#dani: hot chocolate? you want hot chocolate?

[transrevolutions]

how does that meme go again uh. save me daenerys targaryen

[shortstrawberry]

How the Resident girlies will spend Christmas with you as Christmas is just around the corner.

(credit to amazing @pyramantic for the pics)

1. Bela

Bela gives you the greatest Christmas gift she could get you: taking a day off.

Bela's way to relax with you is to take you both away from home related drama. So she'd fly you away to a European country for a white Christmas. How about Germany?

You both would walk hand in hand around the snow laden streets of Berlin, enjoying the Christmas spirit.

Bela's favourite Christmas drink is mulled wine. She loves to make it personally for you. You love the warm and sweet spicy taste of it.

2. Donna

You and Donna had to keep the flower shop open during the day, as a lot of people buy last minute flowers. However, you and Donna both made sure to spend a lot of time together decorating the shop for Christmas.

Donna keeps on holding the mistletoe over you. You of course have no choice but to follow the tradition and kiss her. Not that you need any tradition to kiss your soft Italian florist.

In the evening you both decide to celebrate in the beautifully decorated shop itself. You both set the chairs and table and Donna sings Italian Christmas carols for you. Having Christmas dinner surrounded by red and white roses is a experience you'll never forget.

Donna's favourite Christmas drink is Bombardino, a Italian christmas drink quite similar to eggnog. Angie often tries to spike it. You let her do it, because drunk Donna is a adorable Donna.

3. Cassandra

Cassandra is a total Broadyway bish and she'll be taking you to catch the The Christmas Spectacular show in New York.

After the show, you both would be go to Rockefeller Center Christmas Tree and take so many cute selfies together that your phone memory would explode.

Cassandra and you would soon have enough of crowded New York streets and just retreat back home. There you both will order in some pizza and spend the Christmas night cuddling and watching musicals.

Cassandra's favourite Christmas drink is hot buttered rum. It is warm and cosy and not boring, just like Cassandra herself.

4. Angie

Angie is your resident party girl, but for Christmas, she'll stay home, with you. She wants to spend the next morning waking up with you without a hangover.

Still, there would be some drinks around. But nothing too boozy. Angie would spend Christmas cooking together with you and watching Italian soap operas with you.

Angie and you would also play a lot of board games. Especially Jenga, where you would loose for the umpteenth time. Getting drunk regularly has given Angie a excellent sense of balance.

Angie's favourite Christmas drink is Limoncello, a sweet and tangy lemon drink with dashes of alcohol. It's something that both you and Angie can enjoy without getting completely hammered.

5. Daniela

Dani is all about creating the perfect romantic dates for you. So she'll set up lights and Christmas decorations at home for the perfect Christmas date.

Dani all throughout the dinner (that she herself cooked) would tell you about the Christmas she spent at Dimiterescu Mansion. Hearing how close the Dimiterescu sisters were during childhood would always bring a smile to your face.

You and Dani after dinner would dance around the room on Christmas songs. Dani would especially loudly sing "All I want for Christmas is you".

Dani's favourite Christmas drink is a simple hot chocolate. She makes sure to put extra marshmallow on top of yours.

6. Alcina Dimiterescu

You would spend the Christmas with Alcina at her extravagant Dimiterescu Mansion. Alcina has made sure to deck every floor with Christmas decorations.

Alcina has also made sure to have her personal chef make a feast for Christmas. Stuffed turkey, buttery mashed potatoes, you name it, it's there on the table. Alcina makes sure you have a little taste of everything by her own hands.

Later, you and Alcina would spend the Christmas night painting together. You'd model in Santa clothes (how skimpy is your imagination) while Alcina happily paints on her canvas.

Alcina's favourite Christmas drink is Catena Malbec Wine. She serves it to you with a side of cheese and cured meats.

7. Miranda

Miranda bestows upon you the greatest Christmas gift she could ever give you: taking a day off.

Miranda is a homebody, so Christmas with her would be a homely and cozy affair. She would make a comforting dinner for you. You would be sitting on the kitchen counter and just watching her move around as old Christmas songs play in the background.

Miranda and you are both bibliophiles, so it's no wonder you both would curl up on a large comfy chair together and read Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens.

Miranda's favourite Christmas drink is Vișinată, a Romanian sour cherry brandy. Miranda makes sure you drink it slowly so that you don't get too drunk.

And that's it! I wish you all a very Merry Christmas!!

[i-cant-sing]

May I request Todoroki family with a reader with a birthmark /port wine stain on their face? I feel like they’d be smothered even further (the reader can also joke about getting free laser surgery cause when that shit happens it smells like burning flesh (a jab at Dani lmao))

Portwine stain used to be my fav topic ever. Like you could ask me anything in pathology and I don't think I'd remember it, but someone even hints at it and ID KNOW WE'RE TALKING ABOUT PORTWINE STAIN cause like the moment I saw pictures of it on patients, I was like "?????? How is the name so ACCURATE????"

So with Todoroki fam, I think their reaction is mostly based on how you feel about your skin. So, if you're like more confident and rip anyone a new one if they try to bully you, they're also gonna treat you very normally (except maybe Rei). But if you're insecure about your face, then they're just gonna baby you to the max as well. Rei is always cooing and going over the top with compliments "aww baby, you're always beautiful in my eyes! You're like a pretty princess! I'm your mother, I would never lie!"

Enji mostly tries to encourage you with few but deep words, something along the lines of "beauty always fades away. It's what on the inside what matters. Make yourself so skillful and abled that you don't allow this to be a barrier between you and opportunities. I'll always support you." And obviously, he'd pay bucks if you want to remove this stain/mark.

Natsuo again, using his few years experience as a medical professional or as a med student will try to comfort you like a psychiatrist and also bring in derma creams and ointments that's ij research phases and not easily accessible to the general population.

Fuyumi again, coddles you but less patronising than Rei. She does want you tell her all about it, whether if someone said something even slightly mean to you, so that she can tattle to Dabi about it and he can "deal" with the person.

Shotou is the most indifferent to it. Like there isn't much difference to how he'd react if you didn't have this mark. He's still as attention deprived as ever and he's still sticking by your side, and maybe deep down, he might even feel closer to you now that you have a portwine stain/birthmark on your face.

Dabi... well, ofcourse his first reaction is to tease you about it, relentlessly. But if youre actually super insecure about your looks, then he's also the one who's super understanding and helpful. Like he finds you crying as you look at yourself in the mirror, he just sighs and walks over before breaking the mirror and engulfing you in a hug. Probes very carefully until you confess to him that someone said something very awful to you.

He comforts you, makes you his signature marshmallow hot chocolate and then pays a visit to said bully and like.... mutilates them very badly, beyond recognition, but still keeps them alive so that they get to live through the agony and dilemma you do on the daily.

[nobodylikety]

OKAY LISTEN UP—

So I've been making some moodboards for Hybrid! New Jeans, I hope you like it! ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و ♡

Basically each moodboard has the things that the girls like the most, or rather, makes each of the girls herself < 🐻🐰🐈‍⬛🐶🦊 3

BEAR HYBRID! MINJI 🐻

Basically bear! minji core consists of:

Love for naps

Teddy bears (because obviously, she needs a little friend to sleep and cuddle with if you or Hybrid! New Jeans isn't available)

Hot chocolate with marshmallows, because something about the warmth of hot chocolate and the mushiness of marshmallows makes her sleepy! <3

Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. she's basically a big baby, so basic but yummy snacks are TOTALLY her thing.

Chocolate chip cookies. The combination of browned butter, caramelised sugar, vanilla and chocolate are "the rich flavours that mingle in a single snack", and Minji definetly LOVES IT. She finds these cookies irresistible, and she probably can't eat just one. 🍪

BUNNY HYBRID! HANNI🐰

Basically bunny! hanni core consists of:

Being wrapped in blankies for taking naps. Blankets are the best invention of mankind, according to Hanni. She loves to be wrapped up in them like a burrito and to sleep after a good scritches on her floppy ears and chin.

Cookies in the shape of a bunny. Although Haerin insists that it is somehow cannibalism, Hanni likes bunny-shaped or decorated cookies.

Strawberries. Bunnies like strawberries, and Hanni is no exception. Although she likes bread much better, strawberries are quite versatile and can be eaten in many ways, plus they are a healthy snack! So as long as it's bread or strawberries, Hanni's tummy is happy. 🐰🍓

Pink hoodies. Hanni likes oversized hoodies, the kind she's practically swimming in, but her biggest preference is pink! Pink is her favourite colour, so she's determined to make sure her wardrobe has it as much as possible.

(BLACK) CAT HYBRID! HAERIN 🐈‍⬛

Basically black cat! haerin core consists of:

A cute but bad bitch 🖤

Roll her eyes and make a grim face. If Haerin doesn't like you, every time she looks at you, it's going to feel like she's killing you with her eyes!

ps. Haerin's jealous gaze is especially deadly.

Kitten toe beans ALWAYS peeking out from under the sheets. Haerin is always hidden under the covers (always is a good time for a nap, or to isolate herself from society, or even both) and the only thing visible are her toe beans. ฅ ฅ

Sleeping in people's arms. She'll never admit it, but Haerin loves to sleep in your arms or Hybrid's! New Jeans. Then she'll wake up and start cursing, as usual, but deep down you know she enjoys those moments of napping in your arms.

PUPPY HYBRID! DANIELLE 🐶

Basically puppy! danielle core consists of:

Popcorn. not only tastes good, Dani LOVES that when it's time to eat them, her popcorn makes crunchy noises. crunchy stuff has her wagging her tail like crazy!

Stuffies with dumb designs and shapes! Dani has food-related soft and squishy plushies, such as a croissant, egg or bacon, to nibble on or throw at Hybrid! New Jeans every time she wants them to play with her <3 because puppies will chew whatever puppies want to chew 🐶

Crunchy bone-shaped treats. she doesn't even care if it tastes like vegetables or meat, or even if it tastes like a sock…because if it's bone-shaped, DANI WILL EAT IT.

Australian Shepherd Puppy. Because Dani is Australian, athletic and full of energy, just like Australian shepherds. Makes sense, doesn't it?

Puppy snout! Wherever Dani sees an open door or an opening, her adorable and curious snout will be there to take a peek. She has a habit of poking her head through your bedroom door and bark, or following you to the bathroom and poking her snout out of the half-jointed door.

FOX HYBRID! HYEIN 🦊

Basically fox! hyein core consists of:

Curling up by the fireplace.

What's better than a warm nap? The comforting crackle of the fire, the light but pleasant smell of wood burning slowly, the warmth, and being cuddled behind the ears until she falls asleep. honestly the best life <3

Apple slices with cinnamon. sometimes Hyein likes to brown them a bit in the fireplace, but most of the time she eats them only with cinnamon, because for some reason this kiddo is obsessed with cinnamon!

Rubbing her head against people's legs, asking to be pet. Hyein is rather like a clingy puppy in that respect, when she's in the mood for cuddling she just…*rubs head*.

Fruit-filled breakfasts and snacks, and preferably ones that look aesthetically pleasing! Hyein is attracted to things that have cute or funny shapes, which makes her more interested in eating them 🫐🍎🍓🍌⭐

Fox cuddly plush. She knows it's a bit of a cliché to have a fox as fave plushie, but can you blame her? it's super huggable!

Bonus!

OTTER HYBRID! HYEIN 🦦

Basically otter! hyein core consists of:

Cute and silly beanies! she has a whooole collection

Hybrid! New Jeans helps her put them on, they even try to put a different beanie on her every day <3

Cuddly toys and plushies! they are Hyein's favourite kind of thing. she has stuffed otters, for obvious reasons, but she also has a puppy, a fox, a bear and a stuffed kitten, because she loves to hold them close to her chest

FISH AS A SNACK, ALWAYS 🐟because although Hyein knows that otters feed not only on fish, but also on eels, she is a baby otter that's quite fussy and never wants to eat eel, never ever!

Pool + swimming goggles + floats = happy baby otter! 🦦🩵 Hyein loves swimming (otters are superbly adapted for swimming), but swimming in the pool is the safer option! Plus it's more fun, because unlike swimming in the river, the pool has floaties and swimming goggles, even water toys!

being carried in Hybrid! New Jeans arms. In her animal form, Hyein practically makes puppy eyes all the time to be carried! She flatly refuses to let her little paws touch the ground ♡

[mango-sp1ce]

A Late Night’s Work

It’s quiet.

The house is empty except for two. Dani’s off doing who knows what. She’s adventurous, and as long as she promises to come home on time without causing too many problems, she allowed to roam as freely as she wants.

Danny’s doing something school related. Missing work, or something of the like. Dan personally hasn’t been paying much attention. Whatever it is, it’s keeping Danny preoccupied at the library down the street.

So the only people in the house, are him and Constantine. If he actually takes the time to listen… Constantine’s in the living room, muttering under his breath about what sounds like hero work. A solid yuck, from Dan.

But he gets up anyways. Makes his way to the kitchen and turns on the kettle. It’s an electric kettle, because no one in this house can stand the high pitched whistle of a stovetop one.

When it finishes, he pours out two mugs. Ones a cup of tea, made in a very specific way that Dan honestly can’t write down or explain but he can go through the motions with ease. The others just a standard cup of hot chocolate. What? He’s allowed to have a sweet tooth, okay?

Carrying the mugs into the living room, he sits on the sofa and slides the tea towards the other end of the table. Constantine, from the look of it, didn’t even hear him approach. He looks up startled and a little frazzled. If the halfas were here they’d be sure to usher him away from his work.

Dan… kind of cares. But not enough to speak out against whatever overworking John’s putting himself through right now. Maybe later, when he’s pulling out his hair and creating creative swears that don’t make any sense.

For now, he nudges the cup again so that John looks at it, before leaning back and taking a sip of his own cup. He may not care much, or even pay attention much, but he knows how to coax this man into self care.

Monkey see, monkey do. Easy, really. Within seconds John’s taking a sip of his mug as well. The appreciative hum Dans so familiar with accompanying him as he finally closed his eyes for longer than a blink.

“Whats got you holed up over here? You’re going gray, old man.” Dan snickers, his eyes peering over the edge of his mug.

John laughs, though it’s a bit hollow as always. “You wish. I’d probably pull them off better than you.” Now that gets a solid laugh out of Dan.

John shuffles some papers in front him though, intercepting any vocalizations that Dan might’ve considered making.

“Just some league stuff. You can only be so late about turnin’ in papers before the bat gets pissed.”

Dan simply hums and nods, taking the last few sips of his drink. He gets up and puts his mug in the sink to be washed later before wandering his way upstairs.

It’s not that he’s uncomfortable or doesn’t want to continue conversing. It’s just… when people talk like that he can’t help but wonder how they felt. In his timeline. Batman was certainly dead… he can’t remember if Constantine was though. The blonde was just an insignificant blimp back then.

It’s a thought to ponder.

A thought to ponder alone in his room.

[sunnyie-eve]

18 | Ranking

Series: Unexpected

Paring: (Matt Sturniolo x OFC Brock!) (Chris Sturniolo x OFC Brock!)

Word Count: 1.3k

Warnings: mention of restraining order with an ex

| MASTERLIST |

The sound of Chris shouting in the kitchen first noise Dani notice, the second being Matt's small snores as she wakes up. Last night she crashed in Matt's room while they had a marathon watching Stranger Things this time.

Matt rolled over in his sleep onto Dani chest, perfectly sandwiching her between him and the bed with his arms draped messily around her.

Unconsciously Dani knots her fingers through his hair, slightly still halfway asleep since her brain wasn't fully up. She ran a hand through Matt's bedhead and shuffle slightly, trying to find a more comfortable position. This wakes Matt up and he wraps his arms around her torso tightly, letting his hot breath fan her neck before he mumbles out, "Don't leave, I'm comfy."

Suddenly Dani's brain catches up to what's happening so she moves her hands away, "Matt, we need to get up."

"What time is it?" He mumbles still cuddling her.

"Time to get up." She tries to move, "And you're on me so..."

"I don't care. Friendly cuddles. Put your hand back in my hair it felt nice." He whines.

"How much longer till I can get up?" Dani runs her fingers through Matt's hair, using them as a makeshift comb as she attempts to braid his short hair. Matt takes long tired breaths as she does so. Cozying into her touch - taking long sleepy blinks every time her hand meets his scalp.

"Just shut up please." He tells her so Dani huffs continues for who knows how long. After some times he gives her a soft smile lifting his head weakly, "Thank you." He rolls off of her so she sits up.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." She gets out of his bed.

"I mean it, that felt nice." He sits up, "My anxiety has been bothering me when I'm alone so all that helped a bit."

"Well, I'm glad to help because you have helped me in the past too." She gives him a smile leaving his room to go to hers getting dressed for the day.

"Good morning/afternoon." Chris gives her a smile.

"Hello, I would've gotten up earlier but I was stuck in bed. Literally, Matt had me pinned down by rolling on top of me at some point and he wouldn't wake up." She explains walking to her room, "Can you make a bowl of my cereal, please?"

"I got you sweetie."

Later in the day while the guys set up for their video Dank looks at a few of the snacks, "Geez Chris! Rrrr!" Dani gets startled by the water bottle flying across the table.

"I can't even read what these are." Matt looks at the snack box in his hands before they start their video to rank snacks.

"Yeah, they're in a foreign languages Matt." Chris tells him.

"I'm sure most are in Japanese." Dani says walking over to the couch since she wasn't going to take part in the video.

As they start Dani just sits and watches them like they were a tv show. For the first snack they were trying the three liked it, "Give me the grape! Give me the fucking grape!" Nick acts out causing Dani to giggle as he grabs his brother's shouting it.

"Wait, is it a whistle?!" Chris gets excited opening the wrapper to their next snack before blowing it. "That just came out of the sucker." He blows again for a long time.

"Chris, okay..." Dani gets annoyed.

"Enough! Enough!" Nick yells at him.

"Maybe it's a slide whistle." Matt suggests and was right but his didn't work like the other two.

Dani watches the three crack up and be so entertained by the snack as they were a laughing their heads off playing around with the sound making up little acts for it to fit into. She loved their laughs so much. The sound of them just made her so happy and she couldn't help but smile when she hear them.

While they eat the strawberry pockys they asks Dani if she wanted one but she tells them no because she prefers the chocolate ones only. For the redbull they liked it how it was a bit sweeter.

"Freeze fried mini ice cream sandwiches." Nick reads the next snack as Matt makes a face.

"Oh, it's astronaut food." Chris says so they all look at him.

"Well, I don't think it's astronaut food but it's like freeze dried." Nick says before they all try it and not a single one if them liked it. "Might as well get a Covid test, I feel like I have no taste."

"Are these skittles Popsicles?" Nick gets excited.

"What? Wait, it's not actually... skittles!" Chris gets excited too, "It's like pops."

Dani laughs a the three getting so excited to try them and they loved them, "Can I have one?" Dani asks them.

"Yeah, catch it." Chris picks one up to toss her way and she catches and loves it as well.

The thought of the fried chicken lays chips made Dani sick because who the hell would think of that. For the grilled bbq chips the three didn't care for the taste and the same for the Cheetos as well.

For the mountain drew drink the three jump around loving the taste talking about what memories it brings up.

"Matt, I want to try that." She gets up from the couch as he drinks but he puts it down, "Matt." She says making him remember what she asked.

"Sorry." He picks it back up walking over to give it to her as he waited on the other side of the table. "It's really good." He hands it to her.

"I got that by the three of y'all's reaction to it." She laughs taking the glass.

As they go on to the next four, Dani stops paying attention for a bit while she plays a game on her phone trying to get first place.

"Like baby throw up a little." Chris says as Nick smells the drink so Dani looks over at them.

"Wait!" Something hits Nick so he smells it again, "I love it!"

"No you don't." Chris laughs so Nick drinks it.

"I've had this in my past!" Nick says as Dani gets up going to her room which causes Matt to watch her walk off confused since she didn't seem in any other mood than happy.

In reality she was panicking as she got a message from her ex to call him. It took a restraining order for them to finally break up and now that it was up he wanted to see her.

"What do you want?" She says as he picks up the call, "I will figure out how to get a longer restraining order, Charlie."

"Babe, Dani... I just wanted to see how you are doing?" He chuckles.

"None of your business and it never will be." She tells him in a very serious tone.

"It won't take me long to figure out where you live. Until then, look out for me." He ends the call and she blocks that number as well.

As soon as she did, she goes over to her computer to look up how to get a longer restraining order to keep him away from her. By the time the guys finished their video, Dani was still on her computer looking up other stuff to keep her ex away.

"Dani, everything good?" Matt knocks poking his head into her room.

"I really hate how you notice things with me." She says keeping her eyes on her screen as he enters her room.

"I'm a good friend. So what happened to make you leave the room?" He sits at the end of her bed.

"My ex texted me. And this is the one I never talk about. It took a restraining order for us to break up." She explains to him, "I'm looking how to get a longer one but good lawyers are expensive. His almost got the judge not accept it."

"I'm sure we can help pay for one." He tells her not wanting to go into to asking more about her past with him.

Dani turns around to look at him, "I also hate how sweet you are." She giggles causing him to chuckle as well.

[f1stargirll]

Conversation Friends ° Lando Norris

Chapter Two

Word count : 1.658k

Description : slow burn, college!au (enemies to lovers) and more to come

Hey guys, sorry this chapter came out a week late, I was suffocating from homework. But here we are! And I'm currently on a week break from uni so I'll try to write as much as possible during this time, I have sooo many ideas. I think I'll even try writing oneshots so if anyone has requests I'm open to them! Hope you'll enjoy this chapter, and feel free to message me if you want to be tagged in the next parts 🧚🏼‍♀️

PSA : Since I’m STUPID, I’ve started writing on a side blog which means there’s a lot of things I can’t do!! So I’m switching to my main blog which is @f1stargurl !!! The next parts and the rest will be posted on there, so if anyone follows me here, if you could pls follow me on @f1stargurl 🤧 To quote mister Leclerc once ai gain, “I am stupid”

Hi Lando,

I’m sorry we got off on the wrong foot. I’m sure that stupid encounter at the supermarket was just a result of the both of us being irritated and tired. As you can probably tell, my first few days here weren’t so easy and it might’ve been one of the reasons why I was so unpleasant, and once again, I apologize. 

I really am willing to put this stupid history behind us and get this program started!

I hope you’ll give it a thought and I look forward to hearing from you soon, have a good week! 

Sincerely, y/n

It’s been six days since I’ve sent Lando that email and pushed my pride to the side to organize a date. Well, it’s not a date, but still- I guess it is technically a date? Is it a date if we hate each other? It’s a meeting. Yeah, I was trying to organize a meeting. 

Still no response. 

Closing my laptop, I decided to take my mind off this situation and take a break at a coffee shop near campus. 

Taking a step inside the coffee shop I spot Daniel and Alex sipping on their drinks. Seeing Daniel again instantly put a smile on my face, we’ve been hanging out these last few days and having him by my side feels great. 

“What’s up guys!” I say while waving at them across the room. 

“Hey y/n!” They both got up from their seats to give me a hug.

 “Go get your drink and come join us,” Alex invited me, pointing at their booth, “we were talking about the party this weekend.”

“Don’t mind if I do then”, I respond smiling from ear to ear. 

After picking up my hot chocolate I sit down in front of them, Daniel makes fun of me for not liking coffee, again.

“I swear y/n you’re 21 and you still don’t like coffe? You need to grow up,’ rolling my eyes, I playfully shove Dani’s shoulder feeling his muscle tense under the light punch, so annoying, and buff, wow. We kept talking for more than two hours. I got to tell them all about Lando ghosting me and about the amazing cheese and garlic pasta I made last night. 

“I think he’ll come to his senses. He has to,” Daniel insists, crossing his arms in front of him. Ooh, veiny forearms… “the reason you guys hate each other is so ridiculous anyway, over freaking pasta!” he shakes his head in disbelief. 

“I think you did the right thing trying to reach out, at least you’ll be the bigger person” Alex says, his hand reaching for his matcha latte, “I’m sure you’ll be able to figure this out together.”

“Thanks for the optimism I really appreciate it” I say with a weak smile, not really believing in Linguini’s philanthropist potential, “I just hope this won’t ruin the program for me…”

“What? No way!” Daniel exclaims sitting up on his side of the booth, “Look, you’ve got your Conversation Friends right here” he says putting his arm around Alex’s shoulder who’s nodding and smiling in agreement, “and you’ve got Lola!”

“You’re right Dani, I’m not gonna give myself anxiety over a guy who can’t even be polite,” I state with confidence, “anyways, I’m so excited about the party this weekend!”

Once back in my room, I decided to check my inbox one more time. Just in case.

Still no response. 

The sight tugs at my heart a little. We have our first mandatory meeting in a few days and I still have no contact with my partner. I wouldn’t care so much about it if it was just about the two of us, but the whole group is supposed to visit a museum and I don’t want to be the only one there without a partner, that would be too embarrassing. 

But as I reminisce on the topic, I realize I’m not just sad anymore, I’m bitter. All week I saw everyone meeting up and doing fun activities with their partners, but I can’t get an email back? Even a “k” would’ve been enough… I’m stunned at how childish this boy is being. 

Putting my phone on my wooden nightstand, I close my eyes and try not to overthink about the situation. Is it my personality? Maybe it’s because of the way I look.

But I catch myself slipping, the last thing I need to do is to start doubting myself because of a man again.

God, this British Society class is really kicking my ass right now. Why did I even choose the 8am one, what is wrong with me? The professor starts off the first chapter of the class as we hear a loud knocking on the door. 

“Sorry I’m late,” I see Lando standing in the doorway, out of breath, his cheeks a light pink from the rush. His eyes search around the room for any seat still available until they meet mine. There’s one right next to me, but of course he’ll never take that one. He sets down his bag on the table front row and I feel my heart racing from embarrassment as my mind instantly jogs back to the email and how vulnerable it was. He turns around a final time and blankly looks at me. What is that supposed to mean? 

The class went by slower than ever, my mind speeding about different ways to go up to him and finally settle this ridiculous situation. 

8:55 finally strikes the clock as the professor concludes his explanation. As I put away my computer I see Lando clutching his books and bolting towards the exit. 

Not on my fucking watch. I head for his direction, calling out his name, “Lando! LANDOO!”

He turns on his heels in a swift motion, “What do you want from me?”

Suddenly feeling small, I still mustered up the courage to ask him about what’s going on, “Well you’ve read my email so I don’t know why you’re acting like you don’t know,” I grumble. “I feel like I’m making way too much effort here.”

“What email? What are you even talking about?” he asks, his thick brows furrowing in irritation. “I didn’t even give you my real email, the one I wrote down was just to fill the blank so the teacher won’t bug me,” he explains, still slightly confused as to what I was on about, “I just don’t want us to communicate outside of the mandatory attendings, got it ? We’ll meet there and that’s it.”

Well, at least that explains the total ghosting, doesn’t make it any less humiliating though. My lips close in a tight line, “Message received then, glad to know you’ll still be there for the museum,” I slowly nod my head trying to process what I’ve just been told. I feel my throat tightening up a bit and decide to leave before embarrassing myself any further, never looking behind me at the curly haired boy. 

Standing in line in front of the museum’s ticket office with my two favorite boys feels like we’re high schoolers on a field trip. I still feel uneasy about this upcoming afternoon, even if the run-in we had was terrible, he still assured me he’ll be coming today. 

But now, I don’t even want him to be here, I’m done with the idea of making any efforts with him, I’ve been way too kind to him. I’ll just stay glued to Dani and Alex and spend a nice afternoon at the museum with them, it’ll be way more fun than if he ever was to be here. 

“Still no news from Linguini?” Alex asks, trying to make sense of this situation, probably feeling bad for me. I really was pitiful.

“It’s not like I have a way of having any.” I half-joke trying to keep face despite anxiety and sadness creeping their way into my heart;

I found myself gazing at a beautiful photograph of a peony field, my favorite flower. The exhibition was showcasing the origins and the beauty of perfumes around the world. It involved a path filled with elements used to make our favorite scents through the use of pictures and different aromas being diffused all around the museum. I had clinged on to my favorite boys for twenty minutes before the teacher noticed, “I don’t care if your partner isn’t here, it’s a pairing of two only.” So now I was wandering around the exhibition and taking in the great sights and scents on my own. 

“Hey,” I turned around to see Lando looking ahead standing next to me, his hair covered by a green cap matching the crew neck sitting on his shoulders and the color of his eyes. Last time I thought they were blue, but they’re not. They’re the most gorgeous shade of olive green I had ever seen. It bothered me that I noticed these kinds of small details about him, he was the last person to deserve it. “Sorry I’m late.”

I kept my focus on the piece in front of me, “Alright.”

“Alright.”

“These are my favorite, my grandma used to grow some in her garden,” I tell him without really knowing why.

“My grandma had roses, those are nice too,” he answers, I just nod in agreement. We both keep looking at the photograph in silence for another minute when his phone starts to ring. 

“Hey babe,” he quickly picks up, “yeah it’ll be quick I promise - no I don’t care I just have to do this, you know that.” Wow, way to ruin the last speck of hope I had. He hangs up as fast as he picked up.

“You know you could’ve just told me you had a girlfriend and didn’t want to talk to me for that reason, I mean, It’s a little extreme but I get it.” I know that some girlfriends are overprotective and the idea of their boyfriends spending time with another girl can be a nightmare.

“It's not about her,” he spits out, “I just don’t want to be here, I’ve got better things to do,” and with that final sentence he rubs the salt in a wound that’s already way too deep for what it’s worth. 

“You don’t have to be here though, nobody’s forcing you to” I remark, my voice filled with resentment. I’ve had enough. 

“I do, though. I’m only doing this to pass my semester, so let’s just wrap this up,” he starts going for the rest of the exhibition in hopes of finishing early. When he doesn’t feel me following him, he turns around and stops, staring me down with his hands in his back pockets, his shoulders slumped in frustration.

Slowly shaking my head, I stand my ground and head towards the next step in the exhibition in silence, disregarding the icy stare from the green boy across the room. I’m not letting him get away with it this time. I’ll enjoy the rest of the tour and make sure to take my time. Might as well enjoy my own company if that’s all I’m gonna have for the rest of the program.

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Always Going to Take Care of You

First Lady of Private Garden Fic

AN: Baby Jack is the absolute cutest

Synopsis: Jack forgets what you told him when he asked you what you wanted for Christmas and enlists the help of everyone around him to figure it out

Pairing: Baby!Jack Harlow x Baby!Reader

Requested by: @fallon-carrington123

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"Shit." Jack muttered to himself as he was currently trying to remember what you had told him that you wanted for Christmas.

He remembered what you wanted for your birthday and the last thing he wanted to do was ask you again.

He thought that you would give him so much shit for it or think that he wasn't a good boyfriend who listened to you.

He had asked your parents, your sister Dani, your cousin Nicole and all they did was kind of brush him off thinking that he wasn't being serious because Jack knew you like the back of his hand.

So here he was on December 10, 2016 at 10 at night pacing his room trying to remember. He had to get his shit together to hurry up and order it if it was something that he couldn't go to the mall and get so that it would be here on time.

His phone then went off signaling a text from you.

Baby Girl- Smush, are you okay? I looked out my window to see you pacing around your room. You look stressed.

Oh, he definitely was.

Smush- Oh, I'm fine babe. Just trying to think of a gift to get my mom

Baby Girl- It's a good thing I made it easy for you this year and told you exactly what I wanted so you didn't have to stress about what to get me 😌 

Seriously?

Smush- Exactly

Baby Girl- Come over so we can watch Christmas movies and I'll help you think of a gift for her. I could use the cuddles.

Smush- Give me 30 minutes my baby

Baby Girl- Okay! I'll get the snacks ready.

Since it was Saturday night and the two of you didn't have school seeing as you both graduated (Urban was surprised you got your diploma since you were always late), most weekends in December consisted of the two of you doing some type of holiday activity whether it was ice skating, making gingerbread houses, playing in the snow, or Jack making you hot chocolate which had now become his specialty.

He knew you liked it so much and literally perfected it to where when you made it, it wasn't even close to how good his was.

He couldn't cook, but at least he had one thing going for him when you two moved in together in the next few months.

Now it was time to text his best friend to see if he had any clue to what you wanted because he was desperate.

Jack- URBAN HELP ME

Urb- With?

Jack- I can't remember what Baby girl told me she wanted for Christmas and I obviously don't want to ask her 

Urb- Flop boyfriend of the year award

Jack- FOCUS PLEASE

Urb- Calling it like I see it

Jack- Did she tell you anything?

Urb- Maybe

Jack- TELL ME SO I CAN GO BUY IT

Urb- Just ask her

Jack- So she can see what a horrible boyfriend I am? I think not

Urb- You aren’t a horrible boyfriend although you could bother to go to a class about being a better one once in awhile

Jack- WHAT

Urb- Ask Clay

Jack- You cannot be serious and ABSOLUTELY NOT

Urb- If I ask her she’s going to know that you forgot because she’s going to be like what are you asking me for? Because I already told her that I got her gift already.

Jack- Fine

Jack then slipped on his sweatshirt and coat before making his way across the street to you.

Since there was a whole bunch of snow and ice everywhere, you told him to go around to the back door and you would come and get him that way. The last thing you both needed was him falling from your bedroom window.

“Hi smush!” You said as you opened the back door and Jack quickly brought you into a hug while kissing your forehead.

“Hey my baby.”

“I have all of our favorite snacks and Dani made a special trip to our favorite bakery to get our muffins with the cream cheese in the middle. And I went to the grocery store this morning and got a case of Big Red. We also have popcorn, gingerbread cookies, snickerdoodles, sugar cookies, salted caramel cupcakes, and I think that’s all.”

“Well, damn.”

“I had to make sure we had enough!”

“Baby, there’s only two of us. That’s enough food for five people.”

“Would you like for me to invite Clay over then to help us eat it?”

“NO!”

“I didn’t think so. Come on.” 

The two of you then made your way upstairs to your room while sneaking past your parents and got comfortable.

“Did we decide on our matching pajamas this year?” You asked and Jack shook his head no.

That was one of the Christmas traditions between the two of you since you two became a couple three years ago.

“How about we do the grinch this year? I can order them off of amazon. They’ll be here before Christmas so we can wear them.”

“Sounds like a plan, my baby. Now what are we watching?”

The group chat went crazy when the two of you posted the picture with your matching pajamas. Urban was the worst one.

“Hmm, Home Alone? This Christmas? Bad Santa? Cheesy Hallmark movie?”

“Can’t go wrong with This Christmas.”

“Let’s do it.” You said turning it on and passing Jack something to drink.

The two of you were halfway through the movie and you could tell that something was bothering your boyfriend.

He seemed distracted and that something was on his mind.

“Umm, babe?”

“Hmm?”

“Is everything okay? You seem distracted.”

“Oh, I’m fine. Just wondering what to get for my mom is all.”

“Oh! I forgot that’s what I was supposed to help you with. Okay um, how about jewelry? You can’t go wrong with that. A bracelet maybe? How about Pandora?”

“Baby, I’m still saving money for our apartment so less on the expensive side please.”

“They have some bracelets for like 50 dollars. Here I’ll show you.”

You pulled up the website on your phone and found a cute bracelet that Jack could put charms on representing his dad, him, and Clay.

“She’s going to love this.”

—

“Nic, he’s acting weird and I don’t know what it is.”

“When is he not acting weird?”

“Leave my baby alone. He’s a little off but that’s my man. He might be a hot mess, but he’s my hot mess.”

“Yes, we know. What is he doing?”

“It’s like he just seems distracted. Every time we’re together it seems like he’s always deep in thought or his mind is elsewhere.”

“Well it’s the holiday season. He’s probably trying to think of the perfect gift to give you.”

“He doesn’t need to do that.”

“Why not?”

“I already told him what I wanted. I told him in the middle of November so he would have enough time to get my birthday gift and Christmas gift.”

“Oh…”

“Nic, what do you mean oh?”

Meanwhile across the street, Jack was pleading with Clay for him to ask you what you wanted and then report back to him so that he could buy it.

“Clay, just ask her for me please. She won’t think anything of it if you ask her.”

“And shitty boyfriend of the year award goes to…”

“Shut the fuck up and help me!”

“She should be my girlfriend instead anyway and why should I help you? If I buy her what she tells me, she’s bound to leave you at this point.”

“I will take your gift back that I got you. Don’t test me, little brother. And how the hell are you going to pay for it? You suddenly have a job that I don’t know about?”

“Only because it has to deal with Y/N and I would make it happen. If it didn’t, my answer would be no.”

Just then your phone went off indicating an incoming call from Clay.

“Favorite Harlow child! State your business!”

“Hiii Y/N!”

“What’s going on? Everything okay?”

“Oh yeah, everything is fine. Just had a question for you.”

“Sure. Anything.”

“Did you tell Jack what you wanted for Christmas already?” Jack threw up his hands in disbelief because this was not a part of the plan.

“I did. I told him last month. Why do you ask?”

“Oh, last month? Well, he forgot. So he wanted for me to ask you but not to let you know that he forgot, but he did.”

“CLAYBORN!” You hear Jack scream in the background and you heard shuffling and it almost sounded as if Clay had dropped the phone.

After their little scuffle, you heard your boyfriend’s voice.

“Umm, baby girl?”

“Jack, if you had forgotten all you had to do was ask me.”

“I know but I didn’t want it to seem like I wasn’t listening to you or that I don’t pay attention to you.”

“Baby, I know you listen to me. But you’re also human and you can forget things. We’ve been doing a lot with looking for our first apartment and everything. I promise I’m not mad and I wouldn’t have been if you would have asked.”

“So I’m not a flop boyfriend?”

“Who told you that? Was it Urban? I’m going to kick his ass. And you definitely aren’t.”

“OKAY ARE YOU GOING TO TELL HIM OR NOT BECAUSE I’M ABOUT TO GO BUY IT SO I CAN BE YOUR BOYFRIEND INSTEAD!”

“Clay! Cut the shit!”

“Tell Clay I love him too and it’s the Kate Spade blush watch.”

“I’m ignoring that first part and oh shit.” Jack said suddenly, having a realization.

“Babe, what’s wrong?” 

“HE ALREADY BOUGHT IT AND IT’S IN HIS CLOSET! I THOUGHT IT WAS SOMETHING ELSE!”

“CLAY SHUT THE FUCK UP! WHY DID YOU TELL HER?!”

“OVER HERE FREAKING OUT OVER NOTHING! AND YOU ALREADY GOT IT FOR HER!”

All you and Nic were doing was laughing at the exchange that was currently happening between Jack and Clay.

A few more minutes had passed when you once again heard your boyfriend.

“Well, I’m sorry your gift is now ruined.”

“It’s okay, smush. I promise.”

“No it’s not. Now I have to get you something else.”

“No you don’t.”

“Yes I do and don’t fight me on this. Umm, baby I’ll call you later because I have to get another gift and kick Clay’s ass.”

“Oh um, alright then.”

“I love you.. And…. CLAY DO NOT TOUCH THAT!”

“I love you too, go handle that.” 

—

“Jack, where are we?” You asked, looking around and taking in your surroundings.

Of course it was midnight on Christmas and Jack had picked you up and drove you somewhere in the middle of downtown Louisville. 

As far as you knew nothing was open so you didn’t know what you were down here for. 

“This is your other gift. Here, open this.”

Jack handed you a small box with a pink bow on top and you simply shook your head.

“I told you not to get me anything else.”

“Nope, don’t want to hear it. And it’s actually for the both of us.”

You looked back down at the box and undid the box while opening it.

“Baby, is this a key?”

“It is.”

“What’s it to?”

“Our apartment that’s in this building.”

“NO YOU DIDN’T!” You said while looking at him and then looking at the building that was behind you.

It definitely looked expensive. 

“I did. I said I wanted to do something else for you and I meant it. Do you want to go in and see it?”

You eagerly nodded your head yes before Jack leaned down to kiss you.

“I’m always going to take care of you and protect you, even if I forget things from time to time..”

“I love you.” You said as Jack grabbed your hand and the two of you began making your way inside.

“I love you more and I hope that this makes up for it.”

“You didn’t have anything to make up for, I promise.”

“Oh, and one more thing.”

“What’s that?”

“It’s a two bedroom.”

“Okay?”

“Urban’s moving in too.”

“Oh, so I can take turns terrorizing the both of you? Perfect.”

“BABY, THAT WAS NOT AN INVITATION FOR YOU TO DO THAT.”

“Too late.”

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FREYJA

Nicknames: Se Timpa Velkrys, ‘Reyja (by her brother)

Pronouns: She/her

Star sign: Taurus

Height: 5’3

Orientation: Bi

Race: (bg3) Half high elf | (actual lore) Half-Valyrian

Romancing: Astarion

Favourite fruit: Cherries

Favourite season: Winter

Favourite flower: Dahlias

Favourite scent: Rosemary, winter air

Coffee, tea or hot chocolate: tea

Average sleep hours: 4-5

Dogs or cats: cats

Amount of blankets: 2 blankets, both fur

Random fact: Her dragon’s name is Vahaeron, the twin dragon of Rhaela, who belongs to her twin brother. These dragons are the hatchlings of silverwing, and were later gifted to the twins by king Jaehaerys I Targaryen, their grandfather.

FREY

Nicknames: Se Timpa Zaldrīzes, the undead prince (post-res), arsehole (by his sister)

Pronouns: he/him

Star sign: Taurus

Height: 6’1

Orientation: Bi

Race: (bg3) Half high elf | (actual lore) Half-Valyrian

Romancing: No one right now lol

Favourite fruit: Clementines

Favourite season: Spring

Favourite flower: Snapdragons

Favourite scent: The smell of firewood burning

Coffee, tea or hot chocolate: Coffee

Average sleep hours: 9-10 (he loves to sleep)

Dogs or cats: cats

Amount of blankets: like 10+ at least

Random fact: His dragon’s name is Rhaela! As previously mentioned, the twin dragon of Vahaeron. Similar to Frey, Rhaela was killed by Vahaeron in battle and was later resurrected, left with an array of battle scars and a missing eye. She is the smaller dragon of the two. In their actual lore, Rhaela and Vahaeron are white/silver dragons, similar to Silverwing (I’m limited with dragon variants in bg3 lol so they appear red when I make in game edits, but nothing I can do bout that unless I learn how to recolour them)

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(So I tried to fit them in asoiaf before the dance of dragons while keeping their Baratheon bloodline, but all I could find was Lady Jocelyn Baratheon and Aemon Targaryen, soooo that is what I am going with maybe… even if they are supposed to take their fathers name lol. I wanted them to have dragons and somewhat maintain the lore that the dragons went extinct after the dance of dragons—besides Dany’s dragons of course waaay later on. I’m not a lore master of asoiaf or got/hotd, so I tried my best 😭 but I’m always changing shit so I might just end up making up something else until I’m happy with it lol—so the names and times don’t really matter and shouldn’t be looked into too much cause it might not make sense 🤭)

Me trying to figure out their lore and where to fucking place them in the mess that I made of the asoiaf universe

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Do you have a headcanon list for the rest of the team's lynx flavors! Leather and Cookies can't be to the taste of all of them!

Let’s be real, nonny – of course I don’t. I mean, who has that? Really, who?

Well, yeah, okay, I do, but only because you asked and because I very randomly happen to be in Dublin* for the week and had the opportunity to stop by Boots and sniff all the Lynx stuff they had (which did not include Java or – to my great disappointment – Leather & Cookies) and take notes, which didn’t earn me any weird looks whatsoever.

The things I do for love.

Anyway. We know Jamie is a jack of all Lynx trade and that Colin favours Leather & Cookies. As for (an non exhaustive list of) the rest…

Isaac – our captain of righteous rage and impeccable taste could never choose anything but Africa, advertised (however misguidedly) as the G.O.A.T of scents. There’s sweetness and spice and fresheness reminiscent of good gin hovering over a woody base – it’s not outrageous by any means, but it’s not boring either: nuanced and reasonably mature, it’s a scent worthy of the footballer with the most fashion sense of the entire team. Has enough gravitas for a captain, too, but without weighting him down.

Sam – leans into the quietly playful notes of Excite; it’s a fairly standard pour homme scent but the hints of coconut (almost edging into sweet liquorice) gives it a little twist, turning it warmer and softer than your average man deo. Perhaps it wasn’t his own choice, originally – I can see Simi gifting it to him, and Sam going no, okay, this works.

Dani – would pull off all the muskier and spicer scents so beautifully but is ultimately (and perhaps unfortunately) attracted to the bright fruit of Epic Fresh. It’s vivacious and sweet and unapologetic about being happy and unrefined; carefree, like Dani when jogging onto the pitch.

Jan – has decent taste but does not care to spend too much time thinking about his deodorant; he selects the simple but not basic fruit and wood combination of Black, and sticks with it. It’s a good enough choice; it’ll do and offend no one (and if it does, Jan Maas will not give a fuck because he has more important things to worry about).

Bumbercatch – goes for the sickly sweet, bright pink and unpleasantly chemical Recharge only to confuse his enemies. “What enemies,” you might ask, but our man Bumber simply gives you A Look and does not answer.

Zorro – just likes chocolate, okay? He’s in tune with his emotions and desires and wearing Dark Temptation makes him feel good. We should none of us begrudge him that.

Richard – spits at your Lynx and your hamster of a mother and elderberry-smelling father. His deodorant is expensive and French and rather discreet because he doesn’t want chemical smells to overpower the sublime taste of wine and also there’s something primally attractive about the natural human musk and why would you ever want to drown that out?

Jeff Goodman – selects Icy Chill because he believes the cool menthol notes makes him seem like a tought guy. They do not.

Cockburn – is a man of few words and a gentle heart. He prefers Gold, both for the warm spiciness of its deep wood and vanilla tones, and for gold of it all. It makes him feel a little special, in a quiet sort of way. Cockburn doesn’t really need more than that (at least not from a deodorant); he knows what he’s about and what he’s worth, and if you do not? Not his problem, baby. It’s a solid, simple choice for a solid, simple man.

If I were to assign Java (unsmelled) to anyone, it'd be to Sasha Kukoč because he's my very special secret darling and is (supposedly) young enough to find 90s retro hot.

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CW: ref. to past abuse, medical whump, panic attack

The psychologist had come round three times. Maria, she had introduced herself as. She'd said that Rowena was safe, that she was in hospital, not the facility. It was just another lie.

Rowena sat in bed, staring at the curtains pulled around her small bay. Maria was back again, sat on a blue plastic chair she'd pulled up.

"They were able to break into the records. There's someone in there who we think is you. Her name is Rowena, is that your name?" When Rowena didn't answer, the psychologist leaned forward. "I understand you don't want to talk, but do you think you could nod or shake your head?"

Was she even real? Maybe Rowena was imagining this whole affair, still asleep in her cell or in the lab.

"You know, there's someone who wants to see you. They were in the same facility - her name's Emma." The psychologist stood up. "If it's okay with you, I'll go and get her."

A few minutes later, a familiar face was sat next to Rowena. Despite a cast on Emma's arm, she seemed healthy. Happy, even.

"Hey, Ro. How are you doing? Shaan misses you. He's downstairs, trying to get the coffee machine to work. I swear he's been jittering non-stop for the past two days, and actually gave himself a stomach ache from the amount of coffee and hot chocolate he's been drinking.

I'm getting discharged today. I had to have surgery on my arm, fucking Harry - big blonde guard, remember? - broke it and it healed in the wrong place. But it's getting better now. And! Guess what? I went outside! Gods, I had forgotten how green grass is, but it's fucking cold so I had to come in pretty quickly."

Rowena had forgotten how much Emma talked. It was nice, hearing her ramble on about all the things she was planning to do and see, how she'd cried when she ate chocolate, all the news she'd missed.

"Rowena?" Emma leaned over, taking her hand, and Rowena looked at her. "What they're telling you, it's true. You're not in the facility, or any facility. You're free."

It didn't seem real. Free. Even if it was true, Rowena wasn't sure she'd go back to her old self again. Emma stood up.

"I miss you. I miss talking to you and your super dark sense of humour. You need to try to get better. If not for yourself, then for Dani."

The tear that rolled down Rowena's cheek felt foreign, and she realised she was sad. How long had it been since she felt an emotion other than pain and hopelessness?

It clawed at her, the sorrow and loss, until she was gasping for air. The monitor beeped faster. It didn't take long before there was a nurse at her side, a hand on her shoulder, telling her to breathe.

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I don’t like you, Mason Mount | Chapter 10

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“Looking fancy tonight, Dani” my dad says when I walk into the living room.

“Thank you. Have you seen my keys?”

“Kitchen?”

“Already checked.”

“That table?”

“Oh, yes! Thank you, dad.”

“Where are you going?”

“She has a date” Monica says behind me.

“With that guy you met at work? The deliveryman?”

“Yes, with him.”

“I don’t like him.”

“Dad, you haven’t met him” I chuckle.

“I don’t care. What happened with Mas…”

“Don’t!” my sister warns him. “He is like Voldemort in this house, you hear me? He must not be named.”

“Sorry, sorry. Though comparing him with Voldemort, when one doesn’t have a nose and the other… Well. You know” he laughs.

“I gotta go” I say, rolling my eyes.

“Have fun, darling” my dad says. “But don’t let him touch you inappropriately!”

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“You look so hot tonight” Jason says while kissing my neck.

“You already said that” I giggle.

“In case you had forgotten” he says, moving a hand up my leg. “I can’t wait to get home and take that dress off you”

“Jason, behave yourself. We are on a taxi” I whisper.

“And? I’m sure that dude has seen worst.”

“I don’t care. And my dad said no inappropriate touching.”

“Too late for that” he says before kissing me.

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“Mason…” I moan.

“What?”

“Uh?”

“What did you just call me?”

“Jason?”

“No, you didn’t. You called me Mason.”

“I didn’t” I laugh.

“Yes, you did, Daniela. Who is Mason?”

“No one. I don’t know any Mason” I lie.

“Were you thinking about some other dude while having sex with me?”

“No!”

“Then why did you call me Mason?”

“I didn’t call you Mason! You heard that because the names sound similar.”

“Daniela, I am not an idiot. Who is he?”

“No one!” I repeat.

“I don’t believe you.”

“And I don’t care!” I say, trying to get up. “Can you please move?”

“Why?”

“Because I don’t want to keep doing this. You just ruined it.”

“Me? I wasn’t the one calling you the name of my ex” he laughs.

“He isn’t my ex!”

“Oh, so you do know a Mason!”

“Yes, I do know a Mason!” I say, finally freeing myself and leaving the bed.

“Where are you going?”

“Home” I say, picking my clothes from the floor.

“I was almost done!”

“And then you wonder why I was thinking about someone else” I chuckle.

“What does that mean?”

“Goodbye, Jason.”

“Fine! Leave! Go find that Mason who fucks you so well!”

“He actually does fuck me really well, yes. And for longer than five minutes” I say, slamming the door of Jason’s room as I leave.

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“What are you doing home already? What happened with your date?”

“I ruined it. Fancy some ice-cream?”

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“I can’t believe you called him Mason” Monica laughs.

“Neither do I” I say. “And stop eating all the chocolate!”

“I don’t like the cream” she shrugs. “And don’t change the topic. Were you actually thinking about Mason or it just… happened?”

“I don’t know” I sigh.

“So you still have feelings for him.”

“Of course I do! I fell in love with him, Monica” I say, tears threatening to come once again.

It’s been three months since Valentine’s Day, and I still can’t think about him without crying. After that day, he called me and texted me many times, but he stopped after a couple of weeks, definitely tired of being ignored.

“People say he broke up with his girlfriend.”

“People” I scoff. Though it is true that they haven’t posted about each other on Instagram for a while. I know I said I would unfollow him everywhere and delete his phone number, but I never managed to do it.

“Yes, people. His crazy fans who follow his every move. They were right about them dating in the first place, so they probably are right about this too.”

“I won’t believe it until I see it. And you ate all the chocolate! I am the heartbroken one, not you!”

“Sorry, sis” Monica shrugs. “Will a hug make up for it?”

“No, it won’t” I pout.

“Well, I still am giving you one” she says.

“I love you, Monica” I say, hugging her back.

“I love you too, Dani.”

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Part 27 - Girls just wanna have fun

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Summary: The girls have their long awaited girls' night!

Warnings: recreational drinking, lots of sex talk in probably way too much detail...

Word count: 7k

A/N: Alright, prepare to learn some new things about the girls, and be reminded of some favorite - or less favorite, I don't know - moments... I had absolutely never planned for this to be so insanely long...

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“Elena! Come in!” A shivering Elena stepped into the apartment, handing Dani her bags, and hanging her coat on the coat rack Dani pointed to. “Can I get you some tea? Hot chocolate?”

“Mulled wine,” Ariel called over from the table.

Elena’s eyes lit up. “You guys have mulled wine?”

“Sloane felt like making it,” Dani laughed, “want some?”

“Please! It’s freezing out!” It really was. Over the past few days, it had been snowing almost constantly, and today was no exception. “This snowstorm makes me wish I was with Sherlock right now,” Elena sighed. At the table, Sloane and Ariel rolled their eyes.

“Not this again, we just heard thirty minutes of this from Dani and Sol! ‘Oh, I wish I could snuggle up to Mike right now, blah blah blah.’ ‘Oh, I wish Geralt were here so he could make me warm with his big strong arms-‘“

“I did not say that!” Sol interrupted as she shuffled the deck of cards she was holding.

“Maybe I took some creative liberties,” Ariel replied, “but that was the gist of it, wasn’t it?”

Sol shrugged. She wasn’t too far off, there had indeed been some complaining about the lack of contact of the intimate variety. “Besides,” she said, “you cannot possibly blame me for wanting to jump that man. Right, Dani?”

“I’ve already apologized for that!” Dani complained as she walked back from the kitchen, holding a tray full of steaming cups.

Sloane, Ariel and Elena gathered around Sol at the table, mischievous looks in their eyes. “What happened?”

“Mike issued a ban on Geralt walking around the house without a shirt on,” Sol said with an apologetic smile to Dani, “because apparently she was rather… distracted… by the sight.”

“And you would have been too,” Dani said before any of the others could open their mouths. “That man is a beast.”

“Alright, that’s enough drooling over our wine, thank you…” Ariel took a cup off the tray and leaned back. “Besides, I don’t think I believe any of this. She drools over Mike the same way and – I am so very sorry about this – he’s a skinny little twig.”

Dani huffed at the insult. “He’s not! He’s… lean.” Alright, maybe he was a skinny little twig – especially compared to Geralt. But he was her skinny little twig. “Anyway, Elena! Sol was going to do a tarot reading before you came in, can we get back to that?”

“Nice try,” Sloane laughed, “so, Sol… is she exaggerating?” Her eyes went wide when Sol shook her head – a little too slowly, and a little too smugly, maybe.

“I might have a picture somewhere…” She put the cards down and picked up her phone while the others wondered why she had shirtless pictures of her boyfriend on her phone. “We were in a long-distance relationship for three years… I could show you a picture of his cock if I wanted to. And before you ask, I don’t want to.” She chuckled as Sloane rolled her eyes, knowing she was only half-joking.

“Does anyone know why Ange is late?” Elena interrupted. Anjelica wasn’t the type to be late. In fact, everyone was more than a little surprised that she hadn’t shown up hours early, asking what she could help with. Solveig didn’t seem to know anything other than that she had to pick something up before the party.

After some more wine, some silly jokes and an interesting tarot reading for Ariel – where Sol told her she couldn’t know if some things were mistakes until after the fact, and which seemed to turn her a little quiet for a moment – there was another knock on the door.

“Hi everyone!” Ange beamed when she came in. Behind her was a girl none of the others recognized. “This is my gym bestie, Alexandra Carson. You can call her Alex.”

“Hi,” Alex said a bit awkwardly. “I thought you said they knew I was coming,” she whispered to Anjelica, who shrugged apologetically.

Elena was the first to put two and two together: “Alexandra… The Lexi?”

“Only Marshall calls me that.” From the way she was standing there, everyone could tell that she was hurt – it was obvious in her eyes, her posture, and the way she bit her lip. “Angie invited me. She said you guys were okay with it, and that maybe you could help. If you don’t want me here, I’ll… I’ll go.”

“Please don’t leave,” Dani said as she reached out a hand and pulled Alex into the room. Then, she turned to Anjelica: “You know, you could have told us?”

“Yes, but I couldn’t take that risk. I’m scheming, leave me be.” She joined the others at the table and eyed the cards Sol still had laying in front of her. “Are you getting your witch on?”

“I was just done,” Sol replied, “I can’t concentrate with all of you around me, anyway.”

“She was finding us a picture of Geralt’s abs,” Ariel reminded her, and Alex was suspiciously quick to sit down.

“Oh, yes please,” Anjelica begged, “that man is a god.” She seemed to disappear in her thoughts for a moment, until Dani brought her back by reminding her of the existence of August, who – according to Dani’s mild description ‘didn’t look too bad, either’. “Oh, he’s a boxer, he’s got plenty of muscle, it’s just… You haven’t truly lived until you’ve seen Geralt half naked. I swear I dream of that man sometimes, sorry Sol.”

“It’s okay,” she replied with a smug smile, “I get it.” Something in her eyes told the others there was something she wasn’t telling them. Luckily, Ange was the queen of staring people down – which was impressive, because she was usually staring up at people. Sol folded her hands in her lap, something in her expression vaguely resembling guilt. “Alright, confession time?”

“Spit it out, Gustavsson,” Ange laughed.

“Last year, when I visited Geralt over the summer, I walked into the bathroom just as August got out of the shower…” Solveig made a vague and confused gesture at Anjelica’s body. “How? Where… How?”

“Oh good, we’re really gonna start this already! I need a drink!” Ange said before laughing. “Lots and lots of practice?” she added suggestively in reply to the question.

In the meantime, Sol had found the picture she was looking for and shared it with the rest, stressing this was the most innocent one she could find.

“Is that code for ‘the only one that doesn’t have his dick in it’?” Sloane didn’t deal in subtlety. Ever.

“Yes,” Sol replied point blank, rolling her eyes at Dani and Alex’ shocked expressions. “Babes, I was in a long-distance relationship for three years. The only things I could do with that thing were look at it and dream about it…”

“I wasn’t in a long-distance relationship for the past years and I have plenty of… material,” Ange laughed, turning her phone to reveal a shirtless August. “Besides, Dani, you’ve been going out with Mike for what? Four weeks? You must have tons of these?” Her eyes widened when Dani slowly shook her head.

“It’s mostly memes… fine, here.” She pulled up the conversation with Mike and put the phone in Angie’s eagerly outstretched hand.

“I’m not gonna find his dick in here, am I?” Ange asked while she was already scrolling through the pictures. “Ex-cuse me!” She turned Dani’s phone back to the others. “That’s a shameless thirst trap if I ever saw one…”

“Dani, for fuck’s sake!” Ariel playfully smacked Dani on the back of her head. “You said there wasn’t much to tell! ‘Skinny little twig’, my ass! ‘Fuckable’ is more like it!”

“Shit, she’s right. And…” Sloane shook her head. “Ladies… Print.”

“What? Where?” Ange turned the phone back.

“I’d say… the usual spot,” Sloane said with a raised eyebrow.

“What is she even looking at?” Alex joined in, making the others – except Dani, who wasn’t sure, either – chuckle.

“The outline of his dick,” Anjelica deadpanned, “very clearly visible in these thirst-trappy grey sweats.” She even went through the trouble of zooming in on the area of interest, and Dani felt like she could just die of embarrassment.

“Can we… oh God, Ange, please… Give me my phone, please. Now.” She grabbed it quickly and put it away.

“For a year and a half I looked at Mike like a little brother, or a puppy, or maybe a bit of both, but now… I’m a changed woman.” Ange laughed, and the others soon followed. “Like, I knew he was cute, but… he’s so silly and… Okay, honestly? I always kinda expected Mike to be the guy who just goes ‘go go gadget cockring’ in the middle of sex somehow and…” Dani nearly spit her sip of wine over the table.

“Not with a cockring,” she giggled between fits of coughing. The others looked at her. “Okay, okay. Ehm. We were, well, here, in my room, last week or something and we were… busy, and he just went… Oh my god. Yeah, so… literally like you just… The inspector gadget thing, and he pulls out my eh…”

“It’s called a vibrator, Dani, we all have them,” Ange laughed.

“And if any of you don’t, I’m very sorry about that and I have plenty of recommendations,” Sol added.

“Alright, well, yeah. So. In conclusion: He’s exactly the type to do that, Ange.” Dani had never been happier that her phone screen lit up. “Oh, looks like the boys are mocking us.”

Everyone looked at the screen, which showed a pic of Mike, Sy and Leon – and beer – with the caption ‘talking about how big your tits are, Sweetcheeks’.

“Oh! Another one!” Ange yelled, sliding her phone to the center of the table, showing everyone a photo of August and Geralt on the couch together. Maybe the photo was more casual than the silly one from Mike, but the text accompanying it sure wasn’t… ‘Remember that some things are for your eyes only’.

“That’s vaguely threatening,” Alex said, her eyes wide.

“That’s outright threatening,” Ange laughed, “just the way I like it.” The whole comment added to Alex’ confusion.

“I remember a comment from last week about him slapping the shit out of you, but I have to say I’m a little confused, now, too,” Sloane said.

Judging from the look on her face, Ange hadn’t really expected to have to explain the dynamics of her sex life. That was honestly her mistake.

“Think ‘fifty shades’ but with more respect and less abuse,” she said shyly. “It’s… I just…” “Ange,” Dani interrupted, “you don’t have to explain a single thing if you want to. That said, I always kinda thought August was the ‘chains and whips’ type.”

“I can’t begin to tell you how right you are,” Ange laughed. “Thanks, by the way.”

“Do you mind the question ‘why’? Not in a ‘ew, why’ kind of way but more… I don’t really understand the appeal, so… Like if you don’t want to answer that’s fine, too,” Alex asked very softly.

“Oh, sweetheart!” Ange laughed. “It’s… For starters it’s fun. And it turns my brain off, like… Don’t get me wrong. I’m a strong, independent woman, all the way, and I like it. But it’s tough to always be on top of everything, and stressing about whether I’m doing it all well enough and stuff… It’s a lot of pressure. Self-imposed pressure, but still.” She absentmindedly stroked a bruise on her wrist.

“I mean, that I can understand,” Ariel said slowly, “but bruises…”

“Hm, I don’t know, I’m always pretty fond of those mornings when you get up and see ‘shit, he grabbed me for real last night’,” Sloane laughed. The look on Solveig’s face told everyone she agreed. “Elena, you’ve been awfully quiet.”

“Ehm… Let’s say I don’t like to be on the receiving end of whatever you can think of that would mark me up,” she said with a smug smile. “Now if Sherlock were to give me permission to suck on his neck until people will start asking questions… gladly.”

“Ooooooh,” everyone said in unison as they listened to her ‘confession’.

“Sherlock is in so much trouble,” Sol chuckled.

“I’d love to tie that man up and edge him for a while…” Elena mused. “But it’s going to take at least a few months before I’ll bring that up.”

Everyone laughed at that comment, Dani and Alex went to get more drinks – deciding it would be easier to just leave the bottles on the table, and Ange shifted in her seat, throwing a curious glance at Elena.

“Just out of my absolutely insatiable curiosity… Is he any good?” she asked.

“Almost surprisingly so,” Elena laughed. “The way he pays attention… It’s honestly remarkable.”

“Remarkable is not a sexy term, Elena,” Ariel said.

“Neither are ‘calculated’, ‘skilled’, ‘proficient’, ‘observant’, ‘rational’…” Sloane added. ‘

Elena laughed and shook her head. “They are to me,” she said, clearly amused, “besides. It’s Sherlock. What were you expecting? Hot, passionate, and animalistic?”

“Hm, Sy’s keywords,” Dani muttered without thinking. Everyone except Sloane and Ari looked at her.

“You… like… What?” Really, seeing Anjelica at a loss for words was incredible.

“You slept with Sy?” Sol clarified – unnecessary, but still appreciated.

“God, yeah. I went to some orientation party and he was there and he ended up coming back here and…” Dani made a vague gesture. “Can you imagine my surprise when I ran into him in the kitchen the morning after my first night with Mike?”

“And after Sy had been responsible for you almost biting Mike’s dick off,” Sloane added with a grin, “let’s not forget about that…”

“You what?” Ange and Sol yelled at the same time.

“Alright so, yeah. Me and Mike were getting it on in the shower and he… Oh God.” Dani downed what was left of her glass of wine and poured herself a new one. “There’s no pretty way to say this, so I’m going to Mike it and say whatever pops into my head, okay?” The others nodded, clearly eager to hear the rest of this story.

“Did you just use Mike’s name as a verb for doing things impulsively?” Elena asked. There was no judgement to her voice, just… observation.

“Yes,” Dani laughed, “anyway… I’m on my knees with a mouth – throat, even – full of cock, and Sy knocks on the door – which I’m still surprised didn’t break, by the way, he slammed it so fucking hard… - to tell us to y’know… Get out of the shower. Which startled me, because duh! And I accidentally kinda… closed my mouth. Which meant… Yeah, I almost bit Mike’s dick off, so…. There’s that.”

“Who’s better?” Ange asked without thinking.

“Oh, God, don’t make me answer that,” Dani whined, but the guilt-ridden voice said it all. “Shit. Okay, so Mike is great! I literally can’t explain how amazing sex with him is. It’s fun, and silly and he takes care of me and I really, really, really can’t stress enough that it’s wonderful!” It almost sounded like an apology. No, scratch that. It was an apology. “And I mean… I only slept with Sy once – well, unless you count that threesome and…” “Unless you count that what?” Sloane and Ari shouted. Dani looked back at them like a deer in headlights.

“I heard ‘threesome’,” Ange said to Sol, “did you hear the word ‘threesome’?” “Oh, I heard it too,” Sol added, followed by confirmations from Elena and Alex.

“You guys, please,” Dani pleaded, “I can’t…”

“Ehm, yeah you can. This is a safe space,” Ariel taunted sweetly.

“Ehm, maybe someone else can share something with the group. Like why you didn’t jump on Leon when you had the chance,” Dani retorted. “I’m not going to be the only one talking about my sex life, thanks.”

Now it was Ari’s turn to shyly look around the table in hope to find some support somewhere – she didn’t find any, just curious looks. “I… hate that man,” she sighed.

“Lies!” Anjelica interrupted. “You don’t make a face like that when thinking of someone you hate.”

“Is it just me or are we in dire need of popcorn?” Elena whispered to Alex, who laughed. Dani got up and walked towards the kitchen.

“Your wish is my command,” she laughed as she threw a bag of popcorn on the table.

“Fine!” Ariel said. “I kinda like him. Kinda. Maybe. But he’s a smug, arrogant piece of work and…”

“So are you?” Sol guessed.

Before Ariel could protest, Sloane and Dani both nodded. “Yeah, she is,” Dani said, before looking at Sloane in disbelief. “Oh, please, Slo! As if you’re not exactly the same!”

“I don’t nix a guy based on the fact that he tries to do better than me in class, and…”

“No, you just fuck one you like and then ditch him based on…” “The fact that he’s an insane womanizer with no respect for monogamy?”

“Since when do you respect monogamy?”

“Whoa, listen! I’m not monogamous, that doesn’t mean I don’t respect monogamy. I don’t go creeping around with guys – or girls, for that matter – who are in monogamous relationships! I. Don’t. Cheat.”

“Ladies, please!” Anjelica interrupted. “I appreciate that therapy is – finally – in session, but one at a time! We started with Ari. Let’s wrap that up first. What was his big crime that made you run?”

Ariel seemed to give up on the idea of avoiding these questions, and resigned to the third degree she knew she was about to get. “He wanted to go down on me,” she sighed. Everyone at the table stared at her with open mouths.

Solveig was the first to shake her head as if to clear her initial shock away and speak: “Terribly sorry to not understand, but that sounds like the exact opposite of a problem to me?”

“Well… There was this guy, in high school… He told me I…” Her voice trailed off and she stared at her hands as she fiddled with the stem of her wine glass.

“Smelled funny, tasted bad, looked weird,” Anjelica sighed as if she knew exactly what Ariel was talking about – and perhaps she did.

“Looked weird, yeah. So now I’d rather just… And it’s so fucking ridiculous, too!” Ariels previous insecurity rapidly turned into a rant. “Like I’m so sorry, but ninety percent of dicks aren’t exactly going to win a beauty pageant, either. But this idiot tells me I got a weird looking cooch and I’m insecure for years and years…”

“Tell me Leon was not such a complete cock to go as far as confirming that,” Ange said, shaking her head.

“No, no… Eh… Oh God,” Ari stammered, “I… His first crime was guessing what my problem was in one try, which I found fucking annoying. And then his response… His exact words were: Blindfold me. Like, completely unironically… He meant that shit.

“You’re joking?” Sloane said in disbelief. “And… You’re telling me a guy tells you that… That he’ll literally let you blindfold him so he can eat you out, and you ran. Girl I would have said: Grab the fucking blindfold, now let me sit on your face.”

“Oh, he would have loved that,” Ange chuckled, “Leon likes a woman in charge.”

“How the fuck do you know?” Alex blurted out.

“I know his ex,” Anjelica said simply. That surprised absolutely no one.

“You know everyone,” Sol huffed.

“Yes, and that includes Leon’s ex,” Ange retorted, sounding a little snippy. “The real question is indeed: why’d you run?”

Ariel thought about that for a while, leaning back in her chair. The expression on her face told the others that she didn’t exactly know the answer to that question, either. “I guess I got scared. I think I like him, but… He’s not exactly boyfriend-material, is he?”

“I think the real question is: Do you want a relationship where you’re constantly challenging each other?” Dani said. The others nodded in agreement.

Ariel let her head fall to the table. “Yes,” she muttered before looking up again. “It just sucks. Like… I want to make this man my bitch – which is a feeling I’m very much used to. But I also want to worship every inch of his body. And that’s very new to me and I don’t fucking like it!”

“You’ll get used to it,” Sol answered. “Geralt annoyed me so much when we first met! Now he still annoys me, but at least we get to hash it out in the sheets.”

Everyone laughed for a moment, and then one by one, everyone turned to Sloane.

“Alright, ladies. Those rumors are all true. Charles Brandon fucks like a god. I mean, he’s obviously logged the hours, so it would be a crime for him to be worse than he is, but he’s good…” “You went back for seconds,” Dani said, eyes wide. “He was drunk and had a sprained hand on New Year’s Eve, and you told me you’d done most of the work but that he was adequate. You…”

“Yeah, I went back. So what, I wanted him at full capacity, sue me!” She rolled her eyes and knocked back the rest of her drink. “Who cares if it’s ‘one million satisfied customers’ with that guy?”

“Clearly you don’t, or you would have used a condom that first time,” Ariel said, realizing too late that that information may have been a little too private. “Oh, God, I’m so sorry.”

“It’s okay,” Sloane laughed, “I got tested again, just to be sure. It was stupid, I was way too drunk to make good decisions…” “You must have wanted him bad, girl,” Alex chuckled, looking a little flustered from all they’ve been talking about.

“That’s the thing… I came there hoping to hook up with Sy, what with Dani’s review being so amazing. But he was taken, and Charles… He’s such a dick, and I’m notorious for thinking I can fix a man.” She shrugged. “He’s hot, he’s good in bed, his family is loaded.” “Way to sound like a gold digger, Slo,” Dani laughed, explaining quickly that the Price family wasn’t exactly strapped for cash, either.

“Oh, girl, do you ever go shopping with them,” Ange said as she pointed at Dani and Ariel, “and offer to buy them something, like, it won’t even make a dent in your budget, and they complain literally so much?”

“Oh my god! All the time!” Sloane rolled her eyes. “Like, please help me spend my allowance or next month’s purchase will have to be the upstairs apartment because I will need more space?”

“Spoiled bitches,” Dani muttered under her breath, unable to hide her laughter.

“Hi, yeah, we’re offering you a chance to be spoiled with us…” Ange replied, also laughing, while Sloane confirmed her words with a decisive nod. “Anyway… Forget about Charles. He hasn’t been in a relationship in years. He stopped dating after he wrecked the second or third relationship by stepping out on his girl…”

“I know… Somehow that level of introspection kinda makes me hot for him, too…” Sloane admitted reluctantly.

“Oh God, you’re horrible!” Ariel yelled in disbelief.

“Okay, I’m done. Next!” Sloane said. “Can we back to the saga of Dani and the threesome already?”

“Fine, I’ll talk. But everyone has to swear they won’t judge me,” Dani said softly and with a look of pure terror on her face.

“Judge you? Girl, please,” Sloane said, “I applaud you, at worst!” The others seemed to agree with that.

“Alright, alright. I went up to Mike’s room that night… it was the start of the vacation. Sy and Mike were playing video games. This was literally the first time I’d actually talked to Sy since that night after the party. Mike was antsy – as per usual – and we decided that getting stoned was a great idea. I get back to Mike’s room first, because I’m a lightweight when it comes to pot. They must have said something to each other, because when they got back, and we got comfy on the couch again, they kinda started… feeling me up and… Long story short, next thing I know it’s both of their faces between my thighs.”

“No. My. God.” Anjelica blurted out.

“Yep. That’s one area where Sy definitely wins out. That man gives incredible head.” Dani sighed deeply as she remembered the evening.

“But you didn’t take it further than that?” Sol asked in disbelief.

“Nope. I’m fairly sure the whole point was to teach Mike to eat pussy,” Dani said without thinking. “Shit. Eh… Wow, me and my big mouth.” “Did he pass the test?” Elena grinned. “And did it work?”

“Oh, he passed, alright. And yeah… It definitely worked.” Dani knew she couldn’t keep the grin off her face even if she tried, so she just didn’t try. “Now please, someone else tell me they’ve been in a situation like that, because I feel incredibly awkward about this.”

Sol and Ange shared a very suspicious look and a slight nod before Ange started to speak: "Not exactly like that, but… Sol, can you take this one, please?”

“Alright,” Sol laughed, “last year, I was visiting for a few weeks because the classes I was taking were taught online to begin with – our professor was in arctic Canada for research, so… Anyway – I’m here when the ski trip is happening. Geralt was trying to cancel, because he didn’t want to leave me behind, but Ange – the absolute angel – manages to get me a spot on the list, instead. Now. This wasn’t as last-minute as you might think, so this is all the guys’ fault, really…”

Ange took over: “Yeah. When you hear: ‘my girlfriend and your girlfriend are both coming on this trip’, you should immediately think: ‘how about we share a room so we can swap at night’. But they didn’t. So these idiots end up in different rooms, with uptight, single roommates. We were sharing a room though, because we came prepared. And…” “We wanted to sleep next to our guys, of course,” Sol continues, ignoring all the ‘uhuh’-s and eyerolls when she says ‘sleep’. “So they snuck into our room, and everything was fine.”

“Now, there’s a limit to what you can do together without alerting anyone else in the room with you, and…” Everyone else at the table looked at Sol and Ange, knowing exactly where this story is going.

“Sex is not one of those things?” Elena contributed with a cocked eyebrow and a smirk on her face.

“Very much not one of those things,” Sol confirmed. “And we were both just having a ‘if they’re doing it then so are we’-experience.”

“Right. I’m not listening to their sex noises while I’m chastely snuggling up to August, fuck that!” Ange laughed. “And we just tried to keep quiet until we reached a point where none of us cared anymore, like… We knew what they were doing, they knew what we were doing, so we just… No… let’s say ‘crossover’, either, in case you’re wondering – I fucking know you’re wondering.”

“Oh, I was wondering, for sure,” Ariel said, leaning in further to not miss a second of this story.

“The best part was,” Sol chuckled, “that the guys got competitive.” “Oh my God,” Elena muttered – seemingly involuntarily.

“And they already have more stamina than we can really handle, so… First, we get the best head ever, because of course neither of them wanted to be the guy to take the longest to make his girl cum, then they refuse to be the first to finish when they’re nailing us…” The memory made Ange laugh, with Sol joining in not much later. “I was so sore the next day.”

“Gods, tell me about it,” Sol said while rolling her eyes. “I think the only time it’s been worse was… The morning after I got here two weeks ago.”

“You showed me those bruises,” Anjelica chuckled. “Geralt means business.”

“We went six rounds without a break, Ange.” Everyone looked at Sol with an open mouth. Everyone except Anjelica.

“Do you think August will get competitive again if I tell him that?” she wondered out loud.

“Are you sure you’re willing to find out,” Sloane teased.

“God, no!” Ange laughed. “But this whole story does remind me… We need to talk about the ski trip.” She shot a meaningful look at Alex, who looked just about ready to dive under the table and not emerge again for the rest of the night.

“Before we even get into that,” Dani said, “we heard the melancholic doomsday summary from Marshall, but… What’s your version of events?”

Following that question, Alex seemed to become even more nervous.

“Come on, no need to be scared,” Elena said, wrapping an arm around her shoulders, which seemed to calm her down a bit.

“Alright,” she finally sighed. “Marshall is my brother’s best friend, and when I was little, I was ‘the little sister’, but when I got older it turned into more of a friend-type situation… I don’t even really know at this point, anyway. Last Christmas, Marshall came home, my brother got delayed, so I figured Marshall wouldn’t even stop by, but he did – holding the bottle of Baileys we always steal from my parents’ party. So, we’re drinking, and somehow end up talking about how no guy has ever made me… y’know…”

“Wait, hold on,” Sloane interrupted, “no guy has ever made you cum?”

“Had, now, technically… But at that time, not once.” Alex nervously fidgeted with her hair. All the girls cried out in sheer outrage. “Yeah, yeah, how dare they, right? So, I make some lame joke – that really was just a joke – about how he should volunteer to change that, or something, expecting him to just laugh it off, but instead he kisses me and… Okay without going into any more unnecessary detail; we had sex. That’s it.”

“Yeah, but you did cum?” Elena asked, her eyes widening in surprise with a hint of pity when Alex burst into tears.

“It was so amazing,” she sobbed, “we were drunk, and it was a one-time thing, and it was my brother’s best friend and…” She took a deep breath. “That is the best sex I’ve ever had. A drunken one-night stand with my brother’s best friend.” Her cries became louder again, and tears rolled down her cheeks. “He… Okay TMI, but he’s huge, and, like… I was so sure it was going to hurt because it always does but…” She had to stop for a moment before she was able to speak again, because her words were barely audible through her sobbing anymore. “He was so sweet and calm and… then it didn’t… it didn’t hurt… And I really thought maybe we… we could be something but then… I showed up at the party a week later… and… he was going upstairs with… with her and… Oh God I’m pathetic.”

“Not at all, girl,” Dani said as she got up and wrapped her arms around Alex’ shoulders from behind her chair.

“Do you see why I brought her tonight?” Ange asked, folding her arms on the table, and looking at everyone with a serious expression – especially Dani and Elena. “I’m over this nonsense. He likes her, she likes him. He needs to get his head out of his ass, though.”

“He can go fuck himself after what he did!” Alex cried out.

“Okay, I would like to point out the one tiny little technical detail that he didn’t actually do anything wrong,” Elena interjected, leaving Dani, Sol, and Ange to look at her in disbelief. “He was a heartbroken, single guy, doing what heartbroken, single guys do: rebound. Besides, he couldn’t get it up.”

“He couldn’t get it what now?” Dani asked.

“Just this once, I know someone,” Elena said triumphantly. “And that someone is Mariela, Veronique’s best friend. She plays oboe in the orchestra. We talked. Nothing happened, because Marshall couldn’t get it up. And I’m not supposed to even know that, because she wasn’t even supposed to know that, so as far as you’re all concerned, nobody knows anything. Capiche?” They all nodded.

“I couldn’t help but notice,” Sloane interrupted carefully, “that you said something about sex always being painful?”

Alex’ eyes went wide. “Shit, eh… Well, yeah?”

“Do you have any idea why that might have been the case?” It was obvious that Sloane was in doctor-mode for this conversation.

“I… Oh my god, can we not talk about this?” Alex turned her eyes away from Sloane’s.

“Actually,” Sloane said softly, “I think it’s very important that you do talk about it. I’ve had my share of painful sex, and I know it’s not just the two of us, okay?”

“Well…” Alex took a deep breath. “I never really got all that excited… With the other guys, I mean. It’s going to sound so weird but it’s like… Like I was never really attracted to them? Romantically, absolutely! But not sexually. And then with Marshall… I’ve been wanting to jump his bones since I was sixteen years old. Because I… I know him. Is that weird? It’s totally weird!”

“No, it’s not,” Sloane said, still incredibly calm, bordering on professional. “It’s something quite commonly seen on the ace-spectrum. Demisexuality comes to mind, for instance. I’m not saying that has to be it for you, of course, but it might be worth looking into, if you want.”

“Be my encyclopedia for a second, would you?” Alex muttered, clearly confused.

“The shortest explanation would be that demisexual people don’t experience sexual attraction unless they have an emotional bond with another person,” Sloane explained, a worried look crossing her face when Alex went completely quiet. “Alex?”

“It has a name?” she whispered so softly the others barely heard her. “I’ve spent years thinking I was crazy because I didn’t want to fuck on the first date, and now it turns out it not only is a thing, but it has a fucking name?”

“You’re not crazy,” Anjelica said, reaching for Alex’ hand.

“And you’re hardly alone,” Elena said quietly. “What I’m about to say isn’t a secret, per se, but if you’d please treat it with a little discretion, that would be greatly appreciated.” “Sherlock is the same way?” Dani guessed with a grin.

“Right. I never said it wasn’t also glaringly obvious,” Elena said, returning the grin. “He mentioned it after we… God, that speech of his fucked with my vocabulary. Went all the way? Is that… Anyway, you know what I mean.” “When he dicked you down for the first time?” Dani offered, causing everyone to burst out in laughter.

“Hm, it was a lot of things, but not quite that,” Elena laughed – until she realized she had just voluntarily offered her sex life up for meticulous dissection. “Either way; he mentioned that he’d never felt any sexual attraction until well after we became good friends. Not until after he fell in love with me to begin with. I’m not trying to label him one thing or another, but… I just want you to know you’re not the only one who doesn’t want to bone everyone all the time.”

“That’s actually very helpful, thanks,” Alex hugged Elena.

“By the way, Dani,” Elena added after a few moments. “He mentioned not craving sex to the boys pretty much every time they tried to get him to hook up with someone. Mike called him weird.”

“I will add it to the ever growing list of reasons to smack him in the back of his head,” Dani vowed.

“Maybe you should buy a riding crop, instead,” Anjelica suggested with an evil smile.

“I’m sure he’d love to experiment with that,” Dani laughed, and the others soon followed. “So that’s definitely not happening.”

The conversation quickly developed into a silly game of Truth or Dare, and Dani was the first person who was brave enough to pick a Dare.

“I think Mike would appreciate a nice picture,” Ariel teased.

“I think Mike can turn to his OnlyFans subscriptions if he wants something to look at,” Dani said, crossing her arms and sinking into the couch she’d moved to.

“How am I both surprised and totally unsurprised that Mike pays for porn?” Anjelica wondered out loud. The others quickly agreed, while Dani looked at them a little mad.

“He has a porn budget,” she growled. “I’m dating a guy with a porn budget.”

“Financial responsibility,” Sol mused, “now that’s something I wouldn’t immediately associate with Mikey.” Now Dani couldn’t help but laugh, either.

“I’m a little hurt, honestly,” Dani whispered softly when she was done laughing.

“Which is why you’re going to send him that pic,” Sloane teased, while Ariel wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.

“Oh, sweetie,” Ange addressed her concern, “he’s a guy. And on top of that: he’s Mike. I’ve seen him around you, he’s smitten! Please, don’t worry about the porn.”

Somehow, Angie’s words helped Dani feel slightly better about the situation, and she agreed to take the Dare – unfortunately forgetting that she was in the room with an Art History major who focused on photography.

“We’re doing this right, bitch,” she said, scowling at Dani’s (admittedly half-assed) slightly-too-much-cleavage-selfie. “I’ll take the pic with your phone, which is – as far as I’m concerned – already swearing in church, but we’re not… No. Mike deserves better than this, porn budget or not.”

She immediately started directing everyone to do whatever so she could get a decent picture, until…“Dani, come on, lose the shirt!”

Undressing in front of girls was hardly a new thing, even when the others were watching in various states of amusement as Ariel took charge of the situation. “Oh, no,” she said when Dani pulled her shirt over her head. “Go grab a bra that isn’t this unsightly t-shirt bra from the year 32BCE.”

“Better yet,” Sloane interrupted, “wear one of mine.”

“Those won’t fit me, genius,” Dani threw back, rolling her eyes as both of her friends bossed her around her own damn home.

“It’s for a picture, not a wedding gown fitting, Jesus,” Ariel laughed.

Dani tried to protest, but quickly stopped when she saw what Sloane handed her.

“Oh,” Anjelica said, “is that Agent Provocateur?”

“It is,” Sloane replied enthusiastically, looking at Angie as if she’d finally found her soulmate. It only got worse when Angie could actually name the specific model.

“August accidentally ripped one of those once,” she said before sighing deeply.

Meanwhile, Sloane looked as if she’d witnessed an actual murder. “That’s a very expensive mistake,” she growled, and Ange nodded.

“Very,” she said with a smile, “but it was worth it.”

About two hours, a few more drinks and a bunch of pictures later, everyone was busy trying to find their own clothes again.

“These are great, Ari!” Anjelica said as she looked through the pictures on her phone. “Oh, August is going to love this one.”

“If he doesn’t, you have my number,” Sloane said as she looked over Angie’s shoulder. “Do we have a reply from Mikey yet?”  

“I… Eh,” Dani stammered, telling the others she hadn’t exactly found the courage to hit ‘send’ yet.

“Come on, you look hot and you get to tease him a little,” Anjelica said, “I’ll vouch for him: That pic is going nowhere.”

“Okay but if it does, it’s my tits out and about,” Dani replied.

“Jesus, tell me you’ve never sent nudes before without telling me you’ve never sent nudes before,” Sloane laughed. “You can set it to view once.”

“Easy, you!” Ariel nudged Sloane with her elbow. “First of all, these are not nudes, thank you very much.” Sloane rolled her eyes at the remark, but Ariel continued: “And second of all, it’s a good thing she’s thinking about this.”

“Okay, he replied,” Dani said after the most nerve wracking five minutes of her life.

“Oh, show me!” Ange practically dove for her phone, making everyone on the couch squeal as she landed in their lap. “Oh, for fuck’s sake, Mikey… What an eloquent response…” She was right. A bunch of heart-eyed emojis wasn’t exactly a literary masterpiece, but they did make it abundantly clear that he’d liked the picture. Then, Ange – still holding Dani’s phone – started laughing. “Yes, Mikey, it would be a little horrible if you asked her to come over now,” she said. Dani noticed a little too late that she was recording a voice message.

“Oh my god, Ange, no!” she squealed as she tried to grab the phone, only succeeding after the third try. By then it was too late, Angie had already sent the message.

Ange, August wants to know if there are any pictures of you, too… Before you freak out, Dani No, I didn’t show them. They asked why I was grinning at my phone like an absolute moron.

Dani let out the breath she had been holding in as soon as that first text came in.

“Can we not give me a constant heart attack, please?” she begged the others.

“I’m so tempted to tell August to just have fun with the zillion clips he has of us,” Anjelica blurted out. “Shit, you didn’t hear that.”

“Oh, please, who doesn’t have a sex tape or two,” Sol replied.

“Most people, I think,” Alex laughed.

“God knows I do,” Sloane sighed, “I honestly don’t even know what happened to them…”

“Oh my god! Before we forget,” Ange said. Elena and Sol had already noticed that Ange could be a little all over the place when drunk. “We have to talk about that ski trip! I have an idea…”

“This whole ‘girls night’ thing has me somewhat scared,” Sherlock said as he stared at the glass of wine in his hands.

“Drink more, think less,” Mike said, leaning back on the couch and turning his attention back to the movie.

“Cheers to that.” August and Geralt raised their glasses, the others followed suit.

[wearfinethingsalltoowell]

Incorrect Quotes Generator: Two Aces II

Dani: Standing next to sunflowers always makes me feel weak like ‘look at this fucking flower. This flower is taller than I am. This flower is winning and I’m losing.’ Jamie: Wow, you are not ready to hear about trees.

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Dani: I made this friendship bracelet for you. Jamie: You know, I’m not really a jewelry person. Dani: You don’t have to wear… Jamie: No, I’m gonna wear it forever. Back off.

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Dani: Who hurt you? Jamie: *snorting* What, do you want a list? Dani: ...Yes, actually.

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Jamie: Can I have 2 straws with that milkshake? Dani: Aww- Jamie: With 2 straws, I can drink it double as fast!

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Dani: How many vampires do you think have been hit by a car backing up in a parking lot because the driver couldn’t see their reflection? Jamie: I’ve never considered it but you’re really shining light on what’s probably a very serious issue.

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Dani: What's worse than a heartbreak? Jamie: Stepping on a cat's tail and not being able to explain that you're sorry.

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Dani: I’m afraid of clowns. There, I said it. Jamie: Dani, if you don't like clowns, why are you hanging with Zava?

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Sam: Dani just insisted Jamie and I remember a code word in case we’re ever confronted by their clone or a cyborg doppelgänger and we’re not sure which is the real them and which is the imposter. Sam: Some families have a fire escape plan, but not us.

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Dani: *kisses Jamie* Jamie: ! Dani: ...Did you steal my chapstick? Jamie: Did- did I what? Dani: My chapstick, Jamie. Did you steal it? Sam: Dani, for the love of God, not this again. Jamie: I- No, I didn't steal your chapstick. We use the same chapstick. Dani: No, there is absolutely no way we use the same chapstick, because it was only sold on one Etsy shop two years ago and they discontinued it, and I loved it so much that I bought the last of their stock, and I keep it in my freezer so it doesn't go bad. It's been discontinued for three years. No one uses the same chapstick for three years. So unless you've been eating a whole fuck ton of something that's flavored like chocolate and popcorn, you absolutely stole my fucking chapstick. Jamie: Chocolate and popcorn? Sam: Why do you think it got discontinued?

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Jamie: All in all, a 100% successful trip. Dani: But we lost Zava. Jamie: All in all, a 100% successful trip!

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*Dani sneezes* Jamie: Dani, are you sick? Here, let me wrap you in a blanket and hand-feed you some warm soup while singing you a lullaby! *Zava sneezes* Jamie: Oh my god. Shut the hell up.

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Zava: The best way to gain someone's undying loyalty is by saving them from a perilous situation. Jamie: So you're just gonna wait until Dani is in danger and save them? Zava: Of course not, I'm going to create a situation that puts them in danger and then save them. Jamie: ... Jamie: You're insane.

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Keeley: I have the sharpest memory here - name one time I forgot something! Jamie: You left me, Dani, and Roy in a Walmart parking lot at 2am a day ago. Keeley: I did that on purpose, try again.

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Dani: Hi, could I ask how exactly does one accidentally set a lemon on fire?? Jamie: Microwave for 40 minutes. 😔 Keeley: Why were you microwaving a lemon??? Jamie: 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. Roy: Did you burn an orange too? How??? Jamie: Microwave for 40 minutes. 😔

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Dani: Time sensitive question how flirt boy. Roy: Throw rocks at he. Jamie: Hot Dogs. Keeley: Kill him. Dani: Thanks guys.

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[madewithspice]

Hello it's your (fave) 🎠 anon!! And I'm here for a pallet refresher sense u guys have been doing so many matchups=]

Ik that personaly I'm a VERY cold person and I enjoy fuckin with my friends but putting my cold ass hands on them, but I also really enjoy cuddles to warm me up so could I get msyb 4 x cold! Gn! Reader??- Dani🎠 ( ps if this ask has like double words for certain parts sorry Tumblr has been bugging lately)

Hii. You’re definitely up there with the faves 😎.

I love doing that to my mum. She has the best reactions where she cusses me and it’s just hilarious.

MSBY 4 cuddles with a human snowman person?

Miya Atsumu

He will not come near you until you warm yourself up.

Will squeal like Peppa Pig at a slaughterhouse if you touch him with your cold hands.

If you even hold out your hands towards him, he claims he can feel the cold from them and shivers like a dramatic bitch.

He will hug you but only if you’re wrapped up in a blanket and none of your fingers touch him or else he’s out of there.

He likes cuddles when he comes back from practice during the colder days so you better be waiting with blankets and hot chocolate for the man child. AND WARM HANDS!!

Sakusa Kiyoomi

His hands are cold as fuck too. So it doesn’t affect him at all. In fact he’s more grossed out at the fact you haven’t washed your hands before touching him.

Scrub those paws before touching this man or else he might just faint.

He secretly likes hugs but he has to be the one to do the hugging. Hates hates hates being hugged.

He likes smelling you during the cuddles because he’s weird like that.

Bokuto Koutaro

He doesn’t like the cold feeling of your fingers but he’ll hold your hands and blow on them until you’re all warm.

Basically he’s just prepping you for warm and comfy cuddles instead of the cold ones he hates.

He likes to have pre-cuddles cuddles which is him just basically carrying you everywhere, gathering snacks and cushions before making a blanket fort and cuddling while watching a movie.

If you ever just sneak up on him with your cold touch, he might cry. Dramatic like atsumu but it’s acceptable because he’s jussa a babeh 🥺

Ya boy Hinata Shoyo

He is indifferent to the cold touch. He feels it but he won’t freak out about it.

Instead he will grab his hoodie and make you wear it. He refers to this as defrosting his chicken, you being the chicken.

Will jump on you from behind and envelop you in a bear hug in an attempt to “speed up the process” because he’s “hungry for nuggets” aka wants to be babied

He’s basically just a clingy toddler that’s just been on a sugar rush. But when he calms down, he likes to be held over actually doing the hugging.

Enjoy! - Kiki.