#I'll miss some of them but overall thank goodness I don't have to stay after classes

[q-starhalo]

WAIT I'M FREE I'M ACTUALLY FREE FROM THESE BAND KIDS OH MY GOD

[badaleesbish]

Let's Fuck.... I Mean Sleep | Bada Lee x Reader

°SUMMARY:

𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔.

°CW:

𝙽𝚂𝙵𝚆, 𝙼𝙳𝙽𝙸, 𝙶!𝙿 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊, 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚊𝚜 "𝙳𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚢" (𝙸'𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 😊), 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝚍𝚘𝚐𝚜, 𝚍𝚛𝚢 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝙳𝙸𝙳 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙾𝙵 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳‼️ 𝚂𝙾𝚁𝚁𝚈 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝙼𝙸𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙺𝙴𝚂‼️

"Thank you all for coming! Remember practice, I'll be expecting you to know the choreography for the filming next week! Understand?"

The dance studio filled with scattered "Yes." "Yes, Seonsaengnim." from Bada's students. Watching Bada teach her students just the overall way Bada treats her students made your heart feel so warm. She is so patient with them and takes the time to help them individually. She will stay after class to answer any questions, big or small, she will be there. Dance is really her passion. She will cherish it her the rest of her life.

"Alright, you may go. See you all next week!"

Some of the students began to gather their belongings while others gathered around Bada to ask questions or to simply be in her presence for a moment longer. You check the time as it begins to get late, you didn't mind Bada staying after class with her students but it was getting late almost midnight and you were tired from dance class.

As time went on, your eyes grew heavier as the hands of the clock ticked. You let on a silent yawn as you sat on the couch in the corner of the dance studio. Bada noticed, looking at the time it was almost midnight so she decided to cut this little meet and greet short as she was growing tired as well.

"Okay, I have to go now and I think it's time for you guys to go as well. Don't worry your parents to be worry, right?"

"Unnie, just a little longer, please?"

"Yeah, Unnie."

"Please."

As much as Bada wanted to stay, it was late and she kinda felt bad about leaving you there waiting for her.

"No, no. Grab your things, kiddos. I have to lock up, let's go."

"Yes, Unnie."

Without much of a fight, the students grabbed their belongings and headed to the door. Before her students left, Bada, of course made sure all her students had a ride waiting for them. She didn't leave until each student was gone safely. Bada grabbed her bag as well as yours, reaching out for your hand as the two of you walked out of the dance studio.

"Finally home, I don't want to shower. Just want to lay here. Come baby, lay with me."

"Bada, you're all sweaty. I just washed the covers."

"It's okay, I'll wash them again. Now, come here."

"BADA!"

You yelp out Bada's name as she pulled you over on top of her so you're straddling her hips. You placed kisses upon her lips as Bada smiled against your lips, her hands circled around your lower back, she dragged her fingers along your skin.

"You looked good out there tonight. So sexy."

"Well, what can I say? I learned from the best, Miss Bada Lee."

"Oh, stop it. I'm not that good."

"You are fantastic, Miss Lee."

"Well thank you, princess, so are you."

You planted another kiss on Bada's lips before removing yourself from her body, causing her whine and pout. You laughed at your cute girlfriend as you began to change into your pajamas, deciding to just shower in the morning since it was so late. Honestly, you didn't even want to stand anymore. Your body was so tired and sore from dancing all day long.

As you were changing, cold hands slowly creeped across your waist and a pair of lips lazily dragged across your neck. You gasped at the feeling of Bada's bulge against your ass. You leaned into Bada's chest as her tongue left her lips, gliding across your skin as she kissed and sucked along your neck leaving her marks as if you were her property.

"Baby, we should go to bed. We both have lots to do tomorrow."

"Uh hum."

"You have filming and a photo shoot tomorrow. You also have a class later that night."

"Uh hum."

"And I have to go to class and teach a dance class as well."

"Uh hum."

Bada ignored your words, pulling the change of clothes from your hands as she guides you towards your shared bed. Bada sat on the bed, resting her hands on your waist as she looked up at you as you stood between her legs, running your fingers through her Oreo colored bangs. You got the hint without Bada utter a single word. Even though the both of you were tired out of your minds, the sense of arousal took over your bodies.

Bada tugged at the fabric of your sweats, pulling them down your legs as she kissed along your thighs. Bada pulled you down onto her lap so you were straddling her once again, her hands placed on your hips as she shifted her position so you could feel how hard she was.

You gasp at the hardness pressing against you as you began to roll your hips against Bada. The friction between Bada, her sweat and your underwear was almost euphoric, unreal even. Bada's grip on your hips tightened as she felt your wetness through her sweats, pushing you down more against her. Her lips pressed against your ear, whispering sinful words.

"Ride Daddy, just like that. Such a good girl."

"Oh, baby..."

Position changes as Bada lays back onto the bed, placing her arms behind her head as she watches you grind against her.

"Look at that pretty fucking face. So fuck out, baby."

You leaned down against Bada's body, pressing your lips against hers. Bada's hips bucked against yours, hands leaving their pervious position to grip onto your waist as she began grinding into you.

"Bada..."

"I know, baby."

Eyes squeeze shut.

Hands gripping the sheets beneath your girlfriend's body.

Face buried into Bada's neck.

Biting at the skin of Bada's neck as the two of you approach the brink of pure ecstasy.

Legs began to shake as Bada continued to grind against you as your hips jolted against her.

"Oh God..."

"That's it, pretty girl. Cum for me."

You slowly came down from your high, your body relaxed against Bada's as your eyes flutter shut. Light kissing your lips, Bada stroked your back as sleep fell over the both of you. Not caring for the position, Bada's eyes slowly closed. Her lips utter the words...

"I love you, my love."

[pluppsauthor]

Tag Game: OC Questionnaire!

BIG post, a compilation of every time I have been tagged for this (that I can find) and haven't already answered (I think)

Thanks to taggers at the bottom this time so I can jump right into it! (I'm doing each set of three with a different character from Frequency: Forsaken, since it lines up perfectly)

- - - - - - - [In order of appearance: Zenith, Kyr, Reven, Ino, Dawn, Dusk]

1. What genre of story would you rather be in? (as opposed to the one they are currently in)

*light laughter* "You're implying I'm in a story, one whose genre I'm not entirely sure of. But, knowing me, thinking of myself as being in a "story" is not a foreign thought to me." "As for what genre I'd like to be in. Something calm and nice, like a gentle romance or fairytale of knights and princesses."

2. Do you think you'd survive the movie A Quiet Place? (must stay as silent as possible or alien creatures hunt you down)

"I would need to stay silent? Hmm, I think I would do fine. I can't see, and despite having another form of perception, there are some things still out of my world. I could very well accidentally make a sound without knowing what caused it. My power is also silent so... that would help I think. Overall, I think I would do fine."

3. What's your idea of a quiet get-together with a close friend?

*light chuckle* "I've spent a lot of time with the friends I've made, but I think my favourite has to be sitting quietly by a calm river. The subtle sound and warm silence is really comforting to me. So anything like that would suffice."

4. How do you do on roadtrips?

"Roadtrips? Those aren't really a thing. But if we're talking about long journeys, just give me something to eat and someone to talk to and I'll be fine."

5. Do you have any rituals you stick to in daily life?

"Eating, sleeping, normal stuff. I don't really have "rituals" I do, I just coast, see what happens and go along with it."

6. What would your Halloween costume be?

*laughter* "Well I want to say a dragon, but that would be too obvious." *silent thinking* "OH! What if I was a knight! I can transform into a dragon, then I would be the princess, the knight, AND the dragon, just like those old fairytales. That would be good!"

7. How do you make decisions? Long deliberation, or impulse? Logic or emotions?

"I think things through. As much as I hate it, the amount of times I've given into my emotions is... staggering. I think fast, and act faster, no time for emotions to get in the way."

8. What is the best thing that could happen within five minutes after waking up? Does it signal that the entire day will be good?

"Not bleeding out or missing any limbs. So long as I'm in one piece and not dying, that's enough. And, no. No day has ever - Or will ever - be a good day unless Dusk is dead."

9. Is there anything that you find difficult that you feel should be easy?

"Dying."

10. Who's your favourite person?

"I've lived a long and storied life. To choose only one being who has impacted me the most is... cruel. Most of those I remember being fond of are gone, and I have long since forgotten their names. But they were, friends, of mine once, yes. Now, however... I suppose Dusk is most similar to those I remember remembering."

11. What food can you not stand?

"I don't need to eat, but I can. There was a time, once, where I did need to eat. That time was when I truly enjoyed food. I think my least favourite was something bland, I think it was nothing but basic grains and uncooked plants. It was terrible, so much so that I still remember it today."

12. Do you have any pets?

"I've had a few over my life, none currently however. They live such short lives, it makes me sad to grow close to them."

13. What's your favourite book?

"I haven't read much, on account of being raised outside of the system and being a wanted criminal for the majority of the rest of my life. I read one, once, it was some fictional book about some myth or legend. I think it involved a snake that ate itself or something."

14. Do you like your job?

"Job? That's a funny way of putting it. If you mean being a part of the New Season, then no. I don't like it, but it is a necessity, something that needs to be done."

15. Who would you kill for?

"I'm not one for revenge, mostly. I think if anyone else here in the New Season died. Dusk, Zenith, Kyr, even Ino. I think if they died, I might track down and kill whoever killed them. But if someone threatened ME, I wouldn't hesitate to kill them first."

16. What is your favourite thing to eat?

"Favourite things are for the rich and the comfortable. I will take any food that is edible, regardless of taste. I suppose my "favourite" would be any cooked meat. It really doesn't matter to me."

17. What is one of your lifelong goals?

"Well... that's a tough question. I don't think I have one. I want to help the New Season, seeing as I'm one of the people who founded it. But... that isn't really what I want to do." "I guess I want to tear down the Everden family, seeing how they are the reason my life ended up like this. But I'm not sure what comes after that, if anything."

18. Do you have any fears?

"After... I don't even want to talk about it... but, after that, I REALLY don't like jellyfish. I'm also afraid of forgetting, I don't want to lose my memories again."

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Thanks to (inhale) @tildeathiwillwrite (here), @illarian-rambling (here), @kaylinalexanderbooks (here), @sunglasses-in-the-bentley (here, here, and here)! Love you all! ❤

As for who I will tag, no pressure as always, I will tag: @mk-writes-stuff, @phoenixradiant, @diabolical-blue, @somethingclevermahogony, and open tag. ❤

I'm back now from vacation btw, was out for the last week or so. Now that I'm back I intend to do some old cobwebs (tags) I've been tagged in.

[mugeesworld]

Genos with a Chubby, NB, AFAB Partner head cannons!!

Nb- non binary. Afab- assigned female at birth

The person that requested it asked:

What kind or person do you think Genos would fall for and how would they meet!

Also doing a few plus size head cannons! :)

This might not be accurate cause it's been a bit since I've watched OPM.

I don't think looks matter to Geno's. Hear me out. I think he would like someone that's satisfyingly pleasing to look at. But that doesn't attractive. It could be something special about you. A gleem in your eyes, freckles, a crooked nose, a cool hair style, or just your overall aura.

Or being chubby :). I think Geno's would find a chubby/curvy partner elegant and pleasing to look at. He likes how soft and plush they look. Especially if you have chubby cheeks. I think he would find thoses adorable.

When it comes to what I think Geno's would look for in a partner I think more about personality then looks.

Cause he has a really good sense most of the time whether a person is bad or good.

Geno's would like a partner that is patient with him when it comes to his emotions. Will help him learn about them and be by his side if he gets overwhelmed.

I think he would like more of a light spoken person. Not someone that is constantly loud and yelling. Someone that keeps their calm and has a nice voice.

He would like someone that listens. Someone that pays attention to what he is saying and genuinely cares or wants to help. Someone that is caring.

I think we would like someone that is a introvert or ambirvert.

Someone he can just chill out with. That he can sit in silence with while they read. To where it's not a awkward silence but a comforting, welcoming one.

Over all I think he would like a "soft" person ya know.

They would meet at a coffee shop. You we're inside relaxing on your day off. Sitting by the window.

While genos and Saitama we're on patrol they pass by said coffee shop and Geno's immediately notices you through the glass. Something inside him felt weird. Like his "heart" shuttered. He wanted to know you. You aura seemed so interesting.

While he was thinking, he didn't realize but he stopped dead in his tracks. Just staring at you. Luckily you didn't notice. Saitama turns around to see what's the hold up. "Huh? You want coffee or something?" he asks.

Geno's comes back to reality from his day dream. "No master. I just thought I seen something. Must of been my imagination...." he lies.

They go on with their day but Geno's made sure to scan your face so he wouldn't forget it.

Some days later while he is on patrol by himself he sees you crouched down petting a stray cat. He had to talk to you. He just had to. Its been itching at him all week. "Excuse me miss. It's going to be getting late soon. You should head home before it gets too dark." he says towering over you from the ground.

You look up at him, realizing who it was. "I'll be on my way. Just wanted to say goodbye to my little friend. Thank you sir." you stand up and give him a closed eye smile before turning around to walk away.

Geno's starts walking beside you. "Um. May I ask why you're following me?" you ask confused. Geno's stays looking forward. "Its unsafe for a lady to walk home by herself at a hour like this. I'm heading this way anyways." he says making a excuse to see you longer.

"I see. Well thank you." you hum.

After you and genos arrive at your house he takes his leave. Not saying much. After that you and him started running into each other more often. Talking more each time. Soon be coming friends.

Geno's love language would be quality time or acts of service. He likes have your presence near him. Even if y'all are talking. Or when you do small acts of kindness for him.

Your presence is something he craves so much. How it's warm and welcoming. He can't get enough of it. After a long day of Patroling nothing is more relaxing then coming home to be around you. Cause right when he opens the door to come in this comforting aura just swallows him whole.

He immediately feels relaxed. He's not sure why you have such a aura like this cause it's nothing like he's seen before.

As he gets more comfortable around you and starts seeing you more. He starts craving your presence more often. Not wanting to just be around you but even touching you. Resting his hand on yours. Or your shoulder touching his.

[cottoncandy-cult]

Exchange Program

Naruto Uzumaki x Reader

"Alright team 7, listen up." Kakashi had gathered the attention of Sakura, Naruto and Sai. Yamato was standing behind a girl with (h/c) hair, she wore a hidden mist headband. "In an attempt to strengthen our bonds with the hidden leaf we are doing an exchange program, meaning some of our ninja will be living in the hidden mist for the next few months." Yamato had droned on, going over how the program worked in too much detail. Thankfully Kakashi cut him off. "Anyways this is (Y/n), as you can see, she is from the hidden mist." The young woman wore a (F/c) kimono top with (2F/c) trim and tight ninja shorts, strapped to her side was a katana. Her (H/l) hair was neatly styled, her head band worn proudly around her waist. On the back of her top was a clan symbol, one that had Kakashi chuckling.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, lady Tsunade told me you'd be joining us." This had been Sakura; she had helped review profiles when selecting people to participate in the exchange. "That's cool, I can't wait to see you in action." This of course was Naruto, the bright smile he gave her made the cute girl smile slightly in return. "Thank you, I'll make sure I don't drag the team down." She bowed to the group, making everyone chuckle. "We have faith in your skills (Y/n), in fact why don't you demonstrate your skills with some light sparring?" This had been Kakashi's recommendation, his hand resting on her shoulder. She looked up at him with a bright smile, nodding her head.

"Alright, who should I spar with then Sensei?" Her head tilted cutely, nobody but Sai missed the blonde team member's blush. Though they all stayed quiet, making eye contact before giving subtle nods. "Naruto will be your partner." This made the male recoil, how could he hit the polite girl. She was kinda cute after all. "Are you sure Kakashi-sensei!? I don't want to hurt her!" That made the girl start laughing, Naruto simply giving her a confused look. "It's ok Naruto, I'll be fine I promise." (Y/n)'s voice was reassuring, making Naruto give in with a head nod. "Alright, but I'm not gonna hold back!" This made the mist kunoichi smile, nodding her head. Thankfully they were already in the training grounds, so all they had to do was stretch and get into position.

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After battle (cause I'm not good at fight scenes.)

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Naruto panted as he laid flat on his back, straddling him was none other than (Y/n). An iron grip held his wrists down, throughout the fight she had used taijutsu alone. A part of him was embarrassed, he had never been so physically dominated by anyone. Let alone a woman. He had landed maybe 3 hits; the young woman was barely breathing any quicker. Meanwhile Naruto was sore and hungry, but he was also amazed. She was a true kunoichi, strong in body and heart. Something about her soothed the sting of loss, even though he was physically disabled thanks to her overall strength. "Alright you two match is over, (Y/n) wins." Sakura had stepped in, helping (Y/n) and Naruto up.

"I hope I wasn't too rough, let me buy you lunch to make up for it." She turned to Naruto, giving him a sweet smile. The blonde was quick to smile back, scratching the back of his head as he placed one hand on his hip. "Sure, sounds like fun, if we are gonna be on a team, we gotta get to know each other." This had the others chuckling, all but Sai. The poor boy was still pretty awkward, so all he could do is look at them with confusion. Worrying that he may have to speak to Tsunade about a mandatory psych evaluation. "Since (Y/n) is still getting settled you can go ahead and give her a tour of the village as well."

This was Kakashi, even he could see the signs and being so heavy into his "romance novels" he wasn't going to miss the chance to help one of his students take some of his first steps into manhood. "Good idea Kakashi-Sensei, I know the village like the back of my hand." Naruto chuckled, standing beside (Y/n) and giving his friends such a pure look. Yamato stepped forward, drawing everyone's attention. "Well while you two do that I think Sai and I need to do some personalized training; I think everyone else has some stuff they need to do." He gazed over to Sakura and Kakashi, the two nodding in sync. "Alright if you guys say so, we'll catch up to you later." With that Naruto and (Y/n) parted ways with the group, the streets were a bit packed so he took the girl's hand with a smile.

“Heh, sorry it's a busy. I'd hate to get separated and you get lost your first day." His smile had the young woman's cheeks a light red, but she was quick to return it. "So, Naruto, why did you want to become a ninja?" She spoke from his side, their hands intertwined as they weaved through people on their way to Ichiraku's. "Well (Y/n) I want to be hokage one day, I'm gonna be the strongest." His smile had been so pure, his tone of voice so matter of fact. (Y/n) couldn't help but believe him, she had faith that he could reach his goal. "Heh that sounds cool, I just want to help bring peace to the village... We've only recently been able to pull away from the old ways, things are a bit chaotic. So, I want to help bring the village into an era of peace, it's nothing special but it's my goal."

Naruto turned to her with a smile as they got inside the ramen shop, gently letting go of her hand. She felt a little sad he let go, his hands were so gentle. "Well, I think it's an awesome goal, it's really selfless and I can understand why you'd want to achieve it. I'll help you whenever you need it, you just gotta have my back too." This brought a grin to (Y/n)'s face, she was nervous when she first got there. There was a lot of pressure on the ninja of the hidden mist, so to have someone believe in her and her dreams meant a lot. Even if he was a new friend, he was still a friend. "Sure, thank you Naruto. Now how about we eat, I'm starved." Naruto cheered, leading her over to some stools and telling her about all the different foods.

Neither noticed the 3 heads of hair poking out of a bush behind them; Kakashi, Sakura and Yamato were all watching the two. That was until Sai stepped in front of them, squatting down to be at eye level. "Sensei I've been looking for you, I've been waiting at the training grounds for a while now."

[ouroboros-hideout]

6, 10, 20 & 25 for Like Napalm pretty please?

Thank you for the questions!

6. Do they have pet names for each other? Do they like them?

They have pet names for each other but not in a way of calling each other things like “darling” or “honey” or other cheesy stuff. The names they use for each other have a little backstory. Kurt is “Hound Dog” and Aon is “Wild Thing”. Their first real encounter takes place in Russia in Aon's mine and she's listening to music (she's really into music from the 1960-1980, very retro by 2065). However, the song that is playing when Kurt comes in is “Hound Dog” by Elvis Presley and the last song before Aon turns off the radio is “Wild Thing” by The Troggs. The songs have stuck in each other's minds over the years and at some point they start using them as pet names. As they are not particularly catchy, they tend to use the names in the third person to point things out to the other. Something like: “The Hound Dog looks particularly good today”, or “It's only been two days but I really start to miss the Wild Thing.” And yes they like them and those little games they play with it.

10. What was their last big fight? What did they learn from it?

They don't fight a lot. They rather disagree with each other more often and just sort it out, can either laugh about it afterwards or accept that they can't get on the same page. There is only one really big fight between the two, which also leads to a temporary break-up. It happens the night before the party at the Black Sapphire that V infiltrates in the canon story and Aon finds out that Kurt used to date Myers *cough* the ship is a thing I swear *cough*. This may not sound like a reason to fight at first, but a lot of little things come together Kurt hid from her over the years that combine to make quite a mess. And since both of them can become extreme hotheads in arguments, they say things that they may not have meant at the time. As they get back together, the learning effect is probably that honesty should be the highest good and after all the years they've known and loved each other, they should be able to confide in each other about anything. And that forgiveness is sometimes difficult, but things that are worth saving can remain through it.

20. If they disagree, who's usually the one to compromise?

Kurt in most cases. He's just better at using his natural talent for negotiation etc. to give up his point of view and find a compromise, Aon is too hot-headed for that and wants to impose her opinion and insist that she's right. But she also realizes when she was too over the top or wrong in the aftermath.

25. Who said "I love you" first?

Funny question because both never said it (as of 2077). At least out loud. There are certain points where both where considering to say it in a way “do I say it now? Or will he/she? - is it the right time - I dunno” - way. Since both are really damaged by previous relationships, they both dance around this concept a bit and can't really commit. And overall they are not "that cheesy" (no offense) and "lovebirds like". When they are not alone with each other they act more or less professional and just like very good friends and everything private stays private (everyone knows they are together but yea. Let's give them the illusion KEK). They eventually silently agree that they love each other but it's an unspoken truth that they both just know. I'm wondering if there might be a moment after 2077 where it finally bursts out of one of them because their reunion (they've been apart for +/- a year and a lot of shit has happened in the meantime) gets very emotional. But I'll decide that if I ever write my fanfiction that far.

[huntinglove]

Peaches, pond, and moonlight for the selfship game!

Hi hi!! Thank you so much for the ask!! I'll answer these for my current faves!!

Peaches - How did you and your F/O meet?

I met Charlie because of a blind date! The app we were both using was really strict about not sharing your personal information through the chats, so we agreed to meet up and talk face to face! I was actually using the app to find some friends, because I had just moved into town, but... I'm glad we went a step further.

I ended up being a few minutes late and when I got there he was nowhere to be seen, I thought he had left so I went to a cafe to relax instead. I'm not sure how he found me, but he ended up buying me a slice of cake and sending me a note, apologizing for being late! I decided to join him in his booth and have our date anyways!

He was absolutely sweet and adorable all the way throughout it all and we even shared the slice of cake while we got to know each other! I caved and ended up telling him that I was already in love with him afterwards, he was blushing and smiling so hard he ended up passing out because of what I said (⁠╥⁠﹏⁠╥⁠)

I met Alma when I was staying on campus during the night! I had to finish and submit an assignment to one of my professors, so I ended up staying there until a little bit over two in the morning... When I went to take the elevator so I could go home, the thing got stuck and I guess Alma heard me calling for help and decided to give me a hand!

When they approached me I was... Terrified! They crawled out of the elevator's walls like something straight out of a horror movie, I think it made me black out for a second...

Once I woke up again, they were very kind and patient and we talked for a good while, just getting to know each other! They gave me some tips about my essay's hypothesis, I helped them pick a name for themselves because they didn't remember the one from when they were alive and they even told me about how they passed away...

They decided to help me out because I was nice to them, so they lowered the elevator to the ground floor and opened the doors so I could leave! We kept in close contact after that, both because I started staying late more often and because I took a job as the campus' night guard!

I met Mychael on the day I went looking for my missing cat... I guess I was a bit unprepared because I didn't think it'd take as long as it did, I forgot to pack water and food before I went into the woods. I also remember stepping in a circle of mushrooms and passing out because of the spores.

When I woke up, I was in a cozy looking cabin, laying in bed and covered by a soft blanket. My body couldn't move at all, and that's when Mychie showed up! He gave me some medicinal tea to help me regain movement and relax, asked if I was okay and was very kind and caring overall.

I don't know why, but I swear I thought he was a cosplayer when I first looked at him... I didn't mind it when he told me that he wasn't human, especially with how adorable he looks!

Pond - How do you get along with your F/O’s friends?

Charlie is quite shy and struggles a bit with befriending people, so I haven't met any of his friends yet, but we spend most of our time with one another anyways! I'm sure we'll get along great when we get to know each other though, anyone who's kind to him already has my trust!

Alma says they were always a loner, plus there aren't any other ghosts in the building... They say that other than being their partner, I'm also their best friend! Which is an absolute honor to me, of course!!

Mychael has an easier time befriending animals because they're not as judgemental as humans. It took quite some time for him to believe that I wasn't scared or upset by his appearance when we first met...

He jokes about his only friends being his lovely little hens in his backyard! They're all so adorable that I can't even blame him, I even got to hold and pet Sunny for a good while!

While it seems like my darlings have a certain.. pattern... I can confidently say that my friends absolutely adore them! They always have such kind things to say whenever we hang out together or when I bring them up in conversation!!

Moonlight - Freebie! Say anything you’d like about your F/O

Charlie gives the best hugs, even if he won't ever admit it himself! He holds me in a way that doesn't feel underwhelming or suffocating, it's like I was made to be in his arms, and he was made to be in his!

When we haven't been around each other for a while, he'll just hug me while we're sitting down and gently away side to side for comfort and reassurance, it's very nice!!

Alma really likes to feed my body and play with my hair whenever they possess me, though they have a rough time asking for it. They enjoy being able to experience actual bodily sensations again, and I'm more than happy to lend myself to them to help them achieve that!

Mychael is an incredibly fast learner, teaching him my first language has been very fun and easy! He has an easier time with writing and reading, compared to speech, which is absolutely understandable. He also has a lovely singing voice and I always catch him humming our favorite songs when he's working on chores or knitting!

[dotster001]

Hi! I would like to request for the 1k event with twisted wonderland please!

My OG was kalim, after that it was Floyd and now it's Ace. I chose Kalim first since I knew the game by fanfiction and downloaded the game later. I saw that he was like the sun and I grew up poor but kalim didn't and seeing him not making it his whole personality is really nice, also he just seemed a nice person overall. For Floyd and ace it's the same reason, they have a bit of the same chaotic side like me and they also like basketball and their best friend is tired and get into trouble with them but their best friend still have a stupid side like my own best friend. Change isn't really a bad thing either. I don't really miss Kalim but I'll probably put him back soon!

About me!:

I'm chaotic, I don't have any physical type, I'm ENTP, my greatest value is justice, I like basketball, surf, snowboarding, skating (board), I love kids, I love spicy food and trying new ones, I travel a lot and wish to travel more, I love art, literature, and history, I love the 80's, I hate the color black and my appartement is full of colors with lots of candles, my aesthetic is skate, chaotic academia and retro

The tale: romantic and romance, fluff (I can't andle heavy angst but you can add some) and harem sounds good 👀

Thank you so much and congrats on the milestone!! ♥︎♡♥︎

(Honestly anon, top tier men choices, I love all three of them 😊 Anywho, I hope you like it!)

A Tale Where Ace is a Dork, But he's Your Dork

"Crabby, why are we here," Floyd pouted.

Both him and Kalim were sitting side by side on Ace's bed. At first Floyd had been interested, but now that he was finally here, he was bored.

"Here's how things stand," Ace said. "As you both have probably heard, the prefect and I have been seeing each other a lot lately, and I plan to ask them when they arrive in an hour."

"Since you both dated them in the past, I thought I'd ask what you guys did wrong so that I don't make the same mistake," he said with a wicked grin.

Floyd was about to snap at Ace, when Kalim interrupted, suddenly looking distraught.

"I did something wrong?!?!?" He cried.

Ace faltered. "N-no, you didn't do…."

"What the hell Crabby, I'm fucking perfect," Floyd interrupted. 

"I…I'm sure you were," Ace stuttered.

"But you just said…" Kalim started but Ace finally cracked.

"Sevens! Okay, you were both great boyfriends to them! I just want to know how to be a good boyfriend! God!" He yelled, sitting down with an angry humph.

The other two sat quietly. Then Kalim offered a soft smile.

"Just be yourself. They like you for you. Anyone can see that."

"He's right. But if you're down on yourself they might not stay interested. They like that you're chaotic and stupid," Floyd said, lightening up now that he was able to get a jab in at Ace.

"He's right you know," he heard you say behind him. He turned over his shoulder, and saw you leaning against the door frame, looking wildly amused.

"I like my Trappola to be a silly chaotic sports boy," you said with a grin.

"I can do that," he said, grinning his usual smug grin again, before standing, grabbing your arm, and pulling you flush against him.

"Hey baby," he grinned wickedly, but his cheeks were a blazing red, "Wanna go snowboarding with me this weekend. Romantic-like?"

He was picturing not only showing off his sport skills while enjoying a mutual hobby, but having to snuggle with you for warmth afterwards. The perfect date.

He supposed it was his own fault for inviting Floyd and Kalim into his room.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaw!" Kalim said, holding his hand to his heart, and giggling.

"Gross," Floyd groaned over the top of Kalim.

He would have yelled at them to butt out if you didn't giggle and run your hand through his hair.

"I'd like that a lot."

"Knew it," he grinned nuzzling against your hand.

"Now get the heck out of my room so I can cuddle my new partner," he shouted before dragging you to his bed and flopping on top of you. "You live here now, by the way," he hummed in your ear before burying his face in your chest.

The moment would have been perfect, except…

"Cuddle pile!" Both Kalim and Floyd shouted before jumping on top of them.

[nervousladytraveler]

Dare I ask, could you give us some snippet from Like someone… sequel?🙈

@veryflowerobservation Any time! The good news is that I'm happy to share wee snippets of that project whenever I'm asked. The bad news is that I don't think I'll post any of it to AO3 until the whole thing is complete (I've come to believe serial posting hurts my writing process but more on that later). Here's a rough (very unedited) bit that takes place about 5 months after the epilogue. The lines in bold are lifted from The Miller's Dance (and played with). Don't worry--it's not the putrid throat. And thanks for the ask!

---

“Oh, hello Ross,” Demelza whispered hoarsely into the phone. Ross could tell at once something was amiss and that she was trying to hide it. 

“Did I get you at a bad time?” It was better to coax information out of her. If he asked her outright she’d be on the defensive.

“No no, I’m just,” she paused and coughed, careful to move away from her mobile as she did so. Still he could hear how it caught in her throat, jagged and raw, almost like a dog's bark.

“Demelza?” he said gently but with an undisguised firmness. “You don't sound well.“

“Thanks, Ross. And I thought I sounded like a sexy old movie star,” she laughed. Then the cough returned and he could imagine her wincing in pain. “Yes, yes, I’m under the weather. I made it to my lecture today but then came straight home and haven’t moved since. It’s some stupid flu or somethin’...”

“Something? What are your symptoms, besides the sore throat?”

“Well, that’s enough really--it does feel like razor blades--and I ache all over,” she sighed.

“Sounds like the flu. Any fever?”

“I dunno. I don't have a thermometer--well not one for humans anyway. But I don't feel warm--I’m really cold in fact.”

“Bundle up and get in bed. Take some paracetamol and drink loads of fluids,” he said. He knew all the things he was supposed to tell her but somehow his words rang empty. She needed more than chicken broth and a hot water bottle--she needed care. The one thing he couldn't give to her from so far away.

“Okay, Ross, maybe I’ll do that.”

“Maybe?” he laughed. Still, she was more agreeable than he’d expected. That wasn’t a good sign. “I’ll ring you later to check in?”

“Yes, I’ll keep my mobile next to my pillow.”

“Take care, my love.”

As soon as Demelza rang off, he wasted no time texting Caroline for back up

“Poor thing! I’m in London for the week,” she replied. “I’ll let Hugh know. He should be back at the flat later tonight.”

Ross looked out the window at the grey February sky and tried to weigh all the facts in front of him. The weather forecast did call for snow but not until later that evening. It was not quite a three hour drive but if he left now, he could be in Bristol before dinnertime. 

All he’d need to do is make one phone call and pack an overnight bag. Maybe he should pack for a few days--he had a meeting in Exeter on Thursday afternoon, so he could stay until then.

Nowhere in his thinking did he consciously acknowledge the spectre of Hugh Armitage or the need to get to Demelza before Hugh did.

---

Ross rang the bell to Demelza’s flat then stamped his feet on the pavement in a futile attempt to warm them. For the duration of the drive, the heat had blasted on his face but he couldn't get the vents properly adjusted to circulate to his lower extremities as well. It was frustrating enough to make him miss his old truck. Three hours was a long time to be sitting still in the cold and he wasn’t sure he had much feeling left, certainly his toes felt numb. Still he felt good about his overall timing--the first flakes of snow had only begun to fall just as he parked the car.

There was no answer but rather than feeling impatient, he felt guilty about rousing her if she was asleep. He knew her neighbour held a spare key and was considering ringing her flat when the intercom crackled to life.

“Yes?” A familiar voice croaked.

“Demelza, love, it's me.” Before he had a chance to say anything further--like explain why he’d come--she was already buzzing him in. Once he stepped inside, he could hear the locks opening on her flat door two floors up.

“Ross! Oh Ross!” she called down the stairs. He looked up to see she was in her pyjamas and had some sort of blanket wrapped around her.

“Stay there,” he said, relieved that she was happy to see him. Did he expect she might not be?

“In fact, go back inside,” he said and took the stairs two at a time. 

When he finally met her at the door, she threw her arms around him. He felt her damp face as she buried it in his shoulder. He didn't need to put his hand of forehead to know she was burning up. 

“Oh Ross,” she gasped. “I can't believe you came. You came for…”

“I came for you. But let’s get you back to bed.” He realised he was speaking to her as though she were some fragile creature. 

I’m not a bird with a broken wing, he remembered her saying once.

“Don’t argue. To bed.” Ross dropped his bag at the door so he could put his arm under her to help her walk, ready to carry her if she so much as stumbled.

“I’m alright, I really am,” she tried to smile as she crawled into the dishevelled bed. 

“Of course you are,” he said, and smoothed the sheets out next to her and tucked the duvet around her legs. “Sit up,” he said gently, and turned the pillows over to reveal the sides that were a bit more fresh. 

“I can't believe you came all this way,” she muttered but he’d already left the room.  

When he came back he had a glass of water and a blister pack of paracetamol he’d found in the bathroom. 

“Have you taken any recently?” he asked.

“No, I know you told me to and I meant to but I was so sleepy so I just went straight to bed. I’m sorry, Ross…”

“Don't apologise to me, but you’ve a fever and we need to bring it down,” he said. “Okay, take two. And no matter how you may not feel up to it, you have to drink the water.”

“Ouch,” she whimpered as she tried to swallow.

“I know.” He patted her knee. “I’ll make some tea with honey in a moment and that will go down easier. How’s the…” he began just as the cough he was so worried about chose that very moment to rattle about in her lovely chest. She tried to turn away but her whole body shook. Ross wanted to pull her into his arms and crush her body to his and absorb her pain.

“Here, let me,”he said instead and put a cool wet flannel to her forehead. She shivered and he took her warm hand in his. She squeezed back and he saw the tears forming in her eyes.

“Ross,” she whispered. “Oh Ross.”

“Hey hey,” he smiled but felt his eyes were growing wet too. Demelza was usually so strong, so stubborn and to see her tonight so vulnerable, all her defences down? It pained him and touched him at the same time. He also wished he could bring her home. Well this flat was her home now but she’d rest easier back to Nampara. 

“I’m here,” he kissed her temple and stroked her hair. “But don't talk now. We’ll catch up later.”

“You can stay with me?” she asked wide eyed.

“Of course--for a few days or until you’re better. Close your eyes.”

She did as she was told and after several deep breaths she fell asleep again. He switched off the light and went to work.

He had it in his mind to make tea and after searching all her cabinets he finally found a passable pot of only partially crystallised honey. Then he thought better of it and decided he should wait until she awakened to switch on the kettle. Instead he did the washing up that had been left in the sink and sourly hoped the dishes he was cleaning had been hers and not her flatmate’s.

Ross looked at his watch. She’d probably sleep for some time--maybe even the whole night. Sure tucking her into bed had brought her a moment’s comfort but no real relief. He’d have to do better if he was to be useful. 

But first, he’d need the keys to her flat. He hoped he could find them without rummaging through her handbag.

---

“Ross?”

As soon as Ross had turned the key in the lock he heard Demelza’s hoarse whisper call out to him. He moved quickly inside the flat to find her bundled up on the sofa, sitting in the dark.

“Why aren’t you in bed?” he asked, trying to both assess her state and contain his panic. “Are you okay?”

“Don't be cross--I woke up and found you gone and then I felt lonely so I thought I’d watch some telly.”

“Looks like a good programme." He nodded towards the blank screen.

“Well there was nothin’ good on,” she said. “Where did you go, Ross? I was worried.”

“Sorry, my love.” He perched carefully next to her and gave her a reassuring kiss. Perhaps she felt less feverish than before? It was hard to tell so he kissed her again. 

“I went in search of reinforcements,” he explained and showed her the bag from Boots. “I wasn't sure if lozenges or syrup was better for your cough so I bought both. Plus some tissue--have you been sneezing?”

“No, not even a runny nose,” she said proudly.

“Well that could change.”

“Would that please you? she smiled.

“Yes, immensely. And I got this,” he said, holding up the thermometer. “I’m afraid it’s the old-fashioned kind that goes in your…”

“Please say mouth,” she said. “I guess if I were a real grown up I’d have all that in my own medicine cabinet,” she sighed.

“But you do at least have your own medicine cabinet so that’s a start. Besides, Demelza, the only reason I’ve a thermometer at Nampara is because my father or Prudie or some other adult bought it years ago--certainly not me. And I think you’ve demonstrated your maturity in other ways.”

“Thank you Ross,“ she said. “Thank you for everythin’...Oh! Are you hungry? I forgot to even ask! I can make you some...”

“No, I’m fine. I stopped along the way,” he lied. “But what about you?”

“You know what they say ‘starve a fever, feed a cold’?”

“No, I’ve never heard that. But if you are worried about whether you are adult enough, quoting old wives is a good place to start.”

“It's probably not even true. But as far as conventional remedies go, I suppose it’s better than blood lettin’...”

“Or leeches,” he added, glad that she was feeling up to making jokes. 

“Or laudanum. Is there any of that in your old medicine chest at Nampara?”

“Yes, but it’s only to be used for dropsy.”

“You just made that word up.” 

“No, it's an old medical term like grippe or ague.”

“Well I do feel like I have a brain fever,” she said.

“I hope not, Miss Dostoevsky. But it might be quinsy,” he laughed. “Here put this under your tongue.”

“Whazzle muh tah?” she muttered. 

“That’s a good language, but I’ll learn it some other time.”

“I was only remindin’ you that you’d promised you’d make tea,” she said, taking the thermometer out of her mouth to speak.

“And I will in due course. Have you finished chattering for a moment?”

“Yes. I have now.”

“Restrain any further thoughts that come to your mind. We’ll have to start this all over again,” he said, looking at his watch to record the time the thermometer went back in.

She opened her mouth again then laughed as he playfully put his fingers to her lips.

“Uh uh uh,” he chided. 

This time she opened her mouth and closed her teeth on one of his fingers, but not hard.

“I see the fever has made you vicious. Perhaps you have the horrors,” he said,  having recovered his finger. “Anyway, now that you mention it, if your aim is to become one of those old wives,  I do see a resemblance.”

“Would you like to put your finger in again?” she asked quickly, then closed her mouth again around the thermometer.

He chuckled and put his hand on her knee. 

“I’ll go make that tea but then you’re off to bed. No excuses.”

----

Her fever was no longer raging but still very present--38 degrees--and now that he had numerical data on his side, it was harder for her to argue. She drank her tea, chose the cough syrup over the lozenges which had the added advantage of providing her with a sleep aid, then she crawled back into her bed.

“Where will you sleep?” she asked just as he was about to switch off the light again. 

“I’ll take the sofa,” he said casually.

“Oh yes, I do see that you'd probably want to stay clear of me and my contagion. Plus I probably stink…”

“You don’t. Somehow you manage to look--and smell--lovely as ever, even when unwell. No, I just thought you’d sleep easier if you were alone and not worrying about keeping me awake,” he explained.

“Maybe, or maybe I’d sleep easier if I knew you were next to me?” she said then let out a violent cough that shook the whole bed. Her crestfallen face told him she now saw his point. “You can take Caroline’s bed. I’m sure she wouldn’t mind.”

“No, the sofa is closer to you,” he replied. 

“You win,” she sighed. “There’s an extra pillow and blanket in the cupboard in the hallway.” 

“I’ll check on you in an hour,” he reassured her. “Good night, my love.”

“I love you, Ross,” she murmured, then turned into her own pillow.

----

Ross didn’t want to admit--to Demelza or to himself--the real reason he turned down sleeping in Caroline’s bed. The thought of being so intimately close to Caroline’s private things had somehow felt a bit intimidating to him. But now as he stretched out of the sofa--or tried to--he saw he might have made a mistake. This one was wider than his sofa at home and was very soft. In fact he sank rather deeply into the cushions. But it was just too damn short for his height. He pulled in his knees imagining he’d be rather stiff in the morning. But it wasn’t the less-than-ideal sleeping position that kept him up. Ross was listening as closely as he could to every sound--every grunt and every breath--that drifted out of Demelza’s open bedroom door. 

He must have eventually fallen asleep and woke with a start when the living room light switched on suddenly.

.“Ross? Mate? What brings you here?” Hugh laughed as he put dropped his keys on the table by the wall.

[idv-askchaoticduo]

The days seemed like they went by in the blink of an eye, everything that is good comes to an end, and the chaotic duo knew that well.

For one side there was the Cortés family, Lawrence hugging his dear sister with a sad smile on his face... After so long of being away from her, having to be separated again pained him.

"I'm sorry I can't stay longer, but our parents trip ends in few days, I can't let them know I was away."

"Lawrence... todo va a estar bien.. I'll find a way to solve all this mystery our family has and bring you back home."

"As long as you're okay, I don't care what happens with mom and dad.. just please promise you'll be okay, porfavor."

". . . Lo prometo."

The Gambler finally released her from the hug, still smiling at her with some tears in his eyes.

"Can you at least write some letters to me now that you know my whereabouts? Just so I can know how life is treating you."

"Hmhmh, I will but you better write back."

Cristian rolled his eyes and walked over to Lawrence, extending his arms, The Gambler looked at him confused before sighing and begrudgingly hugging him too.

"I still hate you, you know?"

"You're not the only one, but I need you to me a favor, I left a letter on my room that I want you to deliver to whoever wrote the poem, alright?"

"Mmhm, sure, I'll let your gay crush know how much you love him-- AUGH."

The Lady scolded Cristian for kicking Lawrence. Not showing any sort of regret.

The situation quickly went back to it's sad ending, bidding the other a farewell and hope for a better time to meet again.

----

On the other side of the manor, was Samantha and Dominic, walking side by side to the exit of the place at a very slow peace.

"How come the caretaker didn't notice you were gone?"

"The Caretaker has been gone for a while, his son was the one keeping the place running for a bit but he went away too... I didn't expect to see him here at all."

"Wait, the Caretaker's son is real? Who is it?"

"Yeah... your friend's twin, the one with the fancy clothes."

For a second Sam was shocked at the revelation, she had never seen such person in the orphanage, she had thought that he was a myth, an hallucination from the man or simply a joke.

"Since both of them are missing from the place, I had to keep the orphanage running by myself.. well, somewhat, an old friend of yours actually gave me a hand on taking care of the kids while I was away."

"An old friend....?"

"Well, I assume it's old... I think his name was Simeas or Simon."

"What!? The hell is he doing at the orphanage?"

Dominic simply shrugs, noticing they both arrived at the door. He turns to look a Samantha with a smile, just when she's about to say something, he cuts her out by giving her a hug.

"I promise I will make the orphanage a safe place for me and you and everyone else. . . Just you wait."

The Candy dealer laughs and returns the hug, giving her old friend another goodbye. Praying for it to not be the last one in their lives.

[Unraveling The Old - Event] [Status - Ended]

Event moments;

Make 'Cristian'/Dominic meet Sirius ❌️

Make Lawrence and 'Cristian' meet ✅️

Make Lawrence and Madison meet ✅️

Make Samantha and Dominic meet ✅️

Ask 'Cristian's about his intentions ✅️

Ask Madison's about her Family ✅️

Ask Dominic about the orphanage ❌️

Ask more about Madison's lover ❌️

Make any of Lawrence's lovers meet Madison ❌️

Make Dominic have other friends ❌️

Involve 'Cristian' in another fight ❌️

//Overall? Wished some would ask more about them, but I did went inactive for a bit so it's my fault. Thank you all for participating

[testedtransgressor]

Been dead for the past few months. Let's shift that.

Had some health issues that made it difficult to work. Still battling them, but I've abandoned the idea of healing at this point and I'm working more on pain management. Full recovery can take up to six months in a brace and I just don't have that kind of time to pause everything.

Despite all the distractions, still managed to finish my media law and ethics class with a Distinction. On to Video Production class now, let's good! Hopefully I can nail these assessments and come up with a HD overall for the year - I'll get back to journalism in Jan, but after all the law stuff I just needed a creative class to refresh my brain.

Speaking of creative, I've been working on a new worldbuilding project, which is coming along really well! Looking at possibly turning it into a video game setting, but if that goes ahead it's going to be several years before we see it hit the shelves. Here's a pic of the rough map I've been working on in recent weeks.

Still in my dead-ender to pay the bills, but had a moment of affirmation the other day - got another contact offering me a management position at a hotel. For those who've been playing along via Twitter and FB this past year, I left hotels and hospitality for a reason, and while those salaries are very pretty, I don't feel entirely comfortable with the idea of sacrificing my body and development time for anything less than six figures.

I'm rebuilding the content-posting network again, so follow whichever of these you're on. I'm also on Threads and still have my old Twitter/X, but rarely post to either of those. Maybe I should start doing updates there...

Finally, Flare has stalled thanks to editors - or lack thereof. Specifically, lack of finances to pay editors. There may be a beta version out by the end of the year, but it'll be missing the last few chapters for obvious reasons. Right now I'm just seeing how things go with staying paid and keeping up bills. If you want to throw money into the project, head over to my Ko-fi and tip - everything coming in via creative stuff goes into publishing Flare first, and will then go onto the journalism stuff.

Link recap for the ones following at home:

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Facebook

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[balanceater]

Sarah West In-Game Dialogue

*In the opening of her story* I don't want to be queen... What if I end up as a tyrant just like my mother, or be worse than she was?

*In her ending* Father? What happened? *Her father explains about how Sarah's extreme stress caused her body to shut down and fall into a comatose state* Does that mean... everything was just a dream? *Her father asks what she means. Sarah shakes her head as she asks* Did anything happen while I was asleep? *Her father explains to Sarah with a smile that the guards had found a mine that had a surplus of amethysts, and the kingdom is no longer poor. Sarah smiles at this but then goes back to a neutral expression* Father... I think the reason I fell asleep for so long was because I was afraid. Afraid that I would become just like Mother if I became queen. *Her father pats her head as he says with confidence that Sarah is better than her mother ever was. Sarah smiles as she shakily gets out of her bed. She hugs her father, and he returns the embrace. She looks past him and sees Balan. She quietly gasps as she realizes the events of Balan Wonderworld weren't just a coma-induced dream after all. He waves at her and tells her to be honest about the favor she wanted to be granted. She nods as she lets go of her father* Father... Can I ask you something?

*In her secret ending* Alright... I'm all packed. *Her father walks into her room and asks if she really wants to do this* Yes. It'll just be for one year. Besides, it could really help us in the future in case the amethyst mines run dry. Plus, you know I've always wanted to study Dutch. *Her father says he knows but still gives her a hug. She returns the embrace as she picks up her suitcase. Before she leaves, one of the maids arrives with a white envelope with a familiar purple colored wax seal on it. She hands it to Sarah as the maid takes the suitcase from Sarah and walks out of the room. Her father asks who the letter is from. Sarah takes a closer look at the wax seal and realizes it's the Balan Theater seal. Her father says that Sarah should get going as he does not want her to miss her plane flight to the Netherlands. Sarah nods as she puts the envelope in the pocket of her overalls (in this ending she is in her second unlockable outfit) and leaves the room. The next scene consists of Sarah being inside a horse-drawn carriage as she takes out the envelope. It was a letter that was written by both Balan and Lance, wishing her good luck with her one year stay in the Netherlands and promised to personally visit her once Sarah becomes a great queen. A tear falls from Sarah's left eye as she smiles* Balan... Lance... Thank you... For changing me...

*In the bad ending* Father... I don't want to leave you...

*If the player chooses to play as her* I'll do my best!

*If she sees Leo/Emma wear her default outfit* You look so lovely!

*Upon having her outfit changed* I like these clothes!

*If Negati appear in front of her* Oh dear... Please be friendly!

*To the Tims* I wish I could take some of you home!

*Upon wearing her representative costume* I definitely feel more joyful!

*Upon being defeated* (She just sobs loudly)

*Collecting items* Could we use this?

*If the player goes near her illusion* Hello!

*If the player is near her illusion and Negati appear* Be careful!

*If the player gets lost* Do you need a hand? *Points in said direction*

*If the player puts on her Representative Costume* I love that outfit!

*After being saved* Am I still dreaming? (Balan explains to Sarah that she is currently in a coma in the real world but does assure her that she is physically fine.) So... I'm having an out of body experience? I... suppose that makes sense. (She turns to the player and curtseys to them.) Thank you for saving me. That woman you saw... That was my mother. She recently passed away. I... did not have a good childhood when she was alive. She was a tyrant that ended up making our kingdom poor because she wanted all the gold for herself. That was probably what that "Nega-Boss" was... a reflection of the mother I tried to move on from but couldn't. I then started to think that if I became queen, I would become just as greedy as she was. Maybe even worse! I think my father tried to tell me I wasn't, but that might have been when I fell unconscious.

*If the player gives a positive response* You don't believe I'm like my mother either? (Sarah smiles as tears begin to fall) Thank you... Maybe there is some hope for us after all. (She wipes her tears and gives the player a small hug)

*If the player gives a negative response* (She does not say anything as she takes her tiara off and holds it. She then puts it back on as she sits on the ground.)

*If the player gives a neutral response* Not all royals are as tyrannical as my mother was.

[ghostfanwriter]

🍓✨ Strawberries ✨🍓

Where Norman surprises you with two big boxes of strawberries.

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Hi besties!

This is a fluffy little thing I found on my phone a couple minutes ago. I know I've never finished my Chris Evans one, but this one is too good to be left on the drafts. And this is a pretty quick read as well.

Be kind to it, I really love this one!

Hope you like it. Feedback and comments are appreciated as always.

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You're on your yoga mat practicing a bit when your YouTube video is interrupted with a phone call. It's Norman, and considering he's always finding reasons to call you, you don't find it strange.

You answer with a sweet "Hello". "Hey, you home?" "Yeah, doing some yoga, why?" "Does that mean you're in yoga pants?" "No. That means I'm in my pijamas still." "Oh, that's even better." You laugh, Norman is just, how can I put it into words... Something else. He is this funny and low key weird guy who's at the same time extremely sweet and overall just that person whose vibes are craved by almost everyone he knows. No matter how hard you try (and quite honestly you were certainly not trying) to hate the guy, you just can't.

"Why do you sound like you're running?" "Oh, I'm walking actually, just left the grocery store." "Are you coming over?" "Yeah, I'm gonna give you some strawberries." Strawberries? Honestly, coming from him, strawberries are actually a pretty 'normal' answer. "Why are you bringing me strawberries?" "I've bought too many, and I won't need it. So I'm giving them to you!" Half of you believes him, but part of you certainly doesnt. You just can't tell when he's being honest and when he's just messing with you.

"Oh, alright. Waiting for you then. Bye." You say in a I'll-let-you-think-that-you're-fooling-me kind of tone, and "Be right there to help you out with those shorts" is his answer. He laughs after saying that, and so do you. You go back to your video, finishing your session.

Not even 10 minutes after you spoke to Norman on the phone, your interphone rings. You answer it. "Hi, Miss y/l/n, Norman is down here, can I let him up?" "Oh, he's there already? Does he have something with him?" "Hm, he has two boxes." "Big boxes?" "Kinda big, yes. He looks a bit tired too." "Tired from carying these over!" You hear Norman's voice. "Ask him what's inside the boxes, please." "Right. Sir, what's inside the box?" "Oh she knows what's inside the box. Strawberries! Y/n just let me go up, c'mon!" "Can I let him up?" "Yes, let him up. Thank you, sorry for the whole situation." "It's ok miss, the two of you are something else." Then Norman again: "Ask her to wait for me with the door open, please, these are kinda heavy." "Sure, did you hear that, miss?" "Yeah, I did, thank you. Will be waiting. Have a nice day, thanks and sorry again!" "My pleasure, have a nice day you too!"

You open your apartment door and look at the elevator, that stays almost in front of it. Not even one minute later, the elevator stops and the door opens, revealing a heavy breathing Norman, with his puffy black jacket, hat, sunglasses (yes, he wears them inside even when there's no strong lights where he is), and two huge boxes of strawberries.

"Hey", he says casually, smirking - or was him laughing at the confused expression in your face? "What-?" "Let me in, it's heavy." You let him enter and close the door behind you. "Why did you buy all these strawberries?" "Actually, remember how I said I was going to give half of the strawberries I bought?" "Yes?"

He looks at you, then at the box. Then at you again. You get it, but deep down you don't want to believe it.

"I'm actually giving you almost all of it!"

"WHAT?!"

"I know!" "Norman why did you buy all these strawberries?" "Because I know how much you love strawberries!" He goes to the other side of your island, sitting on one of your stools. The little shit is laughing and you just know he is lying straight to your face. "Norman, there are two boxes, EACH of 5 kilograms of strawberries on top of my counters. You don't want me to believe that you thought I would have any recipe that requires fucking 10 kilograms of strawberries, did you?"

"See? Means you can make more than one recipe!"

"Norman?!"

"Smoothies, cakes, pies, strawberry with chocolate, you love those!" You take a deep breath, not believing the man in front of you. You then say taking pauses in between each word: "Norman! Why did you buy all these strawberries?"

He hesitated a bit before answering. "I bought them using the app you told me about. But I must have gotten the sizes wrong, and when I received them at home, I didn't know what to do." "You said you were coming from the grocery store." "Lied. Thought you maybe would believe that it was a surprise?"

You were holding your laugh inside this whole time. But now, with the defeated look in his face, you can't help but burst into laughter.

He looks at you. "What?" "How did you mistake the sizes?" "I thought I was buying two boxes of 500 grams, not 5 kilograms. One for me and one for you." He says, laughing a bit at his own mistake. You think it's adorable that he was actually buying one box for each of you. "I would have loved to see the delivery person's face when you saw the boxes." He laughs, thinking about how confused he must have looked.

You go towards him, cupping his face in your hands. "How can you be so silly, old man?" "Don't know, maybe I was thinking about you while I bought the boxes. Got distracted." He grabs you by the butt, pulling you closer, placing his right thigh in between your legs. "Oh, is that so? And how can I help you focus better?" You say, while rolling your hips softly, rubbing yourself against him. "Well, you know… maybe… I don't know… you could help me clear my mind." "Would love to." You say before kissing your man. You truly love just how... Unpredictable Norman is.

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So? What did you think? I really, really love this one. I loved finding it. Let me know if you like it too!

On my profile there are a few other fics. Joel Miller, Chris Evans and Norman again, be my guest and give them a shot!

Bye besties ✨🍓

[allovertheplace-writing]

Since you did the heat tolerance!mc, can I request a cold tolerance!mc. They fall asleep quickly in the cold and they will pass out from the heat if its above 25℃. You dont have to do this, Im a big fan of the cold aswell a have passed out from heat above 35℃

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Character(s): Lucifer, Mammon, Levi, Asmo, and Satan

Genre: Fluff

Type: Headcanon

Description: Headcanons of the brothers with an MC who's tolerant to the cold

Warning(s): None

Link to -> Heat Tolerance MC

Thank you sm for the ask! I hope you enjoy it! I had to remove Beel and Belphie due to time constraints, but if you request this again for the "un"dateables while my requests are open I'll include them ♡

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➢ Lucifer

Lucifer noticed the signs, the way you swayed and tried your best to wear light clothing

He pulled you aside after class, he unfortunately had only one with you, to check on you

You mentioned how warm it was today and how you felt faint

As much as he might've wanted to rush you to the infirmary, he walked you there slowly

Lucifer had an air conditioner placed within your room, making sure it kept your room at 15°C or 6°C

He enjoys waking you in the morning whenever you accidently sleep in as he gets pretty hot under all his layers

He also just runs warmer in general

➢ Mammon

He never noticed until he walked into your room after the air conditioner was put in and immediately screamed-

Mammon gets cold very easily and the shivers that racked his body when he opened your door was embarrassing

At least he thought so

Even after you explain your heat sensitivity he wouldn't understand much, but he'd keep it in mind

If it was a hot day he'd ask Lucifer if you could just stay home or if he could have some money to get you lots of ice packs

You fainted once in front of Mammon and he panicked, and of course he caught you

The Great Mammon's gotta help you after all!

Overall, he does his best to accommodate for you even if he says it's a load of work

➢ Levi

Levi tends to be cold

He'd be the best cuddle buddy, if you could get him to agree

He doesn't mind if you hangout in his room, he knows it's cooler in there due to the aquarium and if it's particularly hot that day he'd be happy to have you

Levi, after you get the air conditioner, began missing your company due to you liking your room more

But he didn't quite like the coolness of you room

He can stay in there for an hour or two (2) before having to leave, he might be cold but that doesn't mean he likes it

Don't get him wrong! He enjoys the time he spends with you

➢ Asmo

If he didn't love you so much he wouldn't even dare enter your room

Asmo likes helping you take care of your skin and yourself in general, especially the days where he gets to pick out your outfits

Mammon once joked that he looked like Lucifer due to the layers he wore to your room

Despite 15/6°C being early spring temperatures

Asmo, much like Mammon, does his best to make sure you're okay when it's warm- but even when it's not he's thinking about if you're all good

There's this face mask he received from a sponsorship a bit ago and it's very cooling

He made sure to save them all for you so you can relax even more when y'all have a day to yourselves

➢ Satan

Satan keeps his room cool so the pages of his books don't curl from the heat so his room is definitely a safe haven

He enjoyed your company quite a lot so when Lucifer got an air conditioner for your room, he was upset to say the least

But he began joining you when you were in your room, bringing books you might like or just reading to you into the night

Satan is one to take care of you more extensively than the others, he checks up on you twice a day- at lunch and at the end of the day on the way home

He actively carries an ice pack in a small cooler on the hotter days in Devildom

Jabs insults at Lucifer sometimes for not noticing how the heat affects you, mentioning how he's always known

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[i-need-air]

Hybrid!AU Wolf!Bakugou Katsuki HCs Part 2.

Summary: Part 2 is here! While in part 1 it was mostly adoption and how he'd behave with you as a roommate, part two is him ✨ realizing things ✨ followed by how he'd be in a romantic relationship.

Word Count: 2k words [ oops, I did it again ]

Notes: So I said it'll be out in a few days but three [3] people asked me for part 2 and I'm a sucker soooooooo!! I could've just written a long ass fic but whatever, I thought I'd make it shorter in headcanons... hah lol right. Enjoy!

Part 1 here!

× he's a wild wolf so he's very active; like you need to understand he needs to go outside if not he'd get impatient, more aggressive, snappy, so once you took him on an easy hiking trail near your house and he loved it so once or twice a month you both go together to different places [ he demands it ]

× it's hard to keep up with him bc he's literally genetically engineered to be better than any very fit human being but he slows down for you

× morning runs at 5 a.m. bc he's insane

× is also a grandpa

× watched all documentaries on any streaming platform you could provide to him, also loves reading

× as months pass and you start to have your routine in order, word comes to you that an acquaintance is looking for a security guard at his mechanical shop two streets away from your house

× you casually mentioned it to Bakugou because he was starting to act anxious whenever you'd leave the house, so you assumed he was extra bored

× seriously, the house was spotlessly cleaned, he cooked amazingly and was occupied with your old laptop and going around the city to explore, but you guessed he wanted more independence?

× little did you know you were right but so wrong lol

× so Bakugou stared at you intensely and asked "Where?"

× it was as easy as telling him the location, him nodding and you thought he'd consider it; you didn't put any pressure on him because he already did so much to help around anyway

× well guess what bitch, next day he comes up to you saying you gotta co-sign his contract [cuz fuck society] meaning he got the job

× he was perfect for it because tall, intimidating, muscular wolf guy? who'd even mess with him? do they have a death wish?

× well, even before this he started to be... soft

× but once you really did show him you support whatever he wants to do, you give him his freedom and liberty of choice, he just reaaally changes, man

× he gets touchy, like his hands stay one second longer on your skin, he uses any excuse to have them on you, even his eyes follow you everywhere

× like c'mon, it's obvious but you didn't wanna put too much thought into it because we're respectful here

× not like you had a big fat crush on him and slowly started to realize it too

× sike bitch he knows

× you think his super-hearing didn't catch the way your heartbeat spikes up every single time he touches you? *please*

× i think he knows before you know

× meanwhile he is working to discover his feelings too

× so your relationship slowly turns into a couple's like relationship but without anything official and of course no kissing or such [ sadly ]

× would get jealous easily

× basically because nothing is talked between you two and deep down is insecure

× why the hell do you smell like other people? was it just a hug or something else? hell, why would you even hug people when he's right there??? just ask and don't touch some extras????

× another thing he does is getting very close to you while you talk to somebody else; scoffs and glares at them too

× ok so!! gifts! he really appreciates any gift you give him but scolds you if you do because you genuinely don't need to do that

× of course he just scolds you and calls you an idiot so I do hope you already learned his language

× it basically means that you shouldn't have done it, he's really grateful but seriously you shouldn't have

× like that one time you saved up money to get him a good computer and he forgot how to speak for like an hour

× the softest thank you ever afterwards

× still sounded rough but he was shocked as fuck

× one thing that remained in your brain were his friends, as sometimes he'd mention them

× so you took it upon yourself to find them, of course with his permission

× gets genuinely overwhelmed and plays it off saying he wouldn't mind knowing where those idiots ended but you didn't miss the way his voice trembled

× for you to find them you needed names and any information he could provide so that's when he, after a long silence and a mesmerized look on his face, started really talking about his life

× which was fucked; won't get much into detail but he was indeed in a fighting ring, people came and bet on whoever was stronger, he even had to fight his friends, everything was filled with abuse and their conditions were subhuman...

× just overall awful

× you couldn't help but hug him tight, feeling him shake in your arms

× with a hesitant voice he asked if you really did think there was a chance to find them

× just couldn't believe how amazing he felt in your arms

× or how your determination that night made his heart clench and took a big weight off his shoulders

× anywho;;;; after his first paycheck he takes you out on cute dates

× never calls them that, just demands you dress up [helps you out cuz boy got style] and takes you to a nice coffee shop or something

× AND on your fifth not date cuz you're not official but there's this weird tension between you date he finally kinda s n a p s

× you honestly didn't expect the waiter to flirt with you, he came out as very pushy and even if you were a lil uncomfortable you smiled and brushed it off

× when the waiter suggested giving you his number the sandy blond hybrid growled

× which i shit you not made the whole coffee shop freeze

× and you froze too

× but neither of you could say anything because the oblivious fuck kept talking

× basically joking about how you should keep your pet in a leash, to which you got up, threw some money on the table, grabbed Bakugou by the hand and leave before he'd rip someone's head off

× it only took you to touch Bakugou's arm to calm him down as he followed behind you wordlessly

× so you stood outside, angry, deep red eyes on your figure

× and silence

× his hand still in yours

× it was warm and amazing and you felt angry but your heart was beating loudly; angry at the waiter that you wanted to go full Karen on and get fired but excited because that growl shook you to the core, as if you could tell it was territorial and it was because of that pig flirting with you and did Bakugou Katsuki just lace his fingers with you?!

× "Oi." he interrupted your thoughts

× he turned your frame towards him and pulled you [kinda harshly] into him

× you'd make a comment about it but brain empty, just Bakugou Katsuki blushing

× "You're mine, you get it?"

× skdjflglykshs

× it sounded like he asked but it was a demand so oops you're his now ok bye

× like I said, boy isn't dumb so he lowkey knew you felt something too

× legit from there on he's just soft as fuck

× has a hard time opening up but visibly tries for you

× still continues to be a pain in the ass, Bakugou Style, but with a loving teasing attitude behind it

× his eyes give him away all the time

× they shine whenever you're in his field of view so congrats because, and this is the best part:

× WOLVES MATE FOREVER 💕💓💞💗💝💟

× oh yeah, he's yours, no takebacks

× he isn't one to half-ass the relationship; you're his now and he'll do anything for you

× big time touch starved it hurts

× because he is shy

× so whenever you introduce him to hand holding and cuddles, he can't get enough

× not big on PDA [ and not recommended since human-hybrid relationships are kiiiinda frowned upon but it's getting better ]

× although at home it's another deal

× seriously cuddle him; he's big into the protector vibe so he's a big spoon almost exclusively unless it's to sleep on top of you

× speaking of! accept that even if your relationship isn't that intimate, he'd still hint about sleeping together in the same bed

× so you better catch on when he does because he'll just click his tongue and call you needy

× while dragging you to bed

× sleeps holding you, his nose in your hair or in the crook of your neck

× unless it's summer then stay on your side 💅

× you know those kisses that just scream "I can't get enough of you"? that's his whole kissing vibe in a sentence

× hell, even the gentlest kiss gives that vibe away and it'll 100% leave you breathless

× doesn't have experience but is a very fast learner

× pays very close attention to your body language

× really into biting your skin enough to leave marks

× wear his hoodies

× no, I'm fucking serious, wear them now

× his chest puffs and he turns into a blushing mess when you do it the first times because his scent is on you

× scenting is a big thing for him so of course he's gonna love it

× 10x more territorial because now he has a mate to protect

× jealous but trusts you

× still very jealous though

× let's all pretend he is definitely not scenting you before you go out because it's in his nature and it is embarrassing

× the first time he tells you he loves you it's when he's feeling vulnerable

× the search for his friends is still on-going, he feels less than adequate as a providing mate, is pissed at the world for treating him like an inferior animal when they created him, everything is piled on his shoulders and whenever than happens he closes off

× you notice immediately

× will not tell you at first

× it's only when you go to bed and he turns his back to you when you really know it's bad

× even if you fought before, he'd angrily snuggle you at night-time

× now it's so different

× hug him, whisper sweet nothings in his ear, pull a blanket all over you both and big spoon him, he'd start shaking and talking in no time

× will hide his tears from you but you'd know

× "You're the best fucking thing that happened to me, [Y/N]... I—... Shit... I love you so much."

× neither of you slept that night

× excuse you? drink some water and pray to jesus;;; you talked about feelings, ok? communication is key in a relationship, puh-lease

× [ i have this whole nsfw hcs post already cookin in my brain so maybe I'll make it happen cuz y'all know he has a mating season and all that comes with it 👀 ]

× back to being children of jesus here

× thanks the moon, the heavens and all the gods for putting you in his life; boy didn't believe in destiny but deep down he thinks you were meant to be

× you still better wash the dishes or you'll get your ass kicked.

Extra:

× you did find some of his friends, little by little, and even if he acted nonchalant, like k das cool, it was obvious he was extremely happy

× so they did get adopted too

× you got in contact with them on social media and they were all very excited about meeting

× so it was a chaotic meeting with a dog hybrid called Kirishima and a mouse like vibrat yellow guy called Kaminari

× they all were looking for Bakugou too since they were very worried about where he ended

× Kirishima shed manly tears when seeing Bakugou

× as they instantly welcomed you in their small group, they informed you both that the majority of the squad was adopted and they're in contact, while they're still actively looking for the others

× cue to the softest expression you've seen on Bakugou in public followed by "That's good"

× silence

× shock and silence

× Kaminari turning to you and whispering "You did this" with a hand on his heart, lips trembling as he wiped an imaginary tear

× insert instantly snappy Bakugou

× when everyone laughed and continued to make plans to meet up with the others, he just looked at you conversing with them, soft expression again on his features and his chest warming

× "Oh! Look, he's doing it again! Quick, take a pictur—"

× "SHINE!"

[narutogwriting]

Greetings! It I. Whomever the f*ck that is!

I don't know if anyone's every told you, but your writing is absolute Grade A Quality. And I, as in me, happen to nurse quite the interest for said A Grade writing. Shocking, is it not? Foolish! Of course it is not! Surprising. That is. It IS the best writing afterall! I- Hm... ఠ_ఠ

Okay, I'll stop horsing around, sorry,,,

I have come to make a request if that is alright with you and you do not have too many already!

I recently discovered the song "Heart Attack" by Deni Lovato and would really love a little story with boisterous and playful reader that's had the second longest-standing crush(after Hinata's, cuse, MAN, that girl be the inventor of pinning no jutsu) known to everyone, but Lee, where the crew could be out throwing one of those rare party where a majority of them can be present, eventually ending in a karaoke where the fuzzy warmth of what little alcohol the reader drank gives them the little bit of missing courage(or sensibility) to, just, climb on a table and spill all their feelings, love and frustration into this one song before loudly announcing that This One's For Lee, like a challenge.

If you would have the space/kindness to add the aftermath where the reader immediately sobers up after comfessing and just, absconds through a window, I would be the most grateful gal alive,,, >v<

I'll venmo you a goat.

Okay this was seriously WAY too fun to right Naruto is my one true love but Rock Lee was my first Naruto crush<3

HEART ATTACK

Pairing: Rock Lee x Reader

CW: good old fluff

Length: 3.6+

Summary: Rock Lee has been your not so secret crush for as long as you can remember. You’re determined to take it to your grave, but what happens when you’re drunk at a karaoke bar doesn’t stay at the karaoke bar...

The music was loud, the room was dark, and everyone was there. How long had it last been since everyone was able to get together?

The life of a shinobi was a busy, dangerous one. There was little time for laugh and play, especially as you all got older. It was easier when you’d just graduated from the academy. All of the missions given to new genin were level D to C, little things like gardening or finding lost pets that didn’t take much time or require you to even leave the village. It was easy for everyone to find time to get together and hang out.

But as time passed, things changed. Everyone’s ranks were different, some people like Shikamaru took up more political roles in the village. It was easy to drift apart without even realizing it.

So tonight was one of those rare moments where the stars aligned and the old group was able to get together to hang out.

The venue of choice; a karaoke bar.

It was the first time you were all able to drink together… Well, legally at least.

“Thanks, Kiba.” You giggled, giving him a flirtatious wink as you took the drink he’d just bought you, sipping it. Did you like Kiba? No. But was he fun to flirt with? Absolutely. And if that flirting led to him wanting to buy your drinks for you, well, who were you to deny him?

Kiba was cute; that wasn’t the problem. Heck, most of the guys from the Leaf were cute and way too easy to get along with. You’d known them practically your whole life, grown up together even, but despite all their great qualities, it was only one shinobi who had your heart, and he didn’t even know it. 

The first time you’d seen Lee was before the first test in the Chunin exams. He had easily taken on Naruto and Sasuke without batting an eye. He was so swift, so smooth, you’d watched him in awe. He was a bit eccentric, but had a focus and prowess you’d never experienced before. You thought he was amazing.

You were content to watch him from afar until the preliminaries. During his fight with Gaara, you’d held your breath, watched in horror and amazement as he took on the demon of the sand. You didn’t think you breathed once during that battle.

Lee lost, was almost killed by Gaara before Guy stopped him, but it was the best you’d ever seen someone fight in your life.

Timidly and nervously, you visited Lee in the hospital that day. He was unconscious, but in stable condition. You didn’t know what motivated you, but you began to visit every day, leaving flowers and small treats for Lee to wake up to.

When he finally had woken, you were trying to slink out of the room quietly when you heard him speaking, causing you to freeze in your tracks. 

“Who are you?”

Apprehensively, you turned to face Lee with a small smile. You’d never been shy, but there was something about Lee that made you weak-kneed.

After introducing yourself, you went back to his bedside. “I just wanted to tell you that I think you’re very strong. You’re so skilled and quick; I think you’re the best ninja I’ve ever seen…”

You were only thirteen, didn’t have much experience in the ninja world, so the words you spoke were true. You didn’t know if telling him that, as a total stranger, would make him think you were weird.

Imagine your shock when Lee burst out in happy tears.

It was the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

You supported Lee in his recovery, and even when he couldn’t go on missions himself, he cheered you on from the sideline.

From the very beginning, it was evident to everyone in the village that you were head-over-heels for Lee. Your quiet bashfulness when Lee was around was a stark contrast to your usual loud and confident self. Everyone knew about your crush.

Everyone except for Lee.

“Why don’t you just tell him?” Tenten asked you once. “You never know.”

But you’d only shaken your head. “He loves Sakura. Everyone knows that.” You told her. “Besides. We’re friends. I don’t want to ruin that friendship.”

So despite your friendliness, your flirtatious nature, and the fact that you could have just about any of the rookie nine wrapped around your finger if you so pleased, you weren’t interested in any of them.

Rock Lee was the only one that had your heart and he didn’t even know it. He never would.

Instead of focusing on that, or the cute way Lee’s cheeks went red after he took a shot, or how Lee spent a lot of time that night talking to Sakura, you took shots with Ino and Tenten and let Kiba buy you drinks and danced with Choji when he asked.

Overall, the night was going great. Everyone was having a good time and getting along and so far only Naruto had gotten just a little too drunk; everyone else was riding a nice buzz.

Shikamaru had just finished a less than enthusiastic rendition of “The Lazy Song” that had left everyone doubled over laughing at the irony. “Who should go next!?” Naruto yelled, looking around to see who still hadn’t sung a song.

And okay, maybe Naruto wasn’t the only one who had drank just a little too much. Watching Lee sit and laugh with Sakura the past hour had left you feeling just a tad bit jealous, leading you to drink more than you normally would. He’d barely said anything to you that, and the two of you were supposed to be friends.

“What’s so good about Sakura anyways? She’s really not that great.” You swished the liquid in your cup, mumbling the words you knew you would regret the next morning. Sakura had never been anything but nice to you; you knew she didn’t deserve to be the target of your jealousy. 

Ino snickered. “Geez you’ve got it bad.” She commented with a roll of her eyes before hearing Naruto’s question. Her eyes lit up, and, grinning, she hurried to the microphone, looking through the book of songs available to sing. She flipped through for a moment or two before turning to Naruto and whispering something to him.

All of this escaped your attention as you were drowning in the misery of your own thoughts before you realized: everyone was chanting your name. You blinked, looking around to see everyone staring at you, pounding on tables and counters as they encouraged you to get up and sing.

Laughing, you shook your head nervously, not wanting to go embarrass yourself before Lee caught your eye. Even he was encouraging you to go up and perform. Well, if he wanted you to, then you would sing your heart out!

You downed two more shots before pushing to your feet, which was an obvious mistake.

The alcohol always hit hardest after you stood up.

“Woah, there.” Tenten laughed, standing to help you. Somehow, you made it to the stage. Naruto snickered as he passed you the microphone. He couldn’t wait to see this.

You held the microphone tightly in your hands as your eyes scanned the room with all your friends staring expectantly at you and cheering you on. You felt good. Really good. Your vision was blurry, head dizzy, stomach warm, and everything about you was giddy. It was your turn, and you were ready to make a statement. 

Glancing at the screen, you saw the name of the song appear. Heart Attack by Demi Lovato.

“I’m gonna dedicate this song to someone very special to me,” You slurred into the microphone, giggling. Your friends in the crowd whooped and cheered as the music began. 

“This one’s for you Lee!”

With that, you closed your eyes to block out the reactions of everyone and everything, and you sang. You sang your little heart out, put on the drunken performance of a lifetime. Your years of pent up feelings and nerves and fears surrounding Lee all went into that song.

As you sang the last word, you opened your eyes again, taking in everyone’s reaction. Glee, surprise, happiness. You were grinning; you’d killed it.

That was when your eyes landed on Lee. It was hard for you to gage his reaction. More than anything he looked… confused. And that was when the weight of what you’d just done settled on you. Oh shit.

You’d all but confessed your feelings for Lee… Drunkenly… In front of everyone.

The realization was all it took for you to sober up. Quickly, you shoved the microphone back into Naruto’s hands and fled the karaoke bar.

You weren’t really sure how you’d even made it home. Everything was kind of blurry. You remember running from the karaoke bar, a girl’s voice, probably Tenten’s, calling after you. You remember vomiting. A lot. That’s actually what you were doing now. You’d woken up with your head basically in the toilet.

You could have gone for some blissful moments where you didn’t remember what had caused you to sprint home from the bar, but alas, you couldn’t forget.

You’d confessed your years long crush through song.

How were you ever going to face Lee again?

You wouldn’t, you decided. You would spend the rest of your life in that house. You could have your groceries delivered, you weren’t going to need new clothes if you never went outside. You would just lay in your bed until you withered away into nothingness.

~

“You can’t stay in here forever,” Tenten rolled her eyes, tugging the blanket that you were hiding under off the bed.

“Watch me,” you whined in reply, holding a pillow over your head. “I totally embarrassed myself! He probably thinks I’m so lame!”

Tenten could only snicker at that. “Lee? Thinking you’re lame? Right.”

It took a bit of convincing, and you were basically kicking and screaming, but Tenten was able to drag you out of your home back into the real world. “No one’s going to care,” She assured you as the two of you walked. “We were all plastered. I’m sure no one will even remember!”

If only that were true. 

“Hey!” Kiba called as he and Naruto approached you and Tenten. “Have you guys seen Lady Tsunade around here? I have this pain in my chest…”

Naruto grabbed Kiba’s arm in mock fear. “Oh no! Kiba, are you having a heart attack!?” 

The two of them doubled over in hysterics; tears were even streaming down their faces. You could feel your face burning red in embarrassment. You’d never wanted to disappear so badly. 

“Beat it you two!” Tenten snapped, grabbing your arm and pulling you away. “Ignore them! They’re idiots!”

Head buried in your hands, you shook your head. “God! How am I ever going to live this down! I’m going home!” You pulled out of Tenten’s grip. “I’m going to move villages, change my name, and make sure Lee never sees my face again!”

“Uh, well, if that’s the case you better run…” Tenten said awkwardly, nudging you. “Because Lee’s coming this way…”

And there he was. In his green jumpsuit, bowlcut and all, Lee was heading straight for you. God you were sure you were going to vomit again.

“Good morning Tenten,” Lee greeted, though nowhere near in his usual upbeat tone. “Would you mind giving us a moment alone?” He asked. Tenten glanced over at you nervously.

“Yeah… Sure Lee…”

~

“I do not understand it, Sakura.” Lee sighed, toying with the drink in his hands as his eyes were locked on you drinking and laughing with Tenten and Ino. “I have never had any issue telling you that I think you are beautiful. But with her… It is different.”

Sakura giggled, feeling the drink in her own veins. “Because, Lee. You like her like her. You should just tell her!” Even drunk, Sakura would never betray your trust by telling Lee the obvious; that you liked him as much as he liked you. But it was infuriating to sit on both sides listening to the two of you cry over your feelings day after day and not tell you!

Lee shook his head, taking a gulp from his drink. “I cannot. I am not like Guy Sensei, as much as I try to be. I am not cool or good looking. I do not think I am smooth. I do not know how to talk to a girl I like.”

It took everything in Sakura not to burst out laughing. Guy Sensei? Cool? Good looking? Smooth?

“This is ridiculous. How much longer do I have to hear about how great you think she is before you finally tell her?!”

Rock Lee could barely hear Sakura; he was zoned in on you. Everything about you entranced Lee from the very first time he saw you trying to sneak out of his hospital room. You were beautiful, of course. Your hair always seemed to fall just right. Your smile brightened up a room. The kindness in your heart radiated from you. He loved how confident and outgoing you were and that you had an energy that could match his.

It wasn’t like Lee hadn’t tried to tell you before. There were plenty of times when it was just the two of you that he was tempted, but he could never get it out. There just weren’t many people that he connected so easily with. Guy Sensei was his idol; he wanted to be just like his sensei! But that wasn’t the same as having a friend. Even with his teammates, there was a level of professionalism to it all--maybe thanks to Neji--that kept him from feeling like he could truly be understood. 

But with you, everything was so easy. Laughing came easily, talking and opening up about the things he struggled with… There was a naturalness to it he’d never experienced before. He was terrified to lose it. 

So that night at the karaoke bar, he sat with Sakura whining about the same thing he had been for months now instead of doing something about it. That wasn’t like Lee at all, but that was what you did to him. You made him so nervous he couldn’t even be him.

He was sure you knew his eyes were locked on you all night, ogling like a total weirdo. He’d barely even talked to you. He had hoped that the alcohol would loosen him up and spur him into action, but he’d just shut down even more, causing him to wallow in his own self pity.

Why couldn’t he be more like Kiba? He was over there, so smooth and cool, grinning and chatting you up and buying you drinks. Lee wanted to be that guy to you!

“Oh, look! She’s gonna sing next!” Sakura nudged Lee, nodding at the stage where you were grasping the microphone. You were clearly inebriated, and the redness in your cheeks just made you look all the cuter to him.

“I’m gonna dedicate this song to someone very special to me!” Lee’s heart dropped into his stomach. He couldn’t even hope that he would be the one that you would devote a song to. So when it was his name that had left your mouth, he sat in there in a state of shock. It wasn’t even dawning on him. Sakura shook his shoulder excitedly as you belt out the lyrics to Heart Attack. 

“Lee, she’s singing to you!” 

It just couldn’t process. Was it the alcohol? Was it the absolute surprise at what was happening? Whatever it was, by the time you had finished, Lee had continued to stare at you, open mouthed. It was only when you’d sprinted out of the bar that Lee had come to his senses.

He’d done his best to follow you, but he was drunker than he thought and had stumbled around just a little too long. By the time he’d gotten himself straightened out, you were long gone.

He’d stayed up all night long thinking about it, thinking about you. 

The whole night, he turned it over and over again in his mind; what else could that have meant other than you liked him back? It was too good to be true! But it was true? Lee drove himself mad.

The goal with his walk wasn’t necessarily to find you. Moreso, he had just wanted to clear his head, maybe get advice from Guy Sensei. But he’d ran into you and Tenten before he could do any of that.

As Tenten gave the two of you space, he stared at you bashfully. The longer the silence went on, the redder his cheeks became. Just as he was getting up the courage to say something, you broke the ice.

“Lee, look. About last night… I’m sorry. That was so embarrassing! I was just so drunk and… I wasn't thinking straight.” You were rambling on nervously, scratching the back of your head and avoiding his gaze, acting like you wanted to laugh the whole thing off. 

Lee nodded slowly, letting your words sink in. So… He had misread the whole thing, then? The thought hit him like a blow to the stomach, taking the breath straight out of him. That sucked. “Right, of course!” He said quickly. “It is okay, really. I had drunk a lot as well!”

How did he get out of here? Lee was tempted to drop the weights from his ankles and take off running as fast as he could.

The discomfort was plain on his face, though. You knew Lee well; you could tell something was wrong.

You had to drop your playful facade. You felt like you’d really screwed things up. “Are… Are you mad at me?” You finally asked him quietly.

The question startled Lee. He frowned, tilting his head. “Why would I be upset with you? You are my friend.” You could only shrug helplessly. You were sad and embarrassed and confused, and now Lee was upset. Of course you thought it was your fault. You didn’t know that couldn’t be farther from the truth.

The silence was heavy, making you sigh and shake your head. “Well, uh, I should go meet up with Tenten again…” You mumbled, staring at the floor. After this, she definitely couldn’t drag you out of your bedroom again.

You lifted your hand, waving goodbye before turning away. You didn’t get more than a step away before Lee was grabbing your arm, his body reacting quicker than his mind. “Wait. Please.”

Of course you stopped, turning back to face him. You were too fearful to be hopeful, unwilling to get excited for something that wouldn’t happen, but you held your breath anyways as you stared up at him.

“I was not completely honest. I am upset, it is just not with you…” When you didn’t respond, only continued to stare at him with those earnest eyes, he had no choice but continue. He dropped your arm, his hand going to nervously rub at the back of his neck instead. He didn’t know how to do this, but he had the feeling it was now or never.

“The truth is, yesterday when you sang that song, and you said you were dedicating it to me, I believed it was because you had feelings for me. So just now, when you said you were not thinking straight, it made me upset because I have feelings for you. I was hoping that you would tell me that you felt the same…”

You didn’t think you’d ever seen Lee so red before. It was like a cartoon, the way it creeped up from his chin all the way to his forehead, shooting up like a thermometer. You could only imagine that you looked the same. Your face felt like it was on fire. 

It took a moment for it all to sink in. There was a pause before it dawned on you; Lee just confessed that he had feelings for you! He liked you! The giddiness sent trembles through you as you broke out into a huge grin that you couldn’t stop.

“Lee, you idiot!” You laughed, smacking his arm. “I do like you! That’s the whole reason I humiliated myself in front of everyone yesterday!”

You know that look that Lee gets when he’s happy? His pupils dilate, glistening like googly eyes. The blush dusts the tops of his cheeks, he even gets a bit teary eyed.

All classic Lee and exactly what you got after your confession.

“I cannot believe it!” He cried, pulling you into a hug and twirling you around without hesitation. Now that he had confirmation about how you felt, any inhibitions he had been harboring were gone just like that. He wasn’t going to waste another moment not showing you exactly how he felt. “I have wanted to tell you for so long! I just did not think you felt the same way! This is fantastic!”

Lee’s enthusiasm was as contagious as ever. It didn’t take long before you were hugging Lee back and laughing along with him. When he finally calmed down, Lee released you, taking your hands in his instead and grinning at you.

“So does this mean you will go on a date with me?”

“Is that you asking me?” You giggled. Lee nodded enthusiastically. “Then yes; of course I will.”

Lee pulled you into another hug. “Would you like to know something?” He questioned, giggling childishly, so of course you nodded. “I almost had a heart attack asking you that question!”

The groan was immediate as you pulled away, smacking your forehead. “Lee!” You whined, cringing in embarrassment. “I am also having a heart attack trying to work up the nerve to do this…” For a guy that was so fast, he moved agonizingly slow as he leaned down to press his lips to yours. A heart attack, huh? Yeah, you were never going to live that down. But if this was the price to pay, well then, you didn’t mind all that much.