#anyway. brought to you by my 1 am lunch break

[mushroom-circles]

Since season 4 is confirmed to be Benedict’s season I’m saying now that Sophie should be trans. Either way.

Being able to dress up at the masquerade ball as their actual gender and experiencing euphoria and being not as cautious as they should be and being more themselves around Benedict than they have been around anyone in a long time and they both fall in love. Then identity shenanigans turned up to the max.

Thanks for coming to my Ted Talk

[dumbasslesbi2]

Let Me Read To You ~ Chapter 5 (Agatha x Rio Bookstore AU)

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4

Summary:

Agatha gets a call from her ex wife, Wanda wanting to see her but Agatha wants nothing to do with her. What will happen when Wanda finds out she's with Rio.

Notes:

DRAMA ALERT!!!!!!!! also some smut tbh.

Agatha was working at the shop while Rio was upstairs writing her new story, sorting and organizing the new shipment of books. All of a sudden she felt her phone vibrate and saw an unfamiliar number. With hesitation she answered it, unsure of who it could be. “Hello?” Agatha questioned, still organizing the books. “Hi Agatha” Wanda said in a loving tone. “What do you want Wanda” Agatha told her in a deadpan expression, already aggravated by the call. “What? I can’t call you? Don’t you miss me?” Wanda questioned, trying to press Agatha’s buttons. “No, I don’t” Agatha told her, still working. “Oh c’mon, don’t you want to see me?” Wanda said, trying to press further. “No and I don’t  need you trying to find out where I am either. I don’t want Nicholas to see you. He’s happy and I don’t want to ruin that” Agatha almost yelled into the phone. She was over this conversation already but didn’t have the heart to end it. “He doesn’t have to see me, I just want to see you baby” Wanda told her in a sickly sweet tone again. “Wanda, you have a husband and two kids. Before me there was Natasha who I should have listened to. Go back to your life Wanda and I’ll go back to mine. Goodbye.” Agatha told her, groaning as she hung up the phone. She got a bottle of wine and some snacks while heading upstairs, she needed Rio. 

Rio heard the door open and she instantly looked up from her computer. “Hi my love, everything ok?” Rio asked as she noticed Agatha’s expression. Agatha said nothing but put all the stuff she had brought on Rio’s desk and instantly took Rio’s chair out and sat on her lap. She hugged Rio and hid her face in her neck. Rio instinctually held Agatha and started rubbing up and down her back. “Sweetheart? What’s wrong?” Rio asked again, giving Agatha’s shoulder a kiss. “She called me. My ex wife” Agatha said, holding Rio closer. “What did she say?” Rio questioned, holding onto Agatha tighter. “She wants to see me but I told her no, that I don’t want to see her” Agatha told her above a whisper. “Mmm, well as long as you didn’t tell her where you moved to I don’t see how she’d find you. Plus if you want we can change your phone number so she doesn’t call you again” Rio said calmly, looking down at Agatha. “Yeah that’s probably a good idea. I just don’t want to deal with her anymore and I definitely don’t want Nicky to see her.” Agatha said with a groan, getting a headache just thinking about the situation. “And she won’t, I won’t let any of that happen my love” Rio told Agatha, caressing her  cheek. “Thank you Rio, I love you” Agatha said to Rio, kissing her on the cheek. Rio took the wine and poured a glass for the both of them. “So besides that, how’s the organizing going?” Rio asked, taking a sip. “It’s going, I got through about half of the new books before Wanda called,” Agatha said, practically gulping down the wine. “That’s good, thank you for doing all that baby.” Rio told her, taking one of her cigarettes and lighting it. “I still find it funny you don’t like organizing books but yet you decorate so well” Agatha said to her, laughing and taking her cigarette. “Because it’s work, if it wasn’t work I would probably enjoy it” Rio told her, blowing her smoke in her face as punishment for taking her cigarette. “God I hate you sometimes” Agatha told Rio, blowing smoke back into her face. “Mmm I think you love me” Rio said in a teasing tone to Agatha. “Maybe” Agatha said, side eyeing Rio. “Do you wanna go get lunch? I wanted to take a break soon anyways” Rio asked, kissing Agatha as she finished Rio’s cigarette. “Yeah, that sounds good,” Agatha told Rio, getting off her lap. 

It was two days later when Agatha had already changed her phone number and everything when Wanda showed up at her front door. She wasn’t home which Wanda thought was odd since she knew Agatha worked from home. She knew if she went looking into the town she would have to find her eventually, especially since it was such a small town. As she went into the more main area of the town she saw the bookstore and decided to check it out. Agatha did always enjoy reading so there was a good fifty fifty chance she would be in there. It was then when Wanda entered that she spotted the couple, flirting behind the register. Agatha had her hands on Rio’s hips and Rio had her hands around Agatha’s neck. “Well well well, no wonder you didn’t want to see me” Wanda told them, her arms crossed against her chest. “Wanda?!? How did you find me?” Agatha exclaimed, still holding onto her lover. “Don’t worry about it, who’s the side chick?” Wanda questioned, getting closer. “Actually I’m anything but the side chick. Also as far as I’m aware you divorced Agatha so why don’t you go ahead and leave like you left her” Rio told her, going around the register. Agatha was too shocked to speak, never expecting Rio to defend her like this. “Just because she’s divorced doesn’t mean we can’t see each other. Also what are you gonna do? Kick me out?” Wanda told Rio, agitated and getting closer to her. “Actually yeah, I will. This is my shop bitch and if you don't leave my girlfriend alone I'll make you fucking regret it.” Rio told Wanda in a dead serious tone, getting closer to her. “ I’d like to see you try,” Wanda said with a scoff but as soon as the words came out, Rio tackled her to the floor. “Rio!” Agatha exclaimed, trying to break up the two.  Agatha tried her best but she could break them up. Rio eventually got up from tackling Wanda and scratching her a bit and grabbed her hair. She dragged Wanda out of the store and kicked her to the sidewalk. “And if I ever see you here again I swear to god I'll kill you myself!” Rio exclaimed, wiping her mouth and shutting the door to her shop. 

She made sure to lock it before looking back at Agatha. “Rio, what the fuck!” Agatha yelled, getting closer to Rio. “Look I know that was stupid but I couldn’t let her-” Rio told her before getting interpreted by Agatha kissing her. “That was so fucking hot” she told Rio after she broke the kiss. “Y-you’re not mad?” Rio asked, taken a back from the whole ordeal. “At first but then I saw the way you took that bitch down and I've never been so attracted to someone in my whole life” Agatha told her, hugging her but letting go once Rio winced. “Aw my poor baby, let me go get some ice while you lay on the sofa” Agatha told her while walking away. “Tell me where you need the ice pack” Agatha asked her, laying down next to her on the sofa. “Just my knee baby, thank you” Rio said while putting the ice pack on her left knee. “Thank you for all that,” Agatha said, kissing Rio’s cheek. “Of course, I'd do it again. Fuck that bitch, she doesn't deserve you” Rio told her, giving her a quick kiss. “I still can't believe she found me somehow” Agatha told her with a scoff. “I'm more pissed about the fact she thought she could have you” Rio told Agatha, placing kisses on her neck. “Mmm, baby you're injured” Agatha said, trying to shift away from Rio. “Don't care, need you” Rio said, getting lower and nuzzling Agatha's stomach. 

She slowly lifted up Agatha's shirt and started kissing her stomach before unzipping her pants. “God you're so perfect my love” Rio told her, nuzzling her thigh and looking up at her. Agatha couldn't help but thread her hand through Rio's scalp. “Mmm not as perfect as you my love” Agatha said almost as a whisper as she slightly pushed Rio to where she wanted her. Rio propped herself up a bit to be able to shimmy down Agatha's pants and panties. She started licking and napping at Agatha's thighs. Agatha couldn't help but whimper and moan, she was practically puddy in Rio's hands. Rio stopped for a moment and started to kiss and nuzzle her bush. “Rio please, I need you” Agatha said, rubbing her hands on Rio's scalp. “What do you need my love? Rio asked, looking up at Agatha. “I need you, need you in me please sweetheart” Agatha told her, moaning at the mess she made her be. “ I'll think about it” Rio told her as she continued to spread and mark up her thighs. “Rio, please!” Agatha exclaimed, trying to grind for any friction but Rio wasn't having any of it. “Who do you belong to?” Rio asked, her breath heavy on Agatha’s pussy. “What?” Agatha questioned, never been asked this before by Rio. “Who do you belong to?” Rio asked again, looking up at Agatha. “You, you! I only belong to you Rio” Agatha began to exclaim, pushing Rio's head closer to her. Rio stopped teasing her and began to suck on her clit. Agatha couldn't help but practically scream from all the teasing Rio had done. “I'm only yours. Only yours Rio. Please don't stop, please!” Agatha plead, practically riding Rio’s face at this point. Rio was eating her out like it was her last meal and began to even pump two fingers into her. Agatha gasped as was shuddering from pleasure at this point. “That's right baby, all mine.” Rio murmured into Agatha's cunt. “Oh god baby! I'm gonna cum!” Agatha started yelling, gripping her hands into Rio's hair. Rio was going to tell her to stop but she was loving the pain. “Oh god Rio! My love, I'm cumming!” Agatha screamed, riding herself out on Rio's face. As soon as Agatha had caught her breath, Rio went back up to kiss her passionately. Agatha couldn't help herself and started licking off her own slick off of Rio's chin. “Mmm maybe I should get you jealous more often, I haven't orgasmed like that in a minute” Agatha told Rio, kissing her. “We can change that if you want” Rio told her snarkily, putting her hand down to Agatha crouch. “Not right now my love, let me take a breather” Agatha told Rio, putting her hand and her wrist. “Also I'm not letting anyone else have you. You're mine, sweetheart” Rio told her, entangling her hand with Agatha's. “Oh trust me, I've been well aware since night one. I've never been so badly marked before” Agatha said with a huff. “Need to let people know” Rio told her, bringing her hand to her face and kissing it. “How's your knee now?” Agatha asked, caressing Rio's face. “Better, especially now that I have you in my arms” Rio told her, giggling and giving Agatha Eskimo kisses. “Come on, let's go home. Nicky's probably waiting for us” Agatha told her, raking her hands through Rio’s hair. “Yes ma'am” Rio told her, giving a fake salute and a kiss on the cheek. Rio got up and went into her upstairs apartment which was now a glorified office when she wasn't home. She read over the last of what she wrote and smiled. She had left off on lady death, admitting her love for the witch and asking for a marriage ceremony. It had Rio thinking if it was finally time to ask Agatha Harkness for her hand in marriage.

[ebonysplendor]

Do you have a review of The Kid At The Back?

O_O;

Pfft...of course I do! What? You thought I just had it downloaded and in my "Play Later" stash for the past 2 - 3 months with the full intention of playing it and writing a review, just for it to never happen? Of course not~! Just to prove it to you, I will insert the entire thing right here, no links needed! And no, it's not because I didn't have it written until now, so don't think that! ANYWAYS.

TL;DR: I'm not worried about if this man is at the back. My question and only concern is can he hit it from the back?

Game Link: https://fantasia-kittcat.itch.io/the-kid-at-the-back-demo

Notable Features: Yandere LI, Custom Pronouns, Self-Insert (first and last name), Two LIs, 1+ Hour Long Demo Spiciness: 2/5 or 5/5 -- It depends on which version you get. If you get the regular degular free version, it'll be more innocent with some flirtiness here and there. If you pay for the NSFW version, it'll be way more sinful and the way that the Gods intended it to be. LI Red Flags: 4/5 -- Breaking-and-entering, possessive, drugged us, lack of consent; the usual stuff, but I can fix him

Wanna know more? Pfft, not if you aren't in the 18+ club you don't. Yes, that's even with nothing explicit popping off in the demo. So go on, get away. Oh? You're at least 18? Well, what are we waiting for?! Let's get into it!

...Okay, so I may or may not have completely lied about having this review written, but I mean, so what?! I'm making the review now, aren't I?! Cut a girl some slack!

Lol actually, all jokes aside, this gave me the push that I needed to go on and get it done. I've honestly been meaning to play this game for a hot minute now, but other things caught my immediate attention, and this kept getting pushed further and further back. All that matters now is that I've finally played it, I'm making the review, and we are here together as a squad.

Now, with that being said...

I find it extremely disrespectful that I waited so long to play this masterpiece; what was I thinking?

The story, so far, has me in an absolute chokehold, and I absolutely hate that it's only the demo because I want to know now. I am all over this story right now, and the dev is going all the way in with no remorse.

Not to mention, the LI -- or at least the one that I'm simping for, because there's two this time -- is just so damned good looking. What's even more attractive is that he doesn't play into the whole edge lord stereotype like some people we know. He's actually a pretty sweet guy so far! He has psycho tendencies, for sure, but a sweet guy overall!

Just as a side note, I have always had the weakest spot for a guy in alt/goth/emo/grunge -- all of that -- fashion. Like, the attraction that I have is ungodly, and I just...like, it's disrespectful how attractive I find them. Now, I want you to imagine our yandere LI...but with tattoos. When I tell you that I'd be ruined?!

Biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitch.

When I say ready to submit?! When I say ready to turn into the absolute best baby girl?

*Ahem*

Okay, now that I've got my degeneracy out a little bit, I'm going to start giving you a summary of the game so that you can be as absolutely geeked -- and in love with this man -- as much as I am. The game is really good, and like I said, the story is damned interesting thus far. Anyways, I'm going to stop yapping so I can start telling you about the game. Like always, I am going to tell you as much about the game as possible without ruining the game itself. That being said, let's finally get into it.

So boom.

Literature class is over, and we're getting our anime protagonist on. We're dramatically looking out the window thinking about how it's going to rain, and how it was super unfortunate that we hadn't brought an umbrella. ... Damn.

...Okay, well anyways! Now that we've had our main character complex solidified, we get up, and one of the members of the squad inquire about lunch before another one comes up behind them. Now, we aren't too worried about them anymore because we're looking at him.

Jericho "Crowe" Ichabod.

Classroom representative, close friend, and an absolute snack. While he has an anime antagonist aesthetic to him, he has the vibe of the supporting character and love interest of the anime protag, ya feel me? Like, we are feeling this man.

After we're done thinking about how much we simp over this man on the low, we respectfully reject the offer to go to lunch and instead hit the library, anticipating that addictive smell of books and coffee. Besides, we've got a paper to work on, so why not? We get our stuff, and we head in that direction.

Now, everyone knows about having unassigned assigned spaces, right? You know that whole thing when you get so used to sitting in a particular seat, or having a certain parking spot, or always studying in a particular room, so you just always gravitate towards it and kind've make this unsaid claim on it? Well, we have an unassigned assigned seat by this window in the library, and some bitch took it right as we were going towards it. How are we supposed to feed into our main character syndrome, if we don't have the window seat?

Whatever though. We're lowkey pissy about it, but we decided to let the kid have their moment. Everyone deserves their own episode, ya feel? We go find another seat.

Since this is the library and all, we start browsing the shelves to find a book for a little leisure reading. Was this the initial choice? No, but we weren't really trying to involuntarily focus on the fact that we got stuck sitting around all the gossiping "peaked-in-high-school" students. Shout out to that bitch who took our seat earlier. Your mom's a hoe, and I hope someone punches you in the face. Either that or you get in a knife fight. Either is good, just don't sit in my damned unassigned assigned seat anymore.

It gets worse though, because we can't even look for a book in peace. There's this loud ass thud from the book shelf right next to us, and whoever knocked into it hit it hard enough that some of the books almost came off the shelf. Of course, we've got to investigate the cause of this, so we try to catch a peek through a gap on the bookshelf and...it's honestly typical.

Remember when I told you about the "peaked-in-high-school" students? Well, we found another set on the other side of the bookshelf. These two students were harassing this other student for, what sounds like, no apparent reason. The situation escalates pretty quickly before one of the bullies absolutely knocks that other student's shit in. We just kind've wince because, damn that's tough...but, meh, it's not our business. The other bully then proceeds to pull out a pocket knife. Well, damn, I guess it's our business...

We jump in.

Lol don't get it twisted, though. We didn't do much, but we did do enough to get them to go away, which mattered more than anything because this guy was definitely about to end up in a hospital bed.

We help this poor, unfortunate soul up, and...gah damn, he's tall. Lol imagine my 5'2.5 -- 5'3 on a good day -- self helping this 6ft tall man up. Sheeeeeeeeesh. He should've curb stomped their asses, because he's gotta be rocking at least a size 14 shoe.

Anyways, I guess he kind've said "fuck us" though, because we were like "Nurse's office?" and he was like "Nah" and just straight dipped out after that. No "thank you", no nothin', and-- wait.

THIS BITCH WAS THE ONE SITTING IN OUR UNASSIGNED ASSIGNED SEAT. We know this, because he went and got his stuff from over there and then bolted out of the library! Well, that explained the punch to the face and the pocket knife. Honestly? Good look, universe.

Okay, okay, okay, enough jokes; let's get on with the rest of the story (kinda because avoiding huge spoilers).

We leave the library, too, after some more time goes by, and guess who's in our next class...

The bitch that stole our seat The guy from the library. Huh...never noticed him before this point, but that's probably because he sits at the very back of the room.

He must've noticed us, too, though, because when we make eye contact, he get's all flustered in the face and looks away.

Now, admittedly, after that encounter in the library, we're kind've curious about this kid, and, again, it's dope how the universe works sometimes because, for this class, we need a partner, and wouldn't you know it?

We don't have a partner, he doesn't have a partner, so we do as the Gods intended and pair up.

Contrary to how he looks, he actually isn't the tsundere of our cast.

He -- his name is Solivan Brugmansia, by the way; he likes to be called sunny Sol -- is actually a pretty okay dude!

He's not that stereotypical emo boy edgelord or that arrogant hard ass that thinks the people around him are idiots. He's actually pretty nice and legit doesn't mind our company; he's even open to seeing us outside of class just to casually hang out and talk. He's also pretty -- very, extremely... -- damned attractive, if you don't mind me throwing that in. Something else that I wanna throw in is that -- you remember when I mentioned that he rushed out without saying "thank you"? -- he said "thank you" and really appreciated us jumping in to help him.

Pretty grateful that he didn't make it to the knife fight portion of our threat. I would've never made that threat if I knew he was going to be this sweet of a guy.

Anyways, class gets out, we exchange numbers, and make mentions of hanging out in the future before parting ways for the day. We get back home, text some of our friends and the new bae, and eventually go to sleep for the next day to roll around.

As mentioned, the next day rolls around, and we're with the squad making lunch plans. While this is going on, we find new bae in the crowd of students in the hallway. Naturally, we call him over, but in hindsight, this was not the brightest idea. We didn't really account for the fact that OG bae and new bae were going to catch a bad vibe from each other.

And boi, did they catch a bad vibe. More accurately, they caught a "you're competition" vibe.

At this point they're sizing each other up, and it's like, please don't do that, because I'll take you both...then again, I am leaning more towards one than the other.

But it might get bad depending on whoever we pick, and we've definitely got to pick.

I have got to give the fattest shout out to whoever sent that anon message in, because they've pushed me to stand on business and play this game, and it was so worth it.

Honestly, where do I even start with this? The art style, the bae, the plot -- dear Gods the plot. I am so invested in this story! You'll understand once you play it for yourself, but it's like...what is going on?! What is going on behind closed doors? Why are things starting to get not so black and white? Like, I am extremely suspicious of the things that are going on in this game. Like, the dev(s) didn't have to go in on the art style and the story like that. Speaking of the art style...

Y'all know that I have a thing for the way that games look, and baby, I am in love. I love this whole "comic book" vibe that this game has going on. Like, I just love the shadows behind the characters and their designs and how they're written and just -- I honestly can't give you a clear depiction of how much I love the art style or exactly what about it I love, but I love it. I just love the style of this game, how it looks, and how it flows.

Anyways, I think this game is definitely worth it, and shit, based on what I managed to dig up and research, those $5 to unlock the sin is worth it. Not even because the CGs or the scenes that were made exclusively for the degenerates were revolutionary or anything, but because I really feel that this is going to be a great damned visual novel once it's complete, and it is so deserving of that monetary support. The amount of work that has already gone into this game in its demo stage is impressive, and I am super excited to see what else is in store. Like, I'm really trying to see what day 3 is about at this point, and I'm trying to get to the part where Sol starts clapping these cheeks. I will do a lot more than just research the NSFW scenes, I'm going to drop some cash to experience that firsthand. BRING ON THE OTHER 5 DAYS. MY BODY IS READY FOR IT!

But seriously, when is Sol going to start hitting it from the back...? And no, I ain't scratching it out this time! Y'all know what it is at this point! You know full well that I am a degenerate.

Lol okay, anyways, all jokes aside, that's it from me.

Like I said, I'm really excited for this full game to drop, and I will gladly spend the money for it whenever that time comes. That being said, I definitely recommend it. If you want the NSFW version, you do have to spend a minimum of $5 to unlock it; however, if you're low on cash, you're still able to play, but it'll be the SFW version -- both are really good either way, so don't let that deter you.

I'll go ahead and put a link for it right here so that you can head on over and get in on this amazingness. As I always like to remind people to do, once you get to the dev's page, leave them that ever warm "Yo, this shit is fire..." to give them some verbal validation, and if you're feeling really fancy, drop some financial validation, too. Either way, definitely play this game because it is good and so worth the (minimum) hour of playthrough.

Welp, that's all from me, friends! As always, please remember to drink water, don't be dumb, and hope to see you around~!

The Kid at the Back (DEMO)

[itsthestutterforme]

“Invisible String” 1/2 (Rafe x black!reader)

Summary: Rafe fell into the drug scene when you were off at college. You started to get worried because he stopped calling and answering your texts so you came home.

Prompt credit @promptsforthestrugglingauthor : “Don’t you think you could be doing something better with your life?” “No, I’m happy right where I am.”

Notes: GIF is not mine, all mistakes are my own, friends to lovers trope, slow burn trope

**

You felt your body weigh with disappointment when you opened Rafe’s room to see it empty. You and Rafe were in the same graduating class. You were the tutor that helped bumped his grade up just enough to graduate and you’ve grown close since then.

You went to parties together and he would make you tag along whenever him and his friends planned a trip together. You weren’t exactly a Kook but your mother is a successful realtor all over North Carolina.

She would travel a lot for her job and your dad was out of the picture, so you were left wandering your three story house all alone. Until you decided to get your Doberman puppy named Cane to raise and keep you company. You put him through service dog training so your university would allow him to stay with you.

After graduation, you left for college at Duke University. You would call Rafe at least twice a week to stay in touch. From when you would talk to him, he would mention the pressure his dad was putting on him to prepare him for that family business. When truthfully, he didn’t want anything to do with the business.

Ward would say that it doesn’t matter what he wanted and to suck it up like a man. He said Rafe was essentially born to take over the family business. Ward refused to pay for Rafe’s tuition at North Carolina State University, so Rafe ended up flunking out.

Then one random night, Rafe stopped returning your calls. Naturally you were worried because it was unlike him to go quiet. You grew more anxious each day when you checked your phone to see no text or call from him. The two of you shared your location always. It was his idea to share locations because you were moving three hours away and he didn’t trust college boys for shit.

Your anxiety really started to spike when you saw that Rafe disabled his location feature when you tried to check his location. So you came home early from winter break to figure out what was happening and here you were.

You knocked on Sara’s door and no answer either. “Hello?” You called down the halls in Tannyhill. Where the hell did everybody go? you thought to yourself. “Hello?” You heard someone answer back. You heard footsteps move upstairs and that’s when you realized it was Wheezie.

“Hey Wheezie,” “Y/N, I didn’t know you were back home.” You met in the hallway and she gave you a warm hug. “Yeah I just came back today.” You answered, rocking her side to side and she smiled. “Where is everyone, Wheez?” You asked when she pulled away. “Everyone disappeared, honestly. Rose is on a business trip with Dad in Barbados. Sarah is with John B and the rest of his friends. And Rafe..” she trails off, chewing on her bottom lip anxiously.

“What happened with Rafe, Wheezie?” You asked slowly. “He’s on drugs. Sometimes he would come home high and other times he wouldn’t come home at all.” He did what? Your heart sank in your chest. “Why didn’t your parents take you with them?” “I’m not allowed on business trips. They would have just left me in the penthouse anyway.” She answered, your heart broke when you saw his sad and defeated she was.

Why would they leave an eleven year old girl by herself? It reminded you too much of your childhood growing up. And you didn’t like it one bit. “When does your parents come back from their trip?” “Saturday,” “What do you say we go out for lunch and icees? You could pack a bag and come stay with me and Cane until your parents come home.”“You brought Cane with you?” She asked excitedly. “Of course. He’s in the car.”

“Yes! I’ll go pack a bag now.” She jumps up and down a few moments before rushing into her room. In the meantime, you clicked Rafe’s contact and hovered over the call button but restrained yourself. Wheezie comes back with a weekender bag and a bright smile on her face.

“You ready, kiddo?”

**

There you stood in front of a rundown trailer with Rafe’s dirt bike parked in front of it. Wheezie mentioned that Ward kicked Rafe out of the house because of his drug addiction but put a tracker in his dirt bike to keep an eye on him. You told Wheezie that you would be right back and to keep an eye on Cane. But now that you think about it, this place looks sketchy and you could use Cane right about now.

You used a satellite to triangulate his general location based on the type of tracker Ward used. The general vicinity of the bike was in a trailer park called Lakeside. You walked around the entire neighborhood until you found Rafe’s bike. You let out a shaky sigh as you approached the trailer and walked up the steps.

The sun was setting, making the neighborhood look even more scary. But you swallow your fear because you needed to see Rafe. You had changed into some jeans and a red crop top with matching red Vans. You tucked your knife in your front pocket, hoping you wouldn’t need it. You had sent your college friend your location just in case.

You raised your hand and knocked on the door. “Who is it?” Someone calls, his voice had a heavy accent. “I’m looking for Rafe,” you said through the door. “Who?” “Rafe-“ the man opened the door and held a gun in his free hand, “Cameron.” Your eyes looked passed the man to the Rafe laying on the couch with his mouth open and his eyes closed.

“Who are you? His girlfriend?” The man asks, giving you a once over. “No,” His golden tooth shined as he smiled at you, tucking away his gun under his belt. “Can I come in?” You asked, slowly raising your hands in surrender.

“Sure, pretty lady.” He opens the door wide enough for you to walk through. Your rushed to Rafe’s side and held his face in your hands. “Rafe,” you said softly, gently shaking him. Judging from the weight of his head in your hands, he was out cold.

“How come I haven’t seen you around here before?” The man asks. “I’ve.. been in college.” You hesitate. “Ah, so you’re a college girl. Did you go to school with young blood?” “Yes,” you tap Rafe’s face and shook him but no avail. “Come on, Rafe. Wake up.” “He’s out cold, sweetheart. He’s been taking hits all day.”

You stood from the floor and crossed your arms. “Sorry, Rafe.” You wind your arm all the way back and slapped his cheek, your hand still stinging from the contact. “Damn!” The man encourages. Rafe jumps up when he awakens and yells at man. “What the fuck, Barry?” Rafe snaps. “It wasn’t me, young blood. It was your girlfriend.”

“Girlfriend?” Rafe’s eyes finally settle on you and his mouth falls open. “Y/N?” He looks at you like you were a ghost. “You weren’t answering my calls. I got worried.” You said softly. “It’s not safe for you here. You should go.” “Not without you,” “You got a tough one, Rafe.” Barry says as he eyes you.

Rafe stood in front of you protectively. “Come on. Let’s talk outside.” Rafe suggests, taking your hand and leading you outside. “Awe, but she just got here.” Rafe closed the door and led you down the stairs. He stopped and turned to you as if he was scared to meet your gaze. He lets go of your hand and your hand grew cold without his touch.

“What are you doing here, Y/N?” He asks softly. “I could ask you the same thing,” you said, crossing your arms. “Is he why you haven’t been answering my calls or texts? And why is your location off?” “You shouldn’t care about me, Y/N/N.” “Well tough shit, I do. Now tell me what’s going on?” He grew silent and finally looks at you. “Dude,” you hit his chest when he doesn’t answer you.

“I’m a nobody. I’m never going to amount to anything. Either I inherit the family business or I’m a nobody and there’s no point in doing the first option because I’ll always disappoint Dad. So I give up, alright!” “No, you don’t get to do that! You don’t get to give up on yourself. You are twenty years old, Rafe. Life is just starting for you- for both of us,” you closed the gap between you. “I flunked out.” He says, awaiting your disappointment. It’s not like the feeling was new for him.

“That doesn’t matter. There’s always community college or a trade. You build something of your own so no one can take it from you.” “You need to go, Y/N. Be friends with someone who doesn’t drag you down with them,” he presses his chest to yours and you stared up at into his porcelain blue eyes.

He smoothed a hand over your braids and kisses the top of your head. He held you for a few moments before stepping away from you and walking back towards the trailer. “Don’t you think you could be doing something better with your life?” You turned around to face him. “No, I’m happy right where I am.”

He reaches for the handle but pauses when you said, “Are you?” You let out a sigh before continuing, “If this is the last time we see each other then I want you to have this,” you unlatched your favorite pendant that had tigers eye in the center. You got it on a trip to Salem, Massachusetts.

You place the pendant in his hand and closed his hand around it. You met his gaze once again but you didn’t have anything else to say. You brushed his shoulder when you walk passed him, hugging yourself when the cool breezed touched your skin.

He wanted to run after you and tell you to take him home with you. But.. deep down he knew it was for the best, so he let you go. He waited until you went into your car, noticing you wipe the tears away with the back of your hand. He opened the door to the trailer and let out a huff when he fell back on the couch. Holding your pendant in his hands, he rolled the crystal between his thumb and pointer finger.

“Damn, country club. You have taste. I’ll give you that.” “You touch her and I’ll kill you,” he snaps, venom dripping from his voice. “You have feelings for her, huh? Not a good thing to show your drug dealer. Now I know who to go to when you don’t pay me.” Barry jokes, his smile falling when Rafe slowly stands from the couch.

“Relax, dude. I was just joking! Besides we’re partners now, right?” “Whatever man,” Rafe says, advancing the bathroom to take a shower.

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Chapter 1

Masterlist

"That's it? I got the good ending but why do I feel so unsatisfied with it?"

The city streets are bustling with noises from cars and trucks honking horns and screeching their tires to the clacking of people's shoes and idle chatter.

One of those people being you, (Y/N) (L/N), currently waiting at the cross walk for it to turn green so you can get back to work since its been up for a good 5 minutes since your lunch break ended.

"I only played it for the villianess anyways but in the end she died." mumbling to yourself and in truth that was truly the only reason you got hooked on the game after a Co-worker showed you the character , Sasha Evermore, who looked and acted exactly like you minus the master manipulator part. She was part of a otome game called “to catch a prince”, a game that popped out of nowhere and instantly became a hit amongst the crowd that includes you.

The weird part was as you started the game the parts with sasha would pang your heart with sadness,disgust, and anger but always written it off as indigestion or heartburn. You pitied her for some odd reason but others look at you crazy when you express this notation to them. Writing it off as just another one of your favs getters killed off to further write the protagonist’s narrative.

Sighing and holding the app down you press the tiny 'X' next to it and clicked the "delete app".

Only,it didn't delete. You repeated the same steps and still nothing. You hold it down and move it to ensure you're not crazy. that it was there. Trying one more time to do it; you never noticed how you were planted in the middle of the crosswalk. So into your own world you never heard the screams of the people who sat on the sidelines or the horn of the truck coming full speed and unable to hit the the brakes in time.

It was when you registered what was happening that is was to late. Your phone flee in the air and landed next to you with a cracked screen and fighting to stay on. Mangled body twitching in its last moment as people gather to gaze upon you like an animal in the zoo. Some calling the police and the trucker sputtering out apologizes. No one saw your eyes flicker to your screen that miraculously light up with a single message and angelic voice to accompany it " @яε ¥ꪮʊ яε@∂¥ ⊥ꪮ εҳ⊥я@ḉ⊥ ¥ꪮʊя яεṽεηɠε, ʟꪮ⊥⊥ʟε ꪮηε?"

Your brain bloated and swollen from impact that you couldn't recognize the familiar warm voice. It was in a instant your phone began to shake and shoot out a beam of white light that sucks you in as you succumb to darkness.

ꕥꕥꕥꕥ

"He...llo? Hello~?"

Groaning in response and holding your head trying to register what is happening. Slowly blinking trying to adjust to the light in the room.

"You're finally up?" the soft voice next to you speaks sweetly to you as the clanking of cups and bowls hit eachother until they meet a bedside table.

Sitting up and looking over you are met with the sight of a long blue haired that framed a round brown woman. Her eyes are the darkest purple that had literal stars in place of pupils and her smile she stares at you with is the brightest stunning white. She stands in some sort of white sheer dress showing off her cleavage while she tilts forward to hand you the bowl of food.

You take it hesitantly and look from the bowl back up to the large woman a few times waiting for her to tell you that you're in heaven but nothing was said. The only thing you saw was her child like innocent aura as she stays seated close to the large bed you laid upon watching as she's aswaits for you're approval.

"I'm sorry but who are you… Where am I? Wasn't I...dead?" You push the ceramic bowl away and the feel of the deflation of the atmosphere around the woman's.

"oh? I um—I am sorry," she pokes her pointer fingers together and puffs out her cheeks, " I got caught up with meeting my favorite person and I didn't bother to introduce myself. My name is Hesitia . I am the entity that brought you back to life...twice. Kind of hurt that my idol doesn't remember me." She snaps her fingers making the bowl disappear.

"Brought back? Died twice?" You could see her nod her head to confirm your mini question, " what do you mean by idol? No wait, How did I die twice?"

"That's a lot to explain. Come,let me show you." She stands at her full height of 7'2 while pushing her hair behind her ears while extending a hand out to you.

Taking it without hesitation. Being determined to find out anwsers as you get pulled to your feet. Not expecting to be wearing the same sheer white gown as the large woman but more tailored to your size.

She brings you to an open space that has tall and pristine pillars surrounding the large area. She pulls you into her side and drape her arm over your shoulder.

"You have no sense of personal space ,huh?" you ask peeking up at her.

"nope," she giggles and pops her 'p'," now shush and watch." Waving her hand the area goes pitch black except two large orbs that held two human beings wrapped up in themselves. Hesitia and yourself walk up to them your steps illumanting one by one all the way.

You put your hand against the one you couldn’t recognize with such care and stare at it with awe, " is that...me?" You look back at the brown skinned deity with stars in your eyes.

"Yes,those are both versions of yourself. Right now your soul is preserved in this room I created when you first died," she puts a hand on your  shoulder as if she knew the next question, " like I've stated before this isn't your first time being dead, my little one. The first you had met a unfair end. To make is simplier, Have you ever heard of the woman Sasha evermore?"

"You mean the villainess from how to capture a prince?"

"precisely,lovely.  Except sasha is actually you. I made the game for you not to forget where you started. But I guess now that I say it out loud, its confusing and complicated. I'm still new to the whole resurrection plot. I was just so excited to meet my idol." She scratches her cheek in embarrassment.

"how can there be two of me? And how am I your idol?"

" well I've been assigned to watch over you since I came out of goddess training ,hehe. You were so powerful and demanding in everything you did since you were born. It made me become quite a fangirl," she giggles," how there is two of you is like what I stated before. Your first life you had died by your one true ,love. So in love you had choose to walk down the road of being naive and oblivious to his actions.Personally,He was not my cup of tea but sadly I can’t interfere. That’s a Different department and lots of paperwork I don’t wanna do. But to sum up the rest you were put to death after being framed and I as your personal goddess and guardian chose to strike a deal with you."

" Can I ask what deal former me made?"

" of course!" She claps her hands together and pulling them apart as a golden contract is constructed in the space," when I brought your soul here the first time. You told me you wanted revenge on those who wronged you. Your heart was tainted black and as the rules state I needed you to have a pure and clean one in order to make that happen.  But since you are my #1 I slightly bent the rules with some help, “she leans in to whisper yell , between you and me I owe favors to a lot of my older sisters.” She squished the golden paper making it disappear.

"So am I officially dead now?"

"No you aren't dead, silly. What would happen to the story! I just had to wipe your memories and put you in your once current timeline to make your heart pure again. Sorry about the truck. I couldn’t think of another way,but now what I can finally do," she gathers you in a hug and squeezes you letting your feet dangle off the ground, " is send you back to before you met your unfortunate demise by that vile woman."

"Vile woman?"

"Tut tut. I can't give away to much information or I'd get in trouble with the big guy upstairs." the dark space disappear and restore the room to its originality as she carries you back to the bed.

"I'm going to put you back to sleep because I can’t keep you here for long but when you awake you should be back in your past self’s body and you should retain memories from your modern self and this conversation. As I can not interfere I can only allow you to have a few memories of your previous life. The rest you will have to discover over time. Now you might feel a bit dizzy it’s a side effect of gaining your past memories,” she places a kiss on your forehead, “Please remember I'll be with you, (y/n) and will check in on you."

It was her final words to you before putting you back in a state of slumber.memories from a being you couldn't remember come back to you like a train hitting you.

"lady (y/n), you are to ne the betroth to prince izuku Midoriya." You at a young age are holding hands with a green haired boy that looks to be of the same age.

"She pushed me down, Zuku" the green haired boy is now holding a brown haired girl closely to him as you’re on the ground. In a crowded place.

"Disgusting vile woman. Such a title for an orphan" this time you’re in a col dripping wet cell. Chains bounding your legs and hands together as a older man shoos away the knight that was guarding it.

Your eyes shoot open to light shining from a large window at the side of the bed. Blinking the sleep away as you look around the decorated room. Your first instinct was to look into the mirror that is across from your bed and you remember the opening scene of the game. The pajamas where the same as the villainess in the game. You try to move from the bed to gain a closer look but a hit of wooziness and a turning stomach hits you like a bat and you fall over. You try to grab onto the bed for footing but you miss it by a inch thus making you hit your head and passing out on the ground.

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I’m the anon who asked requested Tsuna for the tea prompts when you first did them and I am once again in a Tsuna mood (1? 2? years later lol??) and needing your beautiful writing lol. Can I request Black Tea, Chai and Milk Tea for him? Appreciate you and your work always!

banging my head against a wall, I wish these were a little longer or a little better, but they’re satisfactory enough I think. I hope you like them anyway, anon!! and thank you so much!!

character/s: tyl!sawada tsunayoshi, adult reborn, reader-insert (gender-neutral)

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warnings: n/a

prompt: tea prompts (black tea, milk tea, chai tea)

black tea; what do they look for in a person?

kindness, first and foremost. you must be a kind person, someone willing to help others. he’s met all kinds of personalities, but above all they all come together when help is needed. that goes for a partner. especially because as a kid he was treated so roughly; someone who is nice is the foundation of a perfect partner for him.

“Tsuna, I brought you some food.”

You held up a plate with a couple pastries on it and Tsuna hummed lowly. “Thank you, dear. You didn’t have to.”

“You haven’t taken a break in a few hours now, so of course I did. You can’t focus if you’re hungry.”

You only smiled when Reborn made a low noise, something like amusement. “Perhaps you coddle him too much? What would he do without you?”

“Ehh, I think it’s fine to coddle him a little bit!”

You set the plate down gently on Tsuna’s desk after he made some space for it. “Right? You’ll let me coddle you, won’t you?”

Tsuna pet one of your hands gently before taking it in his and squeezing. “Thank you. If you’d like to, you can. I appreciate it.”

“Yay. If you need anything, just ask.”

“I will, thank you.”

milk tea; what are their kisses like?

gentle, but confident. once he gets older, and has been with you for a while, there’s no hesitation in his kisses, or any of his actions. after a while, he becomes comfortable and thus does not need to worry about what he does, especially because he learns quickly what you do and don’t like as well

“I found you. Have you eaten yet?”

You turned to smile at Tsuna as he entered the kitchen, one of his arms slipping around your waist comfortably. “No, not yet. Why?”

You tilted your head without any instruction to, like habit, and Tsuna pressed a kiss to your lips with a pleased hum. It was short, and you followed him when he pulled away. His soft laugh could be felt on your lips.

“I wanted to come get you so we could go get lunch together, if that’s okay.”

“Of course it is.”

chai tea; how do they spice up their relationship?

assuming his partner can’t fight, he probably doesn’t take you many places with him when it comes to jobs, missions, etcetera. so I think he would fix this by taking you on specific trips overseas that are unrelated to work; if it’s unrelated there’s less chance people know where you’ll be and he gets to spend more intimate time with you, so it’s a win-win. the best one was obviously taking you to Namimori for the first time

“Ahh, what a cute, quaint town! It’s so nice here.”

Tsuna watched you rock back and forth as you looked out the window of your hotel, taking in the town again after you’d gone exploring earlier in the day.

“I’m a little jealous of you all. What a nice place to be raised in.”

“Mm, I agree. I think it’s a great place to raise a family.” He paused for a moment. “I had fun growing up here.”

You hummed lowly, thinking over his short pause carefully. You straightened, pushing off the windowsill to turn and face him, leaning back against it.

“I bet it was! Haha, thinking of you all running around causing trouble for everyone… Makes me wish I could’ve met you all sooner.”

He smiled widely at this, head tilting. He stepped closer when you waved at him too, crowding you up against the window. You happily grabbed his coat and tugged him down closer, lips ghosting over his.

“I think you would have fit in well with our little group,” he murmured. “But we can make new memories now, so it’s fine, isn’t it?”

“Right. We can start right now, too. Indulge me?”

“Of course.”

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Sunflower, Book 1, chapter 27

Tom Hiddleston x OFC Series rated: M Chapter warnings: Flashback smut afterglow, speaking of a condom AN: Sorry for being so late Dearhearts- we had to set up for my daughter's birthday party <3

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~~~~~<3

Tom had so much he wanted to say the night before but instead, he had suggested Mia go ahead to bed without him. She hadn’t argued as he threw out needing to make some calls as a excuse. He stayed up lost in his own thoughts while taking care of the last bit of tidying, enjoying the silence of the apartment. 

He was a coward, he knew that. It wasn’t necessary for someone to be around to tell him that. The silence around him did the job just fine. 

He needed to tell her how he felt but it was so easy to just push it off for another day. What was the point anyway, she would just push him away.

He made his way to bed once he was sure Mia was asleep, like a coward. 

~~~~~<3

The morning came with the harsh sunlight of the desert. He was becoming accustomed to it. It also brought with it the weight of Tom’s last day with them for a few weeks. 

Mia seemed to tip toe around him until she left for work, feeling the same awkward tension in the air that he did. 

“Did you and mom get into a fight?” Sally had asked as the door latched shut behind Mia.

“Why do you say that?” Tom asked, leaning against the counter and finally relaxing. 

Sally shrugged. “It’s different.” 

“Sometimes adults just act different.” Tom offered, “It doesn’t mean we got in a fight.”

“Is it because of me?” Sally’s little lip quivered as questions came fast. “You’re not going to stay gone, right?”

“I promise you,” Tom came around the counter to kneel in front of Sally, “I will come back. You didn’t do anything. Your mom didn’t do anything. It’s just grown up stuff that makes me worry sometimes about all sorts of things that have nothing at all to do with you.” He felt like a fish out of water having this conversation without Mia there to guide him. 

“Okay,” Sally said and just like that, the topic was closed letting Tom return to his tasks in the kitchen. 

“You should go on a date.” 

“Why do you think that?” Tom asked, cutting up a bowl of fruit for his tiny companion. 

“Because that’s what boyfriends do,” Tom couldn’t deny such a statement. “And I don’t want you to go away and not come back.”

“Sally, I am going to go but I will come back here.” 

“But what if you don’t?” Sally pushed a slice of apple around her plate. “What if you go away and decide you don’t like Mommy and me anymore?”

“I won’t.” Tom took her little hand in his. It was sticky thanks to the fruit.

“Dad said he wouldn’t leave either.” Sally softly said.

Tom knew then that this was a continuation of last night. He made his way around the counter and took a seat on the barstool right next to Sally. He wanted every bit of her attention on him. 

“I am going to come back,” Tom said seriously, “I promise. I am not going to get tired of you and leave. I’m not going to get upset with you and leave. I’m not going to get into a fight so big with your mom that I leave. When I have to travel for work or to see my family, I am going to come back. I am always going to come back.”

~~~~~<3

Mia was sitting at the food court table with an oversized T-shirt and leggings over the skimpy mini dress and stockings. It was usually how she took her breaks. If you looked like part of the Vegas attraction, you were approached even if you were obviously on your lunch break.

On the table next to her food, her phone buzzed to life. Tom was always good about providing her updates about his day with Sally. It didn’t surprise her that Sally had been worried about Tom leaving them. She expected the text to be another update about Sally’s insecurity. 

Tom: How do you feel about going out tonight?

Mia frowned at her phone. She wasn’t usually one for going out after work but this was Tom’s last night.

Mia: Sally probably won’t want to be with a sitter.

Tom responded nearly instantly: It was her idea

Tom: You wanted to see my work, right?

He sent the information for a listing for Thor at the theater near the apartment. The movie poster was small but clicking on it, she could see a superhero man with a hammer on a dark backdrop. Above him floated four faces, including one that looked so similar to the man she knew and yet so very different. 

Tom: Sally wants us to go out on a date. Said it would make her feel better

Mia: Are you using Sally to manipulate me?

Tom: Is it working?

Tom: And she started it, using her little puppy eyes to manipulate me

~~~~~<3

Sally was very excited to hear that her mother agreed to go out on a date with Tom. Tom had to direct and guide the little girl in her picking out his outfit for the night. Without his assistance, the child would run wild and while he was eager to indulge her, he has to keep some standards. 

Tom knew there was little chance he could get away with going to see his own movie and not get recognized. While he would have loved to wear whatever Sally picked on her own but the idea of sky blue slacks with a black suit jacket and a red shit really didn’t work. Luke would skin him alive. The shit he gets for his running leggings under his shorts was bad enough. 

Together they refined his wardrobe choice to a dark wash pair of jeans and a simple white cotton v neck shirt. It was light and airy. Casual. They added his black leather jacket, old and worn to a comfortable softness. 

Okay, maybe Sally just thought she got to pick out the outfit. 

Next he helped direct her through picking out Mia’s outfit for the night. Tom hoped she wouldn’t mind being dressed up like a doll. 

Sally went from dress to dress, looking and dismissing each one in turn. Tom waited and watched while he texted Mia the time. He was excited to take her out for the night, even if it meant seeing his own movie. They hadn’t gotten much time together one on one outside the domestic bliss of the apartment. 

Leaving weighed heavy on his mind after the night they had the night before. It was too soon to leave, emotions between the three raw and festering. That was as close to a fight as they had so far. 

There was a weird tension in the air since. He hoped that spending the evening together would clear it and he could leave the next day with them at a good place. 

He wanted them to be back in a place where he could call and it feel casual, comfortable. A place where it would feel like he was calling home. 

It was more than that though. Tom’s feelings had grown over the few weeks they had been married. He cared deeply for them. For Mia. There was a deep longing in his heart to be trusted. 

To be needed. 

To be wanted. 

It made him question how relationships were defined and the true meaning of emotions. If they had not been married, would she call him her boyfriend? He would call her his, that much he knew. But would he have stayed for all the pushing away she had done?

Probably not. 

He knew that too. That was the power of marriage. That was the power of their marriage and he was thankful for it. 

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Mia knew time was short as she slammed the door to the car behind her. Traffic was a nightmare. Tom had probably gotten reservations somewhere nice and she had to find the right dress to shove herself in and hope she looked half decent. 

There was no way Tom could fly under the radar at his own movie. This would be it, her first interaction with her husband’s fans. The second official outing as the actor’s wife. 

She jogged up the stairs, thankful for the tennis shoes she had changed into. She hadn’t been great about remembering to leave early enough to change at work rather than wearing the skimpy dress to and from in the last few weeks. Routine changes really were hard for her and she was still very much struggling to remember to leave in time.

This time she had and while she hadn’t time to change out of the dress, she did have time to switch out the neck breaking heels for sneakers. She needed every ounce of speed she could get. 

“I’m sorry,” She said, busting through the door and startling Tom. “Traffic was a nightmare, there was an accident-”

“Sally picked out a dress for you. I’ll figure out dinner. Don’t worry, just go change.” Tom swept her up for a fleeting moment of greeting, arms wrapping around her in a hug. 

Mia wrapped an arm around Tom and leaned into him as she made her way past. It was more instinctual than intentional, fleeting hug in the motion of moving around each other that resulted in feet slowing for a fleeting moment as she looked into his deep eyes. She caught herself as she had gone too far though. 

Tom could feel his heart pounding in his chest. Was she going to kiss him? Why did the thought send his heart into fits? They had kissed before. They had kissed the night before even. 

She had wanted to kiss him but instead ran to her bedroom. Their bedroom, she corrected herself. Navigating a not marriage marriage was by far the most confusing thing she had every done. 

There wasn’t time to critique the dress Sally had picked out. It was one she had purchased on a whim but never had any reason to wear. It felt too fancy to wear to a movie but she had no idea what Tom had planned for dinner. 

This was a date. People dressed up for dates, right? Tom had looked wonderfully casual in the living room however. 

Fuck it, she thought, she didn’t have time to overthink it. 

Reaching behind, she unzipped the dress and let the slinky fabric free from her, trusting Tom not to walk in rather than taking the time to hide in the closet. Wiggling out of it, she let if fall to the ground and kicked it to the corner to be delt with later. Her current bra and panties joined the pile as she walked. 

There wasn’t time to worry about being modest. Now was the time for speed and efficiency. Grabbing a thong from the laundry basket of clean clothes waiting to be put away, she stumbled while trying to put it on as she walked. 

Turning on the shower, she grabbed the shower head and leaned forward. The water hadn’t had a chance to warm up and it felt like glacier water was running over her hair. She made quick work of washing it. It wasn’t the most through job but it would get most of the smell of cigarettes out of her hair.

She towel dried her hair while making her way back to the bed. Sighing, she glared down at the dress she was sure would make her look too… something. Or not enough something. Again, she wished she could search for something else.  

Scrunching and rubbing her hair, she grabbed a bra from her dresser and put it on. Mia wasn’t even sure if she could fit into this dress anymore or if it would look decent on her. Maybe it wouldn’t even fit. 

Putting it on wasn’t the easiest thing. The dress was made up of a black sheath strapless dress that only reached to her mid thighs and was extremely elastic. On top of this was a long sleeve, high neck lace dress with golden embroidered details.

The black inner dress was short and skin tight the whole way down. There was enough stretch in both layers of fabric to allowed her to wiggle into it but it looked a lot like a snake trying to shed it’s skin played in reverse. The outer lace layer was secured to the bodice of the inner dress. A scalloped hem ran a circle around her throat and the sleeves rested low, caressing the back of her hands. 

Where the skirt of the black dress clung to her thighs, the sheer skirt gathered and swept out in waves of lace that cascaded from just above her knee at the highest point and down, caressing her ankles in the back in a elegant dip hem. 

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He clung to her, panting as aftershocks rocked through him. Her lips found his neck as she caressed his back without a care for the sheen of sweat on his skin. With limbs that felt weighted down by lead, he rolled off of her. 

She curled into his side. That had to be a good sign, he told himself. God, he hoped it had been as good for her as it had been for him. 

“That’s just the first time.” He said, catching his breath. 

“Do you believe in love at first sight?” She asked, voice slurred as she nuzzled into his arm. It was clear she was very relaxed, perhaps even beginning to doze off. He hoped that was a sign of her post orgasmic bliss, a sign that he had delivered for her more than just his own release. 

“I do,” Tom mused, “That’s how I knew I wanted to marry you. Do you?”

“Yeah,” The words were mumbled.

Tom looked down at her, his wife. Her eyes were hardly more than slits and sleep was quickly claiming her. She was beautiful, he thought. There was a softness to every curve of her. Her hair was wild from their lovemaking and his hands. 

The imperfections on her body made her more real under his finger tips as he caressed her naked skin. 

“Do you want some water, Dear?” Tom asked, only getting a mumbled response that may have been a word.

The world shifted and spun under his feet as he stood up. Bracing himself against the furniture, he made his way to the trashcan to discard the condom. From the sink he downed three glasses of tap water, cringing slightly at the taste of the hotel’s tap water. 

Navigating back to the bed with what had started as a full glass, he left a trail of splashes behind him. His hand and leg was wet with spilled water as he brought the remainder to her. 

His wife. 

~~~~~<3

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Eclipsed in Paris Pt 4 Miraculous x Reader

9:26:36 AM Thursday, April 18th Paris, France

After the first hour was up, we had maths. The teacher assigned a group project, leading to me "working" with Chloe and her minion Sabrina. By working, I mean Chloe telling Sabrina t do all the work while she gushed over Adrien Agreste, her childhood friend. Aside from Chloe, the only person who's tried to interact with me has been Sabrina who ultimately said to stick with Chloe.

Anyways, apparently, this class is learning the French equivalent of Algebra 1 in the U.S which isn't terrible. The girls I sat next to in Ms. Bustier's class have been glancing over here and whispering to each other since. If the people here are as judgemental as they are in America I may be better off returning to the U.S. The only thing that prevents me from believing this at the moment is the old man from earlier. Hopefully, he's gotten where he was trying to get to. For now, I guess I'll just look out the window.

10:39:10 AM P.E Class

I finally got away from Chloe and the two glaring girls long enough to take a breath. P.E is not my favorite class in the world, but it may grow on me since it gets me away from, well everyone who seems to have a problem with my existence. Today is just the flexibility test for the school year. I actually suffer from benign joints hypermobility syndrome so this shouldn't be too bad, well at least not until my doctor sees me next. She keeps telling me to reduce how much I push my joints so that I don't put myself in pain anymore. 

Anyways, it's partnered so I actually have a chance to talk to someone other than Chloe. My partner is a girl from my class, I think her name's Alix.

"Uh, hi. I think we're partners." I awkwardly said. 

"Yeah, just don't slow me down." was her response. 

It wasn't exactly the nicest response, but it also didn't seem to have any animosity in it. 

" Alright class, get into the sit and reach position. Your partner will push down on your back as you stretch with LIGHT pressure." came the first command from the teacher. 

Alix and I actually worked fairly well together. We talked a bit during the exercises about the school, who's who in the class, and Alix's favorite sports. I told her about New York, part of the reason I came to France, and it seems she came to a conclusion about me. Hopefully, it was a good one. 

11:45:27 AM Lunch Break

We're supposed to go to lunch at home or in the cafeteria for an hour. Chloe had something brought to the school for her, and I headed to the cafeteria with Alix. She invited me to sit with her, a guy named Kim, and his friend Max. I ended up with a tray with a fruit salad, orange juice, and a questionable-looking pear for lunch. 

"So, you're Y/N Bourgeois? The idol?" the guy who Alix called Kim asked. 

"Yeah, that's me. Though I'd appreciate it if you didn't make a big deal out of it." was my response.

"And, you're Chloe's cousin?"

"Yep. Though she and I only reunited recently. I've been living in America since I was six."

"So, you have been influenced by her very little?" was the question, Max asked. 

"Under her influence, yes. Her mother is a different story." I replied.

"Alright, alright guys. We're here to eat lunch, not dissect her traumatic backstory." Alix said, setting down her tray, to which I smiled at her. A true genuine smile, not one of my practiced model smiles. 

By the time lunch was over, I already had three friends and a permanent place to eat lunch if I wanted to.

12:53:41 PM Science

My next class had me a bit worried. Apparently, the teacher isn't the best with new students... or old students...or students in general. 

Anyways, in this class, I'm sat next to a very tall guy. According to the teacher, his name is Ivan. He seems intense when you look at him, but I'm sure he's a sweet guy when you get to know him. In fact, he seems very shy in comparison to everyone else. We were only taking notes on chemical compounds today, so it wasn't a terrible class. The teacher didn't put up with anyone messing about, but I made eye contact with Kim and couldn't help the small giggles that left my mouth. Chloe's been blowing up my phone all of the class. Apparently, Sabrina doesn't quite get chemical compounds and she thinks I may. be able to explain it to her, so she can do Chloe's homework. I guess I'm doing a slight tutoring session after school. 

2:16:36 PM Art Class

A little under three hours left of school, and I finally reached a class I can get into. I can technically do whatever kind of art I want in this class so I went over to the drawing table. Alix is doing so form of street art with spray paint, the girls from earlier are using alcohol markers, and Chloe's in the corner on her phone like always. I guess I better start working on designs for my new line like Auntie would want me to. I started with a fitted bodycon silhouette and shaded it in with a variety of reds, adding layers of black around the bottom to form a filled-out skirt.  Apparently, my presence finally got to the two girls from earlier because one of them came over and just stood in front of me.

"Can I help you?" I said, rather peeved that she was blocking my sunlight but also because she likely already assumed my personality. 

"Yeah, you're Y/N right? Chloe's cousin?"

"That would be correct. And you are?" I could feel my left eyebrow arching.

"I'm Alya and my best friend over there is Marinette. We were wondering if you were the Y/N Bourgeois who owns the fashion label "Serpentine" and does all that idol work?" 

"I am. Is that all you wanted?" I replied. 

I know my tone was rude but these girls have done nothing but glare and whisper about me all day. 

"How about you come to our table and sit with us? Marinette does some designing herself and I think you guys could bond over that." came Alya's reply. 

So I went over and joined them. Marinette apologized for the glaring. She apparently assumed I was just like Chloe but after seeing me interact with Alix, Kim, and Max she decided otherwise. She needs to work on that. It will be her fatal flaw if she doesn't. 

The two of us exchanged numbers and began showing each other our designs. Her designs are exquisite. Auntie would be impressed for sure. However, she seems awful shy about showing them off. 

3:30:57 PM History

I have 1 hour until school is over, and my last class is history in Ms. Bustier's again. I sat at the back of the class next to a girl named Lila. She immediately pulled out her phone and asked for a picture as well as my phone number. She's the only one who's made a big deal about my status all day. However, I took the picture to be polite and she tagged me in it. My Instagram began blowing up with the comments under it. Apparently, this Lila was the one I was rumored to be hanging out with. Anyways, today's lesson was on Ancient Rome, including mythology. Lila kept trying to distract me with a conversation but I wanted to remain focused on Romulus and Remus. She began blowing up my phone with texts which made me immediately regret giving her my number. 

4:30:15 PM Outside the School

Well, I made it through my first day of school without a major incident. Now, Chloe and I were waiting for the limo to show up. She's been talking to Adrien for the last 10 minutes, and he looks particularly uncomfortable with her clinginess. The limo finally pulled up, followed by another one, which I assume is Adrien's. When we got into the car, then came the beratement. 

"You shouldn't hang out with Marinette Dupain-Cheng or her friends. It's bad enough you're hanging out with Alix and Kim."

"Chloe, if I wanted your advice on friends, to which I've never been allowed to make that discernment myself I would have asked. I'd appreciate it if you dropped it because I want to be able to make decisions for myself for once in my life."

Okay, a little harsh, even for Chlo but did I lie? My first boyfriend was even chosen for me so I should get to decide who I hang out with at the minimum. At least she dropped the conversation. I headed up to my room and dropped my stuff on the couch located at the center of the room.  However, there was a strange box left on my coffee table. 

I opened the small box that had a necklace, and a small light came out of it. When it disappeared, a small bat-like creature was floating in front of me. 

"I'm sorry to say this but, who are you?"

[la-principessa-nuova]

week 1 on my adhd meds felt like i kind of understood what was happening

week 2 i’m just so confused what’s even happening

like i stayed up really late twice in a row and i’m not sure how much or in what way the meds might have contributed to that happening

and then i felt so tired the next day it was really hard to judge much but that’s just from lack of sleep

then i went to bed normal time the next night

but somehow slept through all of my alarms and woke up at 10:30 and ran upstairs for work still half asleep

and nobody said anything about it or asked when i joined the meeting 30 minutes late so 🤷‍♀️ but maybe i just lucked out bc most of the team was out today so things were a little weird anyway

and then i was really easily distracted today because there was this one thing that was really bugging me about the code i was working on that i kept looking into instead of doing what i was supposed to

but then it turned out i uncovered a pretty major issue so idk maybe that was actually a normal thing to get caught up on

but i was like dead tired after work and went straight to lay down in bed but then something happened and my parents needed me to watch the dog so i went and got her and i was feeling a bit more awake by then after getting a break from work

and then i organized my pins and ate dinner but now im so tired again

which is normal and good to be tired at this time i guess but i need to get ready for bed if im doing that now

and also like i’ve been eating way less

which i can certainly afford to

but i think that’s from a thing my therapist suggested

and it basically has completely changed my relationship with food

but i just like feel so thrown off my game

and like who’s life am i even living?

idk

but i make meals and sit down at the table to eat now

and i like it, it turns out

eating is way more enjoyable when you focus on it and take your time

instead of rushing to inhale a frozen pizza so you can use your lunch break to scroll tumblr

i’ve learned a lot about dissociation this week, especially depersonalization, partially from reading about it and partially from hands on experience

and today i did not take care of myself

after running upstairs late to work and demoing what i did yesterday when i worked a little late to the people who needed to see what i did, i went downstairs to use the bathroom, brush my teeth, etc.

i should have just taken an early lunch, but i decided to try finishing that work first so someone who needed my changes to do their work could have it ready.

but i should have brought up a drink, and i didn’t. so after finishing the one i poured last night and brought up with me in the morning, i had nothing all day.

and then i just forgot to go to lunch, and i worked until after 6.

btw i’m supposed to work 9-5 (mostly flexible but i have a meeting at 10 every day), but this week i worked 9:30-9:30, 9:30-6, 10-4, 9:30-6, and 10:30-6.

Part of that was not respecting my own needs over other people’s and pushing while burnt out to get something done that somebody else is waiting on, and part of it was just hyperfocusing on something interesting at the end of the day and suddenly realizing it’s late and I feel so tired I’m not sure I can handle the stairs, sometimes at the same time.

so i found myself at the end of the day having not eaten or drinken anything all day aside from the rest of my water from last night, until i cracked open a can of soda at like 7pm, which i drank over the course of like 2 hours.

so at like 9:30 i had only had that to drink, and i’d eaten some trail mix at some point between work and then, and i still felt all out of sorts

and then i had a very small dinner (not like intentionally trying to eat a small dinner, i just made something small just to get some vegetables in and then after eating it i was like “i guess i’m done eating now”)

and now i’m laying in bed typing this feeling really tired and wanting to just roll over and sleep but i do need to least take my meds and brush my teeth and hopefully have the energy to shower after that

and then i should go to sleep but im like so likely to suddenly be awake

[impostorsshow]

Unspecified issue that im going to blame on my pika hospital rating time in a non linear order 4/10

I had to go to the ER twice since they didn't believe me the first time

Despite being afab between 4 women nurses and 1 male nurse the guy was the only one who came back like 4 times to my room to make sure I got an ultrasound and the

women kept trying to brush me off and say it was just period cramps [i am not on my period fuck you], etc thank hell for that guy. He also drove my hospital bed [since I could not fucking move more than like 2 feet] like a damn racecar and took some really smooth corners and that was very fun. Actually the way he handled it makes me think the [3/4] girls that treated me had like an ongoing rumor about shitty care or something

Another girl failed at putting in my IV twice and brought over "the IV guy" who was about to go on lunch break and they literally had to ultrasound my veins to find a good spot i sincerly apologized like 5 times for "having the shittiest veins in the west"

I had to lie multiple times and say my pain was a 9 in order to get pain meds. Yes I did want to cry but that's like a 7.5 I was not dying and whoever decided a 10 was crying obviously never has had chronic ankle and knee pain [or any chronic pain but y'know. Those are my chronics]. Despite sending me home for period cramps the first time in the ER I said my pain was at a 7.5 and they didn't give me Jack shit [they had to bump up the pain medication they gave me to be stronger so I don't think it woulda worked anyway, just maybe delay how long it took for me to beg to be taken back to the ER]

I was supposed to see the Garfield movie and had to have minor surgery like 3 hours before so womp womp [I am able to refund the tickets and am determined to see it in theaters]

I GOT ICE CUBES?? THEY GIVE YOU ICE CUBES?? brings it up from a 4/10 to a 6/10 honestly bitches love ice cubes

My assigned nurse read fanfiction and I told her about that one 400 chapter batim fanfic and she reaffirmed the name of it like 3 times shes definitely into that shit Good luck gal. I also said "i read this Hermitcraft fanfic-" and she immediately went "HERMITCRAFT??? Oh we are not on the same sides of ao3" and I'm still very unsure of what I implied or what she implied by that so I just transitioned into telling her about my sonic death fanfic from 2019

In the waiting room the second time I went they were playing a horror movie that used a theremin [that one famous no hand instrument] and the movie played the same 4 note creepy audio clip like 7 times in 30 seconds with no dialogue in between each time. What was. What was that excuse me?? Also it was like 11 pm at this point

So yippee me irrational [?] fear of my useless organ I forgot the name of exploding being the thing to have a risk of permanently fucking me over was Not the thing to bring me to the hospital. Here's doodles from my hospital visit taken in approximately shitty lighting that I mind my damn best to save with filters

Also you made it this far read the alt tags

[prismatranslates-cue]

Honoka [Flower Trek] Part 2

Previously: Part 1

Honoka: Everyone drinking enough water? Remember, hydration is key!

Maika: Yeah, yeah, we know. Seriously, you don’t have to nag us the whole time, we can take care of ourselves…

Shiho: Oh, a mosquito.

Haruna: A mosquito?! Where?!

Shiho: On the back of your neck.

Haruna: Oh no! Please…please get it off!!

Honoka: Hey, don’t break formation! Stay behind me, one after the other in an orderly line!

Shiho: I am getting a mysterious premonition…that this climb is going to be tedious and no fun at all.

Haruna: Oh, look! It’s a waterfall.

Maika: Ooh, it is! Cool!

Honoka: Just a tiny one, though. Nowhere close to the majestic ones they show on TV.

Haruna: Still, seeing one in-person in the forest is neat, isn’t it? It looks so refreshing.

Haruna: Oh my gosh, now there’s a little bird coming to drink. I wonder what kind of bird that is…I’m going to see if I can get a closer look.

Honoka: Haruna! Be careful where you step.

Shiho: Wait a moment. Haruna, there’s something at your feet…all coiled up, like a…

Maika: Is it a snake?

Haruna: What?!

Honoka: Oh no! Haruna, get away!!

Shiho: Oh, no it’s not. It’s just an old rope.

Haruna: W-whew…now my legs won’t stop shaking…

Honoka: At least it wasn’t really a snake…we are in the mountains, after all. You never know what kinds of wildlife we’ll…

Leaves rustle

Haruna: Y-you guys heard that too, right?

Shiho: Could it be…a bear?

Maika: R-run for your liiiiives!

Haruna, Maika, and Shiho flee.

Honoka: H-hey! Slow down! Don’t panic!

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Haruna: Huff, huff…that scared me half to death..

Honoka: C’mon, I told you all not to run, remember? We’re on a mountain, remember?

Honoka: You could get seriously hurt!

Maika: H-how…are you not out of breath after how far we ran…?

Honoka: That’s what daily exercise can do for you. But anyway! Running on a mountain trail like this is dangerous, got it?

Shiho: We get it, you meathead…

Honoka: Just a little further and we’ll be at a rest area. And it’s almost noon, so it’ll be a good time to break for lunch!

Haruna: Yay! All that running made me hungry.

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Shiho: Your bento looks good, Haruna. Did you make all that yourself? …You even cut the hot dogs into little octopuses. Cute.

Haruna: I might’ve gotten carried away when I was making it, honestly. You can all have some too if you want.

Shiho: You sure? Yay.

Maika: Ooh, it looks good. I’ll have some too, please and thanks. I’ll trade ya.

Maika: Not that mine is anything to write home about. Just some retort pouch curry.

Haruna: You brought a retort pouch…?

Maika: I warmed it up at home. Though it’s curry, so it would still be good cold.

Haruna: I see you’re…really living the wild life…

Maika: No matter where you’re eating, curry will never do you wrong.

Honoka: Shiho, you’ve taken out nothing but candy. Where’s your lunch?

Shiho: I got so focused on packing snacks, I forgot to bring one.

Haruna: You forgot?! Come to think of it, that’s an awful lot of candy…

Shiho: Don’t worry, this was all less than 300 yen. [1]

Maika: That’s not really the issue here…but what about you, Honoka? What even is that?

Honoka: This? It’s an energy gel.

Maika: A what now?

Honoka: It’s easy to carry, and you can finish it super quick! Isn’t it so convenient?

Haruna: Sure, it sounds practical, but…

Maika: But it doesn’t seem like you’d get any enjoyment out of eating it…

Honoka: You think so? The way I see it, the faster you eat, the sooner you can get back to climbing.

Shiho: Are you competing for the Toughest Grindset award or something?

Maika: Mountain climbing doesn’t have to just be about literally climbing up the mountain, you know? Hanging out and eating lunch together with friends like this, isn’t that part of the fun too?

Haruna: Exactly. I poured my heart and soul into this bento. You can have some more!

Shiho: And have some of this candy too. It’s the good stuff.

Maika: You should bring some actual food next time too, Shiho.

Honoka: That makes sense… Okay, I’ll bring a proper lunch next time for sure!

Honoka: (Yeah, I see now…they’re right, the time we spend like this is important too…!)

To be continued...in Part 3

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Notes

[1]: In Japan, elementary schools often place a limit on how many snacks students can bring on field trips. 300 yen's worth of snacks per student is a common threshold.

[icarusexperiment]

MHA blurb #1

"Hey, bakubro, could you warm up my lunch with yours? We can split our lunches since my mom made extra for you," Kirishima asks Bakugou as they walk towards the cafeteria. Bakugou tsks at him and grabs the bento from Kirishima. Bakugou then heads toward the cafeteria microwave while Denki rushes to the table, pulling Shinsou behind him.

“Shinsou is joining us today! I, the all-talented, Mmmmm, wish I thought more about what I was going to say cause now I look kinda foolish here continuing my sentence and not actually finishing it. Anyways, Shinsou is here now, so scooch!” Denki finished his announcement by lightly pushing Sero so he could make space for Shinsou, who looked so tired and hopeless. Kirishima wonders if maybe they should get a sleeping bag for Shinsou like it helps Aizawa, so why wouldn’t it work on little Aizawa? Is it rude to compare your classmate to your teacher because they have the same sleeping habits and look equally defeated by life?

Shinsou takes a can of soda out of his pocket; he apparently had that in there for who knows how long. Mina looked at him with intrigue as she noticed his nails were quite long and wondered how he would open the can. She knows that she has to ask Kirishima or Sero to open her drinks when she gets her nails done. Like she can’t risk it popping off or, worse, cracking. Ugh, the boys will never understand the pain of your acrylic breaking like it hurts really bad. Maybe it’s different with natural nails? Jirou noticed Mina wasn’t joining the boys in talking about what happened in Mic-sensei’s class and saw her staring at Shinsou, who was staring at his soda in defeat. What could Mina possibly be thinking about? Did she see something that happened with the can that Jirou didn’t? Sero being as observant as he usually is, kicks Denki’s shin to get him to look at Shinsou, man does he usually look that pathetic; Shinsou sighs and moves to open the bag that he brought with him. Denki, sensing the energy and also not one to waste a potential opportunity, gets his phone ready to record. Shinsou pulls out a can opener. Like it’s a nice can opener, I guess? Mina sees the gears in the boys’ heads fully stop and uses this as a distraction to grab some Oreos that Kaminari had just sitting there. Like if Kaminari is going to get distracted by the weirdness of a can opener instead of watching his snacks, that's his fault. Deku happens to walk past their table as he quickly leaves the microwave area as sees Kachan getting closer.

“Shinsou, is that a can opener? Please, tell me that I’m actually seeing this, and Kachan didn’t knock me out in training,” Midoriya asks, fully stopping at the table and blinking rapidly. There is no way Kachan’s weak punches managed to actually knock him out after all that training and tolerance he’s built up. Shinsou just nods and grumbles as he tries to line up the can opener with the top of the can. Shinsou is struggling as the can won’t seem to align with the can opener. Why have the gods deprived him of his need for caffeine and sugar?

“Shinsou, I am offering my assistance and approaching you slowly due to the trouble you seem to be experiencing as that is the third time you have had to realign the can opener with that can,” Midoriya says this calmly and slowly as he steps towards Shinsou as if approaching a feral cat. Is Midoriya always this weird? Kirishima does feel that this is excessive, but then again, it is Midoriya, and Shinsou is closer to him. For all we know, it very well could be justified. Jirou looks back to Mina to see what her take on this debacle is to see her taking what might be her fifth cookie. How long has she been swiping these?

“Hey Denki, I’m gonna grab an Oreo before Mina finishes all of them,” as Jirou says this, Denki just nods and waves one of his hands as he has been recording Shinsou’s attempts, and now the tug-of-war match happening over this can with Midoriya. Jirou takes that as a yes and picks out a cookie, and happily munches on it. She doesn’t understand the situation, but she also isn’t going to offer to pop the tab either. Due to all the pulling and probably squeezing, the soda ends up popping and spilling all over Midoriya and Shinsou. Man, Kirishima has never seen someone so defeated. Geez , what else has happened to Shinsou for him to look so accepting of defeat today? They really should schedule a nap for Shinsou or get him some caffeine after opening the can for him. Wait, why didn’t we offer to open the can for him? Like we totally would have if it was Mina, did I accidentally participate in sexism and let my fellow man fail? Denki lets out a loud laugh of shock as he wasn’t expecting the can to just explode. Well, after checking to see if the phone was safe from the liquid explosion. Man, bet Bakugou would’ve loved to see that explode in their faces; good thing he recorded it. Mina is just fully laughing at the face Midoriya is making and seeing him try to apologize to Shinsou, who is using his jacket to pat himself dry. Oh my gods, is Midoriya crying? Jirou is just here, happy she grabbed a cookie before this mess happened. Like no one wants to eat Oreos soaked in soda. She didn’t even know what type it was as there wasn’t even a label beside the word “Soda” on the side. Sero gets up after laughing with Mina for a bit and calming her down as she almost choked on her own drink. He went to grab some napkins and maybe ask for a mop. Would it be easier to look for an adult or ask Momo to make one? Denki stops his recording and happens to turn towards the Microwave line and sees Bakugou making his way over here. Oooo, those bentos do look good!

“Shit, Midoriya run; Bakugou is coming this way,” Denki rushes to tell Midoriya, who is now using his jacket to also help Shinsou clean up instead of grabbing some napkins. Midoriya, too stressed out and focused on making things better and resolving the problem he might have caused, couldn’t hear Denki. Denki truly tried, and now he prays that he won’t witness a bloody murder.

Bakugou, now at the table, hands Kirishima his lunch and says in the calmest and quietest voice they’ve heard from him all day,” What the fuck, Deku?” Midoriya just laughs awkwardly and waves while patting Shinsou with a damp hoodie.

[bukojuiice]

— genshin boys as your college roommates who are head over heels in love with you

ೃ ft. childe, diluc, kaeya, zhongli, and xiao x gn! reader

ೃ 400-600 words per character!  ♡

ೃ warnings: mention of alcohol drinking ( but aside from that, just lots and lots of fluff!)

ೃ this is my very first writing contribution to the genshin fandom, so i hope everyone likes it!  after 5 months of playing genshin, i think it’s safe to say my brainrot for it has finally consumed me and i’m confident enough to brew something up! <3

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CHILDE:

– You and Childe are the perfect embodiment of the best friends to roommates trope. Whenever you wanna sleep in for 5 minutes more and you’re about to run late for your first class, Childe never fails to slowly drag you out of your bed, laughing as he does so. “Wake up sunshine!” is the first thing you always hear in the morning and you don’t complain if you get to hear his smexy voice anyway. He is a confident flirt and is not afraid to show you how much he cares or how much he pines over you. 

–  He’s always always there to save the day. There was a time when your classmates stood you up on the group project you were making, and guess who comes up to you with glitter, glue, and colored paper? Childe, of course! He stayed up until the wee hours of the night with you just so he can help you finish it. He even promises to set things in a “very civil way” with your absolute jerk groupmates the very next day. You practically hang out with him 24/7 as most of the time he just barges in your shared apartment with some amusement park tickets on hand or to some expensive yoga or judo class. There’s never a dull moment with him and with each passing day, the more you fall harder for him.

–  After a morning jog with him and seeing cute little dogs frolicking around with their married owners, Childe suddenly had the urge to adopt a dog with you.  But, due to a no pets rules established by the landlord, the two of you opt to owning hamsters instead! Childe named his hamster, narwhal (after his favorite animal of course!) whereas you named yours bunny, to match his irrelevant pet name picking. your hamsters both share the same house/cage and even they are pining over each other.

  –  His siblings visit a lot, especially Teucer. At this point, there was never a day the little boy didn’t ask when are you and Childe going to finally become “playground playmates” (a term for lovers that they use in second grade apparently) since the two of you are living with each other and seem so close. Childe is always able to successfully change the topic and shift away from talking about the shared feelings that the both of you have for each other. But, alas, the day had finally came to be and during your monthly trip to the amusement park, Childe confidently confesses to you on top of the ferris wheel.

“So... everyone in my life knows that you’re my best friend. Yea, that’s pretty cool and all but... Can we be more than just that (Y/N)? Is there hope if I think there could be something between us?”

DILUC:

– Diluc is your posh and rich roommate who sounds and looks too good to be true. The fact that you’re roomies with the literal heir to the country’s biggest wine and beverage company sounds like something straight out of a fanfic. But, it was of his volition to decide to live in a penthouse near Teyvat University. It was the doings of his step-brother Kaeya who tricked him into getting a roommate so that he won’t be alone for the rest of his college years... aaand that’s where you come in. practically barged into his life, but, you were a blessing. an angel sent from the skies.

–  He’s quite cold and unapproachable at first, only greeting you whenever he sees you but never bothered to engage in small talk with you. Even if the both of you go to the same university. It wasn’t until your second month as roommates, when you accidentally had too much to drink after a friends’ night out. You come home to see him in the living room, drinking grape juice from a wine glass, and watching a rerun of Hannah Montana. You practically collapse at the front door, he rushes to you and helps you up as you drunkenly confess to him in tears how you wanted to become much closer to him especially since the  two of you are going to spend the rest of your college years together. That was when Diluc realized how distant and aloof he’s been and vows to make it up to you.

– Diluc is very talented. Albeit in very discreet way, he makes sure to make use of his talents especially if it’s an opportunity to make memories with you. He is an amazing cook as much as he tries to deny it, He’s a secret virtuoso caught in 4k when you impulsively bought a guitar one time and you asked if he knows how to play, and he does so well. He practically serenades you in the most non-obvious way possible. Lastly, He’s very athletic. You invited him to play tennis one time, betting that if he won, you would do his bidding for the rest of the week. Before you could even blink, he wins. His “punishment” for you was that you accompany him in binge-watching TV Dramas. Grey’s Anatomy and Downtown Abby are just some of the shows the two of you would watch. It is absolutely adorable seeing him so invested in these dramas. and since the next on Diluc’s list were sit-coms, you were preparing yourself to answer his questions on the context of jokes that he didn’t get. In a poor attempt to flirt with you, he calls out your name and recites in the most Joey Tribbiani voice he could muster, “How you doin?” You were laughing so so hard that night because his pick up line actually worked on you and suddenly your realizations came full circle: you were very much in love with him too.

–  His naturally cool yet shy nature had always gotten the best of him.  He’s always wanted to ask if you wanted to carpool with him to school. Riding with him in his Tesla sportscar that goes 150 Mph? Heck yeah. However, it took quite a while before he could muster up the courage to ask you (4 months of being roommates until he finally popped the question) Since then, the two of you go home to and from University whenever you had similar schedules. Ever since then, Diluc had began to soften. His cold and hard facade slowly melted. Asking if you could help tie his floofy red hair then he’d let you play with it and let you style it in different ways. He takes you out on café dates during lunch breaks and take you out to watch a movie after both of your late night lectures. Everyone in campus thinks the two of you are practically together at this point. All that was left was to bare your feelings with one another through a fumbling and awkward confession.

“Words cannot not suffice these feelings I’ve been harboring for you since the very beginning. I L-like you a lot. Do you feel the same way too?”

KAEYA:

- Everyone loves Kaeya. Your friends and family, The School Faculty, The owner of the Convenience Store from down the street, The old lady who lives next door, The little kids from down the hall, and even the angry brown poodles from the farthest apartment to your right absolutely loved him. it was hard to keep up with having a roommate that not only were you crushing so hard on, but also had such a vibrant social life. Kaeya interacts and socializes with a lot of people and he admits that it does tend to get tiring at times. But, if these sacrifices lead to coming home to his cute roommate who has captivated his heart since Day 1, then it’s all worth it.

— Despite how warm and friendly he may seem, Kaeya is a very private person. He’s brought two or three friends like Jean, Lisa, Albedo, or Rosaria. But, only to discuss school affairs. He wasn’t the kind of person who trusts others easily, even if he was giving off the impression that he was a trustworthy and reliable person himself. He’d much rather spend time with you on days off from school. He may be a party guy on the outside (he insists he does it for future connections when he graduates) but he’s quite a homebody. Kaeya is the type to watch korean dramas and anime with you, go on late night convenience store cravings, and these always resulted in a perfect evening spent with him. When the both of you are fully immersed into the anime and things get a bit cozy, you rest your head on his shoulder, huddling for warmth.

— Kaeya would always come home with a little something for you. May it be take-out food, A trinket, a board game, an accessory, and even skincare products. The indigo-haired man is very particular about self-care and you bet that he’s bought different kinds of face masks, ointments, and even matching cute headbands just for the two of you! He’s very flamboyant and flirts with you a lot. Trying to impress you with pick up lines and suggestive jokes, but you always thought that he was just joking around because that was always a part of his personality. It was always a part of him. For Kaeya on the other hand, it seems to him that you don’t take him seriously and it's possible that you don’t return his feelings at all. He had to set things straight and it didn’t take long until Kaeya found the perfect opportunity to do so.

— With the help of practically everyone in the apartment, Kaeya is about to surprise you with a candle-lit dinner up on the apartment rooftop. His sly smooth-talking quickly convinced you that the both of you were just going to go out on your nightly convenience store trips. Your curiosity grows when he takes you by the hand, covering you with a blindfold, and whispering to your ear, “Do you trust me?” Gripping onto his hand tightly, the both of you go up some stairs and you reply, “Yes Kaeya, I do.” He slowly uncovers the shield from your eyes and your eyes sparkle at the sight of the candle-lit dinner, complete with jazz music, and a romantic view of the city.

“(Y/N)... You are the most precious person to me. I hope you can take me seriously, especially my feelings. I am saying this with my heart in my hand and with nothing but genuine love in my soul.”

ZHONGLI:

— Zhongli is truly husband material. You’re saying this as his friend, as his roommate, and as someone who’s absolutely smitten over him. He’s a third year environmental archaeology student at Teyvat University. Gentle, kind, and has nothing but wise and intelligent things to say. your lovestruck self can’t help but just admire him from afar, not knowing that he too has been entranced by you ever since you moved in.

—He's always the first to wake up in the morning. The first thing he does is make you a cup of coffee. He's got your favorite memorized, (Coffee with cream. Not to sweet and not too bitter.) The both of you own matching mugs, (written in colored scribbled letters, “The Wise Roommate” for Zhongli and “The Cute Roommate” for you.) He always wants to spend his free mornings with you. Both of you have different schedules so you never see each other at Campus and this was the only blissful time of the day you can spend with one another. Once you get home for dinner, (Zhongli is always the first to get home if he doesn’t stay too long at the library or strolling around the city) If it’s your turn to cook or if it’s his, he never forgets to brew you oolong tea after dinner. A perfect chance for the two of you to just talk the night away and engage in deep and meaningful conversations.

—Zhongli fell in love with you because you just quietly listen to him. Sometimes, you would share your thoughts and insights, even sharing your own personal knowledge that Zhongli had not known prior. You were one of the very few people in his life whom he could talk about absolutely anything with. Well, who wouldn’t listen to a handsome man who has a voice as smooth as butter? He is very passionate about his studies. Taking a lot of extra courses and spending a lot of money on his research. and so, most of the time, he spends all of his Mora on his extra studies (excluding the money he needs to pay for rent) and other interesting antiques. You understood why though. So, instead, you ask him to accompany you to do mundane chores. Going grocery shopping, doing the laundry and cleaning the apartment. He always helps in any way he can. The prying eyes of people around you and the old lady fr next door boldly coming up to you to ask if you and Zhongli were a married couple. You blush profusely whereas Zhongli coolly denies the woman's claims. It hurt quite a little but who were you to complain?

— It was during one of your night strolls with Zhongli. He had invited you out after dinner under the guise of wanting to have some fresh air and find a clear spot for the fireworks from a nearby festival. Your heart was thumping loudly to a non-existent rhythm, blissfully unaware that Zhongli was feeling a burst in his chest too. He clears his throat and his shoulders straighten. Zhongli puts his hand on your shoulder and breathes deeply. His cool and gentlemanly aura still radiating off of him as always. A wonderful array of colors fill the sky as his lips began to form the words he's always wanted to say:

"Tonight is beautiful isn't it? I thought that this would be the perfect time to open my heart up to you... You are a diamond in the rough that few see the beauty of. My beloved– Will you accept my feelings?

XIAO:

—  Having a popular twitch streamer as your roommate was a one in a million chance. Especially if you’re not even an influencer or internet figure yourself. But, how did this come to be? Why have you developed a crush on Xiao aka VigilantYaksha without knowing who he was? A gamer with over 6 million followers on different social media platforms? Simple, a high-end apartment near Teyvat University had a special discount if you were willing to be roommates with someone. It’s an amazing deal, near your school, cost-efficient, and you believed the 10% chance of scoring a hot roommate as seen on reality TV and romantic comedies. It was like rolling through a Gacha Game and getting a 5 star character. As that “character” is soon to be revealed as Xiao.

— Things started off rocky at first. On your first day, he flatly welcomed you by the door, introduced himself, then quickly retreated back to his room. As soon as you locked eyes with him, he gave off a certain cold and unfriendly aura. You wanted to get to know him better. Maybe with a little love and care, he could open up to you and you could become friends! That same day, you had mistakenly thought of your room as his and you walked in on him streaming a horror game. He wasn’t spooked by the jumpscares. But instead, he was looking at you in horror because you’ve just exposed yourself to thousands of people. You wave at the camera, apologize, and left. Since then, his fans, (called the Anemo Tofus) have been shipping the two of you together. Creating fanfiction and fanart of Xiao and the mysterious roommate that accidentally walked in on him. They practically begged Xiao to at least talk a little bit about you, to which, he declined. When you surprised him with dinner (as a little treat since this was your first week with him) He sits across the table from you, his eyes gazing deep into yours, as he pops the question, in a very tsundere tone: “Would you like to appear in my streams? T-the Anemo Tofus wanna learn more about you. B-but, if you don’t want to, it’s alright! You don’t have to-” You cut him off before he could continue his doubts, “Xiao! What are you saying? I’d love to!”

  —  There was something blossoming between the two of you after that particular dinner with him. Starting with your first “roommate video” that you had thought of when you were brainstorming for video ideas. It was an Almond and Mapo Tofu mukbang whilst the two of you answered questions from fans! The viewers noticed how visibly comfortable he was around you despite his usual reserved attitude. He was cracking up a lot more sarcastic and self-deprecating jokes whilst Tofu filled both of your mouths. Outside of the confines of social media and inside the comfortable space that was your apartment, you and Xiao grew closer. Wearing matching hoodies, going on midnight snack runs, playing in arcades, and stargazing with him up on the rooftop as you contemplate about life and talk about the mysteries of the universe. There were times when you would stay up late doing school works and would accidentally fall asleep on the sofa. Xiao would come out of room because he periodically had cases of insomnia. When he sees you on the sofa, he can’t help but smile at your sleeping figure and admire your beauty. First. he brings all your clutter back to your room then slowly picks you up from the couch, into his arms, and brings you back to your room. He places a blanket on top of you and your stuffed plushies next to you so you can hug them any time. 

— On a particular night, you fell asleep on the sofa once again and begun to  have recurring nightmares. Xiao was there to witness you whimpering, muttering to yourself, and shivering to a mental image that he could not see. (He wishes he could erase all the pain that these nightmares were giving you) You subconsciously grab onto his hand, murmuring to yourself: “Xiao, please don’t go.” He whispers back, “I won’t.” Your nerves slowly relax when you feel the Yaksha squeezing himself to lie next to you on the couch. Holding onto your arm, he continues to reassure you that it was going to be okay. You grab onto him, hugging him from behind. He feels your heartbeat revert back to it’s normal pace and you return back to your peaceful slumber. “I’ll always be here for you, (Y/N). I’ll be here to protect you. Forever and always.”  Turning to you to plant a kiss on your forehead, you nestle your head on Xiao’s chest. He watches as you cling to him for love and warmth until he is slowly whisked away by his weariness, rewarded with a peaceful sleep he hasn’t felt in a while.

“And they were roommates.”

[kuraitsune]

Hello! Thank you for opening requests and can I get Luxiem x reader doing kabedons? Anyways have a nice day!

PARiNGS - ...Luxiem(seperate) x GN!reader

MENTiONS - ...mostly just Luxiem and you(in Mysta's there's mentions of Nina, Enna, Uki, Vox, & Shu)

SUMMARY - ...just kabedons with Luxiem! pretty fluffy & a lot of teasing!!

READER'S PROFiLE - ...just you(Ike Eveland), teacher in a sorcery academy(Shu Yamino), in an established relationship(Mysta Rias).

DiSCLAiMERS - in no way am i a professional writer, i just like english lol. this fic will be in two parts. please know that these writings are a work of fiction and are the appearance and persona of the character! not the person behind the screen.

[ part 1(you're here!) / part 2 ]

Summer had finally arrived, which meant you were mostly free. Taking your usual daily morning walks, you came across the familiar glasses of Ike Eveland, your co-worker and friend.

"Good morning Ike!" you greeted the novelist, smiling softly.

"Good morning, [name]. I have a small question for you," Ike waved at you, walking over to you.

"Fire away, what is it?"

"Would you like to join me at the park today? I've been... meaning to ask you this because everyone else in Luxiem seem to be busy," Ike rubbed the back of his neck shyly, directing his gaze to the floor by your shoes.

"I would love to! Hey, why don't we go now?" your eyes lit up, smiling. He adores you dearly, your personality to your endless amount of laughs and smiles never fails to make him stay happy too. It's a wonder for everyone, really.

Nodding, Ike's wrist was carried away with you right ahead, dragging the novelist to the nearby park. Since it's just morning, not too many people were there. Just the plants and you two.

He certainly was starting to get flustered by your teasing remarks, getting even more teased by the soft blush that laid on his cheeks. Shaking his head, Ike decided to cease the teasing by teasing you back!

Pinning you swiftly against a nearby tree, the two toned haired man looked slightly down on you. "You really want to play that game, hm? Two can play, [name]."

It's to say you got flustered just as equally.

A simple day in the halls of the sorcery academy you worked at, was simple until you passed Shu Yamino, a co-worker and friend at the academy.

"Morning, Mr. Yamino," you bowed your head slightly to him, as he was much more experienced in sorcery than yourself.

"Good morning to you, Mr./Ms./Mx. [last name]. And I said before, we're friends, there's no need for formalities!" Shu yielded in his steps.

"I know, but it just feels right," you shrugged off his words.

"But what if I insist?" he tilted his head, curious of your answer. You hesitated to answer a few long seconds.

"I suppose it's fine if you really want me to... Shu," you suddenly ran off to where you needed to be after that interaction, leaving Shu standing there.

The two of you met again when it was lunch break, the multi-colored male finding you in the empty teacher's lounge, working on something on your laptop while taking bites of a sandwich you brought.

"Hello again, Mr. Yamino," you greeted softly, mainly focusing on your work on your laptop.

"Please, just call me Shu. No one else is here either, what? Are you scared somebody's going to judge you?" Shu decided to tease you just a tad bit.

You shot a glare by his way, standing up and setting down your sandwich. "Hmph, maybe I am, maybe I'm not! But it doesn't change the fact it feels better when I use formalities!"

Sighing, he decided to stand his ground firm, "And what if I, decide to call you by your first name?" Stepping closer to you as you slowly back away, his usual v-shaped smile on his face.

"Why would you? After since you've kept using my own formalities?" you raised an eyebrow, realizing the clear contradiction of the point he's trying to make.

Suddenly, he's had you pinned against the wall with a "bang." Only to resort to look down by your feet, a gentle blush covering your face.

"Hey, look at me. Please?" hesitating, you looked up to his amethyst eyes. "[name], there's absolutely no need for you to be using my formalities. I am just Shu. Shu Yamino."

"[name]! Mysta! Glad you could join us today, honey's~" Nina greet the arriving couple, you and Mysta of course! This small NIJI EN event was just for hangout, it was located by downtown and somehow Nina was able to get a space just for the group.

"Thank you, Nina-senpai. Although, I had to drag Mysta with me to join you all," you glared at the detective next to you.

"By the way, Mysta, you're not cooking for us today. I still don't trust you with my rice," Vox called him out unshamefully. Mysta merely rolled his eyes and him and waved goodbye to you to chat with Vox, Shu, and Uki.

"How are you two, anyways? I hope he's treating you well, even if he is an idiot," the songbird, Enna, asked you of your relationship.

"Oh! We're great, thank you for asking. But he's my idiot, y'know?" you laughed whole-heartedly with your NIJI friends. Soon enough, the very mentioned ash haired appeared, wrapping his arms around you. "Hey Mysta. Need anything?"

"Come with me for a sec?" he mumbled, snuggling his head into your nape.

"Oh, excuse me for a moment then," you nodded towards the small group you were talking to, then seperating Mysta's head away from your head to follow him.

You two entered a pretty ominous alleyway, but you followed through with the detective anyways. "So? What is it-"

He stopped you mid-sentence, swiftly putting his hands next to your head against the brick wall. "I missed you," he began smothering kisses on your cheeks and dangerously close to your jaw.

"Wha- You could always join... in on the conversation!" you explained, getting flustered in the moment, though starting to get desperate for his kisses even more.

"You know I was with the rest of Luxiem... tch, seems like your memory's starting to get dry huh?" he teased, continuing his small kisses around your face.

"My memory's perfectly fine! And won't you just give me the real deal now?" you pouted, shrinking little by little.

"What 'real deal' do you mean? C'mon, say it to my face."

"Kiss me already, you fucking idiot," you said with no shame.

"Oh really? If you're this desperate, why didn't you come into my arms earlier, hm?" Mysta teased even more, smirking, before giving into his and yours wishes.

He had connected both of your lips together almost instantly, both of you closing your eyes for impact. When your faces parted, you unconsciously leaned forward for more. And which he gave in.

That shenanigan continued on for a few long minutes, soon halting when the unique voice of Enna Alouette rung through the air, searching for the two of you.

"Oh shit?? That's why Mysta dragged you away? To fucking make out or something???"

NOTE - see, when i wrote ike's version, i had literally no plotline or overall thought for it- then shu's version is slightly better(in my opinion) BUT THEN THERE'S MYSTA'S VERSION??? ok that's probably because i had an actual summary of what i wanted it to be like but too late now ig. may rewrite ike's version later tho, must bring justice to my oshi

part 2 coming soon!

DO NOT: repost or copy any of @kuraitsune's works! sharing is fine with credits.

[minniesmelody]

If it's not too much trouble could you write an angsty piece for Gareth? Like it takes place in season 3 and you both find out about the russian base because you work at scoops and he visits you during work, and then he tries to stop you from going down there but you want to help Steve, Robin and the kids so you get into a big argument? And once you get captured with Steve and Robin you accidentally like vent to them and regret the entire argument while meanwhile Gareth spends all his time at the mall worrying about you and once you get back up before the battle of starcourt he finds you and you both apologize and all is forgiven? Sorry if this is too much-

Scoops Troop part 1

𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴: Gareth Emerson x GN! Reader

𝗦𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: Basically the request ^^^

𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: cussing, established relationship, part 1 of 3

𝗣𝗢𝗩: first person - Y/n

𝗔/𝗡 : can I just talk about how obsessed I am with this request? Thank you so much for requesting it, there is so much to this that I have to make a part 2 and 3 to this. Thanks again love( ˘ ³˘)♥︎ - Minnie x

“I’m trying to listen to the Russians-“

“Babysitting time is over, you need to get in their” Robin said, me following behind. “Hey! My board, that was important data, shitbirds”

“I guarantee you, what we’re doing is way more important than your data” Dustin said, waving his arms in the air.

“Yeah? And how do you know these Russians are up to no good?”

“Wait- what? Did I miss something?” I asked, confused.

“How did she find out about-“

“Did you tell her-“

“It wasn’t me”

“Y/n did you say something to her?”

“Okay I’m so lost”

“Hello I can hear you. Actually, I can hear everything. You both are extremely loud. You think you have evil Russians plotting against our country, on tape, and you’re trying to translate but haven’t figured out a single word because you didn’t realize Russians use an entire different alphabet. Sound about right?”

“So wait” I said, taking a seat in one of the empty chairs “you have a feeling the Russian government of sorts is after us, and you think you caught something that can be related to that on your….radio?”

“Basically everything I just said?” Robin said sarcastically. I shot her a glare.

A few awkward moments passed before Robin tried to snatch Dustin tape.

“Woah! What do you think you’re doing?”

“I wanna hear it?”

“Why”

“Maybe I can help”

“You speak Russian?” I asked Robin, Robin was a lot things, someone who looked like they were fluent in many languages, that’s one I would be surprised by.

“Ou-yay, are- yay, umb-day”

“Holy shit”

“That’s was Pig Latin, dingus.” Robin said, taking a seat next to me afterwards “but I can speak Spanish, and French wand Italian, and I’ve been in band for 12 years. My ears are little geniuses, trust me”

“Didn’t take you as a scholar ship type of person Robs” I said with a small smirk.

“I’m not really, but I am full of surprises” she said “Anyways, Steve, it’s you’re turn to sling ice cream, my turn to translate, I don’t even want credit I’m just bored”

‘Ding’ welp….customers.

“Come on Steve, people need their ice cream” I said getting up and heading back to the counter.

To my surprise, it was Gareth, my boyfriend of almost 7 months. He usually came to visit me often while I was at work, sometimes during my lunch breaks and sometimes comes and buys something so he has an excuse to come and see me.

“Hey sugar” he said, smile plastered on his pretty face, leaning on the counter, signature hair fluffed up as ever.

“Hey Gare, what can do I do for you?”

“Just wanted to come and see my favorite girl, I brought my little sister with me, hope you don’t mind, I have babysitting duty today so I thought I would swing by, see you and get her a cold treat” he explained. I looked at him in awe.

Gareth was always a good brother. His mom worked a lot and recently became manager at the local dinner that was usually always busy. She was a single mom and tried her hardest to make enough money to provide for herself and her kids. Gareth was always supportive and always helped out as much as he could if given the chance, babysitting being a contributing factor.

“Sound great, so what can I get you?”

“Just a small cookies and cream cone, right Grace?” He said, Grace giving me a thumbs up.

“Coming right up” I said as I started to place some cookies and cream ice cream in a small cone.

“Hey Emerson” Steve said, walking to the counter next to me.

“Hey Steve, able to catch any hot dates yet?” He teased, Steve has lost his game with the ladies, quite literally scaring away every girl he flirts with.

“Not funny” he said as he grabbed a banana and started to peal it.

“Woah hey, you gonna pay for that?” I said, grabbing a small spoon for Grace to do with it.

“No one is watching, no one is gonna care” he said.

“Here you go Gare” I said handing him the small cone.

“Thanks sugar, how much do I owe you?”

“Don’t worry about it, on the house” I said with a smirk “no one is watching, no one is gonna care” two can play at that game Steve.

He shot me a small smile and handed Grace her ice cream, her eyes lighting up in joy.

“Hey, we’ve got our first sentence” Robin said, opening the small doors that lead to the back room.

“Oh seriously?”

“Yeah ‘the week is long’” wow, how exciting.

“Well that’s thrilling” Steve said with a disappointed tone.

“Yeah but, you know, progress”

- 🍦

“The week is long, the silver cat feeds, when blue meets yellow in the west” we all said at the same time. Reading Robins translation off her whiteboard.

“I mean it just-“

“Doesn’t make sense? Yeah obviously Steve” I said as the four of us close down Scoops and start to head out the mall for the night.

“Well its right”

“Honestly, I think it’s great news” Dustin said.

“How is this great news? I mean, so much for being American hero’s, you know? Starting to believe it’s just total nonsense” I asked. Whatever is happening here, doesn’t make sense and i’m honestly starting to think Dustin’s theory about evil Russian spy’s is just complete bullshit.

“It’s not nonsense. It’s too specific, it’s obviously a code”

“What do you mean a code?”

“Like a super secret spy code”

“I don’t know is it?” Robin said

“You’re buying into this? Seriously Rob?”

“ listen just for kicks, let’s entertain the possibility that it is a secret Russian transmission. What’d you think they were gonna say? ‘Fire the warhead at noon’ ? And my translation is correct, I know that for sure so… ‘the silver cat feeds’ why would anyone talk like that unless they are trying to mask the meaning of their message? And why mask the true meaning of their message unless the message was somehow sensitive?”

“Exactly!” Dustin agreed happily. I hate to say Robin has a point about all of this but…she has a point.

“So I guess that confirms your suspicion”

“Evil Russians” Dustin confirmed

“I can’t believe I’m about to agree with this stranger child but yeah, evil Russians”

“So how do we crack it then” I asked.

“Well, I guess we translate the rest and hopefully a pattern emerges”

“A pattern, right. Like maybe ‘silver cat’ is a meeting place?” I said.

“Or a person” Robin replied back

“Or a weapon” Dustin chirped in

“It’s probably gonna take a super genius to crack it but…”

“Hey guys. Where’s Steve?” I asked, realizing he was no longer walking beside me.

The three of us turning around just to see him crouching down next to a animatronic horse, small enough to only fit a toddler on.

“Hey Steve, what are you doing?”

“Uh, it’s a quarter. I need- do you have a quarter?”

“Sure you’re tall enough for that ride?” Robin teased as Dustin threw him a quarter.

The fake horse soon started to rock back and forth and play a instrumental version of Daisy Bell.

“Need help getting up little Stevie?” Robin said, okay I’ll give it to her, that was a little funny.

“Shhh, would you guys just shut up and listen” okay Steve…trying to give us a lullaby or something?

“Holy shit, the music” Dustin said while pulling out his tape recorder and playing the tape.

“I’m still lost” I said

“Yeah I don’t understand” Robin agreed

“It’s the exact same song on the recording”

“Maybe they have horses like this in Russia”

“Indiana Flyer? I don’t…I don’t think so. This code…it…it didn’t come from Russia…it came from here” Steve said.

Well shit.

Dustin…maybe you’re bullshit Super Russian spy shit isn’t such bullshit after all.

I mean if they are com-

“Y/n, there you are” Gareth said, walking into the mall and approaching me “I was waiting for you out in the parking lot for 5 minutes now, you’re never late coming out so I got worried”

“Uh yeah, I’ll see you guys tomorrow yeah?”

- 🍦

“So wait, Russian spies?” Gareth said, kinda confused.

I couldn’t keep my mouth shut, I immediately start ranting on about the situation when we got in his car, giving me a ride home like he did almost everyday that I worked.

“Yup, pretty much” I said.

“Well whatever it is, don’t do anything stupid and don’t get yourself into any danger” he said, seriousness in his tone.

“I can’t make any promises”

“Y/n, I’m being serious, I don’t care what Harrington, Henderson or Buckbeak does, you aren’t going to get yourself into danger, I won’t allow it”

“Okay first of all, it’s Buckley, and second of all, what’s the absolute worst that can happen?”

“Y/n!” He said, the volume of his voice now very high “The worst that can happen is something happening to you cause you wanted to be a dumbass and me losing you, I can’t do that Y/n I’m not gonna go through that”

“You know what, I’m done with this conversation”

“Fine”

“Fine”

And that was that, we didn’t speak for the rest of the car ride to my house, I didn’t even kiss him goodbye, just immediately jumping out of the car and heading inside.

I don’t care what he thinks, I’m solving whatever this is and helping my friends, just because Gareth doesn’t like it doesn’t mean I’m gonna listen to him and sit around and do nothing.

I’m gonna be in the mix of it if he likes it or not.

[imaslutformaybank]

Could you please consider doing a part 2 to your Evan Buckley x reader Taylor interferes imagine?

traitor pt. 2☼

part one

A/N: HI GUYS I AM SO SORRY YOU HAD TO WAIT FOR SO LONG FOR THIS.  when i tell you, i had to rewrite this shit like 8 times, i mean it.  it kept getting deleted or i hated it.  this is definitely not as good as the first part, so, i’m sorry about that, but i tried.  anyway, my birthday was recent and i got a new laptop and i love it sm.  1 MORE DAY TILL SEASON 5, I’M SHITTING AND THROWING UP AND CRYING, I’M SO EXCITED.  OKAY, THANK YOU FOR READING, BYE.

one shot, blurb, or head canon?: one shot

pairing: evan buckley x reader

warnings: cursing

wc: 2541

4 months.  it has been 4 long months since i left buck.  it’s been weird waking up everyday without a trace of him anywhere.  

he did what i told him to do that night. he packed all of his shit and left.  if i’m being honest, though? i wish he didn’t.  i’d be lying if i said that i don’t wake up everyday and regret what i did.

today wasn’t any different.  i woke up at 10 and headed over to the bathroom to take a shower.  once i was done with that, i headed over to the sink to brush my teeth.  as i was doing so, my phone started ringing and the name maddie buckley lit up my screen.  i furrowed my eyebrows, spit out the remainder of toothpaste that was left in my mouth, and answered the phone.

“hello?”

“hey! how are you doing?” maddie’s upbeat voice sounded out, making me smile.

“hi! i’m doing... okay.  how are you?” 

“i’m doing pretty good.  i was just calling to see if you were interested in a girls day? god knows we deserve it,” she said, causing me to laugh. “a nice lunch, some shopping, maybe some mani-pedis? what do you say?”

i hesitated a bit, not knowing if it was a good idea to be going out with my ex boyfriend’s sister.

you know what? screw it.  maddie and i were always close, way before buck and i even started dating.

“that sounds amazing,” i said.

“great! i’ll pick you up in... 30?”

“see you then!”

“bye!”

i hung up the phone and with a smile on my face, i made my way back to my bedroom to get dressed.  after i was ready, i sat on my bed, scrolling through my social media as i waited for maddie to come pick me up.

at one point, maddie texted me, notifying me that she had arrived.  i shot her a quick text back, letting her know i would be right out before slipping my shoes on and heading out the door.

“oh my god, do you remember that one time when buck ran into a mannequin and apologized to it?” maddie asked, laughing as we passed by one.  i laughed with her for a bit, but the smile on my face slowly faded away when i realized how much i miss him.  

“i’m sorry, i shouldn’t have brought him up,” she said, once she noticed my facial expression.

“no, it’s okay, it would probably be good for me to talk about him,” i said.  she gave me a weak smile and grabbed my hand, squeezing lightly.

“have you spoken to him at all?” she asked.  i shook my head.

“no, not since that night.  do you think i should?” i asked.  she pursed her lips, hesitating.

“i think... that this might be a bit biased because i love the both of you and i want you to be happy, and clearly that’s when you’re together, but, yes. i do think you should talk to him.”

“what would i even say, though? like, ‘hey, sorry for denying you a place to live, punching your girlfriend and breaking up with you?’ i don’t think that would go over very well,” i said, causing maddie to huff.

“he knows he was in the wrong, and taylor is not his girlfriend,” she said.  all of a sudden, her phone started ringing.  she furrowed her eyebrows and let go of my hand, grabbing it and answering the call.

“hello?... no, i’m out with y/n... are you serious?... okay.  okay, fine, i’ll be right there... bye,” she hung up the phone and looked over at me, sighing. “i’m so sorry to cut this short, but i have to go.  chimney needs help with the food and the baby.  i’ll drop you off at your place on the way.”

“no, it’s okay, you gotta go.”

“it’s really no trouble,” she said.

“it’s alright, i’ll get a ride,” i insisted.

“you sure?” she asked.  i nodded my head.

“yes, go!” i said.  she smiled softy and pulled me into a hug.

“let me know when you get home alright,” she said, pulling away. “we definitely need to do this again, it’s been way too long.”

i nodded in agreement.  she grabbed all of her bags and began walking away, but before she did, she turned around to say one last thing.

“call buck.  he misses you,” she said.

and with that, she left.  i found a nearby bench to sit on as i pondered over what maddie said.  i took out my phone and began scrolling through my contacts, my heart pounding in my chest when i saw buck’s name.  i hesitated before clicking on his contact, my thumb now hovering over the call button.

after several minutes of staring at his contact, i finally got the courage to actually call him.  i pressed the phone icon and my heart almost fell out of my ass when it started ringing.

after 1... 2... 3 rings, i decided that what i was doing was stupid and brought the phone away from my ear.  just as i was about to hang up, the word calling... turned into 00:00.

“hello?” he answered.  oh, shit.  he actually answered. “y/n?”

“hi, buck,” i said, pinching the bridge of my nose.

“uh, hey,” he said, confusion evident in his voice.  what the hell am i doing?

“i just.. never mind.  this was dumb. sorry for bothering you-”

“no, you’re not bothering me at all.  do you need something?”

“yes.. i was actually wondering if you could give me a ride home, but it’s totally fine if you can’t-”

“no, i can give you a ride.  where are you?”

“i’m at the mall, just outside of the foodcourt,” i replied.

“okay.  just give me... 20 minutes and i’ll be there,” he said.  i nodded, then realized how stupid i looked, considering he can’t even see me.

“okay,” i said.

“okay,” he repeated.

“alright, i’ll see you soon, then.”

“okay, see you soon.”

“okay.”

“alright.”

“bye.”

“bye.”

i hung up the phone, then sat in disbelief for about 5 minutes.  i actually called buck and spoke to him, and now he’s coming to pick me up. 

after about 15 minutes of sitting on the bench overthinking, i saw a familiar jeep pull up.  my heart skipped a beat when buck got out of the car, making his way around the front of it so he was standing in front of me.  

“hi,” i said, standing up and grabbing all of my bags.

“hi,” he replied with a soft smile as he opened up the back door.  after i put all of my bags in the backseat, i closed the door and i was standing face to face with buck.  i scanned over his face, taking in every feature as if it was the first time i was seeing them.  his beautiful eyes, his pink, plump lips, that adorable birth mark that i remember peppering with kisses.  

“can i hug you?” he asked.  i smiled and opened my arms.  i don't think i realized how happy i was until i was enveloped in his arms and taking in the familiar scent of his cologne.

i don’t know how long we were standing like that for, but i do know that i wasn’t ready for him to pull away when he did.

“you ready to go?” he asked.  i nodded and he opened up the passenger side door, closing it after i got in.

after maybe 5 minutes of sitting in awkward silence, buck opened his mouth to speak again.

“so, how have you been?” he asked.

“uh, i’ve been okay.. i guess.  you?”

“okay, more or less,” he said.  more awkward silence.

“it’s good to see you, y/n,” he said.  i looked over at him and smiled lightly.

“it’s good to see you too, buck.”

all of a sudden, my eye began to feel very irritated.  i rubbed it a bit, but when that didn’t help, i pulled down the visor to look in the mirror.  when i did so, something fell into my lap.

i looked in the small mirror at my eye, searching for the cause of irritation.  low and behold, there was an eyelash sitting on my waterline.  i carefully retrieved it, then looked down at whatever had fallen into my lap.

it was a polaroid picture of me.  i was wearing a ridiculous christmas onesie and an equally ridiculous smile.  

“you kept this?” i asked, causing him to look over at me.  when he noticed what i was holding, a deep blush appeared on his face.  

“uh... yeah.  i mean, it’s.. it’s a cute picture,” he said.  now it’s my turn to blush.  

“do you want me to put this back?” i asked. 

“uh, yeah, could you?” he asked.  i nodded and returned the small image to it’s place.  i smiled at the thought that he keeps a polaroid picture of me in his jeep.

before i knew it, we were at my house.  we had already been together for about 30 minutes, but i’m not ready to say goodbye to him yet.

“thank you for the ride, i really appreciate it,” i said, getting out of the jeep.  i opened the back door and grabbed all of my bags before shutting it and returning to the passenger’s side.

“it’s no problem,” he said.  i smiled lightly, not knowing if i was about to regret what i was going to do next.

“do you wanna come inside? i don’t know if you’ve eaten yet, but i haven’t and i was thinking about ordering a pizza,” i said.  a smile spread across his face.

“yeah.  yeah, that sounds great,” he said, turning his car off and getting out of it. we made our way up to the front door, then i proceeded to make a fool out of myself by dropping half of my bags as i attempted to unlock it.  buck stifled a laugh as he offered to help, unlocking the door and pushing it open.

“thank you.  i’m gonna go put these upstairs and i’ll be right back down,” i said.  he nodded and i made my way up the stairs to my bedroom.  i dropped all of my bags on my bed and took a deep breath before heading back downstairs.

“what is so funny?” buck laughed as i tried to catch my breath.

“i just remembered that one night when you were wearing those stupid socks and i told you to stop messing around on the stairs but you didn’t listen so you ended up eating shit,” i laughed, “that was the night that...”

my words began to drift off when i realized that the next part of the story included the reason that our relationship ended.

“yeah,” he said.  another moment of awkward silence was activated.

“how’s she doing?” i asked.  

“taylor?” he said.  i nodded my head. “no clue.”

i furrowed my eyebrows, confused on why he wouldn’t know how she was doing.  when he saw my puzzled expression, he opened his mouth to speak again.

“i haven’t talked to her since the night we...”

“oh,” i said, not knowing what else to say.  more awkward silence.

“i-”

“i’m-”

we both paused, neither one of us wanting to speak over the other.  i nodded at buck.

“you go first,” i said. he nodded.

“i just.. wanted to say i’m sorry. i don’t know what was wrong with me, but i know you didn’t deserve to be treated like that. you were an amazing girlfriend and i couldn’t have been shittier to you. i really.. i’m sorry. i’ve been thinking about.. us ever since that night, and the only conclusion i can come to is that i want to be with you,” he said, leaving me stunned. “i’m sorry i haven’t texted, or called, but i was scared that you wouldn’t want to talk to me. i don’t know if we can get back to where we were before.. everything, but if you’re willing, i would like to try.”

i stayed silent for a few seconds, trying to process his words. i have missed him everyday for 4 months, but i don’t know if getting back together with him would be a decision that would result in my happiness.

“i’m sorry if that was a lot, i j-”

“i love you,” i blurted out. “i love you, buck, but i’m scared, i guess.  i don’t want to feel the way i did before.”

“i know, you won’t. i promise you won’t. you’ll be my priority. i’ll be better this time.  we don’t have to jump right back into it, either. we can take it slow and build back up to where we were, i just-”

i couldn’t take it anymore.  his words were muted when i placed my lips against his, finally receiving the feeling i had been craving for so long. 

our lips moved in sync as his hand made it’s way to the back of my head, pulling me closer.

when he pulled away, i almost whined at the loss of contact. the sight of his blown pupils, swollen lips and red-tinted cheeks made my heart race.

“okay,” i said. a large smile appeared on his face.

“okay?” he repeated.  i nodded my head yes.  he huffed and wrapped his arms around me so tightly that i thought i would explode. “i love you.  i missed you so much,” he said.

“i missed you too,” i laughed, struggling to get the words out because of how tight he was hugging me.

all of a sudden, my phone started ringing.  buck slightly loosened his grip on me, allowing me to grab it off of the coffee table.  maddie is calling me.  my face dropped when i realized i never told her i got home okay.  i quickly answered the call and brought it up to my ear.

“hey, maddie. sorry i never texted but i got home about 2 hours ago,” i said.

“oh, good, good.  i was starting to get worried.  how’d you get home?” she asked.  i looked over at buck, who was playing with my free hand.

“i called him,” i said.  he looked up at me when i said this.

“you did?”

“mm-hm.  he drove me home and we’ve been hanging out here,” i said.  

“let me talk to her,” buck said.  i gave him the phone.

“hey maddie... yeah... yes... well, we just got back together, so i would hope so.” “finally!” i heard maddie exclaim.

“i know, right?” buck said, causing me to laugh.  i grabbed the phone back from him.

“okay, well, we’re gonna go, but i’ll talk to you later?” i said.

“yes! you have to tell me all about it!” maddie said.

“okay, i will,” i laughed.

“y/n?” she said.

“yeah?”

“i’m happy for you,” she said, causing me to smile.

“thank you maddie.”

“talk to you soon.”

“bye.”

i hung up the phone and set it on the coffee table again, turning my attention back to buck.

“alright,” he said, clapping his hands. “how soon can i move back in?”