#and by relaxed i mean this wasn't planned very well and isn't finished

[landylachs]

Drawtober 01: Vampire

"Your life for mine."

Blood magic necromancers qualify as vampires, don't they?

I wanted to draw my necro snacking on his Nightmare Court counterpart (my druid courtier). I still don't know if it's canon, but I've always thought of sylvari sap blood as bioluminscent, and the same color as their external glow color - which is why the sanguimancy color here is blue and not red.

Earlier versions of this featured my courtier's sap-blood more prominently (and why there are residual blue highlights in places, like by his mouth), but it wasn't reading the way I wanted. The rave-blue was challenging for me to pull off, haha.

I'll have to attempt it again another time.

With support from ArenaNet.

[dried-mushroom]

Omg can you please write about Lee Russell being mean to you in front of Gamby as like a power display or something but then when y'all get home (y'all are like Secretly dating since you're just a teacher) he's all nice and romantic to apologize?

YIPPEE I found another lee Russell lover! don't judge please I'm Australian so I have little concept of American education. I hope you like it.

Warnings: Lil angsty and implied sex

Be mean to me

Lee Russell x reader (well Christine sucks so she's not in this story)

Life was pretty peachy as a history teacher in North Jackson high school, you were stuck teaching from a range of boring topics to your either half asleep, barely listening or teacher pet students, except you were sleeping with the vice principal, Lee Russell. You couldn't resist that southern charm radiating off his tongue when he spoke those words on your first day as a teacher, in the parking lot.

"Mornin' Sweetheart, are you lost? The names Lee Russell, Vice principal of this very high school and you're way too fuckin' pretty to be a high school teacher."

After taking a good look at the lanky man who called himself the vice principal, you couldn't help yourself, and after promptly introducing you to your fellow teachers, he briskly walked you to the janitors closet where you both spent all morning. Obviously, you both knew this had to be kept a secret, boss and employee dating is a no-go, although that did not stop you both from being affectionate when no was watching, sharing a peck when you went to visit him at his office or the grasp of his hand on your thigh under the table at meetings or after work, where it was safe to be yourselves and you could lay together watching borderline cheesy romcom movies whilst Lee critiques his heart out.

You sighed contently as the bell for seventh period rang, the mingled voices of your 6th period ancient history class rushed out the door to their next useless class and you could finally relax and start lesson planning for the next 45 minutes. You let your hands run down your thighs, smoothing out your new dress (this but more teacher appropriate). You brought this specifically for Lee, you knew of his love for colours, hence his usually eccentric clothing choices, you knew he'd love the pattern on you. You couldn't help but smile giddily and walk out of the classroom, you knew you could easily finish the planning later and you'd rather spend the last of the school day with Lee.

You swiftly walked down the hall to administration, smiled sweetly at Swift, because you knew how rude Gamby was to her for no reason, and she didn't deserve that, like Gamby seriously needs a reality check in your opinion.

"Afternoon Miss Swift, I hope you're doing alright and Gamby isn't giving you a hard time, I was hoping to see Mr. Russell, I had to discuss long service leave with him."

"Oh, thank you miss l/n, vice principal Gamby is albeit rude, but I think he's getting better, and of course let me get the door for you."

You knew she wasn't stupid, and you assumed she knew about you and Lee secretly dating, but it was better to come up with an excuse and be safe rather than sorry. Smith quickly opened to door and shut it behind you.

"Well, hello there honey, I was expecting you- and what's this? isn't this a pretty thing?"

He shot up from his desk chair and sauntered over to where you stood, he placed his hands on your waist and whispered in your ear.

"I can't wait to rip that off you gir-"

Suddenly the door swung open, and Lee jumped away from you, 'of course Neal Gamby, you had to come fuck everything up." you thought to yourself, now awkwardly fiddling with the hem of your dress.

"Russell. We need to talk. Why the hell are you here Miss. l/n? I thought Wednesday 7th period was your planning lesson."

Before you could reply to Gamby, Lee interjected,

"Exactly, Scram Miss l/n, I don't need nor want you here, I have better shit to do, plus what the fuck are you wearing? you look like a fuckin mess, pick a goddamn colour."

Your heart sank, an uncomfortable tightness sat in your chest as your face flushed in embarrassment. You knew Lee being a dick to you was only a ruse to throw off other teachers and admin but, fuck it hurt, it hurt so much to have him speak to you in that way. You nodded your head and headed to the door,

"Open or closed Mr. Russell?"

Gamby responded for him, responding in a curt 'Closed.' leaving you to silently shut the door behind you. You walked out of the administration office before your eyes welled with tears, but you waited until you reached your classroom until you broke, sobbing quietly at your desk. You just wished you and Lee could act like a couple instead of the cold shoulder act he'd be giving you. With the mixed signals and nausea swirling through your brain, you grabbed your left-over paperwork and bag before leaving. Usually, you and Lee would leave at the same time, but you couldn't bear to see him at the moment, all your hard work, making yourself pretty for him and resulting in him publicly humiliating you was just too much.

The short drive home eased you a little but when you had to walk up those steps of your shared home, it just brought back that sickly tension. You unlocked the door and set your handbag down (another reminder of Lee since it was an anniversary gift). You kicked off your heels and headed upstairs to your shared bedroom. You didn't bother to change and slumped into bed, fresh tears coming to your eyes, you didn't care whether you were quiet or not, sobbing yourself till you couldn't keep your eyes open.

Lee's POV:

He regretted the words as soon as they came from his mouth. He saw the hurt on your face, and he felt his stomach twist into a tight knot. He hated being a dick to you, hated it so much he hated himself for doing it. He realised he went way too far this time with you, and he really didn't want to lose you and couldn't help but fidget with his hands whilst blatantly ignoring whatever bullshit Gamby was bitching about.

"Sorry Gamby but I gotta run, not like you'd know what that is though. We'll talk about Brown tomorrow, now get the fuck outta my office."

Neal sighed, muttered some regurgitated insult but ultimately left. Lee rushed to grab his belongings and ran out the door, Smith tried to ask where he was off to in a rush,

"Sir, you can't just leave! where are you even going???"

When he pulled into the driveway, 'Thank God' he thought as he saw your car parked there. He got out, left all his belongings in the car, not a care. You were more important; you were the most important thing in his life. He opened the door and called;

"Shut the fuck up Smith, I can leave whenever the fuck I want and its none of your business where I am going."

Smith squeaked a reply, but Lee was already down the hall, he went to your classroom and groaned when he noticed a lack of you and your belongings. He ran to the parking lot, got into his car as soon as he didn't saw your car, without a doubt it was always parked next to his. He gripped the steering wheel tightly, knuckles turning white, he shakily exhaled, he knew he had fucked up and was hoping you were at home.

"Y/n baby, where are you? I'm so sorry about what I said."

The silence was nerve-racking, so after checking all the other rooms for you, he headed to the bedroom to check. There you were, peaceful and asleep, he couldn't have been happier. He walked across the room to the side to the bed you were facing, and sat gently on the bed, softly stroking your hair.

Your POV:

You slowly awoke out of a dreamless slumber to someone touching you. You flinched when you realised it was Lee, and you remembered everything that happened today. He felt your reaction and immediately pulled his hand away. He saw the tear streaks on your face and sighed,

"Y/n I am so fuckin' sorry; I should have never had said those hurtful things to you, you didn't deserve that, God, I don't deserve you. I didn't even mean them, I need you so much, and you do so much for me, and I take that shit for granted, please forgive me y/n, I love you."

You saw the raw emotion across his face and sat up, you could see the tears in his eyes, and you couldn't help but wipe the one away falling down his cheek with your thumb. You smiled softly and leaned into him,

"I forgive you Lee, and I love you so much. I don't think you meant it but what you said really fucking hurt, and this hiding our relationship is really hurting us, so please can we finally go public and not have to worry and hide anymore?"

"Thank you so much and fuck it! who gives a shit if you and I are together? whoever doesn't like it can suck my dick, I can't lose you honey."

You smiled, finally knowing you'd and Lee would finally be able to be yourselves without having hide and sneak around.

"You aren't losing me Lee; I wouldn't do that to you. Now kiss me, you idiot."

He didn't hesitate a second before crashing his lips into yours, your hands finding his neck before climbing into his lap. His hands sneaked around your waist bringing you even closer, you could feel his erection under you, and you couldn't help moaning into his mouth. He broke the kiss to whisper,

"Well now how about I make do of my promise from earlier?"

The End

I hope this was good! please leave comments or asks if you enjoyed :)

[writeyouin]

Hello, for holiday fics, can i request MTMTE Bots X Reader Headcanons where its Christmas time and there's a gift exchange? Thank you!

MTMTE Bots X Reader - Gift Exchange

A/N - A-All of them?! There's… That's a lot of bots. Imma just pick a few, then if anyone wants more you can just ask me for them.

Warnings - None

Rating - T

Swerve

Swerve is far too nervous for this.

It's your first Christmas aboard the ship, and he is determined to confess his love for you. Like, he has spent every last second planning this for months.

Now that it's time though, he thinks he might purge his tanks.

What if you don't like his gift? Worse, what if you reject him? He knows you won't be mean about it, but... he doesn't want to spend his life without you. He really loves you, and nothing terrifies him more than his own feelings.

Still, here is the moment. You've given him your gift.

It was a crocheted blanket, so he'll be comfy on movie nights. When did you have time to make this? Oh wow. He presses the material to his face. It's so soft, and if he takes in some air, it smells like you. Of course it does... You've clearly spent ages making it.

Swerve hugs you and he holds on for a few seconds too long. You laugh amiably, and make a joke about being Christmas crushed.

Finally, he lets you go and bashfully presents you with his gift. It isn't wrapped very well. It must have been difficult for him, since it's relatively small. You can see where the tape has come up a few times, stripping the paper of some of its colour. All this just makes you smile more.

You tear open the gift, and it's a datapad, specially made to be human-sized. You flick on the screen and find that it's filled with music, in a specially arranged playlist.

Admittedly, Swerve doesn't know a whole lot about Earth music. He's more into TV and movies, but he knows how much you love music, so he really tried with this.

Moreover, the first word of each song creates a message, and it is a long message. It's a confession. You might have missed it, had the first word of each song not been highlighted.

You take a while to read what's written. Meanwhile, Swerve is stuck in limbo, feeling entirely sick. Part of him wants to snatch the datapad back and laugh it off like it was all a mistake or a stupid joke. Instead, he waits, trying to stop his servos from shaking by resting them on his thighs.

When you've finished reading his confession, you let your thumb glide over the first song, hitting play.

You smile, get to your feet, and approach Swerve.

"I love it," You say quietly.

Then, you kiss him.

At first, Swerve is completely taken aback. Then, his hands find their way around your back and he's holding you close, your first kiss to Nat King Cole's 'The Very Thought of You.'

Rung

Rung didn't actually want gifts. The only thing he asked for was an evening alone with you.

Normally, he's so busy with his patients, and everyone always wants time with the ship's only human, usually so they can ask you questions and place bets on what the answer will be - Rodimus is still pissed that he lost 100 shanix when you were asked what a colander was (Sufficed to say, his answer wasn't kitchen utensil for draining water).

So, that's exactly how you spend Christmas Eve with Rung. You're sat in his lap, laid back on the sofa while he reads to you from a book you chose.

His fingers gently glide over your head - You feel safe with Rung - loved - and you know that he feels the same when he's with you.

Despite that, you did get him a gift, and little do you know, he's got you one too. They will both wait for tomorrow however, as you relax into one another, with no obligation to anyone else.

The next day, you wake up atop the berth, and realise that you must have fallen asleep when Rung was reading and that he has carried you to bed.

Yet, he isn't there with you. You're just getting up when you hear him humming. Your shared hab-suite isn't like the others on the ship - it's the only one wherein the rooms are separate as if to recreate a normal Earth apartment.

So, upon getting up to explore, you find Rung in the kitchen - He's never been in here before, except when he's looking for you.

This is his gift and his surprise. He knows how much time you always put into cooking, and unfortunately, there's nobody else who could ever cook for you, which he has been led to believe is a normal part of human relationships and something most humans are grateful for.

It took a while to research the recipes, and even more time to find out what ingredients could be substituted. Moreover, Rung has spent months practising this, between meetings, and now, he's rather good at it - he always was good at following instructions and handling delicate objects.

So, your Christmas brunch is courtesy of Rung, and you make sure to tell him how delicious everything is, kissing him afterwards so he might get a taste of the wonderful meal he's made as his arms wrap around you and he presses you against the dining table.

Later, after a long, and frankly heated make-out session, you present him with his gift. It's a model ship of the only one missing from his collection - the Lost Light itself. His eyes light up when he sees it, all ready to be put together.

That afternoon, the two of you sit together and start building the miniature, all while listening to Christmas music which plays serenely in the background.

Megatron

Megatron is staring at you quite intensely. If you weren't used to him, you might think he was glaring at you.

Still, you feel like you might have done something wrong or that he hates your gift to him. It was after all, rather personal, and Megatron isn't a huge fan of PDA.

The gift in question was a song. As it turned out, Nautica was something of a musical prodigy, so with her help, you had written a song about Megatron - She had composed the tune, while you wrote the lyrics.

You assumed that by involving another bot, Megatron felt exposed; it was entirely possible that he didn't like the idea of someone else singing about him or your relationship with him.

You couldn't be further from the truth.

The truth of the matter was that Megatron loved the song. You had poured your very soul into it, and it was so much more than he could have asked for.

... And in return, he had gotten you a gift basket. Soaps, shampoos, lotions - His research had led him to believe this was the social norm on Earth. He couldn't give you that now!

How would that look? You had given him a piece of your soul, and he got you L'oriel "because you're worth it."

No. It wasn't good enough.

"Excuse me a moment, I need to retrieve something from my hab-suite," Megatron said coolly, before leaving you.

You deflated, feeling that all was lost, especially since Megatron took a good thirty minutes to return.

Yet, when he came back, he held out a datapad for you, mumbling an apology that it wasn't wrapped.

You swallowed nervously when he wouldn't meet your eye, and then you took the present reverently.

You flicked on the screen and found it open in a folder - "(Y/N)'s Poetry."

There were well over a hundred entries, all of them dedicated to you.

'The Radiance of a Smile', 'Promises of Forever', and 'Forgiveness of the Past', were just a few at the top of the list. Even more surprising was the fact that a great many of them were written before the two of you began dating. When you looked at the earlier entries, you saw how Megatron's feelings towards you had come about and evolved into something more.

You were speechless, yet on your face, Megatron was pleased to see that you knew how he felt for you, and that your love for him was just as much of a weight, though it was one you were glad to bear.

[fimmiest]

I'm serious - nakamura kazuha x fem!reader

sypnosy: being friends with a florist had some advantage, which being the "I'll pay you later" talk. but when a pretty lady is on the counter instead of your friend, you try to not look like a idiot in front of her.

tags: non-idol au, mutual pining, fluff, just zuha being flirty

Something about the symbolism of flowers always got your attention. as a decoration or a gift, even if you don't know the name or meaning, flowers were pretty to look at anyway. and the flower shop near your university was your favorite place since you visited it occasionally, didn't took too long to you be friends with the owner, sakura.

probably because both of you shared similar ages, just two years apart, the interaction was easy going. and sure, after you totally failed to impress and get out with her, the friendship you both shared was better than any you ever had.

You always mantain a routine of visiting the little flower shop after class, even for studying, you preferred to see pretty flowers in front of you instead of boring books, sakura always tease you saying it is placebo effect and in reality you just can't stay away from her. so naturally, after stressful classes you wanted nothing more than just to complaining and rant about it with your best friend and recharge at your favorite place.

Entering mindless throught the flower shop the bell at the top of the door jingles indicating your familiar presence, and oh how you should've realized sooner before starting a rant that the person behind the counter today wasn't your friend sakura that you were used to.

"Good afternoon, how can I-"

"Kkura I swear to God that if that dumb blonde american girl be loud again at class I-"

you stopped, freezing in your place, when your gaze met a tall, dark haired, pretty pretty woman, behind the counter looking at you in amusement since you just entered and started talking, interrupting her.

"Hum, miss sakura isn't here today, she got sick so I'm taking care of the shop today" the lady said and you weren't expecting such a calm and sweet voice from her, audibily there was a tone of interest in her voice but you didn't notice it.

if sakura was sick why she didn't just closed the shop for the day...

"Right, uhm, sorry about just now I.. wasn't expecting a.." you clear your throat and take a breath to calm down and not stumble over the words before embarrassing yourself even more.

" I'm y/n, a friend of sakura so i'm always around here, and not seeing her got me by surprise because I thought she was the only one that worked here" you finished feeling a little embarrassed and scratched the back of your neck shyly.

"Oh! i'm kazuha, nice to meet you." she says flashing a pretty smile and leans forward on the counter resting her chin against the palm of her hand

"hmm sakura told me about you, but i didn't expect you to be this cute." kazuha added casually with a clearly playful grin.

Your eyes widen a bit surprised and you fidget with the collar of your shirt.

"Oh.. ha well, uhm, thank you. you are very pretty too.." you match her eye contact but bite the inside of your lip nervously.

Kazuha giggles softly observing you and straighten up before speaking

"tell me sweetheart," she tilt her head a little "did your original plan was to come and chat with sakura or are you going to buy a flower? because, unfortunately, I have class in a hour and will have to close the shop in a few." her eyes soften in a apology but she smiled at you in a queit expectation.

Your shoulders relaxed when you felt a good warmth in your chest and kazuha didn't missed the small smile on the corners of your lips as you replied "well, i won't lie saying i did indeed came for a little chat, but uhm, let's see. what flower is good for a 'hope to meet you soon' wish?"

Kazuha playfully shook her head when she understood what you were saying and couldn't hold back the smile growing on her face.

"Well, most of bright flowers carry good meanings with them, so for you.." she starts explaining and soon after roam around the place thinking in your request

"astilbe flowers for example mostly stand for dedication and patience, it stands as a promise to wait for a loved one."

You attentive listen to kazuha explanation while she took a pink and white astilbe flower. you couldn't help but notice the trained gentleness of her touch while she was handling the flowers, petitly wrapping a lace around the stem.

before kazuha handled over the flowers, you watch as she writes something on the lace and after seeing what it is your chest squeezes warmly again.

"remember to take care of the flowers and as it meaning I'll be waiting for at least a text from you later, okay?" she finishes with the same pretty smile from minutes ago and a quick wink, the honesty in her eyes made you let a smile on your own.

paying a considerate tip and leaving after longing stares and a shy goodbye, you quickly take your phone to text your good friend.

you: can you like

you: stay sick for a whole week??

kkura 🌸: ???? what happened

note: writing and learning about body language and meaning of flowers made this one worth it

[monsteraddict1]

Chapter One

Nineteen

Can't even think of a song to listen to today. It doesn't even seem like a real age. I mean nothing happens at nineteen, unless I wanna travel to Canada and drink. Eighteen you become an adult, twenty you're no longer a teenager and twenty one you can drink...

Legally.

We can ignore the empty bottles of Bulmers that are hidden under my bed from my trip to Ireland last year. I did end up meeting with Darragh and Damien and we had a good time. I invited Jackie but she was going down to Mexico to visit her family. I don't blame her. Much better food and the sun is always out. I went with her once to visit family and I can't wait to go again someday. We spent a lot of last night planning it out. We are just waiting till we get more money and she finishes school for the year.

I'm really not all that depressed. It's kinda more of a guilty feeling. I watched my step mom die but now I don't have to live with her. My life is better but it cost her life.

My aunt Kate said not to dwell on it too much. I know her death affected her as well. I mean it was her sister. Though she was always better at hiding her emotions. Must've been in the CIA training. Or she's always been like that.

I walked downstairs to the living room. Aunt Kate wasn't home but I knew she'd be back tonight. She's been a little stressed recently, like way more than normal. I've been doing my part around the house to try and make things more relaxing.

   I would always ask about her day but she would brush me off. Never in a rude way, I understand she wants to keep me safe and all with her line of work but what would I do? Tell my friends? Probably. But last I checked we weren't terrorists.

  I hope.

  Damien would be one. Though he wouldn't be able to keep that to himself.

  I wiped down the table and began cooking dinner. That's when I heard the keys go into the door.

  "(Y/n), what are you doing?" Aunt Kate asked. She wasn't mad or anything she just looked confused.

  "Making dinner?" I replied in a confused tone.

  "Absolutely not." She stated and put her bag on the couch. "It's your birthday. We'll go out."

  "We don't have to." I told her. "I like cooking." I smiled, spatula in hand.

  She gave a thin smile. (I swear she can't move her mouth more than that.) "Did you do anything today?" She asked after a few seconds.

  "Na, I cleaned up a bit. All my friends work today. We might do something later though."

  "That's all you did today?"

  "I took a nap."

  She rolled her eyes with an amused huff. "You do that everyday."

  "I don't understand how you don't."

  "Coffee." She deadpanned. I laughed a bit.

  "Fair play."

  We talked a bit more as I set the table and served our food. As we sat we spoke about work and other things that were going on in her life. She obviously couldn't tell me everything but I could pick up on what she was putting down.

  I told her how boring my job was and how I wanted to go on vacation again. That I was planning on going to Mexico but I really wasn't too picky. I didn't have time to go on vacation nor the money because I was trying to move out as quickly as possible. She was very understanding in my financial situation.

  "Do you know how to use a gun?" She asked suddenly. I paused mid bite to look at her.

  "A little. My dad took me hunting a bunch as a kid." I swallowed my food. "Why?" I furrowed my eyebrows.

"Well." She stared and put her fork down on her plate. "If you want to travel, You could join me and my friend John. We are going to Amsterdam."

"Isn't that your British friend?"

Aunt Kate rolled her eyes. "Yes. He's my British friend."

I squinted my eyes. "What's the catch?"

"You'd have to enlist." She spoke so calmly.

My eyes went wide. "What?!"

"Only if you want to." She finished her plate.

"I need time to think." I said slowly. "It would be fun to travel, but I don't think I'd be any good actually fighting."

"We leave next week."

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I spent the rest of the night thinking about it. I had so many more questions.

What would I be doing?

How long would I be gone?

What even was this mission for?

Would I be in danger?

Could I talk to my friends?

What about my job?

Who is gonna be there?

Will they all be British?

  I listed out a bunch of pros and cons with the information I've been given.

  Pros:

•Vacation

•Time off work

•Meeting new people

•New experiences

  Cons:

•I'd technically be working

•Meeting new people

•Only some clue on how to use a gun

•British people (it's a joke I swear)

•I could die? (Still not too sure on what exactly I'm doing)

I weighed out the pros and cons and eventually decided on what I call the "fuck it. We ball." Method. It might be a good experience and if it's not it sure as hell will make for an interesting story.

So the next day I went downstairs and found my aunt Kate at the table. She was on her laptop but I couldn't see her screen.

"Can I ask a few questions? About this trip." I looked at her as she drank from a white ceramic mug.

She put the cup down on a coaster. "I assumed that's why you came down so early."

"If I were to enlist, am I like, stuck serving?"

  „If you'd like, you can leave after this mission."

  After a few more questions I decided that I'd go. I mean, do it for the plot right?

  I went upstairs and started packing.

[bellabrady]

Hey! I want to say absolutely no hate here, you can think whatever you want about characters, I just want to make some points for you to consider! If it makes you change your mind, cool! If it doesn’t, well that follow button doesn’t need my finger on it since we clearly have different views :)

I am not going to be commenting on Chim begins since I haven’t watched it in a while, but I just finished rewatching Hen Begins and was discussing Bobby Begins Again with someone, so here we go.

In Hen Begins, Tommy is never hostile towards her. He doesn’t defend her from the captain, but he’s also a young gay man who is probably terrified of that same hate being turned to him. When Hen is doing her speech on the fire truck most of the crew has tightened jaws and seems mad, but Tommy seems relaxed and thoughtful. And at the end of the episode he tells Hen: “We would’ve done a sweep of the area eventually, but eventually would’ve been too late. Good job.” with a smile and then proceeds to shake her hand and pat her on the shoulder. It is also heavily implied that he was one of the people who left a complaint about the captain and his treatment. Everything about this episode screams a man who was keeping his head low and trying to slip under the radar, not a man trying to be hateful.

In Bobby Begins Again, they throw him a nice going away party. I don’t know about you, but I don’t tend to buy assholes who are rude to me a cake.

Then later Chimney is able to call him up and ask a favor that Tommy does without complaint, which makes it seem like they’re on good terms.

And in the most recent episodes, he steals a helicopter and lies to higher-ups, something that could easily get him fired and cause him to lose everything. Once again, I don’t know about you, but I wouldn’t risk my job and my life (they were on a dangerous mission after all) for people I’m not good friends with.

Lastly, Buck does not strike me as the type to date someone who doesn’t like his friends, his family

Again, no hate, just giving you my observations

thank you for being so nice about this!

i do disagree, however. tommy was 100% hostile to hen in hen begins. ('new york bitchiness is a compliment?' for example, or him throwing gear at her feet so she'll tidy it up and barely sparing her a glance)

i also am simply not a fan of giving characters' past actions depth when it's very clear that back then, they weren't written with that depth in mind. i can promise you the writers did not write hen begins & chimney begins while thinking of tommy as a gay, closeted man. (yes, i'm aware there was that one jacob twilight joke but personally i think you might be giving the writers a little too much credit if you think that was planned forshadowing or something. it was just a silly scene)

furthermore, even if we do run with the whole 'tommy was afraid to speak up because he was afraid and closeted'...standing up against misogyny and racism has nothing to do with being closeted, since neither of those things are related to sexuality, so standing up against those things won't make anyone assume that you're gay. tommy being closeted isn't an excuse, in my opinion.

i'm also aware that the characters have forgiven tommy but i just...don't really care about that because in this show, everyone forgives everyone, constantly. buck forgave his parents and they have a good relationship now — that doesn't mean i have to forgive the buckley parents now too.

as for your last point, i'd argue taylor definitely wasn't the biggest fan of buck's friends and family and they weren't a huge fan of her either. but i also don't think that really matters here, since it's been established that tommy is good with hen and chim, so buck has no reason to assume there's bad blood. it once again boils down to the simple fact that i, as a viewer, do not have to forgive a character's actions simply because other characters did.

anyway, once again thank you for not being rude about this and i hope you have a nice day :)

(i hope my response doesn't come across as rude either)

[undertale-fic-librarby]

Thank you for doing Gods work.

Anyways here are some recs

https://archiveofourown.org/works/56548525/chapters/143717419

This one is set in Dreamswap which isn’t something that I’ve seen a lot yet soo

https://archiveofourown.org/works/40377891

https://archiveofourown.org/works/28674579

Uhh Underswap

https://archiveofourown.org/works/13919349

Slice of life

https://archiveofourown.org/works/7291828

Mob AU letsss goo

https://archiveofourown.org/works/16310669

Howdy, & thanks for the recommendations! The fics being recommended are…

Undertale and Undertale AU Oneshots by Dubs_ORama (Not Rated, Incomplete)

Oneshots and maybe imagines with the character depictions from my other fic Ok, Now There are Skeletons It's not set inside of the fic necessarily, but it is with the same depictions of these characters, and with similar context in some cases. But, unlike my fic, this reader will be gender neutral unless otherwise specified. Also, I'll probably have multiple AUs in some chapters. !!TAKING REQUESTS!! (Can be characters not in my fic) It's also some parts that I wanted to put into the fic but I just couldn't find space for them ; v ;

The Stars Beneath Us by EngineeringBlondie (General Audiences, Complete)

Finding yourself in a whole different multiverse wasn't exactly how you were planning your week to go, but knowing you, it was bound to happen at some point. But hey! It's not all that bad.. well except for Dreamtale being in utter chaos, not having the squad with you, and being 'kidnapped' a couple times. But then again, this multiverse was already proving to be much better than your previous one. Or at least, there is more opportunities here. And come on, how could you miss the chance to see this many stars?! Now you just needed to figure out how to get the squad here, hopefully without the stupid chicken. Nightmare has a bad feeling, your Nightmare. You'll just have to make sure he doesn't go insane with worry.

Lay It All on the Table by lulu-writes (Teen And Up, Complete)

As hilarious as Papyrus had said it would be, you're starting to realize that Sans might have been hitting on you just as much as you'd been hitting on him. All under the guise of friendship. Feeding each other food? Holding each other's hands? Embracing tenderly? That's... That's all platonic, right? You're definitely not flirting.

Rain, Rain, Go Away by ToumeiKyoudai (Not Rated, Incomplete)

You're a happy person. You always like to look on the bright side of things. On your way home from work, you get completely drenched by pouring rain. You decide to hide in a nearby apartment building, but the lady at the welcome desk keeps giving you a very unwelcoming look. That just means you have to buzz one of the rooms, right? Then you'll appear as though you belong there! Your outgoing attitude combined with your ceaseless positivism leads you to press a button labelled 402. A few puns later, the stranger on the other end warms up to you, and the two of you talk until the rain dies down. Maybe the rain isn't so bad.

You're Broke? They Break Bones and Break Bank. by Trash_McTrash (Not Rated, Incomplete)

You're kinda fucked financially since you lost the job that barely kept you afloat, put food on your table, and barely paid your bills. So you go job hunting a couple days after losing your job and filling out resumes, and dropping them off at every working establishment from retail to actual jobs in your field. After you finish, you decide to go out for coffee as a reward, and you're chilling at the cafe, relaxing and letting yourself go for awhile as you people watch. Then you leave, making a fatal mistake that goes unnoticed by you. Until you get home. And you realize you forgot your fucking wallet. With all your cards, and your cash, and your I.D. Goddamnit.

[atopearth]

Norn9: Last Era Part 1 - Prelude

I have been wanting to play this fandisc ever since I finished the main game, but I had to finish Amnesia: Later first so I literally had to stop myself from dropping everything for it hahaha. Anyway, to say I'm excited is an understatement because I am SO ready. Personally, I'm planning on starting with Senri or Heishi because they're my least favourites but I'll see, I might alternate with guys I kinda like so I don't get bored haha. Nagisa is pretty! I'm actually so glad we're getting more background on Masamune and the island because we basically knew nothing about it in the original game. As for Masamune's uncle, definitely a genius scientist for making the hiyoko-san! Who doesn't want adorable little chicks cleaning and cooking and even navigating a ship?! I mean if it's going to be functional and practical, why not be cute as well?! I believe in the importance of cuteness and I approve. Anyway, it's nice to finally see "adults" in this world aside from Yuiga. Lmao at Masamune being surprised at how many hiyoko there actually were on the ship hahahah. I find it amusing that the Hiyocook wasn't actually good at cooking tasty food until Masamune gave it a cook book haha. It's also interesting but sad to know that the hiyoko actually can't remember too many things and that Masamune actually has to delete recipes if he wants Hiyocook to cook something else. They're robots, but seeing stuff like Hiyocook getting dejected that Masamune didn't like its' cooking and then becoming happy when Masamune said the food is delicious, isn't that enough for you to care about them?

I guess it's nice to know that just as everyone else came on the Norn unsure of what to expect and how to interact with others, Masamune was also worried about talking to people outside of the island. I think it was sweet of him to be considerate towards Kakeru and want him to be able to relax here. Ooh so you have to go through the whole Prelude with all the characters perspectives before you can go to the individual story! I like that because it's very interesting to me right now. Is the sister Masamune is talking about Nagisa, and her brother is Natsuhiko? I never thought about it until now but their hair colour is the same isn't it! I know people aren't that fond of Masamune but I really love him. I love how he prioritises others before himself without any hesitation, and I think it's exactly because of that, that Kakeru can't help but open up and like him for who he is as well. Since there's only nine squares, I assume we won't get to the girls' perspectives, which is sad because I would have liked to see their initial impressions too even if some bits and pieces may have already been shown.

Even though Mikoto is harsh as usual, seeing her so concerned and worried about Sakuya reminds me of how much I liked them together. I can see why Kakeru has always been irked by Mikoto considering her attitude when she first arrived on the Norn, especially when he cooked for everyone and she didn't appreciate it at all and instead said pretty harsh words. I can't blame him for disliking her at all haha😅 Both Sakuya and Mikoto are stubborn, but I like seeing Sakuya who usually dotes on Mikoto and would do anything for her be strict with her and not budge on her ruining her health by not eating. Mikoto is a true tsundere that cares about people too much for her own good even if she doesn't express it well. Honestly, I never really thought too deeply about the story of Rapunzel but I do agree with Sakuya to an extent that the witch was "protecting" Rapunzel in her own way whether those were her true intentions or not. Natsuhiko, Setsu and Ron chilling on the ship together was such a nice CG, I actually quite like their relationship. I didn't expect Ron and Natsuhiko to have known each other for eight years! It's sad to think about how tough Natsuhiko's life was after leaving the island and how his desire to stop the Reset was the only thing fuelling him. Lmao at Natsuhiko being so sweet and packing Ron's bags for him when he leaves for the Norn, it's so funny how he packs stuff like cold medicine haha, he's too cute! Natsuhiko really is like a mother or wife haha, I love how he told Ron to keep his hands to himself and wear pajamas to bed🤣 I thinks it's nice to see that just as Natsuhiko was interested in Mikoto after seeing photos of her during his investigation, Ron was also interested in Nanami even though it's mainly because he knew she had the power to erase memories.

Personally, I will always agree with Natsuhiko's thoughts and feelings towards the Reset because it's ridiculous to control how the world should be, it's egotistic and forces your own ideals on the world itself. Also, in the end, the fact that they keep doing multiple Resets already goes to show it does nothing but merely reset things to a certain time but humans don't change how they act and the decisions they make. If they don't remember, they won't learn and if they don't learn, they will always do the same thing thinking it's the right way. Ron throwing away the bag Natsuhiko so thoughtfully prepared was so sad but so him. I didn't expect Ron's name to come from Mahjong though lol. Lmao, I can't help but love Hiyocook, it's so dedicated to cooking and gets dejected when it's Akito's turn now that he's come aboard the ship hahahaha.

I really enjoy seeing the guys interact and learn things from each other considering their various different backgrounds, especially Sakuya, I'm happy for him that he gets to experience a bit more of the world with Kakeru and Akito teaching him things. Lmao at Akito scared of cracking eggs because he's worried a little chick will come out of it🤣🤣 HAHAHA, Akito being scared of birds because he met a peacock who ended up trying to court him by following him 24/7 and leaving him bugs and stuff on his doorstep is so silly!!🤣🤣 Akito meeting Senri for the first time in six years and not being able to call out his name because Senri didn't remember him broke my heart. It was obvious that Akito was good at cooking because he wanted to cook delicious food for Senri but hearing him say it really warms my heart. He's always done everything he could to protect and love Senri but they were forced to be separated in such a terrible way. It was so sweet how Akito actually talked to Hiyocook and swapped shifts so he could cook for Senri, poor Akito faced his fears did Senri! Even though I do acknowledge that Kakeru can go a bit too far sometimes (also Senri's fault sometimes tbh), when he got Senri to say that the food was delicious louder so Akito could hear it, I was so happy for Akito. And honestly, if Kakeru wasn't so drastic, Senri really might just stay in his room forever being babied by Masamune and them who would bring him food.

I feel bad for Mikoto, can totally understand why she was scared of Itsuki, his first impression is definitely the worst haha. Lmao, I love how Ron's comment about thinking that Itsuki was some sort of prostitute made all the girls avoid him🤣 Legit ruined his reputation with one word. HAHAHA, Itsuki definitely deserved the flying kick from Sakuya when he asked Mikoto to meow🤣 LMAO at Itsuki thinking Senri was a zashiki warashi (child ghost) because he never realised he existed😂😂 I've always wondered about Senri's tattoo on his face but since they never addressed it, I just thought of it as some sort distinction to make him look less plain haha, but knowing that the adults in the village basically did it to brand him and always recognise him so he can never run away just makes me all the more disgusted with them. They tried to kill Akito and branded Senri for their livelihoods thinking that just because they needed them to live, it was all right to do these things because it was a matter of life and death. It was actually pretty funny how when Sakuya wasn't feeling good after seeing the future, Senri got Ron to help and Ron was basically useless and just kept wondering how he should pull himself together and be a proper adult like Senri told him he should hahahha.

I was actually wondering why it felt so quiet, I completely forgot about Heishi! I can't remember if it was ever told, but I really didn't realise that Heishi was part of a travelling entertainment troupe playing the flute before he came on the Norn! I can see why Itsuki cares for Heishi so much in his route now. He was the one who gave Itsuki the push he needed to see his sister's grave and make him realise that there are things more important than just listening to The World and going along with things using excuses like it can't be helped. It's also nice to see Nanami get to break out of her shell with Heishi because he just does whatever he wants. I always felt like Heishi was the one who helped Nanami get out of her shell the most so I was disappointed when I actually didn't like his route, but hopefully this will be better considering I'm really enjoying the Prelude! I really like how the three hour train ride (one way) was how the three of them started playing cards together and getting along haha! I knew Itsuki's sister's body wasn't in the grave but I never thought that it was because her body got incinerated since people didn't know what her illness was and thought it might be contagious. That is certainly something cruel to have to face with every time he visits the grave, it must hurt to think he couldn't stop it and couldn't even save the house or their belongings, that is so terrible. They basically razed everything that reminds him of his life with his sister. I think it was really sweet of Heishi's Grandpa and Seiji to give Heishi so much money in hope that he could run away and live a free life for himself instead of being shackled to The World. It's sad to think that Heishi has nothing important to him so he thinks it's pointless to run away to somewhere he doesn't even know, but I think his decision is right in that by being beside Mikoto and them, there's a chance he'll find a way of life he wants to live, and that by interacting with others who understand and know his powers, he can learn to accept that it's a part of him instead of just calling it an illness. I've always liked how Heishi gave his tie to Nanami, it's so cute. I liked how Masamune scolded them for coming back so late and Kakeru called him a dad hahaha. I think I especially liked it because Nanami, Itsuki and Heishi have never really experienced something like that where their parents would be so worried about them coming home so late and shout at them, it's endearing haha, not everyone gets to experience that normal concern and love.

Overall, I really liked the Prelude! I kinda hoped to see more of Masamune's part with the scientists but oh well, I still enjoyed seeing everyone's perspectives. I personally enjoyed seeing how Heishi, Itsuki and Nanami's relationship developed from the beginning the most, but I think it was also really cute to see how Kakeru always flusters Masamune and what kind of feelings Masamune had as the first one on the ship waiting for everyone to board. But yeah, I really just enjoyed watching everyone pop up one by one filling up the ship as they all became the rowdy bunch they were when Koharu joined. The extra insight into everyone's thoughts and feelings as they all left things behind once they stepped on to the Norn for their various reasons was interesting to watch and I honestly can't wait to see more of their stories!

[stacywaters]

Seeds of Hope (JHOPE) CH6 - A Traced Reflection

As I wake up, I reach for my phone to text Hoseok. Except I don't find it on my nightstand where I left it last night.

Opening my eyes as I sit up in bed, I find myself in a completely different room. This isn't my bedroom...

I find a phone on a desk. Walking to the far side of the room, I pick it up and open the recent texts:

April 8, 4:35 pm Namjoon: Hey this is Namjoon from the cafe! Now you have my number too!

Me: Ah! Thank you :) were you able to finish the song you were writing?

Namjoon: Well, there's still quite a bit of work to be done on it, but I showed it to some higher-ups and they loved it!

Me: That's great! I'm happy for you :>

Namjoon: yeah... hey, are you open to meeting again? Maybe at the same cafe?

Me: Without spilling my latte on you? That'd be lovely.

Namjoon: Great! Does this Saturday sound good?

Me: Yep! See you then!

-

Namjoon? Cafe? Yesterday I was having dinner with Hoseok and my mom... what happened? Where am I now?

Frantically I run out into the hall, a studio apartment awaiting me. It was nice, but it wasn't mine. I walk towards the calendar.

April 4 - meeting with board directors April 7 - Final Project Due!!! April 9 - Dinner w/ mom April 12 - Date with Namjoon!!!

Hearts were drawn all around April 12. Was today Friday? Was today the day of the date? Or another day?

I run back into the room to grab the phone. Unlocking it, I notice the date. April 12, Saturday. I run my hands through my hair in panic, trying to form a game plan as a new message pops up:

Today, 8:53 am Namjoon: We're still on for later, right?

Shoot. That's today. Cleary I was very excited to meet this man, and he seems kind, but how do I tell him I have no idea who he is? Much less who I am!

I scramble into the bathroom. In the mirror I find the same face I've always had. At least some things stayed the same. Bringing my hand to my face, I notice faint markings on it. Looking closer, I discover that it's the same number Hoseok had previously written there. As it was in permanent ink, it was going to take a while to wash off.

I start cleaning up the lines with a new pen to ensure I have it in case I wake up in another new universe. After that, I go back to the phone.

To Hoseok's phone, I send a quick message:

Me: Hello! Is this Hoseok?

Going back to Namjoon's chat I face a harder situation:

Today, 8:53 am Namjoon: We're still on for later, right?

Me: The date later?

Within seconds, he responds:

Namjoon: Yeah, it's Saturday? Did you forget ㅠㅠ

Me: Well.., I did forget, but would you believe me if I said I forgot everything else too?

Namjoon: What do you mean? You forgot you're identity haha

Me: Kinda...

Namjoon: Don't tell me you're serious?

Me: I woke up this morning and didn't know anything about this world! Who I am, where I was, who you are!

Namjoon: ..this world? Namjoon: what was the last thing you remember?

Me: being at my house with my parents last night and my friend...

Namjoon: okay, do you have anything to prove it? Maybe any of their phone numbers so you can ask? Maybe you just got a small concussion and they can tell you what happened..

Me: I have one of their phone numbers, I already reached out to him. But it was real! My memories, my life, I'm sure this girl is nice but she is not me!

Namjoon: okay... relax. We'll figure this out together. Can you meet up a little earlier? I can give you directions

Me: yes!

-

Looking around the bustling cafe, I tried to find the face of the man I'd never seen.

"Stacy! Over here!" A voice called.

I looked over to find him. He was tall, very handsome. He seemed way too good for me. Somewhere I felt like I'd seen him before, but maybe it's just a head injury. Clearly I'm not thinking clearly.

He walks up to me, "Ah, I guess you wouldn't know. I'm Namjoon, nice to meet you"

I shake his hand, "did she look like me? How did you know?"

"I've been thinking of your face since we last spoke" he smiled.

I just stared up at him.

"Er-,.. I guess that's a weird thing to say, considering...."

"It's okay, Namjoon. I'm sorry, you do seem really nice. I think I must've really liked you"

He spoke, "well, maybe you still can"

He noticed you bite your bottom lip, looking down.

"I know, it's just," I gulped, "I don't want to lose everyone I've ever known"

-

The two of us sat down at a table after ordering our drinks. We discussed simple things. He was easy to converse with.

"So, you said you had a friend that you'd messaged?" He asked.

I flipped my hand to show him the writing on my palm, "yeah, he had written his number down a week or so ago. Luckily I could copy it while it was still visible"

"What was his name?"

"Hoseok"

"Oh... his name wasn't Jung Hoseok, was it?"

"Yeah, it was! Yeah, he was a trainee for a K-POP group? Also with two other guys, Jimin and Taehyung"

He stares at me, his mouth wide open.

"What?"

"Was their group's name BTS?"

I think back to when I saw them practicing, back when I first met them, "hmm, I'm not sure. I don't think I ever got the name of his group"

He pulls out his phone and starts typing, "I'm telling Hoseok to come over right now, this is crazy"

"What? You have Hoseok's number too?"

"Yeah? I'm in his band? Of course I have his number."

Namjoon quickly texts back the friend. And yet, Hoseok still hasn't responded to me. He sets down his phone.

"So, Stacy, how do you feel about going on a little trip?"

[victorluvsalice]

Welcome to Fall Sunday in the Chill Valicer Save, on the Chill Valicer Honeymoon! AKA the One Nice Day that the trio GOT on said honeymoon. Obviously they needed to make the most of that, so I planned a nice outing to one of the public beaches in Sulani --

But first, they had to wait for it to be, you know, actual DAYTIME. XD Can't enjoy the sunshine if the sun isn't up! And so, while they waited out the super-early morning clouds:

-->Alice got on breakfast, making some nice buttered crumpets for herself and Victor! Yes, buttered crumpets -- I wasn't sure what would be a good "islandy" breakfast, so instead I leaned more into them being English. :p She then moved back to using her travel easel to do a little more surreal painting, though she didn't get a giant payout for that particular work, boo. :p Come on, Alice, more $12K masterpieces please!

-->Smiler headed back to the fishing spot to see what they could catch -- mostly driftwood, to my annoyance, but they did snag an invasive perch from the waters (thus prompting the weird "glowing green leaf over their face" picture you see above XD) and, eventually, a gorgeous swordfish! :D AND all this fishing actually got them to level 10 of the Fishing skill, meaning they finally completed their Angling Ace aspiration! Now fishing is even more relaxing for them, as well as useful for making plasma packs. :p

-->And Victor did a quick illustrative painting on his sketchpad (which turned out to be a masterpiece, if not as profitable as some of Alice's are), before grabbing some breakfast --

And starting a new puzzle! Because why not? He chose to do a "dragon blossom" puzzle -- and once Smiler had gotten their big catch stowed away in the fridge, and Alice had finished her latest painting, his two partners joined him! They had a lovely time puzzling together, chatting and chilling, and the final puzzle product was -- not exactly what I was expecting, but still pretty. :) I think I've created a very pro-puzzle family here!

By this point, the sun was finally starting to come out, so I got the trio on the beach to enjoy some early rays and do a little more beachcombing. This time, Victor and Smiler had a lot more luck -- Victor grabbed a scallop shell and a sea urchin shell, while Smiler got an abalone shell and another Eyes Of Sulani treasure! Alice came up short on her first attempt, but a second sort through the sand gave her a small conch shell, nice. So now they had some souvenirs to take home, yay. :) I then had Alice let out a somber howl (gotta keep the Fury low when out in public!) before having everyone change into more beach-appropriate clothing and get in a little relaxation on their provided beach towels...

[retrograderesemblance]

"Less talk. More handy-work"

River broke off into a breathy laugh, "Fucking hell," the sheer stupidity of the sentence endearing.

Had he ever laughed during times like this? It made him feel oddly empty, oddly left wanting for his mind to flicker to the memories of other times, times that were very different - wholly incomparable - to the way Alina was splayed out for him now.

It'd not been so long ago since he'd broken things off with Sharon. River couldn't say he'd been in love, but... well, she was company; a friend; certainly a nice change from the O.B. but that was the problem in the end, they were company for one another, that was where their relationship began and finished.

His focus was back on Alina, his hand lost between her legs and he wondered how it was possible for her to be so wet; he had two fingers pushed inside her and he steadily pumped them in and out, attempting to match the pace of her frantic rubbing and the rhythmic pulsing of her heat.

Alina had always been pretty but he decided he liked her best in this state, her olive skin flushed a shade of pink, her lips parted, soft moans emanating from her throat. He kissed her again, his lips just as swollen as hers from their merciless attention to one another; he was still kissing her when she came undone, a desperate whine separating them as her head fell back, as his mouth anxiously sucked kisses along her neck as she arched and shuddered with her release. She laughed and he found himself matching her smile, forehead pressed to hers as she relaxed in his arms.

"What are the odds we have time for round two before His Highness shows up."

"Fuck Spider," River almost said but it seemed in poor form after he had just fucked her. He carefully slid his fingers free from her.

Somehow he'd forgotten where they were and disappointment welled within him. He didn't want to go back to silent evenings where the three of them practically drew lots to see what poor bastard would get stuck with surveillance; he was tired, sore, from the hours of training they endured these past months; in that moment, he just wanted to crawl into a hopelessly soft bed with Alina and become lost to the world... he was slightly drunk though and what he wanted was nonsensical.

She brushed a thumb over his bottom lip and he shivered, "Not so mopey anymore, are you?"

"I hope this isn't your same plan when Spider mopes around," he teased quietly, "Do you want to get cleaned up... erm... well, I mean," he was meeting her lust-hazed gaze and why was it awkward now? Maybe it wasn't awkward at all. Maybe this was the tipsiness bleeding through? All he knew was when he looked at her now, he felt an ache to be nearer to her, "I-I don't think-- Well. Spider notices when a pen is out of place. I think we've gone past the point of pens."

@retrograderesemblance {x}

What they were doing – what they had between them – wasn’t exactly what someone might call a functioning and stable relationship, but it sure beat navigating through the fray alone. River was sweet and funny – and another lonely heart looking for someone to fill the void. Why shouldn’t they both take advantage of their forced proximity?

"Fuck. Alina, I'm close.”

She liked seeing this side of him, this vulnerable surrender, trusting her with his impending release as she pleasured him with fervent and attentive strokes. It made her wet with need, an ardent aching throbbing between her parted legs.

Through her low lidded stare, Alina watched intently as River found blissful completion and spent himself hard against her palm and inner thigh.

His ardor was warm. Alina mewled softly, continuing to furiously assault her bud in mounting impatience even as he apologized for finishing so quickly, his breath hot against her neck, causing her to shiver.

“Less talk. More handy-work.”

It wasn't a demand so much as a desperate plea. She wanted to c.um, to reach that pinnacle of sheer physical euphoria as her lower body coiled and tightened with building ecstacy.

Then He kissed her, the thick taste of Guinness still saturating his lips as she happily drank of him, fondly nuzzling and caressing his face while he saw to her satisfaction by thrusting his fingers deep inside her over and over again.

“River, I…fuck…”

Arching her back, Alina cried out through a strangled gasp as she o.rgasmed, riding it out into his giving hand until finally, she sank against him with a tired laugh.

“What are the odds we have time for round two before His Highness shows up?”

Stupid Spider. His very existence could ruin a moment.

Arms still woven around him, Alina brushed her thumb along his lower lip and smiled softly, "Not so mopey anymore, are you?"

[tunastime]

hi!! scarian anon here or can I be 🔥📱(/ref to your ao3 comment section I’m lurking there too!) scarian just makes me go insane and now I’ve made it my mission for scarian to hit every prompt on the list so can I get 4 with them, much appreciated <3

4. sincere / blues (x) (753 words)

The world is ending.

It's not really a problem. Scar has an escape plan. But the world here is kind of ending and he can’t help but feel like everything has to be laid out on the table before it does.

Grian sits with Scar in the grass outside his house. It’s a last hurrah type of thing. Tomorrow there’s a big sending off party and drinks and music and pretending like it's not true that some people might not make it out (and even though they’ll be back, even though, it’s a notion enough to have Scar’s heart leap in his throat).

Well. Here they are. Grian passes him back the bottle. Scar won’t ask him whose it was originally. It’s for tomorrow, but it’s theirs tonight.

He drinks.

It's not very good. When he's finished, Scar traces the back of his own teeth with his tongue. The words shuffle out in a way that makes him feel like he might be chewing the inside of his cheek.

"Do you love me?"

Grian, still propped up on one elbow in the grass, lets his eyes slide open. They're far away, heavy and glossy. In this light he might be the most beautiful person Scar has seen in a long time. Lantern light licks his cheeks. He smiles, a bit sleepily.

"Yes, I love you."

Scar clears his throat, thumping his chest with his fist. The liquid in the bottle is souring. 

"I mean," he says, still muttering, working the inside of his bottom lip between his teeth. "I mean do you like-slash-love me?"

Grian sits up slowly, tilting his head. What do you mean, it says. What does that mean? Grian says I love you but means something else. He's sincere, but I love you in this context isn't romance. It's not that. Is it?

Well, what does Scar mean? Yes yes yes I like you I'm afraid of the stronger word. Grian's chin comes off his hand and settles to trace the grass like he might be counting the individual blades. Scar swallows.

"Are you in love with me?"

"Depends."

Scar snorts. That word is a brick to his throat. Of course. Of fucking course. He can feel a burning bubbling up through his chest and his cheeks.

"On what?" He manages to squeeze out before his lungs deflate.

"On if you love me back."

Oh. Scar's heart is a thing that beats in his mouth. Grian is full on looking at him now, his fingers twisting in his sweater sleeve, turning it around in his fingers. It sounds like a roundabout question. He wants to say: of course I would. I wouldn't ask if I didn't. I wouldn't see if you did if I didn't already love you. It's been months. Months. 

If Scar would really study him, he might be able to note the squareness of his shoulders and how taut his spine is, how he hasn't breathed a full breath in about half a minute, and how his heart, too, thuds away in his throat, desperate to be heard. Scar doesn't notice these because he's too busy realizing that he wants to memorize the shape of his mouth.

"As I live and breath," he says, not sure if he's actually speaking it until Grian says:

"Yeah. Me too."

And Scar laughs. It's a sound that was pinned in his chest and releases as he and his heart sink back, he on his haunches, from where he was kneeling in the grass, and his heart into his ribcage. He sighs, too. It's a nice feeling.

"Yeah?" Scar asks, mostly out of habit. Grian laughs, too, something soft and far too relaxed to be for a spot in the grass in the middle of Boatem in the middle of the world ending. The moon is too big but Scar is too busy looking at Grian shuffling over to him. Too busy feeling his hands, incredibly slowly and cautiously, slot around his face like they were meant to hold it. It wasn't the first time, it won't be the last, but it was this time. The memory sears into his brain. Grian's eyes flick over his face, gentle and dark brown and so easy to keep eye contact with. Scar stops himself from leaning into his palm. Almost stops himself.

"I'm sorry it was too quiet to notice," Grian says, nearly in a whisper. "I loved you for a while. I did, I did, I do now."

"I was just making sure," Scar says, smiling. "Just kiss me already."

Grian kisses him and it feels like static electricity. And Scar kisses him back.

Somewhere, Pearl’s voice is beckoning them in for dinner. They finish the bottle. Grian finds his hand and doesn’t let it go.

[imajeon]

Slippery Concoction | Shower sex (but you slip) [M]

pairing: jeon jungkook x female reader

wc: 1.15k

rating: 18+

warnings: attempt on sexual intercourse (never continued), heavy language, make-out session, what else... oh, and reddened butts

summary: you were having a peaceful shower when your boyfriend suddenly shows up, and let's say things get berry intimate, until your talent of clumsiness decides to bubble up. (puns intended)

"Fuck" you whispered, the bar of soap annoyingly slipping out of your hold. Carefully bending down to grab the cleansing concoction, a curse left your mouth yet again as it slipped across the bathroom tiles.

"You know what, fuck you" scoffing in annoyance, you placed your hand on the cold, tiled wall to support yourself on standing up. "Body wash exists for a reason" 

Turning the knob that controls the shower head above you, you let the cold air hit you as your nude body approached the cabinet. Finally finding what you were looking for, you took the bottle before smiling to yourself. 

It was Jungkook's favorite body wash. Well, it's his favorite when you use it, due to its strong (but not too strong) strawberry scent. Usually, you reserve it only for the times Jungkook would be over, since you got this abroad and not to mention, way out of your budget when it comes to soap. But you definitely didn't mind using it now.

Just when you were about to return to your previous spot, the bottle somehow slips from your grip making you extremely furious. You were supposed to have a relaxing, me-time, yet here you are, being the clumsiest person to ever exist. "what th—"

"—E FUCK" 

You screamed, hugging yourself tight as you involuntarily took the closest thing to you and raised it up as a weapon to defend yourself from the unknown intruder. 

Oh, it definitely wasn't an intruder. 

Though you would consider him as one as you stood in this position.

"JEON?? WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU BARGE IN LIKE THAT" 

"Woah woah, calm down. You might hit me with that,…" he paused, stifling a laugh. Raising your eyebrow, you noticed your tight grip on the toilet brush. 

"What are you doing showering with a toilet brush?" tilting his head, you dropped the said item before rolling your eyes. "And what the hell are you doing here, Jeon? Can't you see I'm showering?" 

"You left the door open." 

"Doesn't mean you could just enter like that," you scoffed, closing the shower curtains to block him from your view, in which he shoved back open, allowing him to get a view of your bare back— and, well, your arse. "But, I smelled the strawberry"

"Hmm, black lace laid on your bed… bathroom door open, and my favorite strawberry showergel. It's like you were expecting me, were you?"

Well, he wasn't quite wrong. You had a small, very tiny feeling he'd come, considering that it was a Friday, and no big events were planned the next few days, though you never really intended all those things he just said— it was just a mere coincidence. 

"Koo, let me finish showering" you spoke, and although your back faced him, you can envision his smirk in your mind. "Hm. Alright then," hearing a tad bit of disappointment in his voice, you can't help but feel disappointed yourself

 You didn't think he'd give in so—

"Gosh, you and your shower gel really turns me on," 

Oh. Nevermind. Spoke too soon.

Turning your head around, your mouth hung open as you saw his naked body standing behind you. "What the fuck?

"When did you… undress yourself?" looking at him only on his face, you try your best to not drift your eyes further away. 

"Just now." opening your mouth, you close if back shut halting whatever you were about to say. Well, you had nothing to say anyways.

You rolled your eyes, facing back the front as you felt him wrap his arms around your waist, and place his chin on your shoulder. "Can I fuck you?" he asked ever so casually, as if he was a child asking permission to borrow someone's phone.

"I- uh- isn't shower sex a little bit too overrated?" 

Lifting his face up, he removed his hold from your waist and spoke, "You know, I wouldn't say no to such a wonderful, charming boyfriend like me. Do you know ho‐"

His words paused, as you made a rather bold movement to shut him up. Lips firmly pressed against his, you can feel his smile through the kiss, and his arms snaking back to your waist. 

Separating from the soft kiss, Jungkook's forehead leaned against yours, a grin appearing on his face. "You were talking too much." you let out in almost a whisper.

"I knew it would work," you rolled your eyes, but to prevent you from running away from him (and possibly rejecting him), Jungkook acted fast to bring your lips back to his, in which you immediately melted in. 

Not parting from each other, Jungkook gently pressed you against the cold wall, the sound of water droplets from the shower head echoing through the room. Though it was wasting tons of water, you were too caught up in the moment to even care.

Parting to both catch your breaths, Jungkook once again leaned his forehead against yours, his lidded eyes scanning your body. "I missed you so much," 

"Hm., is that why you couldn't wait until I finished showering?" you put on a confident smile, your hands crawling up to your fiance's neck. Jungkook only hummed in response, as you scanned his face, kissing the mole below his lips afterwards.

No exchange of words were heard afterwards, as Jungkook cupped your face to kiss you once again. The feeling was amazing— you knew you felt it hundreds and thousands of times before yet butterflies won't ever stop fluttering in your stomach whenever he does this, kiss you. 

Knee pressing against your center, you couldn't help but let out a moan at the sudden contact, allowing him to kiss you even deeper. His warm hand was caressing your waist, making you absolutely crazy.

Pulling away from the heated kiss, both of your panting filling the room. Seeing water still running from the shower head, you gently pushed your lover away to turn it off.

But, things seemed to happen so fast.

The bar of soap you screamed at earlier slid beneath your feet, as you closed your eyes preparing for the impact, but for a second, you felt a weight holding you up until you hit the slippery tiles butt first with a loud thump.

Groaning in unison, you widen your eyes to realize that Jungkook slipped with you as well. "Fuck," he muttered, rubbing his behind which was sore from the impact. 

"Oh my god," you whispered, turning around to face him. From the looks of it, it seems like Jungkook was the one much more hurt at the moment. 

"God, you almost crushed my dick" he winced, a laugh slipping out your mouth, which you immediately stifled. "Oh my god, are you okay?" you spoke, trying hard to conceal your laughter.

"You know, I should be the one laughing at you right now. Really? Slipping on a bar of soap? While making out with me?" he said, obviously jokingly. 

"I told you shower sex was overrated." 

[annie-mit-ie]

Glimpses: Part 13 (Kathryn Hahn x Fem!Reader)

Part 1 // previous chapter <<< >>> next chapter

Summary: Just a casual catch-up.

Word Count: 2k

A/N: I don't even know what's happening with Kathryn anymore. Guess it's all going "downhill" from here. Don't get mad! It'll be better soon, I promise! ;)

Tag List: @danvers97 @zafirosreverie @srtamercurio @wanatag @pulledbythestars17 @plantowl @spacehahn

Playlist! :)

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A couple days pass before you get another sign of life from Kathryn. It's the weekend again and you are lying on your bed, looking up at the ceiling. Alex is talking away on FaceTime, currently ranting about something that happened at her workplace earlier this week. She always does that, lets people walk over her and then complains about it to you.

You are just about to sit up and shut her down to make her stand up for herself more as a mail comes in. For a moment, you are confused, as you have never read the mail address it is coming from before. Still, you immediately open it to read through, a move that doesn't go unnoticed by Alex, who has stopped talking by now. 

"What is it?" She asks, looking rather concerned.

You are unsure what to say and talk as you read the mail. "Hmmmmmm, OH. Oh it's from Kathryn! Oh this took me way too long. But, you know, if all those "a prince from god knows where wants to send you money"-mails I wasn't sure what to expect." Both of you laugh as you read on.

Just as always, Alex is the perfect example of a nosy neighbor. "What does it saaaay? Don't keep me in the dark, ma'am!", she says and grins into the camera. Nearly done reading, you look up and shoot her an annoyed look. As a joke, obviously, but really, Alex needs to calm down sometimes. You reread the mail and prepare to summarize it for the both of you.

Essentially, Kathryn is simply talking about how she had broken her phone on the way to Europe as they made their way through the airport and spent a couple days hunting down your e-mail address to reach out to you again. She doesn't have a new phone just yet, because she took it as a chance to dive into the script and prepare for the shooting, but feels like it's about time she updates and checks in on you. Furthermore, to really focus on the movie, she decided to not cope the numbers from her old phone just now. Instead, she got a completely new, empty phone and only handed out her number to a handful of people, so she can really be one with the project.

It takes a while for you to understand that this means you are special to her and she chose you out of (probably) a lot of people to stay in contact with. If it wasn't for Alex, you would probably fall into a hole now and over analyze if this means more or not, but she interrupts your train of thought, as always.

"Isn't that just SO Kathryn? Like, I can totally see her sitting there, choosing not to have a phone so she can read her scripts in peace and become her character. That's how passionate she is, ugh, I love her."

Usually, you would agree and say you love her, too, but as of lately you can't bring yourself to say these words out loud anymore, since they feel way too intimate considering the relationship you have formed with Kathryn over the last couple of weeks. So, instead of saying anything, you simply nod and read the mail again before typing the number she provided you with into your phone.

A part of you is very happy about the mail and Kathryn's update, but you have to admit that there is also a part of you that wishes she would've said something about missing you. You miss her,  mentally and physically. You miss her touch and her warmth and, thinking about it for a little too long, you miss what kissing her lips feels like. And you miss how her hair feels on your skin as she bends over you. If you're being honest, you simply miss everything about her.

Alex seems to sense your thoughts and breaks the silence. "You miss her, don't you?"

You don't want to think about it any deeper as you can feel some tears forming in the corners of your eyes. Instead, you just nod as you bite the inside of your lower lip, holding them back.

"You know, Y/N. You should tell her. I am really sure she misses you, too. Like, in THAT way. If you tell me everything that happens between the two of you at all times, then I'm pretty sure she is in love with you, too, you know?" "I AM NOT IN LOVE WITH HER!", you suddenly jump and get way louder than you meant to be. Or are you? Hell, you don't even know anymore. Fact is, Kathryn is gone and won't be back for a while and there is no way for you to change that and that is why you shouldn't dwell into those feelings because after all you'll just get hurt anyway.

You decide to shoot a quick message to the number Kathryn provided you with and let her know you read the mail and hope she is doing alright. Also you can't help but tell her how incredibly boring life is without her - could be seen as you telling her you miss her, but doesn't have to be read that way if she doesn't want it.

Alex finally rants about work a little longer before you decide to watch a movie together since it's getting late on her end and you usually spend your Sundays watching a movie or two, whenever both of you are available. 

It takes Kathryn until around noon the next day to answer your message and she seems rather stressed, as it simply reads "Let's catch up tonight! x", as if she didn't even get to finish typing it all out. Excited for the night, you plan out the rest of the day and secretly hope she will acknowledged any kind of feelings she might have in any way, so you can finally talk it all out. 

You're sitting outside in your mom's garden in between all of her flowers on a comfy garden bench as the call comes in and decide to take it with your computer that is placed on the garden table beside you. This way, you can sit and act more comfortably and can grab a blanket or pillow with your hands instead of holding onto your phone.

"Hiya Hon! I missed your face!" Kathryn speaks in excitement as her wide grin fills the screen. She is also taking the call with a computer, as she is just putting her phone away when she sees you.

You smile softly and a warm fuzzy feeling makes itself at home in your body. „Hey Kathryn.. you look beautiful tonight, as always.“

Kathryn blushes as a cheeky smile plays along her lips and makes herself comfortable on the couch that's placed next to the hotel room window. You can see the last couple of sunrays cradling her face as she leans back and the sun hits her features through the open window. She is wearing a white loose shirt and a thin golden necklace is resting around her neck. Her fingers caress the cold metal as she looks at you, softly biting the right side of her lover lip.

„How are you doing, Sweetie?“ she says and you don’t know what to reply. You want to tell her that you miss her - more than just physically -, you want to tell her that she is occupying your thoughts and dreams and that you want to be with her and how it crushes you that she isn’t with you right now. Yet, something is holding you back, because somehow, you feel like she needs to be the one to bring it up first.

Your breath hitches as she does. „I miss you, honey.“

Your heart is racing and you can feel it beating in your throat in anticipation of what she might say next. „I miss sitting with you and laughing, yeah, but I also really miss kissing you. I can’t believe we don’t get to do that for such a long time.“ She groans.

Yeah. That. Of course she misses that. You sink back into the couch, slightly disappointed, but at the same time - what did you expect?

She notices. „Is everything alright, Love?“ she seems worried.

„Yeah! I’m good. It’s just been a rough week and not being able to sit and, you know, spent time with you just seems wrong.“ You’re not lying.

She nods. „It does. You’re right.“

„I know.“ For a moment, both of you fall silent, caught up in your thoughts. Kathryn is still playing with her necklace, as she is lying on the couch in a very relaxed position with her foot propped up and, all of a sudden, looks absolutely heartbroken.

You can’t stand to see her like this and decide to change the topic. You sit up straight again. „So… HOW IS IT? Tell me all about it! The set, the project, YOUR COLLEAGUES and like… I know you can’t really tell me anything, but like… TELL ME EVERYTHING.“

Her laughter fills the room. You did it, you made both of you happy. „Alright, well. It seems to be a very suspenseful movie and the cast is just great. Lots of people my age but also a couple young ones that remind me of you,“ she winks. „I enjoy working here very much so far.“

Speaking about other people has your attention, so you decide to dig deeper. „So, they all treat you like the Queen you are.“

She waves it off. „Oh SHUSH. You are crazy. Although… you are not wrong, all of them treat me very well.“ 

A small smile plays around her lips and, for a moment, you wonder why, but she is already changing the topic. “We’re actually going out for dinner in the upcoming week. I am very excited. It’s gonna be just a couple of us, but, you know me, I love connecting with the others. Bouncing off ideas and all.”

You nod. You DO know her. “That sounds amazing Kathryn! I am beyond excited for you.”

In the distance, you can hear thunder and see the clouds getting darker. Looking back at her, you catch her yawning. “Hey you? It’s getting stormy out here," You look around you again. "I think there’s a storm coming.”

“OH NO.” She mumbles, before she yawns again.

“ALSO,” you try to get her attention back. “You, ma’am, seem to be pretty tired tonight.”

Forcefully keeping her eyes open, she scans your face. “NEVER. I am never tired. I always go to bed late.” She laughs.

“Kathryn…” you really don’t want to be a literal mom in front of her again, but she doesn’t actually leave you a choice.

“I KNOW, I know,” she laughs. “I had a night shoot last night and I think I can finally feel the aftermath.” She yawns again. This time, you yawn with her. “See, you’re tired, too, and I can actually hear AND see the storm approaching behind you. I need you to stay save and get inside.”

You nod, already grabbing the things you put on your table. “Don’t go silent on me again, yeah?”

“I promise I won’t.” She says and you believe her.

“Alright then, good night, K.” Kathryn smiles at the nickname.

“Sleep well, Y/N. And again, text me anytime, promise I'll be there as soon as I can.” And with that, all good byes are said and you immediately close your computer and storm inside after hanging up as the first raindrops hit you.

The storm is starting to get heavier and the incoming rain is now hitting the windows hard as the thunder rolls in - a perfect representation of your thoughts and feelings piling up inside of you.

[cryopathiic-a]

In many ways, she got what she wanted. Because normally he would be the type to deny his own antics and pretend that he's impervious to whether or not they yield a reaction. But this time, Dōma had not bothered to hide his satisfaction every time Astra would make a face after he bullied her brother over the dinner table or purposefully changed the placement of her car keys and lipstick and - the ultimate blasphemy - her katana, so she'd have a little bit of a harder time getting ready to head out for her office. It was always something seemingly insignificant and passive aggressive - but he knows how to make it count. And besides, having an insect constantly delivering small pinches to your skin can be more frustrating and less lethal than a wolf's bite.

❝ You spoke with them?! You should have opened with that, Astra. ❞ He perks up. A part of him wonders why she would have hid that; to protect herself, or his followers or because she was under oath? He was not going to go out of his way just to eat these girls and she must have known that by now. It was too much effort and she would come to find that he did not form attachments like that — or at all.

His hand stays put when her glove glides on his skin. And then it tilts to where he can run his thumb over her knuckles. It's a very loose hold. He does not acknowledge it when he sits up on the passenger's seat.

❝ Who did you talk to? Hanako? Sakura? Momo? Yurika? ❞ He guesses all the names right. It's easy, because he has named them all after flowers. Something beautiful yet frail and fleeting. And every time they 'leave', new ones come to receive their names; and so the cycle of life is always complete. The demon assumes a pensive look as he continues, gaze rolling to the side. He speaks between each drag of smoke and his cool thumb rubs small circles on the backside of her palm.

❝ My girls... they had lived very, very horrible lives before coming to me. So I tried to make their time with me nice and easy. I believe it is only fair for us demons to treat the humans kindly like that. When we live for so long, we become detached from humanity — and that's how it should be. So we can see human life in its entirety. And know what's at the end of it. In that way, it's almost like we have a hand in that divine plan. Isn't that beautiful? ❞ He wears a wry smile, leaning back in his seat to finish the cigarette; and he knows it bothers her, the way the smoke concentrates between them and the way he keeps flicking the dust in the tray every other minute. She hides it well. A human would have not been able to tell.

❝ What does that involve? Decomissioning people, I mean. I'd like to know what they're up to with their lives. Did they talk about me? ❞ Maybe that's why she hadn't told him up to now. Maybe it was the way he smiled and spoke so casually about it, as if he wasn't planning on eating these people eventually. As if the Corps had not saved them from the clutches of a monster. And there's something else that he wants to ask - that he holds back. Muddying the waters a bit so she won't read between the lines so easily. It's easier to start with that, the expected interest over people whose souls he had owned for a time, rather than ask her about those alternative methods she mentioned upfront. And it helps that Astra concurs with his personal beliefs on these women. That they are weak. They are fragile, as she put it.

He seems much more invested in the topic of cult girls rather than pressing on the previous one. But he listens to her. And that's also new. They have danced around each other long enough to read certain things on their expression; though Dōma's is always guarded behind that uncanny smile. But now his lips are relaxed and his head cants slightly.

❝ I'm disappointed. ❞ He reverberates blankly. It's equal parts innocent and horrible; ugly to think a creature of that size and magnitude couldn't have discerned that on his own accord. His hand squeezes hers lightly before it slips away. ❝ I guess I am disa— hey! ❞ She pries the cigarette from him and his fingers merely twitch. The cigar is thicker and he swipes it under his nose to breathe in the flavors. It doesn't smell all that good, but then again the cigarettes didn't either. He tends to prefer those chemical, artificial scents over stuff that can be used as spices.

It gets waved around a lot as he continues to talk.

❝ Yeah...I mean I guess the fact you're consistent helps. ❞ And that's an observation. Normally he wouldn't be that open about the amount of attention that he affords her. ❝ It might be more interesting to be unpredictable, but it's not efficient. Nobody wants that from the guy who calls the shots. Girl— ❞ He lets out a boyish chuckle, shoves his arm into her shoulder playfully. ❝ Did you know he once gave a lot — no, like a lot of blood to some kid he found. And then that kid wasted all of it. And what did he do? He goes and dismantles the lower ranks and doesn't even eat them. I mean, I remember the night I felt this... hole in my chest, you know? Like suddenly something wasn't there. And at the time I hadn't thought much of it but now I look back and I'm just— ❞

He laughs. He wedges the cigar between his teeth and lights it. There's an immediate release of aromas that doesn't sit well with the lingering smoke. He takes a drag and chokes a little.

❝ Oh, woah, this thing is heavy. ❞ Clearly it wasn't made for fast consumption, but to be savored instead. ❝ Pft- ...sorry, I was sidetracked. You were saying, I should exact my revenge and beat him up to feel better? Because our relationship wasn't two-sided. Uh... well, he did gift me a Bible once. ❞ He shrugs. Then there's a small pause and just as Astra draws her breath to respond to him—

❝ Is our relationship two sided? ❞

[gladerwolfstarkimagines]

Imagine being Tenzin's eldest daughter and dating Bolin which Tenzin isn't very pleased with. So Tenzin makes it his mission to keep you and Bolin apart which just means the two of you find sneakier ways to be together.

Part Two here

Tenzin got back to his house and for once it was quiet, confused where the small army he shared his house with was he approached his second eldest daughter Jinora. "Where's korra?" Tenzin asked. "With Asami". "And Ikki and Meelo?". "With uncle Boomi". “And your mother?”. “Out with Aunt Kya”. Tenzin smiled everyone was taken care of and he could finally relax. "And y/n and Bolin?" Tenzin asked relaxing into his chair. "They'e in y/n's room" Jinora shrugged and Tenzin jumped up "with the door closed? Y/n" he bellowed pushing the door open with air bending. "Okay okay im sorry" he heard you yell and Tenzin sighed having your boyfriend stay here was making him age faster.

You and Bolin were in your room relaxing on the bed preparing to watch a movie. For once you didn’t have to babysit your younger siblings or train so had rushed off for some privacy with Bolin and your dad almost kicked the door down. Your dad was insanely worried about leaving you and Bolin alone despite the fact you were dating and Bolin was the sweetest guy in the world. Bolin had been trying to show you the mover he was in for week but you never had a spare moment where you could be alone with him. So when your dad had gone out and left you and Bolin with no task it seemed like the perfect time. You were determined your dad wouldn’t stop another one of your dates but of course he managed to. When your door flew open you sighed and called back you’d leave it open as per your dad’s many rules about you and Bolin. You looked to Bolin worried this would ruin the date but Bolin didn’t seem to mind. The movie started and you moved closer to Bolin to lean against him and he accomodated you hugging you against him. You and Bolin were just getting into the movie, despite the noise your family was making throughout the house when your father knocked on the open door and walked in. "Y/n its getting late, i think you and Bolin should get ready to go to sleep soon so he should go do that in his room soon". You nodded at your dad in reply so engrossed in the film you didn’t realise he hadn’t left. Tenzin coughed and you both looked up to see he didn't look impressed. "Ow you mean now?" Bolin asked and Tenzin nodded "well yes i think that'd be best". You blushed as Tenzin stood waiting glaring at Bolin. Bolin jumped up obediently while you pouted annoyed. Bolin paused the film and gathered his things and smiled "we can finish the movie tomorrow". You nodded "i suppose" and Bolin went to step towards you when Tenzin actually growled. A literal noise escaped his throat at Bolin daring to step closer to you. You sighed but Bolin just smirked and left shooting you a smile. Tenzin watched him go staring into his back and then turned to your door and fixed two bells around the door handle. "Dad!" You cried "what is that?". "Nothing just a decoration...". "You're doing it so you’ll know if i leave my room! Do you not trust me?". "I trust you y/n but i do not trust teenage boys! And i have to do my duty as your father! Having your boyfriend under the same roof..i have to take precautions". "But you didn't do this for Mako and Korra!". "Yes well Korra is older than you and Mako is more responsible than Bolin". You groaned and Tenzin coughed "you weren’t going to break the rules so this shouldn’t be an issue for you". You rolled your eyes "fine whatever...can i go to sleep now?". Tenzin nodded "i am only doing it because i love you y/n, if you have children you’ll understand". You huffed and Tenzin frowned "well goodnight y/n". "Goodnight dad" you said exasperatedly as the door closed but you didn’t plan on sleeping. Your dad hadn’t put bells on your window so as soon as you heard him go to bed you got ready. You gathered what you needed and climbed out of your window before airbending onto the roof. You carefully climbed across the roof to Bolin’s room and landed outside his window. You knocked on Bolin’s window film projector in hand and saw the curtains swing aside as Bolin realised it was you. "Y/n" Bolin grinned hanging out of his window "what are you doing here?". "Well we didn't get to finish the movie because of my dad so i figured we could now without him knowing?". Bolin hesitated for two seconds before grinning "yes come on it!". It had only been lightly raining but Bolin still wrapped a blanket around you before bringing you back to your prefered spot on the bed. He bustled around getting the movie ready and the secret snacks Tenzin didnt know about before jumping down next to you.

The film finished and Bolin looked at you anxiously "so what did you think...i wasn't sure if it was too far fetched and could you tell i couldn’t do my stunts properly and i didn’t look that great in that scene with the royal guards...". "Bolin" you said grabbing his shoulders "it was great! You were great in it, your stunts were amazing, your acting was really good and you looked well..." you trailed off blushing "basically it was amazing and i really enjoyed it!". "Really?" Bolin asked and you nodded. Bolin seized you in a hug and it made you blush he valued your opinion so much. "Im so glad you like it" he smiled putting you back down "your opinion means a lot to me" he blushed and you smiled. "Yours too Bolin" you told him "you're one of the most important people to me". Bolin's blush grew and he looked down his eyes slightly glazed. Bolin smiled and took your hand "you're pretty important to me too y/n" and kissed you softly. Bolin was always so caring and affectionate he just always made you feel loved and safe. He never pressured or rushed you, he was the best man you'd ever met. You broke away blushing and smiled at him before sighing "i should probably go". Bolin frowned "are you sure i mean it's not even that late...plus it's raining really heavily outside you could get a cold or get blown off the roof! Or lost". "Lost? My rooms practically across from yours!" you smirked but Bolin shrugged "i still don’t think you should risk it". You smirked "so what i stay here until the rain stops...that could be all night". Bolin shrugged "i just think it’d be safer it probably won’t be all night" he argued but his tone told you he hoped it would be. You smirked and nodded "fine..i guess i can stay for a bit longer and see if it stops". Bolin grinned "that's a very good decision y/n i must say". "Stop it" you pushed him before blushing as he grabbed your hand. You smiled and leant into him "i might nap while im here for a bit, if that's okay?". Bolin nodded "of course" and gathered even more blankets to keep you warm. You smiled getting into the blankets and Bolin got in beside you. With a bolt of lightning the rain came down ever harder. You noticed and Bolin pretended to look away. "i didn’t do anything!" he said when he felt you looking at him. "Mh hmmm?" You asked laying beside him but you were smiling. "Promise" Bolin smiled putting an arm around you. Bolin was so broad you fitted against him easily and curled up against his side. Bolin wrapped his large arm around you and you felt do safe and warm with the rain pounding against the window. "Goodnight y/n" Bolin smiled kissing your forehead and you smiled closing your eyes. "Goodnight Bolin".

You vaguely heard voices and groaned trying to sunk further into the warmth and Bolin. You buried your head against his chest and fell back to sleep when suddenly Bolin’s door was thrown open. "Y/n" Tenzin screetched and you and Bolin jolted awake. Bolin let out a yelp as Tenzin stared his eyes bulging. "You didn’t put bells on my windows?" you offered and your father turned even more red. "I’ll be putting bars on your window young lady if you dont stay in your assigned room!" He yelled and to your dismay others flocked to the room. "Did you find her?" Asami asked before smirking "ow...i see". "She's in here?" Mako asked "but thats Bolins room" before trailing off as Korra stumbled in too. "Well you did want Y/N to help rebuild the air nation" Korra smirked before she halted as Tenzin spun on her making the avatar gulp. "Is there something funny about my little girl growing up?" Tenzin yelled at them "no? Didn’t think so! Y/n get out of there right now and march yourself to your room this instance". You distangled yourself from Bolin and all the blankets and stood up red faced. "Sir it wasnt y/ns fault..." Bolin tried but Tenzin silenced him with a look. "You are grounded young lady and if i ever find you in his room again i'll...i'll take away your bison!". "Dad...." you groaned but he shook his head "no buts now to your room". You rolled your eyes but did as he said.

Later you sat in your room avoiding your dad's wrath when you heard someone near your window and opened your suprisingly still unlocked window to see Pabu. "Pabu?" You asked as he scampered in and dropped something on your bed. You grinned to see it was a note from Bolin with a wild flower attached "so guess you're our go between huh Pabu" You asked the fire ferret as you fed him a treat as payment. Pabu made a happy noise and you smiled before turning to Bolin’s note. "Sorry i got you in trouble but it was worth it" he wrote "think your dads gonna have us under surveillance for a while but i'm sure we can work around it. I'm game if you are and next time we wont get caught. Love Bolin". You smiled hiding your note and wrote a quick reply before handing it to Pabu who ran off to give it Bolin. You picked up the flower Pabu had also brought and smirked, you had the best boyfriend ever. Father be damned you’d find a way to see him.