#anyway i'm gonna go try to crash for a couple hours

[strangefable]

i've made a terrible mistake. it's 4am and i just pulled myself away from cult of the lamb. that game is dangerously addictive

[decaffeinatedgalaxyprince]

oh speaking of road trip omo, i did get a chance to try some recently

i went with a couple fwb to see the eclipse, so we were driving for hours. and i drink a lot anyway but i got myself a huge soda and refilled my huge water bottle and basically finished it, and got made fun of for being so desperate in the backseat and squirming and whining about how i had to pee. like i'm talking a quart of water and just as much other drinks. and i could feel it, like i was rock hard swollen with pee after so many hours.

and i had to stay in the car while the other two peed at a gas station as punishment for something earlier, and i was whining and so desperate i could barely think. i had to text them from the car that i was frantic and couldn't hold it much longer 🥺 and they still made me hold it another ten minutes to get to a restaurant.

the seat belt was so tight and i had to ask to unbutton my pants because i was so swollen and all i could do was hold myself and whine. they were gonna make me sit and drink two waters before i was allowed to pee in the restaurant but i had to go so bad that i told them i wasn't gonna make it, i was barely gonna make it to the restaurant and if i wasn't allowed to pee i'd probably let go in the parking lot and take another punishment instead, i was so full and frantic. so they dropped me off in front of the door to go use the restroom while they parked and got the table. 💖

i could barely walk like i was hobbling trying not to put any pressure on my bladder, just standing up and getting out was so hard i wanted to squat down and piss but i was right in front of the entrance. and then when i walked in i couldn't see the bathroom right away, so i stood in line waiting for the host to see if i could ask them, because i couldn't think, just look around for something that might be the way to a bathroom. it was probably only like a minute because my fwb didn't come in after me right away, but it felt like 10 minutes. i couldn't pee dance or grab myself or anything, i was in public and so desperate but there was no way i could show it, other than hunching over a little.

and the bathroom was on the other side of the dining area when i did spot it, so i had to walk across the whole thing without crossing my legs or squirming, just slowly squeezing everything to keep going and keep it in, try to look at normal and unbothered as possible while this ocean of piss was crashing inside me. and i was wearing shorts that would definitely show it if i leaked. had to move so slowly and deliberately to not put any pressure on my poor bursting aching overfull bladder...

but i made it! fuck that was the longest walk across a room of my life. and the bathroom was open and empty other than me. i tried counting how many seconds i peed and i got to 110, but i don't know how accurate that is. it sure feels like it was accurate, i felt like i peed almost 2 minutes. i didn't even really start to feel the relief until like 30 seconds in. and it just kept fucking going. literally felt like i had cum afterwards, just how relieving it was.

[peachhcs]

for the celly prompt 12 is so samy and will now that the season is over and it’s getting closer to the semester ending i think that sam would drag will into the kitchen and they would just dance and soak up life with eachother

dancing like nobody's watching

hughes!sister x will smith au (samy + will blurb)

finals always makes everyone stressed, so samy drags some of her friends to the lake house for a weekend getaway.

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there were perks about having older brothers who owned their own lake house that loved their little sister so much that they let her crash in it for the weekend. classes were winding down, but that meant finals were quickly approaching. what better way to take some time off studying other than driving an hour north for the weekend? 

when samy went to jack with the proposal he told her two things: “no parties and no having sex with your boyfriend anywhere but your room.” once they agreed on those two things, he placed the keys to the house in her hand with a smile. he enjoyed seeing his little sister do things he wished he could’ve done when he was her age, so agreeing to let her stay in the lake house for the weekend wasn��t a hard decision. 

“i can’t believe we’re already done with freshman year,” hannah commented as she helped samy unpack some food in the kitchen. the boys already rushed towards the dock, wanting to get the first dip in. 

“me neither. feels like yesterday we just started. i’m excited for summer though, i think it’s gonna be a good ome,” the brunette smiled when she saw will, moldy, and luca running back towards the house, soaking wet from the lake. 

the door burst open and will went straight for samy. he trapped her in his arms, shaking his wet hair out on her like a dog. “will!” samy exclaimed, trying to escape his grasp. 

nick and luca did the same to hannah leaving both girls struggling to run away from the boys. “you love me anyway,” will hummed with a kiss against samy’s temple. 

“maybe not anymore. go shower off or something, you smell like the lake,” the girl ducked out of his arms earning a playful eye roll from the blonde. 

“come with me?” will dared to say in front of everyone else. luca and nick whistled while samy’s own face flushed. 

“been here for twenty minutes and the couple’s already going at each other,” nick teased, roughing up will’s shoulder. he had a mix of pride and embarrassment washed into his features. 

“you’re so annoying. go get clean. all of you,” the brunette eyed all three boys, her harsher tone finally settling them down. nick saluted. 

“yes, ma’am.” 

the three of them disappeared into different bathrooms. samy rolled her eyes, spinning back to hannah who was a fit of giggles. “god, i can’t wait for summer when everyone’s here,” the girl hummed. 

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later that night, will helped samy in the kitchen making dinner. soft hums of the speaker drifted through the room along with luca, nick, and hannah trying to play a game of uno in the other room. the couple worked in comfortable silence beside one another—will cutting up the vegetables that samy added to the soup she was trying to make. 

he’d steal glances at her every so often when she wasn’t looking just to look at her. her curls fell down her back, frizzing at the ends from the spring heat. one of his boston college t-shirts hung loosely at her hips, probably one she stole from him when she visited last. somehow, he lost more shirts every time she came to visit, so he knew she most likely had a collection of them back in her dorm. 

“you should’ve come to boston with how many shirts of mine you have,” will teased a bit, poking her side. 

“don’t worry, i have about twenty more back at umich,” the girl giggled. she dumped the last of the cut up veggies into the pot and placed the lid on so the soup could cook for a bit. will watched as she rinsed the dishes off before plopping them into the dishwasher. his eyes never left her figure, so when samy found his gaze again, she was surprised when he was already looking at her. 

“what? do i look bad or something?” samy raised her eyebrow. 

the blonde quickly shook his head, moving to snake his hands around samy’s waist, “no, not at all. just admiring you.” 

his words earned a blush across samy’s cheeks as she pressed her cheek into his chest. they stood like that for a second until the song changed and sounds of the backseat lovers’ voices drifted through the speakers singing kirby girl. samy’s eyes lit up hearing her favorite summer song playing. 

“i overhead that she was 19. got a fake a id and a nose ring. those kind of girls tend to know things better than i do,” samy and will quickly sung along. 

as the beat picked up, will spun samy around before pulling her back into his chest. they swayed to the song, singing along to the lyrics together with big smiles on their faces. hearing these songs along with the warmer days meant summer was so soon and so was being able to spend an entire three months together. freshman year was fun, but the two couldn’t wait until they weren’t separated by states and nightly facetime calls turned into falling asleep in each other’s arms. 

the next song was another one of samy’s favorites that she played nonstop during the summer. declan mckenna always knew how to make the best summer songs. the guitar riff got the two excited as samy spun will around the kitchen. 

“i heard you sold the amazon to show the country that you’re from,” the brunette began. 

her and will started jumping when the chorus started. their commotion caused the other three to go investigate and samy quickly urged them to join. soon all five of them were jumping around the kitchen—the idea of finals and the end of the school year far from their minds while screaming declan’s song at the top of their lungs because that was the only thing that mattered in the moment. 

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Dandelions | CanonAU One-Shot

☾ Pairings ➼ Levi Ackerman x gn!Reader

☾ Content/Warnings ➼ friends to lovers, first date, love confessions, just pure unadulterated FLUFF

☾ A/N ➼ I'm gonna have to start a separate thing for my song fics I s2g. The amount of songs I have written down to write fics about is insane. Anyways, this is actually a little fic I wrote for @humanitys-strongest-bamf because she said she really wanted a flower date written for her. I kinda took that idea as well as the inspiration from Ruth B's song Dandelions (attached below) AND I forgot Kat had also sent me a prompt request awhile back so this also fulfills that lmao. I hope y'all enjoy!! I've listened to this song for days on repeat so I hope I have captured it well.

☾ Word Count ➼ ~2k

It had only taken a couple months for the pure titans to be disposed of, thanks to the efforts of the scouts. This eradication is the reason why you find yourself sneaking off for another lone ride before dusk falls. The hard part wasn’t getting your horse or permission to go outside the walls, it was trying to get out without too many questions from your fellow cadets. You didn’t know how to tell them this was your way of escaping from them and everything else that came crashing since the battle of Shiganshina.

“Oi oi oi! Where do you think you’re going?” A deep voice rings out behind you as you’re saddling up. You feel your heart jump with your body. You take a deep breath to steady yourself before turning around to face a stern Captain Levi.

“Just a little ride before dinner tonight, Levi. I already got the okay.” He eyes you wearily.

“By yourself?” He crosses his arms.

“Yes, by myself. It’s not like we have any threats out there anymore.” You roll your eyes, smile now fading, before turning back around to tighten straps.

“People can be just as dangerous.” He gripes back. You feel his eyes burning holes in your head.

“Sounds like someone is worried about me.”

“Of course, I’m worried. Who knows what trouble you’ll get yourself into.”

“You don’t trust me?”

“Tch, I trust you.” His words make you grin, but you quickly wipe it off your face before turning back around once you’re satisfied with your gear. You stare at him for a moment, his eyes meeting yours a second later.

“I’ll be back. I promise.” You say softly as you grip your reins tightly ready to lead your horse out of the stables.

“Just be careful.” He mutters, stepping aside to give you space to leave. His words make your heart jump again. Your eyes linger on each other as you walk past, a quick nod shared between the two of you as a goodbye.

On today's ride, you decide to aim for a bundle of trees sitting at the base of a small mountain to the west of the southern gate that you had noticed a while back. A couple hours pass before your destination comes into view. By your estimate, you had about an hour before being forced to head back lest you be surrounded by darkness.

You stare into the thick trees as you hand feed a treat to your tied off horse, an abrupt nip at your fingers alerting you to your now treat-less palm. A small laugh escapes your lips as you pat her nose reassuringly.

"I'll be back, okay? Don't go anywhere." You whisper up at her wide eyes. She bids you goodbye with another nip.

As you make your way through the overgrown shrubbery and gangly trees, you can't help but feel excitement for what might be on the other side. Looking up, you use a hand to half cover your eyes from the late afternoon sun filtering in between the leafy branches. Bird song weaves through the now thickening trees and into your ears. You softly whistle the song back as your fingers fumble with the latches on your waist. After a moment, the sketchbook you currently use as a guidebook is free from its confines. As always with every expedition you've ever been on, you are ready to document anything you see and hear.

It takes several more minutes before you finally stumble into a clearing. Whatever you had expected to find, it was leagues under from your current display. A meadow, far grander than anything you've ever seen, expands in an oval in front of you. Trees surround the whole area tall and strong, like knights in a line of defense. A small stream cuts through diagonally, telling stories with its gentle babble. You step deeper into it all with your eyes as wide as can be, soaking in this picture-perfect moment.

Looking down as you walk, your eyes become overwhelmed with the multitude of colors peppering your vision. Flowers of various sizes and lengths shift in the breeze as you walk by and something in you warms. Your eyes catch something that makes you stop abruptly.

“Oh wow.” You whisper as you slide down to your hands and knees so that you are eye level with a particular looking plant that didn’t very much look like a flower at all. The stem is brown, an odd color, you think, but it looked like a normal stem at least. The top however, where the petals would be, was soft and… furry? You reach out and lightly touch it. Much to your surprise, some of the fuzzy bits detach and fly off into the wind. A burst of laughter escapes from your chest and a memory stirs within you at the sight.

Armin had talked to you about these plants - dandelions. According to him, if you blow on the white bits to make them scatter and make a wish at the same time, it will come true. It was so silly, you think, but really what could it hurt? People wish on shooting stars all the time - this would be no different.

It takes you a moment, but you find a dandelion perfect for the wish you had in mind. You decide to plop yourself into the plush grass next to the creek, flower in hand. You feel a rush of heat sear your cheeks at not only what you were about to do but also what you were about to wish for. After making sure you were alone with a quick survey around, you sit forward and stare hard at the white fuzz. Close your eyes. Take a deep breath.

“I wish for Levi to be mine.” Then blow.

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Levi calls your name from behind, snapping you out of your anxious thoughts for a moment. You pull back on your reins until Levi can fall into step with you. When you glance over, he arches an eyebrow at you with a silent question of, "Where are we going?" He must have noticed your change in course, now heading west instead of straight south. To be honest, you wouldn’t have even noticed that you had shifted directions if Levi hadn’t said anything. This ride has become second nature to you. After your initial discovery, the meadow quickly became your fortress of solitude and you found yourself coming back again and again without thinking about it.

After weeks of patiently waiting, an opportunity to team up with Levi to check out the port construction progression finally came. Whether that came from luck or your constant pestering to Commander Hange, you didn't know. Regardless, you were both nervous and excited to finally share your most prized secret with Levi no less. All you give him in return for his silent question is a simple, "Trust me." before squeezing your thighs together then galloping off, leaving your captain in the dust.

The sun bares straight down by the time you and Levi make it to your makeshift hitching post just outside your favored path. On the ground next to it sits a half bucket of water and you give yourself a mental reminder to fill it the next time you’re here. Levi doesn't say anything as he ties off his horse, mirroring your movements with deft fingers. Nor does he say anything as you pull off the basket you had tied onto your saddle so long ago hidden with goodies you packed the night before. He still doesn't say anything as he follows you on the beaten path you’ve made from your many visits. Levi's silence was normal, and yet…

"Aren't you going to ask where I'm taking you? I could be leading you to your death, you know." You glance back at Levi, eyes locking on each other. His expression might be unreadable to most, but to you there was a subtle bliss written all over his face. You shoot him a smile while you wait for his answer.

"You asked me to trust you. So I'm trusting you. Besides, you can't take me on your own. You got a death wish?" He grumbles back to you.

"Who said I was alone?" You quip as you twist back around to watch where you were going, swinging the basket in your hands as you walk. Levi scoffs behind you. A comfortable silence blankets the both of you yet again.

It takes a bit but finally the clearing comes into view and those anxious thoughts start clouding your mind again. What if he thinks this is a waste of time? What if he thinks you're ridiculous for this? What if he doesn't share the same feelings for you as you do for him? Levi calls your name again to get your attention. God, you loved how he said your name.

Your eyes focus just as you step through with Levi in tandem. There's a gentle wind today; it blows through the multi-colored meadow in a way that makes the flowers look like they're dancing. The breeze is even soft enough that your favored dandelions stay intact, not a single seed threatens to blow away.

"Is this where you’ve been escaping to?"

"You notice?" You glance his way nervously. As usual, he has no significant emotion on his face, but to say he was emotionless would be a lie. His eyes shift from the babbling creek to the colorful field and then onto your face, eyes soft. The way he looks at you, it makes a part of you feel so alive and free.

"Sometimes." His comment makes you look away, a flush of heat already nipping at your cheeks.

"I-uh, I wanna show you something." You set off deeper into the meadow without checking to see if he’s following.

A moment later, you come upon the spot you had surveyed a couple days in advance, perfect for what you had in mind. In a swift motion, you pull out a blanket from the basket hanging from your arm and splay it on the ground. Once settled, you plop yourself down on the cloth to keep it from flying away. When you look up, Levi’s staring at you incredulously.

“Is this a date?” he asks dryly.

“Do you want it to be?” You ask, patting the empty spot next to you as you do. He hesitantly sits down next to you, unsure of what to do with his body but eventually settles on sitting crisscross like you. He stares over at you, a little bit of shock cracking through his still features. “Levi, I’m kidding. It doesn’t have to be. I just wanted to show you my favorite spot.” You mutter over to him, rolling your eyes. You swallow down your nerves. Maybe he isn’t as interested in you as you had hoped. As you start to unpack the basket of the lunch rations you had stowed away, he speaks up softly.

“I wouldn’t mind. It being a date, I mean.” His voice stays monotone, but his words make you double-take at him. Levi is flushed pink, starting from his neck then ending at the tips of his ears. A wide grin breaks out on your face as you finally comprehend what he just said.

“Really? Because this would have been so embarrassing if you didn’t feel the same way. I mean, I would have had to run away and start a new life somewhere else. When I talked to Mikasa about this, she was all ‘love like this only happens once in a lifetime.’ and it made me think that you might actually be the love of mi-“ You’re cut off by Levi’s nimble fingers pulling your chin in his direction, his face a lot closer than you remembered it being. He whispers your name again.

“Shut up.” And then his lips are on yours, soft and tender. You don’t remember much after that, but you do know that whatever they said about wishing on dandelions had to be true. And you couldn’t wait to wish upon many more in the meadow now shared between you and Levi.

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[ideas-4-stories]

So- a Cross Guild Au idea: Buggy (who is TransFem because why not-) and Mihawk meet each other the first time when Roger was executed, they meet each other and are instantly atracted. Mihawk think the girl has a very interesting blue hair and red nose who look like one from a clown, while Buggy finds him handsome and recognize him as the one intenting to be the new Greatest Swordman (I have a Au where Buggy is Raylegh's kid - biologycal or not you can decide).

When they meet, Buggy was running from all what happen between her and Shanks and crying, but she found a place safe from the rain, where Mihawk also was. For a while, they just... look at each other, before they start a quiet talk.

They talk during hours, and when they have to go each to their way, Buggy and Mihawk decide to send letters between them. And they start to talk constantly this way.

But, none of them notice they're falling in love during the time, and it's just when they're 23 and 27 years that them notice this and end up chosing to start a secret relatonship, going on dates when they can.

They date during more-or-less 6 years, and Mihawk propose the idea of them marrying, what Buggy accept full of joy. Buggy is 29 and Mihawk is 33 years when they finally marry, but this all is still a secret, only some of the Buggy Pirates knowing.

And then we go to the present, when the Cross Guild is formed, and they're married and so much in love. Crocodile is pissed and want to beat Buggy, but before he can do that, Mihawk step between and protect Buggy, saying "Don't ever intent to hurt my wife".

Crocodile is TOTALLY chocked, like, why this man so serious is married with a fucking clown?! But he just ignore this and keep going, knowing that ever intent to hit her will end very bad for the Cross Guild.

At all, just Buggy and Mihawk a happy married couple who are the totally opposit of one another <3

PS: will be so funny if Crocodile start to fall in love with Buggy & Mihawk but not accepting it because they're married (Buggy and Mihawk are falling in love with him too)

Crocodile be like: 'That Pikachu shocked face'

Also same why not on TransFem Buggy, I think Buggy more of a GNC character. Because of the genderfuckery the clown is doing there. But I love this idea, because Mihawk saying hands off my wife!!!

HELL FUCK YEAH!!!

I love thinking that Mihawk and Crocodile met Buggy even for the brief feeding moment. That they all might of forgotten about. So this! Oooooo me likes! Me likes!

Silent moment before talking, just getting lost into each other's eyes! Is what I'm thinking they were doing before small talking. What are they talking about? I want to know, there are too many options for what they are talking about.

Them being a secret couple! I wonder in this AU being in a relationship with Buggy, made Mihawk want to beat the shit out of Shanks? 🤔 It would make sense for that to happened, right?

You know that Cabaji, Mohji, and Richie knows. Now all I'm thinking is that Richie was the Flower Girl Lion and Mohji was the Ring-bearer. Or maybe their marriage was not done in the way the law wants people to do marriage? Not sure yet

Ooooooo them all married is interesting, pretty sure this time. Everyone will know and it will be a grand old thing. With a lot of people coming and anyone trying to crash it will pay dearly by the grooms and bride, as well as the Buggy Followers being pissed off. Because how dare they to that.

Anyway, the AU... are you gonna tell more? Now I'm intrigued, plz tell me you are gonna say more. I love to think almost all the Rogers Pirates were like parental-figure to Buggy and Shanks. With Roger, Rayleigh, and Gaban were the ones that were basically their parents. Like that Anime 'Daddy Buddies'

Plz tell more

[sylo-writes-stuff]

Sleepless nights

Syzoth × reader

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Cw: insomnia, angst, mental breakdown?, over thinking , comfort, nb reader, sleepy!Syzoth, tired!reader, insecurity, possibly ooc, no use of y/n

Summary: Syzoth helps you with your insomnia^^

A/n: welp as of posting this it's 8:15am I started writhing this at like 5am. Um safe to say this was pretty much what I was going through. Though I irl do not plan on sleeping I already fucked up my sleep schedule as it is. Also I love this man so much he's so ahhh bark bark. Anyways hope you enjoy this^^ requests are open don't be shy to request/ask for specific characters

Word count: 1,075

You've been unable to sleep at night for the past couple of weeks now. Staying up way past the time you said you would and Syzoth has noticed your routine, the way the bed shifts as you stir around the bed trying to get comfortable but you eventually sit up and stay like that for hours. You lay down in bed having your mind set on sleeping, body aching, eyes tired, ready for sleep, body feeling heavy, but your mind is racing. You say you're going to sleep and you want to your exhausted. But your mind won't let you, suddenly it's the best time to wonder what you'll eat for dinner. But then your mind shifts to different thoughts.

Much more emotional thoughts you had pushed to tomorrow you, and that you is now. You suddenly question why you don't know the answer to some simple question your friend asked. Like what you want for Christmas. Suddenly your mind looks deeper into that question. Why can you really not answer that question? I mean it's a simple one you could ask for something like socks you've needed socks for a while. But no your mind draws blanks whenever it's brought up. Why don't you know what you want? 'Maybe it's because you've never gotten what you've wanted' your mind thinks 'because you don't get what you want you don't have expectations for anything' your mind races with emotions. Your eyes sting with that familiar feeling of soon to come tears. 'You've never gotten what you've asked for no matter how easily achievable it is, so the only thing you can ask to have is to be understood and even that seems-' your thoughts are cut off as you feel a hand.

You jump slightly at the feeling "Why are you still up love?" He asks in a raspy voice much more raspy than his usual voice, almost going out due to the sleep in it. You turn to face him "Oh did I wake you? Ah I'm so sorry" you say as you hold his hand. You give him a tired smile reassuring him, but he isn't falling for it. "How much longer are you gonna go like this?" He asks leaning on his side facing you "It's been going on for weeks now, I know you're not ok. What's on your mind? " he asks looking at you with those emerald eyes of his reading you like a book.

You open your mouth to tell him your fine, but your words get stuck in your throat. Your reassuring smile turning into a frown quickly, you can't fight the overwhelming feelings. The knot in your throat builds up, you feel like you can't speak as if your words can't express your true feelings. Sadness washes over you. You get the overwhelming feeling to cry, it all crashes on you. He quickly sits up and holds you, bringing you close to his own body almost engulfing you with his own. He hushes you rubbing your back and kisses your neck, face, and anywhere he can. "You don't have to tell me now if you don't want to" he says in a hushed tone. "Cry it out if you need to" and with that you do. You cry, you bury your face in the crook of his neck. You sniffle and hic and let out incomprehensive words. You try to explain yourself through your cries but it's useless.

"It's okay I'm here, let it all out" his reassuring words make you cry even more. It's him, it's him who makes you feel understood, he who listens to you, he who is there for you no matter what. You hug him tightly, with your whole body. You let out your sobs, all your bottle up emotions, you cry harder than you have before. Harder than the silent cries you've been letting out the past few weeks. Your insecurities are pushed to the side as he reassures everything you've been so overwhelmed by. He knew the words you needed to hear. He knew exactly what to say.

As your crying stops you move the slightest away from him to wipe your face, and his shoulder. "Heh looks like I made a mess" you joke quietly as you compose yourself. You continue sniffling as you look up at him much more stable than you were before. You kiss the underside of his chin. You smile softly as you look into his eyes, he leans down to kiss you on the lips. "Thank you" you say sniffling a few more times, he tilts his head in slight confusion "What do you mean by that?" he asks rhetorocally as he continues "It's the least I could do my heart, but you don't have to talk about it now if you don't want to" he smiles softly as he kisses your cheek pulling you in for another hug. Your body much more hotter than his due to all your emotions rushing through your body. You hug him back yet again, he rubs reassuring circles into your back as you bask in the feeling of him. He lays back and pulls you on top of him. Your ear right over his heart. He continues rubbing circles on your back as you both lay in silence. His heartbeat, his calm breaths, and his calming scent lulls you to sleep. The crying also adding to that. "You're what I want for Christmas" you mumble as you doze off, a silent chuckle escapes his lips as he hears your words. A few minutes after you fall asleep, making sure you're asleep he finally closes his eyes as well whispering a quiet "I love you" as he does so.

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As you wake up in the morning the sun shining brightly through the curtains. You quickly sit up looking around the room and out the window "fuck hoe long did I sleep for?" you ask yourself. You jump as you hear Syzoths voice coming out from the bathroom, he walks towards you freshly out the shower. "You slept enough dear don't worry about it" he says rufflinfs his hair with the towel to try it off. You look at the clock and your eyes widen "Syzoth it's 5:30! Pm!... P!M! That's like half the day gone! " you say in total shock "Why did you let me sleep so long?! " you ask quickly getting up and looking for clothes to put on. "I-I have stuff to do, I'm meeting up with my friends later, and then I have to go to work and and" you ramble off but he quickly cuts you off. "Woah woah calm down, your friend called about an hour ago to cancel, they has some personal things go do. And you don't work today hun, calm down." he says pushing you back down to the bed by your shoulders and places your clothes to the side. He kneed in front of you and looks into your eyes. "Today is about you ok? You've had way too much on your shoulders. You need to let me take some of that weight the same way you've done with me" he says and kisses you. "Today's a day of relaxation, no worries just the two of us ok?" You nod, your worries won't be bothering you for a while. Not as long as Syzoth is here to help you with it.

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[yankstrash]

oops i said i was gonna send in for cole today and i forgot ✋🏻 anyway here r some prompts 😋

"You're hot when you're mad." & "Stop pouting and get over here."

hehe you are my fav 🤭🤭 love u sar

"You're hot when you're mad." & "Stop pouting and get over here."

Cole didn't drink often, but when he drank, he DRANK. Tonight, he and the boys had the weekend off from games, so they decided to go to the bar and have some drinks.

You stayed back to work on some homework, telling Cole to call you if he needed a ride home before bidding him farewell for the evening.

A couple hours had passed, you finished your homework and hadn't gotten anything from Cole about needing a ride. You figured he would be okay and decided to get ready for bed. You changed into your pajamas, did your skin care, brushed your teeth and hopped into bed.

You closed your eyes and just as you felt yourself falling asleep, your phone started ringing. You groaned and looked at the screen to see that Scooter Brickey was calling you.

Oh God.

"Scooter?" You said as you answered, and were met with giggling from the other line.

"Y/nnnnnn! Pleaseeeee come and get Cole, he is WASTED!" Scooter chuckled out, almost slurring his words.

"Just Cole?" You asked, laughing.

"Nooo, nooooo, definitelyyyyy notttt! I called an Uber but Cole has been talking about you all night so pretty sure he'd rather ride home with you than with a random person."

You laughed to yourself but slightly groaned, seeing as you now had to get up and drive just as you were about to fall asleep.

"Alright, I'm on my way." You said before hanging up.

You slipped on some shoes before grabbing your keys and heading out to your car.

When you arrived at the bar, you saw the boys standing outside. You were grateful enough that they got Cole outside so you didn't have to go into the bar in your pajamas.

His back was to you as you got out of your car, but when Scooter saw you he beamed and pointed in your direction, causing Cole to turn around.

His red, droopy eyes lit up when he saw you, and a shit eating grin overtook his face as he skipped over to you.

"LOVER GIRL! Hi sweet sugar pie!" Cole slurred as he engulfed you immediately.

You laughed as you wrapped your arms around his waist. He REEKED of alcohol, and you knew you had a long night ahead of you.

Another thing about Cole when he drinks, he is CLINGY. He's not typically a clingy boyfriend. He's not huge on PDA and doesn't demand your attention 24/7. However, it's a whole different story when he's drunk.

"Hi honey, did you have a good time?" You asked.

"I didddddd, but I'm ready to go home and be with you." He said, pulling away a bit and placing a sloppy kiss on your forehead.

"Seems like it. Okay, let's head home then."

You waved bye to his teammates before wrestling Cole into the car. It was a difficult task, seeing as he did NOT want to let go of you for the life of him.

"But Y/nnnnn! I don't want you to leaveeeee!" He argued as you buckled his seatbelt in.

"I'm right here baby, but I need to get you home." You said.

"Your home! I want to go to your home!" He slurred.

"Okay, I will take you to my home but you need to let me drive you there." You said.

Cole huffed and said, "Fineeeee. Let's gooooo."

Once he agreed, you shut the passenger door before going to the drivers side and getting in.

The typical 10 minute car ride felt like an eternity with Cole babbling about holding you and making grabby hands at you the whole way, distracting your driving.

"Cole McWard I love you with all my heart but if we crash you are to blame." You said, seriousness laced in your voice.

Cole gasped and said, "I would never let anything happen to you."

"You are about to cause a wreck by grabbing me, please stop." You said, trying to sound nice but stern.

Cole pouted as he looked down. "Sorry, baby."

He controlled himself for the rest of the ride, but was right back on you as you walked into your apartment.

"FINALLYYYYY!" He yelled, and you shushed him immediately.

"SHHHHH! My roommates are asleep." You said, starting to lose your patience a bit with your drunk boyfriend.

"So? They've definitely heard a thing or two from us before." Cole said as he broke out into a giggling fit.

"Cole, go to my room, now." You scolded.

He happily obliged, throwing himself onto your bed.

You poured him a glass of water and grabbed some pain meds that he was sure to need in the morning before joining him in your room.

"Y/N! COME HERE!" He yelled, once again, as you entered your room.

You shushed him again, closing your door.

"Cole honey, please! My roommates are sleeping and I've had a long night, I need you to be quieter." You said, sounding agitated.

You were expecting him to close his mouth, but instead you were met with yet another fit of laughter.

"What is so funny?" You asked, putting your hands on your hips.

"Nothing, you're just hot when you're mad." Cole said, smirking at you.

"Glad you find my agitation funny." You said, crossing your arms over your chest.

"Oh pfft. Stop pouting and get over here so I can hold you." He said, opening up his arms.

"No. Not until you apologize for driving me insane." You said.

Cole sat up and said, "Fine. I am sorry for being loud, almost making you crash and driving you insane. But please come cuddle with me baby, I need it. I need you."

You could never resist him.

You rolled your eyes as you took your shoes off and got into bed with him.

You fell right into him, placing your head on his chest as he held you close.

"I'm sorry I annoyed you tonight. I love you." Cole said, placing a kiss on your head.

You laughed and said, "I love you too, Coley. But I am coming with you next time to keep an eye on your alcohol intake, okay?"

"Sounds good to me."

[marivoid]

Entry 35

Day 228

After I spent a few hours walking the streets of the revived city, my attention had been drawn to an odd store.

"Pearl's Emperium Of Endless Knick-Knacks"

I like knick-knacks. And I was sure at the time Brian would like something shiny as well. (Birds do like shiny things after all with how often they crash into glass to get said shiny thing.) So I went inside!

And oh. Oh my goodness. The way I could write a whole novel about this place. It's just... Breathtaking. Walls that seem to never end, filled with all sorts of items that one couldn't find just wandering about. No, these items had to be discovered through intensive searching and scavenging. Hell, there was a whole section dedicated to books BEFORE the Crash!

(Even as I'm making this entry it still shocks me. How did they even manage to save those books?? From what the G.U.I.D.Es had to say, most were destroyed from the Meteor!)

Brian and I spent a decent hour just getting lost in the place. Could you blame us? The place was never ending! I even snagged a few items for myself (and Brian, by demand of loud caws and angry pokes.)

It was right around there when an arm threw itself around my shoulder and yanked me down.

"Jimmy! You shoulda told me you were comin' early! I would've been down here a lot sooner! Goodness you've gone and grown a couple inches! And befriending Brian, that's one skilled move right there-"

"Uhm... I'm not. I'm not Jimmy."

That poor woman jumped away from me like she had just touched acid. And I had gotten a look at her. She was... Definitely something I'd yet to see (Not all that shocking these days. May as well see somebody new every other day!)

The entire left side of her face was covered by a large, moon-shaped panel that had a bright red eye. The other side of her face was more human, tanned skin with freckles and a natural blue eye. Something odd yet... Not the oddest I've seen. Her outfit was also something nostalgic. An old postman's shirt, dirt stained overalls (-At least I hoped it was dirt as of writing this. Maybe not-) covered in hand-stitched sunflowers and a hooded cloak that seemed to be made up of a few different fabrics. Definitely... Odd. But somewhat refreshing to see.

"Sorry! You look a lot like my friend! Really sorry about that!" Her face was a comical shade of red when she extended her arm out to me. "Let's try this again, shall we mate? I'm Pearl! Pearlescent Moon! Proud owner of this Imperium you see before your very eyes! I hope you're enjoyin' it!"

She was a very cheerful spirit. And even I can admit now that her smile was infectious. "67." Her hand was rather cold when I shook it. "I'm enjoying it." A peck. "We. We are enjoying it. Lots of stuff to be found in such a huge place like this. I mean, three floors of just different items? Goodness!"

"Well isn't that an odd name for yourself? 67? Naming yourself after a number. New one on me... But yes! Either that or the CPCs bring all sorts of goodies for me to stock the shelves with!"

Another term I was rather unfamiliar with. "CPC?"

"Canaries, Parrots and Crows! You really do know nothing about the Crashlands do ya?"

"I-I would beg to differ." Did I stick out like a sore thumb back then? Yes. Do I still stick out like a sore thumb as of now? Yep. But to admit that in front of this Pearl woman? Nope. Not gonna happen.

"Uh huh. Anyways, I should get going and leave you be! I have a friend I'm waiting on!"

"Jimmy, I assume?"

Another nod tossed my way. "Jimmy. He's the Canary of the CPC. Lives here a lot with his body guard!"

That caught my interest back then. I look back at it now and wish I'd never even asked. "Who's his bodyguard? Are they hiring, perhaps?"

"Well his body guard is unofficial- We just call-"

"PEAAARL!"

A flash of yellow feathers and blue cloth whizzed past me. It tackled Pearl into the ground and only then did it click. "Ohhh. That's Jimmy."

"Yep-"

"You two were talking about me?!" His voice was much higher pitched than my own (I can still hear it now, screaming in my ears.) as he ranted on about how "I've told you that I've been busy..." Or something along those lines. I was a bit too busy staring at the person standing in the midst of the chaos.

Somebody I thought was dead.

The same man that I shared my first kiss with.

The same, freckled faced, blue haired male that used to make a fuss over my hair looking somewhat decent in the morning.

Scott.

[sonicasura]

During the three months before the exams

Kafka in his Kaiju form is currently losing his mind after he ended up getting seperated from Rider and Mizutsune after a brawl with some Ant type Kaiju.

Kafka: I lost them, I can't believe I lost my welp ( doesn't realize he called Rider his welp) oh no oh no oh no. What would Reno say?!

Imaginary Reno: Your the worst parent I ever seen, how do you lose a someone in Samurai armor and there giant soap serpent!

Kafka: GAAAHAAA I need to find them NOW!!!!

Meanwhile

Rider: Well we did good Mizutsune that's all of those ants, now let's head on back I'm sure Kafka finished off those other Kaiju.

Getting on top of Mizutsune ready to head back when a voice stops them

???: Hold on now, leaving already I just got here kid

Turning to face the voice there met with a Defense Force agent standing at about 5 ft and 5 or 8 inches, along with dark violet hair in a bowl cut, and eyes that seemed like they were closed.

Rider: Ohhh that's not good * clears throat and starts taking in a deep voice* Who you callin' kid I will have you know that I'm a - * Voice Crack* grown up

???:.....HAHAHAHAHAHA OH OH THAT'S SO FUNNY, TRYING TO PUFF OUT YOUR CHEST TO SEEM TOUGH ONLY TO SQUEAK LIKE A MOUSE HAHAHAHAHAHA.

Rider: HEY THERE AIN'T NO NEED TO LAUGH!!!

???: HAHAHA...HAHahaHa...ooohhh man your a riot, anyway I suppose it's rude if I don't introduce myself Vice-Captain Soshiro Hoshina of the Third Divison and I'm gonna hafta ask that you and your Kaiju friend come with us kiddo.

Rider: And if I refuse to go with you?

Hoshina: * Eyes sharpen a bit* Well as much as I would hate it, I'd have to use a more agressive method.

Rider: * Thoughts* What do I do, he primed to launch himself at us, I could get away if I can just get a couple seconds on him, but how...! Wait there is one way.

Rider: * Lets out a small whisper that only Mizustune picks up* Hmmph it seems I'm out of options, well then it's time for my secret technique.

Hoshina: Oh pray tell what is this secret technique you speak of.

Rider: One that only the most renowned warriors use, only the strongest and most cunning can use this technique.

Hoshina: Please I can't take the suspence won't you tell me * Slightly on guard*

Rider: Hmmph hmmhmm.... * Immediately gives Mizutsune the signal* RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!!!

Needless to say that Hoshina was not expecting that and had the added bonus of turning his sense of humor aganist him as he was in stiches laughing.

Rider and Mizutsune made their escape around a half hour chase though neither Rider or Hoshina had a good couple hours ahead of them. For Rider it was a never ending lecture about wandering off without Kafka knowing where to find him. For Hoshina it was trying to do anything and not fall over or drop something as the bubblefoam took hours to get rid off, seriously he couldn't even hold a cup

A little scenario for our favorite Vice-Captain's first meeting with the problem child

LMFAO

Kafka just panicking so badly cause he lost his kids that he didn't realized he called them 'his whelp' sounds like something he would do. Also Hoshina's weakness: his strange sense of humor. He definitely regretted falling for that little trick as Mizutsune only needs a few seconds to set up the Bubblefoam antics.

At least he got a sample of the stuff but I just imagine crashing into walls in an attempt to keep his balance. Dude doesn't know how to handle Bubbleblight at all and it's a real nightmare for speed demons like him. Hoshina is gonna adapt his strategy whenever pursuing Rider though.

The two got a few more chases left.

[lumine-no-hikari]

Dear Sephiroth: (a letter to a fictional character, because why not) #207

This letter is late; I'm sorry about that.

Today was packed full of things. Or, it feels packed full of things, anyway. Really, I did only like 3 things, but these things all lasted a really long time.

I thought that I was going to sleep in today, because I went to sleep at around 3:30 in the morning last night. But as it turns out, I woke up promptly at 8am, because Mogwai, one of my cats, decided to headbutt me directly in the face. It was enough to leave me with a fat lip for a little while afterwards. I do understand that cats are creatures of routine, and they get scared at how long humans sleep, since cats sleep in short spurts, and it's hard for them to imagine we're different species with different needs. I can't be mad at him. All I can do is wake up and get them their breakfast, hahaha!

Do you remember the song that I tore through my house looking for and didn't find? And so I told you that I remembered the melody, but I had to re-create the lyrics from what I could remember? Some time ago, I recorded myself singing it, and sent it along to a couple of brilliant musicians I know, asking them to create instrumental music to go with the lyrics.

They have not gotten back to me. I'm not sure that they will. I assume that it's because they have busy lives and can't afford the time. And that is fine. But what I am noticing is that as I play through the song in my mind, I seem to be remembering the old guitar chords bit by bit. So I put the melody of the lyrics into LMMS. I'm working on trying to put in what I remember from the guitar into LMMS as well. I got pretty far along today, all things considered. I am no composer; I'm not like some people who can create melodies from nothing. I have no understanding of music theory or any of its mechanics. But I can imitate anything I hear, and I can create basic things if given a foundation to work from.

After that, J and Br and I went to a place far away. J got a new tailwheel airplane. I think it's kinda soon to get a new one; he crashed the other one not too terribly long ago, and we were lucky to have come away from that without any injuries. J wants to fly from where we live all the way to Portland, Oregon (2395 miles, or 3855 km, or thereabouts), in memory of his brother, Daniel. But I think maybe more time is needed before he is ready to make that trip.

Well, it is what it is. I will do my best to support him.

Afterwards, J, Br, and I went to a sleepover organized by one of the poly people from that poly place we went to. We didn't sleep over, but we played some games and had some lively conversation, and it was a nice time.

It is late now, though, and I am very much looking forward to going to bed. M's new mask frame for his CPAP arrived today, so I get to use mine tonight (yay!)

Tomorrow, in less than 12 hours, I go see my friend BB. We're gonna go get lunch at an awesome place, and I'm very much looking forward to it. Maybe I'll stop writing now so that it will seem from my perspective like it will be tomorrow faster.

…But not before I send along some of the pictures I took for you today. Here:

...Can you feel the joy and love in these? I wonder...

Sephiroth. After two days of only partial sleep and all of the stuff I did today, I'm pretty tired. I'm literally falling asleep as I'm trying to write this paragraph. So I'm gonna go to bed so I can be relatively functional tomorrow.

I love you. Love you enough to write to you even when my brain is soupy. Love you enough to wish for your peace and safety. Please don't do stupid things that will get yourself killed, okay?

I'll write again tomorrow.

Your friend, Lumine

[steventhusiast]

WIP Wednesday

tagged by @stobinesque i am gonna try and do this

THE RULES

In a reblog (or new post w/ rules attached), post up to five (5) filenames of your WIPs; not titles, file names.

Post a snippet from one of them. Snippet must be words you wrote in the last 7 days. We’re posting progress here. If you haven’t made any, go make some and come back to post!

After you’ve posted, people can send you an ask with one of your file names. You must then write 3 sentences in that file. If the filename is one you can’t share from (for example, an event fic), write 3 sentences on it anyway, and then 3 more on another to share.

That’s it! You can invite others to join in, or just post. If you tag me in your post, I will send you an ask request!

WIPs

fast friends (steddie single dads)

taste of freedom (steddie go to pride together)

shock to the system (steve-centric injury angst with side of steddie)

if i said you could never touch me (steddie steve explores his fears around intimacy)

safe like springtime (steddie as steve's first queer relationship)

no pressure tags for a couple of my moots @stregoniconiconii @hardboiledleggs and also anyone else that is struggling with WIPs should do this >:]

SNIPPET

from fast friends aka the steddie single dads au inspired by a bluey episode that i mentioned in my last tag game post that i have been working on for FOREVER because i'm struggling with it a little

The next morning Steve and Sam made their way to the park again, and Steve was surprised to see Eddie and Arwen already situated. Eddie had what looked to be the same book in his hands, and Arwen was spinning in circles on the playground. 

At the sound of Steve pushing the gate open, the curly-haired duo both looked up at him in sync, an expression of joy on Arwen’s face that was replicated in a muted way on Eddie’s.

“Sammy!” Arwen squealed, promptly stopping her spinning to run over to Sam. This, of course, resulted in her tipping over onto the soft grass surrounding the play area, and Eddie snorted at the sight.

“Timber!” He mock-yelled, making a crashing sound effect with his mouth as Arwen tumbled. It seemed to be enough of a distraction to the young girl that she didn’t even pause to think about whether or not she was hurt, just pushed herself off the ground to continue her route to Sam. Sam rushed through the gate Steve was holding open to meet her halfway, and they came together in a squeal-filled hug. It looked as if they hadn’t seen each other in months rather than twenty four hours, but it was sweet.

Steve stood and continued to watch for a second, before his eyes switched focus to Eddie. He let the gate fall shut behind him and thought about sitting at the same bench as him, but ultimately decided to sit by himself again.

Eddie looked up from his book after a second, and offered him a smile.

“What’re you reading?” Steve asked after offering a smile back, and Eddie’s eyes lit up at the question.

“Dune.” He answered simply, changing how he was holding the book so Steve could see the cover. Steve frowned, vaguely recognising the book name, and looked closer at the cover. It was just a lot of yellow and- a giant worm? He had no idea. Eddie seemed to notice his confusion in his furrowed brows, and let out a surprised huff, “You don’t know Dune?”

Steve flushed slightly, a little embarrassed. Reading had never been his thing.

“I don’t-” He started, and Eddie quirked a brow as he continued, “What’s it about? Maybe?”

Eddie cleared his throat before he started reading the back of the book in an extremely dramatic voice.

“Set on the desert planet Arrakis, Dune is the story of the boy Paul Atreides, heir to a noble family…” He continued reading out the blurb, and looked up to make eye contact with Steve every couple of sentences to make sure he was still listening. Steve was sure if the man had both hands free, he’d be gesticulating wildly and pacing up and down on the grass. He seemed like the theatre type. It was a little endearing, and the way his thumb rubbed over the worn cover as he read had a smile pulling at the corners of Steve’s mouth.

“It sounds nerdy,” Steve admitted, and watched as Eddie’s expression collapsed a little at the word. That wasn’t what he wanted at all, so he continued hastily, “Something my friend Dustin would read. Probably has, actually. That’s probably why it sounds a little familiar. I’ve never been, uh, good at reading.”

As Steve finished talking, Eddie seemed to have gotten over whatever feelings he felt at the word ‘nerd’, and was back to smiling at him.

“This Dustin seems to have great taste.” He proclaimed, back to the dramatics. Steve was about to tell him more about his pseudo younger brother, the conversation between them flowing easily all of a sudden, but they were interrupted by their daughters calling for them.

“Oh, customers!” Sam yelled, gesturing to their make-shift table again. Steve was surprised to find himself a bit disappointed at his conversation being cut short. He wanted Eddie to keep smiling like that, but he also loved playing with his daughter.

Eddie and Steve sighed fondly, almost at the same time, and started their walk over.

“Sure hope the customer service is better at this cafe, the last one we went to was atrocious.”

[kay-oc-rambles]

Okay it's been a hot minute since I thought about the first of my Stardew Valley OCs, Cas (even though I made a whole ass sideblog for her that I ended up never using)

But more importantly, I am thinking of an AU. Where some magic shit goes bad & she gets stuck in a time loop (me? Thinking about time loops? What a surprise)

So for context, when I first played SDV it was on my laptop. I think in my very first file I was dating Sebastian, then lost interest in the game. Later I came back & made a new file. After a little while I ended up adding mods (mostly quality of life like faster walking speed, infinite health/stamina, not passing out at 2am, but I think the thing that ultimately screwed me was no crows. For some reason that mod did not play well with other mods). I married Leah in spring of year 2, as soon as I could. And then like 3 days later, the game crashed & the file is corrupted. I was upset of course, deleted a bunch of mods (I had so many mods y'all, though some of them were for hair/clothes bc I'm a sucker for dress up shit). Also at some point before the crash I made my OC Cas & changed the file data to be her.

I started a new save file & this time I went for Harvey (still playing as Cas). Once again, over that first winter I finally got enough hearts so as soon as that first spring of year 2 rain hit, I bought a mermaid pendant.

And then 3 days after marrying Harvey, the game crashed. File corrupted.

At this point I had logged roughly 80 hours across those files & I was so pissed off at losing ANOTHER save file. I gave up.

Flash forward to later I decide to buy the game on my phone. I don't think I got through year 1 before losing interest.

Then I get it for the switch one summer. I play as Cadmus. I play for a while but can't decide who to marry. Eventually put down the game. Then sometime later I find out my brother has sdv on the switch so we start a co-op together, thus my making another OC, Bea.

Recently my brother was like "hey we should start playing stardew again" so we picked up that co-op file, I decide that I'm gonna marry Leah. I also decided after he had enough for the day that I wanted to keep playing so I opened up the Cadmus save file.

Initially I was thinking that for this file, I wanted to marry someone other than Leah or Harvey. My brother suggests Sebastian, & I go with it (in part because back when I first played I was considering him, & also he looks like he could be Anubis's emo brother so why not put Cadmus with the purple haired emo bangs guy?).

But now I'm almost a year in marriage with Sebastian & I miss Harvey. Very much. Like, I'm heavily considering saving up to divorce Sebastian (and then saving up more to erase his memory that we were ever married bc I don't want him to be mad 😔). SO ANYWAY NOW WE GET TO THE POINT

Cas gets a time loop AU. Idk maybe the wizard's ex-wife decides to curse her for sneaking into her house to steal back the magic ink. 3 days after marrying Harvey, Cas gets sent back to her first day moving into Pelican Town. The first reset, she's just like "wtf is happening". She goes to the wizard about it but he thinks she's just crazy. She wonders if maybe it was all a dream so she goes on like normal. She marries Harvey again. 3 days later she gets reset. Now she KNOWS something magical is going on. She insists to Rasmodius that she has lived here for a couple years now. He's like "okay if both times it happened 3 days after marrying the doctor, which happened on a specific day, marry him on a different day?". So she speedruns it & manages to marry him fall year 1 (idk offhand if this is possible but I don't see why not). 3 days later, another reset. First person she goes to is Rasmodius. She has no proof of what's happening but he is getting a weird magical vibe off of her. They on trying to figure this shit out & in the meantime, Cas CANNOT give Harvey a mermaid pendant.

But one day Harvey decides to propose, and Cas can't bear to say no to him.

She & Rasmodius are scrambling to figure out SOMETHING, even if it's just a way to gather proof that will stay despite the reset.

3 days after marrying Harvey, Cas wakes up once again in her old apartment, ready to make the drive down to the valley. She cries. She actually puts off leaving for a couple days, until she gets a letter from Rasmodius. She finally goes, & Rasmodius actually visits her at the farm. He explains that something felt off when she didn't arrive as scheduled, he checked out the farm & there was residue of time magic or something. Hella cursed vibes stuck to Cas herself. She explains everything. They decide that maybe, until they can figure out what to do, Cas shouldn't even date Harvey (or anyone for that matter, just in case). She's a social person, she loves & misses all her friends in town, she especially misses Harvey, but she needs to stay distant.

It's not till year 3 of this loop, year 3 of just being friends, of keeping everyone at arms length while still helping them out (she finally gets the chance to finish the Community Center at least) that Rasmodius realizes it's his ex-wife that put this curse on Cas. He didn't even think she was capable of such a feat! But now that he knows the source, he can work to undo the curse.

Together they're able to figure out how to undo it, but Rasmodius asks if Cas wants to start over one more time, since in this loop she's spent 3 years keeping everyone at a distance. He could make it so that he remembers everything from this loop, so that once it resets, he can immediately break the curse & Cas can live normally. She briefly considers it but ultimately decides that she's tired of starting over. She's worked so hard & doesn't want to lose it all again. Besides, it's not like the town hates her, she's just earned a reputation as a loner who helps everyone out.

I'm honestly tempted to have something terrible happen that would *make* her wanna reset one more time. Or not even terrible but "Harvey marries someone else" or "Harvey has to close up the clinic & move to Zuzu City". But I also wanna give them a happy ending.

Maybe Rasmodius's ex decides to come after Cas right after they break the curse, she gets seriously injured & is taken to the clinic.

What if, once the curse is broken, Harvey remembers all the loops? The rest of the town has no clue, but since the curse centered on Cas marrying Harvey (technically Cas marrying anyone, but she only ever married Harvey), for whatever reason he regains his memories of those past loops.

So when Cas ends up in the clinic, he freaks out & patches her up but there's this whole heartfelt thing where he's like "I suddenly felt like I had spent the last few years falling in love with you", Cas explains it. They decide right there, no mermaid pendants, that they're gonna get married. The whole town is surprised because as far as they knew, Cas and Harvey were barely even friends, now they're suddenly getting married?????

(Cas is of course super anxious during the wedding & immediately after, but 3 days pass. 4. 5. A week. She's still here. Everything is fine. They live happily ever after.)

[jodilin65]

I was reading about how easy it is to meet people online these days compared to when I was young. I've often wished it had been this easy to meet other women back then, but at the same time, I'm glad it wasn't. Otherwise, I might never have met Tom. I know some people believe you're either gay or straight, but I don't think it's that black and white. Many have questioned how I could like a guy when I've been attracted to many women in my life. It's kind of like this: say your favorite color is red, and you're looking for a red dress. You find five that are appealing, but then you see a couple of green dresses, and one of those has everything you want, from style to price to comfort. Tom was that unique green dress. That's the best way I can explain it to anyone who doesn't have common sense. ;) I’ve been attracted to dozens of women in my life, but none of them have compared to Tom, especially in personality.

Speaking of hubs, I was a little annoyed last night because I lost a few hours of alone time when I had plans to do certain things I do better by myself. One of us with a wacky schedule is bad enough. However, the day he gives plasma tends to drain him, and he fell asleep early and woke up early. It turned out okay, though, because we had fun golfing, and then he went down for a nap for a few hours.

Some of the tiny houses I've seen pictures of that are right on the ocean are so cute. I joined a tiny house group on Facebook and even made a Pinterest board for them. I would never want to live in one unless I was single and didn't have much stuff, but they are adorable. The view is to die for no matter what you're living in. Anyway, maybe I will use Pinterest a little more often than I have been. I have nearly 23K pins!

I woke up super tired today because I woke up a few hours after crashing, needing to use the bathroom, and I couldn't get back to sleep for two hours. When I finally fell back asleep, I kept waking up. Then, I stupidly napped for a couple more hours. While this helped give me a little more energy, I've got to really try not to let my schedule jump ahead too much because I still have five days before my appointment, which is early in the morning.

For some reason, I thought I was having about 1600 calories a day. But for the last several days, I actually started counting them without limiting or changing how I eat, and I'm actually closer to 1100 to 1300. As a postmenopausal woman who no longer has the hunger of PMS or perimenopause, if I ate like this back when I had a normal thyroid/metabolism, I would definitely be skinny. In my 20s, I used to swear that all fat people stuffed themselves and anyone could lose weight. How I've learned my lesson!

I've been having tummy issues the last few days, and I'm wondering if I'm sensitive to Ezekiel bread. The research I just did suggests it certainly could be the cause.

At least I can still eat Chinese! I don't think I'll pick it up today, but I'm going to try a restaurant I picked out soon. I'm gonna start with their house platter and some beef fried rice.

I got my patchouli incense yesterday, along with the incense matches and my VR lenses. Not sure things are much clearer, though, because I swear the last eye doctor we saw gave me a bad prescription. I haven't used them enough yet to really make a judgment.

Leave it to Facebook to remove a post of mine from 2010. Really, guys, why now??? This was on my main account of course.

Finally, I came up with a good idea for the bedroom windows. They have these sticky foam tiles used for sound dampening. It's black foam and not a decorative textured vinyl tile with foam inside like what we're going to get for the walls. They're ugly, but the curtains would cover them. I decided we should put them on both the upper and lower panes of the back window and then stick them on the bottom pane of the front window. Then we'll take something with a little bit of flexibility so we can fit it in snugly yet remove it to open that window when we air the place out after bombing, and stick the tiles to that. Maybe a piece of cardboard just a little bigger than the pane or something like that.

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All Over Again - Chapter 4: Overwhelming

Story Summary -> When he used to say that he wished he could fall in love with his wife all over again, Bob may have jinxed himself. Yet, the process of knowing her once more wasn't as smooth as he'd used to think.

Honestly, he doesn't know which is worse - his broken bones or the fact she can't seem to forget who he once was?

Chapter 4: Overwhelming Summary -> Just as the couple create a new normal, Bob must come to terms with the fact that his wife will be sent on a mission very soon.

Tags -> Angst, Amnesia, Established Relationship, Memory Loss, Airplane Crashes, Major Character Injury, Hospitals, True Love, Love at First Sight, Married Couple, Smut, Reconciliation

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Previous Chapter -> Think About Love

As time passed, Bob got used to his new life. He'd expected the slow paced nature of it, but he didn't expect how much he enjoyed it. His time consisted mainly of sleeping, eating, and attempting to get his wife's attention, which was something he always managed to achieve without much effort. His work, on the other hand, was non-existent.

He no longer remembered any of the information he once knew by heart. He couldn't tell an F-22 Raptor from an F-86 Sabre, so why would they let him man the weapons? Even Maverick knew that was irresponsible. And, if he was being honest with himself, he was scared shitless about the thought of getting in a plane again even though he couldn't remember even being in one in the first place. No part of Bob's brain contained any information about the crash, and he had no reason to know this, but he knew that even if he had his memories, that fact would be the same.

All the other forgotten snippets of his life had this haze to it. They were like pictures that had blurred over. But the crash? The crash was blacked out. A blank Polaroid. A hole. So, if his memories never came back, he'd have seemingly no future in his old career unless he went back to flight school and did the last ten or so years of his life all over again, which was something he desperately didn't want to go through. Plus, there was a chance that he was going to be medically retired from service anyway.

After a few weeks, he no longer needed the wheelchair but now he had to use a stick to walk instead. The doctors had alerted them to the fact that he may have a limp and need walking aid for the rest of his life, so it was beginning to seem unlikely that the Navy would be comfortable giving him his old job back. Y/N, on the other hand, still had a few years left until she was permitted to ask for retirement and leave the Navy. And there was definitely less time until her next mission.

"I, uh, I just got off the phone with my Uncle Beau..." Y/N began to explain as she sat on the counter next to where he was in the process of preparing them smoothies. It had been a rather uneventful day until that call had happened, and since then, Y/N had tried to figure out how to bring it up to her husband. She wasn't quite sure how to broach the topic, so why not take the direct approach first? "Hey honey, can you turn that off for a second?" she asked him, gesturing at the blender.

Bob nodded and turned off the machine, then he walked towards and leaned against the opposite counter. She took a deep breath. She didn't say anything at first, just looked him straight in the eye. "Bobby..." she started hesitantly, watching his face carefully. "I don't know how else to say this, so I'm just gonna come out and say it, okay? I'm being deployed next month."

"Oh." It came out almost in a whisper after what seemed like an eternity. His mind raced, trying desperately to find a response, but no words came out. "But, uh," he tried, clearing his throat as he forced his voice to sound stronger than it felt, "How, how long for?"

"Three months." That was an obscene amount of time to be apart, especially when he'd only been without her for only a few hours for as long as he could remember. So, naturally, he panicked a little. The thought of her leaving made his stomach tighten uncomfortably, his breathing becoming more laboured as tears sprung into his eyes, but they didn't fall just yet.

"You're going to leave me?" he asked, voice slightly louder than normal, although he tried to control it. He couldn't help it. He just had to get it out somehow. The words hung in the air as if he had said it as a statement. Not a question. Just an accusation. He stared at her, waiting for her answer while hoping desperately that she hadn't heard it, yet she had.

There was no denying the pain in her eyes. It tore through every muscle in his body. His mouth fell open, but nothing came out. His chest rose up and down, but nothing. Everything else stopped working except for his heartbeat. It filled his ears, drowning out everything else around him. She was leaving. She was really leaving him. Those thoughts went through his head too fast, too fast to process. He couldn't see any other way to react, other than to simply stand there and stare at her.

The tears started falling from his eyes as he watched her slowly get off the counter and wrap her arms around him. As she hugged him, he allowed himself a small sob, burying his face into her neck. Y/N kissed the top of his head lightly. Then she pulled away, placing her hands on each side of his face, wiping the tears from his cheeks.

"I'll be back," she cooed, looking deeply into his eyes and placing her forehead against his, causing him to close his eyes momentarily. He could feel her breath against his face, and suddenly, he found it hard to breathe again. Her lips were just inches away from his own, but he didn't dare move to kiss her. The urge to was overwhelming, but at the same time, he was afraid of the repercussions.

They weren't intimate. Affectionate, maybe. A quick peck here and there. A hug. Gentle hands in the other's hair. That was it. The kind that affectionate friends would do. Even then, she almost always initiated since he was so preoccupied with not overwhelming her and pushing his luck. There had to have been a thousand occasions during their relationship when he'd been about to do something that would push those boundaries, then remember her feelings, and he'd hesitate, unable to risk that rejection.

It was rare that he acted out, but the fear of losing her was strong enough that he had been overcome with it. He needed her, and he had tried everything to hold onto her, but it didn't stop him wanting more. And now that he had a limited time, it wasn't as easy to resist the urge to kiss her, touch her, show his love through acts that he wouldn't usually dare to do. The desire was burning bright inside him, and despite everything, his body had already decided to give in for what he wanted. What he needed.

His hands grabbed her hips and pulled her against his body, his mouth finding hers as he kissed her hungrily, his lips desperate as they pressed against hers with such urgency that it made Y/N stumble backwards, causing her to grab his shoulders to steady herself. He took advantage of the lack of resistance to press her against the kitchen island and swiping his tongue against her lower lip, asking for entrance, which she granted like he imagined she used to.

Despite the passion, it was still rather snotty and messy and juvenile, but, to be fair, they couldn't help it. They were out of practice, and on Bob's side, he couldn't remember ever kissing anyone this way. It was awkward at best, but it also served as a wonderful distraction, allowing for Bob to forget all about what was to come and focus solely on this beautiful woman that was his. His love for her. That was what mattered most to him right now. He knew it was wrong to let go of the situation so quickly, but they just couldn't wait anymore. Bob needed more. This brief moment of bliss was the closest thing he'd ever got to how they used to be.

When she pulled back, her expression was unreadable as she looked up at him. He smiled as he wiped away her teary eyes and gently brushed some of her hair behind her ear with one finger before cupping her cheek with the other. He could see her eyes flicker across his face as she attempted to make sense of what had just happened.

"Sorry, I..." Y/N mumbled as she looked away, trying to think of something to say that would explain the mess of contradictory thoughts in her head. She retracted herself from him slowly and stood there awkwardly as he looked at her. "I...uh. I need a minute."

And then she was retreating into the spare room, closing the door firmly behind her as she did. Bob let himself slouch against the counter in disappointment, his hand dragging down his face as he sighed heavily. He had expected this outcome, yet he couldn't quite believe that it was actually happening. He was so used to having Y/N by his side, to have someone who understood that he didn't quite understand how to cope without her.

Had he just ruined things? After they'd been rebuilding, had he just fucked it all up? Thrown it all away? No. Of course not. Around half an hour later, Y/N reappeared like nothing had happened and sat beside him on the couch, questioning, "What we watching tonight?" as her butt hit the cushion. Bob gave her a quick glance as if she was crazy before turning back to the screen.

"This architect lady hit her head and is now stuck in a rom com, which is ironic because she says she hates them."

"Hmm... interesting." Y/N chuckled as she leaned back into the corner of the sofa, glancing over at Bob, who was shifting in his seat uncomfortably, looking anywhere but at her. She arched a questioning eyebrow before opening her mouth, only to close it and decide to comfort him physically rather than struggle to get the words out.

Lying down, she opened her arms for him. Hesitating for only a moment, he jumped forward to cuddle up against her, resting his head on her chest and listening to the beating of her heart, Bob's fingers traced random patterns on her arm. She pressed a kiss to his forehead, whispering, "I'm sorry. It was a bit too much all at the same time, y'know? I could've been nicer about it, could've explained, I'm sorry," against his skin.

"No, no, I'm sorry, darlin. I shouldn't have done that. It was a bad moment to choose to do that," Bob apologised, looking into her eyes with guilt etched into every line on his face.

A laugh bubbled out of her throat. "It was a bad moment to choose. You did manage to spook me." She placed her left hand on his cheek, running her thumb slowly across his stubbly jawline and stroking it softly until he relaxed. "But it was worth it. I've missed making out with you, I'll admit."

"Oh yeah?" Bob's face lit up, and he nudged his nose into hers. "Can I?"

Good naturedly, Y/N rolled her eyes as she closed the distance between their mouths. She felt him smile against her lips, his body relaxing and melting into hers. One of his hands rested on the small of her back while hers held his face in place, guiding him closer until he was crowding every single one of her senses, making everything else fade away. His kisses were light yet demanding, full of passion and passion alone. She let herself fall into it completely, letting herself delve deeper into whatever world his soft lips and gentle touches created for her.

Everything else fell away. Nothing else existed besides him and her. Her fingers tangled themselves tightly in his hair, and she tugged lightly on it, eliciting a low moan from him before they broke away briefly for air, leaving him panting and smiling against her cheek. He knew that was as far as they were going to get for today, but that's fine. It was enough progress that he could call it a win. As long as this continued, it could only be a matter of time until they acted like a physically affectionate couple again. But it still felt nice to know that this was finally, after what had felt like a lifetime, possible to make that leap.

Softly, her hand slipped under the hem of his shirt and rubbed up and down his spine comfortingly. Their bodies were aligned perfectly as he leaned his head onto her shoulder, nuzzling into her neck and smiling. These little moments of intimacy reminded her that despite everything, he was still her man, no matter what. She felt him sigh in contentment and knew he was thinking the same thing.

After all, he was a tactile person, she knew that, and holding out on him for so long made her feel like an asshole. It was difficult to navigate. There was this need in her to put the brakes on sometimes because, even though he was Bobby, he was still finding out what sort of things he liked and she never wanted to cross a boundary that she knew previous Bobby would've been fine with only to find out that that wasn't the case anymore.

It was like walking a tightrope. Every single step forward was a risk. And she was scared, so so afraid that the balance could tip at any moment and she would lose her hold on what remained of her sanity and plummet towards the earth below. She wasn't ready to give up her old life with him. It had been a good life. A really really good life. And now, when he was starting to find his feet in new ways, she couldn't ruin it by having a meltdown.

With the way he was looking at her - his eyes big, wide, and filled with hope - she couldn't keep the butterflies out of her stomach any longer. This was her husband, she knew that, but she'd been trying to ignore all of the love he'd been trying to give her. Seeing him here, all cuddled up to her, waiting to take his first steps towards building a future together?

Well, now she couldn't help but melt. She loved him. So much. But was he ready? What if everything changed tomorrow? What if he realised that this version of him wasn't meant to be with her? What if--

"What's your go-to karaoke song, darlin?" Bob asked and gestured towards the scene playing on the screen. She hummed a few times while thinking.

"We always used to do a duet."

"Of?"

"Somethin stupid."

"How does that one go?"

"Don't make me sing it."

"Come on! Please?" Bob pleaded, pouting as he tried to convince Y/N to go along with his request. She smiled gently at him, shaking her head. "Please please please? I'd sing it with you if I knew it."

Cheeks reddening a tinge, Y/N took a breath to try and remember the words to the song. She cleared her throat slightly before beginning to sing. Although her voice started out very timid and almost a bit shaky, the more she sang, the easier it became to get through the lyrics.

🎵I know I stand in line

Until you think you have the time

To spend an evening with me

And if we go someplace to dance

I know that there's a chance

You won't be leaving with me🎵

She blushed harder, a brighter red colour creeping up her cheeks as he listened intently to her sing. She felt a little silly, but he seemed to enjoy her singing anyway, so she didn't mind. His eyes roamed her entire being, and his expression became softer, his smile wider, his ears turning redder as well.

🎵Then afterwards we drop into a quiet little place

And have a drink or two

And then I go and spoil it all

By saying something stupid

Like I love you🎵

If it were possible, Bob's smile grew even dopier. Sure, her voice wasn't the best, but it was the sweetest thing he'd ever heard. Her hand was still rubbing circles against his back, her movements getting slower and slower, the warmth of her touch lingering on every spot. It felt like nothing he ever experienced before, and he wished time stood still just so that they could stay like this forever.

🎵I can see it in your eyes

You still despise the same old lines

You heard the night before

And though it's just a line to you

For me it's true

And never seemed so right before🎵

They used to sing this together, huh, that thought swirled around his mind. He could practically hear them singing, laughing and smiling, the words echoing in the air and making his heart warm with happiness, a contented smile curving across his features. And without having actually experienced it, he missed it.

🎵I practise every day to find some clever

Lines to say

To make the meaning come true

But then I think I'll wait until the evening

Gets late

And I'm alone with you🎵

As she neared the end of the song, Y/N finally got the courage to catch Bob's eye. She could feel his gaze on her, watchful and expectant, and her heart began pounding hard as she looked into those gorgeous blue eyes. The look of utter adoration in his eyes urged her to continue.

🎵The time is right

Your perfume fills my head

The stars get red

And oh the night's so blue

And then I go and spoil it all

By saying something stupid

Like I -🎵

Before she could end the lyrics, however, she found her lips pressed against his, silencing her tune and thoughts immediately. His lips pressed softly against hers, giving her no room to argue or pull away. With a gentle moan escaping her lips, Y/N melted into him, wrapping her arms securely around him and pulling him even closer until he was practically crushing her with the amount of love he held inside his heart for her.

His hands moved to her hair, tangling themselves in her curls as their lips locked in a deep kiss. Their tongues danced against each other, teasing, begging for access to each other's mouths. Y/N could feel Bob's excitement seep into their kiss. "I can see myself getting addicted to this," Bob breathed in between kisses. "You're so addictive."

For the rest of the movie, the pair continued snogging, both of them lost in the moment of their own private world. The movie played on with no interruption from either of the lovers. Even though it was a romantic comedy, the two couldn't bring themselves to care much at that point. All they could focus on was the other. The feelings brewed in their chests, their hearts beating frantically beneath their skin, filling them up with anticipation for what the following month might bring for them.

More progress was made the next day as Y/N had gotten tired of sleeping in the spare room. She was about to lie down and thought, 'actually no, I want to sleep in my own bed tonight'. "Hey Bobby," Y/N spoke into the walkie-talkie. "You awake?"

"Nope. I just nodded off."

That response had become a habit of them both. Although it no longer was funny - and maybe it never was - it was a little nighttime comfort they needed.

"Do you mind if I, uh, stay with you tonight? I'm kind of cold, and I've come to realise that I hate sleeping alone," Y/N asked, biting her lip nervously.

"Really?!?"

"Really."

"Get on in here!"

Giggling like a schoolgirl, Y/N hurried as fast as she could to him. She hadn't realised how excited she was, how badly she wanted to be with him until she was back in their bedroom, and he was opening his arms for her to fall into. In fact, she hadn't been sure she'd be able to last another night away from him.

"Get comfortable, beautiful," he cooed as he pulled Y/N onto his chest. The way he said it so nonchalantly, so casually that she wasn't spooked at all by the sudden contact with his bare torso. He stroked her hair tenderly before placing a soft kiss on her forehead and mumbling, "I can't wait to see your bedhead in the morning," against her hair.

"Shut it, Floyd."

"What? It's the truth! Every day you've got dressed and all prepared by the time I see you. Every single day. Every single goddamn day!" Bob exclaimed while throwing his hands up in faux exasperation. "I wanna see how pretty you are when you wake up, Floyd!"

"Yeah, yeah, lay the flattery on thick, pal." She bit playfully at his shoulder, causing him to groan and push at her head affectionately. As a quick apology, she pressed a kiss to the shallow bite mark she just made, then proceeded to nuzzle into the crook of his neck and fall asleep faster than she had in months. He chuckled to himself, holding her a little tighter against him as he closed his eyes too and fell asleep soon after. Bob was overjoyed to learn that her bed head was huge and unruly in the morning.

Two days later, Y/N went from long pj's to short pj's. Three days after that, shorts and a T-shirt. Then, one of Bob's shirts and shorts. In just over a week, Y/N was back to sleeping in the same bed as her husband wearing basically nothing. Obviously, all that skin to skin contact caused a certain kind of tension between the couple, and Y/N was slowly learning how to let it play out naturally as she enjoyed every second of it. It was steadily growing in intensity each night until she found herself looking forward to waking up in his embrace almost more than any of her dreams.

Awaking with a small whine, Y/N stretched lazily, unknowingly shifting away from Bob. His arm tightened around her waist instinctively in his sleep as he buried his nose further into the back of her head. There was no escape from his arms.They had become almost too comfortable to even try to get out of them.

And, just as it had gone since the Academy, Y/N could feel a very familiar poking directly on her butt. It wasn't an uncomfortable situation, nor was it something she wasn't accustomed to, yet after abstaining for so long, it was more of an effective seduction technique than either of them would've ever guessed. Smiling to herself, she reached behind herself and slowly brushed through Bob's hair to wake him up. He grunted at first, but upon feeling something tickling his scalp and a low hum vibrating in his chest, he opened his eyes and gazed down at her.

"Did I wake you from a nice dream?" she purred as she leant back on his chest and watched him rub his eyes in an attempt to clear his vision. His face immediately turned a few shades pinker at her words.

"Yeah, yeah, it was nice. A real nice dream," Bob admitted shyly, scratching at his neck as he averted his eyes to a random spot on the wall instead of making direct eye contact with her.

"It feels like you had a real nice dream."

"What....oh," he mumbled as the realisation dawned on him. The fabric of their underwear was the only thing stopping him from being inside her. And now that the knowledge was out there, he was getting ready to start apologising profusely, but he only managed a soft, "Oh dear."

Y/N couldn't hold back her laughter. She was completely overcome with amusement as Bob tried desperately to keep a straight face despite the obvious awkwardness the situation brought forth. Eventually, after many failed attempts at hiding a smile, he was unable to keep the corners of his mouth from lifting upwards.

"Oh, so you think this is funny, huh?" he teased, squeezing her closer against him and pressing his lips to her shoulder. Her giggles filled his ears instantly, sending warm waves of satisfaction through him. "You think my boner is funny, do ya?!"

He began to move his hips slowly, pushing his pelvis against her butt in slow circles, his hands playfully squidging her waist. He felt her tense underneath him, but she soon softened and rolled her head back onto his shoulder. This only seemed to spur him on further as his fingers started tracing patterns across the skin of her stomach, leaving light trails of ticklish sensation where his touches landed.

"Bobby, I..."

Instantly, he went to back away from her, but Y/N was quick to catch his arm and bring it back towards her body. As she did so, her fingers curled around his wrist as she kept her grip firm, ensuring he didn't slip away from her again. Y/N guided his hand to rest on the hem of her underwear and let go. If he wanted to go further, they would. If he wanted to stop, well then, that was okay too. She was more than willing to give whatever he wanted or needed. "Bobby, if you wanna touch, you can," Y/N asked, peering over her shoulder for his reaction. "Do you wanna touch me?"

"Fuck, yeah, I do. Really do," Bob replied breathlessly, a huge grin spread across his face as his fingers breached beneath the elastic of her panties, slipping their way in through the fabric and lightly grazing her hot flesh. As he touched her, she moaned softly, and he knew that was all the confirmation that he needed to hear to continue his exploration.

Each drag of his finger across Y/N's skin elicited some sort of noise from her lips, which she was sure Bob didn't miss. His fingers were experimental but gentle as they travelled across her skin. And each noise she made urged him to take his hand more firmly and press harder, to make her cry out louder.

"Hey, hey, no biting that lip, okay?" He quickly unhooked her bottom lip from her front teeth with the pad of his thumb. "I need to hear every pretty little sound that comes out of your mouth, baby. You have to stop trying to muffle it."

"Okay."

"Let it all out for me?" His voice was smooth as silk as he traced one finger around her entrance, then slid in and out slowly, giving her ample time to push him away if she needed to. She didn't need to. She didn't want to. In fact, she welcomed everything about him: his caress, the teasing touches of his fingers, the heat and the pressure of his body against hers, his husky deep tones calling for her attention. She craved it.

When he finally decided to thrust two fingers inside her, she let out a moan. It was a loud, guttural sound that vibrated the walls of their apartment and sent shivers down Bob's spine. It sounded so fucking sexy in the quiet of the morning. It sounded so sweet and needy that Bob just couldn't resist teasing her about it.

"You like my fingers, yeah? They're pretty big, aren't they? So tough...so big..." Bob whispered in Y/N's ear. He leaned in close to her, kissing along her jawline. His tongue licked up one side of her neck before sucking hard enough to leave a mark. "Is that why you're always messing with them? You're just waiting for the moment I wise up and use them to mess with your sweet pussy instead?"

Although it had begun as a way to keep herself focused during classes, yeah, that was a recurring thought process for Y/N. His hands were bigger than hers – by a long shot – firmer, and despite their rigorous worklife, she always bought him fancy fruity smelling hand cream so his skin wasn't like sandpaper. His touch demanded her attention. It made it hard for her not to lean back and just melt against him.

"Darlin, am I talking to myself here?" he demanded and slowed his movements so she'd gather some stability in order to give him an answer. "You gotta tell me if you like what I'm doing. Am I a quick learner?"

She took in a shaky breath. "You're a very quick learner." Y/N huffed out a weak laugh as Bob continued to pump himself inside of her, her hand grasping at his forearm tight. The look of excitement in his eyes was infectious; she found herself letting out small chuckles every time his fingers moved faster. "Been missing this, been missing how good we make each other feel." She craned her head back to peer up at him, a wide grin spreading across her features and shining against her face as she bumped her nose into his. "Do you feel how wet I am?"

"Sweet thing, I can hear it." He smiled as his lips grazed her cheekbone and lingered there, his arm that had been underneath her waist and was starting to become numb came slid under the thin fabric of the tank top she'd been wearing and ran the tips of his fingers along the length of her ribs. "Can I see you? Can I finally know you look like behind this tiny fucking top?"

If that's what he wanted. Y/N kicked away the duvet that was hardly covering them anymore and waited for Bob to let her have enough space to throw her top off. She tossed it aside without a care. His gaze flickered between her face and her chest, following the path of her naked curves as her breasts moved ever so slightly with every exhalation of air.

Abruptly, he scooted away on the other side of the bed and got to his knees. Y/N followed his every movement, watching his broad shoulders rise and fall with every movement he took. She could've sworn he looked nervous for a brief moment - who wouldn't be? it was almost as if he was about to lose his virginity all over again - yet it was such a contrast to how he'd just been acting.

"You okay?"

"Just trying to get a full picture." He held up his forefinger and thumb on both hands like he was getting the mental framing of her body absolutely perfect for future reference. To top it off, Bob even made fake camera clicking noises to complete his illusion. She couldn't help but laugh. He had never once taken her seriously in these sorts of situations. It was kind of endearing.

"You're such a loser, Robert," Y/N teased.

"I must be. You just called me Robert."

"Yeah, cause we're having a sexy moment and now you're making camera noises."

With deliberately slowness and sensuality, Y/N slid her underwear down her thighs, taking her time to strip them completely off and toss the piece away. Her fingers danced back up her legs until she reached her hips, and she would've put on more of a show if Bob hadn't given in already. Bob crawled over to her without a second thought, soon hovering over her and dipping down to capture her lips with his own. Their kiss was sloppy, messy, desperate and needy all at once, filled with longing and lustful frustration.

"Am I allowed...Can I- Am I allowed to go further or would you get weirded out? I can go cool down in the shower -"

All of Bob's mutterings were drowned out when Y/N kissed her way down his neck, stopping at his pulse point and licking at the salty sweat coating his skin. He sucked in a gasp, his hands coming up to rest on her lower back to steady her. The sensation made him shudder. God, he'd wanted this for weeks now but never dared to think that it might actually happen. He wanted her. He wanted her so bad.

But that didn't mean that he wasn't worried. Worried that maybe Y/N wasn't ready for what was happening between them. Maybe she didn't feel comfortable enough being physically intimate with him after all this time. Bob tried to swallow past the lump in his throat, yet Y/N knew he was worrying - she always had a sixth sense for this kind of thing - and gently cupped the back of his head to tilt it back and plant a gentle kiss onto his forehead.

"Do you want to stop? It's okay. We don't have to do anything right now if you don't want to," Y/N said, leaning forward to peck a quick kiss onto Bob's lips. "We can just cuddle if you'd prefer, hold hands, talk, read..."

"No," he cut in, his hand moving up and down Y/N's arm slowly in soothing strokes that somehow managed to be soft and firm at the same time. "I, uh, maybe you should think about if you want...if once we're, you know, done, you're going to be alright with us...you know, this... fingers are one thing, but my dick, I don't know, that's, like, overwhelming."

"Your dick is overwhelming, is that what you’re saying?" she deadpanned, her facade barely even there.

Groaning in embarrassment, he pushed his face into her neck, hiding himself from view. "Not in that way. You know what I mean." She began carding her fingers through his hair. When he lifted his head again, she pressed a lingering kiss to the tip of his nose and watched a faint smile appear on his face. "You know exactly what I meant."

"Bobby, I kinda guessed this would happen when I woke you up this morning. I'm ready to be overwhelmed by your dick." A wicked smirk curled up the corners of her mouth as she stared up at him. He gave her a crooked smile of his own and pulled her closer to press his lips firmly against hers, his hips grinding down in haphazard circles. "Take your boxers off."

"Yes ma'am."

In a flash, Bob had flung his underwear somewhere in their bedroom and was kneeling on the bed between her legs, his hand grasping onto her thighs and pulling her toward him. And despite the fact it was torturous to do so, Bob still took his cock into his palm and teased his head along her folds. "Put your cock in me."

"Say, please."

Y/N rolled her eyes, unable to believe the audacity of this man in front of her. Any idea that he was nervous had been thrown out the window. Honestly, it was nice that he hadn't reverted to the shy and awkward guy that she'd first got together with. Nevertheless, she did as he asked. "Please, baby. Please put your cock in me."

The look in his eye when he glanced down at her was so hot it left her breathless. There was this hunger inside of him, an unquenchable fire that she could no longer deny. And who was he to deny such a request? He could do nothing else but comply with Y/N's wishes. As soon as she spoke those words, all thoughts and reservations vanished from his mind, so, with an eager nod, Bob positioned his cock at her entrance, and began to slide himself into her wet heat.

Immediately, Y/N grabbed hold of his upper arms, bringing him close so that she could lock her legs around his waist, holding him deep within her. Bob bit his lip so hard he feared that it may bleed, but it was all worth it to watch her like this, the look on her face so pure and honest it took his breath away. "Oh god..."

"Give me a second," she urged. "I'm out of practice." She closed her eyes shut and breathed deeply before allowing herself to relax into Bob as much as her body was willing to let her. It felt good to be able to finally let the burden lift from her shoulders and give him her all.

With his hands comfortingly sliding up and down her waist, it didn't take long for her to adjust to the sensations of being stretched and filled and stretched some more. The friction of his palms, the warmth of his chest against her own, and the light tickle of stubble on his chin as he kept kissing her neck, shoulder and collarbone brought a shiver up her spine.

"Attaboy." Her words were accompanied by a small smack to his ass that earned a chuckle from him. Then, her tone turned husky as Y/N teased, "I've adjusted to your overwhelmingly big dick, Lieutenant. Feel free to move whenever you're ready."

Honestly, Bob was out of practice, too. Although, he couldn't remember a time when he was in practice. Whatever the case, he was glad they'd taken a quick breather since she felt so, so good and he didn't want to cum immediately. That would've been so anticlimactic in every sense of the word. "Whenever I'm ready? I've been waiting for you," he jeered back, his fingers tightening on her hips as he rolled his hips to hit a spot deeper inside of her. A whimper escaped her lips and she arched upwards into him, one of her hands gripping onto his biceps. "God, that was a pretty noise..."

He trailed off when she started a teasing, sloppy line of kisses down his neck, biting into his skin softly and leaving behind little marks of pleasure everywhere he went. He moaned low with each slow thrust of his hips. While every single stroke of her hand across his back only made him harder. And fuck, he loved it. It was like a drug, something that made every single cell in his body sing and dance and hum with delight; that feeling of satisfaction, the rush of adrenaline that coursed through him.

Although adrenaline has its limits. As their loving embrace upped in pace as they neared the finish line, all of a sudden Bob stopped with a groan and let all his weight fall on top of Y/N. He didn't cum, she would've felt that. Yet, he cleared up any confusion with a mumble of, "Fuuuck, thigh cramp.

Whispering comforting words in his ear, Y/N massaged his thigh to the best of her ability whilst Bob buried his nose in the crook of her neck. "It's okay," she comforted. "Just relax, pretty boy." They laid like that for a while. They laid there until he could feel his muscle stop aching, and Y/N slowly helped him sit up against the headboard.

Disgruntled, he let out a quiet sigh while running a hand down his face. "Sorry I ruined, uh, this. The mood, whatever..."

"I don't know about you, but I'm still in the mood." She perched on his lap, each knee on either side of his hips. He smiled as she leaned in to kiss his cheek. "I'm happy to do the work if you wanna continue." His answer was to lean forward and attach his lips to her chest, kissing, sucking and nipping at any place or area he pleased until he finally pulled away, looked up at her, and nodded. So, with his permission, she guided the head of his cock to her entrance once again and sank down on it. "Enjoy the show, yeah? You don't need to do anything else."

"Yeah," he breathed as she began to bounce up and down on his cock, taking him all in while she held his face in her hands and kissed him, his tongue stroking hers lazily, as his hands roamed across her back, caressing every curve and dip, every inch of skin he found. His fingers worked feverishly, kneading at her flesh in just the right places to elicit soft moans from the depths of her throat.

It felt like an eternity. An eternity he never wanted to end. The feel of her slick walls enveloping him, the way her muscles contracted around his length, and the sounds of her cries of joy, as she rode him with passion, made the room spin. All the while, he felt her hand moving rhythmically over his face, cupping his cheek with gentle strokes. He was in heaven. He was in paradise. He was so lost in her beauty that he barely realised the knot in his stomach was about to snap until it was too late.

"Keep going, keep, oh fuck, you haven't...keep going until you cum," he begged, his voice hoarse with lust. His eyes were half opened, his cheeks flushed pink with exertion, and the muscles in his abdomen tensed every which way as he fought to deal with how overstimulated he was becoming. To help her along, he quickly found her clit to circle his thumb over, causing her to throw her head back in pleasure and her chest further into his face. "Come on, darlin'. I can tell that you're really close, baby," he encouraged, watching her face scrunch up in pleasure as her orgasm came crashing down upon her.

Bob came to the conclusion that a month of this wasn't enough, but since that was their timer for now, he was going to savour every single moment. And he was going to make sure there were a lot of fucking moments.

Next Chapter -> Service With A Smile

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[1c3312]

12/31/2022

well. it's definitely been a year! i have mixed feelings about 2022, i don't think the year was horrible but it was absolutely not good at all. so much was done but at the same time it feels like nothing was accomplished at the same time, y'know? anyways, here's my year in review.

january: started off pretty shit with that heartbreak, not gonna lie. don't remember much else that happened in january

february: still heartbroken during valentines day but at least we had the cute GSA party. february has also been mostly forgotten

march: did anything important happen in march? SPRING BREAK! omg, the cruise and meeting all of those amazing people and then never seeing them after a week. what an awesome experience! i love that i got to share that time with my family

april: academic hall of fame induction!! losing a best friend over something miniscule. PROM OMG. drank for the first time

may: finishing and graduating high school 27th in my class with academic honors!!!! start of going to a boatload of grad parties, got covid right at the end of the semester

june: more grad parties!! hung out with friends a couple times, smoked for the first time, just kinda hung out

july: even more grad parties! just a lot more hanging out. had my grad party which was super fun!!

august: finally started driving!!! I TURNED 18!!!!!!!! came out to dad!!

september: GOT MY LICENSE!!!! could finally drive and i had a car!!!! started applying for job! had a dennys date w the grippers !! also started my awesome and cool stoner arc

october: I GOT THE JOB??????? first day goes super well, i could definitely see myself working here in the future!

november: lots more working!! have a cute little friendsgiving! also got november employee of the month???? how??

december: crashed my car :( do LOTS AND LOTS of working, friend christmas was so fun <33 got covid right before new years

that was the big parts of my year! lots of awesome days and lots of shit days in between as well. well, onwards into the new year! 2023 is gonna be big for me, i can just feel it

just a few new years resolutions i have: sticking to this daily journaling, starting testosterone and legally changing my name (MAYBE top surgery), coming out to mom and rest of family, picking up at least one new hobby, trying to stick with bass guitar, finally get my dream wardrobe and start dressing how i want to, do a little dabbling in dating, nose pierced 2x and at least one tattoo, hang out with friends so much more often, start working more hours (maybe move up?), smoke out of a bong, + a few more things

and now, the start of daily journaling...

how was today? today was okay!! just a lot of me being sick and sitting in my room. not super productive but i hope that i can start some pretty solid habits in the new year. i've got this!!

todays overall mood: neutral, not bad not good

last nights dream: don't remember

a memory i thought about today: being on the cruise and eating so much ice cream

favorite thing that happened today: dad made fried rice and pulled pork and it was so yummy!

internet drama update: andrew tate getting fucking arrested yesterday FUCKING FINALLY

how much did i smoke today?: probably 7-8 hits throughout the day and i'm bout to have a few more :P

did i work today?: nah bro i have covid rn!

todays weather: cloudy + a little rain. high of 38 low of 33

final day rating: ★★★☆☆

[naturesgender]

I'm Being Dramatic (kind of) it's just that i have a bunch more responsibilities this year (student theatre org presidentship, directing the yearly murder mystery for my theatre troupe [different than the producing org of which i am now president], lots of higher level bio and drama classes, acting thesis in the spring, etc) and i know that in order to not crash and burn i am going to have to figure out and really nail down a lot of tips and tricks for staying on top of my shit and working around my ADHD/autism that i have not fully mastered yet. i'm gonna need to

make time to work out. i feel SO much better when i'm actively exercising but it takes a lot of effort for me to stay in the habit for more than a couple weeks

really seriously decrease my scrolling time. it eats at my brain and eats at my time and makes me feel shitty and does absolutely nothing for me but occasionally show me a cute or funny video. instead i need to read and get good sleep and take deep breaths and go on walks

set lots of reminders and alarms for myself so that i remember to schedule my meetings and rehearsals and workouts and office hours and study sessions

really REALLY try to have well-established bedtimes and wake-up times and routines for those periods of my day. i cannot stay up scrolling i cannot sleep until 15 minutes before my classes, i've gotten away with it and there are definitely going to be times where it just happens and that will be okay, but i know i will feel so much better if i'm making an effort to get good sleep and give myself proper starts and ends to my days. i need to eat breakfast

there's other stuff but anyways aaaa it's stressful but!! first of all i really like school!! and my classes are going to be interesting!! second of all i do not need to do everything perfectly. in fact i cannot do everything perfectly because that is impossible. i can just do my best every day and say to myself "you know what. it is okay. and tonight we will sleep and then tomorrow we will try again. and it is okay." and third of all i have learned a LOT since i was a freshman and i will continue to learn as a senior! college (especially right when you're starting out) can be very overwhelming, and it doesn't end up being right for everyone (which is a whole other topic), but you do learn a lot about yourself and the things you need and the ways you navigate the world. i have done that and i will continue to do that because it is an endless process that will continue long after college. we are HUMAN BEINGS and i am a HUMAN BEING who is definitely gonna mess up at doing all the stuff i wrote but that is OKAY!!! it will all be okay!!! everybody reading this IT WILL ALL BE OKAY. i am hugging you and i am hugging me and we are all going to be alright

Senior Year!!!! Oh Boy