#and her mom apparently flipped out on her the second i left and she asked my friend if i was on hormones

[werewolfoffeverswamp]

also not to be a broken record but can cis people be fucking normal about trans people for one fucking second

[augustinewrites]

once shoko opens her door, you offer her a half-hearted smile and hold up your bottle of wine. if there’s one person you can count on to help drink your feelings away, it’s—

“i actually can’t tonight,” she sighs. “i have an exam tomorrow and i already had a few drinks so…”

“wait, shoko—” you catch the edge of the door, sighing as you admit, “i think satoru is cheating on me.” 

she pauses for a second, as if checking to see if you’re serious. 

then, “you open that up. i’ll get the glasses.” 

“thanks,” you grin, following her inside. 

“do you need anything else?” she calls from the kitchen. “a hug? baseball bat? an alibi?”

“no need for glasses, and we don’t need the other stuff…yet,” you grimace, twisting the cap off the bottle and taking a swig, kicking the door shut behind you. “and i don’t know for sure that he’s cheating, but he’s just been so weird lately.” 

“weird how?” your friend asks, pushing aside the textbooks she has open on the couch cushions before gesturing for the bottle. “it’s gojo, you’ve gotta be more specific.”

you hand her the tequila, shaking your head. “it was small things at first. showing up late for dates or just cancelling them. not telling me where he’s been all day. then last night i saw this text on his phone…”

shoko’s brows raise. “you were looking at his messages?”

“no!” you exclaim. then, when your best friend sends you a look, “okay, i didn’t mean to! he left his phone on the nightstand while he was in the shower and i looked at it when it buzzed with a text from someone named megumi.”

“oh,” shoko realizes, eyes widening. “that’s a girl’s name.” 

you both sit in silence for a moment, passing the bottle back and forth. your phone buzzes a few times in your pocket - undoubtedly satoru asking why you’ve been avoiding him all day - but you ignore it.

“let’s confront him,” shoko proposes once you’re halfway through the bottle. “find out once and for all.”

“okay!” by now, you’re buzzed enough to think this is a brilliant idea, standing on unsteady legs as shoko calls for a cab. 

_____

“hey,” your boyfriend smiles weakly once he opens the door. “wait, what’s shoko doing—”

“where is she?” she asks, pushing past the both of you to walk into his apartment. she begins flipping up couch cushions and checking behind curtains. 

“what’s going on?” satoru asks, letting you push him inside. he looks down at you, concern clouding his expression. “what’s she talking about?”

you’re not sure if it’s liquid courage or frustration that causes you to blurt, “are you cheating on me?”

“what? of course not—”

“then who’s megumi?”

“he is toji’s six year son!”

your eyes widen. shoko freezes, halfway through opening a cabinet. 

toji…had a son? “so he’s a— a—”

“he’s a zen’in,” your boyfriend confirms. it’s as if all the air leaves your lungs when he says that, catching in your throat. “his mom passed, and after toji…i couldn’t just leave him alone. apparently toji made some deal to sell the kid to the zen’in clan, and i didn’t want…so i filed for guardianship.”

“guardianship,” you echo. “you’re planning to raise the kid on your own?

“his sister too.” 

“i’m gonna go get a cab home. let you two talk,” shoko laughs nervously, speeding out the door. 

satoru walks over to the couch once she’s gone, sitting the edge and hiding his face in his hands. “i’d get it, you know.”

“get what?” you ask, sitting next to him.

“you didn’t sign up for this,” he sighs. “taking in two kids— it’s a lot. but i couldn’t do nothing. he’s going to need someone to help him. teach him. care about him. so he doesn’t end up like…”

he doesn’t finish his sentence. you don’t make him. even after a few years, the heartache of losing your friend causes a dull ache in your chest. 

though…he’s right that you didn’t sign up for any of this. kids were the furthest thing from your mind at this stage of your life, not to mention this stage of your relationship. 

but if satoru, who is barely an adult himself, can find it in his heart to do what you know in your mind is the right thing…

“then i guess it’ll make the next few years of our lives pretty exciting,” you sigh, resting your head on his shoulder. 

“our lives?” he repeats, sounding shocked. “you’re…staying?”

you draw back to meet his pensive gaze, though it melts away when you offer him a small smile. you see him in this moment. 

so you cup his face in your hands, thumb softly stroking his cheek. “you didn’t think i would want to stay?”

“i hoped,” he murmurs, lips brushing against the inside of your wrist. “but i didn’t know for sure.”

“well, i’m not going anywhere,” you assure him, kissing the tip of his nose. “even if you’re a monumental pain in my ass.”

[thisapplepielife]

Written for the @steddiemicrofic July challenge.

Pretty Amazing

July Prompt: One | Word Count: 1,111 | Rating: T | CW: Language, Past Loss of Parent | Tags: Established Relationship, Parenthood, Passing Down Heirlooms, Slice of Life, Domestic and Soft

"What are you looking for, exactly?" Steve asks, slightly swaying with Ellie tucked in his arm. He looks good like that, holding a baby, and Eddie stops and looks at him for a second. They really have a baby. 

He's staring at Steve in a daze, "Eddie?"

That shakes him out of it.

"A book," Eddie finally answers, as he starts digging through the boxes again. He was sure it was here, thinks he saw it before they left Hawkins, all those years ago. He thinks he remembers packing it, since it's one of the few things he has left from his mom. Something she made, just for him.

But he's not sure if he's seen it since they moved.

He just put it away for safekeeping and now he can't fucking find it. Maybe it's still at Wayne's. That would make sense, he supposes. 

"What kind of book?" Steve asks, "Do you want me to put her down and help you look?"

"No!" Eddie says quickly, he doesn't want that. He wants Steve to hold her forever. He'll find it. Or he won't. But Steve should keep doing exactly what he is, until the end of time.

Eddie looks back at them, and smiles, "It's a book my mom made for me. I want Ellie to have it."

Steve laughs, his eyes crinkling, "Honey, she's a week old."

"One week, and two days," Eddie corrects, and Steve laughs again. He's so fucking happy, they both are. It had taken a long time, and a lot of heartache, but she's finally here. Beyond perfect, and worth the wait.

"One week, and two days," Steve concedes. 

Eddie goes back to looking, as Steve and Ellie watch him from the doorway. Well, Steve watches. Ellie's sleeping, missing her dad searching through boxes like a crazy person.

He finally finds it in the last place he looks. Wrapped in tissue paper, bubble wrapped, and then wrapped in a t-shirt he thought he'd lost on their road trip, since he hasn't seen it in forever. Apparently it's right here, being used as packing.

A little overkill, maybe, for a fabric book.

But it's safe, right in his hands. 

"Found it!" he yells, and Steve shows up in the doorway, Ellie still sleeping in his arms.

Eddie takes it out to the coffee table and lays it down. It's a little dingy, a little worn, but it was his, and now it'll be hers. 

"Show us," Steve says, and Eddie does. He opens the cover of the thick book and is greeted with his name in felted bubble letters. Maybe he can cut out two Ls to match, and cover up the Ds, so it has her name instead? He has time to figure that out.

But he flips through the pages.

"I googled it. It's called a quiet book," Eddie explains. 

There's a plastic button sewn to the page, with a pocket that goes over it, where you can push the button through the buttonhole, over and over again. 

On another page, there's a felted grandfather clock, with a little mouse running up the side, and moveable hands you can turn to set the time. 

A felt shoe, with attached laces, waiting to be tied into a bow.

A zipper, on a little tent in the woods. A bear lurking behind the trees.

Page after page of things that his mother made with her own two hands, just for him to learn from.

"This is amazing," Steve says.

"Yeah, it's to, like, teach dexterity?" he says, voice lilting up at the end, like that's a question.

"No, well, yes," Steve says, "but it's amazing because your mom made it for you and now Ellie can learn from it, too."

Eddie swallows. Yeah. That is pretty amazing.

Five years later

"One, two, buckle my shoe," Ellie says from the floor, as she works the strap through the large buckle sewn onto the page of the quiet book. 

Eddie watches her from the kitchen, cup of coffee in his hand before he heads out to work. She's so smart. And weird, and hilarious. He watches her talk to herself as she flips the pages, doing some of the activities, skipping others. 

Steve's washing the breakfast dishes at the sink as she's matching shapes to stitched outlines, attaching them with velcro. 

"What shape is that?" Eddie asks, and she turns to look at him, like he's an idiot.

She holds it up in the air, "A square."

"Really? I thought it was a circle," he says and she huffs at him, going back to her book.

Moving on to snapping and unsnapping the buttons of a little felt raincoat.

Then, moving notes up and down a scale, pressing the velcro into the felt, "F-A-C-E. Face," she says.

He knows she's just memorized that, doesn't really understand that it's a music scale with notes, but hey, maybe someday she'll have a head start. 

They had to replace some of the velcro, and a few long-lost pieces of felt, but for being over forty years old, it looks pretty damn good.

She turns to the next page, and there's the clock. He walks over and squats down behind her, and reaches over her shoulder to turn the little hand to the one, and the big hand to the six.

"One-thirty," she says, before he can even ask.

Holy shit, that's new. He was expecting her usual one-six.

Steve can read his mind, has always been able to, and says from behind him, "She figured that out yesterday." 

Eddie turns and smiles, then he nudges the little hand again.

"One-thirty-seven, stop, it's time for the next page," she scolds, and turns the page on his fingers.

He laughs, but lets her move onto the next one. The shoelaces. She hasn't gotten this one yet, and it makes her mad, so she usually skips past it.

Eddie goes over to watch next to Steve, as he's leaning against the counter. He's gotta go, and soon, but he has a few more minutes.

"Daddy has to go to work at seven-fifteen," Steve says, and Ellie heaves a sigh that is far too exasperated for someone her age, but she flips the page back and turns the clock with her little fingers. 

Then looks over at them, expectantly. Eddie walks over, and checks, and sure enough.

"You've got it! And that's my cue, girlie," he says, dropping a kiss to the top of her head, then walks over and kisses Steve goodbye. 

"Learn to tie that shoe," Eddie teases, as she's fumbling with the laces, trying. 

He knows she'll figure it out, and soon. 

If you want to write your own, or see more entries for this challenge, pop on over to @steddiemicrofic and follow along with the fun! ❤️

Notes: If you're curious about what these books are, google "felt quiet book" and you should get several good examples.

[kaminocasey]

Joyride

Summary: You and Hunter have been ignoring your feelings for each other for a year, but can't any longer when you're sent on a mission together.

Pairing: Hunter x f!Reader

Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI; Angst, Enemies to Lovers, SMUT, Sex on a speeder bike, unprotected p in v (wrap it up friends), Cid (lol)

WC: 3.2K

A/N: OKAY don't be mad at me for having Cid in this bc I started writing this way before that finale and before we knew that Cid was a traitorous asshole, so I'm sorry about that. BUT sex with Hunter on a speeder bike should make up for it, right?? (Also, if you saw me post this earlier on my main, no you didn't lol.)

TAGLIST FORM │Bad Batch Masterlist

“Dark and Broody, Mopey… You two will be going on this one alone.” Cid points at you and Hunter.

That’s what Cid calls you, Mopey. Even though she’s known you your whole life and absolutely knows your name. You moped about Hunter to her one time and now the name has stuck.

“What?” You and Hunter ask, simultaneously and then look at each other uncomfortably.

Crossing your arms, you glare. “We don’t do alone missions.” 

“That’s not my problem. I need a couple who won’t stick out too much.” Cid starts to walk away toward her office, knowing you’ll follow. “It’s easy. In and out. Get the drive. Bam. You’re done.”

“A couple?” Hunter asks, still trying to catch up. 

“Yeah, a couple. Ever heard of the word?” Cid sits at her desk, rummaging through her drawers. “Two people who are together.”

“We aren’t together, though.” Hunter glances at you as you lean in the doorway with crossed arms, looking at you as if you have some sway here.

You’ve known Cid your whole life. She apparently used to run with your mom back in the day and when your mom passed, Cid took you in. She looks up at you, knowingly and you shake your head, walking out so you can leave Hunter to argue with her. It was a lost cause arguing with her. You learned that long ago. 

“Good luck.” Echo tells you, smirking from the bar. 

You flip him off and then look to make sure Omega wasn’t watching. Thankfully, she and Wrecker are in a heated Dejarik game while Tech watches over Wrecker’s shoulder. You can’t help but be grateful for this little group that you and Cid found a year ago. 

“You know, you’re pacing.” You tell Hunter from the co-pilot’s seat as the ship travels through hyperspace.

It’s quiet without the rest of the Batch, you notice. Too quiet. It occurs to you how little time you and Hunter have been around each other without any of the others around. 

“Yeah. And?” He snips.

You prop your feet up in the seat in front of you, your dress slipping up to your thigh slightly. He looks down only for a second and walks off to the bunks to do something. With a roll of your eyes, you pull up your datapad and send off a message to Echo.

You: He’s impossible.

Echo: What do you want me to do about it? 

You: Just complaining I guess?

Echo: You mean being mopey?

You: Fuck you.

Echo: LOL

You sigh and toss your datapad back into the seat, groaning in frustration.

“What is it?” Hunter stands in the doorway.

“Nothing.” You turn your seat around to look out at the blue hues of hyperspace. 

“Right…” Hunter disappears again until right before you come up on Coruscant. 

“So the plan-” Hunter stands in front of you when you land.

“I know the plan.” You stare up at him.

“Right. Okay then.” He sighs as he hands you your ear piece, giving you a curious look as he stares down at you.

“Okay.” You nod and open the hatch.

You leave the ship together, coming up on the speeder that one of Cid’s people left for you. He looks at the speeder bike. 

“Don’t even think about it.” You grumble and point at your outfit. “Dress, remember?” 

He chuckles. “Right.”

With a slight roll of your eyes, you get in the passenger side of the speeder. As he takes off, you try your hardest to not look at him in his nice outfit. He’s wearing a dark red collared shirt, the top two buttons undone, slightly revealing his tattooed chest, dress pants, and a gold chain you didn’t know he had. 

You find yourself wanting to ask him about the chain and about the tattoo that was clearly a continuation of the half skull on his face. You’re tempted to question him if it goes all the way down… 

“What?” Hunter picks up on your staring.

You go warm in the face instantly and look out your side of the speeder as he continues to drive. “Nothing.” He chuckles. “If you say so.”

Arriving at the casino, Hunter starts to get out but you stop him, leaning on the edge of the door. “What are you doing? Keep the speeder running in case I run into trouble. Thought you’ve done this before?” You smirk.

“I have.” He scowls at you. “You’re gonna go in alone, dressed like that?” 

You raise your eyebrows. “Really? We’re gonna have this conversation?” 

He thinks about it for a second. “Look… I know you can handle your own-”

“Great, then I’ll see you in a few minutes. Keep it running, I’ll be in and out.” You ignore him and walk away into the casino. 

“Nothing wrong with backup, you know?” He grumbles in your ear as you walk up the steps to the second floor.

“Hush.” You tell him, smiling at the coat check person, politely.

You can feel some eyes on you as you walk onto the casino floor. 

“You’re breathing heavily.” Hunter complains in your ear on the comm as you make your way through the casino full of people. 

“No I’m not.” You roll your eyes. “You just have supersonic hearing.” 

He chuckles. “I think you mean ultrasonic.”

“Maker, you’ve been hanging around Tech too much.” You shake your head to yourself.

Stars, why does his voice sound like that? It sounds like pure sex and it feels like he’s practically purring in your ear. And it’s going right to your-

“You good?” His voice pulls you out of your thoughts.

“Yep.” You take a wine glass off a waitresses tray and gulp it down in one go, trying not to think about what Hunter’s voice does to you.

“Please try not to get wasted.” He warns you.

“How did you know-” You put the empty glass on a passing tray and keep moving through the crowd of people who were clearly rich and well off. 

“‘Supersonic’ hearing, remember?” He teases, lightly. “You… ahem… swallow loudly.” 

He coughs and you try to not think about what he could be thinking of. 

“Focus, Sarge.” You smirk, just trying not to argue with him for once. It’s really not a secret that you two don’t really see eye to eye, but that’s not your problem. It’s his. He’s the one who always starts the arguments. Like now, complaining about your breathing and your swallowing. If anyone deserved to complain, it’s you. You’re in this ridiculously snug dress and stupid heels and you’re ready to peel them off. 

“Miss?” You hear a man’s voice behind you.

When you turn around, you find a handsome, young gentleman with a blue scarf that you’d been looking for. He’s supposed to be the one who gives you the drive. 

“Hi. Luc?” You smile.

Easy mission, thankfully. In and out just like you told Hunter, making him wait out in the speeder. 

“That’s me.” He grins. “They didn’t tell me that a beautiful woman was supposed to be meeting me. Could I buy you a drink first?”

You try to not roll your eyes as you keep a fake smile plastered on your face. 

“Wow. What a tool.” Hunter’s voice fills your ear.

“That’s alright, thank you. Just the drive please.” You start to hand out your hand.

“Pity… Well in that case, I’m supposed to tell you,” He suddenly pulls a blaster out, keeping it low. “Cad Bane sends his regards.” 

Kriff. Of course.

Acting quickly, you shove his hand away at the same time that he releases the trigger, sending blaster fire up into the air. You elbow him in the throat, making him double over in pain, gasping for breath, as you try to knock the blaster out of his hand. Suddenly, more blaster fire starts coming your way and you realize you’ve been set up.

All around you people scream as they scramble for safety in the casino.

“What’s happening?” Hunter’s voice is in your ear, panicked.

“Don’t worry about it. Keep the speeder running.” You grunt as you make for the balcony across the room, just hoping your heels hold up, pulling one of your blasters out and shooting at the people that are shooting at you.

“Don’t worry about it, she says, as blaster fire is literally firing around her.” Hunter mutters. 

“Will you please shut up?” You snap as you start to climb over the side of the balcony, shooting toward the top of the building. 

You look down for Hunter in the speeder but see him on a speeder bike instead.

“Where’s the speeder?” You yell.

“This is quicker!” He calls back.

With an annoyed groan, you stick your blaster back into your thigh holster and slide down the rope landing in Hunter’s lap, straddling his thighs while facing him. He lets out an ‘oof’ and takes off as people come running out of the lobby, shooting at the two of you.

“You could have let me climb off to get behind you.” You glare.

“No time. Hold on.” He revs the bike and starts going even faster through the undercity of Coruscant, causing you to press yourself to his chest. 

You roll your eyes. “We were set up.”

“Yeah, no kriff.” Hunter rests his chin on your shoulder so you can see.

It almost feels natural… having him against you. You quickly push that thought away as you go to argue with him again. 

“You know what-” You’re cut off as you realize people in speeders are after you, still shooting at you. 

“A little help here would be nice.” He grunts, taking a sharp turn, trying to buy you some time so you can grab your blasters. 

“Yeah, yeah. I’m on it.” You pull your blasters out of both thigh holsters. 

When you try to situate yourself so you can shoot better, you only realize you accidentally brush up against Hunter’s crotch when he lets out a soft groan. 

“Sorry…” You try. “Just shoot.” He says, through gritted teeth.

You immediately start to take out each shooter, precisely hitting each person so well that you can’t help but let out a chuckle.

“Crosshair would be so proud of me right now.” You compliment yourself.

“I’m sure.” Hunter grumbles as he shoots through an alley and then takes a hard right up into some sort of abandoned warehouse. When he thinks the coast is clear, he finally leans back, breathing heavily. You can’t even tease him about it, because your chest is heaving against his. With the deep glare that he’s giving you, his hate for you becomes evident. 

“You know, you may hate me… and still not trust me… but I’m not going anywhere. You’re stuck with me for the long haul.” You shrug, tucking your blasters back into your holsters. 

“I don’t hate you.” He rolls his eyes.

“Then why-” You start but he crushes his lips to yours, shutting you up. 

Every nerve ending in your body stands straight up and you fight between the urge to shove him off of you and also wanting more of him. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you pull him closer and he grips your hips, grinding you against his hardened length, straining in his pants. 

“You feel what you do to me?” He rasps against your lips, his voice full of need. “So, I don’t hate you, I’m-”

Without another word, your hands fall down to his zipper and pull his length free. His sentence is cut off as you rest your foreheads together, watching your hand expertly start to pump his cock. He’s thicker than you imagined he’d be. You’re definitely not complaining though.

“Fuck, mesh’la…” He groans, gripping your hips tighter. 

The rumble of the speeder sends vibrations to your core and you can’t help the wetness that gathers in your panties, begging to coat Hunter’s perfect cock. 

You raise up slightly, moving your panties to the side as you sink down on him and he lets out an incredibly loud groan while he grips you so tightly that you know you’re going to bruise. Maybe that’s what he’s going for. To remind you of today, no matter what happens when you get back to Ord Mantell. 

You let out a soft gasp when his hands roam down to your ass and start to raise you up just to pull you back down onto his cock harshly. You’d been lying to yourself… You don’t hate him. You want Hunter just as bad, if not more. 

He pulls your body flush against his, kissing your shoulder. “Been waiting for so long for this.” 

You can’t help the needy whimpers that escape your lips for this man. The two of you had been fighting your urges for so long that you’d been convinced you hated each other. But now… 

“Feels so fucking good… So perfect… made for me.” Hunter babbles incoherently and you grind against him as much as you can. You pull away to make sure you’re not slipping but he grips your chin and pulls your gaze back to his own. “Keep your eyes on me. I’ve got you, you’re not going anywhere.”

And fuck, if that isn’t the hottest thing a man’s ever said to you…

He takes your fingers and pulls them to his mouth, taking them in his mouth. Your entire body feels like it’s on fire. He knows exactly what he’s doing because he smirks around your digits before guiding your fingers down to your clit. 

“Fuck… Hunter.” You groan, keeping your eyes on him, lips parted as the sounds echo off the metal walls of the warehouse as you rub your clit for him. 

“That’s it, mesh’la… need you to cum for me so I can fill this pretty little cunt up.” He whispers gruffly and you nearly come apart just at those words alone. “If… if that’s okay with you.”

“Please.” You gasp with a desperate nod.

You’d never known Hunter had this side to him. Sure you called him dark and broody as a joke, but this was something else entirely. He’s looking at you with such voracity, that you don’t think there’s any coming back from it. You want him to look at you this way forever. 

Pulling Hunter back in for a kiss so vehement, while still rubbing your clit, you near your edge. Your mind goes back to what he was saying earlier about not hating you. He didn’t give you a reason for acting the way he did.

“Hunter…” You whimper.

“What?” He rests his forehead against yours, still fucking you amorously. 

When he looks at you, it’s with such a softness that you can’t help but melt. 

“What…” You groan as he pushes you back on the speeder, reaching deeper into you with his cock. “What were you going to say… you don’t hate me… and?” 

“Right now?” He asks, looking down between you with a breathless chuckle. 

You nod as that familiar heat pools toward your warmth. “As… good a time… as any, right?” 

The way he’s fucking you is absolutely ethereal. You don’t think you could go back to how things were before even if you wanted to. And you definitely don’t want to, right?

“Maker…” He grits with a breathy chuckle as you clench around him. “I’m- fuck… I’m in love with you, okay?” 

As if that’s all you needed to hear, you cum, making his name sound like an entire prayer. Because that’s what coming around Hunter’s cock feels like. Absolutely spiritual. 

He grins down at you and pulls you back up into his lap, wrapping his arms around you, fucking into you mercilessly, overwhelming both of you. 

When his hips falter as he grips your sides, digging his fingers into you as he fills you up so fully that you spill out over the both of you. You can’t help but let out a soft laugh and then he lets one out as well.

“If I knew you’d react like that when I declared my love for you, I would’ve done it sooner.” He winks and you playfully slug him. 

“You’re very lucky I don’t actually hate you.” You lean in closely and the breath in his throat hitches.

“I’ll say.” He agrees before crushing his lips to yours.

Neither of you are sure what’s next for you, but you’re already feeling more hopeful. Maybe it’ll help that you won’t be arguing for once when you break the news to Cid that the mission failed. 

“I uh… actually wanted to show you something while we’re on Coruscant.” He coughs, awkwardly. 

“Okay?” You look at him curiously.

He grins as he helps you off the bike to sit behind him again. You feel the slight run of cum start to drip down your thigh. 

“Oh…” You look down and Hunter looks at your thighs as well, his grip on the handlebars tightening. 

“Do you want to run by the ship and clean up before I show you the surprise?” He smirks.

“Please.” You nod, going warm in the face as you hop on the back of the bike. “I’d also like to change. These heels are the worst.” 

He chuckles and relaxes into you when you wrap your arms around his waist and then takes off back toward the Marauder. It’s a strange feeling being so close to him after having so much distance between the two of you the past year. 

“So, what is it with you and speeder bikes?” You ask him, resting your chin on his shoulder.

He shrugs. “I don’t know.”

“Yes you do.” You start to release his waist but he quickly grabs your arms and pulls them against him again. 

“I’ve always wanted one. Since I saw one of the Alpha’s with one on Kamino when I was, you know, a “kid”.” He admits with a shrug.

“That’s sweet.” You kiss his shoulder. “We’ll get you one, one day.” 

He pulls one of your hands up to his lips and kisses it and you can’t help but smile.

When you pull back up to the Marauder, Hunter helps you off the bike, like a gentleman.

“Didn’t know you had such a sweet side to you.” You tease as he pulls you against himself, looking down into your eyes with his own warm brown ones. 

He smirks as he kisses you again. “Maybe we can shower… together… before I take you to that surprise.”

You find yourself desperate to have his mouth somewhere else.

“Yes please, Sarge.” You wrap your arms around him and he starts to lift you up but pauses as his ears perk up toward the Marauder and then pulls away to grab one of your blasters out of your holster, pointing it toward the hatch. 

“Hunter, what is it?” You whisper. 

All of a sudden, you hear a blaster shot come out from behind you and feel a bolt of electricity travel throughout your body. By the time you drop, you realize it’s too late and you’ve been stunned. The last thing you see before you pass out is Hunter going into attack mode.

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[ejzah]

A/N: A little Rosa and Deeks drabble.

***

A Parent’s Job

Deeks pulled his legs up to his chest, flipping from a cooking show to some special on hotdogs. The TV selections at three in the morning on a Friday night left something to be desired. He took a drink from his glass of water, idly brushing his palm over their dog’s, Penny, honey blonde head. She made a sound huffing sound in her sleep, but otherwise didn’t budge.

He had the sound muted and everyone else asleep, the house was completely silent aside from the occasional normal creaking or car door from outside. Holding back a yawn, he focused on finding out about Chicago’s best offerings.

The host was just accepting a footlong hotdog, when the front door eased open. Deeks tilted his head, observing as Rosa tried to creep in, her movement slow and a little exaggerated in her attempt to be quiet.

She caught sight of Deeks almost immediately and froze just a foot inside the door, her hand on the doorknob, key still in the other.

“Hey. Did you have a good time?�� he asked quietly.

Closing her eyes for a second in apparent defeat, Rosa closed the door with as much care as she opened it, then walked over to stand in front of him with a resigned expression.

“Did you wait up for me?” she said, even her whisper sounding completely miserable.

“No, I went to be at 9:30 with your mom and trusted you’d make it back by 11, like we agreed. I woke up with the twins at 1:30, and that’s when I noticed your bedroom door was open and you were not there,” he explained calmly. “I wanted to make sure you were ok.”

“And you’ve been sitting up since then.” She made a pained sound, and Deeks nodded.

He patted the other side of the couch that wasn’t occupied by him or Penny. “Have a seat.” The last couple hours definitely had him on edge and he wasn’t exactly happy, but he hadn’t expected this response out of Rosa.

“Before anything else, are you ok?” he started. Rosa’s eyebrows furrowed and she shrugged.

“Yes, I’m fine. I was just with Steven,” she answered, then dipped her head. “We decided to watch the Captain America movies and fell asleep during the second one. I promise I didn’t mean to stay out so late. When I woke up and realized it was after two, I completely freaked out.” Her fingers tangled together briefly, then tucked her hair behind her ears, reinforcing her anxiety.

“Why didn’t you just text when you realized? Or if you were planning to stay overnight.”

She shrugged again. “I didn’t want you to be mad.”

His heart clenched at the admission; it hurt to think he’d given Rosa any reason to hide from him. Reminding himself that this wasn’t about him, he took Rosa’s hand, gently unfolding her twisting fingers.

“Rosamund, I am not mad at you,” he assured her. “I don’t care what you do.” He inclined his head and clarified, “Hopefully you’re being safe and not breaking the law.”

Rosa laughed, a soft, slightly hoarse and vaguely desperate sound. He smiled back, nudging her shoulder with his.

“I’m just worried about you, kid. I’m probably always going to worry about you, because you’re my daughter and I love you. So, that might mean staying up late just to make sure you get home safe.”

Swiping her finger under her eye, Rosa pressed her lips together, looking remarkably like Kensi as she fought back tears.

“So maybe next time you start that second movie, you can text one of us first. You know, just so we don’t pull our hair out thinking you’ve fallen in a ditch or been abducted by aliens,” he requested, and Rosa laughed again, rolling her eyes.

“Ok. I will.”

She tipped to the side, head falling on his shoulder. “Why didn’t you text me?” she wondered.

“Cause I didn’t want you to think I was hovering.”

Rosa snorted at that, and then immediately covered her mouth, eyes wide as Deeks forced down his own chuckles brought on by relief and exhaustion.

“I love you, kiddo,” he whispered.

“Love you, too.” Wrapping her arms around his waist, Rosa scooted closer, her head resting on his shoulder.

***

A/N: Although Rosa is probably over 18 by this point, I figure since she’s still pretty young, she’d agree to be back by a certain point at night or text for everyone’s sanity.

[respectthepetty]

Addicted Heroin (Th) Cut Scenes and Colors - Episode 9

I'm reporting on the missing scenes from YouTube's version of Addicted Heroin [episode: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight]. This week's episode didn't have a lot of scenes missing from the edited version, but one of them was so off-the-wall that I'm unsure if it was good it was left out, but then again, this is the show that is trying to tell me it's snowing in San Francisco, so . . . this show stays wild.

First cut scene:

Pink Person Only takes Green Guy Pop to go visit his mother. No reason is given for this nor do we know where the mom actually lives. We just know they have to travel in the blue combi to see her.

Only's mom is very kind and likes Pop being there. She keeps doting on the boys but finally gives them space to sing their feelings or just talk to each other next to the pool.

Because of all the food she kept giving them, Pop's stomach is bothering him, so Only says he'll massage it, but while he is doing that in the most intimate way possible, Pop thanks 'Hero' for helping him instead of thanking Only, which prompts Only to ask what is going on between Pop and Hero. Pop says nothing is happening and they are just brothers. Then he starts singing the song that Hero's mom used to sing and the one he sang in the convenience store when he saw Hero while thinking of Blue Boy Hero who is missing Pop as well (and sniffing his clothes to show it).

But, once again, according to Pop, they are just brothers. Sure, Jan.

Second cut scene:

After Only tries to make Hero jealous at school by handing Pop back the clothes he left when he spent the night and his plan backfires when Hero tries to kill everyone during fencing class, Pop and Hero argue about it when they get home.

Pop says Hero is overreacting, but Hero says that Pop is lying to him and wants to know the truth about what happened between Pop and Only. Pop says nothing happened, but THEN Hero shows him a recording of when they FaceTimed and points out that Pop was not in his room, so now he knows Pop was in Only's room. Pop repeats that nothing happened and is disgusted that Hero recorded him. Hero flips the conversation and says if they can't communicate then there are other ways they can 'open up' to each other.

And they start making out and taking off their clothes.

But Hero's creepy brother walks in on them because apparently he flew in from snowy San Francisco and just stands there watching them about to have sex! When Pop freaks out and pushes Hero off of him, his brother says that he has seen all their videos so there is no need to be shy.

Pop is PISSED!

Pop and Hero argue because Hero says he didn't record them, but his brother put spyware on his phone, so his brother actually recorded them, which somehow he thinks is better. It's not, and Pop and Hero continue to argue. Finally Hero says if Pop doesn't trust him, then he'll just leave, and he GOES TO STAY WITH HIS BROTHER!

And this is how we ended up where we did at the end of the episode with Hero going back to Pop, and his brother calling their dad so they can be shot or something!

The end.

There are no more cut scenes, but I have a lot more to say about this episode because now that we know a second season is not happening, I see the editing for this one is a choice since we probably aren't returning to where the series started, which was the present.

Which means we aren't getting a separation after the car accident because there will probably be no car accident since we are barely getting the dad being upset at them in this episode.

Which means that the show will not resolve Only and Tiger because if they didn't talk about the kiss this episode, they won't talk about it in the finale.

Because Pink Person Only already said he liked Pop even though Yellow Yal Tiger said he liked him WITH ONLY'S COLOR WRITTEN ALL OVER HIS CHEST!

Like, I love these little color-coded boys and that Only is just sooooo pink.

But the last minute attempt to not fully show why Only likes Pop (even as Pop wears Hero's blue) by cutting the two group of scenes from the edited version is telling me that the last episode will just focus on Hero and Pop and nothing else.

Like I love a good self-pleasure scene in my QLs and the blue coloring was a nice touch, but . . .

This episode spent an unnecessary amount of time trying to convince me that it's snowing in San Francisco rather than focusing on how pissed Hero should be at his crazy ass brother which could've been done IN Thailand, therefore removing ALL of the Only x Pop plot, which would've allowed us more time in the finale to wrap both storylines up.

*deep breath* Super excited to see how this ends next week.

[lasagnaboxlesbian]

CHAPTER ONE OUT NOW!! [link]

It’s sapphic silly hours so I wanted to post a little sneak peek of Chapter 1 (unfinished but alas… the ronance brain worms hath spoken) for my next multichapter fic!!

a Nancy POV rewrite of season 1 featuring ronance

Robin moves in next door to the Wheelers prior to the events of s1

Comphet Lesbian Nancy

fic title is based on the mbav theme song “Girl Next Door” by Copperpot

i think i’ll call her on the phone (or am i better off alone?)

Chapter 1 - fruit

August 15th, 1983

HAWKINS, INDIANA

Three knocks to Nancy’s open door had her turning her head to the voice she knew was waiting.

Holly and Mike usually just barge in, Mike would’ve yelled some excuse 50 miles a minute while Holly would’ve just toddled past the squeaky door. Her father, Ted, would’ve waited for her to skip down the steps for dinner and asked her to stay for a minute as he had something to say.

That left one person.

“Nancy, I told you we were leaving in five minutes,” her mother, Karen, stood firm by the door, back straight, hands on her hips as she looked over at her daughter disapprovingly. “Hang up on Barb, you can always call her back once we go see them.”

Nancy pursed her lips and nodded her head, the receiver of the phone shielded by a newly polished hand. “Yeah… yeah… just give me a second.”

Karen’s heels clacked as she walked downstairs, “Make sure to pick up the fruit basket on the table! I’ll be waiting by the door.”

She waited until the footsteps were farther enough away that huffed a breath, hoping Barb would hear on the other end. “God… she’s been-” she sighed again. “Anyways… um” Nancy looked out of her window, “you know the Taylors, right? Lived next door?”

“Yeah, yeah… my mom mentioned something about them… apparently the mom was like… uh never- nevermind.” Barb whispers, “Anyways… you were saying?”

Nancy’s brows furrow but elect to ignore that in favor of ranting to her best friend before having to put up false appearances. “New people moved in, my mom is obsessed with bringing all the neighbours a housewarming gift since it’s rare for anyone to move in around here, so-”

“Young lady, I am waiting!” Karen shouted from below.

“Look, I’ll call when I’m back, alright?”

“‘Course, Nance. Bye.”

“Bye.”

Click

Nancy bit back a smile, standing up from where she had been lounged across her bed. Facing herself in the mirror, she adjusted one of the clips holding back her long, wavy brown locks.

“Nancy!” Karen shouted.

She whipped her head to the door, rushing out as she slammed it behind her.

“No slamming doors,” she heard her father rumble from the lazy boy sat across the TV, casually flipping through a newspaper.

It was Saturday, about a week before school started, and Nancy would be faced with dealing with the new people across the yard.

Passing her mother she muttered, “And of course Mike doesn’t have to come.”

“I heard that.” Her mother spoke to Nancy’s retreating form, continuing once she saw her daughter with the gaudily packaged fruit basket. “Michael is at Will’s today. And as far as I’m concerned, you are at home.”

Nancy shuffled in her old white heels, the sides nipping at her ankles. “It’s not my fault-”

“Enough. I am not having this conversation before we go see the Buckley’s.”

Nancy bit her tongue, she was already under practical house arrest after she snuck out last week to go hang out with Barb past curfew.

In her defense, it was because Barb had sworn that she overheard Steve was going to be at Tiffany’s Birthday and had an open invite. They weren’t even planning on going in! Just scoping out the scene to see if the possibility of what Steve had told her at the end of last year was real. That he had started to notice her over freshman year, and that he wasn’t planning on seeing anyone anytime soon.

All they had to do was snoop around to see if he had a date, and Barb would shove it in Nancy’s face that he was just like the other dumb jocks that treated the high school hierarchy like it mattered.

But all it took was her mother opening her door and seeing the window open for her to jump down the Holland’s lines, both mothers desperately searching for the missing pair.

She’d been grounded until the school year and wasn’t keen on that getting a punishment far enough that they’d disconnect her personal line.

God, she couldn’t imagine not being able to talk to Barb about all the bullshit going on in her life. She always felt like all the family responsibility had been placed on her, meanwhile Mike got to coast along her coat tails. He was perpetually too young to be at fault for anything, so obviously the brunt of her parent’s wrath had to be placed on her.

She was the nice girl.

She would fall in line when needed.

And unlike her siblings, she was apparently old enough to understand the consequences of a bad reputation.

But she knew that it wasn’t just reputation that kept her in an elevated position of responsibility. She was the oldest daughter, of course everyone would be breathing down her neck to be the perfect little girl.

“-ncy?” Karen whispered, tapping the girl’s shoulder.

Nancy must’ve zoned out for the short walk across the driveway because she only now did she become aware of the splintered wooden door in front of her, the basket gone heavy in her hands.

She glanced back at Karen from the corner of her eyes, looking down as a taunt smile pulled against her cheeks. “Sorry- sorry… I was just… thinking. I’m fine”

Karen didn’t say anything, and Nancy didn’t want to look at her in fear of the same expression she’d worn since that night.

Disappointment.

Her mother knocked on the door, and Nancy waited with baited breath, as the lock clicked and the door opened.

Stood in a lose-fitting white t-shirt and pair of cut off jean shorts, was a girl. Her hand tightly gripped a can of Coke and her brows furrowed at the two stood on her doorstep.

This is going to be so awkward.

“Hi!” Karen chirped, the girl giving Nancy a once over before looking at her mom.

Nancy only felt slightly miffed at the fact that the look she’d given her mother was a lot less venomous than the one thrown her way.

Asshole.

[END OF PREVIEW]

Thank you so much for reading!! ❤️✨

Not sure for an exact date of posting considering current works are taking priority right now, but I was really excited to share this one!!

[lipglossanon]

okay i got rid of the prologue- you’re on the couch texting your friend who had taken you home when school let out early and she was texting you about how hot your dad is when Leon comes in and starts reading over your shoulder before tapping you and you squeal from being startled and close your phone when you get up to go around the couch and kiss him and ask him how his day was,,,,, she was also supposed to say when Leon confronted her about her friend that she turned her down for a sleepover because she wanted to see more of Leon and that’s what made him happy and as for it getting darker 👀 this is all the shit i got rid of-

you made it to the retreat and Leon immediately started parading you around as his daughter and how upset he was your mother left you two when your friend comes over and Leon pushes you out of the way and thanks her for taking you home and turns back to you and tells you to go back to the cabin so you do and start texting your friend when she says she has to go because they’re supposed to go on a hike (that Leon opted you two out of) so when he come back in and yore giggling and shut your phone he takes it from you now,,,,, time skip to the bathroom cause daddy leon was paranoid for a reason 🫢 this happened between him spanking and fucking you so you’re ass is bloody and your crying when a knock on the door startles him, he takes a washcloth and gags you while getting his belt out of his luggage and binding your thighs together and using a towel torn in half to bind your wrists and ankles before leaving you on the floor bleeding and that’s when you hear someone laughing and Leon comes back into the bedroom with a second pair of footsteps and you listen to him get flirty and eventually the bed squeaks making you groan and wonder about what’s happening trying not to assume Leon’s fucking one of your teachers but that’s exactly it, pussy clenching around nothing as you listen to Leon degrade her and smack her around while she calls him daddy and you can’t help but get upset that he’s fucking someone else and you start crying and drowning everything out when the door opens and he throws a condom away (not spent) and he kneels beside you and grabs you by the hair forcing you to look at him saying “you enjoy the show sweetie?” while wiping away your tears he’s glad he relocked the door when you hear jingling and he gets up shutting the bathroom door again and taking care of whatever with your teacher when he finally comes back he squats in front of you and tells you it was your friends mom he fucked to your horror and he takes the makeshift gag out of your mouth and your start apologizing and getting upset that he’d fuck someone else and you get quite bratty when he decides to take matters into his own hands and gets you on your back (still bound) and pulls his dick out and starts fucking himself with your squished together thighs telling you how special you are and that you really think she made him cum? you really think she’s anything like you? while just being condescending as fuck when you tell him he can fuck off he laughs for a good minute wiping precum off his dick before sticking the washcloth in you some causing discomfort when he’s done he said “apparently you need to know your place” and the agonizing stretch of him sliding in you after taking away most of the lubrication your body offered was painful but he didn’t stop when you begged and screamed in fact he pulled out and shoved the washcloth further taking away more of your body trying to ease him in leaving it in he flips you over and puts you bound and bent in half over the side of bathtub before removing the washcloth and shoving it in your mouth and and shoving all of himself in you in broken thrusts while you screamed bloody murder and blood ran down your thighs from this or being spanked earlier you weren’t sure but his pace was brutal and agonizing as his dick catches on you and pulls and every time he thrusts out and when he finally cums he pulls you back down to the floor and flips you over unbinding you and you start fighting him off making him slam you face first back into the tile - and that’s where the other ask starts 🤭

- 💀

(i got my note privileges back today lmao i was unsure if dark stepdaddy leon would fuck your friends mom because it isn’t you but i feel like he would under specific circumstances ya know? also i was gonna add him fucking her with a hairbrush handle because she’s begging for him to fuck her and he makes her get off on an object before him but i wasn’t sure where to add it so there’s also that cut piece of content i’ve also been thinking of sweet stepdad leon and how much of DILF he is and how flustered he gets when reader compliments him 🤭 also him letting Chris use you while he jacks off and watches- those two doting on you would make you, rightfully, a fucking puddle,,,, just mush)

💀 anon I am shook 😵‍💫

Like I have a love/hate relationship with cucking so I feel like this would fall under that 🤭

I’m so torn on him fucking someone else but I could see him being so mean and to “teach you a lesson” so he ends up doing that 😩

And flustered sweet stepdad is such a mood 🥰

Ahhhh! DILF Leon and Chris being so sweet (and a little condescending) to you, taking turns making you cum, watching the other fuck you until you’re just a drooling mess and then sliding in right after 🥴 🥴

[casliveblog]

Custom Toonami Block Week 155 Rundown

Spy X Family: We’re still kinda doing the fallout of the Fiona arc where Yor’s insecure and Loid’s trying frantically to make sure his apprentice being horny doesn’t threaten world peace, you know, normal stuff. Scruffyhead is left to babysit Anya while Loid and Yor go out for drinks and it’s pretty fucking funny because you have Yor being drunk off her ass not making a god damn lick of sense and Loid being overly logical trying to map out exactly how her drunk train of logic works when said train flipped off the track like an hour ago. Loid’s flirting ends up getting him knocked the fuck out and he dreams about his mom and conflates her with Yor which I’m sure is healthy and not Freudian at all. But eventually for like the third time we get Loid’s speech of ‘Anya and I both love you and you’re a great mom so please stop being so fucking insecure about this’ which to be fair IS accurate to how insecurity works but I feel like we’re doing the Inuyasha/Kikyo thing all over again where whenever something daunting comes up we’re gonna spend an episode moping before deciding to stop moping for the same reason as last time. Either way the date itself is funny and it’s worth it to watch Anya be like ‘oh yeah they’re out there fucking’ without understanding what she’s saying. The second plot revolves around Becky which is nice because I really do like her as a character and we get some backstory on her aside from her being a badass and wanting to fuck Anya’s dad. But yeah Becky wants to be a matchmaker for Anya and Damian so they decide to go shopping and get her a cool outfit to impress him and hijinks ensue and lots of outfits for the fanartists to do art of are revealed (I think my favorite is Yor!Becky, that was fun). Becky apparently has your standard dot jpg rich girl backstory of not having any friends and being isolated but Anya’s brash nature kinda broke through a lot of that (they also show her beating up bullies and I’m just guessing when she saw Anya punch Damian she was like ‘oh yeah I can hang with her’). But yeah despite Anya not finding anything she does buy a souvenir keychain for herself and Becky to thank her for taking her out shopping and even though it’s not rich fancy people shit like she’s supposed to do, they both wear their keychains to school and laugh about how they match, which as a nice touch does catch Damian’s attention because the most stunning thing Anya could wear as a genuine smile.

Inuyasha: So as expected, now that all the real fighting is done, Naraku swoops in to be like ‘now this is a victory I have completely earned despite just arriving’. Inuyasha goes through his laundry list of attacks and Naraku’s able to just go ‘nope’ to all of them, even the ones that are specifically made to counter his no-selling which kinda makes the Red Tessaiga useless now. He impales Inuyasha on Hosenki and grabs the jewel shard to taunt everyone that they’ll be staying in Inuyasha’s dad’s grave forever while he’s gonna get the hell out of dodge by himself (a bitter bit of foreshadowing for Yashahime, yes I’m stil mad). Meanwhile Kagura shows Sesshomaru the other gate and once he shows off the Tenseiga the statues are like ‘oh shit bro he’s got the sword, guess we better roll over’ and even the Medusa Light doesn’t work on Sesshomaru for no adequately explained reason but Sesshomaru just kinda no-sells like 80% of things, he has high Mag Resist I guess. So yeah while Naraku’s gloating Sesshomaru swoops in and starts kicking his ass and even punches out Inuyasha for fucking up for this long. But while Naraku and Sesshomaru are having their smug-off to see who can no-sell more of the other person’s bullshit, Hosenki talks to Inuyasha and asks him to cut him open and take his power.  

Yu Yu Hakusho: Kurama continues his journey of being blackmailed into working for a Demon Dictatorship while everyone there hates his guts. Kurama’s plan is to beef up the guys they fought in the Dark Tournament with the promise of fighting Yusuke and give them to Yomi as a present, the old ‘throw everyone who died in the Saiyan Saga on King Kai’s planet for training’ deal so Chu, Yoyo kid, Shishi, Gin and the other ninja guy and clownface all get a training arc courtesy of Genkai just like the King Kai arc (though idk those guys never learned Kaioken or anything so I think they just got a numbers buff) speaking of numbers buffs, apparently Yomi’s kingdom has Scouter technology and that works about as well as Scouter tech always works and just throws random numbers out until they’re ready to show their real power. The red fish general guy wants to kill Kurama’s stepbrother we haven’t heard about till now but is apparently very important but Kurama reminds the parasite assassin of the whole Elder Toguro purgatory plant deal and he decides he’s better off not pissing this guy off. So when Kurama’s promoted and fish guy is mad, he has no leverage and Kurama can Yoko out and fucking murder him without consequence. Turns out Yomi planned all this out and is hoping Kurama will turn to the dark side and be Yoko forever and also having a new callback squad is pretty cool too, let’s hope they get to do some shit.

Jujutsu Kaisen: Yuji and Nobara continue their fight against the Jojo Cheap Trick guy from last time and his younger brother. They get hit with blood that basically acts like a slower version Soifon’s Shikai complete with the cool tattoo aesthetic. Luckily Nobara’s ability is basically ‘no u’ and she reflects it back on them and goes to kill the younger brother so Mr. Cheap Trick has to release it because these guys are one of the few cursed spirits that actually have familial loyalty to each other. Apparently their deal is they’re actually aborted fetuses of a woman that was able to have hybrid babies with cursed spirits and humans so they’re like half and half that were just fetuses until now and used as the new flunkies of Mahito’s group. Given they’re legit fetuses who have existed for hundreds of years without anything to rely on but each other their first thoughts one being born are ‘we look out for each other and nothing else’. So yeah this is basically a story of the heroes blackmailing and torturing babies to win a fight so that’s a bit fucked up. But yeah Nobara and Yuji BOTH use a Black Flash and cripple their respective brothers and Nobara uses Cursed Technique: Bigger Nail to finish off the baby one and it’s really cool. Meanwhile Cheap Trick takes some guys hostage and runs away which really is kind of a Jojo villain thing to do maybe this guy was just in the wrong anime and Yuji just runs after the car like Yusuke during Chapter Black but Nobara still has the guy’s arm from before so she just straight up kills him with her basic attack. So Nobara gets the kill on both of these guys so that’s pretty neat. Meanwhile Mahito, monk dude and the eldest brother are all fucking playing Life and eldest brother is like ‘oh geez my brothers just died, gimme a minute’ and Mahito’s like ‘is that really a reason to interrupt our board game geez’. Yuji asks Nobara about how she feels about killing dudes that were kinda technically part human since he’s already done it and still doesn’t feel great about it but Nobara’s a tiny bit of a sociopath so she doesn’t care but promises if they have to do dirty shit to get their job done at least they’re in it together. They get back to Megumi and Yuji’s hand vagina mouth accidentally eats the finger so yeah he’s got more fingers now. All three kids and Panda’s Squad are recommended for a promotion and Megumi tells Nobara not to tell Yuji about Sukuna’s awakening reviving the finger holding spirits because it’ll make him feel bad and Yuji tells Sukuna not to tell Megumi about his awakening reviving the finger holding spirits because it’ll make him feel bad. So yeah that’s the end of season one, I think the Zero Movie is next? Maybe I’ll do that next week since a handful of the season ones of these anime are ending this week.  

Ranking of Kings: Is this season all going to be filler? Like it’s really weird after last week had them continue the story despite having a great ending point and then just… tread water this season with filler like it’s not even a ‘filler to get you into the plot and ease the transition of progressing the story’ filler, it’s ‘here’s a thing that happened during one of our few time gaps’ filler. I mean the two stories they tell during Bojji’s training are cute enough, Kage goes searching for a mushroom and ends up helping an old lady who gives him a pie full of the mushrooms and Bojji and kage try odd jobs only to end up running a gambling game using Bojji’s speed and feel bad about ripping off a poor girl but Despa takes her in anyway. Like those are cute stories but if this is a season that’s just gonna be little ovas of stuff that was already in the story I don’t know if I really see the point in it. I mean I’m gonna keep watching and give it a chance but it’s gonna be weird if we’re just treading water for ten episodes.

Vinland Saga: So I kinda hit the nail on the head with my predictions last week huh? Like basically my whole scenario came to pass essentially word for word. Still I’ll go through it all here, Askeladd tries to talk King Sweyn down from attacking Wales and he humors the idea in public but privately tells him that the only way he’ll stop the attack on Wales is if Askeladd kills Canute for him since Wales is shitty and all his homies hate Wales and Askeladd’s mom sucks, which is really something you want to say to somebody you’re asking a favor from. Askeladd just goes nuts at this and points his sword at the King and fucking cuts his head right off going ‘Yeah bitch I’m King Arthur, Noble Phantasm Excalibur, British and all that innit?’. Thorfinn is with Leif but ditches him to go find Askeladd again while the dude is fucking cutting his way through the Danish Royal Guard and/or family. Canute sees this for what it is, a sacrifice play to keep both Canute and Wales safe while not drawing out the conflict between Canute and the king. Thorkell tells him for once that he doesn’t need a battle boner and that since Askeladd is his problem he should act like a king and take care of it. Thorfinn busts in at the last minute before Askeladd can kill Floki (couldn’t have just let him kill Floki? I fucking hate Floki) and Canute stabs Askeladd right in the heart on his first try, not bad for Mr. Love Thy Enemy. Thorfinn is here just in time to hold Askeladd in his arms as he dies and Askeladd laughs and asks what Thorfinn will do with his life now that he no longer has him as an excuse for his vengeance and Thorfinn’s just left with the empty rage and hollow emotions of wasting over a decade only to have it end the exact same way it would’ve if he’d just stabbed Askeladd in his bed the first night. So yeah Canute takes the throne and is like ‘okay the Enlgish are prolly gonna be pissy about all that shit that went down so all further wars are suspended until we get them under control’ and they literally have to drag Thorfinn out who’s still kind of deciding whether he’s mad his father figure died or mad he didn’t get to kill himself as we pan over people that have been relevant and will be relevant to the next season as Thorfinn’s left with nothing and has to decide what his life means to him now.  

So yeah, next week I'll probably watch the Jujutsu Kaisen movie to prepare for season two and the week after that I'll be ready to start new seasons in Vinland Saga and Jujutsu Kasien with Spy X Family's season 1 finale and maybe that new Scott Pilgrim show if I can swing it, looks like we're in the second half of what I called the 'fuck it' block about four months ago, so let's see what the new stuff holds.

[misunderstood-muses]

Well Suited

KageyamaxHinata

The boys go to prom and Kageyama can't seem to think straight with how good his date looks in a suit.

Kageyama raised his eyes only a few times while he and Yamaguchi waited in Hinata’s small living room. Hinata had called out that he’d be ready in a few minutes when they had arrived. That was ten minutes ago. They had to leave in the next few minutes if they were going to pick up Yachi on time. He wasn’t sure why he was being so impatient, or why every time he thought he heard a door open his stomach did a little flip. He was pulled out of his thoughts when Hinata’s mom touched his shoulder.

 “I’m so excited for you boys,” She said as she floated around the living room, “Especially Shoyo, I can’t believe he has such a nice date.” 

Kageyama saw Yamaguchi snigger out of the corner of his eye and he felt his face start to heat up. He knew he couldn’t tell her that Hinata’s date was actually already sitting on the couch and not waiting to be picked up in the next fifteen minutes. Luckily, she didn’t wait for a reply as she left to go to Hinata’s door once more. He didn’t really know what was taking Hinata so long. It’s not like they didn’t see each other everyday anyways. He tried not to think about the fact that he had spent an extra thirty minutes trying to get a piece of his hair to stay flat. 

 “Hinata’s mom is funny isn’t she? ‘Nice date’ she said.” Yamaguchi whispered, barely containing a laugh. Kageyama was about to throw a comment back about hanging out with Tsukishima too much when his phone buzzed. He grinned widely upon opening it and turned to Yamaguchi, holding up his phone. 

“Speaking of ‘nice dates’.” He watched Yamaguchi’s face go bright red at the picture that Tsukishima had just sent him. His grin widened. 

 They both jumped when they heard a door open and shut, Kageyama’s stomach doing that flipping motion once more. A minute later a grinning Hinata walked into the room and Kageyama felt his face heating up again. The first thing he saw was the orange of his hair, which was wild and uncontained and wonderful as always, but for some reason made Kageyama’s heart beat faster. It was standing out even more than usual when contrasted with the black of his suit, paired with a black shirt and blue tie. All of this didn’t help his already rising heart rate. It made Hinata look long and lean and Kageyama had to hold himself back from reaching out to touch him. He felt that his own suit, with its traditional white button up and black coat was nothing in comparison. He apparently had been speechless and staring for too long because Hinata was starting to look unsure of himself and Yamaguchi had just elbowed him in the ribs. 

“You look great, Hinata.” Yamaguchi said.

Hinata’s smile returned, “You too.”

“You all look wonderful. I need a picture before you go.” Hinata’s mom said, ushering them in front of the door. Kageyama felt Hinata brush up against his side. Camera in hand, Hinata’s mom counted down and they were all blinded by the flash, but in that small instant Kageyama felt Hinata squeeze his hand before running up to his mother and kissing her on the cheek. He grabbed Kageyama’s hand again as he pulled them out of the house and to the car. They both sat in the back, Hinata giving directions to Yachi’s house where they were forced into more pictures and small talk before finally pulling into the school parking lot. They were only parked for a few seconds when there was a tap on Yamaguchi’s window.

“Tsukki.” Yamaguchi sputtered, quickly getting out of the car. Kageyama could hear Yamaguchi complementing Tsukishima’s outfit and filed Tsukishima’s red face and strained voice into the back of his mind for later blackmailing purposes.  

“You coming?” Hinata asked, already out of the car, face leaning in from the open door. Kageyama couldn’t help but stare, trying to decide whether it was appropriate to use Hinata’s blue tie to pull him back into the car or not. Kageyama cleared his throat before nodding and getting out. He noticed that everyone else was already on their way inside and they were the only two in the parking lot, Hinata already a few steps ahead of him. 

“Shoyo.” He finally spoke. Hinata turned around and doubled back to where he stood beside the car. 

“Yeah?”

“Um...You look really great.” 

He watched Hinata blush before his face broke out into a wide grin, “You look wonderful as well. When I saw you in my living room it was like... boom...wow.” 

Kageyama knew exactly what he was talking about. 

“Thanks, you know, for asking me.” Hinata said shyly, looking anywhere but at him. Kageyama finally let himself reach forwards, running his hands down the arms of the suit before pulling on Hinata’s elbows to pull him closer. 

“I’m really glad I did.” 

Hinata looked up at him before looking around. When they were both sure no one was left in the parking lot, Hinata pushed up on his toes and planted a quick kiss on Kageyama’s lips. Kageyama wasn’t sure if it was the night air or the magic of prom or the suit, but he couldn’t help but chase after his lips, following him down and back against the car. They stayed like that for a few more minutes before he pulled back.

“What was that for?” Hinata asked.

Kageyama shrugged, looking away, “It’s a really nice suit.” 

Hinata grinned, “Can we go inside then, because I bought it to dance in, not just to get you to kiss me, although that seems to be a perk.”

Kageyama didn’t know what Hinata dancing would be like, or what dancing at prom in general would be like, but he was surprised that he wanted to find out.  He looked at Hinata’s outstretched hand, the hand that was there to hit his tosses. The hand that was there to pull him up after a long match. The hand he’d held on the bus back from tournaments, needing someone to ground him after their win or their defeat. He didn’t even hesitate before taking it now. 

“Prom with the King. Who would’ve thought.” 

Kageyama smacked him lightly on the back of the head, “Don’t call me that, dumbass. Also, I’m not dancing.”

“You have to. Yamaguchi and I have a bet on who has the better moves, you or Tsukishima.”

Kageyama just clicked his tongue and Hinata laughed, stopping when they got to the school doors. 

“Come on, let’s go make prom night worth remembering.” Hinata said. 

Kageyama didn’t tell him that he knew that it already was.

[prcttylittlebirds]

openpassionates​:

VENUS DOESN’T ENTERTAIN the conversation about her usage of the word friend any longer. mostly because she knows that rafael won’t take the time to truly look into himself and reflect on why her reiterations would bother him so much. she’s losing her patience but she refuses to have relationship problems and heated arguments over someone who’s a fling. “you stayed because i told you that i wanted you to. otherwise, you wouldn’t have and that’s why you’re here now. keyword: usually. another keyword? right back. you didn’t do the usual by going right back.” she could hardly believe what she was hearing right now. if she wasn’t so upset, she would’ve been impressed by how rafael managed to twist everything so that the responsibility would be on her instead of acknowledging his faults. venus stacks her plates on one another despite not being finished with her food. she considers herself finished with every part of this dinner now. the appetite that she had was now lost completely. once he gets quiet, she crosses one of her arms around her and scrolls on her phone with the other. the contemplation over leaving and calling it a night is running rampant in her head. once he opens his mouth to put even more blame on her after the silence, venus automatically knows what she has to do. “apparently? you led me on, rafael. that’s it but you keep trying to flip things on me. why would you pursue someone romantically knowing that you were going to leave? it could’ve been left at the hook-up and you know that.” she doesn’t bother controlling her volume; if anyone hears them then she would just have to accept that. “you know what, this entire shit is a joke.” she shakes her head before she rises from the table and walks toward the entrance. she doesn’t think to leave any money since she already wasted her time there. she hated that she had to experience yet another person that would soon be nothing more to her but potential. venus calls herself an uber before she could even step foot onto pavement, the phone screen getting increasingly blurry due to the tears welling up in her eyes. although she has called for her rideshare, she still looks out for any taxis that could pick her up and take her back to her hotel as swiftly as possible. she never wanted to see rafael again.

rafael is still stuck on the fact that venus said that their relationship was nothing more than a mere fling. he’s getting more and more stressed by the contents of this conversation. “if i didn’t want to stay in la, i wouldn’t have. i didn’t stay just because you asked me to. i would’ve stayed longer just to be with you for as long as i could.” that statement is true. if rafael was sure about moving he would do it today. he’s been making unconventional decisions from day one. if she never approached him at the bar of his party he’s sure they wouldn’t be here, sitting across from one another arguing about those decisions. distance has never been an issue for him before, and he’s never had to factor in the mom thing either. the second thing is easier to accept. he wants to lay his head on the table and groan, but he stops himself. “venus…” he calmly starts. “i like you. i wasn’t pursuing you just to make you fall for me and then leave. i knew i had plans to leave but like everything else i was open to changing those plans.” his going back to london wasn’t a permanent thing, unbeknownst to her. he had plans to talk to her about their relationship and what they could do to make things work between them. venus coming to london for her listening party just made it impossible for him to reach a conclusion on his own within a few hours of seeing her. when she gets up to walk out, rafael copies her movements and pays for their meal before rushing out behind her, ignoring the shared confused expressions of his cousin and uncle. “venus, wait!” once he catches up to her, he steps in front of her. “venus, stop. where are you going?”

[strawberrymilkgeorge]

Part Two. Jackbox Shenanigans

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Y/n flinched awake, startled by the sounds traveling from the kitchen. Once again, the frosty air pricked her skin, trying to convince her to not move, to stay in bed under the warm blankets. Despite the feeling pulling her into her bed, she rubbed her eyes and sat up, grabbing her phone from her nightstand. Texts from Karl flooded her screen and she replied as she took her comforter off her mattress and wrapped it around herself. She pattered to the source of the noise to find her roommate was making food.

"Sorry, did I wake you?" Naomi asked, eyes wide with concern as she looked at Y/n. "I dropped a pan."

Y/n, who was observing the world through one squinted eye, shook her head and she sat at the counter in the kitchen. "No, I should be awake anyway."

"You're usually awake much earlier. Late night?"

Y/n nodded. "George streamed and we all talked for a little after."

"Oh, yeah, I watched his stream this morning..." she started, eyes focused on the food in front of her but Y/n still caught the mischievous glint in her roommate's eyes.

"Of course you did," Y/n laughed through a yawn. "That's your lover."

Naomi rolled her eyes. "Maybe if you gave me his number he would be."

"He doesn't give it to many people. I just barely got it and I've been friends with him for a year. I'm pretty sure Karl doesn't even have it."

Naomi groaned, though Y/n knew it was a joke... for the most part. She got another text from Karl, and consulted Naomi for a second opinion.

"Should I post this?" Y/n asked, lazily holding up her phone with a picture on the screen. Naomi squinted as she looked back over her shoulder. "Karl keeps yelling at me too."

"Yeah! That's a cute outfit. Make sure to credit Karl or he'll yell at you for that as well."

"No chance I'm doing that."

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Incoming FaceTime... karol <3

Y/n hit accept and held the phone up to make a face at Karl. He mimicked the position. "Hello, sir."

"Hello, ma'am."

"What are you doing?" she asked him, walking to the bathroom to brush her teeth, her comforter dragging on the floor behind her as it continued to protect her from the cold.

Karl got distracted and started messing with something out of the camera view. "Um, trying to figure out what to do for my stream tonight. What about you?"

"I'm waiting for you to give me a fit check!" Y/n yelled. Karl quickly looked at the camera and smiled. He set his phone down on his desk and ran backward so his whole body was in frame. He posed awkwardly a few different ways before running back and resuming his position.

"Yes!" Y/n hyped with a mouthful of toothpaste. "Let's go, Karl! Karl with the old man sweater!!"

He giggled. "You're the one that told me to buy it."

"Because it's sick. Doesn't mean it didn't belong to an old man before you."

Karl pouted before his face lit up. "Guess what. I met a girl."

"Oh?" Y/n cooed. "Where? Do you have pictures? Is she cute?"

"She's Jimmy's new cameraman. Camerawoman. I don't have pictures, and yes. She's very cute." His cheeks turned red and Y/n smiled, flipping off the bathroom light and heading to her closet. She threw her comforter back on the bed and tried to pick out an outfit.

"Come on, bud, elaborate. What's her name? Have you asked her out yet?"

"You don’t get to know her name, I don’t want to jinx anything. Plus, you’ll just look ‘Mr Beast crew’ and find out anyway. Also, no, I haven’t. I'm pretty sure she thinks I hate her because I have not said a single word to her. I get so nervous when she's around I freeze up and just like... act weird. And then as soon as she's gone, Chris freaking roasts me so bad."

"Aw, I can teach you how to flirt if you want!"

"Yeah, okay," he scoffed, sarcasm dripping from his words.

"What's with the attitude? I'm great at flirting."

"No, you're not. I watched Gogy's stream last night."

"What does that have anything to do with anything?"

"I heard the way you spoke to Dream."

"What?!"

"You have zero game, Y/n. Absolutely none. Zilch, if you will."

"Yeah, because I wasn't flirting with him?"

"Not successfully, at least."

"Karl, what?" Y/n laughed but she was so confused. "No part of me was trying to flirt with anyone in that stream."

"Oh, come on," Karl groaned. "Don't do this again. Don't pretend to not like a guy and then cry to me when you're wack ass attempts don't win him over."

"Karl," Y/n started, looking directly at him. "I genuinely have no idea what you're talking about. I wasn't flirting with him. I do not like him."

"I'm just saying, you talk about him a lot. Like, you always panic when he interacts with your posts because you're scared he's going to DM you right after. And you gush about him a lot."

"I do not gush. I admire the hard work he puts into his videos but I talk the same about him as I do with George and Sapnap. The only difference is I'm friends with them and not Mr. Minecraft. He's intimidating, that doesn't mean I have a crush on him."

Karl stared for a moment, trying to read Y/n's expression to detect any lies. "You'd tell me if you did, right?"

"Karl, I tell you everything. I'd tell you if I murdered your family." They both laughed. "It's impossible to hide anything from you, you're my best friend."

"Okay, sweet, but please don't murder my family, just to be clear."

"I won't. I love your mom too much."

"Well, how was meeting Dream, then? Despite apparently not being in love with him?"

"It was cool. Terrifying because it felt very forced but the four of us hung out on the call after George ended his stream and he was much more relaxed."

"That's true. Aren't we all?"

"Not you! You're the exact same person on and off camera. Just a little ball of giggles."

Karl giggled which made them both laugh more. Suddenly, as if he completely forgot until that moment, Karl sat up quickly and yelled, "What am I going to do for the stream?"

Y/n shrugged. "See if anyone wants to play Jackbox. Chat always loves those and it's relatively easy to throw together last minute. You just need to find people that are free to play."

"Genius. Who should we invite?"

"We?"

"Yeah. It was your idea, you have to play."

"But, I've never played! And I barely know all your friends so I wouldn't get half the inside jokes. I'd be a boring addition."

"Please? They're your friends too! You just talked to Sapnap and George for four hours yesterday and George was the only one playing anything. That's friendship if I've ever seen it."

"But... others.... like literally everyone besides Sap and George...."

"Things like this are how you get to know them better. Besidessss, you're never boring."

"Fine, I'll play."

"YES!" he shouted. "Okay, who should we invite?"

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Y/n huffed and scooted her chair closer to her desk. She pulled up Discord and hovered over the voice chat everyone was in. An overwhelming number of voices chaotically spoke over each other as soon as she joined.

"Oh no," she mumbled.

"AYYEE!!" a voice yelled, the green bubble lighting around Quackity's name confirming her suspicions.

"Aye," she said back less enthusiastic. "Hi everyone."

"She's here!" George cheered.

Y/n could hear Sapnap huff. "Finally. Geesh."

"This isn't even your stream, calm down." Y/n's eyes scanned the names on the left to read who else was involved in tonight's games. She had suggested a few people to Karl but wasn't sure about the final list. Besides the boys who had already greeted her were BadBoyHalo and Dream.

"Hello, Bugsy! It's nice to meet you! I'm BadBoyHalo."

Y/n smiled widely at his voice. "Hi, BadBoyHalo! Nice to meet you too."

Her eyes slowly traveled to the last name on the list, which had yet to greet her. She wasn't bitter, but she was curious why he hadn't said anything yet. The boys hyped up him talking about her so much but she had yet to feel that energy from him. She picked at the bottom of her hoodie, eyes darting between the names as they lit up when someone spoke.

"Is Dream still AFK?" Sapnap asked.

"I think so," Bad replied.

Maybe that's the only reason he hadn't said anything. Y/n felt stupid for thinking it had anything to do with her.

"He's probably coding something or something like that," George teased.

"Haha nerdy ass man," Quackity cackled.

"Language."

"Don't you also code shit, George?" Sapnap called out. "You're probably helping him test something after this, huh? As Quackity said, nerdy ass man."

"You know what, Sapnap? I'm not sure I like your attitude all that much."

Y/n smiled. Despite feeling nervous, she was already having fun just listening to everyone talk. The real nerves would kick in when they were live in front of tens of thousands of people and she would have to be funny.

A message popped up in the general chat, notifying everyone that Karl was joining the voice call soon so they shouldn't say anything bad.

"Everyone say something weird," Quackity directed.

Discord dinged and Karl's name joined the list on the side. "AAAHHHH-!" he started yelling over everyone to let them know he was here in case they were saying anything bad. With his luck, they were going to say stuff anyway to mess with him.

"So, yeah, that's how I lost my virginity," Quackity said as if he just finished a story.

"To a prostitute?" Sapnap added quickly. "Wow, I never thought you... oh Karl!"

"Language!" Bad gasped.

"What the..." Karl laughed loudly. "What did I just join?"

"Oh, sorry, sorry, sorry," Quackity apologized, which was hard to make out since he was laughing so hard, surprised at what Sapnap added to his joke.

"Bad, you can't say language about a prostitute," Sapnap defended. "That's really rude of you. Maybe it's a little unconventional but they're just tryna make some money the best way they know how."

George laughed with Quackity as Bad sputtered. "I-I said language about what Quackity said!"

"What, virginity?" Karl asked innocently and Bad yelled again.

"Bad hates people who have had sex!" Y/n called, causing Quackity to laugh loudly.

"Bad! How could you?! That's so messed up!"

"Wait, guys, is everyone here?" Karl asked.

"Dream isn't. We don't know where he went."

Karl groaned and started typing something, presumably yelling at Dream to join.

"Let's goooo! We're popping off!" Quackity started saying, stalling. "We're popping off!" George joined him, becoming absolute fools to keep the chat entertained.

"Okay, he's here!" Karl said. "Everyone's here!"

"I'm here, I'm here, sorry. I was... yeah, sorry," Dream stuttered out.

"Welcome back, Dream!" Bad chirped.

"Hello!" he replied. Unexpectedly, his next greeting was directed at Y/n. "Hi, Bug."

Y/n instantly got shy for no discernable reason. She blamed it on his voice and its ability to manipulate emotions any way he wanted. That and she was getting attention from someone first. "Hi," she squeaked back, hoping the contrast of her icy hands would cool her face enough to focus on the game.

"Bugsy, you are adorable," Bad stated simply.

"Sapnap! What did you just send me?" George asked loudly, and just like that, the attention was off of her and she could breathe again.

"What?" Sapnap feigned innocence.

This was going to be a long game.

"Let's play!" Karl decided. "Should we warm up with some Quippy?"

Y/n focused intensely on her answers, silently hoping the others would find her funny.

"Oh my gosh," she mumbled as everyone else finished writing. "Y'all, I'm about to get Quiplashed so hard. Don't make fun of me."

"I seriously doubt it," Dream said. "You can't possibly be worse than George at this game."

"Shut up, we always-  it's like 3 am my time. I can't, like, think of things 'cause my brain isn't functioning."

"Yeah, that's why," Sapnap teased.

"Surreee," Dream said.

The first round wasn't too bad. Y/n was in 5th place but she got quite a few laughs so she didn't care too much about where she stood. She got a notification from Dream on Twitter as everyone laughed at one of Quackity's answers.

Y/n looked back at her screen and saw the new prompt and answers. She read them quickly as everyone was laughing and with a few seconds left to choose, voted for the one on the left. It was funnier anyway.

She loosened up substantially after another round, and she knew it was mostly because Dream had reached out to her. Something about him comforted her and made her feel safe, which warmed her heart.

"Bugsy! What the hell, that's so messed up. You're so messed up," Quackity yelled, laughing at the answer on the screen. They were playing Survive the Internet and her comment got taken way out of context, just as the game intended.

"Oh my gosh!" Karl cackled loudly. "Bugsy, I didn't know you felt that way. Oh my gosh? They're just kids?? Bugsy out the gang?"

Y/n hid her face in her hands and laughed. "Noooo!! Wait I never knew- I didn't know I was ever in the gang?"

"She really said, 'infant children? slaughter them all'," Sapnap joked.

"You know, I think you'd get along really well with Technoblade," Dream added. "Though his specialty is orphans, as it appears."

"No, no, no, whoever wrote that heading is SO messed up!" Y/n defended, rereading the heading that made her comment look bad. She knew it was a game but all the attention on her was making her embarrassed. "Who would think to put that?"

"Everyone cancel Busgy!" Karl yelled.

"Karl, no! You're supposed to be my best friend!"

"I don't know how I feel about my best friend killing children..."

"Karl!!"

"Nooo," Bad protested softly. "I like Bugsy. Don't cancel her."

"Everyone vote!"

The article with Y/n's name turned out to be Dream's. "Dream! What the hell is wrong with you?" she yelled, causing him to wheeze loudly.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I wanted point."

The whole night ended up being like that. Y/n had a lot of fun and by the end, she felt a lot more comfortable with all of them. Quackity, Karl, and Sapnap were loud and very high energy while George and Bad were quieter. Dream was half and half, sometimes matching Quackity's volume and sometimes going a while without saying a word. Overall, Y/n had a lot of fun and hoped to let back in the gang in the future.

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A/N: WOOO PART TWOOO!! Hope you guys enjoyed this part! Also thank you so much for all the love on the first part!! I did not expect it to get as much attention as it did!!!!!

we clearly haven’t got to dream and yn being close yet bc they literally met the day before this but i added a small little dream/yn moment :] pls let me know how you liked this part!!!!!!!!!!!! 

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[falcqns]

Hi i was wondering if you do like a Chris Evans x reader like chris decided to pull a prank on the reader like hes being mean to her for a whole day like he got the reader her favorite food and when the reader ask why chris didnt get any chris just said hes not hungry and the reader is abt to eat when chris steal her food and said hes hungry and the reader was like “can i get one bite? I didnt eat anything today🥺” and chris said no and the reader was like please and chris still said no and the reader just get an apple and sit there and chris continue to be mean to the reader and the reader cried or something and chris apologizes and said it was a prank. Thank you if you end up doing my request 😩❤️

meanie

pairing: chris evans x wife!reader

warnings: angst!! fluff, mentions of divorce

a/n: hope you enjoy!!

you had no idea what you had done.

your husband had seemed happy last night, but when he woke up, he seemed to be a completely different person.

he had barely said two words to you the entire day, and when he did talk to you, he was short and snappy. he didn’t smile at you, he didn’t give any affection. no kisses, no hugs, nothing.

you’d thought originally that he was just having an off day. and while it doesn’t excuse his behaviour, it would explain it. but, Scott called him just after lunch, and he seemed to be his normal happy self.

you had selfishly thought he was back to normal, but then he muted himself and snapped at you when you asked if he wanted to come on Dodgers walk with you.

when you got home from the walk with Dodger, he was gone. he didn’t even leave a note, he just left.

you knew he wouldn’t do that for no reason, you had abandonment issues from a previous relationship so he knew better than to do something like that. you’d tried calling and texting him, but he didn’t answer. you tried to track his phone, but he turned off the location. he didn’t even leave a note.

you’d just got off the phone with Lisa, who had no idea where her son was either, when Chris walked through the door with your favourite food.

you smiled, thinking everything was fine now, and went to eat your first meal of the day.

he gave you the food, and when you asked if he wanted any, he said no, and walked away, but just as you went to open the bag, he walked back into the kitchen and took his, saying that he changed his mind.

he walked into the living room with it, leaving you standing in the kitchen with tears welling up in your eyes. you willed them away, and once they were gone, went to ask Chris if you could have some.

he said no. you were even more confused. why was he being so mean? you asked again, and explained that you hadn’t eaten anything all day, and he said that that was your fault, and he was hungry.

you sighed, and walked to the kitchen. you grabbed an apple, washed it, and headed to the bedroom. you’d barely made it through the doors, when your tears came back full force, and you sunk to the ground with your apple in one hand.

you sat there, eating your apple, and crying. once the apple was gone, you’d realized that you shouldn’t put up with his bitchy attitude. he was being so nice to everyone, except you, and you had no idea why. if you had done something, why didn’t he just tell you?

you disposed of the apple core, and grabbed your gym duffel out of the closet. you threw your toiletries, electronics, and a few sets of outfits inside before zipping it up.

you slung it over your shoulder, and headed down the hallway.

as soon as you passed the living room, Chris spoke up.

“where are you going?” he asked, and you turned to face him.

“away. i don’t know for how long, but yeah.”

his brow furrowed. “why?”

you scoffed. “why? you’re really asking me why?” you asked, and Chris nodded, still confused. “you’ve been mean to me all day! what have i done to you? you’ve been short and snappy with me, but have been nice to Scott and your mom. you brought home my favourite food, and then ate it in front of me when i haven’t eaten anything because i’ve been wondering what the hell i did wrong to make you so pissed off! so i’m leaving! i’m done with it! i’m not having a repeat of my last relationship!” you exclaimed, and walked out of the house, your husband trialing behind you.

“baby, it was a prank,” he explained, a smile on his face. you flipped around to face him.

“A PRANK?! THATS YOUR IDEA OF A PRANK?! MAKE YOUR WIFE WORRIED SICK ABOUT WHAT SHE DID WRONG?! BE MEAN TO YOUR WIFE, REFUSE TO LET HER EAT, AND REDUCE HER TO TEARS ALL FOR A PRANK?!” Chris’s face paled. “WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!” you screamed, and slapping him across the face.

you threw your bag in the car and walked around to the other side. you got in and turned it on. Chris grabbed the door handle.

“baby, c’mon. i’m sorry. it was a bad prank, and i shouldn’t have done it. just don’t do this. don’t leave. i need you.” he begged, tears rimming his blue eyes. at least he knows what he did was wrong, you thought.

“Chris. let go of my door. i’m leaving and that’s that. now maybe you’ll know how i felt for 6 hours today when you were gone.” you said and pulled out of the driveway, forcing Chris to let go of the handle.

you pulled onto the street, and glanced back at Chris, who was watching in disbelief as his wife drove away.

you pulled into your favourite restaurant, and ordered the food that was so harshly ripped from you earlier, before parking in a school parking lot to eat. you looked back at your bag, and thought about your options.

you knew you weren’t overreacting, but you couldn’t live without Chris. you were putting your debit card back into your wallet, when you saw one of Chris’s credit cards.

he told you that you needed it, in case you got stranded somewhere, and needed money. he made more money than you did, so it made sense for you to have it. you’d never used it, but there was a good $2000-$3000 on it, and it was only 3pm on a Saturday, so all the malls were still open.

you sighed, and pulled into the lane that would lead to the nearest mall.

by the time you made it home, it was 9 pm. you walked in the house with the bag you packed, as well as numerous shopping bags. Chris wasn’t on the ground floor of your shared home, and you could hear him talking to his mom in your bedroom, so you made a beeline to the guest room.

you stayed in there the remainder of the night, not answering the door when Chris realized you were home and had barricaded yourself inside the room.

you heard him take Dodger out for another walk, and you decided you shouldn’t have to sleep on the guest room bed, and decided to switch rooms.

you locked yourself in your room, but left your bags in the guest room. you got ready for bed, and had just shut the light off when he knocked on the door, begging you to let him in, which you didn’t.

after about 10 minutes, he gave up on getting you to talk to him, and resigned to sleeping in the guest room for the night.

when you woke up the next morning, you were on a mission.

the shopping had really cleared your head yesterday, and you knew just what you had to do.

you marched down the stairs to where Chris was making you breakfast, and cleared your throat.

he turned around and was about to walk to you when you held out a hand to stop him before you spoke.

“i want a divorce.” you said simply, and watched as all the colour drained from Chris’s face.

“w-what?” he stuttered, and you repeated your sentence.

“i said i want a divorce.”

Chris dropped the spatula as tears rimmed his eyes.

“please don’t do this. i’m sorry for what i did. i shouldn’t have pranked you like that. i thought you’d figure it out, or you’d find it funny after. i-i wasn’t thinking. i’m sorry. please don’t leave me. i cant live without you.” He begged, his tears spilling over.

you shook your head. “there’s nothing that you can say that will stop this from happening. you crossed a line. i’ve put up with a lot of your pranks, but i won’t put up with this one. it was wrong, and it shouldn’t have happened. i don’t want to be with someone who thinks it’s okay to treat me like that.” you stated. you pulled your wallet out of your pocket, and grabbed his card out. “here’s your credit card. we’re done.” you said, and walked away, leaving Chris dumbfounded in the kitchen.

Chris hadn’t moved from the spot you left him in.

you wanted a divorce?

he thought you’d never say something like that, but then again, he crossed a major line yesterday. he thought you’d find it funny, but apparently you didn’t.

he eventually sunk to the floor, and remained there, until you entered the kitchen again. he looked up to you, trying to convey all the pain and misery he was feeling at the idea of you leaving him, and was shocked to see a smile on your face.

you crouched to his level, and giggled.

“now you know what it’s like to be pranked like that.” you said simply.

it took Chris a second to realize what that meant, but when he did, he threw himself into your arms, and sobbed in relief.

[mythiccheroacademia]

—“get your son/daughter” 

𝕙𝕠𝕥 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕥𝕤: 𝕚𝕟 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕙 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕕 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕒 𝕓𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕕 𝕡𝕥. 𝟚 | 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖’𝕤 𝕡𝕥.𝟙 𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤: 𝕔𝕦𝕣𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕒𝕤𝕤 𝕨𝕙𝕠𝕠𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕓𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕜-𝕗𝕖𝕞!𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣

Midoriya Izuku:

despite having two of the sweetest parents on earth, your son had a mouth on him

you didn’t know if it was bc he hung around his sailor mouth pomeranian looking uncle a lot or if it was the three inch growth spurt that got him feeling all big and bad

but you and your husband caught him illegally using his quirk outside of school and freaked

and apparently, your kid had gotten comfortable enough to say, “you guys are being so stupid about this”

that was how izuku ended up holding you back as you tried to look over his shoulders and let your son know what was on your mind 

“YOUR SON JUST CALLED ME STUPID AND YOU’RE JUST GONNA LET HIM GET AWAY WITH THAT!?”

“no of course not, honey! i just think you should calm down a little—”

“SO YOU SIDING WITH THE ENEMY??!!”

there was no use getting to you and so izuku pleaded, “S/N, apologize to your mother! now! please!!”

fed up, the boy goes, “urgh!! you guys don’t get it! how am i supposed to learn about being hero when all dad does is go on and on about all might? all might wasnt even that cool!”

izuku dramatically gasped and whipped his head around to stare at his son with shock

you even paused to let out a small gasp of your own

it was silent for a hot minute

then the young boy realized his mistake when his usually kind father narrowed his eyes in betrayl

“w-wait, i didnt mean that—“

midoriya released you and simply stepped to the side 

your son started shivering when he watched an evil smirk grow on your face 

“dad hold on—!”

“I’m going to go watch videos of my favorite uncool super hero” izuku huffed before leaving the room 

you slowly stalked towards your son

“so what was that you said about me being stupid?”

it was at that point that he knew he shouldve kept his big mouth shut

Kirishima Eijirou:

in kirishima’s eyes, his daughter could do no wrong 

ofc she had her moments, but overall, she was a bright, sunny, and happy kid that was too good and pure for this world

that’s why he always tried to ease down any punishments you gave her

but when she acted like this, kirishima knew it was either let you do what you needed to do, or stand in your way and get taken down with her 

bc even a 6′0+ man with 200lb+ of muscle like him could whither away from your glare

you didn’t get angry often, but when you did, shit was terrifying asf

so when you asked your daughter to hand over your phone and she smacked her teeth and threw it on the counter...

it was game over 

everyone in the room silently watched the phone clank around until it stopped

the room went quiet save for the ticking clock

your daughter’s eyes widened as she realized her mistake 

your head turned to your husband and kirishima felt sweat start to pool at his temple

you stared at him for a minute before calmly speaking 

“you have three seconds to get your daughter before i do bc i swear i will—”

that was all, eijirou needed to hear

“D/N, go to your room. you’re grounded for two weeks”

“yes, sir. also i’m sorry mom!” she quickly yelped before running upstairs

once she was gone, you let out a frustrated breath as he went up to you, attempting to quell your anger

you turned around to continue flipping through the TV and smacked your teeth before throwing the remote on the couch, too upset to find your fav channel

“I dont know where the hell she gets that attitude from, my goodness” you ranted

kirishima looked away in hoplessness as he rubbed your shoulders 

“yeah, no idea...” he chuckled

Sero Hanta: 

this was 100% inspired by that kevin hart tiktok audio

sero came home from a long day of hero work 

he was mainly on patrol but they had him swinging around every which way to cover an absent hero

he was annoyed and his elbows were sore 

all he wanted to do was stuff his face w some food, kiss his children goodnight, and curl up next to you until he was in dreamland

but you had different plans

the poor man didn’t even get a chance to take off his shoes before you bascially materialized in front of him looking like a bull ready to storm right through him

“hanta. i’ve had it up to HERE with that little boy! you better get em’!”

sero looks like a deer in head lights

“huh?”

“you just gonna him get away with talking to us like that?!”

“talk to us like what? nobody talked to me like anything!”

“all i know is, you better go in there and teach that boy a lesson!”

sero is literally on the verge of tears

“babe, what’s going on—”

before he could say anything more, you shoved the famous “beat-that-ass” slipper in his hand and left him fuming over whatever it was that made you angry 

hanta is speechless and can do nothing but stare after you until his oldest daughter walks by

she munches on a tangerine slice in her hand and gives him an empathetic pat on the shoulder before disappearing into the hallway 

he sighs 

he couldn’t get one day of peace huh?

sero catiously opens the door to his son’s room who is unsuspectingly playing his video game

the boy raises a brow. “oh hey papa. whats up?”

sero prays he forgives him

“listen son. i dont know why, but your mama told me i gotta beat your ass so imma do it before i get my ass beat”

minutes later your son comes ito you crying and rubbing his behind to apologize to you for slamming the door in your face and telling you to shut up 

sero can’t say he didn’t deserve it, but that was the most guilty ass whopping he ever gave

~~~

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[yurtletheturtlehenderson]

COSMIC - S1:E4; Chapter Four, The Body- [Pt. 1]

A Will Byers x Male!Reader Series

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘺 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘌𝘭𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘠/𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘥𝘥 𝘴𝘺𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘧.

|| 𝟑𝐫𝐝 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐏𝐎𝐕 ||

Mike flips through the drawings Will had given him what seems like ages ago. He found himself unable to tear himself away from one of Will's favorites. It was the party. But they were their dungeons and dragons selves. Will the Wise stood proudly amongst his fellow party members. Together they stood triumphantly.

Mike was pulled from his thoughts at the sound of the feedback from the supercomm.

"Can you please stop that?" He asked exasperatedly at El, who sat in her fort fiddling with the device.

El looks to him, before returning to the com, the crackling of the feedback whining throughout the room.

"Are you deaf?" Mike snapped.

El was determined to keep tinkering away.

"I thought we were friends, you know? But friends tell each other the truth. And they definitely don't lie to each other. You made me think Will was okay, that he was still out there, but he wasn't. He wasn't! Maybe you thought you were helping, but you weren't. You hurt me. Do you understand? What you did sucks. Lucas was right about you. All along."

El's eyes bore into Mike's as he yelled at her. However, she sat there, unfazed before turning back to the com. With the final crackle, the distinctive voice of Will Byers rang over the comm and across the room. He was singing.

"So come on and let me know, Should I stay or should I go?"

Mike slowly looked up from the picture and towards El, goosebumps littering his skin. She was looking to him expectantly, blood dripping from her nose.

"Should I stay or should I go now? Should I stay or should I go now?"

Mike jumped off the couch and ran to El, who slowly handed him the walkie. Mike stared at it in disbelief as he listened to the unmistakable voice of his best friend.

"If I go there will be trouble. If I stay it will be double."

Mike gladly took the comm. His finger pressed firmly on the speaker button he practically yelled into the speaker. "Will, is that you? It's Mike! Do you copy? Over."

El stares at the boy, wishing she could help him more. Alas, she knew Will would be unable to hear him. The room was met with the dreaded static of the other line as Mike waited for a response that would never come.

He tried again.

"Will, are you there? Will!"

Mike saw the look on El's face, knowing she had done her best. He dropped his hand to his side.

"Was that...? Was it...?"

El gave Mike a bittersweet smile.

"Will."

There was a soft knock at the door.

"Michael? Hi, honey. How are you feeling?"

Karen poked her head into her son's room.

Mike stuttered as he lay under the blankets, and she crosses the room to sit at his bedside.

"I, uh... I don't think I can go to school today."

"Oh, that's fine, sweetie. I need to drop off Nance, then I'm gonna check in on Barb's parents. Why don't you grab a book or something and come with me? We can stop by the video store on the way back, pick out whatever you want. Even R-rated."

Karen offered, a small smile on her face.

"I think I just want to stay home today. I mean, if that's okay?" He asked, tentatively.

"Well, are you sure you're gonna be all right here by yourself?"

"I think so."

"Okay." She sighed, patting her son on the arm comfortingly."If you need anything, call Dad at work."

Mike softly nodded his head.

"Okay."

"Okay."

Karen leaned forward and kissed her son on the forehead before stepping out.

"Bye." Mike softly called after his mom.

She turned to him as she closed the door, a smile on her face.

"Bye, sweetie."

As soon as his mother closed the door, Mike jumped up from under the covers, fully clothed. He reached for the supercomm on his bedside table and extended the antenna.

"Lucas, do you copy? Lucas, come on, I know you're there! This is urgent. I'm serious."

Mike stood up from his bed, continuing into the walkie. "I'm not gonna stop until you answer. Lucas. Lucas!" He took a deep breath. "Lucas, Lucas, Lucas, Lucas, Lucas... Lucas, Lucas, Lucas, Lucas, Lucas, Lucas, Lucas--"

"Go away, Mike." Lucas had sat up in bed, frustrated as he extended the antenna.

"I'm not in the mood, all right? Over and out."

Before Lucas could close the supercomm antenna, Mike's voice had stopped him.

"No, not 'out.' I'm not messing around, okay? This is about Will. Over."

Lucas paused, not letting himself get his hopes up.

"What about Will? You mean about his funeral? Over."

"No, not his funeral. Screw his funeral!" Mike spits.

"What?"

"Just get over here stat. And bring Dustin and Y/n. Over and out."

|| 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕 ||

I blink away the tears as I stare at the same wall my eyes haven't left since I woke up. Lucas saw me and Dustin off and made sure we got home. My whole body has been numb since last night. The image of Will laying lifeless on the gurney hasn't left my mind.

I never would have believed it but, I wanted more than anything to be at school rather than staying home today. Mom thinks it was the stress and trauma that made me sick today, but whatever it really is, she insisted I stay home.

I locked myself in my room as soon as I got home, Dustin had filled Mom in on what happened. She had woken me up this morning, apologizing and asking if there was anything she could do to help. But she couldn't do anything. Nobody could. Will, my best friend, is gone.

Apparently, I was burning up because Mom began freaking out when she felt my forehead. I didn't feel any different apart from grief and heartbreak.

"Alright, Pumpkin, I called the school and they know you're staying home. I wish I could stay with you but I can't miss another work day. I'll be back at the regular time, and you know what number to call if you need anything, right?"

I felt her hand rub my shoulder as I never broke eye contact with the wall. Tears were falling freely down my face, through my scalp and into my ears ears pillow. My left arm had become numb from laying on my left side.

"Mm." I couldn't even bring myself to speak.

"Bye, sweetie."

I heard her footsteps recede followed by the closing of my bedroom door.

I closed my eyes, trying to sleep. But every time my eyes closed I saw it all over again. Will being pulled from the water. I tried to push through it. But my mind began creating scenarios of how he fell in. Countless images of him stumbling over the cliff. Or even the horrific thought of his already lifeless body being tossed into the water by a faceless figure that I only assumed to be his murderer.

Countless, horrendous scenarios playing like a slideshow in my head and the second wave of pain washed over me as it felt as if someone reached into my chest and squeezed my heart into dust, while another hand punched my gut.

I rolled over on my back, I felt the anguish surging through my veins and all the way to my fingertips as a wave of anger erupted from deep within. I heard items fall to the floor somewhere around my room and I figured that in my fit I had slammed my fists too hard against my bed, shaking the room somehow.

I quickly dismissed the odd thought and the second wave of hot tears streamed down my cheeks.

My palms began to sweat as I felt my body temperature rise out of what I could only assume was anger. That must be where my fever had come from but I still didn't understand how that all happened.

I was angry my best friend was taken away from me. I loved him, and he was the closest friend I have ever had. And now he's gone. I still refused to believe it yet my mind was cruel enough to replay the worst moment of my life everytime I close my eyes.

Sniffling, I wiped my eyes and sat up. I couldn't stand being alone with anything else to think about and I looked around my room for anything to take my mind off everything that's been happening.

My eyes scanned the room and then they fell on the all too familiar mix tape Will had lent to me just months ago. A bittersweet smile had made its way onto my face and I got out of bed. I put the tape in the boombox and pressed play.

"Should I stay or should I go?"

I sat listening to Will's favorite song and I felt a different wave of emotion wash over me for once.

I think it was a stubborn hope.

[ordinaryschmuck]

Drabble suggestion: amity goes to luz’s house in the human world and Luz shows her her room and amity sees luz’s stuff animals that were on her bed in yl and Luz explains their names and stuff to them and like tells her about them

Memories and Plushies

Luz frantically zoomed around her room with a vacuum, sucking up every little bit of crump she could find.

"I'll admit, I didn't expect you to be so tidy," Vee said from the top bunk, watching her sister work, "Not after seeing the mess here you left for me to take care of."

"I'm normally not," Luz confessed, "But that's because I've never had a girlfriend coming over before. Amity already saw the mess in my room at the Owl House. Can't let her think I'm that much of a slob here."

"I feel like it might be worse that you're more of a slob in a stranger's house than you are in your own home."

Luz opened her mouth to retaliate, but the sound of the doorbell ringing cut her off.

"Oh, my gosh, that's her!" she ran to the mirror, doing some checkups. "How do I look?!"

"Like you always do," Vee rolled her eyes, "You should probably go open the door instead of leaving her waiting like this."

"You're...RIGHT! What am I thinking?!" Luz then bolted out of her room, zoomed down the stairs, and came to a screeching halt at the front door.

"Ok, don't freak out," she whispered to herself. Opening the door, Luz smiled brightly at Amity, who looked nervous as she smiled back.

"Hey, Luz," the witch waved.

"Hi, Amity!" Luz stepped aside and let her girlfriend in, "Welcome to my humble abode. Hope you're not disappointed."

"Well, I've been inside for ten seconds, and I already see a picture of you as a baby. So I say that I'm satisfied."

Luz curiously looked to where Amity was pointing and felt her blood run cold at the picture of a three-year-old Luz having a bubble bath. Instantly, she ran over and flipped it around.

"Ha! That's, uh...that's not for your eyes. Now, um, how about we head up to my room?"

Amity's signature flush grew upon her face.

"You're room? Now? Just the two of us?"

"Actually, Vee's there too. According to my mom, while she trusts me to not do something PG-13, she'd still feel better to have someone keeping an eye on us while she's at work. Vee'll do because it turns out she's older than me by, like, a month."

"Oh, good," Amity breathed a sigh of relief, "Because, um...that seems like too much for me."

"I don't know why," Luz took Amity's hand and led her upstairs. "I mean, you've been in my room a bunch of times at the Owl House."

"I know. But something about being in you're real bedroom, the room you basically grew up in, it...it seems different, I guess."

"Well, I hope it's easy to get through. Because..." Luz presented her bedroom, "Here it is!"

"Oh, wow. It is actually...just about as I would expect it to be," Amity said with a grin.

"Really?"

"Right down to the cute pile of stuffed animals. Although, I would not have predicted the bunk bed. Or the basilisk laying on the top bunk, for that matter."

"Hi," Vee waved in her basilisk form. "Sorry for the appearance. I just thought that this would look less weird than a copy of your girlfriend."

"It does, actually," Amity admitted as she strolled inside, looking at her surroundings.

"You're not disappointed, are you?" Luz asked with a twiddle of her thumbs. Amity chuckled at the apparent nervousness.

"Far from it," she sat down at the bed, waiting as Luz soon followed. "So...what do we do now?"

"Mom said no making out," Vee warned, to which Luz punched the top bunk in response.

"We can do whatever we want," Luz smiled at her girlfriend, "Aside from making out. Mom was very clear about that."

"I bet," Amity picked up a stuffed rabbit with a scarf. "This guy's cute. Does he have a name?"

"Uh, yeah, he has a name," Luz said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "They all do. Wanna hear them?"

"Sure."

"Well, this little guy is Flopsy," Luz took the rabbit, "Because what else are you going to call a rabbit."

She then picked up the stuffed cow with a missing button eye.

"This is Killer. She got that name because her one eye makes her look cool."

"Why does she only have one eye?" Amity asked.

"It was always missing since my dad bought it for me at a garage sale. In fact, all of these came from him in one way or another."

Luz picked up an orange ghost-looking plush with a blue nose and then a plush jack o'lantern.

"Both of these came from two different fairs," she explained, holding up the ghost first. "Dad won me Danella from the Fourth of July fair when I was eight and bought be Jacko here when I was five, and he took me to a Halloween festival."

Luz then set them aside and picked up the stuffed turtle and snake.

"And when I wanted pets, but Mom didn't think I was ready, Dad bought be Terrance and Ophelia for my sixth birthday party. But it's Jorge that I really appreciate."

Luz picked up the big, white plushy with a greenish-blue face.

"It was the last gift he gave me before leaving. It wasn't for a birthday or even Christmas. He just said that he saw it, thought of me, and bought it because of that."

Amity took notice of the sad look on Luz's face and frowned.

"I don't think I have ever heard you talk about your dad before," the witch said, grabbing her human's hand into her own. Luz smiled at the contact, but it was noticeably lacking in its usual optimism.

"I, um...I don't like to think about it much. The fun times we had are always nice to think about, but it's not too long until they make me feel...I don't know what they make me feel, but I definitely don't like it."

"He sounds like a great man, though."

"He really was...But, sometimes, when I sleep at night with all of these stuffed animals he bought me...I guess...I guess it makes me feel like he's still here."

Luz went to wipe a tear, feeling Amity use a thumb to brush a comforting pattern over her knuckles. It was a peaceful moment between them...ruined by Vee sticking out from the top bunk.

"So that's why Mom looked so flabbergasted at me suggesting I should sell them," she said with a face full of regret, shocking Luz to her core.

"You were going to sell my BABIES!?"

"I didn't know they meant so much to you! Which is why when Camila looked at me that way, I just told her I was joking and put them in the closet. It still got me a weird look, but--"

"YOU PUT MY BABIES IN THE COLD DARK CLOSET!?"

"I'm sorry, ok! What can I do to make it up to you?"

Luz opened her mouth to protest further, but an idea popped into her head.

An idea that made a faint blush glow on her cheeks.

"You could...give Amity and me five minutes together," she suggested, "Alone. Without telling Mom."

Amity blushed as well, looking between both sisters with bated breath.

"..." Vee sighed, climbing down to the floor. "Fine. But only five minutes."

"Deal!" Luz and Amity exclaimed in unison, making both of their blushes grow darker. Vee only rolled her eyes and slithered out the room, shutting the door behind her.

Briefly, Luz and Amity just sat in silence, fiddling with their own fingers and looking anywhere but each other. When they eventually made eye contact, they both grinned excitedly at one another.

Amity was the first to lean in.

"Wait!" Luz protested. As quickly as she could, she then rotated her stuffed animals so that they would all look away from them. "Ok, now we can go."

Amity chuckled at her girlfriend's behavior, leaning in again to make the most of their five minutes.