#chat is it normal for the microwave to do this

[todayisafridaynight]

Government mandated masato posting time

[hyperobsessedd]

Joost Klein x Reader hcs

Joost x gn!reader

Summary: just a lot of very fluffy and general hcs about dating joost

This is my first real post on the account so I’m lowkey scared but here we go

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You and joost first met at a coffee shop

It was late at night when he walked in, you were alone working on something and he had came to edit a music video

You were in a cozy little corner that had a couple pillows and he sat next to you and started talking to you

You guys talked for hours before realizing that it was ten minutes before closing

He offered to walk you home and continued to chat with you

Before getting to your building you gave him your name and number

It’s been about 9 months since then and he asked you out on month 3

Even though you two have conflicting schedules he always try’s to make time for you

He’s very loving but sometimes that can turn to clingines

He loves to cuddle and just like to touch/be around you

It’s always a struggle trying to get out of bed in the morning because no matter the weather that man will always be hugging you in his sleep

Sometimes in the middle of the night he’ll turn around and bring you with him

Both of you love listening to music even if the genres each of you like are very different

If you guys have time before bed you’ll show each other different songs and artists each of you like

Even if it isn’t your cup of tea you’ll always try to listen and try to find things you like about the song

He isn’t the best cook but he trys

A couple of weeks ago he tried to be romantic and have a date night

He attempted (keyword attemped) to make your favourite pasta but the noodles ended up overdone, the sauce was starting to separate, and the side salad he made had way too much dressing

You got home to the sight of him sweating, covered in sauce, and his glasses halfway down his nose

You tried to be supportive by trying the pasta by itself and the salad (the pasta tasted burnt and wet at the same time and the salad wreaked of Italian dressing)

It’s safe to say he hasn’t even gone near the stove since the incident, instead he eats microwave meals and uses the air fryer if he feeling fancy

He still loves doing things for you whether that be reaching for a plate on the top shelf or buying you everything you touch and glance at

His tall stature comes at both an advantage and a disadvantage

Whenever he wants your attention he’ll take whatever you're doing and either hide with it or raise it above your head until you start paying attention

But if he has to use your car or something adjusting the seat will take forever and be very uncomfortable

One of his favorite activities is bothering you in many ways like poking at you, asking you dumb questions, repeating your name multiple times and saying never mind when you answer him, the list goes on

The only way to get him to stop is just ignoring him, it may take long but the outcome is so worth

“Honey, sweetie, pretty, baby, hello can you hear me?” “Why are you ignoring me? You’re so mean” he says with the cutest pout on his face

He looks at you like a kicked puppy when you start to laugh at his reaction

“This isn’t funny I don’t why you’re laughing”

You shake your head and continue to work

His fashion sense is amazing tbh

Sometimes each of you will dress each other for different events or even just pick random outfits when y’all are bored

Having little fashion shows is always very fun because he’ll do his best strut and model face

Having him walk in some heels you found at a random thrift store I’d always super funny

He tries to do his normal confident walk but the heels make him look like he’s about to break his ankles

Self care nights/day are a normal part of your routine that he occasionally like to join in on

Using sheet masks, lip masks, eye masks, and clay masks and Joost is always very funny

“What are you doing and why does it feel so cold?”

“It’s just a sheet mask don’t worry” you smooth out the little dents in the mask before opening a lip mask, putting it on his pink lips

“Now what’s that” he mumbles

“It’s a lip mask now shut up and let me take care of you”

He also loves taking showers with you

Not even in a sexual manner, just being next to you under the warm water is super comforting

He loves scrubbing your back with whatever your favorite body wash is and vice versa

If you like to bake he will always gobble up whatever you make

If you have a signature dessert trust he will be asking you to make it every so often, especially after he finishes a tour

Same thing goes for cooking but making food for him is much more dangerous

He will eat whatever you put in front of him immediately and gladly ask for seconds

He absolutely loves everything you make and he isn’t picky about anything when it comes to you

After eating he’ll help you with cleaning and drying the dishes

After everything around the house is done you get to bed and joost immediately stops whatever he’s doing

You start to worry about whatever he’s thinking “what, do I have something on my face?”

“No, you just look beautiful is all” he looks at you in awe

Before you pass out he whispers his “I love you”s before continuing to caress the top of your head and your stomach

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Hope you liked it! I’m always open to feedback and suggestions

pic isn’t mine I got it from pinterest

Reblogs and notes are greatly appreciated

[rottenpumpkin13]

Someone sends this into the groupchat. Go wild 👀

*In the groupchat*

Genesis: My dearest comrades, I write to thee with most grievous news. The cafeteria hath run dry of dumbapple juice. Expect my demise within the week. My time is now but fleeting.

Sephiroth: A lamentable misfortune indeed. Shall we procure more juice to quench thy thirst?

Angeal: I wish I had normal friends.

Zack: salutations my most esteemed bros in arms. i write to thee from the depths of the training room where i stand in the presence of sir angeal hewley :)

Angeal: I just watched him look up "fancy old words"

Genesis: The very air grows thin without my sustenance of apple nectar. I fear I shall waste away, like a flower in winter's cruel embrace.

Sephiroth: Dearest Genesis, I find myself traversing the treacherous halls of Floor 49, where whispers speak of a vending machine containing thy precious nectar.

Zack: i am watching mine mentor do pushups with much vigor and strengthness! truly a sight most distinguished!

Angeal: He's literally just standing here with his phone, narrating everything I do (I'm using speech-to-text).

Zack: BEHOLD! the magnificent specimen before me hath completed his exercise! he now reaches for his water bottle with MOST DISTINGUISHED GRACE!

Sephiroth: I regret to inform the fellowship that my quest has met with failure. The vending machine holds naught but diet soda and peculiar energy drinks.

Genesis: Alas! Even the machines mock my suffering!

Zack: fear not mine good friend! i shall assist thee in thy juice quest! although i must first complete the most arduous task of completing 425 squats!

Sephiroth: I bear witness to Director Lazard approaching with most hasty steps. Perchance he seeks us for matters most urgent.

Genesis: Or perchance he seeks to discuss the small fire I may have started in the break room. I melted the microwave.

Angeal: THAT WAS YOU?

Zack: i was there when it exploded and made the ceiling catch fire.

Sephiroth: Verily, Lazard's left eye appears to be twitching most concerningly.

Zack has changed the groupchat name to: "Witnesses to a Crimescene"

Angeal has left the chat

[lowkeyrobin]

Headcanons for mcyt x reader doing a cooking/baking stream together??

I love your writing!!!

<3

ooooo okay okay!!! yes of course bro ; also thank you!! I appreciate it sm 🫶🫶🫶🫶

MCYT ; cooking/baking stream

includes ; tommyinnit, ranboo, badlinu, nihachu, quackity, & foolish gamers

warnings ; language, grease fires

masterlist

TOMMYINNIT

you guys were making lasanga

Garfield jokes every five minutes

there's pasta sauce and cheese everywhere

he's constantly screaming to the viewers because you keep slapping him with the lasagna sheets, cooked or dry

"y/n! help! I'm being assaulted with lasagna sheets!"

he stained his shirt with pasta sauce 💀💀

almost set the house on fire bc he somehow left shit in the oven before preheating it

you turn on music halfway through and it turns into a karaoke stream

"CALIFORNIA GIRLS WERE UNFORGETTABLE-"

RANBOO

you were making soup because you found a good recipe you wanted to try

you accidently spilled the broth and covered your legs in it

he cut himself chopping up the celery (very minor cut dw)

"cooking stream? more like we injure ourselves for two hours stream"

"cooking stream? I hardly know her"

very chaotic but very good soup

during the intervals where you guys were just waiting for things to cook, you started a hashtag on Twitter to ask you guys stuff

and you answered them while keeping an eye on the food

afterwards you guys watch TV and eat your food while still streaming

"normalize eating on stream 2024!"

FREDDIE BADLINU

you were making breakfast for dinner on stream

you had to go use the bathroom while the bacon was cooking and left Freddie to tend to everything for less than a minute

and he started a grease fire.

after he got it extinguished he kinda just stood there waiting for you

meanwhile chat was exploding with panic and laughter

"Hey, y/n, I don't think we're having bacon tonight!"

"What the fuck happened???"

luckily no damage to anything other than the meat

the rest of it was really good though, and the stream had enough action for tonight 💀💀

NIKI NIHACHU

you guys were making cupcakes

you dropped like two eggs 💀💀💀 so while she was getting new ones you were cleaning up all the eggshell fragments and the insides

you got the camera to show stream your fucking mess and someone sent a dono saying "butterfingers ass"

the cackling after that 💀

you're able to get them into the oven though

and while you're waiting for them to cook, you watch dance moms and discuss everything wrong with it

commentary youtubers? I hardly know them

she begins making the icing while you pull the cupcakes out to let them cool

10/10 cupcakes they're amazing

you guys had a pride flag theme so lmao

ALEX QUACKITY

you were supposed to be making pancakes as a little challenge

his are literally raw and he put chocolate chips from the freezer straight in them

"that banana isn't gonna help anything"

"how do you know that??"

flour is everywhere. it looks like a war started

you put to much non-stick spray on the skillet and started a little fire

but Alex to the rescue dw

he couldn't even figure out how to use it and almost sprayed himself in the face!

goes on Twitter later to update that your kitchen was completely fine but the underneath of your microwave is a tiny bit melted

you blame him every time after that 💀💀

"my microwave melted a bit because you don't know how to use a fire extinguisher!"

"youre the one who used too much spray!"

chat always sides with you, too 😭😭

FOOLISH GAMERS

you thought making fried rice was a good idea? wrong

he literally has no idea what's happening

"can you make the scrambled eggs for me while I tend to the vegetables?"

"how many?"

"they're literally on the cabinet"

chat clipping every single funny moment too

"is the rice cooker even on? holy shit you left it on warm"

"I thought that meant it was on!"

"dude you've used this thing before, how long did it take for you to cook it?"

"like, forever"

"oh my god"

fried rice 10/10

he's complaining about the vegetables like he didn't have like two hours to say something about different veggies

[phosphorus-12]

Grougal: Wakey Wakey Eggs and Bakey! Qilby: But I'm a vegan. Grougal: Wakey Wakey Vegetables and Sadness.

Qilby: You’re overthinking this. Yugo: You don’t know the appropriate level of thinking, Qilby. What if I’m underthinking?

Qilby: Let’s write Efrim a friendly note, shall we? Dear… Incompetent… Dumbass…

Yugo: Sometimes I drink milk straight from the container. Grougal: The cow?? Chibi: What? Adamai: Grougal, W H Y?

Qilby: Who the fuck added me to a fucking group chat? Mina >:O language Yugo: Yeah watch your fucking language Chibi: Okay, who taught Yugo the fuck word?! Adamai: 'The fuck word'. Mina: Are you stupid? You guys use the f word all the time Glip: Oh my god they censored it Qilby: Say fuck, Mina. Efrim: Do it, Mina. Say fuck.

Efrim: The saying “it is better to beg forgiveness than to ask permission” no longer applies to Yugo.

Adamai: We should normalize not loving family members. Yugo: You can just say: “I hate my dumb fuck brother, Qilby” or whatever. Talk like a normal person!

Chibi: We might have gotten into a bar room brawl back in the city. Mina: Well, that was entirely predictable. Chibi: One of them punched a gang member. Mina: Qilby? Chibi: Yugo, actually. Mina: Oh, that was going to be my second guess.

Baby Grougal after being born: I woke up and chose VIOLENCE. I WILL COMMIT ARSON AND BURN EVERYTHING TO THE GROUND!!! I AM ANGRY- Yugo: Awwww, you’re so adorable! Give me a hug~ Grougal: Wh-What? nO, yOURE SUPPOSED TO BE SCARED OF ME! TREMBLE BEFORE MY WRATH- Adamai, recording: This is so cute.

Qilby: Why is it so hard for you to believe me?! Glip: … Qilby: Oh, right. The lying.

Balthazar: I hate you sometimes. Qilby: Well according to this picture Mina drew of us holding hands that's not true. Balthazar: Qilby, you drew that. Qilby: It doesn't matter.

Grougal: This should be illegal! Chibi: It is.

Phaeris is casually searching around the room Adamai: Hey Phaeris, what’re you looking for? Phaeris: My will to live. Mina walks into the room Phaeris: Oh, there it is.

Nora: No more making fun of me when I misuse dated cultural references, alright? Are we cowabunga on this? Yugo, sighing: Fine. We're cowabunga.

Nora: Made you all playlists! Nora: Efrim, yours has only heavy metal, and is dark like your soul. Nora: Chibi, yours has sad songs and blues to pair with your crippling depression. Nora: And Shinonome has the ABBA Gold album.

Nora: CHARACTER. FLAWS. ARE. FUCKING. IMPORTANT. Yugo: Me when someone tells me to stop eating mayo packets like they’re gogurt tubes.

Kidnapper: I have your father. Yugo: What? I don't have a father… Kidnapper: Then who just called me a lowlife bitch and spit in my face? Yugo: Oh my god, you have my brother Qilby.

Shinonome: Hi, could I ask how exactly does one accidentally set a lemon on fire?? Balthazar: Microwave for 40 minutes. 😔 Chibi: Why were you microwaving a lemon??? Balthazar: I read boiling lemons helps cover up up bad smells (I wanted to cover up the scent of burnt oranges) but I didn't own any pots. Adamai: Did you burn an orange too? How??? Balthazar: Microwave for 40 minutes. 😔

Yugo: You don't think I can fight because of my height! Chibi: I don't think you can fight because you're in a wedding dress. For what it's worth, I don't think Qilby can fight in that dress either. Qilby: Perhaps not. But I would make a radiant bride.

Chibi: I'm trying to juggle family life and work life but I can't seem to find a balance. What do you suggest I do to keep everyone happy? Yugo, deadpan: Quit your job, kill your family.

Efrim: Five little monkeys jumping on the bed. One fell off and… Grougal: Was diagnosed with mesothelioma. Efrim: Mamma called the doctor and the doctor said… Qilby: You might be entitled to financial compensation if he or a loved one dies.

[gallusrostromegalus]

Who in the Gotei 13 abuses emojis and how

The Groupchat Crimes of the Gotei-13:

Yamamoto: responds everything with an inscrutable "😎 👍". Announcing your engagement? 😎 👍 Telling him there is a scheduling conflict? 😎 👍 The seireitei is being invaded? 😎 👍 Tonkatasu Tuesday at 6:30 tonight? 😎 👍

Sasakibe: Endlessly persnickety about grammar. Despite having the fact that grammar is fluid and changes with context and what many of the new conventions mean explained to him, a total lack of punctuation to create an informal tone will make him literally foam at the mouth like a rabid boar.

Soi Fon: refuses to relegate fun facts about hornets to the #bugs channel, including unspoilered images of what assorted stings will do to human flesh.

Yoruichi: nudes in the SFW channels

Rose: 🌹❤️🌹 brackets his messages with emoji chains like quotation marks 🌹❤️🌹

Kira: vent posting/generally being a miserable little shit in the general channel

Retsu: consistently forgets to spoiler medical gore, keeps sharing medical "Fun" facts that give people nightmares.

Isane: "Hey guys, I need some advice on how to deal with *insane situation literally nobody that ever experienced before*"

Hanataro: unironically posting scorpions and venomous snakes to the cute animals channel

Shinji: ti xif ton lliw/tonnac dna segassem sih lla desrever wohemoS

Momo: crying for real about how cute the animals in the cute animals chat are

Hiyori: destroying things in rage about how cute the animals in the cute animals chat are.

Byakuya: Signs all his messages, as this is is official Gotei-13 correspondence. -from the desk of Captain Kuchiki Byakuya

Renji: no caps no punctuation no worries

Komamura: spent three *months* pretending to be friends with a pair of rural veterinarians and getting people emotionally involved in the saga of them trying to cure a mystery chicken affliction before finally ending his shaggy dog story with an ATROCIOUS pun.

Iba: unappealing thirst traps.

Shunsui: keeps falling for and linking obviously false clickbait articles.

Nanao: digging up literally decades-old drama

Tousen: setting his text color to match the background color to fuck with people.

Shuuhei: normal messages sent from bizarre locations "-sent from the secret downstairs microwave" "-sent from the captain general's iPhone" "-sent from Massachusetts"

Matsumoto: 💕 Putting ❤️ emoji 💋 between ❤️ every 😘 word ❤️ for 💋 the ❤️ aesthetic 💕

Hitsugaya: 2AM post @ing everyone of a single inscrutable emoji such as "🦆". Claims to have no memory of making this

Kenpachi: ALL CAPS LOCK ALL THE TIME NO PUNCTUATION ALSO FIGURED OUT HOW TO MAKE THE YELLING BUTTON LOUDER

Ikkaku: figured out how to use image-editing software specifically to make bespoke image macros at astonishing speed so he always has a meme on hand, including the infamous Zaraki Caused Another Bisexual Awakening Counter aka "GOT ANOTHER ONE LADS!!" meme.

Yumichika: ✨ 🦚 ✨ Worst 💙 possible 🪩 combination 💙 of 🪩 Rose 💙 and 🪩 Matsumoto 💙 quirks ✨🦚✨

Yachiru: Pink Text

Mayuri: immediately silenced all notifications from the Groupchat, forgot it exists

Nemu: Tracks Groupchat statistics and presentation them quarterly like a thesis defense and/or stockholders meeting.

Urahara: keeps finding obviously false clickbait articles to send to Shunsui

Ukitake: you can directly track how much Percocet he's on by how colorful, emoji 🤣 filled and ✨ WhImSiClE 🐟 🐟 hIs 💻 TeXtInG 💻 sTyLe 🐟 🐟 GeTS ✨

Rukia: signs her texts like Byakuya, but "-sent from Lieutenant Rukia 🐰 Kuchiki "

Harmless, until somehow her medical records appear under "Rukia Usagi Kuchiki" like she has a middle name.

[imraespace]

LIFE'S HARD WHEN YOU'RE INLOVE ─

─ WITH RIN ITOSHI !!

The only energy you have to leave your bed is when your food has arrived and of course the safety of your roommates!.. Mostly the food to be honest.

Finally, you left your room for the first time that evening and greeted your friends at the front door.

Seishiro was the first to enter, his own bag followed with a plastic bag. Reo was the second to enter, but only with his bag.

"I don't wanna sound greedy but.. is that all the food?" You asked, taking it out of his hand.

The duo walked passed, with Reo starting up a conversation.

"That's food from Chigiri to you. We're gonna bathe and then buy the sushi. Oh right.." He ended his sentence on a cliffhanger, causing you to turn in his direction and saw that he turned around and began to loom over you.

"Oh-"

"IF you want sushi as well, you have to come as well." He stated.

Of course, a frown was formed on your face.

"But.. I don't wanna leave.." You grumbled. He knows you don't want to but he's using your OWN request to his advantage.

"Oh well no sushi." He simply said then began to walk away into his bedroom.

"REOOO." You whined. He didn't listen to you, shutting his door to show you that he won't change his mind.

You stared at at his door for a bit then at the food Hyoma made for you.

"I wanna eat this.. But I also want sushi.." Thoughts began to flood your mind and then..

While the boys were bathing, you calculated how much sleep you obtain if they didn't get distracted. You also narrowed out the pros and cons. Pros are, you get food and you can prove to Reo that you do in fact leave the house! Cons are you're leaving the house. In the end, you sucked it up, got ready, placed your already made food in the microwave, and sat on the sofa, waiting for your roommates to finish their bath.

Reo came out first, and followed behind him was Seishiro. A smirk made its way on Reo's face as his eyes landed on your figure.

"So? What are you gonna do?" He spoke up.

You rolled your eyes. Standing up and chose to ignore his targeting words while making your way out of the house.

"Wow she's actually joining us," Sei added. The boys looked at each other and then chose to join you.

"She only did it for the food that's all." Reo ended the conversation at that point.

It was around 8 something when you three decided to take a small stroll to the nearby sushi takeout. The scenery, for one, was your only favorite part of leaving your home.

Maybe even the small breeze that hits your face once in a while adds into it. The street lights, and the soft sound of cars passing by while a few other teenagers walk by create a comforting feeling that brings a small smile to your face.

"Maybe I'll leave the house once in a while." You mumbled. Reo shared a shocked look with Sei as they both stopped walking.

You realized that you were currently walking alone so as a normal habit, you too, stopped walking and turned around to face them.

"What's wrong?" You questioned their odd behavior.

Reo, per usual, was the first to speak up.

"Nothing.. You just said something out of character.." He pointed out. Sei nodded, agreeing to his words.

You rolled your eyes at their teasing remarks and returned to your journey to the sushi place, ignoring them, mostly Reo, as they ran to catch up behind you chatting up a storm and creating their own make-believe of you "finally doing something".

It was short, but sweet, and thankfully, you three made it to the place. Reo stepped up to stand and neither of you complained nor batted an eye. Both you and Sei sat and waited for Reo to return with the food.

Seishiro made himself at home and pulled out his phone, playing whatever game that's on his screen, completely forgetting that you were next to him.

You sighed and decided to look around the restaurant, admiring the decoration and the people already seated, either eating or meeting up as they got ready to leave after obtaining their meal.

You heard the door reopened and heard footsteps passing by.

Out of curiosity, you craned your neck a bit to find out who had entered the building.

The mysterious person had his height for sure, not to mention such a cold look on his face. A small pout formed on your face as you realized he had a way prettier set of eyelashes than yourself. "Show off.." You instantly thought.

But when his eyes connected with yours all thoughts had immediately left your head. The small rush of blood to your face was simply out of embarrassment.. and the sped-up beats in your chest were a part of that. Of course it is, so that's why the moment you both locked eye contact for a few seconds, you looked away.

But the eyelashes.., the cold stare.., that oddly pink hair, it won't leave your mind alone.

Is this how the characters in that book you're reading feel? That excitement they always describe, how everything feels right in the moment.. Is this what you're feeling right now..?

Seishiro took notice to your weird behavior and looked up from his phone and saw him.

A small pout was formed almost in an instant on his face, it made your pink moment pop immediately.

The person who you were fawning over just a minute ago noticed your friend and a small hum was let out. Behind him was another boy, slightly tanned than the one infront. They stopped at the table for a bit, almost wanting to say something but the tanned one simply said:

"Good luck at the game, you all need it." with a devilish smile.

Seishiro just shrugged his shoulders at the small taunt.. which is a Seishiro thing to do but he threw shade at YOUR friend..

So.. never mind about that moment. Your heart eyes turned into nonexistent. Butterflies in your tummy? Nah that was just the gas. There was no love at all in your eyes. That book is just messing you up.

If someone could be mean to Sei, you don't want it. Now you're gagging at the thought of thinking about him.

"Reo needs to hurry with that sushi.." You mumbled.

SAE ITOSHI (18) :

For reasons, you dislike him. But would you dislike him forever?

RYUSEI SHIDOU (18) :

For reasons, you dislike him. But would you dislike him forever?

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TAGLIST!!: @deezy12299 @kuroronana (OPEN)

-`♥︎´- for this story, i'm trying a something new, which includes words/phrases, foods and hometowns from japan and germany. if there's any errors please point it out !

-`♥︎´- word count : 885

[yourimagines]

Hi can you do one for andrew garfield where he is friends with one of his ex girlfriend. And yn is super uncomfortable with that

I hope this is good enough for you

Uncomfortable

* English is not my first language I apologise

* Triggers: Angst, Angst, Angst and some fluff

Y/N POV

“Love, the guys asked if I wanted to go out with them, can I go?” Andrew walked in, wearing a black shirt and some dark blue pants. Looking like a god. “Yeah sure.” He smiles and kissed my cheek. “Thank you, I made some dinner for you, it’s in the fridge.” He opened his closet and grabbed his dark blue jacket. “I’ll go then, call me if you need something.” He walks over, planting a kiss on my head. “I will, have fun.” “Thank you love, have a lovely evening yourself.” I smiled at him as he walks back downstairs. I heard him grabbing his keys and left. ‘Let’s watch that Christmas movie.’ I hopped of the bed and grabbed a cosy blanket and dragged it downstairs. I throw the blanket on the sofa and warmed my dinner in the microwave. ‘He always thinks about me.’

I was enjoying my alone time when my best friend texted me. ‘What does she needs now?’ I groaned and opened our chat.

Bestie❤️💋: hey, I’m sorry but you need to see this

Bestie❤️💋: sent a video

I clicked on the video *the gif where he is hugging Emma* My heart scattered as I saw them hugging each other. ‘Why does he hangs out so much with his ex.’

Bestie❤️💋: It’s all over the internet, I thought you should know, I’m sorry

Me: is this from today?

Bestie❤️💋: yes a fan saw him today…

Me: thanks for telling me

Bestie❤️💋: always, call me if you want to talk okay?

Me: yeah I will.

I lay my phone down and rubbed my face. ‘I don’t like this…’ I sighed and stopped the movie that was still playing in the background on the tv. ‘Maybe I’m overreacting, Emma moved on and so is Andrew they are just friends. It’s totally normal…right?’

I was in our pool, swimming my thoughts away when Andrew came home but he wasn’t alone… Emma was with him. “Love?” I heard him calling me as I saw him through the window walking in our house with Emma. “Love are you home?” I ducked away, hiding myself in the pool while watching them. “Maybe she’s out?” “No… she would have called me.” She smiles. “Maybe she’s to the store quickly..” he shook his head. “No she still would have texted me if I needed something from the store.” Andrew rubbed his face. “I’m going to check upstairs, I’ll be right back.” She nods and he walks away. She looks around our kitchen, smiling at some pictures. ‘I understand why he spends time with her, I mean look at her.’ “She not upstairs…” Andrew looked a bit stressed. “Maybe she’s at the indoor pool.” ‘Shit.’ I silently crawled out of the pool and run into our sauna. “Love? Are you here?” I heard him pushing the door further open, entering the pool area. “Love?” I peeked out of the sauna, a fake smile on my face. “Hi, you’re back.” He smiles and walks over. “I was worried about you my love, I couldn’t find you.” “Sorry I guess.” He kissed the top of my head. “No it’s okay my love.” He turns around and smiles brightly at Emma. “I found her.” She smiles and waves at me, I returned a friendly wave back. “Emma needs a place to stay for tonight, she had a fight with her boyfriend. I hope you don’t mind she can stay here in our guest bedroom.” ‘Yes I do mind! She’s your ex Andrew!’ “No of course she can stay.” He smiles and quickly kissed me. “Thank you darling.” I smiled but felt a bit uncomfortable with it. “I’m going to prepare the guest bedroom for her.” He said and walked over to her. “Let me show you your room for the night, miss Stone.” She giggles and nods. “Show me the way mr Garfield.” They both walked upstairs as my face fell. ‘His ex is in our house…’

I went to bed as they stayed downstairs. ‘Can’t believe this, he would be angry if my ex was here.’ I scoffed and got in bed, wrapping the blanket up high to my chin. ‘They are perfect for each other, maybe they finally realised they are meant to be.’ I heard them laughing together and I covered my ears, trying to cancel out the noises. ‘I don’t wanna hear it…’ as tears slowly fell down my cheeks.

Andrew POV

“Okay that’s enough for me tonight, if you don’t mind I’m going to join my girlfriend.” “Of course Andrew.” She smiles at me as I stood up. “If you need something just knock on the door.” “I will, thank you and Y/N for letting me stay tonight.” “No problem, we have the space.” “I’m still thankful for it. She so lovely, I understand why you adore her so much.” I shyly smiled “you do?” She nods as she stood up as well. “Yes of course, I adore her to be honest, she’s always so kind to me.” I smiled at her. “She is kind.” She nods and smiles at me. “But I’m also heading to bed, it was a dreadful day today for me.” “Yes of course, it was a rough day for you.” I locked all the doors and together we walked upstairs. “Well good night Emma.” “Good night Andrew.” I entered my bedroom and closed the door softly behind me. I saw her laying completely under the covers, hiding herself. I smiled and pulled off my shirt and pants. I carefully slipped next to her in bed and moved under the covers. Something wasn’t right as she lay so still with her back turned to me. “Love?” I whispered as I wrapped my arms around her waist, as I did that I moved closer to her, seeing her wet cheeks. “My love, what happened.” I immediately wiped away her tears as she ducks into my chest, breaking down. “Darling…” I kissed her head and rubbed her back as she sobbed into my chest. “I’m here, darling it’s okay.” Her fingers pressed into my bare skin as she held me close, afraid I would leave her. “It’s okay.” I kissed multiple times the crown of her head as she wet my chest.

She calmed down a bit but tears where still falling now and then down her cheeks, I immediately wiped them away if I saw them running down her face. “Love… what made you so sad.” “Do you love me?” Her voice sounded hoarse and broken as she asked me an question that hurt me. ‘Do you love me…’ “of course I love you my love.” ‘ I neglected her, she doesn’t feel loved, she probably doesn’t want me anymore…’ she sniffs and nuzzled her head to my collarbone. “Y-You don’t feel loved? You feel like I don’t love you?” I went with my fingers through her hair, scraping her scalp. She carefully looks up, she’s cried a lot as her beautiful eyes where bloodshot and swollen, Her cheeks were glossy and the tip of her noise was red. “I don’t know.” My heart broke in million pieces. I carefully cupped one side of her face, wiping the new tears away. “My love, I’m so sorry you feel like I don’t love you enough…but believe me I’m deeply in love with you.” She looks away and a single tear fell down my cheek. “Please tell me, why you feel like this…it pains me to see you like this…darling.” My voice cracked as my eyes became watery. Her lip trembles and started to fidget with my other hand. “I-I… I think you’re still in love with Emma.” “Emma?” She nods and hides her face in my neck, feeling ashamed of herself. “Darling, don’t hide yourself please, don’t be ashamed.” I slowly pulled her away from my neck. “Look at me..” my lip trembled as tears run down her cheeks again. “I’m in love with you, I want you. You’re the one I want… I’m sorry if I made you feel like this..” tears were falling down on my face. “I’m only trying to be a good friend and I didn’t realise that I hurt you… I’m sorry” she wraps her arms around me, hugging me and I cried into her shoulder. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.”

She went with her hand through my hair, trying to calm me down. “Please don’t leave me, I’m sorry.” “I’m not leaving you.” Her voice was muffled as she kissed my head. I pulled her closer to me, holding her a bit firmer. “I’m sorry love.” I looked up at her, her beautiful eyes looked at me and smiled sadly at me. “I’m sorry as well, I just… I just felt so uncomfortable with you being so close with her and she’s so perfect for you and…” I kissed her softly, shutting her up. Her hands moved to my shoulders, softly squeezing them as I deepened the kiss. “Baby your perfect, I promise I only want you.” She shyly smiles. “Really?” I nodded and wiped some hair out of her face. “Really, you’re so beautiful, even when you are covered in tears.” She cracked a smile. “I’m sorry I didn’t think about it, that it could make you uncomfortable.” “I’m sorry as well for making you sad.” I shook my head. “No don’t apologise for this, never apologise for sharing you feelings with me.” She grabbed my hand that lay on her cheek. “I love you Andrew.” As she softly squeezed in my hand. I smiled at her and placed a kiss on the tip of her nose. “I love you darling.” She wrapped her legs and arms around me, cuddling me. “I make sure you’re more happy, I’ll hang out a bit lesser with her, even tho she totally adores you.” Her head peeked up. “She does.” “Yeah she’s bugging me for awhile now when I’m going to ask you to be my wife.” I said with a awkward chuckle. “She needs to bug you more then, I’m waiting for awhile now.” I laughed and hugged her close. “You have to wait a little bit longer my love but I promise I will ask you but not now, you deserve way more better than this, here laying in this bed after we cried.” She giggles against my chest. “I can’t wait then mr Garfield.” “Me neither soon to be mrs Garfield.”

[harrywavycurly]

Sarah I love killers love!! I love how he just drops everything to answer the phone when we call🥰🥰 I was wondering if it would be ever so possible to get some more of that? Like the conversation kinda things you do!😍😍

Hiii babes!! Awe I’m so glad you like the series!! Of course I can give you some little convos where Eddie answers the phone while he’s “busy” with something/someone as well as when he just drops anything to talk to you in general 😂 I hope you enjoy!💖

CW: Eddie is a serial killer

-find all things A Killer’s Love here✨

“Hey baby what’s wrong?” “Why does something have to be wrong? Why can’t I just be calling my husband because I miss him?” “Sweetheart it’s…eight thirty at night on a Tuesday so normally by now you’d be tucked into bed with a book…so what’s wrong?” “I want some tea and…I can’t find my favorite mug…” “give me one minute baby I’m gonna mute you okay? I gotta talk to Rick really quick.” “Okay honey tell him I said hello and sorry for interrupting poker night.” “You don’t need to apologize sweetheart but I’ll tell him you said hi…….listen up my wife is on this phone and if you so much as breathe a little too loud and she hears you I’ll make this the most painful night of your like you got that? And I really don’t want to tape your mouth shut because it’s such a waste of tape but I will…now….just let me tell her where her mug is and then we can get back to our little chat okay? Nod your head if you understand…Good……sorry about that baby.” “It’s okay so…do you happen to know where-” “top shelf in the cabinet left of the microwave…that’s where your pink mug with the smiley faces on it is.” “Oh god you’re the best..I love you.” “I love you too Princess I’ll be home in….an hour or so depending on how much money Rick is willing to lose tonight…” “be gentle with him honey.” “I’ll try my best.”

“Why won’t you just be still? It doesn’t hurt as much when you’re not wiggling around like a worm on a hook….wait one moment my wife is calling…sorry I hate gagging people but I can’t risk you yelling or anything so…here we go….hey baby.” “Hey honey! So I’m standing in the kitchen and I have no idea what to make for dinner tonight and I also can’t find the remote to the tv.” “Okay well the remote is next to the coffee pot that’s where you left it this morning when you turned the news on while getting ready for work…now for dinner what are the options?” “You really do just keep track of everything…uhm let’s see the options are…spaghetti with meatballs…I can make meatloaf with mashed potatoes and green beans or….uhm well that’s all I’m in the mood to make so those are the options.” “Spaghetti sounds great sweetheart….one moment baby I gotta help someone with their head gear.” “Oh yeah go help them honey! Safety first!” “Yeah safety first……you were doing so good and now…now I have to use the tape and I fucking hate using the tape………don’t look at me like that I told you to just be still this is all your own fault now I’ll be right back….hey baby…so does spaghetti sound good to you?” “Yeah that sounds great I’ll make it enough so you can have leftovers for your lunch tomorrow.” “Perfect…I gotta go but I love you and I’ll be home soon.” “I love you too.”

“Hey sweetheart.” “Hi honey I’m not bothering you am I?” “Not at all I’m just uh..digging some…holes…for Henderson’s mom’s new bushes for her backyard.” “Oh that’s so nice of you to do that….” “What’s wrong? You sound upset.” “Well uhm…don’t freak out okay but I’m…lost?” “Lost?…baby how are you lost in Hawkins it’s not even that big of a city…” “I think I turned left somewhere I was meant to turn right…and now I’m on a street called sir Timothy? I haven’t ever been in this neighborhood before and it’s getting dark and my phone can’t even locate me to tell me how to get home and-” “hey hey it’s okay baby I’ll come and get you and you can just follow me home okay?” “You…you know where I’m at?” “Yes you’re in that new development over by lover’s lake…really nice houses over there…big plots of land too it’s nice.” “When have you been over here?” “On my way home once or twice…I just drove around seeing if it was maybe a place we’d wanna move to eventually.” “Oh…I mean it is…nice over here but I love our house.” “I love our house too…now just sit tight and I’ll be there in a few minutes.” “Okay…I love you…thanks for coming to rescue me.” “I love you too and you know I’ll always come and rescue you…it’s part of the job of being a husband.”

“Honey? Why are you all out of breath? Are you okay?” “Yeah baby I’m fine I just had my phone in my locker at work and had to run when I heard it going off.” “Oh I’m not bothering you during your break am I? I know how much you love your sixty minutes of silence in your truck.” “No sweetheart you’re not bothering me…are you home already?” “I am! That’s actually why I was calling…I was seeing if tonight could be our date night for the week? Since I’m off early and you don’t work tonight?” “Sure we can have date night tonight….I should be home around five.” “Oh perfect that gives me two hours to be a couch potato before I have to start getting ready….” “Baby…” “yes?” “Is that really the only reason you called?” “I might’ve just also wanted to hear your voice…it gets all rough in the middle of the day from you yelling at people to do their jobs correctly….” “Oh and you enjoy that do you?” “You yelling? No but…I do enjoy what it does to your voice…but I’ll let you get back to work.” “Oh you’ve gotten your fill then huh? I’m free to go now?” “Yes you’re free to go.” “Okay well I’ll see you when I get home…if you miss me too much feel free to call me…” “you just want an excuse to get out of working.” “No I just like hearing your voice…I love you baby I’ll see you soon.” “I love you too honey…see you when you get home.”

[xodarling]

Alright hear me out: one whole day of nothing but breeding Silver Wolf. No stopping until it's all but assured she is impregnated.

ARRRRRGGGGHHH gnawing at the bars of my enclosure rn 👹👹

starting in the morning with morning wood, waking up next to a sleeping wolfie with ur pants strained like mad so ofc u do what every sane person and fuck her while she sleeps 🙄🤷‍♀️ u rub her clit a lil bit and start to prep her to take u whole n being extra cautious cuz of the size difference. and once shes wet enough and still so sleepy HEHEEH u take her pants off and press ur tip into her and the stretch waking her up 😭 her sleepily whining and kicking her legs bcuz shes just SAUR CUTE AUUGGHH😭😭 being nice to her cuz she just woke up so u fuck her softly (at first) rubbing her clit while thrustingggg and making each other cum by soft morning sex 😭😭 SILVER WOLFFFUH

but 😨 when u two recover and the day actually starts ur hard on gets worse?? especially having to see wolfie walk around with her hips swaying seeing the way she bends over the counter while she waits for like microwave to finish or sumthin idk not being able to help urself and fucking her over the counter right there 😨😨 her complaining about how horny u r while moaning shamelessly at the pace. one round ends up turning into two then three and then u end up fucking her on every surface in ur house watching her scream, shake, and make a mess everywhere

ending the day with wolfies face pressed against one of the couch pillows with her ass up, a normal position after the many u forced her into to test her flexibility, breeding her one last time and slapping her ass laughing at the braindead moan she lets out😔 she’d look so cute all fucked stupid with an unnecessary amount of cum dripping out her used pussy i cant chat im gonna combust 💔💔

[retrofailing-icor]

Sometimes I stop to look at Dead plate and go. What if everyone. I mean. EVERYONE. Was Normal.

Cause we have a Swap plate and even Manon is insane there, Vincent is still obsessed with Rody and his venture to find a way to taste food again, we have Rody who's still neglecting himself and also still obsessed with the "I need someone to love me to prove I can be loved", Manon... Idk, but stalking another boy while being in a relationship is really weird if you ask me.

Then we have the canon Dead plate and just. just. What if they were all normal cause like— it would be so nice.

By normal I mean:

Rody takes in balance with his girlfriend, and himself, while still being over the moon with Manon.

Manon, getting a breather, and chatting with Vincent and hanging with him cause she can rant to him knowing he is gay.

Vincent, still trying to find a way to get his taste buds to work again but he isn't gonna bite someone's ear off or eat anyone.

Normal! Vincent: OH MY GOD STOP TALKING. ABOUT YOUR GIRLFRIEND. SHE THIS, SHE THAT, HER THIS, HER THAT. GET BACK TO WORK

Normal!Rody: ... Then she walked in on me while I burnt the popcorn in the microwave.

N!Vincent: WHO THE F/CK BURNS POPCORN. NO, HOW DOES ONE BURN POPCORN?!

Later

Normal! Manon: and then he burnt the popcorn and tried so hard not to set the fire alarm off because smoke was everywhere and it's so funny to me.

N! Vincent: why are you telling me this? What's your secret motive?

N! Manon: ... Do you think i should be the one to pop the ring question?

N! Vincent: how the f/CK would I know I've never dated anyone before tf—

Even later

N!Rody: chef!!! Vincent!!! I didn't expect to see you in the mall wanna join me and Manon on a shopping spree?

N! Vincent: No I'm actually here to buy lemon—

N!Rody: well you're coming with us anyways!

N! Vincent: You b/tc—

...

Even laterer

...

N! Vincent: (being fed lemon flavored ice cream by both Rody and Manon) this doesn't feel like 3rd wheeling anymore.

[tangyangie]

karma x chaotic s/o headcanons

— oh god.

— you guys are the definition of destruction. nothing is safe from the grasps of you both. you've probably accidentally broken ten desks before. this definitely earned you a scolding from korosensei.

— you guys skip class together. you do whatever you want to in the moment -- from getting coffee and having a chat, to digging a hole in the ground and trying to escape it by running around in circles until you eventually reach the top.

— he teaches you subjects you struggle with. or, more specifically, tries to teach you. it ends up with seeing who can make the most paper cranes before you realize you accidentally used the homework paper.

— you guys stand up on tables. that's just your regular thing. korosensei yells at you both for doing it. the scolding is ineffective.

— you find animals on the street. they end up attacking you both, but that doesn't stop you from the search for pets. after all, dodging them is easy enough.

— karma tries to find ways to catch you off guard. he will place whipped cream on your head if it means you'll be surprised. he probably does that thing where you're about to sit down and he pulls the chair from under you. little shit

— you guys sit upside down on couches. your head is where your knees would be and your feet are sticking up above the couch. it's just too much fun sitting like that and seeing the people on the tv upside down, so it just became a thing.

— he likes to get messy. if you're ever painting, he dips his hands in the paint and gently puts his hand on your face. baking something? you know damn well he's taking the frosting and smearing it on your mouth. (with love ofc)

— you both recreate random movie scenes. with a little fun, of course. but, let's pretend that during your take of the titanic scene, you didn't accidentally fall into the water ten times.

— you've probably exploded microwaves before. not your fault you didn't know the bowl was metal. and that microwaves don't like metal.

— you guys blackmail everyone else. everyone in the class has a special note in your phones with evidence of everything they've done, including teraseka singing in the shower at full volume. but, your rule is no blackmail on each other.

— you guys go to parks a lot. you definitely end up jumping off of the swings and going on top of the monkey bars. some of the parents might give you looks.

— karma picks you up a lot. over his shoulder, bridal style, normally, any way of picking you up, he does. let's not mention the time he held you upside down by your ankles.

notes: i love this idea!! i probably would've added more but i'm working on something rn and i'm stressing about it

anyways i hope you liked it!!

[coneygoil]

Connection, part 2 -- Harry/Asta fanfic

Part 1: New Year

Asta’s brow furrows. “What do you need, Harry?”

Harry’s hands fiddle together in a nervous twitch that this silly human body has. “Asta, I want to kiss you again,” he blurts out.

He can’t stop thinking about it. The press of her lips, soft and plump…the overwhelming urge to delve deeper. How could just one little kiss consume him?

Harry tries to act normal around Asta (well, as normal as an alien trying to fit in with another species of the universe). They’re together for more hours of the day than Harry is alone. They work together. They eat supper at the diner together. Asta shows up at his house to hang out. She’s always there at arm’s reach, smiling and chatting with him. It’s torture.

During the clinic’s lunch break one day in the middle of the week, Harry can’t take it anymore. He zooms up to Asta as she’s waiting for her lunch to heat up in the microwave. He doesn’t know what to say. How does one go about asking for a kiss when the other human is not their partner? He stares at her, instead.

Asta’s brow furrows. “What do you need, Harry?”

Harry’s hands fiddle together in a nervous twitch that this silly human body has. “Asta, I want to kiss you again,” he blurts out.

Asta’s eyebrows shoot up in surprise. He can tell she is processing this information. She finally releases a huff laugh then pops the microwave open as it beeps the announcement of her food being warmed. “Was that New Year kiss that good?”

“It wasn’t for you?” Harry asked, a little crushing feeling settling in his chest.

Asta’s expression changes. She touches Harry’s arm. “Well, I’m not letting you kiss me again until you take me out.”

Harry catches her hand and tugs gently. “Let’s go out. Right now.”

Asta tugs back and lets out a little amused noise. “We’re at work. We can’t just leave.”

A growl of disgruntlement escapes Harry with having to play by stupid human rules.

“How about you take me out tonight?” Asta offers. “Dinner and something fun.”

“Then, you will kiss me again?”

Asta sighs and leans close to his ear and harry can’t help but feel teased. “Let’s get through the evening first.”

***

Asta made it clear that her father’s diner and the noodle restaurant were off the table. Harry had to come up with something different in this small town. He chose one of the things he enjoys best – pizza.

Harry gives Asta a ride home, her bike stowed in the bed of his truck. She wants to change out of her scrubs. Harry doesn’t bother. In his opinion, he is dressed nice enough.

He waits in the truck for her, little sparks of excitement popping in him. Asta was his first friend in Patience. If he was caught up in the terms of human logic, she is his best friend. He’d never felt this way about her. What had suddenly changed? Human emotions were so unpredictable!

Really, it didn’t matter what had changed. She was with him most of the time, anyways. Would adding some heightened emotions be any different than what they had before?

The passenger side door opens, distracting him from his ponderings. Asta hops in. “Now, you can take me out.”

A little smirk crosses Harry’s face as they drive away.

“I should have guessed,” Asta says with a snort as they pull into the parking lot of the pizzeria.

Harry has never eaten inside the restaurant, opting to order delivery. By the look on Asta’s face as they walk inside, he doesn’t think she’s eaten inside, either. The atmosphere is picturesque, resembling a time and place from some bygone days. There’s a separate room off the dining area that houses large entertainment cabinets with bright screens. Some humans are standing in front of those screens, jerking around a control lever. Harry wonders if the lever is a remote or the cabinets have some sort of flying ability.

Harry glances at the menu after the waitress takes their drink order. He doesn’t know why he even bothers with the menu. He knows what he wants. “Order what you want. I am not sharing my pizza.”

Asta gives him a look. “That doesn’t surprise me.”

The waitress returns with their drinks then takes their order. Harry is baffled that Asta orders a personal pan pizza instead of a 16 -inch large. He wonders if he should put in an extra order just in case she is still hungry and asks for a slice of his. He will take the risk.

They chat about the work day, quieting down when the pizza arrives. He likes it this way. Most humans want to continue conversation while eating. They don’t care if you can see half chewed food in their mouths. It turns Harry’s stomach. Asta doesn’t do that. She eats without talking. Their silence is comfortable. Harry likes it. Maybe that’s another reason he doesn’t mind having Asta around.

He scarfs down most of the large pizza, ashamed that he can’t finish the last two slices. He’s still not sharing with Asta if she asks for one, but thankfully, she doesn’t ask. She waits patiently for him to finish.

“Let’s check out the arcade,” Asta suggests after Harry pays the bill.

He follows Asta to one of the cabinets. The words Space Invaders** is in large, yellow print at the top. What a curious name, it has. The technology appears dated, for this planet’s terms.

“I haven’t played this game since I was a kid,” Asta offers the little piece of her past. Harry watches as she fishes out some coins from her cross-shoulder bag and feeds them into a little slot.

A crude spaceship glides upwards on the screen. Little leggy images fly in straights lines toward the spaceship. Asta uses the control lever to move the spaceship from side to side, and frantically pounds a button to shoot tiny beams at the leggy things. It’s all very primitive and Harry concludes its some sort of training device if aliens do invade. The name of this cabinet makes sense. It’s useless. Humans really are naive about how to protect their planet. No wonder why he could live here incognito so easily!

A shrill bomb erupts from the cabinet and Asta steps away. “You wanna turn?” she asks. Harry glances at the screen as it counts down from 15.

“Will it explode if I do not take a turn?”

Asta laughs. She plops two more quarters into the cabinet and the countdown ends. She grabs the to-go box from Harry’s grasp. Harry steps in front of the screen, hand taking the control lever. He references how Asta handled the lever and button.

“Did you play this game a lot as a kid?” Asta asks when Harry reaches the next level.

“I did not play this game as a youngling,” Harry replies, and now understands what this cabinet and bright screen is.

Asta looks impressed. “You’re pretty good for a beginner.”

He plays level 2, imagining the leggy creatures are the Greys and a little tingle of satisfaction fills him every time he eliminates one. He tires of the game after a while, reluctantly allowing his spaceship to get blown up.

He follows Asta to another game – now that he knows what this area is for. It is a large, smooth table. “Have you ever played air hockey?”

Harry freezes up. He has no clue what air hockey is. He needs to continue to fit in, so naturally, he would lie. “Yes. Why would you think I’ve never played,” what was it called again? “Air hockey before?”

 Asta balances his takeout box on the side of the table, Harry eyeing in concern. She pays the table like she did the cabinet. Harry’s attention is to drawn to the humming from the table. He touches the surface, a curious stream of air blowing against his hand. He watches Asta’s movements and copies them, as not to look suspicious of his lie of playing this peculiar game before.

Asta hits a small disk that comes sailing to Harry’s side. Harry can’t hide the surprise when it is sucked into the lip of the table. He hears a clanking and sees the disk reappear in a slot near his knees. He picks up the disk, examining it then glances at Asta, who’s waiting expectantly.

“Are we playing or is this study hall?” Asta quips.

Harry replaces the disk on the table and it floats on the stream of air. He taps it with the game piece used to hit it and it sails to Asta’s side. She tapes it back to him and Harry thinks he understands the concept.

The more they hit the disk back and forth, the harder Asta sends it. It bounces off the table lip and disappears in front of Harry.

“2 to 0,” Asta points out. “C’mon, Harry! I know you can do better than that.”

It’s in that statement that Harry convinces himself he must win the game. He loosens up and gives it all he’s got (without breaking the table or sending the disk flying across the room, of course). Asta is fierce. She’s determined to beat him. Four rounds later, they call it quits, having won 2 rounds each.

It is interesting seeing Asta get competitive, but there were many moments of laughter and Harry knows there’s no prize to be won. The humans call this fun, and Harry admits, he did have fun.

They leave the pizzeria, and he drives Asta to her house. He gazes at her as they sit in silence in the driveway of her home. This is the moment he’s anticipated. He’s fulfilled the agreement that she stipulated. He waits for her to fulfil hers.

“Walk me to the door,” Asta suggests.

“Why? Do you need assistances getting to your house?” Harry asks, puzzled.

Asta raises her eyebrows. “No, but it’s the gentleman thing to do.”

Harry has heard vaguely of what this term means. He recalls one action is to hold a door open for a lady. Maybe Asta wants him to open her front door? Sounds silly, but he hops out of the truck and escorts her to the porch.

They face each other, a mere couple of feet apart.  

Asta smiles. “I had a good time. We need to do this again.”

Little fireworks of satisfaction pop off in Harry’s chest at Asta’s words. “Yes, that would nice.”

Asta is still smiling, a happy sound emitting from her. She steps into Harry’s space, and he watches, frozen and intrigued. She places her hands on his shoulders and slides them around his neck. It’s agonizing and wonderful. Harry can’t wait another millisecond and closes the gap between them.

He follows Asta’s lead, working slowly against her lips until she presses closer and deepens the kiss. It’s a strange thing to desire…pressing one’s lips to another’s. On Harry’s planet, they do not show affection and only come together for mating. In Harry’s human form, he has found the pleasure and connection one can have with another being. Asta is his person, and he is thankful he found her.

Harry finds his hands crawling along Asta’s waist and up her back. He wishes they could meld together like this forever. She breaks the connection. Harry chases her and she rewards him with one more peck. Her arms remain around his neck.

“I’m so glad D’Arcy was wrong. You don’t kiss like a goat.”

“I did not want to kiss D’Arcy. She would not stop following me.”

Asta heaves a sigh. “That sounds like D’Arcy.” Her hands move to his chest. “I’ll see you tomorrow morning.”

“Yes.” Harry nods. “Work.”

Asta huffs a laugh. “Yes, at work.” She leans in one last time to plant a kiss on his cheek. “Goodnight, Harry.”

“Goodnight…” Harry touches his cheek, all sorts of warmth emulating through his entire being as he watches her disappear inside, “Asta.”

((**I couldn't remember what happened in the out arcade game "Space Invaders", and honestly, just went with what my memory of it (or maybe it was another game) was.))

[thewritersaddictions]

If The Walls Could Talk Chapter 1: We Are All Adults Here

Pairing: DBF!Joel Miller x Fem!Reader

Pov: Reader

Summary: When your parents leave for their annual summer vacation, they ask your long-time neighbor to come by and check on you.

Warnings: Smut, Age Gap (20/50), a little bit of corrosion, sexual tension, Bj's, PinV, Unprotected sex, Smut with no plot, shower/tub smut.

A/n- @ Firefly-graphics for dividers.

WC- 3.2

If The Walls Could Talk Series // The Last Of Us Master List

With another semester of college under my belt, it’s time to come home for the summer. The group chat with my parents tells me that even years later, they still leave the house for a few weeks during the summer for a vacation. They’re going on a cruise this year and will be gone for nearly a month. 

I’ve lived next to a man and his daughter for years—a sweet kid a little younger than me. Hours were spent playing with her when we were both young, and when I started high school, I began babysitting her, and nothing changed. I was always in his house, and the fact that we were constantly bumping into each other had my crush flying through the sky.  

I had a crush that suddenly disappeared when I was up and moved away to college, but every summer, my crush came back with a vengeance—a spiteful vengeance. The older I got, the more I looked at Sarah’s dad in a new and different light. 

Now I’m driving back home to an empty house and a house right next door with my much older crush. Let’s also add that Joel is also my dad’s best friend. He has been his best friend since Joel moved in with his baby daughter almost twenty years ago. The lights on the house are off, and my garage door opens with one button press. 

The first day back from college was always just about laundry and eating a typical meal for the first time since I had been home for the brief spring break before exams. I can see that Joel is home; his truck is in the driveway, and the kitchen light is on. I text my parents while I wait for my food to reheat in the microwave. 

Made it home, eating leftovers. 

Aww I’m glad you are home sweetie. Don’t forget that if you need anything Joel is right across the street. 

And his daughter is at camp this summer so he’ll be there anytime you need him. 

You can’t just volunteer Joel like that. 

I’ll make sure to remember that Mom.  

I swipe out of the chat a little faster than normal. My attention drifts over to the lit-up kitchen window and I think about whatever Joel might be doing… since Sarah is away at summer camp. The beeping of the microwave pulls my attention away, and the room smells of leftovers. That night I watched a random movie marathon in a bed I’ve had since middle school, and fell asleep with a half eaten plate of food on my nightstand. 

A week later theres a knock on the fence to my backyard. My eyes are closed behind my sunglasses. It’s only when the hot rays of sun fade and turn cold do I open my eyes and shift my eyes down the brim of my nose. It’s Joel. Standing there in all his glory. A hawaiian shirt covers his tan skin, and shorts give very little to the imagination.

With another semester of college under my belt, it’s time to come home for the summer. The group chat with my parents tells me that even years later, they still leave the house for a few weeks during the summer for a vacation. They’re going on a cruise this year and will be gone for nearly a month. 

I’ve lived next to a man and his daughter for years—a sweet kid a little younger than me. Hours were spent playing with her when we were both young, and when I started high school, I began babysitting her, and nothing changed. I was always in his house, and the fact that we were constantly bumping into each other had my crush flying through the sky.  

I had a crush that suddenly disappeared when I was up and moved away to college, but every summer, my crush came back with a spiteful vengeance. The older I got, the more I looked at Sarah’s dad in a new and different light. 

Now I’m driving home to an empty house and a house right next door with my much older crush. Let’s also add that Joel is also my dad’s best friend. He has been his best friend since Joel moved in with his baby daughter almost twenty years ago. The lights on the house are off, and my garage door opens with one button press. 

The first day back from college was always just about laundry and eating a typical meal for the first time since I had been home for the brief spring break before exams. I can see that Joel is home; his truck is in the driveway, and the kitchen light is on. I text my parents while I wait for my food to reheat in the microwave. 

I made it home, eating leftovers. 

Aww, I’m glad you’re home, sweetie. Don’t forget that Joel is right across the street if you need anything. 

His daughter is at camp this summer, so he’ll be there anytime you need him. 

You can’t just volunteer Joel like that. 

I’ll make sure to remember that, Mom.  

I swipe out of the chat a little faster than normal. My attention drifts over to the lit-up kitchen window, and I think about whatever Joel might be doing… since Sarah is away at summer camp. The beeping of the microwave pulls my attention away, and the room smells of leftovers. That night, I watched a random movie marathon in a bed I’ve had since middle school and fell asleep with a half-eaten plate of food on my nightstand. 

A week later, a knock was on the fence in my backyard. My eyes are closed behind my sunglasses. It’s only when the hot rays of the sun fade and turn cold that I open my eyes and shift my eyes down the brim of my nose. It’s Joel. Standing there in all his glory. A Hawaiian shirt covers his tan skin, and his shorts give little to the imagination.

“Your dad told me you were home.” He says plainly. I nod and keep my eyes on him. “You haven’t left the house in over a week, so I came to check on you,” Joel says as he shifts from in front to the side of me, sitting on another pool chair. “I haven’t needed to. You know mom always makes way too much food during the summer.” This is the second summer I’ve come back home, and my parents have been out on a cruise or flying to some destination they picked out the minute they got back the previous summer. “I know she’s always trying to pawn it off to the other neighbors,” Joel says, looking at you and then the water. 

There’s a long pause between us; the tension grows, and before it can well into something, I cut Joel right off at the knees. “Well, I’m sure you’ve got other things to do today.” I say, then add, “instead of checking up on me.” There’s a shift in Joel’s face, but he quickly hides it behind a bright smile. “I do have some yard work I’ve gotta get done.” He says, getting up from the pool chair and pushing with the palms of his hands. 

I watch him walk away. Open and close the fence gate. I stare for a long while. Wondering where the hell these random, hot flashes of feeling came from. The bottom of my stomach burns with a passion that I don’t even feel when I go out with guys from my college. I lick my lips, bring my sunglasses back up the ridge of my nose, and close my eyes. By the time I get back inside, the summer day’s heat has disappeared, and my skin is tanned.

Joel seems to know every time I’m outside. He knocks on the gate and lets himself in. This time I’m swimming in the pool. The heat has suffocated me in a way I’m not used to, “Do you go anywhere else?” Joel asks. I lift my head from the pool surface and look at him. This time, he’s wearing just a pair of shorts. Swim trunks, “It’s not like I have many places to go.” I say plainly before dropping my head onto the pool water’s surface. I feel the ripples of the water as Joel moves in. 

He starts at the steps and makes his way over to me. Long swimming strides, and in a matter of seconds, he’s by my side. Once again, I was standing in the sunlight. I peep my eyes open again. “Do I have something on my face?” I ask him. His brown eyes bore holes into me in a way that made me feel like the only other person on earth but also uncomfortable. “I just hadn’t realized how much you’d grown up.” That is all Joel says before he too, lays on his back. I’m stuck wondering what that means. I had always seen Joel for precisely what he was.

“What does that mean?” I finally ask after a little silence. Joel seems to be forming his words, “It just means that are have become a beautiful woman in the passing years.” My courage starts to grow. “Does that mean you’ve been watching me?” I say, looking over at him. I can see him visibly swallow has if I’ve caught him in a tongue twister. “I… You…” He rolls his lips together, I move in the water. I want to see his face. “I’m what Joel?” My bathsuit hugs me tightly due to the water. “You’re just…” “I’m just what Joel?” I ask brushing my hand up from his belly to his chest. His skin lights up with goosebumps in the hot weather. 

“I’m far to old for you.” He says as if he’s trying to stop himself from making a horrible choice. As if saying he’s older then me is going to stop the way my nails are dragging down the center of his body. Inching closer to the tie of his swim trunks. 

The way my name falls from his lips, like he’s barely holding back his wants and needs. “Y/n, please I’m just as old as your father.” I roll my eyes. “Can you not bring him up when all I wanna do is make you feel good.” I mutter softly. Joel lets go of my hands and groans when I grab at his erection from the swim trunks. It’s just a wet piece of fabric between my hand and his cock. 

“Fuck,” Joel mutters out in a low groan. But before the moment goes any further I move my hand and float towards the pool stairs. Joel is up and moving towards me before I even manager to get the towel around my body. “What in the hell was that?” He tries not to shout. “That’s called payback for the past fifteen years of my life, now if you don’t mind I’m gonna go take a bath,” I say before slipping into my flip-flops and walking into the cool air of the house. I leave the sliding glass door open. 

An open invitation to follow me. 

An open invitation to which he follows like a lost puppy dog following its owner. I don’t hear Joel get out of the water immediately as if he’s waiting for my father (his best friend) to come rounding the corner; all I know is that by the time I’ve settled into the hot water of the bathtub with bubbles on the rim of the tub. Joel is marching up the stairs and not even knocking on the bathroom door. 

He just lets himself in. He is standing with a towel wrapped around his waist and water pooling around his feet. “You’re making a mess, ya know,” I say, not even bothering to look up at him. I had set up most of what I would use before my dip in the pool, my eyes gazing over the words in my romance novel. 

“You’re a fuckin’ tease, you know that.” He says with a grunt. I say anything, flipping the page of my book over. The book goes from my hand to the sink, forcing me to look up at him. “You are a wrong choice waiting to happen,” Joel says with my chin in his hand. Holding me to look up at him, “But I’m not inclined to make the right choices right now.” He says before finally leaning down to press his lips into mine. 

The kiss sweeps me off my feet metaphorically. His lips are rough and dry from the summer heat and sun, but the way he uses his mouth is heaven-sent. Passing over my lips with his tongue, his hand still holds my chin securely, giving Joel all the power he needs in this situation. His other drifts down your chest, and into the water. The bubbles surround his hand as his fingers graze over the tops of my breasts. Gentle has they grope and tease my nipple. The kiss is breathtaking, leaving me gasping for air when Joel finally does pull away. 

When he pulls away there’s no giving away the rather large tent that has made it’s way through the soaked swim trunks and is now protruding through the pool towel. He follows my gaze, and looks down, “You want something?” He asks looking down at me, I nod. “Then undress me sweetheart.” The nickname makes my heart skip a beat, and my hands are reaching out for the towel, ripping it off and through it to the floor. His swim trunks go next and in one easy slip down his toned legs he’s free and completely naked in front of me. For being half my age older the man is built, muscles and tan lines that show the amount of work he’s put into his life already. 

“You gonna keep staring at it with your mouth open? Or are you gonna use that pretty little mouth of yours up to some good use?” He says standing there in all his glory. I slip over the edge of the tub, half my body still sits in the water. My knees hitting the edge of the inner tub, nipples taught at the coolness of the surrounding air as I grab a hold of Joel cock. I had dreams about this, dreams of sucking him off, dreams of holding him in my hands, dreams of the way he’d taste, of the way he’d sound. Nothing is better then the real thing though. The weight of his cock on my hand is different then I’ve ever felt. A strong hand combs through my wet pool hair. “Come on darlin’ don’t keep me waiting.” He says gently. 

I nod because there aren’t words to describe the feelings that are currently wrapping their way around my lungs. I lean forward and press my lips to the head of his cock. I look up at Joel through my lashes before sucking just the head of his cock into my mouth. A slight groan falls from his lips, and it eggs me on further. I take each inch of him with a slow pace, giving myself time to let him fill my throat. I’m not even must more librality because before i know it, th hand that was gently combing through my hair is pushing me further down his cock. My nose buried in his nicely trimed pubic hair. I gag around the tight feeling of his cock in the back of my throat, holding his thighs tightly in both my hands. 

Joel hands holds my hair tightly. The once gentle hand is curled around my hair and using a force I’ve only ever seen him use when he’s lifting things from his truck. Using my throat in order to get exactly what he desires. His grunts and groans are the only things I hear, music to my ears. It’s the little tiny whimper of my name that has me knowing that Joel is close. His cock twitches in the back of my throat and my eyes water at the fullness he has me feeling. 

— 

The water sloshes in the tub, as Joel moves us both into the tub. His back pressed against the cold porcelain. The law tub large enough to hold the both us. He doesn’t have me facing him at first. My back pressed against his chest, with his already stiff cock pressed between my wet thighs. Wet due to water, and due to the fucking my throat as just recieved. Joel plams my breasts. Teasing the stiff nipples between his fore fingers and thumbs. Rolling then and pinching at the same, it has me rockingand sqeuzzing his cock between the plusness of my thighs. 

His lips connect to the side of my neck pressing soft and rough kisses into the skin. Leaving some patches with hickies. “Such a pretty women sitting on my lap.” He mutters against my skin, I let my head fall back over his shoulder and his lips find my chin. “Letting me do whatever i want to her, in her parents house.” His reminder that we are in fact in my parents house has me wetter then I’d like him to know, but my thighs sadly betray me. “Oh she’s a kinky little one isn’t she?” He says, “Spread your legs sweetheart.” He commands and follow with ease, watching as water flows over the edge a little. Suds hitting the floor, with my legs wide open one hands drops my breast and falls down the center of my stoamch and then to the center of my pussy. “Oh she loves the idea of my fuckin’ her right here in this bathtub, she loves the idea of my fuckin’ her in her parents house, what they don’t know don’t hurt ‘em.” He says as he slips two fingers in. Moans bounce of the tiled walls of the bathroom, his one finger are larger then my two fingers put together, so I can only image the way he’ll push my walls open to make room for his cock. He drops his other hands decidind it’s better to play with my pussy then my breast. With one hand pumping in and out of my pussy the other one starts with slow circles around my clit. 

“You’re so wet Y/n, hmm how long have you been thinkin’ about me fuckin’ you?” He asks, his breath steady in comparison to mine, I can barely keep up, i roll my lips together before opening my mouth but all that falls out is moans of satisfation. “Answer me darlin’ or I won’t let you cum.” His words get my attention, and for a second I have to think. “Since I was in highschool.” I manage to get out. “Hmm such a dirty fuckin’ slut thinking about her dads best friend fuckin’ her.” his words have me squeezing his fingers in my pussy. “It’s okay baby, I’ve been thinkin’ about doing this since two summers ago.” His confession sends me over the edge. Into a white hot ecstasy.  Joels fingers slide out with ease, and his other rest gives my sensitive clit a rest. Kissing my shoudler and back gentle as I come down from my high. 

When I regain a portion of my brain I don’t give him much time to ask me many questions. I grab his cock and postion myself. Letting the head of his cock notch at my entrance. “Oh fuck sweetheart” Joel groans out his grip on my hips grows tight. “Wait.” He says, but I don’t listen, I’m absolutely consumed by the feeling of his cock around my pussy. I feel full and content with his cock complelty in my pussy. “Damn it Y/n, I said wait.” He shouts, “What? You don’t wanna be deep inside me anymore?” I tease. I can hear Joel gridding his molars together. “No I just wanted to make ure that you were on birth control you brat.” oh I bite my lip and nod my head. “Words darlin’ words.” “Yes, so you can cum as deep as you want Joel.” Theres an undeinable smile on his face, as he sets an unforgiving pace.

Water pools around the clawfoot tub as Joel pushes me forward. My hands gripping the tub as the sound of skin slapping bounces off the walls around us. The blinds opne but the summer streets empty. “Joel anybody would see us!” I moan as he wraps a large around the back of my neck forcing my to look towards the window. “Oh darlin’ I’m kinda hoping gets to see the sort of show you put on. Your ass so high up in the air, tits boucing and making mess around my cock. I bet I can make you cum again just like this.” His pace somehow gets faster and harder. 

“Yeah, I can feel you squeezin’ my cock.” Joel mutters, “Wait I wanna…” My words die in my thaort as his other hand comes down between my legs and plays with my clit. A few circles and a few pinches “Wiat Joel please…” “Hmm what do you want now princess?” He asks through his own grunts of passion. “I wanna cum with you, please Joel cum inside me with me??!” I beg him, “Alright… alright princess, you can cum with me but you better be ready when I am.” He says, “I will be I will be Joel just pelase make me cum daddy.” Something in Joel must break, or maybe it was already broken because the pace he sets now is body breaking. My knuckles are white, and my mouth is just hanging open. “Come on princess squeeze my cock like a good little girl, and then I’ll give it you. Pump you full with my seed.” His words push me over the edge and with that my second orgasm rolls over my shoudlers. Joel pumps a few more times deep inside before he slips out and falls gracefully to the tubs floor. 

We sit in silence for a moment. Joels words are the first thing that hit the sex smelling air. “This by the way sweertheart. Is NOT a one time deal.” he says grabbing my hips and pulling back down into his hold. We sit until the water goes cold, and or skin is wrinkly. “I’ll clean up after we get you somethin’ to eat missy.” He says wrapping the towels around my tired frame. I only nod unwilling to disturbe the peace of the moment.

Completed on: 04/10/24

Posted on: 04/13/24

Joel Miller-

[heartfulselkie]

WIP Game

Thanks @coffeebanana and @rosie-b for the tag, and thank you @kasienda for coming up with this new game!

List the titles your top five priorities for WIP updates (link your fics for new readers!)

An upcoming scene, event, or detail in each fic that you're looking forward to writing

Bonus: make a poll for your followers to vote on which top 5 WIP they are most excited to see an update on!

Then tag 10 writer friends!

WIP TITLES

So I'm kind of cheating a bit with my choices here I guess since I have a lot of ideas but not so many actual active WiPs. So some of these aren't actually stuff that has been posted (or not posted in fic form) but they're all what my rodent brain is rotating right now.

Bell the Cat - Ladyblanc Knight AU. Enemies to Reluctant Allies to Lovers. Plenty of angst and trauma to be had in this one!

2. Sad Machine - Not currently available. I'm attempting aiming to have the fic more or less completed before I start posting. Futurist/Cyberpunk-type AU. No Miraculous but there's a dash of vigilantism and mysterious happenings to solve. And some questionable ethics (thanks Gabe).

3. Porceline Girl - Emonette and Badrien (post Paris Special) Oneshot that I'm hoping to finish soon. They're just angsty teens trying to figure out what is love how to be around each other.

4. Kaleidoscope - (not currently a posted fic so link leads to my tumblr tag) Kwami Swap AU with a dose of amnesia! Love Square is a mess in this with a Reunioned Ghostbug trying to solve all the problems. Adrien needs a coffee and a nap. Tikki needs a drink.

5. Citrus and Lavender - Enemies to Lovers AU with Chat Noir being deceived into being on Hawk Moth's side from the very beginning. The kids need therapy and Gabriel needs jail.

UPCOMING

There's is so much I'm looking forward to with Bell the Cat, but with the upcoming chapters I'm excited about introducing some more characters into this world! And of course all the Ladyblanc banter to be had!

2. This is my little pet project at the moment that I am slow roasting in the microwave. There are so many things that I am foaming at the mouth for that I want to just spit the fic out onto ao3 already but I'm trying to go slow with this one.

3. I'm just excited to feed myself more Toxigriffe, even if its in Adrinette form. I have so many ideas for these two but this oneshot is the closest to being finished. I'm excited to have it done (soon! hopefully!)!

4. Another one that's been slow roasting for a bit. I'll admit I'm still undecided with how I want to post this - do I go full fanfic on ao3 with it? Or a webcomic-style on tumblr? Perhaps a hybrid of both? I normally go with writing for longer stories, but this AU really got its interest and following through my random comics of it. It's exciting to think about my options as I could really challenge myself with it (even if opting for a more webcomic style is terrifying in its own way).

5. We're finally reaching the point in the story where Ladynoir are trying to transition from stalwart enemies to shy and unsure partners. All sides of the love square are standing on bambi legs right now as things are very new and scary - but at least they'll slowly learn they have each other to lean on!

I think most of my usual victims have been tagged already - so consider this an open invitation to anyone who wants to do it! I'm tagging you! Yes, you!

[shadesofblades]

Follow-up question, if you dare! (In exchange I can offer a microwaveable beanbag full of lavender, which is great for the smell and relaxing your shoulders)

Now that your roster has their drink (or have rejected it), what kinds of small talk would they make with the buyer? Or how would they make sure they're never bothered by them again? Are they the type to make a friend there and then, or will they likely not stay in touch?

Dude that sounds so good? I need one of those fr ;-;

Oh boy ok, this one feels like it could be even longer than the initial question... *cracking fingers again* letsgoo

Aoki: Assuming he will continue the conversation even if he rejects the drink, he would let the other talk first. What did they want? Why were they interested in him? Was this pleasantry just to start a business interaction? Who are they? Do they want to hurt him or hire him? Aoki is an anxious mess who always assumes the worst of people. Other than that, if he sees that this person just wants to be friends, he'll just leave and not go to a bar for awhile- or at least not that one.

Baatu: Thanks! I like your hair! What’s your name? Where’re you from? What do you do? Baatu would be a boisterous joy with an everlasting smile on his face. New company = new friend, surely. He would definitely stay in contact with them after even just one meeting. Not a care in the world, this one.

Gaia: She’d ask the basics like their name, but she’s more of a listener than a talker. If Gaia found the other person interesting enough, she would ask a few more questions to get to know them. If they shared any hobbies like night clubbing, she’d chat about that and even invite them to party with her and her gf. Inviting someone means she’d try to stay in touch! But quite a few of her interactions at bars and such happen to be one and done, I imagine.

Li’tan: He’d chat with his new company for as long as they’ll have him! He’d be very curious about whoever was interested in him. There would be a good back and forth most likely, as he listens well and also would jump at the opportunity to talk about things he knows/likes. If allowed (and if nothing horrible happens), Li’tan would 1000% try to stay in contact with them. He’d even go out of his way to try to visit them, maybe a little too friendly.

Makar: Once again, probably the most normal of my roster. I wouldn’t say Makar is super charismatic or anything, but I think he’s relaxed enough that he comes off as cool, calm, and collected. Mature and thoughtful, intelligent. The conversation would feel perhaps like you’re catching up with an old buddy. Makar would try to keep the friendship, but he’s on the move and doesn’t stay in one place for very long.

Mitsuki: haha oh boy! I imagine the scene plays out with Mitsuki rejecting them. And if they are persistent or bothering them further, they would take that very drink and splash them in the face with it. “What did I tell you, vermin? You continue to disrupt my work. Leave now or pay for the very coin you’ll steal from my transaction!” Yea something like that probably.

Nacht: The armored figure sits and… stares? It is so very still, unnaturally so. Unnaturally for a living creature at least. But the conversation starts and they give nods and small gestures, all silent except for the sounds of armored plates moving. If they are impacted by this person, they will find them again.

Shunbai: Curious about his new company, he would ask for their name and origins. What circles did they find themselves in around these parts? Perhaps they could be a new connection or simply a new friend. Shunbai would love some new friends that know the ins and outs of Eorzea. Depending on location and time, he would try to stay in contact.

Tomiel: (Once again answering here, but he has his own blog @faithfulfallen .) Tom wouldn’t pry too deep into anything personal. He’d try to keep the conversation civil and as surface level as he could in protection for his own history and for a comfort for his company. If they recognized him from his time in Ishgard, then the conversation would change a bit and get more personal. Though he would still try to dance around specifics. If the company is kind, he would stay in touch. He’s very thoughtful and even if they stay as simple acquaintances, he would say hello every time he saw them.

Yumi: I think I mentioned this in the previous ask, but she would laugh and drink with them all night. She’d challenge them to a drinking contest, buy them both lots of snacks and food, and just have a good night! Honestly, not sure if she’d care about their name, but she’d probably take it from them. She will remember this face! (For better or for worse.)

Zylavor: Many pleasantries and polite exchanges. Maybe some flirtatious looks and giggles. Zylavor is kind of a tease, but he doesn’t fully mean anything by it. He doesn’t mind the one night stands, but doesn’t mind a simple conversation also. They might not care about keeping in contact with this person, but if they happen to keep showing up in their life, then it must be some kind of fate, right?

Zetoichi: The basics once more. What’s your name? Where are you from? What do you do? But paced pretty slowly. He isn’t one to lead a conversation unless the other is really struggling. Z has a lot of connections and knows a surprising amount of people, so this person might become someone like that to him. He is surprisingly charismatic, but he doesn’t really intend it. He’s just a mediator type.

Wow ok, this was in fact long. Thank you so much @upatreewithoutaharness !! I had a good time thinking about all these!! Now I wanna bring them to a bar in game and just see what happens ;-;