#I wish they were BOTH bettwr friends to each other

[frothy-commissions]

I decided to revisit Life With Derek and some of you all talk about Emily Davis VERY strangely.

[sea-stone]

I had some writer's block. It's mainly my high expectations halting my momentum becaude despite how much positive feedback I hear, I just want so much more than what I feel like I can write.

Instead of posting Part Two of my Siren Story, I want to share a cute idea in my head that could bloom into something greater after I break the blockade in my mind. Enjoy:

Possible Prologue to "Ride or Die"

Staring a hopeless himbo Scaly Monster named Gael and an AFAB reader. Purely lorebuilding for the first couple parts. Probably just cute fluffy (with some emotional shit sprinkled in the mix).

It was terribly obvious to everyone else that you two were hopelessly into each other from the start. Neither of you left the other's orbit from the moment your eyes locked at College Orientation. In the beginning, there had been plenty of sloppy, flirty attempts from the both of you trying to spur on the other into acting. The overt displays of affection quieted as the lack or action on either of your part had tricked you two only into thinking maybe it was just great friend chemistry. This drove your mutual friends nearly mad at your other incompetence at reaching romantic ques and advances beyond anything blatently direct. You both tried and failed to foster romantic relationships, and anything that lasted a few months crumpled to dust when they saw how either of you acted around eqch other. It was getting annoying to everyone when you both grew frustrated and bitter: Someone had to realize the reality of your shared situation, for everyone's sake.

"I swear," Riley began with a huff as she paced around the small library study room. "The only way to convince those two idiots thay they are meant to be together is to set them up."

"What, like a blind date?" Brenna suggested with an agitated sigh and closed her textbook in defeat.

Riley froze in place and swiveled to look at the two others in the study room. "Exactly!" She exclaimed with a clap. "They are getting desperate now. Maybe we have to just shove them together and see what happens."

"That stuoid shit might work on Gael, but not (y/n). The moment they get a whiff about this sharade, it's over!" Brenna countered.

Oakley, the only other human in your small social group, raised his hand to haunt Brenna and Riley from deforming into a bickering match. He had been the only one who knew you before College, you were close since the beginning of High School even. He knew each of your dirty little secrets, and knew with full graphic detail how much you yearned for Gael with your entirety from the moment you two spoke.

"I think I should admit something to you two," he began and cleared his throat. Riley quickly joined them at the table, her clawed hands clenching the table to near splitering it. Brenna, always the cynical one, raised a bemused eyebrow.

Oakley finally continued. "Remember (y/n)'s past three parnters? After they ended things with them, they came to me about it for some reason. They even told me why, and begged me to do something."

"What?" Brenna roared. Her look of astonishment quickly deformed into fury. "You're telling me you could have ended this shit sooner? Why didn't you tell us, or better yet, (y/n)?"

"You bettwr have a good reason for not telling us at least," Riley threatened through gritted fangs. "I'll drag your bleeding body across the soccor field if-"

"Hey, easy!" Oakley raised his hands up and interrupted Riley's threat. "I wanted to give (y/n) a chance to figure it out. I've asked all of them to tell (y/n) themselves, but only Maya admitted it wouldn't help." Both Brenna and Riley cocked their heads curiously. "I asked Maya to explain further, and she told me that her last conversation with (y/n) allowed her to truly understand why (y/n) had been so stubbornly trying to move on from Gael's stupid ass." Oakley sighed and shook his head. "I just wished (y/n) had let me know themselves, but I think they have convinced themselves it was useless."

Brenna and Riley were about ready to pounce on him and rip the answers out of him when he called Maya and put her on speaker. She answered almost immediately. "Hey, Maya, would you be up to telling (y/n) if you did it with myself and our other two friends there as well?" Brenna and Riley shared a surprised look.

"Um. Yeah, if you think that's what it's gonna take," Maya answered back. With that, the crew of four arranged your love life intervention.