#*rest

Dim had walked in without knocking again — really, a horrible habit of his — and started digging through Frank’s closet before noticing the situation across the room.

“Wh-?” Dim started to question it, but Frank hushed him.

“Quiet!” He whispered through a grin, “Take whatever you want.”

Dim nodded, grabbed a fleece jacket, and tiptoed back outside. Frank let go of the tension in his back.

He was currently being held by a sleeping Halman, stuck in place by at least five pairs of arms and a head tucked into his neck. He’d never seen them sleep before, so this was a fascinating new experience. They’d been there for an hour and twenty-six minutes so far.

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they deserve to have a nice day without facing the horrors - @frankpooleunofficial

Having no need to physically breathe, though preferring to mimic the action, lead to utterly bizarre ways of contorting themselves. Their face stuck well into the crook of the others neck, comfortably but it might hurt to look at.

It was still up for debate by Halman themselves if it was something they truly needed to do or if it was for fun. The habit of studying everything but themselves and their own need was definitely more Dave than Hal, some things it was easier to tell than others.

They didn’t seem to fear Dim at all but made a soft noise in response to feeling Frank talk, buzzing in response to the vibrations from his chest. Never had they been so relaxed… and it showed. Their form unraveled in a way more amusing than concerning, shifting in color and shape and warmth. The arms stayed the longest, apparently deemed a necessity.

hey

care to share a snippet of that Blonde Bucky fic you got going on?

(No pressure! Feel free to ignore if you don't, just hella enthused for the fic :))

Is your name Miles Morales anon? Cause I'm feeling a lot like Gwen Stacy

I won't lie I laughed so hard seeing the words 'maximum rizz' in my inbox, and for that, I'll give a snippet.

Finding a passage to spoil was kinda hard. I feel like a lot of my jokes aren't funny out of context. It was this snippet or one of Buck reacting to Bucky's new look, and I didn't want to spoil too much.

Here you go:

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