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KUSURIURI HAS FANGS ALL ALONG???
(i don't know too much about mononoke yet)
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Do best friends do this?
Nico asks himself this more times than he’s willing to admit.
He’s been best friends with Will Solace for 3 months now, but lately, things have been… different.
He catches Will looking at him when he thinks Nico isn’t looking with this look in his eyes.
He notices Will sit next to him every chance he gets, and suspiciously close at that
He feels Will hold his hand and fiddle with his fingers more and more often
And best worst most confusing of all, whenever they’re alone together on his bed, Will cuddles him from behind, essentially big spooning him. One time he thinks Will lightly kisses the top of his head
Which brings him back to the question:
Do best friends do this?
Nico knows that his viewpoint on cultural norms is a tad bit outdated to say the least, but surely this is pushing it. right??
That’s what he’d think if the other campers weren’t so damn oblivious to it. None of them questioned a single head on Nico’s shoulder, hand on Nico’s thigh, campfire song dedicated to Nico
He tries to think back to when it started happening. He and Will were goofing around while picking strawberries…
“Throw one at me, I can catch it, I swear”
“Swear on what?”
“On your dad’s poor-unfortunate-soul-ified underwear.”
“I think that means if you miss, your soul will be sewn in it too”
“That’s how sure I am. And besides, I don’t think I’d mind as long as I get the part near his—”
“—Hey don’t hit me! This is violence! Abuse!”
“You’re abusing my mind!”
[laughter]
“Will! Will!”
“Lacey! Hey, what’s up?”
“Gods, I’ve been looking for you everywhere! The Aphrodite cabin was wondering if the Apollo kids were planning to skip capture the flag tonight”
“Oh yeah, same place as usual”
“Okay! And Nico, feel free to come too!! You two are like our cabin’s otp of the month”
“Oh, we’re not—”
“What does that mean?”
“Just that we think you guys are really cute.”
“Oh. Well, thank you.”
“Of course. Anyways, I gotta go. I’ll catch you guys later :)”
Nico didn’t think anything about it at the time, he just assumed it meant like… best looking or something! But now that he’s putting some thought into it… maybe he fucked up
He goes to the infirmary (as per usual) as soon as he wakes up the next morning (technically afternoon, but he digresses). This time, though, with an objective in mind
“Hey, death breath!”
“Don’t call me that.”
[chuckle] “You get any rest last night?”
There Will Solace went again, being so exceedingly caring. Who did that?? Well… then again, he was a doctor… so perhaps this was just a Will Thing™
“I slept my usual 11 hours.”
“Ah, but sleeping and resting are different. I’d expect you to know better considering that your favorite person in the whole wide world that you love with every fiber of your being and miss dearly whenever he’s not around is a doctor.”
“You’re so funny, you could be a comedian :|”
“I only say it like I see it”
“Sure. Anywho, speaking of you quote-unquote being my favorite person and whatnot… um, do you consider us best friends?” *oh gods i did not just ask that right now what in zeus’s name is wrong with me*
“What kind of question is that? Duh, of course we’re best friends. It’d be weird if we weren’t!”
“Okay yeah. That’s what I thought. It’s just that…”
“What?”
“No, forget it, it’s embarrassing”
“C’mon, you can’t just leave me hanging like that! Now I’m more curious! What???”
“Well… uh, you… um, sometimes act as if we’re… something other than best friends…”
“… what.”
“No, no, no, no, no, no, forget I ever said that!! Nevermind!! This never happened and we don’t have to bring it up again, I’m sorry—”
“Wait shut up for a second. This whole time you’ve thought we were just. Platonic best friends? Bros? Pals? Buddies? Mates?”
“I— I mean… yes?”
“WHAT THE FUCK NICO WHAT THE FUCK WHY WHAT HOLY SHIT OH MY FUCK NICO SHIT SHIT SHIT—”
“I’m sorry—!”
“WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU SORRY?? HOLY SHIT IM SORRY. IVE BEEN DOING ALL THESE THINGS WITHOUT YOUR CONSENT AND YOU JUST LET IT SLIDE?? PUNCH ME RIGHT NOW.”
“WHAT WHY WOULD I PUNCH YOU?”
“I THOUGHT WE WERE DATING”
“What?”
“I’M SORRY NICO, I’M SO SO SORRY, I THOUGHT THAT DAY IN THE STRAWBERRY FIELDS MEANT YOU THOUGHT SO TOO AND—”
“Will—”
“I HAD THE BIGGEST CRUSH ON YOU FOR THE LONGEST TIME AND I FEEL SO STUPID AND SO SO BAD—”
“Will—”
“AND I SHOULD’VE KNOWN, I SHOULD’VE GOTTEN DIRECT CONFIRMATION, I TOTALLY GET IT IF YOU DON’T FEEL THE SAME AND YOU NEVER WANT TO SEE ME AGAIN AND—”
“WILL.”
The stupid sunshine personification finally shut his mouth.
“I like you too.”
Nico wasn’t exactly sure what he was doing, but he took Will’s face in his hands, closed his eyes, and kissed him.
He swore he could feel warmth from where his hands cupped Will’s cheeks and when they finally parted, he caught a brief glimpse of an intense glow surrounding Will fade away
“… In more than a best friend way?”
Nico laughed. “Yes, you idiot. Was the kiss not enough?”
Will’s grin returned at that
“Oh look who’s talking Mr. Do-You-Consider-Us-Best-Friends after holding hands at the campfire yesterday”
“Hey, in my defense, girl best friends do that all the time! Piper and Annabeth hold hands and skip around all day long!”
“Yeah? Did they also cuddle last night until falling asleep in the same bed in an empty cabin against camp rules, and did Annabeth sing lullabies for Piper and kiss the top of her head, and did Annabeth make a dirty joke and see Piper visibly turn red despite being in pitch—”
“—Hey don’t hit me! You seriously have a problem, learn to control your temper please babe, this is a classic case of domestic violence which is really a very serious matter and—mmph.”
Nico kissed him again and quickly realized this was a much more effective and enjoyable solution to getting Will to shut his mouth than smacking his arm a million times
Once they finally broke off again, “Gods, I like you so much Nico. In more than a best friend way.”
“You’re never gonna let me live this down are you?”
“Never ever.”
“Good, I’ll never get tired of hearing it.”
downpour
925 words, no warnings, @dorlenemicroficprompts
Relationships naturally broke down. It was just something that happened. People changed, no longer got along, wanted different things in life. They could still like each other, but slowly, they had fallen out of love.
Despite living in the same home, Marlene and Dorcas barely saw each other. Their schedules conflicted, their hobbies led them in different directions, they had no mutual friends, no common interests, except maybe their interest in each other, but that was… gone. How could Dorcas be interested in someone she no longer interacted with? When she saw Marlene, she felt… empty. Like there wasn’t enough of her, and there wasn’t enough of Marlene. Their conversations were stilted, and the last time she’d kissed Marlene was on a date, now almost a month ago. They hadn’t spent time together in weeks.
In Dorcas’s opinion, they were coming to an end, and there was nothing to do about that.
Except, if they were coming to a natural end, then why did it feel so unnatural? If Dorcas was falling out of love with Marlene, then why did she still feel like she’d move mountains for her? Maybe they were better off as friends? And after that, due to a lack of similarities, they’d drift apart as friends. They were meant to be nothing.
Dorcas didn’t quite like that ideology, but it was probably true. She couldn’t even remember how she and Marlene had gotten together in the first place. Wasn’t that supposed to be a momentous occasion, treasured forever?
She suggested they take a break. Whatever face Marlene made at that, Dorcas couldn’t recognise. They really were growing apart.
Marlene asked if they should keep living together. Dorcas shrugged, not feeling too happy with that. Marlene shrugged in response, and that was that.
They were still living together, as if they were merely acquainted roommates. Marlene worked the night shift and had the flat during the day, Dorcas worked morning to evening and had the flat through the night.
Dorcas changed her relationship status to single. Marlene followed. This probably meant they were broken up.
One night, while lying in bed and scrolling, Dorcas saw a picture of Marlene on a date. She liked it. Well, she didn’t like it, she just clicked the like button. She turned her phone off and couldn’t fall asleep.
Marlene announced that she was moving out. Dorcas helped her pack.
Everything felt empty.
Marlene lived in a flat on the other side of town. Dorcas sometimes walked past it, looked up at the window, wondered what Marlene was doing.
She kept doing that. It was sort of becoming a daily thing. Routinely, Dorcas just stared at Marlene’s flat.
One evening, it began drizzling, and Dorcas stood there, feeling the coolness trickle down her skin, getting heavier and colder as the seconds ticked by. Until she was standing in a full-on downpour, staring at Marlene’s flat.
Her hair was weighing her down as water collected between the strands, her clothes were soaked through and sticking to her skin, raindrops were rolling at an increasingly fast pace down her face, and she was staring at Marlene’s flat.
“Dorcas?” Marlene pushed open the door of the building, umbrella over her head while beneath it she shivered in her thin casual wear. Both their teeth were chattering, and they stared at each other. A million different expressions flitted across Marlene’s face, and despite understanding none of them, Dorcas wanted to, she wanted to understand again, keep relearning everything about Marlene, even as it changed, and the thought made her burn up from the inside out until she was crawling out of her frozen skin, crawling towards Marlene like a dog with its head hung and tail low, shame and embarrassment pressing against the walls of her heart like flaming torches. If she dared open her mouth, she knew what would come out, and she couldn’t give Marlene her charred black heart, but she did.
Dorcas stood right in front of Marlene with her tail between her legs and her heart in her throat, and she opened her mouth and gave Marlene the burnt remains of her actions. “I’m… sorry.”
Rain poured steadily between them, washing over the words, making them feel cleaner than how they’d felt in Dorcas’s mouth. They may have been burnt and old, but the water made them new. The water gave them life.
“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry,” Dorcas broke down, and the words flowing out of her were as heavy and as all-consuming as the downpour around them.
Marlene stared at her, and Dorcas’s life felt like it was hanging by a thread, a thread which consisted only of the words, “I’m sorry.” So she repeated them, stitched them together, “I’m sorry,” and “I’m sorry.”
Slowly, Marlene lowered her umbrella and let the downpour overtake her. Once it did, her arms were immediately around Dorcas’s neck, pulling their noses together as she muttered, “You should be. You should be.”
They were laughing now. It was cold, but they were warm.
“I’m sorry too,” Marlene whispered.
“We must look really sorry,” Dorcas smiled, feeling her eyes light up with each second she spent talking to Marlene.
“Such a sorry sight,” Marlene shook her head wistfully.
“Pitiful,” Dorcas sighed.
Marlene laughed, bright and loud. Dorcas watched her intently. As her laughter subsided, Marlene paused, watching Dorcas watch her. Her hand rose to Dorcas’s cheek, brushing the water off. And suddenly they were on the same page. It was raining. What did lovers do in the pouring rain?
every trans girl deserves a free nintendo switch reblog if you agree
im sad that the person in twitter who made this deleted their account because this video is just so influential to me
niko and charles have a stardew valley world together.
I don't know why this has to be spelled out, but if you are arguing that there are biases against women in society (true) because of the patriarchy, and how these biases are unconscious and therefore present even in the most progressive spaces...
You cannot simultaneously argue that unconscious transphobic biases are not present, and people don't unconsciously treat trans men closer to women then they do men.
NINE&ROSE Doctor Who / Season One / Episode 07 / The Long Game