#Ayo she wanted to make me her pet

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I am normal about this game

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𝗪𝗵𝘆? 𝗬𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗼𝗼 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗳𝘂𝗹

pairing: protective!rafe cameron x druggie!pogue!reaser

warning: drug abuse, alcohol abuse, drugged, assaults mentioned (not Rafe), hair pulling, slapping, mean pet names, etc.

note: we love a dark, mean, or overprotective Rafe Cameron, but author “S” decided to write a sweet Rafe towards a pogue.

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𝟯𝗥𝗗 𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗢𝗡 𝗣𝗢𝗩

Being a Pogue isn’t easy. Most Kooks say they get off and get whatever they want because their island focuses more on the Pogues. That’s easy for someone to say who gets money consistently every week.

Y/n works at the golf bar, serving people who hate her. Most of the time, she doesn’t get a tip, but if she does, it’s a big amount for a group of kids who want to show how much they have versus her.

Being on the island is cruel, and the only thing y/n feels is worth her time, is sitting at the beach, getting high and drunk anytime she can.

“Just need a few grams pre-rolled,” y/n said as she walked through Barry’s trailer. “Gave you a lil extra since my last client pissed me off. Same price, don’t worry about the rest,” Barry said before hanging y/n a bag.

Y/n left Barry’s trailer and headed to work. Today was going to be a rough day. It was a Friday, and everyone came here towards the end of the day because of the weekend.

“Hey, y/n! — Could you handle that table over there?” Y/n’s boss asked, and before looking, she said “Yes,”. Anything he asked for, she’d do for the extra tips he usually gives her from the tip jar overnight.

“Hey, guys! I’ll be your waitress for the night. My name is y/n, and I’m here for whatever you need,” Y/n fumbled her notepad, a bit nervous to cover a huge table of teen boys who usually treat her bad.

“Didn’t know they had pretty Pogue’s,” a boy said. Y/n looked up, finally getting a better look at their faces. She knew them all from school. Some are in every class she takes.

“Oh shit, you’re that Pogue with all A’s. Hey, girl!” A dude said. You smiled with a nod, not really wanting to talk. “Let’s order,” a boy that she noticed right away. Rafe Cameron.

Everyone knows how he feels about Pogues. He fights them. Embarrassed them. Steals from them. She had to stay nice today before he made something up to get her fired. She didn’t know what he was capable of tonight.

“And make sure to do it snappy, dirty princess,” a boy said before y/n walked off with all of their orders. The comment didn’t bother her, since she’s heard worse.

“Isn’t she like top of the class?” Rafe randomly asked, interrupting his friend’s conversations. “Yeah, why?” Topper asked. “Why is she here? Workin’ as a waiter,” he asked, knowing these jobs are for the lowest.

“She’s still a Pogue. Heard they don’t cover her stay at the dorms, so she stays at her dump,” Kelce said, making the table laugh. Rafe chuckled but felt off doing so.

He saw her earlier today, leaving Barry’s trailer. He was curious if they were fucking, so he asked him when he came for his usual order. “I wish,” was Barry’s response.

If she was any other Pogue, he would’ve known they were there for drugs, but her? She didn’t seem like the type. Top of her class and knew what she was doing. Why was a girl like her drugging up?

Throughout the night, y/n was moving back and forth between tables. Luckily, more tables than usual tipped her.

She thought this was finally going to be a good night until the Rafe’s table got drunk. They began making noises, throwing shots at y/n every time she walked past or served them more drinks.

She didn’t notice, but Rafe was the only one who didn’t say anything. His friends tried to convince him, but he said he “wasn’t in the mood,”.

“Ayo!? — Where’s my beer?” A Timothy asked. Y/n quickly made his drink and ran over to serve. “Took you long enough. Might take a dollar or two off your tip,” he said as the table chuckled.

“I’m sorry, I was pretty busy-“ she tried explaining herself. “Doing what? Stealing. Oh, shit, people! Check your pockets!” He shouted, embarrassing her, but she tried her best not to show it.

“Sorry, it won’t happen again,” she said. Seconds later, the boy pulled y/n onto his lap. “Let’s hope not, or you’ll have to make up for it, hm?” He said. Y/n wanted to slap him, but she couldn’t. She’s never been in a position like this.

“Right, princess?” He asked in her ear as his hands traveled her body. “Y-Yes sir,” she stuttered as the table laughed but Rafe. “How about you take a break and stay here with us. Talk about yourself,” Kelce suggested.

“Yeah, do that,” Timothy focused on her curves as she shook in embarrassment and lack of comfort. “I-I wish, but I can’t. I have other tables,” she said, moving to leave, but Timothy tightened his grip on her.

“But Ian done with you yet,” he said. Of course, his friends found it funny. Y/n tried pushing his hands off of her respectfully and leaving, but he didn’t like that. “Kinda hot when a Pogue resists,” he said before sniffing and lightly kissing her neck.

Y/n yelled as she strongly pushed off of him. “C’mon, baby-“ he went to reach for her but she quickly gave him a punch to his face, causing him to fall out of his chair. He was drunk and it was unexpected.

“Hey!” His Friends said as they got up. Even Rafe. “The fuck is your problem!” Another friend yelled at her, pushing her to the ground roughly.

“Hey, hey! — What’s going on here?” Y/n’s boss asked as Y/n got up. “This Pogue punched me!” Timothy said. “What!? You fuckin’ touched me without permission!” Y/n yelled back.

“It was a joke you crazy bitch,” Timothy touched his lip, feeling an open cut. “I’m bleeding! Is this what you hire!?” He yelled, shocking the boss. “You basically sexually assaulted me!” Y/n yelled.

“Barley, you freak. Why would I want something like you? A fuckin’ Pogue!” He yelled, aching y/n’s stomach. How could someone do what he did, and then talk to you like you meant nothing.

“Y/n, go home,” her boss spoke. “But-“ she tried saying. “Go home! Take the rest of the week off,” he said. Kelce and some of the rest laughed, knowing that would fuck with her income. Getting paid all week wasn’t great for her.

Y/n stormed out of her job in anger, pissed off that the Kooks always get what they want. Her boss has cameras, and he didn’t think twice about looking. This was bullshit!

It’s been hours since y/n got home. She couldn’t help but drink and light a couple to ease her mind. She was overthinking and hurt. What if she lost her job? How could she possibly live decently?

On the other hand, Rafe got into a fight with Timothy after he brought up the fact he made sure to talk to her boss and tell him if she came back, he’d sue the place.

Rafe was disgusted. He started the whole situation and ended it like some bitch. Y/n had been nice to the table all night, and he repaid her like that? No. He didn’t like that one bit.

“How could you choose a Pogue over your homies!?” Timothy had yelled at him before Rafe left. Rafe didn’t know got to answer, but he knew this wasn’t right. Something in him saw the real struggle of a Pogue that he’d never paid attention to before.

It’s early in the morning. Y/n’s awake and Rafe is at her front door. He quickly knocked, needing to talk to her about last night.

Y/m groaned, hoping this wasn’t one of her friends. They know she’s unavailable before 12pm. “What!?” She dragged before opening the door to face with a Kook. A Kook at her door was new.

“What do you want?” She asked, slightly closing the door. She didn’t know what he was here for. “Are you seriously high? At this hour?” Rafe asked, feeling anger run through his body instantly.

“Why do you care? Not like you don’t snort white dust every night,” she said. “I’ve been clean. For 2 years,” she said with a straight face. Y/n felt horrible. Why would she bring someone else’s addictions up?

“I — I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to-“ she tried apologizing. “It’s okay,” he genuinely said. “But what’s not okay, is you high at this time of day. That’s not good for you,” he said, making her roll her eyes. Who is he to tell her what she should do.

“What did you come here for?” She asked, not wanting to talk to Rafe Cameron about her drug life. What if he used it against her. “To apologize for my friend. Had to teach him a lesson last night,” y/n said, confused.

Rafe lifted his hands, causing y/n to flinch. She soon realized he was trying to show her his knuckles. He had to beat Timothy good.

“Oh my god, Rafe!” She said. “Nah uh — Why the fuck did you flinch?” Rafe asked, feeling so much confusion that was covering his anger. “I-I don’t know,” she said. “Does someone beat you or some shit?” He asked as he looked passed her for any signs of a partner.

“Were you beat?” He asked. “God, no, Rafe. I was just- I thought you were gonna hit me,” she said. “Why would I hit you!?” He slightly shouted. “I don’t know! Maybe because you fight JJ and John B any second you get!” Y/n yelled in his face.

Rafe wasn’t expecting this morning to go like this. He came to apologize. Hope he could learn more about her, but now he sees how she sees him. As another Timothy.

“Look, y/n — I’ve been done with that for years. Plus, I’ve never hit a woman in my life. I came here to have a decent conversation with you, that’s all,” Rafe spoke.

“Well, I’m not up for speaking. Needa figure out how to make money since I woke up to an email, firing me from my one and only job,” she said, slightly mad at him, but only because he’s a Kook.

“I can help you,” he said, making her scoff. “No — No way Ima let some Kook, better yet, Rafe Cameron help me get a job because he sees me as some weak girl,” she said, about to close her front door, but he pushed it open, all the way.

“Y/n, I’m trying to help you. Can you not see that?” He asked. “No, I can’t! All you do is lie and-“ she tried continuing. “That was years ago! Just because you haven’t changed, doesn’t mean I couldn’t!” He yelled in her face.

The two were silent. Y/n was silenced. He was right, and she knew that. Why is she blaming a random Kook for her lifestyle? She’s the one who uses up her money for drugs. Not him. Her.

“Bye, Rafe,” y/n said in a low soft voice as she closed her front door. Rafe’s mouth opened, but he didn’t know what to say. Why would he yell at her life that? He knows how he used to feel when people yelled at him and he was hooked on drugs.

Fast forward to the weekend. Y/n’s outside on some Kook’s house party patio, smoking a joint while she made conversation with Barry.

She hadn’t been to a Kook party in months, but now that she’s unemployed, she had time. Barry also offered her a free supply if she came tonight, so she did.

Dressed in a tight sundress she bought herself last year. She knew she looked good. She hated going to parties, and looking like a Pogue, even though people already knew who she was.

“Needa make my rounds. See ya inside?” Barry said before leaving her outside to smoke alone. Y/n took a drag of her joint before walking her head back. She felt great. Being broke was finally out of her mind.

“Unemployed princess is here? What a surprise. Haven’t seen you at one of these in a while,” Timothy spoke as he came from behind her. Her mood was instantly ruined.

“Could you like, piss off? You’ve done enough in my life,” y/n said, going to take another drag until one of his friends slapped it out of her hand.

“Hey!” She went to get up until Timothy pushed her back onto the couch. Hard. “Don’t get feisty. No one’s here to save your ass,” he said, pointing to the big crowd that wasn’t paying attention to them. He and she knew they wouldn’t help her. She’s a Pogue after all.

“Look — I just want to have a relaxing night. I’m sorry for slapping you-“ she said. “Punching,” Kelce interrupted. “Yeah — Punched, and that shit hurt,” Timothy said before grabbing a fist full of her hair.

“Have you ever been punched in the face, Pogue? Because I could show ya,” he said as y/n stayed still. What would she possibly do? His grip was hard. She felt pain through their whole scalp.

“But actually, — You’re too pretty, for that. Maybe apologize instead,” he suggested. “I-I’m sorry. I won’t do-“ she tried saying. “Nah uh — Not that kind of apology,” Timothy’s hand traced down to his crotch before he gripped it, giving her his idea.

His friends laughed as she looked at him in disgust and shock. Out here? In front of anyone? What kind of human is he?

“No way,” she said, moving to get up but he quickly slapped her across her face, causing her to fall onto the couch she was sitting on.

“Goddamn Pogue,” he spoke as he climbed into her, quickly tugging on her dress. Y/n screamed and kicked as his friends stood around, laughing and drinking at the sight of their friend trying to assault her once again.

Rafe had seen the scene a while ago. As soon as he saw the group walk up to her, he made his way towards them. He was sadly across the yard, talking to Topper, so he couldn’t stop the slap Timothy gave her.

He knew when he got over to them, he’d go off. How dare he mess with her after he told him not to last night.

“Piece of fucking shit,” Rafe said as he pulled the boy off of y/n and instantly threw a punch to his face. “Oh shit,” one of the boys shouted, making people look their way. Finally.

“What did I say?” Rafe asked before giving him a punch. “Told you to leave her alone, didn’t I, huh? Didn’t I!?” He punched again. “Told you what would happen if I caught you near her again, didn’t I?” Rafe kept lunching.

Y/n grabbed her bag and ran off, pushing through the group in embarrassment. The dress was ripped, and her bar was on display. Her tits even showed a bit. She had to get away.

The poor girl ran to the beach to get away from the human noises. She needed something to block out her thoughts. Their voices.

She thought the waves would help, but it didn’t. The waves were very loud, but the thoughts were louder. He was going to use her. He ripped at her clothes, and no one helped. People watched. Laughed. Talked. No one helped.

Y/n threw her bag to the ground and scattered through it, trying to find a blunt Barry he’d just given to her. She needed something. Badly.

She quickly grabbed one and lit it with a drag, rushing the smoke into her lungs until it burned. She coughed but felt better. She always does, until she doesn’t.

Y/n kept taking drags, noticing the taste was different, but who cares. As long as this shit gets her what she needs.

“Y/n!?” Rafe yelled out as he ran the way she ran. After he was done with Timothy, he told Topper who ran over to the scene, to call the cops on him. He needed to be thrown away for what he did to y/n.

“Y/n!?” Rafe basically screamed, needing to know where she was. Why did she run this way? Towards the water? At night? That’s dangerous. What if she somehow got in the water and drowned? He needed to find her.

“Y/n!” He continued yelling by/n could hear him, but her kind was so where else. His voice and the waves were going through her kind like crazy, but she curled up and ignored them.

He blunt, lighter, and bag laid next to her curled body. She felt different. She felt like everything was attacking her at once. She could feel his hands on her and people encouraging his actions.

“Why the hell y/n,” Rafe ran across the girl and dropped to his knees. “Y/n - Y/n!” He pulled her to sit on her up to sit. Her eyes were closed and she shook her head.

“D-Don’t — Please! I-I’ll do better!” She cried out. “Oh my god,” Rafe looked at her, feeling pain in his heart. She was beyond fucked in the head. He remembers how it felt.

“We gotta get you out of here,” Rafe said as he put out her blunt and then put it and the lighter in her bag. He threw the bag over his shoulders and tightened the straps before throwing y/n over his own shoulder. It took a lot, but he got it done.

“S-Sorry, sorry! — I’m so sorry!” She cried out. Rafe’s eyes filled with tears. What is she thinking right now? Does she think he’ll hurt her? He hated the thought of that. He’d never do that.

On the way to Rafe’s dorm, y/n was knocked out. He watched her all night, and she didn’t drink or smoke enough to be like this.

Rafe searched through her bag after he parked, to take a look at her blunt he saw Barry give her. He never trusted Barry, and he was right not to.

He could see the mixture of hashish and some Xani bars crushed into her roll-up. “He’s so fuckin’ dead,” Rafe said to himself. He’ll be sending the cops after him too.

Y/n is now in Rafe’s bed, sound asleep. He changed her into his T-shirt and shorts so she’d be comfortable. He didn’t want her waking up in the dress some Kook ripped at.

Y/n woke up later the next day. Her mind was fuzzy, but she felt fine. She felt like she’s gotten the best sleep she’s ever had.

The girl went to go back to sleep until she remembered she never made it back to her bed. Whose bed is she in?

Y/n slowly turned around in the bed, noticing someone was next to her. When she finally saw the man, her heart dropped. What did she do?

“Rafe,” y/n said as her heart began to pound. She didn’t know what she was feeling, but her body did. She was stunned.

Rafe groaned as he turned towards y/n. His eyes were closed because he was still in his sleep. “Fuck,” she said low, trying to think of what she should do. She can’t wake up and have a normal conversation with Rafe. In Rafe bed. In Rafe Cameron’s fucking bed.

Y/n took her time but managed to get out of bed without waking him up. That’s when she noticed she had his clothes on. God, this isn’t looking good for her.

Y/n slowly tipped-toed to Rafe’s room door, pulling in the handle but it wouldn’t open. She pulled hard and noticed a keyhole. With a missing key. Did he lock the door?

“Good morning, sleeping beauty,” Rafe spoke, making y/n jump. “Fuck, I — Hey! Hey,” she said, pushing her body up against his door. She was in his dorm. This day was getting worse by the second.

“Why don’t you come back over here and lay down. Was a long night last night,” he said. Y/n tried thinking of the night, but nothing was clicking. Not one thing until her eyes landed on her dress on his desk.

Her ripped dress. The dress that Timothy ripped when he tried groping her last night. The dress people watch gets tugged on while they watch.

“O-Oh my god, her heart skipped a breath as she spoke. Y/n placed her hand on her chest, trying to calm herself down. Rafe noticed and quickly got up and ran towards her.

“Nah uh, c’mere,” Rafe slowly walked y/n to his bed until she was sat. “Don’t stress — Nothing happened. I finished the job. You won’t ever have to worry about him again,” Rafe said, trying to calm her down.

“B-But-“ she tried saying. “Nah uh, no buts. I got it. I got you. You’re safe and sound. I won’t ever let him or anyone hurt you again,” he said. “Including yourself, so we’re gonna have to figure out this drinking and smoking problem,” he said as she looked at him.

“Yep, and it’s gonna be easy. You have me and-“ she went to say. “T-That’s not possible. Rehab costs money and — And I’m broke,” she said as tears streamed down her face. So much hit her head.

“Hey — Baby. I’ve got you, I said. I’m gonna pay for you, and you’re gonna get clean in no time,” Rafe said, but y/n’s mind stopped at the name he called her. Baby?

“Baby?” She asked. “Yes, a-and I know that confuses you. Fuck — It confused me, but I can’t just watch you ruing yourself. I refuse,” he said like he’s been her friend for years.

“B-But I need it,” she said low. “Why? You’re too beautiful for that shit. You can’t just up and smoke and drink your life away. You’re smart and the best out of all of us in school,” Rafe said.

“Yet, I’m broke. Have no family. Barely any friends. I have no one,” her head lowered. “That’s not true,” he lifted her head slow and softly. “You’ve got me. And I promise, I’m not talking out of my ass. On my father, I’m not,” he said.

Everyone knows Rafe Cameron wants to impress his father, Ward Cameron, so his saying that, was slightly believed y/n. But words need action, and she doesn’t know how those actions can happen in her life. Who would up and help a Pogue?

“Gonna get you clean, get to know you, change the way you see the world. You can change the way people see Pogue’s, y/n. You changed me. And that was without a word being spoken to me,” he placed both of his hands on either side of her cheeks.

“You’re so special, y/n. I’ve always seen it, but never sat and thought about it. I was stupid. Shit, I still and for keeping that motherfucker alive, but don’t worry. I’ll do whatever you need. You need this, y/n. You deserve a better life,” Rafe added.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds without saying a word. Y/n ended up pulling safe into a hug. A hug, thanking him for speaking to her like she meant something.

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This will be a short one, with credits to Hikifans (@shyanimeboi), and here is the link: https://twitter.com/shyanimeboi/status/1778300826995335505

I will use metaphors this, a lot of metaphors for the H-scenes if you're curious. Hopefully it Bible friendly.

Ok here we go

I could never be an MC, like I cannot be a player, I do not have the rizz to think of another man while rubbing another dude's abs like this

Well MC isn't wrong, I barely see his abs in his S card. The guy looks broad but I thought he wore baggy clothes the longer I look at him.

So Ppyong slipped into MC's clothes and touched her soft stomach and apparently, it might be MC's weak spot causing her huha be quaking and ya'll:

It might seem normal but think it is the regular Ppyong saying it. MC is stronger than me cause I would already be laughing at the images in my head

I'm so gonna draw this, but it gonna be Minhyeok wearing what he wears in my other fics-

Are we fighting???

"Was always careful with you"... in what??? In WHAT????

... I guess the reason why I like this ship so much is how it could work. It's weird, but it's not as weird as MC's romances. They literally felt like that side couple or ship in drama media that I often like more than the main couple. I'm also a sucker for the friends-to-lovers trope

WOAH OK- Sir you spend too much time with Sitri-

Wait- Hold up- MC has rizz- OMG they have rizz

YO she taco-ed her legs around his thighs and holding his waist and saying all this? Absurd- I could never- The girl got game

You don't have to call me out like that you know?

Idk why but it's kind of wholesome, his smile is so cute that it is hard to focus on the tension. Like that smile is a puppy smile but his hands do be parting MC's rear like Moses parting the Red Sea like- Bro is giving her booty a rubdown treatment

It can be somewhat flattering and comedic in fiction but it would be scary irl, but that's just me

I-🧍- Ihsbhjdabdsjbd- What? What do you mean by that?? *Shaking him on the shoulders* Ayo what do you mean by that??????

I need to calm tf down cause either I'm misreading and misunderstanding his words or the translation sucks but it could mean A FEW THINGS HERE SIR *(¬¬)🙄 bombastic,side eye(¬¬")(◔_◔)( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)¬‿¬(ಡ᎔ಡ)( ͡º ꒳ ͡º)* and one of them is how you definitely want to be sandwiched between them-

Ok now this is the cringy smack metaphors territory, don't say I didn't warn you:

Ok so when I said his hands are kneading her double cheeks like dough I mean it, like he could rip both her pants and bum open right there-

Then he went on to ask if Minhyeok had ever seen her making her applesaucy face before and they were sweating because of their sitting marathon session with their hands and Ppyong dead ass told MC to lick his sweat to see if it was the same as Minhyeok.

And MC does what MC does, it doesn't matter if she doesn't know what Minhyeok tastes like, she sucks on Ppyong's face like he is the last ice cream cone in flaming summer. As if his face is a soft serve with zero net carbs, as if he is cannoli gelato, and her tongue is all over it, or in her words "like a dog that stuck his nose in a bowl as soon as the rein is released"

It tastes salty mixing with the sweet scent of flesh if you're wondering and she salivating all over his face. Going full Beelzebub on his face like she is slurping on the finest meal of her life. Hey at least, Ppyong enjoys it👍

Then when Ppyong asked if Minhyeok ever saw her this parched and MC recalled how Minhyeok always came into his room on time after she was done petting the cat, finding Nemo, sexy DIY, etc... you get the gist. MC speculated that Minhyeok was definitely outside waiting for her to be done like a peeping tom, you know, creeper behavior <3/jk

The thought makes MC dripping like a faucet, overflowing like a dam. Then they are back in their hands on investigating shenanigans and we get to the part where it would get the original poster banned on YouTube if they posted there. I also just gonna leave these here, MC is a player istg:

OK that's enough smut for this week bye-

[secret-smut-sideblog]

Non Believer

Gale x F! Tav (named)

(Nightcall Part 2)

PG-13 longing, jealousy, possessiveness, near death, self sacrifice, fear, hurt/comfort, feelings coming to a head, heavy petting, urgency, slow burn nonsense ayo

Traveling into the Shadowlands, Gale can't help but be drawn nearer to his golden muse. When things get dire during battle, she must make a revealing decision to save him...

Masterlist, Part 1

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"I, um, once read a book that explained in some detail the effects a brush with danger has one's desire for... other forms of stimulation."

She looked at him bewildered.

"Have you ever read anything on that subject?"

She smiled at him in that serene way, tilting her head slightly.

"What are you saying exactly?"

He knew that he was rambling but couldn't stop the passion that flowed sieve from him.

She had to know how ethereal she was. How much she meant to him.

"Only that I find you quite irresistible. Even illuminated by such rotten light this place produces."

He could feel himself getting to be too much. Course correcting slightly.

"Perhaps it's just the thrill of our undead experience talking, but standing at your side through such darkness and disrepair... it only makes me want you more."

Her wide eyes strummed his heart with equal parts longing and fear. An elegant hand coming up to shield over her heart.

Something he had caught her doing a lot. He wasn't sure what it meant, but he was searching for every opportunity to incite it from her.

Sighing, he relented again.

"Unfortunately, this is neither the time nor the place to indulge such feelings. So... we must be patient and push all such thoughts aside."

"For now." He added with a smile.

She bit her lip in a small smile, and it made his heart soar. He had rarely seen her flustered, let alone coy.

Always a pillar of grace, the perfect leader. There with a soft hand and endless patience, always making time.

It was nearly involuntary to be drawn to her if any of their companions wanting glances were any indication. He tried not to bristle at them as he understood implicitly.

The worst offender being Astarion, naturally. Hovering around her and licking her skin with teasing fingers. That did make his blood boil.

But she was nothing if not brilliant, seeing through him almost immediately. Effortlessly dodging and brushing away gently. Since that one shared night more than happy to assist in his bloodcall, but no further.

Gale felt a petty thrill when she would gracefully dance out of his reach, seeing the frustrated heat rise to his ears.

That's right, you don't get to have her.

But that was the greatest challenge he had faced with her so far. She was a master of deflection. Able to counter and twist so effortlessly most didn't even realize it was happening.

His best weapon was turning out to be raw honesty.

There had to be a deep well she was keeping from them. From him.

He was determined to dip his fingers in it.

"Gale's down!" Karlach shouted, bringing her greataxe down in a leaping strike.

He coughed, eyes rolling. Chest shallowly rising.

Aurum rushed to him across the battlefield, a running river of grace. Sliding and ducking under blows and reaching branches.

He watched her, smiling. Even near death she enthralled him.

Falling to knees next to his crumpled body, far back from the others. She played a low mournful note on her violin, lighting him up with just enough healing magic to bring him back from the edge.

But now they had a larger problem.

Their companions with torches were far ahead and quite busy. The darkness was starting to descend.

"Go. You're needed." He urged.

Her eyes were uncharacteristically uncertain, darting in an internal fight. Mouth a thin line.

"Aurum, you have to-"

He was cut off by her untying the front of her armor in harsh pulls.

Light.

There was light.

In silent gaping rapture he watched.

Her head fell back in relief, pulling her armor open. An endless chasm of light pouring out, pushing out through her ribs.

Surely he was dying. This had to be a hallucination.

It spread out through her limbs, reaching the tips of her fingers. Her golden hair rising like water. The air around her wavering.

Her mouth opened and let out a high scream of release. Several voices layering on top of each other, singing and shrieking in harmony. The sound of church bells rising. An earth shaking cry of many screaming songs.

It was blinding, but he couldn't look away.

He caught sight of their companions then, their mouths gaping in shock as his must be.

When the last of the brutish creatures were slain and torches rushed back to their side, she gripped at her chest. Pulling limbs into herself. A coiled ball of restraining energy.

The light began to retreat, her body dimming.

They all stood on shock, giving her a wide berth.

She breathed slow, both hands pressing hard into her chest. A faint glow still there.

"It's not... it won't go." Her voice was cracking, a vein of despair threading through her words.

He rose shakily to elbows, eyeline with her.

"It's okay. You're going to be okay."

She looked at him and, for the first time, seemed so lost.

He rested a hand over hers, still gripping into her chest. Pulled them away gently, letting the light out.

At camp it was naturally all anyone could talk about. Karlach giving a rousing and accurate recreation for those who had stayed behind. All eyes spellbound by her performance, darting to Aurum occasionally.

She sat with him, hand still coming up on instinct to shield over the light in her chest when the others would peer at her.

For once, words came difficult to him.

What could he even say?

She threaded her free hand into his subtly.

"Can we go to your tent?" She hushed, head down.

"Of course, here." He lifted under her arm, leading her up.

All eyes were on them as they walked, and he shot an incensed dissaproving look over his shoulder at their gawking.

Some of them had the decency to look ashamed.

He ducked them inside, pulling the flap closed with a mage hand.

He twisted his fingers and lit up the space. Constellations arched across the roof, small dancing lights bobbed around them. A cast of silence over it all.

"Finally, privacy." He sighed.

She sank onto a cushion, looking down at her chest. Holding her hand out, the light catching in her palm.

It was quiet, but he didn't mind, sitting down. More than willing to wait for her.

Her fingers moved slowly, the light dancing between them.

"I tried so hard." She whispered.

"I guess it was a fools errand. I can't fight what they made me. I cannot be more."

She looked up at him then.

"I owe you the truth."

"You owe me nothing, and I am more than willing to take less than what you have already given."

Her mouth formed that thin line again. Taking his hand.

Uncertain but determined, she brought it up to her chest. Pressing his palm hard into the light.

A holy fervor overcame him, burning a righteous spear through his soul. Like a thousand battle cries, he would rally her troops to the end of the earth.

She released, and he let out the air he had been holding. The thrall broken. Looking at her, then the light.

"Can you hold me again?" She whispered, tears dancing at the edge of her eyes.

He gathered her into his arms, threading his hand gently into her hair. Pulling her as close as she could get without being inside him.

She gripped into his back, head tucked into his chest. Softly crying.

He held her steady, his own tears threatening.

When she finally pulled back, he pressed his forehead to hers.

"You can call for me, no matter the circumstance. I will hear you and come to your side." He hushed, pressing her hand to his heart now.

She leaned up and kissed him in a soft whimper.

He melded into her, cupping her cheek. His heart soaring. Feeling in a dream again.

She pushed into his lap, legs straddling around his, hand pushing into his hair. Need pulsing from her mouth.

He wondered if this was wise in her condition. His as well. But his head was full of little but liquid desire.

His hands ran up the outside of her thighs, groaning. Her heat making him dizzy, mouths pleading silently.

She gripped his shirt, hips starting to roll.

His closed eyes were accosted by a pulse of light. Opening them, he saw her chest radiating out.

He knew he shouldn't be, but he was spellbound by it. Resisting reaching out for it again.

Only when the high singing started on the edges of her head did she pull away.

"I'm sorry." She gasped. Closing eyes again in concentration, reigning in.

"No need for apologies. I shouldn't have tempted fate, you're just so... I want anything you can give me."

She smiled at him from under her lashes.

"I just need time, I can control it again I promise."

"Is there anything I can do?"

She seemed to consider that. "I actually don't know. Maybe?"

A deep passion rippled in his chest. This was everything he was good at. Research, answers. Doggedly pursuing until a solution presented itself.

Already he was mentally flipping through all the tomes he had read.

But there was one piece he was missing.

"Do you know what causes this condition?"

She stiffened again.

"If it's too personal I won't-"

"It's my blood. Its... it's in the marrow of my bones."

That narrowed things down significantly for him.

"I'm going to dedicate all of my free time to this. You have given me another purpose, thank you."

She pressed her forehead to his.

He sighed, eyes closing.

"I'll see you in the morning, lovely." She hushed.

She gave him a small kiss on the cheek and rose to feet, endless grace.

As soon as she was gone he buried his face in a pillow. Flopping face first, completely flat against the sheets.

He had a lot of work to do, but it would have to wait.

Hard to do research with jellied limbs, afterall.

~

Part 3

[bratshaws]

through the hourglass 328. brb x oc

a/n: ayo...yall ready for smut??? (comments and reblogs are super welcome and encouraged!)

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: none uwu

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Nicole’s laughter was so loud that it surpassed whatever they were watching on tv right now, well,no one was watching, in fact Rooster was too busy lying on the floor, letting his three kids climb on him. Nicole chose to lie stomach down over his chest, Aurora was crawling on the floor by his left arm nibbling his shirt while Gavin just babbled happily as he was plopped on Rooster’s stomach.

The room is filled with the sweet scent of baby powder, and toys are scattered in every direction. Beatrice, standing in the doorway, observes the heartwarming chaos with a smile. Her gaze shifts between her husband and their three little ones,"Looks like Daddy's the new jungle gym," Beatrice teases, crossing her arms as she leans against the doorway.

Rooster grins, his eyes twinkling with amusement as he cranes his neck. "I wouldn't have it any other way. The Bradshaw Jungle Gym is officially open for business. Wanna join?"

Beatrice chuckles, shaking her head. "I'll pass this time. I'll be the official audience for the Bradshaw Circus."

He raises an eyebrow, a playful challenge in his expression. "Are you sure, Bea? I heard the trapeze act is a sight to behold."

Beatrice smirks, feigning contemplation. "Tempting, but I'll save my acrobatics for later. You seem to have your hands – and stomach – full at the moment." she giggles, petting Jolene and Jack as she walks over to the couch, Eleanor is back at the door, sniffing through the crack, “How are you holding up?”

Rooster grins up at her, the joy evident in his eyes. "I'm surviving the invasion of the little rascals. But you know what, Bea? I wouldn't trade this for anything. It's chaos, but it's our chaos."

Beatrice takes a seat on the couch, watching the adorable mayhem unfold. "The best kind. Looks like they've turned Daddy into their personal playground."

Rooster laughs,and Nicole rolls on her stomach so she could look at his face. "Well, I've always been a firm believer in hands-on parenting. Literally."

Nicole, perched on his chest, grins mischievously. "Daddy, tell stowy?"Aurora, still nibbling on Rooster's shirt, babbles in agreement, and Gavin claps his tiny hands, while Rooster blinks, giving Bea a look.

“Oh,you have no idea how her vocabulary grew,Roos,just you wait.”

“I mean,shit,” he chuckles, “I suck at telling stories baby girl.” he tells Nikki who is just staring at him with those big light colored eyes, “Ask mama, she knows I suck a lot.”

“That’s not true.” she adds, then pauses, “Partially,maybe.”

“See?”

Nicole furrows her light brows, “Stowwy!”

Rooster chuckles, surrendering to the adorable demand. "Alright, alright, storytime it is." He shifts a bit on the floor, adjusting himself to a more comfortable position, making sure they don’t topple down when he does so.

"Once upon a time," Rooster begins, his deep voice carrying the words, "there was a brave little princess named Nikki."

Nikki's eyes widen in excitement, Aurora pauses her shirt-nibbling to listen intently, and even Gavin seems to be enraptured by whatever was happening.

"This princess lived in a magical kingdom called…Bradshawville,” Bea sputtered a laugh, then held up a hand when he narrowed his eyes playfully at her “... ruled by the wise King Rooster and Queen Bea. And they had uh…" 

Nicole giggles, "Cookies!"

"Exactly!" Rooster continues, "Now, in this kingdom, there was a mischievous dragon named Jack, who loved to steal socks." The poor dog looked up, clearly confused why his name was being said outloud. “And…he had…a sister named Eleanor who…uh… liked…fightning knights.”

"And then, there were two magical knights, Aurora and Gavin and they…” he frowns, “They…” he looks over at Bea for help.”

Beatrice smirks,"Aurora and Gavin were the bravest knights in all the land, armed with their mighty pacifiers and diaper shields. They were on a quest to rescue the stolen socks and bring peace to Bradshawville."

Rooster nods in approval, “Fuck,that’s good. But the mischievous dragon, Jack, was not so easily defeated. He had a secret weapon—a powerful tail wag that could create a sock tornado, making it even more challenging for the knights to retrieve the stolen loot."

Nicole giggles,she and her siblings were completely engrossed in the fantastical world her parents are painting for them. Beatrice was going to stay there and help,but the phone was ringing in the kitchen so she stood up with a gentle ‘be right back’ escaping her lips.

She answers it while keeping an eye on the group in the living room, “Hello?”

“Heeey babes.”

‘Hi,Shells.” she smiles, “How can I help you today?”

Shells' voice comes through the phone, "Just checking in on my favorite bestie. How's life over there?"

Beatrice chuckles, glancing back at the living room where Rooster is weaving an elaborate tale for the kids. "Oh, you know, the usual.Rooster is spending time with the kids and he had a nap too, so…so far so good."

Shells chuckles on the other end of the line. "Sounds like a peaceful day. How's the superhero lieutenant holding up after his adventures?"

Beatrice smiles, "He's doing well. I think he's enjoying the break and the kids are ecstatic to have him back. What about  you?"

"Oh, you know,making sure to tire Bob the right way, yknow? He’s still asleep. After a mission like that, my honey bun needed the break.”

"Sounds like a plan. We all need our rest after a mission, even the four-legged warriors. Anything exciting on your end?"

Shells sighs dramatically. "Nah, just the usual chaos at the bar.”

“Is everyone okay, though?"

"Yeah, no harm done. Someone spilled their drinks but we  just did a little cleanup and a free round of drinks as an apology. You know how Penny works her magic."

"That I do, you guys don’t need the help? I know it’s my day off but–”

Shells chuckles on the other end of the line. "Bea, it's your day off. Relax, enjoy the time with Rooster and the kids. We've got the bar covered. Plus, Penny is like a wizard. "

"Thanks, Shells. I just can't help but worry sometimes."

"I get it, girl. But seriously, we've got it under control. You've earned your break."

 Beatrice glances over at the living room where Rooster is now engaged in an impromptu game of hide-and-seek with Nikki. The laughter of the children mingles with Rooster's good-natured teasing. It warms Beatrice's heart to see her family in such high spirits after so long.

"So, any plans for the evening, Bea?" Shells inquires, breaking through Beatrice's reverie.

Beatrice leans back against the kitchen counter, a thoughtful expression on her face. "Well, Rooster and I were thinking of having a quiet evening together, maybe catch a movie after putting the kids to bed. You know, just unwind."

Shells' voice takes on a teasing tone. "Ah, the classic date night. I love it. What's on the movie menu?"

Beatrice chuckles, "Probably something light, maybe a comedy. We could use a good laugh."

"Solid choice. Laughter is the best stress-buster. And…you know..something else.”

Beatrice’s lips part in surprise and her cheeks burn…Shells is right, she did miss Rooster and…everything that involved him. She peeked back outside and had to hold back the deep sigh so Shells wouldn’t tease her.

He was holding the three babies and his bicep bulged when he did so, with his shirt rising just enough to show his stomach and happy trail. Fuck,he was really hot as a father.

Shells, sensing Beatrice's momentary distraction, chuckles knowingly. "I take it Rooster is looking especially fine today?"

Beatrice can't help but laugh, her cheeks still tinged with a faint blush. "Yeah, he is. It's hard not to…appreciate the view." and his six pack seemed even more defined.

Shells lets out a low whistle. "Well, enjoy the view and the movie night, girl. You two deserve it."

"Thanks, Shells. And thank you for holding down the fort at the bar. I owe you one."

"No worries, Bea. It's what friends are for. Now, go and enjoy your evening. And who knows, maybe you'll get that 'something else' after all."

"Shells, you're incorrigible."

"You love me for it. Now go, before Rooster thinks you've abandoned him for our riveting conversation."

Ending the call with a smile, Beatrice tucks her phone into her pocket. As she walks back into the living room, the playful chaos intensifies. Rooster, still holding the babies, is now the target of Nikki's enthusiastic attempts at hiding.

"Dada, I coming!" Nikki's high-pitched voice rings through the room as she covers her eyes and starts counting.

Beatrice watches the scene unfold with a heart full of warmth. Rooster, fully embracing the role of the playful dad, plays along with Nikki's hide-and-seek game. His laughter blends with Nikki's giggles.

As Nikki finishes counting, Rooster dramatically scans the room, feigning surprise at every potential hiding spot, asking the twins to help as he carried them around. Finally, he spots Nikki's tiny form squeezed behind the living room curtains. He gasps dramatically, "Oh no! Where could Nikki be?"

Nikki bursts into a fit of giggles, unable to contain her excitement. Rooster pretends to search for her, his eyes locking onto the curtain, and he dramatically pulls it back to reveal a beaming Nikki.

"There she is!" Rooster exclaims, scooping her up in his arms. "I got you!!

Beatrice can't help but inhales shakily, god damn it. She tries her best to appear casual, there wasn’t a good time to exude what she really wanted to do right now. He smiles at her and her whole body melts, that smile was her absolute ruin, “It was Shells,” she gestures to the phone, petting Jolene on the way over to the living room, “Just wanted to check on things.”

Rooster grins at Beatrice, still holding Nikki in his arms. "Shells making sure everything is okay?"

Beatrice nods, leaning against a wall. "Yeah, and she also suggested that we deserve a good laugh and...have fun.” she chewed her lower lip, she didn’t know if he noticed but seeing how his eyes dropped…he definitely did.

Rooster raises an eyebrow, his smile turning into a suggestive smirk. "Well, we'll see about that. Won’t we?"

“Good to know,LC.” his sharp inhale was another sign, god she missed him so much “But uh,how is the hiding seek going?”

Rooster chuckles, his eyes still lingering on Beatrice. "Oh, it's going great. Nikki is a master hider. I can't compete with her skills." Nikki, enjoying the attention, proudly puffs out her chest. "You sure are, sweetheart," Rooster praises, setting her down. "Now, let's see if the twins have any hidden talents."

Cue to Aurora to slap his face,much like Nikki did when she was younger, “Ow. Okay, um,strong arm.”

“She got that from you, both of them.” Bea says,meanwhile Gavin is just snuggled to his father’s neck, deciding that now would be a great time for a nap, “Oh,I know, Aurora,Gavin, look!”

Aurora, having inherited her mother's sense of curiosity, perks up at the mention of her name. She blinks her wide, innocent eyes and lets out a baby coo as if responding to the call.

Rooster grins, holding Aurora up in front of him as if presenting her to an imaginary audience. "Behold, the next generation of master hiders! Aurora, the soon to be undisputed champion of hide-and-seek."

Beatrice laughs, thoroughly entertained by the playful scene unfolding. "You're such a dork, you know that?"

"A dork with impeccable taste," Rooster retorts, winking at her. "Now, let's see if Gavin has any tricks up his tiny sleeves."

As Rooster shifts his attention to Gavin, the little one seems to have a different agenda. Nestled against Rooster's neck, Gavin has decided that a nap is far more appealing than hide-and-seek shenanigans. His tiny fingers curl around Rooster's shirt, and his rhythmic breathing suggests that he's entered the realm of baby dreams.

"Well, it seems like Gavin's talent lies in the art of peaceful slumber," Rooster quips, gently rocking the sleeping baby. "I can't blame him; napping is a skill worth mastering."

Beatrice smirks, running her hand on Gavin’s brown hair, it was starting to curl. "Looks like we have a future nap champion on our hands." she giggles, “...well,do you want to keep playing with the kids? They’ll nap soon enough.” and seeing how he immediately hugged them tighter, the answer was yes.

He hadn’t seen them in months after all.

“Just a little bit more.” he smiles, “I can tire them out.” she nods then, stepping back to give them space, but Rooster lowers his head enough to press a kiss to her cheek, “Then I’m all yours,gorgeous.”

[tai-janai]

ok here was my first run ever (yeah its spoilers.) :

1. pris. gotta see if guts trio is real.

was pretty easy; i tried to let her kill me but that wasn't an option so, drop the blade n leave her

'tisn't. but the cage thing was predicted in s*ve the p*et so im still a winner. i got cheated because i wanted skeptic to kill me, inadvertently making us very happy to be in the void.

i laughed and i got really mad when our fighting was called beautiful. i want to hear hero want to fight on our behalf.

2. dams. ok i got guts trio wrong, give me skeppy.

took me a second; accidentally got hot grey at first

i did not get skeppy. i got oppy. okay cool i kind of predicted he would have a role in pc; but i thought he'd be in spectr3. Oh well that's fine im not too mad; besides i get more of the praise boys being brothers.

i did. notice that smitten was gone as soon as we woke up. i said. "oh this is. pits. and also a bit of reunite. okay."

and i was. so excited to see him. and his face, when we tried to talk to him. i got so emotional; my poor boy. i love him. also i love that he's fucking crazy.

i didnt eat with her but i did play games. and i was like "is this about sex." because it kinda sounded like it

narry's arc ... again, reunite core.

but then i killed her, to alleviate the pain, because i did love her.

third: spec.

i figured it would be the same as we thought; stabbing her while shes in us. i did flip my shit when we were in Her eyes, and it said "the princess" and it was FUCKING SICK !!! SHE CALLED US A FUCKINF DRAGON IM SO RIGHT ALL THE TIME.

the thing is idk what to call the route so i kinda wanna call her/us like. dragoness? inverse? split? some cool name like that.

i got oppy; idk if anyone got someone else, i kinda hope so

my poor hero :(( love him.

i merged back with her; idk if there were options not to

and then,

4. den. i forgot how to get skeptic so i got stubborn.

i went with instincts, because i love hunted.

mmm. big hunted real. growing from making others feel hunted. i love being right.

get out of my way adversary, outta my way wild, now THIS SHIT is hot.

5. apo. idk how to get one or the other yet but i got conty. and of course i tried to run.

and she tried to open us up, and my theory that the long quiet is the construct kind of came true. so i reprimanded her because that lady fucking hurt my boyfriend. and i stuck my middle finger at her. in real life

and then i fought her. i saw the.... glowing? dialogue options and i picked what i could, but it didn't seem to matter.

idk if anyone got the new ending yet, but i haven't either. i got new and unending dawn as my first ending ever.

m going back through things now;

ive found that you can get paranoid instead of cheated if you kill yourself, well, yourself. and ive seen them "Grabbing" (???????????????? ayo) hero and somehow ... keeping him from our choices? i kept thinking they both started petting behind his ears and he went limp. anyway.

im back to damsel now, im gonna go to fury and expand on her in my next playthrough; im just trying to find everything i can in what i have now.

[queeniesrose]

This is inspired by a post that was done a few years ago on a friends blog where they did for the SWSH leaders were reacting to thirsty tweets. This post includes characters from different games, so it’s not for just one group. This is a NSFW post. And no, I will not explain what anything means. This post will read like it is for a youtube video. The host of the video will be you, the reader.

Also! Arven will be included in this post. Please see this post and this poll, both on @pokenimagines (A Pokémon blog I help run when we both aren't burnt out) to get some insight on why he is included.

Master Post 

Warning: This is NSFW so if you’re under the legal age or uncomfortable with content like this, please skip over this one!

Thirsty Tweets: Pokemon

As soon as the video starts playing, the viewer can see the host on screen. It wasn’t long before you said in the video, “On today's episode of Celebrity Thirsty Tweets, we have Gym Leaders, Elite Four, a Champion, and a Professor! Sit back, relax and enjoy the video!” The screen fades to black with a rendition of ABC by Jackson 5 playing. Soon the first person and their corresponding tweet is on screen.

I want to give him the most astonishing, atrocious, shameless, violent, rude, disrespectful, toe curling, sheet gripping head he's ever had. @GalarChampionLeon

It takes Leon a full minute of opening and closing his mouth before he could form a response. His cheeks turned a scarlet red. "I- I. Well that's certainly something. More power to you if you can accomplish that to someone." He looks down as he runs a hand through his hair. He chuckles, before he looks up at the camera, "Some of these fans are real imaginative."

LISTEN HES ALL PURPOSE FLOUR 👅👅👅 @Elite4Larry

As soon as Larry finish reading out the tweet, he lets out a deep sigh and shakes his head. "I am flour because I am bland? I will give you that. At this point, being a stressed and depressed adult will do that to someone." He pauses for a moment to think. "If you're into all purpose flour, guess I'm the guy for you."

Ayo fine ass girlboss spotted. Come here madam. I would like her to put me on a leash. @Elite4Rika

Rika smirks as she finishes reading the tweet. "Awe does someone want to be my pet? Does someone need to go on some walkies?" She lets out a hearty laugh, shaking her head. She leans back in her chair and rest her arm on her knee. "Sounds like a many of you need a badass domme in your life."

Rika can break me, while Brassius can breed me. @Elite4Rika @Truleewoodo

"I can do more than just break you sweetheart." Rika says, winking at the camera. "Tell me when and where. Safe word is Mushu."

Brassius leans back into his chair, smirking at the camera. He takes a few moments before he says anything. "You want me to breed you darlin? Is that really what you want?" He asks, leaning forward, "Have you been good? Only good darlins get to be bred."

@ProfessorSycamore is so hot. I wanna climb him like an Arceus damn jungle gym.

Sycamore's face heats up instantly. "That doesn't sound very safe, now does it?" He asks, "Although, I don't think you care about your safety from your tweet. Which is very important! Being safe in all situations is important! Even in kinky situations." He rubs his cheeks a little bit as he attempts to hid the fact that his face is going a tomato red.

THAT DUDE ON TEAM STAR CAN GET IT TOO!

Who, @Guacamole?

IS THAT HIS NAME?

Giacomo sighs and rubs the side of his face. "You make one joke!" He exclaims, "One joke! One joke about being able to use different words for my name like what happens with Bramblepatch Scratch-n-Sniff! Then you get called Guacamole and that becomes what people call you! But yes, I can definitely get it! Don't let anyone tell you otherwise!"

I once made my dildo dent in half, you wanna see my gorilla grip @DragonRaihan?

After he finishes reading out the tweet, he looks up at the camera with a confused look on his face, "I- how the fuck did you manage to do that?" You could see the gears turning in his head as he tried to work out how that happened. He scratches his head after a few moments, "Ya know, I'm not gonna try to figure out the logistics of that."

I ain’t here to be your toaster strudel. I’m here to be your Twinkie. Pull out and I’ll kill you. @FarmerMilo

"Oh my!" Milo exclaims, going as red as a tomato. He raises his hand to point at the screen as he starts to speak again. "There will be no killing happening around here! I am a good farmer boy." His eyes go wide and he smacks a hand over his mouth at the realization of what he just said implies in context to the tweet. Your laughter could be heard from behind the camera.

@EliteFourRika could step on me multiple times, spit on me, and call me worthless and I WILL THANK HER.

Rika moves the mike closer to her mouth, leans forward, and stares straight into the camera, before she starts speaking. "So you would thank me? That's it? What else would I hear darlin? Would I hear you begging me for those things?" She asks, her voice deeper than normal. She chuckles, "Y'all are really going feral, aren't ya?"

Anyone think that @Truleewoodo needs a nude model? Think he'll model nude for a class?

Brassius starts shaking his head and tisking at the camera. " There will be no classes that I will model for. There will also never be any media of myself nude that will be made public." He leans back and scratches his head, before he continues. "BUT the only exception to that would be a private session where I would allow my significant other to artistically capture my nude self in their preferred form of media. This would be for their consumption and their consumption alone.

I just want him to cook me a meal and tell me I was a good boy. Is that too much to ask? @Arven&Mabostiff

Arven looked at the camera with a shocked look, taking a moment to collect his thoughts. "I- I. No that's not to much to ask! Quite honestly, I would love to cook for someone, other than myself, mabostiff and my other Pokémon." He said as he got a bit of a distant look.

The camera fades to black, before you appear back on screen. "And that's all for today folks! This has been today's episode of Celebrity Thirsty Tweets! See you next time!" You say before your video outro plays.

[kingpreciouswrld]

Ayo! How are you doing?

I absolutely love the fics you write!!! 🤌😘

Can you write me one? About Gwen? 🫣

Something like reader is a nurse and they meet after Gwen gets hurt while filming. Reader takes care of her, Gwen asks her on a date. And like after a few years Gwen asks reader to marry her?

Thank you 😊

Pairing: Gwendoline Christie x Reader

Word Count: 965

A/N: Ayooo I'm doing good thank you! I'm sorry this took a while hun, but have a happy holiday! I hope you like it :)

After becoming a CNA, the last thing you would've thought you'd be doing would be patching up actors. You've done it for a while and the pay has been pretty good. It was mostly stunt-doubles you patched up but on the rare occasion actors did their own stunts, you helped them instead. The bright side to working in the film industry was that you didn't have to deal with grumpy old people who were frustrated about their waiting time.

You originally started working on sets when your director friend needed some medical assistance on his set. His actors and stunt-doubles kept getting hurt and the best the crew could do was act like a school nurse; slap on a bandaid and send them in their way. He wanted someone who knew what they were doing and that's where you came into play. Since then, you've been asked by his company to oversee all action and thriller projects.

Never knowing who you'd be working with until they came into your trailer (yes, you had your own trailer as a CNA), you were caught off guard when one of your favorite actresses walked in. 

Gwendoline Christie.

Today's schedule was for Game of Thrones and although you knew Gwen played Brienne of Tarth, you didn't know she did her own stunts. As a 6'3" woman, you assumed that that would be gruesome work.

"Hi, are you Nurse L/n?"

"I am! Please, take a seat," Gwen did as told and you rolled your chair around your desk to sit in front of her, "How can I help you today?"

"Well, there was a mishap in the props section," you nodded as you listened, looking over the actress, "and they stupidly gave my co-star a sword with a sharpened blade instead of the fake ones."

You nodded in understanding. Looking over the older woman, it wasn't hard to distinguish the real cut from the fake ones. You put on your glasses and sterilized your hands before putting on gloves, "So it's just that one cut by your hairline?"

"Well that and I think I have some bruised ribs, I don't know if you can do much about that…"

You grabbed some gauze and an alcoholic wipe before standing up. You realized that Gwen was too tall for you to work on while sitting so you stood between her legs and went to work.

"Well the best I can do for those is give you a cold press every 20 minutes and some pain killers. They won't heal for about 4 weeks to be honest but hopefully they'll take that into consideration when they put you in armor."

Gwen winced and flinched away from the alcohol wipe which in turn made you roll your eyes, "Oh come on, I just have to make sure it's clean." You held her head still, petting her hair back from the wound.

"You know, I never had a nurse man handle me before," you scoffed playfully, "I've also never had a nurse who was this cute."

After taping the gauze down onto the cut, you took a step back and looked down at Gwen with a raised brow, "I'm sure you tell all your nurses that."

You went to step away but a hand on around your wrist stopped you, "I'm serious L/n…maybe we could get a coffee sometime?"

Oh how could refuse such a face.

— — — — — — — —

The relationship you two had was amazing. You started making time for each other off of set and your love for each other bloomed.

You continued working on set during the filming of Game of Thrones and it was wonderful seeing Gwen in action. She could be so goofy one second then professional and serious the next.

And you were right, watching Gwen perform her own stunts was a bit rough to watch, seeing a bigger than average woman get thrown around and down to the ground wasn't very pleasing to you.

You also got to follow her and work with her on sets from time to time. When you weren't on a different project, you were working beside Gwendoline and you wouldn't have it any other way. You followed her when she booked Top of The Lake, The Hunger Games, and Star Wars. 

It was when she booked Wednesday that you didn't think you'd be able to go with her. To your surprise, Tim allowed you to come, so long as you helped everyone maintain COVID protocols on set.

It was on a particular day that you were called to set from your trailer, Gwen had a nasty fall and couldn't make it to your trailer. The poor woman over exerted herself, you thought.

When you arrived, the crew and casemates were surrounding her and so you couldn't see her. Was it that bad? You were told she accidentally swallowed some of the fake acid from her scene and that she wouldn't stop coughing and gagging.

"Gwen! Is she okay?"

As you walked closer, the team huddle around your girlfriend parted and in the middle knelt your girlfriend, well, your girlfriend in Larissa Weems regalia.

"Gwendoline…I–"

"Y/n L/n, from the moment I laid eyes on you I knew it in my heart and mind that I needed you in my life. You make me feel things no other human being can make feel, you help me to become a better version of myself and push me to give everything my all."

You had started to tear up and you weren't the only one. Gwen started to have tears roll down her cheeks. You couldn't bear to see her cry so you took a step forward and held her hand.

"Will you do me the greatest honor, and marry me?"

Again, how could you refuse?

[astral-nautical]

suckening liveblog bc i dont wanna spam my friends lol

spoilers ahead!!!!!!!!!!!! going to put all of episode 1 in one post :O

i didnt expect emizel to be pronounced tht way tbh!! em-ee-zel...i expected emi-zel if tht makes Any sense

oh emizel got daddy issues? sad. wait he runs a GANG?

the arts fucking insane dude im so happy they worked w so many people for this

oh hello soda :O bro has some transgender energy already like. who dresses themselves in stuff w their name on it if not someone who picked their own name?

GANG WAR,? i love emizel i dont know if this is the rightr vibe or not but hes giving me 'punk kid whose pretending to be in a gang' and i love him for it

smash bros commentary is so funny omg

oohhh vampire time soon???? fangs gonna BITE

'sometimes i just say shit and idk what it means' SAME SODA.

ohhhhh nooo this is not gooooood. oh em ur getting fucked uppp

FIRST COMBAT WOOOOO omg the music is fucing phenomenal i love u nathan hanover

oh my god this is fuckjign insane NO SODAAAAAAAAAAA

ayo ? kiss time ig. NAHHHHH BITE TIME

wat the fuuuuuuck What the fuuuuuck LMAO FUCK DOUBLE BITE??????? CHOMP CHOMP MOTHERFUCKER

FRENZY CHECK??????? oh here we go dude vampire timeee

so emizels fucked. ANYWAYS ROMANIA

bizlys character art looks like hes abt to cry lmao. sad little twink

im so fond of this guy and hehasnt even talked? hes so funny. why are you so well dressed AYO EYESHADOW?

SHILO IS SO FUNNY I LOVE HIM? oh no his accent is so cute. cute as in like a stuffed animal is cute not like attraction. im aroace

is shilo like? rapunzel? is he not allowed to leave his room ?

hes so funny im so fucking endeared omg

"WHAT DOES A VAMPIRE KNOW ABOUT FENCING?"

oh he IS rapunzel he's never met a mortal!! why is his mother never letting him out :O

oh....he wants a book on birds :,) he wants to read abt pheasants....

HE WANTS A PET PHESSANT I AM GOING TO START CRYING

shilo is a manipulative little BASTARD i love him he can do no wrong in my eyes forever and always. my wet and pathetic cat that i hold so dearly

ohh curious boy curious boy...doing this he should Not b

oh fuck shilo's mom so much i have a bad feeling abt her alreadyyyyy

my bbg...run away flee this place get OUT god i fucking hate his mother she caused him so much shame he's frenzying :((((

'both of you will take me to the darkened door, or i Will Scream." shilo you are my favourite forever and ever

ARTHUR.......OH HIS DESIGN IS COOL AS FUCK

kitty kitty cat :O give me their name rnv ITS A GIRL oh the little kityt noises im going to pass away

void...is she smarter than arthur lmao?

FUCLFUCKFUCK COWBOY VAMPIRE IM SHITTING MYSELFNSJFDJS

arthurs so cool hes like if rumi had a goth phase

fucking What is arthurs deal whts he looking for here. hello

SHILOAPPEARING IN THE AUTO SHOP IM GONNA LOSE IT. GUARD HELP THERE IS OIL ON MYHANDS Who is that.

"i believe in you. you are my special boy<3" shilo is such an asshole i adore him

emizel is here :O the trio are meeting up lets gooo

how did i COMPLETELY miss arthur can control shadows what the FUCK. what the HELL. ARMS OF THE ABYSS?

THE SHOEHSHFJAKGK

"i ask of you to calm down" "...i flick my other shoe at him."

"GREFGOR WE HAVE TO GO EVEYYONEW IS BIG AND TRYING TIO KILL EACH OTHER :(" shilo i adore you.

"uh. Pretend i am dead." (collapses)

this is beyond fucking funny. emi and arthur sorting themselves out while shilo has a panic attack and fakes being dead like a fucking possum

NAH THEY END THE EP THERE? THATS SO FUCKING FUNNY GOODBYE

in conclusion shilo is my newest bbg and my discord server profile is already fanart of him. god bless

[gingerylangylang1979]

10 Things I’ve Learned from Interviews about The Bear

I’ve gotten caught up in the awards nomination frenzy and have been bingeing on interviews about The Bear. Much of the content is repetitive but I have come away with a few interesting insights or confirmations of what I already thought. Wanna hear it, hear it go. 

1. The cast really does seem to enjoy each other. It’s typical to hear that a cast loves each other and is easy to work with to feed the PR machine but you genuinely feel good vibes when they are together. 

2. Joanna Calo is fierce. I feel like she’s the yang to Chris Storer’s yin. 

3. Storer and JAW have the same feelings about Carmy that most of us smart ones do. Things that stand out are the emphasis on how lonely he is, how his identity is too wrapped up in being a chef, and how he is all or nothing. They both agreed that the money and Cicero thing is going to be huge. They also said there is more to the story with Mikey’s death. Hmmm. 

4. Ayo was written in more than was originally planned. Hmmm. 

5. JAW did not know the monologue was going to be a one shot. He didn’t even know while filming it. This leads me to believe...

6. Storer tells JAW a lot but doesn’t tell him everything. When he omits something it’s to get a better performance/story. Maybe this is a reach but if there is supposed to be a developing slow-burn romance with Sydney I could see him actually not telling Jeremy or Ayo that. If the characters are supposed to be oblivious, maybe he feels the actors should be, too. You can get a lot out of performers without explicitly saying what you want a relationship to be through writing, direction, and editing. Sometimes it’s better that way so they seem fresh and are making realizations along with us and the characters. Just saying. 

7. There was some mention of Calo and Storer telling Jeremy he won’t need to cook as much next season. I’m scurred. WTF does that mean?!?! Does he get hurt? Are the renovations a shit show? Does Cicero shut that shit down? All of the above? I’m scurred for plot reasons but also, he just looks beautiful cooking. He’s super graceful. It’s hot. 

8. Ebon and Ayo are great cooks. Ayo said her mom is the best cook in the world and her food is so good people have literally cried after eating it. 

9. Jeremy said Ayo’s boyfriend (who is he? are they still together? I respect her privacy but wouldn’t mind knowing) lives a few blocks from him and they met up to celebrate after learning they got renewed. This inspired me imagining double dates between Ayo and her man and Jeremy and his wife. Cute! Maybe not true, but cute to think about. 

10. Jeremy is a doll. Like for real. I lust, no joke, but also just want to pet him and squeeze him. I literally said a prayer for him and his family because protect them at all costs. He’s been silent since the awards nominations. I kind of dig it but hope he’s not like Carmy and can take a damn compliment and accolades. 

[ayoxaneka]

A little headcanon.

Ok so we all now that one deleted scene where Aneka quit the Dora milaje right in front of Ayo right and Ayo just stood there holding both of their spears like "What?" welI wasn't satisfied with that scene even though it was deleted so here's something I thought of.

Aneka was pointing her spear at Okoye along with the rest of her fellow Dora.

When Okoye unsheated her weapon, Ayo had pointed her spear at Okoye.

Aneka knew this was protocol but she couldn't bring herself to treat Okoye like this.

"Okoye, you trained us, all of us! Do not make us spill your blood." Ayo threatened Okoye and Aneka gripped her spear at her wife's words, not liking them one bit. There was a hint of power to them and not the good kind, it was as if Ayo was getting cocky.

Okoye realised she was outnumbered so she sheathed her weapon and walked away.

The rest of the Dora Milaje marched off but Aneka stayed behind to speak with her wife.

"Permission to speak?" Aneka asked in Xhosa and Ayo turned to face Aneka.

Aneka hated whenever she asked Ayo if she could speak when they were on duty, as if she wasn't her wife.

Aneka walked towards Ayo until she was in front of her.

"Beloved, what harm can come from Okoye searching for Shuri?" Aneka asked Ayo in a soft voice as she used her pet name for Ayo.

"It isn't inside the scope of our duties, soldier." Ayo said and she froze.

There was a brief pause as if both of them had to process what happened.

Aneka looked at Ayo as she looked taken aback as Ayo refereed to her as "soldier" when Aneka was clearly talking to her as her wife.

Ayo looked back at Aneka with a look that practically screamed "That's not how I meant it."

Ayo heaved as Aneka spoke.

"And if I were to step out of the scope of my duties , will you also point your spear at me?" Aneka asked, eyeing Ayo.

As Ayo stayed silent, not having an answer, Aneka had enough.

She banged the butt of her spear in front of Ayo and Ayo knew what this meant.

"Neka, I'm sorry, I take back what I said." Ayo said, not taking Aneka's spear.

Aneka shook her spear, making Ayo take it whether she liked it or not.

Ayo reluctantly took Aneka's spear from her hand.

"I'm done..." Aneka said in Xhosa as she bowed slightly at Ayo as she gave her the Wakandan salute.

Aneka started to walk away and Ayo stood there frozen.

Ayo was stuck between the two things that meant a lot to her, her image as the general of Wakanda, or her beloved wife.

Ayo began to do something she hasn't don't in a while and that was shake. She glanced down at her trembling hands as she began to breathe heavily, only one person could came her down when she was going through this and she was walking away from her.

Ayo gripped the two spears tightly in her hands before letting them both fall to the ground and rushing up to Aneka.

Aneka was pulled around as Ayo embraced her tightly, burying her face in Aneka's neck as her hands shook as they rested on Aneka's back.

"Get off me Ayo, I need space." Aneka said as she tried to push Ayo away from her slightly but Ayo just gripped the fabric of Aneka's Dora Milaje armor.

"But I need you." Ayo said as she rested her chin on Aneka's shoulder.

"Please, Neka, I know what I did was wrong, I adressed you as one of my soldiers when you had addressed me as your wife and it was stupid of me to do so." Ayo said, gripping Aneka tightly not letting her go.

"It's not just that, Ayo." Aneka said as she pulled away from her wife but she held her hands.

"It's your position..." Aneka said as she looked down to the ground.

Ayo's eyes widened "What-" she tried to say but was cut off by Aneka.

"Imagine what it feels like to be addressed like a soldier by your wife when all you want is to be in her arms all day? Imagine what it feels like calling your wife "General" every single day, and then imagine how her hectic schedule is her top priority, not you anymore." Aneka said as tears pricked in her eyes as she looked up at Ayo and they locked eyes, all the days of that treatment never stopping.

Ayo's eyes softened, empathizing what she's been making Aneka go through ever since she got promoted.

"I'm sorry, my love..." Ayo said in a tone of voice that was only for Aneka, a soft and comforting one.

Ayo moved her mouth to press a kiss on Aneka's temple as Ayo rubbed her hand up Aneka's arm.

"I'll step down as general." Ayo suddenly said and Aneka's eyes widened.

"I think you've gone mad, Ay-" Aneka said but was cut off when Ayo pressed a gentle yet firm kiss on her lips as she wrapped her arms around Aneka's waist.

"The only reason I'd go mad is for you, my love." Ayo said with a smile as she pulled away from the kiss.

Ayo pressed her forehead against Aneka's.

"First thing tomorrow I will go to queen Ramonda and tell her tha-" Ayo started to speak but was cut off when Aneka had given her a passionate kiss on the lips.

She kissed back and they clung to each other, not wanting to let go.

"Ayo, don't do that." Aneka said as she held Ayo's still trembling hands in hers and they immediately stopped shaking once she held them.

Ayo squeezed Aneka's hands as she looked at her with a confused face.

"But... I thought that was what you wanted?" Ayo asked.

"You giving up your hard work and dream for me is not what I want." Aneka said as she pressed her forehead against Ayo's.

"Then what is it that you want, my love? I will make it happen." Ayo said, wiping a tear that had escaped Aneka's eye.

"I want to be treated like your wife and I want to be able to treat you as mine." Aneka said as she cupped Ayo's cheek in her hand.

"But you cannot do that while you are a Dora..." Ayo softly said as she finally caught on to what Aneka was trying to say.

Aneka nodded, "that's right" She said.

A few tears came up into Ayo's eyes, believing that the reason Aneka is sacrificing her position as a Dora is because she is doubting her abilities to protect her.

"What's wrong, my beloved?" Aneka asked as she stroked Ayo's cheek.

"Is it because of me? Is it because you think I can't protect you or love you as much as I could when I wasn't the general?" Ayo asked in a shaky voice as her hands started to shake and Aneka could feel it.

"Ayo listen to me." Aneka said as she squeezed Ayo's hands.

"The only reason I joined the Dora Milaje in the first place was to get to know you more... But, now that you're mine and I'm yours, I see no reason to continue being a Dora." Aneka softly said as she kissed Ayo on the cheek.

"But how will I be able to protect you? what if you get hurt when I'm not at home? What if-" Ayo rambled on but she was interrupted by Aneka's hand pressing against her mouth.

"Do you trust me?" Aneka asked.

Ayo nodded.

"Then you'll be able to watch me leave, knowing I'll always end up back into your arms." Aneka said as she hugged Ayo tightly.

Ayo held Aneka in a soft embrace.

"What will you be doing at home?" Ayo asked.

Aneka shrugged.

"Will you even be at home when my shift ends?" Ayo asked and Aneka chuckled at her question.

Instead of answering, she just gave Ayo a gentle kiss as Aneka stood on her tip toes.

"That's my answer." Aneka said with a smile when she pulled away.

"I love you... You know that, right? You're my top priority, even if I can't show it at the moment." Ayo said as she gripped Aneka's hands tightly.

"I know, I know, and I love you too." Aneka said as she kissed Ayo's cheek.

"I'll see you at the house." Ayo said as she gave Aneka a long kiss on the cheek.

"I'll be waiting... My beloved." Aneka said as she pulled Ayo's head down to give her a kiss on the top of the head.

///////

Ayo was extra clingy with Aneka that night when she got back to the house.

Aneka slept with Ayo spooning her tightly and Ayo's breath grazing her nape.

"You're so clingy." Aneka amusingly said as she turned her head to look at Ayo.

"Only for you." Ayo said as she hugged Aneka tighter.

Aneka intertwined her fingers with Ayo's as she kissed Ayo's knuckles.

[gogandmagog]

Jane of Lantern Hill, Chapter 31!

Mary can see right through Grandmother. Almost every single one of her lines makes me want to CHEER, CHEER, CHEER. I also feel like Grandmother has a real anything-you-can-do-I-can-do-better competition going with Andrew and PEI, only it’s entirely one-sided, and that’s just embarrassing for her.

Grandmother thinks she can buy empty dupes or replacements for things (or okay, pets), not realising that the original is so cherished because they allow for and seek reciprocation of care and love. So really… Snowball is the perfect cat for 60 Gay... only, as Jane says, she doesn't belong at 60 Gay. It’s a total mismatch.

Had a small moment where I wondered if Grandmother brought Snowball about, as an attempt at a new control mechanism. She’s loosing her grip on this shining and confident Jane, and perhaps thought a household pet might provide a necessary grounding to Toronto, at least. At most? A new thing with which to bully Jane.

Meanwhile, not even Snowball wanted to stay at 60 Gay.

“… put that in her pipe and smoke it." AYO, this made me laugh out loud. I had no idea this phrase was so old.

“Hoarse miaows”! I’ve been spelling ‘meow’ wrong my whole life. Miaow is so much more accurate. Or… do Toronto cats have accents?

“Jane always loved a ride on a street-car, and it was twice as much fun with mother. It was so seldom she and mother went anywhere alone. But when they did, mother was such a good companion. She saw the funny side of everything and her eyes laughed to Jane's when a joke popped its head up.” Eyes laughed to Jane’s. 🥺 This was my favourite little bit of this chapter. It made me light up from the inside. I love that these two get so much joking in, in their short times together. I sometimes need a reminder than Robin is a kindred spirit. Truly, I can’t wait to see Robin when she’s finally a… 🥁 free bird. 😌

Jane is ticking December and January off of her calendar, and as a reader… man, I’m right there with her. I wishhhh we were back at Lantern Hill! Grandmother poisons every page she’s featured on.

[eiseryn]

Feeling not that great lately so I took a bit of time to fill in this ship meme made by @/gibbarts for Vail x Lei! I have their ship name as Vailei (which is just me smushing their names together) but my friend has brought up Leil which is tempting just because it's fun to say... I think we'll stick with Vailei for now XD

I used some headcanons for this because NGL Vail doesn't have enough screentime in the canon campaign so I had to just fill in some blanks XD This is why he is also my OC now cuz I've made so many headcanons to fill in the blanks that he's prob a diff OC than the KP imagined XD

I realize their faces are kinda babey in this. That is because I did this in like 1 hr so it's very messy sorry. I still had a lot of fun filling this out and thinking about them <3 my OTP 🥺🥺🥺

OC lore under the cut (as per usual of course)

More explanations about how I picked this even though you didn't ask 😎

Big spoon Vail / Little spoon Lei. They could def swap though but this is their usual formation if they're spooning. Little spooning is def by Lei's request but she'll big spoon him if she wants him to feel extra comfy!

Lends clothes (Vail)/ Borrows clothes (Lei) - This is self explanatory. I already drew Lei in Vail's hoodie. She really likes to "borrow" his clothes, as in, she'll wear them until they don't smell like him anymore and then return them to him XD. I do have this funny quote thing so I headcanon he steals her fuzzy socks. I'll draw that one day :3 But I also think it would be hard for him to borrow her clothes even if they're similar heights because he has a SIZ of 65 (muscle mass) and she has a SIZ of 50 which means she's probably built like a stick XD

Pet names - Vail seems like the type of person who calls people by their name/ what they want to be called. So he would prob call Lei "Lei" which is something she even requests at the end of the campaign! (Before he called her "Doc"). Lei is definitely into pet names though! In the cyberpunk universe she probably calls him "my love" 🥺

Introversion/Extroversion - this one was kinda hard NGL. Lei is def more introverted but she isn't suuuper "Ew people" cuz she is a doctor and forced to interact with people. Because Vail likes to talk/ramble, I put him as slightly more extroverted but he didn't have enough screentime so XD I couldn't confirm this theory. He didn't seem that open to talking with Liam in the campaign but it could have been due to lack of time who knows 😔 By comparison Vail is prob more extroverted than Lei at least.

Affection through words (LEi) / Affection through actions (Vail) - Lei is both LMAO cuz her love language is physical touch. But she also expresses affection through her words! This is especially true because if she doesn't like you she won't even bother talking to you. But if she likes you, she'll say sweet things to you/compliment you AND if she really really likes you she'll be physically affectionate! Vail is def an actions person XD I mean we're talking about the guy who bought her a cat for her birthday. I think sometimes she can feel a bit sadge if he doesn't verbally validate her/ have words of affirmation for her but they work with it 🥺

Confesses first (Lei) / Waits for confession (Vail) - THIS ONE IS CANON LMAOOO. Although the first time they hung out it was him who initiated, she has to make him ask her for dinner XD and then when she said it was date he was like ayo alright XD

Bugs - I feel like they're both capable of bug squashing so I put them around the same level... now I feel like if we want to dig into catboy vail his should be reallyyy far into it but I'm not changing it for now XD maybe in an updated one sometime down the line

Drives car (Vail) / can't drive (Lei) - this is also canon XD Vail drives around bikes so he has to be a decent driver, although I didn't see DRIVE in his invested skills according to the stats the dm gave me so like 🤔🤔 Lei has the base DRIVE of like 20? So I mean she can drive. But it's not great XD I would say she's just not very confident, esp in the slums where people speed a lot. She prob felt safer in the Middle district.

can't cook (Vail) / makes dinner (Lei) - Vail prob never had a chance to learn how to cook and he says "food in the slums generally sucks" XD But Lei is a good cook. I mean she cooks drugs so she has to be good at cooking food too (COPE). I just want her to be a good cook so therefore she is.

PDA - Lei likes PDA! She wants everyone to know who her man belongs to, but I think she'd be more like into handholding and clinging to him. The other stuff she prefers to do in private :3 Although she's def up to giving him cheek kisses here and there. Vail probably doesn't particularly mind, if it makes Lei happy :)

Overprotective / Chillgoing - THIS WAS HARD. Lei is def on the overprotective side, especially when it comes to her loved ones, she gets very desperate. But I mean I would imagine Vail would be protective if she were in danger. But overall he's supposed to be a chill dude so I imagine she's just chill. Like oh you're going to Prism HQ and killing some jerks? I'll come with <- maybe something like this LOL

Relationship experience - It is canon Vail has no relationship exp (like me frfr) but Lei's had 2 relationships in the past, so she has more exp than him.

(WARNING: NSFW IMPLIED) HORNY METER: I feel like they're quite similar in levels of horniness. I think mostly Lei has to initiate because Vail is shy uwu about those types of things. But once he's in the mood and the switch has been flipped... pray for Lei LOL. He will let her have control as much as she wants but if she wants him to dom... it's over for her XD a Runner and their stamina y'know... In my headcanons, he is secretly quite horny just never had the chance to express it. He is a young man after all 😔 But he has really good self control :) His willpower is 70. Lei was not supposed to be super thirsty but she is played by me so.... y'know... some stuff happened XD

AWKWARDNESS METER: Lei isn't super super awkward but there are definitely situations where she has no idea what to do, especially to circumstances that are new to her. For example, needing to learn how to do a runner's job XD that was hard for her. In highschool she was def much more awkward but she's grown out of her shell a little. In terms of this relationship, I imagine she gets awkward because she doesn't quite believe she's in a relationship with him XD (she'd be like "really? Are you sure you want me?" and he's like "yeah we had this convo last week") Vail is pretty chill so I think he's barely awkward. I imagine he's only awkward as he's new to this whole relationship business :)

JEALOUSY METER: Vail is not supposed to get jealous so hence why there's like nothing there for him. I would say he either 1) feels secure in his relationships + trusts Lei and 2) Would want the best for her so if she finds someone that makes her happier than him, he would easily let her go. Lei though... is much more insecure than he is. It's something that I would develop for her if she lives XD in the future, because she is slowly gaining confidence in herself! :) She is a capable woman, she simply needs to realize that. But yeah she's the type to get jealous, if she sees him with women who are prettier and younger than her. But she is lucky because he doesn't

[beelatsstuff]

hi, so i made a story back in 2020-ish I think; it’s a story that i wanted to transcend to something more than me, more than itself… but I ended up not finishing it because i was embarrassed of the fact that i was “dreaming” of making it as a novel or such

im also not really open to sharing it to my friends because some of them can be pretty condescending and I don’t want them to give uh weird faces or grimace when they read my stuff (so it means they’re really not my friends. ?)

and this is where i thought i’d share the story i made

*please be nice*

here it is, please leave a review or feedback to what you think about it!

*first page

PERSONALITY #3

.G. A. N. Y

*first page

She wasn't always like this; no one knows exactly what happened to her. She was an angel sent, a well-nourished child, a dreamer. She was happy. It wasn't anyone's fault but hers. She turned into this half-dead creature, forcing everything to connect on her side. She did this to herself. And there she was, broken into chunks of glass, with an unarmed wound. will take a long time to heal, but will or will not.

CHAPTER 1 “Highschool”

10:00 am *alarm phone rings buzzes*

Gany: oh man, son of a hot fudge eater I don’t want to go to school AARRRRGGHHHHHHH

imessage

Lei: dude, did u finish ass on ap

gany: what ass… N O ?!?

Lei: BRUH alr im not doing mine lol

*@ SCHOOL*

Gany: Man, this shitty high school is filled with dumb teenagers. You can do this; you can walk alone and come in; it's not that hard.

Lei: Oh shit Gany, please shut the fuck up. People are starting to stare at you. Stop talking to yourself, dumbass.

Gany: Lei I can't help it, okay. I know that we're walking together to class. But sometimes I just feel really closed and alone. I can't control it.

Lei: Okay, chill. I'm here with you. I'm going to squeeze my arms into yours. You can stop shaking now.

Lei: Geez Gany, your palms are wet as a pussy.

Gany: SHUT UP let's go, were gonna be late.

Unfortunately, me and Lei don't have classes together, but he keeps me company. He is all I have after all.

Oh well, fuck life. always fucking me hard.

My favorite color is dark red; it reminds me of my blood. It's the only thing I like about myself. I have at least 10 liters inside of me, which is very convenient for vampires.

"Gany, Gany? Hello? Earth-a-Gany, are you there?" I heard Ady screaming his lungs out because I was daydreaming.

Ady is my seatmate in class, and he's gay

"Jesus Christ, Ady, it's 11:00 in the morning let me be, and besides the teacher is not here yet." I said. People always tend to watch me like how they would watch their pet. It annoys my soul, truly. I would love to be a shadow. They can see me, but they wouldn't do anything about it. I don't know why, but I always loved the idea of being known but having this barrier of privacy; unfortunately, this doesn't exist in the real world.

*bell rings* "Gany!" I heard someone yelling my name outside and it was Lei "Ayo bitch what's up" I said, "what you mean what's up?, Uh we're going to the cafeteria right at this moment." Lei insisting "bruh I'm not that hungry maybe I'll just stay here." "Oh please Gany, I know you've been waiting for my shadow to come up in your room so you could escape hell even just for 45 minutes" "Alright fine! Let's go, and after we eat we should go to the library," she says. "Sure, Gany" lei agrees.

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summaries

BY DREAM

JAYSON APOLONIO

total: 8

a few of my favorite things // eve is upset

friendly // jayson’s being too friendly with his ex

gathering // eve asks jayson to be her date in a family gathering, oh, and he’s wearing a polo

inked // eve sees the many tattoos of jayson

i’ve been hacked // mary hacks eve’s phone

romantic // jayson’s being too romantic

stuck // eve isn’t so sure of jayson’s feelings for her

they’re just girls // eve thinks her boyfriend is handsome, and so do other girls

JUSTIN ARANA

total: 30

a different team // eve watches the smb vs converge championship

a nod // sometimes you just have to turn away

a wild snack // a sandwich can be really wild sometimes

banoffee // the smell of coffee leads to something more

birthday boy // justin has plans for his birthday

consolation prize // justin thought she was getting a little too bold...who was he to turn it down?

dinner for...? // justin asks eve out on a date

gomez returns // justin just wants what’s best for eve...here comes overthinking

happiness // eve asks justin if he’s gay

he said, but she said // justin brings eve to the comic con

i can talk about this all day // eve can be such a marvel fan

i thought so, too // everything was going well...or so justin thought

i want more // eve comes home from a tiring day and asks justin for more

jesse mccartney // eve and justin watch jesse mccartney live

karma // eve tries her best not to clapback at a hater

let’s take a selfie // what do other people do with other people’s selfies

my day // having a crush who follows you must be so hard

number one // justin doesn’t think the celebrity is all that

origins //  eve has always wanted pet names

photo // a little fun with while having dinner with the parents isn’t so bad

poor phoenix // justin’s first championship with smb

profile pic // justin changes his profile picture

property // a household has its ups and downs

slight interaction // just some harmless exchange on instagram

stalker // who is the real stalker (based on a friend’s true story)

the masseuse // massages are supposed to be the best, but eve won’t let justin do it to her

traded // justin’s got news for eve

we are // what do you do when you put two clueless idiots together

which one // cheering for two teams makes people confused sometimes

will you marry me // a sign can give a lot of emotions

ALDIN AYO

total: 1

a nod // sometimes you just have to turn away

XANDER CASANOVA

total: 3

collection // eve and xander talk about her collection

fear the ball // eve gets hit by a ball

sleep on it // xander will not take any bullshit

PHILLIP JAPOR

total: 2

breathing // eve’s got a busy night

following // eve spaces out while looking at phillip

CALVIN OFTANA

total: 23

a matter of trust // “hey, calvin’s doing it, might as well”

asking khalel // eve and calvin needs someone’s permission

answered blessings // it’s eve vs. ena

baby talk // what baby

blurting // calvin looks good in an unbuttoned polo shirt

do it soon // eve and calvin go to the amusement park

happy // officially official? since when?

kris allen // eve misses him

more than a little // they miss each other

notifications //  eve likes too many pictures of calvin, if not all

rain check // a rain check? really, eve? 

ready or not // how many points will calvin get

teacher’s pet //  eve doesn’t know how to rollerblade

thank you // eve’s in a daze

the eyes never lie // calvin shows eve how it works

the talk // surprise, she’s a basketball fan

the news //  sometimes facebook really just gives you the news quicker than anyone

the note //  eve and calvin finally meet

the trade // eve experiences the pba game experience

time to play // all khalel wanted to do was stay up and play

tonight by westlife // calvin hasn’t been in the best of moods lately, and it’s hurting eve

trauma // eve talks with a heavy heart

two dates a night // eve needs to get out of there

wallpaper // they’re allowed to look at each other’s phones

SUMMARIES

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SUMMARIES BY ENTRY

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PERSONAL FAVORITES

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tags

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Chapter 1

    Heyyyy thanks for reading this if ur here from my tik tok :)) I took a part from the middle of this story and posted it so its not gonna get that intense immediately and the first chapter is a bit of a slow burn but it gives some important exposition :)

      “Will I see you again?” I asked. He looked at me and sighed.

      “Honestly dude, you’re really cool and all but I really owe it to her to work things out. We can still be friends though,” If I’ve heard that once, I’ve heard it a million times. It’s incredibly common that a guy will have such a horrible breakup that he realizes he’s actually attracted to guys, go on Grindr and have a hookup, and then get scared and run away when they realize they actually liked it. I’ve gotten used to it at this point.

     “Well, when that doesn’t work and you wanna link again,” I got out of the car and leaned on the door. “You know how to find me,” I said before closing the door behind me. 

     When I walked into the house, I was greeted by the sweet smell of Quentin’s mother’s favorite Italian meal, spaghetti. His mom was so happy when I moved in because she finally had another person in the house who liked spaghetti, justifying her to make it more. I couldn’t help but smile thinking about it. 

     “Ty? Is that you?” Q’s mom called from the kitchen.

     “Yeah it’s me!”

     “Oh good, you’re just in time!” She walked into the foyer to greet me with a hug. “Go grab Q and Avery, I just finished dinner.” 

     “Got it, be right back,”

     “You reek of weed by the way!” She called after me. I laughed as I ran up their beautiful spiral staircase. It was surprising she could even pick that out because it smelled like a fucking dispensary upstairs. I looked at all the family pictures on the wall as I walked towards the bedrooms. Pictures of Q and Avery as they grew up filled up the frames, along with family pets they’ve had, cousins, and recently they’ve added me into the family photos.

     “Hey Aves, dinner’s ready,” I knocked on the door to Avery’s room before I opened it. 

     “Ty!” She squealed and ran up to hug me. God I loved that kid. I picked her up in the air and spun her around in a circle. Her laugh was so sweet, I’d do just about anything to hear it. I threw her up in the air and caught her again, making exaggerated grunting noises so she’d think she was getting to big for me to pick up anymore, but she wasn’t.

     “How was school, kiddo?”

     “Good.” She stated matter-of-factly. “Did you know that the pilgrims and the Indians weren’t actually friends and that the pilgrims actually stole the land from the Native Americans?” I guess they’re correcting the curriculum earlier these days.

     “I did know that. Did you know that you were actually a leprechaun when you were born, but your brother and I did some special magic trick to turn you into a little girl?” Avery was almost at the age where you couldn’t fuck with her anymore because she’d see right through it, but she was still just a little bit too naïve.  

     “No way! Mom has pictures of me when I was a little baby!” She protested. 

     “Yeah well mom actually stole those pictures off the Internet,”

     “Did not!”

     “She totally did! I’ll ask Q right now,” I knocked on his door. “Ayo Q, didn’t we help mom find those pictures online so that we’d have baby pictures of Avery? After we turned her into a little girl?” I heard him snicker through the door and a few moments later, out in the hall he was. 

     “Oh yeah, mom had us go on a hunt to make sure it was completely untraceable and you’d never know unless you were told.” He concurred, glancing over at me humorously. 

     “Well why didn’t mom tell me?” Avery paused and crossed her arms. That’s the thing about her, all you had to do was double down and she’d believe you eventually. 

     “Because Aves, she doesn’t want you to know. She was gonna wait until you were older but I think you’re big enough to handle it now. You don’t remember being a leprechaun?”

     “No I don’t because I wasn’t a leprechaun!” She yelled and ran towards the stairs. 

     “Where do you come up with these stories?” Q asked and walked back into his room, motioning for me to follow. He grabbed his bowl and sat on the bed.

     “Oh dude I just straight up make them up on the spot. No thought process,” I sat next to him and leaned back onto the bed. I heard the spark of his lighter and the smell of freshly lit weed hit my nose. I couldn’t help but smile then too. 

     “Here go,” He said holding his breath and handing me the bowl, before coughing out the smoke from his lungs. I accepted the bowl, sat back up, and grabbed the lighter from his lap. 

     “How’d it go?” I shrugged while packing the weed tighter into the bowl.

     “He said he owed it to some girl to work things out,” I put the bowl to my mouth and lit it. I hadn’t smoked all day so this hit was going to be amazing. I handed the bowl back to Q and laid back down while exhaling.

     “Oh so he’s scared of being gay,” He said, standing up and placed the bowl back on his nightstand. I reached out my hand and he grabbed it and pulled me off the bed onto my feet.

     “Yeah basically,”

     “Quentin, Ty! Come on dinner’s gonna get cold!” Q’s mom yelled.

     “We’re right here, mom.” Q laughed and we sat down at the dinner table. 

      “Well you were taking forever and I was in the kitchen,” She placed our plates in front of Q, Avery, and I and sat down. “Dad’s busy at work tonight so he’s not gonna be joining us but he won’t be home too late. And speaking of fathers, Ty I spoke to your dad and he is still refusing to give up his rights. He swears up and down that when he gets out of rehab he’s gonna try to fix everything.” Oh I’m sure he does swear that. Just like he swore that the past 4 times he went to rehab. 

      “Oh, yeah like I’ve never heard that one before.”

      “That’s what I told him and I got my head bit off for it. But I promise you honey, we’re not gonna stop fighting for you. We’re still your legal guardians, and we absolutely will adopt you. John’s been talking to his lawyer friend and we are gonna take this to court.” I wish my mother could have met Q’s mother. I really think they would’ve been friends. Sometimes I like to think that I became friends with Q after my mom died because she knew his family would love me and take care of me, and she knew that’s what I needed.

     “Thanks mom. I appreciate that,” We spent the next hour talking about our days. Avery retold her Thanksgiving story again, and Q and I defended that we do our homework and that our teachers just don’t put the grades in when we and his mom both know it’s not true. Having dinner with Q’s family was always my favorite part of my day.

     We helped his mom clean up the dining room and the kitchen when we finished the fire ass spaghetti that she made, and headed back to our room that Q and I share. When I first moved in, we had originally slept in the same bed but after a while of two teenage boys sleeping in a twin size bed, it just didn’t work anymore so his mom got me my own bed. I walked over to said bed, and immediately fell onto it. 

     Under my pillow was a small stash of pills that I had collected from my friends’ houses. Not enough for them to ever notice it were missing, just one pill here and there from different bottles. I quietly grabbed it and pulled out one of the pills, which I assumed to be Percocet. I looked around to make sure Q wasn’t paying attention to me, and I popped it in my mouth and swallowed.

     In a dissociative state waiting for the pill to kick in, I stared at my ceiling. I watched the swirls of the popcorn ceiling dance in my peripherals and I felt the walls breathe with me. I was pulled out of this state, however, when I got a phone call.

     “Hey Mitch,”

     “You doing anything tonight?” He asked, which meant he wanted me to come over and hookup with him.

     “I just got home from hanging out with someone so I don’t think you really wanna deal with all that,”

     “Fuck dude my parents left for the night. I wanted to see you,”

     “Well it’s not like they don’t leave like once a week. And did you wanna see me? Or did you wanna see this ass?”

     “Hey we do share a bedroom, dude!” Q complained from across the room, and I threw one of my pillows at him.

      “What if I wanted to see both?” He cooed. Cringe. He and I both know he just wants to get off but I enjoy his company so I usually do stay with him. It’s just I don’t wanna clean myself all up again tonight.

     “You’ll see me at school tomorrow. Maybe we can work something out there. I gotta go though, before Q vomits over there,” I joked and my consequence was that, was the pillow from earlier thrown back at my face. Well played, Q. Mitch and I chatted for a couple more minutes before actually hanging up.