#but nooo i was too tired and wanted to go to sleep early but the sleep never came and the task is firmly stuck in tomorrow mode

[burningcomputerpersona]

second night of not being able to fall asleep since the new semester started. now im remembering why i stopped taking my adhd meds

[chuluoyi]

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based on an ask but i can't find the post :') and i'm working on remarried empress au i promise :'D so please make do with this first. anyways, more domestic dad!gojo and reader ahead~

a part of gojo's love entries

“mph, so cold...”

satoru was awoken by the chill biting at his whole body as he realized he was naked from the waist up, and saw that you, vast asleep, were hogging the whole blanket to cocoon yourself.

this is why i’m freezing! but eh...

and then he really saw you. curling up with messy hair, lips adorably pursed even in your sleep, and overall, you looked so soft and vulnerable in his eyes.

mine, all mine... satoru didn’t need to blink to see you better but he did anyway, and the sight brought a fond smile to his face. you were rightly exhausted after last night and he quietly snickered to himself, thinking of your mewls. out of cuteness aggression, he hugged you along with your blanket and planted kisses on your face.

“mm, ahh...” you groaned, and he dived in to suck your neck.

your smooth skin and soft pants... gods, he just wanted to gobble you all over again—

“go... awaay...” but then you flipped your body away from him, mumbling and hiding your head under the blanket altogether.

satoru was left reeling at the refusal, heartbrokenly pouting, but then he heard the pitter patter of tiny steps and immediately looked at the door to find his cute son curiously opening the door and peeking his head inside.

ah, another one of his great blessings.

“hey you.” satoru grinned immediately as his toddler’s round blue eyes widened in slight surprise. “why are you awake so early? come here.”

“yaaay!” the munchkin cheered at the invitation and was really about to jump into the bed when he sat up to stop him. “shh, don't be too loud!”

“—?” his boy looked at him with a sad frown as he picked him up and placed him on the bed next to him.

“oh no, don’t be sad. just let mama sleep longer, yeah? she’s tired.”

“mm, why?”

“why? well, she didn’t get enough sleep, that’s why.”

“but you sleep together...?”

“hmm~ we played a game a bit before sleeping and it ate all her energy.”

satoru mentally did a victory pose as his minion no longer questioned him, but then his clear eyes were transfixed on his bare body. “papa, you nakey...?”

your curious son was adorable in every way. he inherited your natural cuteness and satoru wanted nothing more than indulging him but...

he suddenly engulfed him in a bear hug and squeezed him tightly, making him almost squeal.

“yes! and now i’m cold so you’re my new heater!”

“waaaaa nooo!”

it was a morning just like any other day, with his baby and his wife, and yet satoru knew that surely today was going to be a good day.

“minion, you do know i love you and your mama veeeery much, don’t you?~”

epilogue

it happened during breakfast. you were sitting your son in his high chair and about to prepare simple omelet for the three of you to share when you heard it—

“mamaaa, what game did you and papa play? wanna play too!” your innocent boy asked with gummy smile, and you cocked your head in confusion.

“game...?”

“papa said you played a game together... at night!”

you honestly couldn’t connect the dots together, so you turned to your husband for help... but satoru merely awkwardly chuckled to himself.

“papa said... the game makes you tired and ate your energy!”

tired? ate energy? the gears in your head were turning and you came to a conclusion so quick as you shot a glare at satoru.

“well, it is a game your papa really enjoys,” you scathingly replied, not looking away from him as he inwardly gulped. but oho, you were in no forgiving mood this morning and so you wickedly smirked.

“let’s try to ask him about it. so, papa, what did we play again, hmm?”

[syoounn]

𝓐𝓭𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝔂𝓸𝓾...

•BSD men with their drunk s/o

•Characters: Chuuya, Fyodor, Sigma

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Chuuya

After you went partying with your friends.. it's not surprising that you were drunk and, of course... Chuuya has to take you home.

Once both of you arrived, he laid you down on the couch and started to take off your shoes.

"Doll.. I told you not to drink too much.." He said as he sighed.

"I'm not drunk.. just.. uhhhhh" You were completely dizzy and can't think straight as all you can think you were lying on the soft sofa.

"Yes you are."

Chuuya sighed again and sat down next to you, ruffling your head a bit.

"Maybe you need a sober-up kiss?" He said.

"I'm not reaaally drunk...!" you said, slurring your words as you eyelid slowly getting heavy.

"Mhm sure. You barely can speak."

Chuuya chuckled the way you protested was adorable he then leaned in close to your face.

"You want this kiss or not?"

You were too drunk to think and couldn't really understand much of what Chuuya was saying, as you squeezed Chuuya’s cheeks as you were sleepy.

"You're so haaandsooome..~" you said, giggling and smiling.

Chuuya smiled and then leaned closer and pressed his lips to yours. The kiss was tender and gentle. He pulled back after a few seconds and smirked, chuckling slightly.

"Feeling more sober now?"

"Nooo..." You said as you cling to him more, and feeling his warm body makes you more sleepy.

"Hmh. thought so"

Chuuya rolled his eyes playfully and then laid down next to you, wrapping his arms around you and holding you in his arms. He then waits for you to fall asleep.. and kept thinking of how adorable you were as that was what makes him love you more.

Fyodor

You saw a bottle of wine at the table.. you never really saw Fyodor drinking as you decided to take a sip, not knowing this wine was strong.

As you heard the door opened.. You saw Fyodor as he smiled at you.. "Myshka.. forgive me, i couldn't return home early.."

"Hmm.. Welcomeee home..!~" You said in your drunk state and smiling warmly.

Fyodor takes one look at you and there slurred speech. "My, you have been drinking Myshka?.. Perhaps you drink that wine i prohibited you to drink, have you?"

You were in trouble as you forgot about that. You were just curious and take a sip.. you don't know what happened next, and how did you end up feeling heavy and sleepy.

Fyodor lets out another gentle chuckle and slowly walks over to you, his dark eyes locked onto yours and his expression one of slight amusement.

"It is written all over your face, dear. Fyodor frowns, then walks up to you. "Don't play dumb with me."

He said as his tone was getting serious.. and you realize you were really in a big trouble. A dark look slowly takes hold of Fyodor's face as he walks over and sits beside her, his voice taking a sharp tone.

"You can't fool me, dear. This time, you might just have to face a punishment."

You can feel the coldness in his voice as you look at him frowning..

"Im.. sorry.." You said with a pleading look.

"You were told not to drink without my permission. My, my, you've been disobedient, aren't you?" He said sighing..

"Therefore, I must admit, you really are much more... malleable in this state.." His hand lands on your cheek and turns your head to face him as his other hand cups your chin. "In fact, I believe it would be quite fun to spend the rest of the evening with you like this. You're so adorable right now.."

He spoke again, leaning closer to you. "Shall we have fun tonight, Myshka?" Before you could even speak, your sleepiness took over, and you were completely falling asleep.

Fyodor merely chuckles and, with an expert hand, carries you into the bedroom and carefully lays you down on the bed.

"Sleep well.. Myshka.."

Sigma

You were tired of waiting to Sigma to get over from work, so you decided to head to his office.. but before you can even go, you spotted a bar as you decided a few drinks wouldn't hurt, right?

As Sigma finished his work, he saw you stumbled across the hallway. Sigma’s expression dropped almost immediately as he saw you walk towards him while stumbling. He panicked almost immediately and began to walk faster to meet you halfway. He looked slightly worried as he reached you.

"Are you alright, love.." He said his arms, wrapping around you as he looked at you with concerned eyes. He later realized you were drunk as you smelled like alcohol.

You smiled as you nuzzled your face to his neck and clinging to him.

"Hm.. you smell so nice.. i missed you.." You said still clinging to him.

Sigma’s grip around you tightened to stop you from possibly falling over.

“Of course you did love.” Sigma said as he smiled, “But you should listen to me when I tell you to wait for me.” Sigma chuckled once more before speaking again. “Did you drink while I was gone, love?”

"Noo..." You said, looking at him sleepy.

Sigma smiled at you as he stroked your hair.

“Come now, I don’t believe you.” Sigma said. “And you already look so tipsy.” Sigma chuckled again as he looked at you, and headed to your shared bedroom Sigma would then gently place you on the bed and lay you down gently, once you were down he would cuddle up beside you and wrap his arms around you while pulling you closer to him.

“There you go.��� He said softly as he sighed and looked into your eyes as he thought you looked so adorable looking drunk and sleepy.

“You should take a nice sleep, love.” Sigma whispered softly as he continued to cuddle up against you. His breath would hitch occasionally as he started to become a bit tired as well.

You've stared at Sigma’s face for a while, admiring him.. as he noticed.. a slight blush appeared on his cheeks as he smiled softly at you and kissed your forehead.

"I love you.." You said as he smiled softly after hearing your words of affection, despite you being drunk.

“I love you too.” Sigma replied as he pulled you closer towards him. He held you tight in his arms as he whispered those three words once more. He knew the alcohol would eventually knock you out, so he decided to continue and say those words one last time before you did.

“I love you, love. I will always love you.” He whispers once more.

As you proceed to fall asleep deeply, while feeling his warm embrace..

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[reverie-starlight]

...some atsumu fluff to warm up for the birth month of me AND this blog bc he is my husband. extremely self-ship coded bc I set a million alarms and snooze them all and it would piss him off, which I love doing <3

gn!reader, no physical descriptions, university student reader. fluffy fluff. very short.

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atsumu groans when he hears your alarm go off for the fifth time that morning. it's loud enough that the sound travels from behind the closed door of your bedroom all the way to where he's leaning against the kitchen counter, drinking his morning protein shake. he hears the exact moment you cut off its wailing two seconds later.

"looks like it's gonna be one of those mornings," he mumbles to himself, taking another sip. he tries to savour his last moments of early morning peace before chaos breaks out.

getting you up in the mornings could be... challenging... to put it kindly. there are just some days you don't want to get up for class or make the trek to campus. he regularly hears you whining about how you screwed yourself over with choosing too many early classes. if he's being honest, it makes him even more satisfied with his decision to not attend university. he's spent many mornings trying to coax you out from under the covers to no avail.

but thankfully miya atsumu loves a challenge.

his success rate has been 100% lately, much to your dismay and begrudging appreciation, because you both know you care too much to actually miss a lecture, no matter how much you value your sleep. so after downing the rest of his smoothie, he puts his glass in the sink and pushes himself off the counter, heading to the bedroom.

he enters the room with no intentions of being quiet and jumps right onto his side of the bed. he bites back a grin when you startle and mutter some colourful words under your breath.

"babyyyy~" his voice is full of excitement and he just knows it's making you regret shutting off your alarms.

"atsumu, please, five more min-" you begin whining, but he cuts you off.

"nope! ya gotta start your day, or you're gonna be late." he places a hand on your shoulder and shakes you a bit.

you groan. "'tsum, please. I'm so tired..."

he tuts a little. "no can do, I'm afraid. you're the one who told me you've got an exam comin' up next week."

you don't respond and he grins, knowing he's getting closer. he moves his hand from your shoulder to the comforter covering your body and rips it off.

"ATSUMU!" you shriek, trying to steal back its warmth and go back to sleep.

the blonde just laughs and presses a kiss to your forehead when you lunge for the covers. he relents and lets you believe he’s showing mercy, watching as you bury yourself back into a burrito.

“five more minutes, but if you’re not up by then I’ll really make ya regret not listenin’.”

you scoff and wave him off, incorrectly assuming he’s gone soft on you.

four and a half minutes later, he’s sneaking back into the bedroom and waiting until his timer hit exactly five minutes to pounce on you.

you yelp a little, but it quickly dissolves into peels of laughter as his hands attack every side of the blanket prison you had unknowingly trapped yourself in.

“atsumu, nO!” you attempt, but you can’t reach him from inside the blanket and he knows.

"ya brought this on yourself, sweetheart. could've had me waking ya up with kisses and some sweet talk, but ya just have to make things difficult for me, hm?"

“nooo I’m sorryyyy-“ you plead for forgiveness, beg him, anything to get him to stop tickling you.

he finally relents a bit when he realizes that you might not be able to breathe under there and watches as you peek your face out a bit, weary eyes glued to his form.

“are ya gonna get up now?”

he snickers when you nod fervently and pats your leg over the comforter. “alright, hurry up, then. I made ya coffee. I’ll walk with ya to the train.”

“won’t you be late, then?” you ask on your way to the washroom.

he shrugs. “worth it.”

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again, super short, but very sweet I hope. birth month calls for lots of content for my favs, so get ready <3

[scarlet4rose]

Sleepless without you

Jess Mariano x reader

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story: your boyfriend Jess wakes you up in the middle of the night cause he can't fall asleep, he's too busy thinking about you

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It´s 3 am and Jess lies awake in his bed. Every time he closes his eyes, he sees your face before his eyelids. He turns around in bed, but he can't get you out of his mind. Jess sighs, thinking about you all the time without you with him is driving him crazy!

When he dropped you off at your house at 10pm, you said you were super tired, so he didn't want to ask you if he could stay over. So he had decided to go to bed early himself too, but now he couldn't find any sleep no matter what he tried. Dammit! One thing was clear, despite of what he had set out to do he just had to see you!

A few minutes later, he had crept to your house in the dark of night and was now standing in front of your window. He knocks, at first gently, then louder.

"Y/n", he whispers your name and fervently hopes you hear him and have not yet fallen into a deep sleep. After a while he hears noises in your room and you open the window a crack.

"Jess?", your sleepy voice couldn't sound any sweeter to Jess and he starts to grin "Yes, it's me babe, as I live and breathe"

You open the window all the way to let him in and he doesn't let a second pass before he joins you in your room.

"What are you doing here?" you ask confused, "I thought we were both going to bed early?" Jess pulls his left leg through the window and is immediately right in front of you, he puts his hands on your hips and gives you a quick kiss on the cheek. "Change of plans, I guess."

"Oh nooo, Jess, I'm really tired," you sigh.

"Yeah, me too, angel"

"Then why the hell didn't you stay home in bed?"

Jess smiles guiltily and lets out a small chuckle "I couldn't sleep without you. I just... I couldn't help it, I had to come here to see you" Your knees go a little weak and you notice his gaze, which he hasn't yet taken away from you for a mere second.

You sigh again "Alright Jess, then stay, I guess" Jess leans in and kisses you deeply, he pulls away from you and then gives you a second kiss. he really can never get enough of you.

"Thanks, babe, I was hoping you'd say that" he then laughs suppressedly "Without your mercy, I probably would have died of insomnia tonight" you roll your eyes "Oh please! The way I see it, I'm the one now who's gonna die of insomnia tonight instead"

Jess shakes his head as he gently twists your body around so that your back is now pressed against his chest. He slowly walks you back to your bed in the corner of the room. "Nah, no way Y/N. You`re gonna get your sleep, I promise".

Standing in front of the bed, he slowly lowers you onto the mattress and pulls the covers over you before getting in bed himself. He wraps his arms around you and whispers softly "Y/N, angel, I swear I came here just cause I needed to see you. Needed to be with you, alright?" You can't help but smile while you lean back against him "Oh Jess, I guess you`re growing soft. My Jess, my poor Jess..."

Jess frowns slightly "whatever that means. I snuck out and came here to see my girl, that`s not... well- I thought you wanted to get some sleep. You wanna start arguing now?" You grin and turn your head around to kiss your boyfriend on the cheek

"No need to argue, baby, you´re the toughest guy I know, really. well, and...", you can feel his heart beating faster behind you, "and I love you"

Jess presses a kiss on your forehead and hugs you even tighter.

"I love you, too, Y/n"

you snuggel into him and the two of you drift off to sleep.

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[ferrarrigirl]

could you do a fic where carlos has children and it just tonnes of fluff? thxxxx

A/N: AHH ty for my first request. I hope you like it xxx Also ignore the pictures idk why they are coming up in a weird order :(

Also Check out my poll for favorite kiddie from the fic

BANG. You jump out of bed hearing something smash out in the kitchen. Immediately you turn to the side, seeing Carlos fast asleep beside you. He must have gotten in late last night and snuck in without waking you. You told him he should stay in Singapore and celebrate the win with the team, but he wanted to be at home with you and the kids. You rush to put your slippers on and move towards to where you heard the loud noise from. Peeking into the kitchen you see your oldest daughter holding a broom while your boy sits on the kitchen stool watching Elena with a guilty face. You step into the kitchen, catching Elena’s attention.

“Oh no, sorry Mama, I didn’t mean to wake you.”

“That’s okay amor,” you reply moving to Mateo and kissing his cheek, “but what are you doing up? You should’ve woke me if you were hungry, I could’ve made you something.”

“We saw Papa’s car in the driveway and wanted to surprise him for winning,” Mateo says looking up at you with the same big brown doe eyes his Papa has. You can’t help but break out into a grin, these kids really were the best.

“Well we would’ve been able to surprise you too if Mateo didn’t go and smash the bowl on the ground,” your daughter spills. You giggle lightly, she’s always been the feisty one.

You now move towards her, grabbing the broom from her hand “that’s okay bebe, I can help you both now and we can make Papa a nice big breakfast.” You split the kitchen; with you cooking the eggs and sausage, Elena on fruit cutting duty, and Mateo mixing the pancake batter, the only thing you were sure he wouldn’t mess up. God was that boy clumsy. Within 20 minutes, all 3 of you had the kitchen island filled with a gourmet breakfast buffet.

“Cmon you know the drill,” the kids groan knowing their mom has to take a picture to document this. They would look back and appreciate it you thought.

“Perfect” you say snapping a picture of them standing behind the plated goodies. “Okay you two go brush your teeth, I’ll wake Noah and Luna and then we can surprise Papa.”

As your oldest two kids scurry to their rooms, you head in the direction of your younger boy. You sit down on the bed next to him, “Morning Noah, time to wake up baby”, you say, lightly running your hand through his beautiful dark hair. The same brown eyes flutter open and close as he cuddles into his stuffed Lightning Mcqueen. Ever since Charles gave him that, they’ve been inseparable.

“Nooo still tired Mama.”

“Cmon, me Elena and Mateo already made breakfast and there’s pancakes for you,” you try bribing him. No reply. You try again, “Papa’s back.”

PAPA’S BACK?” He jumps out of bed and ontop you.

“Shhh yes bubba but he’s sleeping,” you say rubbing his back, “So let’s go get you ready and then we can surprise him.” Happy with this plan, you get your third child into the bathroom and ready and bring him out to the kitchen so Elena can watch him. You sigh, only two more to wake up.

You head back to your bedroom, joining Carlos on his side of bed, you lean down and press a kiss to his cheek, “Good morning race winner.” He slowly opens his eyes giving you a lazy smile as he pulls you down into bed with him. 

“Morning carino, what are you doing up so early, come cuddle,” he says nuzzling his face into your neck, pressing light kisses along your shoulder. You lightly giggle while reminding him ‘Are you forgetting the house full of kids we have?”

You feel his smile grow against your shoulder, “I could never,” he jokes back, “I missed you guys so much.”

“We missed you more bub.”

You give yourself another 5 minutes to bask in his warmth while you can, just lying in his strong hold, feeling his hair tickle your ear. These are the moments you miss most every time he has to leave for a race weekend.

“Hmm, alright get up,” you peer over at the clock, “Luna’s gonna be up in 5 minutes, which gives you enough time to get ready, get her and meet me in the kitchen,” you say while pulling yourself out of bed. You drop another kiss to his cheek and as you walk out the door, you can’t help laugh while hearing Carlos groan and mutter “Yes ma’am.”

Back in the kitchen, Noah, Elena and Mateo all sit in the stools lining the island, waiting patiently for breakfast to be served. You’re surprised that they haven’t all rushed to Carlos in bed yet, they must really want to surprise him for the win.

“How long Mamaaaaaa, I’m hungryyyyyy,” Noah whines. There it is you think.

“Soon bubs, he’s just getting Lu.” Moving to the fridge, you grab Luna’s bottle, knowing she’ll be hungry the second she sees you and as you shut the fridge door, Carlos walks into the kitchen holding baby Luna.

“Surprise Papa!” Your kids yell running to Carlos engulfing him in a big family hug. You carefully grab Luna so he can give each of his babies a hug and kiss as they yell different congratulations his way.

He notices the breakfast feast behind them, “Did you guys make all this for me?”

“Si Papa,” says your eldest daughter with a proud grin.

Mirroring her smile, Carlos replies “Muchas gracias mi alma” and gives her another forehead kiss. You stand feeding Lu her bottle, just admiring the way Carlos helps each one plate their food and how the kids tell him everything they loved about the race.

“The DRS move to help uncle Lando was so good”

“You were going so fast”

“I felt bad for Uncle Cha”

“Was it hot”

“Is Uncle George okay”

“I knew you would win Papa”

That last one from Mateo has you tearing up (he’s always been his biggest fan), just seeing the beautiful family you’ve created and how happy the kids are. Carlos notices and comes your way, “Hermosa, why you getting all teary eyed on me hmm?” he says the same big brown doe eyes filled with concern.

“I’m just so proud of you and so happy that we could be celebrating together. Thank you for coming home,” you look up at him through your glossy eyes.

He wraps an arm around you, leans down and places a slow delicate kiss on your lips. Pulling back, he rests his forehead on yours and smiles, “Te amo carino, I’ll always come home to you.”

A/N: omg why did this turn out so adorable. I need Carlos in my life😭. Also please leave any suggestions/feedback on what you liked and didnt

[prettyrealm]

how do the newjeans members see danielle?

minji - minji thinks danielle is boy crazy - it’s definitely one of her main focuses. it may even be to the point that she’s a fan girl of other celebrities (like when they’re at events danielle may aways be pointing out how cute guys are or she loves showing pics of cute guys/celebrities on her phone to her). she also thinks danielle is super energetic - in a sense that it’s easy for her to be “on” or act cheerful whenever need be (she can get up early and stay up late sort of thing). if they’re on a vacation and everyone’s tired, danielle is the type to say “noooo, I wanna explore more!”. minji also thinks danielle is the type to do or say nice things for attention/to make herself look good, like she’ll dish out plenty of compliments but only because she wants people to say things like “isn’t danielle so charming and sweet?”, “doesn’t danielle just have such a great energy to her?” (this just how minji sees it, and she thinks she sees right through her in this sense). minji definitely feels a cultural gap between her and danielle (maybe danielle talks in english a lot behind the scenes or has a lot of english speaking friends - she doesn’t feel as korean), this isn’t necessarily bad, but it’s definitely noticeable and I think minji actually likes this because she feels like she’s made a foreign friend. she feels danielle opens her up to a wider worldview and has shown her a lot, but at the same time she does think danielle is “a lot” and definitely more to the intense side so she thinks it can be good to have breaks from her.

hanni - she thinks danielle was a good addition to the group overall. she thinks danielle boosts morale, is a good person, is someone you can do fun things with and she thinks communication between them flows really easily. on the other hand, hanni thinks danielle is naturally a very bossy person, maybe subconsciously, meaning she can tell danielle doesn’t necessarily realize how pushy she’s being. very “my way or the highway” energy. hanni thinks danielle always seems to get what she wants even if she herself doesn’t realize it. she thinks danielle is an intense person and like a bit of a bulldozer at times, sort of like she can’t really see anything but herself, for example she could be pretty bad at reading the room at times (everyone is feeling a mellow vibe but danielle is more excited and trying to start a conversation with you when you don’t feel like talking). she thinks danielle tries a lot, but naturally isn’t a very considerate person (like hanni could be upset about an article or hate comment and danielle is just like, “nooo don’t be sad. anyway guess what i did yesterday.”). hanni thinks danielle can be a bit of a bad listener, failing to pick up on hints people are dropping, say you’re too tired to watch a movie with her, danielle will keep pushing like “nooo what! but it’ll be so much fun! 😄” and now you’re up late watching a movie with her and have to get up with only 3 hours of sleep.

haerin - haerin also agrees that danielle is pretty boy crazy. she also finds danielle vapid and phony, I think haerin also picks up on what minji does where danielle is nice because she wants people to say good things about her and not because she feels a genuine need to be kindhearted (the disingenuous compliments), but she has a more negative opinion on it and can’t really see the positive side to this personality trait so to speak. she thinks danielle is very intense to the point that it overwhelms her a lot, she sees her as 0-100 and doesn’t see why danielle can’t just be in the middle. on top of this, she thinks danielle can’t let things go, for example, if danielle says something rude or mean unintentionally. like let’s say they’re out shopping and danielle sees a really ugly top, danielle will be like “hey look, you like weird stuff like that!” and when haerin is like “huh??”, danielle will apologize or address it then and there but also not let it go. haerin is the type to quickly move on from things like this and be like, “you know what don’t even worry about it” but then danielle will bring it up again later “hey tbh idk why you got mad at me before when you know i didn’t mean it” and haerin just doesn’t get this sort of intensity.

hyein - she sees danielle as someone with overall good intentions. she really appreciates her help and advice, even when danielle comes off like a know-it-all, it doesn’t bother her. she thinks danielle is super social and LOVES talking to people (that she’s very talkative in general). I do get though that hyein picks up on the same sort of accidental selfishness that hanni picks up on (“girl I don’t wanna watch the movie I wanna sleep!”). she sees danielle as a good and warm person and appreciates that she doesn’t want any negative vibes in the group and tries her best to keep that energy out, but at the same time, with danielle’s intensity, it’s not exactly peaceful being around her even when she’s at her best. she thinks danielle loves being famous and is super excited about it (she may even go to events and be like - “omg I can’t believe we’re here!!” hyein doesn’t seem like this at all, or is used to the fame so she gets surprised when she sees how starstruck danielle can get)

[satureja13]

After a few additional hours working on the devices, Rubyn called it a day and dragged the Boys over to the Cantina. Sai only followed reluctantly, he wanted to get it done already. But the others are tired and Rubyn was adamant. Jack squealed when he saw what the Cantina offered! He shoved Sai on one of the gaming mats and hopped onto the other. Jack and Sai love games of all kind and it's been far too long since they had the chance to play some video games together.

Ji Ho and Vlad stayed outside - to recharge. They are still too worn up after teleporting and the noise and commotion inside the cantina would only make it worse for them.

Jack and Kiyoshi were planning their late night Grim Reaper quests. And while Jack was still busy reading the tome, Kiyoshi asked Rubyn about some plants they could graft. Mos Verdantis is self-sufficient, so of course Rubyn owns a greenhouse. Rubyn: "Use whatever plants you want, I'm always looking for some new breeds. The greenhouse is right behind the yard we had dinner." Kiyoshi: "Awesome, thanks!"

Jeb had dragged Sai over to a little nook where they could talk for a while in peace. But Sai only had their mission to find Tiny Can (and desintegrate him) on his mind. Jeb: "Can we maybe just not talk about our problems for a while? It's the first time for ages we're on something that could count as a date." Sai stopped in his motion. A date? With Jeb? NOW? Omg!

Saiwa straightened, aghast: "Eh, sure. What do you want to talk about instead?" Jeb smiled: "We barely haven't seen each other for months. I'm sure we figure something out. I saw you started reading. What books do you like?" Saiwa blushed. It's embarrassing to tell Jeb he's reading steamy gay romance books. But it's also a good chance to get them talking about their love life, right? Sai: "Eh. I found these romance books and I really like them."

Jeb blushed. So Sai is reading books about hot guys...other hot guys. He was a bit jealous. And worried Sai could look somewhere else for the things he couldn't give him. And sad, because he couldn't give Sai what he was longing for - apparently. But this could be a good starter to talk about their love life - and to tell Sai about his worries. And maybe find some solutions? And so Jeb listened closely to what these hot guys were up to in Sai's favourite books. Surprisingly these novels were not only about making out and wild woohoos. They offered interesting plots for all tastes and endearing characters. This wasn't as humiliating as Jeb had expected it to be. They forgot time and talked for hours. They didn't even notice the others already all left.

Ji Ho and Vlad went to their tent early. Ji Ho feels how happy Vlad is to be here and on the way to their tent, he coaxed Vlad into a conversation about this place, spaceships and Star Wars. Almost just like a normal couple ^^' Ji Ho can even comprehend why Vlad is so amazed. This place is stunning.

Jack and Kiyoshi are already busy in the greenhouse - with Grim's requests.

Jack: "Huh? It's stuck somehow." Kiyoshi: "Wait, I'll help you open it up a little wider..." Jack: "Ah! That's better! ... Look at that plump stem jutting out! I can barely get my hand around it's girth!" Sai: "Hey! Do your filthy mates, just mates stuff in silence!" Jack laughed: "Are you jealous? Don't worry - we're at the greenhouse and the door got stuck. And I was referring to a plant and not to Kiyoshi's 'stem' hahaha." Sai muttered to himself: "I'm going to kill him..." Jeb: "I'm heading to the bathroom." Nooo! Sai wanted to tempt Jeb for a good night kiss before they went to sleep in their tents. Dammit. No kiss - and another night with Jack...

Sai trudged in one of the empty tents. It had been such a nice evening with Jeb, and now he'd ruined it - because of Jack! Who knows when they were able to be alone together again. He just took off his clothes and rummaged furiously in his suitcase when the tarpaulin rustled. Are Jack and Kioyshi already done? Jeb gasped: "I... I'm sorry! Forgot - forgot..." Omg, it's Jeb!

Sai dropped what he had in his hands: "What are you doing here? Aren't you sharing a tent with Kiyoshi?" This kicked Jeb out of his stupor and he laughed: "As if anyone could separate Jack from his fated mate ^^' " Sai: "Oh." Jeb was so enchanted by the look of Sai, he wasn't able to stop himself from saying: "You're utterly beautiful." Sai held his breath for a second, but he was unable to hold his words back either: "I want you so bad, Jeb."

Jeb hauled Sai in his arms and kissed him hungrily. He had no idea where this sudden boldness came from ö.Ö' But it felt so right.

What they didn't knew was, that Jack, that little rascal, stashed his Romantium ore under Sai's bed! The same ore that had been responsible for Jack and Kiyoshi's woohoo in the Sanctum! Let's hope Sai is never going to find it. Or he will really kill Jack ö.Ö'

'I wanna glide down over Mulholland I wanna write her name in the sky I'm gonna free fall out into nothin' Gonna leave this world for a while Now I'm free (Free fallin', I'm-a free fallin', I'm-a) Free fallin' (Free fallin', I'm-a free fallin', I'm-a) Yeah, I'm free (Free fallin', I'm-a free fallin', I'm-a) Free fallin' (Free fallin', I'm-a free fallin', I'm-a) Tom Petty - Free Fallin'

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[w3bgrl]

metronome

synopsis: even after long days, changbin always wanted to hang out with his members once they finally returned home. and although the other boys usually shot him down in favor of their personal time, juyeon was always there to give him company. that was - until it was bedtime - which she was very stubborn about. but tonight was gonna be different; changbin was determined to make tonight an exception.

date: december 28th, 2018

era: i am you

word count: 2k

featuring: kang juyeon, seo changbin

warnings: n/a! maybe a tiiiny bit suggestive but mostly just fluff here <3

a/n: binchu………… (；ω；)

“anddd…” juyeon smiled and adjusted to lean back on her bed as she took another bite from the popsicle, trying to remember anything else she forgot to mention about changbin’s jyp-family performance today “the fuzzy coat was definitely a choice.”

changbin crunched his last bite loudly with a pout-mixed grimace. “that doesn’t sound like a compliment.”

“well, i wouldn’t have run out of good things to say if you didn’t keep asking for another!”

“you should never run out of good things to say about me!!”

juyeon laughed and stuck her red-stained tongue out at him while tossing their wrappers into the garbage before her phone ding!ed with a text notification. she checked it lazily since she usually didn’t respond at this time unless it was her parents. and it was not, so she quickly disregarded the text and went to resume chatting with changbin when her eyes caught the time.

they had a full day of practices tomorrow for the upcoming gayo daejejeon performance on the 31st and, after noticing particular comments on some recent performances, was determined that enough hard work would change people’s minds. but she needed ample sleep to do that, which meant it was time to break the news to mr. whiny.

“changbin~” she spoke softly. her feathery tone was enough to indicate that it was his least favorite time of the day; bedtime. because while the other members closed their doors early into the night for their much-needed rest, juyeon would always offer her company. that was - until it was actually time to go to bed - in which she always gently broke the news to him so he could bid a dramatic farewell before his long journey down the hall to his snore-filled room.

“no…” he whined and caught her arm while she sat up.

“i know, but if we don’t go to bed now we won’t get 8 hours by the time we need to get up.” juyeon’s voice was warm and motherly to distract from her fingers working to pry his off.

“nooo” changbin whined again, releasing her bicep to instead wrap both arms around her waist “we get 8 hours every night. there should be exceptions sometimes.”

“exceptions?” she chuckled and wiggled her fingers under his palms to loosen the grip around her stomach, attempts futile once he realized she was trying to escape. iron-barring his arms around her, changbin’s hair tickled her sides after his cheek pressed against her ribs during his efforts to stop her leaving. “exceptions for when you’re fine having dark circles the next day?”

“no!” changbin was called whiny for a reason “exceptions for when we should make an exception! and i say that tonight is that night!”

juyeon gave up on fighting this uphill battle and instead twisted to look down at the ‘dark rapper’ who now looked back up at her sweetly, not-so-subtly presenting his aegyo to butter her up.

“aren’t you tired?”

her voice was so tender now; soft and breathy and all resonance in her throat. she was normally soft spoken, but nights similar to this one when they were the only ones awake in the dorms transformed her voice into the sweet birdsong accompanying the morning sun, dripping with honey and comfort.

“are you?”

she nodded solemnly.

changbin now attempted to recreate that gentle way she spoke even though he was far too enthusiastic about persuading her into letting him stay to focus on his volume. “we can lay down!” came out more like a whispered shout and as juyeon’s eyebrows raised with bewilderment he corrected his tone.

“we don’t even have to talk.”

juyeon finally decided she had enough of the grip around her waist and gave a firm tug on his wrist to let him know it was time to actually let go. changbin did so promptly and leaned back, propping himself up on an elbow to keep eye-level with her.

“do you really want my company or are you just enjoying not having to listen to yongbok’s snoring?”

changbin shrugged deviously. from his new spot he could watch her bite her lip in thought and subconsciously mirrored her actions.

“but…you can’t wake up here in the morning…you know?”

he knew this very well, yet, he simply shrugged. “i’ll leave when you fall asleep.”

juyeon’s concentrated stare made changbin a deer in the headlights as she considered it. but even past the blinding gaze he could tell she was actually thinking about it, which is the furthest he’d ever gotten down this road.

finally, suddenly, juyeon stood from the bed and changbin’s hopeful eyes dulled. now out of his reach she’d say ‘maybe next time’ and open the door for him like the gentleman she was. and then he’d have to spend another night preparing to start this process all over again tomorrow.

“fine,” she pulled her socks off to get comfy (cites it as a sensory thing) and pointed at him sternly “but you’re laying down, too.”

within an instant changbin was excited again and rolled beneath the covers to lift them for the older girl who crawled under with a dopey grin. she gathered all her hair in one hand to toss it off her neck before she laid on her side facing changbin, arms tucked in close to her chest. he followed suit quickly and wiggled into a comfortable position as he faced her, the only light in the room being the weak fairy-lights taped to the ceiling, which illuminated their faces just enough to see their features without looking into their pores. changbin thought this was a nice touch considering the pimple that graciously decided to stop by today.

the air in the room became sickly saccharine as they examined one another on the small bed that left only a few inches to spare between them, both too busy admiring to think about how they looked - ogling at one another as if they didn’t know the context. however, every couple of seconds changbin would snap out of his haze to notice her eyes on his lips, which started the whole cycle over again. ‘is she - why - …her eyes are so…’

although, juyeon’s inner monologue wasn’t nearly as peaceful as changbin’s. her mind was in the clouds from the body warmth he emanated and good decision-making had been thrown out the window long before she noticed his tongue dart out to wet his lips. caught in an endless spiral of do i’s and don’t i’s, justifying her ruminating mind before tearing it right back down again, juyeon spun this circle until she arrived to the point where the will to stay rational had been completely forgotten in favor of satisfying the desire to be closer.

without a word juyeon pushed the covers off and scooted toward changbin, taking note of how promptly he moved his arm to open the space against his side for her. she made herself comfortable under his arm and laid her head on his chest, trying painstakingly to ignore the musky savor of the cologne on his skin. ear pressed to his shirt under the collarbone, juyeon giggled at his hammering heart even though she was sure hers was the same.

changbin’s hand came to rest on her shoulder and juyeon soon decided that she simply wasn’t close enough yet. so, drunk with a touch-starved appetite, juyeon shifted her position, settling with her front flush against his left side and her palm on his sternum. this proved to be better for both of them as now his fingers began to comb through her hair, stopping whenever he found a knot to gently work it free.

juyeon was now abundantly certain her heart was pounding because she could feel it. she prayed that it wasn’t just consistently knocking on his ribs to let him know something was going on inside and as his fingers tucked the hair framing her face behind her ear she finally looked up at him again.

he was already watching her with an adoring smile when their eyes met, having been too caught up in her own mind to notice how he’d been examining her features from this new angle. the realization that she’d had his undivided attention this whole time made her face hot with embarrassment and she was compelled to pass it off to him.

“pretty.” she managed to say. her attempt at making him feel shy was an immediate success as evident by his cheeks now burning crimson, shy giggles escaping his glossy lips. juyeon had to bite back the squeal forming in her chest threatening to make her pinch his pink cheeks.

there was a cocky smirk on his face once he regained his composure enough to look at her in the eyes. “not as pretty as juyeonie, though.”

juyeon was back to feeling embarrassed and hid her face in his chest with her eyes squeezed shut, eliciting another laugh from changbin, this time at her expense. the tickle of his fingertips tracing the cartilage of her ear made her look back up just to get further embarrassed.

“even your ears are red~” he beamed

“seo changbiiin.” she was now whining, which meant he was pressing the right buttons. “leave my ears aloone.”

“that’s fine, your cheeks are red too!” he chuckled and caressed the soft skin with his index finger. juyeon was quick to swat his hand away and continued her complaining even after he resumed raking through her long locks.

“i didn’t make an exception for you to make fun of me!”

“well, you didn’t give me enough attention today!” changbin returned her squeaky tone “so i deserve to make fun of you a little bit!”

his belly flipped with pride as she laughed heartily, feeling the vibrations rumbling on his side. she reached for his free hand and pulled it onto his abdomen to rub his knuckles in apology.

“you’re such a baby.”

there was a beat of silence before he answered. “sorry.”

his response was strangely somber, so juyeon looked back up at him with wide eyes only to find that same smile lingering at the corners of his lips. she looked away again.

that bedtime voice he adored returned when she spoke again, gentle and breathy. “don’t be” her fingers wiggled under his hand so she could press their palms together in a definitely-not-subtle attempt to compare them “i like you that way.”

the holy trinity of this interaction - that sweet voice she used, their hands pressed flat to each other, her rare verbal expressions of affection - very nearly made his heart skip multiple beats. he almost had to catch his breath, but then juyeon would know he had to catch his breath, so he suffered through what he thought was oxygen deprivation. (it’s oxytocin)

“don’t worry, nothing will change anytime soon.”

this sentence left a bitter taste in his mouth once he said it, and the way juyeon pulled her hand from his to set it back on his sternum suggested she felt the same way. changbin now took a deep breath to help slow his frantic heart, juyeon copying his actions before making herself at home, tossing a leg over his for a position more comfortable on her hips, now pressed as close into his side as possible.

with their conversation now ended by the sobering remembrance of the reality they would return to the next day, a comfortable silence washed over her tiny room that allowed him to hear her soft breaths begin to slow as she was lulled to sleep by the metronome-like beats of his heart. for the billionth time that night changbin smiled to himself with a swell in his chest and allowed the moment to be enjoyed, leaving the harsh reality for tomorrow.

the blaring alarm going off on her phone shot juyeon out of bed, anxiety from last night still lingering in her system even as she regained consciousness to turn the alarm off. after finally getting enough brain cells working to remember how to make the loud noises stop, juyeon analyzed her surroundings.

the items thrown haphazardly on her nightstand had been organized by her usage, clothes that were originally on the floor now in her hamper, even the stuffed animals on her bed were set up the way she always did before going to sleep. she would have convinced herself she’d imagined it all if not for the pink sticky note on her door.

‘how does it feel being a pretty sleeper? thanks for the dark circles today ( ◠‿◠ )’

[fatuismooches]

ITS 💌 ANON!! as per usual i come to you with a headcanon at ungodly hours of the night in my time. i’ve been playing too much honkai star rail…BUT!! fluff and angst combo again 🏃 ure the best :(( pls don’t follow my example and get proper rest !! thanks for always being cool hehe

Dottore making a medicine that actually does work!! you can move around like normal, no longer as tired, and ofcourse- Dottore is thrilled. He’s done it, he kisses them and he takes reader everywhere, every single place he wanted to- he checked everything, they were fine…until suddenly, they fainted and he basically finds out that the medicine could only make everything good for a short amount of time before putting reader in the most excruciating pain possible after, so sadly, zandik curses himself and gets back to work :(( he dosent care about the sacrifices, he dosent care what he has to give and what gets taken away as long as you don’t. He’s a committed man and he’s committed for until after life. Literally will reincarnate with you if he can because he will *not* let go.

TO THE FLUFF THOUGH! zandik taking atleast 1 hour everyday to do something that you like because he realizes that you miss him (and he misses you too). At first he was wary because he wanted to ensure that he could get you cured as soon as possible, but he couldn’t handle it if you were all sad and gloomy either. He didn’t want you to think of yourself as a burden and god forbid, you try to leave again (referring to that one ask where reader leaves bc they feel like a burden,, in feel like he’s be so damn scared…even if he won’t admit it). So reading you a book? sure, just be prepared for many side comments if it’s some cheesy romance novel or him reading a textbook. Drawing? hell, he’ll draw an anatomical heart with you holding it! Cuddling? he’ll wrap you up in his fluffy coat and hug you as much as you want.

- 💌 anon

AWW ILYY 💌 ANON!! Hehe I am trying my best to go to sleep earlier... it's a work in progress. Also i feel you on the HSR brainrot but I'm TBL 57, have no good artifacts since I haven't farmed, and stuck on the deer boss fight 💀 i gotta get on the grind soon 😫🫠 But you better get proper rest too!!! Or else- 💖💖

NOOO THE FLUFF GETS IMMEDIATELY WIPED AWAY TO ANGST- I can't imagine the sheer happiness you two would feel. Reader, of course, would be absolutely elated and very plainly show how delighted they are. You're running, hopping, Dottore even twirls you around and you do a pretty little spin as you fall back into his arms. You're so happy, you haven't smiled or laughed this much in ages. Dottore, as usual, doesn't show nearly as much emotion as you, but don't let that fool you. Internally, he's feeling something he has never felt before, so foreign that normally he'd be trying to get rid of it but this time he knows exactly why he's having this feeling. Thrilled, excited, proud, enthusiastic, words that could not even begin to fully describe this feeling. Centuries of work finally paid off, never to have to be repeated again. To see you so purely happy, makes him look forward to things going back to how they once were. Oh, how much fun you'd have joining him as his assistant again. The whole atmosphere and feelings of the clones in the lab are in sync for once.

Except... it all comes crashing down. Literally. When you collapse in his arms with ragged breaths, skin searing to the touch, actual tears begin to form from how badly it hurts. Immediately the mood from early deflates as he rushes to get you back to normal and ease your suffering </3 To have something he desires right in his hands, just to be snatched away from him with no warning is something he's never experienced before. He is a scholar, possibly one of the most intelligent beings in Teyvat. Such a thing shouldn't have happened to him. But it did, and he has to start over. He probably killed some people to blow off steam. No remorse. Just anger.

Sigh sigh I LOVE THIS SM. Normally, he'd scoff if it was any other activity. Especially when it's boring meetings. A whole hour? For nonsense? He finds it meaningless. His 24 hours are spent doing important things. Important things being research, experiments, notes... and you, of course. You're right, when Dottore has a goal or something he wants to reach, he just throws himself into it. No breaks, nothing, he just wants to make progress, progress, progress. Especially when it's you on the line. He'll refuse any and all contact. But he's come to realize your state deteriorates even more if your needs are not met by him. Not to mention the clones are sending messages to each other internally about how sad you are, which he decides he overhears way too frequently </3 So he knows he has to put a stop into it. (And yes, that ask was sad as hell, I still think about it 😭🥺)

Love how we agree he's a pro at drawing anatomical stuff hehe. You cut out the hearts he draws and put them on your walls or something ;( And also AHHHH THE FLUFFY COAT CUDDLING... No words can describe how much I love that scenario. It's so cute to think about both of you wearing it at the same time... you're on his lap, he's wearing the coat but it's swallowing your whole body up anyway since it's wrapped around, the fluff tickling your face!! <3 The book is in your hand, you both take turns reading it but Dottore interrupts whenever something dumb is said or done. Oh.. but you end up falling asleep since his voice is so relaxing and his chest is so comfy..

Ughhh eternal lovers with Dottore is hitting me right now ;( Especially when you talked about his commitment... hell yes this crazy doctor will not bat an eye at anyone else besides you it doesn't matter how long it's been. For you he has no limits. He always be intrigued and into this person who managed to worm their way into his cruel cold heart...

[stargazer-sims]

airport

Haru: Ugh... why does this morning have to be so early? It’s not even sunrise, and yet here we are, wide awake.

Senjirō: You know, not everyone’s as awake as you.

Haru: Can I help it if waking up alert is one of my many amazing talents?

Senjirō: Waking up annoying, more like it. Seriously, it’s way too early for any civilized person to be out of bed.

Taiji: I don’t usually say this, but I agree with Senjirō. Like, why’d we have to get up at this stupid hour?

Ryu: Because we have an early flight.

Taiji: But… why? I’m tired, and I don’t feel good.

Ryu: What’s the matter? Do you have an upset stomach?

Taiji: Yeah.

Haru: How do you always know what’s wrong with him, Ryu? That’s some serious psychic power.

Ryu: I’m not psychic. We go through this every time he has to get up early for something.

Haru: True.

Ryu: Taiji, I think we’re going to have to start adjusting your daily routine so it won’t be so difficult for you to get out of bed.

Taiji: *whines* Nooo… I love my bed. I wish I was in it right now.

Keigo: You can sleep on the plane, Taiji.

Senjirō: That’s what I’m going to do. Sleep all the way to San Myshuno.

Keigo: You’re not even going to wake up for snacks?

Senjirō: Don’t talk about food, please. I might be sick.

Taiji: Me too

Haru: Mmm… food. Now I want something. Think you can get onigiri at this hour?

Senjirō: *whimpers*

Keigo: Haru, can you please not...?

Haru: What? I could go for a rice ball and a coffee. Ryu, can I go look for the vending machines?

Ryu: No.

Haru: I’ll bring you something.

Ryu: We can get something once we go through security. They’ve got vending machines up there.

Haru: But, I'm hungry now.

Ryu: Be patient, please. Sarah's checking us in, and she'll be back with our boarding passes in a few minutes. Then, we can go up to the security area.

Taiji: Run the gauntlet of crazy fans, you mean.

Keigo: They'll have rope barriers up, Taiji. Besides, Ji-Soo and Sarah will be with us. It'll be fine.

Haru: I hope Eden makes it. He promised he'd be here to see me off. I’m gonna be looking for him in that crowd of fans.

Ryu: Don't worry. He'll be here. He'll want to see his brother off too, won't he?

Haru: Right! Charlie's already here. I saw him with Sheridan and Maya and some of the other tour staff. Do you think that means Eden's already here too? Can I go look for him?

Ryu: Haru, no. What did I just tell you about waiting for Sarah? You need to calm down, if you can.

Haru: I can't! You know i can't.

Senjiro: Typical.

Keigo: Senjiro, shh... you're not helping. Maybe try to think of something to distract him that doesn't also involve insulting him?

Senjiro: Such as?

Keigo: What would help you, Haru?

Haru: Ooh… can we sing something?

Ryu: Yes, quietly.

Taiji: I don’t feel like singing.

Senjirō: Me neither.

Haru: Fine. I’m gonna get up and dance. I don’t need you guys for that.

Ryu: Dance where we can see you.

Haru: You want to be the audience?

Ryu: No, i just want to make sure you don’t wander off.

Keigo: Are we having fun yet?

Ryu: Ask me that again when we’re thirty thousand feet in the air and I don’t have to be responsible for anything or anyone for several hours. Maybe then I’ll be having fun.

[grumpygreenwitch]

Fanfiction 11-12

A little bit of insight into the local unruly vamp.

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1-2-3 + 4-5 + 6-7-8-9-10 + 11-12 + 13-14 + 15-16 + 17-18-19 + 20-21 + 22-23 + 24-25 + 26-27

11

Jean woke up to find himself warm and comfortable in ways he had only glimpsed across the centuries of his life. It didn't matter that he was sleeping in his clothes, every last little ache and strain brought about by the ever-present tension of his existence was gone.

There was a wing sprawled like a blanket over him, and in the early morning light coming through the windows each feather shone as if carved out of amber. One of the angel's hands was resting lightly over the vampire's chest. Jean turned his head and had to bite down on a laugh: Alyss had buried his head under a pillow, his other arm making sure it would stay there, announcing to anyone looking that this was a traditional way of sleeping for the accountant, rather than happenstance. "Ah, sunflower," he murmured, amused and enthralled in equal parts.

It helped, he knew, that Alyss was absolutely not a warrior. Some part of him who understood the basic dynamics of angelic society had to wonder as to who had let the accountant out of the Refuge with so little in the way of self-defense. But he also knew that lack was why Alyss didn't trigger his own issues, didn't rouse the instincts that had become ingrained into him after too many lifetimes of cruelty.

He wriggled carefully free and slipped away into the bathroom. Being clean was a luxury he never tired of, and he was rubbing his curly black hair dry with a towel when he heard a gentle knock on the door.

"Nooo." The answer was a plaintive, muffled groan from the bedroom that made him grin faintly. That was, he knew, another thing about the angel: Alyss made him smile.

"I got it." He came out of the bathroom and opened the door to find Chere there with a heaping breakfast tray. "Jesus, is this his normal breakfast?"

"No, sir, it's the breakfast you get after a very eventful night," the chef replied sedately. He looked the vampire up and down, then he examined the fully clothed angel on the bed. The look he then turned on Jean was one of the most profound disappointment.

Jean took the tray. "Are you judging me for being a decent sort, Chere?" he asked in a very low, very amused rumble.

"So much, sir," the chef replied mildly before walking away.

Jean turned around and closed the door just in time to see Alyss scrabbling to a kneeling position on the bed. "Wait." The angel frowned. "Sunflower?"

"Uh..." Jean hesitated. Of the many fights he'd expected, that hadn't been one of them.

"You did. You both did! You called me a sunflower! How am I a sunflower?! Excuse me!"

Jean set the tray down on the desk by one of the windows. "You light up like one, Alyss," he said mildly. "You're closed up tight. But someone mentions accounting, or something else you're passionate about, and you open up like the sun shone down on you." He saw the angel go deeply red and moved closer, slowly reaching out to touch the fine brown hair with just his fingertips.

Alyss felt that touch to the marrow of his bones. "You were so upset over me last night. I'm sorry," he murmured.

"Well, I already cut you out of the greenbriers once," Jean replied, his fingers sliding down to follow the lines of that fine-boned faced. "Be dumb of me not to make sure you don't run into them again."

Alyss reached up to cover that hand with one of his. "Have good things happened to you since, Jean? Any good things?" he asked, and his tone was low and urgent.

Jean felt the question like balm on his battered heart. "Yes," he assured the angel, and thought, You being the best of them so far. "Do you want me to tell you what happened?"

"No. Not unless you want to tell." Alyss thought. "It'd just make me angry at someone I probably can't touch." He sounded so put out that the vampire had to chuckle. He caught his breath minutely when he felt Alyss' arms come around his waist, and the angel froze.

"It's fine."

"Do they... do they hurt?" Alyss hesitated still.

"No, they're just scars. Go on."

The angel wrapped his arms around him and rested his head against the vampire's worn shirt. "Oh, this is nice." He sounded surprised.

"Alyss." Jean dared to rest his hands on the angel's back, between those wings. "Sometimes you sound so alone."

"I"m not! I'm, well, I guess I am, but not like that." Alyss looked up at him. "It's just everyone I meet who's not from work, they're not interested in just... touch. Just comfort." He buried his face against the vampire again, basking in that rich, evocative scent, the predator and his pine aftershave. "They're just dates I'm supposed to impress so they'll give me money and gifts."

"Supposed to impress?" Jean repeated in disbelief.

"Yes. My father sends some, my mother sends the rest, and I can't avoid them forever, you know. Well, I could but... It's not their fault. They just think that's how life should be. And a few are nice at the beginning." The angel pulled away as his emotions rose. "But I'm an accountant. I like being an accountant. My mind is made of numbers. I'm not going to stop and be a, a, a decorative flower pot for someone."

"Ah, the sunflower has prickles." When Alyss made a face at him Jean smiled. "You are so much more clever than I can follow, Alyss. I can't imagine someone not taking pride in that."

Alyss stared at him with that bottomless brown gaze, and then buried his face against the vampire's stomach again. "This is nice," he confirmed firmly. "But I should let you go, you probably have things to do."

"Not a one. And I get the feeling the moment I'm alone Kliman's gonna be on my ass about helping Gevaun. Not looking forward to that one."

"Oh, you have to stay then." The angel's arms tightened around him. "You can hide in here while I work."

"You’re not working. Kliman said no work today, remember?"

"Well, yes, but I could just, just -"

"Just do the one thing?" Jean grinned down at his angel, who couldn't quite meet his amused gaze.

"Well, maybe two?"

"You shameless accountant. If you start doing work, then it's only right I face my lot, too."

"Hfff." Alyss couldn't read the good-natured trap in Jean's words; it didn't occur to him that the vampire's most likely course of action would be to sell him out to Kliman if he started working at a time he was meant to be resting. "Oh, fine, but step back. I want to give you something before you go."

Jean's brows shot up, and he took a couple of steps back to give the angel room. Alyss crawled off the bed, took those same steps forward, lifted up on his tiptoes and kissed the vampire's mouth, the contact brief and light as a feather, sweet and ephemeral, summer warmth and honey spilling from that touch to flood through Jean's entire body.

"Be careful," Alyss murmured. "I'd like it if you came back." He stepped away, picked up the breakfast tray, and disappeared into his office.

12

Kliman's anger was tempered somewhat by the news that the vampires had reached the next leg of their journey safely, that the fall of the Long Island safehouse had not compromised the pipeline in either direction, and that she would no longer have to fight the damned numbers for the whole affair. She didn't mince words, however, and Jean came out of her office shaking in spite of his best efforts. He sat on a step of the nearest stairwell and stared stonily at his hands, but the only way he could get them to stop trembling was to close them into fists.

He rubbed at his hair, his neck, his shoulders, willing the nightmares away. He wasn't in Zaria anymore. His nightmare was over - probably quite literally after Charisemnon's death. But still Moissani haunted him. He dug the heels of his hands against his eyes, and didn't look up at the quiet steps approaching, or when Gevaun sat next to him on the steps. "Sixty years, Gev," he said tightly. "Sixty years out of that fucking place, and I can't even look at her. Kliman's been nothing but good to me, and still! A stern word and a pair of wings and I'm strapped to that table all over again."

"That's not your fault," the other vampire said quietly.

"I don't care whose fault it is, I just wish it'd get better."

"Jean, you're fighting this fight alone. Cut yourself some slack. You actually stood there. You heard her. You were present enough to answer her questions."

Jean blew out a long, low breath, staring at the ceiling. "Barely. I'm a wreck, Gev. What's the point of an enforcer if I can't enforce?"

"You know she'd never ask you."

"I know, but I can't stay here forever pretending to be a groundskeeper."

Gevaun said nothing. Jean had always been the sort of man who desperately needed to feel useful. It had been used against him in the worst way, but even the atrocities his angel had inflicted on him had not cured him of that drive.

"I want to do the one job I know I'm good at, Gev."

"You will." Gevaun offered his hand. After a long moment of hesitation, Jean took it, and Kliman's Second rose, pulling him up to his feet. "You will, brother."

Jean blew out a few long breaths, shoving his hair back. It had been Gevaun who'd pulled him out back then, out of the nightmare of his life. They were brothers as far as they were concerned, in all but blood. "She's not mad?"

"About this? No, she understands. She always has. About everything else?" Gevaun grimaced, dragging in a breath through his teeth.

Jean had to smile, however faintly, at that. "Always getting me in trouble, you."

"Hey, I was doing perfectly fine on my own, it was a nice, smooth, quiet operation -"

"Quiet like a rhino charge."

"Besides, you are doing better, Jean. The sunflower doesn't faze you. Very much the opposite, no?"

"Alyss isn't a fighter."

"He's an angel, Jean, they all are."

Jean groped for the words to explain what he felt when he was with Alyss, aside from his feelings for the angel. "He doesn't wear it like a mantle, he doesn't carry it in his hand like a whip. I don't doubt he can fight but he's not a fighter."

"Ah. And it makes a difference?"

"It makes all the difference." Jean allowed the memory of the angel's ephemeral kiss to chase away the last shreds of his nightmares. "What now, Gev, what's Kliman's plan?"

"What makes you think she has a plan?"

"She... Doesn't she?"

"I mean, she did." Gevaun scratched at the stubble on his cheek and started on his way downstairs, Jean following by default. "Until last night. I think she's working on a new plan and I'm not in a position to be asking her about it, in case you hadn't noticed."

[thevelria]

Emerald (ErenxReader) Chapter 2 - Attitude

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Chapter contains swearing, drinking alcholol, mentoning drug use etc

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After only two and a half hours of sleep you wished to be dead, when the alarm started to scream into your face. You needed at least 6-7 hours of sleep to be able to function like a normal human being. But last night went way too long, you regretted the fact that you wanted to be nice to Eren.

-He didn't even deserve it -you cussed in the bathroom, brushing your teeth with eyes closed- I'm so gonna be fucked up today.

Walking back and forth in the room, you had no idea what to wear. Didn't feel the energy to dress nice, but it was only your second day, so even if the office didn't have a dress code you weren't confident enough to show up in yoga pants and hoodies. Finally you put on a black tight skirt with buttons all along on the side, a light baby blue shirt and a black blazer. Forming a lazy, messy bun at the top of your head and slipping into some heels ready to leave and face reality. You still needed the job, because you didn't turn out to be super rich during your sleep session.

You were already on the way to the car, when you remembered, you forgot the mug. Some cursing, eye rolling and wishing everyone to fuck themselves you stomped back and grabbed a beige mug from the kitchen, which had Goku on it. It was your favorite mug ever, so you felt maybe it could help you through the day.

-Morning -you mumbled under your nose, feeling the huge bags under your eyes.

-Goooood morning, honey! -Sasha jumped up from her desk, heading to you immediately -Uhh, girl what's wrong? -she widened her eyes, when she noticed how terrible you looked.

-Lack of sleep, I suppose -you sighed irritated.

-We didn't even leave that late last night -she raised one of her eyebrows -Come, let's drink a coffee!

-You didn't, but I arrived home around 4:30am -you yawned big- That coffee sounds so tempting -you searched for your mug in your bag.

-Huh? Why? What did you do? -she asked confused on the way to the kitchen.

-Eren asked me to drop him out in a hotel, then invited me for a drink. We talked and it was somehow fucking early in the morning. I'm going to die today! -you whined.

-Eren did what? He never asks any of us to...

-I don't know Sasha, I just didn't want to be a rude ass...but maybe I should have, because now I'm literally dying.

Taking sips from the hot coffee on the way back to your desk you zoned out a bit, dreaming of your comfy bed, how the bed sheets feel so soft and cozy. The thought of it almost made you cry.

-Today is the same as yesterday? -you asked Sasha, grabbing your notebook and pencil and was about to leave to her table.

-Nope, sweety. You will need to sit with Eren, he's gonna show you the exact job you will be going to do here.

-Nah, please nooo -you started fake crying.

-Good luck -she laughed out loud, because she exactly knew it was going to be a tough task not to punch Eren in the face in the condition you were in at the moment.

You took a deep, huge breath and as letting the air slowly out you grabbed your stuff, heading to his desk.

-Morning -you mumbled-Sasha said today I need to learn from you.

-Morning grumpy -he giggled- Yeah, grab a chair -he pointed behind his back.

-It's all your fault -you yawned, grabbing a chair and throwing yourself lazily.

-Yep, I know -he clicked his tongue- I'm tired too, just to let you know.

-Bu-hu, poor you -you rolled your eyes.

-Fuck, you are really an ass, when you are tired -he laughed out loud.

-Meh, shut up and show me this shit...please -you faked a cute smile.

Eren didn't say anything, just shook his head slightly, smiling at your attitude.

His low, throaty voice sounded so calming, ringing you almost to sleep. And even if you should have focused on him telling and showing you your tasks you felt slowly falling asleep.

-HEY! -he poked you with his elbow- Wake up...Jesus -he rolled his eyes annoyed.

-What? -you woke up immediately, not knowing what happened- Oh my God -you started to laugh- I'm so sorry.

-Focus...please -he clenched his jaw- I'm not gonna finish my work, because I have to babysit you, so you better start to listen.

-Wow! -you pulled a face- No need to be a dickhead -you crossed your hands before your chest. And it was your fault again...your voice is just too calming and I fell asleep listening to you -you rolled your eyes offended.

-How old are you? 10? -he hissed.

-Oh, fuck you Jaeger -you snaped back- I don't want to sit here as much as you don't want me to be here next to you! I cannot help it. I can ask Reiner, he might be a bit nicer than you...asshole.

-Drop the attitude woman -he said with a cold tone.

-You mean the attitude you are giving me now? -you raised one of your eyebrows. You really wanted to punch him in the face.

He was about to tell you some not too nice things, when Levi's door shot open and he rushed towards you two.

-JAEGER! -he screamed from the bottom of his lungs. Shit, he was truly scary as Sasha mentioned you yesterday.

-Yes, boss? -he looked at the pissed off man.

-I just got a fucking angry call from a freaking client. Where's this truck? -he slammed a piece of paper at the desk, making it shiver a little bit.

-Fuck -Eren said as he checked it in the system.

-Yeah...fuck. FUCK YOU! Why can't you just do your job, huh? I don't care what your personal problems are...one more mistake and you are OUT! -he kept yelling at him.

-You know what? -Eren jumped up from his chair, pushing you aside a bit- FUCK YOU! I'm so fucking fed up with your bullshit -he rushed out from the room, slamming the door behind him.

This bitch ass loud argument woke you up in an instant, you were sitting in the chair, grabbing your cup of coffee and didn't know what to do.

-You! -Levi pointed at you- Fix this shit! -he spun on his heels and left you alone.

Everyone froze in their action in the office, no one was brave enough even just to breathe a bit louder. You gulped big and sat into Eren's chair. After 10 minutes of wondering between the emails and checking excel sheets and documents you figured out what the problem was. You made some calls and finally it was fixed. As much you felt proud of yourself as much you felt sorry for Eren. Levi's act didn't seem fair at all. As you could see it wasn't even Eren's fault the truck being late. You slowly stood up and walked out of the room, trying to figure out where he could leave.

After wandering around for a few minutes you walked to the smoking spot and you were right. He's been leaning against the plastic wall, taking deep drags from his cigarette.

-Hey -you smiled nicely, stepping next to him.

-What? -he hissed, not even looking at you.

-I fixed it, don't worry -you tried to start a conversation. His hands were shaking like a leaf from the anger.

-Do you want a fucking trophy or what?

-Nah, I'm more like a tiara girl -you smirked.

He didn't say anything, but cracked a half smile.

-Want one? -he offered you a smoke.

-Thanks -you nodded, taking out one from the packet. You leaned closer as he clicked the lighter -He shouldn't yell at you like that. It wasn't even your fault -you said.

-Whatever -he shrugged, still shaking.

-Just try to calm down, it's not worth it -you smiled.

-Oh shut up! -he yelled at you, rolling his eyes irritated- Don't act like you know everything.

-Drop the act -you stayed calm- I know you are not an asshole even if you want me to believe that.

-Can you just leave me the fuck alone?

-Nope -you clicked your tongue- You are exactly like my former coworker. Don't think for a second that I don't know what you are trying to do.

-You don't know shit about me -he hissed, flicking the butt to the ashtray and was about to leave.

-Eren -you grabbed his wrist slightly.

He froze in his action, didn't know how to react.

-I'm sorry -he sighed, clenching his jaw.

-Let's go back -you smiled, finishing your smoke as well.

The day rushed to its end and you tried your best to focus on everything he said, taking tons of notes. Around 16:30 everyone started to pack their stuff except Eren and Reiner.

-You can go -he yawned- I won't finish sometimes soon, but you don't need to stay.

-Nah...tell me what I can help with.

-You don't have to -he argued.

-I know -you shrugged your shoulders.

-You are annoying -he rolled his eyes.

-So are you -you laughed out loud.

-Fine -he sighed- Bring your laptop, I will give you some tasks to do.

As you walked to your desk, collecting the device Sasha stopped next to you.

-What are you doing? -she looked confused.

-I'm gonna help them to finish faster -you smiled, holding your laptop.

-Levi's gonna like you -she laughed.

-I don't need his sympathy, I just wanna help the guys to finish earlier -you said with a serious tone, leaving Sasha behind.

After Eren explained what you can help with, you started to work and so all of you finished around 7.

-Yo, Reiner! -Eren stood up, grabbing his jacket- Down for a drink?

-Sorry Jaeger, not today -he waved you guys goodbye.

-Y/N? -he turned to you.

-Nah, I'm tired as hell. I want to sleep.

-Pleaseee -he pulled a puppy face.

-Eren...stop -you shook your head.

-Just one!

-I'm starving -you whined, walking to your desk followed by him.

-Then let's go for dinner first -he tried to bargain.

-You are really a pain in the ass -you sighed annoyed.

-I'm gonna wait for you at the parking lot -he winked at you, leaving the room.

You already regretted being nice to him, because now it looked like he stuck to you. It happened all the time. Whenever you were nice to someone you couldn't get rid of them anymore. Even if you loved being left alone in peace. You could have been an asshole and rejected his invitation like you usually would do, but there was something about him, which made you act otherwise. You just didn't want to hurt his feelings, you really felt sorry for this broken guy.

-Come! -you called out, when you arrived at your car.

-I hoped you would have been the driver again -he smirked, sliding in.

-Oh shut up -you rolled your eyes- You are already exhausted, pissed off and you want to drink...Like I have any other choice -you pulled an annoyed face- But I'll choose the place, something near to my place and you can catch a cab, when we are done.

-Deal! -he smiled widely.

You drove the car to your favorite bar. It was at the end of the street of your home, so it seemed like a perfect choice.

-Wall of Rose - Eren read out loud the sign of the bar- What a stupid name for a bar.

-C'mon -you got out of your car- I don't have time for you all night long.

After your order arrived at the table you started to stuff your mouth like there was no tomorrow.

-What? -you ask.

-You really are hungry.

-Duh...I told you I am. Is there any problem with it?

-No -he chuckles- Girls just usually are shy eating in front of a guy -he shrugged.

-Yeah, when they are on a date and not being with a simple coworker -you kept eating.

-Ohh...- he seemed somehow offended?!- I'm gonna get a drink. Tonic again?

-No way! -you laughed- I want a good, cold beer -you licked your bottom lip.

-Full of surprise -he chuckled, heading to the bartender.

Eren kept drinking beer after beer, getting tipsier minute by minute.

-You should stop -you said, finishing your first bottle.

-What? Why? -he yawned big, not bothering to cover his mouth.

-You drank like 4 bottles in the last 10 minutes. You're gonna get wasted.

-So what?

-Wanna talk about it? -you raised one of your eyebrows. Maybe the booze, maybe the actions of today, maybe just you being too kind to him, but he felt like he wanted to spit out everything.

-I'm so fucking miserable -he shook his head- I feel so burnt out, you know. She just keeps chewing on my life, makes everything ten times harder than it should be.

You kept silent, listening to him carefully.

-How long are you married? -you asked.

-5 years, but I have known her since diapers. She was always around, never leaving me alone. Protecting me all the time, convincing me this was love we had between us. Love? -he laughed bitter- Love my ass. She's just a freaking psycho. So fucking obsessed with me that it terrifies me to the bones. Jealous all the time, I can't look or talk to a girl without her thinking I cheat on her -he hissed angrily.

-Are you sure it cannot be fixed between you too? If you know her this long, maybe there's a chance...

-A chance for what? -he cut you mid sentence- Changing Mikasa? There's no way in hell -he laughed out loud with so much pain in his voice- God, even if we are on a divorce, if she would see us now she would try to beat the shit out of you.

-Sorry? -you looked surprised.

-Yeah...she's crazy.

-Well -you smirked- I don't know how strong she is, but believe me it's not easy to beat my ass.

-Haha, I'm sure of it, you look tough as hell -he smiled at you- I'm happy I met you, Y/N.

-Easy, tiger -you laughed out loud- Don't get too emotional, you are ruining my opinion about you being a total dickhead.

-Shut up! -he chuckled again- There's gonna be a huge ass party Saturday at Jean's place. Wanna come?

-Please, Eren...-you shook your head desperately.

-What? -he looked confused.

-I love being alone on the weekends -you laughed out loud- You have no idea how freaking antisocial I am. I hate parties... like a lot.

-Yeah, sure.

-Seriously. So, I'm sorry, but I need to pass.

-Please!

-Why? You will have your friends there, won't you?

-You are more fun to be around -he smirked at you.

-Ohh drop this shit act, Jaeger -you sat back at your chair.

-Fine -he rolled his eyes.

-It was a perfect night, but I'm gonna go now. You will be okay? -you asked, standing up, grabbing your stuff- Or should I call you a cab?

-I think I will just walk -he shrugged.

-What? Why?

-I'm too drunk to get a cab. They won't let me get in -he chuckled, focusing on standing straight.

-You're such a pain in the ass -you shook your head annoyed- Come with me. He followed you without a word, sliding in your car easily.

-Home? -you turned to him.

-No way!

-You will need to pay for my gas next time. I'm like your fucking personal driver.

-A pretty, badass driver -he wiggled in his seat, trying to get comfortable with his eyes closed.

You didn't react, because you knew it was just the alcohol talking. He was hurt and desperate, so there was no point in taking him seriously at all.

-Where do you live? -he asked out of the blue, when he felt the car start to move.

-Why?

-Just curious -he shrugged.

-We will pass in front of my house, it's at the end of this street.

-This one -you pointed at the small, but cute looking house.

-Sweet -he smiled- Do you mind? -he turned on the radio.

-No, I always listen to music, when I drive -you cracked a half smile, when you heard one of your favorite songs, Riot by Hollywood Undead to start.

-Fuck, I love this song! -he volumed it up.

"I've been searching for an answer, but I ain't found one

I've been known to tear shit up and go off like a gun

I've been drinking way too much, but now I think I'm done"

You started to sing the lyrics right away, drumming your fingers on the driving wheel.

"Fuck that shit, let's start a riot!

Let's start a riot!

Tear shit up, fuck peace and quiet!"

Eren yelled the phrase with a huge smile on his face. He looked way too hyped by the song.

"I gotta get, I gotta get that feeling

Gotta get higher than the twenty-foot ceiling"

Both of you followed the lyrics this time.

-I wonder -he turned to you- do you get high?

-Sometimes -you shrugged.

-No way! -he slammed his fist against his mouth, laughing.

-What? -you asked, smiling.

-You look so innocent and yet you are a freaking badass bitch.

-Watch your mouth, Jaeger -you rolled your eyes. But deep inside you loved the way he reacted.

-Want one? -he moved his eyebrows up and down fast.

-Now? No way!

-Why? I thought you were cool -he faked a sad smile.

-I am cool -you looked seriously into his eyes- Cooler than you will ever find out -you smirked.

-Challenge accepted!

-We are here -you pulled out in front of the hotel- Good night.

-You are such a party breaker -he shook his head sadly.

-Yeah, I'm such a terrible person -you gasped ironically.

-See you in the morning, pretty -he got out of the car, closing the door, leaving you with a confused look on your face. 

[pmhusky]

FIRST DRAFT - PART 1

This is the first draft of a PAW Patrol story I am working on, attempting to keep Characters personalities while following this, I want criticism to improve it.

It was the early morning in Adventure Bay, the early morning sunlight gleaming on the metal of the Bay Suspension Bridge, onto the bays waters, and onto the bell tower. I laid asleep in my Pup House, unbeknownst to me Chase had clobbered onto my roof. Suddenly Chase perked his head down exclaiming "Wakey Wakey!", Catching me completely off-guard in my state, causing me to jolt from my sleep. I quickly look up before trying to lay my head back down. "Nooo! You gotta stay up!" Chase said bugging me. "Whyyyy" I sighed, rolling back over "I was up all night". Chase tilts his head then quickly returns to normal. "You have that thing with Mayor Goodway, remember Marshall?!" He said in a worried & confused tone. I tilt my head back up again, "My what..?" I whisper tiredly. "Your uh Fire Safety Presentation, Remember!" He exclaims after his stutter. "Huhh?" I moan. "You're too tired, I have to wake you up.." Chase says in a soft tone, before grabbing me by my collar and dragging me outside. I ask "where are we going...?" to no response, my eyes drifting out of sleep see the Lookouts full silhouette appears with the orange light of the morning gleaming off of it. Before suddenly the wind whisks by me as I'm thrown into a small pool of day old water. "What the?! Where am I?!" I exclaim while coughing. "Adventure Bay! and you have a presentation today!" he announces. "Today isn't that tomorrow?!" I say confused. "What!? I was going to use today to prepare!" I say tripping over and falling out of the Doggy Pool landing on my face. I quickly get back up as anxiety begins to build. "You can always delay it.." Chase says in a re-assuring tone. "No! I said I would do it today I will do it today." I exclaim with a hint of worry. I begin to make haste for the Lookout, leaving Chase with a worried expression on his face. I reached my Pup House, and began searching for something to use during the presentation. "Come on... there has to be something here.." whispering to myself. "Aha!" I exclaim as I dig out an old Fire Extinguisher. "This will work as a prop...", "I still need some boards.." I think to myself. I drag the Extinguisher outside laying it next to the ramp of my Pup House, before turning and heading through the sliding doors of the Lookout, after only a few paws in I slip and fall, striking my head on the elevator glass as it opens. In a daze I stumble into the elevator as it begins to pull me up. The Mechanics suit me up in my iconic Red Firefighter gear. Ascending to the Observatory, I gather miscellaneous supplies to help me create some boards for the presentation, a couple canvas boards, and some red, orange & black paint, & a stencil laying out my supplies I get to work, drawing some simple designs, with basic instructions that I believe everyone should know to be safe. Stop, Drop, & Roll, Planning an escape route incase of a fire, I was decently proud of my work, but I wish I had time and didn't mix up my schedule like this. Bringing all my supplies to the elevator, I head back down to unexpectedly see Chase waiting for me. "Do you need a paw?" Chase asks in a kind-hearted tone. "Y-Yeah" I  spat out nervously. Chase helps me load the Canvases into my Firetruck,

[chesters-ocs]

had this rattle around my head and. yeah. idk its fun though i guess :)

wc: 1.1k

The home is silent, cold. The winter was unforgiving, as there was no sunrise to greet any soul, living or dead.

The husbands are in bed, one of whom is fast asleep still. The bedside lamp was left on overnight, as it often is. Visibility is low, but comfortable. Cozy. Homey, as the warm light bathes the room in hues of orange.

An old analog clock ticks loudly on the wall.

Tic.

Tic.

Tic.

4:00 is what it now read. Just the time the inhabitants started rising. Well, a select few, at least.

Blinking awake, Vikram instinctively reached for the smaller man besides him, enveloping him in his arms.

He savored the sort 'prr?' sound which left Sylvester, as he was jostled from his own rest.

He savored how the man looked, half asleep and nearly blind.

He savored every ounce of trust put into him to not be hurt in his sleep.

He savored the way Sylvester nuzzled right into his side.

He savored the complaints of it being too early, too cold.

"Mornin', angel," he mumbles, voice thick with sleep.

"Good morning."

"... 4am?"

"4am," he confirmed, before smiling to himself over the exasperated sigh.

"You know you can go back to sleep, right?" "Fuck you."

Sitting uprights, Vikram pulled the other with him, drawing yet another whine of protest: "Nooo... five more minutes?"

It was impossible not to cave into the sickly sweet, needy tone his husband used, so with a roll of his eyes, he stayed. He would've always stayed.

A hint of mirth sparkled in his dark eyes at the way he oh-so easily purred and melted, just from lightly petting the graying hair on his head.

Tic.

Tic.

Tic.

"Sylvester, we should be getting up now," Vik urged softly, his eyes flickering to the clock. They've been at this for half an hour now, give or take.

Begrudgingly, he nodded, pulling himself away from the most appealing heat source in the home, and sat upright. The loose, black tank top drapes over him like a curtain. And as evidence points, it was clearly borrowed from his husband. There's barely visible shorts underneath the dress-like garment.

Vik's unable to stop a comment escaping him.

"You're hot."

"No, I'm freezing cold over here," Sylvester huffs, reaching for the fuzzy robe he often wore around the home, which had been haphazardly thrown onto the ground the night prior. The robe isn't that large, but still manages to reach past his knees, covering him up nicely.

Watching the frail man wrap it around himself patiently, his husband speaks once more.

"And now?"

"Now I'm the hottest guy alive," Sylvester jokes lightly.

"Can't argue with that," he shrugs, throwing the blanket off his body, and rising, quickly stretching out his stiffened body, awaiting his husband, who leisurely walks around the bed.

The soft tap-tap-tapping of the cane almost soothes him to his very soul.

Opening the bedroom door, neither of them are surprised by the light coming from the kitchen.

"Samuel."

The boy jumps slightly, before looking at his step-father: "Ah?"

"It's four thirty."

Sammy just nods sheepishly, eyes briefly flickering to Sylvester's with a desperate look, wanting him to come to his aid.

"Don't you know it's a little unhealthy to be up so late... And eating?"

"Oh let him be, you know how the kid is," Sylvester mumbles, "Though, Sam, be a dear and put the kettle on?"

Samuel nods once, straying from his half-eaten sandwich, as he pours water into the device and switches it on. Soon, he resumes to his seat, finishing the little snack.

"Night," he says softly, not in the mood to talk, and Sylvester sees him off with a small, tired smile. "Sweet dreams."

All he's met with is the soft footsteps of his son, as he returns to bed. The step-father of the boy frowns disapprovingly.

"Damn kid..."

"Oh don't be like that. He'll grow out of it eventually, Angel."

"He better! It's not good for him to sleep the day away."

"And it's not good for you to worry so much," Sylvester coos, pressing a soft kiss to the cheek of his husband.

Soon, the kettle boils, and turns off, prompting the shorter one to reach in the cabinet for his medication, but is stopped before he can try and get the mugs, which as always, resided in the top cabinet.

"I'll get it!" Vik chimed, moving past his husband, obtaining a cup, while also asking for the tea of choice, "Mint?"

"Yes, thank you," Sylvester nodded tiredly, sitting down, leaning against the countertop, just watching as his husband puts the teabag in and adds water, passing it next to the man at the kitchen island with a spark of worry in his eyes.

"You look tired..."

"I am tired," he mumbles, burrowing his head in his arms, practically draped across the table, "I'm always tired. You know that."

Sighing, Vikram agreed: "I know. How about I go get ready, and you sit here and try to relax," he suggested, "Just... Don't fall asleep at the table again?"

"Yeah yeah. I think you freaked out more than I did though," he smiles, adjusting his glasses, stirring the tea. He, in that moment, decided he'll take the pills when it's cooled off enough.

"As I should have! You were in so much pain afterwards!"

Sylvester shrunk slightly at the reminder, not liking to be reminded of his own foolishness, nor how it almost led to an ambulance being called from the onslaught of aches.

"... Alright, alright. Didn't you say you're gonna get dressed now? As much as I appreciate the view, the house is pretty chilly right now. Might want to get the heaters going too."

"You're just always cold, but you got me there. Be back in a few."

And with that, Sylvester was left alone in the dimly lit kitchen, nursing the tea some more.

After an experimental sip, he deemed it cooled enough to drink, and downed the handful of pills he had with the beverage. With a glance out the window, he realized he could still see the moon. Bright and beautiful as it always was.

He didn't even notice when his thoughts shifted from the celestial wonder to his husband, though, he supposes the two are alike.

Always there in the darkest hours. Most of the time literally, and a few regrettable times, metaphorically.

Sylvester couldn't bring himself to mind it though.

He never would mind the presence of his husband, he decides.

Never.

So he still sat there, waiting for his eventual return.

Tic.

Tic.

Tic.

The smile that comes over him as he hears the creaking of bathroom door opening is unmistakably his own.

"So I'm thinking pancakes?"

"Only if you go pick the berries from out back."

"Deal."

[kusundei]

i dont know what the fuck is up with me today but god do i feel horrible. like i feel bad. not even just like a sad way just like i feel like shit and like. really. pessimistic if anything. like i never rlly get lkke this truly it usually foes away after a while and it probably will in a bit its just. i think my mom is just truly making it worse. its so annoying why are you here? if you werent home i wouldve done all of thjs ebfkre yoy guys came home anyway why are you bothering me over and over again. i hate when people tell me to do rhings which is a really like. bratty thing to say but it makes me so upset??? im so upset for no reason. god and she just wont fucking quit it with the money and the hours and the this and this and this. holding shit over my head like it matters like okay what if i kill myself. and acting over and kver again like im fucking useless and im an idiot and im dumb. you do realize if you want me to improve you have to tell me right? like in the moment? if youre still “teaching me” then tell me AS im driving. why the fuck would you sit there and wait last minute as i make the same mistakes (which are not. even. mistakes.) over and over. like okay im braking too late? tell me when it brake. because it works for me but if thats so awful dor you then let me know. why didnt you mention i didnt have both hands on the wheel? i just do it cuz im going straight. i do it normally anyway but like still if its such an issue then just say so??? but no theyll hold that over my head. “youre not ready yet” “you think you know everything” like okay fuck you. im sorry for trying. for trying to be ahead and to have plans and to take some initiative for once because all you complain about is that i dont ever do anything w my life. i have no plans and im a failure but nooo i cant . cant do anything. im trying?? how hard is that to see??? and they keep using it over me. everytime i see jonathan i just remember what he said about me that night and jts never rlly gone away. like what the fuck is wrong with you??? if it was coming from my mom then sure. fine. whatever. shes my mom but who the fuck are you to say that? you’re fucking awful. you two both make me sick and neither of you can see when youre in the wrong because NEITHER of you are ever in the wrong. youre always right. cause im a kid. i dont grt it i dpnt understand. my life isnt hard im not doing alot like god fucking forbid i am a teenager? im still trying to take initative despite that to place myself in a good place once i graduate but always. i will always get pushed back somehow and its so fucking annoying.

imxjusr sooo. tired. maybe this is what it is i got TOO much sleep. knew it when i went to bed at what??? 11???? thats so early. imcjsuf so annoyed i cant im sorry i dont get more hrs??? and im trying im trying im trying. its just so annoying when i get pestered and patronized and i cant do anyhting about it because ill just be lashed again. like god fucking whatever ill just kill myself. would that fit into yoyr schedule? make yoyr life easier? less bills? less to worry about? since all i do is take up space and waste resources. im wasting everything. im sorry for taking up space. i try so hard not to but nooo i cant completely disappear and it just weighs down soooo much on the two of you. im sorry you have another kid. im sorry liam wasnt your only child and you still have a family. im sorry you didnt jusr send me out to live with my dad or sent me with sam but yoy wouldnt have survived without me but im sorry you didnt find jonathan sooner. yoy two wouldve killed each other and im waiting for the day you two realize that what yoy have isnt normal and you get sick of him the same way you got sick of sam because that man tried everything to appease you. thats why irs so awful because hes so much better than i am. if he couldnt do it what makes me think i can? of course im your kid but still. same shit. i cant jusr flee. i cant go anywhere. im stuck here in the same situation ife been in for years. i jusr kept praying and wishing at some point theyd swap rheir attention towards something else and finally leave me alone. treat me like a roommate. why even bother trying to parent me when youre such an awful one?

i dont like cpndemning ever. especially jot towards my mom but god. god god god. im so exhausted just leave me alone. leave me and move on. focus on spmething else. you’ll realize how much happier yoyd be if you just let it go and let me go. it would benefit all of us why do we keep bothering? and i got it the first time? “do you have any questions?” like bitch? youre so fucking annoying. giggling about the fact youre just getting another bonus cause im working now. fuck yoy and your maternity leave. i would never condemn liam for justexisting that man hasnt done anything and hes not even here yet its just YOU. 16 years with you im sick of it and im tired and feel bad for wjatever is to come for that kid. ans shes just fucking malding over ajd over again i did wjat yoy asked already but no theres always more. more more more because you cant fucking do it yourself . yoyre pregnant whatever i dont fucking care im just so. upset? angry? annoyed? i just feel very negative. im sick of your voice and your face and everything about you. leave me alone. i’ll do it. just do your fucking work????? go bake your cookies like???? fuck off genuinely before i like actually kill myself