jason “is anyone going to pour salt into that wound” todd when faced with the idea people might actually care for him
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jason “is anyone going to pour salt into that wound” todd when faced with the idea people might actually care for him
Trey seeing you like his teasing and bullying, don't tempt the man. He's barely hanging on.
the following is a rough concept? warm up? from a long fic I have been writing on and off for months now. the context is that Trey is sick and Yuu has decided to bring him food before Riddle can kill him w/ Lilia on the assist.
Nothing too explicit... yet. yet
"Seriously." You sigh, focusing on the container and... quivering. Your arms are straining against the containers unintentional vacuum seal, did you run over here to see him as soon as you heard about him fainting? Or were you just too... he doesn't want to say stupid even though it catches in his throat along with his saliva when he sees you roll your lower lip under your teeth and grunt. "It's tight." Yes, something is, wound so tight it ought to snap.
"Need some help?" His voice is uncharacteristically breathy, as is the directness of the offer, and he thinks he can make out disappointment. A phantom strength allows him to sit up as his eyes narrow to let him see just that much better; he tries focusing on your teeth, it's the left canine that's denting your lip. It pushes in as he moves forward, threatens to pierce the flesh. The lump in his throat goes down as he floats more than moves up from the bed, resting his weight against his night stand.
"No." You bring the soup up to your chest before immediately bringing it back down. How silly of you, it must be really hot. "I keep telling you, I'm not doing this because I need you-" Trey moves his arm around to your other side, resting it on his desk and delighting in how clear your surprise is now that he has his glasses on.
"How kind of you." Your tongue peaks out to lick your canine and draws his attention back to your lips. Trey likes your lips, they're so... expressive. Uncontrollable, no matter how much you try to hide how much you want to have him around your lips always give you away. "But you've got to be doing this for some reason." Right now they purse, hooked on his bait and unaware of the line as he leans just a bit more forward crowding you closer to the desk. "That's just how this school works." Your lip trembles. Three more teeth peak out of your mouth and Trey can't even be bothered to list the numbers in his head to distract from where the blood leaving his head is going. He wants to bite down, sink in his own teeth in place of yours and suck-
"Trey!" Thank the seven you put thought to put the food behind you before you went to catch him, Trey's heavy even if you only have to push him back over to his bed which thankfully isn't that far. "You're supposed to be resting." You snatch his glasses from his head before he can even manage to react but he doesn't seem to upset. He wiggles his head back into his pillow, and looks in your vague direction as you finally manage to pop the damn lid off the soup and try to convince yourself the heat hurting your face is from the steam and not your own stupid feelings. "I'll set this over here and get some tea."
"Make some for yourself too." You think you hear him say as you walk on out in a daze.
Trey closes his eyes and tries to take a deep breath without hating himself too much. Something is wrong with him, that's got to be the correct explanation for this.
What do you guys think
Like Minds reincarnation AU, but they are fated to die everytime they are reunited as one.
See below for more details-> it’s a lot of rambling but I can’t get it out in any other way
Animatic wip 😬
guys!!!!! hear me out!!’
this is such a rough idea and i kind of really want to make it now but it’s 5:30 am okay bye
Carmen Sandiego’s first choice in her career certainly wasn’t teaching a classics class however, when bigshot Dr. Graham Calloway transfers to her department and forces her office to become half his, she has to figure out a way to either cooperate with him or weed him out of her department. What she didn’t count on was the annoying boyish charm or crooked smile that would’ve greeted her every morning before her 8 AM lecture.
guys.
enemies with benefits turned friends with benefits to eventual lovers slowburn served with a side of angst
drowning in babies
spoiler alert - he was in fact a detective.