#[i was gonna have her like 'yea go ahead buy me one' ]

[thefoxtrot008]

Dialogue Prompts

Alright, you guys. Here is part 8 of the dialogues list! It's pretty long, this time though these aren't categorized, so enjoy! :)

"This is the best possible outcome we could come up with?!" "I don't know how we keep getting ourselves into these situations."

"And we stand one grade A dumbass." "This is a dumb idea." "So, do it."

"For real, you just jinxed us for all the years to come."

"Don't talk to me unless you're coming to apologize!" "Well, don't worry! I won't"

"You befriended a cult?!"

"That was my bad eye anyway."

"Why is everybody crying? Nobody died."

"Only five visitors at a time!"

"Just in case I didn't get the chance to do it again."

"Thanks for pushing me out of my chair, I guess."

"Why do I have to compete if I didn't do it?"

"And how do you plan on skating by that conversation?"

"Since when did you get so hot?"

"I'm not dead!"

"What?! When did it happen? This is news!"

"Wow. Way to leave me behind."

"You'll have that scar forever, I'm afraid."

"What is more important here? Your freedom? Or theirs?"

"This is close quarters, no?"

"You broke up with him via a letter?!" "It was a detailed letter. Better than over the phone!" "Doesn't make it any better."

"We're going to be late, come on."

"He's just going to find some way to making this my fault isn't he?"

"You're supposed to hit the ball! Not miss it!"

"You'll be lucky if they let you try out again after what happened last year."

"What? You didn't think I was going to do all of this by myself did you?" "I've got to go and make a call." "I've got to go do uh... costume checks..." "Guess it's just you and me cowboy." "I've got to uh..." "If you stay, I'll buy you dinner." "I was gonna go to the bathroom."

"Stop fidgeting. You look good."

"You can look but don't touch."

"My husband's going to kick your ass." "I don't think you understand the severity of the situation."

"Are you sure that's the way it's supposed to go? That doesn't look good."

"I'll only have some of yours if you have some of mine."

"You know, for a thief, you're a bad liar."

"You two better get your stories straight. You better give me a reason as to why you're doing this."

"And what if everything doesn't go to plan? Hmm? There's always that possibility. What, you're gonna pick her over all of us?"

"Hey... uh... I thought you were uh... still mad at me." "Oh, believe me. I still am. But I uh..." "Can't sleep?"

"I can't live like this! Something is wrong. Are you going to tell me what it is?" "You have to ASK what is wrong? Shouldn't you know?!" "I don't, that's why I'm asking."

"Did you put batteries in it?" "Yea, I put batteries in it."

"You left because you got bored?!"

"Later, you and I are going to have a conversation you wish we never had."

"It's about time you guys showed up! Where the hell have you been?!" "We had... a technical difficulty."

"What?! We want to come!" "Not this time. Stay in the car."

"You wanna get out of here?" "Have you done anything like this before?" "No. But this is rather exciting isn't it?"

"So, all of these guys are your brothers?" "Yep. All eleven of them."

"It wouldn't hurt if you asked him." "No, he won't do it. He got out of the game years ago." "He'll do it if I ask him."

"Now, are you going to be a lady and tell me what the gig is?" "Now, where would the fun in that be?"

"And if I don't take it?" "Then this conversation never happened and we've never met... but I do hope, you'll reconsider."

"Any other questions? No? Good."

"Oh, don't let me stop you. Go ahead with the plan." "Glad we have your permission."

"And prey tell, what can you do sweetheart?" "I was hoping you'd never have to find out, but since you asked."

"No! Absolutely not! This is not happening!" "Stay away from my sister! About 10 ft from my sister!" "Quit looking at him like that!" "I can't help it if he's handsome!" "You can't tell me who I can and can date you're not mom!"

"I can handle myself. If he does anything to me, I'll beat him to a pulp." "That's my girl."

"Well, sweetheart. It's just us now. What exactly, is it that you wanna do?"

"Aw, babe. you were worried about me?" "That's all that you got from that conversation?!" "Admit it. You were worried."

"It won't go any other way. I swear, if we have to do this again, I'm gonna.."

"Thank you for staying and helping." "Eh. It''s no problem. Besides, it gives me more time to spend with you." "That was so smooth, I can't."

"You just got out of prison and you went to see him first instead of coming to see me? I'm offended."

"We'll need a crew." "We haven't gotten that far yet."

"We've got a proposition for you. If you're interested." "What's the target?" "holy shit." "it's a lot."

"hey. if you want this to work, this is what I need."

"I mean, if this is something that you want, we'll help you. but if you fail, just prepare to be the laughing stock again." "Bold of you to assume, I've recovered from last year."

"Why were they not present at the time of your discretion?"

"And this letter is for you." "Is it from lover boy? I bet it's from lover boy." "Oh, shove off! So, what if it is?"

"he was our captain, why aren't we getting these offers?" "maybe he likes me better."

"Yea, but you put em' in their place. I wouldn't have gotten off without you." "It's what I'm here for."

"alright. that's it. I'm out."

"What do you mean IF you offended me?!" "Alright!!! I'm sorry that I've offended you!"

"Tell him, that I need a little more space here." "Just apologize!" "Why me?! She overreacted!" "I'm sorry - I overreacted?!" "What?! Just when this was getting good." "Break up. break up. break up, please, for my sake, break up!"

"Oh, come on, love. We have to talk about this!" "Oh, now you wanna talk about this?!"

"Okay. Let's go. We've traveled with you all day, now you're coming with us at night." "But we can't see at night." "Sounds more of like a you problem, doesn't it?"

"I gave it to them." "And who are you to give it to them, when it's rightfully mine!"

"Do you have to go?" "Believe me. I don't want to my love, but I have to."

"I hope he realizes what he's doing." "me too."

"Would all of you please just SHUT UP!!!... he has something he would like to say!" "Thank you."

"I'll go! I'll distract them. I'm good at that." "they will tear you apart." "It'll be enough time to give you what you need."

"he's right. you can't go." "since when are you in complete agreement with him?" "since now. you could die or... or be severely injured you know that right?"

"while you deal with them, I'll go and grab the door." "don't let anyone else in!" "yea, okay."

"this is nice, your place. did you do it yourself?"

"just doing my duty as a good host!" "you seem to be taking this much better than your brother." "you're not supposed to eat that!" "how are you not freaking out about this?! they're destroyed our home, mind you!" "you always do overreact to everything."

"excuse me, but I will not have you insult my own brother in our own home. now, I must ask you to apologize, or to leave. you can find your hospitality elsewhere."

"she doesn't know what love is!" "then this might be a good chance for her to find out."

"you're siding with them!?" "I am not. I'm merely eating."

"you cannot stop this."

"nope. you cannot have one or the other. we come in a package deal. you get both of us." "what is the matter with you?! what makes you think I want to be apart of any of this?!" "this is what we've dreamed about since we were kids! you're telling me you don't want to be apart of this?!"

"you might be the only one to convince him of this."

"I want learn how to do that." "oh, I don't think that you could handle something like this, love." "pft. love? alright. someone hand me a sword so, I can kick his ass." "don't you dare you go easy on me." "believe me love, I won't. trust me when I say that." "five pounds on the girl, she loses." "you're on."

"I'd think twice before doing something like this." "I've already made up my mind. you're not stopping me." "alright. I'll step aside then." "that's right, you better."

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And.... that's a wrap folks! :)

[robinruns]

My thoughts on Taylor, as of late

In my opinion, people don't need to speak on every single thing someone else in their life is saying or doing. The issue I have, though, is the fact that she started hanging out with Matty, and has continued to do so, long after his racist and gross comments came to light. When she found out she could have cut him off, but she chose to stay around him.

My friend made the comment the other day that this might be a contractual PR relationship. If that's the case, Taylor needs to fire whoever thought this would be a good idea. I know those sorts of things happen WAAAAAY more often than you'd think, but still. Taylor, look at how frustrated, disgusted, mad, sad your fans are! And maybe more importantly to you, look at how this reflects on you.

And that's the thing, with the announcement of Midnights version 29173, we know she sees what people are saying because she went back in to re-record Snow At The Beach with Lana! Yes I'm sure the new version of Karma (the irony) with Ice Spice was recorded a while back, but again, the fucking optics of it all. It would make a lot more of an impact if Taylor took this moment to let us know that she doesn't tolerate racists and that Matty was out of her life. But he's not so...

And I know the swifties who come for every single person who dares critique Taylor, love to scream about people just making it about her relationships, so I won't. I have PLENTY of critiques about her business dealings too.

I'm not gonna criticize someone, especially a woman, wanting to achieve high levels of success. I've got no problem with a singer branching out into other forms of media. But her recent attempts toward getting recognition in the movie world, and potentially an EGOT if that's her goal, is getting... hamfisted feels like the wrong word here (but it is like 4:45 am right now so forgive me if this isn't my most concise take ever). Carolina wasn't that good of a song, and the movie it was for wasn't it either. Trying to get an Oscar nom for 10 Minute All Too Well? I mean it doesn't hurt to try, but do you really need to do that? Do you really think it was Oscar worthy? It was a good, emotional music video. But if those are the qualifications, I demand a retroactive nomination for The Ghost of You by MCR. That made me feel more in a lot less time. Just saying.

Then we get to the cluster fuck that has been the Midnights era. My list of grievances is long. To start, the fact that no lead single was released ahead of the album is really presumptuous. I know it was a move to say "look how much I can sell without even releasing anything!" But it's frustrating as a fan. Give us something!

And then allllll the different versions. Good lord. So first she announces the album, pre-sales go up. Then a week later "oh yea, here are three more variants!" Two weeks later "Did you get all 4 versions? Because they make a clock!!" Girl we get it, it's called Midnights, this is clearly just a ploy to sell more records to people YOU KNOW will buy multiple copies of the same thing!! Two weeks later "Want a signed version? Now you can order those too!" Then somewhere in there she announces a Target exclusive version with an exclusive song (and two alternate versions of songs on the album). Seriously? So now there are FIVE different variants people can buy and the difference is there is 1 extra song on 1 version.

This is exploiting fans. She knows that people will buy all four and make that dumb clock because she sold kits to put it up on your wall and make it a literal clock! Stringing out the announcements like that is only artificially driving up the sales too so she can say "look how much I sold!"

Then! This one really pissed me off, The 3 AM edition. So after all those versions trickled out, the album drops and "SURPRISE here's ANOTHER version of the album for you to download with all these songs that aren't on ANY of the 5 albums you already bought! And no, they won't be available outside the US."

Come on.

And that's not getting into the 10000 different remixes she has been releasing for all the singles, again doing nothing but driving up numbers. There's making art and earning a living, and then there's exploiting a dedicated fanbase that will spend everything they have just to show support.

And that's what they did when the Eras Tour was announced. Yes I know Ticketmaster was very much to blame for this. Yes Ticketmaster is a disgusting monopoly and needs to be taken down, but that doesn't change she was at the center of it. That doesn't change that she chose to leave dynamic pricing in place, driving up the cost of seats. Not that they were cheap to begin with! But since my friends and I would have to travel at least a few hours, get a hotel, etc, I quickly lost interest in it all. Yes an artist, as they reach the pinnacle of their career, will have more and more expensive tickets, it's expected, but from my perspective, it feels more like watching a dragon sit on its hoard of gold. The only thought given toward the fan seems to be "Well they'll buy it, so I'll sell it!"

And lastly, we know that Taylor knows how to stay out of the spotlight. She did it from 2016 through the majority of 2017. She made an album at that time, she came and went from her homes in that time. But now she can't move without there being a massive pack of fans. We get it, you want to be seen now, so don't cry to us over a lack of privacy at this point. If you really liked Matty you could hide the relationship away instead of flaunting it for the world (Joe) to see. You want us to see you with that edgelord. So do you really care about what your fans feel? Or do you just care how much they'll spend? Because no amount of good songwriting is going to top that.

[slightlysuspect]

Rock Bottom

Dirk and the crew find themselves in a tight spot amidst the economic collapse

Dirk Correia

"Absolutely not. I'm not humoring any offers for Republic Credits." I say.

"Dirk please be reasonable." Kha'to says. "The amount of credits will be lucrative." Scoff. Republic Credits are quickly becoming about as valuable as bantha fodder, and the only guarantee is that tomorrow they'll be worth less than they were today.

"Kha'to it's not happening. What about the new stuff? You got the Black Gold?" Black Gold. Officially coined as the Corporate Euro. As the Credit continues to bottom out, the Euro only grows more valuable. That's the stuff I want, but only the Corporations have it.

"If I had Black Gold do you really think I'd still be on this spiraling rock?" Kha'to asks. "2 million credits. It's as good a deal as you're gonna get."

"Wow 2 million huh? That's more than all my career earnings, but you know as well as I do that in a month I won't be able to buy water with that."

"So then spend it fast." Kha'to says. He makes a valid point. 2 million credits would put me ahead of the inflation rate, and I might be able to get some decent stuff on the black market. That's the plan then. One last job, grab a ship and some gear, and get off Coruscant. The government can't even keep the lights on and water running in the underworld, and we're all beginning to starve because we can't afford food. People are about to start getting desperate, and I don't wanna be here when it really hits the fan.

"4 million." I say.

"Whatever. I'm not going to argue over nickels." Kha'to says. "Just get it done."

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What a world we live in. We finally win the war, and yet now life is worse than ever. As I walk to the hideout, I observe my fellow citizens of the Republic. There are constant rolling blackouts as the grid falters. No one's willing to work anymore because a days wages won't provide enough to feed your family, and the infrastructure is failing apart as a result. There's no natural light in the underworld, so when the lights go out, it's pitch black. And dangerous. Not that it wasn't always dangerous, but when the lights go out, it's truly terrifying. I've been keeping an eye out for batteries that are becoming harder and harder to find, so I can power a flashlight I keep with me for when it goes dark. The batteries are cheap, yet so expensive. It's a bizarre contradiction. I walk past a food vendor, who's being robbed at knifepoint for a cup of noodles. Most vendors have stopped selling merchandise on the streets, as it's quite simply too dangerous. I guess this noodle man has yet to learn his lesson. Dawson can barely afford to keep his bar stocked, and his customers certainly can't afford to pay for the drinks. No doubt the underworld is doomed to collapse. The only question is if my crew will still be here when it happens.

"Fuentes! Any luck finding dinner?" I yell as I enter the hideout.

"You have to stop asking me to be the food stealer." She says. "I don't like being the reason people go hungry."

"I wouldn't say you're the reason they're going hungry." Diego says. "I just think you're the one they'll blame." Fuentes scowls at her brother.

"Relax guys." Dawson says with his signature smirk, as he enters the hideout with Ahsoka. "Me and Ahsoka were able to convince a generous man to give us some plump chickens." He raises the birds in the air, while Ahsoka walks over to the couch.

"They got 'bout 3 trillion people on this planet." Millie says as she lubricates a rifle. "Maybe it's time we do some huntin'."

"Eww gross." Fuentes says.

"Yea no bad idea." I say. A loud lurch rings through the walls, and then the power goes out. "Ahhhh. Ahsoka can you-" I cast my flashlight in her direction, and see her passed out on the couch, so I walk over and turn on our backup generator myself. "Look Coruscant is about to go under no doubt about it, and I see no reason for us to be here until the bitter end. It's time we left this dump to go lay low in the Outer Rim."

"Outer Rim?" Dawson asks. "Nah it's boring as hell out there. There's gotta be somewhere else we can go." Leave it to Dawson to complain.

"Whatever!" I exclaim. "I don't care where we go, as long as we don't stay here."

"Amen to that." Fuentes says with a smirk. "So then what's the plan?"

"We've got a job." I say.

"Did you get the Black Gold?" Fuentes asks with excitement in her eyes.

"4 million credits." I say, and I'm met with a bunch of disappointed frowns. "But hey that's decent start up capital to help us pay any fees people may expect. We take a fat stack of credits, find ourselves a ship, and try our luck in a different cesspool."

Fuentes sighs and says, "Yea I guess." Enthusiasm is clearly declining among the crew, but it's hard to blame them.

"So what's the job?" Diego asks.

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"Alright it's simple really." I say.

"What's simple about robbing the government?" Fuentes asks.

"Hey at least we finally get to see some sunshine." I say. The job admittedly is rather not simple. The Republic is moving a substantial load of credits out of the Central Reserve to redistribute to the banks. They're moving these credits in a transport on the surface of Coruscant, which mean this job could get really hot, really fast. Our job is to hijack the transport, and drive it to a safe house on 3377 without the authorities realizing that it's stolen. There's a lot of clone activity up here, so this needs to be smooth. Admittedly I really don't know why anyone cares about this truck of credits, but it's being escorted by a couple speeders.

"I got eyes on the convoy." Millie says through the communicator.

"Good." I say. "Alright intel says they'll drive through a choke, at which point Diego will jam their communications, and Ahsoka will start a traffic jam. Can you handle that Ahsoka?" She becomes more of a liability every day. I've been pretty hesitant to trust her to do anything, especially after that incident with the train...

"You really think I can't do anything huh?" Ahsoka responds on the com link. I roll my eyes. I still can't figure out why the rest of the crew is still down to work with her.

"Can you please just crash your speeder on the signal?" I ask. "Repeat after me. I will crash my speeder when I am signaled." Radio silence. I don't have time for her games. "Ok once traffic is stopped, Dawson and I commandeer the escort speeders, Millie takes out the transport driver, and Fuentes hops in to take the wheel. We convoy to the safe house and voila, payday."

"Just a brilliant plan." Fuentes says. Fuentes always has something to say.

"Convoy's in position." Millie announces.

"Alright boys masks on. It's go time." I say. "Diego jam 'em."

"Convoy jammed." Diego responds.

"Ahsoka stop traffic." I say. No response. "Ahsoka! What's the deal?" A few moments later a massive fireball explodes in front of the convoy. "Whoa! What was that? Ahsoka come in!" Still quiet. She's probably fine right? "Ok uhhh, the convoy's stuck so Dawson, Fuentes, let's move in." We start our speeders and move in close proximity to our respective targets. "Millie take the shot." I see a laser crisply take out the transport driver.

"Target down." Millie says, while Dawson and I take out the speeders.

"Fuentes, do you have positive control of the transport?" I ask.

"Affirmative." Fuentes responds.

"Alright let's roll before anyone can make sense of the chaos."

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I've always thought of myself as a planner, but I wouldn't say I ever expect things to go according to plan. However, as we pulled the transport into the safe house, I couldn't help but notice how everything went according to plan. I mean I guess Ahsoka set off that random explosion, and I haven't seen her since, but how much smoother could you ask a job Ahsoka's on to go?

Kha'to emerges from the safe house with a couple burly associates and asks, "You made it here without being followed? Most impressive Dirk." He turns to his muscle and says, "Open the transport." The men open the back, and a collection of Roonan are found in the back.

"What is the meaning of this?" A male Roonan asks. "Where have you taken us?"

"Wait there was people in the transport?" I ask Kha'to. "That wasn't part of the deal."

"I recall the deal being you bring a transport to this safe house, and you don't ask questions." Kha'to responds. He holds a suitcase out to me and says, "Your credits, assuming you don't have any more problems."

Millie cuts in and says, "Nope. He's fresh out of complaints." She grabs the case and says, "Thank you kind sir."

I speak in a lowered voice, "Millie are we just gonna allow these people to get kidnapped?"

"Yes we are." Fuentes cuts in. "I'm sure there's a good reason, and we've got our own problems! Just let it go, Dirk."

"You can't do this!" One of the Roonan says as Kha'to's associates bag his head and restrain his hands. "I am a Republic Senator! This crime will not go unpunished!" Oh man what've we gotten ourselves into this time?

"Dirk relax." Fuentes says. "We were just leaving this planet remember? Everything's gonna be fine, as long as we don't wait around too long."

"Fine. Whatever." I say. "But I have a bad feeling about this."

Author's Note

I struggle through the dilemma I've created in my head, and I'll get curious of the root of my problem. At some point, I ask myself a question. Do I want this writing to be perfect? And I feel like the obvious answer is yes, but the answer really has got so much more depth to it than that. Is perfection attainable? I think it's possible to get close enough to it that the difference is negligible. But perfection isn't simple. Perfection is dedicated. Perfection is insatiable. Perfection demands your commitment and hard work. You have to want perfection, it won't just fall in your lap. But I also like to tell myself, "Oh it's ok! It doesn't have to be perfect." Because at my core I mostly just want to release an idea out to be discovered. I want to create something that I enjoy and have fun with, and it would be awesome if I inspired someone else to create something. Yet for some reason I seem to be unsatisfied with the lacking perfection of my writing. I can't seem to be happy with the versions of my writing I'm producing. I feel like I should be doing more, yet I feel so incapable of doing so. After all I have no legitimate writing experince beyond whatever I learned in grade school however many years ago. I don't fundamentally believe that I posses the baseline knowledge to attain perfection. But I'm a believer that experience is the best teacher, so why can't I just be satisfied with what results from my most juvenile writings? But maybe the real problem is that I don't currently feel like my current writing is perfect. And maybe I should lower the bar when I ask the question. Do I think my writing is good? I would say I do. I think people who really like Star Wars will really love my writing, but I do think I cater to a very specific niche. A more thought provoking question, do I think my writing is interesting to a more casual fan? I guess I'd say I hope so, but to be honest I have no idea.

[rylie-and-caspian]

You should write marina x pearl cuz y not

you’re so right anon (cough cough mootie) i definitely didn’t ask to request this so it wouldn’t seem unprompted and like no-one asked for it!!!!!!!!

!!sex warning!! weeooweeoo

(also fourth wall breaking + references to human/non-splatoon thingz ahead. this means nothing for ryguy lore lolol)

(you can also find this dumb shit [now edited] on my ao3)

pearl and marina were sitting in their lil talk show building with the bigass window and actually not talking about anything for once. i know. i was there. i zoomed in on them. they weren’t talking. they didn’t even wave. i mean what

you see, they had become a lil awkward the past week cuz poor marina was narrating her diary in her room and pearl was eavesdropping. this entry was about how much she wanted to do something to a certain someone

so yea. it was eerily quiet in the studio. they didn’t put on their lil splatcast with much gusto either. every kid in town was wondering if their idols were ok or what

“so.” said pearl. “uh. should we talk about it, yo?”

marina didn’t say anything for a while. then,

“how much did you hear?”

“uh. like,” pearl began. “i heard you say, ‘i. wan. na,” she said with small, awkward pauses in between each syllable

pearl gulped. “like, i heard you say you… wanna… uh… peg… cod this is hard”

marina jumped a little from pearl saying “hard.” her giant fucking headphones fell down from the sudden movement

pearl took a deep, dramatic inhale, and tried once again, “YOU WANNA PEG LIL JUDD!!!!”

“um what” marina said

pearl’s face was red as shit from embarrassment. like a crying kid who pissed his stupid pants on an airplane. but also there was a glimmer of confusion in her eyeballs

“that’s what you said, m-dawg,” pearl replied

“no it’s not”

“literally was, girl”

“i will actually find the diary page and read it back to you, pearl. it didn’t say that”

“bet”

~~~

“ok i have the diary,” marina said. “super jumped all the way back to our coddamn apartment for this shit”

“listen rina,” said pearl, “it’s fine if you wanna fuck lil judd and you just need to get it out of your system… via diary. just don’t do it in real life and it’s cool-”

“pearl i swear to you i didn’t write that i wanted to peg lil judd-”

“ok, so you claim to not have written it, but that doesn’t mean you still don’t want to-“

“if you keep this up i’m gonna start getting the idea that you wanna peg lil judd!!”

“just read the page, bro!!!”

marina pried the book open. it instantly opened to the right page. fanfic logic. i mean what

marina pointed a stiff, indignant finger to the page and traced the words as she read them:

“‘dear diary, cod i wanna peg pearl so bad!!!’”

she snapped it closed. “there’s your proof!!”

pearl’s mouth was wide open. silence for a moment once again. marina was getting really fuckin tired of silence

finally… “HUH”

“honestly i have no idea how you heard ‘lil judd-’”

“i’m sorry can we please go back to the part where you admitted that you wanted to FUCK ME”

“oh yeah,” marina replied. she shifted uneasily in her chair. “i guess i should probably be awkward about that, huh”

a pause in the conversation. a earsplitting cough from pearl before wiping her clammy hands on her shiny pink pants

“so uh are you gonna sex me or what, yo”

marina choked on air. “hm??”

“like… yknow. you wanna do it. i wanna do it. now that we’ve established this i feel like the logical next step is to have lesbian sex”

“um actually the logical next step would be to talk it out??”

“nahh this is getting too dialogue-heavy. i mean what”

“pearl what the hell is that supposed to mean-”

pearl immediately ripped off her shiny pink pants. well actually she tried to immediately rip off her shiny pink pants. they weren’t so easy. it took some elbow grease

marina not-very-subtly eyed her day of the week underwear. “pearl i appreciate the gesture but is that really practical”

“rina i have like a million platinum cards it’s chill. i’ll just buy sexier pants that are easier to get off”

marina tentatively approached pearl. “um,” she mumbled. “uh,” she said.

she tried to be cute by pushing pearl’s hair out of her face but it didn’t really work cuz pearl’s hair was already entirely out of the way, revealing her impressively massive fuckin dome

marina withdrew and hid her face. “cod i can’t fucking do this!!”

“woah. am i that unsexy?? like so unsexy i made you say the fuck word?!”

“no, no, it’s just… well… i have no idea how this works”

pearl raised her eyebrows (plenty of room on that forehead for raising eyebrows) and breathed/laughed. “wait… you’re telling me you know what pegging is but you don’t know how sex works??”

“it’s fanfic okay??! i read fanfic!! they can be super kinky and never actually explain what’s going on!!!”

“bro!!!” pearl laughed hysterically and wiped a massive steven universe goober of a tear out of her eye. i mean what. “fanfic about who??! i gotta know, dawg!!”

need i remind you pearl is still just standing here. in her day of the week underwear

“uhm, uh, erm, um, well, it’s fanfic about us. i don’t know if you know this but they have this thing called ‘pearlina-’”

“bro, rina, dawg, emmie, girl…….. you telling me you’ve been reading fanfic about us pegging this entire time”

“well, like, not the entire time. i didn’t know inklish for a while so-”

“ok, 2 questions: one - do they not have octarian fanfic?”

there was a pause while marina waited for the second question

“i need an answer to ask the next question,” pearl continued

“oh! uh. probably now there is? but i didn’t really know what fanfic was until i started living in inkopolis. and i could only find it in inklish”

“ok, two - you’ve been reading fanfic of you pegging me since you learned to speak inklish???”

“i mean basically. again. didn’t know what it was for a while-”

“rina. have you been wanting to sex me this entire time???!!!!”

“uh well not really anymore. between the tuesday underwear and this entire conversation i think i’ve lost my drive-”

“FOREVER??!11”

“no, no!! just give me like… a- a sec to process all this and then we’ll talk about it.”

pearl collapsed into her chair and crossed her bare legs on the coffee table she was just standing by. “well that’s a relief. good thing we got all that sorted out, huh, rina? otherwise i woulda tooootally thought you were fucking cats. also it’s good to know you’re into me i guess. but now that i think about it, that’s not that surprising.”

pearl sat up. her crown slouched down. she said, “remember that one time you manhandled me and then you were just on top of me for a while after the whole kamabo adventure?”

“again, it was a hug!! also i’m not a man,” marina protested.

“i’d let you fuck me even if you were though,” pearl winked.

“that’s great, but maybe consider putting on some pants,” marina said. “i don’t mind too much - still though, the underwear - but we don’t have blinds and those kids out there have been recording for… like… since i looked over there and saw them recording. you’re not wearing pants”

“oh shit,” replied pearl

“yeah,” said marina. “they’re gonna post it everywhere”

“i’m gonna post all over the place after you peg me,” pearl said

“the hell”

~~~

fin

[woodsfae]

Babylon 5 S01E07: The War Prayer

First

Previous

ToC

That is an ominous episode name if ever I’ve seen one. Gonna be pretty funny if this is a light, filler episode.

I hope this is Delenn-heavy because I’m ready to feel the hype this website has for her. And her friend is a poet! I want to hear this poem they’re talking about.

Do the Minbari all have fake ears as part of their makeup? Or do they only cast actors with tiny, low-set ears with attached earlobes?

Hate crimes. Sad days.

“Than make them give a damn,” yeah you need a good social media person.

That’s a badass decision by Mayan the poet - keeping the hate crime brand.

Not the coffee plants! C’mon Garibaldi.

I don’t like Susan’s ex. And am going to go ahead and predict that he’s involved in the hate crimes.

Not sure I’ll ever be able to stop immediately thinking “they have manes and tails, oh my god,” whenever I see Centauri. It’s etched into my neurons.

The Centauri not only have slavery but also have forced marriage. Lovely. “Yeah forced marriage is miserable, but we were all miserable in our marriages so you should be too,” one of my favorite justifications for continuing awful traditions.

Kosh is kinda hilarious. Just chillin and watching the highlights and lowlifes of human history and refusing to talk to the other ambassadors unless explicitly officially necessary.

Hope the Centauri lovebirds run away before they’re sent back. Seriously, if arranged marriages are to keep power and influence within the right families and build alliances - there’s no reason they can’t marry each other! They’re both aristocrats! But our own history shows us that people aren’t that sensible.

“Do you ever regret leaving me?” HELL NO SHE DOESN’T. Calling it harder. this “I shouldn’t have let you go,” dick is one of the home guard. And just assuming they’ll be together since he moved here? jayzus. That’s some entitled behavior.

Tensions are at a boil, and seem to be about to boil the fuck over.

“If he dies she will experience enormous grief. But every moment together will make her grief a little less.”

I agree. Missing moments and wishing for more time are some of the main hallmarks of my grief.

Incitement is happening on all sides. Everyone’s riling their people. Including this asshat ex. And Sinclair is going straight for them. I knew Susan’s asshat ex was up to no good.

Why don’t fin-headed people have an ambassador on Babylon 5? I’m a little baffled as to why each species doesn’t have an ambassador. And Sinclair, “he’ll recover,” is not at all reassuring to people worried they’re going to be attacked and murdered, even if you’re saying it to get asshat to think you’re on his side.

This exchange of looks. I choose to interpret them thusly:

Sinclair: How’m I doing? Ivanova: Fuckin’ terrible but he seems to be buying it, and I’m increasingly baffled as to what I ever saw in him if you’re fooling him with this hamfisted dialogue. Sinclair: Fuck yea

OH the Centauri kids are literally children, at least legally so. Aww, Londo is on the side of love now. And probably assuming their infatuation will end sooner or later anyway. And in any case, this fosterage gets everyone off his back to Do Something About the Kids!

Secret military prototypes. Of course they’re in fascist hands. Ambassadors Down. The berries on this asshat demanding a loyalty test from the most powerful person on Babylon 5. 

Whew! So this was not a lighthearted filler episode misnamed amusingly. It was a good episode, just pretty heavy. I am bummed that this wasn’t actually all that Delenn-heavy, but it did have slightly higher Delenn content than the last few, so I am content for now. It was also sadly bereft of Talia/Susan but so have they all lately. I’ll be content with quietly meaning-laden glances and tension thick enough to cut, but it hasn’t even been giving me that yet!

Next Episode

[levisgirll]

oki it me again uWu back with another request because I really enjoyed the first one!!!💗💗 couldn't find the exact words to phrase this but what about aomine (from Kuroko no basuke) as your boyfriend in university. I look forward to what you will write!!

𝐀𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝

text: hello again!! thank you so much for reading my posts and the fact that you like them makes me happy c: 💗💗 I'm glad you enjoyed the other request so, I hope you enjoy this! (also, aomine is my second fav in knb ^^ he's just so attractive oml-)

synopsis: aomine daki, the great basketballer player at your university is your boyfriend! how is it like to have aomine as your boyfriend though? and how does he act with you? (get ready for this-)

Once Aomine is your boyfriend, get ready cause this guy will show off and flex a lot when it comes to you. Whenever you stay and watch his practices, he flexes a lot with his back muscle and he would turn around if YOU saw that. You are just sitting there, all blushed while covering your face, "Oh god, this idiot..."

Sometimes, the basketball club would invite student for 'Learning the basics of Basketball' and the first person he wants to invite is, of course, his girlfriend. While he is waiting for her, he would just sit in the bench and lots of people go to him for help, but he would ignore everyone and say he is tired and to leave him alone. But once he sees you, y/n, entering he is all energetic and comes running to you. "Aomine, let me change wait" , "But darling, I was waiting for like 10 minutes...you have to make up for that."

Once everyone leaves and its just you two, he gets all hyped up cause he loves it when you are alone with him. He gets extra clingy towards you and keeps on hugging you and you can feel his tensed muscular body. "Sweetheart, you looked amazing today."

Okay but this guy, would fuck up and beat any guy that even showed any sort of disrespect. He is not standing there with a glare or bumping into them if someone laughs, or says something mean to you. He will go up to that person and hold them up while saying "Okay, you started this. Come here."  You have to stop him before he gets physical towards them, "Aomine! Stop!! They just said to me to move". "Yea, 'Move you', what the fuck is that? Asshole, learn some manners! Do you know who you even spoke to!"

This guy is smart, so he knows all your university spots, so don't be surprised if you see him out of nowhere. "Hey its that guy! He is always following you!" Kagami would yell out, "Fuck, you have some stalker Y/N" Kagami would say while glaring at him, he was your university best friend. "That's my b-boyfriend."

Your man will also buy you a lot of snacks, and if you say you skipped breakfast. He is dragging you to the university café and will force you to eat after he buys you food.

Oh my god, your boyfriend loves to tease you A LOT. Like there wont be a day he wont tease you. If you somehow changed up your hairstyle, he will make a huge scene. "No WAY! Sweetheart, you look so good! Wow, that's my GIRL! You all heard that??!"

Aomine makes you laugh like crazy, and there also wont be a day he wont make you laugh. He just loves it whenever he hears your beautiful laugh and small giggles, he founds it so cute and you really warm his heart whenever he hears that.

He will never forgive himself if he ever made you upset or cry. Aomine will probably think about it the whole day and he will keep spamming you "I'm sorry" multiple times. If you don't reply back, he would come to your lecture hall and he is gonna make a scene. "Y/N I SAID IM SORRY!"

You definitely boost his ego, like crazy. Whenever he feels low before a match he would call you and he just wants to hear his girlfriends voice motivating him. "Aomine, don't worry you got this! Besides, didn't you tell me the only one who can beat you...is you?" "Fuck, you are right. Darling, I'm gonna win this and I'll come and hug u after this match. Wait for 20 minutes" And he actually does it.

This guy sticks with his words, so if you tell him meet up at 2 pm. He is there at 2pm waiting for you. If he says he will do literally anything for you, he fucking will.

Once he got, really upset and emotional and he said to you during a call at midnight. "Y/N, Dont leave me like how everyone does.". You then recalled about him telling you about this past and how his old teammates left him, so you would say "I wont, I'm your girlfriend aren't I?" And he is up on his bed all hyped hearing that, "Can I see you now!" "Aomine it's 2am and I have a quiz tomorrow bye, shutting my phone love you!" But this guy wont leave you and spam you in EVERY social media. "Nice try, but I know you have discord on your laptop. Wait, I see you online I'm calling you now."

One time, he came to your huge lecture hall and he sat right next to you, and he would just turn and look at you, focusing on what you are doing, and play around with your stuff and hair. "Aomine, I am trying to focus!" You say all blushed and can't even write anything on your notebook. "Of course, cause you are focusing on me right? Sweetheart, I know, I know I am great." Now you wanna smack him.

Whenever he sees you, he gives you that hot smirk of his and it gives you butterflies. "Ha! Wow literally everything I do, you love it don't you?" . Y/N then turns to him and gives a small chuckle, "Don't get ahead of yourself, Aomine." He then goes near you and lays his arm on your shoulder, bring you closer and he would whisper to your ear "Why not? your my girl so, I want to impress you."

You both love it whenever you guys hold hands around university, this guy is really tall so you always feel so relaxed and also great when your boyfriend squeezes your hand, and walks you to your lecture. "Okay now try to focus on your lecture and not your mind all about me alright?"

He actually loves it when you cheer for him and that really boost not only his ego but rather his self-confidence. "Y/N! I'm gonna win this match for you!" He would yell out during the match and everyone is looking at you.

He would go for academic help for you sometimes and you guys meet up in the library to study. You are the reason he passed some subjects, don't get me wrong, he is intelligent but super lazy.

His wallpaper is a selfie of you both and he looks at that before every match. He sometimes pecks his phone when he finds a picture of you.

Speaking about his phone, this guy has a folder with just you, all your pictures, screenshots of chats, even screen records of your voice notes and videos. He just loves you dearly, and he gets so fucking mad if someone touches or even goes near that gallery. He protects that with all his life, your pictures are important and he is not the type of guy to show his friends your pictures, in fact he hates that! "My folder, my girl, and no one gets to see that. Go away."

Whenever he is bored or isn't doing nothing, he would open his phone, and check every social media app to see your online status. "Oh OH, I see you online darling! Answer me, wanna go out and get ice cream? Please say yes."

He is actually such a great motivator and brings your mood up whenever you feel like giving up during university. He won't allow that, like never. "What so you will just give up? Stop? After all this time, you let this one test fuck you up? Don't you dare let that bring you down, you idiot." He actually even inspires you.

Before you go for the whole day cause you had to work on your report he would say "Smile for me one last time?"

When he sees you from afar, he would yell out and say "That's my girl! Don't move, I'm coming for you!" And this guy jumps at you with his embraces and sometimes picks you up. "L-Love put me down!!"

He actually loves teasing you like that in public, he wants everyone to know that are are HIS girl and his only.

He messages you during his practices and even would skip practice to see you.

Y/N: Oh you don't have practice today?

Aomine: Nope! And besides, I am the captain so doesn't matter. (He is not the captain- its akashi but lies)

He says that and then goes on how he knows everything about basketball and the team and he keeps doing that till you can compliment him ‘Please Y/N say anything’ he would think and you know that but tease him back not saying anything.

*meanwhile in his basketball groupchat* 

Kise: aomine, WHERE THE HECK ARE YOU?!

Akashi: Probably ran off to see his girl.

Atsushi: Whatever, my chance to leave and eat outside.

Kuroko: Can I join you?

Atsushi: No.

You would treat his injuries and he would just sit there, looking at you with a smirk.

Aomine: "Oh yea, here even hurts darling!"

Y/N: "Love....you are lying aren't you?"

Aomine: "What! No!...Maybe?" 

You let out a sigh "Ah, you are an idiot...stop hurting yourself all the time." He would suddenly lift your chin up and say "You know...that I love you yea? You also better tell me everything and if you need help, just say it" He can be really soft and sweet sometimes, but he gets all cringy and shy about it and he gets up rubbing the back of his head. "I-I mean that's what a boyfriend does right?! Come on, get up I'm taking you out."

Okay, I hope you enjoy this and anyone who did! Aomine is such a dork but a sweetheart and I can see most of this happening :,) 

If anyone enjoyed reading this, please then leave a like or a reblog! It means a lot and have a great day <3

[keisurin]

boyfriend's mom's wedding dress

-suna rintarou x FEM!reader

rin's mom loves you, so much so she wants you to be the girl he marries. "yn-chan!! come here, look at what i have!" his mom exclaims jumping with a big box in her hands.

you were laying on rin's chest on his bed so you quickly peeped your head up. "what's that?" suna sits up with you.

"something for yn, rintarou, get out your room, yn needs to wear something, let her change here," she smugly says. "needs to?" you chuckle confused and look at your boyfriend who's squinting his eyes yet still following his moms orders.

you get up to take the box, "put it on, ill be in the living room i really wanna see it on you," his mom smiles and closes the door.

you still confused of what the box contains, you slowly open it and you feel chills go down your spine. "huh?" you say to yourself.

the dress slips on, almost too perfectly. you check yourself in the mirror laughing at yourself, for some reason it felt wrong wearing such a delicate piece, a wedding dress, specifically your boyfriend's mom's wedding dress. it was white, very fancy like something you'd find in a fairytale with the lace, diamonds and silk. rin's mom was wild.

you stepped out of rin's room dragging yourself through the hall and down the stairs leading you to the living room and all of a sudden, all eyes were on you.

you covered your face with your two hands embarrassed at the situation, "this feels so wrong," you spoke. "yn you look beautiful!" his mom skipped to you fixing the frills and such.

"i was gonna buy you a temporary wedding dress, but i don't really have the money for it but anyways we compromise, oi rintarou, look at her i'm preparing you two for your special day," she speaks quickly excited seeing you in her dress. she had a lot in mind for the two of you, if she could she'd start a fan page.

you were speechless and so was another one in the room. "taro?" you hummed. he'd been staring at you without knowing himself, just so lost in your beauty. finally snapping out of it he blinks twice and looks at you. your hair was slightly messy since you both were cuddling, your face was bare and yet non of that mattered, you were beautiful as it is.

rintarou comprehending what his mother said, the implying on marriage he scratches his shoulder, "mom, we're not even 18 yet."

"nOt even 18, oKay, yn hold on can i get you some jewelry to put on, just to tie it together?," rin's mom mocks him then places her hand on your shoulders. "yea, go ahead dress me up," you giggled as she runs to her room.

you looked rintarou who was stealing peeks at you but would quickly look back at his phone. you walked to him and hugged him from his back, "why are you so quiet now, just now you were screaming that one minecraft song."

he turns his head to face you. you were about to add on to the tease but his eyes locked into yours. placing a kiss on your lips he then rests his forehead on yours, "why're you so pretty?"

you frozen and flustered from his actions, he pulls you onto him to hug.

you hugs back and sit down beside him. he ruffles the fabric before giving you that sweet look on his face that always made you feel so weak. "wanna see the photos i took of you?" he unlocks his phone smirking. "you took pictures?" you raised one eyebrow at him unimpressed.

"duh, taking a photo of good moments makes it last longer," he intertwines his fingers with your and kisses it.

you both knew how to show your love. you both may be sarcastic machines but the intimate actions showed it all.

a/n: KYA hi luvs! okay idk how i feel about this writing but i trying to get into the groove again- and i will get better °^°9

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[theleftovertaco]

The Boys in Lingerie

OK FIRST EVEN VAGUELY SMUTTISH POST 

Basic warnings in order please don’t interact if you don’t want to see this. Use basic judgement. You know if you’re too young to read something

Once again, I try to keep it house, gender, and year neutral so anyone can fill in the blanks where they wish, guys, gals, and nonbinary pals alike

We have standard lineup- Fred, George, Draco, Neville, Harry, Ron, Oliver, Cedric, and now Charlie and Blaise have been added!

ON TO THE FEMBOYS IN LINGERIE

Fred

You and Fred had messed around before with kinks and lingerie

He always liked how it looked on you, how the lace hugged you perfectly

Freddie is a very forthright person, if he wants to try something he will tell you in advance, and so he talks to you about him wearing some

You agree immediately and the two of you find a magazine to order some because there is no shop that sells that in Hogsmeade, unfortunately

He finds a pair of pink panties and chooses those because of course he does and when the box arrives (he has to avoid George’s questions about what's in the box) 

He puts them on and then sends you a notes asking you to come to his room while no one else is there

And when you find him

“Baby boy, you look amazing.” He smirks and spins in a circle before leaping on the bed, you following close after

George

George wandered into a strange shop in muggle London when you and him were exploring during Christmas break

He found a sex shop where they sold a lot of lingerie and before he got yelled at by the shop owner to “get out, you tosser!”

He couldn’t get the lingerie out of his head 

He didn’t think about you wearing it, well maybe a little. No he actually thought more about the cloth on his own body

So about a couple weeks after seeing those and getting back to school he plucked up the courage to ask you (he was a Gryffindor, dammit, he shouldn’t be scared)

“How would you feel if I... wanted to wear panties?” “Sure, love, sounds good if that’s what you want.” “Wait, that’s it?” “Yea.” “Ok good, cause I kinda already ordered them.” 

He darts into the restroom to put them on and then comes out to show you and holy fuck

He’s in this pale blue pair of flower lace bikini panties and walks out looking just a little timid and you fucking jump him 

Draco 

Draco saw a pair of Pansy’s underwear during a game of strip poker and while most of the other guys were ogling her, he was thinking about how the silk would feel on him

He buys a pair, but then they just sit at the bottom of his trunk for about a month and a half

Then he wears them once or twice around the common room under his trousers before he even thinks of telling you

He writes you a note during History of Magic (its not like Binns will notice anyways): “Can you come to my dorm after classes today? I want to show you something.”

So you go thinking its gonna be some gift his mum sent again but you enter the dorm and see him in a pair of silk black panties 

“Honey, you look fantastic!”

You may or may not have torn them off of him 

He may or may not have had to buy another 10 pairs

Neville

Neville sees a girl in a thong in one of his dormmates old magazines and he just gets a little spooked

Because his immediate thought isn’t about you in them

It’s about him in them

So he panics

Slowly but surely, as your relationship progresses he gets a little more bold, in general, since you make his confidence skyrocket when you’re around him

So he wears them around during the day and when he pulls you into a empty classroom you’re a little scared about what he’s gonna do because of the timid look on his face

But he pulls down his trousers to show the pastel yellow thong he’s wearing and he slips on his old cat ears

You let out an audible groan

“Kitten, you look beautiful.”

He blushes and looks down in embarrassment just a little

“Nuh-Uh, don’t you dare look embarrassed kitten, come here.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

Harry

You and Harry had a very honest relationship

He is a rather frank person and is not afraid to tell you want he wants in a relationship, but of course, you know that right out of the gate

Plus after the heels debacle, he knew never to try and hide what he wanted to wear from you

So when he discovers your collection of lingerie, he straight up asks you if he can try them on

“You sure?” “Yes please.” “Yeah ok go ahead, sunshine.”

He grins and snatches his favorite pair, a red set of satin underwear that barely cover anything

“You ready love?” “Of course sunshine, come on out!”

He steps out and you are speechless to say the least

He looks amazing and you pretty much drag him over to sit on your lap while you kiss him

So now he wears panties all the damn time because why not

If he likes it and he’s confident wearing them, you’re all for it

Ron

Ron is still a bit wary about wearing lingerie

He’s been wearing more stereotypically feminine clothes, but wearing panties is a whole other game to him

But you suggested it, and he was willing to try

It takes him a bit to warm up to the idea of lingerie

Ron has you walk him through it, what would be comfortable, what wouldn’t be, and he settles on a pair of black satin ones “They’ll be comfortable, promise!” “If you’re sure...”

You do a trial run where he just kind of lounges around the common room wearing them underneath his normal clothes

By the end of the day he’s hooked on it and you are too

He likes the softness of them

Ron has always felt like he had to be strong, and measure up to his brothers masculinity, but when he’s in the lingerie, he feels like he doesn’t have to conform to that

Anyways yes he likes the panties

Oliver

Oliver saw a pair on you once under your sweatpants when you were cuddling

“Oh, what are these?” “My panties???” “They’re pretty... do they make them for guys?”

Bro was straightforward

So you buy him a pair “I trust your judgement love, buy whatever you want!”

So he ends up with a pair of red silk ones that feel amazing 

He wears them whenever possible

About a week after he starts wearing them, Angelina somehow finds out and the Gryffindor quidditch team dares him to ride on the broom in only his panties

So he tries it... before immediately slipping off and falling on his ass

“Stupid fabric.”

He manages to stay on the second time, and well, now you have a few candid shots of your boyfriend riding a broom in lingerie

Not that you’re complaining

Cedric

I need to stop calling Cedric Pretty boy, but does that mean i will? no

Pretty boy loves you in lingerie

The fabrics are always so pretty

And he has never been shy about this, so he just asks you if he can try on a pair of yours

“Yeah, of course pretty boy go ahead.” he kisses you on the cheek and runs off to find a pair

He puts on a pale yellow satin pair of briefs 

And walks back into your dorm

“Fuck, pretty boy!” “You like it?” “Baby, I adore it!”

Cedric begins wearing them around campus

He likes how his thighs look in them, and soon he starts wearing them under his skirts

If he bends over, you can see it pretty easily, he knows exactly what he’s doing

He tries to rile you up

Fucking tease

Charlie

Charlie is a very muscular person 

It isn’t that he doesn’t like traditionally feminine stuff, he just never thought he had the build for it

It takes a while for him to change his mind, since contrary to popular belief, he is actually pretty insecure

“Don’t you think I’d look strange in them, stocky kid in girls underwear?” “Well, it’s  not just for girls, and no you would not! I happen to think that you would look beautiful!”

He likes that word. Beautiful

People have always described him as handsome, cute, but never beautiful

So he agrees

Maybe it’s something about wizarding Romania that’s more accepting but when the lady at the shop you go to sees that the panties are more fit for Charlie, she winks at the two of you and says to “have fun with those”

So he puts them on and holy shit 

He understands it now

He feels beautiful

Blaise

Blaise likes being pretty lets be real

He doesn’t really give a flying fuck what people think of him

So he jumps on panties real quick

Finds the prettiest pair of emerald panties he can find and he loves them almost immediately

He likes putting on a short skirt and makeup on to top off his whole vibe because why not

Another thing about Blaise is that he is a fucking flirt 

With everyone, not just you

And while you trust that he would never cheat on you or betray you, if he gets a little too flirty with anyone else, all you have to do is creep your hand up to the satin undergarment and give it a little tug to remind him who he belongs to

You, bitch, it’s you

Ok that’s it for now idk what I’m doing next so if you want me to write something please send me an ask. Also I rarely write suggestive/smut fics if you know ways that I can make this better please for the love of god let me know.

This feels like a good time to say that this is the final set of characters. I have 10 right now, and if I keep accepting more people I’ll just end up doing 20 characters every time. I love doing these but I don’t have the time or energy to do every single character, it just would not be good for my mental health. That being said, if you want a specific headcanon of a specific character, please SEND ME AN ASK so I know that you want that directly. I would be more than happy to write it for you.

[nexyra]

RWBY's Love Language - Part 2

Hello friend ! I'm back at it with a second part and whatever character I can think of ! (Among which best boy Oscar because he deserves it, and also more adults)

Let's go !

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Oscar Pine

So ! While I love Oscar with my whole heart, honestly guessing his Love Language is no easy feat. One thing for sure : touch isn't is thing even if it's how everyone else chose to communicate their love.

I saw a post a while back detailing how Oscar is always putting his hands up as a barrier when he's scared or uncomfortable and that makes me cry a little instead but it's true TT. Anyway...

In the latest volumes we've got quite a bit of comforting Oscar-talks but I have to wonder how much of that is due to Ozpin's influence really. As a result I've decided to settle on... Acts of Service or Quality Time ! This is based on a few details : when people are upset with him in one shape or form, Oscar was always very eager to prove himself useful, give some aspect of concrete help (such as cooking a Casserole, ringing any bell ?). Plus I imagine that's the exact brand of help his Aunt would have needed most on a farm. Added to that, he always seems fairly happy to be included, be with the others no matter what's going on. Training ? Yay ! A movie with Jaune & Weiss ? Smiling puppy look. Fancy party ? Shenanigans together ! So yea, I love seeing my boy loved and hugged but please everyone settle for the loving he's most comfortable with <3

“She made a choice! A choice to put others before herself! So do I.”

“Oh, uh, yeah. I thought you guys would appreciate a hot meal after... spending all day looking for me, apparently.”

“No, it's okay. These past few days, I've been scared of the same things you were. I don't know how much longer I'm going to be... me. But I did some thinking, and I do know that I want to do everything I can to help with whatever time I have left.”

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Ozpin

For our favorite immortal wizard aka not quite dead Headmaster... I think the answer is rather obvious. When you're so careful with your words, but also so fiercely devoted to humanity, Words of Affirmation is a must. Ozpin constantly does his best to calm, to reassure. He's good at controlling the conversation and getting people where he wants... Except he more often than not use it to make them think and help them reach an healing ore motivating conclusion. This man is so insisten on giving and cultivating hope, so painfully aware of just how much words can change... There's no doubt in my mind that it's through these very same words that he tries to fight the darkness in others' mind, even when they don't want to let themselves be persuaded. And with some help from the farmboi, Ozpin is gaining in honesty and earnestness. And that can only help in giving comfort.

But to be honest... If you offer him a hug I doubt he'd refuse, and he definitely deserves one. Also therapy. For Oscar too. Everyone in therapy 2k21.

“Ruby. I've made more mistakes than any man, woman, and child on this planet. But at this moment I would not consider your appointment to leader to be one of them. Do you?”

“It's not every day that friends are able to come together like this. Time has a way of testing our bonds, but it's nights like these that can help keep them stronger than ever. Nights like these are ones we'll never forget.”

“Don't worry, Mr. Arc. Your journey is far from over, and the same might be said for all of you. Unlocking your Semblance isn't the end. It can still grow and evolve. Providing you are willing to put in the work, who knows what could happen?”

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Emerald Sustrai

Now here I'm gonna go ahead and say that the way Emerald has been taught to express her love and the way SHE would rather preffered to be loved most likely do not align. At the side of someone like Cinder, and even Mercury who isn't exactly the most emotionally vulnerable person; the only brand of love that gets an easy pass is Acts of Service, and that's probably what Emerald is the most used to. I can go on a mission with you. I can help. We go right back to the "I can be useful" mentality and I'm not sure she's been shown any other way honestly. Let's be real though : if someone offered a hug or some gentle words ? She'd probably pout & fuss but I hardly doubt she'd object.

“I don't care about Salem! But I owe Cinder everything. You want to fight her that bad? Be my guest.”

“I just... Cinder was the only family I ever had. She cared about me, taught me things... But without her here, I don't know if what we're doing--”

“I've been working on my Semblance. I can help. I won't tell anybody.”

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Pyrrha Nikos

What's with everyone and dedicating their whole love toward just helping their teammates anyway they can ?! Stop ! But any way, you guessed it. I'm pretty sure one of Pyrrha's top way of showing love is Acts of Service, and nothing means quite as much to her as Quality Time. For someone who's been put on a pedestal and has a hard time relating to people; both touch and words can be a bit awkward. But if they're wrapped up neatly in a training session or semblance explanations ? Well that's already a more familiar area. Pyrrha gives her whole to her friends and those she cares about. And in exchange, if anyone can simply... be there and spend time with her... May it be at the ball or simply sitting in the courtyard... I'm sure our girl would be delighted.

“Jaune, you know if you ever need help, you can just ask.”

“I'm constantly surrounded by love and praise; but when you're placed on a pedestal like that for so long, you become separated from the people that put you there in the first place. But thanks to you, I've made friendships that will last a lifetime.”

“I'll do it. If you believe this will help humanity, then I will become your Fall Maiden.”

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Qrow Branwen

If I say Gift Giving for the corvid, is someone gonna hit me ? Come on it's fun ! Okay, more seriously... I think this kind of love conversation is kind of a necessity for Qrow. With a semblance such as Bad Luck, making everything complicated... Qrow tries to keep his distance from those he cares about. And since he's an emotionally repressed (but caring) asshole on top of it... Well that kinda narrows down his option. You know what DOESN'T put anyone at risk but can still bring smiles on their face ? GIFTS. Shiny things, souvenirs from his missions all over the world to give to 2 smol nieces. Sounds safe right ? That said, as any good emotionally unavailable character in this show, I gotta say Qrow probably has a thing for helping out and making himself useful in relation to Oz, Tai or the rest of the inner circle. So you know what that means *whisper* Acts of Service.

That said ! When it comes to receiving some love back... Qrow probably likes everything he doesn't allow himself to have. Soft touches, loving & comforting words, spending time with a friend without his semblance making everything complicated... We know that's all he wants.

“You idiot. I know you didn't do this.”

“Look, pal, I'm not sure who you are, but you need to leave my niece alone.”

“No one wanted me... I was cursed... I gave my life to you because you gave me a place in this world... I thought I was finally doing some good...”

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Clover Ebi

And among our newbies (and gone too soon) friends we have Clover ! Clover was a very good contrast to our dusty old crow but also a great help. Kind-hearted, perceptive and honest; he knew just how to put Qrow's self-loathing in his place and push him to give himself some credit. He always had a nice word or a joke for everyone, and visibly the rock of the Ace Ops : an expert a keeping the moral up and the mood companiable. Evidently, Words of Affirmation was his expertise. Had things gone differently, I'm sure we'd have had time for many more earnest and helpful conversations with this teal-eyed fisherman.

“It's a good thing they had someone to look up to and get them through it. Not everyone is so lucky.”

“I meant deflect a compliment. Those kids wouldn't be where they are without you. You've had more of an effect on them than you realize.”

“We don't have to fight, friend.”

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Winter Schnee

And today in the "emotionally unavailable" category we have... Winter Schnee ! TALK ABOUT YOUR FEELINGS PEOPLE ! Just - I would say look at Ruby but even she doesn't talk about her bad vibes... Nor does any of the "Words of Affirmation" peeps. Honestly what's wrong with y'all people ? Anyway Winter cares so much. Is it hidden behind professionalism and a stern *big sister* demeanour ? Sure. But it doesn't negate just how much she loves her closed ones. She's fiercely loyal, and even if she doesn't let her personal feelings get in the way of her duty and doing what needs to be done, no one is allowed to say she doesn't care. Countrary to Weiss, Winter doesn't seem as good nor as aware of the love that exists in simply *being* with people. Rather, she's dutiful and ready to help any way she can when given the chance. You guessed it, yet another Acts of Service kind of love... Maybe I'm doing this wrong XD. I'm on the fence about Words of Affirmation as well. Despite her standoffish looks, Winter has always been very open & reassuring during her discussions with Penny. But she's more stern when it comes to Weiss so I dunno x)

“I don't recall asking about your ranking, I'm asking how you've been. Are you eating properly? Have you taken up any hobbies? Are you making new friends?”

“You've grown up a bit, haven't you? You're not the little girl clinging to the family name anymore.”

“You can't just buy trust like everything else! You have to earn it!”

And that's it for Part 2 ! I might do some other characters if people suggest some but I don't have a pressing need to right now. I have many ideas of songs to apply to various characters however so that's prob what my next posts will consist of (or fun templates)

If anyone has tips to create RWBY gifs or links to download the eps in good quality I'll take it ! Good day everyone !

[drabbles-mc]

Can’t Take Her Anywhere

Bishop Losa x Reader

Song Request from @bishopslosawife: the song is Can’t Take Her Anywhere by Dylan Scott 

Warnings: none, maybe just some mild language

Word Count: 1.6k

A/N: I chose Bishop for this because I feel like he’s one of the only guys in the club who is mature and level-headed enough to behave this way when other guys are flirting with his girl haha

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When Bishop had come home earlier in the week and said that multiple charters were going to be in town for the weekend, you were excited. It wasn’t often that everyone came down to Santo Padre. Plus, when the parties were happening at Bishop’s clubhouse, that meant you got to go and be a part of it. Very rarely did you ever travel with the guys for anything. You were fine with that part of the deal, but it was nice to be part of the excitement and controlled chaos.

“Thank you for all your help, querida,” he walked up behind you and kissed the side of your neck, “You really didn’t have to do all of this.”

You laughed, “It was either I pitch in, or Chucky handles it by himself and gives himself a heart attack,” you turned so you were facing him, “Besides, I like helping.”

He chuckled, “I’m sure that Chucky appreciates it too. He going with EZ to Felipe’s?”

You nodded, “Yea, they should be back soon, actually. Then we’ll be pretty much ready for when everyone gets here.”

By the time you and Chucky wrapped things up, and you went home to get changed and ready, everyone was starting to show up to the clubhouse. Bishop had offered to take you on the bike, but you told him to go ahead since you weren’t quite ready yet. You walked across the expanse of the yard, loving the sight of so many of Bishop’s brothers there having a good time. The music was loud, and everyone had a drink in their hand as they stood around talking and catching up.

You weaved your way into the actual clubhouse. You smiled as you saw most of the Santo Padre boys over by the pool table. Bishop was going up against someone from Oakland, and even though you had no idea who the other man was, you knew that Bishop was going to win. You grabbed a couple beers from behind the bar before heading over. You were greeted with warm hugs and kisses on the cheek from Angel, Tranq, and EZ. You patiently sat back and waited for Bishop to be done with his turn before saying anything.

“A beer for you, Presidente,” you said with a laugh as you handed the bottle to him.

He smiled and took it before placing a light kiss on your lips, “You’re perfect.”

You batted your eyelashes at him, “I try,” you scanned the room, “I’m gonna go mingle.”

He chuckled, “Go, have fun. I love you.”

“I love you too.”

You were never one to have to be glued to Bishop’s side during parties. He wasn’t an overly clingy man and that was something that you always loved about him. You had always been more of a social butterfly than him, and he wasn’t going to make you feel like you had to stay within arm’s length of him when you could be mingling and making friends. Being a hostess was practically in your DNA—he wouldn’t have been able to rope you in even if he tried.

The night continued on, and every time Bishop looked around for you, you were talking and laughing with a different group of people. You knew quite a few of the men from different charters, but there were always new faces and new stories to tell. He loved how easily you blended into this part of his life when you could have easily told him that you wanted to be separate from it. You caught his stare from across the room and flashed him a smile and a wink before going back to your conversation.

Bishop was sitting at the bar with Angel, talking about some vague details for an upcoming run. Angel stopped himself mid-sentence and nudged his shoulder, “Hey, Pres,” he gestured farther down the bar, “Fuckboy, 6 o’clock.”

Bishop turned and looked with a confused expression on his face. He let out a laugh when he saw what Angel had been referring to. Bishop watched as one of the prospects from the Yuma charter attempted to flirt with you. It wasn’t the first time something like this had happened, and Bishop knew that it wouldn’t be the last. You not being velcroed to his side all the time meant that people who didn’t know the two of you would usually assume that you were single.

“He’s harmless,” Bishop said with a shake of his head.

“You gonna let him talk to your girl like that?”

He chuckled, “She can handle herself. Can’t take her anywhere without that kinda shit happening. I stopped getting worked up over it a long time ago.”

“Damn,” Angel chuckled, “I don’t think I could be that alright with it.”

“It comes with maturity,” Bishop gave him a pointed look before laughing again.

He and Angel returned to their conversation, but both of them kept a close eye on what was happening with you at the end of the bar. You made sure to keep some physical distance between yourself and the prospect, but you always did get a little bit of amusement out of them chasing after you.

“Can I get you another drink?” he offered, a hopefully glint in his eyes.

You smiled and nodded, “Yea, I’ll take another beer, if you don’t mind.”

He handed you the bottle and as the two of you continued your conversation, you could feel him getting closer and closer. You wondered how you were going to break it to him that buying you a drink wasn’t going to get him very much of anything besides a nice conversation. You leaned back against the bar, laughing at his jokes and pretending not to notice each time his eyes travelled up and down your body.

Your eyes met Bishop’s across the length of the bar, and a smirk crept across both of your faces. He knew exactly what you were up to and he shook his head with a smile.

“Hey, Y/N,” he called out to you, “Can you come here for a minute?”

You laughed, nodding, “Sure,” you turned back to the young man in front of you, “It was nice meeting you. Enjoy the rest of the party,” you patted his chest lightly right over the prospect patch on his kutte before walking down to Bishop.

You couldn’t help but to laugh as Bishop immediately pulled you in and pressed a kiss to your lips. You wrapped one arm around the back of his neck and leaned into him. When you pulled away you smiled and shook your head at him.

Angel laughed from the barstool next to you, “Yuma looks like he’s about to pass out.”

“Should I tell his sponsor that he was hitting on a president’s old lady?” Bishop said with a laugh.

You chuckled and shook your head, “Oh stop. How was he supposed to know?”

“Breaking hearts everywhere you go, hermosa,” Bishop smiled as he kissed your temple.

“That’s my cross to bear, I suppose,” you laughed.

Bishop pulled you onto his lap, wrapping his arm around your waist, “Angel was about to fight the kid on my behalf.”

You laughed, shaking your head at Angel, “Angel, honey, you gotta get over that. If someone talking to me needs a busted lip, I’ll give it to them. Don’t worry,” you shrugged, leaning into Bishop, “But a free drink or two never hurt anyone.”

The three of you sat together at the bar for a little while, taking in and commentating on everything happening around you. Every now and then, Bishop would give your leg a light squeeze and you would melt farther into him.

“Dance with me?” you looked up at him with a pleading look in your eyes.

He chuckled and nodded, “Anything for you.”

You hopped off the stool and tugged on Bishop’s hands, pulling him towards where everyone else was dancing. He smiled as he walked behind you fingers loosely entwined with yours so he wouldn’t lose you as you wove through the clusters of people.

“You know,” he pulled you flush against him as he wrapped his arms around your waist, “I’m not going to let anyone cut in.”

You laughed, tilting your head back slightly, “I know, Obispo,” you draped your arms around his neck, “I love you.”

He smiled, “I love you too,” he kissed you softly on the lips, “Even if you try to stir up trouble everywhere you go.”

You pulled him close so that his forehead was pressing against yours, unable to wipe the smile from your face, “I know, I know, you can’t take me anywhere.”

He shook his head slightly as his arms wrapped tighter around your waist, “No, I’d take you everywhere if I could. Let ‘em all be jealous.”

You giggled quietly as you felt him lean in and kiss you. His lips locked onto yours and for a few moments you completely forgot that there was a party happening around the two of you. It was so easy for both of you to get so wrapped up in your own little world.

When he finally pulled away from you, there was a smile on his face. He ran his hands up and down your sides, “If this wasn’t our party,” he chuckled, “I’d be leaving with you right now.”

You laughed and shook your head, “You’re too much,” you rested your hands on the sides of his neck.

“I’m so in love with you,” his voice was low enough so that only you could hear him.

Warmth flooded throughout your entire body, “And I’m so in love with you,” you pressed a kiss against his jaw, “And now I really wish we could leave.”

He smiled, “Soon.”

You rested your head against his chest, “Not soon enough.”

[robinrunsfiction]

It’s A Love Story - Part 5

Part 4

“Is everyone ready to go?” Gerard called to his bandmates as he closed the back of the van. It was the afternoon of the battle of the bands, and a nervous excitement was running through all of them.

“Let’s go!” Frank cheered as everyone started piling into the vehicle, but (YN) lingered back.

“Oh nooo, we have to sit together,” she smirked as Bob and Mikey got into the furthest back row of seats. Ray already riding shotgun, even though he was next to useless with a map.

“Damn,” he replied with a smile as they got into the middle row.

The van was an early Christmas/birthday/graduation present for Gerard from their grandparents. Even though they weren’t going to be at the battle of the bands, they fully supported their grandsons’ dreams, and after a few emphatic dinner table discussions, they agreed to buy the band something to get around in, on the condition that all of the boys get their high school diplomas.

“Do you know where we’re goin?” Bob shouted from the back after they’d been driving what felt like forever.

“We passed that sign like three times now,” Frank chimed in.

“Yea, we just gotta go north and then… wait, no! This is the exit! Take this exit!” Ray shouted as Gerard swerved to catch the exit ramp at the last possible second. Shouts and grumbles of annoyance came from all passengers as they held on for dear life.

“Oh shut up,” Gerard said, glancing back.

“Gee! Brake!” Ray shouted, pulling Gerard’s attention back to the traffic they were about to crash into.

Gerard slammed on the brakes just before he slammed into the station wagon ahead of them and Frank threw his arm out protectively in front of (YN). As Gerard sat rattled in the driver’s seat, Ray glanced back to check on the bandmates. That’s when (YN) realized that his eyes were transfixed on where Frank’s hand had ended up on her knee. She froze, not knowing what to do.

“Everybody good?” Ray asked, still seeming to be focused on the other guitarist.

“You guys good?” (YN) asked turning to Mikey and Bob behind them, in hopes it would pull Ray’s attention away from what Frank was doing. That’s when she caught Frank’s eye. She glanced down at his hand before nodding slightly toward Ray. Frank’s eyes went wide as he snatched his hand away.

“Close one,” (YN) whispered to Frank when they were back on their way.

“Sorry,” he winced.

“It’s fine,” she smiled.

When they finally arrived at the venue hosting the competition, they were given a schedule of when they’d go on, as well as a table where they could sell merch, meet the other bands, as well as any potential fans. (YN) set up the box of CDs that had been recorded in the garage, and arranged the shirts that she’d designed and felt her nerves starting to build. She hoped the competition would go well for the guys, which would drive people to look at the merch. If her shirts were liked well enough that fans would buy them, it would prove to the guys that she could be a help to My Chem and she could remain involved.

The guys were one of the first bands to perform that evening, and to say they crushed it would be an understatement. The crowd was in a frenzy, and as soon as they were done a ton of the spectators came over and bought merch. That’s when (YN) noticed the girls lingering off to the side, watching the guys talk to their new fans. Once the crowd dissipated, they swooped in.

“Hey,” the first girl purred, grinning at Gerard. “My name’s Veronica, and I just wanted to say you guys were really amazing up there.”

(YN) tried to keep from obviously rolling her eyes as the girls blatantly flirted with her brothers and friends. However, she was pulled from her thoughts when she heard one of the other girls ask if they’d ever consider dating a fan of the band.

Frank smirked and shot (YN) a glance. "Only if she'd been a fan from like day one, ya know? Like very clearly not just into me because of the band."

"Oh," the girl pouted.

"I mean, I'd be cool dating a fan!" Ray chimed in.

That's when an idea popped into (YN)'s head. "Hey Gee," she said, getting her brother's attention and pulling him away from the group.

"What’s up?" 

(YN) had to do her best not to start laughing at her evil idea. “I don’t think you should be talking to these girls.”

“Wait, why not?” He asked, clearly confused.

“I see the way they’re looking at you and I can imagine what they’re thinking and it’s gross. They’re just interested because they wanna get with a band member, they aren’t actually interested in you as a person, and I’d really hate for you to get a reputation in the scene,” she smirked.

Gerard opened and closed his mouth a few times, speechless. “Not fair!” He finally blurted out.

“I'm just looking out for you,” she grinned evilly before he rolled his eyes and marched off.

After the remaining bands played, the judges deliberated, and the MC eventually returned to the stage to announce the winners. The crowd didn't go as crazy for any band as they did for My Chem, so (YN) had a good feeling, but she was nervous anyway. The third, and then second place winners were announced and then MC called for a drumroll before announcing the winner.

"And in first place," the MC paused for dramatic effect and (YN) thought her heart was gonna pound out of her chest. "My Chemical Romance!"

(YN) screamed with delight as everyone started to hug each other in celebration. Frank turned to her and she wanted to grab him and kiss him, but she could only smile before they ran up on stage. The MC handed them a trophy as the other bands came up to congratulate them.

A few more people came up to buy what was left of their makeshift merch, and (YN) imagined what kind of real merch they’d be able to make with the prize money. When everything was gone, she picked up the empty boxes and followed the venue’s instructions on where to dump them out back. A few people were lingering around the back of the venue, smoking, talking, or loading up vans, but she didn't recognize anyone until Frank stepped out the backdoor. Letting out a squeal of delight, she ran over to him, unable to hold back any longer.

"Oh my god that was amazing!" She said, throwing her arms around his neck as he lifted her up in a hug. "I'm so proud of you!"

"Thanks babe!" He grinned as he returned her to her feet and kissed her hard, the adrenaline of the show, and winning still coursing through him. (YN) leaned into the kiss without a second thought.

"What the fuck?!" The shout cut through the cold late autumn night.

(YN) and Frank immediately jumped apart, as Gerard stalked toward them from where he’d been loading the van, with Mikey close behind. The other people who had been lingering around all turned to watch the unfolding scene.

"Frank, I thought of all the guys in school I could trust not to go after my sister, it would be you!" Gerard snapped, his finger in Frank’s face.

(YN) felt her blood start to boil. "Gerard! Stop it!” She snapped, pushing his hand away from Frank and stepping in between them. "God, this is so stupid! I love Frank! We're together and he has been nothing but sweet and kind and respectful and if I wanna keep dating him, then I’m gonna! Besides, you know Frank, you know he’s a good guy who isn’t gonna take advantage of me, or spread rumors, or anything else you’re scared of happening. Like who else could you possibly want me to date?”

Both Mikey and Gerard seemed to soften at her words, as silence hung between them. “You’re right,” Mikey finally conceded with a shrug before turning to Frank. “I’ve known you forever, and trust you to be good to (YN).”

“Thanks man,” Frank replied, relief evident in his tone.

"You love him?" Gerard asked, still hesitant.

"Yep," she nodded, still defiant.

"And you really love (YN)?" Gerard asked Frank.

"More than you can imagine."

Gerard nodded, considering his words. “Fine. But if she tells us you ever do anything to upset or hurt her,” Gerard started, his finger back in Frank’s face.

“You’ll kick my ass, I know,” Frank nodded, his hands up in defense.

“No, I’ll help (YN) kick your ass,” Gerard smirked. “Come on, let’s go home.”

Mikey and Gerard made their way back toward the van, but (YN) and Frank lingered behind.

(YN) turned and grinned at Frank before burying her face against his neck. “Oh my god! It happened, it finally happened! Life just got so much easier,” she laughed. "I don't think I've ever felt so relieved!"

"I’m just so happy that I can tell everyone how much I love you,” he grinned when she pulled back.

Just then Ray came out the back door that they were standing next to, guitar case in hand. The look on his face when he saw Frank’s hands on (YN) waist made (YN) immediately start giggling. 

“Wha- what the hell is this?!” He asked, clearly confused.

“Remember that girlfriend that Tucker ratted me out for having a couple months ago?” Frank asked.

“Yea?”

“Hi,” (YN) grinned as she waved at him.

“But Gerard said-”

“Doesn’t matter,” (YN) cut him off.

“No stupid rules could keep me from being in love with (YN),” Frank said, almost more to (YN) than to Ray, as he pulled her closer. 

She grinned at him, before leaning in and kissing him hard. She could have sworn she heard Ray muttering about being the last to know everything, but she didn’t care. Everything had finally turned around for her, and she didn’t have to hide her love for Frank ever again.

[dc41896]

Family Affair

Pairing: Ransom DrysdalexBlack Reader

⚠️: Harsh words from a very despicable family, fluff

“No, absolutely not.”

“Ransom come on-,”

“I said no and that’s my final answer,” he states attempting to return his attention to the newspaper in his hands until you pull it from his grasp. Standing in front of him with arms crossed, he sighs knowing you were far from letting the topic go.

“Ransom I’m not saying you have to give away the Beemer. I’m just saying we might want to look into getting a more family friendly car that a child can actually fit in comfortably.”

“What about your car? It’s fine.”

“You’re right it is. But poopie isn’t always going to be with me, which is why your car should also be safe for them.”

“You know, we’ve been going back and forth about this yet we haven’t even asked the person who’s gonna be riding in the car,” he replies scooting forward, gently grabbing your sides coming closer to your recently visible bump. “What do you say? You think daddy should retire the Beemer?”

Ear pressed against your stomach, you fail trying to hide your giggle as he pretends to listen to your unborn child.

“They said that they see nothing wrong with daddy’s car. Oh and they would rather you not call them poopie.”

“Fine Ransom, do whatever you want about the car,” you sigh giving back his crumpled paper before moving to step over his leg. You feel his grip tighten as you’re brought down to sit on his lap and his lips peck your neck.

“Alright alright, if it’ll make you like me again I’ll look into another car. I’m telling you now though, I’d walk everywhere before I buy a minivan.”

“I wouldn’t expect anything less,” you laugh. “There is something else I want to talk to you about though.”

“Hmm?”

“...I think it’s time to tell your parents.”

His body tenses under you and jaw clenches as he now focuses on your stomach with thumb gliding back and forth over your belly button. Every time you brought up anything dealing with his family that tended to be his reaction, silence paired with an unspoken disdain as if you mentioned his worse enemy.

“Y/N you know how I feel about that.”

“I know but it’s their first grandchild-,”

“It could be their 10th grandchild and I still wouldn’t want them near us.”

“I just don’t want them feel like they missed out on anything and then get even more pissed.” Hands caressing his face, you kiss his lips before meeting his intense blue eyes.

“See how you’re thinking about their feelings? Actually being a decent human being who’s caring and beautiful inside and out? They’re nothing like that and exactly why I don’t want you, or our child, in the same room as them.”

“I get you’re looking out for us, but I’m a big girl. I can handle myself.”

“I’m not saying you can’t but Y/N, I’m telling you my family is not the kind where you can warm their cold hearts like some kids movie. I just hope you fully get that.”

“I’m not expecting them to join hands and break out in song like they’re straight out the sound of music. I just want them to know Ransom,” you answer.

He still didn’t want to do it, but he could see your point. The least you both could do was let them know so they couldn’t turn things back on you saying you hid their grandchild from them. Releasing a long breath through his nostrils, he lowers your hands kissing the inside of your wrists.

“Okay, we’ll tell them. But that’s all they need to know.”

“Okay, and you try not to worry,” you smile resting your forehead against his. “Everything’s gonna be fine.”

“For both of your sakes, I hope you’re right,” he responds rubbing your belly.

———

The entire car ride to his grandfather’s estate, Ransom was quiet staring straight ahead at the road. He was irritable the whole morning as he trudged back and forth throughout the house getting himself ready. This followed in the car where he simply turned on the radio not uttering a word and leaving you watching the autumn trees pass outside. You know it was all due to his nerves for what was to come and wished there was something you could say to instantly reassure him. Instead though, you simply took his free hand in yours kissing his knuckles.

It was a small gesture, but you wanted to show him you were there.

“Thank you,” he speaks just above a whisper gently squeezing your hand back before placing it on your thigh. Soon after, an older yet well kept looking house became closer in sight causing you to awe in its vintage beauty.

Really calling it a house wouldn’t do it justice. It was like a mini mansion with all the windows that lined the second level and reminded you of a small section of the hogwarts dormitories from the pointed rooftops.

“It’s not as great as it looks,” he says parking the car. “It creaks so loud you can probably hear it outside, gets drafty at night, and some of the furniture has that stale smell you can’t seem to get rid of no matter what you do to it.”

Guiding his chin to look at you, you lean closer capturing his lips with yours as his hand finds the back of your neck holding you close until both of you need to breathe.

“Try to relax, okay?” He nods with a soft smile letting you go so you both can make your way towards the front door.

“You’ve gotta be kidding me. It was only supposed to be my parents and grandpa, not the whole family!” It wasn’t until now being halfway to the front steps that you both noticed the extra cars near the front of the house.

“You’d think they’d respect this one wish-,”

“Hey it’s okay. Yea we have more of an audience now, but we’ll be fine. Maybe somehow this’ll work out better for us?”

“Darling you really are too naive at times,” he sarcastically smiles.

“And you can be the biggest grouch I’ve ever met, but I still love you,” you reply mimicking his expression before kissing his cheek as he chuckles.

His arm barely extended enough to reach the knob before the door swung open revealing a middle aged man with white hair and a style similar to Ransom’s from the sweater under his open fleece jacket and jeans over deck shoes.

“Good thing you still look the same after a year or else we wouldn’t know you at all,” he states with arms crossed in front of him.

“Hello father, lovely to see you too.”

“Still as sarcastic as ever too. And who do we have here?”

“Oh I’m Y/N, nice to meet you Mr. Drysdale,” you sweetly smile holding out your hand which he shakes with an amused look painted on his face.

“So this is the special guest we’ve been waiting on,” he grins. “And please call me Richard.”

“Speaking of I thought we agreed it was only gonna be us. Why is the whole family here?”

“Walt came by to talk business with your grandfather so of course Donna and Jacob followed behind. Joni came when she found out everyone else was here because she didn’t want to be ‘left out’,” a lady not far behind Walt in age explains, heels clicking against the hardwood as she approaches the door in her mauve colored suit looking every bit as rich as you’d imagine someone to look. “Richard are you gonna let them in or keep them outside the entire time?”

“Oh sorry, come in,” he motions stepping aside letting the both of you enter.

Although a bit cluttered with the eccentric knickknacks collected by the family over time, it was still just as beautiful inside as it was out, if not more.

“So I’m guessing you’re here to tell me you’re playing house with my son?,” she asks taking a drink from her glass.

“Um well technically yes, but-,”

“Jesus let them sit down first Linda,” Richard shakes his head leading you to the couch as Ransom follows close behind. Of course being the stranger in the house all eyes were on you as you sat down. “So Y/N, what’s your poison?”

“I’ll actually just take water, thank you.”

“Joni, Walt, Donna, Jacob, this is Ransom’s guest Y/N, Y/N these are Ransom’s aunts, his uncle, and youngest cousin,” Linda points respectively before sitting in front of you with legs crossed.

“So what do we owe the pleasure of this little visit Ransom? Need more money from Harlan to do God knows what on some private island?,” Joni chuckles sipping from her wine glass.

“Actually my business here is with my parents which has nothing to do with neither of you leeches,” Ransom quips placing an arm around your shoulder.

“Oh very classy. Y/N I may not know you, but I’d really advise you to get out from under this one as soon as you can,” Walt replies sitting on the arm of his wife’s chair.

“No ‘may not’, you don’t know her, so what makes you think you’re in the position to give her advice of any kind?”

“Okay boys enough,” Linda interjects with a raised hand. “Ransom what’s going on?”

In perfect timing, Richard walks in setting your water down in front of you before sitting in the empty chair next to a waiting Linda who seemed like the type not liking to do so.

“Go ahead,” Ransom whispers in your ear giving a reassuring nod as you sit up a bit straighter with hands clasped in your lap.

“Well, Linda and Richard, we wanted to meet with you to let you know that you’re gonna be grandparents.”

Just staring at you unimpressed with your announcement, you feel your stomach sink disappointed in their lack of enthusiasm or any reaction really.

“Here we go again,” she lowly grins swallowing the last of her brown liquor. “Listen honey you seem like a nice girl, but do you know how many of that boy’s ex’s or random hookups have come here saying the same thing expecting a check from us?”

“Unlike all of those other girls, which it was only four, she’s serious,” Ransom adds.

“Four too many if you ask me,” Joni mumbles.

“Well no one did so why are you still here?!”

“Mrs. Drysdale-,”

“It’s Linda or Mrs. Thrombey-Drysdale dear,” she corrects refilling her glass.

“Linda I’m not here looking for some handout. I just wanted the both of you to know that Ransom and I are expecting so you’d be in their life.”

“How do you know it’s his?,” Richard asks causing both you and Ransom to turn your heads looking as if he’d cursed you using every word under the sun.

“Excuse me?”

“Like Linda said, you seem like a nice girl but we have to make sure we’re not just falling for the innocent farm girl routine here.”

“Plus with you kids now and your wild live free ways, it’s a valid question I’d say,” Donna states making your blood boil to levels you’d never experienced before.

“Yes Ransom is the father. Would you like me to tell you where and when we had sex too so you can add it up yourselves?”

“Hey no need to get an attitude with us,” Walt says trying to calm an apparently offended Donna. “As you know this is a prominent family with assets we’re just trying to protect. Plus think of our patriarch. Bringing all this drama to him in his old age and with his ailments might send the poor man to the hospital.”

“Look I understand, trust me I do. But Ransom is literally right here with me which should be proof enough everything I’m saying is true.”

“And it would be if we knew Ransom wasn’t money hungry and trying to make sure his inheritance was still intact,” Linda says peering over her cup.

“I started my own writing company with the money I had left getting NOTHING MORE from grandpa. I literally said screw my inheritance before I stormed out last year and never came back!,” Ransom yells becoming more frustrated as well.

“People’s minds can change,” Jacob quietly speaks making you scoff before standing up to walk out the room.

“Oh, and before I go,” you start, lifting your sweater just enough so everyone could see your bump. “It’s a real bump. No fake belly or anything if that was the next question.” You didn’t give anyone a chance to say anything more, not even Ransom to stop you from leaving, before you rushed out the room through the kitchen to wherever your feet would guide you.

“Couldn’t leave it alone could you?,” Ransom sighs.

“Well maybe we wouldn’t have to do all that if you would’ve kept it in your pants in the past!,” Linda shouts as Ransom just shakes his head.

“All that booze is really getting to your head,” he chuckles to himself standing to his feet. “Those other girls all came by themselves, wrote letters, or emails claiming those things. Not one did I sit there with them letting them spew lies because I KNEW THEY WERE LYING!”

“Well if this one’s so different, why has it taken a year for us to meet her?!”

“BECAUSE OF THIS!! This dysfunction I’ve had to deal with that I didn’t want to subject my wife or unborn child to!”

“Wife?,” everyone asks at the same time looking as if he’d just grown a second head.

“Yes, my wife. We got married six months ago.”

“Jesus, Ransom,” Richard groans running a hand over his face. “There was a prenup involved right?”

“She offered to sign one, but I said no. Because unlike your marriage, we can trust each other.” Pushing past his father, he follows your steps through the kitchen and eventually out to the enclosed veranda hearing your sniffles.

“I know. You’re here to tell me I told you so and how being a grouch isn’t a bad thing because it avoids your feelings getting hurt,” you softly speak looking down to your belly as your hands cradle the small protrusion.

“No,” he answers sitting beside you kissing your temple. “I just came to check on you.”

“I’ve calmed down, but I just want to go home and go to bed. Oh and you were right about this place being creaky.”

“I’ve told them these floors need to be replaced,” a deep voice announces startling the both of you. The elderly man slowly makes his way to the chair across from you sighing in content as he sits down. “So I hear a new member of the family will be joining us soon.”

“Yea, around May or June. Grandpa this Y/N, my wife. Y/N this is grandpa Harlan,” Ransom introduces as the two of you shake hands.

“Nice to meet you. I apologize for my children’s behavior, they can be-,”

“Rude and outright inconsiderate,” you interrupt quickly slapping your hand over your mouth realizing you just said that out loud. “I’m sorry, it slipped out.”

“It’s quite alright, and in fact true,” he chuckles. “Don’t worry about them though, if you both need anything at all just let me know.”

“That’s nice of you gramps, but this baby is our responsibility. We don’t need any assistance.”

“That’s very commendable of you two, but I don’t want that child going without anything he or she needs to save your ego. Just know I’ll personally be here to help any way I can.”

You could see why Ransom always wanted to be by his grandfathers side. He might’ve had his stern moments from the stories you heard, but overall he was caring and actually gave people chances rather than immediately dismissing them. It made you wonder what happened to the rest of the family for them to turn out so different.

“Thank you Harlan. We really appreciate everything, but especially you just being there for us,” you smile walking over to hug his shoulders making the old man chuckle being caught off guard by your affection.

“You’re very welcome. And you little one,” he directs toward your stomach, “yes you’re coming into a, well...complicated family, but you have the power to determine what reaction your name brings. Whenever you need to be reminded of that, your parents and I will be here.”

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[hypnotized-by-your-name91]

I understand it all now and spirit keep opening my eyes more and more. Little by little. Piece by piece. Like I heard that back then that they just wanted me so they can get a new car. I thought I would be nice and go half on the lease because we needed a car.. a better car.. so I did. And I thought it would be okay because she was taking me places… but in the end it just blew up in my face because deep down she seen that as hers and when ever I needed a ride she would kind get irritated… or say it’s ok ask if I need to go but proceed to kind of make a deal out of it… by her actions… her body language… or always find some excuse why she couldn’t take me to work or some shit…. Like umm ok? Why is it a problem I am paying half on car…. And then all of a sudden she lost it because it broke and weeks before I stopped paying half because I really felt like I was being used. It was hers all along it felt.. every one says that actions speak louder than words… sooo when she got another car and I wasn’t paying on it…. She was fine with taking me place but I knew it was going to back fire on me so I never asked her for rides anywhere. Because at the end of the day it was all my fault. I should have had my license and that was a huge problem but I thought getting this new vehicle she would help me with my driving come to find out 3 years later she just said that she was scared and didn’t wanna drive with me… and I wasn’t that bad a of a driver I just needed practice.. I almost feel like she didn’t want to grow and level up in life… that’s how I felt. Maybe I was wrong but that’s the vibe I get. Granted I was bad. I spoke about her at work but she wouldn’t stop being that way and I had to vent. I should have left and did what I did.

Not wasn’t even that… there’s more. She never took the time to see that I was buying a lot of nassetites for the house…. All the time…. Then I started putting my stuff in my room and then she asked to use it and I ignored her. I could have said no but idk… then she came back and said well I got this for both us to use. Ok, great but what about all the other stuff I have bought for us and you never thought to buy it as well when it ran out? I was always replacing almost everything and all she bought were damn QTips not to mention that she felt like i was leaving so she the bought me more soap… then proceeded to ask me if i was moving out…like that one thing of soap was going to change everything. I know the cycle… I was not going to live in that shit. That’s how i seen it all. But idk how she found out we were leaving when I had just found out myself… she’s like how can you do this to me… how could you not have told me… I’m just like we just found out we really weren’t looking…

But again, every thing is kind of my fault and she is victim to everything… lmao. Like no girl. You had your role you played in it. You can’t put it all on me your actions are what pushed me away because it realized it was all about you. And I wasn’t vibing that way. I was done living my life through someone else.. and only doing things when they wanted to or go where ever they wanted too. Yea, very few times we went where I wanted to go. I went to see your mom with you and everything. It’s like I was a decoy so that your family thinks you are a lot better than you were before.. hey, maybe.. idk but everything was fishy…. And your gonna sit back and make me look like that bad guy in all of this when it seems like you planned all of this from the beginning like you never used me.. get outta here…

Stop the fucking films because I only reacted to how you made me feel. I only told people how you made me feel about your actions because you wouldn’t stop… go ahead and react on that and make it seem like you didn’t push me to that point. It may have seemed like I was trying to bully you but I wasn’t I was simply telling people my truth. Maybe the wrong people yeah…. But those same people you called your friends so? Your own little sister said stuff to me that I’d never repeat to anyone but you know everyone lied to go around a repeat what I said about you. Why? Idk. I didn’t care. I had a reason. And same with you.. you had reason but idk I was just trying to live my life. That’s all. You were the one who was shady from the start when I was being helpful. That’s I ever was… was helpful… and I kept getting shot down low to the ground like I never did a thing.. I would never get the same energy in return.

But also said that I shouldn’t let her actions affect mine… how? We work and live together…. Like really 😂😂😂 I laughed inside. Every week it was almost missing work so how doesn’t that effect me and you getting upset that you didn’t asked for much? Lolol ok girl.

I know I do a lot more for dean but I know he loves me and appreciates me. He’s never acted different or always about himself… when I was always acting selfless with you and helping anyway I could. He does a lot for me and I’m so grateful.

[juniorfics]

Favorite color

mina x GN!reader

written by: R

word count: 1.8k

Warning!: one-sided pining, the word dude used as slang, slight angst, and just a wee bit of internalized homophobia (but only for like, a paragraph) ((also, mina might be slightly out of character, so..sorry about that :p))

y/n was distraught.

No, distraught wasn't the right word...conflicted maybe? Well, whatever the correct word is, they were feeling it.

Allow me to give a bit of context; you see, y/n was crushing on someone. Quite aggressively, actually. they couldn't stop thinking about them. the way they smiled, the way their hair bounced slightly when they walked, the way they could brighten a room so easily with only their presence. Yes, y/n was crushing, but that wasn't the issue. they've had many crushes before. So many, some would see it as a bit of a problem. No, the crushing itself wasn't a huge deal, rather, it was who the crush was on. The gender of the person, to be more specific.

y/n was always more attracted to guys, never finding herself attracted to females in any sort of romantic way. But ever since their first year of high school had begun, it seemed to them that that might not be the case anymore. All because of a certain pink-haired individual. Well, pink hair is a bit of an understatement. Everything about her is pink! Her hair, her skin, her personality, everything! And it suited her too, the color pink. She was a very bright and optimistic person, looking to the bright side of things as often as she could, making others happy by just simply being herself. Not to mention she was very pretty to look at, but that’s more of an opinion that can vary from person to person.

It's pretty safe to say that y/n was more than a bit confused when these feelings first emerged. they can practically pinpoint the moment it happened- when all this crushing began. It was during the school festival, back when they were all still first years. To be more precise, it was when 1-A was performing their concert. The two of them hadn't been in the same class at the time, in fact, y/n wasn't even planning on going to the concert at all, but their friend had convinced them that it would be fun, and they eventually caved, agreeing to go only if he would buy them a strawberry-banana crepe afterward. They had managed to get good seats near the front and patiently waited for the show to start. Then, the lights went out, the curtains opened, and a bunch of people, including their friend, began shouting out the name of one of the girls on stage. ‘Fanboys..’ they thought, waiting for the show to start. Then, before they knew it, the music started, and a bunch of dancers came out. That's when they saw her- Ashido. they had remembered her from the sports festival, as well as seeing her in the hallway a few times. they thought nothing of it and continued enjoying the show. But then, something happened that would change y/n’s perception of the world forever- Ashido had winked.

Granted, Ashido hadn't winked directly at her, rather to that general area of the audience, but y/n saw it nonetheless, and suddenly, their heart had started beating faster, their face steadily increasing in temperature, their hands went clammy and their mouth went dry. Why were they feeling like this? they had never reacted to anything as subtle as a wink this aggressively before. Plus, they had never developed a crush for someone this quickly before, ever! Even their fastest crush had taken a day to develop. ‘Wait, crush? No, I can't have a crush on her! That-that's impossible!’ they thought, shaking their head. they had tuned out the rest of the concert at this point. ‘I don’t like her! No, I can't like her! I like guys! Dudes! Men! people who portray as masculine! I don't like girls! Never have, never will!’ they thought, the words sounding like screams to them. 'And besides! The wink probably wasn't even for me. There's no way she could even see me among all these other people! Yeah, it was probably just to the crowd.’ that's what they told themself, but there was a small voice in the back of their mind that stayed with them for the rest of the day, once the concert was over, while they were eating the crepe they were promised, while they were lying in their bed in the middle of the night; “what if it was for me? What if she did see me? What if she winked at me?’

Over the next few months, they had come to terms with their emotions, accepting the fact that they did, indeed, have a crush on Ashido. Well, less of a crush, more of an obsession. But hey, this was how they always handled these things. their feelings were still a bit confusing, but they couldn't just ignore them. they promised themselves a long time ago that they would always acknowledge their feelings, no matter who they were for. So this has become y/n’s current dilemma. They were already halfway through their second year and they hadn't even made an attempt at confessing. However, a few weeks ago, they decided that they would confess on the last day of April.

Which just so happened to be today.

y/n was extremely nervous. they were gonna confess her feelings, of course they were nervous! But they told themself they would, and that's what they were gonna do.

~

The final bell rang, and school was officially over. y/n practically jumped out of their seat, speed walking out of the classroom, and into the hallway. This was it! they were gonna confess her feelings! they had to find Ashido first, though. Luckily, they had memorized Ashido’s schedule, and what hallways she normally took, so this wouldn't really be a problem. Yes, a bit stalkerish, but it came in handy for moments like this. Finally, they got to the hallway they needed to be at and waited for a moment. Soon enough, a bunch of footsteps, along with idle chatter, got closer and closer, and closer, until-

“Aghhh, today’s training was super tough today! I'm so soreee…”

“Right? I can barely feel my legs, it's like I'm walking on jello,”

“It doesn't help that midterms are coming up as well, my brain is just as sore,”

y/n watched as the friend group passed by, not even noticing them. Just when they were far enough so it didn't seem creepy, they walked out, clearing their throat.

“U-um...Ashido?”

The group turned around, signs of confusion on their faces. The girl in question stepped towards them slightly, a small bounce in her step.

“Hmm?”

y/n’s face tinted pink. they hoped it wasn't too noticeable. “U-uh, hi. I-i know you don't know me, b-but do you think I could talk to you for a sec? I-it won't take long, promise!” they blurted out, hands behind their back.

Ashido smiled, thinking it was probably a shy fan or something. “Yea, of course! What's up?”

There was a small silence.

“...a-alone?” y/n muttered, their face getting slightly redder.

Ashido blinked. “Oh, alright!-” she turned to her friends, making a small shooing motion with her hand.- “you guys go on ahead! I'll catch up later,”

“Well, okay. Just don't take too long, or we're gonna get boba tea without you!” the blonde one joked, waving behind him as the other two followed after him. Ashido stuck her tongue out at them, before chuckling and turning back to face y/n.

“So, what were you saying?” she said, smiling at them.

y/n almost had a heart attack. ‘So cute..’ they thought, fidgeting with the hem of their shirt. “W-well, I just wanted to-”

“Wait...you’re the crush dude, right?” Ashido questioned, snapping her fingers as if she had an ‘aha!’ moment.

y/n blinked. “...c-crush dude?”

“Yea! I've heard about you from some of the general student kids!”

“O-oh...well I just wanted to tell you that-”

“Wait, WAIT! Don't tell me...you like one of my friends, right?”

“H-huh? No, that's not-”

“Lemme guess, it's Denki, isn't it? Wait, no, you don't really seem like you’d be into him...what about Hanta? He's pretty cool, and you guys would look good together! Ooh, did you want me to tell him to you? Cause I can do that if you want-”

“ASHIDO!” y/n yelled, getting frustrated. Ashido froze, looking at y/n. She admits that she does have a tendency to talk over people, but she definitely didn't expect someone like y/n to flat out yell at her. y/n took a deep breath, looking back at Ashido.

“Look, i-I'm sorry I yelled, it's just- I have something really important I wanna tell you.” they looked at the ground, their blush getting darker. Ashido wasn't saying anything, so they began speaking again.

“I-i don't like any of your friends...I like you, Ashido. A-and I'm not entirely sure if you swing that way or anything, to be honest, I didn't think I did either, but here I am!” they chuckled nervously, staring at their shoes. “A-anyway, what I'm trying to say is, y-you don't have to reciprocate, I-i just thought you should know.”

they looked up, finally ready to see Ashido's reaction, and- blank. Her face was completely blank. y/n could feel tears welling up in their eyes. Had they said something wrong? Who were they kidding, of course they had. they had confessed to a girl. Ashido probably thought they were super weird. To make matters worse, they’ve never even spoken to each other before this! y/n had completely screwed up. If there was any sort of chance that they could've been friends, let alone romantic partners, it was all gone now. they sniffed, wiping their eyes. they turned around, not wanting to hear any of the comments they expected.

“Hey, wait!”

they froze, turning back around. Ashido was a few steps closer now, a look of concern on her face. She looked like she had to say something, but couldn't find the words to do so. After a few seconds of silence, she spoke, clearly nervous.

“Well, first of all, thank you for telling me. I appreciate it. And, um…” her face began getting pinker. “I...I wouldn't mind going on a date. A-as long as you’re comfortable with it, of course.” she smiled, rubbing the back of her neck.

A date? y/n couldn't believe it. they were speechless. they didn't think they were weird, or a freak, or anything? “You...you don't think I'm weird? We’ve never even talked..”

“Well, that may be true, but that's what dates are for, right? To get to know someone better! Plus, it would be nice being seen in public with someone as cute as you!” she winked, a huge grin on her face.

‘C-cute?!?!? She thinks I'm cute!! Omgomgomgomgomgomgomgomg-’ y/n’s face was practically as red as an apple, but so was Ashido's, so they felt a little bit better about it.

“Y-yeah, a date sounds wonderful,” they said, fidgeting with the hem of their shirt again. “I-i’m free on the 4th!”

“Alrighty then! Here, gimme your phone.”

They then traded numbers, and Ashido ran off to meet up with her friends again, promising to work out the details later. y/n smiled.

Yep, there was no denying it- pink was definitely their favorite color.

[deans-baby-momma]

Truth or Dare-Part 6/20

Summary: The Winchester sibling trio has been through so much in the last decade. From the night of their parents’ 30th wedding anniversary party where Sam and Dean eased Y/N from her innocence to Sam becoming a happily married lawyer with a kickass nurse of wife to the three of them now living in the same town they grew up in under the same roof where each of them came of age.  Y/N is a working mother of three,  her days spent helping the townsfolk make proper and suitable financial decisions while bustling about escorting her two oldest to school and her youngest, Mary Ellen, to daycare; Dean’s garage is the premiere body shop for classic restorations and  car maintenance; people from other state’s bring their vehicles to them to be repaired. Business at Winchester Wheels  is booming; Sam is the legal council for Winchester Wheels and has been since he moved back home almost 5 years ago. He has his work cut out for him dealing with the people Dean pisses off and threatens to sue the garage on at least a monthly basis.

After one lust-filled night, the siblings become more than family.  They become lovers. The three of them, together and separately.

One big loving family.

So when Y/N’s boss calls for her to take a much needed vacation, the six of them hit the road. What will happen? Will it bring them closer together or break them apart?

W/C: 1115

Warnings:  more jealousy, ACTUAL jealousy, Lisa, pissed off reader

"Dean?" Y/N questions as he opens the passenger side door of the rented Tahoe. "Why are we taking the vehicle? Aren't we just gonna walk down to Miss Kitty's?"

"Nope," is the only answer he gives her until he is seated behind the wheel. "Our first date deserves something a little more special."

Y/N looks over at him, stunned.  'He had really put some thought into this,' she thinks to herself as they pull out of the hotel's parking lot.

Dean places his left hand on the steering wheel to guide the car then grabs her hand with his right, lacing their fingers together before resting their joined hands on the console.

When they pull into the Dodge House Restaurant and Saloon, Y/N's smile widens. The sign above the building indicates that they offer 'the biggest buffet north of the Mason-Dixon'. Leave it to Dean to find a place with an unlimited supply of food.

After they park, Dean gets out and rushes around the car to open Y/N's door. She smiles brightly at him as she exits the vehicle. He is definitely pulling out all the stops to make her feel special and cherished. 

After getting their fill of steak, chicken and anything else you can think of, Dean drives them to their next stop, The 8 Seconds Bar.

"Where are we going now?" Y/N giggles as she takes in the establishment.  "Eight seconds for what?"

Her question is answered as soon as they enter. High top tables are placed sporadically around the room with more private booths along the wall to the right. To their left was a long wooden bar top with stools perched in front. 

The place was pretty hopping, country Western music heard under the din of the patrons' conversations. 

What stood out to her was the large mechanical bull in the middle of the room surrounded by a large cushioned area. The name of the bar finally made sense.

"Are you going to…?" She asks, nodding toward the beast.

"Hell yea," Dean smiles as he lays an arm around her shoulders and leads her toward the bar. "Two Jacks and Cokes, easy on the Coke," Dean orders as they settle on two stools at the bar.

Once the bartender returns with their drinks, Y/N sips as she turns on her stool to people watch.

"You having fun so far?" Dean leans in so she can hear him.

"Of course. This is the best first date ever. You might even get lucky later," she tells him with a wink.

Dean smiles and chuckles. "Putting out on the first date eh?"

"Maybe. If you play your cards right."

Sadly, after a few hours and one bull ride later, it looked as if Dean had folded and had no chance of getting back into the action.

It all started going downhill shortly after Dean conquered Tucker the Bucker, he began acquiring the attention of another patron at the bar, a woman they both quickly learn is named Lisa.

Lisa is almost as tall as Y/N but has the body of an athlete, muscular arms and a narrow tiny waist that is all showcased in the flowered halter top she is wearing. The shorts she is sporting barely make it to the top of her thighs, making her tanned legs look miles long. She is the epitome of what Y/N is not!

Y/N watches as Dean blushes at the attention she is giving him, offering to buy him drinks and touching him on his arm or shoulder.

Y/N glares at the bitch each time but Lisa just ignores it. 'How dare that whore thinks she has a chance with my man!' she thinks as she watches Dean try to shrug off her advances. 

After a half-hour, Lisa is practically hanging on to his every word and always has her hand on him. Y/N is getting fed up and livid.

'Why doesn't she take a hint? Why doesn't Dean tell her he is taken? Wait, is he enjoying the attention? Is she someone Dean could see himself fucking? Is he tired of me? We have been together for almost a decade and I'm pretty sure Dean has been faithful and loyal during that time. Does he want another pussy to get his dick wet?'

Sure, Dean had been on dates before-to keep up appearances, of course-but now Y/N wonders if her assumption that he hadn’t slept with any of the girls he’d taken out was correct. Had he been fucking them too?

The self-deprecating thoughts keep coming as Y/N sits there watching the scene in front of her, holding back the tears burning behind her eyelids.

When the song that's playing stops and before the next one begins, she hears Lisa proposition Dean.

"Why don't we get out of here and I'll ride you better than you rode Ole Tuck?"

That does it! Y/N jumps up and pushes her way in between her brother and the slut in front of him.

"Why don't you go find someone else to fuck? My boyfriend isn't interested in a whore like you."

"You-your boyfriend?" Lisa asks, wide-eyed and shocked.  "I-I thought you were his sister or something. The resemblance is uncanny."

"I'm not his sister," Y/N proclaims. "I am his girlfriend, his lover, the mother of his kids. Yea honey, that's right. We have three beautiful children. So run on along and leave us alone!"

Lisa turns and takes off across the bar before Y/N can blink. She turns to look at Dean, who is smiling ear to ear,  a look of pride coloring his face.

"That was awesome," he chuckles.

Y/N rolls her eyes and stomps toward the door, not really caring if Dean is following her or not.

She doesn't have to wait long before Dean joins her outside, unlocking the car as he walks toward it. She rips the door open and climbs in, slamming it shut. She is fuming!

Dean slides in behind the wheel and just sits there, staring straight ahead. 

"If you want to go back in there and take her up on her offer, go," Y/N seethes. 

Dean sighs and puts the key in the ignition turning the engine on.

"I don't."

As they head back toward the hotel, Y/N is trembling with rage. When he pulls into a spot, before he even puts it in Park, Y/N jumps out and slams the door again.

Dean sits and watches through the windshield as Y/N unlocks the room and storms in. 

'Fuck!' he thinks to himself. 'What have I done?'

A/N: Uh-oh!!! Their first date isn’t going to end well is it???

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How about one where levi comforts his s/o on her birthday? She maybe doesn't feel as important or not good enough? My bday is actually coming up and im a bit anxious for it and i tend to cry on my birthdays for no reason, but now im feeling as if i have a reason to cry? idk but i just would like some fluff/comfort with levi bc i love him sm. Thank you!

𝐚 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐝𝐚𝐲 (𝐋𝐞𝐯𝐢 𝐀𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

text: hello anon!! First of all thank you so much for your lovely request I would gladly write this up for you 🥺💕 and second HAPPY EARLY/LATE BIRTHDAY <3 I hope I am not too late and you get to see this post either on your birthday or before :,) I hope you have a lovely day filled with love and laughter cause everyone deserves that on their birthday 🥰 and also I hope this post somehow helps you go through with your bday and makes u feel perhaps less anxious or sad! I kind of felt like this on my last birthday but I went to read some fanfics and they kind of helped me out and made me smile so I hope that is the same case with you when you read what I wrote for you :,) also i made this modern au ahhhh

synopsis: it’s y/n’s birthday! He tries to make this day special as it is since he wants his s/o to realize that! Later he finds out that his s/o feels on this very day not that important and also tears up. As Levi discovers that, he does and says things only on your birthday that really made you surprised and on this day you felt extremely good and special y/n cries happy tears instead <3

comfort fluff, bit angst, a little bit suggestive (?), modern au ♡ —

Today is the day, and not any day but Levi's s/o birthday! He woke up extremely early for this day. He had already planned out what to do coming from a man who is pretty much organized and ahead of things you weren’t shocked to see him getting up quite early.

“Levi..?” Y/N said in such a soft and tired tone, it really warmed his heart. “Love...Happy birthday.” He would go near your ear and whisper that, then gave you a kiss on your forehead. “I’m sorry I didn't mean to wake you up...Go back to sleep.” He would say as he pushed your hair back gently that was laying on your face. You felt his warm fingertips brush against your cheek and you open your eyes slightly to look at your man, Levi that was up and putting his shirt on. You got up a bit reached out and pulled on the his shirt “Wait...don’t leave.”

He turned around quickly and looked at you, ‘Why does she sound uneasy....?’ He would wonder as he came closer to you and kissed on top of your head. “Silly, I’m not leaving or going anywhere. I’ll be in the kitchen so just rest a bit and I’ll wake you up later on, Hm?” Levi said with a smile, after the war and when you both left Paradise to start a life in the outside world, Levi started to smile more, laugh and be even more affectionate towards you and this warmed your heart. He promised you that he would protect you till the last days even if there was no war anymore and also....promised you to show you more love cause he deiced to spend the rest of his life with you, and he was in progress in doing that!

After a couple of hours, you felt a small rub on your shoulders. “Time to wake up birthday girl” He gave you a warm smile and helped you get out of your shared bed. You felt how gentle, and careful he was for you...he truly did cherish you and loved you a lot, you meant the world to Levi.

As you were brushing your teeth, Levi was brushing your hair and when he was done he would put his arms around your waist and kept kissing your neck until you were done and ready.

Your cheeks were red now and you had a shy look on your face. “Ha, Don't be shy with me Love, it’s just us alone.” He would say and softly rub your arms. “Let’s go then?” and you give him a nod and held on his hand.

When you both went downstairs, you gasped and was taken aback by what you saw. A beautiful breakfast that was set up and prepared for the both of you, a sack of pancakes with fruits that was cut by him, your favorite fruit juice, and there was a vase with a bouquet and you could see a card that was hidden in the beautiful flowers he picked out for you and it was written ‘Happy Birthday my Dearest’

“Wow, you did this for...me?” You would say while giving him a sad expression that almost broke his heart. “Who else?” He said with a sarcastic tone and pulled your hand towards the table. You and Levi enjoyed the breakfast and you both had a good morning filled with laughter.

“Sit down, I’m gonna clean the dishes” you nodded and went to sit on the coach. You then started to feel...a bit anxious? Y/N wondered how the rest of the day would go and you started to think if what Levi did was all worth it?

“Love, what's wrong?” Levi was quick to read your vibe, he approached you from behind, and sensed you were feeling perhaps down. “Nothing...”

“Yea I’m not gonna buy that, tell me....What’s wrong?” Y/N stood up slowly and was looking down, her hair was covering her face and that made Levi quickly go in front of her and held on her shoulders. Tears then started to roll down from your cheeks and Levi pulled you to his chest for a hug. “I-I don’t know why I’m tearing up! But I am feeling as if I have a reason to cry and I usually cry on my birthdays Levi...I’m sorry, it’s probably for nothing.”

“Why are you apologizing?” He hugged you tighter and then proceed to stroke your hair. “These feelings are completely normal, why apologize for it? But it’s okay you don’t need to explain why you are crying love.” Levi waited for y/n to calm down as he caressed her hair, and Y/N pulled her face away from his muscular chest and looked up at him. He gave a small smile to her and wiped her tears “Let’s....make those tears not for ‘nothing’ or for ‘no reason’ to be wasted, but instead let me make those tears a reason for you today. A reason that caused you to smile and laugh today.”

Levi was now looking at you in such a loving way, you could feel all his love, emotions, the way he caressed you, hugged you, touched your hair gently and now holding both of your hands, it warmed your heart. He was indeed a man who was really mature, and has a great deal of empathy towards Y/N. Levi understood your feelings cause of the deep love he had for you. “You are important to me, okay? So, let me make those tears....happy tears instead.”

After a while, Levi told you to get dressed up and ready because he was going to take you somewhere. You both left your apartment that you both shared at the moment and walked down the street, while Levi tightly holding your hand and on the other hand he was carrying a brown paper carrier bag which had something in it. “What’s inside?” “A surprise.”

Later did you know, you both reached a huge garden park and you saw a group of people that you recognized. Your friends! “Everyone!”

As soon as Hanji hear you, Hanji came running towards you and hugged you tightly which was then followed by Jean, Mikasa, Armin and the rest all wishing you a happy birthday!

You then spotted Onyankopn, Falco and Gabi preparing the huge picnic filled with a variety of delicious food and then Levi brought out the cake which he designed and baked just for you.

The whole afternoon was spent with your loved one, friends and you all had such a great time, playing some card games, tennis which Jean and Connie that they brought along with them. You were packed with so many gifts too, and Levi was holding on to your waist and hand the whole time and would sneak in some kisses on your cheek when no one would look. Hanji then talked about how your relationship was going and Levi would suddenly talk really highly of you, and pamper about you then he would mention all of the times you meant a lot to him and he cherished.

The sun started to set and everyone was heading to leave, and Levi held on your hand and you both went to see the sunset while sitting on the bench. You found the sunset really beautiful, but to Levi he thought you were more prettier. He held on your hand and then said while focusing on your eyes “You know...When you are not around, I always crave for your touch. You just make me feel good so I always find myself a chance to hold your hand constantly.” Before you could say anything, he gave you a box that was wrapped with a ribbon. “Open it.” Your eyes widen when you saw the gift, it was Rose Gold Watch and it looked rather expensive but extremely charming. He went closer to you and brought your wrist closer and wore the watch for you. “I knew this would suit you.” Levi smiled again and looked at you, tears were now forming on your eyes but this time...it was happy tears and you gave him a big smile that really warmed his heart. “Thank you Levi, I really love you...” He went closer to you and kissed your cheek which washed away the tears that was rolling down. “I love you more....And didn't I say I would make that happy tears today, Hm? But we aren’t done, your birthday did not end yet”

After you both reached home, you both went to the bedroom and you started to change into your comfy silk nightgown, while Levi took of his shirt and was only...wearing his joggers? ‘Wait...He would only do that if he is in the mood’ You thought as you started to blush slightly.

“Lev-” Your words were taken aback when Levi suddenly embraced you and kept his face in your neck while bring his arms around your waist. “Can...I make you feel good tonight? I want to make your birthday memorable....just for today.”  It was more of a whisper when he said it, and you managed to hear it all even though you could feel his heart beating fast.

Your face was now red, you could feel his back muscle tense up and the detail of it as you caressed his back. You nodded, which Levi sensed and acknowledged, but asked again. “I need to hear your answer love.” He was now looking at you and he held on your shoulders, waiting for a response and he would not let you go until you answered. “Yes Love” You said with certainty and looked back at him which he suddenly blushed with you how you responded. Levi did had a tough and strong personality from the outside, but when it came to moments like these he was really soft and usually shy but tonight he wanted to try his best for you, cause you meant the world to him.

He picked you up and you could feel his biceps around you which you held on as he gently laid you on top of the bed, with Levi being on top of you. He leaned in closer and gave you a kiss on your forehead. “Oi! I can be romantic…So why are you giving me that look?” He said with a smirk and that made you laugh. “Hmm...Prove it then.” You challenged him and that made his ego boost up. He proceeded to kiss all over your face which made you giggle as some of them tickled, and then he stopped and reached the edge of your lips which made both of you open your eyes and gazed into each other, both feeling the affection and attraction. “Shit...it drives me crazy when you look at me that way.” He went and kissed your lips, it was soft, slow and very passionate...you could feel all of his love in that kiss as you held on his biceps while his arms where between you for support.

“Where....else do you want me to kiss you?” He moved closer to you as he whispered near your ear, you felt his hot breathe which made you shiver. “A-Anywhere..” You were a blushing mess right now, but you weren't alone your boyfriend Levi’s face was redder than yours.

“O-Okay....Y/N I’m gonna make sure tonight you feel loved tonight, and I want you to focus right now how good you are and how wonderful you are.” As he said that, your face was burning up, ‘what made Levi say this all?’ you wondered.

He came closer to your neck, and was kissing it...you held on to him and hugged his chest, and he was doing it gently. This then left a small hickey on your neck and he was surprised as it was kind of dark.

“I will leave this mark on you so you can remember my love tonight, and know that you are always in my thoughts Y/N” He brought his hand and caressed your cheek which you held on, “And...when its gone, I’m here to give you another one.”

Perhaps, in the days you cry, there would be sad days, but today was a special day which was your birthday, and that not only gave you any tears but instead happy tears which was cause of Levi giving you the warmest/sweetest comfort and love throughout the whole day and especially the whole evening. You really did love Levi Ackerman.

well i hope you enjoyed this! I tried something new and I really see levi doing this for his s/o especially in days where he wants to make them feel loved and he really tries his best to comfort them <3 I hope you loved this anon and you get to see this and also if anyone else did please leave a like or a reblog! ♡