#i'm sorry this is too long but uhm. it's actually not meant to be read separately

[yelenasdiary]

For the AU request, what about nervous Wanda asking Natasha to take R out just the two of them. Maybe they just go to the park or to a movie. R being 5 :)

Can't Say No

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Daughter! Reader, Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Summary: Wanda wants to get to know you a little more and asks your mom if she can take you out for the day. 

Comfort

Warnings: None | 2K

Translations: милый (darling), мед (honey), 

AC: Thank you for sending this! I love the idea; I hope you enjoy it! x

A Widow’s Sunshine Masterlist

"Do you want cheerios or porridge for breakfast?" Your mother asked with a soft smile as you took a seat at the small wooden table in the kitchen with your favorite stuffie sitting beside you, "uhm, porridge please!" You replied with a sweet smile that your mother loved so much. "Coming right up!" She said, reaching for the cupboard. You weren't much of a fuzzy child which was something Nat was a little thankful for, you'd eat most things, you loved your fruits and most of your vegetables, but you weren't too big on meat because you didn't like when it would get stuck in your teeth. 

While the porridge cooked in the microwave, your mom poured you a small cup of orange juice and placed it in front of you just as the microwave peeped. "Thank you, mommy" you said before you took a small sip of your drink. Your mother returned with your breakfast in hand, placing a kiss on the top of your head, "it's a little hot милый, we'll just give it a moment to cool, okay?" She said. You nodded, not too fussed. 

"What are doing today mommy?" You asked, looking up at her. 

"Well, baby, mommy has to go into work and do a little paperwork so I thought we could go to the park afterwards, how does that sound?" She replied, stirring your breakfast around. 

"Can Dory come?" You asked. Your favorite stuffie named after a character from one of your favorite movies. 

"Of course, милый" Natasha smiled right as her mobile began to buzz, placed your breakfast in front of you and reached for her back pocket. "Be careful baby, if it's too hot, give it a few more minutes, okay?" She said, you nodded but it was just right to eat. Natasha looked down at her phone, butterflies fluttered in her stomach when she read Wanda's name on her screen, and she wasted no more time before answering. 

"Wands, hi!" Your mother said in a sweet tone as she slowly wandered out of the kitchen, 

"Hey, sorry if I called too early" Wanda replied. 

"Don't stress, I just finished making Y/n breakfast, is everything okay?" 

"Everything is fine" Wanda replied and Nat was sure she could hear the soft smile through the phone, "I was just calling because you mentioned yesterday that you were gonna head into the compound today and catch up on some mission reports so I thought and of course if you're not okay with it, I completely understand but I was wondering, you could be okay if I took Y/n for the day? That way you can get as much work done as you need, and Y/n and I will get some time to get to know one another more. But like I said, it's completely fine if you're not okay with that, I just thought I'd ask" She added. 

"Actually, that would be really helpful, let me just ask Y/n" Natasha couldn't help the smile that tugged at her lips. Having you meet her partner was a big seat for Natasha and it meant the world to her to know that Wanda wasn't put off about the idea of Nat being a single parent and she loved knowing that Wanda wanted to get to know you more. 

Your mother came back into the kitchen and smiled softly at you, "мед, would you like to spend a few hours with Wanda today instead of coming to work with me?" She asked. 

You enjoyed Wanda's company, you liked her long hair and the funny faces she could pull, you nodded instantly with a growing smile, "yes please!!" You almost jumped out of your chair, making Natasha chuckle. 

"I'm not sure if you heard that but I have a very excited little girl who would love to spend the day with you" Nat said back to Wanda. 

"Well, I am glad! Tell her I am very excited too! Shall I come by and pick her up in an hour?" Wanda asked. 

"Sounds perfect to me, thank you detka, we'll see you soon" Nat replied before hanging up. 

An hour later and you were waiting by the front door of the small apartment you lived in with your mother, dressed and full of excitement for your day with Wanda. Your mom braided your hair just like she did hers, as requested by you of course. "She's here!! She's here!!" You called, jumping up and down when you heard a knock at the door. Your mom chuckled at your excitement and grabbed your backpack which had some snacks and your drink bottle in it before opening the door. 

Wanda smiled instantly when she saw just how excited you were, "Hi Wanda!" You greeted her with your stuffie, Dory, in your arms. "Good morning, Y/n and I believe that is Dory?" Wanda replied. You turned and looked up at your mother with wide eyes and a dropped jaw, "she knew Dory's name mommy!!" You said with shock. 

Both adults chuckled, "I told you, she can read minds" Natasha smiled. Of course you didn't think she was being serious. "Make sure you're a good girl for Wanda, okay?" Your mother kneeled in front of you and placed a kiss on your cheek, "I'll be the best mommy! So will Dory!" You smiled. 

Nat handed your backpack to Wanda and explained what was inside while you waited so patiently to spend the day with your new friend. You said goodbye to your mother and took Wanda by the hand before the two of you began to walk down the hall to the evaluator and out into the busy street. 

"Is there anything you would like to do today?" Wanda asked while the two of you walked hand in hand down the street to her car. "Mommy was going to take me to the park today" you said, but not too sure on what on earth you wanted to do besides that. 

"Well, how about we do to the movies and then after that we can have lunch in the park?" Wanda offered, your eyes lit up and your smile only grew bigger as you nodded. 

----

Wanda took you to see Shrek 2, she let you pick the movie, and it was a hard pick between Shark Tale or Shrek 2 but when you saw Puss in Boots on the cover, the choice was made. You enjoyed a small soda and shared some popcorn and giggles with Wanda throughout the movie. To Wanda's surprise, you weren't tired at all after the film, in fact it was almost as if you had more energy than before but then again, you are the Black Widow's daughter. 

After the movies, Wanda let you pick what the two of you would have for lunch. You picked the small pizza restaurant that was only a short walk from the cinema. Wanda brought you a slice of your pick and then it was off to the park. Of course, Wanda didn't let you run off to play until you had some of your pizza and some water but once you did, you were off making friends with many of the other children on the playground. 

"Wanda!" You said, running up to her while she sat watching you from the park bench, "can you please look after Dory?" You asked, face red from all the playing you had been doing, "I don't want her to get dirty" you added. 

"Of course, I can" Wanda smiled as you handed her your stuffie, "I will look after her with the best of care" she added with confidence. You thanked her and then it was off to play some more. 

When it was time to start heading home, Wanda noticed you playing in the bushes by yourself, she frowned slightly as she walked over to you with Dory in one hand and your backpack in another, "Y/n, is everything okay?" She asked, startling you. 

"Look, Wanda!" You said, pointing into the bushes. Just as Wanda kneeled down, a small black kitten popped out of the bushes, you giggled when the little kitten brushed up against you which brought relief to Wanda who wasn't sure what to expect at first. 

"Can I take her home to mommy, please?" You begged, catching Wanda off guard. 

"Oh, uhm, I'm n-"

"Pleaseeee" you begged and honestly, who was Wanda to say no too? 

"Well, alright, but we should get you both home before it gets too late, I'm sure your mom would like you to have a bath before dinner" Wanda smiled, reaching for her phone and texting Natasha right away, "just know, I tried to say no" she texted before the two of you started walking back to her car. 

----

Natasha could hear your little voice in the hall, which brought a smile to her lips as she opened the door to greet you but what she saw you in your arms made Wanda's text message make sense. "Hi мед, who is this?" Your mother asked as you smiled at her. 

"A kitty I found at the park, Wanda said I could bring her home" you replied honestly. The small kitten took Natasha by surprise, you had already fallen in love with the little animal that she quickly noticed how Wanda tried to say no.

"I tried" Wanda whispered. 

"Can we keep her mommy, please?" You begged, placing the kitten on the floor. 

"мед, we don't know where this kitten has been, we would need to take it to the vet first" your mother replied, "she was in the bushes" you said back, not letting any excuses pass by, "please mommy, I will let you name her!" You offered. Wanda tried to hide the smirk that tugged at her lips, you were most definitely Natasha's daughter, that's for sure. 

There was a moment of silence, your mother unsure how to tackle this but on one hand, she didn't see the harm in allowing you to have your first pet. "How about you go wash your hands and I'll have a think about it, and we can talk more about it after dinner" your mother offered and just to win your mother over, you did exactly what she asked. 

Wanda stayed for dinner, the three of you enjoying some lasagna while you fed tiny pieces of mince to the little kitten, both Nat and Wanda noticed how the kitten didn't seem to leave your side, even when you came home and placed her on the floor, she was by your feet which to Wanda is more of a sign but to Nat it was going to be harder to tell you that you couldn't keep the animal. 

"Look mommy, she has the same eyes as Wanda" you pointed out after dinner, now your mother definitely couldn't say no. Wanda chuckled, "that is pretty cool" she said but your mom just smiled softly as she placed the dirty dishes into the dishwasher. 

When the time came for Wanda to go home, you didn't want her to go but it was almost your bedtime and Wanda promised to come see you again another day. "Thank you for all the fun today!" You smiled before giving Wanda a hug, "you are more than welcome, thank you for the fun" she replied.

"милый, how about you and Liho go get ready for bed and I'll be in to read to you in a few minutes?" Your mother smiled softly at you as your eyes widened, "we can keep her?" You asked, earning yourself a nod from your mom. "Thank you, mommy!!" You hugged her tightly before running off to your room with little Liho running shortly behind. With you distracted by your new little friend, Natasha was able to show Wanda just how much she really appreciated her help today, kissing her deeply, something she had waited all day to do. 

"Promise me on thing" Natasha said, her hands placed on Wanda's hips. 

"Depends" Wanda bit her bottom lip making Nat lightly chuckle, "next time you and my daughter hang out, no more pets" Nat replied (not so) jokingly. 

"Hey, if you couldn't even say no, how do you think I'm supposed too? Besides, it got me a little extra date so I'm not complaining" Wanda replied with a playful wink. "Great, now I have two people I can't say no too" Nat rolled her eyes playfully before giving Wanda one last kiss for the night.

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[talaok]

Hello!

I was thinking about this a little too much today. I often read fics / drabbles about Pedro being all sweet and flirty or him being very confident and flirty … I just want to read a fic about him being the worst flirt ever 😅 I know he’s a flirt in his interviews , but what if he’s really bad at it when it’s time to really seduce someone. Like he messes up what he wants to say , he makes stupid jokes that don’t land.

Do you think you could write that?

summary: Pedro is a bad flirt

A/n: I'm genuinely sorry this took so long, but I had to study like a bastard just for my professor to be an asshole

"please introduce me to her"

"why don't you go there and do it yourself?"

"because I can't"

"why?"

"please"

"fine"

__ __ __

It was a relatively small party, just a few friends and some friend’s friends, nothing huge.

Vanessa, your best friend, had insisted on throwing it, encouraging you to “live a little now that that asshole isn’t in the picture anymore”.

“That asshole”, was indeed your, as of two weeks, ex-boyfriend.

Neither of them had ever been fans of each other, and thinking back at it now, that should have probably been if not red, at least some kind of colored flag.

Anyway, as always, when it was V talking you into something, you had accepted, with a few conditions of course.

Hence, the small party and your playlist playing in the background.

“Y/n, did you know that?”

right, you should have probably been listening to the conversation.

“Uh, no, it’s news to me” you topped with an awkward laugh you hoped would go unnoticed.

“that’s crazy, you learn something new every day” Ryan commented, making you wonder for a sec if perhaps you had actually missed something interesting.

Just as you turned to Claire beside you to investigate, everyone’s attention moved to Vanessa as she strolled toward you.

Not unusual, you thought, she wasn’t a woman that got unnoticed.

What you found when you turned too, however, did pique your interest.

A man walked beside her, Pedro Pascal.

He fell into the friend-of-friends category.

He was one of Vanessa’s oldest friends from back when she studied in New York. She talked about him sometimes, but you had never actually met him, which, thinking about it, why was that?

"hi there, how's it going?" V asked

"very well, Pyke here was telling us that sharks do not have bones"

There it was, mystery solved.

V raised her brows clearly unimpressed "Wow, well that's great" she patted his shoulder, as everyone made space for the pair.

Pedro still hadn't spoken, and a match of awkwardness lighted as you all came to the same realization.

"Alright then, I think I'm gonna get another drink" The shark expert spoke, and all of a sudden Claire and Ryan both got really thirsty too as they followed him to the kitchen.

A strange smile pulled at V's lips 

"Anyway, Y/n, this is Pedro" she gestured "Pedro, this is Y/n"

You felt like one of those women in period dramas when their mothers introduce them to a man they think they should marry.

"Hi, it's nice to meet you" You shook his hand "V has told me about you"

"H-hi" he cleared his throat "it's very nice to meet you too" 

" Pedro's here to film a movie"

"are you?" you asked, interested

"yes, I- Uhm- I am" 

He looked nervous, and you had no idea why.

"Can I know which, or is it like one of those secret Marvel things?" you joked.

"Oh, no, of course" he laughed, "It's Weapons, it's like a horror movie"

"oh" you winced "Well that's lovely, but you'll have to forgive me if I'm not going to watch it. I hate horror movies"

"Oh, why?" he asked looking genuinely perplexed

"I get scared very easily, and... I'll sound like a 5-year-old, but every time I watch one I have troubles sleeping"

"oh that's fine" he laughed " I get it" he nodded "You don't look like a five-year-old at all" he blurted out, his eyes instantly widening as his brain realized what he had just said "Sound! I meant sound like a 5-year-old" he breathed "you look- you look extremely beautiful, not like-" he stopped himself before he could talk again, and just let out a small "oh god"

You shot Vanessa a glance.

"it's fine" you laughed "I got it," you reassured him, placing a hand on his bicep.

"so, since I'm not going to watch it, why don't you tell me what's about?"

His eyes found yours again, something sparking inside of them at the question.

"Oh you know, it's about guns and swords and rifles," he said with a smile.

You couldn't hide your confusion

"I'm sorry?" you asked, half-laughing

"y'know, because it's called weapons" he explained, his voice getting smaller as he realized the joke had bombed.

"Oh" you laughed, actually laughed "Of course! I'm sorry!"

"No, no don't be sorry it was a stupid joke"

"it was funny, I'm just..." You mimicked something with your hands.

"Y/n!" a shout from across the room caught your attention.

Mary was waving desperately at you, which could only mean that she had either broken another piece of furniture or wanted to do shots.

Neither of those options seemed particularly interesting, for some reason you wanted to know more about the man in front of you.

However, you also couldn't ignore one of your best friends.

"I'll be back in a second, I just need to make sure she hasn't broken another vase" you joked with a grin.

"o-ok" he nodded, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down as he swallowed harshly.

"get ready to tell me about all those weapons!" you called out, already walking to the kitchen.

Once you disappeared, Vanessa raised an eyebrow at him, her expression an open book.

"Don't say anything"

"I'm not"

"good"

there was a brief moment of silence before Vanessa couldn't hold it anymore.

She busted out laughing

"Guns and swords!?" she laughed, recalling his joke

"Shut up"

"And the five-year-old thing!?" she kept going "Dude you've been drooling over her for two years and that's what you go for the moment you finally get to talk to her?"

He couldn't do anything but sigh "I need a drink," he said "And I thought it was funny"

"Yeah, you were the only one, my friend"

[a-narcissists-warren]

..wait, you what?

uhm…thats… uhhh..cant really say anything about that…

did you really miss me that much? and you can, um, answer them…you know? some of them. i regret a lot…

-💽🎞️

well yeah! you're one of the first anons to have stayed and kept me company in this whole thing..!

Well! I guess..! there's no reason for me to hold onto these then! free they go!!!

never figured out what the hell you meant in that one

Pickl-o could use some help.. But I'm not sure you're um.. in a good state for that.

ehehe! i still have yet to see your room too!

hehehe!! I can help you draw out the building, by the way..!

..oh? I've actually never read this one.. It's so long too! when was this...

..oh. this was your last... that day...

..sorry. I'm. not showing that one... ever.

[1moreff-creator]

DRDT - Milgram AU: T1 "Voice Reveal" Lines

Hey there! Back at it with this AU. I figured if I'm going to commit to the bit, I might as well commit fully. At the start of every Trial, Milgram gives a sneak peak at some of the lines which will appear in the VDs, combined with "glitchy" lines which relate to their murder. So I'm doing that too! Keep in mind this is not professional in the slightest, so exact wording might change between now and when I actually post the VDs. Especially since it's been a while since I rewatched DRDT so the wording could feel a bit off. Anyways, here we go!

Implied DRDT spoilers and heavy themes. Again not affiliated with either of the series

Btw I'm using crossed out text for aesthetics but there will be a transcript at the bottom if you have trouble reading that.

01- "Levi Fontana, a pleasure"

"Yes, I am a murderer"

"I can't bring myself to pretend to be sorry for what I did"

"I suppose I should watch the other prisoners to learn how normal murderers should handle themselves"

...

I know you didn't want this, but it had to be done

02- "Arturo Giles"

"Ugh. Do I really have to be judged by someone this ugly?"

"I'll have you know, I've never murdered anyone"

[Whispering] "I mean, there is... no, no, that wasn't my fault"

...

How was I meant to know?! Even if she's dead because of what I did, it's not my fault!

03- "My name is David Chiem"

"It seems there's been a mistake. But don't worry! I won't hold it against you"

"Mistakes can be corrected. It's not difficult to change, as long as you're willing to!"

"I try to be as positive as I can, since I know there's a lot of people that don't get the privilege"

...

AGH! CAN YOU DO ANYTHING RIGHT, YOU PIECE OF HUMAN GARBAGE?!

04- "Yo! Whit Young, nice to meet you!

"Are you really sure everyone here is a murderer?"

"That's wack"

"I don't remember doing anything suspicious! Yesterday was normal, the day before that was normal, the day before that... the day before that..."

...

My mom's really amazing! I love her a lot. I would do anything for her

05- "Tch. Ace Markey"

"You wanna fight?! Wait, fuck, you probably have weapons, don't you?! Shit, don't get any closer!"

"You think I'm a murderer?! Horseshit!"

"Get off your fucking high horse!"

...

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, shit, shit shit shit, FUCK!

06- "Uhm... Nico... Hakobyan"

"I'm- I'm really sorry!"

"You're pretty weird"

"Ah! I'm sorry! Don't get mad at me!"

...

Why should I own up for the mistakes that someone else made?!

07- "J Moreno"

"What do you people really want? Ransom money? There's no way you're doing this just because you want to 'judge our sins' or whatever bullshit you're saying"

"Don't make me laugh. Find evidence I killed anyone, and then we can talk about murder"

"Do you really think you're going to understand everything I've been through, just with a silly little song? How arrogant are you?!"

...

What happened to her was nothing short of a tragedy. Sorry, but I will make no further comment

08- "Mmmm... Rose Lacroix"

"zzzzz"

"Ah, yeah. I killed someone"

"This really isn't that bad. At least I can paint here"

...

I wonder if I can be happy now

09- "H-Hu Jing"

"I know what I did was unforgivable..."

"I really am selfish... I'm scared of receiving the punishment I deserve"

"Please Forgive me!"

...

Wake up! Please! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!

10- "My name is Veronika Grebenshchikova!"

"If you don't mind, can you choose not to Forgive me?"

"Death sounds boring. I'd rather stay alive if you don't mind!"

"To Forgive what I did... it would be denying everything I believe about my life..."

...

[Cackling laughter, which trails off with a wheeze] I really am a monster...

11- "Arei Naegishi!"

"Pfft! God, you're pathetic!"

"Why the hell are we even here? How could anyone be stupid enough to do anything but Forgive me?"

"Are you really that much of an idiot?!"

...

WHO'S THE WEAK ONE NOW, HUH?!

12- "Uhm... Eden Tobisa..."

"Even when things are looking down, we just have to try our best, and trust each other!"

"I... I never wanted anyone to die!"

"Es... why are you doing this?"

...

Wh- What have you done?!

13- "Min Jeung"

"This is ludicrous. How are we meant to expect a fair judgement when your 'justice' is determind by one person's whims and biases?"

"When an institution is non-functional, it is highly illogical to indiscriminately tear it down. Improving the basis already in place is by far the most constructive way to conduct progress"

"There is no country in the world where I would be judged a murderer. To say one single prison has the authority to decide that I am is a flagrant display of vanity"

...

The condition has been met. There is no need for further intervention

14- "Alexander Matthews. Just call me Xander"

"Don't you see how broken this entire system is?! What makes you think you hold a monopoly over morality, huh?! What gives you the right to Forgive or Not Forgive?!"

"When something is rotten, you throw it away. It's the same with this twisted place!"

"...Warden?"

...

Ah... haha... I did it... You all can finally rest

15- "Charles Cuevas"

"I was hoping the Warden would be competent, at least, but clearly I was a fool to think that could ever be the case"

"Are you stupid?!"

"Warden... Es... I have a request"

...

Hgk...- Ack! ... Kch[sharp inhale]

16- "Teruko Tawaki"

"Are you okay?"

"You don't need to know anything about my crimes. I'm unforgivable. That's all you need, right?"

"If you can find a way to do it... Just kill me"

...

... [sigh] Why did I ever get my hopes up?

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And there we go! Hope they weren't too ooc! Keep in mind different backstories could lead to slightly different personalities; this AU is canon-adjacent, not really canon-compliant. Levi's first trial is coming soon! Hope you enjoyed!

Huh? Secret message? Whatever are you talking about?

Here's the transcript of the glitchy lines:

01 - Levi: I know you didn't want this, but it had to be done

02 - Arturo: How was I meant to know?! Even if she's dead because of what I did, it's not my fault!

03 - David: AGH! CAN YOU DO ANYTHING RIGHT, YOU PIECE OF HUMAN GARBAGE?!

04 - Whit: My mom's really amazing! I love her a lot. I would do anything for her

05 - Ace: Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, shit, shit shit shit, FUCK!

06 - Nico: Why should I own up for the mistakes that someone else made?!

(Yes it's just the secret quote on their page sue me it's a cool line)

07 - J: What happened to her was nothing short of a tragedy. Sorry, but I will make no further comment

08 - Rose: I wonder if I can be happy now

09 - Hu: Wake up! Please! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!

10 - Veronika: [Cackling laughter, which trails off with a wheeze] I really am a monster...

11 - Arei: WHO'S THE WEAK ONE NOW, HUH?!

12 - Eden: Wh- What have you done?!

13 - Min: The condition has been met. There is no need for further intervention

14 - Xander: Ah... haha... I did it... You all can finally rest...

15 - Charles: Hgk... Ack! ... Kch[sharp inhale]

16 - Teruko: ... [sigh] Why did I ever get my hopes up?

[yaderyngoch]

I made a comment a while ago about a JayTim Tailor AU, and then the brainworms wouldn't stop so now I've actually written it.

Disclaimer that I'm super new to the fandom so this is my first time writing for it, and I also written one little fanfic in the past 3 years for a different fandom so I am Rusty and they're probably very OOC lol.

--

Tailor’s shops, Tim had found, were rather soothing places. Quiet and smelling faintly of amber and cedar. His chosen shop was an octagonal room lined with built-in shelves and racks of suits and armoires of darkly stained mahogany. A table in the centre of the room housed a swatch book of different types of wool and lining silks that Tim liked to flip through just to feel the delicately woven fabrics.

On one side of the shop window, there was a mannequin dressed in a half-finished suit, one side left without the facing so onlookers could see the canvas and careful stitching that gave the suit its structure. On the other there was an old treadle sewing machine, though Tim doubted it was still functional. Nevertheless it helped add to the timeless sort of atmosphere of the shop, something that felt so far removed from all the computers and cold artificial displays Tim usually worked with.

He’d been coming to this tailor for a few years now. Bruce had recommended him, and Tim had been coming ever since. There was something calming about the familiarity. Coming in and greeting the salesman who recommended a few suits for him to try on, settling on one that he thought looked best before the salesperson called the tailor out to him. It was always the same tailor, an elderly man with small, quick hands and soft eyes by the name of Lucius Fox.

Tim waited for him now, dressed in a neat blue suit the salesperson had chosen off the rack for Tim. The shop did offer entirely bespoke suits, but Tim had always found that to be much more elaborate than he felt he needed. As long as he looked neat and presentable, it worked for him.

He flipped through that fabric swatch book, tracing fingertips along the pinked edges of soft blue wool and reading the sticker on the back of the previous swatch as though he had any idea what any of it meant. Camel hair, it said. Tim didn’t think the fur of a camel would be particularly soft or good for suitmaking but evidently he was wrong.

“Mr. Drake?” Called a voice from the door to the tailor’s workshop itself, a voice lower and smoother than Tim had been expecting.

Tim looked up to see a man walking towards him, tall and broad with a streak of white through dark hair, a ruler and chalk in one hand and a pincushion secured to the other wrist with a band of black elastic. He’d forgone the jacket of his three-piece suit, the sleeves of his dress shirt neatly rolled up to his elbows, a tape measure draped around his neck. The suit was fitted just enough to display a figure far sturdier than Tim would’ve expected for a tailor, just hints of a broad chest and arms that filled out the sleeves far better than most.

His face was just as chiselled, with sharp green eyes that seemed to shimmer with amusement, the corner of his mouth turning up just slightly.

It took Tim far too long to realise he’d been staring, and he quite quickly flicked his eyes back down to the book before him, feeling warmth rise on his cheeks. “Yes, that’s- uhm.” He cleared his throat. “That’s me.” He looked back up at the Tailor. “Sorry, I just was expecting someone… else.”

The Tailor smiled in something between understanding and amusement. “Yes, Mr. Fox is out for the week so he’s left me to handle the shop. I’ll be taking care of you today.” The blush rose higher on Tim’s cheeks, and if he didn’t know better he’d assume the Tailor was doing that on purpose, with that honeyed voice of his and those smoothly spoken words. “My name is Jason.”

“Tim,” he answered, picking at the band of his watch.

“A pleasure to meet you, Tim,” answered Jason, and Tim was almost irritated at how well such a simple and common name rolled off Jason’s tongue. Jason gestured towards the pedestal in front of the three-way mirror, a platform just a little bit above the ground that made fittings easier, evidently. “Stand up there and face the mirror,” said Jason, tone polite and professional despite the command.

Tim nodded, trying not to follow Jason’s order too quickly and trying even harder not to fidget. He’d gotten better at it over the years. At his first fitting, Mr. Fox had smacked him upside the head with a ruler and told him to sit still. Now though, he had a feeling he’d find it just as difficult to behave as he had back then.

Jason came to stand close behind Tim, and it was with another small amount of irritation that Tim noticed even atop the pedestal, Jason was still slightly taller than him. “Tell me a little more about how you like your suits to fit.” His voice was softer now that they stood closer together, a gentle sound rather close to Tim’s ear. Tim couldn’t tell if he could feel the body heat radiating off of Jason, or if it was his own body that was warming up.

“Well… I’m not really sure I have much of a preference. Mr. Fox just fixed whatever he thought looked bad.” Tim wasn’t particularly meticulous when it came to fashion.

Jason hummed in understanding, stepping back just slightly to sweep his eyes over Tim, analysing the way the suit fit him with a careful, sharp stare. “Well, Mr. Fox is very good at what he does, but between you and I? He's also ancient and tends to prefer older, boxier styles, which I don’t think particularly suit you.” Tim felt rather like a blank canvas, where Jason could see the vision of the finished piece and Tim couldn’t. “You have a much narrower waist than most of the men I see. I think you’d look far better in something that showed that off a little more.”

Tim tugged at the hem of the jacket, trying to see what it was that Jason saw, but as far as he was concerned a suit was a suit and as long as it fit he wasn’t sure the cut of it made much of a difference. It was something to wear to a formal event and want to take off as soon as he got home. As far as he knew, the one he had on already fit fairly well for the most part.

“Here, I’ll show you what I mean and you can see what you think,” Jason continued, stepping closer to Tim again, standing right behind him so that in the mirror he could see his own silhouette overshadowed by Jason’s. Jason stroked gentle fingers up Tim’s spine, a featherlight touch to smooth out the wrinkle at the base of his neck. Tim suppressed a shiver as Jason leaned in close to place a pin to mark where the extra fabric near the collar needed to be taken in.

“Generally, off the rack suits were designed to fit men with far worse posture than you,” Jason explained, moving on to pin the sides of the suit. He sounded… appreciative, nearly praising despite the aforementioned posture making more work for him.

Tim could definitely feel his body heat now, attention narrowed down to where he could feel the delicate brush of skilled fingers along his waist, sliding a pin through the fabric with ease and precision Tim wouldn’t have associated with larger, stronger hands, far less wrinkled than Mr. Fox.

Tim could feel the warmth of Jason’s breath, could see him leaning in close in the reflection of the mirror. Now that Jason wasn’t looking at Tim’s face, Tim couldn’t help but stare at Jason’s, at the piercing, intense gaze, careful and precise in his work. He was much younger than Tim assumed most tailors were, likely only a few years older than Tim himself.

Jason moved to the other side, momentarily placing a hand on Tim’s waist to pull away the fabric needed. Tim wondered what he was thinking, so focused and diligent, fingers so much more skilled than Tim would’ve expected. It was an art, really, and there was beauty in simply watching the way Jason worked, in feeling each gentle brush of fingertips along the fabric, light and delicate and telling of so much skill in those hands. Some part within Tim desperately wanted to ask for more, for a taste of what those feathery sweeping touches promised.

“How does that feel?” Tim snapped his eyes away from Jason’s face and back to his own reflection, reminded quite quickly that Jason was a professional only doing his job and Tim desperately needed to get it together. Jason was reminding Tim that he desperately needed a few things.

“Uh… what?” Tim asked, feeling suddenly rather silly and realising he hadn’t been paying any attention at all to any of the things he was supposed to be paying attention to.

Fortunately, instead of the irritation Tim had been expecting, Jason simply laughed, a low chuckle rumbling in his throat. “The suit. Does it feel too tight? Too loose?” Oh- right. That was why Tim was here.

He looked at his silhouette in the mirror again, this time actually looking at himself instead of at Jason, and found he quite immediately knew what Jason had been talking about before. More than just fitting him better, Tim felt like he looked more… like himself. Not someone putting on a costume to go play the character of some high-society heir. He looked… really good, and good in a way he hadn’t expected to see in himself.

“Well?” Jason asked, smirk tugging at his lips again. “You seem quite easy to leave speechless, but I would appreciate at least some feedback.”

“Oh- sorry. It feels good. Thank you,” Tim answered, looking back at Jason in time to see his satisfied smile.

“Good,” said Jason, stepping closer again. “Now for the sleeves, I think they’re a little long for you, hmm?”

Tim nodded, knowing at least that much needed to be fixed. The hem of the sleeve was barely above his knuckles. Jason leaned in, left shoulder brushing Tim’s right as he slid one hand past Tim’s hip, one hand on either side of Tim’s.

Tim’s breath hitched, trying to calm the way his heart raced at their proximity. He knew this was part of the fitting, that this was the easiest way for a tailor to roll up his sleeve. Mr. Fox had done it too, but when Jason touched him, it was… different. No- Jason was just doing his job. He was a professional, Tim shouldn’t be thinking these things.

Jason’s index finger brushed Tim’s palm as he started to roll the sleeve up, tucking the excess fabric inward so it looked more like what the finished product might be. He slid two fingers beneath the sleeve to help smooth out the folded edge, the backs of them brushing along the sensitive skin of Tim’s wrist. Tim would be surprised if Jason couldn’t feel his racing heartbeat like this, but if he did, he didn’t say anything of it, simply curling his fingers and bringing them down slightly to bring the sleeve down just a little.

“How’s that?” Jason asked, voice hardly above a whisper now that he was practically speaking in Tim’s ear, their faces only a few inches apart. He slid his fingers out of the sleeve, pulling away again so Tim could examine the length for himself.

“Yeah,” Tim answered breathlessly. “Yeah, I like that.” He realised now that Jason had pulled away, he very nearly felt cold. But at least the distance gave Tim room to catch his breath and chase away those creeping thoughts.

Then, Jason stepped in front of Tim, between him and the mirror, and Tim’s heart stuttered in his chest. Tim had nearly forgotten about how Tailors marked the second sleeve, and he was swiftly reminded when Jason dropped to his knees in front of him.

Tim immediately held his breath, staring directly forward and absolutely refusing to look down.

“You know, I can’t do this if you don’t relax,” Jason teased. It was then that Tim realised he’d balled his hands into fists, and then that he knew that Jason definitely knew what he was doing. He released the breath he’d been holding, unclenching his fists and relaxing his arms at his sides.

Jason hummed in satisfaction, and Tim felt that gentle brush of warm fingers against his own as Jason held the ruler up to measure the new length of the sleeve from the tip of his thumb, sliding a pin into place before repeating the process with the other sleeve. Tim was trying not to tremble, trying to ignore what he could see of Jason in his peripheral vision, trying not to wonder what it might be like if he used that tape measure for something other than its intended purpose.

Finally, Jason stood again, face so close to Tim’s that Tim could make out the different shades of green and blue in his eyes.

“Wonderful,” he said. “Now, if you’d please remove the jacket, it’s time to mark the pants.”

Tim was going to die in this tailor’s shop.

[cutelittleriot]

Return to origin band together

It was time for King Gristle and Bridget's wedding and everyone was so excited and happy for the soon to be married couple.

Poppy especially was happy her best friend was getting married and she was going to help her with her wedding dress! She has so many ideas she wants to share!

Right now she has to go get Branch who said he had something to do. She had let him be for the time being but now she has to go find him it's almost time for the wedding!

When Branch was heading out to go help King Gristle he passed by his Grandma's old pod. He looked at it both fondly and sad. He had alot of good memories there with her and his brothers but also some bad ones. Like her getting eaten,his brothers arguing and well leaving him. He hasn't gone back this entire time but now that he feels better mentally he thinks he is finally ready to take that step.

Slowly he makes his want into her old pod. Instantly he is hit with smells....old smells that he could faintly recognize. He could smell sweat which was gross probably from when Spruce was working out,he could smell books he once caught Clay reading in secret and he promised he wouldn't tell anyone and he never did. He could also just barely make out Grandma's old fluffleberry cake smell. Everything else he couldn't put a name too but he knows 2 of them were Floyd's and John Dory's he just couldn't tell who was who.

Looking around everything was exactly how he left it before the great escape. He made sure to at least clean up her pod before he left just becuase he needed something to do when he wasn't working on his bunker plans. Walking around he spots them,brozone merchandise some posters and records mostly, grandma always did support them even if she wished John wasn't so hard on his younger brothers.

Taking a record he looks at it fondly, maybe one song wouldn't hurt right? Contemplating it he puts in the record player that still worked and soon the song played and it felt like he was there again....back to the night it all went wrong. He thinks about his brothers,would they even recognize him? How would they even react to his new body?

He doesn't know how long he was there staring at that album record but the next thing he knows is Poppy is talking to him. "Uhm Branch?" She asks him curiously quickly he sets the album beside the record player while he stops the record player from playing anymore music,he didn't want to hear anymore.

"Oh um hi Poppy" He says trying to smile but it's forced and it very much hurts his face to do so. "Are you alright? It looks like your smiling and crying at the same time it kind of looks like it's hurting your face" She points out. "Yeah it does hurt my face" Deciding that it's no use he stops smiling,no point in smiling she could easily tell something was bothering him.

"I guess I'm just missing my uhm grandma, I was just listening to some of her old records" He says fondly as he puts up the old record. Poppy takes a look at the album and gasps "Brozone! No way I love Brozone!" She says excited her tail wagging like it loves to do.

"Really?" He asks excited with his own tail wagging a bit before he stops it "I mean really

?" He didn't meant to sound excited but finding out that your girlfriend loves the boyband you were part of does one excited even if he would like to put that behind him.

"I didn't know you liked them too" She tells him as she throws him the old record to which he scrambles to catch but thankfully he does. "I don't I'm actually hate listening it's a new thing. My grandma had very questionable tastes just look at how she decorated this place" He gestures around the old pod. "I'm sorry but there's just some stuff that shouldn't be macramed,am I right?" He asks before he goes to put away the record. He really didn't want to look at it anymore and bring up more memories.

Poppy looks at her Boyfriend she could tell something was bothering him,if his tail flicking back and forth was also an indicator along with the way he was talking. "Uhm kind of seems like there's something your not telling me" She says looking athim curious but also a bit worried. She knows Branch often keeps things to himself but they were a couple and couples share stuff. She won't force him but she can try to coax him into telling her later on.

"What? Don't be silly,no" He says with a fake grin trying to wave her off he really didn't want to talk about his brothers at all. "Hey I need you to be real with me" She tells him gently taking his paws into hers. "It seems more than a macrama issue,if your having feelings you can talk about them" She gently coaxes him.

He looks at her and really thinks about it,she has been there for him throughout so much and he has been there for her for so much from becoming friends with the bergens to the world tour to the transformation he knows Poppy will listen. "Ok....your right" He says he wants to say it he keeps trying but nothing would come out. Mentally he sighs maybe he can tell her after the whole wedding thing was over.

Speaking of weddings "Oh hey look at the time we're gonna be late to the royal wedding! Let's go get married " He redirects the conversation and grabs Poppy's Paw and begins to head out. "Wha Branch!?" Poppy exclaims very confused at what Branch said. "Huh oh I meant let's go get Brudget and Gristle married" Branch says trying to correct his mistake although....he wouldn't mind marrying Poppy but nows not the time to be thinking about that.

"Oh yeah becuase it would be weird if we got married" Poppy jokes and Branch agrees with her though the atmosphere was very awkward. The two transformed trolls head out of the old pod and begin to sing.

*Timeskip past the song cause there's no way in hell I'm writing that*

Soon every bergen and troll are there to celebrate. Bridget who is in a wedding dress covered in balloons floats down happy as she can be as King Gristle watches in awe at his beautiful soon to be wife.

Poppy jumps onto Bridget's shoulder as she looks at Bridget's beautiful dress in awe. "Oh my gosh Bridget you look so adorable!" Poppy gushes. "Thank you so much for being my maid of honor Poppy you really have no idea how much this means to me. I couldnt have done this without you" Bridget says with a smile.

"Oh of course Bridget I love you like a sister,probably. I don't have a sister,so I wouldn't know,which is fine. It's something I'm coming to terms with slowly" Poppy says beginning to ramble. "Uh Poppy can we uhm unpack the sister thing after the vows?" Brudget asks interrupting her rambling.

"Ah yeah no of course,you go get em girl! Before I do!" Poppy says grinning before using one of her claws to pop the balloons on the dress releasing a bunch of glitter. "Like a beautiful angel sent from heaven" King Gristle gushes as he looks at his soon to be wife.

Bridget begins to skate her way up the isle as Poppy and Branch watch together happy as they could be with their tails entertwined. Bridget walks up the stairs to King Gristle and he happily takes her hand as they look into eachother eyes lovingly.

"Hey Bridget you still have time to run for it" A bergen tells her to which King Gristle laughs sarcastically. "Haha very funny Aunt Smead. I'm uh so glad you could make it" He tells his aunt.

"Dear beloved we are gathered here today to celebrate the sweet sweet love of Bridget-Hey girl, and Mr.Yummy-Tummy himself, King Gristle. Now falling in love is easy,we've all done it, I've done it a hundred times,thousands even if you could that semester I spent abroad". They trail off when Branch hears something.

He isn't sure what but his ear twitches it sounds like footsteps small ones so it has to be a troll or something around the same size as a troll. Looking around he tries to pinpoint the noise when Poppy notices him looking around. "What is it Branch?" She whispers to him. "I hear something and I'm trying to find out what it is" He whispers back as he continues to search but isn't having any luck.

"Stop the wedding!" A voice yells out much to the surprise of everyone. Branch knows he has heard that voice before he just can't remember where. Everyone gasps and looks around to where the voice is coming from. They look up only to see what appears to be a troll standing on top of a antenna.

"Uh Brudget do you know this guy" Gristle asks confused. "I can't remember all my suitors Grissy" She says to him. The troll then slides down a clothes line and then jumps and hangs onto a balloon strong and then lands and that's when Branch recognizes just who that is.

"Sorry is this bad timing?" The troll asks their skin was a semi muted teal color along with their hair being a darker teal color. They were wearing a pair of goggles a brown vest with fluff at the top and shorts. Their ears were turned just a bit downward almost seemingly stuck that way. Branch gasps at seeing just who decided to show up after 20 years.

'No no why now? Why him?!' Branch mentally screams as his ears lower and his tail tucks showing how nervous and scared he was. 'Please for the love of sugar don't recognize me' He begs to whatever deity there is out there.

"I'm just trying to find a troll named....Woah Baby Branch!" The troll looks at Branch and Gasps and runs up to him with a grin Branch knows all to well. "Uh your making a mistake stranger that looks similar to me there's no Branch here" He says hoping to fool him but he can tell it doesn't work.

"Look at you, you got so big! Your not a Branch anymore your like a trunk ! Junk in the trunk!" He yells smacking Branch on his butt and ow that hurt his tail did not like that.

"I bet I can still pick you up!" He says happily as he picks up Branch even though it was obvious Branch did not like it at all. "Ooh you got heavy" the troll complains as he throws him up in the air. "Ahh there goes my back!" He complains as Branch tries to climb away only to fall on top of the unknown trolls face. "Ahhh Charly horse! Oh God two Charley horses!" He complains as Branch is still trying to get away.

It was taking everything Branch had to not unsheathe his claws right now. Even if Branch didn't want to see him again he still didn't want to claw at his face even on accident. "Hey! Stop right there, you put my boyfriend down and us who you are and what you want!" Poppy says taking charge and unconsciously begins to slightly bare her fangs to the unknown troll as a warning as her tail flicks back and forth.

The troll sets down Branch who backs away in case he gets anymore ideas of picking him up. "Hey your right totally rude of me. Didn't introduce myself, I'm Branchs brother " He explains holding out a hand with a grin .

Everyone gasps at the new information "WHAT?!" Poppy screams in shock as everyone else gasps. "Oooh drama corn me Dinkles" Tiny Diamond says always eager for some good drama as Mr Dinkles shoots out a small bucket of popcorn to which tiny happily munches on.

"Correction, used to be my brother, not anymore" Branch says turning around and crossing his arms his tail flicking in irritation.

"Hey uhm remember earlier when I said you should open up to me and be real?" Poppy asks as she looks at her boyfriend.

"Well..." Branch starts before Poppy cuts him off. "You could've started by telling me you had a secret brother!" She tells him as said brother takes a good look at his baby brother especially at his differently shaped legs and flicking tail.

"Former brother" He says correcting her. "That's not how DNA works!" She says feeling a bit frustrated at how much he wasn't telling her. "Dad did you know about this?" She asks hoping he can answer her. "Oh what would I know about secret family members" He says and Branch catches in that he knows something but isn't going to share. That's something to talk about later.

"Oh my gosh I was being so rude. I've never met anyone from Branch's family before. I'm Poppy Branch's girlfriend, should we hug,fist-bump smile and wave for now and see where the night takes us?" She says so excited to meet someone from her boyfriends family.

"All of the above" He says with a smile and a shrug. "Wait I know you. Your the guy from Brozone! We were just listening to them!" She says so excited to see a member of her favorite boyband in person! "Yeah brozone!" Cooper yells joining Poppy in on her excitement

"Oh wait wait wait wait, don't tell me. OK um well your not the heartthrob" She says trying to go through the various members. "Well that's your opinion" the troll says awkward. "The fun one? No your kind of uptight" She says. "Uptight?" The troll says surprised at being called uptight. "Hmmm not the sensitive one either" She says quickly rubbing it of band members. "Ok alot of assumptions of someone you just met thirty seconds ago" the troll says awkward.

"Oh oh I got your John Dory! " Poppy says finally figuring it who it was. "The leader" John says with a smirk. "The old one!" Poppy calls him to which Branch almost laughs and John just sighs.

"Uhm sorry to interrupt but we lose the venue at eleven so" King Gristle says to the trolls but ends up shushed by Bridget. "Shhhh I'm trying to listen to very hot gossip" She says with a grin she was always a bergen for gossip.

"So wait if your Branch's bro then that means all the other Brozone bros are Branch's bros, too! Branch! How come you never told me?" She asks him both confused and excited. "Becuase it's complicated" Branch simply states not looking at them his tail giving another irritated flick.

"Oh sweetie,it's cause you weren't in the band" She says trying to placitate him by patting his back. Heh wasn't in the band yeah right. "Oh Branch was in the band alright" John Dory says with a grin. "What?! No way! Which one was he?" Poppy asks dying to know which one her boyfriend was. "Bitty B" John answers smiling. "Bitty B?! No that's impossible Bitty B had glasses!" Poppy says unable to comprehend her boyfriend was Bitty B the litteral baby of Brozone. "Oh and a diaper" John adds.

"Aaaaaaand a falsetto made of gold. Not that anyone cared,but that's all in the past. Because they stopped being my brothers the day they walked out on me and never came back!" He says almost growling out the words as his fangs are showing and his ears are pinned back.

"Whoa whoa whoa,that's not fair Branch I did come back really. I was only gone for a month tops. I needed some time to clear my head and I would come back and I did but the thing is that when I came back nobody was there. The tree was destroyed and well I thought you were dead" John explains to him his ears drooping a little.

That surprised Branch his brother actually came back? It was only 2 weeks after their big fight and breakup that grandma got eaten and a week later they had the great escape "It wasn't until I heard about you saving the world from the rock apocalypse that I even realized you were even still alive" Jd tries to explain.

"Oh,that's so sweet he realized I was still alive 20 years too late!" He exclaims. "Hi I'm sorry he gets hangry if he skips breakfast" Poppy says getting between the two and gently pushing Branch away before something bad happens as she could tell that Branch was getting more irritated by the second as it looks like his claws were about to come out any second now.

"I had breakfast it was avocado toast with two poached eggs some cayenne for a little kick and you know what it was delightful!" Branch says taking what she said litterally. She gently pulls him off to the side "Branch what's going on with you?" She asks wonder just why was he acting this way she hasn't seen him this riled up in a while not since he was grey.

"The question we should be asking is what's going on with him!" He say pointing at Jd. "I bet you he's only here becuase he needs something" he says crossing his arms. Why else would he show up after 20 years unless he needed something. "That's not true Branch he's your brother" She tells him hoping to prove him wrong.

"Branch I'm gonna be straight with you. I need something." John dory says proving Branch correct. "And there it is" He says secretly upset about being right. "Come on man I'm trying here" Poppy tells Jd she really was trying to help him here.

"Wait wait wait hold up Branch. It's about Floyd" He tells him. His ears perk up Floyd? What was going on with Floyd? He subconsciously begins to feel around the same vest he has wore for 20 years. "What do you mean?" He asks a bit worried. "He's in danger. I hadn't heard from him since the Band broke up. Until I got a letter from him. Dear John Dory I'm being held against my will by superstars Velvet and Veneer. Come to Mount Rageous at once and bring our brothers,love Floyd" He explains.

"Wait wait so you got a letter one night from Floyd after 20 years of no contact? Doesn't that sound just a bit suspicious?" Branch asks his eyes narrowed. "I know it sounded suspicious but just in case it was real I went to Mount Rageous alone before I went looking for you guys. Besides it not like I knew where any of you were.

"I found where this Velvet and Veneer were performing that night,and there was Floyd. He was trapped in a diamond prison. And you and I both know the only thing that can shatter Diamond" Jd tells him and Branch nods the perfect family harmony. The very thing that caused them all to break up is now the very thing they need to save Floyd.

"So you came here to get the band back together and sing the perfect family harmony" Poppy says to which Jd nods. "Oh yeah so we can attempt to sing something we've only tried once and failed so miserably at that we broke up and never talked to eachother again" Branch exclaims getting annoyed at all of this.

"We are so in!" Poppy exclaims excited with her tail tumping against the ground. "What?! Uhm could you give us a second" Branch tells Jd and he moves Poppy away from hearing distance.

"Okay what are you doing?" He asks because just what was going through his girlfriends mind right now?! "This is your second chance with your brothers Branch" She explains as if it was that simple. "Its not that easy okay?? You don't get it Poppy you don't have any siblings" He says even though he thinks he might be wrong with the way King Peppy was acting.

"That's my point. Branch you are so lucky to have a brother to fight for. I mean,if I had a sister it would be so perfect. We'd be best friends,and we'd teach each other things,and we'd never fight. And we'd always have each others back and we wouldn't even have to talk cause we'd think all the same thoughts, and everyonewould ask us if we were twins and we'd laugh-" "Poppy!" Branch says stopping his girlfriend as she was getting into one of those phases.

"But...if she were ever in trouble I would do everything I could to help her, I would show up" She says smiling hoping Branch understood where she was coming from. "Okay listen if there was a brother that I might do this for-and I'm not saying there is.....it would be Floyd" He says. While he did lobe all of his brothers Floyd was definately his favorite.

"I'm not hearing no!" Poppy exclaims excited. "Yeah that works for me!" Jd exclaims having heard Poppy. "Yeah! Brozone 2.0,Brozone reunion,Brozone here we bro again,Brozone where'd they bro? I don't know we're gonna find them!" Poppy says excitedly coming up with new names and titles.

Then their ears perk up when they hesr rumbling it was loud and they can feel the ground shaking. "Hey looks like our rides here!" John exclaims as the dirt beneath him moves up like something was coming out of it and soon enough a armadillo bus pops out of the ground. "Here she is!" John explains happily as he jumps off the bus.

"Oh that's coming out of the deposit" Gristle winces at the damage. "Meet Rhonda,yall ain't she a beaut?" John asks happy to show his baby brother and his girlfriend Rhonda. Rhonda happily makes a weird roaring noise at them tail wagging. "She's uh really something" Branch says not really knowing how to react.

His instincts are telling him to run away from the big armadillo bus but he is staying right here he isn't going to run. Rhonda happily licks Poppy covering her in glitter. "I think she likes me?" Poppy questions as her instincts were telling her the same thing.

"Yeah she does,or she's marking you as prey,you can never quite tell with Rhonda" Jd laughs as he heads inside. "Uh guys I'd you don't mind I really cannot wait another minute to marry the gorgeous specimen" Gristle says lovingly holding Bridget's hands and giving them a kiss. "I now pronounce you husband and wife" the bergen says and Bridget happily jumps on Gristle and begins to smother him in kisses as the bergens cheer.

The two trolls watch on happy for the now married couple. "Okay all aboard who's going aboard." John says hopping inside Rhonda. "Bye everybody! We're getting the band back together!"

Poppy tells the snack pack along with Prince D and Peppy who bid them farewells.

"Have an awesome honeymoon!" Poppy tells Bridget with a wave. "Thanks Poppy" Bridget says thanking her troll best friend before resuming kissing her husband.

"I love you guys!" She yells out one last thing before they take off inside the armadillo bus.

For anyone curious here are everyone's ages and my timeline for this series

Brozone break up

Branch:3

Floyd:13

Clay:14

Spruce:15

Jd:17

Great escape

Still the same

Timeskip to the movie

Branch:23

Floyd:33

Clay:34

Bruce:35

Jd:37

[mishkakagehishka]

And here's from the thread i posted on twt but slightly reworked bc i think i wasted it on twt lol but

There's the idea that speaking a dialect makes someone less educated or dumb. And asides from the fact that i just think kansai sounds Good, Mika subverts this trope of characters in media who are given dialectal speech as a symbol of "this character is meant to be dumb" because he is actually GENUINELY intelligent. I can name examples for three days, but in the end I always return to HE READ. THE MABINOGION. IN MIDDLE ENGLISH. And got into Yumenosaki which is apparently known for having an awfully difficult entrance exam. What i'm saying is, i appreciate SO MUCH that happyele didn't give him a "country" accent because they wanted us to know he's dumb in the simplest way they could show it. They actually let him have a personality that doesn't revolve around stereotypes. His dialect is treated as nothing more than his manner of speaking, not something that is tied into his intelligence or something we are supposed to judge his character based on. In fact, he himself has talked about how people see him and how they expect him to act just because of his accent - and he has mentioned that it's upsetting to him!!! It's refreshing to see this sort of stuff acknowledged in media when for so long, non-standard accents and dialects were just used as another way to present a character's lack of intelligence and education through speech characterisation.

And you know what - I think that fits very well into the other thing I really love ab him - he's a character based entirely on contrast and paradoxes. Not just the contrast between him speaking a dialect associated with certain characteristics (extroversion, humour, openness, but also stupidity) and being. Well. Shy and introverted and not very quick with coming up with funny quips and INTELLIGENT (i have eternal beef with everyone who falls for Mika's "uhm sorry I musta dropped my brain somewhere" act). But also so many other contrasts like. I don't care, I choose to believe his mismatched eyes are supposed to represent that. Asymmetric on the outside AND inside. We all know he loves creepy/cute, he often calls creepy stuff cute and he loves horror movies and he collects scary images/posters but he also LOVES cute things, he rescues plushies from the trash!! And fixes them and names them and loves them!!!!

But like whatever whatever he's a little orphan who lied to us ab getting adopted, who almost buried his roommate alive bc he thought he killed him, who threatened to kill himself or Shu's future spouse if he gets married, who has been obsessed with Some Guy since he saw him once in, like, elementary(?) school, who decided to enter Yumenosaki (AND MANAGED) almost on impulse, who loves the trash-picking part-time jobs bc he doesn't have to interact with anyone, who collects and fixes thrown away plushies, who apparently makes eroguro art, who wants to be a beacon of hope for all the children who were abandoned and feel as alone as he did, who manages to overcome shyness when he has to talk for TV bc Shu is too shy etc etc i actually adore him.

He means everything to me.

[ihavenothingtodo10220]

Hiya! I hope I'm doing this right since I've never interacted on tumblr before 😭 I'd like a compatibility reading, including NSFW, with Hyunjin from Stray Kids 😊 (very predictable based on my username lol) I just turned 20, so don't worry about me being a minor. I'm quite experienced in astrology so I have done the compatibility myself, but I would love to get an opinion from someone else 🙂 Hope I provided enough information with my planets and houses. Thank you in advance! ❤

Sorry it took me so long to get to this! I've been busy and this long ass queue has been daunting, but now that i've worked out a better system for these readings I got this.

Astrological Placements

Sun

The sign you use for your daily horoscope represents your identity. That sign is your sun sign. If sun signs are compatible, there’s a positive energy surrounding the relationship. Your vibes flow as one, and you’re naturally attracted to each other’s personalities, making you a perfect match. So that's what we'll be starting with.

So, right off the bat, we have a Pisces Sun + Capricorn Sun.

Capricorn is very grounded, and almost immovable in a way. Like the mountains the ram that represents them live in. Very conservative and sensible. Pisces, however, is very unrestricted, quick, and always trying new things. Like a fish in the vastness of the ocean, always darting off in different directions and exploring new seas.

Capricorn is ruled by Jupiter, the planet of retribution. and difficulty. Capricorns are anchored, hardworking, and very very trustworthy. But Pisces is ruled by Uranus and Saturn. Saturn specifically rules ambition, intellect, and boundaries. Because of this Pisces is very independent and unique, and generally brilliant.

If you talk things through and voice your emotions when things are rough for you, it could probably work. But you'll both keep your emotions to yourselves, which can cause a lot of friction. You also will both hate to share your fears and weaknesses with one another and will generally walk on eggshells around one another emotionally, with both of you constantly dancing around your feelings.

But if you can get through this, your relationship can go well. You both expect devotion and can help each other with your goals. Affection, devotion, and confidence will come easily to you.

Moon

The moon governs your inner needs and desires. What you hope to achieve in a relationship emotionally and long-term can be found by looking at the characteristics of your moon sign. If you share the same moon sign as your partner, you're soulmates basically. I'm about to get poetic here.

So...How do I put this gently? Virgo Moon + Sagittarius Moon is a match made in the boxing ring.

Hyunjin, with his Virgo moon, is like the earth. Nurturing the crops, giving life to them, even. So soft, and constant, and nurturing. And then there's you! You, my friend, are like a wildfire. Burning everything. EVERYTHING. Causing destruction to everything including Hyunjin's crops he nurtured for so long, and cared for so dutifully. Hyunjin gets the worst of it, but you also suffer too. The fire damages the crops, and the earth stops the fire from spreading.

You both need to be right. You'll argue, and argue, and if somehow you make it to marriage, guess what you'll do? Argue, my friend! You both want to be right, no...You both REQUIRE being right to function. You'll both truly believe you're right too. And you're both very...Uhm...How do I put this? Verbally gifted. That's a word. You'll both say stuff that's meant to hurt and will be scarily effective in terms of hurting. You're armed and dangerous. What is the weapon, you may ask? That fucking tongue.

You need to be free. Hyunjin needs things to be perfect. Hyunjin will need reassurance that you'll stick around and stability, but you can't do that. You're kind of like...A gold digger! That's a horrible analogy, actually. You're like that rabbit in my yard. If the conditions are right? You'll stay, and you'll thrive. But if I approach let alone try and grab you and make you stay? You'll run away, and never come back. And all you'll leave behind is chewed grass. You're like a wild horse. Hyunjin pulls and pulls and tries so hard to break you in but you keep bucking and bucking and fighting, because you're wild at the end of the day, and can't be the stable companion Hyunjin needs and thinks he can make you into. So you know what he'll do? He'll stop trying. He'll let you run free, as wild as you've always been.

If this ever does get to a wedding, it will be because you were dragged to the altar, tied up in a nice and cozy straight jacket. And guess who's waiting for you at that altar? Hyunjin, in a nice and pretty matching straight jacket. Neither one of you really wants the other, you see each other as fundamentally flawed.

See...Growing old together? Probably never going to happen. Either Hyunjin will kick you out or chase you away, or you'll go out to get milk and disappear off the face of the earth. Either or. Either way, Hyunjin is changing those damn locks before he's even sure if you disappeared or not.

Hyunjin needs everything to be perfect, clean, and orderly. You couldn't give less of a fuck. Hyunjin budgets so nicely, so carefully, and so thoroughly. You couldn't give less of a fuck about some budget. Do you need to try new things? Break from HIS routine? Go on a walk without checking in with HIS schedule? Hyunjin doesn't give a fuck. You better not. You need something without structure, Hyunjin needs something that doesn't just HAVE structure, but IS structure.

You don't want Hyunjin's structured, rigid, scheduled, perfectionist love and lifestyle. You feel like you're missing out, and life and all it has to offer is slipping through your fingers. And Hyunjin? He thrives on those things. He doesn't want the chaos you bring, purposeful or not. Hyunjin grows old because he takes care of himself. You grow old out of sheer luck and probably some protagonist buff. But together? You wouldn't strangle each other. You would simply walk away and never look back. And maybe, just maybe...That's what's best.

Now you may be asking..."But Moon, what about the sex? Is the sex good?" Well...How do I put this? Uhm...If you didn't think it could get worse it just got worse.

Hyunjin thinks of sex as a way to finally let loose in a very controlled environment. You want sex because it's all friendly, sporty, and active! And because you like orgasms! You have no patience for the foreplay Hyunjin thrives off of. The long and tender yet sensual kisses, the lingering touches and soft gasps that Hyunjin could spend hours on alone. The getting ready for the act itself. His goal isn't an orgasm. But that's the only thing for you. You can't turn him on the way he wants to be with foreplay, you don't shower before the sex or have sweet pillow talk. Hyunjin feels like he got landed with someone paid to do this. Impersonal, someone who just wants to skip through the intimacy to the climax and get done with it as quickly as possible. After a while, he starts to lay down the rules, which if not obeyed, means no sex. This usually results in bed death for the relationship. And blue balls.

So...I'm a blunt as fuck realistic pessimist who usually gives zero fucks, but I'm also the therapist and even I feel bad now. This did you so dirty. So how do you make it work? This is a really tough one to fix. These two Moon are really fucking incompatible and you need to change...Pretty much your entire being to make it work. It may be best if you don't try to make it a permanent relationship. You need to be free to come and go, and Hyunjin needs to be free to have a life without chaos. If you're not married, and not attached at the hip, this solves the major problem. However, if you do wish to marry or be together for the long haul, you might want to simply live in different homes, or live next door to each other. Or MAYBE, one of you can get a nice little space in that separate mini house. I think it's the mother-in-law suite? That's not the point though. If you can give each other the physical space you need to live as you please, you can focus on the things that brought you together in the first place… whatever those things are. I dunno.

So, yeah! Thoughts and prayers that the other aspects will be...Redeemable!

Venus + Mars

Overlapping planetary alignments could mean you’re meant to be together. Venus is the Goddess of Love, whereas Mars is the God of War. Together, these planets represent the battle of love and relationships. Notice what houses these planets rest in on your charts. If your Venus is in the house where your partner’s Mars is (or vice versa), this could mean you’re star-crossed lovers.

So now, we have Aquarius Venus + Pisces Venus! You're both dreamers, but you'll definitely provide him with more clarity. He brings out your tender side, but only if you avoid a power dynamic that's out of whack. 

And then there's Aries Mars + Aries Mars! The double Mars in Aries combination makes for most definitely a sexy life, and the two of you go gang-busters in the bedroom with barely time for breath or...Anything else, really. Between hectic sex sessions. Watch you don’t wear each other out. Things can get pretty competitive too... just remember making love is not a race and there’s no prize for coming first! Except perhaps a child! (That was a pun) definitely some of the roughest, kinkiest shit ever. I'm talking head banging into the headboard, the headboard banging into the wall type shit. So like...Sounds kinda violent, not gonna lie. But to each their own, I dunno. Sounds hot in kinda an unrealistic way, but it's just not my cup of tea. Though...The roughness I wouldn't mind, actually, now that I'm really thinking about it. But I'm getting sidetracked.

And now, the million-dollar matchup! The make-or-break question for Mars + Venus compatibility! Aquarius Venus + Aries Mars! Both of you are highly independent and bent on doing their own thing. But is this a case of too much freedom for a committed relationship to be formed? That may or may not have been rhetorical, we may never know. You are like an outsider in your own relationships. You can be a loyal partner, but you're most comfortable expressing your love with friendly detachment. You can be very understanding of your partner’s emotional needs and are not phased by demands. Traditional relationships are not your thing, you need room to express your quirky energy and a partner who understands this. Hyunjin must also accept that there will always be a part of you that he cannot touch. Hyunjin brings the heart of a warrior to his relationships. Full-on passion and excitement are what he has to offer. However, he has no use for romance or niceties. Blunt and impatient, he can be childish when he wants something (or someone). A creature of instinct, he will charge ahead without thinking when he finds someone he is attracted to. The chase is what turns him on, and he’ll quickly get bored if he’s not challenged (but if he’s left hanging too long he’ll move on to the next prospect) Hyunjin will be captivated by your cool, edgy glamor, and you'll be intrigued by his boldness. Things will heat up quickly between you two as you enjoy an adventurous, impulsive affair. Each will appreciate the others’ need for space, and it’s doubtful that you'll sit still long enough for boredom to set in. But this could contribute to the relationship’s lack of stability. You can be ferociously stubborn about doing your own thing, and Hyunjin will just do what he wants without asking. He may get frustrated with what he perceives as your lack of response to his passionate demands. Both will be so focused on their respective liberties that a long-term bond may never develop. Without some grounding influences in your charts, this relationship could burn out quickly.

Lunar Nodes

These points can tell you if your paths were meant to cross. Lunar nodes are not signs but are points showing the moon’s orbit. There are two nodes—southern and northern—represented on your birth chart by an axis. The south node portrays your past. The north node predicts your future.

Hyunjin: Leo South Node + Aquarius North Node, You: Taurus South Node + Scorpio North Node

When it comes to compatibility, you may face certain challenges due to their differing energetic imprints. The Leo South Node represents a past life focus on self-expression, leadership, and seeking attention, while the Taurus South Node signifies a past life emphasis on stability, practicality, and material comfort.

In terms of communication, clashes may arise as Hyunjin tends to be more assertive and expressive, craving the limelight and recognition. On the other hand, you value a harmonious and peaceful environment, preferring stability over constant attention.

Additionally, your approaches to emotional expression and affection may differ significantly. Hyunjin thrives on passion, drama, and grand gestures, whereas you seek security, loyalty, and a steady emotional foundation.

When it comes to long-term goals and values, conflicts may arise as well. Hyunjin may have a strong desire for personal achievement and recognition, often pursuing ambitious endeavors. Meanwhile, you value financial security, comfort, and a slower-paced, stable lifestyle.

Hyunjin carries a soul mission to embrace uniqueness, independence, and a visionary perspective. They are driven by a desire to revolutionize society, challenge traditional norms, and bring forth innovative ideas. On the other hand, you are on a path of transformation, seeking deep emotional connections, and delving into the mysteries of life.

You two possess distinct energies, which can create both intrigue and conflict within your relationship. Communication may present challenges, as Hyunjin tends to focus on intellectual discussions and detached reasoning. He thrives in group settings, seeking intellectual stimulation and unconventional ideas. Meanwhile, you crave deep emotional connections and intimacy, often preferring intense one-on-one conversations.

Emotional expression may become a point of contention as well. Hyunjin tends to approach emotions from a rational and detached standpoint, sometimes struggling to connect on a deep emotional level. In contrast, you are passionate, and intense, and seek profound emotional experiences.

Their long-term goals and values may also differ significantly. Hyunjin is driven by a desire for social change, often placing importance on humanitarian causes and intellectual pursuits. Meanwhile, you value personal transformation, depth, and the exploration of much deeper things.

When it comes to compatibility, you (say it with me) may face challenges due to your divergent energetic imprints. Again the Aquarius North Node represents a soul mission focused on embracing individuality, intellectual pursuits, and societal change. In contrast, the Taurus South Node signifies a past life emphasis on stability, practicality, and material comfort.

Communication may present hurdles in your relationship. Hyunjin thrives on intellectual stimulation, innovative ideas, and freedom of expression. He is drawn to group dynamics and progressive discussions. On the other hand, you value stability, tradition, and practicality. You may prefer a slower pace and find comfort in routine.

Emotional expression could also be a point of contention. Hyunjin tends to approach emotions from a logical and detached perspective, sometimes struggling to connect on a deep emotional level. In contrast, you value security, loyalty, and tangible expressions of love and affection.

Long-term goals and values may (say it with me) diverge significantly. Hyunjin is driven by a desire for social change, embracing unconventional ideas, and challenging the status quo. They prioritize intellectual pursuits and humanitarian causes. Conversely, you value financial stability, comfort, and a slower-paced, grounded lifestyle centered around the material world.

Communication may present challenges within your relationship. Hyunjin is (say it with me) inclined towards self-expression and seeking attention, often craving the spotlight. He possesses a charismatic and dramatic flair, relishing in the limelight. Conversely, you value depth, authenticity, and emotional connection in their interactions. You may prefer one-on-one conversations.

Power dynamics could become a point of contention as well. Hyunjin naturally exudes a regal and confident aura, often desiring control and admiration. He thrives on being the center of attention. In contrast, you seek a profound emotional connection and may be wary of power struggles or superficial displays of dominance.

Long-term goals and values may also (say it with me) differ significantly. You yearn for recognition, validation, and a sense of personal significance. You often prioritize personal ambitions and the pursuit of your passions. You value personal transformation, and emotional depth, and may be drawn to spiritual or metaphysical pursuits.

Overview

So, I like you! And I really feel bad about this reading but I also wanna be honest about what i've found from this. So, here's a brief overview of everything we covered:

Sun sign represents identity and can influence a relationship.

Pisces Sun + Capricorn Sun is a perfect match.

Capricorn is grounded, conservative, and sensible, while Pisces is unrestricted, quick, and adventurous.

Capricorn is ruled by Jupiter, retribution, and difficulty, while Pisces is ruled by Uranus and Saturn, ambition, intellect, and boundaries.

Pisces is independent, unique, and generally brilliant.

Both partners may keep emotions to themselves, causing friction.

They may avoid sharing fears and weaknesses, leading to emotional turmoil.

Despite potential friction, the relationship can go well if they can communicate and work towards goals.

Hyunjin's Virgo moon symbolizes the earth, nurturing and giving life to crops.

You symbolize the wildfire, causing harm and destruction.

Both parties need to be right to function, and both believe they are right.

Both parties are verbally gifted, causing harm and fear.

They both desire freedom and stability, but Hyunjin needs reassurance and stability.

Hyunjin's desire for perfectness and order is not met by you.

Hyunjin's strict budgeting and strict routines are not met by you.

Hyunjin's perfectionist lifestyle is not desired by you.

Hyunjin thrives on these aspects, while you thrive on chaos.

Together, they would not strangle each other but would walk away and never look back.

You and Hyunjin are in a volatile relationship, with Hyunjin attempting to break you in.

You see Hyunjin as flawed and wants to be free, while Hyunjin sees them as someone he can make into a stable companion.

You and Hyunjin have a strong possibility of either a fight or a disappearance.

Hyunjin values perfection and cleanliness, while you prefer a more relaxed lifestyle.

You feel like you are missing out on life and the opportunities it offers, while Hyunjin thrives on these aspects.

You and Hyunjin's relationship is strained, with Hyunjin viewing sex as a controlled environment for letting loose.

You are not patient with Hyunjin's foreplay, showering before sex, or having sweet pillow talk.

Hyunjin starts to set rules for sex, which if not followed, can lead to bedtime issues and a strained relationship.

The relationship between you and Hyunjin is incompatible and requires significant changes.

Avoiding a permanent relationship is recommended for both parties.

For non-married individuals, living separately or next door can solve the major issue.

If marriage is desired, consider living in separate homes or a separate mini house.

Providing physical space allows for focus on the things that brought them together.

The hope is that the other aspects will be redeemable. (They're not)

Aquarius Venus + Pisces Venus: Both dreamers, providing clarity and bringing out tender side.

Aries Mars + Aries Mars: Both are highly independent and comfortable expressing love with friendly detachment.

Aquarius Venus + Aries Mars: Both are highly independent and impulsive, but may not be in a committed relationship.

Hyunjin brings passion and excitement, but is impatient and childish.

Things will heat up quickly as they enjoy an adventurous, impulsive affair.

However, this could contribute to the relationship's lack of stability.

Hyunjin may get frustrated with your lack of response to his passionate demands.

Without grounding influences in your charts, the relationship could burn out quickly. (There are some but they just bring more problems. So.)

Leo South Node: Represents past life focus on self-expression, leadership, and attention.

Taurus South Node: Depicts past life emphasis on stability, practicality, and material comfort.

Communication: Hyunjin's assertiveness and desire for recognition may lead to conflicts.

Emotional expression: Hyunjin values passion, drama, and grand gestures, while you value security, loyalty, and a steady emotional foundation.

Long-term goals and values: Hyunjin may desire personal achievement and recognition, while you value financial security, comfort, and a slower-paced lifestyle.

Soul mission: Hyunjin embodies uniqueness, independence, and a visionary perspective, driven by a desire to revolutionize society.

Compatibility: Challenges due to divergent energetic imprints.

Long-term goals and values: Hyunjin prioritizes social change, while you value personal transformation and deeper exploration.

Communication: Hyunjin's focus on intellectual stimulation and group dynamics may present communication challenges.

Power dynamics: Hyunjin's charismatic and dramatic flair may be a point of contention, while your desire for depth and emotional connection may be a concern.

So...Essentially, the two of you aren't very compatible. HOWEVER! I think you may be able to work through it with A LOT of couple's therapy, and separate living arrangements. Maybe. I believe in you!

[scholarlypidgeot]

Ice, go!

Oh! I have something written for this already!

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"People make me...twitchy."

Pat studied Drake's face again, in search of any sign he'd noticed her nerves. His damn smile made it impossible for her to tell for certain. The dark outlines around his olive features remained as unsinister as when he'd first sat down, even if the way his skin stretched over the bone unsettled her. While he hardly seemed harmless, "twitchy" felt like a gross overstatement. Nervous maybe, but "twitchy" was a word for a peryton that pounced on anything with two legs that came too close. A twitchy Unseelie might've dragged her outside or pulled her into an alley before she could even reach the door, instead of letting her go get her tea and then joining her at her table. If anything, Drake seemed very self-contained.

As she studied him, she felt his eyes on her as well. When she risked a glance at his face she found him focused on her. Unblinking, unmoving, black and hard. The only movement in his face was another gentle lick of the lips, except as she realized she was staring, this felt deliberate. She let her eyes fall down to the neck, past the high collar of his coat. His chest did not move in the even ebb and flow of breath, and she quickly glanced past that to his arms. Both hands folded tightly around the mug of Basin chocolate. Aside from the two obvious movements, Drake didn't move at all. Perhaps a nervous twitch would've been preferable to the uncanny stillness of the creature before her. She let her eyes glance back up to his face.

"You seem to be doing very well, then. Given that you're surrounded by people here."

He bared his teeth again, this time definitely deliberate. "I take pride in my self control."

A nervous flutter passed through Pat as she realized it was supposed to be a joke. She couldn't tell which was the punchline — the grin or the words spoken through it — which rebuilt the walls she'd let down.

He must have seen her own smile go a little more rigid. He lifted his hands as the grin faded out of sight. "I'm sorry, I see that was...misplaced. I meant it as a joke."

"Oh, I, uhm..." Pat debated whether to tell him that she knew that and explain her issue, but then she realized she couldn't put her finger on what her issue was. He was sincere. At least, she was pretty sure the apology was sincere, but the joke felt so far out of place she had to turn it over in her mind. Her face was hot, she realized. But a chill crawled across her skin, the kind that didn't have anything to do with the snow outside.

She glanced at the window. The street was still dark, but she realized that she couldn't make out any flakes in the orange streetlights. The storm had passed as suddenly as it had begun. Now, night hung about the Capitol's shoulders like a thick cloak. While Pat had not grown up in the city, and knew that it had its own dangers, she'd come to know the streets between here and the University so well she could walk them blind. Besides, she didn't have to walk all the way to the University. Just to the cab stop.

She made herself smile again as she reached out for her papers. “Well, it looks like the snow has stopped. I should really be going.”

“Oh? Where to?”

As suspected, she could hear in his voice why he wanted to know. She took just a second too long to consider her answer: to lie might be for the best, but she wasn’t very good at improvising; to tell him the truth was out of the question. She was still considering as she packed her papers back into her satchel when he ventured a guess.

“The library?” He took her quick blush as a definite ‘yes.’ “Of course. Where else might a Keeper be in such a rush to go at this time of night?”

“Home,” she suggested. She tried her best to sound confident, complete with a glance at him as she reached for her book.

His smile was so knowing, like he’d read her mind. “Ah, but you wouldn’t risk me following you back there.”

She paused again and he actually laughed, louder and more genuine than the soft chuckle earlier. It at least made Pat consider that he was just having some harmless, if unsettling, fun with her. He was moving normally now. His finger gently tapped the table and his eyes moved about her face. The only symptom of the predatory nature she'd glimpsed was the fact that his chest still did not move with breath.

He seemed to sense her moment of hesitation. Or was it that obvious? Pat felt herself grow a little more red at that idea.

“You know, I know you mentioned you’re almost a Keeper,” he mused, that deep laugh still clinging to the back of his voice. “What year do you get to see the archives?”

Pat's heart almost stopped in her chest at the mention. The Archives were one of the few places in the Capitol University that weren't open to the public or lower-grade students. There was good reason for that. The entire history of the Empire as it was today — all the way back from The Time of Two Kings, and occasionally even earlier than that — often in original manuscripts that could be easily damaged if mishandled. Less significant was the fact that the Capitol itself, and the majority of the Iron Range territory, had only recently been released from under the Golden Crown Protectorates, and that knowledge could be removed or intentionally replaced if someone with the intention of returning the territory to the Protectorates desired it. The High Prince was not above manipulating the past to enact the future he wanted to see, after all.

“I"ve been down there,” she answered, with a sigh she couldn't resist. "We visit with certain Archivists from time to time. But they're only available in the day hours when I have classes. None of the students can go unescorted until their last year before reciting their epic."

He nodded slowly, and finally looked down at his unfinished drink. She made out the hint of a smile at the corner of his lips, though, even as he licked them thoughtfully. He lifted the mug to his mouth and slowly, thoughtfully, drank the last of it. When he had finished he took a long breath, the first inhale she'd seen from him, and set the mug aside.

“Would you like to?”  

Pat's focus had been on checking and rechecking that there had been no papers left on the table. The question didn't fully process at first. Only as she looked up to ask him, "Hm?" did its full weight strike her, and as that happened, it was her turn to freeze. This time it wasn't in possible fear. As the words found meaning in the mind that heard them, that meaning blossomed out into ideas and possibilities. The freedom to work in the Archive for a night — just one full night with access to the sources buried there. The tale of Peter Birdwhistle and his great white ship. Fiona Finnon and the first Lodge of Huntsmen. The contemporary poems to a newly freed Brydlen.

“What do you say?”

He stood smoothly, almost fluidly, and in that instant towered over her beside the booth. The imposing posture was effortless, perhaps even unintentional, but it snapped her back into reality as she couldn’t help but feel cornered. Not just by his posture, or by the slight flash of red reflected from the back of his pupils as the light changed around him that even now faded back into darkness. The words themselves seemed to back her up, leaving only fight or flight. “All that knowledge, right at your fingertips.”

She pulled herself together and swallowed despite her dry mouth and burning face. "No... no. I need permission from someone with access, and..."

“Do you not believe that I have access?”

There was a twinkle in Drake's eyes as he held out his hand to her, as she trailed off into breathless excitement. She wanted to ask him how, where that access was from. The pressure in her chest was building, though, a crescendo of deep breaths and racing heartbeat that sang in her ears. There was something in his dark eyes. Not the flash of red again, but the steady sharpness she had seen earlier. She didn't have time to ask questions. She had to choose between trusting a stranger with sharp teeth and sharper wit, or waiting and perhaps missing out on some of the rarest books in the world if somehow she didn't pass her exams, or if some volume stored now was removed to a farther library for some other Keeper's research. There was no time like the present. Besides, he had access. That had to mean something. She wanted so badly to believe him that her own fear of being caught in the act was drowned in his dark eyes.

She picked up her hand as though to take his, but paused at the last moment, caught by the last threads of doubt.

“Swear that you won’t do me any harm.”

He looked wounded, but his eyes didn’t lose that sparkle. “Do I give you the impression of a man who means you harm, Keeper Trisha?”

Yes, she didn't say.

“If not," she said instead, "then you should have no problem promising.”   

“Oh, fine. I swear on my teeth.” He once again displayed the array of long canines in a grin. “No harm to you on the way to the archive, or in the depths of the archives themselves. Wouldn’t want to damage the books.”

She actually smiled faintly at his joke, and his grin took on a more playful tone as he took her hand and pulled her to her feet.

[thementalshawty]

Mamma! Thank you for helping me trust myself better and my guides with your last two PACs. They have me the clarity I needed to push through. 🩷🩷

Okay, so now I'm in my boss b... era and alignment that you spoke of. Going out a bit more and not just focusing on the work stuff. Two guys have shown up and asked me out ( as you said, one from work and one from a third-party intro at an event)... So here I am. But my gut and soul are saying they're both nice and I would be okay if I “settled for them,” but they're not MY FS - neither of them is the one and in the long run I may not be happy because of that. None of them are the FS I dream about or connect with in my dreams, or fight the description from your reading which goes back to your reading to perfection.

I've been encouraged to just go out with them and “see where it goes,” but my head is like “Nahh Sis, you already know the deal in the.” You've been guiding me through this and I just want to know if this is some test from the Universe to make sure the FS I truly desire within my soul is that person maybe we’re very close to union so this is just their way of giving me one last test prep. Or, maybe I've been misreading your stuff/signs from my guides, dreams and maybe one of these guys is actually my FS but I'm closing things off before they even begin cause my gut is just overreacting. I know in your readings you talked about fake FS, people ex’s popping up to push you out of alignment from your real goal and it can set you back. This sounds a little crazy, but I don't feel connected to them as you said - it will happen right off the bat and I will know. I trust your readings and everything. It also feels like I'm cheating on my FS, I keep hearing “are you walking away, stop, just keeping having faith in me. It's going to happen by surprise and so suddenly (things to have also predicted in your reading).”

I don't want to betray myself and my FS but I also don't to give up the potential of living in the moment now too. Like is my FS manifestation ever going to actually come?😩🥺

I'm trying to be open and balanced as well as patient like everyone is telling me and not wait too late to settle down, but am I giving up these two nice guys for an unsure FS manifestation in my soul that hasn't come to me yet/I haven't met yet for two men that I'm actually going to meet and it could work out, maybe even better than my FS thing?

Sorry this is so long, I didn't meant for it to be like that.

Thank you for all that you do mamaaa, it's greatly appreciated within my heart always!!🥺🙏🩷🩷🩷🩷

Uhm nah nah, have fun! The way you meet your spouse is being in the moment, go out and enjoy yourself boss B you have to be in your moment and in your element. You aren’t betraying anyone but yourself if you don’t have fun, if you feel like these guys aren’t your spouse it’s still okay to date and have fun just no expectations, cos everything is going to fall the way that they’re supposed too, so you don’t worry about anything besides living in the moment.

[areislol]

I'm so excited everytime you update your streamer au series! I feel so giddy because I love it!! ♡ I'm thinking about reader continuously answering questions in the stream like "Do you like cats?" "Do you hate dogs" and then there's "Do you have a boyfriend?" then you instinctively say yes. Everyone was shocked, including you since it's just your little imagination bc ur crushing hard. Now cue jealous genshin characters interrogating you who is it. "They're like call him, call him! I want to TALK to him."

And everyone saw their shocked meme like face when you just called their number.

streamer! xiao, dainsleif, zhongli, childe, ayato x online friend! reader

ft— xiao, dainsleif, zhongli, childe, ayato warnings— slightly suggestive??, super long!!, fluff!!, not proof-read so maybe some bad grammar, mentions of feet pics/feet... a/n— this idea is so cute omg!! and i love the “call him, i want to “TALK” to him.” it’s funny cuz i can 100% imagine them actually saying that. and im so happy you get so happy every time i update my streamer! au, makes me more motivated to post more!! hope you’re doing alright. 

was originally going to add albedo but i was kind of stressed as it meant i was going to write 6 characters in total and my motivation was just nowhere to be found so i had to remove him, sorry!!

recommend listening to: sweetest pie/wink -  megan thee stallion and dua lipa

streamer! xiao x reader

“what cup size are you?” “...what the-” *xiao immediately blocks and kicks the person who asked that question* “...... :)”

“ignore them 🥰 ”

you might be asking.. why did they ask that? why on earth would they ask you such question? why were they asking you questions?

like? 🤨

well.. that’s because you had a mini qna during xiao’s stream!!

did xiao mind at all? nope! he didn’t mind at all <3 if anything, he would be learning more about you(as if he doesn’t know everything about you..)

during one of xiaos stream, one person donated to xiao with a message which they said “does y/n like cats?” which you immediately say yes to!!

since then you started to answer more and more questions from xiao’s viewers and most of them(you’ve got to say) were pretty nice questions

questions that you’ve never heard before but did you care? absolutely not as you loved answering their questions.

xiao on the other hand.. minded.

every time someone would ask you questions that seemed kinda of weird or creepy to xiao he would eye them(?? eye who?? who’s them?? im kidding, ... xiao would eye the screen)

xiao would fight the urge to literally ban the person who asked that question AND OR stop the mini qna but you seemed so happy answering their and everyone(s) question so xiao obviously stopped his urges ;(

and so the mini qna went.. many questions such as “what is your favourite animal” and “your fav colour?” was asked a lot and many uhm.. questionable questions were being asked too.

“what’s your feet size?” and more which i will not be adding.

you felt extremely uncomfortable when people would ask you questions that were just creepy over all, so when you told xiao about it, he immediately blocked the user and told E.V.E.R.Y.O.N.E to not ask you those type of questions and did his word get into the people’s head? yes!

most of the questions they gave you were pretty simple, you always ended up saying “yes” to many of them.

you practically said “yes” so many times that you’ve kind of.. counted how many times you’ve said “yes”

“do you enjoy going to hotels?” “yes!! i do actually.” *xiao: WRITE THAT DOWN WRITE THAT DOWN!!!!!*

and then suddenly.. “do you have a boyfriend” and now you didn’t really concentrate on what you said and since you’ve said “yes” so many times you accidentally responded with “yes” and oh my god.

the ruckus you’ve caused after saying that...

xiao WAS paying attention and DID hear what you said so when you said “yes” xiao full on whipped his head to your direction and poor baby.. his face said it all..

xiao was like “HUH?! BOYFRIEND?!” in his head, you never told him that you had a boyfriend!!

now he’s upset, really, upset.

and yes, he’s upset because 1, you didn’t tell him and 2, you have a boyfriend!! :(

everyone in chat was shocked, they were all spamming “OH MY GOD???”s and “Y/N HAS A BF????”s

and in all honesty, why did you even say yes?

you did have a crush on a special someone... and as a matter of fact, you were crushing hard.

crushing on who? can you guess who? 3..2..1..!!

xiao!! you had a crush on xiao himself! the very one who’s in your room, looking at you in defeat.. anyways..

lets cut to the chase.

after you and xiao staying silent and the chat wildling, xiao finally spoke up and what he said startled you a bit

“who are they?” “huh? who’s who?” “the special man.” “o-oh! uhm..”

xiao: 🤨

you’re absolutely flustered, your face and ears are just red

xiao and everyone(in chat) could tell that you were embarrassed which made them even more curious and wanting to know WHO the lucky man was

after some silence you decided to grab your phone and when you were unlocking your phone xiao asked “what are you doing?” which you responded with “calling my boyfriend, you wanted to know right?” “..”

you wanted to tease xiao because.. you wanted to see his cute flustered face, but if xiao had no reaction at all then.. that would be embarrassing..

so you decided to call him!! as a.. prank? (i guess you could say that)

xiao was blushing - blushing a lot. sure he “knew” you had a boyfriend as you said “yes” to the question but he didn’t expect you to actually call them.

he was waiting for you to say “JUST KIDDING!!” or “IT’S A PRANK!!!! >:)” but those words never came and so now xiao’s just anxiously waiting for you to call the person without trying to look like he’s constipated or nervous.

 a few minutes pass by and you’re still not calling them, weird isn’t it?

it’s totally not like you’re nervous to press “call” to a special someone(xiao) or anything, right?

right...?

you wanted to do this, so why are you struggling to press the “call” button? were you nervous? scared? too embarrassed? you’re feeling all of them right now.

taking in a few deep breaths you decided to just do it, you wanted to see his reaction after all.

“beep” you closed your eyes waiting for xiao to say something but you hear nothing except for a distinct sound coming from right in front of you

you expected to hear a ringtone that everyone would use but instead you hear a song instead. it was a very.. romantic song...

(NOT THE CRINGEY ONES!!!)

you open your eyes and just stare at a very flustered xiao who is trying to silence his phone but is failing terribly

but before you could laugh or do anything - xiao suddenly stops his attempt on closing his phone and just pauses for a second before he turns to look at you, he stares at you with wide eyes

“why are you looking at me?” “did you just.. call me? “.. what?”

you both are now just blushing profusely and avoiding eye contact as much as possible

everyone in chat was just going crazy or was just simply in shock.

“ahem, i did uh.. call you xiao.” *chat: SO CALL OUT MY NAMEEEEEE* “... i know you did, you said you were going to call your boyfriend, right?” “correct!”

(why did you say that so happily.)

you gave xiao a small smile while trying to suppress the urge to go cover yourself with tons and tons of blankets.

xiao on the other hand.. wasn’t so happy, not in a bad way of course!!

he was shocked, it was a joke and he knew but the thought of him being your boyfriend just makes him feel all jelly like and flustered.

you prevent a laugh from coming out of your mouth but ultimately fail - you burst out laughing while patting xiao on the back - spilling out many “im sorry xiao!!” and “you should’ve seen your reaction!!” but many of those were always cut from your continuous laughter.

xiao no longer cares about what just happens but rather your laughter, god you were so cute. your laugh too!

while xiao still does care about what happened, he doesn’t really mind it now as long as you’re happy <3

(except for the fact that everyone in his chat/comment keeps on making fun of him for looking like he was constipated or his reaction over all)

streamer! dainsleif x reader

🤨 i see, so you want to scare this poor man’s soul? is that right?

sigh, poor dain ;(

dain was just talking with his viewers, asking them questions and asking if they were doing fine, if they did anything fun and stuff like that

when all of the sudden someone asked if you loved to eat choco pops which you replied “yes! i do, they’re so yummy..” because they were delicious and you couldn’t just leave the person who asked the question hanging!

*dain in his mind: y/n likes choco pops? i might as well buy thousands of them by tomorrow.*

and soon after everyone started to flood dain’s chat with questions that were directed to you because why not?

although you wanted to answer them all you couldn’t, there were just too many questions!! the chat was just going WILD

they were eager for you to answer their question!! you skimmed and scanned the chat but you could only make out some of the questions - the rest were blurred by the continuous bombarding of questions.

you sigh as you get ready to try to answer all of these questions

“atrialopdo donated $3! : do you enjoy shopping?” “yes i do”

“jumpeylap donated $10 : do you enjoy dain’s presence? do you like to hang out with dain, i mean.” “of course i do!! why wouldn’t i? dain’s the best to hang out with!! i enjoy being around dain and he’s just the absolute best and....”

honestly, you kept on talking and talking about dain that dain’s mind just goes blank, he can’t even hear what you’re saying!!

“dainnn? dain! DAIN HELLO?! >:(” “ah! huh? what-” “see? he’s alright guys” “...” “yea! he’s just being quiet right now, i think he’s getting shy just by me talking about him”

you continued to talk while dain was blushing a whole lot.. yea..

BUT ANYWAYS

lets get into the juicy part >:) 

someone finally asked if you “had a crush” and all of the sudden you said ‘yes’

to be frank, you’ve said the word ‘yes’ or ‘yup’ too many times so...

you were caught off guard with that question which prompted you to answer with “yes”

so it’s not your fault. definenetly not your fault!!

after a few seconds you finally realized what you said but didn’t say anything, but dain? oh boy, when he heard your response he full on whipped his head towards you.

dain had a “did i hear that correctly??” type of face, he looked so confused yet nervous-

you had to hold back your laughter because dain’s face was just too hilarious, how could you not laugh?

(!??!?!?!?)

you just sat there, looking back and fourth between dain and the chat

dain’s just staring at you with wide eyes, unable to comprehend what you said EVEN though he knew exactly what you said

it was just hard for him to take in kay?!

eventually, dain snapped back to reality and cleared his throat.

“so, who’s.. this man of yours?” “glad you asked! i’ll call him right now!” “dain: 😨”

now dain’s scared fr

dain gets even more scared the more you talk about your boyfriend

“oh yea, and he’s super hot, like handsome. and he’s just like: mwa, chefs kiss”

why must you do this to him?!

you’re just talking and blabbing about your (non existent) boyfriend while pretending to look for his contact when you knew damn well that dains’ contact number was at the top of the list

you didn’t plan on calling dain at all but since you said you had a boyfriend on accident and since dain was there.. , why not entertain his viewers! by calling dain!

dain’s still staring at you, looking at your phone and right back at you, waiting for you to press down on your phone and waiting for the sound of ringing.

you bite your lower lip not knowing if you should do this or not but you decide to just go for it because.. you need to get his reaction.

his reaction will 100% be worth it!!

you press the “call” button and dain suddenly feels and hears a buzz

it came from his pocket, dain just stares at his pocket and grabs his phone, looking at it he sees that you’re calling.. HIM?

...

while your awkwardly smiling, dain is dying.

everyone in chat was freaking out because they thought this was for real and that this thing was set up to reveal that you and dain were actually dating!!

dain is just slowly melting away, his poor heart ;(

“y/n..” “it’s a prank!! i have no boyfriend and uh yea!” “...?”

it was just a mess over all.

you had to tell dain that it was all a joke and that you actually had no boyfriend and that you accidentally said “yes” and blah blah blah

dain forgives you, of course. but he won’t forgive how you scared him to death(he’s obvi kidding dw)

but dain wasn’t the only person who was turning red, you were too!!

but why? well, that’s because you actually like dain!! what a surprise!!

（＊〇□〇）

what a shocker!!

so the thought of you actually dating dain made your just feel absolutely warm and fuzzy, like extremely.

like.. him wrapping his arms around you while nuzzling into your neck.. him kissing your neck and- STOP IT. 😔 not yet..

so yea!! :D two people that look like idiots because they’re blushing profusely while looking anywhere BUT the other person

now kiss

streamer! zhongli x reader

WHAT DID ZHONGLI DO TO DESERVE THIS!!

zhongli was talking to his viewers and talking to you too(of course), zhongli spoke about many things: weird facts about animals, weird facts about the human body, and surprisingly, how to be financially stable!!

(as if he is LMAO)

and it was over all fun!! many of zhongli’s viewers also chimed in there and then to tell some facts too, it was just amazing to talk to everyone.

during one of zhongli’s “lesson of the day” speech, a sudden notification popped out of nowhere, it was a question if you liked cats or dogs more and why.

although the question came out of nowhere you were quick to answer it so zhongli could go on with his speech but it just seemed like more and more people decided to ask you more questions too, you didn’t mind of course. but you felt bad for zhongli as he’s just sitting there, waiting for everyone to quiet down so he could finish what he was saying but it just never happens :(

“do you prefer chocolate over strawberry?” “are you allergic to anything?” “what’s your favourite place to go to and why?”

you answered all their questions but occasionally looked back to zhongli to see if he was feeling down or anything but to your surprise, he didn’t look all that sad!!

instead he was actually enjoying you answering all their questions.

“is there something wrong y/n?” “ah-! no, nothing’s wrong..” “hm, if you say so.”

after answering many questions you were starting to get bored, all you were doing were answering questions, with the same answer over and over again.

“yes” “no” “mmm maybe?” “yes” “i think yes”

how many times did you say “yes”? you were unsure, but all you knew was that you must’ve said “yes” TOO many times that you answered “yes” to the next question that would put you into the situation you’re in right now.

now, what was the question you accidentally answered “yes” to?

“do you have a significant other, y/n?”. yes. that question.

WHY THAT QUESTION  (T⌓T) AND YOU EVEN ANSWERED YES...

when i tell you zhongli full on turned his head like a 90° angle.. i mean it, zhongli turned his head to face you so quickly. it was kind of scary to witness

“ah- you guys- i-” “you have a lover?” poor zhongli, he had a full on heart attack when he heard you.

your face is extremely red from embarrassment, but why? why would you be embarrassed? that’s because you have a little crush~  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

a crush on who? zhongli! that’s right, the very man who’s right in front of you!

just the thought of actually dating him makes your heart go into a frenzy. you’ve been crushing on him since forever, so him being your boyfriend? oh god.. BUT! another thing that made you red from embarrassment was also because the thought of zhongli being jealous? what a dream!

zhongli isn’t the type to be jealous but your imagination is going wild(rn) so it’s hard to not think about it

the possibility of him ACTUALLY being jealous makes you weak to your knees, like him? looking dead in the eyes of another person? or maybe.. him just mad at the thought of him not confessing earlier and now his chance is gone?

“y/n? are you alright?” “mhm! im fine, and uhm.. yes! yes i do have a lover.. haha...” “is that so..”

(STOP SAYING NORMAL SENTENCES IN A SEDUCTIVE VOICE >:(( /j keep on going bb)

“well do you mind calling them? it’s alright if you don’t want to. one’s friend should be able to know one’s significant other, do correct me if im wrong.”

。：゜(；´∩｀；)゜：。man... JUST GIVE ME ONE CHANCE PLEASE

zhongli keeps on bombarding you with questions, “what’s their name?” “when did you start to date them?” “are they (even) GOOD looking?” “are they able to provide you with EVERYTHING?”

you’re caught off guard with all the questions and your face reddens even more, you stutter while trying to get a response out of our mouth

“ah- uhm, o-of course! just give me.. a minute” you take out your phone before scrolling through your contacts, and honestly, you didn’t know who to call but in the end you chose zhongli because.. you just wanted to get this over and done with. you click “call” and wait for “him” to respond.

you hold your phone in your hand while looking at your phone and at zhongli anxiously, suddenly, zhongli feels something buzzing in his pocket - it’s his phone.

maybe this was a coincidence? zhongli spares a glance at you, seeing your very red face, he observes you before reaching in his pocket and pulling out his phone and TO HIS AND EVERYONE SURPRISE.. you called him!!

was this some prank? did you accidentally misclick or something?

“y/n- i think you misclicked..” he says while showing and pointing at his phone

you stare blankly at zhongli while trying to think of an answer, but you are unable to.

you stare at zhongli, not knowing what to do before laughing nervously and saying that it was a joke WHICH, you could see zhongli’s shoulder slowly falling down(he’s relieved/heavy burden is gone)

“ah.. i see.” “yeah! so, it was actually a joke.. i don’t know why i said “yes” but uhm yeah. sorry guys!” 

zhongli and everyone forgives you, and then you all lived happily ever after.

not before zhongli tells you to hug him for like hours after stream because of the pain his heart had to go through.

streamer! childe x reader

you should be scared of this man 😍(in a bad and.. good way?)

childe was streaming himself playing a horror game while you sat beside him, watching(his every move) him play the game

it was kind of boring but you didn’t mind, it was funny when childe got jump scared and screamed like a little girl

after a few rounds childe decided to stop playing and just focus on talking to his viewers, sure playing games are fun and all but childe loves and cherishes his viewers so why not talk to them?

(he loves you more than them ofc..)

“soooo, how are you guys?” “good? that’s good.”

“that sounds extremely creepy childe.” “?? what”

so yea, it was very interesting to say the least, but after asking everyone questions, they decided to ask you guys questions too!!

plus they would get more information about you guys, but mostly childe so those people can FINALLY add the correct information in childe’s biography.

and so the questioning begins.

but i won’t bore you with those questions so time skip to when someone asks you the question

you still sat beside childe and listened to everyone asking him questions and him answering back, when all of the sudden, someone asks you a question - “y/n do u have a lover?”

to be frank, nobody was surprised or shocked with the sudden question but everyone soon was wanting to know your answer, including childe.

childe paused and turned to look at you, giving you the “do you?” look

you open your mouth to say something but nothing comes out, you eye the screen then eye childe.

childe is still staring at you, waiting for your answer while everyone in chat starts to bet if you have a lover or not.

then you finally answer. “yeeesssss?” did you mean for it to come out like that? you sounded unsure.

“was that a “yes i do” yes or a “maybe?” yes, y/n?” childe says while raising his eyebrows, god his stupid face was making you flustered - the things he does to you..

you avoid eye contact with childe and turn your attention to the chat, everyone was asking you questions such as “does y/n have a lover?” or “so does y/n have a lover or not? someone tell meee!!”

you stare at the chat, looking at texts overlapping each other.

you turn to look at childe who now looks absolutely devastated, his smile was now gone, replaced with a frown.

before you could ask if he was okay childe suddenly asks you questions, questions you weren’t able to answer due to the amount of questions he asked you.

“does he treat you right?” “is he as rich as me?” “does he make you feel good.”

then came the “call him.”, you’re just there - not knowing what to do before slowly grabbing your phone while staring at childe who is now looking at you with that shit-eating grin, his whole facial expressions screamed “mischievous”, he was going to do something to your “lover” once you call him, you just knew it

childe scoots closer to you to peer over your shoulder to get a glance of your “lover’s” name but it unable to as you move to face him so he can’t see this “lover” of yours

of course, childe frowns. he stops and just patiently waits for you to call them

you bite your lip as you wonder what do do know, who should you call? what if they don’t play along? you sigh in defeat, but then you think - “what if i call childe?” it won’t hurt to try right? plus! you would be getting a 10/10% reaction from childe.

thinking about how he would react suddenly awakened the demon inside of you 😔

now YOU had a shit-eating grin on your face, and it kind of scared childe(/j)

you pressed “call” and starting to grin even more when you saw how childe’s body froze from the vibration coming from his pockets.

he rushes to grab his phone and what he saw made his heart going into a frenzy that his heart could actually stop.

now EVERYONE in chat is going crazy, “DO YOU THINK CHILDE IS Y/N’S BOYFRIEND??!?!” “WAIT ARE THEY DATING?” “IS THIS A SETUP??? WHBAT”

childe almost faints from what he saw, you giggle before going over to where childe sat to whisper something in his ear and oh lord

what your doing is making childe and everyone CRAZY

and what did you say?

“did you not know we were not dating? what a shame..”

listen you’re not all that flirty okay?! that was the best you could say to be uhm, you know..

but you’re not all that flirty so when you pulled away from childe you became a blushing mess, just like childe himself.

everyone’s in awe now, you two are just so cute <3

now everyone’s determined to get you guys together. they know that you and childe both like each other so now it’s up to them to get you two together!!

it was a sight to see you and childe blushing in silence, yes.

childe gets up and stumbles over to his pc where he ends the stream, not before saying “g-goodbye everyone.” in a rushed manner, now they’re curious about what happened next!!

what did you guys even do after childe ended the stream? 🤔 i’ll leave that one to you!

streamer! ayato x reader

ayato is a very calm and collected man as we all know, but if you haven’t said that this was all a “joke on accident” he might’ve actually cussed this “lover” of yours

can y’all just imagine him spitting out the most disgusting, inhumane, vile, nasty, despicable, abominable, hellish insult you’ve ever heard out of his mouth. while smiling as if he didn’t just say the most disgusting, inhumane, vile, nasty, despicable, abominable, hellish insult you’ve ever heard out of his mouth...

but anyways!

today was an unusual day, instead of streaming games like scheduled, many of ayato’s viewers demanded that they allow them to ask you questions SINCE ayato had banned everyone from asking you questions as someone had asked you a very personal and creepy question that made you uncomfortable which of course, got ayato mad and banned everyone from asking you questions. even if they were harmless. he would NOT budge

you sigh and close as your eyes as you listen to ayato reminding everyone about what happened last time and that if anyone did ask a question they would be banned.

this went on for a bit before you got a bit tired and said out of no where -  “just let them ask me questions ayato, it won’t hurt right? plus even if someone were to ask me such questions you or the mod could just ban them!”

although it was true that he or the mods could just ban the person he was still hesitant to allow people ask you questions, but ayato reluctantly allows everyone to ask you question but on one condition, once someone asked a creepy a question or a question that makes you uncomfortable he WILL end the questioning stream and will never do a questioning stream ever again.

everyone agreed and somehow “pink promised” ayato not to ask such questions and within a second ayato was now smiling and in a good mood.

and so went the questioning, while it was a little boring because all you were doing was just answering their questions - it was kind of fun as you could answer questions that normally wouldn’t be asked. they were really interesting questions!

of course ayato and the mods were on the look out for any weird questions that would make you feel uncomfortable, and when they did spot one they quickly deleted it and went on to find more

but you might be asking, why did they end the stream like they said? well that was because when ayato saw how much you were enjoying the questions and when he saw how you answered them with such enthusiasm he couldn’t bring himself to stop the stream, he didn’t have the heart to do so. (awww 😊 🔪)

in the middle of the stream someone asked you if you had a “boyfriend or a lover” in which you responded yes.

after saying yes you froze while laughing nervously.

why on earth did you respond with “yes” when you know damn well that you don’t have a boyfriend?

you were still answering a question before that one came and once that question(^) came up you accidentally said “yes” without even knowing you said it. it was, you could say “instinct” but you’ve never been asked about having a lover or not so there was no way you could call it an “instinct”

ayato had to take a moment to process what you said and what the question was and there was no doubt - you said “yes” to “do you have a lover”

he stared at you with wide eyes and an open mouth, you stare back at him while awkwardly laughing

ayato shakes his head as he regains his composure, he clears his throat as he calmly asks you questions about this “lover” of yours.

you play along as you didn’t know what to do and just answer his questions.

“when did you meet him?” “uh like, 3 months.. ago?” “hm okay, is he handsome?” “most definenetly.” “...okay..” and so on

ayato’s heart was breaking one by one as you answered all of his questions

then, ayato decided to ask you if you could call him.

“y/n? is it okay for you to call him? i just want to talk to him.” “just talk? are you sure? i’ve heard you say that many times and then go onto-” “yes! yes, just talk to them.” “ ヽ(ಠ_ಠ)ノ “

you sigh in defeat while pulling out your phone, you had to play along!! what if he gets mad at you for faking this? what if he never talks to you ever again?!

you go into your contacts and while skimming and scanning everyone’s contact you can’t help but feel like you’re being stared at intensely, you take your eyes off your phone and look up to see ayato smiling at you, weirdly. you puff up your cheeks and go back to looking for someone that you know that WOULD play along

you try to find someone, anyone, but to no avail.

then you just decide to give up and press “call” on ayato’s contact

which of course his phone starts to buzz and ayato stops smiling for a bit before picking up his phone

your face is now bright red, though your avoiding eye contact with ayato, ayato is looking at you with a smirk once he realizes what you’ve done.

ayato gets up and turns to stream off leaving everyone on a cliffhanger(good luck to y/n)

once he turns to stream off he turns around and heads towards you

you’re aware that he’s getting closer and closer towards you but you still stay in your place. your face still bright red from embarrassed but also from imagining.. things with ayato.

what do you except anyways?! you have a crush on him so it’s not possible to not think about someone you like in that way!

once ayato is right behind you he ends the call and you hear the sound of ayato sitting right beside you

you slowly turn around to see ayato right. in. front. of. you. literally 2 inches away from your face

you gasp and your cheeks burn a even brighter red, ayato chuckles and pulls you in for a hug, you can hear ayato hums while twirling your hair

now you’re heart is not stable anymore, ayato’s heart isn’t either.

ayato too, is absolutely red from this interaction. although he is the one initiating he can’t help but feel uhm, you know, embarrassed and mushy?

you then hear ayato sigh, a relived sigh. “so you don’t actually have a boyfriend right? or is this some type of way to confess to me?” ayato says while smirking, you could just see him smirking.

you mutter out a “i.. don’t have a boyfriend” before resting your head on ayato’s shoulder.

ayato lets out a hum before going back to playing with your hair, you sigh in pleasure.

“are you alright?” you could only let out a “mhmmm” before closing your eyes, ayato chuckles and pulls you closer where you’re practically up against his chest.

this was the closest you’ve ever gotten to him and you thanked the gods while leaning in to be closer even though you were already close.

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taglist: @tomansimp @one-offmind @miitchiji @dainsleif-when-playable @momoewn (there were two other people but it says that your account does not exist so if you sent an ask or comment to be added please ask again, accs: @mobiuskiss/@viaxiao) liking + following + reblogs are very much appreciated!! another note: sooo you know how i said that the sagau x reader series will be coming out soon...? well uh, im going to postpone as i don’t think im fully ready to post it out yet so maybe later in the year? also this took me weeks to do because i was writing then i lost motivation, then wrote again and the cycle begins. i have many requests(including event) to be done so i will try to prioritize one or two and yeah! i hope you guys enjoyed this <3 kinda rushed towards the end but just ignore all the mistakes, posted this a lot more earlier than expected..

im such a sucker for blushing dain//imagine if this flops

[mike-wheeler-ik-what-you-are]

I love making up scenarios so here's my vision for s5.

I'm gonna leave out the supernatural stuff for the majority because 1) my blog is about byler 2) my brain is obsessed with byler 3) I have no ideas for that and 4) byler.

after the timeskip mike and el are back together again. their relationship doesn't work as usual

this leads to them fighting again and mike says "but didn't you need me?"

to which el responds "I don't need anyone, it has always been you needing me and we both know it"

and mike is so so fucking confused bc of the painting so he says "and what about the painting"

he expects el to say something but she just says "I have no idea what you're talking about"

after a few moments of disbelief he realizes she's not lying and wants to confront will

they have a fight because will obviously doesn't want to say why he lied while mike is mad that he lied to him and now doesn't even know what to believe anymore

they don't even have the time to stay mad at each other though because vecna uses mike's confusion / disappointment + the amount of trauma that he's carrying to target him

nobody knows mike's favorite song n we're in apocalyptic times so perhaps no-one has even a walkman with them and El has been taken by the government again

nobody knows what to do, but then dustin remembers will's connection to the UD and they decide to give it a try

will gets inside mike's mind to find him but instead of finding him in a happy memory it's 1984 and he's near his garage again

will gets nervous because he remembers perfectly that day, he is surprised mike does too though

- didn't expect to find you here

- will? are- are you real? how did you get here?

- it's a long story, hurry up, let's get out of here. I'll explain it to you once we're back

- I have no idea how to get out of here though

- oh. me neither. guess we're fucked then

- I guess.

- so, is this your happy memory?

- no, not at all, it's actually one of my worst memories...

- then why did you get there?

- I don't know, I guess it was the first thing that came to my mind

-oh. ok

- I guess I was sort of nostalgic too, things were easier back then...

- you mean with el?

- no, no, I meant with me actually, 'guess I was more naïve once

a beat

- you know, I never told you but I actually had written you a letter for when I came to cali

- oh. why didn't you give it to me then?

- I don't know...

- you could still give it to me now if you wanted to...

mike can hear his own heartbeat, is he really doing this now out of every moment? fuck it, he might not even get out of this alive, who cares anymore -

- mike? did you hear that too?

the voices are getting louder, it's everyone in hawkins telling mike to wake up. they get out of the gate.

they get out and will wakes up, they did it but they don't know how

end part one

mike and will go back to ignoring each other once again, things are awkward and they don't know how to act around each other

then, right when everyone thinks things are finally getting better, BAM! will gets vecna'd

mike, desperate, takes out the fucking letter and reads it out loud, thinking it might be the last time will gets to hear him

meanwhile vecna is saying shit like "nobody cares about you, they think you're a mistake, they didn't even remember your birthday"

but mike reading his letter to will is opening a gate so will doesn't care and he keeps running

happy birthday, will is how mike's letter ends, and will gets out

willel siblings defeat vecna together and, over the ruins of hawkins, the sun rises again, the sky painted by yellows and blues

mike and el hug each other, "I thought I had lost you" says mike "you never did" says her "I still dump your ass though" she adds, and they both laugh

from behind el appears will too, she gently pushes mike towards him "come on, go, you two clearly need to talk", she gives him a thumbs up

"uhm, hi" says mike, "hi"

- so, about the painting...

- yeah, I'm sorry about that...

- no, no you don't have to apologize! I get it you were just trying to make me feel better

- no, you're right, I actually did lie

- what do you mean?

- you know, when I said all those things about el. they weren't actually about el, they were about me

mike's breath catches "oh"

"it has been you this whole time will. it has always been you"

THEY FUCKING KISS AND I'M SCREAMING FROM MY COUCH

the grass grows again from the soil and the world seems to be living again

speaking of living, lucas comes in running to inform everyone that max has woken up, el's face lights up

elmax reunite

mega huge ass time skip

it's 2024, they are all old now, we see mike has become a writer, he lives in his apartment in NYC with will, they're releasing their own comic: stranger things

[sinnersandsaints-linwrites]

thanks bestie!💀 my 15 minutes of fame, your 15 minutes of woe is me <3 win-win am I right? love the bite, wish there was more of it tho😔not too constructive??? it's not constructive at all? you're being too nice.

yes yes i didn't offer you any advive on how to write your game and as i said you dont like unsolicited advice? as you should. yeah I'm so sure people forget that it's your characters, talking about your characters while on your blog after playing your game.

anyway uhm you said you assume I'm talking about certain posts but those weren't actually the ones i was talking about? concerning neurodivergency and behaviors coming off as rude. yeah i wasnt refering to those. I've got no problem with that please dont minunderstand. it was that one where you're talking about peeps liking rude characters and someone replied saying they dont like them and wished there were nicer characters blah blah. pettiness missplaced cause, WE as in people in the discussion were refering to just plain rude characters not people who are neurodivergent and may come off as such. you said something about you and your experience, hence my "we're not talking about you or none neurotypical characters rn"

don't self insert i have an oc, changes names on a whim but still an oc ig, thats why i included the oc part. pettiness missplaced again. i just didn't understand who's ass you pulled self inserts and people trying to turn YOUR character into yn or whatever, from. fr I've decided to take your word fot it. so sorry forgive me for i have sinned. fanfics still have more of a set character that cannot be changed and that follows the writers lines and behaviors and in no way is dependent on the reader but ya know what doesn't? you guessed it. interactive fiction.

I have no doubt your boundaries got disrespected and a bunch of other authors too. like asking someone to change a characters sexuality to suit them? and a bunch of other stuff. horrid and yes entitled. but most times someone nice will hop into an authors asks and politely ask for an addition and most times they'll be like "!! oh didn't think of that! nice! maybe i will" You dont want that and again that's finee. I'm not talking about the anons coming in full force and demanding something be added because they are like this and they arent like that. they can rightfully shut up.

but i like the "if you dont like it, simply don't read it" it's edgy. fr.

also to your aforementioned ass kissers and dick riders, yes i do have nothing better to do🐥, I'll see you in class on monday best have your assignments done👓not jealous or anything, your genius cannot be denied, characters, plot and just writing in general is gold. I'd honestly buy a book you wrote, it wasn't meant to be backhanded.

ugh my please reply accordingly request was ignored, you're not fighting me. wish things were different between us, alas it was not meant to be.🤧it became long again lmao sorry its apparently not that difficult or time consuming to tranfer thought to text as some people in your replies seem to think. anyway reply/post if you love me only <3

ye i aint reading all that, good for you though

[needs-to-stop-looking-at-yigas]

If you were serious about it, I would LOVE to read some Kohga and Sooga parenting hijinks?? XD

As someone who has a four and six year old, I can attest that children are fucking ridiculous. I shall project like I never have before.

"Are you sure I can't-"

"I dont want you poisoning our fucking kids."

Sooga held his hands up in defeat as he just sat there, letting Kohga cook. Their little ones had just recently started to eat actual food, and like their master, they were hungry little things. He thought it was adorable, but it also meant Kohga spent a LOT of time in the kitchen. He refused his help, insisting he instead keep their kids entertained. Which he absolutely didn't mind.

"Hey, no, gentle hands, gentle hands."

Sooga had to keep Hiroto from yet again, leaning over from his chair to smack his brother Ichiro. These two bickered and fought over toys, their father's attention, he could only imagine what food was going to do. Meanwhile Kohga Junior was surprisingly the most silent, and rather shy, unlike his namesake. The most well behaved one, for the most part. It was fascinating, how they formed such personalities and dynamics at such a young age.

"Almost done. I got this recipe from Urbosa, so hopefully they like it."

Kohga brought out little bowls for them, and Sooga looked at the contents. Mashed vegetables of all kinds, and of course, mashed bananas. Kohga sighed in defeat as he sat down, pulling up his slate, and browsing through his social media. After cooking and cuddling, Kohga refused to do anymore work. Which was fine, Sooga agreed that he'd do most of the work, same as always. Was it a lot, feeding three children by yourself? No, he could handle it. That is, until Hiroto decided he did NOT want him. He made it very clear as he threw the spoon on the table, banging his fists on his little table.

"Hey, no, that's not-"

He tried again, only to have the spoon thrown at his mask. Kohga didn't seem to notice till he got food on his screen, growling under his breath.

"Fucks sake, Sooga."

"I'm sorry, he's quite angry, I don't understand-"

Kohga grumbled as he put the slate down, and swiped the spoon from him.

"You dumbshit- gotta do EVERYTHING in this bitch,"

Kohga took the spoon and bowl from him, glaring at the child.

"Listen here you crotch goblin. Eat ya damn food."

The baby LAUGHED, and upon being offered, ate from the spoon. Kohga grumbled as he continued to feed him, and Sooga just. Gawked at him.

"Kohga?"

"What?"

"Despite not liking kids, you're...very good with them."

"Oh don't get mushy, Sooga."

Sooga reached over to hold onto his hand, and pressed further, bumping his mask against his.

"Is it too much to say I love you?"

"Ugh. Dummy. I...love you too. Now feed them before I get gray hairs."

Sooga did as he said, and together, in a beautiful moment of family bonding, they finished everything. Well. That was when they had a problem.

"Uhm? Master Kohga?"

"What now?"

"Kohga Jr...doesn't seem to like bananas."

There was a silence. A long one. Before Kohga turned to look at Sooga.

"You know abortion is a thing."

"You can't abort children-"

"GOD FORBID WOMEN DO ANYTHING AROUND HERE, SOOGA."

Kohga went to the kitchen, to get himself a drink probably, and Sooga called out to him as he started to clean up their faces.

"Don't be mad at your son-"

"I HAVE NO SON!!!!"

"YOU HAVE T H R E E, MASTER KOHGA."

[wordshakerofgallifrey]

Do you still accept these? I'm late to the party.

If yes, Angsty/Fluff drabble With Màma also being there.

If no, I totally respect that

this got...way longer than I meant for it to. sorry it took so long!

*

Maria's always been a light sleeper.

Between being a cop, a wife to a man who worked for Scrooge McDuck, and a mother to a boy who ran before he could crawl, the slightest noise had her eyes snapping open.

So when a cupboard in the kitchen closes a little too loudly, followed by a muffled curse, she throws back the covers and runs to the door.

"Pollito? Gandra?" she says softly, squinting in the dim light, hand groping along the wall for the light switch.

A sniffle greets her, one that spurs her actions, and Maria flips on the switch, bathing the kitchen in light.

Gandra raises a hand the shield her eyes. "Mar--M'ma," she sniffs, wiping her face with the back of her wrist. "I didn't mean to wake you, I'm sorry."

"No, no, mija, it's fine. Are you okay?" The question is rhetorical, of course, as her gaze slides from the girl's disheveled appearance and tear-stained face to the clock on the stove that reads 3:20.

"I'm fi--" Her shoulders slump as Maria raises an eyebrow, not in an uncaring way, simply disbelieving. "Yeah, this, uh, this doesn't look too convincing, does it?"

She shrugs a shoulder. "It raises some questions."

Hanging her head a little, Gandra scuffs her foot against the tile. “I was just making some tea, but I couldn’t find it.”

Maria's not surprised. She and Pollito mostly run on coffee, and she knows Gandra does too, but she keeps a light stash of chamomile for after long days at the station that's buried in one of these cupboards.

“I’ll make us some. Siéntate, it’ll just be a minute.” She moves around the kitchen without waiting for an answer, filling the kettle with water and setting it on the stove before rummaging through the cupboard for two mugs.

One is her ancient, chipping "I'm a mother, what's your superpower?" mug Fenton gave her ages ago. The other is newer, Gandra's, she bought a week after moving in with them.

(She doesn't get the joke--"No flux given"--accompanied by a complex scientific equation, but Pollito and Gandra think it's hilarious)

It's one of the few touches that remind her there's a third person living with them again--the shoes by the door, the extra pillow on Fenton's bed, the growing clutter on the second bathroom's counter.

Maria knows it's far from permanent. Gandra will move out someday, and Fenton will probably--definitely--follow her eventually, if not right away. But for now, having them both here...she likes it. The house feels full again.

The kettle whistles, pulling her out of her thoughts, and she clicks the burner off, pouring the water over the tea bags.

Picking up the mugs, she carries them to the table, sitting across from Gandra, placing it in front of her.

The girl looks a little less miserable, just sullen, dark circles under her eyes as she traces aimless shapes in the wood of the table.

"Do you want to talk about it, mija?" she finally asks after a moment of them sitting there, neither touching their tea.

“Just...bad dream,” Gandra says, tracing the rim of her mug. 

Maria doesn't press. She didn't get to where she was as a detective without learning how to read people. Gandra wants to talk, but she won't with too much prodding.

So she takes a sip of her tea and waits.

After a moment of sipping her tea, and clearly trying to hide her distaste for the drink, Gandra says, "I was back in the catacombs, in the cell. Only, uhm. Fenton was there, too. And he was so mad at me. Like, really mad. And he's...intense when he's angry, you know, he's gotta get that from you. Just, like, yelling at me about it being my fault that he was there, and then he was about to be wiped out of existence and he couldn't call the suit, and--"

She inhales shakily, cutting herself off, fresh tears pooling in her eyes and Maria slides her chair closer to her. “Oh, mija,” she whispers, reaching for her hand. 

“And, like, I know it’s a dream. I wake up, and he’s next to me and I’m not in the cell, but I can’t lose this tight feeling in my chest, like I’m breathing that stale air again and I don’t know if he’s going to be okay. And I don’t know why I can’t just tell myself it’s not real.”

She squeezes her hand tightly, feels the lines of her nanotechnology among her feathers. It’s a sensation she’s still getting used to, but Fenton had told her Gandra didn’t take her gloves off around just anyone, let alone let them touch it without intent to shock them, so she never let on that the wires in any way unnerved her.  

“Honey, you went through something traumatic, even if you didn’t realize it at the time, spending every free moment trying to escape. That’s not something you can just logic away, no matter how hard you try.”

“Then what do I do?” Gandra asks bluntly. “If I can’t logic my way out of it, what do I do?”

Fenton never had this problem--for all his smarts, he had too big a heart to try and think his way through his feelings.

“You have to let yourself feel it. All of it, even the bad stuff. You can’t lock it away, you can’t think your way out of it. You just have to feel it so you can work through it.”

Gandra leans her head on her hand. From her expression, that’s the last thing she wanted to hear. “That sounds shitty.”

Maria huffs a quiet laugh. “Sí, it’s not fun, but we’re here to help you with whatever you need.” 

“Fenton’s really lucky to have you.” Her voice is soft, and she gently retracts her hand; Maria lets her. 

“You have me, too, mija.” Not for the first time, she wonders about Gandra’s past, but even Fenton doesn’t know all that much, it seems. But, even though the tears are at bay for now, the girl looks drained. “For anything. Talks, late night tea. Although.” She nods towards the cooling cup, largely untouched. “You don’t really like tea, do you?”

Gandra snorts a laugh. “I can’t stand it. But I read somewhere it was supposed to be good if you couldn’t sleep. And my mom used to always make it after I had nightmares. Thought it might help.”

“More about the routine than actually drinking it, right?” Maria understands that. After Hamilton passed, she still fixed up his to-go thermos every morning for almost two years.

She nods, but before she can say anything, they hear a muffled voice from the other room.

“Gandra? Gandra!” 

“I’m in here, Suit,” she calls softly. A moment later, Pollito stumbles through the doorway.

He sighs in relief when he sees her. “There you are. Is everything okay, are you alright?"

Gandra slides over so he can share her chair, which he gladly does, wrapping an arm around her. "Just a nightmare, Fen. I came to make some tea and ran into your mom."

Pollito looks to her hesitantly, as though to confirm, and Maria nods slightly, already standing to quietly clear away her mug and give them some space.

"Okay. Is there anything I can do?" She hears him ask. "Do you want some more tea? Or something to eat? Or--"

Glancing over her shoulder when he cuts off, she sees Gandra's leaned her head on on his shoulder. "Just...stay here a minute, with me?"

His arm tightens around her, and Pollito leans his head against hers. "Always. Siempre."

Maria smiles softly at the two of them, slipping out of the kitchen, unnoticed.

[imagines-by-a-typical-fangirl]

The Perfect Bad Boy (Pt. 09 of 18)

Pairing: Billy Hargrove X Reader

Word count: 3K

Summary: Working as a lifeguard in the Hawkins Community Pool, you try to fit in after moving from New York. Things were going pretty well when you notice you've been under someone's stare. Billy Hargrove, Hawkins' bad boy, has been staring at you since day one. You never intended to have anything to do with him, judging by the reputation he has. But Billy won't leave you alone, determined to show you his feelings are different this time...

As if your heart flooding you with confusing feelings wasn't enough, there are weird, strange animals lurking in the woods... But those have to be just part of the wild live of the woods surrounding Hawkins... Right?

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Heat Exhaustion

You feel yourself floating, and freshwater. Where is it coming from? You're suddenly aware you're off the ground, so you hold on to whatever is keeping you up. Opening your eyes, you see him. Billy. His eyes are the only thing in the world right now. But he looks so worried. Why is he worried?

“Billy?” You mutter, finally looking around and taking in the surroundings. Your in the locker room, under the shower, and Billy is holding you in his arms. “What happened?” The water soaks your hair, and Billy's too.

“(Y/N)! Dear God!” Monica comes running, all flustered. “You're awake. Here, drink this.”

You're a little confused, so you just look at her, trying to understand what's going on. Billy bounces you up a little, so he has a better grip. “What happened?” You ask again, wrapping your arms around Billy's neck.

“You fainted,” Billy says.

“(Y/N), please, drink some water,” Monica begs.

Nodding, you take the bottle and drink up, almost half of it, before giving it back. “I'm a little dizzy,” you whisper as Billy moves a little, so the water reaches the rest of your body.

“Monica, go get her things. I'm taking her home.” Billy says and Monica nods before disappearing.

“Billy, what happened?”

“Heat exhaustion.” He says in a low voice. It makes sense. You read about it, and you thought you were being careful. It comes back to your mind. You've been walking around all day, which is the hottest since you got here. And you remember feeling bad. “You fainted and scared the hell out of me, (Y/N).”

“I'm sorry,” you mutter, your foreheads touching. “You can put me down, I'm ok.”

“We need to lower your body temperature.”

“Uhm...” You murmur, moving one of your hands from around his neck to his cheek, thumb caressing his skin. You feel his lips brushing on yours, and your stomach goes crazy.

It's like the whole world stopped spinning. There's no Hawkins, no Community Pool, no locker. Not even the water falling on you matters anymore. It's just you and Billy now. It's like paradise, and you don't want to leave. You want to stay here, in his arms, feeling his body so close. “Are you going to kiss me?”

“No... I just...” It's like torture. Sweet torture. “I just want to be close to you.” Since you can't kiss him, you move to the side a little, placing a soft kiss on the corner of his lips. It's not enough though, you know it. You want more. You need more.

“Here it is.” Monica scares you, and you break from the daydream.

“Alright.” Billy puts you down on one of the benches. Monica comes with a towel, drying your hair. “I'll get my stuff, ok? I'll be back in a minute.”

You nod and he leaves, walking fast. Monica sits by your side, putting the bottle on your neck, and you sigh to feel the cold against your skin. “(Y/N), you almost gave me a heart attack.” She says, worried eyes scanning your face. “How are you feeling?”

You feel like shit. “Sick, dizzy.” Your head is spinning a little, so you grab the edge of the bench to feel a bit more steady. You feel light-headed and tired at the same time. “I thought I was being careful with the heat.”

“I know, (Y/N). Just... It's very, very hot today, but you'll get used to it.” She mumbles, moving the bottle to the other side of your neck. “Billy, he... He ran as fast as a lightning bolt when you fell. I was closer but he got to you first.” You look at her when she mentions his name, as if your mind is already set to respond whenever he's brought into the conversation.

“Did he?”

“Yes. He picked you up and brought you here.” You smile as she speaks, your heart beating fast. “He's very bossy, you know? Yelling for everyone to step out of the way and telling me to turn on the shower... Billy was... I never thought he could worry so much about something... Or someone. He really likes you.”

“I like him too, Mon... A lot.” You're still speaking when he comes back, picking you up again.

“Monica, come. I'll need you to open the car door.” Billy speaks fast, in a hurry.

Touching his cheek, you pull his face until he's looking at you. His whole expression softens, those blue eyes locking on yours. “Billy, I'm fine. I can walk.”

“Just let me take you home, alright? Take care of you.” You don't get why he's so worried. You just fainted. You bet this isn't the first time he sees someone fainting because of the heat. “Please.” He says in a much lower voice, you barely hear it.

Taking a deep breath, you nod. Monica moves ahead of you, asking people to move out of the way. You're aware of all the eyes on you and Billy, and you can't help but wonder what they're thinking. In the sea of people, you see Jason coming to ask Mon what happened before telling you to get better soon. You only smile and wave, laying your head on Billy's shoulder, your forehead on his neck.

Monica does as Billy says, opening the passenger door as he carefully puts you in. “Get well soon, (Y/N). And call me later, ok?”

“I will, Mon. Thank you.”

“Billy, take care of her.” She says as he starts the car.

“I will.”

He keeps the windows open all the way to your place and carries you inside. You're forced to take a cold shower as he stands by the door, making you say something every ten seconds to make sure you didn't faint again. When you're done, you're feeling much better, but still a little tired. As you dry your hair, you think about what Monica said, about how Billy got to you before she did. Her chair is much closer to yours than his. Does he really care this much? What exactly does he feel for you? You need to know because saying that you ‘like’ he isn't enough anymore. You're looking for other word to express your feelings, and you're way too scared to use it if he doesn't feel like he wants to use it as well.

But you shake these thoughts away, turning off the blow-drier and leaving the bathroom. Billy, who's still by the door, immediately looks down at you. “How are you feeling, princess?”

“Better.” As you make your way to sit on the bed, Billy takes your hand, following you.

He's been touching you a lot more. His arm around your shoulders, holding hands, touching the small of your back... You're falling for these details, the small things...

Sitting down, you turn your body towards him. “You scared the hell out of me.” He says, his hand coming to caress your cheek. “When you fainted... I don't even know how to explain it.”

“Mon said you ran so fast...” You still feel tired, so you climb up on the bed, moving to rest your back against the headrest. “Come here,” you call him, moving aside a little. When Billy is beside you, you don't think, you just hold his arm. Slowly, very slowly, your hand slides down, and when you reach his, Billy's fingers intertwine with yours. You never held his hand like this. It makes you feel more secure, confident.

“I couldn't see anything but you. I pushed someone out of my way so violently he fell on his ass.” You can't help but giggle. “I knew something was off, so I had my eyes on you more than on the kids.”

“That's not very responsible of you, lifeguard.” Smiling, you keep your eyes on your hands, noticing how yours is so much smaller than his. It feels so damn right.

“I don't care.” He states, and you feel his eyes on you, even though you're not looking. “(Y/N), I... I never thought I would want to be with someone.” The weight on his voice, the serious tone makes you look at him. He's struggling, his eyes deep and true.

“What do you mean?” You whisper.

“I could never be with a girl more than a couple of days, but you... It doesn't matter how much time I spend with you, I want more. And I... We haven't even kissed yet, but–”

“I'm sorry, Billy. I–”

“Don't apologize. Let me finish.” You nod, not sure of what to expect. “I haven't kissed you yet, but I know that my feelings don't depend on it. I don't want to just have you, I want to keep you. Hold you.” He pulls you closer, his index finger on your chin until your foreheads are touching. It's so hard to believe your ears, to believe this is happening at all, that these words are leaving his lips, and they're meant to you.

“I... I think I'm falling in love with you, Billy. I'm just... Waiting until we're both sure.” You can feel your doubts fading away, his reputation, and his past with the girls vanishing. But you force yourself to wait just a little longer. If this is meant to be, it'll be worth it.

“I'll wait for you, no matter how long.” He places a soft, lingering kiss on your cheek, the corner of his mouth touching the corner of your lips. It sends shivers down your spine, but it burns at the same time. “But I'm sure.” He whispers when he pulls away.

Did you hear it right? Is he sure? Is Billy in love with you?

“Now...” Billy moves abruptly, and you want to curse him for the sudden abandonment. “...I'll get you some water. You need to stay hydrated.”

Rolling your eyes, you watch as he leaves the bedroom. The rest of the afternoon is the sweetest you ever had. You stay on bed, talking, laughing, and even making mean comments about some people, but you're not very proud of that. He tells you to drink water every hour, and even though you act like you're annoyed, you actually find it cute. You can see how the look on his eyes change sometimes, worriedly staring every time you stand up too fast. Nobody ever cared so much. Well, Diane did, but boys? Never.

You still feel the consequences of the heat exhaustion when the night falls, still feeling, well, exhausted, despite doing nothing all afternoon. Your heartbeat increases when you hear Diane coming upstairs, suddenly aware that Billy is in your bedroom, on your bed, and you have your legs over his as he tells you something about Dustin and Steve being the dorks of Hawkins.

“What do you think she'll say?” Billy asks as the footsteps grow louder.

“I have no idea,” you mumble, taking a deep breath. “I'm in here, aunt.” You raise you voice when you hear her calling.

You're blushing hard when she opens the door, eyes going wide the moment she spots Billy. Diane has a huge interrogation on her face, but she's not mad. She's just surprised. But you're not sure if it's because you have a boy in your bedroom, or if it's because you've been trying for a while now to convince her there's nothing between you and this boy. Something tells you it's probably the second one.

“Aunt, I fainted.” You decide to let her know before she says anything embarrassing. And, as you expected, her face changes as she comes to sit on the bed.

“What?” She cups your face. “What do you mean? What happened, honey?”

“Heat exhaustion,” you mumble, shrugging your shoulders. “But I'm alright now. Billy...” He held you in his arms under the shower like a damn prince and you almost lost your freaking mind. “He brought me home and stayed to make sure I was ok.”

“Thanks, Billy.” Diane looks at him, smiling. “Anything happens to my baby I swear to God I'll go insane.” She hugs you tight, taking a deep breath. “I was going out with Robert tonight, but I'm canceling it.”

“No, no!” You burst out, holding her by the shoulders and pulling her out of the hug. “You're going. I won't be the one to ruin your date.”

“Do you really think I'm going out if you're sick?”

“Aunt, I'm not sick. I'm perfectly fine now. I promise I'll call you if anything happens, but please go.”

“Are you sure?”

You nod, smiling. Diane takes a deep breath and stands up, and you can see something behind her eyes. She likes this guy, you can feel it.

An hour later, you hear her pacing around her room, getting ready to go out. You and Billy are ordering something to eat and she insisted on paying. Well, who are you to complain? You're both standing by the window, patiently waiting to see Robert's car when he arrives to pick her up.

“Is it Robert Jacksonville or Robert Klein?” He asks.

“I have no idea.” You don't know any of those anyways. You close your eyes when a cold wind blows in, invading the room. It's a blessing after this unusually hot day, which managed to knock you out. When you move a little to the side, you collide onto Billy's shoulder, but you don't move away this time. Instead, you position yourself in front of him, and you feel relieved when his arms come around you. Resting your back against his chest, you let out a sigh.

“Honey, do you–” Your aunt's voice makes you pull away, your head turning towards the door. “Sorry, didn't mean to interrupt.”

“You're not. We were just waiting to see Robert's car.” Shrugging your shoulders, you step away from Billy. “Jackson or Klein?” You inquire.

“Klein.” She answers with a smile.

“Right choice,” Billy adds.

“I hope so. Well, I just came to ask Billy to stay here. Keep an eye on you.”

“Uhm... I don't need–”

“I'll stay.” He speaks before you can finish.

“Good.”

“Can I talk to you for a sec?” You say, linking your arm to hers and pulling her to the hall, away from Billy's ears.

“What is it, hun?”

“Diane, you can't ask Billy to stay. What if you come back too late? He will–”

“I don't mind if he sleeps here, is that's what you think the problem is.”

That's not the problem. But now it is. You weren't thinking about that, you just didn't want him driving home late since you did see some sort of wild animal in the woods. You know he might be used to it, but you think it's smart to wait up a while until whatever that was leaves or gets hunted by someone. “I'll talk to him about it.”

“You really like him, don't you?” She lowers her voice, taking both your hand on hers.

It's obvious now, denying it would be a huge lie and lying is not your thing. So you just nod, looking down. “I do.” More than that actually. The other word, that insists on coming to your mind whenever you think about your feelings for Billy, almost rolls out your tongue. “Earlier today he said he's... Sure. About what he feels for me.”

Diane's lips break into a bright smile. “That's amazing, honey.” The doorbell rings and it immediately makes you turn the tables to tease her.

“Who could that be?” You ask in a sarcastic tone.

“That's my ride.” She kisses your cheek. “Take care and do call me if you feel bad. Love you.”

“Love you too. Have fun.” You wave at her, going back to the bedroom. Billy is still by the window and tilts his head to the street.

“He has a nice car.”

You rush to his side, noticing the green car by the sidewalk. “Nah. I like the Camaro better.” You look at him, just so you can admire the beautiful smile he has on. “I... I was talking to Diane, and you can sleep here if you want. There's still some kind of wild animal out there and I since I don't know when she'll come back... I don't want you driving late at night with that thing lurking in the woods.”

“You're so cute when you're worried about me.” He teases, a finger under your chin, making you raise your head to look at him.

You'd have to tiptoe to kiss him, and even so, he'd have to bend down a little. “Why the hell do you have to be so damn tall?” The question rolls out your tongue as if it was a living thing.

Billy's smile only gets wider, and you can see there's something behind his eyes. In a sudden motion, he lifts you up, the same way he did on the shower earlier today, like a bride. “Ok... What's that about?” You know what's this about. Your faces are at the same level.

“It's not my fault you're tiny.”

“I'm not tiny!” You exclaim, punching his chest. “I'm a normal size.”

“Not in this country, princess.”

You swing your legs a bit, biting back a smile. “I'm a little hungry. Should we order dinner?” You keep your voice low, eyes involuntary drifting to his lips, so damn close again.

“Always running from me...” He mutters, carrying you downstairs.

When your dinner comes, you make a damn mess. You're laughing, way too loud, and the guy with the pizza seems a little uncomfortable. And to add up, you have no idea where Diane left the money. You leave the door open as you look through the house. It takes long five minutes to find it and the delivery guy is more than happy to leave. You eat watching this awful horror movie, laughing through it, at the character's stupid decisions. It's almost midnight when you're getting ready to sleep. You give Billy a blanket and a pillow, telling him to take the couch and he doesn't complain.

But half an hour later, you're restless. That's not what you thought when you told Billy he could stay the night. It's useless trying to dissimulate now. You wish he was here, just so you could have his arms around you... But Billy made it clear he won't push it, so it's up to you if you want him to be here.

“Damn it,” you mutter to yourself, looking at the ceiling. It doesn't have to be that hard. You don't have to think so much. Billy has been giving all the good signs, and if, only if, he makes a bad turn you'll know and step back. But now... He's being gentleman, despite his bad boy reputation. And you have no idea why or how it happened. Why Billy changed so much because of you. But Monica is right, if you overthink for the rest of your life, you'll never do anything.

Taking a deep breath, you get up, trying not to make too much noise in case he's sleeping. Tiptoeing through the stairs, you curse yourself when the woods beneath your feet cracks. When you reach the living room, you find Billy wide awake, and his eyes find you immediately. You can't help but smile.

“Hey,” you mumble, awkwardly standing beside the TV.

“Couldn't sleep?” He asks and you shake your head no. “Are you feeling alright?”

“Yeah, I'm good,” you assure him, gesturing upstairs. “I just... This couch is pretty uncomfortable so maybe we could share the bed. If that's ok.” You're thankful for the darkness because you're sure you're blushing. Looking down, you clear your throat. “But... Only share the bed.” You decide to make it clear, despite how embarrassed you are at the moment.

Billy stands up, and as he comes closer, you keep your eyes on his chest because you can't face his gaze now. “How many times do I gave to say?” He whispers, his deep, low voice burning right through you. “Whatever you want. I'll let you set the pace.”

“How many girls have you allowed to set the pace in the relationship?” As you speak, you give a step back, making your way back to the room upstairs.

“I've never been to a relationship. You're the first.” You don't know why but it makes you giggle, closing the door when you're both in. “What? You don't believe me?”

“I do, I just... I don't know.” When your eyes meet his, you notice a hint of... Insecurity? Vulnerability? You gotta be misreading something here because there's no way Billy has any of this things in him... But still, it seems odd. Like he's hurt somehow. Then it clicks.

It must be hard for him too, to open his heart like this. If he's being honest, as you genuinely think he is, this whole thing is as new to him as it is to you. And judging by his devil of a father, of course, he has those things in him. He probably never exposed of felt them towards a girl before, but they're in there. “Billy, just... I couldn't sleep because I wanted you here... To know what it would feel like to maybe... Uhm... Have you holding me...” It comes out too low, and it sounds like a mess. “Please, just...”

“Come here, then.” He takes your hand and pulls you to the bed.

You lay down slowly, but it's almost automatic how you both move. Like magnets, like you've been doing this for a very long time. You lay your head on his chest, and the feeling of his arms around you is like heaven. There's nothing left to say, the silence itself is enough. Your hand is flat against his chest, and you feel his heart beating. Your thumb slowly moves, caressing him through the shirt. “Good night,” you whisper, barely moving, unable to believe this is actually happening.

“Good night, princess.” You feel when he moves to place a soft kiss on the top of your head.

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