#i know noone will see it but it is too funny not to share

[katarriinn]

Converting my work friend and getting him a crash course of fandom

So, I work as a receptionist in office building... i am the first being you see when you go in, so i have lots of time. Through out the months i made a friend with a guy here from one of the company. We became friends because I've never seen someone being so gay and loud and funny. So queer people just know each other and bond.

Well today, after we talked many times about the new ATLA because i am obsessed and in the midst of writing a fic i told him about just the show. His bf knows it so i invited myself to rewatch The tales of Ba Sing Se as you know i want my soul crushed and i want to see his soul crushed for the first time. But for introduction into tropes, ships, fandoms, AUs and other great magical corners of our creative imagination, i started with Harry Potter. As once everyone knows HP and second it is just my heart. Well to the actual day today. I asked him what pairing he thinks i pair in HP. Firstly he guessed Straight ships like Hermione/Harry then i said it is not straight so he thought of Harry/Cedric or jokingly Hagrid/Dumbledore after that he said "If you say it is Harry and Malfoy, well i don't know about that" so i of course said, well that one is correct. (we were texting btw) He sent me a gif of shocked pug then wrote "Not that! Malfoy is slimyy!" then proceeded to send me the old Drarry edited photos. For a few texts he mocked the idea but then i sent him few fanarts and tiktok edits and he was like "okay...i see it now." So basically when he went on a break, i gave him a crash course of the terms and then he proceeded to send me fanarts he found and OMG ILOVE IIIIIT!!!!!!!!

[babygirlwritessmut]

♡︎ part5. the morning after

MINORS DNI!

・❥・pairing: vi (arcane) x fem!reader

・❥・ summary: after a great night with Vi, you didn`t hear your parents coming back, so you are trying to hide Vi in your room

・❥・ genre: smut + kinda friends to lovers

・❥・ word count: 1.5k

✎ warnings: 18+, smut, sub!vi, fingering

WHEN I NEEDED YOU masterlist

Vi woke up to the sound of a car pulling up. she got up and peeked out the window. “cupcake, how soon did you want me to meet your parents?”

“mmm, what?” you mumbled, yawning and opening one eye. Vi was standing by the window, looking intently outside.

“I mean, I don’t mind, but maybe we should at least go on a date first,” she said, glancing away from the window. her eyes roamed over your breasts with a playful hunger, as you lay there still uncovered from the night before. you enjoyed how Vi looked at you, savoring the attention and not reaching for the blanket to cover yourself.

“what are you talking about?” you asked, still trying to catch up with the context of her words.

she finally tore her gaze from you and said, “your parents. they’re here. right now.”

“what?! what time is it?” you grabbed your phone, shocked to see it was past noon. “no, no, no, I’m… I’m still naked, Vi!” you frantically began gathering your pajamas from the floor. Vi just laughed at you. “it’s not funny; they can’t know you stayed here last night and that we… oh my god.”

“that we… what?” she stepped closer, running her finger over your nipple. you bit your lip but moved her hand away. she just waved it off and said, “don't worry, I’ll go downstairs and pretend I slept there.”

you heard the front door open, and your mom called out to you. “no, it’s too late, you need to hide in the closet,” you whispered, hurriedly pulling on your clothes.

“in the closet? are you serious?” Vi chuckled at your words. “we’re not sixteen.”

“yes, yes, but...” you heard footsteps on the stairs. “go, now!” you whispered to Vi, rushing out and closing the door behind you.

you almost ran into your mom, who gasped in surprise. “everything alright?”

“yes, mom!” you cleared your throat and said more calmly, “yeah, mom, I just overslept a bit since we stayed up late last night. I’ll freshen up and come down to help clean.” you forced a smile, hoping your heart wasn’t racing too visibly.

“well, alright.” your mom gave you a questioning look and went downstairs. when you entered the room, Vi came out to meet you.

“I'll clean up downstairs quickly and be right back with you, don’t go anywhere!” you whispered to Vi, who smiled and did as you said.

once downstairs, you found out that the other girls had already left. after tidying up the pillows and bedding, you joined your parents and shared some details about the evening, carefully omitting certain parts, then excused yourself to clean up your room.

back in your room, you let Vi out of the closet. when your eyes met, you both struggled to hold back laughter. she was holding something, and as she lifted her hand, you saw it was your red panties. “maybe you could wear these for me next time?” Vi winked at you.

“only if you take them off me.” you pulled her by her shirt, pressing your lips to hers. your tongue explored her mouth as her hands gripped your hips, and you wrapped a leg around hers. you had never wanted anyone this much, craving the feel of her lips on your body, her fingers inside you, and wanting to give her the same pleasure.

in the heat of the kiss, you forgot about your parents and pinned Vi against the wall by your door. she nearly growled at how hungrily you kissed her, eager to strip you down and taste you again, to make you moan as loudly as possible. lost in each other, one of you accidentally knocked a lamp off the table. you both started laughing, but then you heard a voice right outside the door.

“are you okay in there? what was that noise?" your mom was right outside. without hesitation, you clamped a hand over Vi’s mouth and peeked out the door. “yeah, mom, I just dropped my book.” your mom looked at you quizzically, and you felt Vi start to lick your fingers, sending a shiver through you. you panicked, trying to pull your hand away, but she kept licking, and you felt yourself getting flustered. “okay, I’ll clean up; sorry for the noise,” you said quickly, closing the door and giving Vi a nervous glare.

she took your hand and slipped two of your fingers into her mouth, sucking on them. the look on your face changed instantly at the sight. you turned the lock on the door and pushed her toward the bed.

climbing on top of Vi, you kissed her lips passionately. breaking away from her mouth, you moved to her neck, and when you ran your tongue from her collarbone to her ear, she tilted her head back and let out a soft moan. your hands slid under her shirt, caressing her stomach, and the feel of her muscles excited you immensely. your hand slowly descended to the waistband of her boxers, and you looked to see Vi’s reaction. her face had a seductive smile that made your head spin; your lips met hers again as your hand slipped under her clothes. you felt her wetness under your fingers, and as you traced over her clit, she threw her head back. seizing the moment, your fingers slid inside her, and you watched her grip the blanket tightly. moving your fingers, you felt her warmth inside, the soft walls of her pussy squeezing around you. as you sped up, Vi bit her hand - no one needed to hear you two right now. you could see her hips start moving in rhythm with your fingers, her body responding to every motion, and you almost regretted not hearing her moans. when Vi threw her head back again and bit her lip, you knew she was close. with your other hand, you started stimulating her clit, feeling her tighten around your fingers, until she came. carefully, you removed your hand from her boxers and looked up.

“what was that just now?” she whispered softly to you.

“I couldn’t let you go just like that, especially after last night.” you winked and helped her sit up.

“well, that was definitely the right call,” Vi laughed. “but I really have to go.” she began to change, and you watched her every movement. her entire body was perfect for you - how had you never noticed how beautiful she was?

“there’s a game tonight. want to come?” Vi whispered to you. for a moment, you realized that after the argument with Troy, you had completely forgotten about football, and everything connected to it. you hadn’t even thought about the schedule anymore. “I’d like you to be there,” she added.

“then I’ll definitely come,” you said, standing up from the bed and giving her a kiss on the cheek. you handed her bag to her and gestured to the window. “unfortunately, it looks like you’ll have to go out this way.” Vi just laughed again and nodded. as she was about to climb out, she handed you your red panties, which she had found earlier in your closet, but you said, “keep them. I have your jacket, so you can have these.” you looked into each other’s eyes one last time, and Vi gently brushed her hand over your necklace before slipping out the window, smiling.

after finally tidying up as you’d promised your mom, you took a shower. while getting ready, you could only think about Vi - how could you not? she had filled your thoughts completely. once you were dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, you checked the weather on your phone and decided to bring a jacket just in case. your eyes immediately fell on Vi’s red jacket, and you bit your lip, remembering last night. you slipped it over your shoulders, still smelling her scent on it, and gently ran your fingers over the fabric before heading downstairs.

“mom, I'm going to the game,” you said, peeking into the living room where your parents were watching a movie.

“I thought you would not go there anymore after what happened with Troy.” your parents paused the movie and looked at you carefully.

“yeah, I just feel like going today,” you replied a bit uncertainly. you weren't good at lying to your parents, so you quickly looked away.

“uh-huh, alright.” you were about to turn to leave when your mom added, “nice jacket.”

“um, thanks,” you replied, blushing.

“oh, and next time, please tell Vi that we have a front door,” your body went cold, and your eyes widened in embarrassment. “have fun.”

you decided it was better not to reply, so cursing under your breath, you left as quickly as possible.

[kenobers]

Jason Todd Headcanons

just a few thoughts that help inform the way i write this doof. it's linked below as well, but check out jason's spotify wrapped if you have a minute! ;-)

Samsung User

Jason says he likes his coffee dark, but secretly orders flavored lattes (see that one Hozier photo)

Puts cinnamon in his coffee grounds

He may have good taste in books, but he's got shit taste in movies

Loves a few basic safe picks - Fight Club, Pulp Fiction, things you might expect from someone like him

But his "Watch Again" list is all cheesy action movies and wacky comedies. Mark Wahlberg appears a little too often.

Doesn’t watch a lot of television, but sometimes likes to fall asleep to Family Guy or South Park

Has one ear piercing he got on a dare, done by either one of his brothers or one of the Outlaws

Good gift giver, but only wraps things in newspaper

Really terrible about remembering to take his medication

To the point that Dick and Tim got him one of those every day of the week pill boxes as a joke - but it's actually been incredibly helpful

Is a regular at his neighborhood corner store

To the point where the guys at the counter don’t even card him anymore

He's the type of man to sleep till noon, 1:30 on Sundays

If he's sharing a bed, he will snuggle up to you in his sleep

Snores

Unfortunately uses 3-in-1 shampoo/conditioner/body wash

Has an high tolerance for weed, which annoys the hell out of him because he enjoys a joint but does not fuck with edibles

Every time he tries an edible, he stares at himself in the mirror for three hours and Does Not like it

Drunk Yapper

Beer Drinker

Doesn't always know his own strength

Not in the accidentally-break-someone's-arm type of way, but definitely in the sometimes-closes-the-door-too-hard-and-goes-"whoopsie daises!" type of way

Thankfully, he's become a pretty great handy man

Despite being a certified Car Guy, he did die at 15 and as a consequence is lowkey still how to drive a none military grade car (in other words, he's a shit driver) (but it's okay, he sticks to the motorcycle and public transportation)

He's not a hugger, but he is a leaner

Thrifts all of his clothes

Prefers to get his books from local indie/second-hand/new & used bookstores

But still has a Barnes & Nobles membership card

His bookshelf is not organized what-so-ever; it's started to operate as more of a gun rack while his books get stacked underneath his bed (he tells himself that this will make him get through his To Be Read list faster)

His top played song of last year was “Kiss Me Through The Phone” by Soulja Boy

His music taste can be divided into three primary playlists; East Coast Rap, Metal, Ear Worms

Is the family expert on the Gotham underground music scene

He isn’t big on social media at all, but he has a Twitter with like 15 followers he uses to keep an eye on whoever

(and also to keep up with music and book updates)

He’s occasionally very funny on it. But just occasionally.

Just Online enough to know who Trisha Paytas is, not Online enough to know who ClubChalamet is

He got his GED once he joined the family again

and yes, they threw him a little party to celebrate

Has the BatChat on silent, but still checks it regularly

Terrible texter; you’ll either hear back from him immediately or in three weeks time

“srry didn’t see this”

(he did see this, he just got anxiety about it)

Has a lot of anxiety about smalls things like that

Especially when it comes to the Bat Family

He’s not always sure where he stands with everyone - if they like him, trust him, want him there

Paranoid that they’re nosy because they secretly think he’s going to go rogue again

Has to constantly remind himself that they’re just nosy the same way that he’s nosy - because this is literally a family of detectives

[kiss-me-muchoo]

𝐖𝐞’𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 || 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠!𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬 𝐒𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

part one: we’ll be safe and sound || part two: isn’t it delicate?

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲_ Lucy Gray Baird was once your best friend. But Coriolanus Snow arrived and it was you who had them both charmed up. Where Coriolanus returns to the Capitol thinking he killed two women. Only to be surprised to realise that he doomed the bright prospect of his future.

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬_ ANGST, kinda Lucy Gray x Coryo x reader, chasing, blood, slight gore if you imagine some scenes, poisonous berries, mentions of aphrodisiacs, drowning, violence, this gets slightly dark.

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞_ this is one of my favourite fics ab Coriolanus so far. Main songs are Safe and Sound (Taylor’s version), can’t catch me now again and triste verano lol. Part two is going to be the aftermath of this btw

♪ ♫ awful Coriolanus Snow playlist ✰ Index (+ fics here)

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The water was warm. The soft rocks at the bottom made it slippery to stand still. But you did your best to stay there, looking at your friends laughing and playing where the water was deep.

“I can’t do it.” You say, shaking your head.

“You’re such a baby. Of course, you can!” The girl beside laughs at you and gently pushes you.

“Lucy Gray! I swear if you push me again I’m killing you” she laughs harder.

“Lucky me I know how to swim and you don’t”

“Relax. Just take my hand, I’m not letting you drown” Slowly, you take her hand, letting Lucy Gray guide you deeper into the water.

“I’m closing my eyes” you warn her. She rolls her eyes and laughs. The voices of your friends and the splashing sounds closer. At the same time, you feel the water has reached your chest. And it sends you on spirals.

“It’s okay. Just let go…” You’re holding Lucy Gray’s hand too tight. But as you reach further, you start making a big attempt to float. That’s when Lucy Gray grabs both of your hands to help you.

She finds your furrowed brows and insecure face funny and cute at the same time.

After some existential nights, the young girl questioned if she had ever felt such a strong connection with anyone as she did with you.

No. Never.

“Lucy Gray!” When she comes back to reality, she smiles shocked. She had dropped your hands but you had managed to keep floating. You were swimming.

“See? You did it!” Some of the members of The Covey cheer and you smile and laugh at their jokes.

“Told ya’. You’re just a baby” You poke your tongue out and she just makes fun of you.

“So funny. Shouldn’t you be at the market helping Maude Ivory to sell the necklaces we made?” Lucy Gray rolls her eyes again.

“Shouldn’t you be home?” It’s noon, almost dark. And yes, you should be home.

“I should.” To Lucy Gray, it was a disappointment to see that you never shared anything about your family or home. She just knew your mother’s family was from District 4, nothing else.

“Go home. I don’t want you to get scolded.” She was too sweet. Too sweet that you questioned if Lucy Gray Baird was your best friend.

“Petal, I’m almost eighteen…” one of the girls threw you a towel as soon as you made it out of the lake. After thanking her, you slip into your black sundress, which captures your alleged best friend’s attention.

“Why the black dress?” As a colour lover, you supposed Lucy Gray was hating your dress.

“It was the first thing I grabbed,” you admit, drying your hair with the towel.

“It looks like you’re going to a field funeral.”

“Maybe I was. In case I happened to have died in the lake” you joke, making her splash you. Lucy Gray noticed at that moment that you used many words that sounded too educated.

“Do you trust me so little?” She asked as she watched you leave.

“You know I trust whoever is loyal to me.” And with that, you disappeared through the trees.

There was something on you that intrigued Lucy Gray. And soon there will be two.

…

One night, at the hob, Lucy Gray is performing with The Covey and you are seated, smiling at her and your friends. Then all of a sudden, a certain blonde and tanned boy reaches for you.

“Y/N!” You hear your name and once you turn, you spot your two new friends.

“Sejanus, hey!” He offers you a little hug but it’s nothing compared to when Coriolanus Snow got closer.

“Coriolanus…” he literally falls into your open arms, his arms snaking around your hips with so much disguise that it makes you blush at the intimacy.

“I’ve told you… you can call me Coryo” You smile at him, inspecting his charming blue eyes that still made you get lost like the first day.

“Right… Well, it’s nice to see you, Coryo” he wants to chuckle. As Sejanus gets lost to get a drink, the blonde man takes a seat beside you.

“How has your training been? Hopefully not too hard.” You ask and wonder. Coriolanus was a peacekeeper in training. You met him almost three weeks ago, and somehow he made you very happy.

“I’m used to it now. The first days were the worst” you nod, turning back to see Lucy Gray and cheer for her.

Meanwhile, Coriolanus looked at you. Even your profile was a mystery to him. There was something about you that made him feel at home. Maybe it was your mannerisms that were very… Capitol. And that’s the thing, he didn’t know you. Yet, there was something that urged Coriolanus to unveil you. And that has started to make him question his feelings for Lucy Gray.

The moment you knew Coriolanus was Capitol, you started putting everything in a balance. And as you spent days talking outside of The Covey House and the lake, you realised you had started to put an eye on him.

When you turned to see the young man, you were surprised to see him already looking at you.

“What?” You ask, smiling. He replies by looking down, cheeks slightly flushed with pink.

“Nothing.” Your hand sneaks around your neck, and you feel it naked. You have lost your necklace.

Coriolanus sees how you start looking at the table, then the floor, looking out for something.

“What happened?”

“My necklace. I think I lost it… damn it” he starts helping you.

“Maybe it fell at the entrance” he suggests. So together we leave the hob. All under the fixated look of Lucy Gray. Who kept singing but the feeling on her chest made her uneasy.

The necklace doesn’t appear.

“It was just a necklace. But…” you sigh, leaning against the wall of the alley. Just a golden chain, no pendant, nothing.

Coriolanus can only see your features under the moonlight, ignoring the necklace issue. You have a beautiful dress under an oversized cardigan. With or without the necklace, you look gorgeous.

“It was a present. From my sixteenth birthday”

“Have mine.” You look at him before giggling. He takes his tag, a silver chain with his name on it. The young man thinks you would like him even more by offering his tag to you. He wants you to become closer to him. But the offer could be seen as wrong.

“I can’t take it, Coryo” he gets closer and the proximity makes you avoid his eyes. Only to land your vision on his hand taking yours.

He slips the tag in your palm, it’s still warm.

This is the most intimate moment you’ve shared with him. And you don’t know how to feel about it.

“At least until you get a new necklace” he suggests, offering a little smile. You can see he has no moles around his face, barely visible freckles maybe. His skin is very clear and his lips…

As you’re too focused on analysing his face, you accept the chain. And for some reason, you let him play with your cold fingers.

“Until then…” he leans closer, and the air suddenly feels fogged. It could be just another humid summer night.

But no, it was because Coriolanus Snow was less than two inches away from kissing you.

His free hand was ready to land behind your neck, just to slightly push you towards him and finally discover what your lips felt like.

“Where were you two?…” the side door of the hob opened. And like two volts, you and Coriolanus separate from each other. You grasp his tag tightly around your hand in a fist.

Lucy Gray had seen the interaction.

“Just looking for y/n’s necklace,” Coriolanus said first, walking away from you.

“Oh. Well, we were just waiting for you two. They want to start a round with beers” the girl said, rolling her eyes and giggling, pretending very well.

“Let’s go then…” Coriolanus walked past her, smiling at her like nothing happened. You tried to do the same. But Lucy Gray grabbed your forearm, stopping you from entering the hob behind the young man.

“Say the truth. Are you falling in love with him?” You frown, slightly irritated at the question.

“Of course not. I barely know him.” You replied a little too harshly. She nodded, silently believing you.

“You know I’ll never be the woman who wrecks a relationship.” She takes your word a little wounded. Seeing how you enter the hob quietly.

She just stares at the sky. You had been a good friend and she trusted you. Lucy Gray was having a little crisis. She questioned at that very moment if she actually loved Coriolanus.

Certainly not. She didn’t trust him at the beginning. Seeing him almost kissing you, was making her not trust him at the end. And Lucy Gray knew. You were so loyal to ever intentionally get involved in some affair. You preached to Not do what you don’t want to happen to you.

But the truth is that you would wreck a relationship. Unintentionally, but twice.

…

It was you who discovered a pomegranate tree near The Covey House. The branches were long and the season of pomegranates was until late summer, but somehow, in August, the tree was blossoming a couple of red beats.

Near the house, the nomad group had built some locations to make their lives easier. Like some stations to wash clothes and eat. Maude Ivory was sick, she started with a sore throat and she developed a stomach infection later. So you suggested picking their laundry. And since you spent more time with The Covey rather than your family, it wasn’t rare for Coriolanus to find you folding some dresses that were once hanging on a tightrope between two trees.

He stepped on a branch and it made you jump startled.

“Gosh! You scared me!” you squeaked after seeing Coriolanus standing there with his peacekeeper uniform. He grinned, leaving his little backpack on the table. He spotted a little basket filled with pomegranates.

“You picked all this?” He asked, pointing at the basket.

“Yes. It was a big surprise to see pomegranates in August. They start their season at the end of the month or September.”

“I never thought you would be that kind of girl?” You frowned laughing, turning back to fold the dresses into another basket.

“What kind, Coriolanus?” Shortly after, you know he is behind you. You can feel his breath in the nape of your neck, and it sends shivers to your spine.

“The kind who climbs trees and folds laundry while singing” your cheeks immediately go red. He had heard you sing previously.

“You heard me?”

“Indeed. Very pretty voice,” he said after sensing how embarrassed you were.

“I don’t sing. And you really shouldn’t be here. Lucy Gray was looking for you” You state firmly. Realising how much anyone could misinterpret the situation if they find you almost tangled up with Coriolanus Snow behind you.

“She was gone when I arrived here.”

“Oh…” you say, taking the basket with the laundry. When Coriolanus sees that you are also going to grab the one with the pomegranates, he stops you.

“Let me help you…” he takes the one with the fruit.

“Thank you.” He grabs your hand again, and it makes you weak. But you remember your dear friend. And the loyalty you preach.

“You can’t do this, Coryo. Not to her, not you. And not to me…” he sighs. Honestly, he didn’t want to hurt either one. But it was you who he was always trying to describe. It was you making him laugh so much. And it was you who made him feel like… home. Like…Capitol.

“You make me feel different.” You roll your eyes.

“And how did she make you feel in the first place?” They met at the Capitol. While you prayed for Lucy Gray’s survival at the Hunger Games. Boys could be liars.

“Lucy Gray made me feel like I had an option away from home.”

“But… you make me feel like I can have both. I can have this…” he says looking down at the pomegranates and folded laundry.

“And also… what I had there.” You have to look away. You see the trees and how some leaves fall because of the breeze.

“You’ll have to choose one day…” he nods, but he’s so close to you. He can see every detail of your delicate face. So as much as he tries to resist the urges, he ends up leaning closer. Your lips brush his and it’s magical. You really want to kiss him too.

“Doesn’t have to be today. Right?” His comment makes you almost retreat. And before you can walk away he pulls you to his chest again, finally kissing you.

He’s soft, yet passionate and intense. His right-hand finds comfort in the back of your neck while the other lands on your chin, deepening the kiss. For you, it’s an automatic response to put your arms around his neck.

As the kiss turns more desperate, the hand on your chin ends up pushing your lower back and you have to suppress a moan when you feel the clear outline of his manhood poke at your lower belly and part of your pelvis. It’s not enough to the fire you both initiated, but you have to stop.

Both of you pant for air and somehow he ends up smiling.

“Until the day you choose. This never happened.” You say firmly, but slowly, and you also smile at him.

Your smile was enough to keep him calm on the way back. Unconsciously, both of you feel like silly kids. Shyly walking side by side with baskets in your hands.

“So you couldn’t swim?” Coriolanus asks after some minutes walking to The Covey House.

“I couldn’t. Most of my family is from District 4. It’s embarrassing, to be honest.” He assumed you were also from there. And he couldn’t help but think that District 4 was closer than the 12 from the Capitol. Immediately he brushed away the thought.

“But Lucy Gray taught me. Kind of a violent teacher, but it was still great” you admit laughing. And Coriolanus was blushed. Surprisingly, he found himself on the verge of being jealous. Yes, of Lucy Gray teaching you how to swim.

Through the trail, one of the boys from The Covey appears, he looks too sweaty and tired, gasping and desperate.

“Y/N! Is Maude. She has a lot of fever and we don’t know what to do” You immediately worry, starting at a faster pace, followed by Coriolanus.

“Where is Lucy Gray?” You ask. The boy shrugs guiding you to their home.

“We don’t know. She’s nowhere near.” You sigh.

As soon as you make it inside, you find the girl lying on a couch, sweating and panting. Your heart broke as you kneeled beside her.

“Maude? You are going to be fine.” She seems to have identified you and slowly nodded.

Coriolanus follows you as you run to their improvised kitchen. You mix some herbs and boil them with water.

“Coryo, please hand me the honey.” He looks around to see a glass with honey and hands it to you.

And then, Coriolanus swears he fell in love with you as you treated Maude Ivory, immediately making her rest.

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One night, Lucy Gray is oddly quiet. You know something’s up. So when you gently caress her shoulder, she lets out a long breath before spilling everything.

“Coriolanus shot Billy Taupe and the mayor’s daughter.” Your eyes widened, before letting a shocked gasp.

“What?” Lucy Gray nodded, confirming the facts to you.

“He did it to protect me and Sejanus. But…”

“This is bad. You know how this district is. Rumours will spark, the people will talk…” you spiral about it too panicked.

“I don’t want you nor Coriolanus to get in more trouble. What if-“

“It’ll be fine. We’ll be safe…” she hugs you, hearing how you tried to hide your sobs from her. She continues to share what happened and where the murder weapon was. She encourages you to keep the secret and play pretend until the waters soothed.

The waters only get worse. Like the tides form hours before a tsunami. After a peaceful morning, you find Lucy Gray at the market. You eat half a sandwich with her and you share that your mother was worried about the rumours. Including the fact that the authorities were starting to turn their heads towards Lucy Gray. She acts calm and used to have people talking about her. But being accused of murder was something different.

And it only gets worse when you two get closer to the chaos. Where Sejanus Plinth and the man who hid the murder weapon were hanged for treason. Lucy Gray takes your hand as you cover your mouth in shock.

You are able to see Coriolanus. The panic on his face is evident enough to make you feel uneasy. And that’s when Lucy Gray plans something.

You listen to her tell Coriolanus about leaving the districts. There are feelings of nausea, sadness, and stress washing all over you. That is abruptly cut by the couple turning to see you.

“Did you listen, y/n?” Lucy Gray asks. You stay quiet.

“Come with us. Please” she adds. You look at Coriolanus. His face doesn’t express anything, but he really wants you to agree. He knows it is a bad idea, he knows that is dangerous. But he wants to have you too.

You have plenty of reasons to stay. A little family, a home, a future. Which was certainly unsure for your dear people. They had nothing to lose.

Half of you were unsure, afraid of growing up and not being able to make it. So you had two options. And you weren’t ready to make a decision.

“Please, y/n. You’re my best friend. I can’t make it without you” Time never passed apparently. Lucy Gray and Coriolanus were still looking at you, waiting for some answer.

Your tongue gets loose before you can’t think clearly.

“I’ll come.” Coriolanus sees how the girl hugs you tightly. And he knows there’s no way back. He doesn’t know what to expect about this.

After agreeing to meet in the hanging tree, the three of you part separate ways.

You don’t think much about it. Because if you did, you would start analysing, and probably you would stay.

Coriolanus is too busy in the barracks to even remember. But he can’t help to think about you and Lucy Gray in a balance, knowing he was lingering too much on your side.

And Lucy Gray understands that in the long term, you’ll either grow old seeing her and Coriolanus being together. Only if it didn’t turn out the other way, where Coriolanus ended up taking you and it was Lucy Gray who would have to bear it.

Either way. She would leave with the only two humans he could trust. Or so she believed.

…

Your boots are dusted. You stare at them, a bitten prune in your right hand a little knife in the other. The way he grabs her chin makes you feel uncomfortable… and jealous.

Coriolanus didn’t kill his old self. That was for sure. You have your own theories, but you refuse to add gasoline to the fire. Not when you have made it outside of District 12.

“Not the best time to throw allusions, Coryo,” you say walking past them, separating the couple. You hoped to have soothed the tension. But you knew Lucy Gray had decreased her trust in the boy.

“You’re right. Sorry…” Coriolanus accepts looking at Lucy Gray. Then to you and your silly headscarf, your long silk dress, and fishing dark jacket.

“We really needed her. Right?” Lucy Gray throws the words, making Coriolanus frown confused. And that’s when he questioned if the girl also had some feelings for you, other than being best friends. Because the way he was on the verge of smiling at the sight of you was the same way she was looking at you.

“She will prevent us from killing each other” he attempted to joke.

“Or be the reason why we kill each other,” Lucy Gray said. Coriolanus disliked the comment.

And so on, for the rest of the walk, it’s you making the air lighter. Your smiles made Coriolanus forget the offer of moving to District 2. Even the situation where his grandmother and Tigris were in. But Lucy Gray reminded him of his errors and his new upcoming country life. Your random comments about plants that are poisonous and others that work as medicine or aphrodisiacs make Lucy Gray blush and keep focused. Knowing that having you by her side was a good sign.

You lean to pick some violet flowers, and both Lucy Gray and Coriolanus look at each other to then look at you.

“Medicine, poisonous or…?” You giggle, noticing how Lucy Gray was avoiding saying the word.

“Saffron. An aphrodisiac, actually,” you answer, looking at her blush and Coriolanus’ little smirk.

“Some threads of this with warm milk or wine and…” Coriolanus can’t help but laugh briefly. You ignore the way he looks at you. The cheeky look he offered you and how you evidently looked away, blushed.

Lucy Gray caught a glimpse of your necklace. She stopped blushing as soon as she looked carefully. It was Coriolanus’ tag. Dangling between your breasts and shining under the last rays of the sun. It was getting cloudy. Likely, a humid rain was coming.

“I’ll take the lead from here.” Lucy Gray says, her tone a little more cold.

She starts walking away and Coriolanus takes the opportunity to help you stand up.

“You should take some…” when you understand what he meant, you punch his arm.

“You’re insane, Snow” he laughs and cynically goes to trace your face with one of the flowers.

“I think I’ve made my decision.” You turn to look at Lucy Gray, who’s even further then. Then back to the blonde guy with gorgeous blue ocean eyes.

You don’t want to hurt her. Lucy Gray deserved better. But you couldn’t deny that if the days kept passing, you would completely and blindly fall in love with Coriolanus Snow.

“We won’t do anything about it. Yet…” you say, sliding a little bunch of the violet saffron flowers inside your bag. Coriolanus shakes his head. There’s a big smile on his face, returning to walk before he jumps there to kiss you.

…

When the rain starts you decide to find the lake. Under the rain, the dark underwater conditions made it desirable to fish. Fish were more active and hopefully, you would be able to bring something to have for dinner that night. The cabin was very near. Coriolanus stayed there and Lucy Gray came to the lake with you. She was quiet, watching how your feet were underwater, and you sank a sharp branch constantly.

“I have one!” You happily yelled, watching how the poor animal squirmed.

When you leave it in a little bag with Lucy Gray, she stops you.

“Lucy Gray?”

“I swear I won’t ask again. But please be honest, y/n.” She starts and it makes you frown confused. You drop the branch, waiting for her question.

“Do you love him?” She finally asks.

You remain quiet. But you keep your word.

“I don’t know…”

She nods, looking at the damn tag on your neck. She should’ve known.

“That doesn’t mean I’ve been acting behind your back or that I will” you add. Because it’s true. None of your encounters with Coriolanus were set by you. It was he who always looked out for you.

“Not yet.” She spits, giving you a harsh look. You sigh, tilting your head, hands on your hips.

“Are we going to ruin everything for a man?”

“I don’t know. Are you?” She asks with a sarcastic smile.

“I won’t do this, Lucy Gray. And you shouldn’t either. Not when we’ve come this far already.” You say looking away from her, grabbing the branch, and walking away.

“Alright. I’m going back to the cabin. See you there?” She asks to surrender.

“Sure.” You hear her footsteps leaving. And you can finally breathe, your eyes water and you question everything.

The long days working with The Covey, helping them to make handicrafts to sell at the market. The nights laughing nonstop with Lucy Gray and giving her to drink when she shouldn’t, how she braided your hair and caressed you. All the good performances she gave and how good the celebrations were.

Then the days you were able to have long walks with Coriolanus, getting to know little but something about his life at the Capitol. The nights you sneaked at the barracks, and both spent hours drinking and saying silly things. The soft touches he started giving you. How he cared for you and always wanted you to be okay.

You realise they are the most important people in your life outside of your family. They are the strongest connections you’ve ever made. And you didn’t have the heart to ruin it or sacrifice it.

Those thoughts are long gone after you hear some shooting. You drop the branch again and you start running towards the cabin. You forget your boots and the fish. It’s the panic of knowing something bad has happened that reigns in your head. Some dry leaves hurt your bare feet but you don’t care.

You literally jump the stairs of the cabin. And once you open the door, you spot Coriolanus with the rifle in one hand. A knife on the other. That forbidden rifle.

You see some dry blood in his arm. An evident bite was there.

“What happened?” You rush to inspect his arm.

“Snakebite” but he’s fast enough to turn and start giving you pecks across the face. And once his lips brush your chin, you can’t take it anymore.

Neither him, he finally kisses you like he never ever did.

It’s desperate. While you kiss him back, many questions keep flooding your head. And you can’t fully concentrate on his lips. So you back away.

“Where’s Lucy Gray?” He remains quiet. Slowly, you look down. Until your eyes land on the rifle. You start walking backward, shaking your head. Tears forming again.

“No…” you whisper as he tries to get closer to you again. Coriolanus wants to scream and tell you everything is going to be okay. But he knows it’s not true. He sees how you’re starting to look shocked. And he realised how smart you were, how fast you connected the dots.

He makes you sit on the creaky chair of wood. He offers you a dark brown glass, where he pours some of the water. Slowly, you take the glass, hoping to calm yourself with some water.

Once you drink a sip, you see a crushed berry. Quickly you spit the water, throwing the glass as it shatters into the floor.

It was a Lily of the Valley, a poisonous berry.

“YOU POISONED ME!” You scream. He opens his eyes and enters in panic.

“No, y/n. It was an accident!” The urge to run increased. Probably what your dear Lucy Gray tried to do. It makes you finally cry.

That crushed berry was an accident. Coriolanus told Lucy Gray to wait for you, to prevent cooking anything that was poisonous from your collection.

“WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?” He stops you, and as soon as he touches you, your reaction is violent. You keep squirming, trying to run away from him.

He drops the rifle, but the hand with the knife keeps dangerously brushing your temple. And Coriolanus wants to stop fighting so badly, worried that he could hurt you even more. Also, he panics as he knows the poison could be spreading.

He can’t be alone. You were his remaining hope.

“PLEASE STOP, Y/N!” But you don’t.

“YOU KILLED HER! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!” Suddenly both of you stop. You touch your face and your whole palm is covered in blood.

Another thing Coriolanus never meant to. The knife had made a deep cut, and the scarlet kept flowing from that side of your face, covering your silk dress with spots.

“It was an accident. Y/n…please”

An accident… he wanted to kill you.

You run. You run as fast as you can. Towards the lake, wherever. As long as you could be away from Coriolanus.

He runs too, he chases you. Making you feel like his prey. You try to ignore the fear that keeps building up. You ignore the blood threatening your vision from the left eye.

“STOP, Y/N!” Coriolanus screams.

“GET AWAY FROM ME!” But you don’t stop, you reach the old wooden platform at the lake. The rain splashing against the surface of the lake is loud, but not enough to silence your sobs of anger, fear, and pain.

Coriolanus also fears. He knows he’s a monster, but he didn't want to be one around you. Maybe it was his karma. He believed Lucy Gray placed his mother’s scarf on top of that snake. You believed he had purposely placed the crushed Lily of the Valley at the bottom of that glass.

He keeps running, you won’t go anywhere in that wood thing.

You turn to see him. And it destroys him. Your face and drenched dress. All covered in blood and rain. Your red and swollen eyes. He had broken you in less than twenty minutes.

And looking at his eyes was your ending. Because you slipped. Coriolanus saw how your weak body fell into the water and he ran faster.

But he didn’t jump. It was too late.

Soon he realised your body would never make it to the surface.

He cried, he screamed in that lake. He fell on his knees and cursed at the way things happened. He lost his head when Lucy Gray was gone, and he returned even more stressed as he thought you had also run away. But you came straight to his arms, hoping to see everyone was fine. And he just kept cursing, wishing he had given you a different glass.

Some minutes later, he goes back to the cabin. He takes the rifle carefully wrapped with a blanket and takes a raft.

As he lets the rifle sink into the lake, he wonders where your body had ended up. But he accepts it was probably better to let you rest peacefully underwater than disturb you.

In his head, he truly fell in love with you. Lucy Gray had been an enigma for most of the time, only to reveal her true nature in her final moments. And you, Coriolanus realised you were the real mystery.

Just like your death.

He took all the flowers you had collected and sprinkled the lake with them. His eyes watered once again. Thinking about what could’ve been. And after a minute of silence, he leaves. The lake, the cabin, the outsides of the districts.

With two remaining memories; Lucy Gray’s earring and a single saffron flower you promised to give it a try with him.

Coriolanus swears that he actually needed you. But you’re gone.

…

Ending up back in the Capitol makes Coriolanus feel like Lucy Gray’s death was worth it, actually. But yours makes him feel guilty. He could’ve asked you to come with him. To forget about everything that happened on the 12 and start a new life. With the Plinth fortune and Gaul’s help on his side, Coriolanus accepts the only missing piece is you.

The saffron flower rested between the pages of his journal, now dry. But the color was vivid as the day it blossomed.

Coriolanus is a new man. Who had let go of his past, but not the memory of you. He mourns your death the first week he comes back home. And he tells his grandmother that from now on he will only wear her white roses.

A symbol of peace, hope, and innocence. Which he had lost a long time ago. But it reminded him of you. Especially the hope, which was what you took away from him when you died.

So he accepts the invitation from the annoying childish girl Livia Cardew. The golden blonde was always a shy yet smiley girl in class. But Coriolanus never paid much attention to her. Until he learned Livia’s older cousin was a famous and respected politician. So he agreed to come with her to the Inauguration Day. President Ravinstill was too depressed and down after his son died at the hands of a rebel attack. So he had to retire. And Coriolanus knew it was a great opportunity to look out for contacts and form new comrades.

“You look amazing,” Tigris said, brushing her cousin’s shoulders, inspecting his dark blue suit.

“Maybe because you did this,” Coriolanus said, happy to see the young woman smiling again. After the bittersweet comment of saying he looked like his father, there had been a shift.

“With some help,” she says, admitting all the hard work was not from her hands. Now she had a little atelier where she had help and started new fashion trends at the Capitol.

“Even so, you designed it. Thank you, Tigris” he smiled at her.

“Are you still going with that girl?”

“Livia? Yes… Why?” He asked, looking at himself in the mirror.

“I don’t think she’s the one Coryo. She’s a child” Tigris admitted, arms crossed and avoiding looking at the man.

“She’s my age, Tigris.”

“Still… allow me to say this but, she doesn’t seem to be what you need” Coriolanus sighed. Of course, Livia Cardew wasn’t what he needed, she just had some contacts and a good reputation from her family. But they had nothing in common.

Coriolanus Snow needed you. An alleged district woman, who didn’t even know her last name or background. Just the sweet girl who seemed to be the remedy for all aches.

“I know she’s not the one” and Tigris knew there had been someone else than her cousin’s tribute. Something else happened. But she wouldn’t ask him.

“Listen, I’m just going with her to the inauguration, but this doesn’t mean I’ll take her for granted,” he says, pushing away his memories from you.

“Say goodnight to Grandma’am for me, please” Tigris nods, briefly smiling once again before kissing his cheek and wishing him good luck.

The celebration had been very ostentatious. With a lot of people cheering for the new president. He seemed young, with a mature beautiful wife. There was a rumour that he was District 4 governor and was Mr. Ravinstill's best friend. That said a lot about why District 4 was wealthier than District 2 or three compared to before.

Nonetheless, the Capitol’s citizens seemed to be embellished by this new president who promised a new start for everyone in Panem.

Soon after the Inauguration Ceremony, only the wealthiest and finest members of the Capitol were invited to continue the celebration in a mansion near the hills. The view was amazing and the remaining minutes of the sunset were gorgeous up there.

Coriolanus had barely tasted from his posca. After you, he started to pay more attention to poison. He saw some classmates, like Festus, Clemensia, Vypsania, Hilarius, etc. A side of him wants to get closer and say hi, but Livia appears beside him, eating a little pastry.

“Imagine living here and being able to see this view every morning, evening, and night.” She says. Coriolanus hates her purple dress and red lipstick. As he thought, Livia was ridiculously trying to look mature.

“It’s a great view.” He replies coldly. The city was finally looking brighter, modern, and illuminated.

He turned to see the profile of the girl and noticed she had some cream on her chin.

“You have some-“ Livia understands and quickly wipes it away, smiling at him. She was pretty, but not his type.

“Better?”

“Yes.” The crowd suddenly starts talking, capturing the couple’s attention. So when both Livia and Coriolanus turn towards the mansion, they see two peacekeepers opening the doors from the biggest balcony. And the new man who had the crown of president appeared, followed by his wife. And then what seemed to be his family.

The guests started a round of applause, looking up from the giant patio. Coriolanus finally took a little sip of his drink.

“Dear friends and honourable guests. It is my joy to say that the inauguration ceremony was a success. My family and I feel extremely blessed and thankful for all the support we have received” the man started his speech. Coriolanus was mentally taking notes. As that was the man he would literally have to beg to become the Capitol’s governor one day. And hopefully, then become president.

“This is going to be a period of change, evolution, and a new start for the history of Panem. I look forward to meeting all the involved staff and personnel to make this real” he sounded honest, yet, like a dangerous species that you had to be careful around.

“For now, I’d like to introduce my sweet and dedicated daughter, who shall not be judged by her young age. But to be admired for the position I’m giving her, as chief of staff.” it was able to be heard on the microphone. He said the name, but no one heard.

And the first thing Coriolanus saw between the lines of the railing were some weird heels and the layers of a tulle dress.

Then a satin top with some soft knitted sweater, with shiny buttons. A delicate golden necklace and some dark brick red lips.

Coriolanus Snow almost dropped his glass. His face went pale and Livia had to borrow the glass from him.

“Are you okay?” She asked worriedly. Coriolanus nodded, but he had an evident nausea forming.

“Y/n. Come here, darling…” the new president said with a smile. Putting an arm around his daughter, proud of showing her off.

The president’s daughter was you.

He couldn’t believe it. He saw your body drowning. You drank poison, and the cut on your temple. How could you have survived?

That didn’t matter. There you were with a shy smile. Innocence is long gone. Coriolanus only saw the mystery, the danger in your face.

Seeing you there, breathing, as much as he wanted to have you alive before, was going to curse his existence.

“A toast for everyone here. To begin this new era with the right feet!” Your father said, raising his glass.

Everyone did it then.

“For the president!” The guests cheered in unison.

Fireworks started, making everyone turn to the sky. Even Livia walked a little past Coriolanus, but he stood there looking at the balcony. Eyes set on you.

You spotted him. And it stopped your world.

He looked even more beautiful than he did in 12. Longer hair, perfect weight gained. Clean and elegant suit. Now you know everything about him. And it broke your heart. You had healed through the trauma of what happened in the lake. Nobody knew, besides you and him.

You hoped to keep it that way. But you had no compassion left for a man like Coriolanus Snow. Who killed your best friend, almost killed you, and loved you the wrong way.

You knew he would be scared to see you alive. He would end up begging on his knees at the slight error he committed. He would have many questions, that time would answer for him.

Your days of being a loyal and sweet girl were gone. Coriolanus had stripped you bare from any trace of trust, unconditional love, and innocence.

You stare at him, and he looks shocked. He looks so scared and… frail. So you greet him back with a smile, sipping at your glass one last time, before looking up at the fireworks.

He really thought that it was the end.

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part two? yey or nay?

[firefly--bright]

punctured tires and sunsets.

jean kirstein x reader, modern a.u. , roadtrip headcanons!

requested by ; @jeanscremebrulee

a/n ; this kinda just turned into an unofficial fic :') i LOVED writing it tho!! thank you so much for the request :D also! there's alot of mentions of jeans music taste in this fic so here's a playlist I made with songs I think he listens to :) I know it's too late to say this but happy jean bday day to you guys <3 he's so find I won't him so bad

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• obnoxious packer. he has ALL the snacks because he has always been used to packing alot of snacks because of...reasons (ahem, sasha) but he also packs alot in general. not in an anxious way, he just likes the volume, it makes him feel like he has everything he needs (he doesn't). he has the most useless shit in there but would 100% forget to pack his underwear.

• best believe he has a really amazing playlist lined up. he asked you to join a collab one a couple days before the trip just so you two could have premium music playing on the day of :)

• I have this headcanon/trope that none of his plans ever go right for him...like he plans stuff to the t but they always end up going awry from the midway mark and this is no exception. the plan was to reach his mother's houss by dinner time, so that the two of you + his mom could unwind with a glass of wine before going to bed after a hearty dinner that jean was sure she was planning to make for you both. while on the way to her place though, there's a really pretty beach that jean has been wanting to show you ever since the beginning, so the two of you would make a pitstop just around sunset time so that the weather wouldn't be too hot and you'd get to see the pretty sky with him, you'd spend a bit of time there, and after the sun sets, you'd resume driving. his mom's house wasn't that far from there, thankfully, so it would've taken an hour or less to reach.

• things actually are surprisingly going according to plan!! until the tire punctures and you two have to wait for help to arrive. thankfully it's only noon at this point, and jean thinks you'll still be able to make it to the beach and see the sunset after getting help. and you're also helping him maintain his cool by telling him that it's not as if you're on a time sensitive mission or anything; you two can take your time since you're just going to meet his mom for the long weekend

• it does help him quite a bit!! the road is extremely empty since it's not one that's taken often, people usually take the highway too much resulting in traffic, but this road is direct and jean discovered it his first year of college

• so you wait :) everytime jean calls the mechanic, he tells him there's been a "delay", and someone will be there shortly. meanwhile, you two share the sandwiches you had packed and decide to spend the time talking and playing some music. the sandwiches are balanced on the front of his car over a picnic blanket, along with some redbull and your prefered drink that he had packed for the way.

• he has a mouthful of sandwich when you're telling him a funny story about your childhood friends, and he chokes on the sandwich as he tries to not laugh. you have to pat his back in between laughs of your own so that he doesn't inhale the food and die.

• the playlist plays on a loop, the weather is surprisingly not too hot, with the occasional wind blowing in your face reminding you that nature isnt that cruel. the two of you add more songs and you have to surpress a smirk when you add like,,, 2000's pop songs. lady gaga, taylor Swift's older songs, Katy Perry, imagine dragons, all that

• jean, on the other hand, adds songs that he wants to slow dance with you to. everytime he tries to be romantic at home and pull you in for a dance, you two are reminded how cramped the room is, and you have to try not to step on his feet. the last time the two of you tried to dance together in your living room, he ended up stubbing his toe and falling on you because of it :') and then he tried to brush it off by saying that that was his plan from the beginning, and it resulted to a week's worth of teasing from you everytime he tried to walk near the same table

• so now that you have all of this empty space, he adds cute cheesy songs with the intention of pulling you in, disregarding your complaints of you not knowing how to dance.

• it's a nice mix of songs that make you want to twerk and/or reminisce the times the songs you added were popular, and slow dancing with giggles in between. both of you get to do what you want in the end, the playlist being put on shuffle.

• jean and you scream sing hot n cold by Katy Perry, shouting in eachother's faces as if you're an old married couple bickering, acting out the music video in some bits. and then after the song finishes, the next song just so happens to be more than a woman by the bee gees (ofcourse)

• let me set the scene : the two of you are holding your drinks in your hand, taking a sip after singing the song to eachother, laughing, he takes a sip of his redbull that he has to stop himself from wincing because of it being warm and not chilled. and then more than a woman comes on, and his eyes light up mid-sip as he turns to face you almost immediately. you do the same, you brows shooting up and a knowing look on your face.

• "you know the rules,* he says, placing the redbull on the car, taking your hand in his and pulling you in softly. "of I step on your toe, it-" " you won't. spin," he says, pulling apart from you a little so you had the space to do it. he tells you about how his mother used to play this song every Sunday while making pancakes for him on slow mornings, and she'd make a passing comment about how she'd have loved to dance to the song on her wedding day if she had the chance. jean told you that he had made a mental promise that he would dance with his future partner on his wedding day to the song, and it only added to his love for the song.

• you had to refrain yourself from kissing him senseless after he told you about it, instead opting for a hum with a wide and soft smile, resting your forehead on the crook of his shoulder.

• ANYWAY, the two of your spend the time like that, dancing and talking while the music plays in the background. the hours pass by fairly easily, munching on the snacks you had packed

• jean does get a little ansty near the 6 o clock mark. not only had the mechanic promised to be here by now, the time to reach the beach was running out :( he'd already called his mom and told her that they probably wouldnt make it in time for dinner, so somewhere deep down he kinda knew that you two wouldn't be able to catch the sunset anyway.

• noticing his disappointment, you spoke up after he called his mother. she understood, of course, told him it was fine and she'd wait up for you two anyway, with the same meal she had planned.

• "we still have the blankets we packed for the picnic. and the pillows, too." you say. jean sighs, rubbing a hand over his face. "i know, I'm sorry, we had to pack that for no reas-" "no, I mean, we can pop open the trunk and set it up. the sun is going to set on this side," you say, pointing your thumb out, taking a step towards him and taking a hold of his hand, rubbing circles on the back of his palm. "we can still watch the sunset. i know its not what you wanted to show me, but it's alright, I don't mind. i got to spend time with you, anyway, and besides, we can try to catch it while coming back home." you tell him.

• his shoulder relax and his eyes soften immediately, pecking your lips and agreeing with you. and so it's settled; you two open the trunk and set up the blanket and pillows so you could sit comfortably, your phone playing the songs still, albeit softly. you pop open another energy drink for him and then one for yourself, he stretches his limbs before settling in with you.

• it's beautiful. the sun sets with your head on his shoulder and his pride is too inflated to admit that this was far prettier than watching the same scene at the beach, although he knows it's mostly because of you being there with him. he occasionally lays kisses on the crown of your head with you humming along to the songs.

• the mechanic arrives just as it starts getting dark, before too much panic settling in the both of you about the lack of light. he replaces the tire, jean pays (obviously he does), and you two continue driving. thankfully, it's not that bad, and despite the caffeine in your body, you doze home with the blanket wrapped around your shoulders and your knees pulled up to your chest.

• jean glances at you from time to time, and everytime a song he knows you'd like comes on, he gently kisses the back of your hand :)

• you two reach far later than expected, he has to wake you up softly, greeting you with a kiss. he doesn't let you touch any of the luggage, preferring to haul the bag himself. not that it's hard for him. after eating the meal his mother made, he promptly falls asleep on the couch as you and his mom talk with the promised glass of wine on the floor.

(his mother leaves to get the bottle for a refill, coming back to your eyes closed, your back against the couch, your face turned towards jean. she obviously takes a picture to put in her photo album.)

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CK Terry Silver X Reader

Context: First you were enemies....but now he was about to be your lover...😏 Part 1??

You were so confused when you got a call from your cousin Johnny, especially when he asked you to come down and visit him in LA, you hadn't spoken to him in a long time. But when you guys did see eachother after a long time, it was like being around a brother, he was a funny and very simple guy, and he did make you laugh. He didn't say why he wanted you to come and visit him, just that it was an emergency. You booked some time from your work and made your way down to LA to see Johnny, you were booked up in a really nice hotel during your stay so you felt nice and comfortable, for some reason you could never sleep properly in someone elses house. After you got your things unpacked, you left the hotel and made your way to a coffee shop that Johnny told you about, it wasn't that far thankfully. You entered the coffee shop and see Johnny sat next to someone who looked a little familiar, but you couldn't quite put your finger on it. "Y/N!" Johnny shouted as be ran over to you, pulling you in for an enthusiastic hug. "Hey Johnny! It's great to see you too" "I'm so glad you came, we really need your help" "We?" He smiled and lead you over to the table, and that's when you recognise who is sat there. "Oh my god, Daniel Larusso!" "Hey Y/N, it's good to see you" He smiled and stood up to give you a hug too before you all took a seat at this little coffee table by the window. "Wow Daniel, it's been so long since I last saw you. What on earth is the reason your hanging out with this loser?" "Screw you Y/N, I ain't no loser!" "Maybe when you can win a karate fight against me, then I can call you something else. It's not my fault you can't take me" "Yeh yeh your so funny Y/N" You and Johnny shared a look and laughed, you guys were always playful together. "So Daniel, why are you hanging out with Johnny? The last time I saw you both together you were in that tournament" "Me and Johnny have had our differences and issues yes, but we've put that behind us and we are working together to keep miyagi do a float" "Oh I remember miyagi do, it was always a lovely environment there. So you've both taken it over?" "Yes, its had its ups and downs, but were trying" "That's great to hear. So? Why did you ask me to come down hear Johnny? What's going on that you need help with?" Johnny and Daniel share a concerned look, and Johnny looks back at you with a serious expression.

"Y/N, do you remember a guy called sensei John Kreese?" "Do I? He was an #sshole who acted like a psycho. Is he still around?" "Hey was...but it seems that he wasn't the one we had to worry about" "What do you mean?" "You see, Kreese brought back cobra kai when Daniel opened Miyagi do, and lots of sh#t happened that we don't really have time to explain. Let's just say, sh#t hit the fan! Anyway, Kreese needed help after his first attempt at reopening cobra kai didn't work, and that's where HE came into the picture" "I'm sorry, HE?" "Daniel sat up a little to face you. "Johnny is talking about a guy called Terry Silver, this guy made Kreese look like a picture of serenity, and Kreese is a god damn psychopath! He trained me years ago, and he tried to turn me into something I wasn't, he even trained me to a point where he made my knuckles bleed" "Oh my god that sounds awful! So this Terry guy came back and made everything worse for you guys?" Johnny nods "He did, he's planning on making cobra kai dojo's all over the valley, and we entered a tournament recently and we lost the chance to run miyagi do. His main dojo isnt far from hear, and he is running the place with a new sensei, and she is dangerous" "But I still don't know why you asked me down hear" "I invited you down hear to see if you could help us in our fight against Terry Silver. I've been in a fight with him myself, and f#ck me that old b#stard can kick! He's the strongest around and noone can take him down. That's why I invited you back Y/N....your the only one who can take him down" "What? Why do you think that?" "Y/N, you've trained your entire life to be the sensei you are today, and strangely, both you and Silver have trained and mastered the same karate style and had the same master. But you have way more experience that he does, he has only mastered that fighting skill, and he's dangerous. But YOU! You've mastered that style, plus you've mastered tae kwan do, capoeira, krav maga, kang soo do AND bojutsu! You even know weaponry! That's f#cking awesome! And Terry would shiver at the thought of you" "Daniel? What are your thoughts on this?" "We had discussed having a plan B for incase something was to go wrong and we needed help, even after we asked Chozen for help, he managed to figure out that we were trying to play him. But now, we have to think about the safety of our families, and that's where you as our plan B comes in. Your the only one strong enough and clever enough to face him, and you have the intellect to put him in his place if he tries to manipulate us"

"Daniel's right, I've never known anyone who can stop you physically or intellectually Y/N. I mean you can be a right pain in the ass! But your still our best hope at helping us. So the question is, will you help us?" "Before I give you an answer, I need more details about this Terry guy" "What do you want to know?" "Well firstly, Daniel you said that he taught you when you were younger, so he must be much older than us?" Johnny smirks and says "That ancient piece of sh#t has got to be in his late fifties maybe early sixties" "So quite a bit older then" "Don't let that fool you Y/N, he managed to kick my ass once when me, him and Kreese saw eachother in the old dojo. He may be old, but f#ck me he can kick!" "So he's very strong then? I like a challenge. So what exactly would I be doing?" Daniel takes a sip of his coffee then says "Its mostly for protection Y/N, he has threatened to hurt my family and has already tried with Johnny's. There is this charity event for some bonsai tree's tomorow, and unfortunately I've been told it's being held at Terry's home. All I would need you to do is come with me and Amanda, and if Terry tries any manipulation tactics, I would just ask for your support, to show him that he can't do anything when your around. Make him feel scared for once" "I can absolutely do that for you Daniel, from the way you've described him, I already know how he might behave. He's showing the rest of the world how (nice) he is while you guys see the real him, I know how to go about men like that. What time do you need me ready tomorow?" "Oh thank you so much Y/N, it's at 1.30. You can catch a lift with me and Amanda if you like?" "That's a kind offer Daniel, but I'm going to make my own way up there, I have an idea how I can play this, I'll just need the address"

The next day, you take a taxi up to the address you were given, prepared for anything that might happen there. You wore this beautiful mixed coloured dress that really accentuated your body shape, but little did everyone else know, this dress was hiding something amongst itself that only you knew about...something that would warn this Terry Silver, not to mess with you.

You are lead through this very neat and tidy modern house, full of greys and silvers for decorations. Whoever this Terry was, certainly liked his style in a certain way. You followed many people who walked through the house to all meet by this enormous outside pool, were there were chairs already set up and little areas to get yourself a drink or a snack. "Y/N, your finally hear" Daniel said as he came and greeted you. "Hi Daniel, am I late?" "No not at all, I was just worried you had changed your mind about this while thing that's all" "No need to worry about that Daniel, I'm still more than happy to help you and your family" A lady had called out to everyone to take their seats, as everyone does, you sit beside Amanda, Daniel's wife as Daniel stands up at the front to talk to everyone. They start the bidding, and many people make lovely offers, you were planning on making an offer too, but you were just waiting for the right moment. The highest it had got to was $5000, and just before the lady accepted, a voice from a few seats behind you said "$30.000 dollars" Everyone was shocked at that price, and when you turned around to see who it was, you see this very handsome and quite sophisticated looking older gentleman. He wore a beautifully tailored suit, he had his silver hair in a neat and tidy pony tail, a smug look on his face, and the money to go with it? This had to be Terry Silver, and little did he know, you still hadn't placed a bit yet...

"$30.000 from Mr-" "$45.000 dollars" You proudly say as you raise your card, everyone gasps in amazement, and it appears that you had cought Terry's attention too. "Sold! To the young lady in the 3rd row!" They clap for you as you stand up to speak at the front with Daniel, one of the ones clapping is Terry, with an amused smirk on his face, you definitely intrigued him. Daniel shakes your hand "Thank you very much miss L/N for your generous donation for all these bonsai trees" "Oh it's my pleasure Mr Larusso, I adore bonsai trees and I'm excited to be caring for these ones just like I have with many others I've had over the years" Everyone claps again before the auction stops and you, Daniel and the lady running it go somewhere private to take care of the money. About half an hour later, you and Daniel are back and meet up with Amanda who is enjoying a drink, you and Daniel have one too. A lady calls Amanda over to her so she politely leaves you both to say hello, so now it's just you and Daniel. "I can't believe you spent that much on those bonsai trees, plus, you went 15 grand over Terry's bid! I wasn't expecting that" "So that WAS Terry? I thought as much. Plus what I said about the bonsai trees was true, I've had many over the years. Charity will always have a helping hand from me" Daniel's face suddenly changed from happy to concern, and you were about to find out why.

"Good afternoon Daniel, it's a pleasure as always to see you again" "Terry...." "How are you enjoying my home?" "It's a house, I'm not that impressed" "That's what you say....oh how rude of me, I still haven't introduced myself to this lovely young lady hear" Terry says with a charming smile, holding his hand out to you. You smile back and give him your hand, to which he gives you a kiss on the back of it. "My name is Terry Silver"

"It's nice to meet you, my name is Y/N L/N" "What a beautiful name, and I must say, I'm very glad you came to this auction today" Daniel looks wound up by this, he knows Terry is trying to manipulate you, but your one step ahead. "Oh really? And why would that be Mr Silver?" "Well, not only have I never met a woman more radiant as you, but you did something today that noone else has done....you've suprised me" "Have I indeed?" Terry chuckles, smirking at Daniel too. "You certainly have....would you care for me to show you around my home? I'm sure you would enjoy it" "Do you show all the ladies hear around your home Mr Silver?" "Oh no, just you Miss L/N....So?" "While that's a kind offer, I'm actualy in the middle of a conversation with Mr Larusso hear" "Ah yes, Daniel....I'm not sure your aware of this miss L/N, but Mr Larusso hear probably isn't someone you would like to associate with"

"Oh really?" You ask, acting in the way he'd expect you too. "Is there something about you I don't know Mr Larusso?" Daniel knows your acting, but he plays along with you. "I-" "Oh don't feel embarrassed to tell this lovely woman Daniel....you shouldn't feel too ashamed of your past. You see miss L/N, Daniel hear used to run a dojo, just like the one I run right now. But...I'm afraid Mr larusso's ego got the better of him, and he challenged me and the wonderful children in my dojo to a tournament. The poor children of miyagi do were pushed to the limit of what they could do, and they suffered for it. It's a shame Daniel wasn't the sensei they needed" Daniel's blood was boiling now, he wanted to hit Terry so much.

"So you see Miss L/N, I have this wonderful home and a dojo for the children who deserve a real sensei. To guide them and show them how to become the best of the best. I think you should choose your company more carefully...you don't want to befriend the wrong sort around hear" "Terry I swear-" "Oh ho ho! Sorry Daniel, did that strike a nerve? I apologises for bringing up your mistakes, I'm sure Miss L/N understands that not everyone is cut out to be a sensei" This was enough now, no more playing the unknowing lady, Terry was pushing his luck.

"I do believe your right Mr Silver, from what you have said about Daniel hear I do believe I need to be a better judge of character" Terry smiles and looks at Daniel with this manipulative little stare. "I suppose I should really spend more time with a man like you Mr Silver" "I couldn't agree more" "Yes....a man who thinks that he can con the world with his smooth words and intelligence" Daniel smiles, and Terry's face slowly drops from a happy smirk, to one of confusion. "I beg your pardon Miss L/N?" "Oh I am sorry, was I not being clear enough. Please allow me to make it clearer for you. Your a con man Mr Silver, a man who will go to any lengths to make sure his true persona is hidden from the rest of the world, because instead of people being impressed by the man you pretend to be, the real you would just bore the undying hell out of people. They would pity you, feel sorry for you, and not see the manipulative character you play when others are around you" Again Daniel smiles, he is loving every moment of this. "So your right, I should make sure I know who to not be around and accociate my time with, and you are the one that's definitely at the top of that list. I will not associate with a man who drives a poor young boy to the point of pain, shame and actualy bodily harm, just to help an old friend from the army days. Making a child's knuckles bleed is abusive and manipulative, every time you think of that I truly hope shame is etched in your mind. You lie and scheme your way though everything just so your can have things your way, so you can be in control. To the point where you threated and attack innocent people like Daniel hear, or Robbie Keen, or Johnny Lawrence! How does it feel knowing there is someone out there who sees through your lies? Through this facade?"

You ask with a smirk.....Terry is stunned at first, but it seems now he knows your not just some innocent person who's wondered into the wrong conversation. "Well well Miss L/N, I'm guessing there's more to you than meets the eye? Your not hear today by coincidence are you?"

"Oh! So you can use your brain then?" You ask in a sarcastic way, making Daniel snort a little. Terry chuckles and runs his hand over his chin, looking around to make sure noone is close or looking over. "I should have known you were hear helping Daniel, he's never been able to truly defend himself" "Defending himself is one thing....when he has to protect his family that's another thing entirely.....you really think it's wise to threaten Daniel's family?" "I can do what I wish, I'm looking out for the future of my dojo" "Never have I ever heard more b#llsh#t than I have from what your spewing out of that poisonous mouth of yours" That took Terry by suprise, he's not used to being spoken to like this at all. "I do like you miss L/N....so why don't you do yourself a favour and stay out of this little disagreement me and Danny boy hear have together" "Aww, that's not going to happen I'm afraid, nice try though, very threatening. I was almost scared then, oh wait? Your threats mean nothing to me" Terry smiles and takes a step closer to you and Daniel, staring at you with those pale blue sapphire eyes. "You have no idea what a sensei like me can do, sensei's have many capabilities"

"Do they? Oh dear, maybe I should be more careful around someone who can fight.....hahaha! I'm sorry I couldn't keep a straight face there" Terry has no idea why your laughing, so Daniel says "Terry, YOU have no idea what sensei's are capable of....sensei's like Y/N" Terry's face changes "Your a sensei?" "You seem suprised by that Mr Silver? I know this dress doesn't exactly look like a GI-" "What are you trained in then? A little tae kwando?" You smirk and fold your arms at him, and Daniel says "She HAS mastered tae kwando Terry" "I knew it-" "Ah ah ah, not just that though. I'm guessing your old master didn't mention any other students he's taught then? Oh yeh, my mistake, he taught Y/N AFTER you" "You?.....Your master was-" "Master Kim Sung-Yung?" You say in response. "Yes that's right, he was my master. Oh! Correction, my first master. You see, once I had been fully trained by Master Kim Sung-Yung, I moved onto other forms of martial arts, like Bojutsu for example, oh that's my favourite by far" Terry starts to look a little nervous now, though he's trying to hide it. "What else was there? Oh yes, I've also mastered capoeira, krav maga. My skills in Kand Su Do are just one of the many skills I have......so if I were you....Terry....I'd be very careful, and choose YOUR company more carefully"

Check. Terry hasn't won this round, but he was going to try one last tactic. "Your a very strong and clever woman Y/N, I can't deny that. But you can't win against me, I've made a reputation hear, all these people hear are stupid enough to believe me. And why wouldn't they? I'm the man who gives to the community, offers lessons to children who need it, a shining example to the community. All these idiots hear would never believe you if you tried to say anything about me, neither of you have any proof, and I'll continue to do as I wish....noone is going to stop me" You can't help but chuckle, Daniel looks worried, but you give him a trustworthy look. "I see Terry....it seems there's really no tricking you is there?" "That's right" "And noone would believe me if I told everyone hear what you really think of them, and how cunning you are" "Absolutely" "You've got me there....(clearing your throat) Oh, I just have one question Terry, do you like my dress?" He smirks and looks you all over, like your a masterpiece. "It looks stunning on you, like it was made to be worn by a goddesses" "Oh my, your so kind" Daniel has no idea what your up to, but you give him a sly wink. "I'm so glad you like it Terry, I like it too. The colours, the material....oh! And this little part right hear....can you see this?" You say pointing to a very well hidden little shiny bead right inbetween your cleavage on the dress. "This Terry, is my little camera. I hope you don't mind that I'm wearing it, it complimented the dress you see" Terry's face drops, he's been caught out. "After my discussion with Daniel the other day, and my cousin. I thought it was necessary to bring this little camera along with me, and you walked into my trap beautifully"

Daniel cant help but smile smugly, finaly having the upper hand over Terry Silver. "Why don't you consider this a warning Mr Silver....you don't go near Daniel and his family, you stay away from my cousin and his family, oh did I mention Johnny Lawrence was my cousin? And I don't take to kindly to people assaulting my family members. So? Are you going to be a good boy and do as your told? Because if you misbehave, I might just have to release this little video of you admitting what you are really like. What you think of all these people, what you do to make everything go your way, and of course your threatening behaviour towards innocent people" Terry stares at you in stunned silence, unable to think of anything to say to you, you have him in the palm of your hand and he didn't like it. "Daniel, shall we have another drink? I can see champagne over there" "That sounds great" Daniel says to you, you smile as you both walk away from Terry, but you rest your hand on Terry's arm just before walking away, and whisper to him. "You've been used to being top dog around hear Mr Silver, well now there's someone who will happily knock you down if needs to be. I'm an understanding woman Terry, and consider this whole situation, me being kind. Because if you do anything to hurt anyone else.....I might just take after your slogan.....and I will show YOU no mercy. Do have a good day, you have got a lovely home" And just like that, you walk away towards Daniel and Amanda to have a drink, leaving Terry by himself. He's fuming and hates that he wasn't able to manipulate you or wind up Daniel, you were a whole other challenge.....a challenge he was happy to except. He turned around to look over at you and Daniel, anger was there, but it was replaced with something else....a smile? But why?....

After everyone had left the charity event at Terry's house, you made your way back to Daniel and Amanda's home along with Johnny. Daniel was over the moon with how you handled Terry. "How in the hell did you manage to get a camera that small onto your dress Y/N?" "I have many talents Daniel, and if Terry pushes his luck, he'll find that out the hard way" Johnny smirks and runs his hand across his jaw line. "Am I the only one hear who wants to see that ancient piece of sh#t push his luck?" All three of you chuckle, before Daniel looks at you with sincere appreciation. "You know Y/N, I'm so thankful you agreed to help us with Terry, I think he's met his match with you. If today was anything to go buy, I'm really hoping he will stay away" "I hope so too, and if he doesn't....trust me when I say that I will bring Terry Silver to his knees...."

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To anyone reading this story, I wanted to post it and let you decide if you want more. There is more to the story which I'm happy to write, I just wanted to post this part and find out if anyone would like to read anymore of this story, and of course I would write a steamy part too as it's an enemies to lovers idea. Just let me know and I'll see what I can do, thank you 💚

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Month of Emmet Quick Write #8

Prompt #8: Cozy

It's been an entire year since Ingo returned from Hisui and Emmet wants to celebrate. Dawn too. And even though things haven't gone back to the way they once were (and they never will), maybe that's okay. So long as everybody's together again.

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“I am Emmet. Remind me again what we are looking for.”

“Twice-spiced radishes, sootfoot roots, muffin mix, some raw honey- oh! And potatoes! Lots and lots of potatoes!” Dawn led Emmet along by the arm, her eyes shining as they came across more and more stalls peddling out-of-season vegetables and once-in-a-lifetime cooking supplies. She swung her arms as she went, chattering about this and that as she led the much taller man through the open market.

               Emmet wasn’t exactly comfortable with his brother’s newest charge. My brother’s awfully young, very excitable, somewhat weird charge. He had been introduced to Dawn in the past back when Ingo had first returned from Hisui. It had taken Ingo some time to remember a young girl he knew. Somebody named ‘Akari’. Funny, Emmet chuckled inwardly. It had taken Ingo an entire month to remember the familiar stops and schedules of their shared lives in Unova; it had taken Ingo only a single day to remember Akari- ‘Dawn’ as she was properly named in the present.

“What dish are those ingredients for?” Emmet asked innocently.

“Lots of things!” Dawn replied cheerily, sweeping an errant lock of hair out of her face. “We gotta get authentic ingredients if we really want to surprise Uncle Ingo! And I think he’d really like two particular dishes- he liked them a lot back in Hisui.” Dawn paused, frowning. “Actually, I think he liked them too much… Did he actually ever eat anything else?”

“What are you referring to?”

“Potato mochi and tundra stew.” At the mention of the latter, Dawn’s face shrunk in on itself as if having tasted something sour. “Still have no idea why he likes the stew so much. Eugh. You wouldn’t like it. It tastes bitter and horrible like gnawing on beetroots.”

“What’s in the stew?”

“Usual stuff. Cut-up potatoes, wild grains, sometimes rice, snow radishes and-“ Dawn’s scowl suddenly deepened. “Urm… Maybe I should just… get that particular ingredient on my own. It’s nothing bad!” she squawked, rushing to explain herself as she fumbled with the hem of her dress, not quite meeting Emmet’s eyes. “It’s just… gross. I think it’s gross! Some people like it! I just think it’s nasty.”

               The two spent another hour or two gathering ingredients from the open markets of Driftveil  before eventually finding a small ferry to get them back across the waters to the western ports of Nimbasa City before noon had broken. From there, Emmet helped wave down a tram for the two of them to make their way back home.

               Emmet unlocked the door, blinking. Ingo’s still gone. “Strange,” he murmured, stepping to the side and allowing Dawn to pass him. Today made a year’s anniversary of Ingo and Dawn’s return back from Hisui. Dawn hadn’t planned anything for herself and had preemptively decided to spend the day hanging out with Ingo after getting her mother’s permission. Emmet was more than fine with the opportunity. If Ingo was happy, he was happy too. Of course, despite Ingo being back home for so long, Emmet had noticed that Ingo hadn’t fully settled.

There were a few things here and there. Ingo probably didn’t know it but Emmet had begun picking up on cues that his twin was hiding things; bad things. The body scars were the easiest to see. Tearing scars along his arms on hot summer days. A snippet of a criss-crossing scar across his back after stepping out of the bathroom for something or another. Electrical burn marks hidden well by his work gloves. Uncle Drayden had noticed Ingo favoring his right knee over his left during bad storms. Iris had noticed Ingo’s tendency to hoard food and to that extent, old clothes. Elesa had noticed that Ingo flinched when the subway trains would roll into the platform too fast. Emmet had noticed that Ingo was quieter, never quite reaching the same levels of volume that he easily met and surpassed in the past. Emmet never asked. Ingo never spoke about them, almost as though he were either ashamed of doing so or that in doing so, he would stir up bad memories.

Ingo had his days. Some days, he would wake up and barely speak, still performing his job but with no life as though a ghost had possessed him. Some days, he wouldn’t eat. He would pick at his breakfast and work straight through his lunch, going straight to bed after a grueling shift at the station without so much as washing his face or brushing his teeth. Some nights, Ingo would go for walks. Long walks. Long walks at night, specifically with the pokémon he had befriended in Hisui. The pokémon that Ingo confided his troubles in when Emmet couldn’t overhear anything and the ones that often escorted him home in the dizzying hours of the early morning.

Both Emmet and Elesa had agreed to not smother Ingo and let him adapt slowly. And Ingo had been returning back to his old tracks gradually the more and more his family watched over him and ensured that he was seeking the proper physical and mental help that he needed after experiencing such a thing as amnesia-backed, time and space displacement. That they would support Ingo in his slow but steady recovery. And though Ingo was reluctant to speak about his experiences in Hisui, Dawn had come up with reintroducing the better parts of their joint-kidnapping by reminding him of the memories they both shared along each other: the food from Hisui.

“How are the muffins looking?” Dawn called, carefully checking the consistency of the stew that she had quickly assembled while Emmet hadn’t been paying attention.

               Emmet peered into the oven, nodding. “They’re almost done. Are you making some kind of glaze or topping for them? Wait. I thought you said we were making mochi and… stew?”

“The muffins are the appetizer,” Dawn laughed. She put the lid back on the stew and went to clean her hands. “My old friend Rei- he taught me how to make them so that I could eat while travelling to complete the pokédex. I got real good at it and eventually taught Uncle Ingo how to make them. We often shared them whenever we ran into each other which was a lot- way more than you think! He had a… specific way of making his. Something to do with pecha berries.”

               Emmet snorted. “Pecha berries? Yyyup. My brother has a sweet tooth.” He carefully skimmed over the directions for the recipe he was about to prepare. “I don’t doubt he would use pecha berries for muffins. Which are already sweet.”

“The raw honey is gonna be the glaze and that’s already kinda too sweet, even for me. He’ll love these, I’m sure of it. Ooh! And I think they’re done!”

               The front door clicked and opened, Elesa’s boisterous voice and Ingo’s tired but slightly amused grumbles filtering into the house. Dawn immediately dried off her hands and flung herself out of the kitchen, nearly carrying Ingo off of his feet as she threw her arms around him.

“Uncle Ingo! You’re back!”

“Ah, Ak- Ahem. Dawn.”

               Emmet only listened in, dropping the potato mochi into the pan to cook them exactly as the recipe ordered. And as he cooked, he could hear several more voices join in. Ah. There’s Uncle Drayden. And Iris, too. He dropped the thoroughly cooked pieces of mochi onto a covered plate at his side, humming as he dropped in another piece. I can hear Cilan very slightly. Cameron sounds like he’s here too.

               He let his gaze travel over toward the packed party sitting in the living room, watching as Ingo and Dawn bickered over something small. And then Emmet saw exactly what he had been hoping for.

Ingo was talking. He was smiling, using his old over-exaggerated hand gestures as he spoke animatedly to Drayden and Iris who were staring at Ingo with amusement. Ingo’s voice carried clearly into the kitchen.

He’s… happy. Emmet supposed that if Ingo was happy, he was too. Ingo was safe and sound and happy, surrounded by people who loved him. And that eased Emmet just enough into carefully preparing a plate of muffins to take out to the living room.

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✨✨Welcome again to the boys:4✨✨

Antony Starr x Black Reader(Oc / Khadijah) x Chace Crawford

**Continuation of Welcome Backity Back To the Boys**

(If you decide to start here Julaya and Kapoia is Khadijah's(oc) best friends)

(I barely proofread guys im sorry.)

- = Chace Crawford's POV

- = Antony Starr's POV

Warnings: Fluff, Awkwardness, Kissing, Slight Smut(M receiving), Cheating but like not really fr

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"YALL DID WHAT WHERE?!" Julaya couldn't believe what she was hearing.

When Khadijah met up with the girls in Kapoia's hotel room, she had to tell them every. last. detail. Of course their eyes popped out after hearing her tell them Chace saw them both and looked like he wanted in.

"Girl byeee didn't you fuck Jessie right after leaving me standing by myself."

"So yall fucked NO FUCKING CONDOM, Chace was damn near drooling for you, and this is all within a 30 minute time in an area where anyone can walk through the door and see yall get it in." Kapoia piped up super confused but at the same time amused giving a weird smirk.

"What you smirking for?" Khadijah said lookin at her odd smirk.

"Nothin at all they just want you REAL BAD it's funny." Kapoia finished, reaching for her bag of matching pajamas she got for all three of them.

**^^What they are wearing^^**

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They all shuffle toward the bed lying down with a duffle bag of snacks. Khadijah looked at her phone the time said 6:30pm. Beginning the movie, they fuck up some snacks still sort of discussing early that day.

Khadijah heard a knock on the door but the rest of the girls didn't believe her telling her it's just the tv. Another knock came around, Khadijah had to excuse herself. As she got closer it started to sound like it was actually her door from across the hall being knocked on.

Opening the door, she saw the back of a man that didn't look like Antony at all, this guy was a bit more built. It clicked in her head fast, it was Chace.

"Uhh hi Chace what are you doing here." The mood felt awkward between them and what made that worse was her besties heard the whole greeting and decided to hide on the walls so they can hear the convo.

" Hey Khadijah, I just wanted to say.." He thought about it for a second.

"Actually I'm not sorry, I want you and seeing you earlier so desperate giving me an air kiss. Just made my need for you even larger." Chace rushed everything out so he can get her reaction in a timely fashion.

Antony already bragged about having a date with her at around 8:00pm. The hallway clock said 6:46.

"I- I don't know how to.. I think you're hot as fuck Chace of course..." He got excited too quick.

"...everyone in the world thinks you're hot at this point, so i'd be completely lying if I didn't find you attractive." Khadijah tried to be careful with her words already being loyal to Antony and they aren't even official.

"Okay well um thank you but I have one last question. Will you go on a date with me tomorrow around noon? Maybe tour New York a little?" Chace could help but to ask giving her his signature smile

The girls in the back were going through a roller coaster of emotions with this interaction.

Khadijah nodded her head, not being able to decline.

Before she knew it, he kissed her passionately. Chace was about to apologize but Khadijah reached up to pull him back into an even deeper kiss. He added tongue and so did she, throughout the apartment and hallway all you hear is them sharing saliva, eating each other's faces.

Khadijah heard giggles during the their kiss which snapped her back into reality. She broke the kiss looking at him in the eyes. His face had confusion written all over it.

"i-" Chace began.

"Okay Chace see you tomorrow!" She rushed and closed the door in his face.

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(Chace's POV is green bc the deep)

I stared at the door with a slight smile on my face.

" I fucking got her man." I thought to myself.

I Punched the air in excitement but paused when I looking over and saw this old woman looking at me, afraid. What Khadijah didn't know was, me and Antony have been discussing you A LOT and we both admitted to each other we wanted her.

We decided after a few hours of arguing, that we both can have her. We just can't put that all on her at once we have to ease into it, or maybe not I don't know she might freak out and I would HATE for that to happen to her. I began texting Antony I got the date AND a hella nice kiss. He sent a thumbs up emoji and a smiling face. He was very short with me sometimes. I walked to the parking lot hopping into my car, and waited. I wanted to see her one last time before everything possibly went to shit.

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Khadijah was now in her hotel room when she threw this dress on with her cute brown boots that stopped at her knee. It was hitting 7:59 when she heard a knock. She giddily ran to the door calming down before opening it. He was dressed to the fucking nines, an all brown suit with black dress shoes.

"Wow you look really good." She wanted to say fucking sexy as hell and I think He knew from her stutter while saying good.

"Thank you baby you look sexy as hell too." He said back confidently.

"I didn-" Before she could finish her sentence he kissed her deeply, gripping her waist.

"Now let's go I got us reservations." Antony grabbed her hand leading her out the hotel building and into the car.

Before the two pulled off, Khadijah could've sworn she saw that Chace's car was still there. Did he not leave all that time? She tried to shake the thought. When Antony put his hand on her thigh, all worry began to disappear.

-

"Reservation for Starr please sir." Antony said fluidly passing the waiter a dollar bill Khadijah couldn't verify her angle.

The date was going amazing so far they talked about simple things like family, pets, favorite colors. She told him about her dreams in life which were to become a wealthy worldwide baker and he loved it. Antony couldn't stop staring into her eyes and her lips he wanted to see them somewhere else but right here right now was not the right place. Soon enough the date came to an end.

"Let me take you home baby" Antony asked Khadijah, kissing her on her lips before closing her door and getting in on the drivers side.

She didn't reply, she in fact didn't know how to reply she wanted to go to his place and ride him til dawn but was it too soon. She didn't know. It was like he read her mind when he squeezed her thigh before asking.

"You wanna come with me instead?"

She nodded so fucking fast it was embarrassing. He just laughed and kept driving down the highway.

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Antony's POV

Mid drive, I felt my phone vibrate. As I expected, it was Chace.

Chace 🫱🏻‍🫲🏼🤞🏻

I'm here do I go in?

Yeah👍🏻

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I sat my phone back down and gave Khadijah one of my signature sexy glances. When my head turned back to the road I heard her seatbelt click. Damn was the look I gave her that ugly she wanted to jump out the car. When she got on her knees I understood what she was trying to do.

"What're you doin baby" I still decided to ask wanting to hear the words come out of her mouth.

"I wanna suck your dick and swallow all your cum baby."

She left me fucking speechless, she's lucky I have a good focus level, because if i didn't, as soon as she said "suck your dick" I would've let go of the wheel. Instead I gripped the wheel once I felt her unzip my pants and dig into drawls to grab my dick. She was a fucking animal, she immediately sucked all inches of my dick into her throat without trouble, making her throat so tight I could barely drive straight.

"Baby your cock always tastes so good." I let out a moan from her words glancing down at her practically gargling on my dick. I sped up my driving once my house came into view down the street.

When I got into the garage and parked, for the few seconds she took her breath, I stole her lips with mine licking and sucking on her tongue making the most nastiest sounds that echoed throughout the garage from me opening the door to let air in. She got back down to "business" this time sucking my balls WHOLE as soon as she licked back up to my tip I spurted my cum all over her face.

"OH fuck Khadijah get all my fucking cum." I damn near moaned like I was a pornstar, that was the first.

"You always taste so good daddy." She gave me the most sexiest face I've ever seen before she tried to wipe the cum.

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KHADIJAH'S POV

"Leave it on" Was the only thing I heard when he lead me into the dark living room from his garage.

When the light flicked on I almost had a fucking heart attack from all the possibilities of who that could be on that couch. What if it was his parents I thought I HAVE HIS FUCKING KIDS ON MY FACE!! To say I was panicking was an understatement.

"Aw y'all started without me?"

I slightly calmed to the familiar voice.

"CHACE?!"

"In the flesh baby." He gave me the hottest smile.

What the fuck was Chace doing here? Am I going crazy? Why is Antony not jumping to hide my face or anything in fact, he's for real FUCKING SMILING. When I glanced down I saw a real THICK bulge in Chace's sweats waiting to be tested. They both were smiling and me. Tell me this isn't real oh my gosh.

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I Uhh I wanted to add flavor and to a cliffhanger thing but the 5th story is coming soon after this.

Lil Chace tryna come thruuuuu

Hope yall enjoyed❤️

[sgdlr-asdfghjkl]

Link Click Musical update 156

Beginning of April summary, part 1

(Cao Muzhi's sillies and Wang Minhui's stage door talk)

Performances went on till April 6th and they resume on April 12th, so now we have time to catch up 🌟 I'll cover April 4th here ^^

The leaf stamp is to mark Qingming Festival. It's a period when people visit the graves and honour their ancestors.

@chocolatexiaoshi explained to me that, since it's a holiday, the theatre schedule was adjusted to hold 2 performances a day (like on the weekends). So the stamp doesn't mean any special events >< it's just to remind the audience about a different schedule.

Links in replies: cq&wmh laughing during 'Pursuers of light', stage door vid of wmh I reference later

April 4th, noon: Cao Muzhi, Wu Yihan, Qian Dongyue

These two are funny together, Cao Muzhi acts oh so clueless as Wu Yihan does his little trollin >:3 but dw cxs get a solid hug every time 💙🧡

I made a twt thread of Cao Muzhi reaction images, (he's just so funny to me 🧡) so you can check it as a bonus~

April 4th, night: Cai Qi, Wang Minhui, Qian Anqi

By the end of first half of 'Pursuers of light' Cai Qi messed up the lyrics making Wang Minhui fall to his knees and laugh (classic wmh).

🌟Exclusive gossip from stage door interview with Wang Minhui, explained by @chocolatexiaoshi ☕💖🙏(quoting but I edited grammar a bit):

'a fan said: you and CaiQi are very familiar with each other, so you guys will have more feeling of cp (cooperation?). I watched the play for the first time and have a feeling that cxs and lg are really like a married couple. wmh:😳😳😳 (he shies away in an instant) then he shared with audiences how to cooperate with each partner seriously' (timestamp around 4:00)

He also talked on how he addresses his CXS's actor partners

'BaiZhuoming: 白老师 - like Mr Bai, seems not familiar and wmh wants to perform more with him and become more familiar.

TengChunpeng: 滕哥 - like brother Teng (哥means big brother), to become more familiar.

ShuRongbo: 波波 - Bobo, 'oh I know srb is the cutest boy' (🥺Bobo is his nickname and his weibo username).

CaiQi: too familiar, just calls his name directly.'

Also, not lc related but I think some of you may like it... Wang Minhui posted this beautiful spring photoshoot on his weibo:

Nevermind, it is LC related, bc he's wearing Lu Guang's shirt. Here's a proof, he literally took it from theatre one day ><'

(*￣3￣)╭*:･ﾟ✧💕

see ya in next part soon

[cyber1987]

FINALLY ITS HERE!! My New attempt at fan fiction :D My new series named

"Birds can still learn from the bats"

Enjoy this prologue and please bear in mind that i haven't written in a while and English isn't my first language

Cw: none in this chapter

In ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/57946378/chapters/147510817

Thank you @skele-bunny for your help in the making of this!

Prologue: Calm of a normal life

Long ago up in heaven there was an angel whose love shined brighter than the stars above. Her kindness for the poor lost souls was known from far and wide even the little demons in hell longed for an ounce of pure love. And so she shared it with them.

Yet she still had time to love something else over the many others she took under her wings, a small angel whom she cared for deeply, her own son. Soon enough the child would take more of her, it was only natural! But you see her love wasn't something one could forget easily, Its absence was noticeable.

And many indeed noticed. Envy is a poisonous thing truly and the ghoulish creatures embraced its sinful teachings, after all why should one angel receive so much?

They were quick to spread that seed of envy in heaven, dark whispers to drive others to do their bidding until one fateful night someone fell to the temptation, he stole what was so dear to her, he took her child and subsequently fell from the heavens dragging the poor little one down with him.

Her sorrow was felt from the brightest corner of heaven to the darkest pits in hell. Her anguish was the only thing that made the demons run with their tails between their legs.

Yet it was too late...to this day her little one is nowhere to be found, her own broken heart filled up with unbridled rage that cannot be quelled. What the demons and that fallen angel took was far too precious one can only wonder what she'll do when her heart can't take the pain anymore.

Hell will tremble before her if it means her son gets to come home.

♢-🔥-♢

Dewdrop was a ghoul of many talents, charismatic and a little shit by profession, but he by satan isn't a patient ghoul. Everyone knows this, his flame can spark to life in an instant and it’ll be everyone's problem and yet that seems like a reasonable risk to the two terrors that are playing with his tail and hair.

Both Phantom and Aurora still acted like kits and lord knows they have the energy of one, but he's still tolerating the claws digging into his tail of the playful bites to his hair “You two are going to give me grays before i turn 40.” the ghoul grumbled while pushing Aurora away from him.

“Aw but we love playing with you!” Phantom chirped from behind him before rubbing his cheek against Dewdrop’s back, a loud purr rumbled from the younger ghoul “yes but i like my tail without any bite marks and my hair to still be intact before noon”

Dew huffed, smoke coming out from his nostrils. “Aw don't be like that Dewy, we promise we won't be rough on ya.” Aurora chirped while laying across the older’s lap, her puffy cat-like tail swishing around in contentment . “Yeah yeah you always say that you little devil” Dew replied before shoving both ghouls off him making Aurora screech and Phantom whine at the sudden lack of warmth.

“I'm done being your personal jungle gym for the day can't you go bother Aether or something?” A small whine in protest “Come on shoo i have better shit to do.” Dew heard Aurora huff before leaving the den, probably off to bother Mountain or another poor soul but the baby bat remained, looking at him rather intensely.

“What is it? Do I look funny?” Dewdrop looked at the other taking a good look at the ghoul for a bit, Phantom shared the typical ashy gray skin of any ghoul but his was spotted by pale lilac splotches all over his body, some even went up to his hairline making his fluffy dark hair to have streaks of white all over it.

But most importantly his wings, they resembled those of a bat, black inside with white specks that resembled stars. The only odd thing was the small patch of feathers at the base of them. Phantom said it was his air ghoul genes and Dew wasn't really one to judge elemental fuckery.

His eyes though were definitely something, one was purple and it shimmered like the starry night sky and the other was a pale silver and it shined like pale moonlight. “I think you’re lonely.” The young ghoul replied “You feel lonely.”

Dew scoffed while rolling his eyes “I told you to not use your powers on others, you're still getting the hang of them.” Phantom looked offended, his wings flapping and his tail lashing unhappily “I'm getting the hang of ‘em! I swear, Aether said I'm making good progress!”

Dew still wasn't convinced “Accidents involving quintessence magic are more common than we would like, i'm just warning you, if it goes wrong it will backfire on you.”

Dew could feel his tail lashing, he was worried Phantom was still new on topside, a magical injury can be lethal on new summons, their bodies still recovering and getting used to topside “Just be careful okay?” Dew sighed walking away from the other ghoul “Go off and don't bother me” and with that he left, his mind settled into one ghoul.

The walk there was silent, no siblings out as many huddled off into their rooms to avoid the colder temperatures in the halls, winter can be such a blessing at times. His step perked up when he saw the familiar door of the infirmary’s office, his tail wagging a little.

He didn't even have to knock before it opened, letting the familiar scent of sage flood out towards him “Hey Aether..” The fire ghoul purred while the larger quint smiled at the sight of him “Hey firefly, what brings you out here today?” Aether moved to him inside.

“I'm just looking for some peace, the two kits got their paws on me. Fucking mites they are” He flopped onto the couch, his body instantly relaxing against the cushions. “I had to shove them off me Aeth, they need something better to release that energy” The fire ghoul groaned while his mate walked around the office doing Satan knows what.

“Have you thought of maybe actually playing and roughhousing with them, love?” He grunted while

Looking at Aether whom is checking some files “Expecting them to be quiet as a water ghoul is kinda foolish of you Dewdrop”

“How dare you, why does it have to be me anyway.” His tail thumped against the armrest “Why can't Swiss or Cirrus deal with them when they're feeling extra kit-ish” Aether only chuckled while shaking his head clearly amused “Because they like you firefly. You were there when they were torn out of the pit alongside the whole pack, and you were the first ghoul whom they smelled.”

Aether left the files in his desk before sitting next to Dew, letting the other immediately snuggle against him “They're still young and adapting, let them have some sense of security with you. I'm sure they'll open up to the others in no time” He paused looking down at the other ghoul with tender eyes “And leave you in peace.”

Dew wasn't expecting the sudden disappointment at the idea but he ignored it “I hope so. For now though you are stuck with me.” He purred while snuggling against Aether who chuckled at the others advances, Dew wondered if this is how the new summons felt when bothering him.

“I told Phantom he should be more careful with his magic.” Aether hummed signaling him to continue “He wasn't happy. He said that you told him he was making good progress, I want to know your opinion.” Dew looked up to his mate who looked deep in thought “He is alongside Aurora but they still have much to learn.” His tail thumped against the cushion.

“Why did you tell him that?” Dew sighed looking up to the ceiling “He used them on me. He said I'm 'lonely’ and I mean I guess I wanted to come hangout with you.”The fire ghoul huffed “Still I told him to knock it off, it's still dangerous especially to the caster or the recipient, if magic backfires on him or someone else…i don't want to imagine how bad it could be.”

Aether gave him a small nod in agreement “Im sure if that ever happens we will be there to help him, but even so you should give the kid some credit, him and Aurora are progressing well and im sure they will be great magic users, just give it time”

Dew only frowned, looking unsure “I hope you are right Aeth.”

[tiny-flickers]

i actually wrote down all my thoughts as i listened to the sounds of nightmares and i thought they would be funny to share so here (instagram followers have already seen this but.)

all under cut bc i’m just gonna post it all at once (brackets are things i added later)

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ch 1: the workers in the walls

“patient number 1220… referring to children by numbers…….” is SOOOO CRAZY LMFAOO 😭 they know what they did there

imagine being named “no one” (noone) bro that is crazy. that’s even sadder than “mono” because at least he is SOMEBODY. like ik that’s not her actual name but the fact that that’s what she chose as her alias…

“otto” sounds a bit similar to “mono” idk [no it does not?? idk what i was going on about here]

i wonder if noone’s nightmare of being trapped inside a giant relates at all to the giant baby that’s going to appear in ln3

i wonder if she’s talking about the wax bellman (who was removed from the games but still has a portrait in the maw) when she describes the guy who appears in that room in her nightmare [she wasn’t btw]

the shadow children???? or glitched remains perhaps

the music & audio is very maw-like

gears?? making a song???? the giant is totally some sort of living music box or whatever. & she keeps describing the area as being made of stone and it’s sort of implied in the ln3 trailer that the giant baby turns people into stone so…

noone distinctly smelling this chained up guy and saying that he smells of sausages gone badly is sooo guestcore

perhaps the world of little nightmares is an alternate dimension which one can access through dreams

the lady??? noone describes her as being the keeper of the stone giant and the world beyond the walls

AND describes her face as being equally old and young

or perhaps the “stone giant” IS the maw [it’s not]

“the ceiling was a white clock face, but all the numbers were wrong” time loop reference fr

oh yeah this is a prison

so it’s gotta be the maw or something similar at least (but it doesn’t seem to be a boat so)

ok when the mysterious lady appears and gets noone’s dream friend the lady attack music from the first game plays which definitely makes me think she is the actual lady. and she’s covered in chains because she herself is a prisoner if you think about it (especially considering the six/lady connection)

and noone describes her mouth as having “blackened teeth inside; hungry for something” which further emphasizes the connection

^^“…something that swelled inside me” she wanted her SOUL fr!!!!!

noone saying that she feels like she doesn’t exist sometimes :( probably why she chose the name

also “water sickness”???? silo??? [silo trilogy reference]

she thinks she’s possessed by bugs or whatever and idk if that will connect to ln3 or what [more like parasites but.]

mutual dreaming bro what if that’s what happened with six and mono

see cuz “cece” kinda sounds like “six” too (i mean i’ve already seen theories about this but)

ch 2: a penance at the bathhouse

“the candleman” has GOTTA be the wax guy [except he’s not…. the name really threw me off here]

noone says she likes moths. there are big moths that can be seen in cages in ln2

noone’s nightmare!!! maw reference!!! she saw an ocean and saw a bunch of boats coming out?? “and from their mouths, plump men and women emerged. faces hidden behind wooden masks” ITS THE GUESTSSSS!!!! are all these “fish-like contraptions” part of the maw then?

also she mentions that they’re going to a “lantern-lit market” which might be what we saw in the ln3 trailer???

“a voice whispered ‘hey!’” LN2 REFERENCE

“gazing into its spiral always gave me relief” no man you are going to be hypnotized!!!! hypnotherapy is a bad idea in the little nightmares world!!!!!!!!!!

noone saying that the candleman wants her to open herself to this world and that he’s been with her all along…… i feel like that sort of connects to the wax bellman’s profession LMAO [HELP]

makes sense that these guests would be obsessed with cleansing and purification considering the masks and the fact that they were likely warped by the signal tower

“i was quite happy surrounded by the dark” six energy

ch 3: the theater of the mind

yippee!! [I FORGOT TO DELETE THIS ONE LMAO]

“in the dark, a hand let go of mine” SIX & MONO REFERENCE

noone being trapped in this big shopping mall is kinda giving fnaf security breach tbh

mannequins…. no……… not again….

the projector shaped like a giant eye??? like in the maw??

THEY CALLED HER NO ONE :(( NOOOOO THATS WHAT HER BULLIES CALLED HER NOO

no wonder she chose that name

“this place had been warped by pain” “even the walls began throbbing” definitely related to the signal tower

“don’t take her. not this one, too” ok but what if that’s like. mono or something trying to get someone to stay with him in his nightmare [it’s not but that would be cool]

ok so noone was on tv probably because of her sickness thing but the fact that tvs are such a prominent thing in the ln world also makes it suspicious….

ok so otto’s professor was like what if there’s other realities beyond our perception guys lol [ln multiverse]

ch 4: two of a kind

oh ok so he kinda does believe that noone is traveling to another reality/world at night not only because of her nightmares but because her body keeps disappearing before his eyes….

guys this would be so crazy for my ln/dracula au [LMAOOO]

she’s going into the upside down fr

guys they’re going on a ferris wheel

is this like the carnival place that’s gonna be in ln3

“it’s nowhere” that’s the world the games are set in!!!

not sure if this means that six & the other characters are just dreaming or if noone is just in a world parallel to theirs

perhaps cece is a previous version of the lady

wait he just said “the ferryman” ????? not the candleman?? like the ferryman from little nightmares???!!! the guy who took six to the maw??!?!?!1!?! [guys no way it’s the ferryman from little nightmares]

ok yes i’m thinking now that the nowhere is a parallel universe

ch 5: a deluge of the inevitable

i guess it would make sense that the candleman/ferryman is the guardian between worlds since he’s sort of like. someone who delivers people between places (like six to the maw) plus the two characters do look similar… the ferryman could totally be the candleman but just wearing a mask [i was too fixated on the wax bellman thing]

noone has a tumor???? wtf!!?? :( is this because of the water sickness or whatever

nome???? ITS A NOME!!!!! THERES A NOME IN THE SEWERS!!!!!

“little mushroom fairy” awww

“the first non-hostile being you’ve met that wasn’t another child” oh buddy do i have something to tell you

“you believe this place transformed him?” YES THE SIGNAL TOWER DID IT!!!!

BRO IS GETTING POSSESSED BY THE SIGNAL TOWER LMFAOOOO

ok so otto created this contraption that allows noone’s dreams to be projected onto a screen

but the screen was all blinding and static-y and showed a creepy eye looking at him….

the signal tower’s transmissions are gonna leak into your world bro do you have any idea what you’ve done [it didn’t really but. this would have been an interesting way the story could have gone]

ch 6: the lonely way

she reappeared somewhere that was not her bed?? weird

nawww he’s just using her now

i was wondering why otto was calling the candleman the ferryman but it’s because that’s what cece called him… and that’s what we know him by because of six…

“a doctor’s coat, a pink tutu and shoes, and a yellow raincoat”

THE RAINCOAT BROOO (and ik otto reacted strangely to the fact that it was yellow which is why ppl think cece is six but i’m not sure yet)

“tan trenchcoat” that is SO mono

“a shape in the distance. an outline of a door,” DONT OPEN IT DONT OPEN ITTT!!!!!

“it’s a liquid” it’s the signal tower goop! do not open the door bff!!!!

I KNEW THE DOOR WAS GOIJG TO HAVE AN EYE ON IT GOD DAMN IT DONT OPEN IT!!! THE THJN MAN IS IN THERE!!!

ahh shit the door is creaking open

wait the candleman is behind the door? not the thin man?? maybe this specific door is the bridge between the worlds then (bc noone said it didn’t have a doorknob on it which i’m pretty sure it did in the game)

“where is my sister” wait is cece his sister :00

ohh that’s why noone asked if the picture otto had was of his daughter because she looked so young…. but he just lost her at a really young age

the stairs are going every direction at once?? this HAS to be the signal tower. or some dream-like manifestation of it at least

all the stars noone sees in this place are EYES i KNEW it!!! the facade is crumbling!! it’s the signal tower!!!!!!

the door merging into faces of children… probably the children that were taken to feed the signal tower….

nawww he’s going to start experimenting on another kid now 😭

wait so did the candleman just… take noone away????? I NEED MORE EXPLANATION HELLO??????

wait if it was the lady that was the weird mannequin it would make sense for her to have the raincoat in her chest wouldn’t it because of the pictures in her chambers of (possibly) rcg???

so if rcg IS her daughter then she probably would’ve gotten the raincoat from her

or maybe CECE is rcg….

idk i’m going to have to look up more theories now

[spewing my ‘rcg=flashlight girl and the lady’s daughter’ nonsense]

[oddballwriter]

A Piece of Cake

Summary: You work at a food truck that sells baked goods, dessert foods, and other such things, named The Sweet Spot, with two other people who you've grown close to. Close enough that they know about your crush on the cook who works at the circus-themed food truck that you share one stop with. They're tired of you being too shy to make a move, so they help you get the ball rolling so that you two can actually talk to each other.  

Warnings: Mentions of cakes and sugars. The reader gets teased by their co-workers a bit but nothing too harsh. Billie and Penny kind of ruining the moment while also making it a bit better? 

Author’s Snip: I love this series and I wanted to make something for the sake of having something other than two sparse headcanon posts.

Notes: Go watch BigTop Burger and support the creator WorthiKids in any way you can. This show is such a delight and I love everything about it.  

I’ll shut up now. Enjoy! And don’t be afraid to request.

"I'm gonna go stretch my legs." you tell your co-workers, almost out the door but their odd, almost sarcastic-sounding 'uh-huh's made you pause. "What? We hardly get customers at this stop, and our stock of food is fine. You can handle some customers while I'm out for a few minutes, can't you?" you question.

"Oh no. We'll be fine. For sure." one of your co-workers, Daniel, says, before speaking up again. "But how come you always want to walk while we're parked at this stop instead of all the others we do?" he asks, giving you a knowing look. "Like I said, we don't get customers here. It's half past noon. No one eats baked goods and desserts at noon." you say, trying to make up to defend your reasoning as to why you want to take a walk break at this spot.

"People also don't eat dessert at 1 pm, or 2am, maybe at 3pm, but those two other spots for one and two are okay to walk at too, don't you think, Y/N?" your second co-worker, Helen, suggests, with that same knowing tone.

"What's so wrong with me walking here. It's a nice walk around this block and there's some nice looking things here?" you ask.

"I bet there are." Daniel comments.

"Quit acting dumb. We know you just want to see that Circus Burger guy you have a crush on." Helen accuses. "What? No. I mean- I see him when I walk around sometimes, and I say hi, but I don't like him." you deny, even if Helen is right on the money. "And it's BigTop Burger. Not Circus Burger." you correct, trying to make her feel dumb for getting the name wrong, but you realize that it just makes you look more interested in him by knowing the actual name of the food truck he works for.

To be honest, they don't really care about your interest in him. They just like to tease you because of how much you deny it. And also because he wears clown make-up as part of his uniform and that makes the whole idea of you two kinda silly.

You look at your co-workers with a flushed face, knowing that even if you make a whole argument that you don't have a crush on him, they would know better.

"What's his name again anyways? Tom?" Helen questions. "It's Tim." you correct, again, this time with no defense. "Well. Why don't you take something for Tim and you two can talk. Maybe work up the courage to ask for his number too." Helen offered. "Or maybe just take him something for a couple of days and then ask for his number. One of the best ways to get to a man is through his stomach." she suggests.

"What should I take, though? We have so much stuff here." you say, looking at the plethora of cakes, cookies, brownies, rolls, and bonbons, the list could honestly go on forever and so could the various flavors, looks, hybrids of said things that you carried.

"Here," Daniel says as he moves towards the display and picks something for you. It was a slice of the funfetti cookie crust cheesecake. You look up at him with a 'really?' readable across your face. "What? His job has a clown theme. He might think it's funny." Daniel explains. You glance back down at the slice in its little plastic container that your truck usually puts your slice orders in before sighing and taking it.

"Go get 'em, Y/N!" Helen cheers as you actually step out of the truck and also hear Daniel shout "Don't worry, I'll pay for the slice!" as you walk forward.

The BigTop Truck wasn't that far from yours. It was just a turn around the corner and a small stride forward. It was impossible to miss the blue-colored brick of a truck once you turned the corner. As you got closer, you could see Tim leaning against the truck, on his break. As ashamed as it is for you to know that this time was usually his break time. 'Okay, Y/N. You can do this. Just walk up to him. You've done it before.' you think to yourself as you walk closer and closer. You were so caught up in your thoughts that you probably would have passed right by the BigTop truck and Tim if it weren't for him saying something.

"Hey! Y/N, right, from Sweet Spot around the corner?" Tim greets. "Out to stretch your legs again, huh?" he says. "Yeah. Sorta." you choke out, trying to both keep your cool and lower your excitement. "I brought you something." you say, holding out the slice of cheese cake to him.

Tim takes a second to look at it. "Oh wow. That's really something isn't it?" Tim comments. "Yeah. It's... something new on our menu. Some people have mixed feelings about it and," you explain, trying to come up with a reason why you'd just give him a piece of cake for free. "I was told to have someone kind of settle the score to see if we should keep it or not?" you conclude.

"I see." Tim says. "Well, I'll see how I feel." he remarks as he takes the container from your hands.

You somewhat avert your gaze so as to not make the situation weird by watching him eat. He uses the taped-in fork and takes a few bites pausing in between chews and taking pieces of certain parts to get the food as a whole.

"It's pretty good." Tim finally says, "No doubt, there's enough sugar in here to make a blood sugar monitor explode. But still good." he comments, trying to make a joke. "Yeah. I'm sure there is. If I'm being honest, this hybrid abomination feels like a culinary crime, but you know how it is with food trucks. If it's crazy enough it gets sales." you agree smiling a bit to show that you appreciate the joke.

Tim nods and even makes a few bashes himself. "Hey. I'm pretty sure we only have one or two people who actually like our food. I think everyone else is just trying it for the sake of seeing what it's like." Tim remarks, "I mean, our burger buns literally have sprinkles on them." he adds.

You think about the idea of how that would even taste and understand that that also feels like some type of crime against food as well.

"But hey. Your truck can get away with sprinkles. That's basically the go-to strategy for everything you sell." Tim explains. "I haven't eaten anything from there till right now with this, but your stuff looks good." Tim compliments.

You see Tim try and say something else after a long beat of silence but the window latch of the truck pops open and smacks him hard in the back of the head with a faint bunk noise.

"Hey, Tim. Steve wants us to head to the next stop early, for whatever reason, so-" a person with blue clown make-up and a cap on says, speaking low and monotone voice before pausing upon seeing you and their co-worker who was rubbing the hit spot, who was shooting them a quick glance.

Another person, this time a shorter, rounder woman with pink makeup, pokes her head out. She sees you and Tim as well but she changes to a brief shocked expression and speaks, "Sorry for the interruption. Tim, take your time. I need to talk to Billie for a second.", the woman takes hold of the window door and quickly throws it down to close it, but in the process hits Tim in the back of the head again. You hear her shout a muffled "Sorry!" from inside.

"Are you okay?" you ask. "I'm fine. Just fine." Tim assures. "That was Billie and Penny by the way. In case you wanted to know," he says.

"Thanks for the cake by the way it was really neat of you to offer me some." Tim thanks. "I'll keep that as a highlight of the rest of my day. Whatever that may entail." he says as he starts to walk around to enter into the truck.

You try your best to not squeal at the fact that he just called you, well, more like the cake, a highlight in his day.

You wave goodbye to each other before he gets into the truck and you turn to walk back to your food truck. Upon getting back, you find Daniel and Helen seemingly waiting inside for you.

"So, how was your date?" Daniel jokingly asks.

"He liked the cake," you say, "And I met his co-workers." you add.

"Ooh. Sounds pretty serious." Hellen buds in with a joke of her own.

[nihilnovisubsole]

how are you finding ffxiv btw? curious to hear what you think of it so far if youre open to sharing!

i wrote up some early impressions here! tl;dr, it's got me good. the people who said i'd like it were absolutely right. i'm enjoying talking about it, so have some more

it's funny to see how many of the game's incidental quests follow the "you look like an adventurer" format. "you look like an adventurer, go save my cat from that tree," "you look like an adventurer, bring me a blue flower with red thorns," etc. it's a format i've been banned from using at my job - our narrative policy is that it feels gamey, and questgivers should always have a deeper reason to solicit the player specifically. that said, even the starting cities have a dizzying amount of sidequests, and you can't afford to be precious when you're writing at that scale. hat tip to the writers for having to come up with it all!

i mean, really, it blows my mind how much there is to do. i worried that i was chewing through the ARR story too quickly, but my friends keep saying this is only the beginning? omg

i find myself chasing a kind of roleplay that i haven't before: one that revolves around the game's time-of-day system. since cutscenes [in general - i guess some are forced] match the current weather and light, i've been scheduling cutscenes around what seems most cinematic or plot-appropriate. i waited until nightfall to do the greenbliss festival and hear the grand company speeches to make them more solemn. by coincidence, i fought foulques during a downpour, and it felt so much more dramatic. so did crossing thanalan at nigh noon. you know that bad thing that happens at the waking sands? i trudged all the way to the church alone in the dead of midnight afterward. now that's kino!!

oh yeah, those veteran friends i mentioned earlier? they're obsessed with which eligible bachelor i'll attach my character to. i'm so flattered. how can you not be. getting ubereats deliveries of "yeah, this one is a miserable bastard, you might like him." i'm told that the game implicitly encourages this sort of thing by stressing how much your player means to the major characters. no wonder you've all been having so much fun over here

i made some rookie mistakes in the character creator, so no screenshots yet ): thank goodness you get a free fantasia eventually

i have more details cooking, though. i see her as a fallen dragoon who thought she'd failed at being a hero and has been given a second chance. starting in gridania was less a "newbie lancer" thing and more a kurosawa "stranger comes to town and solves its problems by the sword" thing. she's also been forged-in-battle friends with raubahn for many years, and i've heard he gets a lot of story, so i'm looking forward to that.

don't worry, i've been forearmed about what happens-

[the vaudeville cane drags me offstage]

[aroaceconfessions]

Not so much a confession as a funny story. Everyone has their way that they found out they were aspec. Long journeys of self discovery and questioning, etc, it can be very difficult to figure out that youre supposed to be feeling something that you arent feeling. But my realisation happened a little differently.

Some of my friends are... odd, and sexual topics came up very often. While I found the things they were saying uncomfortable, it was always fun to share my thoughts on whatever the topics were because it confused them like, alot. It was always fun to see their reactions to the things I was saying.

Its worth noting I was well aware of what aroace was and it was all very clear. I found out around the time when Jaiden came out, and my immediate reaction was what the fuck, thats Awesome. Thats the best sexuality by far. But I had just never connected the dots. I never really did.

Then in one of these discussions with my friends, I think one of my responses waas a little... too far out there. I dont remember the conversation, but I think the response eliminated the idea of "oh hes just innocent and doesnt expose himself to sexual content" and it immediately clicked for one of my friends.

He turned, looked me directly in the eyes, pointed, and said

"ACE."

And I quietly sat there for a moment considering what he said and very quickly realised, hold the fuck up, that would explain alot.

One of those, uhh... "friends" still didn't really get it. He had referred to me as "celibate" in the past, and I didnt know what it meant at the time, but after some time thinking and going back to them and saying yeah, I think youre right I do think Im aroace, he said it again, "Nk youre not its not real youre just a celibate." And I still didnt know what it meant at that point otherwise I couldve easily explained why he was wrong, but hes just so sex obsessed he cannot imagine someone who isnt. And I wasnt worried about the fact he was just not accepting it because noone gives a shit about anything he says. He says all kinds of racist, homophobic etc shit and people immediately tell him to dhut the fuck up. Hes less "friend" and more "we cant get rid of him so we just tell him to shut the fuck up and tell him why hes wrong". This bit has lost the point a little bit, the main focus is that instead of spending a long time figuring out for myself, I literally got told, loud and clear, out of nowhere, the obvious answer.

Submitted July 4, 2023

[invisibleraven]

“You’re so cute when you snore.” / Royal Purple

"Ugh I want to sleep into next week," Julie groaned as she fell onto the bed. "Midterms can go to hell."

"Not much longer cutie, then all this will be behind us," Kayla assured her as she rubbed over her back. "It's only the rest of the semester, then we're done."

"Speak for yourself," Reggie said as he entered the bedroom. "I've got a whole year left."

"That's your own fault for taking a year off to backpack around the country," Julie said.

Reggie shrugged. "It was worth it, I got to see a bit of life. Plus it was all the sweeter to come home to the both of you."

"You know we would have come with you if we could have honeybear," Kayla said.

"Though let's not do the long distance thing again, it sucked," Julie said.

"Agreed," Reggie piped up. "For now, let's go to bed so we have the energy to get through the rest of this horrid week."

The girls nodded, and soon enough the three of them were tucked in and fast asleep. The long days of school had worn them out, and even though exam anxiety was rampant, their exhaustion won out.

Kayla was the first one awake-always the early bird. She usually hopped out of bed with the sun, doing yoga and getting the coffee ready. But when she awoke that morning she lingered in bed, figuring it wouldn't kill her to skip one morning session.

Plus the bed was warm and her partners were all sleep rumpled and adorable. Reggie was all but face down in the pillow, his hair sticking up in every direction, which made her have to stifle a giggle, given he was usually so fussy about it.

Julie was on her side, soft little snuffly snores escaping her mouth as she slumbered. Kayla did giggle at that, waking Julie. "Whas so funny?" she asked, her voice rough and muffled.

"You're so cute when you snore," Kayla replied.

"I do not snore," Julie protested, rubbing at her eyes.

"Do too," Reggie said, turning his face and blinking one bleary eye open. "But like like honeybear said, it's pretty damn adorable."

"Way cuter than the amount you drool," Julie shot back.

Reggie wiped at his chin, grimacing when his hand came back damp. "Ew."

"Good thing you're on laundry duty," Kayla said before jumping out of bed. "I'm going to do my yoga, either of you want to join me?"

"Hard pass," Reggie said, collapsing back into the pillow. "My review class isn't until two so I'm going to try and sleep until noon."

"I will," Julie said over a yawn. "After coffee."

"I'll start the pot if you get the mats out," Kayla offered. She then leaned down to kiss Reggie's cheek. "Sweet dreams my little bumblebee."

"Love you," Reggie mumbled.

"I'll set your alarm for you," Julie offered before pecking his nose.

"Love you more," Reggie slurred before dropping off once more, a little snore escaping his mouth and both girls laughed as they left the room, off to start their day.

Mid terms might still be looming, but at least they knew they were almost over, and their large and comfy bed was waiting when they were. Even if they all might snore or drool, it was worth it just to share it with each other.

[lunesprite]

GiTM Characters - as Tom Cardy Songs

A Good Enough Tm List.

Hello and welcome to a very silly list I decided to make this morning. It is now a full 12 hours later and my vision must be shared. 

Tom Cardy is fantastic, and even without this silly list, I do think y'all should check him out! But keep in mind, a lot of these songs are suggestive/NSFW for various reasons, so maybe put in some headphones first. 

Also, I make these silly suggestions, every single one of them, out of immense love for these characters, so if one seems mean… I am ragging on them. I am pulling on their rays in the playground or whatever. 

I love each and every one of them, scouts honor. And with that out of the way….

Wonderful @/venomous-qwille's Ghost in the Machine Cast - specifically as Tom Cardy songs only.

Part 1: I Will Not Be Taking Feedback I Am Correct: 

Clip.exe: Red Flags

I love Clip.exe so so much it is unreal. He's a freak /endlessly affectionate. If i am feeling particularly silly with him, then i can offer a second for young, baby Clip: Monster Truck. Either way, I am kissing him.

Sanii: Hot Shit

He is. I would pay an inconceivable amount of money to see this. I want to see him performing this in a silly glittering red jacket to try and cheer Misuta up.

Nova: The Ballad of Smokin' Joe Rudeboy

This beautiful, perfect man. Important context: Fool is singing it, narrating our wonderful tale, and Nova is performing his ass off and having a blast. He is wearing a cowboy hat and yes, one of his rays is sticking through it. I love Nova. I am kissing him right on his face.

Noon: Artificial Intelligence

He would sing this song and you wouldn't even need to ask him to.

y/n: Repress it!

Look at that, we get a song too. :) Almost forgot to, tbh.

Part 2: I Got My Reasons:

Soleil: Read Between the Lines

Can I picture him singing it? No. I will not pretend. There are certain lines, however, I absolutely can. He very nearly falls into the 'Didn't Wanna Leave Anybody Out' category, but I just. I needed to manifest this.

Fool: Perception Check

You know, I don't think I need to explain this one.

Sunspot: My Secret Shame

Oh darling Spot, it might very well be there's another song that fits you better, but imagining this one, which is so sweet and harmless but absolutely on point for something that WOULD be his shame, made me almost break down laughing at work.

Misuta: All the Stupid Things I've Ever Done

:)

Sandman: Level Clear!

Sandy is kind of riding the line between this category and the next, but like. I give him this one because I cannot wait to see what this little man has going on, and I really wonder what his life has been like! I just know there's trauma under that hat.

Harvest: About 8 hours

There was another song here but this was a late suggestion that I realized was simply. Too correct.

Part 3: I Didn't Wanna Leave Anybody Out and By This Point I Was Invested And Too Proud to Back Down (I Will Take Cardy Suggestions Here):

This section is particularly silly. 

Ruin: Love Language

The angle. I confess: I forGOT them. I am a fake fan. But I come with a secondary song for Ruin.

Call your Mother (just links now because there is a 10 video limit woopsie): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AV5HKWRMyAY

Profanity aside - and the funniness of imagining Influencer Ruin - I think this is about as accurate as this section gets.

Part 4: JK i backed down instantly

Sunflower & Sombra

I had to admit defeat with these two. I don't think there is one by Tom Cardy that fits Sunflower, but I know so little about her I... As for Sombra, I did have a joke one but later (right now) accepted I also know very little about him. I toss in my hat on these two, I have done my best. 😔

I also debated an extra song for Nova - and a particularly silly one for Sol - but I thought I should cut myself off before I lost myself completely in the sauce. I suppose it works out, since I ran out of video embeds (oops).

Thank you for attending this uh. Post? Yes.