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[lovecandyxx]

Logan Howlett x Young! Fem! Reader࣪ ִֶָ☾.

Dancin' in the bar❀⋆.ೃ࿔:･

A/N: Okaaay so this idea was totally inspired by the song 'Does your mother know' by ABBA, reader in this story is obviously 18+ though, you can imagine like 18/19/20! but in the story is said ‘19’♡ I think this story could also apply to any variant of Logan!! (maybe not)….

Short summary: You, a young girl had decided you we're sick of your parents strict behavior, so you wanted to sneak out. You heard that the bar close to your town had a special 'disco dancing night' tonight, it was also expected for a lot of young people to be there tonight, perfect! you thought.. But really ended up being surprised by the older male you found yourself interacting with. ♡ Contents: Alc consumption, kissing, smoking, pet names, teasing, funky dancing:3 Lmk if I missed anything!!

My hands trembled very lightly of the adrenaline kick I felt and my heart throbbed in my throat, I had my arms crossed over my chest rubbing my arms softly because of the cold night breeze. It was a little over midnight, my parents had assumed I went right to sleep at 10 when I went up to my bedroom.

When I was sure it was safe I silently got ready and snuck outside swiftly, making sure to be quieter than a mouse and then running off with a sudden wave of adrenaline, just sprinting away from my house following the direction to the bar.

The walk to the bar wasn't that long, maybe 10 or 15 minutes. I was glad for that because I had dressed very appropriate for the bar, but inappropriate for this damned cold!

As the adrenaline of sneaking out wore off, I walked in silence with a dumb grin on my face. I looked around noticing how different everything looks when it's dark outside. When my gaze finally landed upon the bar front door my heartbeat picked up again, 'what am I getting myself into?!' I cursed in my own head.

One problem was in fact that for this 'special' bar night you had to be 25+, well I am far from that! I had put on a more adult-ish outfit, in the hopes that one, they don't kick me out and then two, don't ask for my ID. I took a deep breath and walked into the bar.

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Sat inside holding a cigar on a stool chair at the bar was Logan, sipping on his whiskey and cursing in his own head too. What was expected to be a calm relaxing night after a rough day at the x mansion, had turned into a night full of a bunch of twenty-five year old's dancing and screaming around the bar, even occasionally bumping into him.

He didn't know tonight would be this dumb, idiotic dancin' night for a bunch of youngin's who liked licking each others face off after a few communicated words or cheesy pick up lines.

He took a deep drag of his cigar, letting the smoke escape with an annoyed sigh. He was just about to signal at the bartender to close his tab until his eyes landed on the eager looking girl entering the bar.

She was wearing high heels, and only a really short tight dress that hugged her body perfectly. She looked gorgeous to him, though. Face and hair all dolled up, The other women here all looked the same, it bored him. Even though their age should interest him more, he was a lot more focused on you.

Logan's eyebrows raised in intriguement. 'No way that girl is twenty-five." Logan thought to himself and furrowed his brows. He stayed seated eyeing her the whole time, not letting her out of his sight. Taking another drag and signaling the bartender to send another glass of whiskey his way.

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As I walked in the bar loud music was blasted and a bunch of young adults we're dancing and cheering through it. I quickly scanned the room and saw the bar with the stools, I pushed myself past and through a bunch of party goer's and sighed deeply when I finally reached the bar.

No way I was gonna dance alone without a drink first.

I gulped and sat at the table trying to look composed and not under 25 at all.. I looked at the bartender and he walked my way. "And what will it be for ya?" The man glanced at me once and then let his focus fall back onto the cups he was cleaning. I quickly replied, "Two tequila shots, please.." I smiled at the bartender when he nodded and walked off. As his back turned my shoulders slugged slightly and I sighed relieved, he didn't notice me at all which is good! Cause at least he didn't ask for my ID.

As the bartender was preparing my shots, I eyed the disco lidded room. There we're a bunch of neon focused colour's beaming around the room, but it still held a cozy bar tint to it.

My eyes finally landed on him. Cigar in hand sipping slowly on a whisky neat. I was surprised to find him already looking at me, his eyes practically burned into every part of me. I had figured there would be men like this, and that I'd have to bite them off of me. But this one.. was surprisingly, exactly my type. Gruff and broad, smoking looking all tough and confident.

I knew exactly what my goal was gonna be for the night.

The bar tender returned and I thanked him kindly while downing the two shots quickly. I glanced at the man sitting across me from the bar table to think about if I was sure about it or not, but his eyes we're exactly already on mine. Yup. I'll go for it.

I stood up and slowly made my way over to this mysterious gruff looking man, trying to maintain eye contact, like an animal staring at it's prey. His eyes and head followed my every move.

When I reached his seat, I leaned with crossed elbows on the table "Wanna dance, tough guy?" I spoke out confidently. He took the last drag of his cigar and put it out on a nearby ash tray before answering you. "How old are you really, bub?" His question caught you off guard, You truly thought you had mastered looking 25! "Whaaat? Can't hear ya! Music's too loud!!" I yelled with an awkward grin. I quickly grabbed his arm dragging him onto the supposed 'dance floor' with me.

As we stood there a funky upbeat song started playing, I started swaying my hips left and right bumping up and down to the song. "I don't really dance, sweetheart." He said. "Oh come ooonn!" I whined out grabbing his hands shaking and dragging him along the beat of the music.

A sly grin formed on his lips and he tried his best to match your rhythm with his footsteps but not quite dancing yet. I decided to tease him for a bit so I smirked at him and turned around, back facing him now. I grabbed onto his hands from behind and placed them on my hips, hovering in front of his crotch but not touching just quite yet.

Logan's grip on your hips tightened and he pulled your back into his body, Now your we're basically dancing into his dick. Not that he minded at all.

As we danced for a bit my dance moves got even wilder, in a fun crazy way. Logan chuckled at seeing this young girl go so wild, it was real funny to see, even though the sultry eye contact you kept with him drove him crazy, and even though you we're having lots of fun dancing funky.. you still made sure to sway your hips just the right way to catch his attention.

"Now take it easy there sweetheart, Don't want you breaking a hip on your old age, right?" Logan teased. I smirked at his dumb remark and mouthed a very obvious 'whatever'.

I kept dancing facing him again with his hands still on my hips, pulling me very close to his body. I inched my face closer to his as my dancing died down a bit, I swear you probably could've heard my heartbeat at how nervous I became from being so close, face to face with this man.

My arms wrapped around his neck and I looked him from his lips, to his eyes, back to his lips again.

I felt one of his hands release it's grip from my waist snaking it to cup my cheek, carefully rubbing a thumb on my lower lip. "Tell me how old you are first, baby, maybe then you'll get a kiss." He said in a low gravelly tone. I rolled my eyes at him and spoke, "Twenty, five." I said almost sternly and pulled him finger away from my lip, pressing our lips together.

My fingers slowly reached the back of his head intertwining with his hair while his strong hands pulled me more into his body. The kiss was more heated than expected to be, my breath hitched and I pulled away. Face flushing with heat as I looked away lightly embarrassed.

Logan chuckled lightly shaking his head, "You look 18, doll, you're only a child, this is no place for you. Look for fun on the playground, not bars." He said.

"You just kissed me like that, and now you wanna decide this for me? Yeah, No thanks babe." I said sarcastically. "How about I look for fun at your place?" I bit my lip after my own bold statement but still daring to look him in the eyes. "Slow down there girl, Does your mother even know your out here?" He raised both his eyebrows, smirk never quite leaving his lips. "Oh shut up, you dick!" I gave him a light teasing tap on the chest.

I felt both his hands slap my hips lightly, as he inched closer to the side of my face breath fanning against my cheek. "Wait outside for me doll, gonna pay for our drinks." He let go of my hips completely and walked of to the bar.

I sighed but complied since, hellooo? free drinks?

I waited outside for a minute or so until the door opened and Logan walked outside, "Took you long enough." I giggled at him. He stared at you with a light smile replying nothing but grabbing a cigar from the pack inside his jacket and lighting it taking a long drag.

I eyed the man slightly "I want a drag." I suddenly said bluntly, Logan's gaze landed on the young girl again, shaking his head. "Not a chance." He immediately replied with a soft scoff. "C'mon why not?" I whined out. "Like I said, You're still just a child, be honest with me now bub. How old are you really?" With the demeanor and the way Logan had asked this question it kinda felt like talking to a dad, having given me an urge to confess everything.

I stared down at my heels kicking a small rock laying right in front of me on the ground, "19..." I mumbled softly.

In the corner of my eye I could see Logan shaking his head with a dumb grin on his face, "I was right.." He mumbled "See doll, this is exactly why your not gonna get a drag." He let the cigar touch his lips again inhaling new smoke. "Oh but a kiss was fine? You're weird.." I groaned out. "A quick kiss doesn't do as much harm as this bub" He lazily replied raising an eyebrow. I crossed my arms across my chest and rolled my eyes.

Logan started walking away from me, towards a motorcycle. I stood still on my place for a few seconds before i hurriedly followed Logan like a lost puppy. He got on the bike and looked at me over his shoulder. "Now hop on and tell me where your place is." He said smiling sharply.

"You got a bike? That's so cool!!" I said in admiration. He chuckled and patted the seat behind him. "Can't we just go to your place, c'mon I wanna have some fun!" I said in an almost joking manner, even though there was a bit of seriousness in my sentence.

I hopped on and saw him shaking his head, "Just tell me left or right." He said while starting the engine, "Hold on bub."

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As we finally reached my house I told him to quickly shut off his engine or he'd wake my parents up. "Oh, so I was right, Your mother didn't know you we're out." He bantered. I giggled and hopped off the back of the bike, "Yeah yeah, You're right again, whateveeer." I whined softly.

"Anyway thanks for dropping me off, and uh.. I didn't really get your name..?" I looked up at him innocently waiting for him to anwser.

"Name's Logan." He said gruffly. I softly repeated his name, "Your name would sound amazing in bed," I joked. He scoffed again raising both eyebrows, putting his hand on my hip giving it a light squeeze, "Yeah bub, in 10 years maybe." I groaned softly at his light dismissal but then smiling afterwards waving my hands trying to ignore it. "Okay well, mine's (Y/N).. Sooo.. hope I see you around again then, Logan..?"

His hand slowly let's go of my hip and he got ready to leave on his bike again, "Doubt it." He said looking straight in my eyes, his eyes spoke differently though, with a sort of hope to see you again, too.

I cupped his face in my hands and gave him a quick kiss on the lips before releasing him again and turning away to softly jog to my front door, I turned around one last time waving softly and mouthing a 'bye' to him. He just smiled fondly and started the engine which startled me and made me rush inside because of the loud sound.

I was inside heartbeat fast and loud as I watched him drive off through the kitchen window. I sighed deeply, 'I think I'm in love..' I mumbled to myself, but then all of a sudden heart the light switch upstairs turn on. "Fuck."

A/N: WOOOHH this one was sooo fun, ugh writing this had me glued to my screen LMFAOOO!!! let me know if ya’ll enjoy reading this as much as I did writing it, honestly I wasn’t sure if i wanted to make this smut… Buuuut I will definitely do that soon🎀🎀🎀

MUCH LOVE, CANDY ⋅˚₊‧ 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅

[dragxnfxrced]

Definitely stubborn, Banda noted. He couldn't help but admire the dedication, as foolish as it was, and with a huff he turned back to his pork lo mein.

🐲☍☾ "Suit yourself," he hummed, his tail swishing. "But your spaghetti will probably be cold by the time you get the noodles to cooperate."

Large ears easily picked up the lament, and the Boshian turned towards the other. He couldn't help but visibly cringe at the sight; it was actually kind of sad, watching the spaghetti continue to slide helplessly off the spoon, no matter how many times Johnny tried to scoop them up.

🐲☍☾ "Do you... need me to get you a fork, sir?"

[habibisagi]

HAIIIIII i am taking a hiatus / lil break from the app !!!! ^>_<^

TLDR; swamped with school stuff, i want to write and finish my longfic and hope to have it ready to post by isagi's birthday [april 1st], + anxiety being on here no good ^_^

also, coincidentally, RAMADAN KAREEM!!! ‧₊˚ ☾. ⋅ i love you so much, please take care of yourself and your loved ones this month, as will i ^_^ <3

-> back to navi. ^¬‿¬^

ok first off peep the pic dude it's fucking frying me so bad KJHSDFJK i saw the cat with an apple on its head and went omg. what if i put a soccer ball instead. and then horrified isagi because the ball is stolen by the winner cat and he lost. ^¬‿¬^ i'm a genius i fear

anyway KJSDH OMG okay SO. this is my first hiatus YIPPEEE!!!! specifically, my first one since i got back on the app last year in may lol and before that i was gone for over a year (but that was unannounced like i just randomly disappeared KJHSDFK). cuz usually if i wanna be gone for a few days or take a little break i just don't get on tbh lmao like i don't need to make an announcement or say i'm taking a hiatus since it's no big deal!! especially since i'm not really actively posting writing or anything, so no real need for one.

however, for this one i am not too sure how long!! and so that's why i figured i would make one!! ;3c jic anyone was curious why the sudden disappearance ehe AND so i can like. force myself to be off here completely. like "girl you made a hiatus post now it would be embarrassing and bad to be on here still so shoo. and do your thing creature." but you will definitely see me back by april 1st ^_^ maybe earlier than that if i can get my shtufffff together quicker <3

and before you ask, no it is not because of ramadan! it's a pure coincidence actually, and it's making me smile and emotional a bit because ramadan is a month about forgiveness and taking care of yourself/sticking to yourself, among finding inner peace within yourself, so it was just meant to be and a sign for me to take time off <3

one of the first reasons is i'm behind on a lot of assignments rn and i have important deadlines coming up and so i need to get back on track for that, and the app is a huge blocker for me because i have 0 self-discipline v_v

the second is also another deadline but this one i wanna set for myself and not school related! and that is i'd like to focus and write my shoujo isagi fic and finish it while having fun at my own pace, and hopefully have it done by his birthday, which is april 1st!! >_< so omg exactly a month from now ehe (this part wasn't planned but the coincidence is bananas. truly a sign...). but yeah my adhd is poopoo farts and tumblr distracts me so much and i will have fun / even no fun on here for hours and get nothing done on what i actually wanna do </3 LOL. that is my shawty bae princess pookie pie boyfriend and i wanna focus on his fic and do something FOR ME for once :3!!!!! i wanna get so lost in the sauce as i write i forget i have tumblr and that i have to post it. that it gets done and i would be like "ohh i could def post this" NOT "omg i wanna finish this to post it". DOES THIS MAKE SENSE okay cool beans

the main part, however, is just some unexplained irrational anxiety i've been getting on here that makes me feel chronically online in a bad way and it hurts me LMAOOO. some interactions not seeming equally reciprocated and passive aggressive or even dry and then i feel isolated lol. even feeling like i'm being taken for granted. and I HATE THATTTTTTTTTTTTT booooo. i can be a deadbeat myself fs but i never actually ignore anyone and i am always interacting and putting in that effort and responding eventually and equally (off the inbox). and while no one is obligated to give it back or owes it (since DUH everyone has a life and stuff and no one owes you anything), as it's no one fault - it still stings a bit and i'm allowed to feel sad and pissy about it!!! v__v

(i'm not vaguing anyone specific btw, so really like. /nbhs ig i'm just saying in general this is how i've been feeling! and i'm valid for it ehe.)

yk that saying that's like "if they wanted to, they would"? i want to accept that ^_^ if someone wants to match my energy, interact in the way i do, they would. and if they don't they don't. BOO. i can't keep feeling upset about it. cuz like we are here having fun being silly about fictional characters at the end of the day, so truly it is not that serious LMFAOOO and maybe i am just being a wee bit dramatic, but my anxiety really is off the charts rn. so don't blame me ok.

you can always take time out of your day if you cared enough, and some just don't. and that's okay :3c!! when you give too much of yourself that is when you STOP and take a step back. and that is what i shall be doing ehe. not worth my time, not worth my energy.

i will be logging off completely and not checking notifs or the dash as soon as i post this >_> TIME AWAY WILL DO ME GOOD ONCE AGAIN. i won't even lurk or look up blogs to keep up or anything tbh because right now i just feel anxious and weird and i don't wanna be here >_< tumblr smelly and stinky right now i want me time

MUTUALS I WILL DEFINITELY STILL BE ON DISCORD IF YOU WANNA CHAT WITH ME BTW i am just getting off this app for a bit. I LOVE U i'm putting my discord in the tags :>

[crsssie]

dearest deity - leon kennedy x deity!reader (inspo by chesue)

Leon has a set routine that he has grown used to. He wakes up, and he prepares fruit from the garden for the small temple his family has passed down to him, two peaches placed at the altar before he goes back to prepare his own breakfast.

His family has passed down the art of worshipping a forgotten deity— one whose marble statue has chipped and grown covered in vines. Yet, Leon follows the routine, singing hymns in the temple at noon, tending and snipping the herbs that grow beautifully around the marble, blue eyes stuck to the beauty of the forgotten god that only his family tended to.

How lonely they must be.

At sunset, he lights the four candles at the foot of the statue by the altar, lowering himself onto his knees, whispering a prayer passed down for centuries in his house, eyes closed and heart still as he chants.

Typically, he finishes the prayer and the four candles go out on their own.

This time, however, he finishes and the candles stay lit.

He wonders if he should try again to pray, but as he opens his mouth to start again, two snakes slither from both sides, curling up the body of the statue as a comet passes in the sky, and Leon is startled to the ground. He falls backward, watching as a glow of gold erupts from the statue as the snakes turn into the same marble, and the altar cracks, tablet in the front sliding down as a shadow is revealed.

The body.

A body.

Someone opens their eyes from the inside of the altar.

You open your eyes from the inside of the altar.

"Where... am I?"

Leon would recognize that face anywhere, and at that moment, all he can do is thank the skies above for what is about to be graced with.

"Oh, sweet heavens of health." He whispers. "Do forgive this mere human for what he is about to do."

He takes a step closer, offering his hand to you, his veil sliding down his hair.

"Welcome to earth, dearest deity. This mere worshipper greets you."

You blink down at Leon slowly, tilting your head.

"The heavens greet you, kind man. Pray tell, what you wished to receive from a minor god of healing?"

"Nothing." He breathes.

God, if he could keep worshipping you for the rest of his life, then he would be fine.

"Nothing at all, dearest deity."

[engelsindleuchtfeuer]

for: anyone! (cap of 4!) (2/4) event: Pumpkin Palooza @cardinalstart

Ludwig stood behind his booth; a warm smile etched onto his face. He surveyed the vibrant festival that was bustling around him. The crisp air carried a scent of pumpkin and nutmeg. While crisp, he was still able to keep warm by hovering his hands near the steam that was billowing from the pot of traditional German Glühwein. Pumpkins, hay bales and various other booths were scattered about, a perfect backdrop to the laughter and music mingling in the air. For three years now, he had been happy to call this festival, the Pumpkin Palooza, his favorite event of the year. Each year he shared a piece of his German heritage with the community. Every time he became a little more familiar to the locals and he reveled in this sense of belonging.

He waited for someone to approach and reflected on the faces that he'd come to know and love -- people who returned year after year, eager for a taste of the sweet, comforting beverage. Ludwig wore his traditional Pumpkin Palooza attire; a cozy vest over a white shirt, accented with a colorful fall colored scarf. It fluttered in the wind as he wiped his hands on an orange checkered cloth.

The Pumpkin Palooza was in full swing and a familiar pang of anticipation stirred inside of him as he scanned the crowd. He hoped to see some regulars today -- exhausted parents in search of a warm drink, friends perusing for free samples and perhaps a few new faces.

Then he spotted someone who appeared to be coming towards him. Ludwig gave a nod of his head, calling out with a friendly smile "Hey! You know you want some of this spiced German wine, come give it a taste!"

[botanikos]

Hey, can I have your attention for just a moment? Yes? FANTASTIC!

Here we go then —

I want to take a moment and just. . . . Shine a light on a few things. And by a few things, I mean you all! Now, I have 1 rule about this post: You Cannot Compliment Me In The Replies. Full stop. This post is about YOU!

That being out of the way, I want to let you all know how much I appreciate each and every one of you! I have made some amazing friends since I started this blog, and it has been an incredible ride so far! Honestly, I never intended to be here but am so glad I am! Coming onto this blog makes my days a little easier, a little brighter, and especially so during the ones that feel a bit darker and harder to get through.

I want you to know something: I think your writing is INCREDIBLE! The amount of passion and depth I see everyone pouring into their muses is staggering! There is so much fun to be had reading your words and interacting with you [ and to those I am mutuals with but have limited to no interactions with yet. . . I am so sorry! Believe it or not, I am an anxious person and am actually admiring you from afar ] ! Not a day goes by where I don't gasp, laugh, or smile at something on my dashboard. The variety, the nuances — and I've met so many kind people!

There are truly no words. The ones above feel so little in comparison to the big feelings I have! I cannot begin to tell you how much I appreciate each and every one of you! Please never lose your spark, remember to have fun, and do your best not to doubt yourselves or the potential you harbor!

And thank you — thank you so much for visiting my little blog and choosing to stay with me through the chaos!

Much love from yours truly, Jude ☆

[desiredrivcn]

jing yuan, sipping his tea because he knows a certain trailblazing archivist bites and will bribe one out of him.

[dragxnfxrced]

🐲☍☾ "Hmm... why do i feel like I've seen you guys before?" Banda hummed, quirking a furry eyebrow at the Ginyu Force.

🔏☾ Closed RP: Banda and the Ginyu Force (@corruptedbunny-multimuse) ☽🔏

[lycancursed]

LET ME WRITE U A STARTER: tap the heart for a starter of varying length. Those I have no threads with will get priority.

Note: The length will vary based on inspiration. I may contact you to do light plotting. Multi-muses, please specify a muse. You can choose multiple muses, BUT CHOOSE.

[survivortorn]

open to all

"valentines is over, so everyone should put away there lovey-dovey crap for another year. besides who the fuck needs to plaster their love for everyone to see.. it's a fucking day, you should be saying and showing that l word to that person all the time not one fucking day of the year." a small roll of her eyes and arms soon folded. "it makes me want to vomit.. this is worse than a torture device."

[the-end-headmates]

hello! can we please request a complex friendly/bubbly, vaguely kidcore, just sort of oblivious and childish alter based on the wigglers from the Mario games?

Thank you!

⋆⁺₊�� Request For Anonymous ⋆⁺₊⋆

- ☾ - Name : Gummi / Soda

- ☾ - Age : 16-19

- ☾ - Pronouns : He/They/Pop/Bubble/🍬/Wiggle

- ☾ - Sexuality : Queer , Ace

- ☾ - Gender : Transmasc , Genderqueer

- ☾ - Picrew :

- ☾ - Roles : Mood Booster , Social Alter , Beauheur

- ☾ - Species : Human

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- ☾ - Likes : Loud Music , Bright Colors , The Kidcore Aesthetic , Animated TV Shows , Ponies , Braiding Hair , Making Friendship Bracelets

- ☾ - Dislikes : Yelling , Doors Slamming , Being Alone , Reading , Silence , Being Sad , His Friends Being Sad

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- ☾ - Personality Traits : Childish , Oblivious, Friendly , Social, Loves Loud Music , Bubbly , Very Cheerful

- ☾ - Typing Quirk : "3x4mpl3 s3nt3nc3"

- ☾ - Level of Communication : Hyperverbal , very chatty , love both verbal and nonverbal communication

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(Sorry about how long this took!!! Very sick right now but decided to finally pump it out)

[fyrenxsolon]

starter for @nylathriasoulseer.

where: eterna

when: current timeline, maybe like a fraction before the madness of the last quest

note: seers aye

Fyren had let his protective nature of the Steel dragon place them in hiding for most of this time, abilities that had been untouched for decades under control of the Aetherian's still lay neglected, but his own impatience and teetering arrogance allowed Fyren to finally face himself. He could not do it alone, however, and that was where he'd come to discover this elvhen, a seer, a tether to ages long past. Entering her store, Fyren wasted no time, approaching the elvhen at her counter, "I've little interest in your spell scrolls, truly, I'm more interested in you and your abilities. I've heard of you, a seer, one of the souls." When a dragon vied for something, they normally made their demands pretty apparent and Fyren was sure they were direct to the elvhen.

[lausticzt]

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋! @naitfall

That boy dropped something. It was by mere chance her attention drifted that way. The streets were not particularly busy at this time. The sun was soon to set, those who had no other engagements would head home, the rest would convene with one another, gatherings in spectacles and fancy glasses, though Laura had yet to attend such events outside her own home. That boy seemed odd. He would stand out if he ventured in the middle of the streets, but he didn't. She knows, because she had been watching those pass by with an idle stare. She had to stay put. Instructions made clear by her mother. She had been talking with someone on the streets, people she didn't know, and soon after she had to leave with them to discuss private matters. It wasn't for Laura's ears. It's not often she is left alone, so she knows not to budge. Her mother wouldn't be that long, the night would not fall on her, and a part of her wonders if it could be a test, another lesson to behave.

What was in that pouch? Coins, she would imagine. Does he belong here? He looks different. His clothes were dirty, he would probably need those coins to buy new ones, or his parents would get mad. Would it not be wrong of her to turn a blind eye? Appearances were important. Was it not etiquette to appear kind?

Curiosity was dangerous. Maybe that's what truly drove her, a light spark in her eyes ... she knows not to disappoint her mother. Though she would much rather do this then have to talk to the other nobles passing by, the men who commented on her growing looks, the strange compliments from women that felt odd in tone. She held her manners of course. Her mother would be happy by the attention she was getting.

Laura wouldn't be long, she decided, quick to venture over to the lost pouch and pick it up. Her mother won't notice if she is gone for a moment. There was plenty of time before she came back. But now he was gone from sight. The clack of heels follows her as she checks down the smaller alleys. Her mother would be very angry at her, but those thoughts seem to slip from her mind as she finally spots him.

She can't decipher what is in the pouch. The part of her that wants to know is dim, it doesn't really matter, she just had to return it. He is a lot smaller than she imagined him to be. Did he fall over? His attire seemed disheveled.

“  Excuse me. ” Oh. The look in his eyes is different as well. She hadn't been looked at like that before. He takes her by surprise. What is this feeling? Uncertainty. Intrigue. Instead of contemplating, she holds out the pouch. “  I believe you might have dropped this earlier. I wanted to return it to you. ”

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she  didn't  blink  once,  but  twice.  “what  do  you  mean  i  have  to  stay  put?”

[botanikos]

You all actually have NO idea how feral I am for your writing. I'm just very secretive of it so I can appear normal and put together. And not scare anyone away.

[desiredrivcn]

"i did not authorise or agree to allow this 'raid' on belobog to occur."