#he totally isnt going to remember this tomorrow

[the-s1lly-corner]

Could you do the TADC cast x cowboy reader?

TADC cast x cowboy!reader !!

this might be the last post of tonight, my backs killing me and i wanna wake up early tomorrow since im gonna be making cinnamon rolls!

CAINE:

he would definitely copy your accent if you have one... he means nothing malicious, he just like how it sounds on you and this is how he shows that! has definitely made at least one in house adventure where you had to go like, stop a runnaway train or got a horse or whatever it is cowboys do in movies.. no thoughts only you taking off your hat and kissing him behind it... actually im thinking about this to all the characters...

POMNI:

i think she would be into it... if i had to give pomni a type i can oddly see her being into the rugged cowboy type. no i dont have any words to explain why... do not tip your hat at her and say something like "pardner" her face will immediately turn red and her eyes will do the thing where they get all huge

RAGATHA:

i said it in the post where the reader has a heavy southern accent, and i think a lot of the ideas would come up here. i think before ragatha got stuck in the digital world she grew up in a small southern town, so she probably finds comfort in your aesthetic even if she doesnt remember her past.... probably fans herself and get all red faced if you carry her during an in house adventure

JAX:

if you can lasso things hes gonna try to ask you to teach him... he totally doesnt have any.. motives... he isnt trying to learn a new skill thats going to ultimately be used to annoy the others whaaaaaat? the voices.... the voices are telling me to draw jax as a cowboy.... RAAAAAAAAAH

KINGER:

huh... a cowboy and a king getting a long... not the worst pairing but a pairing nonetheless... no thoughts, only you using your lasso to rescue kinger during an IHA... you sure as hell aint a knight, but kinger still considers one!

ZOOBLE:

still thinking about the lasoo thing but imagine trying to lasso them and the rope goes around their waist and you tug and... their head and limbs get left behind.. like i can totally see that happening and its making me laugh.. zooble would definitely be a little mad at you for a little while after that.. probably flicks your hat off your head when you two get reuinitec

GANGLE:

gangle IS the lasso/j... well you wouldnt do that to her.. now jax on the other hand.... i know i said that gangle would be the type to be into monster dating sims in the demon post, and thus would be into monsters and stuff because thats just an artist trait all artists have; i do think gangle would also be interested in cowboys... i believe in gangle having cringe fantasies in her head about how you swoon over each other with the whole western cowboy movie aesthetic!!!!!!

[sprunki-hcs]

right this is going to be totally batshit but hear me out

after being dead for a couple weeks, the survivors are all grouped up [pinki dies of blood loss/infection eventually]. its just jevin funbot and grey and they do a rock paper scissors thing to go outside scouting for anyone or anything, as they have since there were just four people left. grey loses bc hes my favourite and leaves the refuge, bunker, whatever it is to go out looking for stuff or other survivors [bro is in denial💔💔💔💔]

so hes being sneaky [as you need to be if you want to survive] and then he sees someone. bwuh? goes to investigate. its brud. hes lying on his back, no bucket, his injuries gone. grey goes up to him like "...brud?" and then the fella just starts screaming. that kind of agonised scream where you've just seen death. so both sprunki are freaking out and then it turns out everyone that died has...just come back? perfectly fine??? [well aside from the mental scars, they remember everything that happened]

well it turns out that when death isnt a problem you lose your fear of it. dying is trivial at worst, so its not something worth worrying about. youll just come back. in losing that fear of death, some risks are no longer scary; worst case scenario, youll still wake up tomorrow. so what if you got shot in the heart? give it a few days!

turns out death is looping because of blacks presence. turns out black is an angel. to protect himself during his time on that planet he makes an aura around a certain area that nullifies the effects of death, because youll just come back. he'll just come back.

whos he after? whats he looking for? they don't know. nobody does.

but he won't stop until he gets it.

And the suffering will stay eternal.

-☣

🎶.

[vee-beeee]

(Part 2) Robo Camping

HELLOOOO

PART 2 IS HERE

Im literally so sorry this took actual years, i got super sick

but im back with PART 2 and im READY

sorry for plot holes as always

I hope this isnt more trash, i worked so hard on this LOL

part 1 is (here) (i think) (idk how to link this properly)

Enjoy :D

Warnings: swearing maybe, FLUFF, and guys im venturing into the unknown here but there IS SMOOCHES and listen i tried hard but if they suck im SO SORRY

guys i gotta warn you, this is really cheesy like REALLY

this is so long holy 4k words

Conner, Nines, Sixty x reader

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You were HERE

After months of planning, days of road trips, hours of waiting, you were here.

And it was perfect.

You guys were deep in the heart of the woods, giving a little privacy to your area. The campsite itself was open with trees surrounding you, almost closing in with how the large they were looming over you. And in the corner was a break in the woods to a trail, which lead down to a small, crystal clear stream. Everything was gorgeous, just how you remembered it.

You giggled to yourself as the boys talked amongst themselves about how amazing it was while Nines picked a good place to park. After waiting point 0 seconds for Nines to unlock the door, you threw yourself into the woods and into this new experience.

(lil gif to get your brain going)

You ran to the middle of the camp and spun yourself in a full circle, taking in your surroundings. You could see your mountain peeking over the tree tops, and it looked majestic and glorious. Tomorrow you definitely wanted to check out the visitors lodge that sat around the middle of the mountain.

"You look like your enjoying yourself"

Snapping out of your trance (the mountain had that effect on you) you turned to look and see Nines smirking at you, but his gaze loving. He looked relaxed, and like he totally belonged in the woods, wearing a grey plaid shirt and his LED slightly hidden under a small beanie. You smiled at seeing him, and quickly ran a little ways up to him and made a motion with your arms to silently ask for what you wanted. His lips twitched and he nodded, allowing you to wrap your arms around him and sink into his hard shell of a front. You sighed softly and turned so your face was right between his pecs, enjoying the slight softness that his shirt provided. He smelled strongly of spice, and you inhaled to get more of it. The scent filled your lungs with a tingle, and you tried to mumble to him how much you enjoyed it

"Ymmmph smellpmh nicmph" he hummed out a laugh at hearing your poor attempts at communicating "what are you trying to say my dear?" you giggled into him and put your chin on his chest to fully gaze up into his face. His eyebrows were scrunched up but his eyes were full of mirth. Quietly, you started again "I said you smell nice" his face broke out into a Nines grin, brighter than ever as he and leaned in to press a gentle kiss to your temple. "Why thank you, I actually keep myself clean. You must be smelling real soap" you gasped and swatted away at him while his grip on you got tighter and he chuckled out.

Rude.

"Geeez get a room you two!" you broke out of your bubble with Nines and looked over your shoulder at Conner and Sixty, who were in the middle of unpacking the car. Sixty was glaring pointedly at the RK900 unit while he unfolded a chair, (and you knew he was the one who said that) and you heard Conner chuckle as he pulled a box out of the trunk. You sighed and nuzzled one more time into Nines chest, finally detaching yourself from his artificial warmth to blow him a smooch dramatically, watching his lips quirk as he fake caught it, bringing the hand he caught it in to his lips and giving you a charming look.

After that you guys helped get set up, you and Conner were assigned to making the tent while Nines and Sixty set up the (very organized and clean) camp. When you and Conner were done getting the tent built, you both jumped into it and hopped onto the humongous blow up mattress the boys bought. The tent was very spacious with room for all of you to move around, and the mattress only took up 1 third the space. The rest of the space had a small table with pillows set up around it, and all of your suitcases pilled up on each other in the corner. The roof of the tent was high and see-through, for " romantic star gazing" as Conner called it in the store. (To which Hank had rolled his eyes so hard you were surprised he didn't fall over and muttered something about teenagers in love)

While you were staring off into the sky above you, Conner caught your attention. He had gently reached out for your hand while you were distracted, and when you had turned your head to face him he brought it up to his lips and kissed it. You blushed and smiled goofily at him, and he returned it, grabbing you fully now and rolling you over on top of him. You both lightly laughed at the position, you were now on top of his whole body looking down on him and he was staring up at you. You continued to lovingly gaze at each other before you decided to quickly peck him on the lips. You started to pull away, only meaning to do a fast smooch, but his hand flew up to the back of your head to prevent you from leaving him.

And then his lips lightly meet yours again.

Lips moving in sync, warmth filling your body, as he oh so gently kissed you. Like you would break if he was to harsh. His hand started massaging your hair, and the other wrapped around waist to keep you in place. Your palms moved up to rest on his chest as the kiss grew deeper, his mouth moving against yours as he soaked in your softness and savored it. Unfortunately, to busy making out, you both failed to hear the sound of branches crunching and someone walking towards the tent.

"Oh come on!" You jerked in surprise and looked up to see Sixty's head. He was totally scowling at Conner through the tents see-through mesh. " She had her fun with Nines and now this? When's my turn?" You burst into surprised giggles as Conner gave him a cheeky, breathless grin. You watched as Sixty as he stalked away, grumbling about being last. You gave Conner's cheek a soft smack and rolled off of him, standing up as much as the tent would allow and stretching. You heard him get off the mattress and felt cheeky hands resting at your waist. You swatted his grabby paws away as he chuckled, and you both left to help the others.

Finally, just as the sun was starting to set, everything was set up. Your tent was in the corner of the camp, making sure the top was out in the open so you could clearly see the night sky. There was a new picnic table set up, with cooking supplies and games piled on the top, and near the opening in the trees you guys had set up your chairs around the provided fire pit. It was picturesque, the perfect campsite.

"You guys, this looks awesome!" You laughed and plopped down in you chair while Sixty started a fire. "Indeed. I think we did a good job" Nines looked around, hands on his hips and nodded to himself. Conner came over and gave you a blanket, settling down in his chair next to you.

The rest of the evening was spent talking about various things while you ate your dinner and, of course, smore making. Only you could eat them, so you had 3 androids eagerly making the perfect smores and waiting for you to eat their model smore. You did eventually get sugar overload, and watched as Sixty, while cackling, set his marshmallow on fire for fun while Conner told him off and explained fire safety. To which Sixty ignored.

Eventually it got late, you got tired, and you all tucked into bed. All the androids present turned their internal heaters up and snuggled up to you, and you literally turned into a marshmallow yourself. You all looked up at the beautiful sky, filled with stars you just couldn't see in the big city, and you fell asleep listening to soft robotic breathes and the sound of the woods waking up.

Aaaaand then you woke up. In the middle of the night. With a need.

A need you hated. Because it would involve getting up from your comfortable spot, smushed between Conner and sixty and Nines leg??, and venturing into the woods.

You slowly started moving, looking around at your boys. They were all in rest mode, and you didn't want to interrupt them. So you snuck out of the tent, pecking all their heads as you left.

Now, you seem to have forgotten that you were dealing with androids. Who wake up when the detect their human has gotten up, noticing a disturbance. After you left the tent and went rummaging through one of the boxes on the table for a flashlight, you heard unzipping and saw a sleepy Sixty emerge from the tent.

"What are you doing sweet cheeks?" You flushed at the nickname, and looked him up and down. He had sloppily put on his shoes, and pulled a hoodie over his sleeping shirt.

"I needed to go use the bathroom, sorry for waking you" You quietly whispered to him, returning to your mission of finding a light source. You saw an LED swirl amber in the corner of your vision and suddenly a head lamp was being strapped to your messy bed head.

"Well let's go, I want to go back to snuggling you again" you started to protest, but he just tutted at you, explaining that there were bears in the area and he was making sure you weren't going to be mauled or kidnapped.

"If there was a bear, what are you going to do? Fist fight it?" You chuckled as his smile fell. It was quickly replaced by a smug smirk "I could totally win that fight. I literally have iron muscles." You doubled over in soft giggles after watching him flex his synthetic muscles through his hoodie and kiss them.

You both started off, groping around in the darkness trying to find your way to the campsites communal bathroom. Eventually you did find it, and you almost cried. It had been a 5 minute walk through the darkness and you were desperate. You heard Sixty laughing at you as you ran inside. You grimaced at the state the bathroom was in when you first entered (it being a campsite bathroom and all), and made sure to wash your hands with A LOT of soap.

You finished up and walked out to see..

No one? Had Sixty gone back without you?

You cautiously called out his name and turned in a slow circle, activating your headlamp as you did so.

"BOO"

And then you closed your eyes, screamed, and swiftly turned around and throat punched someone.

Your scream died out, and you cracked one eye open when you heard wheezy laughter. Fully opening your eyes, you were greeted by Sixty chuckling and holding his throat. You gasped as you saw his skin melting into the pure white underneath.

"Sixty Im so sorry! Its really dark out and I was freaked out already, are you okay?" He coughed out a yes and you saw his LED blinking yellow as he did a system diagnostic. "Damn girl, you punched me so hard you knocked a plate lose" you put your face in your palms and apologized profusely, and he had none of that. "Hey Hey Hey look at me" you stopped rambling and turned to see his face. He gave you a goofy smile as you made eye contact and your eyes darted back down to his throat to see that it looked a injured. There was a small line of white that lead down his throat, meaning you really had knocked something lose.

"It'll be fine. I'm actually a little impressed, but listen. It was my fault anyway. Now-" He started reassuringly, and you watched his hand slid down his throat until he reached that patch of white. His hand gently applied pressure and you heard a small hiss until the white was gone and his LED returned to a calm blue. you heard a chuckle before a hand went under your chin and he tilted your head up, drawing it close to his.

"Can you kiss it better?"

And then his mouth was hastily on yours, basically devouring you. You were so surprised that you gasped, but he quickly swallowed it. He grabbed you and gently pushed you against a tree, grasping for a branch for balance as he swept you away with his lips. This was different from Conner's kissing. This was desperate, fast, like Sixty was not afraid you would break. He was rough. You reached for everything, his hair, his back, the tree behind you, looking for purchase as he rapidly took your ability to breathe.

It was over all to soon as a light shone on the both of you.

And holding that light, was a disappointed pair. Conner and Nines.

"Wow"

"Honestly you two"

They grumbled and turned around, not even waiting for you both to join them. You and Sixty turned to each other and breathlessly giggled, before rushing to join the Rk's. You decided to briefly question them.

"What are you guys doing out here anyway?" They looked at each other before Nines eyes raked your form over "We heard a scream, and came to investigate. Are you okay?" you immediately flushed, and turned to look accusingly at Sixty. He rubbed his arm and turned to stare in the darkness chucking as he murmured

"I pranked her. But she got me good! She's actually got quite the arm."

And it took a minute for the pair to compute what Sixty implied.

He scared the crap out of you.

In the woods.

At night.

And made you scream.

And punch him.

And then Nines basically throttled him.

That ended in you and Conner pulling Nines off of Sixty as he once again fell into choking fit, and you explained you had already throat punched him. Conner applauded you for your strength when you told him you accidently loosened a panel.

You all eventually got back to camp, and fell into a snugly, warm, android pile once more.

Watching the stars.

The next morning you couldn't have been more comfortable. Conner was crowding your back, curling around you with both of his hands resting on your stomach. Every part of him was heated, and you were melting. Sixty's head was shoved into your chest, the rest of his body entwined with yours, making you the middle of a android sandwich, and you were NOT complaining. Nines was mysteriously not here, but as soon as that thought crossed your mind, your nose picked up on some eggs and bacon being cooked. You sighed happily and picked your hands up to rub your hands through sixty's hair.

He let out a groan and snuggled deeper into you as you softly giggled. You felt movement behind you and you started stretching your legs

"Good morning my love" came a sleepy voice from behind you. A similar voice revealed itself from your chest, and Sixty turned his head to gaze at you.

"Good morning to you too boys" You murmured, keeping one hand to run through Sixty's hair, and the other went up to smack Conner's cheek a couple times. The boys waited until you were done re-positioning yourself to snuggle deeper into you, and you almost did fall asleep again, but a soft voice and the unzipping of the tent flap woke you back up. You closed your eyes and felt soft lips kiss your temple "I made you breakfast. I know its early, but I remember you said you wanted to go to that Lodge on the mountain today. So I have prepared everything to leave as soon as your done eating" your eyes gently blinked open and you took a moment to study Nines face. His eyes were droopy and filled with adoration, and he was dressed in a warm puffy jacket. You leaned up to peck his lips, which he returned until Sixty yanked you down and grumbled. Nines chuckled quietly and left the tent, leaving you to get ready.

Once you all were dressed for the day, you and the Rk's left the tent to see Nines packing some boxes in the car. As soon as you spied your breakfast you grabbed it and started eating. You always remembered to praise Nines, as he enjoyed your input on how his food tasted.

"Nines this is amazing as always" you watched his lips twitch upwards "I'm glad. You need real, healthy food in you. Not that garbage from "mcdonalds" or any fast food place that you ingested so much of on the road trip" annnddd then Conner and Nines were talking about unhealthy fast food restaurant food was now. You giggled as they talked, hearing their clear disgust for the industry. Sixty came and sat down next to you on the picnic table, where you had set up, and started talking with you on what you wanted to do that day.

When you finished eating, your group set off in the car once again to go to the mountains visitors lodge. You were super excited, you had so many fond memories of the place and you were ecstatic to come back with your boyfriends and re-live the experiences again.

After a short and sweet drive, filled with amazing scenery, and the trip flew by as you soon made it to the lodge. You were thankful for Nines planning because it was totally dead at the time of day it was. Speaking of, what time was it?

"Oh my god its 6 in the morning" you exclaimed after checking your phone. Conner looked at you from the drivers seat, confusion visible on his face.

"Did you not notice?" you shook your head at him and he chuckled, along with the others "That's because you sleep in all the time, you don't know what morning looks like" a certain smug voice stated from the backseat. You rolled your eyes and got out of the car, grumbling as you slammed the door shut.

They weren't wrong. You were slightly prone to sleeping in.

"But isn't it beautiful in the morning?" Nines had apparently snuck up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and whispering in your ear. His breath made you shiver, and you nodded, taking in your surroundings. The mountain was lit up by the morning sun, looking heavenly, and the rolling cliffs that surrounded it were covered in snow and shone brightly. You sighed into Nines, and took the moment to enjoy the cool air that the altitude and forest provided.

You all walked in to the lodge and greeted the exhausted employee, and started looking at the displays of the mountain. Nines and Conner read every plaque and information board, and Sixty wandered around messing with the controls on the displays, to which Conner would quietly glare at him. You went off on your own to a empty room, that when you clicked a couple buttons, showed what climbing the mountain would look like, a little hologram appearing before you. Standing alone in the empty room, you listened as the narrator explained what was going on.

"Enjoying the show?"

You tilted your head to see Nines leaning against the door with his hands in his pockets. His lips were quirked upwards, and he slowly sauntered towards you, spinning you fully to face him. He gently held you, kissing your temple as you got closer.

"I am now"

After finishing up with the main area of the lodge, your little crew went to the gift shop. Where the boys all bought themselves AND you something, which you had protested to at first, but they insisted.

Nines got himself and you matching sweatshirts, saying you "needed to bundle up more"

Conner got some new card games, (your collection growing) and then told you he would play with you later. You were totally winning that

Sixty got you a stuffed animal moose. You immitaly named it mouse.

A good day overall

After that, you all took a walk in the flower fields behind the lodge, and you took A LOT of pictures. You were just so happy to be there with your boys, and the flowers were gorgeous this time of year.

The rest of the morning was spent on hiking around the lodge, and at lunch time you ate at a little restaurant that was off of the lodge. The boys sat amongst themselves talking, but while that was happening,

their LEDs were blinking rapidly

That's gotta mean somethings wrong

you were starting to get suspicious, eyeing them carefully as the group all sat with their LEDS blinking and occasionally giving each other looks.

And then Sixty and Nines just up and left.

They both said their goodbyes, saying they "wanted to check something" and left.

More interestingly, Conner face palmed at their delivery out of the corner of your eye.

"What are they actually doing" you questioned and ate one of your fries, watching the pair leave, and then promptly running past the window of the shop making your eye brows skyrocket.

"Its just something with work, its fine my darling" Conner crowded your vision, and offered to walk around in the more secluded parts of the flower fileds. He said he wanted to check the small lake out there, and you agreed but still kept an eye out for Nines and Sixty. They seemed anxious and in a hurry, but what did that mean?

You and Conner left the shop after paying for the food, and went on a little romantic walk. You swore Conner was redirecting your vision as you left, saying he saw a moose.

You didn't buy it. Something was up.

But Conner was dilligent.

He was on you the whole time, talking you up and forcing you to give all your attention to him.

Well, not forcing

When you got to the cute little lake, you guys sat on a sturdy old log that was covered in moss, but it gave you the perfect view.

"Hey sweetheart?" You hummed in response, but kept your eyes on the scenery.

"We have some time to kill" You turned to him, and of course

He was holding the card game he bought you.

And so, 36 minutes of time was spent as you fiercely tried to win against Conner.

You think the time was well spent.

Even if he won everytime.

He apologized every win, adding that he could technically "lower his difficulty" but you refused.

You were winning fair and square.

Did I mention what game this was?

"Haha! Uno!" you yelled into the forest, while Conner looked at you in amusement. Deep in his artifical heart, he knew he shouldnt do this to you. You worked so hard! But, he was only human. (android but you get it)

A quick "I love you" brushed past his lips and then he slapped down a +4.

You were frozen. You knew it was bad when he pulled out and "i love you" . Finally you gasped, looking at him in shook as he gave you a guilty smile.

"Wow Conner I thought you were supposed to be the nicest one" a voice hollered from the woods. You spun around to find the voice and saw Sixty and Nines emerge from the woods, and they gently chuckled at your misery face and caught up with Conner.

Sixty went off with the other rk800 unit, and Nines stayed with you.

"Is everything okay? You guys were gone for a while." His mouth just twitched and he gave you a cryptic "you'll see". You gave him a skeptical look before Conner and Sixty came back.

And Sixty handed you a map.

Giving him a confused smile, you opened it finding the answer to all your questions.

It was a map

For a scavenger hunt.

You almost screamed in excitement.

you LOVED scavenger hunts.

All the boys kissed your head, and Sixty whispered a "go wild" and you were off.

The clues took you all over the lodge, and the boys were there to guide you along the way and give you hints in case you got lost. As you ran around for almost 2 hours, they explained that Conner was the distraction, and Nines and Sixty had spent that time setting everything up. You took the chance to hug all of them, and you apparently got too "sappy" for Sixty. But you were so thankful that they took the time to set everything up. There was another perk though, every clue lead to a small gift. You had gotten stuffed animals, gift cards, little Knick knacks, the whole load. Every time you got a gift you would thank them profusely, and they would just chuckle.

Finally, you got to the end.

And found....a piece of paper?

That came with a picture?

The paper read "our new home" on it and oh my god

The whole scavenger hunt lead to this.

Conner gently grabbed your shoulder, and you turned to see them all softly smiling at you.

"We bought a place"

And you almost burst into tears.

It was a super fancy apartment, close to the top floor, with plenty of space for everyone.

And you could have ANIMALS

They asked you if you would move in and you immediately accepted, jumping up and down and throwing yourself into a droid hug while they laughed with you.

So it was a pretty good first day you think.

The rest of the week was spent hiking, fire mishaps, exploring, crossing dangerous rivers, and you (attempting) to tell ghost stories to androids that were not spooked at all.

One hike was definitely the most memorable, it being your last too

It, at one point, ended up with you pressed up against Nines as he held a hand to your mouth, with Conner and Sixty moving in front of you.

Going back a bit to before that, you all had been merrily walking down the trail, you talking about your favorites movie lore while the androids all listened fondly, when Nines suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"Woah is he malfunctioning?" was Sixty's immediate quip whenever Nines did something strange. Nines was currently tilting his head around, eagle eyes dissecting the forest and fields around you.

And then he suddenly jumped for you and grabbed your mouth, tugging you backwards into some bushes. You shouted in surprise and Conner ran to your aid, but Nines grabbed his arm and dragged him in the bush with you. He noticed Sixty's panic and quickly and calmly explained what was wrong

"Bear"

And then you gasped as Sixty, quick as a whip, jumped into the bush with you. All of you were silent, and then you heard snorting and grunting.

And a bear was totally walking a little ways away through the field that was next to the trail you were previously on.

You could feel Nines breathe on you as you all watched it crack open a log and rip it to shreds. In the corner of your eye, you saw Conner TOTALLY enamored. He had a goofy smile on his face while he watched it pulverize a log, and you assumed it was looking for bugs. You had to admit, this was super cool.

After a while it lumbered on, having its fill. Nines slowly released you as every one exited the coverage of the trees, and you turned around to peck his cheek and thank him for immediately protecting you. He whispered a soft "of course" and you smiled at his slightly blue cheeks.

Conner was talking about that bear for the rest of the hike, him and Sixty both recalling the events and analyzing them. You giggled at their excitement over seeing a real-life actual bear, and not just an android one at some zoo.

The camping trip was a success all together, you had fun with your boyfriends, they had fun with you, they got to see an actual bear, lots of good stuff.

It was a sad day when you had to pack up, you knew you wouldn't be back anytime soon because of how long it took to drive to the mountain and back. The boys were disappointed too, but said they enjoyed it so much they would be willing to do it again. (More like Conner and Sixty said that while Nines protested. He enjoyed camping, just not all the dirt that came with it)

A good trip overall with more camping to come. And a new apartment for you all to enjoy. Mission successful.

And you totally won a game of uno on the last night, to everyone's dismay. The cherry on top.

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Holy crap I read it again and this is so cheesy

I hope you enjoy tooth rotting fluff lol

THANKS FOR READING

sorry for spelling errors and i hope its not crap!

[sassy-radio-hazbin-queen]

Bambi and the Devil part 3.

Alastor continued reading his Book when Valentino spoke up. " Bonjour Bambi". He purred. Alastor without looking from his book spoke politely. " Bonjour Valentino". He started to try and walk away when his book was snatched by Vox. " Vox give me back my book". Alastor demanded trying to reach for it. Vox chucked it at Valentino. The two did a bit of monkey in the middle tossing the book back and forth before Vox through it in the mud. As Alastor picked it up wiping the mud off, Vox approach him " You know Alastor you need to keep your head out of the clouds and focus on more stuff. Like me". He smirked. Alastor rolled his eyes. " Vox you are positively primeval". Vox laughed. " Why thank you Alastor". Alastor gave him a look. Valentino chuckled. " On another note why don't you come to the Studio with me. I can teach you some Positions". He purrs as he runs his hands on Alastor hips. Alastor growled and uses his tentacle to push a surprised Valentino away. " No thank you Valentino. Besides I have to help Rosie with her Baking".

Vox laughed. " Rosie that crazy bitch yes she needs all the help she can get". Alastor was furious. " DONT YOU DARE MAKE FUN OF ROSIE"! He grew a bit taller and his eyes turned to dials. Valentino smirked. " Mmm someone knows how to command". He said sultry. Alastor reverted back to normal disgusted. " Ugh Valentino in your sick twisted dreams. Besides Rosie isn't crazy". Just as he said that an explosion came from the emporium where his friend worked. Alastor had a worried smile as he ran to Rosie's shop.

Val and Vox laughed and he ran. Eventually they stop. " I don't understand it normally sinners fall for me quite quickly like my dear Angel dust, wherever that bitch ran off to." Val growled. " But Alastor just won't wonder why". Vox nodded. " yeah why". Velvette without looking up from her phone spoke for the first time. " Uh cause he has dignity". She said. Val smiled. " It attractively appealing isnt it". Vox nodded. Velvette just rolled her eyes.

Stolas, Stella and Verosika. " Whats wrong with Alastor, I would totally have Valentino dominate me in bed, Gross Stolas stop you make me sick".

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Alastor walked into Rosie shop to see her fanning an oven. " Damn it I'm never going to get this recipe right"! She said putting her hands on her hips. Alastor smiled and shook his head chuckling. " Of course you will, and you will win first prize tomorrow". He said putting his hand on her shoulder. Rosie" You really think so". She asked. Alastor nodded. " You know I do Rosie". Rosie smiles confidence fueled. " Well then let's roll up those sleeves. These beignets aren't going to make themselves." Alastor laughed. " Yes you definitely need my help with these". He sighed. " I remember making them with my mother in New Orleans when I was a child". His smile wavered a bit. Almost like he was about to cry. However he quickly composed himself. " Of course that was so long ago".

Just then the door opened and a bright bubbly girl walked in. Her name was Charlie. Alastor had found her as a small 3 year old like child wandering around hell. Not wanting her to get hurt he took her in and practically raised the girl as his very own. She smiled as she entered the store. " Good morning Miss Rosie , and Alastor" she hugged both of them. " Mmm something smells delicious" she beams. Alastor smiled. " Good morning sunshine, Rosie and I are making Beignets. Grab a apron and come help if you wish". He said. Charlie beamed and ran to do as said. As she rolled the dough she started talking some more. " Last night I had a strange dream".

" oh and what was in your dream dear". Rosie asked. " Well I'm in a castle and it's beautiful. I'm dancing with a taller man. But then it becomes dark and the man becomes a monster. However I still felt safe with him. Then a figure takes me away. And I wake up". She says sounding as confused as her dream. Rosie and Alastor look at each other confused as well. Charlie shrugged. " Oh well who says dreams make sense anyway". They finished up and as waiting Rosie made some tea and they sat down in the lobby. " So Alastor dear tell me how did your day in town go". Alastor chuckled. " Quite well Robsieur gave me the Phantom of the opera book". He smiled. Then his eyes grew cold. " Ugh until the Vees showed up". Charlie frowned. " Let me guess Val and Vox tried to court you again". Alastor nodded sipping his tea. " Indeed but as usual I rejected them. They are both the most disgusting demons here". Rosie agreed. " Yes they don't deserve you deer. However even if they were not assholes you still wouldn't be interested".

" Very true". Alastor said. " Oh how come". Charlie asked. " Oh that's because he is an Ace in the hole". Alastor spit out his drink. " A what now"? He asked. Charlie and Rosie both giggled. Alastor rolled his eyes. " Ugh forget it". The timer binged indicating the Beignets were ready. They ran back and when they tasted them smiled and hugged each other. They were delicious. Charlie bounced up and down in excitement. " Oh Rosie can I come with you to the fair please please please". Rosie nodded. " Of course you can. I would love the company and we both know Alastor isn't a big Fair type". She chuckled. " Too many people and I don't trust those rides at all. But please do have fun Charlie and promise to mind Rosie". Charlie beamed. " Oh thank you and I will".

They all hugged a last time before leaving Rosie spoke. " Take care of the emporium while I'm gone , which won't be long my precious faun. Be careful of the vees now". She presses her forehead onto his and he smiled. While Charlie was like a daughter to him. Alastor was definitely like her own child. With Charlie being a granddaughter of sorts. " Don't worry Rosie I will". They let go and Rosie and Charlie leave.

As they did Alastor whispered. " Come home safe guys". Before walking back to the store.

[obxsprincess]

heyy girl, how are u? i know ive been kinda missing but i might need your advice on something bc im very confused and unsure (and my friends are being kind of unhelpful bitches lol

So, im in college right? and theres a lot of fraternities around, and I met this guy, a friend of a friend, and he lives in a fraternity.

So far so good right? We kinda flirted with each other for a few days until a party last night where we finally hooked up (i was drunk but everyone said it was pretty hot :)) but i had to leave bc my roomate was very sick so i never got to talk to him abt anything else basically. And my friend said tomorrow they'll have a small party to celebrate a bday on that fraternity, and everyone keeps saying i should lose my virginity to this guy (ik shocking im a virgin), but the thing people dont understand is that i get attached very quickly and to me our kiss basically locked in, so im kinda nervous ill get attached and he wouldnt want anything serious w me

Reading it back it feels kinda dumb but specially for people on campus and SPECIALLY on fraternities is very rare for u to get kinda together w someone so quick, so I DUNNO WHAT TO DO

- 💋

hiii babes, ofc ofc im always here to help!! and remember not even my opinion should persuade you into anything, cus I can only go off of my own experiences with virignity loss and hook ups 💞 but I hope my insights helpful!!

I lost my virginity at 16 back in high school (a long time ago and not at all saying ur guy is like this ! cus he probably isnt! especially cus hes an adult so I hope to fucking hell he isn’t) and it definitely happened very fast and quick, texted for a few days, made out, and then met up to have sex. in summary it ended with my nudes being leaked around the school and almost a felony on my name (for sending them?) but the thing ive took out of it (and only reason for the story, im srry cus I was so young so it might seem weird to include) n held close is to remember trust is one of the most important parts of sex really! because your putting your pleasure and body into someone elses hands, but also your emotional trust because sex is so much more than just getting physical for a few minutes, and its important to remember that the lingering thoughts shouldn’t ever be negative, or the guy broke the trust you put in him. truly the after sex reaction is just as important as being taken care of during. in my experience, because I didnt know the guy well, I went into it blind not knowing what I total asshole he was.

and trust, in my eyes, means knowing you’ll be treated right afterwards no matter what, even without a relationship basic aftercare if the bare minimum. and to me it doesn’t seem like you are convinced he’ll do that for you ! so pls pls be careful 💞 who knows ! he might be an amazing guy but if you arnt ready to take that step yet, don’t ! because the good ones are always willing to wait. I would say text him/talk to him in person if you have to too. because and I’m hoping not but you never know, his and your friends might have ‘talked’, and sex might be on his mind too. so if you feel comfortable, get on the same page with him with whatever you decide angel !! you deserve to lose your virginity and be glowing afterwards, its so much better than regretting it 💗 whether u choose to get to know him better or lose your virginity to him, stay safe bby and use safety <3 (pls make sure to discuss possible STD history on his side too btw !)

hope this helped a little love, love you and never let anyone pressure you please, cus fuck that

[lokigodofaces]

okay i'm gonna give context

so i'm in a group chat that has several of my brazilian friends and friends of friends. recently i said something about my university on the group chat. then someone from that group sent me a private message in relation to what i said. a few of my friends have had questions about american universities bc they're considering studying abroad, so i figured he had questions about it. so i was chill & responded that, yes, i'm studying here in the us, yes i like it, basic polite stuff.

he then asked me for my name because he didn't remember me (i was fairly certain we hadn't met, or if we had it was once) but i introduced myself. anyway turns out we've never met, he's a friend of a friend of a friend.

well, anyway i get a feeling that he isn't here to ask questions about university. all of my answers were really short by the way. responding to be polite but nothing else. but i felt like he was going somewhere with this.

so i asked one of my friends that i thought had a possibility of knowing him that i trust to talk about these things. she says she talked to him once or twice but doesn't really know him. i told her he started texting me out of nowhere.

then right as i tell her this he sends another text: how old are you?

which confirmed my feelings: i figured that he was trying to flirt with me

i told my friend & was freaked out. like dude must be DESPERATE to get in a relationship if he's talking to me. all he saw was my whatsapp profile pic (& maybe someone made a comment about me to him? who knows) & then he started texting me.

so my friend gave me the advice that i should be really direct that i'm not interested in long term relationships & well he's living in another country so it won't work. it took 2 days for me to respond bc of homework but i sent the voice message to her first to get approval then sent it to him. basically all i said is that i don't want to date via technology (the truth) & that it wouldnt work bc i'm horrible at keeping in contact with people (as my mutuals know)

my friend approved it & i sent the message today. just now he responded

(translated obv) "that's alright. i'll have to go to the US then lol. are you doing well? I know a bit of english" (each phrase in separate texts, with a bit of delay between them all)

i havent opened the texts yet, only seen them from the drop down menu thingy on my phone.

i texted my friend this but she wont respond until tomorrow. she studies and works long hours & it's almost 2am in her time zone, she's asleep & her phone is off (totally fine!). i'm not gonna open his texts until she talks to me. but i'm just like WHAT THE HECK? like that response was so weird!!! & i already thought he was weird for asking my age

idk, if this continues i'm blocking him. all i know is that dude is DESPERATE, which isnt usually a good sign

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

[cosmicbash]

3 for the kiss prompts please

3. Drunk sloppy kiss

"Goddddd I fucking love this bed-" Colson's face is rubbing back and forth along their blankets like a cat. Cheeks pink and eyes squeezed shut in pure bliss while he hugs the bed spread.

Usually such a cute action would warm Marshall's heart a little, maybe pull a forced eye roll and a little scoff from his mouth before he nudges his boyfriend for being so dramatic.

Tonight all it does is make him scowl, hands twitching up and down in concern while he figures out the best way to get his mess of a boyfriend off the bedspread before its ruined. "Yeah, you've said that....twice."

Colson's drunk. Full on plastered, in a state that Marshall hasn't seen in months, not since when they first started hooking up and definitely before they officially decided to call their ever increasing phone calls and sexy reservations something more than just "getting it out of their system".

They're only about two weeks into this whole boyfriend name change and Marshall really didn't think the blonde could make him want to second guess it this quick.

"I know, I know, but, it's just- just sooooo fucking comfy babe. Like laying on a clouuuuud-" Rolling onto his back Colson stretches his arms out even farther. "So big too-"

Marshall's just relieved to see the front of his boyfriend's tight jeans still dry.

Before they'd stumbled their way inside and Colson had thrown himself onto their bed the blonde had probably told him about a dozen times how badly he had to piss. Near whipping his dick out right in front of their room door to relieve himself on the wall.

When he sobers up they're definitely going to have a talk about that, and how his friends can't just deposit the drunkard on their hotel's doorstop and hope for the best.

For now they at least need to get him up and to the bathroom. "Alright. Well appreciate it from afar, before you turn it into a rain cloud."

The best option seems to be pulling the other man up by his arms, so Marshall goes with that. Eyebrows furrowing and mouth scowling at the short bout of resistance Colson gives before finally allowing himself to be pulled forward. "But I'm so comfortable? Come onn-" His whining voice is quickly becoming the source of a headache. "Rainclouds are sick as fuck too, all like gray and lightning-y and- and...wet-"

"Lightning-y?" Marshall grunts, his arms locking tight around Colson's middle as the drunk leans his weight heavily onto his shorter body. "If you some how electrify our bed with your piss I'm calling an ambulance-"

"Piss?" That word at least seems to rouse some life back into the younger rapper. Colson's bloodshot eyes blinking back open and meeting his in an uncomfortably long gaze. "I have to piss."

"Really? Never would have guessed."

Maybe it's because he's sober, maybe he just doesn't have the patience to take care of a partner in this state, Marshall just can't pull more than blunted snark and bit back retorts from his mouth tonight.

A wet kiss being planted on his mouth is the absolute last thing he's expecting though. The sharp taste of vodka and who knows what other alcohol immediately tingling his lips and tongue when Colson unskillfully tries to shove his inside the surprised rapper's mouth.

There's a sudden heat behind the kiss out of nowhere that Marshall can in no way meet, but a quick shove against the brat's sternum breaks them apart. His cheeks flushing a lighter pink that his partner's and his irritation skyrocketing. "Fuck, Colson! Don't kiss me with that nasty bar mouth-" He can taste the alcohol on his teeth. It's disgusting. 11 years of sobriety and the first real taste of vodka he's getting has to be from his trashed boyfriend. "God, gross. Brush your fucking teeth."

He almost wants to punch Colson, and honestly the fact that his brain immediately disregards the suggestion is something he's really gonna need to sit down and think on.

Not tonight though. He can contemplate his feelings AFTER Colson makes it through the evening without pissing on him or any of their furniture.

"Mmm, Sorry baby-" the blonde’s face is ducking down again. That long neck of his almost succeeding in connecting their lips for a second sloppy kiss. If not for the light shove Marshall gives again. "Hmm? Oh. Alright, alright-"

That finally gets Colson standing up right. His glossy blue eyes steeling Marshall with a long stare before the drunk abruptly pulls away and makes his clumsy way towards the bathroom. Every sway and bump into a wall or the doorway testing Marshall's dwindling concern.

This wasn't how he had expected their night to go.

Rolling his tongue in his mouth Marshall can't help but scowl at the empty bed. He's gonna have to brush his teeth too now thanks to that brat. "Fucker."

Shaking his head the brunette gives the room a quick once over and wastes some time fixing the blankets and knocked into furniture before he follows Colson into the bathroom. Fingers crossed the other man doesn't have his head ducked inside the toilet bowl by now.

Seeing Colson swaying in front of the mirror with a toothbrush stuffed in his mouth is a pleasant surprise to say in the least.

"I fucking love this toothpaste-"

"I'm starting to think drunk you loves everything." A smile is tugging at his lips.

"What?" Colson's eyes roll over his way, white foam bubbling around his mouth almost comically. "No I don't." Marshall can't help but snort, even as Colson looks away with another eye roll. "This tooth paste is fucking fire."

"Pretty sure that's just gingivitis."

"You're ginger- jin- ginga......you're a prick."

"Yeah. I know." His feet are carrying him over to his boyfriend. Their bodies bumping softly as his fingers reach out to grab his own toothbrush. A smile officially broke out on his face. "Unfortunately I'm yours though, so you're gonna have to put up with it."

"That's okay." Colson's body bumps him back, toothbrush scrubbing a few more hard times before he spits. Eyes meeting Marshall's gaze in the mirror with a shrug. "I love you too so it's okay."

There's a pause. Both of them staring through the reflection with Marshall's heart suddenly racing in his chest.

"Fuck-" The regret is immediately visible on Colson's flushed face. "Holy fuck I just said that out loud didn't I? Holy shit. I love you, ah! No, I mean, I do, but-" Marshall can practically hear the gears turning at a frantic speed inside the blonde's head while he panics as much as his wasted state will allow. Red eyes widening and sluggish movements growing a little jerkier. "I said that wayyyy to soon. Wow. WOW. I'm like- so fucking sorry dude, Holy shit."

"You love me?" The older rapper can't help but ask to hear it again. Even if it's just some drunk slip up from a boy who he has no doubt will just as quickly pledge his undying love to their showerhead in a few hours.

Colson's voice and expression sobers up for a few seconds though. Body twisting to properly look at him as he answers affirmatively. "Yah. Yah I really freaking do." There's a twinkle of terror replacing that drunk bliss now. Cutting straight through Marshall to his core. "I love you. I deadass love your weird bitchy ass."

They haven't even been dating for two weeks.

He's only just gotten used to calling the toothpick his boyfriend.

He-

"I love you too."

He's once again getting yanked into a sloppy kiss.

At least this time it tastes more minty

[starlightsins]

sometimes love songs just hit different

[introloves]

anon: okay so i just went through (the entirety) of your bokuto tag and lemme just say, boxer! bokuto??? yeah top tier. you just KNOW that every time he wins he wraps that medal round your neck and makes you watch in the mirror as he uses it to choke you and keep your head up and eyes on his while he absolutely rails you. shit after fights you’d look just as bruised as him.

— boxer! bokuto + marking + choking + pain + possessive! bokuto + overstimulation + size kink + bokuto calls reader ‘puppy’ + cream pie + f! reader

— word count; 2k

— boxerverse! bokuto: one shot no. 2

he’s trembling, high strung with the adrenaline that still hasn’t left him. it’s funny seeing him whine for your attention, someone so big and muscular like him looking absolutely destroyed when you give him a stern look against his kisses.

it’s so very apparent in the way he handles you that hes looking at you to help him come down.

“bo, calm down.” you pant, trying to push his hands away, its a futile attempt to keep his wandering fingers away from your pants. its like he’s magnetized to the waistband of them, digits twitch when you slap them down.

he’s big, strong, a finely tuned machine built for taking hits and giving them back like a bullet but your rejection makes him pout.

there’s a twist of pain in your chest when he gets like this, but he needs to rest.

despite everything, he acts like its just been another day, but it hasn’t even been two hours since his last fight. theres a bruise painting his lip, another one against his brow, red splotches litter his sides and stomach but he shakes your prying hands off thick wrists, fingers hooking into your waistband and pulling them down to your thighs. he looks up at you with the biggest puppy dog eyes ever. waiting for the okay he knows is inevitably going to come.

“fine, but if i see you wince, we’re stopping.” you sigh, smiling at the absolute beam of teeth and curled lips he gives you.

he’s so fast, peeling off every bit of clothing you had worn tonight. he had to have you, needed it like he needed that win.

a win that he already has, now he just needs you.

you cant deny that his excitement isn’t making you wet, he’s like a god above you, vying for your attention and body. he was truly glorious tonight, muscles taut and coiled as he bounced along the white canvas. biceps curled and ready for his opening to land one of his signature right hooks. he takes every hit against his body like it’s nothing, completely unfazed by his opponent. at one point during the match he taunted them, dropping his arms and baring his teeth, just waiting for the fight to truly get good. it makes you squirm, he could be so intimidating, watching like a predator for any opening, any hole in the opponents defense.

your body flushes in memory of watching him land that final hit, he sees the way your thighs squish together. groaning at the thought that your body was responding to his advances, surely knowing by memory how good he fucks you.

your bo always looks so strong and powerful. no matter where he is, whether he’s fighting or when he’s trapping you against those strong arms.

it makes you sigh at the pure determination he’s dripping in, rolling your eyes as he gives you a once over, wiggling his eyebrows at you, torso stretching to reach something from the bedside table, canines flashing as he shows you his newest trophy. its a devious look, proud eyes glinting down at you.

you feel that you can read his mind, about to tell him that, no you won’t fuck him while he’s wearing it, but he lowers it over your head, giving you a bigger smile as the heavy and cold metal lands right between your tits.

“that looks real good on you.” he finally says, abs contracting with the pangs of arousal crawling up his neck. he flinches just a bit at the soreness there, he’s a little more beat up than usual, but hides it well. if there’s anything he needs other than rest, its to fuck you dizzy.

he thinks he might be a total meat head with just how much he likes the image of you wearing something he worked so hard to win, a primal heat licking at the arousal also flaring inside him. you’re really truly his, bokuto can see it in your eyes, regarding him like hes strung the moon up in the sky.

you belong to him, just as he does you. just like that shiny medal you’re wearing.

the bed creaks under his weight when he leans down to kiss you, hand grabbing your face, keeping you right where he wants you. tongue immediately slipping past your lips, pulling a cute whine. he’s sloppy with it, teeth bumping against your own, spit trailing down the corner of both your mouths. when he pulls away, your eyes cross to watch the string of spit connecting the both of you.

he swipes his tongue out and catches it, mumbling something when he sees you reach for him.

“sit back.” you realize he says a little late, snapped out of the haze by the gentle tap of his index finger against your cheek.

koutarou makes a show to peel the rash guard he was wearing under his shorts off. his creamy, muscled thighs finally grace your vision. it makes your body temperature rise several degrees at once, the hot flash only encouraged when you see his dick lying pretty against his thigh. you reach for him, but the advance is stopped by his hands, he doesnt say anything but grips your wrists a little tighter.

your gaze moves from his purpled knuckles up to his eyes, the amber there looks just a tad bit cooler and you immediately know it’s going to be a bad day for you tomorrow.

“want you on your tummy.” bokuto states, and you listen.

waiting for his hands to grip your hips, but he lags just a little. turning your head to look at him you ask if everything’s okay,

“you remember our safe word?” he inquires, and you nod, blanching just a little. his words send a prickle of fear down your spine, you suddenly feel very vulnerable and exposed.

“well, what is it?”

bokutos hand comes down to grip your shoulder, huffing against your ear. theres a small pull there, bringing your shoulders back to meet him halfway.

“j-juice.”

he’s right there, waiting for the last syllable to leave your lips, poking the head of his dick against your cunt. it leaves you breathless, smooth, velvet skin leaving a wet trail of precum right on your clit.

it makes you exhale out a high pitched keen, unable to stop it from tumbling out a little louder than expected.

the whine has him purring, humming out a, “good girl.”

there’s nothing in the world that you can compare the way he splits you open. the first stroke is always careful, makes sure youre nice and relaxed, wet enough to take him. you always are of course, how could you not with the way he holds you, pulling you back by your shoulders, making your back bend as much as it can, the twist of your body like that makes for a real tight squeeze, feels like the already limited room inside your cunt is cut back to an absolute zero.

it should hurt, but you’ve taken him enough that hes practically carved the shape of him into your pussy.

he has you nice and compliant under his hands, head thrown back to leave the most fucked out sounds of pure ecstasy rattle through your lungs and into the room.

he can feel the chemistry, something akin to electricity, between the two of you. if he could form into words what its like when you lean agasint him, completely trusting him to take care of you, to make you feel good, he’d fill a book up- and pocket it to reread over and over.

bokuto releases you, letting your shoulders fall forward gently before reaching around and pulling the, now, warm metal from between your body and the bed.

it catches you by surprise when he gives it a tug, the silk cutting into your prominent veins, making you go weak and dizzy.

if you couldn’t think or talk before he was doing this, you definitely weren’t going to be able to while he was.

your hands find the pillows above you for leverage, biting down onto your lip when he begins a brutal pace against your hips. hes pinned you down onto the bed with his mass, not even letting you arch your hips to give him better access to your cunt.

“ghh, kou- kou feels good.” you cry, taking an index finger into your mouth to bite, theres not a spot on your body where you dont feel him, so big above you, you can feel the press of his dick in your throat.

“i know it does puppy.” he grits out, still biting back the pain that each brutal contact against your body brings him. hes got the stamina, the sweat hes broken out thus far isnt too bad, but the position and the way hes taking you- hand still holding onto that precious medal- is taking a toll on him.

he knows he needs to make you cum fast.

and knowing his sweet baby, the way to do that is to rough you up just a bit. it’s real endearing.

the silk burns just a little when he shifts behind you, making sure to keep a good grip on it- you dont connect the dots of what hes preparing to do, not until he pulls back.

you’re mid scream before he cuts you off, tears forming in your eyes against the rasp and wheeze of your breathing. the tension around your throat isnt forceful enough to cut your oxygen off completely, it just leaves you wheezing and gives you a nice haze to your vision.

you’ve tensed up completely, knees locking, hands gripping the pillow above you for dear life.

the reaction from you makes him shake, you can feel the stutter of his hips, hearing the high whine leave his throat, he powers through it. he clashes his teeth together and snarls, blinking back stars when he speeds up.

“c’mon, cum. cum for me, puppy.” bokuto grunts.

its not like you to not listen, as soon as his words leave his mouth, you’re closing your eyes.

you’ve gone limp for a second, and bokuto truly fears that hes overdone it, he drops the grip he has on his trophy, about to stop everything, but then your tremors start.

your legs, still pinned down between his own, shake. he sees your cute little hands slap the pillow and swallows deeply. you’re silent- but he can hear the echoes of moans that want to leave your throat thanks to your open mouth and head that’s thrown back. it takes you two seconds before you seem to flicker back to life,

“ghhhh, hhhh! koutarou, kou!” his name is the first coherent thing that leaves your mouth, and he swears there’s nothing better. he cant compare you to winning a match, knocking out his opponent in a KO- because seeing you like this, hearing you scream his name like that would win every time.

he’d like to comment on how eagerly you’re milking his cock, but the pulsing of your cunt around his fat, big dick does him in.

there’s no time to pull out, wasn’t planning on it anyways, but the squeezing of you againts him, leaking your cum down to the base of him, wetting his pubes with you, also leaves no room for it.

it’s obscene, the squelching sounds of his pistoning, cumming cock, creaming your insides white, all the while pushing it out of your cunt with every thrust.

it splatters against your ass and his thighs, white globs of it stick against the two of you while he rides out the throbbing. there’s nothing more satisfying than filling you up, a deep tingle nipping at the base of his skull when he thinks about his cum kept warm in your cunt.

this is what finally tires him out. the tremor and twitching of his strong arms visible when he reaches down and pulls his limp dick from you, he saves you the pain of his weight crushing against your already fragile body by plopping down beside you, you jump up on the bed with the force of his weight collapsing beside you.

the sticky heat is no match for his eagerness to hold you after it all. you slot against his front easily, almost completely dwarfed by his frame.

“‘re you proud ‘fme.” he slurs against your neck, trapping his thigh between your legs. he shivers when he feels the mess of his own cum smear absolutely everywhere.

your hand comes down to rest over his arms, protectively secured around your torso.

“always. i love you so much.” you whisper back, voice just a tiny bit raspy and sore.

“mm, loveyoumore.”

he���s out before you can count to ten, hearing you say that puts a smile on his face while his breathing evens out behind you.

you take the lightest of touches to the bruises on his knuckles, your koutarou truly was something else. while he sought out your validation, you basked in the glory and security of someone as grand as him holding you tight.

[dream-a-little-longer-1]

Heya!

Can I request James, Albert and William and the head cannons for them getting flustered/how they would react to the rest of the team bullying them for there crush on reader

(You don’t have to if you don’t want to just cute idea I had while half asleep💕💕)

Hello dear!how are you? ( ˘ ³˘)♥

Omgs this is the cutest thing ever!!!i can totally imagine that happening!

I swear you always have the greatest ideas!

Lets get started,shall we?

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Albert

•Albert was an Affectionate man,that was no news

•he always showed his care visibly for the people he loved,his family,his friends and his comrades

•but ever since you joined their merry gang,the man became even more affectionate if possible

•and he didnt even try to hide it

•the way he would gift you simple but meaningful things,

•like the coffee he knew you would love

•or an old novel you once mentioned to him

•and his affaction didnt go unnoticed by his friends.

• "you love her, don't you?"

•James Bond always seem to know everything

• "why dont you confess already?"

•Albert of course,didnt give the man the satisfaction of showing any reaction

• "oh come on Albert-San!its nothing to be ashamed of!"

• Albert had a very strong urge to not stop drinking at that

•good thing Louis had filled his glass recently (and left the bottle next to him)

•he could still feel James Bond's Meaningful stare on him,his teasing smile never leaving his lips

•but he didn't give in,no

•he poured himself another drink

• "do you need a hand?should i go confess to her on your behalf?"

•another glass

• "maybe you should ask Sebastian for advices. He's really good at catching ladies' hearts."

• sixth glass

• "on second thought,i myself am pretty good at that as well-"

• "Nee-san?"

•when a pale hand takes hold of Albert's,the one holding the wine glass

•Albert looks up, Louis's concerned face slightly hazy

• "nee-san...are drunk?!"

•huh,is he?

•Albert has a high alcohol tolerance,but even for him draining four bottles of the best wine out there is a bit...too much

• "ok,lets get you to your room shall we?"

•When Sebastian hooks an arm around his Friend, Albert lets out a small hiccup

• "hold on hold on!!!"

• And when James Bond walks straight to his face

•and bursts into the most devilish grin

• and screams the most awful thing

• "ALBERT ARE YOU FUCKING BLUSHING?!'

•Albert wont know tomorrow (pretends to) because he was too drunk to remember anything

James Bond

•James Bond isnt someone who blushes easily

•he's a flirtatious man,his wink could (and would) kill

•but he was never serious about anyone

•not until he met you

•he started slow, flirting with you every chance he got

•but as time goes by,he understood this is not a simple crush

•thats how Sebastian finds James Bond in one of the bars downtown

•his head on the surface

•the bartender sighing and fixing him with another shot

•Sebastian had no chance but to sit next to him

• "what the fuck is wrong with you?!"

•what can he say, he's a supportive friend

• "Sebastian-Kun!!!did you see how gorgeous she was today?with her new dress and her new hairstyle?"

• Sebastian was speechless

• "i-"

• "and the way she laughed?!"

• "what-"

• "not to mention her eyes!!!"

• "BOND!"

• Sebastian shakes the man by his shoulders

• "who the fuck are you even talking about-"

•James Bond downs the whole shot in one go

• "oh."

• oh

• "THIS IS FUCKING PRICELESS!ARE YOU IN LOVE WITH HER?!"

•James Bond pointedly ignores his outburst

•he downs another shot and motions for the bartender to keep coming

• "i cant believe it. The mighty James Bond has fallen in love,and you made fun of others!"

•When James Bond doesnt respond, Sebastian huffs out an amused laugh

•and pats the other man's shoulder

• "happens to all of us oneday,son"

•and if James Bond turns a pretty shade of red and shows Sebastian his middle finger

•it'll be only between them

William

•William never thought of himself falling in love

•he was always too busy

•with being an older brother at first

•then a younger one

•then making a whole plan on how to save london (read:kill himself)

•and it was not far in your friendship that he found himself wanting to get closer and closer to you

•the urge to make you smile and laugh

•to hear your cheerful voice,free from all the worries in the world

•and he simply found himself smiling for real at your presence

•he never wanted to be alone again after meeting you

•unlike the other two,William isnt a type to drink (not to escape his problems at least)

•so he simply stays quiet,smiling along with you and even laughing here and there

•but its on one particular night

•where you two are guests at some royalty's party

•and he sees you in your new dress

•and then you turn to smile at him,

•your eyes lightening up

•that William finds it even hard to breath

•he needed to calm himself down,but he's not alone

•Albert,while drinking his fourth glass of wine is standing right next to him

•and now that William glances at him

•he sees Albert's meaningful stare

•and his smirk

•he never smirks

•that William feels like he's a teenager again

•getting caught red handed eyeing a book he wanted so bad but was too shy to ask for it

•and his fuckin ears heat up

•he coughs loudly,and gripping the glass of Champagne he's holding tighter

•before his brother taking hold of it

• "you'll break the glass you know."

•William wanted to crawl into a hole and never come back

•he can feel Louis's mouth gaping as his cheeks turn a shade redder

•and when Albert laughs loudly and clinks his glass with James Bond's

•William escapes from the room and doesnt come back until the ball is over

[sse0jin]

genshin guys as people you'd meet out in the world but they're based off of dreams i had.

honestly i wrote these while i was sleep deprived and they were more for my friends bc i love them. also some or all of them might be ooc bc hey theyre based off of my dreams. enjoy

zhongli ; sophiscated looking guy you meet in the cafe. you try not to stare, you really tried not to but as soon as you looked away from him you slip and god you close your eyes and held out your hands in hopes that it'll lessen the impact. instead you feel an arm steadying you by wrapping itself arround your waist. you open your eyes as soon as you feel the arm, and the iced coffee going down your leg. hes apologizing but hey, even though your leg's sticky, smells like coffee, and it'll definitely stain your pants, he's adorable so you accept his apologies.

kaeya ; the flirty guy across the street. he's covered in layers protecting him from the harsh snow but he's definitely parading his face and as he should because GOD DAMN is he handsome. he sees you lurking about infront of your house waiting for something, who knows what? and waves at you and proceeds to shamelessly compliment your legs since you didnt bother to change your shorts out in the winter. you're embarrassed but now you know a cute neighbour thinks you have really hot legs.

thoma ; your rental boyfriend. nice and adorable and endearingly chivalrous, you've totally fallen in love with this gentleman ever since he followed you around everywhere, listened to you talk with great interest and talked with you like you've been together since ages ago but you know your love isnt meant to be considering he's only doing this for your money. you knew the illusion breaks at 12 am.

diluc ; your academic rival. he's cold and intimidating and unbelievably attractive. he scowls at you, face stuck in a bored expression otherwise. but deep inside he's lonely and grateful for your presence as he remembers you being nice to him even with his unapproachable nature, he hopes you're not being nice out of obligation. check your locker for a letter written in elegant writing tomorrow.

childe ; the handsome part timer at a grocery store. dude, you are so lost and it didn't even occur to you to look up and read grocery signs until you asked a man with red hair and contagious smile on where the tomatoes are. he happily leads you to them instead of pointing them out. hey, maybe they got a discount on cute boys today?

itto ; the guy in the club who saves you from a creep. okay it's been half an hour and you're really sure that someones been following you, you don't want to go home in risk of exposing yourself so you go to a crowded place that's up this late, a club. you walk in and spot a guy drinking by himself in the bar and approach him. you cling to him and whisper your situation and you're immediately held by him and accompanied until your stalker gave up. you paid for his next drink and kissed him goodbye.

xingqiu ; the cute guy in the library. okay, not to be a total loser but you've definitely been peeking at this guy looking through the library shelves for the past several minutes. he was dressed expensively and holy shit deserved cause he's really adorable. sometimes he'd pick a book and read the back of it before shaking his head and placing it back. you stop because it was getting a bit weird until moments later you feel a tap on your shoulder, you look up and it's the cute guy asking if he can borrow the book you're reading after youre done. shit, you really gonna make him wait? course not, you told him you were done and handed the book to him which earned you a thank you and a smile.

razor ; that guy that keeps visiting the animal shelter you work at to interact with the animals. you really don't know how long this dude has been doing this but you've only been here for 3 months and fuck it he's really cute. the animals looks excited everytime he comes over. you would be lying if you said you didn't find him adorable everytime he quietly coos at a dog. one day you approach him and asked if he wanted to help you feed them threats and you swear you've never seen someone light up so fast they start vibrating. you guys feed the animals and from then on he starts greeting you and looking forward for when he spends more time with you.

xiao ; the cold classmate who always sits near the windows. he's cute and cool and super smart but you're 99% sure this guy doesn't have friends. you take it upon yourself to try and talk to him but he ignores you anyway. one day you apologize for your behaviour and turn to leave but he stops you. his face was really red and you're REALLY certain you can see tears forming in his eyes, he asks you to stay and so you did.

venti ; the super popular idol you accidentally bump into. he's disguised and you apologize repeatedly for bumping into him but he lets out this?? angelic laugh and you SWEAR you know this voice but you can't quite remember. you give him your number and rushed away to your destination, leaving him dumbfounded as he gently puts away the paper in his pocket. next time you meet it's in a meet and greet because your friend dragged you with them. venti spots you and takes out his phone and the crowd goes silent as they're confused of what he's doing. in this quiet ass venue your ringing phone breaks the silence and you're really fucking embarrassed until venti shouts, "found you!"

bennett ; your super duper cute underclassman friend. you met him while his and your classes co-joined for a school activity and he accidentally tripped onto absolutely nothing and you rush in to save him. he exclaims loudly that that was the first time someone broke his fall and now he's super attached to you calling you his lucky charm. well he's cute so you let it slide.

albedo ; the professor everyone has a crush on. yeah, he's hot and way overqualified to be this school's science and art teacher. smart AND artistic? jesus take the wheel. he's easy to approach, albeit a little weird but everyone over looks it because he's geniunely a really good teacher and a good guy.

(bonus)

scara ; xbox kid who knew what slurs to call u cuz hes an empath

[outrunningthedark]

yeah as far as ive seen she only wrote tomorrow that episode joaquin is directing and like her writing wasn't that bad for fomo, its just when people expect to see alot of one character when that character isnt the main focus of the episode, they think its "bad" writing, but these people have to remember that 911 is an ensemble cast and not every episode is gonna have their fave character the main focus ya know

There was quite a bit I liked about FOMO, but IA with you, I think the combo of very little Eddie after what we got in 5x14 and the inclusion of L caused people to decide it was a "bad episode" - and you all know how that irks me! (And ftr, if those conclusions are coming from fans who don't actually care about 98% of what goes on, fine, whatever. But if you're trying to present yourself as a fan of the show and still complain about every damn thing? This ain't the place for you.) FOMO gave us: - Eddie and May working together to find out where Selene/Rebecca was when the 911 call was placed ("Boom. Looks like I'm going viral.") - "Maybe she felt like she was missing out on a life she could have had, if she'd been born someone else or made different choices. Don't you wonder about stuff like that?" (Eddie said "Not really"." Like a liar.) - Eddie not knowing what FOMO means - Maddie finding out Chim took a bunch of photos of Jee during their time apart so she wouldn't miss anything important - Buck reminding Maddie that he's proof she's capable of being a good mom - Henren playing detective to find out who's using their stolen credit card (which, as a Cold Case fan, I got a laugh out of) - Eddie telling May "Trauma often causes us to turn inward...I guess therapy is rubbing off on me. Look, you hid in a place you knew, where you could feel safe and keep your family safe. I understand the motivation." - Madney watching Jee feed herself with a spoon for the first time - And then, ofc, happy Henren dancing in the club An episode focusing on characters other than your fave does not make it "bad". Boring (to you), sure, but not bad. And with Nicole writing, we already knew going into it that the men were taking a backseat. It's going to be more of the same for Tomorrow because the episode is mainly (if not totally) about two lesbians. No Buck or Eddie necessary, probably, unless it's as a supportive friend.

[thinger-strang]

okay i had this idea forever ago and i cant remember if it was something i put into tags or made a post or if its just been plaguing my mind BUT here have this

billy, after a terrible accident that he barely survived, moves to a remote island and lives there as the lighthouse keeper

its a small island and the townsfolk, while friendly, dont see much of billy and they make up rumors about the elusive lighthouse keeper

most of them are harmless, like that billys actually a ghost or a vampire so thats why the rare times hes seen are in the middle of the night getting groceries

(actually hed probably need to be manning the light at night so maybe like dawn or dusk, something spooky like that)

(really billy just doesnt like talking to people and avoids the busy hours to get his food)

anyways steve just dropped out of college and in a fit of rebellion steals his dads yacht and just leaves without a plan

steve wrecks the boat into a bunch of rocks near billys lighthouse and billy rescues him

steve begs billy to not call the coast guard or anything he doesnt want his dad finding him and billys got a soft spot for this pretty boy and his daddy issues

steves not in terrible shape, got a concussion, a gash across his forehead, and a handful for nicks and bruises but its bad enough that steve needs care and billy enough first aid

so billy tends to his wounds and lets steve stay until hes healed and can make his way

billy kinda avoids steve at first, not really having sure footing when it comes to new people but steve is just so open and they have surprisingly a lot in common

and its honestly really good for both of them; billys not so alone and someone to watch out for him and steve finds a purpose in helping billy out and has someone who listens to him

its really good

they get more comfortable around each other, find a rhythm they move with around each other, figure out boundaries

its been months at this point, steve still gets dizzy if hes been on his feet for too long

theyre getting into storm season, the kind that sound like theyre going to blow the whole lighthouse down

the first bad storm steve cant sleep, all he can hear is the wind and the rain and the waves so he finds billys room and nervously pushes open the door

brand new territory, sure theyre okay sitting hip to hip on the teeny tiny couch on the main floor but this? steve shaking billy awake and asking if he can sleep here? un fucking charted

billys been running the lighthouse by himself for long enough to wake up to anything that isnt a wave breaking over the rocks below our rain pounding against his window

so he wakes and sees steve just as scared and shaky as the day he found him in his wrecked boat

of course he lets steve under his covers

feels every flinch and tremble steve has in response to the storm

billy holds him and rubs his back, not totally sure what to do

eventually steve fall into a fitfully sleep and billy after him

the next morning steve looks exhausted as billy makes the coffee

sits next to steve and slides him a cup

steve tells billy about the night he wrecked, about the storm and how steve was sure he was going to die

billy listens and lets steve know 'my beds open when you need it' with a furious blush

steve grins into his cup

they share a ved more often than not

but steve gets better and better and while theyve been getting along really well and getting closer, they both are remembering the promises made at the very beginning

that billy would only house steve until he was healed and on his feet and they both agreed to it

steve bites the bullet and tells billy hes going into town tomorrow to ask around for a boat or for work

and billy cant meet his eyes, just stares at the floor, tracing the wood patterns on the table next to him and just

he tells steve he doesnt have to go, billy wont make him, if hes comfortable here he can stay but billy wont make him stay if he doesnt want to

its a long jumble of words that billy blushes at and steve steps into billys space, the space that over the long months steve has grown to know hes allowed into

reaches out and tugs on one of billys curls and smiles softly

'you asking me to stay sailor?'

'youre the fuckin sailor here pretty boy'

'and look where that got me huh?'

billy finally meets steves gaze and leans impossibly closer searching, begging, asking steve to say no, to move if he doesnt want this

tugs on the bottom of steves shirt and he wants to be sure

'im gunna kiss you now'

'you better'

and its soft and sweet because steves been experimenting with sweet bread recipes and its warm because steve has been wearing billys sweaters and it just feels so right

so maybe steve doesnt go into town to find a boat

maybe he just goes into town to pick up the groceries and laugh when some of the kids ask how the ghost is doing

maybe him and billy eventually get over themselves and get serious about what they are

maybe steve finds a good radio station that plays fun music early in the morning to dance around their tiny kitchen in their wool socks

maybe steve gets great at baking and bakes for the annual festivals

maybe billy goes into town with steve more and more and laughs when people he can call friends still call him a ghost in good spirits

maybe they get a big bumbling dog that knocks down the fence every single time one of them comes back from town no matter how much they try to hold her back or put the fence back together

maybe theyre just happy

[munsnz]

Bittersweet Critic — Steve Harrington ☘︎︎

TW: Cussing??

Requested: None

Pairing: Steve Harrington x GN! Reader

Lydinous Radio: Bittersweet— Kennen

Summary: Steve is sick and tired after working at Family Video for months after the Starcourt incident. Christmas break comes up, meaning more people coming over to their homes. Unlike him, a witty college student comes by for an odd request, making him look like that douche from years back. Days later, he finds this person again, wanting to apologize for the prude actions from the previous..

Masterlist — Requests are open!

Another boring day.

Cold everywhere.

Showing where the bathroom was.

Rummaging through movie posters.

Checking out the pretty girls.

Organizing VHS shelves.

Another Thursday in the cold mornings in Hawkins, Indiana. Steve Harrington had been sick of working at Family Video after working here for 3 months since the incident in July. Now he and Robin were taking different shifts in days and rarely got time to work together at the same times. Watching the customers coming in and out of the store, he sighed due to boredom working there. He would’ve been off to college, possibly coming back for Christmas Break since everyone was coming home for Christmas. More families and couples came in and out of the store now, happy-looking faces, and cheerful moods. Steve realized how lonely he was, after his heartbreak with Nancy, the rejection from Robin, just grew on him, leaving him with the group of kids he mentally adopted. Where was he going with his life now? Was there a possible future for him? Is there-

“Hello? Are you deaf or something?”

The voice made him snap out of his thoughts and feelings to find a conventional rather good-looking person who stood upon him. Steve shakes his head to focus on his attention. “Sorry I was..... I was.....”

”Distracted?” You smiled at him and tapped your fingers on the counter.

Steve nods at your response and shrugs, “I suppose you’re correct.”

“I’m always correct,” You boasted while trying to sound humble about it. There was a silent chuckle shared between the two of you, but continued with the silence, “Anywho, I was wondering if you could give me a good movie recommendation.”

”A what now?” He questioned while being throughly confused by the weird request given by this person who he had just met in 5 minutes.

You sigh at his reaction and lean closer, “I need a good movie recommendation.”

”Oh... Oh...Right,” Steve looks around, trying to remember the movies he’s seen. Although working at a video store, it was hard to keep up with the most popular movies nowadays. He snaps with his fingers and looks up at you, “Back to the future is a good one.”

”I’ve watched it and it wasn’t that good.”

Well, there went one shot. Steve tried to keep concentration in this memory from the last film he saw while dozing off to look at you. Realizing another movies, he chuckles, “Star Wars?”

”A new hope?” You say, furrowing your eyebrows. It reminded Steve when he first got the job at this shithole.

”I don’t really know,” He mumbles, digging his fingers into his hair and watches you cross your arms.

“Well isnt this store supposed to have good staff that actually know a bit about film?”

Steve squints his eyes and clicks his tongue, “Well, I’m just a teenage boy who couldn’t get into college and is trying to earn a living, so I don’t know much.”

“Oh,” You sigh, looking down at your feet, and slide your paper from a notebook harshly across the counter, “Thanks for the help dipshit.”

”Are you a movie critic or something?” He desperately blurts out, wanting to continue to talk to someone,making you turn back to him.

In awe, you look at him up and down, sternly as you said, “I’m not, but I’m studying to work in the film industry in the future as if I’m here to fill out this assignment about the public’s perception on movies, but it’s okay if you don’t want to help, you don’t seem like it.”

”No! It’s actually okay,” Steve apologizes, softening his face and extended his hand to give him the paper, “I really got nothing else to do.”

You watched his hand, almost with pleading eyes to do something in such boredom he was in. After a hot minute of decided, you smiled and breathed to walk away to the exit of the store, “No thank you dipshit! Just remember first impressions are important!”

”What?” Steve gasps, with his mouth open at such rejection, watching you swiftly walk outside into your car to drive off. First impressions were important, he had looked like a total asshole in front of them. Now this was just a huge blow for him, no luck.

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“So..... what are you doing tomorrow?” Dustin questions, shuffling his feet in the snowy cement, putting his small hands in his pockets to avoid frostbite.

Steve sniffs, watching the people inside relaxing inside the cafe on a Tuesday morning in Hawkins, it was still Christmas break and now both guys were going to have their own day after the holidays.

”I don’t know, I’ll probably catch a movie,” He sighs, shivering in the snow falling on his hair. Watching the people inside, he sees that one familiar person. That movie critic. Different it was though, the person looked awfully stressed with a huge amount of papers scurried everyone on the table, not that one put together person he saw a few days back. His stomach dropped at the sight, not wanting to interact with them, “oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, can we cancel this? I’m not comfortable.”

Dustin looked up at Steve, “Why not? We get a free time to hang out together, I heard they give the best hot chocolate!” Seeing Steve flustered, Dustin turned to see at what he was looking at before getting so weird, it seemed to be a person, somewhat Steve’s age, good-looking meanwhile scribbling notes onto sheets of paper. He hangs his mouth open and nudges Steve with a sly smile, “Oooooh! Someone’s got a crush!”

”Shut up,” He snaps, making Dustin stop giggling like an idiot. Steve gulps and feels a bit anxious about it, after all this time, why did he feel this way?

“Try talking to them,” Steve’s friend advices, both of them watching her through the window in deep concentration, “Until you feel the electricity.”

Steve glances at Dustin, “Don’t use my advice against me.”

”It’s not that bad, Steve,” Dustin claims, moving his jacket around a bit, “Maybe this is your chance.”

”Chance,” He scoffs at the comment, “I haven’t felt like this in months, what ever happened to the glory days where everybody would fall for me at first sight?”

“They probably like you,” Dustin shrugs and looks up at his friend hopelessly sigh, “What’s the matter? Do they not?”

“Well......” He mumbles, trailing off, “I made a really bad impression on them, they came over to the store and I seemed like an asshole, they don’t like me.”

After peering through the window, both boys noticed that same person’s eyes meet theirs. Panicked, they looked away rapidly, trying to not make the situation awkward. The person they were eyeing went back to their task, Dustin ran to the door, dragging Steve inside, “Go talk to them.”

Steve flattened his jacket and breathed deeply, feeling Dustin’s pudgy hands push him forward, making the bell ring as soon as he walked inside. Feeling awkward, he slowly trudged towards the table where you were sitting.

”Hey,” He shyly whispered, ruffling his hands inside his sweater, you looked up to meet his warm, brown eyes, confused of who this might be.

”Hey?” You watch him stand weirdly in front of you, feeling a sense of awkwardness in the air, “Take a seat if you want.”

Steve pulls the chair back to sit, scooting himself forward into the table. He looked over at Dustin who was grinning from the outside of the cafe, “How are you?”

”Fine, but have we met?” You squinted, trying your best to remember him, although you couldn’t, then went back to scurrying through your assignments.

”I believe so,” He watches you scurry through more and more assignments, writing quick notes on each page, “What are you working on?”

After finishing the second to last pair of notes, you reply, “Assignments, it’s crazy how college still wants to make you work your ass even though you’re on break. And how have we met?”

”Film student right?” The comment he made making you look up, he was correct. You nodded, watching his every move on how he knew, he sighs and goes on, “Well I’m that asshole that couldn’t do your stupid assignment for college.”

Wide eyed, you nodded your head and breathily giggled, “Oh yeah, the dipshit.”

”The dipshit,” He nervously repeated, remembering the brood impression he made on you, “Yeah so...... how did that go?”

”No one else wanted to do it,” You huffed as the memories of what dick he had been towards you, he seemed sorry for you, rapidly making sharp eye contact and looking away.

Steve watched your expressions changed as your thoughts did too, “Sorry about that.” Was all he said.

“It’s whatever,” You shrug, getting irritated a bit, but before you could comment anything else, he blurted out.

”Wecouldgowatchamovietogetheranddothatwork.”

All you did was giggle at his flustering comment he gave you, he looked so hopeless and dazed off. Taking a sip of your French Roast coffee, feeling the bitter taste touch your taste buds, a new burst of energy filling you, you scratched your head, “Not so easy..... Dipshit. A. I don’t even know your name and who you are, B. you’re desperate.”

”I- w-what?” His words tumbled off his mouth, denying the answer, “I’m not, I-I just wanna help you.”

His dumbfounded expression made it harder for you not to laugh, “It’s okay, I was just teasing you. And I’m free around 4, if that works out.”

”O-oh, yeah I mean I have work but a day to skip won’t hurt,” Steve chuckles, feeling tingly around his hands, he had never felt this for years on end. Cliche much right?

You raised your eyebrows up and a tiny smile escaped your lips, “Okay, just so you know, it’s going to be a challenge to warm up to me.”

He nods his head, bringing his hands together in front of you, “Well I’m up for that challenge!”

”You dipshit.”

”You movie critic.”

[elms-art-gallery]

HIHIHIHI! it’s great to see i’m not the only one with homestuck dsmp brainrot! :D i’ve been having a lot of fun going through your posts!

i wanted to know your reasoning behind your classpecting of tommy and wilbur. there’s no doubt about tommy being blood - but i was curious as to why you made him a passive class. i’m even more curious about wilbur. i’m a witch of blood and id classpected him as a sylph of doom! :o

this is tumblr user endisles btw, i just didnt want to ask on my main >_<

HI!! homestuck classpecting is my passion i will talk for a very long time about this hehehehe.

[ramble under the cut]

just for clarification: there is no "true" classpect, because the classpect system was designed For Sburb with the consideration of the players being classpected playing Sburb, and they serve a larger in game purpose for their classpect.

thus, making it impossible to have a "true" classpect for any characters outside of homestuck because its decided by sburb for the Best Possible Session keeping their personality in line.

(kind of like if theres a design team and i can do both character designs and background designs and another can only do background designs, i would be designated as a character designer because i can do both but the other can only do one)

okay thats was long. anyways.

passive v active isnt about literally if they are passive or active, but instead if they play support or offense (if i remember the explanation from callie correctly hgjghg). tommy definitely plays more of a supporting role rather than an active role (being wilbur's right hand, tubbo's "sidekick", working under sam nook, etc). heir's are "passive class of change" (which under my definition of passive, would be "supporting class of change") which. in my opinion, going with blood being the aspect of attachments (oversimplified but shh) makes a lot of sense for tommy who's main role in the narrative has been bringing about change through his attachments, and playing a support role.

wilbur, i have since changed my classpect for him. i think hes a heart player now (motherfucker has identity issues like no fucking tomorrow), not sure on the class yet. probably still a witch if im being honest! but i went into it thinking about how wilbur led the revolution and very much believed in the connection and power brought through attachments, and tried to use that to change the status quo of the smp. or at least thats my take on it!

i like the classpect of sylph of doom! i can totally see it for mr soot :]!!

[thatonesadending]

Caleb gets to show Molly his Tower, but Essek doesn't approve (Chapter 3)

Caleb knew he was being childish, overly excited. But he had put a lot of work into his tower, spent a lot of time thinking about his friends and their own stories, and how they impacted him. He was eager to share it with Molly. The man was that was ostentation to a fault, and so Caleb thought he might appreciate how much thought and whimsy he had put into their little band of hero’s home away from home.

He lead Molly through the entrance of the Tower, he hadn't explained anything, and the tieflings reaction didn't disappoint.

“What the fucking hell. I am still dead aren't I?” He had almost ghosted past Caleb to the middle of the Entryway. Looking up, he gasped and put his hands on his hips. “Caleb Widogast, you tricked me. You made me think I was going back to the material plane, but this, - this is Heaven, isn't it.”

Caleb couldn't help but chuckle at the mocking tone. He was surprised when Molly looked back away from the ceiling, and stode back to Caleb to clasp his shoulders. “I knew you were a sneaky little bastard, smarter then you let on. Good Boy.” Caleb should have felt embarrassed at the teasing praise, but he wasn’t, at least not yet. Mollymauk continued to wander around the Entryway. He spent a good long while asking questions and Caleb gladly answering.

“How do you get up there?” Molly pointed up thru the center of the tower, after taking in all the windows and art surrounding him.

“Come, I will show you.” Caleb offered his hand to the other man, normally he would not be so bold, but he was riding a high from having all of his worries and suspicions so easily dowsed. He could overthink things later, currently, he just wanted to think about the now, something that Molly valued.

Molly took it easy, and Caleb told him all he had to do was think “up”. Of course, in an effort not to be outdone, he said what Caleb could guess was the infernal translation and pulled the wizard with him.

They made it to the center of the salon floor before Mollymauk stopped and stared. Truth be told, isn't not that Caleb had forgotten, but he had never thought Molly would see the salon, never prepared an explanation for the large stained glass window. He had made it of course as a tribute that the other Nien would appreciate as much as he. It hadn't occurred to Caleb until that moment that he had surrounded his books, his knowledge around the lighted artwork that represented Mollymauk Tealeaf.

“Caleb, I -” he wasn't sure he had ever experienced Molly speechless before. Embarrassment was spreading up his neck, and Caleb wanted to find a way to explain, minimize - lie - about the significance of the fact that the third floor of the Mighty Niens home has a vast library containing all the books and knowledge Caleb ever held dear, and a larger than life depiction of Molly’s tattoos, that case color and light on all of Caleb’s texts. He wanted to say that he had just made it as a comfort for his still grieving friends, but he couldn’t. He wouldn’t lie.

Surprisingly Cad started answering some of Molly’s questions when he eventually stopped staring. It wasn't until Caleb scanned the room and remembered that Essek was also with them, that he realized Caduceus was being more polite than him.

Caleb tentatively walked over to the other wizard, unsure of what to say. There had been a lot of floating and conflicting feelings around the two of them as of late, but Caleb had just started to feel like they had been unraveling them, getting to a place where they could be more than friends with a tentative trust. But then Caleb had asked Essek on this trip, and then literally kissed the enemy. He had no idea what the man must be thinking.

“Thank you for guarding me, you know - while I cast th-”, but he was caught off by Essek.”

“This is foolish.” Caleb hadn't been expecting the reprimand. Essek didn't let him respond.

“You have now twice let a man that may or not contain a friend that you knew for only a couple of weeks into your home. Shared your secrets. For what Caleb? I understand that your friends and you -”

Caleb cut him off abruptly, but did not slow Essek down. “Our friends.”

“Yes, our friends - have an affinity for this ‘Mollymauk’, but it is my understanding that you only knew the man for 4-5 weeks. How do you know this isn’t Lucien? Playing off your limited memories of a man who barely knew you. Whereas I -”

The door two floors below them slammed open, and Caleb found himself prepping to use his arcane fire, but all he saw was the rest of the Nien trudging in, and closing the door behind the,

“Cad, do you think you could come heal Beau? She is ok, we got Cree, but Jester is a bit tapped.” Fjord’s deep voice rung through the tower. Cad excused himself from Molly, and drifted down to Beau. the rest of them followed soon after, back to the Entryway. Caddie quickly took care of all of them, but took care not to include Cree, who was flung over Yasha’s shoulder like a sack of potatoes and unconscious.

“Molly what do you think?! Isnt great?!” Jester asked to her fellow tiefling.

“Love, I am fairly sure that I am stuck in a coma or a demiplane somewhere, but this all couldn't possibly be real.” He said with a grateful smile on his face. Caleb barely heard Essek mutter, uncharastically, ‘I am sure you would fuck with demiplanes.’ Before Caleb could confront that, Molly was calling to him.

“Caleb, this is truly fantastic, and I really would love to see it all, but I wasn't lying when I said I was tired. I don't know what that other guy did with this body, but it doesn't feel like sleep.”

“Oh Molly! You can stay with me! I am sure you don't want to be alone, and Essek has the guest room, and my room is like - really really awesome. We can totally snuggle and I can-” Fjord was growling again, it wasn't loud, but just displeased enough that Jester heard. Caleb wasn't sure what to make about this recent possessive streak, but he knew his own jealousy isn't helpful since Fjord had obviously scared Molly.

“Or maybe Yasha would be better, she really really missed you.” Jester supplied, with a bashful smile.

“That would be divine dear, if that’s ok with Yash, don't want to intrude, love.” Molly said, but he seemed to be struggling with something. It Caleb only a moment to realize that the man was overwhelmed with their change in dynamic, unsure of how he fit in, and might need some space.

“Actually, that might not be necessary.” Caleb hadn't planned on telling them all, but he also hadn't planned on being able to bring back Molly as such. He kicked himself mentally for not arranging things in the tower before he cast it, but hopefully the others left him alone about it. He wasn’t going to hold his pride up before making sure Molly knew that he belonged here with his family.. “Both Mollymauk and Essek have their own rooms if they choose to stay in them.”

Caleb noticed Essek’s normally imperceptible demeanor change, soften just a bit, he was thankful for it after their brief but tense exchange.

“Ah, Essek, I had wanted to show you your first night here, but unfortunately circumstances as they were prevented that. I would show you tonight, but I would like to take Mollymauk to his, seeing as this is all a bit new to him.” Caleb waved his hands to indicate the tower, but what he didn't say was why it could only be him that could show Molly.

“That is alright. I would be glad to wait, I didn't get to explore your library as much as I would have liked anyway.” Essek’s offer of patience was welcomed. It meant that he wasn’t too angry with Caleb. “Thank you, Essek.” Caleb knew the others didn't understand Caleb’s gratitude, but he didn't care at this moment.

“Caleb, when did you find the time to make Molly a room? And I count the same amount of doors, where is?” Of course, Beau would be the one to pick up and challenge Caleb on this first. He couldn't think of a convincing lie, so he tried to go for nonchalant.

“On the floor above Veth’s and my own.” He tried to say it casually, but not a single pair of eyes around him didn't stare.

“Caleb, when did you put a room for Molly on the eighth floor?” The question came telepathically, though Caleb could hear Beau’s pointed tone perfectly. His eyes immediately jumped to his hands, the other red eye still there. Before panic could flood him about what that meant, Beau was in his mind again.

“We can worry about it tomorrow, Molly doesn't have any eyes on him other than his tattoos, we probably just have to kill this city. Now, tell me, when?”

So he wasn’t going to be able to avoid this.

“It’s always been there.” A simple answer to a very complicated issue.

“Fuck man, why didn't you - I, I didn't know.” Caleb didn’t like hearing her pity. Part of him was grateful that she understood why he had included it in his floor of memories, however, he didn't want to talk about it just now. Everyone was still staring at him, they knew Beau was in his head, and likely knew what she was asking, but mercifully not saying anything.

“Ja, well, Yasha can put Cree in one of the rooms of requirement, no? For us to deal with tomorrow?” He supplied quickly to change the focus of the room. “And I can take Mollymauk, to at least change into different clothes for now, and he can choose where he stays.”

“That sounds like a fine plan, I can help Yasha. Then we all can get settled for some needed rest.” Fjord supplied, taking control of the situation from Caleb, which he was very grateful for.

“Lovely. Caleb, dear, take me wherever you want, to be honest, I would be happy to sleep on the floor right here, but I’d love a change of clothes just as much.” Molly didn’t look tired, as much as a man who really wanted to catch his breath. Caleb knew this feeling well, and only hoped he could maybe provide a calm space for Molly to get a little more acclimated in. Without really thinking about it, he put out his hand to the purple man, and of course, he took it in return.

“You only need to think the word ‘up’.” He reminded.

“But where is the fun in that? Up.” Molly tugged Caleb up through the floors of the towers, and he couldn't help but laugh at the other man’s enthusiasm as he fell upwards.