#and he doesn't even know any of it.... woww

[luvsturniolo]

ー ★ !! STRANGER

pairing : matt sturniolo x fem!reader

synopsis : having been dared to kiss a random stranger, you're the first person matt choses to approach

a/n : guys ive been needing to write another fic so badly that i got this prompt off of pinterest and i'm completely winging it (this is a cry for help. pls send reqs bc i'm running low atm.)

i hate how this is written & this is prob the worst thing i've done on this app but i need to post something so ur gonna read it anyway !

wc : 2.5k

nick, matt, chris, nate, and madi are currently on an expidition to the mall. they hardly ever hang out as a complete group, so everyones moods are sky rocketed from the simple fact of them all being together. it honestly doesn't matter what they're buying or where they are. they'll all have smiles on their faces regardless.

"i'm surprised nick isn't trying to record a video right now." chris says as the group enters a random clothing store. "it's one of the very few times we're all together and everyone is in good moods. nick would normally take advantage of that."

"just say you want to record and move on." matt grumbles, walking over to one of the racks to flip through the t-shirts on display.

"i don't want to record! i was saying nick probably would!" chris tries to defend himself, earning weird looks from everyone due to this very clearly being a lie. chris lets out a sigh when he realizes that nobody is believing him. "whatever. i'm just saying that i don't think we should waste the opportunity to make good content. the fans love nate and madi."

"woww," madi says sarcastically, feigning offence, "you're just using us for content?"

"oh, shut up." chris replies, dramatically rolling his eyes at her teasing. madi giggles and takes a sip from the cup of lemonade she got from lunch earlier today at the food court. everyone else already finished their drinks, she's the only one with anything leftover from the meal.

"i didn't bring the camera anyway." nick says with a careless shrug, causing chris's jaw to drop with shock. "i wanted this hangout to be authentic. just everyone laughing and smiling together as a group. no cameras. no new friends. just us."

"since when did you ever leave the house without your camera?" chris asks him with his jaw still hung loose on its hinges. "it's practically glued to your bag at all times."

matt finds himself zoning out of the conversation as he looks around at the clothes. their argument about recording is only relevant to him if they decide that they are going to record. otherwise, it's unimportant and frankly quite boring. and now that nick admitted that he didn't even bring the camera, the conversation is no longer of interest to him.

they continue to stay near the front of the store, nick and chris arguing about the camera predicament while nate and madi laugh at them from the sidelines. but matt strays away from the group. he has about eighty bucks he brought with the intent on spending it all today. well, at least half of it or more. so he begins to get distracted with the task of finding new clothes to add to his wardrobe.

he made a mental note before leaving the house that he wants more hoodies since the weather is started to get colder. knowing this, he wanders over to the back of the store. he's been here enough to know that there's a rack of jackets and long-sleeved shirts in the right corner beside the employee exit door.

matt flips through the clothing. he wants more bright colors in his closet. most of his hoodies are black or dark grey. nick said that his wardrobe looks like a funeral home and he needs something more lively. but nothing here seems to catch his eye.

"need help finding anything?" a random female voice asks him. he turns to face the sound and sees a worker standing to his left. you. and lets just say you definitely catch his eye — unlike any of the clothes you're selling. he likes the style of your hair, the color of your eyes, the shape of your face, the bridge of your nose, all of it.

damn! matt's never been this whipped for a random stranger. it's normal for him to find random girls attractive in public, but something about you is making him unable to take his eyes away yours.

"okay? i'll take that as a no." you say before turning on your heel and leaving. as soon as you walk away, matt feels the urge to call out and stop you, but he doesn't know your name. he was too busy admiring you to read the tag on your uniform.

he lets out a sigh before walking back across the store and rejoining the group, his mood now soured completely. when he walks up to his brothers, nick turns around with a camera in his hand, recording.

"what the hell?" matt says. "i thought you didn't bring it."

"he lied so he didn't have to film." chris says with an eye roll. "but i didn't believe him. so i dug through his backpack and guess what! i found it sitting on the very top, fully charged."

matt just nods, not having anything to say to that. plus, now that he's in a bad mood it's be best to stay away from the camera so his bitchiness doesn't ruin the video. he feels guilty for being like this while everyone else has such high spirits, but he can't help it. he embarassed himself in front of the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen. there's no coming back from that.

the group exits the store and they begin to wander around. they're looking for a sunglasses store for nate so he can buy a new pair seeing as he broke his last ones while leaning out of the window of the van. the slipped off of his face — never to be seen again. but nate claims he needed new glasses anyway due to how old and scathed those ones were.

"you okay?" nate asks. the fact that he noticed matt's fatigue takes him by surprise. matt wants to continue sulking in his soured mood, but when he looks at nate's genuine worried expression, he can't help but confide in his friend about the events from earlier.

matt tells him about how he was looking for a jacket when you approached him. you came up so casually as though it meant nothing to you, when it meant everything to him. matt describes you, accentuating your beauty to paint the picture as well as possible. he tells nate that he feels like he's being dramatic, but he can't help it. i mean, you're a complete stranger whose name he doesn't even know. and yet he can't take his mind off of your guys's short interaction.

"i wish i had some wise words of advice for you, but i don't." nate says. "but judging just by the way you talk about her, you need to get her number or something. i've literally never heard you talk about a girl like that. you're fuckin' whipped, man."

"i agree." matt says. "but how the hell am i supposed to get her number when she's a literal stranger? i don't know anything about her."

"you know where she works." nate points out.

matt thinks about this for a moment before deciding that nate's right. he knows where you work and that's more than knowing nothing. someones job says a lot about them — how much money they make, what means a lot to them, etc. i mean, he's not the type of guy who gives a shit about your income, but if he wanted to know something about you, he could easily find out a lot.

"lets buy your sunglasses." matt says, confidence slowly overtaking him now that he doesn't feel like this whole thing is hopeless. "then, we can all go get a snack at the food court so i have some motivation to go talk to her."

nate agrees and hurries to catch up with the rest of the group. matt does the same, rejoining everyone now that his mood is boosted once again. they go to the glasses store and nate picks out a pair that he likes. the whole time, matt is back to normal. everyone notices the shift in his demeanor, but they decide not to point it out.

after nate purchases the glasses he chose, matt tells nick that he's hungry. madi agrees with matt, saying she could eat something seeing as it's been a few hours since they had lunch. not thinking much of it, nick agrees to go to the food court.

"fuck." chris says, sitting in the plastic chair beside matt. "i didn't know they had mozzarella sticks! if i'd known that, i would've gotten them too!"

matt just shrugs, eating another bite with a smug look on his face. chris shoots him a glare and scoffs, turning back to his cheesy fries with a frown. just as chris is about to insult matt, nick and madi come over to the table with their food. nick is still carrying the camera around, filming everything for their next blog. most of what he's filming will be edited out, but he's still taking the footage just in case.

as they all begin eating their food, nate — who had been using the bathroom for the past few minutes — comes back with a slushy and a small grin. he sits on the other side of matt with a weird look on his face. matt gives him a strange look and nate just giggles and looks away.

"i'm bored guys." nate says. "we should play truth or dare."

"okay." chris agrees easily. but nick shakes his head, not thinking this is a good idea. but chris insists. "c'mon, it'll be good content. plus we're not gonna do any stupid dares that will get us in trouble or anything."

when matt and madi take chris's side, nick has no choice but to give in play the game. his only condition is that he gets to ask chris first, and he has to pick dare. chris agrees to his terms.

"i dare you to say yes to everything i ask for the rest of the day." nick tells him with a sarcastic smile. chris rolls his eyes, but has no choice but to do as he says.

"can i go next?" nate asks excitedly. it's supposed to be chris's turn next since he was the one who did the dare, but nick answers dow him. he nods, letting nate go ahead. and chris can't argue since he has to say yes to whatever nick wants. nate grins widely and continues. "matt, truth or dare."

"dare." matt says without hesitation.

"i dare you to kiss a random stranger." nate tells him with a grin. "they have to be in the food court, though."

"what the fuck type of dare is that?" nick shouts. "we're not bringing random stranger into this! plus, isn't that against some kind of law? kissing random people can't be fucking legal."

matt is about to agree with nick, saying it's a horrible idea. but he notices nate flicking his eyes back and forth between matt and someone over his shoulder, gesturing for him to look at them. matt turns around and follows nate's gaze to find you sitting alone at a table. you're wearing your work clothes, sipping on a smoothie while scrolling through your phone.

matt changes his mind in an instant. "it's my dare, nick, not yours. so fuck off and play the game like everyone else."

with that, matt stands up from his seat, causing the legs to scrape against the tiled floor beneath it. he awkwardly approaches you with a giddy smile. god, he feels like an idiot. he feels like he went back in time to when he was a child, getting nervous to talk to literally any girl on the playground.

he stands in front of your table and clears his throat to get your attention. you look up at him and raise a brow in confusion. "mind if i sit down?" he asks, pointing to the chair beside you.

"go ahead." you tell him. you're still confused about who this guy is as he sits down at your table. he's attractive and seems sweet, but who is- oh. as he runs a can through his hair, you remember who he is. "you're the guy from the store. you were the one who stared at me instead of answering."

matt feels his cheeks heat with embarrassment. that's not the first impression he wanted to make. but at least you remember him! it's better than you not knowing who he was at all.

plus, you're not talking to him in a weird way. you're smiling as though you find his awkwardness amusing rather than strange — which it is.

"that's me." he says. matt glances over his shoulder at his friends only to see that they're all staring at you guys intently. chris waves him on, urging him to hurry the hell up.

"they're nosy." you say with a laugh. "i'm assuming they're your friends. otherwise, i'd be extremely creeped out."

"uh, yeah." matt says, looking away from chris to refocus on you. fuck. every time he looks at you, he's taken aback by your beauty. like time seems to slow when you guys make eye contact. "listen, they sent me over here as a dare. i'm supposed to kiss you."

you laugh at him for a second. but then you realize he's not kidding. he's being serious. "god, take me on a date first." you tell him sarcastically. matt laughs, but is still pretty serious about the dare. you feel weird agreeing to kiss a stranger, but it'd be even weirder if you were to say no.

not to mention, the boy beside of you is insanely attractive. it wouldn't be such a bad thing to kiss something this hot. "i'll let you kiss me if you agree to give me your number afterward." you tell him.

"i would have asked for it anyway." matt says with a teasing smile. knowing you have an interest in him as well gave matt a boost in confidence. and you honestly think that his confidence makes him even more attractive.

he leans forward and you do the same. you were expecting a small smooch the way little kids kiss at recess, but this guy went all in. he places one hand on the back of your head to tangle through your hair while the other hand cupped your cheek. the kiss was passionate and needy. and you fucking loved it.

when he broke it to catch his breath, you felt deprived of something more. you were practically craving this guy you met only a few minutes ago.

matt smirked at you before you guys exchanged numbers. you were still distracted by the fact that you guys nearly made out in the middle of the food court to process what was going on. as your confidence left, his was refilled.

"i'll come back to your shop before i leave the mall." matt says. "maybe next time i'll actually catch your name before we make out in the storage room."

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[writing-whump]

Woww thank you for the accident fic I was one of the fans who asked for it 😄 maybe it was not fun for you as much as other but I really enjoyed it (guess I'm a huge fan of those kind unexpected drama and sacrifice lol) Tbh, I don't want to bore you, or mess your schedule and attention but I can't help myself! Well, ok, I admit I'm a drama-addict and love to read other's reactions to it. Sorry for insisting!!

So it's just a tiny request, it really doesn't have to a fic-long as usual (if you want to write that way of course it's way better for me lol) I'm just curious about how would Isiah feel and think when he found out about the accident. I understand that this kind of trauma can be healed easily for wolves and not a concern, and Hex&Arnie got through it well, but it could be worse, right? Idk maybe Arnie would feel stressed about it afterwards and worry about Hex even though he's already healed. He might also blame himself for what happened as he was driving? Anyways, would you consider write another part stress sick Arnie and caretaker Isiah?

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I mean, this is fitting, since Arnie doesn't get stress sick, but he gets stress migraines. And we didn't have him with Isaiah as caretaker for a while...here you go🥰🤗

Stress migraine

Arnie really wanted to have fun today.

Hector was sleeping third day in a row already, tyring to get his shadow back up after all the healing. Nobody really knew, since Hector wouldn't want the pack to know and refused to call anyone.

Arnie understood. It was usually just the two of them, when something bad happened to either. Hector never let himself or Arnie find out if they had other people they could trust.

But now they had someone like that back. Someone they could call.

Other thing was that there wasn't really much to tell. Hector was fine, the car was getting fixed, Arnie wasn't hurt very much. What was he supposed to make a scene for, when there was no proof something even happened?

He caught himself looking for the little wound in his hair in the mirror just to make sure he didn't dream the whole accident up.

They had a scheduled meeting with Isaiah on Saturday though and Arnie figured it was a good opportunity as any to get out and distract himself.

He wanted to stop waking up to the fear he was back at the car or keep checking Hector every 30 minutes like he would start coughing blood out of his sleep all of sudden.

No, this was good.

Isaiah took him on a tour around Vienna. He said it was a scandal Arnie didn't get to see the center yet and that he didn't know all the sights by memory now.

Isaiah definitely did. They took Tram D around the main ring of the first district. Many important things were all after each other, parliament, city hall, the two giant museums of natural history and art history right across each other, the giant theater, the Butterfly House...

Isaiah refused to take a car, when everything was so well-connected and they spend the day on foot, from one park to another, one big street to another.

Isaiah seemed to have a thought out plan of switching between greenery and impressive buildings, talking all about the style of architecture, how many times they were rebuild, who famous lived there.

Arnie was so overwhelmed with all the information he stopped putting it together halfway through. He took comfort from just Isaiah's relaxed mood, his zealous voice and ardent expression.

Everything was all good with the world again. One could believe it, listening to him.

Somewhere around midday they went to get lunch near the Schonenbrun castle and gardens, Isaiah treating him to schnitzel and cake for good measure. He never let Arnie pay for anything when they were together.

"I have the same inheritance as you do," Arnie objectdd as he took a sip from his cold brew coffee.

Isaiah smiled. "Yeah, but we will start this talk once you make your own. Rich or not, there is nothing like getting a paycheck for the first time. Your effort, you decision."

"So you want to pay for everything with what you earn?"

"The assistance job I got at the uni pays well. I also helped out with a city planning project last year that had very good funding."

Arnie leaned back in the chair. "That's cool. What about your whole wolf helping activities? Hector says you get called to things all around the city. Do you get any pay from that?"

Isaiah took a spoonful of his chocolate lava cake. "No, I don't do that for money. I like helping out."

"You shouldn't be doing that for free though, when it takes so much of your time. Or is it the contacts and favours you gather that way?"

"Isn't it worthwhile and helpful when you can give people things without having them pay for it?"

"Yeah sure, but that's sustainable if you actually use all the money you were born with. If you were born with it." He was getting the impression Isaaih didn't like relying on anything that came from their father. "Besides, don't people take skills and advice more seriously if they have to pay for it? If you give it for free, they might not take any interest at all. It's a way to show them something is valuable."

"What exactly would I call it? Hello, I have experience that your shadow is entirely manageable with the right kind of training, but your pack doesn't seem to know, so come and listen to me?" Isaiah shook his head. Way to insult the pack and trivialise the wolf's problems.

"You have expert training from leading packs of the West. If you wanted to make that systematically accessible through courses or stuff, I think people would find it easer to find you. You could even prevent most of the problems the packs and human authorities call you to."

Isaiah chuckled. "You aren't the first one to suggest something like that. Matthew said something similar. Even Seline said I could make it a job. I don't know. I like working in the academic environment as well."

"It's not like you would have to choose between one or the other. Plus academic jobs are pretty instable I hear."

"You didn't even start uni yet and you are hearing about uni conditions?"

Arnie shrugged. "Lots of protests about the Mittelbau and the time constrained chain contracts around lately." Apprently 80% of the academic workforce that didn't have safe professor status worked under conditioned contracts, always afraid if they were going to be prolonged or not and if they wouldn't have to move to another town just to get a job they specilized in.

"It's impressive you can understand it. You still thinking about law school?"

"Yep." Hector was very careful about not mentioning it too much so Arnie wouldn't feel pressured, but he knew Hector would find it useful. Even wolves had to respect the law.

And Arnie would love to feel a bit more powerful around them.

"You are still studying it too?"

"Additional classes and courses, yeah. It's not my main subject, but it's useful in practice."

Arnie hummed, satisfied with the prognosis of that. He wanted to know useful important stuff.

They talked some more about law and different teaching styles of different faculties.

Everything was going well, except the sun was becoming a bit too much and Arnie's temples were starting to pulse.

Why now? He finally relaxed, finally forgot about what happened at home...

His stomach flipped at the reminder. He was pleasantly full just a minute ago, but now it felt like too much.

They paid and strolled around the gardens, when Arnie said: "Let's sit in the shade for a bit?"

Isaiah gave him a puzzled look that they barely got up and Arnie wanted to sit down already, but complied.

For such a historical sight, there were lots of people chilling on the benches in the shadows. Lots of trees planted for that purpose aside all the magnificently styled flowers everywhere.

"It's really hot today," Arnie said, tugging at the collar of his buttonup. Short sleveed, but still.

"There is a good ice cream stand nearby. I'll get you some." Isaiah patted him on the back as he left.

Arnie slumped back on the bench, relieved to be out of sight for a bit. He didn't want to ruin the tour that Isaiah planned out so carefully, but his head was positively pounding.

He didn't get a headache after the accident. That was weird in hindsight. Usually, when something stressful like that happened, he would absolutely get one.

He must have been too worried for Hector to let himself relax enough for it to set in. Veins must have finally opened from their tense contraction, and that's what made it painful.

Cold sweat was gathering at the back of his neck. His right temple felt like someone was putting a drill to it, while the other was held in a crushing grip.

The sunlight was so blinding, even though he was in a nice shade. He felt goosebumps on his arms, as his lovely lunch churned inside him.

Arnie leaned forward, planting his elbows on his knees as he swallowed heavily against the saliva pooling in his mouth.

His stomach let out an angry whine, cramping up. Arnie hid his face in his hands, taking quick shallow breaths. Not now, not now, not now.

He groaned as his lunch roiled inside him, sniffling. There weren't many people around him in particular but this was still a public space. Beautiful gardens under a tree with a view of the castle, no less.

A burp snuck its way past his lips. His upper lip was covered in sweat now too. He could taste the salt as he licked his lips.

Arnie knew from experience it would only make him more miserable to fight it. The pain in his temples pulsed in synch with his heartbeat.

When he looked up from his hands, the sunlight pierced his eyes even stronger. The pain in his left temple spiked and Arnie heaved, pulling his feet more apart.

He swallowed the first retch down, but the second almost made him choke. Letting his head hang between his knees, he burped, the third wave bringing up the cake and the cold coffee onto the ground.

His brain was buzzing in his skull, so he kept his eyes closed, completely giving in to the sensations. Another wave of puke landed between his feet. Arnie only hoped his shoes wouldn't get dirty.

"Aww kiddo. What happened to you?" He felt Isaiah's cold hand against his nape. Isaiah discarded the two scones of ice cream on the ground at the sight, sitting down gently next to him.

That's when another wave of yellow brown puke found its way up, tasting of the potato salad and meat. Arnie groaned, back arching as he vomited up the longest stream yet.

Isaiah held his shoulder to steady him, rubbing up and down with his thumb. "What happened? Did you feel sick suddenly? Or before? Is it the sun?"

Arnie burped emptily, spitting at the pool between his feat. The smell was making him nauseous still.

"I thought we took enough breaks in the shade. Maybe I miscalculated. You are sweating all over."

Arnie sniffled, his nose running. He kept his eyes closed still, the pounding in his head worse whenever the tried to open his eyes. He tilted towards Isaiah's voice blindly.

Isaiah obediently filled in the spot, letting Arnie lean against his shoulder. "Shhhhh. All good now. We will cool you down and you will feel better in no time."

Arnie sniffled again, curling into Isaiah's clean cologne, probably leaving a trail of snot behind. "Head hurtsss."

"I know, buddy, I know."

"...wanna go home."

Isaiah nodded over his head. "I'll call a taxi. We can go to my place too..."

Arnie shook his head. "Home." He wanted his own bed, his curtains, his medicine, though it would probably take a bit for his stomach to settle enough for it.

Isaiah was quite as they waited, only wrapping his arm around Arnie and helping him up when the taxi came. It was more or less a blurr for Arnie, who was glad Isaiah took over so eagerly, masterfully, despite not even knowing what was wrong.

As they sat in the back of the car, Arnie buried his face in Isaiah's chest, trying to muffle the sounds and light as much as possible.

"You will be okay. Just breathe."

"I'm sorry I ruined the trip."

"You didn't, you didn't. Should have chosen a later hour. With this heat-"

"Not the heat," Arnie sighed. "Migraine."

Isaiah tensed underneath him. "I'm sorry, what?"

"Miragine. It's fine. Not...not your fault."

"Since when do you get migraines?" Isaiah said in a strangled voice.

"Since I was 12? Or 13? Something like that." He moaned quietly as the car took a turn and jostled him.

Isaiah tighed his grip around his torso. They sat in silence for a while before he spoke again. "How often do you get them?"

"Not regularly anymore. Something...usually something triggers it."

Isaiah's hand went up his arm, gently sneaking into his sweaty hair. When Arnie leaned into the touch, Isaiah started rubbing at his temples gently.

"What triggered it this time?" Isaiah asked softly.

The car jostled them again, making them both jump up and down on their seats. Arnie tensed up, then buried his face against Isaiah's neck with a moan.

Isaiah held him as tight as he could without making it painful. Arnie fought against the growing pressure behind his eyes, lips pressed together.

"Arnie?"

Isaiah's voice was so soft and concerned in his ear it got the tears spilling down Arnie's cheeks. "I-it's nothing. Nothing really happened. We-we just-" He sobbed quietly.

"Shhhhh."

"We-we were in a car accident with Hex. Three days ago." He felt the coldness wash over them as the car came into the underground parking place of their apartment complex. Arnie blinked, leaning back, blinking his eyes open in relief at the darkness.

He looked at Isaiah with teary eyes. "I-I was driving and it wasn't my- but Hex, he- protected me and got super hurt and, and he is fine now..."

Isaiah watched him carefully, green eyes of the same shade meeting his. They seemed to have a glow in the dark from how intensity he focused on Arnie.

"But I was really scared, you know? And it's stupid to be upset about it, cause nothing h-happened-"

"It's not stupid. It was scary and horrible, no matter the outcome. I'm sorry."

"B-but I shouldn't be upset, right? Cause we are fine, we are both fine-" His breath hitched with another sob as another tear ran down his cheek. Some part of his brain wondered how the taxi driver didn't say a thing, waiting for Arnie to cry his eyes out on his backseat.

Isaiah brushed some sweaty blond hair away from Arnie's forehead. "And that's important that you are both healthy and okay. But it makes perfect sense you are upset too. You are allowed to get scared and worried."

Arnie's face twisted with another sob as Isaiah petted his hair gently, carefully watching him for any signs it was making the headache worse. But the pressure was really going down as Arnie let the emotion go, through words and tears.

"We didn't have to go out today if you were upset," Isaiah said.

"I wanted to see you though. And we had it scheduled..." so it was the best opportunity.

"If you called me, I would have come. We don't have to just meet when it's 'scheduled' or when you need help with something serious, you know?" Isaiah was still combing Arnie's hair away, when he started to look through his pockets with their other hand, manifesting a paper towel out of nowhere. "Here."

Arnie wiped his face and carefully blew his nose.

"I want to know when something happens in your lives. Good or bad, big or small," Isaiah said, no trace of reproach in his voice, though he sounded firm. "I want to be in the picture."

Arnie felt better hearing it somehow. It was like a permission to call him, even when the trouble wasn't real. Even if it was just Arnie wanting to talk.

The younger boy took a shaky breath, offering Isaiah a shy smile.

[sweetmariihs2]

Something that bothers me a lot is Cedric's exclusion from "family" moments with the royal family. I'm sure there are more moments when this happens, but at the moment I only remember two.

In the first Wassailia episode at season 1 and at the start of the Forever Royal movie, season 4.

In the first, Cedric is not present because the royal family got lost in the snow and found shelter in a peasant house, meanwhile Cedric stayed in the castle. The fact that it's a Christmas special and the lesson learned is "if we're with family then everything's fine, no matter where it is" (even more so in Wassailia). But Cedric is not there, while Baileywick is.

The second image is part of the special's introductory song, and everyone is getting ready for a big day (pun intended). The royal family is heading to the princes' graduation and Baileywick is just opening the carriage door. Still, it's an important moment in the song, and the characters in the scene look at the camera as if they were posing for a photo (which was clearly for Disney Junior to use in the thumbnails of this song and say "woww!! the family is reunited for the grand finale!! how beautiful!) Baileywick is not directly looking at the camera since he just works for the royal family, but he is there, and I think that's enough to consider his presence in that scene.

And okay, we get it, family moments are very cute, but then what is Baileywick doing there? I'm not bothered by Baileywick's presence, but rather the fact that he's there and Cedric isn't, as if he wasn't part of the family. Never, not even after his redemption.

If you use the argument that "Cedric just works at the castle, he's not part of the family" tell me why Baileywick participates in these moments and he doesn't? Of course there are MANY moments in the show where only the royal family has moments together, but you understand where I'm coming from. If they can bring Baileywick, they can bring Cedric too. It wouldn't hurt to carry the royal sorcerer inside the carriage, because he casts spells and his main function would be to protect the family from possible attacks and dangers, so it would make sense to always carry him with them. But no

The same way Baileywick is a steward and he's always with the royal family because they need his help, Cedric is there to protect them from dangers, even if they aren't frequently attacked, it would make sense, like having a bodyguard.

Well, at least the creators redeemed themselves in the other Wassailia episode and added Cedric to the scene, but still, it's a little disppointing.

Especially in Sofia's first Wassailia in the castle and in the final episode of the show. He was inside the castle, gave her the ruby ​​crown, and stayed there. He is later seen again at graduation, and it makes me wonder what it would cost if the creators made the effort to allow him to be part of the family.

I know it's not at all times, and Cedric himself is a very reserved character and distant from everyone, but I think it wouldn't do any harm if they had included him a little more after he started being friends with Sofia. It's just frustrating. The whole royal crew is Miranda, Roland, James, Sofia, Amber, Baileywick and Cedric. But then why is he so excluded?

[shadebloopnik]

***

"Do the voice! Do the voice!"

Hunter chuckles at the other's enthusiasm, and raises his 'weapon' at an invisible foe.

"What's about to happen should be relatively painless, if you just do what I say."

Philia giggles once more clapping her hands as she looked up to the older boy from her seat.

"Again! Again!"

The 9 year old beamed, before getting back into pose, replacing the shy grin with a cocky smirk. He quickly moved around, twirling the dry mop around as though it were his staff, and attacking invisible criminals with all the mastery of his training routines. Complete with scripted monologues.

If he added a bit of flourish and dramatic spins for the cheering 3 year old, then that was only for him to know.

"That's so cool! Cant wait till you're Golden Guard, Hunter!", Philiana beamed, having cheered at every single spin that her brother(no no, Hunter said to stop using that word) Guard did.

"Me too! And do you know what I'd get when I become the Golden Guard?"

"What?"

"You see your father's staff?"

The little girl let out a dramatic gasp, eyes so bright and genuine in its surprise that it was all Hunter could do not to burst out laughing.

"No!"

"Yes! I'm going to inherit one just like it!"

"No way! Das so cool!!!"

Philiana smiled bright, stars in her eyes as she listened to her br-guard gush about all the things he'd do as the Golden Guard.

"And you can leave the castle??"

"Yes! For missions!"

"Woww!! Can't wait until I can do that too!"

The boy's smile tightened as he watched her, stars in her eyes as she gushed about how cool it would be to go outside. He knew how much she loved the idea of going outside.

Philiana had never stepped out of the castle, same as him. She was barely allowed to leave her room. Her room was spacious, and furnished with a lot of pretty things, yes, but it was.....lonely. Being a tiny little girl in such a big room wasn't as fun as some might think. She could only ever talk to Hunter and her father. She's never spoken to any of the many servants in the castle, even when serving her food, no one really interacted with her.

Hunter knew, and understood it. He too, though he loathed to admit, felt....lonely, during the first few years; had entertained terrible thoughts of sneaking out. He knows she wants to see new things, but...

"Our family is targeted by wild witches, Hunter. If they ever find my daughter, well. I don't wish to imagine how they might use her to hurt me."

Hunter doesn't want to think about it either. He doesn't even wanna imagine it. His uncle said that wild witches would jump at the opportunity to hurt a young and vulnerable girl like Philiana. Would they take her hostage? Put her up for ransom? Sell her at the night market and have wild witches use her as a potion ingredient?!?!

No. No Hunter would never let that happen.

"Protect her with your life."

He will.

"Leaving the castle, right. Philia, its-"

A knock on the door cut off his sentence, and he quickly, he turned to deposit the mop back to its place.

Philia had stood up too, brushing off her dress and immediately fixing her messy hair with practiced efficiency. In mere seconds, she went from a messy toddler, to the poise and grace of a princess. A toddler princess, but still.

'Father likes neat kids best.', she thought to herself. Hunter told her that once.

She turner as Hunter handed her her mask, a simple silver with two sharp eye holes and a smooth gem on the forehead. She put it on just as Hunter put on his scout mask, standing straight as Hunter opened the door.

"The Emperor ordered to have these delivered."

Hunter opened the box and it was filled with...more tiny toys....great.

The girl simply nodded, she knows better than to make a fuss, and Hunter put it down.

"Also, your trainer demands your presence.", the scout spoke, gaze trained on the younger boy. "You are to head to the private training hall. Immediately."

"Of course. I'll be on my way."

Hunter turned back to Philia, his mask and formal posturing hiding the small grimace at having their meet up cut short. She doesn't say it, but Hunter knows she didn't like it when he left. To think he'll be even busier as the Golden Guard....

"Excuse me, Princess."

Philia simply nodded, and both scouts left, shutting the door with a far too loud thud that echoed across the large room. Philia took of the mask, eyes sadly trailing the door, before turning to her small desk by the window. She shouldn't be sad. Father and Hunter are always busy. She knew that. She just wished she could do something else.... Maybe, someday.

She sniffled, shutting her eyes and taking a deep breath.(Father doesn't like it when she cries. She shouldn't make a fuss.)

Yeah...someday..

[catastrophic-crow]

edit: so i checked some word counts, and; i hope you're ready for another 1600 words of fic response which is now only tangentially related to danny being a black lantern 😁

(i'm also a multi-shipper, and; *gasp* you're poly and some-kind-of-ace, too? woww,,

also, i am doing just. way too much typing on a phone keyboard but i really want to keep writing this. oh, well; i'll survive :p)

i really like vlad genuinely trying to be decent and look out for his godson little badger danny as well as he knows how; unfortunately he never really developed those social skills or learned how to navigate complex interpersonal relationships, so he's coming at it weird, even with good intentions here

i think that once it'd gone on long enough that danny started to get the sense that vlad's actually—concerned? sincerely trying to make sure he's okay? there would be a moment when he reevaluates whether he wants to ease up in the hopes of forging a less rocky relationship—not, like, because he still sometimes wishes that vlad could be more like the thoughts he's had of the godfather he always looked up to from his dad's stories when he was a kid, and then it turned out he was a half ghost, too! and could teach danny about his powers and understand what he was going through, and help him make sense of things and he would have been so happy and relieved to have that and all vlad had to do was not try to kill his dad, c'mon; plasmius, the bar was buried and you phased into the ground to dive under it—or double down on the bit. he's having a hard time choosing, honestly.

i'm glad you liked the "fighting ghosts to charge the ring" thing. i was looking for a way to tie "danny fenton, black lantern" into the story more firmly and—once that occurred to me, i thought it fit pretty well. after all, if he's wearing it on his human form, he's gotta have to do something with it, right?

(i think we can best-of-both-worlds this. danny gets to torment Nekron by keeping his ring (and only his ring) fully topped up on ectoplasm, and if the other black lantern rings ever start getting close to fully charged, he can Ghost King Shenanigan his way into hijacking the summoning so that Nekron gets dragged straight to him for that scheduled beat-down and thermos special, instead of wherever he was planning to show up and wreak havoc.)

for amity park, this would be the... second? third? (if dan's out and about in some form or another, agit-style or otherwise (something to do with possessing a clone? is Billy "Theater Kid" Fathom not the only skrunkly teen lurking around?)) phantom look-alike ghost, and, unlike both dan and elle, billy doesn't wear that DP logo—not that billy's outfits are consistent in any way, shape, or form once amorpho's lessons cover shape-shifting clothing.

amorpho's all about causing chaos and attracting attention, so; yeah, i think "don't you just want to go apeshit?" sums it up pretty well and i'm glad that you got that impression from what i wrote

danny absolutely did not consider making his appearance as billy something that would blend into the living without attracting attention; he fully lucked into looking halfway-plausible as a Human Person. i think that for all billy grew to be something both sorely needed and quite meaningful to danny, it started as very much riding an impulse to go, go, go, get outta here, can't take it anymore, need to find someplace i can breathe. can't be fenton or phantom, people can't fathom who i am when i'm not putting on an act—and half an hour later, a punk teen steps out of an alley in elmerton, not really caring where he goes, but; it's been a while since i've been to an arcade, and amorpho's been saying i should find some way to relax...

i headcanon ghosts as being—on some level, regardless of if they have powers like shape-shifting or not—very influenced by self-perception. (if you'd ask johnny, he'd say this makes sense, "'cause kitten always loved her green eyes, and she kept those when we wiped out and ended up in the 'zone."

kitty did not keep her green eyes as a ghost. her eyes are very red, and kitty's mostly okay with it—at least, since she changed her hair to get back that green she lost. johnny didn't get it, but he did tell her that she made a, "damn fine redhead, baby cakes." in retrospect, that probably wasn't a joke, and she and ember probably should have realized that he was colorblind a while ago.)

danny may not have consciously realized everything that would effect how billy fathom ended up looking as a semi-stable third form, but it's had an impact, and it's let him grow more comfortable with himself; so, really, this is the best thing that's happened to him in a while. if the price of that is some people assuming he's wearing contacts? well, sam will be in good company.

i really, really love how you described who billy fathom is to different people. i think you summed it up perfectly.

i'm glad you liked danny-as-billy bringing along sam-and-tucker. when i was first thinking about danny running off to elmerton i wasn't sure if he would be trying to escape sam and tucker, too, but i thought no; that's overdone and boring, but if he's not, then why does he need to go all the way to elmerton instead of hanging out at sam or tucker's place? maybe it's their parents. i know sam's parents disapprove of danny in the show, so if they're lurking around being mean—ooh!! what if they're worse than canon because sam is dating them!! and they can't go to tucker's house too often because his parents still like danny, but they don't trust him anymore.

so, billy and being-billy-in-elmerton is danny's escape, but it's also a place and a way for him to be with his partners how he can't back in amity, where they'd be glared at (sam's house), get vaguely suspicious and distrusting looks (tucker's house), not be safe enough to relax (danny's house), or be ridiculed (anywhere in public if the A-List, or any of their hangers-on saw them).

in elmerton, with danny-as-billy, the three of them (possibly disguised in some way, too? i wasn't sure) can set aside the preconceptions and expectations of everybody who already believes they know who they are.

sam can be softer when she's not always on the defensive against her parents or the a-list or incompetent administrators; danny can take up space in a way no one would be comfortable with coming from Troubled Danny Fenton; tucker can be quieter when he doesn't have to shout to be heard and can be considerate in a way no one in amity would expect from the Dorky Techno-Geek.

(yeah; i was pretty proud of how well all the elements of the fathom name fit together—ty for saying you like it so much; that means a lot!)

i think you're spot-on with the crimes. he's not trying to bring heat down on fathom when he's already hunted in both of his other identities, so graffiti's about as far as it'll go until fathomless gets established with the underground

really excellent addition btw; i love fathomless-and-morph the shape-shifting mercenaries with morals; no kids, no hurting people just because of a grudge, but—that corrupt prescinct's due a haunting...

(at least, danny has morals—but since he's mostly the reason they're in this and can veto jobs, that's close enough. as for assassinations specifically? i think danny is probably less morally opposed than he is ideologically opposed; like, maybe someone could make what he would consider a very convincing case for why the world would be better off if One Guy In Particular wasn't on it anymore, but he's fully unwilling to trust himself to draw that line. (i have a hard time believing you could go from 0 to "planet-killer" in an afternoon, plus-or-minus a couple weeks, unless there's something there in the first place. vlad's a lot of things, but he's not recklessly homicidal. assuming you ignore phantom planet. 😑 the show handwaved that dan, "lost his humanity" when danny's ghost was ripped out and it drove him to be Like That, but just being a ghost clearly doesn't knock loose all your morals, not when ghosts like pointdexter and frostbite are floating around. anyway, that's probably reading too far into an early-2000's pop-culture understanding of mental illness, but. i think it's interesting to consider what must be true about danny, that any version of him could have been dan, when you look at dan as a character instead of a caricature.) i think you're exactly right with the blank staring until they pack it up and move along.)

i think danny's partners would have a lot of influence—directly and otherwise—on the kinds of jobs he went for as fathomless. eco-terrorism for sam; maybe something like leaking confidental information (like the no-fly list) for tucker. also i'd love to see sam-with-ghostly-plant-powers and tucker-with-ghostly-pharoh-powers coming along on some of those jobs. maybe their initial encounter with ghost powers didn't stick, per se but as they became increasingly liminal they certainly noticed some familiar abilities slooowly making a comeback, until sam has to put effort into not having a supernaturally green thumb, and tucker finds himself doing things with technology that others might say is like magic.

(i really liked the fic i linked; it's an old favorite of mine, but it is—well, it's very strongly a fic that came from early 2010's internet fandom, and has the hallmarks. (unfinished, occasionally woobie mc, trauma that's added in somewhat gratuitously, occasionally overused tropes by today's standards) some parts you might consider personally to be more of a swing-and-a-miss; but—that fic made choices.

it made bold, purposeful choices. it's not boring, and while it's not perfect, it lodged in my brain and took up residence there for... quite a while. if you read it, i think you'll know what i mean by the time you're though the first chapter.)

DP x DC prompt #78

There's a reason why the black lantern ring turns all who encounter it into mindless, crazed zombies. It's because the black lantern ring wasn't designed for living people, it was designed for ghosts. Enter Danny Fenton, the newest member of the Black Lantern Corps.

[meownotgood]

he is blissfully unaware of how much I love him

[xoxo-bunnydumpling]

He texted me to ask me if I would get in trouble for stepping out for a few.

"I am my own immediate supervisor, so no."

He says okay, asks if he can stop in later to see me "just real quick, I know you're busy doing #bossbitch stuff..."

OMGYESOFFUCKINGCOURSE, CUTE GUY WHO SEEMS TO LIKE ME FOR NO DISCERNABLE REASON. SEE ME WHENEVER YOU WANT.

5 minutes later front counter gal comes into the bakery SCREECHING

"Chefffff whoooo is thaaaaat? I've never seen a whole grown ass man here for you before!"

So one of my bakers just laughs and says "Bro, not even a fuckboi has been here for her. Or any girls either. I was starting to think you really had just meditated out of your need for booty." then he adds "tell him I said he better behave himself."

Now listen. Maybe I do tell my bakers too much. But we are together in the shop more than we're at home, so it's a lot like having 4 little brothers and all of them are jacked up on Redbull. Stuff gets said, loud and fast and constantly. I did not tell them about Not-Misha (I really do need to think of a better code name for him) because...I dunno. I'm still having a really hard time believing that he likes me, or at least finds me attractive and suitable for a FWB situation (it doesn't seem to be that but IDK) because...he's just so cute. And I'm...

You know, I like girls too, and when I see women shaped like me, I do this 😍 but I've always just hated that there's so much of me. It's in some nice places, on another woman I'd think WOWW FUCKING GODDESS SHIT RN but like...hot librarian is too hot for me. I know this.

But I still let him pick me up (why tf is he so strong) and kiss me. Outside, in public, where anyone walking by could see him kissing a fat girl. He didn't seem bothered but as handsome as he is he's 3x as nice so it could just be that.

I'm 35 and still get mindfucked by stuff like this why?

[livelovelaug-h]

Imagine getting super drunk at a party & kissing someone else- while dating Hyde

I would never but u know things happen. Here's the story.

: ) Hyde x reader

~~~

You woke up with a horrible headache, you couldn't even open your eyes. Were they glued shut??? Okay there we go. Woww the light that is not making it any easier. Where were you ?? On the floor? Laying on some guy? Oh wait it's probably steven. You looked and it was not Steven. Huh That's weird. What this isn't your house. Oh yeah the party from last night! You guys got shit-faced. Did you guys have se-.. No no no no you're with Steven so where is he? You got up and seen a few more people that must have just passed out lying on the floor. You past Donna and Eric. Right towards the door was Steven you were going to wake him when you remembered something that made your stomach turn. You kissing some random guy. But how!!?? You couldn't face him so you left quickly walking home.

Later that day

Closing Eric's basement door you were hoping that just Donna or Eric would be there but everyone was there.

Steven spoke up "hey y/n where were you this morning? Why'd you leave?"

"oh um.." everyone was watching you. "I just walked home because I - I wasn't sure when you guys would wake up and I didn't feel well."

"oh well are you feeling better now?" Steven asks.

"uh a little." you look at Jackie "I just wanted to ask Jackie a question.. about an outfit I should wear... Can you walk me out?" You ask her.

"sure!"

Hyde goes to kiss you but you flinch back.

"sorry I don't wanna uh throw up or anything I still have a hangover. Alright see ya." You left closing the door.

"that was weird." Hyde said.

"yeah it's almost like she didn't wanna kiss you." Kelso said laughing.

"yeah what did you do this time to piss her off?" Eric said laughing too.

"nothing."

"guys leave him alone, like she said she doesn't feel well don't read to much into it." Donna said.

"yeah man, it's cool." Hyde said sitting in his usual seat.

"yeah maybe.. or maybe she just doesn't like you anymore."

"FEZ!" They yell.

~~ outside with Jackie~~

"y/n pls don't throw up on my shoes they were expensive. And my pants. My whole outfit actually so be careful! Aim towards Eric's car."

"Jackie I'm not going to get sick. I need to talk to you. Do you remember that guy I was talking to last night? I think I kissed him."

"but you're with Hyde."

"I know!! I don't know what I was thinking. I was just super drunk."

"are you gonna tell him?"

"I have to I cant live with myself. I feel so dirty."

"maybe you don't have to. He already has trust issues he's not going to take this lightly. I mean Michael didn't tell me."

"...ikk." you got all sad.

~~~

You were sitting on your bed when you heard someone knock on the door lightly.

"hey I got you some soup to help you feel better. Ahah and look there's two carrots mushed together so they look like a butt."

You just smiled not the usual laugh you do so Hyde knew something was up.

"and some chocolate!"

"you really shouldn't have." You barely mumble out.

"of course I should. It's what good boyfriends do."

"well I'm not a good girlfriend."

"what????"

"Steven I kissed someone... Last night at the party."

".... Are you kidding?"

"no. I don't even know his name I was just very drunk it didn't mean anything."

"well obviously it did. "

"no, I'm so sorry, you know I didn't do it on purpose."

"I can't believe this!" He starts walking away.

"Steven wait-" you grab his hand.

"don't. Before I say something I won't mean. Or maybe I will. I don't know, kinda like your kiss."

"okay I deserved that. But can't we just talk about this?" He walks out the door and turns left heading down the hallway.

"i don't think I ever want to speak about this."

"but-" he was already gone.

You closed your door, slid down it and started sobbing, you didn't want to ever lose Hyde but now you fucked things up and might lose him.

~ the end !!! ~

Hope you guys liked this.

[concernedbrownbread]

Thanks for tagging me!

The first character I first fell in love with: ARSLAN MY BOY. Literally may favourite little guy. I will never be over him.

The character I never expected to love as much as I do now: Etoile/Estelle surprisingly. I didn't like them in the first chapter that much but they grew on me as the manga went on. I also think the fandom made me like Shapur a lot more than I did originally.

The character everyone else loves that I don’t: ... Narsus. I don't dislike him or anything but he rubs me in a wierd way? I can't explain it. He's like, a perfectly cool character and all, very Quirky Dad type, but I think the narrative paints him (hah) too perfect. I want him to be wrong once and for Arslan/smone else to be right? Also, I feel like he's a bit too dominant in a story about Arslan, not about him. Like, there was a scene where the manga panels featured Andragoras, then Hilmes, but the last panel was Narsus and NOT Arslan. Made me :< But again, it's not that I dislike him, I just don't love him.

The character I love that everyone else hates: Honestly don't know who anyone hates. I don't know what people think of Sam, but I really like him if that's someone people don't like.

The character I used to love but don’t any longer: Narsus again. Someone give me a list of his flaws I think I'd like him more if he made more mistakes, or at least had a better foil to his character.

The character I would totally smooch: Arslan on the forehead, then wrap him in blankets and sign adoption papers so fast my pen would be smoking.

The character I’d want to be like: Farangis <3. She's badass, doesn't care what other people think about her, is super blunt etc, but she also has moments where she is allowed to be soft. Also, it's so funny that whenever people see her on the battlefield they are like "a woman???" and then they die. I love that for her.

The character I’d slap: Hilmes maybe, just to get his head on straight, but I understand where he's coming from so I'd also give him a head pat. Also Androgoras, but I'd rather punch him. And also, just ... anyone who's hurt Arslan ever.

A pairing that I love: Narsus/Daryun! I actually love how much these to play off each other. I kind of wish Daryun was a stronger foil to Narsus so it would even out? I like how in the manga, people are like "Woww, Narsus so cool" and Daryuns like "Are we talking about the same person? This asshole? Are we sure he's cool??" Also, I like queerplatonic/platonic Etoile/Arslan. Literally every meeting with Etoile has left Arslan changed and challenged his worldview. Epic stuff.

A pairing that I despise: None really. I usually avoid some like Daryun/Arslan because they are like father-son/brothers to me, but to each their own. I don't care.

@innerchorus I don't remember if I've done this before but here it is!

@marchdancer @concernedbrownbread you guys done this?

The first character I first fell in love with: Arslan! He's had a chokehold on my psyche ever since.

The character I never expected to love as much as I do now: Gieve and Gurgin! Oh and Alfarīd. I didn't hate her, I was just ambivalent until recently. And Kubard as well!

The character everyone else loves that I don’t: I don't think there's anyone like that for me, my tastes pretty much align with many others'! If I had to choose at any cost then probably... ehhhh Jimsa? I don't hate him, I just need more time to warm up to him.

The character I love that everyone else hates: Who even does the fandom hate aside from the Obvious ones? ...Zahhak? Especially considering novel spoilers of his origins and how he was responsible for a lot of character deaths? I don't know, I do enjoy thinking about him a lot though.

The character I used to love but don’t any longer: So far hasn't occurred yet.

The character I would totally smooch: Arslan on the cheek and Jaswant on the forehead, please.

The character I’d want to be like: Farangis. I admire her confidence and courage, and unflappable composure even in the face of hostility (from her temple-mates) and ridiculous annoyances (Gieve). I also love how blunt and honest she is, I tend to... not do that, because I have a habit of appeasing others at all costs. I'm conflict-avoidant to an inordinate degree.

The character I’d slap: Do you want a list. Because I have a list. (Not part of The List but I'd karate-chop Gieve's head in an affectionately annoyed way.)

A pairing that I love: Gods there's a lot! Gurgin/Zandeh, of course, Zandeh/Hilmes/Irina as well, and Arslan/Merlaine.

A pairing that I despise: The most a pairing ever goes for me in this fandom is mild dislike, and what other people ship is not my business.

[crystu-cii]

XDD

I f e e l that pain in my soul-- my older sister uses cologne sometimes and it is sO STRONG AND WILL NOT STAY CONFINED TO HER ROOM-- AMD SOMETIMES SHED DO IT IN THE DOORWAY LIKE HELLO-- XDD

YEAH WH GET SOME SLEEP LEAVE THE STAYING UP TO US-- XDD

YES BABY JAIL, INTO THE UPSIDE DOWN LAUNDRY BASKET YOU KNIFE-WIELDING HEATHEN-- XDD oms XDD well I don't know them but I love them- YESSS THEYRE SO FLUFFY-- I'm actually curious what images pop up first imma check-- FLUFFY PUPPIES-- we've actually never owned ones that fluffy(those actually look more similar to shetland sheepdogs than the shelties we've had so far?? Very similar/similar enough where if someone doesn't know a sheltie we mention shetland sheepdogs), our current one is a purebred that we got for free(she was being given away bc her family never came back for her and the lady taking care of her couldn't afford the time to take care of a second dog long-term think) and she's got pretty short fur in comparison- still fluffy enough, but not quite so long of fur-- she's a blue merle(absolutely gorgeous fur, she's like 8 now with a lot of health problems but she's super loving still 💕💞) anyways about the fur, so long as you brush regularly you should mitigate most of that, and it mostly collects in corners- but like.. be prepared to eat and wear dog fur for the rest of your life-- (actually there's a thing called a fur zapper we bought recent that you put in with your clothes when you wash/dry them(I think it's dry but idk??) that's supposed to get a lot of hair off your clothes in that process? Also lint rollers are your best friend--) AND roombas are really helpful(we bought a knockoff one and rarely have to sweep ever so 👀) XDD WHEEZE I can't even imagine what you did-- but like you could ask for a budgie/parakeet /hj I mean, they aren't very expensive (actually they're pretty cheap) but they're very loud, need a lot of attention(especially if you want them to bond to you!) and you need to research into them a lot to make sure you're doing things right-- loads of vids online!! Loads of websites too!!! I'd know I have one- JUST A WARNING, FEATHERS AND SEED HULLS GET ALL OVER YOUR FLOOR XD p l u s like you have a friend who knows stuff about birbs :3 anyways ENOUGH RAMBLING FROM ME WOW THAT GOT LONG--

💕💕 I feel that XD OMS-- I WISH-- WHAT A D R E A M - s n a k - Awww but what a mood XD

XDDD oms YES-- EXACTLY-- XDDDD another good thing you should try eventually is SWEET POTATO CASSEROLE WHICH IS APPARENTLY DELICIOUS??? I TRIED IT FOR THE FIRST TIME(AT LEAST IN A WHILE) TODAY AND IT WAS SO FUCKIN TASTY????

H E A THEN-- XDD how cool of them to try tho :3 whEEZE Y 'A LL-- XDD

WHEEZE I SUCK WITH INSTRUMENTS SOOOO-- DAMN THA'S SOME BAD LUCK MY DUDE-- MAYBE YOU'RE CURSED DAMN-- oms wOWW--

Yesss-- ooh I've never played 👀 seen some stuff but never played-- (see: my computer sucks XD) I h a v e played Portal 1 and it is SO GOOD and SO SHORT and I WISH I HAD GOTTEN PORTAL 2 INSTEAD BUT THATS OKAY CRIES-- YESSSS THE SONGS SLAP--- ALSO THERE ARE ACTUALLY TWO WHOLE MORE CANON(PROBABLY KINDA MAYBE NOT?? IDK) SONGS, ONE FROM A LEG DIMENSIONS GAME("You Wouldn't Know") AND ONE THAT WAS CUT FROM PORT TWO("Don't Say Goodbye"(Harry101UK made an edit to make it Glados' voice!!)) THERE ARE ALSO A BUNCH OF GOOD FAN SONGS SO YEAH-- ALSO NOT TO BE A SIMP BUT GLADOS' VOICE? PERFECTION. I LOVE HER. ALSO I COULD LITERALLY DETAIL THE PORTAL LORE I AM INCREDIBLY EMOTIONALLY INVESTED IN THIS GAME-- ALSO THERES A CLIP THAT SOMEONE MADE USING A (VERY GOOD) GLADOS TTS TO HAVE GLADOS SAY TRANS RIGHTS AND ENBY RIGHTS AND IF I FIND IT AGAIN ILL SEND IT TO YOU-- YOU COULD PROBABLY FIND IT IF YOU LOOM UP GLADOS SAYS TRANS RIGHTS? IT HAS A VIDEO WITH TRANS FLAG COMPANION CUBES ACCOMPANYING IT-- ALSO YES THE PORT MODS(/ADD-ONS? MAYBE? THEY'RE COMMUNITY MADE I THINK BUT IDK ALL I KNOW IS THAT THEYRE COOL AF--) (also I apologize for all the screaming? XD it's like, four am and I was talking about portal so.. whoops?)

Right like wth???? I???? Okay but like December to February babies just fuckin DONT EXIST IN THIS GEN OR SOMETHIN-- CAUSE I FIND N O N E -- Maybe there are more December babies but there are definitely like NO January to February babies it is So Weird--

NEJFQOBGKW WOWW d an g like-p l e a se s t op over sp r aying-- xD and LEGITTTT LIKE- THAT WAS M Y ROLE TO STAY UP LATE- XDD

WHEHEHEZE- LAUNDRY BASKET TIME- G E T I N XDD anD YESS- any doggo is just such a cute doggo 😭💞💞 but for me- fLUFFY ONES ARE WHERE ITS A T- and ohhhh i see- FOR FREE?? W H A T A S T E A L XDD but awwww the poor doggg at least she's with you now ! ;0;; 💞💞😭 aaw such a lovable puppup 😭😭💞 and oHHH i see :00 but oh no- xD i also have a friend that has two dogs and whenever he would give me gifts- there would be dog hair on them no matter what- XDD and ooOhhh those sound really helpful! omg- i swear i dont have to have a pet for the need of a roomba- i already shed so much hair myself its so crazy-- xDD and oH MAN loud animals are really gon get my mom fired up- and OO birds just look so cuteee i always fantasize of having one- but then again- with the noise and all xD the more i think about it i dont think we are prepared to have a pet at all xD but i still dream of at least having one pet in my lifetime!

and OO that sounds awesome!! i have no clue if i even tried casserole before- man- sometimes i just eat food without even knowing wth it is XDDD but THAT SOUNDS so gooodddd :O

and LEGITT LIKE- TF IS HAPPENING WITH MY SCHOOL LIFE- XDD and oh my god- IT GETS WORSE- that year there was a FREAKINGG FIREEEEEEE- it wasnt that dangerous thank god- but it had to get a whole ass room renovated because of it- and guess what room it was- THE ORCHESTRA ROOM- AND GUESS WHAT M A D E I T W OR SE- that year- it was the first time the school replaced those 10+ year old instruments with new ones- NOW THEYRE B U R N T- and mind you that the school's budget isnt so- gr e a t- like oh my god i am still so bewildered over HOW MUCH chaos HAPPENED that year- and i thought that year was gon be the year- yknow? like UGH

and OHH MANN playing portal sounds awesome! but i just dont think the game would be worth my money cause i know the plot- and even with the mods and all my brain would be broken as i would possibly have no clue what to do- xDDD

and HOOOO MANNN game fan songs are just so AWESOMEEE- and those sound pretty cool! :OO and HOLY SHIT FUCK YEAH- GLADOS SAYS TRANS AND ENBY RIGHTS Y A LL- now im gonna look that up and let my ears be blessed by such words- XDDD and DONT WORRY BOUT SCREAMING ALOT- i scream a whole dam lot too XDD

and LEGITTT- finding someone's b-day in january and feb is so rare all of a sudden like wh a t - XDD

[meownotgood]

♡ on cam / hayakawa aki ♡

♡ kinktober 2022 ♡

pairing: hayakawa aki x fem!reader

word count: 1.7k

content: camgirl reader, soft dom aki, lots of praise, toys, exhibitionism, your boyfriend fucks you in front of all your viewers

this work contains explicit content intended for 18+ individuals. please read the tags and do not interact if you are a minor.

"Look at you — So pretty, baby. Everyone thinks you're so pretty." 

"Shit… I think they saw me." 

bunnyy34: OMG HIS FACE 

demonic_6: so handsome woww 

pochit4: holy shit he's hot 

pochit4: is that ur boyfriend????? 

Aki leans backward, adjusting your laptop on the bed, tilting the camera. He turns his attention back towards you once he's made sure the view is perfect. He presses the glittery pink vibrator to your clit firmer, then leans down. His voice is sultry, barely more than a whisper when he mutters into your ear, "Does it feel good, baby?" 

"Yeah, yeah," You mumble, your legs quivering, your whole body tense from the pleasure. Aki grabs your thigh with his free hand to steady you, rubbing in circles with his palm, then gently squeezing the soft flesh. 

Between his deep gaze locked on yours, his warm touch, his voice — You're doing so well for me, I love showing you off to everyone like this — the thought in your head that hundreds of people are watching you get off, and the buzz of the vibrator between your legs increasing as he cranks it up a level… It's hard to speak, or hell, even think. The only thing you're able to stammer out is, "Please, please, need you." 

"Fuck, I need you too," Aki cups your face; his palm is warm, and you whine when he drags the ridges of the vibrator against your clit. He sounds just as desperate as you, maybe even more so. "You want me to fuck you? In front of all these people?" 

Of course you want him to fuck you. This was your idea, after all. You're the one who begged Aki to make an appearance on your camgirl stream, who promised him you were sure it'd bring in loads of donations. He's always willing to help in your livestream endeavors, but he was hesitant about being on them himself. I'm sure they don't wanna see me. They just wanna see you, pretty girl. 

kon_1990 tipped $100!

kon_1990: please fuck her already 

bunnyy34: she's so fucking cute 

dev1lhunter: damn he's lucky 

dev1lhunter: bet he gets to stick his dick in her whenever he wants to 

Well, Aki has to admit a few things: One, that he assumed wrong, because your chat seems to really get a kick out of seeing the both of you. And two, that he enjoys this way, way more than he thought he would. 

Honestly, there's something about playing with you in front of all of these people, seeing the comments they make, and knowing he's the only one who gets to fuck you that has him whipped. He's the only one who gets to touch you, and he damn well knows he can make you feel better than any toy can. 

Aki's gonna have you screaming his name for your whole audience, he's sure of it. 

"Tell me," Aki commands when you don't answer, his words shaking ever-so slightly. He swallows before he speaks again, "I need you to tell me what you want. Tell me how you want me to fuck you in front of everyone." 

"Yeah, 'course I want you to…" You beg through broken gasps, hardly able to speak as Aki doesn't let up with the vibrator against you. You're so sensitive, so wet; you can feel the way your thighs are soaked, how you're dripping out onto the sheets. "Want all of them to see."

Aki's eyes flicker to check the laptop screen for a moment, and when they do, his gaze lingers, a little smirk forming on his face as he reads what your chat is saying. He addresses your chat directly, his voice taking on that familiar, serious tone: "I can fuck her better than good. She's gonna cum on my dick harder than she does on any of her little toys." 

ea5yrev3nge tipped $30! 

ea5yrev3nge: I'll tip 200 if u show us how good u can fuck her 

angelicaura: aye I got here late what's happening 

bunnyy34: topknotluvr is gonna get fucked by her bf lol 

His hand moves to your chin, where he carefully grabs your face and tilts you towards him, forcing you to look at him. He asks, "Isn't that right?" 

You're already lost in the moment, in the pleasure on your clit and the way he's so unexpectedly into this. His gaze is deep enough to drown in, his eyelashes heavy. You babble, "Right, right…" 

Aki pulls the vibrator away and finally clicks it off. He tosses it to the side on the bed and reaches for the laptop, adjusting it again. This has to be perfect. He needs everyone to get the most perfect view when he fucks you, when he puts his cock inside you. God, the thought of it alone, of everyone seeing and watching and knowing that you're his — It makes him feel lightheaded, and Aki quickly fumbles to pull down his sweats and his boxers to free his stiffening cock.

He grabs your hip to pull you in closer, and the head of his cock throbs when you feel it nudging your entrance. It's pretty and thick, certainly enough for your viewers to ogle at, and he's already so hard, dribbling sticky precum over the shaft. He wraps his hand around it, giving your audience a bit of a show as his nimble fingers pump his cock, palm swiping over the tip to get it wet. He's been waiting for this just as long as you have, practically aching to be inside you. 

demonic_6: omfg 

_futurerules: can she even take that 

snowball97 tipped $125! 

"Spread your legs wider for me, baby," Aki commands breathlessly, and then affirms, right after, "There you go. Good girl. I want everyone to see how you take me." 

He settles his hands on your waist, adjusting your hips a bit more before he presses inside. He gasps, breath hitching as he buries his dick in further, muttering something you hardly catch, something like, So tight. Slowly, he fills you, letting your viewers see how you take every inch of his cock. When he's all the way in, his hips flush with yours, he groans, his head falling to your shoulder. 

You tangle your fingers in his soft hair as he starts to fuck you. Nice and slow, allowing everyone to watch the way his cock stretches you each time he presses in, the way your cunt grips him every time he pulls out, the shaft glistening with your slick, with how wet you are. 

Aki acknowledges it, speaking quietly into your ear, voice strained and trembling, "So wet for me, God..." 

"Hah, s-shit," Aki stammers, and his eyes flicker to the laptop screen for another brief moment. He presses his soft lips to your neck, then to the shell of your ear, and finally whispers, "They want me to fuck you harder, sweetheart. You can take it, yeah?" 

demonic_6 tipped $75! 

demonic_6: fuck her harder 

dev1lhunter: im gonna cum already 

"Uh-huh, please," You babble, nodding your head feverishly. 

"That's my girl." 

As soon as the words leave his mouth, Aki is wasting no time fucking you harder, burying his cock in deeper, giving you more. It's so messy and sloppy, your thighs soaked. Your room is filled with the obscene, wet sound made as he fucks you, your quiet moans, and his shaky breaths. You wrap your legs around his back, pulling him in even closer. 

You've been so caught up in the moment that you almost forgot how everyone is watching. All your viewers and adoring fans: their eyes are on you as you get fucked by your boyfriend, by Aki. The thought alone makes your heart flutter and your cunt tighten around him.

You mumble his name, desperately, "Aki- Don't stop." 

"God, baby," Aki groans, voice bordering on a whine; it's hard for him to speak now, too. "Say it louder. I want all of them to hear you."

bunnyy34: did anyone catch that???? 

angelicaura: cute 

snowball97: oh my god was that his name 

So you oblige, chanting his name over and over again, louder and louder — Aki, Aki, Aki — even though your voice has gone weak and hoarse, words fraying at the edges. Aki finds your hand, intertwines his fingers with yours and squeezes tight. 

His moans are becoming noisier, more needy, his heart skipping a beat and his cock throbbing every time you say his name; he places hurried, messy kisses to the nape of your neck to shut himself up. You can feel his breath fanning out over your skin, warm every time he gasps for air. 

Although he's overwhelmed, Aki focuses his attention on pleasing you; he finds your sweet spot, like he always does, hitting it with every thrust into you, until your eyes threaten to roll into the back of your head and you end up squeezing his hand back even tighter. You're getting close, feeling a knot of tension grow in your core, and your words slur when you beg, "Really close, Aki please. Wanna cum for you-" 

"Yeah? Oh, babygirl," Aki falters for a moment, his pace growing ragged, more desperate as he approaches his own high. "I'm close — Gonna cum with you, let everyone hear how pretty you sound when you cum for me." 

You fall apart for him then, your legs squirming where they're held over his back. Your cunt pulses, squeezing his cock tighter, and he can't hold back; Aki rides the same high as you, fucking you messily through your orgasm, spilling his cum deep inside, his cock twitching and throbbing from the aftershock.

You're chanting his name over and over, and he's saying your name in unison, under his breath, quiet enough so only you are able to hear. "You did so well, you're okay," He whispers, "Just breathe." 

Aki gives you a moment to relax before he pushes himself off of you, brushing his messy hair from his face. He asks, "Want me to turn off the stream now?" And when you nod, he's reaching for your laptop. 

ea5yrev3nge tipped $200! 

angelicaura tipped $170! 

_futurerules tipped $50! 

_futurerules: that was so hot 

bunnyy34: does anyone know if he's gonna be on her next stream?? 

kon_1990: I hope so 

demonic_6: probably, I think she made it to the front page 

You peer up at him, his eyes glinting and earrings shining in the low light of the laptop screen. You ask, "How did it go? Did they like it?" 

"Yeah, baby… Wow. So many donations," Aki closes the browser, shutting the laptop, turning back towards you with a little smile on his face. "How about I take you on a shopping spree tomorrow — What do you think?"