#I definitely wasnt always this way either?

[pauein]

Well might as well use this time 2 ramble i guess. Ive really noticed that like. My main hobby at this point is daydreaming and developing oc stories and actually like. Doing much else that isnt related to my own created content just doesnt click like 70% of the time. Its very strange but also unfortunately doesnt make actually putting out oc stuff any Easier for me both because 1. Art is hard and 2. I keep feeling like people are gonna think im like self obsessed or something (which ok sure but thats neither here or there.)

[tapewormsoda]

breakups are so fucking weird. three years and just like that it's gone. huh

[coldvampire]

anyway as soon as i pry myself off this couch im gonna share some screenshots of bg3 protags on my sideblog. just gotta like. reach the desk first.

[kirbyddd]

for a long while when I'd visit my relatives on the chesapeake for a brief respite from the hells of home life, there was an odd beat-up little cardboard box sitting amid the plastic-cased ds games in the gamestop I'd always visit (rarely to actually get anything)

finally, one time before the journey back to hell, i actually had a scattering of bills in my pocket. after looking around at the shelves of shovelware (i didnt have enough for any of the proper titles like mario or pokemon), i finally decided to bring the story to a close and give the ragged little box a home

it was Sola-to-Robo, one of the rarest ds games ever published, possibly the most technically advanced engine ever devised on the system, and among the most unique and emotional experiences I'd ever encountered in a video game (which is saying something considering I'd already all but lost emotion by that point)

i barely remember it anymore, but for the time it became my favorite standalone game of all time (although it technically is part of a series, succeeding the PS1's equally obscure Tail Concerto)

I still dream of returning to it and seeing just how well it holds up from a more experienced point of view

the one thing i do remember is that it had and still has by far the most beautiful and powerful opening song of any game ive ever encountered, which is saying something considering the hundreds out there! it's up there with Atelier Meruru's Cadena

also the fact that when you beat the game, after the credits it goes "chapter 2" and there's an entire sequel within the game. altogether both parts are probably not longer than any other rpg, but on the original ds where full 3d action rpgs were resource intensive and typically limited in scope, it was mindblowing

also it apparently had like undefeatable copy-protection and to this day still requires a modified rom to emulate or even run on original hardware without a card?

anyways.... remarkable game. i was shocked to find that it's one of the most sought after titles on the system. in rarities ive personally enountered it's second probably only to Retro Game Challenge, which I encountered at regular price once in the late 2010s but didnt have the money for at the time... that's my "one that got away"

[hecksupremechips]

Actually cry so goddamn hard when I think about Shinjiro Aragaki healing and being loved and having to learn to be okay with himself and being taken care of

[glitchbirds]

it took a very long time to get to this point again w/ a lot of internal misery along the way but i think im at a point of being tentatively happy with my art in its current state and how it's improving for the first time since like, community college pre-chronic pain (and arguably the first time Ever wrt digital art)

[theygender]

My gf and I have talked about hypothetically opening up our relationship at some point in the future which would make me very happy as a polyamorous person, but I just realized that if that actually happens and I have to go back out on the dating scene I'm gonna have some trouble bc now that I'm more outwardly butch people are gonna expect me to make the first move and I have never made a first move in my entire life

In all of my relationships but two the first move was made by the other person, and I wasn't even the person who made the first move in the other two. In the first one the girl chickened out on her plans to ask me out and then our mutual friend who didn't realize that that had happened outed her by asking me what I said afterwards, and in the second one me and the other person both went to the same friend on the same day to talk about our crushes on each other and then she made us talk about our feelings

I met my current girlfriend on a dating app, and the first time she tried to ask me on a date she wanted to take me to the theater so she asked me if I had seen the new beauty & the beast movie and then instead of realizing that she was asking me on a date I said that I'd already seen it and gave her a negative review of the movie. And then when she asked me on a date again a few weeks later I had to ask to make sure it was a date when I got there 😭

...And that reminds me of another event in high school where a girl I liked took me to the mall and we walked around holding hands the entire time and then afterwards I had to get one of our mutual friends to ask her if it was supposed to be a date bc I was too nervous and also stupid 😭 Another girl that year asked me to skip class with her and told me that if I flashed my pretty smile at the teacher I could probably get away with it and I had to show the text to my friend to ask if she was flirting. I'm gonna die out there on my own 😭

[arolesbianism]

Mark meeting ded is just gonna be him going btw have you heard of the music producer 8ballin' 👉👈? And ae is just gonna sit there like I've been in every wrong place that you can imagine for the past half a decade you tell me

[hana-no-seiiki]

YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO FIGHT ME NOT F*CK ME!

yan! school grass (most handsome/perfect guy)/rival x crossdresser! male! reader x yan! friends - part one

tw/cw: mention of abusive parents (but not reader’s) and yandere themes. also your rival has some repressed sexual urges, he really needs to get laid or some head or something-

just read migi and dali and gahd NOW I WANNA WRITE A WHOLE CROSSDRESS /GENDERBENDER BL NOVEL IM IN HORRID ROTTING

Like I imagine this the best with stoic and/or tsun yans the best. You know those types that want to be perfect but only feels perfect when they’re with reader.

ive always loved these tropes as a kid, from mulan to that one tawog episode where darwin fell in love with fem! gumball and like this was even before i knew i wasnt cis but gahd AAAAAAA

also inspired by @moyazaika ‘s rival work. go read it!!

but anyways have the fic, lowercase intentional for first part to differentiate povs.

it was a dare given by your friend group earlier last weekend. wear the girls uniform and a wig for the entire month. it was easy to get the materials necessary for the most part. your mother had several wigs and was more than happy to style her son in feminine clothing. she was just amazing and supportive about your whims like that.

it didn’t take long for you to realize that no one recognized you in your new look.

the day started like many of your other ones at the school, you’d race your rival as the first one in class and whoever wins gets rights to a smug look on their face until the next thing you guys eventually compete on.

but unlike the crestfallen expression you expected — nay wanted — from that stupid pretty boy, you were greeted by what you could only described as complete bafflement.

“what?” despite having a different reaction from what you imagined, you managed to keep a composed appearance. “cat got your tongue?”

“ah. . .”

and that were the only words he said to you the entire day. nothing else. not a single groan of anger whenever you answered everything correctly, he didn’t even attempt at stopping you mid-way or disagree with you answer simply because he wanted to annoy you.

and so you couldn’t help it, as soon as the bell rang signalling lunch time you swiftly turned around to face him.

“are you alright?”

you inquired. not at all worried about his well-being at the slightest. you hated him with all your being after all and you didn’t make an effort to be soft with your tone either.

“h-huh?” he looked dazed. like his head had been in the clouds and you just yanked him down to ground.

your rival never got distracted.

“you—“ you reached out about to smack his face to keep him in check.

“if you’ll excuse me!” he smacked your hand out of the way, screeched at you, and then left in a hurry to who knows where.

nevermind that was definitely him. that silly brat hated it whenever you touched him. he must have just been having issues at home again or something.

Haoyu was trembling — shaking uncontrollably as his breaths turned more shallow by the second. His heart was pumping blood in places of his body where it shouldn’t have been in the middle of school hours. Sweat lined his entire skin and it didn’t help how the bathroom he rushed into had nothing to keep the temperature down.

Who were you?

You sat at his rival’s seat. That nasty kid that always got in his nerves. No one questioned the boy’s absence and he would have asked the teachers on what had happened if you didn’t suddenly take his breath away.

You were, ethereal. Otherworldy even. When he first saw you he was taken away by the way your hair moved in the wind (if only he knew . . .).

Still, he was far too distracted by [Y/N]’s absence to properly let the feeling simmer.

Then, all that went away when you reeled in his mind back at you again at class. You were incredible, capable, intelligent, and oh so perfect. But unlike that stupid child that usually sat in front of him, he did not feel an ounce of envy at all.

If only who could see your eyes as you spoke; the tone of your voice conveyed so much passion that he wanted to see in those beautiful (e/c) orbs.

And his prayers were granted by none other than the goddess that is you,

“Are you alright?”

Your voice? Oh your voice! Haoyu’s heard it already of course, but each new time you spoke it was like a whole new melody, a new piece that immediately turned into his favorite.

His mind was too fried with these thoughts, thoughts that his parents would no doubt beat out of him if they found out.

His feels the parts down there suddenly move. He wasn’t completely unfamiliar with the phenomenon. He wasn’t without his hormones after all. But this was the first time it ever reacted that way so strongly, like if he didn’t give it attention himself it’d explode.

“Mmph…”

And for the time in his entire life, Haoyu does something he knew his parents would definitely be disappointed if not livid about. A hand on his mouth, and another in his school uniform’s pants.

lunch time.

you usually spent those studying or preparing for the next class as hanging out with your friends always ended with you being too distracted to do schoolwork but today you had to show up with ‘proof’ that you went through with their dare.

“yiran ? yichen ?”

no response.

you sighed. as usual, the twins were late. what did you expect? those two would be caught dead before they could be early much less found in the library.

and so you spent the entire time reading,

unaware of the crowd that formed around you while you were busy studying.

[ambrosiagoldfish]

Lucifer, Charlie, and alastor with a Kitsune reader ? :0

Hazbin Hotel x Kitsune! Reader

(Lucifer, Charlie, and Alastor)

Safe for all Audiences!

Warnings: None! Gn! Reader! Reader being a mischievous Little Kitsune, chaos ensues.

Request Box: Open

Word count: 1101

A/n: Hi! thank you for the request! This isn’t terribly long so I hopes that’s ok!

Now, I wasn’t entirely sure if you want this to be Romantic or Platonic so I kept it pretty vague so it could be interpreted as either! I hope that’s ok, if not just send another request and I’ll fix it!!

But either way I hope you enjoy it because i enjoyed writing it!! <3

Proofread once soooo… if there are any errors please ignore them/inform me 😭

Lucifer

When you first arrived in hell, he wasnt the most impressed by you. Not in a mean way or anything, just that he’s lived for a long time and has met a plethora of different types of beings so he’s pretty used to meeting interesting looking people.

But even he has to admit that he was intrigued with you. Your 9 well-groomed and lush tails that quietly followed you with every step and the fur of your fox ears looked soft to the touch. The thing that he seemed to notice most though was the whole eloquent aura you had with every movement you did. Smooth, almost tranquil.

You being a Kitsune did cause you to stir up a bit of… let's say trouble. Your fox nature of course caused you to have a personality that leaned a bit mischievously. You weren’t malicious by any means, you judt had a very… unique taste in humor and how you wish to spend your time. Pranks, stealing random objects that interest you, and going places that you probably should be. This gets you in trouble with many a folk but it’s really not something you can’t handle.

On one of these occasions. you took interest in his custom made duckys. First off, it was something new to you, 2nd, you had never seen someone be this interested in ducks as him, so when you randomly stumbled into the big man of hell’s workspace that’s filled to the brim of them, each with unique features and colorful designs, needless to say you were quite interested.

He was a bit embarrassed at first when you found it but seeing that you genuinely were into them he literally couldnt stop showing them off. Going into almost ecrusiating detail of each one's design choices. (This man is so autistic-coded. I love him so much)

He even made a custom one for you which he gave you when both met again. It was a basic duck design, except it had 9 tail feathers and wore fox ears that clearly mimicked your own, including your fur pattern. He then spent an hour going through each of its features with you. To say you were grateful would be an understatement.

“And if you pull this feather back… Bubbles! Oh-ho, and that's not all! If you take this and-”

Charlie

Definitely more impressed than her father would be. Of course she has been in hell literally all her life and has seen some weird, wacky, hot and cool people but it still doesnt not surprise her when she finds interesting people. When you first met her she was really interested in you, asking a bunch of questions and It was almost scary how enthusuatsic about it she got.

She then started talking about her brand new “Hazbin Hotel.” It was something to reform sinners so that they had a chance at redemption. Charlie seemed so excited to tell you about it that you honestly did have the heart to tell her that you didn’t exactly believe a soul could be redeemed.

Now depending on if you’re hellborn or a sinner, things can go a bit differently. If youre hellborn she’ll offer you a job at the hotel, well to say a job would be a lie, you didn’t really have 1 given task to do, you just helped out when needed. if you’re a sinner, you of course get to stay in a room at the hotel. Whether you actually go along and try to get better is up to you. It was a free place to sleep, so hey? Might as well. Either way though, Charlie always sees the good in people, hellborn or not. So she would obviously want to help you grow as a person even if you are hellborn.

The michevues aspects of your personality tends to cause some problems for the hotel at times. Fights happen, lessons have ended prematurely, and you may have accidentally caused a bar fight between Angel and Sir Pentious. It really was an accident, how was you supposed to know “borrowing” one of Pentious’ shiny tools would cause such a ruckus?

Charlie lectored you about taking others' stuff and made you apologize.

As much as Charlie doesn’t want to admit it (at least before episode 5) she’s a lot like her dad. That also expands to their likeness for your fur. She really can’t take her eyes away from it, it just looks so soft and neat… and soft… eventually you catch her staring at your tails and you just laugh and ask her if she wants to touch them.

“What!? Pfft, noooo, no no no. hehe…he…unless you’re offering…”

Alastor

Considering Alastor died in the 20’s I don’t think he knows what a Kitsune is exactly. Which is probably why he’s the most interesting in you at first glance (you could have also met when he first manifested in hell, which would only further his intrigue)

Either way, your personalities seemed to mesh well for the most part. You both stir up trouble wherever you go (Alastor a bit more… maliciously than you but still)

Whether you’re hellborn or a sinner is irrelevant to how he treats you, though he has tried making a deal with you every once and a while. You always decline but he thinks it’s always worth a shot to ask.

Alastor is aware of your devious behavior and knows the best way to handle it if it ever happens to come his way. He knows that you’re harmless and not a threat which is exactly why he has taken a liking to you. You’re someone who can only really help his cause and nothing bad can really come out of you being around.

Pranks though, are the one thing that Alastor can’t seem to sway you out of doing. He can’t even begin to count the amount of times he’s been at the front end of them. Of course he always sees through them and they’ve never once worked, but boy are you sure determined to one day get him.

This was one such case where you attempted to steal and hide his radio cane while he was asleep, only for him to sneak up shadow form and scare you half to double death

“You’re going to have to try harder than that to pull one past me, my, oh-so dear, exquisitely fluffy friend”

[signed-loni]

HELLO LOVELY PEOPLE. I was in class today, and yk, i just couldn’t help but be bored and thought to myself “hey, what about head canons for sal and brainiac!y/n?” Good idea if i do say so myself! I also thought about whether it should be todds sister, but i changed my mind since idk i just, idk. SOOOO HERES THATT and enjoy! :)

(Lets just appreciate this amazing work. Truly, props to the artist this is so, yes.) (@paint_soda on ig!)

How it happened HCs

Tbh, the school didn’t see this coming. A brainiac with a person like sal? No one saw it coming, not even Larry, and Larry knows everything about his best friend. From his measurements (not like that) to his least favorite kind of pasta

and you didn’t really see it coming either! You honestly just fell really hard one day because sal got one of the hardest questions you’ve come upon, right, before you

You gotta say, you’re a sucker for the smart ones

While you’ve never seen his face, you have seen him around school with his small group of friends

You have your little clique, but recently, they’ve been shit talking you.

Saying things about you, calling you names and starting rumors, things like slut and whore being tossed around since one of your friends ex boyfriend had a crush on you

Youre not the kind of stereotypical nerd. Oh no, you arent.

You are most definitely not

Sal fell for you, mostly because of YOUR brains to

He likes that in a person. Someone who’s pretty, and smart!? He’s on the floor.

General relationship HCs

You don’t know how to explain it, well you do, but you always say it in the same way

Sal is the best boyfriend ever.

Sal knows everything thing about you, and you know everything about him

He knows your least favorite way to solve a problem for goodness sake

He knows the way you play with your fingers when your focusing on finding the solution to a question

He knows how you sit when you’re uncomfortable

He knows everything

You know almost the same amount he knows about you, about him

You know how he hold onto his pigtails when he’s afraid, you know how insecure he is about his face

He’s glad he’s dating someone like you. Its not like he’s dumb or anything, but he knows you definitely helped Larry, and he knows that he helped you get out of your toxic friend group.

You don’t talk about it much, but he knows

He’s seen it

He’s seen them look at you and him holding hands in the hallways, he’s seen them whisper to each other while looking at you, laughing to themselves.

It makes him mad

You always tell him your a big girl and can handle it, but he knows it kills you to see your once friends, now hate you because of one silly thing

If having rizz was a crime, you would be arrested

Cause MAN can you make sal FLUSTERED

The compliments, the PDA, the PINKY HOLDING. Sal has stopped working once you hold his pinky for the first time

He doesn’t mind holding hands, but you know he prefers pinkies.

Its amazing how you don’t react when seeing his face to him. Larry didn’t react, but he barely got to see. You got to see for a full minute. And sal thought you hated him because of how much you didnt react

Which sounds silly, but to him, it wasnt

He thought you hated his face so much, you decided it was to horrid to even comment on

But all those thoughts were cleared when you kissed him

Kissed his lips

Kissed his scars

Kissed him

He knew right then and there, that you were the one for him. His and his only

[glitterjay]

Can u please please please write gynaecologist!jay x fem reader?

⭒ gynecologist!jay, acquaintances, masturbation (f. receiving), short, suggestive content implied (not graphic) minors dni

⭒ c's note: yall be liking the idea of gynecologist i see

⭒ taglist (open): @hollyoongs @fertilizedtoesw

dating apps were definitely something out of your comfort zone, but you had fun scrolling through the amount of people nonetheless. you had met a man that went by the name of jay, who turned out to be a gynecologist in the clinic one of your friends went to, so you paid him visits from time to time when you accompanied her to get checked up.

the encounters didnt go as far as jay getting out of his office to greet you and talk with you as long as he could before having to go back inside. they were simple but cute encounter to you. outside of work, you'd hang out from time to time to talk and get to know each other, since you were only acquaintances still.

-

today was just another normal check up for your friend, which meant you could stick along to see jay. she was used to it by now, and didnt ask further question, letting you live your life. either way, there wasnt much going on that you could gossip to her anyway.

as you arrived, you parted ways to wait in the small waiting room that was near jay's check up office. the kind lady in the desk had grown to know you, and said she's check if jay was free for you and that she would call him to come out.

it was strange to feel this fuzzy so early, but the way those around jay knew about you because of him made you happy. the lady called your attention as soon as she was done talking, saying jay had quite the free schedule today, and that you could actually go inside his office today.

it was exciting to say the least, since you felt like everything was moving right. the progress was slow but steady, and he was a handsome and gentle man. there was nothing that could go wrong.

-

you knocked gently on the door, to which jay replied with a simple "come in!"

the office was clean and well organized, just as you expected. his aura was that of an expensive man, but he was extremely humble and caring. his smile was the sweetest thing you had ever seen. but his kind persona wasnt all there was to jay. his physique was extraordinary. his shoulders were broad, his waist was small, you could tell he had abs through the thin shirts he's wear during your hang outs, and his uniform hugged his body just right.

you tried to contain every thought crossing your mind as you sat in front of his desk as if you were a patient yourself. the talk was normal as always, asking each other how your days had been, and what you would do the next time you hung out together.

it was all okay until you noticed how hard he was staring at you. his eyes glancing up and down, scanning your entire body. how he leaned in resting his elbows on the desk, eyes fixed on you as he licked his lips.

the tension was starting to fall on both of you, with jay holing every moral left in him to not jump on you and devour you whole, and with you crossing your legs for some type of movement and friction. trying to shift the current situation, you had asked jay if he had eaten yet, to which he shook his head.

"i could have a meal right here right now, though."

© glitterjay | tumblr

[wszczebrzyszynie]

In older artworks Ryba seems so much edgier and so angsty and now… he’s like a cute puppy. I would love to know how Ryba has changed over the years, and how he’s different or similar from his older versions. I think you mentioned a few years ago that Ryba (as he is now) was a bad boy when he was younger, and I wanna know if that’s still true. If it is, how does he think of his past self and how did he go from edgelord to ray of sunshine?

Hmmm well i wouldnt exactly call Ryba... hm. I can feel this will be a long one. Hes one of my top 3 favourites so this was fun to elaborate on

Ryba is one of my older characters (7 years old now or so) so he has changed quite significantly and in ways i cant really explain. I probably just got bored with him being the problem child and made him nicer. Well either way yes in retrospective Ryba used to be very edgy and one of my main problem causing characters. He wasnt mean exactly as much as he was just uncaring and extremely selfish. Not worlds most insufferable teenage boy but definitely someone annoying. That problem child persona is still present in current Rybas childhood, which was mostly caused by grief and loss of his family and lack of attention and care that came with it. Ryba lost his parents when he was fairly young and was living with his more estranged family before later moving in with his grandma, with whom he lives since (and who he loves very much), and that period was very hard for him and shaped him as a person going forward. He started acting out durning that time and it progressed so much it just further isolated him from others; he was always a nice child if given the chance and some positive attention, but he did do a lot of stupid things for people to just see him

Ryba now is a very kind and friendly person, but that kindness is rooted somewhat in what other people would consider selfish needs; he needs to be liked, to be a friend and be worthy of others positive attention. Its his main life fuel; Ryba doesnt like dealing with his own problems, and prefers drowning himself in love to escape from them. Hes overly dependent on that feeling of love. Doesnt mean hes less kind or that hes somehow two faced, but that kindness doesnt come from a "morally pure" need to just be kind, and thats a very important aspect of Rybas personality.

Ryba has a lot going on in his head he doesnt know how to succesfully sort out; hes not stupid (even though he does act dumber than he is to make people laugh and appear more safe, friendler), but he has significant problems with sorting out his needs (both physical and emotional) energy and emotions, not helped by his extreme unwillingness to deal with it in a normal way or even just, talk to someone about it. Ryba is both an open and a closed book. Instead his own problem solving skill boils down to occasionally throwing things at the wall to see if they stick and never letting go if they do. Which is why he tends to contradict himself a lot; his tendency to pick fights with other boys is the same outlet for his emotions as being clingy and loving is. Its relatively easy for him to replace one with the other in the short term, as long as hes in the centre of attention and is being physically close to someone, even if in the long term his tendency to fight could be considered a form of self harm; its something that makes him feel awful right after, but he keeps doing it, because it does work for something. On the other hand, clingyness and whatever form of intimacy hes offered, tends to result more in him feeling like a freak (hence the "Ryba wouldnt be able to date someone who isnt as obsessive about him as he is" from one of my recent rybaposts came from; if he knows hes needed the same way he instead leans into the codependency as much as he can, even when he realizes hes getting "addicted" to a person; Ryba is surprisingly perceptive, especially when it comes to other people, he just doesnt want to deal with the baggage). In the similar way, his need to take care of others instead of himself is his way of making himself useful and having something else to focus on that isnt himself. Ryba is a character whose sanity is being held together by wax and spit

As for what he thinks about his younger self; if he had to be honest he just wishes there was someone for him at that time and after. Main theme of DNS is loneliness and while i wouldnt say modern Ryba is lonely, nor does he consider himself so (he may not talk about his issues to his friends, but they are still his friends nonetheless and he loves them a lot), that sudden childhood separation from people he should depend on and a period of loneliness that came with it is something that definitely did shape him in a significant way; kind of like a root of the problem that kept on growing even after the disaster has stopped, becoming something a bit more complex than in its infant state

[redroomwidows]

OKIE DOKES SO WHAT ABOUT THE MARAUDERS (AND READER) ALL BEING SINGLE ONE VALENTINE’S DAY, AND DECIDE TO HAVE A ‘GALENTINES/PALENTINES’ TYPE NIGHT - EITHER GOING OUT OR MAKING DINNER ETC AND THEN THE REALISATION AT THE END THAT IT WASNT ENTIRELY PLATONIC

notes: yes yes, yes and more yes!!! I accidentally just started writing with a fem reader. i’m sure there was a more poetic way to write this but i didn’t take that route lol.

warnings: second person, twister, kissing, my first time writing poly marauders.

Poly! Marauders/ Moonstarchaser x fem!reader

——-&——-

It was Valentine’s day, and by some curse (or miracle), you were all single. Peter and his girlfriend were away for the weekend, and you’d tried to have a Galentines, but all your female friends had partners - Screw Marlene and Dorcas, Alice and Frank and Lily with her hot scientist boyfriend.

“Sweet or Salty?” Sirius enters James’ flat with a cheeky grin, holding up Tesco bags.

“Sweet!” you glare

Galentines had turned to ‘Palentines’ and you all had plans to eat dinner, play a board game and then watch a rom com - James had already downloaded ‘How to Loose a Guy in 10 days’.

“Padfoot,” Remus says in a stern tone from the kitchen “Don’t tease her,”

“Yeah Pads,” James appears out of practically thin air, slamming himself down on the sofa next to you, his arm wrapping around you “Don’t tease her,”

Sirius sticks his tongue out and ruffles both of your heads before he goes to harass Remus.

“You okay pretty girl?” James asks gently and you nod

“Tired,”

“Tired?” he gasps “How will you keep up during Twister?” you groan “What’s wrong with Twister?”

“You’re always using it as an excuse to touch Remus up,”

“To be fair,” The man appears “Last time I started it,”

“You two never take it seriously,” you pout and Sirius whines behind you

“I know, we’ll have to do teams,” his hands find James' shoulders “Moony, when’s dinner?”

“Two minutes closer than when you last asked me,”

You snort and lean your head on James’s shoulder, letting Sirius rake his hands through your hair.

Eventually, dinner is served and you’re all sat at James rickety dining table, candles lit as James had made a point of saying “It’s Valentines day! Candles are romantic,” and halfway through dinner he also accused Sirius of playing footsie with him.

Well ‘acused’, he definitely was doing it because when his leg found your calf you’d kicked him hard enough to cause a bruise. During twister he’d also ended up under Remus, placing a kiss on his nose to distract him.

You think about these moments as you sit in between James and Remus, Sirius between your legs on the floor. You four had always been friends, but you haden’t always been like this, it started when you finished school, when you spent more time together.

When asked if you had a boyfriend while out drinking, Lily liked to say that you had three.

“Guys?” you say softly and Remus pauses the tv, recognising your tone “Are we-are we more than just friends?”

“what do you mean doll?” Sirius sits up and turns around to face you and you grow nervous, James wraps an arm around your waist and Remus and Sirius each grab a hand.

“We -“ you can’t describe it “Well, we don’t act the same around eachother as we do around Peter,”

“Cos that would be weird,”

“I know,” you sigh “I think…I don’t know. I think to want to kiss you all, and i think you probably want to kiss each other ,”

Their eyes widen at this, not because it’s not true, but because they didn’t think you’d be the first to admit it.

“Yeah,” James nods “I think that’s true,” and with that, his lips are on yours, and Sirius is calling bagsy to be next - you’re not sure who he was talking to, at least Remus was patient, kissing your hand delicately.

[mamirhodessxox]

hello, i hope ur having a good day/evening/night when you get this!❤️

so i was hoping to request something for dashing or undashing Cody where he keeps hanging out with other female wrestlers in hopes of getting fem reader jealous or something, but reader has never had people like Cody be interested in them in any kind of way, so she doesnt realize what hes doing until Cody drags them into a closet or something and is basically like ‘why arent you paying attention to me?🥺’ and reader is basically shocked and surprised that Cody likes her back.

anyway, i hope this wasnt too long🥺 and i loved the cody one you just posted based off of him calling out the rock; absolute perfection 👌

Dummies In Love

Dashing!Cody Rhodes x Innocent Fem!Reader

Desc: Y/N had been close friends with Cody since his very debut in the wwe, She always thought they had a super close bond because of how good of friends they were until she realized she likes him & becomes distant and jealous when she sees him around another woman.

Contents: Cussing, Fluff, Angst, Smut, Innocence kink, very light size kink, P in V (wrap it before you tap it), Cockwarming, Jealousy, Daddy kink, Tummy Buldge.

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Cody & Y/N always had a close bond especially since the two of them met, they clicked almost instantly, at the time Y/N was working at a little Cafe down the street of Cody’s apartment so he would visit almost everyday and each day they always talked while she worked.

Eventually she started going to his events to be the supportive bestfriend she loved being & then they got even closer, Holding hands, hugging on each other while standing making multiple girls interested in him think she was his girlfriend, he would kiss the top of her head often, even sleepover at Y/N’s apartment or ..

Y/N sleeping over at his, either way the duo was inseparable, and then things got confusing for Y/N…She started feeling a certain way towards Cody especially because how he would give her special treatment that the average bestfriend wouldn’t receive, Just like the character he had played as in the ring he was just as Dashing, his aurora leaked of charisma, She was so scared of these feelings but things got worse, Cody was known for “messing around” with some girls so he definitely hooked up many times to keep himself entertained for awhile and also distract him from his own feelings. Y/N would be fuming every single time another woman was with Cody. But then it turned into a game for Cody, he knew she was jealous and wanted her to be jealous.

Y/N stood aside in backstage with her arms crossed a glare on her face as she watched Cody flirt with yet another girl laughing way to hard at his jokes that were never THAT funny, eventually the girl walked off with a smile on her face while Cody grinned to himself before turning towards Y/N and smiled approaching her for a hug but she held up a hand to stop him & coming up with an excuse “I feel a little under the weather Codes’ good luck on your promo, I don’t wanna get you sick or something.” She smiled meekly while fiddling with the skirt she just put on just for him an hour ago before going over to the stadium they were hosting raw at.

“You sure? I can get you something to ea-“. “Nonono I’m fine just need rest, Good luck tonight Cody, I’ll be watching from home.” She smiled while Cody stared at her in suspicion & decided once he was done with his work of entertaining tens of thousands of fans for the night that he would give Y/N a visit because he does not fall for that shit whatso ever.

Y/N sat in her car as she waited in traffic with her two fingers pressed against the left temple of her head as her mind betrayed her on thoughts she didn’t particularly want to think about. The reminder that her chances of being with Cody are low, extremely low. At least that’s what she made herself think, once she finally fought through the traffic & made her way to her apartment she locked her front door after snagging her extra key from under her “welcome home” rug that laid in-front of the door. She slammed the key on her table & sighed as she put on her most comfy pajamas before lying down on her bed & sulking over s man who feels things for her just as much as she does for him without even realizing it.

After a few hours she was already asleep & Cody just made his way up the stairs in her apartment complex & stood by her doorstep as he tried to grab the spare key from under her rug only to see that it’s vanished. He tried knocking but go no response.

The next day Y/N stood behind the counter training a new barista & felt nervous as Cody walked into the cafe waiting for her to give him his undivided attention, but instead she had the trainee handle his order & she just stood back observing her new fellow employee & helping her work the register while Cody stared at her in confusion as to why she wasn’t paying attention to him. If this meant staying until she closes up the shop then so be it. He had the free time today.

So he sat there, for hours watching and observing her while he waited for her to clock out and go home. She saw him in the corner of her eyes the entire day and felt his stare burn right past her skin. Y/N began closing down the cafe & hang up her apron before going outside which had Cody follow along while she locked the doors & begin speed walking off “I know your not sick Y/N.” He called out to her as he followed from behind but she still gave no response to him. “Doll I really hope you don’t take me for a fucking dumbass because I know what game you’re trying to play & I don’t like it.” He shouted out once more but she shook her head as she walked even faster and so did he. She forgets he has the energy to chase after him no matter where she was going.

They soon ended up at her apartment building and he still followed her up the stairs and eventually pressed her up against the door she was about to unlock “Why aren’t you paying attention to me sweetheart? You know I don’t like it so why are you doing this to me?” She frowned and attempted to respond but she didn’t have the words to reply “I know you’re not sick either, you were perfectly fine last night and today.” She nervously shrugged “I— well you seemed busy with a few girls so I’m assuming I was interrupting something.” He sighed with a smile spreading across his face “I get it now, you’re jealous aren’t you baby?” She widened her eyes and shook her head “What?! Me?! Noo! I- well- you-“ Cody interrupted her defensive blabbering and pressed his lips against hers very gently before entangling his fingers into her hair. Her eyelids fluttered down and began kissing him back after letting the shock take over her body for just a split second.

Cody slipped his tongue right past her swollen lips & eventually pulled away wiping off her mouth while she whined softly “You talk to much baby.” He chuckled out before taking her keys & unlocking her door and immediately shoving his mouth back against hers as they stumbled into Y/N’s humble abode. He pressed her against the couch & bit slightly down against her bottom lip while she whimpered into his mouth as he wrapped her legs around his hips as he started grinding into her, she let out a low moan the moment his clothed hard on pressed against her. “Feel that sweet girl? You make me so fucking hard baby.” He groaned into her ear while she rolled her eyes back once he started grinding into her even more which made her feel a sudden wetness in her panties that left her a little alarmed since she was so unfamiliar with sex due to her having a shitty hookup once a blue moon “C-Cody ‘m all w-wet down there..” she sighed out while he grinned & started pulling down her leggings marveling over her laced panties. He pressed his thumb against her clothed clit and smirked to himself once he saw her squirm and lift her hips up forth even more.

“Oh i know angel, your not used to having someone who actually knows what he’s doing with your pretty pussy huh?” He grinned as she meekly nodded & gasped when she heard a loud tear & looked down seeing him quite literally rip off her panties “C-Cody! I just boug- ffuckk..” she moaned once she felt him slowly push his fingers inside her cunt while he sat up while pumping them in and out of her leaving the room to echo the noises of him finger fucking her. Y/N cried softly while he nipped at the shell of her ear “Feels good? Yeah? Of course you to baby, y’just needed daddy to touch your pretty cunt properly huh baby?” She nodded vigorously while she clenched around his finger the moment his started curling his finger inside of her & teasing her clit with his thumb. “O-Oh my god Cody!!” She squealed kicking her legs a little bit but he didn’t budge on whatever she was trying to do, his fingers fucked into her faster while she clenched around them like a vice & started cumming & making a mess of herself making the brunette male chuckle and kiss her temple before pulling his fingers out tapping then against her already fucked out cunt before licking off her juices from his fingers.

He immediately started taking of his pants & pulling his cock out from his boxers giving himself a few strokes smearing his pre cum around the head of his cock & pulled her onto his lap while grabbing her jaw gently and making her hover over his lap forcing Y/N to look at him in the eye “You’re gonna sit on my fuckin’ dick, take it all like a good girl & not move a fucking muscle until I tell you understand?” She nodded quickly and wrapped her arms around him before kissing him in an impatient manner before moaning against his mouth when he started seething himself inside of her. She felt him leave a slight bulge in her stomach as her cunt tightened around his cock immediately feeling him throbbing inside of her “gonna take my dick like a big girl? Hm?” He almost felt guilty for being slightly rough with a girl who was so innocent & needy but then again he was going to prove her he can fuck her 10x better than her past hookups.

He enjoyed the fact she would let him man handle her & hold her small figure against him while his cock was sunken inside of her, Y/N moaned softly when his dick started twitching, her face was all covered up in the crook of his neck while his large hands ran down her entire body, groping her breasts & rubbing against her tummy before he started slowly thrusting up into her “Fuck..” he groaned into her ear while she leaned her head back and started bouncing on his dick in the same rhythm he was in making her gasp & scratch his chest a little bit “Yeah? You feel good don’t you baby? Taking daddy’s cock like the good girl you are.” He grunted and scratched her hips the more he thrusted himself into her swollen pussy while she nodded continuously before flopping her head onto his shoulder as he started letting out moans himself and wrapping his arm around her even tighter “c’mon s-sweet girl cum for me, cum for daddy.” She cried out in pleasure against his skin before lifting her head and kissing him the moment he made her cum “i-i’m cumming!” She cried out as his thrusts got sloppier while the apartment was surrounded with skin slapping, heavy breathing & the two mumbling to eachother. “Daddy ‘m cumming!!” She moaned into her ears as she came around his dick & eventually him quickly pulling out & cumming against his & Y/N’s stomach.

He held her as close to him as possible breathing heavily while she giggled in his ear followed him his chuckling & grabbing her face to get another kiss out of her before getting off of the couch & carrying her into the bathroom setting up a bubble bath. While they waited her stood in-between her legs & hugged onto her “I think it’s safe to say you’re my girlfriend now right?” Y/N laughed with him and nodded her head tiredly before he finally set her in the tub & washed off her body. “I promise next week I’ll give you a proper date.” He joked but he was also serious. Y/N smiled in exhaustion “I’m sure y’will Codes.” He grinned and kissed her cheek.

he continued catering to her for the night & giving her the aftercare she deserved and spending the night after realizing she’s loved him for as long as he’s loved her.

xtripleiiix’s Masterlist

[starlightazriel]

bee 6

desc: best friends > lovers azriel au (fem reader)

warnings: 18+, fluff, sexual tensionnn, alcohol/drug addiction,

other parts can be found on my masterlist under azriel

wc: 4.8k

six

Azriel was leaning against the counter and I instantly felt his eyes boring into me, studying me. I had known Azriel long enough to be able to visibly see that he was clearly on a bender, or coming off of one, something was bothering him. And when something was bothering him there was always at least alcohol involved, if not more. I knew he was an alcoholic, that wasnt anything new. I knew he dabbled, okay, maybe heavily dabbled. But I never wanted to think of Az as a drug addict, it just didnt sound right. I hoped it was just one of his phases.

Despite that look that he always got when something wasnt right in his life, underneath that guarded exterior, his eyes, detached but still so attentive to my presence... I could still see my Az, and I could tell he was hurting. I knew he must be upset, he must be thinking that he lost his best friend, the one person he could come to and never have to put any sort of wall up with. I knew, when Cass left I would have to explain myself to him, I needed him to know that nothing had to change between us just because I kissed him. I knew how he was, I knew he was dwelling on all of it, thinking that because he had rejected me things would be weird between us and they already had been anyway from him walking in on me... But it would pass, it had to.

"Good morning," I say softly, swallowing hard as I took my seat on the stool at the counter. Cassian was making pancakes, and I silently thanked any higher power that he was still here. I had noticed his large body nearly hanging off the couch when I had come in lastnight, they had both been sleeping thankfully.

"Good morning!" Cass greets cheerfully, twisting from the stove away from the pancakes he had just flipped. "I was just telling Az that you guys need some bigger and better couches, my neck is toast after lastnight," I chuckled quietly, my eyes nervously drifting toward Azriel every few seconds who hadn't stopped staring. It was making my cheeks hot, making me nervous.

"Yeah, um, I've been saying that, definitely on the list," I swallowed, hard, my eyes flicking back to Azriel again. "Could you pour me a coffee Az?" he softens slightly but his jaw flexed, he didn't say a word, but he didn't move to pour my coffee either. "Az, are you- Are you just gonna sit there and ignore me?" I ask, Cassian glances back between us, squinting a bit. Cassian was also visibly uncomfortable now. But that, that was Az, he could blend in easily when he wanted to, and when he was angry, everyone around could feel it.

"Kind of like you ignored me last night so you could go fuck my plug?" he asks coolly, my cheeks burn and I tried to swallow the lump aching in my throat. His tone was even, not letting off a hint of emotion, but I could see the temper flaring in his eyes. My toes curled in my slippers, the hairs on the back of my neck standing up when I remembered the way he spoke to me the other night, the way he wrapped his hand around my throat and looked directly into my eyes- "Hope you wrapped it up, he gets around," again, that emotionless tone, I opened my mouth to speak, thankfully, Cassian chose then to drop the platter of pancakes onto the counter.

"Pancakes are ready family!" he said, standing between us, I knew he could sense the tension. The awkwardness hanging in the air, the metaphorical absolute cloud of shadow that hung over Azriel. "Cool it Az," Cass cuts him a look as he piles pancakes onto his plate and takes the seat at the counter next to me. I served myself, taking two, Azriel didn't touch them, stayed right where he was, leaning up against the counter, watching me.

I wanted desperately to tell him to eat something. I couldn't bring myself to say anything else. Annoyed wasn't the word, who was he to even bring it up? And more importantly how did he even know that it was Eris that I was with? And why in front of Cassian? Not that I cared, really, Cass was the type of person you either loved or hated the first time you met him, and he and I had bonded instantly the first time Az brought him around. I didn't care that he knew, really, it was just the principle.

"The silence is real loud guys," Cassian comments, and he was right, no one had said a word for ten minutes at least. "And I think I really should be going," he adds as he stabs the last bite of his pancakes, I had barely finished my two while he wolfed down his stack. Please don't go. I wanted to say but I cut him a look instead which he smirked in response to.

"Later Cass," I mumbled, squishing a crumb left on my plate with my fork, anything to keep my hands busy.

"Don't be late Az, seriously, Rhys will kill you," Cassian puts his plate in the sink, not bothering to wash it. Azriel finally turned to look at Cassian for what felt like the first time since I'd entered the room. Working today... Guess I wouldn't be able to talk to him.

"Im not going to be late. Right behind you," Az muttered after Cass as he slammed the rest of his orange juice and headed toward the door. My eyes shifted to him, now that he wasnt looking at me. His jaw flexed as he watched the door close and the tension in the room seemed to grow ten fold with the click of the lock.

-

After a long moment, Azriel turned, and there she was, looking at him. He didnt soften the way he wanted to, the way he knew he should. There was so many things that he wanted to say, he didnt seem to know how to say any of them.

"Working today?" she finally blurted and broke the silence. He knew her too well, he could tell there was so much she wanted to say too, but she didnt know how to start either. She was shy or whatever.

"Yeah," he shrugs, knowing he should be walking away right now to go get dressed and ready. "Some shit for the event, project I've been working on. Mor is the model, she's in town just for the tattoo," he shrugged and tried his very best not to let his eyes wander, to keep them trained on hers. She only nodded, they fell into a short silence, he noted the way she was still nervously playing with her fork. "So..." He finally works up the courage to say something, at least something before he left. "You and Eris, huh?" he rubs the back of his neck, searching her eyes, he knew his own weren't telling of anything, usually Bee was one of the only people he didnt have to put up walls with. He couldn't help it now though, he was afraid of whatever he was feeling, he couldn't really even understand his feelings.

"Oh," she swallows, and just shakes her head at him, her fork clattering onto the plate. "No, well... At least I don't think so just- Its been a while," she rambled, nervously biting her lip. So they did fuck. Azriels eyes narrowed, he could feel the back of his neck getting hot, he swallowed the angry words that threatened to spill from his lips. "Are you seeing Cecille again?" the question caught him off guard, distracted him.

"No. I didnt even go there for that," it wasnt a lie, he definitely wasnt going to start seeing her again. She had just been a scapegoat, somewhere to run because he was afraid. He didnt know how to make sense of all the conflicting emotions he had been dealing with.

"Oh," she says awkwardly, averting her gaze, he swore he noticed her shoulders slump in relief. Though, he knew it was probably only because she had always hated Cecille, and she thought Az was wrong for sleeping with a married woman. Of course she did, Bee was a good person, unlike him.

"Yeah," he shrugs, standing a little straighter now. He really had to go. "I gotta get to the shop. Just be careful with Eris, okay Bee? I know he can be-" Azriel grimaced, "cool, or whatever. But there's a lot of people in this city that would kill him, or anyone that might be close to him if they got the chance." He didnt want to scare her, but its not like it wasnt true. Eris' dad was a fucking mob boss, his whole family was dangerous.

"It was just one night Az," she swallowed, and he nodded, feeling only a tiny bit relieved. Because, maybe it was just one night, but it had happened. Eris of all people got to fuck her, touch her- maybe even taste her. His Bee. The thoughts sent his stomach coiling.

"I don't need to know. I'm just saying," he shrugs trying to play it off like it was nothing. He wondered if she saw right through his facade the way it felt like she did. She always saw him, knew who he was underneath the exterior that the rest of the world got. Even like this, even on the morning after days of being absolutely fucked up, she still saw him, and he could feel it. He needed her, that was just another reason why he wasnt wiling the risk, of giving into his desires for Bee. If he did something to fuck it up, which inevitably he would, and she never spoke to him again... Losing her just wasnt an option for him.

"Az I know you need to leave, but I just wanted to apologize... For overstepping or crossing a boundary or whatever the other night," her cheeks burned a bright red as she rambled, and her words caught him so off guard that his expression instantly softened. The other night.

"You shouldn't be apologizing," he swallowed, his phone buzzed in his pocket, he ignored it. He knew if he didnt leave now he would be late, and he still needed to change. "I should be- I was fucked up. I shouldn't have ever put my hands on you like that, I shouldn't have-" Azriel paused, he swore something like disappointment flashed in her eyes, did she like being choked out? This was exactly the problem, a month or two ago, however long it had been since he walked in on her, he had thought he knew his best friend after practically growing up together. Lately, it had felt like they were getting to know each other for the first time. "I shouldn't have taken it as far as I did, you were so drunk..." Azriel swallowed hard, he remembered how torturous it had been to pull away from her. After she had cum, just from him rubbing her panties alone, she had soaked through them. He had been able to smell her pussy on his fingers when he had lit his cigarette, his mouth had been fucking watering, his cock had been so fucking tight in his pants, begging him. And he had to fucking walk away, she was too drunk, and she was Bee, she didnt deserve to get fucked in some dirty alleyway. "And I'm sorry if I made you feel like... Like i didn't want to keep going or something... I just, I can't lose you Bee," admitting it out loud made him blush, it made him feel weak.

"Az you could never lose me," she insists, his phone was ringing in his pocket now, he could tell she wanted to say more. He wanted to hear it, even though her words made him blush. Made him feel something he wasn't used to feeling. "You should go, Cass said you can't be late. We'll have time to talk later," she gives him one of those cute half smiles, he knew she was right. So he just nodded, debated on giving her one of those half hugs but he didn't.

-

When Azriel strode into the shop, he immediately knew Rhys wasnt happy, he did that thing with his eyes where they just burned through you, like they could read every thought you ever had. His eyes flicked to Rhys' cousin Mor, a grin spread across his face, he advanced and tackled her in a hug. It had been forever since he'd seen her, she rarely came now, she was off pursuing her fashion designing dreams in the big apple.

"Hey, sorry Im late. Mor, it's good to see you, how are you?" He definitely had gone through a phase of crushing on her at one point, that was before he found out they more or less had the same preferences.

"That's okay Az, it's good to see you too," she laughs, hugging him back before breaking away, her blond hair bouncing behind her. Azriel knew this was good, a big piece, something he had been working on for a while, dying to put into ink on Mors skin. He knew this was exactly what he needed to steady his mind, maybe he'd even talk to her.

"I thought Cass told you not to be late," Rhys cuts in, his jaw flexing in annoyance. "This shit is important Az, if we win this thing... Its going to be huge, its going to give us enough publicity that I can finally open another shop in Vegas," Rhys was serious, and it was dragging Azriels mood down, enough that he knew he needed a little something extra to focus. He didnt say anything, just nodded to show Rhys he understood before ducking into the bathroom and mumbling something to Mor about getting settled into his tattoo room.

He fished the little bag from his pocket and used his house key to take two small bumps of encouragement. This technically was cutting back, days ago he would have taken a whole line before doing a tattoo this big. He estimated that with a few breaks it would take him around six to eight hours, and Mor was a trooper, he'd tattooed her before and he knew she could sit through it. He took a piss, washed his hands, and made sure his face was clean before he exited the bathroom.

"Az," Rhys stopped him just before he entered his tattoo room, it was just the two of them now. Kat and Cass were in his piercing room designing the sign for their booth, and Mor, waiting patiently for Az in his own tattoo room.

Azriel stops, wincing slightly, he blinked once before turning around. "What's up?" he tries to be as casual as he can, tries not to let his eyes dart all around the room which was near impossible with nothing to do with his hands.

Rhys softened slightly, but he was still clearly pissed, and he doesn't let on the pity he was probably feeling for him. That was another thing Az hated. "I just need you to get your shit together. And Im not kidding," he tilted his chin lightly, in that way that Rhys did to show that he was in charge. "I want to take you and Cass to Vegas, and hire an entire new staff for here. Maybe even sign Riley on a more permanent position here," this was all new to Azriel. He knew Rhys had been talking about going big in Vegas for a long time. Maybe even turning into a celebrity tattoo shop, but Az figured he would hire outside for that. He figured him and Cassian would have stayed back and run the original shop, he didnt even know if he wanted to go to Vegas. "I can't take you there like this Az, once in a while is cool. This every day shit? Don't make me cut off your supply completely," Rhys words are even, serious, final. Azriels ears got hot, his temper flared, and no it wasnt just the slight buzz he had egging his temper on. It was that Rhys basically just insinuated that he would fire him completely if he didnt clean up his act. And also Rhys arrogant insinuation that if he fired him Azriel would be nothing, like he couldn't get a job somewhere else and supply himself that way. Even though he knew it wasnt true, it hurt, Rhys and his fucking power trips.

"Alright bro," Azriel responded through his teeth, knowing that if he said anything else, it wouldn't be good. "Understood. Im gonna go get to work now," he didnt wait for Rhys to say anything else before he shut himself in his tattoo room with Mor, who was looking at Azriel with raised brows. Of course she over heard.

"What was that about?" she asks casually as Azriel puts some music on and takes a seat on his chair, she was sitting with her bare back to him, her arms in front of her holding her clothes to her chest. If he was younger, he probably wouldn't have been able to handle this, but Mor was more like a sister to him now.

"Rhys being Rhys," he shrugs, he didnt really want to get into it now, even though Mor was probably the best person to talk to. Azriel prepped her skin, cleaning a large area on her upper back where he would be putting her tattoo. It was a gorgeous piece of snowy mountains, with Mor nestled into them, atop a beautiful horse. Immense detail, he had worked on the stencil for weeks.

Azriel changed the subject after that, and for a while they chatted while he worked, it was peaceful enough that he didnt take another bump on their lunch break. He ate something instead, Mor had brought him back a sandwich which he was more than grateful for since he skipped breakfast and hadn't been eating much of anything recently.

When the break was over and he was all set up for the next round, they fell into a comfortable silence for a bit, the outline had been completely finished earlier and he was now just shading and adding details.

"Okay Az, I can't take it anymore. I need all the tea, the full tea. I told you about my new fling I need to hear more about this Bee situation Kat barely had any details, Ive been telling Rhys for years that you guys are gonna end up getting married and having the cutest little babies," she giggled and Azriel leaned back for a moment, her body shook slightly with her laugh.

"Hold still," he muttered, blushing at the mention of y/n, he was glad Mor was facing the other way so she couldn't see. "It's nothing really, I just kind of walked in on her and I can't get her out of my head now. We um, we kissed once. 'S like I just.. I don't know Mor," he shrugged and leaned forward again to continue tattooing her.

"You kissed?" She demanded, sounding excited, Azriel sighed, his cheeks still blazing. "How was that? She's hot Az, you better claim her before I do," Mor was relentless and always seemed to be able to get him talking.

"Yeah, we kissed. I just- I don't wanna fuck it up, she's my best friend Mor," he squints slightly, willing himself to focus as Bee took over his mind, specifically the way it felt to kiss her. "If I give in.. To whatever this is.. I risk losing her, she says I won't... But you know how that goes," he mumbled and shrugged, swallowing hard. He had never wanted anyone so badly as he wanted Bee now, he had to think about puppies and Rhys' grandma so his dick wouldn't get hard in front of Mor.

"Az, you guys were meant for each other. You need to tell her how you feel before it's too late," she insists, he was almost done now, it was getting late too. Lighting wasnt as good anymore, but it was enough for him to finish and get his final details in. He knew she was probably right, he knew at this point, seeing Bee with someone else would destroy him. Fucking Eris was bad enough, but if she actually started dating someone, fell in love with someone. He didnt know how he would handle it. Even if he couldn't fully understand his feelings, he knew now, he wanted her in his life as more than just his friend.

"Im gonna ask her out," he finally says after a long moment of silence his cheeks were still burning but he kept his hands steady as he continued on his final details of the tattoo. Mor squealed with delight, making Azriel grimace, he was sure she would tell Kat and Bee would find out before he even got the chance, so he decided he needed to do it tonight.

"Cutest. Babies. Ever. Mark my words," she giggled again and Azriel sighed before telling her to keep still again. Nerves were coiling in his stomach and he couldn't remember the last time he felt like that.

-

It was late. I had expected Azriel to be home by now, I knew it was a big tattoo but it had been at least nine hours that he had been gone. I wondered if they all had went out for drinks, since Mor was in town, they probably did. I sighed, tossing the empty ice cream pint on the coffee table and taking another small sip from my second glass of wine. I definitely wasnt drunk, but headed in that direction if I kept going much longer.

I knew I was going to need at least a little bit of liquid courage for what I was about to do. After thinking about it all day, I planned to tell Az everything when he got home. I was tired of being a coward and watching from the sidelines, and he deserved to know that I've been standing beside him pathetically hopelessly in love with him for the past eight years.

I had taken advantage of the alone time when he first left, pleasured myself to his photo as many times as I wanted, worked on a little homework, stalked Eris' social media a little, because even though I knew Azriel was the one for me... I couldn't help but still be just a little bit curious about him.

Now, the alone time was getting old, the wine was only making me more impatient, and the stupid reality tv show I was watching wasnt doing anything to sooth my restlessness. Azriel hadn't texted me all day, and I had been fighting the urge to text him all day, knowing that he was busy tattooing and probably wasnt even on his phone anyway. I was horribly nervous, and I knew that if he didnt get back soon, I would probably make up some excuse as to why this wasnt a good idea and back out of it. Just this morning I had been ready to go back to being just friends, to tell him that we could be the same. That nothing had to change between us- I just knew I would regret that forever. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I never got the way I felt off of my chest.

My heart raced when I heard the key in the lock and I closed my eyes for a brief moment, begging any higher power that I wouldn't be a complete idiot. "Hey Az," I twist, watching him enter, he smiles sheepishly at me, entering the living room and sinking into his usual chair by the couch, he turned, swiveling the chair to face me.

"Hey y/n," Azriel breathes out and chews on the inside of his lip, my lips part slightly in surprise at the use of my name, he almost never used my real name, it was always Bee. Nerves fluttered in my stomach, I was completely thrown off by his demeanor now and all of the words I had so carefully planned out all day seemed to slip away. His waves were disheveled from him probably repeatedly running his fingers through them, a few pieces fell over his guarded eyes, is he nervous? Azriel rubbed his hands on his legs as if they were sweating, he didnt break eye contact with me, it made my cheeks hot.

"How um- How did the tattoo go? How's Mor?" I ask, trying to keep my voice as even as I possibly could, my heart thundered in my chest. What was he going to say? Why was he being so weird?

"It went really well," he seemed almost relieved at my question, like he needed to stall something. "Mors great, she can't wait to catch up with you too- Probably going to do a big camping trip with everyone... After the event, before she um, before she goes back to New York," he was distracted, I could tell, whatever was on his mind had him nervous. That wasnt like Azriel, it made me nervous.

"Sounds like fun," I managed, but his intense gaze was starting to get to me, he looked like he was trying to figure something out. Like he was so afraid of something, searching for an answer from me before he could even get his words out.

"Bee?" he finally says after a long moment of silence, my heart leapt as I watched his cheeks warm, his throat bobbed, his hand found the back of his neck, a nervous habit of his I had gotten to know over the years.

"Yes?" I managed, something about the air felt so heavy. This felt like some detrimental turning point like Az was about to open up to me about something big. Hes quiet again for a moment, and his normally tanned face was slightly red, I wasnt used to seeing him blush. The sight made me tingle, it made my nipples harden beneath my shirt, it reminded me of how his face looked after we kissed. I squeezed my legs together, he didnt miss it, his eyes dropped, and quickly snapped up to mine again, he swallowed hard before speaking again.

"I want you to come to the event..." He trailed off and Im about to say yes, of course, I was already going to be there- "With me," he adds on, his voice a throaty whisper, heat pricks at my skin before settling between my legs at the sound of his voice.

"Like as your-" I stopped myself, I couldn't bring myself to say it out loud, my cheeks were on fire, my heart pounded in my chest. This, this was not what I expected.

"Yes, as my date, not as my best friend, I want you on my arm all night, as my date," his voice was so sensual, raspy, as he watched me intensely, his eyes searching mine. My lips parted as he looked at me expectantly, I felt like I was dreaming, I had thought about this moment for so long. "Well? What do you say?" always impatient, and I hadn't exactly realized I still hadn't said anything.

"Yes," I mumble stupidly, relief washes over his face, a confident smirk spreading across his face at my lack of words. What could I even say now? My stomach was practically doing somersaults now as I racked my brain for anything I could possibly wear, the event was the day after tomorrow.

"Good," he sunk back in his chair a little, his eyes wandered before settling back on mine. "You should go to bed Bee," his voice was so damn low and gravelly, it made me want to get on my knees right now. He rubbed his hands on his pants again, his eyes not leaving mine.

"Why?" I ask, my eyes tracking his movements, savoring each and every detail of him. My mind was racing, part of me felt like I was dreaming.

"Because if you don't, Im not going to be able to keep my hands to myself," his voice was raspy and uneven, his jaw flexed, his eyes roaming over me hungrily, like the way he had looked at me before we kissed that night. I debated for a few seconds on whether or not I should just undress and let him put his hands all over me. I decided I didnt want him to regret it later, or change his mind about taking me as his date. Plus, my body was begging me to shut myself in my room and use this whole little conversation as fuel for multiple orgasms. So I stood up, and smiled shyly down at him.

"Goodnight Az."

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a/n: sorry for the wait :/ thank you for being patient eeeeeeee they definitely fucking in 7 wtff officially proof read I love this series so much omggg

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