#Its ok I would love him if he was a mosquito

[sillystringss]

QHAR!!!

unidentified pest kill it IMMEDIATELY

[king-sassy08]

Also. Not that anyone was wondering but. Incase anyone was wondering. I'm throwing myself into this show and not sleeping to forget the fact that I'm in love with someone

[moonstruckme]

poly!wolfstar x reader or whimsical!reader would be absolutely wholesome Maee!! Love and hugs 💖 have a lovely day 💫

(to clarify I'm not the anon who mentioned wolfstar previously. I'm just a lovesick of these two lol. hope the request is ok! Sending good vibes your way✨)

Awh I love them so much! Thanks for requesting sweetheart, hope you have a lovely day too <3

cw: squished snail :(

poly!wolfstar x whimsical!reader ♡ 900 words

Remus comes home, juggling his umbrella with three drinks from the coffee shop down the street, to find you and Sirius kneeling outside your front door. You seem to be placing dead leaves in a circle around a wet-looking smudge on the ground.

“Um.” He steps under the overhang of your roof, adjusting his hold on the drinks to set down his umbrella. “What’s going on?”

“We’re surrounding the snail with dead plants so it can be nourished in the next life,” Sirius says easily. Like this is something he does often. “Watch your step, handsome.” 

Remus heeds the warning, stepping carefully around the circle and behind the two of you. That’s when he notices your clothes. 

For Sirius, wearing black isn’t so unusual. He knows it sets off his tattoos and comparatively milky complexion, and he loves nothing more than a dramatic juxtaposition. But you, Remus didn’t even know you owned clothes this colorless. Your dress is loose and flowy, an inky black that’s more of a contrast against your generally lighthearted disposition than it’s ever been against Sirius’ coloring. You look lovely as always, but like a dulled version of your usual self. 

“Are we having a funeral?” Remus asks carefully.

Your posture is slumped, droopy as a weeping willow. “Yeah,” you reply glumly. “I went to take out the trash, and I couldn’t see in front of me. I crushed them.” Your voice seems to quiet further at the end, some mixture of shame and mourning clogging your throat. 

“Them?”

“The snail,” Sirius clarifies. He rubs between your shoulder blades. “It was an accident, sweetheart.” 

You nod, taking in a bolstering breath. “A funeral feels like the least I can do to try to honor them after cutting their life short.” 

“Oh, that’s very thoughtful of you.” Remus kneels on your other side, ignoring Sirius’ sharp look when he can’t help a little grunt at the ache in his joints. He sets your drinks where they won’t get knocked over. “Maybe this was a very old snail, and you found it at the end of its life.” 

“I just hope they didn’t leave a family behind,” you fret. 

“I’m sure even if they did,” he says, reaching for his most reassuring tone, “their family would appreciate what a nice resting place you’ve made for them.” He pets the back of your head. “And that you’ve dressed up so nicely to say goodbye.” 

You turn your face towards the ground, and Remus notices a soft pout to your bottom lip. Sirius seems to spot it at the same time. The other boy lifts your chin to kiss at it sweetly. 

“Do you want to say a few words, lovely?”

Remus smiles over the top of your head at his softhearted boyfriend. Were it anyone else, Sirius would be making endless fun of them for creating such a fuss over a snail’s death, but because it’s you he’s in all the way. (Evidently, he’s learned his lesson after the time he squashed a mosquito in cold blood. You would hardly look at him for days until he apologized.) 

You nod, clearing your throat. “I hope you’re going somewhere with tall grass,” you say, “and lots of soft, wet dirt. And I hope this food gives you sustenance for the journey.” 

You mean the dead leaves, Remus supposes. He presses a kiss to the side of your head. “I’m sure it appreciates that, darling.” 

“And if you want to reincarnate as an elephant to step on me, I completely understand.” 

“Oh.” Sirius coughs. “Don’t we think that’s a bit far?”

“Yeah,” Remus agrees. “You’ve put yourself through enough already, that’s probably not necessary.” 

You look between your boyfriends, bemused. “I’m only trying to make things fair. I killed them first.” 

“I just think we ought to have a bit more faith in this snail,” says Sirius. “I doubt they’re out for revenge; they strike me as the forgiving sort. No need to relinquish yourself to an untimely squishing.” 

You frown. “I suppose you’re right. Snails don’t have very long memories anyway, so as a group they might not be very inclined to hold grudges…” 

“Exactly.” He gives your shoulder a loving pat. “Now, it looks like Remus has brought us something. Haven't you, handsome?” 

Remus gives you both a small smile, reaching for your drinks. “Here’s a coffee, and a tea for you, dove. Let’s get out of the cold and drink them inside, yeah?” 

“Okay.” You give the snail one last, speaking look before starting to stand. 

Sirius hurries to Remus’ side, forcing him to use the other boy for support as he straightens up, knees protesting. 

“Your hair’s all wet,” he murmurs. 

“I know,” Sirius gripes under his breath, but Remus can hear the fondness hidden beneath his grousing. “I figured you’d be upset if I let her go out in the rain to find her ceremonial leaves alone.” 

Remus chuckles and kisses his part. “I’ll make some soup before you both catch cold.” 

“She’ll only think it’s karmic if we do.” 

“No, not really.” Sirius hasn’t kept his voice quiet enough to avoid your hearing, and now you’re looking at him with an earnest bemusement. “It would be karmic if I got sick, but you haven’t done anything wrong, Sirius.” 

Remus tsks. “I think you’ve repented enough already, dove,” he says. “Let’s get you both dried off.” 

[victorianbatman]

More ATLA/LOK Incorrect quotes

GN reader, unless stated otherwise

Bolin, propping his feet on the table: So, I heard you like bad boys?

Y/n: What? No.

Bolin, taking his feet off the table: Oh thank God, that felt terrible.

-

Lin: Whats this?

Y/n, hugging her: Affection.

Lin: Disgusting.

Lin:…

Lin: Do it again.

-

Bolin: Wow, your legs look amazing in those pants!

Y/n: You should see me without them.

Bolin: Without.. legs?

-

Sokka: What did you make for Y/n?

Zuko, staring at the burnt food: Regret.

-

Korra, holding kettle: Coffee or tea?

Y/n: Tea.

Korra: Wrong! Its coffee.

-

Bolin, talking about y/n: My crush isn’t picking up on any of my hints.

Mako: What hints have you given them?

Bolin: I think about them.. a lot.

Bolin: And sometimes I think about talking to them.

-

Y/n: Mako?

Mako: What?

Y/n: Are you asleep?

Mako: Who the fuck did you think said ‘what’?

-

Y/n, waking up: Am I dead?

[Sees Asami next to them]

Y/n: Is this heaven?

Korra, bangs on door: Open up, fuckers its me Korra

Y/n, tearing up: I always knew I’d end up in hell.

-

Lin: Having trouble figuring out who knows Korra the best?

Asami: Its me!

Bolin: Its me!

Mako: Its me!

Y/n:..

Y/n: It’s probably not me.

-

Y/n: Time for plan G.

Mako: Wait- don’t you mean plan B?

Y/n: No we did plan B a long time ago. I had to skip over C because of some technical difficulties.

Asami: What about plan D?

Y/n: Plan D was that desperate disguise attempt half an hour ago.

Bolin: And plan E?

Y/n: Im hoping not to use it, I die in plan E.

Korra: I like plan E.

-

Y/n: What the fuck? People actually tell their crushes they like them?

Mako: Well, what do you do?

Y/n: I die? Pfft- What kinda question..

-

Y/n: A mosquito tried to bite me and I slapped it and it died.

Y/n: Then I started thinking. It was just trying to get food.

Y/n: Like, what if I went to the fridge to get something to eat and it slammed the door on me and broke my neck?

Y/n: Howw would I feel?

Mako: Are you ok?

-

Bolin: What does ‘take out’ mean?

Mako: Food.

Asami: Dating.

Korra: Murder.

Y/n: IT COULD MEAN ALL THREE IF YOURE NOT A FUCKING COWARD!

-

Korra: You’re a little obsessed with yourself aren’t you?

Y/n: Well if im not who else is gonna be?

-

[Y/n, throws bread at turtleducks]

Y/n: Do not forget this act of altruism. If I am ever in trouble, I expect you and your brethren to come to my aid. Do not forget.

-

Y/n: You’re the love of my life, I’d do anything for you.

Asami: I want you to take care of yourself and get enough sleep.

Y/n: Absolutely not.

-

Asami: My boyfriend is too tall to kiss, what should I do?

Korra: Punch him in the gut, then when he leans down kiss him.

Bolin: Tackle him

Y/n: Dump him, be with me.

Lin, passing by: Kick him in the shin.

Mako: Please don’t do any of those.

-

[Korra, sneaks into house at 2 am]

Mako, turns in swivel chair: Care to explain where you were?

Korra: Uhh.. I was out with Y/n.

Y/n, also turns around in another swivel chair: Care to- [chair wont stop turning] Mako- I cant stop the chair-

-

Bolin, after making Y/n mad: You wont hit me, I have witnesses.

Y/n: Mako. Asami. Turn around.

[Both Mako and Asmai turn around]

Bolin, scared: M-Mako? Asami?

-

Y/n: So whats Zukos type?

Sokka: Y/c eyes, kind, oblivious, good sense of humour, turtleduck lover.

Y/n: Damn, sounds kind of like me. Too bad we’re just friends though.

Sokka: Did I mention oblivious?

Y/n: Yeah why?

Sokka: Just making sure.

[shotokimchi]

When Their S/O Is a Seggs God

MINORS DNI

How would they react if their cute lover was like a succubus in bed LMAO Going through some hard stuff so wanted to drop this here to laugh a little JSDFHSDK-

A/N:Sorry for being inactive y'all i swear I'm not ignoring the requests, just preparing for an important exam this year, but I'll be back around Julyyyy

Little side note: Characters are aged up so don't come at me smh

part2 w/Dabi and Midoriya

Bakugo

So we all know that this man doesn't sleep around randomly. My guy dates the "one" for him he's planning to marry you so if you aren't planning about settling down...

Too bad for you missy (Lemme see your ring finger bitch you gonna get wifed up💍)

After taking you out to meet his parents, this chili oil literally falls in love with you (i mean he already did but when he saw how you treated his momma and papa- boy was CHOKING ON HIS HEART❤️) so he decides to take your relationship to the next level.

Needs and excuse to leave early so literally tells his parents that he has a bad case of diarrhea ( Do ya'll know that video LMAO) and drags you out to his car

Lemme tell you he ran over at least 5 red lights just to have sex with you-

And you are just confused about why he's suddenly acting like a rabid dog i mean he's always acting like one but this time-

"Suki, why is your mouth foaming?"

On the way to your apartment, you had an inner conflict about actually taking him to a vet, you aint planning on telling him that tho.

After finally throwing you onto the shared bed like a sack of flour mf flies for a second in the air like a bloodthirsty mosquito- (the only difference is he's thirsty for the ✨All-mighty pussy juice✨)

Dw tho man asks for your consent because he loves you a lot and doesn't want your first time to be scary and all-

Wait did i say first time?

YES MF THINKS YOU'RE A VIRGIN- but guess what he's about to find out...

Before he can start kissing you, you push him onto his back and rip off his pants and leave a small peck on his lips before riding him like you are in a horse race- Good news gurl you are about to win, no one can compare

Poor man is speechless bc you are literally singing on his dick like you are the headliner in a choir...

And while you are singing you are rhythmically bouncing too LMAO

IM👏GONNA👏PUMP👏EVERY👏SINGLE👏DROP👏OUT👏OF👏YOU

He aint scared no he just swallowed his tongue by accident- cuz you know...

HIS GIRL IS LITERALLY DOING THE DUCK WALK ON HIS DICK (🦆🦆🦆)

WALK THAT FUCKING DUCK Y/N QUACK QUACK QUACK

He decides to grab your hips to slow you down a little bc you are causing an earthquake with a magnitude of 6.9

but instead of slowing you down now you are making him jump on the bed with you too LMAOAOAOAOAO- imagine someone breaking in and seeing two floating figures on the bed

He's like "SLOW DOWN Y/N-"

But nuh uh you are too caught up in your own horny world so you continue to milk him (Fr tho calm down queen aren't those legs tired?🦵)

After cumming for the 5th time he tapped out LMAO-

You gave him a concussion bc of making him bounce for too long KSJFHJSDKFGSDKJHSD- POOR KATSUKI

He was laying there, unconscious with drool dripping down his mouth and it took you three full minutes to realise that he passed out (OMG I'm gone-)

Fly high Katsuki Bakugo 🕊️🕊️

Dw tho you made sure to pamper him the morning after, bringing him a breakfast tray filled with pancakes and a cup of coffee. A cute innocent smile plastered on your face

"Morning, baby!"

Needless to say, he was shocked ( pretty sure he thinks it was the hottest night ever but doesn't wanna hurt his own pride by telling you that)

"WHAT HAPPENED-"

Todoroki

BAHAHAHA OMG OK LISTEN-

So both of you are lovebirds obv because Todoroki would be the most caring boyfriend ever (i'll fight you about this one 🥊🥊🥊) so its impossible not to be in love with him

So pretty baby thinks it's going to be all about kisses, vanilla, sweet loving, him showing how much he cares about you etc.

AND HE IS A VIRGIN

Todoroki being a virgin is such a turn on he trusts you enough to give his first time to you (aw❤️🤍)

...but you didnt know that he was a virgin

I mean come on look at him how can he be a virgin while looking THAT PRETTY

So one time, while you guys were chilling on the couch watching Titanic and snacking on some strawberries together he decides to make the first move and gently holds your hand while whispering sweet things to your ear and then you hear the magical word (open sesame zimzalabim this coochie 🔮)

"Y/n, I wanna do it."

BIG MISTAKE SHOTO VERY BIG- So being the horny queen you are the wicked horny grin makes its way to your lips and baby is concerned Before he can say anything you immediately grab a strawberry and stuff it into his mouth and quickly try to get him off of his sweatpants

Then you work your magic on him by giving him the best and first head of his life ✨ and trust me he is enjoying it very much

Mmmm yes that famous glock glock 60000 GOBBLE UP BABES don't let em Santa Claus looking pubic hair get into your nose tho🎅

Pretty moans were filling the living room while his fingers lock with yours

But the baby was too lost in his own pleasure so he accidentally bit the strawberry and took it out of his mouth

But you noticed so you grabbed a new one and harshly shoved it into his mouth

"Dont. swallow. the. strawberry."

Babies eyes went wide

YOU SCARED HIM

AND IT WAS HIS FIRST TIME TOO

he %100 looked like this-

So now he was drowning in his own pool of saliva trying not to bite into the strawberry while his eyes were rolling at the back of his head (bc of your amazing tongue skills)

Spot the difference between your mouth and a vacuum cleaner

NONE

When i tell you, you were sucking him DRY

like the next Todoroki generation got to the point of extinction

at this point he was trying to pry you off of his dick bc the overstimulation was TOO much lolol

Poor baby accidentally covered the couch with small burns

when you lifted your head to check up on him you were met with a sobbing Shoto

BOY WAS GASPING

Literally thought of bringing him an oxygen tank but decided against it bc he calmed down after receiving your loving kisses You layed his head on your chest while combing through his locks with your fingers, you made sure to give him a great aftercare

"Are first times are this rough?"

You choked on Casper the ghosts dick

"WHAT-" Literally mourned for two hours bc of treating him so roughly LMAO

A/N: I'm done- sorry for the typos if i have any, i was too lazy to edit :p

[jmdbjk]

The gut punch.

Hobi’s eyes in this Weverse live... them knowing that we don’t know all the things... how do they keep it all together? This inevitable situation they must grapple with and work through and come out the other side. Hobi visited with his family recently. We thought something might be up but then a little time passed and we continued to skip along merrily, unaware... and now here we are. 

I am so glad Jimin visited Hobi during his bday live... it’s always so bittersweet when we can look back at things and say “they knew it then and they had to act like everything was ok.”

Time has a weird way of simultaneously accelerating and grinding to a halt depending on what we are applying it to. As a year, 2023 is moving right along...it’s already almost March! Grass is growing! Sun is shining! Mosquitos are back! 

Seems like we were just watching Hobi at New Year’s Rockin’ Eve trying not to slip on that cold, rainy stage. Seems like we were just frantic to know where is Jimin!? And WHEN was Jimin’s album coming?? We knew it had to be soon... and then the release date dropped and now Jimin is all over the place. And we still have photo folios coming at us. And the Suga/Agust D tour coming... and now Hobi’s On the Street! and the ball is rolling faster and faster. Time is spinning, spinning faster... 

And then we think about Jin. The Astronaut was released 4 months ago. Jinnie has been gone just a little over 2 months, yet it seems like he’s been gone for months upon months. Time slows down so much when I think about how long its been since we’ve seen Jin in real time. 

I thought after these few months of Jin being gone, the next announcement wouldn’t hurt so bad but this really hurts. It was like a gut punch. 

Y’all... I’m not sure how I will handle it when we get the “Hello, this is BigHit Music” for Jimin’s enlistment announcement. I never in a million years would have guessed “who is that blonde cutie” would turn into needing to take a week off work to cope with him enlisting in the military. Please, make it make sense.

I keep thinking about Jimin trying to keep us and himself grounded by saying things like “we’re not celebrities (who enjoy red carpet events)” and “I am just a goofy friend in sweatpants who loves soju.” At his essence, yes, that’s who he is. Unfortunately, we don’t have the privilege of seeing any hints of his real life because the hatefulness that exists in the world has taken that away from us.

But Jimin reminds us from time to time that he is just a regular guy who enjoys simple pleasures.

What he does show us is Jimin of BTS. The idols’ idol. He is always wanting to show us his good side. He wants to always be “pretty” for us. He works hard at his job and he does it very well. Like...he’s the best there is in the industry.

We know he’s working himself into the ground with his solo work. When it is his time to enlist, he will leave knowing he’s put his heart and soul, blood, sweat and tears into it. I went back and re-read his Weverse article from June of last year. He said back then that he did not want to spend this next year being half-assed with what he was doing. He was going to do it “properly.” 

We’ve heard several of the members state how hard Jimin’s been working. We’ve heard it from the mouths of people who have worked with him as well. His solo work will be just as amazing as he is.

There is a gap in Jimin’s album promo map... to allow for Yoongi’s concert ticket sales and for Hobi’s On the Street release. We get confused regarding the timing of all of their activities. There are lots of moving parts we don’t know about. And solos and mantis screaming unrealistically about unfairness and mistreatment add to the confusion, regardless of how it’s all carefully planned out as best as possible and regardless how many times the members each implore us to trust them. More than ever, it is imperative to ignore the haters and the people trying to misdirect our attention.

We do not know the reasons for, or the how or the why each member decides when they will go ahead and enlist. That is a very personal and private thing for them. They make the decision according to what is best for themselves. We are not entitled to know their reasons for that decision. There are a lot of things they consider and they plan everything the best they can with every other member’s plans for enlistment and solo work because they respect each other. Also, the company can see the big picture as to how to give everything the best chance for the best outcome. Is it all perfect? No. Humans are involved. They simply asked us to trust them.

The exact timing of enlistment maybe hasn't been set in stone for each of them since last year but they are weighing and considering all the moving parts and they pretty much know, if not the day they will set it in motion, at least the very small window when they will. I think all of the releases and timings of it all have been planned as best as possible regarding all this and the solos and mantis can scream mistreatment and unfairness all they want but this is real fucking life. Wheels within wheels are constantly turning... yes. They asked us to trust them.

I think we should be grateful for everything they’ve done and the sacrifices they’ve made because truthfully, they owe none of that to us with the way parts of this fandom move. 

Do you believe they are strong individuals? Do you feel they are reliable? Have they ever let us down? They asked us for our trust and our blessing. 

Let’s give it to them unconditionally.

We’ve seen hints of Joonie working...will it be a parting gift too?

And these Weverse conversations they have amongst each other will eventually turn into their group conversations and we will collectively lose our minds when they happen. Time rolls on without regard to our feelings. 

[crystalflygeo]

Lemme feed you. Got the idea from your pfp.

Imagine this: Reader is not a very showy person when falling in love. As in they won't go out of their way to hint at their feelings. But they still can't stop their eyes from trailing on Zhongli. Or wanting to spend time with him if the opportunity arise.

What Reader doesn't know is, Zhongli is all the same attracted to reader. So then, begins their pinning for each other, but not too obvious either.

Zhongli who is more in touch with his feelings, although he still has his doubts concerning immortality and erosion, wants to court reader.

But keep in mind, he has been alive for thousands of years and his take on dating is the (old) romantic kind. He wants to help reader if he can, to give gifts to reader and to cherish reader while being able to see them bloom and grow.

If reader likes Crystalflies (or is a traveler in desperate need of crystalflies like me sob), instead of simply capturing them and giving them to reader, he would use his elemental energy to attract crystalflies. (It is said that the crystalflies are attracted to elemental energy.) And by attracting crystalflies, he is secretly hoping that it would also attract reader's attention and maybe allow them to spend time with each other.

Cue the crystalfly resting on Reader's hair and Zhongli using this as an excuse to remove it, the tension between the two of them rising and they go for a kiss.

(Or, the crystalfly rests on Zhongli and Reader being a total goof and squash the crystalfly for its core. xD Handprint as it's like slapping a mosquito.)

__

I kinda wanna go not anon, but I feel like I have been stalking your acc quite a lot recently QwQ

AAAAWWWW THIS IS SO CUTE AND SWEET OMG

I love crystalflies (as you can imagine hehe) and yesssss I do think they kinda... feed off of elemental energy, so they're always attracted to their element, be it just big concentrations of energy, ppl with visions or, of course, the archons themselves and their statues

PLSSSS it's making me think on this scene

IMAGINE THIS BUT W ZHONGLI AND CRYSTALFLIES PLSSSSSS I'M MELTING AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

(ok but reader smacking zl for a core sounds kind PFFFFT-HAHAHAHAHA)

also abt the anon thing pls do what you feel comfortable with, no worries no worries ^^ <3 ty for this fluffy thing and the support hehehee ilu

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My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Gonna say something similar to what I said about Encanto: Turning Red is a movie about growing up as a teenage girl, particularly as the daughter of a Chinese immigrant, before queer theory ever enters the picture. Do not forget that.

251 notes - Posted March 14, 2022

#4

The thing I love most about the "Humans are Space Orcs" style of writing is that it makes us look at our world from an outsiders perspective. We're so used to mosquitos and magpies and turkey vultures and geese and tornados and poisonous plants and the weird humanisms we do on a daily basis that approaching it from the perspective of someone who has little to know experience being an earthling adds zest to the whole world for a little while

252 notes - Posted November 27, 2022

#3

Boone, to Ceasar's corpse: Thumbs down, you son of a bitch.

Arcade: ...up.

Boone:

Boone: What.

Arcade: If you want to match his Roman aesthetic you would want to say thumbs up.

Arcade: When the ceasar gave a gladiator a thumbs down, it meant the losing gladiator could put his sword down because he was more valuable alive.

Arcade: But a thumbs up is believed to have been a signal to thrust upward into the heart.

Boone:

Boone: Do you seriously think he follows that level of consistency?

Arcade:

384 notes - Posted June 26, 2022

#2

I hate when people interpret Arcade as your average blonde prettyboy with nothing behind the eyes because like.??? This is a 35ish year old man who has spent his entire life running from the government on the principle of who he was born to. He is rough around the edges. He has trauma. He has scars, mental and physical. His history is riddled with tragedy. He conceals his earnest love for humanity with dry wit and literary references because expressing too much love has brought him pain. If you draw Arcade and it doesn't feel like he's a man glued together by idealism and the hope humanity may finally learn from its msitakes then what is the fucking point

726 notes - Posted September 18, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

"Cryptocurrency is dying, repost this to make it die faster" No. No, I want cryptocurrency to die slowly, by attrition. I want it to stop being popular among rich people to have NFTs that harm the earth and start being popular to grow your own garden, I want crypto bros to scramble to find a real job or go back to school, I want the glaring blue light of their overloaded computer's screen to bore into their skulls as they watch that number get closer and closer and closer to zero. Cryptocurrency is a rabid animal, and as it grows out of the aggression stage, the seizures will get worse and more painful. I want everyone to refuse shooting this animal. I want cryptocurrency see the Earth staring coldly at its failing body and know that there is no mercy in this world or the next.

2,209 notes - Posted June 14, 2022

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[leopoldainter]

Some uploads

All edits

2 hours in upload Botha

N'eve leave a filwnge loose and rachelgreen all out of sight of stage camera one

SSIDSthe name of the wifi's name what who knows how suddenly babies die it could have last been seen sleeping with pillow or cat artichoke so much hate throw it out oh no Hercules you have this corner for gardening.

My friend was shot, by police, once.

That's the truth.

Uphill

Both sides

So office use of msmagic as prohibited by excuse

Well also when she can re re remi, loose pocket change im doing this chest poopin thing with someone cashier

You are not trying to refresh this as much as we want this refreshed right the deepest of Nows. It goes that way some t

tiles

Plus an Easter season testicle remember how that looked at the top we can't keep telling you hang on I do know what im doing here's topamgA

Do barrier reef

Do bother both'em

Yeah, I hear they got government funded spin class for those people

Those people, they're in a sewer of all places, they get free shit.

All the time

The BBC would like to provide with further information on the partridge scenario from Some future center Ef Buh pu no that's mandarin duck. We have many partners and sources. Neither are predefined by supersonic power grubs of clande .motes were put into disuse by showing are arches are handled out by the walls up close

Those ladders away say other ways up.

Your full upw

Yes I said ignore the canary, can you open with the wrong side if it's already canceled. No I was not in Futurama. Phone wise or spatial. The cochlea is shell. That's not receiving your out of line now

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[apexart-journal]

Sonia Paulino Love Outbound to Montevideo, Day 16

COLONIA

This little bit of a break comes in good time, as the sudden invasion of waterbugs (yeah, those giant cockroaches, uuuuugh)and overnight spider bites and subsequent fumigation tomorrow at the AirBnb has me low-key stressed out. A very large man in the seat next to me on the charter bus spilled over the armrest for most of the 2.5 hr ride, causing me to have to lean in against the window, furthering my anxiety. Colonia is dreamy. In the historic district, sycamore trees line cobblestone streets that date back to 18th century Portuguese colonizers’ settlements. On a clear day, you can see Buenos Aires. The breeze makes me wonder if that’s how it got its name. 

The hotel receptionist was the only Afro-Uruguyan I’d had any interaction with and kind of a gen-Z hipster. I mention this because I had a moment of mental dissociation and, taking him for a neighbor in Bedstuy or Crown Heights, was surprised by his native Spanish. Uruguay is pretty homogenous, with most of the population being of Spanish or Italian descent. Also, I really needed to pee, so wasn’t thinking straight. When he asked if I was OK I thought it was because I was being weird, but then I understood he was asking about my bruises. “Como es que estas viva?!”

There’s something about riding a bike that is so liberating. After check-in and late lunch, I rented one of the hotel’s janky bicycles and walked it through the cobblestone streets until I reached the paved road leading to la rambla. I pumped up what turned out to be the highest peak and took in a beautiful western view of a marshy beach in low-tide to my left, and many modern, terraced apartment buildings staggered across the hillside on my right. I imagined that this would be a nice place to live. To continue on would mean having an even steeper slope to climb on the return, so I turned around and headed back.

There was mention of a rooftop at the hotel. There I found a few tables and chairs and an ocean (river?) view. The setting sun was a huge, round, fiery orange and went from gradient to gone beyond the water’s horizon, as I sat, alone, and wrote this until the mosquitos began to hover.

The sounds of crickets at night and parrots in the morning.

I must have walked the historic district three times over in THE HEAT and SUN. If I sat too long on a park bench the ants would find me.

High winds upon boarding bus ride back to Montevideo. Lots of countryside stops off the highway. On the highway, the driver plows through heavy rain. A transformer blows out and I wonder how long it will be before it gets fixed. Lightning veins the sky as the sun sets.

[siempre-bucky]

Holy Orange Bottles

each night I pray to you...

Druig x Fem!Reader

Summary: Druig could see her fading quickly. A bug bite. A fucking bug bite was taking away the one person he cared the most about. In an act of desperation, he takes her to an unlikely source.

WC:1.7k

Angst with happy ending ofc but add a little bit of drama

Warning: reader on the brink of death

A/N: Thank you Anon for requesting! I've been loving all the Taylor requests bc she's my favorite! I hope you like this!

It was just a bug bite. It was just supposed to be just a bug bite.

It happened on an ordinary hike, Y/N was taking photographs for a magazine she worked for in the States. Druig watched her cautiously from a few paces back, making sure no harm came to her while she worked. "I think I got all I need," she tells him over the roar of the waterfall in front of her. She moved aside a few strands of damp hair and made her way off the unsteady rocks.

Druig was always there to catch her, stretching out his flexed hand to help get her on solid ground. Y/N slightly jumps at the sudden notice of his presence. But soon relaxes with her hand in his.

As they started walking back towards the commune, a harsh sting on her shoulder sends pain up and down her back. She yelps and swats at her back to get the bug away from her. Druig turns around with concern on his face "Are you ok, my love?" he asks. After giving him a nod, Y/N winces and stops walking.

"Does it look bad?" She asks as she turns around, she saw no bug in her view. There was a small red bump on the center of her left shoulder blade, the fabric of her tank top almost touching it. It wasn't bad, probably just a mosquito. "Fucker snuck up on me," she complains, walking ahead of Druig.

Her lead slowly started to dwindle as they got closer to the commune, Druig was quickly catching up to her. He watched how her shoulders rose and fell quicker than normal. She loves this hike, he thought as he watched her take a pause, her hands resting on her hips "I think I need a small break," she panted, taking a seat on a large moss-covered stone. She had never taken a break on this hike before.

He told himself he wasn't concerned. Bug bites happened all the time in the Amazon. There was a remedy some of the older women had developed over the years. He sat behind her that night in bed, her back hunched over as Druig dipped his finger in the stone bowl full of green jelly.

It was cold to the touch, goosebumps appearing on her skin. The cool jelly soothed the stinging small round bump "Do you feel any better, my love?" he asks her gently, rubbing around the bite. She nods at him and releases a soft hum.

"Much better, I'm sure it'll go away by tomorrow."

It didn't. She felt woozy that morning, he could see it as she walked. Holding onto the railings like her life depended on it "I'm fine, Druig," she chuckled as he swooped in to catch her from falling on the dirt ground. His blue eyes caught a glimpse of the big bite. Scathing red and double in size he noted. "I'm going to lay down for a while, I'll come back out for dinner." She kissed him on the cheek and placed a loving hand on his shoulder before retreating back to their shared bed. Druig could see the delusion right in front of him.

The next morning the Eternal tried to remain optimistic, he laughed along with the people while he ate with them. His eyes glance up at Y/N who was finally coming out of their home, it was 1PM and she was hardly awake. The first thing he noticed was her skin, the once bright and soft skin was dull and lost all its color. A nervous punch to his stomach made him hitch his breath. Then she collapsed.

All that led him here, kneeling in front of a once locked chest in the corner of his closet. He dug through translucent orange medicine bottles, his eyes briefly registering the medicine names underneath the dim overhead light. Hands desperately clutching onto all the ones he thought needed for her. He collected them over some time, hoping he would never have to use them. He pressed them to his forehead, saying a silent prayer to anyone who would hear his thoughts. He had...just had to make sure she would survive this. He didn't know why her body was responding to the bite like this. There were so many questions he had but couldn't find the answer.

On a plate was the small cocktail of pills, he walked into their room with his eyes worriedly gazed upon her. Her skin was clammy and cold, her dull eyes looking back at him. "Thank you," she manages. A small, weak smile forms on her lips as her shaky hands take the plate. He climbs into bed next to her, draping his arm around her shoulders, watching to make sure she took them all. "What did I take?" she laughed.

"Antibiotics, you'll feel better tomorrow," he told her, his hand coming up to smooth out her unbrushed hair. Y/N leans against him, not telling him about the dull pain she felt in her shoulder. The soft touches from his fingers lulled her to sleep, finally able to rest.

Druig couldn't sleep that night, his body couldn't stop tossing and turning. Frustrated groans fill the air, his body finally turning to look at your peaceful frame. He drapes his arm around your body, pulling himself closer to his lovers side. His mind came up with the question: what am I going to do if she's not here? It was a question he thought once or twice about in their couple years together, but old age was always the conclusion, not some weird illness. His forehead found its way to the center of her back. She'd be fine in the morning. She had to be.

Once the sunlight poured into his room, his sleepy eyes fluttered open. He didn't move that entire night, his back still pressed against hers. He lifts his head off the pillow. Blurred vision finally starting to go back to normal "Good morning, Y/N," he yawns, "are you feeling better?" there was no response from her side of the bed.

He turns her over, pressing her shoulder into the mattress. Y/N's skin was starting to grey, lines that resembled those from a deep sleep started to appear on her cheeks "Y/N?" he questions, gently shaking her. Her eyes didn't open.

No. No. No! Druig cursed under his breath and hurriedly climbed on top of her. His hands grip her shoulders as he shakes her unconscious frame. Tears started to pour from his eyes, the tip of his nose turning red "Y/N! Y/N!" he screams at her, his veins appearing on his temples. He leans forward and presses his ear to the center of her chest. He focused hard not to confuse his rapid heartbeat for hers as he searched. But he heard it. Y/N was still with him. "It's going to be ok," he sobs into her chest, tears soaking the shirt that really belonged to him. "I'm going to get you back, you're not going to leave me like this!"

It took a lot of his power, but those golden eyes got him to his final destination. A small farmhouse in secluded South Dakota "Ajak!" He cries, the body of his love dangling in his arms. "Ajak!" He cries once more, his raspy voice was an octave higher and cracking like a schoolboy.

The older woman with flowing brown hair ran out the front door. Her brown eyes set on Druig and the woman in his arms "Druig?" She questions loudly from her door.

"Please! I need your help!" The desperate cries in his voice made her feel his urgency. Running up to him, she noticed his red, bloodshot eyes. "She got bit by something a couple days ago...she's dying!"

Ajak took the girl from his arms, telling him to follow her into the house that he hadn't stepped foot in for years. He ran ahead and cleared the kitchen table, her dishes falling and breaking on the wood floor. Ajak placed her on the table and got a good look "Deviants?" she whispered under her breath.

"Deviants?" he repeated. "No. It was a bug. We were on a hike. It would have killed us." Druig ran a nervous hand through his hair, leaning over Y/N. Ajak's eyes flickered between them, her brain trying to come up with a solution. "C-can you heal her Ajak?" he was desperate, leg tapping like an impatient child as he stared his former leader down.

"I'll try. Go wait outside," she instructs him. He doesn't want to. He doesn't want to be removed from her side, he would rather die with her than live in a world where their time was cut short. "Go. Druig."

Reluctantly he does. Sitting on the steps on the front porch for God knows how long. Half a cigarette hanging from his lips. It was a nasty habit that Y/N would scold him for. But it relieved a sliver of the stress built inside him. He took the burning cigarette in between his fingers, his other hand wiping his drying eyes.

"I don't think I've ever seen you this worn down," Ajak remarks as she steps outside. Druig quickly rises to his feet, eyes looking at her in desperation. She sticks her hands inside her blue denim jacket, leaning on one of the wood pillars. "She must be some girl," she smiles.

"Is she ok?" he asks weakly, fearing he might cry again. Ajak finally nods in his direction. A wave of relief rushes to his heart, he quickly moved past Ajak and back into the house.

Y/N sat on the table, her legs swinging over the edge. The color and luster to her eyes had returned, the lines on her skin gone. Druig let out a choked sob and ran to her at full speed, crashing into her with a strong hug. Her arms wrap around him, inhaling his cologne and the faint smell of smoke. "She fixed you," he whispers in almost disbelief, letting his fingers touch the smooth skin where the bump once was.

"Druig I don't remember anything," she tells him regretfully, pulling back from the embrace. Whatever it was it really scared the man who she had never seen so fearful and disheveled.

"Y-you got bit a-and you almost died," he stammers, his fingertips tracing along her jawline. She places her warm hands over his, bringing him in for a short kiss.

"I'm here now, my love, I wouldn't leave you so soon," he nodded at her calm reassurance. He was about to embrace her again when Ajak coughed to get their attention.

"I'm afraid something bad might be coming. Do not take her back to the Amazon, Druig. She must go back to the city."

[rachaelswrites]

Bug Off

Sebastian Stan x Daughter!reader

Word Count: 535

Requested By: Anonymous

hiii i love ur fics sm omg, could you do a sebastian stan x adopted!daughter where reader has severe entomophobia and sees a small bug then gets a panic / anxiety attack. its totally ok if you dont write it i dont mind <3

Warnings: Fear of bugs, panic/anxiety attack, let me know if I miss any

Sebastian didn’t realize how bad your fear of bugs was until now. He knew you always made him kill any bugs you found in the house and you would run away from any bugs you saw while at the park or while hiking. He just assumed it was a normal fear of bugs like most people had but it wasn’t. It was much more intense.

Since you had gone with your dad to Atlanta to film The Falcon and the Winter Soldier, you got to watch him and Anthony film scenes and you got to hang out with them in between takes. You were older now so you didn’t have to stay in a trailer all day so you liked getting to watch your dad act.

Today, the crew were filming scenes outside near a warehouse located near the woods. You knew how bad your fear of bugs was so you stayed alert and on the lookout for any creepy crawlers around. A few fly by your head here and there but you managed to keep your cool about it since the cameras were rolling. Once they stopped, you moved away from that spot and went over to your dad.

“Having fun?” he asked as you wrapped your arms around him. He never minded you being clingy like this, “I think we’re almost done for now.”

“Good,” you said, “There’s a lot of bugs here. I don’t like it.”

“They won’t hurt you Y/n,” Sebastian said, “They’re too tiny for that.”

“What about bees? And spiders? And mosquitos? They all bite and sting,” you argued back.

“Point made,” he said, leaning down and kissing the top of your head, “Look there’s one now,” he said, pointing at a spot on the ground.

You screamed and hid behind your dad, nearly pulling him down to the ground, “Get it away.”

“It’s teeny tiny Y/n. It won’t hurt you,” he said again.

You shook your head as your dad stepped forward towards the bug. He bent down and picked up a stick, lifting up the bug and showing it to you, “See?”

You shook your head again and you felt your chest start to tighten. You were finding it harder and harder to breathe which Sebastian noticed.

“Baby it’s okay,” he said, dropping the stick on the ground and going over to you, “It’s okay.”

“No it’s right there,” you said, pointing to the stick.

“I promise it won’t get you,” he said, taking a hold of your shoulders and hugging you. He rubbed circles on your back, something that always helped whenever you had a panic/anxiety attack, “It’s over there and we’re over here.”

“Can we go back to your trailer? I don’t want to be around it,” you said softly.

“Of course we can,” he said, leading you back to his trailer, “I didn’t realize bugs freaked you out so much Y/n. I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay. You didn’t know. I probably should have told you,” you said.

“I mean, I knew you were scared of them but I didn’t realize it was a phobia. I’ll make sure not to do that again. And that other people know that also.”

“Thank you.”

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[nongnaos]

Episode 4 liveblogging atots!

(I have lost all chill)

1/4

Wow, straight in with the "yes I changed your clothes, yes I saw your scars, wanna see mine 😏"

HE FOUND THE NOTEBOOK

Oop nevermind, that was very dramatic and the music was tense and the emotions were all over the place but that is how nightmares feel. Good to know he's feeling guilty at keeping it from them and also that his dream Chief is also very flirty 👀

Longtae is cute and reminds me of someone but I'm not sure who... maybe Sunghak from Bigstar, if any of you remember him.. it was a niche of kpop. (And I don't mean looks wise just something about him idk)

Seriously, Chief, you should know by now that Dr. Nam knows all your secrets...

"Don't tell me you've seen him naked" THE IMMEDIATE GAY PANIC. "Those are for menstrual cramps" I'm crying, it's ok chief we've all been there!! Love makes us all look stupid!

Teaching the kids so their families don't get scammed!! Making them paper airplanes 🥰

Oh nooo Chief being cute with the kids!! Tian really becoming the kids' big brother by swatting their hands away when they try to get him in trouble 😂

This looks like a very long motorcycle ride, I hope they brought snacks. (No, not you Chief, you're a whole meal)

Tian immediately jealous of Dr. Nam being there 👀

2/4

Oh god no, they're acting couple-y in front of Tian, pls no, he's too fragile for this. (Sidenote, that market lady selling the spinach, absolute milf, would buy more spinach than I reasonably need)

Dr. Nam has no time for your jealousy, Tian, he is here to be your wingman!

Honestly, Dr. Nam being like "oh you want to know something about someone? Ask them directly!! I will make you communicate if its the last thing I do.." A+

I can no longer type, this trio is killing me, Dr. Nam has 0 chill when it comes to their romantic entanglements, Chief is constant gay panic and fondness and Tian is just bewildered and burning the eggs. I am a husk of a human.

He bought him a new mosquito net!! He cares about your health and wellbeing!!! He wants to kiss youuuuu!!!!! I'm so fine about this.

Chief's getting jealous of Tian/Longtae and I live for the mildest of drama.

"Dog howling night" thats every night in the countryside tbh.

3/4

Dog howling night is NOT every night in the countryside, I take that back, whyyyyy are they doing this 😭😭😭 its weird when you're on your own but as a group activity??? Go have an ice bath.

Tian actually saying thank you without being prompted, thats growth. Chief looked back!! They're gonna kiss so hard one day.

Drake has never played a straight character in his life.

Playing the spinning top game... the flirting rituals... are intricate.

4/4

Besties taking the piss out of him for looking nice for a date. Standard.

He bought a new outfit AND shower gel, boy is thirsty 😌 glad you wore your slut jeans for your hike 😵‍💫

We have unlocked the "tragic backstory atop a mountain" sidequest.

God this is filled with so many of these sussing-each-other-out flirty comments. OH. It's a full on "do you want to ask me out" Chief is no longer playing around (was he ever?) wow... I honestly feel like I rarely see characters flirt this hard or this well? Especially not gay characters who can say "no, I'm not interested in a lot of people, there's no one else and I'm not playing around". It's very refreshing.

He likes her as a sister and Billie Eilish's "I just kinda wish you were gay" plays gently in the background.

Fuckin' monogamous hornbills 🥺🥺

[celestial-sapphicss]

bbs ep. 8 in screencaps, in honour of frigay!

this episode was brought to you by pran's dimples

ok so first off, this is exactly the kind of flirting and romance you'd expect/have from friends (or frenemies at best) who start dating????

like the teasing, the awkwardness and not knowing how to act as a couple because you've never been like that, or cringing at yourself and your antics, CUTEST!

their love language is annoying each other 😂

an exhibit on how to be bad friends (+ pat counting mosquito bites, i cried. that boy is precious)

these photos just scream IN LOVE and you can't convince me otherwise

also, this dialogue. not only is pran talking about himself and pat in terms of their faculties & families being enemies, but also how its just embodies queer/non cishetallonormative relationships.

"Do you really believe Pat will accept you? In the end, you have to keep your relationship a secret.

It’s an exhausting relationship.

It’s so hard just to see each other.

It’s tough just to talk to each other.

No turning back.

No moving forward because it’s a dead-end.

It’s a kind of relationship that I always avoid."

my heart 😭💔

okay so this scene somehow mirrors the nevia/tissue scene in ep. 7 (3/4)

while in the nevia scene (yes, I'll call it the nevia scene, the product placement of p'aof is genius) pat just goes to pran's dorm to tease him, in this scene pat actively reaches out (which again, very healthy!!!! instead of internalising your feelings, you reach out for help, love to see it)

both pat (in the nevia scene), and pran in this scene sense that the other person's mood is off and try to make them smile/happy/less gloomy by doing stupid antics

now, both pran (in the nevia scene) and pat in this scene are faced by situation that can't necessarily be solved by them, or are not upto them

like as for pran, he's dealing with an actor who doesn't care and is rude, while being extremely overworked & burnt out

and pat, crumbling under the weight of unrealistic expectations of his father, and him pushing his dreams on him, w/o asking whether pat actually wants to follow them

so the next best thing (as opposed to solving the problem at hand) that they can do is make their s/o happy, without forcing them to talk about it, and making them the stresses of the world, if only for a minute

and while they'll still have to face these problems in the future, the feeling of knowing that there will be a person helping you get through it is extremely calming

while in the nevia scene, in the end pran was indeed happier (b4 that mf wai came), it did end with pat (and hence pran) being sad

but in this scene, both of them are happier in the end and thats growth and oh my heart 🥺

also, pran mimicking pat's "heyyyy" in a mocking sad way had me dying. just look at his expressions 😂🥺

the hurt caused by others

petition to ban pat's dad from everything that brings him joy

okay so pran, in the sound booth (? is it what that's called??? unfortunately im not a theatre gay, I'm a photography gay, ink is me, i am ink) almost looks angry???? like obviously first of all why would random people gossip about someone's love life like that. also maybe the fact that i think somehow pran also wants to just be free and out in the open and hearing this interaction makes him realise that that's not possible??? idk my brain is mish-mosh

i'm still in shock over how the episode ended

now, ik it has already been confirmed i guess but i hope it's not wai who dropped the curtain because

i don't want pran to be once again deceived by people he trusts (eyeing you pran's mom)

there's literally no justification/redemption arc possible for wai post that

i don't want a villan plot line or a wai likes pran plot line

can't wait (frightened) as how p'aof handles this

no thoughts, head empty, just crying over this scene

so much red!!! so much hurt!!! i am not okay 😭

the scene with the staring, and the flashbacks and the bg score of the that xylophone, and the setup of pat expressing his anger in the for of riam expressing his anger, i can't y'all.

the making up

i absolutely LOVE how they spend almost no time in making up with each other

the healthy & clear communication, consent, and the lack of ego & resentment, chef's kiss!

the sometimes unknowingly hurt each other, they realise their mistakes, the apologise & make up, and they move on. EVERYONE LEARN!

also how dare they steal their hug from me, I'll cry, no more virtual hugs 🥲

in conclusion, best boys

[shadowqueen402]

If it ok with you can you write a story of a mosquito negati affecting one of the inhabitants. Basically this negati acts like a normal mosquito, however instead of sucking blood it sucks up happiness, energy, and even color leaving the person grey and gloomy.

Ooh! That would be an interesting Negati type! But here you go!

Sana huffed in anger and distraught while she stood on her stage. She was still visibly upset over the fact that the forest back in the real world was destroyed for new houses. Because to her, this meant that she would never be able to gaze at the birds again.

'Stupid humans!' She thought to herself. 'They never seem to appreciate what they already had! Instead, they just want more and more! This is why I hate them!' Sadly, Sana was so busy with her inner thoughts that she didn't realize that Lance was there. He had a new Negati with him.

"There is your target, little one," Lance said. "Fly over to her and attack until all of her happiness, energy, and positivity is gone." He then sent the mosquito-shaped Negati to Sana.

The Negati flew over to Sana and landed onto her back. Then, it jabbed its needle-like mouth into her. Sana grunted in pain as she turned to see the strange Negati that she had never encountered before. "W-What the…!?" She stammered. "Get off of me!"

But the Negati started to suck something. Sana thought that it was blood…until she noticed that the color of her skin and the colors of her clothers were becoming duller and duller. Sana felt herself slowly becoming depressed for some reason. "Please…get off…" She said in a rather exhausted tone.

The Negati didn't bother to listen. Instead, it kept on sucking up all of her happiness, color, energy, and positive emotions. Sana was soon devoid of all color. What was dark on her was either dark grey or black and what was light on her was either light grey or white. Sana groaned, feeling as though she had worn herself out. A gloomy and depressed look was on her face.

Lance smirked as he motioned for the mosquito Negati to come back to him. "Let's see Balan try to handle this," He said to the Negati. "I can't wait to see the look on his face when Balan discovers that there's limited bliss." He and the Negati then went back to the Nega realm in order to scheme more.

Meanwhile, Eis decided to come over to Sana's stage. "Hey, Sana," He called to her. "Hope you didn't mind if I came over to check on you…" He stopped when he saw Sana slouched over for some reason. "Hey, are you alright?" He trotted over to her.

Upon placing a hand on her shoulder, Sana almost immediately collapsed. She would've fallen to the ground if it weren't for Eis catching her. Eis turned Sana to face him only to wince at the sight. "Sana, what happened to you?" He asked, worry on his face.

"Protecting the forest is pointless," Sana murmured in a gloomy tone. "There is no point in protecting something that will be destroyed…"

"What are you talking about?" Eis asked, stunned at what he was hearing. "Of course there is point in protecting your forest! What about the birds that you loved so much? By protecting that forest, you're protecting them! Please tell me that you won't give up on them…"

"It's no use," Sana mumbled. "Because of the humans, the birds will never return to the forest…"

Eis's gut instinct was telling him that something wasn't right. "Lance did this to you, didn't he?" He asked her, despite knowing that he wouldn't be able to get answers. "I need Balan's help. I want to save you, Sana. Even if it means that…I'll have to confront Lance myself…"

Eis scooped up Sana and left her stage with her, hoping to find Balan. He needed to be brave, regardless of the fear that was rising up inside of him. But he must do this for Sana.

And he will do this for her. He will prove that he was true to his word.

[fific7]

Even His Name - Part 1

Sirius Black x OC

Summary: Friends forever? Maybe. Maybe not.

Warnings: Swearing, alcohol, slight consent issues, 18+ please due to NSFW content including unprotected* sex. The age of consent in the UK is 16, sorry if that’s not in line with the laws in your own country/state.

*Irl, please don’t go wild in the country without protection.

A/N: Looking at this photo, I can kinda see why Ben Barnes got fancast as Sirius Black. This story is non-canon and takes place in my imaginary HP AU with OC, Celeste (meaning celestial or heavenly).

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Sirius Black. Even his name was beautiful.

She watched his tall, lean figure approaching as she sat & relaxed against one of the shady trees beside the lake.

She drank in every last detail before he got too close, before her out-and-out staring was noticeable to him.

The lazily slouching but graceful walk, his long legs eating up the distance between them.

The pale, porcelain-like skin, the aristocratic cheekbones, the trendy light scruff of moustache with matching scruff along his jawline, the full sensuous lips, the famed long black wavy hair. And of course, those hypnotic grey eyes, ringed by long dark lashes. Those eyes could change like mercury, from silver to dark pewter within a heartbeat.

As he got got closer, her eyes almost totally closed, but she wasn’t dozing off, it was a ruse to disguise her intense staring. Her eyes continued to eat him up like he was a very large chocolate eclair.

It was Saturday, so no school uniform. Trademark bad-boy attire, then. Her heart sped up at the sight of the scuffed leather biker jacket, the Led Zeppelin t-shirt, distressed jeans & leather work boots. Not properly laced up... of course.

All in black, a living embodiment of his name.

She heaved a long sigh, letting it escape without thought, and her eyes closed fully.

She was aware of a shadow blocking the sunlight falling on her closed eyelids. The sound of somebody settling themselves down next to her, still partly casting a shadow onto her.

Her eyes opened a sliver, and her head rolled to the side towards him of its own accord.

“What’s the big sigh for, Celeste?” in his deep, slightly hoarse, breathy voice. The voice which sent a thousand female hearts beating like drums.

“Sirius.” She sighed again, her eyes opening slowly. “You’re blocking my sun.”

He grinned, chuckling. He gestured to his body with one hand, “This ... masterpiece... of a man joins you for a pleasant interlude by the lake, and all you can say is that I’m blocking your rays?!”

“Yeah.”

He chuckled again. “Ah c’mon, you know you love me.”

She rolled her head back to its original position. “Keep telling yourself that.”

“And maybe it’ll come true?” he smirked.

“When hell freezes over.”

He leant over, placing his head on her shoulder as he did so, puppy dog eyes in play, complete with pouted bottom lip.

“Now, you know that isn’t true. You’re desperate to get me into the sack.”

“But, Sirius,” she said innocently, “there wouldn’t be enough room in the bed for me, what with you and your massive ego already in it.”

His head shot back, his unmistakable & glorious barking laugh issuing forth & attracting the attention of every female within earshot.

“You’re hysterical,” he continued laughing, more quietly. “No, I’m Celeste,” she smirked, throwing her version of his favourite line back at him.

He groaned, “You’d use my own comeback against me? Really?”

“Every time,” she nodded.

He was grinning back at her, when she was suddenly aware of another shadow falling across her. She frowned involuntarily, looking up to see who it was. A tall Ravenclaw girl stood there, confidently smirking down at Sirius. She didn’t spare his current companion even a glance.

“Hi,” she smiled brightly at him. “Thought you’d maybe like to take a walk with me, Siri?” giving him a suggestive sideways look, all the while twirling a strand of her long brown hair round a finger.

Celeste rolled her eyes, smirking & tutting loudly. She muttered, “Pathetic,” under her breath & began to gather her books, getting ready to ‘exit stage left’.

Sirius looked over at her, smiling and laying his hand on her arm, stilling her movement.

He looked up at the other girl. “Sorry, love,” he said with a grin, “spending some one-on-one time with my best girl here.”

She still didn’t look at his ‘best girl’. “Well, why don’t I just join you here while you do that, and then we can go for a walk by ourselves afterwards?”

Sirius looked down, and Celeste knew what was coming next. He’d given her his polite brush-off, now here came the not-so-polite one.

“Didn’t you hear what I just said? I’m here with Celeste,” he said, voice harsh, glaring back up at her.

She stopped twirling that lock of hair, recoiling from his glare & tone. “Well, you know, I just thought...”

“You just thought wrong then, didn’t you! Now, run along dear, off you go.” Voice cold, eyes narrowed.

She turned on her heel and scuttled back to her little band of giggling friends. Something told Celeste that her friends wouldn’t be all that sympathetic. If there was one thing almost guaranteed to break up friendship groups, it was who did, or didn’t have, Sirius’ attention.

Celeste laughed, “Lordy, I don’t know how you put up with all that fangirling.... ‘Siri’.” she imitated the girl in a high-pitched tone. “They make me ashamed to be a woman. Don’t they have any self-respect?!”

Sirius laughed, “But Cel, they’re just rightfully worshipping ... this!” Again, one hand gesturing up & down the length of his body.

“What.. a skinny boy?” she questioned, looking him up & down, “Really? What’s the attraction then?” she laughed.

He’d sat up straight as she’d been speaking, faux offended. “Celeste! How could you? Firstly, I am a man, not a boy.”

“Sirius, you’re sixteen. You.. are.. a.. boy!”

“Nah, nah, nah! I.. am.. a.. man!” dramatically emulating her slow delivery before continuing, “And I’m nearly seventeen. Secondly, I am not skinny. I’m tall and athletic.”

“Skinny.”

“Athletic!”

She laughed. “You don’t even play Quidditch any more. So where do you get this ‘athleticism’ from? Running away from Filch and the prefects after a prank?!”

“Thank you for answering your own question!” he said, laughing back at her.

He again leant towards her, eyes boring into hers, changing to dark & stormy mode, lips so close that she felt the little huffs of his breath on her own lips as he spoke.

“Don’t fight it, Cel. Just give in and admit you want me! We’ll head to my dorm right now and spend the entire night together, having hot, sensual, sheet-tangling sex!”

She burst out laughing, turning away momentarily, eager to break the close proximity to him. “The gods love a trier, Sirius. Pity I don’t.” She looked back at him, “And no doubt one of your fangirls is already curled up under your quilt, just waiting on the god that is Sirius Black to arrive and rock her world!!”

“My bed is exclusively reserved for you.”

“OK... curled up in her bed then, waiting on Mr I Never Stay The Night to arrive.”

“You pierce my heart!”

“Sirius, you may be one of my closest friends, but I can honestly say that you, within just the last few weeks, have become a total man-whore. And a barely legal one at that.”

“Celeste!! Just bloody well admit you want me.”

“Can’t that huge ego of yours handle the fact that there’s at least one girl in this school who doesn’t drop her panties the second you look at her?!” her laughter pealed out over the surrounding area, catching the attention of and sparking the venomous jealousy of the Sirius Fangirls’ Club.

He also burst out laughing, inciting the Fangirls even more.

“Ah.... Cel, my ego is perpetually the size of a peanut whenever you’re around.” Innocence personified, wide grey eyes gazed at her. “It never gets the chance to grow any bigger.”

Then the trademark smirk appeared. “Unlike a certain other part of my anatomy.” One eyebrow quirked up at her, long fingers slinking down onto his jeans zip. She couldn’t stop her eyes following them. His lips slid upwards into a pleased grin.

“Urggghhh!” she groaned, closing her eyes briefly before starting to pack up her stuff. “On that note, I’m off!”

“Awww, don’t go! This was just about to get interesting. You almost agreed to give me a quick blowjob!”

She stood up, brushing grass off her denim cutoffs and slipping on her low wedge sandals. Sirius raked his eyes up and down her figure as she did so.

She leant back down to him, knowing full well that he was getting an eyeful down her tastefully low-cut frilly top. She had on a translucent lacy bra, and she heard his breath catch as soon as he spotted it.

Putting her lips right next to his ear, she said, “Firstly, I don’t give blowjobs to sixteen-year-old skinny boys.” She huffed out a breath onto his earlobe, “And secondly, even if I did, it would.. not.. just be a quickie, darling.”

She pulled back and stood up straight, looking down at Sirius. A deep pink blush was spreading up from his neck over the entirety of his handsome face, his mouth hung slightly open and his eyes were wide, a glazed look in them.

She grinned, starting to walk away, “Have fun with the fangirls, Sirius!”

He was still staring after her when the first wave of girlies washed over him, clamouring for his attention in various tried, tested and (to him, at that moment) very tedious ways.

They were all to be disappointed. Sirius swatted them off like they were so many irritating mosquitoes, stretching out & lying on his back with his hands crossed under his head, staring up into the blue of the early autumn sky, deep in thought.

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She leisurely strolled back to the castle, sniggering to herself at how easy it had been to wind Sirius up into a tight spring.

Her smirk dropped somewhat though, when she contemplated the bigger picture. What a shitshow.

She was slap-bang in the middle of the biggest cliché the fates had ever created. Best friend really fancies best friend, but won’t admit it in case it either doesn’t work out and/or ruins the friendship. Yeah... that old chestnut.

Sighing, she made her way to the Gryffindor common room, spotting Lily and Mary on their favourite corner sofa. She plopped herself down next to them, instantly becoming enmeshed in the girlie gossip which was currently in progress.

However her mind drifted to the beginning of that school year, their sixth, when she and Sirius had met up again after the summer holidays on the Hogwarts Express. She’d been frankly amazed at the change in him after such a short time.

From awkward, gawky schoolboy to man-god in the space of a couple of months.

She learned from him that he’d run away from Grimmauld Place at the beginning of the holidays and was now living at the Potters’. She was very glad to hear that, knowing what he’d gone through at the hands of his parents. He certainly seemed to be thriving there, having apparently sprouted quite a bit over the summer.

Everything about him suddenly seemed long & slim. Long legs and arms, with big hands and big feet to match. Long slim fingers. Long slim feet & toes which she stared at, fascinated, every time she caught a glimpse of them.

She’d instantly known that their friendship would change in future. She’d never thought of Sirius as anything except a little schoolboy buddy, but over the summer he’d emerged from his post-pubescent chrysalis as a hot, sexy teenager with shoulder-length hair, designer stubble and attitude with a capital A.

He’d always attracted a fair bit of female attention over the years. He’d never really acted on it though, too caught up in Marauders mischief to care.

But holy hell...now? All the girlies were going to go batshit crazy over him.

He’d also - right there on the train no less! - boxed her into a corner and immediately started flirting up a storm, which had mildly terrified her. This was the guy who, only two months before, had been a kind of surrogate brother figure in her life for the previous 5 years.

Now he was making sexual innuendoes and inviting her into his bed every five minutes. She just couldn’t figure out his agenda.

As predicted, at the start of term, the Hogwarts female population - irrespective of year - quickly lined up behind Sirius and adoringly dogged his every footstep. As did a fair proportion of the male population, it has to be said.

Sirius quickly accepted his new-found godlike status & revelled in it. Flirting his way around school and through classes and meals. Getting caught in broom closets, empty classrooms and corridors, snogging for Britain.

It was only 4 weeks into the new term and she already found it all mildly disgusting. Hence she’d decided to knock the flirtatious idiot back down a peg or two every chance she got.

However, his flirting behaviour with her hadn’t dialled back at all, if anything it had increased, and this is what she was pondering on.

Her name was suddenly yelled right into her face. Lily was staring at her as if she was an alien.

“Uh, sorry - what?”

“We’ve been waiting on you to answer Mary’s question, for like, 15 minutes.”

“Oh shut up! I just zoned out for a minute or two.”

Mary sniggered, “And no prizes for guessing who the subject matter of said zoning out was!!”

She sighed. “OK, OK, alright - yes - it was Sirius.”

Scoffing noises from her friends.

“Look - I just can’t get my head round the way he’s still behaving towards me. Flirting & shit.”

She shook her head, and continued, “This was my annoying little ‘school brother’ 3 months ago! So he’s either had a brain meltdown and actually fancies me, or else he’s practicing all that crap on me to then use on his fan girls! And let’s be honest, one reason’s as bad as the other!”

They both exchanged significant looks, grinning at each other.

She huffed, “What’s wrong now?! I’ve just told you what’s on my mind!”

“Can you, hand on heart, swear you don’t fancy the pants off Sirius?” asked Lily.

“Look, I can see why girls find him attractive, yeah. But you’re forgetting that for five years, he was...”

“Yeah, yeah,” interrupted Mary, rolling her eyes, “..your surrogate little brother.”

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@omgrachwrites

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