Snuggles

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snuggle with someonespecial

What better time than these cool, crisp mornings or rapidly lengthening nights to jump right under a warm blanket with that irreplaceable person in your life? Even if you're not sleeping together - heck, even if you've not been straight with your feelings and you're not officially an "item" - there's nothing wrong with cuddling up. Grab a book, get some hot cocoa, turn on the TV (if you're in an era where the tube's available), or just enjoy each other's presence on the couch or in the bed.

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u got me too u kno I 💜 knifeplay

[rekd]

[ reki doesn't need the nails to keep him exactly where he is, but he likes that they're there. even if riddle feels like he does good work, there's always that voice eating away at him inside, telling him there's no way he's doing enough, that someone could do it so much better, and that, with about 110% certainty, probably someday someone will.

but for right now, riddle keeps him grounded in this moment with his tiny, heart-breaking sounds and his small, delicate hands. none of that matters because tonight, he's in reki's arms, in his bed, in his room. sure, his heart is shattering for riddle because he knows exactly how it is to feel almost comically impotent, but he can be strong for him because it's his shoulder soaking up riddle's tears. ]

Baby... [ he says slowly, carefully, stroking the hair just above riddle's ear as he presses kisses against the top of his head. as much as he'd love to entertain riddle's homicidal fantasies, it's probably unhealthy. right? ] He'd also see that stabby look in your eyes a mile away. Let me see...

[ he tilts riddle's chin up. breaks his heart all over again, seeing how beautiful he looks even with a flushed and crumpled face, but here it is. this is his cross to bear now. he gives riddle a theatrically pained hiss. ]

Oh. Yeah. I don't think they'll even let you in the gate like that.

sk8 2 - riddle n reki escape from alcatraz for 1st degree murder

[beheaded]

[ he should have waited until his eyes cleared up, should have washed his face and redone his makeup even though he's positive they're going to lose consciousness here in reki's bed, he should have made himself up a bit before slinking in here-- because anytime reki looks right down at his face, into his eyes like this, riddle's heart does this stupid little thing that makes his cheeks go red. he looks like he's been boiled alive right now. who can blame him? all the kisses and squeezes, and just reki looking at him like he's still his awesome queen is would be enough to reduce him to brainless, love-struck goo on a good day.

maybe reki doesn't feel good about indulging riddle in his desire to destroy adam on a more intimate, less competitive level. sucks for him, because riddle isn't so eager to let go of the idea.

he does smile though. reki can have that much. ]

Is that right? One look at me, and they would know what I would do to him?

[ when he makes another noise, something closer to a whine than before, he jams himself back against reki's body, twining their legs as he nuzzles into the other boy's neck. ]

I want to kill him, Reki. I want to cut his head right off. I'll have you mount it on the front of my board for me. We'll see how well he skates without it.

[ it's almost startling, how riddle bounces back and forth between all these moods and emotions. at least he isn't lost in his self-loathing anymore. how could he be when he feels so loved in spite of his colossal failure? ]

reki out here tryna take the heat for his boy and everyone just lmao

[rekd]

[ ugh, but this is his favorite thing, juggling all of these emotions at once. everything outside of this is so exhausting, so slow that it makes his brain race and race and race to fill the empty hours until his whole skull hurts. with riddle, there's so much to focus on, so many people to be and things to say and new expressions to learn. just like when they skate together, it's exactly the right speed.

he can be riddle's partner in crime even as he's holding riddle in a comforting squeeze, even as he's listening to the sound of his breathing to make sure it's evening out, not raspy enough to prompt him to fetch the water bottle he's got on the nightstand. baby him and conspire with him and empower him all in the span of one affectionate sigh—it's his favorite brand of chaos and that smile is his greatest reward. ]

Mhm. That'd add way too much drag. Better to just cut off his face and nail it to the deck. We gotta make sure we're the same, y'know?

[ so much motion to keep track of, riddle's got a face burying against him that he needs to trace, legs twining with his that he needs to lock together with one decisive snap. not confining, because both of them can't sit still for long enough to feel trapped; more like a place to hold and be held. ]

We gotta stay together.

just let him go apeshit reki its ok man just lay back and let it happen

[beheaded]

[ he chuckles affectionately, because reki takes always his craft seriously, takes the wonderful rush of skating so deeply to heart that sometimes riddle finds it miraculous that there's even room for him in there. the strange thing is, riddle is certain he would still love this wild-hearted and beautiful boy even if there wasn't a place for him in there.

while he's infinitely grateful for reki's adoration, right now he's only interested in basking in it. reki holds him tight, accepts the way their legs twine and how everything about them fits together; even when riddle pulls back slightly it feels natural, because he gives reki a full smile now, weary from the demands of trying to outskate the unoutskatable, but still undeniably warm. happy, even. ]

You're right. If I start to slow down, you'll reach back for me to pull me along, won't you? Then Adam's big damned head will slow us both down. Better to nail it down, or stretch his skin out into a vinyl so I can step all over it while we skate together.

[ this isn't the sort of thing he says often. riddle is do or die, victory is always, always the goal. but reki, the only force crazy and fiery enough to stand up to him, the only person on this big beautiful planet who has ever made riddle want to live for more than the next one line of praise from his mother-- reki has turned him around (somewhat) and made a gentle heart out of him. ]

That's what matters the most, right? The two of us, staying together no matter what. Forever.

god babe ur gonna get his ass kicked

[rekd]

That's what I'm saying.

[ there's no thrill that matches the euphoric rush of them being so perfectly synced, no high-flying aerials or daredevil dives that could ever compare to the way reki's heart gets going when it's just the two of them weaving through traffic or exchanging looks under the covers. doesn't matter where they are or what they're doing; this connection is what truly makes him feel alive.

he's so glad to see that smile again, like a beacon in the dark for how much light it lets into riddle's rosey face. he reaches out to appreciate it with his touch, mapping the soft curve of his cheek like he's trying to learn the look of it blind. no, he's not naturally violent and the thought of hurting someone on purpose makes his stomach twist, but he can't say that if this smile was on the line, he wouldn't do practically anything to keep it there. because of that, the grin he flashes isn't the purest one in his arsenal. ]

I'll even dress it up with roses for you so it doesn't harsh your aesthetic. I'll make sure everyone still knows you're the queen, even if you've got some poor sap's skin ironed across your deck. I won't let you be anything but breath-taking.

[ he already sounds so proud, and he is, earnestly and impossibly. his gaze drops down to riddle's perfect heart-shaped mouth imploringly, but he doesn't kiss him yet; he'd rather press in closer and just let their mouths brush so that he can feel that smile for himself. ]

[beheaded]

[ god, he loves this boy so much it makes him crazy sometimes. normally riddle wouldn't need a reason to want to peel some idiot asshole's skin off anyway, but there's a whole other high that comes from wanting to do it for reki; reki, who pulled him out of that dark and ugly place he built to hide from his mother, reki who actually thought the real him who learned to skate in pretty heels of all heights because that's just who he is, reki who's never let him go after the first time they embraced.

adam is the furthest thing from his mind now. the only thing riddle can think of and see and feel is the dumb, sunny creature right in front of him that adores him more than anything. he sees the way reki is eyeing his mouth, but there's one thing riddle wants to give him before letting him have it. ]

Reki... I love you.

[ he's going to look so pretty standing on top of off with your head, the most perfect board reki's ever crafted as far as riddle is concerned. honestly, he could be flying down sidewalks and streets on a hunk of cardboard. as long as reki has his hand, like he promises he always will, it's bound to be a good day.

riddle gives the other boy a squeeze, leans up, and gives him that kiss he's been longing for. it's long and warm and adoring, it feels just like true love should. ]