#everyone needs their sunshiney friend

[d-1hater]

Pavitr Appreciation Post!! Because he deserves the whole world

[blakelywintersfield]

I'm so fucking exhausted with it all

[thegettingbyp2]

could you do later seasons spencer x new bau reader but reader is very much sunshiney and ever since prison spencer is more black cat this can be ethier smut or fluff I just like the idea

hope this makes since lol

I Never Used to be Like This

Before you joined the BAU, you had heard so many amazing things about all of the team members, past and present. However, you were most excited about meeting Dr Spencer Reid. From what you had heard, you thought that the two of you were going to quickly become fast friends, you had so much in common you thought that your friendship was an inevitability.

That all was tipped upside down on your first day on the job.

You had made sure that you got to the office early, not wanting to risk being late on your first day, ending up with you being the first one in the office. Soon, the rest of the team began to file in, each and every one of them welcoming you with open arms and making you feel at home instantly. Once you’d been introduced to everyone, you couldn’t help but notice that Spencer hadn’t turned up yet.

‘Spencer’ll be here soon,’ Luke said, handing you a cup of coffee, ‘he’s just had a rough couple of months, he’s not fully back to himself yet but he’ll get there. He’s a great guy though, the two of you will get along like a house on fire!’

Not long after, a tall man walked into the office and you couldn’t stop your breath from hitching in your throat when your eyes laid on him, causing Luke to let out a snot of laughter into his coffee cup. The man had longish brown hair that was just the right side of messy and he had a smattering of stubble littering his lower jaw. Wanting to make a good first impression, you headed over to where he was setting his messenger bag on top of his desk and held your hand out towards him.

‘Hi! I’m (Y/N), I’m new, you must be Spencer,’ you said cheerily, your enthusiasm dimming slightly when he looked down at your outstretched hand and waved at you slightly in return, a tight-lipped smile on his lips.

‘Dr Spencer Reid, nice to meet you,’ he said before turning his back to you and sitting at his desk. Not quite knowing what to do, you let your hand fall limply to your side as you made your way back to your desk and continued to set everything up, trying hard to ignore the embarrassed heat that had rushed into your cheeks.

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You had been a part of the BAU for three weeks now and you were almost completely settled in; the only thing that still set you on edge was Spencer Reid. Ever since your first interaction, the two of you had barely spoken, Spencer always making sure the leave the room as soon as it was only the two of you. You tried not to let it bother you but you couldn’t help but wish you knew what you had done wrong in your first interaction with him.

It was late on a Friday night and you and Spencer were the only two people left in the office, everyone else having decided to leave early to get a head-start on their weekend. You were sitting at your desk, going through the pile on reports you had to get through while Spencer was in the boardroom, studying the evidence board that had been left up. All of a sudden, you heard a loud bang sound on the window. Turning around in your chair, you saw Spencer standing in the middle of the room, surrounded by paper scattered on the floor.

Without thinking, you jumped up and rushed into the boardroom, wanting to check that Spencer was okay.

‘What happened in here?’ you asked, leaning against the doorframe.

‘Nothing,’ Spencer muttered, keeping his back towards you as he bent down to start picking the papers up. You pushed yourself off of the doorframe and moved into the room to help him. ‘I don’t need any help,’ Spencer said, a cold sound to his voice that seemed to push you over the edge.

‘Seriously, Spencer, what have I done to you?!’ you exclaimed, making Spencer finally look at you. ‘Ever since I started here, you’ve seemed to have gone out of your way to make me feel unwelcome, you’ve spoken to me once and that was when I introduced myself. What did I say that pissed you off so much?!’

Spencer was quick to cut your sentence off by pulling you into him and crashing his lips onto yours. His grip was harsh on your hips as he held you against him as his tongue licked into your mouth. Your fingers came up to thread through his hair, a small growl coming from Spencer’s throat when you tugged lightly. Almost as quickly as it began, Spencer roughly shoved you away from him and ran his hands through his hair, watching as your chest moved up and down while you tried to catch your breath.

‘Spencer what’s going on?’

‘I’m not…good anymore,’ he said quietly, almost as if he was struggling to find the right words.

‘What do you mean?’ you asked, moving closer to him and tentatively taking his hand in yours. You watched as Spencer’s shoulders seemed to relax at the feel of your hand in his and he sighed heavily before leading you both over to some of the chairs that were around the table.

‘I never used to be like this. Prison changed me. I used to be this clean-cut, good guy and I just feel that prison kind of squashed that out of me and when I saw you on your first day, I knew that there was no way I could let myself near you because I’d never want to pull myself away and you don’t deserve that. You deserve someone who is good and doesn’t have a criminal record.’ He said the last part of his sentence under his breath, almost as if he didn’t want to admit it for himself.

‘Spencer, I don’t care that you went to prison, why would I? And you definitely don’t have the right to decide if you’re good for me or not, that’s a decision I can make for myself.’

‘You’re right,’ Spencer said heavily, ‘I’m sorry.’

You tried your luck and inched closer to him and pressed a gentle kiss to his cheek, your heart clenching in your chest when you heard his breath catch as you felt him lean into you. ‘Can we start again?’ you asked, your faces inches apart.

‘I’d really like that,’ Spencer whispered in reply.

You smiled at him softly before leaning back and holding your hand out to him. ‘Hi, my name’s (Y/N), I’m new here.’

‘Dr Spencer Reid, it’s really nice to meet you (Y/N),’ he said, smiling at you as he took your hand and shook it.

[bambisnc]

seunghan as hindi songs is a NEED

seunghan as hindi songs!

chogada. seunghan is literal the human incarnate of this song i take no argument tyvm. the softcore + lovecore vibes are just so pure :( i can so see him singing this to you with all the earnestness of the world in his eyes; and imagine him pulling you in mid performance during the dance think that one rapunzel scene :((

next we got ishq wala love~! cutie coded songs for the cutiest bbg ever c'mon,, and the love triangle vibes of the movie... but no because think of him being the soft, sweet childhood friend male lead of the love triangle tm but the thing is : with him you'd also get the lowkey possessive, mysterious, quiet guy AND the sunshiney one..

moving onto a black and white one; pyaar hua ikraar hua. this is THE old timey forbidden, star crossed lovers song ,, the sharing of a single umbrella out in the rain <3 the guy being like "why is your heart afraid of love..?" and the girl answering "its saying that the road to love is difficult and that the final destination is unknown/hidden" (loosely translated) siiiiighs

one of my other fav old songs -> likhe jo khat tujhe. i mentioned in my op : true love hc for riize, seunghan is such a "writes long love letters (w cute self-written poetry,,) on perfumed paper, decorates the envelope with kisses, puts in dried flowers w the letter" kinda bf <3 the lowkey playful (dare i say coy), teasing vibes of the song fit him so well tooooo

also for your consideration, mere sapno ki raani !!! like yess girl (gn) he is the type to chase after your train in a car - probably with sohee's company - and serenade you mid journey yk ?? also the lyrics. the way he describes the female lead. it's seunghan. it's him. and again the vibes of the music really remind me of him

back to like 2018 music,...... hawayein. okay but this song was really popular at my school for the longest time and i swear i thought i'd never wanna listen to it ever again - but i happened to hear it recently and oh my god./// the softness and the yearning which i think is really well captured w the high notes and clinky music :(( the ease and smoothness really make me think of seunghan.. imagine a strangers to lovers/summer fling with him except he totally is the type to get attached and track you down after you've bid what you thought was the last farewell. prob shows up with like a rose at your door while it's raining like ".. hi."

(okay alsox2 -> radha from the same movie ._. LIKE IMAGINE js screaming out songs at the top of ur lungs w him, full on vibing almost like ur drunk and mid way he'd grab your hand and intertwine the fingers with his own uff)

special mentions : ZAALIMA. he's so in love with you and he WILL make it known to people whether they wanna know or not. + apna bana le - the malewife vibes are strong w this one <3 he'd be so down bad that everyone except u and him would know about it fr,,

notes : pushing my good old fashioned lover boy hani agenda fr !! + why do i feel like w each member the posts r getting longer.. + [m.list]

tags : @nicholasluvbot <3

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[wonbin's vers] [eunseok's vers]

[nicooole04]

With Practiced Ease

Midoriya x BlackFem!Reader

Midoriya always loved watching you do your hair. He adored how, with practiced ease, you'd twist and braid the strands in on themselves. It was like magic, he'd first thought. You were so... meticulous in the way you'd form the braids, creating repetitive patterns in your hair.

The first time he saw you braid was your sophomore year at U.A.. You'd just transferred from a school in America and spent the first few days with them locked away in your room. Everyone was concerned, of course, but Midoriya took the first step in checking up on you.

You'd heard a soft knock at your door. You were a little worried to be seen yet, but not too much. You pulled out your favorite bonnet, slipped it on and opened the door.

"Hello?"

Midoriya was a bit surprised by the strange hat you wore, but he didn't pay too much attention to it.

"Uh, (name), I was just checking on you. You just got here, but you've been kind of.. secluded. Are you alright?"

Honestly it surprised you to get a visit. You hadn't been required to attend classes until three days after you'd moved in, to give you time to settle and all. You hadn't seen your classmates, and you weren't even aware they knew who you were either.

Midoriya coming to visit you was something you hadn't expected to say the least.

"Yeah, sorry, I'm okay. I've just been busy moving in, y'know." That wasn't entirely wrong, you had been moving and organizing your stuff for the first day. But now, you were trying to get your first day braids in and they were taking longer than you'd hoped.

Midoriya smiled graciously at you, happy to know that you were doing okay. He was still curious, however.

"Do you need any help moving in?"

Midoriya loved the way your eyes creased when you laughed. Waving his suggestion off, you giggled, "No, no, I think I've got everything down."

Despite your cheerfulness, you still hadn't opened the door any wider, careful not to show anything past your body.

Midoriya knew you were trying to send him off, but seeing you now, he didn't want to leave. You were a mystery to him. An unknown. You'd come from a foreign country to U.A.. No one knew who you were here, no one knew your quirk or your history, hell, they barely knew your name.

Midoriya wanted to be the first to figure you out.

So when you saw his smile falter a little with dejection, you figured it wouldn't hurt to spend some time with him. Plus, you were getting lonely cramped up in your room.

"Actually, I do need help organizing some books and things, if you don't mind." Midoriya's wide puppy eyes smiled at you.

"Of course, I'll help you, (name)."

You were happy to see him in such a good mood, but you were slightly embarrassed for him to see your room.

On the bed, you had bags of hair, some of them already opened and organized. You had a pillow on the floor next to some combs and brushes. Clips and a jar of gel. Your phone had been propped up against the leg of your desk chair with a YouTube video playing aimlessly.

For someone who just moved in, your room was already a mess.

"I'm sorry for the clutter," Midoriya watched as you began moving the stuff on the floor out of the way. He actually didn't mind the mess. Midoriya was admiring your room, really. Your walls were covered in posters of your favorite artists. Pictures of your friends and family littered the spaces in between. On the back of the door was a full body mirror with jewelry hanging from the corners. Your desk was relatively clear except your laptop, a lamp, potted plant and various lip glosses. A rug lay beneath the clutter and, despite the rest of the mess, your bed was made up nicely.

"There, it's a little cleaner," you chuckled nervously as you pointed to a small bookshelf in the corner with two cardboard boxes in front of it. "My books are in there, you can just set them on the shelf and that'll be fine."

Midoriya loved seeing you smile, it filled him with a sunshiney feeling he couldn't describe.

He quickly moved over to the shelf, sitting down on his knees to get a better look. You watched as he began pulling the books out, one by one, and instead of just putting them on the shelves, you watched as he took the time to read the title of each one. Inspecting the books individually. You figured that would distract him for a bit while you finally started on your hair. Midoriya wasn't looking at you, but he'd heard your hums as you slipped your bonnet off, undoing the quick bun you'd put up. You grabbed a brush before pulling the tool through your hair, effectively detangling it.

After you were satisfied, you'd started sectioning off your hair, putting the rest into mini buns to deal with later. You moved almost robotically as you used the rattail comb to make more, tiny boxes of your hair before using the gel to slick the parts.

You'd already pulled a nice section of hair out, so all you had to do was feed it into the braid, bulking up the strand until you could comfortably braid to the end.

It wasn't until you'd done a few more braids that you noticed Midoriya has completely stopped stacking the book away and was now watching you with pure wonder in his eyes.

"Oh, I'm sorry, is this making you uncomfortable?" Back home, you were surrounded by people who knew how to take care of your hair and style it. Your mother used to sit you down in the kitchen with the hot comb on the stove, promising you she wouldn't burn you, but ultimately did a few times. As a kid, your grandmother with plat your hair and style the sections into little twists before wrapping a knocker around the base and adding a barrette to the end. You didn't feel weird or out of place at home doing your own hair.

But here, you weren't sure if people would be feel uncomfortable. To be frank, you were feeling insecure.

"I can wait until later to finish, I don't want to make you-"

"No, no, you don't have to stop. I've just never seen someone do their hair like that," Midoriya was entranced. Living in Japan his whole life, he was used to seeing the same hairstyles. Same colors, same textures. There wasn't much variety. But seeing the way you combined the hair from the bag into your own to create something so beautiful, he wanted you to keep going.

"Really? You're not...weirded out?" Midoriya shook his head. He'd abandoned his shelf stacking job and was completely committed to watching you.

Whenever you did something, he'd ask what you were doing and how. You explained to him what box braids were, how to section them off and showed him up close how to braid. You explained your hair texture to him and he asked how you take care of it so you told him that too.

You and Midoriya spent hours together, eventually moving onto other topics. You told him about your hometown and your family, the foods you ate, the holidays you celebrated. You told him about your school and your quirk and why you'd decided to move to Japan at all.

Midoriya listened intently to every word you spoke, making a mental note of every fact you gave him. He loved hearing you talk, hearing you laugh.

He still does, to this day. Even after you'd both graduated from U.A. and we in the early years of your heroic careers, Midoriya was still memorized with you and your hair.

He watched from your bed as your hands moved down the braid. You were focused, a strand of curly hair still connected to the braid hanging between your lips as you continued braiding, your eyes trained on the video on the TV. You were multitasking in such a beautiful way. He adored you. You the same, given he was your first, real friend in Japan. He was the first person to make you feel comfortable in such a new place. You were forever grateful for him.

So Midoriya watched as you, with practiced ease, braided your hair.

A sight he could never get tired of seeing.

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I hope you guys enjoy this, I'm trying to get back into writing and I'm thinking of starting small with fluffy little one-shots.

Let me know what you think!!

[panelshowsource]

i did a speedrun through backstage with katherine ryan today (i added it to drive!! i'll try to get better rips soon) — and what an interesting concept! personally i never get tired of the half-scripted reality thang à la meet the richardsons, and one of my favourite things ever is comics just...hanging out... the natural bantz are the best! so her bringing these people all together and seeing/hearing a little of their processes backstage, and them just generally catching up and hyping up each other's work, was super sweet! take a shot every time someone went "you smashed it mate" awww overall cute show!

random thoughts while watching

jimmy and katherine's friendship is really sweet and probably always will be, and it's sweet how much all the other comics seem to really admire him (everyone always being like "jimmy you're so lovely irl and i bet you don't even want people to know!! but i know how lovely you are!! you can fool them but you can't fool me haha!!" even tho no one is being fooled we literally all know how nice jimmy is)

the way they used those insert shots of frankie boyle going down on a croissant... i should not have found that as funny as i did

judi and ivo are fucking hilarious together and remind me a lot of alan and romesh — unhinged + hanging-on-by-a-thread is an amazing combo. she really brings out a sunshiney side of him

katherine refusing to properly roast sara and jo <3

geoff norcott being like "i've been at a gay club with tom allen and he's a top" like no other context whatsoever?? like?? wtf is the story there, right-wing lowkey douche with tom at the club????? i need to hear more about this

michelle de swarte most beautiful woman alive......... i remember watching the duchess wanting katherine to end up with her lol

rosie jones is SUUUCH A MENACE LMAOOO and the fact she uses her free time trying to get her friends cancelled by pretending they pushed her down LMAOOO (as nish said, "[cackle] one of the worst human beings who has ever lived") she is HYSTERICAL

over the past five years i have seen joel dommett lactate more than i have seen my own parents

watching katherine, jimmy, sue perkins, nish, and judi together made me think...like...fuck...this would have been an amazing taskmaster lineup fr. they are all such ridiculous humans

rosie hitting on sue is so valid

JIMMY JUST GETTING HIS FEET OUT?? ("jimmy this is gonna go STRAIGHT on wikifeet!" nish PLEASE) and honestly judi kinda flirting with jimmy "you are so trim" "you are so strong" "you have nice feet" ?? lmfao judi girl ur killing me

[lesbianandstressing]

Travic and any of these from the angst prompts: 1, 2, 3, 6, 7, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20

A/N: I decided to do 6: “I think I’m broken.” For context, this takes place a little while after the bunk scene in 7x06.

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“I think I’m broken.”

It’s a quiet murmur from Vic as they lay in the bunk together.

“Hey, no.” Travis protests immediately.

“I am, Travis. I’m broken and I-.”

“Hey, stop.” His hand comes to cup her cheek once again.

“Look…These past few years have been really, really rough for you. And you’re right, you have taken care of everyone, long before you ever became a firefighter. Vic, that is bound to take a toll on anyone. Especially after keeping it in for so so long.

But at your core? You are still that sunshiney, bright girl who has the biggest heart. You wear it on your sleeve and you will always be my favorite person. I will always take care of you. The good…the bad…everything. I will always be there, ok? Always.”

Travis’ monologue makes Vic sob once again. She crashes into him so hard he nearly falls off the bed with a strangled yelp. “Thank you, Trav. And you know the same goes for you, right?”

Travis nods into her hair. “I know, Vic. I know.”

Snuggled up with her best friend is exactly where Vic needs to be.

Dialogue prompts

[actualbird]

i've been really curious to ask you about what's your opinion or idea about luke's sudden behavior change or Raven'? do you think it's just a facade he puts on to bear with his unique type of work or there's something more to it? (also i apologize if you've answered this before)

oh i adore this question!! i think i answered something similar to it but it was like way waaaaaaaayy back, so no worries, i cant even remember my response before...

anyhoo, i personally think Raven mode is a mix of:

something he had to create and don to get through the NSB and his work there

a completely real facet of himself and an inextricable part of who he is

some dissociation here and there

1 is easiest to explain because in a way, it's how i see Raven starting in the first place.

everybody has different sides to themselves, with some sides being specifically created for specific environments or to interact with certain people. like, how i act and behave at work is definitely different from how i act and behave online and it's also different from how i act and behave with friends or family. all still me, just a me thats more suited for a specific thing. i think thats how the Raven persona started out, another side of himself that luke created for a specific purpose, but under Much more extreme and intense circumstances.

Raven is luke's worksona, but his work regularly sees combat, danger, conflict, high stakes, life-or-death scenarios, and more. the previous sides of luke that he had were just not gonna cut it in this kind of environment. additionally, it was mentioned in SSR Peaceful Place that luke was younger than most trainees at the NSB, and i think that added to luke's need to construct and grow a side of himself that could weather all this. one that was the opposite of the kind bushy-tailed boy-next-door type he usually was. something stronger, colder, and more intimidating that could help him prove himself, help him keep up with everybody else, and then allow him go further and surpass everyone completely.

now 2 is where things get more speculative. i dont think Raven is a facade because i dont think it's fake.

i think it's real and part of who he is, and the biggest reason i think this is because of his route in the lost gold event

(.....take a shot every time i bring up lost gold on this blog kjhvHSVKDFHVDS)

im talking about luke's worry throughout his entire lost gold route about mc seeing how he gets when hes in Raven mode. how he sent her away so that she wouldnt see him threatening that dude, how he looked so regretful when she finally did witness Raven in action, how he was so worried and emphasized how he wants to be the type of luke that she likes when hes around her, not this side of himself thats cruel and cold and ruthless.

point is, through all of that, he was scared.

if it was a facade, just a fake mask, i dont think his anxiety over the whole thing wouldve been as pronounced. he couldve just said "hey im going to intimidate this guy", which he might still think would be worrying or upsetting to see, but it wouldnt be the end of the world. but his route didnt play out like that. this recurring anxiety over mc seeing an darker side of him (and the resulting resolution of mc still accepting and loving him in spite of that dark side) works best under the assumption that this dark side is him. a different part, yes, but still wholly and completely a true facet of luke pearce.

and it would make sense for Raven to be real. even if luke is a very warm and sunshiney person, he's also a person who has now experienced a lot of horrifying things. i wouldnt say hes jaded, but it would be a natural reaction to seeing the darkness of the world to also grow cynicism and skepticism from whence Raven can draw from. additionally, while Raven is primarily a soldier, the intent behind him is still ultimately a desire to protect people, and luke has a LOT of protective urges inside of him. the bedrock is there, it just needed extreme circumstances to be 'dressed up', so to speak, into the cold Raven persona we see in canon.

plus, the Raven side of him being a real part of him is....simply more interesting to me. luke is somebody who has a very strong devotion to people and the causes he believes in, but his methods to serve those things can go into grey areas because of the ferocity and cruelness that Raven is capable of. but luke is also somebody who has such a big existential worry and desire to Be Good, and him having a Real part of him that many would designate as Bad makes for a more interesting kind of internal conflict.

and internal conflict is also something important to Raven, because of...

the last bit, 3, how i like to think that the Raven mode has some flavors of dissociation (heads up, this is now past speculation and more well into the realm of headcanon HAHA)

dissociation is when somebody feels disconnected from what they are experiencing, thinking, or feeling and/or feeling disconnected from the environment or reality around them, and repeated/regular experiences of this to an unhealthy degree can be caused by traumatic incidents and...

those definitions are VERY MUCH SIMPLIFIED AND THE TIP OF THE ICEBERG, and if you'd like to know more i highly recommend you read up more on it yourself!

...and luke has definitely been through Quite a lot of trauma. parents dying when he was a child + getting himself caught up in cutthroat government organization when he was just a teenager + the disastrous mission that killed everybody but him and definitely left him with survivor's guilt + his illness = thats a lot of trauma! three out of those four i mentioned happening during his NSB days in particular, happening while the Raven side was most likely being created.

when a person is constantly going through stressful and traumatic stuff like that, theres a possibility that they can dissociate. mentally disconnecting from the thing that is causing the distress, after all, feels safer. and Raven is a much stronger and powerful side of luke that exists that luke can reach for and become when things get Too Much.

i dont think luke is dissociating Every Time he goes Raven mode, but again, it's really interesting to think about actually happening (whether in already-happened canon moments or in future possibilities). it'd add more messiness and stakes to his internal conflict of wanting to be good but having a part of him thats 'bad', that sometimes the good sides of him cannot cope or handle certain situations, causing a disconnected feeling and once hes more back into his brain he'll realize that he just went on a chillingly effective rampage or something. it's also interesting to think about in terms of how shifts back from Raven mode, where maybe after particularly high stakes missions he just....hasnt shaken off the adrenaline yet. he still doesnt feel safe, it doesnt feel like the job is done, his demeanor is still silent and cold and serious, bracing for another attack or danger, and the side of him that logically knows that there is no more danger simply feels too far away right now for him to immediately decompress. luke's fear of this part of himself would pack more punch if there was an aspect of it that he cant particularly control just yet.

so yeah, those r my thoughts! thank you for the ask! :D

[azlan-snow]

Broadcast Husbands

Chapter Six: A New Guest

(Told from Alastor’s POV)

When Husker appeared at the door, it was something highly unexpected from everyone else except for me and Vox. Charlotte was shocked at the somewhat shorter demon appearing and instantly cursing. It was hilarious in my opinion. She looked at him in such confusion before looking back at us. “Do I let him in?”

“Yes, darling. He’s a friend. His name is-”

“I can introduce myself, ya prick.” Husk looks down at her and smiles half-heartedly. “The name’s Husk, princess.” He offers his hand for Charlie to shake, but gets a large hug from the girl instead. “The fuck? Let go of me, woman!”

“Relax, Husker. She’s not going to hurt you. I don’t think she’s capable.” As the sentence ends, Charlie throws a pitchfork at me, and I narrowly dodge it.

“Don’t underestimate me, Al. I am nice and sunshiney, but I can be bad and demonic if need be. Thankfully, that’s your job if we’re ever attacked.” As Charlie’s demonic form settles in, we can see she’s now as tall as us, and much, much stronger.

“Understood, Princess.”

“Excellent.” She turned to Husker and smiled again. “Nice to meet you, Husk. I’m guessing you are here because of him?”

“Yep. Fucker owns my soul, unfortunately.”

“Unfortunately? My, it’s been nothing but joy for me,” I say, smiling in spite of Husker’s frown.

“Yeah. Unfortunately. You’re a terrible person, Al. You go in here and pretend to be all chummy, huh?”

“I’d watch my tone if I were you, Husker,” My static coming through thick as I say his name. 

“Jeez, man. Relax.” he looked at me, and looked back at the princess.

“I’m here to help. Not like I have a choice.”

“Husker here is going to be our bartender!”

“A bar?”

“Indeed. But, he is also going to participate in the rehabilitation process.”

“Al, it has to be of their own choice. It won’t work if they’re forced.”

“I am willing to participate, Princess.”

“Please, Husk. Call me Charlie.”

“Okay, Charlie. Where can I put my stuff?”

“Of course! I’ll get you a room key.” Charlie turns to me, and asks me a question. “Did you rearrange the rooms?”

“Slightly. Everyone needs to tell me how they would like their room so I can create it.”

“What did you do for your’s and Vox’s?

“I haven’t decided. I need to ask my husband, wherever he disappeared to.”

“I think he went to your room. He was pretty mad at how the meeting went.”

“Do tell.”

“Well, meeting with Adam and his lieutenant, Lute, was miserable. They kept making fun of us and then moved the extermination up. It’s now six months away.”

“SIX MONTHS! Why did he do that?!” Vaggie rushed to her girlfriend, I’m assuming, and hugged her tightly. “It'll be okay.” She looked and released her and Charlie began bawling tears. From what I can tell, she’s sad about the extermination, but I don’t know if that’s all. I’ll have to ask Vox. Anyways, the moth-looking girl took Charlie to their room and the lanky one went and bugged Husker as he took him to his room. Niffty began her cleaning and killing little bugs with her knife, much to her enjoyment.  I retreat to my shared chambers and see Vox, sitting on the bed, dormant. “Vox.” He doesn’t budge at the sound of my voice. He’s not asleep since his screen is on, which means he can hear me. “Vox,” I say again, and this time, he flinches and looks at me, confused, but attentive.

[onsunnyside]

Ngl,

I always got the feeling Mace never got laid enough and that’s one of the reasons he was so moody (also the fact he was RIGHT about the change of course being a bad idea and EVERYONE fucking ignored him). Methinks maybe the Icarus II crew decides to take matters into their own hands and either do a bit of fluffy matchmaking between Mace and the sunshiney optimist reader or maybe Y/N confronts him about his mean behaviour and he shows her how ‘mean’ he can really be… and suddenly Mace is walking around like the cat that got the cream and Y/N is… well, the cream.

he was very right 🫡 he deserved better 🫡🫡

🌟 𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐃𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

this !! this is the sunshine romance i want 😫 moody grump!Mace picks fights with everyone, physically fights with Capa and throws a damn fit when someone disagrees with him. the whole crew find it very irritating and even considers quarantining him just to have some calm, but then they notice how he's quiet, relaxed, bearable, and maybe even a little happy when you're around (which isn't that often bc you're usually in the lab, messing with equations or helping Cora with the garden). and ofc, for the sanity of the team, they play match-maker 🫢 let's combine those ideas:

"Y'know... you could be nicer to Capa, he's a good guy."

Mace finished the last of his dinner, gathering your plate and walking to the sink.

"You're a good guy too," You add, fearful you might have overstepped already. You liked Mace a lot, enough that you get butterflies whenever he's around. "I know it seems lonely and different out here, but we only have each other."

"I know, I know." He exhales, muscles tense under his shirt, "I think I'm just really frustrated."

"Um, I'm sure you could get some private time in the gym and work out all that tension."

Mace snorts, turning around and leaning on the counter. His built arms cross over his chest and his sleeve strains over his bicep, exposing a peek of his tattoo. "The kind of frustration I have can't be relieved alone."

It takes a few moments for you to understand, and when you do, your eyes widen. "Oh! That's—That's, um..." Heat washes over your body, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have—"

"You do that a lot."

Gnawing on your lip, you twiddle your fingers. "Do what?"

"Apologize when you shouldn't." Mace returns to the table, this time right next to you instead of across. "You're the softest out of all of us. The optimist, the caregiver, the friend, whenever one of us needs someone to lean on or vent to, you're there."

He hesitantly reaches out, grasping your chin to turn you to face him. You look so nervous, like a sudden noise could send you into hiding. Soft, yeah, you're really soft.

"You must be so tired, huh? Taking care of everyone else and forgetting about yourself." His thumb gently tugs your bottom lip, releasing it from between your teeth, "I could take care of you, sunshine. You just gotta say the word."

uhm... sweet daddy!mace anyone ?? 😪😪 he'd be so protective over you, he'd make sure you're eating and staying hydrated, getting lots of sleep and staying away from work on particularly tough days bc you get overwhelmed sometimes 🥺 space was isolating and lonely and you had a mission to complete. it felt like the pressure was never-ending, but Mace is always there to take the weight off your shoulders, make you forget about all those worries and just breathe 🥺🥺

[ranisivani]

fairy tail rarepair headcannons

gratsu: so much CHEMISTRY. fighting as flirting. smirking so much their faces hurt. lots of pda. BEAUTIFUL.

navia: origin story would be great. juvia getting over gray and moving on to natsu but healthy crush not obsession! she learnt what she did wrong with gray and is going to actually try to get natsu to go out with her. cue obviously in love juvia and oblivious natsu. 

jerza: slow burn childhood friends to lovers. classic trope of 'he is the only one who can make her feel emotions'. fantastic.

stingue: opposites attracting. dark rain cloud and sunshiney rainbow. emotionally mature.

lolu: loke is a playboy but lucy has captured his heart. cue loke trying to win over lucy with romantic gestures. she always blushes but refuses to admit that it works. they start dating, everyone in the guild teases lucy about dating her contractually bound spirit. they call her kinky, and she hates it.

chendy: gals being pals. they are best friends with crushes on each other. they don't confess because they're scared they'll be rejected. but chelia works up the nerve to tell wendy, and they start dating immediately. they hold hands all the time. wendy takes the first step to kiss chelia on the cheek. they are adorable and in love and it's great.

lygray: okay i LOVE their brotherly relationship like so much BUT I can totally see them as exes. like at some point in the past, when they're both not in the best headspace and in need of companionship, gray was like "what if we sort of dated? shut up, I don't mean that I like you or anything but why don't we try out a more intimate relationship that what we have now?" for weeks, he had been feeling lonely, and when he saw couples in public, he felt jealous that they had someone they were so close to. so he takes a while but finally asks lyon if he wants to do something like that (while blushing so much, he looks like he's on fire) lyon had the exact same feeling of loneliness and they're definitely each other's last resorts, but after all the blushing and humiliation, lyon begrudgingly agrees. also they can both admit that the other is decent looking. they're not exactly dating? more like they're just closer than they used to be. like they'll hold hands sometimes (in private, they're way too embarrassed to do anything in public) and they start sleeping in the same bed either after one of them has a bad nightmare, or if one of them felt really lonely and depressed sleeping in an empty bed and wanted someone there. they don't really want to kiss each other but they figure that since everything else felt nice, maybe kissing would too. they also really wanted to be close with each other and this seemed like the natural next step in their situation. so they try to kiss but it doesn't work cause it feels too weird kissing someone who used to be like a brother to you. because of that, they break up and decide to stay brothers cause they just work better like that. but they really enjoyed how close they were (that's why they stayed together in the first place) so they just continue those tendencies and it becomes second nature. like when they hang out, even if their friends are there, they'll just instinctively hold hands without even noticing. and when lyon and gray are travelling together or sleeping in the same room, they'll just sleep in the same bed without saying anything. sometimes, lyon will lightheartedly tease gray about it, “remember that time you asked me out?” gray always gets really blushy and embarrassed. “it’s not like it was just me, you’re the one who agreed!” and one day, after a hard-earned battle, they’re both pretty roughed up and hurt but lyon is way more hurt than gray. lyon is resting on a bed and gray’s sitting next to lyon cause he’s worried about him. lyon croaks out “remember when you thought it was a good idea for us to date?” gray just smiles and says “yeah, i remember” cause he’s glad lyon feels well enough to joke. lyon isn’t looking at him when he says “you were right. it was a good idea.” gray glances at lyon and sees the small smile on his face and says “yeah, it really was.”

[claudiyerrr]

i saw you were taking crp matchups and I JUMPED at the opportunity! your writing is GORJUS!

ALRIGHTY THEN!! here’s some stuff about me! sorry if I write too much i have a bad tendency to ramble oopsies..!

im a 4’9 cis girl with golden brown hair, dark blue eyes, freckles, button nose and a septum piercing. my body is mid-size with a bit of tummy— just squishy!! :3

my personality is very outgoing, silly, kind, extroverted, and a bit loud. i have been told I’m very “sunshiney” and cute, and i have a very high pitched voice for someone my age. im extremely extroverted and try to talk to as many people as i can!! i love making friends and being friendly to those around me. i can also be described as “weird” but I really don’t mind cuz everyone’s a bit weird! as i said a bit ago, i ramble a ton and I actually make friends that way just by talking non stop heheheh. i have adhd and suspected autism :P !

my hobbies are: baking, singing, collecting cute things, shopping, drawing, writing songs, gaming, and making jokes!! im very involved in theatre classes cuz im a whimsical little fellow and most of my roles are comedic! my favorite thing to bake is cakes and I make homemade frosting! (secret recipe hehe) i also am a hopeless romantic and enjoy romance mangas with cute fluffy storylines! did I mention i love cute things??

likes: bunnies, DESSERTS, SWEET STUFF, anything cream-filled, parties, cats, jumping spiders, horror movies, forensics, and PINK!!!

dislikes: spicy or bitter foods, hateful people who are just mean to be mean, bigoted folks, my town 😞, caterpillars, things with WAY too many legs, big empty rooms.

EEEEKKK thank u sm for the opportunity to send this in it’s totally long but I hope i added the right information GRAHHH!!! im super excited to see what u come up with :3

i have a male preference as i am heteroflexible! HAVE A TOTALLY GOOD DAY!! <333

Omgosh firstly thank you so much! Also, neurodivergent forensic science besties?! Anyways, I hope you like it!!

Your matchup is. . . Ticci Toby!

While hanging out at a mall one Friday night, security comes over to your friend group and informs you that the mall’s closing up and you need to leave.

Not even realizing the time, you huff in a bit of annoyance because of how much fun you were having there and reluctantly leave with your friends. Once you’re back outside, the friend who drove you all there leads you back to their car.

You guys talk about your favorite purchases and other stores you wish you had the time to hit before getting kicked out for the night, but soon enough you grow a little carsick and decide to watch the horizon outside the car.

Rolling down the window, you rest your cheek in your hand tiredly and stare out into the foggy woods boredly until you spot a flash of orange. A lanky boy with brown hair poking his head out from behind a pine tree waves and you gasp in surprise.

Turning back to look at your friends, you interrupt them frantically, pointing out the window to where you saw the boy, only to see nothing. “You guys seriously didn’t see him?!”

They look at each other in confusion before shaking their heads much to your disappointment. You doze off trying to figure out what the guy was doing out there, after all, he seemed pretty young and didn’t have a hunting rifle or anything in his hands.

“[Y/N], you in or what?” one of your friends snaps you out of your thoughts as you hold your gaze on the dense woods as the car continues driving. “Sure, I’m down,” you answer, not knowing what you were now in on, but not really caring either way.

Pulling up to their house, everyone starts to get out and you take your shopping bags before getting out as well. “So, a sleepover?” you find yourself looking all around into the distant darkness with a small lip bite as your friend group stands beside the car under the streetlamp. After a few “yeahs” you all head inside and decide to sleep in their large living room.

Some of your friends set up snacks for a movie while others get pillows and blankets from unoccupied rooms. You try to help out and pitch in, but everyone seems to have things under control and just asks you to pick out a horror movie.

Slumping down on the couch nonchalantly, you scroll through a few movies before hearing a knock at the living room window and shuddering in response. Looking outside, you see the same brunet boy with orange goggles and do a double take as he points to the TV.

Looking back at the screen, you select the horror movie he was gesturing at as he nods excitedly, you return his excitement by mouthing a “thank you” and smiling, although a bit shaken up that he followed you to your friend’s place. He seems harmless, but you contemplate telling your friend at some point that night even if it annoys them.

As the rest of your friends file into the room, you greet them before looking back at the window and seeing that he’s not there anymore. You didn’t know why, but you almost felt upset that he left. After the movie, everyone starts falling asleep and before you know it, you’re the only one awake.

Deciding to bring some of the dishes to the sink for your friend, seeing as they’re sleeping, you hum to yourself softly before hearing another series of light knocks, this time from the window on the far side of the kitchen

Going over to it skeptically, you open it to be met with bright eyes behind those same orange goggles. “H-Hi, I’m Toby…”

You stick your head out the window and reach to shake his gloved hand, “The name’s [Y/N], nice to meet you Toby.”

He hesitates but shakes your hand with a twitch and from there, you two talk for a while, just getting to know each other until you see the sun start to come up.

He lets you go so you can catch some zs and waves goodbye, saying that he’ll see you around with a little wink. You wink back with a small blush; He seems cute.

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Random headcanons:

- He found your house when your friend drove you home the next day, but you didn’t know until a week later when he showed up at your back door with a wave.

- You guys don’t take long before confessing; Maybe a month or two of being friends. You both grab each other’s hands, beaming with blushy faces while talking about how it was love at first sight.

- If you ever have plays for your theater classes, he’ll drag Hoodie along to record it for you so he can watch the whole time. Toby definitely cheers the loudest out of the entire crowd at the end, even throwing a bouquet of flowers that he hand-picked from the forest up onto the stage for you to catch!

- You’d both love gaming together in your free time and I can see him convincing you to play Work at a Pizza Place with him on Roblox. Let’s just say this kleptomaniac likes to burn innocent kids in the pizza ovens 💀

- I feel like you’d both cuddle facing each other and he’d enjoy playing with your hair and connect the dots (your freckles) with his fingertip. He might squish your belly or chubby areas, but it’s not in a teasing way! He just loves every inch of you.

- After the first time you surprise him with a cake, Toby would love it so much that he’d ask to help you out the next time you bake. He tries so hard but 100% screws up in tiny ways, which makes him get all shy and cute. You refuse to tell him the frosting’s secret recipe while the cake’s cooling, so he’ll wait right outside the kitchen against the wall so you guys can still talk as you finish up the cake.

- He’d enjoy reading romance mangas with you and you both squeal and kick your feet over the cutesie moments in them together.

- He’ll pick you up cute trinkets from any missions he goes on. They’ll probably have blood on them but he tries to remember to wipe it off before giving them to you.

- If you need someone to look over the lyrics of a song you write or listen to you sing it, Toby is not your best bet if you’re looking for brutally honest constructive criticism. It’s not that he’s dishonest, he just thinks the songs are perfect because you wrote them.

- His kisses are really soft and he likes to kiss all over your face especially. He tries to only use the unscarred side of his lips to peck you despite you not being grossed out about it. Toby’s just trying to be polite to his first girl.

- You guys definitely have deep moments and crying sessions after you find out he’s a killer and he relates to your strong dislike of bigots and hostile people in general.

- He may or may not try to show you caterpillars he finds in hopes of getting you over your fears. If it backfires and you freak out though, he’ll gently put it back and hug you while apologizing profusely.

- Toby absolutely adores the height difference between you guys because you’re only up to the middle of his chest when you two hug!!

[jaywings]

OC askmeme: 7, 11, 14, 21, 25, 30, 32, 39, 49? (Oh gosh that's a lot I'm sorry)

Did you guys know I've got OCs? I got OCs

7. Are your OCs part of any story or stories?

Yes! I do have a scattering of OCs that aren't part of a major story I'm working on, but for the most part my OCs are part of a handful of stories I've got. Particularly these two guys at the moment!

11. Is there any OC of yours you could describe as a “sunshine”?

I was trying to think about this and honestly I can't think of anyone, really. Clearly I need happier characters?? I'll have to work on that and see if I can find a place for a sunshiney character.

14. Introduce an OC with a tragic backstory

Both of these kids have tragic backstories (it comes with being a vampire), but I'll introduce Vincent there on the right. If you've read Dracula then you know that he comes to England on board a ship and, over the course of the voyage, he kills the entire crew. Vincent's story was a few years after that time, but not many. He boarded a boat along with his older brother to come to America but he never made it alive. Unbeknownst to everyone, there was a vampire hiding on board...

When other passengers saw the strange bite marks on him, they bound his hands and feet and threw him overboard to prevent others from being infected. The ship sailed on without him. His brother started a life in his new country; he found a job, married, and had kids of his own, always trying to forget what had happened to his sibling.

Vincent did make it to shore, eventually, but he was already dead. Or rather, Un-dead.

21. Your most artistic OC

That might be Mollie Hawkins (aged 13). She illustrates her own entries in her field journals about the fantastical creatures she comes across or rescues.

25. The OC that resembles you the most (same hobby, height, shared like/dislike for something etc?)

Ilich, the third kid in my vampire trio, was created in middle school to be a lot like me. Shy, few friends, loves animals, loves to read, etc. I've ended up struggling a lot over the years to make her more interesting.

30. Which one of your OCs would most likely have a secret stuffed animal collection?

Terry, probably. He'd find them comforting and huggable when he doesn't want touch from anyone else.

32. Which one of your OCs would be the most suitable horror game protagonist and why?

Ethel Sullivan is the closest I have, I think. She can communicate with ghosts, but sometimes it's very taxing and leaves white streaks in her hair. She gave up on trying to get ghosts to leave her alone and now helps them move on, or figures out how to defeat them if they're dangerous.

39. Introduce any character you want

Some of my OCs are from dreams I've had. Though unnamed in the original dream, Morra is a short, motherly creature living in a cursed house. She's aligned with the earth element and loves cleaning, collecting colorful gemstones, and griping about fairies.

49. Which one of your OCs would most likely enjoy memes

Vue, the "cat." If a meme is clever, he'd love it.

[degrassians]

bossyplanets:

ARIES outward: snarky, charismatic, exuding an aura of confidence mixed with superiority, ambitious and willing to do whatever they can to achieve their goals, assertive, impatient, strong physical energies  inward: wildly intelligent, existential, well-intentioned and seeking to self-improve, thoughtful, loyal, frustrated and overly critical of themselves, desiring control 

TAURUS outward: stubborn, hardworking, super cute, patient, very committed and focused to whatever they’re doing at the moment, great listeners inward: always excited about relaxation and downtime, those people who wake up in the morning and are already looking forward to climbing back into bed, hopeless romantics, fearful of change, emotional, analytical

GEMINI outward: talkative, blurs of motion, excitable, lovers of debate and low-key always looking for a friendly fight, adventurous, internalizes stress to the point where it becomes physical illness, curious, expressive, fun-loving, adaptable and able to get along with many different types of people inward: talks to themselves in the shower and goes over possible argument positions just in case someone tries to start shit. excellent writers, philosophical, thoughtful, always seeking stimulation and fulfillment, conflicted in their own thoughts, can often feel isolated within themselves and misunderstood 

CANCER: outward: heart-on-sleeve type of people, extremely supportive, excellent maternal instincts- the “mom” at all the parties who takes care of too-drunk friends, always looking to help others, easily teary, communicative, kind, thoughtful and excellent gift givers inward: creative, sensitive, spiritually and karmically mature, understanding of their need to feel things fully, meditative, lovers of quiet and alone time, always seeking understanding from other people and genuinely deep connections

LEO:  outward: loud, bright and sunshiney, natural leaders, energetic, affectionate, extremely generous, proud, protective over and loyal to others, dramatic, flirty, demanding and resilient with a visibly strong spirit, able to naturally attract people, queen bees inward: interested in making life better for themselves and for others, always trying to look at things positively, idealistic, highly emotional, perfectionists, constantly nursing their tender egos, constantly trying to fully understand themselves, relying on gut instinct

VIRGO outward: skeptical and critical of the world around them, organized, clean, cautious, practical, hard-workers, naturally intelligent, visible perfectionists, fascinating people to talk to, dedicated, detail-oriented, looking for simple pleasures in life inward: realistic, highly critical of themselves, able to remember a great deal of information easily, passionate about particular things that they love, can often feel a heavy self-imposed pressure to succeed, focused on the moment, prideful in the quality of their work 

LIBRA outward: flirty, people-pleasers, outgoing, charming and eloquent communicators, love to be shown affection, argument mediators, reasonable, graceful, those people who look like they never have an off day, dedicated to their appearances inward: indecisive, understanding of others and very capable of understanding many different perspectives, calm, naturally inclined towards contentedness- and determined to find contentedness even when their situations seem shitty, hopeless romantics, creative 

SCORPIO outward: intimidating, magnetic, overtly sexual, hard to approach for many people but everyone wants to approach them anyway, impossible to ignore, often effortlessly the center of attention, masterful in their chosen disciplines, influential inward: controlled by their emotions, constantly questioning themselves, seeking approval from others, can often be self-destructive, obsessive, determined, self-interested, sensitive, fighting spirit

SAGITTARIUS outward: popular, jovial, spontaneous, effortlessly good with people and attractive to others, competitive, relentless with whatever they set their minds to, always on the go, notorious show-offs,  feeling as though the world is their oyster and ready to work hard to find what it has to offer inward: strong sense of self, unafraid of new things and taking risks, optimistic, independent, always thinking about the big picture, always craving understanding of themselves and the world, strong gut feelings

CAPRICORN outward: hardworking and ambitious, down-to-earth, aloof exterior, mysterious, mature, always appearing in control, consistent, guarded, very responsible with a clear idea of what they’re meant to be doing at any moment, practical and methodical, self-sufficient, extremely capable inward: traditional, level-headed, patient, realistic, excellent judges of character who rely on gut instinct to tell them who to trust, resilient, strong, courageous, with good humor and a genuine interest in others lying at their core beings

AQUARIUS outward: very friendly and open, unique, independent, often seen as true individuals, original, creative, spirited and energetic, inspirational, with a universally accepting attitude towards all people, and a detached/thoughtful way of looking at the world inward: sensitive, caring, opinionated to the point of stubbornness, open-minded, unwilling to let go once they commit to something, curious, always thinking and considering all possibilities, clever, capable of personal transformation 

PISCES outward: very mature, compassionate, loving, sensitive to the energies around them, instinctive with other people’s emotions, thoughtful with conversation and advice, receptive, gentle, always appearing as an older wiser soul despite actual age inward: daydreamers, extremely reliant on gut instinct and uncanny abilities for prediction, idealistic, emotional, very intelligent, interested in culture, hypersensitive and will often absorb negative energy, observant to the point of feeling isolated or disconnected

how sign traits manifest, when energies are focused outward vs. inward

[dragons-and-yellow-roses]

God I need therapy

[chermanji]

children of paradise

A/n: Flustering robin buckley bc yes. (This turned out way longer than I expected so… enjoy? Also first ST post wohoo)

CW: pervert Robin! She’s a lil freak lmao, peeping down shirts n up skirts, no actual nsfw, WLW, feminine reader, Robin being socially awkward, not proofread

She pretends like she has the cool and makes some nonsensical greeting when she hears the bell on the door, but it dies in her throat when she sees you, you the girl from her AP lit class. How you come into family video, dressed up in a too short plaid skirt that she’s sure will flash your panties if you bend over too much and a pretty lacy top that has her eyeing your exposed neckline.

You’re way too bright is the first thing she notices. Pretty golden bangles on your forearms that jingle with each step. And the step of your legs has her unabashedly drooling over the long expanse of skin, down to your strappy summer platforms. You’re like something out of a movie, a real valley girl. Both her and Steve stop their idle chit chat to oogle at you, and Robin almost makes a joke about flies getting into Steve's mouth, but she's no better. How has she never noticed you before?

Maybe she has, she just hasn’t noticed how drop dead gorgeous you are with how chaotic everything’s been. But maybe she should’ve because you stroll in with sunshiney, “hey Robin,” and you tip your head to her friend,

“Harrington.”

Before she can even open her mouth, Steve is acting like his usual desperate self. Flashing you a self-righteous smolder and saying, “welcome in! What can I do for you?” He's practically drooling over the counter like a dog, and Robin watches in uncontained horror as you smile up way too sweetly at Steve.

Usually Robin would gag at the way her co-worker pines for women’s attention, but this time she gets it. And honestly, she wishes she could shove him into the office in the back and lock him there. Yank his stupid up-do away from your beautiful face and kick his lanky body under Keith's desk.

But to everyone’s surprise (and Robin’s delight) you completely dismiss Steve ‘The Hair’ Harrington, who’s dumbfounded at how he is completely missing another chance to score a sweetheart like you. You instead want her to help you, bypassing the boy and folding your arms across the counter where she sits on her stool.

Robin is straightening her back in some odd attempt to appear more formal. Well as formal as she can in her dark forest green Family Video vest and button-up. You ask her for a movie recommendation, some vague comment about needing a tape for a girls night - and she’s fumbling. The funny quips dying on her tongue once you get up to the counter.

She’s so used to watching Steve mooch his way with the ladies that she thought she might’ve picked up a thing or two, but once you drew a pretty manicured nail across the candy rack and give her a smile - she’s melting. It’s not her fault though! You’re so gorgeous it’s unreal, a babe as Steve liked to put it. And you push your glossy lips into a pretty curved pout for her as you ask,

“What’s your favorite movie?”

Oh how she blushes carmine red, freckled smattering turning tanner on her cheeks as her baby blue’s widen at your tone. She’s rambling and bleeting like a sheep, and fuck you’re wearing that low cut top and she can see your tits pressed up in the fabric. Is your bra really pink? She wants to smack her forehead on the counter, stuttering out like a moron.

You twirl strands of your hair around your finger, leaning up against the counter as you listen to her flush and ramble. You don’t mock her like she thought you would, but instead listen intently to her forceful retelling of Children of Paradise. Mhmming and oooing when her eyes light up, you nod and she feels like she’s gonna pass out if she doesn’t get air soon. She’s picking at the flakey nail polish on her thumb under the counter, throat going dry at how close you are.

“Can you show me?” You say it so soft, so sweet, she has a hard time computing what you said. She goes stupid for a minute, not registering what you mean, letting out a dumb “huh?”

To which you giggle, hands splaying over the vinyl counter as you nod your head to the racks of VHS tapes in the back. She can see your earrings dangling off your lobe, pretty sparkly ones that would only look good on you. The column of your neck smooth, in that moment she gets the sickly thought of sucking your skin till you’re marked purple and blue. What would she look like if you kissed her with your lipgloss on? She tucks a lip between her teeth to stop a whine from bubbling in her throat.

“Can you show me the movie, I think I wanna get it.”

She can hear Steve trying to stifle his laughter and she resists the urge to turn around and bare her teeth at him. Robin nods her head dumbly, swiftly walking around the counter, not before stomping Steve’s foot in revenge, and gesturing you to the romance section of the store. She hears him mutter a small, “dork” as she walks by and she just hopes you don’t think so too.

You chatter with her, making idle conversation about this and that - but to be completely honest Robin isn’t listening, making small mhmm’s to show she’s partially cued in. More entranced with the shape of your ass in your skirt. The way your hips sway when you walk and how your thighs look so plump she’s resisting the urge to wanna sink to her knees right now. She’s honestly stunned, she’s never this quiet.

You scan your eyes across the rows of movies until you find it, reaching up to grab it. And Robin is practically sinking into the floor when you stand on your tip toes to swipe the tape, she swears you’re doing this on purpose. She knows she should grab it, or at the very least ask Steve, but right now she has the perfect view of your skirt riding up the back of your legs. If you go just a little higher she might be able to see the pretty cotton-

“Got it!” You mumble in victory. Are you some sort of demon? Literally perfected by the hands of god and sent to lead her astray. She’s not religious by any means, but fuck she might just believe in it after seeing you.

“So are ya up for it?” You swivel around to look at her. A content smile is on your lips, but your eyes hold a clear disposition. You’re up to something.

“Oh, uh- up for what?” She croaks, shuffling her feet awkwardly.

“Movie night!” You beam at her. You hold up the tape of Children of Paradise. She really wishes she paid more attention to what you had said. Her brow creasing together as she tries to piece what you mean. Movie night? Aren’t you renting for your girl night? Wouldn’t that mean you want her to join girls night-?

You mistake her dumbfound silence for a no, a pout settling on your mouth. Arms dropping down, bangles clacking together as you step closer to her. Leaning close enough she can smell your perfume, a light daisy kind that makes you all too encompassing. She could fall into you if she really wanted to.

“I know we don’t really know each other, but if you’re not interested-“

Her eyes widen, “No! No- I mean, I’d love to join you for movie night.” She squeaks if out like a mouse that’s been stepped on, a far cry from the cool girl she tries to portray in band. She couldn’t say no even if she wanted to.

You giggle at her answer and Robin swears you have the prettiest laugh in all of Hawkins. She spends the next 5 minutes staring at you in starstruck awe, and you break it by saying, “This is cute n’ all, but are you gonna ring me up?”

Steve snorts in the back. And honestly Robin forgot he was even there in the first place. And she grins shakily at you, walking you back to the counter and logging your information into the computer. “You’re all set.”

When she hands you back the tape your fingers brush along her knuckles, and Robin almost shudders. You give her another smile and an airy thanks. You begin walking out of Family Video when you call over your shoulder, “I’ll see you tonight at 9, Buckley. And bring snacks.”

And you’re gone. Down the street in the summer heat with you new copy of Children of Paradise.

“What the fuck.” Robin whispers. Steve claps a hand on Robin’s shoulder and practically guffaws in her ear, “I can’t fucking believe it.” He mutters your name like it’s a sweet honey and wine, “you scored a date with the prettiest girl in Hawkins! You! You’ve outdone yourself Rob.”

Robin can’t believe it either. She’s grinning like a maniac behind the counter while Steve yaps at her. But all she can think about is you. Her first date and with the hottest girl in Hawkins - she almost can’t believe it. Is it a date? She’s still going back and forth, she sure hopes it is. She stills, sighing.

Fuck. What kind of snacks do you even like?