#hkbs

[lavenderuraniumglass]

Everytime I see a pic of Hugh Keyes Byrne, it gives me Gender Envy™.

[minkminkart]

Anyways I remembered this interactive story game and they had a scene in it that had the MC in the abandoned pool house because they were skipping work but they find a guy- co worker- in the midst of killing somebody, and they stood in idle fear as they watch some die. And I wanted to recreate that scene with Yan Diva.

@xoxoalette - Diva

[flaneur001]

The weeping cherry blossom

Eddie Alette x GN Reader Hanahaki AU

[ Eddie belongs to @xoxoalette ]

CW- Angst, Mentions of blood, gore, death, and insinuation of murder. And slightly ooc Eddie :3 word count- 1607

This was absurd. And this was getting out of hand.

Eddie Alette tried to regulate his breathing, focusing on the rhythmic rise and fall of his chest. To calm his traitorous heart that seemed to have a mind of its own around you. Surely, you weren’t so ignorant right? Surely, you must hear the persistent crunch of his jaw clenching and unclenching. How had you not noticed the crease between his brows that he bore like the first cracks on his fine statuesque face?

The lecture today seemed to stretch. The professor’s voice was nothing but a distant echo buried under the tidal wave of your cloying presence beside him. The cold late winter breeze hurtled in through a window nearby and kissed your skin, making the dusting of pink on your cheeks more prominent and Eddie felt the firm jolt of something deep within his chest settle its roots.

A choke…a cough…and a loud desperate swallow of air, made him sit up straighter in alarm and swear under his breath. Clutching a hand to his mouth, he resisted the urge to hurl when he tasted the vanilla and oranges on the flirty breeze that had sifted through your locks and attacked his senses.

He could feel it coming. It fluttered in his throat like dread, bile and the sickening sweetness that enveloped each pore on his body, slowly smothering him with every gulp of air he heaved.

Unable to take it anymore, he hurriedly rose from his seat.The legs of the chair scraped roughly on the ground, before it hit the floor with a loud clatter. He had to escape now or else everyone would know. Even worse, you would know, and he simply wouldn't have it.

Your eyes and several others’ snapped towards the silver haired man who was frantically shoving his belongings in his backpack as if possessed.

“Mr.Alette, any problems?” the professor inquired brusquely.

“Yes” he spat, mismatched eyes flitting to yours and holding them captive as he conveyed a multitude of things he hated about you, through his withering glare alone. 

With some effort, he broke eye contact and looked towards the lecturer who grew impatient, the longer this interruption lasted, “I’m feeling woozy. Suffocated” he muttered and you rolled your eyes at the barely concealed jab at your expense.

“Alright you're excused” the old professor waved a hand dismissing Eddie and jumped back where he had left off. 

Yet your attention was stolen. Your gaze never broke its silent vigil of the man whom you were partnered with for an assignment. The man who never hid his distaste with your general presence.

The man who intrigued yet irritated you to no ends. 

‘Would it kill him to smile sometimes?’ you mused, lips pursed as you watched him leave.

Little did you know, if Eddie ever let that first bloom of a loving smile touch his lips, he would not be the only one dying that day.

* * *

Weeks. It had been weeks since that unfateful day, when you were partnered with him by the professor for the assignment. He had hemmed and hawed but still somehow managed to tolerate your presence just fine until that evening.

If he could pinpoint the exact second where it all went downhill, he would sell his soul to go back in time and end this right then and there. 

End you.

It would be easier wouldn't it? Perhaps it would be better than lying in a mess of his own blood. Congealed with sakura petals that clung to his bare chest, a pathetic evidence of his love for you.

Love. The term tasted bitter on his tongue, and it disgusted him to feel his chest ache each time you were around. What was it about you that made him want to cherish yet obliterate every memory he held of you?

It was a hard thing for Eddie to come to terms with the first time it happened. His mismatched eyes had squinted and burned holes into the X-ray his doctor had handed him after running all the necessary tests.

“You’re dying Mr.Alette” he had stated bluntly, “It's a rare condition, not incurable but still painful” the wizened man had looked at Eddie with such pity that he wanted to do nothing but to hunt you down and show you, just how much he loved you at that moment.

The thought had tickled his fancy and taken up his imagination on several occasions between slow hours at work. More so than he liked to admit. Would you scream, cry or silently take the pain he would inflict on you? 

Would you then understand the way his lungs burned each time the flowery blooms surged up his throat and took an ounce of his life with them? Will you sympathize with the way his heart contracted within its cage and begged to be held by you?

Will you…would you…then love him back?

Eddie sank further into his bed, his snowy lashes fluttered gently as he stared absently at the ceiling of his room, haunted by these incessant questions rattling in his mind.

Autumn had fallen for the cold caress of winter and winter soon melted for the new blush of spring, yet the raging war between his mind and heart never seemed to find its victor.

On some days he hated you. With a vile pettiness for not loving him back. And on others he loved you so passionately that he happily wanted to wilt away as the tree of your love bloomed and spread its branches within his chest. 

* * *

Summer was soon approaching and Eddie was at his limits. The episodes had increased tenfold making him weaker than ever.

So as he sat crouching beside the tub in his bathroom, body trembling with the amount of blood and petals he had hurled, a bitter laugh escaped him. The cruel reality of his feelings surged like wild tears to his glinting eyes and threatened to choke him with the beautiful pain again.

He bit back a sigh and rested his head on the cold tiled wall. The air sneaked in from underneath the door and cooled the beads of sweat rolling down his head and chest. 

With a shaky grip on his phone, and a finality about him Eddie dialed a number.

* * *

Warm sunlight filtered through the gaps between the shades lining the window of the hospital room. Eddie’s hair was splayed upon the pillow like a silver halo. Beautiful eyes blinked slowly as they adjusted to the brightness in the room.

He could hear the faint murmur of a conversation between his sister and the doctor as they discussed when he was to be discharged.

His body was spry. He felt lighter than ever, yet something weighed heavy on his subconscious mind. That gnawing feeling of forgetting something important, made it difficult for him to rest well. 

He knew that he was sick. Remembered that he had undergone surgery. But there seemed to be a gaping hole in his memories surrounding his illness.

 No matter the amount of times he pestered Diva about his memory loss, she would evasively change the subject. Or would parrot the doctor and tell him that this was normal and he was experiencing the side effects of his treatment.

He didn't notice the way she quietly slid a polaroid into her purse, safely tucking it away from his sight. For Diva simply didn't have the heart to tell him about the way they had to pry the picture from his fingers, as he was rushed into surgery.

About how she had found him, unconscious on his bathroom floor. The way he had desperately tried to remember you. Or the fact that his last call to you had gone straight to voicemail.

She had half a mind to find a secluded corner and burn that little picture to smoke. To wipe away the evening that had almost made her lose her brother. Later, Maybe when she had less pressing matters to attend to.

* * *

The summer break seemed like it would go on forever. Diva sighed as she rolled around in her bed, finding a comfortable position until she finally settled on her stomach. She continued flipping through her photo albums, occasionally pausing to coo and marvel at some silly or goofy pictures that caught her attention. The loud whirr of the lawn mower alerted her of Eddie’s presence outside in the garden.

Her brother had gone back to his normal, strict routine and jobs. He had taken more of them to fill the dent left behind by his surgery on his bank account. 

She hummed under her breath, until her fingers paused and her eyes found a polaroid with the bottom corner singed. A small smile tugged at her pouty lips as she thumbed along the edge of the photo.

It was a picture of Eddie. His eyes shone with amusement and a rare sweet grin adorned his lips as he looked upon your sleeping form on the table, seated next to him. 

You had come over for your assignment. And halfway through the evening, ended up dozing, clutching the ends of Eddie’s hoodie in your grasp, like a vice. Although stoic around you most times, Diva had caught her brother, watching you softly as you curled up in sleep, unaware.

She wasn't able to resist then, when she had sneakily captured the moment on her camera. And she wasn't able to entirely burn the picture, knowing that even though his memories of you were now gone, Eddie had still loved you. Loved you enough to throw his life away.

[r41nbowpills]

it Girl y2k 🌟💘 icon

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Hey everyone~

I'm finally back again- (thought it would take me longer to come back ngl-) with an new draw or more like an fanart gift for @silkbab3y *(^o^)/*

And.. just as i told to Rosie long ago.. i made an fanart of da slayy wifey and IT GIRL fav.. Diva Alette- and i absolutely loved how it turned out to be the final result, totally made her justice~ ★~(◠ω◕✿)

Also hopping that Rosie enjoyed da fanart delivery service~ <33

Diva Alette Belongs to @xoxoalette

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[radroaxh]

Roachie… I came to tell you….

I didn’t forget about Henry x Eddie <3

Me neither <3

[damsxlette]

Starla after finding out her and Yue’s partners are twins (also finalized my Star redesign ✨)

Pierre, Diva, and Eddie - @xoxoalette

The exes and Star are mine <3

[xoxoalette]

*kicks down the door*

✨ Surprise Bag/Pocket Raid: ✨

- whats inside the casts bags or pockets?? ((This is an excuse to see if my bb girl Eddie has a picture of us, because if not, im gonna putting my 1x1 picture of me forcefully /j))

LMAO

Eddie:

A pack of gum, his phone, keys, wallet, and lip oil (honey flavored). You have to remember, Eddie doesn’t like MC so he wouldn’t even want a picture of them 😭

Diva:

let’s be fr… her pockets can’t hold shit….

Her purse however!! Her lip gloss (strawberry), a compact mirror with powder, prob some joint paper and a small case of crushed weed for it, gum, a gun (gehe), her phone, condoms, a lighter, tampons, wallet, and her keys.

Pierre:

Seashells he thinks are v pretty, his student is cause Mf can’t EVER remember his number, phone, wallet, chapstick (mango flavored), keys for his bike lock (he doesn’t drive)

Under cut for the other characters cause I’ve been having fun thinking about them gehe

Richard:

A box of cigarettes, gum, wallet, phone, and lighter.

Arthur:

A pen, lighter, wallet, papers he’s torn to write down stuff.

Axel:

Condoms, joint papers and weed case, cash (no wallet this loser…), his phone, a Polaroid of Diva.

Happy:

His phone, some shiny rock their friend gave them, his wallet, business cards from modeling agencies, chapstick (Berry).

[staravya]

Okay here’s what I got: instead of medjed, shido drags kid into this. Could come about as a result of some nosy teen detective poking around his conspiracy (cough hakuba and his father’s connections cough) so he wanted to distract him by throwing kid’s name in there. Two birds one stone and all that. Besides nobody knows kid’s name so it’s the same protection that picking medjed offers. (Futaba plot still happens she just offers to uhhhhh send them information hacked from the task force? They Do That.)

Unfortunately for him these actual teen detectives are very good at their jobs and Hakuba is like. Hm. Interesting that someone is trying to distract me this hard. Must mean there’s something worth investigating and I should dig deeper. I have a great idea of how to also kill two birds (further his investigation AND reroute Kaito’s gremlin energy) with one stone. Hey kaito have you heard kid sent another notice—etc etc, kaito intervenes to defend his name, he and the phantom thieves do the Spider-Man pointing meme before they start getting along like a house on fire (menace to menace communication), Conan is there (also to be a menace), someone has a palace, probably. Top contenders being Conan and his whole life or kid and his. Everything. The problem is there’s no way the thieves are getting either of their names LMAO

Anyway this is just preliminary thoughts idk I don’t have many plans and my brain wants to stick GX in p5 somewhere too so we’ll see

[allroundher]

if not destined to be lancashire teammates, why both wearing double denim

[patbwaifs]

"what are you doing"

if i can get into your head, maybe i can understand what his headspace was!

"i'm literally a fictional video game character"

shut up shut up shut up shut up shut up shut up shut up shut up shut up shut up

------- there's a silver lining to everything yeah?

pros: mysterious and tragic backstory cons: i̵̢͎͚̘̫͇̓̒̋̚ ̵̢̪͚̻͕̀̈́̓͌͂̑͗̋w̶̧̠͔̦̘̘̅̽́̾̔̌͗̈ͅǫ̷̣̣̦̅̋̓̽͆͘̚͝u̵̫͚͍̤͂l̷̨̝̜͙͕̄̎̂͑d̴̦̓͆̌̓͒͝ ̸̼͈̙̭̖̩̦̰̿̓̽̓̕ḏ̸̠̰̹̭̭̩͕̽̂́̊̃̕̕ė̷̡̓s̷̼͚̔̐̍͊͝ṭ̶̡̧̞͈̠̞̐͒͆ŗ̵̛͕̼͔̑o̴̳̘̎̒̕͝y̴͍͕͆̅̈́͆̓̿͌͝ ̸̢̪̙͎̦̖̩̒͗͗͝ť̵̨̺̘̣̘̪̣̑̀ȟ̸͎͛͒͛͝e̴̛̖̮̘̎̈́̉̂̔͘ ̴̬̯̭̤̺̉͆̍̓͒̚ͅw̸̗͆̎̍̀ȍ̴̞̫̇r̶̼͙͂̄͜͝l̸͍̞̤͖͋͆ͅd̸͔͓͙̼̞̭͕͗̍̉̐͘͝ ̶̹͕͎̯̎́͊̓̍̕͠͝ͅţ̷̬̳̙͍̯̲͍̑o̶̥̳̒̂̈́̀ ̵͉́̄g̴̨͙̱͔̻̬͑̔̿͆́̾e̶͇̔͗͛͌͑̄̈́t̸̢̖̙̦̍͛͆̆͝ ̶̧̙̘̃̒́̏͂̂̏͝ý̵̨̡͍͉͔͉̦͙́o̵̞̗̩̬̯̥̤̾̈̅̽͂̇u̸͔̞̞̓̾ ̴̤͋̆̽̎͝b̴̪̮̯̝͉̈́̃̋̍̋̓̚͝a̶̡͙̠̣̻̼͖̾̉̍̈́̓c̶̺͙̤͍͕̆̅k̸̝̠̤̎́̓̏̎͝ͅ ̶̬͈̒̈̋̽͐̚͘b̷̛͎̣̝̘̐͂̇͑̈͝u̵͚̘̦̼̝̞̝͐͊͑͋̾ẗ̵̩̯̰̝̈́̏͛̓̾̎͠ͅ ̷̞̣̜͝ì̶̭̗̜̱̬͛̄̀̅͠ͅͅ ̴̢̺̮̠̼̭̈r̷̢͉̖̤͎̪̜͝ḙ̵̍͌̉̈́̋ṕ̴̤̺͕̻̬̲͙̤͛̓̀ȅ̵͓̗̲̠͕a̷̖̹͂͆̌̔́̀̄͝t̵̨͖̜̩̖͛͗̑̈̾̈́̈̚e̶͍̬͍̻̓d̵̬̜͙̩̤̰͉͖͑l̷̢̛̤̙͓̈́̄́͋̓̀͠ͅÿ̸̧̞͙͇̤͓̘̏̓̅̈́́͘͝ ̴̞͎͎͉̦̂̆p̶̯̐͂̔̎̒̚͠l̴͚̖̘̹̮̩̼͊̒̃͌̀̚͘͝e̷̩̰̰͛̿̎̽̓̋͆d̷̡͎̙͈͚̙̰͛͆͆̉g̶͍̬̈́̓͑͆̈̿͐é̵̞͇̤̖̲̲̩͗͑̓ͅ ̴̼͇̖͌͂̔̎͛͑m̷̫͔̘͓͇̪̋́̌͘͝ͅy̷͉̌͊͆̂͊̃̃ ̷̝̞͔̓̋̈̒̿̀l̴̛̋̂̀̍̀̾̿ͅo̵̮̙̜̐̈́̓v̴͇̳͎͎̼̎́͊̓ȩ̶̞̙̲̠͎̐̚ ̵̣̰͚̼̈́͗̾̂͛͛͠à̶̛̩̝͕̦̟͎̮̅͜n̴̗̅͐͛̓̍̏d̴̡͚̲̟̦͓̾̊̈͊́͆̋͂ͅ ̵̧͚̰̲͉͎̞̈́̓̏̆l̵̺̯̤̤̭̇ọ̵̘̱̣̍̓̆͑̒̒̚y̸̨̙͈̾͂͊̐̍̐̚͜a̵̡̛͕̰̜̟̦͐͘͝l̴̹̞̫̺̄t̵̼̓̀̏y̸̛͇̜̿̾̍̏̒̕ ̴̢̛̺͙͐̕͜͝t̸̥̐̊̔̒̂̇͘͘ǫ̷̬͖̝̫͙̓̓͊̑̒͜ͅ ̵̢̧̞̺̫͇͇̹̓̒̽͂̚͝H̷̛̹̭͒K̵̛͉̱̔̒͊̾̂̚͜B̵̺͒̈

on more art related things, i have some rules established in my head for Connor's face, and now I just have to practice and adjust. repetition!!!

i do have a number of projects I need to finish before I can give some attention to this, but I really like just sketchin it up and showing everyone.

----------- I'm okay. I think I've been reaching a point in my life where I can finally think and talk and discuss about what happened to my family in 2016. only took me *checks notes* 7 years. remarkable! or rather it's like... i can process what happened now or be destroyed by it again.

For context

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augh My younger brother took his own life in September 2016. The day before my birthday. In accordance to Jewish law, the body must be buried within 24 hours of the death, but HKB in His infinite wisdom and mercy delayed the funeral via some issue with the city and my family over the body. As a result, the funeral was the day after. Not to get all religious and Jewish out of nowhere...

I miss him every day. I have a ring I wear that has his name on it in Hebrew. (It's actually kind of stuck on there. I got some hefty fingies compared to the rest of my hands, haha)

I'm a low empathy person in general. But I wish I could empathize with my brother, somehow. And I have found such an avenue through Connor, the android sent by Cyberlife for a multitude of reasons, including the ending where Connor is all alone in front of the Android Revolution.

Connor is - a mediator between me and my brother. I'm sure my brother would have related a lot to the character if he were here. maybe. but i think there's similarity between the two, haha.

[minkminkart]

@xoxoalette

Don’t worry he still wears his beanie, and no he’s not hiding a boner he just use his pants as heat warmers;)… And he tends to scratch his belly or his head when he’s caught off guard.

I wanted to do a short intro toon of Desa so mwah here.

[hongkongblurays]

Shaz has put up a bonus episode on, Golden Swallow. This was due to how much she enjoyed covering, Come Drink With Me. You can find it here:https://anchor.fm/hongkongandbeyond/episodes/Bonus-Episode-Golden-Swallow-1968-e2240c7

[xoxoalette]

Would you mind telling us more about the characters that are apart of HKB universe?

Absolutely!

Under cut cause it’s kinda long

Happy, Richard, and Arthur all live where Diva lives; Richard and Arthur working at the university she attends!

Richard (don’t mind the old art…)

Is in his 50s, an English professor who was and still kinda is a serial killer! I say still kinda because he probably doesn’t do it as often as he did in his highschool years.

He’s Diva’s former professor when she was in freshman and acts as her second father figure (also helps teaches her about disposing evidence and whatnot)

Then you have Arthur

In his late 40s, Arthur is the librarian of the university and Richard’s former friend and partner in crime until one incident left their friendship in pieces. Arthur LOVES to taunt Richard now— and also sorta acts as Diva’s mentor but much more unhealthy

Then you have Happy who I recently just made!

An upcoming serial killer who is a model under the mask! They attend the same college as Diva but is a senior, and although he isn’t friends with Diva per say…. they LOVE to watch her

And then there’s Axel who I hadn’t drawn yet but!!! He’s Diva ex boyfriend who is still obsessed with her! Was a p ass of a boyfriend that’s really all there is to say :/

But I do hope to make vns with Richard and Arthur together and Axel and Happy having their own short vns! If… I ever even finish HKB

[mimeo-tan]

kink rating: guro

-hkb

incredible. it's a shame how much of it would be instantly, or at least quickly, lethal. i love the guts, skin, tissues, muscle, bones — they all feel so erotic to just... look at. the violent aspect, although not inherent, can also elevate it, or maybe unsanitary things and cannibalism... it's so very versatile. easily one of the favourite kinks

[kamakrazeewarboyz]

For the character bingo! I'd love to see your takes on Nux and Immortan Joe!

You unleashed a monster the moment you said Nux. That’s my BOY. My #1 blorbo. Absolute baby man love of my life. I love everything about him (maybe I’m biased because I love Nick Hoult as well, but GOD his performance- I cry at the ending canyon scene every time.), his character arc, his rabid puppy dog personality, all the little hints into his psyche and tidbits of a life lived that we never get to go into true full detail about. And to top it all off I am, like my username suggests, crazy about War Boys. I could talk about him/them forever but I fear I’ve already said too much.

THEE Daddy War Crimes- I have a love/hate relationship with him bc he is indeed a Bastard but he’s a very stylish bastard with an incredible voice and manipulative charm and I also think I’m physically incapable of feeling negatively towards HKB or any of his characters.

[minkminkart]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE ALETTE TWINS!!! I was going to post this earlier but I went to the gym.

In Odes Dorm Room-

“It’s my birthday~” Diva whispered excitedly as she plops herself on her boyfriend chest.

“So that means you’ll cash in on your promise, Right?” She says still whispering but bringing her face closer to his, the smell of hazelnut and vanilla surrounds her probably from his shirt that she is wearing. “Which promise am I cashing in on?” His voice deep and low, almost too low to be heard.

“No dragon dildos though. I’m not letting you stick that up my ass.” He says his brow raised with amusement. Diva just smiles a slight chuckle leaving her body as she rested her chin on her hands.

“No but that’s… definitely on my list now since you brought it up.” She smiles teasingly her feet kicking in a slow relaxed motion. “Shopping.” She says a huge smile on her face, Odes looks away for a second he mumbles under his breath for a second then looks at Diva with a knowing smile. “I guess we’ll be late to your party, huh.” It’s her birthday but he knows she’ll buy all her friends gifts too. Which means a minimum of 8 hours of shopping. “And we can practice your driving today too since it’s my birthday and I need to relax right?’ She says now playing with his face, Odes doesn’t mind.

“Then after my party we can test some new toys I bought.” She says her eyes heavy with mischief and lust.

“We can do anything you want princess.” Odes says softly trying to sway her away from sex talk. He knows once she gets going they’ll be in here all day.

“Whatever I want right?” She smirks readjusting herself so that she’s boxing him under her, “I want you to fuc-“ Odes did not let her finish her swoops her up in a fluid motion, (ew athletic ass.) and tosses her over his shoulder. “I like the navy blue micro mini skirt I think it’ll look amazing with this crop top.” He says carrying her to his closet, which had more of her clothes than his.

“Easy to fuck me in right?” She whispered in his ear which sends a shiver up his spine, he slide his free hand down his face fighting the urge to bend to her command. “D.. C’mon..” he says talking into his hand Diva still dangling on his shoulder she smirks.

“Or you can give me a slurpy? Less work, and shorter tim-“ Odes tosses her off his shoulder catching her under her pits before setting her down on her feet. Not making eye contact with her he turns to walk away heart thumping in his ears and a very noticeable bulge in his sweat pants.

“Get dressed.” He says with a hoarse tone trying to escape she worked him up, Diva knows he needs one more push to give her what she want, with great ease she pulled out her ‘fuck me’ eyes as she stares at Odes back.

Odes feeling her stare he looks at her pleadingly, “Are we even going to make it to the arcade?” He sighs walking over to his small gray haired girlfriend grabbing the back of her thighs and lifting her up pressing her against the closet wall. “Mmm probably~” she says before kissing his lip flicking her tongue for him to make way for her in his mouth, which he does.

Eddie & Bobby

Some Random Meadow Bobby Found-

Earlier in the day Bobby set up a cute set up for a movie night in a meadow for Eddie’s birthday. Since he’s a workaholic they had to make multiple phone calls to his jobs and teachers to make sure he has no excuse to not go. They planned to invite Pierre, but knowing Eddie he’d probably ignore them the entire time to talk to him because he hates them. They love giving no option, it’s their favorite by time.

Sitting in their blacked out Chevrolet Corvette waiting for Eddie to come out of his apartment. They’re texting their friends in their group chat to pass time. Finally the coming down to the car the male walks to the car door, he tries to open the door but Bobby locked it. “Let me get that for you Princess.” They say with a smug smirk. “Don’t be corny…” he says looking at the red head with a flat face. They ignore his grumpy remark as they swing their door up so he can enter their car, “Get in. Now.” They say pointing to the seat.

Eddie raised his brow at the shorter figure before grumbling and getting into the car. Bobby closed the door and skips back to the driver side. “Welcome to the Bobby Express hopefully you took a piss before entering.” They say smiling sweetly throwing the car in gear. It takes the male a minute to realize his life might be in danger, “Please drive like you have some sense Bobb-“ Bobby cuts him off by smoothly backing out the parking lot with a spin as they speeds off to the highway. Eddie felt his heart drop to his lap, the red head is smiling as they blasts frozen ‘let it go’ flying down the highway smoothly gliding in between cars they safely and quickly brought Eddie to a secluded meadow. Maybe this was a bad decision to trust …them.

Bobby set up this with their group of friends a blanket fort in the middle of a meadow, a bunch of unseen extension cords and their bestie’s trusty truck Bobby successfully made a comfortable movie fort. Snacks, card games and movies.

“What to do first.” The red head says crawling into the fort, “snacks and a card game?” Bobby ask holding up a drinking card game with a bag of salt and vinegar chips which is solely theirs. “Sure.” Eddie says squatting down to meet them inside the surprisingly spacious fort.

“Okay here’s the rules to the game, we ask each other questions that’s on the card and if we get the wrong answer the other party can do what they want to the loser, fair?” Bobby ask shuffling the deck expertly. “Yea, sounds fair…. But had you played this game before if so that isn’t fair.” He said crossing his legs resting his elbow on his knee and his head in his hand.

“I don’t play any party game twice besides uno or black jack so don’t worry.” Bobby says setting the stack between the two of them. “Draw princess.” Bobby says smiling sitting on their feet.

Drawing the first card Eddie reads “What’s the color of my pant-….ies.” Eddie says slowly his face scrunched up in confusion. Bobbi chuckled covering their mouth, “black.” They say pointing to his band. “My tuuuurn~” they pluck a card from the deck, “What’s my favorite alcoholic beverage?” They ask with a smirk. “How the hell would I know that?” He ask narrowing his eyes at the smug doe eyed demon. “Is that your answer princess?” Bobbi asks leaning over to Eddie, “Yea, it is.” He says flatly. “Pastis.” They say before biting his shoulder, caught off guard Eddie face winces a slight groan/moan escaping his mouth before he catches himself. “What the hell, Bobbi…” he murmurs looking at his shoulder, Bobbi wiping their mouth smiles. “You agreed I can do anything to you since you lost.” They play a couple more rounds no luck for Eddie not even one question right. Bobby on the other hand claimed Eddie’s body purely through this game, one last Card for both parties to claim , “Rock, Paper scissors for the Winner.” The card reads to which the two immediately followed, to Edward’s loss. Bobby sighs playfully before splashing Eddie with warm water. “Last win for the night-“ Eddie closed the distance between the two his hand hovering over their throat, visibly frustrated? Angry? Who knows. “You rigged the game didn’t you?” Eddie ask his voice dangerously low, he knew Bobby like seeing him show any kind of reaction so he tries to keep his face neutral seems like this egged them on to irritate him, Bobby body shakes but not out of fear no they’re holding back a fit of laughter. “I-… No I didn’t rig the game you’re just not good at party games when you don’t go to parties.” They say popping a chip in their mouth. “..Fuck…” he says throwing his wet hair back and sighing grumpily.

@xoxoalette