#'i want this person to like me so i'm gonna be nice to them' <- this is not manipulation. this is just interacting with people.

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wicked game

chapter 2 - kappa tau

synopsis: y/n is sarah’s roommate and the embodiment of sunshine. rafe, on the other hand, is her complete opposite. when the boys place a bet that he can't win her over, rafe takes the challenge without hesitation. after all, he never backs down from a dare. the closer rafe gets to y/n, he finds himself drawn to her warmth in a way he never expected, and for the first time, he wants to be more than just the guy with a bad reputation.

but secrets don’t stay hidden for long, and when y/n finds out the truth, rafe is left to face the consequences. now, he has to prove that somewhere along the way, the bet stopped mattering, because losing her was never part of the plan.

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cw: mentions of drugs and alcohol, language

"how are you feeling?" sarah asked as you were doing the finishing touches of your makeup.

"nervous." you replied.

sarah smiled, leaning against the doorframe as she watched you. “totally normal. first frat party jitters. it’s a rite of passage.”

you set your lip gloss down, exhaling. “it’s just… not really my scene, you know? loud music, drunk people, chaos.”

sarah grinned. “oh, it’s definitely all of those things. but that’s the fun of it! you don’t have to be the life of the party, just survive it. and hey, i’ll be right there with you. and i'll introduce you to cleo and kie who you will love.

you met her eyes in the mirror, appreciating how quickly she had taken you under her wing. “thanks, sarah.”

she smiled. “anytime. now, come on, let’s go. you look beautiful.”

with one last deep breath, you grabbed your phone and followed her out the door, the bass of the party already faintly thumping in the distance.

sarah linked her arm with yours as you walked. “okay, quick rundown. frat parties can be a lot. idiotic men, screaming girls, a lot of drunk conversations. but as long as you stick with me, you’ll be fine.”

you nodded, nerves still fluttering. “and cleo and kie? they’re your friends?”

sarah beamed. “yep! they’re the best. i knew them from home. you’re gonna love them. cleo takes no shit, and kie’s the most chill person ever. they’ll have your back.”

that made you feel better. you weren’t exactly shy, but stepping into a house full of strangers, loud music, and whatever else frat parties entailed? that was way out of your comfort zone.

as you approached the kappa tau house, the scene was exactly what you’d expected. just like the movies. people spilling onto the lawn, red solo cups in nearly everyone’s hands, music so loud you could feel the beat in your chest. the air smelled like beer, cologne, and the faintest hint of weed.

sarah squeezed your arm. “welcome to kappa tau y/n.” she then waved dramatically. “there they are!”

two girls turned and grinned when they saw sarah. “about damn time. we were starting to think you bailed.”

“as if i'd miss this,” sarah scoffed before turning to you. "guys, this is y/n, my roommate and our new favourite person.”

“hey, it's so nice to meet you! i'm kie." she said, pulling you into a welcoming hug.

"and i'm cleo." she smiled, "so first frat party?"

you sighed. “that obvious?”

“oh, yeah,” she teased. “but don’t worry, we’ll keep you alive.”

before you could say anything else, a loud voice cut through the crowd.

“ladies!”

you turned just in time to see two guys approaching. one was tall and tan with a cocky grin. the other, a blonde with wild hair and an even wilder energy, practically vibrating with excitement.

“finally!” the blonde boy threw an arm around sarah's shoulder. “we were wondering when you’d grace us with your presence.”

the first boy gave you a curious look before glancing at sarah. “new roommate?”

sarah beamed. “yep. y/n, meet john b and jj.”

“nice to meet you,” john b said with a friendly smile.

jj, however, wiggled his eyebrows. “very nice to meet you.”

kie smacked his arm. “behave.”

jj put a hand over his heart, feigning innocence. “i am always on my best behaviour.”

cleo snorted. “that’s the biggest lie i've ever heard.”

sarah rolled her eyes, then turned back to you. “okay, now that the introductions are done, can we please go inside?"

you hesitated for half a second before nodding. “let’s do it.”

kie grinned. “that’s the spirit.”

you piled in together, letting the party swallow you whole. you took a deep breath, scanning the room. it was overwhelming, but there was an undeniable energy to it. you let yourself feel excited.

cleo nudged you playfully. “come on, let’s get drinks. it’s, like, step one of surviving a night like this.”

you nodded, "alright. let's get started.

a/n: i promise rafe will come in soon...

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Heal Together: Chapter 13 (Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw fic)

I feel like this is the first time in a while that I've posted a chapter in a reasonable amount of time. I'm so grateful for everyone's patience with me while I write. I appreciate every single like, comment, reblog, and tag request so freaking much. As things slowly get better in my personal life, I hope I can continue to post for you all regularly.

Masterlist + Playlist

Word Count: 2.4+

You weren’t sure if you were going stir crazy on the unit, but you swore all eyes were on you when you walked on to the unit for your next shift. But it wasn’t even 7am yet, you hoped that maybe your coffee just needed to hit. Word spreads fast at the nursing station, you knew that much. Maybe it got out that you weren’t renewing your contract and took a staff job elsewhere? You weren’t necessarily well liked, especially by the older nurses and some of the resident team. But you were respected, or so you thought. 

You looked up at the board to see your assignments, two walkie-talkies… this was gonna be a hard day.

Lisa, the career night shift nurse, who ran strictly on caffeine and spite, raised her eyebrows at you, “don’t go starting a fling with your patient assignments today, Y/L/N.”

Your stomach dropped but you had to play it cool and just ignore it, “I’ll receive report when you’re ready.”

The day was absolutely exhausting, with two patients that could walk and talk but were not fully orientated to their environment. Half of your day was spent cleaning them up since they were incontinent and the other half was spent trying to keep them from getting out of bed on their own and falling. And in an understaffed military hospital, there were no sitters who could watch over them, just you and the coworkers that were willing to help… which wasn’t all of them.

Madi nudged you, “Hey, are you working tomorrow?”

You shook your head, eyes laser focused on the computer. You were so behind on charting, you were drowning.

“Let the girls and I take you out for drinks tonight.” She said, “To celebrate your new job.”

Your eyes darted to her, “How did you know I got another job?”

Madi smiled weakly, “Word travels fast when you’re surrounded by a bunch of boomer mean girls.”

You snorted, that was the perfect way to describe the older nurses on the unit. “Okay. But nowhere fancy. I just wanna shower and throw on a nice pair of jeans.”

“Hard Deck?” She suggested, “Maybe that cutie boy with the mustache will be there and can drive you home.”

Your voice dropped lower, you didn’t want to be heard, “You mean my boyfriend?”

Madi’s face lit up, “So it’s true.”

You bit your lip and kept my voice quiet, “How did it get out? I swore Carly to secrecy.”

“Dr. Parks is fucking a nurse down in the ED, the one that took care of Bradley…” she matched your quiet tone, “She told him and he told Maggie, the certified yapper, and it spread like wildfire over the past couple days while you were off.”

You buried your head in your hands, “The last two weeks of this contract is going to be absolute hell.”

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Y/N: Shit day at work. I’m gonna meet the youngins for drinks after I shower and change. Carly’s driving me, will you drive me home?

Bradley: Of course, sweetheart!

Y/N: We’re going to the Hard Deck, you should make an appearance if you’re feeling up to it. 

Bradley: Drinks with my favorite girl, at my favorite bar? Abso-fucking-lutely

“How ya doin’ kid?” Maverick asked, he and Bradley finally had a moment alone after the last briefing before breaking for lunch.

Rooster smiled, “Besides still being sore as fuck, better than I’ve ever been.”

“The nurse?” Mav inquired.

“Y/N,” He corrected his uncle-like figure, “She’s more than a nurse. She’s like… my favorite person in the world.”

Maverick smiled, “Your dad used to say that about your mom. He’d say, ‘Yeah Pete, you’re one of my best friends. But Carole, she’s my favorite person in the world.’”

“There’s no one better to be second best to, I guess.” Bradley chuckled.

“Third best, once you came along.” Maverick shrugged, “And that was absolutely okay with me.”

“I think we’re gonna take a trip to her hometown soon, before her new job starts.” Bradley said nervously.

Mav nodded, “Which means you’re probably gonna meet her parents… Does that scare you?”

“A little, it just hurts a lot that she can’t meet mine… she’s so much like Mom but not in a way that’s, like, weird. But in a way that she’s comfortable and familiar.” Now Bradley was really opening up. Maverick tried not to look too excited. “The first time I ever brought her back to my place, I offered her a drink before things… happened. And she looked at me and said ‘Take me to bed or lose me forever’. I don’t remember much of Mom and Dad together but I remember her saying stuff like that and it made my dad laugh so hard.”

“Do you have any pictures of her?” Maverick asked curiously.

Bradley pulled out his phone and pulled up a selfie he took with Y/N at the Hard Deck a few weeks ago, just a few hours before that amazing night they spent together. 

“She’s a pretty girl, Brad.” Mav said, “She seems sweet too.”

“She is,” Bradley agreed, “she’s also smart as hell, full of attitude and wit. She’s… she’s everything.”

Bradley sat down next to Bob at a table with Phoenix, Fanboy, and Payback.

“We’re going to the Hard Deck for Thirsty Thursday, Roo.” Payback said, “You coming or are you gonna be too busy hanging out with your girlfriend?”

He smiled at his friend, “I’ll be doing both.”

“Yeah, Y/N and the nurses are all gonna be there tonight.” Phoenix added.

Bradley was taken aback, “How did you know that? She just texted me about it…”

Phoenix shrugged, “She texted me too. Is that allowed, Bradshaw?”

He chuckled, “Of course it is, she loves you.”

“See any other cute nurses for the rest of us during your last hospital visit?” Fanboy asked, “Time to spread the wealth.”

“You know how Phoenix loves a woman in scrubs.” Bob added with a wink in her direction.

Nat kicked him swiftly under the table.

“Unfortunately, no.” Bradley chuckled, “I was too busy having my ass handed to me by Y/N for not calling her.”

Fanboy choked on his water, “You didn’t tell her you were coming to her place of work after being ejected from a fucking plane?!”

“I had to call her and tell her.” Phoenix rolled her eyes, “Because I had a feeling he fucking wouldn’t.”

Rooster shrugged, “I have since learned the error of my ways. It’ll never happen again.”

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You loved that your weekend was being kicked off with a Thirsty Thursday. Since you knew you had a safe ride home and no one at work respected you anymore anyways, you decided to let loose a little bit. Carly brought a round of tequila shots to your high top table, Sam followed closely behind with a round of hard seltzers.

Madi laughed, “We’re chasing our shots with more alcohol to drown our sorrows about Y/N’s contract ending.”

“And because she’s leaving us for labor and delivery!” Carly passed you a shot and a High Noon, “It’s only right that we get her fucked up!”

“Cheers to Y/N surviving the next two weeks being the talk of the unit!” Sam held her glass up.

Everyone did the same and clinked the shot glasses together, tapped them down on the table and then choked the shots back and chased with the sweet yet still alcoholic taste of High Noons. It was the first time since college you had a head rush like that.

“Lisa told me not to hook up with any of my patients when I got report from her today.” You rolled your eyes.

“Fuckin’ bitch,” Sam snorted, “Maybe if she got laid for once she’d be a little more tolerable.”

You, Madi, and Carly all burst into a fit of giggles. Sam was known for always saying the quiet part out loud, even if it got her some glares. Her strong backbone is what’s helped her survive as a new young nurse starting out in a military hospital’s intensive care unit.

As the silly conversation went on, you found yourself peering at the door every once and a while, waiting for Bradley to walk through it… You also noticed Carly doing the same thing, a hell of a lot more than you were. There was an air of nervousness about her. Who was she waiting for? It better not be some shit head straight out of basic training, or worse, Hangman. 

“Next round’s on me, girls!” You pulled your card out from your wallet.

Carly slapped your hand away, making you drop your credit card, “No way, Y/N! We’re treating you all night.”

You tried to argue but Madi talked right over you, “We’ve already decided this. You’ve done so much to help all of us during your contract, more than the nurses who were supposed to train us.”

You shook your head, “Not really…”

“You taught me how to give report without shitting my pants and to organize my lines.” Carly said.

“You taught me to talk to patients whenever I’m assessing or doing anything to them, even if they’re intubated and sedated because it helps with agitation.” Sam added.

“You taught me to double tourniquet for tough IV placements to help the veins really pop out.” Madi said, “I almost never miss now!”

You puffed out your lower lip, “I’m really glad you all are saying these nice things while I’m sober. If I had anymore alcohol in me, I’d be ugly crying.”

All the girls’ faces lit up and then a familiar raspy voice said, “Sweetheart, you couldn’t do anything ugly if you tried.”

You jerked around and jumped into Bradley’s strong arms, “I’m so happy you’re here!”

He held you for a moment, rubbing your back, “The day didn’t get any better?”

You shook your head, “Not until I got here with these girls.”

“Now that you’re nice and distracted, I’m gonna go grab us another round.” Carly smirked at you and Bradley, finally releasing each other from your embrace. “Can I get you anything, Rooster?”

Bradley passed her his card, “You can put it on my tab and let me help you carry stuff. The usual suspects are at the pool tables and would love to see you guys.”

“Meet you there?” You suggested.

Carly and Bradley nodded and made their way to the bar.

Sam took your hand, “I’m so scared of all of them, the guys are so fucking hot.”

You giggled and gave her hand a squeeze, “Don’t be scared, they’re all really nice. And don’t let them know you think they’re hot, it’ll go to their heads.”

You were catching up with Bob and Phoenix when Bradley and Carly appeared with seltzers, beers, and shots. Their hands were so full.

“Aw, let me help you.” Phoenix cooed and walked up to… Carly? She kissed her sweetly and took half of the drinks from her hands.

In that moment, everyone stopped and stared. Processing what they just saw.

“Surprise!” Carly squeaked and smiled awkwardly.

“How did I not put this together?” Bradley chuckled, handing you a High Noon.

“You’re gay?” You asked the two of them in disbelief.

Bob cut in, “Are we stating the obvious? Natasha is gay and grass is green.”

Everyone burst into hysterical laughter.

“Hey, hey,” Phoenix said, “I think she directed that more towards Carly than me.”

Carly looked at you with concerned eyes, “I only just kind of figured this part of me out. Are you mad at me? For not telling you?”

You shook your head, “No! Of course not!”

“So let me get this straight… or gay,” Hangman started.

Coyote rolled his eyes at his best friend, “Here we go.”

“I’m called a total creep for chatting up the cute young nurses but Phoenix starts dating one of them and doesn’t get any shit?”

“That’s ‘cause you are a fucking creep!” Payback called out, making everyone laugh again. 

You walked over to Carly and wrapped your arms around her, “I’m so happy for you, kid.”

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Bradley flipped through all the tracks on the jukebox on the other end of the bar. He peered behind over his shoulder and saw Y/N, drunk and happy by the pool table with his best friends. She was talking to Fanboy about something that had her really worked up, Bradley could see the passion all over her face and in her gestures. She was setting Mickey straight on something, wagging a single pointer finger in his face as she spoke. 

God, she’s the fucking cutest. Rooster thought to himself before turning back to the jukebox.

Y/N had asked him to pick a classic for her. He had to find something that was giving old school, 1970’s joy. And he found it. After adding the song to the queue, he swaggered back over to his girl, walking up behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist mid rant.

“What’s got you all fired up, Sweetheart?” He chuckled and pulled her close.

“Fanboy thinks that Legally Blonde isn’t a feminist masterpiece!” She spat and glared at his teammate with disdain.

Bradley chuckled, “Grow up, Mickey. Everyone knows that Legally Blonde is an excellent movie!”

“Yeah!” Y/N cried out, snuggling her back closer into Bradley’s chest, “Grow up!”

Fanboy was getting a kick out of riling Y/N up, “It’s not realistic!”

Before Y/N could bite back, the starting lines of Bradley’s jukebox pick started playing. Her eyes lit up and she turned around in Bradley’s arms to face him.

“This is a classic!” She squealed happily.

Bradley sang to her and let his hands wander down into the back pocket of her jeans, “You can rely on the old man’s money! You can rely on the old man’s money! It’s a bitch, girl, but it’s gone too far, ‘cause you know it don’t matter anyway. Say money but it won’t get you too far, get you too far.”

And just like that, everyone in the bar was boppin’ along to Hall & Oates. When the next chorus came around, everyone was singing. Phoenix playfully bumped Bradley and Y/N as she danced and sang with Carly. Hangman, Coyote, and Bob used their respective pool cues as microphones and sang their hearts out like everyone’s own personal background singers.

Y/N sighed happily in his ear.

“Whatcha thinkin’ about, baby girl?” He asked softly as the song came to an end.

She pulled back to look at him with her big doe eyes, “How happy I am, here, with you.”

He rested his forehead against hers, “That’s so funny, I was also thinking the same thing.”

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[glassladyoftheopera]

Hi it's time for Glass's Random AU Hour.

So I talked before about an idea I had where everyone in the party remembers all of the loops from the beginning, thus beginning a new flavor of torment for Loop, but it got me thinking about one other concept.

Loop's wish was for help, yes, but also for the loops to be over, for escape. So what if, once they end up in ISAT, they don't remember the loops anymore?

(Does this make much sense given how Loop's Wish seems to have worked? Not really, but it's an interesting hypothetical so we're rolling with it for at least this one post.)

They know their own loops happened, they're still a star, and since I'm really nice they still remember ISAT Siffrin's Loop 0, so they aren't constantly doing the opening tutorial. And I can't be so mean as to leave ISAT Siffrin actually alone in the loops, just with a weird star person who knows about the timeloops but can't remember them. (If someone else wants to be that mean, have fun and also share with me I do like intense angst even when I am not strong enough to make it myself.)

So I'd only do this in conjunction with the above where everyone in the party also remembers.

And god, the first time the party loops back and Siffrin goes to talk to Loop? And he realizes that Loop doesn't remember, even though they thought they would? Oh it's gonna get messy, depending on how things go. If Siffrin isn't careful about how he reacts Loop is gonna realize what's happening and freak out. What do you mean this is Loop 2 and not 1 Stardust??? That's isn't possible???

But, if Siffrin picks up on things fast enough, well, we all know how Siffrin reacts to someone no being in the know. They don't say anything about it! They go back to the rest of the party like, "Hey uh, so apparently Loop doesn't remember last time? Just the first go round? So that's a problem."

Loop does still see everything Siffrin does and has to give them the Memories though, so regardless of if Siffrin tells them outright, Loop is going to figure out what's happening. I figure eventually Siffrin makes enough progress to facilitate Loop giving the call option, but I feel like maybe they'd be more willing to have longer chats inside the House than in canon, because, well, they can't have it at the Favor Tree without Siffrin taking a bunch of time to fill Loop in. Plus the added factor of Siffrin not having to hide the call from the party.

Odile adds Loop to her pile of things to figure out (like she wouldn't do that in any story where she's looping XD), but at some point she is going to suggest Loop just come with them to the House. And that's gonna be a whole new can of worms.

This whole idea is like "how do we make being out of Loops Still Somehow The Torment Nexus?"

[lgbtlunaverse]

While I think the moment in cql where Meng Yao– still bleeding from a stab wound in his chest btw– realizes Lan Xichen is in danger and decides to save the man who was so kind to him in cloud recesses is cute and all, nothing will ever beat the book for me. Little bookkeeper civilian Meng Yao, who has not had a serious chance to make his dreams of being a cultivator come true in fucking years, out of nowhere gets the fucking sect leader of Gusu Lan dropped right in his lap?

It's such a great example of Meng Yao's multilayered motivations to me. Because is civilian Meng Yao thinking of all the ways he can use this? Of the fact that having a great sect leader in his debt is the best thing that could happen to him? Duh. Obviously.

Is he very purposeful about appearing to Lan Xichen as a kind young man full of untapped potential, brave and willing to put his life on the line even though he really doesn't know so much about about cultivators, no sir, except a little he picked up here and there, because you see his father– 👉👈 Of course he is!

But the way through which he does that is... by actually saving Lan Xichen's life, at no doubt significant personal risk. The way he makes Lan Xichen believe he's kind and selfless is by... being kind and selfless. Just because he's doing it on purpose doesn't mean he's not doing it.

Is it lying if you want people to think you're nice and so you're nice to them? Isn't that just called being nice? Yes, he is very purposeful about how he appears to people, and very carefully crafts an image based on what he wants them to think of him, but most of the time he does that simply by... actually being the kind of person he wants to appear as. He still did the kind things he did, regardless of his motivations for doing them.

[tumblweeds-omegaverse]

random omegaverse thought:

There must be people who experience specific instinct things with indifference or boredom.

Procreative cycle coming up? "Crap, I've got plans this weekend...stupid skip weeks."

Caught an intriguing scent while walking? "But I need to get to work! Shut up brain."

Had a snap response to a distressed sound? "Who was it?! ...right, it's my day off, I can go back to sleep."

Somebody growled at them? "Kid, I'm not a rival, that's my sibling."

Super cozy cuddle session happening nearby? "I'm gonna pass tonight guys, no social battery left, maybe next time."

Group of friends heading out to flirt and check out other singles? "I'm coming with you but only to make sure you all get home safe."

Setting where fated mates or soul bonds or permanent marks are a thing? "Meh. I don't really want one or care if I ever get one."

People in the actual omegaverse would get as bored of their stuff, as we do of ours, you know? It could be interesting to see that kind of vibe in fics. Biological demands faced with all the excitement of paying bills or doing laundry or tying your shoes.

Even if that kind of energy might not drive a plot, it could be interesting to have as a contrast to the people who do have big feelings about them - good or bad.

There's the friends who can't wait til they have a pack of their own, and the one friend who isn't against it but couldn't care less. There's the group in the office who are all about scent compatibility tests and figuring out one's best match and what sprays most highlight it, and the coworker who has no intentions on putting that much effort in. There are parents who hover and protect their offspring by scenting them multiple times a day, and others who don't see what the fuss is as long as it's done in the morning.

...also: packs with introverts who show care by giving each other space. So often, closeness is depicted through physical touch and tactile affection, but comfortable silence is meaningful too. Knowing people are near, but not having to interact until you're ready. Sitting in the same room doing different things, knowing that all it takes is a "hey, look at this" to share what you're up to. People understanding and accepting each other's differing or fluctuating needs for how and when to recharge. Seeing somebody reaching out or sharing space, beyond what's their norm, as a signal of the fact that they care.

[hearthandhallows]

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ Felix grinned, head tilting slightly as they gave Leo a mock-thoughful look. “I don’t think I quite said that, but now that you mention it…” They let the sentence trail off, watching Leo’s fake-offended act crumble into laughter. When Leo explained his fascination with Felix wearing his shirt, they put their hand under their chin and nodded. “Oh? A shirt you always wear? We’ll have to see if I’m too tall for it.”  Their smirk was playful, but there was something else beneath it, something softer. Felix had never really been the one to steal their partner’s clothes. They were used to being the one whose hoodies went missing, whose shirts mysteriously ended up being worn by someone else. But the way Leo was looking at them, so interested in the thought of Felix wearing something of his, was unexpectedly endearing. 

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ They had still been reeling from the revelation that Leo was a Witch, like them. Cardinal Hill was full of Witches, sure, but it still somehow felt like a surprise every time they met another. Maybe it was because magic had always felt personal to them, like something kept close to the chest, a secret even among those who shared the same abilities, especially considering how sick using magic made them. It was easy to blend into a non-magical society, but there was something about Leo’s words - You don’t have to hide your powers around me. I really just want you to be yourself - that made something in Felix’s chest hurt. They weren’t sure what expression had made its way to their face, only that they felt warm. Felix reached for his fingertips, opening his mouth to say something - 

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ And then he was floating. Literally floating.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ Felix’s eyebrows shot up before they burst into laughter. “Oh no, it’s happening. You’re ascending, I really did inflate your ego too much. We’re doomed, really.” The moment Leo dropped back into his chair, they reached out again and patted his arm. “Mmm, guess gravity’s still got some hold on you? Tragic.” Oh, God. I’m so screwed. They mused, face hot as Leo talked about where he wanted their focus. Felix was brought out of their thoughts at Leo’s next words, and they blinked, a little caught off guard by the invite. Not because they didn’t want to, but they hadn’t really expected Leo to want to continue their time together. “I - yeah. That would be nice. Let’s do it. I really am gonna have to call my neighbors, though. Maybe not with the cell phone, I wasn't able to harness the sun last night to charge it. Do you have a landline? I'll call someone and you can go find something for me to wear. I probably freaked out my neighbor last night, so I should let her know I'm fine."

This was all so out of the norm for Leo. He couldn't remember the last time he'd spent so much of the morning with a hookup. But Felix wasn't just that anyway. Leo actually liked talking with them so much, liked the casual affection between them that felt so easy, this connection they'd made without even really trying. Yeah, it kind of scared the shit out of him too, but it made this so much more pleasant. And truth be told, it made the sexy stuff between them even sexier; apparently Leo was a secret fan of intimacy, not just sex. Who knew? That wasn't something he was prepared to analyze right now though. Instead, Leo frowned at Felix's remark, asking, "Are you saying my head is going to be full of air? I thought more that I'd be weighed down if it got too big, not float away. I see how it is though." Leo pretended to be upset with Felix, but that only lasted all of three seconds before he broke into laughter. Even if Felix had somehow actually offended him, Leo got the impression it would be hard to stay mad at them. Smirking, he replied, "Yes, I really do. I've got this t-shirt I always wear, and the thought of us out somewhere with you wearing it is...well, it's a nice image. I don't know why it's doing it for me so much, but it is, so we're going to have to make that happen."

Leo hadn't really expected Felix to be a witch too, but he hadn't not expected it either. Frankly Leo hadn't given it much thought. But still, it was nice that they were the same in that regard. "Yes, I'm a witch too," Leo replied, and he actually knew enough Spanish to know what Felix had said. He smirked at the other, saying, "I kind of like that I'm going to be a problem for you." Leo locked eyes with Felix, just staring into them, licking his lips slightly as he added, "And you know, I feel the same way about you." He had never seen Felix coming, but Leo was interested to see where this ride would take him. More seriously, Leo reassured them, "You don't have to hide your powers around me. I really just want you to be yourself." Without breaking eye contact, Leo muttered under his breath and started to levitate off the ground. "Uh oh, I guess you were right," he said jokingly. "I'm floating away." But Leo could only maintain this for a few seconds, dropping back into his chair.

"Maybe I only want you to focus on me," Leo teased. "This is really your fault though. Like I said, you're giving me one hell of an ego." As they continued talking about - among other things - Felix in Leo's underwear, Leo had a thought, one he was a little uncertain of because this was definitely not normal for him. But before he could second guess it, he asked Felix, "Do you want to do something today? Maybe you could...um, put on a change of clothes, meaning clothes I provide for you, and then we can...I don't know, whatever you want really." Leo just knew he didn't want this to end, not yet.

[hadrianblackwaters]

!! DRUMINDOR SPOILERS IN TEXT AND TAGS !!

Listening to Drumnidor as a Hadrian girlie is not easy. My god they're assassinating his entire character and taking away his life purpose right in front of us! They're reducing him to a stupid comic relief character with no depth and no real influence on the people around him (to a greater degree than they ever did before) and they're taking away all his greatest achievements and attributing them to someone else to fit the plot! His main character status has been revoked and he's now apparently merely a supporting character in someone else's story. Please, everyone, a moment of silence for my blorbo 😔🙏 Rest in peace mr. Blackwater. At least they let you pull some impressive-arse sword moves, you looked really cool... but I am so sorry they did not let you be a practising hoe in this one 🥀

[atom-bomb-baby]

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[scentofpines]

i walked past my fav prof again this morning and this time i didnt just get a "hello :)" NO i got a "hello miss [my last name] :)" 😭

[running-in-the-dark]

today my friend sent me pictures of some dolls that she saw on sale in a store and asked if I need any of them - it was such a small thing but it made me so happy!! just. that she was thinking of me and cared enough to ask.

[tardis--dreams]

I actually realized i hate work. Won't be putting any effort into this anymore ♡

[moonlit-orchid]

good evening to everyone except a certain few fucking anons

[silverselfshippingchaos]

damn... I love the view in the g.ladio DLC...

[illdothehotvoice]

One day I will be brave enough to order a mystery item from Fangamer because of how cheap they are but that day is not today