#he’s also wearing sunglasses under his sheet

[leobashi]

Happy Halloween!

Here we have Jackie as a dino rider, Chase as dino food, Anti as a Marvin, Jamie as a totally alive normal human, Henrik as a magical girl, Sam as a magical girl creature, and Marvin as Anti! They’re on their way to do some shenanigans!

[ozarkthedog]

𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮/𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮

summary: you wake up again without Javier in your bed.

warnings: javier pena x gn!reader. angst. established relationship. w.c: 301

author's note: written for @iamasaddie writing challenge 2.0. i got the prompts: Javier's Tactical Vest & "Why did you lie to me?". i've never written for Javier Peña before so I apologize if this is shit. thank you for hosting, Aly! also, thank you Cece, @freelancearsonist, for reading this and making me feel better about posting!

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭 ⋅ 𝐋𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲 ⋅ 𝐏𝐞𝐝𝐫𝐨 𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭

"Why did you lie to me?" You ponder into the dimly lit abyss of your shared bedroom as Javier shamefully crosses the threshold. Your voice remains firm, lacking the fiery anger you usually express when you and Javi argue about his job.

Javi sets his sunglasses and cigarettes on the bureau with a long, tired sigh. He's biding his time. 

He's wearing his green bulletproof vest, the one you woke up in a cold bed alone to find missing. His vest is supposed to symbolize safety and be a barrier to danger. Still, it protects you from delving deeper into the man you yearned to explore over these last few months.

You tug the sheet tight to your body, using it as shelter from the impending storm—the kind you and Javi weathered together despite always being the cause of the raging thunder.

"You know why," he grumbles; the late-night grit scratches his throat. He runs a rough hand over his jaw before looking over his shoulder at you.

Javi's sullen eyes swirl with bitter anguish. He knows he fucked up. He should've told you he was returning to the field and took responsibility for setting the serene life you had together ablaze.

"But I'm home now," he assures, unfastening his vest. The velcro tears loudly through the silence and grates down your spine. He hangs the vest off his bureau like he always does.   

He's stubborn and defiant, like a newly crowned king, with you, his fateful, adoring concubine. 

"What about tomorrow?" You ask as he rolls you onto your side and crawls under the sheets, molding himself around you like a spoon. "What about us?"

A defeated sigh breezes across your skin before you feel warm, plush lips press against your cheek. "Shh, Gatita. Let us have one more night."

[togamest]

-> first meeting: first sunset | 1,425 words. gn!reader, reader wears a bikini, alcohol consumption.

author’s notes: he’s so summer love, god. i’ll probably expand on this eventually but this is very selfship coded,,,also semi-inspired by @dearkiryu and i's convos abt him 🤭

you remember the first time you met jo togame.

you’d just gotten off the plane, the smell of the sea tingling your nose as you had bounded into the terminal, your carry-on in tow. you make it to your hotel without issue, and spread out on the bed, rolling around the soft sheets and smiling to yourself.

the beach had drawn you in quickly, pulling you by the strings of your bikini as you wander across the sand. a few chairs are set up, scattered across the beach in speckles of blue and white and teal. you’d sat for a long time in the spot of your choice, sipping on one of the beers in your cooler.

you’d been swiping through the matches in your phone absentmindedly, not really invested but interested to see where things go. you don’t even pay attention to what the guys look like; many of them look so similar. surf body, blonde curls, blue eyes. “yes, i get it, you live in california,” you mumble to yourself as you toss your phone in your bag, pulling your sunglasses over your eyes and settling back into the chair to drift off for a little bit.

a shadow casts over you, and you squint, looking up.

it’s a man. and he’s pretty.

you lean up, squinting. “can i help you?”

the man shrugs, moving out of the sun’s way and sitting on the chair next to you, the supports squealing under his weight. he was tall, muscles rippling underneath his skin; at least six feet with pretty braided black hair, wisps of it falling across the sides of his face. he’s wearing those translucent sunglasses, tinted orange as he leans over, wiggling his phone.

“didn’t think i’d meet one of my matches so soon.”

you gasp, looking through your phone. sure enough, there he was, looking exactly the same as he did before you. except in his photo, he’d had brilliant green eyes.

the same ones that held your gaze now, with nothing but kindness behind them.

“s-sorry,” you manage to stammer out, embarrassment flooding through your system. “i didn’t think i would either.”

he chuckles, a deep rumble in his chest as he leans back. “don’t worry ‘bout it. did ya mind if i kept ya company for a little while?”

there’s something about him that pulls you in. it could be his voice and its lilting tone; perhaps his eyes? or maybe even the way he’s holding the same beer you’re drinking right now, as you look down and notice there’s one extra missing.

you gasp again. “did you steal one of my beers?”

he answers with a shrug, a smirk tugging at his lips as he cracks the can. “maybe.”

you huff, rolling your eyes. “you’re a piece of work already. jesus, accosting me where i can’t say no to you, and then taking one of my beers? you’re ridiculous.”

he doesn’t respond, but instead chooses to smile again at you. “yeah, but i’m hot, so sometimes i can get away with about ninety percent of that.”

“don’t talk yourself up so much. it’s egotistical.”

he takes a sip, smacking his lips. “that may be, but i like t’ go after what i want quickly. i like opportunity, y’know? and ya seemed pretty bored out here, anyway.”

he’s right, you are bored. solo traveling has its perks, but people watching can only get you so far. you hum, bringing your own beer to your lips. the chill and carbonation make you feel a little less nervous with every moment that passes.

“what’s your name?”

“togame. jo togame. you?”

you tell him yours, and he smiles again.

“pretty name for a pretty thing like you.”

well, that was something else. having a man come on so strong to you wasn’t unknown to you, but it felt odd every time it happened. like you were unworthy of such praise and attraction due to, well, you.

he relaxes after that, simply basking in the sunshine next to you, asking questions about where you’re from and why you’re here. you don’t answer him honestly, of course; he seemed fine, but you can never be too careful. he doesn’t chase after more answers, seemingly satisfied with the short responses you’ve given him.

what a weird guy.

ironically, it had been a long, relaxing day with togame; contrary to popular belief, he was quite charming. and his slight ego interested you deeply, to the point where he’s stood and offered his hand to take you for a walk across the beach.

your legs are warm as you walk beside him. there’s a smile plastered on his face, soft with the edges of his lips slightly upturned, his eyes gentle behind his sunglasses.

“so, what’re ya really here for?”

“what do you mean?” you take a sip of your beer.

he shrugs, placing his hands behind his head and leaning back just a hair, his eyes sliding shut. “dunno. jus’ curious.”

you hum. “curious, huh?”

his hand scratches the back of his head. he looks embarrassed, his eyes darting to you and away, as if he’s scared of what he’s about to say.

“someone like you shouldn’t be alone.”

you can’t tell if it’s sunburn or blush that’s making your face feel hot and red, and you scoff, rolling your eyes. “unfortunately, many people don’t tend to agree with that statement.”

you avoid his gaze. you can feel it sizing you up, but it feels nice. it feels like he cares; a stranger, whose taken you on silly errands of his own within hours of knowing only his name. you’d taken a risk, you know that; you know what could have happened.

but it didn’t. somewhere, some solo traveler god has you in their thoughts. and they’d sent him, with braided black hair and pretty orange sunglasses that do nothing to hide the way he’s eyeing you.

instead, he takes your beer, ignoring your protests as he places it on one of the tables between deck chairs. the look he gives you after fills you with dread. you know what he’s about to do. every neighborhood boy had that same look at every pool party you’d been to, when things got a little too laidback.

“jo, don’t you dare—“

he completely ignores you, choosing instead to pick you up like you weighed nothing. your vision goes awry, the world rolling around in your line of sight as he walks into the water, ignoring the battering of your fists on his back.

then, the cold water hits you, saltiness stinging your tongue and your skin as you gasp, hitting the wet, sandy floor of the shallows with an oof.

after some spluttering, you wipe your face and glare at him from where he’s standing, a few feet off to the side with a horrific grin plastered across his face. he thought it was funny.

let’s see how funny he finds this.

you stand up, clothes sticking to your skin as you shake your head to get the water out. then, you lean down, arms in the water.

he looks at you. “oh, seriously?”

his tone is too teasing to be serious, so you smirk, letting loose a spray of water that slaps him all over, particularly in the face. he staggers, removing his sunglasses as he splutters away, spitting the sand and salt out of his mouth. giggles erupt from your chest as you hold your stomach. you haven’t laughed like this in a long time. a very, very long time.

you ignore the forlorn feeling present there. there’s no time to dwell on those thoughts right now.

you had something right in front of you that could take your mind off of it.

you both play around in the shallows for a long time. so long, that the sun begins to set on the horizon, setting the ocean ablaze in shades of red, yellow and orange. togame’s hand is in your own by then, his chest pressed skintight against your back. you’d slid between his legs on the bench, right between his thighs, making yourself comfortable. your beer is long gone, having been finished hours prior.

you fold your fingers between togame’s, resting your intertwined hands against his thigh. you don’t want to leave, but you know you should. not to mention, you could work up the courage to invite him in by the time you arrived at your hotel if you ask him to accompany you.

“walk me home?”

he nods. “thought ya’d never ask.”

divider credit: @/cafekitsune networks: @interstellar-inn @themovingcastlez

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[toxictigertonic]

Three count em THREE whole people said they liked my headcanons and wanted more so I'm back with more, this time for how they sleep bc I think it's funny.

COYLE

- Like a damn ROCK.

- But also, extremely vigilant at the same time.

- You could pick him up, shake him, scream in his face, he sleeps. Door cracks open a little? Floorboard creaks? He's up and ready for a fight.

- I really hope he'd sleep in boxers but he strikes me as a butt ass naked kinda guy. Enter his room at your own peril he WILL fight naked.

- Sleeps with his arms to his side, stiff as a board. Dead center of the bed though so good luck if you're looking to share with him.

- Sleeps like that partly bc of military and partly bc if he sleeps on his side he drools.

- Snores like a fucking lawn mower. Has woken people up from a sound sleep bc of it. People are holding grudges.

- The sunglasses and hat stay ON.

- No blankets, no sheets. You can guess how awful this is with the whole sleeping naked thing.

- Sleep walker. Again, awful when you remember that he's nakey.

- One pillow. There is a perfectly head shaped dent in it from his bald ass dome.

GOOSEBERRY

- How many pillows can you fit on a bed? Okay now double it.

- Her bed has the comfiest blankets and the biggest quilt ever.

- Futterman gets his own pillow, so she sleeps on her back with one arm up on the pillow and the other resting on her stomach.

- This is because if he doesn't have his own pillow he'll complain. Also he'll get lost in the mess of blankets.

- She still does the Futterman voice in her sleep. Futterman talks in his sleep. Futterman does not say nice things in his sleep.

- She also talks in her sleep but she's talking about making sure the children are safe or that her pie needs to come out of the oven while Futterman says things about dental hygiene (and how you'll be taught about it whether you like it or not)

- The ONLY one of the prime assets that brushes her teeth before bed. Doesn't wash her face though.

- If she didn't have Futterman to worry about she'd be a side sleeper, pillow tucked under her head and blanket tucked up under her chin.

- She'd have one stuffed animal me thinks. I'd say it's the duck but that feels too simple. How about a mmm ratty old cat.

- Wakes up with the blankets off of her everytime. She doesn't know how it happens but it does.

- Wears the cutest pajama set ever. Futterman deserves pajamas too.

- Sleepytime tea connoisseur. Chamomile with cinnamon and honey every night.

FRANCO

- Again, God help us where do I begin.

- He is my little skrunkly so I say this all with love. Maybe. Potentially. Maybe a little hate.

- Would absolutely spend the money to get an adult sized crib to sleep in. Maybe Murkoff got him one just to make him a little less of a brat (affectionate).

- Sooooo many stuffed animals. So many. From classic stuffies to weird stuffed animals you never would've thought existed.

- He cuddles with the same one every night though, without fail. According to character ai it's a pink elephant so I'm going with that.

- I feel like he'd have a special pajama set for each weekday. Or he'd wear whatever the hell he was wearing during the day to bed. Not sure which.

- If he doesn't have the binky he'll resort to thumb sucking, he won't sleep if he can't have one or the other.

- Also needs sound to sleep, a silent room makes him antsy. Typically has cartoons going.

- (Sad one for those of you who like angst) Dreams about what life could've been like if he had a happy family. Wakes up in tears every time.

- (Cute one to apologize for that) He's clingy as all hell. If someone were to sleep in the same bed as him they'd become his human teddy bear. Good luck getting up this mother fucker has Grip and is so starved for positive attention.

- He wakes up groggy as hell. Give him 30 minutes after he's gotten up bc before then he barely remembers where he is.

- Kicks in his sleep. And they're not gentle kicks either that little bastard is MEAN.

- Drools, sorry not sorry.

- If you pet his head he'll be out like a light :)

Let me know if there are any specific headcanons you'd like to hear out of my noggin because I promise I have plenty. I can talk about these freaks alllll day.

[non-plutonian-druid]

[ID: three drawings of Five, out of uniform and with slightly longer hair than usual (implied to be post-s3).

In one, he is wearing a trench coat over a suit and sunglasses, and drinking a giant coffee.

In another he is seated at a table looking at a mint chocolate chip milkshake but not eating it. He has his head propped up in one hand and looks tired. He is wearing a blue long sleeved shirt under an oversized, lighter blue t shirt, and cargo shorts. He has a giant ring of keys clipped to one of his belt loops. His hands are wrapped in bandages.

In the last, he is wearing a dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up, and is head down, arms sprawled on a table over several sheets of paper. He is surrounded by a stack of books and two cups of coffee. End ID.]

some light s4 speculation- probably five continues to be very tired but he gets to pick his own clothes about it! in drawing this i convinced myself that five should get to have a trench coat, and also that he should have a giant carabiner clip of keys - for all his siblings' living situations so he can break into their house at a moment's notice, and also steal their car.

[faes-land]

Day 29: Creampie - Jaehyun

Pairings: Jaehyun X Female Reader

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 2,225

Warnings: Creampie, unprotected sex (Don’t do it kids), soft sex, thoughts of breaking up, Summer fling

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It felt like you and Jaehyun were going nowhere fast. You and he were in the midst of a summer fling and you had no idea where it was going to take the two of you. Was this real? Was it just going to last for the summer? You couldn’t be sure.

You and Jaehyun met during the spring semester in your history class. You quickly learned that you shared mutual friends and that he was also going on the big trip that was planned for the summer. You went to a small beach town for the week and that is where you and Jaehyun became close. Each night was spent with Jaehyun. Some nights between the sheets, some nights just talking under the stars.

You could feel that you were falling for Jaehyun, but you were also afraid of what it all meant. Did he just want to have fun with you? Did you just want to have fun with him? As much as you were enjoying your time with Jaehyun, you feared that it would end once the summer did. With the way things were going, it seemed like he would only be your summer boyfriend.

Jaehyun would say and do things to you that would make you think otherwise. He would always compliment you, give all of his attention to you and make you feel like you were the only person in his world. He treated you as if deeply loved you. But everything was happening so fast that you thought your mind was playing tricks on you. You’d never fallen so quickly for someone and it did scare you a little bit.

You were currently sitting up in bed while Jaehyun slept. Light sheets cover your naked body as you debated on leaving him in bed. The room was warm, but not uncomfortable even as the blazing summer sun was seeping through the window. You turned and looked at the sleeping boy next to you and you sighed. As amazing as he was, there were little things that bothered you.

Sometimes, Jaehyun would start fights with you if you were talking to your friend Yuta. Sure, Yuta was a little touchy, but not enough to cause problems in your relationship. He never liked when you would wear big sunglasses that covered up your eyes; he felt like you were hiding something from him when you did. Jaehyun didn’t want to lose you, even if this was a short romance.

“Good morning, beautiful,” you heard his sleepy raspy voice say to you. “Why are you up so early?” He moved his body to be closer to yours, his arm around your waist pulling you down next to him. He pulled you close and kissed your lips; memories of the night before flooded your mind. He pulled away and smiled at you, his dimples pinching his cheeks and his eyes were still glossy with sleep. How could you think of leaving him?

“I woke up because of the sun,” you hoped he would believe that. Jaehyun was so good to you and you realized that the trivial stuff didn’t matter; what mattered was how you felt about him. Hurting him would hurt you just as badly.

He nodded without a response. He only kissed you again before he snuggled into you. He had one hand on your waist, fingers idly tracing circles on your exposed skin. You turned to face him and you saw the boy that drove you crazy in both good and bad ways. “Do you want to go to the amusement park later? Taeyong told me it was fun,” he said, breaking the silence between you two.

You smiled and gave him another kiss, “I’d love that, Jae.” Your bodies were pressed together, the morning light shining on Jaehyun and making him look angelic. You felt your heart swell when you looked at him. He moved closer to you and he kissed you softly. It was a sweet, lazy morning kiss and you loved everything about it. His lips felt intoxicating and you wanted more. Since you were both still naked from the previous night, it made it easy for you to roam your hands on his beautiful body.

Jaehyun pulled away from your kiss, his hands were on your waist, fingers tickling your skin. You felt hot under his touch and it amazed you how quickly he could get you to this point. You felt yourself getting wet with each kiss and touch, just wanting him to be as close to you as possible.

Jaehyun rolled you two over so that he was now on top of you. His body is much bigger than yours as he trapped you between him and the bed. Your arms were around his shoulders and your fingers were tangled in his soft hair. You felt his cock hardening between your legs, so you bucked your hips to tease him. He let out a deep groan and you became extremely turned on by it.

You felt his cock rubbing against your clit, making you moan and pull him down for a kiss. His hands were on your hips, gripping tightly. He wanted to keep you in place, but he was also getting needy as well. He removed one of his hands from your waist and moved it down to your clit, rubbing it in slow circles. You moaned into your shared kiss, savoring the way he tasted and how he teased at your bundle of nerves.

Your hips bucked into his hand and he smiled into your kiss. His lips had moved down from your lips to your neck, sucking on your skin. You giggled, “Don’t leave an obvious mark before we go out later.”

He chuckled, “Our friends know what we’re doing.” Secretly, he wanted to make sure that Yuta saw a hickey on you; you were Jaehyun’s and no one else’s. He went back to your neck before trailing kisses down your body. He reached your breasts, making sure to give your nipples attention since he now knew how sensitive they were. He wrapped his lips around your nipple and sucked on it until it hardened. Your back arched at the pleasure; his hand between your legs and his tongue on your nipple. It was too much. You were soaking and dripping down onto the sheets.

Jaehyun’s finger moved down from your clit to your entrance, moving up and down and feeling how wet you were. “All for me, pretty girl?” He said, looking up at you. He was smiling, so his dimples were poking his cheeks. You merely nodded your head and gasped when you felt him slip his finger inside you. He teased your inner walls, and you squirm underneath him. “Jae,” you moaned when he added a second finger. He moved them slowly inside you, wanting to take his time with you. He loved the way your body would react to this touch and the little noises you’d make. He loved all of it and you two had all morning with each other.

Your hips met his hand and he moved a little faster. He reached that spot inside you and curled his fingers, making you moan louder and your hips move a little harder. You clenched around his fingers and he pulled away. “Not yet, baby.” You wanted to be mad, but you also knew what was coming so you couldn’t complain. You looked down to see his cock was hard, so you wet your hand and wrapped your fingers around his length.

You pumped him slowly, getting another deep, sexy groan out of him. You moved your hand up so that your thumb could tease his slit. You kissed his neck and kept up your movements. Jaehyun was getting impatient and he moved your hand away. He looked down at you, a mixture of lust and adoration in his eyes. He smirked at you before lining his tip up with your entrance. His tip teases your center, making you moan and move underneath him.

Jaehyun had one arm at your side and his other hand was on his dick, lining it up at your entrance. With how wet you were, it made it easy for him to move it up and down your slit and tease your clit with his head. “Jaehyun, oh my god,” you breathed out. Jaehyun knew what he needed to do to prep you for him, and this was part of it. He loved teasing you like this and seeing you underneath him.

“Are you ready?” He asked, pausing his movements. His eyes were sweet as he waited for your response. You pulled him down for a kiss and nodded, silently telling him yes. He smiled into your kiss before he ever so slowly pushed himself inside you. You felt your eyes roll to the back of your head and you moaned as he went in deeper; his cock stretching you out perfectly.

Jaehyun was big and you were worried that he wouldn’t fit in you the first time you had sex. But, since Jaehyun was so sweet, he was very gentle with you. You still weren’t used to his size quite yet, so it took a little bit of time before he was able to move. It hurt a little, but soon the pain turned to pleasure as he peppered your face with kisses. “Move, please,” and that was all Jaehyun needed to rock his hips against yours.

The way he filled you up with his cock was like nothing you’d ever felt before. With each thrust inside you, he went in a little deeper. He still wasn’t fully in you yet, but that didn’t matter to either of you; all that mattered was the shared pleasure between you two. The way he was moving inside and how he would carefully kiss you made everything feel all the more intimate.

His sweet lips were on yours, delicately kissing you as his thrusts had become a little harder. Jaehyun grabbed one of your legs and placed it around his waist, making him go in a little deeper and be closer to you. The way Jaehyun’s hips were now colliding into yours was making you feel high off his dick.

His kisses moved from your lips to your neck again and one of his hands was on your nipples now. Your back arched at all the extra stimulation and your pussy clenched around him. “Jaehyun!” You moaned his name and he groaned against your skin. He tweaked your hard nipple, tugging slightly since he knew you liked it when he did that. You could feel that familiar knot in your stomach make its presence known, “Baby I’m-“

“I know, beautiful. Me too.” He said between thrusts. He quickened his pace and angled his hips so that he was both all the way in and hitting your spot repeatedly. You were now a moaning mess as he fucked you into the bed. You couldn’t even comprehend anything except for the pleasure you were getting from the gorgeous man on top of you. Everything he did drove you crazy and you didn’t want him to stop.

Jaehyun’s hand that was on your nipple had now moved down to your clit, rubbing it in time with his thrusts. It didn’t take long for your orgasm to come, and boy did it hit you hard. This was probably one of the best orgasms that Jaehyun had ever given you. How you got so lucky to get with a man as good in bed as Jaehyun was beyond you, but you definitely were not going to question it.  

After a few more quick thrusts inside you, Jaehyun’s own orgasm had built up and he tried to pull out of you, but you stopped him. Moving your hips to meet his dick so that he would slide back inside of you. “Come for me, Jaehyun,” and that was all he needed to hear before his cum was coating your inner walls. He groaned as he stilled inside you. His breathing was uneven and his arms weakened as he tried to hold himself up.

Jaehyun began to pull out of you, a mess of both of your cum leaking out on your thighs and the sheets underneath you. You tightened your legs around him, wanting him to stay inside you. Jaehyun looked down at where your bodies were still connected, a layer of white on coated on his cock. You hissed when Jaehyun slowly thrust himself back inside. His cock was softening inside you, but you liked it.

He could hardly hold himself up anymore, so he was now laying on top of you, but he wasn’t crushing you in any way. You felt some of his body weight on top of you, but it felt comforting. His face was buried in your neck, giving soft kisses before he kissed your cheek and smiled at you. You turned to him and gave him a light kiss on his swollen lips. “Will you stay with me after the summer?” He asked, eyes full of uncertainty. He knew you were hesitant.

You looked at him and you realized that he had made you happier than you’d felt in a long time. You kissed the beautiful boy one more time, “I’m not going anywhere.”

[ididit-allofit-foryou]

disabled people are beautiful!!!

(image description below the cut--it wouldn't fit in alt text!!)

a drawing of 15 disabled people on a yellow background with a light pink floral pattern. from left to right:

1. a fat white person whose left (their left) arm ends before the elbow. their right arm is on their hip, & they are smiling. they have short red hair, a yellow dress with white flowers, white hoop earrings, and black heels. they also have moles and are blushing.

2. a chubby middle eastern woman wearing a light pink embroidered abaya kaftan style robe and a slightly darker pink hijab. the robe's embroidery is delicate mauve vines around the sleeves, and two matching vines down the front. the woman has a german shepherd service dog with her. the. dog is sitting to the viewers right and has its tongue out, and is wearing a service dog vest. the woman is holding the leash to the dog in her right hand, and has her left hand on her hip. she is wearing pink slippers with a mauve gem on the top.

3. a black, bald, thin, nonbinary person with several facial piercings and earrings standing with their left arm lower than the right, slightly tilted backwards, arms hanging by their sides. they are wearing pink sandals, knee braces, a compression glove and elbow brace on their left arm, & have on blue shorts and a bright pink crop top that says 'FUCK ABLEISTS' (peep that underboob 👀 [side eye emoji]).

4. a chubby south asian woman with white hair and a green striped cane wearing a pale green button up shirt with shoulder pads, dark green corduroy pants, and brown loafers. her posture is tilted a bit from scoliosis.

5. a thin east asian man with a facial deformity that affects his nose and makes his left eye lower than the right. he has wavy pink har that is long on top and short on the sides. he is wearing a white cropped tank top with lace at the neck-line, and loose, flowy green pants. his shoes are white with pink detailing. he is turned so his body faces the viewer's right side, but is looking at the camera with his hands in his pockets.

6. a curvy latine autistic person holding a yellow AAC/speech tablet in front of their chest. they have very long light blue curly hair and freckles, and are smiling with their eyes closed. they are wearing dark blue headphones, a yellow short sleeve shirt, a dark blue romper with bows on the shoulders, and yellow sandals.

7. a curvy disabled bed-bound native american person lying in bed on their side facing the viewer and smiling. they have their left arm folded under their head, & their right arm laying next to heir face. the bed is dark brown with blue and white patterned sheets and a fuzzy purple blanket draped over the person and a corner is touching the ground. the person has tan skin and shaved brown hair.

8. a thin black woman with vitiligo, and wavy lime green hair with baby hairs, smiling in a wheelchair with lime green wheels. she is tilting the wheelchair back in a wheelie position. she is wearing a high-neck, sleeveless, black top with a boob window; light blue skinny jeans; tall, black lace-up boots; and dangly earrings.

9. an east asian man who has dwarfism. he is standing with his left hand on his hip, and his right hand up in a peace sign. he has square glasses and long, blonde, curly hair. he is wearing a black turtle neck, orange pants, and black booties.

10. a tall, curvy, white woman with forearm crutches. she is holding the crutch to her right normally, & is resting her left elbow and knee on the left crutch. her hair is shaved and brown on the right side of her head, and on the left side she has lair down to her chest colored in a rainbow pattern. she is wearing a dress that is pale pink with a pale yellow confetti pattern, pale yellow converse, and blue socks.

11. a drawing of a chubby, blind, south asian man. he has short, flowy, gray hair, black sunglasses, black stud earrings, a green sweater, a long black skirt, brown shoes, a gold key necklace, and a white cane. he has his right hand in front of him holding the cane, and his left hand by his side.

12. a fat black person sitting on the ground. their right elbow is resting on their right knee. their left leg is tucked in front of them on the ground, and their left hand is supporting them. they have short pink locs with the sides of their head shaved. they have a cleft lip scar and some moles on their face. they are wearing a black bra with a sheer long sleeve shirt over it, green shorts, and pink booties.

13. a drawing of a chubby latine man with an afro, mustache, and beard standing with his right arm behind his head. his left arm is holding up the end of a red dress with a deep v-neck to reveal his left leg is a prosthetic. he has chest, armpit, and leg hair, and is wearing gold jewelry and black flats.

14. a drawing of a disabled, curvy middle eastern woman with a feeding tube going from her nose to a bag on a pole. she is wearing a green shirt with a foliage pattern, tan shorts, and black combat boots with purple socks. her hair is also purple, and she has several earrings.

15. a drawing of a chubby native american man on a light blue background. he is using a blue rollator and waving. he is wearing a pink striped vest and vibrant green bell bottoms with pink flowers. his hair is long and blue, and he has three tattoo lines on his chin.

[revletter]

Two-fer

⭐ A comic script starring Boshi and Geno ⭐

————————————

(Yoshi's Island) (It's the 27th Annual Mushroom Derby. Yoshis and people are everywhere; it's a bit like a fair; clearly a beloved local longtime tourist attraction.) (There's a Yoshi canopy with another big banner that says "Partner Up Here!") (Most of the Yoshis on a big chart already have names written alongside them) (dialogue from off panel:) PERSON 1: I'd like to enter with this blue one, please. PERSON 2: Um - you don't want to do that. ———————————— (Under the sign-up canopy, a Yoshi attendant behind the desk is talking to someone who remains out of frame) ???: Is that so? YOSHI ATTENDANT: Yeah, no one rides Boshi! ———————————— YOSHI ATTENDANT (from out of panel): … like… EVER. (View of Boshi in the distance. He is stretching for the race, and growling at a couple of intimidated-looking folks that got too close) ———————————— ???: Fortunate for me. (A wooden hand begins to write on a sign-up sheet) ———————————— [More past the cut]

———————————— (Under the sign-up canopy again. The wooden hand places a small bag of Yoshi cookies on the counter) ATTENDANT: You know you don't get a refund if he says no, right? ???: Of course. ATTENDANT: Okay… they're your cookies… But if you don't mind me asking…

———————————— Yoshi attendant (from off panel): …Why him?

(View of Boshi again. He is looking cool, but his age is showing here; he might be rubbing a sore joint. Out of Boshi's view, a Yoshi parent is nervously shooing their fascinated kids away from him)

??? (from off panel): …I like his little shades.

———————————— (View of the mystery person’s back as he exits - it’s now clear that it’s Geno - and the attendant, holding the sign-up sheet with an expression best described by “old guy stares at paper meme”)

ATTENDANT: Good luck, mister… uh … mister …

(INSET: the signup form, on which "♡♪!?" is written)

———————————— (Geno has approached Boshi; the tone is adversarial. Maybe it's that JoJo walk)

BOSHI: Get outta town, punk. I don't DO riders.

———————————— (Geno, hand on hip. Boshi, looking annoyed)

GENO: It's been a long time since you won. I'm here to fix that.

BOSHI: And just who do you think you are?

———————————— (Geno leans casually against a tree, arms crossed; Boshi just looks more peeved)

GENO: Someone you'll go faster with.

BOSHI: I'm faster SOLO.

———————————— (Geno smiles; his eyes are a little shinier. Boshi looks suspicious)

GENO: Want to bet?

BOSHI: …

BOSHI: Bet what?

———————————— (big panel: The Mushroom Derby!) (Geno's riding Boshi. He's probably used his Boost on Boshi or something, idk. But yeah, they're zoom zoom zooomin')

———————————— (also big panel: Awards after the race!) (Boshi has the first place trophy. He looks blissfully happy, with a hint of tears starting in his eyes.) (He's not wearing his trademark sunglasses, but he is wearing a shirt that says "This is my I PROMISE TO CHILL OUT shirt". Make it somehow obvious that it was made by Geno.)

———————————— (Boshi is walking away from the crowd, now looking strangely downcast and sad. Behind him, a Yoshi parent runs after him, trailed by an enthusiastic small Yoshi.)

YOSHI PARENT: Boshi, wait!

———————————— (Boshi turns. Other Yoshi parents and kids have also followed.)

YOSHI PARENT: Could you… coach my kid?

OTHER YOSHI PARENTS: Mine too! Mine too! They love you! They know all about you!

———————————— (Close up on Boshi, emotional, wide-eyed and smiling, a tear starting down his cheek.)

BOSHI: I… Yeah. Yeah, I bet I could do that.

———————————— (View: Zoomed out behind Boshi surrounded by happy Yoshis. We see the back of his shirt for the first time. It says “COACH”.)

———————————— (It's just after sunset. Wide shot of the island, with one figure on the beach some distance away from the commotion)

———————————— (Geno is wearing Boshi's shades, and looking very satisfied with himself. The first stars to come out are reflecting off of the black lenses)

———————————— (Geno pulls a little Star Hill-style wishing star out of his hat…) (INSET: angle from his perspective - in his hands it says a wish:)

“Man, what I wouldn't do to win my last race! Maybe I could even retire with no regrets…”

———————————— (…And then another, much larger wishing star:)

“… oh, who am I kidding? My life is about to be so empty… will anyone even notice I've stopped? I wish I knew what I was going to do…”

(INSET: The words vanish into happy sparkles)

———————————— (View: from the front - Geno is looking down at the stars in his hands)

GENO: Ready to catch another?

(The wishing stars squeak "ye!")

———————————— (Wider angle - with a glow of magic charging up, Geno winds up a pitch like a baseball player)

———————————— (Wide zoomed-out shot of the entire island, the fading colors of sunset, and the brightening starscape above it. Across the sky fly two little shooting stars.)

[the-hinky-panda]

I feel like I'm going fucking mad

Part I

Part II

He should have put a stop to this in the cab. When you had slipped your hand into his, he should have pulled it away. Put distance between the two of you. Instead, he had let your fingers stay entwined with his as you climbed the two flights of stairs to your rooms at the old stone hotel. You had used those fingers to pull him towards you while he searched his pocket for his key. 

He’s kissed plenty of people who were drunk and you did not kiss like that. You weren’t wobbly or unsteady on your feet. Of course, your hands had grabbed fistfuls of his leather jacket and you were pressed flush against him so that could be why you were still upright. Your lips move with intent and purpose against his, you’re not messy or sloppy. He should definitely shut this down now but your tongue sweeps into his mouth and all rationale and logic immediately leave his brain. 

He has you pressed against the wood of your door and he matches your passion. You fit perfectly in his hands, against the planes of his body. He wants to know what you feel like underneath him, wrapped in sheets and nothing else. Your perfume overpowers the scent of leather, sharp and sweet. Just like you. You’re infuriating with your thrill seeking wild streak and overindulgence in booze. But you’re incredibly empathetic and kind hearted. The horses would respond to you like they do if you weren’t. He just wants a taste before pulling away, before he hopes to let you go before this mistake gets any bigger. He tastes the whiskey on your tongue and that is enough for him to find his senses and pull back. 

Your eyes are still glassy, now dilated with lust. Your lips are red and kiss-swollen. You look like the personification of sin leaning against that door staring at him. You pull the key card out of your bra and unlock the door. 

“Would you like to come in?” you ask softly. 

He wants to, very badly, but he doesn’t want to be just another drunken conquest of yours that you won’t even remember the next morning. He wants to be one you remember. “Not tonight, lass.” 

You give him a slight pout. “You’re sure? How will you know I won’t just sneak out again? There’s still some parties happening in old Belfast.” 

“Aye, I’m sure there are.” He reaches for a small wooden chair that is sitting in the hallway. “I do have my ways of making sure you stay put for the night though.” 

You see the chair and know immediately its purpose: he’s going to put it under the door handle so you won’t be able to open the door. You start to protest but he cuts you off. 

“There’s too much at stake for you to not be where you need to be tomorrow. There’s no margin for error with a deal like this. I need sleep.” He motions to your face. “So do you. I need you sober and on point tomorrow. Understand?” 

You nod reluctantly. He shuts the door quickly so he doesn’t have to look at the disappointment in your face and posture. He wants to remember instead that sultry smile and press of your body against his. But he was being honest: there is a lot riding on this deal. The IRA is looking for him to slip up. The Club needs these guns. It has to go smoothly. He also needs to sleep and the only way he can manage that at the moment, is with a cold shower. 

A really cold fucking shower. 

The next day is painfully silent. When he removes the chair from your door, you brush past him abruptly without a word and head out to make your purchase of the two horses. Not even a good morning. But he does notice you’re wearing sunglasses to hide your eyes but your gait is steady, albeit angry. He watches you stand on the sidewalk for about ten minutes before the Range Rover with the barn name emblazoned on the side pulls up. You shake hands with the driver and climb in, off on your mission. 

He breathes a sigh of relief. That part is done. Now, he has the guns to purchase himself from his IRA contact. He makes sure to arrive a few minutes early, the transaction is quick, effortless. They’re already packing the guns in the tack boxes and will be taking them over to the farm later on that day. Honestly, it couldn’t have gone better. 

It’s early evening when he sees the Range Rover pull up to the hotel and you climb out of the back. Your sunglasses are on the top of your head now, your wool jacket on and buttoned up. You look lovely, standing there on the sidewalk, in the early twilight. He watches you hesitate at the door of the hotel, most likely not wanting to cross paths with him, before moving down the street to the pub on the corner. 

You’re both flying back to the States tomorrow morning and he doesn’t want to sit through that long flight with you giving him the cold shoulder. He gives you a few more moments of peace at the pub as he finishes his cigarette. He flicks the butt into a stormdrain before opening the door to the pub. 

He needs to fix this. 

[tacticalspider]

you only hear the music / when your heart begins to break

(image description in alt and under the cut)

image description: first picture is a drawing of po, the red teletubby, as kobra kid from the my chemical romance danger days album. pobra kid, as he will now be called, has red flesh and a light peach face, with short, slicked back hair that blends from red roots into blond and a red antenna with a circle on the end. he's wearing giant black sunglasses and a very cool red jacket with navy blue stripes going across the chest and navy and white stripes going up and down the arms. on his right arm, which is turned slightly towards us, theres a patch that reads 03. theres also a patch on the jacket's left breast which is supposed to say something about a pegasus but it's barely visible so let's just ignore that. under the jacket, pobra is wearing a yellow t-shirt with black splotch stripes going up and down, sort of like the world's worst tiger print. he also has black jeans and a red ray gun strapped into the holster on one leg. at the top right of the page, which, by the way, is an info sheet about a heart monitor, there are two little orange highlighter stripes, and pobra kid is written on those in black pen. end id.

[drunkonaheistinspace]

Murderplier x GN!Reader (writing practice)

Content warnings: implied domestic abuse (not involving Murdock), off screen death (only of minor character/readers abusive bf)

You were standing in the door frame to your dining room. A room you really used and the only purpose was to collect dust. But not today.

What you saw in front of you might have also been a scene from American Psycho. The walls, the floor, the table...EVERYTHING was covered in plastic sheets. On top of your very nice and big dining table was your boyfriend tied up and gagged.

Next to him stood a man you didn't know. He was dressed in all black except for a wine-red turtleneck. But three things jumped out the most. He was wearing sunglasses inside in the middle of the night which was a weird fashion choice but you saw worse. He was holding a hunting knife very close to your tied-up boyfriend. And despite the big round sunglasses, you could see the utter surprise and disbelief on this man's face.

In his defense, your face mirrored the exact same feelings.

You didn't know what to do. From the context clues you gathered to came to the conclusion that this man was most definitely a murderer and your boyfriend his next victim. Should you run and scream for help? The front door was close and you might be able to reach it in time. Should you try and help your boyfriend? No chance. The man was too close and you would feel the knife before you could even touch your boyfriend.

Your brain was working through all the possible ways you could die or survive. Then you saw it. The look on your boyfriend's face. It took you a while to interpret it because you never saw it or something similar on his face ever before. You only ever saw it full of anger and disgust but now it was pleading and filled with fear. A face you usually made every time you made a minor mistake in front of him.

Something changed. Your brain stopped planning and your eyes just wandered through the room until you saw a silver rectangle sitting on a small side table that wasn't covered by a plastic sheet. Your laptop.

You walked towards it, grabbed it from the table, and walked out of the room. Then you walked past the man you murmured something along the lines of "I just needed my laptop" and "I'm so sorry".

You pressed the laptop to your chest and just walked towards your room. From the dining room, you could hear a faint "What did you do to that poor thing?" followed by muffled screams.

From your room, you couldn't hear a thing but you still turned up the music a bit more louder than usual just to be safe.

Somehow you managed to forget the 'little accident' and get lost in your work. The music helped you forget but it also led to you not hearing the opening of the door or the footsteps slowly approaching you. The feeling of a hand grabbing your shoulder made you jump and look up. Mister Murderer was standing right next to you and you froze.

He on the other hand just squeezed your shoulder lightly and gave you a warm smile. "It's getting late. You should go to bed."

His voice was soft and it made you feel warm inside. You liked it. IT was so much nicer than your boyfriend's voice.

You nodded and saved your document before you turned off your laptop and walked over to your bed. You didn't bother to change into your usual sleeping attire. You just laid down under the cover and made yourself comfortable. He tucked you in and gave you a pat on the head before he walked back to the door.

"Good night~," he said before turning off the light and closing the door.

[hebimoonlightwrites]

I would like to request aoi, hajun, allen and kanata with a very curvy and voluptuous mc with some belly, if possible could you add a bit of nsfw :) thanks bby #Hebi100Special aaa I forgot to put the hashtag, hereee, sorry ; ^;

Writer's corner: This was supposed to be part of my Special 100 but unfortunately it's the 12th one I got qwq so... I'm posting it now. But thank you, anon, for requesting! It's so cute and adorable!! Hope you'll enjoy the reading! If not, please, let me know. Also I'll make it gn! Hope it's fine for you! Tell me if not~ Enjoy~

Warnings: cuddle, tender moment but slight NSFW

⋆𝐀𝐨𝐢, 𝐇𝐚𝐣𝐮𝐧, 𝐀𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐊𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐚⋆ 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐩𝐭𝐮𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐠𝐧!𝐦𝐜

⋆When Aoi saw mc for the first time, they got surprised by how beautiful mc was.

⋆They seriously managed to get Aoi's attention simply smiling, while they were passing by with their friends.

⋆And it was felt like magic by the prince of Visty.

⋆Certainly Aoi must have considered mc to be the right one

⋆They seriously were!

⋆The feelings the prince got weren't those ones felt for a simple crush.

⋆That was love at the first sight.

⋆And Aoi thought to be the right one.

⋆What they really liked of mc?

⋆Their cuteness, of course.

⋆The fact that their laughter was so simply innocent and adorable.

⋆And their curvy and voluptuous body.

⋆Yeah.. It was considered to be voluptuous by the prince themselves.

⋆Those curves were so damn hot that Aoi couldn't help but imagine his hands on them.

⋆They couldn't help but imagine themselves whispering sweet compliments to mc's ears in the dark of their room.

⋆But it didn't take a lot until Aoi's dreams came true.

⋆"My prince/princess... Look at yourself... You're beautiful.."

⋆Aoi would whisper in the dark for the umpteenth time and come back to massage mc's body.

⋆They would reach the hips, those curvy and adorably sexy hips of them.

⋆Aoi would smile gently as always and would compliment mc again for being so gorgeous.

⋆I feel like the prince would do it more if they knew that mc is a kind of insecure about their own body.

⋆So if mc was, then Aoi wouldn't waste a minute and start listing all the parts they love of mc's body.

⋆Aoi wouldn't want their adorable prince/princess to feel ugly when mc is actually the light to them.

⋆They would do everything to make them feel gorgeous and beautiful.

⋆Even stopping his fingers on some stretch marks mc would have (of course if they had any).

⋆Aoi's pale body would be on mc's one as the prince would giggle softly.

⋆"I cannot find any word to describe how beautiful you are and how happy I am to have you in my life... I love you."

⋆Hajun with a curvy mc?

⋆That's interesting.

⋆As we know, he's a model.

⋆So I'm imagining him meeting mc while he's getting prepared for a photoshoot.

⋆He'd be surprised by mc's beauty and voluptuous body (just like Aoi would).

⋆And I feel like Hajun would even try to convince mc to pose for photos, after knowing them of course.

⋆Since Hajun would actually love mc's body and personality.

⋆He'd generally act sadistically.

⋆But I think he'd seriously think that mc is truly beautiful and deserves some attention too.

⋆I mean..

⋆Imagine him posing, even wearing fashioned and branded clothes, with a curvy and voluptuous model beside!

⋆OMG. I need to see something like this!

⋆It'd be amazing, don't you think?

⋆Of course that sexy power of them would manage to get also Hajun's mind.

⋆Hajun would imagine himself, doing what he wants to mc..

⋆..touching what he wants and to hear their voice softly moaning of pleasure in the middle of the night.

⋆It'd be divine for him and I feel like he'd try to cover the fact that he'd look forward to that moment.

⋆Of course after time mc and Hajun would find themselves one on the other's naked body.

⋆The bed sheets would be the only thing to half-cover them, while Hajun would stare at mc's eyes.

⋆They would be under him, looking at his eyes, finally seeing them without sunglasses on.

⋆It'd be romantic and slow.

⋆Hajun would touch that soft skin, loving that body of mc's more than how he would have done before.

⋆He'd kiss it, he'd love it entirely.

⋆"Babe.. Your hips are lovely~"

⋆Allen would meet mc at one of BAE's concert.

⋆He'd look among the crowd of fans and immediately fell for that curvy and gorgeous mc.

⋆That smile of them.

⋆Their expression of realization and that blush.

⋆Of course mc would notice Suzaku's eyes on them.

⋆And it would make them so excited ans happy!

⋆Just like a normal fan would be after getting a simple gaze by their favourite singer or rapper.

⋆Day by day they would get closer until they would finally become a couple.

⋆And yeah...

⋆Sometimes Allen is said to be awkward.

⋆So imagine how flustered and embarrassed he'd get thinking about how sexy mc's curvy hips are.

⋆He'd blush and try to ignore those thoughts until he'd find himself exploring that body of mc's.

⋆Just like a blink.

⋆Allen would even wonder what he is doing there and why does he really feel so necessary to him to touch that body.

⋆Mc would be there, barely covering their own closed eyes, blushing.

⋆I don't know why..

⋆But I feel like they would kinda whisper to Allen something like:

⋆"Please.. Do not look at me-"

⋆And that's when Allen would try to move mc's arms away from their face.

⋆Allen would love to make mc loves their own body..

⋆..to make them appreciate it just as much as he already does.

⋆So that's how I feel he'd uncover mc's face and stare at their sparkling eyes.

⋆Mc would be able to see Allen's phoenix soul through his eyes as these words would resound in the room:

⋆"Mc.. Look at me. Do not cover your face, please. You don't need to be embarrassed... You need to understand that.. You're the most beautiful for me."

⋆Kanata is the best at making the ones he loves feel appreciated.

⋆So that's why I'm sure he'd be incredibly sweet towards mc..

⋆...especially when they're alone, though.

⋆He could have met mc at one of Cozmez's concerts or even simply while walking to a convenience store with the intention to buy something to eat for him and Nayuta.

⋆It doesn't change, though, that mc managed to get his attention.

⋆Kanata would have never thought to get interested in anyone else than Nayuta but...

⋆Mc did it.

⋆How to blame them though?

⋆They're beautiful.

⋆Their face and skin look so perfect.

⋆Their smile is genuinely sweet.

⋆And their body...

⋆Damn!

⋆Their body is so curvy and voluptuous.

⋆It'd be the first time but..

⋆Kanata would feel something strange.

⋆Like the will to hold those tasty hips with his hands.

⋆To even gently and playfully bite them.

⋆And it'd feel strange to him.

⋆After some time though, everything would happen.

⋆Kanata would be there, alone with mc in the dark of that small apartment he and Nayuta call home.

⋆His and mc' bodies against that futon while Kanata would keep at least an hand on one of mc's hips, hugging them.

⋆His kisses against their body would suggest mc that, yes:

⋆He truly loves them.

⋆Contrary to how the others could have treated them..

⋆Well...

⋆He loves them.

⋆Mc's silence would bring Kanata to focus again on their face.

⋆As he'd see some tears on their eyes he'd get closer and kiss them.

⋆"Those bastards who treat you bad are looking for some pain! I will protect you, mc! I promise!"

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[ashessartt]

I can’t stop thinking about this very specific scene that my brain has crafted so I thought I’d share. Elumax brainrot is real.

Max tapped her fingers against her thigh, rhythmically timed to the beat of “Running Up That Hill” playing softly in the speaker to her left. She sighed and leaned back, falling onto the soft pillows rested behind her back. This was the first day she was alone in her hospital room, only a few weeks after she had been awoken. After she had been saved. It had been 6 months since she fell under, since she- well. She didn’t need to think about that now. Not when she was alone; not when she couldn’t call for any help. 

She had always had someone with her since she woke up- at least one person. The nurses visited her pretty frequently the first week that she had come to, but the visits had ceased after she had proved herself stable. Sometimes Robin and Nancy or Robin and Steve would come in, come to check on her. Sometimes Dustin stopped by, with a new movie he smuggled from Steve’s work. Sometimes Mike and Will came by, if not just to give her some new tapes (Will had a really good taste in music- Mike did not). Sometimes Erica would drop by, either to just keep Max company or ask her if she needed something. She would always give Max the usually sass that made the younger girl Erica, but Max loved it when she stopped by. Erica had become like family to her. They all had. But the best days were the ones when the whole party would come. They would play some games, watch some movies, or just relish in the fact that they were all together again- all alive. On those days, Max felt normal again.

But most days, it was just Lucas and El. And Max could not be more thankful for the two of them. 

Lucas- he had read to her everyday when she was under. He brought her candy and movies and books- anything she asked for. He held her hand when she was scared. He reassured her that she wasn’t alone- that he was there for her. Max had fallen for him harder than she ever thought she could.

El- she had saved Max’s life. El quite literally restarted her heart. El had brought her consciousness back from the brink. She also had strung decorations up in Max’s room, brought flowers every other week, and found Max a new pair of sunglasses to wear when she was finally released from the hospital. El also got herself and Lucas a matching pair too. How could Max not fall in love?

Max tilted her head to the left, feeling the breeze of the fan also on her bedside table. Robin had brought it when Max said that the room’s circulation was shitty. She pulled the quilted blanket she had on top of the hospital sheets closer to her face; the blanket Erica brought that Mrs. Sinclair made for her. She closed her eyes and thought about how grateful she was, and how she relished the different loves she had. She smiled to herself. 

She thought of El and Lucas. Her mind often wondered to them- she couldn’t help it. She loved them. She had given up on hiding it. Why hide from something so beautiful? She prayed to whatever was out there, that they would be okay. That whatever it was would protect them. 

They had gone out today- all of them. To go into the Upside Down. To go and try to find more information on the situation. They thought it was safe; they thought it was better now then never. Max begged them to stay- or to sneak her out of this godforsaken room- but they had refused. El had to go, and Lucas wanted to keep her safe. 

“I’ve already lost you,” Lucas told her softly, holding her hand in both of his, “I can’t lose El too.”

“I can’t lose either of you.” Max replied, her voice wavering.

“I will take care of both of us, Max.” El put her hand on Max’s shoulder reassuringly, a tang of humor in her voice.

Silence.

“You both better come back in one piece,” Max said, tears threatening to roll out of her eye, “or I’ll go down there and kill Vecna myself.”

“We’ll be fine, Max.” Lucas said sweetly, pulling Max’s hand up and placed a kiss between her knuckles.

El kissed Max’s other temple. “I’ll make sure of it.”

Max could hear the smile in her voice. She pulled El’s head to hers and rested their foreheads together. Then, she turned and planted a kiss on Lucas’s cheek. 

Max felt the tears fill up in her eyes. God, she hoped they were okay. They had to be. She really couldn’t imagine what she would do without them.

There was a tap at the door. Max threw her head around fast enough to give herself whiplash. She’d be lying if she said that the sudden noise hadn’t scare her; she was so deep in thought she hadn’t even notice that the her song had ended. 

“Who is it?” Max spoke, loud enough so that whoever was at the door could hear her. There was no response, only the sound of the door opening. Then the rush of feet, moving quickly. 

“Max!” Lucas and El squealed in unison. Max smiled at the source of the commotion- she knew it was them. Ever since she lost her vision, she had committed their sounds to memory. The way the two of them walked, the way they moved, the way they breathed- it had all been committed to Max’s mind. It was one of the few things that kept her sane in this suffocating room.

They had run up to her- to their usual spots, Lucas on her left and El on her right- wrapping their arms around her, squeezing her to death as they always did. Yeah, these are MY people, Max thought to herself. She smiled into their shoulders.

They pulled back, if just enough to let Max breathe. Lucas grabbed her right hand with his left and put his other hand on her cheek. Max leaned into his touch as Lucas leaned down and planted a kiss on her forehead. She smiled back at him, then turned to El, who had grabbed Max’s right hand with both of hers. They bumped their noses together- a ritual they had started before the Byers’ had moved away. El giggled, and Max couldn’t help but smile. El’s giggle could brighten up any room- no matter what. Max leaned forward and caught El with a kiss- sweet and soft. 

El shifted her hand to the side of Max’s thigh, as she leaned into the kiss. Lucas saw this as an opportunity and pulled El’s arm, making her fall onto Max’s lap. She let out a huff as she landed, making Max and Lucas snicker at her plight. El re-oriented herself on the bed, pulling Lucas down ontop of Max. He crashed into Max’s chest, knocking the wind out of her. They all laughed as they re-positioned themselves into their natural spots- Lucas on Max’s left shoulder, El curled up under Max’s left arm, El and Lucas holding hands across Max’s stomach. It was nice, their weight was comforting.

“I love you two.” Max spoke softly, only loud enough for her partners to hear.

“We love you, too, Max.” They spoke together, sweet and soft.

“We always will.” Lucas muttered, as he buried his neck further into the crook of Max’s neck.

“Mhm. Forever.” El whispered, squeezing Max tighter. 

Max took a deep breath and smiled as she nuzzled her nose into Lucas’s hair. She quickly thanked something- anything- for putting these two together on this Earth with her. This is what life was for.

[retinasurgeon]

Do I Need a Vitrectomy for Vitreomacular Traction?

If you have been told you need surgery for vitreomacular traction, then you are being offered a vitrectomy. This is a common and relatively straight forward procedure that removes the vitreous gel inside the eye, in turn releasing the traction being placed on the macula. Often the inner limiting membrane is peeled. The entire procedure involves microscopic instruments and in most cases, you will not require any stitches inside your eye.

The good news if you are worried about your surgery for vitreomacular traction, is that it is completely painless. The surgery is always performed under a local anaesthetic, though you may be given a sedative to help you relax. You will feel some pressure in your eye as the ophthalmologist operates on the eye.

The surgery itself is a very straight forward and common surgery. Your eye surgeon will clean around the eye using iodine solution and a plastic sheet will be placed over your eye and face. A hole Is then cut into the eye and a clip is used to keep the eye open. It's common to feel the surgeons hands on your forehead as they work, sometime you may feel them touching the bridge of your nose.

Three tiny holes are made in the white of the eye. This allows the microscopic instruments to be inserted into the eye. One of these allows a flow of liquids to flow into the eye, the other is used for the fibre-optic light and the third is used for any instruments needed throughout the surgery.  The surgeon uses a cutting tool to remove the vitreous gel and forceps to carefully remove the inner limiting membrane on the surface of the retina.

Once this is complete, the surgeon then fills your eye with a gas bubble, air or a saline solution. You may hear some soft whistling during this process. This is a quick surgery that usually takes anywhere from thirty minutes to an hour. You can expect it to take anywhere up to six weeks for a full recovery.

The air, gas bubble or saline can remain within your eye for anywhere up to two weeks. During this time you are not allowed to travel by plane or visit high altitudes. Altitude can make the bubble expand and cause unnecessary pressure inside the eye. You should wear an eye shield when sleeping. This is designed to reduce the risk of pressure on the eye, such as accidentally rubbing your eye as you sleep, for example.

Once the surgery is completed, the surgeon will place a pad and shield over the eye to protect it. This must stay on your eye until the following day. You are placed in the recovery area where nurses check your blood pressure, pulse and other vital signs. You will be given a drink and snack. Once the nursing team are happy, they will allow you to leave the hospital and a friend or family member take you home. They will provide you with eye drops that must be used to reduce the risk of infection.

It's common to feel some irritation in the eye after vitreomacular traction surgery, though it should not be painful. You may find your eyes are sensitive to light and wearing sunglasses outside is recommended. Your eye will be red with some pink and watery discharge, this is completely normal. It's your tears mixing with blood on the surface of the eye.

About Us:

Mahi Muqit is a leading consultant ophthalmologist, cataract and vitreoretinal surgeon at two private clinics in London, United Kingdom. He provides patients with superior service and support with a range of surgical procedures to meet their eye sight requirements. He has built up a solid reputation for his eye services in the London area as an expert eye doctor and surgeon offering surgical retina, medical retina and complex cataract surgery. He also offers surgery to patients suffering from diabetic retinopathy. Mahi Muqit is a member of the Royal College of Ophthalmologists, a member of the British and Eire Association of Vitreoretinal Surgeons and the UK and Ireland Society of Cataract and Refractive Surgeons. To find out more, visit https://www.retinasurgeon.uk.com/.

[kiaranovastar]

Kimiko-ko! planned episodes

~ = Needs more

Introduce delinquent girl sooner? When she's been designed?

Update! Since the writer made this on a whim, she had to update the reference sheets! Now you can do better fanart! But since so many people think the bottom of Kimiko-chan's skirt is pleated while mine is even, these will become our new official designs! ........ Just kidding!

Draws a line. Yes it's finished!!!

Meerkats

M Hey look, a giraffe!

K takes pictures

M Hey look, meerkats!

Kimiko throws Mio into meerkat enclosure

M cries Heeelp!

Hanako1

Mio Special

A man going around being aggressive. Cute!!!

I'm a wolf! Wooooo! Mio: wooo

H2

Achoo! Each time she does one it gets bigger until the whole world blows away

H3

Visits Ireland. Ahh the breeze! Until she gets blown away

A lesson about skirts

Alright! Listen up! I have to tell you something. Lifts skirt up. Gets looks. Shorts underneath. Always wear shorts under your skirts girls. So you don't get oggled by perverts like this! Kicks a man underneath her

Mio ep

H4

Crossovers

Area 9: This is another crossover! Meet Taishi and Bomb. Bomb kicks him out of the frame. No, just Bomb!

Lost Land

Time Wanderer

H5

Fanboys, how much do you love me? Rips t-shirt off and shouts I love you!!

Kimiko tries her hand at being a therapist but fails Graduates from a top university Says something simple Huh? That happens? Manager You're actually a complete idiot!!!!!

I'm gonna be a therapist!

Goes to college

Gets a degree

Patient: And when I spend too much time alone I get sad.

Huh? That happens?

You're actually a complete idiot!!!

Mio ep

Teenagers need a lot of sleep! Zzzz... 3 days later wakes up Ahh what a good night!

H6

I spent my entire life on this piece! It's the only thing I ever painted! All day long every day! A picture of Kimiko with a mustache "Ehhhh????!!!"

Tap tap tap tap Taps phone then different people

?

Every time she taps her phone she transforms into a different person

Most boring story ever: Kimiko goes around accomplishing everything instantly

H7

Mio ep

Bug on another bug

Kimiko says to Mio pointing Look, he's cheating!

Stretching

Ahhh!

Ahhh!

5 hours later still stretching

The sea is mine! Hahahaha! Spinning in rubber ring in pool wearing crown

An ad for Kimiko: She's so cute it's illegal!

It's Halloween! It's my only chance to eat junk food! Hahahhah! Explodes in pink

Someone tries to take Mio's money

If you could be a high-schooler does that mean you could be 18? Yes. Smoking

Introducing new character

The haters say this isn't a real manga. What do you mean this isn't a real manga? It's just a crappy webcomic. Look, it's just fluff with no real substance. And also they hate that you're Japanese schoolgirls. Kimiko or Mio enraged

Kimiko giving herself orders Kimiko, stop bossing yourself around! Tilts head in a cute way Oh wait, that's me!

Kimiko holding a street sign

Kimiko and Mio shooting up to space

Brains

Change- From now on Kimiko-ko! will be drawn in this style. (super realistic with scratchy lines)

Just kidding!

M: K, the haters are oggling me!

K dropkicks one

It's not appropriate to talk to some people about certain topics

kimiko lying on a red sofa wearing sunglasses: Let's talk about drugs

Headphones

I got new heaphones

Starts yelling abuse

Takes them off Huh????

Kimiko doing her beautiful singing while a room of haters is throwing junk at her

Say, why does everyone hate my singing but the birds?

Spinning theme park ride, then goes out of control spinning rapidly and non stop

Mio shy laugh I'm not helping.

Someone says something K: So?

Keeps saying thing k always replies with So?

Close up SO???!!!!!!

Episodes where K and co play roles throughout history

Blood, blood, blood

Yay, I got my new headphones! But they were very expensive. What do they do? Hi Kimiko! Starts talking Cool!

Go over to the kitchen and make me some toast.

Ok!

Alchemy

Talking potato

Potato in suit with orange hair on TV: Uh, potato, potato, potato. Potato potato? Potato! Making gestures

Kimiko: turns around Mio, what the hell is this potato talking about?!

Kimiko vibrating when she's excited

This is for the perverts

なんてやらしい！なんてやらしいー！なんてやらしいーー！Kimiko just standing there normally and fully cloathed looking irked

WHAT?!

K and M alternative universe! Twins

I was born a few minutes earlier than you, and so, I will die a few minutes before you. Noooo Mio! (as grandmas)

Cat staring at the ceiling. It's Kimiko sticking her tongue out!

Plane battle

And sworn enemies get into a fight

You ate my fries!

And you killed my goldfish!

This is war!

Clash

Mio lying in a destroyed city

K comes down from the plane

I will pick you up

Shot from below of Kimiko as if she's a savior

Kiss

I love you Mio

I love you Kimiko

Kimiko saves Mio

Flashback!

Bully: You're always so quiet and stuck up! Do you think you're better than us?!

N-no, I-

Hey, you stop right there!

How do you intend to stop me?

Starts making weird moves

That's it, I'm outta here!

Are you ok?

My savior!

Mio: How come no one knows whether we're middle schoolers or high schoolers?

K: Hmmm something is very strange here!

Kimiko behind a line of ghosts

Shivers

This is weird...

Mio, why do you have no body in that character sheet?

Head floats

I'm a ghost!

Cheerleader

Go, go, Kimiko! Kimi Kimi Kimiko! You're the best!

Turns around vainly

I'm the best.

K Once I met a rapist!

M What did you do?

K Oooh, you wouldn't want to know

K Kicking a censored bloody mess

M Wow Kimiko, you're so cool!

Hanako: I admire you!

Look, it's the pervert!

What pervert?

All I see is a pool of blood on the ground.

Hiccups

K hicks

M pat pat

K hick

M pat pat

K BURRRRP

M gets blown away

Kimiko on a scooter-

2D video game style

Knocks over Mio and Hanako

Plays flute and Mio comes out as a ghost

Kimiko, do you want a boyfriend?

Hmm yeah, but he needs to have

Huge list of qualities that touch the ground

You'll never find all that!

What do you do to gropers?

Karate chop!

Guy flies into distance

Kimiko and Mio turn into cats

Cat day out

Mmm this tea is delicious

Mmm this coffee is delicious

Mmm your tail is delicious

Kimiko and Mio go to a club where Hanako is performing

She's rapping

Budumdum ch! Rrrrrr!

A fight breaks out

Karate girl

Kimiko: I'm a karate girl! Hya hya! Wahhh!

Breaks a rock

Mio is behind it

Kicks her

Wahhh!

Sorry Mio!

Speedy driver

Kimiko swerving doing crazy moves

Mio and Hanako Whoo whoo! We love you Kimik-

Wahhhhh! Gets hit

Ah, the flowers are wilted!

Throws them in the bin

Hmm, I think I'll put them back on the window sill!

Kimiko and Mio visit Doomin Valley

But they're delinquents!

Hey hey! You wanna fight with me hey?

Doomins having tea

They flip the table

Doomin sinks them at sea

Doomin: We had to kick them out.

Hanako time!

Alright alright. Listen up

You look at me?

I beat you up.

You say hi? I beat you up.

K Hanako hi!

H Kimikoooo!!!

君の名は

My name is

Ki-mi-ko-ko Ki-mi-ko-ko

Crowd

Mio turned into a gangster

Mio, what happened?

Dunno. Just gimme your money

H That's it. I've decided. My best friend is Mio, not Kimiko.

Mio episodes

Kimiko cuts Mio's hair into a bob, she cries, Kimiko apologizes. ~

Mio turns into a Gundam robot

Aghhhhh!

Pat pat

Picks her up, brings to face

'It's ok.'

Exclusive Mio episode

Joke about naming her Meo because she liked the names Mei and Mio (Mayonaise with her (Mio's) head on it)

Is Mio rich? No, she's completely average! Mio- A little bit. What about you? Oh, I'm rich! No, you're a little bit below average. Cute laugh

Delinquent girl episodes (Hanako)

Intro episode where they run into her (for the first time)

Delinquents Were beating you up!

Kimiko Ahhh no thanks.

You don't have a choice in this you idiot!

Hanako beats them up

Let me be your best friend!

Sorry, my best friend's Mio!

K with M And as I was saying, he totally fell for it!

Huh?

It's the hater

Hanako throws poop at hater

Cops

Hater edition

Hater video games

1 Good: I'm gonna fill the world with chaos and destruction Bad: I will stop you! Kimiko What kind of games do these guys play!

2 Eating a carrot makes you a slut. Then why are you eating a carrot you slut

3 X? If you see a child you are a pedophile, a sexual predator and a- Sees Kimiko Kimiko beats him up

4 Couple being lovey dovey 'You, no you! No you!' THAT's A SIN YOU SLUTS NO IT"S NOT kicks him

5 Hater tries to take pic of kid, Kimiko takes pic of him then beats him up

6 There's something pervy about teens too!

7 It should be illegal to draw a girl with with such a short skirt looks at skirt with arrow Kicks him LOLICON!

Safari

Safari trip!

We see all the animals

Woahhhh

Hanako pretending to be a tree

Do not cross! Or I'll beat you up with my branches!

Hanako, what's gotten into you?

Episode with a talking tree

Kimiko in Wonderland

Pots and pans guiding her along

Kimiko is a geisha samurai

To the people of the future

To the bullies

Crowd jeering

Yeah I'm awesome!

Miss Kimiko, the rope walker

Woah! She's very skilled

Hohoho. I'm glad you like my performance, my dears

Mio takes pictures

I'm your biggest fan!

Mio chan, do you want to try walking the tight rope?

Puts one foot on the rope

Wahhh! Falls

Senpai notice me!

Theres a new girl in school

Mio

K wahhhh!

Follows her around

Takes her shoes, opens the door for her, makes her bentos

You're like my bodyguard!

Flicks hair

Hanako comes along

Hey, you, hey you! You shouldn't be following her around, I should be following you around!

The three are walking in a line k holding ms things and h holding is things

Kimiko the Star Warrior

It's Kimiko! I travel the stars throwing stars at people and fighting the evil planets!

Evil planet comes along

Hoo!

Let's fight!

Star battle

Mio topples in

Her moonshine aura breaks up the battle!

No, Mio, why did you do that?

Sakura

Kimiko playing a flute with sakura in the background

Geishas, Mt Fuji, Hanako?!

Hospital

Hanako Nurse! Nurse!

My heart broke out of my love for Kimiko.

Superhero

K and M are superheroes

M K, I will always be behind you

Dunununununununu Kimiko man!

M Miaow! Miaow miaow!

K shoves Mio and Mio falls

Tea

And so I was saying

Puts tea down

Puts tea down

Mio

Kimiko is a musician

Goes to recording studio

Hanako and Mio are there

Congratulations on your newest album! We're your biggest fans!

M Um, I was wondering if you could sign...

My hair.

Goes off with signature in her hair

Thank you!

Hanako

Can I have your autograph?

No.

Can I have your autograph?

No.

Can I have your autograph?

Shut up girl!!! Punches

Genderbent episodes

Madame Egg intro

MKimiko, what do you think of men?

K I hate men because all they think about is sex. Im never getting a boyfriend!

Head on a man

M Way to go Kimiko!

Sword fight

And so, the battle begins.

Between two sworn enemies.

K I said I want strawberry

M I said I want chocolate

Clang

Cling

About to clash again

Hanako gets in the way

Kimiko, my plaster fell off...

Slaps it on Kimikos face

You can have it! Its my gift! Grin

Introducing Madame and Mr Egg

K and M go on a trip to the sea

Ah, what a fresh breeze!

Bumps into an egg

Huh? I didn't know eggs were so big!

Madame and Mr Egg turn around

Madame Hello dears.

Mio Bites I love eggs!

Mio Kimiko, how do you deal with hate?

I just laugh it off. I'm tougher than that. And I know I'm the cutest!

Kimikos the lollipop lady!

Yes, come through, come through!

Madame Egg topples and falls on Kimiko

Balloon on Kimiko. She detaches from it

whirrrrr. Whirrrr

mio oooh

They do a weird dance

Hanako comes and pecks at the ground

Madame Egg rolls down and crashes on them

Fry pan. Frying an egg with Mio in the middle

Car add. Skids and runs over Hanako

Techno world

The techno wizard is mixing tracks that spread evil

Kimiko looks cyberpunk

She sets off shocks

Lightning

Technowizard turns into lightachu

Be my mommy!

Men

Hi!

I want sex with you.

Ah, no thanks. Slaps and walks off

Boo!

What's that I hear?

Boo!

Thanks!

I know you all love Kimiko.

Dun dun dun dun

Mio as a shark

Look, Kamaku, it's our baby!

Sup

Sniper

Hanako shoots out and hits Kimiko in the head

ボウズ

Kimiko, Mio and Hanako as a gang

Kimiko in car. Flips, spins

Music starts

You spin me right round baby right round

Mio went to war

ended up in hospital

cute ghost comes out of nose zzz

K pop

Kimiko lives in Japan 2. Like Japan but has magic and all haters look like this. Kimiko is a sword fighter. Hanako is a professional gangster. And Mio is Miss Japan. Enjoy our country!

Leaning tower of Piza

Kimiko goes to Africa to find a gemstone

Call Kiara a whore and?

Hater is being punched into the sky

Isekai

Mahoushoujou

Hanako every day is the same sitting on bench smoking cigarette dog jumps onto face

Pocky

I got pocky!

Sticks into Mio's eyes

Wahhhh!

Zelda parody

Kimiko Princess of the cherry blossoms flute. Wears regal kimono

Samurai Mio Princess Kimiko, there is a dragon ravaging our lands. I come from afar. I offer you the magical incense to defeat the dragon.

K Samurai Mio, I thank you for the incense.

Hanako the wizard appears, uses わたくし and acts very mysterious and mature. Has a starry cone on her head and a blue robe

Turns Mio into a frog

K You tricked me!

H Hahahahaha! That's what you get for being so gullible!

Well how would you like it if I opened up a packet of your favorite snacks!

Noooo don't eat them!

K eats slowly

H That's it! Take her! And give me those snacks!

Turns M back, wolfs down the snacks

K Hands in sleeves Now will you help me defeat the dragon with the magical insense? I'll give you more snacks!

H love hearts in eyes Yes please!

Clouds and rocks

D Fool! You think I should stop ravaging the lands? How stupid can you be?

Fidgets

I'm on my period.

K M H A WOMAN?!

H She has a man's voice...

Now you will pay for bothering me when I'm narky! Take this!

Battle scene ensues

H pant pant pant

Dragon pant pant pant

H Stomach growls

K Hanako, how can you get hungry at a time like this?!

H Like I can control it!

Wahhh!

Dragon hits them with her tail

Now you're finished!

D's stomach Growl

K Here, why don't we have some snacks?

Everyone is having a disco party

Kimiko the late schoolgirl EvanKimiko

I'm late I'm late late!

Toast in mouth

Bumps into Mio

Both Out of my way!

Madame Egg shows up in the car park on a motorbike

Class Woah

ME Takes off sunglasses

Comes in I'm your new teacher.

Woah, she's so cool

Madame Egg Class, today we have a new student

Mio walks in

Both Points It's you!

Mio, sit behind Kimiko please.

Class in session

Mio blows thrpugh a straw and hits K in head

Ow!

K Grrrr....

The tension is rising.

M hits her again

and again

and again and again and again and again-

K Stands up That's it, I'm ruining your life!

Giant Eva's head appears

Eats the school

My Robot Mio

Here, I stole Hanako's crisps, eat some!

Eats

M Malfunction! Malfunction!

Goes on a rampage

Beats Hanako into the ground

Cracks Madame and Mr Egg wide open

K Stop! You'll have to get through me!

M shoots her through the chest

Kimiko is lying down, M just goes over to her

M Oh no, what have I done!

K just sits up, makes a heart sign with her hands Kyun!

M Heart comes out of chest, explodes

Sonic

Wrestling K vs M

TV keeps repeating itself

And now we introduce to you, The Lost Land!

Aota Grins Bye Nima!

Hey!

K doing the Levan Polka

Slaps everyone in the face

Accidentaly slaps herself in the face

K International Woman of Mystery

Dancing dressed as Austin Powers

Mio Hearts in Eyes

K Standing over M with hand on wall

K Yeah baby!

Hanako joins the bousouzoku

Aliens

Detective Kimiko Part 1

Mr Egg was cracked!

K Don't worry, Detective Kimiko can help!

Did they kill him with a sword, a knife or a melon?

Melon!

Smashes lemon

So, in Britain, apparently you can't take a selfie in a polling station.

K Cheese!

Cooking with Mio

Ping pong

K ping ponging with M's head

Further storyline

Hair dye

Mio K, why don't you dye your hair a different color?

K Ok!

GOTH KIMIKO

High quality

Long cowboy episode

Kimiko arrives in South Korea

[pendragon-pen-20-writer]

The Vampire And The Mage

As she got herself ready for her little coffee date, Astrea didn’t stop talking to herself and Nighthaze. The baby flying fox watched from her bed sheets. 

“Maybe it won’t be bad. It’ll be fine,” she nervously drawled, making eye contact with her familiar, “Maybe he’ll be nice. Maybe he'll be kind. May-,” she faltered as she pulled her curls and the few dread locs into a ponytail. 

The only response from Nighthaze was his chittering. 

Astrea nodded, “You’re right. He’s going to be like the rest. What am I thinking he’ll be nice?”

She tossed a pile of outfits next to Nighthaze. 

“What do you think, little buddy? What should I wear to impress this Ivan?”

She separated the shirts, looking across the colorful fabric. She picked out a nice corset blouse and a lace up skirt. Nighthaze squeaked his approval. She threw on the first earrings and necklaces she found, tossed a notebook into a bookbag along with a pencil and headed out the door. The baby flying fox slipped out ahead of her. 

Not having any more distractions, the fear of being outside her room set in. There were a few times -on her way down to the cafe- that she’d come close to turning back. But if this didn’t happen, she’d get in trouble. Probably. Most likely. 

So she took a deep breath despite a pounding heart and sinking stomach. And took a seat out on the patio of Lavender’s. She glanced over her shoulder every few minutes. Realizing the anxiety of possibly seeing a certain three warlocks was becoming overwhelming, she pulled that notebook out and began scribbling down notes. 

Ivan stood tall over the ginger haired barista as he ordered a medium hot cocoa. He tucked one -of a few strands of silver hair framing his face- behind his ear. 

He gave the shop a quick glance, looking for the small elven warlock he was engaged to now. His red eyes locked onto the dark golden curls, anxious eyes and small frame. He pointed to the young elf and said to the barista, 

“I’m also with her.”

The cheery red head just nodded and he strolled to the back doors. He came to the table she was writing at.

“Hello. Astrea, if I’m not mistaken?”

She smiled up at him, setting her pencil down. 

“That’s me,” she said, voice wobbling, “Astrea.”

She closed the notebook around the pencil. 

As she tried to resist the urge to make herself smaller or even keep looking over her shoulder, she set the notebook down in her bag. Leaning back, she took her new fiance in. White hair, red eyes she knew were under his preferred sunglasses. A tee shirt and jeans. Very tall. 6′ 2″ if she had to guess. 

Nighthaze crawled out from under her curls. He chattered at the tall vampire, tilting his head. 

Ivan sat down, his eyes trained on her. 

“I’m Ivan.”

He didn’t take the shades off, preferring them. His red eyes were infamous, the only part of him people recognized. 

Looking down at the bat with curiousity, he tilted his head. 

“Your familiar?,” he asked, “I didn’t know warlocks had them. Isn’t it a fae tradition?”

“Yeah,” she nodded, “It is.”

She cupped her hand under the baby flying fox’s head. He took the invitation and crawled into her hand. 

“My grandpa and uncle both hold rank in the Seelie Court in the Fey Wild.”

She glanced around, trying to make it seem like a casual taking in surroundings. 

“This is Nighthaze. I found him in a cave.”

“I assume he’s always with you?”

He paused as the waitress dropped off his hot cocoa, looked the elf up and down. She was a terrible actress. Or he had just mastered reading people. She was tense and constantly took in their surroundings. After a few beats of watching the fear, he leaned forward over the litle table and whispered,

“Don’t worry. I have guards all over campus. You can relax.”

He leaned back in his iron seat,

“I promise I won’t touch you without your consent.”

When she barely eased, it became clear to him. For once, he was not the thing she was scared of. So softly he added, 

“And no one else will either. That’s a promise.”

She smiled a little then. It made her look peaceful. But then his red eyes hidden by his shades flicked to her teal ones. She was feeling anything but peace. It was a warzone back there behind those pretty eyes. 

But she said, “Thank you for that. You’re very tall and imposing.”

Ivan paused, the heavy cup in his pale hand right against his lips. He set it down, glancing down at his own body. And then he scanned Astrea from top to bottom, taking his time. He allowed himself to imagine her standing beside him. 

“You’re dainty. My mother is six feet tall. Father is six foot six. It’s their fault I’m so tall.”

“Well compared to the Antanov’s, the Gyo’s are a bunch of short stacks. Aside from my brother.”

Despite the storm inside, Astrea giggled a little to herself. Dainty. That reminded her of something those three had called her in that cave. 

She plowed past those particular feelings with, 

“What’s your favorite sweet?”

Because as scared as she was to be outside of her room, this arrangement with Ivan Antanov was important to mother. She couldn’t mess this up by acting too strange. Mother would be angry. And she didn't want that right now. For that reason, she continued to remind herself to smile. Look sweet and happy so he won’t walk away. 

Ivan sipped his hot cocoa. 

He had spent enough time with ministers and people who were masters at manipulating their own emotions. He knew a forced laugh when he saw one. Every thing the little fox had done so far had been forced. Everything had looked and sounded uncomfortable. 

He made a note of that.

“I hate sweets,” he stated with a smile. 

“So that’s not hot cocoa I smell from your cup? Or is it specifically sweet drinks that you like?”

“You’re correct. It’s hot cocoa. I like warm sweets.” 

He took a leisurely sip, “If we’re talking about a candy bar, I wouldn’t eat it.”

He set the empty cup down before folding his arms and across his chest. He leaned back, against the iron of the seat, knees parted. 

“Shall we get to business then?”

When Astrea nodded, hiding nerves under a smile and small nod. 

“If this engagement is going to work I’m going to need you to stop hiding.”

“I’m not hiding. I’m sitting right in front of you.”

He chuckled, “I think you know what I’m saying, little fox. Stop masking your emotions for the sake of our families.”

‘your family’ was what he didn’t say. 

He continued on, “I need this engagement to happen. Therefore, your thoughts and feelings about it won’t scare me off.”

She practically froze. And then admitted defeat,

“Well-”

A/N: Sorry this one took so long. I got REAL busy. Ya know, holidays and stuff. I’m back and more is coming! Always feel free to comment/reply! I adore interacting!