#But my friend gave me a cookie which is nice. Did I feel a little sick after eating it? Maybe. But I think that’s the nerves

[skhardwarevers1]

ihhfhhh I hate school

[shawtuzi]

you’re the bad boy that i’ve always dreamed of ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི₊ ⊹

here’s a little something of how plug!geto and reader went from strangers to lovers!! this will contain smut and some drug use so mdni thank yewww <3 pairing: plug!geto x black coded reader///wc:3.2k

STRANGERS ᡣ𐭩₊˚.⋆⁺₊

• it was a friday night when suguru received a message from you on instagram asking for a 3.5–just from the message alone he could tell it was your first time doing this. it was cute the way you added exclamation points and a smiley face at the end of your message.

• the first time he saw you he was starstruck. it’s not even like you were dressed up, just a simple black tank top and some pink juicy couture shorts. the way you were so soft spoken and smelled so damn good—oh he wanted you, he needed you. thus began the long game of suguru trying to pursue you.

geto’s first impression of you: so damn pretty, smells like vanilla n for some amazing reason cookie dough, on the taller side, one of the most gracious people he’s ever met while dropping off some weed—srsly you said ‘thank you so so much!’ like four times before he even handed it to you, a little on the awkward side but he likes it heje.

your first impression of geto: drives a nice ass car, pulled up blasting partynextdoor so he must have good music taste, the longest n most prettiest hair you’ve ever seen on a man—you couldn’t help but wonder if it felt as soft as it looked, a little on the intimidating side but you did get a small smile out of him and mannn did he have a pretty smile, will definitely be messaging him again soon.

• the second time he dropped you off some weed he put in a little extra bc of as rn you were his favorite customer regardless if it was only your second time shopping. this time he made a little conversation:

“i like your hair, suits you really well,” it was a very mesmerizing burgundy color, reaching almost towards your bottom. you of course were very taken aback, your cheeks feeling like someone set hot coals on them. you picked at your denim skirt, trying to avoid his gaze. “thank you suguru i, uh, got it done this morning. i wasn’t so sure about the color when she finished but i’m starting to like it more and more!” you gave him a little smile, which he gratefully returned. geto scaled your weed one more time before giving it to you, his fingers brushing against any part of your hand/wrist he could touch.

“so you know how to roll?” he asked, using the elastic on his wrist to put his hair in a bun, you had to physically restrain yourself from giving it just a little touch </3 you puffed air from your cheeks, shaking your head, “nah i just use this pipe my friend gave me i’m not quite an expert at that yet.” suguru’s smile got wider at your words, now he had the perfect excuse to get you to smoke with him. he ran his tongue over his lips, a shiny ball on the center of his tongue catching your attention. “you should let me teach you how to do it sometime—ah, i mean if you want you don’t have to,” and that was the first time suguru heard you laugh and that sound might’ve gotten him higher than any strain he’s ever smoked.

“i’d love for you to teach me!”

• the third time you both saw each other it was not transactional, just a simple hotbox session. he taught you how to roll up and although it was very sweet of him to do so it was very hard to concentrate. his hands—which were both tatted tf up moved so swiftly as he packed the blunt and rolled it. don’t even get me started on the way he sealed the blunt with his tongue, there was something so sensual about it especially with the way he was looking at you. you both learned a lot about each other that night, and that my friends was the start of a beautiful friendship.

FRIENDS ᡣ𐭩₊˚.⋆⁺₊

• you and geto hanging out became a regular occurrence. he no longer charged you for weed, instead he would just send you on your way with some after each smoke sesh. every time he saw you his crush only got bigger and bigger, and he was sure he was starting to become not to subtle about it.

• every morning you woke up to a good morning text from him, followed by him bidding you a good day and to text him if you needed anything. some days he surprised you with lunch at your job, or brought takeout on nights that you invited him over to smoke. it was getting to a point if one of you didn’t hear from the other for even a day you’d think there was some tension bc you just hung out that much.

• it wasn’t often but suguru did let you hit the block with him whenever he wanted some company. you were his passenger princess—you had full control over the aux, he had some of your fav snacks in the glove compartment, and best of all he always had a preroll for you to smoke in case you got bored. sometimes if you were real bored he’d let you pack and scale the weed (he’d be lying if he said it didn’t turn him on a little bit watching you do it).

• tons of ‘platonic’ hugs and cuddling. geto basically wishes he could live in your skin, you were just so soft and smelt so fucking good it gave him the worst cuteness aggression. one of your friends caught you two doing the good ol’ swaying side to side hug and from that day on they never let up on the allegations that you both had a crush on each other.

• i mentioned before that as the days went by suguru’s crush on you grew more and more and with that came his jealousy. geto considered himself a very levelheaded man, i mean with a temper like his he had to or else he’d be in jail right now. so when he saw some man come up behind you to feel you up while you were dancing with your friends livid wasn’t even the word:

“um excuse you,” you hissed attempting to push the stranger away, but before you could even touch him he was yanked away by a very angry geto. “do you touch every girl you find attractive without her permission? hm? speak the fuck up i can’t hear you,” while his words were harsh his facial expression was eerily calm, you’d be lying if you said it wasn’t attractive. “i was just having a lil’ fun is all cmon sugu—” geto cut the stranger off and pointed to you, “do it look like she’s having fun right now? are you having fun y/n?” you scrunched up your nose, shaking your head. suguru kissed him teeth, glaring at the man, “now get the fuck on, seriously, you’re a good customer of mine i don’t wanna have to fuck you up yeah?” and that was the end of that.

the ride back to your place was quiet until geto spoke up, “i didn’t embarrass you did i? i know you could’ve held your own and your friends were there but—” you cut geto off with a kiss to his cheek, your lips lingering for just a few seconds longer than they should’ve. “you didn’t embarrass me sugu, thank you for sticking up for me i really appreciate you,” the way your eyes sparkled when you said those last four words had suguru’s heart pounding against his ribcage. you probably think he kissed you right?? WRONG MY MANS PUSSIED OUT!!!

• geto was totally convinced he fumbled his only chance to kiss you until one faithful night, during a hotbox session you lent over the console and kissed him. you’d think a lot of words would be exchanged after that but after waiting almost a year to feel your lips against his the last thing suguru wanted to do in that moment was talk. the hotbox consisted of lots of nasty kisses, suguru sloppily kissing n sucking at your neck, and a SMIDGE of dry humping.

FRIENDS W/ BENEFITS ᡣ𐭩₊˚.⋆⁺₊

• each hangout with geto after that night was filled with lots of kissing and grabbing, my man just could not keep his hands to himself even if he rlly tried. for a few weeks it never went further than dry humping, both you too scared that you’d cross a boundary.

• the first time suguru went down on you it was during your monthly movie night. you were making out, nothing out of the ordinary maybe a couple ass grabs here and there. it wasn’t until you gave a particularly rough tug to his hair that he noticed his self control was starting to crumble—he just had to indulge in you. that’s how you ended up with your legs over his broad shoulders while he made out with your pussy, making you cum four times consecutively.

•geto was obsessed after that. my mans never turned down an opportunity to eat you out—he didn’t care if it was in the car, on the floor, the shower, in front of his goddamn roommate one way or another his head was gonna end up between your plushy thighs. that tongue piercing did wonders for you, the feeling of it randomly brushing against your swollen clit always had your eyes crossing.

• now the first time you went down on geto he came down your throat a few minutes in like a goddamn virgin. of course it didn’t take long for him to get hard again and minutes later he was fucking your throat. you were taking it like a champ and he was sooo proud of you. he was a good six and half inches but incredibly thick, so thick it was almost impossible not to gag and slob all over him—but don’t worry you soon learned he likes his head very messy. you also learned that he’s a god tier praiser!!

some things he says when you give him head include: ‘that’s it babe take it nice n slow—hah! yeah jus like that’, ‘this tight ass throat is gonna make me nut already gorgeous’, ‘that’s right gorgeous take that fuckin’ dick lemme hear you choke’, ‘you’re so pretty like this—look so pretty, f-fuck don’t look at me like that or i’ll cum’ <3

• the first time you and geto had sex was after a block party, you already knew you were done for not even an hour in when suguru thought it would be a good idea to pour a shot in your mouth, his tatted hand snug against your throat as you swallowed. after that he was glued to your side the rest of the night, his arm wrapped securely around your waist. you felt people staring, mainly girls who have been trying to get at geto before you even came into the picture but you didn’t care one bit—it was even a little funny watching their fuming faces as you danced with him:

“and who’re you tryna put a show on for?” suguru whispered in your ear, chuckling at the mischievous glint in your eyes. you pulled him closer by his chain, the alcohol in your system giving you a boost of confidence. “i’m just tired of those bitches staring, wanna give them something to look at since they wanna look so bad,” you whipped your head around, and sure enough those hatin ass hoes were still staring. suguru hummed, a smirk soon making its way onto his lips.

“follow me gorgeous, i wanna take you somewhere.”

• geto ended up taking you to his secret sanctum, a lookout point that had the most beautiful view of the city—a place where he can be alone with his thoughts about you. it didn’t take long for him to have you against the hood of his car, fucking into with everything his heart had to offer. you lost count of how many orgasms he got out of you, but what you do remember is the words he whispered into your ear as he finished inside you:

“wha’? what’d you say sugu?” you whispered, gently removing his face from your neck. his post-sex glow was ungodly, but there was something in his eyes that had your heart feeling heavy. “i like you. i like so you much y/n. i’m tired of being your friend, i wanna be your boyfriend n’ have you all to myself,” he said every word as slowly and clearly as possible to make sure you understood his confession. you were quiet, too quiet, it had his heart twisting with every beat of silence.

“i like you too suguru.”

LOVERS ᡣ𐭩₊˚.⋆⁺₊

• suguru was the most attentive and loving boyfriend you could’ve ever asked for. he’s the kind of boyfriend where he doesn’t see why his girlfriend shouldn’t get everything she asks for, so best believe he took spoiling you to a whole other level. you needed you hair done? boom paid for. you needed your nails and toes done? he’s at the counter paying for it while you get pampered. you hungry? he’ll get you whatever you’re craving even if it means multiple stops.

• announced your relationship on his social media by posting a picture of you holding two zips of weed to your head, a geeked out smile on your glossy lips—he captioned it ‘all i need in this life of sin’ and OF COURSEEE put ‘03’ bonnie and clyde’ as the song for the background.

• suguru isn’t the biggest fan of pda but that doesn’t stop him from leaving little kisses on your shoulders or doing that one thing where he gives your hips the tiniest squeeze before wrapping his arms around you. if you get him lit enough though he’ll turn into the biggest fucking slut omg i’m talking pushing you against his front so you can feel how hard his underneath his pants, giving you a particularly sloppy kiss outta nowhere, but your favorite is when he gives you the low red eyes and lip bite combo. yup that’ll do it every time:

“n-no pda my ass you turned my cute lap dance into me—hah! almost riding you in front of—a-ah! everyoneeee fuck sugu! why’re you fucking me like that?” your mind was truly baffled at how rough and deep geto was fucking you against the bathroom stall. your words fell on deaf ears as geto fucked into you harder, the stall door thumping with every thrust. suguru groaned, shoving himself all the way in before stilling his hips. “it’s almost like you do the shit on purpose. . . wanna make me wanna lose my cool in front of everyone and act like a fucking slut just like you,” he removed his face from your neck, resting his forehead against yours. “i was chillin’ till you started do your little ‘lap dance’—had me humping on you like i was some fuckin’ virgin,” you both laughed at the last part. you brought your hands to suguru’s face, cupping his cheeks, “it’s okay babe let’s just be slutty together yeah?” geto hissed when he felt your pussy clench around his dick, his teeth clamping down on his bottom lip.

“you’re so fucking nasty. . . i love it.”

• it’s safe to say that after that geto warmed up more to the idea of pda

• your family is surprisingly obsessed with suguru, he had them all under his charming spell the first time he visited your parents’ house. when talking about his place of employment he might’ve left out the fact that he sells weed on the side but he was very honest about his apprenticeship at tattoo parlor.

• speaking of him learning to be a tattoo artist, he’s the one that gave you your first tattoo. nothing too crazy just ‘worthy’ tatted on your upper thigh—it hurt like a bitch but he praised you the whole way through it. this eventually lead to him eating you out after he was done to reward you for handling it like a champ <3

• the first time suguru says i love you is after he comes home from a little scuffle and you being the angel you were tended to him. it was so random yet rolled off his tongue so easily, it just felt right. you were shocked but nonetheless so happy to hear those three words from him, you returned them of course followed by a loving kiss. this is also the first time suguru has ever made love to you—hell made love to anyone:

“this is so nice—shit, why haven’t we ever done this before baby?” suguru was breathless, borderline gasping for air at how good you felt. as much as he considered himself to be a lover boy geto has never quite made love—at least not like this. everything was so slow, yet so sensual and filled with so much love he could’ve teared up. you paused your assault on his neck, removing your face to look up at him and wow you’ve never looked more beautiful. you had the tiniest pout on your lips—a silent plea for him to give you a kiss, which he happily gave you. “you’re so deep sugu. . .‘feel you in my stomach,” you gasped when you felt his tip hit a particularly deep spot inside you, your pussy clenching around him like a vice. suguru whined—yes you heard me WHINED when he heard you say that, his already slow pace faltering slightly. “don’t say shit like that please baby—shiiit, m’tryna last,” his hand was holding onto your hip so tightly it would surely leave bruises, but you didn’t mind in the slightest. you kissed your way from his jaw to his neck once more, sucking on the spot just below his ear. “let go sugu, want you to finish inside me—ngh! make me feel warm,” you whispered the last part in his ear and that’s what finally did it. with one final stroke geto whispered those three words in your ear, making shivers travel up your spine.

“i love you more suguru <3”

BONUS (a little aftercare scene bc i can’t help myself)

after making love to you geto couldn’t help himself and fucked you so damn silly you couldn’t move a limb after he was finished with you. “that was a little much wasn’t it?” you groaned, scooting your body to be closer to him. suguru chuckled, giving your forehead three sweet kisses. “i couldn’t help myself babe, i was filled with sooo much love i just had to let it out,” you squealed when he slapped your ass, his hand gripping onto the flesh roughly. you lifted your head up to glare at him, the pout on your face making him coo, annoying you even more. “did my pussy have to be the victim of it? i can’t stand you. . . or your stupid dick,” you grumbled, poking at his now soft dick. geto smushed your cheeks together, pulling your face closer to his, “now you know you don’t mean that.” a smirk tugged at his lips when you didn’t respond, “that’s what i thought now c’mere and lemme hold you.” you huffed, laying your head on his chest, the dull sounding beat his heart making you drowsier by the minute.

“i love you so much y/n.”

THE END ᡣ𐭩₊˚.⋆⁺₊

[cherriesformatt]

boston || matt sturniolo

matt x fem!reader

summary: matt takes reader home to meet his parents and he takes her ice skating for the first time where he used to play hockey

warnings: pure fluff

word count: 1,6k

a/n: Hi!! I combined two requests I hope you're okay with that! I tried my best! Ily <3 I will read proof after work!

based on:

"Hey...do you want some?" Matt asked me when he opened some kind of cookies.

We were on the plane with his brothers right behind us. It was my first time flying to Boston with them and I am going to meet his family. I was shitting my pants and felt like throwing up because we were hour from landing.

"No, thanks" I smiled at him and went back to my book.

We were flying first class and it was nice and quiet here. I am glad because I was able to read and it kept my mind from stressing out.

"You don't have to be scared, they going to love you I told you that already" Matt said and put his hand on my thigh and stroked it.

"You can't possibly know that" I closed my book and looked at him with my worried eyes.

Matt smiled at me and tucked some of my hair behind my ear. He kissed my nose which made me giggle.

"Yes, I do. Justin is chill and our parents even more. Please Marylou probably already has our picture on the wall and Jimmy will want to take you fishing and hope you will say yes because we always say no" He laughed.

I laughed too.

"Please say no because if you say yes we all will need to go" Nick's head popped out of nowhere in the middle of our seats.

It calmed me down just a little bit. But as we landed it all came back. My palms were sweaty and I was fixing my hair and hoodie every three seconds as we waited for our bags in the baggage claim. Chris made me and Matt to take a picture with "Welcome to Boston" sign. And I probably looked like I saw a ghost.

"Justin just landed too and Mom is going to be here in 20 minutes" Nick said looking at his phone.

We collected our luggage and waited on the chairs for their brother.

"It was not hard to find you...Nick you look ridiculous it is so warm outside snd you wearing fucking Uggs" I heard and my eyes followed the voice.

Justin walked up to us. He was a little shorter than his little brothers and had very similar style to Chris. I wouldn't say he looked similar to them but they only shared a mom and also I knew how Justin looked like from the pictures and videos.

They said hi to their brother and he brought so much energy and made everyone laugh. I could see how boys missed their brother a lot.

"And you must be y/n, it is nice to finally meet you. This one does not shut up about you" He embrace me with a warm hug and I smiled hugging him back.

"That would be me. Its nice to meet you too Justin" I said.

"Smart choice, this one can drive and doesn't talk too much" He joked and I laughed.

"Okay let's go...mom is here" Nick said and we went outside to look for their van.

When we found the car I tried to keep my cool. But it was just so normal to be stressed about it. I never did that before. Meet my partners parents. I never felt about anyone as I felt about Matt. He was so important to me that I just needed for his family to accept me because I knew how much his family was important to him.

We all were friends for almost two years now. Me and Matt started dating like 7 months ago but it was going on for longer than that. We were both just too scared to confess our feelings but one day our friends just couldn't stand us and they set us up with a date. And we talked and talked about feelings for hours and there we are now. I am meeting his parents.

"Hi kids! I missed you so much!" Their mom gave them a hug and a kiss and I stand next to them smiling at how adorable it was.

"Hi honey, you're even more pretty in real life... welcome! I hope the flight wasn't bad for you. Matt told me you do not like flying that much" She gave me a warm smile and hugged me too.

"Thank you Ms. Sturniolo... No, it was all great I am so happy to be here" I said and her aura just made me not stress at all anymore.

"Oh please, call me Marylou, get in, choose the best seat before they all start to fight" She laughed.

Boys put all our stuff in the trunk and got in the back so I did seat in the front with their mom. She was asking me about myself and everything else. The conversation was very easy with her. All the way home we were just talking and catching up.

When we got to their house all the brothers just walked in and straight away were met with their dog. Trev was so happy to see them. He was wiggling his tail.

"Oh.. brothers are back Trevor...look at that happy boy" Their mom smiled.

"And Matty brought you new best friend" She aded happily and I smiled and kneeled to give Trevor my hand to sniff.

"Hi buddy I heard so much about you...you're so cute...oh yes you are" I smiled when he let me pet him.

"Probably more than about me, huh?" Their dad walked out from the living room and smiled.

"Hi everyone!" He said and each of his boys hugged their dad hello.

"Good Morning.." I smiled standing up from the floor.

"Hi y/n, I'm Jimmy" He smiled at me and I shook his hand gently and he stroked my arm warmly.

"It is so nice to see you... We were waiting to meet you I am so glad you could visit with boys. " He said and I smiled even more.

"Me too..." I truly said.

"Okay... we are going to put the stuff away and rest a little bit" Matt said.

"Yes.. You guys go, sweetheart if you would ever need anything let me know... I put extra stuff in their bathroom for you and please feel like it is your house" Marylou said and I smiled.

"Thank you..." I said.

We went to Matt's room and I smiled.

"Your parents and brother are just as you said... I am sorry I was stressing out so much. And your house is just so warm and feels like family and love" I said looking at him.

"I told you... Yes, I love coming back home...nowhere feels like here and now that you are here. I have all I need" He kissed me gently and I wrapped my arms around him.

"I love you.."He said when he moved away and I smiled.

"I love you too" I said back and he smiled and kissed my nose.

He always did that and I loved it. He was so cute for that.

"Okay... I will show you whole house later, you go to the bathroom first and than we can have a nap if you want or whatever. Mom said we can eat dinner together" He said and I nodded.

I loved being in Boston. First few days we all spend together. They were showing me around but also we had family movie nights and game nights. I felt very welcomed and part of the family. Their family was everything I ever wanted for my future family.

"Where are we going?" I asked one evening when Matt told me to dress warmer and take a hat.

"Oh.. remember how you told us you never ice skated before?" Chris smiled at me.

"No way...."I said.

"Oh yes way! We kinda booked our old ice ring for the evening" Nick said and I looked at them.

"Thats so cool! I cant wait to see you guys on ice" I said.

"Thats what they said about you" Nate laughed from the back.

He was also going with us.

Once we were there boys collected all the stuff they needed from the trunk and we went in.

"Here I bought this for you. I will help you put them on" Matt said handing me a box with a smile.

"You bought me ice skates? Matt..."I said and pouted my lips.

He kissed my lips and smiled.

"I always wanted to take you and I do not who actually wanted to see you on ice more me or my brothers" He laughed.

We sat on the bench and he helped be put on the skates after he put his own.

"Ready?" He asked and I looked at rest of the group already skating on ice. They were fast. Matt reached for me with his arms.

"Okay.. but do not let them run me over” I said standing up and not letting go of Matt's arms.

"I would never" He laughed and we slowly entered the ice.

"Yes!! Go y/n!" Nick clapped his hands for me and I smiled but concentrated on keeping myself up. He was filming me.

"Slowly...move your legs like you would roller-skate, you did that before so it should be easier" Matt said.

I did as he asked me and I was able to move myself. He let go of one of my arms.

"I think I got it!" I said happily but it caused me to lose my balance and I somehow fell on my bum.

"Ah..baby are you okay?" Matt helped me up and all of them gathered around me.

"Yes... guys I like fell skating 1 mile per hour and you gathered here like I was gonna die here” I laughed.

We spent all evening on ice and I got okay to the point where Matt wasn't scared that I am going to kill myself. They were also filming for a video. I helped them with the camera and was cheering from the bleachers.

I had so much fun. Here and in general. I already knew Boston had a special place in my heart. Seeing boys how they were here with their family and friends. I knew I would always want to be back here with Matt.

[starzshopoflove]

Who's your daddy? (Simon "Ghost" Riley x Reader)

Notes: fem reader! sfw mostly ,literally just me projecting onto the reader, reader is kind of a pervert drabble! This will be multi part if you guys want!! (WC:550)

Simon does his best to be as involved in his son's life while off deployment, with the little guy living with his uncle Soaps mom and sisters while his dads gone. It's always the little things he wishes his dad did when he was younger. His worst fear is being anything like his own father 

This man is literally superdad, present at every PTA meeting he can be, makes cupcakes for the class on his son's birthday, every little league game, pick up and drop off, anything and everything he can do he will 

His son will babble mindlessly about anything because well,, he's 4 that's what children do. So Simon doesn't process much of it as actual information, more like vague “hms” “that's nice' ' and “ah oh really?”. Now when his son started to repeatedly bring up this “Miss” Simon assumed that he’s made a friend at school which made him pretty happy since he never had many when he was younger. It sounded dumb but he just assumed Miss was short for Missy or whatever kid name  

Casual asks of “How was school” being met with his boy saying “Miss gave me a sticker today” or “Miss made cookies today”. So you can imagine his surprise when he saw a random woman in the most lung collapsing sundress and cardigan holding his son looked at him and smiled while his son just waved and cheered. 

Simon is guilty of occasionally being late for pick ups but usually his boy is inside safe in the lobby so seeing you holding him would be more stressful if he wasn't a tank of a man that could maim an entire army single handedly, especially when you were literally basking in sunlight holding his child in a flowy pink floral sundress with a crochet cardigan, I mean seriously don't you know its a crime to stop traffic 

“Hi! Hi daddy! Miss waited with me for you, see!” Handing off the little guy to his dad you were also choking up, you became a teacher to help children learn not to ogle at their dads, but my god did it make up for your criminally low salary. The sight of a giant man in those loose worn out jeans, that tight white shirt stretched over his muscles bulging out of the fabric, and those eyes that look like they could melt you.

You could already feel the blush creeping off your neck and honestly you prayed to god with all your might that you could run back into your car, turn the AC on blast and fan whatever blush was on your face off. “You must be Mister Riley right? Hunter is a pleasure to have in class” You know what else would be a pleasure? Your di-

“Im sure he is” Oh fuck that accent you could practically feel your knees buckling just imagine how much better it would sound saying “You’re alright girl” all deep and gravelly while hes nibbling on your ear 

Needless to say Simon started showing up to pickups more often and you slowly started wearing shorter sundresses.

[d00si]

a new neighbour

✦ rafe x reader

— no warnings ¡

content ⦂ fluff, soft

you had just moved into a new city …

you just moved on to this new city. all your friends have left now that you’re well settled and you were thinking about introducing yourself to your neighbours. you took a quick shower and went out of your new home. "hi !" you were happily saying to everyone who opened the door, just before telling them your name and who you were. they all seemed really kind. as the day was slowly ending, the sky turning orange and pink, you knocked at the last door of your neighbourhood. a tall and broad blond man opened the door. "hello ?" He said, looking confused. "hi. i’m y/n. i just moved here and…" you stopped suddenly as you noticed that his piercing blue gaze was like staring at your soul. he gave you an interrogating look. "yeah hmm… i just moved here. and i just wanted to introduce myself to my new neighbours. that’s all !". the suspicious look on his face became softer and he smiled. "oh alright ! nice to meet you then, i’m rafe." he held out his hand, inviting you to shake it, which you did. "then hmm… have a good evening, bye !". you quickly walked away, your cheeks slightly flushed for no real reason.

⩩

the next day, knocks on your door woke you up from your nap. you yawned, wondering who was knocking and went down the stairs to open the door.

"hello…" your eyes opened wider "hi, rafe…". he offered you a warm smile "hi y/n. i can’t stay long but i just wanted to let you know that i’m a gardener, so if you need any help with your garden, feel free to ask. it’s a weird offer but yeah, just tell me." you smiled softly, a bit confused by the offer though. "thank you i’ll think about it then. really nice of you by the …". he didn’t really let you finish and walked away, smiling politely and joining his car that he had parked on the street in front of your house. "…way." you finished after he left.

⩩ two months later

"i made some cookies ! these are your favourites, with chocolate and raspberry chunks." rafe laughed softly and followed you into your house, sitting on the couch next to you. "so… are you taken where you applied ?" you nodded happily. yes, you now had a job you were going to enjoy. you had applied to multiple job interviews and finally got in a bakery. "waking up at at four to bake pastries every morning won’t be easy at the beginning but… i’m really glad. come on, take one rafe !" you handed him a cookie, waiting for him to taste it. he rolled his eyes playfully and took the cookie to taste it. as he chewed on it, he nodded slowly. "this, y/n, is really, really good."

⩩ five months later

before ringing the doorbell, you took a really deep breath. "relax y/n. it’s going to be so okay" your hands tightened a bit around the box, and you finally rang. "c’ming !!" you heard from inside of the house, ten seconds before Rafe finally opened the door. ten seconds during which you could’ve fled ten times. "hi sweet. have you brought a cake ? which kind this time ?" you laughed softly and shaked your head. "no… it’s not something we couldn’t buy today… actually i baked it for you." his eyebrows raise a little in astonishment. "for me ?" "please open the box, rafe" you asked him, nervously biting your lower lip. he did as you told him, carefully opening the box to see the cake. but when he did, his eyes opened widely as he read reading the two words wrote on the cake with red icing. kiss me "is that a joke or something y/n ?" "it’s not a joke, rafe..." you answered, laughing nervously, your cheeks now a soft shade of pink. "so i can kiss you ?" but without waiting for your answer, he took the cake of your hands and put it on the floor, before gently cupping your face and pressing tenderly his lips against yours. when he pulled away, he asked, his face inches from yours "can i do it again ?" and instead of answering, you placed another sweet kiss on his lips.

— first time i really post here, i hope you guys enjoyed it, feel free to give me feedbacks ! also, i am not a native english speaker so i may make some mistakes, sorry ! take care <3

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have you met before? | chapter 2 - eh

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A couple of days passed by, and you found yourself missing Alfie’s presence in the early hours of the shift. His bad jokes or anecdotes were entertaining to listen to while you gave the shop the last touches for the rest of the day; now that you didnʼt have them, you were really bored. 

Well, at least you had Thomas to keep you company, but even he got sick and couldn’t make it to the shop these past few days. 

So here you are, all alone, with only the books to keep you company. 

You were restocking the bookshelves, thinking hard and deep about which books you’d “borrow” to take home. It was a silly game that you had with yourself since it was obvious that you were keeping them to yourself. None of the previously “borrowed” books made it back to the shop. Just as you were about to take the few ones you liked, the doorbell rang.

You turned with a smile on your lips, ready to welcome the new customer, when you saw the most tall, blonde, and intimidating man you’d ever seen in your life. He looked back at you with a small grin, unsure of what to do next while you kept staring at him, surprised by his physique. 

Stop, you’re being rude. 

“Welcome! May I help you?” You said, recovering from his presence. You walked behind the counter, dropping the books on a nearby stool while feeling nervous all of the sudden. 

The only thing that came to mind as you tilted your head to look at him was that he was really tall.

“Do you have cream cheese croissants, by any chance?” His voice, although deep, was very soothing. His accent reminded you of a Nordic country. It reminded you of Alfie. 

“I do! Freshly baked, may I add.” You pointed to the section where the croissants were. “I just got them out the oven like… twenty minutes ago.” 

“That’s bloody amazing. I’ll take two, please.” You smiled when he kind of cursed, but his whole attitude was so relaxed that you didn’t mind. It seemed like he didn’t even realize what he said. “Oh, and a cappuccino if you don’t mind.”

“Not at all. Please! Sit while I make that coffee for you.” You couldn’t help but shoot him a tiny glance as you intentionally picked the best croissants for him. He was also really cute. “Anything else?” 

“Uhm, cookies?” He said it like a question, making you giggle when he noticed it as well. “I mean, yeah, cookies. Do you have butter cookies?” 

“Good choice! They’re the most popular around here. Those are actually still in the oven… If you don’t mind waiting a bit for them.”

“I’ll wait as long as you want. Don’t worry about that.” 

And he’s nice as well? Damn, what a catch. 

“Great! Let me make that cappuccino.” Why were you feeling nervous? He was just another customer. 

A really cute, tall, handsome, blonde, customer that won’t stop looking at you, but that’s all. 

“Are you new in town?” He asked all of the sudden, surprising you a bit as you put the cup down in front of him. 

“I am, yeah.” You smiled when your eyes met, his lips already in a half-smile. “It’s been kinda difficult, but I really like Manchester. It helps that I have my little shop to keep me occupied.” 

“It’s not easy to come from a foreign country, but hey, I actually love Manchester too. It’s a bit boring when I don’t have anything to do in my free time, but it is what it is.” He took the cup, giving it a sip before resuming his chat. “Do you have friends?”

“No, no I don’t.” That was something you were really shy about. But again, you weren’t a very out-going person. “It’s very difficult to make friends, especially since I’m always in the shop.” 

He was about to answer when the alarm for the cookies rang inside the kitchen, startling you both. 

“I should get that. The cookies are on their way.” 

“Sure, take your time.” 

And you did. You took various trays full of different cookies, but even after you put them on new ones to take out and restock, you stood there, red-faced and timid about the absolute cutie that was sitting there, drinking his coffee and making small talk with you. Was he flirting or just being nice? It might be the latter, but you couldn’t help to smile at the possibility of him being a bit interested in you. 

You should stop reading so many romance books. It was rotting your brain. 

“Focus…” You whispered, taking the tray of butter cookies first before going back outside. “Here they are!” You carefully put it on the counter, showing him the contents. “How many did you want?” 

“Can I have ten?” His eyes didn’t leave your face, even when you moved around to find a bag. When you were just finishing the packaging, he stood up. “Can I also have your number with that order?” 

“My… number?” Ohmygodohmygodohmygod????

“It’s okay if you don’t want to…” He blushed a bit, and then you knew you’d regret not giving this man your number. 

“I’ll give it to you if you promise to show me around Manchester.” 

“Sounds like a deal.” 

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“Oh, my dear! And he asked for your number right away? He must be really enchanted by you. But again, who wouldn’t be? You’re a very gorgeous young lady.” Thomas was laughing as loudly as he could, enjoying a little bit too much the story of how Erling (and yes, you knew his name) asked for your number a couple of days ago. 

You were very embarrassed about the fact that the only person who was trustworthy enough to know your business was your regular customer, Thomas, who was also a sixty year old man, but you didn’t actually mind. He always gave incredible advice. 

“Yeah— We’ve been texting back and forth for a few days. I’m nervous every time I open the shop. I feel like he’s going to appear out of nowhere.” You took a deep breath, washing another cup in the sink while Thomas sat on the counter. “Do you think it’s dumb?” 

“Feeling anxious? Of course not, angel. And why on earth hasn’t he asked you out yet? Or even visited you?” You refused to laugh at his annoyed expression. 

“He’s been working a lot…” 

“Oh, yeah? And what does that lad do anyway?” 

“I dunno… He mentioned something sport related but I’m not really sure about what his role is.” You signed. “What am I gonna do, Tom? What if he’s a douche?” 

“Well, if he…” His advice was cut off by the doorbell. You both looked up, the conversation dying instantly at the sight of Erling standing there, like a few days ago, seeming unsure but with the same sweet smile that you liked from the first moment you saw him. “Fucking hell…” Thomas whispered, taking you away from the daydreaming. 

“Erling!” You fixed your hair out of habit. You felt your hands shaking just a bit as he approached both of you. 

“Hey… Sorry I didn’t stop by earlier in the week; I was a bit busy.” His voice was as soothing as you remembered. Lovely. 

You opened your mouth to reply, but Thomas’ laugh made it impossible. 

“The hell you were! Fucking shit, it’s a pleasure to see you, lad.” He tapped Erling’s shoulder with a heavy hand, looking from him to you like he couldn’t believe his own eyes. “Bloody hell, darling. When were you going to mention that you know Erling fucking Haaland?” 

“W-what?” You couldn’t hide your confusion, even if you tried to. Did Thomas knew Erling? Was his last name Haaland? Why did that ring a bell?

“Uh, nice to meet you too, mate. How’s everything going?” Even though Erling’s eyes showed surprise at Thomas’ obvious recognition, he played it cool. He accepted the old man’s hand and shook it with the strength and confidence of someone who is used to it. 

“This is unbelievable, really.” Thomas looked starstruck. Who was this guy?

“Well, I didn’t know you two knew each other?” It wasn’t actually a statement. You were asking. 

“Not at all. But I sure know this lad’s skills. Fucking beast on the pitch.” Thomas shook his head one more time before getting up from the stool. “I might be back in twenty. Are you going to still be around by then?”

“Of course, sir.” Erling’s tone was as calm as it gets. When Thomas got out of the shop, he turned to face you again, his eyes seeming to say a silent apology for whatever that was. “Happens from time to time.”

“What? Getting recognized by strangers?” You jokingly said, unsure of what to expect next. “Are you… famous or something like that?”

Erling shrugged, taking a seat on Thomas’ previous stool.

“You could say that. It’s what comes with my job.”

“Which is…?” You couldn’t handle the suspense.

“Football player.” He smiled, apparently used to dropping that bomb on people. “But I’m glad you didn’t know that.”

“Woah.” You smiled back, slightly shocked by the fact that the cute guy who asked for your number was an actual celebrity whose existence you had no idea of. “Kinda explains why you’re so fit.” As soon as the words left your mouth, you wanted to die. “I mean, you know, so muscular? Not that I really got my attention on that particular aspect, but... I should shut up.”

He looked at you like you were the most amusing person to ever walk on Earth, and then he laughed so hard you started to giggle from how contagious it was.

“No worries. I don’t mind you noticing those things about me.” He leaned a bit on the counter. “I was actually coming to see if you wanted to have dinner tonight?”

Oh. Oh, wow. It’s really happening. 

“Of course I do.” The smile you gave him almost broke your face in half. “What time?”

“Eight?” 

“Sounds like a deal.”

“Sounds like a date.” Oh. 

“A date it is.” 

And just as you were about to say something dumb for how much stuff was going on inside your head, the doorbell rang again, and Thomas was back.

“Got time to sign an old man’s jersey?”

You both laughed at the sight of him out of breath, holding two football shirts with a tight grip. 

“I sure do.” Erling stretched his hand to him, and Thomas gave him the t-shirts with such enthusiasm that your heart melted a bit. 

He was a fan.

“Thank you for doing this.” You whispered when he leaned again on the counter, taking the sharpie you gave him and carefully signing the shirts. 

“It’s not a problem.” 

Wasn’t he sweet? 

You had to restrain yourself from sighing like a schoolgirl with her first crush as he gave the shirts back to Thomas, chatting a little while before leaving, not before giving you a kiss on the cheek that made you a bit weak on the knees.

“So?” Oh, Thomas. You big old gossip. 

“I have a date tonight.”

You wouldn't have thought it was possible for a man like Thomas to scream that high, but he did, and you didn’t stop laughing for at least twenty minutes.

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[ravendruid]

Hi!! I love your writing - how about “Herbal Tea” with Percy & Pike?

Hi anon! Thank you so much :'D Sorry it took me a bit to write this, but I hope you still love it ^_^

A Safe Legacy

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The streets were quiet this evening compared to the same night decades ago. The moon shone down on the cobblestone path that Percival de Rolo, now assisted with a cane, walked on. It was nice to leave the stuffy walls of the castle sometimes and breathe in the fresh air of Whitestone, see the shining leaves of the Sun Tree, feel the warmth of the acid-powered lamps on his face, one of his best inventions. The castle wasn’t as rambunctious as it used to be now that his children were grown—mostly all except for Gwen and Dan, but they were, generally, quiet children—so Percival didn’t feel the itch to leave it as often, but tonight the feeling of unease and overwhelm was worse than the nights the kids decided to play hide-and-seek in the various rooms and alcoves of the castle, often pranking scares to whoever passed by their hideouts. 

The calm of the night should feel like a blessing for Percy when, so many years ago, tonight had been filled with screams of death and undead roaming the streets. The anniversary of the beginning of the Whitestone rebellion was often forgotten in the shadow of its end, but not for Percy. Not while he lived and could still remember what it was like to reach the walls of his home and see the dead tree at its center, the bodies hanging from its branches, the undead patrolling like the Pale Guards did now, his castle—his home—ruled by Vampires and Necromancers. Percy would never forget this night.

Which is why he had to leave tonight. He had to see and hear with his own eyes and ears that Whitestone was safe and sound. And it was.

“Percy?” A soft voice called out to him. A voice Percy would recognize anywhere.

As sure as Catha was shining in the sky, when he turned to the sound of the voice that called him, Percy saw a young—although she was technically older than him—gnome with platinum blonde fun buns atop her head, wearing what seemed to be a slightly flour-dusted light blue dress.

“Pike!” He greeted his old friend back, lowering to shake her hand.

“What are you doing out here so late?” The gnome asked. She looked around, searching for guards, for sure, and when she didn’t find anyone of interest, she gestured for Percy to walk with her.

“Just stretching my legs. I’m not getting any younger these days,” Percy joked. If Pike noticed the deception in his tone, she didn’t show.

They walked the short distance from the square to the little house Pike lived in, not far from the bakery. Even though most of the furniture looked much too small for the space, the gnome still had a few pieces large enough for her friends, especially for Grog. It was quite cozy, really, and the lit fire in the fireplace gave a warm feeling to the environment. 

“Sit. I’ll be right back,” Pike instructed. Percy did as she commanded and picked a larger armchair by the fire. He set his cane aside and, with short grunts, stretched his stiff legs towards the fireplace to warm them. 

Pike returned a few minutes later with a teapot, two teacups and a plate of cookies and scones, set them on the short coffee table, and took a seat on a smaller armchair next to Percy’s.

“So, why were you really out tonight?” She asked, not missing a beat as she poured dark tea into the cups. Percy cringed internally at how perceptive his friend was, but should he really be that surprised that Pike, of all people, could read him so well?

“Tonight is the anniversary of when we arrived in Whitestone to deal with the Briarwoods.” Percy decided not to beat around the bush. 

“Ah,” Pike said, understanding. She handed Percy the cup of tea then poured one for herself.

Sometimes Percy forgot Pike hadn’t been there when they first sighted the city. She hadn't been there when they found the dead bodies hanging from the dead branches of the Sun Tree. Pike hadn’t been there when the undead giants and zombies came out. Even though she had joined them for the fight via astral projection, Pike still hadn't been there when it happened, but that didn’t stop her from hurting just as much as her friends did when they stumbled upon the dark scenario.

“Yeah.” Percy said, sipping on his tea. It was warm and inherently sweet, and Percy could taste the fresh herbs Pike must have used to brew this pot, surely provided by Keyleth at some point.

“Well… The city is doing great, Percy,” Pike shrugged, sipping on her cup with a sly smile. “The bakery is booming with clients, the market is always so full that I have to be careful because people don’t often see me, I’ve had to shoo some kids out of the front of the shop because they were painting on the sidewalk and wouldn’t let anyone step on their art, the little rascals, and I’m pretty sure I’ve heard rumors that they are looking for more teachers at the schoolhouse because there aren’t enough for the number of children enrolling this year.”

Leave it to Pike Trickfoot to slap Percy in the face with the truth when he least expected it.

“T–that’s…” Percy couldn’t form any words. He hadn’t been made aware of all this because, honestly, it was mostly Cassandra’s job to know these things. “That’s great to hear, honestly.”

“Mhm,” Pike leaned over to grab a chocolate chip cookie. She dunked it into her tea (which made Percy cringe), then bit the soft side with a pleased smile. “So, you got nothing to worry about, Percy. The city is safe and  growing and happy. And if something was wrong, you would have known by now, right?”

Right, of that he was sure. 

“Besides,” The gnome continued, “It’s not like there aren’t at least three members of Vox Machina living in the city at all times. If anyone was dumb enough to attack the city, would they really do it when all of us are here?”

Pike had a point. The city was well-guarded, of course, between the Pale Guards, the Rifle Corps, the Grey Hunters and the resident Vox Machina members. Not to mention how quickly Keyleth and the Air Ashari would come to their rescue, should the need arise. 

“Whitestone is safe, Percy.”

“Thank you, Pike.” The man leaned over and took the gnome’s small hand in his. It was astounding the difference between them. Pike was older than Percy by at least a decade, yet, due to her gnome heritage, she didn’t look a day older than twenty, meanwhile, Percy, who already was in his sixties, had changed so much. He barely recognized himself behind the bushy, white beard and the wrinkles around his eyes and forehead. 

“Whitestone will be safe even after you’re gone, Percy,” Pike added with a fond smile, placing her hand on top of his.

Percy didn’t know how Pike knew to say that when he himself wasn’t aware he needed to hear it, but her words lifted a weight off Percy’s chest that he didn’t know he had. 

“I suppose that is comforting to know,” The man said, nodding. The worst thing about being the only human, so feeble and young, among his peers was knowing he would surely be the first to go—unless Grog died in a fight before the Matron took Percy—and what that would mean for his legacy.

“Trust us. Believe in us.” Pike’s eyes flickered with tears, a sight Percy wasn’t ready for. “I promise, we will not let any harm come to your home.”

And he did. Percy believed the gnome's words with every fiber of his human being. He knew that Whitestone would be safe and would prosper long after he was buried beneath the earth with his ancestors. Percy knew his friends—his family—would not let any harm come to the home he fought so hard for. Percy knew, deep inside of him, Whitestone was and always would be safe, and so was he.

[demonslayedher]

If Shinobu was affected by a demonic blood art where he was forced to say what he thinks for days, (even if the demon is already dead), even in writing, that so much time it took to realize this effect and be buried in a room until Will you pass? Will it be forced to continue with its work? How much will avoid Tomioka to avoid saying things like "I think you're nice" "I consider you my best friend", etc?

“Aoi, sit down for once and let Kanao make dinner. She’ll follow instructions.”

“Uhh—err… yes, Shinobu-sama…”

Shinobu gave her a sweet smile and then continued down the hall, with no awareness of what words had spilled out her mouth. The Demon’s Blood Technique had a odd way of altering one’s self-perception, and with the demon thoroughly dead, Shinobu had no reason to suspect anything amiss. She went about her day as usual, using the morning to check on her patients before wrapping up her notes and feeding her fish and settling down for a midday nap. “Let’s see. Zenitsu-kun, still in bed, I see?”

“Hello, Shinobu-san! You’re as pretty a sight as ever!”

“You’re not flattering anyone. Is this leftover medicine? You really make me wonder if I should be bothering to concoct all of this for you. Make sure you get lots of sunshine!”

When she left room, she did not notice the whimper behind her that said, “Pillars are scary.”

The others were busy in Functional Recovery Training, which Shinobu observed momentarily. They were playing tag, or at least some half-way version. “You’re looking pathetic!” she cheered, then went to her office to write some notes for the day. She wanted to make a record of the battle against the demon with an unusual knack for striking discord among the Corp members present.

I found it odd when I came across the lot of them arguing, she wrote, some of them were in tears. But there were also those two who were laughing and embracing each other. I always thought they’d make a good couple, but the battle was an inappropriate place for public displays of affection. They both looked like bad kissers anyway. Finding none of them helpful in the moment, I faced the demon on my own, and was hit with a cloud of pink smoke. It made me cough, but I didn’t notice anything off. I was my usual self as I asked it how many humans it has killed, but it was all a taunt because I meant to kill it mercilessly in the first place. Making friends with demons is stupid and got Neesan killed—

Her hand flinched as she felt herself referring to Kanae, who had nothing to do with the previous night’s battle. Was she so tired, to have found herself drifting to senselessness in her writing? She didn’t feel unwell, so it was strange to catch herself being so—

“Bad kissers? Did I write this?” held her diary to her face and exclaimed. Furrowing her brow, she reread the passage. The writing sounded like her, but it also distinctly did not sound like her. As she reflected on the battle, however, the truth of her situation dawned on her, and she felt herself go pale.

Neesan… this is big trouble.

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“Kanao. I need to stay in my office. Don’t let anyone bother me.”

“Yes, Shihan.”

“It’s a good thing you follow directions so well without prying.”

“Yes, Shihan.”

“I wish you wouldn’t need directions all the time, though.”

“…?”

“Glad to know I can depend on you! Only bother me if it’s an emergency.”

“…”

Although this gave Shinobu space to test her blood samples for some clue of how to break the demon’s spell, Kanao was later asked to help with dinner, and a flip of a coin later, she left her guard post. The fact that the door had been guarded in the first place made Kiyo, Naho, and Sumi terribly upset, and they bravely decided to knock on Shinobu’s door.

When the knocking didn’t subside, Shinobu took a Breath to compose herself and answered it, and she was startled to find three teary-eyed little girls with a tray of tea and cookies. “We thought you might not be feeling well… it’s herbal tea… we hope it helps… we used our allowance to buy cookies… we hope you like them…”

Shinobu accepted the tray, all the while staring into the three teary-eyed faces. “You’re all the sweetest, most angelic creatures I’ve ever been blessed with encountering, and if anything ever happens to you, I will set fire to all my poisons before I inject that wretched thing with every last ounce of my wrath.”

“Ah… okay… enjoy the cookies.”

Shinobu very carefully and truthfully explained to her crow that she was not in proper condition for demon slaying that night, and that she required the night off. En, her crow, seemed insulted that Shinobu was talking in such short, simple statements as if to suggest the crow couldn’t understand otherwise, but a grouchy bird was a small price to pay. One night went by with no sign or whether or not Shinobu was cured, and she knew she wouldn’t be able to get a second night off in a row. As a Pillar, she had to get a grip and face whatever was ahead. It wasn’t as if being truthful was ever going to hurt anyone.

“CAAAW! TONIGHT YOU HAVE A MISSION WITH THE WATER PILLAR!! CAAAAAAW!”

“En!! You planned this! I knew you were a vindictive bird!”

“CAAAW!” En flapped and replied, though in truth, the crow was too embarrassed to admit she did not understand the word ‘vindictive.’

It would be fine. Tomioka didn’t like to talk anyway. They hadn’t seen each other since the Pillar Meeting, and hadn’t exchanged any words since Mt. Natagumo. Maybe a mission spent in silence would make repairing their relationship futile, but what relationship did they have in the first place? Despite all the missions they happened to go on together, Tomioka never made any effort to be friendly. Why should she keep bothering to be friendly back?

She meant to only say hello, but the words out her mouth were, “It makes me sad that you never talk to me.”

Giyuu froze in place. Shinobu still could not hear her own words, so his face was her only indication that she had said what she truly thought of him. What hurtful thing might she had said, she wondered?

He replied, “I’m sorry. If I had explained myself better, I wouldn’t had gotten Tanjiro into that mess.”

“Not to mention the mess you got us in, I could had plucked your eye out like a lollipop.”

He squeezed his eyes shut and turned red, bowing his head. “My apologies.”

“I wouldn’t had wanted to see you get hurt, Tomioka-san. Besides being someone who this Corp relies on, you’re among the Pillars who I want to get along with most.”

Oh, now what had she said?

She had never seen such a hurt and sad look on his eyes, his eyes so big and wet like he might cry. Though she knew she’d only make it worse by opening her mouth again, she kept going.

“I think you’re very nice. I consider you my friend.”

“T…Thank you.”

“Hm?” she paused.

“I like it when you talk to me. I consider you my friend, too.”

“…Hmmm?”

He walked past her and continued forward in his usual manner of ending their short dialogues. “The demon’s this way.”

Shinobu was left to wonder if that was the demon’s plan all along. Did that demon want episodes like this to happen, like those two Corp members among the ones arguing? It was too bad Shinobu had to get to work, for she wondered what she’d wind up writing if she could sit down with her diary at that moment. Before she caught that chance, the effects of the Blood Technique wore off, and a part of her wondered if she and that demon might ever had been friends. Friendship came in surprising places, after all.

[harlowsbby]

Chef Harlow 💘

Cooking wasn’t really your type of thing so when Jack decided he wanted to go live for his fans on Valentines Day and do a little cooking show you were a bit uneasy about it.

“Are you ready baby?” Jack grinned and wrapped the cooking apron around himself you couldn’t help but to laugh.

It was a little pink apron with white hearts around it and in the middle it said “kiss the chef.

“Wow kiss the chief? What if I’m trying to do more than just kiss the chef.” You grinned and giggled as Jack’s cheeks started to heat up.

“Baby, the live started like 5 minutes ago.” Your eye widened and you turned around slowing seeing about 7k plus people watching you.

“Oh hi guys I didn’t even know we started since Jack here didn’t say anything.” You said with a tight lip while shoving Jack back.

“I’m sorry baby but go put on your robe and your chef hat.” You stepped off to the side and put on your stuff before stepping back into the camera you gave the fans a quick wave and smile before pulling up the notes section in your phone.

Jack had asked if you could write up some questions for him to answer during the live and just ask some cute ones for Valentine’s Day.

“While I prep the cookie dough ima have Y/N ask me a few of her questions she made up.”

You pulled up your list of questions and smirked you forgot you had written down a lot of juicy questions and questions you wanted answers to.

“Oh this one okay actually let’s start off nice and easy before I get into the more detailed questions.” Jack’s lips turned upside down, what exactly did you mean by juicer questions.

“When was the first time you realized you actually liked me.”

“Damn when was the firs time I remembered I liked your big headed ass? Hmmm let’s see.” He joked, you glared at him and flipped him off making him chuckle.

“In all seriousness it was definitely during that time Druski was live remember?”

flashback to the live 💘

“Who’s that girl over there? The one on the stairs.” Jack asked Druski who wasn’t really paying him any mind nor attention.

“What? What girl I don’t know Jack, I don’t see any girl.” Ari rolled her eyes and looked at the stairs seeing you she smiled softly at you before looking back at Jack.

“That’s my friend Y/N, she’s definitely a sweetheart and has a heart of gold which means she don’t want you boy.” Ari barked at Jack.

“Well y’all should know me and you both should know that I don’t take a no for an answer so watch me do my thing.” He said cockily before strutting his way to the stairs. You looked up hearing the sound of footsteps walking up the wooden steps.

“Uh hi.” You said softly as Jack sat down beside you.

“I’m sorry if I come off creepy or something but I just had to let you know that I think you’re very beautiful.” Jack complemented you making you laugh nervously.

“Oh uh thank you Jack.” “You know my name?” You giggled and nodded. “Of course I do I mean I’ve been a fan since the longest.” He grinned making your stomach turn in a good way.

“Really? That’s so cool to meet someone who’s been apart of my journey since the very beginning.” Ari looked back towards the stairs wondering where Jack was since the fans on the screen kept asking where she was, but when she saw him sitting next you and watching how you giggled and slapped his shoulder playfully she couldn’t help but to relax and smile.

“Maybe he ain’t all that bad.” She mumbled and turned her attention back to the stream.

flashback over

“Awww that’s so sweet Jack I think I might honestly cry.” You teared up just a little bit. “Baby don’t cry you know you have an ugly cry.” He joked and you huffed before slapping his back.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” He joked, after a few more questions you eventually got to one of the main questions you wanted to ask.

“So for this one I need you to be really honest with me Jack.” He gulped and nodded his head his stomach starting to feel very uneasy.

“Alright… what’s the question?”

“Jack Harlow is it true you find me annoying and stubborn at times?” You held the paper above your mouth so he didn’t see you smile but you were honestly being honest you wanted to know if you ever gotten on his nerves.

“I mean.. well I mean babe look like sometimes you can be too much an-.” You cut him off. “Answer the damn question Jack, am I annoying just say yes or no.” He sighed deeply he might as well just tell the truth.

“Yes baby, sometimes you do annoy me.” Your moth instantly fell open you’d thought he’d at least lie or something but the fact that he just straight up told the truth honestly made you happy because that just told you that you could trust Jack.

“Please don’t be mad you told me tell you the truth and I told you the truth so technically you can’t even be mad at me s-.” You cut him off again by grabbing his face and smashing your lips onto his. He was caught off guard but none the less smashed his lips right onto yours, his hands immediately went to your ass and gripped it making you moan.

“Fuck baby hold on we’re still live.” “Shit I forgot.” You quickly ran off the camera and waited for Jack to end the live. “I’m sorry this cooking show was cut short y’all but I wanna have a treat that’s way juicier and sweet.” He wiggled his eyebrows at you making you snort.

“So let’s go finish what we started.” He grinned but just as he was about to get right back to it you stopped him. “Hmmm I think not since I’m so annoying we aren’t doing anything and I want my cookies so get to it chef harlow.” You stuck your tongue out before going to the living room to catch up on some much needed housewives of Atlanta.

“I should’ve known.” Jack mumbled to himself but none the less finished up your cookies. You giggled and sighed happily, a life like this was something you could definitely get use to. Jack was the goofiest and most sweetest men you’ve ever known and was the best gift you could ever receive for Valentines Day.

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[mochiponadventures]

Punishment

...

Juliana was busy helping her mother in the garden when she heard someone approaching. It was Kieran. He carried a small box in his hands and gave Juliana a big smile.

"Hey Juli, i brought you some cookies made by my sis. Believe it or not, she fell in love with that home ed class at your school and is now full on trying out everything they learn there" This amused Juliana quite a lot, seeing as Carmine didn´t really looked like she would engage in such things at all...

"Thank you, i really appreciate it!" She got up from her position and walked over to Kieran, hugging him. "So i take that you two enjoy Naranja Academy so far?"

The boy nodded, still smiling.

"Yeah, it´s really nice here and the teachers are certainly different from those at Blueberry Academy" Less strict and way more more lenient, Kieran mused, chuckling. "Let me put these cookies inside the house before the sun melts them. It´s quite hot today. Do you want something to drink?" Juliana asked, taking the box from her friend, carrying it inside. "Yes please!" He replied, looking around the lot he was standing on. The garden really was beautiful and certainly ripe with all kinds of fruits and vegetables.

Just as he wanted to follow Juliana inside, he saw Ogerpon swiping the patio with a broom, looking all but not pleased. When his friend came back, he gently nudged the girl, pointing towards the sweeping pokemon. "What´s up with Ogi? She looks really angry, did something happen?"

At that, Juliana sighed, giving Keiran his drink.

"It´s a punishment, she did something very bad and is now living through the consequences of it. Right Ogi?" She turned towards the young Pokemon, raising a brow. There was only an indignified huff as answer as she continued to sweep the ground.

"What did she do?" Kieran asked.

"Well, she sneaked up in the attic, got her Iron Cudgel, which by the way she is forbidden from using outside of battles, and decided to hit Momo on top of his head with it..."

Ogi only rolled with her eyes.

"Don´t give me that eyeroll, young lady! We don´t hit in this house and you know that!"

"POOOOOOOOOOON PON!" Ogi replied dramatically, it was amazing how close it sounded to a child, whining. Kieran chuckled, shaking his head. "Poor Momo, i bet that must have hurt!"

"He cried for hours afterwards. I even had to take him to the Pokemon Center! And you know how he likes going there..." Momo had a severe phobia of hospital settings and thus, every visit to the Pokemon Center or it´s sick bay, made the little Pokemon flew into a giant panic attack. "Don´t even get me started when its time for his shots...you don´t wanna see him there..."

Kieran nodded at that, feeling sorry for the little Peach.

"You know, Ogi and Momo are pretty much like Carmine and me when it comes to sibling quabbles. She used to hit me too when i was too annoying for her taste. Of course never so bad that i had to go to the hospital, but still." The memories of these events were still fresh inside his head, albeit it had been years by now that they happened.

"Speaking of Momo, where is he? Terapagos wanted to go play with him as soon he heard me talking about going to visit you!"

"Oh i laid him down for a nap. The heat is making him kind of drowsy and i don´t want him to get a sunburn or heatstroke either. He is in my room." Keiran mused at that for a moment, it was really hot he had to admit. No wonder even Pokemon got bothered by it.

"That´s a shame, but of course his health goes first. I hope he feels better after that nap." He took a sip from his lemonade by now and relished at the taste. "This is really good. Perfect for a hot summer day!" Juliana nodded eagerly. "Yeah, my mom makes the best lemonade around here. Nemona, Arven and Penny can testify to that!" She laughed, pulling Kieran over to her, nuzzling his cheek.

"That said, I am done with gardening for now, why don´t you come inside and we can watch a couple movies? We have an air conditioner too, so it´s nice and cool inside." Before going inside though, she called over Ogi, allowing her a break as well.

"You can take a break as well, Ogi. Take a glass of the lemonade and go inside, okay? I don´t want you to get overheated either...you can continue later!"

Ogerpon was first relieved to finally being able to stop sweeping but got hit by the word "break", which meant that she had to continue later on, which did not sit right with her at all. Pouting she listened to Juliana and went inside with a huff, throwing the broom on the ground, probably to make a point.

"She still has a long way to go..." Juliana sighed, taking Kierans hand, pulling him inside. "Then again, i can´t really blame her. She never had someone to tell her what is right and what is wrong..."

"I think you´re doing a pretty good job as her trainer so far, so don´t worry about it!" They kissed each other and went inside together, hand in hand.

Inside the house there was a commotion going on already, Momo seemingly had woken from his slumber and was now darting through the house, visibly full of energy. From what Juliana could see, he had cookie crumbs around his cheeks which only could mean one thing...he must have gotten in the cookies Kieran had brought and Momo now effectively had a bona fide sugar rush.

"I think someone gourged themselves on your sisters cookies, Kieran..." Juliana chuckled, watching her youngest charge zooming around the house, giggling like crazy. Ogi followed him, visibly annoyed but also with cookie crumbs around her mouth.

"Now that Momo´s awake, i can let out Terapagos as well, that´s what he wanted anyway!" Kieran exclaimed, calling out his friend from inside his ball. "Alright Tera, go have fun with Momo!"

The young Pokemon did not wasted a minute and quickly got a hold of both Momo and Ogi.

"You think they let us watch our movies in peace?" Kieran asked, looking at Juliana with an amused look. "We can try, let´s go before there is yet another incident caused by this trio in the back"

And with that, both Juliana and Kieran sat down and enjoyed a couple hours together, with the joyful and livid background noises of playing Pokemon.

[space--daemon]

day 1 of @roudiseshipweek: suspended below the cut

also available at https://archiveofourown.org/works/61209589/chapters/156421999

Louise inhaled slowly, feeling the sun warm her skin. Her dress clung to her skin, heavy with salt water. The ocean dulled her senses, narrowing her world to nothing but the pleasant hum between her ears.

Then a hand grabbed her ankle.

“Argh!” She tipped backwards under the water with a scream, flailing and kicking in every direction as she fought to right herself. When she finally resurfaced, spitting salt water, she saw a familiar face. “Rudy! What the hell?!”

“I called your name,” the boy choked back, eyes squinted against the onslaught she had splashed him with. “You didn’t answer.”

“My ears were underwater!”

“…Oh.”

She sighed, swimming back towards the shore until she could stand facing him in waist-deep water.

“What did you want, anyway?” She forced herself to speak with a little less venom.

“I was at the Wharf and I saw you in the water.”

“…And?”

“I wanted to say hi. Because we’re friends.”

“Right.” She kicked at shell by her feet. “Hi.”

“Hi.” Rudy smiled sheepishly and then, for no apparent reason, waved. She fought a laugh. “Where are your siblings?”

She shrugged. “I dunno. I think Tina’s got some Thundergirl project about making cookies? Which probably explains where Gene is, too.”

Rudy nodded, looking down at his feet. “Why are you out here, then?”

“No reason. I just… like the water.” He nodded again, painfully earnest.

“Yeah, me too. I was gonna go scuba diving with my dad this summer, but he got indigestion.”

“Indigestion? How does that stop you scuba diving?” Rudy’s gaze darkened.

“If it’s bad enough, indigestion can stop you from doing a lotta stuff. A lot.” Louise decided not to pull on that thread.

“Well anyways, I like… it’s dumb.”

“No, it’s not.” Rudy replied immediately, folding his arms across his chest.

“You don’t even know what it is.”

“If you like it, it’s not dumb. And remember, you’re talking to a cymbal-playing magician. I have a high threshold for things other people think are dumb.” She bit back a laugh.

“Fine! I like floating. It’s all peaceful and crap. My room is literally a closet, and my family are the loudest people on earth, and sometimes, I like floating in the ocean and imagining I’m the only person who exists. Okay?”

Rudy dropped his gaze again. “That sounds… nice. I mean, my house isn’t exactly loud, but still. I can see the appeal of being the only person who exists for a while.”

A weird, amiable feeling surged in Louise’s chest. She fought the urge to grin. She battled down the urge to look away or run home soaking wet. Instead, she regarded Rudy’s slightly sunburned head and said,

“You could do it with me, if you wanted.”

Rudy looked up, eyes wide. “Really?”

“Yeah. I mean, we’d both do it alone, obviously, but… next to each other? Only if you wanted to, which you probably don’t.”

“I’ll do it.”

She bit her tongue by accident. “Oh, cool. Well, you just swim out a bit and then… float. You’re good at swimming, right?”

Rudy gave her a double thumbs-up. “Yeah, my dad made me take advanced classes after the whole bounce house thing. I think I’m technically a registered lifeguard.”

“Okay. So… let’s go?”

Floating beside Rudy was both stranger and less strange than she had expected. On the one hand, she was painfully aware of the boy suspended only a few feet away from her, of the currents gently dragging them closer together and further apart. But something about it felt natural, like this little bubble of calm had always had space enough for two within its walls.

Besides, with him here, she could convince him to pay for ice cream on the way home.

[cowboyonpluto]

December 11, 2024

this entry may be a little slurred or misspelled, my brain is not functioning today.

this … hmmm. Be nice! Im finding it… (/ref)

I don’t know how to feel about today? It had its ups and downs but my brain shouldn’t be processing it like this.

But onto the good things of today first,

• tommorow or atleast I THINK tommorow the club that I’m in is gonna have a party - or I guess as close to a party a writing club gets. (snacks)

• I surveyed some of my friends on my next hair color, the majority chose dark blue but I might do off red first.

• my friend bought whole ass ziplock of cookies that was the size of a toddler?? how?? I don’t know, maybe she’s a wizard. (/sarc) I got some though so I’m not questioning if our school gets fireballed or something !! (/dnd ref & sarc)

__ most of this happened around the morning, maybe 8-12 am.

onto the bad things, which aren’t actually that bad in physical form my brain is just shit at processing things.

tw for s_h, su1c1d, and talk of e@t1ng disorders underneath the cut

Im gonna start this out by talking about the reasons, or things, and end it up by how this is processing to my head and how I might be able to get better.

• I have developed a bad relationship with food. Yes I’m eating, eating a normal amount, actually, since I’m average weight for my height. But I feel really guilty after, and have considered making myself throw up even though that’s a real problem.

sub • this might have manifested into a nightmare I had today where I went to a physchatric facility in France to treat an e.d (I was severely underweight and actually looked nothing like myself.) (I actually looked like the Russian & Ukrainian beauty standard) (I blame my parents for that getting to my head so hard since birth) … also my roommate was Nara Smith and she wore a scarf my grandma gave me? Dreams are weird. Im not gonna get too into the plot of it cuz it doesn’t make sense.

• I can’t remember most of what age it started tbh. These urges are bad, but they have been getting worse, MUCH worse. Every like two hours, my mind thinks about hurting me in some way. And I don’t get that deep but now I have a really bad urge to which I cannot fulfill that easily. (probably for the better)

• same thing as up top with ending. Much worse, and I’ve also been having conflicts in my head recently whether what I actually did to myself multiple times was an attempt. Like yes it matches the description, but it wasn’t anything that did more than give me a headache or a sore throat. I can’t not-think about it for more than one and a hour hour (being so serious here.)

how it manifested:

• I might have been somewhat age regressed for the whole day, emphasis on might. It’s a very lurking feeling (most of my age regression happens involuntary so I can’t really control this.)

• my brain made up rules for me, it may sound stupid but I genuinely split my thoughts into three different beings. (Not conscious, like… personified feelings ish? So there’s these two normal ones, one named Darren and the other one not having a name.

Darren is based on a character who was mentioned ONCE in a book in ONE sentence that my brain got randomly fixated over. )he is now also an oc but completely different thing.) He’s like a parental figure sort of?

The light creature with no name is for when I need comfort but am not regressed. All they do is like cuddle me, literally that’s it.

And then there’s the third one- which has no name but i professionally call them “bitch.” They made up these rules (no talking to the people you trust most about your feelings, hide being regressed if someone else needs help or is too happy so to not ruin it, and like don’t be sad around anyone at all.)

(I am also trying to convince my own blog im cool because of them.)

• I keep having fantasies about bad things happening to me, and the people who just made me Ssssliggghttttly upset being upset (especially my qpp for the “teenage hormones” thing and also very other small things that I overreacted over). It’s always been there, but it’s getting so bad I cry over not being able to control it.

• Also I am zoned out at the most inconvenient times, but not zoned out when I actually want to be.

How I could fix it:

I genuinely don’t fucking know. Maybe act happy till I’m happy but that hasn’t worked in the past MAYBE DYING MY HAIR ENOUGH WILL WORK THOUGH

Thank you for coming to my ted talk !!

Oh and I also don’t know how to ask for validation and comfort now. Fuck you Mx. Bitch this is all your fault.

— finished writing on 10:43, Wednesday December 11 2024.

[frogofalltime]

28.02.2024

i woke up at 9am and just. rolled over and stayed in bed for another hour lol

then i ate breakfast and did a little bit of studying but i was distracted by my brain which was overthinking a lot. but i talked to robin's dad about it, and that helped me to get a better perspective and figure out what to do.

then i got ready and went out to feed the pigeons with @etherealspacejelly @wiggles-mcgee and our other friend. it was really fun and healing. i do not understand how anyone can hate such beautiful creatures.

after that we went to the house. i ate my lunch, and we baked some cookies. my friend gave me some old corduroy pants that match with robin's and we looked very gay wearing them together lol

we ate the cookies while watching indiana jones movies. there were four people squeezed onto one sofa and it was really nice. i didn't know how much i liked physical affection until i met robin and our other friends at university. it is truly the nicest feeling to be leaning on the people you love and have them leaning on you.

i forgot to go to d&d. but i was having such a nice evening, i am glad i stayed with my friends instead. i felt so safe and warm.

then three more people piled on top of us, which was kind of chaotic. eventually we had to get up. when i got home my ribs were hurting and idk if that was from binding for too long or from being compressed by six other people lol

then i did some stretches and took a shower and ate some leftover food that i cooked a few days ago. finally i washed my dishes and went to bed.

[rose-likesto-write]

Stray Kids Headcanon...

Member: Seo Changbin

Pairing: Changbin x Y/N

Genre: Fluff

Rating: T, PG-13

Word count: around 900 words

Trigger Warnings: mention of word punch (once)

A/N:- Hey, fam.. so sorry for the delay. My work is purely fictional and doesn't give or suggests that the boys may act out like this. I hope you will all like it! Also it turned into a mini scenario..

• Percentage of cold personality 10000/100 , slightly less than Lee Know

• But that doesn't mean he isn't an intimidating person

• Too much intimidating and scary as hell

• 'Stay away from me' and 'don't mess up with me' vibes

• Wouldn't mind throwing a few punches around

• Likes to be by himself and enjoys peace

• Just like others, only close friends know what kind of person he is, not even his family

• Always wears a blank stoic look

• Goes by the title of 'cold hearted'

• Don't feel he feels bad rather enjoys it

• But sometimes it hurts

• People stay away especially the girls he had a chance to take on a date

• They just want you know-

• He wants something meaningful

• Maybe that's why he felt different when he met you for the first time

• You approached him without any second thought looks on his face, even if it was just asking if he has seen brown poodle running around the campus

• That small smile with a worry loom for the little dog made his heart's strings felt being tugged

• Instead of saying simply no, he helps you to find it

• Changbin found the poodle hiding behind a bush and carefully takes it into his arm and called for you

• But he doesn't know your name. So, he simply opted to shout "Hey!"

• You took the poodle in your arms and hugged him first

• "Thank you so much" you said before patting and lightly scolding the adorable dog

• His eyes widened and maybe he stopped breathing too

• The first hug or any physical touch by someone whom he doesn't even know

• He calmed himself and just stood there, not knowing what to do

• As he thought to leave, you called for him

• "Please join for a cup of coffee" you said hopefully

• "No, it's okay. Thank you" he said trying to be polite

• You sadly looked at him and turned around

• "Umm, sure then.. i-i just don't want you to feel obligated" he said noticing your expression and panicking

• You smiled appreciatively, "Please don't think like that and even 'Brownie' would love your company

• 'o' he thought, then what's your name. He thought but rather he spoke out loud

• "Y/N"

• "Huh? Pardon?" He gave you a confused look, making you giggle

• "Y/N. My name is Y/N. Yours?" You said softly

• "Changbin. Seo Changbin" he said as he started to walk with you

• "That's a nice name." You said as you both walked in silence, reaching to a cafe and entered in

• "Y/N? Did you find H-" a voice called from the counter

• "Yes, I did and someone helped me. Without his help, I don't think I would have found this naughty boy" you said with a small smile

• A lady in her late 50s came with a small smile

• "This young gentleman helped you?" She asked as she took poodle in her hands and you nodded

• "Thank you sweetheart" she said softly and patted his cheek

• "Now, sit down yeah? Y/N, come with me" The lady said and Changbin's eyes widened

• "I will come but till then sit down yeah?" You said to him and went in, soon coming out with some coffee, pastries and cookies

• "Thank you once again" you said softly and served

•"This is to- you cut him off

• "This isn't" you said and sat down across. "Have it"

• Eating in silence and then, he thanked you all and went back.

• You ran into him the next day again and just greeted. Soon, these small greetings turned into more than small meetings and both of wanted nothing more to grew into further

• During this time, you noticed the stark contrast in his nature and personality when he is with you or when he is with his friends or if there is some other person

• "You put alot of effort around me which I appreciate but be yourself please" you said softly once, as his eyes widened but they had a blank look, making you worried

• "If I be who I am in actual, maybe you will hate me or won't talk to me ever"  he looked at you intently

• "If I can't accept you for who you are then it's my fault and not yours." You said

• For the very first time, has anyone ever said this and he can't help but gently take your hands in his and squeeze them

• "Are you okay with this?" You asked

• "with what?" He asked with a confusion

• "Hug?"

• He took his time to think for nodding, making you smile as you gently hugged him and patted his back but his grip got slightly firm, making you smile more. "I am here"

• "thank you" he whispered

• "please don't" you mumbled and then he spoke about his life and personality, making your heart feel like crying.

• After this emotional exchange, your bond took a new turn, turning into a beautiful and more stronger bond, making your feelings for each other grew more and more

• Changbin was apprehensive to ask you out and propose you but Chan's words made him do it

• Now, standing near the beautiful river view,  his hand shivered a bit as he was extremely nervous and you noticed that

• You held his hand, making him turn to you

• "are you okay? Don't lie to me" Two contrasting statements

• "I want to tell and ask you something" he said after taking a deep breath and you nodded

• He took a deep breath and confessed, then took a step back, holding your hand as he looked at you who had a blank look, making him scared.

• Did he lost you f- "I hope this answers your question" you said and kissed his cheek

• His eyes widened and kept on staring

• "Changbin?" You said softly, waking him up from his trance

• "Why?" He said

• "why what?"

• "why cheek and not lips? Why did you kiss my cheek and not lips?" He pouted making you giggle

• "Because I want to make sure that you are comfortable with it. I would take your consent as well. So, may I?" You smiled and cupped his cheeks

• He nodded but he pulled you for a soft kiss

• Boyfriend Changbin is both sweet, spicy and mean lol

• At times an over-thinker as he wants to be the best boyfriend for you

•There would be moments when he needs your reassurance

• Really appreciates you for being patient, supportive and calm with him especially when it comes to reassurance

• Mean in the sense that if you teased him too long or did something without him, get ready for silent treatments but he would stop if he feels it's too much for you

• Only in the rare cases, wil it go extreme

• Jealously level 10000

• That doesn't mean he will stop you from doing anything or everything, it's just that his possessiveness will grow 10 fold, keeping you close to him

• Glaring at all men who look at you and maybe women whose eyes he feels uncomfortable for you

• Will dig anyone 7 feet deep under ground

• being possessive means he will have a hand on your back, pulling you close to him, sometimes even pecking your cheeks or lips or forehead but he would tell you this beforehand, because he doesn't want to make you feel uncomfortable.

• Goofball and clingy when alone at home

• Pet names such as honey, love, babygirl, angel

• Appreciates you alot and won't go a single day without saying it

• Cherishes you alot

• Small-small presents such as flowers, or chocolates or ice creams

• Matching jewelry includes- bracelets, earrings, rings or be necklace

• Cooking for you and helping you in anyway be it laundry  or dusting or buying groceries

• Long drives especially at night

• Midnight snacks and midnight rides to these drive throu-

• Hand holding

• Hugs

• Forehead kisses and neck kisses are a must

• Loves it when you wear his shirts and hoodies but won't easily show it to you.

• If you are the next Sherlock Holmes, you would understand why there are more hoodies in your closet.

• Always tries to remember the small-small details or things you share with him

• Once on a home date, you discovered his talent of writing and singing songs as he had composed a small piece for you, making you almost cry.

• "did you not like i-" "I love it. I love you seo Changbin" you mumbled and he pulled you in his embrace, feeling his emotions

• After so long, did he feel so vulnerable get safe because he was with you

• With this appreciation, you unlocked his talent of funky music, beatbox and beautiful songs.

• He is matured and understanding

• Gives you space but if it gets too much, he can't help but come near to you and sit even if he doesn't say anything

• Good listener and advisor

• Sometimes, he gets a bit cold when he feels uncomfortable or something

• If you guys had arguments but by the end of the day, it gets normal

• It won't feel that you guys had arguments in first place.

• He would never raise his voice at you and would try his best to control if he feels it is going too much for him because he can't see you get scared. So, he would simply take a deep breath or change the place he is standing to calm down himself before keeping his points.

• Changbin is really a boyfriend out of the novels, for he sets the bar of an ideal boyfriend and partner, sure everyone has flaws but it's worth every single flaw he has.

[crescentblossom66]

Bond of the Beasts Chapter 12

“School sucks! It was the one thing I totally didn't miss when I was all on my own.” Mu lamented as she entered the school after Hattie and Bow, the latter turned around to make sure her friend was following. The day after Mu was introduced to the remaining two adults, the DJ had insisted to buy her new clothes, an offer that the werewolf girl couldn't really turn down, given that her old clothes had been pretty beat up. She now had a red hoodie which was perfect for covering up her wolf ears and black jeans which were...not too great in making sure it wasn't a pain to hide her tail. The only thing that she couldn't hide was her mustache, but that didn't matter, she was proud of it, no matter what anyone else said.

Bow opened the door to the classroom for her. “Learning things is hard for me too, and I struggle a bit with talking to others, but I enjoy it a lot, it beats what we've been through before.” She said that in a more quiet tone to make sure that the kids that were already in the room didn't hear. Mu just sighed..

“At least tell me that you're sitting next to me.” Bow nodded. When Mu was accepted into class as a new transfer student, Cookie had requested that she could sit next to Bow, thinking that it would help Muriel adjust better if a friend sat next to her. Feeling indeed a bit better about this whole situation now, the red-clothed girl sat down with a huff, thinking that maybe she should act up in class...but that might make it worse for Bow and Cookie, both had been very nice to her. The last few days, the young girl had made due on her promise, keeping her company and helping her settle into the new household. Cookie had been maybe the nicest adult, other than her parents, she had ever met. She was always around if she had a question and had listened to her vent about the Hunters. The DJ had been nice enough to to help her buy clothes, it apparently was surprising him that the Conductor decided to pitch in with paying for them, Bow had informed her that these two didn't really see eye to eye. By a long shot the weirdest and most enigmatic guy in the household had been this Snatcher character, not only did his appearance make her feel on edge, but his whole demeanor. Only Hattie and Cookie seemed to be interacting with him, Bow had been right to warn her.

Mu leaned back in her chair and started to rock back and forth by leaning far back and then moving forward just a bit so the chair was teetering constantly. Bow gave her a concerned look and was about to open her mouth, but Mu interrupted her. “I know what you're going to say 'It's dangerous, Mu, you shouldn't do this, you'll fall!' I don't care, I'm bored and I need some fun in this place.” Bow looked down at her desk, feeling a bit called out. Hattie on the other hand only sighed, she had been reading the same book for what felt like hours. “Hey, nerd, what are you reading there, some kind of ancient history book or something equally as lame?” Mu smirked, wanting to poke fun at the young sorceress, who only shook her head.

“No, it's a magi-” Bow stopped her by putting her hand in front of Hattie's mouth. The other girl recoiled, but understood the issue a moment later, she had forgotten that they were in the middle of school. “Sorry...”

“It doesn't matter what book it is, reading is lame! So is learning...it's sooo boring.” The blonde girl sat back down normally once English class started and they had to read. It was a book about a small fox that got separated from his mother and was trying to find her.

Thanks to having been in school for a few years before her family got found out and hunted down, Muriel was mostly able to read the paragraph she was supposed to read quite easily, only stumbling a little bit when she had to read a more complicated word. Mu didn't seem to care too much anyway about how well she'd do, as long as she would pass the class with a C or at worst a D. It was amazing to Bow just how quickly Hattie had improved in reading compared to her. It wasn't like she wasn't trying to read or get better in school to get rid of the disadvantage the isolation and lack of education given to them in their lives up until this point had created, it was just that Hattie seemed to pick up things a lot better than her. It caused her to feel a bit dumb and inferior to her sister. When Bow's turn came around, the young changeling struggle to read the words, even easy words still felt rather hard to her. Her embarrassment only increased when the other kids in the class started snickering at her subpar reading skills. Her face turned bright red and she sunk into her chair more and more, her paragraph didn't seem to have an end at all, her tears that blurred her eyes half way through, didn't make it any easier on the girl.

Hattie was too busy to notice having opened her magic book behind the book they were actually reading, now that her turned to read had been over. Mu on the other hand noticed, she felt a bit of rage build up in her and she slammed her fist on her desk, she would have loved to call the other children out for their awful behavior, but she couldn't act up, she'd cause problems for Cookie and so she had to just endure it. She placed a hand on the back of the changeling who would have turned a mix of blue and purple if she hadn't taken her potion this morning. The rest of the day, Bow felt down, even playing hide and seek with Hattie and Mu later during recess didn't cheer her up at all. “What's wrong, sis? Why are you so down?” Hat Kid asked after finding her sister way too quickly, normally Bow was excellent at hiding.

“It's noting...You don't need to worry.” Bow forced a smile through which the other girl saw easily.

Hattie's expression softened a bit and she knelt down to the girl that was only halfway hidden behind a bush. “You can't lie to me, Bow, I know that response, something is bothering you a lot.”

Bow just sighed, a bit frustrated that she had to explain the situation now. “You know how everything comes fairly easy to you? You picked up reading really quickly and even in math, you're doing much better...-” She lowered her head in shame, “-I feel a bit stupid.” Like she expected, Hattie didn't laugh at her confession.

Hattie looked at her sister with understanding and concern. “It's just really easy for me, I can't explain it, but I don't think you're stupid. I just have more of a reason to learn quickly.” The other girl tried to reassure, her efforts unfortunately didn't have the expected result, as instead of Bow's happy, cheerful smile, all the young changeling managed was slight raise of her lip that attempted to be a smile, but failed miserably.

Loud footsteps and even louder yelling startled both kids who's heads snapped over to the annoyed girl in the red hood. “Were you trying to make me wait until I turned old and gray?! If I wanted to bore myself to sleep, I'd go back to class and read!” The previously rather depressing atmosphere switched instantly, neither Bow nor Hattie wanted to be subjected to Muriel's anger.

When school finally ended, Mu charged out of school like she die if she spend another second in the old building. “If tomorrow is going to be as boooring as today, I swear, I might just have to nuke the place.” She more or less screamed at no one in particular as both Bow and Hattie exited a few seconds later. “You two are so slow, I've seen snails move faster.” Mu crossed her arms and tapped her foot impatiently, waiting for the other two to catch up.”

“This isn't a race, Mu.” Hattie said rather monotonously which only annoyed the hot-headed girl, who scoffed. If Bow hadn't been to caught up in her own rather detrimental thoughts, she would have easily picked up on the tension between the other two girls. Instead, her thoughts ran rampant with her own insecurity. She really felt like she wasn't contributing much compared to Hattie. While Hattie had her strong magic that could be used in all kinds of ways, she had nothing. She couldn't move objects with an unseen force, she couldn't summon a rain cloud to make water appear out of thin air, and she couldn't conjure up a shield like what Hattie was trying to learn and had moderately succeeded in already. Even Mu, who no one had any expectations for, was very agile and strong, with her being a werewolf. A changeling like her had only the ability to change her color...that was all...all she could do anyway. It wasn't useful and posed more of a problem as she couldn't control it at all.

“...Bow!” The purple-eyed girl gasped and nearly jumped out of her skin when Mu waved her hand in front of her face. “You were miiiles away there. I was asking if you wanted to come with me into the forest later.”

“Sorry, I was just...thinking about something.-” Bow explained while Mu gave her a rather annoyed look. “-I'll come with you, maybe we can find some mushrooms.” She forced a small smile which Mu couldn't see through as easily as Hattie could, the blonde haired girl rose her fist up in the air in triumph instead.

“Great idea! I know aaalll the edible ones out there! It will give me an opportunity to do something nice for Cookie.” Mu grabbed Bow's arm quite forcefully and dragged her with her. “We'll go right after lunch.” Bow had trouble keeping up with Mu as she hurried home, passing by Hattie who had been ahead a little, looking equally as spaced out as Bow had been earlier. “Wanna come with us, nerd?”

Hattie nearly tripped after being snapped out of her thoughts. “N-No, I can't, I have more important things to do.”

Mu only rolled her eyes at that answer. “Fine, have fun reading or what other lame thing you had planned.” Mu continued to drag Bow with her, the changeling nearly stumbled several times on the way home, especially now that autumn was near and the trees were losing their leaves, coupled with the rain, the forest ground was quite slippy. When they arrived home, Cookie had left a note, saying that she had gone to work and had left them a stew on the stove that they only needed to heat up. While Bow was preparing the stew according to the instructions left behind, Muriel had gone up to change into something that allowed her tail to be more free, the red-clothed girl wondered if she could just cut a hole in the back of her trousers to put her wolf tail through, it was quite uncomfortable, and she could at least be comfortable at home, right?

Hattie returned home around 5 minutes after the other two, she sat down on the corner bench with a sigh. Bow started to place down three plates of stew, surprisingly, the smell hadn't attracted the werewolf girl yet. Thinking that Hat Kid was upset because Mu and her had rushed ahead, she decided to speak up. “Uh...are you upset?”

Hattie shook her head, not really focusing on Bow's words at all, she didn't even look at her. Contradictory to what that action made Bow believe, Hattie wasn't upset with her, the young sorceress was thinking over how to make that shield spell work. Maybe Snatcher could give her some pointers on how to do it, the instructions in the book were insufficient. “Think of something protective”, was a rather vague description.

Bow mistook Hattie's silence as her being mad at her, causing her to fumble with the hem of her white shirt and looking away. The changeling's sad expression was replaced by one of shock when Mu came barreling down the stairs, looking even more upbeat and energetic when before. “I finally fixed my worst problem, look!” Mu turned to show her tail which was now free as she had cut a hole her other pants which were meant to be worn at home. “It's so much better now, I feel a lot better!” She gave a wide smile and sat down opposite of Hattie. Unlike Hattie, who still hadn't so much as touched her spoon, Mu started to eat like a starved animal.

Bow joined the other two girls, staring down at her plate of stew as if the pieces of meat and vegetables could give her a solution to the issue that troubled her. She absentmindedly just took a spoon full and dropped its contents back down into the bowl. She got torn out of her thoughts by Mu yet again, who spoke up after seeing that she hadn't eaten anything at all yet.

“Come on, you gotta eat something, you won't be able to search for mushrooms with no strength!” Mu got up to get seconds while Bow glanced back at her and then back at the stew. She reluctantly started to eat, by now her food was merely lukewarm. While Mu started to eagerly at her second bowl of stew, and Bow was now eating slowly, Hattie didn't even touch her stew and simply started out the window before she got up and headed upstairs. After they had finished eating Mu got up and grabbed her and Bow's dishes, the young changeling got startled by that. “Let's go! It will get dark if we don't hurry.” Bow just nodded and followed Mu after the werewolf girl had put their dishes in the dishwasher.

While Bow was minding nearly every step she took as to not slip on the muddy and mossy forest ground that was littered with colorful, yet very wet and slippery leaves, Mu jumped from one pile of leaves to the next, kicking the maple and chestnut leaves into the air and watching them tumble back down again. Bow was glad to see the other girl look happy and enjoy herself, but she truly wondered how the more unruly girl managed to not fall flat on her face, she had nearly fallen three times so far and had been lucky that she there had always been a tree for her to catch herself. Bow had to say that she really liked the forest, even if it was slippery, the various shades of red, orange and yellow that the trees and bushes around her sported were incredible beautiful. She really had to try and draw them later when she had time. Even the smell was different, the fragrance of wet moss and wood was definitely preferable to hand sanitizer and the strange chemicals that were used in the laboratories.

“Look Bow, that's an edible mushroom over there!” Bow followed Mu who hurried over to the mushroom to inspect it closer before she picked it up and covered the area where she plucked it from with soil again. “I know this one, I've eaten it before with my father.” The blonde girl handed the mushroom over to Bow who looked at it as if she hadn't ever any sort of fungus in her life. “Have you never seen a mushroom before? It's nothing that interesting, you know.”

Bow shook her head solemnly. “This is the first time that I've seen one in the wild, I've only ever seen them in pictures before.” Mu frowned at Bow's comment and mumbled something under her breath.

“Something bad happened to you and Hattie, right? It's obvious that you two didn't have a normal upbringing, you're way too strange for that.”

Bow looked down at the ground for a moment, being called strange yet again, she wondered if she could ever escape that lab, even now that she was out of it, the simple fact that she knew almost nothing about the world was causing her to feel out of place, like she didn't belong. “We were...raised in laboratory. Both Hattie and I only recently managed to flee.”

Mu gasped in shock, she had thought that Bow and Hattie were much like her, having lost their family due to them being hunted down, but this was truly awful. She had heard about the facilities, that quite a few magical creatures were brought there to be experimented on. “Did they...experiment on you?” Mu asked with an unusually quite tone of voice, yet it still caused the changeling girl to shiver for a moment.

Experiment was a word that would likely haunt her for the rest of her life, the mere mention of the word caused all the bad memories to resurface. Her skin turned to a deep shade of purple, the potion had worn off. Bow nodded, but didn't want to elaborate, she prayed that the werewolf girl wouldn't ask what sort of experiments they had performed on her.

Mu panicked after seeing Bow Kid's color change to purple and she looked afraid. “I-I'm sorry, uh...” She looked around, trying to find something to distract the other girl with. “-There! Uh...a wild apple tree!” Mu pointed at the tree and went over to it, getting one of the small apples. “They're smaller and a bit more sour than the ones you can by at the market, and you have to watch out for worms, but they're super tasty.” She smiled and offered the apple to Bow, who took it and just stared at it for a moment. The sight of the fruit at least got her mind off the terrible memories and Bow tried her hardest to calm herself, telling herself that she was safe. She also didn't want to worry Muriel any further, the young werewolf looked like she was trying really hard to be empathetic.

She took a bite of the apple offered after making sure that there wasn't a hole in it, she had to say that it tasted exactly like Mu had described, sour, but the flavor was a lot stronger. “It's tastes great.” The changeling gave a thumbs up while the blonde haired girl breathed a sigh of relief.

As they headed home, Mu's ears began to twitch, and her fur bristled. “Do you smell that? A boar is in the area. We should take another path.” Mu grabbed Bow's hand and tried to get away. The tension of the blonde girl made Bow feel on edge and she followed as silently as she could. When she turned her head, she spotted the wild animal. She had never seen a wild boar before, but she had to say that, even though it wasn't that big, its tusks looked like they'd hurt if it decided to attack.

“Mu...it found us.” She whispered anxiously and Mu turned toward it, pushing Bow behind her.

“Back away slowly, don't run. It might chase us and they aren't as slow as they might look.” Bow did as she was told and backed away slowly while the boar seemed to watch them. All went well until the slippery and muddy forest ground thwarted they're plan. Bow slipped and fell backwards which startled the boar and made the animal rush toward them. Mu wasted no second and started to let out a loud wolf howl to try to deter the animal, when that didn't work she had to fight. Fighting an animal that weight 300 pounds and above would proof difficult even for a werewolf adult, but for a child, it was pretty much impossible, thankfully, this boar was still quite young and only half the size of a fully grown version of this species. Mu had one advantage though, her speed, she lured the boar toward her by waving her arms and then dodged at the last second when it charged at her, causing the wild pig to collide with a tree which gave her the opening she needed to use her sharper canine teeth to bite the boar's neck. It was enough to deter the wild animal and it ran away, retreating back into the forest. “And don't come back!”

Mu wiped the blood off her mouth while she helped the startled and amazed Bow to her feet. “Wow...A-Are you okay?” Bow asked worrying about her friend while also in complete awe.

Mu smiled with confidence, “Of course I'm okay, a wild boar is no match for me.” Outwardly she portrayed self assurance, inside however she was freaking out, she only hoped that Bow couldn't see how her body was shaking. “We should hurry back before more of these guys show up.” The changeling nodded.

[deus-and-the-machina]

@mcytmarch gift for @fruityenderman

I hope you enjoy!

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Pearl’s coronation had been a bit of a testy situation. A group of discontented farmers, feeling ignored by king and country, rising up to form their own kingdom was unheard of. But at least she had the support of several other monarchs, most noticeably her neighbors.

Speaking of which, it was while she was getting ready that one Mythical J. Sausage had snuck his way back to see her. “Pearl!” the newly crowned king of Mythland’s eyes lit up. “Oh, you look amazing!”

She gave him a cheeky grin back. “Sausage, did you sneak past the lookouts?”

“Mayyyyybe.”

With a laugh, she threw her arms around him and gave him a firm squeeze. “I’m really glad you made it, it’s been so hectic these past few weeks! It’s still so strange to think about, me a queen?”

“Don’t be modest.” Sausage said. “They chose you for a reason! You’re gonna be great, Queen Pearl.”

“Dwah, you’re too sweet.” Still hugging him, she picked him and spun him around, Sausage squawking in protest. She put him down and put her hands on her hips. “Now help me decide, how many sunflowers is too many, do you think? Should I pin some to my dress, or just my hair?”

He leaned in conspiratorially and whispered, as if telling a secret. “All of them.”

She grinned. “Aight, all of them it is then!”

Sausage began to help her tuck them into her hair, while she pinned several to the bertha of her dress. He’d always been very reliable with this kind of thing. Often she’d let him do her ponytail or braid before sparring. He’d gotten so fond of it he once gave her begging puppy dog eyes when she said she could do it herself. Sausage was just the nicest, strangest member of royalty she’d ever met. The first prince she’d ever met had been the goofiest one too. Well…no longer prince now.

“Hey, sorry if it’s awkward to bring up, but sorry about your father. Shame to hear.”

He waved his hand as if to dismiss the concern. “Nahhh don’t worry about it. At least your coronation is gonna be a lot happier than mine. But hey! We can tell people we became rulers together!”

“Yeah…” she paused. “Really, you don’t have to put on a brave front for me or anything. It’s not gonna ruin the whole day or anything if you talk about it. I just haven’t seen you since then, so I wanted to check in.”

His eyes were a little watery as he looked at her. “Oh,” he said. “Pearl, that's so nice of you. But really! Just being here and seeing my friend is what’s making me feel better. So I’d rather just celebrate you today.”

Pearl was about to be sappy right back, when there was a thud from her drawer. She squinted. “‘Ello? Anyone in there?” Sausage leaned over her shoulder to squint at it as well. There was a muffled voice and a shushing noise. Pearl and Sausage locked eyes and nodded. She yanked open the drawer to reveal that it was much deeper than it normally was, impossibly so, in fact. And in this endless impossible space, two near identical freckled faces poked out.

Twins Gemini Tay and Fwhip were lodged in an impossible space in her drawer, Gem looking rather bothered and guilty and Fwhip grinning like a child being caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

“Ehrm,” he said. “Surprise?”

“Fwhip! Gem! What are you doing in there!” Sausage gasped. “Is this some magic thing? Can you show me later?”

“Oi, I swear, none of you can just show up normally!” Pearl shook her head. “Get up on outta there and say hello!”

The twins clambered out, Gem muttering to herself about Fwhip’s inability to stay quiet. “I’m so sorry,” she put her hand over Pearl’s apologetically. “Fwhip had an idea and I needed to make sure he didn’t do anything too stupid–”

“Aw c’mon Gem, you can admit you had fun too.” Pearl teased. “You go along with so much of our shenanigans and I know you love it.”

“...Maybe. Sometimes”

Her twin puffed out his chest. “Pearl, queen of Gilded Helianthia! How would you like me to prostrate to you? Full bow? Half kneel? Getting on my knees? Or just a nice little curtsey?”

“All of them in that order,” Sausage came up behind her. “All of them!”

“Hey! You don’t gotta bow to me,” she shook her head. “Wait until I get my crown at least!”

“Ah yes, your Majesty. Very wise, your Majesty.” Gem elbowed him lightly.

Though her noble friends were…quirky, to put it lightly, Pearl couldn’t think of anyone she’d rather have by her side at this moment, as Fwhip and Sausage circled each other like crooning birds and Gem looked on in exasperated amusement. Without them, her kingdom probably wouldn’t even exist as it did now, with full sovereignty and everything. Their support had been invaluable every step of the way.

Gem walked over to her and began to rummage in her large pockets. Pearl wouldn’t be surprised if there was some spell that made them similarly much bigger than they appeared. She tugged out a yellow rolled up banner and held it out. “For you!”

“Ooooooo,” Unraveling it, she could see it was her flag. Cute duck eyes stared back at her, but unlike the regular flag, the edges of the flag lit up in rotating patterns. “The ducky’s going to a party, I see.”

“Just a bit of magic!” Gem smiled. “Fwhip didn’t bring anything. Sorry.”

“Hey!” he cried from the side of the room. “Don’t throw me under the bridge like that, I was busy ok!”

Sausage shook his head in fake disappointment. “What a horrible friend you are, Fwhip. Not bringing a coronation present? My word…”

“Well what did you bring, then?”

“...Oh.”

“Yeah! Exactly. So you can’t judge me.”

Gem laughed and looped her arm through Pearl’s. “So, is the queen ready to go out and get her crown?”

Pearl straightened her back and tried to loosen her shoulders. It would be about time then. “I can’t lie, I’m a bit nervous. I’m sure it’ll be fine though.”

“We can walk you down!” Sausage exclaimed. “All of us!”

She shook her head. “Nah, I don’t think you’re allowed to. Besides, I can’t let a few nerves stop me! I need to show my people I’m worthy of their choosing.”

“Boooooo, rules.” said Sausage. “This is why being in charge is fun. You can do whatever you want forever.”

Fwhip nodded. “It rules. If I don’t like something it can just not be a thing.” He sounded incredibly proud of this. Gem rolled her eyes.

“Sure, if you want to be revolted against.” She patted Pearl on the shoulder. “We’ll go back to the audience, then. But if we start cheering before it’s the proper time, no one will be able to hold us back, ok?”

Pearl felt a wide grin spread over her face. “I’d have nothing less.”

The three milled out of her dressing room, leaving Pearl to brush down her dress and straighten the last sunflower. When she walks down the aisle, the dirt path through the garden, that is, her friend’s voices would probably echo out loud above everyone else’s. They’d probably wallop and whoop during the speeches and the vows at inappropriate times. But Gilded Helianthia was a new kingdom, a more lax kingdom, so it wouldn’t be as strange. As the crown was placed on her head, Sausage would toss flowers and Fwhip would set off a small popper explosion and Gem a little shower of purple sparkles, and their clapping would be so loud and long it would leave their hands raw and red.

She took a deep breath. Pearl couldn’t wait to hear it all. And stepped out to meet her destiny.