#idea of her - cavetown

[ghostly-poets]

[imfrom-neptune]

Honestly <3

This song <3

[w3ath3r-0f-sw34t3rz]

lyric of the day ˚♫⋆｡˚ ⋆

"can't get your name past my lips like a slur and i think i'm in love with the idea of her lie in the morning aurora what time is it in california?"

idea of her cavetown

[mybedroomceilingsbored]

gmt minus eight and I'm staying up late with your face in my head like a drone if i don't want anyone, then why do i feel so alone? i'll reach out if you don't

'cause i can't get your name past my lips like a slur and I think i'm in love with the idea of her lie in the morning aurora what time is it in california?

idea of her, cavetown

[nick-carra-gay-for-gatsby]

jay gatsby 24/7:

No because seriously:

[eosofhearts]

what time is it in california? 🌻

[yaras-lifeofchaos]

more of my top songs rn

idea of her, cavetown

tinkerbell is overrated, beabadoobee

paul, cavetown

1994, cavetown

guilty, cavetown

call it what you want, taylor swift

i know it won’t work, gracie abrams

[accidental-cavetown-reference]

IDEA OF HER???????????

quick reminder that this

and this

is the same expression. it’s the same smile.

look, i know a lot of people don’t agree with this, but i headcanon mike as bisexual and i genuinely think he had a crush on el at the beginning. orrrr at least he had a crush on the idea of her… that might be more accurate.

the point is, this is mike’s look of love. we don’t see this smile with anyone else. we see it with el in season 2. we see it with will in season 4.

we don’t see it with anyone else.

[thurio-edau]

Aiden hadn't been himself. He hadn't been himself, ever since she disappeared. He just wanted her back.

She was just... lost. Where did she even go? He was sitting on top of a bus looking out at the walls. Hoping maybe he'd see her. How long has it been? He had no idea. Her parents didn't know. No answers to texts or calls. She wasn't there, in neither worlds. In neither dimensions. Nowhere.

He hadn't smiled since then. It was something he couldn't accept. Neither Ben nor his parents could convince him to keep on going to school. Each day he looked around as far as he could no matter how dangerous, each night he sat there for seven whole hours hoping he'd see her. Somewhere.

Where could even she be? What happened? She had to be far because she wasn't there the first night she was lost. Not in the phantom dimension right next to them where they last left off. Where did she wake up? How was she? Was she alright?

Was she even alive?

His dead, tired eyes widened when he saw someone far away, covered in blood with phantoms chasing her far away. It didn't take Aiden half a single second to jump down the bus yelling out her name.

And he woke up. The seven hours had ended. And Ashlyn was going to be wherever the hell she used to be from the distance when they next shifted. He thought he won her back, only to lose her again.

i hate you all i swear to god but i just HAD to write what'd happen if only Ashlyn was taken in by the facility. because i got inspired from this song

i hate angst ugh *writes aggressively*

listen to it tho it's such a good song

[dewdr0pz]

Hot cider Remus Lupin perhaps 😼

meteor shower ☃︎⋆꙳•❅*ִ

summary: "meteor shower, quick take cover / but the hues in our hair complement one another" (yes I'm referencing Cavetown)

a/n: hello to all!! this took me forEVER because i had like 54014 ideas for this fic 😭 originally this was going to be a high school au, then it was a hurt/comfort fic, then it was a first kiss with Remus (friends to lovers) and now i have this!! also i didn't know what the one lady's name was (the portrait lady who sings in the movies) and all I could find was "the Fat Lady" so i'm sorry if that's wrong 💀

tags: @back-totheoldhouse @daemontargaryennn @o-kye @unbeleevable @mochamuff1n @zoexia (this is me just guessing who would be interested in this, please let me know if you would like to be removed/added from the taglist!!)

warnings: reader and Remus are very close (not a warning but a heads-up), this could be interpreted as friends-to-lovers or just platonic love, light swearing, mentions of reader's ex, Remus and reader are still at Hogwarts, Remus and reader call each other a few nicknames (sunshine/sunny, furball, and doodlebug), reader being a big sibling to a random first-year

word count: 693

"What are you doing, sunshine?" Remus whispered.

You yelped quietly, whipping around to face him. He was still in his bed, a smirk on his face.

"Merlin, Remy, you scared me," you sighed. "There's a meteor shower happening tonight. I wanted to go see it."

"Without inviting me?" Remus chuckled quietly.

"It's nearly midnight," you replied. "I didn't think you would want to."

"Let me get clothes on first, sunny," Remus yawned. "You should too, Y/N, it must be cold out. Your pajamas won't do much for you."

"Can you just grab me a jumper?" you asked. "I don't want to miss anything."

Remus nodded before slowly and quietly getting out of bed to grab clothes. You were sitting on the floor comfortably, tracing random shapes onto the floorboards.

"Why are you awake?" a first-year loudly whispered. You looked over to see Carmela Hatch rubbing her eyes. "It's lights out. Somebody could tell the prefects. Or the teachers."

"It's fine, Carmela," you sighed, "nobody's going to tell."

"What if there's an Acromantula out there?" she whispered fearfully. "Or what if somebody hears you?"

"Carmela, I've seen loads of people leave the dorms at night," you smiled wearily. "Nobody gets snitched on, or attacked by an Acromantula, or anything, alright? Thank you for worrying."

"Alright," Carmela nodded nervously. "Promise you'll be safe?"

"Promise," you chuckled, linking your pinky with hers. "Remus promises too," you added, taking the hand that he offered you to stand up. Carmela waved goodbye to the two of you before turning and promptly falling back asleep. You two smiled fondly at her before slowly exiting the dorm rooms.

"What are you two doing?!" a portrait whisper-shouted at the two of you. It was the Fat Lady painting. "It's nearly midnight! You two should be sleeping!"

"Just going to see a meteor shower, ma'am," Remus whispered. "It's for a project."

The woman sighed and said, "We'll pretend we didn't see each other. Just be lucky that I'm fond of you two."

You both tanked her numerous times before quietly scuttling out of the building to Hogsmeade. You were greeted by a few ongoers who knew you from your previous visits either with the Maraduers or by yourself before you made it to the field.

"When's this supposed to be?" Remus yawned. "We almost got in trouble last time for sneaking out."

"That wasn't my fault, furball," you laughed, "Sirius insisted on going to Hogsmeade to get candy for Prongs for his birthday."

"You still decided to tell someone we were Hogwarts students," Remus teased, "and they told a professor."

"The professor didn't even know it was us!" you laughed, playfully pushing his shoulder.

"Still, when is this meteor shower, because I'm about to freeze out he-"

Boom. The sound of thunder promptly followed by rain.

"For fuck's sake!" you shouted into the sky, unable to contain your chuckle.

"Do you see somewhere we could take cover?" Remus tried to ask through his laughter.

"Yeah, there's a tree over there!" you nodded. "It covers from the rain since the leaves and branches are so thick!"

You two ran over to the large oak tree, laughing hysterically as you did, stopping to twirl or push the other randomly. While you two were covered and catching your breath, you saw Remus staring at you with a soft smile.

"What?" you breathed.

"Did you ever notice," he said quietly, his breath tickling your cheek from how close he was, "that the hues in our hair complement one another?"

"I don't think I have," you chuckled breathlessly. "Is that a good thing?"

"Very good," he nodded, kissing your cheek, leaving you dumbfounded. He looked up at the sky with a big grin. "There's the meteor shower."

The night sky was dotted in shooting stars and constellations, each meteor shining in the night before fading away. You heard him say "beautiful" under his breath, his gaze flickering between you and the sky. You weren't sure if he was talking about the meteors or you.

And when you wished on a shooting star, you wished that you two would be together for the rest of your lives.

[vanitaslvr]

can I request a suna fic?? suna with a stubborn reader??? Tyy

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ⋮Youre such a brat

Suna Rintaro x Stubborn! Fem! Reader

↳ ꒰content꒱ fluff, stubborn reader

꒰note꒱ I AM SO SORRY THIS IS SOOO LATE i was SO BUSY with school its insane, this post is not the best im so sorry this is so rushed . ꒰TW꒱ Bad grammar, bad english

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You could feel Suna's staring from across the classroom and least to say... he was not happy

About a Week ago you saw him talking in the Hallway with a Female Classmate of yours, she was obviosly flirting with him and the great girl you are you were not gonna take that! so now you decided to ignore suna and start talking with that one male classmate of yours! and yes suna was NOT happy about that

the whole day you were going on with that everytime suna tried talking to you and interact you were just blowing him off

''hey y/n wai-'' he yelled as you ran past suna ''whats her problem?'' osamu asked looking weirdly at suna whos just beyond pissed at that moment so after school he grabbed your arm and took you to the side of the school. ''whats your problem?'' he asked you looked at him in shock ''i have no idea what you mean'' you look away he pinched the brick of his nose ''youre such a brat, cant we just go back to normal? im sorry i didnt realized she flirted with me'' ''fine.. BUT you gonna have to make it up to me'' ''...How?''

so that how you ended up in an amusement park with a big plushie ;3

[kindred-spirit-93]

*proceeds to forget every song in existence*

@noballoonsinspace @money-and-dandellions @ghostkingdiangelo429 @zatdummesmadchen and open tags :)

Tagged by @the-lyrics-arent-for-everyone !

Tagging mutuals who've been in my notifs recently lol (no pressure) @odetokeons @keepsailingcaptain @sirens-wont-wake-me-up @midw3stindigo @reverseblackholeofwords @lane-doubter @ijustwantsomeorangejuice @aaahmh @cl4ncy15

[zvdvdlvr]

this dance | ellie williams

🎟️ - OVERVIEW : it wasn't ellie's fault she was basically in love with the queen's daughter (aka: The Princess of Zypher). however, as her highness's personal knight, ellie herself would never be allowed to make a move on her feelings. when the neighboring Kingdom of Peace shows, will Ellie accept a dance with Princess y/n?

🎬 - PAIRING : knight!ellie williams x softie!princess!female reader

📼 - WARNINGS : possible ooc ellie, homophobia is not a thing, kissing, religious use of 'your highness' and 'princess', fluff, inexperienced ellie, kinda sub ellie idrk,

🎧 - K.J.'S PLAYLIST : die for you by the weeknd, juliet by cavetown, bad idea! by girl in red, girls by girl in red

📓 - K.J.'S DIARY SAYS... first ellie williams thing, be nice pretty please

"Your highness," Ellie greeted stiffly. The sight of Zypher's future queen in a just-barely opaque light pink dress that fell just below her kneecaps was enough to make Ellie salivate.

"My favorite guard! Good morning, Ellie. When did your shift start? Pardon my forgetfulness, my timetable has been jam-packed since the first full moon of the month." y/n's light, conversational tone was genuine. Ellie had been watching over the Princess for years and new when she had her professional face on.

Ellie swallowed, falling one step behind y/n's right side. "Don't trouble yourself with the shifts, Your Highness, for they are incredibly confusing." Ellie knew it wasn't right to be conversing with her charge, but Ellie religiously followed the rule 'only speak when spoken to', and there was no way she'd break that, especially when y/n was the one asking tge questions.

"I see," y/n nodded.

On the way to the dining eoom, Ellie took this time to gather her thoughts and admire the princess. Her dress had maybe three or four thin layers of the same shade of light pink the Queendom of Love was known for. Both of the current queens were quite fond of light colors and because every couple is known for the favorite color and motto, light pink was the Kingdom Color. The bottom of the dress flared out the tiniest bit- something Ellie smiled about.

Princess y/n wasn't known for gravitating to long, puffy dresses. She really only wore the bigger dresses to important ceremonies or celebrations.

"What do you think about the upcoming ball tonight?" y/n asked, starting her way down a staircase.

Ellie hummed. "So long as you are content with these plans, I am happy." In truth, Ellie quite liked when events like these happened. Not because she got free food from the castle, no, she got to see Her Highness float around with a bright and mostly genuine smile.

"That's not what I asked," y/n mused. She stalled at the last step, lifting her hand in a manner as if she was offering herself to a dance. Ellie carefully stepped down and lifted her uncovered hand to y/n's.

Immediately pleased with y/n's happy reaction, Ellie helped y/n off the stairs. "Why thank you," y/n smiled, looking up at Ellie. "Now please tell me if you do or do not anticipate the arrival of the Kingdom of Peace? The Kings are really quite nice, in case you didn't know," y/n asked. It was true, the two married men that let the infamous Kingdom of Peace were very patient and joyful people, so there was really no reason to not want them to arrive.

However, the Kings' daughter, Princess Dina, was rumoured to have been quite taken with Princess y/n. Of course this would be good if they ever decided to marry, but Ellie couldn't help but feel a bitterness bloom in her gut because of another person liking Princess y/n.

"I am not, uh," Ellie started, nodding in greeting to one of her fellow on-shift guards. "I'm not one for dancing, I think. I never have been."

"Oh," y/n said quietly. "Do you not know how to dance or just don't like it?"

Princess y/n was a façade. The cool, calm, calculating personality was false. y/n, however, was curious and childlike. Princess y/n acted if she knew a lot, never doubting herself because that's how she was raised. y/n wanted to be proved wrong, to learn. Ellie thought it was cute how y/n would feel safe enough to be herself around Ellie.

"I was just preoccupied with different things. I was never taught, but I would probably be a horrible dancer even if I was tutored," Ellie explained, trying to keep pace with the fast-walking person in front of her.

"I see," y/n murmured. The rest of the walk was quiet.

"Are you ready, Your Highness?"

Ellie's breath lodged in her throat when y/n pulled Ellie by the arm into her quarters. "I require assistance!" y/n said, pulling Ellie down the short hallway into her room.

"Uh, where are your maids?" Ellie asked, averting her eyes to the floor. She felt bashful seeing the princess in her undergarments.

"It's nothing you haven't seen before," y/n shrugged. "I do not want advice from the maids... They try too hard to spare my feelings. But you, I know you. If I order you to, you will give me your honest answer and I need an honest answer."

Ellie nodded, still holding a staring contest with the floor. "I see. What do you need help with?"

"My eyes are not on the floor, El."

The nickname made Ellie look up and realize just how taken she was with the princess. "How can I help you, Your Highness?" Ellie asked. She felt herself sweat under her armour, knowing that she was nothing compared to the woman in front of her. y/n's hair was pulled back into a braid halo. Two pieces were pulled from their spots and curled, framing y/n's face beautifully.

"What dress should I wear?"

Stepping aside, y/n gestured to an array of gowns hung up from a rack. Ellie felt her jaw slacken at the array of fabrics and designs. y/n wanted Ellie, who had no taste in fashion, to pick out a dress for y/n to wear? At a piblic event, no less. Ellie looked back at y/n to make sure she wasn't joking. When the princess only gave a small smile, Ellie turned back and examined the dresses carefully.

Withing thirty seconds, Ellie had chosen the three dresses that would look the best.

The first one was, of course, a light pink dress that hugged tight ffom the collarbone to the waist. From there, it was a beautiful mix of a blinding white and the same light pink. It was strapless.

The second dress was a dark blue dress. It had a matching pair of gloves. The dress was also strapless, hugging tight to the wearer's breasts. An intricate bead pattern was sown from the bottom of the dress up to the lower thigh, sewn with silver beads.

The last dress. The last dress took Ellie's breath away. Ellie decided the person that picked out y/n's dress liked exposed skin because this, too, was strapless. It was a shade of viridian with matching green jewels attatched in patters. All along the bodice were patterns of jewels placed in swirls.

"I quite like the green one," Ellie murmured. She stepped forward and raised her gloveless hand as if to run a hand along the fabic. Upon realizing y/n was suddenly very close to Ellie, the latter stilled and let her hand resume its place: clasped behind Ellie's back.

"I like it too." y/n replied, watching Ellie. Ellie never let y/n close enough to see her face this close. But now y/n could count the freckles dotting Ellie's skin. Beautiful patterns made the sun made y/n smile. "Thank you for your help."

The peacefulness of the moment was shattered. Ellie nodded and looked back down. "I will be outside to take you to the ball. Night has nearly fallen, my lady." Ellie paused and looked up. "If you need anything else, I'm outside." With that, Ellie turned and left.

y/n dressed with a smile, thinking of the soft contemplative expression on Ellie's face. It almost made y/n a little dissappointed that her dress fit perfectly without needing to unzip the back- another excuse to pull Ellie back into the room.

After slipping on her heels, y/n dabbed some blush on the apples of her cheeks and swiped some dark tinted lip gloss onto her lips. y/n couldn't help but stare at herself in the mirror. She knew Ellie would never dabble in any kind of relationship with her, but it never hurt to attempt to get closer to Ellie. It wasn't like y/n didn't see the way people from all the different Kingdoms, Queendoms, and those places between but y/n didn't fancy Princess Dina or Prince Jesse the way they liked y/n. No, y/n only had eyes for Ellie.

Even if y/n's mothers had cautiously given the okay that y/n could date anyone (despite job, gender, pay roll), y/n didn't want to overstep with Ellie. Ellie was someone that had opinions and knew what to say. Ellie's a hard worker, someone that doesn't slack off and y/n didn't want to ruin the relationship that y/n had worked so hard for.

"Time to go," y/n whispered to herself. She exhaled as if to rid the anxiety from her mind and then started for the door.

Ellie's pacing was cut off abruptly as the door entering the princess's room opened. All at once, the air was sucked from Ellie's lungs.

The beautiful green dress was nothing compared to y/n, but Lord did it make her look amazing. There was a faint childlike pout to y/n's lips, something that Ellie couldn't help but smile about. There was a glint in y/n's eye, but from what Ellie could not figure out.

"May I be the first to say you look..." Ellie trailed off, searching for a word that would do y/n justice, "untouchable."

y/n laughed, even if she was slightly puzzled behind the meaning of Ellie's statement. It was a compliment, nonetheless. "I think you may be the first and only person saying that to me tonight." y/n offered Ellie her arm, and the two set off to the ballroom.

"If I may," Ellie started, helping y/n down every granite stair, "why am I the one that always escorts you to palace events? I don't mean to sound... abrasive, I just would think one of the Queens or... a partner would escort you."

y/n seemed to think about Ellie's question. "I, for one, am not courting anyone because I happen to fancy someone. As for the parent suggestion," y/n paused. "I have no idea. Maybe mama- sorry, Queen Tara just wants her own dance with Queen Jillian. It doesn't matter to me because I get there less then five minutes later."

Blinking, Ellie reeled back to y/n's first sentance. Who does y/n fancy? Is it someone Ellie knew? Why hasn't y/n made a move? Not speaking because of her status, but y/n could get anyone she wanted! Obviously Ellie wasn't expecting y/n to reciprocate Ellie's feelings, but it was still a hard medicine to swallow when y/n talked about liking someone.

"Ellie," y/n spoke. She was very close to Ellie, one hand on Ellie's upper arm and one on her lower arm. All at once, Ellie cursed very colorful words that her armour was so thick. "We're here. Are you okay? You zoned out."

The worry in y/n's tone actually made Ellie want to kiss y/n. "I'm well, my lady," Ellie murmured, eyes still locked on y/n. "Shall we go?"

"Yes of course," y/n nodded, pulling her hands from Ellie.

The enamoured knight took y/n's hand and the pair rounded the corner into the ballroom. Immediately all eyes were on Princess y/n and the knight. "Good evening," y/n greeted with a polite smile.

"Princess!" A feminine voice rang out. The crowd cleared and the visiting royalty emerged. Dina first, her dark hair pulled back into a hairstyle similar to y/n's. Princess Dina's bright smile pained Ellie.

Was Dina the one y/n held out hope for?

The two princesses embraced, Dina fawning over y/n's dress while the kings and queens made their way over. Everyone else besides Ellie went back to what they were doing before.

Ellie stood, rigid. She greeted Princess Dina's parents with a firm handshake, and fell back behind y/n. King Finland and King Derrick greeted y/n in a similar fashion as their daughter had.

The Queens smiled at each other, probably talking about the dress y/n was wearing.

"You are relieved, Williams," a familiar voice said.

Ellie nodded without looking back. When the hugs were done and over with, Ellie approached y/n and placed a hand on her shoulder. "I will be around if you need me," she said quietly. Ellie was close because the joyful music was loud. In fact, Ellie was so close, she almost fainted at the feel of being so close to y/n.

"Thank you," y/n replied back, touching Ellie's armoured forearm.

"Hello!"

Ellie turned to see y/n standing in front of Ellie expectantly. There was a devious smile on y/n's face and she swayed slightly. "Hi," Ellie greeted back.

"May I have this dance?" y/n asked. It had been many hours since y/n had arrived, and the ball was nearing the end. The music had slowed down considerably, letting the adults replace the spots on the floor their sleeping children had left.

"You know I can't dance."

y/n shrugged. "We don't have to dance... We could just sway," she proposed, waiting for an answer.

"Very well," Ellie sighed. She obediently followed y/n to a small area on the edge of the open area.

"Put your hands around my waist, El," y/n ordered, placing her hands around Ellie's neck and letting them rest on Ellie's cool to-the-touch armour.

Shyly, Ellie followed imstruction. The knight swallowed, eyes trailing from y/n's waist up her bodice to ending up looking y/n right in the eyes.

"Come closer."

Ellie scooted closer to y/n, appreciating the warmth that radiated off the princess. "Are you having fun?" Ellie asked, getting lost in y/n's eyes.

"I think I'm having a marvelous time," y/n smiled. "Thank you for doing this with me."

"Of course. So long as you're happy."

"You should know I value your happiness as much as mine," y/n scolded. Ellie couldn't help but crack a smile.

"Yes, Your Highness," Ellie groaned teasingly.

Silence reigned between the two of them after that. y/n and Ellie, lost in each other's gaze. After a long moment, y/n scooted closer. Now the two were just a hairs length apart.

"Ellie."

"My lady."

"Ellie you never asked the question I wanted you to ask," y/n murmured.

"I apologize... What question was I supposed to ask you?" Ellie was confused. Had she completely ignored something y/n had said? If so, that would probably be awkward.

"When I said I favored someone..." y/n explained slowly.

"Yes?"

"And then we arrived at the ball..."

"I don't follow?"

"You didn't ask who I fancied," y/n stated. Her eyebrows furrowed as she searched Ellie's eyes.

"Oh." Ellie said. "I see."

"Yes," y/n muttered uselessly.

"My lady?"

"Yes?"

"Who do you fancy?"

"Do you really wish to know?" y/n asked, smiling up at her guard.

Ellie scoffed playfully and rolled her eyes. "Yes," she answered. Her tone grew serious again. She felt y/n fiddle with the little baby hairs on the back of Ellie's neck. The warmth and tenderness of y/n's smaller, softer hands compared to Ellie's made Ellie want to hug y/n and squeeze her until she passed out.

"I'll give you three hints. Okay; first hint... you know her very well."

Her. Ellie almost had an aneurysm. Her. Ellie had a chance if things with y/n and her current crush didn't work out. Her.

"That's probably a little more than half the kingdom's population, My Lady," Ellie pondered.

y/n tsked. "Then that eliminates a good 40% of people anyway. I'm joking. Hint number two... she is often seen with me."

Often with her? Like, physically with y/n or in a necklace or ring or something?

"Third clue: she picked out this dress for me."

Suddenly, all movement stopped. Ellie's heart stilled in her chest. Ellie picked the dress out for y/n, but maybe not officially. Maybe it was a maid y/n was talking about. Princess y/n was known for being good friends with some of the maids. Oh. Ellie's heart dropped.

"Oh? Is it... Esmerelda? Veronica? I can't remember how many maids you've made friends with over the years," Ellie started. Her voice cracked and she had to look away from y/n's soft face. The face Ellie fell in love with.

"No, no. Not them. Would you like another hint?"

Ellie nodded, still avoiding eye contact.

"She's standing right in front of me."

Tears burned in the corners of Ellie's eyes. "If you're joking, My Lady-"

"No, no, angel," y/n cooed, wiping a tear from Ellie's face with the pad of her thumb. "Ellie I love you. I'm in love with you."

Ellie's eyes closed and she leaned forward to rest her forhead onto y/n's. Ellie's hands that were situated on the small of y/n's back brought y/n closer until the two were both practically molded into each other.

"May I kiss you, El?" y/n whispered.

Ellie pulled her head back. "You never have to ask, My Lady."

With great care, y/n cupped Ellie's cheeks and pulled her closer until their lips touched.

Ellie tasted like salt and coffee. Her lips were careful, as if she'd never been kissed before. A content sigh came from Ellie as y/n kissed Ellie more intensly.

y/n, Ellie concluded, tasted the faintest bit of alcohal. Her lips were a drug, however. A drug Ellie wanted to overdose on daily.

Finally y/n pulled away, heart melting when Ellie chased her lips. "We should talk about this tomorrow. I'm afraid I'm exhausted and Queen Jillian has already excused herself. Will you escort me to my room, Ellie?"

"Of course, Your Highness," Ellie mumbled, lips puffy. "Are you... going to say goodbye to the Kings? Princess Dina already went to bed," Ellie explained.

"No. They're having their own fun, we shan't disturb it. Let's go."

The walk to y/n's chambers was quiet. Silent, even. y/n reached for Ellie's hand, twining their fingers together.

"Will you kiss me good night?"

Ellie looked up. Here y/n's room is. "Would you like me to?"

"I wouldn't be asking if I didn't want you to," y/n replied.

In response, Ellie leaned forward and awkwardly pecked y/n on the lip. "There. More tomorrow. Good night, my lady."

y/n shook her head, laughing. "Good night, El. Sleep well!"

Ellie went to sleep on her cot thaf night with the largest smile ever seen.

fin.

whoa this kinda dog water. anyway ill edit tomorrow i just wanted to post smth even if its buttfuck 1 56 in the morning good night im tired sleep well you gay whores <3

[beefyboffybethy]

Idea of Her - Cavetown

Byler Edit

[098-lxxon]

I gave Daisuke a cockroach friend

Content warning : Cockroach (of course), Bad English, Pretty graphics (?), Circle of life, Misgendering a cockroach at first, Jimmy mentioned, Daisuke's death.

[ Yes. My oc is a cockroach. ]

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" . . . "

Daisuke sat on his bed after the first day on the ship, sighing heavily. The dreads of being in the middle of space on a ship full of strangers caused him to almost cry multiple times.

*Wiggle wiggle*

" ? "

A cockroach?

Daisuke stared at the cockroach. It's antennae moving side to side. Somehow, he felt its curiosity as it crawled to him.

" Oh hi, little man . . . How did you survive the launch? "

If Anya or Jimmy walked in, seeing him holding a cockroach in his hands, they would be screaming on the top of their lungs. But Daisuke couldn't care much.

Sometimes he associates himself with bugs and pests. Undesirable. Some of them may even be serving no purpose to the environment.

Daisuke held the cockroach in his hands gently, getting up and giving it a room tour.

" Here, this is my bed . . . and my table . . . this is the . . . wardrobe . . . "

*Wiggle*

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" And that's why I like WereGarurumon. "

*Wiggle wiggle*

" . . . "

After an hour of yapping to the cockroach, Daisuke realized he never introduced himself. And neither of them know each other's names.

" Do you have a name? "

*Wiggle*

" I mean, a human name? "

*Wiggle wiggle*

" . . . "

" Alright! Mr Wiggle it is then! "

" My name's Daisuke. It means big assistant, your know? "

" Maybe I'll teach you japanese sometimes if I feel like it. "

*Wiggle*

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" !!!!!!! "

Jimmy almost flipped the dinning table when he saw a cockroach climbing up his shoe. He got up, stepping back until his back was against the wall.

" What? What is it? "

Captain Curly asked, looking under the table. The others did the same.

" There's a fucking cockroach on the ship! "

" A cockroach!? "

Anya questioned the ship's sanitary right at the moment.

" How is it surviving in here? "

" I . . . also would like to know . . . "

Daisuke looked at Mr Wiggle wiggling away, pushing a piece of bread he gave him with his head. Then he quickly turned back to the scene.

" it's on the wall, Jim!! "

" !!!!!! "

And Pony Express said no entertainment.

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Daisuke doodles on his desk while Swansea goes out to fix stuff. He was assigned an exercise to do. And he has no idea about how to do it

So he just kind of let it be, for now.

*Wiggle wiggle*

" ? "

Daisuke saw something wiggling at the corner of his eye. He looked at it and he found a cockroach.

A baby cockroach, to be exact.

Daisuke mind was blown. He quickly looks around to find his bug friend walking around with some more of his kids.

No, her kids.

" You're a girl! A mother! "

Daisuke exclaimed. He felt like a proud uncle for some reason. Now he knows why Mr Ms Wiggle always walking to the same direction every day. She was pregnant with all of these babies and she found a secure spot for her.

" . . . You have a purpose, . . . a big one. "

He smiled softly at the cockroaches. Then he uses his ruler to help put the baby cockroach off his desk and to Ms Wiggle.

Then they all wiggled away.

" Don't come for dinner today! I'll get some to you myself. "

This would send Jimmy into spasm for sure.

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Ms Wiggle made her way to the lobby with her nymphs when she senses something stronger than ever.

Cooked meat.

She lead her babies to somewhere she never gone to before. And she sees it.

His body lay cold on the mattress. Red hue stains his face and body, seeping through the white fabric beneath him.

The less mature insects crawled near the body, climbing up his limbs to his torso, making their way to his face. But their mother scolded them, calling them down before they could even reach his neck.

A subtle shift in antennae, a pulse of instinctual understanding passed between them, and the decision was made.

!

The mother took the first bite off of the hand which used to hold her when they first met. The rest quickly followed. But one of them is still hesitant.

The youngest one paused, uncertain, its tiny legs trembling as it recalled young man’s warmth, the hand that had gently guided it back to its mother. now, it will have to feed on the hand that helps it?

Ms Wiggle answered with a shift in her antennae. It was a soft, determined yes.

This is to honor you.

You gave us life when we needed it most.

This is the purpose you’ve fulfilled.

You're a real big assistant.

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[ Thank you for reading! ]

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Idea of her by Cavetown

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