#but yeah the bees were not happy to be awake

[victorluvsalice]

-->And then Victor was attacked by bees. In fact, he was attacked by bees twice. *facepalm* Yeah, kinda forgot that spring meant those little bastards would be awake and unhappy. . .they eventually left Victor alone, though, allowing him to offer his wrist to Smiler for a taste. After Smiler had gotten their fill, I had them mop a slime creature while having Victor finally change into some more gardening-appropriate clothes --

-->And then had Smiler try out some flower arranging, because it was New Skill Day, and they needed to level up a skill they were low in! And they already had a bit of Flower Arranging skill from tending the bonsai bush in the living room, so I figured, why not have them arrange some bluebells? They fiddled around for a little bit while Victor continued harvesting and tending his plants, eventually getting skill 2 and making a vase worth a whole twelve simoleons. XD To be fair, that’s still all pure profit, as the arrangement cost nothing to make, sooo. . . XD Plus it actually completed their New Year’s resolution as well, so double bonus! Flush with success, they headed upstairs to check the trends on SimsTube, then make another gadget review for the masses. Still in their party wear, because why not. XD

-->Alice, meanwhile, came back from her jog with Fitness level 5 (also fulfilling New Skill Day!) and some Flirty feelings about how well her romantic relationships were going. In fact, the moodlet suggested that maybe she should write a book. . .so that’s exactly what I had her do! I mean, she is working on the Bestselling Author aspiration anyway, so. . . She promptly started “It Takes Two Sometimes,” a book of her musings on her polyamorous “vee” relationship with Victor and Smiler. :)

-->And Victor continued his pottering in the greenhouse -- harvesting his oversized crops (just medium sized this time!), replanting and fertilizing them all, harvesting his regular crops, and finally giving his bees some demiting treatment to see if that would calm them down. Did it work?

[lost-walmartbag]

SP characters as dads pt 2

Warning!: All characters are over 18 unless stated otherwise

Background: You and your husband are first-time parents. In this fic you and Kenny. You and Butters. You and Clyde figure out how to be the best parents you can be.

Status: Request Open

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Kenny

You wake up when the baby starts crying. You groan and wake Kenny up making him roll out of bed. He hits the floor but gets up and goes to the nursery. When he came back in the room you were asleep. He tiptoes in holding the baby and gets into bed with the baby.

"Kenny" You groan. "You can't have Kai in bed with us we could squish him."

"Mommy ruined the fun," Kenny says to the baby.

"You're gonna ruin the soft spot on his head." You groan.

You kiss the baby making him coo and squirm closer to you. You look at Kenny and smirk making Kenny frown.

"Why does he like you more than me?" Kenny whines.

"Because I carried him for nine months," you say nuzzling Kai with your nose.

"Hey, I carried him in my balls for much longer than that." He jokes making you laugh.

You move the baby closer to him making the baby squirm away towards you again. You move closer to Kenny and put the baby in between you two.

"My favorite boys." You mutter drifting to sleep again.

Kenny stays awake watching you sleep peacefully as the baby gently touched your face. He moves the baby closer to him and Kai grabs his hair making himself happy. Kenny was about to take his hair out of his hands until he noticed how calm it made him and how closely he moved toward him.

"I love you so much," Kenny said about to kiss his head until Kai pulls his hair harder as he scooted towards you again.

Butters

You walk to the nursery seeing Butters dressing Bradley in bright yellow clothes and a big hat. You smile and walk inside and stand next to Butters looking down at Bradley who was cooing happily.

"You ready Honey?" You ask him.

"Sure am." He says picking Bradley up, nuzzling his nose into his cheek.

"You always dress him so well. He looks like a cute little bee." You see kissing his cheek.

"Do you mind if we leave the stroller I just want to carry him?" He says holding him tightly.

"Of course not baby. But you get tired you're out of luck~" You tease giving him a kiss on the cheek.

You three head out the door taking a nice walk through the neighborhood letting Bradley point at things and babble nonsense.

"glasjhde." Bradley babbled while pointing at some flowers on some bushes at the park.

"Yeah, Bradley those are flowers." Butters says slowly.

"fowe." Bradley responds.

"Oh my god, Leo he's saying words." You say excitedly.

Butters smiles and sits down on the grass with him giving him a flower from the bush. "Flower" Butters says slowly.

"Dada," Bradley says excitedly and giggles.

"No flowe-" Butters starts before realizing what Bradley had just said.

"Dada? Did you say, Dada?" He asks smiling brightly.

"He said, Dada!" You yell in excitement at your baby's first words.

"Dada! Mama!" Bradley yells giggling loudly.

"He said, Mama!" Butters says hugging you tightly.

You both hug Bradley making him giggle and grab onto Butter's shirt

Clyde

"Clyde baby can you change the baby she spilled some milk on herself!" You ask from the other room as you try to clean up the mess.

He comes in with a onesie and takes the baby from you drying her off. She coos and tries to reach for him. He smiles and takes off her wet onesie and tries to fit her inside the onesie he brought.

"Hey, babe I think some of her clothes shrunk in the wash," Clyde says noticing how small the onesie was for her.

You get up and look at the onesie and inspect it. You raise a brow and smile. "I don't think so baby I think Claire's just getting bigger."

Clyde's face drops and he looks down at Claire who was trying to get out of the tight onesie.

"Getting bigger?" Clyde repeats and you cringe knowing what was about to happen.

Clyde starts crying and drops to his knees. You sigh and go to grab another onesie. You come back seeing Clyde still crying now holding Claire closer.

"You're getting bigger you won't love me anymore." He says between sobs.

"Oh, Clyde calm down. She'll still love you she's just getting bigger." You say trying to take her from him.

Clyde steps back not letting you take her. He shakes his head and tries his best to stop crying.

"God Clyde you do this every 3 weeks. She can't stay small forever." You say finally taking her from his arms.

You start to dress her in the bigger onesie as Clyde calms down more and more. Clyde sniffles and hugs you from behind.

"You better now?" You ask him.

"Yes, I've come to terms with how big she's getting. I just wish it didn't have to happen so soon. I want her like this forever." Clyde says.

"I know." You say gently placing Claire down on the floor to play with her toys. "But she's gonna grow and it's a good thing, love."

"You're right god I feel so stupid crying about it." He says smiling at you and kissing your lips softly.

When you both look back at Claire you see her slowly standing up and walking toward Clyde. You gasp and start smiling brightly as your baby takes her first steps but when you look over at Clyde he was once again on the floor crying holding onto Claire tightly.

A/N: So you guys clearly loved the first one so here is part two for yall. Ik ik im amazing you're welcome. But fr thank you sm for reading. Let me know who should be in the next part. I love you all 🩷

[ppumeonae-bigvibe]

at the end of the day, it's you whom i come home to

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pairing: bf! yeosang x gn! reader

↬ tags: yeosang being a sulky boy is so cute actually i need to thank my braincells for choosing him this time round paired with this scenario,, yeosang being an office worker (mm him in suits >>), mentions of wooyoung being his colleague and deskmate, basically a pining yeosang

summary: yeosang's morning routine got ruined because you weren't there with him (not entirely serious)

word count: 807 words

yeosang's alarm rang, effectively jolting him awake out of his slumber. with his eyes still semi-closed, he yawns as he reached out blindly, only to be disappointed by the lack of your warmth beside him. he pats the empty space again, groggily mumbling your name under his breath.

he pushed himself up, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes before forcing them wide open: confirming that indeed you were nowhere to be seen and that he was alone in bed that morning. yeosang grabs his phone from the bedstand and noticed your message.

"sorry lovely, i know you came home late so i didn't want to disturb you this early. i have many errands to run today, so i left home first. by the way, breakfast is waiting for you in the kitchen, so eat well ♡ i love you! have a good day~"

yeosang sighs, a visible pout forming unconsciously on his face. he runs a hand through his bed hair, deciding to finally get ready for the day. body moving on autopilot, he realizes the mundane morning activities seemed so much more dull without you around: no good morning kisses, no hugs, no clingy you to be around him.

steps ladden with mild lovesickness, yeosang trudges into the kitchen, eating alone. even his food didn't taste as good as when you were with him.

a small smile graces his face when he spots the carefully folded attire placed on the sofa. despite you rushing off, you still picked out his office wear, as it was something you did every single morning before his work. yeosang puts on the selected button down and slacks, rereading your message on the post it note.

"I thought this would be fitting for today! I'm sure you would look really dashing as you go into the office today. work hard my busy bee!"

he takes a picture of his fit as he leaves for work, texting you many pictures he knows you would like. sending you a short text to have a good day as well, he leaves for work.

----

initial happiness gives way to moody brooding in the office as he stares at the lockscreen of you two for the umpteenth time that day. yeosang exhales loudly, the clock moving incredibly slowly. you did not reply to his earlier text, only sending him a picture to show you were busying scarfing down your lunch.

he unfortunately chalks it up to you being caught-up.

yeosang signs again, earning him a nudge from his colleague and deskmate wooyoung. "seriously, did you wake up on the wrong side of the bed today?" wooyoung joked, but only got a defeated eye roll from yeosang, "yeah, unfortunately-" he turns to face wooyoung, who had in that moment taken a rather unflattering photo of the pouting male.

"too late, i sent it to your lover!" wooyoung cheekily scampers away and yeosang shakes his head at his antics. the same dreary mood carried him through a handful of meetings and for the rest of the day.

finally when morning bleeds to evening, yeosang is the first to pack up, heart racing as he waits impatiently in the lift to go down. he rushes out of the office building, eyes scanning the passing crowd and finally landing on your figure waiting at the same spot for him as always.

his entire being feels so much lighter when he hears your voice calling out to him in the distance: the evening's lazy atmosphere almost turns electrifying whenever you're around him. your smile widens at the sight of him sprinting full force towards you. you catch him in your embrace with a soft "oof!" when he collides into you.

"i missed you so much." he greets you with a kiss, face flushed from running. you gazed up at him, his heart overwhelmingly burst into a thousand butterflies at how much warmth was radiating from you. "i missed you very, very, very much." he repeats again, holding your face in his hands.

you chuckled, raising your arms to tousle his hair, "i know. wooyoung told me how you seemed to be in a horrible mood. is it because i didn't wake up with you today?" you teased him, showing him the picture that wooyoung sent to you: a defeated looking yeosang grumpily typing away on his keyboard.

yeosang embarrassedly nods his head, but when he attempts to act more manly you tiptoe to press another kiss on his lips. "let's go home my big boy." he practically melts into your side, and it feels as if the world is tilted right back on it's axis. everything felt right in that moment: his fingers intertwined with yours as the two of you make your way home.

at the end of every day, it was you whom he came home to.

@ppumeonae-bigvibe 's work ; likes and reblogs are appreciated <3

[chrisevansonly]

Good Morning Daddy (harry’s angel au)

pairing: harry styles x female reader (angel)

summary: it’s time for harry’s morning chats with his babygirl, only on this morning, she’s saying good morning back..

warnings: none, very cute & emotional harry

a/n: baby styles has finally kicked! i wanted to do a little fic about this because i feel like harry would be just beside himself in this moment, as always thank you for the love and support 🤍

It was like clockwork, it wasn’t the alarm from your phone that rested on the bedside table that woke you up, or the awakening of the city outside your hotel room. No, it was the hushed whispers and the soft kisses that scattered themselves around your bump as Harry rested his head on your chest, a hand flat across your baby bump. Every morning he’d talk to his baby girl before the craziness of his days as the two of you were officially back on tour.

Your fingers naturally moved to run through his hair gently, scratching at his scalp slowly, a hum coming from Harry’s throat

“I think mummy is awake, did we wake her up with our chatting baby?”

He turned slightly to smile at you, leaning forward to press a kiss to your lips before turning his attention back to your bump

“Mummy’s the best isn’t she? Mhm takes such good care of you huh? Oh what’s that? Okay i’ll tell her…”

He turned to look at you again

“Bee would like you to know that she loves you and she wants waffles for breakfast”

You smiled listening intently to him as your free hand rested in your stomach

“Oh she did yeah? Well I love her very much too, and I kinda love her very sweet daddy too”

Harry’s face flushed a little before he went back to your stomach to finish off his morning conversation

“Hear that bee? Mum and I love you so so much, and we’re gonna have waffles”

In that moment you swore you felt it before he did, a kick against your belly, a surprised gasp escaping your lips which took Harry by surprise

“What? What happened? Are you okay?!”

“Y-You didn’t feel t-that..?”

“No…”

You had tears spilling down your cheeks at this point when you took both Harry’s hands and put them on your bump before poking gently around where they were splayed

“Bee show daddy what you just did…”

Harry waited patiently for a few seconds before she gave two strong kicks right under his hands, his eyes filling up with tears

“Y/N-she just-she”

Nodding your head you both looked at each other, tears falling down your cheeks as you shared this special moment with each other and your little girl

“She kicked for the first time”

Hearing you confirm it to him was enough for Harry to scoot up the bed and pull you into his arms, holding you as if he thought you’d turn to dust, his body shaking slightly

“Oh my love…y’okay H?”

“So happy…m’so happy baby”

He leaned back to look at you and you wiped his cheeks softly with the pads of your thumbs before pressing another kiss to his lips

“Guess your morning pep talks are really working aren’t they? She wanted to say good morning back”

Laughing he nodded

“About time, felt like I was talking to a wall”

The baby kicked again a bit harder than before and your groaned

“Oi, easy in there bee, did daddy offend you?”

You sent a playful glare in Harry’s direction which he chuckled at before leaning down and pressing his lips to your stomach

“I’m sorry bee, daddy loves you so much, only joking I promise”

Once satisfied that she wasn’t going to kick angrily again he came back up to settle against the warm sheets with you, pulling the comforter back up over your shoulders

“I love you s’much you know my angel?”

You hummed

“I love you too H”

Harry kept his arms around you for a few more minutes, just letting the morning sink in for him before he was up to sort out breakfast for the three of you. He’d move mountains for you and your little girl, and after this morning he had a feeling this was about to be not only the best end to tour he’s had in a while, but it was going to be the best summer yet.

He couldn’t wait to be the best dad for your baby girl.

[sgtmickeyslaughter]

hi Gigi! how about number 2 for the prompt game?

Hi! If you had sent this ask yesterday morning, I would still be in a happy weekend mood and you might get a cute story about Mickey getting attacked by a swarm of bees on a picnic date or something, but unfortunately im answering this on my lunch break, so enjoy the emo vibes

2. Hey, hey, calm down. They can’t hurt you anymore.

The nightmares only started after Terry died. 

Before, Ian liked to joke that Mickey was a professional sleeper. He’d lay down and be sucked into a deep, dark unconsciousness within minutes. He was a peaceful sleeper, curled up on his side and breathing softly through his nose. 

On the rare nights when sleep was evading Ian for completely normal reasons, the way it had since he was a kid and stayed up all night worrying about how to tell Fiona he needed new shoes, he’d learned that just being in Mickey’s presence was like a melatonin ooze. He could wrap himself gently around Mickey’s plaint form and bury his face between Mickey’s shoulder blades, aligning his breathing with his boyfriend’s until sleep claimed him.

But the night they found Terry sitting pathetically with a bag over his head, Mickey fell asleep like normal but shot up and out of Ian’s hold after just a hour or so, miraculously not waking his sleeping husband. 

He’d huffed out uncertainly, reaching up to this own chest to feel his racing heartrate. His hands were shaking, and he could feel a headache coming on, so he got out of bed to splash some water on his face. 

Mickey got good at sneaking out of their bed without waking Ian, so good that it wasn’t until Spring was fully blooming and Ian was careening into a seasonal manic episode and they decided to see his doctor about the next day when Ian noticed at all. 

He was awake most of the night, mind racing beyond his usual anxiety, and counted a total of 5 times that Mickey woke up during the night. 

Sometime before dawn, Ian finally confronted him about it. 

“You’re not sleeping, are you?” 

Mickey shrugged evasively. 

“Is that why you’ve been so…” moody, sullen, miserable for the last month or so since you found Terry. 

“Could be” Mickey responded evasively, staring up at the ceiling. 

Ian leaned over and finally turned on their bedside lamp, silently admitting that neither of them were getting anymore sleep that night.

“What’d you think is wrong?” Ian asked curiously, laying back down with his head propped up on one hand shielding Mickey’s body with his own as his husband ran both hands roughly down his face, scratching satisfyingly against his couple days old stubble. 

Ian waited patiently for a response, knowing it would come.

“Shitty dreams” Mickey finally admitted quietly. “Terry, and my uncles, and my oldest brothers - the ones who died. And Mandy, she’s there sometimes.”

“Memories? Or is it just-” Ian asked hesitantly. 

“Yeah” Mickey said, licking his lips. “Memories that are all mushed together, but I’m around - I don’t know, 8 or 9 in all of them.”

“Why’re you a kid?” Ian asked confusedly. 

“I have no fuckin’ idea,” Mickey answered. He sounded so incredibly tired, just soaked in bone-deep exhaustion that had him on the verge of frustrated tears. “I broke my hand when I was 8, and my hand’s broken in all the dreams. It’s broken and it-it hurts so bad, Ian-”

“Hey, hey, calm down. They can’t hurt you anymore.” Ian hushed, bringing his hand down to sooth the heated skin at Mickey’s temples, like the could root out where the pressure was building. 

Mickey finally looked at him, “what are they doing right now?”

His husbands words gutted Ian, and all he could could do is lean over and kiss Mickey’s forehead, pulling the two of them closer together. He got confirmation when Mickey took the opportunity to wrap his arms around Ian’s waist, keeping him close.

“When I go to the doctor today, we should see if he’ll talk to you. See if we can get you some sleeping pills.” 

“I don’t want to-”

“Not forever” Ian cut off. “But you need some sleep. You’ve been miserable for a while now, haven’t you?” 

Mickey didn’t respond, but Ian could feel him nod. 

“Okay, so we get you something to get you to sleep for a while and hopefully once you’re better rested and your nerves aren’t so fried the nightmares go away.”

Mickey nodded again, then he spoke so quietly Ian barely heard it.

“I hate this.”

Ian took a steadying breath, staring out their bedroom window as the sky lit up in a light pink color. His chest ached and for the first time he understood what it meant to have your heart living outside of your body. 

“I know” he said soothingly, feeling Mickey sag slightly against him. “’m sorry.”

“I love you.”

Sorry 😭 I hope you liked it <3

Prompt Game Fun

[eclecticqueennerd]

Confession

Butchers Ending

***

You hear a commotion coming from behind you. You turn around and see everyone except Ben huddled around Butcher. Billy.

You bee line it to where Butcher is, brushing past Ben’s comforting arms, and see Butcher was still on the floor unconscious. Annie looks up at you, panicked,

“W-what do we do y/n?” you lean down and check his pulse, thready. The color in Butchers face is gone, except for the blood stains. You look around the room to see what could aid you, and spot one thing.

“Flip him over.” Kimiko, Annie, and the now awake Hughie flip Butcher on his stomach. You walk over to the counter, tears filling your eyes, guilt pulling at your heart. He can hate me later. You draw up a vial of Compound- V into a syringe.

“Y/n, no that will kill him!” Hughie announced.

“He’s too far gone for me save Hughie! It’s our only chance.” You drive the needle into Butchers spine and inject the drug. The three of them flip Butcher back over and watch him. Butcher’s breathing became shallow and gargled. The death rattle, you’ve heard it plenty during deployment. You raise to your feet and hug your stomach, the feeling of grief emanating through your body. Then, silence. Annie let out a gasp and held Hughie as she cried, and he shed his tears too. Kimiko cradled Butchers head in her hands. You had the overwhelming urge to vomit, the loss of Butcher now consuming you.

“GASP!” Butcher launched himself up in sitting position and began coughing, spouting out small spurts of blood. Your eyes grew wide in amazement and before you knew it, you were at Butchers side.

“What’s with all the tears love?” You smile at him and kiss him fiercely while Hughie explained that he briefly died.

“We’ll hell aint so bad then if the first thing I see is your pretty little face.” Butcher reached out to gently grasp your chin, pulling you in for a soft kiss.

You step away from the group and you prop your elbows onto a counter, stuffing your hands in your hair. This day has been a whirlwind. You hear crunching of glass as heavy boots approach.

“I guess this means that we’re through.” You look up and meet Ben’s eyes. They were filled with sorrow, tears threatening to shed. You wrap your arms around yourself in an act of protection.

“Yeah. I’m-.”

“Gahh… don’t.” Ben throws his hand up to cut you off, “I really did love you, ya know.” You nod your head. Ben shuffles his feet.

“You’re gonna find someone out there Ben. It’s gonna be everything you’ve always wanted.”

“Yeah… but it aint you.” Ben turns the other way and makes his way out of the lab. This will be the last time you see him.

You approach the group again, now all happy tears and smiles. You knelt next to Butcher and never wanted to leave his side. Hughie tells Butcher everything, including being injected with Compound-V. Everyone waited for the big blowout; yelling, screaming, cunt this and cunt that, but it didn’t happen. Butcher turned to you with a look so delicate,

“You saved me.”

*2 months later*

Time has passed from the time you were kidnapped, and your motley crew fought Homelander. Vought was absolutely shitting themselves with how their most prized asset was easily torn apart by a supe with durability, strength and rage to match. They dubbed your name as Bloody Mary, releasing your grainy CCTV picture all over the news sources of you covered in Homelander’s blood in the lab at Vought tower. It was disgusting to think that Vought spun the story that Homelander died to keep the citizens of New York City safe from you, and to commemorate his memory a new holiday will be celebrated.

Walking down the street in your disguise; you donned on a pair of sunglasses, a ballcap and your favorite leather jacket. Turning the corner into an alley way you come across a tall man in a trench coat and one of the worst Hawaiian shirts you’ve ever seen. You smile instantly.

“Saw ya on the tube again today.” Butcher said as he grabbed your hand. The two of you walking together.

"Oh yea? What were they saying?"

"Oh, you know, the usual. How Bloody Mary is still at large and the countries number one supe terrorist.” You giggle, finding the whole thing ridiculous.

“If they only knew who the real villain of the story was.” Butcher stops walking and cups your face.

“That’s why it’s up to us, to show ‘em.” The two of you kiss, moments that you wish would last forever. You reluctantly separate and reply cheekily,

“And dust a few supes along the way?” Butcher’s eyes get wide and softly glow, and his face contorts into a mischievous grin.

 “Fuckin’ diabolical!”

The End

[gregorovitch-adler]

Birthday

John's eyes fluttered open automatically. He found himself wrapped in Sherlock's arms. John had been holding him too, and he was facing Sherlock in the morning, as he became more awake in their bed.

It was half past six and Sherlock's hair was all unruly; some of the strands were touching John's face. John brushed those strands aside and was beaming, as he watched Sherlock breathe in and out, slowly and steadily, as if they both had all the time in the world.

Frankly, John could stay like this with him for an eternity. He wouldn't change a thing about his current life.

Sherlock pulled John closer. Then he made a low sound at the base of his throat that vibrated against John's body, making him shiver.

"Still sleeping?" John asked.

"No," he replied with his eyes still closed.

"Happy birthday," John said and kissed him on his cheek. Sherlock smiled. "Get up."

"Still too early." Sherlock had finally opened his eyes.

John let out a short laugh. "I've got something to show you."

"It can wait."

"Hey! Why can't I share some excitement with the best and the only consulting detective in the world? Not fair." John couldn't hold back on his smile.

Sherlock's cheeks were a faint shade of pink now. "Flattery will get you nowhere," he said as he ducked his face in John's neck.

John was grinning as he ran his fingers through Sherlock's hair. "Won't it, now? What else am I supposed to do to convince the best and the wisest and the most charming man I've ever known, to take him out of this bedroom?"

Sherlock placed his hand on John's chest and gently pushed him backwards. "Alright. Let's go," he said as he got out of the bed hurriedly, and grabbed his T-shirt to wear, all while hiding his face from John.

John laughed and got out of the bed, too. He wore his jumper and went out of the bedroom, expecting Sherlock to follow him.

John walked towards the sitting room and stopped near the small table beside his armchair. He picked up a small rectangular box, that was gift-wrapped with an orange paper and turned around. He watched Sherlock coming to him; so he placed his arms behind his back to hide that box.

"What is it?" asked Sherlock with a yawn, rubbing his eye with his right hand.

"Close your eyes."

Sherlock rolled his eyes first before closing them. John grabbed one of his hands and placed that box on his palm.

Sherlock opened his eyes to take a look at his present. He glanced up at John with a questioning look. When John didn't say anything, he decided to open it and see for himself.

As Sherlock tore open the wrapper to have a look at its contents, John's gaze was fixed on his face, anticipating Sherlock's reaction with an uncontrollable smile.

Sherlock's lips were parted as he stared at the gift. "Daisy seeds!"

"I recently learned that you're fond of bees, and daisies are known to attract them, so I thought-"

Sherlock had cut him off by pressing a kiss on John's mouth. His other hand was grabbing at John's collar.

John smiled into the kiss and wrapped his arms around Sherlock's waist. They kept pouring themselves into that kiss.

Sherlock finally let go of him, breathlessly. John touched his forehead against Sherlock's. They were both smiling and John couldn't stop staring into Sherlock's mesmerizing eyes.

"So, it's safe to assume that you liked the gift."

Sherlock burst out laughing and so did John. "You're an idiot. But you're also amazing. You're an amazing idiot."

"Yeah, okay. I got it," John said and they laughed a bit more.

After some time, John pulled Sherlock close in an embrace. Sherlock's hands were wrapped tight around his waist.

John was right. He really wouldn't change a thing. This was the place he'd rather be in, for a lifetime. Sherlock's arms.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Prompts: Flattery and Surprise by @calaisreno

Thanks for the tag, @keirgreeneyes and @calaisreno !

Tagging: @helloliriels @topsyturvy-turtely @catlock-holmes @peanitbear , etc.

[lifetimeshipper]

The GrimBee Story

Chapter 15

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Grimlock lays beside Bumblebee thinking about what they had learned about Ripjaw and Amberblade. If they managed to get one of them then the other would go into a rage to get whoever was captured back. They'd have to get both of them at the same time, and he had an idea on how to do just that, "Bumblebee, you awake?"

"Yeah. What do you want?"

"I may have an idea on how to get Ripjaw and Amberblade."

"What is it?"

"I was thinking maybe I could try to lure them in by joining them. I could tell you where their base is and you guys can come in, and we get them at the same time," Grimlock explained feeling proud for coming up with a good plan. "It's a good plan, right?"

"No, that is a bad plan."

Grimlock tilted his helm in confusion, "How is it a bad plan? I thought it would be easier since Ripjaw's trying to get me to join him. Also, I've really thought about this."

"Because you're talking about going into his team. What if it's a trap?"

"I can handle myself, and it's me that they're going after."

"To use you to get to the rest of us."

"Why would he use me to get to you guys? What's the point in that?"

"Maybe he wants to manipulate you and turn you against us."

"Bumblebee, I would never turn on you or the others," Grimlock told him feeling a heaviness in his chest. "Do you trust me that little?"

"It's not that, you just get confused easily and a bot can pull a fast one over you if you don't know what's going on."

Grimlock sighed as he sat up, Bumblebee was right.

"Grim, I'm not trying to sound mean, I just don't want you to get hurt."

"I know, I just wanted to help you out as I did with Diamondback."

"I know you do and that was a nice idea you had there."

"You just don't want me to get involved."

"I'm not saying that."

"Then how can we get Ripjaw and Amberblade?"

"I don't know, but we'll have to figure something out because I know we can't get them one at a time as the other will do whatever it takes to free the one we captured."

"That's what I was thinking too. We need to get both of them."

"Yeah. Well, we'll figure it out later, we need to get some sleep."

With a nod, Grimlock laid back down wrapping his arms around Bumblebee and holding him close. Bumblebee snuggled against him as he went into recharge.

"Good night, 'Bee," Grimlock whispered as he fell into recharge.

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A few days later, Grimlock and Bumblebee were on patrol, keeping a lookout for Ripjaw and Amberblade, "We should split up to cover more ground," Bumblebee suggested.

"OK, if either of us runs into Ripjaw or Amberblade we call for backup?" Grimlock asked, he was worried for Bumblebee's safety. I hope we don't run into either of them.

"Yes."

"OK, should we meet back in thirty minutes?"

"Yes, in this spot in thirty minutes."

"Will do, see you in thirty," Grimlock called as he headed in another direction.

"Alright," Bumblebee called back as he headed in the other direction.

Neither of them knew that they were being watched from the shadows. Amberblade smirked as she silently followed Bumblebee.

Bumblebee was walking along looking for any sign of the 'Cons when he heard a noise. Jumping out from the shadows, Amberblade pounced on Bumblebee, pinning him to the ground. Bumblebee tried to get her off him but to no success.

"You're coming with me," she growled as she tossed him into a boulder. Bumblebee grunted as he fell to the ground then everything went dark. Amberblade squeed to herself as she picks up the knocked-out Autobot. Ripjaw's going to be so happy when he sees this. She thought happily as she dragged Bumblebee back to base to show Ripjaw, "Ripjaw!" She called out once she got there.

Ripjaw slowly walked out of his room with a yawn, "What is it, Amberblade? Did you find some Energon?"

"Nope, even better," she says as she shows him Bumblebee.

Ripjaw's optics widened in shock, "Where did you find him?"

"In the woods, he was walking around by himself."

"You idiot," he growled softly. "The Autobots never go anywhere by themselves!"

"He was alone, I didn't see any of the others."

"Just because you didn't see them doesn't mean they aren't somewhere close by watching!" He roared.

"The Dinobot was there but he went in another direction, and if any of the others were there they would have attacked me to save him and not hide in the shadows."

"The Dinobot was with him?" Ripjaw asked in an eerily calm tone. Bumblebee slowly awoke with a soft groan, trying to get up he found himself tied up.

"Yes. I know you would rather have the Dinobot but I saw the lieutenant here as easy pickings!"

Bumblebee looked up to see Ripjaw slowly getting closer to Amberblade, "Easy pickings?" He asked as he mimicked her.

Amberblade looked over at Bumblebee, "Oh, you're awake."

While she was distracted Ripjaw raised his servo. SLAP! Bumblebee flinched as Ripjaw hit Amberblade. Amberblade held the side of her face plate as Energon started dripping from Ripjaw's claws, she had a look of surprise on her face before she turned to look at Ripjaw with a scornful look. "Do not look at me that way," he warned, "By bringing him here the Dinobot will follow his scent which will lead him here!"

"So what do you suppose we do!?" She hissed at him through clenched dentures.

Ripjaw transformed and stomped on Bumblebee, "Get rid of the problem," he growled as he lowered his jaws to Bumblebee's chest.

Amberblade just left him to his work as she went to find something to help stop the Energon leaking out. I can't believe he hit me. I thought we were beyond that... I thought he loved me.

Bumblebee kept his optics on Ripjaw's large fangs, "And we actually thought you cared about her," he suddenly said.

Ripjaw looked at him, "That's none of your concern, Autobot!" He growled at him.

"You made it my concern when you hit her," the Autobot countered.

"If you must know I do care for her, but she made a stupid decision."

"That doesn't give you the excuse to hurt her like that. Hasn't anyone told you that it's not nice to hit a femme?" He asked as he glared at the Spinosaurus.

"I do what I want with whoever I want."

"Is that what they told you when you joined Thunderhoof's old gang?"

"I've heard enough!" Ripjaw growled before he slammed Bumblebee against a wall. Bumblebee let out a pained yell as he fell to the floor before he went unconscious. Ripjaw took Bumblebee out of the base to put him where the Dinobot could find him so he wouldn't come snooping around the base.

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The Wolf-Con and the Cadet

Chapter 1

Next Chapter

[kiankiwi]

Could you write a little fic maybe about Felix and reader having a warm, cozy morning in their flat near Oxford?! Maybe when baby girl is still tiny and it’s just the three of them cuddling in bed and lots of fluff

YES! Let's go, INCOMING: NO PLOT JUST FLUFF AND THIS SLEEPY LITTLE FAM!

Felix cracked his eyes open to the bright morning light and appreciated the fact that he wasn't hungover. Because your and his daughter was absolutely screaming bloody murder next to his head. She was still only about 4 months old so you got anxious about letting her leave your side. Even if it was just to her own crib. So the bassinet next to his head had to do for now.

Hearing your baby's scream, you started awake. "Wh-what's wrong?!" Felix grunted as he stood and stretched. "Nothing babe, squish is just hungry. Go back to sleep, okay? I'll get her a bottle." You nodded and snuggled back into the blankets.

"I know sweetheart, I know you're not happy that your tummy is rumbly. Daddy's going as fast as he can alright." He whispered as he held a screaming Juliet in his arms taking her to the kitchen in your tiny shared flat just outside of Oxford's campus.

Felix worked on autopilot on this point. He was pretty sure he was sleepwalking at this point as he prepared the tiny bottle and gave it to his daughter and immediately brought the little girl back to your big bed. "Yeah, you wanna snuggle in mommy and daddy's big bed?" Felix walked over to his side of the bed and put the baby in the bed between the two of you.

You stretched, your eyes still closed. "Is that my baby? Morning Juju bee!" You smiled as you laid your arm across Juliet's belly as Felix fed her her bottle. "She was one hungry girl." Felix said as he adjusted the bottle so he could sit up better. You laughed. "I heard..." You turned on one of Juliet's favorite baby shows for her.

Juliet finished off her bottle and Felix picked her up and laid her against his shoulder, criss crossing his legs and patting her back gently. "Can you burp for me please bubba?" Juliet squealed in protest. "Oh, I know you hate this part..." Felix said as he continued patting the baby's back over his shoulder.

You watched your boyfriend be a dad. He did a total 180 change since he found out you were pregnant with little Juliet and you fell in love with him a little more every day since your daughter was born and watched him step up to be a dad to your little girl.

"Oh there we go sweet girl..." Felix laid the little girl back on his pillow and she snuggled in, going right back to sleep. "Ooooh, you're gonna go right back to sleep after waking mommy and daddy up?" Felix looked to you and gestured as if to say 'can you believe her? look at this!' You giggled.

"You can go back to bed baby, I got her." You shook your head. "No, I like these little memories with our baby. Lay back down, get some cuddles. She'll only be this little once."

Felix nodded. "You're right, she's growing everyday." Felix moved Juliet a little closer to you so that she could lay between you two better while he could also lay down. The baby stirred but thankfully didn't wake up fully again. Felix laid down and laid his arm across his daughter. You kissed the side of your daughters head. "Mommy and daddy love you, Juju... have a good nap sweet girl." You smiled as Felix held your hand.

"Thank you for making this little family with me. I like this version of me a lot better than the old one." Felix said as he watched your daughter sleep. "You're welcome. Thank you for being the best dad to her." Felix smiled. "Of course, I'll do anything for you two."

@crypticminx

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Another girl dad!felix au fic!!! wooooo! I hope you liked it! I sure loved writing it!

[suzakus-canon-wife]

You woke up gradually, but very aware of gentle touch on your head, fingers in your hair.

"Kabru?" you murmured as you cracked your eyes open.

"Yeah, it's me," he assured you. "Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you."

"It's a nice way to wake up," you said with a shrug. You got nestled into the blankets just a little bit more, then leaned into his hand. You purred lightly, but recalling what kind of effect that sound could have on him, you made sure it didn't get too loud or intense. Just enough that he knew how happy he was making you.

"Feels good, huh?" he asked, still playing with your hair. He let it run through his fingers, letting each strand drop to join its comrades as it slipped through his fingers completely.

He delved his fingers through the strands to scratch lightly at your scalp next, humming contentedly just to feel the warmth of your scalp and the texture of your hair as he did. He just liked to touch you, to spend these first minutes (hours, if he was lucky) that you were both awake just with each other. No one had need of you two yet, nothing was happening yet, so he was free to spend this time with the one who was most important to him. He wouldn't want to do anything else with this time. Nothing was better.

He looked forward to many mornings that started like this, just him and his kitten, his fingers drifting through your hair, combing the bedhead out and massaging in his love.

This is so cute Bee omg 😭😭😭😭 God hes so soft ;;; nothing sounds better rn than being close to him like this ;;;;

[kathanisharma]

I think that you really have a great understanding of kathony. What do you respond to people who say that Anthony didn't fight for Kate. But he fought for Edwina and his family. How to respond to this?

thank you for the compliment!

so breaking this down, first of all, he definitely fought for kate, but to understand how, you have to take a closer look into who anthony is.

anthony is about duty. s1 we see him raking around but we still see hints of it, in his trying to find a match for daphne, even if he didn't get it right, but at the end of s1, he states that he's going to marry and have children etc etc as per his duties to his family and the viscountcy (we could go into a deeper exploration into where this burden comes from for him and it deals with his relationship with his father, and his father's early death but i don't think it's necessary to understand his actions as it relates to your question.)

so anthony going into s2? about doing his duty. marrying someone who fits the role, who he decides will pretty much be the diamond because if that's who the queen determines is perfect, she's what is perfect in society's eyes, and have kids, which he tells edwina in episode 3, telling her he will be doing his business and doesn't expect to spend time with his wife or kids. so when you say he fought for edwina? i don't see it. he found for edwina as she fit the role of his bride that he could have without any emotional connections, as would have any other lady the queen named as diamond.

his relationship with edwina was never about edwina as a person, but rather edwina as someone who fit a box, and he states that! in ep6 when edwina asks if he loves her, he responds with this whole dialogue about understanding her and how they're both eligible matches- the best of the season, who fills roles and have duties they have to fulfill. it's all very business transaction and again, has nothing to do with their actual personalities.

so in terms of fighting for edwina, i don't think he ever does, purely because he doesn't think of edwina as a person outside of the role she fills and his duty. he's fighting for his duty, at the exclusion of love.

his family. yeah. this whole season was his fighting for him family, but also learning that fighting for family doesn't mean excluding the possibility of happiness for himself or that his fighting for his family isn't the only thing making him worthy of love.

now specifically kate. did he fight for kate? yes. because he fought for her in a way that showed he truly loved and understood her.

the running theme from the beginning has always been how quickly kate and anthony clicked, and yes they were enemies/rivals/whatever words you want to use but it's been clear from their first meeting, that they align and then quickly after that- the mud scene, the bee scene, the library, etc that there's something unique about them. that their personal experiences have shaped them into similar beings.

so anthony fighting for kate is him accepting that he can't push her. there's never really any big opportunities for us to see him fight for her, because this season is really about them fighting their own selves and then accepting that they want to love and be loved and they reach that end point separately. anthony reaches it when he finds out she's awake after the accident and kate reaches it somewhere between her conversation with mary after the accident and before she dances with anthony at the wrecking ball dance.

so when anthony proposes to kate right after the accident, it's coming from him having just realized he wants to love her/be loved and it's coming when she thinks he's proposing out of burden/honour because she doesn't quite accept that there's a chance he loves her. idk if that makes sense. but he doesn't push there because there's this vulnerability of putting yourself out there and then thinking the other person doesn't want you back and it makes sense- they've both been pushing the other person for so long! but anthony is vulnerable (as is kate)!

so the next time we see them interact is the dance and it's all lovely with a hint of sad desperation that this is it for them. but then anthony finds her in the garden. and this is where i do think he fought for her.

because fighting isn't just about running, yelling in the rain, on your knees, desperate begging. sometimes it's putting it all out there, showing your entire heart, with having no expectations. he fought for her in a quiet, softer manner, even though it was seemingly hopeless. it can be about being completely vulnerable and open to heart break.

anthony has always had walls up. we only see them fall with kate, often when her walls are also down. here he chooses to let them down. he lays it all out on the line. he tells her he loves her and always has and that it's going to remain, regardless. he puts no conditions on his love. because he understands her desire for freedom. he understands the appeal of running away. he understands the fear of letting someone have so much power over you and your heart. and he lets her have his heart anyways. and accepts that she may not return hers and she may leave. and so in a way, he's fighting harder than he ever has, because he's accepting that he may be left in pain, but he's giving everything of himself. and it's a quieter fighting, but just as true.

so anthony does fight for kate. and luckily that's where their hea begins. if this were a different kind of story and their path to their hea had continued, idk what we would have seen- maybe we would have seen the louder fighting, maybe we would have seen him follow her to india, idk. but personally, i much prefer this. it felt truer to character and it felt like the right completion to a love story that was just as much about learning to accept that you are worthy of being loved, as much as it was about kate and anthony, and this scene really clinched both of them.

i hope this helps!

[theallenshorefangirl]

@voidwritesstuff @screechinginthevoid

After the Tapes Chapter 6 (Sorry if it's bad, it's been written since March and April) plz forgive me. I forgot how to write.

As the fresh March rain hit the cabin,it was about 7:00 am.The cabin was quite.The calendar date was the 25th of March.The only room in the cabin that was active with noise,was the kitchen where Desmond,Laz,Jerico,Lucas and Allen were busy like bees in there.”Alright this needs to be perfect for her.” Jerico kept them on their toes while cooking.”Allen stop eating the buttercream frosting!? And Desmond stop playing around with the pancake batter.Lucas you know better stop putting a bunch of sprinkles on the cake!?” Dios mio!? Laz, can you help me keep the children at bay.”

Laz chuckled and nodded. Lucas,Desmond and Allen all slowly turned to Jerico and frowned. ”yeah that's right I called you children cause you're all acting like one.” They all get back to the task at hand.Allen peered in the doorway to his and his sisters room.Laying in a burrito blanket on her own bed was Z.She found a way to keep herself asleep and from the sleep paralysis demon. ”Z wake up time to get up.” Allen knocked on the wood of the bed.Half awake Z sits up. ”Huh?” “Come on rise and shine,take a shower and come to the kitchen.” Allen kept poking her with a random stick he snagged from the tree next to the window “Alright,alright I'll get up.” Z was really annoyed but she got up eventually and took her morning shower.

Once she was done as soon as she stepped into the kitchen she was bombarded with confetti and streamers.”Happy birthday Z!” They all called out.Z stood there embarrassed.Allen escorted Z to a chair where homemade chocolate chip pancakes were on a plate and a chocolate buttercream frosted sprinkle cake sat in the middle of the table.”We made you breakfast and a cake!” Jerico laughed as they sat down to eat. “Wow, it looks great!” Z spoke with joy and a hint of sadness to her voice.

*Timeskip to Town* The town was abandoned and Mayer security was nowhere to be seen.Desmond wanted to grab a few things from his apartment and office area to try and liven up the cabin that Lucas put add-ons to the house for more room for everyone.While Jerico,Lazarus,Desmond and Lucas were busy with collecting stuff from the apartment and to get food at Homa Mart.Allen and Z headed back to the one place that made them feel like themselves again.Icarus Point Lighthouse.

Allen thought Z needed to take in a breath of air from being cooped up in the cabin.He made sure no Mayer Security was roaming about the place and took Z inside.They both reached the top of the lighthouse.Z looked out amongst the ocean and started crying.Allen,worried like he always was, and walked to Z's side.”What's wrong your the birthday girl is everything alright?”

Z's face was red and her eyes started to turn red from how much she cried.”Allen that's the thing I don't feel like a girl I feel like I'm nothing.I don't feel girly…I feel like a void ripped my thoughts straight from my head.Like a singular moon different from the rest of the stars and suns and moons.” Z trembled, losing her balance and fell to her knees sobbing and hyperventilating intensely like an anxiety attack was happening.Allen pulls her close.``Shhh it's alright I think I read it in a book your not female nor male but you don't fall under those categories.I think it's called Non-Binary or enby if I'm not mistaken.” Allen has read multiple books from Desmond’s mini library in the cabin and tries to understand what they were like: books on bird species,cute cats and cuddly dogs,how to comfort a love one,ect.Anything Desmond had he kinda had it.Allen pulls Z close to himself and hugs her.”Do you want me to use Non-Binary pronouns with you?” Allen rubs her back letting the tears stain his canary yellow turtleneck.``With you,you're only allowed to call me by your sister. I don't mind,but I want the others to use enby pronouns.” She sniffled and wiped the tears on her pale violet sweater.``It's ok,we can tell the others when we are back to the cabin…ok?” Allen rubs little circles around their back.

*Timeskip to dinner* They all,got back safe in the cabin.Desmond had his chaise lounge and his chair back,along with a working computer and a few other items like patient files,records and tapes.Lucas was making some grilled lemon salmon and some side dishes to go with it.Everyone sat down to eat.Allen stood up,and the room went quiet.”Guys,Z wants me to tell you all they want to use Non-Binary pronouns from now on.” He sat back down.Z was sinking in her chair,the ringing in her ears were loud and felt like liquid fire was pouring down her eyes.”Z,you're ok with us no matter what you are.” Jerico piped up.”We would even still love you like family if you were a worm!” Allen nudged Z's shoulder.”No matter what kiddo,you're ok in my book.” Lucas gave a warm smile.”If you need anything,let us know.” Laz nodded.Z sat there crying for a good while.Desmond and the others gave them a hug and rubbing their back.After a while they ate the delicious lemon salmon and finished the rest of the birthday cake.

It was now 11pm and they all sat atop the radio tower.Lucas gifted a good sized telescope that could see pretty far away.The cool spring air was fresh and crisp.The stars twinkled like glitter.Afew of the constellations glimmers familiar colors like red,purplish pink,light blue and pink.They all admired the beautiful display as they headed back to bed.Allen and Z both looked out the window as the rain started to pour in.”I'm so proud of you. You know that.I would give you the best sibling ever award if that existed.” Allen laughs.Z smiles and yawns,leaning onto Allen.”Same to you, Al. I mean, without you, it would be boring.” Allen's smile widened.”I forgot to tell you, but I loaded everyone's pillows with confetti.” Once Desmond,Laz,Jer, and Lucas laid down a cloud of confetti poured out of their pillows.The heard groans of disappointment.They both laugh hysterically.”Nice bro.” Z nods in approval.”Hey perfect opportunity, and I took it.” Allen gleamed with joy.They both headed to their beds and went to sleep.

[manipulatorkaleidoscope]

Incorrect Quotes! (For Omega Strikers) (Part 2!)

Kai: If bees can be fish and boys can be girls, then why can't my dad love me? X: I thought I was going to have to yell at you, but now I think I should hug you.

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AiMi: Era and I are no longer dating. Era: AiMi, that’s a horrible way of telling people we’re married.

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Vyce: Oh, here’s my award for the most rules broken! Octavia: That’s not an award, it’s an angry letter from your boss. Vyce, hanging it on her wall: Well, it has the word ‘most’ in it, so I’m calling it an award!

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X: So, what, now I'm just supposed to do anything Atlas does? I mean, what if he jumped off a cliff?Drek’ar: If Atlas were to jump off a cliff, he would've done this due to his diligence regarding the height of the cliff, the depth of the water, and the angle of entry, so yes. If you see Atlas jump off a cliff, by all means, jump off a cliff. Luna: You jump off a cliff! Drek’ar: Gladly, provided Atlas did first.

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Juliette: Why do you keep a diary?! Estelle: To keep secrets from my computer.

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Kai: Can I ask you for a favor? X: I would literally die for you, but continue. Kai: We need to talk about you starting sentences that way ❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜❤️🧡

Luna, playing pretend : Since we're in a relationship now, your clothes are my clothes too. Don't ask me why I have your shirt on, this is our shirt. Zentaro, also playing pretend: Fine, but when I come strutting in with your fuzzy socks I don't want to hear shit.

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Vyce: Guess what number I’m thinking of. Asher: 420? Vyce: No, that’s really immature of you. Someone else guess, and please take this seriously. Juliette : 69. Vyce: Yeah it was 69.

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X: slams books down in front of Era X: Boil up some Mountain Dew. It’s gonna be a long night. Era: You could have said literally anything else. X: Cauldron boil and cauldron bubble, Baja Blast to fuel my trouble. Era: I’m going to just stop challenging you when you say random shit. I won’t win. I realize this now

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X: Relationships should be 50/50. Kai cooks us dinner while I sit on the kitchen counter looking pretty.

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Atlas: Why are you like this?? Rune: Obscura forced me to use too much "No More Tears" shampoo as a kid and I haven't felt a single emotion since.

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Asher: Happy Throwback Thursday! Here’s a throwback to when Dubu ate an entire tube of lipstick. Dubu, whining: Dubu! (But why would it be cherry-flavored if you can’t eat it?!)

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Estelle: Asher kissed me! Juliette: Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Estelle: It was unbelievable! Juliette: Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Octavia: Okay, we wanna hear everything. Juliette, get the wine and unplug the phone. Estelle, does this end well or do we need tissues? Estelle: Oh, it ended very well. Juliette: Do not start without me! Do not start without me! Octavia: Okay, alright, let’s hear about the kiss. Was it a soft brush against your lips or was it like a, you know, “I gotta have you now” kind of thing? Estelle: Well, at first it was really intense, you know? And then, oh God, and then we just sort of sunk into it. Octavia: Ohh… So, okay, was she holding you? Or were her hands on your back? Estelle: First she started out on my waist and then she slid up and then she was in my hair. Juliette and Octavia: Ohhh. meanwhile Asher eating pizza in Vyce’s house: And, uh, and then I kissed her. Vyce: Tongue? Asher: Yeah. X : Cool.

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Rune : Caffeine no longer keeps me awake while I work, so instead I have Atlas periodically send me texts saying ‘we need to talk.’ Rune : It gives me the right amount of adrenaline and fear I need to keep going.

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Luna: Do you care if I take the skin off this Furby? Luna: I want to make him a god. Once he is free of his sinful flesh, he can begin a path towards enlightenment. He will take care of us. Luna: I also want to softhack his circuits. Atlas: I literally could not care less but never say anything as frightening as that ever again.

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Juliette : I was voted “friendliest classmate” in high school. Asher: I was voted “most likely to become a clown”… Vyce: You think that’s bad? HA! I was voted “most likely to get rabies”!

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Rasmus: I love hearing AiMi shouting at someone else. It makes such a nice change.

[lisutarid-a]

[Gakuen K] Totsuka Tatara Route Translation

Report card

LIST OF CHAPTERS

[Translation under the cut]

Anna: ...Next is, Misaki.

Yata: Yes! ...Kamamoto, go take it.

Kamamoto: Why is that! Isn't it your report card Yata-san!?

Yata: That's true, but...I can't accept such an ominous thing.

Saya: (Ominous...)

Anna: Hurry up. If you don't come and get it, I'll deduct even more points from here.

Yata: D-don't do that!

Anna: Here, your report card.

Yata: Thanks.

Anna: No rounding up. No throwing away. Also prohibited not to accept reality.

Yata: ...Sensei, I'm not the only one with so many prohibitions, right?

Anna: If I don't tell you in advance, you'll get in trouble later.

Yata: Ugh...

Yata: ...You see, the content of my report card is terrible! In the comment field is written that I slept too much in class!

Kusanagi: But, isn't it true?

Yata: ...It is. But, you don't have to write it down again!

Kusanagi: Don't be upset. Why don't you just stay awake in class, Yata-chan? Do your best in the second semester.

Totsuka: Ahaha. Yata has become overwhelmed by Kusanagi-san's fair argument.

Totsuka: Yata's grades are terrible as usual but, how were yours?

Saya: Thanks to you, they were perfect.

Totsuka: Thanks to me? What did I do?

Saya: You tutored me in the library during the preparation for the mid-test.

Totsuka: Ah, I almost forgot about that. Just one time? I'm good for nothing.

Saya: That's not true. I passed the final exam because senpai taught me  formulas.

Saya: Also, historical figures. Thanks to the fact that you told me how to remember them, I was able to answer every single one of them.

Totsuka: Every single one of them? That's great. Your grades are a result of your hard work and ability, but...

Totsuka: I'm glad, even if I helped you a little.

Choice: [It's not "a little"] ♥

Saya: It's not "a little", you helped me a lot.

Totsuka: Haha, I see. I don't really feel it at all.

Totsuka: But if you're happy like that, I'm happy too.

Totsuka: Also, if you'll have any more problems, rely on me, okay?  I will help you as much as I can.

Saya: Okay!

Choice: [Please help me again]

Saya: If it wasn't a trouble for senpai...Can I ask you to help me study again?

Totsuka: Of course. What do you want to know?

Saya: Oh, not now. In the second semester. If I won't understand something in class.

Totsuka: Ah, I see. Sure, any time you want.

Totsuka: I have to study hard to be able to answer smoothly. I'm excited about all the things I'm going to do this summer.

Kamamoto: Totsuka-san, are you going to work a lot this summer?

Totsuka: Of course. Summer is a great time to make money!

Saya: What kind of part-time jobs will you do?

Totsuka: Various, is all I can say. Because the list is endless.

Saya: Endless?

Totsuka: I mean it as it is. Washing dishes, walking the dog. Weeding, beehive exterminator, detective apprentice!

Saya: Aren't beehives dangerous...

Totsuka: Well, it's not easy. Because bees are desperately fighting back,  when you destroy their house.

Totsuka: But each of them is fun, right? If you get a chance, give it a try.

Saya: Y-yeah. I wonder if there will be such a chance...

Kamamoto: Probably not...Totsuka-san, where do you find such part-time jobs?

Totsuka: It's a secret. Well then, have a nice summer!

Saya: Where are you going, Totsuka-senpai?

Totsuka: To a mass-producing Kakigori (a shaved ice dessert made by topping freshly shaved ice with flavored syrups) job. I'm o-o-off!

Saya: ...Totsuka-senpai, you're a busy person...

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[icharchivist]

like i said. if you wanna suffer ill be happy to watch. but also the only thing i know about ff 15 is that one max0r video which while very funny is probably not 100% accurate to the story

now this is giving me too much power. I'll be happy (and sad) to oblige. And give you a quick overview.

and yeah i doubt that one video is a good description of it. so.

cracks fingers.

One of us is going to end up crying by the end of this. it's going to be me. but you're welcome to join me.

Final Fantasy 15 is the story of Noctis Lucis Caelum, crown prince of the kingdom of Lucis.

The Kingdom of Lucis is facing a crisis as the ever-growing Niflheim Empire is trying to expend and take the kingdom over, at the same time as a sickness called Starscrouge is slowly killing people. When the night falls, daemons come in the dark, and ever since those events have started happening, nights are growing longer in longer.

As the Empire of Niflheim is discussing peace treaty with the Kingdom, a clause is made on their contract to have Noctis marry Princess Lunafreya Nox Fleuret, who's been held captive by Niflheim for about a decade, and who has been Noctis's childhood friend and penpal. She is the Oracle, chosen by a prophecy to be the only person capable of healing the Starscrouge before the sickness takes hold.

King Regis decides to send his son to his marriage-to-be right before the peace treaty is officially signed, accompanied by his three most trusted friends - Ignis Scientia, who's been working as a royal advisor, cook, caretaker ever since they were children, Gladiolus Amicitia, who's been Noctis' bodyguard and royal trainer for a very long time, and Prompto Argentum, Noctis' school bestie who, despite having no relation to the royal family, is the only person outside of it Noctis managed to get close with.

But soon after their departure, the peace ceremony goes array- King Regis is murdered and the Kingdom of Lucis fall to the Empire, now leading a manhunt for Noctis to kill the royal lineage, and recover the Ring of Lucis, a powerful artefact carried through the family that, especially once coupled with the Magic Crystal that is the source of all magic in Lucis, can connect its wielder with the Kings of Old to access tremendous power left by the Gods.

See, there is a prophecy in the Lucis lineage that one day the One True King Of Light, chosen by the Gods, will be able to purge the world of the Starscrouge and Daemons, ending this curse at all cost. and, as you can imagine, this burden will fall on Noctis's shoulders as he goes through his new journey to awake the old gods and reunites the soul weapons of the previous Kings in order to unlock the full potential of his power.

The game mostly plays as an open world where you explore the valley with your besties. There is a lot that is very difficult to communicate that is just about how it feels like a camping simulator. You don't want to stay up at night for too long because Daemons are overleveled and bitch to kill, so you try to level up, do your missions, and enjoy your time connecting with your friends, learning more about them.

From Prompto's insecurities about his place in this journey, to Ignis's unwavering loyalty that would oversee Noctis's protection to the end, to Gladio devoting himself to being the shield even when everything starts to fall apart, you end up caring a lot for this group of misfits who are just trying to enjoy their journey knowing it might be their last.

You spend the game mostly having fun with them. Finding place to camp, new recipes for Ignis to cook, Prompto is constantly taking pictures and selfies to remember the journey by, you stop to every ponds to be sure Noctis can enjoy all of the fishing he can, you meet up with Gladio's little sister, it's really a really heartful game in ways that are very difficult to articulate.

... until shit hit the fan.

You're introduced to the real antagonist of the game, the Empire's chancelor, Ardyn Izunia, who's been pulling the strings all along, while also helping Noctis unlock the powers of the Gods.

And when finally it's time for you to go find Lunafreya for their wedding and hopefully linking the power of the Oracle to the King of Light in order to finally purge it all.....

Ardyn will brutally murder Lunafreya in front of Noctis, killing with her any possibility to stop the Starscrouge and the endless nights around the corner. The death itself is pretty heartbreaking, showcasing Noctis' very difficult time to deal with her loss, and Luna was defined by how she was willing to do everything to carry her duty to the end, so it was really sad.. but Luna was not very well written unfortunately (she appears maybe 15mins in the whole game up until this point) so i don't have as much to say about it :( it was super heartbreaking but yeah... yeah.

During this confrontation, Ignis will lose his eyes trying to protect Noctis, as Noctis was unconscious and Ignis grabbed the Ring of Lucis to ask for the powers of the Gods to protect him, and the Gods burn his eyes off. (it's so hard to properly explain but Ignis becoming blind ends up developping a lot of problems in the plot, of course, but especially in the gameplay. Like you spend the game having Ignis cook all sort of things and exitedly tell you about what he's going to cook today, and then your first campire after this incident you see the only food you can cook is some canned bean and it's just. so sudden in the way to tell you Ignis is changed for ever by it.)

Shortly afterward, Ardyn will create illusions that will push Noctis to push Prompto off from a moving train, resulting in Prompto getting kidnapped and experimented on by the Empire.

all while Gladio is losing his faith in Noctis because everyone is expecting so much from him, that they're their only hope, and yet Noctis is so lost in his grief that he doesn't focus on the bigger picture, while everyone he loves is losing everything around them.

When you finally decide to take down the Empire's HQ to get Prompto's back, is when a lot of truth starts to unravel.

You learn that Prompto is the clone of one of the highest funding members of the Empire, who was created to become one of the mindless drone enemies you fight the whole game, but has been smuggled out of the labs before he could be turned as such - only keeping a mark on his wrist reminding him of who he truly is. As much as Prompto always wanted to be Noctis' friend, he always feared that him being a clone, a failed weapon made by the enemies, would eventually disgust Noctis, and he feared all his life that Noctis would turn against him. so you can imagine the panic for Prompto when Noctis did attack him due to the illusions.

Most importantly though, you learn that Ardyn Izunia is actually Ardyn Lucis Caelum - one of the prince of Olds, the first person who was prophetized to be the King of Light. Bahamut himself, god of gods, gave him for missions to purge the Starscrouge, and Ardyn did just that, and took all of the Starscrouge in the world inside of his body, eradicating it from this world... and when he came to ask what he was supposed to do now, the Gods turned on him and left him to his fate, as he was not the one to actually serve to finish this prophecy. (if i recall correctly they legit say it wouldn't be narratively satisfying. Fuck the Gods, fuck Bahamut, all the homies hate Bahamut no matter the universe.)

Then, as the gods refused to clean him from the scrouge, his brothe, Somnus, tried to kill him before locking him into a magical prison and a magical slumber for the centuries that followed. Somnus became known as the Savior of Lucis, he took the credit for the actions of his brother, and build his kingdom on his ashes, continuing his royal line until Noctis' birth out of it.

When the Niflheim Empire started to come to power, they freed Ardyn, and figured out how to be able to use his power -- Ardyn could unlean the Starscrouge inside of him and have it spread into the world.... and we learn that people who "die" from the Starscrouge actually become Daemons, creature of the night, and the more people become Daemons, the longer the night will last.

And so Ardyn unleashed all of his power, all of his suffering, but himself has been turned into a Daemon at this point due to the sickness ravaging his body for centuries. He only feels pain, and he cannot die, for the sickness made him immortal. So while the Empire woke him up to use him, Ardyn decided instead to use the Empire to take revenge on the descendant of his brother, destroy the world he had sworn to save, and finally by the end, being killed by the True King of Light in the way the Gods will find narratively satisfying.

And finally, as our four companions are trying to escape the forteress, Noctis finds the Crystal, and with all the power he has gathered since then, and prompted by Ardyn telling him that the only way for him to know how to defeat him, Noctis approached it... and was taken in by the Crystal.

In there he met the Kings of Old who told him about the prophecy. The King of Light will pure the world of the Starscrouge and the Demons by taking out Ardyn for good.... but since Ardyn cannot die, his soul will always come back into his body, the King of Light must die as well in order to kill Ardyn's soul in the afterlife once its there.

Noctis therefore learns that by the end of his journey, the only thing that awaits is his own suicide in order to finally put Ardyn to rest.

The Crystal kept Noctis in it for about ten years. For ten years Noctis could do nothing but wait, as the Night fully took the lands over and destroyed everything. Only small camps here and there managed to survive and fight -- and his three friends have been trying to do their best for the people's survival, while being torn apart at the sudden loss of Noctis that day.

When Noctis finally returns, he can meet with his friends one last time. And tell them what awaits him.

For one last time you team up with your dearest friends, all of them having to be aware that they're walking you out so you can kill yourself to finally bring peace.

Before entering the final room to the final boss fight, Noctis turns to his friends, and ask Prompto to give him one of the pictures he took. You go through all the pictures you took as Prompto as you decide which picture Noctis will hold on in his last moments, holding on knowing they were the people who brought him on this journey to start with. In there Noctis will share his final words with them.

And finally you leave your friends behind. Finally it's time to fight Ardyn as he himself only awaits for death. Two dead men giving each other a last fight, two pawns by the prophecy made by the Gods, tool in a narrative that never saw them as humans, no matter how hard they clang to their humanity and to the people they loved.

One last final fight, finally killing Ardyn. And watching Noctis climbs on the throne of his father, and empale himself with all of the swords of the previous kings, in order to finish this fight in the afterlife.

And so the game ends. Ardyn is dead. The Starscrouge and Daemons are purged from this world. the Kingdom of Lucis can live on and see better days. And Noctis is dead as well, standing on the throne of his father.

In the last moments of the game you see him in the afterlife where he reunited with Lunafreya. He's holding the picture you picked in the previous scene. Looking over his friends one last time.

And then in case it's not enough you have the DLCs. Ardyn's DLC tell you more about how the Gods set them up for narrative satisfaction to start with. Then you have all three friends' DLC, set at points in game when you don't know what happened to them. But all of them ends with some final goodbye of some sort.

Gladio's DLC is the most underwhelming one in general so i don't really know what to say about it, and it doesn't really have a big payoff.

Prompto's show how he felt, abandonned in the snow when Noctis almost killed him. Having to wrestle with his existence as a clone, and figuring out if Noctis even wants him by his side. This DLC ends on a last conversation between Prompto and Noctis right before Noctis entered the crystal, in which Noctis tells Prompto he hopes he'll be by his side as he'll try to be a good king. Prompto promise he will be, always.

And then. Ignis' DLC. god that fucking DLC.

You really see the events in which Ignis stole the Ring to try to protect Noctis there, the event that rendered him blind. You see how much he fights out of devotion for Noctis. And you learn that when he put the ring on, the Kings of Old told him Noctis was going to die. Ignis spent his life protecting Noctis. In fact, you go through various flashback of their first meeting. Ignis has to learn that the kid he's protected his whole life, is going to die, and there's nothing he can do about it, because this is the fate that has been drawn on him.

On the first ending of the DLC, There is one last goodbye. Where Ignis wants to follow Noctis to the end and Noctis has to stop him, telling him that he wants him to live on.

(so that's the scene where i was crying so hard i ended up tripping in the stairs)

BUT THEN Ignis's DLC has an alternative ending. an ending where when Ignis hears the plans the Gods had planned for Noctis, he tells them, screw you. I'm never going to let it happen to him. I'll fight all of you if i have to and i'll save Noctis from this cruel fate you have planned.

And so in this ending, Ignis doesn't let Noctis walk into the Crystal and they work together, in an alternative way, until they can save him and put him on the throne.

and let me be clear: this ending is impossible by the game's lore. It's purely a fanservice fix-it ending, a what if, Ignis' ultimate proof of love that is enough to screw over the prophecy hundred of years in the making.

Where Ignis manages to save Noctis so Noctis can actually live on as the King he was raised to be. For ever at his side.

SO. WELL. WELL. I NEVER RECOVERED.

(and i am in fact crying as i'm writing all of this)

all of that while the main theme of the game is a Stand By Me cover by Florence + The Machine that will forever rip your heart and will leave you crying your eyes out as you finish this game, especially after the true ending, watching Noctis' die, and then hearing this fucking damn song.

Anyway i never fucking recovered from it. Like, never.

Like, even a summary doesn't do it justice. My first playthrough took me hundreds of hours. I spent hundred of hours with those kids. Enjoying their banters, seeing them protect each other, fight with one another. There's so much of their dynamic that is so deep into the gameplay, the way your companions will check on you during a fight, the moments they'll pause to have a high five, those moments of pure happiness where you know they're having fun by each other's side.

and Noctis being such a good character you really get to love and for what. And for what!!!!!!!! to get him killed by the end???? like for crying out loud. literally.

So yeah that's the speedrun of what FF15 is about. It's about tearing my heart out of my chest, that's what it is. (and others themes but you get my point)

Anyway. Yeah. Here you are. Here you know FF15's story.

and btw there was a little webseries set right before the event of the games, telling you how each of those friendships started. if you ever goot curious through reading all of this, i definitely recommend it. (the playlist is from newest to oldest though so be sure to watch on the right order)

was it worth it.

[demetriandelibinaryboyfriends]

Starry-eyed Looking like a movie, every night’s a new scene I’m still stuck in hell

Say goodbye When they go home together, whispering forever I’ll go touch myself

I’ll still be alone when I’m done

All my friends are falling in love And I can’t even make out with him without wanting your touch Hell, I can’t even stomach a drink without hitting you up Know it’s too late But there’s still a part of me that’s hoping maybe one day It could be us Yeah, I’m still falling out of it and all my friends are falling in love

Every night I lay awake at his place, thinking ‘bout you always Dying, can’t you tell? Say I’m fine Faking like I’m happy, hope he doesn’t ask me If there’s someone else

But I’ll still be alone when he’s done

All my friends are falling in love And I can’t even make out with him without wanting your touch Hell, I can’t even stomach a drink without hitting you up Know it’s too late But there’s still a part of me that’s hoping maybe one day It could be us Yeah, I’m still falling out of it and all my friends are falling in love

I can barely breathe Yeah, I still miss you Do you think of me when she’s with you, falling in love?

All my friends are falling in love And I can’t even make out with him without wanting your touch And no, I can’t even stomach a drink without hitting you up Know it’s too late But there’s still a part of me that’s hoping maybe one day It could be us Yeah, I’m still falling out of it and all my friends are falling in love

***

@karatecaulfield WHAT UP WOULD YOU LIKE SOME YASMOON ANGST ON THIS FINE MORNING

Happy February! For the first day of Romance Month, have some angsty Yasmine content about experiencing the acute agony of realizing your love just a little too late! :D

...so I got really addicted to this song and had it playing on repeat, right?

And then at about the 50th listen, I had the epiphany that oh my god, this perfectly describes the situation of the sad, piney S3 Yasmine who lives rent-free in my mind, yearning for Moon and trying to fill the void by making out with Demetri :O

Gonna put my ramble about this and about S3 Yasmine under a cut because OH LORD did it get long ^^;

So the basic story here goes along with my headcanon that Moon and Yas were secretly, uh...experimenting in S1 (i.e. hooking up in secret). Moon started longing for more than a clandestine relationship behind closed doors, and wanted to tell people they were together. She figured they were the queen bees of the school, after all--no one would have the guts to give the girls at the top of the food chain a hard time for being queer. Besides, this was ever-progressive Los Angeles, wasn’t it? They’d probably become the school’s next big power couple, not losers worthy of ridicule.

Yasmine still refused, terrified of her own sexuality and the reactions of her homophobic family if they ever caught wind. All throughout their sophomore year, she told herself her feelings for Moon were just a dumb phase she’d eventually outgrow.

Naturally, they stopped messing around after the beach party fallout and Moon getting together with Hawk. When Yasmine spent the summer in France, she hoped the distance would help her to forget Moon and move on--maybe even become normal, as it were.

When the school year starts, Yasmine is in for quite a shock. Not only is Moon dating another girl--one Yasmine doesn’t even know, at that--but she’s doing so openly. They told half the grade at Moon’s end-of-summer party, with no shame or discretion whatsoever. Yasmine shoves down any jealousy that surfaces, feeling like an idiot.

It’s too fucking late. She had her chance with Moon, and she lost it. Absolutely torpedoed it on the infinitesimal chance that people wouldn’t accept her. Accept them.

What’s worse, Sam and Miguel seem to have rekindled their relationship...and are being utterly sickening about it. If Yasmine has to hear them giggling all through lunch one more time, she swears she’ll bang her head against their cafeteria table.

Yasmine, meanwhile, has commenced operation “Become A Normal Straight Girl” in hopes of finally shrugging off the unwelcome feelings that have started to bubble up again. After The Wedgie Incident, Yasmine doesn’t have as many romantic prospects as she once did, but...Demetri seems harmless enough, annoying though he is.

She hopes more than anything that their make-out sessions will awaken something in her. That swapping spit with him will make her feel like...well, however the typical teenage girl should when doing such activities.

But he’s not Moon. His body isn’t as soft, as curvy. His fingers on her skin aren’t as delicate. His laugh isn’t as warm.

Nonetheless. Every time she kisses him, she closes her eyes and pretends anyways.

Yasmine takes to crashing at Demetri’s house--sometimes even on weeknights. There’s a certain comfort in it, walking into school with her hair tactfully disheveled and projecting an image of shameless, brazen harlotry. Sometimes she even walks with a slight manufactured limp--to really drive home that she’s no prude virgin.

No one gives her a second glance. She hides in teenage normalcy so well that her classmates look right past the strangeness just underneath. The one thing after a brutal front wedgie that could make her even more of a pariah--if the knowledge fell into the wrong hands, anyways.

In truth, Yasmine and Demetri only try once to go all the way. They abandon the venture halfway. Yasmine knows on some level that they’re both just going through the motions--trying to do what’s expected. Neither of them really want this.

She still spends many a night on Demetri’s bedroom floor, staring at the ceiling. He lends her an old inflatable air mattress that smells vaguely of piss. Usually she’d throw more of a fuss, but to hell with it--it’s just the cherry on top of the shit sundae that is her life now. And Demetri, well...blemishes and all, he might well be the only way to keep up appearances. Keep eyes off her, keep the sneers away.

Because, as much as she hates to admit it, he’s the popular one now. Being on his arm is the perfect camouflage.

And so she puts on a happy face. Tells Moon and Sam and everyone else that she’s doing great. That thank god, she finally found a non-douchey genuinely nice guy to be crazy about.

Demetri takes her to parties sometimes. Surprisingly rowdy ones with his new karate friends, one of whom always manages to provide a keg.

The upside is that after a cup of beer, a make-out session or two with Demetri in the back of Sam’s yard doesn’t seem so taxing. The downside is that whenever she’s not lip-locked with her alleged boyfriend, she inevitably fumbles for her phone and is sending Moon a whole slew of drunk texts before she can think better.

The typo-riddled “I LPVEEEE YOIUUUUU”s don’t do much to raise Moon’s concern. Apparently she just dismisses them as “silly drunk girl-best-friend” texts with no deeper layers, because she rarely brings them up later. Or not as more than a light joke or a bit of teasing, anyways.

Thankfully, Yasmine at least has the self-control to stop herself from saying anything too damning. Anything a little too close to the truth. Anything just a bit more vulnerable and real than what she wants her best friend to see.

Anything that raises questions about why she’s showering Moon with drunken affection rather than her own boyfriend.

She senses Demetri’s suspicion sometimes, drifting down from his bed in a heavy fog. Surrounding them in the hallway as their tongues entangle, showing off to the school how very in love they are. Emanating from slightly-raised eyebrows when she leans a little too hard into a seductive hallway whisper, swinging her hips with a heavily-practiced motion that only looks stiff and forced if you look closely.

Every time she sees him, the question seems to be just on the tip of his tongue. The same tongue she is now far too familiar with for her tastes.

Is something on your mind? Is someone on your mind?

Nonetheless, the question never quite makes it out. Yasmine thinks she knows why.

This dance, this little tango they’re doing...she suspects Demetri's intentions aren’t wholly sincere, either. She sees how he looks at Hawk. How distant and distracted he becomes the second Yasmine spots red or purple approaching. How Demetri’s jerky, unnatural movements and stilted, hollow dirty talk mirror her own.

Demetri is ducking for cover just as much as her, hiding behind having the hottest girlfriend in school so no one will see what he really is. And on some level, they both know it.

Yasmine realizes. It’s only a matter of time before Demetri does too, and then...

Eventually, the pretty blonde alibi won’t be worth the exhausting facade. Eventually he’ll be done, and when he leaves, he’ll take her only cover with him.

She’ll be back at square one, alone at the lunch table as Sam and Miguel and Moon and Piper crawl all over each other.

She can only imagine how much harder it will be to hide the truth then--that her thoughts are constantly swimming with Moon, Moon, Moon. The only person to ever really make her feel anything, and Yasmine let the most beautiful and genuine thing in her life slip away.

And Moon...

She’s moved on. Happy with someone else. Confident and secure in herself and her sexuality and finally with someone who loves her loudly and openly.

And how can Yasmine blame Piper? Moon is so beautiful and kind and warm and loving her is as easy as breathing. Piper would have to be unfathomably stupid not to fall for her.

And Moon wouldn’t be with someone unfathomably stupid. Sans a certain red-haired asshole, perhaps.

Yasmine knows she has no right to be jealous. She missed her chance. She’s told herself that a thousand times. But even so...

She wonders if Moon ever thought of her when Piper was with her. Falling in love, like anyone would. And no matter what Yasmine does, she can’t shut off the tiny, insistent, ever-so-selfish voice in her, whispering that one minuscule possibility that comes to mind whenever she looks at the girl she fell in love with a little too late. The new hand weaved into Moon’s, the new arm around her shoulders.

Maybe one day, that could be us.

***

I didn’t mean to write a mini-fanfiction, but oop. I guess I got a little carried away ^^;

Admittedly I’ve always wanted to delve more into Yasmine’s whole closet lesbian shtick, because like. I’m sure I’ve mentioned before, but that’s the only way I can make any sense of her drastic behavior change from S3 to S4. Like she was not at all acting like the same person??? The whole being-uncontrollably-obsessed-with-and-horny-for-Demetri thing from S4 was so out of left field that it felt like it had to be inauthentic. Her supposed “interest” in him was also just...bizarrely stiff and wooden in a way that like...even Moon’s interest in Hawk wasn’t??? (And y’all know I hate that ship with the burning passion of a thousand suns lmao) Like Moon liking Hawk didn’t feel fake so much as just super shallow. But with Yasmine and Demetri, it’s not even surface-level, it just...all feels like an act O____o

Tbh it’s weird as fuck and there’s not really any way to explain it (while still treating Yasmine like an actual character) without assuming she’s being disingenuous for some reason. But why??? What reason would Yasmine have for getting into a straight relationship purely for show (seemingly) when she was perfectly happy being single all through S1? She’s clearly not one of those girls who feels like they always have to be in a relationship, so...why does the first one we see for Yasmine, someone canonically very attractive and popular (at least formerly popular), feel so fake???

Well. The only thing that makes any sense is that Yasmine felt some kind of outside pressure to get into a relationship (specifically with a boy, I’d guess) and chose Demetri because he’s relatively good-natured and harmless, and probably won’t cause a lot of problems as far as for-show-only boyfriends go lol (actually tagged Yas in a meme about this exact phenomenon a while back!). After The Wedgie Incident, we know Yasmine’s popularity tanked, so my guess is she felt the need to get an arm candy boyfriend (which Demetri technically counts as, since he got popular as of S3!!!) either because her classmates were starting to gossip about her “perpetual singleness” and using that as just another reason she was an uncool freak, OR her parents started prying about why someone as high on the social food chain as her (relatively speaking) didn’t have a boyfriend yet.

So the only explanation I can think of for Yasmine being so absolutely boyfriendless in S1 and so absolutely unbothered by it is that she’s either a) a lesbian or b) on the acearo spectrum and felt obligated to date out of social pressure. A lot of her ice walls really come down around Moon AND she vibes a lot with another character who’s very definitely a closet gay (Demetri obvs), so I’m betting lesbian. Definitely some flavor of queer, in any case--partly bc of the lack of any interest in boys at ALL in S1 AND because she’s so close with Moon. Moon is canonically queer, and queers often end up being drawn to each other, even before they’re out!!!

Also worth noting that sans Kyler, Yasmine seems to prefer the company of girls to boys. We rarely ever see Yas hang out with guys outside of school--the joyride with Sam and Moon, the weed-smoking date hangout with Moon, even her cafeteria table is all girls. The boys visit sometimes, but not every day! Pretty different from Moon, btw, who is more than happy to hang out with Hawk, Demetri, and Miguel during the first half of S2! Meanwhile Demetri seems to deadass be the ONLY dude Yasmine interacts with at ALL prior to S5 (again, with the exception of Kyler), when she and Eli seem to be friends. The whole thing is just kind of a wacky setup that doesn’t lend itself to me believing Yasmine was ever even attracted to boys. And like I’m sorry but, especially considering how absolutely lifeless their relationship is, I don’t buy for a second that Demetri Fucking Alexopoulos was the first guy Yasmine ever liked/dated in high school like??? She was the queen bee, ffs!!! If she really wanted boyfriends, she would have had many more!!! Or at least alluded to dating boys at all prior to 3 seasons into the show!!!

Yes, yes, I KNOW the honest reason Yasmine does a 180 between S3 and S4 is crappy, inconsistent writing, but that’s no fun so I gotta rise to the challenge of attempting to thread together what little we get of her to make her character make any kind of sense akjshnfiasbpi

BY GOD IF I CAN MAKE A BETTER AND MORE LOGICALLY-TRACKING YASMINE THAN THE SHOWRUNNERS CAN, WHILE USING NOTHING BUT THEIR OWN CRAPPY WRITING FOR HER AND A FEW WELL-BACKED EXTRAPOLATIONS, THEN I WILL

Anyways TL;DR Demetri is Yasmine’s beard and I’m pretty sure Yasmine knew this from the jump. Either that, or she was trying to become “normal” through dating him. I feel like Yas has a lot more internalized homophobia than someone like Moon, who as of S2 became pretty confident and sure of herself and is just generally less concerned with keeping up appearances and is more willing to just openly be herself than Yas. This is the main reason why I don’t think Yasmine would be at the point where she could just. Go out and date a girl like Moon did. We’ve seen that Yasmine cares a lot about her rep, and is probably less likely to risk doing something that might damage it than Moon is. This is probably also why Moon stuck her neck out for the “losers” and abandoned her more well-respected “mean rich girl” ways long before Yasmine did.

OKAY, ENOUGH OF THAT! I’m tired, and a full-blown “Why Yasmine is queer” analysis is a post for another day ^^;

I remember when I was making this moodboard, I was so bummed that this song doesn’t have fancy lyrics aesthetic pics (Fellow Swifties, we gotta remember how fucking BLESSED we are to have people who make Pretty Little Pictures with the lyrics, I stg), and then I realized...wait, my moodboard program has a text feature??? I can just make my own??? And so, for better or for worse, I did!!! This thing is probably WAY too excessive, but...I’m pretty pleased with the end result, so I can’t complain ^^; Apologies in advance that there’s probably WAY too much going on to everyone’s eyes but mine XD

Included a flower guitar pic because Moon canonically plays guitar, lest we forget!!! Multitalented queen!!! VERY glad I got around to fitting in that sparkly pink champagne glass pic and that glowing pink heart pic into a YasMoon moodboard, because I’ve been wanting to use them for quite a while now <3 ALSO when I stumbled across the middle right outfit, I was literally FLOORED by how perfect it is for Moon??? Like please let her wear those exact garments in S6, I will pay if I need to O______O

I can’t pay MUCH, like $20 at most, but I’ll still pay asihpfyg

And yes, I definitely maintain that Yasmine would in fact drunk-text Moon asking her what type of detergent she uses and then proceed to have absolutely 0 filter when gushing she was gonna start using that same detergent. So she can smell like Moon. Because that’s a very normal thing to say XD

Moodboard pic credits available upon request, as always! Lots of YasMoon coming this month :3