#but anyways yea this was... some AUDACITY

[tinkerbelle05]

Clingy Zoro x reader. You should make the story on Zorro and y/n are laying in bed after a wild night 😏. And y/n has to get up and go make breakfast but Zoro doesn't want to let her leave the bed.

Clingy Bastard

Characters: Zoro x fem!reader

Genre: Fluff

Summary: (Requested) Thanks luv 💚

Warnings: alluded to past and present sexual experiences also this is my first time writing for Zoro so please excuse any ooc.

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You woke up slowly, the morning sun shining light in the otherwise dark room. Blinking away the sleepiness, you saw the bright red numbers of the clock reading 11:30.

You briefly recalled that it was Saturday so no work for you to do but you still didn't want to rot in bed all day. Slowly you rose from the bed just to be pushed down back to the bed by Zoro’s arm.

He intertwined his legs with yours, trapping you in them and pulled your body closer to his, your back on his chest and his arm around your body. Holding you like you were his human teddy bear or something.

“No moving,” he mumbled tiredly into your neck. His voice was deep and croaky from sleep.

The audacity of this man.

He’s always doing this! Wanting to cuddle and snuggle until both of your bodies are sore due to the immobility and you didn’t know where your legs began and his arm ended so trying to untangle yourselves just made your already aching body hurt more. You two ended up pretzeled together for what seemed like hours (and it probably was) was not how you wanted to spend your Saturday morning.

Don’t get you wrong, you loved cuddling with Zoro. You loved when he held you against his chest, feeling his heartbeat through your back and the soft rising of his chest. It made you feel safe and warm and loved. Protected in a way that was unfamiliar to you for so long.

But you were….sticky. Yea, sticky and sweaty were the best words to describe the state that you were from what happened last night. They were the best words to describe Zoro too. But before showering, you desperately needed some food. And maybe coffee. And to y’know, get out of the bed too.

“Zoro, let go,” you said in your best “I’m not playing around” voice though it failed miserably judging by the way he snorted at you.

He hugged you closer to his body and you felt him slowly relaxing, his body melting into yours becoming one. He wrapped around you, coo-conning you into his body.

“No, let’s just stay here a bit longer. Why mess up a good thing?” He asked, his voice muffled a bit.

You sighed and thought about the best way to deal with the situation. Usually, after some begging and bribing Zoro would let do what you needed to do. But that’s when you need to do work so he would be less willing to comply when there was no work for you to do. And you didn’t wanna beg to just lay in the house all day anyway. And really, you weren’t that sticky.

No, no, no you definitely were.

So you had only one option. Something where you two would both get what you wanted.

“Wanna shower with me?” You offered to him. You saw his eyes slowly opening, cutting you a look with a sly grin.

He chuckled and kissed your neck, “Oh really? And what have I done to deserve such an honor?”

“Being a clingy, stubborn bastard,” you answered dryly and frowned at him but you couldn’t help the smile that was starting to form on your face when he started to laugh at your comment.

He dragged you onto his lap, his fingers digging into your waist, “Oh, I'm being clingy? Stubborn? You act as if you don't like it. Stop pretending.”

You rolled your eyes at him but was still smiling because despite how absolutely annoying it was, he was right. You did like it.

You’ll never admit it verbally though.

“That a yes or no, Roronoa?” You asked again.

Zoro gave you a toothy smile and carried you to the bathroom, slamming the door shut.

Something tells you that you wouldn't do much cleaning though.

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[lianaloverr]

Your safe with me

Paring: Sam Golbach x Fem!reader

Summary: your boyfriend just broke up with you after admitting to cheating on you, and you had to break the news to Sam.

Warnings: fluffy, some cussing, softy sam

Hey y’all!! Told u a fic was coming this weekend and I delivered! I hope u all enjoy this as much as I loved writing it! Not proofread. Just to say, Sam and Kat are NOT dating!!

Proudly my gif!

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“Y/n it’s gonna be okay.” Kat says, as she and Colby try to comfort you. “Yea, don’t cry about him, he was a dick anyways.” Colby says while patting your shoulder.

“But not only did he break up with me, he cheated on me too!” You say while balling your eyes out. “I know, I know” Kat says and Colby nods.

Your boyfriend now ex broke up with you and had the audacity to cheat on you too, you were pissed and sad. You gave that man everything, you let him stay with you, you bought him stuff, you even let him shut out a bunch of your friends because he “didn’t like them and their attitude”.

“Have you told Sam?” Kat asks as you snap out of your thoughts. “No.” You say with your stuffed nose visibly heard. “I think you should tell him, he needs to know.” Colby says.

“Yea, I should huh?” You say to Kat and Colby as you start to grab your keys.

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You pull up to Sam’s house ready to tell him everything that went down, you come up in the driveway and sigh. “Here we go.”

You knock on the door, waiting for him to answer. Suddenly, the door opens and you see your best friend of 12 years standing in your face, probably watching you go through your 100th break up.

“Hey y/n, why are you crying? Are you okay?” Sam says worried. “He broke up with me and cheated too.” You tell him. And you see his face instantly soften up. “Oh my god y/n come in” he says

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“ what happened?” He says. “Well he texted me out for the blue, saying that he cheated on me and that he wanted to break up.” You say as he listens to every word.

“What the fuck dude?” You hear Sam say as he is pasting around the room. “Okay but, are you okay?” He asks. “Yea, now that I’m with you.” You say honestly.

You feel a sudden warmth of your best friend hugging you like the world was ending. “Listen, I will never let anyone hurt you. If you want me to beat someone’s ass, I’ll do it. I just want you to know, I love you so so much.” Sam tells you. “I love you too.” You say. “How about we get some ice cream and watch a movie huh?” Sam says and you nod.

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As you and Sam are watching a movie, you can’t help but to think back to when he said he loves you. You and him always said you loved each other, but this time felt different.

You had always had feelings for Sam, but since you guys were best friends you never tried to get with him and tried to distract yourself with boyfriends and one night-stands.

“Sam, I’m tired do you mind if I crash here?” You ask. “Yes of course, you know I’m not gonna say no.” He says with a chuckle. “Okay, thank you..” you say as you drift of to sleep.

As you close your eyes, you hear Sam say one more thing.

“Don’t worry y/n, you’re safe with me.”

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Heyy guys! I hoped you enjoyed reading this! Sorry it’s so short lol. But thank you for reading, I appreciate your support and everything. Lmk if you want anything else for Sam or anyone else on my masterlist!! Love u all and see you on the next fic!

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"WHERE IS SHE?!"

All heads turned when Choi Seungcheol walked in, slamming the double doors open strolling in with hurried steps. You noticed the guy beside you jump from his seat while some of the police officers looked alarmed when the doors loudly banged against the wall.

He quickly zeros in on you, running towards where you sat then he crouched beside you immediately taking your hand in his

"JAGI! Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere? Let me see your hand"

"I'm fine" you assured him, he still checks though. Once he's done he stands up and faces the officer Infront of you.

"What seems to be the problem here, officer? Why is my fiancé being held here?"

"Well she-" "SHE ATTACKED ME!" the man seating a few seats from beside you shouts, all heads turn towards his direction

"Yah, do you want to be punched again?" you asked him, you feel Seungcheol's hand on your shoulder as if he's telling to you calm down and he's got it.

"SHE DID! LOOK AT THIS!" the guy points at his swollen left eye, it's not that bad but you bet it'll be worse in a couple of hours. You did get him good.

You were having dinner out with your workmates when one of them got harassed by this dude. When your workmate disappeared from your table, you saw her by the restaurant bar and a man being touchy with her. Noticing the uncomfortable expression on her face, you decided to intervene.

A few hours later, you're here at the police station.

"She got you good" you hear your fiancé mumble under his breath

"I'm going to press charges against you!" he shouts again

"You?! You're going to press charges when you were the one who harassed my friend?! Wah the audacity. What makes you think you can just put your hands on a woman just like that huh? and when I do the same and land my fist on your face you're complaining?? Tell me. Make it make sense" you challenge him.

It seems like the punch wasn't enough to knock some sense into him and you're never one to back down whenever you see something wrong.

Meanwhile the officer in front of you just looks back and forth, letting you rip at the man. Seungcheol bites back the proud smile for now, he lets you teach the man the lesson he needed to hear.

"I- well- Still! You're wrong for attacking me!"

"I attacked you?! You attacked my friend! Getting your grubby hands on her, saying she was asking for it. You deserved that punch and more"

"YAH YOU BIT-"

"I'd watch what you'll say next Sir, I'm being respectful here because we're Infront of my fiancé and we might both end up behind bars so if I were you I'd choose my next words wisely" Seungcheol cuts him off before he finishes his sentence, his expression quickly changing to a scary one. The look that can quiet down the whole place.

You snicker at the guy, seeing the intimidated look on his face before facing front. "My friend is just waiting for her boyfriend to come, she will be pressing charges. Is there anything else you need from me?" you ask

"We have the security footage now, we did see him approach your friend first and started being touchy with her. It happened for a while, the video also showed she did try to get away a few times but he kept on touching her then you came over. That's when all of that happened" the officer points at the guy, pertaining to his swollen eyes

"Is she getting charged for anything?"

"It showed in the video too that he shoved you first before you defended yourself"

"He pushed you?" Seungcheol looks down at you, brows furrowed

"Yeah he did, he still won't let go of my friend so I went up to him. He pushed me when I tried to tell him off, that's when I punched him"

"YOU CAME AT ME!"

"Can I press charges against him?" Seungcheol asks

"CHEOL! It's fine, I'm fine. I'm not the one attacked here, we'll deal with it later" you looked up at him, speaking through your eyes.

Seungcheol might give of alpha vibes but one look from you and he'd heel.

"Is there anything else?" you ask the officer "That's it, we got your testimony. You may go now" you thank the officer before standing up from your seat and lacing your hands with your fiancé's.

You hear the other man's protests but you don't look back, going out the same door Seungcheol walked in a few minutes ago.

Before you go, you talked to your workmate and made sure she's okay. Her boyfriend arrived shortly then you bid goodbye.

The two of you walk out the station hand in hand, Seungcheol helps you get inside the car before jogging over the driver's side. He waits until you're buckled in before driving away.

You didn't like the silence. No music, just the low hum of the engine and your own heartbeat.

"Cheol, are you mad at me?"

"Of course not, baby. Pissed at that man for putting his hands on you? Pushing you? Absolutely. I don't even let mosquitos bite you, and he thinks he can just do that? Some men really aren't shit. Sorry" he mumbles an apology after swearing, always careful and respectful when he's around you.

To Seungcheol, you're the most precious, most important person in his life. He would do anything and everything to make sure you're always safe. He also knows you're a protector, you protect those who are close to you. You always do right, ready to defend. Hence why he swore to be your defender too. Be your number one protector.

You smile upon hearing your fiancé’s words, reaching out to squeeze his thigh. He takes your hand and laces it with his own, feeling the metal band on your finger against his skin.

"You sure you're okay? You aren't hurt anywhere?" his voice suddenly turning more gentle, the Cheol only you get to witness

"I'm good, baby. I promise" you pull your intertwined hands, kissing the back of his hand before resting it on your lap.

"Give me that man's name"

"Why?"

"If he's doing it to random women, then about those in his workplace or other women he knows? I'll take care of it, don't you worry"

You look at him, watching him closely. He feels your stare on him so he squeezes your hand to assure you, "I'm not going to get in any trouble I promise"

"Okay. No punching alright?"

When he don't say anything you say his name

"Fine, I promise no punching, I'll just ask Mingyu to do it for me"

"Gyu wouldn't hurt a fly, he's all height no fight" you chuckle

"Oh by the way, Han has something to give to you. It's at the back"

When you stop at a red light, Seungcheol lets go of your hand to reach behind your seat to get a black plastic bag then gives it to you

"What's this?" you look inside to see it's content

"Tofu? Really?"

"Han said to give it to you" he laughs, taking your hand again before resuming the drive

"You tell your other wife I'll punch him next time I see him"

[phoward89]

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WARNING ⚠️: Coryo is his own warning in and of himself. Delusional!Coryo, Soft!Dark!Coryo, Soft!Dom!Coryo, Reader has some survival instincts, Reader knows keeping Coryo happy keeps her alive and well, cussing, possession, obsession, slight manipulation, threats of harm, threats of rape, threats of violation, choking, murder threats

Chapter 7:

Coriolanus has been on Peacekeeper duty for the last 3 days. It sucks because Sejanus isn't with him. Instead he's doing his medic training at the infirmary with the Matron, leaving Coriolanus to do street patrols on his own.

But today he's on watch duty at the Peacekeeper Uniform Factory. His partner’s some grunt he’s barely even talked to. Honestly, he doesn't care to get to know the grunt since he's not sticking around much longer.

Coriolanus is taking his Elite Officer's Exam tomorrow; he knows he'll pass with flying colors. He can't wait to get you out of 8, to be able to claim you as his wife on legal documents and paperwork. Coriolanus sent a letter to Pluribus Bell about your father and one to Strabo Plinth as well, so he's hoping to receive some responses with some advice on how to move forward with inquiring about the asset law of Colonel Javanis Halvir for you.

Coriolanus grappled with the idea of writing to Dr. Gaul, but then decided against it. The woman, after all, was a bit crazy and had planned on killing all of the leftover tributes in the arena with her rainbow snakes; if he didn't cheat then there wouldn't have been a victor for the 10th Hunger Games. So, he decided not to contact Dr. Gaul. God forbid the woman wants you to return to the Capitol, to be rescued from your abandonment in the Districts for so long.

Yea…

Coriolanus isn't giving you up for anything. You're his wife; that makes you his responsibility. He's your protector since you're now Mrs. Snow. That gives him power; no one's going to take that away from him.

Coriolanus is dressed in his denim fatigues, his lanky frame leaning against the concrete wall as he keeps an eye on the women and teenagers that're working the loom machines. His icy blue eyes have been staring a hole into your once sister-in-law’s head, but that's mostly because she keeps giving him nasty looks. But that's fine with him; not like he cares what she thinks about him anyways.

In fact he hates Ashlie for abandoning you in a strange place; for being the cause of you to stoop down so low to stealing- to getting punished by the lash.

Yes!

Coryo has the audacity to shoulder the entire blame of your whipping onto your once sister-in-law. He refuses to take responsibility for it. He ‘loves’ you (more like he's head over heels obsessed with you) and refuses to believe that his greed and overwhelming need to impress his superiors hurt you in any way.

Plus you love him and married him. If he hurt you why would you have done that?

Yea…

Private Snow’s thick skull doesn't grasp that you latched onto him for pure survival- got somewhat of a Stockholm syndrome going on with him. Can't bite the hand that feeds you, eh?

Eh…Coriolanus feels like he's in for a long day. It's not even noon yet and he's already ready to take a break. And he can't help, but to wonder how your day’s going so far.

Ah, to be young, in love, and a newlywed.

You're making yourself a simple sandwich for lunch whenever a knock sounds at your door. You're not expecting anybody, so you're a little taken aback. Your husband's at work until the evening and you don't really have any friends in 8.

So, tentatively, you approach the door and open it. Standing before you is a postal worker, but not just any postal worker- one with a Peacekeeper postal uniform on. On the ground by their feet’s a large wooden crate.

What the?...

“I have a delivery for a Coriolanus Snow and a Y/N Snow? Are one of them present to sign for the package?” The postal worker asks, holding a clipboard with an attached pen.

You simply answer the postal worker with, “I'm Y/N Snow.”

Without a word, the Peacekeeper postal worker hands you the clipboard; which you take and sign your name on in the required spot before handing it back.

“Have a nice day, Ma’am.” The postal worker tips their hat at you before walking down the hall; leaving you alone with the crate.

You picked up the crate, which wasn't too heavy, and brought it into the house. Once you set it down, you read the return label. The name on it was The Plinths. You quickly realized that Sejanus' family sent Coriolanus something. You knew that they're friends from the Academy in the Capitol that joined the Peacekeepers together.

Well, it's nice that they sent your husband something.

But then you remember that the postal worker had said the package was for Coriolanus and Y/N Snow. Oh boy, so did they send you something in the crate too? And how did they know that Coriolanus got married? You've only been married for 3 days. Did they just assume or did Sejanus get a hold of his parents and tell them. How fast does Peacekeeper mail travel?

They say curiosity killed the cat, but it didn't kill you.

You opened the crate, with the help of a bottle opener that you used to pry the wooden lid off, and saw that inside of the crate was a few wrapped packages and a tin. Oh, so the Plinths sent Christmas presents. That's very nice of them.

You take the packages and the tin out, only to place them on them on the kitchen table. Then you realize that you don't have a Christmas tree to place the presents under. You'll have to talk to Your husband about it when Coryo gets home.

During the factory’s lunch break Coriolanus is stuck watching the workers gather in a breakroom while waiting for his relief to come. His partner's relief showed up, but not Private Snow's. Talk about shit luck.

So, Coriolanus stands up straight in the break room, watching over the factory workers with some scurvy looking Peacekeeper a few yards away from him.

Coriolanus narrows his icy eyes as he watches Ashlie shake her head at her co-worker and stand up from her lunch table. What's she up to?

“Why's she heading over here?” The scurvy Peacekeeper asked Coriolanus.

“She knows my wife.” Was Coriolanus’ curt answer.

“You got a wife?” The Peacekeeper by the platinum um blonde asked, his brow skewed up curiously.

“By District 8 rituals, yea.” Coriolanus nodded. “I got a wife.”

“You know that ain't allowed. Better keep it a secret.”

“You gonna tell on me?” Private Snow asked, his face stony, as he looked the scurvy guy next to him in the eye.

“No.” The Peacekeeper next to Coriolanus shook his head. “I don't care what you do, but there's some people that would sell that kind of information to further themselves.”

Little did the scurvy Peacekeeper know that Coriolanus is one of those people who'll sell out somebody for the upper hand; to get ahead.

“I need to talk to you.” Ashlie told Coriolanus as she came to a stop right in front of him. Looking between your husband and his fellow peacekeeper, she added in, “Privately.”

“Fine.” Coriolanus told her. “I'll be in the hall with her; I won't be long.” He told the peacekeeper before turning and leading your once sister-in-law out into the hallway.

Once in the hallway, he sneered, “What's so important that a whore like you had to seek me out for?”

“One of the girls says that she saw you in the market the other day buying supplies for a handfasting.” Ashlie's eyes welled up with sorrow as she begged, “Please, tell me you didn't marry my sister.”

“Y/N’s not your sister. Her dead brother was your meal ticket, but that doesn't make her your sister.” Coriolanus coldly told the factory worker. “In fact, she's shit to you since you abandoned her shortly after dragging her here.” Towering over Ashlie, like a predator tower's over their prey before they strike, he condescendingly said, “You're such a good ‘sister’ that my darling rose has to stoop so low to resort to stealing to feed herself. If I wasn't there to witness her whipping; to carry her home and tens to her then who knows what shape she'd be in right now.”

Ashlie’s eyes blazed hatefully as she looked up at Coriolanus. “I’m going to do anything I have to get Y/N to see the light and leave you. You filthy Capitol blooded peacekeeper.”

Shoving the thin brunette girl against the wall, Coriolanus wraps his large, calloused hand around her throat. Pressing his thumb, hard, into her windpipe he hatefully threatens in a snake like hiss, “You stay the fuck away from my wife, you ratty lil whore, or else I'll fuck that pussy of yours up and pass you around the barracks to let my squad take turns with you before snapping your neck and tossing you into that sludge filled river.” A managing look crossed over his face as he toyed with the girl who's life he literally had in his hand. “What's it called again? That's right, the Cuyahoga River.”

Ashlie couldn't breath, all she could do was let out high pitched wheezes. She frantically clawed at your husband's hand, desperate to breath since he was choking her.

“Stop your dramatics, you stupid whore.” Coriolanus commanded harshly before letting Ashlie's neck go.

She gasped desperately for air, her lungs aching for oxygen to give them their substance, as he knees buckled. Ashlie slid against the wall, watching as Private Snow- your cold and cruel husband- walked back into the factory's break room as if nothing has happened. As if he just didn't nearly kill her; threaten violent things against her.

Ashlie's off tomorrow and, even tho sh was threaten by Coriolanus, she's determined to get you to leave him. So, she's going to be paying you a visit.

A visit that'll prove to be her last once your husband hears about it.

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FAME DR —  scandals !

⋆  caught sneaking out of the ritz carlton at 4 a.m – nobody knows who with, but the paparazzi sure caught that smudged lipstick and tousled hair.  

⋆  accused of lip-syncing during a live performance – the audacity, when it was clearly a technical glitch !!!!!!!  twitter fans are fighting for their lives in the comments. 

⋆  secret affair with a director on your latest project – everyone swears the chemistry was more than just “method acting.” who knows. . . . . . .  . .

⋆  caught vaping in a luxury boutique – iconic or embarrassing ? the footage is grainy but very much, uh, on brand.

⋆  skipping a major award show for a last-minute ibiza trip – the scandal isn’t missing the show, it’s the very visible hickey i come back with. meditation trip or possible bacchanalia ? with ibiza you never know. 

⋆  breaking up a high-profile celebrity couple – But how was i supposed to know they were “on a break” ?

⋆  walking out of a live interview mid-question – that silence screamed volumes !!!, and now everyone’s guessing what they asked. and yes, it was at ellen’s. 

⋆  hooking up with TWO a-list celebrities at coachella – reps deny it, but those blurry tent photos don’t lie. anyway…i don’t kiss and tell. 

⋆  storming out of a fashion show after they seat second row – because who in their right mind thought that was okay? but, like, genuinely. (insert blue emoji guy with raised eyebrow) 

⋆  getting kicked out of a vegas casino for ‘causing a scene’ – it wasn’t my fault the dealer was shady, and i definitely didn’t toss chips into his face (allegedly). allegedly. 

⋆  recklessly driving a golf cart at a private resort – the poor palm tree never stood a chance, but at least i walked away laughing ?

⋆  leaking dms from a famous ex – petty? maybe. satisfying? hell YEA. feminism

⋆  being too tipsy on a live talk show – that margarita wasn’t supposed to hit like that, and now the clip is meme material. and at least i looked hot?? meanwhile doing it?? 

⋆  fighting with airport security over carry-on – the footage shows me slamming my birkin on the conveyor belt and storming off barefoot. once again, allegedly.

⋆  disinvited from the met gala – anna wintour herself (allegedly) bans me for a cheeky remark about her hair. that IG story? “girl dinner > gala dinner.” they were begging for my return by 2024, though, trust. 

⋆  caught yelling at paparazzi – but i wasn’t yelling, tho… i was singing. OK, it’s giving britney ’07 for some, but my fans are out here screaming “ART.”  take it or leave it . 

⋆  feuding" with an iconic diva – a messy exchange with madonna (hypothetical queen) where i….maybe… claimed she “isn’t the queen anymore.” the interview spins my comment out of control, and fans are at war.  real ones know we #cockedout 

⋆  tweeting that melania pegs trump back in 2017 — ok…guys…i was 19. basically a baby. besides, she told me. she didn’t, but the voices did. 

⋆  “fake" activism accusations – a photo resurfaces of me wearing leather boots at a vegan protest. laugh it off with “they’re vintage!” but the vegans are not amused.  

⋆  over-the-top rider demands – allegedly (once again) asking for 500 freshly-cut peonies in my dressing room. stans call me iconic; everyone else calls me “insufferable” (pussies).  what y’all want me to do?? i have 4 oscars !! or is it five? i forgor. 

⋆  telling a journalist to “shut up” mid-interview – the question was offensive to my peace, but somehow i’m the villain? whatever. whatever. whatever ! i stand by it.  

⋆  skipping a charity gala to go on a yacht – yes, the photos are incriminating. no, i don’t regret it

⋆  skipping rehab to headline coachella – rumours fly that i had “issues,” (pfftt) but I show up looking radiant in glitter eyeliner anyways !

⋆  late to my own movie premiere – because i “got lost” wandering Paris with a random stranger i met in a café. they were playing edith piaf on the accordion, and i HAD to vibe, OK?

⋆  rumoured love triangle – yours truly and her ex AND their new partner are photographed at the same soho house event. ‘body language’ experts on tiktok are having a FIELD DAY over that “smirk.”

⋆  crying in the louvre – captured having a total meltdown in front of the mona lisa (because she just like me fr). the discourse ranges from “a raw artistic moment” to “get her a matcha latte.” discourse… 

⋆  THAT one paparazzi photo – where i’m smoking (uh oh) in a dior gown while barefoot in the château marmont parking lot. the aesthetic is undeniable. discourse once again has the “is she genuinely okay?” player and the “CUUUUNTY YEEEEEEES.” 

⋆  be that girl who goes on a whirlwind 48-hour ibiza trip, parties with billionaires, then comes back to NYC looking so radiant people whip out the “illuminati” accusations. 

[xxnomadsxx]

Nomads AU! That what if before timeline I mentioned a while back on a poll! Part 1

The story goes the same in band together (John comes in they get Bruce then get Clay) just without branch being there. There was a lot of worry and concern going on about Branch’s whereabouts, but eh they’ll deal with it later. Anyways they just got Clay and now THEY HAD TO FIND BITTY B!…wherever he might be. So they try and find anyway to locate Branch, but after searching through old memorabilia they do find his old glasses and basically try the same method they did with Clay (look it worked so might as well keep using it) so Rhonda got a faint trail of Branch (almost nonexistent) and after some hustling they end up in some very overgrown woods. They sorta just wander around looking and shouting for Bitty B/Branch. The hunt goes on for a while till…

THEY WERE CAUGHT!!! Rhonda basically got led into a trap with some tasty berries and immediately got caught. Soon the brothers and Poppy plus Tiny left Rhonda to figure out what happened, when all of a sudden…they were surrounded by cloaked figures that circled them. All of them were different shapes and sizes but yet troll sized (weird right?) the gang was startled John and Clay got ready to fight (Clay definitely learned how to fight while living with the putt putt trolls) Bruce was making sure tiny was safe, while Poppy was….scrapbook a friendship card (she doesn’t take danger that serious…but she’ll learn, probably)

Soon the cloaked figures stopped once they realized… those were trolls?! Actual colorful trolls (they don’t see many colorful trolls anymore) soon some of the cloaked figures revealed themselves to the gang and….. they were grey trolls?! (When I tell you Poppy had a mini heart attack in that moment) I mean how could this be, a grey troll? Those are hard to come by, not to mention there were tons! Plus some really weird feral looking things were sorta eyeing the gang (the feral(trolls?) were totally going to eat them) then the grey trolls decided they should bring them to the leader. Yea at this point the gang was to flabbergasted by the fact there were grey trolls here! that they just kinda were too shocked to think right and just followed them. Poppy soon got out of her funk asking a bazillion questions and trying to “cheer” up the trolls (she was kinda insulting them but similar to how she was with 1st movie Branch) all the grey trolls ignored her.

So once they got to there leader’s bunker (yes Branch still has a bunker) they started trying to get him to come out to see the guests they had. But once Branch came out and saw HIS brothers just there standing in front of him he freaked out. At first he was shocked just frozen but once his brothers asked who HE WAS! That was when he freaked out, he screamed and shouted at them how they left him to fend for himself that he was alone and they had the audacity to FORGET HIM!! This was the moment every built up emotion hit the brothers. Standing in front of them was there baby brother, as a disheveled mess, leaves in a natty messed up puffball of a haircut, a face littered with scars and stress lines, not to mention he looked like he was going blind in an eye (they didn’t see much of his body but it would just make them feel worse with how many scars the poor troll had) none of them were even able to handle the fact that their baby brother was…. Grey.

All the brothers were ready to break down they saw this troll who was nothing like the happy baby they left instead a sad grey troll. The brothers were going to be kicked out until John told Branch Floyd was in danger. Floyd may have still abandoned Branch, but Branch didn’t want his brother to die. So he agreed to go then a lot of time gets spent with him struggling to actually leave the village without the tribe with him (he’s very paranoid about what could happen) during this Poppy tries to “cheer” up the grey troll (which gives her a bad impression on branch as she acts very similar to 1st movie poppy) she then tries to throw a huge party to bring up the mood it does not go well (the scene is very similar to world tour with the country trolls) after Branch is ready to leave and officially annoyed by his brothers trying to cheer him up as they try to either have a very sad awkward conversation, or they treat him like a baby similar to how they treat him in the movie but it’s more awkward cause he is a complete stranger to the brothers and veeerrrrryyyy aggressive (he growls and hisses at them)

He struggled actually leaving the village but once he was assured by his brothers it was for Floyd he put his second in in command in charge and left it was sorta similar to the Poppy and Viva scene where she wouldn’t leave but if it worked.

(Poppy was very excited BITTY B was found and was getting on every one of branch’s nerves the brothers were conflicted to say the least)

I’m really sorry I’m making a part 2 because I have a lot to say but the next part will be about the bus ride to mount rageouse and saving Floyd.

[sheawritesstuff]

Summertime Sleepover

[Teen!David and Asher]

[Fluff - 778 words]

“David,” Asher cracked his best friend's door open and whispered. “David, are you still awake?”

“Mhmm,” David replied, not even looking up from his book. “What's up?”

“I can't sleep. Can I come hang out with you?”

“What's wrong with the guest room? You sleep in there more than your own house these days.”

“Nothing's wrong with it, I just don't wanna be by myself right now.”

“Come on, then.” David patted the space next to him expectantly. He finally glanced up as his visitor crawled into bed with him. “Dude, are you still wearing skinny jeans?”

“Yeah, why?”

“Who the hell wears jeans to bed? Go change.”

“But I didn't bring any night clothes…”

“I see that, dumbass. Go grab a pair of my sweatpants or something.” He pointed toward the dresser against the wall. It was wholly unnecessary, seeing as Ash had been stealing his clothes since they were old enough to dress themselves, but he wanted to emphasize his point.

“But-”

“No buts! I'm not sleeping next to someone in denim.”

Asher groaned and climbed right back out of bed. He shuffled through the drawer, searching for a good pair to wear. After thoroughly studying all his options, he picked a thin pair of dark blue pajama pants. He aggressively tugged the pants off, desperately trying to escape the denim prison he trapped his lower half in. Slipping into the new pair was significantly easier.

Once dressed, he turned his back to David and glanced over his shoulder. “You like what you see, big boy?” He bent forward and ran his hands up his thighs slowly. He bit his lip dramatically and raised his eyebrows.

David stared at him blankly. “Are you done yet?”

“You're no fun.” Ash returned to the bed and climbed under the blanket. “Whatcha readin’ anyway?”

“This,” David motioned dramatically to the object in his hand. “Is what most people call a book. You should pick one up sometime, they're pretty cool.”

Ash glared at him and groaned. “That's not what I meant and you know it.”

“Yeah, but it was funny.”

“Daveyy,” Asher whined. “Just tell me! I'm nosy. ”

“David,” he corrected sternly. “Say my name right and maybe I'll think about it.”

“Fine! David.” He made a point of over annunciating the last syllable. “Now will you please tell me what book is keeping you up this late?”

“A Separate Peace. It's one of my favorites.” David closed the book around his finger, showing off the cover but keeping his spot. “It's also a classic.”

“You're so boring,” he sighed.

“Sorry I have taste.” David reopened the book and continued reading.

“You sound like Milo,” Ash giggled.

David ignored him, letting the quiet laughter fade out on its own. There was a long silence, broken only by the occasional page turn. Asher fidgeted with the drawstrings of his borrowed pants and looked around the bedroom that might as well be his own with feigned interest.

“It's getting really late. You should at least try to get some sleep,” he said finally.

“I'm not tired.”

“That's bull. You look exhausted, man.”

“I'll fall asleep when I'm ready. ‘Til then, I'm just fine where I am.”

“You need sleep, David. It's important so you can be the best possible alpha when you're older.”

“You're not my dad,” he retorted.

“Well, yea, but he'd say the same thing if I went and got him.”

“You wouldn't dare.” David shifted his attention to the other boy in his bed, almost offended by the audacity of his threat.

“Oh yes I would.”

David stared him dead in the eyes, challenging him to back down. Ash stared right back, a mischievous grin pulling at his lips.

“God, fine, I'll lay down.” David slid his bookmark between the pages and set the novel on his nightstand. “But I’m still not tired.”

“Come on, buddy. Once you get all comfy and cozy you'll be asleep in no time.” Asher cuddled up to his side and peered up at him with his signature puppy dog eyes. “Don't you wanna snuggle with me?”

David sneered. “No.” He flicked his bedside lamp off and turned back to his late night visitor. “This is purely for your benefit.”

David laid flat on his back, arms folded across his chest. Asher laid on his side, legs wrapped around one of David's and arm flung haphazardly across his middle. He squeezed gently and settled comfortably into his side of the bed.

“I love you, Davey,” Asher mumbled, barely conscious. He nestled his head against his best friend's shoulder and hummed contentedly.

David rolled his eyes and smiled. “Love you too, Ash. Good night.”

[berylshores]

Beryl Shores HCs - Sandborn Moores

// why do i call these headcanons when it’s my canon? hmm

// anyways a little more on the sirens and their relationships with the actual town itself!

- Moondrop and Sunrise know the towns residents by heart. Their names, their families, their personalities, etc. Anyone deemed too “nasty” make for easy pickings and have plucked the island population to a very small few they deem tolerable, mostly attacking sailors and travelers these days

- they gossip like they don’t already know what’s happening as it happens and also haven’t already predicted it 3 days before it happens

- The majority of the townsfolk have kind of just accepted “yea there’s something in the water,” they don’t know what but they don’t really care atp . just don’t investigate anything weird, don’t litter, and it’s fine

- Some of the residents even talk to the sea, telling stories, venting and asking for advice. They’ll never get a response, but Sunrise enjoys it and Moondrop secretly treasures it . Who knows, maybe the person that’s been bothering you may suddenly “disappear”?

- Moon likes to fuck with people with voice mimicry, even when not intending to kill. You’re just walking around and randomly hear your mom scream .

- Sun and Moon both enjoy sometimes swimming along secretly with people taking walks and under them in the sea

- fishing trips often go well on full moons (coughs at Moons moodswings) and new moons almost always are disastrous, so the fishers of the island have formed little routines, routes and traditions surrounding the tide and moon phase

- surfers are literally the funniest things in the world to them . look at what those humans have to do to mimic a fraction of our power . yank the board right out from under their feet for the audacity /j

- It took them both way too long to comprehend cooking. why are you putting that meat on a fire what the fuck are you DOING ITS BURNING and then they managed to snag a cooked scrap and were just like “oh”

[gaslysainz]

Lost (PG10) pt.2

Summary: The world is utterly unfair. He was her most prized possession, her life, her first ever commitment of love. But to him, she was just a mere person lost in his big world.

warnings: ; unrequited feelings; Pierre is a douche , arrange marriage, angst, explicit scenes and languages.

Author's Note~ Heya guys! So a few days back I posted the first chapter of my first ever fanfic! And I'm overwhelmed by the response ❤️ Really Thanks a lot to everyone who had liked the story so far. It's just the beginning of the journey, there's a lot to come. Love You All 😘 Here's my first ever story for you guys. As soon as I finish this one, I'll start taking requests maybe! Till then please show your love and support for "LOST".

Journal Entry -2

A new episode and a new day of my life. Never in my 24 years of life have I ever thought that I would have to come across this day. This awful day when i would have to sit through a whole day in my room crying my eyes out and coming out of my room only when i'm called for causes like "Julia needs a glass of water, you need to clean Julia's dress, Julia accidentally dropped food on the floor, clean up the mess" so on and so forth. Today was the day when I had to look at the most heart wrenching thing ever...

So here's what happened 

*FLASHBACK*

I was reading a book in my room and suddenly someone knocked at my door. I opened the door and came across Pierre!

"H-hey! you need something?"

I noticed him looking inside my room at our wedding picture hanging on the wall right above my head. Obviously he'd be curious about my room cause he's never been inside my room before. I actually felt a little awkward so i cleared my throat to get his attention.

"Uh! yea actually Julia was having a headache, go and make some soup or something and bring it up to my room  along with some medicine!" There was that tone! Full of despise for me.

"Sure" By saying that i went down to the kitchen to make some soup for her.

That's what my job in this house is after all, looking after the house and the people in it. Oh! Did I mention? We do not have any maids. Cause apparently according to my husband's mistress, I'm not any different than a maid so why waste money on hiring one? Anyways, after making the soup and being satisfied with it I went towards Pierre's room and stopped once I saw something that no married or committed person should ever see. My husband was on top of my sister thrusting deep inside her and them moaning out each other's name. 

You must be thinking that what am i so shaken up about? I should've been used to this by now, Well this is the first time i'm seeing them doing it in front of my eyes. Yes i admit it that i've heard them before but seeing it live, right in front of me is a whiplash of a whole lot of negative thoughts. And what did I do in that situation? Nothing! I just closed the door silently, kept the soup and the medicine outside the room and came back to my room and cried my eyes out! Why did they have to keep the door opened? Did my husband really become so heartless? Did he really want me to see that I can never get his love? Did he really have literally shove it in my face that he belongs completely and soulfully to his mistress and I can never take her place?

Oh! and the agony! My Step sister saw me standing outside the room and smirked!

Yes she had the audacity to smirk at me....

*FLASHBACK ENDS*

I know i'm young and naive. My sister is 27 and i'm 24 years old. She's more mature than I am, sexier, prettier, and more perfect , with an hourglass figure, amazing style. But all that, with a nasty heart it seems. She can easily go out wearing anything and everything that she wants whereas I tend to gravitate towards PJ's, hoodies and oversized clothes. The only time I wear dresses are at the parties that I attend with my husband. But still, he never looks at me the same way he looks at her. She is definitely Pierre's s absolute match in all spheres. And here I am, stupid little girl crying my eyes out inside my room cause my husband is making love to my step sister. 

I, Mrs. Y/n Gasly is once again LOST!

LOST in my sister's PERFECTION!

PS - Please lemme know what do you think about LOST and also let me know if you wanna be added to the tag list ❤️

@peachiicherries @crimeshowjunkie

@oblomovissad ❤️

[annimator]

I need to be sedated

(I JUST WATCHED TOMJAKE EP 4 AND I HAVE THINGS TO SAY, ITS ALL UNDER THE CUT BECAUSE SPOILERS)

• Lucia’s rewatching All Stars lmao. I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE QUEEN YOU LIKE REALITY TV AND CARE ALOT FOR TOM AS A FRIEND

• Tom’s quitting the police force, good for him. I’m saying this as a chaotic neutral-ish person

• YEA SHE ADMITTED IT, SHE CARES :D

• Intro time- OH OK NOW YOU SWITCH BACK TO THE ORIGINAL VERSION OF THE INTRO THAT WAS POSTED BY ITSELF, ALRIGHTY THEN

• Aw they’re setting up for Miriam’s party :D

• I almost thought Jake and Ellie were gonna get into another argument lmao. It’s nice to see them on good terms

• GABBY LOOKS SO HAPPY WITH THE PIÑATA I LOVE HER

• yoooo Ashley cameo :D

• OMG AIDEN’S HERE I LOVE HIM SMMMM

• “Aw, no James?” “He’s busy being a famous actor.” My disappointment is immeasurable, and my day is ruined-

• oh cool Lake’s here too. Congrats on getting a gf queen

• ngl I prefer Tom with a hoodie on. Anyways YEA MORE TOM & GABBY SCENES

• I still cannot get over the fact that Shawn and Alec have the same va lol

• I understand where Jake’s coming from tbh. I’d be pissed off if I had a sibling that wasn’t there when I needed him even though I’m an only child

• Aw Tom and Gabby are singing piggyback together in the car :D

• HELL YEA TOM’S GOING TO THERAPY

• “Yay! And you always have us to help you heal!” Gabby ily

• “Can you believe some people walk on the sidewalk? The audacity!” Lmao

• Jake and Shawn’s convo was rlly sweet :D I’m not gonna copy paste the whole thing cuz am lazy, but Shawn saying that their Grandma would be proud is making me sad :’)

• Event planning being Jake’s career is somewhat surprising to me. Wonder how twt’s thinking about it…

• AW TOM WENT BACK TO TIPISKAW TO GET THE HEART HE CARVED INTO THE CABINS THAT ADORABLE

• Gabby is truly the ideal homie

• “Between us, you’re my favourite Disventure Camp contestant!” Real take about Aiden right here /j

• NAH DID MIRIAM HAVE TO FAKE HAVING A HEART ATTACK AGAIN.

• “I couldn’t imagine a better man to be my brother’s other half!” I love Shawn being so acceptive of Tom :D

• Why did Tom have to get so defensive over Jake lmao. Did u rlly have to say that to his brother lol

• Annnnnd Gabbs broke the carved heart lol

• “It’s not the gift, it’s the gesture.” REAL

• YEAH ANOTHER KISS LETS GOOOO

• Oh damn, they’re… doing stuff (yeah I can’t get over that line from All Stars Ep19 lol)

• I’m getting too lazy to type stuff but that ending montage was rlly wholesome.

• AWWW TOM BROUGHT JAKE TO THE PLACED THEY HAD THEIR FIRST KISS THATS FUCKING WHOLESOME BRO

• I love seeing Gabby as Tom’s wingwoman. Queen shit right there

• JAKE GLUED THE CARVED HEART BACK TOGETHER THAT ADORABLEEEEE

• “Despite everything, we weathered the storm.” “And scars, inside and out. Makes it more beautiful.” I want to cry, but I’m in a public place rn

• “Anything big coming up?” “Well, I was thinking maybe… the next wedding I planned… was ours.” NO WAY. NO FUCKING WAY DID JAKE BASICALLY JUST PROPOSE TO TOM OMG I FUCKING WINNNN

• IT ENDS ON A SHOT OF THE CARVED HEART OH MY FUCKING GODAPXJDNIWIQQ

• OK OVERALL, GREAT EPISODE, 10/10, IM STILL KINDA SAD THAT JAMES DIDNT MAKE AN APPEARANCE BUT THAT PROPOSAL MADE UP FOR IT

• Bro im so hyped for Carnival of Chaos coming out by the end of this month. ALSO I WANT A SEASON TWO, PLEASE JARED I WANT TO SEE A DOUBLE DATE BETWEEN TOMJAKE AND JAIDEN-

[deans-baby-momma]

Law & Love Chapter 3

THEN

Y/N it's not what you think. Please call me (406)321-5879

NOW

I don’t call him when I clock out. I don't call him while I take a cab home. In fact, I don't call him at all. 

I am angry! Angry at myself for letting him in and angry at him for asking me out when he is clearly unavailable. 

I don't know how they do stuff here in Montana but I was raised to be faithful and true.  That's probably why I endured Eric's lack of attention and overlooked his cheating for so long.

Yes, I knew my boyfriend was out fucking anything with a vagina almost weekly. I discovered it when I found a hotel receipt in his pocket. 

I did a little amateur sleuthing and found out that he had used that certain hotel for years. He had an open account with the seedy fleabag accommodations; he paid after the use of their room, usually with cash that I still didn't know where it came from. So, I tolerated his cheating and laziness because that's what I was taught to do. 

But now? Now was different. I am not that same girl I was then. I was aware of the obscenity of the world and knew very few people abided by the 'old ways'.

So, I'm not about to let some philandering womanizer get the best of me. He cannot have his cake and eat it too! 

It’s been a few days since the sheriff and his girlfriend/wife/whatever had visited the diner and I was ever so grateful. I didn’t want to see his cheating, conniving face at all! Everytime I thought about the audacity he had to ask me out when he was clearly taken, my blood pressure skyrocketed. The nerve of him! The gall to manipulate the situation to his advantage was mind boggling. 

After the lunch rush was over, I set about getting the remaining tables and chairs back into their proper order when the bell rang and someone stepped in. I smile as I see who I know now is a regular at this time of the day, Joey. Joey would come in when the rush was over and keep Deb and I amused with his stories of different things. He seems to be a nice guy who lived alone and simply desired social interaction.

I smile at him as he walks to his usual spot and settles in. Deb writes up his normal order. As I pass by headed to the kitchen, Joey smiles and speaks. “You look nice today, Y/n.”

“Thanks Joey.”

Deb and I listen to Joey as he regales about the time his uncle took him and his cousins fishing at Park Lake Campground, southwest of town.

"So, here we were standing alongside the lake. We could practically see the fish swimming around, waiting for us to throw our lines in. Marco and Luis were baiting their hooks as ole Uncle Paul was sliding the earthworm onto mine.  He didn't trust me not to try to eat the lure." He pauses as Deb and I give him a look of disgust. He laughs and continues.

"Ladies, I was 4 years old okay! I probably would've tried to eat it," he laughs. "Anyway, he gets the hook ready and hands me the pole. I watch my cousins cast their line out into the water so I pull back and throw……hook, line, sinker and pole. It floats on the water for a second before it sinks. Uncle P starts yelling and running toward the water. No one caught anything that day."

The bell over the door rings and a woman walks in with a brown paper bag with handles. There is no writing on the nondescript back. She smiles at us and asks for Y/N. I groan as I realize exactly what that means.

The fucking sheriff has sent me another goddamn gift. I mask my irritation and I step forward with a smile and take the bag.

Inside is a stuffed animal. I pull it out to see it's a gray squirrel holding an acorn in its paws. On the acorn are the words "NUTS FOR YOU".

Yea, he's nuts if he thinks I'm going to keep accepting his little gifts and trinkets. Not when he's a two-timing jerk!

I stuff the stuffed animal back in the bag and take it in the back room, where we keep our personal items.

After my shift, I'm making a pitstop at the Sheriff's office and putting an end to his treacherous ways, once and for all!

The taxi driver can tell I’m on a mission as soon as I slide into the backseat and utter, “Take me to the sheriff’s office.”

As we pull up outside of Helena P.D. I can see the red truck that I know belongs to the sheriff sitting alongside the other cop cars in the lot. I can’t help but sneer at it as I pay the cabbie and exit the vehicle.

I open the door to the building and am met immediately with the smell of donuts and coffee. I want to laugh at  the plain and simple stereotype of it all but before I can even twitch my lips, I look through and see Sheriff Arlen and his companion through the glass that divides the front of the station with what is apparently his office. They are both smiling and talking and I see him throw his head back and laugh at what she just said.

“Can I help you?” 

I bring my focus back to the front to see the same officer that had come to collect the sheriff and his companion that day at the diner; the day I realized just what a swindler the man in charge is.

“I need to speak to the Sheriff, if you can pull the lovebirds apart,” I jeer. The man looks at me questioningly and goes to open his mouth but evidently Beau has noticed my presence and comes out of the room.

“Y/N?” he calls as he approaches, a smile on his face. What the fuck is he smiling for? Does he not realize I know what a fraud he is?  His ‘whatever she is’ is standing right there behind him, leaning against the door frame of his office. Her arms are crossed over her front and her head is sort of cocked to the side. Does she know who I am? Does she know he asked me out when he is obviously involved with her? Why is she not fuming? Why does she look as if she could care less?

Beau finally gets to the front desk and he nods at the officer who was still standing there. “I got this Popcorn.”

‘Popcorn’ nods and heads back to his desk.

“What’re you doing here?” the Sheriff asks. “Having more troubles?”

I clear my throat and straighten my stance as I pull the brown gift bag from my purse. I reach inside and grab the stuffed animal and remove it. I look at it one more time before I lift it and throw it right in his face. 

“I don’t want your stupid gifts! I don’t want anything to do with you! How dare you try to take advantage of me in my time of need! You’re a fucking asshole and a cheat! Fuck. You!”

I turn to leave but not before I notice the look of confusion on the sheriff’s face.  As I push the door open, I hear his voice. “Y/N! Wait!”

@lostinaseaoffictionalbliss @spnbaby-67 @tftumblin @sea040561 @delightfullykrispypeach @larajadeschmidt13 @atc74 @vicariouslythruspn @squirrelnotsam  @sandlee44 @blacktithe7 @hoboal87 @mogaruke @deanwanddamons @supraveng @deandreamernp @akshi8278 @lyarr24 @kazsrm67 @chriszgirl92 @fanfic-n-tabulous

[tonycries]

HI DADDY TONYY I GOT SOME TEA FOR YEW WIT SPECIFIC DATES TOO 👅👅

so I've been friends with this guy for about 5ish 6ish years now and we basically talked on and off. I remember at one point in January of this year (this all happened this year), we started talking, and then I confessed to him in February that I was developing feelings for him. THIS MF ISTG DIDN'T EVEN SAY SHIT. He didn't validate my feelings or turn me down. All he told me was "I'm proud of you for admitting this to me."

And me, of course, I'm not taking a silent response for an answer, so I kept asking him for an answer, and he told me "I kind of have feelings for you too." KEYWORD KIND OF!! One thing I might add, we live in the same state, but different cities not too far apart.

And from there on, we would flirt and stuff but there wasn't an actual label between us so idek what we were. Well, he started talking to me less, stopped responding quick, and at one point, he left me on delivered for a WHOLE WEEK. I even remember wanting to meet up in person with him, and I told him. He said he'll ask his grandma, and he never did. I did some digging that day, and apparently he was HAVING SHOTS ON TOP OF A ROOF WITH HIS FRIENDS.

I really don't know how I gave this bitch multiple chances, but I did 😞. But it was my turn to step it up. I started leaving him on seen, becoming dry, and responding late. And I even argued with him about 3 times after this happened about separate occasions. Then FINALLY, I ended things with him in May. I still kept him in my DMs, just in case he wanted to apologize or something.

And then my dumbass did something I will always regret. I reconnected with him. (pls don't throw tomatoes ☹️) I decided to push this all aside and reconnect with him again. But this time, I wasn't all happy and silly, I was more of a dry responder, setting boundaries. Then, he started doing the same thing to me again. Leaving me on delivered, and becoming dry. And at that point, I gave up. I literally just stopped texting and kept him in my DMs. I basically never blocked him and documented every happy moment in my life just to piss him off because he sometimes would try to talk to me. Like one time, he asked me if I was AWAKE AT 12AM ON A SCHOOL DAY and I said no at 9AM LOL.

THEN (it's almost over I'm so sorry) LAST MONTH (September) he messaged me, in a way, kind of apologizing, but also not really and more like justifying his actions, saying "his mental health was bad and that no one basically cares about him and that HE STILL LOVES ME." (LMAO "STILL LOVES ME" PLEASE) Omfg I literally recall offering him help and he DECLINED. But anyways, I just basically told him that the damage was done and after that he left me on seen. Kinda giving, "Heh.. THIS will teach her!" But yea.

Haven't blocked him only for my follower count as well as to get a good laugh in for when I'm down. (IM SO SORRY IF THIS WAS SUPER LONG I JS WANTED TO GET THIS OFF MY CHEST. LOVE YOU ALPHA DADDY TONY!! ❤️ HAVE A GOOD DAY/AFTERNOON/NIGHT <3)

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OMG NAWRRRR 🔮 NONNIE YOU DESERVE SM BETTER 😭😭 The audacity of some men, I will never get over.

And I really do feel for his mental health struggles - I really do - but mental health struggles don't make him ignore you to have a bro's night while pretending he's at his grandma's 💀 that's diabolical.

SMH situationships are the messiest nonnie I'm sending you all the love and manifesting whatever alpha daddy Wattpad love interest (/hj) you want comes your want <33 And that this time they treat you like the queen you are mhm 😋

[gadriezmannsgirl]

so i saw you were bored. and i have some fun gossip that i dealt with earlier this months. I recently changed friend groups bc my old one fell apart and so its me and like 7 other girls and save some drama we were mostly fine. anyways, there's this guy who I really liked and he was a horrible person to have a crush on bc he's just like not a good person and doesn'tmake good decisions, but for some reason I did, and I told my friends abt him and one of them knew him bc the 3 of us were close this year. I knew he didn't like me, because he has a girlfriend. and at that point im like i can get over him but we're still going to be friends and it was good. but then my friend, (call her e), started snapping him. and im like okay she wont do anything. WRONG. i get a text from him the day after my exams and was like yo e is trying to hook up with me. and this is the fun part, she knew i still liked him bc we talked about it over the weekend, AND while he never told her he had a gf (bad decision ik on his part) she knew from me that he had one. and i was livid and she was also sending him compromising photos?? so anyways i was pissed off and she was saying in this chat how shes so nice and yadda yadda and i was so pissed and im like e be so fr you're trying to get with the guy i like. and left the chat. not the best decision but whatever. and so she had the AUDACITY TO GO AND TELL F (the guy i liked) THAT I WAS UPSET THEY WERE TALKING. and so i had to text him explain the situation and be like yeah i like you. WHICH WAS HORRIBLE. and meanwhile shes trying to convince me that she did it all for me and maybe she was but it went HORRIBLY wrong. and shes like i would never do that to you and im like girl wtf. and i have texts between her and our one friend and shes like yea F is so hot i really want him and my friend was like back off and shes like yeah ik but its okay bc she knows he doesn't like her. THAT WAS HER JUSTIFICATION. i swear. anyways she ruined my friendship with that guy and i lwk am so tired of her bc shes like crazy for that and has no respect bc apparently this isn't the first time shes done smth like that. so yeah, i've barely talked to her and thats that.

That was so telenovela...

Girl, if I was you, I would've punched her already. Like, what the hell? She knew you liked the guy! Ugh-no! I just can't-! AND THE FACT SHE TOLD HIM! AND THAT'S NOT A JUSTIFICATION! She shouldn't even have one, that's just not justificable. Yeah, absolutely not.

Glad you kept your distance, don't even look or talk at her, you by your side, she by hers. That's it. Anywho- Take care, anon.

[thetruemek]

think I just might have killed myself with Knoppers Riegel. rip, insert chestburster scenes 1-12, it is half past 10 pm good night everyone sorry no open casket I might jump out and attack someone lmao also the aquarium was overrun today on the day I didn't have a lot of classes and I really wanted to go but then the coat check was before??? the ticket guy and I was like hey sorry I only got big mula. so she's like oh you could pay for your coat when you leave instead?, i'm like lol yea sure and turn to the ticket guy with my mula who's like nah sorry bitch, tickets only AT THE FUCKING ZOO ENTRANCE and im like but but but I already gave the lady my jacket why- what- UGH FINE aight

walk out of the aquarium, cursing myself for not simply buying a ticket online like last time but then again I wasn't rly sure if I wanted to go today- anyway, it's fine, everything's FINE we'll just get the fucking ticket from the zoo's main entrance and OMFG WHY'S THERE LIKE 40 PEOPLE IN LINE???

it's STILL fine I'll just wait a little in the cold, no jacket, jup, 's cool, imma tough noodle yuppp. 15 minutes later I finally get to the ticket booth and sigh, relieved: one (small tiny almost childlike could've probably passed for 15 lol) adult ONLY for the aquarium (because the prize combined with the coat check would've been the 3xact amount I had on hand) cashier lady is just like "yeeeaaaah no, we all booked out bitch, new tickets in about an hour lmao"

me, on the verge of tears, the icy wind biting into my cheeks almost mockingly now: "haha aight guess no aquarium for me this week lol byyyyeeee" head back to the aquarium and the coat check, barreling my way trough the exit because I unsubscribed from waiting in line for the next year thank you, look at the lady and just press out: "hey uh yeah, can I have my jacket back??? They don't have any more tickets and I just wanna go."

when I tell you this bitch had the AUDACITY to look at me as if I SOMEHOW, MIRACULOUSLADYBUGLY COMMITED SOME SORT OF CRIME, before handing me my fucking jacket to protect me from the harsh elements to trudge back to my hotel room and mope for the next 6 hours before binging myself to death and (hopefully) falling asleep soon....

Yeah, sorry, no fish-pics for you this time guys, sorry

Imma die now

[bayisdying]

Second Chance at Love|Chapter Two|Nilla Wafers & First Dates

Delilah Shadley isn't sure she still believes in soulmates and true love. She has her daughter Baylie and that's all she needs anymore. Until one day she meets William Steele and it's like the universe is telling her that maybe just maybe she's getting a second chance.

Tagging the besties: @dragon-kazansky @starlit-epiphany @callmemana @mrsjaderogers @gracespicybradshaw @kloofspeaks @notyoursbutlewis @roosterscockpit @askmarinaandothers @ladylanera

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The next time William sees Delilah, it's in the most romantic place ever, the grocery store. She's standing in the snack aisle trying to negotiate with a tiny terrorist.

"I'm a fan of Nilla wafers myself." He says, and two sets of green-grey eyes land on him.

"Oh hi." Delilah manages to get out before turning back to where Baylie is sitting in the cart. "Honey, I know you want both the Goldfish and the Oreos but we gotta pick one."

Baylie is too busy staring at the man who had the audacity to interrupt her tantrum. Tiny eyebrows furrowed and a slight pout on her lips.

"I'm telling you Nilla wafers is the way to go."

Delilah turns back to him, lips in a line. "Can I help you?"

"Why don't you come in on Thursdays anymore?"

"I've been a little busy, now if you don't mind my child is making a very important decision."

It's his turn to raise an eyebrow, "an important decision?"

Delilah sighs, "Baylie has some anxiety, making decisions is hard for her because of it. But we are working on it aren't we Bay?"

Baylie nods, eyes not leaving the man.

"I'm William, it's nice to meet you Baylie. How old are you?"

The girl raises three fingers.

"Three? You're so old!" He teases and that causes the girl to smile.

Delilah watches the interaction carefully, Baylie doesn't do well with new people especially men. But her little girl seems to be doing just fine so far.

"So Oreos or Goldfish huh?"

"Yea." Baylie said, her little voice was soft and sweet.

"What are you thinking?" William says getting to eye level with her.

"Goldfish are good, but Oreos are more gooder."

"So do you want the Oreos?"

"But what if the Goldfish get mad I didn't pick 'em?" She asks, tearing up a little.

Delilah takes a step forward, "Hey its okay honey, they won't be mad at you."

The girl sniffles but she doesn't let any tears fall. William is both impressed and terrified at how strong this three year old appeared to be.

"Oreos mommy."

"Okay baby, let's get the Oreos. Can you say thank you to Mr. William?"

"Thank you." She whispers.

"Will I see you Thursday?" He asks as she starts to walk away.

She turns and smiles at him, "maybe you will."

-----

By the time Thursday rolled around William was practically dying. The clock was moving far too slow for his liking. When it hit two o'clock and she still wasn't there he was a little disappointed, so he went back to prepping the glasses for the rush.

The bell dings and when he looks up he can't help but smile a little. There was the pretty lawyer, and the little girl he'd met in the snack aisle.

"Mr. William!" The girl smiled up at him as she runs behind the bar to greet him.

"Baylie." Her mom set their stuff down in two barstools. "I'm sorry about her, she's been talking about this all week."

William reaches down to see if the little girl will let him pick her up, she does and he sets her up on the bar.

"I didn't think you were going to show up, you're late."

"I had to pick up someone before I could come over. She wasn't letting me come alone to see Mr. William again." Delilah smiled at her daughter who was looking around the bar with wide eyes.

"Is that right little one?" He asked Baylie, tickling her sides a little.

"My oreos were good, and the goldfish weren't mad at me!"

"I'm happy to hear that." He smiled at her, still not realy understanding why the goldfish were going to be mad at the girl but played along anyways.

They talked for awhile, longer than they usually did because Delilah didn't have to leave right away. Her reason for leaving was sitting there on the bar between them as they talked, until she decided she wanted to sit in her momma's lap instead. She closed her eyes, and when Delilah saw the time she was shocked they had been sitting there for two hours already.

"You're probably close to being busy, we should go."

"Can I ask you something, if it's too personal you can tell me to get lost."

Delilah knew where he was going so she spared him the trouble, "he walked away before she turned a year old, that's why I'm a single mom and why my three year old has such crippling anxiety that most adults couldn't handle."

"Is that why she thinks the goldfish would have been mad at her?"

Delilah nodded, "She doesn't like the idea of leaving things behind, like she was. That's what the therapist says anyways. I wish I knew what was actually going on in her brain." She brushes the hair from Baylie's forehead, the girl content in her arms.

"She's really cute." He says.

"I might be biased but I think she's pretty cute too."

"Do you want to go on a date with me?"

"Yes."

"I can pick you up Saturday, around six. I can try and get us reservations at that nice Italian place a few blocks over."

"Oh, so a fancy date?" Delilah bit her lip.

William can't help but chuckle a little, "yes, a fancy date, only the best for the pretty lawyer."

Delilah blushes, then stands up.

"I'll see you Saturday, I need to get this one home before your crowd shows up."

He watches as she walks away, her little girl fast asleep in her arms.

-----

Saturday rolls around and when he parks in front of the small house he can't help but smile.  Delilah seemed very put together at all of their meetings. Her nice clothes, her hair done up, just enough makeup to highlight her features, briefcase organized perfectly. But her front lawn? Clearly Baylie had total domain there. A tricycle lay on its side, a hula hoop was chilling on the front steps, and the sidewalk was decorated in chalk drawings. When he rang the doorbell, he also hadn't expected for that same little girl to answer the door wearing a Disney princess dress, or at least he assumed it was a Disney princess dress. That's what three year old girls liked right?

"Why hello Baylie."

"Hi Mr. William." Baylie said shyly, as if she just hadn't opened the door, she steps aside enough for him to come in.

"Where's your Mom?"

"Doing her makesup."

He sits down on the couch, and she follows him climbing up herself. The TV was on some kid show, he wasn't sure what the hell it was.

"Do you like my mommy?"

The question comes out of left field, and it takes William a few seconds to recover from his shock.

"I do like your mommy."

"Will you ever..."

She doesn't get to finish her question, because her Mom walks in, he takes the sight of her in. She's wearing a nice, red dress that stopped mid-thigh, black pantyhose, and her black pumps. Her dirty blonde hair was up in a twist and she was wearing more makeup than usual. She was simply stunning.

"Sorry, I lost track of time." She says sheepishly.

"Hey its okay! I hung out with this one  instead."

"Speaking of, can we drop her off at Sarah's on our way to the restaurant? I was going to run her over before you got here and well..."

"That's no problem."

Once Baylie was at the babysitters, they headed to the restaurant to start their date both feeling more than a little nervous. They order a bottle of wine and some appetizers before falling into comfortable silence.

"So, how about the weather?" Delilah asks between sips of wine, realizing how silly that sounded.

"It's been very nice lately." William responds, not missing a beat.

"I'm sorry I haven't been on a date in forever."

"Hey its okay, usually my dates are drunk women who flirt with me for free drinks."

Delilah laughs, and he decides he likes the way it sounds alot, even after she snorts.

They swap stories for a little bit, as their food arrives at the table.

"So what's the most interesting case you've had?"

"I haven't worked a murder case if that's what you're asking."

"Well damn."

She laughs again.

"Well, to answer your question, right after I started at the firm we had this case. Local school teacher, he'd been embezzling funds from the fundraisers the school was putting on to do some upgrades. He denied it vehemently but his fancy house and car said otherwise."

"Okay that sounds badass though, I bet you are amazing when you're in lawyer mode."

A faint blush spreads across her cheeks.

"What about you?"

"What about me?"

"What made you want to open a bar?"

"I'm the family fuck up." He chuckles lightly before continuing, "my parents are old money, I grew up in the suburbs of Chicago, where my dad was a hot shot doctor and my mom was the stereotypical stay at home mom. I have an older brother, who followed in Dad's footsteps, is married, has a couple kids. The golden son. So they always assumed I'd do the same, jokes on them though. My grandfather passed away two years ago and left me quite a chunk of money. I decided to use that, move out of the city for good and run my own bar instead of someone else's."

"I think that's really brave, to not do what they wanted for you."

"Would you say that if Baylie did it to you?"

At the mention of her daughter's name he sees her face light up.

"Oh that girl won't do a single thing I tell her to do. She's stubborn and strong willed already."

"You light up when you talk about her."

"I do not!"

"I meant it as a compliment, I think it's precious. You should be proud, she's a pretty cute kid and her Mom seems really amazing."

"She's my whole world, it's just been me and her now for two years."

"You don't have family around here?"

Delilah shakes her head and takes another sip of wine.

"You aren't the only family fuck up sitting at this table."

"So you're telling me I can't be the number one fuck up here?"

Delilah smiles at him, "I don't know about that."

"How badly did you fuck up?"

"I was told my whole life that all I could ever hope for was to marry a doctor or a lawyer and be their little wife. I decided to become the lawyer instead. Then the icing on the cake was getting pregnant out of wedlock while in college. They live less than an hour away and barely see their granddaughter because they are so disappointed in me."

"They are missing out on a pretty awesome pair of ladies."

That blush comes across her cheeks again.

"Tell me more about her, Baylie that is."

"She's a little firecracker and right now she thinks she's a mermaid."

"Let me guess, she's not a mermaid?"

"She hasn't grown a tail yet."

The two laugh together.

"She's a really good kid, I couldn't ask for a better baby. I just hate that she's growing up without a support system or a real family. It's just me, her, and my friend Sarah really."

They fall back into casual conversation after that, William decided he didn't like the fact that little Baylie didn't have many people in her corner either.

At the end of the night, when they picked up a sleepy Baylie from Sarah on their way back to Delilah's house they'd both decided they wanted a second date. William carried the now sleeping girl to the front door so Delilah didn't have to. Delilah decided she liked the idea of seeing this man with her daughter. He was gentle with her, he could make her laugh, and she trusted him. Baylie never warmed up to men well, not since the one who was supposed to love her forever decided forever wasn't for him. William liked knowing the girl trusted him enough to let him carry her. He was growing to the idea of having a kid around, especially if it was this kid with her mom.

He set Baylie down on the couch, before moving back towards the door.

"Thank you for tonight." Delilah says, covering her daughter up.

"No thank you, for deciding to have your mental breakdowns in my bar."

She punches his arm lightly.

"Seriously, Delilah, thank you for walking into my bar that day."

"I'm glad I did too."

He let her lean in first, and they kissed sweetly and softly, tongues both tasting of wine. They pull apart, with goofy little smiles on both of their faces. They lean in for another kiss when a little voice comes from behind them.

"Bye bye Mr. William."

"I guess that's my cue to leave." He laughed, gave Delilah another peck on the lips before opening the door. "I'll see you Thursday right?"

"It's a date."

[ssuminshan-official]

~ In the morning~

Yao: * still laying in bed, after waking up a few minutes ago*

Huaisang: *holding and looking at Yao's hand*

Ah beautiful.

Yao: yesterday, you have done a great job.

Team dimple trio: *entering*  Jiggybun

Su she: *unsheaths sword* what's he doing here!!

Xue yang: finding a way to kill our Jiggy

Mo xuanyu: wait! What did he say?! Beautiful??

He's flirting with our Yaoyao.

Xue yang: fake!

Su she: the audacity! Don't touch him.

Huaisang: *cries* guys I can explain!!

Yao: guys, relax.

Xue yang: Jiggy.

Mo xuanyu: *sobbing* did he kiss you before us??

(It's a team tradition, where team dimple comes to say good morning to A-Yao, then gives him a kiss and spend some cozy time with him before he starts his day~ then they would have breakfast)

Su she: our Yao Huangdi has been snatched away from us. *whimpering*

Huaisang: team dimple, I was just checking to see if I filed San ge's nails neatly.

Su she: excuses!!

Yao: he's right.

I was waiting for you guys.

Su she: awwwwww.

Mo xuanyu: that's so cute.

Xue yang: move aside, you nie twink.

Huaisang: bossy!

Do you three have Lan xichen to torment?

Mo xuanyu: and you're here?

At least Lan lips respects team dimple.

Xue yang: he literally comes after us.

Su she: I can't believe I'm saying this but you're more annoying than Lan lips.

Huaisang: *moving aside* San ge's team dimple is mean to me.

Xue yang: maybe because we don't like you.

Yao: Chengmei.

Xue yang: if I don't say it to his face, who would, Jiggy?

Hauisang: *sourly* at least let me atone for my mistakes.

Mo xuanyu: we'll be watching you!

Yao: ok. Now stop fighting.

Trio: sure. And good morning, Jiggybun.

Yao: goodmorning darlings.

Xue yang and mo xuanyu: *took turns to kiss him in his dimpled cheeks*

Su she: *kisses him on his hand*

Yao: ah, mornings do become warmer with you three.

And yes.....Huaisang too.

Hauisang: yay!

San ge, I'm hungry. Going to get some food. I'll be back shortly.

Yao: you can eat with us, Huaisang.

Su she: ew.

Xue yang: why Jiggy?

Huaisang: hmpf! I don't wish to eat with team pimple anyways.

Trio: *GASPS*

Mo xuanyu: you fake little twink.

Su she: hey rude.

Xue yang: you feel that you're better than us?

Yao: *laughing slightly* lol, please don't gang up on him. And A-Sang it's ok if you want to have breakfast elsewhere.

Huaisang: ok San ge.

Yao: come back to comb my hair, alright sweetheart.

Huaisang: mn. Yes San ge.

Su she: wash your hands before you do!

Xue yang: you better not hurt him.

Mo xuanyu: I'll be counting Yao gege's dead hair to see if you're trying to bald him on purpose.

Huaisang: now why would I do that?!

Mo xuanyu: because you're wicked.

Xue yang: because you're mischievous.

Su she: because you're Huaisang.

Huaisang: *rolls eyes* (What if I unalive team dimple.....anyways)

Yao: heehee. That's enough bullying.

And A-Sang is a good hairstylist. He's the manager of my hairstylists, for now.

Xue yang: little diva, how many hairstylists do you have?

Yao: 4. Where two are backup. You should know, yangyang.

Huaisang: San ge, what if I handle that hat of yours for you?

Yao: nah, that's only for team dimple.

Mo xuanyu: and Lan Lips. 

Huaisang: got you.

See you soon.

*exits* (nah I can't unalive them. That San ge might throw me in jail.)

Yao: *secretly glaring at him as he exited*

Xue yang: something is suspicious about him.

Yao: *crosses his hands on his lap*

Mo xuanyu: maybe. I don't like him.

Su she: yea. Yaoyao even crosses his hands. Obviously he's sensing something.

Yao: no, he's doing good for now, but I want you to keep an eye on him.

*hands xy a piece of candy*

Xue yang: count on us.

Su she: of course we will spy on him.

Yao: and protect my Song'er too.

Mo xuanyu: definitely.

Su she: Song'er is also our responsibility.

Yao: *smile* Good.

~~~~

Later on, A-Yao was teaching Rusong some fun etiquette.

Yao:  Song'er. A proper hulijing in their fox form shouldn't scratch themselves. Especially in public.

We aren't dogs, but sophisticated entities.

Rusong: mn.

But what if we have an urge to scratch?

Yao: then morph back into human form and itch, but delicately.

Rusong: right.

Yao: our fur should always be neat and well nourished. And not only fur, but our clothes and hair should be neat.

Rusong: yea I know that.

Everything is so interesting.

Yao: good that you're learning!

Yao: we aren't supposed to ride the sword, as we're Huangdi and Dianxia. Because of safety purposes.

Rusong: even with an entourage?

Yao: yea. It's kind of hard to save someone from an ambush in the sky, Song'er. 

But luckily security is trained to do so.

Rusong: can you tell me about society?

Like are there human and hulijing relationships?

Yao: yup. Many. But they must be careful, as hulijings can suck on human energy.

Rusong: ohh.

Yao: they don't need to.  If they really love the person, they will never want to harm them.

Anyways! Tell me about you. How are things in Yunping?

Rusong: I haven't visited, but I dealt with a little paperwork pertaining to it.

Yao: good!

Rusong: I see there's a little fluctuation though. 

Yao: well have your Official decrease the price, A-Song.

He's in charge of Yunping affairs.

Rusong: ok, will do.

Speaking of him, he had suggested some laws and conditions for the Yunping district as well. And is waiting for your approval.

Well for me, I Dianxia approved it in my head already!

Yao: hmm. *pinches cheeks* master of Dianxia approval. Tell me the laws first.

Rusong: *laughing* ok ok, A-Die.

Yunping would no longer be called a district, as it will identify as a state.

It should be illegal to suspect someone as a hulijing, since that humans cultivators also pass through the state.

It should be legal to have one week, nonstop parties. And it should be illegal to have too much alcohol, as hulijings alcohol tolerance are a bit low, and it works as an aphrodisiac.

Yao: right! I approve of all.

Actually this was implemented in other districts belonging to our empire.

Rusong: but A-Die. What's an aphrodisiac?

Yao: *laughing* A-Song you'll know when you're older.

Xue yang: *bursting in* it's HORNI JUICE!

Yao: CHENGMEI!

Mo xuanyu: *running to cover his mouth* not in front of Song'er, xue gege.

Xue yang: it's not my fault that HORNI JUICE exists.

Su she: *sobs* he's too young to know!

Rusong: eavesdropping on us, Team D?

Yao: yea! What a random entrance.

Su she: no Dianxia. We weren't eavesdropping.

Xue yang: we were just looking at how hot Jiggy is.

Yao: I see. Simping fron afar.

Mo xuanyu: yea Yao gege.

Xue yang: as we must.

Su she: we were fighting over which dimple is cuter. Left or right.

Yao: lol. Shanshan, my dimples are the same.

Rusong: what kind of debate is that, Team D!

Xue yang: a very important one.

Rusong: lol, i approve of your debate.

Mo xuanyu: yay! Dianxia approves!

Yao: do you see that he loves to approve of things.  

Xue yang: he got that from you.

Mo xuanyu: once again cute. What else does little Dianxia approve of.

Rusong:  I approve of my Pine Pavillion attendants spending the night in the extra rooms if they're too tired to go to their dorm.

Xue yang: how much rooms does pine Pavillion have? You little diva.

Rusong: about 18. 19, including the teahouse. Nothing much.

Mo xuanyu: WHAT?

Xue yang: this is all because of Jiggy.

Yao: what. I must pamper him.

Rusong: also I approved of many other things, heehee.

Down to types of fabric.

Xue yang: diva.

Yao: *laughing* he's the master of Dianxia approval.

.

Next Day~~

Su she: *massaging Yao's shoulders*

Mo xuanyu: Yao gege, is it stressful for you to be this gorgeous and powerful.

Yao: *sighs* sometimes.

I really need to lay in a tub of flowers.

Su she: you deserve it.

Xue yang: what kind of diva thing is that?

Yao: it's for relaxation, yangyang.

Mo xuanyu: aww.

Yi: should I request it for you, Huangdi?

Yao: not yet.

Yi: alright Huangdi.

Xue yang: Jiggybun. I'm so glad that this Huaisang is working for you now.

It's priceless.

Yao: *laughs slightly*

Su she: he better not be planning anything.

Yao: let him plan if he wish. It's him against my team D.

Mo xuanyu: and multiple mobs of hulijings

Yao: right.

Huaisang: *entering* San ge.

Yao: *smile* A-Sang.

Xue yang: we still don't like you.

Huaisang: *ignores*

I'm here.

Yao: nice. Can you be a darling and get me some tea.

Hauisang: *grumbling* but why can't you ask your goons. And that eunuch of yours.

Su she: Huangdi asked you.

Xue yang: we're not goons!

Mo xuanyu: did you organize Yao gege's things yet!

Huaisang:  can you get off my back!

Xue yang: we're not on your back, naughty huaisang. Hehe.

Su she: our Huangdi shouldn't wait for you.

Yao: leave it.

Take your time, A-Sang.

Huaisang: mn.

Yao: and A-Sang. My friends aren't goons. Maybe if you be nice to them, they'll be nice to you.

Hauisang: *mockingly* yess Huaanngddii. Hpmf!

A moment later,

Huaisang: *heading back from the kitchen*

Rusong: hey! What's that kidnapper doing here!

Rong: *jumps into action*

Huaisang: *covers face* noooo.

Rusong: spare him.

Rong: *sheaths sword* yea Dianxia.

Huaisang: *fake cries dramatically* A-Sonnngggg!!!!! Prince Rusongggggg!!! I'm sorry *sniffles* for *sniffles* kidnapping *sniffles* youuu!!

Rusong: fine. Now what are you doing?

And I know that you're fake crying.

Huaisang: *blows nose* I was appointed as a harem member.

Rusong: A-Die's low ranking concubine?

Huaisang: yea, and attendant too. 

Rusong: lol, I approve! No funny business ok, uncle Sang.

Hauisang: sure. *sniffles*

Yao: *from down the hall*  Huaisang!!!!!

Huaisang: coming, San ge!

Rusong: going to meet him?

Huaisang: yea. I have to deliver his tea and then organize his ornaments.

Rusong: I see.

Huaisang: he's a really big diva.

Rusong: haha, you think so?

A-Die is just accustomed to a certain lifestyle. And you're his harem member now.

Huaisang: *cries* Why is everyone on San ge's side.

Anyways I got to go, prince Song. Bye bye.

Rusong: uncle Sang is so dramatic, for no reason.

~~

Huaisang: San ge, I got your tea.

Yao: lovely.

Someone check to see if it's not poisoned.

Hauisang: oh come on, San ge. I won't poison your tea.

Yao: I'm not taking any chances.

Su she: *checking* it's good, Yaoyao. Go ahead.

Yao: ok.

Yi: Huangdi. Xuan Huangdi is coming to visit again.

There's a letter from Lanling, for you both.

Yao: why is guangshan sending letters? What's his problem?

Xue yang: maybe he misses you guys.

Pay him a visit.

Yao: sure we will!

Mo xuanyu: Yao gege and Xuan gege do make an awesome team!

Huaisang: *gulp* Zixuan is coming?

Yao: xuan Huangdi.

Huaisang: whatever he calls himself!

He slapped me! Would he slap me again.

Yao: then don't do anything to make him slap you. Simple.

Su she: *laughing* schemer Huaisang was slapped?! By the peacock!

Mo xuanyu: that's what you get for hurting Yao gege!

Xue yang: lol, he got b*tch slapped!!! I'm starting to like the peacock a little more.

Yao: more like Huangdi slapped.

Yao: and Huaisang, it means that you have to work for him too, sorry.

Huaisang: *sighs* when will I have a day off.

Yao: soon.

But it's a bro thing. We love to share our staff and harem members when we visit each other.

It strengthens the bond!

Xue yang: it strengthens the diva energy.

Yao: Zish is different from me, so please behave around him.

Huaisang: *rolls eyes* fine. Anyways, I don't want to be slapped again.

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