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alilbatflies · 11 months ago

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Hi there, just found your "just cake" fic and I am interested in how it continues.

What i'm saying is, please continue this fic, villainxhenchman is now one of my favorite writeblr tags.

-@the-agency-archives

Hi! I'm glad you liked part 1. Now get ready for...

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Just Cake #2

The commonly known thing about old-fashioned traps was that when they failed to trap you, you got to tease the creator of it relentlessly. A net, seriously? People have tried before, sweetheart. Better luck next time.

The inconvenient thing about old-fashioned traps was that when done properly, they did their job damn well. It was exceptionally embarrassing to get caught in one. You should have seen that coming. Alas, you didn’t. Fool.

The henchman had tried pushing the villain out of the way once they noticed the trap. So now they were both caught. The villain hovered over them in the really quite cramped space of the net. Wasn’t that wonderful?

The villain gave the net a testing jerk. It didn’t do them any good.

“Who the fuck even uses nets these days?” the villain hissed.

“It does seem we’re quite literally trapped, boss.”

“No, we’re fuckin– not–” the villain tugged on the net violently– “UNSTUCK YOURSELF!”

“That’s not how traps work, boss.”

It was a definitely never to be mentioned ever again kind of situation, really.

The villain settled into a relative silence. They clawed at the net with one of their blades while growling and cursing occasionally. They tended to be silent most of the time, but the henchman knew very well just how varied their cursing vocabulary was.

They were sure the villain had far exceeded their word limit for the day. Their voice was furious. Cutting.

But not cutting enough to slice through the ropes.

Henchman smiled at their internal commentary; glad they didn’t blurt it out like they so often managed.

There was nothing better to do, and so they watched the villain struggle. They hung really quite skillfully above the henchman, somehow not falling down on top of them. Not that the henchman would especially mind. It was quite cold out there.

They briefly wondered who would even set up a trap that far out in the woods. The obvious answer was someone who lived around. Secret hideouts and all that jazz.

The thing which bothered them the most however was that whoever set the trap up was skilled. Skilled enough to have them both trapped. The villain especially was not easily trapped. Once that whoever came around, they would still be stuck and practically at their mercy. The henchman doubted there would be mercy to be found.

The net moved under the villain’s persistent attempts.

Cold air breezed past. The henchman came to the conclusion that someone showing up was better than freezing to death.

The villain’s yell startled them out of their thoughts.

“SCREW THAT!”

“Screw me,” please.

The villain obviously stopped themself from cursing again, turning to look at the henchman. “Hm?” they said, which henchman translated as ‘you’ve said something?’

“Nothing.” Here we go again. Saying stuff.

The villain measured the few nicks they managed to inconvenience the rope with. They huffed an exhale. “That’s not going to work, is it?”

“I’d presume we won’t be able to get out of a net specifically made to capture and hold magical things, boss.”

The villain huffed another exhale. They hid their knife. Then they looked down at the henchman, slumping slightly.

“Do you suppose I could sort of hm… flop down on you? Really uncomfortable up here.”

“Conserve your energy.”

The villain slumped on top of them.

The net was quite uncomfortable under their back even before, but with the added weight, it reached a whole new stage of discomfort. There was nothing the henchman could do about that. Except for maybe miraculously breaking them both out of the trap and acting like it never happened. A minion could dream.

“You’re warm,” the villain said.

“Huh.” The henchman didn’t really manage to figure out a better reaction. They felt too warm entirely, just about bellow the boiling point. It definitely had nothing to do with their proximity. Nope. Not at all.

They both stayed perfectly still.

The henchman considered shuffling, but they had a feeling it would be even more uncomfortable than before.

“Do you regret anything?”

The villain seemed to mumble that mostly to themself, but given the whole situation, the henchman caught it anyway.

“Don’t think about dying yet, boss. We’ll have plenty of chances to make it out.”

The villain hummed, unconvinced.

The henchman hardly convinced themself, so it was no surprise. They decided to answer the villain’s question at least. Death loomed over them with the deft finality of a trap shutting down with chilling-to-the-bones precision. Just like it did.

Nothing to lose but the vague concept of dignity, huh?

“I regret ruining your birthday cake.”

The villain was perfectly still for a moment. Then they lifted themself to look the henchman in the eyes. “My what?”

“Well… you see, the thing that splattered on your doorstep… on your birthday day?”

The villain blinked.

The henchman looked away. It was such an awkward thing, wasn’t it? Of all the things they could have chosen… then again. You make someone cake and then you drop it like a clumsy tool. The sole act of baking the villain cake was borderline ridiculous and entirely unprofessional, too.

“You know when my birthday is?”

“You mentioned you were born on Vampire Day once, in relation to the Candle Parade, so that’s a day after the autumn equinox, so… That’s that.”

The villain hummed quietly, thinking. They rested back down.

The henchman held perfectly still, as if that could somehow remove all of their embarrassment. They measured their breathing, for all it was worth. They had a feeling the villain could sense how uncomfortable they were anyway, but hopefully played it on the whole stuck-in-a-net situation.

“Nobody’s ever given me birthday cake before.”

“Oh, really?” The henchman tried to see the villain’s face. It was a whole new of an uncomfortable movement, so they stopped.

“You’re the first.”

“But I’ve…” Ruined it. Splattered it. Fucked up spectacularly. “…dropped it.”

“Worse things happen,” the villain said. “I appreciate the effort.”

“I didn’t even wish you… anything.” It had been a busy day. The henchman forgot about the villain’s birthday, except for all of the inconvenient times when they really couldn’t say their thing. Like in the middle of a fight, when they were in the bathroom, or when the villain finally fell asleep and the henchman didn’t want to wake them up.

Might as well fix that now. “Happy belated birthday.”

“Hm. Thank you.”

It made the henchman very comfortably warm. Convenient for the villain, they supposed, since they were being used as a personal heater at the moment.

“What’s your regret?”

“Hm?” The villain sounded almost startled.

“Your regret.” Henchman tried to adjust their head to get at least a little bit more comfortable. It only got worse. They rested back to the way they were. “You know my regret. I want to know yours.”

It took the villain a long time to make a sound again. The henchman thought perhaps they crossed the professional line too far, stepped just beyond the acceptable. They prepared their sorry, I shouldn’t have asked that but the villain spoke first.

“I suppose that’s fair.”

They are very fidgety all of a sudden. But at least they sounded like the henchman’s head might stay on their neck.

“So.” The villain cleared their throat. They searched for words and seemed to come out short.

“You don’t have to tell me if you’d prefer not to.”

“No, I’m…” The villain inhaled deeply. In a wave of composure, they spoke at once: “Actually, it partly involves you—I mean, it entirely involves you—and the thing is that you, sincerely–”

The villain’s attention shifted.

The henchman felt the silence settle over them. The last words were like stones falling into the lake, vanishing to leave but circles running on the surface.

In the silence, the henchman finally registered the someone moving closer.

The villain shifted in an attempt of a defence position despite the power-suppressing net and the inconveniently squished henchman underneath them. They bared their teeth in a snarl.

“Look who we’ve caught,” an entirely too sweet voice said. “Well, aren’t you two adorable?”

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Part 3

#snippet #writeblr #writing #creative writing #heroes and villains #villains #villain x villain #villain x henchman #i copied the text to tumblr and did the whole formatting thing and then i found the internet connection had just vanished since its stormy #luckily it saved in a blip of internet before our internet shut down entirely #but yeah that was a Stressful moment #anyways. hope you enjoy the second part

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cringefail-hermitry · 11 months ago

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I've been wanting to make a post like this for a while now, and well, having just finished a crucial stage of my life, I think this is a good a time as any.

It's gonna be a long one

Like, *LONG* long

Like, I Am Going To Mention Every Single One Of My Mutuals By Name long (if you'd rather not be tagged in the future, do warn me)

First of all, the primary purpose of this post is as a letter of thanks for the wonderful months you Tumblr peeps have provided me this year. I am not hesitant to say joining the hellsite was the single best decision I have made in the last 12 months, heck, I think about 2/3rds of the friends I mantain regular contact with nowadays came from here. But this wouldn't be a long post if it was just a brief "thanks y'all for improving my life". I'm gonna get into detail. And I'm gonna be sappy about it. You can't stop me. You're not my mother. And not even my mother could stop me from posting this.

I would've said "I thought long and hard about who I'd start with", if there was any question about it. There isn't. @tearychildren, where do I even fucking begin. I can't really say anything too specific because if I begin I don't think I'll stop and half this post is gonna be about you, and this is already a very long post, so I'm just going to leave it at this, you already know well enough just how much you matter to me.

Going onwards, another of the early spots goes to who I believe was my first mutual, definitely one of the first people I followed, @chlorohexidine, a long-time mutual and recent good friend, our daily chats, however short, never cease to be highlights of my days, your art is really cute (love me some rounded shapes) and brainstorming ideas for your TTRPG campaigns is always fun (I really like your worldbuilding, too). It's only fair to mention your (and my, just needed to make this segue well) good friend @xsenpi, infodumping touhou to you both genuinely got me through that month, and Undertale 2: Revenge of The Robots with Rei and TC has been a blast so far.

@soundsofastar is another that warrants special mention for actually changing my brain chemistry and making me appreciate the local wildlife even more than usual (if we ever meet in person, WE ARE GOING ON A NICE LONG WALK TO LOOK AT BIRDS TOGETHER, WHEREVER IT IS WE ARE WHEN THAT HAPPENS, MARK MY WORDS). Your art also makes me feel things. Not many things make me feel stuff a lot. That is impressive. I should be in a good spot to finish reading the Illuminae Files within the next few days, so please do pester me about it, otherwise the piece of media that the next person I'll talk about recommended to me will consume all the time I'd read it in.

So, the next person I'll talk about, @northwest-cryptid, thanks for letting me use our DMs as my Mabinotepad, and for getting me into Mabinogi in the first place, you've been both the direct and the indirect cause of many good times, and I gotta be honest I kinda admire you a lil' bit (and if you know anything about how I talk, I am horrible at expressing vulnerability, admiration and these sorts of emotions without a bunch of euphemisms unless I'm doing this sort of tangent where I attempt to talk about myself in a more depersonalized way, so what that sentence there essentially means is "I admire you a lot and you are an inspiration").

Another pivotal figure in how this year shaped out is @ratlesshonret, creator of The Bird Nest, site of many good times, who has exposed me and many others to some wonderful media (I AM GOING TO FINISH POCKET MIRROR SOMETIME, MARK MY WORDS), reading through all the chats in the server is usually a blast, too. Your contributions to my life cannot be understated. Seriously, thanks.

The next great friend I'll mention is @transgender-lea-crosscode, we've started talking more only recently, but have already bonded a fair bit, I reckon, damn you're good at Blazblue. You've dared to make me good at the game and for that, I commend you. You should say words about Zeroranger in my general direction sometime, I'd be happy to hear/read them.

Now for those mutuals that I don't really speak to, but are responsible for like, 75% of my total notes, like, everyone is more than welcome to jump into my DMs and start talking about anything whenever, but y'all specifically are folk I'd have started talking with regularly ages ago if I knew what to talk about. @hoshinoreika2004, @ward-leon, @edenplumreal, @tabnk2, @tapok-eve , @boofbv and @sorcerousbrick, thanks for all the lil' dopamine hits.

Shoutouts to @wretchedbirdthing for being normal about that bird, you're a blast to see on my dash and I wish you luck snapping those collarbones in twain to hear those gay little squawks.

@freiflies and @ottisbuns, alongside Tapok, Vic and Honret, y'all bring life into The Bird Nest, and although I haven't really shown up much there recently, I still read most of everything, the words are cool, keep up the good work!

@genericgirl420 and @mikusays-transrights, you two are the mutuals that suffer the least with The Distances, so let's do this in a more, well, local fashion. É genuinamente bom ver que a comunidade brasileira do tumblr está ativa e saudável, aumenta minhas esperanças de encontrar outras criaturinhas desse site maligno pelas ruas, sua presença, por si só, já melhora meus ânimos, por isso, agradeço profundamente.

Ok back to speaking in simplified Old German. This next section goes out to @lemocoffe and @teacup-of-doom, both of whom I haven't really interacted much, but what little there was was quite great, this is, in fact, an invite to do more of the interact-y thing. Y'all are cool.

Another shoutout to a frequent view on my dash, @lobotomise-me-please, whose "Boobs Girl Music" post still has 10k notes to me, I'll get back to mass reblogging it someday (if y'all wanna help, check out @boobsgirlmusic for the post, that's my Boobs Girl Music sideblog where I reblog Boobs Girl Music)

@aurora-veil, @limbuscompanyyuri and @thevanishedpeople-intothenight are up next, some of my first mutuals, y'all post good. And have been doing so consistently. For the past like, 9 months or so. That's impressive.

@meltingadoration, @holyitsquiverrflynn and @jestressofnihil, my more recent moots, there hasn't been much time to do the friendship-building and knowing each other thing, but all that means is that there's still many opportunities for that, which is cool.

Last but not least, the mutuals who I haven't quite gotten to know as well, but I'm inviting to chat anytime, @readysetgargoyle, @atlasmothss, @meeresengel, @flesh-borne, @b-kut, @aureatecenotaph, @risingdragonblade, @agender-witchery (your posts helped me immensely in figuring out gender, thanks for that) and @lich-of-lcorp. Y'all are cool, we should talk more.

And one last section for all those who I've been in touch with but aren't mutuals with, for any and all reasons (I do tend to reblog very, well, erratically), y'all deserve to be on this list, but I just didn't wanna bother you too much (I do have words of thanks to say though, if you want them, just ask).

This post is still too short to express how thankful I am for y'all existing. I don't think text could ever do it justice.

#long post #like #my longest post by a very wide margin

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blackangelism · 3 months ago

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hi everyone so this user hates my guts with her whole heart BUT the ask was mentioning me (see my pinned post) so i needed to.

THAT POST IS CAMP.

let me explain.

camp : A sensibility that revels in artifice, stylization, theatricalization, irony, playfulness, and exaggeration rather than content.

when i post stuff like that (i do admire pelle a lot irl, but im talking about those posts specifically), im NOT BEING SERIOUS. im playing a role which adds to an aestheticism, an image, in my head. he was a wonderful artist and i find a lot of comfort within him because i struggle with a lot of similar things, but in all actuality, i dont think im his anything (i actually know for a fact he'd either hate me or just not care).

@pe11e0hlins-realwife sort of scared to tag you because i know you dont like me in the slightest, but i thought i should because i do like you actually. i really want you to be happy. sure, i think what you do is fucking extreme, but that doesn't subtract from the fact that you're a human who deserves love and happiness. i sincerely hope you get better and maybe we can be civil and bond over struggles.

anyways, here's the rant, a.k.a me being petty as fuck (seperate section for actual rational stuff and now here's the section for me being my age)

the joke of the millenia is calling me a coquette blog. BABYGIRL if you think IM coquette then im sorry you need a grasp on coquettes first to throw around that term. SECOND yes im grammar and spelling police i have admitted that multiple times and its something I just can't help: pet peeves, ever heard of them?

also, suicide and self harm and depression are VERY serious topics. i am a self harmer and i am depressed—that is something i find similar in me and pelle which is why i find him and his art comforting. because it reminds me that im not alone. ffs.

AND ALSO i... dont even post about lana del rey a lot...? i used to, but i dont anymore. people change. ever heard that?

BUT HONESTLY OMG the way you said to uhm... i dont know her name but the girl i tagged up above, that she's starting to think she's me (no offense to you honey the asker is simply shitty that we should castrate or smth) MAKES ME FEEL LIKE A CELEBRITY OMG TYSM BABE

anywaysss im done with this shit < 3

EVERYONE take care of yourself. I LOVE YOU and even if you hate me, i most likely do not hate you back. and i hope everyone now understands what personas, pet peeves and camp is. you learn smth new everydayyyy

mwah.

#rant #rant post #pelle mayhem #pelle #hell is a teenage girl #part ????? of people not understanding what i mean and that i am actually quite self aware

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ashisgreedy · 1 year ago

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Garreth Weasley x F!MC

“I Don’t Want To Be Parted From You.”

WC: 6,266

A|N: This is the Female!MC Version

<M!MC ver.>

Minors DNI

Find the ----- red line to jump to where the spicy stuff starts.

Oneshot

MC tapped her finger on the desk in time with her foot bouncing. It wasn’t that the class was particularly boring, it’s just… well there were far more exciting things to do outside the walls of the castle, and Divination class was the last place she wanted to be right now. More interesting things like meeting one particular redhead in Hogsmeade that she’d been trying to hang out with for weeks.

Was it a date? Was it a friendly hang-out? MC wasn’t entirely sure. If it wasn’t a date, she sure as hell would make it one, or die trying. Of course, any pushback from Garreth and she’d back off immediately. MC chalked it up to nerves making her think more aggressively inward than she’d ever actually act out publicly. She had spent months pining after Garreth Weasley, teasing him, joking with him, hell… tempting him in her own way. He’d never taken the bait.

She had no idea if Garreth was even into her like that or not. Garreth was always so friendly to her, but he was also friendly to everyone else. If he was into MC, he sure knew how to keep his cool when MC was around. It was month two of her super-mega-secret/not-so-secret crush on Garreth and everyone, including herself, was begging her to just make a damn move already.

She’d be lying if she said she was 100% okay with being the one to make the first move. She really wanted Garreth to make the first move. It would be just that much sweeter if he did. But, MC could pretend that Garreth asking her to hang out with him in Hogsmeade was the first move… She could be delusional, just for a moment.

Once the class was dismissed, MC shot from her seat and rushed to the ladder before anyone else could get to it first. She trotted down the steps of the tower and rushed through the courtyard. She got to the outside of the castle and hopped on her broom, angling herself straight toward Hogsmeade, and the ginger that awaited her.

She pushed her nervous jitters away when she spotted Garreth in the square. He was wearing just his white button-down shirt and charcoal grey slacks today. His sleeves were pushed up, exposing his forearms. Of course, his sleeves were rolled up… MC groaned internally. Garreth’s forearms were what wet dreams were made of.

She landed smoothly beside the redhead and greeted him.

“Hello, Garreth.” MC nodded in his direction, trying to sound as cool as a cucumber as if she hadn’t practically sprinted all the way here.

Garreth smiled wide at MC. “Hello! Ah, I am so glad you’ve made it. You’re just in time.”

MC’s brows rose while Garreth grabbed her arm and began to drag her toward the watermill. Her heart skipped a beat at their sudden proximity.

“What is it?” MC asked, allowing Garreth to guide them through the crowd. Hell, she’d let Garreth guide her anywhere.

“Take a look!” Garreth spoke with wonder in his voice. “They’ve been setting up a ton of fireworks! I heard they are going to set them off tonight. Pretty cool, isn’t it!”

MC nodded, “Yeah, it’s pretty cool. We should stick around to watch them.”

Garreth smiled wide. “Definitely!”

“Instead of staying in Hogsmeade, we could find a hill nearby where we can watch them comfortably,” MC suggested. She had a specific hilltop in mind, next to a partially eroded home that had long since been abandoned.

“Aw, that would be perfect!” Garreth agreed. “Though, sundown is still an hour or so away.”

“I guess we will have to enjoy each other's company until then.” MC gave him a soft smile, watching Garreth’s expression carefully.

“Alright then! Do you have anything you need to buy today? Or can we shop for pleasure?” Garreth began stepping away from the crowd and MC followed suit.

“I am happy to follow you wherever you’d like to go. I just have a few things to sell, but I can do that pretty much anywhere.” MC spoke as they dodged people on the street.

Garreth bit the inside of his cheek and eyed the Three Broomsticks. “Okay, then let's make a choice. Butterbeers first OR Honeydukes for a sweets run.”

MC looked between the two buildings, placing her hands on her hips. “How about, we stock up on sweets first, then we grab some butterbeers while we wait for the sun to set. How does that sound?”

“Brilliant. I couldn’t agree more.” Garreth chimed.

MC entered the sweets shop first, holding the door open for her crush.

Garreth entered and immediately went to the “new” items section. MC hovered just behind him and watched as Garreth took a small bean-sized treat labeled “sample”.

“Honey and milk chocolate crunch.” MC read the small sign. “That sounds delightful.”

“It does,” Garreth said excitedly. He popped the sample into his mouth and his face lit up in delight. “It is!” He said after a couple of chews.

MC smiled at him and popped a sample in her mouth as well. The texture was like biting into a honeycomb covered in chocolate. “Wow,” She said before swallowing the bite she was chewing. “I think I’ll buy a bar of those.”

“Yes! Let’s buy two then. One for me and one for you. I’ll pay! My treat.” Garreth grabbed two of the bars and went to the next section. MC had been so pleasantly surprised that she forgot to thank him for paying before Garreth was off again.

They stayed in the shop longer than MC had anticipated. There had been a lot of displays that the two interacted with. Some of them were new but others she hadn’t tried before. After a while, they both had their hands full of treats. They made their way to the counter and Garreth pulled out his galleons as promised.

“Thank you, Garreth. For paying for my treats. I mean it.”

“Of course! No big deal.” He answered.

They both watched as the clerk put all their candy into a bag.

“Butterbeer next?” MC spoke up.

“Yes, and possibly an appetizer. I just want something savory to snack on before we dig into our candy.” Garreth said as he took the full bag from the clerk.

“M-maybe we could split the appetizer,” MC suggested, not bothering to even ask exactly what appetizer it would be. She just figured it was a romantic thing to do on a date, to share food. Even if it really wasn’t a date at all, it could still have elements of a date.

Garreth nodded, leading them out of the shop. “Fine by me. I usually get the salted potato wedges and cheezy garlic dipping sauce.”

“Mmm,” MC expressed. “That sounds divine. I didn’t even know they had anything like that. I think I always just forgo the menu and grab a butterbeer.”

“Most do. Stick with me and I will be happy to show you even more cool stuff about Hogsmeade!”

“I’ll stick with you then,” MC smiled over at Garreth as they made their way to the bar.

“You won’t be disappointed.” Garreth beamed, smiling at MC.

“No, I think not.” MC responded.

They were greeted by Sirona the moment they walked in the door. She left the rag on the table she was cleaning and walked to the bar. “What can I get you two?”

“Two butterbeers, please.” MC answered. “Oh and,” she pointed at Garreth to continue.

“The potato wedges, please.”

“Coming right up. Feel free to find a table to sit at, I’ll bring out your potatoes when they are ready.” She wiped her hands on her apron and jotted their order down on a notepad.

“Where to,” MC asked him, not bothering to look around the place. Her gaze was fixed on Garreth.

“Let's sit near the fireplace, shall we?”

The bar was practically empty, only hosting around 4 other patrons. They pretty much had the whole place to themselves.

“Perfect.” MC agreed.

Garreth placed their bag of candy on the table and began to rifle through it. He pulled out a small deck-of-cards-sized box of candy.

“Okay, let's see…” Garreth turned the box over to read the label. He focused his eyes on the large paragraph of text.

“Are those the popping candies with a creamy center?” MC asked, leaning in a bit to see what Garreth was reading.

Garreth tilted the box so they both could see the words easily. “It is. I remember the sign saying not to open when it’s raining. I was just looking to see if it said why.”

The large paragraph on the back described the story of how the candy came about in excruciating detail. MC sat back in her seat halfway through, uninterested in the long-winded description.

“Here you are.” Sirona sat two butterbeers down. “You’re food will be out shortly.”

Garreth didn’t look up from the box but nodded his head and mumbled a ‘thank you.’

MC took a large sip of her drink and studied the man beside her. Garreth’s face was serious as he read the text. His serious face was… so handsome. MC licked her lips and then took another sip of her drink.

“Ah!” Garreth exclaimed. “It’s because the humidity will ruin the rest of the popping candy you’re not eating.”

“A rainy day will?”

“Yeah, it says that the popping part of the candy is very sensitive to moisture.” He tossed the box onto the table. “Well, that was anti-climactic. I thought it would be something cool like, ‘The candy will explode when exposed to rain water’ or something.”

“Always seeking explosions, huh?” MC teased, drinking another sip of her mug.

Garreth noticed how much MC had already drank compared to his untouched pint.

“Sometimes they seek me,” Garreth responded, taking a big swig of butterbeer.

“How unfortunate for you.”

“Yes, well. Makes life more interesting, don’t you think?” Garreth grinned.

MC nodded, sending Garreth a grin in return.

Sirona sat the Potato wedges between the two, taking them out of the moment.

“Thank you!” Garreth shouted as Sirona walked away. She nodded a ‘You’re welcome’ in his direction before going back to buss another table.

“Those smell incredible.” MC leaned in to take another deep inhale.

“You can have the first bite!” Garreth nudged the basked of wedges toward MC.

MC smiled, taking one of the larger wedges and popping it into her mouth. “Mmm…” she blinked rapidly to keep her eye-roll unapparent.

“Told ya,” Garreth tossed one into his mouth. “Very delicious.” His words were muffled.

MC finished chewing and stared at the basket of food. “You just can’t go wrong with potatoes, can you?”

“Nope! See, I knew you and I were alike.” Garreth teased.

They both grabbed their butterbeer at the same time and Garreth gestured for a cheers. MC clinked her half-empty mug against Garreth’s. “Cheers.”

“Cheers!” Garreth exclaimed.

Two butterbeers later and an empty basket of potato wedges, and they were ready to head out. The sun was almost set and MC reckoned they had just enough time to get to their spot on the hill before the fireworks show would begin.

“What do you think they’re celebrating?” MC inquired, pushing open a gate in one of the crop fields just outside of Hogsmeade.

Garreth hummed, “I think they are celebrating the opening of a new shop.”

“Oh?” MC slowed her steps to walk side by side with Garreth. “What shop do you think it is?” MC wondered if it would be anything useful for her adventures outside of the castle.

“I don’t know. But, I hope, whatever it is, it actually lasts this time.”

“Lasts? What happened to the previous owners?” MC wondered aloud.

“Skipped town, I think.” Garreth placed his hand under his chin as he thought. “Or was it something to do with them not paying their rent?”

“Hm, well. Whatever it is, I’m glad they are celebrating with fireworks. I haven’t seen a fireworks show since I was small.” MC reminisced.

“I saw one last year for Christmas. They had a really cool MASSIVE gingerbread man firework that burst into a thousand tiny red and green confetti pieces. It was awesome!” As he spoke, Garreth used his hands to express his words.

“Sounds incredible.” MC agreed. “By the way, we're almost there. It’s just up this path.” She pointed down the road.

Garreth looked back from where they had just come. “Oh, MC. This is going to be a perfect view!”

They both made their way down the road and up the small hill. MC sat against the eroded stone wall of the old house and Garreth joined her. He sat the bag of candy between them and rested his head back.

“Perfect timing.” Garreth sighed.

The fireworks hadn’t started yet despite the darkness that now shrouded the land. MC picked at one of her chipped fingernails.

Garreth pulled out some sweets from the bag and handed one to MC.

“Thank you.” MC took the chocolate bar and ripped off the wrapping.

“Lumos,” Garreth pointed his wand up, looking through the bag again. “Ah! Yes, I wanted to try this one first.” He showed MC the honey and milk chocolate crunch bar.

MC took a bite of her bar and chewed it quickly. “Let me know how it is. I’m curious how the honey and chocolate tastes go together in bar form.”

Garreth nodded and put out the light on his wand. The light from the moon and stars was enough to give the area a nice glow. MC didn’t offer to make a fire since it would ruin the fireworks spectacle they were soon to see. She supposed that’s why Garreth hadn’t offered either. Garreth pushed his hair out of his face and took a large bite of candy. MC watched intently, staring at the crumb of chocolate that began to melt on Garreth’s bottom lip.

BOOM

MC jerked her eyes away from Garreth to watch the first firework glitter.

“Awesome,” Garreth commented.

Another two fireworks lit up the night sky, one shimmering cobalt blue and the other a cherry red.

“It’s beautiful,” MC rewrapped her chocolate bar and sat it back into the bag.

“Stunning really.” Garreth agreed. He chomped down on another bite of his bar and noticed MC’s stare. “Oh! Do you want a bite? You can give it a taste test.”

MC nodded, taking the bar Garreth offered. She bit the untouched corner and hummed. She chewed but the chocolate and honey bar melted on her tongue rapidly. “Wow, that is quite nice.”

Garreth took the bar back and smiled playfully. “We’ll have to meet up again to finish our bag of sweets.”

“I’m already saying yes.” MC smiled.

Several more fireworks lit up the sky. MC turned her gaze to Garreth and watched them pop in the reflection of his green eyes. If Garreth noticed, he didn’t say anything.

----------------------------------------------------

MC bit her lip before she spoke. “It’s all very romantic, isn’t it?” She held her breath. MC decided she could play it off as a joke if Garreth wasn’t receptive to her advances.

Garreth pressed his lips together into a tight line. “Yeah…”

MC let the word hang in the air for a long moment. “Does that make you uncomfortable for me to say?” She needed more than just a one-word answer. She needed proof, concrete evidence that Garreth was either into her or not.

“No,” Garreth answered carefully. “I just really want to know why you said that. Why did you bring up romance?”

MC picked at her broken nail again absently. She took a deep breath, it was now or never. “I wasn’t trying to hide it…”

Garreth sat quietly, listening to MC.

MC continued “...but I definitely want to be more than friends with you, Garreth.” She couldn’t even look over at the man she was confessing to. Her eyes were glued to the fireworks still bursting in the sky. Garreth didn’t respond for a long moment and MC added, “Just say the word, and I’ll never bring it up again.”

“You like me? Like me like me? I mean, you have a romantic crush… on me?” Garreth looked deep in thought as if he were turning the concept over in his mind.

MC slid her hand into her pocket and held her wand, preparing to disapparate at a moment's notice. Her heart hammered in her chest and she wanted so desperately to be invisible.

“Yes, but…” MC began. “Please know that if you don’t want me to bring it up, I shall not. We can just be friends. I don’t want you to be uncomfortable around me.”

“No! No.” He put up his hands in surrender. “I am just surprised is all.”

MC wanted to shake it out of him, lovingly of course, and yell ‘And!? How do you feel? Do you feel the same?’ Her internal monologue wrestled with her composure.

Garreth turned to look at MC. “You know… I’ve always felt different around you ever since you came to this school.”

MC perked up. “Different? How so?”

Their faces were lit intermittently with flashes of light from the celebration.

Garreth bit the inside of his cheek “It’s like, I have… what I can only describe as nerves? I’m nervous around you.”

“Nervous? In a bad way?” MC wondered if she was intimidating at all. She was shorter than him, smaller even. Could her personality be that intense? She held her tongue and waited for his reply.

Garreth shook his head. “No. It's like there are butterflies in my stomach when I’m near you, or when I know you’re close by. I get this kind of jittery energy when I hear your voice or see you walk by in the halls. Sometimes I can’t eat or get a good night's rest when I know I’m about to see you…”

MC sighed, scooting a bit closer to him. “That’s exactly how I’ve felt around you, Garreth. It’s been that way for a while now.”

Garreth laughed. “Well, if that's how it feels then…” he trailed off, resting his head in his hands. “I’m way past crushing on you.”

MC’s heart stopped. The world around them disappeared in a flash. She smiled, she couldn’t help it, she smiled so wide she thought her cheeks would hurt.

“I like you too, Garreth,” MC reassured, comforting Garreth with a squeeze to his knee.

Garreth looked over at MC, a small smile tugging at his lips. MC took in a deep breath and dug around for courage.

She cupped Garreth’s face and waited. When Garreth didn’t flinch away MC continued. “I’m going to kiss you now, Garreth Weasley.”

Garreth nodded, eyes dropping to MC’s lips.

MC suppressed the ‘Wah Hoo!’ in her mind and instead opted to pour her excitement into the kiss. Garreth tasted like honey, chocolate, and butterscotch. His lips were so so soft and everything MC had ever dreamt of.

Their kiss concluded and they both pulled away. Garreth remained close to MC, face lighting up every few seconds with the flash of a new firework. “I’ve never kissed anyone before,” Garreth admitted.

MC rubbed her finger along Garreth’s reddening cheek. God, he was adorable. “Well, it's very simple. You just-” and she pressed her lips to Garreth’s again. They both smiled into the kiss and Garreth let out a little laugh.

It was easy to fall into a rhythm. It felt so damn good for MC to express her feelings finally. Their tongues touched and MC slotted her head to the right to kiss Garreth deeper. MC’s hands were in the redhead's hair, rubbing his scalp and tugging lightly at his waves.

Their kisses lasted so long, they hadn’t even noticed that the fireworks show already ended.

Garreth was showing signs of getting just as worked up as MC felt. He groaned every time MC touched the back of his neck, panting a bit each time MC dared to part the kiss. They’d dive back in after a brief moment of looking at one another, kissing frantically in the dark.

Garreth tugged at MC’s shirt, releasing the top button. MC froze realizing where they were, and how anyone could walk by and spot them. They needed someplace more private for that kind of fun. An idea erupted in her mind.

“T-to much?” Garreth asked, brows pinched. He released MC’s shirt and placed his hands on his lap.

“Not at all,” MC reassured, touching his cheek lightly. “Not enough.” MC smiled getting Garreth to crack a smirk. “Let’s go somewhere more private.”

He nodded. “Well, we can’t go to our dorms.” Garreth mulled the idea over. “Even if we could sneak in, we have roommates.”

“Don’t worry. I’ve got the perfect place. The room of requirement.” MC reassured, pulling out her wand and teleporting them together.

The world around her disappeared and was replaced by the familiar sight of her personal room in the hidden chamber. The bag of candy appeared with them, spilling out onto the floor.

Garreth’s mouth dropped. “THE room of requirement?! I’ve never gotten it to open for me!”

MC grabbed Garreth’s hand and tugged him to the middle of the room. “Yes, I have a special room no one is privy to. I used it in my 5th year for my additional studies, I come here every now and then even still.”

Garreth looked around the mostly empty room. “It doesn’t look, uh… too cozy?”

He was right. MC looked up at the dome and began to shout. “A bedroom! bed, mattress, couch!?”

Garreth looked over at MC in confusion. “Uh… Are you alright?”

Just then the wall to the left opened up and a door appeared. Garreth stared at it with wide eyes. A few loud noises came from behind the door before everything was finalized. The door cracked open and MC grinned.

“I am just dandy!” She took Garreth’s face into her hands and gave him a quick kiss. “Come on!” They locked hands and Garreth followed with a stunned expression on his face.

“What… just happened?”

MC shut the door behind them and looked over the large bedroom. The bed was massive with overly gaudy trimmings. The windows behind the bed were floor-to-ceiling showing an underwater scene similar to the one in the Slytherin common room. The ambiance was the same as the main room, moonlit and cozy feeling. All the decorations were a mix of deep forest green and black.

“The room changes to accommodate what I want.” MC kicked off her shoes at the door and Garreth did the same.

“Anything?!”

MC laughed. “I have shouted your name before, but you never appeared.” She teased. “So maybe not anything.”

“Oh?” He took a step close to MC. “And why exactly were you shouting my name?” Garreth pulled MC into a heated kiss, smirking all the while.

“Mmph!” MC gasped at the sudden kiss. She began angling and pulling Garreth toward the bed as their lips met in a frenzy.

Garreth felt around for the mattress and was the first to sit down. MC followed suit, sitting right beside him. She pulled at Garreth’s shirt to reveal his pale freckled skin. Her hands immediately slid over his soft skin and moved to grip his hips.

“Is it..” Garreth stopped and looked down at his open shirt. “Do I look okay?”

The look on Garreth’s face was sincere and MC’s words rush out of her mouth. “What?! You-!” She eyed his chest and began pulling his shirt down over his shoulders. “You’re hot! Garreth…” MC dropped his shirt to the ground and cupped Garreth’s face. “You’re so incredibly handsome I can’t even express it.”

MC practically tackled the very smiley Garreth to the bed, laying them both down as her lips explored the man she’d been dying to taste. She kissed his adam's apple down to his clavicle, licking the dip along the way to his shoulder.

Garreth let her kiss any place she liked while sliding his hands up and down MC’s sides. MC kissed down his chest, licking her way down to Garreth’s belly button.

“I’m nervous.” Garreth blurted out.

MC popped her head up and nodded her understanding. “It’s alright. I didn’t mean to press you to do anything you aren’t ready to do.”

Garreth shook his head. “I’ve just never done this before… I want to keep going. I do.”

MC rolled to Garreth’s side, staying close to him. Garreth turned to face her and they wrapped their arms around one another.

“It’s alright.” MC took a few deep breaths to cool herself off. She didn’t want to pressure Garreth into anything. Hell, she was glad she got this far. “It’s no different than doing it by yourself… Well, it’s different, but the same concept.”

Garreth nodded like he understood.

MC continued. “We can… touch ourselves first before we touch one another. Get an idea of how each other likes to be touched. How does that sound?” Her heart pounded in her ears so loudly that she was worried she wasn’t going to be able to hear the redhead's answer.

“Okay,” Garreth smiled. “Okay, I can do that.”

MC wondered if she was having an out-of-body experience. She began undoing the buttons of her own shirt, and Garreth quickly helped her. MC’s shirt and bra were off in half the time and she allowed Garreth’s hands to roam her body. He cupped her breasts eagerly then moved his hands to her hips.

“So,” MC began, already breathless. “Let’s sit against the headboard.”

“Yeah, alright.” Garreth moved up the bed and sat on the right side. He adjusted the pillows so he was comfortable.

MC crawled up after him and sat down, hands already shaking.

“Are you ready?” MC asked, slowly undoing her belt.

Garreth watched with wide eyes before rushing to undo his own belt. “I’m ready.”

MC’s mouth went dry. She took a deep breath and pushed her trousers down a few inches. She rubbed her swollen clit for a moment before she finally sliding a finger inside. She pumped a couple of times before daring to look over at Garreth.

Garreth was a few steps behind and MC’s stomach sank. She hoped she hadn’t just ruined things by suggesting this. Despite her worry, though, Garreth eventually followed suit. He pulled out his hard cock and started stroking it slowly.

MC licked her lips. “Fuck… Garreth... You’re so perfect. I…” MC pressed a second finger inside her cunt.

“MC…” Garreth damn near moaned her name and MC felt her walls throb. “You’re perfect too…”

They both made eye contact for a moment. Garreth’s eyes dropped to her lips and MC leaned in. Their kiss was sloppy and full of breathless pants. MC didn’t stop fingering herself, opting to keep her ministrations slow and controlled. Otherwise, this would all be over way sooner than she wanted.

Garreth spread his legs a bit, readjusting his seating. MC pushed her leg against his and used her free hand to slide to the back of Garreth’s head. She wove her fingers into Garreth’s tangle of strands and held him in place for a more heated kiss.

MC kept a close watch on how Garreth was jerking himself off. She noted the way he often focused on just the tip, then would slide up and down his full length a couple of times before focusing on the tip again.

Garreth broke the kiss and pressed his forehead into MC’s “Can I touch you?” Garreth asked.

Fuck YES you can. “Of course, Garreth. I want you to touch me sooo fucking bad.” She bit her lip hard.

Garreth released his cock and slid his hand up MC’s thigh.

“Garreth…” MC’s breath hitched before Garreth had even touched her. “May I touch you as well?”

“For a moment.” Garreth agreed, slowly sliding his hand between MC’s thighs and rubbing her gently.

MC reached out and took Garreth’s cock in hand, their arms crisscrossing. “W-why only a moment.” She lost her breath every time Garreth’s soft fingertips slid over her sensitive clit.

MC stroked Garreth the way he showed him how he liked to be touched.

“Because… Oh, fuck MC… That feels good…” Garreth moaned, pushing his hips up to fuck MC’s fist. “Because I want to use my mouth. Would that be okay?”

She froze. MC’s mouth hung open, unable to speak. She managed a slight nod and watched a salacious smile wash over Garreth’s features.

Garreth pulled at MC’s hips to get her to lie down on the bed. He pulled down MC’s trousers and panties, removing them from her body.

MC was in heaven, and she made it known. “Fuck, that feels so good. Oh… shit! Garreth!” He licked every inch of her pussy, eagerly lapping at every spot that made her moan. “Oh… yes, yes, yes. Like that…”

MC watched as Garreth brought his mouth to her core, kissing her heat lightly. He kissed down the slit and licked a long stripe back up to her clit. MC tossed her head back into the pillow and squeezed her eyes shut. The pleasure humming in her body was made even stronger by the fact that it was Garreth fucking Weasely’s mouth.

MC’s hands dove into Garreth’s hair. She controlled the movements by holding Garreth down every time he made it to her clit. Her hips bucked up to meet his tongue. She didn’t want to get too aggressive for the first time, so she forced herself to let go and allow Garreth to set his own pace.

“Ohh, oh, Garreth…” MC began to squirm beneath him. “I’m literally so fucking close right now…”

She looked down and Garreth made eye contact with her. Garreth set a pattern of lapping at her clit, sucking it hard, and then diving his tongue to her opening. Garreth was working her into a frenzy the faster he went.

“Gar…” MC’s hips began to rock in time with his movements, desperately trying to use his face to seek her release. “I’m really really close…. Holy fuck…”

Garreth didn’t let up. He used his tongue to swirl around her clit before sucking hard on the throbbing nub. His spit and her desire mixed and lubricated everything. The wetness dripped all the way down to her thighs, soaking the bed. Her head lolled back into the pillows.

“I’m going to…. Garreth. I’m going to cum if you keep doing that…” MC warned him. She whimpered when he didn’t let up.

Garreth didn’t stop doing exactly what he was doing. Each time he sucked on her clit, his tongue would swirl making her body tremble.

MC began to struggle beneath him, fisting the comforter while her back arched. “Fffffuck! I’m cuming! I’m-”

Her cunt throbbed against Garreth’s mouth. Garreth kept his pace of sucking and licking while she climaxed. MC was beside herself with pleasure.

Despite her orgasm coming to a close, Garreth kept licking and sucking her clit, making MC see stars.

She took deep breaths, steadying herself. She reached down to Garreth and pushed a bit to indicate that she was feeling overstimulated.

Garreth slid up MC’s limp body and kissed her with fervor. His lips were plump and red and MC sucked lightly on the bottom one. Their tongues melted together and MC tasted the evidence of what he’d just done. She hugged Garreth’s body to hers and felt his still very hard and very leaky cock press against her hip.

“It’s only fair,” MC pushed Garreth to the side and changed their position. MC hovered overtop a very blushy Garreth and continued. “...that I return the favor.”

“MC, I’m…” Garreth looked at her apologetically. “I’m not going to last very long.” He let out a breathless chuckle.

MC sent him a brilliant smile. “Then I guess I’ll have to make the most of it.”

Both of them helped with removing Garreth’s trousers. They were discarded like all their other clothes. They rest there for a moment, completely bare in one another's presence.

“I love that every inch of your skin is absolutely covered in freckles.” MC ran her hands over Garreth’s stomach down to his thighs. MC parted Garreth’s legs so she could slot herself between them.

“That’s good,” Garreth watched with heavily lidded eyes as MC touched him all over his waist and thighs. “Because I’ve tried to scrub them off and they don’t budge. I think they’re permanent.”

MC cracked a smile. She began to leave precious kisses all along Garreth’s hipbone. “I could try licking them off?” MC teased, laving her tongue over the ginger's skin.

“Oh!” Garreth’s hips rocked. “You could try that, yeah. It’s worth a shot.” He spoke breathlessly.

MC’s lips finally met the base of Garreth’s cock. She licked and sucked lightly at the skin, making her way up slowly one side, lingering at the tip, before making her way down the other side.

“Wow, I-” Garreth took in a sharp breath as MC’s lips wrapped around his head, taking him in only an inch.

MC took her time licking Garreth’s cock, making sure every inch was wet with her saliva. She popped the head into her mouth and gave her tongue a spiral swirl.

“Wow wow wow-” Garreth tossed his arm over his face, hiding his expression.

MC remembered how he had been jerking off earlier and began doing a slow version of that. She focused her hand on the tip for a couple of pumps before sliding down to encompass the rest of the shaft. When her hand wasn’t on the tip, her mouth was, licking and sucking slowly. Based on Garreth’s growing moans, this was working him up nicely.

“Please!” Garreth whimpered his plea.

MC’s eyes darted up to see Garreth’s red face twisted in pleasure and desperation.

“Please, what?” The words just slipped out of MC’s mouth, but she refused to take them back. He always begged in her daydreams, she wanted to hear just a bit of it in real life.

Garreth groaned, sliding his hand slowly onto MC’s head. “More. Please, a bit more.” He whimpered as MC licked a long path up his hard cock.

MC obliged, taking Garreth’s cock into her mouth. There was no way MC could ever deny this man. She took him deep before sliding back up. “Like this?”

Garreth’s answer came in the form of several nods. He fixed his hand on MC’s hair and pushed down.

MC took him faster as he requested, fueled by the little moans that fell from Garreth’s lips. MC took him deeper down her throat and Garreth let out a loud whine. Again and again, MC took him deeper until her nose almost touched Garreths pubic bone.

Garreth’s hands slid along the comforter trying to find purchase as MC’s throat swallowed around his length. Once she was used to the size, and when she needed air, she slid back up to the tip.

“I can’t, I can’t-” Garreth moaned as MC took him throat-deep again. “I can’t last like this, shit…shit!”

MC picked up the pace and allowed Garreth to buck his hips, fucking her face. Garreth’s heels dug into the bed as he thrust upwards. MC held onto his hips while his cock plunged deep into her mouth over and over again.

“I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum… Can I cum in your mouth!?” He exclaimed, keeping his rhythm.

MC mumbled an “Mmhmm” just moments before Garreth erupted in her mouth.

“Oh shiiit, oh shit, oh shit-”

MC felt Garreth throb in her mouth, tasting the ropes of cum that she tried to quickly swallow. When Garreth’s thrusting stopped, MC squeezed the base of his dick, sucking lightly to make sure he was completely spent.

“O-okay okay…” Garreth groaned. “Wow, holy shit.”

MC wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and slid over to lay beside Garreth. They both caught their breath and MC took Garreth into her arms. They both lay there quietly, trying to regulate their breathing.

“That was so hot.” MC finally chirped up. “I could cum, untouched just from hearing your whimpering.”

Garreth smiled and shook his head. “I want to do that again.” He nuzzled into MC’s neck.

MC held him close, sliding her hand up and down his back. “Give me a couple of minutes to recoup and we can most definitely do that again.”

They both let out a laugh. MC pulled back and looked over Garreth’s features. He was so attractive, especially in his after-glow.

“So handsome.” MC traced the edges of his face with a light fingertip.

Garreth grinned and stole a kiss. MC faked a gasp and stole a kiss right back. It was easy to be playful with him. She cuddled close to Garreth’s warm body and let out a contented sigh.

“Let’s just sleep here for the night.” MC offered. “I don’t want to be parted from you yet…”

“I don’t want to be parted from you either.” Garreth slotted his leg between MC’s thighs. “Let’s stay like this until morning.”

“Deal.”

Thanks for reading!

I had fun with this fic so I made a female version of it too!

All my fics are tagged as "my writing"

#garreth weasley #garreth weasley x mc #garreth weasley x F!mc #weasley wednesday #hogwarts legacy #my writing

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m-jelly · 1 year ago

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Hello! I don't know if this where you can request? Bcs I usually read them. But if this is the correct place to request, then I would like to have a levi oneshot, a Hybrid AU to be specific? This is my first time requesting something, so idk how the system works?

So basically, the fem!reader is a petite, shy, smol bunny hybrid - she got bunny ears and tail in appearance and also has the bunny/prey instinct like. She works as a florist and is either reading or making a bouquet (or doing other stuff) during her free time.

levi - he's a wolf, the appearance is the same as how reader's is: got wolf ears and fluffy tail as well as the predator/alpha instinct, he kinda got dragged by hange and erwin for some purpose -

He just happened to came across her shop while walking around - well to be exact, trying to run away from his friends - and he smell a slight sweet aroma from the shop and just out of curiosity to find out who/what it is.

And that is where they meet. At that time the reader was very intimidated by levi bcs of him being the predator and ofc the frown he has on his face. So she kinda just froze whatever what she was doing and just stared at him intensely out of fear. (also she had to take over her friend's place at that time, usually she just works as a preparation of flowers) And then the introduction and the flow of the story is up to you.

My apologies if this request looks detailed. You can twist the plot in your own way bcs I hv a thing for predator & prey/ wolf & bunny concept, you know? (I very much adore them) hope you can understand them, English isn't my first language. It can be quite confusing. You can ignore them if it's difficult for you - since I already read your request information, so I'm worried if this is how it should be. Other than that, remember to take your time and have breaks to rest!

Anon? I LOVE this request. I've done a bunny reader x wolf Levi long fic and I am addicted to the concept. I love it so much!

@ladycheesington <;3 Bringing this banner back to remember the fun fic!

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Pairing: Levi x fem! Reader

Tags and warnings: Future AU, hybrids, wolf Levi, bunny reader, fluff, romance, falling in love, gaining trust

Levi runs from his friends and gets enchanted by the nice scent of his destined mate. Levi tries to get to know you, but you're very nervous. Levi keeps coming to the shop to earn your trust and finally asks you on a date.

@ladycheesington @levisbrat25 @nyxiieluna @li-anne @galactict3a @youre-ackermine @thebobaprincess @2moth-anon2 @cypidity @notgoodforlife @demonsimp6 @nbinairyn

Levi was irritated by his friends, who had dragged him around the city. He wanted to go home and be left alone. He was jogging through the street, but he slowed down when he smelt something so intoxicating to him. His tail wagged a little as he followed the wonderful smell to a cute florist.

He pushed open the door to see the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen in his life. He felt breathless as he gazed at you, your adorable little bunny ears twitching now and then as you focused on arranging some flowers for an order.

Levi's tail started wagging fast as he felt joy fill his heart. He moved closer to you and tried to control his excitement, but it was a bit hard. "H-Hi!"

You jumped at the voice and looked up to see a big wolf gazing at you. Your ears went back as you shook a little. You didn't know what to say or do. Normally you were prepared to talk to people, but seeing a wolf just appear out of nowhere was hard. Plus, you felt this intense connection to him on a deep romantic level.

Levi moved closer and leaned on the counter. "Are you okay?"

You back up a bit as he stared at you with a frown. You let out a little whimper. You didn't know what to say. The wolf before you was incredibly handsome, even though he had a frown. You felt bad for freezing up, but your old predator and prey instincts had flared up.

Levi's ears flattened as he whined. "I've scared you...I'm sorry. It's just...you smell like my mate and you're so pretty."

You gulped hard. "S-Sorry, you umm...surprised me."

Levi perked up and his tail began wagging hard again. "I'm sorry too! I won't hurt you, I just want to talk to you." He pointed. "I will buy something. I love flowers. Um...can we talk?"

You shifted a little. "I um...sure."

He wagged his tail fast. "Really? Wonderful!" He cleared his throat and hurried around the shop. "I'm Levi."

You gave your name. "Umm."

Levi grabbed a few flowers and hurried over to you as he hugged the flowers. "These."

You gazed at his tail wagging and smiled a little. "Those?"

"Yes."

You took them for him and wrapped them up. You told him the price and let him pay for it all. "Thank you."

He gazed at you. "You're pretty."

You gasped as Levi ran out of the shop and left you alone with your thoughts. You blushed a little and felt rather happy. You were still a little scared, but he was rather cute and sweet under the surface.

Your friend leaned in the doorway and gazed at you. "He's back again."

Your cheeks burned as you thought about Levi. Levi had come to visit you often. He would buy a lot of flowers and plants and ask to see you. At first, you were nervous around him but you soon got to know him and he was rather nice and sweet.

You cleaned your hands and smiled. "I'll go see him."

"You know, he's rather cute for a wolf."

You felt your cheeks burn. "Yeah."

She hummed a laugh. "A wolf and a bunny, huh? Adorable. He'll hunt you do for kisses and cuddles."

You shifted a little. "That sounds...nice..." You hurried out of the room and bumped into Levi. "Hello."

Levi's tail wagged hard. "Hi."

You hummed a laugh. "Your tail gives your emotions away."

"My face fails me, but my tail always shows how I feel."

"You must really like me."

He nodded. "I do." He gulped hard. "Are you still scared of me?"

You shook your head. "No, you've proven you're a nice wolf."

He walked closer to you. "You smell good."

You blushed a little. "Thank you."

He leaned closer and sniffed. "Mm."

You giggled as he sniffed the crook of your neck. "Tickles."

He pulled back and blushed. "Sorry."

Your little tail wiggled in happiness. "You're really cute."

"If...I'm cute...would...would you like to umm...go on a date with me?" He gulped hard. "I know I'm scary still, but umm...I like you and I feel a connection to you. I think we're mates."

You reached over and took his hand in yours. As soon as you touched, you both felt electricity shoot through you both. "I feel it too."

He gasped and pulled out a little brooch with a flower encased inside it. "I made this for you. The flower I got here, but I made the brooch. I just wanted you to know how serious I am about you."

You took it and pinned it on yourself. "I love it. Thank you so much."

He smiled as his tail wagged hard. "Tch, damn it brat bunny, you make me so happy."

You hummed a laugh. "You make me happy too."

"S-So, date?"

You nodded. "Date sounds great."

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monstrouslyobsessed · 1 year ago

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…tumblr can you go and soak yourself in a burning pit of hot sauce…i never even got notifs of any of the older asks i got…

so very sorry if you've been waiting for like two months on my answers;;; and here i was wondering how dead my inbox was last month…rude, tumblr, very rude. all the asks are under the cut!

just a quick note, to the super sweet asker who send in two very long asks v recently, ima answer them separately after this one, if thats okay!! <3

tw / tags: dirty confession, monster fucking, breeding mentions, implied noncon, brief pregnancy mentions, long post, beastfolk / beastfolks characters mentioned: lady hyena, the lioness, conservative lion, papa bull, duke, cerelos, father fox, velarius

I love Daddy Bull and Duke, (along with so many other of your works!), do you have any plans on doing a confrontation between the two bulls and the reader? My thirst is dryer than the Sahara for these two bulls. I need more content. I’m a desperate whore… 。・゜・(ノД`)・゜・。 —anonymous

hm i'm STILL chewing on how this saga should go tbf because it really could go any way!!! i might just bite the bullet and write au's of papa bull and duke saga, even if i feel a little weird making varying storyline au's of my characters.

it was just supposed to be a bull daddy enjoying his little human, how did duke end up there lol

I know everyone is dying over Baldur’s gate rn but have you heard of Lustful Desires on itch.io? I just got into it and I’m dying to talk about it. They literally let you have a poly relationship with 3 different werewolves it’s so good —@flameshadowwolf

i've never heard of it! ima have to check it out now, thanks for the rec <3

Sorry if you consider this a request, but I'm very interested about your OC's yandere MBTI types (from @ddarker-dreams), so if you feel like it, can you identify them in this system? —anonymous

i…ah, am kinda bad with these mbti things. idk if its because i'm older than most writers i know (hi lock my love!! hope you're doing fantastic!), but i guess i can make my best attempt…? i'll just pick a few characters and list them for ya. if you want more specific characters or want me to make an official post with expanded explation, lmk and i'll make my best attempt

here's the link for anyone who are interested

lady hyena: reverent, delusional(?), manipulative (?), lenient, rdml the lioness: reverent, aware, honest, and strict(?), rahs conservative lion: cruel, aware, honest, and strict, cahs papa bull: reverent, delusional, honest, and strict(?), rdhs duke: cruel(?), delusional, manipulative, and strict, cdms father fox: reverent, aware, honest, and lenient(ish), rahl valerius: reverent, delusional(?), manipulative, and lenient, rdml

that's just a few! and they're all beastfolks since they're more fresh in my mind, aha. i tried my best hhh

Thirst chat thought: Have you ever thought that Cerelos could just find a way to tie up his wife underneath him as a cock sleeve, gag her, and just walk around a bit for the day doing royal duties and stuff? The man already has a equine skirt he wears, so he can easily hide everything underneath… (Also I’d happily give this man a dozen babies because I am a simp for him 💕) —anonymous

i think i touched upon that at one point! i wanna say he did that during a large meeting, maybe with his darling magically gagged? lemme see if i can find that post…

found it! its super brief but still

well, now i wanna write that…that's one more to my long to-do list, aha.

also you're valid

I am a simple man all I desire is your happiness. Tis all. I noticed you were feeling sad lately and I thought man next time I have extra money I'll kofi MO but recently I acquired a small fortune and I was happy to find a way to repay you for the time my friends and I giggle and go horny over your works Re-Reading your works is payment enough ….but if you wish to repay me I wouldn't mind maybe a dilf monster vampire (kinda like what you did for wolf pack? but Victorian times) or sequel to snake movie star or sequel/prequel dragon But I would rather you do what you are passionate about! Share your creations with the world! Rejoice in your delights! —anonymous

hi i love you and i swear i answered this before

i did the snek boi just for you <3 i hope you (and your friends!!) enjoyed it! he's a difficult boi to get through but i had fun writing him and his weird camera hobby

link: SMILE FOR THE CAMERA

Also increase your kofi goal —anonymous

im…okay. i didn't really have a goal target in mind so i hope thats sufficient??? sdfkdfj

Which of the beast folk are most likely to mate with humans? Like what about big cat beastfolk? —anonymous

it'd be fangedfolk, since they're canine (dogs) and are most attracted to the humans'…hm , simplicity and openness, i suppose you could say? and possibly treefolk (primates). i based my beastfolks' basic common grounds with irl animals, as canines are pack animals and dogs are more emotionally connected to us. as for primates, humans have evolutionary connections, similar social intelligence, and the shared abilities to solve problems and such.

that said, while fangedfolk are the most likely to have a human "companion", they are also most likely to have a poly pack with their human. whiskeredfolk (feline) are probably in the top-middle of that list, if we were to have a most-to-least likely ranking, with toothedfolk (rodents) due to their prey/nervous natures and seafolks (aquatic) on how dangerous/rare they are to communicate with, at the very bottom. the reason why i feel the whiskeredfolk being in the top-middle is that they can be fairly arrogant and being independent, but adores the complete attention their human can give them and how easily they are to manipulate.

that said, this is extremely generalized list, since the list is not really factoring in specific sub-groups under these categories, such as lions being social animals and are more likely to acquire a human lover, cheetahs more likely to need a service human pet to help with their anxieties, maned wolf being solitary type, etc. and other facets, like countries/areas, cultures, when/which eras, political affiliations, etc.

hope this answers your question, love!

Hello, I've been binging your Masterlist and I just want to say your OCS are exquisite —anonymous

i think you're exquisite as well, love! <3 thank you~

Are you eventually going to do more father fox content?? He's my favorite and I love him so much ♥️ —anonymous

ye! i have couple requests for more hcs for him~though they're all kinda pretty broad. if you have anything more specific for a hc request, hmu! i'd love to write a full piece of him someday too, since i think his quietly manipulative personality is fascinating to work with.

Daddy Bull and Duke content soon? I NEED these two fine beasts in my life!!! And can’t wait till the cute baby arrives!!! And hopefully many more…😋🥰 —anonymous

send in a request then~! preferably something a bit less broad, aha, but yes!

i especially would love to write a full story of those two someday, maybe as a book?

Hi hey sorry to bother you, hypothetically if I wanted to make an ai bot of one of your beastfolks, would that be alright? If not I totally understand, I just want to make sure! —anonymous

as long as there are proper credits included, go for it! just please be sure to link back to me if you do make one <3

whewwww, i...really hope i didn't miss anyone. most of them were (or looked like) a request of some kind and two i wanted to put into their own posts for me to answer soon.

hope yall are doing wonderfully and are having at least a decent holiday season!! ima try and get something nice out by christmas so heres hoping!! just...gonna decide on which i wanna do...lol.

#ghosts are curious.👻#☠️not writing...#anonymous #asked #answered #☠️monster is whispering...#beastfolks #beastfolk

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So I love Jollz and joshseki but nobody writes about valorant streamers 😔

I was wondering if you would??

Like ik jollz makes a ton of mom tokes all the time but what if he secretly had like a wife or something?? He's 30 now so he'd probably be married for a couple of years and he randomly says something about his relationship on stream or like reader walks in during a stream by accident not remembering hes streaming?

And joshseki has a girlfriend he met through valorant and they started living together? Like his chat randomly starts noticing pink stuff around his gaming room and stuff (like they share a gaming room) and start getting suspicious?

IDKK I just love them both and I think stories about the two would be so cute. And I think if someone starts writing about the two then maybe more would start as well. I know you're in the middle of an iso series right now but I like your writing because of how good and long they are.

Heya, thanks for the request! And your kind words, got me smiling like an idiot for too long haha‎ ‎ Also so sorry for the delay, literally everything happened when you sent this I am fish and the reckoning cinematic is my water I just CAN'T stop watching ‎ ‎‎‎‎ Writing about real people is a very new concept for me so I hope I did well on this. Have a good read!‎! ‎ ‎

[ Jollz x F! Reader ] / [ Joshseki x F! Reader ]

Words: 1k each‎ ‎

Note: Please don't copy or steal my work and pass it off as your own! If you'd like to use one of my headcanons or something, I'd love it if you tagged or asked.‎ ‎‎ ‎

。+❤ฺ·。❤ฺ·。+❤ฺ· +❤·。❤ฺ·。+❤ฺ·

Jollz!

This morning had been a slow one for Jollz. His routine was the same as any other one. He woke up, washed up, and went to the kitchen to make his morning coffee whilst chatting with you. He had a timer on his phone to specifically announce when he should get to his office to start streaming. But even after it struck and he had arrived to turn on his computer, he didn’t gain any of the energy he normally had every other day.

Moving his mouse felt like a drag, let alone actually focusing on the upcoming game. And the topic that the chat had taken up once people had gathered didn’t exactly help either; people mostly started comparing their morning routines after their previously relaxed greetings spiralled.

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‘Yo whats ur morning routine?’

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“Guys, this is gonna be hard to believe, but my morning routine isn’t crazy. It’s ten minutes long.”

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He tapped his index finger on the mousepad as he read a few responses from the chatters. This drab talk about morning routines was definitely not on his list of ‘entertaining things to talk about’, and it only further exhausted him.

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“Yeah, no, I’m only playing a couple games today. No idea why I’m so tired, though.”

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‘only single people have 10 min morning routines’

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‘facts’

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A few other people were also quick to agree with this sentiment; all except for the obvious, Jollz, and he couldn’t help but laugh at this exchange with a particularly prideful smile. He sat back and smugly checked out his nails as he spoke,

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“Trueee. Single people have way too much time on their hands. Glad I'm not one of them.”

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He knew exactly what he was doing with these words. And almost as if it were on cue, his smile only widened to a grin once he saw the stream of oncoming messages the moment he stopped talking. And he didn’t really need to read anything to know that they were demanding an explanation for such a bold statement.

Now this was the excitement he was used to, he mused.

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“‘What do you mean by that?’ I’m just saying what we’re all thinking here.”

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‘Jollz youre speaking in code’

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“Speaking in code? That’s wild...”

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The door behind him swung open, and a set of gentle knocks that accompanied them interrupted the entertainment he was deriving from the catastrophe. Luckily, by the sound of the steps he heard earlier, Jollz already knew it was you before he turned around to meet your gaze.

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“Hey, babe, are you…”

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He stopped once he noticed the full cup of coffee in your hands, and the lack of steam from the drink was enough to tell him what you didn’t need to say. Jollz had forgotten the coffee he made in the kitchen this morning. Again.

Which also explained why he was so bloody tired, but that’s by the by.

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“Wait, hold on, listen–”

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“This is the third time this week.”

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Jollz sat up with a guilty smile as you approached with his cup, and he couldn’t help but scramble for reasons to defend himself.

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“Fair point, but…”

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“Don’t take this the wrong way, but I can’t help you if a fly ever happens to drown in this.”

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Of course you’d say that, he thought. The mere thought of a fly grossed you out, let alone digging one’s corpse out of a drink.

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“Yeah, so, in all fairness, I actually had something scheduled.”

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“Today?”

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You stopped at his desk and set down the cup in an empty spot on his desk, but there were a multitude of tabs open on one monitor and Valorant proudly displayed on the other. They all seemed to be calling for your attention. You were only vaguely familiar with most of the software that he had open; however, it wasn’t exactly hard to isolate the chat amongst everything. It rapidly moved with messages you couldn’t read from this distance. But the worst part was that you could see your own reflection on the webcam as you stood behind him.

Uh oh.

Your attire, being a casual nightgown, did not meet the standards expected of someone standing in front of a bloody audience. Well, not your standards, anyway. A tinge of red painted your cheeks once you’d finally put two-and-two together.

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“You didn’t tell me you were streaming today. Am I interrupting?”

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“Oh yeah, totally. It was intense before you came in. VCT-level gameplay.”

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You lightly laughed once he pointed to the timer whilst it searched for a game before pulling him close and planting a kiss on his cheek.

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“I’ll let you handle it. Best of luck, dear.”

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Cheeky, you mused to yourself as you walked out of the room. But being the guy who always resorted to knifing everyone whenever he could, it made sense for him to be just that.

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“Thanks babe.” He took a sip shortly after, grimacing at the temperature before he set it down. “Ice cold coffee, my favourite.”

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That one sip seemed to work in rejuvenating him, however, and he was definitely grateful for that. Only now did he actually take notice of what the flood of messages were actually saying. And once they came down from their shock, they inferred exactly what was going on.

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‘dear 🥺’

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‘Girlfriend’

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‘ya thats his gf alright’

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Quick on his feet, he prepared another statement sure to stir the pot that was his viewers’ confusion.

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“Why’s ‘girlfriend’ your first guess? She could be my friend’s mom, for all you know, and they’re just visiting today.”

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‘That’s not stopping you jollz 💀💀💀’

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‘YOU CALLED HER BABE’

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They shortly spammed the words ‘babe’ and ‘thanks babe’ to subtly remind him of how he referred to you earlier.

To put it kindly, this statement was instantaneously shot down by the chatters. If their words weren’t indicative of that, the emotes they typed out alongside their growing surprise definitely made it clear. Besides, it wasn’t that hard to tell, considering you were exactly Jollz’s type, down to the mellow tone of your voice.

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‘is she actually ur gf tho’

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“Bro, don’t act confused. I’ve been wearing my wedding ring the whole time; you should’ve seen it by now.”

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His viewers flooded the chat with demands to be shown this mysterious ring he spoke of. And at that, he held up his hand with faux ignorance to reveal the multitude of rings he wore. Somehow, both this and the ‘clarifying’ statement only further confused the chatters.

Girlfriend, sure, but marriage? They probably would’ve doubted it if they hadn’t seen concrete proof mere minutes ago. Oh, but it technically should’ve been easy for them to infer his relationship status on account of the one secured around his ring finger. Not that it blended in, or anything.

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“It’s right here,” he extended his ring finger, “get it together, chat.”

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He teased with a cheeky smile before lifting his cold drink for another sip. If the coffee wasn’t quick enough to energise him, this conversation surely did.

Joshseki!

Josh’s gaming room was quite a minimalistic one. Despite having a notable array of colours that pleasantly complemented each other, they were still muted; and the structure of the furniture he’d picked out was delicately balanced between comfortable and presentable.

All of it fit his calm personality to a tee (when he wasn’t playing Valorant), and was also easy on the eyes. Especially for the viewers.

So during one particularly annoying game, once Josh unknowingly shifted his chair to the right as he spoke to his teammate, an annoying Reyna, one of his viewers’ eyes immediately locked on the hazy pink object that was set on the American sycamore dresser a few feet away. To say the bright pink item stood out despite the distance and the pixelation would be a massive understatement, and the fact that it sat there with no explanation only increased their curiosity to an exponential degree.

The only viewer who actually noticed this decided to type out his question,

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‘josh whats that behind u’

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Unfortunately for them, however, he didn’t catch the question amongst the onslaught of similar messages that were flooding the chat referencing the toxic duellist he was currently dealing with.

The game had been going on for nearly two hours, and the twentieth round promptly ended in a loss. Once they respawned and the overtime pop-up box appeared, everyone except for him immediately voted for the game to continue. Only one vote was required for it to end in a draw. He sat back with a sigh and took off his headphones so as to not listen to the demands of his teammates.

This seemingly simple move, however, covered up the pink object behind him.

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“What did I tell you, chat? This is what happens when I’m not the instalock. I’m drawing; I don’t care.”

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‘WHATS THAT BEHIND U\’

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The moment Josh looked towards the chat for a response, they quickly snatched up the opportunity and asked, but their message was drowned out by a union of agreement on their side.

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“‘Draw?’ Let’s go. See, I knew you guys would come around.”

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And with that, the game ended. He luckily couldn’t hear anything his teammates were saying since his headphones were off. He shortly grabbed them once they were all disconnected and went to put them on. An off-screen voice came up from the other side of the room before he could, asking a question muffled to the chat.

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“Yeah, I closed the door.”

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He responded, and the chat was overwhelmed with ‘who?’ and variations of the simple question. The voice increased in volume once more, presumably in response to his statement, and he looked back with a wide grin.

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“When’d he get here? Chat, wait, I have to take care of Nogu.”

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Josh stood up and walked out of the camera’s frame, revealing both the pink object and a baby pink dress splayed out on the couch. If that object and the mysterious voice didn’t cause enough of a fuss, this one absolutely did, and the chat erupted with even more questions despite him not being present.

He grabbed the cat from the other side of the room and left so he could put her outside. And by the time he came back, it had been discovered that the mysterious pink object was lipstick, further increasing their suspicions that there was another person in the room. And to say Josh came back to chaos would be a gross understatement.

He was bombarded with questions the moment he sat down and put his headphones back on. But after about a minute of staring blankly and attempting to decipher them, he managed to catch a repetitive question asked over and over.

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“‘Is the dress a gift?’ Chat, not every gift should be a Valorant skin. But no, it’s not.”

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He seemingly mistook their intention behind the question as he queued into another game, much to their frustration, and they responded the only sensible way before he’d move on from the topic.

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‘WHY IS THERE A DRESS’

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“It’s for my girlf–”

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“Josh, he’s still ruining my game!”

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The same voice spoke loudly from behind him once more. This time, however, it was audible enough and allowed the chat to finally comprehend what was being said. But before any more investigation could occur, a mysterious woman, you, popped up into the frame with the same rascal of a cat that spent the past twenty minutes sleeping on your keyboard and ruining your own game.

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“You watched me close the door this time!”

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“Yeah! He probably snuck through the opening.”

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It sounded plausible enough, what with how flexible the feline was and the considerably large opening just beneath the white door. You set him outside the corridor as Josh followed your movements, pushing Nogu away until he was at a safe distance before slamming the door shut. Then, you walked away, noticing a few seconds later what all of the confusion was about.

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“Hi chat! That’s my dress.”

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You pointed at the now-obscured lace dress before disappearing and going back to your setup. Once he turned his chair to face the monitor, he noticed the chaos that ensued in the chat, especially the flow of messages that were too quick for him to keep up with.

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“You guys heard that? It’s her dress.”

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The announcer’s voice immediately interrupted his words, and he was launched into the game. But the chat mulled over the design of the dress as Josh aimed to pick Reyna the moment he was allowed to. Despite only seeing it for a few seconds, they noted its formality…

Definitely a date night, huh?

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