#hello kitty hot tub

[heartlilith]

WHAT THE VENUS SIGNS REMIND ME OF

🩷Oddly specific things I think about when I hear ______ venus

Aries Venus: Summer, rubies, Mr. and Mrs. Smith, rollercoasters, fast cars, the color red, vampire fangs, Saturday nights, liquor stores and gas stations, fireworks, sour candy, cool bic lighters, “you’re mine”, Mario Kart, boys who wear nail polish, fuck it energy, oversized sweatshirts, middle finger emoji, cherries

Taurus Venus: Satin pillowcases, white candles, pearls, mirrors, hand holding, walking someone home at night, vinyls, red lipstick, full lips, fancy dinner dates, the wine and dine, old romantic movies, wallets and purses, hotels, French manicures, old money, “I won’t get on my knees for no man”

Gemini Venus: Driving around at night listening to music, reading to someone, comedy shows, mimosas, Samantha from Sex and the City, libraries, nerd kink, hot teachers/student kink, emerald green, laughter, swing sets, looking out of the window and just watching, untied shoelaces, dogs and puppies, dad jokes

Cancer Venus: Soft feather pillows, a bowl of warm soup, a bubble bath, tears and running mascara, babies and how babies laugh, poetry, “I’ll be whatever you want me to be”, hot tubs, hot coffee, teddy bears, heartbeats, soft hands & skin, lotion, bagels and cream cheese, doodling in your journal

Leo Venus: Lip gloss, mojitos, getting drunk at brunch, diamond tennis bracelets, drunk texts you regret sending later, the block button, lonely nights, shooting stars, blowing bubbles, piggy back rides, art museums, glittery eyeshadow, jumparoos, birthday parties

Virgo Venus: Taking a shower, Dove soap, smooth skin, symmetry, butterflies, the smell of books, getting a facial or going to the spa, chicken caesar salads, the good tasting water, chunky headphones, acoustic guitar, running errands, getting your eyebrows done, neat handwriting, neutral colors, sushi

Libra Venus: Blush, dimples, Y2K fashion, Hello Kitty, makeup skills, those little hand mirrors, princes and princesses, cupcakes, pedicures, Margaritas, taking pictures, art, castles, Disney movies, daisies, spin the bottle, cartwheels, soft hair, bubblegum, skincare, watermelon and pineapple

Scorpio Venus: Psychology, neck tattoos, “until death do us part”, Kings & Queens, snakes, sacred sex, chess, secrets, hickeys, the feeling after you stay up all night, the feeling of being at a concert, roses, knives, tequila shots, legs intertwined, dirty martinis, sparklers, Avril Lavigne, fantasy books, true crime and dark history

Sagittarius Venus: Clouds, rock climbing, rappers, Hip Hop and R&B, going on vacation, açaí bowls and fresh fruit, sun kissed/radiant skin, the color yellow, retreats, history, yoga and Pilates, spicy food, “it is what it is”, curly hair, the smell of weed, casinos, the last day of school, Las Vegas

Capricorn Venus: Leather, red wine, the cow pattern, cowgirl boots, the color brown, espresso, dark chocolate, briefcase of money like in the movies, the movie Scarface, whiskey on the rocks, bosses, owls, turtle necks, caramel, wearing suits, lingerie, business, New York City

Aquarius Venus: Lightbulbs, telescopes and microscopes, LED lights, hamsters, college parties, glitter, peace signs, 70s concerts, food trucks, skipping school, “fuck it”, diving in the pool, the beach at night, disco balls, getting detentions in school

Pisces Venus: Mermaids, kittens, cartoons and Disney princesses, champagne, Webkinz, little kid stories like Goldilocks, 3 Little Pigs, Hansel and Gretel, clear glittery lip gloss, holographic, snowmen and icicles, swimming in the pool, flower gardens, glow sticks , picnics, bumblebees, sand castles, elementary art class, 3D movies

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[orirocks]

Live-in Boyfriend! Dabi/Touya who is highly curious about your self-care routine. The creams, the scrubs, the tools, the processes, and all the smells that permeate the house when you’re having yourself a spa day in your shared space. He watches as you scrub your body in the shower with this paste. What did you call it? “Unicorn dreams”? It was rainbow colored and smelled like mangos and guava. He liked it. He liked when you used it and he cuddled up to you in bed that night he could smell it on your skin and it made him feel like he was in paradise. He’d pull you closer and bury his face in your neck and inhale deeply, it always made him feel good. He would watch when you brought out that awful looking metal thing you used to get rid of any zits you’d have and look on in awe/disgust of the stuff that came out of your face. He watched as you washed your face with this herby smelling green goo and then roll this pink stone (he thinks it might be rose quartz? He remembers you saying it was rose quartz) thing over your face and how it seemed to soothe your previously swollen skin. He would join you in your “bath nights” You and him would shower, clean the tub, and fill it up with hot ass water, sprinkle some stuff in it that makes it smell like lavender and lemon, and he’d sit with you in the tub and was fascinated by the fizzy thing moving on top of the water leaving rainbows and glitter in its wake. He’d watch you do all this, interested by all of it but unless it was the bath, never participated in it. Why should he? His skin was, uh less than perfect he would say. He wasn’t worried about a zit when his face was 70% burned. He liked the shampoo you used but didn’t think it mattered about what he used, as long as it washed out some of the ash in his hair, he wasn’t worried about it. He didn’t think self-care was for someone like him, someone who didn’t care about themselves. But you noticed every time he watched you exfoliate, lotion, cleanse, shampoo, and wash yourself with all your products. He looked like he wanted to join. You knew he didn’t know who to ask for the things he wanted. So, you have him join you. On one of your spa nights you call for him from you guys bathroom. He walks in the bathroom to see two fluffy head bands with a huge bow on them. “This one’s for you, and this is mine!” He looks confused but lets you put on the Hello Kitty head band anyway. You wash his face, teach him how to apply a mask, watch and advise him as he exfoliates his face and you give him his own rose quartz face roller that he’s definitely obsessed with once he uses it. After a long and relaxing shower, you and him put on some eye masks while you drink some fruity water and watch some Twitch streams. Dabi feels, good. He feels clean, he feels taken care of. He’s happy, he smells like mangos and guavas, his skin feels soft and jiggly like a pudding. He likes self-care and he’s happy that you’re the only who showed him that he’s worth it.

[deadghosy]

I am in desperate need of more chibi!reader.

What if chibi makes mini cakes in their little mini kitchen and decorates them to the characters colors, and possibly flavor preferences?

Thanks if you do this

❤️ anon

AWW THATS SO CUTEEE!!!💗🦆

CUTE HEADCANNNONS ABOUT CHIBI!READER

WARNING: FLUFF💗🦆

You sometimes snuggle with husk as if he was a mother cat as he purrs having his arm over your small chubby body.

Imagine you and Angel having your own poses with Angel. You and Angel definitely have a whole bunch of photos which is so cool.

Imagine you and your bad ASS HOT PINK PRETTY PRINCESS CAR GOING FOR A JOY RIDE! with of course Lucifer beside you as he controls a toy car that has duck designs on it. I mean shittt you guys race as if you are depending your lives on it

Your car broke down…(Angel forgot to change the batteries for you) you sniffled “depressed” until Angel came back to shown you your new HOT GLAMOUR HOT PINK CAR WITH SPARKLES!?

Yeah….you definitely used it to run over someone’s toes as you smirked with your shades on like a badass bitch.

You have an easy bake oven…

NOW CMONNNN YOOU CANT LIE CHIBI! READER BE COOKIN OUT HERE😭

Literally the crew bought you a mini kitchen set and let you decorate it to your [aesthetic] as you smiled having your hands to your hips as you smiled at this.

Vaggie and Charlie sleeping with you beside them like a baby as you twitch 😭ima cry because that’s actually do adorable imaging a baby chibi reader who sleep so cozy to the point you wanna squish their cheeks.

You feed the crew your mini dishes from your mini kitchen which makes them smile at your effort. You accidentally burnt yourself but you huff with a determined squeak as you kept cooking for them.

You were the one who would put bows in alastor’s hair…and Alastor smiled softly at your affection towards him.

A chubby chibi reader who rubs their cheek against the cast’s thumbs with a soft squeak needy for attention for once as they were getting ignored.

A cute headcannon is that, the cast makes a Day schedule who youvwokd be with every week as it’s just fun tk see you come out of the person’s room with a new attitude and clothing choice.

You patted a toy duck thinking it was real as you made a “quack” sound with a squeak as it was heart aching to Lucifer as he grabs where his heart is and recorded the whole thing

You are having a bubble bath tired in a toy tub like I said before as Charlie coos at how cute you are as she scrubs your soft hair

Your favorite cartoon is hello kitty + SpongeBob as it showed how childish you are and were

I headcannon reader to waddle up against to sir Pentious to show how much you love him. That made him tear up a bit as he shows you off to his eggs

You yawn as you snuggle against anything….ANYTHING! You freaking name it-

You definitely get babied like a real baby but you don’t complain as you just be spoiled rotten by affection. They sure damn know

Imagine reader holding a small toy duck as they softly snooze. Like and there is a this ambience music in the background which makes the reader pass out faster.

Alastor has you on his desk as he makes a broadcast as a victim who tried to stomp on you has been murdered…not like you know anyways.

You are definitely the one people can’t leave for a minute as you would piss anyone off in a second. But you are so cute anyone could forgive you.

THATS ALL I HAVE FOR CUTE HCS🦆💗✨

[garfieldblunt]

VDL Gang at a Pool Party

Dutch- laying in the sun with a reflector

Arthur- Drunk in a pool floaty, death gripping a beer bottle

Hosea- in the shade with the max amount of sunscreen a man can have on his body

John- bright red like a lobster, drowning in shallow end

Javier- dipped his legs into the hot tub and playing the guitar

Abigail- Trying her best to get John to either get in the shade or put a little bit of sun screen on him

Jack- GULPING down as much pool water as his body can handle

Uncle- Asleep, Drunk, in a hammock

Micah- wearing the absolute smallest banana hammock he could find, blinding anyone and everyone with his pale ass cheeks

Kieran- can’t swim but has his hello kitty floaties on

Sadie- Floating down the lazy river, finally feeling relaxed for a few minutes

Josiah- Will not get in the water at ALL (Showed up in a suit)

Swanson- making all the summer fruity cocktails and drinking them all as fast as he can

Pearson- making a big summer BBQ

Grimshaw- Making sure no one tracks water back inside

Molly- in the most elegant and beautiful bathing suit and also will not get into the water

Tilly- terrorizing everyone with a water gun

Mary Beth- Being absolutely stunning and laying on a lawn chair while reading the newest summer smut

Charles- Made the biggest cannon ball and absolutely annihilated everyone in the pool

Bill- sits at the edge of the pool but gets grumpy when people splash him

Lenny- Also posing and being stunning with Mary Beth and reading something

Sean- Used every ounce of force and strength he could muster and slapped John’s Sun Burn

Karen- Singing with Javier in the hot tub

[tteokdoroki]

aali!! i've got jock!yuuji & weird fem!reader girlfriend on the brain. what if reader has an off day, maybe just a bunch of minor inconveniences that lead to her soured mood, and to make her feel better, yuuji has an entire night full of selfcare ready for her? painting her nails, buying her favorite face mask, massaging her feet, putting lotion all over her body for her after a hot bath, and a brand new fluffy robe to cozy up on the couch in. 🥺💜

oh rei this is so sweet what if i sob :((

imagine yuuji begging coach gojo to let him off practice early so he can run around campus and get you your favourite snacks before your last class is over. he’d been texting you the whole day and he just knew his baby wasn’t having a good one, so he does his best to make sure your day ends right !!

of course he preps his dorm, finds one of your favourite scents and buys a diffuser for it (no candles unfortunately), loads up a playlist of your comfort songs and makes sure he has a selection of his hoodies lined up for you to pick from when you come over. yuuji arrives to your last class five minutes before it finishes so he can wave to you through the door, watching you perk up a little bit when you see him grinning at you from behind the glass !!

as soon as you’re out he takes your hand in his, kissing the backs of your knuckles ever so softly n asks you “mind if i walk my favourite girl back from class?” just to make you giggle and call him silly like you always do. of course, you agree and let an eager itadori guide you to his dorm :((

of course, your favourite take out is on the way (he knows your order off by heart) while yuuji boots up your comfort movie to play in the background as he does your nails. you can tell he’s really trying, he’s even mastered the French tip and has bought some deco stickers to help spice up the colours you chose. between each completed nail, you get a kiss to your lips or to your hand, and a gentle reassuring smile from the jock you love so much :(

yuuji feeds you while the bath runs, dabs at the corners of your mouth to get ride of any sauce and holds your drink up to your lips. if you protest he just laughs softly n shakes his head “what kind of boyfriend would i be if my girl has to lift a single finger?” he’s so in love with you, just wants to take care of you n baby you.

by the time your bath is done, i think it gets really intimate like :( allowing yuuji to help you out of uncomfy clothes and letting him help you step into the water — not too hot and not too cold. he lathers you up in your favourite soap while humming the melody to your favourite song and sits beside the tub in silence when you don’t feel like talking anymore. like he even does your oil cleanser and then your water based one before you do face masks together and itadori makes silly faces at you from under the hello kitty sheet mask ouh its so wholesome :( <3

he practically carries you back to his bed, bundled up in a million luxury fluffy towels he’d sourced from coach gojo and dries you off slowly between a massage with lavender oil :(( and if you start to fall asleep from how relaxed you are, yuuji pulls your favourite hoodie of his over your head and lets you nuzzle into his chest for a good night’s rest <333

[tastesousweet]

⭒ the girl with the tattoo : parts 1-10 recapped

mickey speaks: hi this is me recapping the chapters of my story before i put out new parts, just in case any of yall forgot what happened between then and now

orrr you can (re)read the entire story here on my masterlist!!!

✤ part one : y/n and matt meet, hello kitty tattoo, they listen to frank ocean while matt works, y/n yaps and matt unwantedly listens, she tells her roomie (andrea) she thinks he's cute but wont see him again

✤ part two : they see each other at a party and talk a little, first "sunny" name call, nick invites y/n to their party

✤ part three : party at the tattoo warehouse, hot tubbing and game of drink or dare, lots of tension between matt and y/n, they kiss for a dare, erin gives matt a lap dance after slowly developing a crush on him

✤ part four : y/n and erin both graduate from UCLA and erin celebrates this with her sorority who throw a party (a lot of partying in these early chapters damn), chris has a very explicit crush on andrea, y/n and matt end up fucking by the end of the night and agree to not discuss this with anyone

✤ part five : its a month later and matt and y/n keep booty calling each other for obvious reasons, y/n uses being sick as an excuse for her friends so she and matt begin a inside joke that they're painting together instead, 4th of july happens and they all party hop as a group, she and matt agree to fuck later that night (nice!)

✤ part six : weeks have passed and matt and y/n have made a habit of hanging out before & after they fuck (almost like they enjoy being around eachother whattttt), still playfully fight and begin to tolerate any annoying attributes the other may have, go eat sandwiches, meet up with lucas (matt's drug dealer, friend, and tattoo client), y/n is outgoing to lucas and a little flirty for fun, matt tells her he's off limits, almost first confrontation about matt & erin, they have car sex because their homes are occupied, y/n and drea adopt their cat figaro

✤ part seven : andrea and y/n are invited to asha's birthday trip to hawaii in november (it's the end of july atp), this time after sex matt teaches y/n how to roll a joint, they hangout and have become comfortable enough to be cringey together and play a prank on a pizza deliverer! remi asks y/n if she'd go on a blind date with a guy her friend knows and y/n says she doesn't know

✤ part eight : days have passed, its august and the triplets' birthday, y/n made them cakes, nate threw them a house party, matt tried to have bday sex the night before but y/n holds her ground and sends him a lil pic to suffice, erin and matt hang out at the party until y/n comes over then he's all over her because he's pretty crossed, eventually lucas and y/n hang out for a little, matt is jealous and weird, they sleep together, she gives him gifts: a blunt and the panties she’s wearing for him which have his initial embroidered (sexy girl)

✤ part nine : cuddling and sweet convo but then matt is jealous and weird again, she starts to feel degraded so they argue, argument gets way too real and they aren't on speaking terms

✤ part ten : they go weeks not speaking, she hasn’t drank and won’t drink until her birthday in september, matt has gone out to bars with friends with hopes of seeing her, while out at bars he hooks up with erin one night, both desperately want to be around the other again (they’ve gotten attacheddd), y/n gets a little snappy on her friends (erin calls her a bitch in retaliation), matt finally calls her and apologizes, they hangout for an entire afternoon and night at the pier "as friends" - they are so unserious like dont make me laugh

[tia-amorosa]

🌴Lucky Palms🌴

Marisol & Clark - break time (longer Part)

After spending some time with his son, Clark put him back in his crib. "Hi mom, we were playing music and dad just gave me something to drink"/ "oh, that's good, I almost forgot, oh man... I'm so sorry I can't breastfeed him"/ "is that very bad?"/ "well, it's important, for mother and child. It strengthens the bond between us and boosts his immune system when he gets breast milk".

Marisol had finished writing and got up from her chair. Clark walked over to her with a mischievous grin on his face. “hn, what?”/ “mh, well, … The little one has a full belly and is deeply relaxed. So I thought… We two could relax a bit too". Marisol had to smile a little. “Hmm, and how?”/ “Maybe in the hot tub? Only if you want to…". She looked out of the window for a moment, then kissed him. “Whirlpool sounds good…”.

It took a while before the whirlpool was ready for use. The pump wasn't working properly. But Clark was able to rectify the fault and so they took the opportunity to be alone together for a bit. “Hey, wrong place”/ “why? Oh, I see, hnhn… Wait…".

Marisol grinned as she changed places. “Better?”/ “Much better, yes. Oh man…"/ ‘hn, what?’. . “Sweetie… you know it yourself, but I still have to tell you again… you're beautiful”. She felt flattered. "hnhn, thank you. And you, uh…"/ ‘what?’.

"I… Clark, you know I'm not one to look much at appearances. I… I like your hair and… your eyes…". He was a little amused by the way she was trying to find the right words to compliment him. “hehe, hey… I know I'm not the prettiest guy”/ “that's not true… Your mouth, I really like your mouth”…

Clark had to laugh because she was just too cute. She wasn't shy, and neither was he. And he knew what he could do with his lips…

While his parents enjoy themselves, baby Enrico listens to the sounds around him. It's quite quiet in his room, but he can hear a little from outside… The bubbling of the water… the voices, sometimes a little higher and then a little lower. That calms him down, but he doesn't like complete silence. And he has a little pout ♥ :),

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Over dinner, they talked about the latest rumors. “I heard that Don is making out with that redhead, what's her name again?”/ “Which one?”/ “The one with the short hair… Not Kitty, I don't know the other one's name”/ “Pansy. Hm… let him do what he wants…I have nothing more to do with him"/ ‘o.k., then we'll talk about something else….’.

“Lennon has a new lover and now guess who it is, you'll never guess”/ “I don't know, Kitty, his neighbor?”/ “ooh no - Evangeline Finch”. Marisol suddenly coughed and laughed at the same time. "*Cough* that, that's not true, is it? The old lady? What's wrong with him?".

Clark receives a phone call during the conversation. "Hello, Ozzy? Hey, what's going on? Man, take it easy, okay? Have you packed a bag yet? OK, that's good. Is the tank full? Stupid question, you're supposed to take her to the hospital… They'll do the rest, and try not to fall over, you hear? You must just holding her hand, …yeah, don't worry about it".

Of course Marisol had heard the conversation. “Is it starting already?”/ “Yes, Vivienne has been in labor for almost an hour.”/ “Oh, OK, well, then they should probably go to the hospital soon… I hope everything is going well.”/ “Yes, I hope so for her too, even though I have never gotten along particularly well with her, I hope the best for her. After all, me and Oscar want to set our children up with each other". Marisol looked at him with wide eyes and laughed. ”Really? Haha, o.k.".

She put the rest of the food in the fridge and continued talking. “And what if they both have a boy too?”/ “That would be okay, wouldn't it?”/ “Do you want our son to be gay? Gosh, Clark…"/ ”Oh, come on, in this day and age it's almost normal. Hnhn. well, let's wait and see." It's not that Marisol has anything against gays, but thinking about it so early on is a bit crazy.

A little later. Marisol gave her son the last bottle of the day. "Your father may have some ideas, hnhn. Ultimately, of course, it's you who decides who you want to love. I'm really looking forward to seeing how you develop. But don't become a cop, okay? Cops are stupid".

After Marisol had put the little one to bed, she went into the bedroom. Clark was standing at the window looking up at the sky. But he was happy to be distracted by her. "Hmm? What do you want?" he asked her with a grin. "Well, I'd like to... continue where we left off in the hot tub..." She gave him a gentle look that said so much. Up until now, he had always held back because he didn't want to pressure her, even though he often felt strong desire. But he waited patiently until she wanted the same thing of her own accord.

The second time. It was the second time that Clark and Marisol had been able to be so close. The difference was that this time they weren't drunk, their senses weren't fogged, but both were clear-headed and with all their senses with the other.

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End of this Part

@cozygirlsimmer🥰

[ty-the-trainwreck]

Robin and Nancy incorrect quotes! 😼

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Robin: If I fall down these stairs, I’m just going to lay down and accept my fate.

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Nancy: Two bros!

Robin: Chilling in a hot tub!

Nancy: Five feet apart cause we’re not gay!

Robin:

Nancy:

Robin: *tearing up*

Nancy: Babe cmon…

Robin: I THOUGHT WE HAD SOMETHING

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Nancy: Robin is playing hard to get.

Nancy: Little do they know, I’m hard to get rid of.

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Nancy: Go fuck yourself.

Robin, smugly: Sure, but only if you watch

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Nancy: Since we’re in this relationship now, your clothes are my clothes too. Don’t ask me why I have your shirt on, this is our shirt.

Robin: Fine, but when I come strutting in with your fuzzy socks I don’t wanna hear shit.

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Robin: I love you so much and I would do anything for you!

Nancy: I want you to eat 3 meals a day, drink water regularly, and get a good amount of sleep.

Robin: Those aren’t on the list

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Nancy: Know why I called you here?

Robin: I accidentally sent you a pic.

Nancy: *stops pouring two glasses of wine.* Accidentally?

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Robin, to Nancy: We had a date!

Robin: *aggressively points to Hello Kitty Coloring Book*

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Robin: Are we fighting or flirting?

Nancy: I’m pinning you against the wall with my hand around your neck-

Robin: Your point?

Nancy:

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Nancy: I want to be with you for the rest of my life.

Robin: Damn, that sounds like a marriage proposal.

Nancy, getting down on one knee: That’s because it is.

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Nancy: As top in this relationship, I think we should-

Robin: I can’t believe you’re pulling rank on me.

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Robin: That was so hot, Nancy.

Nancy: I literally just called the person who flirted with you a dog and told them they get dragged through the streets.

Robin: I’m so in love with you.

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Nancy: I’m about to do something stupid.

Robin: I’m stupid

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Nancy: I’m in love with you.

Robin: We called off the prank war last night at midnight, dork.

Nancy: I know.

Robin: Ah. Okay. Um. Cool. Neat. Very cool. Cool. Cool. Coolcoolcool-

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that’s it 🏃🏃🏃

[jovoy]

hello lovers ootd to do nothing but you thought you were going to world market with your friend so you got all dressed up 😔. + trinket of the day which is a thing i have decided to do with my trinkets because i am a huge trinket girl with a really big collection of things .. day 1 is this vintage lotus chip and dip bowl from 1995!! you may have seen this go viral on tik tok a couple of times because of its silly novelty and i just happen to have one. its actually so hard to use usefully in a space imo but i have it on my desk with my makeup brushes in the hot tub because truly why not. and i didnt know what to do with the other section so i just have a hello kitty plush my sister made me hanging out in it.. anyways this piece is very epic and coveted and my grandma bought it to sell on ebay but i begged her for it because i like it so much :3

[star-sim]

LOOK AT WHAT I FOUND. I’M SORRY BUT. 😭

You and HKMBM was my first thought.

la ciudad nos necesita, cachorra is so funny bc i can understand it

the way that this is exactly what i was envisioning for the hot tub scene LMAOOO

i love that hello kitty meets batman is literally everywhere

[void-botanist]

Incorrect quotes: Nicea Shipping edition

@autumnalwalker had an open tag for a shipping version of incorrect quotes and boy can I not resist meme games, so here we go.

Rules: use this generator to make some incorrect ship-related quotes.

I'll pass the tag on to @vacantgodling, @outpost51, @kingkendrick7, and @kahvilahuhut plus anyone who wants to join in. Isabel: Are you an F5 key? Because that ass is refreshing. Spinder: Are you a software update? because not right now.

Spinder: Isabel, you love me, right? Isabel: Normally I’d say yes without hesitation, but I feel like this is going somewhere I won’t like.

Isabel: [angrily presses Tatya against a wall] WHERE'S THE MONEY?! Tatya: … Tatya: Are we about to kiss-

Isabel: I fell— Tatya: From heaven? Isabel: No, I literally fell— Tatya: In love with me the moment you saw me? Isabel: MY ARM IS BROKEN! Tatya: Okay, but do you think I'm pretty? Be honest.

Tatya: Isabel is playing hard to get. Tatya: Little does she know, I'm a master at playing hard to get rid of.

Spinder: Two brooooos! Fabian: Chillin' in a hot tub! Spinder: Five feet apart 'cause we're not gay! Fabian: Spinder: Fabian: [tearing up] Spinder: Babe, c'mon… Fabian: AND HERE YOU REALLY HAD ME THINKING WE HAD SOMETHING. Spinder: Babe…

Fabian: Know why I called you in here? Spinder: Because I accidentally sent you a dick pic. Fabian: [stops pouring two glasses of wine] Accidentally?

Fabian: As top in this relationship, I think we should- Spinder: I can't believe you're pulling rank on me.

Tristan: So you like cats? Gil: Yeah. Tristan: [tries to impress her by slowly pushing a glass off the table]

Gil: Tristan and I are no longer friends. Tristan: GIL THAT IS THE WORST WAY TO TELL PEOPLE THAT WE’RE DATING!

Gil: Due to personal reasons, I will be fucking sinking to the bottom of the ocean in a large metal box. Rodney: Did Tristan say 'I love you' and you said 'Thanks'? Gil: THE REASONS ARE PERSONAL–

Declan, to Cady: We had a date! Declan: [aggressively points to Hello Kitty Coloring Book]

Cady: Can you cut me some slack, Declan? I’m sort of in love. Declan: I’m sorry, but that’s really not my problem. Cady: I’m in love with you. Declan: [blushes] Oh. That brings me in the loop a little.

Declan: Is something burning? Cady, leaning seductively on the counter: Just my desire for you. Declan: Cady, the toaster is literally on fire.

Cady: Look at me straight in the eyes and tell me the truth, Declan! Declan: You can’t expect me to look into your eyes and be straight.

Cady: [seductively takes off glasses] Cady: Wow… Declan: [blushes] Haha… what? Cady: You're really fucking blurry.

Bonus:

Rodney: My future partner must be brave, strong, intelligent, successful and organized. Allison: [steps on a caterpillar and proceeds to drop to their knees and sob while apologizing profusely] Rodney: That one. I want that one.

Nicea taglist: @kahvilahuhut @kingkendrick7 @outpost51

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

||An Officer's Corruption part Thirty-seven||

Hello there! I'm back with another chapter to the Officer's Corruption series. <3 Thanks to my amazing friend, she got me thinking of a chapter so I hope you like.

If you wish to see how or where everything is going, you can follow up on the chapters down below.

||Chapters so far|| 1-30|| ((Click here))

||OVA Chapters 1-7|| ((Written by my amazing friend demon mun and me)) (Click here))

Part Thirty one

Part Thirty two

Part Thirty Three

Part Thirty Four

Part Thirty five

Part Thirty Six

((Your reading Thirty-Seven))

||Drabble Summary||

After getting more and more information, Oblivion has got some leads that might help in finding the ones that started this. However, she got an alarming text from Luna. What could it be? Also, a new man has come to visit the prison but to deliver some details but he meets with Charlie. Who could this man be? Read to find out.

||Warning||

~Light NSFW is present in this

~Mature and Dark Themes is present in this

~blood warning is present

~drug use is spoken of in this

||Guests in Drabble||

Rave"Oblivion" Daitengu, and anyone else mention belongs to my amazing Rp partner @demon-blood-youths

Luna so-yeon koboyashi, Jinx violet, Yuuka Nakano and others mentioned are my OC's and belong to me. While junichiro tanizaki and others spoken of comes from the anime BSD but also me due to rping as them.

Yuji Itadori is from the anime series Jujutsu Kaisen but also me due to rping as him.

((Note: Their will be grammar mistakes and errors in this drabble as others have this warning. But like I state before, this is written for fun. So I hope you like it and my friend too. I hope you Enjoy.))

----- T Prison - Lower Cells -----

"There we go. That feels much better don't it?"

"Mhmmm..."

Yuji smiled seeing a relaxed Jinx sitting with him in the hot bath tub to help relax her and his muscles. Her hair was wet now but some was covering her chest as he was holding her close to him. She seems like a relaxed kitty cat. Or it could be due to the deep purring she was doing right now.

"Seems even after all that you must have tired yourself out a bit huh?" he said but Jinx only relaxed more against him while looking at the water since it was a bit steamy in the bathroom.

"A..a little b..bit." she said but feels him nuzzling against her cheek.

"I see. Well, even so, your still precious and also my little kitty cat. Next time we will get to play a lot more since you did take a peek of us having fun. You must have been lonely." he said but she only hums to nod relaxing against him.

"I was lonely but..it's fine. I'm not the type to hold a grudge.." she said gently though Yuji smiled still while they sat in the bath tub together. He even looks to gently begin rubbing her back while already helping her get clean before she would have to head back. He knew the other two officers might be worried but they knew she was fine.

~~~~Meanwhile~~~~~

"Hey Kali? Do you think Jinx is alright? I Hear she's been still on patrol right now." Kali looks up hearing Ink speak, seeing some prisoners just relaxing right now in their cells.

"Ehhh I'm sure she's fine. Knowing her, she tends to be just as bad as you. So I wouldn't worry about it." she waves a hand with eyes closed that Ink tilts her head to think about it.

"Hey, what's that suppose to mean?" she pouts that Kali sighed.

"Nevermind."

"Is it the same thing like you and the other inmate your watching over? Are you even going to say who he is-"

"I told you I don't tell you anything of what I do remember?! Why are you always so nosy!?" she said.

"I was just curious!" Ink said laughing happily that Kali's eye twitched a bit.

"Uhhh you okay Kali?"

"I'm..I'm fine just..holding back the urge to bonk you on the head..." she said but Ink looks at her then smiled.

"Okay!"

"Ugghhhhh..."

~~~Back with Yuji and Jinx~~~

Yeah, they were fine for now, he wanted to savor this moment for a while before she would be heading back later on. This moment was pretty peaceful for him as they relaxed. Even better seeing her relaxing in his arms together.

'So precious..' he thought only to kiss the top of her head.

~~~ Back at Northern State Pentiartary/Main office -----

"So I take it they heard about it too huh? Which results in them sending you?" Dazai was speaking to another male but he was setting some papers and files down. He looks to Dazai but sighed right after.

"Well, you asked us to look into something so we did. Unless you got something else we need to look into." junichiro tanizaki said while looking to Dazai. He was from the other building across from here but he tends to come here to check up on Dazai and give him information if he asks for it. Knowing him, Dazai can count on him for giving hidden files, documents and other things if it's hard.

"I did, I did. I was just doing something else at the moment and having a visitor. But I take it the info you gave me says things are fine? Any leads?" he asked Tanizaki who shook his head.

"Not yet. I got some trails but most of them are cold. I can keep looking into them for the moment till then. Do you have anything that might help with that?" he had his arms crossed but Dazai thinks only to reach into his pocket to take out some paper. He hands it to him as Junichiro opens it and reads.

"........"

"So far, that's what I have but maybe you can take a closer look into it? I'll be sure to send whatever I need to you if requested." he said as the other folds the paper.

"Understood." He said but as he was about to turn, the door opens showing someone. Tanizaki sees a woman walking in wearing the uniform. She had blonde hair in a pony tail. She has beautiful blue eyes and has scars on her body judging from what he sees. However, she looks pretty tough.

"Warden Dazai, I got Miss Seon to a room. She is ready for-" she stops seeing another standing there but another male? He looks only to see her look back.

"Oh thank you Charlie. Also, don't be alarmed he's an ally. Tanizaki this is Charlie. One of my officers for a section in the prison. Charile, this is Junichiro Tanizaki, a officer that does more of the shady dark needed things if it's from looking for something needed." he explains this to see Charile and Tanizaki look at one another.

"Hmmm, it's..nice to meet you Officer I take it?" she said seeing him look back at her and nod.

"Yes. It's a pleasure to meet you." he said bowing his head slightly to her that Charlie looks at him.

"Sir, you said he's a hidden hire. You never spoken about another helping out outside." she said hearing Dazai laugh.

"True but don't get me wrong, he's one of my best hired help. Or to say my most dangerous one. He's well known to his job and is able to finish the task no matter what he has to do or who's blood he spills. He gets it." he said simply that Charlie blinks then looks at him. What sort of things does this guy deal with?

"Even so, in time he will be transfered over here to help you and Jason in the future. He's just finishing up some documents for me." he said showing the file folder.

"I....see..."

"Even so, I hope you two will get along!" he giggled seeing both Tanizaki and Charlie look at one another. Get along, well, that is for later to see but who knows? Seems like it's a strong possible view.

~~~~~With Oblivion~~~~~

Tae was waiting for Luna to pick up her phone as she dials the number to her. She hopes she would pick up. In a moment, she heard a click on the other line and heard a familiar voice.

"Hello? Tae?"

"Hey Luna, I got your text message, what's going on? You said something urgent.." she said.

"Yes this is urgent. I know you already got the update regarding how Yuu is right? Well...I got more news I have to tell you but it's private. You are alone right?" she asked on the phone.

"I'm alone yeah." she said.

"Well, I'm alone too but here. The reason I'm calling you is to give you another update about her. She..." she sighed on the other line but was in her office with the other officers busy.

"What's wrong Luna? Is their something else wrong with Yuuka?"

"She's....she's gotten a lot worse Tae. Like bad worse." she said.

"What are you talking about Luna? How bad?"

"....Like ill bad." she said. "Ever since the Public Safely Hero Commission sent orders to the doctor they sent, she's been given a double dose of the medicine and shot..she seems like she's...sicker. Even if they say she would be better she don't seem like that." Luna said.

"The double dose? Hold on, they started that right now? I thought it was still being under view?"

"It was before I called to ask about it."

"Okay and Yuu? Is she....."

"I heard she's still taken the medicine and shots but too weak to even fight back right now....those drugs really weakened her Tae. Like baby weak..in a sense."

"What do you mean?" Oblivion asked.

"Well, remember how violent she was when you saw her a while ago or a few days ago? She's not as active anymore Tae. When me and Swan spoke to the head active present, he denied our request to stop the drugs."

"Hold on, he denied the request?! Why!?"

"Because he assumes the drugs was helping her. They say it's their way to insure she won't be a danger to the public."

"......."

So now we are trying to get some results of our own to see what the hell is in the medicine and shots Doctor Lee has been given her and of the double shot." she said looking worried.

"We even went to visit her and she....she didn't do much. She was just laying back upright on the bed looking ahead. Her quirk isn't as strong now because the double strength of that medicine and shots are making her weaker and weaker like she's losing her quirk. Hell, purple particles are only seen now unlike what you saw before..it's really gotten a lot more weaker now."

"What!?" When did this start to happen! "Wait wait wait, then how is she now?"

"Still the same. She still gets frequent hallucinations and she's more afraid now. I don't know what he's been doing but something is off with that damn doctor they sent us. It's like their trying to either get her to become quirkless or...I'm worry they are going to do more worse harm."

"......And she didn't even react to you nor Swan?" Oblivion asked.

"No. She just kept looking down even after Swan checked on her. She's not responding to us but the look in her eyes they dulled out. Lost their color Tae. That damn doctor says the medicine is 'working' and she's not as dangerous but it looks like it's only killing her from the inside. I don't know why but it feels like she's just lost in her little world without responding to anyone else. We can't get through to her." Luna said covering her face.

This was not what she was expecting but Tae only grips her phone to try calming down. Anger was rising inside of her but she looks ahead before asking, "Can I see her? Or can you do a video call?"

"Huh? Well, yeah I can but Tae..I really don't think you want to-"

"Luna please..I need to see for myself."

"......" Luna was quiet on the other line but sighed closing her eyes. "I can do that. Just a moment."

Tae heard some shuffling noise in the back but heard that Luna was leaving her office to where Yuuka was. She still was in the main hall before heading down to the right. She gets to the medic ward hallway section and goes into the area. A few were not in this area but she was heading to the other one where Yuu was.

The medic ward for heavy observation 24/7 was there but she was looking at the door where Yuu was. Doctor Lee was off today so Swan was watching her. She knocks on the door. "Swan? You in there?"

Obivion heard the door open in the background.

'Yeah, I'm here. You come to see Yuu again?' she asked as she lets Luna come in.

'Yes but..I got Oblivion on the phone and she wants to do a video call with her to see how she is.'

'....I..Is that wise? What if she-'

'She needs to see her Swan.....' Luna said but Swan only sighed to nod.

'Understood..' she said going to help sit Yuu upright on the bed. Luna moves but she sits down to pull the phone back but puts it on speaker.

'You still there Oblivion?'

"Yeah, still here."

'Alright. I'm going to put you on video call but you might not like what your about to see. Are you still sure?' she asked.

".....Yeah...I'm sure."

"Okay..Hold on."

Oblivion lowers her phone but looks seeing the screen change to a video call showing connecting please wait on her screen. She hopes Yuuka was alright but she was not expecting to see just how bad Yuuka was. Within seconds, the connection went through showing a room. It looks like the medic ward alright but she saw Swan and Luna.

"Oblivion, you there?"

'Yeah, I'm here. Where is Yuuka?" she asked but the two looked at one another but sighed.

"She's here.." Luna lifts up the phone but points it to show Yuu. As soon as Oblivon saw her, her own eyes slowly widen seeing Yuu's condition. Yuuka Nakano was sitting up right in bed but she looks ahead while not moving a inch. Her purple hair was messy but kept up in a pony tail, she was wearing a shirt and sweatpants while looking at her fingers. They seem to be shaking a little. She looked really tired but not thin since they still were giving her food. She just looked ill with bags under her eyes but she was only remaining quiet looking ahead. Oblivion looks shocked but she sees her.

"Yuuka?...Yuuka, can you hear me? You have a visitor today..." Swan said hoping she was respond but she didn't. Luna saw she remains still but her eyes were hidden.

"..........."

'As you can see, she's been like this since she got the double dose shot and medicine. It's pretty strong and it's effecting her physically and mentally. We got word we think she's seeing things in her mind. Or having bad memories that keeps haunting her. We are trying to do everything in our power to keep her calm Tae but...we are worried of what those assholes are really planning on doing to her.'

"I......she's been like this since the damn double dose was given to her?" she said seeing Swan answer.

"Yes. That's what I got from her recent blood work. She remains like this but still gets the heavy nosebleeds and having trouble sleeping. It's like she's too scared to close her eyes because of seeing things." she said but Oblivion said nothing gripping her phone tight wanting to break it but she was keeping calm trying not to. She looked so tired and sick. What the hell is with the drugs?

Being quiet, Oblivion looks to her. "Yuuka? Hey, can you hear me? It's me, Officer Seon...." she speaks loud enough in hopes she hears her voice. The two looks at Yuu seeing her not respond but Oblivion looks worried now.

"Yuu...please can you hear me? It's me......please let me know you can hear me.." she said a bit louder from the phone but hearing that made Yuu blink her eyes slowly before Luna carefully shows the phone and Oblivion on it. In a moment, Yuu slowly looks to Oblivion but saw her on the screen.

"........."

"..Yuuka?"

In a minute, Yuuka slowly reaches to touch the screen of the phone but Luna saw Swan hold it near her that Yuuka reaches to hold it in her hands to look at it. She can see her but she seems so far away.

"......O...Offi....cer.....S....seon.."

The two were silent but was shocked seeing she spoke! She was silent all that time but she only shook holding the phone.

"...Yes, it's me Nakano."

"......Where......a...re...you....you..d..disappeared...f..from here.." she speaks quietly.

"..I'm.....out at the moment but I was calling to check on you...see how you been." she speaks in a calm down even if she was angry now. Those assholes. What have they done to her!?

Yuuka said nothing laying back but Swan helps her lay on her side as she was looking at the phone with a hold stand to keep it there. She looks at the screen with dulled eyes.

"You....went....out...I...g...get i..it.....I h..hope...you c...come b..back...I'm..s...scared. I'm s..scared of t..the doctor..the ni...ghtmares....t..their getting w..worse...I don't wanna s...sleep.." she mutters in a tired tone.

"Easy now Yuu..You have to get sleep. It's not healthy to stay up like that." Tae said but saw Yuu only grips the sheets trying not to freak out but tries calming down.

"But b..bad things..t..the w...orms..t..their still....c...crawling inside of m..me....r..ready to r..rip out..I'm s..scared Oblivion..I'm s..scared.." she said softly.

"Worms?"

"T..the scary w..worms....their eating me f..from..inside o..out...It's s..scary..I'm s..scared..they started getting a...agitated a..after they gi....ve....new m..medicine. It hurts al..all over and f..from injection s..spot..it was....to h..help with d..dangerous quirk....it's d..dissappearing...." she said and shows trying to form some goo but the two with her and Tae saw purple particles but no goo.

Both Luna and Swan was shocked seeing how weak it's gotten. Even Tae was shocked.

'I can't..e..even use my flames r..right now..t..too tired...I'm too tired.....to conjure up some...' she said. 'Then it m..means I'm g..gonna....be quirkless r..right? Is t..that what the p..people wan..wanted?' she mutters.

"No no it's not Yuu. That's not what-"

"It's true..s...see?" she shows her arm seeing the injection spot but it shows some bandage covering it since they gave her another one. Oblivion said nothing but Yuuka lowers her arm to look at the phone.

"Yuuka.."

"I'm..s..sowwie...I'm s..sorry f..for being m..mean t..to you and o..others h..here..I was j..just scared....I'm scared being a..alone......."

"Yuuka, your not alone. I'll be back soon okay? Just hang in there for me. When I come back, I'll help you okay? You don't have to be scared.." Oblivion said but Yuu looks to the phone but she only blinks once slowly to relax.

"You w..won't..l..leave me a..alone?"

"I won't...I'm trying to help you, Yuu but when I have what I need, I'll be there with you..I promise. I'll find the ones that did this to you...and make sure they pay for this..." she said that Yuu only held the phone near but she was quiet. It was rather nice to hear her voice and it was calming to her.

She remains quiet but only looks to the screen that Tae saw tears now running down Yuu's cheeks. She was really upset about this.

'P...lease....c..come b..back okay? I really...wanna..s...see you come b..back...I'll..t...try to be c..calm..' she mutters. Tae was quiet though, she's never seen her that calm before even when meeting her. Was this...how she used to be before the drugs? She wasn't sure but it seems like it.

Oblivion sighed but looks at the phone.

"Don't try, just....just give it your best. I want you to rest more Yuuka okay? You have to try and get some sleep. Rest up....that's all I ask." Tae said but Yuu only looks to her then down.

"I..I'll..t..try..I......." she started to speak only to feel something run down her nose. Yuu blinks to look seeing her blood again that she reaches to touch it. "......"

"Yuuka?" Luna said.

"Oh no, not again." Swan said worried trying to clean her nose but Yuu was moving away from her. "Easy now..I'm not going to hurt you.."

"N..No no..d..don't...don't touch me! Don't touch me!" she said suddenly freaking out as she tries to move away, Luna tries to help keep her still to calm down. "NO! Please let me go! Let me go!"

"Yuu calm down!" Luna said wincing as she was thrashing violently now.

"NO MORE MEDICINE! I DON'T WANT TO BE FORCED T..TO TAKE ANYMORE! OFFICER SEON H..HELP ME!! PLEASE HELP!!!!"

"......" Oblion was shocked hearing this and seeing it was worse. However, she saw but Swan quickly have some golden feathers floats around her. Yuuka tenses seeing the feathers but when they were around, she slowly started feeling sleepy.

"St...stop..l..let me.."

"Rest Yuu your safe...just calm down.." Swan said in a quiet tone trying not to scare her. Luna kept holding her but Oblivion saw the whole thing before Yuu goes limp in her arms.

"........"

"What the hell was that!?" Oblivion asked seeing Luna lay her back on the bed.

"That's..something she does if she freaks out or something she's seeing that we aren't. She's been doing that for a while now or maybe side effects from the drugs. Right now, we have to keep her here to insure she won't attack staff which she hasn't. Right now, we are worried. We don't know how bad this can get for her......but we will do everything to insure she is alright." Luna explains but Oblivion said nothing to nod.

"I..I get it..I'll do everything in my power to help her and come back. Just..keep watching her for me till then okay?" Oblivion said.

"We will don't worry. If you find anything let us know but I'll do the same keeping you up to date. Just...find out the jerks that did this to her and make them pay Tae." Luna said.

"I will. Just keep a eye on her....I'm counting on you two." she said seeing them nod before the video call ended. Oblivion slowly lowers the phone down but when she did, she slowly stood up to try and process this. When she did, she punches the wall hard looking down.

She's never seen her like that and it worried her. She was a strong woman but not right now. She was someone that needed help......for now, she lets out a slow breath to try calming down.

Whoever did this to her...they would pay dearly for this.

[yutastand]

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shale: Did you take out marble as I requested?

slate: marble has been taken out, yes.

shale: You have my grat-

slate: It was a great restaurant.

slate: We had a romantic candlelit dinner.

slate: marble proposed afterwards- we’re filing the wedding papers.

slate: Bro-

marble: No, no, hold up, rewind.

marble: My tongue was down in your throat just a second ago and now you're calling me bro??

slate: When I was young, I left a trail of broken hearts like a rockstar. I'm not proud of it.

shale: You're kind of proud of it. You work it into a lot of conversations.

slate: Okay, but if your not gay then why are you always holding my hand and kissing me and telling me I’m your boyfriend?

marble: Dude- Its satire!

slate: THAT'S NOT WHAT SATIRE MEANS!

marble: Why do you let me win when we race up the stairs? You’re the faster one.

slate: Erm... it’s nice see your smile when you win!

*later*

marble: They're probably just staring at my ass, aren't they.

shale: Yeah, probably.

marble: There's no way they like me back.

shale: slate would throw themself in front of a moving car for you.

marble: slate would throw themself in front of a moving car for fun.

marble: How do you tell someone that you wanna have sex with them in a polite way?

shale: Excuse me Mx. Would you give me the honors of indulging in sexual activities with you?

slate: What the fuck is wrong with you two?

marble: Hey, random question, what are your favorite flowers?

slate: Peonies, why?

marble:

slate: Were you going to get me flowers?

marble:

slate:

marble: ᶦᵗ’ˢ ᵃ ᵖᵒˢˢᶦᵇᶦˡᶦᵗʸ

slate: Sorry I’m late, I was doing things.

marble: Hi, I’m ‘things’.

marble: Two bros!

slate: Chillin' in a hot tub!

marble and slate, in unison: Zero feet apart 'cause we're GAY AS FUCK!

slate, to marble: We had a date!

slate: *aggressively points to Hello Kitty Coloring Book*

marble: The stars are so beautiful...

slate: They're just giant balls of gas.

marble: You know what, if you're just going to ruin this, then-

slate: And yet none of them are as huge as my love for you.

marble: Oh...

shale: Are you busy?

slate: No.

shale: Want to do something?

slate: Why would you try to ruin this for me?

slate: You’re jealous.

shale: Jealous?

slate: That’s why you were being so negative about this.

shale: That’s absurd. I’m always negative.

slate, to shale: If marble doesn't say "I'm King of the world" within an hour on that boat, I will give you my next pay check.

marble, within 5 minutes of getting on the boat: I'M KING OF THE WORLD!!!

shale: So… I’ve seen you’ve been spending a lot of time with marble recently.

slate: No, shale, it's not what it looks like, I swear.

shale: Oh really? So no reason for me to be jealous?

slate: No! You’re the only one for me.

shale: Is that so?

slate: I promise! marble and I are just dating, okay? They’re my partner.

shale: So there are no best-friends-feelings involved?

slate: You are still my one and only best friend! They’re just the love of my life, nothing more!

shale: But I’m still the platonic love of your life, right?

slate: Of course bro!

shale: Bro...

marble: What the-

shale: Hello all, it is I, your favorite person.

marble: Actually, slate is my favourite.

shale: Okay then, it is I, that bitch.

shale: Father, I have sinned.

slate: Daddy, I’ve been naughty.

marble: *sucking on a popsicle*

shale: Pfft, you practicing for when slate gets here?

marble: *takes a huge ass bite out of the popsicle*

shale: *Concern*

shale: Pardon the intrusion, but-

marble: On this moment or just my life in general?

shale: Do you ever get pre-annoyed? Like you already know someone is going to piss you off?

slate: What? No, I—

marble: *enters room*

shale: *jaw clenches*

shale: You know, on second thought, Gum would be perfection.

slate: *Gives them a strange look and hands them a piece of gum*

shale: *Thinking* Gum would be perfection. Gum would be perfection. I could have said gum would be nice, could have said I'll have a stick. But no no no no no, for me, gum is perfection. I loathe myself.

slate: Do you want a drink?

marble: I could go for some appy slices right now.

slate: With a little peanut butter to dip them in?

marble: FUCKING OF COURSE I WANT PEANUT BUTTER SLATE!

*while waiting outside the principal’s office*

slate: What are you in for?

marble: Oh, they just want to know if it’s cool if I miss my classes tomorrow to run sound and lights for a presentation in the auditorium. What about you?

slate: I stabbed a kid with a screwdriver.

marble:

marble:

marble: We live very different lives.

slate: Yes we do.

shale: We all have our demons.

slate, grabbing marble: This one’s mine!

shale: We all have our demons.

slate, grabbing marble: This one’s mine!

slate, teaching shale to drive: Okay shale, what does a green light mean?

shale: Go!

slate: A red light?

shale: Stop!

slate: And what about a yellow light?

shale: If you floor it, you can make it!

slate: …No—

shale: There's rum in the cooler.

marble: What about for the children?

shale: thy can get water from that water fountain and use it to water down the rum.

slate: Why don't we just give the kids water?

shale, angrily: I suppose thy could do that!

slate: Want to hear a hard riddle?

marble: Sure.

slate: A rooster laid an egg on a roof. Which way did it roll?

marble: ...down?

slate: N-

shale: Who cares about which way it rolled, it would be scrambled eggs by then.

slate:

slate: No, it's that roosters don't lay eggs... Jesus Christ…

marble: Thank you for not saying "I told you so."

shale: When you’re as right as I am, you don’t have to say it.

shale: H-how do you ask someone out?

marble: Well, first-

slate: Don't ask them, they asked me out in a McDonalds parking lot.

shale: ...And you said yes?

marble: Heh, slate sneezes like a girl.

slate: How about I pound you like a boy?

slate: That didn’t come out right.

marble: You are irrationally angry 365 days a year.

shale: Well, that’s just your personal opinion, I don’t have anger issues. Do you guys think I have anger issues?

slate: Well, I wouldn’t really call it an issue. An issue is something you can fix.

marble: shale keeps forgetting which WiFi network they're supposed to use.

marble: So I renamed ours to "shale, use this one" to help them out a little.

slate: You're violent.

marble: Yeah but I'm also short and that's adorable.

marble: I scare people a lot because I walk very softly and they don't hear me enter rooms. So when they turn around, I'm just kind of there and their fear fuels me.

marble: I'm hot, I’m short, I'm gay, and I'm on my theatre kid arc.

slate: I feel awful about killing you.

shale:

slate: Even though technically you never even died, so I don’t know what you’re bitching about.

shale: Who's in charge here?

marble, shrugging: Usually whoever yells the loudest.

marble: Why do you not believe that ghosts are real?

slate: Never seen one.

marble: Okay, I mean, there’s a lot of things that you can’t see that are real.

slate: What can’t I see?

marble: You can’t see gravity. That’s real.

slate: Yeah, I can drop an apple.

marble: Fuck.

slate: Do you want to explain the text you sent me last night?

marble: It was autocorrect.

slate: Autocorrect wrote "You're so hot. Please step on me."?

marble: Yes.

marble: I woke up and chose VIOLENCE. I WILL COMMIT ARSON AND BURN EVERYTHING TO THE GROUND!!! I AM ANGRY-

shale: Awwww, you’re so adorable! Give me a hug~

marble: Wh-What? nO, yOURE SUPPOSED TO BE SCARED OF ME! TREMBLE BEFORE MY WRATH-

slate, recording: This is so cute.

shale: I made tea.

slate: I don't want tea.

shale: I didn't make you tea. This is my tea.

slate: Then why did you tell me?

shale: It's a conversation starter.

slate: It's a horrible conversation starter.

shale: Oh, is it? We're conversing. Checkmate.

shale: I’ve never smoked marijuana. I ate a brownie once at a party. It was intense. It was kind of indescribable. I felt like I was floating. Turns out there was no pot in the brownie. It was just an insanely good brownie.

slate: Are you sure marble’s going to be able to handle that IKEA furniture? They’re not very good with technical stuff…

shale: Why are you worried? IKEA was never complicated; these days, it’s even easier! Everything’s color coded, numbered, and there’s even an assembly robot option to make it even easier for marble, which we’ve obviously opted in for. All they need to do is press the clearly labeled ON button, scan the QR code on the front of the box, and it’ll take care of the rest. Even a monkey could do it!

*shale’s phone rings*

marble: Hey, so I’m at Lowes…

slate: …

slate: I should have gone with the monkey.

shale: I would say I outdid myself, but I’m always this good, so I simply did myself.

slate: marble, do you love me?

marble: Of course I do!

slate: Would you still love me if I did something bad?

marble: Well, of course I… would…

slate: I mean something really, really—

marble: slate, what did you do?

shale: I know we’re not exactly friends, but-

marble: What do you want?

shale: I've been stuck with slate for 2 weeks and they've been drinking all the soy sauce.

shale: Help.

slate: I think my guardian angel drinks.

marble: shale, please calm down.

shale: I asked for two large fries!

shale: *dumps fries onto table*

shale: But all they did was give me a MILLION FUCKING LITTLE ONES!

slate: What's your greatest fear?

marble: Being forgotten.

slate: ...

slate: Damn, that's deep.

slate: Mine is the Kool Aid man, but I feel kinda stupid about it now…

slate: shale, my old friend!

shale: I think you tried to kill me at some point.

slate: That was obviously just my way of getting to know you.

slate: I fell—

marble: From heaven?

slate: No, I literally fell—

marble: In love with me the moment you saw me?

slate: MY ARM IS BROKEN!

marble: Okay, but do you think I'm pretty? Be honest.

slate: *pulls back the curtain while marble is showering*

slate: Hey did we - stop screaming it’s me - did we run out of Cheerios?

marble: So jellyshish-

shale, laughing: JELLYSHISH!?

marble: You know what I meant!

shale: I don’t even have time to tell you how wrong you are.

slate: Okay?

shale: …

shale: …

shale: Actually it’s gonna bug me if I don’t, so—

marble: Say no to drugs.

marble: Say yes to drugs.

marble: It doesn't matter if you say yes or no to drugs, cause if you're talking to drugs... then you're on drugs.

marble: Can I get a waffle?

shale and slate: *fighting and yelling at each other*

marble: Can I p l e a s e get a waffle?

marble: How do I make a date really romantic?

shale: Be mysterious.

marble: Okay!

*later, while on a date with slate*

slate: So where are we going?

marble: None of your fucking business.

*Bullying Prevention Day at school*

Teacher: slate, what would you do if one of your classmates viciously teased you again and again?

slate: Oh, that’s easy. I’d take a pencil out of my pencil case—

Teacher: To write something to your teacher?

slate: —make sure that it’s really sharp, and ram it into their eye at full tilt! My mom always says the pencil is mightier than the sword because they can’t outlaw bringing pencils to school!

Teacher: *internal screaming*

marble: You know you've made it when you see your picture everywhere you go.

shale: Those are wanted posters!

marble: Yo! I heard you like reptiles, got any fun facts?

shale: If a crocodile eats your dad, they become your new dad.

slate: Could you maybe just like… stab me… right in the gut. Just REALLY twist it in there. ‘Cause that honestly seems less painful than this conversation.

slate: *working in a flower shop and minding their own business*

marble, storming into the store and slapping $20 on the counter: HOW DO I PASSIVE-AGGRESSIVELY SAY “FUCK YOU” IN FLOWER???

slate: I can’t do this, it’s against my moral compass.

shale: YOUR MORAL COMPASS IS A ROULETTE WHEEL!

slate: …Your point?

marble: The wee-woo thingy?

slate: THE FIRE ALARM!?

shale: *writing a letter*

shale: Dear Santa,

I'm writing to let you know I've been naughty...

And it was worth it you fat, judgemental bastard.

marble: shale, can I ask you a question?

shale: Sure, anything.

marble: Why don't you go back to your own house and leave us alone?

slate: shale, you're an asshole, man.

shale: You are what you eat slate.

slate: Why were you up yesterday until 3am?

shale: How did you know I was up until 3am?

marble: We could hear you clapping to the FRIENDS intro every 25 minutes.

[vesper-does-shit]

pompompurin, poiting the camera at keroppi and badtz-maru : two bros chilling in a hot-tub, five feet apart ‘cause they’re not gay

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What Are the Odds (1/2)

Summary: When Katniss benefits from a stranger's generosity, she decides to pay it forward, starting with her neighbor, Peeta Mellark. Modern AU

Rating: T

Prompt: The One That Got Away

It's the story of her life, Katniss thinks, crouched on the dingy tiles of her apartment complex's communal laundry room floor – maybe she just isn't meant to have good things.

Above her, a fly repeatedly bumps into the humming fluorescent light on the ceiling, like it's desperately trying to escape, but can’t figure its way out. Katniss can relate. 

She looks back down at the pile of her still-damp clothes that someone had tossed from the dryer onto a puddle of bleach on the floor. It's mostly stuff Katniss wears around the apartment. Ratty t-shirts. Underwear that no one sees these days but her. The real kicker is what happened after, when she tried to gather it all up, not yet knowing what they were sitting in. Yeah, she’d smelled the bleach, but the whole room always reeks of bleach. She didn’t think anything of it until it dripped onto the front of her pants, which, up until a few minutes ago, were probably the nicest thing she's ever owned in her life. And now they're ruined.

Last weekend, she and Prim had spent an entire Saturday in the city. They browsed the bookstore all morning and then shared a small frozen hot chocolate in the cafe. Lunchtime was spent wandering around the gourmet grocery store and grazing on cheese curds, organic granola served in tiny plastic cups, a sip of mango nectar, and tart clementine slices from the tables of free samples before scouring the nearby second-hand clothing shop for diamonds in the rough. According to Prim's friend Rue, this is where rich people donated their clothes, and you could find designer pieces for a fraction of the original cost if you only searched long enough.

In a rare stroke of luck, it only took a little over an hour when Prim squealed with delight as she held up a pair of black dress pants in one triumphant fist. In Katniss's size, no less. Rich, dark wool with a gleaming silver button adorning the front. At forty-two dollars, they were more than Katniss would have normally spent on herself, but at a ninety-percent markdown, Prim wouldn't let her pass them up. “Think of it as an investment,” she’d said.

Paired with a pearl-gray cardigan that Katniss got on clearance at Target and a smart white blouse she borrowed from her sister that's actually part of Prim's show choir uniform, she managed to look professional. Chic, even.

Until now. Dime-sized white splotches have already begun to form. 

The door creaks open, and Katniss wills whoever it is to just go away, go away, go away.

“Katniss? You all right?”

Oh no. She recognizes that voice right away. It belongs to her next-door neighbor Peeta Mellark.

Since he moved in last year, they've exchanged hellos when passing each other in the hall, and he smiles at her in a way that makes her feel feverish and fluttery.  Especially when he's still in the clothes he wears to work, dark slacks and button-down dress shirts with long sleeves that he usually rolls up past his forearms. She'll see him help carry in their neighbor Mags' groceries, hefting gigantic tubs of kitty litter – usually two at a time – like they weigh nothing. Or he'll be delivering fresh, homemade bread to Chaff, the disabled Vietnam vet who lives downstairs. And countless times Peeta has come to the door to bring back Prim's mangy cat Buttercup, who has a nasty habit of leaping from their balcony onto his, one time even knocking over his potted plants.

“You'd think I'm growing catnip instead,” he said with a grin the last time it happened, about a week ago.

“Maybe you are,” Katniss answered dryly. “Maybe it's all part of some plan to lure cats away from your neighbors.”

It was the longest sentence she'd ever spoken to him, and his smile widened. “Right. All part of my master plan, actually. But it's just the cats belonging to my pretty neighbors. Or...just the one. Then I finally have an excuse to talk to her.” He said it with such a sweet, almost shy, smile that it made Katniss want to press her cold hands to her rapidly flushing cheeks.

She smoothed imaginary wrinkles out of her t-shirt instead. “That, or you're just a serial killer in training.”

He laughed – a rich, masculine, musical sound. “Stealing cats, not killing them.” Buttercup hissed in response.

It was a nice encounter, but it left her feeling strangely vulnerable.  It's why she doesn't want him seeing her like this right now. “I'm fine,” she tells him in a voice as emotionless as an android.

He sits beside her. “Anything I can do to help?” he asks.

She motions to the fallen clothing, to the bleach stains. “Find and kill whoever did this?”

The weight of a comforting hand rests on her shoulder. Then, as if he thinks better of it, Peeta moves the hand to his own knee instead. “As much as I'd love to, uh, avenge you, I have a better idea.” He gingerly lifts her laundry from the pungent liquid. “There's some fabric dye back at my apartment. I can check to see if I have anything that matches.” He stands, shifting her clothes so they rest in the crook of his bare arm, then reaches to help Katniss up with his free hand. As she stands, she takes him in more fully. Instead of his usual work attire, he has on paint-stained khakis and an old t-shirt sporting the mottled remains of an iron-on that looks like it might have been a bakery's logo. She can just make out the letters K-E-R-Y, and beneath it, a golden loaf of bread.

They make smalltalk, initiated by Peeta, as they climb the two flights of stairs to their shared floor. Peeta's apartment has a layout identical to the one Katniss shares with Prim, yet it couldn't be more different. His is tidier. With freshly painted walls. His furniture matches. Her couch at home is stained and threadbare, something she fished out of the dumpster last Spring.

“Can I get you anything?” Peeta asks, a shy smile spreading across his handsome face. There seems to be more color in his cheeks than there was before. “Something to drink? I have, uh...”

She shakes her head. He's already doing her a favor. She doesn't need to take anything else from him. “No, I'm good.”

“Oh...well, if you're not thirsty, I can get you something to eat. I just did some baking earlier. They say I make a mean cheese bun.”

Katniss must visibly perk up at the mention of cheese, because Peeta's off to the kitchen in a flash before she can even accept. He's back in record time with a cheese-covered bun on a small plate.

“Sure, Peeta, why don't you go get me one,” she deadpans.

“Sorry,” he says sheepishly. He rubs the back of his neck. “I guess I'm a little over eager.”

Even so, she takes the proffered plate. It looks too good to pass up, and she's too weak to refuse it now. “Thanks,” she says. The first bite is soft and flaky and buttery, the cheese adding the perfect savory touch. She finishes it immediately, before they even have the chance to sit down.

“And, uh” Peeta says, “...at the risk of making things more awkward, I'm going to need you to take off your pants.”

****

An hour and about three more cheese buns later, Katniss and Peeta are seated side by side on his couch, her wearing a too-big, but incredibly comfortable pair of Peeta's sweatpants. Her own pants are on a drying rack out on the balcony. Peeta had somehow managed to match the color with his fabric dye. When Katniss first saw the end result, they looked so perfect she could have kissed Peeta right then, but her good sense stopped her before she could do something so stupid.

She presses her finger to the last few crumbs on her plate. “How are these so good? Are you a pastry chef or something?”

“No. Not anymore, at least. My parents owned a bakery when I was a kid, and I used to help out. It went out of business a few years ago.”

She thinks about those nice clothes he works in. Dress slacks. Those rolled up sleeves. “So you have some sort of office job now?” she asks.

“No.” He laughs. “I teach first grade at Panem Elementary. How about you? What do you do?”

She knows he's just being polite. She asked him first. But the question makes her uncomfortable. She doesn't want to talk about her work. What is she supposed to tell him? That she works two unfulfilling jobs that she hates for a combined seventy hours a week and she's still drowning in debt? Tell him about playing FreeCell on the computer at her boring receptionist job? Or that time at Save Mart that this drunk guy threatened her with a knife because she wouldn't sell him two bottles of Jägermeister at four a.m?

Peeta flashes her a kind smile, oblivious to her inner turmoil. “Let me guess – based on how nice you look, I'd say you're some sort of high-powered executive.”

She snorts. “Hardly. I had an interview this morning. But I already know I didn't get it. They basically told me I'm not qualified. It was a long shot, anyway.” She tries to change the subject, anything to avoid some display of sympathy from Peeta. That’s the last thing she needs. “So are your parents retired now?” she blurts out.

“Mostly,” he says. “My dad sells pies out of a food truck in the summer and fall. And my mom does the book-keeping at our cousins’ shoe store a couple times a week. They both like to keep busy. Especially now that my brothers and I all moved out of state.”

“Oh, that’s too bad.”

“It’s really not,” he says with a laugh. “I still see them on holidays. There’s always Facebook and the occasional text. How about you? Is your family scattered too?”

She should have expected that he’d ask about her family. Once again, he’s just being polite. After all, she’s the one who clumsily brought it up. But it's the last thing she wants to talk about.  Where does she even begin?

Her childhood had started off idyllic enough. Their lack of money was more than made up for by the abundance of love. Until her father was blown to bits in a mining accident, and her mother mentally checked out for a few months. Katniss had been eleven, and Prim only seven. Katniss became the de-facto head of the household. It was Katniss who did all the grocery shopping, walking to and from the store dragging Prim's old red wagon behind her. She prepared the meals. Washed the dishes. Did the laundry. Forged her mother's signature on permission slips. She did it all with a stoicism that easily fooled Prim. And even after her mother came back to them later that year, Katniss wore her self-reliance like armor

Katniss's mother, who'd been a med student before dropping out to raise her children, eventually got a job at a nearby hospital. It took awhile, but Katniss's relationship with her mother started to mend. The trust wasn't fully back, but Katniss worked hard to stop shrugging off her mother's attempts to – well, be a mother. It wasn't perfect, but it was good, the two of them working hard to ensure that Prim would get as normal a high school and college experience as possible.

And then in the early hours of New Year's Day two years ago, while on her way home from the night shift, a drunk driver entered the off-ramp on the freeway, slamming right into her mother's car. Neither driver survived.

Then came the news that her mother had let her life insurance lapse. Without the insurance money, paying for the funeral and living without her mother's income nearly broke them. Katniss maxed out her credit cards, got a second part-time job. Cut down her schooling to only half time until she dropped out altogether.

She doesn't want to drop this much personal information onto Peeta at once, so she just gives him the cliff notes version: her parents are dead and she's Prim's guardian. To his enormous credit, Peeta doesn't press her for details.

In the ensuing silence, Katniss fidgets and Peeta rubs the back of his head nervously until he springs out of his seat on the couch. “Would you like another cheese bun?”

She’s tempted. She can barely remember when she’s had food this good, and so much of it. She doesn’t have a shift at Save Mart tonight, and it’s not like she has to hurry home to Prim. When Katniss texted her saying she was next-door, Prim replied, Don’t hurry back, followed by a winking emoji.  “I should probably get going,” she says nevertheless.

On the way to retrieve her pants, Katniss spots a table in another room filled with things like packages of number two pencils and eight-packs of crayons, stacks of composition notebooks, boxes of tissues piled high in a precarious tower, and economy-sized bottles of hand sanitizer.  “Most people just steal pens from work,” she jokes. “This is impressive.”

Peeta laughs. “And next week, my plan is to disassemble everything from the playground and bring it here to decorate my apartment.”

“Just what this place is missing, too. Monkey bars in the living room.”

Peeta laughs and then sheepishly explains that this is for his classroom. A lot of his students can’t even afford lunch, let alone school supplies. So anything that the school can’t cover, he pays for out of his own pocket. Usually, though, the supplies he buys at the beginning of the year tend to run out before Christmas break.  It’s mesmerizing watching Peeta talk so passionately about teaching, and the welfare of his students.

They find themselves sitting down again, freshly-dyed pants forgotten, and Katniss asks what happens the rest of the year. Do they just go without? Or does Peeta fill his table with stuff then too?  In the middle of the school year, when everything he purchased has run out, and he’s out of extra money, he relies on crowdfunding. He brings the page up on his phone and shows Katniss the projects he has going. The first is for the basics: more pencils, crayons, notebooks, tissues, and sanitizer. The last two being especially important during cold season.

When it comes to the next project, Peeta explains how the roof at his school had leaked over the summer. Ruined the carpet in his classroom. The school patched up the roof, but didn’t have the funds to replace the carpet. Peeta shows her a couple pictures, and it’s honestly pretty gross. It looks like something died on it, and then someone rolled up the carcass in it, threw the whole thing in the river, and then it somehow found its way back onto the classroom floor. He shows Katniss a page with a couple large, brightly colored rugs to cover up the water damage. It’s expensive and kind of a longshot that it’ll get funded, but it would go a long way toward making his classroom more inviting.

Later, when Katniss is back home, she logs onto her ancient dust-collecting computer and finds Peeta’s fundraisers online. She donates five dollars. It's a drop in the bucket compared to what he needs to meet his goals, but it's about all she can spare. The rent is due soon, and she still needs to fill up the gas tank and get groceries.

****

It's become a ritual for Katniss and Prim to stop at the gas station once a week on the way home from picking Prim up from show choir practice and, after filling up, treating themselves to cherry Icees. Today, there's only enough cash in her purse for one, so Katniss lies and tells Prim she's too full from a late lunch.

As they wait in line, Katniss tries not to let her impatience show. She hates standing around, and despite what she told Prim, she's actually famished. Prim must sense this somehow, as she extends her drink in Katniss's direction. “You want some?” she asks. “I'm kind of full, too. We had a pizza party in 5th hour.” Katniss sips some of the icy beverage from the plastic straw, and it pacifies her a bit. But it's still hard not to get annoyed when they're in line behind Sae the Lottery Lady.

It looks like Sae's redeeming her winning tickets, the cashier doling out crisp twenty dollar bills only to get those same bills back when Sae decides at the last minute to purchase a stack of tickets so thick they're starting to resemble one of Prim’s textbooks. Katniss glances at the time on her cell phone.

“Can we get a lottery ticket too?” Prim stage whispers to Katniss.

Ugh. She tries not to roll her eyes, lest it seem like she's passing judgment. “No,” she replies simply.

“It'd be so great to win, though.”

At this, Sae turns around. “You can't win if you don't play,” she says with a wink. Sae should know. A couple years back she won a million dollars from a scratch-off ticket she purchased at this very gas station. It's where she buys all her lottery tickets now. It's silly, Katniss thinks. As if lightning is going to strike twice in the same place. If anything, Sae should be buying her tickets anywhere but this gas station, but the woman's nothing if not loyal.

Prim repeats her question, pressing her hands together in a pleading motion. It would actually be kind of adorable if what Prim wanted weren't so stupid.

“Fine,” Katniss grumbles anyway. She roots around her purse for some loose change. She needs the last dollar in her wallet for Prim's drink. “Maybe one of the one dollar tickets,” she says, though she already regrets it. A dollar could buy four bananas at the grocery store. Or a can of beans. Or a box of store brand spaghetti. All of which would be more useful than thirty seconds of hope.

Just when Katniss thought the transaction in front of her was done, Sae points out one of the twenty dollar tickets on the top row of the display, a ten-inch long rectangle of glittery gold card stock.

Katniss fishes a dime and two lint-covered nickels from the bottom of her purse. She just needs twelve more cents and she'll have a dollar. Twenty dollars, though, she thinks bitterly. On a lottery ticket. That's half a tank of gas. Or two family packs of chicken thighs when they go on sale at the market. Takeout pizza on her birthday. Twenty cans of beans. Her train of thought is interrupted by the cashier handing her something. “What?” Katniss blurts out stupidly. Her eyes cut over to Sae, whose ticket is being shoved in her direction.

“That's for you, dear,” Sae says. “I've been blessed, and I hope this does the trick for you too.”

****

Prim sits beside her in the passenger seat meticulously scratching the ticket's surface with a nickel from Katniss's purse, an intense expression on her face, her tongue poking out of the corner of her mouth ever-so-slightly.

Katniss almost hadn’t accepted the ticket from Sae. It was too much, and they barely knew each other. Not that that mattered much to Prim. She almost knocked the old lady to the ground giving her a big bear hug. Katniss reluctantly muttered her own thank-you and dragged an excited Prim back to the car after her turn at the counter. They had more important matters to deal with. Like dinner.

There’s almost no food in the apartment, but Katniss has officially crossed over from famished to hangry. They’ll just have to go grocery shopping another day. In the meantime, there’s always cereal at home, maybe eggs and toast or something. 

“Katniss! Katniss! Pull over!”

Irritation prickles at her, but she tries to tamp it down. “I'm not taking anything to the animal hospital. And you need to stop yelling when I'm driving.” That's how accidents happen, she wants to say. But she doesn't need to burden Prim with her fears. Driving has been a struggle for Katniss since their mother died. Even short trips to the high school or the gas station are stressful.

“No, Katniss! Look!” She waves the ticket wildly. “We won!”

****

“You have to match one of the numbers on this top line to one of the numbers down here,” Prim explains to Katniss. They pulled into the first parking lot they came to, and now they’re huddled around the ticket like it's a flame on a frigid night. “If you get a match, you win whatever prize is listed below it. See? There's a two up here and a two down here, and it says – ”

“Five hundred thousand dollars,” Katniss finishes for her, dazed.

This kind of money will change their lives. Sure, she'll lose about half of it to taxes, but she'll still have enough to finally pay off her credit card debt and her student loans. Make a savings account. Quit her horrible third shift grocery store job. Prim won't have to worry about taking out loans when she goes off to college next Fall. As impossible as it used to seem, Katniss can even go back to school and get her degree, too. She'll actually have the luxury of figuring out what she wants to do with her life and then be able to make it happen. It's like a million doors that she thought were locked forever have just opened up to her. It’s a way she hasn’t felt since she was eleven years old.

That night she and Prim look at college course schedules online. They point out classes the other should take, read course descriptions aloud.

“You should major in something practical, like business,” Prim suggests, “but then minor in music.”

Katniss laughs it off, but secretly imagines herself singing again, maybe joining one of the school’s ensembles.

None of this would be possible if not for Sae's act of kindness. Katniss has never been a believer in karma or everything happening for a reason. Even still, she should do the same thing Sae did.

Peeta.

He needs to be the first person she helps. Few people deserve it more than he does.

She’s so excited that after Prim goes to bed, she gets on her computer to look at Peeta’s fundraising page again. There are exactly two donors so far, including hers. How excited would Peeta be if he woke up tomorrow and his projects were fully funded? She debates for a moment whether to put her name or make it anonymous. He did her a favor, so this would make them even. On the other hand, this is a much bigger favor, one that he couldn’t afford to reciprocate. Better make it anonymous then. Under the comments section she simply puts: “Pay it forward.”

tbc

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hi hi, literally LOVE ur writing 💕 idk if you're taking requests or not, thought I'd drop this for you😅

Jaehyun/Yuta, gets home all injured & whtvr, OC cleans him up & helps him take a bath, but gets pulled into the tub😏

sorry if ur not taking requests, just ignore🙏

[11:39pm]

genre: fluff and suggestive

yuta one coming soon…

you sigh, finally after being able to put the kids to sleep you decide to draw yourself a bath. your husband wasn’t home, he was going out with some of his friends for a birthday.

you were in your towel, sitting on the edge of the tub while your hand moved around in the water to get the bubbles going.

knock! knock! knock!

“who is here this late?” you asked yourself while leaving the bathroom to go downstairs.

you cracked the door open and saw your husband. he was drunk.

“jae? get inside, it’s cold out.” you open the door bigger for him. you watch as he stumbles inside with grunts as he tries to clear his throat.

“baby, i’m hurt. look, i’ve gotta boo boo. see.” jaehyun points to the busted lip he has and the cut on his nose and cheek. “jae, what did you do? what happened?” you cup his face and examine the cuts.

“ve got into a fight and by ve i mean me and my fends. these guys were talking shit so we confonted them but they hit us first— they hit jungvoo— the birthday boy.” his words slurring up from the way his lips were smooshed up.

you almost giggle.

“they look bad. let’s go draw you a bath, yeah?” jaehyun nods and quickly slips his shoes off.

jaehyun follows you upstairs to bathroom like a puppy on a leash. “okay, now get naked.” jaehyun smirks and starts undressing himself.

he winces in pain so you look down to see bruises on his abs. “baby,” you walk forward with pouty lips. “i’m okay, babe.” jaehyun sighs, pulling you into a hug. “no, you aren’t. hurry, let’s get you into this bath, okay?” you pull jaehyun towards the tub.

“it has bubbles and, and.. candles.” you nod, pulling jaehyuns briefs off and helping him into the tub. “so nice.. and.. relaxing.” jaehyun immediately closes his eyes.

“love,” you hum, picking up his dirty clothes. “why’re you in a towel?” you sigh. “well, after i put the kids to bed. i was gonna take a bath but it seems that you need it most.” jaehyun peeks his eyes open.

“join me.” you laugh, putting his clothes on the counter.

“i shouldn’t. i can stay in the bathroom with you while you bathe?” you suggest.

silently, you walk over to him and grab the loofa, soaping it up and washing his body with it. “lift your arm for me.” jaehyun does what you say and lifts his arm. “thank you.” you hold onto his wrist and soap his arm.

“okay other ar—?” you shriek when being pulled into the tub. “mm’aw man, now my towel’s soaked!” you whine, pulling the towel off you and squeeze it until it’s nearly dry before tossing it onto the floor.

“i’m sorry, love. it’s just, i needed you.” you sigh, fixing yourself into the right position. “could’ve asked nicely.” you mutter under your breath.

minutes of sitting in silence, soaking up the hot water, jaehyun sighs. “it’s too hot. i’m ready to get out.” jaehyun whines, pushing himself up and grabbing a towel, wrapping it around his waist and helping you up.

“cmon, love.” jaehyun says wrapping the towel around you like he’d do with his kids. “such a cutie.” he giggles and ruffles your hair.

“i can see where airem gets her prettiness from. pretty just like her mommy.” he coos at you and you laugh. “stop it.” you push him away.

“wait, hold on,” you pull on his arm when he tries to walk out the bathroom. “we need to clean your.. owies.” jaehyun looks at the mirror and then giggles. “oh yeah.”

jaehyun sits on the toilet cover and sits silently while you cleaned him up. wiping his cuts with q-tips that were drenched in alcohol and then putting cute hello-kitty bandaids on his cute.

“okay, now we’re ready for bed.” you say pulling him out the bathroom.