#flo I totally understand you

[sincericida]

ANDREW GARFIELD & FLORENCE PUGH

at the Valentino Womenswear Spring/Summer 2024 show as part of Paris Fashion Week on October 01, 2023 in Paris, France.

[finnsbubblegum]

Reunited (Joel Miller X Reader)

Pairing: no-outbreak!joel miller x f!reader

Warnings: mentions of car accident, mentions of loss of a child, grief, separation (let me know if i missed any)

Summary (Series): reader as Joel’s neighbor. Joel’s wife left him so Joel asked his neighbor for help in babysitting Sarah. 

Words count: 2.4k

A/N: I feel so bad and so stupid for not putting warnings for the previous chapter. Please forgive me😭 I don't want to leave you hanging with sadness so I'm posting this now to end the depressing chapters asap. I don't know if you will like this one or not but I tried my best! Still feeling guilty about the previous chapter. I'll try my best to post fluffs for the next chapters! This is part 16 of Where It All Starts.

And also thank you for all the opinions you sent me! ❤️

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16 Part 17 Part 18 Part 19 Part 20 Epilogue

“Baby, you need to eat.” Joel sat beside you on the bed with a tray of your favorite food.

“I’m not hungry.” Your eyes were red and you couldn’t shed tears anymore. 

You cried for days. You mourned for days. Joel mourned too but he didn’t want you to see him look weak. He wanted to look strong so you could be strong.

“It’s my fault. Not yours. Blame me. Don’t blame yourself.” Joel wanted to take the blame. 

He needed you to blame him so he could feel better. So you could feel better. He didn’t want you to feel guilty about what happened.

“I know you probably won’t forgive me. I totally understand. But you should know that I’m more than sorry. I’m so sorry. Tell me what I can do to make you feel better.” Joel was on his knees apologizing to you.

You just stayed quiet.

“I’m dying too, baby. It should have been me. Not him.” Joel sobbed on his knees.

You started crying seeing him vulnerable in front of you.

“Leave me alone, Joel. Please.” You asked him to go away.

“Baby..” Joel begged.

“Please.” You cried.

Joel didn’t want to argue so he decided to go out of the room and give you some space alone. You stood up right away and went to pack your suitcase. You put in some of your clothes and important stuff. You couldn’t stay in your house with Joel anymore. You needed some time alone to heal and he probably needed one too. You couldn’t comfort him and he couldn’t comfort you. So you decided to move out and stayed at your parents’ for a while to breathe and heal. But of course, you didn’t talk this through with Joel. You just suddenly went out of the bedroom ready to go out with a suitcase in your hand.

“Where are you going?” Joel rose from the couch. He had been sleeping on the couch since the accident happened.

“Don’t follow me.” You walked to the door, not even looking at him.

“Please, at least tell me where you’re going. I can’t leave you alone outside this late at night.” Joel begged.

“I need some time alone.” You didn’t tell him where you were going.

“Okay, take all the time you need. But please, tell me where are you going?” He repeated the question again. 

“You don’t need to know.” You insisted.

“Baby, please. If you don’t want to be with me, then I’ll leave. You stay here.” He offered for him to go rather than leaving you alone wandering at night.

“No. I don’t want to be here. Just please let me go, Joel!” You couldn’t stand it anymore.

You sobbed as you forced open the door and ran to your car. You rushed inside your car and drove right away. Joel ran to follow you and shouted your name. You cried as you drove away. 

Days went by, weeks went by, and months went by. You had been staying with your parents and your family had been very supportive. You were grateful to have them in your life. They took care of you and you were finally able to breathe and got mentally stable. You had never seen Joel or Sarah all those months. You didn’t even call Joel. The last time you knew Sarah was in Tommy’s house and Flo was taking care of her. Flo kept you updated on how she was doing and you sometimes talked with Sarah on the phone. That was enough for you. You didn’t want Sarah to see her mother looking awful so you tried sounding like you were okay on the phone. You told her that you and Joel were on a business trip and the two of you will not be back anytime soon. So you told her to be patient. You always cried each time after you called Sarah. She always asked about you and Joel and how she missed you. Most of the time Sarah cried on the phone and your heart broke. Tommy sometimes slipped in some news about Joel. He sounded bad. But you knew you and Joel needed space.

Every night when you closed your eyes, it all happened again. Joel yelling at you, you were crying, the car moving so fast, the sudden stop of the car, and then bam. 

You loved Joel. You couldn’t live without him. And he loved you too. He couldn’t live without you too. Both of you were soulmates. You wanted to forgive him so you were trying your best to find reasons to forgive him. You listed all of his kindness and everything you wrote was his good deeds. The only thing that hurt you was that accident. Why should you hate someone for only one wrong thing when he did more good to you? 

“Honey?” Your mom knocked on your door.

“Come in.” You closed your notebook.

“Tommy’s here.” Your mom slowly walked inside your bedroom.

“Tommy?” You tilted your head.

“Yes, he brought Sarah.” Your mom awkwardly added more information to you.

“What?” You furrowed your eyebrows.

You weren’t ready to meet Sarah yet. Tommy was crossing the line. 

“I can’t see her. I’m not ready.” You shook your head. 

“She’s playing with your dad. But I think Tommy has something important to tell you.” Your mom put her hand on your shoulder.

“I don’t want to hear anything, mom.” You insisted.

“Honey, please. Just hear him out.” Your mom suddenly called Tommy inside.

“Tommy, come inside.” 

“Hey..” Tommy put his hand in his pockets as he walked slowly inside your bedroom.

“Sit here.” Your mom patted the empty space on your bed.

“How are you doing?” Tomy started a conversation.

“I’ve been better.” You replied coldly.

“Okay, I’m just gonna go straight to the point now.” Tommy sighed.

“We’ve checked the CCTV.” 

“What about it?” You raised your head as you heard Tommy say that.

“It’s the other guy’s fault. He hit your car. Joel drove on green light. Not red.” Tommy explained.

You cried as you heard that. You remembered it but you lied to yourself because you needed someone to blame. Now, you felt guilty for blaming Joel when you knew it wasn’t his fault.

“You need to see Joel, (y/n). He’s not doing well without you. He’s been caging himself inside the house. Sarah’s been crying asking for her mom and dad, that's why I brought her here. I hope you’re not mad at me.” He put his hand behind his neck.

You couldn’t speak. You cried. Hyperventilating. Your mom moved closer and rubbed your back. Her tears fell down her cheeks seeing her daughter like this. Tommy left the bedroom to give you and your mom some space. 

“I remember it, mom. I know it wasn’t his fault. I was just looking for someone to blame.” You sobbed at your mom’s shoulder.

“It’s okay, honey.” Your mom patted your back.

“How can I see him, mom?” 

“Hey, it’s gonna be okay. Both of you were hurting and I’m sure you will forgive each other.” Your mom comforted you.

After you cried your heart out, you and your mom went to the living room to see Sarah. 

“Mommy!” Sarah ran to hug your legs.

“Hi, sweetie. I missed you.” You crouched and hugged her.

“I missed you so so much! Where’s daddy?” She asked with innocence.

“He’s busy. You’ll meet him soon.” You stroked her head and smiled.

“Can I sleep with grandpa tonight, please, please, please?” Sarah begged.

Her grandpa spoiled her too much because he loved having girls. 

“Of course.” You chuckled.

“Yay!” She ran to her grandpa’s arms. 

“Okay, I think I’ll leave now.” Tommy waved his hand and walked his way out.

“Tommy, wait!” You followed him.

“Yeah?” He turned his head to you.

“Can you drop me to Joel’s?” You asked him to drive you.

“You sure?” He raised his eyebrows.

“Yes.” You nodded.

Tommy drove you back to your house. He offered to wait for you until Joel opened the door but you insisted for him to leave. So he left.

*knock on the door*

You knocked a few times and Joel hadn’t come out yet. You knocked again and again. Joel groaned as he got up from the couch. He had been drinking alcohol since you left him and slept on the couch. He didn’t want to sleep on the bed because it would remind him of you. After a few more knocks, he finally opened the door.

"Hey.." You tried to smile at him.

Joel looked awful. His hair was messy, beard was also messy. He had always had messy hair and beard but this time was messier. He got dark circles and he seemed like he had lost a lot of weight just like you. 

"How-Everything all right?" The first thing that was on his mind was your condition. 

"I-I'm okay. You okay?" You knew you weren't fully okay and he was absolutely not okay but you needed to ask. 

"I-uh-" He couldn't say anything.

"Can I come in?" You asked.

"Of course." He opened the door wider for you to come in.

Joel rushed to hide every trash on the tables and floors. He didn't expect you to come so he didn't have the time to tidy. It was like he was expecting a guest when you were actually his wife. In fact you lived there for a few years just until a few months ago. 

"Have you been drinking?" You scrunched your nose at the alcohol smell around the house.

Joel cleared his throat. He was embarrassed that you saw him in this condition.  

"You lost a lot of weight." You looked at him up and down.

“Did you even eat?” You asked him.

Then you walked to the fridge and checked inside. Nothing. Just alcohol. 

"Joel.." Tears welled up in your eyes.

"I'm sorry." The two of you said it at the same time. 

"No, baby. I'm sorry." Joel said.

"No, Joel. I'm sorry." You cried as you closed the fridge.

“It wasn’t your fault.” You breathed out.

“No, it’s my fault.” Joel kept blaming himself.

“No, Tommy told me. He saw the CCTV. You drove on green light. Not red. And I-” You couldn’t finish your sentence.

Joel looked at you and tears fell down his cheeks. He was relieved to hear the news. He remembered he pressed the gas pedal on green light but he thought he was hallucinating. 

“I’m sorry I blamed you. I was just-I needed someone to blame.” You sobbed. 

“It’s okay. I needed someone to blame too.” Joel walked closer to you to hug you.

“I will never forget this pain, Joel. It will always be here. But I know we have to move on. But I can’t do it without you.” You put your hand on your hurting chest.

“I know. Me too. Our baby will always be in our hearts. And I can’t do it without you either.” He nodded as tears fell down his cheeks.

You buried your face right away to his chest and he hugged you so tight. He placed his hand on your back and another on the back of your head caressing your hair. His chin resting on top of your head while your arms hugged him tight, pressing your body to his. You and Joel missed each other so much. The two of you had been away from each other for too long. 

“I missed you, Joel.” You mumbled in his chest.

“I missed you, too. I can't live without you, baby.” Joel kissed your head.

“I love you.” You pulled your head away from his chest to look him in the eyes.

“I love you more.” His tears fell down then he kissed you.

“I’m sorry I left.” You rested your forehead to his as you apologized.

“Doesn’t matter. What matters is now you’re here.” He gave you another peck then hugged you again.

“I’m never letting you go from now on.” He hugged you tight.

“I’m not going anywhere, baby.” You swayed him a little bit. 

*stomach growling*

“Not me.” You chuckled.

You raised your head to look at him, hands still around his waist.

“Do you want to grab something to eat?” You chuckled as you looked at his embarrassed face.

“Yeah.” Joel chuckled.

It was late at night and most of the stores were closed so you and Joel drove to the nearest McDonalds and ordered a drive-thru. You and Joel bought burgers, fries, chicken nuggets and of course ice cream. Joel looked like he had starved for years so you made sure he ate a lot. Then you asked Joel to drive you to the hill, his favorite place in the city. 

“It feels good to be back here.” You took off your seatbelt and passed him his burger.

“Good memories are made here.” Joel took a bite.

“Hmm.” He sighed and closed his eyes as he chewed on the burger.

“It tastes so good.” Joel chuckled and bit another big one.

“Slow down, mister. I know you have been starving yourself for months but you need to slow down or you’ll choke.” You chuckled.

“Just realized I’m starving now.” He chuckled. 

“I’m glad you’re back.” He extended his right hand to cup your cheeks.

“Me too.” You smiled and caressed his hand.

“Eww Joel! Your hand is greasy!” You grabbed a tissue and wiped your cheek.

Joel’s hand was greasy from the burgers and fries and he just held your cheeks with it. Joel chuckled. 

“Oh! Payback time!” You took some french fries and wiped them on his face. 

“That’s fair.” Joel scrunched his nose and closed his eyes while he giggled. 

You giggled then you took a tissue to clean his face and beard. 

“I love you.” You leaned in closer to his lips as you wiped his face.

“I love you too.” Joel kissed you with his greasy lips.

You smiled and kissed him back ignoring the greasy lips. The two of you finally reunited and be each other’s shoulder to cry on. Your bond with him grew stronger because you were each other's purpose in life.

To be continued… 

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[heartfullofleeches]

I bet it sends Flo’s undead heart racing whenever they manage to get a rise out of werewolf bodyguard reader and see those sharp teeth bared in anger for just a moment before they regain their composure… of course, Flo seems like the kind of person to keep pushing even after that 🤭… the brat (affectionate)

also, with Flo’s hair covering their eyes and being a bat, does she have bad vision and use echolocation? Think it’s cute if she needs glasses/contacts but doesn’t wanna wear them ‘cause she thinks it’s uncool/just too lazy to remember to put in and take out contacts all the time 🥰

-Doe

"What part of stay put do you not understand?..."

Sitting at the venue bar, a groupie hanging off each arm - Flo has the nerve to act surprised that you've come to drag them back where they need to be. "What's the big deal? Just havin' a drink with my pals here. Since when did that become a crime?"

"It becomes a crime when you have show in less than thirty minutes - and when you drink so much l you attack someone and end up in jail, again."

"Hey, relax - I totally get it now.... You're jealous."

"Fluonia." Their name rolls off your tongue like venom. "This isn't the time for games. Get out of that chair and back in your dressing room or else."

"Pfft- or else what? You gonna drag me there?"

Your eyes narrow - the blacks of your gums flashing from your snarling lips. You grab hold of their left arm, thick coat acting as a barrier between her fragile flesh and your pointed claws as you yank him from his seat. The rockstar swallows thickly as you hiss in their ear.

"Kicking and screaming if I have to."

As annoying as hair in their face could get, Flo was grateful for their haircut in times like this as it hid majority their face and outwardly expression. The weakness and submission in their eyes masked by a defiant grin - she'd die on the spot if you ever knew how whipped you had truly her.

The stench of alcohol and the metallic tinge of blood rolls of his tongue as he barks out a laugh. "You know.... If you wanted me all alone so bad - you could've just asked.

-

Flo is most certainly blind as the bat she is. Refuses to wear glasses because they're for squares and orders Reader around as her seeing eye dog (another reason he makes Reader carry him around). Fifty percent of the time she's crowd surfing is because their dumbass tripped over something and stumbled into the crowd. They do use echolocation more often when Reader's not around, but she prefers busting their skull open walking into or tripping over things and pleading for reader to kiss their boo-boos like the attention vampire he is.

[awriterinthenight]

'It's ok love' Part 1-Anthony Lockwood

requested: anonymous

words: 1850

warnings: mentions of family being a bit horrible, uhhhhhh I might have put Lockwood instead of Anthony once or twice cause I totally re read this after writing this (I did not), also sorry I haven't posted in awhile, school is kicking my ass and I just went through some shit, oh also language maybe? idk. Sorry this is in multiple parts, it was just easier to write this way. This is kinda just the set up so its not the most intriguing, but just wait till part two and three, I suggest you bring tissues

summary: You get invited to your sister's engagement party and Anthony has a case near there, so you offer him to stay there when his hotel has to cancel his reservation. So what could possibly happen when your not so nice family invites you and you spend a night getting picked on, but luckily Anthony is there to comfort you. Then he tells your family you and him are dating, so what could possibly go wrong?

"That's wonderful, I can't wait to see you guys there. Alright, bye bye." As I hang up the phone Anthony walks down the stairs carrying one of his bags for a case.

"Who was that," he asks, placing the bag down.

"It was just my mom," I tell him, "She was telling how my sister just got engaged and they're having a whole engagement party for her. It's quite exciting really," I say, trying to hide my nerves. My family was...something to say the least. They were rather wealthy, but not the best of people. Which is what led me to leave when I was 15 and start working at Lockwood and Co.

He looks at me a bit shocked, "Really, well are you gonna go," he asks, shocked since he knew me and my family weren't on the best of terms, but he never really knew the full truth.

I shrug, "Yeah, probably," I tell him, but quickly switch the subject, "So, are you prepared for your case," I ask, since it was a solo case. Lucy was busy with Norrie the day of the case, George promised Flo they'd go bird watching, and I wasn't in much of a good condition to go on a case.

In our last case while fighting off a type two, I managed to twist my ankle on a rug when I slid out of its way when it almost ghost touched me. Since then Lockwood had put me on house arrest basically, so I haven't been on a case in about a week. I tried to convince him to let me go on this one, but he insisted I wait a bit longer, at least until we knew I would be fine. I guess it didn't matter anymore since I was going to my sister's engagement party.

Anthony looked down at the bag he dropped, letting out a sigh, "I think so, I've got extra flares just in case and George wouldn't let me leave without having at least half of our stalk in my bag," he says, chuckling a bit at his own comment.

I can't help but laugh too, "I guess you'll be well prepared then," I say, our conversation turning stale as George calls us for dinner.

***

I was heading downstairs to the library when I heard someone on the phone.

"Uh huh, no I completely understand. Alright, goodnight," the person says, hanging up the phone with a sigh.

I descended the stairs, seeing it was Anthony who was on the phone, "Who was that?" I ask, suspicious of who would call this late.

He sighs again, running a hand down his face, "The manager of the hotel I was staying at for my case. He had to cancel my reservation since they're overbooked. He offered compensation, but now I have to find a new hotel somewhere else. But, anything this late in advance is gonna be expensive," he tells me.

I nod, "I'm sorry, that sounds horrible," I say, trying to sympathize. We stand there a moment before a thought appears to me, "Hey, your case isn't too far from my family's house right?" I ask, smiling a bit.

"I guess so, but what does that have to do with anything," he questions, confused.

I giggle at his confusion, "I think you need to get some sleep, your brain seems to not be thinking properly," I joke, moving a stray strand of hair out of his face, making his cheeks turn a slight pink tint, "What I mean is, if your case isn't far away from my families place, why don't you stay there instead of paying for a hotel," I suggest.

Anthony shakes his head saying, "No, I wouldn't want to intrude on you and your family. Plus, there probably wouldn't be space for me."

"My family wouldn't mind, I promise. And, there will be space for you, trust me. They might not even notice you're there," I reassure him, but he still shakes his head. I let out a say, "Anthony it'll be fine. I promise, let me offer you this one thing. You let me stay in your house, so let me just offer you a night or two at mine," I try to reason with him.

He lets out a calm sigh, "I could never truly say no to you, can I, especially when you say my name," he says, looking at me with nothing but adoration. No one else called him Anthony, only I did. He never really corrected me when I would slip up, unlike he would do with Lucy and George. If one of them said it he would immediately joke at how they were using his government name, but when I say it, to him it was like the sweetest love song. It got to the point where I only called him Lockwood if I was mad at him over something, and he hated it when I called him Lockwood, so I only call him Anthony from now on. So sometimes I would take advantage of it, like just now.

"I'll stay at your place, but just this one time, okay," he says, unable to take his eyes off of me.

I smirk at him, happy that I successfully got him to agree, "Good, we're leaving in the morning since its quite the train ride, so I'll see you in the morning, night Anthony," I say, turning around to walk back up the stairs, when I feel a hand catch my arm.

His hand is around my arm and he uses it to spin me around, "Wait, one last thing. Just cause I let you live here doesn't mean you owe me anything you know that," he assures me.

I smile at him softly, "Of course I know that, but how else was I supposed to get you to agree," I tell him.

He smirks, his hand sliding down to my waist, "You're very cheeky, you know that," he tells me, unable to hide his vibrant smile.

The laugh that leaves my lips is small, but just enough to make his face turn a bit pink from how close I am to him, "Oh, you wouldn't have me any other way," I retort, tilting my head and smirking at him.

He breathes out a sigh, "No, no I would not," he tells me. We stay like that for a moment. Too scared to move, since it feels like if we do the fragile feeling of happiness and admiration might break apart.

Anthony speaks first saying, "You should get to bed, I'll see you in the morning love," he says, adding the pet name at the end out of impulse.

I can't help but feel the blush take over my face. "You too, night Anthony," I say, walking back up the stairs, feeling the loss of warmth from his hands on my waist. He stands there watching me go up the stairs, drinking up every last bit of my presence like it's the only way he'll stay alive, before he heads back to his own room for the night.

***

My alarm clock went off at 6am, waking me up as I smelt fresh coffee being brewed. I had to catch my train at 8am with Lockwood, so I had about an hour to get ready, since the cab ride was only a few minutes from the station.

I brush my teeth and hair, doing my usual hairstyle and makeup. I threw on rather comfy clothes, a sweater since the trains were always cold, and my favorite jeans.

Heading downstairs I find George brewing fresh coffee, and cooking eggs for breakfast. "Morning George," I greet, taking a seat at the table.

"Morning," is all he says, grumbling a bit since he's not a morning person. He continues to cook as Lucy and Anthony make their way downstairs.

When George finishes breakfast we all dig in immediately. Lucy tells us about her plans with Norrie and George talks about where he and Flo are spending the day. I listen to them talk as I eat, too tired to speak this early in the morning. Anthony eventually chimes in explaining the change in plans, and how he's now staying at my place. Both of them just nod, a bit shocked since I don't talk much about my family.

After breakfast we all split ways, Lucy leaving to go meet up with Norrie, George going back to the library to collect the rest of the research for Anthony, while I finish packing. I make sure I have everything and that Anthony does too, since I don't want to have to turn around mid cab ride if either of us forgot something.

At around 7 me and Anthony grab our stuff to head out as the cab arrives just on time. I say bye to George, telling him not to burn the house down while we're gone. He just laughs sarcastically and pushes me out the door, out of annoyance.

Our cab ride was rather silent. The only conversation being the couple of times I had to reassure Lockwood that he was fine for staying at my family's place, and that he didn't need to pay the expensive price of a hotel. Our cab ride was only about 20 minutes or so, leaving us plenty of time to board our train.

When we got on we got a decent seat, and I convinced Anthony to let me have the window seat, which wasn't particularly difficult since I wasn't a big fan of train rides and he knew that. Train rides made me nauseous for some reason and it was rather annoying, but Anthony understood and made sure I was fine the entire ride.

"You okay?" he asked every few minutes to make sure I was fine.

I nodded my head, "I'm fine," I reassured him. It wasn't just the train ride making me feel a bit sick, but also the nerves from seeing my family. I only visited once for Christmas since I left, which wasn't the best trip, so since then I just lied saying everyone else didn't have anyone else to spend Christmas with and I felt bad. Or, that I was too busy with work to make time to visit.

Eventually Anthony caught on, asking, "Are you sure you're okay, is it the train or something else?"

I shrug, "The train obviously is making me sick, but I guess just the nerves from seeing my family too. I just haven't seen them in awhile, so I guess I'm just a bit nervous," I tell him.

"Well I'm sure they'll be happy to see you. I know I'm always happy when I see you, so you'll be just fine," he says, making me blush a bit. He then wraps his arm around me, helping me to relax a bit.

Slowly I fall asleep with his arm around me thinking, 'maybe this trip won't be so bad'.

If only I knew the truth, but at least I would have Anthony

[yelenasdiary]

for the flo/yelena's month

can I request that flo surprise us with our dream car? (any kind, it could be yours, it could a simple car, it could be a luxury car, it could be a vintage car) I kinda got inspired by her IG post.

Sorry for the lack of specificity? Totally understand if there's nothing for you to go off on

Anywhere You Want

Pairing: Florence Pugh x Reader

Summary: Florence surprises you with your dream car!

Fluff | No Warnings | 1K | 

AC: Thank you for requesting this, I used one of my dream cars for this, I hope that’s still okay! I wasn’t sure what car to pick lmao! Enjoy! 

This week went on for what felt like forever, finally it was Friday, and you were just walking through the door of your shared home with your girlfriend of 4 years, Florence. The house was oddly silent you thought as you kicked your shoes off and greeted an excited Billie who basically pounced onto you and nearly knocked you to the floor. "Hi Billie girl" you chuckled as you scratched her favorite spot behind her ears. 

"Baby are you home?" you called out as you made your way into the living room, placing your handbag on the arm chair promising yourself to move it later. The house remained silent, and you only assumed that Florence might have made a trip to the store. Usually by the time you were walking through the door after work you'd be greeted with the strong smell of dinner and of course Billie almost knocking you to the floor in excitement, the only time this wasn't happening was if Florence was away filming, doing press or a red carpet. 

You shrugged at the silence and made your way to the bathroom for a much-needed relaxing shower. The bathroom filled with steam as you began to undress, rolling your neck to release the built-up tense work had been causing you this week but once you stepped into the shower and water hit your skin, a sigh of relief was all to be heard.

While getting your pajamas on, you heard the sound of Florence's voice in the living room as she played with Billie. A smile tugged at your lips knowing it would only be a matter of time before you laid eyes on your favorite person for the second time today! The first being this morning of course. 

"There you are!" you smiled as you entered the living room. Florence spung around to face you on her heels, smiling with clear excitement over something as her eyes sparkled in the warm light of the living room. 

"What did I miss?" you instantly asked. 

"Close your eyes!" Florence replied, pulling a blind fold from her back pocket, "I have a surprise for you" she added as she walked closer to you. A curious smirk formed on your lips as you closed your eyes before feeling Florence gently wrap the blind fold over your eyes. "What are you up too?" you asked in a chuckle. 

"Take my hand, I'll tell you when there's a step" your girlfriend replied, ignoring your questioned. You felt her soft take your hand and lead you towards the front door, "watch your step" she spoke, making you remember the small step by the front door. Carefully you tapped your foot around to make sure you wouldn't miss it. 

A cold breeze blew through your hair as you came to a top outside, your curious smirk still on your lips growing with wonder. "Baby?" you questioned, nerves filling your voice. Florence chuckled as she began to untie the blind fold, "when I take this off, please keep your eyes closed!" she spoke before you felt the blind fold leave your face. You couldn't help but let out a nervous chuckle as Florence placed her hands over your eyes just to be sure you'd kept them closed. 

"I know you've been working really hard recently, and you've been under a bit of stress. I wanted to do something special for you, but you know me so well that there would be no way I could do something without you catching on so" Florence paused, letting a nervous silence fill between you. Your brain racing with ideas on what she's done, coming to a stop when she spoke once more. 

"I called your best friend and we spoke about something you'd had your eye on for a while" she said, slowly taking her hands away from your eyes, "open them" she added. Scared but curiously you opened your eyes. In front of you was one of your dream cars, one of the newest Chrysler 300cs! Your eyes widened at the black vehicle with tinted windows parked perfectly in front of you, spinning around to face your girlfriend with the widest smile, "ARE YOU SERIOUS?" You practically screamed with overwhelming joy as Florence nodded with a proud smile of her own on her lips. 

"Surprise!!" she chuckled as you wrapped your arms around the back of her neck, crashing your lips onto hers, "I don't know what to say! Baby, you didn't have to do this!!" you said after pulling away slightly to look into her eyes. 

"I did darling, you deserve it so much. You have no idea how hard you work nor how much you truly mean to me. I know buying gifts isn't the best way to show you how much I love you but I wanted to get you something you deserve" she smiled, gently cupping your face, "I love you so much" she added before pressing her lips against yours once more. You smiled against her lips, "do you want to give it a test drive?" she asked. 

"I think I'm scared to move it! She's beautiful!" you replied as you turned around and looked at your brand-new car, "She's all yours babe!" Florence replied. She watched as you eyed the car, walking a full lap around the dark car, your eyes taking in every single detail of the outside before opening the driver's door only to fall in love with the car all over again. 

For Florence, she was over the moon that she was able to do this for you after the endless conversations of how you want things split 50/50 between you and Florence. Given she has money, and you haven't got near as close to what she has, you felt it was important and she was happy to do so. But you couldn't be mad at her for this. 

"You coming?" you looked up at Florence who nodded and tossed you the keys. "Where are we going?" she asked, hopping in the car. "Anywhere you want" you smiled.

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[klxudykai]

all 26 of my drs

soo as my bio says I have 26 drs!! and today I will be talking about each of them

in all honesty I thought it was a bit of a stretch to shift to that many, but who cares? the universe is unlimited so if I wanna shift to 3, 26, or even 100 I should be allowed to (and so should you!!)

anywaysss lets get into it

Anime drs

MHA - this is literally my MAIN DR. its the first ever dr I thought of shifting to and one of my favorites. I can't wait to shift there omg

MHA (fantasy au) - this isn't one of my top favs but it is def a cool one that I would enjoy fs

AOT (modern college au) - this dr is gonna be so fun I just know it

Haikyuu - volleyball is one of my FAVORITE sports so I already know this is gonna be exciting (I also had a haikyuu obsession ever since 2019 quarantine-)

★ ★ ★

Fame drs

singer - I always wanted to be a famous singer so this made inner 9 year old me SCREAM. I live and breathe music. all kinds of it, too. my playlist will go from SZA to Bone Thugs n Harmony to Billie Ellish and then to Deftones real quick

youtuber - this is another career that 9 year old me wanted. I've always looked up to YouTubers so I knew I would have a trip shifting to where I was one too

street racer - okay Im gonna be so honest and tell y'all rn I don't know jack shit abt cars- all I know is that I wanna have a hot pink car and blast flo milli while dusting a bunch of men in races (hot girl shit I fear-)

90s r&b singer - I love the 90s. the music, the fashion, all of it. absolutely amazing. that's it

band dr - I would love to be the lead singer of a famous ass band. I haven't decided if I was gonna join an existing one or make my own yet but one of the options will be happening

★ ★ ★

TV shows/Movies

hogwarts - when I first got into shifting a LOT of people were shifting to Hogwarts and honestly I understand why. it looks so fun there man

alice in wonderland - this is one of my FAVORITE movies. I love the weirdness of it all and its just so creative and calming for me. (I intend on scripting I live in a cute little cottage on a hill with my two headed cow because I have a major obsession with cows)

diary of a wimpy kid - I got one name for you. and that name is rodrick mf heffley. judge me I do not care but that man is FINE (he probably smells tho but I intend on scripting he isn't cause who tf wants a smelly man??). i also like the idea of being in loded diper

twilight - I've had an obsession with vampires and werewolves (ESPECIALLY werewolves) since I was in 4th grade so this move series and dr is right up my alley (I'm team Jacob btw even tho he's hella childish)

the breakfast club - the first time I watched this movie I was like "I'm officially shifting there". I love coming of age movies especially older ones like this so I didn't hesitate to add it to my list

riverdale - this series was kinda interesting tbh. I heard it got really wacky after the 3rd season though but I guess I'll find that out when I rewatch it (or when I shift idk). SPEAKING OF RIVERDALE- I had two dreams about shifting there and it was so crazy. like the first one was when I was in the diner with the characters and I was looking for my s/o, but I woke up before I could find him. and then the second dream I don't remember but I had the sensation I kissed someone???? so I'm pretty sure I found him LMFAO-

spiderman (itsv-atsv) - absolutely NO words for this one. I've had an obsession with this one ever since it came out. and I almost screamed in the movie theater when the producers hit us with that "to be continued" bs. also hobie brown <33

descendents - I was into every single original Disney channel movie that was released and this was one of them. AND I could be the daughter of Tiana like??? sign me up fr

monster high - these are literally THE monster it girls. it would be a crime to not shift there

total drama - this was the first reality tv show I ever watched and I was so here for it. they got real creative with the drama too

victorious - I LOVE arts. acting, painting, music, dance, you name it. if I could go to a school like this in my cr I would've already been there (oh wait I technically can)

power rangers - SPECIFICALLY the 2017 film. I don't feel like we got a backstory on half of the characters and its so disappointing but oh MAN when my boy DACRE got on that screen I almost hollered. this movie served so hard and it deserved a sequel badly.

stranger things - this was another obsession of mine and I couldn't have it any other way. its gonna be terrifying but badass (like nancy wheeler when she had that damn shotgun)

mid90s - this was a decision I made last week because I had JUST watched the movie and it was my obsession for a little bit too. I experienced a little home sickness (more like a lot of homesickness because I was SAD SAD)

★ ★ ★

other drs I thought of shifting to

demon slayer - this seemed pretty fun, but I heard that later down the plot it got boring and sucked pretty bad so I wasn't sure

kpop - I'm not 100% a kpop fan but I LOVE krnb so I was just thinking of making music like that but its still in the works a bit

avatar - I thought it would be cool, but I wasn't in love with the idea like I thought id be. maybe if I shifted to the first avatar I'd like it but idk yet

farm life - like I mentioned earlier I really love cows and thought a farm would be cool, but I kinda fell out of love with the idea so this most likely won't go all the way through

anastasia - this is one of the drs I most likely will still be shifting to because I just love classic Disney movies (and Dimitri was fine..)

ready player one - in all honesty, I completely forgot I intended on shifting there but its a fun ass concept

pitch perfect - okay but this movie was funny as hell plus singing so why not?

tinkerbell - this entire series was my Roman empire. they were my FAV when I was little and still are

10 things I hate about you - early 2000 movies are my favorite so when I watched this, I wanted to shift there asap

★ ★ ★

okay and I think those are all my drs!! this might be a little over 26 too but oh well LMFAO-

i really enjoyed making this and I hope y'all enjoyed reading it <3

stay tuned for more drs because i am always thinking of new ones to go to!!

[goodwriterwithbadhabits]

Seventeen Playlist

Aka: Songs that remind me of the members and why. (GIF credit to the original owners)

Master List

Hip Hop Unit:

S.Coups: Royalty- Conor Maynard

This song screams expensive sugar daddy. Its a little sexy, a little overconfident, and a little old school but overall, the song of someone who really loves their partner. The beat of the song reminds me of something you might have heard in an old school club or at least the movie version of one. Scoups has been shown to pay for people’s stuff all the time, and is obviously a very protective man. This song just feels like it was written by a younger version of himself, and I love it. 

Wonwoo: Wanna Be Yours- Artic Monkeys

Wonwoo reminds me of so many Artic Monkey songs but Wanna Be Yours has the vibes that just feels like him. The song is a little dark and stormy, while being overwhelmingly loving and hopeful. Its a touch desperate, as though the singer can’t actually speak to the subject, and that feels very Wonu. Wonu is a quiet guy, less shy and more simply introverted, and a song so longing and desperate, feels like something he would write. 

Mingyu: Stuck With You- Ariana Grande and Justin Bieber

This song is fun and upbeat, while still being a bit of a tease. Mingyu feels the same way. He’s a goof and strikes me as someone who would love this song, and the conversation it tells. For the sake of your heart, don’t imagine him dancing around the kitchen with his partner whilst singing along. 

Vernon: Renegades- X Ambassadors

This is going to be super specific but both Vernon, and this song feel like sitting in the back of a loved one’s Subaru Legacy, watching the sunset over the ocean, after spending the day at the skate park. Its calming, with this rebellious undertone and a heart of love, and that just feels like Vernon to me. 

Vocal Unit: 

Jeonghan: Troublemaker- Oly Murz and Flo Rider

Troublemaker is definitely a word that can be used to describe Jeonghan, that’s something everyone knows. The song is about a person who is wholly aware of the power they hold over people, and sung by a person who is totally caught up in the spell. Jeonghan is a manipulator, and I mean that with love, but he knows exactly what he’s doing, and he’s going to use it for his own gain. 

Shua: She Will Be Loved- Maroon 5

Maroon 5 and Joshua Hong go hand in hand, but specifically I think he feels like She Will Be Loved. The song feels like a promise someone is making to their lover’s parent, a promise that their daughter will always be loved. Joshua has a tendency to feel a little old school, like a gentleman, and strikes me as someone who would make this kind of promise. Also the image of him playing his guitar and singing this song with that soft “thinking of the person I love” smile, my heart can’t take it. 

Woozi: Piano Man- Billy Joel

Lee Jihoon is made of music. He’s an old soul, and Piano Man feels like it was written by him a long time ago, and yet in a time still to come. There’s a love within the song, a love for music and the way it pulls you in. Jihoon was supposed to be a musician, and whether he’s performing as an idol, or simply playing the piano in a bar, he will always be a Piano Man. 

DK: Honey, Honey- Abba

Not only can I see him bodying this song, but I can picture it being sung about him. I feel the Amada Seyfried version suits him best, with the teasing tones and childish vibes. Seokmin is duality personified. On stage he gets so sexy and confident, and offstage he’s cute and sweet. Honey Honey is as well, being about a very grown-up relationship but sung in a way a child might understand. 

Seungkwan: Everything I Didn’t Say- 5SOS

Seungkwan has a lot to say, no one can doubt that, but I feel like he’s awful at talking about genuine, romantic love. Everything I Didn’t Say comes at the end of relationship, when the singer is reflecting on the things they wished they had said, and to me, this feels like something Seungkwan would sing. Not only would his voice fit the song beautifully, but I feel as though he understands the emotion behind it and could really bring it to life. 

Performance Unit: 

Jun: Horns-Bryce Fox

Hear me out. While the subject of the song doesn’t feel like Jun, the singer himself does. The song is about a woman who is, objectively, toxic as fuck. She’s akin to a demon or beast, and yet, the singer can’t get enough of her. She’s what keeps him alive. The fire in this song, the passion, and sheer lust, that’s what feels like Jun. Its feels like bearing your soul, feeling it burn, and cherishing the warmth you’re given in return, and I don’t know why, but to me, that screams Wen Junhui. 

Hoshi: History Maker- Dean Fujioka 

Is this song from an anime about figure skaters? Yes. Does it still feel like Hoshi? Yes! The song itself is super short, but its message is one of hope, and following your dreams. The song makes me feel confident, like I could change the world, and to me, that sounds like Hoshi. He too is confident and doing what he loves. He doesn’t let himself get dragged down by anything, and does his best to keep moving forward. If this song isn’t on his work out playlist, it should be. 

Minghao: Uptown Girl- Billy Joel

Uptown Girl is a classic, its romantic, flirty, and such a tease. It feels like making fun of the person you love, and that is Minghao in a nutshell. He feels like classic love songs and being an ass to your lover. More than that, the song covers this underlying note of not feeling like enough, like you aren’t good enough for your partner, and that also feels like Minghao. Yeah, he’s confident, but he also strives to grown and be a better person, and to that extent, he probably worries that he’ll never be good enough for the person he falls for. 

Dino: R.I.P. 2 my Youth- The Neighborhood

This song is about growing up and finding a world that doesn’t care about you, and how you don’t care in return. Though Chan still seems like he has some hope left, its obvious that he grew up too fast. This song feels like what he’s trying not to be. He’s only about a year older than me, but sometimes it feels like he’s lived so much longer. I’m not sure 100% why, but this song is Chan. 

Let me know what you think! Do you agree, or are there any songs that you associate with the boys?

[girlfromthecrypt]

Sigh...My poor MC is legit not made for this- he's totally a bad influence. The man is all for the throwing of ones hands, against bullies.

He's going to have to start a fight club soon, if he continues low key encouraging the children to give out knuckle sandwiches every time another kid says something mean. Not only that but, dude doesn't even have a filter, he's a call it how it is, type of person. Whiiich maaay not be the best approach so certain interactions.

What I find amazing about this situation is, he doesn't even like kids, or at least I wasn't intending for him to. But very quickly I can tell, Enola and Javier are going to be his (aka my) favorites. Especially Javier. The little cricket scene was adorable, I was nervous for a second- I thought you were going to have him kill it. Then there's Enola making friends with Gab...like just ahhhh, I can't. 💕

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I know in another comment I said Flo was the end goal no matter what buuuutttt umm yeaahhh....ANITA FOR LIFE!!! 🫢 I love her character so much. Her with an annoying, flirty, kind of an ass MC; have the best dynamic. He gets on her nerves, but she loves it lol.

My MC is also super neat, has a Masters in Science and dresses in a more tidy style. I feel like Anita and him just go so well together.

Oh my God thank you so much for the detailed ask, those are my favorite and it's so flattering to me that you wrote all this out.

Your MC is such a vibe. Very much the reluctant guardian vibe, which is so dear to me. Figures that he'd get along with Enola and Javier the most. They're the most straightforward chaotic of all the little gremlins. They totally appreciate feeling seen by someone who understands their inherent need for violence lmao

Yeah, Enola and Gabriel embody the law of attracting opposites. You'll get to watch their friendship deepen, and just know they will keep in touch for the rest of their lives, thanks to this connection they forged with your MC's help. Aka let's see how tooth-achingly sweet I can make this.

YESSSS Anita appreciation HELL YEAH love to see it!!

You are SO right, Anita is MADE for annoying flirty idiot MCs. Oh, she'll roll her pretty eyes and scoff and call them morons, but damn, will she fall fast. I take it you played her the bird noises? Hehe.

With that style, the tidyness and that demeanor, your MC sounds like her soulmate at this point.

[thathopelessromantic]

safe in your mouth

Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: Explicit Relationships: Robin Buckley/Nancy Wheeler, Robin Buckley & Steve Harrington Characters: Robin Buckley, Nancy Wheeler, Steve Harrington Additional Tags: Vampires, Vampire Bites, Blood, Blood Drinking, Minor Blood Kink, sexual blood drinking, Sexual Content, Half-Vampire Nancy Wheeler, Human/Vampire Relationship AO3: (X)

“You can drink from me,” Robin offers. The words are out of her mouth before she even fully registers what it is that she’s saying. The two girls had been trying to work – trying being the operative word – for the last hour in Nancy’s room, the house empty besides the two of them. Robin on some French grammar, just to keep up on it, and Nancy on an article about the most recent repair efforts the town had been making after the earthquakes from their last showdown with Vecna. But Nancy clearly isn’t as focused as she normally is.

And Robin is focused on all the wrong things.

Nancy’s intense, blue eyes are wide with disbelief and something Robin can’t bring herself to name, even if it fans the flames of false hope burning in her chest a little further. “What?”

Robin swallows harshly. It suddenly feels like she is producing a, frankly, insane and gross amount of saliva. She tries not to think too hard about what it means as she sees Nancy’s eyes track the movement in her throat. Was it always so hot in this room? She didn’t think so.

“Look, I know Steve always make a big deal out of it and gets wiggy when we offer, but like-”

“Robin, it is a big deal,” Nancy says slowly and levelly like she’s not sure Robin can understand her plain English.

And she gets that, to some extent. Obviously, there’s just the sheer amount of trust you needed to have to let a vampire drink from you, and not be afraid that they would hurt you. And the amount of self-control the vampire had to have not to take too much. But Robin did trust Nancy and Steve, even if they didn’t trust themselves. She trusted them with her life, with all of their lives. No question, no hesitation. Of anyone in the Party, she knew they would take care of everyone, first.

The scariest part, for her at least, was the connection you shared with a vampire while they drank from you. She didn’t totally get it when Steve tried to warn her off of it back in Starcourt, though to be fair they were both still a little too high to be having any kind of serious, coherent conversation at the time.

But there was only maybe…one big secret she had left to hide from Nancy, and Steve had been teaching everyone how to put up mental blocks since the first time Vecna had attacked, so surely, she could control herself that much. Right?

“Okay, but we’re friends, I trust you. And you obviously need it and-”

Nancy’s expression scrunches tight with confusion. “How can you tell I need it?”

Robin hesitates for a moment, afraid to show her hand, to show just how much attention she’s been paying to Nancy, but she’s already dug this hole for herself. “Your headache,” she admits softly. Nancy’s eyes widen again, in surprise, and just like she has been every few minutes for the last hour, she reaches up to gingerly touch her eyebrow. “You always do that when you’re starting to get a headache,” Robin mirrors her motion and she can feel as much as see the way Nancy follows her hand. “You’ve been getting them for days already. And I know you and Steve always get headaches when you go too long between feedings.”

Nancy looks…flustered. And her expression takes on a tight, pinched look like she doesn’t know what to do, or doesn’t like the options she’s come up with so far.

“I’m fine,” she finally says, turning back to the notebook in her lap. Except, she opens to a random page and stares down at the page without seeming to understand anything. Or figuring out why the article she’s been not-writing for the last hour isn’t staring back at her.

Robin slides closer to her on the bed, sending a pile of vocab notecards tumbling to the floor. She tells herself to worry about those later.

“I know from Steve that it doesn’t hurt, and even if it did, I don’t think it’s anything I couldn’t handle. And we’re…friends, aren’t we? What’s wrong with offering to help out a friend?”

Nancy’s brows shoot into her hairline. “Steve’s fed from you?”

“Just once. And it was kind of a life-or-death, we-were-just-tortured-by-secret-Russians…thing,” Nancy is still looking at her like Robin had switched to actually speaking Russian for this conversation. She feels her voice get quieter, more hesitant as she stumbles on. She wishes there was some kind of OFF switch she could smash in her brain that would stop everything from tumbling out in this hairbrained, jumbled mess but if such a thing exists, she hasn’t figured out where it is yet. “He was…really hurt. Like I don’t think…I don’t know if he would have survived it if he was just a human. So, it was more like me forcing it on him than him biting me. And I know now I’m offering it to you…which is starting to make me sound like I’ve got some kind of fucked up fetish for it but I swear I’m just trying to help. I just like, I don’t get why, if we can help and we’re your friends, why it’s such a big deal.”

Nancy’s expression had softened as Robin spoke, until she finally reaches out to place a comforting hand on Robin’s bent leg. Robin can feel her cool hand against her bare skin like a branding iron – each ice-cold fingertip leaving an imprint of Nancy’s fingerprints burned into her calf.

“Thank you, Robin. I appreciate that you’re just trying to help, and I’m sure Steve was very grateful that you were there with him back then. But I’ll be fine.”

“I know the hospital has a blood shortage right now,” Robin blurts out as Nancy starts to pull her hand away, pulling out her last trump card. Steve had let something slip a few days ago, and Robin pretended not to catch it – but she definitely noticed his slip, and the wary way Steve watched her for a few minutes after he had slipped up like he was just waiting for her to spring an argument on him. She was, technically, waiting to do just that, to the both of them. She had just been biding her time. “That’s all fine if you and Steve want to be stubborn and noble when you know you have access to a stash, but they haven’t recovered their stock from this last disaster. And there’s no way I’m buying the two of you are willing to keep stealing from them when you know they’re hurting for it,” Robin holds out her hand towards Nancy, palm up so the dusty blue of her vein under the thin skin of her wrist is clearly visible. “You guys aren’t going to last going on like this.”

Nancy looks like she still wants to argue the point, but her pupils are blown wide looking between Robin’s face and her proffered arm, and there’s a furrow above her brow that Robin knows means her headache is steadily kicking up in intensity.

The silence stretches on between them uncomfortably long, long enough that her arm starts to ache a little from holding it out for so long, and she’s starting to feel extremely foolish. But she grits her teeth and refuses to back down. When Nancy finally lifts her hand off of Robin’s leg to run her cool fingers along her inner wrist, Robin nearly jumps from surprise, despite having never taken her eyes off of her.

The featherlight touch sends goosebumps over her arm and she prays Nancy just chalks it up to her own cold hands.

“Your hands are cold,” Nancy says softly, her fingertips resting just in the palm of Robin’s hand.

Robin nearly yanks her hand away in surprise. “You’re joking right?”

Nancy’s lips quirk in a small smile, but it disappears just as quickly. “I know, but I also know what temperature a human typically feels like. You don’t have great circulation to your hands.”

“Fine,” Robin drops her hand away from Nancy’s gentle touch to pull at her loose collar. The loose t-shirt she may or may not have stolen from Steve’s closet is nowhere close to covering up her throat, but she tugs at it anyways, as if loosening it to make room. She can feel Nancy’s eyes track every movement and not for the first time, but for the first time when the attention is directed so solely on herself, Robin is reminded that vampires are, first and foremost, predators.

How could she ever have forgotten that little detail? “Drink from somewhere else.”

Nancy swallows and Robin finds herself following the movement the same way Nancy had done to her earlier.

“If we do this,” Nancy starts, ignoring Robin’s rolled eyes. “You have to tell me immediately if it becomes too much for you, overwhelming or just uncomfortable – anything.”

“Okay-”

“Or if it starts to feel like I’m taking too much. It can be hard to keep track of sensations like that during it, so anything weird. The minute you feel dizzy or lightheaded or even just a little bit tired, you need to let me know. Say stop or...or tap my arm twice if you feel like you can’t talk.”

“Okay.”

“Robin.”

“I promise. Anything funky, I will let you know.”

Nancy looks like she doesn’t quite believe her, or at least wants to argue the point a little longer, but her eyes have gotten darker, her pupils impossibly larger until there is only the palest sliver of blue along the edge. Robin briefly wonders if there’s something wrong with her – like maybe she does have some kind of freaky fetish for this – but Nancy’s intense, blown-out look sends a thrill through her. She knows she’s pushing her luck, but she leans back a little, tilting her head as if to present her throat.

She hears Nancy inhale, a shaky, unsteady little sound, that she inexplicably wants to draw from her again, and then her senses are filled with her. In a split second, Nancy closed the space between them on the bed to loom over her. A hand lands on either side of her head on the pillow, and she feels one of Nancy’s legs settle between her own as she stretches over her. Her tight, coiled curls brush against Robin’s cheek as she leans down close. Her sweet, flowery perfume surrounds her, but there’s a deeper, musky undertone to the scent Robin has never noticed before. It’s overwhelming, surrounding her and yet Robin can’t help but want more, to breathe deeply and pull that heady scent in until she’s drowning in it.

Her hot breath against Robin’s skin sends another sharp thrill through her and Robin hopes Nancy doesn’t notice exactly what kind of effect she’s having on her. She feels as much as hears the deep breath Nancy takes, inhaling her scent as she trails her nose along the column of Robin’s throat in search of her fluttering, racing pulse. Nancy trails one hand up along the underside of Robin’s neck to sink into her hair, not pulling but holding tight to adjust her head just so with only the slightest bend of her wrist.

There’s a soft, wet sound and then Robin can feel the wet, heat of Nancy’s breath, the long drag of Nancy’s fangs against her skin. She shudders at the sensation, and the brush of Nancy’s lips as she speaks against her neck.

“Are you sure-”

“Nance,” Robin protests, hoping to God she’s imagining the whine in her own voice, but she already feels wound tight, teetering on the precipice of something she doesn’t understand but desperately wants to dive headfirst into, consequences be damned.

There’s a flash of a smile against her skin and then Nancy sinks her teeth into her.

The sensation nearly has Robin bucking them both off the bed. The immediate, overwhelming sense of pleasure goes through her in an instant, burning through any other thought or feeling inside her until the only thing she wants is more. It feels like every molecule inside her is being set ablaze with an all-consuming need. She grabs blindly at herself, at the comforter under her, at Nancy’s well-worn shirt, blunt nails scratching at her through the fabric. Anything to drag this feeling in closer to herself, to satisfy this sudden yawning, burning hunger unfurling in her gut.

Nancy’s legs tighten around her thigh, likely to stop her from squirming any more, but mindless to anything but chasing more of this feeling, Robin arches her hips, grinding down against the leg between her own. She gasps, the move sending a whole new wave of pleasure over her and she’s halfway through doing it again when Nancy pulls off of her with a wet smack.

“Are you okay?” Nancy asks, breathlessly. Her eyes are impossibly, inhumanly dark, pupils blown out until there is no iris left and a nearly-glowing shine to them Robin has never seen outside of the Upside Down. Her mouth is bright red and glistening wet and the only thing Robin can think about is how badly she wants to kiss Nancy Wheeler.

She wants to know what her own blood tastes like on Nancy’s mouth.

“That is so not what it felt like when Steve bit me.”

Seriously, she needed to find that OFF button.

“Really?” Nancy looks astonished by this news, but more than that, she looks…pleased? “Not at all?”

Awareness, and subsequent mortification, is slowly dawning on Robin through the fading haze of everything else and she suddenly wants nothing more than to get out from under Nancy and possibly never look her in the eye again. But, as if she can sense that, Nancy settles more firmly on her thigh, as if to hold her in place. Robin has to swallow down a moan at the feeling. Her hand had moved from Robin’s hair, but she keeps it close to her head on the pillow, and she could definitely get another good grip on her faster than Robin could shake her off. Nancy’s other hand trails down along the length of her body – not actually touching her just following the curve of her side along the bed until she reaches her hip. Her fingers trail up and down the small expanse of skin exposed where the hem of Robin’s shirt had ridden up in her squirming. Her fingers are already notably warmer than before, but that does nothing to stop the goosebumps from popping up under her featherlight touches.

When Robin never replies, Nancy curls her hand around her hip, pressing the heel of her palm against Robin’s hip bone and leaning over her as if to press her body more firmly into the mattress. Robin desperately tries to swallow down the actual whimper that threatens to escape her at the feeling.

“What did it feel like?” Nancy asks, her voice is low, almost a growl.

At that, Robin does whimper, the nearly possessive tone in Nancy’s voice making her toes curl. She has to look away from the girl looming over her to get her thoughts in some semblance of an order, and even then, staring hard at Nancy’s plain white ceiling as if to ground herself, she struggles to find her voice.

“Before it was…it was like being wrapped in my favorite blanket and eating my favorite food. Like curling up with my favorite book. Just…the sense of feeling perfectly…content. Safe. This was…” her face heats up as she tries to come up with an adequate way to describe what she had just felt.

When she finally looks back at Nancy, her hopeless attempt to describe whatever this just was trailing off into nothing, Nancy has a soft, fond smile spreading across her shining lips, rather than any frustration or anger with Robin’s inability to talk. But there’s also a hunger in her blown-out, inhuman eyes Robin hadn’t noticed before.

“Are you okay?” Nancy asks again.

Robin gawks at her. “You’re joking, right?” she repeats her same thought from before, but Nancy isn’t as quick to humor her this time.

“Robin, I need a real answer.”

“Oh god, okay, yes. I’m fine. A little, eternally, mortified, but it doesn’t feel like you took too much.”

“Good,” Nancy says with a nod. Suddenly, her smile turns wicked. “Same rules apply, tell me or tap twice if it’s too much,” Nancy reminds her.

And before Robin can confirm, or question her, Nancy sinks down again. Biting on the opposite side of her throat, just above her collarbone.

Robin isn’t any more prepared for the immediate rush of sensation the second time. She might even be less prepared the second time around, her nerves already alight with burning pleasure and hypersensitive from before. Her vision goes fuzzy for a second, a wave of need rushing over her in time with her racing pulse. She sobs as Nancy pulls back, just enough to drag her fangs along Robin’s skin again, this time with enough pressure for her to feel the slight burn of twin scratches blooming around the second bite.

Nancy trails down over her prone form, lips dragging over her skin until Robin is shaking from the teasing sensations. She presses a kiss to the center of her chest, through the soft, suffocating fabric of her t-shirt and moves on again. She trails her lips down along Robin’s inner arm, nipping at the sensitive skin – never hard enough to break skin, but hard enough to make her desperate for it again anyways. She glances up to meet Robin’s eye as she reaches her hand, lifting it up to place an achingly, soft kiss to her palm. As she trails further down, breath ghosting over her fingertips, Robin presses two fingers inside her bright red mouth. Nancy’s eyes brighten, never straying from Robin’s face as she drags her tongue between her fingers pulling them from her mouth by her loose grip on Robin’s wrist. She pricks the tip of one of Robin’s fingers with her fang, letting the bright crimson blood bead along her finger for them both to watch, mesmerized for a moment before she sucks it back into her mouth.

“Nance,” Robin sobs, not bothering to try and hide the desperation in her voice anymore. She hardly even knows what she wants except that she’s going to go crazy if Nancy doesn’t stop toying with her.

She pulls off of her with a soft, wet pop. For a single, hypnotizing moment a string of saliva connects Robin’s finger to her stained lips, and it takes all of Robin’s self-control not to press back inside her mouth. Then, Nancy ducks down again, grinding herself against Robin’s trapped thigh, pressing her own leg back against Robin through her shorts, matching Robin’s surprised gasp with a pleased one of her own. before she slips off to settle fully between her legs. She pushes Robin’s shirt up, just enough to expose her stomach, alternating between trailing kisses and more nipping, teasing bites down her abdomen, and along the loose waistband of her shorts.

“May I?” She asks, fingers tucking into the edge of her waistband and looking up curiously at Robin.

Robin thinks it’s probably a good sign that she, at least, has enough sense not to tell Nancy she can do whatever the hell she wants at this point, even if it is her first instinct. So, she just nods instead. Safest choice.

With quick, deft fingers, Nancy undoes the buttons of Robin’s shorts and wiggles them down. She slips off the bed, just long enough to pull them completely off her legs before she settles back down between Robin’s spread legs. Boneless from both pleasure and anticipation, Robin lets Nancy position her, one leg bent so her inner thigh is exposed to the room, the other draped over Nancy’s lap.

Nancy places a kiss just above her knee, sweet and soft, before her smile turns devious against Robin’s skin once again. She lowers her head, sinking her fangs into the sensitive skin of her inner thigh.

Robin arches off the bed, sobbing as the pleasure rushes through her again, lighting up every inch of her body with the sensation. She feels like she must be glowing, floating, coming outside of her body. Nancy throws Robin’s leg over her shoulder before sliding her hand back down to support her lower back, keeping her half-suspended off the bed.  

Nancy’s name becomes a desperate, gasping mantra, falling from Robin’s lips with each shaking exhale. She feels like she’s pleading for something but she doesn’t even know what it is until Nancy slips a finger inside her underwear, pushing the damp fabric aside. Robin shivers at the rush of cooler air against her flushed skin, whimpering as Nancy drags two fingers through her slick arousal before finding her clit. She rubs the sensitive, bundle of nerves, alternating between near-punishing pressure and teasing, featherlight brushes. When her climax finally crashes over her, Robin comes with an actual sob, overstimulated, exhausted tears springing to her eyes.

Nancy pulls off of her leg in the same moment, muffling an echoing moan to Robin’s cry against her leg. She lowers Robin’s leg from her shoulder, keeping one arm wrapped around her bare thigh to support her shaking leg. Nancy rests her forehead against Robin’s knee for a moment, her chest heaving with breathless gasps in time with Robin’s own. Robin can feel a sheen of sweat cooling over her skin, but every place of contact between them feels like she’s on fire.

When Nancy finally looks up again, her eyes are mostly back to normal, her pupils only slightly dilatated, and there’s a blissful, pleased lightness over her expression. Some cross between comfortable contentment and like the cat that caught the canary, Robin thinks.

Until she notices the tear tracks. Nancy moves so fast Robin can’t even follow the movement. Her abdomen protests sitting up as if she had just done a marathon of crunches rather than trying her hand at being an all-you-can-eat buffet, but she doesn’t stop Nancy from gathering her up into her arms. Her hands that had been burning hot on her skin, just a moment ago, are already cooling down again as Nancy brushes the remaining tears from her cheeks.

“Oh god, Robin. Why didn’t you say something? Are you hurt? Are you feeling sick? What-”

“Kiss me,” Robin pleads, any remaining, self-preserving filter completely done away with.

Nancy pulls back, shocked. “What?”

“Please. If even just a fraction of that was from more than just drinking my blood, please kiss me or I think I might actually start crying for real and it is going to be so embarrassing and gross for everyone involved and I-”

Nancy cuts her off with a quick kiss, muffling her own quiet laugh against Robin’s mouth. But with little more than a press of their lips, she pulls back.

Robin swears if she could feel any of her limbs at that point, she would have played a more active role in this, but for the time being she just whines at Nancy’s quick retreat.

“Nance.”

“What?”

“What was that?”

Nancy’s nose crinkles in displeasure, even as amusement lights her eyes. “Robin, no. It’s gross. After I just…at least let me go brush my teeth or something.”

“No,” Robin insists, petulantly. She finally gets her arms to cooperate enough to settle loosely around Nancy’s waist. It wouldn’t actually hold her there if she was determined to get away but Robin hopes the shy, happy smile she tucks against her shoulder at the motion means she isn’t inclined to do anything like that. “It’s my blood, isn’t it? Just kiss me.”

“You’re gross,” Nancy tells her matter-of-factly.

But then she leans in, and actually kisses Robin anyways. Her hands come up to cup Robin’s face, cradling her jaw, gently helping tilt her head this way or that as their lips move against each other until Robin can match her rhythm. She nips at Robin’s bottom lip, not enough to draw blood again but the sensation makes Robin shiver at the memory anyways, mouth falling open further in a choked moan. Nancy licks into her mouth, and Robin can taste herself, the salty, metallic tinge of her blood, on Nancy’s tongue. Some part of her hopes when they part, her mouth will be stained red with it to match Nancy’s own glistening mouth.

Eventually, their kisses turn softer, slower until they break away to soft, reverent touches, lying side by side, with their legs entwined, fingertips trailing down the side of their faces, brushing hair back behind each other’s ears. Robin’s fists clench in Nancy’s shirt at her waist, wishing somehow to bring them closer, to bring them flush against each other until two could become one and share forever in the sensations still making her head reel.

Wait.

Robin pulls back so suddenly Nancy nearly bites her lip. She looks immediately concerned, eyes tracing over Robin’s face for any sign of illness or lightheadedness.

“Nancy, you never, I mean, do you still need – oh god, why didn’t I listen to Steve’s advice about practicing how to talk about this beforehand?”

Nancy giggles at her rambling, tucking her head in against Robin’s throat while she stumbles her way through her thoughts.

“You know, you can stop me at any time,” Robin offers half-heartedly. She rubs a hand up and down Nancy’s back, following the curve of her spine as she curls into Robin.

“I like listening to you talk,” Nancy admits against her before pressing a kiss over her very first bite mark. She sits up, meeting Robin’s embarrassed gaze. “I feel everything you do when I’m feeding,” she says carefully, pointedly. “Trust me, I’m great.”

Robin flushes, even though she was glad for the reassurance. “Well, good. But still next time, it’s your turn.”

Nancy arches a brow at her. “Next time?”

Oh god. “I mean,” Robin stammers. “Obviously, just if you want-”

Nancy bites at her bottom lip, but it does very little to actually suppress her giddy smile. “Robin, I’m messing with you. That sounds…perfect.”

“Okay, yeah. G-good.”

“Robin?”

“Yeah?”

“Kiss me?”

“Oh, thank god,” Robin leans back in, her mission only slightly deterred by Nancy’s wide smile. Or maybe, her own.

A few hours and a couple dozen kisses later, Steve pulls into the Wheeler driveway to pick Robin up for the night. She had gotten her license, finally, but without a car to drive, it didn’t do her much good either way.

She does one last once-over of Nancy’s room, trying to make sure she isn’t forgetting anything else. It turns out, Nancy had a bad (amazing) habit of tossing her clothing every which way, which made trying to get out the door, without arousing suspicion to Steve or any of the rest of the Wheeler family that had made their way home over the last few hours, much more difficult than it should have been.

Nancy looks decidedly more pleased with herself after it all than Robin really thinks is entirely fair. But if it is just because she liked making Robin flustered, or if Robin was missing something in an obvious place, she wasn’t sure. She doesn’t bother trying to help, or give her a hint, but watches her with a cocky little smile, lounging still half-undressed on her bed. It makes it that much harder for Robin to stay on track and remember why she even needs to find all her clothes and leave.

In the end, she gets sidetracked for another ten minutes, crawling back into Nancy’s bed until Steve calls over the walkie with a new, concerned tone in his voice. And then she has to come half-way back up the stairs, twice, once for her flashcards they had knocked under the bed and once for her second shoe, before she actually makes it out of the Wheeler house.

When she finally slides into Steve’s car, throwing her bag of study material into the empty backseat, she’s practically vibrating with the urge to tell Steve everything. But when she finally turns around to face him, she apparently doesn’t have to.

“Why do you smell like Nancy?” He asks, brow furrowed with a profusely confused expression. He keeps subtly trying to sniff the air, as if looking for something.

“I just spend all afternoon with her, remember? Considering we’re still sitting in her driveway?”

“No, no. It’s a different scent than that, it’s like-” Steve trails off, eyes catching on something on her chest. Or maybe her neck. “Is that a bite mark?”

Robin sighs, she is excited about being able to share this with Steve, but maybe she should have tried to think that out a little bit first.

“Yes, okay, it is. But first I need you to understand…” Robin trails off as she sees Steve’s shit-eating grin.

“I can’t believe it, you slut,” Steve jokes slapping at her shoulder. “You called off work for boobies?”

“Gross, don’t say it like that!” Robin yells, shoving at him. She knows he’s just trying to get a reaction out of her, even before he starts laughing and it’s so hard to keep a stern tone through her own smile. “Oh, I don’t even want to hear it, dingus. I’ve earned it after all the shifts I’ve covered for you.” She settles back into her seat with a huff, but she’s smiling again despite herself before she can even get her seatbelt on.

Steve grins at her again, his eyes bright with laughter and all of a sudden, she feels like they are incredibly young again, like the weight of everything they’ve been through the last few years has been shed for a few hours and they’re kids again, giddy with the chance to talk about girls like their only worry is about getting a date for the weekend. She reaches over, poking aggressively at the, frankly, massive bruise not remotely hidden by his polo collar, laughing as he slaps at her hands to get her to stop poking him. “What the hell is up with this hickey, anyways? You know you’re the one with fangs, right?”

[houtaiworks]

sorry i kept thinking about aroace ayano and then i accidentally thought about the whole dan woops my b

also it's like a yard long so i'll insert it after the break hehehaha i am completely normal about the gender and sexualities of characters...

Kagerou Project Pronouns, Genders, and Sexualities

title bc this post just showing up as "Tateyama Ayano" confused here

Tateyama Ayano

pronouns - she/her

gender - AMAB female

sexuality - aromantic asexual

okay hear me out... like she has so much love to give y'know! she loves her parents, she loves her friends, and she especially loves her family!! idk, i just can't see her having romantic attractions?? also i had to project my aroaceness onto someone you have to understand-

Kido Tsubomi

pronouns - he/him, they/them, she/her

gender - AFAB female

sexuality - lesbian

pronouns =/= gender queen!! (also so gnc,,,)

Seto Kousuke

pronouns - he/him

gender - AMAB male

sexuality - straight

he's just so ally.... idk how to explain it

Kano Shuuya

pronouns - xe/xirs, it/its

gender - AFAB bxyflux

sexuality - gay

like so gender in every way possible you don't understand... xe's my bxy i'm sorry

Kozakura Marry

pronouns - she/her, flo/flow, they/them

gender - A?AB gxrl

sexuality - demiomnisexual

omg flo was so hard to like.............. define?? ok that sounds wrong but like you get it right

Kisaragi Momo

pronouns - she/her, they/them

gender - AFAB demigirl

sexuality - lesbian

idrk what to say here, but if i have notes for some but not all it'd ick me so i gotta write some words...

Ene / Enomoto Takane

pronouns - any and all pronouns, but preference to it/its, xe/xem

gender - AFAB pangender

sexuality - pansexual

it's too powerful to be contained

Kisaragi Shintaro

pronouns - they/them, he/him

gender - AMAB bxy

sexuality - bisexual

okay okay so like it's like they're like a guy but also it's like not his problem?? like 100% totally a guy but also like doesn't actually care all too much?? does that make sense?? like doesn't care about his gender but not in the agender way. idk it made sense in my head but now it doesn't... oh well i'm sorry i can't be normal about him i love them

Amamiya Hibiya

pronouns - he/him

gender - AFAB male

sexuality - straight

my transmasc baby!!! ok i'm sorry i'm projecting...

Kokonose Haruka

pronouns - she/her, he/him

gender - AMAB bigender

sexuality - demipansexual

so gender... also thank yuukei-yikes for this my eyes have been opened

Asahina Hiyori

pronouns - she/her

gender - AFAB female

sexuality - demiheterosexual

i realize a lot of them are demisexual... wooops?

[cryscabbage]

"If your wrists were slashed with your own knife, would anyone think twice?"

"I'm always surprised when you come to see me, Locky. Thought you'd be dead by now."

"Sometimes I think I'd be better off dead." "I understand that.."

"You're right, no one will be surprised if I turn up dead, they've all been waiting for it. So put me out of my misery by all means, but just let her go."

"Do what you want with me, I don't care."

"What the hell was that?" "Flo was right, total psychos." "Not them, you, you were practically begging him to kill you." "I'd prefer to call it a noble sacrifice." "Oh don't give me that shit, you know if I hadn't come to, you'd be dead." "That's... That's not true."

"You might be able to turn your feelings on and off like a tap..."

"I'm the only one who knows where it's hidden so if you kill me, you will never get it back." "That's a bluff." "You'd better shoot me, then." "You'd have fitted in well with the monks, boy, you have a death wish." "Yeah maybe.. But you're not going to do it."

"Nothing good comes from letting people in. Everything ends and everyone leaves."

"When my time comes, I don't intend on leaving anyone behind who's going to lie there every night wishing I would just walk through that door one more time."

"To be honest, the bottom of the Thames used to be a far more appealing place to be and really no one would've cared."

"That bastard has a plan." "A suicidal one." "That tends to be a feature of all my best plans."

"Lockwood almost died a thousand times, but I think he's decided he's better off alive."

Mate ain't fucking well, this is just scenes from the show, let alone the book

[thehypotensivegrad]

The Adviser (17/45) | Bechloe Mafia AU

These Grand Schemes - Chapter Preview (read the rest at ao3)

"Why are you even here?" Flo asked dryly as the tenants, minus their beloved lawyers and Emily, all gathered in her canteen for their weekly informal gatherings.

Who was she asking?

Bumper, Donald, and this random guy who was constantly on a unicycle that they just happen to call Unicycle.

Amy has been just as curious as Flo herself. The last few days, they've seen the three of them keeping a low profile and working on opening an office in the tower. Now, Bumper was here with a basket of fruits and a stack of calling cards.

"I think we should just call Beca and the others," Jessica then noted.

"Nonononononono," Bumper quickly rambled on. "Please, we're here to make peace not war. We're actually opening a travel agency, here," he went on to say, handing each of them a calling card.

"Bye Bye Balloon?" Ashley asked sounding incredibly confused.

"Yes! We're the premiere travel agency for those wanting to escape the country… I mean travel via hot air balloon, weather permitting." Bumper then said.

"Why?" Stacie then asked just as dryly as Flo did. "What new ploy is this to kick us out?"

"Not a ploy, ma'am," Donald then said.

"Do I look like a ma'am to you?" Stacie then asked with a raise of an eyebrow.

"No, no, s-sorry," Donald quickly apologized.

Bumper asked his associate to step aside and walked towards Amy and her fellow long-time tenants. He bowed down and muttered his apologies.

"We got off to a bad start, and that's probably because we were bad, but we're good now, I promise! We had a chilling epiphany, let's just say. And we're totally against Babel now too. So please, forgive us! Find mercy in your heart!"

"They seem sincere enough," Amy noted, and Bumper all but beamed at her with tears in his eyes. "But you'll have to understand, we're still a little wary. It's gonna take time for us to accept your sincerity."

"Oh, we know, we know! We're willing to do anything to prove to you all our sincerity. I for one surely am eager too!" Bumper then replied.

"Anything you say?" Amy then said.

"I still think you guys have an ulterior motive," CR then noted.

"Maybe they heard about the gold," Benji then let slip.

To which everyone else responded with "Shhhhhhhhhh!"

Lilly specifically looked about ready to slice and dice him up for opening his mouth about it.

"Gold?" Donald then asked, looking incredibly confused.

"It's just a tall tale," Denise quickly then said. "Buried treasure in the building or so they say, but it's all totally fake."

"Well, we don't know about any buried gold, but I do know a prospector if you all need help. To show you our gratitude, I'll connect you to him, and if he does find any, you guys don't need to share with us!" Bumper then said. "Just, let us stay here with you guys, please!"

"But the gold doesn't exist, it will be a waste of time," Stacie argued and Lilly all but nodded fervently in agreement. Amy herself wasn't so sure about what the hullaballoo about the gold was but the two of them were sure acting suspicious about it.

The rest of the tenants discussed it, however, eager to prove to themselves whether or not the gold was real.

"You're on probation," Flo then said.

The three former Trebles looked incredibly relieved. Amy wasn't sure where all this talk about prospectors and gold will lead to, but looking at Bumper, she could at least guarantee that there will be colorful days ahead of them.

[lillyorlyracat]

THE F/O LIST!!!!!!!!!!!

Okay babies! This is it! This is the f/o list!

This will include almost EVERY SINGLE ONE of my fictional others! This is linked on my pinned post, which is likely where you're coming from. I'll update this from time to time with new skrunklies when they come up and

As for boundaries, I don't have many! If you happen to share an f/o with me, that's really cool, I'm not uncomfortable with that, they love you. If you need to block me because you are uncomfortable with f/o sharing, that's cool too! I totally understand.

Additionally, I am a minor, so a couple of my romantic f/o's are also minors (around my age). They're growing up with me, by the time I'm an adult they will also be adults,,, anwudggx I'm not weird ;w;

One more thing! I have a boyfriend irl who also selfships! It shares a good ton of f/o's with me, so I'll mark the ones we're both dating with a star (☆)

Okay. NOW I can list the characters...

Romantic f/o's

Tribore Menendez (Final Space)

Randall Boggs (Monsters Inc/University)☆

Marvin the Martian (all Looney Tunes media)☆

Roger Smith (American Dad)

Loki (Marvel)☆

Blitzø (Helluva Boss)☆

Sir Pentious (Hazbin Hotel)

Filburt Shellbach (Rocko's Modern Life)

Hawkodile (Unikitty!)

Lord Garmadon (LEGO Ninjago, but specifically the movie. I haven't seen the show)

Jenny Wakeman (My Life as a Teenage Robot)☆

Makoto Kino/Sailor Jupiter (Sailor Moon.. but the og not Crystal.. I don't plan on seeing Crystal)☆

Judy Hopps (Zootopia)☆

Pleakley (Lilo & Stitch)☆

MoominMamma (all Moomins media, but mostly the 90s series bc i'm the most familiar with that one)

Donatello (TMNT 2012)☆

Minion (Megamind)

Mr. Piranha (The Bad Guys)☆

Rapunzel (Tangled)☆

Triffany Lottablog (Bugsnax)

Crane (Kung Fu Panda)

Kinger (The Amazing Digital Circus)

Caine (The Amazing Digital Circus)☆

Bandit Heeler (Bluey!)☆

Chilli Heeler (Bluey!)☆

Invader Skoodge (Invader Zim)

Lard Nar (Invader Zim)

Audrey II (Little Shop of Horrors)☆

Commander Peepers (Wander Over Yonder)☆

Flo (Splatoon 2)

Donnie and Raph (ROTTMNT)☆

Aristotle (Billie Bust Up!) ☆

Rusty Rose (Sonic Prime)

Shawn (Sunny Day Jack)

Thorax (MLP:FiM)

King Trollex (Trolls franchise)

Meta Knight (Kirby)☆

Miscellaneous f/o's that I'm not sure if they're romantic or queerplatonic or what but I still love them

Jevil (Deltarune)

Spamton (Deltarune)

Stripe Heeler (Bluey!)

Escargoon (Kirby)

Spinel (Steven Universe)

Queen (Deltarune)

Rouxls Kaard (Deltarune)

Colin the computer (Don't Hug Me I'm Scared)

Starlo (Undertale Yellow)

Mr Ping (Kung Fu Panda)

Tulio Triviño (31 Minutos)

Cooper (Trolls)

Synth (Trolls Trollstopia)

There's a lot of deltarune characters in there.. Anyway,

Queerplatonic f/o's

Skelita Calaveras (Monster High)

Hairdresser Octopus/Takoyama (Parappa The Rapper)

Durpleton (Centaurworld)

Bloberta Puppington (Moral Orel)

Familial f/o's

Quatronosto Menendez (Final Space)

Trequeño Menendez (Final Space OC)

Ickis (AAAHH!!! Real Monsters)

Devil Cookie (Cookie Run)

Megamind (Megamind...)

Bluey Heeler (Bluey!)

Bingo Heeler (Bluey!)

Muffin Heeler (Bluey!)

Socks Heeler (Bluey!)

Ghoulia Yelps (G1 Monster High ONLY)

Beezle (Unico)

Vannelope Von Schweetz (Wreck-It Ralph)

Usagi Tsukino/Sailor Moon (Sailor Moon)

Gilbert, Shellbert, Norbert, and Missy Hutchison (Rocko’s Modern Life)

Orel Puppington (Moral Orel)

Ms. Tarantula (The Bad Guys)

Mr. Shark (The Bad Guys)

Ninni (all Moomins media but mostly the 90s series)

Leo and Mikey (ROTTMNT)

S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N. (ROTTMNT)

Blossom, Bubbles, and Buttercup (Powerpuff Girls)

Bugs Bunny (all Looney Tunes media)

Lock, Shock, and Barrel (Nightmare Before Christmas)

Moomin/Moomintroll (Moomins media, mostly 90s)

Little My (Moomins media, mostly 90s)

Loona (Helluva Boss)

Ma, Pa, and Junior Gorg (Fraggle Rock)

Oh (Home 2015)

All the other turtles (TMNT 2012)

Platonic f/o's

Every other Bugsnax character

Mike Wazowski (Monsters Inc/University/At Work)

Roxanne Richie (Megamind)

Casey Jones (TMNT 2012)

Callie (Splatoon)

Marie (Splatoon)

Rocko (Rocko's Modern Life)

Mr Hemulen (all moomins media,, specifically 90s,, you get it by now)

Marinette Dupain-Cheng (Miraculous Ladybug & Chat Noir)

Adrien Agreste (Miraculous Ladybug & Chat Noir)

All the other Centaurworld characters ever

All the Muppets ever. Every single one of them

Cotterpin Doozer (Fraggle Rock)

Every resident of Radiator Springs (Cars franchise)

Francine Smith (American Dad)

Legoshi (Beastars)

Pomni (The Amazing Digital Circus)

Scootaloo (MLP:FiM)

Apple Bloom (MLP:FiM)

Derpy (MLP:FiM)

Kirby

The whole Belcher family + Teddy (Bob's Burgers)

Unikitty (Unikitty!)

Puppycorn (Unikitty!)

Richard (Unikitty!)

Dr. Fox (Unikitty!)

Nick Wilde (Zootopia)

Baron Draxum & his little gargoyle minions (ROTTMNT)

The rest of the Furious Five (Kung Fu Panda)

And Po (Kung Fu Panda)

And Shifu (Kung Fu Panda)

And Zhen!! (Kung Fu Panda)

Fantoccio (Billie Bust Up)

Barnaby (Billie Bust Up)

Peridot (Steven Universe)

Fictionkin related f/o's🔥🪼🌺

Wade 💧(the hubby)

Wade's family <3 💦

Bernie & Cinder Lumen (my parents) ❤️‍🔥

Margot ✨️(bestieee)

Agatha, Arthur, & Sam Gillman (my parents and little brother) 🐙

Uncle Brill 🤪

Grandmamah 👑

Nessie!! 🐾 (pubbie..)

[+ bonus: my first fictional enemy! Chelsea 🧜‍♀️]

BRANCH!!! 🎤 (the HUBBY)

Branch's brothers! <3 🎶 (Brozone: Where'd They Bro?)

Viva 🌟 (SISSSSS MY SISTER)

Several other trolls... 🤝 (more besties to add to the pile)

[But not Creek, screw that guy]

BRIDGET! 💇‍♀️ (OTHER SISTER)

Barb 🎸 (Barb)

[Note: I haven't met any fictionkin folks who are them yet (I'm not counting my irl bf because he's not fictionkin though associate him with Wade and Branch), but I'd really like to meet Bernie & my kraken family, as well as just about anyone from Trolls🥲]

Alrighty! Well, that's all i can think of at the moment... thanks for reading I suppose :)

[floralflorence]

Hey! First, I want to say l lovvvved the new cubshots chapters! (I love the whole fic fr I reread it all the time

- apologies I probably majorly throw off your hits to kudos ratio lol, l'd leave more kudos if I could).

Literally never stop writing, you're a gem

I did want to mention though :( l've noticed you use

"Esk*mo" a few times in your writing, which is a very harmful slur against the Inuit. There's a lot of racist history around that word in Canada, especially French Canadian regions like where the boys are from, so lines like Finn's polar bear fighting one can be really offensive (to indigenous people it would be like a white person using the N-word to say they looked like they were going cotton picking or something...so. definitely not good) this -> article (https://www. thecanadianencyclopedia.ca/en/article/eskimo) gives a decent summary of the term, if you're curious

I'm assuming youre totally pure of heart and just might not know - understandably since you're

British (I think?) and I imagine it's not talked about a lot over there - so l wanted to give you a heads up

All love! Thanks xx

Hello my dear!!!

First just wanted to say thank you for your support and for all your love, honestly I appreciate it to no end!

An secondly, most importantly, I had absolutely no idea that it was in any way harmful to the Inuit community and want to thank you SO MUCH for letting me know! As always, the Internet is a learning experience. Yes, I'm British, and it's never been mentioned here so I was unaware.

It'll be changed within the next 5 minutes (feel free to time me) and will never be featured again.

I genuinely do apologise if it caused any offence, it absolutely was NOT meant to come across that way. I wish to give all my readers an enjoyable little escape from their lives and a good experience reading my content so please please please if any other issues like this happen let me know so I can keep it as a positive experience for everyone!

Once again, thank you both for your support and letting me know!!!

All my love - Flo xx

[marinerainbow]

Final family post

Betty's Family

The Locera's are... Actually pretty wholesome. There's a brief mention of an unplanned child and sending said child to the other orphanage, but that has a happy ending.

Betty is the youngest runt of... 12 children in total. Six girls, six boys. Plus, two parents... Let's go over them all real quick.

Boris Locera: The first eldest, and most protective of all the Locera siblings. He and Betty are the closest since she was the runt, and he acted as a third caretaker for her (he was like that with the rest of their siblings, but Betty most especially). He moves to Inkwell with her to help her out.

Bonnie Locera: The second eldest. She deals more in selling and distribution rather than actually growing the flowers on the farm. She's firm, but has a good heart.

Billy Locera: The third eldest. He helps Bonnie with finances but is more relaxed than her.

Brittany Locera: The fourth eldest. She actually enjoys fashion and wants to start her own line of clothing. She still helps with the farm though.

Bryce Locera: The fifth eldest. He was actually the first who got married and started his own farm.

Beatrice Locera: The sixth eldest. She's the most social and was the most supportive of Betty moving out of Hayseed (not that the others weren't supportive).

Braydon Locera: The seventh eldest. He enjoys outdoorsy activities the most.

Barbara Locera: The eighth eldest. She is the most shy of them all, but will talk your ear off about animal facts if you let her.

Bryan Locera: The ninth eldest. He's the most quiet, but not in a shy way like Barbara. He wants to work at a library someday.

Blossom Locera: The tenth eldest. She, Betty, and Boris are the only single members of the family by far. But Blossom adores each of her neices and nephews.

Benny Locera: The second youngest. He's also close with Betty, but mostly because they both got babied.

Betty Locera: The youngest and most developed out of all the siblings. As mentioned before, she's the runt of them all so she's the smallest, and most fed up with being babied.

Bill Locera: A bit of a fretter, though will stand his ground if needed. He's a kind and caring father and husband and would do anything for his family. He was the one who taught the siblings how to be forgiving and understanding.

Bianca Locera: A tough woman who takes no-ones BS. She's more energetic than her husband, but she loves him all the same and adores all of her kids to bits. She was the one who taught them to speak their minds about anything and to have tough skin.

(Bonus fact: although I don't have pictures of them, Bianca has soft yellow coloring while Bill has a striking red coloring. All the Locera siblings are varying shades of orange)

Yeah. A big family. But they're all happy and love each other unconditionally. Betty and Boris live overseas in Inkwell now, but they do write to their siblings and parents often, and will visit during the holidays.

However, after seeing all the photos and hearing all the stories of her neices and nephews, Betty started wanting to have a child of her own (just one. Ain't no way in hell is she going to have a big nest like her parents if she can help it), but wasn't quite ready to date or get married. So, she made a visit to Inkwell Orphanage, and took in girl named Flower... who is a literal flower.

Flower belongs to @marshmallow-biscuit-blog (feel free to add onto this if you'd like ^^)

No one knew it just yet, but Flower actually still had a living parent... In fact, that parent just so happened to be one of Betty and Boris' new neighbors. A carnation by the name of Cagney.

Cagney, up to that point, had been a thorn in the butterflies' sides. Especially Betty's. She's not sure what exactly she did to annoy Cagney, but Betty has tried everything she knew to get him to cheer up. And she has long since reached her breaking point, and gives Cagney sass and attitude right back.

She and Boris were worried about how he'd treat Flower. But when the two flowers met, for once, Cagney was civil and... As nice as he can be. It was almost like he could tell that Flower was his child, despite technically never meeting her. And Flower actually looks up to the carnation.

I'm not sure how they'd all find out Flower and Cagney are related. But either way, Betty and Cagney managed to call a truce for Flower. As long as he doesn't try to hurt her kid, she'll welcome him in her garden.

(I'm debating it, but I'm thinking maybe Cagney and Betty start seeing each other. A rivals-to-lovers sort of thing. I'm greatly leaning towards it)

Any questions you guys have, I'll be more than happy to answer ^^

[hintless]

first week of 2023 update: thinking i dont have the energy to make a 2022 wrapped and now, im trying to look back at what the past year has brought me and im realizing, things didn’t really went as I had planned? but:

▪︎ we have a baby 👶🏻 on the way!

im gonna be honest: having a baby on our first year wasn’t the initial plan. to me, it’s a huge responsibility financially and physically because you have to be available and mentally aware all time and i thought i still wasn’t ready for that. our plan for 2022 is to enjoy our time together and travel given that we weren’t able to do that for the 11 long years we dated because I have extremely strict parents who were very much concerned about us having our time alone. i was only 16 when joshua and i met so I understand where they’re coming from but they didn’t ease up until im 27 😂 so we just complied. until May of 2022, after already being married for few months and after my Zambales trip with friends, we got curious and tried some baby-making ways we read on blogs. the next thing I know, I was already pregnant! although it wasn’t what we planned at all, the fact that we didn’t struggle on this aspect is a huge deal for us (!!) because we know a lot of married couple who finds it hard to conceive

ᵐʸ ᵐᵒᵐ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵐʸ ˢᶦˢᵗᵉʳ ʷʰᵉʳᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᶦʳˢᵗ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ᵇᵉᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ᵗʰᵉʸ ʷᵉʳᵉ ˢᵗᵃʸᶦⁿᵍ ʷᶦᵗʰ ᵘˢ ᵗʰᵉ ⁿᶦᵍʰᵗ ᶦ ᵗᵒᵒᵏ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗᵉˢᵗ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉʸ ˡᵒᵒᵏ ᵖʳᵉᵗᵗʸ ᵉˣᶜᶦᵗᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵉ ˡᵒˡ

▪︎ our little space now's looking more homey than when the year started

we got married on November of 2021, started living together in a small condo-like space by totally revamping an apartment rental to our liking; a space their family had already owned because we didn’t want to rent and we feel like paying a rent for years just equates to revamping the whole unit in a different layout. revamping took a lot of our money from the tiles we used, to ventilation, etc. so on our first month, we moved into an empty space with an old bed from when Joshua was still a binata, a small fridge passed on to us by his elder brother who moved out and a semi-working fan.

ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵃᵐᵉ ᵐᵒⁿᵗʰ ᵒᵘʳ ᵈᵒᵍ ᴺᵃⁿᵃ ʰᵃᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵘⁿᵈᵉʳᵍᵒ ᵃ ˢᵘʳᵍᵉʳʸ ˢᵒ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵏᶦⁿᵈᵃ ˢʷᶦᵗᶜʰᵉᵈ ᵒᵘʳ ᵖʳᶦᵒʳᶦᵗᶦᵉˢ

▪︎ we've survived our 1st year being married

Joshua and I dated for 11 years but there’s still a lot I learned when we started living together. the first months were fun but also chaotic because we both had to adjust to each others norms

▪︎ and lastly, we only have 7 months left credit dues to pay

from the wedding, to putting up together a small space of our own, to now, preparing for our little flo, the expenses were no joke as someone who resides in the Philippines. we have saved up an amount for the wedding but later on learned we will be needing more so we had to take up a loan and use some credit to finish our home project before we move in. this is probably the first time im in debt. i had no experience handling an entire household money before because before all these, i used to live with my parents and have never tried living alone. also, im quite festive and i like to celebrate wins but we really had to simplify few events and stick to a plain lifestyle by the end of the year to hit our saving goals. so it's a 🤝 for me to be able to survive this year financially while at the same time, being extra for our coming baby

ᵒᵘʳ ᵈᵉᶜᵉᵐᵇᵉʳ ²⁵ ˢᶜᵉⁿᵉ ⁹ᵃᵐ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵗᶦˡˡ ˢˡᵉᵉᵖᶦⁿᵍ

pangalawang pasko namin, december 2022, sa mahigit isang taong pagsasama sa isang bahay. tahimik, malamig at naghihintay ng batang malinggit na aming lalaruin sa huling dalawang buwan ng pagbubuntis ko

ang labas ng bahay, walang aborloloy o kahit anong palatandaang naghanda kami para sa pasko. sa loob, mayroon lamang maaabutang maliit na christmas tree na may kaunting regalo sa mga inaanak na tila nagsasabing, “ito lang muna” dahil hindi man lamang ang mga ito umukupa ng malaking espasyo

some more 2022 photos to remind me i had a blast:

this year has been nothing but lovely to me. rough phases surely ensued and days can be tricky sometimes, but overall, id like to say beyond blessed

hoping for more for everyone of us this year 2023!