#Cuz he's a party pooper

[illamda-spaminations]

I like to think that when little Miles was looking sadder than usual, Franziska instantly starts being childish. Like she would go "Last person to finish eating dinner is a foolishly foolish fool!" and Miles would go "I'm not doing that... Ok maybe I am gonna do that" and both of them start stuffing food in their mouth like little chipmunks.

[Based on that one aai moment [during turnabout reminiscence to be specific]

[32girassoisdevangogh]

My interpretation for these two.

Compulsory heterosexuality is what I know best when it comes to queer themes so there's a lot of projection there.

[unknownfanartist]

Damn, DJ really pulling his first bitch /lh

*Dramatically wipes away nonexistent tear* They just grow up so fast-

honestly,

not to poop on anyone's party but he's 15 lmfao I know I wrote in my bio all characters 19+ but I want to mess around with their family dynamic between the ages of when they were born to when Yolanda is 19 and DJ is 15

but for right now I just want cute little mishaps of two siblings maneuvering through trial and tribulation

[flamingpudding]

Sorry but I have returned with a part 3 of Klarion is Dan

So Danny is still having you know conversations with the entire RedRobin Young Justice team

When Tim sneaks away to go talk to the Justice League outside he's holding a few kryptonite cookies in his pockets then starts explaining to the Main Justice League on how yeah Klarion bought our trust with gifts so we can pretend to be his friend so he could make his mom happy Klarion's Mom he's is the nice creepy person I have ever meet so can y'all just got to play along

Clues the main Justice League playing along with Klarion being their sidekicks friend after a while Danny finds a way to pull up his scrapbook too also Danny and Clark have started speaking country to each other it's hilarious amazing

Batman in the end like a party pooper reveal that is Klarion is one of the enemy of the Young Justice it makes Young Justice along with Klarion sad for two different reasons for the Young Justice because Klarion's mom is really cool and Klarion cuz he feels like he is disappointing his mom

Danny after a while had a feeling that Klarion made friends like himself back when he was a teenager

A bit late but I finally had the time to write this down, without work stress or a migraine / headache torturing my brain! Hope i didn't make you wait to long! Either way I love this, sooo lets go! Part 3! Here we come!

Also thanks so much for the ask! This was inspiring since I have been struggling with writing the past weeks.

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Danny was really enjoying his time an conversations with the children. He liked them, even if one of them was a speedster. And he could see that they were good for Dan, now Klarion. Danny had always been worried about his time clone / son. Klarion had no longer been as connected to Sam and Tucker as Danny was. Sure Jazz, Ellie and him, as well as Vlad had been there for him. But Danny knew himself and through that he also knew Dan in a way only Vlad could understand. They had been worried. But when Dan got deaged and choose to go by Klarion Danny's worries had become lighter. Especially when Klarion started to tell stories from the Dimension he had chosen to live in when he wasn't at home. One that was unlike their own home dimension but still similar enough so he wouldn't have troubles adjusting.

Danny smiled like any proud mother would as he watched the four heroes interact with his son. He could see it, Klarion had recreated friendships for himself outside of who he used to be in a different timeline. That alone lifted so many of Danny's worries for the boy. A chuckle escaped him as he once again watched Klarion snatch a green glowing cookie from Red Robin, glaring daggers before he jumped across the table in an attempt to tackle Impulse who was now also reaching for the green cookies. The speedster as expected easily dodged him.

He knew something was going on. Klarion has created a barrier right as Impulse had returned earlier from his 'bathroom break' and he could feel presence outside of his son's front door. One of them feeling funnily similar to one of many the soul contracts that had been laying on his desk for months now, ignored on purpose. But Danny choose to ignore it for the moment. If the kids were up to something than he was the least adult to stop them. So instead he when he saw his boy so distracted, Danny smiled towards Wonder Girl, reaching into a quickly opened portal next to him. "So about the picture you wanted to see earlier."

Danny smiled mischievously like any parent would at a chance to embarrass their child. But also noticing how Red Robin used the chance of Klarion chasing after Impulse and the Kryptonite Cookies in his hands to stuff a couple of the green cookies into his own pockets as well as one into his mouth. Danny suppressed a laugh, as he kept conversation with Wonder Girl flowing.

Superboy was right by Red Robins side as the boy pounded his fist against his own chest in surprise, but also refused to spit the cookie out. Once he swallowed the kid stuck out his tongue a look of wonder. "Have you ever tasted something that felt like sugar coated in love and care sprinkled with calming emotions but had a weird but not bad after taste of sewer water?! I will never be able to look at the Lazarus Pits the same anymore!" the caped teenage hero whined towards his Kryptonian friend and Danny couldn't help it any longer as he burst out laughing.

"That's a Description I have never heard before! Sam likes to say their taste like actual Rainbow puke and Tucker is still trying to convince me that they taste like he was dared to lick a motherboard but one was coated in the finest meats!" Klarion instantly froze in his chase after Impulse and pointed glaring at Red Robin as both Wonder Girl and Impulse now appeared very tempted to actually try the Kryptonite cookies too. "You didn't!"

"I did." Red Robin grinned fearless, the way Tucker used to when he had hacked into the GIWs servers when they were kids.

"DO YOU HAVE A DEATH WISH?!" Red Robin yelped as Klarion jumped at him over the couch table to wrestle with the other boy as if to make him spit out any green glowing cookie reminds that could be there. "You mortals are idiots!"

Danny blinked and laughed as a little Chaos (Ha! His sons favorite past time) broke out with Wonder Girl, Superboy and Impulse trying to help Red Robin against Klarion only for them to get pulled into the little wrestling match too. With Klarion occupied with the other three as well as trying to stop Impulse from also shoving a green glowing cookie into his mouth he noticed from the corner of his eyes how Red Robin snuck away.

Batman looked ready to strangle John Constantine as he glared at the Justice League Dark member currently working on removing the barrier. This was taking to long in his opinion. Their kids were in there with a highly dangerous being and one of their enemies. This wasn't a situation to take lightly. He growled and Superman patted his shoulder trying to calm him down.

"We will get in there Batman. Just calm down for now. I am sure they are doing all they can to remove the barrier." The Kryptonian said in a calming tone sharing a look with Wonder Woman and the Flash, who by now had rounded the apartment three times to see if there was a possible entry way not covered by a barrier. Batman only grunted again as the door to the appartement suddenly opened, their heads snapped instantly towards it to see Red Robin standing behind the barrier.

"Red Robin Report!" Batman instantly snapped marching forward but frowned as the barrier was blocking him from reaching the teen.

"Klarion's mother is a multidimensional being under the impression that Klarion is working with the Heroes in this impression and not against them. He is also known as the Ghost King ruler of the Infinite Reams. I am sure you are already updated on what the Infinite Realms are." The teen stated in a reporting tone the adult heroes were familiar with. "So far The Ghost King has not shown any hostility towards us or our dimension unprompted. He is rather nice and a good parent by all means. To not disappoint his mother Klarion abducted us so we could pretend to be his friends, in other words Klarion is in need of our help to keep his mother under the belief that he is working and friends with us."

Batman nodded, letting the information sink in. "Anything else?"

"Well, I would suggest to not become hostile ourselves and to play along for the time being." Red Robin offered his solution hoping that with his report their mentors were more willing to play along than with the way Impulse probably slammed the door in their faces. For one, they would get to have a longer time of a break and two, as long as they don't piss off Klarions mom they won't have to face an eldritch being probably ready to tear them appear to protect his child.

"You believe that to be the best course of action? What about the others?" Superman asked instead and the teens head turned a little to look at the Kryptonian. "We are all in agreement. We are also additionally in a position with this to fish for more information about Klarion."

He could see their mentors thinking as they were exchanging looks weighing the pros and cons of his suggestion.

"Constantine? You said that the Ghost King is a dangerous being that could destroy our dimension, correct?" Wonder Woman spoke up turning towards the magician.

"A Bloody fucking Tyrann that can rip us all a new one, mate." the Brite muttered annoyed with the situation.

"Then I guess keeping the Ghost King happy by humouring Klarion should be the best and most peaceful option we have at the moment." Flash added crossing his arms as he looked at the other JL members as they came to a silent agreement.

Hocked, Lined and Sinker. Red Robin thought for a brief moment with relief as the adults agreed to his suggestion. "That means no using spells behind our backs against the Ghost King too." The teen hero added though as he narrowed his eyes under his mask on John Constantine that was cursing under his breath but nodded.

"Great then I can tell Klarion-"

"Red Robin what are you doing out here?" Batman stiffened as white gloved hands rested on the teen hero's shoulders and they saw a white haired man, wearing a royal cape and a floating crown on his head, appearing by the door behind the teen.

"Oh I was just greeting our mentors, they came to check on us." Red Robin lied easily, not even flinching as the man had appeared out of seemingly nowhere. Batman had narrowed his eyes as he exchanged looks with Superman. They hadn't even noticed the man's approach.

"I see, please come in instead of standing out here." John Constantin gabbed as with the flick of his finger the man removed the magic barrier as if it was nothing and they heard a loud whine from inside the apartment of. "MOM IT FEELS WEIRD WHEN YOU DO THAT!"

"Sorry Klarion, baby!"

At that moment the adults realized that the man before them was the Ghost King.

The man lead them inside introducing himself as Danny as he guided Red Robin by his shoulders back to the couch to join the other teens again. The adult heroes where greeted by the image of Wonder Girl sitting on Impulse who was monopolising a photo book and Klarion being lifted into the air lion king style by Superboy flailing around. The teens and mentors blinked at each other several times before the teens continued like they weren't there, Red Robin joining them wanting in on getting to see the photo book that apparently contained 'baby' photos of Klarion.

"How about we leave the kids to themselves and have some coffee and cake by the dinner table?" The Ghost King, Danny, suggested and the adults mutely followed. They blinked as Danny opened a portal, Batman grunted as seeing similarities to something else in it, and reached into it. Danny heard his sisters distinctive "HEY!" Through it when he pulled out a cake from it to place on the table. The heroes couldn't help but sweat dropped, the cake was clearly not finished, it was only half way coated in cream and decorated.

"It's nice to meet the mentors of the friends my boy made in this dimension." Danny started to make small talk serving them coffee and each of them a slice of cake. "It's also nice to finally meet the guy that has sold his soul into so many pieces that I have an entire stack of paper work on my desk."

Constantine flinched, as he refused to make eye contact with the Ghost King who only chuckled. "Relax, I don't care about all these contracts. Most of them were even made before I took over as the King and the previous Ghost King... well lets just say he slept through all of his paperwork."

"Wait previous King?" The magician looked up now. "Mate are you telling me you aren't the bloody fucking Tyrann Ghost King?"

They watched as Danny rubbed his neck embarrassed. "Oh looks like the news didn't get to your Dimension yet, yea I dethroned that guy on accident and took over once I became an adult. Pops did say that it might take some time for all Dimensions to get updated on these kinda news..."

The four heroes looked stunned as they heard the Brite groan loudly thumping his head against the table muttering a "I need a whiskey."

"Oh its also nice to sort of meet my... Cousin or Niece from this Dimension whatever you would prefer more." Danny said to change the subject, looking towards Wonder Woman who blinked at him. "Cousin or Niece?"

"Yes I was Ghost Adopted by Clockwork, also known as Cronus, and Pandora. They speak a lot of praises about you, well every version of you." Danny smiled. There was an awkward moment of silence that Flash broke looking stunned at Wonder Woman. "You never told us you were related to the literal King of all Dimensions!"

"I didn't know!" / "Not all Dimensions."

Both Wonder Woman and Danny spoke at the same time. This finally seemed to break the eyes among the adults as most of them started to chat idly while the teens were fighting over a photo book in the back ground. Well all but one Batman sat among them listening to the other Heroes talk with the Ghost King, grunting every now and then to signal that he was listening. His eye twitch a little as both Superman and Danny suddenly started to talk in a weirdly with niceties filled way of talking.

Of course everything good and nice couldn't last forever and when a triumphant shout in the background from Red Robin resounded who was holding up the photo book with Klarion pinned to the ground by Impulse and Superboy, Batman had to be the one to finally put his foot in his mouth causing everyone to freeze. The bite of cake Superman was about to eat dropped back onto the plate and resounded like a pin needle dropping by the silence caused by one simple, in Batman's mind, question.

"As his mother, are you aware of your son's villainous actions against us heroes?"

A dramatic "No!" Resounded from the teens mostly caused by Impulse dramatically falling to his knees in a pleading motion towards the adults. Klarion on the other hand looked like his entire world was just shattered as he sat up on the ground from his previously pinned position, his eyes glued to his mother. Both Wonder Woman and Superman eyes looked to and fro between Batman and the Ghost King with worry while Flash, apparently decided to get himself another slice of cake as quick as possible before the Ghost King would inevitably kick them all out because of Batman.

Danny stared at the dark knight for a long moment not reacting until he let out a sigh. "Figured as much."

There was another kind of silence, a stunned one, as they all blinked at the Ghost King who was starting to chuckle a little at the faces they were making.

"Mom?"

"Oh please Klarion." Danny waved his son off. "We both know that neither you nor I ever made friends the normal way. Of course you would make friends by being a little shit, just like I did with all my rogues when I was a teen and are now part of the council. It was unavaidable for you to do the same. Ancients even Vlad made friends like this or did you forget how many times he tried to kill my dad, Jack?"

There was silence for a third time, this time it got broken my Wonder Girl bumping her shoulder into Klarions.

"What kind of crazy family do you have?!"

"You have no idea.... you haven't even met my older sister yet...."

[diorsluv]

casual , part 4

“ that i’m just a girl that you bang on your couch ”

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[parkerdoeswriting]

You’re So Gorgeous, It Hurts

(Andrew Garfield x Not British!GN Reader)

category: fluff blurb

summary: non British accented reader gets drunk and makes fun of andrews British accent

warnings: drinking

word count: 0.4k

A/N: Reader is so me cuz I love repeating words people say to me if they sound fun to say but I’m also like pretty sure I have autism! Nice.

Also it’s kinda a cringey fanfic so strap in. 

“Andrewww-” you slur, stumbling into your boyfriend. 

“Woah, woah, easy there” he chuckles, holding you up straight, his British accent like music to your ears. 

“Easy there” you repeat, making sure to imitate his accent. 

“Are you mocking me?” his eyebrow raises at you, his hands still securely placed on your hips. 

“Why’d cha say that, love?” you drunkenly whisper, still copying his British accent.

He laughs softly, his thumb rubbing gently against your waist. 

“How many drinks have you had?” he questions, his hands going up to your face to move some hair out of your face. 

You smile goofily, raising 6 of your fingers up. Your body wobbles again, and his hand holds you to him. 

“Okay, okay, let’s go home alright?” he moves his lips to your ear, whispering. 

“Nooo, I wanna dance” you whine, trying to pry yourself away from his grasp, but to no avail. 

“We can dance when we get back, okay?” his gaze is soft and concerned, his thumb rubbing circles onto your hand. 

“Fine, party pooper” you glare at him, pouting your lips. 

Timeskip to when y’all get home…

As the taxi cab lets you off at you and Andrew’s shared home, you find yourself stumbling out of it. Andrew’s hands once again steady you, to your frustration. 

“I’m not drunk” you huff, swatting his hands away. 

“You're gonna fall and hurt yourself” he says, his eyebrows furrowing. 

“Nuh uh” you shake your head, just resulting in you becoming more dizzy. 

You both finally make it into your house, closing and locking the door behind you both. You lean down as you slip out of your nice shoes, reveling in the feeling. You feel a hand on your upper back, rubbing up and down gently. 

“Hi” you smile, extending your body back up, making eye contact with your boyfriend. 

“Hi hun” he leans in, giving you a peck on your cheek.

“Can we dance now?” you take his hands in yours, swaying them in between you both. 

He smiles, picking you up and bringing you to the living room. He grabs his phone and turns on an old jazz song, one of your favourites to dance to. 

His hands lay peacefully on your hips once again, your eyes never once leaving his face as your arms wrap around your neck. Your bodies slowly sway side to side, no words being exchanged between you too. 

“You’re so gorgeous” you furrow your eyebrows, your hands going up to his face, squeezing his cheeks. 

He smiles softly, a faint pink on his cheeks. He spins you around, dipping you down. He pulls you back up, giving you a quick kiss. 

“Thank you”

[malleusarcanum]

⚠️: When things started to get. ~~~~~~~~~~~~good~~~~~~~~~~~~~

⚠️: not meant for green minded,

⚠️: just make sure not to imagine to much about this

Mc: I know! Let's watch an anime!

*Mc swiped the remote from Jade who is currently scrolling at Maginstagram using a smartmirror Tv*

Jade: I'm not done yet!!

Mc: shut up you're just looking at unsuitable pictures, look what happened to Deuce and Ace, even Epel didn't take it.

*pointed at Deuce, Ace, and Epel that is lying on the floor after they fainted out of over blushing.*

Leona: Awwww... Things are starting to get good.

Jack: *nodded*

Grim: Fnyaahhhhhh!! Henchman?!!!!!

Kalim: What a party pooper!!!!

Jamil: I've never felt this kind of sensation

Malleus: my soul just awoken, it desires to seek more

Lilia: I never thought huge things are better.

Sebek: Human! Don't take away the things Waka-sama likes.

Mc: Why don't all of you consider what I feel!

Floyd: It's not our fault shrimpy that you're the opposite of our gender~~~

Riddle: it's unjust and selfish if you only think of your side rather than the majority's.

Cater & Trey: Well said.

Mc: trey?! Even you?!

Trey: Well.... I can't disagree to our dorm leader or..

Cater: our heads might roll

Azul: We can do some arrangements unless if you agree to the terms of the contract

Mc: I'll do it...

*Azul's eyes brightened*

Mc: AFTER I DIED

*Azul's shoulders went down*

Vil: What about consider my Model offer instead dear apple.

Mc: *didn't bother to look at him* Sh7t! Did I heard a fly talking?

Rook: Roi de Poison?!

*panicked after Vil dropped his head on Rook's lap while Vil's eyes are weeping*

Silver: *snored loudly*

Ruggie: I want to see the part where--

*Mc threw a pillow but only smacked on Ruggie's face.*

Ruggie: Ouch!!!!

Kalim: Nice throw!

Mc : *mumbled* I wished that it flew away with his furry messy brain

Deuce, Ace & Epel: Ow snap!

Ruggie: I heard ya!

Mc: well good

Ruggie: Geez, you're just hot headed cuz yours is small

Deuce, Ace & Epel: ouch, savage!

*started to fight and their words and insults are not so clean*

Grim: nyahhh?!..... *Asked to them with worry* Should we stop them?

All Dorm leaders replied: A good show mustn't be cancelled

Mc: Well... Your!....

*Mc stopped because she can't pick an appropriate word for it*

Mc: I could just gobble you up!!!

Ruggie: Go on Flatty

*Mc's eyes darkened and grinned*

Mc: now you reached my murder limit

All of them: ruggie run!!!

*Ruggie ran around but did not left the room because he enjoyed it while Mc's anger meter is rising 5 times faster, if she can overblot she have definitely exploded Ruggie's body parts*

*Mc stumbled when someone held her leg*

Mc's thought: first I'm ashamed of seeing improper image of my same gender, then insulted my balloon as inflated and now I had a chance to get a first kiss from this nasty floor.

*Mc looked at who did that ready to kick him out of the world*

Kalim: Is silver really sleeping?

Lilia: Yep... I too was surprised that he had this unique talent. Attacking while snoring

Silver: Mc.... *Talked while sleeping*

Mc: *crawled to him then glared at Ruggie* I'm not done with you

Mc: *turned again to silver* what is it?

Epel: he's talking while sleeping..

Lilia & Sebek: *nodded*

Silver: Mc...

*Mc's eyes softened while waiting, her anger before lowered down*

Silver: Mc... Your's is small but soft... I want to squish it...... especially at bed

*Mc's eyes softened while waiting went darker than h3ll, her anger before lowered down now multiplied to a hundred times. Her intent kill level reached to maximum*

All of them whispered: this is far worse than overblot

*Sliver rubbed his eyes*

Silver: What happened---- why is there a devil in front of me???

*Cluelessly spoke and looks like his mind is still into sleep*

Lilia: Silver!!!!!!!!!

All of them: Scram!!!!!!!!

*Silver ran while crying and thinking of the moments he had with his wonderful dream where the Mc gave a small crochet bear to him*

Silver running: I wished I never woke up!

••••••••

I'm dearly grateful for the creatures reblogging, following, voting and commenting at these post.

I shall continue these kind of entertainment

Now I shall grave myself once again to rest in peace.

[fluffytriceratops]

𝐀𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐇𝐞𝐫 - 𝐌𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐨 [𝐛𝐚𝐲𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞]

notes: not a request even tho i have loads of those that i need to be working on lmao. this is self indulgent as yesterday was my bday and i love mikey hehe. he's so underrated askifeigvgh- but thats okay, cuz that means i don't have to share him~ ^3^ too tired to edit so pls ignore any and all mistakes. thankies. <33 and that gif-- fjssksjdjgu so hot. O//.//O too tired for spam tonight, but have this imagine to make up for it!

warnings: mature langauge/swearing. tooth rotting fluff.

tags: @thelaundrybitch @rheawritesforfun @digitl-art-monstr @leosgirl82 @turtle-babe83 @mysticboombox @drowninghell @squirrelfurs @lec743 @post-apocalyptic-daydream @bibiz82 @raphslovemuffin80 @raphielover @tmntspidergirl

(If you would like to be tagged in my future TMNT realted posts (let me know if you want just reader insert stuff or if you want OC related content included) feel free to lemme know and I'll happily add you!)

Thank you for reading! Have a lovely day/night! Stay safe and make sure to take care of yourselves! I'm sending all the virtual hugs to you~! <3

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"Happy bir-" Michelangelo sputtered as a pillow was launched in his face, cutting off his singing. He pursed his lips in a pout as he gazed down towards a very grumpy and tired looking Y/n.

"It's 4:30 in the morning." She hissed.

"Told you she'd be pissed." Raph grumbled from behind Mikey, arms crossed over his muscular chest. Leo and Donnie were there too, and didn't seem surprised by this at all. "Technically," Donnie added, pushing up his glasses with a finger. "We all did."

"Awe, c'mon Angelcakes. It's your special day!" Mikey plopped down on her bed, making the mattress squeak and bounce under his weight. Y/n glowered, turning away from him and onto her side.

"It's 4:30 in the fucking morning." she repeated, as if that answered everything.

Mikey huffed, "Y/n," he drawled out her name, poking her side teasingly. "We have the whole day planned. And there'll be cake and presents~"

Y/n sat up, hair a mess and looking like she was about to murder somebody. "Mikey," she grabbed her alarm clock next to her bed and shoved it into his face. He snorted and shoved it away. "Y/n." he mimicked her tone, a smirk practically plastered to his pretty green face.

Y/n's shoulders sagged in annoyance. "Can't this wait till tomorrow?"

"Technically-" Her glare shut Donnie up and he flashed a sheepish and slightly apologetic smile.

"No. It can't. C'mon, don't be a party pooper. It'll be fun." Mikey tucked a few strands of her wild hair behind her ear and Y/n's cheeks warmed at the action.

"You know what will be fun?"

"Hmm?"

Y/n flopped back down and pulled her covers over her head. "Going the fuck to sleep."

Mikey rolled his eyes and let out a comically long sigh. "I guess you leave me no choice." Y/n shrieked as the blanket was pulled off of her, eveloping her in cold and causing a chill to run through her bones. Before she could so much as blink, Mikey grabbed her and hoisted her into his arms. "Leo, grab her something nice to wear. Raph and Donnie, to the batmobile!"

"Mikey I swear to- Leo you better not- put me down! Guys this isn't funny! I'm only wearing a t-shirt and undies!" Y/n slapped Mike's shell a few times but he didn't seem to care.

"Nothing we haven't seen before babes. Well, at least I haven't." Mikey teased, reaching up with his free hand and patting her bum. Y/n's face blossomed in heat and she covered it with her hands in embarrasment.

"I'm disowning all of you." She grumbled and Leo's lips lifted into a tiny smirk. "We're not related so you can't disown us."

"Unfortunetly, Fearless is right. You couldn't get rid of us even if you tried, Tiny." Y/n removed her hands from her face to glare at Raph who was clearly amused by this whole ordeal. She stuck her tongue out towards him and he mocked her by doing the same.

"Assholes. All of you are assholes."

"If it helps, I said we should just wait till 7 at the earliest." Donnie spoke up, "I know how much you like to sleep."

"And that's why you're my favourite."

Mikey slapped her ass causing the h/c haired female to yelp in surprise. "Mikey! What the hell?!"

"As your boyfriend, I should be your favouite." He stated with a huff. Though if she could see his face, she could see the amusement dancing in his eyes. Y/n once again slapped his shell, as it was the only thing she could reach being thrown over his shoulders like she was.

"You dink!"

─

When they finally got back to the lair, Y/n was surpised to see the entire place decked out. There were balloons and streamers. Fairylights, lanterns and candles. A playlist made up of her favourite songs seeping out of some speakers. They even had a disco ball creating soft sparkles of light. And snacks galore.

Y/n's eyes began to water and she reached up to cover her mouth with her hands. "You guys.." Her voiced wavered and she turned to look up at all of them with a happy tears pricking the corners of her eyes. "Thank you. You didn't have to do all of this."

"Don't thank us, it was Mikey's idea." Leo hummed, smiling down towards his friend.

"We did most of the work tho-" Raph was elbowed by the leader and he shot him a look.

Mikey all but beamed down towards his girlfriend. And even though she was in nothing but an oversized shirt and underwear, with her hair a frazzled mess and tear streaks on her face. He swore she had never looked more beautiful. Y/n didn't hesitate to wrap her arms around him, which he gratefully accepted. Scooping her up in his arms and giving her a good squeeze. She cupped his face in her hands and peppered the entire thing with kisses. Earning a happy chortle and a cute churr from the mutant.

"Thank you, Mikey baby. I love you." She mumbled, resting her forehead against his own.

"Not as much as I love you." He cooed and Raph groaned in annoyance. Faking a gag.

Y/n rolled her eyes as Mikey set her down and then she went to hug all three brothers. "Thank you guys."

"You're welcome." Donnie and Leo said in unison. But Raph could only smirk, "What, no kiss?" he teased and this time it was Y/n who elbowed him.

Y/n went to the bathroom to get changed into what Leo grabbed for her as well as get ready for the rest of the day. While she did that, the four brothers went into the kitchen to prepare her birthday breakfast.

Michelangelo made the pancake batter and worked on crisping up some turkey bacon.

Donatello started on making coffee, tea, and pink lemonade for the group.

Leonardo washed and cut up some fresh fruit.

And Raphael set up the table.

It didn't take long for Y/n to come back, wearing a cute sun dress and hair no longer a mess. She even had a bit of makeup on. Her eyes lit with amusement as she watched them all do their own thing. Raph, who had finished with the table a good while ago, was now sneaking fruit from Leo who looked like he was about to murder him. Donnie was munching on a pop tart, holding a cup of coffee in one hand as he watched Leo and Raph bicker. And Mikey was singing along to whatever song was playing, completely distracted with trying not to burn the food.

Y/n walked up to her mutant boyfriend and pecked him on the cheek in greeting, stealing a blueberry from a bowl that was sitting next to him.

"Hey, whatcha making?"

"Blueberry pancakes, your favourite." He mused, bending down to capture her mouth in a saccharine kiss. She hummed against his lips, whisking herself away to make herself a cup of coffee.

"You have good taste, Lee." She mused, leaning against the counter next to Donnie and stealing a nibble of his pop tart. He didn't seem to mind.

Leo smiled, glad she had liked what he picked out for her. "It is your dress, so I didn't do much."

Y/n shrugged, "Still. You picked well."

They chatted for a bit among themselves before Leo left to get Splinter and they all sat down at the table to munch on a very early breakfast. And despite still being tired, Y/n had to admit, she was having a great time and was glad they pulled her out of bed.

After breakfast, they all helped clean up before playing a bunch of board and card games. This included monopoly, uno, the game of life, gin rummy, and poker. Of course, Mikey wanted to play strip poker- but it was clear it was only to see Y/n in her birthday suit.

After playing for a few hours, April, Casey and Vern came down to the lair. Bringing lunch which consisted of burgers and french fries.

They talked and laughed for a while as they ate. Y/n had her legs splayed across Mike's lap and he rest his hands on them. Giving them a soft squeeze every now and then.

Eventually, half way during the conversastion, Y/n grew quiet. Simply staring at Mikey with a small and content smile on her soft pink lips. Mikey, feeling her gaze, turning his baby blues onto her with a grin. "What's up?" He hummed, squeezing her leg again.

"You're beautiful." She mumbled, smile only growing.

Mikey's face heated with a blush and she swore he shone as bright as the sun. "Aren't I supposed to say that to you?"

Y/n shrugged. "I guess I beat you to it."

Mikey let out a small laugh. "I guess you did. C'mere." He reached for her hand and pulled her onto his lap, wrapping his arms around her from behind and planting a few tender kisses to the exposed skin of her shoulder. Y/n bit her lip to contain her giggles, hardley being able to stop from grinning as he rest his chin on her shoulder and continued talking to the group as if this little interaction had never happened.

After lunch, they piled into the living room to play some video games and watch one of Y/n's favourite tv series with her. She chose Gossip Girl, and she wasn't surprised when they all got into it.

Even Raph who tended to claim he didn't like to watch "girl shows". Everyone always knew he was bullshitting.

"He's so hot." April hummed, leaning back in her seat and missing the offended look on Casey's face.

"I know." Y/n hummed, "Chuck Bass is the best."

"I thought I was the best." Mikey teased from next to her, biting her cheek softly.

"True. But he's.."

"Chuck Bass." April chimed and Y/n giggled at the reference. "Also true."

"I don't get it, why aren't Blair and Chuck together when it's so clear they wanna be with each other?" Raphael grumbled, gesturing towards the two on the television.

"Because he's afraid to feel." Casey piped up, making it sound so obvious.

"Maybe he doesn't want to corrupt her?" Donnie added, sipping a juice box contendedly.

"I think it's because he just wants to have sex with multiple girls. He's not the settling type." Vern said, popping a chip into his mouth. "In other words, a man whore."

April and Y/n shared a look. "I think he's talking about himself here."

"Yes, he must be." They jested and Vern rolled his eyes. His phone beeped and he was quick to pull it out to check the notification.

"That's work. I gotta cut this party short, I'm afraid." He stood up, handing the chip bag to Raph before approaching Y/n and planting a quick kiss to her temple. "Happy birthday, kiddo."

Y/n smiled, accepting the small box he handed to her. She opened it up, revealing a gold necklace with a single gold daisy pendant. "Awe, Vern, it's beautiful. Thank you." She pried Mikey's arm off of her and stood to give him a quick hug. Vern seemed rather pleased with himself that she liked his gift. (He actually called April for tips to make sure he got her something she liked-)

"You're welcome, Y/n. I'll see you later." He said his goodbyes to the rest of the group before leaving.

Mikey helped Y/n put her necklace on and then they continued watching a few more episodes of Gossip Girl before deciding to order dinner, which was chinese. April and Casey decided to pick it up but they had a while before it was ready so they played some COD Black Ops 2 zombies to pass the time.

Y/n lay comfortably against Mikey as he played with Casey, Raph and Leo. Donnie elected to sit on the sidelines and watch. He, April and Y/n were currently betting on who would kill the most zombies.

Casey was in last place, as predicted. But Raph actually won by three more kills than Mikey.

Y/n groaned as she slapped a five dollar bill in Donnie's exposed hand. She had bet on Mikey, of course. While April bet on Leo. Casey seemed mildly offended by that, which she found amusing.

After enjoying a delicious dinner, which Y/n couldn't even finish since there was so much of it. Thankfully, Mikey was more than willing to eat her leftovers. They went back into the living area for Y/n to open her gifts.

Casey was first, he had gotten her a lovely new hoodie in her favourite color. With a pair of socks with turtles on them. Which she found utterly fantastic.

April was next, she got Y/n her favourite body spray, lotion, and a pack of scrunchies. Paired with a bottle of wine and a gift card to one of her favourite shops.

Leo followed, he got her some new teas to try and two adorable mugs for her growing collection.

Raph went next, giving her a massive blanket which he had knit himself. This was paired with a few plushies as he knew she loved them. One of them was even a turtle.

Donnie went after Raph, as Mikey insisted on being last. He got her a gift card to her favourite coffee shop/cafe as well as three new books she had be itching to get her hands on.

Master Splinter followed Donnie. He had gotten Y/n some new potted plants he had picked out just for her. One which included her favourite kind of flowers. He also gave her a scrap book he made with pictures of his sons when they were younger. They all groaned and complained at that, but there was no way in hell she wasn't seeing and keeping those photos.

Finally, it was Mikey's turn.

He had gotten her some fancy pens and a new journal because he knew she was an aspiring writer and loved to write. He also gave her some handmade jewlery he had made specially for her. She adored the turtle charm hanging from one of the bracelets. This followed by an acrylic painting of the city. Yes, he painted it himself. And then a small leather book that looked quite worn.

Y/n's eyebrows furrowed and she glanced up at him in question. But Mikey could only smile down at her, clearly excited, and even a tad nervous, for her to see what was inside.

When she opened the book, Y/n's eyes widened in shock. She was so gobsmacked, she didn't know what to say.

The entire thing was filled with his drawings. And they weren't drawings of just anything, they were all of her.

Tears pooled in those big e/c orbs of hers as she flipped through the sketch book. Pencil, charcol, pen, colored pencil- you name it. He used it all. And that wasn't the only thing. Each drawing had a date scribbled in his writing. And it started long before they had even started dating.

"Oh my god.. Mikey.." Her voice wavered and lip trembled as she continued to look at the drawings.

She remembered some of them, too. As some were drawn during specific moments. Like one where she was reading a book while leaning against her bedroom window as it rained. One where she was flower picking out in the country on a trip they took one time. Another where she was hunched over her desk, writing away in one of her many journals.

Turning to face her beloved boyfriend, Y/n couldn't help but cry as she embraced him. Throwing her arms around his neck and nuzzling her face into him. Mikey could only laugh, shoulders shaking lightly as he wrapped his arms around her, pressing his face into her shoulder and taking a large inhale.

The other's sent them looks, clearly confused on why she was crying and what was in the book. Donnie reached over and grabbed it gently, clicking his tongue once he saw what was inside.

"Do you like it?" Mikey mumbled, and Y/n pulled away a bit so she could look at him in astonishment. "Do I like it? Mikey, I love it. This is the most romantic thing anyone has ever done for me. Thank you." He cupped her face with his much larger hands and swiped away her still falling tears.

"Of course, anything for my Angelcakes." He hummed, pressing a kiss to her cute nose. "I love you."

Y/n's heart swelled, she didn't think she could ever feel more happy. "I love you more."

"I love you most." Michel quipped, quoting Tangled and making Y/n roll her eyes playfully. "Impossible." She hummed, pressing a firm but tender kiss to his lips.

"Wow, Mike, you really went all out huh?" Casey mused, after chancing a peak inside the sketchbook.

Mikey beamed, "Like I said, anything for her."

"You just had to out do us, ya little shit." Raph teased, smirking towards his younger brother.

"But of course."

─

After chatting for a while they put in some of Y/n's favourite movies. Eventually, April and Casey had to leave and wished everyone a goodnight and Y/n one final happy birthday before leaving together.

One by one the mutant turtles left, until it was just Michelangelo and Y/n left.

A movie still played in the background and they were laying on the couch, all cuddled up under Y/n's new blanket together.

Mikey's hand rubbed her back, slowly moving up and down while she rest her cheek against his chest. Legs tangled together and hearts beating as one.

"Are you still mad that I woke you up so early?" Michel asked, glancing away from the screen and towards his beloved.

Y/n moved her head so she was looking up at him. She couldn't help but smile. "No. This was quite possibly the best birthday I've ever had. Thank you." She leaned up and brushed her lips against his own and Mikey hummed in delight.

"I'm glad. That's all I wanted... But y'know.. there is one gift I haven't given you yet."

Y/n arched a brow in confusion before she noticed the massive smirk crawling onto his face. "Mikey, we can't do it here-" she was cut off as once again Mikey delivered a swift smack to her ass. Y/n squealed and Mikey took this chance to flip the two of them so she was on the bottom.

Then he peppered her entire body with kisses. ;)

[no-thoughts-only-soup]

To Secure/Risk it all

Chapter 7

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11

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They were running. Running and shooting. Running and shooting while Curt narrated it all.

“Christian shoots the three guards in front of us while Den chucks a knife at the guy coming from the right, and Ivan— SHIT!”

Curt ducked around the corner, bullets blazing past where he’d been a second ago.

Fuck, this was harder than he thought. Then again, usually when he was narrating there was no pressure or incoming danger, much less running around. This was far worse than a regular scenario. Simply narrating the enemies away didn’t work either; turns out that outside interference wasn’t controllable like their made-up mooks they usually sicced on each other. And that meant no Thanos-snapping them away. The only thing he could do was use his power to allow his friends to go on a killing spree.

“Curt? A bit of help here!” Ivan shouted, pointing at another set of guards running towards them.

Pushing aside his thoughts, Curt focused. “Ivan shoots the first guy, he explodes and takes out the rest.”

Ivan did, but then immediately turned around and frowned at Curt. “Wait how? Do the guards here just carry explosives around or something?”

Christian laughed heartily. “We’re literally getting shot at and Ivan’s all like ‘wait that’s not realistic’.”

“Wait, wait! Can I have a bazooka?” Kristine loudly asked.

“Fuck it, sure. Kristine pulls out a bazooka and blasts the guys Ivan shot at; making them explode.”

“YEAAHHHHHHH!” She whooped as a large bazooka materialized in her hands and then took a shot at more guards.

“Now we’re talking.” Den smirked. “Gimme me one next.”

Before he could, though, Den’s eyes widened and she suddenly grabbed his wrist, pulling him around the corner. Christian took down a few more guards and they all started running again.

Damn, he really should’ve let Den narrate. Not only did he continuously have to narrate everything to keep their powers working, but he and Kristine were the only ones with any knowledge of the facility’s layout. And Kristine was too busy playing shooting gallery with the guards. Meaning he was the only one to guide them at the moment.

“Den, uh, mows down the guys in front, Ivan takes — oh god — down the ones from the right. Kristine — shit — blasts behind her—“

Suddenly, Christian and Ivan pushed him down behind a few conveniently placed crates — and bullets rained above them.

“Yo Curt, got a plan?” Christian yelled above the loud noises. “Cuz I doubt we’re gonna make it running around like this!”

Curt hissed as a bullet flew by a bit too close for his liking. “Front gate gotta be packed, but I was hoping to get to the garage anyways. If we can get a truck…”

“Curt, I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but we’re getting pinched from all sides here!” Ivan snarkily remarked, arms coiled around his gun. Not that there was an opening to shoot back.

“Kristine, if I focus on keeping us alive, can you guide us to the garage?” Curt asked her, pressing himself down to the ground as the wall behind them slowly started whittling down, showering them with bits of brick, plaster and other kinds of debris. “You also know where the garage is, right?”

Kristine stared blankly at him. “Uhhhhhh…”

“KRISTINE!”

Christian cut between the two of them. “Ok, not to be a party pooper, but even if we do that, we don’t know if they’re guarding that too. We could be walking into an ambush for all we know.”

Curt paused, thought, and sighed. “You’re right. We’ve got no clue on where to go. Ugh, if only one of us could scout ahead, but they’d get shot instantly…”

Suddenly, Den waved her arm, grabbing their attention, all while smiling widely. “Wait, wait! Let me stab Ivan!”

“Den! Now’s not the time!” Ivan protested. “Can you pause your murder hobo tendencies for one second?”

“No, no, I actually have a good reason this time!” Den grinned, waiting in her explanation for Christian and Kristine to finish firing back at the guards when they reloaded, and finally returning to save cover. “If one of us dies in a scenario, they become a ghost, right? So if I kill Ivan, he can go through the walls and scout ahead!”

They all paused, letting the words sink in. And then they fell into a cacophony of agreements.

“Wait, actually…”

“YES! YES!”

“Oh damn, she’s cooking.”

It even swayed Ivan’s stance as he shuffled closer to her. “Alright, not gonna lie, that’s a good argument. Ok, stab me Den. Stab me like one of your French girls.”

And as they all giggled, an idea popped into Curt’s head, and he smiled devilishly.

“Actually, wait.” He interrupted them. “I’ve got a better idea…”

Ivan raised an eyebrow. “What?”

Curt grinned, and he could almost see the chill running up Ivan’s spine. “Remember how you saw SCP-096’s — the Shy Guy’s — face? Which triggers him?”

Ivan was silent for a whole 5 seconds, slowly processing what Curt said. Until it clicked.

“Oh wait, OH SHIT!”

“Close your eyes!” Curt yelled at the rest of them as his squeezed his eyes shut. “The Shy Guy bursts through the wall…”

And just as he said, there was a large noise as the wall behind them practically blew up, and Ivan screamed.

Ivan’s gonna kill me later for this. “…And KILLS Ivan!”

His words were followed by an inhuman screech. A second later, a bloodcurdling and sickening crunch of bones being violently broken. Curt could feel a warm liquid splatter onto his face. It tasted like iron.

The noises fell to a brief, chilling silence. Silence that was broken by panicked screaming and shooting a distance away. Another terrifying screech, and just like Curt predicted, the squad of guards that had been firing at them were audibly slaughtered.

But he still kept his eyes closed. He still couldn’t risk it. And he kept them closed as the sounds of the beast slowly started getting farther and farther away.

Ivan’s voice rang out. “You guys can look, it’s gone.”

And while it was an exercise of trust, Curt did indeed open his eyes. And winched upon seeing Ivan’s mangled corpse.

“Damn he really did a number on ya.” Christian offhandedly remarked, though Curt could sense the shock creeping in his voice.

“Yeah, I need to step up my stabbing game after this.” Den noted, eyes wide.

“Wait,” Kristine suddenly piped up “if we all turn into ghosts, why don’t we just kill each other and float out of here?”

Curt winced. He had thought about that option. Ever since he found out about the truth. It seemed like a good idea. But there was an issue…

“We don’t know how the resurrection works exactly. We come back to life, yeah, but what if that means we return to our bodies? If we leave them behind, that just means we’re literally handing ourselves to the foundation.”

Christian groaned. “Aw man, that means we gotta drag Ivan’s corpse around.”

Den chuckled. “He’s literally dead weight.”

They all laughed at that, and although they couldn’t tell because of the sunglasses, they knew Ivan was rolling his eyes at them. “Whatever, not my problem anymore.”

Curt rolled his eyes back at him. “Go scout already.”

And Ivan huffed for a split second before flying through the wall. Curt narrated how they stuffed Ivan’s corpse into a backpack (a pink one with rainbows, of course) which Den volunteered to carry. Curt noted how the weight of a whole body didn’t seem to hinder her, until he reminded himself of the reality warping powers and put it to rest.

The sounds of footsteps suddenly got louder, and they booked it.

It would have been nice if Ivan could warn them ahead, Curt mused. But it was more important to know whether or not there was an escape route.

“Just how big is this place?” Den complained as she turned yet another corner.

“To be honest I never paid any attention to the map.” Kristine confessed. She briefly turned around and shot one of the guards that were chasing after them.

Christian copied her. “Curt?”

“I dunno man,” Curt panted as he tried to work out the best route “I’m starting to think they gave me a false map.”

“And why are there so many guards!?” Kristine yelled as the two she shot were quickly replaced. “Seriously I don’t remember there being this many!”

“Let’s focus on surviving until Ivan returns!” Curt half-yelled, though in the back of his mind, a small voice wondered if they could.

They were suddenly stopped when a broadcast screen lightened up. It showed a bit of static before the screen turned white, with a single black arrow pointing down the hallway.

Curt’s brain broke for a moment, but he didn’t get time to gather himself, as Kristine grabbed his hand and pulled him to that same hallway.

“Wait!” He yelled after her. “Why are we following that?”

“Because they’re helping us, duh!” She yelled back.

Curt pulled his hand from her grasp, but he kept running with the group. “And you’re just gonna trust some random ass monitor!?”

“Well, if it’s the same person who helped us last time, we can trust them, right?” Den pointed out.

“AND WHAT IF THEY AREN’T!?” Curt yelled back. “AM I THE ONLY ONE NOT TRUSTING THIS!?”

But they still ran, and as the last word left Curt’s lips, another monitor lightened up, though this one did not display an arrow. Instead, it showed them a message:

- Curt has the right emotion, find the room that belongs to it.

Beat.

“BITCH IS THERE A DISTRUST ROOM!? ONLY SANE PERSON ROOM!?”

But Christian and Den looked at each other. “Panic room.” They nodded.

And Curt… sighed. “Well, you’re not wrong…”

“Besides,” Christian smirked, “you really think we’re gonna get anywhere with Kristine at the front and Ivan scouting ahead.”

“Hey!”

“Nah, you got a point.” Curt conceded, also realizing everyone was getting tired. “Alright, you know the way Kristine?”

“Yes! I know some things you know!”

And they laughed as they ran, Kristine guiding them. Something tugged in the back of Curt’s mind, but it was to preoccupied by keeping everyone alive to see what it was. Only when they neared the panic room was it that Curt mentally paused, and his eyes widened.

“Guys, wait! We can’t go in! If we do we’ll be trapped like-“

But they already barged inside, dragging Curt with them, Den slamming the door shut the second everyone was in.

“…rats.” Curt sighed.

A ghostly form took their attention, shrugging. “Well, all the exits are packed, so we’re stuck here anyways.” Ivan noted. Although he said it nonchalantly, there was an tense undertone in his voice.

Kristine raised an eyebrow. “You got here quick.”

“Remember the same weirdo from the last SCP shenanigans? They told me to come to the panic room.”

“And they didn’t use a riddle?” Den questioned, until the obvious zinger got her to grin.

Christian beat her to the punch. “Of course not, Ivan wouldn’t have figured that shit out!”

Kristine and Den laughed with Christian, with Ivan pouting at them. Even Curt could feel a chuckle bubbling up from his throat, but the severity of the situation prevented him from laughing outright. They were trapped. At any moment, the foundation, no, Snee and his goons would figure out where they were. They were ripe for picking.

At that moment, just in time to stop him from having another panic attack, one of the computer screens lit up. And before their eyes, words were typed on the screen.

- Good! You’re all here!

“Dude, who even are you?” Ivan asked. “Are you with the foundation or not?”

The computer screen trilled unexpectedly, almost reminiscent of laughter.

- Come on Ivan, I know you’re not the smartest ಥ‿ಥ

The emoji caught Curt off guard, but the person started typing again.

- But did you really forget about me that quickly? (���㉨✪)

And it hit Curt like a truck.

…No. It’s impossible.

“…Chilly?”

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Note: I don't end chapters based on word count. I end them on how much of punch the cliffhanger is.

[whyse7vn]

IS JIN BALD? -

[ ot7 x reader ]

ARMY FR 🧑‍🦲🇰🇷

8 participants - 8 online

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jungkook: fuck a grammy fr lol

y/n: that shit was how long ago?

yoongi: we are in 2023.

jin: get over it pussy

tae: smooth like butter bro

namjoon: ??

jimin: hobi fell it was funny

hobi: DONT BRING MY TRUMA UP SOMEONE TELL HIM!!!

jk: i am over it

jin: clearly not

namjoon: move forward and focus on work

y/n: he basically said get over it you bitch

jk: i am over it

jin: sure

yoongi: was kinda disappointing tho

y/n: omg yoongi 🥺

here for you bae

tae: can you be there for me pls

y/n: i’m hungry

tae: eat me!!

jk: what

jin: SAME

sorry caps

same.

the hungry part not the eat me part

jimin left the gc

y/n: omg ???

jin: it was about time so sorry was SICK of him

namjoon added jimin to the gc !

jin: jimin my bff hey !!!

jimin: fuck you

jin: remember when namjoon fell down those stairs that one time

y/n: YES LMWSOSODODOFOCOZOOXOX

jimin: OMG YEAH

yoongi: yeah lol

hobi: LMAO

namjoon: 😐

jin: sorry was just thinking about it

namjoon: it was so embarrassing

hobi: at least it was only us that saw it!

jk: it’s okay one time i cried during sex can’t get any more embarrassing than that!!

yoongi: what

jimin: why would u admit to-

y/n: LAMOOO now THAT was fr funny snot coming out his nose and everything

yoongi: double what

tae: wait

hobi: 🤨

y/n: nvm i lied what.

jimin: thought it would be yoongi first ngl

namjoon: moving on

yoongi: 🫣

y/n: and was

jk: HUH ?

y/n: surprise

jin: omg

yoongi: lol

namjoon: MOVING ON

jimin: 👺 👺👺👺👺👺👺👺

what an ugly fucking emoji

who though it would be a good idea what is it’s purpose

tae: looks like you

jin: truth

jimin: fuck you

tae: 👺

hobi: i kinda like it

👺👺👺👺👺👺👺

funky

y/n: hate it

jimin: see the whore gets it!

yoongi: jimin

jimin: ooo scary

namjoon: …

jimin: /j lolz

you guys are NO fun i mean it

tae: cry my a river

hobi: i want you to cry

jin: guys

y/n: cry for me

namjoon: yeah

yoongi: the answer is no to what ever ur about to say

jin: omg?! what a party pooper

jk: party

hobi: pop

*pooper

pop pop pop

jin: anyways

do you think i look good bald 🥺?

yoongi: …

y/n: what

hobi: sure

namjoon: yeah

jimin: ig?

jk: ur bald???????

jin: u guys are so fucking fake it’s unreal

jimin: 🙏🏻

jk: ur bald fr?!

y/n: do you think wonho wants me

cuz i want him

jimin: NO LMAO

yoongi: i don’t see why not

y/n: omg yoongi my number 1 supporter love u down fr 🙏🏽🥺

jk: i’m confused is jin fr bald?

namjoon: tae is that you playing the trumpet rn?

tae: yeah sound ok?

namjoon: no

pls stop

tae: 😟

jimin: give up i say

hobi: sick and tried

y/n: BUT I DONT WANNA MESS UP CUZ LIFE GOES ONNNNN

ate that

hobi: 110%

jimin: flopped

jk: IS HE BALD??????

y/n: i used to be a certified lover boy..

jimin: but-

yoongi: nvm

jin: don’t you fucking dare

hobi:

…

i have to admit this one makes me giggle a lil but also i fr did write this one after the grammys happened then i forgot about it so i had to change a bunch of shit still love it tho

[hobiebrownismygod]

Hi!

I'm literally over the moon to discover a desi ATSV writer, I saw your OC description and I was taken immediately🖤

I saw that you have nothing for Miguel so I am here for a Miguel x desi f!reader - fake dating/wedding edition.

- Miguel is invited to Pav's dimension for a wedding, he has zero clue on the wedding scene so he employed LYLA to help but she told him to ask his neighbor

- Reader isn't all that enthusiastic bc Miguel has been a jerk before, she agrees and starts with each day like Sangeet, Haldi etc. Takes Miguel Kurta shopping (yes he's in an all black one like Hrithik Roshan)

- Makes him watch K3G as part of the lessons. While throwing in how desi aunties are basically going to match make, Miguel suggests reader goes with him to this wedding as a date to "ward off aunties"

- As a brown girl it's not hard to slip into helping out at a function but since Miguel is glued to reader he's helping too now the Aunties are whipped. Ladies are swooning and reader is looking at Papi Miggy differently

- Especially after a shoe change when she took off her jhanjaras and asked him to keep it and she finds it later on his wrists.

- reader gets too close to take a look and now - those bangles are caught on his kurta. Miguel had no idea what the big deal was but he remembered the movie.

cue the drums because now

Please feel to change this request however you'd like and there's zero rush too. Your comfortability and convenience come first.

Thank you x

Hi, I'm so sorry this is taking so long to write 😭

I swear I'm in the process and it'll be done soon, I'll tag you in it I SWEARR

I did have to change a couple of the criteria cuz it was getting really long and a little confusing to write also I've never watched K3G I'm sorry but I tried to watch clips of it on YouTube

in the meanwhile have a preview <3

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"No."

"Aww, come on, don't be such a party-pooper. You'll have fun!"

Miguel squinted at his AI, an annoyed look plastered across his face. "I said no. I'm not going to a wedding, Lyla."

"You can't turn down an invitation from Pavitr! Come on, do you need me to ask him to give you the 'look' again?" Lyla asked teasingly, teleporting in front of Miguel and shoving her phone into his face, Pav's puppy-dog expression visible on the FaceTime call she had him on. "How can you say no to that face?"

"Ugh."

Miguel waved her out of his way with a grunt. "Come on uncle, I promise you'll never go to a grander wedding! These people are close friends of my auntie's and I'm telling you, they put so much effort into their parties" Pav explained, his voice emanating from the phone Lyla had refused to put down. "Its not a normal wedding. Its an Indian wedding. What would I even do there? No."

Miguel was trying to focus on the screen in front of him, tracing out the dimensional map for some new anomaly chase he'd been planning on assigning out. "Come on, I'll explain it all to you! Or even better...you could have Y/N do it" Pavitr said with a grin, tilting his head to the side as he looked at Miguel through the screen.

Miguel froze at the mention of your name, his expression softening slightly. "You invited my neighbor?" he asked Pav, an dumbstruck look on his face. "Yes. She's very nice and she told me she hasn't been to a function in a long time. Besides, Maya Auntie told me to invite all my friends." Pav responded with a sly shrug.

"Since when are the two of you friends?"

"Since I helped fix her rooftop that your battle with that anomaly ruined."

"So its settled then. Miguel, you're going, final say." Pav gave Lyla a high five through the screen.

"No-" Miguel began to argue back, but the two of them were completely convinced. He knew there would be no point in trying to turn it down at this point, as Pavitr and Lyla would most definitely succeed in forcing him to this wedding, no matter how much he objected.

You were a very out-spoken civilian who lived fairly close to the bounds of the Spider Society. Because of this, you were often affected by the fights that would happen in and out of the society, some of these leading to actual property damage. Even then, your spirts were high and you ended up getting to know a lot of the Spider-people that passed by, even becoming friends with some of them, including Pav.

As for Miguel, the two of you had a complicated relationship. Miguel tried to be nice to you but you barely tolerated him. After all, he'd built his society next to the home your family had lived in for decades. He'd actually asked you to move and even offered to relocate you but you and your family had refused. And thats when you decided that he was a jerk and that you'd try to steer away from him and his problems.

But apparently, he needed your help now.

[starlahuskyz]

Chances - Chapter 17

Summary: Marko and Jordan go for a night out with the boys, and things are all over the place. Withheld secrets, familiar yet mysterious figures, and bottled up emotions confuse them.

I'm back with a longer chapter, I'm trying to make longer chapters for you guys so I hope you guys like it.

Chapter 16 <<< >>> Chapter 18

TW// Vomit, Stalking

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It had been roughly a month since Jordan’s “initiation” via jumping off a bridge and she had started spending a majority of her time with the boys ever since. And her relationship with Marko had also blossomed a lot ever since their first kiss. It’s sickeningly sweet, they had become inseparable and were always trying to be with each other no matter what. 

Either way, this night was like any other. The boys and Jordan were all in the cave just enjoying the night, David sitting in his wheelchair as usual, Marko and Jordan sitting on the old couch together watching Dwayne and Laddie play fight with Paul instigating.

“Ladies, and gents! You are about to witness the fight of the century! One like never before!” Paul sits on an elevated beam in the ceiling of the cave and points towards the entrance of the cave. “On this side, the big man himself, the predator, the king of the jungle, the man who will fold you in half like a lawn chair, DWAYNE!” He plays a tape on the boombox of some rock music meanwhile Dwayne boasts and makes a grand entrance. Marko cheers for his brother leaving Jordan to roll her eyes. “And in this corner we got, the little man, the smallest vampire, a child who gives the gremlins a run for their money, the creature who will bite your ankles and never let go, LADDIE!” He continues playing the tape and Laddie makes his grand entrance as well. He smears what appears to be some kind of war paint on his face and growls in dominance. Jordan cheers him on, as she had been training him for this very moment and Marko only laughs thinking it’s curtains for Laddie. Paul jumps from his spot and stands between them, “Alright guys, I want a clean fight. No hitting above the shoulders, no throwing each other around, no wet willies, no noogies, no using fire, and no swearing.” The three of them look at each other for a moment and throw their heads back in laughter. “I’m joking, THERE ARE NO RULES AROUND HERE! Except for killing each other or touching David cuz he’s a party pooper.”

“Just shut up and fight already!” David barks while lighting a cigarette.” And with that Paul backs up and begins his countdown. Marko and Jordan meanwhile place their bets on who will win. “Dwayne’s gonna crush that kid, Laddie ain’t got a chance.” Jordan scoffs, “You only say that because he’s big. He’s at a disadvantage cuz Laddie can zoom around much faster than he can. And…he bites.” 

Marko looks at Jordan and smirks “You wanna make a wager on that?” Jordan looked at him with her eyebrow raised “Depends…what are we wagering?” 

“Loser has to take the other out for dinner.”

“You’ve got a deal.” Jordan grabbed Marko’s hand and shook it with conviction. At the same time, Laddie was being thrown straight in their direction and onto Marko’s lap.

“Sorry, uncle Marko.” Laddie looked up at him before getting off of him, but before he could continue his battle, Jordan stopped him and gave him some advice. “Give him hell bud, remember what I taught you. Don’t let him grab you, and if he does then bite him wherever you can reach.” Laddie nods in confirmation and with a battle cry he runs back at Dwayne. Paul walks over and plops himself onto Marko’s lap much to his dismay and says “So, how are my two favorite love birds doing? Enjoying the show?” Marko huffed and shoved Paul off of him. “I would be enjoying the show, if you didn’t put your fat ass on me.”

Paul put his head on Marko’s lap “Thank you for the compliment babe.” Marko lets out the tiniest growl in frustration and Jordan pats his head running a hand through his golden curls. While the twins bicker between each other, Jordan watches the fight and sees Laddie using string lights to tie Dwayne’s feet together while he has trouble reaching for the little rat. After bounding Dwayne’s feet together, he yanks the lights and sends Dwayne falling onto his side. He then grabs a metal rod and starts beating him like a piñata. Paul and Marko laugh like hyenas at the display in front of them. It’s short lived however, Dwayne grabs the rod and frees himself. He throws the rod aside and with a firm hold of the boy's ankles he spins around at a dangerous speed making the others laugh at the display. It even gets a chuckle out of David. 

At the same time, Michael and Star entered through the mouth of the cave entrance and saw what was happening. Michael started laughing along with the others, Star on the other hand was less than pleased. “Dwayne! Stop whatever this is and put Laddie down now!”

Dwayne and looked over and sighed exasperatedly “We were only having fun, Star.” He finally put Laddie down on his own two feet, only for him to fall over due to his dizziness. Paul got up and put his hands up “We will have to put this fight on hold for now, but it was fun while it lasted.”

David rose from his chair surprised by Michael and Star’s arrival. “What brings you here? I’ll assume you came for Laddie?” Michael walked up and picked up the dizzy child and Star explained “We didn’t have any plans tonight, so we came to get Laddie now instead of later.” Laddie finally came to and groaned, “Do I have to? I wanna stay and play with Dwayne.” Star wiped the paint off of his face and said “I know you do sweetie, but we have to go.”

“Do you have to? Why can’t we just spend the night together? We are all one big family right?” David raised his eyebrow questioningly. Paul gets up and races to throw his arm over Star’s shoulders “Cmon! Pleeeaaaassseee?”

“It can’t have been that long since we’ve hung out…right?” Michael asks, David comes over slinging an arm onto Michael's shoulders.

“It’s been too long, one night won’t hurt you, Michael.” David stared at Michael with his icy blue eyes making him stiffen up, David’s gaze was enough to put a slight twinge of pressure on his mind.

“I mean, I guess you’re right. But what would you guys even wanna do?” Paul raises his hand, having an idea for a potential night plan.

“I say we go to the boardwalk and have some fun, and since we got some lovebirds in the building we can have a sappy couple’s night while we are at it.” Everyone looks at each other and Michael speaks first.

“Boardwalk sounds good, I don’t know about the whole couple’s night though…” He looks at David who he already knows is gonna third wheel the crap out of Michael and Star's fun tonight. Star then asks “Wait, if this is supposed to be a couple’s night…who’s going to watch Laddie?” Paul strolls over and takes Laddie right out of Michael’s arms.

“Don’t worry sweetie, me and Dwayne will watch him. And if we end up getting busy then I’ll hand him over to Jordan and Marko if they aren’t busy eating each other’s faces on the beach.” Jordan pipes up. 

“If you think I’m bothered by you airing that out to everyone then you’re wrong, and for your information, I like eating Marko’s face.” Marko gets up and pulls Jordan up with him. 

“He’s trying to get a rise out of you, don’t bother.” He makes his way past the others towards the exit of the cave and punches Paul on the shoulder to get him back for the comment. Paul only giggled and walked over to Jordan. “Don’t take it personally, I’ve eaten his face plenty of times too…” Jordan only gave him a side eye and just walked off in a huff.

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The boardwalk was as busy as ever, plenty of people swarmed the area looking for some fun for the night. Everyone had gone their own separate ways to do whatever activity they wanted to do. Michael, Star and David went to check out some shops, Paul and Dwayne went to take Laddie on some rides, and Marko and Jordan were just walking around looking for something to do. As they walked through crowds of people, they held each other’s hands as a way to not get separated. 

Jordan was the first to ask about what to do, she hadn’t quite planned to go to the boardwalk tonight so she was pretty much out of ideas for the time being. “So, you got any ideas for any mischief you wanna get up to?” 

Marko scoffed “Mischief is my middle name. Of course I have some ideas, we got an hour or two to kill. Let’s hit up the haunted castle ride and scare the shit outta some stupid teens.”

“Ugh, I don’t like that ride…I say we do something else.” Marko raised an eyebrow and pulled Jordan aside towards the railing abruptly. He looks at her incredulously and Jordan stares back confused “...what?”

“So you’re telling me, you’re a scary vampire who could easily rip out anyone’s throat and yet you’re scared of a wimpy ride for kids? That’s adorable…” He put his hands on her face and squeezed while gushing about her fear of the ride.

“Shut up! I’m not scared of the ride…I’m just scared of a very specific thing that isn’t exclusive to scary rides but just so happens to be on that ride.” She pulled away from him and he just laughed.

“Yeah, you can't stand spiders. Like the one that was in your room.” He then put a hand to head mimicking, albeit in a very exaggerated manner, what happened that night. “Oh, my sweet and strong husband, Marko! Save me from this HORRIBLE BEAST!”

“You know I didn’t say it like that, and also screw you because that spider was scary looking.” She crossed her arms while he placed his hands on her hips pulling her close.

“Well, no matter what you gotta admit…I did get rid of it. I was brave and you know it.” He left a peck on her nose while grabbing her hand and pulling her somewhere.

“Wait-where are we going then?” He didn’t even look back at her and just kept walking along taking her god knows where.

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Eventually they found themselves at the entrance of the sky glider ride, Marko always told her it was a good way of scoping out a good meal and throwing paper balls at random strangers just for the hell of it. As they approached the ride vehicle to board it, the ride operator gave Marko a look of what seemed to be annoyance. While he didn’t say anything to his face, Marko kept his gaze on the operator even as he and Jordan boarded. As they started moving upwards they could hear a distant yelp from the operator who was freaking out over…something.

“The hell was that about?” Jordan looked at Marko who was busy looking at the many people beneath him.

“I don’t like that guy, so I gave him a rat.” He smirked while scoping out for a victim.

Jordan remembered how vampires could perform mind tricks on people and let out a huff. “That’s right…I never understood how that stuff works.” 

“It’s easier than you think, it’s all about getting into someone’s mind and finding their weakness. Once you do, you can toy with them all you want.” He leaned over and draped a heavy arm over her shoulders. Marko still didn’t really understand how Jordan could manage to block him off mentally, it takes a lot of tension and effort to keep a vampire out. He took it as a sign that she was hardly vulnerable to anyone, weakness was not an option for her. Despite that, Marko was still determined to find out what she was truly like, for as much as he already loved her he didn’t really get to see a more vulnerable side to her. To say he craved being the one to know all her secrets would be an understatement. He spoke again “Speaking of weakness, what would you say is yours?”

Jordan looked at him “My weakness? Why would you wanna know that?”

“Relax, I don’t plan on doing anything bad, I just wanna know. If you plan on being my mate, you’re gonna have to let me into that head of yours at some point. You can’t hide your secrets forever.” He intertwined his fingers into her raven hair and leaned into her side, nipping her neck slightly. She put her hands on his shoulders and pushed him away.

“Maybe later, not right now though.” She looked off into the ocean watching as the piers in the distance casted subtle lights onto the ocean’s surface. 

Marko rolled his eyes, feeling a twinge of frustration. “Why do you say that?” 

“What do you mean?” She looked at him confused.

“Whenever I ask about your past or anything intimate, you always say you’ll tell me next time. But next time never comes. Why can’t you tell me now? Are you scared I’ll do something?”  

Jordan cringed, she thought about how all of her problems stemmed from her giving out too much info all at once. Allowing for anyone to slink on by and have her wrapped around their fingers. Although she still did realize how unfair it was to stay completely bottled up. Especially considering how Marko has been with her this past month. So she decided not to leave him in the dark this time and tell him something.

“I know I say that a lot, but it’s not because I plan to keep it to myself forever. It’s because I always say too much and end up getting in trouble. So I don’t wanna say too much at once, even if we are dating I don’t want to take any chances with my luck. Knowing me, I feel like I just make things worse when I overshare.”

“Okay, but what if I WANTED to know everything about you? If you only leave little crumbs for me I’ll starve. You don’t want to make a cute little guy like me go hungry do you?” Marko gives her his best puppy eyes and she chuckles.

“You’ll be okay, I’ll tell you one day. Only thing is that I hate sharing information that either puts me or someone else in danger. If it ain’t anyone else’s problem, then no one else should have to know.

Marko raised an eyebrow at that statement, he was starting to make efforts in trying to piece together what might’ve caused her to be this way. “Well…will you tell me one day? Please? I’ll be a good boy for you, I promise.”

“One day, although it’ll have to be a time where I can tell the other boys too. I feel like they’d kill me if I left them out of some important information like that.” She ruffled his curls and he gave a little purr.

“Alright, I hear you loud and clear.” Marko pulled a paper out of his pocket and crushed it up “Hey, check this out.”

Jordan watched as he pointed at Dwayne and Paul who were sitting on a bench with Laddie and with scary precision, he chucked the crushed up paper ball at Paul’s head and she watched as he yelped in surprise, startling the others.

“DAMN IT MARKO QUIT THROWING SHIT AT MY HEAD!” Paul threw the ball right back in Marko’s direction but he was able to catch it much to Paul’s dismay.

“How often do you do this to him?” Jordan asked.

“A lot. It’s pretty fun, here, try it out.” He placed the ball into Jordan’s hand and she took to looking for someone to hit. So many targets presented themselves to her, but before she could set her eyes on anyone in particular, she felt it again. 

That feeling…she felt someone watching her, even though Marko had his eyes on her, that’s not what this was. She snapped her head behind her and saw the ride vehicle following, but there was nothing. So she continued looking around, she was getting tired of whatever this feeling was. It was creeping her out, and she hated that she could never find the source. She looked around through the crowds trying to find it, and something had caught her eye. It was a lonesome person watching her, she couldn’t make out any specific features on them…except for a brightly colored clown mask that was almost verbatim to the clown seen on the Loof carousel’s walls. Jordan froze in place and stared back at the figure. There was no movement, they just stood there and stared…Jordan felt herself break into a cold sweat, all other noise around her was being drowned out and she could only focus on the mysterious person. There was something familiar about them, nothing she could see, it was more of a feeling. She could tell something was off, there was a sense of control that this person had over her despite how they were nowhere near each other. 

The ride was beginning to descend and Marko was watching as Jordan was in a trance staring at something, but even as he looked to see what she was staring at…nothing. He began to shake her shoulder trying to get her to snap back to reality. “Hey, Jordan. You alright?”

At that moment, Jordan experienced a horrible surge of pain through her head, she could hear the distant whispers of someone talking to her. However, the pain made it impossible to discern, and finally upon getting off the ride, she ran off in a rush to get away. As if running will make the pain and voices go away. Marko, being caught off guard, ran after her.

“Jordan, wait!” But his yells were futile, she ran out of view and he didn’t know what to do. He reached out to the pack bond letting the others know what happened.

“Guys, Jordan ran off. I don’t know where she went but something happened.”

“Damn dude, the hell did you say?”

“I didn’t say anything, Paul!”

“Relax, she couldn’t have gone far. We’ll split up.” David remained calm and stomped out a cigarette he was working on.

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Jordan sat inside a restroom stall, her headache had gone away but she stayed there feeling a mix of emotions. Her headache had made her nauseous to where she emptied out the contents of whatever was in her stomach into the toilet in front of her. She was confused, first it was just a simply uneasy feeling and now it’s a sign of pain coming her way. She exited the stall, walking up to the mirror that was full of scratches and vulgar messages. She felt herself upset remembering how she can’t even see herself in the mirror, she wasn’t at her parents house so there was no way to even make her feel remotely human. She wanted to cry, but she couldn’t let herself fall so easily so swallowed her feelings and stood tall.

She heard the door to the restroom swing open and to her surprise, it was Star. “Jordan, what happened? Marko is worried sick about you, why did you run off?”

Jordan was at a loss, she didn’t really think about the fact that she literally ran off without warning. “I uh…I had to handle some business.” 

Of course Star didn’t buy it, and she smelled the faint smell of vomit which repulsed her. But the trail of blood mixed into it gave her the extra bit of context she needed, she gave Jordan a look of disappointment. “Why did you lie?”

“I didn’t lie, I said I had to do some business but I never specified what kinda business I was talking about.” Jordan went back into the stall she left to flush the toilet realizing her mistake.

“Why couldn’t you say you got sick?” 

“I wasn’t, it was a bad headache which turned into nausea..”

“What caused your headache?” Star approached Jordan placing a hand to her forehead checking her temperature.

“I’m not sure, I felt someone watching me so I looked around to see who it was, next thing you know, boom, headache.”

“Who was watching you?”

“Some creep…if I catch that guy in the act then I’m gonna pull his tongue out his ass.” Star sighed and grabbed her hand giving it a reassuring squeeze.

“Listen, if you have anything you need to talk about, come talk to me. I don’t know what’s up with you, but you need to relax. I can feel how tense you are all the time.” 

“Thanks, Star. Things have been getting weird lately, maybe I will come see you at some point. I’m pretty sure I could write a book about all the shit I’ve been through.” Star smiled and took her hand leading her out of the bathroom. Upon exiting, Marko made an instant beeline to Jordan giving her a bone crushing hug and asking plenty of questions.

“Jordan, are you alright? What the hell happened? Someone do something to you?” Jordan hugged him back and reassured him that she was okay.

“I’m fine, Marko. Just had a moment, got sick in the bathroom that’s all.” Marko pulled away in anger.

“Who did this? You were staring at something, I don’t know what it was but you were fine until you saw…whatever that thing was.”

“If I knew who it was then I’d handle them myself, I saw someone but I couldn’t make out any specific details on them. It’s not worth the trouble.” Marko huffed in frustration and led Jordan away to meet up with the others with Star following close behind.

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After everybody settled from the minor situation with Jordan, everyone left to go feed. Michael, Star, and Laddie also came to get their fix of blood to keep them somewhat sane. They found a group of tourists camping in a forest a little too far from civilization, and made a quick and easy meal out of them. Most of the group settled onto the camping chairs left out, with others rummaging through the tents and coolers checking for any potential goods. Paul had managed to find a pack of marshmallows in the tent and ripped them open, while Laddie left to go find some sticks to put them onto. Michael had been telling the others about what’s been going on in his home life while everyone listened. Jordan had grown interested after learning about how Michael met the boys and became the way he was, she asked him questions about how he adjusted to such a change.

“How did your family react to you becoming a vampire?” Jordan asked while cozying up with Marko who was purring quietly at the affection.

“Well…when you have a brother who hates any kind of monster, you can imagine how well he took the news. But we didn’t tell mom about it at first, we were gonna try to undo the curse but that of course didn’t go so well.” 

“You really should’ve just joined us, and I’m still waiting.” David sat across from Michael smoking a cigarette. Michael only rolled his eyes.

“You don’t give up, do ya David?”

“Hell no, I care about you Michael. There may have been bad blood between us but I still want you.” David smirked at Michael, Jordan noticed the faint blush on Michael’s face when he said that. The group went quiet for a minute.

Paul and Laddie came back to the group with marshmallows and sticks in hand and they both settled down with the others. “Hey I got an idea, why don’t we play a game?”

“I’m not playing spin the bottle…” Dwayne immediately said.

“Um, I wasn’t gonna say that you dirty boy. I was thinking truth or dare instead.” Paul looked at everyone and watched as nobody objected. “Fantastic, who wants to go first?”

Nobody volunteered and so with a huff Paul said “Fine…I’ll go first. David, truth or dare?”

David flipped off Paul and the others laughed.

“Alright party pooper, okay then. Marko, truth or dare?”

Marko thought for a moment “Dare.”

“I dare you to show your girlfriend your method of eating-” He caught himself before he could say what he meant to say, he saw Dwayne give him a look as there was a child present. “Never mind scratch that, I dare you to tell Jordan about the kind of art you’ve been making about her lately.”

“Dude you can’t be serious…” Paul smirked at him, Marko sighed and proceeded to explain in great detail about the many paintings he’s been making of Jordan. She was pleasantly surprised but also wasn’t, she had always had a hunch he was a bit of an artist.

“Does that explain the paint your face is covered with when I see you sometimes?” Before Marko could confirm Paul answered for him.

“It’s mainly because he makes out with the painting before he can let it dry because if Marko likes anything, he loves it wet.”

“PAUL!” Dwayne covered Laddie’s ears meanwhile everyone else either laughed, choked or felt second hand embarrassment.

“That’s slander Paul! I don’t do that shit.” Marko got up to confront Paul who only kept on laughing.

“You did it once though! You know it!” Marko proceeded to grab a stick and start beating the shit out of Paul with it. 

Jordan only watched in confusion as Paul shrieked like a girl as he kept getting his ass handed to him by Marko and thought about how her boyfriend was potentially making out with paintings of her. Marko finished roughing up Paul and got back up to sit with Jordan except he was a little embarrassed to cuddle back up with her. Paul sat up again and spoke.

“Okay, I think we are all good now. So Marko, it's your turn.” He pointed to Marko who let out a small growl.

"Jordan, truth or dare?”

“Truth.” Jordan was gonna say dare initially, but she thought about her conversation with Marko earlier and wanted to give him a chance to ask her about something. She thought telling him one little thing won't hurt-

“Tell me about how you became a vampire…”

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[mamawasatesttube]

obviously if you have a lot of requests you don't need to do this one, but "Wake up. Come on, there's something I want to show you" with core four bc it makes me think of yj sleepovers

Poke.

Pokepokepoke.

Poke. Poke poke.

Smack!

"Ow!" Bart whines, snatching his arm back and cradling it to his chest like a wounded animal. "What was that for?"

"That," Cassie grouses, "was for poking me in the nose five hundred times! What the hell, Bart?"

"You have to wake Kon up for me," Bart tells her, bouncing on his feet. "I can't do it 'cuz Tim's on top of him, and you know how that'll go."

Cassie groans. She sits up in her sleeping bag, at least, rubbing her hand over her face; in the dimness, Bart can just barely make out her (frankly, very impressive) bedhead as she squints at him, yawning. "Why do you need Kon?"

"Because!" Bart flaps his hand at her. Time is of the essence! Like, it's not really because they have literally all night or whatever, but also he's excited and he isn't gonna fall asleep now and they should get up! "You'll see!"

Cassie levels a flat look at him in the gloom, but she drags herself out of her sleeping bag, so Bart counts that as a win. She crawls across the carpet to where Tim is flopped across Kon's chest, both of them in a tangle of blankets because they ran out of sleeping bags, and socks Kon on the shoulder.

"Hey!" Kon jerks awake, scowling. Tim, somehow, doesn't stir. "What gives, Cass?"

"Wake up!" Bart pounces on his legs. "C'mon, there's something I wanna show you! Get up! And bring Rob!"

"Bart." Kon groans, just like Cassie did. "What could you possibly want to show us at..." He frowns, and Bart watches his TTK pat around the fluffy edges of his blanket until it finds his phone and levitates it up. "Three-forty-one in the fucking morning?"

"There's a meteor shower tonight!" Bart announces, jumping to his feet. "And it's peak hours! And I just saw one out the window, so we should go outside and all watch for them properly!"

Cassie and Kon exchange glances. Bart stares at them both. They better agree this is really cool, because this is really cool! How often do they get the chance to go watch a meteor shower together, all four of them? Huh? Huuuuh?

"...I do like watching shooting stars," Kon says slowly, even if he's still flat on his back.

"I haven't actually watched one in a couple years," Cassie admits.

That seems to do it. Kon groans again, then floats up; his blankets rearrange themselves into a cocoon around Tim, who Kon gathers up in one arm, and Cassie yawns and clambers to her feet. Bart jumps up too, excited enough that he sprints to the outside door and back by the time Cassie and Kon make it to the edge of the room.

Tim wakes up only when the cool night air hits his face. He's still bundled up in one of the blankets, while Kon has spread the other one out for the four of them to lie on; Bart feels him stir at his side and tears his gaze from the sky to beam at him.

Tim frowns up at the stars. "...Whazzappenin?"

"We're stargazing, Rob!" Kon says cheerfully, as if he wasn't a grumpy little fuck about getting up a few minutes ago. "There's shooting stars. Look, there's one now! Make a wish!"

Tim stares up a little longer, his brow furrowed. Cassie smothers a laugh in her hand.

"I wish I was still asleep," Tim finally says, and pulls the blanket over his face.

"Party pooper," Bart says, and Kon and Cassie both loudly agree.

[orangeboulevard]

Judging Books By Covers (Oneshot)

Day five muchachos!! Smut (near the end), ocs. wlwlw!! cuz there's three of them, get it? get it? yeah... anyway! Dynamic: slight dom/sub, wlw, pet? (they call her kitty alot?, one sided enemies to lovers sorta? Content: forced proximity -> dirty talk -> oral Word Count: 1618

"Truth or dare, what are we? Twelve?" Katrina scoffed, she had to speak loud to be heard of the fast-beat pop music. 

"Don't be such a party pooper," Bellamy laughed, he was already grabbing an empty glass coke bottle to spin, "Come on, sit down." 

Katrina rolled her eyes before reluctantly taking a seat beside the twins, two very blonde and very gorgeous girls, tonight they were dressed in black silk. This was their house party and naturally, being who they are, seemingly half the school had been invited and shown up -evident by their house's state of disarray.

Katrina didn't care much for their company, she had been dragged to this party by Bellamy. Okay, who was she kidding? She hated them. Them and their stupid big fancy house, them and their vintage cherry-red convertible that they drove to school every day, them and their dedicatedly freshly manicured nails and dyed platinum blonde hair, them and their totally picture-perfect figures, them and their stupidly hot names: Amélie and Monique, them and- 

"Hello, Katrina?"

The girl in question blinked. Bellamy was grinning at her, the grin that he'd always have when he had thought of something dastardly clever. Katrina knew that that bastard was scheming up something awful. 

The bottlehead was directed at her, "Truth or dare?" Bellamy repeated. 

He probably thought she'd pick the safe option: truth; thus, the grin was because of the question he'd thought up; she wouldn't play into his trap, "Dare." 

His grin widened. Shit. "I dare you to be handcuffed to the twins for the rest of the game." Complete and utter dickhead. 

Bellamy whipped out two pairs of handcuffs from his back pockets, how- what- why the hell did he have those? The circle, consisting of people from school that she recognised purely from their faces, erupted in laughter upon seeing Katrina's face. Katrina sheepishly glanced at the twins to see them grinning at her; of course, they'd jump at the opportunity to make fun of someone, bitches. 

Subsequently, Bellamy cuffed both of her hands to one of the twins, the cold metal dug into the supple skin of her wrists. Katrina sat awkwardly between the two girls and tried to ignore their grating shrill giggles.

She flinched back when a drink was shoved into her face, Amélie was offering it to her, "Would you like some?" She didn't seem put off by Katrina's annoyed countenance and instead went on to bring the glass to her lips, tilting it sideways, forcing her to drink. 

"Mmph-!" Katrina tried not to choke. Especially when Monique rested her chin on her shoulder. Bitches. 

The game continued despite her predicament, some were asked about previous relationships and other equally as juicy and scandalous subjects, some were dared to wear their pants on their heads or their socks on their hands or both for the rest of the game, some made to drink strange milkshake concoctions made by Bellamy (they all had mayonnaise in them) and some people got the absolute fun (sarcasm) of getting dared to play seven minutes in heaven with a stranger (the sounds were disturbing). 

When the bottle slowed to a halt on Amélie, Katrina prayed to God that she'd pick truth, but of course, she was God's bastard daughter and he'd stopped picking up the phone years ago. 

"Dare." There was a devious grin on her red-painted lips. 

Bellamy thought for a second, his eyes glazing over their surroundings, his eyes locked onto a small ornament upon their mantlepiece, "Okay, I'm gonna hide this-" he stood up and grabbed the little wooden lion, "in one of the rooms upstairs and I dare you guys to find it in under ten minutes. Oh, and in the dark." 

"Ooh, that sounds fun actually!" Amélie grinned and stood up, pulling Katrina and then Monique up with her. "What happens if we don't find it?" 

"Three shots of vodka, each."

There was a collective hiss, that would not be fun at all.

"No worries," Monique shrugged, "We'll find it."

"That's the spirit!" Bellamy hastily went upstairs, quickly hiding the figure, he came back downstairs dramatically flipping his hair, "Tis hidden." 

He returned to his place in the circle as the three girls stood up and walked to the stairs, Bellamy opened the timer on his phone, "Okay, on five. One, two- I started it."

Amélie gasped before charging up the stairs with a laugh, Katrina yelped at the sharp pull on her wrists before matching the other girl's speed, she could hear Monique's chuckles behind her as she too ran with them. The game carried on behind them, the echoes of boisterous conversation and cachinnation continued in their absence. 

"Let's check our room first," Amélie looks back at them, "This way, Katrina- can I just call you Kitty? That's easier, come on, Kitty," Katrina is too bemused to even argue.

Their room, she can tell even by her shrouded vision, is spacious. The dark wooden panel floors are covered by orange and red rugs that if she squints she can see patterns off and an array of tropical plants litter the windowsill, it's artistic and definitely not what she envisioned their room would be like. Her analysis is halted by Monique closing the door behind them, the dim light is completely gone and Katrina finds herself stumbling into Amélie.

"Wow there, Kitty, careful," is Amélie's sultry response, "You'll twist an ankle and what a shame that'll be: you wouldn't get to wear those pretty little heels you're wearing."

"Oh- uhh, yeah, okay," Katrina is becoming increasingly confused at these girl's behaviour.

She's even more confused at Monique's fingers brushing down her spine, her open-back dress giving the other girl easy access, "I love this dress, by the way," Monique whispered as they continued following Amélie's lead, "You've got such nice skin, so soft."

"Thanks?" Are these girls trying to kill her and use her skin as a lampshade? That thought seems more plausible than the one that comes up next: they're flirting with her. 

"I bet you get a ton of guys asking you out, huh?" Amélie commented. 

"No, actually," Katrina answered.

"No boyfriend?" Monique piped up.

"Haha, nope." She laughed awkwardly, was this an interrogation? 

Amélie seemed to turn towards her, evident in the feeling of her breath fanning Katrina's face, "How? Excuse me for being frank, but you're kinda really fucking hot."

That wording stunned her, "You think so?"

Monique pressed up behind her, her chin on Katrina's shoulder again, "Oh, we know so, Kitty. Anyone with eyes knows so."

"Almost makes a person wanna hide you away from everyone, keep you locked up, little kitty," Amélie's hand started to ride up Katrina's thigh unknowingly mirroring her twin's movements: Monique had her hand on the back of Katrina's thigh, gripping the warm, soft flesh.  "Don't you agree, Monique?"

"Oh, yeah."

Okay, so these girls were everything but what Katrina expected them to be and if the growing wetness between her thighs is any indication, she was certainly enjoying it. The first time she'd ever enjoyed being wrong; maybe she should stop being so judgemental. Damn she was glad she wore the cute underwear today

"Would you be up for that?" Amélie whispered into her right ear. Monique is at her left, her teeth grazing Katrina's earlobe as she says, "Want to be our cute little kitty?"

"... Yes." 

The girls are seemingly very happy with that answer because their hands begin wandering further up, soon Amélie is fondling her breast, pinching her nipple and Monique is kissing her neck, her hand grabbing Katrina's ass. Katrina can't help the quiet moans escaping her lips. She lets the girls guide her onto one of their beds, their footsteps more assured than hers and their hands getting rougher. 

Amélie captured her lips in a kiss, her tongue swiping across Katrina's lower lip before biting down slightly. Monique sat on the bed first, pulling Katrina to sit between her legs with her back to her, "What a pretty kitty, she makes such cute sounds." She giggles into her ear.

Amélie pulled away from the kiss, panting slightly, "Kitty, tell us what you want us to do to you."

"W-what?" Katrina stuttered, dazed from everything that was happening.

"You gonna have to learn to ask for the things you want," Monique explained sweetly between gentle kisses to her neck, "We don't wanna do anything you don't want. So come on, Kitty, tell us what you want us to do."

"I want, I want Amélie to uhh..."

"Go on, pretty kitty, ask."

"I want you between my legs, uhm using your tongue and mouth, uhm, on me? I want Monique to touch my breasts and keep kissing me like- yeah, like that." Katrina bit her lower lip as the girls started to do exactly as she said. 

Katrina leaned against Monique's chest, Monique's hands played delicately with her breasts and she bit at her nape whilst Amélie settled between her legs, her fingers brushed against the wet spot on her red lace panties. 

"God, Kitty, you're so fucking wet for us," Amélie tugs her underwear to the side, her cold fingertips made Katrina jump slightly, Monique chuckled, "Easy, Kitty." 

When Amélie finally touches her with her tongue, licking and sucking on her clit, Katrina can't stop the loud moans and curses that force themselves from her mouth.

[dozyrogue]

He was asking why something is higher than the debt. Or the dead is higher than something I don't fucking remember

And it's like I am a party pooper and I take things too seriously AKA I'm autistic so if I was there I'd be like well it's because this the Third

I love British people being confused on why all Americans fucking hated here and why she is fucking sucks over here but yeah yeah yeah

Thank u coy piso cuz u are privileged and can leave usa and be happy, im living through u because OH MY GOD I CANT STAND IT,

Like dude Turbo if I could leave I'd be the first person gone I promise you. But I got no money whatsoever I currently have $2 to my name and that is it

[vannahmontannah]

~the next morning~

Miami had finished her regular classes and went straight to her elective. The electives she chose were Photography 1 and Creative Writing. Right now she was in photography. They have to learn to photoshop pictures, so they are testing it out on random pictures.

"This can totally be taken out of proportion in the future. These couples ain't gone be so happy," Miami joked.

"Shit on the internet goes a long way. I wouldn't do nothing like that," Charity said.

"It's actually so easy. I thought this was gone be so hard,"

"Imagine I use this shit to tweak my grades?"

"You're totally getting expelled," Miami laughed.

"Aye, I mean...it's worth a try,"

"I saw you and Jawan yesterday. What's going on with you two?"

"Absolutely nothing. We just agreed on going to the homecoming together, that's it,"

"Damn, you act like he's the ugliest person in the world,"

"He's not, but he's not the guy I want?"

"And who do you want? Jacob?"

"What?"

"You heard me,"

"I'm sorry...where did this even come from?"

"I saw you at that frat party that night talking to him. Ain't ya friends or some shit?"

"Not anymore,"

"What? How come you didn't tell me?"

"It wasn't important. Besides...I like someone else,"

"Who? I can tell you who my man is,"

"If you're talking about that jail bird, save it. He's never getting out, babes,"

"You're such a party pooper,"

"Wassup, Ms. Richardson!" Kai shouted.

"Hey, Kai. What you want?"

"Dang, I can't check in on one of my favorite professors?"

"You can, but I know you want something,"

"Okay, you got me? I want to take some pictures, please?" He said, putting his hands in prayer position.

"I'm in the middle of class right now, Kai. Maybe later on I can squeeze you in,"

"Maybe we can use him for our assignment," Miami suggested. "We can take some pictures of him and see what we can come up with,"

"Yeah! I like that idea,"

"That depends on if ya are done with the assignment I gave you all,"

"I'm done with mine," Miami said.

"Me too," Charity added.

"I guess we can take some pictures of him,"

"Yes!"

Kai went to stand in the middle of the Photo Booth. Miami then started to take a couple of flicks of him as he posed for the camera. And not by surprise, Duke and Eisley entered the room. Charity heart sank to the bottom of hell. Seeing Eisley made her blood boil beyond the color red. Perhaps...black?

"Hi, Ms. Richardson!" Eisley greeted.

"Hi, Eisley! How are you?"

They both hugged each other and Duke gave the professor a hug as well.

"What ya doing in here?" Eisley asked.

"Photoshop. Kai came in and wanted to volunteer his services," Richardson said.

"I wanna volunteer my services," Eisley said.

"Charity, you wanna take a picture of Eisley and Duke?"

"Sure..."

"Okay go ahead,"

Charity reached for her camera and she tried to turn it on, but the battery was low.

"Damn, the battery is low," Charity said.

"I'll take them," Miami said,

"Yeah, cuz Ian realize my shit was low,"

Miami took really good pictures of all three of them, but Charity didn't really wanna do it. She only said yes because she didn't wanna look bad. The way Eisley and Duke were next to each other made her wanna jump out of her skin.

"You two are so beautiful!" Miami complimented.

"Thank you!" Eisley said. "Sometimes I have to keep these girls in check. They be getting too bold. I don't play about me and mines,"

"I know that's right,"

Charity fake smiled and continued on with her day. She chose to photoshop Kai's pictures instead and Miami took Eisley and Duke's picture for the assignment. If Charity photoshopped the pictures, she would have failed the class.

~~~~~~

Hours had went by and Eisley and Ronnie decided to hang out in the student center. This is where the cafe was, the game room, the gym and some other rooms were. They went to the second floor and sat in a lounge which was their go to location.

"Hey, girl what's up?" Eisley asked.

"Nothing, just tired. We tried to meet up with Jawan, but he seemed busy. I saw him with that Charity girl earlier, but I just left him alone,"

"I saw her today in class. She seemed...off. We took over the photography class and this girl took some photos of us and she seemed a bit irritated. Mm," Eisley shrugged her shoulders.

"I was on Instagram today, and I came across that fan page again. Seems to get popular more and more everyday," Ronnie said.

"Oh. That," Eisley rolled her eyes. "I appreciate the support, but at the same time, it's weird. He has a whole girlfriend and bitches out here making fan pages for him?"

"I get it, but think of it as a celebrity,"

"No. I just can't knowing that it's my man! I can't do that. Let me see this shit anyway,"

Ronnie showed Eisley the profile and she began to go through the feed. There were pictures set back at the way from freshman year of college. Eisley does know about the account and gets irritated every time it is bought up.

"Almost 500k followers? This is insane. The fact that he's even liking this is crazy. Well, he can like them, but as long as he ain't interacting then I'm fine. But as for me? It's just a little weird that a bitch is that obsessed with my boyfriend. I wonder who this chick is anyway,"

"I don't know, but she is in love with your Dennis!"

"Ugh! Don't say that ever again! No one should be in love with him more than I am, okay? No one. Are you running the account?"

"What?! No! Why the hell would you ask me that for?"

"Just asking,"

"Eisley, you know me better than that. I have my own man who I'm with all the time,"

"I wish homegirl had a man. Whoever this is behind this account needs a life! Anyway, what we wearing to homecoming?"

"I don't know yet, but I think I got an idea. I want something, sexy, classy, and a bit of skin showing,"

"Duke says he wants to wear Red. I just need to add some finishing touches,"

"Markus wants to where Silver for some odd reason. But regardless, imma have that shit on. Imma have my makeup artist do her thing because I always get something natural, but imma do some glam this time,"

"I am too. Duke said he's taking me to the Four Seasons afterwards. It's the perfect way to end the night off,"

"What about the after party?"

"Oh fuck. I just know he's going. Shit! That means I gotta go,"

"Me and Markus are going for a little bit too. Damn we really gone be gone all day! Gotta be at the school by 6 in the morning, practice until 8, get dressed by 9:30, be at the game by 10. Then, we gotta be cheering until the end of the game which is 11:30. Go home and get ready for hours and shit!" Ronnie explained.

"We don't perform until 10:30. Even after that, we gotta stay. After the game is over, imma be busy asf! The dance don't start until 7:00 right?"

"Yeah. Then the after party is like around 10...10:30ish,"

"Long ass day..."