#hes dating charlie. some randome extra

[inutaffy]

what

[angelbowerz]

Being the only girl at Welton Academy/your first day

Movie- Dead poets society

Summary- it's your first day at Welton academy and you get taken in by the dead poets♡

-you started a few days into the semester and you basically spent your first day getting introduced to the school (no classes)

-you'll get a teachers room as your own dorm (with an en suite) because you obviously can't be sharing a bedroom and the showers with boys😭

-when the boys saw you walking to your dorm..their jaws DROPPED

-Cameron was the only one who disagreed with the idea

"This is called an all boys school for a reason🙄"

-when their classes ended for lunch, they were all hovering over your door until someone had the courage to knock on the door (cough cough Mr Charlie Dalton cough cough)

-when you open the door he gives *that smirk* and says "hello there pretty lady, need any help with anything?😏"

-all the others was just gawping, too scared to say anything

-After you finish packing, you go to Mr Nolan's office to find out what extra circular activities you get

-he gives VERY strict rules of no dating..blah blah blah

-then he says you're getting a tour from his 'best student'..more like favourite student

-and who walks through the door? Do I really need to answer that?

-OF COURSE IT'S RICHARD CAMERON

-the most awkward tour...mainly because

A. He doesn't want you at the school

And

B. He spends the whole time actually talking about the school (no small talk)

-At the end if the tour, Charlie finds you and says

"Ohhh it's the pretty lady...well hey, why don't you come meet my friends? ;)"

-the whole time you're sitting with the dead poets at dinner

Charlie just flirts with you

Todd is too shy to say more than 3 words

Cameron either talks about lessons and shades you until Charlie shuts him up

Meeks just watches you in awe and giggles the whole time

Pitts just blurts out random nonsense then just awkwardly laughs afterwards

Knox just talks about Chris

Neil is the sweetest one who generally keeps a conversation without flirting the whole time (cough cough charlie once again)

-Charlie invites you along to a dead poet meeting and Cameron just says

"Guys, do we really need MORE members"

-Charlie just puts him in his place (as per usual)

-anyway...later that night ya'll sneak out to the cave

-you sit (forced) next to Charlie

"I'll protect you pretty lady ;)"

-Meeks+Pitts still watches you in awe the whole time

"Your hair just looks so...amazing"

"Yeahhh...amazing"

*giggles*

-Neil and Cameron are the only ones who actually reads from the book

-Charlie does some overdramatic performance just to impress you

-Todd rarely speaks but sometimes smiles at you (cutiepie)

-what does knox do? Oh I wonder...TALKS ABOUT CHRIS THE WHOLE TIME!!!

-After they notice you getting sleepy ya'll sneak back into the school

-then you all go back to your dorms and fall asleep

[circeyoru]

I just love all your unwanted soul content it's hilarious and cute I was wondering if you could do my request if you can

What would happen if reader gave this really cool radio to alastor in one of their dates and he accidentally leaves outside in the hotel lobby and someone breaks it

Go to MASTERLIST for the works. This ask is for {Unwanted Souls}.

Thank you for saying that! So happy to see you guys like my writing and story!! Happy to do the request, no worries! Just takes time~

A cute and maybe angsty moment then.

I'd say Reader/you designed the radio by yourself after long hours of research. You have actually taken apart radios before and summoned ones with your pages. But to actually gift one to Alastor, you won't and I mean will NOT settle for a summoned gift. Even though Alastor will take anything you gift him like it's a treasure from a lost century. You have a thing for giving the perfect gift and seeing the receiver's face light up like a Christmas tree. In Alastor's case, it's very very extreme affection, not that you're complaining, he makes you feel very reassured to be liked by someone you care for.

Alastor knows you put a lot of attention to the gifts and plans you make, so he takes extra care not to offend you. He did before and got your passive aggressiveness, passing it off as being 'moody' until you were like "Oh we don't need that since you think it's a waste of time!". He apologized quickly and right the wrong. Though sometimes it's just you wanting to cool down since Alastor made sense in his view.

The radio gift in question would be a mix of the two of your colours, with deer antlers at the top and feathers below. Both are symbols of you two. You added the voodoo symbols that would appear around Alastor to the surface of the radio too. How you got them was by observing Alastor very very closely when he got annoyed or angry or a bit bloodthirsty. Alastor treasures it so. He fainted when he first got it. Took him a while to regain consciousness and he nearly fainted again when you showed him it was channeled to his screaming broadcast.

Yeah... Him leaving it in the lobby was a big mistake. I imagine he was listening and staring at it while you were out or just didn't want him around (like maybe bathing?), so he got the next best thing. The precious gift you gave him, made by your delicate hands. How he left it unattented, uhhh, maybe Charlie asked for something or maybe there was another random attack on the hotel.

(it wouldn't be the hotel crew that breaks it cause it's obvious to them that was a big no no)

Either way, Alastor saw that the radio was broken.

Haha. Alastor's gonna be the big bad wolf. He destroys anything in sight while his giant hands cradle the broken radio that was his. Charlie and the others definitely tried to reassure him they'll help fix it. It'll be good as new!

Impossible! You took weeks learning about radios and months perfecting this! He saw glimpses of it, but gave you privacy so the built-up surprise was even better when you gift it to him. Now? Now it's BROKEN! HOW DARE!

When you came back and found Alastor in his raging mode, you were confused. Charlie immediately rushed over to you to ask for your help, you asked her to explain first since Alastor wouldn't be like that for no reason. Ahh, so someone broke the radio you gave him. Luckily, it was made by your hand, so nothing you can't fix.

You got over to Alastor and called out to him. You didn't even need to shout loud and his eyes snapped to you. He leaned down, his eyes showing you shame and sadness that no one else would be able to tell. You told him to show you the radio, he shakingly did, partly scared that you'd yell at him for not taking care of it.

But you knew how much attention he put into catering the gift after he got it. It was like a mother treating a newborn. So you got your pages ready and fixed it in a flash.

You hugged onto the renewed radio and smile, "Now why don't you blow off some steam, don't take too long."

And Alastor was off to deliver judgment.

[a-dauntless-daffodil]

inspired by @alastcrs's chaggie comic, a sequel of sorts XD

Vaggie: "Sweetie, tell me you didn't give Sir Pentious dating advice."

Charlie: "No? I didn't?"

Vaggie: "Then babe what did you do?"

Charlie: "I just showed you off a little~"

Vaggie: (groaning) "The picture thing? The, have you seen my girlfriend joke? Again?"

Charlie: "Yep! Why?"

Vaggie: "We have to go save Pentious from Cherri Bomb."

Charlie: "Why would we need to- oh no. Oh, noooo-"

Vaggie: "Oh fucking yes."

-elsewhere and in danger-

Sir Pentious: (at random sinner) "Have you sssseen Miss Cherri Bomb~? Ssshe-"

Cherri Bomb: "DUDE WHATE THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!?"

Sir Pentious: "-ah, I am, apprecsssiating you-?"

Cherri Bomb: "BY HELPING THE BOUNTRY HUNTERS FIND ME???"

Sir Pentious: "What- no! No I only, I wassss merely-"

Cherri Bomb: "THAT'S MY WANTED POSTER, DICK HEAD!"

Sir Pentious: "Well. Ah. Yesss."

Cherri Bomb: "GIVE IT HERE SO I CAN BURN IT"

Sir Pentious: (clutching wanted poster to chest) "Pleassse Cherri, noooo! It issssss, the only quality photo of you that I possessss-!"

Cherri Bomb: "Then just ASK me for another one like a normal person! Or stalk me like a normal creep! ANYTHING THAT DOESN'T END WITH WITH ME STUFFED AND MOUNTED ON SOME OVERLORD'S FUCKING WALL!!! Like, fuck- do you KNOW how much important shit I've blown up???"

Sir Pentious: "Oh yessss! You are very accomplissshed!" (beaming) "The weaponsss casssche last from year was essspecssially beautiful! All thossse, ssssecondary explosionssss...~"

Cherri Bomb: "YOU'RE gonna be a secondary explosion if you don't hand that poster over Right Now."

Sir Pentious: "Erm, before I do ssso... might I humbly requessst a replasscement photo of-"

Cherri Bomb: "No." (lights fuse) "Let go or go sky high with it."

Sir Pentious: "AH-!"

Charlie: (running) "Pen!" (skids to stop and grabs vaggie) "Holy shit that's a bomb- PEN JUST LET IT GO!!!"

Vaggie: "Pentious drop and take cover! It's not worth it!"

Sir Pentious: "But- sssshe ISSS worth-"

Cherri Bomb: "Bye bitch." (tosses bomb) (Runs)

Sir Pentious: "Ah, ssh-"

KABLOOMY

Vaggie: "...."

Charlie: "......"

Vaggie: "...we're gonna add self-worth sessions and healthy relationship boundary workshops to the hotel activities list, yeah?"

Charlie: "Oh yes. Definitely."

(splat) (splatter) (Splotch)

Charlie: "After, um, after Pen's collected himself a bit."

Vaggie: "Yeah... Maybe hold back on the 'i love my girlfriend' jokes around him too?"

Charlie: "....I'll." (pained grimace) "Try."

Vaggie: "All I ask, babe." (smooches her cheek) "C'mon. Let's gather up our snake man and head home."

Charlie: (sighs) "It would've worked if he'd just had a better picture-"

Vaggie: "Charlie."

Charlie: "They're cute together! He's all over her- it's adorable!"

Vaggie: "He's all over the street right now."

Charlie: "She used one of her better bombs on him this time." (picks up an arm and part of pentious's tail) "That has to mean something, right??"

Vaggie: "More work for us."

Charlie: "Hmm~ I bet you they kiss before the next extermination~"

Vaggie: "Sweetie." (grabs other arm and the torso) "If they kiss before one of them DIES I'll count it as your win."

Charlie: "No other time limit?"

Vaggie: "None."

Charlie: "And the prize if I win...?"

Vaggie: "Extra kisses. And I'll join your Cherri x Pentious group chat."

Charlie: "DEAL!"

Vaggie & Charlie: (shake pentious's hands over it)

-one kiss and death later-

>user (SpearOfSappho) has joined group BOMBSIRWAY FOREVR!!!

SpearOfSappho: hey

cute'n'cuddlycapricorn: ;-;

SpearOfSappho: charlie im so sorry

SpearOfSappho: would the extra kisses help?

cute'n'cuddlycapricorn: ! THEY KISSED AND NO ONE EVEN TOOK ANY PICS OF IT!!!!

SpearOfSappho: oh

cute'n'cuddlycapricorn: ANGEL x DEMON EMEMIES TO FRIENDS TO LOVERS SLOW BURN STAR CROSSED ROMANCE 100k LETS FUCKING GOOOOO!!!!!!!!

[vylad243]

Have some random headcanons

● My Vaggie & my Vox would totally handshake and agree on one thing

Hating themselves

Charlie and Alastor are only a little stressed over it

● Husk one time spent 3 hours telling Alastor that he doesn't have a crush on Angel and Alastor just said 'Your soul disagrees' and sent Husk into a spiral of "Why the fuck is he stalking my soul?" And "why is my soul betraying me?"

● Charlie and Alastor wear heels because their hooves inconvenience them and it works out well for them

● Lucifer forgets he has hooves because he hasn't taken his shoes off since his wife left him. Depression is a bitch. Once he finally took them off in the hotel he freaked out because "Oh shit, I have those!"

● Velvette taught Niffty how to blackmail after Vox and Alastor said she couldn't have an extra cookie

● Vox has grounded Velvette

● Vark has a nick in his tail from his fight with Alastor

● Alastor is colourblind

● Vox used to only see in black and white until he upgraded his head

● Emily doesn't have an angel form anymore but does have a demontic form

● Angel and Cherri have placed bets on different things around the hotel about everyone's relationships

● When Alastor finally remade his red staff, he carried it around for a solid month and refused to put it down

● Yes Vox had to sleep with the red mic.

● the mic bullied Vox for a about 20 minutes before it was lectured and told that Vox and Alastor were dating

● Charlie decided to mimic Alastor's idea and made a necklace for Vaggie

● Vaggie also made one for Charlie

● Cherri got something in her eye, and it was stuck in there for 30 minutes, and she almost cried

● Vox accidentally set the kitchen on fire and got banned from cooking and baking

● Angel recorded Vox setting the kitchen on fire

● Velvette uploaded the video to Vox's Voxstagram

● He hasn't been able to live it down

● Alastor taught Emily how to cook and bake

● Emily cut her hair short after she fell because she wanted a 'new beginning'

● Emily is scared of the dark

● Vox sometimes stands outside during the acid rain storms to absorb any electricity, and if people get too close, he lights up the whole sky with electricity

● Bee keeps crashing at the hotel and pulling pranks on Vox

● Everyone has been unsuccessful in stopping her

● whenever the power goes out, they flock to Vox and Bee because they glow

● Lucifer once tripped over nothing and fell on his face

● Bee and Lucifer talk about what heaven was like before they fell. Sometimes Emily joins in

[dennisboobs]

i don't think i've discussed this on tumblr before outside of a few offhand mentions, but a while back i put together scraps pointing to the fact that all of dennis' erotic memoirs were written while he was in high school, primarily backed up by the fact that the two additional memoirs posted on the official paddy's pub blog as well as the other two that were adapted into a dvd extra, which either directly mention this

(which makes him 16-17) and explicitly ends with him allegedly having sex with multiple adult women and a tiger, or implies it – dennis saying he drank 12 mugs of "mead" then later saying it was "brandywine", which is very much not mead while also specifically mentioning a non-alcoholic beer sign. the NJ location of medieval times opened in '90; he mentions going with A Companion (which was probably a date he drove there, not mac or charlie,) so I'd place this around the same time (16-17), after he got his license, but before he was legal drinking age.

when he first reads from his memoirs in 4x09, he narrates one that states "she was much, much older than me", and in the dvd extras he also recounts sleeping with a "matronly" japanese woman who also ended up being a "good deal older" than he had thought she was, and notably says, "nestled in her ample womb, i became a man" which has. certain implications.* in the second dvd extra he also says "i'm pretty sure i was her first" re: the random woman who he's picked up, which i'd say was originally written and intended to have taken place when he was significantly younger. obviously the reenactment has them both as 30-something yr old adults, but smut film also has him reprising the role of his 14 year old self, so it's not without precedent. he also starts off saying this is from chapter two, and the prior story was from chapter one, implying both are extremely early on in the memoirs

there's also the fact that charlie had stolen the memoirs for an unspecified length of time, long enough for dennis to comment on how long it'd been since he'd seen them. we can assume he likely stopped writing the memoirs entirely once he got his recording setup, which would've been around the time he moved in with mac somewhere around '98 when they bought the bar, putting him around 21/22. but the earliest memoir we know of dates back to 1991, when he was 14, then another confirmed to be in 1993/1994. additionally we only see him adding to the book when he's institutionalized (which is implied to have been some sort of hallucination, so it's arguable that even happened) and in the dvd extras (with a quill but no ink, so i don't know how that would've worked).

tldr; dennis sleeping with older women while underage was a pattern, possibly before klinsky, definitely after, and all but one of his memoirs seem to explicitly detail this abuse.

*i'm fairly certain this was his account of losing his virginity, and i believe this predates klinsky. if this truly is "chapter one" of the book, then it's more or less confirmed, but this memoir is also an interesting outlier because dennis actually has an emotional reaction after sex and goes back on his ~pinkie promise~ about not falling in love with her. just like with klinsky, she's portrayed as alluring (something that makes up for her age in dennis' eyes, also similar to the memoir snippet we hear him read in 4x09) and there's a heavy focus on her being motherly, but she is very much depicted as predatory as well (particularly via editing choices – clearly depicting her as a cougar – but also dennis' narration), with her seducing him, then Separating Entirely.

[kylie-writes-stuff]

heyyy was wondering if you did hcs and if you did could I request dating charlie kelly ones?? i cannot stop thinking thoughts

dating charlie kelly hcs!!

a/n: AHHH i love this i have so so many thoughts!! these are like my personal hcs but i still hope these make sense and i have a good grasp on his character. i think i do after watching 15 seasons multiple times but idk. let me know! thank you and i hope you enjoy it!! <33

not my gif!

charlie absolutely adores you!! he looks at you and just has absolute heart eyes

he’s also very obsessive (to a certain extent, not like with the waitress (unless you’re into that))

when you first met, god, he was so awkward. he thought he was constantly making a fool of himself but you found him very endearing :)

sometimes still can’t believe that you’re actually together

he LOVES stealing getting you gifts whenever he can

he hangs onto every word you say so he knows your interests very well. when he sees anything related to them, wether it be a shirt, a keychain, action figures, or even just little trinkets he think you’d like, he just has to get it for you

you get little gifts for him too and he loves them. cherishes each and every one

charlie’s doesn’t really like being touched but you’re definitely an exception

especially after coming home from a long day of doing charlie work at the bar. all he wants is for you to hold him and run your fingers through his hair while some random show plays on the TV

he’s the only one who ever actually does work at Paddy’s, but if you work with the gang he 100% procrastinates just so he can spend time talking to you at the bar

always trying to get you on board with whatever latest scheme him, or the gang, has because he just always wants to spend time with you. doesn’t matter what you guys are doing

dennis often flirts with you, mainly just to get on charlie’s nerves, and you always turn him down. charlie trusts you more than he’s ever trusted anyone (besides maybe Mac), but he can’t help but still feel possessive

not a big fan of PDA but will always wrap an arm around your waist or shoulder as his little way of saying “hey back off, they’re mine”

will also brush against your arm and leave just little touches throughout the day, especially when no one else is around

not that he doesn’t like showing affection in front of others!! he’s not like embarrassed or anything. in fact, he loves showing you off

he would just rather save all the cuddly stuff for when you guys are alone, away from the worries of the world

i feel like one of his main love languages is definitely acts of service.

oh you’re afraid of spiders? he’s immediately squashing them with his shoe the second he sees one in your apartment

will try to make you dinner. it usually goes fine but if he ends up burning it then, hey, it’s the thought that counts. you’re still super appreciative and give him a hug and kiss, before ordering take out for the two of you

anything he can do for you, he will do for you. even if it’s something as simple as getting you a beer from the fridge after a long day

if you’re always sleepy in the morning, he knows that about you. when you tiredly get out of bed, forced to start your day, he’ll wrap an arm around your waist and pull you back into bed. he’ll mumble something about a few more minutes and the two of you just stay in bed for a while, content in each other’s arms.

he loves to just observe you. like if you’re running around the bar, serving drinks, he’ll just watch and admire you.

the two of you absolutely adore each other. the gang teases you often but you guys don’t care. and the gang will never flat out admit it, but they’re happy for the both of you :)

little extra i think about often:

charlie has a soft spot for cats. if you happen to be a cat person too? you two are definitely going to the shelter and adopting one together

you’re content spending the majority of your time at home with just charlie and your cat. and so is he

he loves the gang, of course, but you’re his sanctuary. his safe place amongst all the chaos in his life.

spending time together on the couch, eating snacks and watching movies, with your cat cuddled up on your lap, is the perfect night to both of you <33

[ccuurriioossiittyy]

Chapter 472: fill the void (edward scissorhands)

Tuesday, February 27, 2024

Griffen was out of town pretty much all last week, so we had to postpone our dinner date but we were chatting on and off that whole week and wanted to make plans to see each other again. He ended up inviting me, Alexia, John, Ida, and Charlie to a concert tonight with a few of the guys on his team to go see Billy Joel at MSG. They had a box and it was kinda random but it would be fun!

Honestly, things with him were going really well. I felt so good that we hit it off so quickly and both of us were clearly interested in seeing where this goes.

We were going to pre at Ida and Charlie's place in Hell's Kitchen since it was ten minutes away from the venue.

For the concert, I wore a see-through black laced tank top with a black skirt and some knee-high boots and had my hair slicked back in a ponytail. I made sure my apartment was extra clean when I left because Griff was staying over at mine tonight since he didn't wanna trek back to Brooklyn... And honestly, I was so excited to see him... I missed him!

He was out of town for games all last week, was back for a home game on Saturday, then played in Dallas last night and was off to Detroit tomorrow for a Thursday game. He was busy! But then his next two games were at home so I definitely would be seeing more of him.

Alexia and John picked me up, we got to Ida's where she had pizza and drinks ready for us all. We got there before any of the boys and Charlie was meeting us at the concert after work and we all just chatted.

"I think we're gonna stay in the city this summer," said Alexia looking at John.

"It's always so busy, I need to stay in town," he shrugged as we all were sipping on champagne and my heart was racing, waiting for Griffen to be here.

"Do you know where you're working?" Asked Ida. "Like your residency is with the same surgeon?"

"Mhm," Alexia nodded.

"I can't wait to have a bestie whose a plastic surgeon," she laughed.

"Right?!" I agreed elbowing Lex.

"Don't fucking let me touch you guys for like, five years, at least!" She exclaimed.

"You're doing my tits after I have kids," I said sipping my champagne and John muttered "Jesus" under his breath.

We played some music, just chatted, got out a stack of cards and were loosely playing King's Cup for a bit when Griffen and the boys showed up.

He looked amazing as he always did, chewing gum, walking in with his crew of tall, jacked men, carrying his beers. We all hugged allthe boys, John dabbed them up, and when Griff came over to me he wrapped me in his arms and I took a big inhale to his cologne.

Missed this. Missed him.

"Hey Megs," he said as I held onto his back.

"Hey you," I smirked looking up at him as he kissed my forehead.

Shortly after their arrival, we took some shots, played a drinking game or two before our driver's came and we had to go. Thankfully because we were in a box we got to go in the special entrance at MSG so it was a smooth entry and we didn't need to worry about being seen and we got escorted to our box, Griff holding my hand the entire way there.

It was going to be a fun night, I could feel it. I really liked hanging out with this group of boys and a handful of them had brought their girlfriends (meeting us at the box), who I got to meet and Griff introduced me to them which also made me excited.

From what I had heard the whole "WAG" family was pretty hard to break into and the wives and girlfriends were used to random bitches coming and going, but they were so lovely to me and asking how me and Griffen met. So it made me feel good to be accepted. I also wanted them to like me because it would reflect well onto Griffen.

"I can't believe we're here," I giggled to Matt as we sat in the leather chairs as Billy finished Piano Man, "I never thought I'd be at a Billy Joel concert," I laughed.

"Not your speed?" Laughed Matt.

"Not particularly," I smirked.

"Me neither, to be honest," laughed Matt. "This was Ilya's doing!"

"Ah!" I nodded, looking over and seeing Alexia sitting on John's lap, giggling and kissing... They were smashed.

"Here you go," said Griff from behind me, handing me another tequila soda.

"Thanks Griff!" I exclaimed, as he leaned against my seat, putting his arm around my shoulder and I put my arm around his waist. "Are you having fun?" I asked Griffen, looking up at him.

"Loads," he smiled down at me before sipping his beer.

He was so perfect, from every angle. He looked so cute in his big t-shirt and backwards hat, and I could see his chain sitting in front of the Jacquemus logo.

Sexy.

Suddenly, the keys to Vienna begin to play.

"Oh! I actually know this one too!" I exclaimed popping up from the chair excitedly.

We all then stood up at the edge of the box to get the best view as Vienna begin to play, Griffen standing on a platform behind me, his arms wrapped around my neck, and I held onto his hands with my free hand, holding my drink in the other, swaying and singing along. We all as a crowd sung along together, laughing, and toward the end of the song Griffen leaned forward and kissed me.

I loved how public he was being with me in front of his friends. He was proud to show me off.

At the end of the song, when the crowd was cheering I turned around and we kissed for a bit, both so drunk, and ready to go home to be alone together.

"You're coming back to mine after, right?" I asked my arms around his neck.

"Am I?" He smirked.

"You are." I responded.

"If you say so," he said as he leaned forward and pecked me. "Come on, let's go get a drink."

He took me by the hand and we disappeared into the back of the box where Matt, Alexia, and Ilya were chatting after the song.

"Well, that was fucking awesome," laughed Ilya as we walked over.

"That was pretty cool," agreed Matt sipping a beer.

"John and I are probably going to head out," said Alexia looking at her phone.

"Why? No Stout for you?" Asked Ilya.

"I have class in the morning," she frowned. "And I am dragging John home with me, sorry boys."

"You coming Smith?" Asked Matt.

Griffen and I both looked at each other and I knew based on the look on our faces we both just wanted to go home and fuck. Alexia clearly could tell too because she just laughed and walked away.

"Okay, I see how it is," laughed Matt.

"No Stout Meg?" Asked Ilya.

"I don't even know what that is."

"Great pub food not too far from here," replied Griff putting his arm around my shoulder. "I dunno, I think we were just going to head back to Meg's, order some food and get to bed," he shrugged.

"I have never seen this man turn down Stout!" Exclaimed Matt.

I laughed looking at Griffen, I still wanted to be chill and give him the option.

"We can go-?" I started.

"Yes Meg!" Clapped Matt.

"We'll see, we'll see," said Griffen.

We didn't stay. I would have been more inclined if Ida was going but her and Charlie were heading back home too and I really didn't want to intrude on a team and their wives night. Plus, Griffen seemed pretty adamant on just heading back to mine. So we called our car and headed back to my apartment.

I sat in the middle seat of the SUV, legs crossed typing on my phone just responding to some texts as Griffen had his hand on my thigh.

"I swear my voice is gone," I croaked, putting my hand to my throat, looking up from my phone and at Griff and he chuckled as the slight rasp in my voice.

"I thought you didn't know any of his songs?"

"I really don't! I don't know why I can't speak... I hope I'm not getting sick."

"Me too," he agreed, resting his head on my shoulder and I smiled.

"You're fucked. If I'm sick, you're sick."

"I know." He agreed. "I'm going to order us food, what do we want?" He asked taking out his phone and pulling out his Uber Eats app.

"If we order it and we're already home, you have to go down to the lobby and get it."

"No! You get it," he laughed.

"Why would I get it?!" I chuckled.

"Its your apartment, you're more familiar. I'm new here."

"Oh shut the fuck up," I laughed.

"Fine, then we go together... Maybe if I order it now it will be there when we arrive?"

"No, we're only ten minutes away... I want pizza."

"Okay, I'm down."

We scrolled together on his UberEats and then picked our pizza order, with fries, and cookies. We got to my apartment, I put on pyjamas, while Griffen had to be in his jeans and t-shirt. We cuddled and watched some episodes of Modern Family while waiting, then when the food came Griffen went down and got it (as I knew he would) and then when it arrived, we mucked it.

Wednesday, February 28, 2024

We laid on my couch, under the blanket, both of us having heavy eyes... If he was going to not have sex with me tonight then he liked me. It would confirm everything I felt. That this was just so much more than sex and that we actually had a good connection.

I let out a loud exhale.

"Tired?" Said Griff.

"What gave it away?" I giggled, as the TV was the only thing lighting up the room.

"The big dramatic yawn," he chuckled, my feet on his lap, as I turned my head to look at him.

"It wasn't dramatic," I smirked, flipping onto my back and he looked at me.

"You're cute."

"So are you," I replied, batting my eyes.

It had been awhile since I felt like this.

"Do you know what time it is? I've lost my phone," I said using my hands to feel around on the couch.

He pulled his phone out of his pocjets.

"12:54," he replied.

"It's the last day in February then."

"Indeed." He said, "wanna head to bed?" He asked.

"Only if you do," I shrugged.

"C'mon," he exhaled, lifting my feet off him. "Let's go."

We got up, went to my washroom, washed our faces, brushed our teeth and I changed into my little tank top and booty short pyjamas while Griffen was just in his underwear and we crawled into my bed. He asked me to give him a face massage, so I sat on his lap, as he leaned against my headboard as I gently massages his perfect porcelain skin, letting my thumbs rub against his stubble.

"You're good with your hands" he said, his eyes closed and I chuckled.

"So I've been told."

Toward the end I leaned forward and slowly kissed his lips and it was so silent and there was only the sound of us kissing.

I leaned back and Griffen looked at me and tucked my hair behind his ear.

He leaned forward and began to kiss me more passionately, before he pushed me off of him and I sat there watching him get on his knees and tower over me before he pinned me on the bed,

"Show me how badly you want it," he muttered into my ear in a low voice.

* * *

I laid in bed, on Griffen's warm, bare chest, as he stroked my hair.

"What's the worst thing you've ever done?" I asked.

"Hphm," chuckled Griffen. "What kinda question is that?"

"It's a half drunk, half asleep, post sex, kinda question."

"Valid," said Griffen. "I dunno. I've treated some girls pretty bad, been. big, big dick," he laughed. "I've punched a few guys."

"That's not so terrible."

"I guess not... What about you?"

"Got so into drugs I nearly killed myself," I chuckled. "That's probably top tier... No hurting others, just myself."

"That's probably not true. Definitely affected those around you."

"Oh yeah, for sure... I was actually engaged when I did that."

"What!?" Laughed Griff in disbelief. "You're a baby, how on earth have you been engaged?"

"I was young and stupid. I wasn't even 20, it's too fucked to get into."

"High school boyfriend?"

"Something like that," I smirked.

Boyfriend? No, groomer.

"Is it bad I think it's kinda sexy you got addicted to something so euphoric?" He chuckled moving his hand to my bare back.

"I've never heard it be coined as sexy, but I like the spin on it... To be fair, the thought of you getting in fights is sexy."

"You've seen me play hockey, you've definitely seen that before," he chuckled.

"Yeah, but off the ice... That's different... Just high school scuffs?"

"Something like that," he said repeating my tone and cadence and I laughed.

"Touche."

"Honestly Meg, I don't talk about this much. But I beat the shit out of my dad... He was cheating on my mom. Found out heading into my junior year of high school, overheard my parents and just fucking lost it."

"Oh my God," I said softly popping my head up from his chest. "I mean that's a lot more serious, I don't give a fuck that it was your dad, he deserved it... But the whole cheating thing, that's a lot."

"Turns out he'd been doing it for years, but I just went back and lost it. He was on the ground, one of my good buddies, Clay, he was there and pulled me off of him. It was so fucked, my dad tried calling the cops on me but my mom just stepped in." He trembled through the words, not even looking at me but staring straight ahead at my ceiling.

"They split shortly after and I haven't really seen him since. My brother still talks to him but I couldn't even look at him..."

"Has he reached out at all?"

"He's tried, only since I got big and he could get something from me... I mean he's a fuck up, he was an alcoholic and had been doing fucked shit since I was a kid, getting so drunk, home late, drunk driving while in the car with my brother and I. Fucking would do crazy ass shit if I didn't play hockey well. Left me in a parking lot whenever I didn't play a good enough, I'd be like twelve and he'd tell me to figure out myself how to get home... Then when I played well, he was so proud of me, would spend the rest of the day with me, let me do whatever... So much fucking back and forth, didn't realize how much it fucked with me," he sighed shaking his head.

I let him speak, didn't interrupt. I was touched he trusted me so much.

"I'm rambling," he smirked looking at me finally.

"I'm listening."

He leaned forward and kissed my forehead, placing my head back on his chest.

"My mom was the only one who I knew what I was getting, only consistent parent. So when I found out what my dad had been doing it to her, I just lost it. I blacked out. And I wouldn't even take any of it back... I'd do it again to be honest, Meg."

"I can't imagine how tough it was."

"Would have been better to not even have had a father than to have him."

"Maybe," I nodded softly.

I kissed his chest and pulled him into a hug.

And he hugged me back, both of us on the side of our stomachs, our bodies pressed together.

"He was inconsistent, with everyone. And sometimes I think i got that, the worst of him, I think I got. Inconsistent with how I play, inconsistent with my habits, how I even am with girlfriends.. That bastard fucked me up," he laughed, although both of us knew none of this was funny.

"I mean you're incredibly self aware."

"Every girl I've ever fucked has told me the same thing. At some point I realized they weren't crazy bitches, at least not with that, and thought there may be some truth to it... I don't even know why I'm saying all this."

"It came up," I muttered into his chest.

"I've turned out pretty okay though, all things considered."

"And your mum?"

"She remarried, a great guy. David. He's been more of a father to me than my dad ever was."

"Good, I'm glad. She deserves that."

"She does."

"Not me though, she doesn't deserve me, I'm a monster."

"No Griffen, don't even say that."

"I do some pretty fucked things Meg, you just haven't been around long enough to see it. I'm probably going to do something fucked to you, I'm a creature of habit." He chuckled

"No. Not a monster. You're just a broken man," I replied. He wasn't scaring me. But him sharing his trauma was pulling me in even more, everything he said made so much sense, and I could see how he was so hot and cold.

I ran my fingers up and down his back, scratching it.

"God, you could get me to tell you anything with that," he mumbled, referring to the back scratches.

"I'm not gonna pry." I replied softly.

He exhaled before rolling onto his back and letting go of me as he rubbed his face with both hands and I sat up on my side, watching him curiously.

"Griff, you okay?"

"Yeah, yeah," he responded. "I don't really know what I told you any of that," he chuckled moving his hands onto his stomach as he stared at the ceiling.

"I'm not gonna say anything-"

"No, no, it's not that," he smirked looking at me.

Was he regretting opening up just moments later?

"Just not, something I like doing, or going over. It's all good Meg."

"We'll never talk about it again," I shrugged.

"Yeah," he nodded, before sitting up and holding onto my face and kissing my head.

We both then got under the covers, Griffen pulling my big duvet over us both and I turned onto my side and he kissed my shoulder and then put his leg on top of mine and I closed my eyes.

I was glad he trusted me enough to tell me that, even if he later regretted it... Also, knowing that information made things very clear to me. A lot of his behaviour made sense... He liked me, he just was not sure how he should behave and his trauma definitely made him scared to get close to people, let alone let his guard down enough to like someone and fall in love.

I still liked him so much. I liked him even more.

Hours after falling asleep, I woke up in the night, rolling over half asleep, my eyes still shut, wanting to go back to sleep and I could no longer feel Griff around me. I turned over and reached my arms out and could feel the sheets pulled back.

I half-opened my eyes to see a glass of water on his side of the bed and the sheets moved to the side... He was in the washroom.

I exhaled, closing my eyes again and tucking my arms into my body.

* * *

My phone dinged a few times, before it finally woke me up. I opened my eyes and grabbed my phone from the side of my bed, where it was tucked in between my bedframe and mattress as I looked at the time.

"Sorry," I whispered, turning my phone on silent. I wondered how long it had been dinging before I woke up...

9:47 a.m.

I had a Zoom meeting in a few hours and I need to go over and make some notes for. I skipped through the notifications, all from Kelly, Walker and Noelle, before putting my phone on do not disturb.

I looked over to the other side. It was empty. The glass of water was still there, sheets still pulled back.

My heart sank and my chest felt like it collapsed on itself.

He'd left. He just had gotten up and left... Why didn't he wake me up?

Why did he go?

I wanted to cry.

Why wasn't he there? Why did he just run out without saying anything? It felt so rude.

Was it something I said? Did I not handle the conversation about his dad well?

My train of focus switched from my thoughts to my physical expression when I felt a tear fall from both of my eyes and could feel the muscle strain from my face pouting but trying to hold it in.

I quickly grabbed my phone again and looked for a text, or a miss call, even a DM from him... Just for some indication that he left or why. But there was nothing.

And when I saw there was nothing, the shitty feeling of waking up alone sunk in, and I just begin to cry. I had never had this happen. I've never had some guy just run out of me and not say anything.

I never thought I would take something like this so personally but I did... And I just couldn't help but cry.

This was an awful feeling...

Was this it? Was I ever going to see him again?

I hated to admit it, but I would be really sad if that was it. I didn't mean to get so attached, but I really liked him from the get go. He made me feel something I hadn't felt in a while. We had good conversations, good chemistry, great sex, and our friends got along. I wasn't really ready for that to be over, and if that was it... Then I was going to be left really sad and heart broken.

As stupid as it was - because we really had not known each other for long - I really liked him and felt good about where we were going.

God, and how embarrassing this was. For him to just leave like that.

I just felt so used. And honestly, I felt stupid.

I let myself cry and be sad for a few more minutes, hiding with my hands over my head, before I knew I had to get ready for my day.

I showered, cleaned my room, got ready, threw in some laundry, then sat in my office making notes for my on my meeting, all while anxiously picking up my phone every five minutes, just hoping Griffen would just say something.

About thirty minutes before my meeting, I just felt so sick. I felt so anxious that my appetite had gone out the door and I had that awful, deep knot in my stomach... I just needed to turn off my phone and accept that it really might be it and we might be done.

But right now I had work to do and I needed to focus. I could be sad and spiral tomorrow.

Maybe going on that trip to Turks wouldn't be so bad after all?

"Good morning everyone!" I exclaimed, putting on a big smile and a cheerful voice as I joined the Zoom call to discuss my potential collaboration and campaign with Aritzia.

* * *

When the call ended, after about an hour and a half going over contract terms, which my obligations and the timelines might be, etc., I got off the call and stretched.

I was excited. Aritzia was one of my favourite brands growing up, it still was. And they had never done a collaboration like this with anybody, maybe campaigns with Kendall and Emma Chamberlain, but never a design and campaign with a model... I think because I was Canadian too it was a good precedent.

The excitement and anticipation to receive the contract quickly wore off when I picked up my phone and it didn't instantly light up... because it was off. Because it was off because I was so bothered by not seeing Griff text me.

I felt sick again.

God, why was I being like this? We weren't even officially a thing.

I unlocked my phone and it was still silent, nothing from Griffen and the hole in my heart got bigger.

How could this already be over? We didn't even get a fair shot?

I went to Instagram and my fan accounts that I followed were popping off and exploding all over my timeline and even friends of mine had dm'd me something. Once I saw the photos or the cover of the Instagram Reels I knew exactly what it was.

"Fuck me," I muttered to myself.

I felt really fucking stupid about this all now.

Before I even could click the videos, I saw someone had dm'd me a link to the Daily Mail article and Instagram photo, so iIwent to the Daily Mail article... They always had such nonsense, but had ever single tiny piece of information.

I clicked the video titled, "Megan Kerr and Islander's forward Griffen Smith KISS at Billy Joel", and it was a clip, filmed from someone in the crowd, below us, showing Griffen and I swaying to Vienna, me kissing his hand, and then us turning around and kissing... I mean, it was kinda cringe... But we both were so drunk.

Also, at least we both looked hot. He looked so sexy and perfect, and I was looking very sexy and happy so whatever, if there was any video to be out there, I am glad it was this. He looked obsessed with me.

It made me feel less crazy because he looked into me so now when I had to deal with the fact we were done, people wouldn't think I just got ghosted... Because he looked so into me.

Obviously, I would prefer to have nobody in the world know, but it was what it was.

I wonder if Griff had seen it. And if so, did he think I had leaked this or approved of this to get his attention? Hopefully he'd be smart enough to know how this shit worked and I would know better than to leak a video of myself.

Nobody really had anything substantive to say online, just all these "are they? Aren't they?" theories online, and then DeuxMoi saying this is the first they had heard about it.

I wondered if Daniel had seen it... Even if he did he probably wouldn't care... But I still hoped it would hurt him just a little bit and he would have time to think about what he lost. Especially that I was making out with someone so much sexier than him who also were good at their job and a professional athlete who could perform at their job... Something he still struggled to do.

I went about my day, went to a pilates class, got some groceries and then walking into my lobby I was stopped by the concierge.

"Ah! Miss Kerr," said the front deskman, one who was only there once or twice a week.

"Hi," I smiled taking my airpod out as I held the brown paper bag in my hand.

"Something came for you," he said.

"Oh," I paused walking over to the desk.

He turned around and went into a backroom.

I looked down at my phone to see no more notifications and I just went from feeling sad and stupid to angry.

When the man came back he was holding probably 40 roses in brown wrapping with a string and my jaw dropped a little.

"Oh!" I exclaimed.

He handed me the roses that came with a note attached to it and I briefly looked at it to decide whether I should take these or not.

I didn't read it but just saw a " - Griff" on them and a smile grew on my face.

"Thank you so much," I said looking up a the gentleman and I could now read his name tag, "Cecil."

"Of course Ms. Kerr, do you need a hand getting to the elevator?"

"No, thank you so much." I smiled.

I walked into the elevator, feeling ten pounds lighter. I don't even know what the note said but this guy had just sent me like fifty roses. I felt a bit silly carrying all these roses but it was super thoughtufl.

I paused and took a photo of myself holding up the bouquet of roses in the mirror in the elevator and then practically raced to my apartment to read the note and get these in some water.

Meg,

Thanks for the pizza and chats last night. You're a lovely girl. Sorry I had to go last night. I'm not good at these things. But thanks for being you and ensuring me I'm not a monster :) Hopefully these make up for my quick exit... I'm excited for whatevers next.

- Griff

I squealed like a little girl reading that message and took a photo of it and took a zillion photos of the roses.

I wanted to call him and thank him but I was still worried about being too much, so I just texted him telling him I just got home and had a "lovely surprise" waiting for me at home.

He then being him teased me back and asked if there was enough or if he needed to send more before I could forgive him

We were so on.

[abyss-of-mine]

Parallel selves w/ their partners

🕶️: Five times a week, whenever is right. The rebel and nerd, opposites coming together for sensual and rough love making. She likes flustering Drake while ravishing him, but is never mentally prepared for his feral side.

Heated make out session to them shaking the bed after eight months of dating. The roommates were luckily out of the house during that time.

They had sex in his car once. Went into the backseat and had her holding onto the front seat as he pumped her. One of their best experiences. Another time, they were battling each other in a game while doing it and got it to the point they had to pause the game to finish.

🌈: Three times a week, morning or nighttime. Soft and loving relationship becoming a heated entanglement of bodies and loud moans. Then immediately goes back to being a wholesome couple.

After a year of dating, Annalise voiced her desire to her girlfriend and offered an option to try out before possibly doing it. Feeling nervous and excited, Charlie gave it some thought before agreeing.

They never done it in the living room, dining room or shed because the living room and dining room are for guests and the shed has possible dangerous tools. One time, someone came to the house and heard moaning behind the house. Acted like they didn't know what he was saying about, and still kept using the garden afterwards.

⛰️: Almost daily, whenever is a good time. Traveling companions to lovers who's always too much into each other. They trust one another with their life and will anything to not be separated.

A normal night in their tent when Scout's feelings got the best of them and Wendy noticed which led to a confession from both parties. Then showed their affection towards each other through physical intimate as a new couple.

The toys they have are from the random items they found and turned into the adult toys, items like metal pipe, deer antler, leg bone. (They cleaned them and made the items safe to use, don't worry.) Sometimes warms or chills the pipe for better experiences. Have tried vibration from a machine they came across and sat on it which led to them enjoying it together.

💧: Daily, whenever they can. Individuals surviving in a cold world that has nothing but sadness, find love and embrace each other in physical intimacy. It's a coping mechanism.

Quinn overhead her denying her feelings towards them on the phone and asked if she wanted to do it when she came back in. Carried the shy, flustered woman up the stairs and took their time with her.

There's no area in their apartment they haven't done it on, and the activities can sometimes be interesting like fingering her in front of a window. The two have had pubic sex in a less crowded space because they couldn't wait or couldn't go home immediately.

✨: Almost daily, nighttime. As the King and Queen of the Star Kingdom, it is their duty bare an heir for their kingdom, is what they tell people if they got caught doing it in one of the palace rooms. They're disgusting from how smitten they are.

Their wedding night, patiently waited until the ceremony was over to race to their bedroom and embrace each other. Have touched each other before marriage, but never connected until their wedding.

They sometimes sneak around the palace to try new places to do it in: throne room, meeting room, garden. They wanted to spice up their nighttime activity, and were curious on how it would feel to worry about being found out. They also like playing with the other while they work.

🍪: Almost daily, nighttime. Highschool sweethearts, feeling safe and trusted in each other's arms and don't want to be separated from each other. They're so smitten with one another, they have to make passionate love before sleeping.

Senior year, the two were getting extra touchy with each other for a long while and saw the opportunity when his sister's soccer team went out for pizza. His mother knew what was going when they said they were heading to the house and embarrassed them for a bit before wishing them luck.

They rarely did it during the rest of highschool or afterwards since they were living in their parents' house. However, getting their first apartment together and having that alone time, they broke in their new bed pretty quickly. The new place also brought experimentation on ways to pleasure one another.

🐼: Daily, whenever they're turned on. A panda and a snake, a strange pairing but they trust the other to take care of them. Their relationship is very intimate.

After a year of dating, they were kissing when Drake's hand got very bold and began playing with her. Once she finished, she dragged his ass to his bedroom.

One time, he had her body upside-down to eat her out and got shot in the eye when she climaxed, still finds it funny. Another time, she walked in on him riding a toy stuck to the wall of the shower because she heard him moaning and thought to surprise him. Didn't expect that. Because of that scene, she used a vibrator on him instead of her strap-on during an lustful night. He liked it.

🎨: Almost daily, morning or nighttime. Normal couple things like eating dinner together, watching TV together, seeing each other in the morning and night. Unless the partner is a freak and makes everyday satisfying, then you have Quinn and Kayden.

After eight months of their relationship, he boldly touched them and kissed them during their shower together. They both came of the bathroom satisfied.

Quinn always wears lingerie during nighttime activities and it almost stays on everytime. Morning sex is even fingering them and riding him in bed or railing them in the shower. There has been times they done it in the afternoon because Quinn is snucky.

🪷: Almost daily, morning. Morning sunshine to absorb up vitamin D through their flowers and feel the warmth on the skin while getting it on. Having a toxic flower can turn you into a freak, in a good way.

A year of being together, the two were organizing the tools in Annalise's parents' shed when it started raining. Not wanting to get wet or catch a cold, they waited for the rain to stop and took the opportunity to rebel against her parents.

There's a spot in the garden that has no plants and uneven soil, that's where they have their morning "coffee" if the day is nice or didn't want to stay in bed. Their bodies are covered in dirt afterwards and sometimes have another round in the shower.

🎬: Four times a week, morning or afternoon. The actress and barista, flirting between breaks to doing it between breaks. Because her acting career is demanding, she spends every second she can with Wendy and get in some needed closeness.

After two years of dating and a steamy movie, didn't even try to enter the bedroom when getting it on. But did run in afterwards for a second round.

The places they go for some "closeness" is Actress's dressing room or hotel room if they're traveling together to a set. One time, a cast member was knocking on the dressing room door for the next shoot while the couple were in the middle of screwing. They were annoyed at having to get done quickly.

⏱️: Five times a week, whenever is the right time. With her career of crafting clocks and having the ability to tell the time without looking, every second cannot be wasted. The perfect ability to get every last second with Zack.

Year and a half of being together, she closed her shop for the day and were doing tasks when he boldly slid his hand down her body and said some naughty words. She acted neutral and continued what she was doing, then asked him to follow her to the backroom and slammed him against the wall.

The backroom has been used a good enough during her lunch breaks, has a spot in the corner just for it. Once they done it in the shop after it closed and felt thrilled at him nailing her on the front counter. Because of her talent, she makes sure she gets everything she can from sex before climaxing.

🌆: Almost daily, morning and sometimes nighttime. Party animals that need a morning pick me up to get themselves through the day until the city comes alive at night. However, they get lucky enough to run into each other at a party and use that opportunity for another round.

Unexpected hookup in a private room at a party and were shunned when they removed their masks to see their friend. Went for a second round and decided to date.

They have accidentally done it in front of a group of people during a party and the group didn't say anything until the couple were done. They both immediately went home. Another time, they snuck in a "special" private room and had a time in there. They used the toys, oils, positions in the magazines and did whatever they could until they couldn't go anymore and went home.

💎: Daily, nighttime. Captains of their pirate crew and unexpected lovers across the sea, not letting the waves ruin her fun with Quinn. However, staying at inn on land have them destroying the room and themselves.

She made a deal with them after claiming their ship and started a physical relationship before romantic one years later. The romance made it better.

Always does it in the captain quarters while on the ship, but there was once they had sex in the bird nest and she couldn't focus on the sky from how intense they were, both from their member and mouth. Another time, a crew member entered the captain quarters without knocking and saw Quinn eating her.

🗃️: Four-five times a week, nighttime unless she needs a morning pick me up. The detective and criminal, interesting duo to shake whatever flat surface they're using. She acts like she hates Drake, but the moaning and panting reveals she doesn't.

Ten months of dating, she was in her dressing room when he decided to move to the next level of their relationship. She was loving towards him afterwards.

Despite having sex four-five times a week, he always fingers or eats her before or after her show. The only time she doesn't get that is when she doesn't do a show, but he just shows up at her office to do it. Her office has a pack of condoms and lube in a secret part of her drawer because of him.

☕: Daily, whenever and wherever. She's the boss of a dangerous organization and will do whatever and whoever she wants. The crew have the images of her and Annalise fucking burn in their brains.

Accidental hookup. Annalise was flirted by a woman at the bar and later woke up in her bed, realizing who she slept with.

At the beginning of their relationship, they always had hate sex since Annalise was only dating her to get benefits and use her. BB saw through that and made the relationship difficult for the redhead. There was a lot pettiness between them. But eventually, they achieved an actual relationship and got disgusting with their affection.

🔮: Almost daily, nighttime. Magician and merchant, friendship to partners that can't get an enough of one another. Her and her magic shop aren't safe when Quinn comes back after a long business trip.

Dating two years when they boldly touched her while she was changing and slowly eased her into shaking the bed together. Did it again in the morning.

The palace bath wasn't safe when they were allowed to use it, had her body being washed while being railed. Always uses the same table when they do it in the shop, and is the only table without items and only has a pretty tablecloth on it.

🪞: Almost daily, afternoon. After the magic realm fusion with the mortal world, it has been difficult adapting to this new world. However, that doesn't stop her and Quinn from exploring and discovering new places, even finding perfect spots for some alone time.

Dating two years when they left the campsite for a more private area to touch each other. It was tricky because of her long limbs and claws, but eventually got the rhythm.

Quinn asked her to dominant them by holding their legs to their chest and pound their hole. They made the strap-on just for this and loved how terrifying and exciting it was. Another time, they had sex while floating in the air because of a small tornado that was harmless and easy to escape from.

🔪: Five times a week, afternoon or nighttime. The pact of lust has her in a chokehold sometimes after her first time with Zack. Despite her busy schedule, nothing will keep her from squeezing every second they have alone to make love.

Two and half years of being together, making out and caressing each other's skin when she asked for it. Asmo bought her a cake to congratulate her when she visited the Devildom.

She always has the door locked tight if she makes love him in her Devildom bedroom, and never lets anyone sit at the end of the table. They have done it in the morning before heading out to RAD. It was a normal shower when hands starting touching and stroking certain areas and ended up banging against the wall. Asmo was smirking the whole time during breakfast.

🪽: Three times a week, nighttime. Gentleness, trust, respect, Simeon is the charming prince she has been looking for her whole life. Being able to have him this close to her is heaven.

Year and half when Simeon expressed wanting to get intimate with her. After making preparation, they laid on her bedroom and gently made love.

Simeon is pretty bold sometimes on trying new methods since everything is new to him. They always do it in her apartment, but there was times she dared to get intimate in her Devildom room. The door was locked, of course, but Simeon pumping her in that room was thrilling to her.

🥀: Four times a week, whenever they're free. After agreeing to date Thirteen, she found out how crazy their reaper can get. Every night together is exciting and satisfying.

The two were hanging out when Thirteen kissed her and touched her body while telling her she wanted her. After undressing the human and moving to the bed, she softly and heatedly made love to her.

One time, Thirteen convinced Luna to allow her eat her out while they were at the House of Lamentation. They hid under the stairwell and Luna covered her mouth with her hand, but the reaper kept testing her patience. Another time, they had sex in one of the classrooms and was almost caught.

⭐: Almost daily, whenever. You already know from the information in their respected posts. With Leona, or Malleus, or both of them, Alice's wants and needs are always satisfied by them.

📚: Three times a week, nighttime. Librarian and the gardener, enjoying the romance of their relationship and soft moments it brings. However, there's times their feelings are too much and have to rattle the bed for a bit.

After a romantic dinner of three years and soft affection, they moved to the bed to end the night perfectly by making love to each other. It was very steamy.

Bought a sex position book and tried some of them out. One time during a romantic outing, they drove their car to a isolated area and messed around in the backseat that they continued going until they couldn't because the night was so romantic.

[pendragonsdrafts]

Miles is possibly aromantic? He prefers not to use labels, but it's hard to explain sometimes.

Andre is the first to catch his eye. He's cute, sure, but Miles likes the boy's cologne better than the person himself. He's handsome, and more importantly, he's always there in Miles' favourite class (transfiguration). Andre falls asleep in Binn's classroom during the chocolate frogs hunt, and Miles starts questioning himself. Nothing happens though, and the two remain friendly.

Barnaby Lee is his first boyfriend. He's sweet and genuine, and Miles always saw him with puppy ears. They bonded over taking care of (Hagrid's) magical creatures that Miles doesn't care much for, but tolerate. Over time, Miles starts to enjoy looking after the little critters, and continues to spend extra time with them after the breakup. Barnaby accepts Miles for being aro, and admits that he's also a bit confused about romance. Miles loves him and he knows that, but upon discovering that Ismelda had a crush on Barnaby, the Hufflepuff starts noticing other people's attraction towards his boyfriend, and decides to end the relationship so that Barnaby has a chance in finding romance.

Charlie Weasley was the year's it boy. He didn't care much for popularity, and that was part of the charm. Charlie finds him in the wandering in the forbidden forest, trying to process his breakup with Barnaby. The two grow closer as Charlie relates to not feeling romantic attraction towards people; unlike Miles, he never felt curious and had no issue rejecting his pursuers and feigning ignorance. People in school all think they're a proper couple, with them going on "secret" butter beer "dates" and fooling around in the prefects' bathroom. Their relationship isn't quite like that, but it's hard to explain and the two don't bother trying to. After graduating, Miles follows him to Romania, and the more romantic aspects of their relationship are shared by some others in their new friend group (they do live together, after all). They're really just bros, though.

Chiara Lobosca was always in the background, but Miles always knew she was there. Little Miss Bright Wolf brought out the most surprised look in him after all, when he spit out his drink feigning shock at her revelation. Miles accompanies Charlie in transporting the dragons for the triwizard tournament, after which Miles heads out to gather some herbs. They bump into each other in some random forest and they catch up. With the new anti-werewolf legislation, Chiara lost her job and had a hard time gathering ingredients for her wolfsbane potions. Miles tells her that things would only get worse, especially with her distinctive werewolf features, and proposes to smuggle her out of the country. They move to a faraway land before the tournament ends, where Miles changes his name and adapts Chiara's surname. The pair share a familial bond and live a quiet life, where Chiara volunteers at the local hospital while Borf lays on the windowsill listening to his dad's humming in the kitchen. This is the closest Miles gets to inner peace and a family, with him and Chiara being the parents (to Borf) he never had.

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How to Train Your Boyfriend

A/N: hi, we out here. Enjoy

Word count: ~960

Nick's fingers casually typed on his computer, his eyes becoming more red as the moon danced across the sky. He was talking to Charlie, who fell asleep on their call. Now, he found himself surfing the web. He snuck a few pictures of Charlie’s sleeping face, the soft blue light making it glisten. 

How to tell my boyfriend I love him

Was currently in the search engine. There were lots of nice articles about making muffins or giving hugs (which Nick did already) but none seemed to really satisfy him. Nick couldn’t simply just say “I love you”, not that they’ve even reached that stage yet. I mean it has been about 3 months since they began dating? Nick didn’t want to drop the L bomb too soon in fear of going too fast. But he needed to tell Charlie, or rather show Charlie how much he cared about him.

If you asked Charlie, he felt quite loved already. From the random embraces that soothed his racing mind, to the thoughtful post-it notes Nick leaves on his locker, to the many, MANY times Nick told him how being his boyfriend, his partner, his, was the best thing in the world.

3:00 AM 

Big, bold, red digits radiated from the nearby clock. Nick's eyes were glazed over, he mindlessly clicked onto the next YouTube video. Who knew True Facts About the Tardigrade would be so informative? 

How To Train Your Boyfriend: A 5 Part Docu-Series showed up next in the video queue. 

 

…

"Hi"

"Hi"

"Hello, to you too," Tao said with a huff. 

Nick wrapped Tao in a hug, squeezing him close to his side.

"Get off of me you big oaf" Tao whined, despite making no effort to push him away.

"No Isaac today?" Nick asked, ignoring the playful glare Tao gave him. 

Charlie shook his head, "He's sick."

The three boys continued eating lunch together until a thought ran through Nick's mind.

Step One: Hold out your hand

Charlie eyed the outstretched hand inquisitively, cocking an eyebrow at his beloved boyfriend. Slowly, Charlie placed his hand atop of Nick's hand.

Step Two: Correct undesired behavior

Nick shook his head with a smile. Charlie then scribbled his fingers along Nick's palm.

"Do you not want to hold my hand Nelson?" 

"Not right now" Nick laughed as he rubbed his palm on his thighs.

Again Nick placed an open hand towards Charlie.

"Ow! Don't bite me!"

Step Three: Reward desired behaviour

Charlie giggled, more so when he saw Tao's pleased face. After a couple of minutes of Charlie contemplating what the hand was for, he finally decided to rest his chin on it.

Nick gently grabbed Charlie's chin and pulled him in for a kiss. Charlie audibly gasped, much to his embarrassment, as he felt Nick's strong hand softly clasp his chin. 

"I'm still here you know," Tao said, rolling his eyes.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

"Nihihick"

Over the next few days, Nick placed his hand in front of Charlie. Some days he got bitten when Charlie was feeling extra playful. The other days Charlie placed his chin on Nick's hand. At first, Nick would reward him with kisses, but he needed an excuse to see Charlie's dimples. 

God how he loved when Charlie giggled his name. So yeah, Nick tickled under Charlie's chin in addition to the kisses. 

Step Four: Stop and watch hilarity ensue

Charlie grew accustomed to his boyfriend's antics. So much so that he began giggling every time he saw Nick extend his hand. He didn't really put much thought into the whole thing until it stopped.  

There was nothing in the morning, nothing at lunch, nothing when they hung out together. So he decided to take matters into his own hands.

"Hi" Charlie replied, timidly placing Nick's hand under his chin.

"Hm?" Nick looked up from his homework and smiled at Charlie who had grabbed his hand. 

Charlie let out a small huff as Nick let his hand drop and gave him a pat on the shoulder instead. 

"What's wrong, love?" Nick said in a very not British accent which normally would get a snicker from Charlie. 

"Why'd you stop?"

"Stop what?" 

Charlie was flustered and Nick's lopsided smile was not helping in the slightest. Charlie tried saying something, he really did but he blushed furiously instead. 

He saw Nick casually return to his homework and Charlie let out an exasperated sigh. 

"You're terrible" Charlie mumbled, pressing his face into Nick's shoulders. 

"Am I now?" 

Nick kissed the top of Charlie's hair, which had a faint smell of vanilla. 

Charlie glared at him.

"You know what you're doing" 

"I have no idea what you're talking about"

"Nicholas"

"Charles"

Nick couldn't hold in his giggles, causing Charlie to blush even more. 

"I'm distraught and you're laughing at me!?" 

"I'm sorry I just- heY WAIT"

Charlie plunged his fingers into Nick's sides, causing the boy to let out a hearty chuckle. Before Charlie could really make Nick regret messing with him, he felt Nick's hands quickly grab his wrists. 

"Use your words and tell me what you want" Nick smirked, effortlessly holding on to Charlie's wrists. 

"The chin thing" 

Charlie was going to die and it was all Nick's fault. 

"Pardon?" 

"Bloody hell Nick don't make me beg for it" 

Nick hadn't seen Charlie get so worked up before, besides that one day, but that's a story for another time. 

He let go of Charlie's wrists and wrapped a firm hand around Charlie's chin, pulling him in for a kiss. A soft giggle soon arose from Charlie as Nick fluttered his fingers along Charlie's neck.

Step 5: Resume your partner's new favourite thing

"You're adorable Charlie Spring"

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INCORRECT QUOTES:

Gregory: “I always have a plan for staying on top of things for this month. Seize control of every opportunity, get my grind on and work my hardest and absolute smartest to be my best self. Drink lots of coffee, eat lots of pastries, pet lots of cats when I’m on the verge of a crisis, and pray to whatever god is up there that the power of love, hope and faith can get me through it all. Even if my enemies are the gods I end up praying to, I will never lose sight of my goal. I’ll simply just work harder.”

Glamrock Freddy: “... It’s past your bedtime. Please, I beg of you, rest.”

Gregory: “I was comatose for fifty-seven years straight, brother dear. I can endure this delightful misery for a while lo-” *instantly collapses*

Glamrock Freddy: “...I rest my case.”

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Elizabeth: “How do you think life would be if me and Michael weren’t your siblings?”

Evan: “For one thing, I would be sane.”

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Gregory: “Lizzy, I’m sorry. I’m not allowing you into the kitchen for reasons I can’t say.”

Vanessa: “...Me and Bubba left you alone with Chica for three fucking minutes, how did you already cause such a ruckus within the span of three minutes.”

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Gregory, opening a Fizzy Faz: “Oh, fine, then. I guess I’ll just drink my sorrows away.”

Sundrop, whose poor heart skipped a beat: “How does he know what that means!?”

Vanessa: *nervous whistling*

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Gregory: “You know what the old saying is; go big, or go home!”

Freddy and Vanessa: “Dear god, please, I BEG of you, please, for just ONCE in your life, please, go HOME, PLEASE.”

Gregory, whispering so quietly he’s practically mouthing the words at this point: “I’m going big.”

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Freddy: “You know, Liz, not every problem can be solved with a swiss army dagger.”

Vanessa: “I know. That’s why I carry two of them.”

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Gregory: “I’ve had a coffee and a single oreo within the past two hours. I’ve got a Fazerblaster, I’m four foot seven, and I’m always ready to fight God on sheer adrenaline and rage alone.”

Vanessa: “Someone fix my poor big brother.”

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Montgomery Gator: “Oi, little guy, ain’t it past yer’ bedtime?”

Gregory, filling out paperwork in scented glitter gel pen: “Isn’t it time you minded your own business?”

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Elijah (Bonnie Mask Bully): “Oi, loser, isn’t it past your bedtime?”

Evan, filling out paperwork with a crayola marker: “Isn’t it time you shut up? Permanently?”

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Michael, glaring incredulously at Evan: “You keep track of all the information you’ve ever learned and used in a bloody ledger?”

Evan, sipping his tea with extra milk and sugar nonchalantly: “Oh? And you don’t?”

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Katrina Emily (Mrs. Emily): “Hypothetically, would you slap your older brother for 50,000 dollars?”

Evan: “I’d shatter all the bones his leg for two slices of piping hot Fredbear’s Pizza and a refreshingly cold beverage.”

Michael:

Evan: “And then I would hug him and drown him in apologies for the next two hours, and also sign his cast.”

Michael: “Oh.”

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Evan (inspired by one Tumblr post): “The sexiest thing about me? Everything hurts my feelings.”

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Gregory (Reincarnated Vessel) and Charlotte Emily (CharlieBot): *points at family love* “This one sparks joy.”

Gregory and Charlie turning to romance and pointing at it: “This one does not spark joy.”

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Some random person: “Oh, but romance and love are what make us human!”

Gregory/Evan, Charlie, and Cassidy: *turn to each other* “It’s tough being a god, y’know?”

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Susie, hanging out around Gregory with the other MCI gang: “What’s your ideal date?”

Gregory: “MM/DD/YYYY. Other formats tend to be confusing, such as the ones used in passports for traveling to other countries.”

Cassidy: “As one who speaks from personal experience, I can confirm the validity of such wisdom.”

Charlie: “Agreed.”

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Gregory: “Do I feel romantic attraction or am I just lonely and depressed and love and touch-deprived?”

Freddy and Vanessa: “...Do you need a hug?”

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A Tour to Remember Random Peaky Blinders Headcanon #3:

John Shelby is ABSOLUTELY the parent who will walk his newborn around the house introducing them to everything. Not just everyone…. everyTHING. Once his wife goes to sleep after all her hard, laborious work (haha pun:) ) and the other kids are in bed, he will take the new baby around the house and give them a a full tour with complete commentary:

- “This is the kitchen it’s where we eat and where your brothers like to try and steal cookies. Last week I caught them making a human ladder to the top shelf.”

- “Right here is the garage, and if you look under this box it’s where your sisters think they’ve hidden the baby ducks they took from Charlie’s yard. But we’ll keep it a secret since they’re cute like you… also incase we need a quick dinner… I promise we won’t eat you though.”

- “This is our bedroom, we won’t go in now because mum is sleeping, but later we can cuddle up and make sure she’s warm.”

- “You may recognize this room. Do you see that couch over there? It’s where you were concieved… I think… maybe it was that chair.”

- “This is the bathroom and it is the most important room of all. It‘s for the only place to hide successfully hide anything. Sometimes your mum hides in here and eats the sweets that we tell you lot are already gone. I of course try to stop her, protecting your candy, but she is a strong woman.”

AND maybe the next day he even takes the baby on a tour around Small Heath (this time with the rest of the kids) so that his wife can have some extra rest time. Again the walk will be complete with commentary along with the occasional introduction:

- “Do you see that tree over there? One time I pushed your Uncle Arthur out of it…. He still has the scar on his ass.”

- “And this is where I took your mum on our official first date. I stole her some flowers from the cranky baker lady who lives down the street. Maybe we should pick some up for her on the way back? What you do say?”

- “Over here we have Watery Lane. It’s where I grew up. Maybe if we knock someone will let us in…*Proceeds to bang on the door until Tommy (who has a hangover from yesterday‘s celebration) gets up* And this is your Tommy. If he’s angry it’s probably because he’s short.”

- “Oh! Here! Here is the park. One day when your big enough we can go. I promise not to leave you like I did your Uncle Finn once…..To be fair your Aunt Ada told me he had gotten off the slide.”

- “Now here’s someone special I really want you to meet…. This is your grandma. And I know she doesn’t look like much now, a rock in the ground. But I promise she was beautiful… and she would have loved you. If you feel like someone’s watching you, it’s probably her making just checking in…. That what I think.”

It doesn’t matter if the baby is awake and crying for all of it or snoring the entire time. John can’t resist taking his baby on a personal tour within the first few days. And the whole time he’s grinning ear to ear while holding be baby securely his arms (or arm when he wants to point out the spot where he got his ass beat by Polly for flirting with a girl who he SWORE was to young to actually be a nun). Because even if he doesn’t consider himself the best father, John Shelby loves his kids to the ends of the earth, and wants to be the one to share everything he can with them to make their lives better.

He wants to be a good father, and he thinks the first step to doing that is by taking them to all the different places he knows, so that they know he’s had a life outside of a weathered bar and a bottle of whiskey. John wants his kids to remember when he dies, all the things he felt were the most special to him, the things he felt most excited to talk about to everyone new. His family and his home. Because if he dies, he wants his kids to be able to remember him as someone who didn’t just come home because whores were empty and the flask was empty. If John Shelby dies he doesn’t want to be remembered by his children as he remembers their grandfather. To him, being remembers as such a father would be worse than never being one at all.

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#5

Replaying fallout 3 for the thousandth time because I'm mentally ill and it be like that sometimes

Anyway so I just got Charon and after he killed Azrukhal, one of the random ghouls said "Jesus Christ....123 years, what's the fucking point....."

So like. Either Azrukhal was 123 years old, or, and this is what I think, Charon was in his "employment" for 123 years. Which is a long time!!! I'd kill him too!!!

41 notes - Posted January 17, 2022

#4

I've seen people who literally want to date Yes Man and I was so confused cause why???? Until my latest playthrough and I started paying more attention to details and...I get it

66 notes - Posted August 2, 2022

#3

Magnolia Headcanons

Used to be a courser for the Institute, and was one of the first synths (not androids) to defect from them, taking a list of names that the Institute had replaced with synths with her

She refused to have her memory wiped, whether it was by the railroad or institute, so she changed her face and hair to look different

The one obvious thing she refused to change was her voice - she always enjoyed singing along to the radio when she was above ground

Wanting to pursue her passion was the final push she needed in leaving

She arrived in Goodneighbor since it seemed like a place where someone would ask the least questions about her past

She tells Hancock the truth about herself, and offers the document of names in exchange for him not immediately killing her. He reads the documents, recognizes a few names and tells her she can stay as long as doctor Amari can take some scans to make sure she isn’t carrying anything that could be relaying info to the Institute

And with that, she is able to live her own life

She takes the odd job for Whitechapel Charlie - waitressing for the most part, but if Hancock needs someone removed as quietly as possible, she’s the one to do it

Eventually, Whitechapel Charlie hears her sing as she’s cleaning up the bar and insists that she finish the song as best she can

He immediately hires her as a full time singer and sure enough, the bar’s profits sail through the roof

The Third Rail becomes the only jazz bar for miles around, and after her songs in Diamond City Radio’s playlist, people from all over come to hear her sing

She writes her songs and learns to compose them from an old woman who came from out of town

Magnolia’s songs truly become all hers then

She is very partial to flowers - she respects anything able to grow so beautiful in such an inhospitable place

Like all synths, she likes snack cakes

She hates any other thing sugary though, not used to such sweetness after living in the institute for so long

Her preferred method of fighting is hand to hand since it can be utilized well in a small bar like hers and hiding weapons in a dress is too much effort

that being said, she does convince Charlie to let her hide several guns throughout the bar in case there’s ever a time they’d be caught unawares

Part of the reason Hancock greets people who are new to Goodneighbor is so he can relay the information to Magnolia so she can sing “I’m The One You’re Looking For” when they get to the bar

They always get a little extra money that way

She also loathes heels, preferring comfortable boots, but Charlie’s complaining grates on her nerves enough that she complies

She gets her dresses specially made in Diamond City, even having some seasonal ones

She’s much happier singing than she ever was hunting down innocent synths for the Institute

80 notes - Posted March 27, 2022

#2

Companions react to Sole having a Just Dance holotape, and making them dance with them.

Here it is! The promised years old ask! I wonder if this anon will actually see this... Well hope you all enjoy!!!

"Oh my gosh, look at this!" Sole's excited yell startled their companion, and when they looked over to where they were excitedly tinkering with what looked like a projector, they became more confused than anything.

Having guessed their question, Sole was happy to tell them exactly what they were so hyped about. "This was a sort of dance-along holo that was really popular before the war. I never thought I'd see this again - some of my favourite songs are in this edition."

While their companion was glad that they looked so happy, the glint in their eye as they looked back at them made them hesitant to go near. Their intuition was correct because not two seconds later and Sole was dragging them in front of a projector, rambling about how they just had to dance together.

Ada: She was aware that she was still lacking in the "human emotions" department, but she couldn't fathom why anyone would try and dance with her as she is not built for such activities, but Sole assured her it was fine. Sole followed the actual moves less to try and incorporate Ada more while she moved around as best she could. She didn't enjoy dancing per see, but spending any time with a friend was valuable time indeed. 

Cait: If Sole wasn't her friend, she would have dropped kicked them the moment they tried to drag her in front of that god-awful game, and was not shy about expressing as such to them. Sole just laughed, the bastard. "Just try it! You'll like it!" Cait glared at them. "Doubt it." Sole started picking out a song and with an obvious fake nonchalance, said, "Well if you think you're gonna lose that bad, that's all you had to say." Cait took the bait, like always, and shoved Sole's hand away from their pipboy to pick the song herself. "As if you could ever beat me in anything! There! We'll do that one." Sole tried their hardest to not laugh at her choice - it was an expert-level song. It was definitely too much for a novice like Cait, and she was soon cursing at all the fast-paced motions and the idiotic figures on the screen that seemed to be mocking her. After a few rounds, she got fed up and threw the nearest piece of debris at the screen the projector was on, effectively ending their bet. Sole was now fully laughing and Cait was a tad embarrassed. Didn't regret it though.

Codsworth: "Oh, I remember this one mum/sir!" Sole laughed as they tried to dance with their clunky companion, spinning him around when all else failed. He was more than accustomed to their antics by now, and fondly recalled the other times they had seen them dance. Many times with their departed spouse, both slow and silly dances, but all of them saturated in the love they had for each other. He noticed how often they longed for their old life and how detrimental it was to them to experience such a drastic change along with the death of their loved one, so if dancing with him for a few minutes could bring back their bright smile for even a moment, he would be happy to oblige.

Curie: Being the most inquisitive, she readily followed Sole in front of the screen. She was amazed at all of the colours and designs that the holotape held, and was even more impressed by how fluid the motions were conveyed so one could follow them easily. The pair quickly got into the rhythm of the game and had tons of fun. It was exhilarating. Usually something this physically taxing would just end up with her cursing her sweat glands, but this felt different - she was having fun. Sole eventually broke away from the choreography to grab her hands and spin them around and only when they were both winded and dizzy did they let go, causing both of them to fall to the floor, laughing. Sweating sucked, but Curie was glad that she had a synth body so she could experience all of these new, fun feelings.

Danse: "I've seen this before." That stopped Sole in their tracks and they turned to look at him incredulously. He continued, "The Brotherhood prides itself in collecting all kinds of technology, even something as insignificant as this." A cheshire grin spread across Sole's face, and he was once again plagued by a feeling to get out of there, but it was too late and he had already allowed himself to get dragged along already. They said, "Insignificant, hm? So you've never actually tried it out before?" He sputtered as they went about choosing a song they thought they'd both like. "Of- Of course I haven't! Only the scribes and squires ever have access to them." He crossed his arms indignantly. Sole just kept smiling. "Well, prepared to have that changed today!" They put on an easy song and even though he complained so much, he gave in eventually and stiffly tried to follow the movements being shown on the screen. If he was a lesser man, he would punch them for the number of times they laughed at him for being so terrible at it, but he wasn't. And he was actually starting to have fun himself. He was still horrendous at it, but Sole's joy was infectious, and he found himself not caring so much about acting professional and just focused on enjoying the dumb animations and his great company. 

Deacon: He claimed that he had never seen anything like it before, so Sole was very much looking forward to beating him in every song and watching him fumble around. Of course, pride goes before the fall, and if there's any truth to life, it's that Deacon lies with every breath. Despite having years of experience on him, they were quite literally being humiliated with how much better he was than them. He aced even the expert-level songs, much to Sole's detriment. After an hour of trying out every song in hopes that he would be sub-par at the very least to no avail, they were collapsed on the floor, both breathing heavily and smiling wide. Not even Deacon could fake a smile that wide and genuine, so Sole felt like they accomplished something after all.

Dogmeat: Dogmeat didn't really understand everything that was being said to him, but he always loved it when people were excited! While Sole did their best to follow along with the holotape, Dogmeat did his best to weave between their legs, accidentally tripping them. He checked on the fallen Sole, licking their face as an apology, and was happy to see them laughing and not hurt at all. He hoped that they would take the weird light and sound thing since it made them laugh so much.

Gage: "No." His boss almost whined trying to get him to dance with them, but he was adamant and refused over and over again, but his conscious was eating away at him. He thought he'd be relieved to see them give up, but he just couldn't take their overly depressed look as they went to eject the holotape from the projector and shoved them back in front of the screen, gruffly saying to get on with it already. Their mood immediately did a 180 - it was so fast, he wondered if they were just pretending so they could guilt-trip him... Regardless, the song had already started and he'd be damned if he didn't do his best in front of his boss. He followed along as best he could, but between his own awkwardness and his armor, he wasn't accomplishing much other than making his boss laugh. 

Hancock: He was on board right away, curious about a piece of Sole's past as well as how it worked in the first place. When it finally booted up, he blinked in surprise. He didn't expect the dance models to look like something straight out of a trip. He liked it. He didn't really follow along to the dance moves though, he just did his own thing like always. As long as they were having a good time, what did it matter anyway? 

Longfellow: Lord in heaven help him - he hasn't danced in years. He couldn't even remember a time where he just casually danced just for the hell of it, but cap'n was just too insistent and he was just too old (and soft) to refuse. He did his little old man shuffle while Sole hit nearly every beat that showed up on the screen. Honestly, it was too flashy and fast for his tastes, but if cap'n was having fun, then he'd tolerate it.

MacCready: His first thought at seeing the game was that the kids back home would love it. His second thought was that he knows for a fact that he can't dance to save his life and would really prefer to not be made fun of. He tried to backtrack and leave, but Sole had a surprisingly strong grip when they were determined, so he had no choice but to be apart of what must be a sadistic social experiment on his psyche. His flailing arms and wildly kicking legs were more dangerous than funny though, and Sole found themselves dodging him more than they were actually dancing, which is funny on its own if you thought about it. After getting kicked for the third time on the shin, they finally put an end to it, much to MacCready's relief. Unfortunately for him, they informed him that they'd be doing this more often, using the excuse that he had to get good enough to not injure his son when he played it with him. Dam-. Dang it. Using his son like that was low - he had no choice but to agree.

Piper: She was a bit apprehensive, but her inquisitiveness wouldn't let her leave without experiencing a piece of the pre-war world first-hand. Plus, Blue was very obviously looking forward to playing it, and she knows how boring games could be when done by themselves. She was pleasantly surprised to 

Preston: His stumbling around was rather cute, but Sole had to be heartless to not take pity on him eventually and help him out. To be fair, he spends most of his time fighting the good fight, but to have no sense of  rhythm at all was almost sad. He was very determined to be half-decent, but let's just say that Sole was glad to be able to take the holotape with them so he could keep trying at home. There was no way he would be able to get this in one sitting.

Strong: He didn't like the sound of it, but after Sole told him it was a sort of training to help them move smoother, he was readily on board. He was very confident that he was doing every move perfectly, and Sole didn't have the heart to tell him otherwise since he looked like he was having so much fun. He was perfect for any overhead twirls though, and while being picked up like a couple of grapes by a giant mutant would terrify them, it was fun when it was Strong who they knew respected them too much to suddenly ragdoll them into a wall. On purpose anyway.

Valentine: He humored Sole for a little while, half-heartedly keeping up with the dancing figures on the screen, just letting them have their fun. His joints were a bit too rusted to do anything complex anyway - they knew that - and it seemed like they appreciated his effort anyway, so he wasn't worried. After they got their excited bout of nostalgia out of their system, he offered to teach them some dances he remembered the original Nick doing. Those songs were much slower, akin to dances like the waltz, but Sole didn't mind the tone change, and gratefully appreciated his lead. They didn't do much of this kind of structured slow dancing with their spouse back in the day since they were both too busy to take classes on it. They weren't particularly good at it, but Valentine lead well, and they found themselves enjoying this just as much as Just Dance. Good company leads to a great time regardless of what happens it seems.

X6-88: He didn't care how much he respected Sole, he would rather die than dance along to a silly little game like that. The bright menu screen seemed to be mocking him with its headache-inducing colours splashed across like a child's failed art project. Sole was a bit dejected, but understood, so they just took it with them. The actual problem arose when they introduced the game to a few settlers and they all had a blast playing it. His eye twitched. He should be the one standing next to Sole no matter what, not some random waster who could hardly do anything worthwhile. His resolve broke rather quickly, and he marched right up to the small group and pushed everyone aside and approached Sole. They looked at him quizzically, but before they could say anything, he remarked, "For someone as good as you ma'am/sir, only the best can stand beside you." They beamed up at him and expressed how happy they were that he was joining them. He would neither confirm nor deny that their response didn't make him feel a tad warm inside, but whether it was true or not, he ignored it in the face of a new mission: Prove That He Wasn't All Talk. He watched them do enough rounds that he had a good grasp on how to move, but if he was anything less than perfect, then he had no choice but to accept that he wasn't good enough to stand beside him. His pride was on the line here, even if no one else realized it. He only cared about Sole's opinion anyway, and as they danced, he noticed that they didn't really care about any mistakes, their own or otherwise. They were having fun with just this. After a while and he had started to work up a sweat, X had to admit that they might have a point with this game being fun - the way he used all of his body to carry out complex moves while the whole ordeal was perfectly harmless was rather enjoyable. Maybe next time, he would join purely because he wanted to.

129 notes - Posted March 23, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Screw canon. Actually in Fallout 3 at the purifier, instead of LW's companions refusing to start it, they all fight over who gets to do it so LW won't have too

Fawkes owes them a life's debt and he'll repay it (plus he won't die)

Charon wants to repay the person who got him away from that bastard, and showed him kindness he never got before (also he won't die)

Butch wants to make up for all the terrible things he did in the past

Star Paladin Cross has seen far too many young people die in this wasteland

Clover is loyal to a fault

Jericho begrudgingly became fond of the kid, he wants them to have the chance at life he never did

439 notes - Posted April 26, 2022

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[envyofthegods]

my personal HC’s for the dead poets love languages - inspired by the fic im writing

todd: quality time + gift giving

- finds a nice rock on a walk and saves it to give to you

- remembers a book you mentioned and gives it to you annotated with all his thoughts + a little note at the beginning 

- walks you to class just to spend a bit of extra time with you 

- goes to every single one of your sports games or theatre performances or whatever your interests are 

- sits with you and reads quietly while you study/do homework just so he can be around you 

- always asks to partner with you for assignments 

- always gives you handmade cards for your birthday/christmas/valentines day

- buys you little things that remind him of you 

- whisks you away on little dates every week for you both to make sure he gets some time alone with you e.g. to a carnival or a new restaurant he heard about

neil: acts of service + physical touch 

- helps you study/do your homework if you need help 

- brings you tea or coffee all the time at random

- if you’re stressed/super busy he would offer to run some errands for you to take something off your plate

- loves to cook for you 

- always wants to hold your hand 

- saves you a seat in class when you’re running late 

- offers to give you his notes/catch you up when you miss class 

- sneaks into your dorm room at night because he finds it hard to sleep without you 

- very big on hello and goodbye hugs and just hugs in general 

- will do the hug from behind thing if your standing in the kitchen or chatting with a group of friends (he’s tall so he can see over you) 

- he likes to touch your skin when you make out so he’ll probably get your top off pretty quickly 

charlie: physical touch + words of affirmation 

- always holds your hand when you’re walking together

- always gives you a goodbye kiss no matter how many people are around

- likes when you sit in his lap when you’re hanging with the rest of the poets

- will find ways to be touching you casually while you study/do homework e.g. resting a hand on your knee, touching your elbows together, brushing your feet together under the table 

- gets jealous when you sit next to someone else instead of him, which means he also always saves you a spot beside him and will tell someone to move if they try to sit there 

- loves when you play with his hair 

- lots of making out in the dorms 

- showers you with praise during more intimate moments 

- tells you every day how amazing/hot you look (dramatically) 

- always tells you he loves you when he says goodnight 

meeks: acts of service + quality time 

- loves taking care of you when you’re sick or just not feeling great and will have memorised exactly what to do to make you feel better 

- always makes you a morning cup of tea/coffee 

- helps you study for latin (and everything else) 

- loves to read to you 

- insists on carrying your books for you (gives him an excuse to walk you to all your classes) 

- long walks through the park on weekends talking about absolutely everything

- carries you up to bed when you fall asleep studying together in the library 

- offers to take your uniform to the wash room when he takes his 

- reads quietly with you in the library when he’s finished his homework and you haven’t 

- plans little ‘dates’ where it’s just the two of you e.g. picnics, stargazing on the roof

[aquamoonchaii]

CHEERS TO US >> JUYEON

⍣ genre: fluff; slice of life; comfort!au

⍣ warnings: none

⍣ pairing: juyeon x reader

⍣ word count: 2.7k

⍣ collab: This is for the collab Summer Love - The Boyz from lovie @bangchan-fairy

⍣ charlie’s notes: juyeon is here! i did a comfort au so you guys can read it to feel better always uwu, this lovely banner was made by the precious @halliney

⍣ summary: juyeon needs to talk to someone, you appear with a glass of wine ready to make his life a little better.

This was his second night in this bar, he would never have expected himself to be alone in a small town drinking beer with snacks on a friday night. But he was desperate and he had to do something, his mind needed to relax.

He has a beer in his hand as he smiles back at the pretty ladies that pass by his table and look at him with desire and interest. JuYeon likes the attention but turns down any invitation to go to another table or even to hotel rooms, he already has a target and is not interested in anyone else.

At least tonight.

Because his target is special, he wouldn't be able to talk about this to the other girls.

Usually summer vacations are all about relaxing after the hard work of a whole year, thinking about all the goals he has reached and the new goals he wants to set for himself. But not this time, he gulps down all the beer and sighs.

JuYeon feels trapped in some kind of existential crisis thinking about if what he is doing is correct and if his life is turning out the way he wanted. Usual stuff that makes young people think a lot.

He is just here waiting for the girl that said would be here around the same time as yesterday, where she literally just came to take care of a drunk friend who was heartbroken. He wasn’t heartbroken but her words certainly had some healing effect on him and he seemed really anxious to talk to her or...

...to anyone really. He is used to being the one who is reliable and the man all his friends go to have some type of advice or comforting words. And being him the friend in need? Hell no.

The irony on him not being able to ask for help or even having the strenght to let out all his weak thoughts is stupid and makes him smile bitterly against his beer. He wonders what the hell he is actually doing here, maybe he is desperate for some comforting words coming from a wise stranger.

“Are you really drowning in alcohol for a woman that cheated on you, idiot?” It was late and the only thing he could hear was the voice of the girl that just entered the bar, she waved at the bartender and he finally noticed the loud sobbing of the wasted man that was two tables apart from him, his whining was part of the whole mood of the bar so JuYeon didn’t even pay attention to the scandal, his own problems were loud enough in his head. He turned his attention to them when the crazy wasted man hiccups and finally shuts up, not even the bartender or the other drunken friends of his could do it. The scene was pretty unforgettable: a tall strong drunk man that was pretty aggressive when someone asked him to lower his voice while sitting down holding a glass of vodka is now hugging the waist of the woman that just called him an idiot. But your next words made his mind explode, he wonders if he is as drunk as the crying guy there.

“If you want to scream, do it to let go, cheer yourself up and move on, don’t just drink and act like an asshole with people.”

Random but effective words. He expects her to mock the man there, instead she hugs him back and pets his hair and talks with a gentle voice but it also sounded strong. JuYeon found her words weird and comforting even if they weren't directed to him or even to anyone to hear he was just close to them and it was pretty late so there was little noise and he could eavesdrop. “Let’s go, you can cry at my house. I won’t look, I promise~ Then we will be sober, you are going to write down all your happy feelings, smile at them and that’s it. The other paper with all the bad feelings is going to be burnt and we are going to kick ass, ok?”

She didn’t make a fuss of it, the woman just petted his friend’s hair until he calmed down and probably passed out when the bartender came to her. “Y/N! You are the drunk whisperer, that was awesome! Why don’t we put him to bed, he can stay the night up in my room and you have some snacks here? I haven’t seen you in weeks!”

“I would love to have a snack from my favorite bartender but the taxi is waiting for me to let my drunk one at home, I promise I will come tomorrow at this exact time. I’ll eat like crazy I promise!”

JuYeon came here at the exact same hour.

He isn’t sure why he came because he didn’t know anyone or had planned anything really, he just hopes you read his mind and approach him to talk about your weird speech that made him feel good for no reason. Or something like that at least.

So when you appear, he notices something.

He is completely sober tonight and doesn’t know what to do to approach you. You are a pretty woman indeed but you intimidate him for some awkward reason. He feels like an idiot but it feels like you are going to read him like a book after looking him in the eyes. So JuYeon stands up and goes to the restroom to gain courage, he will do what he knows best: being a charming perfect boy.

A bit of flirting, maybe a date. That’s all he needs to have a little conversation with you.

"Jacob, can you please stop staring at the random guy? Is he that good looking? Your eyes are glued to him." You laugh as you eat the snacks your friend put on the bar for you to eat as you chat about a whole month of not seeing each other.

"Dude, this guy comes and kills all the ladies. But he is looking at your way too much, I own this place~ He wants something and I will not offer you as a tribute." Jacob follows the tall man's steps with his gaze, he stops when he sees his figure disappear in the restroom. His face is recognizable because well, he is quite handsome for the girls that asked a lot for him that came only yesterday and Jacob just said he is a regular to gain a few more female clients. Actually, he never saw him before and it's a big no for you to even look at his direction.

"Ok but stop staring and what makes you think I'll agree to something? I just want to have this awesome glass of wine as I talk to you about our Sunwoo and his broken heart." He laughs as he wipes the glasses that were recently washed. "I want to slap some sense back to him."

"He needs some time. Let's just be patient with his wailing at least this week, he needs to let it all out." There is this untold secret that only Jacob knows too: your feelings for the guy you took home drunk last night were strong and you decided to let Sunwoo go so your heart was also healing, it was a slow and silent process that was shut by a glass of bitter wine. You would always drink a glass of wine when your feelings were out of control as Sunwoo falls hard and easily and suffers too because of girls.

"Is this your last glass of wine?"

"Of the bitter one, yes. My heart and my liver are all good now, I'll take sweeter things this time." Jacob smiles and nods, he understands and pats your head. A client comes in and he excuses himself to go attend them.

"Is this seat taken?" JuYeon asks and when you look at him, he shows his biggest smile. You pat the seat next to him. "My ego usually needs an extra seat but I guess you can take it." He seems taken aback for the quick answer but he quickly smirks triumphantly and sits next to you. You've met him before but apparently he doesn't remember you.

"May I offer you a drink?"

"No, because this is my last glass of alcohol but we can share snacks as you seem lonely." JuYeon must feel like a champ because he sticks his tongue out sexily and nods, grabbing a toothpick that holds a little cube of cheese on your plate and eats it. "You don't remember me?"

"Is that a pick up line? Because I'm trying to think of one that will make you swoon."

"So you don't." You see JuYeon’s mind wandering at your smirk and trying to read something in your eyes.

It was indeed unexpected a target to flirt back or to be this mysterious because- Wait.

Holy crap.

You caress SunWoo's hair as he blacks out completely on his bed. Of course you feel bad for him, you treasure him a lot but your heart is finally at peace, you’ll be there to pick up the pieces of his oftenly broken heart but yours who used to suffer in silence is okay now. You let him go just as you kept your crush on him. In a blissful secret.

"I'll be right here for you. And I'm voicing out this because it's over and you are half-dead. I liked you so much it's crazy how I could keep it to myself. My crush on you is over and it was beautiful for me and our friendship stays strong as always." You smile at his passed out figure and make him company until his cousin appears to take care of him and calls a taxi for you. The taxi will wait for you in the convenience store as you wanted to buy some things, it’s pretty late but this small town is safe, or at least this neighborhood is.

"I'll have these cereal boxes and these snacks please."

"Is SunWoo still sad for that bad ex- girlfriend? He used to come here and buy her favorite snacks all happily until yesterday when he just bought beers with swollen eyes. We talked for a bit as his first question was why women were so unfaithful."

"Oh really? He came crying? Oh dear, this guy… Yeah, he is a sad single person now. Hopefully, he will cheer up quickly as always. He is now half-dead so he won’t feel any pain." The old lady who attends there knows you because you hang out a lot with Sunwoo and Jacob who lives nearby too. She nods and laughs until he stares over your shoulder.

"Me! Me! I want snacks too! I'm lonely, we can share them!" A man behind you makes you startle with his loud voice as you are paying your stuff, you turn around and find the cute man you saw at Jacob's bar. He is more than tipsy, his cheeks are red and he has droopy eyelids. "I heard you talk to the crybaby~ Talk to me too!"

"Young man, you are drunk. Go to your house!" The lady explains she saw him coming with luggage and he is staying at the house in front of your sad friend. He is pretty quiet and always arrives at the store early with hangovers asking for ramen, she points out he is indeed a gentleman and he must be here for summer vacations so party nights must be his thing or something.

"I'm not a young man, I'm JuYeon sweet lady. I wonder where my money went, my whole wallet disappeared just like my motivation to do stuff." He huffs and you laugh sharing one of your snacks. “Is this for me? You are so sweet, can you be my life mentor? I’ll treat you well I swear!” The store lady laughs at the cute behavior the drunk handsome man has and hushes you as she sees your taxi at the entry. “Wait! Don’t go, I’m trying to propose, drunk whisperer!”

JuYeon’s seductive mood dissipates with the beer foam in his glass. He wonders how the blackout and don’t remembering a single thing after getting drunk should have its negative side. Like this moment, he feels so embarrassed but of course, his stoic face remains the same.

“Oh God, this is so embarrassing. I can’t even pretend I don’t remember stealing your snack, can I?” You shake your head and clink your glass of wine with his glass of beer. “Well, I guess I should use my drunk self to start a conversation.”

And he did, JuYeon initially tried to start a casual little conversation to ask about you and stuff but he ended up spilling about why he is in a small town searching for some peace but apparently it’s his mind the chaotic one instead of the city and its loudness. When he started speaking about it, there’s this feeling of a really heavy load slowly leaving his shoulders and maybe he understands now the american movies that use this plot about talking about your problems with a stranger. He felt relieved, JuYeon is the kind of guy that seems impassive at everything around him and he is praised a lot because of his drive and his determination of not give a single fuck.

But he cares. He notices everything around him. And feeling like he could appear vulnerable sounds awful, just thinking about it makes him regret even approaching you. JuYeon suddenly falls silent, half studying your reactions and half awkwardly shutting up because this was too much information.

"Sometimes a lot of thoughts just turn in a big skein. It's okay to feel weird about it too." You said emphatically (or at least that's his conclusion as you don't mock or roll your eyes), he can't help but stare at you. He was right all these hours thinking about you and your words, his drunk self was right too. You can be a life mentor. The conversation ends when Jacob introduces himself and says he is going to close the bar and that if JuYeon is even trying to talk more with you, he needs to promise he will let Jacob chop his head off if he does something inappropriate.

"Date me."

“No?”

“No, why would I?” This is the fourth night of a long conversation about life and deep topics he thought no one would want to talk about, JuYeon forgot about seduction tips after the second night of just one beer and lots of good talking. He feels comfortable and his mind thinks less of his apparent poor self worth and he now feels encouraged. “If you feel happy singing and being a performer, why are you doubting?”

Good question.

He wants to date you.

It’s kind of impulsive coming from him and basically you two are already hanging out meeting in Jacob’s bar every night. He wasn’t expecting you to say no that easily, it’s shocking and honestly sexy, his ego feels slapped too.

“What?”

“Yeah, we clearly have a mental connection and yes, you are pretty attractive” You say like it's pretty obvious. "But why would I date you?"

"Because… I don't want to eat alone?"

"...and?"

"And I am kind of attracted to you and your amazing brain?"

"...and?"

"Because I feel like you are pretty as fuck and also a friend I will treasure a lot and I will probably scream because I don't know if Jacob is your friend or your boyfriend?"

"What?" You laugh at his sudden confession and at his reaction that seems pretty surprised at his own words. "Well, that kind of convinced me."

"You always make me talk, it's embarrassing and really interesting. How am I supposed to meet another person like you- Wait, I convinced you?" You nod and feel your cheeks heating up as he stares at you and laughs happily.

You can be a life mentor and he will protect you from everything. Maybe you could be a couple.

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