#<- that'll be my tag for this uwu

[broodwolf221]

dadw prompt! #12 from the 50 kisses prompt list: Sneaking away to a hidden corner to share a secretive kiss. + fenders :D

thank you jazz! this was so fun /u\

@dadrunkwriting

690 words

As always, the day ended at the Hanged Man. Fenris wasn’t quite sure when the tradition had started, or when it’d shifted from a simple let’s get something to drink to an actual tradition, even amongst the non-drinkers in their group, but it was nice to have something to look forward to. He drank, of course, but never too heavily - he did not want to lose himself in a crowd like this, after all, but the ale was cheap here, affordable even when he had lost the last several hands of Wicked Grace.

Varric was winning tonight. Typical, really, although usually he could hold his own and sometimes Isabela took the pot. Anders rarely won and over time the bets drifted lower, the game becoming friendly rather than competitive. Sometimes the mage couldn’t spare the coin and didn’t play at all, but none of them begrudged him that - he had the clinic to attend to, after all. Surely there were costs associated with that.

He rather suspected that Varric spent a considerable amount of his winnings supporting the clinic, but he never could confirm as much. Nor, he thought, could Anders, which was likely the point. An anonymous donation to the clinic or new supplies suddenly showing up felt different than being handed coin by a friend, and the former was far more difficult to turn down.

Over time, a new tradition had risen from this one, although it was not a group activity. Fenris stretched and excused himself, clapping Hawke on the shoulder as he passed and waving off Varric’s idle protestations. The dwarf just wanted him to lose again. Merrill waved goodbye to him before Isabela claimed her attention by leaning heavily into her and he hid a grin by turning away from them. He may not approve of the blood mage, but he couldn’t help but be a little touched by her insistent generosity, her gentle nature seemingly at odds with her manner of fighting. A contradiction he had once found suspicious and had eventually grown to accept, for all of them had their contradictions. This new tradition was one of them.

He took a deep breath as he left the pub - the city didn’t always smell the cleanest, but it was certainly fresher than the cramped, humid air inside the Hanged Man. He slowly worked his way back towards the mansion he’d come to occupy, although halfway there he ducked instead into a narrow alleyway and waited. It did not take particularly long. “Were they suspicious?” He asked as the other man slotted into the alley beside him, their arms brushing as they stood side by side.

“I doubt it. Played my last hand and it was miserable.” Anders laughed quietly and Fenris smiled to himself, turning to face the mage - then shifting so that he was bracketing him against the wall, his laughter fading into a soft gasp. Fenris glanced from his eyes to his lips, watching Anders’ tongue dart out to wet them before he pushed forward.

They kissed hard, with a fierce demand, hands seeking out points of contact to draw them closer together. Fenris bit Anders’ lip to feel the shudder of his moan between their mouths.

An argument had brought them close together, a tension building that Fenris hadn’t been able to identify until Anders drew near him before turning away sharply. Realizing what he had been letting slip away, he’d grabbed the mage and kissed him. That one experience had led into this happening several times a week, and Fenris idly wondered when he’d stop having them meet outside the mansion.

For now, this was enough. He pulled back to see Anders’ eyes dark and wide, searching his for a time before a small, wry smile crept across his lips. “Next time, then?” Fenris nodded before kissing him a final time, then stepping back.

“The alley closer to the docks,” Fenris said. “You leave first next time.” He watched as Anders nodded, pulling away from the wall and straightening his robes.

“I’ll be there,” he said, grinning before making his way clear of the alley and back to his clinic.

[bitbrumal]

                                                                             CONTINUATION                    @predvestnik​​    ↤    from here    ::    CORNERED   ↩

DILUC  “as well i should.”      oh. well- that-

run, breathe the vestiges of sense. the heat of his gaze darts to the door into the kitchen- has to know but can’t ascertain the location of the back door beyond childe. there is a tall ( infuriatingly so... ) slab of snezhnayan cornering him against his own bar, &-

                  & something low in his belly trembles for this.                traitorous, traitorous—

his cheeks are still catching up to the look in blue eyes.

—it’s worse than hunger. something light & weak, weakening him. there is strength in this monster man on more levels than initially presumed, & with breath skating along skin these facts sit in the middle of his being like a child amid scattered toys. their prominence feels so innocent.

        more than one figment of nightly imagination has proven that deceptive.

i- you- listen, you uncouth foreign fuck-

instead, diluc’s face shifts away - unwilling to heed anything but the safety that is shame. it’s a fence sitting sort of safety, however. given childe’s nature to push, there is no real salvation in inertia. ( & when he has been instigating for weeks? the fucker doesn’t seem to back down from a challenge unless to rile his opponent up. )

‘uhm’ manages to mute itself in the press of his lips. “...” in, & out, the breath at his ear is warm & knows him frightfully. ( there is nothing better than being s e e n. ) heat is a sharp sliver that cuts directly into his core; lead by those words that come from that mind behind those all-seeing eyes...          fuck.            he’s going to have to— visit someone, pay for something. this is- embarrassing, there’s no need to feel so intensely when- dammit, he wasn’t supposed to take this seriously! ( or something. sensible thought is proving elusive. the frustration at suffering consequences is not. )

“there is no next move.” begins lord ragnvindr. he has not moved an inch. neither has the weight of his desperate gaze on the kitchen door. “...merely testing a theory.” will a fainting follow the heat in his face? wouldn’t prefer to be unconscious around the harbinger, but it’d spare him his own folly.        it’s one thing to need closeness. another to crave it here.

                        strong warm smart hungry

                childe wants him & his ears are ringing. childe teases & his mouth grows wet. childe looms & boxes him in & t a u n t s & he wants nothing more than to kiss or punch or both at once. maybe most of all he wishes to be kissed with that same ridiculous audacity.

        bold as all get out

“you’re imagining things.” when in doubt? project. at least it’ll keep childe busy smarmily dissecting that instead of encouraging m o r e. “i’ve merely been-” nearly swallows his tongue. shrinks—from the cold hard fact that he has not moved away yet more than the actual body that makes him want to stay, “returning the favour.” breath shivers where confidence does not. fuck, fuck, fuck. “you enjoy,” tempting me “—attempting to...                    harass me.”

                               agh. hunger aches through the body. it’s all he can do to tense his fists in the pockets of his slacks & stay still. ( gripping the counter- That He Owns -would have him holding the fucker’s hands. ) a low buzz spreads through his veins. his ears ring. when ginger strands tickle from his chin to his brow bone diluc finally blinks. “...” it’d be so simple to tell childe to back off & yet he cannot bring himself to do so.

“where’s your professionalism, harbinger?              fraternising with the enemy.”

[rainbowgod666]

Welcome to the fucking multiverse i guess lets see what i goþ

REAL SELF

Goodness gracious i look like i have 69 issues and music tastes aint one of em. The hair aint 100% accurate but alas, picrew got limitations. Now off goes this sadge easily-tickled italian boy and welcome... the-

IDEALIZED SELF (which is made outta pure imagination and fantasy and r34 tags and anime powerups and-)

YES. YESYESYES. MY OC IS SO EPIC LOOK AT THEM THEIR EYES ARE RED UNDERTALE AND THEY ARE WILLING TO FUCK ANYTHING THATS ABLE TO CONSENT. THIS ALSO IS PART CAT EVEN THO IT SHOULD BE PART DRAGON. HIS HAIR ARE THE FUCKING MILKY WAY ACCORDING TO ANCIENT RECORDINGS AND HES SO FLUFFY HE WOULD FIT IN THE @comicaurora CANON. LOOK AT HIM HE CAN NUKE DIMENSIONS AND USE THE SCP DEITIES AS BLUNT FORCE WEAPONS. AUWUWUWUUAUWUAUEIAUWLFLJSGLYJRLGL

I shall summon moar of the moots.

@satelite-kun-main @strixludica @floatingcamel23 @f4y3w00d5 @skyethewolfwizard @k1nky-r0b0t-g1rl @virtualgirladv @catboybiologist @catboymoments and why not allow me to jus-

@b0tster

...whoops. fat fingered the "summon comically OP blog" button. Uh anyways-

i am starting a picrew chain because this picrew is literally SO cool

heres the picrew, do two: what you look like and what you want to look like!!

what i look like

what i want to look like

tagging @mybedroomceilingsbored @urlocalsadkid-l @boob-gremlin @bleep-bloop-boo @totalcharliespringsimp to start it off

[riooklee]

My NO's in Fanfiction !

TW: opinions

( Just to clarify, this post is ABSOLUTELY NOT made to offend anyone. Seriously, write whatever you want to write and have fun !! I'm just trying to find other people who share the same views as me, thank you<3 )

1) Turning a mlm/wlw ship into a straight ship.

Sorry, but this just gives me the biggest ICK. Literally makes me want to throw my phone out the window, smash my head against a wall and gouge my eyes out. LIKEE, tell me you're homophobic without telling me you're homophobic smh.

You may be thinking rn, "Rio, how do people turn em into straight ships?" WHEN THEY FKIN GENDERBEND ONE OF THEM.

I LITERALLY CRY WHENEVER I TRY TO LOOK FOR A TOMARRY FIC AND I SEE "Female Harry Potter" / "Female Tom Riddle". LIKE NOOOO??? WHY ARE U TURNING MY POOKIES INTO FEMALES... THEY'RE SUPPOSED TO BE A MLM SHIP. WHY R U MAKING IT STRAIGHT??? It's giving "homophobic" !!

P.S. I just wanted to say, NO I AM NOT TRANSPHOBIC. I know some of u lots might jump onto that conclusion. BUT I AM COMPLETELY AGAINST THAT BS.

Don't get me wrong, I'm alright w ppl genderbending characters! NOT WHEN ITS IN A MLM/WLW SHIP THO.

P.S. I know that I can just exclude those tags whenever looking for a fic, but..the thing is, some people DON'T EVEN TAG THAT IN THEIR FICS WHEN THEY TOTALLY SHOULD BE TAGGING IT.

2) Making characters act so OC.

Yes, I do know that it IS fanfiction, people can do whatever they want with the characters. BUT SOME OF THEM MAKE THEM SO OC-ish THAT I CANT EVEN RECOGNISE IF THIS IS THE SAME CHARACTER IM OBSESSED W AND LOVE.

Some people make Harry an "UwU" cutsie little silly guy, all soft, and totes a cute cinnamon roll that he's defenseless and weak that he needs big almighty strong 10-pack Tom to save him because he's too little to do stuff for himself >-< .

EW, ICK.

STOP MAKING HARRY A PICK ME. My guy fought a literal war and defeated the dark lord. So why, IN MERLINS NAME are YOU making him act like this:'((

LIKEE, where's my sassy, sarcastic silly guy?? :((

AND TOM. OH MY DAYSS, TOM. Y'all either make him too mean or too nice I SWEAR. Likee, mean as in would Avada u if u even say a single word to him. LIKE BRO, HE WAS A PREFECT AND HEADBOY. HE DIDNT BECOME SO BECAUSE HE AVADA 'D INNOCENT PEOPLE.

P.S. I'm talking abt teenaged Tom Riddles, Voldie would def kill innocent people ykwim?

Or nice as in would call u pookie wookie bear and cuddle u if u had a bad scary dream. Let's bffr rn.

LIKE, where's my crazy psycho nice silly guy??? DD:

IF U WANT THEM TO ACT SORT OF OC-ish PUT THEM INTO A SITUATION THAT'LL FORCE THEM TO ACT AS THOUGH. Seriously, some can get away w this behavior if it is played correctly!!

3) First Person POV.

Pretty self-explanatory, next.

4) "He growled"

Okay, alpha, remus wannabe, furry looking ahh.

JS STOP PLS, IT'S NOT ROMANTIC AND PPL DONT FIND IT ATTRACTIVE.

When I say "ppl" I'm talking abt myself.

[chaifootsteps]

Accidentally came across the "valangel" tag today and yeah it's mostly, 99%, just people drawing cutesy romantic uwu shit between Angel and his rapist and abuser, Valentino. Someone even saying "I think their relationship can still heal", there's like LGBT flags in the background of their "otp" and they're downright celebrating them as a couple. And usually, angel looks delighted and in love. It's so sickening.

Welp, that'll teach me to have faith in people.

(In my defense, I never saw any of that four years ago when I was looking at a lot of Val/Angel stuff. Maybe four years of Stolitz poisoned their brains, or maybe it was always there and I just never looked hard enough.)

[valleycore]

WELCOME TO MY BLOG >:3c

here, i'll be posting projects, drawing, basically yapping abt anything and everything!! my special interest is warrior cats, so that'll likely be the thing i post abt the most uwu

art tag: vaml art

story blog: storycore

hope u enjoy ur stay!!

[deluxinn]

I was tagged by @girlvinland ! Ty!

Favorite colour: Red :D

Last Song: Total Eclipse Of The Heart - Exit Eden

Last movie/TV Show: Parasyte The Grey

Next on my watch list: Ooh I actually don't know! More Kaiji, couple action movies coming out soon. I wanna see Monkey Man

Last game: FF14 and Content Warning

Sweet/savoury/spicy: Sweet and Savoury

Relationship status: In a poly relationship!

Last online search: I think an uwu face LMAO

Current obsession: FF14, and I believe that'll have to continue as I may be getting off trial to get married! I've been thinking of FF in general, like 7-9. But I think Octopath and LAD are always on the mind

Greatest flaw: Having a choice and sticking to it is difficult. I try to change it so that if I think I wanna do something initially, I just start it right after having the thought. Eg. Writing

I've tagged a lot so I'm lazy this time but I appreciate you Bug and everyone who sees this

[greenskellyblob]

Underswap: my way

Queen Toriel rules over her people with a stern and protective hand. She is old, older than the barrier, and she believes she knows how best to keep her people happy and healthy.

Here, the cameras are used to keep the citizens safe from crime and to make sure no one that's struggling gets overlooked. The monsters that are showing signs of Falling Down get the help they need from the Royal Caretakers, headed by Undyne, who do their best to make them hope again. The caretakers provide therapy and medicine as needed. Pills with a low level of determination are one of the latest breakthroughs on that front and so far seem to be fairly safe.

Citizen's well being is put above all else, even their privacy and sometimes even autonomy. It is not forbidden to show negative emotions or be rude towards others, but it's generally thought of as selfish and harmful to others around you, so monsters tend to keep it to themselves. After all, doing too many harmful things might land you in Caretaker's care, since getting better is mandatory under the Queen's orders. Nobody is getting left behind under her rule. And most monsters are alright with it, since they see the Queen's intentions are good and they got used to wearing cheery masks in public.

The few monsters dissatisfied with this state of things join the murderous Traitor in the Ruins of the old capital, all the way on the other side of hotland, or make their own little pockets of privacy where the eyes of the Queen can't reach.

The knowledge that the barrier can be broken has been lost to the years. Some might say it's a purposeful cover up on the side of the Queen to take away a reason for conflict between the monsters and any humans that may fall. Some might say the Queen decided that a prison could be a safe haven for her people. In any case, the peace held for the six human children that fell and spent their lives among the monsters, and it should have held for many more.

But then Chara fell, and they, along with the Queen's adopted child MK, heard of the old legends and chose to try and both free and protect everyone. They wished to show them all the Sun as it cast its rays on the golden flowers of the surface.

[boyancient]

MADE A NEW PSD TODAY AND IT LOOKS GOOD ON FIVE AND NOW IM LIKE............................................... SIDE EYES MY WHOLE AESTHETIC..............................................................................................

[visionmarred-archive]

would love to write a good and creative post here but the message would basically just be “I’m thinking about Yula and Koth and how happy they are together”

that’s all thanks

[the-english-cavalry]

[hillvalleyhuh]

WHERE YOU SHOW FAVORITISM DIFFERENTLY

aka you bully people to show love<3

just thought i would start something fun for the rebrand of this blog lmao and lately, sagau (this au has turned into a pretty broad term lemme know if i should tag it as smth else) has been ROTTING my brain i love the concept behind it

this is me being self indulgent because this is EXACTLY how i would act in genshin–im not a very nice person but i show my love differently

if you guys want more characters or want to request something else, feel free to send me an ask!

includes: gender-neutral reader w/ the main bois aka albedo, childe, diluc, kaeya, and zhongli!

want other characters? take a look

Albedo

at first he doesn’t even know you’re teasing him!!!! honestly he’s just glad you want to be around him at all

you probably call him “chalk boy” just to rile him up but he doesn't even care he's like uwu a nickname? for moi? like binch i'm trying to piss u off stop looking cute!!!!!

at most you're like a cat who tries to get his attention you're semi aware you're being an inconvenience but why won't he pay attention?? (he is but this is too fun) WHAT DID YOU DO???

you think he’s paying too much attention to his experiments? boom knock over a flask!!! he’s writing something down while you’re talking to him? my pencil now heheheh that'll show him!! whatever you say

your grace.,...,.,.,just ask him to talk to you

(no he can't know!!! my pride my dignity!!!!!!)

he thinks it’s cute–he probably even does it purpose because he’s a smart lil f*cker smh if you think you're so smart why aren't you looking at me?? HUH??? stupid head*ss go back to ur chem set binch

you probably say that more times than you can count like who does he think he is??? a GENIUS??!!! your grace...,,yes

be careful though! he isn’t afraid to tease back even if you are the creator! most people think of him as apathetic with no feelings but you see right through him

“Oh? Does their Grace believe my worship is not enough? I thought you liked it when I experiment. Then what else are you here for? Hm? You couldn't have come all the way up the mountain just to stare at me...right All-Creator?"

Childe

he loves it he wants all your attention!!! he doesn't care if it's "mean"!!!! <3

"their grace wants to tease...me?"

YES U HOMICIDAL MANIAC KEEP UP

if you like banter he's your harbinger!!!!!!!!!!!!

"damn ajax you didn't die today? :/"

"well your grace tomorrow is a new day :))"

if you fight you would banter during it and he probably is like probably *heart eyes*

if you aren't however

you, an all-powerful god: no ajax I'm not gonna fight you...

childe: coward smh didn't know the creator was such a loser :/

you: *glowing eyes of DEATH*

there is SO MUCH you can bully about this man

"ajax please.,.,.,that isn't how you hold a bow"

very much high school rivals who are secretly into each other vibe

he truly loves how fun you are which makes him worship you even more if that's possible

however if you team up with scaramouche he gets SO pissy it's insane like the both of you are UNSTOPPABLE it really is scary

and obviously the more he pouts the more you bully him like c'mon babe don't give me more ammo

"Your Grace! Please don't tell Scaramouche how I fell into the lake that one time! Oh? You did? Your Grace whatever shall I do with you? Fine, fine it is a funny story. However, would you like me to tell him how you warmed me up afterward?"

also consider:

you and him are interchangeable in this exchange it depends on the time of day lmao

Diluc

oh

ohohohooh

he is SO fun to tease

at first he would just let it happen with just an odd look on his face...can't upset the creator now can he?

for the first couple of times he probably truly thinks you don't like :/ he's used to hearing people call him grumpy

but after a while and the years he's spent with kaeya he finally realizes you mean no harm

"damn master diluc who made you so grumpy today? did someone tell you that your hair looks really messy today? :/ i mean it does but they didn't have to tell you to your face...how rude"

he just rolls his eyes and continues making drinks and then checks the mirror in the backroom when you're not looking does his hair look weird DOES IT???

honestly the patrons at angel's share have never seen diluc so calm and it's when the creator is bullying teasing him?? you really are the creator!

and oh boy when he realized you do it out of FAVORITISM?? he turns red whenever you tease him it's so cute

you could tease him how stupid his superhero name is or smth when he's doing his nightly duties and he'd act like you just gave him the biggest compliment ever

you: diluc you are so lucky that most of the knights are dumb as rocks because YOU are so stupid how has nobody figured out you're batman the darknight hero?? you barely even change your appearance? i bet you change your voice to seem lower to look cooler stars above i hate you

diluc, turning into a strawberry: im in love with u

after a while he'll tease you right back, we all know that man is a bundle of dry humor wrapped up in a coat and it'll leave you flustered every time

"Thank you, your Grace I'll take your suggestions of my after-dark identity into consideration. I consider myself blessed to have such a thoughtful and amenable God watching out for me. Are you this considerate to all of your loyal subjects or do you just give me your special attention? Should I get down on my knees and thank you properly?"

Kaeya

oh lord what a menace

right off the bat he sees right through he KNOWS you tease him because he likes you because he's exactly the same

you know "how 'bout it boss" line? yeah he probably calls you boss instead of something appropriate like your actual titles he wouldn't dare call you by your actual name though that is a privilege he does not deserve

honestly the two of you probably get into fake fights on purpose just for the drama of it all

"what kind of person let alone GOD forgets to blow out a candle? you could have burned the city down? i cannot believe our "all-loving" creator hates us so that they would do this"

"maybe if you stopped drinking and put away your tits this wouldn't have happened...were you so drunk last night that you couldn't have done it yourself?"

he would probably joke that your "old world" didnt want you and spat you out to teyvat and you're like "you know what? you're probably right lmao"

he'd laugh it off and so would you but on the inside he's like did i offend them?? oh my god kaeya what the F*CK??? was that too far??? what is wrong with you????????

the knights would be MORTIFIED by the way he speaks to you

one day however a knight tries to tease you and kaeya goes OFF absolutely bonkers

he can tease you but no one else he's a bit jealous/protective

you tease him more if you find out

"Hm? Of course, I defended your honor, Boss. We can't have people thinking they can go about slandering our good creator's name. Why, yes, I do tease you from time to time but that is only in good nature and a form of worship. If you want, however, I can show you a different way I worship you."

Zhongli

now i don't want to be stereotypical with mr zhongli here, but honestly you two look like an old married couple bickering

you know those ones at restaurants that are like "i hope i die soon so i dont have see your ugly face anymore" and the other one is like "yes yes go to hell honey anyways we'll share the soup <3"

yeah that's how it goes

people are still like "wow how cute" so like who cares lmao

he thinks it's very amusing whenever you're mean to him because most of the time it only happens around other people

like once you guys are alone it's sappy as hell and he wouldn't want it any other way except nobody believes him when he says how kind you and how you even cook for him from time to time

flame his *ss for never having mora while you're paying for everything he wants ok sugar baby zhongli

you and hu tao are absolutely the worst though please do not team up against him

he counters this though by pretending how honored he is that the all-creator picked him, a lowly humble man

he is VERY grateful and shows it but cmon..."lowly humble man"? stfu morax you used to eat gods for breakfast

zhongli: everyday i thank rex lapis for allowing this union between the creator and i. i do not know what i did to deserve his praise or their grace's...rex lapis truly is amazing

you: are you f*cking kidding me

all in all though it is very cute he would be saying how pretty you look today and kisses your hand and meanwhile you're blushing super badly and you're like "you're ugly and i hate you"

he responds with a smug lil smile every time that makes you want to punch him

"Well, your grace, as much as I enjoy your teasing and vice versa, just know that I mean every word when I say how grateful I am for you to bless me with your companionship. I will gladly be the brunt of every scathing joke you make if it means I can hear your lovely voice."

[smol-ackerman]

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favourite artist: led zeppelin

when I created my blog: 23rd feb 2021. this blog is still very baby uwu.

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dream job: not sure. anything that'll pay me well is my dream job lmao 👁️👄👁️

average sleeping hours: 8 hrs on holidays. working days 5hrs max.

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uwu 🧡

[bluleys]

Mini D&D Mixes: I’ve been wanting to do some mini mixes for my D&D campaign’s NPCs. Here’s the first focused on The Druid Circle. The Druid Circle were once a powerful and influential group of druids who floated the city of Leora onto the great lake. These days they’re just a rag tag group of magic users trying to deal with Leora’s water crisis.

IMRYLL - PRYSCILLA - CAINE - THEREN

[quackeroos]

locker notes | p.parker

Pairing: peter parker x reader

Summary: peter sends a love note to liz. but what if it was sent to the wrong person?

Warnings: None

Words: 1.2k

Notes: originally posted on my wattpad account @aestheticarii. i’ll most likely post some of my other works on here soon! part 2 will be published soon!

*gif is not mine.

General Masterlist | Series Masterlist

"Oh! Draw more heart doodles on it, that'll make it look cuter!"

"Ned, it's a love note, not a sketchbook."

"Why not? Maybe Liz will like it!" Peter ignores Ned's comment and continued on writing. To be honest, the cafeteria was not the best place to write one of these. His hands were already sweaty and he couldn't focus on anything because of the constant babbling of students. When he got to the last sentence, he lets out a sigh of happiness and relief. Ned swore, he saw stars sparkle in those brown eyes of his.

"Looks great! Show it to MJ. Ask her for insights before giving it to Liz." before the two could even walk up to the girl, MJ had already sat in front of them, an unsatisfied look on her face as always. "Show me what, dorks?" Peter and Ned jump in their seats at the sudden presence of their friend. "You should really stop doing that. Anyway, what do you think about Peter's love note?"

"Ned! Not so loud!" MJ takes the piece of paper from his hand and reads it quietly. Her eyes scanned over the words written in ink with the slightly messy handwriting. The boys watch quietly as she silently judges the letter. Once she was done, her eyes looked up and sets down the paper. "This sucks. Did you literally just put in a Shakespeare quote in the end?" Peter blushed in his seat, embarrassed.

"I-I thought it would make it more romantic."

"Clearly. I can already tell by the heart doodles." Ned snickered at the side, and that earned him a nudge from Peter. "Dude." he whispered, in which his friend replied with a lopsided smile and a shrug. "You know what would really make this romantic? A poem."

"A poem?"

"That's what I said, didn't I?"

"I'm not g-good with poems, actually."

MJ stares for a moment and takes a piece of special paper from her bag along with a pen. Peter and Ned observed her writing and in only three minutes, she was done. "Here. Start over with your message and be direct to the point. You were using way too much metaphors in the last one." and without another word, she leaves with her tray and backpack on her shoulder. The boys looked at her with confusion before reading the poem.

"Wow. She really did a good job on that poem."

"Yeah she did. I guess I better go write a new message."

By the end of lunch, Peter had already finished his letter and immediately gives it to Ned. He was reluctant at first, because if this plan goes wrong he wouldn't know what to do. "You know what to do right?" He asks before handing it to him. "Secretly go to Liz's locker, slip in the letter, and walk away without anyone noticing. Don't worry dude, I got your back!" Ned gives him an encouraging pat, taking the letter as he does so. He walked through the halls, finding a certain locker that belonged to Liz Allan. Peter watches nervously behind one of the trophy shelves. His anxiety was eating him whole and the fast rate of his heartbeat wasn't helping.

Ned looked around him before he could slip in the letter. A couple of students were in the halls, others were already in class, now was the perfect time. When he had successfully slipped the note in, the two teens made a run for it. Peter bumps a passerby student who was walking briskly towards her own class. Her books fall down and it echoed around the now empty hall.

Y/n looks up from the floor and lets out an angry huff. "Hey! watch where you're going!" The boy looked back and only yelled back a "Sorry!" before going up the flight of stairs towards his classroom. Her annoyed groan bounced off the walls of the halls. Today wasn't one of her best days where she normally wouldn't he mind the people around her. But a recent event had struck a nerve on her and she couldn't move on with it. She brought the burden all the way to her next class and decided to focus on the topic ahead of her. 

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　

Class ended later on. Students rush out of their classrooms and immediately went for their own lockers, eager to leave the dreadful building. Y/n walked at her own pace, not seeming to care of her schoolmates' loud personalities. She opened her locker and stuffed all of the things she used earlier, also taking one book she'll be needing for doing homework. Pulling out the book, a piece of paper with a heart on it drops at her feet. She eyes it curiously before picking it up. Y/n unfolds the paper and reads the letters written in black ink.

Her heart begins to beat rapidly, blood rising to her cheeks, making her flush red. Her eyes blinked once, twice, to believe if the letter was real. What made her even more intrigued was the last note under it, though it was in a different handwriting, a little messier.

Meet me in the gym.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　

Peter waited anxiously inside the gymnasium. He sat by the benches, fiddling with the ends of his hoodie. His heart was racing and his mind was all over the place. What was taking her so long? He couldn't stand waiting and the longer the minutes had passed, the more he was getting anxious. Thirty minutes had passed and Liz was still nowhere in sight. Everyone in school was probably out by this time. Peter decided it was finally time to leave.

He looks at the time on his phone again and back to the doors of the gym. "I better leave." he says to himself before taking the straps of his backpack. Just when he was about to leave, the gym doors suddenly burst open. Peter froze in his place like a reindeer caught in headlights. His heart beats rapidly and palms start to get sweaty. He becomes calm for a little bit, only to realise that it wasn't Liz who came. In fact, it was another girl.

Peter had seen her a few times; along the halls, in some of his classes and in the cafeteria. Y/n, he thinks her name was. She was mostly known for being Liz's cousin, a member of the student council and homecoming committee.

"Uhh... Hi." Peter greets softly. "I was just about to leave. The gym's all yours."

The girl didn't reply, instead he looked at him blankly. She strides towards Peter and met him face to face. Y/n was just a few centimeters shorter, so it wasn't hard to meet his eyes. Peter awkwardly stands, he grips on the straps of his backpack even tighter.  "Uhhm... If you need to go have some alone time to plan for the homecoming I can totally do it."

"Parker, right?" She speaks up. Peter making him look up from the ground. "Y-yeah. I'm Parker. P-peter Parker." he manages to reply.

Her eyes squints and it made Peter feel more intimidated, despite being a little smaller than her. "Alright then, Peter Parker. Before you leave, I have one question for you." Y/n reaches in the pocket of her pants and pulls out a piece of paper. She held it in between her index and middle finger. He recognised the paper immediately, his blood turns cold.

"Did you write this?"

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part 2 of Locker Notes

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“little by little”

P. 30 / ?? S.M. AU. 1/3

Martha Kent was surprised, sure. What was this well-dressed man doing in her house? Jon was immediately at her side, as if on the defensive, and you were the one to take a step foward. “Hello, Mr. Wayne” Ah, so he was Bruce Wayne, Clark's... friend. “Hello, Y/N, nice to see you again”, then he turned to Martha, “I'm sorry for intruding your home like this, Mrs. Kent” he said, and she shook her head. “It's quite alright”, he offered a small smile, polite but tense. “I needed to talk to you, Y/N, about what happened”, you crossed your arms, on the defensive too, and Martha looked at you. You were such a sweet girl! What did those bats do to you to have you so on edge? She felt her motherly instincts kicking in just by looking at the way your lips trembled. But you smiled at her and told her to get the food started, you would take care of this. Jon, being the sweetheart that he is, stayed by you.

“I think everything has been said, sir”, you took two plastics bags from the floor and made a beeline for the kitchen, but the Batman blocked your way. “It was not a question, Y/N” “Yeah, it was an order, and I didn't abide”, you grunted, “So if you could please move so I can put this away, that'd be great”. You didn't know if it was because of the shock of not intimidating you, or the way you were glaring daggers into his skull, but he moved to the side obediently. “Thank you”, and you were gone, with Jon right behing you with the other seven bags of groceries. When you emerged, Jon still following you like a protective puppy, you expected him to be gone.

But no, of course not, he was still standing there. A powerful man, dressed in a ridiculously expensive suit, looking tremendously uncomfortable. You had a feeling he wasn't used to being denied. “What do you want exactly, Mr. Wayne?”, you asked, patience wearing thin. “I told you” “Talk, then” He glared at you, and the resemblance he shared with Damian was uncanny. It made your heart clench painfully in your chest. “Have you told anyone what you know?” “No” “Are you sure? ” You looked at him as if he had grown a second head, “Am I sure—? Of course I am sure” “How did you find out” “You know that already or you wouldn't be here otherwise” “I still want to hear it from you” “No, you want to see if both stories match”. He was impressed, you were assesing him with seriousness and a cutthroat behaviour. Damian had impeccable taste in women, “Impressive” “Not really, just common sense”. Alright, you were a box full of surprises.

“I think we should go for a walk, so we can talk more... easily”, you scoffed, did he really think you were stupid? “I think you meant privately”, you looked at Jon and nodded, and he left to help his grandma with lunch. “Follow me”, and you were out the door, Bruce right behind you. “How did you get here so fast? It takes nearly 18 hours driving from Gotham” “I have my ways”, and when you saw Superman outside the house, you knew which ways. But... Did Superman really carry Batman all the way here or—? “Hi, Y/N, it's good to see you”, he said, and smiled kindly, “Oh... Um, hi”. You kicked yourself mentally but he just smiled wider. “Jon told me about your little discovery”, he said cheerfully, but you were on alert now. No matter how much effort he put into looking non-threatening, you understood a warning when you saw one. “I can imagine how you feel after finding out about all of us” “Miserable”, you saw him open his mouth, flabbergasted, brows knitted together, “That's how I feel”. You descended the few steps the porch had, and faced him, “I just found out all the people I hold dear lied to my face day and night, so I'm not thrilled”, then you turned to Bruce, any traces of patience now gone, “And now I have to put up with an uncalled-for interrogation”, you closed your eyes for a second, annoyed, and took a deep breath. “It's a pleasure to see you again, Mr. Kent”. You started walking towards a little bench under the shade of an oak, not bothering to see if Batman followed you.

You plopped down, and watches as Bruce took his sweet time to get there. It was scary how much Damian looked like him. Same strong shoulders, same face shape, wide chest, the hands. He sat down next to you, his brow sweating slightly. “You shouln't have come to Kansas in a suit, you'll melt”, you offered him a tissue, which he accepted. “I'm sure Martha would lend you some clothes that'll fit you if you asked”. He shook his head, saying he was fine. As stubborn as his son, you thought. You cleared your throat, “What do you want, Mr. Wayne?”, he was staring ahead, at the vast extensions of greenery, “You already know I won’t say anything about... All of this”, you said quietly, and he sensed how much being kept idnorant of their nightly activities had hurt you. He decided to cut straight to the point, “I want you to come back”, he didn't wait for you to protest, instead, he continued, “Damian... He is not alright. He refuses to leave his room, he only comes out to check on his pets and eats only when pestered enough about it”. You could feel your heart trying to escape your body, pained and bleeding for him. Did it really hurt him that much? “I can only imagine how you feel after finding out. And your reaction was only natural, I understand. But...”, he seemed at a loss for words for a second, “Please, come back to Gotham. I'm not asking you you to forgive him, to forgive them. But talk to them. They are all so miserable lately...”.

You rubbed your eyes, getting rid of your teary eyes. “Alright, lets say I come back with you, and talk to them. Then what? What can guarantee they won't lie to me again?” “After seeing what lying to you caused in the first place? I don't think they will ever dare”. You considered it for a moment, unconvinced. Then you nodded. “I'll come back to Gotham, but on one condition” “Whatever it is, you got it”. He regreted it the moment he said it, seeing your evil smirk, “Good, i'll tell you what it is when everything is done”.

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