#i will mod them for kisses at some point just watch me

[haz311bl0gs]

༺♥༻ Enemies to Lovers ༺♥༻

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spencer x british!reader

as a brit i would love to see a fic of a reader with a british accent and spencer adores it and mimics her sometimes

Taking It In (Spencer Reid x British Fem!Reader)

A/N: Thank you so much for the request! This is a bit of a team effort because I’m a bit more knowledgeable about British culture (in no means an expert, I just had a hyperfixation on the Beatles and Doctor Who in middle school/ high school lmao) but Mod Angel is usually the one who writes for fem!readers. Also, we’re both American so we hope this is what you wanted! Sorry for the little wait - Mod Ghost

We also just binged season 2 of Heartstopper and tried our best to pick up on some of the language because we thought this was a really cute idea and wanted to write it as best we could! - Mod Angel

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“Coffee? I thought that people from the UK drank tea?” Spencer piped up from behind as his girlfriend was pouring coffee into one of the paper cups she’d found around the canteen. 

“It heavily depends on who you’re talking to, Spencer. I feel you should know just as well as I do that everyone’s different. You didn’t profile me as soon as we started dating?” Y/N joked, to which he looked puzzled.

“Wha–no, I usually try to keep my job separate from…personal relations.” He replied sheepishly, starting to mix up his own mug of coffee. 

“That changed when we started dating, didn’t it, love?” She teased him, patting his shoulder.

It made him blush and stutter like mad, his hands waving around as he tried to scramble to find something to say. It was rare to see him speechless, but she couldn’t help but to smirk as she watched him struggle. It only lasted a few more seconds before she cut him off, reaching out and gently touching his hand.

“It’s alright, I was just being cheeky, that’s all. C’mon, let’s go back to workin’ on the case, okay?” She chuckled, leading him away from the counter with the hand that wasn’t holding her coffee resting at the small of his back as they walked. 

“I knew that!” He squealed in his own defense, which made her giggle loudly. 

*

A few weeks later, the BAU were out to dinner, taking a small break while in the middle of a case. Though, it wasn’t much of a break, considering they were still talking about the profile.

Spencer pointed to a plate in the middle of the table. “Can I have a chip?”

A confused silence fell over the table as they all looked in his direction. Spencer stared back at them, an eyebrow raised in his own confusion.

“What?” Spencer asked finally, breaking the silence.

“What did you just say?” JJ responded with a smirk, raising an eyebrow at him. 

“I asked if you could pass me a chip” he answered, pointing to the plate again.

“Where do you see chips?” Hotch chimed in, concerned for his mental stability. 

Still confused, Spencer pointed to the plate again.

“The fries?” Penelope clarified, gesturing to the same plate finally. 

“Oh.” He nodded awkwardly. “Yeah, can you pass me a fry?”

“You’re really spending too much time with that girlfriend of yours, aren’t you?” Morgan teased, grinning and playfully nudging his shoulder.

He smiled and shrugged. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he said in a faux-English accent as he finally got the ‘chip’ he wanted as the rest of the table laughed. 

“Speaking of Y/N, where is she tonight?? I miss that girl.” Garcia complained from the other side of the table, 

“Oh, she went out with one of her mates–” Spencer started before Prentiss cut him off from where she was sat next to him, 

“Mates??” She asked incredulously, seconds away from giggling as he groaned and leaned back in his chair. 

“FRIENDS! Her friends.” he grumbled, finishing his food and making a mental note to not only tell but blame his girlfriend, Y/N, for everything he’d been through tonight. Not before giving her a kiss, though. The fact that she wasn’t here just made him realize how much he missed her, and it made him wonder if there was a correlation between missing her and talking like her.

The girls dropped him off at home a few hours later, where the first thing he said when he saw Y/N was ‘this is your fault’.

“Do you…want to elaborate on that or…?”

“Later.” Was all he said before he was hugging her and burying his head in her shoulder. 

She tugged him close, feeling him start breathing deeply against her shoulder as if he was falling asleep and tapped him to wake him up a bit so she could start leading him to their room. “Come along, darling, let’s get you into bed. You seem tired.” 

“I know that they’re fries but you say chips…it’s cute…” he mumbled as he walked, only adding to the confusion but she chalked it up to him being tired from a long day and let it go for now as she tucked him in with a smile at how cute he was. 

[colourstreakgryffin]

Idk if you write for Vox, but can I request some headcanons with Vox being with a S/O who’s like a gamer/streamer? Like they would be streaming different games and sometimes would even get Vox to appear in their streams and have him play games with them - I can see Vox raging at a game if he loses and his S/O would just find it cute

Btw may I be called 🍡 anon if that hasn’t been taken yet??

Haha! Oooh! I actually REALLY like this idea! Vox would get even more popularity with us and we’d get a lot of popularity with Vox! I like it and the concepts is cool! Thank you so much, Mochi! Have a wonderful day!

Vox- Cameras and TVs

Vox automatically likes any partner that enjoy and use his advanced technology and since you’re a influential streamer on Tremor that uses the latest tech to keep up your career, Vox likes your tastes even more and he also likes to watch your streams. He finds them interesting

Vox, at first, was mainly your friend and your set-up provider, he’d give you the tech for your streaming career and that more casual business relationship turned into an actual one. He had grown to enjoy your streams and yes, let me say, he is actually a fan of yours

Vox eventually wanted to push up that friendship to a relationship after a few months of knowing you and getting to learn about you, so he begun subtly flirting with you, his crush growing every single day and possibly out of luck or out of his own rizz working, you agreed to go out with him. Ever since that moment, you nor him regret it

Vox may or may not travel through your gaming PC screen, just to say hi and give you a cute kiss right in front of your stream. It’s quite a surprise and he knows it’s spread around online since nobody would ever suspect a infamous streamer like yourself to be seeing Vox himself

Vox often only enters your streaming room when he wants to tell you something important or he wants to give you food or more Vox-like, he wants attention and hugs. Every single time he does this, he ends up playing your game after you encourage him

“Hmm… I don’t know, Honeypot, games aren’t my thing…”

“Come on, Voxiepie! Just try it with me! Don’t worry, i’ll help you!”

After a few seconds, Vox is already absorbed in the game to the point he can’t help but rage so hard that the house temporarily loses power and he has to rush to fix it to save your stream. He does this a lot but you find it cute, nowhere near as annoyed with it as anybody else would be

Sometimes, Vox will enter your stream then just sit you in his lap so he can watch you play and enjoy your presence, all without pulling you away from your screen or your games. To him, you look so attractive when you’re focusing on kicking ass in your little fantasy videogames

Yes, Vox promotes your merch on his TV show sometimes and promotes people who like streaming and videogames to watch your Tremor clips. He is a fanboy and he’s proud of how much he likes your work, he isn’t even ashamed of it. He admits it to the Vees without a single ounce of shame

Vox will wear your merch at times. Just randomly in the house you two share or whilst he is privately working on his company things. He loves the hoodies and the tanks, they are comfortable AF and sometimes, he just goes to sleep in them

Vox is possessive so you know he is not only your Tremor mod, he’s also the one who tracks down to destroy any stalker you may end up getting from your streamer career, he also collects all your limited edition merch since he wants everybody to know you belong to him

Vox is very supportive of this career. Some of it, he isn’t a fan of but a lot of it, he loves and he is getting better at these games. Despite how often he rages at them

“Honeypot. How much have you eaten today? I hope you ate that takeout I ordered for you. Yeah? Good. What game did you take five hours to perfect this time?”

[exhaslo]

OMG HI IM BACK I HOPE UR HYDRATED

FAST AND FURIOUS MIGUEL AND READER WHERE THEY’RE RIDE OR DIE, STREET RACING WHERE MIGGY WINS AND GETS HIS PRIZE IN THE BACKSEAT OF HIS OLD 2000s MODELED SUZUKI ?????

NEVER WATCHED A SINGLE FAST AND FURIOUS

BUT I'M NEVER ONE TO BACK DOWN ON A GOOD OL' BACKSEAT RIDE OR DIE CAR SEX HAHAHA

Sorry this was so late to be posted. I'm still backed up with requests from last month!

Warning: MINORS DNI, smut, car sex, fingering

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There was never a dull moment in the city of Nueva York. Every street had something to offer, no matter the time of day. From the sunrise to even past the sunset. There was a reason why this city was given the name, 'The city that never sleeps'.

Amongst its citizens was you. A lovely night owl, just gearing up to be entertained by your fantastic boyfriend. Honestly, this was something that you had never thought of as entertaining. Car racing in the middle of the city was what kept you up most nights...

But Miguel showed you otherwise.

That man was going to drive you insane. When you first met him, you swore that all he cared about was his car. He treated it more like a woman than you sometimes, but...you opened up to his point of view. You saw how much Miguel cared about both you and his night life activities.

That, and he was goddamn hot when working on his 'baby'. Miguel was a mechanic during the day and one of the best street racers at night. You on the other hand just worked a normal office job; however, you easily became one of the most popular flag girls for the race.

"Amor (love), are you trying to temp me before the race?" Miguel said with a low hum as he wrapped his arms around your waist.

You felt your cheeks fluster as Miguel pressed you against the wall. His kisses against the back of your neck were sweet and hungry. With a soft press of his hips, you felt Miguel's erection right into your booty shorts.

"Miguel, this is what the other flag girls told me to wear," You said with a soft whine, turning around in his grip, "They mentioned something about a special prize I'll be offering."

"Hn," Miguel grunted lowly as he glanced at the time, "Whatever prize it maybe, this body is only meant for me to see."

"Haha, they're just booty shorts. I haven't worn something like this in such a long time."

"And the tight tank top?" Miguel rested his head by your breasts, inhaling deeply, "Ay dios mio (oh my god), I better win this race and fast so I can tend to you."

You chuckled at Miguel's possessiveness. Pecking his lips, you stroked his cheeks, rubbing against the small gruff he had growing. Miguel pouted and quickly went to clean and shave. Sometimes he forgot about himself when he worked.

Once ready, you scooted yourself into Miguel's passenger seat. Miguel leaned over to land a deep kiss against your lips before driving off to the event sight.

You remembered the first time he let you in his, 'baby'. You were confused as to why he took so much care of an old 2000s Suzuki. Miguel gave you quite a story when he explained everything in detail. How even the smallest mod could change the way he drives.

There were a lot of do's and don'ts in his car too. You followed them since you knew how much Miguel cared about his car. Glancing at his backseat, you wondered what Miguel was working on there. He had been making some changes and improvements that always left you curious.

"Alright, make sure you wave that flag extra high for me when I win," Miguel said with a low chuckle as you got out of his car.

"Hopefully the prize is just as good."

"I could always use some more parts," Miguel hummed and winked towards you before driving off to the others.

You smiled brightly as you hurried to the other girls. This was going to be a first for you. Taking part in Miguel's hobby made you happy. The other girls giggled towards you as led you to the starting line. Everyone cheered once you all arrived.

"Shake that ass!!" Some of the men in the crowd cheered.

You felt your face burn up and looked around for Miguel. Once you found him, you giggled towards the glare he gave to the crowd. This was probably going to be the last time you became a flag girl. Miguel was far too possessive of you to have men drool.

"Alriiiiight, who's ready for tonight's race?!" The announcer yelled out, followed by a wave of cheers, "We got a special prize today! Been a while since we've gotten a new flag girl, so you all know what this means!"

"Trophy! Trophy! Trophy!"

"Thaaaaat's right! (Y/N) will be the delicious trophy for today's prize! Here that racers! You get a special night with our lovely (Y/N)!"

You felt your face pale as you tried to ask the other girls what the announcer meant. They all just smiled and reassured you that it was fun and no harm done. You knew better. Staring at Miguel, you frowned as you saw the scorn on his face.

Miguel hurriedly got in his car and revved up the engine. You trusted Miguel, so you had faith that he was going to win, but if he didn't...Miguel might end up fighting someone.

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Miguel was beyond furious. He knew that some of these races got a little out of hand, but to use you as a prize? Cussing lowly as he gripped the wheel, Miguel slammed the gas petal once the flag was raised. He refused to let anyone else have you.

Hearing another engine rev, Miguel hissed as he saw his main competition catch up to him. The nerve! Gripping onto the stick shift, Miguel just smirked as he decided to go full out. He had to show these people that he was number one for a goddamn reason!

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You were shaking in your seat as you watched the race from one of the monitors. Biting your thumb, you nearly whimpered as some of the other racers came a little too close to Miguel. Miguel was still far in the lead, but it didn't stop you from worrying.

After another few go arounds, you gasped in awe as Miguel took the victory once again. Unable to contain your excitement, you rushed over to your boyfriend as the announcer cheered him on.

"Are you ready for you-Oh, hey, wait! We're not done!"

You were giggling to yourself as Miguel carried you with in and threw you in his car before driving off. Glancing back at the annoyed announcer, you cheered and wrapped your arms around Miguel's neck from the back seat.

"I was so worried! No one told me I was going to be the prize!" You said with a soft whine. Miguel kissed your hand as he drove to a remote spot,

"Neither did I, babe. I wasn't going to let anyone win." He grumbled as he parked, "But, since I did. I should claim my prize."

You raised a brow before laughing as Miguel made his way to the backseat. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you smiled as you gave him light kisses around his face. Miguel hummed in response before licking your lips.

You parted your lips for him, moaning softly as Miguel ravished your mouth with his tongue. His hands roaming your upper body, slowly sliding your top off. A shiver ran down your spine as the cold AC from the car hit your exposed nipples.

"Are you sure you want to do it here?" You asked, humming softly as Miguel kissed your neck.

"Made sure its comfortable," Was all he said as he started to rub your clit through your pants, "But, can't make a mess in here."

You whimpered in response, arching your back as Miguel licked your breasts. His tongue swirling around your nipple as his rough movements against your clit made you tremble. You grabbed onto his arms, trying to balance yourself as you moved your hips.

Miguel grunted in response as he undid your shorts, throwing them on the ground. He proceeded to bite and suck against your nipples while his fingers went under your panties and circled against your sensitive bud.

"M-Mig~"

"So wet already for me." Miguel chuckled as you moaned, "If you make a mess in my car baby, I'll have to punish you."

"I-I won't." You whimpered, tugging against his arms.

You shuddered in pleasure as Miguel moved his fingers down to your cunt. It was hard for you to move since Miguel's body was pressing you into his seat. Another whimper of a moan escaped your lips as you felt him play with your folds before slowly entering a finger into your pussy.

"Miguel~" You cried out, throwing your head back.

Your moans grew louder as you felt your loving boyfriend pump his thick digits into your core. His tongue still against your breasts, sucking against them. You body was burning up, shaking and ready to burst...but you couldn't make a mess.

Part of you wanted to cum all over his seat and take the punishment, but the other part of you was enjoying Miguel's game. Gasping as Miguel entered another finger, you moaned loudly as he curled his fingers into your gummy core.

You finally burst when you felt his fingers press against your sweet spot. Crying out his name, you panted softly as Miguel pulled his fingers out. His smirk was wide as he licked his fingers clean, holding your hips up.

"Good girl, keeping my baby clean." He said with a low chuckle.

"Mhpm," You nodded and trembled as Miguel slowly pressed his tip inside your hole, "M-Miguel~"

"You're doing so good." He hummed, slowly pushing himself deeper inside you, "Always taking me in so well."

"Mig~ Miguel~" You cried out, feeling him fill you.

You squirmed in place, clenching against Miguel's dick as he furthered entered you. You could never get over the feeling of Miguel splitting you open, filling you to the very brim. His dick always bruising your cervix, giving you a reason to stay in bed for days.

"That's my girl," Miguel hummed as he sat his dick nice and deep inside of you.

You whined in response, reaching out for Miguel to move. He kissed your hands once more before starting his ruthless charade of thrusts. You cried and moaned as the car shook under you. Miguel's cock was slamming into your wet cunt, claiming you as his.

Arching your back as Miguel bullied his cock into you, you cried out a series of moans as you felt your orgasm approach again. Miguel held your hips, slapping himself into you. The sounds of your bodies echoing throughout the small car.

"Keep it in, baby. No messes," Miguel grunted as you came again.

You gasped and shuddered as Miguel changed positions, placing you on top of his lap. His grip was tight on your ass as he made you bounce against his cock. Pressing your chest against his, you whined as Miguel gave you his first load of cum..

"Good girl," Miguel hummed. You rested your head against his chest, your pussy sucking his cock dry,

"D-Don't bully me too much," You whimpered. Miguel stroked your cheek, kissing you deeply,

"I'm just claiming my beautiful prize," He teased, holding your hips as you started bouncing on him again, "Maybe we can make this an every victory reward?"

"Ah~ Mhm~ Y-Yes~" You moaned, panting heavily as you felt drawn into pleasure, "I-I'll reward you....for each win~"

"And if I lose?" Miguel asked, pinching your clit. You cried, cumming against him once more on the spot,

"T-Then...I'll ah~....mhm...c-console you."

"Awe, what did I do to deserve you?" Miguel chuckled, pressing you against his seat before pounding you from behind, "I'll reward you too, baby. You did cheer me on."

"Yes~ Yes!" You cried as Miguel bottomed out inside you, "M-Miguel~" You whimpered.

Miguel chuckled as he pulled out, using his fingers to keep his cum inside your abused cunt. You shivered in response and whined as Miguel put your clothes back on.

"No messes. Keep me inside." He whispered in your ear. You shivered in response and nodded,

"...So...When's the next race?"

"In an hour."

Your face turned bright red as Miguel roared in laughter. He kissed you once more before returning to the driver's seat, making his way back to the event sight. You behaved and sat in the back seat, anticipating his upcoming win.

You just had to make sure not to make a mess in his car.

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I hope you enjoyed!!!!!!!

[writinground2]

Know my Place - Alessia Russo

Based on a request for some soft smut, but since I don't write smut, some angsty smutless smut.

One of the models leaned over Alessia to be close to Leah, she tried to think of the woman’s name. Jules? Julia? Jenny? It felt like they all blurred together and neither footballer was invested enough to overly care at this point. 

“- about Y/N,” Alessia tuned in just at the end of the model speaking, only catching Y/N’s name. 

“Sorry, music is bit loud, didn’t catch all that,” Leah played it off, tilting her head towards the girl to convince her she hadn’t heard what was said. 

“I was saying, tell me more about Y/N,” the model motioned her head towards where Y/N was leaned against the bar. Alessia rolled her eyes.

Y/N had gone up to get them drinks between pieces at the fashion show Leah had dragged them to. An event the blonde was strongly regretting by this point. Every time she looked away; another person seemed to be vying for Y/N’s attention. Alessia wasn’t a jealous person, but it was difficult to see everyone staring at her girlfriend like a piece of meat. A fact that she knew made Y/N incredibly uncomfortable. 

Y/N was tall with lean muscle, well defined through any outfit she wore. She had short hair, shaved neatly along the side, with it textured artfully on top. Tonight, she was in well-tailored dress pants and a crisp white dress shirt with the first few buttons undone. The shirt displayed the sharp definition of Y/N’s arms and strained across her shoulders, while the pants stretched tight across on her hips and tapered down her legs. Easy to say, Y/N easily drew a lot of attention. 

Alessia ground her teeth as she watched another nameless model walk her fingers along Y/N’s forearm, settling just above her elbow. She knew Y/N wasn’t interested, nor would she ever return any flirtatious advances. Unfortunately, Y/N was friendly and was easy to talk to, so many people mistook her friendliness as flirting. If only they knew Y/N’s flirting more resembled a bumbling teenager. Alessia smirked as Y/N moved her arm out of the models grasp, tucking both behind her back as she took a partial step back. 

“-she’s gotta be like the team bike,” Alessia tuned in, both footballers furrowing their eyebrows at the poor American reference, “you know, everyone gets a ride sort of thing,” she finished with a wink. 

“Excuse me?” Leah was able to find her voice before Alessia could. 

“Come on, someone like that has to get around,” the model moaned crudely in the back of her throat, biting her lower lip, “bet she takes a new girl home every night. I know I would let her top the fuck out of me.” 

Alessia stood abruptly, forcing the model huff and sit back in her spot. She didn’t wait to listen to Leah verbally accost the model, immediately making her way to Y/N. 

Y/N lit up as soon as she recognized Alessia coming towards her. Alessia felt her heart flutter. They were in a room filled with literal supermodels, and Y/N looked at her as if she was the only person around. 

Alessia didn’t care if she was rude or not, she slid directly in between the two, cutting off whatever the other woman was saying. Y/N’s hand instinctively settled on Alessia’s hips. Though Y/N stood only slightly taller than the blonde, she stood on her toes to kiss Y/N’s forehead. While a kiss to the lips would make it clear to anyone she would be going home Y/N, after hearing the way she was spoken about, something more delicate seemed more appropriate. 

Hearing a huff followed by the click of heels, the blonde grinned. 

“I think I��m missing something,” Y/N tilted her head, seeing Leah approaching, looking quite irritated.

Y/N hands Alessia her drink, before reaching Leah’s out to her once she’s within distance. The defender taking large gulps of it. Y/N and Alessia taking smaller sips. 

“Sarah was saying how much she wants you to fuck her tonight, they’re all competing for you to take them home.” 

It briefly registered to Alessia that the models name didn’t even start with a J like she thought. More so, she was disgusted at the way her girlfriend was being spoken about. She could feel Y/N shrink on herself and the hands drop from her hips. 

Y/N took an uncomfortable sip of her drink. 

“Time to go,” Alessia soothed a thumb over Y/N’s cheek. 

Y/N finished her drink and allowed the striker to set her empty glass on the bar for her. The ice rattled as Leah slammed her empty glass down and turned to lead them through the crowd. 

“I’m so sorry for making you come tonight Y/N,” Leah looked at Y/N through the rear-view mirror as she drove. 

“It’s all good, Leah, really,” Y/N forcing a smile on to her face. 

Alessia looked over the passenger seat to see Y/N absently staring out the window. She knew where Y/N’s mind was going to. Sex had been something Y/N had been quite hesitant about. Y/N had expressed her concerns which were feeling too  similar to some of the events of tonight. 

The car was hardly to the curb and Y/N was opening her car door, opening Alessia’s for her and offering a hand to help her out. Leah offered another apology before everyone said their goodbyes. 

Y/N was quiet on the ride up to their shared flat. 

“Do you want to – “Alessia started to ask Y/N while they toed off their shoes inside the door. Y/N cut her off with a rough kiss, forcing her against the door. 

The blonde indulged her for a moment, letting Y/N dominate the kiss. When her hands moved to under the flowing shirt Alessia wore, she gripped Y/N’s wrists to slow her movements.

Y/N withdrew her hands from Alessia’s shirt, instead bracing her hands on either side of the strikers’ head and forced a knee between her legs.

Alessia moaned, “hey, slow down bambina,” she pushed her away gently. 

“Why? This is all I’m good for,” Y/N leaned her head against Alessia’s. 

“No, you’re not, love,” Alessia held Y/N’s face in her hands, soothingly running her thumbs along her cheek bones, “I know tonight reminded you of some old feelings, but you’re not just meant for sex.” 

She glided a hand to back of Y/N’s neck to tug her face to rest in the crook of her shoulder. Alessia kept them in that position for a minute before moving to guide them toward their bedroom. 

“Still coming over tonight? I’ll cook,” Alessia asked softly, hand grazing Y/N’s back softly as she moved to sit in her locker next to her. 

“Little Netflix and chill? Bow chicka wow woa,” Katie hollered from the other side. 

A few players whooped at the comment. Alessia flushed at the attention, sinking further back into her cubby. Y/N clenched her jaw and focused on changing quickly, ducking out of the room before anyone noticed. 

The couple had only been on a few dates. Alessia could sense that Y/N was a little hesitant, so she had held back and let Y/N direct their pace. Waiting patiently for Y/N to offer a chaste kiss before abruptly rushing from the blondes flat. 

Y/N hadn’t been what Alessia was expecting. Not that she would change anything about Y/N, but she was unexpected. She had seen Y/N interact with girls at the bar, how they all threw themselves at her, it caused many rumours about Y/N being a bit promiscuous. Y/N’s looks only encouraging it, with a more masculine fashion and demeanour, many people assuming her to fit the typical ‘fuck boy’ stereotype.

When Y/N had picked her up with flowers at her door and fumbled over complimenting her “beautiful, look these are you”. Blushing, she had shoved the flowers into Alessia hands. The blonde immediately knew all the rumours were wrong. Y/N would open the car door for her and walk her back to the door at the end of their date, only offering a hug before darting back to her car. 

She knew Y/N wasn’t the arrogant person that bed women as she pleased. Alessia knew Y/N was a gentle soul just looking to have her heart handled the way she handled everyone else’s. 

Y/N arrived at her house that night for dinner, once again bringing her flowers. She had sat at the table while Alessia cooked them dinner, asking questions about everything, wanting to know all she could about the blonde. 

After dinner, the pair had moved to the couch, where Alessia had quickly settled herself against Y/N’s chest. It was rare for her to feel comfortable setting her weight against someone like this, but with Y/N’s build matching her own, Alessia couldn’t help but bask in the feeling of the strong arms holding her tight. 

Some mindless series was playing in the background. Alessia shifted herself so her face was tucked directly under Y/N’s chin, Y/N only shifting slightly to adjust her hold on the blonde. Sighing, Alessia shifted a few more times, waiting for Y/N to look down at her. As soon as she did, Alessia stretched herself up to meet Y/N’s lips. 

Caught off guard, Y/N hesitated, before kissing back. Alessia adjusted herself to be straddling Y/N’s hips, grinding down slightly, hoping for Y/N to understand her intentions. 

The blonde felt Y/N clench her jaw where fingers were rested but ignored it as Y/N tightened the grip on her hips, encouraging her movements.

Growing frustrated that it wasn’t progressing further, Alessia sat up fully, waiting until Y/N made eye contact with her, she took her shirt off and quickly followed with her bra. When Y/N didn’t move her hands from her hips, she took both wrists and forced Y/N’s hands to her chest. 

Alessia could see Y/N clench her jaw again but felt her graze her thumbs across her hardened nipples and resumed her own grinding. Y/N slowly let her hands roam the blondes body but still made no move to progress anything further. 

“I want you on top of me,” the defender leaned to whisper in Y/N’s ear, nipping the lobe as she pulled away. 

Pulling away, she saw Y/N’s jaw clench and her eyes screw shut. 

Taking pause, she pushed a hand on Y/N’s chest, halting her from switching their positions. Y/N looked confused but waited to see why the blonde stopped moving. 

“This isn’t too fast, is it?” she ran her thumb along the exposed portion of Y/N’s collar bone. When Y/N paused, she already knew her answer. 

“It’s fine, it’s what you invited me over for,” she started to shift again, so Alessia would be on her back. 

Applying more pressure, she forced Y/N to lay back on the couch. Leaning down, she plucked her shirt of the floor and put It back on. 

“I didn’t invite you over for sex Y/N.”

She felt like she was punched in the chest at the surprised look on Y/N’s face. 

“Amore,” the term slipping out, “I invited you over for dinner and a movie, we don’t need to have sex. I’m sorry for getting carried away,” she spoke so softly. 

She felt that punch again when Y/N’s surprise shifted to that of confusion, as if the concept of not having to have sex was foreign to her. 

They sat in silence for a beat while Y/N seemed to process what was happening. That it wasn’t expected of her to have sex, that she wasn’t invited over for the only intention to be sex. 

“But you want sex?” Y/N slowly asked, waiting for a nod, she continued, “but you didn’t invite me over to just have sex?”

Another nod, slower this time while the blonde worked out where Y/N was going with this. 

“And we don’t have to have sex?”

Feeling that punch again, she nodded one more time. 

“Firoe mio I do want to have sex with you,” she applied pressure to keep Y/N on her back, “but, I didn’t invite you over to just have sex. We can wait as long you want to have sex.” 

Alessia could feel all the tension suddenly leave Y/N’s body as she sunk deep into the couch. Y/N closed her eyes and took a few slow breaths. Her eyes flew open when she felt Alessia begin to move on top of her. 

“I’m just adjusting, I’m not going anywhere,” the blonde was quick to reassure her, this didn’t seem like a conversation to be had while straddling the girl. 

Y/N nodded and mutters a soft apology, which Alessia waved off as she moved to sit next to Y/N, quickly taking hold of her hand. 

“Did you think I only wanted to have you over to have sex?”

“Well yeah,” Y/N fidgeted with their interlaced fingers, “that’s all people usually want from me.” 

Alessia felt her heart shatter now. She tried not to take it personal that Y/N would assume that of her, but she knew Y/N felt this way for a reason, that many people before conditioned her to expect that. 

“I used to try and date like normal, but I figured out pretty quick I’m only good for one thing. People stick around for a bit, they pretend they aren’t just here for sex, but as soon as I asked for more, they’re gone. Sometimes they’ll be up front about just wanting sex. I don’t know if that hurts more than people pretending to want to date me.”

“I want to date you.”

“It’s alright Less, I know what I’m good for at this point. The sex is good –“

“Why’d you agree to go on a date with?” the striker cut her off. 

“Sometimes I forget my place I guess,” she shrugged with humourless chuckle. 

“I asked you out because I want to date you and get to know you more and grow a life together. I did not ask you out just for you to fuck me.”

Y/N’s eyes shot to Alessia at her sudden crude wording. 

“I’m serious,” her blue eyes bore into Y/N’s while she spoke, “of course I want sex with Y/N, it’s natural and you are beautiful. But I want it to happen when we both want to happen and when you believe me that I’m not with you just for that or that I will leave after.” 

Y/N had to look away so Alessia wouldn’t see her tears. Taking a breath, she looked back over, “I want to have sex with you too, but, if it’s ok with you, I think I’d like to wait a bit.”

“Of course, tesoro,” Alessia placed a gentle kiss to her forehead before guiding them to be laying back down, this time with Y/N held tightly to her chest. 

“So how good is good?” Alessia teased later. 

“Good enough you’ll need a recovery day after,” Y/N turned over, briefly tugging the blondes’ bottom lip into her mouth. 

Alessia gulped, licking the lip Y/N had just tugged on. 

True to her word, a few weeks later Alessia was glad for the day off when she woke up. She was sore in the best ways possible. Y/N having pulled sounds out of her she didn’t know she could make the night before.  

[rabbitblackx]

Hi! Could I request Jason Voorhees and Micheal Myres with an s/o who plays the sims like religiously and makes them in the sims? I think it’d be funny hehe :)

Michael and Jason with a Reader who plays The Sims

Michael Myers💖

You were constantly on your computer. In the morning after you made Michael breakfast, in the lazy afternoon, and at night when he came back from a ‘spree’. What were you doing?

Michael came up to you at your desk. He was an older man, and wasn’t in tune with the times. When you wouldn’t look up from your computer screen, he peered over to peek himself

It’s just some video game.

“It’s not just some video game…” you blurted out

Michael jumped slightly. How did you know he was thinking that?

“It’s The Sims. You can do anything you want in it.”

He walked around your desk and stood next to your chair. You moved your mouse around, showing off your sim and house

“See? Look, it’s me!” You smiled and pointed at yourself on the screen

Michael had to admit… you were being pretty cute right now. Just when he thought it couldn’t have gotten better, you jolted up and finally looked up at him

“Oh! And I made you!” You squealed

He tilted his head in confusion. You whipped back around to move the mouse to outside of your fake house, revealing Michael. You had to add mods to give him his mask and bloody coveralls, but it was worth it

“Look at him! Isn’t he cute?” You giggled

Michael tilted his head the other way at the little him on the screen. He looked at you, unimpressed at your wide smile

“Look, I can even get mine to kiss yours!”

You clicked on Michael’s sim, which made yours walk over. Your sim wrapped your arms around his waist, and kissed his cheek. You were laughing, thinking it was hilarious and cute. But Michael… he couldn’t believe it, but…

Did he just fall in love with you all over again?

Jason Voorhees💖

Jason never really paid attention to what you were doing on your computer. Hell, sometimes he didn’t even pay attention to you in general. But as the days went on, he noticed how much you spent staring at that screen. Like, you lived in the woods! Go explore, or swim in the lake! Okay, maybe not that… but still!

Jason finally stomped over to your desk, expecting you to look up and cower. But nope… your eyes were still glued to your computer. He walked around to stand next to your chair, glaring down at you

“What?” You said, still not looking up at him

Of course, Jason didn’t answer. He only looked at your screen, surprised at the bright colours. He watched silently for a few moments, actually intrigued to know what you were playing. Finally feeling the intimidation of the large man next to you, you peeked up at him

“I’m playing The Sims. It’s a game where you can create your own character and build your house and everything! You can do whatever you want.” You explained

Jason bent down slightly to peer closer at your screen. He noticed the sim that looked like you, and all the furniture and such you decorated your house with

“Check it. I made you too.” You smiled.

Jason tilted his head, his eyes soon widening at the sim that looked just like him. You modded him so he was wearing his hockey mask, as well as a little machete in his hand.

“And look, they’re in love.” You giggled

You clicked on Jason’s sim and made yours walk over to kiss his masked cheek. His stiff yet bashful reaction made you laugh harder

“Isn’t that so cute?”

Jason kneeled down next to you, not taking his eyes away from you. He had never seen anything like that before, but he really liked it. It was so sweet

Sensing his change of mood, you smirked and leaned over, planting a soft kiss to his masked cheek

[coichii]

LIGHT - HYUNJIN

pairing - bf!hyunjin ♥︎ fem!reader

genre: fluff

word count: 0.6k

warnings: nothing !

A/N : hello !! welcome to part four of my fall series, “fall: records of love” where there will be 8 individual short stories for the members :) these stories are based off of songs I deem “fall” feeling ! this story is based off of “light” by wave 2 earth. enjoy !!

“You always wanted to see the moonlight. And I, just wanted to see your smile.”

“do you have the crackers baby?” you ask him. he’s sitting next to you on the bench painting. what he’s painting? you have no clue. he told you it’s a secret, a mischievous grin painted on his face.

“oh yeah, here they are.” he smiles, handing you the bag of graham crackers. you thank him before opening the bag.

you guys we’re currently on a bonfire date. while he was painting, you decided to make the smores for the two of you. he’s been rather mushy for the last few days. it’s not a bad thing, but you have noticed him being fluffier recently.

deciding to push it to the back of your mind, you stick the marshmallows onto the sticks and hold them over the fire. you watch as the marshmallow begins to melt, the sticky coating slowly dripping to ground.

you two sit in a comfortable silence, no akward pressure to speak. just the quiet crackling of the flames and the small buzzing of the occasional bug accompany you. it’s peaceful. peaceful to be with him like this.

after a while, he places his paintbrush down on a nearby stump and scoots closer to you. suddenly he’s enveloping you in a loose hug, his arm resting on your waist as his hand rubs your upper thigh.

his hold protects you from the chilly breeze of autumn that passes by, his comfort warming you right back up.

the marshmallows finish toasting as you pull them away from the fire. you quickly place them on the graham cracker with the chocolate before doing the same to the other one.

“here hyune” you whisper before handing it to him. he winces a little in pain at the heat, making you giggle. “mhm, these are good angel!”

the muffle in his voice as he chews on the smore makes you smile bashfully, a blush forming on your cheeks. “when you’re finished, let me know. i want to show you what i painted.” he smiles, going back to his old place on the bench.

you finish quickly and scoot next to him, your stomach bubbling with anticipation. you’ve always been such a fan of hyunjins art, so you can’t help the excitement you feel right now.

“you ready baby?” you nod quickly, making him laugh. “well, here goes nothing”

he grabs the canvas and points it towards you. there you see a beautifully crafted portrait of you infront of a breathtaking background. every feature of your face is carved precisely and correctly with each and every stroke of the brush. it’s absolutely stunning.

“baby i-i.” you can’t even speak. all you can do is grab him in a tight hug, mumbling small thank yous into his shirt.

“no, thank you.” he starts. “I love you so much, y/n. it means so much to me when you love me the way you do, when you pick me back up after i’ve fallen, and when you kiss me. it’s intoxicating. i want- no. i need this every day. so please, let’s spend the rest of our lives together okay?”

he’s reaching in his pocket as your heart drops. slowly, he’s pulling a small blue box out of his jacket pocket and opening it. in there lays a beautiful, dainty, diamond ring. “y/n l/n. will you be mine for eternity?”

your heart feels as if it is exploding as you desperately mod yes, tears free flowing down both of your faces. he presses your lips together slowly and passionately, you both lost in eachother.

you can’t wait to marry him and he can’t wait to marry you. the love you two have being promised for eternity.

this story is undeniably some of my worst writing ever so pls ignore that 🥲

back to masterlist !

[corpsebasil]

NIKOLAI HUNGER GAMES PARTE DOS

dear God he's so handsome I can't do this

Maybe you shouldn't be, you know you shouldn't be, but you're happy to see your prep team regardless of how you're feeling on the inside.

"'The female tribute for District Two'" Lionus Treech, the announcer for your district, had cheered, reading the slip of paper inside the glass bowl. If you could've bet money you'd put your life's savings on every name in that bowl being yours. "'Y/N Y/L/N!'"

When you moved forward, exchanging one quick glance with the sharp-toothed Enobaria, you knew none of the other surviving victors would volunteer. Even Brutus, a nasty, violent man that still treats life like an arena, hadn't done much but lift his brows when Nikolai's name was read from the male bowl. (It helped that Nikolai was watching Brutus with an expression that promised unspeakable violence if the older man even blinked funny.)

"Darling!" The first voice cries; the trio of stylists that burst through the train door are as loud as their sense of style, all three clad in some sort of animal print. "You look stunning!" Lark gasps, bringing his warm hands to your face. The dark-skinned man is wearing bright purple liner, the color unfairly gorgeous on him. "Don't worry, we'll get these dark circles out of the way. Where's that handsome man of yours?"

"You won't believe the party you missed last month, Y/N. There were aerialists dressed like actual swans! And a frozen swan ice sculpture!" Jem adds, kissing your cheeks quickly. Her dark hair is pulled back in a spiky bun, the part of her hair zigzagging. "You would've looked glorious in this white little number I was working on--covered in feathers. Just glorious."

"I'm sure Y/N feels devastated she missed it." Xiomara, your most level-headed stylist, muses, her tattooed skin free of any makeup. She almost looks normal by Capitol standards--if it weren't for the ear-modding that leaves the tips of them pointed like a fairy's. Her golden eyes are amused when she pulls you into a soft hug, her voice soft. "Hello, darling. We've all missed you." When she pulls away it's clear she wants to say more but she doesn't. "The gem of the Capitol. We will do our best to make you shine."

"Oooh! That's an idea!" Lark snaps his fingers. "'Shine'!"

"What are you getting at?" Jem scoffs.

"Shiiiiiineee. We can cover her skin in gold dust! She'll look like a goddess."

"She'll look like a damn disco ball."

"Lets see you come up with--"

"Hello." The moment Nikolai speaks, his frame filling the empty doorway, all three preps whip their heads in his direction. Jem actually blushes. Then the cooing begins, Jem and Lark fussing over him while you and Xiomara watch with tiny smiles on your faces. Your prep team--Nikolai's biggest fans. "Yes, yes I did." Nikolai responds to a flurry of questions, Lark's biggest concern being whether your lover has cut his hair recently or not.

"With you and Finnick there I'll have to keep smelling salts around for the amount of swooning Capitol citizens." Lark sighs, fanning himself dramatically. "Just imagine him covered in gold dust, Jem."

"I am certainly imagining it."

"Picture it. Picture it vividly."

"Let's allow the two of them relax." Xiomara urges, calmly leading her fellow stylists out the door. She gives Nikolai a soft pat on the shoulder as they leave, still squawking about covering the two of you in gold dust. The second the door closes you sit on the nearest velvet-clad seat, a long sigh leaving you.

"Gold dust, hmm?" Nikolai hums, approaching you calmly. "Seems like your prep team is excited for the Quell."

"Maybe they're inspired. They get to style me, after all."

"Course they are." Nikolai smirks when he leans over you, arms caging you against the couch. Your eyebrows lift, chin raising a fraction as he crowds you, forcing you to look up. "You're utterly striking."

"Why thank you. I always say--"

"You always say--?"

"--'I am the gem of Panem'--"

"Yeah, yeah." Nikolai scoffs, cutting off your giggles with his mouth. He leans into you, lips roving over your own while you close your eyes, your hands tugging him even closer. "'Gem of Panem'. You certainly are." His words are spoken softly against your lips before his tongue moves to trace the curve of your throat.

"Yes..." You murmur, head tipping back. "That is....true."

"Mhmm."

"Nik."

If anyone overhears the moan you let out when he kisses his way down your neck, tugging the front of your dress down with him, they don't bother you.

Lol

I need him

[gummy-bearz]

How about round two of danganronpa headcanons where girls are dating a delinquent that's usually mean but nice only to them and gets kinda shy and clingy with his girlfriend cause he loves her~ with Sayaka maizono,Miu iruma, Celestia ludenburg, Aoi asahina and Sonia nevermind.

I hope I'm not annoying with my requests. I just love how you write☺️☺️☺️

Miu Iruma / Celestia Ludenberg / Sonia Nevermind / Sayaka Maizono / Aoi Asahina with a delinquent S/O that’s mean but nice, clingy and shy with his girlfriend (part 2)

I was so excited to write a part 2 of this omg because I LOVED taking your last request because of how fun it was. reading this just made me happy because I’m glad that you enjoy the way how I write!! and you’re not bothering me at all, don’t worry!!! <3 (btw i hope this is not out of character omg)

- mod hiyoko

Miu Iruma

- She loved you especially for your badass, aggressive attitude! Miu didn’t care if you were rude to anyone, she just wanted someone like her!

- She would burst out laughing whenever you insulted someone- even if that person didn’t do anything wrong.

- Got into an argument? Nah, don’t worry. Miu’s there in the crowd cheering you on non stop.

“FUCK YEAH, S/O! KICK THEIR ASS!”

- She thought you were a tough delinquent until you two were alone…

- You hugged her, kissing her head tenderly.

- Miu was speechless, and her face turned bright red. She’s humbled!

- You two were both very shy.

- She couldn’t say anything- nothing but only a small mewl came out of her mouth. Miu never expected affection especially from someone like you…

- But of course The Gorgeous Girl Genius with the Golden brain would receive affection even from a delinquent!

Sonia Nevermind

- Sonia didn’t care that you were a delinquent- deep down she knew that you had a very gentle heart.

- She believes that there is good in everyone, so she never doubted you.

- Even if you had a bad reputation.

- But she was still concerned for your health, what if you get into deep trouble?

- If you ever got into a fight, Sonia would step in and stop it.

“Cease this bickering!”

- She was still very patient with you.

- And then one day, out of the blue…

- You held Sonia’s hand, squeezing it as you moved yourself closer towards her.

- It honestly took her a while to understand what was going on.

- She was extremely happy and lets out a small laugh- she knew that being patient with you would work.

- Sonia squeezes your hand back, giving you a smile.

Sayaka Maizono

- Sayaka worries for you constantly, she wants you to try to be a little more cautious with your actions.

- She tries to help you change your ways and become more of a sensible and better person.

- Sayaka gets upset when you’re mean to someone- she’d talk to you about your actions and apologize to that person later.

- If you ever got into a fight, she would try to diffuse the situation and stop you from fighting. Afterwards, Sayaka would talk to you to make sure you were okay!

- She would never doubt you though, she would still trust you completely even though you are very reckless.

- And then randomly, you hugged her- squeezing her all flustered.

- Sayaka let out a soft giggle, she thought you were adorable!

- She squeezed you back while continuing to giggle.

(ugh I love Sayaka sm!!!)

Celestia Ludenberg

- The idea of a delinquent boyfriend makes Celeste’s skin crawl. But ever since she got with you, she didn’t really care anymore.

- At some point in the relationship, Celeste did try to mold you into the most perfect, respectful gentleman.

- She didn’t really care after that.

- If you were ever mean to someone, she would just sigh and not do anything. As long as it doesn’t involve her, she doesn’t care.

- Literally the definition of “I pretend I do not see it”. Celeste will literally just sit and drink her tea looking all pretty while you bully the shit out of someone.

- If you're fighting someone, she would just sit there and watch- basically enjoying the show.

- Damn, Celeste thought that you were honestly badass until you decided to hug her privately

- Celeste was shocked- she wasn't used to physical touch, especially not from someone like you...

- She sighed, and patted your back with a small smile on her face.

(girl doesnt know how to respond to affection.)

Aoi Asahina

- Like Celeste, Aoi did try to help you become a better person. But really, it was no use,

- She would always show her concern for you. Even if you could protect yourself, Hina would be there to keep you safe.

- At least she had someone who was brave and determined- she did admire you for that!

- Hina HATES when people insults others; if you were making fun of someone, she'd immediately step in and stop you.

- If you ever got into a fight, she would jump in and stop everything without thinking- even if it meant getting hurt.

- Like Sayaka, Hina still trusts you. Even for your stupid behavior.

- And when you decided to hug her...

- Aoi's eyes were SPARKLING- she squeezed you back, she thought you were the cutest thing EVER. Bonus points for you because she's a very cuddly person!!

[pasta-in-the-pudding]

Hi!! I have brain rot over killer men again

Recently got a tattoo and it got me thinking about more body mods and junk, how about a tattoo artist male reader (or gn) with a bunch of black work tattoos and piercings with eyeless jack and toby? And do you think they would be willing to get some work done by reader?

Also gonna take ur advice about naming anons, im the one that requested the last eyeless jack stuff, just gonna put this lil guy when it's me!

🦂

At this point if you're not having brain rot over killer men, what are you doing lol

Thank you so much for requesting!!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Creeps with a tattoo artist!reader

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Ticci Toby

Hehe he likes tattoos

He often traces the designs of the tattoos with his fingers when you cuddle

Sometimes he'll find a new one he's either never seen before, or you just got done

And when that happens he likes to just spend some time admiring the craftsmanship

He also likes to watch you add the lotions and protective plastic to it

It's very satisfying to him

As for piercings, he likes to know everything about them

"Did it hurt? How long did it take? Did they give you painkillers?"

He has some piercings of his own, hes got double earlobe earrings and a septum ring, but that's about it

He's considered getting a tongue piercing for a while, but eventually he lost interest in the idea

If you wanted to give him a tattoo, hed most likely say yes

The only tattoos he has is the proxy symbol on his left shoulder, and a tiny little dolphin on the back of his neck

When asked why a dolphin, his response is "they're just so silly"

He tends to get antsy having to sit still for extended periods of time, so it'll be difficult to tattoo him but he'd try his best

He'd most likely want it to be somewhere on his arms, because he wants to show your veautiful work off

He ends up having no free space on his arms from his constant asking for you to tattoo him

If you want to pierce him, that's when he starts to get more picky with it

The only areas he's ok with having pierced is his ears, eyebrows and nose

And even those have restrictions

Give him an industrial piercing and he'll love you forever

Eyeless Jack

Jack doesn't have any piercings or tattoos (other than the proxy tattoo) but he loves how they look on you

Every intracate line, the smoky blending

Sometimes if he wants to tease you, he'll flick your earring just to hear the clink

He did used to have gauges when he was younger, but eventually they shrank and he just didnt feel like keeping up with them

Who knows, maybe if you ask nice enough he'll let you stretch them out again

If you wanted to tattoo him, he'd definetly be picky with it

He's only interested in certain things, and only on certain areas

For example, he only wants big pieces

Like full sleeve big

Like mural on his back big

And he won't let you get anywhere near him with the needle anywhere below his waist, or above his neck

And piercings are an almost definite no

He might like a nose ring

If he's feeling feisty

Your piercings drive him wild

If you have any lip rings, hoooh boy get ready

He looooves to kiss you and run his tongue over the cold metal

He likes to kiss your piercings too

He'll kiss you on your eyebrow, nose, ear

Anywhere he can get his lips, really

[malicedafirenze]

I unintentionally skipped a lot of the romance content in Baldur's Gate 3 and I want others to learn from my mistakes:

So: I managed to lock myself out of romance entirely and ended up alone, which was a huge bummer and a serious crack in my motivation to play the game. I finished my playthrough (because I was already close to the end of Act 3 when I realized it), and plan to do another one eventually. I'm making this post in hopes of a) keeping others from making the same mistakes and b) to possibly get some additional insight re. what to watch out for in my next playthrough.

PSA: Pick a Partner before Act 3

The key learning here for me was this explanation from the poly mod

In BG3, romance is divided into 2 steps: dating and relationship(also called partner). Dating is basically where you are at after the 1st romance scene. Relationship is where you are at after the 2nd romance scene (relationship also unlocks the kissing menu). BTW, If you enter A3, all dates will break up with you (partners won't, ofc).

I hadn't realized this until well into Act 3, at a point where going back to a save to properly fix it would have meant replaying large parts of Act 2 as well - I decided to finish my run instead and then start a completely new one later.

Note: lots of spoilers below. (click here to read this post on reddit instead)

My Romance Woes

I read in advance that you couldn't romance multiple people (except for the specific Halsin combos with Shadowheart and Astarion) and therefore turned down Gale and Lae'Zel early in the game (not realizing you could just date/bonk them without fully committing or getting anyone upset)

I didn't take approval all that seriously, thought I'd have more opportunity to fix things later. I was playing pretty good guy, and ended up with high approval for Karlach and Shadowheart, but low for Astarion. Weirdly, I don't recall an option to romance Shadowheart (no clue what I missed?) and the only option I had for Karlach was at the Tiefling party, where I went with Astarion instead. I had a scene or two with him, but then didn't progress further in the relationship, without really realizing what I was missing.

I wanted to romance everyone, sat on the fence for too long, and ended up not romancing anyone at all, by missing a thing or two in act 1 and 2 and being too late to fix it in act 3. Don't be like me, it feels bad man.

Early Act 3, I got Astarion's breakup dialogue ("we haven't spent a night together in some time" --> him explaining it was just transactional and he doesn't see the value in it anymore) and got super worried, but when trying to look up if I'd messed up, I didn't find a clear answer for without more spoilers, so I just continued playing Act 3, including all of the companion quests.

I later learned that I missed out on at least one important Astarion romance interaction by not going to Moonrise Towers until after freeing Nightsong. (when the Towers are already on high alert, i.e. I could only fight and not have a lot of conversations)

After realizing I had messed up companions romance, I instead fucked everyone it was unwise to fuck (Emperor, Mizora, Harleep...) for fun and to see what would happen... but chickened out and reloaded after Emperor and Mizora. Still, got to enjoy some fun content that way!

The ending I got (going to Avernus with Karlach) was really cool and made me cry a lot. I then did try to reload my last save though, to see if I'd get any other epilogue content if I didn't go to the Hells, but... apparently that scene on the docks (Astarion goofily running off, everyone kinda agreeing to go party after this, no other conversations with anyone again.... is just... it?

Idk how much of this is the lack of romance, but I really felt like something was missing there. I at least wanted to talk to everyone again one last time.

This is a post about my romance failures and regrets so I'm not gonna talk about everything else that I loved about the game, but just in case this is getting a bit too negative: I had an absolute blast with the whole game regardless, I'm stoked to give it another go the "proper" way (i.e. with romance). I also generally think it's really fucking cool that this game's romance options depend on how you behave, and that you can't just e.g. give someone the right kind of gift 20 times in a row to make them love you, like it works in games like Stardew Valley.

Next Playthrough Plans

I'll probably wait for another patch or two - considering how much got fixed and tweaked with the first three patches, I suppose it's worth to wait a bit and see what's coming

I'll play with the Poly mod next time and try to romance all of the Origin characters.

I plan to play with the camp notifications mod, as well as the approval ratings in dialogue mod. Both in hopes of being able to game the romance a bit better and get much of the romance in one playthrough

I'll play Dark Urge (haven't seen any of that so far!), but probably still go for a "good" playthrough mostly

I plan on equipping & levelling all Origin companions and switch them out more freely, in order to get approval from everyone and edit my party as makes sense depending on story events (e.g. take Lae'Zel to the Creche, take Gale to the Ketheric fight...)

I want to romance everyone. I already saw some tips for early game Astarion approval and assume the aforementioned mods will help in optimizing this

Am probably not gonna do anything all that differently otherwise because my heart can't take an actually evil playthrough

Aand that's about it. As mentioned, I'm mostly posting in case this helps anyone else.

I was really damn sad when I realized I had locked myself out of all romance, because the romance was a significant part of my motivation to start playing this in the first place. At the same time, I loved so much about the game that I still got a lot out of it in 110+ hours even with minimal romance content.

If you see any red flags about my plans for the next playthrough (or if you have experience with the mentioned mods!), I'd appreciate comments and insights. Other than that, here's hoping others can learn from my mistakes. Thank you for reading <3

[yakumtsaki]

Continuing to part 2, part 1 here!

Laksmhi gives us Gallagher Newson and they have 3 bolts! I've been playing the Tinkers because Melody is like 150yo and it'd be too sad to have them outlive their only kid. They both wanted a baby but were a few days from elderhood so I had them foster the Newsons in their giant house! It's such a wholesome household to play, like literally the exact opposite of this one.

Gallagher is super cute and I'd normally consider him for spouse but thanks to Barth's ridic 20 woohoo LTW all we want here is to get our first kiss and bounce. Will we do it???

-NOT IF I HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH IT🐺

YOU. GTFO RIGHT NOW

-NOT A CHANCE, I'M HERE TO PICK UP MY OLD HOBBY OF COCKBLOCKING🐺

-And we're here to help! -The wolf that is, not our son!

FFS. Despite all this malicious sabotage-

-which at some point included Liz playing catch with the wolf, which Jojo only got him to do after like 30 years-

-this went really well! Not Felina-Meadow tier well, but well for Barth subterranean standards..

..Gallagher even got a crush on him from one little flirt! Cute!

We take our date Downtown to seal the deal, everything is going great-

-Bartholomew is pulling these impressive moves.. and then.. FOR NO DISCERNIBLE REASON..

I CURSE YOU, SHAJAR'S PERSONALITY PANEL. I CURSE YOU TO DAMNATION

-How dare you not accept my flirting! -YOU JUST PUT ME IN A HEADLOCK, FREAK -What's your point!

-Look at these shameless idiots dancing! Gross! I'd have to be like.. 200% drunker than I am right now to even consider it! -You're drunk?? -You're not?? Man if I was a broke orphan I'd be drunk all the time. Which I am. Drunk all the time, I mean, not a broke orphan. -I'm outta here. -WHAT! WHY!

Welp, we still got our first kiss thanks to the automated goodbye kiss thing that I finally have to get the mod that disables it because it pisses me off. But whatever, a win all around!

-Hi, Grandpa >:( -What's wrong, Bartholomew? -I WISH I WAS DEAD

-This is exactly what I was worried about when your mother married into that trash family, look at you.. -What! There's nothing wrong with me! -Nothing? Really?? The correct form is 'I wish I WERE dead'! -WHO CARES -Clearly not your dimwitted, Union-gene inflicted self! -OH THAT'S IT, GET READY TO RUMBLE

-I can't believe Grandpa Ti-Ning beat me up! This is the worst day of my life!

At least you have Jimbo!

-Yes, yes I do.. It'd definitely make me feel better seeing the shock and betrayal in his eyes as I choke him to death.. -Ha, like you can get your tiny hands around my thick-ass neck, pussyboi, I'll bite your entire head off! Now shut up and clean off this manure I've been rolling in, and look at me in the eyes while you do it!! -..I need a drink.

Yes you do, I mean if this is how your life is gonna go you might as well be drunk.

Sandy has found a new dog bestie in Veronica to the point she completely missed work to stay and play with her-

-while iVan is team Wendi!

-𝙸 𝙶𝙴𝚃 𝙸𝚃, 𝚆𝙴𝙽𝙳𝙸; 𝙸 𝚃𝙾𝙾 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝙴𝙽𝙶𝙰𝙶𝙴𝙳 𝙸𝙽 𝙰 𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙱𝙸𝙳𝙳𝙴𝙽 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙿𝙴𝙲𝙸𝙴𝚂 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴 𝙰𝙵𝙵𝙰𝙸𝚁;

-𝙵𝚄𝙲𝙺 𝚈𝙾𝚄, 𝚂𝙰𝙽𝙳𝚈, 𝙹𝙸𝙼𝙱𝙾 𝙱𝙴𝙻𝙾𝙽𝙶𝚂 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝚆𝙴𝙽𝙳𝚈; -JI̸M̵BO B̴E̶L̴O̶N̴G̸S W̴I̷T̵H V̵E̸R̷O̵N̵IC̷A̶, Y̴O̵U̶ AN̷D̷ YO̵U̵R̵ C̷A̵T AR̸E B̵O̴T̶H PE̴RV̶E̷RT̵S🧟‍♀️

-Forget it, Jim, it's Uniontown.

As I'm intently watching the billionth iVan-Sandy fight the fighting window pops up again-

-and sure enough, THIS BETTE/JOAN SHIT HAS ESCALATED. I 1000% blame Barflina.

Bruh. Not only did Sophie lose-

-but her disloyal hoe wife immediately went to chat with Liz after! SHAJAR FFS

-What! I'm allowed to socialize with whoever I want and I happen to like Liz! It's not because I have some deep-seated resentments toward Sophie or anything!

It's ok, Soph, you'll always have your pets💛

-And my pets will have Eliza's heart for dinner💛

Can't blame you💛

It's officially time to fuck off for college as there's some glitched bill on the lot and we got repo'ed despite not owing anything! Gross!

-HA! I TAKE YOUR POOL LIGHT. I TAKE IT

For a moment I thought you were taking Glitched Butler #7!

You know what, take Shajar while you're here. BITCH FFS

-What!

You've talked more to Liz since she beat up Sophie than you have the entire time you've known her!

-That's a complete coincidence!

Ya well when you get fed to the dogs it'll be a complete coincidence too!

Alright we're outta here, college time for Barflina. Can't say I'm looking forward to it!

-Anything to get me into Meadow's arms and away from Grandma Victoria's batshit ghost!

-THAT URN-SMASHING BRAT IS NOT WINNING THE HEIRSHIP AS LONG AS I LIVE👻

Vic, I don't know how to tell you this, but you are not currently living. Well, I guess you metaphorically ~live through~ Barflina.

-GROSS. I'D RATHER BE DEAD👻

See you at La Fiesta!

[chibivesicle]

Current manga[ish] reading list in no particular order

Neighborhood Story (Gokinjo Monogatari) by Ai Yawaza - I now own up to volume 3 of the English release of the manga. The four volume set is based on what I believe was the 10th Anniversary reprint of the manga in Japan. The French edition also follows the four book format but I think the German sticks to the original seven. I have the original tankobon editions for volumes 1-3 where when you line them up, it creates a long dinner table with the entire cast.

I read the entire manga in the early 2010s via scans and had spent the late 90s to that point praying for an official release after Paradise Kiss was printed by Tokyopop. The series was old enough that in the late 90s early 2000s no one was out there doing the line by line translations that I used to use to read manga. I read all of Wish that way with the original manga and the speech bubble guide. e.g. page 12 panel 5 Overall impressions - this was a white whale for me - I likely bought the original manga when I was sixteen or seventeen based on the art style alone. I would say it falls into your standard dramatic shoujo manga with high school students but the lives of ones in counter-culture, outside the norms of usual expectations. When I read the scans I enjoyed it and while it was nothing mind blowing it is a rewarding read. The various individuals sporting alternative fashions is one of my favorite aspects of it. You have a MC who leans mostly towards mod style (Twiggy from the 1960s) with a strong vintage twist, punk, lolita, generic 90s alternative dude, preppy and your designer brand girl.

I look forward to getting volume 4 and completing the set, just it will be likely 28 years later than I would have wanted. The Rose of Versailles by Riyoko Ikeda - I sprung hard for the recent English hardcover editions. One of my friends lent me her roommates 2 volume tankobon set of this series in 2000, but it too lacked a good translation to find online and read along to it. I watched the anime in 2014 and bought the DVD box set. Of course, I couldn't say no to this classic shoujo manga. I'm through the first three volumes and slowly working my way through it. Seeing that I already watched the anime, nothing in it is overall surprising.

I have noticed that early on the level of gay is pretty high and this current "twist" of Andre getting closer to Oscar is much stronger than I felt in the anime. The entire loss of Rosalie and her fawning over Oscar was a disappointment, also toned down in the anime. There is a lot more questioning with Oscar's character as to who she is, what she desires and how to fit into her world. I really wish it pressed those questions more but alas, I'm really starting to feel the Oscar x Andre pressure ramping up. In the anime I felt like it sort of came out of nowhere and in the manga it is more like - okay Rosalie's crush was cute but real adult relationships need a man. lols. Even with my different opinion on the manga compared to the anime, I cannot stress how owning such a fundamental manga series is. I don't think I'll ever attempt a meta on this - more than enough already exists about this with how long it has been around. Witch Hat Atelier by Kamome Shirahama - An impulse purchase at The Comic Swap on Allen Street. I'm pretty sure some of the individual volumes of X and other early 2000s manga were on the shelf when I was in university.

I'd heard some good murmurs about this manga and a friend kept recommending it. I can't explain how blown away I was this series. The art style is amazing with little use of screen tones and the emphasis on line art. With the author's previous work for DC and Marvel it shows but in all the good ways as far a composition and again that line art. And we haven't even gotten to the story itself! I have read through volume 3 and the pacing is excellent. It doesn't info dump how magic works and the world building is natural and unforced. It already has brought up great questions about who controls knowledge, disability vs accommodation, dealing with trauma, what is your purpose in life/goals. It has the right amount of whimsy that you feel cozy but at the same time you know when shit is serious.

What I feel the most is that Witch Hat Atelier is intentional with everything in it. It is a carefully constructed story and comes together naturally with a good balance of young pupils and adults. And the character designs! Oh my goodness, I love them all.

The Apothecary Diaries by Natsu Hyuuga - Can't skip my gal Mao Mao. I mean I cosplayed as her back in April because how frequently do you get a pragmatic female lead with deadpan humor and is a scientist who likes plants? I also watched the first season of the anime loving every moment of it and how it really shines with its focus on women navigating a world not made to really benefit them. I decided to read the original light novel instead of the manga based on the light novel. I think by time I finish volume 2 I will have caught up to season 1 and hopefully, pull ahead of the eventual second season which comes in 2025, I think.

Out of all the titles, this one is likely my biggest guilty pleasure as a plant biologist; Mao Mao as a character has a lot of common scientist traits which make her very relatable and fun to see in any sort of media. Her obliviousness to certain things not because she doesn't have an eye for details but because she can't be bothered is realistic but rarely given to a female character in most forms of media regardless of cultural context.

Will I dive into the rest of these series for a meta? I'm honestly not sure. I may do a "quick" review of Gokinjo Monogatari when I complete volume 4 but it isn't the sort of manga that feeds into deep critical analysis. It is a coming of age story about artistic kids and looks cool.

I'd likely be more inclined to tackle Witch Hat Atelier but sometimes I just want to read something and not deep dive into it even if it intellectually feeds my curiosity. My current plan is to catch up on the manga and I'm relying on my county library to read volumes 4-13. If I really like it, I'll probably become a sucker and buy it at some point but I need to be a little more mindful of my manga purchases for the sake of my overflowing bookshelves. I took one of those surveys about how much manga you own and I wasn't expecting to clock in at almost 200 volumes when I've given away/sold/donated them from time to time.

I've got some thoughts on Kekkai Sensen but I'm waiting for the next chapter to drop since it ended on a cliff hanger with that plot twist where the "Count" from previous statements in the manga was not some old frumpy classic Dracula like Blood Breed but instead in a teenage form as Edgar. I liked the twist since I was suspicious of his character but didn't think he might have been the true mastermind of things. But we'd be lazy readers if we'd forgotten that Blood Breeds can easily shapeshift as demonstrated with Girika and Tonio. I will always give her ultimate cougar cred testing out her boy toy before committing to making him a Blood Breed instead of snacking on him.

[makin-cute-simmays]

When you realize there is a char limit on asks & you want to QQ

@cinamun I just wanted you to know that you are the reason I haven't attended to my bbysims the past few days. GIRL! Indya & Darren are like family to me at this point. I have laughed, yelled at & with them, wanted to hold them close for comfort, held my breath for literally minutes because I couldn't scroll fast enough. And the tears oh girl the tears. It's all the forms of tears for me. Happy, wanna smack that concrete headed boy, angry mad at this amazing woman you have nurtured since 2015!!!! for letting people treat her some kinda way, and moms. Oh wow. I had to get up and walk away on that one. It hit a place for me. Watching Lil D growing up has been nothing if not magical for me. I'm stopping tonight on #ch17 after she did the sparkly thing. She is *chefs kiss* I know I have a little more to go on this and my week at work is shaping up to be shit so I need to your magical yet very real story slowly so I can have some left come Friday, #Why is it only Tuesday Your setup of the lots, background, CASwork, posing, getting just the right CC to make the story (side note if I thought my lil computer could take it I would just go on and ask for your whole mods folder cause baybee you have consistently ate on each photo!) has me amazed again with every turn. I know I'm bout to be mad af when I get to where I was & found babygirl hurting in the middle of the story but I also at this point trust that you are going to do what you can to make sure we aren't fully tf traumatized by it. And it will be magnificent as you do it.

Humbly,

MaKenna and Her Watcher

[plethomacademia]

dark urge modern au: horrible influencer edition

I was talking dark urge modern AUs in a discord and decided that Maeve would be a Goop-style toxic influencer with a certification in Reiki that sells pussy candles and @todderwodders gave me the prompt to write a drabble of her doing an instagram live. I feel like I haven't posted writing lately so here, have a cursed object which is the most toxic influencer doing a non-apology to head off being cancelled.

For people who haven't met this horrible woman, she is a charismatic cult leader archetype in the BG3 universe.

559 words, Sceleritas is her head mod and assistant, I'm sorry.

Maeve adjusts the large tablet in front of her, smiles at her own beautiful face, flipped horizontally by the front facing camera. She reaches to turn on her ring light, then checks her angles. It’s almost perfect, which is just the right amount of perfect, she thinks. Too much more and people will notice the effort.

She picks up her phone and swipes through her texts. Her mod team is small but mighty, her best people ready to help her contain the chaos of one of her scheduled lives. She opens one from her assistant, Scelly. u totally got this <3 truly the master, love u so much, it says. Maeve sends back her Memoji blowing a kiss. She checks her hair again, smooths it out along with her facial expression, then hits the go live button. Immediately, she sees them joining, her lovely followers. She wiggles her fingers at the screen. “Hey guys, get settled in! How are we doing this amazing Thursday?” She does not try to keep up with the scroll of the comments as they fly across the bottom of the screen. There are far too many and the number increases as more and more people join in. The pre-show is her favorite, all the excitement, the multiple exclamation points she sees as people tell her hello!!!! omg i caught a live!!!, the emojis as they float past her view. She takes a glance at her phone again to see if her mod team has anything to say, but it’s blissfully clear. This is good, because she has to start with a hard topic that she is not looking forward to. As happens regularly, someone is trying to cancel her. “Ok guys, let’s get started. Welcome to everyone new! I am so excited to show you some sneak peeks at a prototype that we’ve been working on for you!” She takes a beat to look at herself and force her smile to flatten out, her eyebrows upturn slightly, the expression she has been practicing all day. Scelly had helped her figure it out, the perfect combination of concern, contrition, and her normal charm. It was perfect, but not too perfect, of course. “First of all, I want to take some time at the top to address some comments that I have seen floating around. I am truly sorry to anyone who misinterpreted my interview with the Gazette last week. My brand has always been inclusive, of course, and it breaks my heart when someone does not understand that. So please, remember lovelies,” she puts her hand to her chest, “no matter what gender, all pussies can benefit from having their aura realigned. So please, she, he, they, anyone is welcome to use my offer code for 25% off their first purchase when over the limit. Scelly or one of the mods, can you throw that in the chat please?” She watches the emojis fly across the side of her screen, hearts and smiles and she forms a heart with her hands. “You guys are so great, I knew you would understand. It’s just so hard, you know?” She touches the corner of her eye, the suggestion of a tear. “But enough of that, we all know why you are here! And please remember to shoot the mods any questions for the Q and A later!”

[iamvegorott]

Don't Starve Emotions Chapter 12

AO3: Link

Moving Camp

“So you’re just going to-” Dark didn’t even get to finish asking his question before Mad slammed a hammer down on the science machine. He watched as the machine turned into a pile of supplies, and Mad picked up the pieces and added them to a backpack. 

“Most of these items stack, and it appears that whenever we put them into a bag, they combine almost magically, but we’re able to pull them out one at a time as long as we can recall what we placed in them,” Mad explained as he handed the bag to Dark. 

“Alright,” Dark said flatly as he slipped the bag over his shoulder. 

“We’re making great progress,” Mad caught that low mood. “I can’t blame you for wanting to get out of here as fast as possible, but if we’re not prepared, it won’t end well.” He felt bad that his words didn’t help since Dark only nodded at him before walking off to be with Wilford. 

“He’s out of his element,” Mare said after Dark was gone.

“We all are.” Mad picked up his own backpack. 

“I mean, he has no control. Dark’s whole thing is being in charge, leading, and knowing everything that’s happening, but you and Phantom are the only ones who understand the world we’ve been sent to, and Dark has to figure it out with the rest of us.” Mare explained as he helped Mad with putting his backpack on. He knew it wasn’t needed, but he was having a similar struggle to Dark, whether he was willing to admit it or not. 

“I bet it is a little weird having me and Phantom in charge.” Mad chuckled, placing a hand on the one on his shoulder, tilting his head up, and smiling at Mare. 

“Just a little.” Mare kissed Mad’s forehead and smiled at Mad squeezing his hand. 

“If we leave now, we’ll be able to make it to the new camping spot and create our fire pits before night kicks in,” Phantom said, pointing to the spot on the map. Bing had given up on his shirt at this point with how often people were looking at the map. “We’re aiming for this specific spot.” Phantom touched the spot he spoke of, and he quickly pulled his hand away at an almost shocking feeling getting his finger. Bing flinched in shock at the same feeling getting him, and he placed his hand over it.

“What was that?” Bing asked.  

“Static or something?” Phantom looked at his hand and noticed a bright red spot on the tip of his finger. 

“The fuck is that?” Anti asked, pointing up at the sky. Phantom followed the point and saw a big red spot in the air. 

“That’s where we’re supposed to be going,” Phantom said. 

“That spot’s on the map,” Google stated, having moved Bing’s hand to check on him and seeing the red circle. 

“Makes me think of a map marker.” Chase committed. “You know, like those arrows on the screen’s compass that shows you where to go.”

“We’re just now using that?” Marvin asked.

“Don’t Starve doesn’t have that.” Phantom continued looking at the circle in the air. “But Mad made a mod that does.” 

“A mod?” Yancy asked. 

“He didn’t like having to always check the full map to see where to go since the mini-map mod we got only showed so much. He wanted that compass thing Chase mentioned,” Phantom explained

“Does this mean the mods you and Mad use are part of this world?” Chase asked. 

“Do you guys have cheats?” Jackie asked. 

“Most of our mods are just visual things, the map marker, colored wormholes, health bars-”

“Wormholes?” Jackie and Chase asked together, cutting off Phantom’s list. 

“They’re like mouth-looking things that you jump into and it sends you across the map. It takes some sanity away to do so as well.” Phantom was back to looking at the map, pointing out the icons. “It looks like we’ve gotten close to a few of them and the colors won’t show up until they get used. They might be useful when we start properly looking for the door to save some travel time.”

“Maybe we’ll get lucky and not have to jump into the literal asshole.” Chase made a face at seeing the wormhole icon. 

“It has teeth,” Phantom added and laughed when that got Chase’s face to scrunch up more.

“Is that our map marker?” Mad asked, eyes to the sky as he stood next to Phantom.

“I think our mods are in the game,” Phantom said. 

“So those health bars we saw on the spiders ain’t usually in the game?” Yancy asked. 

“Please tell me you have like a cheat that makes you auto-win or something.” Mare said. 

“Where would the fun in an auto-win be?” Mad shrugged. 

“Like I was saying, it’s mostly just visual stuff to make tracking things easier. We like the game as it is but we like making certain things less annoying and tedious.” Phantom said.

“Like disabling the monkeys in Shipwrecked,” Mad added.

“Fuck those monkeys.” Phantom huffed. 

“Great. More information that doesn’t help us.” Dark and Wilford had joined with the others toward the end of the conversation, catching just enough to know what was being discussed. 

“Every little bit helps, Dark.” Wilford patted Dark’s back. Dark looked as if he wanted to say something else but bit his tongue and just sighed instead. 

“Now I wish we had invested in some more mods,” Mad said as he started walking, knowing the others would follow as he went toward the red spot in the sky. “Even if it was just for one time, maybe it would have transferred to this situation.” 

“Not like we can change the past.” Phantom chewed the inside of his cheek. 

“You stole that line from me.” Mare softly chuckled. 

“No, I didn’t.” 

“I literally tell you that all the time when you-”

“No, you don’t.” 

“The fuck you mean I don’t? I just told you last week when you were pouting about-”

“Lah, lah, lah.” Phantom started singing, putting his hands over his ears. 

“You are so immature.” Mare tried to grab Phantom’s wrists to move his hands but Phantom easily slipped away. 

“You started it.” Phantom stuck his tongue out.

“These are moments I should record and show Robbie wherever he asks for a sibling.” Chase laughed. 

“Robbie’s been asking for a sibling?” Anti asked.

“Ain’t that like Blank’s thing?” Yancy asked. 

“Robbie says that Blank’s his boyfriend.” Chase’s comment got Mare to stop his ‘fight’ with Phantom. 

“Blank is his what?” Mare’s tone dropped.

“Well, that answers what Blank tells Mare.” Marvin clicked his tongue.

“They’re five, they can’t have boyfriends.” Mare said. 

“Having a boyfriend at that age means they hold hands sometimes. It’s cute and innocent.” Chase said. 

“Back to the sibling conversation.” Jackie skipped ahead a little and walked backward. “Is Robbie expecting like an actual sibling or just another kid? Cause like RJ and CJ should count, right?” 

“RJ and CJ are cousins according to Robbie,” Chase explained. 

“So he’s wanting a new child Septiceye?” Illinois asked. 

“Something like that, I guess.” Chase scratched his cheek. 

“He doesn’t really understand where we come from,” Marvin added. “I feel like the only way to ensure there is another child is to adopt but I don’t think adopting an average human child would work out well.” 

“We do not need another child, most of us are childish enough on our own,” Dark stated. 

“You don’t like being a daddy~?” Anti asked Dark with a big grin. “I think you wear that title well~” 

“Chase, Dark, and Mare are very good daddies,” Mad said with an innocent smile. 

Wilford and most of the others broke out into a loud laugh. Jackie and Yancy looked just as confused as Mad and both Dark and Google rolled their eyes. 

“I’m going to throw up.” Phantom faked a gag. 

“What? Why? What am I missing?” Mad asked. 

“I’ll explain later.” Mare sighed.