Moments That Change Everything 💕✨

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I Only Want You to See Me

I started a new ficlet and a part of it was supposed to be a small flashback scene about the boys in college. Well, that original ficlet is now scrapped and what I have for you is the first chapter of what could be about a 10-ish chapter-long collerge!rhink fic. It has a hint of exhibitionism, lots of smut and pining. There will be angst, since that’s kinda my brand. Let me know if you’d like me to continue! —

Rhett caught Link jerking off a few too many times on their dorm room couch before he started to suspect that Link was doing it on purpose; that he deliberately chose times when he knew Rhett would be coming back to their room. When the idea popped into Rhett’s mind, he couldn’t get rid of it. It gnawed at him. It seemed totally ridiculous a first. Why would Link do that? But there was already a mountain of evidence to support his hypothesis. Despite his growing suspicion, Rhett turned the idea around in his head for a good while before doing anything about it.

Then one Wednesday night, he purposefully mentioned to Link in passing that he’d be back from study group around eight. Link didn’t seem to react in any way. He was buried amongst a pile of textbooks and notes when Rhett left the room. So, he didn’t expect anything to actually happen that night but, lo and behold, when he returned to their room, Link was sitting, bare legs spread, on their couch fucking his own fist.

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Spot on. Gorgeous description.

There’s a reason we say people cling to each other for dear life. It happens when they’re desperate, in need of comfort, looking for a little human contact to override the hurt they’re feeling inside. Needing support is like oxygen. You can’t breathe, can’t think straight because your mind is running through hundreds of thoughts and you have no idea what to believe. It’s nice to have something, someone, there as a shoulder, a body to comfort your own. It’s intimate, in a way that isn’t too revealing, that doesn’t minimise what you’re going through. It’s peaceful, despite the electrical charges shooting through you as you face the truth, as you grasp, clutch at the one person who can understand you better than anybody else, who can share your grief. You need someone to cry with, and love with that heart of yours that feels like it’s breaking into a thousand pieces. You need comfort, and peace, and a little help to get through the pain. You claw at them to make sure they never leave. You wrap your fingers around the arms that hold you tight, keep you safe. You lean on them, rely upon their own heartbreak to match yours. You need them, love them, find yourself unable to think straight unless they hold you, unless they grip you right back, fingers into your skin and breath against your own. You breathe out, gasp, maybe sob and weep until you no longer feel the sting. You live, within the comfort of the arms of your other half, of your missing piece, of the only person who can truly feel the same way you do in that moment. You lean, you search for comfort in the arms that wrap around you, that hold you so tight that you feel like you might explode. You cling to them for dear life, because you’re not sure that you’ll survive if you don’t. You love, you live, and you cry for those who won’t.

So, one of my favorite moments of any Good Mythical anything is in the More when they have weird soda combinations and one they have has Dr. Pepper, which Link hates. But then he takes this weird moment and has a heart to heart with the camera about pushing back the nasty. I doubt it was scripted and it’s one of those moments that just rings as more sincere for me than anything else, despite the laughter from the crew in the background. And maybe he was playing it for laughs, but I just keep coming back to it when things aren’t feeling ideal. I love this moment. 

“Y’all have no idea how much work we both put into telling these stories authentically for you. The late nights in parking lots and stages and texts with our amazing writers, the run throughs, rehearsals and rewrites. The patience, joy, frustration and tears. You didn’t always love us. Some things take time, effort and trust. #Japril will last forever for a reason. #ThankYouSarahDrew” - Jesse Williams

But when you close your eyes, may you remember

happy valentine’s day guys, and congrats on 15 million!!

for @egocentrifuge, with all my love ♥️

sir that is my emotional support male celebrity that i direct all of my male attraction towards bc he is a highly idealized man that is safe to lust after because he cannot hurt me!!!!!!!