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Fruitbats🦇🍒 ✨ask✨

What are the guy’s ways too care and comfort their girl chrysta when she’s feeling down?🥺❤️‍🩹 acts of service/words of affirmation/affection

OMG MJJJJ FLUFFY ASKIES MAKE ME MELTTTTT 🥺🥺🥺🥺 THANK YOU SM FOR THE QUESTION!! [And so sorry this took me forever to answer-]

Chrysta gets really upset or drained after a long day of nonstop work - or sometimes when her aunt scolds her for sneaking out. Sometimes, she feels too guilty, unable to really give her guardian an answer, so she's super quiet and kind of just stares off into space when she's with the boys.

Now, David isn't a guy who can be super affectionate [I mean - not like completely unaffectionate it kinda depends... This man practically bought a hotel to Rizz up a PRINCESS], so he's usually just a shoulder to cry on, or someone to listen to her complaints, rants, or worries. In the end, Chrysta appreciates letting David be some type of void to scream into just to do so, all her secrets or troubles locked away in a promise of never being told.

Ah, Marko’s a hard one. Kind of like David, he has a hard time dealing with a sad, mopey Cherri, and affection during it is hard for him to express. He doesn't want to hurt her any further. If anything, he likes to leave this type of stuff to anyone but him... But sometimes if not most the time, if he's driving her back home, as she's hopping off his bike, he hand her a little folded paper with poetry and a ring or bracelet he made. Nothing said. His hand is just outstretched to her, and once she takes it, he's off.

Paul is probably the one who is the most affectionate with her. He's hugging her, asking if there's anything he can do, spoiling her with treats and items on the boardwalk, or offering a snuggle in the cave, his shoulder to cry on, everything. He also is doing everything to try and make her feel better. Jokes, poking her sides to make her giggle, if she ever complains about someone specific, he always asks 'Do I need to go kill em?' Which... Is half joking- at least let it be for Chrysta's sake.

Dwayne is also rather affectionate! Not as expressive as Paul, but he's very gentle and sweet with Chrysta when she's down. Sometimes people just need to be sad, and that's okay. He's her rock, he's the one who's willing hold her for hours in his arms, whisper how proud he is of her, or how strong she is. Even when she doesn't want to talk, he's still making sure she knows how loved she is by not just them, but her family, and that she isn't alone. 🦇🩷

[fandoms--fluff]

Hi, I was thinking Hope x Reader. Where Lizzie was a doing a spell and accidentally hit reader turning her into a baby. In the room, Hope heard crying and she found the baby.

Vampire to Baby

Female vampire reader x Hope Mikaelson

Warnings: none

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Hope runs into Lizzie and Josie's room with Josie as soon as they hear the high-pitched crying of a baby. "What's going on- oh my god" Josie froze under the door frame.

Hope's eyes widen, walking towards where Lizzie is holding a wailing baby girl, close to tears herself as she tries calming the baby down. "Where did you get a baby?" Hope asks the blonde.

"Okay, so don't freak out, but I was experimenting with a spell and..."

Five minutes prior

"What are you planning to do with that anyway?" You look up from your magazine. motioning to the papers splayed out with spell work in progress.

"I want to turn things back in time, like if someone knocks a glass of juice over, the spell reverses it," Lizzie grumbles, the spell not working for the fourth time. She cleans up the spilled water on the ground with a towel.

"Okayyy, fifth time's the charm" Lizzie mumbles before chanting the spell in a different order this time.

"Nothing happened, ughhh" Lizzie groans and throws her head back. Her head snaps back up as soon as she hears the tiniest little whimper coming from where you were lying down on her bed.

She looks over to the bed and lets out an audible gasp. A few seconds later, tears start to run down your small cheeks. She now has a de-aged vampire who so happens to also be her best friend.

"You turned my girlfriend into a baby?!" Hope exclaims, taking a closer look at you.

"Now, don't be mad" Lizzie winces at the look on Hope's face. "It was an accident."

"My vampire girlfriend is now a baby" Hope stated, eyes blazing.

Josie composes herself and walks over to her twin and best friend. "Okay, before anything worse happens, how about we calm her down" Josie nods at you, tears still rolling down your face.

"Don't you think I've been trying to do that? It's not working!" Lizzie tells them while giving a look and bouncing you in her arms.

"Give her over" Hope sighs. And Lizzie happily passes you into the tribrid's arms. As soon as you're rested against her chest, your

"Rude. tell us she's your favorite without telling us" Lizzie crosses her arms.

"Okay, Hope, you look after y/n/n. Lizzie and I will find a way to reverse the spell. Come on" Josie leads her twin over to the desk with littered papers.

Hope nods and clutches you tighter in her hold, walking over to your guys' room across the hall.

"You're a really cute baby, ya know?" Hope coos. You reach up your tiny hand and clutches onto a wave of her hair. She examines you as you play with her hair. You're so tiny and small, and so vulnerable.

She hugs you closer to her, not wanting you near any danger. Since this school is like a magnet for dangerous things.

You blabber incoherent things as you snuggle into the older girl's chest. You like her, she's warm and you feel safe around her.

Hope looks around the room and lands on the cd player on the dresser. You insisted on keeping the player after finding it in a box of old 'junk' Alaric was going to throw away. Plus you had a bunch of cds anyways. And you argue a lot with Lizzie that cds are a better form of music than on a phone, but then again you weren't a child when cds were being used, unlike all of them.

"Hey, you wanna listen to some music?" She asks animaticaly. You gurgle in excitement, and Hope takes that as a yes.

She walks over the wooden dresser and turns the power button then the play button. And in a couple seconds, the intro to 'oops I did it again' plays. That must have been the last cd and song you were listening to. Hope chuckles at how you always blast either this song or 'you give love a bad name' to get her out of bed in the morning.

You giggle and start kicking your legs excitedly, liking the music. Hope chuckles and kisses the top of your head. She then has an idea and starts carefully spinning and dancing around the room to the song with you held in her grasp.

Hope carries you down to the dining hall/room. It's been a couple hours and she's been getting hungry, and she could also tell you're hungry as well.

You hide your face in her chest when someone walks up to you two. "Hey MG" Hope smiles, cradling one of her hands on the back if your head.

"Hey. What's with the baby?" He asks, his eyebrows scrunched together in confusion. "Oh, uh, just babysitting, yeah...um, bye!" Hope comes up with a lie quickly before walking away, eyes widened. For being the one and only tribrid (vamp side not activated yet), she sure sucks at lying.

She walks over to the table of all the trays and places two plates on a tray. As she piles on food onto both the plates, she can feel eyes on her. So she quickly grabs utensils before walking as fast as she can with a baby and a tray of food up to your guys' room.

"Alright, food time" Hope sighs, sitting on the bed, against the headboard with the food in front of her. She grabbed lots of napkins, knowing there's going to be some kind of mess made.

"You look at the plates of food and clap your hands together before reaching towards the fruit cup on one of the plates.

Hope picks the fruit cup and a spoon up and starts to feed you. You munch on the strawberries, watermelon, and grapes happily. She watches as you eat the fruit, using her other hand to feed herself a piece of pizza as well.

Just as she lifted the spoon to feed you a grape, the door slammed open, presenting the twin siphoners. They quickly make their way inside, shutting the door behind them.

"We found a reversal spell" Josie tells hope and starts to explain what it intails.

"Okay, let's do it" Hope gently lifts you up off her lap and into the middle of the bed. You look up at her, confused, as she moves the food tray over to her desk.

She holds out her hands, inviting the two girls to siphon off her. They immediately grasp her hands and start to change the spell. Hope follows with after hearing the verse the first time.

In no time the spell took affect and where there used to be a baby you, is now a full grown vampire you. They all let out a simultaneous sigh of relief the spell worked.

"What the bloody hell happened?" You groan, standing up from the bed.

"Hah, so funny story..." Lizzie scratches the back of her neck.

[corpsebasil]

Quit Staring

ethan brainrot dont talk to me this got me like 💜💜💜💜💜���💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

The Halloween party was loud. Extremely loud, and you could barely hear yourself think, let alone the guy that was attempting to hit on you.

“So like, I’ve got this cool new game upstairs. It’s called a Ouija Board and you talk like, to the dead and shit. Wanna try it out?”

What.

“Ouija? The game literally everyone knows about?” You took a long sip of your watered down vodka red-bull and looked the frat boy up and down. “You know there’s a movie right?”

“Ah whatever.” He seemed to be slurring a bit, blinking lazily at you. “Nice dress by the way. What are you, an angel?”

You only stared, wondering if barking at him would make him go away, when an arm slid around your waist and pulled you into their chest. You tensed before realizing it was just Ethan; he’d lost his helmet at some point in the night and his dark hair was a tad bit sweaty.

“She’s Juliet.” He told the guy, gesturing to his knight costume and your angel wings. “I’m Romeo.”

“Is that, like, a movie?” The frat boy asked, peering at you in confusion. You almost gawked.

“Dude are you serious?” Ethan’s eyebrow raised. The frat boy, looking suddenly a bit embarrassed, found himself somewhere else to be. “Jesus, what an idiot.”

You snorted and pulled away, turning to face him. He seemed a little tipsy but not too bad, his expression warm and eyes soft as they stared down at you.

“Thanks for saving me.” You said, reaching out to adjust his costume a bit. “I thought I was actually losing brain cells.”

“Yeah he—”

“Ohmygoood.” A girl cooed, pausing in front of the two of you. You raised your brows and took a sip from your rapidly emptying cup. “I love that movie.” The side eye Ethan gave you was so astronomical you almost spit out your drink. “Wow. And Leo is so hot, right?” She continued, oblivious to the both of you’s disinterest.

But when she laid her hand on his shoulder, smiling flirtatiously, you felt something strangely territorial run over you. If knives could be magically produced by your vision this sorority sister’s hand would fall off.

“You don’t really look like Leo, though.” She said and you moved forward, wrapping your arm around Ethan’s waist. Her eyes widened and she immediately moved back, to her credit. You almost admired her rapid retreat. “Oh shit. I’m sorry. I’m drunk. Are two you a couple?”

“Yeah—” Ethan said, at the same time as you said, “Couple of besties.”

Ethan turned his head to look at you and you avoided his stare, sure you would laugh if you saw what would most likely be his amused expression as well. The girl whistled under her breath and nodded, mumbling ‘okayyy’ under her breath as she moved away.

The second she was gone you laughed, pulling Ethan closer to you and glancing up at him. He was looking down at you with a quizzical expression on his face, his brows knit. You shook him a little, an awkward laugh leaving your mouth.

“Quit staring at me, E.” You teased. You tousled his curls and grabbed his hand, dragging him along with you. “Come on. I say we get super drunk, go to my place, and order takeout. I would massacre a small town for a Caesar salad and a Diet Coke—what?”

He’d tugged you to a stop, those brown eyes of his on your face.

“Do you—” he started, seeming hesitant, and you smiled.

“Do I what?” When he didn’t speak you took his face in your hands, ignoring the stunned expression he now wore. Lord, you must’ve been tipsier than you’d thought. “Spit it out E.”

He swallowed.

“Do you like me?”

Your eyes narrowed, thinking, before you let out a laugh. He tensed, mouth forming into a frown, but you only giggled, running your thumbs across his cheeks, not allowing him to pull back from your grip.

“Of course, E, what the fuck?” You tugged him forward and his breath hitched, but he let out a cry of protest, batting you away when you placed an extremely wet, extremely loud kiss to the side of his face.

“Jesus, Y/N.” He wiped at his cheek, glaring, but you could tell he was holding back a laugh. “That was awful.”

“I could try again.”

“I’m extremely seduced, thank you. Good god.” He wiped at his face a couple more times, cringing, before allowing you to yank him towards the drink tables.

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An hour or so later the two of you sat bundled up in your bed, eyes glued to the screen as you watch Girl vs. Monster.

You had insisted on watching a classic horror movie and, when Ethan had asked if you wanted to see Stab 1 or Halloween or something, you’d opened up Disney Plus. Of course Ethan, being Ethan, only pretended to protest before he’d gotten into the film.

“These outfits are questionable.” He said, taking a long sip from your Diet Coke. He had his arm wrapped around you, you snuggled up into his side. “I mean, extremely.”

“This is peak Disney Channel fashion.” You argued, glancing up at him, he pressed his lips together in a smile that made him look so boyish, so adorable, that your stomach dropped. “They um—” You looked away, your face warming. “If you think this is bad you should’ve seen Shake It Up.”

“Wait, do you know that scene in Camp Rock where the girl’s playing the keyboard thingy and it’s awful and everyone pretends it’s great?”

“She’s really good.” You gasped, and Ethan’s laugh made you grin.

He tugged you further up onto to him and propped his chin on your head, his free arm looping over your waist so that he held you completely in his grasp. You felt his fingers twitch against your stomach, him getting adjusted and comfortable, and when he’d finally settled he began running his fingers lazily back and forth over your stomach.

You swallowed.

You weren’t sure why you felt like your skin was buzzing, your heartbeat quickening as you felt his chest rise and fall against your back.

“E?” You whispered, and heard the vibration of his hmmm? run through you. “When you uh,” you took in a slow breath when his arms tightened a fraction around you. “when you asked me if I liked you, what did you mean?”

His movements stilled and he sighed, shrugging. You turned in his grip to face him, your eyes searching his own.

“What did you mean?” You pressed, your cheeks flushed as you stared at your friend. He seemed to take in your expression with a hint of surprise, then with encouragement, as he reached out ran his fingers through your hair.

“I think you know what I meant.” He said, those doe eyes finding your own, and he’d barely opened his mouth to say something—you didn’t know what—before you lunged forward and kissed him.

He let out a noise of surprise that quickly turned into a sigh as you pressed your mouth against his own, clutching his shirt in your hands as his arms slid further around your back. You moved away a fraction to look at him as he pulled you to straddle his lap, and the smile he gave you was so gorgeous you screamed internally.

You felt like you needed to take a lap, to run around, to call Ethan and tell him what just— You wanted to tell Ethan about himself. Good god, this was what you got for kissing your friends.

“So I’m assuming you do like me?” He teased, biting nervously on his bottom lip, and you leaned in to kiss him again. This time it was slower, your mouth parting his own as you licked into him, and he groaned. “You have no idea,” he whispered, moving his hands to touch your face, “how long I’ve had a crush on you for.”

The butterflies you felt were insane. Especially when he asked, kissing you softly, “will you please be my girlfriend already?”

You laughed and nodded, slipping your fingers into his hair.

this shit got my kicking my FEET

[dootdootwriting]

HIHIHI IDK IF URE STILL TAKIJG REQUEST BUT IF U ARE, ATUSHI,DAZAI AND RANPO MAKING READER CRY? (gender neutral or fem is great if that’s okayyy) TAKE CARE 😘💞💓 make sure ure eating drinking sleeping and all that jazz 🫶🫶

featuring: atsushi; dazai; ranpo (separately tw: mild descriptions of violence/injury in atsushi's part, crying, dazai typical suicide jokes/discussion of them in his part, "angel" as a pet name, swearing (from me) type: angst to fluff, hurt/comfort pronouns used: none (no use of "belladonna") (dazai flirts with another woman but god dammit that man is BISEXUAL. reader is gn) a/n: YIPPEEE THREE OF MY BEST BOYS!! and tysm im actually coming down with some kindof sickness my dad has covid so i hope its. not that LMAO but thank you <333 i'm going to bed after i write this!

under the cut for length <3 i may have gotten a LITTLE carried away with dazai DHAGHDG

ATSUSHI

is it even possible for this dude to make you cry, genuinely? he's such a caring boyfriend that he second guesses just about everything he says in case it could somehow offend you

it's partially adorable and partially annoying

so, him hurting you is pretty much out of the question. so how the hell does this sweetheart end up making you cry??

by getting hurt

he gets beaten within an inch of his life in yet another accidental run-in with akutagawa, and you have to drag him out of that situation as fast as you can, carrying him all the way to the ada

kunikida opens the door, notices your tear-stained face first and then atsushi's limp body flung over your shoulder, and calls for yosano immediately. she arrives in under three seconds, scooping him up and rushing him to her infirmary.

and now, all you can do is wait

hours after the incident, after yosano informs everyone that he'll most likely pull through, you try to get some work done. but with your boyfriend having just nearly been killed, it's pretty much impossible.

ranpo is so worried about how distressed you look that he offers you a pocky stick. you accept it and eat it, but it doesn't taste like anything.

your thanks is half-hearted.

you're sitting there in front of your google doc, eyes tired and red from sobbing earlier. there are three words written on what's supposed to be an incident report. kunikida sighs, pats you on the back, and takes your laptop away from you, telling you he'll take care of it.

that's when yosano gently re-enters the main room, calling you over

atsushi is sitting upright in bed, eyes misty. as soon as he sees you, he tries to sit up even more. yosano snaps at him.

the thing you want to do more than anything is jump into his arms and cry into his chest, but you don't want to risk hurting him even more. so, instead, you opt to gently sit on the edge of his bed and wrap your arms around him.

both of you start crying again, and atsushi promises he'll be more careful next time.

DAZAI

oh good lord . what did he do this time

jokingly flirting with yet another woman and asking if she'll do a double suicide with him again? yeah, that'll do it.

as always, his newest mark turns him down, skittering away as quickly as possible. you don't blame her.

"how come you keep asking people to commit suicide with you?"

"hm?" he doesn't seem to understand, flashing you that head-empty smile. he's completely enamored with you, you can tell, but then... why is he still up to his stupid habits?

"i mean, you're with me now. are you still really looking for someone to die with you?"

"well, you keep saying no, so what am i supposed to do~?"

it's a joke, you can tell. it's always a joke, except when it isn't, and with dazai, really, who can tell?

you don't want him to run off and end his life with some lady he met fifteen minutes ago. and they all reject him anyway, but what if, one day, one of them doesn't? would he be caught off guard and admit he was teasing? or would he not even miss a beat and actually go through with it?

the thought of him just leaving you without warning is so distressing, your eyes start to tear up. you thought you were done with this.

immediately, dazai notices. his eyebrows furrow and his expression immediately sobers.

"hey, angel, what's wrong?"

through tears, you have to explain everything to him. how much he means to you, and how little you feel that it seems that he could throw you and the rest of his life away at the drop of a hat. how you can never tell if he's joking, if he means it, if he's teasing. how much you just want him to stay with you and never leave.

he's taken aback. for a fraction of a second, dazai's eyes widen and he's left at a complete loss for words.

of course, as always, he regains his composure almost immediately, pulling you in as close as he can to his chest and rubbing circles into your back.

"i thought you knew you meant too much to me for me to do that," he murmurs, his voice as low and soothing as he can muster. "i'm so sorry, i didn't realize how much this was bothering you. i won't do it anymore, i promise. and you never have to worry about me leaving you like that. i can't just throw all this away! you're everything."

and he holds you like that for as long as you need before taking you back home.

RANPO

this man and his fucking candy i swear to god

it's always a bargain with him. you want a kiss? okay, but you owe him a lollipop. hugs? while he's working? you'd better have a cookie ready.

honestly, it's almost as if he's doing it just for you. like he doesn't love the affection just as much as you do, if not even more

ranpo enters every request of him with the mindset of it being a trade. instead of both of you receiving a kiss, it's your request, so he deserves something in return.

it's stupid is what it is (in a complete contrast to ranpo himself)

"i'm not giving you a lollipop, ranpo. you either get a hug, or you don't."

"fine, i guess i don't then. suit yourself." he spins his chair back around and gets back to typing, making a point of only using his index fingers to go as slowly as possible

"this is stupid, ranpo."

he swivels back around, his eyes open and giving you one of the most piercing expressions you've seen from him thus far.

"stupid? it's not stupid, it's just the way i do things. if you want a hug so bad, go to kunikida for all i care. besides, you should know better. if my own way sounds stupid to you, that means you're the dumb one. i'm just taking advantage of an opportunity; nobody said you had to get all fussy about it. just get back to work and leave me alone."

it stings! i mean, this is your boyfriend, who, despite being selfish at times, is usually one of the sweetest and most caring people you've met. just because of a lollipop? and you're the stupid one?

you feel like crying.

oh. you are crying?

you hadn't even noticed, and you weren't even sure why - this type of thing was usually something you should be able to suck up and give ranpo the silent treatment about.

but you're crying?

ranpo notices from the corner of his eye, and immediately feels insanely guilty

so of course he makes a show out of it.

"wait! there's something wrong! something doesn't add up!"

he stands up on his chair, procuring his glasses from his pocket and flashily but delicately placing them on his face.

"my lovely partner is crying! which can only mean one thing. it seems... in this singular, incredibly improbable situation... i, the world's greatest detective.... am wrong!"

he drops back down to sit cross legged on his chair again, puting his glasses back into his pocket.

"i'm really sorry, i didn't think this would upset you so much. i'll give you as many hugs as you want from now on."

[claustrophobicklaus]

DUNGEONS AND DRAG QUEENS SPOILERS

Dungeons And Drag Queens is one of my most favorite D20 seasons ever.

It was my first D20 season (I straight up got Dropout specifically to watch it) and I've seen the whole thing five times, Adventuring Parties and all. It's just so fucking perfect. I made my mom watch it and now she's into Dimension 20, I made my friends watch it, and I have since seen every season, some of them multiple times.

First of all I love any season with beginner players (ACOFAF is contending for first place in my rankings.) Just the magic of watching them realize how fucking cool it is, and getting so invested and trying so hard. It never fails to make me cry. I'm excited for the new season no matter what, but I do hope some of the original queens are there because I deeply love them. This is the first time a side quest has gotten a sequel so I have no clue what to expect in terms of cast, but if those four are in it again I'll scream with joy.

It just makes me so emotional, it's got so many good bits and great moments, it soothes my soul like nothing else. Alaska not talking much but being super invested, Jujubee being a chaos monster and then making me sob, Monet taking it so seriously and using all her video game and anime knowledge. And Bob, wow, Bob's such a force of nature in this season. They go off right away describing all the spells and giving all these details, and Gertie's entire character arc is just everything.

Honestly I'd love to watch all or any of them in another long running campaign.

It also has one of my favorite ships (deeply non canonical) which is Gertie and Nyruth I'll die on this hill idc idc idc don't get me started you won't like me when I'm started okayyy

POINT BEING I LOVE IT, IT MAKES ME FEEL SO MANY THINGS, AND I REALLY HOPE SEASON TWO SLAYS AS HARD AS SEASON ONE DID OKAY BYEEEEE

[lyrakanefanaticwriting]

fic ideaaa (only if you want ofc no pressure !!)

yk how we got to see nash’s bachelor party, you could write a fic about how the girls celebrated with libby ?

OKAYYY (this is so late i apologize im super lazy 😭🙏🙏) (also just pretend that max came back from college to visit bc she’s in this)

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“Soon to be bride is in the house!” Max yelled, popping open a champagne bottle. They were all in Libby’s room, since she had just told them about her engagement, and Max thought we had to celebrate. Avery raised a brow, her face still coated with disbelief from the news of the proposal.

“Max, do you even drink?” She asked her. Max stopped hooting for a second to look down at the bottle in her hand.

“Well, no. I just wanted to open the bottle since it’s a once in a lifetime experience. I was kind of hoping you guys would drink it?” She said, lifting a shoulder in a half shrug. Avery snorted, and Libby suppressed a laugh.

“Cmon. There has to be something we can do to celebrate other than open champagne bottles that we wont drink.” Libby said. Avery smiled.

“I have some ideas. But Libby, you may need to take off your ring for it.” Avery said, with a mischievous smile. Libby smiled back at her with curiosity in her eyes as she took off her ring and tucked it safely in a drawer, and Max was now wearing a grin.

“Fax yeah! Let’s make this the best bachelorette party that has ever walked this earth!” She shouted, pumping her fists into the air.

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Avery had taken Libby and Max into the grand foyer, with a smile on her face. She had requested that they change into their swimsuits, and when Libby stepped onto the hard tiled floor barefoot, she noticed that it was covered in soap and water. Then, Avery handed her and Max water guns. Max hooted, but Libby was more curious.

“Are we allowed to do this? Do the house helpers know?” She asked Avery. Avery nodded.

“In fact, they need this place squeaky clean for some important guests that are coming tomorrow,” Avery smiled mischievously. “And I thought I’d help. I only put enough soap so that the floors would be slippery, but not too much to create a mess. As you spray the water though, the soap will get more and more slippery. If you fall without anybody spraying you with water you can stay up, but if you get sprayed and fall then you’re down. May the best water gun fighter win.” She walked as quickly as she could to a corner of the grand foyer, and Max, with a determined grin on her face, took off in another direction. Libby was left there. She smiled mischievously, crouching behind a corner.

“3!” Libby heard Max shout. “2! 1! Go!” Libby stayed in her spot for a moment more, but took off when she saw Max leave hers. She tried to run as carefully as she could, what with the soap, but was still wobbly. Max was horrific at this, slipping and tumbling every 5 seconds, but then she got up and stayed up. With a determined expression on her face, she sprayed her gun at Libby. Libby took a step back, before promptly falling on her butt. Max let out a victory battle cry before taking off in Averys direction. Avery had decided to wait and let them fight it out before coming out herself. It was a heated fight between the two, with Max almost falling down a good ten times and Avery getting endless amounts of water sprayed in her face, before she and Max got closer. Max sprayed her in the face with water, and Avery, with her eyes closed, finally slipped and fell. She hit the ground with a groan and Max yelled out her victory battle cry once again.

“Woo! Im the best water gun fighter to have ever walked this earth!” She yelled, pumping her fist and doing a weird little dance. She pointed at Avery and Libby in a bragging style and kept hooting. Avery, who met Libby’s eyes from farther away in the foyer, raised a brow at her. Libby knew what she was asking. Libby nodded, a sly smile on her face, and Avery suddenly grabbed Max’s pointed finger and pulled her to the ground. Max yelped, before falling on her stomach. Avery and Libby both erupted with laughter at the look on Max’s face, and once she was done brooding, Max started laughing too. Then, from across the hall, Oren walked in through a door and saw all three of us laughing on the floor, with water guns and bathing suits. He had a weird expression on his face, and Libby realized suddenly that he didn’t see the water and soap on the ground. Avery and Libby were both suddenly yelling the same warnings to Oren about the soap, when he took a step and tumbled to the ground himself. Avery and Libby both gasped with shock and froze, but Max, who hadn’t stopped laughing since her fall, started laughing harder. Oren got up a second later, and with a dangerous expression on his face, called out to the three of us in a tone that made Max stop laughing.

“Get over here. Now.”

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“I can’t believe how immature you three are acting. Oh, and I expect you all to clean up the foyer once you clean yourselves up first.” Oren said, finally done his lecture. He walked us to Averys room and we nodded before entering. But once we were in, Max stuck her head out of the door, checking to see if Oren was gone.

“Good, he’s gone.” She said, sticking her head back in and turning to us. “This bachelorette party is no where near done. Not when I just got a good idea of what we can do next.” She said, a wicked smile on her face. Avery raised a brow.

“It better not be too crazy. Oren will lock us in our rooms for the rest of the night if we keep this up.” Avery said. Max rolled her eyes, and waved a hand through the air.

“Don’t worry about it Aves. Oren will not stop my creative juices from flowing! Besides, this one will be less messy.” She said, reassuringly. Avery nodded, and Libby smiled before speaking.

“Bring it on, then.”

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Max took them to the pottery room while they were all still in their bikinis, as she claimed that “everything’s more entertaining in your bathing suit”. When they reached there, Max held up a picture of a penguin shaped bowl that took her about a minute to print before they left.

“What we are doing here today, beaches, is a moulding contest. Whoever can create the most accurate penguin shaped bowl has a favour over the other two losers that they can redeem at anytime. I will be calling my brother and making him the judge.” Max said, before walking over to her pottery station. “You have 30 minutes. May the best pottery-moulder-person-whatever win!” Avery walked over to her station, and Libby walked over to hers. With a smile on her face, Libby knew she had this one in the bag. Nobody knew this, not even Avery, but in high school she used to be very talented at pottery, and could make all different types of things. But she hoped that her talent was still there. Max counted to three, and suddenly they were all grabbing a chunk of clay and getting to work. Libby was struggling a bit at first, but then muscle memory took over and each movement was more easy, and suddenly the clay felt as easy to mold as play-doh. Libby looked up for a moment to glance at Max and Avery, and held back a snort. They were not doing so good, and Avery’s very oddly shaped bowl kept falling apart. With a determined smile, Libby kept working on her bowl. 25 minutes later, Max’s alarm went off.

“That’s time!” She said, using her nose to turn off the alarm as her hands were dirty. Avery looked up from her bowl to scan Max’s and then Libby’s, before immediately sighing.

“Y’know, I thought I had a chance with Max, but Libby’s going to win this thing 100%.” She said with a smile, in an exasperated tone. Max looked away from Avery to look at Libby’s bowl and immediately gasped.

“Libby! Why is your bowl so cute?! This is rigged, my penguin bowl looks like a deformed manatee and spongebob squarepants had a crusty baby.” Max admitted with a groan. This time Libby couldn’t hold back her snort, and even Avery started laughing.

“Well, let’s call up Isaac.” Avery said.

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Max called her brother as we all stood around her, already knowing who was going to win. Isaac picked up.

“What do you want?” He said right away.

“Wow, not even hello? Well, what I want is for you to judge our pottery contest, and see whose penguin bowl is the best.” She replies. Isaac makes a face, but Libby was sure that he was used to getting weird requests like this from his sister.

“Uh, sure, but why are you in a bikini?” He asks her.

“Doesn’t matter! Now, which one is the best; mine, Libby’s, or Avery’s?” She flips the camera over and shows all of ours. Isaac makes judgy sounds until the camera lands on Libby’s.

“The last one by far. I’m pretty sure I can already tell which one’s yours, which is the worst one, but the one on the far left is probably Averys.” He speaks louder, as if trying to get Avery to hear better. “Avery, you trying to make a bowl or a straw?” Libby and Max giggle but Avery groans.

“Wow Isaac, cut the hate.” She replies. Isaac snorts.

“Well, I’m guessing the last one’s Libby’s. She 100% won.” Isaac says. Libby pumps her fist and sticks her tongue out at Avery and Max. Max hurries a “goodbye” and, “thank you for nothing you beach” to her brother before hanging up and sharing odd looks with Avery.

“These favours aren’t for free, y’know? They come with a cost.” Max said, with a mischievous grin. Then, her and Avery both grab the softened clay that was falling apart in their hands on the desk and throw it at Libby. Libby shrieks and runs to hide behind the desk, but grabs more pieces of clay to retaliate. And there on forward, more and more pieces of clay were being thrown at each other until we had clay in our hair, on our skin, and in our bikinis too.

“Ugh, add this to the list of things that we’ll have to clean up.” Libby says, picking a chunk of clay off her arm. Then, an idea hits her like a wave and she smiles.

“What?” Avery asks, recognizing the look in her eyes.

“I think I have an idea for one last thing.” She says. Max and Avery both watch her, and with a smile on her face Libby explains the last thing that they would be doing for her bachelorette party. Max and Avery faces both glowed with excitement, and Libby couldn’t hold back her smile either.

“Yes! One last fun thing to end off this fun night, beaches!” Max hooted.

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Max, Avery, and Libby all waited for Thea to finally come out of the maze, all of them still in their bikinis and weirdly enough, holding a giant horn. There was a slight breeze as it was getting dark, but other than that it was the perfect weather. When she finally came out, Max, Avery, and Libby all cheered.

“You all owe me,” She said, flipping her hair over her shoulder. “But being able to picture you guys running around a hedge maze like crazy women in your bikinis is favourable enough.” She said. Libby snorted and thanked Thea, to which she nodded back. Once she had walked away, Libby turned back towards Max and Avery and explained the rules of the game.

“It’s pretty simple. Thea hid 5 different objects that are going to be scattered around the maze; A stuffed rabbit, a hand-crafted gold sphere, a tiny globe, a small present box with nothing inside, and a pen holder.” Libby said. Avery raised a brow.

“And I’m guessing you found all of these things last minute?” Avery asked. Max giggled and Libby rolled her eyes, amused.

“Yeah, whatever. When you get an item, blow the horn. Nash found them online, and believe me, they’re loud enough.” Libby paused to let them try it, and they both did, taken aback by how loud it was. She continued speaking. “Once all 5 items are found, we leave the maze and see who got the most objects. Does that make sense?” Max and Avery both nodded, and Libby nodded back at them, pulling them towards the entrance of the maze.

“3!” Libby shouted. “2! 1! Go!” And at the last second, she blew the horn. They all ran off in opposite directions, Libby going for the middle whereas Max and Avery’s went for the sides. She ran around for about 2 minutes, going left and right, when she finally found an item. The globe. Libby dove for it, although it wasn’t like anyone else was going to get it as she was alone, and grabbed it. She blew the horn as loud as she could before quickly getting up and running off. Seconds after she blew it though, another horn went off. Probably Avery, Libby thought. She ran around more, taking different turns and twists, and heard another horn go off. There were just two more objects left to find. Finally, after running around and panting like a dog, Libby heard another horn go off. After a minute, another one went off too, marking it as the last object found. Libby huffed with her one object, and made her way to what she thought was the exit. It took her 5 minutes, but finally she found the entrance. When she got out, Avery and Max were already out there, and to nobody’s surprise, Avery won. She had a whopping 3 objects, whereas Max and Libby only had 1. Avery grinned, and held her objects up like a trophy.

“I won.” She said, matter-of-factly. Max and Libby sighed, while holding only one object.

“You may have won this one, but I won the first challenge!” Max said, crossing her arms with a smile.

“And I won the second one.” Libby added. Then, Libby’s stomach suddenly growled.

“Should we take that as our cue to head back?” Avery asked. Libby and Max nodded, and they started to walk back towards the house.

Finally they reached the house and walked into the kitchen, laughing and talking about their last minute bachelorette party, when they suddenly heard voices.

“Libby? What the hell?” Libby could recognize that drawl anywhere. She looked up and saw Nash, as well as Grayson, Xander, and Jameson, and they were all staring at them with a shocked expression. Nash and Grayson were ogling at them, Jameson blew out a laugh, and Xander suddenly started barking out laughing as well. It took all of them a moment to realize why they were laughing, and they instantly understood once they looked down and saw their bathing suits, with clay and soap all over them. Max placed her hands on her hips, smiling proudly.

“What the H-E double hockey sticks, is that we managed to accomplish the best bachelorette party that this faxing house will ever see.” She said. Xander raised a brow at her, a grin clear on his face.

“I love this girl! Although I do have to ask, what’s with the soap and bikinis?” Xander asked Max. She beamed back before complying.

“Soap and water gun fight in the grand foyer,” She said, with a half shrug. “I won.”

“And the clay?” Nash asked, raising a brow at Libby and expecting an answer from her. She smiled.

“Pottery competition to see who can create the best penguin bowl that led to a clay throwing fight,” Libby said. “I won that one.” Nash gave her a goofy look, before holding her gaze with a look in his eyes that said ‘you’re going to need to tell me about this pottery talent of yours later.’

“And what’s with all these objects you’re holding?” Jameson asked with a snort. Avery smiled a great, big smile, and Libby would be lying if she didn’t notice how Jamesons eyes softened at the look.

“Maze treasure hunt for 5 different objects,” Avery said, smiling proudly at the junk she saw as trophies in her hands. “I won.” Graysons lips lifted by the slightest hair, before he turned his gaze to Libby.

“And why are you the only one covered in dirt?” Grayson asked her. She crossed her arms and rolled her eyes playfully.

“I will admit, that maze did have a lot of loose patches of dirt that I kept tripping on.” She sullenly said. Max and Avery both snorted out a laugh, meanwhile the brothers just smiled. Suddenly, an idea hit Libby, one that involved her favour from earlier.

“Oh, Jamie, Xan, Nash, and Gray, I forgot to mention, but I did earn a favour from these two by winning the pottery competition.” Libby said, turning to them. They all stared at her attentively, and Libby just barely held back her sinister smile. “Would it be okay if I could get a favour from you 4 instead?” She made sure to make her tone as innocent as possible, so they wouldn’t get suspicious. Xander beamed.

“Of course! Anything for our new sister in law!” He said with a grin. Libby finally allowed her sinister smile to show.

“Great. Well, me and the girls did make a bit of a mess with the bachelorette party, so if you could clean up the foyer and pottery room for us that would be great, thank you!” Libby said. She watched the realization of what she had done wash over the boys’ faces, before grabbing Avery and Max’s hands and running off.

“Woo!! Best bachelorette party ever!” Max hooted, with Avery surprisingly hooting too. And with her heart soaring like an eagle in the sky, Libby cheered with them.

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IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SUCH A LONG TIME TO MAKE AND ITS VERY LONG, I WAS STRUGGLING ON WHAT I WAS GOING TO MAKE THE LAST “CHALLENGE” FOR LIKE WEEKS BEFORE I THOUGHT UP THE HEDGE MAZE ONE LIKE YESTERDAY 😭😭😭 BUT ANYWAYS I HOPE YOU LIKED IT!! <33

[hevexns-realm]

Au revision for the AU with no name!

Okayyy I decided to rewrite the AU a little bit to include more Sonic characters to make it more of an AU, less of a fan story!

Here’s the story.

It follows the story of Iris, a runaway princess from the siren kingdom of Ithaca. Who is running away from an illegal arranged marriage set up by her cruel father.

In this AU, she actually has worked at the casino for a while now, about 3 years, she started soon after Ms. Mary Jane found her crying on the beach at 18.

She actually meets Amy and rouge first from the night of her one year anniversary of working as a singer/performer. She eventually meets Sonic, shadow, silver, and the others over time.

That is until seelkadoom comes in as the new cute bartender for the casino. Who also happens to have a cute boyfriend as well.

So one night Amy brings Nazo to the casino. Not only to check on seelka, but to help Iris get introduced to them. Why? Because Amy is aware they’re all going to get along well, and maybe something special will happen down the line! (After all, Iris does have some “villainy” in her style and morals. She’s just not as violent due to her past.)

That is until one night, a few months after they meet, siren hunters decided to raid the place and try to kidnap Iris. They miserably fail after nazo and seelkadoom get in between the girls and the hunters. Even if they’re not doing their villainy shit, they still can kick absolute ass if needed be!

Soon it’s found out that Iris’ place got attacked and burned down. So Amy nearly decides to let Iris live with her, but then nazo and seelkadoom are like:

“Let her stay with us. We have more rooms at our place, and it’ll give us an opportunity to get to know each other more.”

(Seelka’s words, not mine-)

Little did either of the girls know, this was more than just letting Iris stay with them, this is giving the boys the opportunity to see how she lives before deciding whether or not to try and make a move on her.

And then shenanigans and escapades ensue.

More cannon parts have been changed, but mostly everything else stays the same. Because Iris’ story feels a lil’ too hectic for me-

Hope y’all will like it! ^^

(Also, I will EVENTUALLY get a name for the AU.. I just need some suggestions-)

Taglist:

@thebreadmeower @hunniegl4zed

[fonixen]

Finally getting around to listening to wasn ep 14 and 15- so I'm gonna put my live blog below >:)cc

Ep14:

Storm moment :0

TINA??? MISSING? HUH?? oh shiittt!!

My girl didn't run away 🤚im on your side reporter

The horrors got my girl tina :(((

Oop reporter angst >:)))cc (-> actually sobbing inside)

The Mayor is bribing the youth djdjd

Monster of the week!!! :)))!! Big bird?? Thunder bird! I've heard of that one b4 :00

My man Mr pickler got monster eyes- he can see the horrors <33

WHAT WAS THAT WHAT WAS THAT WHAT WAS THAT- girl what are you checking out- WAIT DYCE!! MY BOYYY!! YEAHHH!!!

WAIT WHO WAS THAT?? DONT BREATH IN MY EARRR??? WHAT

"Goopy minds are statistically no good" I love you reporter you are so silly <33

I think the mic breather is out hoodie figure (my beloved). Unless like someone hunter was the one who broke in

Ep15

All I know about this epnis that wolf said everyone was crying over after it, so let's see how I fair

No missing came back :(((

I need to start writing down all the character names, bc no matter the media I forget most of the characters names

"They just want their smiling little girl back" okayyy :(((((

Hooded figure mention <<<333 I thought the reporter was gonna say it was hunter who ruined it and I was ready to throw hands- idk why I like the hooded figure so much- they are just silly to me

Oh go off reporter!!

Oh oh- hooded figure what theee fuckkk??

:(( Jonathan :((

Jonathan has adhd 2 me btw

Oh no reporter :((((

DDD:

Birdie message :(((

Tinaaa!

:(( reporter :(((

You go reporter- fuck shit up!!

Yeah I see now why everyone was sobbing and crying :((

I'm very excited to see the reporter do some detective work and such-

Also excited to find out more about the hooded figure- I assume that was who came into the reporters house- but then again what does the reporter have that they need- maybe they left a message for the reporter that she'll find in future? Also why deface the missing pictures?

Ough I'm just so fucking hyped this is so epic- rahhh!!

[tupznum]

Percy Jackson inspired snippet...

This isn't actually a story it's just something I made when I was bored and reading a Percy Jackson fanfiction..

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"What the fuck was that for!" said a small Centaur by the name of Ganair After being bludgeoned in the back of the head by a stick.

"For that horrible form that's what" said a Older and taller man.

"Don't be so hard on him m/n You know his father only recently let him join, you can't expect him to be a "master" of the sword like you" said a swart woman with curly black hair.

"Yeah what she said you should totally listen to her she's a wise woman" the small Center said.

"Okay don't be a kiss ass now" The woman known as Zuri rolled her eyes And shifted her weight to her Left side.

"Of course I expect him to be at least decent with a sword he's a fucking centaur of crying out loud it's their specialty!" m/n glared at the woman.

"AooOoOuch" Ganair Whind

"Okay now I didn't hit you that hard.." m/n Said.

"That stick was sharp you know" the Centard said

"Ugh fine get over here let me look" the young adult ground.

Ganair trotted over to the male and turned his head away from him lifting his shoulder length dirty Blond hair up.

"Oh fuck" the h/c male said.

"What what is it" the Young Center panicked

Zuir walked over and stood next to the m/n.

"Didn't hit him that hard my ass" she said to m/n.

"Oh shit is it bad!?" Ganair cursed.

"Language, and no. nothing a little glue can't fix" he said

"Let's get you to the medic cabin.." Zuri groaned as she began to walk back to the camp

"What, no!" The Centaur said

" my dad will freak he was already hesitant on letting me join! I can only imagine what he would do if he found out I got hurt on the second day. the second day man!" He said almost panicked

"who says he's going to find out we'll just go and get you glued up and out before he even notices" m/n side.

"You do realize his dad is the head of the medical cabinet" Zuri informed h m/n.

"Well how was I supposed to know that" M/N said bring his hands in the air in defeat.

"What do you mean you didn't know that you go in there like every second week to get your Med refill" zuri stared at him like he had three heads

"I never met his dad all right get off my ass" he said in defense

"my dad only ever works in the Intensive Care quarter so I wouldn't be surprised if you haven't met him" Ganair added in m/n defense.

M/n shook his head

"okay umm Zuri go down to the med cabin and get some disinfectants, raps and some super glue and I'll bring Ganair to my cabin"

"But what if-" Zuri It was about to ask a question but m/n cut her off.

"If they ask us tell them I'm practicing my rock climbing" m/n Said.

"Okayyy" The woman said walking off Her Skirt blowing in the wind showing off the Handmade embroidery on her leggings.

"All right little man let's get Get you to the cabin" He said Giving this small center a noogie.

"Knock it off in a year or two I'm going to be way bigger than you!" Ganair Wind slapping m/n's hand away.

"I don't know dude you're already a pretty small for a Centaur" He teased

"Ugg Let's just get going already.." The Centaur Hurried off

"Quit running you're gonna give yourself a headache there's a gash in the back of your head remember!" M/n yelled quickly catching up to The center.

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[t4rt4gl14]

YOOOO asks r open?????

tbh anything with sub thoma is good enough for me i need more dom reader content im dying

maybe add a lil bondage and some vibrators while ur at it

maybe some nipple play action

and overstim

a little edging

cock slapping too

and a blindfold

OKAYYY THATS ENOUGH BEFORE I GET CARRIED AWAY HAHAHHA HAVE A GREAT DAYYY

C0CKSL4PP1NG -> { RATED 18+ }

FEATURING: thoma, childe, xiao, kazuha and albedo.

CONTENT WARNING(S): g/n reader. bondage. blindfold. cock ring. overstimulation. handjob/blowjob. praise/degradation. dacryphilia. edging. slight jealousy. semi-public sex. minors dni.

☆ THOMA

⭐︎ — dragging thoma to your bedroom, not knowing what’s coming next however hes sure it’ll be nice right? turns out it’s even better than what he expected, the strain on his wrists and thick blindfold heightened his senses and he’s much more sensitive than he already was. tugging at the ropes he whimpered, “y/n do we really n-need to tie me up?”, you continuously palm his clothed cock, grinding on his crotch, “of course we do, this way you won’t run away when i milk you until you’ve got nothing left”, inevitably this turned him on even more— overstimulation is something thoma dreams of; the pain blending beautifully with the pleasure and only rushing to cum once more.

your hands and mouth worked magic and in a few minutes he was already cumming, bucking his hips so he could get to the back of your throat— he shouldn’t have been so surprised when you kept going even when just came but as soon he began to thrash and cry out; a sudden slap to his cock shut him up, a loud yelp emerging before he instantly closed his legs and whined, moaning and whimpering, “m-mmgh! m’sorry; h-hurts but feels so gah!~ mn so good ♡” and as the slaps continued he came once more.

☆ CHILDE

⭐︎ — tbh he actually really enjoyed the pain, sitting behind whilst his broad back is snug against your chest. pumping his cock as your palm hardly slaps his oozing tip. “m-mmn! ah! stop f-feels weird! comrade p-plea-nnngh”, along came another slap as he twitches once more, keeping a harsh grip on your wrists yet never pulling away. the shocks of jerking him off and occasionally slapping his cute cock has his eyes rolling back and back arching. of course he kept urging you to just let him cum— his suit getting rather damp from the sweat and how heavy he was breathing, the open window done nothing to keep him cool and he found himself chasing his orgasm again and again

“yesyesyes! cumming!~ mmmgh yes angh! oh my god~ cumming thank you!!~”, the amount of cum he spurted really was amazing, such a huge load and only because you punished him so lightly— you wonder how else you could punish and just how much seed he’d spill.

☆ XIAO

⭐︎ — ugh adeptus xiao so fking cute, slipping a cock ring on his pretty dick as you relish in how he grips the sheets— as much as he wants more; he knows if he doesn’t act out he’ll get an amazing reward however little does he know how jealous you’ve been, “tsk tsk seems like you enjoy spending time with lumine now hm? can she make you feel this good??”, you question whilst slapping his cock, xiao being as sensitive as he is— this one slap caused his back to arch right off the bed, “w-what do you thi-nk you’re-?! ANGH!~”, another slap to the base of his cock causing his sentence to cut short and pre cum to flow from his slit. “shh good boy~ you’ll take what i give you and you’ll enjoy it.”

long story short— he was practically a twitching mess with a pool of cum at his stomach, his entire cock a cherry red and his thighs instinctively shutting tight when you reach to stroke him once more, “n-no! s-sensitive~ t-too senst-itive!~”, his pleas and whines turning and egging you on even further.

☆ KAZUHA

⭐︎ — must you really punish him on the crux, of all places— sneaking him into the storage and continuously slapping his cock whilst he shifts and mewls in your hold. wrapping your arms around his waist never allowing him to escape. his knees are shaking and barely able to function as the sting and sharp pain jumps his nerves but the constant marking of his neck and stroking of his cock allows him to enjoy his punishment however he really had done nothing wrong. perhaps you just wanted to see his cute face morph into one of pleasure.

“s-stop!~ can’t handle it- UNGH!~ i-i haven’t done anything w-wrong!~”, oh poor kazuha, if only he knew you enjoyed toying with his body anyway— the best part was edging him from the brink of cumming, the tears rolling down his reddened cheeks as he fucks up into your fist— chasing the orgasm he lost once more

☆ ALBEDO

⭐︎ — “albedo, i’d like to conduct an experiment”, his interest was certainly piqued since he was the person who usually came up with them. however he certainly won’t decline but however he was shocked by your request. “lie down, unbuckle your belt and take your cock out— that’s all my love”, he didn’t know what you were planning to do but he was already enjoying it. the least he was expecting was for you to spread your spit on your palm and suddenly stroke his dick with such speed— despite being made of chalk he’s still surprisingly sensitive.

he was confused on why you abruptly stopped until he felt a sudden slap on his cock, he was practically screaming with each slap, your technique was beautiful, a slap then a few strokes and the process went on until he mewled and covered your hand with a pearly white, chest heaving up and down whilst he tries to catch his breathe but was certainly confused when you kept going— it were going to be a long night <3

TAGGING: @lex-lee-666 @leathernourishingshoepolish @currysrealm @kxisuke @stygianoir <3

[phecdasolar]

Nobody asked and I don’t care

Here’s my Cole au feat. my copy-pasted discord ramblings:

So Cole gets turned into a ghost during season 5, and then one season and a holiday special later he’s back to being a good ol’ human yeah? And he’s happy because he doesn’t have to worry about dying to water or going intangible at the worst times. Life is good — for the most part of course let’s be reasonable they face danger every Tuesday.

And then they get a mission and everything is going about as well as you’d expect and then — Cole gets knocked off the Bounty during a fight. (Wait which season was it, the uhh, vermillion warriors one? The oni one? Idk) Now, logically he could just airjutsu his way back up but for plot’s sake let’s just say the baddie got him in the head and so he’s disoriented and doesn’t realize he’s falling until he hears the others shriek his name and he has a split second to widen his eyes before—

Crunch-

What seems like an eternity later, Cole slowly comes to, and hears the sound of sobbing next to him, and a hand carding through his hair. He stirs, and there’s gasps as he slowly sits up, hand slipping slightly in something.

Opening his eyes he sees the team surrounding him, faces pale and eyes wide in shock. The hand falls from his hair and he absently recognizes it as Nya’s. He looks around, rubbing the back of his head.

“What happened? You guys look like someone just died.”

He chuckled at his joke before stopping when he noticed no one else was laughing with him.

“Okayyy… guys you’re really starting to freak me out, what happened?”

Slowly, Lloyd stepped forward, wary and still pale from shock. What he said next made Cole’s breath hitch and he felt as though his heart had stopped.

“Cole… you died. We found you with your neck snapped from the impact of the fall… you, you were dead for a good ten minutes before we found you..”

Static filled his head. Vaguely Cole recognized the substance his hand slipped in to be blood. His blood. He barely registered the concerned “Cole..?” before he was scrambling away from Nya, emptying his lunch on the pavement.

Dead. Cole had been dead. But then 15 minutes later, he came back. And there wasn’t a mark on him that implied otherwise.

So Cole and the others have realized that Cole… can’t die. At least not permanently. After the initial shock, Cole tries to act laid back about this, he laughs it off and says that it just lets him takes more risks while fighting to which both Nya and — surprisingly — Zane, slap him upside the head while Lloyd lectures him on how being immortal doesn’t mean he can’t be careful.

And then, nearly a week later, it sets in.

Cole is immortal. He can’t die. He can’t die. And the implications of that just about break him.

That night finds him on the deck of the Bounty with Zane, curled up and crying into his gi as the only other member of the team who shares his fate whispers soft comforts into his ear.

It is a small comfort, when they will both eventually outlive the rest of their family, but a comfort nonetheless that they’ll share this pain together.

Secretly, selfishly, Zane is grateful, for at least now he won’t be alone.

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Feat. me laughing at my friends suffering bc of this au @lebirbybitch love ya sis <3

Also another fun fact, though it might not be fun for you guys lol — in my science class the other day we talked about what would happen to you in space without any protective gear and there was a considerable amount of continuously expanding until you, ahem, explode. So, more possible trauma for the lad aha <3

BUT ANYWAYS like I mentioned in one of the screenshots this is just like,,, the prologue for the actual AU

Said AU contains:

Immortality

Villain redemption

Time travel fix-it

Adoption

QPR (Glacier obvi~ UwU)

ANGST™️

Fluff™️

eMoTiOnS-

Running away from your feelings

Running away from your inevitable doom at the end of time

Changing your name so people don’t get suspicious that there’s two of you running around (Brook!Cole my beloved <3)

Your pissed off nindroid partner chasing your arse down through time bc you decided to steal 3 priceless relics that have the potential to end the world and yeeted yourself 3,000 something years into the past to prevent the horrific trauma that happened to you and your friends from happening again and then catching up to you and beating said arse before essentially having an emotional breakdown bc how DARE you just up and leave like that I know you’re going through some stuff rn but you promised we’d be in this together, no you idiot I don’t care that I still had PIXAL and Morro with me I want YOU-

…

anyways-

More screenshots of me tormenting my friends w/ this au feat. the beloved @im-a-mint

(The last one is technically Mint yelling at me bc of another au I mentioned almost immediately after I told them ab this one but it makes me feel powerful so up it goes <3)

Bada bing bada boom that is all I have the energy to talk ab rn it is late and I have to wake up early tomorrow

If you have any questions literally ANY please please please please PLEASE send in an ask you can be anon for all I care JUST PLEASE SOMEONE ASK I WILL GLADLY TALK ABOUT THIS

[tobias-hankel]

Nothing is Waking Them

Summary: You find yourself trapped in your unmoving body, silently hoping your love Spencer Reid will find and help you. Rating T

Pairing: Spencer Reid x GN reader

Prompt: Whump Bingo Card ask-  "spencer reid x reader with the "nothing is waking them" like reader being horribly injured and just a whole lot of angst on spencer's side.”

Word Count: 1234

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I wasn’t sure what was going on. One second the team was swarming the unsub’s house, the next second I was on the ground and there was a sharp pain radiating up my spine to my head.

Was I hit? I thought to myself before trying to take account of what happened and what was around me as I laid on the ground. 

I don’t hear anyone. I don’t see anyone, either. I don’t see anything…

Okay, calm down… No one around you is a good thing, better then the unsub being next to you.

I took a few deep breaths before trying to focus again. Good, that is good… Now what do I see… Wait, why is it so dark? Wasn’t it only 3 pm when we got here?

Oh. My eyes are closed…

With that thought a new panic set in as I tried to open my eyes but failed. I knew I was awake, I had to be awake. I could feel the brisk October air on my skin, the rough ground under me.

I think I am outside. Did I not even make it into the building?

I tried to move my arm to feel more of the ground under me, but I quickly found that I couldn’t move my arms either.

What the hell is happening?

I made an effort to focus on anything around me. There must be something. I can hear the light sound of the wind. I can feel the sweat running down my forehead. I can still taste the cherry sucker I stole from Spencer’s bag on my tongue.

Spencer. He came with us on the take down, he has to be close. He will come looking for me, right? Maybe I could scream for him…

I opened my mouth, at least I tried to, but it doesn’t move. I tried again and again, nothing happens. I push the fear out of my mind. It’s okay. I can scream with my mouth shut, make some type of noise to alert Spencer, alert anyone, that I am here. That I need help.

I sucked in a breath of air and went to push it out in the loudest closed mouth scream I could make but… nothing. There was no noise. Now that I am thinking about it, even my breathing wasn’t under my control. I was breathing, thankfully, but my deep breaths were just as big as regular breaths.

I wanted to scream.

I wanted to cry.

I wanted to do anything, but my body was not in my control.

Was I drugged? Am I paralyzed? Am I—

My thoughts were cut off by the sound of gun fire and screaming. Someone was yelling that they were with the FBI while a few rounds of gun fire echoed through my ears. They were close.

Spencer? Is that you? Hotch, Emily? Someone! I tried to yell out to no avail. All I could do was lie there, listening to the distant sounds of my team as they apprehended the unsub, who from the sound of it was killed on scene.

Finally, I heard someone coming closer. I didn’t even have to see; I knew it was Spencer. The way he walked, slow and unsure. The way he shuffled his old Converse shoes against the ground, careful as to not crunch too many of the leaves under his feet.

“Y/N? Hello? Are you here?” Spencer called out into the open air.

Here! I am down here, please! I yelled out, at least I tried. I didn’t actually make a noise. but it didn’t matter, Spencer saw me laying in the dirt anyway.

“Oh my— Y/N?!” Spencer ran up, rolling me over to my back while carefully holding my head and neck for support.

I could feel him shaking my shoulder, checking my pulse and airway, before calling out for me again. I tried to answer, I really did…

“Hotch! Morgan! Help, please!” Spencer suddenly called out with a quivering tone.

It only took half a second before I heard two loud sets of feet running towards us.

“What’s going on, kid?” Morgan said, in his undeniable voice while I heard Hotch call for a medic once he got closer.

Spencer was quiet for a moment, and I could feel his long, thin fingers squeezing around my arm, “I- I- I found them like this. They won’t wake up, nothing is waking them, Morgan!” The fear in Spencer’s voice made me want to cry.

I am here, Spencer! I promised you I would never leave you! Please, love… I am here…

I felt Morgan’s hands on my shoulders, then neck, doing a field assessment on my spine. I didn’t think I was paralyzed… I know I felt a sharp pain in my neck before I went down. Almost like a pin prick… a needle. Damn… I was drugged.

“The unsub must have gotten to them before we arrested him.” Morgan said before I heard him sigh, “It’s okay, Reid. The medics are on their way. It will all be okay.” Morgan said, trying to reassure Spencer.

I could hear Spencer sniffle, “I should have been with them… I could have—” a sob broke free from Spencer’s lips, and I could feel a few heavy tear drops land on my face but he quickly wiped them away.

Spencer… This isn’t your fault…

Sirens rained out in the distance, and I knew that the EMTs would be there any minute, but Spencer just held me close. I might not have been able to move but I could still feel him around me. I started to feel uncontrollably tired as his fingers brushed over my cheek and a gentle kiss was pressed into my head. He was warm; he was safe.

I could hear him whispering his love for me, even though he had no idea I could hear it.

I love you too, so much… I am here.

With Spencer holding me, surrounded in his embrace and love, I let myself drift into darkness.

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I woke up with a jump. Quickly sitting up and looking around the room, my mind taking much longer to catch up with what I was looking at.

I was outside, I couldn’t move. Now where—

My thoughts were cut off my Spencer, my Spencer.

“Y/N! You are up!” He said cheerfully, putting his book down and standing up to move closer to me.

“What happened?” I asked, blinking several times and taking in the fact that I was now in a hospital.

Spencer frowned, “The unsub injected you with a drug that targeted your nervous system, knocking you unconscious. I’m sorry…”

I shook my head, “Sorry? You did nothing wrong, love.”

“I should have been there to help! We shouldn’t have split up…” Spencer said, looking down at his feet in order to hide the tears clouding his vision.

“Spencer… Look at me, please.” I said and Spencer slowly looked up, meeting my eyes. “This was not your fault. I was attacked by the unsub. It happens, okay?”

Spencer nodded his head, but he still looked painfully unsure, “I just… You wouldn’t wake up and I- I- I don’t want to ever lose you.”

I gave Spencer a smile, taking his hand and pulling him in closer, “I promised you I would never leave you. Not even death can keep me from you, love.”

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Okayyy don’t be too mean. That was my first time writing reader x and I normally never even read it so this was a challenge. I thought it would be easier to do it in first person pov but oof. I have never done that either and that was wonky. 

Thanks for reading!  

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[meher-sumedha]

Gwynriel Headcanon : Demons

Writing this at midnight even though I have a maths exam tomorrow. Slight TW of maybe a mental disorder. Also I feel like we don't talk enough about Gwyn's trauma, cause in this I mentioned it, a lot. But fluff too.

Gwyn was mad. Gwyn was made and furious with Azriel. But most of all, she was sad. Not angry, just sad. Sad to be rejected once more. Sad to be just a person who was a 'side girl'. Upset with the fact that she didn't work hard enough to nurture their friendship.

Sad with the fact that she wasn't enough. She spent an hour crying in her room. Her heart felt like it had been broken into a million more pieces after finally being broken. Being rejected by your mate, hell the one person you loved the most, hurt like hell.

Why wasn't I enough? Why wasn't I enough? Could I have done something to prevent him leaving me? Why not me and her? What's the difference between us? And a sad and lonely voice in her answered, because no one can fall in love with you.

You have too much baggage, which no one wants to bear. You came into this world alone, you're going to live alone, and you're going to die alone. You are nothing, you are just an illusion. Your sisters don't love you, only the illusion you put up for them-

And Gwyn ran out of her room and down the 10000 stairs of the house leading to Velaris. Illusion. Illusion. Illusion. The word kept repeating itself in her mind.

Illusion of being the perfect girl. Illusion of being the girl next door. Illusion of being the sweet girl. Illusion. Illusion. ILLUSION! And the next thing she knew, was that the dark side of her mind took over.

It laughed. She heard the laugh in her mind. She knew it was taking over now. She continued down the steps of the house. Stop! Stop! Please, just please, please stop, she begged her thoughts. But it looked like her thoughts weren't hers anymore, they were demons.

Demons she thought that she had buried a long time ago. The voice laughed, and started, and that's when Gwyn knew, she was not in control anymore. She tried to prevent it from taking over her mind, yet she was too weak now. And then the horror began.

You think your sisters love you? They only love the girl who has no demons. They think you're perfect. You've not exactly told them what happened that night in Sangravah, what do you think will happen when you do?

They'll leave you, finally seeing the pathetic girl you are. Everyone will leave. Like your mate has. You know it's ironic that you let your sister die in front of you, that you chose someone else before your own blood sister-

but they were-were gonna kill the children, I- I didn't have a choice-, Gwyn tried speak but the voice was faster. Oh we both know that's not true Gwyneth. And anyways, karma's a bitch.

Azriel left you when you needed him the most, just like you left your sister to die when she needed you the most. You're a traitor, a half breed, a slut who couldn't save herself or her sister, you're nothing, you don't deserve anyone or anything-

And that voice stopped only when Gwyn opened the door and ventured into Velaris. It was raining. Endless tears were running from Gwyn's eyes, that voice had stopped, but it's effect, it was still there, rippling like water when a stone is thrown in it.

Suddenly breathing was tough. Gwyn kept walking, trying to breathe, trying to get a grip but it wasn't working, it wasn't working. Panic attack, Gwyn realized. No no no no no, not now please please no.

It felt like the world was suffocating her, that it was trying to drown her in endless darkness. She didn't even realize when she ran into Azriel's back and kept walking. "I- I'm sorry, " She said and tried to move away but then Azriel turned around.

No no no no, it couldn't be him it couldn't be him. He- he's gonna see her broken and run, he'd run and never come back, and she'd never be able to catch up to him. It again felt like the world was enveloping her, cause it was.

Please, please just stop STOP! She begged her mind, her heart, anyone that would listen. And she could've heard that evil voice in her head feel sad, before it said I'm sorry Gwyneth.

And then someone was shaking her. Azriel, she realized. Their voice started growing louder and louder and "GWYN, GWYN! ARE YOU OKAY? WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING AT 4AM IN THE MORNING HERE!" And suddenly it all came back to Gwyn, she was in Velaris, with her mate in front of her.

She then looked up to meet his gaze, gaze full of worry. Once she'd think that he actually cared, not now, not ever.

"I- I'm ok" She said and try to move but Azriel kept his grip firm on her forearm and forced her to meet his gaze. She could see his eyes worried, pitying her, she realized.

Gwyn tried to move again but Azriel held firm. She could hear the rain, could hear the little steps of everyone, could hear his racing heartbeat matching her own.

"Are you okay?" He asked, his voice now firm. Gwyn darkly chuckled, and said, "Oh of course I am. You refuse to give me my memories. My mate rejected the bond, and my demons love to take over without any invitation. Well why does that matter, how are you Azriel? Enjoying your life with Elain?

If yes, then please let me leave for I am too busy having a panic attack to engage in small chitchat." And sarcasm dripped like venom from her voice. She was mad, and she didn't give a damn now.

"Gwyn I- I didn't reject the bond" And Gwyn laughed again, and again said sarcastically, "Oh is that supposed to be a prize? Why thank you shadowsinger for not rejecting the bond. Would you like me to do that for you too?"

And the pain was seen clearly on Azriel's face, she knew he was shocked and upset by her words, good, he deserved it.

He let her go then, but Gwyn didn't leave. She was about to when Azriel said, "I lied" And Gwyn would have laughed this time too, if she had not seen the seriousness in his face. "Lied about what? Wanting to be my friend-", "I lied about me and Elain. She's happily living in the day court with her mate, Lucien."

Oh. Oh. "You knew she had a mate and yet you still tried to persue her?" And Azriel looked away when Gwyn said those words.

She then noticed a nearby bench, and sat on it. He knew what it felt like, to be rejected, she realized. And so she patted the space beside her, inviting him to sit.

He came towards her, but warningly. And when he sat down beside her, she put her elbows on her knees, bended a bit forward and looked at him. "So you know what it's like to be rejected." She said, as a statement not a question.

Azriel mirrored her position and said, "I do know what it's like to be rejected." And Gwyn wanted to smack his face for that. She contemplated saying the next line, but thought, fuck it, he's a liar and he hurt me and said, "So you rejected me knowing how painful it feels to be rejected?"

And Azriel shifted in his seat, and then said, "I didn't reject you because of you Gwyneth, I rejected you because of me. I- I-" And he didn't complete the sentence. But Gwyn understood, so she completed it for me, "You didn't think you deserved me."

And Azriel looked at her with an unrecognizable emotion in his eyed and said, "Yes, I don't think I deserve you." And Gwyn actually chuckled at that. And when she saw the confused expression on Azriel's face, she explained further, "Well you know it's ironic. Even I feel I don't deserve you-", "Oh" Was all Azriel said.

And after a few minutes, she said, "We're both complete dumbasses aren't we?" And Azriel chuckled, "I- I agree, we're both complete idiots."

And after a few moments of silence and simply looking at each other's grinning faces, Azriel said, "I'm sorry for ignoring you and rejecting you." Gwyn chuckled and replied, "It's okay, as long as you don't do it again."

And then suddenly out of the blue, Azriel asked with sudden seriousness, "Are you seeing someone?" And Gwyn smiled and asked, "What if I was?", "Well are you?" Azriel asked urgently and Gwyn laughed. "Okayyy calm down lover boy, I'm not" And she saw a deep pink blush creep up on his cheeks.

And just to play with him a little more, she started playing with his hair, and his blush deepened even more. "I love making you blush" Gwyn said she could've sworn his cheeks became even pinker. And then she removed her hand from his hair and said, "I'll make a deal with you. We don't ignore each other. We date each other and we live happily ever after."

And Azriel laughed at that. Gwyn then put out her hand, "Deal?" and Azriel raised an eyebrow, "Are you really the daring shadowsinger everyone calls you, or are you just a pussy?" Gwyn daringly asked, and Azriel said, "I am no pussy" And shook her hand, "Deal" And suddenly an invisible bind passed through them. They'd struck a bargain, and Gwyn laughed while Azriel cursed beautifully under his breath.

And then Azriel asked, "Wait What about our friendship?", "Oh please, we're barely friends. I totally look at your ass all the time and you look st mine. So I'm pretty sure our "friendship" Is pretty fucked up."

Azriel just smiled at her, his mate, his best friend. A person whom he loved dearly, and would do anything for. They then got up, hand in hand, and then took off for flight. They kept looking at each other, Gwyn because she was too competitive to back down from a challenge, and Azriel because he was mezmerized by her beauty.

And one day, Gwyn thought, she'd actually tell him, that she was not staring at him because of a competition, but because she knew she was genuinely falling in love with him.

Azriel walked Gwyn to her room in the House of Wind, and they'd just stood there, looking at each other. Until Gwyn spoke up and asked, "tomorrow 8pm?" And Azriel smiled and repeated it, confirming their first date, "tomorrow 8pm". He was just about to walk away when Gwyn threw her hands around his neck.

He didn't understand what she was doing until she started to move away, she was hugging him, he realized and immediately put his arms around her waist, his head in her hair, smelling it, he realized, and memorizing the scent.

And before moving away, she kissed him slightly on his cheeks and went in her room and closed her door. Gwyn leant against the inside of her door and sighed happily.

Azriel just stood in front of the door for an hour, replaying the scene over and over again. Replaying their night over and over again. He then walked back to his room, grinning like a little boy in love.

He would never wash that cheek again, for Gwyn had kissed him. Gods, that woman was going to be the death of him.

[fi0r3]

Just A Black Coffee

Warning(s) ⇾ profanity, 

Pairing ⇾ kuroo x gn!reader

Genre ⇾ fluff and some angst, college au,  mini-series

WC ⇾ 3.1k

Summary ⇾ You just got out of a toxic relationship and now you need a new place to stay. Your friend just so happens to know someone who’s looking for a roommate who can help out with the rent for the apartment.

AN: @luv4sakusa​ wanted to be included in my story so bad so I put her in 😒

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Ch. 1: New Encounters 

It was two in the morning, you and your boyfriend were in a heated argument. You had just caught him cheating on you, but he was trying to deny it. “Why won’t you just fucking admit it!” Your throat was hurting from screaming so much. “I saw you on the couch with her and you dare to tell me that it was nothing!” Truth be told, you had known for a while now that something was going on, but you were in denial. You didn’t want to believe that your boyfriend of five years would do something like that. Yet here you are right now, confronting him. “Omg, you’re overreacting. I was just--” you cut him off “YOU WHAT? HUH? YOU TRIPPED AND YOUR TONGUE ACCIDENTALLY SLIPPED INTO HER MOUTH?” You didn’t want to start crying, yet your body said otherwise. He stared at you in silence before you stomped off to the bedroom. 

“Y/n what are you doing?” “Isn't it obvious? I’m packing my shit and breaking up with you.” You were shoving your things into your suitcase not bothering to fold any of your clothes. He scoffs, “Really? Where are you gonna go then?” “Anywhere without you seems good.” You had no clue where to go, all you knew was that you didn’t want to be near Daisho for another second. 

You zipped up your suitcase and pushed past him. He forcefully grabbed your arm causing you to turn around. “You can’t just leave me y/n,” he says almost menacingly. “I think I fucking can when I have a pretty valid reason.” You yanked your arm away from him and walked out of the apartment leaving him alone with the girl. As soon as you were out, you felt a sense of relief, but that soon went away as you realized that those five years you spent together were nothing. And your heart starts to ache even more the further you walk away. 

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You were sat on a park bench, the autumn winds nipping at your nose. You looked at your phone and the time read 2:31 am. ‘I shouldn’t have left while it was this cold’ You go to your contacts and call your best friend Abby. “Y/n?” she says in a raspy voice. “What’s wrong, why are you up right now?” You sigh before telling her everything that happened. 

“So, yea I was wondering if I could crash at your place for a bit.” “Bitch of course you can! Fuck Daisho, his bitch-ass doesn’t deserve you.” You chuckle at her string of curses. “I’ll be over soon.” “Okayyy be safe.” 

You were thankful for having a friend like Abby. You stood up from the bench and made your way over to her apartment. You needed to start finding a place for yourself soon because you didn’t want to mooch off of your friend for too long. You knew she wouldn’t mind having you stay, but you didn’t want to be too much of a burden because she lived in a pretty small space. You got on the bus that led to her address and looked up some websites for apartment listings to pass the time.

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By the time you arrived at her place, it was already 3 am. You knocked on her door waiting for her to come and open it. You wait there for a few minutes before the door slowly cracks open. “Hey hun,” she says with her eyes partially open. She invites you in and leads you to the living room to set your things down. 

“You can put your suitcase over here and there are some toiletries in the closet if you need them.” “Thanks, Abby, you’re the best.” “Of course,  you know I’d do anything for you.” “Yea I know.” “So how ya holdin’ up?” You stared at her in silence for a moment trying to recollect your thoughts. You thought you had cried it all out while you sat in the park earlier, so you were surprised when you felt tears streaming down your face. 

You didn’t want to cry over this anymore, but your emotions got the better of you. You held your head in your hands and kept sobbing, unable to stop the emotions from pouring out. Abby came over to your side and hugged you. She didn’t say anything. She just let you cry it out until you were able to compose yourself. Deep down she always had a bad feeling about Daisho ever since the day you announced you two were dating. She just didn’t want to say anything because you were so happy. To her, it felt like she was overstepping her boundaries. 

“Ok, I think I’ve cried about this enough for today.” “Well shit, I thought I was gonna have to hear you cry until class started.” You chuckled. “Oh shut up.” “I think it’s time we both go to bed, otherwise we’ll pass out from sleep deprivation in class.” She gets up and brings you some pillows and blankets. She bids you goodnight before going back to her room. You were glad she went back to her room because you didn’t want her to see you crying still. You felt bad that you called her so late so you told her to go to bed. You spent that night crying until you finally fell asleep.  

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You woke up at 7 am, eyes still sore from all the crying you did. You felt so drained, but you had to get up and get ready for your classes. Getting up from the couch, you fold the blankets and place them neatly to the side. You open your suitcase and take out your clothes and some toiletries before heading off to the bathroom. 

You saw your reflection in the mirror and were startled at the image before you. Eyes all red and puffy and hair all tangled and sticking up. ‘Yikes,’ you thought. You quickly detangle your hair and wait for the shower to heat up. 

When you get out, you quickly dry yourself off and change into a fresh pair of clothes. After getting dressed and drying your hair, you met Abby at the kitchen for breakfast. 

“You gonna be okay going to school?” she questions while grabbing two plates, placing one in front of you. You take a seat at the counter and fix yourself some of the food she prepared. “I’m not gonna let this whole break up ruin my studies alright. I just have to hold myself together during the day and break down when I get home,” you say with a strained smile. She rolls her eyes at your remark and takes the seat next to you.

“I swear if I see him I’m gonna--” you interrupt, “You’re going to walk away and not cause any drama.” She looks at you with an unamused face. “I’m serious, I don’t want any drama. I said what I said and I have no reason to talk to him anymore.” She turns back to her food before responding. “Okay fine.” You shake your head as you see the look of disappointment on her face. “I’ll be fine, promise.” 

You two finished up your food and grabbed your things for school. Both of you rushed to the train station so you wouldn’t be late for class. You were still in anguish over the events that happened, but you were trying your hardest to ignore those feelings so you could focus on your studies. You were anxious about running into him because you felt like you would start crying again if you did. You didn’t want to have a whole breakdown in school. 

You pushed all those thoughts in the back of your head as you reached the front of the school. “I have my club meeting after school so you’re gonna be going home by yourself.” “That’s fine I have my part-time job today.” You bid your goodbyes as the both of you head to your respective classes. 

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You head to the back of the classroom and take a seat. You didn’t feel like socializing with anyone at the moment. Mainly because you didn’t want anyone to notice how red your eyes were. You had tried to cover it up as best as you could but to no avail. You decided to look for more apartment listings as you wait for the professor to come to class. All the ones you found were either too expensive or looked like they would fall apart the second you walked in. Finally, the professor walks in and begins the class. 

You barely paid attention during the lecture. You were so tired from basically having zero hours of sleep and stressing out over how you were going to find a place to live. You weren’t that close with anyone in your class so you couldn’t even ask them for help. You had zoned out for the majority of the class.  The only thing that you obtained from the lecture was that you had a research paper due in the two weeks that was worth 25% of your grade. 

You feel a buzz from your phone and you look down to see what it was. 

*Message from Abby*

Abby: “Hey y/n, I just wanted to let you know my boyfriend is coming over later to hang, but don’t worry we won’t make you a third wheel :)”

Y/n: “If I walk in on both you being whores, I’ll kick you out of your apartment--”

Abby: “Whatever”

You turn your phone off and try to pay attention to the last ten minutes of the lecture. 

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School was finally over and you quickly met with Abby to tell her that you might be coming home late because you had to cover for your coworker. “Okay, just remember to be safe, you never know what sketchy ass guy is gonna be around.” “Don’t worry I know how to take care of myself. I didn’t take those self-defense classes for no reason.”  She waves goodbye as she heads over to meet with her club. 

You walked over to the convenience store where you worked that was only a couple of blocks away from your school. You liked taking the night shifts because it was usually the least busy and it meant you could do some homework. That being said, you also had your fair share of creeps and drunks. You had bought pepper spray just in case anything happens. Though you hoped that you wouldn’t have to use it. 

When you arrived, the worker there got up to leave so you could take over. You didn’t have much to do. Your main tasks consisted of restocking shelves, mopping the floors, and managing the register. When it was just you in the store it kind of felt peaceful. Sometimes you’d just observe the people who walk by and other times you’d be lost in thought. However this time, you wanted to be away from your thoughts. You tried to put on some music to drown out your thoughts. For a while, it was working until you saw your ex walking hand in hand with the girl he cheated on you with. You were enraged at the sight. How could he move on so easily, while you were still stuck on it? Were you overreacting? Were you the only one who cared about the relationship? All these negative thoughts started to flood in. You were brought back to reality when you heard the bell from the door ring, signaling that a customer was there. You quickly brush off those thoughts and greet the customer. The last hour and a half went into cleaning the floors and doing a little bit of homework.  

By the time you finished your shift, the sun had completely disappeared. Although you were confident in your self-defense skills, you would still be nervous about walking home alone. You made sure that you had your pepper spray with you before locking up. You quickly shoot Abby a text saying that you were done with work and were on your way to the apartment. 

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 Upon your arrival home, you were greeted by a very loud and energetic guy, who you assumed to be Abby’s boyfriend. You were caught off guard by his liveliness, especially since it was pretty late. “Y/n, this is Bokuto, my boyfriend.” “Bo, this my friend that I was talking to you about.” You exchanged hellos before you went to the bathroom to freshen up. 

“Y/n I just solved all your problems,” your best friend announces to you as you exit the bathroom. “Uh how exactly?” you question with one eyebrow raised. “Bo, tell her” she nudges her boyfriend. You sat down next to them on the couch waiting for his response. “So, Abby told me how you’re looking for a place and I happen to know someone who’s looking for a roommate to share the rent.” Your eyes lit up immediately. “Omg really?!” you ask in excitement. “Yup, I can--” you interrupt “I’ll take it.” Both of them were startled by your immediate acceptance. 

“Damn y/n, you hate me that much.” You roll your eyes at her remark. “You know that’s not the reason why I wanna leave.” You turn back to Bokuto to ask who this person is just to make sure it wasn’t some sketchy weirdo. “He’s a friend of mine from high school, he goes to the same college as us. He’s a marketing major.” “Okay, he seems fine.” “Yea, I’ll tell him that you’re interested, and I can set up a time for you guys to get acquainted.” You were kind of excited to meet your potential new roommate. You just hoped that he wasn’t going to be an asshole like your ex. “Thanks so much, Bokuto.” “No problem y/n” he flashes a friendly smile. 

After a few hours of hanging out with each other, Bokuto had to go. Before leaving he gave you the address of the apartment, Kuroo’s contact information, and his own. He said he would tell you when Kuroo would be able to meet with you. “Aren’t you glad to have such an amazing friend like me?” she asks smugly. “Uhh if I’m not mistaken it was Bokuto who knows Kuroo not you.” you tease. “Okay, but who was the one who introduced you to him? Me exactly.” The both of you started laughing. “Ok, but seriously thank you for doing this. I’ll treat you to ramen sometime.” “You better.” 

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A week has passed since that day, and Bokuto finally texted you saying that Kuroo was able to meet. You were waiting in anticipation. You were hoping that he didn’t already find someone else during that week of waiting. A wave of relief washed over you when you received Bokuto’s message with the details for the meeting. “So when are you seeing him?” she asks from the kitchen. “Today at 4.” You had about an hour to get ready. “Are you nervous?” “Yes and no,” you respond. “I just hope he doesn’t reject me,” you say while trying to pick out an outfit. “Bo said that he’d be fine with anyone as long as they’re able to pay the other half.” “Do you know anything about him?” you inquire hoping to get a little more information before meeting him. “The only thing Bo has told me is that they’ve known each other since high school and were rival teams for volleyball. Other than that, I’m as clueless as you.” You give her a slight nod. 

You finally picked out your outfit and went to go change. “Does this look okay?” She turns around to see what you had on. “Yea you look great.” You go back into the bathroom to look at yourself in the mirror one more time. “ARE YOU SURE?” you yell. “YES STOP WORRYING, YOU LOOK FINE!” she yells back. You leave the bathroom to grab your bag and head to the cafe. “Wish me luck,” you sigh. “Relax, it’s not a life or death situation,” she jokes. You wave goodbye and head over to the cafe, hoping that you wouldn’t arrive late.

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You walk into the cafe scanning the area to see if he was there. You didn’t even know what he looked like so there was no point in trying to look. You feel a buzz from your pocket. You take your phone out to see a message from Kuroo.

Kuroo Tetsurō: “By the window.”

You look up to see a guy with spiky hair sitting by the window looking at you. You could feel his gaze piercing through you. Your heart started to race. You walked over hoping he wouldn’t notice how nervous you were. “Hey gorgeous,” he says with a smirk. “What’s your name?” His forwardness caught you off guard. “Uh I’m y/n,” you say as you took the seat across from him. “Can I get you something to drink?” he asks. “A black coffee is fine.” He gets up to order the drinks. As he gets up, you catch yourself admiring his looks but you quickly brush it off, especially when he’s going to be your future roommate. Besides you just got out of a relationship. Just as you brushed it off, he comes back with the drinks. 

“So why do you wanna be my roommate?” he asks you and you reply with “I just really need a place to live right now, I promise I’ll be a good roommate, and make sure to give the payments on time.” “Whoa whoa whoa there, I just asked for a reason not a whole life story,” he says in a teasing manner. You sit there, cheeks flushed with embarrassment. “Sorry didn’t mean to embarrass you, sweetheart.” Little did he know that it made you feel even more flustered. “Uhmm it’s fine,” you reply. Trying to ease the conversation from what just happened, you say in a cocky manner, “So do you want me or not?” Causing a chuckle to escape his lips. 

“This is going to be interesting.”

[cloud9in]

Animal Control  (Mc x Poppy)

Summary: Bea decides to buy Poppy a gerbil but it doesn’t go well...A whole bunch of chaos ensues and maybe some hands thrown? Includes Chloe and Veronica. 

Notes: Yeah this is the most chaotic thing my mind has come up with. I hope you enjoy and laugh. It’s FLUFF, and a little angst.

Word Count: 2.4k 

Tags: @samanthadalton @clowneryme @somewillwin @baexpoppy @zigxryanz @uselesslesbianfr @aleiramacaii (sorry if I missed you or if you want to be added to Poppy tags lemme know)

*NO GERBILS WERE HARMED IN THE MAKING*

WHAT. IS. THAT?!  BEA HUGHES GET IT OUT OF HERE RIGHT NOW!!”

It would be an understatement if I said that the whole world could hear Poppy right now.

Bea, wanting to be a good girlfriend, went out and bought a special gift for the blonde. But it definitely got a reaction she wasn’t hoping for. 

Bea watched as Poppy jumped onto the bathroom sink as a little critter ran across the floor. It wasn’t really a critter though, just a cute little fat animal thing that Bea thought Poppy would gush over. “CHLOE CALL ANIMAL CONTROL”

....she wasn’t hoping for that response either. 

“Pops! Okay okay I’ll get him it’s okay. He won’t hurt you. Well-“

“Well?!” 

“Well he might give you a little nibble BUT that’s COMPLETELY normal and-“

“BEA!”

“POPPY!”

 Their voices started to boom through the Zeta House as Veronica and Chloe rushed up the stairs and straight into the commotion. The scene before them was utterly shocking in a sense. The blonde stood on the counter, her foot nearly in the sink as she hugged the wall and squeezed her eyes shut...and seemed to be praying to herself? Bea, on the other hand, stood on all 4s as she looked under the cabinet. The Zeta girls glance at each other and then back at the couple as they try to process what was happening. “....So is either one of you going to explain or are we going to-“

 Bea jumped at the new voice in the room, hitting her head on the edge of the cabinet. “Ow!” Veronica bit the inside of her cheek to stop herself from laughing as Chloe turned away to hide the grin on her face. Poppy opened her eyes, too distracted to notice Bea wince and rub her head. She peers around the bathroom, breathing a sigh of relief when she doesn’t spot the little gremlin crawling about. The blonde notices her friends standing by the door and her face flushes impossibly red as they watch her from down below. Real nice Poppy, they definitely envy you right now. Is that a new yoga pose you’re doing right now? I don’t think your foot belongs there. 

 She clears her throat and steps down from the counter. “Chloe didn’t you hear me? I said to call animal control there is a rabid pest in the house.” Poppy shoots Bea an annoyed look, and all the brunette could do was stand there and shrug her shoulder sheepishly. Poppy didn’t expect Chloe to full on panic but now there was another blonde running around the room hysterically. Chloe shrieks and whispers to herself, “oh my god a pest?! What if it lays eggs, or what if people hear about this?” She turns towards Poppy and gasps, “do we have to call the terminator?!” Bea blinks in confusion until it hits her, “termin-? wha...OH!” She spins until she faces her girlfriend, “NO! Don’t you dare call the exterminator! It’s a gerbil for crying out loud, it doesn’t deserve that-” Chloe begins to laugh and points an accusing finger at Bea, “it wouldn’t be here in the first place if you stopped coming in here smelling like a farm.”

 The brunette does a double take at the dumb blonde, “EXCUSE ME?!” She takes a deep breath and pinches the top of her nose to calm down, “...Chloe do you even know what a gerbil is?”

 “Oh I’ll tell you what it is! GONE! It’s leaving now Bea.” Poppy stomps in between the two girls with a deadly expression. Poppy was definitely not going to hold either one of them back if they started fighting. The hell does she look like doing that? But they were definitely not going to damage anything in her room so enough was enough. Bea glances at Poppy and can feel her starting to get more pissed off. She should stop, she should definitely stop. Maybe because she doesn’t actually know where said gerbil is…and Poppy would erase her entire existence off of this planet if Bea ever told her that. 

 Chloe looks over at Bea and can tell that she’s starting to back down. “Oooh aren’t you a nice pet, obeying your girlfriend. Where did all of your self respect go?” A cat-like grin slowly appears on the blonde’s face as Bea’s jaw slackens in shock. 

“You’re one to talk bitch! How about I get rid of you while I’m at it.”

“Oh bring it pig girl!-”

 Both girls close in on each other as Poppy is sent sprawling back on her ass. She sits there in complete shock and blinks a couple times to refocus.

 Veronica, still standing by the door, takes no effort in trying to stop the cat fight happening in front of her. In fact she sneaks away to grab her phone and starts filming the whole thing. Perfect for some blackmail later. And well she could probably get paid a lot to sell this video. Thank you Poppy for your glorious last name. 

 Okay now you’re probably wondering where the gerbil comes in to play? We’re getting there, just wait…

 Bea and Chloe tumble into Poppy’s walk in closet as one tries to gain the upper hand. To Bea’s shocking surprise, the blonde knows how to throw hands. But the brunette more so wanted to pin her down instead of actually hitting her, she knows that won’t end well for either of them. 

 Poppy stares at Veronica filming them in all sorts of angles. How did she even get up on that shelf?  She rolls her eyes with irritation, already feeling a headache forming. The screaming match on the other side of the room was not helping either. All the blonde wanted was to have a peaceful spa day and try her new Glossier vitamin skincare mask, and maybe have a nice lunch with Bea. This was definitely going to leave some wrinkles. Poppy sighed heavily and tried to stand up, but a flash of little legs ran across the floor a few feet from where she sat, and she felt her heart stop. Poppy shut her eyes, hoping and praying that it isn’t what she thinks it is, and to her awful surprise it was most definitely the gerbil. One second of silence passes before Poppy lets out the most horrific, high pitched scream known to man. It was serious enough that Veronica stepped down from the shelf and Bea loosened her grip on Chloe’s hair. The adrenaline hit Poppy so hard as she sprinted out of the bathroom, shutting the door behind her, and lunging into the closet where the other girls stood like deers in headlights. Bea quickly approaches her girlfriend, partly terrified and partly concerned. 

 “I just saw it! The- the fiend. It’s in the bathroom still. Just get rid of it Bea please..”

 Poppy cowers in the corner trying to cover herself with faux fur coats and whatever she could find that makes her feel less exposed. The girls just stood and watched her, all sharing confused glances. Poppy loved animals, but she never signed up for rodents as well. This meant a serious talk with Bea after everything settled down. 

The brunette sighs with a little bit of relief at Poppy’s words, “Oh atleast you found it, I thought I lost him for good..”

 The blonde turns so fast it almost makes Bea dizzy. Her face goes pale as Poppy doesn’t break eye contact with her, “ You...what?! You lost it?!” 

 “Poppy that’s really not what we should focus on right now-”

 “If you couldn’t tell...I am losing my mind right now Bea.” She gestures wildly to the mismatched outfit on her body and her tangled locks.  “If we don’t capture this animal and RETURN. IT.” She takes one menacing step towards everyone, “none of you will leave alive, got it?” 

 Okay Poppy is scary, i’ll admit it. 

 Bea exhales nervously and looks at Chloe, and Chloe looks at Veronica who is holding a camera in her face, completely unfazed. Chloe scoffs with disbelief, swatting the phone out of her face, “Really V?! This is not the time for that.”

 The vlogger just kept filming with a shameless smirk painted on her face, “Or what? You’ll fight me too?”

 Before anything could progress again, Bea intervenes even while trying to catch her breath. “Okayyy, lets not do this. Can we just work together and catch the gerbil so Poppy can act normal again?” The brunette laughs internally because she knows that her girlfriend is probably staring directly into her soul, but she doesn’t look. She could not imagine herself fighting Poppy, even though they technically did in the water fountain once, but that was more like a fever dream and she found it kinky, anyways… Bea took the lead and headed straight for the door to the bathroom, preparing herself for the quick little monster. 

“Do we not have a secure plan for this? Just gonna open the door and hope for the best?” Chloe huffs out. And if Bea was being honest, that was the most sensible thing she had said all day.That girl was full of surprises. “I’m not scared of him like ya’ll. He is just very quick and I don’t want to lose him again.” 

 “Listen, I don’t care what you guys are or aren’t. I am still standing by what I said earlier...and I guess I will help as well.” It was already embarrassing how Poppy had acted before, but the blonde wanted to save the last of her dignity and so she stood in the far back, offering to be the last minute captor if anything went wrong. Bea was grateful that she didn’t appear to be very mad at her, but she wasn’t a fool. Still, it was better to be in trouble than dead, in some ways. The brunette braced herself and counted to three before swinging the door open and lunging to the floor immediately. Too bad the gerbil was too quick for Bea and it ran between her legs. She grunted with frustration before tripping backwards and knocking right into Chloe, who fell back onto Veronica like a freaking domino effect. The room erupted into screams as Poppy unwillingly ran forward and grabbed the rodent by its tail and lifted it into the air, hundreds of feets away from her body of course. “I got it! I got it!...Now what do I do, Bea?!!” 

 “Okay! okay calm down...and slowly bring it towards me. That’s it you got it..” Bea cautiously steps towards Poppy and holds her hands out to catch it if things went awry. Poppy stood frozen with fear and shock, still not registering that there was a gerbil scrambling wildly and hanging from her fingers but she pushed the dread away and successfully placed it into Bea’s hands. Mission freaking accomplished. The room visibly sighed with relief after Bea placed the animal back into his cage but Poppy could only stare at her fingers in horror. She’d need to exfoliate it maybe twice, get a new manicure, a skin peel maybe, or just some new skin honestly. 

 ***

After the chaos had settled down and Poppy finally scrubbed herself clean, she walked back into her room and saw Bea lazily playing with the gerbil in his cage. If she wasn’t so creeped out by the rodent, the blonde would almost think this view was very sweet. Bea noticed her immediately and sat up with a guilty expression. “Pops...If I had known that you’d react like that I would have never even thought about buying him. It was a stupid decision really and I should’ve made sure you were okay with it first.” There goes Bea again with her puppy eyes and charming choice of words. Poppy sighs internally, already feeling like an asshole. She sits next to Bea and rubs her knuckles soothingly, “Well yeah it was pretty stupid…” The brunette raises an eyebrow amusingly. “But...you couldn’t have known, and I thought it was really sweet that you’d want to surprise me like that. Usually I’m the one buying gifts for others.” Bea sits up straighter feeling a little overwhelmed but wraps her arms around Poppy’s waist, leaning her head on her shoulder. They sat in comfortable silence until the brunette spoke up again, her voice nearly a whisper, “...does this mean we get to keep him?”

 The blonde scoffs loudly but glances over at the cage, her eyes softening just a little bit. She looks down at her girlfriend who seems to have been watching her this whole time. Poppy feels her face start to heat up but for all the right reasons. “I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to having one of...those. But if you really want me to try then I will.” It was definitely worth it to see Bea’s face beam with joy, she kisses Poppy on the cheek with excitement, “Babe you won’t regret it! And.. if it doesn’t work out then we can always give him a better home okay?” The blonde watches her girlfriend’s eyes sparkle brightly and she can’t help but mirror her smile,“Okay”.

 Bea reaches for the cage and sets it on her lap. She doesn’t take the gerbil out just yet, wanting Poppy to get comfortable with it in her presence. She watches different stages of emotions make its way across the blonde’s face before she relaxes. Poppy looks at her and speaks gently, “have you decided on a name yet?”

 “Well I was hoping we could come up with one together, but after what happened today maybe he can be called….terminator?” 

 Poppy rolls her eyes so far back but lets out a soft laugh, her hair falling softly onto her cheek. When she doesn’t feel Bea brush the strands away she does it herself and watches as Bea observes the little creature. “Okay I change my mind, you’re giving him more attention than me.” The brunette looks up with a sheepish smile but can only stare at Poppy’s loving but teaseful gaze. Of course she has to be a smartass though, “actually did you know that gerbils require your attention on a daily basis, and can develop strong relationships with their owners? Almost sounds like you.” Bea feels the punch in her side before she can see it and pretends to howl in pain. It doesn’t seem to faze poppy though as she smirks at her victim, “keep that up and you will be sleeping in the cage with him.”

 “Oh so you want to lock me up huh?” Bea bites her lip mischievously as she leans into kiss Poppy. Before things can heat up they hear a groan coming from the door. “Ughhh! Of course it had to turn sexual.” Veronica stood with her phone in her hand filming, and a hand over her eyes.

 “VERONICA!”

[daydream-believin]

styrofoam cup give me strength

summary: you’ve not had a valentine’s date since way back when it was invented in the 14th century. you’re still bitter. and douxie asking you to come over to help him with his date is not making it better

warnings: swearing, alcohol

word count: idk i’m on mobile it’s not too long i don’t think

a/n: i wrote this while groggy. lol i just wanted something out this week. 1/3 valentines fics done. bone apple teeth yall

- it’s feb 14, valentine’s day, and you are once again spending it alone

- you thought for sure moving to a new town would help you better your chances at a successful love life

- but alas you have been in arcadia oaks for two years now and you are still without a valentines date

- you cursed this wretched holiday, always mocking you in your singleness

- it was stupid, and commercial, and made up anyway

- that didn’t stop you from looking spiffy tho

- look, the stupid lovey dovey couples that come in the restaurant tip way better when you’re dressed on theme

- it was just smart okay,,

- ngl you kinda felt like spongebob when pearl took over the krusty krab

- but that’s okay :D

- and all those cheeseball couples you served were just oh so cute, didn’t make you want to cry at all

- or at least go lie in a ditch, contemplating your life choices

- it’s okayyy :D :D

- stars, as soon as your shift is over you’re hitting up the bar across the way from your place

- time to drown out them sorrows am i right??

- actually, now that you think about it, your friend douxie asked you if you could make a quick swing by his place before you began drinking yourself into oblivion

- fuck, how did you forget that

- ah, well, you didn’t know what he wanted, but you were sure it wouldn’t take long

- you never asked, cause the answer might have hurt, but you were sure he had someone to hold tonight, a lucky, lucky valentines date. probably that pink haired chick he hangs with, or maybe that guy in his band? either way, he wouldn’t have much time for you

- he probably just wants you to run an errand for him or help him set something up

- and that was okay too :D

- life was dandy

- your shift ended, and you know that you promised douxie you’d be over asap, but tbh you were way too sober to go help your crush set up his romantic gestures meant for someone else. before leaving work, you poured some wine into a to-go cup with a bendy straw for your trip

- don’t judge

- you knocked on douxie’s door, before just walking right in without waiting for an answer

- look he gave you a key did he expect you not to use it

- anyhoo, you were right

- this place was all ready to go for a romantic evening

- candlelight, fancy tablecloth and place settings, red roses in the vase, soft music playing, rose petals on the ground? leading form the door?

- you furrowed your brows, and then rolled your eyes. yeesh. he was going all out apparently. you wouldn’t put it past him to be wearing a suit or something. wait, does douxie even own a suit? you went to go throw away the empty to-go cup, expecting doux to be in the kitchen, but he wasn’t there

- where was he

- you called out “DOUX! IM HERE!”

- you heard a shuffle from one of the other rooms, and a door swing open

- “wait, where are you, love?”

- “kitchen!”

- douxie appeared behind you. hmm, he wasn’t in a suit, but he was wearing a tie. how strange. a black tie on a slightly different shade of black shirt with some slightly different black slacks and, you guessed it, yet another shade of black shoes

- walk walk fashion baby

- “aww, you didn’t follow the petal path?”

- the confusion spread across your face “...no?”

- “okay,” he pressed his hands together, “could you go back outside and pretend to come in for the first time, and actually follow the petals?”

- “... come again, camelot?”

- “ah, you know what, fine.” he scooped you up, carrying you to the table

- “doux what the fuck,,”

- he put your feet back on the ground in front of the elegantly decorated table and pulled out the chair with a flourish, inviting you to sit

- you blinked. what. wh- why? wasn’t this set up for his date? why was he motioning for you to join hi-? ohhh. ohhh

- OH

- FUCK

- you quickly pulled your escaping soul back into your body and sat down in that chair. mr casperan, eligible bachelor of the evening pushed your chair and and took his own seat across from you, leaning with his head in one of his hands, like a cool cat

- you were.. still in shock to say the least

- you think douxie just didn’t like the quietness cause the next thing that came out of his oh so suave mouth was-

- “so, you come here often?” accompanied by eyebrow waggling

- “... to your house?” you cracked a smile, “yeah, yeah i guess i do.”

- douxie laughed, “sorry, i was just trying to lighten up the mood a little,” he poured you a real glass of wine that was not a bendy straw to-go cup, “you’ve been so down lately, i thought you could use some cheering up.”

- “that’s sweet, douxie. i love you.”

- fuuuuuccccckkkkk

- oh my stars, i mean you two say ‘i love you’ all the time, but, but, this was a date right, it means something else now, you can’t just say that

- wait, or was this a date? what he just said kinda made it sound like this was a one time platonic cheer-up-my-friend date and not a date-date

- okay okay uhhh

- “so like, what’d you want me to help you with?” douxie blinked.

- “y/n?”

- “ i mean this is nice and all but we should probably get a move on before your s/o arrives, don’t want to ruin the surprise.”

- “y/n-“

- you made a motion like you were about to stand. douxie quickly grabbed your hand before that could happen, pulling you back into your seat. “Y/N,” that got your attention, “I- this is for you, you’re my date, i don’t have a s/o... i-“ douxie looked the floor to gather some courage. there was a scratch mark in the cheap wood where archie’s dragon claws had skidded accidentally. he’d have to fix that. after he fixed this. “i, was hoping,,” douxie rubbed the back of his neck nervously, “that after tonight,, you, would be my significant other?”

- he said that last part so nervously, and posed like a question. a question you had to answer. damn

- “i- yeeEs”

- “oh, okay then, y- yes.” douxie took rather long sip from his wineglass. he set it back down with a start “it’s settled then.”

- “settled?”

- “settled”

- “- yeah”

- douxie stood up, his chair making a loud sound scraping against the hardwood. “OKAY,” he clapped his hands together, “let’s start dinner, shall we?”

- “we shall.” you raised your glass to show excitement. mordrax’s bloody miracles this was awkward. and yet somehow the best thing that could have happened. not the worst case scenario but the best case one. you could be crying and lying on the cold dirt outside a bar right now so

- if awkward is coming with not being heartbroken, being on a valentines date for the first time since the stupid fucking holiday was invented seven centuries ago, fuck you st valentine, and your crush actually reciprocating you feelings and-

- wait hold the fuck up

- douxie reciprocated. he actually likes you. he invited you to this date. he asked you to be his s/o. what the fuck

- douxie came back from the kitchen, plates in his hands. as he set yours in front of you, you just couldn’t help but asking a burning question,

- “how, how long,”

- douxie furrowed his brows, “how long what? the dinner didn’t take lo-“

- “how long have you, i dunno, ah, liked me?”

- douxie looked sheepish, pointing his fingers together, “oh, i don’t know, maybe,, since we met?”

- you let out a defeated sigh. “by merlin, me too, we’re so fucking stupid-“ you wheezed. you couldn’t even finish the thought from how hard you were laughing

- and let’s be real, if you weren’t laughing right now you would be crying

- douxie was laughing too, for the same reason

- and now you two were sitting at this table, laughing like madmen

- it was gonna be a long night

- but, you know what? that was okay

- maybe you’d get a little kiss or two at the nights end

- spoiler: you did