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Uh nightowl fluff comfort thingy
Kinda female MC thingy. I wrote the word 'chick' so I guess that's what MC is here (I glanced at this and copy-pasted it, I have no idea what this actually is lol)
You walk into your house crying your damn eyes out, and your roommate immediately rushes down the stairs to greet you. His bleach-blonde hair bounces a bit as he zooms down the steps with a big smile.Â
That is, until he sees your face.
“Welcome home, cuti— woah, woah, MC, what happened?” Concern floods his face as he looks into your puffy eyes with furrowed brows. “Who made you cry? Do they need to die? Do you want them to?” His hands cup your blotchy red face and he searches your eyes, looking for approval to murder someone rather than looking for a real answer.Â
“Owl… Everything is going to shit!” You wipe your eyes with your sleeves, still sobbing to the point where you can’t see diddly squat. “My dad is sick, my mom keeps leaning on me, and I can’t do a damn thing! I can’t make him feel better! He’s hated me for years, since I didn’t go to college! I just… I can’t think when all this is happening!” You bury your face in your hands, not wanting him to see any more of your tears. He still hears your distress, though.
“Oh, cutie… I’m so sorry…” He sighs and pulls you in close to his chest, trying his best to soothe you. “You can’t help if you can’t do anything about things… I’m so so sorry…”Â
You relax in his arms, enjoying his company already, and you just got there. Your crying even calms down a bit. Now you’re reduced to sniffles. Nightowl gently grabs your cheeks again, smiling at you.Â
“You know what’s really crazy about this?” You sniff before asking, “what?”
“Even bawling your fucking eyes out, your still so beautiful… Just look at your fat ass anime chick tears!” He laughs as he stares into your eyes, earning one from you next. Now not only is your entire face damp with tears; but you also have a huge smile stretched across your face. Only Nightowl can get you like this…
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Okay, so about a week ago, I had a stupid fuckin idea to start writing a dark romance kinda thing? Yeah. Why did I think I could do that? I DON'T KNOW. BUT I DO KNOW THAT I'M TERRIBLE AT COMMITTING TO PROJECTS <3 I'm calling it "Devour Me," andddd it will never work out :)) Thanks for looking at my Ted Talk
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HERE WE GO, STARTING OFF WITH A SUPER SHORT AND KINDA SILLY ONE.
Oh, and just letting you know, if it's garbage then it's because all this has been marinating in a Google document dating back to 2021 or 2022. I haven't spared this a single glance, and have not edited it OKAY I'M SHUTTING UP NOW
Nightowl wakes up late đź’™
"Owl, come on, you gotta get up!"
 You try and gently nudge him awake, but he doesn't budge. "Nuh uh, five more minutes cutie," he sleepily slurs out, not even opening his eyes.
 ...Â
That makes the tenth time he's said five more minutes. You sigh with disappointment.
"I didn't want to do this, owl."Â
"... What?"
You've left me no choice. I'm sorry."Â
"PARDON??"Â
He looks at you confused and you walk to the bathroom. Your poor boyfriend stares at you as you come out with a blue spray bottle. A beat goes by, the room silent.
"... What are you planning to do with that?"Â
He looks at you with pleading eyes. You raise the bottle.Â
"No, no, I'm up! DONT DO THIS TO ME PLEASE!"
Tsst tsstÂ
He shivers and jumps backwards on the bed. "OH COME ON, ITS COLD"
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Tsst tsstÂ
YOU GONNA GET UP??"Â
"YES."Â
"YOU GONNA GET DRESSED TO GO TO CLASS???"Â
"YES."Â
"THEN DO IT."Â
Tsst tsstÂ
And so he never woke up late like that ever again.
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SO. It seems as though I've stocked up on mini Blooming Panic story thingies (I forgot what they're called) and... I'M PROBABLY GOING TO POST SOME OF THEM HERE BECAUSE IM BORED!!
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