#but i LOVE how the blues turned out so here ya go ig <3

[moonkhao]

WE ARE | EP11

[firefly-moon]

Hi, I don’t like you.

Kageyama x f!reader

TITLE IS VERY OFF PUTTING THIS IS NICE FLUFF

Requested by my lovely Mal (. @themallorysanders ) 😙🫶🏻 (reader is gonna be based off of her bc it’s written for her </3

PSA: I’ve never read/written for Kags… so I’m so sorry on how this is gonna turn out 😭 yolo ig…

Contains: fluff. Pure lovely fluff! Reader plays a lot of sports. Awkward confessions bc I love them sm they’re my favorite if you can’t tell. Kageyama has two things in his head: you and vb

Giving confessions was definitely not Kageyama’s strong suit. He received them often, but knew not of how to give them. He had asked Sugawara for some advice (he was not going to Hinata or Tsukishima because he would just know he would be ridiculed for it).

But our dear Sugawara-senpai had told Kageyama the wrong thing.

“Treat it like volleyball! Have a game plan for it!”

Kageyama took that to heart.

For almost a week and a half on end, he did not stop coming up with a plan. He researched for hours on end (Daichi mentioned on how if he had put enough effort into his studies as he did with this, he’d ace everything) and learned more than he thought he could. So by the time he had decided to tell you his feelings.

He chickened out.

Suga was wrong. It was definitely not like volleyball. Girls were something Kags couldn’t comprehend. Especially you. You made him so nervous. You were smart and athletic and the same height as him. So of course he fell for you. How could he not!? Not with the way you had always tried to be kind to him.

So, for the second time this week. He mustered up the courage to ask you to go on a date with him.

This time. He didn’t chicken out, but you didn’t show to your usual lunch area with your friends.

“Huh? Kageyama? What are you doing over here. Y/N isn’t here,” one of your friends -Kageyama thinks her name is Misuki or something- stated.

“Where is she then?” Blunt. As always.

“Bro, chill. She went to go meet up with the volleyball team. Something about an impromptu meeting. Why do you need her?” She gave the boy a knowing smirk.

“Uh.. it’s a question about class.” He mumbled.

“Mhm. Because you totally are in the same class with her and you totally don’t want to give her a love confession?”

Kageyama blanched. He wondered how the ever living hell she knew that.

“By you expression I’m correct.” Misuki only laughed. “I’ll send her a message to see ya later this afternoon. I’m tired of both of you chasing each other.”

She shooed the setter away and pulled out her phone and immediately started typing.

Soon after school ended, Kageyama made his way towards the front gate where he was told to meet you. He keep fidgeting and was sweating so much someone from across the street could probably see.

Once he heard your voice call out his name he froze. As much as he told himself he wouldn’t chicken out -again- he really wanted to. It wasn’t fair on how pretty you looked today. It was not fair enough that he had to fall for you, he doesn’t regret it but. The doubt in his head was building up and his stomach was on multiple roller coasters at once.

“Hi Kag,” you slowed you fast walk to stand face to face to him. “What’s up? Do you need help on something?”

His words weren’t coming out right and he wanted to say so many things at once. Firstly, a ‘hi, no I don’t need help on anything’ and ‘I like you.’ But luck was not on his side as he said:

“Hi. I don’t like you.” His eyes went wide and his hand went over his face. You stood there in shock with your mouth open.

He started sputtering out words and they came out as word vomit. It was like he could not shut up with apologizing and saying that he did like you. His eyes were everywhere but your face and his stuttering died down to a small mumbling when you hands forcefully grabbed his checks.

“Slow down for me. Try to tell me all over again.” You were to nice for him. Letting him try over again with this confession.

“I. Like….. you.” His stunning blue eyes searched your face for a moment with his pale cheeks started to warm up under your hands and gaze. Soon you began to smile and he swears he has never been happier but so worried to see it. At first he thought you were going to laugh- though you weren’t. You were to sweet.

“Well good for you Tobio, I’m proud of you for finally telling me.” You beamed at him and he malfunctioned completely.

“You knew..?”

“Of course I did. I’m surprised you didn’t realize that I was head over heels for you.”

“Oh..”

“Well. This isn’t how I saw that this would play out. But I’m happy it did, want to go grab something to eat?” You took his hand into yours and dragged him away with a smile.

Kageyama has never smiled harder til this day.

I lied, he smiled harder during both of yours wedding.

[ishouldnotbhere]

HIIIII! IDK WHAT I SHOULD ASK U BUT IVE ALWAYS LIKED SEEING U ON MY DASH BC I FIND U INTERESTING SO HOW R U????

and since we met through blue lock, any favorite/s now that wasn’t a fave before considering what’s going down in the game? :D any predictions 🤨

AAAAAH omg my first asker ever!!! And oh wait oh no I totally forgot I saw that you tagged me in another post and I never responded ugh why am I like this 🤦‍♀️ I’m going to get to that right after I answer this!!!

Tbh I am a Barou stan for life and I am so PISSED about his lack of screentime in recent chapters 😤 For some reason, I have a thing for supremely arrogant people. I think it’s because their self-righteous, self-serving attitudes/behaviors are so far-removed from my own mindset, and maybe I just admire their confidence (which I sorely lack :P)

In that regard, I love Shidou so fucking much. Especially with the current state of the match. Ig I’m cheating here bc I may or may not have expressed my passion for him in the past. But it’s on another level now. Holy SHIT. The sheer balls on this guy. A menace to society. A raging gay. Canonically has the hots for Itoshi Sae. An interest that is MUTUAL, might I add. Itoshi Bae, amirite. I can’t wait for the insane smutty fanfic that’ll turn up on AO3. In fact, Shidou probably eats up A/B/O fanfic and is unashamed to admit it. Will likely end up in multiple scandals involving affairs with high-profile celebrities or cartels or the yakuza or the mafia or some shit and STILL get away with it. As in, he’ll still have fans when he gets out of prison. Forget prison. Even that cell thing Ego locked him in couldn’t contain him.

Idk what the shit this boy is doing mucking around on a soccer court when he could easily be ruining everybody else’s lives for his own pleasure. It’s just fascinating to me how a person this… like, primitive, almost? Like a raw force of nature? Is also incredibly smart, cold, and calculating. It’s the best of both worlds, brash and red, patient and blue. Ya get what I mean? I need his backstory so badly.

Tbh I have no predictions for how things are going to go down in Blue Lock D: I wish I had the brains like the other theorists in the fandom do. In a way, I’m kind of rooting for Team U20 to win, tbh. Because Blue Lock is just fresh out of training, still technically just rookies, while U20 has actual experience. It would be kinda predictable if Blue Lock actually won, although I wouldn’t be surprised if they did, considering how distinct, well-developed, and talented each of the Blue Lock members is while everyone else on U20 aside from Oliver Aiku, Shidou Ryuusei, and Itoshi Sae is just there. Everyone in Blue Lock is working in tandem at their fullest effort (regardless of how little positive/healthy/collaborative energy there is lol), while Oliver, Shidou, and Sae are single-handedly pulling the rest of their team’s weight. That can’t possibly be sustainable. I have a feeling Blue Lock will somehow pull through, break into “flow”, and take the game. (I feel bad for wishing they wouldn’t :P)

But, man. My joy at seeing everybody’s reactions, especially Rin’s and Sae’s, when Shidou achieved Flow in the final panel of the latest chapter—unparalleled.

This is so long I cry 😭 Thank you so much for asking me this question aaaaah I love you!! I’m so honored that you find me interesting 🥺 I hope you’re doing okay as well and that we get to keep talking more!!! :D And keep staying safe and healthy and content! <3

[elysicndrcvm]

━♡ guess the 23 YEAR OLD FEBRUARY baby just arrived to dallyeog! it makes sense, because CHU EUNHA is just as BEDAZZLING as the month of FEBRUARY. wait, why do they remind me of JACOB BAE? beyond that, they seemed JOYOUS and SAVVY upon first glance. i heard someone say they’re sort of DELICATE and QUIXOTIC though. i hope they get acquainted here in COMPLEX 1 / APARTMENT 0215 / FLOOR 3 ; HE seem(s) to have a lot going on with HIS job as a PATISSERIE OWNER/NUTRITIONAL SCIENCE STUDENT. ( ez, 21, she/they, gmt. )

     well hey there !! im ez but you fellow dallyeogers can call me ezzy, i have been in dallyeog before so some may remember me as having someone v different to my new bb i bring u now, i joined before with miss tam carmen !! anygays i return with this lil angel who i am all ‘ i say that’s my baby and i’m proud ’ over already even tho i literally came up with him like two days ago. you can find his pinboard here ( which btw i fuckeN love like he’s so aesthetic to me u go king ) and i made him a lil playlist which u can vibe to here. you can learn more about him under the cut but he’s a super soft-hearted gentle dove of a muse and quite...simple for me ?? sdhdh that’s not the right wording but U GET IT djjflg he isn’t super full of angst or trauma he’s just kinda viBIN livin his best life so that’s fun !! but ye without further ado: 

so as u kno from his app he owns a patisserie, it’s his lil babey and he is very dedicated to his craft and makin sure all his ideas for the place and the baked goods he sells are like rlly quirky and avant-garde. like he is so passionate about it u dont even KNOW, he tries to make sure most of the stuff on his menu is something like fun and new u wouldn’t get at just any old patisserie or cafe and that it’s super varied and also kinda aesthetic af? the place is very like trendy. it’s called patisserie d’elysian cause ya know he’s an extra biTCHH and proud.

he has three pupperino’s. all as adorable as each other, snickerdoodle is his golden lab and often ppl shorten it down to snickers, butterscotch is his dapple daschund pup, shortens the name to scotchie often. toulouse is his fancy toy poodle boi, shortens the name down as toto. if u are on the shortened name basis with his pups then u can consider urself one of his close pals. 

he’s actually adopted by his aunt but she raised him like she was his mother so that is what he considers her, she’s on his mother’s side but they are half-siblings. in terms of first name reasoning as well she just liked eunha as a name and didn’t even think about how it is traditionally for a female, she liked that it meant gift from heaven so it stuck. his father is still around, he’s just quite elderly so it felt like a better living situation for him to be raised primarily by his auntie. unfortunately his mother has passed on but no tragic story, she just went peacefully in old age. 

he dyes his hair quite often, it’s currently like a really pastel blue with black streaks consistently throughout like lil ones so it looks super cool. but he’s also had it be a more electric blue, lilac, and a duck egg kinda faded silvery blue. it’s naturally dark brunette. has brown eyes kind of a hazel hue. 

his style is kinda androgynous ig?? he just lives for soft retro fashion, lots of color in his wardrobe but also lots of tapered short and t-shirt fits frequented, sweater vests, rolled up jeans, high skater boi socks, soft jumpers with shirts, shirts in bright colours or satiny texture worn over plain white t-shirts, cardigans, pastel denim jackets, jeans with printed patterns on like clouds, flowers etc, favors yellow and blues. sometimes does eye makeup, occasionally wears heels bc he’s a baddie or super heeled boots/chunky shoes. 

obsessed with music, can play violin and guitar. he’s a big mitski and rina sawayama fanatic, likes anything that sounds peaceful or calming or has like a good fun vibe to it. also likes the trademark gay icons like carly rae jepsen, lorde, etc. he’s not ashamed. obsessed with mamma mia movies. but also likes rap which is rlly funny cause its like the bad bitch female rappers only and like he’ll listen to it while arranging his sock drawer or making his bed or something ajdjdj it’s like hype anthems for being a baddie and a hoe and he’s just doing his night sleepy routine adkfkf. 

showers, blankets, music, baked goods especially bagels are his happy places. 

very much a sensitive lil romanticist, falls in ‘love’ like five times a day, he just likes to giggle and smile around pretty people and admire the artwork hnghdh, he’s like yeARNS though ya know?? like he’s all i will flirt by making prolonged eye contact, i made you a playlist, this song makes me think of you etc. it’s either memes as flirting with him or elaborate love letters u never know what ur gonna get akdkd. 

awful sense of humour, loves his friends more than anything on earth except his pups, would fully live in a huge house of just like his pups and all his closest buds for all eternity. likes fruits way too much, enjoys puns about fruits way too much. milkshakes, sushi, orange hues and bus rides are some of his absolute favorite simple pleasures of life. clouds, flowers, salt lamps, the sunrise over the sea, skateboarding, fresh soda, teddy bears, busy street markets, parasols, fish tanks with exotic fish, sorbet, bike riding, polaroids, record players, rain at night against floor to ceiling windows with a fresh steaming pot of tea on the desk beside it and warm fresh sheets from the laundry on his bed, ponds, skateboarding. all little joys in life that give him like the biggest pleasure dopamine hit in the world. 

his cousin actually owns a florists so he has flowers just littering his apartment like a lot and it just looks like he has ten million suitors from the late eighteenth century attempting to court him but no all these flowers are from him to him or worse from his aunt djfjg she sends him some for valentines every valentines, pls help him, pls send him flowers. 

studies nutritional science and he fucken hates it. do not ask him shit cause he doesn’t KNOW OKAY? he doesn’t understand it either. he took it because he needed something to go alongside the passion for baking that was a real ‘qualification’/job so that is the only reason he’s doing it. no point doing a baking degree after all when he’s already a baker with a business, he’s super young still he gotta keep his prospects open. so YAH. he’d rather be doing culinary arts but eh. nutritional science sounded better and more logic based. the real miracle is he still gets top grades all the time even tho he spends his life like wtf am i even doing is this even legit akdkdk. school is the worst thing in the world for him watch his mood instantly deflate the second its brought up. 

despite being a quixotic, he’s a lil afraid of intimacy. like oh god does he love it, those small touches and acts of affection u kno? the subtle things that normally go unnoticed, eye contact, brushing of hands, linking of little fingers, rubbing a thumb, kissing eyelids or foreheads or palms or shoulders in little gentle pecks, back massages and rubs or finger tracing patterns absent-minded, shoulder massages, laying your head on someone’s shoulder or on their lap, knocking knees together, exchanging a small glance only the two of you get before bursting into laughter, smiling into kisses, napping together, having blankets placed over you warm and fresh, or towels put ready like it, someone making you something they know you like a lot. that’s his sHIT. but like he’s terrified still, someone skimming their fingers on his skin makes his breath hitch like he’s a scandalized and alarmingly aroused victorian woman sjdjd. he’s literally still a virgin, he hasn’t even had his first kiss okay my baby is delicate be gentle with him akdkd but he still LIKES PASSION AIGHT kfkf. 

real soft spoken, honey tinted voice like i shit u not this boy talks like he’s an angel sent from heavens above to guide you to the paradisaical garden of eden or some shit akdkd. ur gonna fall in love with eunha’s voice before u even fall in love with any other part of him like his adorable beaming smile or stunning eyes akdkf. 

has dance parties around his room when getting ready in the morning, listens to bella’s lullaby unironically yes from twilight yes u heard right, bit of a himbo streak sometimes in his obliviousness djfjf. quite silently subtly funny actually much like jacob himself. 

he is gay, afraid of driving, cannot do math, blanks out often and he is valid for all of those things. has a collection of cartoon and disney animal movie dvds. has a dream notebook. always has blue painted nails in some kinda shade. 

does not enjoy turning in assignments bc he is scared he’ll fail, avoids looking at his grades for weeks after they’re released and hates knowing that they’re out. 

cannot dance, dances often. collects vintage stuff esp clothes and mostly sweaters. likes midnight trips to corner stores and fields where he can just lay and look at the stars. makes friends rlly easily but has super bad performance anxiety. cannot ever have a messy room like even the tiniest bit messy. even like clothes being stacked on a chair instead of away. 

bakes peanut butter, banana and choc chip muffins (they r called monkey bites normally) whenever he’s super stressed. if u want to cheer him up when he’s anxious or stressed then u should give him french lavender honey, chia seeds and caramelized pear on toast/bagel. it is his comfort food. he fancii when he needs a pick me up. treat urself and all that. 

[b00bconnoisseur]

60 questions for @not-my-brain

1. selfie.......Ugghhhh ok. Imma take one rn

Ok here u go (yes thats a bmth shirt)

2. what would you name your future kids?.....Ooo hmmm well when i was a kid i really liked the names disney, and mesiah. I didn't know at the time that mesiah was another name for god i think lol. I liked it cause of handlers mesiah. I still do. Ooo and maybe Tj too

3. do you miss anyone?......Yeah. My friends on Pinterest from a year ago. My friend lucas. Stan lee. Bob ross. My cousin who died from cancer some years ago. Snape. Sirius. Lupin. Tonks. Dobby. *continues to name every unfortunate death in hp*

4. what are you looking forward to?.......SE-YA next month!! Its the south eastern young adult festival at this college. You can have meet n greets with authors and alot of stuff its the besstttt

5. is there anyone who can always make you smile?......DEFINATELY. @dirtysocke @mysisterlooksforthisaccountsobye @cristal-kyd1280 @sammchenry my friend lucas and @septembersbloom. ^^

6. is it hard for you to get over someone?..... What like...romantically? Or like a death? If romantically uhhh idk it took over a couple weeks but im ok now. Ive never had another relationship so idk. If death oof yeah idk maybe. Ig it depends on how much i knew them idk. Like when my nanny (great grandma) died i was sad for days (is that alot?)

7. what was your life like last year?.....Sucky af. Still is. But the highlights of my life last year was getting and making friends on tumblr, going to the tøp concert and going to warped tour, volunteering at the library, going to seya and meeting some of my favorite authors, reading, changing and improving my art, listening to all the bands i listen to now, getting into more fandoms, going to a friends house for the first time

8. have you ever cried because you were so annoyed?.......Yes lol. Some years ago when i couldn't find smtn id be so annoyed and pissed id start crying. I dont now but still lol

9. who did you last see in person?.......Hm ig family doesn't count....? Wait do u mean a friend? If so uhh my friends rebekah, anika, and Judah at a TAB meeting at the library sometime last month.

10. are you good at hiding your feelings?......I think so? Like i mean I can hide whenever i get my....time of the month from my mom (talking abt stuff like that with her makes me uncomfortable) and i hid a breakup. And other p big stuff too. So imma say yeah

11. are you listening to music right now?........*pops on earbuds after reading this* yee im listening to bitch lasagna by pewdiepie xD (do i have the best spotify playlist or what?)

12. what is something you want right now?.......To hug @mysisterlooksforthisaccountsobye but SOMEONE has to live so far away

13. how do you feel right now?........Happy that my earbud still works cause they got washed in the wash yesterday....oops. Its not my fault. I told my dad to remind me to take it out of my jacket pocket before they threw it in but noooooo he forgot

14. when was the last time someone of the opposite sex hugged you?.......Uhhhhh fuck idk it was probably from my lil 4 yr old bro sometime last week. Other than him (hes my favorite sibling) i dont let them hug me too much

15. personality description.......Nerdy. Fangirl. "Emo". Tomboy. Hotsause obsessed. Book lover. Music lover. Black. Blue. Harry potter. Introvert. Fall. Sports. Values friendship. Loyal. Uhhhh i cant think of much lol

16. have you ever wanted to tell someone something but you didn’t?.......*sigh* yes. Yes yes yes. Theres some things abt me, or my life really, that i havent told anyone on here or my irl friends that i sooooo want to so bad but i haven't cause i feel like they'd feel bad and pity me and i don't want that

17. opinion on insecurities........I dont really understand this one. Everyones insecure abt something. Is this askin like if i think its ok or not? I say its ok. Im insecure about literally everything about me. My face. My personality. My socialness. My art. What i do. What i say. Basically my whole body. The things i feel good abt are my books, music taste, and my friends (ily fuckers)

18. do you miss how things were a year ago?.........Hmm this time around a year ago....idk its sorta the same but all the stuff i mentioned abt my year from last year didn't happen yet so nah tho my life sucks rn its better than this time last year

19. have you ever been to New York?........Nooo but i want too soo baddd i wanna visit @septembersbloom !! Im coming for ya soon gramps *does the eye watching thing* my dads been to nyc before tho cause he does construction and he had a concrete job to do there. It was a 23 hr drive for him

20. what is your favourite song at the moment?........Uhhh idk!!! So hard! Maybe.....the whole thats the spirit album by bmth ;)

21. age and birthday?.....15 yrs of age and September 27th 2003 (whats yours brainy? I'll put it on my calendar)

22. description of crush......Its weird idk im not sure if its a genuine crush or not but uh....They like hp :).Thats all u get

23. fear(s).......Losing my best friend @dirtysocke and my other friends. Death. Failure. Momo chasing after me then killing me slowly keeping my eyes open to look her dead in the eyes while i die

24. height......5'6 call me short and I'll fuck u up with THIS *pulls out trusty potato peeler named now steve* dont test me boi

25. role model......Hhhhhhhh so many! But uh gosh one of them is @superraedizzle (youtuberrrr) and vexx and bob ross and da vinci and aaaaaaa so many

26. idol(s)......First person that immediately comes to mind is @sammchenry cause he's super cool and he's really nice and his art's reallyyy good (if u havent seen it w-w-what are u even doin with your life?) And he has a great sense of humor and *continues to ramble about why samms the best*

27. things i hate.......Dabs. Transphobes. Homophobic ppl. Basically any hate on the lgbtq+ community. Bullies. The ship starker. Umbridge. Snape haters

28. i’ll love you if….....U you'll eat pizza, draw, and rp harry potter with mee

29. favourite film(s)......Fantastic beasts. Every hp film. Twilight. The maze runner 1-2. The hunger games. Spiderman homecoming. Kingsman: secret service. Into the spideyverse tho i havent seen it yet

30. favourite tv show(s)......Inkmasterrrrr. B99. The mick. The middle. Uhhh idk mostly ink master xD

31. 3 random facts........Ive never had shrimp. I had a beta fish for over a year once. Im eating pizza crust rn

32. are your friends mainly girls or guys?.......G i r l s. I have all girl friends irl and one boy. And on tumblr it seems like i just meet girls? Likei agree with @cristal-kyd1280 its like alot more gals then dudes here. But i do have some guy friends on here too. But mostly girls

33. something you want to learn.......TO DRAW ANATOMY DAMMIT

34. most embarrassing moment........Every moment of my lifes an embarrassing moment. Idk of i can pick a "most" embarrassing one. But one time i i sent my crush (now ex bf) a hey fuckface and like some hearts or whatever for an ask game that meant like "i have a crush on u" "youre adorable" etc and said Hewo but i did it all anonymously. But he confronted me askin if i sent it cause im the only person he knows that actually says hewo lol. Then later on i finally admitted i really liked him and well y'all know the story after i think. Unless you're new

35. favourite subject.......A R TTTT OFC

36. 3 dreams you want to fulfill?........meet my friends on tumblr. Get into mtsu (college i wanna go to) and study art. And go skydiving

37. favourite actor/actress........favorite actor uhhhhhh probably thomas brodie sangster or tom felton and my favorite actress? Hmmm idk maybe evanna lynch (luna lovegood)

38. favourite comedian(s).......probably kevin hart lol he's p funny

39. favourite sport(s)........basketballllllll and football

40. favourite memory........uhhhhh idk?? One oh my favorite memories was when we went to see tøp in concert

41. relationship status.....single as a pringle

42. favourite book(s)......harry potter and the order of the pheonix. Harry potter and the half blood prince. Simon vs the homo sapiens agenda. Divergent. Maze runner. Twilight. Fangirl. Fallen. Red queen

43. favourite song ever.......TOO HARD DONT MAKE ME CHOOSEEEEEE

44. age you get mistaken for.........16 and 17 sometimes lol

45. how you found out about your idol........i was watching someone on yt and superraedizzle always poped up in my feed and my mom turned on one of her vids cause she always saw her vids too now ive seen most of em i love her. Id heard of vexx but never watched him and i was watching a collab from anthony miller art and shrimpy and i checked out shrimpys channel and was lookin at comments and alot of ppl said his art is like vexxs so i checked out vexx. At first i was like eh ok. Now i cant click fast enough when he posts a vid. And i actually fpund out about bob ross from my grandpa on jan 20 2017 when trump was getting sworn in or whatever. We turned on pbs and my grampa told me to look and bob ross was on and i was IN. I loved it. I even started watching full episodes on YouTube of the joy of painting after that. Wonderful man. My first painting i ever did i think was when i followed one of his tutorials xD (i didnt know it was popular at the time)

46. what my last text message says......."ok your turn"

47. turn ons.....uhh nerds ig idk um book lovers, music lovers, art lovers, potterheads, idk and nice ppl

48. turn offs......jerks. Homophobia. Idk ig whatever i said in things i hate

49. where i want to be right now......uhhhh idk wait didn't i already answer this? Ok this ones different ig so uhh with my friend lucas

50. favourite picture of your idol.....oh shit...favorite? Idk xD i have a fave of vexx but not of rae or bob. But heres pics of them any way

51. starsign......a libraaaaa boiii

52. something i’m talented at......drawing and speed reading. Thats about it lol. Oh and procrastina

53. 5 things that make me happy.......ooooo art, my friends here on tumblr, books, harry potter, and music ^^

54. something thats worrying me at the moment.....if my friend thinks im being annoying

55. tumblr friends......hhhhh so manyyyyyy. @dirtysocke @mysisterlooksforthisaccountsobye @cristal-kyd1280 @chinesewaffles2 @kingantlion @queen-baelin @sammchenry @septembersbloom and more

56. favourite food(s)......green beans, pepperoni pizza, and vanilla madelines

57. favourite animal(s).......basically any reptile. Puppies. Cats. Any animal really but my #1 are snakes

58. description of my best friend.....well she's a tiny bean (5 feet) and she has dark hair, she wears glasses, she doesnt take shit, she's in love with Josh dun, she's awesome, funny, nice (YES youre nice jackie) and shes the best friend ive ever had. Oh. And she has a weird obsession with spaghetti

59. why i joined tumblr.......well i heard abt it on Pinterest over a year ago but didnt want it. Then @mrfastbass-deactivated20181231 on DeviantArt said he got tumblr so i made one then followed him and figured id just post art and that's it cause i thought tumblr was boring as hell when i first got it. Now im p much obsessed with it

60. ask me anything you want.......go ahead brainy shoot. Give me smtn good

[baobej]

@dhalfmoonbydean tagged me and if our answers are similar it’s not my fault we’re both intellectuals ✨✨

RULES: answer these 85 statements about yourself, then tag 20 people

im tagging: @kosmicmoon @balmaineoark @7thxsense @8myblood

last

1. drink - beer

2. phone call - my mom

3. text message - my friend isabelle @bluemonade​

4. song you listened to - face by brockhampton

5. time you cried - last sunday

ever

6. dated someone twice? - no

7. kissed someone and regretted it - kinda? 

8. been cheated on - no

9. lost someone special - not really

10. been depressed - h i g h k e y

11. gotten drunk and thrown up - yes

fave colours

12. forest green

13. a warm yellow

14. blackest black

in the last year have you…

15. made new friends - yes, bless

16. fallen out of love - no

17. laughed until you cried - yes

18. found out someone was talking about you - i don’t think so?

19. met someone who changed you - nah

20. found out who your friends are - ya kinda but this is phrased so dramatically lol

21. kissed someone on your facebook friends list - no

general

22. how many of your facebook friends do you know irl - most of them

23. do you have any pets - i have a cat at my parents’ but i want one here in my apartment too :(

24. do you want to change your name - nah im good

25. what did you do for your last birthday - i went out for some beers and got my nose pierced with my best friend

26. what time did you wake up today - 8:20AM

27. what were you doing at midnight last night - playing card games at a bar with old friends

28. what is something you can’t wait for - leaving for finland on Tuesday, then nyc and then oslo!

30. what are you listening to right now - cereal by crush and zico

31. have you ever talked to a person named tom - ya this one dude in hs (we won a pair dancing “competition” together lmao)

32. something that gets on your nerves - people cracking their knuckles, people interrupting me or not listening to me, me fucking something up even though I know im good at it

33. most visited website - tumblr lol

34. hair colour - a pretty boring brown im planning on dyeing soon

35. long or short hair - i cut it into a bob last year and now it’s like a bit past shoulder length? but im going to cut it again soon

36. do you have a crush on someone - I’ve had like tiny crushes on strangers but i’ve never had bigger crushes than that

37. what do you like about yourself - my handwriting, style and taste in music (same thav, same), my cooking skills and my tattoos

38. want any piercings? - yes but my skin has decided it loves tattoos and h a t e s piercings so i had to remove my nose ring and i doubt i’ll get any more (but :( I desperately want a double helix and my nose ring back)

39. blood type - O-

40. nicknames - ju, juju, and tee (bc that’s what i used to call myself as a toddler so it stuck with my family lol)

41. relationship status - single and absolutely not mingling thank you v much

42. zodiac - libra sun and moon

43. pronouns - she/her

44. fave tv shows - i barely watch any these days but ig b99, stranger things, sense 8

45. tattoos - i have one of a hand holding a wand on the back of my forearm, the wand points towards my hand. my other tattoo is the phrase “do no harm but take no shit” in runes going around my upper arm. i want to get poppies in an aquarelle like style on my other upper arm, and a line art portrait of olympe de gouges on my ribs

46. right or left handed - right

47. ever had surgery - nope

48. piercings - one on each ear, and a minute of silence for my dearly departed nose ring

49. sport - the six flights of stairs i have to walk up to get to my apartment, and that’s plenty, ladies and gents

50. vacation - this summer? im going to Finland next week and working for a bit, then New York with my family for ten days, then Oslo for a week to go see hanne <333

51. trainers - as in sneakers? i have black converse, green and blue new balance, and orange adidas superstar

51. favourite pair of shoes - it’s gotta be my doc martens (the versatility! the style! amazing)

more general

52. eating - imma try to psych myself up to do the dishes and make some curry chicken

53. drinking - water

54. i’m about to watch - princess mononoke i think

55. waiting for - the Eiffel tower fireworks tonight

56. want - more money more time more clothes and a new phone :(

57. get married - eh probs not

58. career - it’s still early but i want to be an english teacher or like get a phd in linguistics lol

which is better

59. hugs or kisses - hm hugs 

60. lips or eyes - eyes

61. shorter or taller - taller

62. older or younger - older

63. nice arms or stomach - arms

64. hookup or relationship - relationship

65. troublemaker or hesitant - hesitant

have you ever

66. kissed a stranger - yes

67. drank hard liquor - yes

68. lost glasses - yes 

69. turned someone down - yes

70. sex on first date - no

71. broken someone’s heart - im not sure

72. had your heart broken - no

73. been arrested - no

74. cried when someone died - no one close to me has ever died so I don’t think so? 

75. fallen for a friend - no but i had a few scares

do you believe in

76. yourself - most of the time

77. miracles - in a religious sense? no

78. love at first sight - i mean it never happened to me but sure

79. santa claus - no

80. kiss on a first date - is that even something to “believe” in? i mean if everyone’s consenting who cares lol

81. angels - as in literal angels no but u best believe i call all my friends actual angels

other

82. best friend’s name - circé, hanne

83. eye colour - a greyish blue

84. fave movies -  howl’s moving castle, spirited away, silence of the lambs, arrival, i am not an easy man, dead poets society...

85. fave actor - martin freeman was the first actor who came to mind tbh idk why lol

[angelixii]

1-140 (anything you haven't answered already) - Felix

Oh, hello! Thanks for the ask!! 💕

3 fears - Spiders (I get frightened when I think about them) heights (slightly) and the public (anything like murder, kidnapped, ya know stupid people)

 3 Things I love - Music, Idols, and animals

 2 Turns on - ig Hats (like snapbacks) and glasses

 2 Turns off - oof I don’t really know.. ig self absorbed or a fudge boy

 My best friend - C: @straykids-sk (wuv you)

 How tall am I - 5′2

 What do I miss right now - My cat that passed away :c (her name was P.J)

 Favourite color - Blue, red, and sometimes green

 Do I have a crush - no not really

 Favourite place - my home

 What am I listening to right now - theres a website called asoftmurmur.com and it has noises like rain or waves and stuff like that

 Shoe size - pretty sure 10 in US womens

 Eye color - brown

 Hair color - light-ish brown

 Meaning behind my URL - I chose Felix cause hes my bias wrecker and hes angelic C:

 Favourite song - Theres like a million but 5SOS’s She Looks So Perfect wil always be a favorite (idk why)

 Favourite band - Ill just chose Stray Kids cause I don’t wanna write them all out

 How I feel right now - kinda tired but ig ok

 Someone I love - Ill say my best fren Georgia (@straykids-sk) cause i wuv her

 My current relationship status - single and i kinda wanna stay that way for a while

  My relationship with my parents - We all live in the same house and its just us (I have one other sister but she moved out. But shes here a lot tho) and we all get along well

 Favorite season - probably Spring c:

 Tattoos and piercing I have - none and I don’t really want any

 Tattoos and piercing I want - ^^^

The reasons I joined Tumblr - Georgia wanted me to and I thought it would be fun (I was right c:)

 Do I ever get “good morning” or “good night ” texts? - no :/

 Have I ever kissed the last person you texted? - oh heel no she my best fren I would never

 How long does it take me to get ready in the morning? - when I have school like 20 minutes at max

 Have you shaved your legs in the past three days? - I did today

 Where am I right now? - at my house on my laptop c:

 Do I like my music loud or at a reasonable level? - reasonable level cause I’ve always had ear problems and they are sensitive (even tho I always have my earbuds in)

 Do I live with my Mom and Dad? - yup

 Am I excited for anything? - not that I can think of no

 Do I have someone of the opposite sex I can tell everything to? - nope :/

 How often do I wear a fake smile? - not THAT often

 If I could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be? - oooof I don’t think I could answer that question

 What do I think about most? - probably k-pop

 Do I prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it? - Definitely behind

 What was the last lie I told? - It was kinda a joke but “i’ll do it because im the good child”

 Do I prefer talking on the phone or video chatting online? - Eh depends on who it is but facetiming/video chatting

 Do I believe in ghosts? How about aliens? - ghosts kinda and aliens, I mean sure we’ve barely discovered space, who knows whats out there

 Do I believe in magic? - sometimes yeah

 Do I believe in luck? - I mean yeah

 What’s the weather like right now?- theres nothing really going on

 What was the last book I’ve read? - uhhhhhh fully on my own (not in class)? The Maze Runner Scorch Trials

 Do I have any nicknames? - Kassadoodle, Kassidilla, Kassy

 Do I spend money or save it? - I’m trying to save as much as I can rn in my little money jar c:

 Can I touch my nose with a tounge? - nah

 Favourite animal? - Lions and Fennec Foxes

 What was I doing last night at 12 AM? - uhhh im pretty sure saying goodbye to Georgia on video chat

 What’s a song that always makes me happy when I hear it? - oo um I cant really think of one rn :/

 What is my favorite word? - yeet

 My top 5 blogs on tumblr (not in any order)

@honeylixs

@zoxsu

@tinyfigureskater

@stray-kids-dork

@straykidsmate

 If the whole world were listening to me right now, what would I say? - I probably wouldn’t say anything cause im shy and afraid people would judge me on what I say c:

 Do I have any relatives in jail? -not that I know of

What is my current desktop picture? - a pic of Bts

Had sex? Bought condoms? Gotten pregnant? Have I ever kissed somebody in the rain? Had job? Smoked weed? Smoked cigarettes? Drank alcohol?

no to ALL those questions C:

Am I a vegetarian/vegan? - nope don’t think I could ever

Been overweight? - …

Been underweight? - no.

Gotten my heart broken? - nah

Been to prom? - nope

Been in airplane? - nope and I never want to really

Learned another language? - I take required (cause im one of the more intelligent kids in school. I know shocker right?) Spanish classes in school but im on summer break so I dont remember any c:

Wore make up?- nope

Dyed my hair? - nope

Had a surgery? - plenty of ear surgery and had my tonsils removed

Met someone famous? - nope

Stalked someone on a social network? - nope

Been fishing? - no but my dad has always wanted to take me and it sounds kinda fun

Been rejected by a crush? - nope never really had one and if I did I would never have the guts

What do I want for birthday? - ooo idk but i have to wait till next year anyway cause its already passed

Do I like my handwriting? - sometimes when my hand cooperates

Where do I want to live when older? - with my girl Georgia

Have I ever got caught sneaking out or doing anything bad? - nope ima good child (yeah ok suuureee)

What I’m really bad at - running :/

What my greatest achievments are - managing to keep straight A’s and I dont even study cause im online so

The meanest thing somebody has ever said to me - “u bird cage” - Georgia c;

What I’d do if I won in a lottery - ooooooooof idk

What do I like about myself - uhhhhh heh ig my hair or eyes/eyelashes

My closest Tumblr friend - Georgia (yes I do know her irl but shes honestly the closet tumblr friend I have so)

Any question you’d like? - hmm idk

Are you outgoing or shy? - definitely shy, unless with people im close to then quite crazy

What kind of people are you attracted to? - funny, cute and nice people

Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now? - hA no

Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable? - kinda

Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with? - oof idk

What does the most recent text that you sent say? “ohhhh no XDD” (sent to Georgia)

What are your 5 favorite songs right now? - (I already answered this question and don’t wanna answer again)

Do you like it when people play with your hair? - yes I love when freinds at school did (once we were watching a movie in Spanish and my friend next to me was playing with my hair and I almost fell asleep heh)

Do you think there is life on other planets? - totally

Do you like bubble baths? - I haven’t had one in forever

Do you like your neighbors? - only one cause I think im related to them somehow or they are to like my uncle

Where would you like to travel? - out of this hell hole country c:

Favorite part of your daily routine? - checking my tumblr and stanning talent

What part of your body are you most uncomfortable with? - stomach

What do you do when you wake up? - check my notifications on my phone

Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker? - I wish it was more tan than it is (im quite pale)

Do you ever want to get married? - yeah

If your hair long enough for a pony tail? - yes but I hate pony tails so I never do it (I used to all the time as a kid)

Would you rather live without TV or music? - I rarely watch t.v anymore and listen to music almost all day so

Have you ever liked someone and never told them? - I mean yeah

What are your favorite stores to shop in? - I dont really have one for clothes but I do like Walmart

Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance? - I mean sometimes

Do you smile at strangers? - If the smile at me first yeah

Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about? - not that I can remember no

Ever wished you were someone else? - no (as much as I hate myself no)

Favorite makeup brand? - son;t wear any so I dont got one

Last thing you ate? - a Reese cup

Ever won a competition? For what? - not a big one I can remeber no

Ever been in love? - c:

Facebook or Twitter? - dont have a fb and i barely use twitter anymore but twitter

Twitter or Tumblr? - DEFINITELy tumblr

Are you watching tv right now? - i mean its always on for bg noise and light so ig so

What color are your towels? - all kinds of colors

Favorite ice cream flavor? - either Strawberry with out the strawberries or cookie dough

First person you talked to today? - my mom

Last person you talked to today? - Georgia

Name a person you hate? - C: theres too many

Name a person you love? - once again, theres too many

Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now? - C: theres too many

Do you tan a lot? - I barely go outside so thats a no

Have any pets? - too many

Do you type fast? - I mean kinda yeah

Do you regret anything from your past? - everything XD

Ever broken someone’s heart? - I highly doubt it

Have you ever liked someone so much it hurt? - C:

Is cheating ever okay? - hell no

Do you believe in true love? - I mean sure

What your zodiac sign? - Pisces

Do you believe in ghosts? - why is this question on here twice?

Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line on that page? (via catscuddlingandyou) - “…but not at all overwhelming, the balance of the different fragrances was subtle and flawless.” Twilight - Breaking Dawn (Do NOt ask me why thats the closest book its not mine and ive never read it and i NEVER plan on it)

oof that took like two hours heh.. its now currently 2:18am. and im very tired

but thanks for the ask anyway love! Im sorry for the wait! I was busy today. But im probably going to go to bed now

[killcapitalizm]

the idea of you; peter parker

summary: reader is overly-dramatic about being in love with peter parker and someone has to do something about it.

word count: 3,700 yo 

warnings: the overuse of the name peter parker, an unnecessarily long fic, terrible writing, some swearing, and the fact that i didn’t bother editing this.

a/n: inspired by the song idea of you by mxmtoon! i wrote half of this at midnight and the other half is just me trying to come up with a decent ending. the last part is so rushed i'm sorry. lmk if i need to fix anything or smth. i don’t even know how to write peter parker. this is the first thing i’ve written in a year.

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You stared at the back of Peter Parker’s head as you probably missed really important information about your next biology project. Being in love is so uncomfortable.

Or, at least you think it's love. Maybe? It's been a few weeks and you still don't know.

Peter Parker is a pretty close friend of yours. His heart is gold and you're dirt poor. You don't know why you're considering the idea of loving someone as rare and precious as Peter Parker, you clearly aren't anyone special so just the idea of loving him is a dangerous thing to touch.

But the idea is so appealing that you can't help but lay your hands all over it and you even dare to dream of it. You might be completely wrong about what it's like to love Peter Parker (specifically when he loves you back) but the idea you've made is too golden to not fall in love with. And the real-life Peter Parker? He's just as lovely as your daydreams of him. Far less romantic, though. You've been stuck on the boy for so long now that you can't distinguish whether you're in love with him or the idea of him. It's hard to tell.

A sharp ring of the school bell rips you from your brain and your eyes from Peter Parker’s curly hair. He turns around in his seat and faces you. Smiles at you.

“We’re still going to meet at your place, right?” He shoves his textbook into his bag as he looks up at you. You, him, and Ned were going to have a movie marathon at your house and the boys were going to sleepover since your parents were out for a few days.

You smile back at him. You just smile at him. “Definitely.”

You wish you tried to talk to him more because he immediately swings his backpack on and stands up. “Okay, see ya’ there,” and he runs from the classroom and off to work. Or half-work? I wonder what an internship is. I wonder how I even got into high school, god, I’m stupid-

You sweep your notebook into your bag and head out of the classroom, feeling incredibly immature for wasting and entire class period on your little love-crisis. You also feel immature for telling yourself that it’s Peter Parker, therefore it’s not wasting. With your internal struggle clear on your face, you weave your way towards the school’s exit. Michelle would probably draw you if you were in the detention room.

You’re not in love with Peter Parker, probably.

You and Ned had already managed to finish watching Star Wars: Revenge of the Sith and Star Wars: A New Hope before Peter Parker showed up. Four hours late was a new record, and it was much more disappointing when you both remembered that it wasn’t you guys that set the arrival time to 7:30. Even with 5 hours to do whatever he does every day at his internship, he still managed to show up four hours late. When you finally heard the doorbell at 11:45, Ned had to run to the door before you to make sure you didn’t lock Peter Parker out.

“Four hours, Parker.” You did your best to show you weren't amused by his tardiness. “Are you trying to set a world record?”

“Sorry, sorry.” He peeled off his shoes. “Mr. Stark had to keep me for a while longer, then I lost track of time and-“

“What in the fuck does he need to keep you for? You’re there daily and he’s a billionaire that can easily hire someone else for at least one night.” You stopped yourself from saying anything more. You sounded hurt enough already. You doubted every sweet thing you’ve thought of him. Maybe he was untrustworthy all along. Or maybe he doesn’t like you and Ned anymore.

Peter Parker made eye contact with you and in that moment you realized his eyes were more of a nut-brown than an amber brown, but Ned intervened before anyone could reply. “Guys, c’mon- I brought over the blu-ray for The Force Awakens. Let’s watch it before we get too tired.”

So you told yourself that Peter Parker was lucky, not because you love him but because he’s your friend. It’s not love if he doesn’t try for you anymore. He doesn’t try for Ned, either. Well, maybe he tried but you’re too upset and hurt to think of anything except blaming Peter Parker and telling yourself that you never loved him in the first place.

You let yourself keep the idea of loving him, though. You’d trash it in the morning because it’s meaningless. You still liked to compare his eyes to amber because it sounds better than nuts or chocolate. When you went to sleep with the boys that night, you dreamt of earlier when you said that Rey was cute and Peter Parker said you’re cuter and blushed.

You forgot to forget about the idea of loving Peter Parker. It’s been a week and you invited just him over to work on a project for biology that you desperately needed his help on because you were back to daydreaming about being in love with him during that class.

And now you’re telling yourself that this moment confirms you’re not in love with Peter Parker because it isn’t love when you’re the only one waiting. You’re more hurt than you know when an hour and a half past 5:30 brings Peter Parker to your door. You didn’t think he’d hear you when you muttered “If you think I’m so boring, just say so.” But he did hear you and now you’re in love with the real Peter Parker that told you that you aren’t boring, that he loves spending time with you, that he trusts you, that you mean more to him than you could ever imagine.

You’re also in love with the real Peter Parker that didn’t say I love you (too). You can’t live for very long with just the kiss on your head that he gave you when he made you laugh so hard that you accidentally slammed your head against the wall.

Another week and you’re trying not to love Peter Parker anymore because you know that you’ll be crushed when you realize there’s no chance of him ever saying I love you (too). So you’re going back to fantasies and empty dreams, you’re going back to that one dream you had of him spinning you around your room to the tune of a The 1975 song that you can’t remember now on a loud city evening. There’s a lot to come back to when you’re just in love with the idea of him. When you’re in love with the real Peter Parker, there’s not much to hold on to. It’s a lot more exciting when you do find something to hold on to, like yesterday when he was bored in World History during the movie your teacher played and Peter Parker instead opted to doodle all over your left hand in his favorite blue sharpie (you haven’t tried to wash it all off yet).

And now, Saturday. You have today to yourself and you’re using it to re-watch season four of The Office and text Ned about how great Star Wars: The Last Jedi is going to be, but mostly you’re using it to think about Peter Parker.

No, you tell yourself, I’m only thinking about the idea of him. You go over a little spider doodle with your own blue sharpie, making sure to use the same shade of blue so you don’t completely ruin the drawings on your hand. You try not to remember how his hand felt holding yours and instead you think of an imaginary scenario where Peter Parker writes “I love you too” on your hand instead of “Spider-man!!!”.

Half-distracted, you answer Ned’s text and slyly add btw wheres peter? he hasn't answered me today to the end. You sent Peter Parker a text this morning but there’s been no reply so far.

When Ned reads the text, he doesn’t type an answer. Instead, he tries to call you on FaceTime. You decline it and text him hoe i look gross. He answers, bitch me too, now pick up. Ned calls you again and you accept it.

You’re greeted with the pixellated sight of Peter Parker with a Wii remote in his hand, dancing violently with Katy Perry’s California Gurls playing. Ned’s amused voice comes, “He didn’t charge his phone overnight so it died this morning. He came over to my place and has played this all day.”

You let out a loud laugh. “I hate this because he’s good at it!”

You hear a faint “thanks!” from Peter Parker and you can’t help but think about how he’s actually a pretty good dancer and that’s adorable. It’s getting to be progressively more difficult to be in love with only the idea of him. You have to remind yourself that there’s a near-zero percent chance that he’d ever feel the same way.

“Y/N, dude, you look so crushed right now,” says Ned, and Peter Parker momentarily stops dancing and looks over to Ned with a concerned expression.

“I’m realizing that I’ll never look as hot as Peter when I’m playing Just Dance.” You force a laugh and it sounds real. Peter Parker resumes his dancing with a red face.

“Gross; if you were here, you’d see how sweaty he is.”

“Not many people look hot even when sweating.”

“Ew, I’m hanging up if you call that smelly piece of garbage hot again.”

You are an absolute child. Only a child would worry so much for so long over love. You still don’t know what you’re in love with: your imagination or the reality. You also don’t know why you keep inviting Peter Parker over while you’re having your mid-life crisis.

He sits next to you on your couch as the two of you watch Star Trek. You’re really not watching it, instead you look at the TV as you bury yourself in thought. Only one thing keeps you grounded in reality, and it’s Peter Parker’s arm around you. That’s romantic, right?

You had only recently realized you you were being incredibly immature by only worrying where to direct your love and you had spent no time thinking about any possibility of Peter Parker loving you back. You try not to think about how sure you are that he doesn’t and instead try to give yourself a reason that he does. In case you slip up one day and admit your feelings, he won’t be completely blown away and you’d have something to defend yourself with.

There are a few things you can think of. You don’t know if they’re friendly things or romantic things, but you assume it’s romantic. He’s called you cute, and he’s also called you pretty. He’s kissed your head, and a month ago he kissed your forehead. Both instances were consensual on both ends. He blushes when you compliment him. He’s let you cuddle with him twice. Right now, he has his arm around your shoulders. The only thing that helps you tell if these things could be romantic is the faint memory of a romance novel you read when you were twelve years old.

You scream when you suddenly feel Peter Parker blow in your ear. You snap out of your thoughts and face him. “What was that for?”

“You weren’t answering me!” He defends, but lets you lightly punch his chest.

“Do you need something?” You lean back into the couch and remember his arm is still there, so you pretend to shift in your seat and lean forward.

“I was going to ask you if I could sleepover but if you’re too busy staring at the wall, then never mind.”

“Hey! Just because I’m spaced out, doesn’t mean I don’t want you here,” you say. “I’d love for you to stay overnight. But what about your internship? You’ve been with me all afternoon, are you sure Mr. Stark doesn’t need you?”

“I, uh, took care of my work this morning. That should be enough for at least today, right?” He looks at you as if you knew anything about what he does at the Stark Internship.

“How should I know? I say yes, you’re there every day and you work long hours. He should start paying you three times as much.” You get up from the couch and stretch. “Do you need to grab anything from home?”

“Yeah,” says he. “I’ll be back in ten?”

“Don’t sneak off to Mr. Stark, okay?”

He rolls his eyes at you, but he’s smiling. “Fine.”

And Peter Parker leaves you with the promise of his return in ten minutes. You turn off the Star Trek movie and decide to just leave the TV on a news channel so that you have some background noise. Wandering into the kitchen, you consider if he’d mind leftover spaghetti or if you should just order a pizza. You don’t have a lot of money left but you don’t plan on buying anything big anytime soon so a pizza should be good.

You pick up your phone after a while and call to order a pizza (one large, half pepperoni, half plain cheese, extra sauce) and sit down on the couch. Bored, you look over at the TV and find a burning building with the headline “Spider-man Saves Family from Fire” rolling along the bottom. Hanging up the phone- the pizza would arrive in twenty minutes- you drag your attention over to the news story. Across the screen swings the red and blue spier-themed hero, lowering a small child to the ground from the seventh story of an apartment. Firetrucks are all around and sirens are heard behind the voice of the reporter. Peter Parker was a fan of the hero, which made you take a liking to the person people call Spider-man. You liked that he wasn’t someone like Tony Stark, who you only saw in his Iron Man suit when he was doing something extremely important. Spider-man was like your city’s personal little hero. He took care of the city instead of his ego.

When commercials took over the TV, you turned away and looked at your phone. 9:15. The pizza would be getting cold soon. Peter Parker was late again. Only twenty minutes late so far, but you already knew he’d be at least half an hour late. You sank back into the couch, slouching down and propping your leg up to keep you from sliding right off.

Peter Parker was thirty-three minutes late.

You swing open the door, revealing him in his sleepwear and nothing in his hands but his phone. You glared at him tiredly.

“Ten minutes, huh? You shouldn’t have gotten me so excited.” You cross your arms, then uncrossed them when you started to smell something. “Peter, why do you smell like burning garbage?”

He fiddled with his phone. “Oh, well, um…”


“You weren’t at that big fire, were you?” You remembered the news story and just sputtered out something. “The one with Spider-man? I know you’re secretly in love with him but don’t go near a big fire just to see him-“


“No!” He raised his voice a little, then cleared his throat. “No, I’m not in love with him, I’m just- I just-“

“Ugh,” you stepped out of the doorway to let him in. “You should just take a shower before you stink up the entire building. Next time if you plan on being late, just say you need an hour.”

Peter Parker trudges in and heads straight for your bathroom, quietly closing the door behind him. You sigh and fall back onto the couch.

Peter Parker. He was hard to be in love with. You bet that if you had fallen in love with him last year, it would have been much easier. Ever since his trip to Berlin and this Stark Internship thing, it’s been hard to even be friends with him. You may not know anything about being in love with him, but you know a lot about being his friend and you wouldn’t trade that in for anything. You’re starting to suspect that you really do want to be in love with him, though, and you don’t like it. It’s been making your life way harder than it needs to be. Loving someone that almost never has time for you, obviously keeps secrets from you, and almost never keeps promises isn’t very fun. But you suppose that the daydreams about him was enough to make you love the real him. And maybe the little things that you decided earlier were romantic advances helped too. Or maybe Peter Parker really does just have a heart of gold and you’re desperate to keep him by your side. Thinking about this as a whole is making you doubt what little confirmations you’ve made, now you’re back to the stupid him-versus-the-idea-of-him thing.

Who do you love, Y/N? Do you love Peter Parker or do you love your fantasy of Peter Parker? You need to decide now or it’s going to keep you up at night for another week. You haven’t been sleeping much. If you stayed in your little pretend world, it would be easier to interact with the real Peter Parker, but if you love the real him then you wouldn’t feel as creepy, plus you’d maybe have a chance at being with him.

No, I wouldn’t. He’d never dare feel that way about me. You lean your head back and stare at the ceiling, switching back and forth from thinking about how stupid you feel to thinking about Peter Parker. Eventually you stopped thinking about Peter Parker for a while and just thought about how you could be doing something productive with your life right now but instead you spend your time worrying about a boy in the dumbest way possible. Not that love wasn’t something to worry about, but maybe you could have used the time that you wasted on your own dilemma to study or even just think about something more important. Maybe think about why Peter Parker has been being distant. Or maybe even think about college, anything but your stupid problem with love-

You scream when Peter Parker slams the door open loudly, jumping out of your seat and falling to the floor in panic. He slowly shuts the door being him with a guilty look on his face.

“Uh… sorry.” He placed his phone on the couch and sat next to you on the ground.

You shoved him lightly. “My gosh, I don’t care what you do to your house, but try not to break my doors.”

“Sorry, sorry, I’m just in a good mood and I, I guess I got excited.” He waved his hands around. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t worry about it.” You shrugged and got up, sitting back down on the couch. “Well, now that you’re here and you don’t smell gross anymore, I have a movie that I want to watch and therefore you need to watch it, too. I hope you didn’t eat yet because I ordered pizza for us.”

You tried not to look at Peter Parker as he slept because that would be incredibly creepy of you. He really is adorable, though.

Sighing, you turn over in your bed. Peter Parker is an amazing friend, a hard worker, a pure soul, and you might as well accept that you’re in love with him.

“Uh, Y/N?”

You scream again, shooting up in your bed. Your head snaps over to Peter Parker. “You fucker, I thought you were asleep!”

“Is it true?” He asks. You blink very slowly at him.

“Is what true?” Then your heart drops. “Oh my god. Did I say that out loud?”

“Please tell me if it’s true.” He sits up in the sleeping bag you gave him, nut brown eyes staring up at you. You’ve gotten used to saying nut brown instead of amber. The moonlight coming through your window makes him look especially soft and childish.

It feels like your heart is seizing and beating way too fast at the same time. “You- I, why do I need to say it? I mean, you, you heard- if I thought you were asleep, then why would I lie out loud?”

Peter Parker fucking gets up and sits next to you on your bed. You slide away, but he follows you. He never once breaks eye contact, an impressive feat considering the situation.

“Y/N.” He’s too close to you. You don’t want to breathe. “Tell me, please.”

Well, Y/N, too damn late to go back now. Your brain and heart are screaming bloody murder as you finally give him his answer, “Yes. It’s- It’s true.”

Peter Parker gives you the brightest smile you’ve ever seen. You’ve only seen him this happy when he told you he got to meet Tony Stark.

“Can I- Can I kiss you?” He asks excitedly. You blush and start to sputter.

“Wait, no- no! I don’t mean no, but- you, um, what?” You try to correct yourself before he speaks again. “You… You didn’t say it back!”

Oh my god, Y/N, stop losing your shit is all you can hear in your head but Peter Parker grins even wider. He leans in fast and presses his lips to yours. It’s weird and exhilarating, your chins bump together and you both awkwardly try to hold hands, lips fumbling just as much as your fingers were. When he pulls back, he looks into your eyes with emotions so intense you wanted to turn away in disbelief. Again, he grins, unable to hide his joy. Slowly, your brain quiets down and lets you enjoy this moment, and you’re glad that it does because the next think Peter Parker says is something you’ll remember for the rest of your life and then more.

“I love you too.”

[rocky-alex]

A Hunter’s Life For Me

Word count: 1872

Warnings: none here

Pairing: OFC (Jules) x Dean (Don’t know to what extent yet, but yeah, that pairing)

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Chapter 2: Cold as fucking ice

“How are you doing?” Dean asked.

“Do you honestly want to know?” He seemed to think about it and glanced at his brother.

“Maybe not…” Snort. Of course he didn’t.

After leaving the house Dean had taken one look at me and my one measly bag and asked where I was going. When I said I had no idea he offered me to tag along until I figured something out. Since my life had reached rock bottom, with no visible way up, I took him up on his offer. Now I was enjoying the most awkward car ride of my life.

“So is this what you do? Just ride around in your car?”

“While the tension doesn’t always run this high, yeah, basically,” Dean answered. I looked between the brothers.

“What’s with the silence?”

“Sammy here had a problem with looking into the demon deaths.”

“What problem?”

“You really wanna do this infront of her?” Sam asked and finally turned his head to look at the two of us.

“Oh look, he speaks!” Sam’s lips tightened. I leaned back in the seat, trying to become smaller.

“We had no idea what we were getting into, Dean.”

“And what, we usually do?”

“We at least try to find out as much as we can!”

“That demon was killing people, Sam! Fast. And besides, it’s over now.”

“Yeah, well, we got lucky.” For a second it looked like Dean wanted to argue, but then it was like the air went out of him and he turned his eyes back to the road. While they still seemed nowhere near done arguing, the so-called tension in the car had eased up significantly, and I relaxed a bit.

They hadn’t told me any specific destination they had in mind, and as it didn’t matter to me where I ended up, I sat back and started fiddling with me phone. After a few hours I spoke up.

“Hey, did you guys bother checking neighbouring towns for similar deaths?”

“Not this time no,” Sam said, casting a sidelong glance at his brother. “Why?” I leaned over the front seat to show him my phone. It was an article dated about a month back, about deaths in the city just a couple of hours away from where I lived. Sam took the phone and read through the article. There wasn’t much, barely any details, but enough to make it look like demonic signs. Like it could’ve been my demon.

“What is it?” Dean asked.

“Murders in the city, about a month ago.” “How come we didn’t hear about it?”

“There’s barely anything there. In bigger cities a murder is more common than in suburbia, this was probably not big enough to get on our radar, or the police held back the story from the media.” Dean frowned.

“Why did the killings stop?”

“Well it’s not because they caught the killer,” I said, taking the phone back from Sam. “And the last one happened just before the demon possessed my mom. Could it have been the same one?” No answer.

“How many people died?” Dean asked.

“Five.” Sam and Dean exchanged a look.

“Ritualistic? It could be a witchy thing, the demon was collecting debts,” Dean suggested, his tone suddenly low.

“Yeah, but why were the next murders so close to each the first ones? Witches I get, but two covens this close together?”

“Yeah, I hear ya.”

“Wait, what about witches?” I asked. It was like they were deliberately keeping me out of the conversation. Dean looked at me in the rearview mirror.

“Hey look, no offence, but you don’t want to get into this, trust me.” “Two demons have come after me in less than two years, I’d say I’m already in it.”

“And you don’t want to leave it behind while you have the chance?”

“How? Can you tell me for sure that another one won’t show up?” He was quiet for a few moments.

“No. No, I can’t.”

“But you still want me to try?”

“I think that if you have the chance, you should take it.” Honestly, I hadn’t thought about it like that until now. In my mind, neither me or anyone around me was safe right now. Not knowing what the two demons had wanted, I had my mind set on more of them coming after me. How could I just go back to normal after that?

I decided not to answer Dean, but instead leaned back and closed my eyes. We’d been driving for hours now, and afternoon had become night. I was exhausted, and just like that, I fell asleep.

When I woke up the light outside the car had changed. It was getting brighter, and I could just make out the first rays of sunshine in the east. The car wasn’t moving anymore, so I sat up and looked around.

“Where’s Dean?” I asked Sam, who was leaning against the door with his eyes closed.

“Supply run,” he answered, not moving a muscle. The car was parked outside a gas-n-sip, and I could barely make out Dean inside the store. I opened the door and got out. Damn, it felt good to stretch my legs after being in the same awkward position so long. I moved around, trying to get the blood flowing again, and out of nowhere there was loud crash from inside the store. Then a really loud bang. Just as I turned to see what was going on Dean came bursting through the door, hauling ass to the car, the gas-n-sip clerk hot on his heels.

“Get in the car!” he yelled and threw himself in the driver’s seat. Moving as fast as I could, I practically launched myself back in the car, barely managing to close the door before Dean hit the gas and, tires squealing, raced out of the parking lot.

“What the hell happened?” Sam asked. He’d jumped to attention at the noises, but hadn’t been able to do anything before Dean got us all out of there.

“Fucking demons!” Dean cursed, and hit the steering wheel. “It didn’t actually do anything until I was at the counter, probably didn’t notice who I was until then.”

“Wait, hold up,” I said, leaning forward. “Why would a demon know who you are?”

“We have a bit of a reputation.”

“Which means…?” “We’ve ganked our fair share of demons in our life, and it’s occasionally made us hell’s most wanted. The rest of the time demons just try to kill us for fun.”

“Was that meant to be reassuring?”

“Just telling it like it is, sweetheart.”

“Uhuh.”

“So there just happened to be a demon at the gas station we decided to stop at?” Sam asked.

“Hell if I know, Sam,” Dean answered.

“Why didn’t you kill it? Or at least send it back to hell?”

“It came at me like a rabid dog, Sam. No time.” “What about the knife?”

“… I thought you had the knife.”

“I never have the knife.” Dean didn’t say anything.

“What’s a knife gonna do against a demon?” I asked.

“Special knife, it kills them,” Sam explained. “Of course it does.”

“So where are we going?”

“Kansas, sweetheart.”

“What’s in Kansas?”

“Home, for lack of a better word.” Made sense.

“What’s home for you two?”

“Boy, you sure ask a lot of questions, don’t ya?”

“Well excuse the fuck out of me for being curious. You know, you could just say you don’t want to talk.”

“She’s got spunk, I like her,” Dean said to his brother. I huffed a laugh and decided to drop it. When, if, the brothers wanted to get rid of me they could just drop me at a bus station. But I’d given it some thought, and maybe I did want to be in this. I didn’t have anything else to go back to, so why the fuck not? At least until I knew there would be no more demons after me.

The drive to Kansas took all day, and it was past four in the afternoon when we zipped past the Welcome to Kansas sign. Dean parked by a small shopping area. He turned around.

“Last stop. Where to next?” I looked out the window and saw a small bus station. It would be easy to leave this all behind, find somewhere to live, somewhere to work. Maybe find a nice guy to fall in love with. But it wasn’t what I wanted. I took a deep breath and looked at the Winchesters. That path felt like so much more. There was a reason I hadn’t run screaming when I found out my mother was a demon. There was a reason I didn’t panic when the first demon came after me. Maybe I liked the idea of this life.

“Where you’re going.” Dean looked shocked.

“Jules, this isn’t a happy life. You don’t want this.”

“How would you know, Dean?” “Because this has been my whole life! Don’t you think I’d want to settle down, maybe not risk my life every day if I could?”

“You love this life.” “How would you know, Jules?” he fired back. I smirked at him.

“Because you would’ve done it already.” Dean stuttered and turned to his brother.

“Sam!”

“What, Dean? It’s not like it’s the first time we’ve taken in a stray.” Goddamn he sounded bitter. Dean tossed his arms in the air, giving up.

“Fine!” Yay! He turned he key in the ignition and the engine roared back to life. A short while later we were going down a small road, coming up on a tall brick building. At the base of it there was a large door, and a motorcycle parked outside it. It was gorgeous, a blue Harley.

“Fuck.” Dean said under his breath as Sam tensed up beside him. And just like that, the tension was back. Dean parked the car and turned to his brother.

“Sam-”

“Shut up, Dean.” Dean actually shut up, and Sam got out of the car, closing the door behind him. Dean’s eyes followed his brother. He looked worried.

“What’s going on?” I asked.

“I’ll explain later.” Okay then. I looked out the window, seeing someone come out from behind a group of trees. It was a girl, older than me, and much more rugged looking. Another hunter? She looked wary, like she expected an attack.

“We should go.” Dean said suddenly, getting out of the car. I followed him, grabbing my bag as I went. Sam and the girl were just looking at each other.

Dean led me to a smaller door beside the big one. He unlocked it and we went inside. Had it not just been for the weird exchange outside, I would’ve been blown away by the sight that met me. It was a bunker, and it was huge. A big lit up room with a map table, and through a big doorway I could see a room lined with bookshelves. Who the hell were these guys? Dean led me downstairs and was about to say something when I interrupted him

“Who was that?”

“That,” Dean said, a weird look on his face, like he was in pain. “was Y/N.”

@carryonmyswansong

Note: Oh yeah, I’m going there. This will be a big mix of POV’s :P Also trying to work on longer chapters this time around :)

[pyojihoonmoved]

0-44 owo

wow, this is payback isn’t it. okay let’s do it.

0: Height

5′11″

1: Age

21, 22 in a month i cry.

2: Shoe size

like… 9? 9.5??

3: Do you smoke?

no thanks.

4: Do you drink?

very rarely tbh.

5: Do you take drugs?

no thank u again

6: Age you get mistaken for

I don’t know? I usually am guessed to be my age or maybe a little older?

7: Have tattoos?

no

8: Want any tattoos?

yes please.

9: Got any piercings?

yes, just 2 in each lobe.

10: Want any piercings?

cartilage and maybe more, but i’ve tried my cartilage twice and they failed each time so idk.

11: Best friend?

you can’t make me name just a single one.

12: Relationship status

technically single but unavailable as hecc.

13: Biggest turn ons

yeah you’d like to know that wouldn’t you, ya nastea .

14: Biggest turn offs

🤔🤔🤔

15: Favorite movie

I don’t really have one??

16: I’ll love you if…

you feed me .

17: Someone you miss

no one, atm. well there is someone that comes to mind, a friend I had from middle school to high school

18: Most traumatic experience

I honestly can’t really… think of anything like outright… traumatic ? ? ? so lucky me.

19: A fact about your personality

i’m a pretty resilient person, ig?? i mean if smth gets me down or whatever i’m able to move on from it fairly quickly. there are better things to do than to sit and stress over some shit that happened that you can’t change.

20: What I hate most about myself

a n x i e t y.

21: What I love most about myself

I’m funny? ? ? at least I think so.. 

22: What I want to be when I get older

uhhh… still working on it lmao !

23: My relationship with my sibling(s)

better than it used to be, since we’ve gotten older. then again, it was never really bad to begin with, but you know how siblings are with each other when they’re kids. like one time i threw my heavy ass binder at my brother when we got onto the school bus and it hit him in the back bc he was talking shit bout my best friend at the time LMFAO. i was like 10?? at the time?? maybe 11? and he was 12/13?? good times lmao.

24: My relationship with my parent(s)

it’s neither here nor there? so i guess its a good one? I don’t really feel comfortable talking to them about anything but we don’t fight anymore so it’s cool.

25: My idea of a perfect date

you know in all my 21 years of life this is something i’ve never sat down and actually thought about and visualized? i think just being with the person I like and spending time together and enjoying each other’s company is enough to make the date perfect. 

26: My biggest pet peeves

when people smack their food/gum loudly!!! holy shit!! or when people wanna leave ur door open when they leave. being late as a result of other people like i can’t stand being late . people who ask you what y’all should get for a meal then say ew when you pitch ideas, even though they hadn’t contributed in any other way besides “hey what do y’all want” and “ew”. anw i’ll end that there i could go on all day LMAO.

27: A description of the girl/boy I like

WOW where to even. pushing aside like obvious things about how cute/hot she is bc like she’s all of those things (((im very gay))), she’s makes me laugh, makes me feel better when I’m feeling bad mostly over stupid shit, and idk, i feel comfortable with her, to where i can talk to her freely and discuss how i’m feeling without being made out to be the bad guy or anything like that. i could spend literally 24/8 talking to her without getting tired of it, which is saying something because there are very few people I can just not only consistently talk to but like look forward to talking to them on the daily. 12312/10 do not regret liking. she’s a very important person to me and even if things don’t go further than where they are now, I’d be okay with that as long as I still have her in my life. and i hope she knows how much i love her and one day believes she’s every bit of important as i think and make her out to be because she is, maybe even moreso. 

28: A description of the person I dislike the most

honestly there isn’t anyone that I like… severely dislike?? people do shit that annoys me and what not but idk there’s no deep seated hatred, only annoyance. ig if I had to answer then the description would be someone that needs to grow the fuck up lmao anw. 

29: A reason I’ve lied to a friend

I don’t think i’ve ever lied over something serious. like the only time I ever lie is when i make up excuses for why I can’t hang out or whatever, and thats only if they’re not a close friend. if they’re a close friend I usually just tell them straight up lmao hey nah im not feeling it.

30: What I hate the most about work/school

school since I’m in it right now, uhhh. everything lmfao. but specifically that’d be the fact that my class starts at 8am. and the textbooks are boring af.

31: What my last text message says

tbh idk bc i delete mine daily and sometimes several times daily so whatever I said last or someone said to me last it isn’t there.

32: What words upset me the most

“card declined” :(((

33: What words make me feel the best about myself

honestly any compliment makes me like c: but when people tell me i’m funny/have a good sense of humor i’m like extra cccccc:

34: What I find attractive in women

everything . i’m gay. i fucking love girls.

35: What I find attractive in men

are they pyo jihoon? if not then nothing lmao .

36: Where I would like to live

I mean?? I don’t know?? I’m good with anywhere as long as I’m allowed to have pets and it’s like, you know. a decent place.

37: One of my insecurities

tbh I’ve been feeling a little insecure about my weight again these days. and it’s not like I’m really overweight or anything, like not at all. I’m pretty sure I’ve got a normal BMI or whatever for my age but. i got a lot of shit when i was younger for being overweight, mostly from my brother and his friends and even the rest of my family and so on, so i’m a bit ehhh about it. 

38: My childhood career choice

I don’t remember?? I think I wanted to either work with the police or be a lawyer or something, I don’t know.

39: My favorite ice cream flavor

cookie two step by my love blue bell. aka cookies and cream combined with chocolate chip cookie dough

40: Who I wish I could be

uhhhhhh. i don’t know?? I’m alright w/being myself, idk.

41: Where I want to be right now

at home, with blu.

42: The last thing I ate

chick-fil-a. which was several hours ago so i should probabaly make myself food.

43: Sexiest person that comes to my mind immediately

@pushzeen ;)))))

44: A random fact about anything.

UHHHH. UHMMMM. i.... used to want to learn how to sew?? my grandma even bought me a sewing machine when i was in like 5th grade so i could learn, and we started off by making barbie clothes but then family drama happened so i didn’t see her for years. and then a few years back everyone started talking again and so she gave me that sewing machine to take home with me but??? a bitch still can’t sew cause she has no idea what she’s doing on her own lmao. so it’s just chilling in my closet. 

[dinacharya]

Chapter 2. aka, Adele 25 therapy

what are tumblrs for if not for ridiculous oversharing and creeping into people’s lives you have no business being in, right? 

disclaimer: it’s a saturday night, 11:45pm to be exact, and i’m 4 hours deep into listening to Adele’s 25 album on repeat. i’ve also micro-dosed. or maybe regular dosed, depends who you ask. For all intents and purposes here, I’m calling it a micro because i very much have a grip even if my trusty wall tapestry is doing pretty things, and I had a very clear intention diving in. 

the tl;dr is that this 25-year old’s solo post-break up trip is a fucking cleanse and this is the vibe I’m fully on right now:

lol so, how did we get there: 

well waking up from last night’s binge smoking, gaming & sugar session (which was honestly much needed - shout out to the peeps who were there for that) didn’t feel the hottest, obviously. but crushed that shit with more sleep and getting back into jillian michaels* in my living room and eating a healthy lunch and whatnot. 

*side note: i’m sure she’s made millions already, but in this era with all the IG fitness models and influencers out there i still think jillian michaels is queen and underrated. 20 mins of jumping around and flailing weights, guided by her via TV is literally all i need to be like woh bitch i’m back. haha. 

now: you know how there are just those random people in your life that perhaps weren’t around all that long or maybe they had an impact on you that you only realized later? or maybe you just never shared with them how much they meant to you, because you didn’t even know. so there are a couple of those i’m going to bring up here (no names). 

starting with one - a friend from my NYC juice bar days, we spent many a wintery days and hours cooped up in that tiny shop kicking ass honestly with grade A difficult customers. she was one of my favorites to work with - so fun to laugh, with gossip with, just share a space with. i have so many fond memories of night shifts there, snow falling outside the windows. people coming in for smoothies at 10:45pm making us wonder what the fuck? 

she was stunning, tall, beautiful effortless skin and bone structure and all that, she just glowed. she was always lifting up other girls around her while shaming herself. i get it, that’s just what we do, that’s what I do. but fact is she was a straight 12/10 no question. anyways, we lost touch. we all know how that whole restaurant went down in sad flames with our owner locked up at rikers (if you don’t know of the psycho saga via vogue’s coverage, and want to hear a first-hand account, that’s for another day, it’s honestly a fun one to tell). so all the people in my life from the restaurant, who were what felt like home to me in NY, kind of faded out with time.

anyways, she’s one of those people for me that still pops into mind from time to time and i just wonder what she’s up to and miss her. so today in my idle morning of moping around, she popped into mind and a quick social media search led me to find her humble page and podcast she’s just recently started - and i ended up listening to a couple episodes because, lord knows i’m a podcast nerd. but i had a chance to hear her story and how much i didn’t know of her background when we were friends back then, and what a light she still was to those around her was pretty amazing.  she did say that her time in nyc was a bit of a blur that’s hard to remember because she was struggling at the time. it hurts my heart to know that, but at the same time i definitely can relate. generally i’d say living in nyc, as a student or not, can feel very isolating and while i have a lot of very vivid memories and recollections, a lot of that time is also a blur for me now the more distance i get from it. 

anyways, so kind of reflecting on all that this afternoon while mozy-ing around in bed was one part of today’s journey. one bit that was also huge was hearing her talk about her overeating/binge & restrictive eating disorder during that time, which is something i’ve tried to vocalize to my friends and family and even doctor but generally isn’t taken all that seriously. when in fact these habits i haven’t addressed are probably the most crucial detriment to my health. it turns out there’s such a thing as overeaters-anonymous. like AA but for people with compulsive eating problems. that’s 100% me, so this was a HUGE discovery today for me that something like this exists. i’m not going to say i’ll walk straight into a meeting this second, but i’m definitely interested. as carly whose lived with me for the last 3 years could easily tell you better than anyone else, i have a hell of a fucking problem and i don’t even know if i understand it fully myself.

part 2:

coincidentally, around mid day I happened to get a text from an old NY roommate, someone I hadn’t heard from in over a year probably, so it was pretty out of the blue. I always perceived her to be like an older sister figure, a funny lady from Malaysia with a heavy accent and a strong attitude, doing her best to fit into American culture, dating apps, heavy into the astrology shit, and all. Anyways, she hit me up because she was concerned she couldn’t find me on social media anymore (quickly resolved) and she mentioned that she enjoyed seeing my DIY stuff on IG stories and that it was serving as inspiration for some future business she’s been envisioning once she gets out of corporate life in Pittsburgh, PA. It was all endearing and sweet. i have heard from friends before that my IG could be turned into something more if i wanted to, but i’ve never had the heart to put more structure to things that just feel like natural parts of me that i want to remain free, if that makes sense. but it’s still nice to know that out there somewhere in pennsylvania the random things i do in my kitchen and share into the IG ether can serve as a little inspo for a roommate from 5 years ago. also it was just a nice reminder to self that in the same way i have these people i admire and root for and wonder about from a distance, maybe there’s room for me to be someone like that for somebody else i’ve crossed paths with. that makes me happy. 

So, part 3: hello, Adele.

i haven’t been shy about admitting the last couple months have been a struggle for me. basically since turning 25. even leading up to the big number, all year really i’d been kind of dreading what this age meant. it just feels like it’s gotta be messy whether i want it to be or not. considering every prior year has been a positive & fairly steady uphill climb, i figured at some point i’d have to pause/break/falter. don’t ask me why, age has always been something i’m glued to. (it’s funny because i don’t own a clock, the one watch i have is tucked into my wedding planner e-kit and only comes out on those days. given my job title and being a virgo and all, time has oddly never been a day to-day concern for me. (those who know me know i am never on time for anything, sorry) but i’ve always been hyper concerned about my age and the expectations (self imposed, inescapable) that come looming with it*. so birthday season usually is just a very introspective time every year where i evaluate where i’m at, the progress i’ve made, what’s holding me back, what i’m proud of, what i’m not proud of. 

*quick side story, the person i’ve dated all year always would say our age difference was nothing. but that statement always irked me because it’s far from the truth. every year 20, 21, 22, 23, 24 i’ve felt i’ve learned exponentially about myself and grown. so yeah, there’s a HUGE difference, emotionally/self-awareness, all that, between 22 and 25 if you ask me. like bless my early 20′s for being stoned fun & shit, but girl’s been putting in work too ya know?

anyways, back on track: come time for my birthday this year i didn’t really want to think too hard about it and just wanted to have fun, and i did! it was definitely one of the more fun/eventful birthdays i can recall. 

but now, 2 months post-birthday, fresh off of a break up, I’m beginning to see more clearly why I pushed all that usual introspective evaluation under the rug. essentially it’s what i’ve done all year, pretending 22 - 25 is nothing, and that all the work i’d done to get here was whatever. i’d taken steps back self-esteem wise, kind of let my work fall by the wayside just as something to do and not something i was excited about (which is more my norm), and i realize i wasnt being present in the right ways to friendships that mean the most to me. All in favor of some shiny beacon of excitement, being sucked into this vortex of conditional relationships*  and “fun” where i frankly just had no place being.

*linked there ^ is a stellar article, when you’re ready for it

THANK GOD FOR MY FRIENDS. seriously i don’t say this enough. I have been FREAKING BLESSED by the people who choose to be in my life. like fuck yo i know it’s FACT i have not been the most pleasant to be around or hear from this year but the true ones persisted and showed me love when I needed it most, were there for me constantly through all the thick of it and still are. like those calls every day just to chat about what the fuck ever, those random “i’m thinking of you’s” and “let’s hangs” mean so much to me in my isolated world of working from home and just being a general homebody type. let me just promise to all of you once i’m out of this present messiness, that I’ll be back on track. i’ve hated being that girl, i’ve heard myself, and i’ve hated it. so while I’ve been kind of MIA morphing into something i haven’t been proud of, thank you to every single friend who’s reminded me there was still something here worthy of your time and your energy and your attention.

*now, much less saving me, I get to start showing up for you guys better too. 

i’ve explained this to close friends before who have experienced it with me - psychedelics are one of my favorite ways to get a grip on my life. of course, i understand their role in fun experiences too, but i’ve always valued it first and foremost as a powerful mind-opening tool. (so naturally, i adore michael pollan’s latest book “how to change your mind”.) when i’m feeling overwhelmed or at a crossroads or muddled, i’ve found it to be the most affective way for me to tune into myself, see things with a fresh perspective, and commit to the choices i need to. 

so having been on a fucking ride with these breakup emotions, knee deep in self-pity, not knowing what to make of the past year, past month, past week, & where i’m at... i was like, 

why the fuck not?

just what i needed on a night to myself to give my soul a fucking cleanse. it’s a convenient weekend to have the house all to myself. read: a good place to be singing at the top of my lungs haha and doing whatever the fuck my single ass wishes all night. somehow along the way, i managed to cook up a pretty A+ tikka masala sauce and prepped a brussel sprouts salad for a dinner with friends tomorrow night, don’t ask me how. i’ve had a spiritual fucking connection to every single song on this Adele 25 album, obviously. idk why it hadn’t occurred to me until doing this that i’m now 25 listening to this album :) so all of this is to say:

Thank you, Adele.

for being a girl i can identify with who marks progress with age, unabashedly tunes into her emotions, and provides breakup comfort like no other. even though i refused to listen to this album until like a year ago

(also can we just take a moment to appreciate that Adele posted this on her own IG profile)

Thanks to those who aren’t necessarily at the frontlines of my life, but have a place in my heart, whether you know it or not, and bring forth some amazing shit or tune in at the right times.

Thank you, most sincerely, to each and every one of my friends that I won’t name here. 

Close and far, you’re the ones pulling me out of a drudge of a year where I lost myself and you’re reminding me what I love to do and who I am and it feels good to get a footing again. 

~ ciao, finally @ 1:43am.

p.s. below is THE picture of what i’ve been like for the last couple weeks ~ can always count on a new girl reference to have my back heheh

*we can also mark this as the night where i FINALLY get over my weird thing about not liking “Hello.” That shit’s a fucking masterpiece who was i to say anything otherwise hahaha

[bloodstained-porcelain-doll]

Sugar and Spice, ch 2

Summary: Your sugar daddy, Richard Speight Jr, takes you to a Louden Swain concert as your first date. Word count: 2096 Warnings: OOC!Rob Benedict, suggestive content A/N: Keep in mind (I forgot to mention this in chapter one) that this is an AU, where Rich is single and was never married to Jaci, and does not have children. Also, you’re 26 in this series.

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Chapter two: the concert

Your heart was beating like crazy in your chest when you were slipping into your little black dress. You paired it with some high heeled lace sandals, well aware that no one else would look so fancy, but you figured that hey… he wanted something to show off, and he was gonna get it. You did your hair and makeup, sprayed some of you favourite perfume on, then waited for Richard to pick you up.

When you heard a car outside, you slipped into your jacket, got your purse and left your flat. Richard stood outside his car waiting for you. His face actually lit up when he saw you, which you found adorable. He was wearing a dark blue button up shirt and… fuck me, a brown leather jacket. You would have dropped your panties on the spot if he told you to. You walked up to him and smiled.

“Evening,” you said and smiled. “Wow,” was his response as he eyes you up and down, his pupils dilated as he took in the sight of you. You spun around once playfully and grinned. “Like what you see?” “Love what I see, holy crap, I don’t know if we’re gonna make it to the concert. I don’t think I- wow. Sweetheart, just wow. You look stunning,” he breathed and rubbed his face with his hand.

 You giggled a little and looked at him. “Thank you. You don’t look half bad yourself. With the beard, hair and jacket you almost look like a modern day Jesus,” you said and reached out to touch his arm. “And that’s a good thing?” he asked and narrowed his eyes a little, but a playful smile was tugging at his lips. “It’s a very good thing.” “Why thank you, sweet lady. Let’s go, shall we?” You nodded, and he opened the car door for you.

 “Such a gentleman!” you exclaimed when you sat down. “Of course,” he said before he closed your door and got around and into the driver’s seat. When he started the car you kept going. “I’m not used to… gentlemen,” you said, and Rich raised an eyebrow at you. “Guys my age, they’re not much for the whole gentleman thing. They think it’s romantic to ask ‘netflix and chill?’ or ‘can I see your tits?’,” you said with a small laugh, which he returned.

 “I think you’ll find that neither me or any of my friends are like that.” “And that’s why I like older men.” “Ha!” Richard exclaimed and grinned. “You do?” he then asked and looked over to you. “Yeah. Like I said, younger guys tend to be douchey, whereas older men… better behaved, more like gentleman, and also more attractive.” Richard chuckled bitterly at the last statement. “Attractive, huh?” “Yeah,” you said. For a few seconds, the two of you just looked at each other, before Richard looked back to the road.

 “So, did you check out the band?” he asked after a while. “I did! I really liked them, so I’m excited to see them,” you said with a smile. “Good! Any favourite songs?” “Oh, I loved Be Me, January, Lucky and Trigger Finger.” Richard grinned. “What?” you asked.

“Trigger Finger, it’s written about me.” “What, really?” “Yeah. I’m scared of flying, well, I used to be. So Robbie wrote a song about it,” Richard went on. “Aww, that’s so sweet. So I guess you two are good friends?” I know you’re besties, but… “Oh yeah. Rob’s my best friend, he’s fantastic.” You smiled when he talked about Rob, and listened when he told you a few crazy stories.

 “...so that’s how we ended up with the police in our hotel room,” he finished the story about how Rob accidentally called 911. You were laughing, and almost had tears in your eyes. You exhaled and wiped your eyes, making sure your mascara hadn’t smudged. “Oh god… poor Rob, he must have been mortified,” you said, and Rich just nodded. “I thought it was hilarious,” he replied with a grin. 

The car ride to the concert took about 25 minutes. Rich opened your door for you again, and you couldn't help smiling at his manners. You fixed your dress and looked up at him. “You ready?” he asked with a smile. “Absolutely, let's go.”

 You could already hear music when you entered the bar. The band must be warming up. Rehearsing. When you were inside, Rob Benedict noticed Rich, and smiled and waved. “Hey!” he shouted and motioned for him to come closer. Rich took your hand and you followed him up to the stage, which Rob jumped off of.

 “Hey Bobbo!” Rich exclaimed and they hugged. When they pulled back, Rob looked at you. “Who is this?” he asked with a wide smile and offered you his hand. “I'm Y/N,” you said and shook it. “I told you I'd bring a date!” Rich exclaimed. “You didn't say she'd be young and hot,” Rob joked, then turned to you. “Sorry, that probably sounded disrespectful.” “That's quite alright.” “I reckon it's still more respectful than guys her age,” Rich said and nudged your side. You chuckled and nodded. “Really? How come?” Rob asked and crossed his arms. “Their idea of romance is a text saying ‘tits?’”

Rob laughed at your statement and Richard put an arm around your shoulders. “So, how’d you two meet?” Rob asked. “At a coffee shop. She forgot her wallet so I paid for her,” Rich lied, and you nodded. “Then we got talking, and I really liked him, and now we're here!” you continued. “Wow, what a meet cute! Alright, I gotta get back, see ya later!” Rob said and bounced back onstage.

 “He's cute,” you said and chuckled. “Energetic.” “Oh yeah. Come on, let's get a beer,” he suggested and moved his arms from your shoulders to around your waist. You followed him to the bar. “Do you even like beer? Or do you want something else? Feel free to get whatever you want, on me.” “I could get used to this,” you said with a grin and ordered an Irish coffee, while Rich got a beer. You sat down by one of the round tables, and Rich sat next to you. 

After a while, Rob came back to the two of you with a beer of his own in his hand. He was slightly sweaty already, so his face was shining. “Hey Richie, can I talk to you for a sec?” he asked. “Uh, sure! Y/N, I'll be right back,” Richard said and kissed your cheek.

 Rob pulled him away to where they wouldn't be heard. “Rich! Are you having a midlife crisis!?” he burst out in a loud but hushed voice. “What? No!” “Then what are you doing with that little trophy? How old is she, twenty one?” “Twenty six.” “Still twenty years younger than you! What the hell, Rich?”

 Rob rubbed his face and Rich ran his hand through his hair. “I'm not having a midlife crisis. Just cause I'm dating someone ‘young and hot’ doesn't mean I'm in a crisis.” “But it's weird, Rich! She’s… tell me you didn't get a sugar baby. That conversation was a drunk convo and nothing serious!” “No, she's not a- no! Come on, Rob, give her a chance,” he insisted, and Rob sighed. “Yeah, alright, fine.” 

Rob returned to the stage, and now people were starting to arrive. Rich came back and sat down on the stool next to you again. A while later, the bar was almost full, and the band started playing. You and Rich got up and stood at the outer corner of the crowd. A few people dared come up and say hi to Richard, and then you just stood and pretended to be one in the crowd. The last thing you wanted - and figured last thing he wanted too - was a fan scandal where they went nuts about a young new girlfriend.

 When the band played January, you sang out loud and Richard smiled happily as he watched you. When they played She waits, he leaned in and told you the story behind the song.

“That’s terrible,” you said back in his ear, to which he nodded. When they played Be Me, you swayed slightly and sang along. When they played Trigger Finger, you smiled knowingly at Richard who grinned back and he sang as well. Eventually, Rich wrapped an arm around your waist and held you close to him, and you almost thought you felt him smell you. You couldn’t help the tingle that ran through your body. His hand on your waist was warm, and sometimes he stroked it with his fingers, and you smiled each time.

When the show was over, most people left, but some stayed around in the hopes of meeting to Rob and Rich. “Should I go for a while while you talk to fans?” you asked carefully. “No,” Rich said and tightened his arm around your waist a little. “Let them be jealous,” he continued with a grin. “I just thought, fans can be intense if they see their idols with a girl.” “Yeah, I know. But they’ll have to deal with it. I’m not paying your rent so you’ll hide.” He smiled at you and rubbed your back. The two of you went to the bar and got another drink, then it started. The fans that stuck around noticed Richard and approached him. The ones that asked, he introduced you as his girlfriend, and you smiled and chatted a little with the fans. You figured that if you were nice, the backlash might be smaller. Most of them actually seemed to like you, even though they were - obviously - more interested in Richard.

 After a while it took off, and the fans left, and eventually Rob came out to you and Rich. By that time, Richard had finished two beers, and his hand was around your waist again, but now it slipped down to your hip, and to your thigh, where he stroked it softly. Rob arrived and sat down across from the two of you.

“So, Y/N, tell me about yourself,” Rob said. “What's to tell, I'm not that interesting,” you chuckled. “Well, what do you do, for example?”

 Richard gave him a glare, but you didn't notice. “Well, I'm unemployed right now. But job hunting.” “Oh, oh alright! Well, what do you want to do then?” “Right now I’m looking for café and barista jobs. I have a barista education, so.” “Really? And you can’t get a barista job?” “No. I know, it’s weird.” 

You and Rich hung out with Rob for an hour or so before you left, and Rob seemed suspicious of you the whole time. When you were in the car with Rich, you turned to him. “I don’t think Rob liked me much,” you said, causing Rich to turn his eyes to you. “What?” he asked, slightly perplexed. “He didn’t seem to like me.” “Oh, no, he’s just… he thinks I’m having a midlife crisis,” he explained and gave you a pitiful smile. “Oh… alright. Awkward.”

 Richard turned the radio on. “He called you a trophy,” he said a while later. You couldn’t help but chuckle. “Well at least I can take that as a compliment!” You smiled and rubbed your arms. Bob Seger’s night moves played. 

Workin' on mysteries without any clues Workin' on our night moves Tryin' to make some front page drive-in news Workin' on our night moves In the summertime In the sweet summertime

Rich pulled up to your driveway and stopped the car. “I really enjoyed tonight,” he said and put one hand on your leg, squeezing it softly. 

And we'd steal away every chance we could To the backroom, to the alley or the trusty woods I used her, she used me But neither one cared We were gettin' our share Workin' on our night moves

“Me too. So, do you want to see me again?” you asked carefully. Richard looked at you as if you had asked him to become a stripper. “Of course I do!” he burst out. “Good.” 

And oh the wonder We felt the lightning And we waited on the thunder Waited on the thunder 

His hand on your leg climbed a little higher, but still carefully, and you bit your lip and looked at him. “Come inside with me.”

Ain't it funny how the night moves When you just don't seem to have as much to lose Strange how the night moves With autumn closing in

Tagging: @lucifer-in-leather​ @castielspahdehrah​ @pepperwoodatnight​ @becaamm​ @mariairwin666 @sama1314​  @fuckyeahfeysand​ @wayward-mirage​

Sugar and Spice tags: @lucifersxvessel​ @with-eyes-turned-skywards @meganwinchester1999 @jannalionheart @kinkystevesgirl @magpiegirl80 @catlady25me @lamthetwickster @bellastellaluna @melodyhiddleston @izzyweisz @calicat79​ @amyapathetic​

[sky-bluepinksunset]

NSFW asks ya dirty

U live to embarrass me w these 🙄🙄❤️❤️❤️❤️ 1. Are looks important in a relationship? Yeah! There has to be physical attraction on both ends in my experience. 2. Are relationships ever worth it? Definitely 3. Are you a virgin? Nope 4. Are you in a relationship? Nope 5. Are you in love? What is Love 6. Are you single this year? Since June 7. Can you commit to one person? Yeah! 8. Describe your crush Extremely intelligent and funny, has a distracting smile and would do anything to make sure others are okay. Brutally honest, but with a positive outlook on things. Has a unique point of view on things I’ve never seen before, never fails to surprise me. 9. Describe your perfect mate Not sure how you’d know, but someone who’s just gets it. 10. Do you believe in love at first sight? I believe in connections 11. Do you ever want to get married? Yeah!! 12. Do you forgive betrayal? Not really lmao 13. Do you get jealous easily? Sort of14. Do you have a crush on anyone? Sure 15. Do you have any piercings? Just my ears 16. Do you have any tattoos? Nope 17. Do you like kissing in public? It depends! I’m weird about pda, it just depends how people around are acting. 20. Do you shower every day? Yes 21. Do you think someone has feelings for you? Yeah 22. Do you think someone is thinking about you right now? Prob not 23. Do you think you can last in a relationship for 6 months and not cheat? Yeah??? Kind of shitty if you can’t bro 24. Do you think you’ll be married in 5 years? Maybe! 25. Do you want to be in a relationship this year? Yep 26. Has anyone told you they don’t want to ever lose you? Yeah many times 27. Has someone ever written a song or poem for you? Yes28. Have you ever been cheated on? Yeah lmao 29. Have you ever cheated on someone? Nope 30. Have you ever considered plastic surgery? If so, what would you change about your body? Nah I wouldn’t do it 31. Have you ever cried over a guy/girl? Of course 32. Have you ever experienced unrequited love? Yeah, was just at the end of the relationship 33. Have you ever had sex with a man? Yeah 34. Have you ever had sex with a woman? Yeah 35. Have you ever kissed someone older than you? Yes 36. Have you ever liked one of your best friends? Sure37. Have you ever liked someone who your friends hated? Yeah lmao and your friends know better almost always 38. Have you ever liked someone you didn’t expect to? Yep 39. Have you ever wanted someone you couldn’t have? Yep40. Have you ever written a song or poem for someone? Yeah lol 41. Have you had sex so far this year? Yes 42. How long can you just kiss until your hands start to wander? Uhhhh not long 43. How long was your longest relationship? Two and a half years 44. How many boyfriends/girlfriends have you had? Four 45. How many people did you kiss in 2012/2013? None I was 12-13 46. How many times did you have sex last year? A lot! No idea the actual name never lmao 47. How old are you? 1748. If the person you like says they like someone else, what would you say? Go for it!! 49. If you have a boyfriend/girlfriend, what is your favorite thing about him/her? 50. If your first true love knocked on your door with apology and presents, would you accept? Not sure an apology would be due for it though 51. Is there a boy/girl who you would do absolutely everything for? I guess 52. Is there anyone you’ve given up on? Why? You can’t change people’s motives or how they’re going to treat others if they’re not willing to listen 53. Is there someone mad because you’re dating/talking to the person you are? I hope not?? 54. Is there someone you will never forget? Lots of people! 55. Share a relationship story. Mmm Cora and I would dress up as smth cute for Halloween, like Wall-E and Eve last year, and that’s one positive I can take out of that lol 56. State 8 facts about your body Need to lose weight I have super soft hairGray/blue eyes All of my features are long (legs, torso, hands, arms) 57. Things you want to say to an ex Yeah, stop being manipulative to everyone?? Just chill and don’t run over your boyfriend, don’t scream at him about wanting attention before you’re dating (your friends talk about you constantly it’s annoying) and just let it flow. Keep your hands to yourself, and let yourself be happy. 58. What are five ways to win your heart? Clear intentions Not overbearing Same interests Music Just v cute 59. What do you look like? (Post a picture!)60. What is the biggest age difference between you and any of your partners? 3 years 61. What is the first thing you notice in someone? Hair and eyes usually62. What is the sexiest thing someone could ever do for/to you? can I be edgy and say validation 63. What is your definition of “having sex”? ??? I guess w orgasms 64. What is your definition of cheating? If your intentions are to be with the other person, whether it’s purposeful flirting or action, that’s cheating. 65. What is your favourite foreplay routine? Y’all out here doing this to me Guess just feeling frustrated all day but being out or smth 66. What is your favourite roleplay? 👽👽👽67. What is your idea of the perfect date? Outside!! Doesn’t really matter where, but outside with something and someone beautiful 68. What is your sexual orientation? Bi 69. What turns you off? Mmm opinions, which sounds so superficial, but I can’t deal with ideals that don’t match up. Being rude or unpleasant, not listening 70. What turns you on? Intense looks, a connection ig, smiles, jawlines and collarbones are attractive?? Dk I’m bad at this 71. What was your kinkiest wet dream? Raised by Jesus I’m not gonna type it out 72. What words do you like to hear during sex? My name, begging ig?? 73. What’s something sweet you’d like someone to do for you? Yk when you mention something, but someone brings it up later and you’ve completely forgotten about it, but it just shows that they listen?? Smth like that 74. What’s the most superficial characteristic you look for? Just being stunning honestly 75. What’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever done for you? Taken extra steps to find me and make sure I was okay 76. What’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever done for someone? Promise ring I guess 77. What’s your opinion on age differences in relationships? As long as it isn’t extreme!! The older you are, the bigger the age gaps could be. Don’t take advantage of a child lmao 78. What’s your dirtiest secret? You thought 79. When was the last time you felt jealous? Why? No idea, was probably just being petty 80. When was the last time you told someone you loved them? Yesterday probably, I say it quite a lot 81. Who are five people you find attractive? Uh Evelyne Brochu Ed Sheeran All of starfleet??? It’s a problem Kala off of Sense8 Harry Styles and I’m not ashamed bye 82. Who is the last person you hugged? Think it was Matt 83. Who was your first kiss with? You haha 84. Why did your last relationship fail? People are BITCHES Jk it just wasn’t right, along w a lot of issues on both parts 85. Would you ever date someone off of the Internet? I have I have You’re blessed

[keunakool]

Get to Know Me Tag!

Rules: Answer these 92 statements and tag 20 people.  tagged by @the-mockingbird-flies !! thank you, thank you! i miss you so much :cc i hope kcon is going to be awesome for you!! 

THE LAST:

1. Drink: Sweet tea 2. Phone call: I think it was my Pappaw? 3. Text message: to my friend spence!! 4. Song you listened to: into the Void - Vixx 5. Time you cried: Today because I got overwhelmed by my summer work and like some other stupid things hnng

HAVE YOU: 6. Dated someone twice: Nah. 7. Kissed someone and regretted it: Nah. 8. Been cheated on: No. 9. Lost someone special: uuuuh,,, not really. one of my favorite friends on here ended up deactivating tho and i don’t know where to find her :cc 10. Been depressed: nah. i’ve had like intense mood drops, but it’s never been as serious as depression. 11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: nah. i don’t really like drinking or being around it.

LIST 3 FAVORITE COLORS: 12-14: Black, pink, blue!

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU: 15. Made new friends: Plenty!! 16. Fallen out of love: Never been in ufufu  17. Laughed until you cried: more often than not ;; 18. Found out someone was talking about you: hmmm,, i think so? it doesn’t happen often though. at least i hope not aghh 19. Met someone who changed you: i don’t think so! 20. Found out who your friends are: ooooooh you bet your ass lmfao may reconsider some yikes 21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list: uhh technically yeah ig

GENERAL: 22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: um,, hnng i have a rp blog so only like 7-8?  23. Do you have any pets: 3 cats, 1 dog, and a turtle :o 24. Do you want to change your name: not particularly. i kinda like my name even though no one spells it right 25. What did you do for your last Birthday: probably nothing tbh? like i don’t really celebrate my birthday. i go eat dinner, get money as a gift, and then go home. 26. What time did you wake up: uuuuuh sometime around 3 pm 27. What were you doing at midnight last night: playing arms!! anyone else a min min main? 28. Name something you can’t wait for: getting my summer work done that’s for sure!! hmm also miitopia! i’ve been excited since the demo dropped

29. When was the last time you saw your mom: uuh just a little bit ago. she came in and took some watermelon out of the kitchen

30. What is one thing you wish you could change in your life: literally every time i fuck up and say something to someone that i didn’t mean at all hnng i do it a lot and then have to pretend i never said it in hopes they forget too 31. What are you listening right now: b-day - ikon 32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom:  my great uncle’s name was tom! 33. Something that is getting on your nerves: my summer work and like some other things  34. Most visited Website: youtube and instagram probably. i come on tumblr a lot but im more likely to look through the other two  

LOST QUESTIONS. I JUST PUT IN RANDOM INFO ABOUT ME 35. Mole/s: i have one on my neck and i hate it tbh i rlly want it removed. i also have on my left titty hnng 36. Mark/s: ACNE SCARS GALORE BOIIS. i also have a deep scar on my knee and a long scar on my arm 37. Childhood dream: i wanted to be a photographer and go to london and take pictures with the boy who i thought i was going to marry at the time omfg

38. Haircolor: light brown

39. Long or short hair: short 40. Do you have a crush on someone: hNNG YES aND it;S MEsSING ME UP EVERY DAY BOI HAS BEEN WILDIN’ LATELY IT’S DRIVIN’ ME NUTS

41. What do you like about yourself: i think i’m funny!! and i’m really good at making friends!! 42. Piercings: ears and my nose 43. Bloodtype: B negative i think? 44. Nickname: ash, fish, lyn, uuuh i think that’s it :o @the-mockingbird-flies called me baby for a while 45. Relationship status: single single but ... im workin’ on it 46. Zodiac: scorpio 47. Pronouns: She/Her 48. Favorite TV Show: Voltron, Death Note, and Weeds! 49. Tattoos: none :cc i’m hoping to get one on my finger eventually 50. Right or left hand: Right 51. Surgery: never had any! 52. Hair dyed in different color: um like all the time. i’ve had black hair, blonde, purple, red... i think blue for awhile? 53. Sport: //VOMITS 55. Vacation: Japan!! but i also want to go back to NYC 56. Pair of trainers: trainers are sneakers right,,, if so, then one

MORE GENERAL: 57. Eating: uh nothing rn 58. Drinking: nooothing 59. I’m about to: do my ap summer work even though ive been working on it since 4 and it’s midnight now 61. Waiting for: sleep tbh but also blackpink’s comeback 62. Want: uuuuuuuh to go off but if i do i’ll regret it so im,,, sitting in anger as ya girl does 63. Get married: yES PLEASE UGH I LOVE LOVE I WANT SOMEONE TO LOVE ME ENOUGH TO ACTUALLY WANT TO LOOK AT ME EVERY DAY 64. Career: im...hoping to have one of those

WHICH IS BETTER 65. Hugs or kisses: Hugs!! I feel less awkward and it just feels better anyways 66. Lips or eyes: hmmm,,, i was going to say lips but i rlly do like different eye colors and shapes. like i love bright blues ok 67. Shorter or taller: TALLER 68. Older or younger: i prefer someone older ngl 70. Nice arms or nice stomach: hmm tummy doesn’t bother me but i do love like a rlly good pair of arms (tho tbh im actually a leg girl) 71. Sensitive or loud: hmmm sensitive?

72. Hook up or relationship: relationship

73. Troublemaker or hesitant: hesitant. i don’t have the patience nor the mind to deal with anybody that’s w1ld

HAVE YOU EVER: 74. Kissed a stranger: No 75. Drank hard liquor: Nope and I don’t plan to 76. Lost glasses/contact lenses: i don’t believe so! 77. Turned someone down: you mean like all the time? 78. Sex on the first date: nah 79. Broken someone’s heart: uuuh possibly yeah 80. Had your heart broken: lol nah 81. Been arrested: nope! 82. Cried when someone died: i cried when my guinea pig died 83. Fallen for a friend: uuuuuh yeeee 

DO YOU BELIEVE IN: 84. Yourself: m...maybe?? 85. Miracles: yeah 86. Love at first sight: nah. you have to work on that shit. 87. Santa Claus: u mean papi 88. Kiss in the first date: depends on the atmosphere and comfort level 89. Angels: nah

OTHER: 90. Current best friends name: @the-mockingbird-flies ♥♥♥ || @the-lonely-flute ♥♥♥ || @knkruinedmylife ♥♥♥ || @batl7 ♥♥♥ || @plsinx ♥♥♥ 91. Eyecolor: blue! 92. Favorite movie: Spirited Away

uuuh ill tag the best friends who haven’t done it bc im lazy

[myriadimagines]

Preference: Skins (First Generation)

How You Meet

Characters: Anwar Kharral, Cassie Ainsworth, Chris Miles, Effy Stonem, Jal Fazer, Maxxie Oliver, Michelle Richardson, Sid Jenkins, Tony Stonem

Warnings: smoking, alcohol consumption, swearing and mentions of drugs

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Anwar Kharral

You pulled your hoodie sleeves over your hands as you took a drag at your cigarette. The sun was just beginning to rise, and the air was still quite cold. You huddled on the front porch, listening to the birds beginning to chirp. 

You were at someone’s house and were the only one awake. There was some crazy party last night, and quite frankly, you didn’t remember much of it. One thing was for sure: everyone was completely smashed.

The sound of the back door opening and footsteps made you turn around. You watched as a figure pulled out a mat and kneeled down on it. Laughing to yourself, you walked over.

“You’re joking, right?” you leaned against the wall as you blew out a puff of smoke, and the guy looked over his shoulder to look at you. You recognized his face immediately, and laughed even harder. “You drank the most out of all of us! Are you gonna pray the alcohol away?”

“Maybe.” he responded, looking you up and down. Raising an eyebrow, you dropped the cigarette on the floor and stepped on it.

“You checking me out?” you asked, and the boy quickly turned around. Laughing, you sat down on the steps. “No need to be shy about it.”

“Do you mind? I really need to just get this out of the way.” he responded, not turning around. Smirking, you looked around you.

“What was your name again? Annie?”

“Anwar!” he exclaimed, turning around again. As you laughed, he sighed and finally looked up at the sky. “Fuck it. An attractive person is talking to me, God can wait.”

“That’s the spirit.” you joked as Anwar turned around to fully face you. “And this attractive person has a name, thank you very much. I’m y/n.”

Cassie Ainsworth

You had been watching the blonde girl sitting alone in the diner you worked at for a while now. She had not ordered anything since she had entered, and was instead playing with the salt shakers. Biting your lip together, you adjusted your shirt and grabbed a your notepad before walking over.

“Miss?” you walked up to her table, and she looked up at you with wide eyes. “Would you like to order anything?” 

“Oh wow, look at all this food!” she exclaimed, and your mouth twitched into a grin. You couldn’t exactly pinpoint what exactly about her airy voice you liked, but you could listen to her voice all day. “How can I choose?”

“Want me to recommend something for you?” you offered, and for some reason she looked taken aback. You pointed at a milkshake on the menu and grinned at her. “That’s my favorite.”

“Wow, lovely.” she grinned widely. “A milkshake, wow.” 

“I’ll whip it up for you now, then.” you nodded at her, and turned back to the kitchen. As you got together the ingredients, you snuck a peek at the blonde girl. She gazed out the window, smiling and waving at people passing by. Smiling to yourself, you poured the milkshake into a glass and walked back to her. 

“Sweet.” she commented, slowly spinning the glass around. “Thank you so much. This is so cool.”

“No problem.” you smiled, waiting expectantly for her to try it. She paused, looking at you a little uncertainly. You gave her a sheepish grin, and took a step back. “Sorry, I’ll leave you alone now.”

“Wait, I’m Cassie.” she suddenly stuck her hand out to you. Smiling, you shook it. 

“I’m y/n.” you stuck your other hand in your pocket. 

“y/n, wow. What a cool name.” she looked up at you dreamily, and you looked over your shoulder to see if your boss was watching before sitting opposite her. 

“I think Cassie is a cool name too. And I’d love to know more about you.” 

Chris Miles

“Um... excuse me?”

You awkwardly reached out and tapped the shoulder of the body that had passed out on your lawn. If your parents weren’t out of town, they probably would’ve called the cops. Luckily for the young man, you decided to try and wake him up before calling for help.

“Oi, wake up.” you shoved him a little harder, and he groaned. Sighing, you finally reached over and slapped him across the face.

“Fuck!” he suddenly cried out, jerking away from you. You pressed your lips together to hold back your laughter. Tilting your head, you raised your eyebrows. 

“What’s your name?” you asked. 

“Chris.” he mumbled, burying his face back into the grass. Rolling your eyes, you rolled Chris over onto his back and loomed over him.

“Well, Chris, do you realize you’re on my lawn?” you asked, and Chris gave you a lazy smile. He lifted his head slightly and looked around, before laying down again.

“I am? Weird. Wait, what the fuck happened last night?” he squinted in the sunlight, grinning mischievously at you. 

“Fuck if I know.” you shrugged, readjusting yourself to sit down crosslegged. “I just got up this morning and saw you lying here, and went to check if you were alive.”

“Nice of you.” Chris joked, and you finally laughed. Chris smiled to himself proudly, finally propping himself up on his elbows. “Who are you?”

“y/n.” you reached out your hand, and Chris enthusiastically shook it. “Do you need some water? Maybe something to cure your hangover?” 

“That would be great, y/n.” Chris struggled to stand up, and you laughed again as you reached over to help him. Slinging his arm over your shoulders, the two of you began to walk towards your house. 

Effy Stonem

“This place is awesome!” your friend yelled into your ear as he jumped up and down to the music. You gave him a tight smile back, not really hearing him over the cheering and blaring music. He began dancing more wildly, allowing more and more people to come between the two of you. The next thing you knew, you had lost your friend, and were standing alone in the middle of the dance floor.

Pushing people aside, you made your way to the edge of the room. You leaned back against the wall, folding your arms across your chest. You never really liked clubs, but your friends kept dragging you out anyway. 

“Not having fun?” a voice suddenly spoke next to you and you flinched in surprise. You came face to face with a young girl with wild hair and bright blue eyes which seemed to glow in the dark. She gave you a smile, a sort of mysterious, somewhat sinister smile, and you pressed your lips together.

“No, not really.” you grunted. “Don’t really enjoy going to clubs.”

“Try this.” she held out her hand and offered a small white pill to you. Frowning, you shook your head and she scoffed. 

“I don’t need drugs to have fun.” you retorted, and she smirked. 

“Come on then, you wanker.” she tugged at your arm. “Show me how to have fun then.” 

“Effy!” a girl suddenly yelled, materialising from the crowd. “What are ya doing here? Come back here and dance with us!”

“Be there in a minute!” she called back, before turning back to you and grinning.

“Effy, huh?” you asked, and she tilted her head. “I like it. It suits you.”

“Just like y/n suits you.” she responded without missing a beat, and your eyes widened.

“Wait, how did you know my name?” you stopped abruptly in place, and she shrugged.

“I have my ways.” she responded vaguely. “Now, let’s dance.” 

Jal Fazer

You closed your eyes and tried to play your instrument slower, but groaned in frustration when it didn’t work. You had a recital coming up with a difficult piece to perform, but no matter how many times you practiced, you couldn’t seem to get it right. 

Readjusting your seat, you tapped your fingers on the desk and flipped through the music scores. Your music teacher was supposed to be here 10 minutes ago, but he was late, as usual. Leaning back in your chair, you pressed your lips together and wondered how you would be able to perform.

You were so deep in concentration you barely heard the door open and someone walk into the room. A girl sat opposite you, carrying a case which contained what you guessed to be a clarinet or a flute. She avoided eye contact and fiddled with the edge of her skirt. 

Gesturing to her case, she looked up at you and you gave her a tired smile.

“Flute or clarinet?” you asked.

“Clarinet.” she confirmed, and you nodded in approval. 

“You been playing for a long time?” you continued asking, and she nodded. 

“How about you?” she gestured to your instrument, and you shrugged.

“A couple years, I guess.” you ran your hands through your hair. “I feel like I’ve hit a roadblock though, I can’t seem to crack this piece.” 

You handed the music scores to her and she flipped through them, examining them. The door suddenly opened and your music teacher appeared, and you collected your things. She handed the scores back to you, and you smiled at her.

“I’m y/n, by the way.” you said. “I’d love to hear you play sometime.”

“Jal. And I’d like to hear you play, too. When are you performing this?” 

Maxxie Oliver

Almost out of breath, you sprinted up the stairs up to the dance studio. It was early morning; the sun had barely risen over the houses. The staircase was dimly lit, and you almost tripped over a few times. Huffing, you readjusted the bag strap over your shoulder and finally made it the the room of the dance studio. 

Digging into your hoodie pocket, you pulled out a paperclip when you realized you heard music coming out of the room. It was very faint, but you could hear it over the sound of your heavy breathing. You placed your hand on the doorknob and turned it, and it opened, to your surprise. This early in the morning, the studio was usually locked, and you had to pick the lock to open it. As you slowly opened the door, you heard footsteps scrambling and the music stopping abruptly. 

“Hello?” you heard a voice call out uncertainly. You peered around the door to see a young man with shaggy blonde hair staring back at you. He wore ripped jeans which hung onto his hips and a baggy shirt. Stuffing his hands in his pockets, he looked you up and down. Defensively, you crossed your arms.

“What are you doing here? The place is closed.” you snapped, and he gave you a small smile.

“I don’t think you run this place, so I could ask you the same.” he raised an eyebrow at you, and you flushed slightly. 

“Alright, you got me.” you strolled deeper into the room, raising your hands above your head. The young man laughed, and you relaxed. “I come here early in the morning to practice my dancing. My dad doesn’t approve of me coming here, so I wake up really early to come here and dance so he doesn’t know.”

“Dedication, I like it.” he nodded approvingly, and you laughed. He raised his arms out to you and grinned. “Well go on, show us a move.” 

“Alright, prepare to be amazed.” you teased, tossing your bag to the side. Bowing dramatically, you paused before you started dancing. “I’m y/n, by the way.”

“Maxxie. Now let’s see what you got.” 

Michelle Richardson

You hiccuped as you stumbled out onto the street, still holding onto your drink. It was relatively quiet outside, the music from the club pulsing behind you. You took a deep breath in, relishing the cool air, before turning to go back in. Your hand had just pushed the door open when you heard sniffling.

“Who’s crying out here?” you wondered aloud, stepping closer to the sounds. Leaned up against the wall you could make out a figure hugging her knees to her chest. You pressed your lips together, unsure of what to do, before going up to her and sitting down. The girl looked at you, tucking her curly brown hair behind her ear. Offering your drink to her, she shook her head. You nudged her again, and she groaned.

“Fuck it.” she took the drink from you and took a swig, cringing slightly as the alcohol hit her tongue. You reached into your pocket and pulled out a cigarette, lighting it up. You sat in silence for a bit, before offering the cigarette to her.

“y/n.” you said, as you exchanged the drink and the cigarette. “Wanna tell me why you’re crying?”

“My boyfriend’s a fucking cunt.” she spluttered, beginning to cry again. Smirking, you finished off the drink and leaned your head back against the wall.

“Break up with him, then.” you said, and she looked at you in shock. You turned your head and raised an eyebrow at her. “If he’s a cunt, why are you still with him?”

“I-” she started to say, when you suddenly heard the door open again. A young man stepped out and looked both sides of the street, unable to see the two of you sitting in the darkness.

“Nips?” he called out, and the girl next to her held her breath. “Come on, Michelle. Where are you?” 

You turned back to her and offered her your hand. She looked at you uncertainly, and you reached over and grabbed her hand. 

“Let’s get out of here before he sees you, Michelle.” you whispered, pulling her to her feet. Managing a smile, the two of you sprinted down the street. 

Sid Jenkins

“I fucking hate this coursework.” Sid mumbled as he hunched over the desk. While the others were all out doing god knows what, he was stuck in school, forced to finish his work. 

Sid groaned and leaned back in his chair and looked out the window, cracking his knuckles. He pulled his hat a little further down his face and folded his arms. He was about to mumble something to himself again when the door opened. 

Scrambling to get his papers together and make it look like he was working, Sid looked up and made eye contact with you. Your eyes widened, not expecting anyone to be in the room, and began to back out.

“Shit, sorry, I thought the room was empty.” you quickly stammered.

“Well, it practically is, since I’m a nobody.” Sid responded, and you couldn’t help but laugh. Sid smiled to himself, proud that he made you laugh, and you stepped deeper into the room.

You and Sid had some classes in common, but never really talked. All Sid knew about you was that you were pretty good looking, but he doubted you would ever notice a loser like him. 

“What are you working on?” you asked, gesturing to the papers on the desk. You were holding a book and had two other books tucked under your other arm, which you placed on the desk as you stood next to Sid.

“Fucking coursework.” Sid sighed, looking up at you. “I can’t understand it.”

“Want some help?” you offered, already pulling up a chair to sit next to him.

“Shit, really? That- that would be awesome.” he stammered, managing to smile at you. You smiled widely back.

“No problem. y/n, by the way.” you added.

“Yeah, I’m Sid. I know who you are already.” Sid blurted, immediately regretting it the moment he said you. You paused for a moment, before laughing good-naturedly. 

“Not creepy at all.” you laughed, before beginning to read Sid’s work, unaware of Sid gazing at you.

Tony Stonem

Tony scanned the grass as more and more students began to fill the lawn. He wasn’t really listening to whatever Sid was babbling on about. It was the first day of college, and needless to say, Tony wasn’t exactly thrilled. 

He suddenly heard loud laughter coming from his right. Turning around, he caught sight of you laughing with your friend. You were standing under the tree, enjoying the shade. He smiled to himself as he noted how attractive you were, and how your smile seemed to light up your whole face. 

From where you were sitting, your friend caught sight of Tony staring at you. Grinning mischievously, they reached over to nudge you. 

“I think that guy is checking you out, y/n.” they grinned, wiggling their eyebrows as they jerked their chin in Tony’s direction.

“Yeah, right!” you laughed, turning around to check. You made eye contact with Tony, and immediately blushed when you realized how good looking he was. As if he could read your thoughts, he smirked and raised his hand in a wave. You grabbed your friend’s arm in panic, your eyes widening. “Oh god, he’s fucking waving at me!” [x]

“Well don’t just stand here, go say hi you idiot!” your friend exclaimed, prying their arm from your grasp. They pushed you in his direction, and you nervously walked over. Tony sat up straighter, his smirk still on his face.

“Hello, gorgeous.” he said smoothly, and you flushed. “What might your name be?” 

“y/n.” you ran your hands through your hair. “And who may you be?”

“Tony Stonem.” he responded, exuding an air of confidence. “Let me walk you to your first class.”

*an extract from my one shot “Worth The Effort” [x]

[trashglasses]

Some Things Never Change ch.1

Cross-posted on AO3 as well: http://archiveofourown.org/works/10189937/chapters/22629308

Relationships: Prompto Argentum/Noctis Lucis Caelum and Gladiolus Amicitia/Ignis Scientia

SFW

Words: 6993

After the game killed my little heart, I needed something sweet and fluffy. So here we are. Our Chocobros with adorable children. I’m so in love with these kids.

“Nikolas! Woo Hoo! Buddy! Look over here for Daddy!” Prompto called out from behind the toddler that was playing in front of him, adjusting the camera a bit to catch the boy in action. Nikolas was trying to catch a frog he saw but it seemed it was a bit harder than what he imagined it would be.

Nikolas Lucis Caelum was Prompto’s and Noctis’ 4 year old son. He had tousled black hair that more often than not resembled a nest rather than actual hair. It was quite the contrast to his pale skin. He had stunning green eyes which were only further emphasized by the dark freckles that peppered his face under his big rosy cheeks.

He was a quiet child; keeping to himself most of the time. He preferred to color in the living room rather than go outside and play. Prompto was trying to get him to get out a little more with these impromptu photo shoots. Nikolas seemed to enjoy them since Prompto often took to him to interesting spots around the kingdom.

They have been at the slough for a few hours now. Prompto wanted to get a few pictures of the place while the lighting was good and it was an excuse to take Nik out into nature. The toddler was reluctant at first, taking careful steps through the grass and tightly gripping Prompto’s pants. But after seeing some of the wildlife that surrounded them, he warmed up; especially when he saw the frogs.

Nikolas had been chasing the frogs for over an hour, only getting his tiny hands on one before it jumped right out of his hands. Prompto could help but document the entire ordeal, chuckling behind the camera, even after Nikolas had scolded him for laughing at him.

Nikolas was sitting down on a rock nearby, looking over at the water in front of him.

“Ready to go home buddy?”

The boy looked at him with sleepy eyes, rubbing them gently as he nodded. Prompto couldn’t help but laugh at his display. He was just like his Papa.

He snapped a few pictures of the tired boy before calling it done. He walked over to Nikolas, picking him up slinging him on his hip. The boy instinctively curled up on his father’s jean jacket, leaning his head on his shoulder.

“Sleepy? Ready to go home and take a nap?” Prompto asked, running his fingers through his messy black mop.

The boy nodded, rubbing his eyes again. Prompto laid a soft kiss on his cheek before walking towards home.

“Too sleepy to get ice cream?”

The toddler perked up in his arms as if he was never tired in the first place. Prompto laughed loudly and bounced the boy lightly on his hip.

“Ice cream it is then.”

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“Noct! We’re home!” Prompto yelled, setting the now ice cream covered toddler down before closing the door behind him.

There was no answer.

“Noct!” he called out again.

“Papa!” Nikolas called out as well. The boy looked up at Prompto with a sulky frown.

“Hey, It’s okay Nikky. We’ll find him.” he said, walking through the living room. The toddler ran off to check the couch in the back room first. It was Noctis’ favorite sleeping spot in the house. But he wasn’t there.

Prompto checked their room next. Nothing. Just the messy bed he left this morning when he woke up. He sighed deeply as he ran his hands through his hair. He heard the pitter patter of little feet running towards him. Nikolas pulled on the hem of Prompto’s jacket.

“I can’t find him Daddy…” the child said quietly.

“Looks like he might be out. I will call him. Don’t worry about it. Why don’t you color while I call him, okay?” Prompto said, ruffling the boy’s messy hair. The toddler nodded and went off to room to grab his coloring stuff.

Prompto pulled out his phone from his pocket and quickly dialed the familiar number. It rang a few times before the line picked up.

“Hello?”

“Hey Noct. Where are you? Nikky and I just got home to an empty house. He is freaking out a bit because you aren't home.” Prompto said, starting to walk to the living room. Nikolas walked past him, his arms filled with crayons and markers as well as a notebook.

“Oh. My bad. I went out fishing. Gladio and Specs are coming over later so I figured I would catch something for dinner. I didn’t think I would be out that long. Kinda got sucked in.” Noctis’ explained.

“It’s okay. I just wanted to make sure everything was okay.” Prompto said, sitting in a nearby chair, keeping an eye on Nikolas, who had laid out all his supplies on the coffee table and carefully separated the crayons from the markers.

“How was the photo shoot? Did he cooperate this time?” Noctis asked.

“It was better than last time. He really liked the water so I took off his shoes and socks and let him put his feet in. He tried to catch a few frogs too. I got quite a few cute shots of him trying to catch it. He got sleepy though after a bit so we went home.”

Noctis’ laughed a little. “A frog huh? Guess he is more like you than we thought Prompt.”

“Not even! I never chased frogs unless you managed to get yourself turned into one! Someone had to use the maiden’s kiss on you!” Prompto argued.

Noct laughed harder, making Prompto turn a bright shade of pink. He sat back in the chair and sighed deeply.

“Okay it wasn’t that funny! Just tell me what time are Gladdy and Iggy coming over so I can clean up a little. I would rather not get another earful from Iggy because of state of the kitchen.”

“Gladio said around 4 or 5. Knowing Ignis, it will probably right at 4 o’clock.”

Prompto looked over at the kitchen stove for the time.

“NOCTTT!” Prompto whined, making Nikolas look up from his current drawing.

“What?!”

“It’s 3:30! You won’t even be home by then!” Prompto said, standing up and heading to the kitchen to start picking up the dishes over the counter and putting various boxes of sugar cereal in the cabinet.

“It is not 3:30 already! It can’t be.”

“Tell that to clock on the stove Noctis. It never lied to me before.”

“Shit! I hasn’t even felt like I have been out that long. I’m sorry. I’ll be home as soon as I can okay?”

“Hurry please. I would rather not have to deal with the rath of Ignis alone.”

“I will. Talk to you when I get home.”

“Love you Noct.”

“Love you too Prom. Bye.”

Prompto took the phone from his ear and hung up quickly. He tossed his phone onto the table and turned on the hot water in the sink so he could start washing the massive pile of dishes that were in the sink.

“Daddy?” Nikolas asked, looking up from his drawing.

“Yeah buddy?” Prompto answered, slipping on the big yellow rubber gloves and grabbing a sponge and the soap.

“Uncle Iggy and Uncle Gladdy are coming?” he asked, putting his crayon down.

“Yeah. That’s why I gotta clean the kitchen. I don’t want Uncle Iggy to get mad at Papa and I again because we leave it a mess.” he explained, furiously washing the dishes in front of him, not regarding the water that was splashing all over him.

“Okay.” he said, turning his attention back to his drawing, making an outline of what could be interpreted as a frog of the sorts. “Are Malena and Neveah coming too?”

“Well of course. They can’t just leave them at home buddy.”

“Oh okay.” he said quietly, grabbing a green crayon and filling in his lines. Prompto smiled softly and sprayed a heavy cleaner onto the stove to scrub the living daylights out it.

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Knock Knock Knock

Prompto looked at the time and quietly cursed to himself. 4 o'clock on the dot. Just like Noctis said earlier. He sighed deeply and continued to scrub a particularly caked on spot on the stove. He quietly prayed to the Six for their decision to pick a black stove instead of the white one they originally wanted.

“Doors open! Come on in!” he yelled, using all his strength to scrub that stubborn spot on the stove.

The door opened slowly and in stepped Gladiolus and Ignis. Ignis came in first, with a large black bag slung over on one shoulder and a smaller gray bag on the other. Ignis greeted Nikolas, who was still coloring in his frog, with a soft smile and a wave.

Gladiolus came in after and was carrying two infant car seats, one in each hand. He set both down on the floor by loveseat nearby and stretched a little bit, groaning in the process.

“They are getting too heavy to be in these things Ig. Think it’s time to just start carrying them in.” Gladio mentioned, pulling his arm across his chest to stretch a bit.

“Wouldn’t have expected a man who could still take down a behemoth, if the need was present, to be complaining about carrying in two car seats less than 50 feet from the car.” Ignis snapped back.

Gladio rolled his eyes a bit. “You wouldn’t be saying that if you had to carry them.” he muttered under his breath.

Nikolas looked up from his drawing finally to see the 2 car seats sitting by the loveseat. He perked up, dropping his crayons down on the table and ran over to where they were at.

“Malena! Neveah! They’re here Daddy!” he said excitedly, looking at the purple blanket that covered one seat and a deep blue one covering the other. He looked up at Gladio, silently asking for permission to remove it. Gladio smiled and gave the boy a steady nod. He carefully moved both blankets from the car seats to reveal both sleeping baby girls.

“Careful now Nikolas. They have just fallen asleep. They haven’t napped all day.” Ignis said, setting the larger black bag down near Gladio and taking the other bag towards the kitchen.

“Calm down Ig. He’s not doing anything to ‘em.” Gladio said, crossing his arms across his chest, glancing over to look at Nikolas.

“I would rather not have Malena wake up too early from her nap. She gets rather fussy if awaken too early.” Ignis informed Gladio, pushing his glasses up on his nose.

“I know that Ig. She is my daughter too ya know.” Gladio said, looking at the baby.

Prompto stepped out the kitchen, his shirt soaking in water and smelling like some strong cleaner. “Hey, guys! Long time no see!” he said with a big smile.

“It’s only been two weeks Prompto.” Gladio mentioned. “Where’s Prince Charmless?”

“Noct went out fishing to catch something for dinner. He should be home soon.” he explained, pulling the rubber gloves from his hands.

“Good because I am starving.” Gladio said, plopping on the couch and putting his muscular arms over the top. Prompto went to the back of the house to change his shirt quickly since he was practically dripping wet.

“Uncle Gladdy?” Nikolas asked, his eye still glued to the sleeping babies in front of him.

“Yeah Nik? What’s up?”

“When are they going to wake up? I want to play with them already.” he asked, turning to face the large man with a soft pout.

He shrugged, crossing his legs. “Don’t know bud. Babies need a lot of sleep.”

“More than me?”

“Way more than you and your Papa combined.”

He looked back at the baby girls with wide eyes. “That’s a lot of sleep.”

Prompto came back into the room with a clean shirt and dry hands. He looked over at Nikolas, who was sitting criss-cross in front of Malena’s car seat, head in his hands, waiting for her to wake up. Prompto couldn’t help but snap a picture or two of the sweet moment.

He walked over to the car seats and squatted down in front of them both to get a good look. He took a long look at Malena then Nevaeh. “Hey Iggy! Both of them are really starting to look like you! Before you know it, they will need their own pair of spectacles .” he said, mocking Ignis’ accent with the last word.

Malena Marie Amicitia was the “oldest” of the 7-month-old twin girls of advisor Ignis Scientia and King’s shield Gladiolus Amicitia. She had a head full of wavy sandy blond hair which was neatly brushed down and held in place with a white headband with a big bow one the side. She had almond shaped hazel eyes and slightly tanned skin, both courtesy of Gladio. Despite both men being tall (and one rather large man) she was tiniest of the two girls, often having to wear clothes for 5-month-olds. She was a healthy baby though and it showed in her attitude.

Contrary to both her parents, She was bouncy, smiley, and happy most of the time. She loved to smile and laugh and she always enjoys playtime and lots of company. Although she was an overall happy baby, when she isn’t in the mood, it’s very obvious. She gets cranky easily when woken up, sending her into a fit of tears until she is calmed down.

Nevaeh Arya Amicitia was the “younger” one of the twins. She was bigger than her sister , though, being able to fit into clothes meant for others her age.  Malena and Nevaeh were virtually identical as far as looks went. They shared the same sandy blond hair, almond shaped hazel eyes, and tanned skin. Neveah was a happy baby as well, sharing laughs with her sister and enjoying playtime just as much. Unlike Malena, who could be sent into a crying fit easily, nothing really upset the girl,. She stayed quiet and happy, hardly ever cried and slept soundly through all of her naps, not matter how loud it was around her.

Ignis typically had the girls presentable and dressed at all times, typically in dresses or little other little outfits he or Gladio found. Today, both girls were wearing a summery type dress with ruffles for sleeves and the same ruffles around the hem and the matching leggings. Malena’s dress was a soft baby pink while Nevaeh’s was a bright shade of yellow. Malena wore a white headband over his head, with a big bow decorating the front. Nevaeh wasn’t fond of headbands (she pulled them right off her head most of the time) so, her hair was pulled into neat little pigtails on each side of her head with little white ribbons hanging from each one.

Ignis rolled his eyes at Prompto’s comment before pulling his cooking utensils out of the smaller bag he brought into the kitchen. “I'm surprised you managed to clean the kitchen so well Prompto. It’s almost like you actually tried for once.” he said, taking a look around the freshly cleaned kitchen.

“Hey! I try! A lot actually!” He yelled, crossing his arms and pouting a bit like a child.

“Shh! For gods sake Prompt you are right next to two sleeping babies. One of which will lose her damn mind if she wakes up too early.” Gladio said, quietly scolding the other man.

“Sorry!” Prompto said in a whisper before moving away from the girls. But alas, it was too late, Malena started to stir in her car seat, starting to whine loudly as she woke up. Nevaeh kept sleeping soundly, sucking softly on her pacifier.

“Now you have done it.” Gladio said with a deep sigh before digging into the black bag next to him and pulling out another pacifier.

Malena started to cry loudly, squirming around in her seat as if she was trying to get out by herself. Nikolas reached out and gently pet the girls head, trying to get her to calm down.

“It’s okay Lena. I don't like when anyone wakes me up either.” He said to the infant, still petting her head gently. It didn’t stop her crying but it was a sweet gesture.

Gladio smiled and stepped next to the car seat. He pushed a button on the side that caused the handle to swing behind the seat so he could easily grab the crying baby.

“Watch out bud. Gotta get her out of here.” Gladio said, leaning down and unbuckling the straps across her chest before grabbing the baby girl with both hands. He gently set her on his chest, where she continued to cry, clinging to her father’s too tight tank top.

“I know. I know. You got woken up too early. Blame your uncle Prompto on that one, baby girl.” Gladio said, cutting his eyes towards Prompto before giving the girl her pacifier. She started enthusiastically sucking on the pacifier, calming down enough to stop crying. He started gently bouncing her, holding her to his strong chest.

“I didn't mean to! Sorry!” Prompto said, flushing a little pink. “I’ll be quiet next time!”

The door suddenly flung open, hitting the wall behind it and Noct took a few steps in with a bag of fish one hand and his tackle box in the other. “Prompt! Nikky! I’m back!”

The sudden loud noises made Malena spit out her pacifier and start crying again. Gladio groaned quietly and grabbed the loose pacifier.

“Way to go, your highness.” Gladio said, in a sarcastic tone as he bounced the girl a little more.

“My bad.” Noct said, putting down his tackle box and handing Prompto the bag of fish for Ignis to start cooking. He peeled off his slightly damp jacket off and tossed it on a nearby chair before walking over to his shield and the crying baby. He reached out and grabbed the girl from the stronger man’s arms.

“I’m sorry Malena. Come to Uncle Noct.” He said, cradling the girl in his arms. “I didn’t mean to wake you up from your nap.” he said quietly, rocking the girl in his arms.

Malena started to cry harder, obvious not wanting to be in his arms at the moment. She squirmed viciously in his arms, trying to escape.

“You smell like fish Papa. She probably doesn’t like that.” Nikolas said, looking up at his father, plugging his own nose with his fingers.

Ignis came over and carefully grabbed his child from Noctis’ arms, moving her onto his chest so he could rub her back softly. “Nikolas is correct Noct. You smell like the fish market in Lestallum. Might I suggest a shower or at the very least, a change of clothes.” He said, bouncing lightly to keep the cries from getting any louder.

Noctis groaned loudly and ran his fingers through his hair. “You guys are all over exaggerating. It is not that bad.”

“Noct, I can smell you from over here. Change your clothes ya lazy ass.” Gladio said, plopping back on the couch.

Noctis rolled his eyes and headed to the back of the house towards to his room to change.

Malena’s crying starting to quiet down after Noctis left to change his clothes. Ignis let out a sigh of relief as his bouncing slowed down as well, whispering a few words into the girl's sandy hair.

“Gladio, could you reach in the bag and grab her playmat. I am sure she doesn’t want to go back into her car seat after the fuss she put up.” he said. He turned to Nikolas, who was still sitting in front of the car seats, waiting for Nevaeh.  “Would you like to sit down and play with Malena, Nikolas?” Ignis asked the toddler.

Nikolas nodded furiously, quickly moving to get all of his toys out the floor in order for Ignis to lay down the playmat. He tossed the mounds of toy cars, plushes, and random crayons into the bin the corner of the room.  “I’ll help! I’ll help!” he said, reaching to grab the mat from his uncle’s hands. He carefully laid it out, taking his time to smooth out all the wrinkles, just how Ignis like it.

“Good job Nikolas. At this rate, you will be must neater than your parents.” Ignis said with a little smirk. He carefully got down and sat Malena down, fixing her hair a bit under the headband and putting in her pacifier while he was down there. Nikolas sat right next to her, playing her her flailing hands.

The baby cooed loudly, clapping her hands a little as Ignis laid out a few toys on the mat in front of her as well. Nikolas sat down next to her and let her little fingers grip onto his.

“She's strong!” Nikolas said as she squeezed his fingers.

“Got it from her Pop!” Gladio said proudly, patting his chest a bit. Ignis rolled his eyes at the display and headed back into the kitchen to clean the fish for dinner. Even after all these years, and despite the fact that he was now married with a family, he still found himself cooking for Noctis just as often as he used to.

Nikolas was helping Malena play with a musical learning ball, fixing her sleeves a bit as they fell off her tiny shoulders.

“Are Malena and Nevaeh always dressed this nice, even at home, Uncle Gladdy?” Nikolas asked as he watched Malena push the ball away and stumble forward onto her stomach so she could crawl around.

“Yeah. Ig likes them to be ‘presentable’ at all points in time. Just like him. They are always wearing dresses. Dresses and headbands with bows. Those are your Uncle Iggy’s favorite thing to buy. I say, let them run around in their diapers. They like it better anyway.” Gladio said, stretching out on the couch.

“There is nothing wrong with them looking presentable every day. You never know who is watching Gladio. It also instills good habits for later in life.” Ignis commented from the kitchen.

“More like you have to see them in every outfit you buy them. You see a cute dress or an outfit and have to buy it right away. For someone as frugal as you are, you indulge in buying the girls’ clothes and stuff that they’ll grow out of faster than ya bought it.” Gladio retorted.

“Am I not allowed to purchase clothing for my own children now?”

“That’s funny coming out of the mouth of a guy who wouldn’t let us get a hotel room while it was pouring rain outside because the room was a little more expensive than what we normally paid.” Noctis interjected, walking back into the room with a fresh outfit on. He walked over to the other twin, who was still sound asleep in her car seat. He reached down and picked up the girl from her seat and set her on his chest, rubbing his hand down her back to keep her asleep.

“That was a vastly different situation Noct. I am still as ‘frugal’ as you all remember. I just spare no expense for my girls.” Ignis said, carefully gutting the fish.

“So you spoil them?” Prompto pointed out.

“Spoil is hardly the correct word to use.” Ignis spat, defending his choices.

“Yeah, he spoils ‘em.  I have been trying to convince him for the past 2 weeks to let me get a new belt buckle. He keeps saying that is ‘isn't in the budget’ yet the other day, he came home with 6 new outfits and 4 pairs of shoes for the girls.”

“Gladio, for the last time, I will not let you get that god awful belt buckle. Even if we had all the gil in the world, I still would say the exact same thing.” Ignis snapped back.

“What’s on the buckle to make you hate it so much Specs?” Noctis asked, still bouncing with Nevaeh on his chest.

“It's big and gold and had BAMF on it. I saw it in the market.” Gladio said, puffing his chest out a bit.  “I think it fits me pretty well. It would be a nice addition don't cha think?”

All three men rolled their eyes at the statement.

“Daddy, what does it mean?” Nikolas asked, trying to keep Malena from crawling off the mat.

“What does what mean Nik?” Prompto asked, digging his thumbs into the front of his pants.

“What Uncle Gladdy said. The letters.”

Prompto almost choked on his spit and shot a look at Gladio, who shrugged. Prompto sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

“They are bad words. You don’t need to know them.” Prompto said.

“Like what Papa says when he is mad at his phone or out getting fishies?”

Ignis chuckled from the kitchen, trying to cough to cover it up. Noctis gave his advisor quite the look.

“My apologies but Noctis has always had quite the potty mouth, even when he was younger. Not much a surprise to see Nikolas had figured that much out.”

Noctis rolled his eyes hard before setting the second girl down on the mat beside her sister. “I get it. I get it. I need to watch my language around Nik.” he grumbled. He took a seat next to Gladio on the couch, leaning his head back against the backrest.

“I could use a nap right about now.” he said to himself, yawning loudly right after.

“You always say that Noct.” Prompto pointed out, taking a few pictures of the kids playing together.

“Because I could always use a nap. Never a bad time for one.” Noctis said, putting his hands behind his head. “Specs? How’s dinner coming along?”

“Slowly but surely. I had to properly clean the fish first. That takes most of the prep time.” Ignis said from the kitchen, slicing the now clean fish into fillets.

“What’s for dinner Papa?” Nikolas asked.

“Uncle Ig is making fish with rice.” Noctis answered.

“Fisssshhhh?” the child whined loudly. “But I don’t like fish!”

Gladio held back a laugh, patting Noctis on the back. “Like father like son.”

“It will be good I promise. Uncle Iggy can cook way better than your dad and I can.” Noctis said, sitting up to look at the pouty little boy.

“I would hardly call it cooking.” Ignis chimed in.

“Hey! We really do try! I followed that cookbook you gave me to a T and it still didn’t come out as good as yours.” Prompto said in a half whine.

“Practice makes perfect Prompto.” Gladio said, leaning down in front of him to pick up Nevaeh, who had crawled over from the mat. He set her on his lap, holding her up with one hand.

“Easy for you to say! You get Ignis’ cooking every day!” Prompto said, with a little pout.

“Not every day. I have had to cook more often lately. Iggy couldn’t do much while he was pregnant with the girls so I learned to cook a few things outside of cup noodles. Take out wasn’t really his thing.” the man said, bouncing his knee a little to get Nevaeh to laugh.

“Prompto just wanted take-out all the time.” Noctis teased.

“Oh, we very much knew that. I remember more than a handful of times having to wake up at strange hours because you needed the car to take Prompto to get a cheeseburger.” Ignis said from the kitchen, now starting to sear the fish in a skillet.

Prompto blushed a little bit. “I like cheeseburgers okay? I used to eat them all time when I was younger. The cravings just made me revert back to my old self.” he said, shifting in his seat a little.

“What did Specs like to eat Gladio? I am sure he had some fancy ass cravings in the middle of the night.” Noctis asked, turning his head to face the man.

He heard a loud cough come from the kitchen along with an accompanied glare in Gladio’s direction.

“I would rather not sleep on the couch tonight.” Gladio said, messing with the ribbons Nevaeh’s little pigtails as she noisily chewed on her fingers.

“Aw come on Ignis! Tell us! You were all secretive about all that. We hardly ever saw you.” Prompto said, walking towards the kitchen.

“And there was a reason why.” he said, flipping the fish over.

“You were there every step with Noct and I. Even when I was endlessly throwing up on the side of the road that one time. We weren’t even allowed to return the favor. The least you could do it tell us a little bit about it.” Prompto said, leaning against the door frame with those big blue puppy dog eyes.

Ignis cleared his throat and pushed his glasses up on his face. He could hardly say no when he put it that way. “I...I fancied potato chips and those awful snack cakes you find a local gas station.” he said quietly.

“What!? Mr. All-this-junk-is-simply-disgusting wanted junk food from the gas station? That's wild!” Prompto yelled out, mocking Ignis.

“He also drank those dollar a can, over sweetened, teas. He would beg me to go get him a pack of those chocolate cupcakes and a can of tea all the time.” Gladio added.

Ignis’ cheeks flushed a soft pink and he continued to cook the fish in front of him. “It doesn’t matter any longer. I can’t stand to look at the things now. It makes my stomach churn at the sight.”

“What were your favorite flavor of chips?” Noctis asked.

“Barbeque.” Ignis answered plainly.

“Nice choice! I prefer sour cream and onion though.” Prompto said, still leaning against the doorframe of the kitchen.

“It was a convenient craving so I can not really be upset about it. It wasn’t like I could stand up and whip something up.” Ignis pointed out. “Standing for long periods of time were out of the question. Additionally, my feet were terribly swollen most of the time so having Gladio leave for a few moments to go down the street was fine by me.”

“Not to mention you were sick more often than not those first few months. If you wanted to eat something outside of hot broth, I was ready and willing to go everywhere.” Gladio said, lifting the baby in the air above his head with a smile. Ignis stole a glance from the corner of his eye and smiled softly at the display.

“It was worth it, though. I got two beautiful little girls who were born happy and healthy and Iggy is here to tell the tale. The fact he is still here was a blessing from the gods anyway.” Gladio said, still playing with a loud and laughing Nevaeh.

“I agree. It was worth all the fuss and pain. I’m sure Prompto and Noctis feel the same way about Nikolas.” Ignis said, finishing up the fish and checking on the rice.

Prompto walked over to the boy and scooped him into his arms. “Yup!” he said, peppering kisses all over Nik’s cheeks. Nikolas started laughing loudly, pushing Prompto’s face away playfully.

“Daddy!” he said through his laugh as Prompto continued kissing the boy.

“Looks like dinner is close to ready. About 5 minutes left on the cooking time.” Ignis called out, putting the final touches on the rice.

“Come on buddy. Let’s get you all cleaned up so we can eat.” Prompto said, carrying Nik to the bathroom to wash his marker covered hands. Noctis headed to the kitchen to take a look at what Ignis was doing.

“Looks good Specs. As always.” Noctis said, trying to tear a small piece off the fish to taste. Ignis swiftly slapped his hand away and give him a glare. Noctis laughed and shrugged away.

“Okay. I get it. No tasting.” he said with a smile. The kitchen was quiet for a moment, only the sound of cooking fish echoed through the room.

“You haven't changed Ignis.” he said, his tone shifting just a bit.

“The same could be said for you as well Noct. Nice to see fatherhood hasn’t changed you even the slightest bit.” Ignis replied with a soft smile.

“Well, Nikolas is pretty much a mini-me so I didn’t have to change much.” Noctis said.

“Seeing as I am here cooking nearly the same meal I made for you when you were younger is very telling. Although, it is rather funny that the boy carries such a distaste for fish.” Ignis said with a chuckle as he pulled some plates from the cabinet below.

“Well, there was a long period of time where Prompto was trying to learn to cook fish. We ended up eating fish a lot and Nik got tired of it real quick.” Noct explained, sitting in the nearby counter. Ignis rolled his eyes as the younger man sat on the counter but he would save the argument and let him sit there this one time.

“Oh, poor child. I would have come much more often if that was the case. He probably hasn't had a proper meal in weeks.” Ignis joked, starting to fix plates for everyone. Noctis chuckled softly as he leaned back on the counter, watching Ignis finish making everyone's plates.

“Could you at the very least get some silverware ready for the table?” Ignis asked, carrying the various plates to the table in the room over. Noct sighed and jumped off the counter and gave himself a good stretch before heading over to the nearby drawer to grab a handful of forks and knives, including one fork shaped like a Chocobo for Nik and took it to the table.

Everyone was already in the dining room waiting for the food.

A very grumpy and pouty Nikolas was next to Prompto after arguing that he was a big boy now and could sit in the chair without the help of the booster seat. Unfortunately for Nik, he wasn’t even tall enough to get his entire head over the table so he was forced to sit in the seat yet again.

Gladio had both girls sitting on the tabletop in front of him while he dug into the black bag from earlier to find their food. Without their high chairs, he wasn't sure where to put them while they fed them so he just hoped Ignis didn’t freak out when he saw them on the table.  Both girls were sitting, waiting patiently for their Pop; Malena sucking away on her pacifier while Nevaeh had her hand in her mouth yet again, that is, until she saw Ignis walk into room, plates of food in hand. She cooed loudly, leaning forward on her hands and knees to crawl over to the other side of the table. She managed to crawl over to where he was, and plopped down right here, reaching her hands up in their air with a coo and big smile.

Ignis couldn’t help but crack a smile at the girl. “I was only gone but a moment Princess.” He said with a smile as set the other plate down nearby. He picked her up and places a soft kiss on her cheek, slinging her on his hip. “Seems your father has been messing with your hair again.” he said, using his free hand to push the stray hairs back into the pigtails.

“I was trying to fix the ribbons. They looked a little tight.” Gladio chimed in, setting out a few jars of baby food out on the table. Ignis shook his head in a playful manner before heading back to the kitchen to grab more plates.

Noctis bought out two more plates, setting one in front of Gladio and the other in his spot. Ignis came back with a small plate for Nikolas, setting down his plate in front of the toddler before sitting down next to Gladio. Gladio already started feeding Malena, who was already making a mess as usual.

Ignis set Nevaeh down on his lap, reaching over to grab one of the jars in front of Gladio.

“Ahh I do not miss those days. I celebrated the day Nik could eat on his own. I made sure to put a spoon in his hand as early as I could.” Prompto said, watching the other parents.

“Eh. I kinda miss when he was that small. He was a pretty cute baby.” Noctis said, taking a bite of his food.

“He’s a pretty cute little boy too!” Prompto said with a smile. He took a huge bite of his dinner and the noise he made was almost unholy. “So good! Tastes great Iggy!”

“Thank you Prompto.” Ignis said, feeding a spoon full pureed sweet potatoes to an awaiting Nevaeh.

Nik was poking at his dinner, moving it across the plate with a pout still on his face. Prompto sighed deeply and reached over to the boys plate and picked up a small bit on his fork. “Come on buddy. Try it first before you say you don’t like it.” he said, putting the fork up to his lips. Nikolas shook his head and turned away.

“Fish is gross.” he said plainly.

“But this isn’t my fish. This is wayyyy better than mine. I promise it will taste good.” Prompto coaxed, but it wasn’t working. Nik pushed his hand away and crossed his arms over his chest. Prompto sighed deeply and went back to his plate.

“Nikolas.” Noctis said sternly, looking up from his food. The boy didn't budge, still looking away from his plate of food.

“You have to eat something Nik. You won’t get anything else if you don’t eat something. At least just eat the rice.” Noctis suggested.

The boy looked back at his plate and pushed the fish off to the side so he could eat the rice.

“You spoil that boy. He is just like his damn Father.” Gladio said, finally able to start eating his own dinner.

“If he is just like me, then there’s practically nothing we can do to make him eat something he doesn’t want to.” Noctis pointed out with a grin.

“I can attest to that. I was quite difficult to get Noctis to eat anything that wasn’t fried or smothered in some vile sauce.” Ignis said, taking a bite of his dinner and giving a tiny piece of fish to Nevaeh as well.

“Hey! I got better with age.” Noctis pointed out, his mouth still full of food from his bite.

“If that is what you would like to call it.” Ignis said, taking another careful bite. Nevaeh whined loudly, lunging forward to get another bite of his food. He held her back gently and gave her another bite of fish. “At least Nikolas will attempt to eat his vegetables.” Ignis added.

Noctis rolled his eyes and took another bite. Nikolas had finished eating the rice on his plate, leaving his fish untouched. Prompto looked over and dropped his head a bit.

“If you try the fish, I’ll let you get 2 cookies for dessert tonight. If you don’t like it, it’s fine but you gotta give it a try first.” Prompto said, attempting to bribe the kid to eat.

Nikolas looked at the fish on his plate, then at Prompto, then back at his plate again. “Can I get a choco pudding and a cookie instead?” he asked, poking the fish with his fork.

“Pudding and cookie it is! But you gotta have a whole bite. Not a baby one.” Prompto said, leaning over and taking a piece with his fork and holding up to the boy’s face. Nikolas grimaced and leaned forward to put the fork in his mouth. He made sure to get the whole bite before pulling away and chewing slowly, his brows furrowing and whining under his breath.

The men at the table couldn’t help but laugh at Nikolas’ facial expressions. It was clear that no matter who cooked the fish, his mind wasn’t going to change. The boy managed to swallow it all the way down before looking at Prompto with sad eyes.

“I don’t ever want that again…” he whined. Prompto cracked a smile and ruffled the boy’s messy head.

“Okay buddy. You don't have to. Always gotta try it first before you make a choice to not like it.” Prompto said, taking the fish from Nik’s plate and putting it onto his.

“Can I get my pudding nowww? The fishy is still in my mouth! Blegh!” Nikolas whined, taking a huge gulp of juice.

The entire table started to laugh in response.

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Prompto finished gathering up all the dishes from dinner and headed into the living room where everyone was settling down. He stood in the doorway and watched everyone for a moment.

Nikolas was sitting on Noctis’ lap as they watched whatever was on tv at the moment, devouring his pudding cup, his face covered in the chocolate goo.

Ignis was attempting to change Malena out of her now pureed pea and carrot covered dress while she thrashed around in protest.

Gladio was playing with Nevaeh on the floor, pretending to bench press the girl, giving her a kiss every time she came down.

Prompto smiled brightly, leaning up against the doorframe to watch everyone.

Even though they had all moved on, gotten older, and had families now, it never changed them. They could still get together like they did years ago and still act the same way they always did. Even with the kids around, it was still like the good ol’ days they cherished. It was pretty nice, Prompto thought for a moment before heading into the living room himself with his signature big smile, settling in the spot next to Noct, laying his head on his shoulder while Noct put his arm around the blond.

Some things never did change.