#Not excited about it… but I was really stressed not to know what to do

[thetadispatcher]

Peter nodded, he didn't know more then the general reason of replacing real animals with android ones, but he wasn't about to dig any further into it as it didn't seem to be worth the time and effort.

BeeBee purred happily, attention was always something she was excited to receive from people, even visitors she wasn't familiar with. As long as G cleared them, then she knew it was safe to ask for attention.

"It wasn't something I ever considered to be possible, so no." Peter shook his head, but now he was starting to make a mental list of things that he might possibly experience during the course of working with people from another dimension. He'd discuss it with Dan later just in case he had a few things to add to it, so that way he'd be a little more prepared.

"Didn't plan on mentioning it, seems like a good way to make people think you've lost your mind. And that's not something I need any help with." Peter laughed, he felt the occasional odd things he did were bad enough, and he definitely didn't need his coworkers questioning his mental state more then they already did.

Brent returned with more parts and the new arm for the Bishop android, he placed the arm on a cart nearby so the android could attach it on his own. He knew his help wasn't needed as reattaching a full limb was something most androids could do on their own, the process was much simpler then repairing the damage. He made his way back to the assembly machine to start piecing the next android together, as he noted Peter was currently occupied with something else.

Vincent paused his work to look up at the other android, his LED spun red and yellow as he considered the request. He didn't like the idea of talking to someone he wasn't familiar with, but having the topic be about something he enjoyed made it a little less stressful for him. He was still a moment as he considered it then slowly nodded, convincing himself that there were enough people he did know present to keep him safe. "I-uh, sure." He whispered quietly as he quickly returned to missed with his ear to keep his mind partially distracted.

"You can really tell that Sixty was one of the first androids Peter worked on, it's a miracle he got him up and running at all since he'd taken a bullet to his brain. Peter has fixed his brain some more since then, so he's gone from acting like a sugar fueled toddler to a rowdy teenager." Dan explained as he watched the two coordinate with each other to install the computer.

"His goal at the time was to give Connor friend to talk to that were like him. Sixty could be returned to a fully operational state, but after hearing Connor speak of his interaction with Sixty and how he wound up with a bullet in his forehead, we all agreed we'd rather have a goofy Sixty then one that was a constant asshole." Peter had informed Dan of what Connor told him, and he'd been there when Peter ran a simulation of Sixty if his brain was fully repaired. The simulated Sixty had instantly started talking down to them and acting like he was far better. Even Sixty had expressed his feeling on the matter, making sure they understood he was fine the way he was and didn't wish to go back to the way he'd been before.

"He can do basic police work now which is good enough for him." Sixty occasionally did work at the level of Connor and Nines, but he liked tagging along for random calls, as he found solving nothing but murders and other such things to be too repetitive.

Dan rolled his eyes as the two knocked heads again well attempting to reach for the same cable. "Nines needed some work too, as you've likely noticed he and Sixty have completely different voices. Nines needed a new voice modulator as his was severely corrupted, and the best Peter could find that was compatible without running the risk of trying to order a new one, was one from an android model used for narrating. So that's why his voice is far deeper then Sixty's." Dan still couldn't understand how a brand new model had suffered any type of malfunction with their parts, but he felt it was likely something Cyberlife had done to him once they realized his model would never be released.

Dan and Daniel's head both snapped to the human when he sneezed, their LEDs both turning red as they watched him until they were certain he'd only caused himself some slight pain. "That kid, I swear... He does the most brain dead shit sometimes..." Dan mumbled as he shook his head then glanced at Rook, feeling he'd likely have to explain their reaction and his own words.

"He mouthed off to a former friend who was pointing a gun at him, which earned him four bullet holes. He really shouldn't be up and about yet, but the only thing that would keep him in bed is tying hm to it." Dan explained as his LED returned to blue once he was certain Peter hadn't popped any of his stitches.

"I never liked his human friends anyways... They were either far too strange, or showed clear signs of serious undiagnosed mental issues. Johan thought Peter was trying to be better then him when he heard about what he'd done to me, and of course he didn't believe a word Peter said... Which lead to Peter deciding to call him out on his behavior in a very insulting way.... Terry had a thing for eating non-food items... I once watched him eat an unwrapped candy then say the tin foil hurts his teeth."

"And Catherine, ugh... He met her when we visited here, she was a new Cyberlife hire at the time and gave Peter a spare repair manual for my model. Of course he kept in contact with her, and when the deviant situation first started she asked if he'd come see her to help her move. He'd pay to fly to her and she'd pay to send him back... He arrived only to find she was gone and a note explaining she'd gone home and was sorry he wasted his time. She didn't give him the ticket back, and he couldn't afford it, so that lead to him taking a job at the police station" Dan shook his head, he was glad Peter was no longer in contact with those humans.

"He was only supposed to be gone a few weeks... I really did fear the worse as I hadn't heard any updates on him, and the more time that went by the worse it got for me. I know it's a bit of a silly thing to deviate over, but I truly thought he'd died and that I'd lost a very important human in my life. Catherine better stay far away from here, or I will be having a very serious talk with her." He growled quietly, he truly hated the humans who Peter had befriended as most turned out to be the worst types of humans possible.

"So it was to prevent animal cruelty. That's surprisingly enlightened for a corpo."

Or she supposed the marketing team was at least somewhat competent. There was no better way to sell fake animals but pretending that the industrial process behind their production was any good for the environment.

They better have made dinosaurs too.

In any case, Rook was delighted to be able to pet a polar bear. BeeBee was wonderful and deserved all the pats.

Bishop saw the general reaction to the frankly odd choice for a delivery system and decided to provide pointless commentary. "Why, have you never looked into the abyss before?"

He did. Right after said abyss was done raiding their supply convoy. But he wasn't going to mention that particular encounter, or what he did about it. He would have liked to be returned to his base at the end of this visit.

"I apologize for the scare. I would appreciate if you didn't mention this either." Willow said, standing up. If anything, she could offer her help setting up the new computers faster.

She briefly looked in Vincent's direction, only for the android Bishop to move to stand in her way. If he meant to look menacing, Willow was having a hard time appreciating that when he was still missing an arm.

"I wished to inquire your friend about the stuffed animals he makes. I would like to purchase a few."

The android knelt down, quietly inquiring Vincent about it.

"You'd think they were made from the same mold." Rook replied, watching Peter and Sixty's shenanigans.

[tourturestarradio]

𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐒✮

"𝐈 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧. 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰. 𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐘𝐨𝐮!"

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Pairing: Monster trio! x reader!

Prompt: The gifts you give to the trio and the gifts they'd give you!

Warnings: just mostly fluff and fun

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𝐋𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐘

I feel like Luffy would treasure anything you gave him, like how he is with his hat

So he wouldn't mind whatever you got him and didn't understand why you got so stressed when it came to you getting him a gift

So on Christmas he was excited to see what you got him munching on gingerbread man

He absolutely SUCKS at getting someone a gift

He would think it a good gift and honestly you don't have the heart to tell him it's bad

Once you both exchanged gifts he had a bright gleam in his eye as he watched you open your gift

His grin grew much wider as you smiled at the small necklace he got you it had a little 'L' on it (Nami totally didn't throw away his gift and switch it out)

He hurried and unwrapped his gift his grin dropping as he sees a framed picture of him and his brothers, and two necklaces one with your first initial and the other one with the initials 'ASL'

You were worried you may have made him upset but when his arms wrapped around you tightly you smile as he tackled you into a hug, comedic tears running down his face

"Th-This is the best gift ever!" he shouted smushing his cheek against yours

Safe to say he liked your gift

𝐙𝐎𝐑𝐎

I can't see Zoro as someone who gives thoughtful gifts, like at all...

He would "gift" whatever he found laying around

No joke he literally got you one of his weights put it in a lazily wrapped box and handed it over to you

It wasn't until AFTER Nami cracked her fist over his head that he started putting in more effort but ONLY for you

He would be stuck and would need help from Nami and Robin to get you a gift

But it wasn't of much help Nami spouting "get them something pretty! Or expensive!" and Robin stating "Get them something they like, or something with important meaning"

So he left the women figuring they wouldn't be of much help

And don't get me wrong he would know everything you liked and dislike

He heard alll your long rambles about what you enjoyed, what you hated, your favorite food, favorite drink everything and you would never know

Which is the only reason he was so stumped, he knew too much now he didn't know what to get at all so he bought literally everything he thought you would like hoping it would make you happy.

Now you on the other hand already knew what to get him, but luck wasn't really wasn't on your side as you made your way down to a shop in town but some petty thugs tried to rob you but you weren't fazed even in the slightest you just wanted to get back to the ship

But these guys really made it hard for you, they just kept pestering you, and it's not like you could do much because you left your weapon back on the ship

Zoro leaving a store, had spotted you being surrounded by some random men

He dropped the many boxes and bags seemingly appearing behind the men and cutting them down with ease

You smiled at him throwing your arms around his shoulders "my hero!"

Zoro pretended not to be fazed by your words but the small smile said otherwise

Later he showed you the gifts he got you but you sighed leaning on him "oh you're the best gift I could ask for" you said placing a little bow on his head

"So does that mean I can take all this stuff back?"

"No♡"

𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈

Tried to get you a ring.

I'm not kidding, he would be dead set on proposing to you, but when Robin said that'd be to much he dropped that plan, (he still kept the ring....just in case)

I could see him as someone who thinks too much about what to get you

It was very tiring for him so settled for something nice, something he was good at, cooking. Cooking like a little fancy dinner for the two of you

But that plan was also shot down when you trotted into the kitchen dressed in a cute Santa outfit while he was trying to cook

Coming up behind him, he knew you were there BUT he didn't know you were gonna touch him so he did a little when you wrapped your arms around his torso pressing your cheek again his back

He froze in his spot as if he had turned to stone, you peeked around him "Merry Christmas honey" you muttered sliding a box next to him, he could feel his heart rate increase as he heard your voice

Slowly turning to face you he knew he'd be blinded by your beauty but this! As soon as he laid eyes on you it was over

Falling back he kicked the bucket blood gushing from his nose

You only sighed at his antics as you went and got chopper

Upon waking up Sanji looked around "maybe it was just a dream..."

Oh but it wasn't looking to his right he saw a medium sized box on his nightstand

Placing it in his lap he saw a little note on top that read 'Hope you like love you!'

He smiled at the note and set it aside opening the box he was stunned on top there was a heart shaped locket, opening it it was a picture of you and him his smile grew bigger as he looked through the rest of the box, it was filled with memories of you and him mostly different photos

One stood out though, it was a picture of you and him, you were hugging his side and kissing his cheek as his face was beat red

Holding the picture close to his chest he smiled

You really were his one true love.

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A/n: I'm so mad I couldn't put this out on Christmas RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhh

[revelboo]

Looking at you with my big ol eyes to politely ask for more Skids whenever you feel in the mood to write for him. That first part was just so gooood I keep thinking about it ;u;

Sure

Hysteria

IDW Skids x Reader

• Cringing and almost dropping you as you slump against his servos, still making that awful gagging sound as he runs up the ramp while the others cover him. Looking down, he shudders. “I know you’re really stressed, but if you don’t stop purging, I’m going to be doing it, too. Nobody wants that,” he mutters trying to find someone to hand you off to as the last bot makes it back aboard and Rodimus runs for the bridge. Seeing him staring at them hopefully, everyone backs away from him and you. Wanting nothing to do with the mess or the smell. Awkwardly rubbing a servo against your spine, he roughly clears his vents. “Please, stop? Anyone know how to fix this?”

• Throat raw, you lay your cheek against the giant robots hand and cut your eyes up at him. Because you’d been able to understand him. At least you can ask him what he’s going to do to you, those other aliens either couldn’t understand you or didn’t care. They definitely hadn’t been as gentle as he is. Feeling him rub your back and the unhappy worry in his voice eases some of the terror. He wouldn’t care that you’re upset if he was just going to hurt you, right? “I want to go home.”

• Now Tailgate and Trailbreaker, the only two not driven off by your purging take the opportunity to bail on him, knowing you’re going to have to be told that you can’t go home and wanting no part of it. Cowards. And you can’t go home, at least, not yet and that’s not going to go over well. Glaring at their retreating backs, he uses a servo to nudge your hair away from your face and his servo lingers seeing a nasty yellow bruise on your neck. Is that a bite?Venting softly, he wishes he’d shot more of them. Those tired eyes stare up at him, much calmer. No, resigned. Though he’s pretty sure that’s about to change. “So, about that? We’re on a mission and far from Earth, but I promise I’ll try to get you back.” Eventually. Not wanting to tell you it might be years before that happens.

• Eyes closing, you refuse to start bawling. What good would that do? All you can do is hope his promise is worth something. That he’s kinder than your last captors had been. “You’ve been to Earth. Understand my language.” Not really a question, but if there were giant, alien robots on Earth, wouldn’t you have heard about it? That would have definitely made the news unless it was covered up by the government, which wouldn’t really surprise you. “What are you going to do with me?”

• “You’re safe here, there’s other humans onboard. Er, rescues like you. I guess you’ll stay with me for now. I’m Skids.” Not sure how he feels about having a human to care for as you just look up at him, shockingly calm considering the excitement and terror you’d just gone through. But as your eyes stay closed, still not lifting your head from his hand, he hopes that maybe you’re just too exhausted to be scared. There’s no telling what those aliens had done to you before he’d found you or how long they’d had you. Those coverings you’re wearing don’t look like what little he knows of human fashion. Making him wonder if you’re normally this docile or if you’d been broken. “You’re going to be okay. I promise.”

• Tired down to your bones, you just lay against his servos. Wanting to believe him. Wanting to be safe, not scared anymore. Not hurt. And more than anything else, wanting to sleep. To forget the pain. Curling yourself into his warm hand, he starts stroking your back again as he walks and even though you hate it, you start softly crying.

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The Calm After The Storm

Sylus x gn!Reader

I know it isn't Christmas anymore but the vibes persist in my notes app

Warnings: fluff, domestic fluff, silly, Christmas, alcohol, drinking, kissing, cuddling, some family drama

Word Count: 834

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You scrub a hand down your face, as if it could wipe away all the stress and overwhelm from the last few days. Booking flights, packing bags, wrapping gifts, dealing with your parents' nagging and your extended family's... whole deal. You can't wait to go back home.

Sylus sighs as he settles down beside you. His arm immediately wraps around your shoulders, drawing you into his side where you belong.

He's been your rock through all of this. When you start to lose your head to the holiday season, he's there to reel you back in. It was a real catch 22, though. He could be there to block your family's questions and interrogations, but that only brought more questions to the surface.

How did you two meet? How long have you been together? When is he going to propose? Will we finally have some grandkids? Why isn't he with his family? How big is he? (Asked by your great grandmother, utterly shamelessly.) And on, and on, and on.

For all the headache it brought you, he didn't seem too phased by the excitement. With all the grace of a businessman, he deflects, redirects, and obfuscates just enough to satisfy their questions without giving them too much of a rope to tug on.

Now that you've finally got a moment to yourself - all your relatives gone, your parents off to bed - all you want to do is sit on the couch and come down from it all.

Sylus is quiet. You know it's for your sake, to give you all the (metaphorical) space you need. All the power is in your hands to start a conversation. All he does is hold you close, rub circles into your arm, and offer you the wine glass in his other hand.

You grin wryly as you accept it. It's fruity, sweet - definitely not to his tastes. "Is this the one my nana got you?"

"Mhm," he hums. "It's a nice gesture."

You chuckle. "She had no idea what to get you. I mentioned that you like to drink, but she's... Well, she tends to gift other people things she likes."

You settle deeper against him, cradling the glass to yourself as you lean your head against his shoulder. He presses a tender kiss to your head.

"Is it always that chaotic?"

"No." You tilt your head up to look at him. "It's usually a lot worse."

He chuckles lowly. "I'm glad they were on their best behavior for me, then." He brushes his nose against yours, drawing out the peace of the moment just a while longer. He's had to severely cut back on how affectionate he gets to be with you to avoid encouraging even more marriage and children questions; he really wants to savor this for as long as possible.

The lights of the Christmas tree in the living room dance across the planes of his face. Every now and then, the red catches on his iris. Or the gold does, and gives him a draconic look. He's beautiful. Ethereal. Your cousin took one look at him, at his arm lazily wrapped around your waist, and gaped in awe at you. The only reason she couldn't get a chance to get Sylus alone and try to steal him is because he was too insistent on staying by your side through it all, whispering teasing remarks in your ear and making sure you weren't about to have a panic attack.

It felt really good being able to put her in her place at dinner, when she purposefully vied for the seat beside Sylus's. He'd ignored her the whole time, save for a politely dismissive phrase or two. After she stole your boyfriend from you in 9th grade pulling the same stunts that she tried tonight, you had no sympathy for the teary-eyed pout she pulled on her way out the door.

You lean up that last little bit. He ducks his head down to ease the strain on your neck, meeting you in a honeyed kiss. Sweet, warm and unhurried. You taste like the wine, hints of the bitter alcoholic sting softened by the fruity sweetness clinging to your lips. This may be his new favorite wine, if only for the way it tastes on you.

You pull away slowly. He leaves a few chaste kisses on your lips, chasing after the lingering sweetness, before finally humming his satisfaction. As soon as you both get home, he's going to make up for all the lost time. For now, he tucks your head under his chin, holds you in front of the tree, and basks in his first Christmas spent with you.

"Merry Christmas, Sy."

"Merry Christmas, sweetheart." He can't wait to celebrate with you again next year, crazy family and all.

You take a slow sip of the wine, basking in the silence for all of one minute. “Sy?”

“Mhm?”

“We’re taking the jet back home. I can’t be sat sandwiched between two screaming babies again.”

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Jegumas Day Twenty-Five - Christmas Morning/Day

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@noblehouseofgay

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“Good morning, love.”

A warm hand rubbed circles into Regulus’s shoulder, gently bringing him to full consciousness.

Regulus blinked his eyes open to see James holding a tray and a cup of hot chocolate. “Jamie.”

“Yes, love.” James waited until he sat up to set the tray down. He kissed the top of Regulus’s head. “Blueberry pancakes, bacon, and a small omelette with all of your usual requests.”

The food looked amazing. Regulus tipped his head up to get a kiss, humming happily. “Thank you.”

“You’re always welcome,” James replied, smiling brightly. He moved around the bed and carefully got on, moving to wrap an arm around his fiance. “How are you feeling?”

Regulus leaned against him. “Good.” He put a bite of pancake in his mouth, moaning in appreciation. “Oh, I love you.”

James laughed. “I love you, too.” He kissed his cheek. “Merry Christmas.”

Regulus sighed, feeling a little anxious as he realized what day it was. “Merry Christmas.”

James hummed in sympathy, letting Regulus eat in relative quiet. Regulus appreciated it - he didn’t imagine the rest of the day would be anywhere near as calm as this.

It wasn’t that Regulus didn’t like Christmas. He did - mostly. He loved getting gifts for people and baking cookies with James and cuddling on the couch watching Christmas movies. He loved helping James decorate and listening to Christmas music.

But Christmas day was always a little bit stressful. Everything was crammed into Christmas day - they went to Sirius and Remus, and then Lily and Pandora, and then James’s parents house for dinner. It was a lot of driving and talking and Regulus was always completely exhausted halfway through.

But it was fine. He would smile and be happy and try his best to enjoy the chaos.

“So I did something,” James said quietly. “That you should know about.”

Regulus turned to look at him. “What?”

James looked just slightly anxious, which made Regulus a bit concerned. “Do you remember how Lily called yesterday, and she wanted to move the plans around a bit so that we could go to her house earlier and then Sirius’s later?”

Regulus felt his stomach flip at the idea of switching it up. It would mean more driving, and an earlier start - they’d have to leave really soon, actually. He frowned, hoping for some sort of miracle that didn’t mean he had to function before nine in the morning. “Yes.”

“Well, I sort of told her that it wasn’t possible,” James told him. “So we arranged for everyone to meet at a dinner party in a couple of days instead of our usual schedule.”

Regulus tried to process that. “A dinner party?” He felt a spike of panic. “We’re doing more?”

“No, no,” James assured him quickly. “No, I’m sorry - Reg, I told everyone that we weren’t driving today. Except for mum and dad, I told them that I wasn’t sure, and Mum said to let them know by lunchtime. It seemed like it was stressing you out, so I thought we just - well, I thought it might be better to just relax today.”

“We’re…not driving today,” Regulus repeated slowly. He bit down on his smile, trying to contain the pure relief. “We don’t have to drive everywhere and talk to everyone today?”

James shook his head. “Nope. We can stay home all day if you want, we don’t even have to visit my parents.”

“That’s,” Regulus shook his head, overwhelmed. “That’s - James.”

James smiled, taking in his reaction. “Good?”

“So good,” Regulus confirmed. He grinned, the tension melting from his frame as he dropped his fork and hugged James tightly. “Thank you, thank you, thank you. James, I love you. I love you so much.”

He pulled back, suddenly worried. “Wait, you’re okay with this, right? You’re not sad?”

“I’m thrilled,” James replied sincerely. He kissed Regulus’s forehead. “This is the most excited I’ve ever seen you for Christmas. I love it.”

“I didn’t mean to make you cancel everything,” Regulus said guiltily.

“You didn’t.” James shook his head. “You were lovely about everything. But you looked more and more anxious every time it was brought up, and I don’t want you to feel bad today. You deserve to have fun on Christmas.”

Regulus took a deep breath, almost in tears as he hugged James again. “Thank you.”

“Always,” James replied, squeezing him back. “I’d have done this years ago if I knew it stressed you out so much.”

“I’d have told you years ago if I realized I wouldn’t have to go through it every year.” Regulus blew out a long breath, looking forward to the rest of Christmas for the first time in years. “Maybe we can still go to your parents for dinner.”

James’s eyes lit up. “Yeah?”

Regulus nodded - he loved visiting James’s parents. And without everything else, it actually did sound like fun. Plus, he knew James loved to see them during the holidays. “I think it’ll be fun.”

“I’ll call after breakfast,” James said happily. He kissed Regulus’s cheek. “What do you want to do today? Movies, cookies, music, reading?”

“Can we -” Regulus faltered for a second, but James gave him a little nod, encouraging him. “Can we do all of that? Just - I just want to do the Christmas stuff. Just us.”

“Regulus,” James said softly. He pressed kisses to his shoulder, his neck, his cheek. “I love that idea. We can do everything, of course we can. Do you want to make gingerbread houses? We have the stuff for it - oh, and we can make little gingerbread people to go inside!”

Regulus laughed, nodding in agreement. “That sounds perfect.” He stopped James from kissing his cheek again, turning to get a real kiss.

They were both grinning too much for it to be much of a kiss, but it didn’t matter. They could keep kissing - they could do whatever they wanted today, just them.

Regulus had never truly disliked Christmas.

But until today, he’d never truly loved it.

[tcrocky14]

ONESHOT: MERRILY ALONG—tennis! star x Paige

((Okay I’ve been writing on Wattpad and never thought to put my work on tumblr so here we go! Plz be gentle I’m still new at this but I love manifesting life with P))

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After the 2024 WTA Finals(which you won) you were excited for a real break. Grant you it's less than a month, and most of that will be spent doing sponsorship work and photo shoots, but you still couldn't wait.

After winning the Finals, you hopped on a plane to Miami still wearing your photo shoot dress from winner's photos. You were so excited to be sleeping on your own bed and to see your family. Life could slow down at least a little before you were back on Tour.

You were given two weeks to truly rest and exercise like a normal person before training would start back. You planned to visit Paige, but her season at UCONN was really just beginning. The timing couldn't have been worse but you knew she felt most comfortable on the court, just like you.

Since college basketball was firing up, her name was beginning to really skyrocket in the press. And her partnerships were increasing too. With you as the highest paid athlete in women's sports and P as the highest paid CWBB player, you were unstoppable!

Her shoe with Nike just dropped and you genuinely cried the day every player for UCONN wore them at their game! You wish you could wear them for a day for support but New Balance is your shoe home. It's so surreal that P has a shoe while in college but you believe she's always meant to break records and set trends. You're just happy the world mainly agrees with you on that.

On December 21st, UCONN & USC play each other, at arguably the biggest game of the year. You knew you wanted to be there because everyone's eyes would be on Paige and JuJu, which could get stressful. Maybe having you there as moral support would make it a bit better .  She's born for the world stage, but that doesn't mean you don't worry about her mental health.

You promised your team that you'd be back in Miami right after Christmas. They wanted you to play United Cup, especially since you didn't plan on defending the ASB Classic title , but you were prioritizing your relationship....for once.

This is Paige's (likely) last year in college and you want to be there for her. There's so many moments you both have to miss because of your athletic careers, and it's easy to feel disconnected when you're constantly in different time zones. Once she's in the WNBA, it'll hopefully be more flexible and you'll spend more time together. 

But for now, you weren't going to miss big moments for a WTA250 or United Cup. Your team wasn't the happiest about your plans, and tried convincing you to change your mind. But it was already set: you'd fly to Storrs, CT that day and watch Paige. Then you'd both fly out to Minnesota to see her family for Christmas. Her next game is the 27th so you'll fly back to Miami while she goes back to school. Even a few days together has you anxious to remind her exactly why being long distance is worth it.

You haven't told her, but you've picked out the perfect presents for her dad, stepmom, and Drew. You've also found something for your perfect gf. Drew has a game of his own the very day after her game, so you guys will be jet-lagged but supporting him. You've met Paige's family a few times now but you still feel jittery before arriving. You don't know why because they're the nicest people, yet you always want to show you're a great girlfriend with good energy.

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You were still in Miami trying to pick out what you could wear to the game Saturday. It was Thursday night so you needed to start packing, especially since you wanted to pack light. Living life basically out of a suitcase made packing during the offseason a disgusting experience. The less you had to travel the better, yet it seemed you were never home for more than a few days. The life of a "celebrity" was taxing and companies knew offseason was a better time for your brand dealings. You wished you could do photo shoots  from home but you try to remember how many people would KILL to be in your position.

For the game, you're thinking of a look you saw Bella Hadid wear a few years back. A green NorthFace jacket with black barrel jeans and black loafers. You'll definitely be wearing your glasses to the game for an even more comfortable experience. Then, for traveling to Minnesota and for Drew's game you'll wear an oversized grey New Balance sweatshirt with sweatpants and a camo hat. Cute-comfy— your favorite!

You began folding the clothes not so neatly when your sister came in. She's back home from Tulane for the holidays and you're really going to miss her the few days you're gone. Having a younger sister is one of the best things in life and you miss when she's away for college. Although you guys text and call each other almost everyday it's different when she's in person.

"Whatcha doing??," Anna asked, using her best Isabella voice from Phineas and Ferb. "Packing for my trip and failing to fold my clothes neatly," you said. You're definitely going to need a steamer when you travel because your clothes are going to be wrinkled from this lazy folding.

"I wish I could come with you!" Anna said. And honestly, if it was just to watch the game, you'd for sure bring your sister along. But Christmas at the Bueckers' house is for their family only and you're just getting used to joining.

Most of the time, Paige visits your family because she loves the Miami weather and enjoys the area. It's difficult in Minnesota when it's cold more often than not and her family has normal jobs .

The Heller family feels like it orbits your tennis career, something you wish wasn't true but definitely is. Tennis is so demanding, even compared to other sports, and your family has sacrificed a lot for you to continue being a top player. Basketball is difficult and can be expensive, but college helps ease the journey a lot. While Paige is at UCONN her family still maintains a normal life. While for you, the matches and your traveling schedule can affect everything.

That's why this Christmas is so special. You have a few days to hang out casually before the holiday and really soak it what being a Bueckers is like. You'd never tell anyone right now, but you're hoping this is practice for the rest of your life. Although it's only been a year, you picture growing with Paige and starting a family of your own. You look at people like Stewie and can't help but hope to have a little family of your own someday. Being in good cahoots with her family right now is important and luckily, it's been great so far

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Friday passes quickly, thank God, because you leave for CT Saturday morning. The plane ride is a bit bumpy but it's the cold that stings the most. As soon as you step off the plane you're hit with the bite of a Connecticut winter. It felt weird boarding the plane in multiple layers but you're so happy you didn't dress Miami-Style for this trip.

Since it's the day of the game, Paige has practice most of the day. That means her good friend Kayla volunteers to pick you up, and you're very excited. As a fellow Black girl, you and Kayla get along too good. Each conversation leads to cackling and you even have a few inside jokes together. As much as KK and Ice are your girls, Kayla's super cool people. AND she's not on the team, so she can help with times like this!

You wait for your luggage and a teenager comes up asking for a picture. She seems shell-shocked from meeting you, something you never get used to. You're almost positive the picture will be on "Frances Heller" and "Paige Bueckers" fan accounts in the next hour. People will surely speculate but this is a big game, and who can blame you for wanting to see it in person?

You spot Kayla, or rather hear her music, right when you step outside the airport gate. She gets out to help with your luggage but you've only brought two carry-ons: your Glossier duffle and a New Balance black backpack. Like you said: packing light was key for this trip.

You guys catch up on all things life before pulling into the apartment complex Kayla and the girls live in. You go to text Paige you've made it but you see she's already texted that she's in practice, but can't wait to see you.

"She was obsessing over your location on the Find app," Kayla says. "She literally was refreshing it every second before they had practice even though SHE KNEW you were on the plane and undetectable."

Just hearing Paige's name makes your heart beat faster. It's corny, you know it is, but imagine being so in love with someone and NEVER getting to see them. You can literally count on your hands how often you and Paige see each other throughout the year and that's with big compromises in both schedules.

You go up to Kayla's apartment and patiently (very impatiently) wait for bball practice to be over. Since it's game day, there's one short-ish practice during the day and then real practice before game time. You mimic Paige and begin refreshing all the apps you guys communicate through: text, Snapchat, Find, anything to see whether she's out.

Eventually, her DND status on text goes away and Kayla has to watch you become an absolute fool as you wait for your girlfriend. Paige gets back and knocks on Kayla's door which you open with every cell in your body.

"FRANNY!" "SWEET P!" You two collide into one another with the same energy. The hug says: "I miss you, I love you, how are you?, all at once. It's like every event and moment that's been missed since the last time you've seen another culminated into a tight hug that lasts forever.

"I miss you so so so much Paige," you say, trying not to cry. You're not necessarily sad, just overwhelmed and relieved . You can feel in her hug that she must feel the same, and any insecurities from a long-distance relationship go away like a puff of smoke.

You go back to their apartment while Paige makes a quick snack. Once she's finished eating. She lets you know she misses you in another way. Thank goodness you can't detect blushing on your skin tone because you feel like you're about to burst into flames.

It's been SO LONG since you've been intimate with anything besides a silicone toy and you miss Paige's body. After her shower at the facilities, her hair is still wet and slightly curly. It's one of your favorite looks on her and doesn't help your desire to absolutely devour her.

She tries to casually insinuate your unexpected trip to the car but everyone knows what's going on. You'd rather have sweet moments in her bed, but it'd be unfair to her teammates/roommates. And you can't kick everyone out of the apartment either, totally not cool. So instead you head out to Paige's Grand Cherokee at an excited pace and allow her to drive you to the back of the parking lot.

It's still romantic with the snow falling and your tight space to work with. She turns on the warmers in the SUV and asks you to head to the backseats. Her playlist designed for these *moments* begins playing softly and you savor every minute in the backseat of her car....

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Once you guys finished (no pun intended) you head (maybe a bit puny) back upstairs. You try taming your hair and fixing your swollen lips as best you can. But let's face it, the women in this apartment are going to absolutely clown you both.

"Oh y'all back? It's been almost an hour! Where'd you say y'all was going again??" Kk, per usual, is the first person to say something. Everyone else smirks to one another and Jana even films to put on her private SC later.

"We was busy." That's all Paige says as she blushes, smirks, and daps up Ice and KK. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as she exemplifies pure fukboy energy. You so badly want to hate it but it's kinda hot...which she definitely knows because she continues smirking in your direction. You sit next to her and try to redirect the conversation to ANYTHING else but it takes a minute.

They're superstitious about talking about the game so it's talk about your stuff instead. You tell them your plans with Paige for the next few days and how preseason warmups are coming along. Before you  know it, everyone's getting up because it's time for pregame. You give Paige a million kisses as she gets ready to leave and then wait around until it's time to get dressed and leave.

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You're not sure Paige would love your mode of transportation to the game but what else could you decide? Uber's are booked the entire way and the school shuttles are only for actual students. If you didn't have to show a school ID you would've hopped on or hoped a driver was being super nice but few have even passed. So instead, you're walking to the XL arena.

It's really not that far, so you don't mind the walk. Except for the fact that it's FREEZING. You can feel the inevitable sickness building in your body as you continue walking but that's what you do for love. You'd laugh at how ridiculous you feel, if you could feel your face.

Finally you get to the game and it's beyond packed. You knew it was a big game and sold out but it's bonkers trying to get inside. Even with a special pass you have to wait to get inside, letting the frost continue to harass you.

Once you make it inside you see a few girls get out their phones to video your entrance. It's weird, because you feel slightly conceded about it. But you also feel violated. And you never feel quite important enough to be taped walking into a gym. Yet here you are, and there's the phones capturing every moment.

You're not sitting courtside since that's reserved for paying members. Instead, you're a few rows up. Nothing crazy, but not on the ground. You realize how awkward you feel without somebody tagging along and wish you maybe would've brought your sister. Or even your twin Jack. But what would they do while you loved up on Paige all day?

So instead you got on your phone and waited for the starting lineup presentation. You filmed the whole thing and couldn't even hear the announcer say Paige's name because of the screams. It made you feel so special being Paige's girl when plenty of college girls, and adult women, fought for her attention. From shirts and fathead signs to homemade posters, it was obvious she grabbed people's attention.

From the moment the game began, UCONN had a difficult time. You didn't know why, but something just wasn't clicking that clearly worked better for USC. You really like JuJu Watkins and had a hard time rooting exclusively for UCONN, but your girl comes first.

After fighting tooth and nail they finally started coming back. With 8 seconds left, the game was only being won by two points . You knew how badly Paige wanted to win, with the country watching....if not the world. But sometimes, it's not just about who wants it. Being a super-senior meant Paige had some great highs and some lower-lows. This, would in fact, become a low.

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It was obvious how frustrated P was with herself. She was SO hard on herself, as most athletes are. But as the oldest on the team, she really felt like she was letting everyone down. You could see it in her demeanor and how she spoke to press. You only hoped she'd be able to see all the positives from the game and release herself from the pressure of it all. It's much easier than it looks though, you know from experience.

After speaking to Fox sports and Holly Rowe, Paige was making her way over to you. A literal LINE OF PEOPLE had formed while she was being interviewed who wanted to take pictures and get her autograph. You knew she wouldn't leave till everyone was satisfied, something you admired about her. Each person felt important in her eyes and she made sure to let them know. How lucky you were to be with someone so humble and kind to anyone.

She told the crowd to wait one sec as she walked over to your section. Now you really knew people would film  this and talk about it for a while. But honestly , who cares. You were shocked she even saw you in the section because of how intense the game had been.

The security guard removed the tape so Paige could slip by and give you a big hug. You whispered in her ear that she was so amazing and you hoped she'd known how bright she shines on the court. She nodded but didn't seem affected by your words which kind of stung. You knew at least be a few hours had to pass before she was truly cheery again, right now was just a performance of her fans.

She asked you to wait around until they were leaving the arena and to join them on the team bus. You felt like this was a big overstep and didn't want to piss Geno off, especially after the loss. You made her promise it was fine and already approved before you agreed to join them on the bus.

The rest of the night was a blur until suddenly, you were laying on Paige's purple sheets with her head on your chest. You continued to stroke her head and tried falling asleep because your flight tomorrow was super early.

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At the airport, a few fans asked for pics with you and Paige. It was so funny how fans of Paige began "stanning" you like an extra piece to the Paige puzzle. At 5 in the AM you only could pray you didn't look awful in the fan photos since you knew that'd be on social media later. After taking pics you sat at the terminal and then boarded the plane. It really wasn't a bad experience, even with a connecting flight.

Paige's dad picked y'all up and you could tell she missed Minnesota. With the photoshoots and games and everything else she visited home less and less. When her dad got out of the car she turned into Baby P again, rushing to her dad's arms. It was so sweet and made you feel fuzzy that she collapsed in his hug. Maybe she was feeling better now!

Mr. Bueckers brought you into the hug and the three of you laughed as people watched. He was arguably the coolest guy in Minnesota besides Gov. Waltz. You guys left the airport and picked up Culver's on the way to Drew's game. Even with an early flight you guys were making it right on time.

Drew's game was so well and they won! Even better, Drew won MVP and got a comically large MVP chain to wear. You guys gassed him up hard and he blushed the entire time. It was cute seeing Paige loving on Drew like a child of her own. ...you really needed to stop thinking about Mommy P and focus lol.

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Once Christmas rolled around, you'd gotten comfortable at the Bueckers house. The past few days had been so chill yet never boring. And you didn't feel like you were walking on eggshells around the family.

You wore an Oxford shirt with a sweater vest over it tucked into a plaid mini skirt with black tights. You looked adorable, like a Christmas present.

Y'all went to church and then headed home to unwrap presents. Drew wanted to open presents before Mass but it was way too early for that.

You got Paige's parents a gift they'd told her about a while back, a bar cart and a Baristia machine to make cocktails. Drew got a new game for his PS5 and promised to play with you whenever you were in town.

For Paige, you got her a custom stack of cards with paintings of you guys on it. She always loved sentimental gifts more than expensive ones and she really liked this! You also gave her a Tiffany necklace similar to yours with F+P engraved inside. She put it on and never took it off, even to sleep.

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After a full day of festivities and meeting a few Bueckers you'd never met, it was time to go to bed. It was hard to fall asleep because tomorrow, you'd be on your way back to Miami and she'd be going back to UCONN. These few days were so good, you wish you could bottle them up for when you miss her most.

Right before you start falling asleep she tells you she has one more gift for you. She reaches in her bag and pulls out the most adorable stuffed bunny in a Christmas outfit. She gives you the bunny and tells you to press on her paw. When you do, Paige's voice starts to speak.

"Anytime you miss me, just press the paw, and I'll be right there!" She gives you the cutest little smile while she waits to see if you like her extra gift. "ALSO, I sprayed her clothes with some of my perfume, so hopefully she'll smell like me for a while too."

You try not to cry your eyes out at the audacity of your girlfriend to be so sweet. You never would've thought of such a unique and kind gift.

"Thank you so much Paige, I love it!" You see her relax a bit at her successful gift. "I can't believe you're real sometimes, you're too good to me!"

You don't meant to sound insecure or anything, but she shuts anything like that down. "I'm so happy we're together Franny, I'd go to the moon for you."

"Maybe even the North Pole?" You joke, since it's Christmas.

"I go to college in the middle of nowhere Connecticut Frances, that's basically the North Pole."

You two laugh and then settle into a comfortable sleeping pattern. You know tomorrow you'll have to say goodbye at least for 2-3 months. But right now, you can't think of a life without Paige Bueckers in it.

——-❤️‍🔥END❤️‍🔥——-

🎄Happy Holidays!

[hemlockesprings]

Just wanted to say I adore your music— sever the blight is my favorite!

How’ve you been lately?

hello hello! 👋🏾 so glad u enjoyed sever! <3

I've been good actually, STRESSING OUT (but good stress)!

In January, I have to get back in the studio and lock in to finish the album (my first?!?!?!?!??!!?!?!)! I'm excited but a bit nervous! I'm working with another producer throughout majority of my project for the first time (interestingly, he worked on sever the blight as well)!

The pressure is on, and I see/hear the vision, but I'm afraid people aren't going to like it!

The subject matter is different (ie: if you're a person who's had some religious anxiety/trauma which made your view of the world short sighted and then you left your parent's house and started seeing the world in your own eyes and started realizing how sheltered you were and how much you DON'T know about the world around you and you have come to the realization that along this journey you have unknowingly repressed yourself romantically and sexually, this will be the ✨PERFECT✨ album for you).

Needless to say it's a bit different than the EP (The highs are HIGH, the dark is DARK, and the ridiculous is RIDICULOUS)!

I'm stressing out over reception more than anything else, which sucks because I vowed I would NEVERRRR do that as an artist. 🤣Luckily, these days I find myself putting my foot down for the sake of the story.

I've been on this cycle of stressing over whether a song is catchy enough and then I'm like, "Who cares? It doesn't fit with the story anyway!" and I have to scrap it (It's tight tracklist, 11-12 songs, so I need to be mindful).

And then I start liking different songs and I start putting them on the tracklist but because it's a tight tracklist, I have to remove songs, but then I start to miss the songs that I removed and I put them back on, and I constantly go back and forth!

I've probably changed the tracklist everyday since July 😭 and it's not even like I'm really coming up with any more new songs! At this point, I'm really just cycling between the same 18-20 songsssszzz

I'm trying not to fret and take things seriously/personally. I've shown some people on my team some VERY rough demos, and it's hard not take their words to account (ie: they have preferences for some songs more than others, which like DUHH of course they do, I do too 😭) but because I am someone who takes words into account, I've kept this process rather lowkey.

But then I remember:

I'm a genius at writing hemlocke springs songs..........

because I'm hemlocke springs.

So deep deeeeeep DEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP down inside, I know what I want. It's just taking a good ass FUCKIN while for me to get there.

ANYWAYSSSS this is where I'm at 🤣 thank you for reading! My b for the word vomit!!!!

-🔒💕

[bubbles-for-all-of-us]

@blurry-rep you asked so you shall receive. 🫶🏻

It was a stressful time for him we have achieved that. But he in a way fed on your excitement for the holidays. There was something about watching you bubble about all the food and a big dining tables and aunts that were fucking annoying but oh well for one day you were willing to put the bickering to the side. You two had been together for not that long so spending that big Christmas Eve dinner together felt a bit insane. And you knew that neither of you dreamed of being the center of attention so you had skipped on that idea altogether. But you had tried to convince Vessel that should come over for dinner on the Christmas day but Vessel had politely declined. You knew that his family situation haven’t been all that great for many years but since it was the holidays you didn’t want to go poking around places that no doubt still hurt.

You’re almost ready for the Christmas lunch when the sudden urge to call your boyfriend hits you. You know that if he was busy he would just not pick up and he probably was so… but Vessel picks up on the first ring. “Hey, though you had that family dinner”, his voice is calm and smooth but you can tell that something isn’t fully right. “Yeah… I do but I missed your voice”, you mutter, “Really wanted to hear it”. It wasn’t a lie. But it was more your gut leading you here. “I miss you two, we’ve been apart for 51 hours and 34 minutes as of now”, he mumbles and you can’t help but smile slightly at the thought of him counting. “What are you up to?”, you ask needing that extra reassurance that he was all well and safe. But the pause before his answer is astronomically loud. “Nothing much just put on a movie”, Vessel clears his throat. “Any plans for the evening?”, you know that you might be overstepping with the questions but you can’t help it. “Ah… no just have a movie marathon?”, it comes out more of a question. “That sounds fun”, you trail off while biting your lip, “I got to go, mom is calling me but I will call you okay?”, you ask, eyes on the door as your mind spins. “I love you, have a nice night. Say hello to your family”, Vessel mutters, “I will, darling, and I love you even more”, you pretend to send him kisses before shoving your phone into your back pocket.

Vessel was mindlessly channel surfing at this point. The lights were low. Only some of the garlands that you had bought for him twinkled in the background. He knew he had to make food but he just didn’t have it in him to move. When the doorbell rang Vessel was more than happy to ignore it. It was the knocking that had him standing up and slowly making his way over. His hand wraps around the handle as he pulled it open. And here you stand. Face nearly covered by all the boxes in your hands. “Merry Christmas”, you chime, peeping your head to the side. “What are you…”, Vessel shakes his head in disbelief. Your family lived nearly an hour out of town. “There are more boxes in the car, do you mind?”, you ask with a huff as you reposition the ones in your hands. “Here”, Vessel reaches for them before pushing the door open. He jogs to your car, getting the rest of the stuff with his heart hammering in his chest. While he tries to convince himself that you were indeed here.

Vessel wasn’t sure how you had managed it but the sight of his apartment when he had returned was completely different. In the short time he had been gone you had managed to light up candles. Putting some of the food into the oven the other being neatly dished out on his kitchen counter. The mess in the living room was gone as you neatly forded the blankets. “I think you broke my brain”, Vessel sighed, rubbing a hand over his face, “What is going on?” You chuckle softly, before making your way to him, “You should have told me that you were alone”, you shook your head, “I could have easily been here last night”. His arms instantly wrapped around your middle as he pulled you closer. “You have traditions with your family, love”, he sighed leaning closer. “And now I’m making new ones with you”, you tapped at his chest, “I cried in the car thinking that you were all alone”, “Oh, love”, Vessel leaned in pressing his forehead to yours, “It’s not a big deal”, “Don’t you dare downplay it”, you narrowed your eyes at him.

“What’s all of that?”, he nodded towards the piles of boxes. “Oh, my mom freaked out when I told her that you were alone”, you smiled, “I think you won’t have to worry about food for a month”, chuckling you wrapped your arms around his shoulder. “She didn’t have to”, Vessel muttered. “Nothing comes between my mom and feeding people, Vess”, you laughed softly, “I’ll write her or call, to say thank you”, he nodded, “She would love that”, you cupped his face. He nodded before letting out a sigh. Pulling you closer he buried his face into your neck. “This is the best Christmas present”, he murmured against your skin. “Why don’t we finish up cooking, feed you, and then watch whatever you’ve been watching?”, you suggest while letting your fingers brush through his hair. “Yeah… that sounds fun. I’m quite hungry”, he admits, stepping aside. “Okay, come”, you pull at his hand, “We have to finish decorating the meatloaf that we need to cook”.

[quilly72]

Alice squuzed in closer to you. "Could... Could you really do that... For me"

Her voice was quiet and barely audible your tiny 4'10" girlfriend looked up at you as you lay in your bed.

This week had been a stressful one but it might soon be worth it. You and your team had been working on a new prototype for a growth accelerator, name pending.

It was meant to help plant life grow to maturity faster and maybe even increase production of plants. The side effects on humans were.... Unknown and your team hadn't put too much thought into human trials. The prototype had been real finicky as of late, which was causing alot of sleepless nights for your team. You offered to bring it home and ness with it tonight but had gotten distracted when your gf made an unexpected visit. You explained it to her and of course her immediate thought was human testing... On herself.

You were tempted by the idea. Watching her grow and maybe even grow bigger proportions wasn't something that turned you off and what was really the worst that could happen. The plants seemed to be fine after all all you were doing was dialing in the limit to it's capabilities. It wouldn't hurt to make Alice a couple inches bigger.

You lay on the bed staring into her hopeful eyes her small demeanor curled up on top of you. "Fine"

Alice squeeled giddy in anticipation

"but only a little.. no one can know about it"

"that's fine. I'll just tell everyone I had a growth spurt. More than likely no one will even notice.

Alice shot off to the other side of the room as she bounced. Her button up shirt and pencil neck skirt sitting comfortably on her. Alice bounced in place as she shifted her weight from one hip to the other. She watched you walk to your desk and pick up the bulky 45 lb raygun. It wasn't exactly compartmentalized yet. You changed a couple parameters as you aimed at your waiting girlfriend.

"how should I pose" she mockingly got into different positions as she settled for jutting her tiny chest out beckoning for the ray to hit it.

You licked your lips as you felt a boner press up against your zipper. She was too cute when she got excited like this. You took a deep breath as you lighltytapped the trigger. A short tiny green ray barely escaping the nozzle as it shot across the room.

OOOOF

Alice shot back her body flinging into the corner of the room. She grabbed your desk to balance herself as she peeled herself off the wall her body aching from the impact. "You didn't say it was gonna hit me that hard" she whined.

You snickered as she leaned forward. Her legs carrying her towards the bed you had already sat down on. The raygun comfortably sitting on your work desk across the room. "Feel any different" you snickered.

Alice stood quietly at the foot of the bed. Her body still sore from her introduction with the wall. She sized herself up. Caressing and eyeing her body as she checked for any difference.

"my boobs are a bit sore from where it hit me but I don't think.... Hold on... I think something might be happening."

Alice concentrated as she grew quieter. Without warning she grimaced as she gritted her teeth. Her brow furrowing as she grew in discomfort. On queue her boobs grew forward. Her button up straining against her cleavage as it pushed through. Her buttons pulled taught as you stared at her boobs through their new windows. Her grimace grew as well as she reached down. She clutched her butt as she turned to look. You caught a glimpse of her booty grow from a tiny little dot. To a sizeable little badonk. Her thighs swelling as they peaked out the bottom of her now very tight pencil neck skirt.

Alice struggled to move as her legs were pinned together. She clawed at her sleeves which now barely came to her forearms. Her buttons constraining her every movement. "Too tight." "I should've undressed before we did this.

Alice clawed at her button up as she relieved the pressure. Revealing her cyan bra which strained and fell underneath her growing chest. Alice finished unbuttoning her shirt as she peeled it off her body.

"how big do you think they are.. c cups.. maybe d cups" she mentioned

You stared as she cupped them bouncing them in her hands. Her smile staring at you as she thought of the possibilities. "Stand up so we can compare heights.

You motioned upwards as she groaned. You looked to see her eyes dart to her own body. Her body gurgling and groaning as.... "Uunnnh"

Alice shot upwards. Her thighs growing down her skirt as you heard several seams tear. Her skirt clinging her butt as her underwear peaked out the hole in the back. Her bra fell to the wayside as it popped off. Her boobs shooting forward no longer held back by cloth.

Her shoes snapped as she lost her balance. Her heels shattering underneath her. She stood back up to her full height as she regained her breath. "You know you should try making it feel a bit better than this" she said sarcastically.

You stood up next to her. Her eyes right below yours. Her growth was unprecedented. You were easily 6 ft and now your gf who was a whole foot shorter was barely looking up at you anymore. Alice noticed this as she playfully nudged you. "Pretty soon you won't wear the pants anymo... Ree"

Alice grimaced again. Her body trembling and groaning as if it rubbed against each other before she sprung up again. Her head surpassing yours as she shot her arms out for balance. A smile strectching across her face as she stared down at you. Her underwear clung to her body as her thighs plumped up outside of it. A noticeable line being drawn in by her too small panties. Her hair tricked a bit further down her back as it brushed against you. The sweet aroma surrounding you as her red tandrils smothered you. She stood to her full height. Her head almost completely above yours. "I must be 6'6 maybe even taller" she mused.

"I could get used to this" she snickered. Meanwhile you were too lost in her body. Her butt straining against the underwear as her boobs swayed back and forth easily e cups or higher now. Your boner growing even harder as you struggled to contain yourself let alone hold a conversation.

Alice noticed this as she posed for you. Pressing her elbows into her cleavage and unsuccessfully trying to peel her undergarments off for you. She pressed up against you as she shoved you to the bed. "Lay down like a good boy"

You struggled to swallow as she encroached you. Her shadow engulfing you as she. "Uuunnnnffphhh"

Alice strained. Her face contorting in discomfort. Her arms shot to each side of her as she tried to balance herself. Her knees bent as she sprang upwards. Her latest growth spurt hitting her hard and fast. For the first time you watched a concerned look flash across her face. As she stared at you looking for a solution. Her underwear tore a couple seams as she stood to easily 7 ft tall. She reached an arm up noting she could lay her hand flat against the ceiling if she strectched for it.

A nervous chuckle escaped her before she composed herself and stared back at you. She took a deep breath "a bit bigger than I wanted but I think I'm good... Say when do I know I've stopped" you could tell she was nervous as she struggled to smile. And bent her body awkwardly noting she was now noticeably taller than your average person.

You shrugged as you stared back at her a look of concern settling into both of your faces as you leaned up to look at your growth ray. She walked behind you as she leaned over you. Her head above yours as you stared at the raygun. "Maybe there's a setting or a reverse button" she pondered.

You didn't have the heart to tell her there wasn't... Yet but luckily the effects were rarely permanent. You were just about to mention this wehn you felt a distinct rumble vibrate behind you. You darted back as you looked. Alice gritting her teeth as a spasm racked her body.

Her panties stood no chance as they tore to the floor. Her head rushing upwards as she braced against the ceiling. Her elbows now flat against the roof as her arms pushed up. The roof bending slightly as she pushed against it. Alice breathed heavily as her chest surged forward. Her boobs covering her chest as she grew to f cups.. if that was even a thing.

Alice opened her eyes panick settling in them as she found you braced against the desk. "I think it's time we reverse this"

You nodded as you turned around. Messing with the raygun as you tried to create atleast a short term solution. Reverse the polarity here. Increase power there.

The floor shook behind you. "No please no more" a whisper sounded behind you.

Aaannnhhhnnfffduuuhh" a guttural groan escaped her. Her head surged upwards her hair meeting the ceiling quickly met by her skull pounding up on it. She leaned forward as she rubbed her head. Her head above your workstation as she stared down at you." How close are you"

You didn't say anything frantically working on the gun. You didn't even know if you could do anything. Her growth was unforseeable. Nothing had ever grown this big. Let alone this long. She should of stopped several spurts ago and you weren't even sure if reversing it was possible but you didn't dare say that.

Meanwhile her boobs found down behind you their warmth radiating out as she struggled to stand in the new small room. Her knees bent slightly as her hair brushed and tickled the ceiling. Some strands darting in front of your vision as she bobbed above you. Her breathing was heavy as she struggled to not panic. "Are you close I think I feel another one commmiiIInnNggg.

Alice was right her head bumped the ceiling again. Drywall raining down as she fell to her knees. Her Hobbs knocking you to the floor as she smothered you. "Sorry sorry."

She leaned upwards caving her back as you escaped underneath her. She scooched back as she leaned back on her haunches. You were momentarily distracted by her thighs spilling outwards across her legs and her boobs surging back and forth as she jiggled before you saw her face. Her panicked smile and glassy eyes staring at you. "Quickly quickly" she motioned.

You got back to work as you heard another groan.

Alice dare not speak as she struggled to breath she leaned forward her head behind you as she leaned on all 4s her body trembling and shaking. You felt her tears hit the ground and fall to the floor. Unnnnnnnnnfff.

Alice surged again

Her chest dragging against the floor as she struggled to avoid you. Her head popping above you again. Her cleavage squishing you to the desk as she pinned you against herself. Her feet and butt pinned against the back wall as you heard your other desk and bed shatter to pieces. "Too big... Can't stop... HELP"

Alice was full blow panicking as she began hyperventaling. "Almost there calm down."

Alice's back scrunched against the ceiling as you heard the roof groan in protest. Her body left with no where left to go as the walls cracked and dented.

"got it I got it!"

You lifted the heavy gun as you powered it up. The machine barely turning on as you heard Alice grunt. Her body trembling and shaking again. Her eyes clenched but as she struggled against her spurts. Her teeth gritted and face clenched as she tried not to grow. You aimed the gun as you quickly fired off a shot. Catching her mid spurt.

Ahhh...

Alice force her body resting. She felt weird she wasn't growing but she wasn't shrink either. But something was still off. "did it work."

She stared at you as you tried to push against her cleavage freeing yourself from her body. "I think so"

Alice laughed as she smiled. "Thank you thank you. I'll never ask for this again. That was easy the most terrifying experience of my life. I mean could you imagine what would have happened if I had... Grown..."

Alice paused. Her body felt off

"something's wrong" Alice could feel her body thumping as if her heartbeat was growing louder. "This feels different what is this"

"maybe your shrinking maybe it's reversing"

"I don't know it doesn't feel right I feel"

Alice strained. The thumping growing. Her body heats duo as she hyperventilated. Her body shaking and groaning. Her body grew hotter and hotter as she felt pure energy surge inside of her. She moaned louder and louder as she realized she was climaxing. "I'm gonna.... Feels so good... Can't stop. I'm gonna. It's... ItsHAPPENING!

Alice shrieked as she felt the energy release and her body grew. Her feet smashing out of the house as her head buried itself druther in. Her bf being swallowed by cleavage with the raygun. She lay flat against the ground as she surged again. Her shrieks piercing the neighborhood. "Can't stop... Feels so good.. Help me somebody"

Her back smashed through the roof as her arms and head smashed the walls down. The house crumbling on top of her. Her naked body engulfing the foundation Alice finally stopped at a cool 50 ft. Her eyes ga

Lady with fear as she stared at all the people surrounding her. A nervous smile escaping her as she stared back at the crowd.

[herbofgraceandpeace]

. 🤭🫠

[catkin-morgs-kookaburralover]

friendly reminder that self harm is lying to you

[vanmarkus]

I hope you'll remember me fondly because by the time we get to episode 6, I'll be in the ground, perished

[opens-up-4-nobody]

...

[orcelito]

Little Tally has been plodding around and she was trying to get into a box earlier and she later came up to me and stared at me expectantly then later tried to eat my plants again and just now she came up to sit next to me purring again and leaning into my pets

The medicine really is making her feel better I think. And it's really highlighting how bad she Has been feeling. Bc these are all very basic things, but she hasn't been doing it. Even up to her little walk, the plodding sounds of her footsteps... before today, she was moving so stiffly, an awkward little shamble, so I couldn't even really hear her when she got up (which was nowhere near as much as normal). Something as simple as hearing her drinking water is making me emotional. If she starts yowling tonight when I go to bed I really might just cry.

I really hope this keeps up... she's got just one more day of meds, but maybe it'll be enough... I hope so...

[tardis--dreams]

Alright maybe my coworkers don't Actually hate me after all~

[aberooski]

Every day I tell myself "all I have to do is make it through today" and I'm realizing that I don't know how I feel about the fact that I feel like I have to tell myself that every single day.