#((EEEEVE)

[secondstar-acorn]

it’s his day

[justiisms]

*yuma's little whines can be heard coming from his room along with some familiar grumbles coming from one little miss eve!! the small boy is backed into a corner while eve gives quite the ferocious glare along with some airplane ears, the puffed up kitten refusing to move! however!! if one were to look closer, she doesn't seem to be grumbling at yuma, but seemingly the wall right beside him...*

"Ah ..?" Tilting her head at what she swears is the sound of Yuma whining, she pokes her head into his room. "Yuuuma? Are you okay, sweetheart...?" Then when seeing that Eve is supposedly grumbling at him, she gasps!! "Huh?! E-Eve, what's wrong, why are you glaring at....him...?"

Her eyebrows as she, when stepping closer... realizes her grumbling wasn't directed at him, but rather... at the wall beside him...? "H...Huh? Is she staring at the...wall? Is there something there? But I don't see anything..??"

She was so confused. It wasn't like Eve to do something so strange...! "M...Maybe she's just trying to tease you!! Yeah!! Pretending as if she's glaring at you, but she was actually staring at the wall...! Anyways, no teasing Yuma, okaaay...?" With a nervous laugh, she lifts Eve up in her arms before patting Yuma's head!! She's just overthinking it, she thinks to herself; there was nothing on that spot of the wall, of course...

[a-dauntless-daffodil]

Charlie: “Whhhew...! That was-”

Vaggie: “A lot?”

Charlie: “-better than expected!”

Vaggie: “No kidding. If I’d known inviting your dad here would get Alastor looking like a wet cat, I’d’ve pushed for it sooner.”

Charlie: “I’m just glad you pushed when you did.” (smooch) “Thank you. I’ve missed him.”

Vaggie: “Looks like he’s really missed you too, babe.”

Charlie: “Mm. Not enough to call, though.”

Vaggie: “Ehh, calling can be scary. Good thing you’re plenty brave.”

Charlie: “Only when you’re holding my hand!”

Vaggie: “Husk would say that’s an act of fucking bravery all on it’s own, letting yourself get grabbed by the small, mean, grumpy lady. Remind me not to help him out at the bar again ever. I think there’s vodka in my hair.”

Charlie: “I’ll try, but you know you’re gonna help anyway.” (second smooch) “Can I get a ‘you’re welcome’?”

Vaggie: (chuckling) “Charlie, I didn’t do anything.”

Charlie: “You do lots.”

Vaggie: “And thank hell Angel Dust isn’t around to hear that…”

Charlie: “I’m serious! You got me to call dad in the first place!”

Vaggie: “I just suggested it, you’re the one who did it, and you two worked things out together like a real father-daughter team.”

Charlie: “And we’re a great team too.”

Vaggie: “Well I’m definitely a pretty big fan of us. Although…. Sir Pentious and Keekee are giving us a run for our money. And the Niffty plus a lock of Lucifer’s hair combo might just have us beat.”

Charlie: “Blegh! She actually got that in the end? I thought her scissors couldn’t even cut it!”

Vaggie: “They didn’t. She used my spear.”

Charlie: “She WHAT-”

Vaggie: “And asked your dad very nicely to please take off his hat so she could trim off a piece without ruining the rest of his hair.”

Charlie: (sigh) “I guess as long as she ASKED…”

Vaggie: “D’you think her whole room is just a shrine to quote unquote bad boys?”

Charlie: “Oh don’t say that. We need to introduce her to some boybands or something.”

Vaggie: “We?”

Charlie: “Yes ‘we’, little miss likes making lesbian covers of the songs normally sung by teenage boys while you’re in the shower and think the sound of running water can in any way drown out your beautiful, heart stopping voice-”

Vaggie: “I- you- You’ve been listening!?”

Charlie: “Eeeev-er-y morning yep! Heheh~”

Vaggie: “Diablo mio… I need a drink.”

Charlie: (giggling) “To go with the vodka hair?” (nibbles Vaggie’s fringe) “Nom nom nom. Delicious~”

Vaggie: “Scratch that- clearly WE need some SLEEP.”

Charlie: “How can I sleep at all tonight, though? Vaggie- we’re gonna get a meeting with the top angels of creation! We’re gonna be on cloud nine! Literally! In HEAVEN!!”

Vaggie: “And sleep won’t be enough to prepare me for that but you definitely need it.”

Charlie: “It’s impossible! I need to SING!!!!!”

Vaggie: “You need to go shuck off those shoes and get in your ruby slippers while I put in your fav movie so we can get some rest.”

Charlie: “If you put in the Wizard of Oz you know I’m 100% gonna sing anyway right.”

Vaggie: “Yeah, but you’ll be singing in bed so you can keep watching the movie, and that’s good enough for me.”

Charlie: “I love youuuu~”

Vaggie: “Love you too sweetie. Slippers. Bed. Z’s. Now.”

Charlie: (kicks off shoes) “Ta da! There’s no place like home!"

Charlie: (clicks hooves together)

Charlie: "Heheheheh...!”

Vaggie: “I meant on the bed in your pajamas and under the actual covers- vaya, whatever. Scoot. Don’t go running off to Oz without me.”

Charlie: (snuggling vaggie in a hug instead) “I’m never going anywhere without you, Vaggie. Including heaven.”

Vaggie: (awkward laugh) “Great…”

Charlie: “Wanna know whyyyy?”

Vaggie: (smiles) “I make a great hand-holder, apparently.”

Charlie: “Yes. And, you’re home.”

Vaggie: “….yeah? I’m here? This is our room?”

Charlie: (snorting) “Vaggie-”

Vaggie: “In our hotel??”

Charlie: “Vaggie nooo- Anywhere else would be home too, with you there.”

Vaggie: “…..”

Vaggie: (deep breath)

Vaggie: “…... Charlie-”

Charlie: “You gonna press play?”

Vaggie: “-huh? Oh. Yeah.”

Charlie: (snuggling her) “This has been an amazing day. Wish every day could be like this, forever.”

Vaggie: “Yeah.” (hoarse) (curling up as close to charlie as she can) "Me too.”

-101 minutes of Oz later-

Vaggie: "Charlie?"

Charlie: "... nnnoooo..."

Vaggie: "Charlie, c'mon, at least let's get your coat off."

Charlie: "Mmrrr... mi mi mi..."

Vaggie: "You can go 'snork mi mi mi' afterwards. Work with me here, Dorothy- I can't get you settled into Oz without help."

Charlie: "Hmmheheheh... so im Dorothy..?"

Vaggie: "Definitely. You've got the ruby slippers on and everything."

Charlie: "I love that you call my hooves that~ Thats so silly. You're so silly, Vaggie."

Vaggie: "And you're already half asleep. Suspenders next, okay?"

Charlie: "Remove the suspenders... delete the suspenders..."

Vaggie: "Get your horns tangled in the suspenders somehow, wait, hold on-"

Charlie: "SUSPEND the SUSPEDERS!"

Vaggie: "Alright, good enough. That's all the annoying stuff gone anyway. You should be good like that, right?"

Charlie: "Sleeeeeepy. Snuggles?"

Vaggie: "Snuggles right after I change, give me one sec okay."

Charlie: "Mmm."

Charlie: "...vaggie."

Vaggie: "That was half a second."

Charlie: "Vaggiiiiie."

Vaggie: "I'm right over here, stop making grabby hands."

Charlie: "Vaggggiiiiiiiee...!"

Vaggie: (huffs) "Fine, fine..." (snuggles) "Not like my nightie would cover much anyway. But if we end up having to get up in the middle of the night for something exploding again, you're going out first, and I'm stealing your jacket."

Charlie: "You look good in my clothes."

Vaggie: "I look like a ten year old. The sleeves have to be rolled back to the elbow just so I have hands."

Charlie: "I like your hands..."

Vaggie: "Thanks." (kiss) "Go to sleep, Charlie."

Charlie: "Wait- heheheh- wait, Vaggie-"

Vaggie: "What?"

Charlie: "Vaggie, Vaggieeee~!"

Vaggie: "Giggling into my boobs isn't helping me understand what you're saying, babe."

Charlie: "Vaggie. If I'm Dorothy, and youuuu are GAY, then.."

Vaggie: "Little scared to see where this is going, not gonna lie."

Charlie: "Does that make-" (snickers) "Does that make you a girlfriend of Dorothy's?"

Vaggie: "............."

Charlie: "Vaggie~?"

Vaggie: "...Charlie. Please."

Vaggie: "Go the fuck to sleep."

Charlie: "HEH!"

[bunnidot0rg]

Hey guys! It’s me, Pim Pimling from the hit adult swim show Smiling Friends, wishing you a happy hallows Eeeeve!!! 💕🍬🎃

Awesome badges by my Charlie @kate-bot

Also the amount of double takes and stare bys people did as I walked passed them was so nerve wracking but kinda hilarious- too bad this paint fucking sucks and kept chipping off every time I smiled or moved any muscle in my face lol!!!

Also uhhhh if you follow me I guess this is a face reveal! :]

[eliza-and-her-monsters]

the tortured poets department

Bonus Chapter

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Part I

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Contains/TWs: a flashback essentially of reader and ellie whenever they were at the psychiatric hospital/wellness retreat together, the sweetest most gentle and soft ellie of all time. HELLLLAAAAA angst like next level angst. discussions of mental illness, hospitals/psychiatric facilities, and mentions of s**cide, sh/scars from sh. (this is not meant to romanticize psychiatric hospitals/care, mental illness s**cide or sh in any way. if you or someone you know is struggling please reach out. you are loved 💛)

WC: 2.5k

A/N: merry christmas eeeeve!! oh my ellie girls- did i ever cook for you 💛

Bonus

gold rush

I think the first time we actually talked was during one of the first nightmares. I hadn’t grown used to the big unbreakable windows or the heavy hospital beds and the idea of having a roommate who saw every one of my little quirks made it even worse. In fact I was even convinced she hated me after a while. She had tried so many times to be friends and I had blown her off every time. Why wouldn’t she?

It was in the middle of the night, one of the few nights I had actually gotten myself to fall asleep in which was promptly ruined. I don’t even know what had alerted her at first, she was such a light sleeper it could’ve been something as small as the change in my breathing. At any rate though before I could fall too deep into the hole I felt the grip of someone’s hand on my upper arm giving me a firm shake awake.

My vision was already so blurry because of the lack of glasses and the tears didn’t help. My breathing came out sharp and fast as I lifted my hands to roughly wipe at them. “No, hey, stop, don’t do that.” Ellie spoke as she passed off my glasses where I promptly slid them onto my eyes with shaking hands. And whenever I couldn’t find anything to wipe the tears away with she chose her sleeve, yanking it down far past her hand and pressing the fabric underneath my eyes until they coated it.

Normally, I would’ve pulled away. I would’ve scrambled and begged her not to. But the fact that for once someone besides my sister wasn’t looking at me like there was something wrong with me… I guess you could’ve called it an early stage trauma bond. Because all it did was pull me towards her. My hand was flying to hers before I know it, wrapping around her wrist as if to hold it into place.

I let out a tiny gasp in embarrassment, shaking my head to unravel my fingers as I stammered out an anxious apology. “I’m- I’m sorry-”

“It’s okay.” She spoke, the corners of her lips upturning in a weak smile as she inched herself closer. “The first week is usually the hardest. And you get pretty touch starved at some point so… you’re okay. I-I probably need it just as much as you do.”

I sniffled as I nodded, still trying to regulate my breathing as I pushed myself up to a sitting position, still desperately clutching at her arm with a trembling hand like she was the only thing I had left to hold on to. “How did you make it to England?” I whispered, subconsciously scooting aside so she could take a seat on the bed next to me, her shoulder just slightly brushing mine.

“Turns out whenever the US Army really fucks you up, they’re willing to shell out a shit ton of money to send you to the best mental health facilities in other countries to hopefully fix it.”

“Geez…” I muttered underneath my breath as I hugged my knees to my chest. “So you’re like, proper scarred then?”

I wasn’t expecting the massive laugh to burst from her lungs next, almost needing to slap a hand over her in order to not alert any of the nurses probably more than we already had. “You could say that.” She answered, resting her back against the wall before giving my arm the smallest of nudges. “What about you? What are you in for?”

“My parents… really just don’t know how to accept the fact that I’m… different. So they’ve stuck me in here hoping to find some kind of ‘cure’ I guess.” I shrugged, arms hugged around my knees. “Turns out just being extremely neurodivergent isn’t enough to fit the criteria of being put in a long term residential psychiatric care facility though so-”

“Oh yeah? Tried to check out too early too, huh?”

“Wow, it’s like you know me already.” I added with another tearful chuckle, Ellie already pulling at her sleeve to catch the strays before they could roll down my cheeks.

“I do know you.” She added, her tone shifting in a slightly more serious though still gentle tone. “I am you.”

For some reason the words brought forth another shuddering sob. A level of understanding I hadn’t seen in anyone else before, not even my sister. “C’mere.” I heard her whisper, pulling away her already halfway up short hair as she extended her arms out to me like we had known each other for years. The sound of my sob was muffled by her hoodie as she pulled me in, my face hidden in her chest as I let the broken cries finally escape.

It sounded so stupid, but I had tried my hardest not to cry while I was here. I thought if I acted like it enough maybe, finally, magically I’d become stable enough to not have to be here and it could even translate to my life outside. Turns out it didn’t work that way. Ellie brought out a new side of that though, she made me feel like it was okay to cry. And she’d be there every single time. Brushing away my tears or letting me hide my face in her shoulder or her chest until I didn’t have any left to cry.

“From now on… you’ve got me and I’ve got you, deal? So no more trying to check out too early, okay?” I wiped at my eyes with a gross sniffle, and whenever I pried myself from her hoodie I could see her staring at me with an expectant gaze and a lifted pinky finger. It was hard to say no to with that dorky little smile on her face. It was hard to say no to also whenever I knew she had been through so so much worse.

I nodded, weakly, but hoping it was enough enthusiasm for her as I wrapped my pinky around hers and feeling her give them the tiniest squeeze. “Perfect, now I’m never gonna leave you alone, squirt.”

The nickname brought out a tearful laugh from me, and I realized I couldn’t exactly remember the last time I had ever truthfully laughed as she tossed her arms back around me and decorated the top of my head in a dozen kisses. Whenever the nurse came at the usual 5 am to check vitals I distinctly remembered being curled up to her chest like she was my own personal pillow, dozed off to the sound of her breathing.

I knew it was an intense friendship, I knew it could’ve signified more. And honestly maybe that’s what I was afraid of. Growing so close to somebody only to have it brutally taken away from you by nothing more than the complication of love.

~

The wellness retreat we were at prided itself on trying to be just that, a retreat. They put a big emphasis on the great outdoors, courtyards and swimming pools and gardens, including a significant amount of grounds for us to go on walking trails. Ellie, I think, was determined to explore every inch of them before she got out and judging by both of our appointments we’d have the time too. So it was no surprise we frequently found ourselves on one, conjoined hands swinging back and forth like careless middle schoolers wanting to show off their very first relationship until Ellie’s long legs and curiosity got the better of her and she ended up trotting forward. She was after all exceedingly more fit than me.

“So, I don’t mean to pry or anything.” She spoke up after a moment of silence masked by our lazy footsteps.

“That’s never stopped you before.” I giggled before breaking out into a skip to catch up with her.

“Ha ha… very funny.” She snickered with a roll of her eyes. “So, I think I already know the answer to this but- it’s pride month, so humor me? Your sister’s an absolute fruit basket, right?”

I burst into laughter at her words before shrugging in response. “I mean, that’s certainly one way to put it.”

“So… what’s the likelihood your parents ended up with two gay daughters?” She wondered as she held up the number on her fingers.

A tiny smile stretched on my lips at the question, no sign of offense in sight from my end as I slipped my hand around the crook of her elbow. “I’d say… pretty likely.”

“Wicked.” She grinned a bit to herself as she rose her arm ever so slightly as if she was a gentleman escorting me to a fancy event. I chuckled once more at her old school slang, catching my bottom lip in between my teeth as if to avoid smiling even harder.

I released a sigh of relief the moment we approached a clearing enveloped perfectly with its high trees. “Can we stop for a second? I’m totally roasting out here.” I huffed as I trudged forward to find a comfortable seat and slip the psych issued backpack off of my back.

“It’s because you’re always wearing those flannels and long sleeves… even outside. No wonder you’re burning up.” Her voice noticeably got softer as she stepped up behind me with a soft hand on my back. “Why do you do that, by the way?” She questioned, gently slipping her hands up my covered arms to the elbows nearly making me tremble.

“You- You know why.” I mumbled, feeling our bodies naturally inch closer until I pressed my hands to her chest.

“No I know why I guess I just… don’t really know why you wear them here, you know? And around me? I-I mean we all have scars.” She wondered, her careful hands sliding around my back. Somehow despite all of our previous touches and general antics and even falling asleep in the same bed it felt as if this was the most intimate we had ever gotten. Stood like two high schoolers at a dance who had no idea what they were doing, yet everything at the same time.

“I guess I just- I never wanted to bother anybody else. Especially you. They’re- They’re not pretty, and they hurt and- I don’t know.”

Ellie let one of her hands encircle around my forearm against her chest where one of my hands held onto her shoulder. On instinct I tensed up, expecting the worst, expecting the judgemental eyes of doctors and the saddened ones of nurses. “I think scars are a sign of strength- of bravery.” She spoke, gently turning my wrist until the scars were pointed upwards where she gradually rolled my sleeve.

“Your’s are maybe. Mine aren’t brave. H-Hurting yourself isn’t brave.”

Ellie’s brushed a tender thumb along the raised skin, the healed markers of stitches. Normally the touches would’ve caused the slightest sting or even a throb. Healed enough to have faded ever so slightly but not enough to have stopped the pain entirely. Ellie’s touch was so gentle though, so careful and delicate. “Surviving through it is though.” My eyebrows knitted together as a waterfall of tears burned behind my eyes.

“That doesn’t mean do it again-“ she ordered as she held up a stern finger with her free hand. “But… just don’t be ashamed either, you know?” Ellie caught a stray tear with her thumb just before carefully lifting my scarred arm until she could brush her lips against it. Placing delicate featherlike kisses against every little wound.

“Thank you.” I sniffled, a soft sob catching in the back of my throat just as I felt her pulling me in, my face muffled in the crook of her shoulder as she wrapped a strong arm around me. “I think you might just be the sun.”

“Darling…” I could feel her shaking her head from just above me as she still held my wrist with such care. “I’m far from the sun. I’m just a girl who… who really really cares about another girl.”

It almost felt like a declaration of some sort, my eyes flickering upwards to meet her softened green eyes, her star-like freckles that I could trace like constellations, down to her curved lips. Maybe I was hallucinating and delusional, looking back on it I probably was. A one-sided magnetic pull towards her perfectly pink lips. So why did she seem to get closer too? Why did she wrap her arms around my waist to pull me in? Why did she let my hand caress her face in the way it did? Why why why why?

At the last second I felt her lips shifting, pressing softly to my cheek instead of my own and I could nearly feel my heart shatter right then and there. “Baby, I can’t do this to you.” She whispered with a shake of her head, the step backwards only sending me reeling as I fought the urge to dive after her.

“But I- I thought-“

“I know- I know but- fuck, please don’t cry, Millie, I’m sorry.” Ellie didn’t cry often, so whenever she did it was a big deal. But in that moment I could see the tears welling up in her own eyes as she drew back to me so quickly I nearly lost balance. “I can’t- I-I can’t give you your first kiss in here. We- We can’t do this, Millie. I love you s-so fucking endlessly but I- y-you deserve to have your first kiss be from somebody special and somewhere romantic and… not with me.” She sighed a bit to herself, clenching her hands at her sides as if it killed her to say any of this.

“I just can’t give you what you need i-in that sense right now and I- I hate myself for it and I feel like I’ve screwed up the most important and precious thing in my life because of it but… I can’t lie to you. I just can’t.” A weak sob fell from her lips as she let her hands fly to her eyes as if it’d somehow hide all the evidence.

If she were a selfish woman she would’ve gone through with it. She would’ve pushed her lips to mine and held on for dear life and maybe it would’ve gone farther. But she wasn’t selfish. In fact she was probably the most overwhelmingly selfless person I had ever met.

“Ellie, love.” I gulped back my own tears as I stepped forward to take her body into my own arms, lifting up onto my tiptoes so she could nuzzle her face into my own shoulder. “I’m not mad at you. You didn’t screw anything up. You could never screw this up.”

Ellie’s arms squeezed around my waist as she let her tears soak into the crook of my neck with a shuddering sob. “You are the only good thing that has ever happened to me.”

“And you’re still the sun.” I spoke softly, inching away only to cup her freckled face in my hand and press my forehead to hers. “You saved me. So you’re my sun.”

[mangosimoothie]

Chapter 18: 𝕰𝖕𝖎𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖚𝖊 (4/6)

Teeth and talons, horns and fur We are grotesque and powerful

@alltimefail-sims Where do I even start? Not only did you make Wren, thee most iconic sim for this story, you've been the most supportive of the Mango Cinematic Universe from day one and I can't thank you enough for that 🖤

@foxsimthings I love Wesley and the backstory you created for him. Haunted by love and searching for meaning. I'm glad to bring him one step closer to finding it. Thank you!

@gothoffspring Literally the moment I saw her I knew Khia was way too fucking cool to stay human AND too cool to be a vampire tbh. Obsessed with this feral baddie -- thank you to the moon and back for being a part of The Familiar 🦇🖤🐺

@saruin EEEEVE she is so beautiful and cool I was sad to see her go so early but now she's living the life she deserved from the start 😈 I loved having Eve be part of this story, so thank you so much for being part of The Familiar!

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[starryriize]

blankets and plushies | woonhak

— ✧ • ˳೫˚ part of my valentine event!

೫ pairing: bf!woonhak and gf!reader

೫ summary: you and woonhak spend valentine’s making a pillow fort and staying in to watch movies

೫ genre/word count: fluff! 788 words!

೫ author’s notes: ahhh this was too cute to write! i struggled with the ending 😭 but it turned out cuter than i expected ! happy end of my valentine event !! semi-proofread

4:30 pm -

“Woonie, what part of this looks like a fort to you?” A fit of laughter threatens to escape your mouth. The pillows were rapidly falling, making your end of the pillow fort look like a sad pile of blankets. Woonhak gave you a sheepish glance, hurriedly adjusting the pillows and placing books to hold up the pillows in place. He wanted you to enjoy your spot in the fort, and he wouldn’t have as much fun either if the pillows kept falling onto your head.

After some 30-odd minutes of watching and giggling as Woonhak fixed the fort, the precious pillow fort was finally done. Plopping onto the blankets, he turns to you asking, “What should we watch?” You pretend to think for a really long time, putting your fingers under your chin. Muttering softly, you name movies you always enjoyed as a child. "Well I always liked James Bond...or maybe Harry Potter...oh wait, how about Tangled? Nah, there's also Wall-E...oh but what about Pirates of the Caribbean?"

Woonhak laughs, staring at you with wide eyes as he listens intently to you ramble on about the various movies and genres you enjoy. Your quiet muttering would sound crazy to anyone else, but to Woonhak, it was incredibly calming. The way your voice sounded like a harmony that blessed his ears. He could listen to you for hours, days on end, and he'd never get bored.

"So...Wall-E?" He tilts his head toward you, breaking the silence after you've stopped muttering. The screen flicks, changing to show the preview of Wall-E. Smiling to yourself, you nod, adding, "We should definitely watch it." Woonhak giggles, re-enacting how Wall-E was when he met Eve.

"Eeeeve. Eeve? Eva." You burst out laughing at his robot impression, sounding more similar to a chipmunk than a bot. “Woonie, you sound like Alvin.” He rolls his eyes, playfully scoffing as he grabs the remote to click play.

“Hey- if I’m Alvin, who are the others?” He asks, whispering to you. Without even turning to him, you quickly shush him, telling him that this is a part he shouldn’t miss. It was the scene where Eve and Wall-E are running from the other robots, but the Captain knows that Eve has the last plant from Earth. You’d always loved Wall-E, telling your mom when you were little that robots had a better love story than most people.

You giggle at the screen, settling yourself into the fort, bringing a blanket over yourself. Next to you, Woonhak couldn’t focus on the screen, rather, he was staring at you. Sometimes you never failed to make him laugh and you were like a walking sunshine. He couldn’t believe that you were next to him and on Valentine’s Day too no less.

On the other hand, you were beginning to feel sleepy. Perhaps it was because most of your energy was spent laughing with Woonhak as you both made the fort, but either way, you were tired. Your eyelids felt increasingly heavy as you tried your best to focus on the movie.

You relented, giving in to your body wanting sleep. “Used up all your energy, huh?” He laughs quietly, sighing happily as your head falls onto his shoulder. For a few minutes, he watched the movie, making sure to not move so that you could sleep well. The movie was quietly playing in the background as he felt himself get tired with you.

Thirty minutes later, Jaehyun and Sungho came back from the store, grocery bags in hand. They set down the bags, chattering about how they could use help and how they’ll eat all the food if no one else came to help. But how were you both supposed to know? After all, you and Woonhak were asleep in the pillow fort; the movie now playing the credits.

“Hm? Is Woonhak in his room?” Sungho nods at Jaehyun’s question, as he takes out a bottle of chocolate milk. Jaehyun gives him a quick thank you, walking off to get his favorite maknae. As he approached the door, he heard the tell-tale sound of the Disney credits. Opening the door quietly, half-expecting to see you both choosing the next movie, but he wasn’t surprised when he saw you both asleep.

“Awwww.” He swooned, taking his phone out to take a picture, finding you both so cute. You were both snoring softly, the blanket covering the both of you. It was an adorable sight, and you’d wake up to see his hyungs in the fort with you, watching a movie. Some may say it’s annoying but in many ways, it was a perfect Valentine’s Day- spent with what you and Woonhak would call your second family.

[joeyfranchise]

so excited for part 3 babe x

eeeev thank you, me too 🥹😭

[smoqueen]

it’s christmas christmas christmas eeeeve, can’t move, its poisoner christmas

[alterchaos]

WORLDS APART

Everyone searches on for the missing child. Sonic comes to a realization, racing off to help his friend find the closure she desperately needs...

PREVIOUS CHAPTER: IF TIME STOOD STILL

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“EVE!!! EVE ARE YOU OUT HERE!!??”

“EEEEVE!!!!”

Everyone was searching for the missing girl: her parents, her brother, her friends, and even her extended family. Nobody was going to sleep that night until they knew the small child was safe.

“EVELYYYN!!!”

“SWEETHEART, WHERE ARE YOU!!!??”

Sonic had already searched the city inside and out, even checking the now-abandoned site where they’d first met all those months ago.

Nothing.

Not a single sign of her.

The hedgehog continued retracing their steps from that day, finding himself on the hillside overlooking the city next. He called out, only the spring wind howling in response. He scrunched his eyes shut in frustration.

“Eve…where are you?”

As he turned to leave, a colorful piece of fabric caught his eye. He walked over to the tree where it was caught, pulling it free and holding it with care in his trembling hands.

Her blue ribbon…

Sonic stumbled to his knees in distress before rising once more. She was here at some point. Sonic checked the surrounding areas thoroughly. Though she couldn’t have gotten far, she’d seemed to just vanished into thin air, somehow eluding the fastest being alive.

It was hopeless…

Eve was nowhere to be found…

Sonic clutched the ribbon close to his chest, looking up in newfound determination.

No.

He was going to find her.

Even if he had to scour the entire earth, he would find her.

He wasn’t going back to Mobius until he did.

“Come on…Think, Sonic…Where else would she have gone…”

Where else would she have felt happy…

Loved…

Surrounded by friends…

Sonic’s eyes flew open.

“Silver Valley…”

Though he had no clue how she would have gotten there so quickly, he knew without a doubt that the site of their first adventure together meant more to her than even this hillside. It was the site where she first connected with everyone she cherished so deeply.

Where she truly came alive.

“I’m coming, Eve.”

SHOOOOOOM!

—----------------------------------------------------

Sure enough, there she was.

The girl sat along the lake’s shore, hugging her knees tight while she buried her face deep within. Her hair stuck out in various places and her gown was torn along her arms and side, her body having scraped against various trees and branches along the hillside as she ran. Her feet were bare, scraped and red along her sides and soles. She didn’t seem to be crying, at least not anymore and didn’t run as Sonic quietly approached, careful not to spook her.

“I don’t hate you. I’m sorry I was so mean.”

Sonic froze, eyes wide with worry. Her muffled voice was hoarse and tired. She sniffed, hugging herself a bit tighter.

He smiled, “Nobody thinks you were mean.”

“But I was…”

“You were just upset. We all say things we regret when we’re upset.”

“...”

Sonic sat down beside her, looking out over the peaceful lake.

“I was upset tonight too, you know.”

“At me?”

“No. Not even close.”

She raised her head slightly, Sonic able to see a few of the scrapes along her cheeks. Her face was red from crying, her turquoise eyes appearing even more striking against the warm hue. His ears fell at the sight. It tore him up to see her like this.

“You’re hurt…”

Her eyes widened slightly before she buried her face once more, hiding it from his sight, “It’s nothing…Don’t worry about me…”

“How can I not? Eve, you ran away from home. Everyone is worried about you.”

A few sniffles could be heard beneath the mass of golden hair.

“I-I’m sorry…I-I didn’t m-mean to make e-everyone worry about m-me…” A few tiny sobs escaped her as she shivered against the cool night air.

Sonic stood up, racing off for a moment while the girl continued to shiver. After a few seconds, he returned with a pile of logs and some stones. She watched the hedgehog as he meticulously placed all the materials along the dry part of the shore. He then struck two of the stones together, creating a spark to ignite the wood. He bent down, blowing on the base of his creation until the flames picked up, dancing against the night sky. She scooted closer, taking in the warmth of the fire.

“There. Better?”

Eve nodded, remaining silent. Sonic sat there in silence with her, allowing her a moment to gather her thoughts and speak whenever she was ready.

“Sonic…I don’t want you to leave…”

“I know…But if I don’t, a lot of innocent people could be hurt…you included…”

“...”

“Eve, listen…Just because I have to go doesn’t mean you can’t keep living the life you want. You have that power. You’ll be okay.”

Eve raised her head before looking away slightly in shame, “But what if I’m not? What if I forget you?”

Sonic chuckled, “Forget the ‘giant, talking porcupine’ that invaded your home planet from another dimension? I highly doubt that.”

Eve chuckled in like, smiling for a moment before faltering and looking down sadly. Tears lined her eyes as Sonic raised a gentle hand to her chin, lifting her head so her eyes could see him. He was smiling, though his eyes were wet as well.

“I want you to remember me with a smile, not tears…okay?”

“Sonic…” Eve lunged in for a hug, “Promise you won’t forget me too?”

Sonic hugged back, a few tears falling from his own eyes, “Never. I promise.”

“Not even if we’re worlds apart?”

“Nope. Not even then.”

The two friends stayed like that beneath the moonlight.

“You’ll always have a place in my heart. True friendship lasts until the end.”

“Until the end?”

“Yeah. Until the end.”

CHAPTER END

[bluefall7]

eeeev vee veee!!!!!

Veeveeveevoii!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[agonizedembrace]

"Eeeeve..." Yasuo knocks on her door, "Tell me you think I'm pretty..."

Evelynn really is questioning who is knocking at the penthouse door so late. It's a surprise, really, to find Yasuo of all people rather than their usual intruders. With a doubletake, she collects herself by biting on her lip.

Surely -- surely he did not just come all this way to ask her such a question. She could be in bed right now, cuddled up with Kali and instead... here she is.

"You're... pretty." It's said awkwardly, she knows this. Yet she's quick to recover, clearing her throat and continuing. "Which is why I reached out to you about modeling -- a perfect way for you to show off your beauty."

Dear lord someone help her.

[eljeebee]

For lunch, they invited an old friend...

Roxanne Burt!

"Roxie!" Sophia hugged her friend tight. "How are you!!"

"Sophia," Roxanne chuckled. "I'm doing well!"

"Love the hair! Going natural?"

"You bet I am!"

"Hello Miss Roxie!" Louie piped in. Roxanne looked down.

"Well, I could see you've been doing well too, Sophia," Roxanne smiled. "Your boys are big! Look at you! Aren't you just a toddler the last time I saw you?!"

Sophia laughed.

"Howdy Miss Roxie, I'm Mason Davis!"

Roxanne looked at her right.

Mason gave him a toothy smile, despite the gap between his teeth.

Roxanne gasped, "Is that him?"

Sophia nodded, "Yes. Last time you saw him, he was still in my tummy."

"Time goes fast," Jason chimed in, finishing up his dishes.

"Hello, Jason," Roxanne nodded. "Hope you didn't give Sophia trouble, huh?"

Jason laughed, "I think she's the trouble."

The Davises, with Roxanne, had a hearty lunch. Conversations kept flowing with the boys catching up with their godmother.

After their meal, they did some dancing!

Godmother Roxie won't let her godkids down! (And Mason won't stop talking about his teeth, loosening and pulling it out.)

Before Roxanne leaves, the family invited her to join their family picture!

"Alright, ready?" Jason called. "3 seconds!"

"3, 2, 1, say eeeeve!!!"

"Eeeve!"

"Here's your copy, Roxie," Sophia handed her a box.

"That was fast!" Roxanne chuckled.

Roxanne retrieved the gift, tucking it under her arm as she retrieves her bag.

Sophia led her out the door. Roxanne opened her umbrella, the children and Jason waved goodbye.

"Take care, Roxie!" Sophia waved, as Roxanne stepped down their porch. "Happy new year!"

"Happy new year!"

[justiisms]

*while phanty was away, eve decided to claim phanty's pillow as her own!! she's laying on top of it and won't move even when she's spotted, instead giving him a quiet grumble and some airplane ears if he gets too close! her pillow now!!*

Phanty had been in the kitchen, just finishing the rest of a quick snack. When he came back, ready to go back to relaxing...he was surprised to see Eve there on his pillow! "Oh! Heh heh, looks like someone got all nice and cozy here while I was down there, huuuuh?" He snickers, and then full on laughs when she grumbles and goes into airplane ear mode!! "Oh snap, Airplane Eve! Uhh you know this is my pillow, right? If you want to keep it; you've gotta fight for it..."

And with that, smile turning mischievous.he....starts pretending he's going to take it from right under her, by veeeery gently tugging on one corner of it~ Truly, he happily doesn't mind her using it, but still can't help but tease her a little~ "Gonna take it, gonna take itttt... you'd better be prepared to fight hard to keep it, Little Miss Eeeeve!"

[twildflower]

Eevees

Eeveesss... I love Eeevsss. Eevee vee Eeeev veee. vee vee veeee. vaporeonn... fish cat. fishy fish. heheh. flareon..fluff warm ball. fur. jolteon spiky cat. spiky. spiky cat fox. espeon mystic twintail fox....sway tail. pretty eyes. pretty head gem. pretty. umbreon so pretty yellow rings. glow in the dark pretty red eyes and yellow rings. leafeon leaves...leaves... pretty green. brown dirt paws .. leaves on arms and legs everywhere leaves.. glaceon. ice. ice cat. diamonds. pretty snow vee. sylveonn sooo pretyty colour palette ,, ribbons swift. pretty. serena and sylveon........... weh. pretty.

[p-nymph]

Eeeeve 🥹🧡

Movie Night

Request: Eve with prompts 1 and 2

Ship: Eve Fletcher x Reader

Word Count: 288

Disclaimer: 18+ ONLY, minors dni

Warnings: fluff, allusion to smut

“Eve…”

Your eyes dart around her living room, suddenly uncertain and shy as the hand that had been creeping up your leg stills.

“Yes, sweetheart?” She asks, glancing at you from the corner of her eye before she refocuses on the movie.

“I- I’ve never done this before…”

The older woman gently squeezes at your thigh.

“Well, neither have I.”

You blink, surprised.

“You haven't?”

Eve shakes her head, still focused on the movie.

“The one time I had sex with another woman..." Eve trails off before shaking her head again. "Practically everything we do together is new for me as well, hon.”

You bite your lip.

“That's… Not as reassuring as I think it should be.” You whisper.

Eve finally turns to look at you, and her light blue eyes are earnest.

“We'll take it slow.”

You still feel nervous.

“Promise?”

Eve’s small, gentle smile causes her face to light up, as her smiles always do, and you can feel your breath catch.

“I promise.”

She leans in for a kiss, and you lean back, pulling her atop of you and making her chase your lips as you maneuver your legs, tangling them with hers.

Soft lips finally meet yours, and you moan into her mouth as Eve kisses you deeply, and your hips try to buck against her as a knee slots itself between your thighs.

“Tell me if you need to stop, or if I should slow down.” She pulls away from the kiss to whisper, and you nod.

“I want you, Eve.” Your lips brush against hers. “I want to feel you.”

Her smile fills you with warmth.

"Be good for me then." She softly says, before crashing her lips against yours once more.

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“Be good for me then.” She softly says, before crashing her lips against yours once more.