Leo: Why Is Life So Cruel To You?

leo: why is life so cruel to you?

jason: i don’t know. it hates me for real

leo: i know. you have an insane backstory. you could get into a million colleges with an essay like that

pregnancy is literally a state of mind like you could get pregnant by meditating long enough

RAHHHHH

some jercy sketches inspired by the lovely ideas @queer-brainrot sent in <33 i debated for ages which versions i wanted to do but i settled on the “show” ones to explore my jason design a bit more so i hope you enjoy!!

hookup - rosekiller microfic - word count: 333 - NSFW, not explicit but suggestive

Barty pressed the highest button on the elevator, shaking at the fact that he'd be so vulnerable to express something like this to a tinder hookup, but he couldn't help himself. He rocked back and forth on the balls of his ankles.

Waiting. Anticipating.

When he heard the elevator ding, he was brought out of his thoughts. He felt his own breath hitch, and he watched the door open. Just about to walk out, a tall figure approached the door.

Evan Rosier, the man who's bed he'd been in the past 4 nights in a row.

"Well hello there darling," he says, Barty's mouth running dry at the name, "I was just about to come get you. Should we go to my flat?"

Barty almost forgets he has words, looking into the eyes of the latter, towering over him just a bit. He was only a few inches taller than Barty, but his confidence made it seem like much more than that.

"Bee?"

"Oh! Uhm, yeah! Absolutely! You uhh.. lead the way."

Evan smiles this.. not quite sinister smile that makes Barty weak in the knees. He doesn't know how he's even walking at this point.

Before Barty knows it, he's in Evan's flat, being pinned to the door that had been slammed behind him.

"So.." Barty shivers.

"So."

"I needed to talk to you about something."

"Oh?"

"Something thats very important..to me."

"Alright now, get on with it."

"I know you've been seeing other blokes, and i know thats what we agreed was okay, but i just.."

Barty fiddled with his fingers for a moment, pondering what he should say.

"Come on, Bee," Evan breathes, placing a hand on his waist and moving his face ever closer to Barty's, "Tell me."

Barty dizzily stares at Evans lips, the words now forced out of him, yet his words stay soft and whispered.

"I want you all to myself. I need you all to myself."

"Is that so?"

"..Yes. All the time."

(creds to @my-castles-crumbling for the microfic layout)

(also @dracure im ur biggest fan pls notice me 🥲)

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Sirius: I LOVE you Jamie! LOVE YOU!!!

James: ...

James: Moony, what's happening?

Remus: (Sighs) He got his wisdom teeth removed

Sirius: MOONY, YOU'RE ALSO HERE?!? I loooveeee you the most!

Remus: (grins)

James: We should keep him like this