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[aprilcider]

i finished Girl, Serpent, Thorn by Melissa Bashardoust yesterday and this book said gay monster girls have rights

[senor-cummies]

"Erik! I am giving you shelter here only because you are my cousin and Bucky likes you. Do not think for one second that I won't send you on a plane far from any habitable country if you so much as lay a finger on the boy, and ruin what peace we have already reached with The Avengers."

Erik scoffed, tugging his arm out of his cousin's grip.

"What can I say? It's the New Yorker in me." T'challa rolled his eyes.

"I trust you'll tell the New Yorker in you to keep your pants on for the duration of Mr Parker's visit." Erik smiled licking his lips.

"Don't get your hopes up, cuz. The beast can only stay tamed for so long."

"If you are referring to your penis," Okoye chimed in "I'd say it's hardly anything of a beast."

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Literally nothing pay no attention to this! It's 2am and this spontaneous " I just had the biggest orgasm of my life" drabble is literally garbage

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[wig-supplies-and-more]

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[senor-cummies]

Please don't let that Erik/Peter fic stay as a drabble! I need to see Erik trying to woo an oblivious Peter while T'Challa tries to stop him and Bucky is Protective™

The...The WHAT??!??

[senor-cummies]

Erik:*acknowledges existence*

Peter:assdfdlakslllalalslslERROR PLEASE RELOADlwmwmemweERROR PLEASE RELOADleeeekeERRORapap9wkwnsos

[arizanmokhtar]

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[theaviaryofthalia-blog]

Crystalline Sighs || Erik and Thalia

Tagging: Erik Stiles and Thalia Carmichael

Location: On the grounds

Time: Afternoon

Notes: Erik “accidentally” runs into Thalia as she searches for a runaway piece of parchment.

Extra Notes: Time for me to haul bootay and get this mission accomplished. Poor Thalia. And Erik. All the love.

The truth was, Erik was looking for Thalia. He didn’t want to be entirely transparent about it, especially since he had next to no idea where he stood with her. He just needed to see her. He’d been thinking about her a lot lately and the times they’d spent together. His head was going crazy and he just needed to see how things were. Somewhere casual and possibly where he was even sober, although those moments were few and far between anymore. So he was glad to see that the blonde girl was nearby, even if she was chasing after a paper.

He sped up to meet her, watching and grinning as she dive bombed after her paper and then mended it back together. “Nice save,” he teased, reaching out a hand to offer to help her out. He shot her a fresh grin, unable to stop himself as he helped her to her feet. “So what’s the paper?” he asked, just trying to make small talk and not look like he was jumping to spend time with her. “Homework?” He let go of her hand as she stood up, although he didn’t really want to. However it wasn’t going to make him look nonchalant to show affection to her when they weren’t even together.

“Where were you headed anyway?” he asked, getting into step beside her. “Maybe I could keep you company?” he offered, tugging at the sleeves of his coat in an anxious manner. There was something about her that made him more aware of his own presence, the way he walked or the way he talked or the way he just existed. It was unnerving but he didn’t want it to stop. He sort of liked this new feeling of change that pulsed through him when Thalia was around.

Thalia Carmichael:

Thalia laughed breathlessly, her lungs not yet entirely full of that oxygen, which still felt freezing as it flowed into her. "Thanks," she muttered, shaking brittle grass from her tangled hair as she took Erik's hand, pulling herself up. Dusting off her clothes, Thalia was able to hide a faint, unfamiliar blush that had crept onto her cheeks at the sight of Erik's grin, the feel of his hand around hers. 'What's wrong with you, Thalia? You're acting like some silly third year, blushing about this sort of thing. What's so special about Erik? Just because he's nicer to you than most guys, more polite, and despite drinking a lot, he seems so...amazing. And you know a secret that could destroy his entire life. He didn't entrust it to me in his right mind, and yet, he doesn't seem upset or fearful of me. He treats me normally, almost, and yet...not. He's almost flustered, sometimes. Just like me, it's vice versa for us.'

Looking back up, she laughed, her cheeks cooled by then. "Yeah, homework. Care of Magical Creatures essay on the muscular and bone structure of hippogriffs. Fun, fun." She rolled her eyes, a laugh on her lips. "It's really not something I would care to rewrite." That was entirely true, seeing as she'd spent most of her evening the day beforehand writing it up, and the day before that doing the rough drafts. Today had been the finishing touches, and had she lost the precious parchment on which it was written, not even one of Erik's sweet, shy smiles could bring her back from what would surely be a destructively stormy mood. 'Wait... What?'

Erik was beside her as she let the startling thought pass, and Thalia took a moment to compose herself. "Well, now that I've pretty much got this "little" assignment done and over with, I've got nowhere in particular to head to," she admitted, shrugging as she looked him over, hoping her wouldn't notice - or if he did, that he wouldn't mind. It was simply that there was something about Erik that greatly attracted Thalia to him. Refusing to believe that it was merely his essence, who he was and what she knew, Thalia was always searching for something physical that struck that chord with her. He was almost perfect, really, even when he had those cuts and scratches, and the dark circles under his eyes were nearly painful to look at.

Her hand twitched as she repressed the urge to reach out and rest her hand on his cheek. It was something she would have done with most anyone who looked a little haggard or just tired, but the Erik, it seemed almost as if she shouldn't. Like it might ruin some intricate balance. So, she sighed and smiled, tilting her head, her hair shining as the wintry bright sunlight beamed off of it. "Is there anywhere you'd like to go? I'd really like to stay outside, but if you could think of somewhere nice in the castle, I'm really open to that too." Her smile widened. It was true, partially. The untrue part was the specifics. Thalia figured that as long as she was with Erik at all, it would be hard for her to find anything wrong with anywhere they chose to go.

[theaviaryofthalia-blog]

Crystalline Sighs || Erik and Thalia

Tagging: Erik Stiles and Thalia Carmichael

Location: On the grounds

Time: Afternoon

Notes: Erik "accidentally" runs into Thalia as she searches for a runaway piece of parchment.

Extra Notes: It's abnormally short, but it does the job.

Thalia:

Drawing her coat tighter around her, Thalia ran with the wind, her hair tangling and swirling all around her as she went. Her breath coming in freezing little puffs, she chased her homework across the crisp brown grass of the Hogwarts grounds. She had been busy finishing up her essay for Care of Magical Creatures - a front-and-back assignment on the bone and muscular structure of hippogriffs - when a gust of wind had snatched the parchment from her little table, sending it flying across the pavilion and off onto the grounds themselves. 

Praying that the hard-worked upon paper would find itself in the lake, Thalia ran faster, determined to catch it. Finally, with a grand tumble on the ground, Thalia fully tackled the paper, effectively tearing it into three pieces. With a weighted sigh, she sat up, gathering the pieces and with a tight hold, mended them to be as if the had never been torn. Thalia smiled and laughed, mentally congratulating herself. She folded up the precious essay into a nice little square, tucking it into her pocket and patting it for good luck. 

Before she could get up, Thalia felt that already chilly temperature drop as a shadow fell over her. Twisting back, Thalia saw a pair of be-slacked legs and rather nice shoes. Smiling already, the familiar scent of the person washing over her, Thalia's eyes traveled up to see the face of Erik Stiles, his hand already beginning to outstretch and help her up.