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In Case I Do Something Stupid

Pairing: Dean Winchester x f!reader, Reader POV and Dean POV

Summary:  When Dean sends you a surprise in the mail and starts acting weird, you're worried that he's hiding something from you, but is it really what you think? This is part three of my "Before You Go" series.

Tropes: Angst, Fluff, Age Difference, (Reader is early to mid-20's and Dean is probably early 30's), Established Relationship

Word Count: 4.7K

Warnings: There is some swearing (only a few times), implied reference of past sex (once or twice), Dean might be a little bit OOC.

Note: This is told from Reader's perspective. Any references to the reader is made using you or your. There is minimal use of y/n. I tried my best to proofread, but nobody's perfect. If you don’t like, don’t read, but if you do like, you’re my favorite!

Internal monologue is in italics and is in first person.

This fic includes song lyrics that are in italics, bold font, and are indented.

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Reader POV

"Did you get it?" Dean asks.

You're standing in front of your mailbox in the lobby of your apartment, cradling the phone between your shoulder and neck while you sort through your mail. There were a lot more bills than you were hoping for.

It had been a long day and all you really wanted was to go lie down, but you had a test in the morning, which meant that you wouldn’t be sleeping anytime soon.

It had been two months since the whole “Cooper” thing and despite Dean’s insistence for you to come over to the bunker if he ever showed his face, Cooper hadn’t appeared once.

Of course that meant that Suze was out of the apartment more to spend time with him, wherever it was he lived. Neither of you had spoken about the incident, not since the morning after when Dean was asleep and you snuck out to make coffee before he woke up and you ran into her. You remember the dark circles under her eyes and  the way her face was red and puffy from crying. You hadn’t known what to say so you nodded a “good morning” and walked back into your bedroom with coffee for you and Dean.

Dean was trying to convince you to move out, but the rent was so cheap you didn’t think you’d be able to find anything better. But with the summer approaching quickly, that meant you could spend more time at the bunker with Dean.

An elderly woman breezes through the main lobby of the apartment building, wearing a bright purple tracksuit. "Hi honey"

"Hi Mrs. Travis." You respond, holding off from answering Dean.

"Where's your special friend?" She smiles widely at you.

The last time Dean had visited, Mrs. Travis asked him to come help her unclog her drain. You and Mrs. Travis sat at her kitchen table together watching Dean work under the sink while eating mass quantities of chocolate chip cookies. You'd been over to see her a few times since, and each time she told you that Dean reminded her of her husband and would ask you when he was coming back.

"He's at home this week."

"What a shame. Tell him to come back anytime. I'll make some of those cookies for him again." She smiles before continuing on to the elevator.

"Who was that?"

"Your wife." You snort into the phone.

"Oh she's the best. Those cookies were so good." Dean moans. "Can you please bring some of those when you come this weekend?"

"I'll see what I can do." You sift through the mail in your hand. There's a collection of bills and a large green make-shift envelope that has been duct taped together with thick silver tape to cradle the contents.

"But did you get it?" Dean asks again.

"By "it" do you mean a creepy duct taped envelope? Because yes I did." You hold it by the corner turning it over to see Dean's untidy scrawl in black sharpie over the front of it.

This looks like a kindergartener made it. You imagine Dean sitting at his desk in the bunker with a pair of scissors, his tongue between his teeth in concentration and smile to yourself.

"Okay good." Dean sounds relieved.

"I could have just picked whatever this is up this weekend."

"You're telling me that you don't like getting mail?"

"I like getting mail, but this looks like a ransom note. Is someone holding you hostage? Because if that’s happening I don’t have any money and I'm sure you'll be fine." You smile, trying to find a way to open it, but the duct tape was thwarting you.

"No it’s not a ransom note." Dean pauses on the other side of the line. "Wait, you wouldn’t pay money for me?" 

"I mean. Maybe?" You shrug as if he could see you, smiling wide at the envelope.

"That’s reassuring."

"Alright so you’re saying that if I was being held for ransom, you’d give them Baby for me?"

Dean doesn't answer. You can hear him mulling it over in his head, but you already know the answer to that question. You knew that Baby always comes first.

“That’s a long pause Dean.”

"I’m sure the connection is bad. Because I did answer-" Dean begins to say.

"How is the connection bad?" You interrupt, raising an eyebrow.

He tries again. "I’m driving through a tunnel?" It comes out like a question and you can’t help but laugh at his attempts to cover his mistake.

"I thought you said you were back at the bunker."

"Well, then the reception here sucks." He finishes and you can hear the smile in his voice.

You sigh to yourself. The last time you'd seen Dean was only a week ago, but it wasn't enough. Long distance was hard, but you felt that you both were giving it your all. Not to mention that this weekend you were coming to see him at the bunker, and it was a long weekend, which meant you both didn't have to rush.

"Uh-huh. Sure. If I get kidnapped I’m just gonna call Sam.”

"We are definitely off topic.” Dean sighs. “But you did get it?”

“Yes Dean I did. Whatever it is." You trace a finger over the silver taped edge. "Is this construction paper? Dean, you are a grown man, why do you have construction paper?”

“There’s a lot of old shit in this bunker.”

“For your birthday I’m getting you envelopes.”

"Sexy."

You roll your eyes, but finally break through the paper and pull out a bright yellow and black contraption. “You bought me a Walkman?”

Dean had previously bought you a cassette tape player that was on your desk in your apartment so you could listen to the mixtapes he made. Dean often made you mixtapes of his favorite songs, most of which you knew given you had almost the same taste in music, but each time you listened to one of his tapes it was like he was there in the room with you. It made the distance between you less when you missed him.

"Where did you even get a Walkman?" You ask.

"I told you there's a lot of old shit in this bunker." He laughs. "But this way you can listen to the mixtapes when you go to class or when you're at the library.” He says it nonchalant, but there's an edge to his voice that you don't understand.

I wonder if he's worried about something.

The thought makes you worry about him. Dean worried about a lot of things, but he usually kept it to himself. You figured it was because of his dad. You didn’t know too much about Dean’s father, only that he was dead and that he put a lot of responsibility and pressure on Dean’s shoulders when it came to Sam and the job he did, which forced Dean to be more guarded and unable to admit when he needed help. You of course, were very good at reading him and whenever Dean was worried, you made it a point to have him talk to you about it, even if you didn't have a suggestion. You wanted him to be comfortable letting his walls down. You needed him to know that you were there for him and that he didn’t need to carry the burden alone no matter how heavy it was.

You examine the Walkman, running your thumb against each black button that line along the top and against the smooth plastic edges. “That was very thoughtful. Thanks Dean.”

“You’re welcome.” He pauses. “I-uh- also included a new tape.”

“Oh cool. I can't wait to listen to it. I loved the last one."  You pop out the cassette and look at the label.

Dean always came up with ridiculous names that made you laugh, names like "Psyched to See You Mix Vol 1," and "It's a Good Day to Call Dean."

This one was called "In Case I Do Something Stupid."

"I love the name. Does it mean that this is just a pre-recorded blanket apology if you're not careful on a hunt-"

"No it's not."

"Uh-huh." You put the tape back into the Walkman.

“But for this one, when you listen to it, can you call me? I really want to know what you think.” Dean continues.

“If it’s another 8 minute drum solo of Moby Dick-“

“It's not and it hurts me that you didn’t like it. But promise that you’ll call after you listen to it.”

“It wasn't bad. And will there be a test?” You tease him, confused that he's so adamant about you calling him after you listen. Whenever Dean gave you a mixtape he was excited to know what you thought, but was usually more nonchalant about it.

"No." Dean laughs, but it doesn't sound right. "I just want to know what you think."

"Well I can bring it with me when I come this weekend and we can listen to it together-"

"NO!" Dean exclaims. "I mean-um- you should listen to it now and call me." He recovers stumbling over his words.

"Okay." You draw it out confused as to why he is acting so weird. "I will take detailed notes over all of the songs and tell you how much I loved them."

“Okay.” Dean pauses again. “Um y/n?”

“Yeah?”

“I- I’m gonna be at the bunker for a few days researching so you can call me anytime-“ He says it quickly, not in the cool and collected way he usually spoke.

“Dean are you okay?”

“Yeah.”

“Are you sure? You sound a little weird."

"I'm sure it's just the connection." Dean pauses again. "I-"

"Dean?"

“I miss you.” He says it hesitantly, and for a second you think that he was going to say something else.

“I miss you too. I promise I’ve just got the one test and then I’ll be there this weekend.”

"Okay."

"Okay."

You could feel the three little words hovering on the tip of your tongue, the three little words you would have gladly told him five months ago when you first started officially dating. You knew that you were in love with Dean, had been in love with him from the moment your eyes locked with his, but the problem was that you'd never said it to anyone else. Of course you'd never felt about anyone the way you felt about him. He was kind, caring, sexy, protective, and just the right amount of batshit crazy that always kept you guessing.

I miss him so much.

Dean hadn’t said it either. But you understood that he was a little slow when it came to stuff like that and it wasn’t that you thought he didn’t love you. Dean said it plenty of other ways. Not to mention you figured he probably also hadn’t said it to anyone before and might be afraid to admit it aloud.

"I'll see you this weekend okay?" You sigh into the phone while wishing that Dean was there to hold you.

"Can't wait. Bye Sweetheart."

"Bye Dean."

Three days pass and you still haven’t listened to the tape. Honestly you forgot about it,  too wrapped up in studying for the test and preparing a lab report that took twelve hours to finish, all the while your lab partner, Tim, was frantically proofreading over your shoulder so you could turn it in by the deadline.

It was Thursday night, one day from seeing Dean, and you were sitting in the library for your overnight shift. You reach into your backpack for your notebook, but when you pull it out, the headphones from the Walkman are tangled in the spiral of the notebook.

Oh no.

You couldn't believe that you forgot about the tape and you wonder if that's why Dean hadn't texted or called the past few days, because he was waiting for you to call him to tell him what you thought.

You carefully untangle the headphones from the notebook, before raising your head to look around the library. It was midnight, which meant that the only people in the library were you and a guy in the corner slumped over a stack of textbooks half asleep. His loud snores echoed through the empty room, something else that reminded you of Dean. He didn't believe you when you told him he snored, until you recorded it on your phone and played it back to him. But, you didn’t hate that he snored. Sometimes you hated how quiet it was in your bedroom when he wasn't there sleeping beside you, that was usually when you called him just to hear his voice through the phone and closed your eyes to imagine he was there.

Dean never cared what time it was when you called him, in fact, Dean liked it when you called him on your overnight shifts and when you were walking back to your apartment. He liked to make sure that nothing happened to you when you were walking home.

You didn't think that the sleeping man in the corner would need any help anytime soon, so you slip the headphones over your ears and hit play. But when the first song starts, you're confused.

The first song is one of your favorites, "I'll Have to Say I Love You In A Song,"  by Jim Croce. A singer that you liked to listen to when you winded down at the end of the day and also a singer that was not Dean's favorite. He often teased you about it. For Dean to include the song on the tape was unusual, but you figured that it was because he knew you loved it.

"Well I know it's kinda late, I hope I didn't wake you, But what I've gotta say can't wait, I know you'd understand, 'Cause every time I tried to tell you, The words just came out wrong, So I'll have to say I love you in a song…"

You hum along to the music while tapping your foot along to the melody as you reach back into your bag to pull out your textbook and pencil case for your highlighters and note tabs.

The second song starts as you turn back to your textbook, finding the right chapter to begin studying. You had expected the next song to also be a Jim Croce song or another song that you liked given the name of the mixtape. You assumed that "In Case I Do Something Stupid" meant that the tape would be filled with songs you loved to make you feel better if Dean pissed you off, but the next song is not one you know. You can tell it's Kansas, one of Dean's favorite bands, and one that you didn't often listen to before you met him.

"…Stand beside me I will never let you fall Stand beside me I'll come whenever you call…"

You smile to yourself at the lyrics, it makes you think about how dependable Dean is. How he's willing to drop anything and show up whenever you need him. The melancholy tone of the song makes you miss him even more.

A few other songs filter through the headphones as you continue to look through your notebook, making mental notes on what you need to focus more on.

When "Caught Up In You" by 38 Special begins to play, you highlight a passage absentmindedly in your textbook while listening to the words:

"I'm so caught up in you, little girl, That I never wanna get myself free And baby, it's true You're the one Who caught me, baby, you taught me How good it could be... Oh no I can't live without you..."

The next song makes you snort, mostly because it has been on the radio more and more lately and you wonder if Dean meant for it to be ironic.

"I was made for loving you baby, You were made for loving me, And I can't get enough of you baby, Can you get enough of me?"

The smell of coffee wafts from the 24/7 coffee shop in the lobby, drawing you up from your seat to answer the siren call. When you get back with a iced coffee, you place the headphones over your ears once more and hit play.

The next song is unexpected, mostly because you didn't know that Dean listened to Elton John, but when "Your Song" starts to play you can't help, but stop to bask in the lyrics. It was one of your favorites and you couldn't help but think of Dean, how much he cared for you, and how much he'd be willing to do anything for you:

"I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind, That I put down into words, How wonderful life is While you're in the world..."

You smile and touch the ring hanging from the chain at your neck, the one that Dean gave you, smiling to yourself.

The next two songs you recognize, both Journey songs, "Open Arms" and "Faithfully." You’d heard "Open Arms" before, but you'd never taken the time to listen to the lyrics:

"So here I am With open arms Hoping you'll see What your love means to me Open Arms…"

When "Faithfully" follows, you can't help but feel a nagging sensation in the back of you mind when you listen to the lyrics of the soft ballad like you're missing something:

"…Lost without you And being apart ain't easy on this love affair… Oh, girl, you stand by me I'm forever yours Faithfully…"

You highlight another definition in your textbook while chewing on the inside of your cheek. You did like Journey.

Maybe Dean just wanted to include songs that I liked after the whole 8-minute Moby Dick drum solo fiasco.

When the next song comes on you can tell that it's a Led Zeppelin song, given the familiar tone of the lead singer. You continue to listen, focusing on the chorus:

"Oh, all of my love, all of my love to you, now All of my love, oh yes, All of my love to you…"

You sit there for a second in the brief silence that follows the song, before you shrug. Dean always included a Led Zeppelin song in his mixtapes because he wanted to continue your education of music with one of his favorite bands.

The next song begins and you immediately know what it is, "Feel Like Makin' Love" by Bad Company. Dean had included the song in a previous mixtape, not to mention you had heard it before on a tape he played when the two of you were together in his room at the bunker. Your cheeks blush as you remember what you were doing when it played. He had plenty of mixtapes that were devoted to that particular subject.

But this time you really sit and listen to the words of the song, highlighter poised high over the page:

"Darling, I don't live without you And your love… Darling, if I live without you, I live without love…"

It makes you think of Dean again. You sigh to yourself wishing that it was already time to go back to see him.

There are actually some nice lyrics in this song. You think making a note in the margins of the textbook perched on your knee. You look back up to survey the empty room. The only patron is still in the corner snoring away.

The next song is one that you liked to listen to, "All I Wanna Do is Make Love to You" by Heart:

"Fate tell me it's right, is this love at first sight?... All I wanna do is make love to you..."

You bite the inside of your cheek. Dean never called it "making love," but you never pressed him for that, you knew that was what you were doing together. Dean might not be the best at expressing his feelings all the time, but you saw it in his actions. Dean took care of you, spent time with you, and went out of his way to make sure you were happy. You knew that he wouldn't do any of those things if he didn't love you. Not to mention you knew that his father made things like discussing feelings seem worthless. You were gently coaxing those things out of him, making sure that he knew you wouldn't think him less of a man to tell you how he felt.

I mean, he's never said that he "loved me," but I think he does.

The song that follows is another Bad Company song that you'd never heard, but the lyrics stir deep in your chest:

"I can't get enough of your love, I've got to tell ya baby, that I I love you so much I can't get enough of your love..."

You sit back in your chair, textbook forgotten and pause the tape. You couldn't help but notice that all the songs had a particular theme and you couldn't understand why.

When you hit play the next two are Van Halen, one of your favorite bands, and you immediately recognize both songs. The quick pace of "So This is Love" washes over you, making your heartbeat spike with the beat of the drums.

"Yes, she knows she's mine And ain't letting go So this is love? Ooh I need you love, Baby, got to have your love…"

Your breath catches in your chest as "When It's Love" starts to play and the smooth sound of the piano tickles against your skin.

"When it's love Ooh, when it's love Hey it'll last forever When it's love You and I We're going to feel this thing together…"

And before you can think about the words the next song follows, "Is This Love?" by Whitesnake.

"I feel my love for you growing stronger Day by day And I can't wait to see you again So I can hold you in my arms Is this love that I'm feeling? Is this love or am I dreaming? This must be love 'Cause it's really got a hold on me…"

The next song that follows is Styx, "Babe" and you had heard it on a previous playlist Styx tape that Dean loaned you when he found out that you'd never heard anything by the band before. But this time the song catches you off guard.

"'Cause I'll be lonely without you And I'll need your love to see me through But please believe me, my heart is in your hands 'Cause I'll be missing you Babe, I love you…"

You sit there in the silence that follows "Babe," unable to stop the rapid beat of your heart recognizing the familiar theme with all of the other songs on the mixtape and unable to stop focusing on the final words of the song.

"Babe, I love you..."

You take a sip of your iced coffee, tapping your highlighter against your textbook while trying to gather your thoughts. But you couldn't focus on anything on the page. Your thoughts turn to the funny name that Dean decided to call the mixtape.

It's just a coincidence. Dean made another mixtape with songs that he wanted to share with me-

And then the Jim Croce song, "I'll Have to Say I Love You In a Song," comes back on. And you understand. It was exactly what Dean was doing. He was saying "I love you" the only way he knew how.

You look at the label of the cassette again, running your thumb over the writing.

You initially thought that the "In Case I Do Something Stupid" title Dean wrote, meant that he wanted you to listen to the tape whenever he pissed you off for being careless on a hunt, but now you realize the title referred to if Dean hurt you, if he broke your heart somehow along the way, the tape was a reminder and a confession of his love. A reminder that he wasn't going to give you up, that he was going to fix it the best way he could, and that he was going to love you for the rest of his life.

Why didn't I listen to this sooner?

Dean POV

He tapped his pen anxiously against the ancient text as he laid across his bed, glancing every few seconds at the dark phone on his left.

You still hadn’t called.

It’d been three days since you said you would listen to the mixtape, three days of absolute agony. Dean sighed looking back at the text but he couldn’t focus on any of the words.

What if she listened to it and didn’t love me? What if that’s why she wasn’t calling? He thought to himself, frown deepening.

He’d thought about saying it to you a million times, almost said it on the phone three days ago, but he was afraid. Dean didn’t like admitting that, but it was true. His fear that you would reject his declaration of love kept him from whispering the three little words that he’d wanted to say from the moment you’d met and patched him up two years ago. He'd never said it to anyone before, but he'd never wanted to say it to anyone before he met you.

He glances back at his phone hopefully as the screen illuminates, but it's only a notification from his email. It was past six am, but every time Dean tried to go to sleep all he could think about was you, you and the fact that you hadn't called or texted.  Dean taps the pen on the book again, as his heart continues to sink.

Why is this so hard? Why can’t I just say it to her? I should call and tell her right now-

Dean picks up his phone, but then puts it down.

Because what if you had listened to the tape and this was your way of avoiding him.

What if she'll never call me back and this is it? What if this is her way of saying that she doesn't love me and she doesn't know how to get around the awkwardness of calling to tell me that she doesn't?

His heart seized in his chest to think that.

His mind began to circle the drain again, thinking of all the things he said to you the night that you told him that you wanted him five months ago. He had been surprised of course. You were so different than him, so warm and full of life that it made him feel like he’d swallowed the sun whenever he was around you. He didn't realize that you'd wanted him as much as he wanted you, in fact, half the time Dean believed that he didn't deserve to be with someone like you, not after all the things he'd done.

Dean rolls over on his back to look up at the ceiling of his bedroom, tracing the cracks in the metal and the familiar patches of rust, hoping for sleep to give him some relief.

But he can't, all he can think about is you.

Dean remembers his younger years, his years of stringing women along and flirting with whatever caught his eye. But you made him better man and that's why he loved you. You knew him better than anyone else, saw his flaws, allowed him to be open and vulnerable for the first time. You didn't make him feel like less of a man when he expressed emotions and you allowed him to break. Dean couldn't wait to see you again, because when he was with you, he didn't feel the albatross hanging around his neck.

A loud, frantic knocking at his door stirs him from his thoughts.

"I'm not in the mood Sammy." Dean grumbles.

He throws his muscular forearm over his eyes to shut out the light above and to staunch the flow of self-deprecating thoughts.

The knocking persists.

Dean sighs loudly, before standing from his bed and walking to the solid metal door, his hotdog pajama pants swishing against his ankles.

"I said I'm not-" Dean looks up where Sam's face usually would be, but sees nothing.

What?

Then he drops his gaze and he sees you. Your cheeks are flushed bright red, hair blown back away from your face in tangles, wearing Dean's favorite pair of jeans, the ones that hug you so tight that it makes him have a hard time focusing. Your smile breaks something in his chest, spreading warmth and comfort through his body like a wildfire.

Dean can't remember the last time he felt comfort before he met you. When you were with him it felt like home, something that he was missing for so long in his life.

"Hey Sweetheart, what are you doing he-" He barely gets the words out before you throw yourself at him. Dean stumbles back with the force of your tackle as your lips find his, arms wrapping around the back of his neck to grip his bare shoulders and pull his face further down to yours.

Dean falls backward on the bed with you on top of him, the thick volume pressing into his back painfully, but he doesn't feel it all he's aware of is you. How your body feels on top of his, how your lips move together as one, and the soft sounds you make into his mouth when he deepens the kiss and drags his hands down to your hips.

You pull back out of breath, lips bright pink. "I listened to it. I'm so sorry it took me so long."

"You did?" Dean's hands are comfortably seated on top of your hips, squeezing just enough that he knows you're here, you're real, and he didn't fall asleep.

"Yeah, and I didn't want to say this on the phone." Your eyes are bright. "I love you too Dean."

Dean's heart skips a beat, an uncontrollable smile shining from his face with your confession. He can't remember a single solitary moment in which he'd felt so much love, comfort, and happiness surging beneath his skin.

"You do?" He didn't mean to ask it, but the little voice was back spreading doubt.

"Of course I do. It's impossible not to." You lean down to kiss him again, your fingertips flitting over his muscular torso in a way that makes pins and needles trace in their wake. "But I'd like to hear you say it." Your forehead presses against his, hair tickling his cheeks.

"I love you y/n." Dean whispers. He watches the way your blush swells over your cheeks, smile widening with his words. And all he wants is to make you smile like that for the rest of his life, to bask in your glow because you are the sun.

Dean secures his hand at the back of your head and draws you down to him, losing himself in the warmth of your love and the soft promise of what tomorrow would bring.

List of Songs In This Fic:

I'll Have to Say I Love You In A Song by Jim Croce

Stand Beside Me by Kansas

Caught Up In You by 38 Special

I Was Made For Lovin' You by Kiss

Your Song by Elton John

Open Arms by Journey

Faithfully by Journey

All My Love by Led Zeppelin

Feel Like Makin' Love by Bad Company

All I Want To Do Is Make Love To You by Heart

Can't Get Enough by Bad Company

So This Is Love by Van Halen

When It's Love by Van Halen

Is This Love? by Whitesnake

Babe by Styx

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So now that i have learnt that asking u questions will not make u want to brutally murder me, ITS MY TURN AAAHAHHAHAHAH-

Numéro Un : Whats ur main's lore??? The parasite dudeeeeeeeeee >:))))

Numara İki : Who is your least and most fav battler from ALL of RBB (its not the same question i swear!!!!!!!!)

Numero Tatlo : Give the finalists a scent or/and a song.

Numero Cuatro : Will we see more of Lana, Bella and Hoopie?? I needed to ask this for the girliessss (btw from clues left around here and there, im guessing Bella and Steak are shapeshifters???)

Nummer Fünf : KREEK GOT POSSESED BY BILL CIPHER- is the guy ok 😞😞😞💔💔💔 How often will we see TMA x RBB?? Like how many more are u expecting atm???

Numero Sei : This one is abt BLSMP, kinda like mini questions;

Will we see Megan in action of vengeance soon?

Will Pink get his cookie??

Russo.

How long will day 6 and 7 be? Like chapters and chapter lenght????

-. ..- -- -... . .-. / --... : Are you overworking yourself? Yk if you are, just for our entertainment. Stop. Take a breather. Its not worth it <3

HAVE A SMOOTH DAY BYEEEE >:DDDD

bugbo. im sorry i had to 😰😰😞😞😞💔💔💔💔🤯🤯🤯😭😭😭😭👹👹👹🥰🥰🥰

( why am i like this )

Why are there Bin Weevils in my askbox. Anyway, answers to your questions under the cut!!

Question 1: C!YanDan is…something, certainly. He was formed by negative energy generated when a crystal exploded (if you know, you know), and that negative energy cloud possessed a malnourished unused clone in the basement of a laboratory in the woods. He dislikes DanTDM on principle, but like, he’s only met the guy once. These days, he’s just a hitman who gets sent out on slightly more unscrupulous jobs, alongside his friends. You can find his reference, as well as his two friend’s references, here, here and here. There’s also their boss, but I haven’t uploaded him yet.

Question 2: Least favourite, uh, the ones who’ve turned out to be not-nice people behind the scenes, I guess? You know the ones. Favourite is probably Tanqr and Kreek, because I’m basic as fuck. But also, underrated favourites are Hyper, Jackeryz and Calixo. Oh, Think, Preston and BigB are also up there, but I like them for other reasons.

Question 3: I’m going to do songs because I don’t know scents all too well. Some of these I am very certain of, some of these are just flat out vibes.

KreekCraft: The Main Character - Will Wood

Tanqr: Ruthlessness - EPIC: The Musical

DylanHyper: Waiting In The Wings - Tangled: The Series

AshleyTheUnicorn: Get Down - Six: The Musical

PinkLeaf: No More: LongestSoloEver

iBella: Gon’ be real I don’t have a song in mind for Bella. Most of the songs I listen to don’t really fit her.

DenisDaily: Vending Machine of Love: The Stupendium

Question 4: That depends on what universe you’re asking about. Lana and Bella have major roles in the TMA AU, so they’ll likely appear more there! Bella’s also pretty important to some of my other AUs, but we’ll cross that bridge when we get there. Hoopie, meanwhile…I don’t really include her? Mainly because I don’t fukcing know what her and Tanqr have going on. Are they dating? Are they just friends? I don’t know how she fits in. In my take on canon, I have them in a weird situationship where they don’t even know what they are. So…yeah.

Question 4.5: Correct on Bella - she is a shapeshifter! Her knowledge on human anatomy has gotten a lot better, but that accursed Rthro render was the result when she…didn’t. Steak, meanwhile, is just a slab of meat. He doesn’t have bones. He doesn’t have hair. He just has meat slabs carved (and skin) to look vaguely human. (His hair’s texture is either cartilage or leather, I haven’t decided).

Question 5: If I had a nickel for every time Hunt!Kreek was referred to as Bill Cipher, I’d have two nickels. Which isn’t a lot, but it’s weird that it’s happened twice, right? In all seriousness, no, he is not okay. The TMA AU (at least, Kreek’s side of it) can basically be summarised by “one man (Kreek) gets haunted by and slowly turns into a fucked up version of his YouTube channel mascot” and with that comes a major sanity slippage. I’d love to release more TMA AU content, and I do have some stored! It just depends on my motivation and what I want to release. Right now I’m working on writing a full plot outline to make my life easier when talking about it, but it’s taking some time.

Question 6: Bold of you to assume she hasn’t already done that. In fact, in the next chapter, I’d say she’s about to do the exact opposite.

Question 6.25: Once Ashley is in a situation where she knows how to make one.

Question 6.5: Russo, what are you doing. RUSSO NO-

Question 6.75: Day 6 has 7 chapters, Day 7 has 6 (planned, subject to change). Word count depends on what happens in them - some of the Day 6 chapters have a LOT GOING ON.

-. . …- . .-. / --. --- -. -. .- / --. .. …- . / -.-- --- ..- / ..- .—. : I think I’m fine!! I’m doing a lot of work right now because I’m gonna be quite busy with life during the next year when things pick up, so you know, getting ahead of the game. I’ve gone from being 2 chapters ahead to being 7, so I’m pretty proud of that. Then again, literally 30 minutes after I read this ask I managed to spill boiling water all over my hand and now I can’t really type, so…there’s that.

[hyukascampfire]

🌰 here! hi ashlynn, how was your weekend? i hope you got to rest a lot ♡ i’m glad you like the pseudonym; grilled chestnuts are my favourite winter snack so it was an easy choice to make.

and wow, the plot thickens! it seems we’re hurtling right towards the foreshadowed duel between prince and rebel! (i’m putting my money on ▇▇▇▇.) i must say, though, i really love the contrast between the ways in which you developed mc’s chemistry with both contenders. while her interactions with yeonjun all take place in romantic, grand and/or dreamlike decors, her little moments with taehyun are often set in bleak, humble and/or dangerous places. there’s also, obviously, the fact that yeonjun is so expressive about his feelings and taehyun, so reserved about his. it should feel like one has an edge over the other… and yet! and yet, the romance never feels like it’s unequally distributed. (although i suppose taehyun and mc’s “pay-off” has yet to occur? it appears to me that it did sort of happen in the last chapter, since making himself understood is his biggest struggle and he did, in fact, manage to make his intentions clear for once... but then he fucked up? what was the “pay-off” of yeonjun and mc’s romantic storyline, btw? to me it would seem like the part where he kneels in public but idk how everyone else perceives it!) either way, i find that mc has as much tension with taehyun as she does with yeonjun and only a fantastic writer could achieve such mastery. i don’t think i should be reading this for free. oh, i also love how the notion of “promise” was brought up several times in part five. the subtle references to the star seekers lore in your own lore are *chef’s kiss*

thanks for the kind words last time! now that i’m done rambling, i have another test to go study for (◞‸◟) know that i’m also rooting for you in return!

oh my gosh i was so excited to see this ask when i woke up 😣 my weekend has been nice but a lil busy because i’m preparing for a trip! i’ve never tried grilled chestnuts (i actually have no idea what a chestnut tastes like) but now i want some. they sound so cozy and all i can think of is that one christmas song line about chestnuts roasting over the fire 🙂‍↕️

things are definitely getting more tense between taehyun and yeonjun. yeonjun is NOT afraid to overstep and taehyun… i can’t say what i want to say here 🤭

i’m so glad that you guys are able to feel the difference. i tried to be very intentional in the portrayal of the two different lifestyles that MC leads when interacting with the both of them! i hoped to make the reader feel the difference in the scenes to subconsciously sort of feel the same way that MC feels, loving the wist with yeonjun and then brought right back down to earth when interacting with taehyun. i think there’s also something to be said about how MC doesn’t really tackle or think about her problems with yeonjun, but when she’s around taehyun she usually is forced to contend with them.

i think that the payoff for taehyun has definitely not come yet, and yeonjun’s (in my opinion) comes a little later as well. you’ll just have to wait and see…. >:) yeonjun’s confession scene was definitely a massive payoff, though. maybe the ‘big’ moment between them, but i’m not 100% sure, we’ll see how things happen 😭

also PLS😭 TSFAWC is going to end up being around the average fantasy novel length when it’s done, i feel it :,)

wishing you so much luck on your test! oh my god, they’ve got you guys working hard out here ⁉️⁉️🫤 you’re all smart cookies, i can tell just by how in depth you guys are with your theories and stuff. you’ll do amazing i know it! love u 🌰 anon!!!

[mallydajester]

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✯ Favorite season: 🍁Autumn🍁

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Zoophilia, any fucking paraphilia fuck of and ksy for the love of Satan, your not valid

If your problematic DNI w me, idfk kys idfc wtf u did gtfo of my page if ur problematic (idk like if u did something bad gtfo)

If ur 10-13 please leave, i literally post gore, hypnosis, furry crap, sometimes slurs, if you start crying i was warning you

Any corn account with real corn please get the fuck out of my page and never come back, do i have to fucking explain?

Please no homophobia, Racism, or any hateful comments, i do not accept any of that shit

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⛓️Things you'll see in my page⛓️

Gore/blood crap

OC's n' fursona art

Pressure Fanart n' horror (trust me you'll see a lot of that fucking crap on this page)

Doodle's n' shitty art

Sometimes posts i like and reblog

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✯ Closer - Nine inch nails

✯ You're so creepy - Ghost town

✯ In my mouth - Black dresses

✯ Masquerade - Siouxxie

✯ Molly - MSI

✯ Shut me up - MSI

✯ Cupcakes.mp3 - Siouxxie

✯ It Hurts - MSI

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🥩🦇FANDOMS IM IN🦇🥩

Cookie run kingdom (🍪)

Slendytubbies (🩸)

Ultrakill (🔫/🩸)

Pressure (🐟)

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Pokemon (👾)

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The Mandela Catalogue (👁️)

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My little pony (🐴)

Five nights at Freddy's (🎮)

I Have No Mouth And I Must Scream (👁️/🤖)

All tomorrows (👽)

Beetlejuice (🖤 💚)

Hazbin hotel (👿)

Gravity falls (⚠️/👁️)

Undertale (💀)

Dreams of an insomniac (👁️/🎃)

Garden of BanBan (👁️)

Portal (🔫)

Hollow knight (🪲)

Minecraft (⬜)

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Bill cipher (GF)

Sebastian solace (pressure)

AM (IHNMAIMS)

Clyde (Dreams of an insomniac)

V1 (Ultrakill)

Qu (All tomorrows)

Bittergiggle (GOBB)

Shadow Tubby (ST3)

Adam (HH)

Striker (HH)

Cesar Torres (TMC)

Gabriel (TMC)

Painter (Pressure)

Angler (pressure)

Stanford pines (GF)

Doll (MD)

GLaDOS (Portal)

Asmodeus (HH)

Wheatley (Portal)

Discord (MLP)

Marionette (FNAF)

Shadow milk cookie (CRK)

Moondrop (FNAF)

Abel (HH)

Ice juggler cookie (CRO)

Lychee dragon cookie (CRO)

Marx (Kirby)

Dimentio (SPM)

Meowscarada (Pokemon)

Piedmon (Digimon)

Angemon (Digimon)

Beelzemon (digimon)

Lucifer (HH)

Blitzo (HB)

Noo Noo (ST3)

Grimm (HK)

Enderman (Minecraft)

Pure vessel (HK)

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Persona/fursona refrence sheet, feel free to draw him idfc anyway i never receive Fanart anyway

[callsignspark]

Elle! ⭐️⭐️⭐️

I will happily accept anything from MM! (But I’m particularly soft over the Panera chapter, if you’ve got anything you want to share from that one!)

alexa!!! 🫶💖🦐 so something I’m particularly proud of with mar[r]y me is that I’ve been dropping hints and alluding to Mary and Bradley’s happy ending in every chapter and all the one shots. (I mean we all know it’s gonna be a happy ending since the story description literally tells the audience this is the story of how they fall in love!) but all the clues are there leading up to the chapter when they say those three words, you just don’t realize it yet! and I will happily talk about the panera chapter in more detail using some lines that foreshadow their happily ever after!

They run into traffic on the highway, an accident taking four lanes down to one, and when they arrive at the restaurant, Bradley realizes Mary has fallen asleep in his front seat. - This is a super significant moment for Mary! Due to some bad past experiences she gets very nervous when other people drive, she drives 99% of the time and there are very few exceptions where she feels comfy with others behind the wheel. So for her to be able to fall asleep while he’s driving is huge! (important in ch. 11)

She had done all of that, and more, so that Danielle and Reuben could fully focus on the arrival of their newest family member without worry. - A classic MM/BB moment where she’s just being her wonderful, thoughtful self and he’s in awe of how she’s able to do it all! (important in ch. 11)

“She fell asleep on the way here, and I felt bad enough waking her up to ask what she wanted, so she’s sleeping in the car with the doors locked.” // There’s a moment of silence so long that Bradley checks to make sure he didn’t get disconnected. “Payback?” - If we were to have video of the other end of the call, we would see Reuben and Danielle Fitch looking into an invisible camera like on The Office. Those two really are Mary’s bestest friends and the siblings she always wanted her brothers to be. They continue to love and protect their girl like they have since day one!! (important in ch. 12)

“I’ll just fill it up for her after we get home.” He mutters, trying to decide whether to get two or three lemon drop cookies. - Throughout Bradley continuously refers to Mary’s rental house as “home” despite not living there and not being anything more than her friend. I’ve been dropping that usage as a subtle reference to how he feels about her, before he himself realizes the depths of his feelings. (She’s home to him. He loves her.) (important in ch. 11)

Her key is in her front pocket, and he can’t even think about trying to get it out. - Something he has no problem doing in chapter 11 👀

Her car is an overload for his senses; the interior smells like her perfume, subtle and flowery with a hint of orange. - We’ve seen how many times her perfume has thrown him for a loop. But there’s one time coming up that’s a real doozy! (important in ch. 10)

He wants to ask her, to take her out properly - dinner and a movie or something equally cliché for a first date. But every time he suggests coffee or lunch with just the two of them, hinting at it being more than friends, she turns it into a group affair. - We found out in the grocery store one shot why she keeps doing that! But no fear, Reuben and Dani keep encouraging him!

He’s trying to keep his imagination from running wild, but it’s hard when he can hear Mary humming along to his favorite Jim Croce song while she washes her hair. - I won’t say which song (I don’t think I have so far either?) but this song is a big (h u g e) moment in chapter 10!!!

She leans into the kiss he presses on her forehead, eyes closed for a moment after he pulls away. “Night, Bradley.” // “G’night, honey.” - the last lines of chapter 11 but said in a very different situation.

okay that’s it for this one!!! (I can’t do more or we’ll end up analyzing the entire chapter lol) but once MM is done I’ll have to make a post that connects all of the little hints and easter egg type things that I’ve buried in the story!!!

[virocci]

harrooooooooooo life update time again :3

on the 23rd i maaade sooooooooooooooooo many cookies. i made gingersnap cookies, peanut butter w/ chocolate chip cookies, sugar cookies, chocolate chip cookies, double chocolate cookies, aaaaaaaaand mint double chocolate cookies. they were so yummy :3 my favourite was the mint double chocolate :D i love everything mint chocolate, i love mint chocolate in general iz js so yummy >:3

on Christmas eve a close family member of mine was supposed to get knee surgery (that feeling when knee surgery is tmr 😋) buuut it got cancelled cuz they were sick :( I ended up visiting my grandparents and watched a few Christmas movies with my family :> I helped my mom with mine and my brother Santa presents since my bro is still little and she got us new moniters <3 they are ultrawide and r taking some time to get used to lol, I had to adjust my entire desk just so it could fit.

todayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy was christmas !!! (im writing this at 1:35am the next day but we ignore that) I got sho many yummy yummy gifts this year :D I got a new microphone, a 512GB USB stick which I ACTUALLY NEEDED SOOOOO BAD (my storage is going to thank me lol) and some other stuffs, esp clothes :D I help with our Christmas party as well, my family always hosts Christmas and its rlly fun :> my dad likes to do a twist on white elephant every year, this year we added bingo in the mic and twas very fun. i love Christmas, iz such a happy day :3

on a more bleh note, the guy I liked who got a gf (I'm going to start referring to him as eggrolls) unfollowed me on insta and forced unfollowed me from him. ion rlly care that much but I'm js curious why eggrolls would do that, though he is the type to cut off any and all girls if he's in a relationship, or his gf could've said he doesn't like him talking to me. idk what it could be :\ tbh I just kinda wish he said something before doing that, he does have a public account though so I just went ahead and refollowed him. we were rlly good friends, idk why he would just unfollow me like that. he's also pretty much ghosted me since halfway through November (which is around when he and his gf started dating) so like idk. i thought we were good friends so ig I js wish he said smthin about it rather than just ghosting me, yknow? its kind of an asshole thing to just leave hanging someone with no explanation. ig I'm just gonna distance myself from him now, he's not worth my time if he's just gonna ghost me and pretend nothing happened. i think the worst part is that he has two ppl I'm friends with still friended on his account that ik weren't as close to him but I get the boot. idk its all js kinda weird I suppose, ppl are weird. i wish ppl could communicate more rather than just GHOSTING PPL COUGH COUGH

dont ghost ppl chat, thats not nice :(

unless ofc its a situation where the only thing you can do is ghost them

anyways, on a brighter note, i finished the big zzz event w/ the bangboos :3 I found it kinda difficult on some levels but its prbly just because I don't play tower defense games much lol. fugue also released on hsr, I don't think ill be pulling for her but shes rlly pretty so ill maybe get her on a rerun!!!!! i also STILL have not built sunday lol. i just CANT GET THE RIGFHT STATS ON THE RIGHT RELICS. i swear everytime I get stats its always on the dud set. tis so aggarvating.

thank you again for reading my silly rant <3

i value everyone whos willing to listen to me <3

pretty pintrest pic for u :3

(and a song bcuz i felt like it)

[deutoplasmic]

HELP SUSPICIOUS SHOSEI 😭 it’s like hes secretly a tanuki getting into all sorts of trouble

FENGFAN BEST BOY ITS TRUE ITS TRUE

omg same though my chinese isnt good enough to keep up with people especially if theyre from 东北 😭 theyll be saying stuff so fast and im like :D what

i love all kinds of cookies!! as long as they dont have raisins in them,,, i have the taste buds of a toddler

thats okay 😔 if we wanted to stan smart people we would be stanning men 😔 OOOO WHOS YOUR DXTEEN BIAS? i havent gotten around to most of their content yet so i dont know the braincell count ranking

okay so lets just say (jo1’s fandom name)(jo1’s fandom name)subs. has a carrd. 🫡🏴‍☠️ u get me? 🫡🏴‍☠️ have fun 😙

uh. honestly animation just takes a lot of training and patience lmaO you just keep practicing till your brain explodes 😭 and yea knitting and crocheting are so much fun to me!! i feel like a cat playing with yarn lmao

RIGHT YOU GET ME!!! i love a good ruined boy. makes me wanna give rihito head pats

i like. a bunch of artists lmao the songs i sent you are barely the tip of the iceberg 😭

you're not here to ask questions you're here to take his laundry and get paid 🤑🤑🤑 BUT TANUKI SHOSEI IS SO REAL. hes too cute and wholesome he has to be doing smth nefarious

omg i remember poking the ini ao3 tag and there are a bunch of chinese fans who keep writing kimunishi smut LMAO like goddamn nothing about your homeland boy

OK same boat same boat 😔🤝 aforementioned irl's mother is from 东北 and she's honestly pretty easy to understand but. yeah. it's the 儿话 for me bro 😔😔😔 fake it til you make it i suppose

oh my GOD YOURE SO REAL FOR NO SULTANAS cannot stand them they're so bad. sultana bread my beloathed. i can't lie sometimes i buy the custard thingies meant to introduce infants to different foods bc it's cheaper than actually buying a proper custard carton 😰

ofc 😔 all the smart people are off getting office jobs or whatever not becoming idols 😔 omg i like koshin but at like certain angles he looks disturbingly like 周深 it's a bit scary. tbh i only watch the dxteen content with premises that i find interesting...... bc i can't be bothered to watch them all.......... if it helps their academic test had 2 people get under 10/50. koshin highest scorer got 32 (?)/50 and second place nalu (?) got 25/50. so. yknow. but the quiz was a bit silly there was a quote in it which was by from some american guy in the 1800s or smth that was apparently part of like the civil smth subject

i do get you 🙏 thank you very much. i will keep it for reference 🙏

wait that is genuinely so cool. damn it (me when things take effort) ...... but YES omg i made like two beanies in like may to prepare for the winter and . never used them . it's like nearly spring so um. either way what kind of stuff do you make???

YES idk something about a pathetic flop fail boy.... so very tasteful....... rihito trying to practice confessing by pretending his cat is you and not noticing you walking in and witnessing it all.... and when he sees you he's like "UHHHH WELL GOTTA FIND THE CAT LOL" and speeds out the door like it's life or death. and his cat is still sitting there

[girlsweetvoiced]

oh thats cool! i love music i tried to get into learing to play piano but its so difficult to coordinate both of my hands- i need more practice i guess im more confident about playing guitar but im still getting there :) journaling i havent tried ever but it seems cool what do you like to cook or bake? im trying to learn more récipes bc i end up cooking like the same 4 things every week lol i like pasta récipes the most ig im not that into baking and hitting the gym well lets just say i try my best to at least show up everyday lmaoo

and what style of fashion are you into? is that how you word it anyways im not a fashionable person at all-

i took piano lessons as a kid so i think that’s why it comes to me a bit more naturally! im not too good at guitar i just play the same songs over and over >.< but u need to try journaling!!!! it’s literally life changing, just write whatever comes to mind and don’t put any pressure on yourself

one of my friends is a pastry chef so she put me onto good baking techniques and we made a strawberry shortcake together but i honestly love baking cookies lol cuz they’re my fave and i’ve been trying to make some focaccia too. i get a lot of my cooking recipes from ig and substack (the love list by emma lovewell is rlly good and the sunday stack) but i make tanzanian food as a staple like pilau and mchicha

it’s hard to say what kind of style im intooo… i guess whatever’s on my blog and whatever archive runway references my friends send me :)))

[dazed--sunflower]

cont.

48. Do you sing in the shower? if i have a song in my heart

49. Do you dance in the car? yes

50. Ever used a bow and arrow? no

51. Last time you got a portrait taken by a photographer? June 1st!

52. Do you think musicals are cheesy? depends, but usually no!

53. Is Christmas stressful? yes

54. Ever eat a pierogi? ya!

55. Favorite type of fruit pie? coconut (it counts!!!)

56. Occupations you wanted to be when you were a kid? veterinarian

57. Do you believe in ghosts? yes!!!

58. Ever have a Deja-vu feeling? YES!!! I find comfort in them

59. Take a vitamin daily? not lately

60. Wear slippers? no

61. Wear a bath robe? no

62. What do you wear to bed? currently i am wearing a big t-shirt

63. First concert? Hillary Duff

64. Wal-Mart, Target or Kmart? I don't go to any of these...so...Target?

65. Nike or Adidas? Adidas!!!

66. Cheetos Or Fritos? Cheetos

67. Peanuts or Sunflower seeds? Peanuts

68. Favorite Taylor Swift song? I don't listen to her, but I somehow got aggressively into "Maroon" and her Red album was my favorite when I was in high school

69. Ever take dance lessons? no :-(

70. Is there a profession you picture your future spouse doing? i'm worried about my own profession!!!

71. Can you curl your tongue? nope

72. Ever won a spelling bee? ALMOST IN FIFTH GRADE I LOST BECAUSE I COULDN'T HEAR the word was talc!!!!!!!

73. Have you ever cried because you were so happy? frequently

74. What is your favorite book? Jurassic Park :-)

75. Do you study better with or without music? depends on the subject i'm studying

76. Regularly burn incense? no, I think they're bad for cats?

77. Ever been in love? i like to think so, but i don't know

78. Who would you like to see in concert? I feel like I've seen everyone I've wanted to, but always George Clanton

79. What was the last concert you saw? M83!!

80. Hot tea or cold tea? depends on the weather

81. Tea or coffee? tea!

82. Favorite type of cookie? chocolate chip

83. Can you swim well? yes!

84. Can you hold your breath without holding your nose? no :-(

85. Are you patient? trying to be more patient, but relatively! it depends on what it is

86. DJ or band, at a wedding? let me DJ my own

87. Ever won a contest? maybe a staring contest

88. Ever have plastic surgery? no

89. Which are better black or green olives? black

90. Opinions on sex before marriage? cool if u want, cool if not!!!! but ur not going to hell regardless!

91. Best room for a fireplace? living room, but mine is blocked off because i am scared of them

92. Do you want to get married? yes but i want to elope in a beautiful location and then maybe do a dance party or something (refer to me being the DJ)

[lovely-lamy]

May I request a Headcanon of the dorm leader's reaction to their S/O singing "It's a small world" to the point the song gets stuck in their head. I'll give you a cookie if the Leona Headcanon took place in chapter 3.

I removed some characters cuz idk what to put in their hc, I honestly dk the song so I have to search it up

Dorm Leaders reaction:S/O singing "It's a small world"

TW:Minor Spoilers, GN!Reader, Reader was refered as childish

|A/N: Ik u want a S/O but I don't rlly know how to make this somewhat romantic kinda vibes, so feel free to think of this as a platonic HC or just imagine they are not yet dating|

Riddle Rosehearts

A children song??

The first tme he heard you sing that is during your food break.

While Ace, Deuce, Cater, and Trey are talking, you are just there singing a children song and not having a care to anything around you

At first he's mildly annoyed by it

"They sure are noisy"

Also called you childish during the duel and said something about your parents

After the OB incident, he apologized to you and everyone ofc

You two would hang out more because you would always suggest it, and he would agree if he has a time to spare

Which apparently led to you on singing that again and again around him to the point where it distracts him most of the time

The lyrics won't come out of his head

He probably memorized it at this point

He can't even sleep because of thinking of it or focus on his studies

He would sometimes accidentally write a part of the lyrics on his paperwork because he's thinking of it too much

Though, all of this would only happen when you're not around

He's so used to hearing your voice sing that, that he already has it permanently locked in his head

Over time, he gets used to it

He wouldn't say this to anyone but whenever someone broke a major rule and scolded them, he would try to think of the song again to cool a little

Maybe because it reminds him of you

"You sure are noisy...hm hehe"

Leona Kingscholar

He just wants to sleep...why?

He let you and Grim stay in his room when Azul took your dorm and he is rethinking about his decision

He is honestly annoyed

He hate hate HATE the song. Told you to "Shut up or else I'll kick you out"

Which you didn't, but at least you lower down your tone

He stayed awake for a little while, looking like he's plotting to strangle you while laying down and trying to make a sleep

He did fall asleep for about 3 mins

He complained in the morning about not having enough sleep because of you, despite the fact that he has way more sleep than you do

I am positive most of us sleep very late or even at sunrise

It happened for night but he just plugged his ears, it works, but he can still hear you a little

After Azul got defeated, he's relieved he finally got his room to himself again

But then your childish song started playing on repeat in his head

Usually at this time you would prepare for bed while singing again and again, he's so used to it

He'd rather die than admit, but he misses those nights

Right now, he feels lonely again

He would think of it every night in his bedroom, having a strange ache in his head and chest

He would always complain to Ruggie about losing an hour of sleep because of it and Ruggie just laughed and teased Leona

"What an annoying herbivore"

Vil Schoenheit

He thinks you're far mature for age to like this song but he doesn't discriminate

He keeps this thought to himself

If Vil is being honest he would've included you for VDC, your voice is beautiful

But like the other two, he is a bit annoyed at the fact that you sing that literally everywhere and anywhere when you get the chance, you even have no shame about it

He will credit you for your confidence and ignorance to those who scream at you to stop but will you please pick another song that seems calming at least?

Well, at least you don't do it during the meeting...

The more he pass by you in the halls, the more the song digs into his brain to the point of it not finding a way out

Wouldn't think of it everytime but it would suddenly enter his brain at random moments and he's like "What-"

It mostly comes whenever it seems to be quiet by the time, mostly at night which is unlucky for him

"Ah...can't I just have my needed rest"

Over time, he gets used to it and will be able to shrug it off easily the next random moments it comes again

(I can't think of anything else for Vil)

Idia Shroud

"Normies...ugh" —Idia's first thought

He just watches you through the cameras since he doesn't really go out of his dorm, don't ask why he's watching you in a the first place

You two wouldn't have met before chap. 6 if it wasn't for Ortho who you recently befriended

He doesn't want to meet but Ortho seems enthusiastic and really wants him to meet you, he would be sad if his big bro didn't do this.

Meeting with you wasn't so bad, you listen to him talking about his likes and you weren't as annoying as he thought

The time passes, Idia feels more comfortable rambling about his waifus around you

Ortho is happy his brother gets a new friend

You started singing your theme song (that's what Idia calls it) when you got comfortable, Idia doesn't like the song

But oh well, at least you don't cut him off, he doesn't really mind it anymore

The more time he spends with you, the more your theme song gets stuck deep into his brain (cuz ur the only person he hangs with +Ortho)

He doesn't get annoyed by it as much as he expected, tho it lure his attention to somewhere else

He would have to replay the game to see what the characters said

It doesn't distract him in his sleep since he only sleeps when he feels tired to the point of passing out (does he even sleep tho? I dont think he needs to, does he?)

Part of him wants to tell you this but a part of him doesn't want to make you uncomfortable

I hope this is good enough for you dear wisher<3

[fmdhanli]

* ੈ✩‧ jealousy turning saints into the seas; mina!

if you asked hanli to name five things about herself that she was proud of, she would probably take a few hours to give you an answer - although one thing is certain, her looks would top the list. she’s not trying to brag but it’s just. . . well, fact. she’s read enough pann posts and comments on wish’s music videos and overheard enough hushed whispers that she’s ALL VISUAL and NO TALENT to know the truth. after all, she was scouted for her looks - in fact, the reason why she’s even lasted so long in the entertainment industry is because she’s pretty. 

and maybe that’s why, in some twisted way, hanli has started to determine her worth based on her looks. if i’m not pretty, she muses as she struggles to stay awake on the makeup chair, no one will like me. back when she was in taiwan, it was easy to calm her overthinking mind - she was always undeniably the best looking, but here, there are so many who are equally as beautiful or god forbid, even more beautiful than she is. and it sucks because it makes hanli feel like she’s in a stupid competition with everyone and anyone that she can’t win and she hates it because it fuels this ugly monster inside of her and she doesn’t want to bring people down but i’m prettier, right? 

that’s exactly why hanli’s dreading the recording of some variety show she’s guesting on, because. . . a certain person will be there. she hasn’t had much interaction with song mina, but from what she’s read online, they say she’s one of most beautiful idols both on the inside and out; a talented singer who “eats cds up”; kind, sweet and optimistic and hanli can’t help but to see green. 

fuck. hanli really, really, really doesn’t want to meet her. 

for @fmdmina

[night-fallz]

XY’s Muse

Based on this prompt

Like I have stated before, this is my first fanfic. Please let me know what you think of it. Any kind of criticism will be welcome.

uploaded on 01/23/21

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Chapter 2

XY was staring at the ceiling. A week has already passed. And he still couldn't stop thinking about the day he spent with Marinette. It was the most fun he'd had in a while.

Before the whole Silencer fiasco, his father would not stop pressuring him to produce a new song. So when they met up for dinner and his dad came up with the idea of stealing someone else's music, he couldn’t bring himself to decline.

XY knew it was wrong.

But all he wanted was the chance to finally impress his dad. Bob Roth might not have the best attitude towards him, but he was all XY had left.

Xy already lost his mom. He would not lose his dad too.

At least, that's what he believed. He should've known that his father was just using him for money. According to his dad, money was the most valuable thing in life.

XY scoffed. He should've known better. He should've known that all his father thought of hi-

He felt a buzz in his pocket and his face immediately brightened. Marinette just texted him!

Marinette: what's up?

Marinette: have u been inspired yet?

Marinette gave XY the idea to just sit back and let inspiration hit him. It was a common idea but it was one that most people tend to forget in the long run.

XY: nothing much

XY: and nope.

XY: my dad has been pressuring me to come up with something tho

Marinette: ignore him

Marinette: he's just mad cause he can't get any ladies

The three dots popped up on his screen.

Marinette: OH CRAP I'M LATE

Marinette: TTYL.

XY rolled his eyes and smiled.

They've been texting back and forth these past few days. He's learned so many things about her and vice versa.

It was nice. It's been a while since XY has had a friend.

Maybe she'll be even more, XY couldn’t help but think as he ran a hand through his hair.

"Huh," XY said out loud. "Even more"

And just like that, inspiration for his next song hit him.

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Marinette was thinking of a certain blonde-haired, blue-eyed musician when she heard her phone ring.

"Tikki!" she screamed, staring at her phone as if it was Hawkmoth himself.. "He's calling me. XY is calling me."

Tikki sighed and floated next to Marinette, "Maybe you should answer it. It would be pretty rude to keep him waiting."

"Right, right," Marinette answered his call and hoped her voice didn’t sound as squeaky as she thought it did.. "Hey."

"Hey."

There was a moment of awkward silence.

Marinette didn’t know what to do. She glanced at the small goddess.

Tikki rolled her eyes at their awkwardness as she gestured to the phone. Ask him why he called you, she mouthed to Marinette.

Marinette nodded. That was a smart idea. "So," Marinette cleared her throat. "Why did you call me?"

"Right, Uhm." Marinette heard him shuffling around his room. "You know how you've been asking me if I was inspired and stuff?"

Marinette's eyes grew wide and a huge smile took over her face as she started to nod before remembering that he couldn't see her. "Yep." she eagerly said, "Did you find any?"

"Yes!" Marinette could hear the excitement in his voice. "I was actually wondering if you wanted to design the outfits for my music video."

Marinette's eyes looked shocked. "Yes!" she jumped around in excitement before remembering she was still in a call with XY. "Why me though?"

XY’s voice sounded confused.. "What do you mean, why you? You're literally perfect for it. You're talented. Plus, everyone loves your designs."

Marinette’s cheeks resembled a tomato. She has never been more thankful for the fact that he couldn't see her right now.

"Thank you." Marinette managed to mumble. "That really means a lot."

"You're welcome." XY said. Marinette had a feeling he was smiling though. "I have to go and have my dad listen to the demo. But I'll text you later, okay?"

"Yep," Marinette whispered and gave Tikki a cookie. "Good luck. I know that whatever song you came up with is gonna sound good. No matter what he'll say."

Marinette heard a faint "Thanks" from the phone before the call ended.

Marinette screamed into her pillow and looked up and saw Tikki look at her with amusement. “I think I like him.”

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"So, what do you think?" XY asked as his father finished listening to his song. "Is it bad? Do you think people will like it?"

Bob Roth grinned at his son. "This is a Masterpiece. Where did you find this?" He gestured to the video of XY singing the song, "Who did you steal this from?"

XY's proud smile immediately turned into a scowl. "What do you mean, who did I steal this from?" He yelled at his dad, his blue eyes glaring at him as he grabbed the demo from the table. "I made it. I came up with it myself." XY felt his eyes tearing up. "Something you would actually know if you thought of me as something more than a money-making machine."

How could he? XY thought as he climbed up the stairs. Is it that hard to believe that I could come up with something good?

XY slammed his door shut. "All I wanted was to prove to him that I wasn't a talentless son." XY put his hands on his face. "I just wanted to make him proud."

XY felt a buzz in his pocket and immediately knew that it was Marinette. After all, she’s the only one that ever texts him.

Marinette: how did it go?

Marinette: did he like it?

XY wiped away the tears that were starting to come out of his eyes. He couldn't help but smile. Marinette certainly had an effect on him.

XY: he called it a masterpiece

Marinette: yes! I knew he would like it.

XY: yeah

XY: but then he asked me who i stole it from

Marinette: THAT JERK

Marinette: WTF

Marinette: THAT's SO MESSED UP

Marinette: HOW COULD HE-

Marinette: DO YOU WANT ME TO BEAT HIM UP FOR YOU????

XY laughed at her text messages. He only started to text her and he already felt better.

XY: no, it's fine

XY: i actually yelled at him

Marinette: ...

Marinette: do you feel better?

XY: actually, yep.

XY: he's a really sucky father

Marinette: for some reason, a lot of the blondes i know have a toxic parent

Marinette: it's kinda sad

XY: maybe it's a paris thing

They texted back and forth, XY laughing at the memes Marinette sent.

XY: You're definitely a daughter of Athena

Marinette: ( ⚆ _ ⚆ )

Marinette: is that a percy jackson reference i see

XY: yep

XY: have u read the books?

Marinette: duh

Marinette: you haven't lived til you've read the books

Marinette: sadly, the movies sucked tho

XY: I KNOW

XY: ANNABETH WASN'T EVEN BLONDE

Marinette: EXACTLY!!

Marinette: SJSJSJSJSJSJ

 Marinette: THE MOVIES SCARED ME FOR LIFE

XY: oh yeah

XY: before i forget

XY: what's ur insta?

Marinette: which one

XY scrunched his eyebrows up in confusion.

XY: What do you mean by which one?

Marinette: i have two

Marinette: one as my personal one and the other one for commissions and stuff

XY: ohhh

XY: smart

Marinette: i know ;)

Marinette: my personal one is @Mdupaincheng and the one for my commissions one if @MDCdesigns

XY switched his apps and searched up Marinette's personal instagram. He clicked on the first result that came up.

The profile picture was Marinette in a blue, silky dress that went just above her ankle. There was a slit on her left leg that showed her knee. It was nighttime and Marinette was practically glowing under the city lights. She was staring at something on her right side, with one hand running through her silky black hair which was down for once.

She looked hot.

After XY stopped admiring her profile picture, he finally noticed her follower count.

She had 200,000 followers. 200,000.

It wasn't as high as XY's follower count, that was still quite a lot.

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XY: i didn't know u were insta famous

Marinette: wdym?  

Marinette: which acc

XY: ur personal one

XY: u have over 200k followers

Marinette thought that she read his text wrong. There's no way that Marinette had that many followers. 200,000? There was no way.

Marinette: ur lying

XY: I'm not.

XY: check ur acc

It's been a while since Marinette has logged onto her personal account. The hate she got the last time she's been signed in was too much for her and when Alya told her to log out and just focus on her other account, @MDCdesigns, she couldn't bring herself to argue against her.

Marinette hasn't even thought of that account since that day. So when she logged in and saw that XY wasn't lying, she accidentally dropped her phone in shock.

Tikki looked at Marinette with a questioning look.  

Marinette ignored her kwami and texted the blue-eyes boy back.

Marinette: HOLY SHIT

Marinette: I HAVE 200k FOLLOWERS

Marinette: HOW TF DID THAT HAPPEN

XY: when was the last time you checked ur acc

Marinette: about 3 months ago

Marinette: the media thought i was adrien's gf and his fangirls came at me

Marinette: i got a ton of hate and a friend of mine told me to log out and just focus on my @MDCdesigns acc

Marinette: so i did

Marinette: i haven't thought abt that acc since then

XY: the fangirls were probably just jealous

XY: it's been months so they probably calmed down

XY: I'm looking through the comments rn and so far the latest hate comment you've got was about 2 weeks ago

XY: you've got a bit of a fanbase yk

Marinette: WHAT DO I DO

Marinette: DO I JUST CONTINUE NOT TO POST OR SHOULD I POST SOMETHING ON MY STORY ABT HOW THANKFUL I AM FOR 200k

Marinette: HOW COME NONE OF MY FRIENDS TOLD ME ABT THIS

XY: don't post anything rn

XY: post a picture of yourself and the caption it something that shows ur thankful for the number of followers u received

XY: OH

XY: a few hours before u post the picture, make sure u post on ur story abt how ur back from ur break on social media

XY: that way ppl will understand why u haven't been active

XY: it'll also have ppl prepared for ur post and they'll be waiting for u to post it

XY: that'll give u more engagement and stuff

Marinette: thank u

Marinette: that was really helpful

Marinette: when should i post something?

Marinette: AND I STILL DONT KNOW WHY MY FRIENDS DIDNT SAY ANYTHING ABT THIS

XY: u told ur friend that u were taking a break from social media right?

Marinette: yes

XY: then they probably weren't expecting u to post anything so they weren't checking ur insta

XY: u should post something on the weekend

XY: that way ppl wouldn't bother u during school this week

XY: if u want i can help u come up with ideas tomorrow?

Marinette: yes, please!

Marinette: do u wanna come over

Marinette: we can plan it in my room so that ppl won't overhear us

XY: guess I'll see u tomorrow then

XY: just text me the time ur available and I'll be there

Marinette: make sure to wear a disguise tho!

Marinette: we got lucky last time and no tabloids caught us

XY: ur right

XY: we must've been really lucky if no one got a pic of us

XY: but okay

XY: I'll wear my best disguise

XY: goodnight, princess

Marinette blinked a few times, making sure she read the text correctly.

Princess.

Marinette: goodnight ♥

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How do you think the pillar men would react to a s/o who’s pretty innocent and a loveable ray of sunshine? Just the sweetest soul ever. Never having any ill intentions towards anyone ever, even if they’re mean to her. S/o has a lot of empathy and is just Disney princess level of kindness and nurturing. Sorry if that’s specific. I just always love the trope for couple that are opposites attract.

Did you mean: H O L L Y K U J O ???

Holly: Jotaro, make sure you eat all your vegetables 🥰 Jotaro: *is about to tell her to F*** off* All 4 of his new Pillarmen step-dads: 😡😡😡😡 Jotaro: *sweating* Yes Mom... 😰

I agree, dear Anon, I'm a bit of a sucker for big intimidating Pillarmen with a sweet little mate ❤❤❤ I'm even more of a sucker for writing it! 🥰😇😘 Please enjoy!

The Pillarmen (separate) with a sweet and nurturing s/o...

(Under the cut for length!)

Kars:

• From the moment he first met you, your kindness was baffling to Kars.

• Even before you two had begun a proper relationship, he took notice that you were always dotting on him.

• Sometimes when he was up in his study, spending hours at his desk as he worked away at piles of paperwork, you would pop in to check up on him every so often with a mug of tea for him in hand; brewed hot and black with no sugar, just the way he liked it.

• Somehow you just always knew what he liked and how he liked it.

• You often brung along a comfortable blanket to drape over his shoulders, pressing a soft kiss to his temple as you asked him if he needed anything else and encouraged him to take a break if and when he needed it.

• Nothing prompted you do do these things, he never once asked you for anything really, but it seemed as if you went out of your way to show a little kindness every time.

• Kars knew himself to be a cold creature but you were a person who made his frosty heart thaw with the warmth you radiated.

• As a man who considered nature precious life, he found himself admiring how unbelievably good you were with Animals.

• In fact, they just seemed to flock to you!

• Once, when you both went to an Animal shelter to look for a pet to adopt, Kars turned his back for only a minute and came back to find that you had somehow coaxed the meanest and mangiest old cat there into your lap.

• The shelter workers stood there absolutely gobsmacked as they watched the animal, that had scratched and hissed at and bitten anyone and everyone who had even dared to come near it, cuddling in your arms and purring like a kitten.

• "Aren't you just the sweetest thing?~" You giggled, lovingly running a hand on the cats bristly old fur as it rumbled contently, its purr was like a running motor. "What a pretty kitty you are!"

• Kars could only smile softly to himself as you both left the shelter that day with the mean old cat you were still lovingly cradling in your arms.

• He had to admit, even though he was thousands of years old and an Ultimate lifeform; you somehow felt like you were much higher above him, like a benevolent and virtuous Queen.

Esidisi:

• Your sweet and motherly nature was the very first thing to make Esidisi absolutely head over heals for you.

• There were times you made his heart swell to the point of it hurting when he watched you waltz around the house, singing a happy tune as you did chores or cooked.

• Even though you knew he didn't necessarily need to eat, you always questioned if he was hungry and offered to make him food.

• And it was always delicious homemade food at that!

• You absolutely brought life to every room you passed through and it pulsed through everything you made.

• It was as if everything you touched left behind a little magic in his eyes.

• Once, when you two were still in the stages of getting to know one another, you happened to witness him have one of his crying fits for the first time.

• Esidisi had been very stressed that day and of course, it all overwhelmed him and came out in a flood of tears.

• Immediately, you dropped the laundry you were folding the second you heard him start to sob from the other room and ran to see what was going on.

• "Oh my goodness, what happened?" You questioned, coming towards him quickly.

• Even through his barrage of tears, he didn't miss the genuine concern in your voice and the worry etched into your face as you lowered yourself on your knees in front of him, taking his tearstreaked face gently into your hands.

• "Do you need a hug? We can hug!" You told him, opening your arms to him with no hesitation whatsoever as he struggled to get an explanation out through his bawling.

• The way you rubbed his back, crooning for him to take deep breaths, was something that would stay with him forever as usually people tended to just stand back and gawk at him when he was having a meltdown.

• You hardly even knew him and there you were, comforting him and letting him cry all over you as if you had known him your whole life!

• Each time he spent his evenings with his arms wrapped around you as you cooked supper, both of you singing, he was honestly starting to think he had fallen in love with a Goddess in disguise.

Wamuu:

• You were the only person in the world who could make Wamuu, the greatest and fiercest warrior who ever lived, turn into a shy and blushing mess.

• The way you gently touched his arm and smiled up into his face as you spoke to him, asking him if he was hungry or tired after a long day of training, never failed to make this hardened Pillarman turn to mush.

• Your voice was like music to his ears, as if your words always held a secret song.

• When you did things for him, no matter how small on your part, he could always tell it was done purely out of love.

• "I thought you would get cold going out this time of year, so I made you a scarf and mittens!" You said with a smile, presenting him with the hand-knitted treasures one cold winters day when he was getting ready to leave the house.

• Wamuu was never a person to wear clothes at all. In fact, he would never be cold or hot or uncomfortable in any climate in the slightest being an Ultimate lifeform.

• But still, he stared at the folded scarf and mitts with wide eyes, holding them in his hands like one would a baby bird.

• He had seen you knitting on the couch these past few nights, smiling softly to yourself as you hummed and put love in every stitch. He had honestly thought nothing of it at the time but now it all made sense.

• You had spent all your free time making these... just for him?

• From that moment on, whenever he and the other Pillarmen went outside in the snow (doing God-knows-what), you can bet that he was wearing that scarf and mittens.

• With nothing else but his loincloth, of course.

• When the others questioned him as to why he was wearing such ridiculous attire when he had no need for them, he simply stood there with his head held high; his scarf swaying in the wind as he clenched his mittened hands into fists at his sides.

• "With all due respect my Masters; my beloved bride made these for me." He said calmly, the corners of his lips quirking into a soft smile as their expressions morphed into ones of disbelief. "And believe me when I say that I cherish them as much as I cherish her."

• The warrior actually felt a little boost in his pride seeing the little gleam of jealousy in his companions' eyes at his words.

• It only fed his little ego more when he showed up one day with a new knitted hat with a fuzzy pom-pom on top and Esidisi actually cried and asked if you could make one for him too.

Santana:

• Santana had always rightfully believed that all Humans were the same; loud, annoying, primitive, cruel, dangerous...

• That was until he fell in love with you of course.

• You were a kind of Human he wasn't aware existed, a very soft and loving kind.

• You just seemed to radiate feelings that touched his very soul; like a bouncy ball of sunshine.

• If anyone had ever done something even borderline disrespectful to Santana, he wouldn't put hesitate them in their rightful place (in his stomach that was) but you on the other hand; you always brushed any rude behavior from another off with a smile.

• Always curious, Santana often found himself hanging around in the background, watching you carry out your housework routine.

• You didn't mind this of course, you always assured him that you liked his company.

• Sometimes you even lovingly referred to him as your shadow.

• "Would you like to help, Santana sweetie?" You asked him with a smile as you peered over your shoulder; you were rolling out and cutting homemade cookie dough to bake.

• He noticed you were always so patient, praising him for the littlest things; guiding his hands with the rolling pin, showing him how to flour the cutter and carefully peel away the outline of the shapes.

• "A star for my star," you beamed, holding up a warm star shaped sugar cookie for him to take when you had pulled them from the oven.

• He blinked as you waved the freshly baked cookie in his face, taking it carefully.

• A little smile curled around the pastry when you pressed a soft kiss to his cheek, thanking him for his help.

• You and only you could make him feel tingles from the insides out.

• One of his most favourite routines with you was when you sat on the couch on your phone or watching T.V at night; where you'd invite him to lay his head in your lap.

• Your melodic voice could only be compared to a Princess', your little fingers combing out the tangles of his thick red hair as you hummed to him or talked to him about his day before he was lulled to sleep by it all.

• Your sweetness, your warmth, your empathy; it gave him a hope for Humanity he never had before he met you...

[thegracelessfaceless]

(Reference drawing credits: @neoalix )

02.14.2022

Dearest Sally, 

Happy Valentine's Day! I've had the pleasure of telling you this for three years now! Well, three years in this reality. Overall, if memory serves, it's our fifth Valentine's Day. And honestly…

I'm just as in love with you as I was in the beginning. So please, sit back and relax as I make an utter fool of myself, waxing romantic over you, Salvador Anthony Fisher.

I remember the first time I saw you, in Dr. Wardwell's psych 101 class at Nockfell Community College. Even though it was August,  you wore a blue flannel shirt, unbuttoned over a Red Hot Chili Peppers t-shirt and black jeans. Your hair was in pigtails and your prosthetic covered your face. Even though I couldn't see it,  I knew you were beautiful under there. Dr. Wardwell started calling roll in that brisk, abrupt way she does when she's having an off day. You know, just calling last names, even though we had multiple students with the same last name in class.

You were staring a little too hard at your hands after you caught a glance of me looking at you. I'm sorry for my rudeness,  but at least it makes sense now. You started chipping your nail polish like you do when you're nervous and the tips of your ears were a little pink. Dr. Wardwell called your last name and you answered without looking up.

Dr. Wardwell worked through the class roster and I answered when she called me.  Only then did you look at me. Your blue eye(s) met mine and it was like time stopped with a bolt of lightning forking down from the sky to strike us, even though we were inside. We both kind of jumped, just slightly, barely noticeable.

Well except to everyone but Dr. Wardwell. Later. At the end of class, Dr. Wardwell paired up the students for a project. She put us together, probably because she had noticed the glances we both had been stealing of each other  all ninety minutes. 

I collected my things at the end of class and walked over to your desk just as you stood up. You still hadn't hit your last growth spurt, ever the late bloomer, so we were the same height.

I smiled at you and the tops of your ears were slowly turning bright pink. I told you hi.

"Hey... I'm Sal."

"Grace."

And the rest is history.

Fast forward to our first Valentine's date the following February. You'd grown a little taller, that growth spurt hitting around Christmas, maybe three inches. I'd gotten my nose pierced and you helped me dye my hair for the first time. It turned out pretty good, didn't it?

We'd both decided that we didn't want the whole flowers, chocolates and fancy dinner. Being a college kid sucks sometimes. Instead we opted for a movie night with dinner that we would make together. Since you'd not moved in with Toddy and Neil yet, Larry let us use the basement apartment, telling us he wouldn't be in till late anyway and that we could use Lisa's old room "just in case things get *eyebrow wiggle* romantic."

We tried watching some of those sappy romance flicks, and eventually found some romcoms that weren't nearly as bad. We made cookies and pizza and cuddled. That was right after I saw your face for the first time,  so yes,  while we did cook, bake, and watch movies,  there was also kisses. So many kisses. We did end up staying in

Lisa's old room, but it wasn't like that. Neither of us had been willing to end the date and ended up falling asleep on the couch. Larry woke us up around 3AM when he came in. So you moved us to the spare room and we cuddled up to let sleep wash over us again. 

The next year was pretty much the same, except it was at Toddy and Neil's. You wrote a song for me,  a really cheesy one asking me to move in with you. I loved it and was laugh-crying so hard that all I could do was nod.

Admittedly,  our third Vday sucked, absolutely. You were in prison, and our "date" was a legal meeting that Neil attended as well, so it probably doesn't count :/. Still, I was glad they let us hold hands, and even more glad that you thought up the whole "mask drop" plan that allowed you to sneak me a quick kiss when we both bent to pick it up. They never let us have another meeting like that. I'd rather not revisit this one.

My favorite Valentine's Day with you was actually after you found me in this reality. We actually dressed up and went out to a very expensive restaurant, the kind where the chef picks the meal, you only have two choices. I got the squab (read pigeon), and you got the alligator. But we ended up sharing everything anyway. Then after the last curl of chocolate and the last trail of whipped cream from the cheesecake was gone, we went on a refreshing walk on the river bridge. The city had it lit up, all red, pink and white. We got engaged that night, you proposed on one knee right in the middle of the bridge. Even took your prosthetic off so I could kiss you after I said yes. And the next day,  the courthouse proclaimed us man and wife because we didn't want to wait any longer. 

Last year, we were snowed in. I'd just gotten you on at the dispensary. My favorite part of each work day is watching you over on the gear side, bullshitting with patients, helping them pick out products. Showing that old lady how to operate a dab pen was priceless.

Anyway, our fourth Vday, we were supposed to be at work. Unfortunately, the snow was too high and we couldn't even get our car out. So we called in and spent the next three days (our Lost Weekend) cozy, warm, and full of soup that we threw together. This one is probably my second favorite.

Which brings us to this year. We're in Nockfell, trying to convince Larry that you're not some creepazoid that stole Sal-from-this-dimension's identity, as his Sal is dead. I really hope he comes around soon. This trip has been a whirlwind of fun, love, weird events and just- life!

I wouldn't want to be anywhere else,  doing anything else. Just to be with you. 

I love you. So. Much, Sally. You're 100% my other half and I feel so lucky that we found each other- again.

Happy Valentine's Day!!

⚘⚘⚘⚘⚘⚘ (red tulips mean eternal love in the language of flowers💖)

💖Grace