#don't be suprised when they throw hard your way

[thoughtsbeewild]

orange man man: don’t be gullible to believe the evil villains will let you win 2024 presidential race that easily. if they are willing to assassinate you at all cost, believe they will have something up thier sleeve and push your buttons on truth social like angry old man losing at a golf game. So what the F are you going do when that happens? lets test the smart in you for the USA people. The ultimate victory at the end of the chess game to win the Presidential election. Think of it as a maze, a gazillion shit load of evil army demoncrat, perhaps 2 faced republicans from all 50 states helping to take you down.

[bunnyscryptarchived]

for the anon who requested rafe’s weird girl getting into a fight with kie and he has to stop her, tumblr ate that ask idk why it disappeared when i tried answering 😭

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if there was one thing you didn't play about it was people bad mouthing the ones you love. it was the quickest way to set you off and when you heard kie chastising you for "being with a psycho like rafe" you didn't hesitate to lunge at her. even if it was true, watch your mouth.

rafe hearing all the commotion, seeing you on top of kiara and immediately going to pull you off.

"hey. HEY. a'ight thats enough" throwing you over his shoulder while you yell profanities.

"maybe next time you'll learn to keep your mouth shut you insufferable cunt!"

letting out a suprised yelp when rafe lands a hard spank on your ass. putting you down to pin you against his truck. "are you fucking serious?" grabbing your face with his hand. " di- did you really have to do that?" shaking your head a bit when you don't answer. "huh"

"she deserved it" with a shrug of your shoulders, rafe's eyes hardened before his face settled into a smirk. scoffing out a chuckle. he lets go of your face.

"you're crazy ya know that" tapping his pointer finger on your temple.

"mhm"

leaning up to press a chaste kiss to his lips. "but so are you"

he pulls back with a tilt of his head and stares at you before a smile appears on his face, hand going to your neck. "mhm"

bringing you into a deep kiss.

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[lunavrse]

PURELY PLATONIC(?)

CHARLES LECLERC

summary : are yn and charles dating? are they just friends? who cares? well, twitter does. category : smau. note : disregard all times and dates, they don't matter. all spelling mistakes are intentional. this wasn't supposed to be my 1st fic posted but it is what it is.

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charles_leclerc finally got to see ma crevette

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youruser thought we'd agreed that you'd never call that in public ever again

charles_leclerc no, you said that, i was silent

user2 were you silent or were you silenced😭

youruser you're such a pain in my arse

charles_leclerc you love me really

youruser unfortunately

username67 SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP SOBBING

user08 they're so friends to lovers coded

username12 SHE DIDN'T DISAGREE!!!

pierregasly didn't you see her 2 months ago? when you flew out to see her

charles_leclerc that was forever ago

pierregasly *cough*whipped*cough*

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user8 I SAW THAT, YOU CANT HIDE FROM ME

user92 HE FLEW OUT TO SEE HER😭😭

user5 did anyone see pierres deleted comment or was it just me?

user16 no, I saw it too

user7 me too!

landonorris relax bro, no one's taking her away from you

charles_leclerc I'd like to see someone try lol

user99 adding lol to the end of your sentence didn't make it less threatening 💀

user420 *joker voice* why so serious??

user111 LANDO, WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY THIS??? ANSWER ME PLS, I AM IN YOUR WALLS

lunavrse pls pretend the manips look good👍 also the last one is just a random picture bc I couldn't edit it the way I wanted

user25 what the fuck are you on about?

user72 what is bro yapping about?❗💀

user7 WHO LET BLUD COOK⁉️❓❗❗

user222 monaco's finest😋

user00 them in the 1st pic have my heart

user000 UGH,, HIS DIMPLES!!!!

mutualfriend she's serving and then there's you

user777 two pretty best friends🤭

user66 two besties😁

user33 yeah... besties...

user92 REUNITED AND IT FEELS SO GOOD...

user29 REUNITED CAUSE WE UNDERSTOOD

user929 i love this song

user127 I KNOW Y'ALL SEE THE "MY" INFRONT OF THE PETNAME

user24 WE LOVE TO SEE IT

user9 that's honestly so fucking cute I'm crying

user88 charles repping ferrari where ever he goes!!!

user237 suprised it's only the one tbh

user228 as he should!!!

user1616 THE WAY HES LOOKING AT HER😭😭😭

user090 face cards never declining ❗

user10 charlito te amo❤️ !!!

user47 never knew i needed this until now

user74 so real bro

user27 please back away from my wife, it's hard enough seeing her with another man and you have the audacity to rub it in my face😭

user123 two best friends in a room... they might kiss

user262 can we talk about how close they are??? like they just seem so touchy!!!

user751 no fr!!! you can't tell me they're not in love with one another

user12 see if he was touching me like this, you'd never see me again because I'd be deceased

user61 so real of you tbh

user767 pls they're so...

user50 im not allowed to see these, im unwell

user44 you look so cute !

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YOU DUMB BITCH DELETE THIS ⤷landonorris SORRY, IT WAS MEANT FOR MY CLOSE FRIENDS

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DELETE THIS YOU CLOWN ⤷landonorris DONT YELL AT ME! I'LL DO IT NOW

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is that charles and yn

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this is the worst manip in this post<3 (editing note: it's actually not, it gets worse)

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LANDO IS THAT CHARLES AND YN

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Lando mate, they're gonna kill you

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I KNEW IT, MY FAMILY SAID I WAS CRAZY AND THEY CAN KISS MY ASS

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Carlos owes me €100, I knew it'd be you. can't wait to attend your funeral

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youruser suprise but not really🎉

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landonorris does this mean I get to live?

youruser you're funny.

landonorris what do you mean?!? please don't kill me

youruser see you soon x

charles_leclerc we look so good❤️

youruser the best baby❤️

user19 BABY SHHSHSHE

user91 IM SCREAMING, CANT BELIEVE I GET TO SEE THIS

pierregasly glad i don't have to suffer alone and the rest of the world gets to see how gross you guys are

charles_leclerc weren't you the one who sent me a voice note crying about how happy you were when i told you i finally asked her out ?

youruser aww, pierre, you cried???

pierregasly he's lying

charles_leclerc do you want me to send her the voice note?

user65 it's quiet, ain't no back talk🤭

user80 charles said, i've got receipts bitch💀💀

user71 THEY LOOK GOOD TOGETHER!!!

user22 idk who i want more

user505 me and who?

user005 me n u?

user505 lol no

user101 IMS O USED TO GIVING ANDN OW I GET TO RECEIVE 🥹

user41 PARENTS

user14 IKTR😌

user06 IM SO GLAD WE GOT (OFFICIAL) CONFIRMATION

user003 god, me when?

user79 i want both of 'em😋

user25 I need to know when this happened 😭

user87 same😭

[sol-consort]

just wanted to share a thought that popped into my head. Imagine adopting a lil baby alien, a turian, asari, krogan, salarian, whatever. Just imagine how cutteeeeeee🥰🥰🥰 im gonna pinch their lil cheeks and give em to much candy

Humans are well known for their ability to bond with just about anything. I’m honestly suprised xeno adoptions aren’t something that are even mentioned in the games

I know realistically it could go wrong in a million different ways. I know our differences can be hard to overcome. I know that this is wish fulfilment fantasy at best.

But that's exactly what I want, this beautiful fantasy where humans are accommodating, loving, and absolutely willing to adopt and raise children from different species.

The mental image of a toddler salarian alone is making my brain do backflips, my heart is in a vice grip, this adorableness can't be allowed, this cuteness oh my god. Just imagine the baby salarian. THE BABY SALARIAN MY HEART I CAN'T TAKE IT.

Silly cat videos can't even compare to the level of adorableness that is a baby salarian curling into a ball while sleeping sorrounded by pillows because it unconsciously remind them of the safety of the egg they hatched from.

They're so clever for their age, already solving puzzle toys meant for human kids much older than them. And you couldn't be more proud as you fawn over them, bragging about your genius toddler to anyone willing to listen.

Clever, yes, but not very smart as they attempt to eat your hair on various occasion because they don't know what this strange thing growing from your head is. Endlessly curious, every toy you bring them ends up gutted, turned inside out, then put back together by clumsy fingers.

Each time you take them to the park they overflow their pockets—and yours by extension—with grass, small twigs, and cool rocks. Bugs sometimes, alive ones.

They're the fastest ones to develop speech. Using the high-voice baby talk with them is very effective.

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Or baby turians who literally chrip like birds when they're hungry, how could a small thing with such sharp teeth still manage to look this adorable? You don't know. They have a small tuff of feathers atop their head, which gradually falls off the older they get

Extremely cuddly, very clingy, chirping loudly whenever you leave the bed, standing in front of the bathroom door waiting for you to come out. They're relatively low-maintenance in comparison to salarian children. Baby turians prefer the tranquility of a soft nest to sleep in all day, wake up to eat food, wiggle around a little, bite your fingers and giggle at the funny human noises you make, then fall asleep cuddling against your warm body. You're so soft, you're basically another pillow to them.

Turians have special toys for their children that are ment to help maintain their claws and teeth. Dextro safe chew toys and rough textured toys to claw against are very common toy lines.

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Then there are the baby krogans who are just so round and chubby that you wanna squish their cheeks together. Who enjoy rolling around like a ball courtesy of their hard backs and protective shell coverings.

They're heavy and hard to lift, but they love nothing more than being carried around. Raising a baby krogan is its own workout routine.

Definitely attempt to headbutt you when throwing a tantrum. But they're so short they can only reach your knees, and their heads are still soft it feels like a squeaky toy is bumping against your knee.

God, their cute tiny tail wiggling as they waddle around like a penguin.

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Then there are baby drell who try to bury themselves under your body/the pillows when going to sleep because seeking shade is one of their early instincts.

You have to be careful and resist the human urge to cover them with a blanket because it's actually very bad for them. They also really enjoy laying on the cold tile floor. The cooling effect it has is very calming to them.

They are so much smaller than a human baby. You can't comprehend how these cute things grow up to the size of a drell adult. It's a biological advantage to allow parents to carry them everywhere—which you do, and they cling to you while staring at the world around with wide eyes, very quiet and content with watching things. a small green fist holding tightly to the collar of your shirt.

They're at their most vocal when happy, and they're the happiest when splashing around in a kiddie pool outside. Bathtime is so easy because they seem to enjoy playing with water, but you have to stop them from drinking it multiple times. Prolonged humidity is dangerous, so they can't enjoy it too often.

They shed their scales every so often, you have to use a toothbrush to gently encourage them to moult the stubborn ones.

Their photogenic memory makes it impossible to play peekaboo or hide things from them. They remember exactly where you hid the cookies. They know you have the TV remote behind your back, and they'll squeeze themselves between you and the couch to get to it.

[bree-cheesy]

could you write something along the lines of suprising ted when he gets back from the margaritaville trip with a new set of lingerie in his favourite color and well, you know where it goes from there with softdom!ted (bonus points if we call him theo and he adores when we use that nickname)

*Sigh* I really don't have a reason on why I've been off the face of the planet. I'm really sorry y'all. I'm so sorry this request has taken so long. I really have no excuses.

I mean, I have my reasons, but not any good ones. Mental health stuff and such.

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It was a very long few months. Being all alone cramped up in Ted's apartment while he was off driving across the country. Of course you talked whenever he could and always fell asleep with him on the phone, but it started to just be.... not enough. You counted down the days until he'd come back and you could be in his arms again.

Your girlfriends had taken you out on a shopping trip a few days ago to lift your spirits and you had a marvelous idea when you passed a lingerie shop. You bought the most beautiful set you could find- definitely helped that it was his favorite color- with one idea in mind. Ted was coming back that night and you wanted to surprise him. No doubt he'd be tired and probably frustrated from driving. He'd want to relax and just sleep.

But..... He'd been gone for sooo long. You were also frustrated.... in another way. You had deep cleaned the apartment and lit some candles, spreading some fake rose petals you bought at the store on the ground leading to the bedroom. It was cheesy, but you loved it. Slipping into the lingerie set, you heard the front door open and shut and then his voice echo through the apartment. "Honey, I'm home!"

You laid down on the bed in the most seductive pose you could muster and heard his bag drop on the ground in the living room. "You little minx, what is this?" He chuckled and you heard his footsteps get closer to the bedroom door. He stepped in and his eyes landed on the sight of you posed on the bed, the lingerie leaving almost nothing to the imagination.

He took a deep breath and let his eyes rake over your body and you felt your cheeks warm up and started to feel a little nervous. "Fuck."

You giggled a little and sat up on your knees. "Welcome home..." Your voice was soft and timid, looking up at him, fluttering your eyelashes. He groaned and cupped your face, practically smashing his lips against yours. You moaned softly into his mouth and looped your arms around his neck, pressing up against him. His hands slid down your back and to your waist, squeezing gently and sliding his tongue in your mouth, deepening the kiss. "Mmf... Theo..." You mewled softly.

You could've sworn you almost heard him whine at the nickname and he pulled away from the kiss. "Lay down, sweetheart...." He said softly and you quickly obeyed him, albeit not very graceful, and he got on top of you. "I fucking love this, but I need you naked...." He practically ripped the lingerie set off and you scrambled to get his shirt off. He wasted absolutely no time in getting his pants off and lining up to get inside you. "I'll play with this pretty pussy later, I promise.... I just need to be inside you." You whined a little and moaned, spreading your legs for him.

"That's it... good girl..." He slowly pressed inside you and groaned, his eyes rolling back into his head. He thrusted hard and fast, giving you no mercy. You moaned loudly, throwing your head back and squeezing your eyes shut. Your soul almost left your body when his mouth landed on your nipple and his thumb started rubbing at your clit, not stopping his passionate thrusting. "Theo!" You let out a sharp gasp.

He forced your legs open wider, pulling them up against your chest so he could get a better angle. "Yeah? Feels so good doesn't it? Who's making you feel good, baby?"

You tried to muster some words, but it all felt to good. You couldn't get out more then a few whimpers. He thrusted harder and groaned. "Come on, sweetheart. I know you can do it. Use your words, honey."

"You, Theo... You're making me feel so good.....!"

"That's it.... Such a good fucking girl...." He thrusted harder and you felt yourself getting closer and closer, gradually clenching around his cock and making him stutter and groan. "Cum for me, sweetheart. Cum so hard for me..."

You let out a loud moan and came hard, completely soaking his cock. He groaned and his hips stuttered as his own release came, filling you up and almost collapsing on top of you. You both breathed heavily and he pulled away to kiss you gently, cradling your body against him, rubbing your sides and back. Your leg hitched up against his thigh and you smiled into the embrace.

"I missed you so much..." He rubbed his nose against yours and you blushed, tangling your fingers in his hair.

-- Bree <3

[sinfulslytherin]

New eternity.

Warning: sexual content

Summary: Draco lets you sleep over after your arranged husband treats you like shit.

I close the bathroom door behind me as I re-enter Dracos room.

The blonde boy already placed himself under the blanket of his huge king sized bed.

I can see the upper part of his toned chest peek out from underneath the sheets.

I don't realize my stare until Draco points it out.

"This could be all yours, Amara." Draco exclaims with a smug smirk and a sarcastic voice, clearly mocking me for staring.

"You mean your annoying ass? No thank you." I smirk while making my way over to the bed.

I make myself comfortable as I slip under the sheets.

As I move my legs, I feel something warm against my toes as I hear a shriek.

My eyes quickly wander over to Draco.

"What the hell, Amara! Keep your freezing feet on your side of the bed."

The blonde boy complains.

A grin plasters on my face as I take my opportunity to tease him a bit.

I scoot closer to him in a swift move as my legs touch his.

Again.

"You are such a child!-Sto-" Draco starts to complain again and tries to build some distance between us

but is quickly interrupted by another cold touch of mine.

Loud laughs escape my from my lips.

"Aww, are you going to cry?-Do I see some tear-"

I am the one who gets interrupted this time. Draco throws himself on top of me and grabs my arms and pins them down.

The grin that was plastered on my face only a few seconds ago vanishes completly.

I look up and stare into his cold, grey eyes.

Draco stares right back at me.

Not saying a word.

His eyes wander down to my lips and further down to my thighs, which got exposed as soon as we started moving more and more, pushing the blanket away from us.

The silence eats me up alive before he finally opens his mouth.

"You seem pretty happy for a girl who is entangled in a fake, forced and abusive marriage."

His eyes never leave mine.

"Maybe that's because I'm with you." I blurt out my feelings.

His eyes slightly widen but he tries to hide his suprise.

Did I just confess that he makes me happy?

Wait-

Does he make me happy?

My mind wanders off to the thoughts of Draco defending me against Graham earlier.

Draco saying that he cares.

I have the feeling that I might have a chance to heal when I am by his side.

The therapy session in my brain is interrupted by Dracos voice.

"It's so hard to tell sometimes."

I look up at him, visibly confused.

"To tell what?" I ask.

"To tell what's going on inside that little head of yours." Draco says as he uses his index finger to tip on my forehead.

I smile softly.

"A lot."

"Tell me."

"That would take an eternity."

"I'd spend my eternity with you."

We both fall silent.

Dracos eyes wander down to my lips.

Back up to my eyes.

And then my lips again.

He suddenly crashes his lips on mine.

He kisses me as his left hand rests on my waist and the other one is on my cheek.

His tounge enters my mouth after I gladly accept it.

His tounge fights for dominance.

And wins.

As always.

His right hand leaves my cheek and slowly makes his way to my clothed breasts.

"May I?" Whispers Draco against my lips.

I lightly push him off of me as I sit back up. Draco looks visibly confused, probably scared that he might have done something wrong.

I suddenly take my shirt off in a swift motion, leaving me in nothing more than the boxers that Draco gave me. Dracos eyes widen and I can see him turn red.

"Yes. You may." I say as I look him in the eyes.

His eyes darken as he suddenly pushes me back down and kisses me.

"You are so fucking perfect." Draco suddenly says in betweens the kisses.

His face wanders down to my breast.

He teases me by licking my nipple lightly.

Small moans start to leave my lips.

He suddenly starts to suck on my nipple, pushing me into a whimpering state.

"Fuck...you're so beatiful. Who is my beautifuly slut, hm?"  Draco suddenly asks, instantly creating a throbbing feeling between my legs.

"I-I am..." I try to answer.

He pushes himself up again as he makes his way even further down.

His fingertips reach the boxers as he looks up at me.

I nod, signaling him my permission.

He takes off the thin fabric, leaving me completly naked now.

He looks at me one last time before I can feel his lips on my inner thighs.

He kiss es his way up.

He keeps on kissing, teasing the living shit out of me.

"D-Draco-"

"I'ts Sir."  He says as he suddenly bites my inner thigh

"Sir...stop t-teasing." I moan out due to the pain.

Draco actually listens and he suddenly sucks on my clit. His tounge moving against my sex gives me a feeling of being drunk, eventhough I am clearly sober.

The euphoric feeling doesn't stop and more moans slip out of my mouth as my craving for his touch rises up inside of me.

I can feel him pushing his tounge inside.

"Fuck me..." I suddenly moan out.

Draco stops in his tracks, clearly suprised by my words.

His eyes meet mine and he seems to search for any kind of uncertainty.

"Are you sure?" He asks.

"Yes. I want you inside of me...please." I moan, craving his touch.

"Fuck.." Draco growls as he suddenly pulls down his boxers...

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[d3adbr3inc3lls]

Can I please request headcanons with Friede x Ace/Aro spectrum Reader? Maybe throw in a li'l bit of angst in there.

-Lunar anon

Friede x Aro/Ace!Reader

A/N: Welcome Lunar anon !! Ngl I decided to make this a highschool AU (not because I'm obsessed w/ them, but because it's just easier for me),

Ngl this gets angsty towards the end,

You and Friede have been friends for ages,

And for 2 of those years, Friede has been hopelessly in love with you.

Who could blame him? You had an amazing personality, you were nice to people, yet you knew how to stand up for yourself when you needed to.

When the two of you later became roomates he was overjoyed, not only can he spend time with his close friend and crush, but it would be easier for the two of you could study or train together !

It wasn't hard for his feelings to grow, the two of you living in the same place and doing activities together helped grow his feelings.

Ultimately he wanted to confess.

He was sure you felt the same- you were comfortable with his hugs that came out of nowhere and his general clingy-ish behaviour (which usually made itself clear when he was tired)

But then you came out to him as aro/ace,

He was pretty suprised, sure he was a bit heartbroken and hurt, but he respected you, you were his best friend and the least he could do is not make you uncomfortable by confessing.

Definitely began to sit a bit further away from you,

He doesn't want to make you uncomfortable,

Probably distances himself a bit more,

To you, your best friend is starting to push you away and you don't know what happened or what you possibly may have done.

You know he's supportive of you and doesn't really care that you're aro/ace (you aren't being weird kids or pokémon, so it's okay in his eyes).

But to him, he's trying to hide his feelings for you.

In the end, it helps, but at what cost,? It has dented your friendship,

And explaining it would feel pathetic,

What would he say,?

"Sorry I pushed you away, I was so hopelessly inlove with you and I didn't want to make you feel uncomfortable"??

Either way, he 'fesses up sooner or later,

If you don't forgive him, that's fine, he understands that. He wouldn't forgive himself either.

If you forgive him, he'd be pretty happy and would like to resume the friendship if it's possible,

It wouldn't be as awkward as he doesn't have feelings for you, (sure there might still be something there, but it's not as strong as it was before).

Ngl Friede gives me the vibes that he'd be the type of dude who'd find out abt his crush on someone last. Like, everyone will know he has a crush on x, but him. And probably x.

[immortalmsmoon]

HIHIHI I SAW UR CHIBI HC AND I WAS JUST FYUFFHHJUDX

but can i request goro/akira s/o notching him getting jealous of her giving the chibi of himself so much affection, so when she sit the chibi down and just throw herself at him and attacking him with so much affection x10 then the chibi, she is just bomb him with kisses and praises and just how much she loves him, and him getting glimbs of his smoll self be jealous about it

Chibi Part 3

Chibi Part 1 Chibi Part 2

A/N: Thank you so much anon! i love the chibi requests there so cute :)

Warnings: none!

Word count: 380

Goro Akechi¬

Gosh you could just squish the little chibi version of him to death! he was so cute with his little cheeks and cute little pout!

you continued to squish the little baby, but there was one thing you noticed. Your boyfriends demeanor had changed. you stopped smothering the little chibi for a second, turning to look over at your boyfriend.

he was sulking.

he sat on your bed, legs and arms crossed, his bottom lip sticking out. as soon as you locked eyes, he looked away, the wall having become much more important.

you sighed, gently putting down the chibi version, before making your way over to your grumpy boyfriend. you made you way onto the bed, and then pulled his head into your lap. he gasped out of suprise, and quickly recovered once he felt your hands running through his soft hair.

"Don't worry, Goro....your much cuter than any chibi. especially when you pout like that" you said in a teasing tone, gently messaging his scalp. he shot you a half hearted glare, before closing his eyes and leaning into your touch.

Akira Kurusu¬

You had been snuggling Chibi Akira for quite a while, and you could tell your boyfriend was annoyed.

it had all started out as a game to you. How long could Akira last before he gave into the jealousy and snatched the Chibi away from you?

but it had gone on quite a while. you were starting to feel bad. it was hard not to when he was making all those sad dramatic sighs from the corner of his room. you gave in, setting the chibi down on Akira's couch, so it would be comfortable. then you made your way to your boyfriend, a sad look plastered on his face. whether he was being dramatic or not, the sight made your heart melt.

before you even had time to sit down all the way, he was on top of you. he wrapped his arms around your torso, burying his face into your neck. you could smell the ever lasting coffee scent he had adopted since he moved to the cafe, and it brought a smile to your face.

one thing was for sure. cuddling with your boyfriend was much better than the chibi.

[glassmermaids]

kinktober day four: high sex/strip tease with pope heyward (28/11)

a/n: no one mention how we're already on our way to december...

A calm atmosphere fills the expanse of Pope's room as you bask in the heavenly feeling that settles over you. You're sat between his legs, back pressed to his solid chest as you follow the subtle movements of the rise and fall of his chest.

You let out a satisfied sigh as he stubs out the roach in a nearby ashtray, momentarily closing your eyes and allowing the feeling to wash over you before you're suddenly jumping up and making your way around his room. He stares at you intently, albeit a little absent-mindedly, brain too fuzzy to really register what you were trying to do.

"You alright?" he asked, voice a little gruff from minimal use. "I'm fine," you sigh, moving to open his window, welcoming the little bit of wind it allows inside, "I'm just hot." The little fan didn't feel like it was doing much in the sweltering heat and it felt like the weed had only intensified the warm feeling spreading through your body.

On a whim, your hand grabs at your shirt before it's pulling the material over your head. Pope watches, a little awestruck as you reveal your soft blue bra to him, nothing inherently sexy, but it's you wearing it after all and the little bow in the middle almost taunts him, and almost immediately he can feel himself hardening in his shorts.

"What're you doing?" he asked, voice a little unsure and suprised as she watches you slowly popping the buttons on your shorts. One after the other, agonizingly slowly, almost as if you knew he was watching your every move (which you knew he was) "I told you, I'm hot," you replied flatly, sparing him a smile when the last button finally popped open.

You turn around, back now facing him, and make a show of it, bending a little as you pull the shorts down your legs. He watches the way they get briefly stuck on the fat of your ass and further reveal the pale yellow underwear to him, decorated with little white flowers. Who knew mismatched underwear could be so hot.

You turn around once again to face him, a sly smile on your lips when you see the state you already had him in; mouth slightly agape with hands gripping his thighs almost impatiently, with a very noticeable tent in his shorts. You slowly make your way back to him, untill you're finally perching yourself on his lap. His hands immediately move to your hips, hands softly squeezing the fat there as he stared up at you with the prettiest dark eyes.

Any previous trace of shyness, the sort he usually displays whenever around you, seems to dissappear when he pulls you into a kiss. It starts out sweet, as it always does with him, but soon it's a messy ordeal with tongue and teeth as his hands bashfully yet eagerly grab at the doughy expanses of your newly exposed body. Everything feels so good, and the added floatiness from the weed only intensifies the whole feeling. You don't even notice you're doing it, but Pope's practically sputtering as you softly start moving back and forth over his already hard dick.

With your mouth still on his, your hands move to your back to unclip your bra, quickly throwing it somewhere in his room before you're taking one of his hands planted on your hips and bringing it up to one of your breasts. He squeezes the flesh softly, and your hand plants itself ontop of his, encouraging him to tighten his grip a little, which he does gladly, making you moan happily.

It all feels so good, you don't even notice the way your hips are speeding up on top of his untill he's grabbing at your hip with a sudden urgency and looking at you with big pleading eyes. "Baby, please," he all but sighs and that's when you realize that's he's already close just from the way you had been rubbing against each other. So you only nod understandingly, pressing a warm kiss to his lips before you lift your hips and start working at the zipper of his shorts. He snaps out of his little reverie when he sees you struggle a bit and quickly helps you get them off, there after his shirt is gone untill he's soon laid on the bed in only his briefs.

You pull him out, hand only pulling back to lick a stripe of saliva up your palm before you're returning to gently tug at his dick, beads of precum already decorating the tip and adding extra lubrication. You only get to do this a few times before he's grabbing your wrist, eyes once again pleading with you. He really was close.

You smile softly, hand retracting before you pull your underwear down your legs and positioning yourself right above him. He holds himself right at your entrance, eyes quickly lifting to watch your face before you're slowly lowering yourself on him.

His groan mixed with your sigh of relief fills the air, almost drowned out by the sound of the dingy fan, but you both hear it, and it only fuels the desire driven between you two. Once you reach the base, finally sat back on his lap, you sigh with relief and the full feeling, taking a few moments before you slowly lift yourself once again.

You slowly start bouncing on top of him, watching as his face clearly depicted the pleasure running through his body. He started at you with lidded eyes, eyes constantly moving between your softly bouncing tits to your face and then to the place where you both were connected. It wasn't long till you could see the way his stomach tensed and pulled taut, hands gripping you impossibly harder almost as of he was trying to get you to slow down.

It only took a few more bounces untill he was frantically tapping at your hips, prompting you to quickly get off of him and sit back down on his thighs as you watched him quickly jerk himself off, eyes focused on you untill he was spilling onto his hand and stomach. His head plopped back against the headboard with a sigh as the high of the moment washed over him. You placed a gentle hand to his cheek, watching as he lifted his head slowly, eyes meeting yours with a smile. "Just gimme a minute," was all he said, making you laugh before you were planting another kiss to his full lips.

[daddypriceugh]

Favourite nurse part. 2

First of all I want to apologise for the late update. I got the flu 2 weeks ago and wasn't motivated to write anything.

I'm really sorry for the wait but I made this chapter longer :) it's smut <3 I'm not good at writing it but I tried. Have fun!!!

Tw: smut

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"It won't fit Simon"

"I'll make it fit"

You may ask how you got into this situation, well let's see:

♤Flashback♤

"One shot for me and the lady" A voice said over the loud music in the pub. A voice you would recognise anywhere: it was Gho- Simon. But he didn't wear a mask this time.

It's been two week since you last saw him because he actually didn't turn up at the hospital. To your suprise.

You had kind of missed him. Especially the way his eyes would follow every move you would make. It made you nervous but also aroused. Would he look the same at you when naked?

You were ripped out of your thoughts by the shot being placed on the table in front of you.

"Didn't think I would see you here, Doc"

A small laugh escaped your red tinted lips.

"Well I love surprising people I guess" He hums in agreement.

"You were able to stay unharmed. Got my respect"

He chuckled at your words, gulping down his shot.

"Well I was forbidden to come back, wasn't I" he turned his head in your direction, eyes staring into yours. There was something calm in them but also something you couldn't decipher what it was.

A small formed on your face. "I didn't forbid it, I just don't want to see you hurt. Can't judge me for doing my job"

He opened his mouth to answer but a chair was suddenly thrown through the bar. A fight broke out.

Simon had grabed your hand in less than a second and pulled you to the exit. The fresh and cold night air hit your face.

"You wanna go to my flat?"

His random question shocked you for a moment. Did he want to continue the talk? Or maybe...

"Yeah sure" ~~~~~~~~~~~ You now sat on his couch while ge was grabbing some wine.

His flat was a bit bland. There weren't many pictures or plants, the furniture was modern yet classic. It all suited him well.

He came back with two glasses of wine and sat down next to you, putting the glasses on the table.

It was quiet.

You looked at him, only to see him already starring at you. Fuck was he hot. You could already feel yourself getting warm. Well more like your vagina.

A minute went by and none of you broke the eye contact, and you couldn't take this tension anymore. 'Fuck it' you thought and grabbed his face between your hands to smash your lips on his.

He didn't seem surprised because he instantly kissed back. The once gentle kiss became faster and more desperate. You lifted yourself on his lap to grind against him, feeling his hard erection in his jeans.

He let out a soft moan at your movement, putting his hands on your waist to help you guide.

"Do you want this?" He asked with a breathy voice. You nodded yes and pulled your shirt off.

You smirked a little at his reaction, knowing it was because of the lack of your bra.

"Dirty girl" he growled, his mouth latching onto one nipple, pulling and biting it a bit. You moaned in response, quickening your pace.

Once he let go of your breast, his hands wrapped around you to lift you up. He carried you to his bedroom, throwing you on the bed.

"Never thought I would see you like that, doc" "Shut up and fuck me already" He laughed at your response.

"Your wish be my comand"

Your pants and panties were down in a second and his fingers were feeling your wet lips. You bit back a moan at the feeling.

"So wet for me already tz tz. Don't even have to prepare you, mh?"

He slipped two fingers inside your folds and groaned. He then began to move them in a slow pace.

"Fuck your so tight, my love. So thight and wet for my fucking cock"

His fingers sped up and he added another on inside. He curled them a bit and looked at you to see your reaction. You were a moaning mess under him. Sweat dripped down your forehead and your nipples were hard. You felt your first orgasm nearing.

"C'mon baby cum for me. I can feel you clenching"

You came on comand and let out a loud moan. You never came that fast before.

He pulled off his shirt and pants to reveal his throbbing member. And damn was it big. Too big. It was long and thick, a bit curved to the right. Twp long veins went from the tips to the bottom. He looked fucking delicious.

Simon crawled on top of you and kissed you. It was gently and full of passion.

"Do you really want this? We can stop if you want" he said as he broke the kiss apart.

Your heart swelled at his worry.

"I want it. I want it with you Simon" You whispered. A smiles formed on his face.

"Then prepare yourself to get ruined"

He planted on hand on the right side of your head and the other went downwards to his dick.

He started rubbing it over your pussy, creaming himself in your juices. You moaned out in anticipation.

♤flackback ends♤

"It won't fit Simon"

"I'll make it fit"

At that he pushed his whole length into your hole. You half screamed at the intrusion, wrapping your legs around his waist, nails clawing into his back.

"You're so fuckin' tight love I can feel you trying to clench around my cock" He groaned.

You stayed in this position and he waited for you to give him the signal to continue. You did.

He put his hand on your waist and stared fucking you at a normal pace. Yet you could swear you felt every single edge and vein of his dick. It felt amazing.

After a while he decided to speed the whole thing up and started rubbing your clit. The moans that left your mouth only seemed to encourage him even more to move quicker.

But he himself wasn't quiet either. He let our small groand and huffs while pumping his dick into you. Minutes went by and you noticed his moved becoming more frantic.

"Fuck I'm close, where do you want it?"

"Inside pl-please"

You could also feel you high coming nearer ever time he ramed into you.

And there it was. Your walls clenched around him and your stomach thighend. You came with a scream which was half muffeled by his mouth capturing yours.

"Fuck sweetheart y-you made a mess" he laughs while trying to chase his own orgasm. He sped his pace up again.

"Fuck fuck fuck"

He then came with a groan and nearly collapsed on you. He pulled out and layed down besides you.

After some seconds of peace you were pulled into his arms, lips touching your hairline.

"You did so well for me. I'm proud of you, my girl"

"Weren't bad yourself, big guy" You said while smiling.

He laughed breathlessly and slowly got up. Your puzzled look at his action made him open his mouth. "I'm gonna grab a towel and clean you up okay? After that we can sleep a bit"

You nodded tiredly "Yeah sound nice" Simon bended over to give you one last kiss before leaving the room.

You breathed out in satisfaction. "Fucking hell"

[florencetypemaniacs]

Happy Birthday Owen!!!

Short Story: Suprise Party

Pairing: Shy!MC x Owen

Warning: Swearing?

"Suprise!"

The yell made Owen jump as he reached for his weapon only to be met with his friend's faces. "What in the bloody hell is this?"

Marcel with a calm smile on his face, patted Owen on the back, hard, which kept Owen grounded more than he would like to admit. "It's your surprise party, Owen!"

Owen blinked. "Marcel, if ye don't start making sense, I'm going to knock your block off."

Rosemary came into view, her outfit to glamour for whatever this was, as she rolled her eyes. "It's your birthday, you big lug, so we're having a bash to celebrate you!" She grinned. 

Owen frowned and tried to comprehend the foreign concept of birthdays. He didn't celebrate them when he was alive, and he wasn't one of those desperate demons who celebrated their birthday or death day in hell to cling to some sort of normality in their own lives. It was all too sad to think about, but as he looked at the streamers and the cake, he felt his heart squeeze.

Owen's voice came up too quiet and gruff for it to be normal, but at least he wasn't crying. "Thank ye." 

Rosemary gave a sly look. "Don't look at us...we didn't throw this for you." 

Marcel cut in. "I would have gladly thrown a party if I knew it was something you wanted, but it was MC." 

Owen followed Marcel's eyes to see MC, who was talking to Tai or being lectured by him. The thought of the MC doing something like this for him sent moths fluttering in his stomach, and he was thankful that he didn't eat anything or that it would be over his shoes. 

He couldn't believe that MC would do something like this. To go out of their way to show that they cared about him. This didn't help the squeeze on his heart that kept him breathing half the time he was near MC. 

"Well, go over there, you fool!" Rosemary pushed him forward with an amount of force that shocked him for a second until he caught himself and was faced with MC. 

MC's face turned a bright shade of red, and their fidgeting took on a new lighting speed. "Owen...hi." She/They/He spoke softly, and Owen had to resist the urge to kiss Her/Them/Him right then.

Owen could have said a lot of things, ranging from a "thank you" to "this is an amazing party," but Owen couldn't stop the small little word from leaving his mouth. 

"Why?" 

MC's face looked up at them, the red now fading to a soft pink. "What?" 

"I mean, why did ye do all this for me?" 

A look of confusion followed by understanding crossed MC's face, and it took every ounce of Owen not to start fidgeting. 

"Because I care about you, Owen, and you deserve something nice. You do like it, don't you?" 

The last point was whispered as MC looked down, and Owen again was fighting an urge to do something, but this time he lost as he reached out, his calloused hands gently making MC look back at him, his eyes staying focused on MC,'s eyes because if he wasn't, his own eyes would trail to her/their/his lips. 

"It's amazing, lass/duck/lad." 

You're amazing. 

[the-morningstar-family]

*whispers to Luci again* Hey he's trapped now. Enchanted cage; not good enchants tho. I've got a drone on watch now. He's not panicking yet, and it's not that strong that I think he can't break out, so I'm assuming he's gonna try to find out who's behind this. I'll step if needed.

Who is am is of no matter at the moment. I am on your side; be glad for it. If you still have questions you may seek me out to see my file at a later date. For now, we have much larger problems to face.

(:

Lucifer narrows his eyes in slight suspicion, but nod. He gets up, pacing the room a bit.

Lucifer: "If he isn't worried he likes has a plan. But it's hard not to worry about that ridiculous man..."

Meanwhile

Alastor, mocking: "If you want to be hidden, I suggest you find a better hiding place."

???: "Where's the child?"

Alastor: "You don't seriously think we'd be impressed by one tiny threat, do you?"

???: "You better get Nova here, or I cannot guarantee for anyone's safety"

Alastor hides his suprise. He knows her name.

Alastor, laughing: "Oh I am positively shaking, dear fellow!"

???, growling: "You don't understand, I need her!"

Alastor, eyes darkening: "You don't seem to understand. You come to us and demand a child while threatening us. I should kill you on the spot."

???: "I just need a little of her blood! She owes it to me anyway"

Alastor's theeth crunch together. It's better not who he thinks it is.

Alastor: "Who. Are. You."

???: "I am Brax, Nova's father"

Alastor breaks loose at that second, pinning the Incubus to a wall with his tentacles.

Alastor: "She owes you nothing. You are a pathetic, you will not even see her again."

Brax: "I'm sick, dying but if I just-"

Alastor: "I don't care, because I will make sure you will be dead when I'm done with you"

Brax: "No- please - I just need-"

Alastor, growing: "You treat he like that, abandon her and only look for her when you need something."

Brax, bears his teeth, a mixture of emotions running through his face.

Brax: "She needs a firm hand! She's a part royal she-"

Alastor throws Brax across the room, in anger. He's grown almost to the Warehouses ceiling. Radio dials instead of eyes.

Alastor, distorted: "I'll make sure to make you suffer. You seem to need a firm hand"

Brax eyes widen, then he growls. He'd kept a gun hidden. An angelic one. He aims it at Alastor. As it fires the gun smoke is like a tiny smoke-bomb explosion, obscuring Brax from view.

The bullet gets thrown off course by a drone in it's way. The bullet grazes Alastor's ear, nothing that won't heal. Bit by the time he's reoriented himself, Brax is gone. Nowhere to be found in and around the warehouse.

Alastor grumbles.

This is not over.

[the-wisteria-house]

The Arrangement (Rengoku x reader) - Chapter 4

Your and Shinjuro's argument has been interrupted by Senjuro, who has been listening in for an unknown amount of time. How will you and the Rengoku Patriarch react to the boy's interface, and more importantly how will you act around each other going on from here?

"Father... (Y/N), Please stop fighting..." A small voice whispered quietly; one could almost miss it with the wind. Shinjurou's enraged features morphed into a look of suprise, as his attention turned from you to his youngest son. Shame began to weigh heavy on your shoulders, what are you doing? Why were you arguing with your future father-in-law and in front of Senjuro no less? You looked at the boy whose blond head was peeking at you from behind the shoji door meekly. The boy shouldn't have had to hear this...

"Senjuro... I'm sorry. How much did you hear?" You ask gently anger having dissipated at the sight of the boy. Senjuro couldn't help but flinch at the guilt the swam in your eyes. It wasn't his intention to upset you further, he just didn't want you to face his father's unadulterated rage.

"Not much." the boy hesitated clearly lying but no one chose to voice this, opting instead to change the subject.

"Why don't we all head inside?" You only received a grunt of agreement from Shinjurou, who roughly pushed past you into the house. You found yourself having to fight off throwing a violent glare his way, keeping his youngest son's presence in mind.

"(Y/N)-San, are you alright?" You looked at the boy with mild surprise apone realizing he'd stayed with you on the porch instead of following his father inside.

"Yes, yes, I'm alright. I'm sorry you shouldn't have had to hear me and your father fight." You put your hands on his shoulder with a light squeeze, hoping to convey the sincerity behind your words.

You felt that heavy feeling of guilt weight lift off your shoulders when the young boy gave you a small understanding smile, "It's alright (y/n)-San, I forgive you. I understand that Father can be hard to deal with at times. He wasn't always like this.... or at least that's what Aniue says." The boy looked almost unsure of himself as he added that last bit. You were so astounded by the boy's kindness towards you - a stranger, that it took you a moment to gather your thoughts and find your voice.

"Your compassion... I- don't ever lose that, okay? It'll take you far in life." You couldn't help but let out a light-hearted chuckle as the boy blushed and looked away shyly, before quickly nodding, "Let's head inside. We can look through those books for a recipe to make. How does that sound?" You walk towards the door before looking back at Senjuro, who was smiling from ear to ear, "That sounds fantastic!"

-

"Hmmmm, found anything yet, Senjuro?" You glanced at the flaming locked boy curiously. You'd gotten out your recipe book and allowed the boy to flip through it to see if anything caught his eye, but he seemed to be having a hard time choosing as he flipped back and forth throughout the pages with a concentrated look.

"They're so many great options! I'm having a hard time choosing only one." The boy let out a sigh of disappointment as his golden orbs continued to scan the text, and his young mind weighed the pros and cons of each recipe.  

"Well, we can always make more later. Why don't we start with something simple?"

"Why don't we make mochi?" Senjuro quickly stood with a smile as he pointed to what you assumed was one of the mochi recipes. 

"I like how you think, kid, any particular flavor in mind?" You listen closely and nodded as the boy eagerly explained all the different ideas he had in mind, as you looked through the cabinets. 

"Okay, so we'll need to go into town to get the ingredients for that, then?" You ask as you look through the sparse cabinets that seem only to hold rice, flour, and a few condiments. You dead panned how had you not realized how sparse the cabinets were this morning? 

"Yes, I haven't had the chance to stop at the market, so we're out of a few things." The boy nodded simply in conformation. 

"No worries, let me just go grab my change purse, and we can go." You go to stand before being interrupted by Senjuro who stood Infront of.

"Wait (y/n)! I can wake Father and ask for money, so you don't have to use your money - it'll only take a moment. " The boy waved his hands in front of him quickly.

You couldn't help but be slightly humored by the boys' reaction, "There's no need to wake your father. It was my idea for us to bake something anyway."

Your calm voice helped soothe the young blonds pounding heart before he found himself asking, "Are you sure?" 

"Positive, now go get ready!" You shooed the hesitant tween down the hall before heading to clean up the cookbooks that were messily scattered around the sitting area.

You were honestly grateful for the young boys' company. You were unsure of what you would have done if he wasn't here. (Most likely lock yourself away in your room and avoid the Rengoku Patriarch like the plague.)

"(Y/n), I'm ready." The young boys' sudden presences made you flinch. Where you really so wrapped up in your thoughts that you hadn't heard his entrance into the room?

"Oh, I didn't see you there, Senjuro. I'll go get the money then we'll be ready to go."

You went to grab the money needed along with a cloth bag to carry the items you were planning to purchase, "I think that's everything I need." you said to no one in particular as you got yourself situated.  

You made your way into the dimly lit corridor before turning around to shut the door behind you, but you pause as the sound of objects falling followed by a string of curses sounded as if it was coming from the room at the end of the hall... Shinjuro's room.

You stood there for a moment, contemplating between going to see if something was wrong, or just leaving and acting as if you heard nothing... You had just gotten into an argument in the man, and he sounded rather angry at the moment. Would he really want you bothering him, but then again, what if he needed help or even someone to talk to? You took a step forward, but a smaller hand grasping your arm stopped you, "Big brother told you not to bother father, right?"

You nodded slowly, not looking in Senjuros' direction and only straight ahead to the man in questions door. The boy then let out a sigh before letting go of your arm, "I know you're just concerned, but Father can have a temper...it's better to leave him be during moments like this..."

Your finally turned and took in the boy's sad smile, "I think I can understand that..."

As senjuro looked into your eyes, he could see the honestly behind your words, the pain that marked your being. He couldn't help but wonder why such a kind person like you held pain? He couldn't find an answer, as much as he wished he could.

It may not have shown in how you carried yourself, but it pained you not to reach out and help the man, just like how you could never help her... 'No, no- God (y/n)! This isn't the time to do this. Why are you thinking about her now?' You shook your head trying to rid your mind of the wretched woman before speaking.' "Let's head out, Senjuro. I have everything we need." You began walking towards the entrance of the flame estate, hoping that by putting distance between you and the Rengoku Patriarch, it'd be easier to get your mind on more pleasant topics.

"I'll need you to lead the way to the market, I'm not familiar with the area yet." You looked to your young companion who agreed. 

"Sure, I don't mind at all!" The young boy began to lead the two of you down the large street as you made pleasant conversation.

"The market isn't usually busy at this time, so we should be able to find everything we need without too much of a hassle." You hummed and nodded your head in response as the marketplace came into view.

It was surprisingly large, far larger than the one that belonged to the little town you grew up in. It also appeared to have a large array of products that ranged from food to accessories like jewelry.

"The stand that sells flour is this way." The youngest Rengoku chirped as you both navigated your way through the streets of the square before he suddenly froze in his tracks almost making you bump into him, "Wait, I want to stop here really quick!" Senjuro grabbed your hand and pulled you towards a colorful stand that seemed to sell art supplies.

As you approached the stand with your young companion, you noticed how the older woman who was in charge of the stands face lit up as you neared, "Ah, Rengoku-Kun, is that you!? It's been too long dearly! I've missed my favorite customer! We're about to get that shipment of origami paper in, I know you've been looking forward to it!"

"Ah, Toshi-San, that's good to hear! I'm sorry I haven't been by recently. I've been rather busy lately; I would have come by to see you sooner if I was given the chance!" Said Senjuro, with a very flustered appearance as he shyly rubbed the back of his neck, "This is my friend (L/N)- San, I'm showing her around town. " He cleverly changed the conversation when he noticed the older womans dark orbs appraising you.

"Well, any friend of Rengoku-Kuns is a friend of mine! So, you're new in town, Aye?" A friendly smile spread across her aged face giving her a youthful glow.

"I am. I got here last night." You replied with little expression in your voice, though woman hardly seemed to mind this, if anything it amplified her curiosity. 

"Oh, I see! What brings you to our town? Just passing through or settling down to stay?" While you knew the question itself should have been a simple one to answer, the honest answer could have been anything but simple. 

"I'm getting married." You tried to keep your responses short, wanting to change the subject as quickly as possible, without seeming rude... you didn't want to think about how you didn't have a choice but to be here, right when you were just starting to feel comfortable.

The woman gasped before clapping her hands together in a silent cheer, "That's wonderful news! You must be so excited! Who's the lucky man, I may know him?"

In that moment, you wanted to take one of the paint knives on her table and ram it into your skull repeatedly at the irony, but refrained from doing so, as you didn't want to traumatize sweet Senjuro who was standing next to you still grasping your callused hand.

It wasn't that you didn't like Rengoku-San. He'd been nothing but kind to you since you'd met, you had no reason to hate him, but you really didn't know what to make of the situation. Only 48 hours ago did you learn you were going to marry him, you had to leave your old life behind, and now you're living with him? It was a lot to take in.

You take a deep breath and kept your expression schooled, knowing the woman in front of you had no way of knowing the complex situation you found yourself in.

"I'm engaged to Senjuro's older brother Kyojuro. He's currently away on important business, which is why Senjuro is showing me around in his stead." You found yourself saying a moment later, your calm and almost detached demeanor greatly contrasting the elder womans kind and open personality.

The woman seemed rather surprised at hearing of your engagement as she let out a small gasp and her eyes widened, "You're marrying Rengoku Kyojuro? I'd never thought I'd see the day where he'd settle down! The ladies will be upset when word gets out that he's no longer available." She off handedly added with a humored chuckle.

'Ladies?' Your mind could help but question before it hit you - of course, he had others interested in courting him, it wasn't as if he were an unattractive by any means, and then you pair that with his polite nature, how hadn't you thought of any of this before now?! Hell, you wouldn't have been surprised if he had someone he was interested in as well. Guilt began to fill you, 'Here I am wrecking everything... He could have been with whoever he wished if it wasn't for you (Y/n).'

"(Y/n), are you alright?" Senjuro's voice thankfully drew you from your unpleasant thoughts.

"Yes, I'm quite all right." You reassured quickly before the art supplies before you caught your attention once more. Toshi-San seemed to have a wide variety of supplies to choose from. Though the pencil set is what caught your attention. The labeling on it seemed to be in an unfamiliar dialect. The green colored tin reminded you of another pencil set you had owned as a girl. It had the same forest green tone and muddy brown labeling.

Your father had ended up saving an artist on one of his missions, and the artist had gifted him a pencil set to show her gratitude. He later gave to you said set because he noticed your interest in the arts, "It's a nice set, from France, I think? It'd be a shame to let it go to waste. I know you'll use it more than me." You remembered him saying when you asked if he was sure he wanted to give it to you, even at a young age you could tell the set wasn't for an amateur.

You were later heartbroken when your mother had taken it away from you after your father vanished, but now, before you, was a near identical set. It felt almost as if the fates had decided to show you some kindness after all.

You found yourself reaching out and flipping the price tag over only to pause once you saw the price. Your father hadn't been joking when he said they were expensive...

"Ah, those are imported from Europe." The lady chirped once she saw you looking at the price.

"Yes, they're from France, right? I think I've seen a similar set before." You let go of the tag as the lady smiled and nodded.

"I believe you're correct. If you want it, it's yours. Consider it a welcoming gift." Your head quickly shot up to look at the woman in disbelief.

"Thank you for the kind offer, but I have to refuse! I'm sure this set cost you a pretty penny. There's no way I could accept such an expensive gift." You wave your hands in front of you in refusal.

"Are you sure dear? It's really not that big of a deal it's used set anyway." You reassured and thanked the older woman for her generosity and ended up buying a medium-sized sketch book. 

"Well, it was nice meeting you (L/n)-San. Don't be a stranger now." Toshi-San gave you a kind smile as she handed you your change.

"Same to you. Have a great rest of your day. " You waved before walking off with Senjuro to continue the rest of your shopping.

-

It didn't take you long to gather everything you needed with Senjuros' help.

"Can you think of anything else we need?" You watch as the young boy looks up in thought.

"No, I think we got everything (y/n)!" You hum in reply before spotting a Kakigori stand. Senjuro seemed to follow your line of sight, "Oh, shaved ice! That's one of my favorite treats!" He cheered with enthusiasm practically radiating off of him.

You soon found yourself walking towards the stand, leaving the blond confused.

"Come on, Senny-boy, we're getting shaved ice." You turn around just in time to see the boy's face light up, and while you didn't show it (or so you thought-) you felt yourself starting to grow a soft spot for this young boy. Maybe it was because he was so friendly, or maybe because you saw a small part of yourself in him? You weren't for sure, but you supposed it didn't really matter.

As you ate your shaved ice, your mind drifted to the events that occurred earlier that day. You knew you couldn't avoid the Rengoku Patriarch forever, so the only other option was to apologize to the man, and while the idea of doing such a thing wounded your pride slightly you knew it had to be done.

"How do you like your shaved ice, Sen?" You look at the boys shaved ice, which seemed to already be nearly gone.

"It's really good! You made the right call having us stop here." You couldn't help the small smile that graced your lips, "Well if you'd like another, just let me know."

"Thank you, but I think one will be enough for me. I don't want to spoil my lunch." The boy said politely, as you nodded in agreement and continued to eat your sweet treat in a comfortable silence.

"Hey, (Y/n) can I ask you a question?" Senjuro asks after a few moments of silence.

"Yea, what's up, kid?" You glance at the boy who seems a little unsure of if he should proceed. Thought it seems after a few moments he'd decided to just ask.

"Not to be disrespectful, but why did you buy a sketch book if you don't have anything to draw with?"

You blunck and gave the boy an unreadable deadpan before you looked up in thought, "You know, Senjuro, that's a good question.... I don't know why I bought the book."

Silence hung between the two of you for a few moments before the youngest Rengoku gave you an odd look, "(Y/n) you confuse me..." you continued to stare at eachother for a few moments.

"I confuse me too." Senjuro snorted upon hearing this, and you smiled before playfully ruffling the boy's flame like hair.

"(Y/N), stop! You'll mess up my hair!" The boy wined while trying to swat your hand away. You eventually relented with a small laugh that Senjuro shared, showing you he didn't really mind. As you both took the final few bites of your icy treats, you noticed how more people began to fill the market and agreed to start heading back to the estate before more people filled the square.

The walk back was filled with light-hearted chatter as you discussed your ideas for dinner that night, what Senjuro wanted to do before dinner, and as you neared the house, the conversation topic switched to his elder brother, "Your brother loves sweet potatoes, right? Why don't we make some for him when he gets back?" Senjuro nodded at this before looking up in thought, "He does indeed... You know, before becoming a slayer, Aniue used to make baked sweet potatoes for dinner every night. I don't know how he can love them as much as he does after eating them so often?" You felt your chest tighten at the implications behind that statement that Senjuro himself didn't seem to realize.

'His innocence...'

"You can never eat too many sweet potatoes." You found yourself saying with a small laugh as you opened the shoji door, 'Must be preserved.'

You stepped through the doorway face absent of a smile as you made eye contact with the Rengoku Patriarch who was eyeing your bags.

"You went to the market?" His gruff voice broke through the silence.

"Yes, we left an hour or so ago." You move to the kitchen to put away the groceries you'd purchased without giving the man a second glance.

"Did you get any sake?" Shinjuro asked as he followed behind you into the kitchen.

"No, I didn't realize you wanted me to get any. Say, would you mind helping me put this all away?" The man seemed caught off guard by your request but wordlessly complied none the less.

"What would you like me to do (Y/N)?" The soft voice of the youngest Rengoku had your previously expressionless face shift into one with a soft smile.

"Hmmmmm, why don't you figure out what you want for lunch? You then can tell me, and we'll make it." The boy seemed confused at you not giving him an actual task, but excited as he ran off to look through the cookbooks.

"He behaved well for you?" Shinjuro suddenly asked as you both finished putting away the last of the groceries.

"Yes, he was wonderful, he showed me around town. He's a sweet boy. You should be proud; he'll be a fine man one day." You said with sincerity, as you shut the cabinet.

The man only grunted in response before shutting the doors of the cabinet after placing the last of his items on the top shelf. He went to walk away before something made him pause. You were confused when you saw his eyes narrow on the leather-bound book you'd purchased.

"You draw?" The man said as his unreadable gaze shifted towards you.

You were confused about why he cared, but responded none the less, "Yes, I haven't in a while, but I'm thinking about picking it back up now." 

The man only nodded before making his way out of the kitchen, but before he exited, he paused again, and without looking back, he asked, "How about calligraphy?"

"I wanted to, but the amount of ink needed to learn and do it was too expensive for my family to afford." You replied softy, trying to understand the enigma before you. You didn't understand why the man was taking a sudden interest in your hobbies when he'd seemed ready to take your head off earlier, 'Maybe he's trying to be polite after earlier?' If this was the case, you didn't see the harm in humoring his curiosity. 

The man stepped into the hallway, but not before letting out a grunt and a short, "I see."

As he walked away, you only had one thought, 'He's truly a confusing person to understand.'

You weren't left alone for long when Senjuro soon stepped into the room with a recipe card in hand, "(Y/n), we should make Nikujaga! What do you think?" (Meat and potato soup) The boy handed you the recipe and awaited your response as you looked over the card carefully.

"Well, we have everything we need, and there's a slight chill in the air, so I don't see why not."

-

You couldn't help the defeated sigh that escaped you as you looked out upon the shadowy terrain of the Rengoku estate. You'd long since finished cooking lunch, and most recently, dinner.

The Patriarch of the Rengoku family hadn't joined you and Senjuro for either meal. You didn't know whether to feel saddened that he wouldn't join his youngest son, or relieved that you didn't have to worry about irritating the short-tempered man further than you already had that day.

You needed time to think things over, which is what led you here, sitting on the Engawa staring into the koi pond with only the sound of crickets and your thoughts keeping you company. 'I still don't understand why I'm here. I know it's to marry Rengoku-San, but why me? There are surly more eligible women that Rengoku-Sama could have chosen for his son.' You didn't understand why Shinjuro wanted you specifically. You had nothing to offer, and he'd never seen you before. He may have been a drunk, but he wasn't stupid; He must have known that any high-class courtesan with training in the arts would have happily married his son, and have had far more to offer, but he chose you- a poor tea house worker with hardly a yen to your name, and no other redeemable qualities? You weren't stupid either. There was something you didn't know, so what was that man hiding, and how were you going to figure it out?

Kyojuro didn't know why he was here and not back in his room at the inn he had bought for the night sleeping soundly. He had finished this mission rather quickly and was given orders to leave for another mission at first light, but the thought of you, his father, demon slaying, and his future weighed heavy on his shoulders, so he found himself here instead.

Kyojuro's attention was drawn from his thoughts, and the stary reflections that painted the river to the flamboyant sound of laughter coming from his left. Was that who he thought it was?

"Rengoku! How flashy seeing you here, by friend! I'm guessing you had a mission in the area?" The man said with his usual dramatic flair.

Rengoku didn't need to look at the figure to know who that voice belonged to, "Hello Uzui, I wasn't expecting to see you here. Not that I'm complaining, it's always good to be in company of a friend." Rengoku turned to look at said man with his signature smile, which was returned before Tengen invited himself to sit with Rengoku at the river's edge. Rengoku glanced at Tengen noticing the absence of his uniform along with the absence of his wives, "The girls are not with you?"

The question, that was more of a statement was returned with a nod, "They aren't, the last mission was quite taxing, so I asked them to stay home and take it easy while I went to take care of misalliance things." Tengen paused before slapping the flame-haired man on the back, "So are you gonna tell me why there's an unflashy aura surrounding you, or you going to keep asking me about my beautiful wives? I mean, you won't hear me complain if the latter is the route you choose." The taller piller laughed at his own joke, which had Rengoku chuckling, "There we go- so what's up? I don't think I've ever seen you so troubled, it doesn't suit you."

The flame-haired looked ahead for a few moments, trying to formulate his thoughts. "Your marriage to your wives' were arranged, right? How did you feel when you were told to marry them?"

Tengen was a little surprised at the seemingly out of nowhere question, but wanted to see where the Flame Hashira was going with this, "Yes they were, well with Hinatsuru and Makio. Suma approached me first. I was originally meant to marry her sister. I had known Makio and Hinatsuru prior, so I was delighted to be marrying such capable women, and Suma had a unique charm, so I had no complaints there." The man explained before turning slightly, "Why do you ask?"

"I'm getting married. My father arranged it without my knowledge." Kyojuro said flatly, and Tengen hummed in understandment. 

"Ah, okay, it makes sense why you're upset. Do you know why he arranged the marriage? It's weird that he would spring it on you just like that."

The Hashira only shook his head, "No, he said to continue the family legacy, but I don't think that's the truth, or at least not the full truth. He's said himself that demon slaying is useless and that there's no point. Why would he out of the blue want me to continue the legacy? Why would he care? None of it adds up Tengen."

The two men then made eye contact and it seemed they came to the same conclusion. 

"Your father is definitely hiding something. How are you going to figure out what?"

"Indeed. I can't ask him out right. I think I could try and talk to (Y/N), though I think we're in pretty much the same boat in the knowledge department." The flame haired man looked down at the flowing water of the river below with a shake of his head.

Despite how unsure he felt in that moment, Kyojuro knew talking to you first was the start of solving what was being hidden from him.

Alright, were almost done with the 'Set Up Arc' of the story. Then we'll be getting into the juicy stuff! Just one or two more chapters. Fun fact: Toshi-San was originally going to be a middle-aged, unnamed man with a bar styled mustache who sold potatoes, but I just couldn't get the feel for his character. So, i changed it to an elderly woman who sold art supplies, as it fit better with a small plot point, I have planned in the future. edited: 8/4/23

Tashio Era Secret

Senjuro: Uhhhh, what am I meant to do?

Author-Chan(me): Idk-Just tell the reader a rumor or fun fact, I need to make up for not posting in forever!

Senjuro: Oh- uh, okay. Ummmm, I heard that Toshi-San had been a match maker in Tokyo before she became a vendor here in town.

Author-Chan(me): Wait seriously?!

Senjuro: Yea! She came here to live with her son during her retirement and decided to open up a stand. She's ran it since before Kyojuro was my age.

Author-Chan(me): Wow that is awesome!

Senjuro:Mhmm! Are we going to do this after every chapter now?

Author-Chan(me): Yep, you and other characters will! I might pop in from time to time!

Senjuro: I can't wait!

Author-Chan(me): I'm glad you're excited! And that was our Taisho-era secret. I wonder if Y/n and Kyojuro will be able to work together to find what Shinjuro is hiding? We'll just have to wait till next chapter to find out.

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THE GRUDGE ➳ P. JONGSEONG

➙ synopsis: "forgive and forget" they'd say, if only they knew it wasn't that easy. jay was one of the people you trusted the most and he only betrayed your trust, no matter how much you tried to forgive him, you knew it would take alot of strength to heal from what he put you through and letting go of the grudge you held against him would be a long journey.

pairing: jay park x gn!reader

genre: angst, lovers to exes au

word count: 1.0k

warnings: not proofread, cheating, reader starts crying at some point, hints of breakdown/anxiety attack

— GUTS X ENHYPEN SERIES MASTERLIST !

It was Friday May 8th 2020.

The day everything between the two of you changed.

You were on your way driving to your boyfriend's house after a vacation with your family having missed Jay and wanted to surprise him seeing as he hadn't known you were back.

You had it all planned out. You would tell him your flight got delayed and you would be coming home later then expected, drive to his place with all your favourite snacks and movies to watch and when he would open the door you would yell out "Suprise!" and Jay would shower you in his warm hugs and kisses.

That in your head was the perfect way to reunite after being apart but Jay had other plans.

"I think we should break up. I don't think we're working out." jay says over the phone just as you were about to knock on his door.

"Hello? Are you still there (Y/n)?" he asks seemingly shuffling around on the other side of the line as the door in front of you swings open and there he was in front of you but not alone.

The female companion next to him gives him a kiss on the cheek before saying goodbye to him not bothering to acknowledge your presence.

You had your suspicions about Jay's loyalty to you but you wanted to give your boyfriend the benefit of the doubt. That despite everything you've heard and seen that point to the obvious, mabe, just maybe, Jay Park wasn't like the others.

But you were wrong.

"Yeah. No, you're right Jay. It wasn't working out." you tell him calmly as he was too embarrassed to even look you in the eye.

Throwing everything in a nearby trashcan, you get into your car ignoring Jay's pleas to get you to stop and hear him out as you drove away with a heavy heart and teary eyes.

That was 3 years ago and yet the pain of the breakup still weighed like a ton of bricks.

Having to constantly see Jay not only during your lectures but even at family dinners seeing as your parents were business partners was hard.

Putting on a strong front telling everyone you're okay only to go home and break down the moment you set foot in your house because you didn't want to appear 'weak' and 'vulnerable' in front of anyone. You would slide down onto the floor as you felt your chest tightening, tears blurring your vision and you couldn't breathe.

Everything felt like it was spinning out of control and you couldn't do anything about it.

This was the man you trusted and loved wholeheartedly and he played you for a fool.

You had every right to feel hurt and angry at him. You gave him everything you could and it appeared to have not been enough to make him happy or feel loved.

It felt like everything you did reminded you of Jay.

All the places you went to and the memories you made there together, it was hard to just forget all of that and move on like you didn't have an immense love for one another.

A big part of you knew you had to forgive Jay sooner or later to be able to properly heal and move on but it wasn't that easy either.

You had tried, many many times to just go up to him and tell him that you know he messed up but you forgive him but everytime you mustered up that courage, you just couldn't bring yourself to do it.

You weren't ready to forgive him, to be the bigger person in all this because deep down the smaller part of you wanted to hurt him and put Jay through the same heartache he caused you and possibly even worse just to call it a truce.

How was it so easy for him?

To just up and leave a relationship you had both built for years that not only your friends admired but your parents couldn't be happier to see their precious only child with anyone else but the Park's brilliant son.

He just had to ruin it and you wondered if any part of him felt even the smallest remorse for hurting you.

It was worth noting you weren't the perfect partner either but you still tried.

Always focusing on school to please your scholarly parents with the best marks and spending time travelling with friends, Jay had felt isolated sometimes, that you never cared for him at all until he brought this to your attention.

You were able to recognise your fault and understand your boyfriend was a priority as well but maybe it wasn't good enough for him in the end you thought.

Pondering more on it made you realise Jay never truly appreciated you either.

You always tried to show him you loved him too, though words didn't do enough and you would go to the ends of the earth through your actions to show him but to no avail.

All he ever did was criticise you. Simply pointing out your flaws and inconsistencies making you feel like less of a woman when his friends would tell him all the time about how they would kill for a girlfriend as attentive and loving as you.

Jay failed to recognise a diamond when he had one, you were everything anyone could've wanted and he still wanted more… and so he went looking for that elsewhere.

Part of you was also selfish, you wanted the guilt to eat at Jay and he would somehow come running back.

That no matter what, you would welcome him with open arms despite what he had done and you would both just work through your problems but you knew that would be a small chance of happening.

It was hard to hate Jay Park, you both had a long deeply rooted history and quite frankly it wouldn't be easy for either of you to leave each other's lives even if you wanted to.

Forgiving him wouldn't be the easiest thing either but you were working towards building the strength to let go of him and finally heal the wounds he had opened.

3 years, it had been that long and yet despite the heavy burden the grudge you held against Jay had on you, he always would have a special place in your heart.

You just needed a little more time before you could finally forgive him.

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drunk(in love)

a/n: hi hi ^^ this is actually based on that little snippet of drunk yeonjun from suchwita hahahahah i cant resist writing cuz really, he is so cute >< so enjoy reading~ reblogs and feedbacks are highly appreciated! also this is my first attempt on crack (?) so i don't really think it turns out well but wtv ( ;´･ω･`)

you've been friends with txt for quite some time now and really, you've had your fair share of drunken experiences with all of them. well, except for yeonjun. you really wonder why he's never really get drunk in front of you? does he feels uncomfortable? does he not trust you? or is he scary when he's drunk? sad? clingy? you can never guess.

and today you'll get the answer.

you're going over to their dorm tonight for games night and you've asked for soobin's help (well, not really help, soobin just have to make sure yeonjun drinks a lot today and that's not really hard for him) for your agenda.

"y/n noona!!", hueningkai squealed, getting up from his spot and throwing himself over you, almost making you both fall down. "you big puppy, missed me much?", you said as you ruffled his hair, the younger boy just grinning from ear to ear.

"oooof looks like you guys started early without me, huh?", you asked, sitting down across from soobin and yeonjun, the former giving you a knowing nod. the latter however kept quiet, his cheeks rosy from the alcohol. "now now guys, what about we play truth or dare?", beomgyu suggested, grabbing an empty bottle and putting it in the middle of the circle. oh, don't you love it when everything is going your way.

after a few rounds, you grew frustrated, the bottle never landing on that one particular person you're hoping for. at this point, you already has to drink beomgyu's 'concoction of love' as what he likes to call it, taehyun has already somersaulted from the table, beomgyu having to post video wearing ugly wigs, soobin and hueningkai choosing the safe choice of truth which leaves only yeonjun having not done anything.

"okay hyung, i am just gonna give you two choices, truth or dare", soobin said, holding the bottle and pointing it straight at yeonjun's face. the older boy whined, definitely not liking that he has to choose. "truth" "okay, confess your undying love for y/n".

soobin's requests surely had yeonjun suprised, his droopy eyes almost budging out, "that's not fairrrrr", yeonjun turned to soobin, shaking his shoulders and kicking his feet like a child.

oh wow this is certainly not like what you imagine drunk yeonjun would be, all his coolness flew out the window, leaving this cute child in front of you. you're certainly not complaining tho, reaching into your pocket and getting your phone, recording this precious gem.

"what's not fair? you did choose truth so don't be pussy now, hyung", soobin laughed, passing the bottle to yeonjun. he then grabbed the bottle, tapping it as if it's his mic, ready to speak. "ahem, mic check, okay", yeonjun straighten his back, adjusting his imaginary tie before he speaks. "tooooo my beloved y/n, my sparkling blue spring, i am soooo soooo grateful to have you, my goddess in my life", he slurs, his hand making theatric gestures. "youuuuu really make me feel like i'm human, not just an idol people look up to.... how do you do that? making my heart all flowery when you talk to me? ahhhh you really are amazing~ you should open a flower shop, y/n", yeonjun grinned, making the whole room laugh at him. oh he's so gonna regret this when he sobers up.

"let me show you how much i appreciate you with this dance i make for you", yeonjun suddenly stands up, almost stumbling into the table before soobin manage to catch him. "okay now that's enough, hyung. let's go sleep", soobin sighed, practically having to drag yeonjun's ass to his room.

"Y/N DONT LEAVE YETTT COME TO MEEE", you can basically hear yeonjun's whining from his room. now, you really know why he never gets drunk in front of you. such a cutie.

before leaving, you quickly sent the video you recorded to your group chat, knowing how embarrassed yeonjun would be when he woke up.

and as expected, the next morning the house is filled with roars from yeonjun and soobin, the older one chasing the other around the house for a beating. "COME HERE, CHOI SOOBIN, YOU UNGRATEFUL KID HOW DARE YOU!"

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Okay LOVE LOVE LOVE Silver Bells. Thank you for making this Christmas so iconic with your fic and giving the fandom something to look forward to everyday💝 Literally has been such a highlight and I look forward to every chapter!

Anyways if you need any more inspiration or christmasy ideas I tried to think long and hard about ideas to give you, that were unique in some way. Think it's an okay list (some are basic but iconic so wanted to highlight and encourage 😂). If I can think of any more will let you know, but I hope any of these help!

>Christmas carols - I don't know how Americans do it but where I live adults and children (whoever knows how to play an instrument goes around usually violins / small portable cello? ) go caroling and we invite them inside and all the adults (carolers and the household) take a shot of vodka "to keep warm"  and then go off to the next house where they sing and are given more shots 

> I'm not religious myself but my parents are and we go to church and watch children put on a play and or sing carols. 

>Mistletoe kisses😌

> Something just feels more christmasy is just being more intentional with small acts of kindess

>Doing a fancy or silly photoshoot and then printing them out as christmas cards and sending them out to people - Lance may or may not tell Keith what the photos are for as like a funny suprise when Lance gift him and his friends their christmas cards or they can be more intentional and biker about the design choice on the card. 

>Along with Christmas cards, theres also christmas notes so just letters of gratitude to people. I've heard of people making then and tying them to a balloon too or burning them. 

>Building and decorating a gingerbread house. Me and my sisters usually take a side of the house to work on so each side looks different. There's a family I know who have like a competition where they put out graham crackers, chex mix, pretzels, marshmellow fluff, frosting, and a bunch of candies, etc  and you can either make a house or construct whatever they want. It could be a house, a train, fire truck, someone did like a harry potter quidditch stadium thing.

>Neighborhoods around me usually have a santa on a firstruck ride around with their sirens on and give out candy canes to people. 

>Christmas light walk/drive through, or going to those neighborhoods that go all out and even put on a lights show to music.

>Something more chill like making a holiday playlist, discovering new holiday songs, sometimes we dont put in christmas music but ones that we associate with the holidays. My sister and I share a spotify and she stubbornly puts "night changes" by One direction in my christmas playlist. 

>Reading christmas stories to children. 

>Christmas parades, tree lighting events, going bar hopping and trying their christmas drinks and shots. I don't drink alcohol anymore but still go out with friends and a lot of places make mocktails or make really good non-alcoholic drinks as well. 

>I think a lot of times "christmas time" traditions happen randomly with just things that you associate with the holiday time. Like me and my friend would come together and pick a random genre and read books from that genre during the holidays and that's become somewhat of a holiday tradition now. Maybe Lance can help Keith establish hos own little traditions like that? Idk how or if itll read well but just an idea to throw out there, maybe inspire you in someway. 

>Omg sleigh rides! I would die reading a chapter on them going on a horse carriage sleigh ride. But since they're romantic maybe have him invite everyone and then have no one else show up. Though I think they can be a bit expensive, at least in the city... idk about farms i think....maybe like it can be a whim of a moment thing where the person running it is having a slow night and just tells them to hop in or give them a discount. Also my city banned the horse carriage rides not too long ago, I think because of animal safty concerns 😔 which there's a bunch of discord about in general but it still it would be such a cute idea 🥺 

>Since they work at a toy store maybe have Keith pick out toys that he wanted as a kid to heal his inner child and then donate them. (maybe they could be snowed in or the lights stop working and have to close up and wait for someone to fix it something in the meantime)

>They go to one of those pop up ice rinks with christmas music blaring about near or around a christkindlmarket (usually free if you bring your own skates so maybe Lance gives Keith a pair from his siblings) and Lance teaches Keith how to ice skate or has him hold on to one of those penguine or dinasour helper things. 

>Sometimes there's street preformers around singing or playing christmas songs. Could help bring out a nice romantic atmosphere for a scene 😌

>Also something to note about Hallmark movies- though thry are still cheesy af they arent what they used to be and this post captured it well: https://www.tumblr.com/unearthedivory/769098615859855360?source=share

Sending you all the health, happiness, and positive vibes! ✨️

Cute cute cute!!!! Love it!!