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[bakersstreetirregulars]

CROB Headline, March 2023 - Special Season: Lights, Camera, Action!

This month, we’re going to the movies for CROB’s first Special Season and to see the production of Butter Squid Cookie’s newest movie!

Dates: 2/28 - (TBD)

Title Event: Ready, Cookie, Action!

Tragedy strikes again as Popcorn Cookie, the winner of a recent Golden Ticket contest held by the promotional committee of Jellywood, visits the filming site of the newest movie directed by Jellywood’s own Butter Squid Cookie. The movie’s lead actress was said to have declared unable to shoot for unknown reasons, bringing production to a standstill. In response, Butter Squid Cookie is said to have considered Choco Bar Cookie- the lead’s stunt double- as a replacement for the missing actress, but it’s currently unknown if she’ll accept the role.

⚙️ This event is inferred to be a template rerun of the title events held since November 2023. A proposal for a standardized guide has been approved for future publication.

Seasonal Modes

Friendly Run Buddies

Guild Run - Lights, Camera, Action!

Raid Run - Desert Highwaymantis Season 3 (?)

Trophy Survival (Ends ~3/6)

Team Fight (Early March)

Random Breakout Challenge - Lustrous Longan Palace (Coming Late March)

Cookie & Gacha Features

🎬🍫 Choco Bar Cookie (Epic Cookie)

The lead’s stunt double for Butter Squid Cookie’s latest movie. Press Jump -> Slide or double-tap Slide to perform a stunt that destroys obstacles and scores points. Her Magic Candy adds a finishing move to her stunts, creating Nutty Choco Bar Fragment Jellies

Nougat Wound-Aid (Epic Pet)

Choco Bar Cookie’s Pet since her days in stunt school. This Pet creates Bandages that score points and restore Energy.

Munch-Munch Popcorn (Epic Treasure)

A staple of every in-theatre movie! This Treasure periodically creates Popcorn Mix Jellies.

Choco Bar Cookie’s “Gunfight at the O.Cake Corral” (Super Epic Costume)

The stunt double’s outfit for Western-style movie scenes during a film shoot at the O.Cake Corral. It wouldn’t be a surprise if you thought she was the sheriff after seeing her ride across the pastures atop a Choco Horse!

Shine Muscat Cookie’s “Icon of the Age” (Epic Costume)

Director Q’s “A Fan’s Perspective” (Epic Costume)

Shine Muscat Cookie’s movies always seem to outdo her previous works. Paparazzi and magazine interviewers seem to follow these two wherever they go…!

Habanero Cookie’s “Cheese Mine Dwarf” (Rare Gem Costume)

Flamebeak Robin’s “On-set Dynamo” (Rare Gem Costume)

Blue Slushy Cookie’s “Dessert Forest Elf” (Rare Gem Costume)

Icy Birdie’s “Cinematic Songster” (Rare Gem Costume)

Fellowship of the Jelly Lobby Design

Behold, the latest promotional material for the latest rendition of the first episode of the “The Lord of the Jellies” series: “The Fellowship of the Jelly” featuring Habanero Cookie, Blue Slushy Cookie, their pets, and even the stage! Buy them in the Gem Exchange Center!

“Keep Running, Keep Going” Jelly Shape Set (Epic Jelly Shapes)

The cast and crew of Action Bear Jellies striving for the perfect take!

—————————— Part 2 ⬇️

🎞️🧈 Butter Squid Cookie (Epic Cookie)

The director of a new Jellywood movie held back by production delays.

Popcorn Cookie’s “Sprinkle Pop-Pop Land” (Super Epic Costume)

A special outfit Popcorn Cookie arranged for her trip to Jellywood, where dreams come true!

“Gleam of Love” Jelly Set (Legendary? Jelly Set)

Would it pair well with Sugar Swan Cookie’s new Costume?

Major Update Features

New Breakout Mode - Solo play at your leisure

Run through every Breakout Episode released so far in order (Escape From the Oven -> City of the Millennial Tree -> Black Sugar Pirate Ship -> Sands of Yogurca -> City of Wizards -> Lost City of Sugarteara -> Spooky Spider Mansion -> Fragrant Lotus Paradise -> Lustrous Longan Palace -> Sands of Yogurca II: Secrets of Mirage Village -> Deep Sea City Wandercrab)

Use a different level-capped combi in each stage

Reach a score objective to unlock the next stage

Completions will often reward Gold Gems, Cookies, and Pets

Some stages grant keys to open special chests or locked books (see the City of Wizards) for greater rewards

Finishing certain episodes will add a rank to your profile

Does not reset weekly, so play at your pace

Main and Special Episodes will stay where they are after the update

Random Challenges will be moved to a separate heading on the mode selection screen

New Special Episode: Jellywood - Go through the various stages of Jellywood and collect Coins in four different movie genres!

Special Episodes from here onward will be recast as Coin Episodes

Remember Black Sugar Pirate Ship and Spooky Spider Mansion? It’s that kind of Coin Episode.

Special Coin items like the Coin Party (which turns coins into Star Coins worth more points and coins) will appear starting with this Episode

Bonus Events

Special Draw Returns! Open boxes by playing the game and get lots of free stuff!

Now Featuring the Surprise Exchange Shop, where past cosmetics are in stock and ready to sell!

Buddy Event Part III: Buttercream Choco Cookie’s Return

Earn Buddy Points by playing in an event to get Buttercream Choco Cookie, Coffee Cookie, Rainbow Cubes, and much more!

[delirious-arts]

I would actually love to see more of catgirl and lesbian from tos 👉👈

ME TOO!!! there were a LOT of people responding to my post about Roberta and Isis and it made me SO HAPPY 🤭🤭🤭 I’m trying to make a real drawing with them but I have artblock 😔 in the meantime have this

(I would have put Isis instead of Roberta but I simply don’t think. Isis would drive. )

anyways if you have any ship name suggestions PLEASE share 🙏 also PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE DRAW YOUR OWN ART W/ THEM!!! I WANNA SEE MORE!!!!

Also do you guys wanna hear my headcanons for them that I base solely on this one episode completely ignoring all other media they’re in????? I have a few 🤭

[skylariscool234]

Mr.Hopp's Playhouse 2 AU. (No ocs) Mr. Ici. Mr. birdie. Mr. Rabbit. (Mr.Bugs's Cousin) and Mr. goats (Mr. Ici's Friend)

[psalidodont]

'' Various seafaring and ocean-related feathered foes from the known world. 1: Vehe-manta, they're quite big and bold birds of prey with massive razor sharp beaks. They seem quite primitive, and have tiny claws on their wings- makes us even wonder if birds and dragons are the same thing except the later just breathe fire and other hazardous substances. They eat smaller birdies. 2: Shiverbeak turckens, there isnt much to them other than they can be seen across tranquil, clear lakes and lagoons looking for morsels in the cold icy waters, they taste quite good served with tallow and herbs 3: Ringneck gulls, pesky flying rats. If Triton blennies are annoying these are outright disgustingly abundant and obnoxious. All over the seas, all over our decks, and probably making a nest all over our vessels. 4: Diving fiddleloons... not much is known from these big, clumsy birds other than them having long beaks. They appear on our trawl nets sometimes, for the most part? they're seen off in the distance, staring at us whilst we cross their frozen landscape. 5: Sawbill painguins are similar to the Fiddleloons. They live colonies across frozen ice caps and glaciers, sometimes in rocky shores aswell. Their beaks make for excellent saws, swinging them side to side whenever it comes to feeding or defending themselves. 6: Abominable snowpoffs, they run fast with their spindly legs avoiding the rising tides. Whatever washes ashore is fair game for them, worms and all that kind of gunk. We thought they had a neck but apparently they're just like that, poffy and rotund 7: Damned Tidestompers. Sometimes i wonder what was the thought procress behind this feathery critter... They live amongst snowpoff colonies! despite their size and long (yet not so visible necks, they only extend them when needed), Tidestompers only pick up snails and small mussels on the surf zone, they dont seem to like eating other birds... i guess. Using their big wide feet, they anchor themselves in the sand before they get swashed by the crashing waves. ''

[lon3lystarr]

run, lassie , run

•pairing: remmick x fem!reader

•summary: y/n always inspired to be a musician. music called her in ways nothing ever called before, her soul yearned greatly to create beautifully crafted melodies. she was determined to and she would do anything in power to have her music being heard.

•warnings: vampirism, blood,physical affection, setting is around the 1930’s, cursing, the use of y/n, y/n is a little stupid but this is fiction, a lot of flirty name calling, mentions of saliva and blood, “i love you” WIIIIILL be in this story, this may be a little lengthy, i didn’t proofread so sorry if there’s any mistakes or typos ://

•a/n: i just watched sinners for a second time…don’t judge me

likes, comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated!! <3

the perfectly hand crafted guitar heavy in her palms. y/n has always wanted to express herself through hums and melodies, wanting to embrace the gorgeous tones her grandfather once played for her in her youth, it seemed like her grandfather was the only one who supported her and her musical talent, he always spoke of how she was born with a powerful and strong voice. the kind of spiritual pull that brought multiple generations, spirits of several ancestors and different cultures together. she was greatly gifted and she knew it, her grandfather knew it, everyone knew it..even ones she didn’t know was listening in the cold shadows.

y/n found herself singing for the children in town daily, it was a routine created to bring a little joy to the innocent. young faces lit brightly when they spotted her with her polished dark cherry colored guitar in her hands, smile painted on her lips as she walked to her regular spot away from the rest of the townsfolk, right under a big longleaf tree, the harsh sun rays being block as the wind was sweet and refreshing “well aren’t i glad to see my sweet little birdies” y/n kindly said to the group of giddy kids, small voices shouting out “hi’s” and “hello’s” to y/n sitting all around her in a semi circle “what do y’all wanna hear today hmm?” asked y/n, fingers on the slim neck of the guitar, the little voices around her all seemed to go quiet, thinking before yelling out “this little light of mine” y/n knew that was going to be their answer, that was one of their favorite songs she sang to them. with a gentle smile she began to play the first cords of the song, her finger softly playing the guitar as she sang in a mellowed voice.

the kids in front of her clapped their tiny hands as y/n finished the song they recommended, they gave y/n tight hugs before they ran off to attend their chores for the day, y/n did the same while her guitar was glued to her side. by the time she finished with her chores the sun started to set, the sky bursting with shades of orange and yellow glowing mississippi one last time before nightfall. y/n sang the whole way back home, singing gave her a sense of peace and relief, an escape from the reality she had to endure everyday since birth, the lyrics flowing out her lips smoothly and quietly, the birds chirping, flying and soaring around over her head spontaneously and carefree without stress or worry in the slightest, must be nice.

y/n finally reached her home, it wasn’t much, just a small one level wooden house that was just on the outskirts of town, far from civilization and society but she liked it that way, she didn’t need to worry about how loud she was singing or during the late hours of the night she was up singing to the insects right outside of her home. it was like her own little world and she wouldn’t have it any other way.

while y/n lit some candles to bring light to the empty icy house, she sang under her breath, the same song she sang for the kids in town, she was finally settling down and peeling off the clothes she wore for the day into the long airy lightweight off-white nightgown, the wooden floors creaking and groaning under her weight as she made her way out onto her front porch with her guitar in hand, the swinging bench covered in a wool blanket comfortable, welcoming and warm. she sat down and started playing the song she’s been practicing for weeks now, this was her nightly routine for the past couple of nights so tonight wasn’t any different.

as her voice flowed with the cool night air she suddenly felt eyes on her, of course there wasn’t anyone around for miles but something in her gut told her she wasn’t alone, maybe she was paranoid or maybe someone did hear her singing and decided to listen, either way she continued singing and playing until the end of the song, playing the last chord of the song silence now heavy in the air, the night sky dark with no stars or clouds just the big round pale white moon centered in the sky, it was the only light provided. y/n closed her eyes to enjoy the peaceful silence for a while, the stillness put her mind at ease, it felt like a reassuring hug tell her that everything will be fine, everything will go the way she so desperately hoped it would, hopefully

“darlin’ what ya doing here outside all alone?”

a voice spoke, cutting smoothly and coyly, the voice was deep and masculine his accent very pronounced. at first y/n able to see the figure that spoke but the figure suddenly stepped closer to her and she was able to match the voice to a face. he was handsome, his skin pore-less and pale slightly glistened with a thin layer of sweat, his dark brown hair clung to his forehead as the ends of it curled in every direction, his lips chapped but still rosy red “cat’s got ya tongue huh sweetheart” he stated like he already knew the response to that “just a little surprised that’s all sir” y/n spoke, voice airy and standoffish “oh no need to speak so formal, i’m Remmick. what’s your name hm?” he asked, smile wide and inviting “i’m y/n..” she replied while gripping the neck of her guitar a little tighter “well y/n i must say you have the most beautiful voice, truly one of a kind darlin’ i heard it from down the road, i had to hear a little closer” Remmick said, his smile becoming more softer “thank you so much, i greatly appreciate that remmick” y/n replied kindly, her heart jumped a little from the compliment, it felt just as genuine as her grandfather’s compliments he once gave her “you know..i play a little as well, not as beautifully as you but i’m sure i can manage. may i sit with you?” remmick asked respectfully, he waited for y/n to answer “yes you may, i would love to have a second voice singing with me” y/n said, smiling the first time tonight.

remmick gently sat next to her on the rocking bench, his banjo sitting in his lap while y/n’s guitar in hers. remmick recommended a song she knew all too well, a song she only played for her grandfather when he still had a beating heart, she was glad someone else knew the song and knew the chords of it, while they both sang together, voices harmonizing she felt a little closer to him, yeah that was stupid to think but that’s how she felt at the time. the last lyrics flowed out of their lips as, the song came to an end “you have a talent that’s powerful, when you sing i feel it in my bones song bird” remmick sweetly remarked, his eyes shining with admiration and interest “what’s stopping ya from getting out of this place and becomin’ big?” remmick asked, confusion and curiosity present in his tone “well the only audience i have is the kids in town, i used to sing for my grandpa but may god rest his soul passed on a couple of years ago…so i’m just here in mississippi playin’ for whoever wants to listen” y/n replied, she knew the thought of becoming bigger was ridiculous, she didn’t even know where to go if she wanted to live out her dream “my condolences honey…i didn’t mean to bring ya down. it’s just confusin’ to know you haven’t made a name for ya self.” remmick said, his voice tender and comforting “i’ve had an amazing time singing and sitting with you…tomorrow night will ya be out here again?” he asked, sliding closer to y/n’s form “i enjoyed spendin’ time with you too and yes, i’ll be here, like always” she replied, her eyes gazing into his, their body heat swirling around one another from how close they were sitting together “you don’t mind me joinin’ you again?” the brown haired male asked, he slowly raised his right hand to gently lift the sleeve of her nightgown back onto her shoulder, y/n shuddered from the sensation from his cold hand, the hand covered in scars, the pink skin tissue looked raw like it still needed some time to heal, he softly caressed her silky skin still looking at her moon lit face, mesmerized “i don’t mind at all” y/n whispered her reply, as if there was anyone else around to hear them “well we have a deal then darlin’. see you tomorrow night” remmick said, sliding his hand down her arm to her hand, intertwining his fingers with hers then planting a small kiss onto the back of it, he then rises from the bench and into the dark shadows of the night, leaving nothing but the butterflies in her stomach from their interaction.

many many months passed with y/n and remmick meeting up every night. singing and talking the night away, it became an easy routine to follow especially when it’s remmick who’s keeping her company. y/n didn’t mind spending time with him, the cool night breeze kissing her cheeks as she listened to his soothing voice talking about his past experiences and his future aspirations, it was nice to just listen to him speak about something he’s passionate about “and that’s when i decided to learn how to play the banjo, i wanted to feel that spark i was missin’ in my life and music makes me feel that spark. you understand right honey?” remmick said, turning his attention to her, waiting for her response but it never came, y/n just stared at him with her shiny eyes “somethin’ on my face sweetheart?” remmick asked, laughing softly “no no, sorry just deep in thought…but i was listenin’ to what you were saying” y/n said, she didn’t want him assuming that she wasn’t listening, she always listened to him “deep in thought huh? what ya thinking’ about?” remmick asked, curiosity eating away at him “whether or not i should give singin’ a real chance. ever since i was just a little girl i always dreamt of being something big and i’d do anything to get my name out there but..maybe i should give up…maybe that’s not my future aspiration” y/n explained, she started loosing hope in her talent, sitting with her thoughts wasn’t the healthiest “don’t say that. don’t give up. it’ll be a waste of beautiful talent if ya do, you need to follow that dream and make it reality…i can help…i can promise you the future you desired since younger” remmick spoke, assurance and certainty laced in his words “and how will ya help remmick? don’t make empty promises you can’t keep. that won’t be kind to do” y/n said, her words came out a little harsher than she expected but she was a little frustrated, it felt like he was mocking her “have you ever questioned why we only spend time at night together? does that not raise some eyebrows darlin’?” remmick pointed out, y/n thought about that once in awhile but she only assumed he preferred and chose to stay inside during the day, maybe he didn’t like being out during the day and she didn’t blame him if that was the case, the morning and afternoon heatwaves weren’t the kindest “sometimes…but i didn’t really go into thought about it, why are you pointin’ that out?” y/n asked, confused on the switch of topic “i’m pointin’ that out because i’m not human,i’m a vampire…i once was able to walk into the sun and feel the warmth of it but not anymore, not since thirteen hundred years ago” he admitted, the words he said sounded foreign, sounded supernatural, sounded fake

“i’m not human…i once was but not anymore, not since thirteen hundred years ago”

those words made y/n’s heart drop, she didn’t want to believe anything he was saying but something told her he was speaking the truth, the heavy silence made y/n ears ring like white noise “sweetheart…i know this may be shockin’ or unbelievable and i can show you how real it is. i just want to be able to give you the opportunity to live out your dreams” remmick said, he didn’t want to scare y/n off, she already seemed like she went mute on him, god knows how scared she’ll be if he showed her his true form without warning her “…show me…if you aren’t human, i want to see what and who you truly are..” y/n demanded, her ears and her brain couldn’t register what remmick admitted to her.

remmick stared into y/n’s eyes, his blue-grey eyes cast over and changed into a glowy red color, his teeth that were once dull turned into sharp knife-like fangs, clear drool seeping from his lips like a predator hunting down his prey, he looked sinister, animalistic and wild. “i’m not gonna hurt ya dolly, i wouldn’t dream of doing that. just don’t be afraid of me, don’t go runnin’ from me, i can be your way out of here. you wanna create a name for ya self and i can help you…just stay with me” remmick pleaded with her, it’s been centuries since he felt the connection like the one he had with y/n, he didn’t want to lose her and the thought alone scared him.

y/n stared at the creature in front of her, if someone told her the man she spend weeks getting close to, being vulnerable with, finding comfort in was a vampire she’d never believe it but now it’s become her reality and she’s speechless and emotionless.

“do you trust me y/n?”

does y/n trust him? before she would’ve immediately answered “yes” but now…she wasn’t too sure. this was still him, still sounded like remmick, still behaved like remmick, still looked like remmick aside from the eyes and teeth. y/n truly still felt that connection she had with him, she still felt the attraction for him, she still craved his soft spoken words and gentle touches, and if that made her insane then she’s off her rockers. “i trust you remmick.” y/n replied, her hands gripping the nightgown anxiously “do you trust me enough to become what i am? be with me for all eternity, be able show everyone that gift you have for generations to come?” he asked, slowly getting closer to her “yes.” y/n said confidently, she didn’t need anymore convincing, the things he spoke was everything she wanted, to be able to create melodies and music for everyone to hear and she didn’t mind remmick being there with her every step of the way

“oh darlin’ come here” remmick said husky and low, his left hand gripping y/n’s delicate chin while he pulled her into his space, their lips barely touched, remmick teased her slightly, he just wanted to make this moment last. he kissed both corners of her lips gently then he finally kissed her, he slowly and sensually pulled y/n closer to him, pulling by her waist into his form wanting to feel the heat radiating off of her body, he needed her close, he wanted to feel the weight of her body on to his, her heart fast and wild “mmm baby, you’re sweeter than a berry…can only imagine how your blood tastes” remmick said seductively, one hand drawing circles on her glistening chest while the other was glued to her hip “taste me then remmick, no one’s stoppin’ you” y/n said, her voice matching his tone, her eyes low with lust, her response earned a sharp and firm slap to her plushy ass, y/n’s body yearned for any kind of attention he gave “promise me this is what ya want honey, don’t wanna do something you aren’t sure about.” remmick said, parting his body from hers to allow her brain fog to evaporate, to allow her to think clearly without the suffocating sensation of his body onto her body “i promise. i want this and i wouldn’t want to have it any other way. please remmick, give me what i want, you have my permission..” y/n said, she softly grabbed each side of his head towards her neck, giving him physical access to the vulnerable and delicate area

he sprinkled feather-light kisses on to the hot skin of her neck, she was his personal heater, his personal sun and he absolutely loved it “i’ll give you want you want baby, i’ll give you everything and anything you want” remmick mumbled against her before grazing his sharp teeth across her neck, giving her a slight warning before sinking his fangs into y/n’s mellow plushy neck. the pain spread all over y/n body, she shivered from the fiery hot sensation spreading like wildfire, y/n fisting remmick’s sweat covered back finding comfort in the person who was causing her pain. maybe she’s as sick as him but that just made them perfect for each other and y/n loved that.

remmick kept gnawing at her neck, black dots in her vision, her eyelids lowering as remmick continued his abuse on her neck, he eventually removed his mouth from the wound on her neck his lips,chin, neck and chest drenched in her blood, she could feel the sticky hot dark red liquid all over her chest. before she her heart slowed down and fully closed her heavy eyes, remmick smiled at her sweetly, his crimson stained teeth in full view “i’ll be right here when you wake honey” his voice sounded far and disorienting, she felt like she was sinking under deep water, darkness took over her vision and silence filled her ears like cotton. this was her choice, this was her decision and she made the right option.

by the time y/n woke, she felt energized and awake. the tiredness from her bones now gone, she stirred from her bed, remmick moved the both of them inside of her home, hidden from the blazing hot morning sun “hey baby, did ya slept well?” asked the familiar husky voice, his hot palm pressing against her lower back “mmhmm, slept amazingly.” y/n admitted, turning to face the handsome male with a smile, something felt different in her mouth, her teeth didn’t feel dull and blunt like before, the ends of her canines were sharp like razor blades and they felt longer than before “so gorgeous…my gorgeous woman” remmick said under his breath, his warm hand rubbing up and down the sides of her frame affectionately “my handsome man” y/n groaned out, wrapping her arm around him and roughly pulling his body to hers, she didn’t know how strong she became, she felt like she had the strength of a thousand men, it felt amazing “woah baby, you treatin’ me like a rag doll now?” remmick moaned out, liking the feeling of being roughly grabbed “i can get used to it” he said before kissing her soft lips, the kiss deepening into a feverish kiss “you’re somethin’ else honey…i’m glad you entered my life, you’re my missing piece” his voice tender and vulnerable with sincerity. he has never experienced anything like this, he never thought he’d be able to feel vulnerability and love especially with the monster he became decades ago, the open bleeding wound in his heart was now patched up, all because of y/n and he couldn’t have it any other way.

“you make my life beautiful y/n..and i’ll thank you even after my last days on earth.” he said, his eyes soft and kind, he rested his head onto the crown of her head, inhaling her comforting scent.

“i love you y/n.”

“i love you remmick”



[eddiesxangel]

The Kissing Booth | E.M x G!N!Reader

Cw: flufffffff, mild angst on Eddie’s part. Smooching. Reader wears lipgloss. No use of pronouns.

Wc 1.4K

Eddie could not believe this was happening to him.

“Nope, nope, no way, man. Over my dead body-“

“What my boy means is he is grateful he is not being suspended and will graciously accept his punishment of volunteering at the school fair.” Wayne looks at his nephew with a glare in his eyes that Eddie hasn’t seen in a very long time.

“Great, then it’s settled,” Ms. Laughlin, the guidance councillor, smiles.

It was happening. Eddie was being served the most gruesome punishment, and all because he skipped P.E. of all classes.

Eddie Munson was being forced not only to participate in the school fair but to work the kissing booth, of all things.

How on earth would he survive this? Not only would he be the laughingstock of the school, but he would also have to endure the absolute embarrassment of having no one come up to his booth, and he would also have to be forced to participate in extracurricular activities.

“Just wait until Hellfire hears about this boy,” Wayne laughs as he drives him and Eddie back to the trailer.

All Eddie could do was roll his eyes; he could never show his face again.

“You’re not going to believe the rumour I heard today.” Nancy looks at you from over her shoulder. She is sat at your vanity.

“What?” You asked, intrigued, as you got dressed and got ready for tonight’s festivities.

“A little birdy told me that a certain someone is working the kissing booth tonight.” She smirks.

“Who?” You challenge her back.

“Who, what?” Robin walks into the bedroom from the bathroom.

“Nancy knows who is working one of the kissing booths tonight, but won’t telling me” you pout.

“Ohhhhhhhh,” Robin smirks knowingly.

“Oh, not you, too! Come on, who is it!”

Robin and Nancy give one another a nod of the head before Nancy speaks.

“Eddie Munson.”

“Ha ha, very funny; you think I’m going to believe that? How gullible do you think I am?” You snort.

“No, it’s true! Shelly from the student council told me when we were working on the student paper! Instead of detention, this is his punishment, to help out at the fair tonight.” She wiggled her brows at you suggestively.

“Who else’s working it?” You try and ask casually.

Your friends knew about your crush on Eddie. It had been about a month since you confessed to one of your late-night sleepovers.

“Um, I’m not too sure what other guy, but I think Chrissy is working the girl's booth. Nancy shrugged.

“Cool…cool…” you turned to the closet, now faced with a sense of anxiety to find the perfect top.

Eddie was actually dying on the inside. Ten minutes until his “shift” at the booth, and he wanted to book it.

Running away would solve his problems, right? He would much rather be suspended than have to endure this humiliation. This was a cruel and unusual punishment.

He watched from the sidelines as Josh was at the booth currently. He was the senior star quarterback on the football team. Everyone wanted him. He could just see now the long line disbursing once he stood there.

"Hey man, you're up next in 5." Eddie was snapped out of his internal monologue when he felt a hand resting on his shoulder. He wasn't sure how long he had been there stewing with his own thoughts. "Don't worry, it's not all bad. Some customers are cute," Josh smirks.

Oh god. What if he actually had to kiss someone tonight? He hadn’t thought of that option. Like, what if some actually came up? What would he do? Are they expecting tongue?

“You have some gum or something?” He asked quickly before Josh left.

He smirked and tossed him a pack of icy mint.

“Thanks.”

Eddie peaked around the corner to where the booth was set up. The fair was set up on the school football field. There was a small sign that said be back in 5 and no lineup to be seen.

That made Eddie feel a bit better; no one was there. That took some humility out of it.

Before Eddie could back out and run, he felt another hard hand on his shoulder.

“Come on, Munson, your time to shine.” Jeff and Gareth practically dragged Eddie to the booth, kicking and screaming.

“You’re the worst friends ever,” Eddie huffed as they backed away from the booth. Watching him so he won’t run away.

“You can't serve the time and shouldn’t do the crime.” Jeff laughed.

“That’s not-“ Eddie was cut off mid-sentence as he saw Robin and Nancy pushing you towards the booth just like he had been moments ago.

“Don’t make me do this,” you plead with your best friends.

“You have to do it,” “It’s now or never,” “He’s right there. Just have him your ticket and pucker your lisp. It’s not that hard,” Robin and Nancy whispered in your ear as they dragged you towards Eddie.

“You guys, please, I can’t!” You say a bit too loudly as you fight back your friends from pushing you up to the booth.

You can see the look on Eddie’s face as you are pushed up the step of the booth. He looks disappointed? Disgusted? You’re not too sure.

You let out an embarrassing squeal as you stumbled in front of Eddie. “Um hi”

Despite not being well-acquainted with Eddie, you couldn't help but notice him whenever he walked by. You only exchanged a few words in passing and learned about him through your friends. Although you never had the opportunity to spend time together, you found him to be irresistibly charming and incredibly good-looking. Whenever you caught a glimpse of him in the cafeteria, he never failed to bring a smile to your face with his silly antics and infectious laughter.

“Uh hey,” he spoke back, clearly uncomfortable.

“Busy night for you?” You ask, trying to delay the inevitable.

“Uh nope.”

“Good,” you smile; the thought of Eddie kissing anyone else made you want to vomit.

“Good?” He cocks a brow at you. “The thought of nobody wanting to come up to the freak of Hawkins High is good to you?”

“Oh I didn’t mean it like-“

“Why are you even here?”

“Oh- well- I um-"

“No, I get it. You’re just here on a dare, or you lost the bet, right? I really thought better of Nancy and Robin; I thought they were my friends… You know I heard you say you can’t do this. I understand the thought of kissing me is so terrible that-“

You couldn't help but cut off Eddei from his intrusive thoughts. You held his face with both hands and smushed your lips together. The thought of Eddie thinking that about you was far worse than the fear of kissing him.

It wasn't everything you had dreamed of. However, the kiss was still nice. You felt the eruption of butterflies fill your stomach as Eddie deepened this kiss himself. You kissed him until you could no longer breathe. Only then is when you pull away.

“Woah”

“I hope that was okay.” You shy away.

“Yeah.” Eddie sighed as he took you in.

As he gazed upon you, he was struck by how pretty you were, which he had overlooked until now. The sweet aroma of strawberries wafted from you as the strawberry lipgloss lingered on his lips, just below his nose.

“Um, here,” you jut out your hand with the crinkled ticket you hadn't yet paid with.

“Oh no, no, the house,” Eddie said without thinking and that made you giggle.

“Well, I really only bought a ticket for this, so I might as well cash it in.” you flirt.

“Ok, yeah, sure. Two for one.” Eddie took the ticket from your hand and brought it back to cup your cheek before kissing you again.

You could hear the giggles and cheers of your friends from behind you in the distance, but your main focus was on Eddie. His soft, plush lips. His minty taste, the way his soft hair tickled your cheeks.

“Ok, lovebirds, that’s enough.” the supervising teacher returned with an unimpressed huff.

You begrudgingly pulled away, but with a smile nonetheless.

“Can I get your number?” Eddie’s mouth was moving before his brain could catch up.

“Come find us later, lover boy.” Robin giggled while snatching your arm and pulled you away before you could answer.

“Dude!” Gareth clapped his hands, having witnessed the whole thing.

“Maybe we should sign up for this,” Jeff laughed. A little jealous of what he just witnessed.

After you, Eddie didn’t care if he got another customer for the rest of the night. Maybe this whole kissing booth thing wasn’t too bad after all.

[violetasteracademic]

A little birdie told me the Elriel tags were in desperate need of some good vibes and unhinged smut, so dropping by to sprinkle a slutty lil one shot!

Summary:

Elain escapes to the Dawn Court for one evening, hoping to ease the pain of her broken heart with the distraction of a ball. But Azriel, the very shadowsinger she has sworn to forget, has followed her. And he isn't too keen on letting other males put their hands on the Night Court seer.

Warnings: Explicit sexual content. Rough sex, exhibitionism, mild pain/power dynamic kink, orgasm denial, breeding kink, garden fucking, yes literal hedge maze fucking, unhinged jealous possessive Azriel and Elain loves it, it's basically just kinky. But very beginner friendly! (er... in my opinion. I guess let me know if I'm wrong about that lolol)

This fic was inspired by Deep End by Ali Hazelwood for @yourstarsmyscars and all the girlies who went insane for Lukas Blomqvist as a modern day Azriel.

Read the fic here

Preview below the cut.

“Elain,” Azriel called after her, but she didn’t slow down. Not until she managed to shove her way through the crowded ballroom and burst out into the garden for a breath of fresh air. “Elain, stop.”

“You’re giving me orders now?” Elain spun on her heel. “What are you doing here, Azriel?”

Azriel’s nostrils flared. “I’m making sure you’re safe. Someone obviously needs to.”

Elain’s jaw fell open, then quickly snapped closed. She was right, then. He’d been sent after her. It stung more than she cared to admit. “I am perfectly safe. Not that it is any business of yours. You can tell my sisters there is nothing to worry about.”

Azriel’s gaze briefly flickered in confusion at the mention of her sisters, but it was gone in an instant, replaced by an icy rage. “Oh really?” Azriel moved in on her, forcing her to retreat until the stone wall halted her movements. “Damon Thatcher is a sniveling creep. There is no way in hell I would let you accept a drink from him.”

“Let me?” Elain’s chest heaved. How dare he? “You don’t control what I do and don’t do Azriel. I will dance with whoever I want and drink champagne with whoever I want, and you don’t get to say a damn word about it.” 

She shoved at his chest, but he snatched her wrists in his hands and pressed her into the wall.

“Not him,” he said, so low and quiet her breath hitched. “Promise me it won’t be him. He’s an ass.”

Elain took a deep breath, trying desperately to clear the fog from the heat of his body and the light, heady buzz from the champagne. “Why does it matter to you?” 

Azriel’s pupils blew wide and his breath sawed through his chest. But he didn’t say a single word.

Elain’s heart was caving in. She couldn’t stand to be this close to Azriel. To breathe in his scent and feel his eyes boring into her, as if he would die if he couldn’t touch her. But he had already proven that wasn’t true. It was a mistake. He never wanted her in the way she thought. So why was he doing this?

“You don’t want me, but no one else gets to have me either? Is that what this is?” She shook her head and turned away, desperate to keep him from seeing the tears forming. “It seems like the only ass here is you, Azriel.” This time, he didn’t stop her when she shoved him away.

It broke something in her. After all this time, she still held on to some fragile hope that she hadn’t imagined everything between them. That the crazed and desperate look she sometimes saw in his eyes wasn’t just… Well, whatever it was. She had no idea anymore. But it hurt too much to try to understand.

“I won’t accept a drink or another dance from Damon,” Elain said over her shoulder. “I… I didn’t like the way he made me feel. But I am not leaving here alone tonight, Azriel. I can’t bear another night alone. So, please. Don’t interfere again.”

Her hand had just barely begun to reach for the knob when darkness swarmed around her.

She landed hard against a cold stone wall, and gasped for breath when the shadows faded and revealed a small fountain surrounded by hedges. Elain had seen the large hedge maze in the Dawn Court gardens, and briefly considered how romantic it would be to sneak quietly away if she indeed found someone she could attempt to distract herself from Azriel with. But it was Azriel himself gripping her wrists and looking like a half crazed animal.

“Azriel,” Elain hissed. “What are you doing?”

“No,” he choked out. 

“No what?”

“No, I don’t want anyone else touching you.”

[sorchathered]

Got my sights set on you- Jake Seresin x reader

Pairing- Jake “Hangman” Seresin x reader

Warnings-language, drinking, Jake being a massive flirt

A/N- I don’t have much of a summary for this, just clearing out my wips for you all and found this little gem I wrote last summer! Hope you enjoy!

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If there was one thing you knew about Jake Seresin it was that he was a massive flirt. Men, women, non-binary, didn’t much matter your gender he was a tease and everyone knew it. Lately he’d set his sights on you, and he was relentless. You had to admit you liked the attention, and dropping him down a peg with snappy comments was always entertaining. You enjoyed the banter between the two of you, it had been fun and games until one night you noticed another girl from the bar had seemed to catch his attention, pulling out all the stops for her instead of sitting and chatting you up. It shouldn’t have bothered you, it was just a game right? Neither of you had ever made a move and he had every right to talk to whoever he pleased. Rooster could see through all your bullshit, sidling up next to you as he followed your eyeline to Jake and the brunette that seemed to have him enthralled in conversation.

“So Vixen, when you gonna admit to yourself that this little thing you’ve got going with Hangman is more than a schoolgirl crush?” You glared up at him and opened your mouth to snap at him but it died in your throat when you saw the sympathetic look on his face, you hated that he could see how transparent you were. “It was just a crush, really, I thought I just enjoyed the back and forth but… shit rooster what am I supposed to do here? It’s Hangman we’re talking about, he doesn’t do relationships, and in the end I’ll just get hurt so what’s the point?” You cradled your head in your hands against the bar top as Bradley patted your shoulder. “Kid I hate to be the one to burst your doom bubble but if you gave that man the time of day he wouldn’t know what to do with himself. I've seen him when he’s just looking for a hook up and that’s not what this is with you. He may be chatting that girl up but he won’t take her home, in fact I don’t think he’s taken anyone home in months, most of the time he just moons over you. I bet if you walked over there right now and told him to take you home he’d be putty in your hands, you wield more power than you know honey.”

You rolled your eyes at him, there was no way in hell he was into you like that, but as rooster passed you a shot of tequila you glanced back at Jake and he was looking right at you. Fuck it, you were going for it. Tossing back the shot you squared your shoulders and swayed your hips as you walked towards him, he wasn’t paying a bit of attention to the girl talking his ear off anymore, eyes completely focused on you. “Hey Vix, haven’t seen you all night-“ he said as you pressed yourself between him and the brunette, shock crossing his features as you waved her off.

“Uh we were talking!”

“And now you’re not, see how that works?”

You hit her with an icy glare and blessedly little miss tag chaser seemed to take the hint, off to lick her wounds with god knows who. That wasn’t your business or your problem. Right now you need to keep the momentum going and get your man.

“So a little birdie told me that I should shoot my shot, how about it, Seresin? You talk a big game, wanna take me home?” For once in your life Jake Seresin was at a loss for words, mouth opening and closing like a fish, completely in shock.

“Uh-I- yeah-yeah absolutely. Sweet Jesus darlin’ please don’t fuck with me, I don’t know if my heart can take it.” The cocksure grin is back, but you can tell he’s still unsure, so you slide even closer and press your lips to his. It starts out completely innocent, just reassurance that you are actually into him, but you quickly remember who you’re dealing with and Jake Seresin certainly isn’t all talk, sliding one hand into your hair and the other into the back pocket of your jeans, running his tongue along your lips as you give him entrance, letting him make out with you right here in the middle of the bar, where all your coworkers can see.

You can hear whoops and whistles from your friends and it breaks you both apart, taking in deep breaths between your giggles. “Still up for taking me home?” You whisper as you smooth your hands through his golden hair, and where you expect more sexual innuendo and banter you’re left with something more. He smiles down at you and kisses your nose, the look he’s giving is melting you from the inside out, maybe Rooster was right; maybe this wasn’t just fun and games. “I can definitely take you home sugar, but I don’t want just a hook up from you, I’m thinking tomorrow you let me take you on a real date, you deserve to be treated to all the bells and whistles baby girl.” If you gave him the chance he’d wife you up on the spot if he was honest, but he’d give you some time before he told you all the ideas he had for the future.

You looked a little shell shocked at that, sure he’d been flirty but he’d never once made you think he was interested in more than a night or two.

“I can see the wheels turning in that pretty head y/n, don’t overthink it baby, just let me show you how good I can be.”

And he was, in fact, very good.

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Tagging- @roosterforme @shanimallina87 @jessicab1991 @honeytwrites @heavenssins @dizzybee03 @kissmecaitie @sio-ina-bottle @sunsetsimpsblog @mynameismckenziemae @trickphotography2 @seitmai @callsigns-haze

[starmocha]

When you accidentally notice a running theme in your writings 👉👈

For those wanting to scratch that special itch (so to speak), I curated this list of all of those...special fics and scenarios of mine if you're looking for a specific something-something (read: breeding kink 😈 and/or family fics 🥹). Please be mindful of the ratings. Yes, there will be more in the future, I've accepted my fate. 😔🫶

LINKS: Regular Masterlist ⋆ ★ Series Index ⋆ ★ Tag List ⋆ ★ AO3

last updated: may 20, 2025

FAMILY FICS (SFW)

Featuring the LADS men as fathers. Most stories will center primarily around fatherhood, but some may just be a short scene. While the majority are SFW, the ones that aren't will have MDNI listed alongside them.

sing little birdie

Stories about Sylus and his three-year-old daughter. status: ongoing indefinitely // updated sporadically 01. Rock-a‐Bye 02. Hide-and-Seek 03. Little Dino 04. Be My Valentines 05. April Showers Bring May Flowers — random scenarios: 01. Taking Little Birdie to the Amusement Park 02. Daddy is a Kitty?

standalone fics & scenarios

— fics: Sunday Reset i'm on the run with you, my sweet love — 《 MDNI 》 — random scenarios: Risky Pregnancy + Deaths of Mother and Child Risky Pregnancy

sweet little snowdrop

Stories about Zayne and his three-year-old son. status: ongoing indefinitely // updated sporadically 01. 12:30 PM Checkup 02. Carrot Cake 03. Doctor's Note 04. Keep It Icy 05. would you still love me if i was a carrot? (questions and concerns of a three-year-old boy)

standalone fics & scenarios

— random scenarios: Risky Pregnancy + Deaths of Mother and Child Risky Pregnancy

pretty little coral

Stories about Rafayel and his three-year-old son. status: ongoing indefinitely // updated sporadically 01. The Deep Sea 02. Whale You Love Me Forever?

standalone fics & scenarios

— random scenarios: Risky Pregnancy + Deaths of Mother and Child Risky Pregnancy Decorating Nursery

bright little starlight

Stories about Xavier and his two-year-old daughter. status: ongoing indefinitely // updated sporadically 01. Time-Out

standalone fics & scenarios

— random scenarios: Risky Pregnancy + Deaths of Mother and Child Risky Pregnancy

fly little pilot

Stories about Caleb and his two-year-old son. status: ongoing indefinitely // updated sporadically 01. Apple of My Eye

standalone fics & scenarios

— random scenarios: Risky Pregnancy + Deaths of Mother and Child Risky Pregnancy Endless Summer Sweet Little You

[MISC]

standalone fics & scenarios

— random scenarios: When U Come Back (Caleb/MC/Zayne)

BREEDING KINK (MDNI)

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) baby making time yes i'll probably get to the others eventually it depends on my demon, i mean my muse........

SYLUS

— light breeding kink Relentless Conqueror want me, need me, love me — intense breeding kink Elysium birds of a feather (series) 01. but if it's forever, it's even better 02. it was always you 03. epilogue (coming...eventually) Bride of the Dragon King (series - in epilogue only) 01. Prelude 02. Bride of the Dragon King (coming soon) 03. Epilogue (coming soon) — random scenarios: Horny Tribal!Sylus Thoughts

ZAYNE

— intense breeding kink the 3-part Zayne breeding kink fic of my dreams had somehow turned into the Snowdrop Conception Fic akfklafklafaklkasklalkalsk from osmanthus to snowdrop 01. baby fever and lots and lots of birthday sex 02. first trimester and oh by the way 03. second trimester and craving carrots (and more carrots) 04. third trimester and [wip title] 05. you and me and baby make three — random scenarios: A Polite Doctor Lesson Learned (?)

RAFAYEL

PLACEHOLDER <3 WILL HAVE THE FISHIE BREED US WHEN I AM LESS OF A COWARD ABOUT WRITING SPICY RAF LOL intertidal zone does make me want to help repopulate lemuria i mean what

XAVIER

PLACEHOLDER <3 BLORBO BY PROXY THE MAN THAT YOU ARE devs i want to suck his thumb (and his cock)

CALEB

PLACEHOLDER <3 THE 3-PART CALEB BREEDNG KINK SERIES OF MY DREAM WILL COME TRUE EVENTUALLY

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Thanks for reading! ☆

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[naffeclipse]

A Gesture Returned Pt. 2

Reader x Orca!Eclipse

Commission Info

I return with another lovely request by the sweet @rinzydings who asked for a little continuation! Y/N has accepted life as a siren and a mate to Orca!Eclipse, they miss just a thing or two from their human days. Eclipse helps to make things a little better. I hope you enjoy! <3

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The Arctic sea is icy blue and calm. The depths once terrified you, how the waves seemed to swallow whole whatever touched its surface, but you are no longer the small and ill-adapted human you once were. 

A strong and sleek tail propels you through the glacier dotted waters. Ice floes gather upon the surface and create a patchy field of white and dark. To the far side of you, a towering land mass of ice and frozen rock juts into the sky and breaks up the pale mist. The cold does not sink into your bones and cause you to shiver. Though your upper half is bare, you have no fear of freezing. Magic and the natural blubber of your tail combined to keep you safe.

This is your home. When you first arrived for the simple objective of taking photos, you never dreamed of who you would meet in the frigid temperatures nor how much it would change your very existence. 

You love being a siren. Very rarely have you longed or desired for something only your human hands could get a hold of, but while you draw your fingertips just under the surface to watch ripples bloom outwards at your touch, you remember a few things. Your camera, for one. There are so many incredible sights to see that Eclipse has guided you too, and he waited with baited breath for your excitement. The world is beautiful. You had set out to capture those images and share them with others, and succeeded. Now, you enjoy them for yourself.

Another, as silly and strange as it sounds, is dancing. You were never particularly skilled. It was simply a way to express how much you enjoyed a song or felt like getting excitable energy out when you were alone. 

You slow for a moment to gaze at yourself in the dark teal depths. Holding out your arms, you study the shape of your limbs, then slip your gaze down to your tail. Black and white flukes wave slightly to allow you to tread water. The breath in your lungs is still strong, fresh. 

Eclipse can dance. You’ve sat in reverent awe of his ability to cut powerfully through the deep darkness of the sea and effortlessly bound over the surface in graceful bows. Maybe he wouldn’t use that word, but you find it beautiful all the same.

Maybe you can still dance, even now. 

You slowly hold out your arm and tilt your hand, drawing it upwards and softly flicking your tail. Your body turns in a makeshift pirouette. The urge to arch a leg and separate your lower half from itself comes and goes, and your tail gives an awkward jerk. You stop, drifting slightly in your lost momentum. It is very different. 

Again, you begin turning. You focus on your arms, on the push of your flukes and the sweeping motion of your tail. The water sloshes around you, bubbles conjured at your flips and leaps, though you remain just below the surface. 

A frown touches your mouth as you find yourself struggling to conquer what you think is a proper dance. You’re not Eclipse. You don’t have his great power and slipstream grace in the ocean. You were once a human, now a siren, who is learning how to dance again.

Again, you try to twist yourself as if you were spinning upon air and find a way to step with the tips of your flukes, but the attempt slips down your body in awkward jolts and unnatural movements. Your tail strains against itself. Your arms hold heavy in the water, and you huff a gurgle of air that darts upwards.

In your distraction, you don’t catch the familiar approach of a black and white, red tipped siren. You stare down your tail until large hands, adorn in black-bone claws, take hold of your waist, and lift you to the surface where you take a gentle, deep gasp.

“Birdie,” Eclipse rumbles. He floats gently along the surface, leaning back slightly as he pulls you against his chest. Your back lights flat against him, your dorsal fin brushing against his side. “What were you doing just a moment ago? It looked strange.”

You laugh quietly. Sensing his genuine curiosity, you gently turn in his embrace to lay your hands against his chest. His powerful tail flicks and allows you two to drift seamlessly along the surface. He keeps your head above water.

“Dancing,” you confess, though a frustrated flush fills your face. “I was trying to, at least.”

His eyes gleam brightly. He draws a hand along your hip, caressing your skin along the seam of where it melts down into black and white flesh. 

“What reason did you feel to start dancing?” The intrigue in his voice makes you blush slightly. “Perhaps I can be of some assistance.”

A tease touches the corner of your mouth.

“So eager, aren’t you?”

“I am,” he dips his chin firmly. The beautiful flare of the frills around his head seem to burn brighter red for a moment. “How do you dance?”

“Oh, well, I…” You pause and look down Eclipse before lifting your chin. The effort you expel to put together the image of two humans dancing is difficult, but you try nonetheless. If only you had a picture of such a thing. Frustration begins to claw along your throat when you near a faltering end of your vision.

Eclipse stops you gently with a claw to your jawline.

“Show me.”

A stillness falls over you. His certainty, however, gives the gentle push you require.

You slide slightly off of him. Before his expression can morph into displeasure at your distance, you gently take his hands in yours. The seashells decorating his wrist click softly together as you bring your chests closer.

“Place your hand here,” you instruct gently as you set his palm upon your hip. “Then hold my hand here.”

You extend his arm. Though his size is greater than yours, he adjusts to match you. 

“Tell me more,” Eclipse rumbles, low in his chest. The vibrations touch you, and you smile. 

“If we were human, we would step together, sort of in a square,” your thoughts grow heavy as you try to translate the motion. You tug him gently, gliding through the sea in an uncertain and strange manner. You are not two humans dancing.

You are sirens. 

A low hum lifts from Eclipse. Before you can grow anxious that you’ve tried to impose a very human element upon two aquatic creatures, Eclipse gently flaps his flukes. He draws you backwards with his movement. You gasp softly. He pulls you into another motion, and this time, you flick your tail to keep up with his motion. 

You lift your eyes. His gaze is already upon you, warm in the Arctic. Like twin suns, his eyes of yellow and red hold you softly as he replicates something you haven’t felt in a long time.

“I do miss your legs,” he says in a low, nostalgic tone while taking you into another motion with the push of his tail, “but I adore how you are now.”

A sweet warmth comes upon you. Clutching his hand, and resting your other on his shoulder, you lean in closer in this makeshift, watery waltz. 

“I do, too,” you murmur. 

Resting your head on his shoulder, Eclipse leads you effortlessly along the surface. The water splashes against your shoulders. The ocean tugs on your flukes but Eclipse is steady as the sky while dancing you through his world.

It feels right. He understands how the motions should go, even without legs, and you are falling into the hypnotic rhythm with a dreamy satisfaction.

“We must dance like this more often,” he rasps close to your ear. He turns his head gently to lay a kiss to your cheek. “Now, let me show you how I dance.”

Perking up at his affection, you smile while squeezing his hand.

Eclipse grins. He stops with a slight jolt, and his touch falls away from your hip as he unweaves his fingers from between your own. He slips away. Much to your cold confusion, you clutch your empty palms and watch him gather a deep breath. The orca siren grins his pearly white teeth before diving below. 

Your tail swishes back and forth. Peering through the blurry veil of the surface, you watch his shape descend down, down, down. Slowly, you lower yourself into the ocean. Blinking your eyes, you find him in the dazzling depths. Eclipse begins to wind back and forth. His powerful tail works through the thick brine and his dorsal fin arches high and proud. He twists back to the surface. His toothy smile is still in place, his eyes set ablaze with determination.

Then he begins to swim. Speeding like a torpedo through the deep blue, he rises, higher and higher. You find your breath catching in your throat as you follow him up towards the very sky. You jerk through the surface just as he breaks through it. For a moment, he seems to fly. The orca siren sails, his body a beautiful curve of power and elegance, before he crashes back down with a magnificent splash. 

Water cascades over you. Salty sea spray pushes your short hair onto your face. Eclipse calls out your name. A bubbling, joyous sound rises from your lips as you peel away the sobbing wet strands from your forehead. 

A gentle wave reaches you before you lift your head once more, and find Eclipse reaching for you. His hands lightly grasp your arms before tugging you closer.

“That is how I dance,” he rumbles softly, lowering his head to press his forehead to yours.

“I love it,” you utter, breathless. “You’re so incredible and handsome. I wish I could be as balletic.”

He chortles a rough but nonetheless sweet sound. He caresses your arms, sliding his touch down to your hands.

“You will,” he declares. “Come dance with me.” 

You blink. He sets his expression, unwavering set upon this moment, and you beam.

“Okay,” you breathe, eager.

He squeezes your hands one, then releasing one, he dives underneath, taking you with him. He builds his speed with strong waves of his tail. You push yourself. Using the strength of your sleek and strong body, you shoot into the depths. 

The water darkens. Eclipse clutches your hand tight. For one brief moment, you two are one, weaving and twirling together, held within a frosted sea. But he turns you back to the surface. From a great distance, the surface glitters with refractions of the sun, and you feel no fear for how close the darkness below you lies. You are caught in a salty twilight.

Eclipse squeezes your hand. You look at him and your instinct answers. In one movement together, you charge for the light. Up, and up, and up, you struggle and fight until the surface twinkles just within reach. Hand in hand, you and Eclipse launch into the air. 

You fly with your mate. Weightless, endless, you float between ocean and sky. Water scatters, and you dance. 

He pulls you against him just as you both crash back to the surface. His back takes the brunt of the impact and water rushes back to welcome you two, but you are laughing. You hide your face against Eclipse’s neck. He booms with joy, a thunderous cackle that leaves you with more mirth. 

He holds you tight and keeps you along the surface. 

“You are so beautiful, my mate,” he declares.

You touch his cheek.

“You are stunning,” you stroke the sleek and smooth markings of his visage. “Thank you for dancing with me.”

“We can dance whenever you wish, birdie.” Eclipse takes your hand, and sets his other on your hip. “Merely say the word. I am yours.”

You beam at him. Whatever lingering nostalgia there is clinging to your rib cage surely melts away as Eclipse pulls you into another waltz in the Arctic Ocean.

[bakersstreetirregulars]

Trip to Paradise: Part 1 - Patch Notes

As copied from [this] developer blog post.

1. NEW COOKIE & PET

- Blue Slushy Cookie: Shoots arrows and flies ahead.

- Icy Birdie: Sings and creates Harmony Jellies.

2. OTHER

GOLD CHEST UPDATE!

- You can now obtain Gold Tickets in various game modes.

- Play your desired game mode and open Gold Chests!

GEM EXCHANGE CENTER!

- Rewards in various game modes will be changed to Gold Gems!

- You can exchange Gold Gems for the rewards you desire at the Gem Exchange Center.

- Check out the Gem Exchange Center offering Crystals, Rainbow Cubes, Costumes, Lobby Designs, and more!

(*Existing resources can be used in the temporary exchange for two months.)

REWARDS BUTTON ADDED!

- We have added a Rewards button for you to check any important rewards easily.

- Check Gold Chests, Gem Exchange Center, Escape Levels, and Mission rewards all in one place!

ESCAPE LEVELS

- The Escape Level button in the main lobby will be replaced with the Rewards button.

COFFEE COOKIE IS HERE!

- You can obtain Coffee Cookie by opening Gold Chests with friends you have invited!

- For more details, see Event > Invite a Friend and Meet Coffee Cookie!

TITLE EVENT: THE PARADISE TEST

- Embark on a journey to become a true Dessert Guardian!

- Play the Paradise Test and claim the limited Title and Gold Gems!

- Event Duration:

- Chapter 1: September 26, 10:00 - October 12, 08:00 (GMT+9)

- Chapter 2: October 12, 09:00 - October 27, 10:00 (GMT+9)

*The event will not be available during October 12, 08:00 - October 12, 09:00 (GMT+9) for final reward calculation.

CURIOUS RAINBOW MINE

- Visit the mine every day and get Rainbow Cubes!

Event Duration: September 27, 12:00 - October 3, 23:59:59 (GMT+9)

SPECIAL COSTUME DRAW

The two wonderful dances for the paradise:

- Blue Slushy Cookie's Glacial Waltz (Super Epic)

- Sugar Glass Cookie's Butterfly Fairy's Ballet (Super Epic)

Event Duration: September 26, 10:00 - November 15, 08:00 (GMT+9)

SPECIAL JELLY SHAPE DRAW

Shaved blue ice with a cherry on top! A refreshing Jelly Set!

- Crunchy Slushy Jelly Set (Epic)

Event Duration: September 26, 10:00 - November 15, 08:00 (GMT+9)

BREAKOUT: RANDOM CHALLENGE

- If the season ends mid-run, you will now receive a 30th-place final reward and progress to a new season.

TECHNICAL LICENSE

- The Technical License has been moved from the Escape Levels tab to the mode selection screen.

VIBRATION EFFECT

- For devices using Android versions below 13.0, we have changed the default vibration setting to OFF. If you wish to continue using the vibration effect on these devices, please check the vibration effect settings in Settings > Game > Lab.

IN-GAME FRAME

- To ensure fair competition, frame length will now be fixed in the following modes:

- Cookie Trials

- Breakout (Excluding Breakout: Random Challenge)

TROPHY RACE: LAND'S END

MAPS

- The Flowers of Spring map has been replaced with the Fun-Filled CookieLand map.

- Due to map changes and additions, Dr. Wasabi Cookie's Best Combi Generator will be temporarily unavailable. (Scheduled to be available again on September 29)

BALANCE ADJUSTMENTS & BUG FIXES

COOKIES

1. Sugar Glass Cookie

- Increased Flower Observation Points for levels excluding level 15

- Increased points for Sugarglass Shard Jellies

- Increased points for Sugar Flower Petal Jellies

2. Moon Rabbit Cookie

- Changed so that Honey Rice Cake Jellies created by the Magic Candy skill will always be drawn towards the Cookie

- Added a feature to limit the maximum number of times Honey Rice Cake Jellies can be created upon landing

- Removed the feature where the number of Honey Rice Cake Jellies created upon landing varied with jump height

- Changed the Combi Bonus Treasure to Tricolor Chewy Rice Cake from Star Candy Globe

- Increased points for Honey Rice Cake Jellies

3. Wind Archer Cookie

- Increased Energy by 8

- Added a feature to activate magnetism upon sliding

- Changed Wind Feather Jellies to receive additional effects from the basic skill's Wind Spirit Jellies, along with a score reduction.

- Increased points for Wind Spirit Jellies

PETS

1. Moon Mortar

- Fixed an issue where the magnetism effect continued during Bonus Time while the Pet's skill was active

- Changed so that when the Pet's skill is active, and you enter and exit from Bonus Time, the magnetism effect only activates for the remaining time

- Reduced cooldown time by 3.5 sec

- Increased points for Full Moon Rice Cake Jellies

2. Windcatcher

- Changed the skill to make the Pet move ahead when activated

- Increased cooldown time by 4.6 sec

- Reduced skill activation time

- Slowed down the Energy drain during skill activation

- Increased points for Grassleaf Jellies

TREASURE

1. Butterfly Brooch

- Reduced cooldown time by 2.5 sec

- Reduced points for Scale Powder Jellies

- Changed the Butterfly Catch Points to be fixed regardless of the level and Scale Powder Jelly points to increase gradually

- Reduced Combi Bonus points

COMBI BONUSES

1. Sugar Glass Cookie & Nectar Delight

- Increased points for Sugarglass Shard Jellies

2. Moon Rabbit Cookie & Moon Mortar

- Increased points for Honey Rice Cake Jellies

3. Wind Archer Cookie & Windcatcher

- Increased points for Wind Spirit Jellies

OTHER

1. Fixed an issue where certain Cookies, Pets, and Treasures created an excessive amount of Jelly when reducing the frame rate in modes with a fixed frame rate.

- The list of Cookies, Pets, and Treasures that had this issue:

- Cookies: Avocado Cookie, Cream Puff Cookie, Moon Rabbit Cookie, Pancake Cookie, Rockstar Cookie, Macaron Cookie, Sparkling Cookie, Skating Queen Cookie, Dark Enchantress Cookie

- Pets: Giggle Bomb, Backpacky, Marshmallow Hamster, Paper Boat Sailor, Castanets, Lemon Slice, Pancake Frisbee, Meat King, Cloud Pelican

- Treasures: Coin Fireworks Box, Ticking Treasure Chest

- Some platforms or obstacles that generate Jellies

COOKIE TRIALS

1. Sugar Glass Cookie's Trial

- Point requirements adjusted accordingly

2. Wind Archer Cookie's Trial

- Changed the placement of Jellies in Bonus Time

- Point requirements adjusted accordingly

[alwaysurvalentine]

Three Strikes and You're Out! - st fic

This is a follow up to: this - wc: 2.8k - cw: nothing to worry about I think!

enjoy! 💛

Eddie decides to talk to Robin first. He’s not sure what to expect when she swings her front door open and yells over her shoulder to Mrs. Buckley. 

“I’ll be back in a bit, go ahead and eat!” 

And then she’s stomping over to his van and looking at him expectantly from the passenger seat. He almost trips rushing to follow her, but is able to start his car in one piece.

“I was wondering when you were going to come by. Steve mentioned things didn’t go over well the other night.” She says it bluntly and Eddie flinches. He knows the other night could’ve gone better. Like a dog with a bone, he’s been dissecting the other night in great detail. Can’t stop thinking of how frustrated Steve seemed with himself, how the words ‘stupid’ and ‘bullshit’ dripped vitriol from his mouth, and how he let the other boy leave in such a hurry. He taps his hands against the steering wheel softly before answering.

“Yeah. It wasn’t good, Birdie. I really messed up.” Personally, he doesn’t think ‘messed up’ really covers it. He feels like he walked himself right off the edge of a pier into icy waters. Steve hasn’t answered the couple of times he’s called and the only reason why Eddie’s not searching town for him is knowing that Steve has at least been giving the brats rides to the arcade. Hearing his voice on the radio has been enough, but Eddie can’t take the closed off silence he’s getting now. 

“So I’ve heard. Wanna tell me how things went from your perspective?”

He tells her the story once they get to the diner. There’s a plate of fries between them but Eddie just picks at them instead of actually eating. Robin’s blue eyes feel like daggers so he’s been more focused on watching the parking lot than looking at her.

“Like I said, I know I messed up.”

It’s quiet for a moment before Robin speaks up again, words calm.

“Do you even know how you did?”

And Eddie realizes, he doesn’t really. He knows Steve is upset but to be this upset over a D&D game? There’s something more under the surface – that’s why he was drawn to Robin. If anyone is going to know what the root of the problem is, it’s Steve’s own nerdy band soulmate. She has to know why Steve pulled away halfway through the session. Eddie had thought things were going well; Dustin had helped Steve with his character, Jeff let him borrow some of his dice, and Steve had been asking questions. But they all asked questions when they started! Sometimes Gareth even had to double check an action versus the rules during his turns. 

The more Eddie thinks about it though, Steve had only asked a couple questions before Mike had made some comment under his breath. It wasn’t long after that that the ex-jock had said he’d be gone for a quick break but to continue without him. A quick break turned into him not coming back to the table at all and Eddie wrapping up the session early to everyone’s disappointment. After everyone went home is when things went downhill, but he still doesn’t know why it bothered Steve so much.

“Eddie.” Robin’s voice sounds pitying, like she’s sad he wasn’t able to make this connection on his own. “You said it yourself, you can’t be good at everything you try the first time. But this is Steve we’re talking about. He feels like he can’t mess up. If he ever slips up, you know what those kids of his do?”

Eddie does. He knows the kids, especially Mike and Dustin, tend to fixate on Steve’s slip ups. They’re just like siblings in that way, but Steve’s always been an only child. Eddie can imagine that the constant harping probably sits a little heavier on Steve’s shoulder than the kids realize. He pulls his gaze from the window and looks at Robin again. 

Something like regret is crawling up his spine – he helped make a space where Steve felt bad for messing up, and then yelled at him for not trying.

“Oh Birdie, I really messed up. How do I fix this? I just wanted to share this with him. And I know all the kids did too. He’s their glorified big brother, whether he realizes it or not – they just want to have more in common with him.” 

She’s nodding along to his words, plate now empty except for the last dredges of the ketchup she’d put there earlier. “Maybe it’s not so much that they need to share what they like with him, but that you guys need to share what he likes. I may not care about sports as much as he does, but I’ve played on bleachers long enough to follow a game. Sometimes that’s what our hang outs are: he puts on the latest game and I paint my nails or work on patches for my jacket. He’s got his own interests, you know? That’s what makes him who he is – he just goes along with what everyone else likes because no one really likes his stuff except for-”

“Lucas. Robin Buckley, you are a genius.”

~

That’s how Eddie finds himself at the Sinclair’s house a couple hours later. He’d radioed Lucas as soon as he dropped off Robin and was pleasantly surprised to find out he was free that afternoon. Things were rocky between them for a while, with Eddie replacing him with Erica while he played the championship game. Steve had been the one to get Eddie to apologize about it. Made Eddie see how important both games had been to Lucas, how unfair it was to force him to pick one over he other. Especially since one has a coach breathing down the players necks to make sure they’re at every game, unlike the Hellfire Club getting to pick their meeting days and times. Lucas forgave him as soon as he said sorry but Eddie vowed he’d do better in the future about re-scheduling to make sure there weren’t issues. He couldn’t imagine having a show and none of his friends showing up. 

“Hey Eddie! Lucas mentioned you were coming by.” Mrs. Sinclair welcomed him in, gesturing for him to follow her into the kitchen. It was nice to be accepted so easily into their home, he’d worried when meeting all of the party's parents that they would decide he was the hell raiser people claimed him to be without giving him a real chance. Looking back, he should’ve known better – there’s no way his sheep would have parents that weren’t at least a little open minded. 

He follows her to the kitchen and gets hit with a wave of warmth and the smell of brown sugar. Mrs. Sinclair slips on a faded blue oven mitt before pulling a tray of cookies from the oven.

“Are the cookies done yet?” Little Erica comes around the corner and raises an eyebrow at Eddie. “And when did you get here?” 

“Just got here. Your mom just pulled the cookies out, so you’ve got impeccable timing as always Lady Applejack.” He grins down at her when she brightens at the promise of warm cookies. It’s nice to see the kids getting to be kids after everything. 

“Lucas is in the backyard, will you bring him some of these before someone tries to eat them all.” Mrs. Sinclair smiles and nods her head towards Erica, who’s trying to save a cookie from the floor since it’s so warm it’s falling apart. 

Lucas tosses the ball as soon as Eddie steps outside and lets out an excited ‘whoop!’ when it goes into the basket. “Nice one?” Eddiesounds less confident when he says it but he’s also very aware he wouldn’t be able to do the same thing no matter how hard he tried. The smile he gets from Lucas rids him of his nervousness though and he holds out the plate of cookies. 

“I’ve been sent with snacks.” The plate’s taken from his hands quickly, cookie in Lucas’ mouth in seconds. 

“Thanks. So what’d you wanna talk about? Not that I don’t like seeing you, we just don’t usually hang out one on one.” 

Guilt fills Eddie’s stomach, especially since he’s here to ask a favor. But honestly, maybe this is good for him. To learn more about Lucas too. 

“Well. I’m gonna level with you. I need you to teach me about sports.”

~

Sports are much more complicated than Eddie ever gave them credit for. Lucas spent the afternoon going over the different rules for basketball. He’d tried to follow as best he could, and while some stuff stuck, like what exactly a three-pointer was and why dribbling was so important – Eddie knows he’s far from being a sports fan. When Lucas had mentioned that Steve’s favorite had been baseball, he’d hoped to learn some there too. But baseball wasn’t Lucas’ passion so he’d put off that research for later.

Even if he didn’t get all of it, it was nice to see Lucas so excited. He’s seen the kid during campaigns, planning out different attacks with the group, but now he’s kind of excited to see him in action on the court. Kid’s got a good heart and with how strongly he adores the group, Eddie knows the passion has to show when he plays. 

So he leaves with a smile on his face and his heart full. He really is lucky to have these people in his life. 

~

“Uncle Wayne! Just the man I wanted to see!” 

Just like he expected, Eddie walks in to the trailer to see Wayne watching a game on the couch. It’s his day off and usually that means Eddie lets him have the trailer to relax until dinner time and then they eat together. Eddie’s cut into a couple hours of what he likes to call ‘Wayne’s TV Time’ but he knows his uncle won’t mind. 

After toeing off his shoes and hanging his vest, Eddie plops down next to Wayne. The older man jostles with the movement but doesn’t say anything as he turns the TV down. All of a sudden, Eddie is nervous. He knows Wayne won’t judge him for asking, especially once he knows why he needs to know all about baseball. But he also hates admitting he hurt someone, unintentional or not.

“Out with it, Ed.” 

Eddie stops messing with his rings at his uncle’s voice. “I need your help with something.” 

“You know I always have your back, what’s going on?” 

And it all spills out. Trying to play D&D with Steve, the conversation after, his goal to understand Steve more before apologizing properly.

“Sounds like you’re already on track. Whatcha need me for?” 

“Well, I’m so glad you asked. IneedyoutoteachmeallaboutbaseballsothatIcantalktoSteveaboutit.”

“How about you try that while breathing?”

“I need you to teach me about baseball so that I can talk to Steve about it.”

~

Thankfully Wayne has the patience of a saint because Eddie asks him a question nearly every time he goes to explain something.

“How do you know it’s in the strike zone?”

“There’s different ways to throw the ball? And it’s all based off of one guy’s hand code on which one to do?”

“So what you’re saying is that every player has different ability scores that make them better players in different positions?” 

“You can steal bases?”

“How come a run isn’t a point?”

“A top and bottom inning? Kinky. Whose idea was that?” 

~

Wayne’s been asleep for a couple of hours when Eddie hears a soft knock at the trailer door. He’d heard a car pull up a few minutes before but just figured it was one of the neighbors finally getting home. He definitely wasn’t expecting to see Steve on his doorstep. 

“Steve?” “Eddie-”

“Come in -” “I just want to say-”

Steve huffs a laugh, eyes crinkling at the corners for a second before a small frown overtakes his face. The shadows of the porch make the expression deeper, somber almost.

“Come in for a minute?” He sounds pleading to his own ears, but it doesn’t stop Eddie from backing into the trailer – trusting Steve to follow him to his room. His room is a bit of a mess, clothes on the floor and a couple boxes still left unpacked from when they moved. There’s a a few notebooks laying open on his bed, notes he’d taken today and connections he’s tried to make. He wasn’t quite ready for this talk with Steve but he’s more prepared than he was the other day.

“So, Eddie...I just wanted to say I was sorry.” 

Eddie whips around to face Steve, notebooks now in a stack in his hands. 

“You’re unbelievable.” 

Steve’s brows furrow at Eddie’s words, confusion and indignation filling his eyes. 

“What?”

“Only you would apologize for something that’s not your fault. Unbelievable. Steve, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hut your feelings the other day. I was just so excited for you to be playing with us that I didn’t think about you being nervous about it.” 

The indignation in Steve’s eyes fades and all he’s left with is the eyes of a sad puppy dog. He almost looks lost, shoulders hunched in slightly to make him appear smaller. 

“What does that matter? I still ruined the fun.” Somehow, he makes himself even smaller. Eddie’s stomach turns at the sight. Steve shouldn’t be so practiced in making himself small and Eddie’s going to do everything he can to get him out of that habit.

“No you didn’t. Us being pig-headed ruined the fun. Stop looking at me like that, come here.” His mattress sinks when he sits and he pats the bedding next to him. 

“I mean it, come here. I wanna show you something. It’s what I’ve been working on these couple of days.”

Finally, Steve comes to sit next to him. Unlike so many times before he’s stiff next to Eddie, not letting himself relax. 

“So I’m gonna be honest here. I was really confused when you left the other night. Some of the stuff you said didn’t seem like it was really about me. But that doesn’t matter. You know, why?” 

A shake of his head is the only response Eddie gets.

“Because at the end of the day, we made you feel like you couldn’t ask questions. I made you feel bad too. So I might’ve reached out to a couple of people for help. If it’s one thing that Wayne’s taught me, it’s to apologize. I talked to Buckley first.”

Finally, a small smile from Steve that stays there. 

“She pointed out something I should’ve been able to figure out on my own. We all have our own interests and you always make space for it. But we don’t ever do the same for you.” 

“Ed-”

“Don’t fight me on this. You always let us talk about what we want, you always host for us; you always look out for us. It’s about time more than one of us takes the time to do it for you too. Anyway, so then I talked with the other sports nerds in my life: Lucas and Wayne. And I came up with this!”

Steve hasn’t stopped smiling which is giving Eddie more confidence by the minute. He grabs at the notebooks he moved earlier, flipping back a couple of pages before leaning into Steve’s space. At the top of the page he’s written ‘D&D vs Baseball’. To Steve, the notes probably look crazy. There’s a couple doodles of dice and baseballs around the page and his writing is messy from where he tried connecting the two while laying in his bed.

“What is this?” Gently, Steve takes the notebook from Eddie’s hands, fingers tracing the rough sketch of a baseball field. 

“If you want to give D&D another try, I think I found a better way of describing it.” Eddie’s full on grinning now, knows his dimples are exposed with his happiness. “But, if you never wanna play again I get that too.”

“Eddie.” Only five letters, but Steve still chokes on them slightly. His hazel eyes are filled with tears and the smile drops from Eddie’s face.

“Wait – no, I didn’t mean to make you cry! Was this a bad idea?” He goes to take the notebook back but Steve tightens his grip. Honey eyes lock with Eddie’s even as a tear falls. 

“No, this is so nice.” Steve looks at the notes again and brushes at the tears on his cheeks. “I don’t know what all these notes mean, but it looks like you might be on to something.” 

Steve smiles at Eddie and sets the notebook to the side. And then Eddie’s being hugged. Steve can’t be comfortable, twisted and leaning like he is – but Eddie hugs back anyway. Wraps his arms around Steve and rests a gentle hand on the back of Steve’s head where he’s tucked into Eddie’s neck. Steve squeezes around his middle once and then backs up, tears no longer falling but his smile remaining. 

“Think you can try and explain these notes to me?”

Wanted to tag: @adverbally , @ravenfrog , and @blossomingblueberries. Thanks for your support/interest in another part! I hope this did it justice! 💛

Now officially with a third part! pt. 3

[carefreecoffee]

Fluffmas Day 9: Icy hands w/ Keigo Takami

Word count: 1k, Gender-neutral Reader

Keigo opened up the front door to his home, having finished a long shift on patrol from noon until the sun had begun setting.

He quietly slipped his shoes off and closed the door behind him glancing around until he saw you curled up on the couch bundled up in a bunch of your shared blankets as you watched the television. “Hey Birdy” A smirk tugged at his lips as he made his way to and sat down next to you.

“Ya look like a burrito” He teased gently, running hand over your covered leg.

You grin, glancing above the blanket and meeting his golden eyes with a smirk. “Comfier than you by a long shot”

He let out a soft scoff, leaning against the back of the couch, crossing one leg over the other. He reached over and gave your blankets a light tug “Oh yeah? It’s true your comfy and warm but, I’m comfier and warmer, no doubt”

He scooched toward you a bit more, “Can I join ya in that little burrito of yours?” A playful smile tugged at his lips and without even waiting for a response, Keigo shifted so that he was closer to you, his wing lightly draping itself over you to join in the cocoon of warmth.

You yelp, a small chuckle escaping you as he huddles under. His hands raise to your arms in order to properly cuddle until he feels the temperature of your skin in vast contrast.

He let out a small huff, his hands roaming down to your legs that were draped around his waist. “Christ your hands are like ice, and you're freezing” Keigo shifted slightly so that you were now sprawled on top of him, shifting closer to you and draping the blanket back over the two of you properly. “How’re you so damn cold?”

You shrug, “Jus' how i run i guess” You run your hands up his clothed arms before getting a rather devious idea. Slowly you ran your hand up and quickly placed them upon the nape of his neck.

Sullen of being cold, the sudden feeling of your icy cold hands on his neck made him jump slightly. “Gah cold! Hands not that damn cold” He yelped quickly burying his face in the crook of your neck to try and warm up. In return he retaliated by doing the same to you, running his warm hands along your arms and up to your neck.

You shiver as his warm hands trace along your colder body, “Jesus you're burning!”

Keigo laughed as you shivered when his warm hands touched your cold body. He lightly traced patterns along the expanse of your body with one of his warm hands, his other hand gently cupped the back of your head giving him more access to bury his head into your neck, his hair lightly tickling your face. “And you're absolutely freezing, seriously how are you this cold?!”

You shrug once more, glancing down at him cheekily. “I don't know but it's kinda funny seeing you so scared of my hands” You wiggle them toward him creepily, a grin emerging on your face as you notice his eyes widen.

His eyes widened as you moved your hands towards him, clearly showing that he was trying not to cringe as your cold hands grew closer. “Hey! Don’t touch me with your ice cube hands, they’re way too cold” he scolded, lightly swatting at your hands.

In retaliation, you move them under his compressed work shirt, trapping them there as you run them along his chest.

He let out a strangled gasp as your icy cold hands made their way under his shirt. He shivered as the sensation of the sudden coldness on his skin, he let out a low grumble as your hands settled on his chest. “C-Cold! Dammit your hands are cold stop! They’re freezing, get ‘em off!”

You chuckle at the reaction, getting exactly as you wanted. With nowhere else to go, he rolled out onto the carpeted floor, taking you with him as you yelped, his wings still making sure that you didn't get hurt.

A quiet ‘oof’ left his lips as the two of you fell, he ended up pinning you to the ground, his body hovering over yours. He tried to give you a stern glare but the small smile on his lips gave away how he was actually feeling “Oh, you think this is funny huh?!”

In the midst of your giggling fit, he took one of the many blankets off of the couch, beginning to wrap you up in the blanket skillfully, rolling you into a proper burrito at this point.

With you now all wrapped up in the blanket, Keigo sat on top of your hips, preventing you from being able to try and break free. He sat with a smirk on his face “Now what’re you gonna do now? You’re all wrapped up like a little present!”

You move your head a bit, testing the mobility of your arms and legs. “You suck, Kei” A pout forms on your face as you glared up at him.

Keigo chuckled at your attempt to move, leaning forward as he placed his hands on either side of your head, a playful yet mocking smile appearing on his lips “Aww, you’re pinned down and can’t move. Sounds like a skill issue”

Your mouth drops open in shock at the insult, feigning offense. “You little shit!”

A bark of laughter left his lips seeing your shocked reaction “Now now, no need for language like that. I’m just teasing you.” He leaned down closer to your face, his golden brown eyes gleamed as he smirked at you.

You sigh, giving into the situation, a small smile finding your face. “Yeha yeah, Birdy” He hummed happily, leaning down and finally pecking your lips.

“Jesus! Even your lips are cold!” He hopped off of you, letting you unwrap yourself as he walked down the hallway. “I'm running you a hot bath!”

All you could do was chuckle, laying on the ground as you caught your breath from the cheeky endeavor, knowing that in the moment, you had the best life you could ask for with the best bird-brain in the world.

Please request! <3

{Taglist: @staygoldsquatchling02}

[2-dsimp]

HELLOO!!!! :D I alway love your posts! It's so always so juicy or chaotic, just what we need lol!! Also, i have a request!! You should do a harpy reader x Lynx the harpy! (Imagine how that would be like.. 😭) Keep up the great work! You're doing the best! (I'll go back to my cave neow :3 I'll be 🦅-anon btw!!)

Hiii 🦅 anon! And tysm (#^.^#)

Although Lynx would be more than happy to flaunt off his harpy darling to the world. If he senses that you’re uncomfortable in any shape or form. When going out to public events alongside him.

He’ll be on the offensive since he’s a territorial birdy after all. The usual friendly charming face will turn downright cold and icy towards anyone who tries to get too close.

At fancy gatherings The birdman will be threatening the paparazzi with their jobs. And then some if they can’t keep their cameras off of his muse’s face. Since he’d hate for them to get stunned with the amount of flashing lights they’d be exposed to. Since he’s a famous singer and all.

If shove comes to shove Lynx will call in his bodyguards to form a meat shield around you both. As he cuddles you to his chest with his wings spayed out so that it can act as a veil over your entire being.

[nerdallwritey]

More Birdie x Astarion 💕

As a part two to this post, @aristenfromwarsaw also created these GORGEOUS stills of Birdie and Astarion!!

Birdie is from the icy north, so I requested some sort of snowy shot which turned out AMAZINGLY. So amazingly in fact, that I made it my blog's header!! It's perfection.

Additionally, I requested a portrait of Birdie playing music during the epilogue, since I love how magical the phantom music and instruments are. This one is also gorgeous and I sneakily included it in this post from yesterday. 😈

Below the cut is a censored NSFW shot based on the fact that Birdie is part siren (murder mermaid) in the irl dnd campaign I play as her. Aristen really nailed the underwater look and I'm so happy with how it turned out!

Once again, thank you Aristen!! I couldn't be happier with these results ❤️

[magixfairyix]

Familiar Summoning

In the time after Show, Shadow, and Storm when Iorda is kidnapped into the coven after she becomes a full witch.

°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°

[Iorda and the Trix summoning their familiars, years later. All of them are sitting in a circle, waiting for the familars to arrive. Iorda is lying across Darcy's lap, because GAY PEOPLE]

Stormy: Why'd we never do this during our senior year at CT?

Darcy: Because we never graduated, Stormy

Stormy:

Icy: Because we started a war

Stormy: Ah, right

Iorda: Lmao high school drop outs-

Darcy: *smol kiss on Iorda's head*

Iorda:

Stormy: See? That shuts her up

Iorda: Okay, FUCK YOU-

Icy: Both of you shut up

Iorda: Hm

Stormy: Fine

[Soon, something comes out of the bushes]

A Raven: *appears*

Stormy: Omg it's a birb

Raven: *goes onto Stormy's shoulder*

Stormy: Birdy <3

Icy: And its name?

Stormy: He says his name is Alouris

[Soon, a cobra comes out of the bushes]

Cobra: *winds around Icy's arm*

Darcy: HA! The SNAKE got a SNAKE

Icy: *throws snowball into Darcy's face*

Iorda: PFFT

[Soon, a moth flies out of the bushes and lands on Darcy's nose]

Darcy: ...

Icy: You got a fucking MOTH XD

Darcy: ...

Iorda: Insult her child again and you die

Darcy: Moth is child and I love him <3

[Eventually]

Stormy: Imagine if your familar is a cockroach lol

Iorda: It won't-

A Cockroach: *comes out of the bushes*

Stormy: *trying not to cackle*

Darcy: Pfft. What's its name...?

Iorda:

Iorda:

Icy: Iorda. Its name

Iorda: She says her name is Pixie

Stormy: HA