#idk I'll wait and see what others think about it and maybe watch a few videos

[overseermartin]

something so sad about the new dragon age coming out tomorrow and I'm not even remotely excited about it anymore...

[rueclfer]

heyy there can i request some more touya headcannons? i really enjoy your way of picturing him because it’s just so canon and he’s kinda a lovely dick y’know. whatever comes to ur mind. thank u so much!!

weelll since you gave me so much freedom here r some touya as a housemate hcs ANNDD a moodboard bc i enjoy the visualization <3 since we talked abt this the other day too !! (i yapped so hard here sry sry this is so indulgent)

bakugou's and sero's version too hehe

housemates // touya todoroki

touya hates the idea of living with a complete stranger or one of his siblings, so what other option does he have other than forcing his best friend (crush) on a lease with him?

the newfound freedom definitely puts him on his ass for a few weeks. barely sleeps. eats like shit. trash is scattered everywhere. several unpacked boxes. it stays like this until fuyumi comes over to check our the place and gives you two a hard scolding to get your shit together.

more often than not, you'd end up waking up on the couch with your legs sprawled out across his lap and his upper half leaned over the couch arm rest in deep sleep. staying up so late was probably one of his favorite things about living together. being able to talk as loud as you wanted, watch movies late into the night, look over the city from your balcony- he found solitude in existing with you.

if he wasn't already codependent before moving in together, just know his ass will be GLUED TO YOU. you'd be doing work in your room and he'd barge in and flop down on your bed without a word. maybe he'd gotten a bit too comfortable.

if he's feeling extra annoying that day, he'd bring in his guitar and amp and keep asking you to rate his riffs until you entirely give up on work and give him some attention.

is it obvious his love language is quality time? not only that, gift giving too. he's like a fucking crow.

"look what i found. it's a rock. for you."

makes him soooo giddy to see your display of the rocks, feathers, and dried up flowers he picked up for you on his walk. sometimes you'd come home and there'd be a new addition to the ever growing collection.

ofc you'd return the energy in a different way. touya will not cook for himself. ever. he eats like shit as an internal rebellion against the healthy diet he was forced upon as a kid, but you will not allow that boy to rot himself from the inside out!! he can expect several tupperwares of portioned out meals with notes attached to the lids if you know he'd be home all day by himself.

"to t <3. if you don't eat every last bite i'll find out and it'll hurt my feelings and i might combust into flames or something idk don't risk it!"

i can also imagine him holding back tears whenever you ever come into his room to hand him a bowl of cut up fruit. the first time you do it he'd be speechless like jaw dropped taken aback. has he ever felt love like this??? i think not.

despite all of the kind gestures, he's still touya todoroki. hides your keys if you annoyed him that morning by rushing him in the bathroom and makes you a few minutes late to class/work. chronic door slammer. pisses with the door wide open. no sense of privacy and do not gaf to knock. always locking himself out -> i feel strongly about this like imagine coming home after a long day and he's sitting out in the hallway with a pouty face waiting for you hehehe.

i don't think he'd realize this crush until a few months after you've moved in together. how could he when you two practically already act and bicker like an old married couple?

yes- peanut butter belongs in the fridge. no- it doesn't. stop leaving your socks everywhere. you forget to flush again. stop slamming the doors. you ate my chips, didn't you? don't lie. did you really need to put the mugs up that high? (he does it on purpose, and tightens the lid to every jar too.)

it wasn't until one late evening when he comes home to find you frantically mixing a doughy substance in a large metal bowl. you never bake, but you have your own oven now, so why not?

"god, finally. help me, my arms hurt." you groan, shoving the bowl in his hands. "i think i fucked up."

he sees the hurricane aftermath of your kitchen- flour everywhere, egg shells left on the counter, every single jar imaginable opened and scattered around. he could be teasing you about the mess, but god you looked so beautiful with that stupid wrinkle in between your eyebrows as you read over the recipe, and the streaks of flour across your pant leg from wiping your hands, and the way you swipe away the stray pieces of hair falling in your face with the back of your hand- oh fuck.

he thinks he's falling in love with you.

he swallows it, but he starts acting kinda weird around the apartment.

like he's.... avoiding you?

living with his best friend whom he just so happens to develop a crush for, would eat him alive. he locks himself in his room and chain smoke out his window while he's stressing the fuck out. he told you he'd stop smoking, but he's sure you'd understand the need for it right now. he hopes you can't smell it.

i also think he'd be a stress cleaner lmaaoo he cannot sit still with his thoughts for too long, so the headphones are ON and blasting and he'll definitely use that as a scapegoat + the loud ass vacuum for ignoring you if you try to talk to him while he's on this cleaning frenzy.

you think he's sick LMAO imagine the pain he feels when you come knocking on his door and calling out that you're leaving a bowl of soup and cough medicine outside his door for him. he doesn't tell you that yeah he's sick but *not in that way*

lovesick. that boy is lovesick!!!!!!

how do you avoid your housemate while you figure out how to control your feelings?

he confesses via note that he leaves on the kitchen counter. really simple tbh nothing too extravagant, but he signs off by telling you that he's staying crashing at fuyumi's for a couple days.

you text him a string of obscenities to get his ass back home and he does (he's scared of you).

he CAANNOOTT talk about his feelings in an adult way. he is sitting on the complete opposite side of the couch, twiddling his thumbs, and staring down at his feet like a child while you reread his confession note out loud to him. you find his discomfort hilarious but endearing. he finds you unbearably insufferable.

jesus the amount of times in that apartment where he would storm off to his room whenever you two got in an argument or you pissed him off...old habits die hard, you guess, because this isn't the todoroki household anymore and you aren't scared to lose that deposit and kick a door down.

once you corner him and get him to open up about his feelings the air in the room suddenly shift!! the clouds are clearing and the sun is shining woooowww look at what good communication can do.

sharing an apartment with your BOYFRIEND is no different than sharing one with your best friend. i think he'd like to keep your separate bedrooms to have your own space, but you'll rarely sleep apart.

so! many! new! traditions!

helping him dye his hair on the first saturday of every month. biweekly horror movie marathons. counting the communal piggy bank ever couple months. trying new takeout spots until you find THE spot for every category- chinese, pizza, ramen, etc etc.

and finally, an everlasting mark on your first apartment together: a small carved out heart around your initials left on the inner corner of a kitchen cabinet done with his pocket knife on a random weekday evening while you two are cooking dinner together.

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touya tag: @moonchild701 @kaldurahms-lover @themultifandomgirl @devilslittlehelper @porusuniverse @ratatellie @katbug37 @ggriwm

[pierregazly]

1+ 2 = ...4? ꨄ pierre gasly smau

pierre gasly x wife!russell!reader

warnings: pregnancy, mentions of twins, george having a meltdown

in which pierre put his tripod to use and caused two major outcomes, george has a meltdown, and all the fans just want to know what's going on?

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ynrussell joyeux anniversaire mon amour. three years ago today i married the love of my life and became the official mrs. gasly, so excited to give you your present tonight 🫶🏻

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username omg babes post the present!!! let us all be jealous

username happy anniversary mom and dad

charles_leclerc 🥳💗

username feel like it was just yesterday that i was jealous out of my mind about their wedding... still jealous tho

pierregasly joyeux anniversaire ma chère, i am the luckiest man in the world

pierregasly can't wait to give your your own present tonight

pierregasly it rhymes with tierod

username TRIPOD PIERRE

username im SCREAMING send this man right to PRISON

georgerussell63 god every time i see anything to do with you two i have to bleach my bloody eyes. happy anniversary you two, im disgusted.

username poor george, him and carmen are so tame compared to these two... i love the polar opposite sibling trope

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pierregasly i hope the pizza was good ma chérie, and hope it satisfied the little bean's cravings

ynrussell it was delicious... but we kind of want chocolate now too :(

pierregasly ill check ubereats and see what i can do

ynrussell mine and the bean's saviour 🫶🏻

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pierregasly unfortunately not the finish we would have liked, the 15 second penalty cost us significantly and i apologize to my team and all our fans for it. will come back bigger and better next time 💪 now time to go and spend some well deserved time off with my family

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username thank you for pushing through and giving us an awesome race to watch pierre!

username loved your helmet this weekend pierre!

username sad that mother ynrussell wasn't here this weekend, but happy to see her in the likes

username 'well deserved time off with my family' do we think that's alluding to something else????

username girl he's obviously talking about his wife and his family??? like what

username ummm sorry he almost always says 'my loved ones' gotta push the pregnancy rumour agenda some more

ynrussell we're all so proud of you pear 🫶🏻 the track limits and penalties are bullshit and i'll be sending a strongly worded letter to whoever costs you anything good

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pierregasly 😂😭🤍

username who is 'we're all' who is the plural that she's referring to omg

username i'm telling y'all... mother is becoming a real mother idc what any of y'all say

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ynrussell omf make sure you get extra cheesecake... and extra elcairs, and a few brownies... maybe get a few of everything??? the bean's want them!!!!

pierregasly well if the bean's want them....

username this SCREAMS my wife is pregnant and sent me on a late night snack run omf

username tell us your secret!!!!

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ynrussell sorry just have to appreciate how incredibly sexy it is seeing my super sexy amazing husband with kids!!! like how lucky am i!!! can't wait til' you're holding our future babies (my ovaries are exploding, i am crying, it's going to be a long day)

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username girl this seems a little feral idk

georgerussell63 this is certifiably disgusting. please grow up.

username you know who would post something like this??? a wife expecting a baby who is getting more excited about that baby seeing her husband with kids

username seems legit idk

pierregasly is this your nice way of asking me to pickup more eclairs on the way home?

ynrussell cinnamon buns too?? please?? je t'aime

pierregasly can't wait to hold our future bean's too ma chérie

username pierre as a dad is going to be so sexy, ynrussell is so right??? those babies are going to be beautiful omf

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pierregasly october 2024 / gasly thing 1 and gasly thing 2 🐣🚼

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ynrussell omg i'm pregnant???? SURPRISE

ynrussell maman is begging for them to come sooner, her poor back.

username AH I KNEW IT. I CALLED IT. MY HEART.

username THING 1 AND THING 2 AHHHHH

username pierre is gonna be a girl dad AND a boy dad?????? we're so blessed

georgerussell63 excuse me????

georgerussell63 you knocked my sister up????

georgerussell63 i told you to stay away from her??? this is outrageous i am disgusted

pierregasly sorry, tripod's work well.

ynrussell pierre delete this comment rn, i swear to god.

georgerussell63 (i am so excited to meet my baby niece and baby nephew. uncle georgie loves you both so much)

lewishamilton congratulations! roscoe is so excited 🤍

charles_leclerc uncle cha reporting for duty 🫡 congratulations, you two.

georgerussell63 i'd like to emphasize i'm still having a meltdown from when you casually gave me a bottle of gin to announce this. gasly genes should not be casually mixed like this.

username i dont think anyone understands the joy im feeling??? im honoured to be alive to see this

username they're gonna be such amazing parents im literally ????? so excited??????

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ynrussell thank you for the beautiful baby shower, auntie carmen already has spot number 1 🫶🏻

username omg omg omg omg

username this is SO CUTE

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username girl u look like ur about to pop (lovingly)

pierregasly my beautiful wife

ynrussell i don't feel very beautiful right now. i feel huge and tired and exhausted.

pierregasly still the most beautiful woman in the world

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ynrussell things are getting very, very real (not real enough for my back to not hurt, thing 1 and 2 you both are killing me)

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username this aesthetic is so CUTE (that room is fucking beautiful i want a house tour????)

username they're literally due in like less than 2 months???? pierre is gonna be a dad that soon???? praying for u ynrussell

charles_leclerc im personally demanding compensation for the bruises i have from putting the nursery together

ynrussell shut up cha, you literally offered and begged to be involved

pierregasly yeah shut up cha

alexandrasaintmleux can't wait to see my art piece up in the bébé's room 🫶🏻

ynrussell knew i could always count on you angel

username im so invested in this pregnancy none of you even understand

username starting a poll asap on the babies names omf

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ynrussell 2024.10.16 / welcome to the world my precious théodore and éloïse. maman and papa love you so much.

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username omg congratulations!!! such beautiful names.

username they share a birthday with charles im crying

lewishamilton congratulations! so beautiful, you are a rockstar ynrussell

charles_leclerc truly the best birthday present i could've asked for. ellie and théo should be so proud of their maman.

pierregasly the happiest day of my life, given to me by the most important woman in my life. thank you for blessing me.

username again i am so invested in this. i am so happy for these two, they're going to be incredible parents.

alpinef1team welcome to the family baby éloïse and baby théodore!

mercedesamg welcome to the family x2

username oh girl the racing teams are gonna FIGHT over these two just you wait

and there she is! after weeks of gasly!twin asks, i finally decided it was time to bring them to life in the realest way i could. i hope you all loved this as much as i loved writing it. thank you to everyone for all the incredible inspiration, and for continuing my obsession.

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[cheriden]

˙ . ˚ ₊ 「 HOW TO FIND OUT IF YOUR ROOMMATE IS A VAMPIRE 」 ꜝꜝ

── your new roommate has been acting weird, and you've taken it upon yourself to get to the bottom of it

𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋ 。。。

pairings 。best friend!yeonjun x reader x friend!soobin

.ᐟ genre 。suggestive at most? crack & fluff

.ᐟ tags 。vampire au, blood sucking?? feeding?? idk, they're both kind of dumb but not really just kind of, erm nothing else i think

.ᐟ status 。oneshot | masterlist

✎ ๋࣭ ⭑ kind of corny and cheesy but idgaf it’s my blog!!! i totally forgot about this but it was at a point where i said yeah sure what the hell and decided to post it. another roommate hyuka au bc my schedules never go as planned so i just cut it short...i'll post an nsfw addition if people want it though

You tap your pen against the counter as you watch your roommate do his “work,” typing away at his remote job on his laptop. You narrow your eyes at him with a pout, drumming the writing material faster on the surface. Kai sighs and looks up at you, mirroring your investigative expression. “Are you alright?”

You narrow your eyes further, nodding slowly. “Yeah, just finishing the points for my project.” He turns back to the screen, humming absentmindedly. “What’s it about?” You freeze, stuttering over yourself. “It’s—uh, about…Global warming.” He doesn’t seem convinced, raising an arched brow at you, but he lets it pass anyway. “Well, good luck on that.” 

It’s been a few months since the boy had moved in with you, and fewer when you began to realize his strange patterns.

You look down at your notes—and in bold, underlined writing are the words “HUENING KAI IS A VAMPIRE (proof).” If anyone were to ever see this pad, they’d call you comically insane. However as previously mentioned, you have proof. First, he never goes out during the day. Granted, he has a job and takes night classes—but other than that, he’s never gone on a grocery run with you or exited his room on the weekends unless the sun sets. Second, he always drinks from an insulated tumbler. It even stays by his side at the dinner table, opting for it rather than the rest of the glasses. Third, he never cooks with garlic. He’s pretty much the cook out of the two of you, recalling the incident of you somehow setting fire on the stove. Who cooks without garlic? A vampire, that’s who. Third, he always disappears at dawn. You’re not insane enough (yet) to follow him, especially when you can barely keep your eyes open after midnight. Sometimes you hear the front door and peek at his silhouette, a large duffel bag in his grasp—but your conscience (your laziness) forbids you from leaving the place unattended for the sole purpose of following him. Lastly, he’s unbelievably pretty. This point has a really large question mark on it in red ink, but you’ve never seen someone look so angelic, as if he would glimmer in the sunlight. Not that you would know, he mostly wears baggy clothes that are long in sleeves and pants. Like what? A vampire!

What would you even get out of this? He would’ve sucked your blood to death by now—but maybe splitting rent was just easier for him. If he was a vampire and he had no intention to murder you in cold blood, then you suppose you would let him stay.

What? He’s a great roommate, great cook, tidy, and fun to be around. Every time you think about it, it comes to a point where you realize he would make a great significant other. But that’s ridiculous, he's a vampire after all, so you conclude that you were just curious about him and his weird habits.

──

For step one, you decide to check for his reflection. Throughout your five second internet search along with your film viewing, you know for a fact that vampires do not have reflections. “Kai! Grab me a towel please!” You plead, voice shrill and loud as you patiently wait in the shower. Truthfully, you forgot your towel. But why not take this opportunity to test your hypothesis? Kai fumbles with the door knob as you peek through the corner of the curtain. “A-are you naked? My eyes are closed!” You turn to the mirror, fogged up by the steam. You tut in disapproval, wiping it away to reveal Kai’s apprehensive form. You pout, snatching the towel from him and wrapping it around yourself. “You can look now.” He peeks through his fingers and gasps at your still half-naked self as you sulk out of the bathroom. 

Admittedly, you almost quit after that encounter altogether. But one evening, Kai worked an odd shift, rendering him unable to cook dinner and leaving the meal up to you. He walks out of his room to a suspiciously clean and hazard free area, with food set on the table. “This looks… Edible.” He says shocked, earning an eye roll from you. “Do you not trust me to make dinner?” The other looks down, scratching his head. “Well, the last time you cooked I had to replace my nonstick pan. That thing’s been with me since elementary.” You huff, taking your seat across from him. “Whatever. I ordered it and put it on one of our plates. Happy?” He sits down as well, taking a serving for himself. “I'd be happier if you learned how to cook without burning the apartment down. It’s a very important life skill, you know.” You make a sound of annoyance, picking at your food. “I do other things—like cleaning. Besides, if I had skill, we wouldn’t be having garlic soy chicken.” The other freezes for a while and slowly looks up at you from his plate. “Does this have garlic?” You nod, pointing at the box over by the trash can. “Yup, it’s their most popular flavor. Honestly I like their other ones better—”

Kai spits the foot out and wraps his hands around his neck, dropping to the ground. “Holy shit!” You chant over and over, flailing around in circles as he lays on the floor. “In my room—desk drawer!” He hisses, and you frantically run across the place. You aren't even sure what you’re getting, but once you see a stack of epinephrine injections, you grab one and stab him with it. 

You kind of feel guilty for a moment, because you thought he was actually a vampire who couldn’t eat garlic. Turns out he just had an allergic reaction to garlic, which was rare but apparently not impossible.

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The following morning, you meekly knock at the door to his room. Today is his free day, and you wanted to make it up to him. You bring him flowers and a new EpiPen injection, smiling at him when he opens the door. “I’m sorry for poisoning you yesterday.” And for trying to prove you were a bloodsucking supernatural immortal. “We can go out today if you want? My treat.” His smile forms the shape of a box with his eyebrows upturned, and you know he’s about to reject you. “That’s fine, but I’m really not in the mood for—” — “Come on, Kai! We can do anything you want, please?” You plead, leaning over and pouting at him. He sighs in defeat, straightening his posture once he realizes your words. “Anything?” You nod fervently. “Anything.”

“Then,” he starts, fidgeting with the ends of his hoodie, “it’s a date.” You blink up at him, thinking for a moment. Oh like a friendly date, bonding together! You nod again, grin wide and bright. “Okay!”

It was after the park walk and arcade that you realized it may be more than a friendly date. You’re shifting uncomfortably in your seat, watching Kai order something in French you won’t even try to pronounce. “Kai, I don’t think I can afford any of these.” You whisper, to which he shakes his head. “It’s alright, I got it. You must be sick of my home cooking by now.” — “That’s not true!” You exclaim rather loudly, “I love your cooking.” He giggles at you, and you’re not sure if it’s the warm lighting against the other’s complexion or seeing him in something other than sweats that makes you anxious all of a sudden. “I’ll pay you for this, I swear.” Kai pushes his hair back and rests his face in his palm. “You can pay me back with another date.” Another date?! 

Your thoughts are cut by the smell of the food set in front of you, and you spare no time in stuffing as much as you can into your mouth as the other watches you in endearment. 

──

When you get home, he stops at the front door and stops you from pulling out your keys. You raise an eyebrow in question, while he laughs awkwardly to himself. “Today was really fun. I’m almost entirely glad that you decided to almost kill me yesterday.” You grin sheepishly at his words, “Again, I’m so sorry.” You’re about to continue rambling, but the other is staring at you so intensely you quiet down. “...What is it?”

“Can I kiss you?”

It’s embarrassing how quickly you answer yes, and you cup your cheeks in your palms in an attempt to hide the blush forming underneath—but it’s no use. He grabs the end of your fingers and replaces your hands with his, inching his face closer to yours. His lips move slow and calculated, rhythm steady as you let him work his way through your mouth. Just as you reciprocate his movements, your tongue is nicked by something sharp, making you jolt upright. But Kai doesn’t let you go, instead he crashes himself deeper into you, sucking at the surface of your tongue and separating with a resounding pop. The both of you take heavy breaths for a while, your hair disheveled and his bottom lip coated in crimson sheen. “I knew it!” You exclaim, before shrinking within yourself. “You’re—uh, you’re a…” You trail off, body pressed against the wooden panel. “I’m a vampire.” He breathes out, “Wait, you knew?” 

You’re trembling, panic-stricken as you nudge the doorknob over and over. “That’s not gonna turn without the key.” He mumbles, and you point your key at him in an ill attempt at self-defense. “Are you gonna eat me?!” 

“Eat—what? No.” He says, using his own key to unlock the place. You squeak as he maneuvers you into the apartment, and he settles you down on the couch across from him. “But how?” You start, “I can see your reflection?” — “Uh, yeah? I’m a vampire, not a figment of your imagination.” You deflate at his words, leaning forward. “But all the novels say—” He cuts you off with laughter. “All the novels? Do you read supernatural romance?” Defensive, you raise your arms. “It’s more drama than romance! They say vampires can’t see their reflection because they have no souls.” The other raises a brow, “Ouch. What does that even mean?” You shrug, completely lost. 

“So what’s true? About like, myths about you?” Pursing his lips in thought, Kai settles against the cushions. “The mirror thing is just stupid. I guess the garlic thing is true.” You blink, dumbfounded. “That’s real?” The other nods. “If convulsing on the floor was any indicator, then yeah.” You furrow your brows, “What kind of old vampire ailment gets cured via EpiPen?” — “I mean—it kind of works like an allergy anyway. Contact dermatitis and whatnot.” You scoff. “And whatnot,” you mock, “what about going out at night and wearing baggy clothes outside? What about sneaking off at dawn?” Tilting his head, he replies calmly. “I told you, I have work during the day and I work out at night—what are you doing?” You reach for the notepad stored in one of the drawers, twirling your pen as you go through every item on your list. “What about the tumbler?” Narrowing his eyes, he asks, “The tumbler?”

“What’s in your tumbler? You have it with you at all times, hell you even took it out today! Is it blood?” You ask as if it were scandalous, voice low and in a whisper. “It’s really just water.” He replies, “I feed through a network of fully consenting humans.” 

You put the pad down, crossing your arms at him with a glare. “You’ve never asked me to help you. Is my blood not good enough for your bourgeois taste buds?” Confusion paints his face, quick to dispute your statement. “No, and believe me, your blood has been really tempting. It’s just that, well, I like you—and I thought maybe you would hate me or something.” 

“Oh.” Your palms turn clammy as you shut them on each other, thinking of more questions. “So how long were you—like were you always a vampire?” He shakes his head in disagreement, answering, “I turned a few years back actually.” You gaze at him empathetically. “I’m sorry.” He laughs, indifferent. “Sorry for what?” You return the laugh nervously, “I… Don’t know.” A few beats of silence pass before you speak up again. “Well! At least now your skin is glowing and—” “Oh that’s not a myth…” He admits, “I’ve always looked like this.” Clearing your throat, you reply: “Well, you’re very pretty.” This coaxes a genuine smile from him. “Thanks, you’re very pretty too.” The both of you stay completely still again, though this time Kai breaks the silence. “Was all this an attempt to find out if I was a vampire?” You chuckle lightly, half humiliated. “No… I kind of gave up when I saw your reflection. I promise I didn’t mean to give you an allergic reaction.” He disregards your apologies lightly with a raised hand, still in thought. “About the date…” You’re quick to explain, “Honestly I didn’t think it was going to be a date date.” His frown and the dent between his brows deepen. “So you don’t like me?” Picking at the fabric of the couch, you stammer through your words.“I don’t—not like you? I just haven’t thought about you like that until recently, I guess.”

“So what do you think now?” You gaze up to see him staring at you, an unreadable expression on his face. “As long as you don’t kill me I’m fine—I think.” He follows up immediately, “Does that mean you’ll feed me? I’ll just take a little, I swear.” You wince at his eagerness, rubbing the skin of your nape. “Does it hurt?” Kai draws back at your reluctance, feigning nonchalance with a dismissive wave of hand. “A bit, yeah. But! I heard it makes some people feel good.” — “Good how?” The other shrugs, lips forming into a line. “Not sure.” Your curiosity has always led you to uncomfortable positions, this being the most life threatening one so far. Honestly, you should just drop this whole thing altogether.

“You’ll stop when I tell you to, right?” His face lights up again, jumping over to your side of the sofa. “Of course.”

Hesitant, you move away the hair behind your neck and Kai takes it as a sign to move even closer. He grabs your waist and hoists you up to straddle him, cheeks flushed when he looks into your eyes and realizes he’s gotten ahead of himself. After you reassure him with a peck on the lips, he dips his head over to the junction between your shoulder and face, looking up at you for a signal. Milliseconds after you nod, he sinks his teeth in slowly, rupturing the barrier of flesh. He halts for a minute before taking, as if the slightest movement would set you off. He can feel a squeak vibrate through your throat and your thighs tense against his hips, slightly trembling.

True to his word, he lets you go once he feels your grip tighten at his arms. He licks over the wound he created and kisses it, meeting your eyes again. You’re stunned in place, the only movement coming from rapid blinking and taking in breaths.

“Woah.”

He cups the sides of your face, searching your expression for discontent. “Woah? Woah bad or woah good?” You lean your head back and stare into the ceiling, lightly gripping the collar of his shirt. “As in I feel lightheaded—and weird. Feels super weird. Like I’m tipsy.” Gasping, the other fidgets in place, your weight keeping him down. “Oh no.” He starts to panic, but you shut it down by smiling at him, albeit loopy. “Don’t worry, I’m fine—great even.” You assure him, covering his face in short kisses before resting your cheek against his chest. Sighing in relief, Kai plays with the top of your head for a moment, before you grab both his wrists and look at him with sparkles in your eyes. “Can we do that again?”

halloooo i took a long break and this is kind of a warm-up back hehe i have like 3 fics in active development (plus one of the two/three part-ers i started last year, but it iz what it iz!

tag .ᐟ @hyunj00

[7ouls]

im REAAAAALLY sorry for the likje longest wait ever but in the meanwhile i've wiorked on my oc too so i'll prob post abt it soon. sorry if this is short or bad but it took me a long time to get motivation to write this 😓

(this isnt proofread so if u see any mistakes dont mind them i’ll correct them tomorrow cause im too tired)

fem! reader btw

Daisuke never liked to rely too much on other people, he was always told how annoying he can be so that would make him even more of a weight than he already is.

Although he can’t complain when his girlfriend is the one who gets to take care of him. After what happened at the Tulpar you could see big changes in his attitude, he tried to smile at you but you can see that it’s not the same genuine lovely smile he used to give you in the past, when he was still on earth with you.

You were his girlfriend before he got the news from his parents about the internship and no matter how much you tried to convince him to not leave he still did, promising you that he’d come back for you. He wasn’t wrong, but this isn’t what you were expecting.

He had many scars around his body, barely able to move. He was put in a wheelchair for a few months, just until the scars have healed and he could get back in feet.

Daisuke’s parents found him a therapist, ignoring the boy’s wishes not to. Because after all he had you, you were the only one who he opened up with about what happened to all of them, about how guilty he felt for them. You were the one holding him in your arms after he cried on your shoulder for hours, you were the one changing his dirty bandages but most of all you were the one that loved him.

At nights like this you liked to wait until Daisuke was sleeping to leave him on your shared bed and go out your balcony to watch the sky filled with the city’s light, and when days were harder you took the hidden pack of cigarettes and light one up.

As you were watching the sky above your head you felt moving inside the house but didn’t think much of it, as it could be your pet just wandering around.

Your presumption turned out to be wrong as you heard your name be yelled from your bedroom, you quickly get inside to check on the voice and found your boyfriend on the floor. You run to him and slowly get him back on your bed. He pouts seeing your worried face checking for any damage.

“Are you okay? How did you get down there, most importantly why were you th-“ He stops you before you can bombard him with even more questions.

“I’m sorry Y/n, i just needed to drink something and when i saw that you weren’t here i tried to take it myself but i couldn’t...” You could see the disappointment in his eyes, you thought he might be feeling like a weight on your shoulders so you tried your best to comfort him.

“Daisuke look at me. You don’t have to apologise, it’s my fault. I should’ve been there for you but i wasn’t and i’m sorry about that. You shouldn’t force yourself to move too much, the doctors said that your body is still too fragile to sudden movements.” The boy looked at you, the mention of doctors saddened him.

“I’m so tired of these doctors, i sometimes wish you could be the one treating me instead. And the therapist girl always keeps trying to make me spill stuff, is it wrong that i don’t want to talk about it? She keeps asking about you a lot too, she might be thinking that you know more than her.”

“She wouldn’t be wrong, if it makes you feel any better i could try speaking with her.” He tiredly nodded at you and you both get back in bed, drifting off into sleep while holding him.

“Goodnight Y/n, i love you.”

IDK HOW I FEEL ABOUT THIS. i weote it in 2 hours so maybe that why its so bad and yea im so tired idek what im saying

[canto-one]

If fear and hunger guys had tumblr:

💰 veteran-funger Follow

Hey! Did you know the dungeons of Fear and Hunger have treasure in them! For the low price of 50 gold, I'll sell you a treasure map. Dm me on discord thanks.

🗡 cumhara Follow

@celeste-on-hiatus I'll be back in a few weeks! Love you!

🍇 celeste-on-hiatus Follow

What.

🏹 legarde-hater Follow

I fucking hate le'garde. He keeps on having holy crusades for "Alll-mer" or something. MY WIFE AND CHILD DIED. I hate him so much. I want him dead. Sorry for the vent. It's been a tough week. I am going to track him down and kill him with my bare hands.

🛡 legarde-no1-fan Follow

Le'garde isn't that bad. Calm down, the crusades had a purpose. Stop being parasocial about a guy you don't even know? Sorry about your wife but you gotta get over it. You're a full grown man.

🏹 legarde-hater Follow

I added "Le'garde apologists" to my DNI, leave me alone freak. Go and kiss Le'garde's ass somewhere else.

🛡 legarde-no1-fan Follow

I will! You know, they say Le'garde is in the Dungeons of Fear and Hunger?! Yeah. I'm going there. Fuck you. I'll save his ass and send you pics of us together.

🏹 legarde-hater Follow

Hey guys I'll be at the dungeons of fear and hunger for a bit.

🏹 legarde-hater Follow

Hey do you guys like my dog?

💀 old-night Follow

That ain't a dog. It has twice the amount of eyes??

🏹 legarde-hater Follow

Her name is moonless <3

🗡 cumhara Follow

@celeste-on-hiatus how do we feel about another kid?

🛡 legarde-no1-fan Follow

On the way to save my cutesy bf! Wish me luck!

🛡 legarde-no1-fan Follow

Found some people in a cave.. gonna talk to them. Maybe they'd like to hear about alll-mer. I don't think they've left this cave before :)!

🛡 legarde-no1-fan Follow

Um.. they did not like alll-mer. In other words, a blue haired guy and a small girl saved me! Wish us luck. And yes guys, i do love legarde. Idk what "comphet" is? Sorry. Is that an old god? I read about that in a book.

🌚 rher Follow

Comphet is an old god, yeah. He's the old god of denial.

🛡 legarde-no1-fan Follow

Oh thanks!

♟️ enki-ankarian Follow

Today I almost died as a sacrifice. Though, I stopped it because I had a vision. Apparently something inside the dungeons of Fear and Hunger is waiting for me. I'll update my blog as I continue on.

♟️ enki-ankarian Follow

I hear screaming. Dogs barking and a man crying. I'm reading.

♟️ enki-ankarian Follow

Something broke through the wall. I'm reading. Lots of information to bring back.

♟️ enki-ankarian Follow

Can't get fucking quiet in this dungeon. Gonna have to leave this library and find a new one. People are so inconsiderate sometimes.

⚔️ legarde ✅️✅️ Follow

Day one dungeons of fear and hunger. They gave me rotten flesh as food. Not befitting for a man such as I.

⚔️ legarde ✅️✅️ Follow

Day two, dungeons of fear and hunger. They chained me up and this rather large man has been watching me. Help?

⚔️ legarde ✅️✅️ Follow

I hear footsteps. Maybe someone's coming to save me!

⚔️ legarde ✅️✅️ Follow

I think the guard died.

🏹 legarde-hater Follow

I lived bitch.

🗡 cumhara Follow

Well I left the dungeons. No treasure but I got a kid I guess.

♟️ enki-ankarian Follow

Still reading.

🔮 nosramus-blogs Follow

Still reading.

🛡 legarde-no1-fan Follow

How to do necromancy

🛡 legarde-no1-fan Follow

Why doesn't he love me

🛡 legarde-no1-fan Follow

What is a "lesbian"

🛡 legarde-no1-fan Follow

Why do i like when i see girls kissing

🛡 legarde-no1-fan Follow

Le'garde is dead.

🛡 legarde-no1-fan Follow

Leaving dungeons now. I didn't save le'garde but i found out i was a lesbian.

[rainismdata]

I'm stressed right now, so— here I am thinking about mpreg!Bruce and how would he deal with the information that he's now pregnant. Because... well— because. And this is all would be very much out of character.

this would be for AquaBat, SuperBat, and LanternBat.

It's in one tumblr post bcs I'm too tired to make separate posts.

Arthur × Bruce

Bruce would be furious, confused, afraid, and sad at the same time. Because, he doesn't have any relationship with Arthur (or maybe not yet, idk). Also, it's only a few years after the first born of Arthur Curry's child. He knows Arthur and Mera has separated and still become good friends with each other. He knows he's older than he was the first time he met Arthur and if anything, this pregnancy then would be having more obstacles than if he's younger.

Arthur would find him in the training ground, tiring himself out of confusion as to what should he do about the information. He was just found out that he's pregnant after he was fainted on patrol, and Alfred was checking up on him.

Arthur would catch him into his embrace to stop Bruce bruising himself any further. To watch the realization hits Bruce's eyes. Bruce then get a hold of Arthur, leaning closer.

I'll make Atlanna and Mera (hell, also Orm, later when the babies has been growing up) to be happy and congratulating them. Helping Bruce in the process. Helping Bruce to live in Amnesty Bay, so Arthur, Atlanna, and Mera can keep an eye on him.

Clark × Bruce

Idk but I think they would be very much in fluffy domestic thing. Like I know He would be very much freightened still, but he's more calm. He waits for the right time to tell Clark about it.

Until then he told Clark about it, and Clark was a smiling mess even more. Clark knew about it, because he heard more clear heartbeat, a new one, coming from Bruce, but it's not Bruce's. And Clark also wait the time for Bruce to tell him.

Bruce would probably protest as to why Clark didn't let him know earlier. But, actuall, Clark has gave him signs. For one thing, he realized as to why Clark's becoming to be more protective, alarmed, and attentive to Bruce; Clark tried so hard not to make Bruce's stressing out of the League by making one himself.

Fluff. Domestic. Cute. Everything. I'm adding it right away.

Hal × Bruce

It was actually close as what he feels on what I was writing in Arthur×Bruce, but without the fighting. It's just him becoming more quiet. He didn't tell anyone about it. Just Alfred who knows about it. At times, he would excuse him self to go out from the JL's meeting room. Hal would recognize the unusual eye blinks as if Bruce is more tired than usual. He's continuously telling Bruce to drink more water as his lips sometimes was dry.

After two weeks of Earth time out for galactical mission, Hal's back to the Mansion when he found out that Bruce wasn't at the batcave. Alfred told him that Bruce was in his room all day. He didn't know if he's already eat or not. He asked Hal to tell him know if Bruce has ate the foods Alfred brought to his room.

Fast forwards, Hal sits on the bedside, Bruce's side and heard faint sniffle. They talk a little, to the point of Bruce telling Hal the truth. Hal asked "How are you feeling?" when he's given the time to finally speak after Bruce's story and sorry(s). Bruce got his head down and closed his eyes while answering the question.

Hal put his hand on Bruce's cheek to feel the tears coming down to his hand. He get Bruce's head up towards him. "Show me." Hal said, then Bruce opened his eyes, Hal sees the watery blue eyes of Bruce. Hal could see what Bruce is feeling.

[tsxkkis]

# iwaizumi hajime - won't let go

a/n = i'm not the best at writing hurt/comfort type of stuff, but i hope this piece is alright ^^ also we love iwaizumi on this acc sm he's the man fr.

summary = after an argument, iwaizumi needs to apologize.

warnings = one swear word, argument, idk what else.

the sound of rain hitting the ground came from behind your window, being the only thing disrupting the silence inside. the storm was getting heavier with each passing hour, taking you and many others by surprise, since the last few weeks have all been sunny and warm. luckily you didn't go outside today; or the day before, or two days before, or ever since the argument.

the last thing you expected, in this type of weather especially, was to hear a knock on the door. you didn't order anything, and your parents were supposed to come back from their trip on sunday. so who could it possibly be?

you slowly opened the door only to be met with the tall, dark-haired boy, his clothes soaking wet from the rain, hair sticking to his forehead.

iwaizumi.

"what are you doing her-"

your words were quickly cut off by the boy, his eyes locked on the ground in front of him before his head went up, his focus now on your face.

"i'm sorry."

you were used to the fact that iwaizumi didn't show much emotion on his face, but you also knew one other thing. his eyes would always tell the truth. and right now, as you stared into them, you were positive about how genuine his words were.

"iwa, we can't go on like this if you don't trust me."

he knew you were right. after all, that was the most crucial part of a relationship; trusting one another wholeheartedly. and iwaizumi trusted you, there was no doubt of that. but something was different that day.

maybe it was the fact that he was mad after losing the match. maybe it was how jealous he was at the smile you gave to the karasuno members, how you celebrated with them after they won. but all of those things just rubbed him the wrong way.

he knew that you were their manager, but you were also his girlfriend. and something made him feel betrayed that day.

"maybe we shouldn't continue this, then."

his words felt like a knife going right through your heart. you could feel your eyes getting watery the very moment they left iwaizumi's mouth. as you looked down, trying to hold back the tears as well as thinking of what you should say back to him, you heard kiyoko, one of your fellow managers, calling you from the other side of the hall, since there was a team meeting before the next game.

you turned around and left, without a word, wiping away the single tear that managed to slip and roll down your cheek, assuring your friends that yes, everything is okay.

oh, what a lie that was.

you didn't see him since last week. in the meantime, karasuno managed to win the final and secure their place in nationals, and as happy as you were for your team, you couldn't help but shake the sadness away after what happened between you and iwaizumi.

"come inside. you're gonna catch a cold." a deep sigh left your lips as you gestured for him to enter the house, closing the door behind him. you quickly turned around heading towards the bathroom. "you're soaking wet. i'll grab you a towel."

"please, listen to me first." iwaizumi's voice sounded desperate as it echoed from behind you, his hand reaching out to gently grab you by the arm.

"not until i'm sure you won't get sick." you looked at him for a spare second, and he decided not to stop you. he waited patiently in the hallway, reaching out to take the towel you handed him the moment you stepped out of the bathroom, along with a hoodie and pants for him to change into.

his hoodie and his pants. ones that he left in your house on purpose, ones you always used as pajamas when the nights got cold.

as you stood there in silence, watching iwaizumi dry his hair, you couldn't help but realize how awkward it all felt. it was never this way between you two; you could spend hours without speaking, just spending quality time with each other and it just felt right. but now, after the argument it was different. and you didn't enjoy that at all.

"i'm sorry. about what i said after the game." he took a deep breath, looking up at you, his words disrupting the silence. "i was just, jealous. and mad. i was mad after losing that match, and it made me even more furious to see that you were so, happy."

you didn't bother to interrupt him, letting him explain everything.

"i know you're their manager, and you felt happy your team won. i completely understand that. it would be weird if you weren't cheering them on. i just couldn't help but feel bad." his eyes were glued to the floor, the overwhelming feeling of shame taking over him. "i know that i fucked up, really badly, and there's nothing to excuse what i said that day." iwaizumi could feel the tears starting to form, but he did his best not to let them spill, a shaky breath escaping his lips. "i just need you to know that- that i don't feel that way. i don't think we shouldn't continue this thing that we have. because i love you. i love you too much to lose you like this, to lose you because of my stupid actions."

your eyes widened at his words. there it was.

the first time he ever said those words.

you took a step towards him, your hand reaching out to gently lay down on his cheek, a small yet warm and gentle smile gracing your face.

"it's okay, hajime." your words sounded so soothing to him, you're voice calming and soft, even though millions of emotions were going through you that moment. "i accept your apology. i just couldn't help but feel hurt by your words that day, you know. i think it's quite understandable."

he looked up at you, nodding in response, as his hand instinctively went up to yours, thumb trailing little circles on the outer part of it.

"and, one more thing." he had a questioning look on his face, his head tilted to the side as he heard your words, your body moving just a little bit closer to him. "i love you too."

a shy smile appeared on his face, his fingers interlocked with yours as you stared at each other, both happy inside that this situation was over with.

"it's still raining. you can stay here until it stops, if you want."

iwaizumi squeezed your hand, his smile noticeably growing as he heard it.

"i would love to."

taglist: @ox1-lovesick @moonswolfie @wyrcan

[summercourtship]

78. "Don't fucking touch what is not yours"

Jonathan finds out Eddie and reader had sex and decides to arrive conveniently when Eddie is at the apartment, forcing him to hide while Jonathan fucks the reader (knowing Eddie is there and saying stuff to rile him up)

Oh yeah, that’s the good stuff. Reminds me a bit of a dream sequence idea I had for earlier in the fic where Edward fucks the reader while Jonathan watches but its like… clinical. IDK, there's a reason it didn’t get used, it’s not a good idea. The ideas you have while ovulating are not always the best in the long run. this one was... interesting to write lmao. i don't think it's particularly in character but i also am incapable of writing truly perverted stuff (maybe one day i'll do it.... i have the ideas and then when i go to write them they become so sanitized lmao)

warnings: possessive behavior, voyeurism/exhibitionism, not super explicit, minimal proofreading lmao | word count: 850

A knock at her door spurred Edward into motion. Even if it was just a delivery person, he didn’t want to risk being seen and quickly slipped into her bedroom while she somewhat flailed about trying to figure out what to do (it was endearing, at least). He shut the bedroom door carefully, not wanting to make any noise that would alert anyone to his presence. Then, slowly, he pressed his ear to the door, listening and waiting. 

Sometime between when he had left the couch and shut the door behind him, she had answered the front door. He could barely make out her voice, though it seemed tense- whether that was because she was anxious about someone finding Edward or because of who was on the other side of the door, he was unsure. A lower and softer voice answered her before becoming louder- she had let whoever it was into the apartment, which was enough to clue Edward in to who had showed up unannounced.

He listened to them talk, straining his ears as he was unable to make out what they were saying. Then footsteps started to approach down the hall and Edward was once again forced to move, scrambling to the only option available- the small closet in the corner of her room. The door had just snapped shut when the bedroom door opened and Jonathan Crane entered, pulling her behind him. She looked around, her eyes clearly searching the room for Edward before focusing back on Jonathan before the latter became suspicious of her distraction.

Jonathan took her by the arm and pushed her onto the bed, and Edward was suddenly very grateful that he hadn’t opted to hide underneath it. 

He would like to say that he kept his eyes shut, that he willed himself to ignore everything that was happening just a few feet away from him. And he did close his eyes for what felt like an eternity as he listened to the sounds of Jonathan kissing her, to the rustle of clothing being removed, to the noises he knew she was biting back for his sake. 

The sounds by themselves would have been enough to arouse him, but knowing that the whimpers and half-muffled moans were coming from her was enough to send him imagination reeling, which in turn created a fairly obvious problem in his pants that he wouldn’t be able to deal with discreetly anytime soon. Any attempts to will himself into an unaroused state failed, her near constant sighs enough to keep his blood pumping. 

When he finally gave in to himself and opened his eyes again, he could see her through the slats of the closet door, laying on her bed, shirtless with her breasts on full display. Jonathan was perched over her body, holding her arms above her head as he kissed her hungrily. Edward watched, trying not to focus on the way her hips ground up against Jonathan’s thigh, nestled between her legs.

Her eyes slid to the closet door, heavy and unreadable. He wondered if she could feel his eye contact, burning a hole in the wood. Then, as if realizing that she was looking at the closet for too long, she quickly returned her attention to the other man. But it was enough, and Crane slowly turned his head to look at the closed door. His pupils were blown, his face flushed, and his hair wild. 

It was silent for a moment until Crane tilted his head to the side. 

“Are you going to watch me fuck her, Nashton?”

Edward was very still. Jonathan didn’t look away, still looking back at the closet door with an unreadable expression. As he continued speaking, he began to run his hands down her torso.

“Are you going to watch me take what’s mine? Because she is mine, and you know that.” Jonathan’s hands cupped her breasts, his thumbs swiping over her nipples. All Edward could think about was how his hands had been in that same position not an hour ago. “You’re just going to stand there and watch me fuck her until she can’t even remember who you are, until all she knows is my-” he pinched her nipples between his fingers then, her back arching slightly as she stuttered out a gasp- “cock.” 

He continued down her body, his hands resting on her underwear.

“Or at least until you learn that you don’t fucking touch what’s not yours.” Crane’s voice was low, the words a warning. Then, he yanked her underwear down her legs, leaving her completely naked to both his and Edward’s stares. 

“You belong to me.” Jonathan had leaned down to hiss in  her ear, but Edward heard it clearly and knew it was for the both of them. A warning, a reminder. 

But then Edward thought of her last night. Legs around him, riding him like he held the key to her salvation. Her eyes, looking into him with an intensity he only saw in himself when he decided to watch back his own videos. Her mouth, hot and wanting, willing and accepting. 

Last night, he thinks when her eyes slide over to the closet again, she belonged to him. 

[pepsiboyy]

starboy part 1

P1 P2

pairing: y/n x chris sturniolo

summary: y/n, born and raised in los angeles, moves across the country to boston. when she feels like she has nobody, she makes some new friends at her new job. she grows particularly close with the sturniolo triplets, where she finds a lot in common with one of them.

warnings: just cursing

lowercase intentional!!!

author's note: hii! this is my first story on here and i hope it goes okay?? idk i suppose we will see where it goes. thanks a ton for reading!! let me know what you think! sincerely, apollo <3

my head smacked against the car window, causing me to immediately lift my head and blink a few times.

"morning, y/n. sleep well?" my mom carefully stated while looking at me in the rearview mirror. i shrugged and tried to keep my eyes opened as i watched all of the unfamiliar buildings pass by.

everything was so different here.

-

a few weeks ago, my mom received a job offer here in boston. our family didn't particularly struggle with money, but if she wanted to keep her job, we had to move.

me, on the other hand? i couldn't believe what i was hearing when she sat me down at the dining room table. "what do you mean we're... leaving?" i felt my hands shake. sadness? anger? i couldn't even tell.

"well, i got a job offer-" she started, but i immediately cut her off with my hands slamming against the table.

"fuck your job offer, what about everything we have here!? my friends, my job... everything?" i shouted, my voice beginning to shake towards the end.

"language," my mom started, but let out a deep sigh, "i understand your frustration. that's why we're waiting until you graduate."

-

i let out a shaky sigh at the thought. this wasn't fair. my best friend was still in los angeles, harper. she was my best friend since childhood, and leaving her hurt more than anything i could even describe.

"we're here," my mom breathed, looking at me through the rearview mirror. i could tell she was trying to read my emotions, sadness in her eyes. i stared at her for a few moments before opening the car door and stepping out quickly.

"wow, it's gorgeous." i heard my father say, his arm wrapping around my mom's waist as he kissed the top of her head. i felt myself physically cringe as i grabbed my bags and a few pairs of shoes that didn't fit within the bags. i looked at the house in front of me.

it was pretty nice. fairly homey. very different from our house back in california. i took in a deep breath before beginning to walk towards the door.

-

my room was pretty nice, i had to admit. it was a little bigger than my room back at home- or.. what was home, i guess. i laid against my bed and stared at my ceiling before standing up.

while i was packing, i applied for a few jobs here in boston. a lot of them turned me down as i only have a little bit of work experience, but what can you do? i guess. i got accepted by a grocery store though, one i hadn't seen before. it was called star market? we didn't have those on the west coast, but they're pretty popular here. the pay was minimum wage, but it's a start. it didn't really matter to me. anything to get me out of the house and just do something. get myself out there.

i let out a deep sigh and closed my eyes. with every thought racing through my head, finally i managed to let my mind rest and slowly drift into sleep.

-

"y/n, are you sure you'll be okay?" my mom mumbled, carefully touching my hair and fixing the loose strands. i chuckled softly and nodded. "i'll be fine, just a bit nervous. new place and new job." i mumbled, playing with my fingers. my mom nodded.

"i understand. you'll do great. just talk to your coworkers, maybe make friends?" she asked, smiling. i sighed.

i know she's simply trying to help, but it's hard. i had a perfectly great life in california and i feel like i'm being forced to restart completely.

"right." i replied, letting out a sigh before stepping towards the door.

-

my earbuds were playing music as i walked. i didn't have a car yet, so.. i had to walk. it's right down the street, so no biggie. in broad daylight, i didn't see it as a big deal. i hummed as i turned a corner, and sure enough, it really was right there. i crossed the street and approached the doors, blinking a few times.

so this is my new job. it looked a lot nicer in person than in the pictures. that made me feel a little better. i walked in.

"hi, umm... my name is y/n.. it's my first day?" i mumbled shyly to the older lady standing at the front. she looked me up and down. i swallowed and gripped my backpack's straps, looking around. why was she looking at me like that.

"you're y/n y/l/n?" she started to smile, and i felt a wave of relief wash over me.

"yeah," i smiled softly back.

"cool, let me call nick over." she told me before turning away and beginning to say something into her walkie.

after a few minutes of awkwardly standing with my hands in my pockets.

"hi-"

"oh fuck-" i gasped, turning around and grasping my chest. my eyes widened as i shook my head, "oh god i'm sorry- i didn't mean to say that, you just scared me," i breathed, smiling softly.

the boy laughed softly and shook his head. "oh, girl you're completely fine, i'm the same way," he chuckled.

i smiled softly. i then gasped and quickly held out my hand. "my name is y/n, it's my first day." i looked up at the boy with the nose ring and curly hair in front of me. i assumed he was nick.

"hi y/n, i like your name a lot. it's pretty! i'm nick. lose the formalities, let loose, you're good." he smiled and shook my hand softly before pulling away and beginning to walk away. i followed.

"are you from around here, or?" nick asked, turning to me and beginning to walk to the back.

"ah, yeah.. i uhh, moved here from los angeles, actually." i scoffed.

nick seemed to throw his eyebrows up as he turned to me. "los angeles? really? i've always wanted to go, i've been like once but... i still want to go, doesn't change anything." he smiled before he quickly turned to me. "sorry, it's probably like... not that special to you, but," he shrugged, "it's across the country. i mean, culture shock.... is that a real thing?"

i smiled brightly. something about the way nick spoke to me so casually was really comforting. "oh, it's definitely a real thing."

as we walked towards the back, we passed a boy with similar hair and features, and i blinked at him before i shrugged it off and kept following nick. nick seemed to notice this though, and smiled. "that's my brother, matt," he mumbled, and i smiled and nodded. "you two look really similar." i replied, before we came to a stop.

"this is where you'll clock in every day. just type in your employee number and tap clock in," he told me as he demonstrated. i nodded carefully. "it's totally normal if you don't remember your numbers, i wrote them down for you." he handed me a sticky note. i smiled and folded it, putting it into my clear phone case.

"i appreciate it, thanks." i smiled.

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"and that's how you do it," nick stated confidently.

to be brutally honest, i was still a little lost. we kept just talking about life, random things. i found out nick and i got along really well, and we were the same age.

"i appreciate you walking me through everything," i breathed, rubbing my arm. as we walked back to customer service, i noticed a boy with longer brown hair kneeled down and putting some things on a shelf. i could hear the music playing from his earbuds from here.

nick looked at me and smiled. "oh, and that's my other brother. chris." he smiled. i blinked at him. "you guys all look the same," i started, and he stopped me. "yeah, we're triplets." he chuckled. my eyes went wide as i smiled softly. "wow, you don't see that every day." i chuckled and walked past chris.

"matt, this is y/n. she's gonna be working up here at customer service with you." nick told him, and matt turned to me with a soft smile. i smiled back at him.

"hi, i'm matt." he mumbled, holding out his hand. we shook hands quickly. this guy was so shy but he seemed cool, too. "hi, matt." i smiled at him.

-

the day went by surprisingly fast. i talked a lot with matt, and found out that we have a lot of similar tastes in music and style. "you should talk to my brother chris, he likes that a lot too," he would tell me. i felt like he said it every other sentence, actually. "wow, i really gotta meet this chris guy then, don't i?" was how i finally responded.

matt nodded with a warm smile. "yeah, you do." he smiled.

he helped me a lot with customers throughout the day, and learning the system. he was very helpful, and the way he spoke with customers was kind of admirable. i was excited to be as knowledgeable as he was to those who needed it.

"what do you drive?" he asked me after helping someone, and i blinked. "oh, i don't drive- i walked here." i smiled at him, but my smile dropped when i noticed him look at me with shock, and some worry. "you walked here?" he asked, blinking a few times. i shrugged. "yeah, my house is literally right around the corner.

"i can take you home, i wouldn't walk around at night," he stated firmly, looking at me with only seriousness. i smiled softly. these guys were really nice. "i'd umm.. i'd like that, actually." i smiled.

"matty-poo, are you clocked out yet?" a voice rang in the distance, very similar to his.

"i told you to stop calling me that, chris. have you met y/n?" he questioned, smiling at him. i looked over at chris and felt like i might stop breathing in that moment.

he was stunning. and he may have looked nearly identical to the other two, but something about his hair and the way it perfectly fell on his head, the way he was dressed so laid back and clearly himself yet still appropriately for work.

"y/n?" i heard matt say as i turned quickly to him and then back to chris. "oh, right, sorry. hi, name's y/n," i chuckled shyly and held out my hand. chris, instead of shaking my hand, dapped me up and snapped softly afterwards. i chuckled. i didn't know people did that in boston, too.

"hi, i'm chris." he smiled softly.

"i gotta finish cleaning up a few things here, if you and y/n wanna head to the car? we're giving her a ride home." matt mumbled as he was getting the trash together. i offered to help, but this guy insisted on doing closing duties for the night.

"oh okay sick, sure. come on, y/n." chris stated and began walking towards the car, pulling his hoodie over his head. i followed closely behind him. it was sort of awkward at first, but i heard his music again and smiled softly. i tapped his shoulder, indicating i wanted to tell him something.

"poppin by yeat?" i asked, and he blinked a few times, fully putting his earbuds away and into his pocket. "damn, you listen to year?" he smiled and put his hands in his pockets.

i chuckled and shrugged. "i dabble. i listen to whatever sounds cool." chris smiled. "good taste." i nodded as we approached what i assumed was their car. a kia sedona. simple, but perfect for them, i thought.

chris leaned against the side of the car, and after some thought, i leaned against the car beside him. "the stars are really nice here in boston, much easier to see than in los angeles." i chuckled. chris looked at me as he hadn't heard the rundown yet. "you're from los angeles?" he questioned, and i nodded softly. "that's sick." he stated and turned back to the sky. "me and my brothers have always wanted to go." he smiled softly to himself.

i chuckled and nodded, having heard a few times but decided to keep my mouth shut. "it's nice, but i guess because i'm used to it, it really isn't that exciting." i hummed. he seemed to understand what i was saying.

we sat in silence for a few moments before he turned to me. "why'd you move?" he asked, and i scoffed. "i um.. my mom got a new job. just like in the movies." i mumbled with a soft laugh, and chris smiled at me. "you graduate?" he asked, and i nodded. "yeah, left a week and a half afterwards." i mumbled. he frowned. "i'm sorry to hear," he replied, and i smiled at him. "don't be. i appreciate it though." he smiled softly. "yeah, no problem."

we sat in silence before he turned to me and popped open his airpods case, motioning it towards me. "airpod?" he asked, and i smiled and carefully took one, placing it in my ear. i checked them beforehand.

he put on music and we sat in silence and listened to his playlist. without a doubt, we had the same taste in music.

"y/n!!! how was your first day!!" nick shouted from the distance as he ran towards their car, making me smile brightly.

-

the car ride was peaceful, i sat beside nick in the backseat while matt drove and chris accompanied him in the passenger seat. chris and matt argued for about five minutes before we left about who would have the aux, and i smiled when chris got the aux and put on a song i was fairly familiar with.

"and then a left here," i stated, humming softly to the music. i saw matt shoot chris a glance, resulting in chris smacking matt's arm.

"aaand it's here," i smiled and sat up, waiting for matt to come to a stop before undoing my seatbelt. "i really appreciate you guys for today, thank you for helping me today and making me feel at home." i smiled gently. "i'll see you guys tomorrow?" i mumbled, and matt shook his head. "nick and i are off tomorrow, but chris will be there." he mumbled, and chris gave me a big thumbs up. i smiled softly and nodded, waving and jogging to my door.

-

considering the store closed at midnight, it was about 12:45 by the time i got in my room and sighed. my parents were asleep. i looked around and hummed to myself.

i'll unpack tomorrow morning, i thought.

i changed and laid in bed in my pajamas, staring at my ceiling. i really did have a great day, but chris and the way he just seemed to understand me really struck me. i looked at my hands and sighed softly.

no way i have lived here for two days and already find a guy cute.

i let out a deep, hefty sigh, pinching the bridge of my nose. i'll see where it goes, i thought.

and with that, i slowly fell asleep, looking forward to working with chris tomorrow.

HELLO PLEASE LET ME KNOW WHAT U GUYS THING i feel like i rambled so bad in this??? this is my first thing i've written in a long time and it's very much like..... a pilot? it really goes through the reader meeting the triplets and going through the first day - i APROMISEDJGKSAJDFG it gets more interesting UGHHH ok happy 5am goodnight <333 sincerely, apollo <33

[jellyfiishatr]

Hey I wondering if you could write (atsv) gwen stacy x reader where y/n was waiting for gwen to return with captain stacy (gwen's dad)

(Can you make it where gwen and y/n are already in a romantic relationship, if that's ok)

a/n : I hope this is okay!! Idk for sure if this is what you asked for, but I definitely hope it was (*_ _)人

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content : hurt/comfort / eventual fluff

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After Peter's passing she had become distant and less communicative. She would ignore your messages for days a time, or act as if she didn't know you in the halls. You'd try to catch her at her locker but it would always end in a, "I'm fine." Or, "I'll talk to you later about it okay." But later never did come.

Your relationship felt one-sided. She didn't mean for it to be that way but she thought if she did speak up about what had really happened all hell would break loose. You would think she's lying and run away from her, or think she had killed him like her father said spiderwoman did.

All you wanted was to be able to sit in the same room with her, and her the same.

Months passed you by as you passed by her apartment. Hoping one day it would be her opening the door instead of her father, "not here." He'd always mumble out softly. Somedays it'd seem like he never had the energy to get up, but he'd always be so calm and patient with you. He'd send you a small empty smile before watching you leave sadly.

You just hoped that she would come back and take you in her arms with a welcoming hug.

You wouldn't want her to have a big apology for kepping you in the dark, or a big bouquet for you. You'd just want her to take her in her comforting arms with a loving kiss to your forehead, telling you that everything was alright.

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Nighttime came and went, your alarm going off as the morning sun shone through your curtains. You shuffled in your bed, turning over to shut your alarm off with a groan. You get up with a strained groan, your throat dry as you smacked your lips.

You walked out your house making your way to her's only expecting the same as every other day. You were slowly losing hope she'd ever come back.

The sound of the elevator buttons rang through the small space, the soft radio music playing as it went up. The doors opened as you made it to her apartment floor. A sigh escaping your lips as you placed one foot after the other outside of the small space. Dragging your feet slightly against the carpeted floors.

You perk up to the sound of chatter coming from an apartment, maybe her dad had a friend over to cheer him up. You knocked against the hardwood a couple times. The chatter stopped as soft whispers were then heard, you couldn't make out what was being said but you were sure he was just telling his friend to maybe quiet down.

The door opened and you look up expecting to see the tall man to give you the sad news that she wouldn't be her today either.

Instead, you were quickly pulled into a warm embrace of a much smaller person. Their hair tickling the skin on your neck as they placed their head right on your shoulder, their lanky arms wrapping around you tightly with a happy sigh.

"gwen...?" You said softly, a soft gasp leaving your lips as you looked at her.

She pulled back from your hug slightly, nodding happily. She was excited to see you, her negative thoughts cleared as her dad had told you what happened. And him also telling her the few months you'd come by and check to see if she was there. It made her feel loved with the way you still cared even when she didn't deserve to be so seen.

You pulled her back in for a hug, pressing a quick peck to her forehead with a happy laugh.

You stay like that for a moment. Shutting your eyes as both of you just bask in eachothers presence for that quick minute. The months of grief and sorrow leaving your bodies as you melted in eachothers touch.

She was finally home.

[moodymisty]

(This isn't a request, just some Konrad daydreams driven by 4am insomnia that had me screeching and I just have to share with someone while I wait for my meds to kick in!!)

Your recent post about the stinky rat man got me thinking of something truly, hilariously awful: Konrad's favorite meow meow is a PERPETUAL.

Maybe he watches her die. Maybe he accidentally kills her himself. Whatever happens, he'd probably be losing. his. fucking. mind.

..And then she comes back. Oh god, I'm loving imagining at how truly deranged he would be over that. I know he tortures Vulkan SUPER HARD after finding out he's a perpetual, but that seemed driven a lot by "You think you're good and noble(and sane)? I'll drag you down to my level."

I wonder if he'd mistake her as some kind of phantom/delusion brought on by grief and madness at first. Extra comedy: he accidentally(purposely?) kills her again while freaking out over her showing back up alive LMAO. Meow meow can't catch a fuckin' break with this man.

Now I'm wondering how a few other primarchs would react to something similar though

Sanguinius and his sons in mourning and his dead wife just shows back up like "Why did you bury me alive?!" completely unaware she DIED.

Perturabo's shitass sons being like "I told you it was a waste of time!" and then the horror of realizing they didn't escape their step-mom after all.

I'd assume all the primarchs would try to find out what the fuck happened, and maybe go to Malcador for information once they start drawing blanks? Idk.

Fulgrim would so cute, just hyped as fuck. "I have a wife? That won't get old and die before me?? I don't have to lose this one???" Bonus points if she's the last one he was going to marry because he got too heartbroken seeing his wives get old and die over and over 😫 the queen and her corgis vibe forreal

I can't really figure out Mortarion even though he's one of my faves. On one hand, WITCH!! On the other hand,he'd be so relieved the One Good Thing in his life isn't actually gone forevet..

Oh my g o d. Lorgar. Thefucking goddess shit would go CRAZY. Kor Phaeron slamming his head against a wall because he thought he finally WON. HOW DID SHE DO THAT? Some of his followers getting spooked about being rid of her because s u r e l y it was the Powers who orchestrated such a miracle... So maybe she is meant to be here? Uh oh.

Guilliman is another one I'm just like ????. All I can think of, is he'd quietly go find Emps/Malcador and be like "whattheFUCK? explain?please?how?"

It might be because I'm heavily sedated but it's all sO funny to think about. Some legions quietly rejoicing because The Distraction is gone and shejust. Comes back 😭

But can you imagine the parties thrown by the ones who really loved their legion mothers?! And you thought theFUNERAL was extravagant..

Im not sure what time it is there but I hope you slept well and have a good morning! Sorry forcthis stream of consciousness garbage by theway LOL but you always have such cool takes on things I couldnt help muself

This a joy to read friend, I have nothing to add.

Lorgar in particular with a perpetual beloved would be fucking INSANE. His whole religious trauma would be going wild as well as even some of the more apprehensive Word Bearers might be a bit more, respectful.

Imaging Vulkan's wife ends up coming back a few weeks after they desperately mourned her loss, and it's time for the galaxy's largest hug. They form a line.

[mikalame]

Heyyy could I request Tom with a reader who works for the band (books hotels, helps with set up, etc?) so shes always going on tour with them and he’s had the biggest crush on her for ages. Queue the boys making gestures and teasing him, maybe one of them accidentally tells reader that he likes her after they’ve been drinking?

Idk whether Tom would admit it or get embarrassed and pissy but I’ll leave it up to you 😭 feel free to make your own plot up if you prefer!! I have a hard time using my imagination 😬

Thx!! <3

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You had been spending the last few minutes organising the roster for the bands next tour, being deep in thought just clicking and putting the name of songs in time slots.

Once you finished wrapping up the Europe tour you were about to work on the next one when your hear heavily footsteps and giggles coming from the hallway.

Thinking it was just the band doing band stuff and mucking around before heading back onto the road you didnt think much of it just continuing your work.

Tom's pov

"Oooo, ___ in the room, you gonna go up to her and give her a big smooch on the lips" Georg teases pouting his lips, "Fuck off Georg" Tom groans he had been putting up with this teasing since yesterday when tom stuttered when talking to ___.

"Awww is little tommy embarrassed awww" Gustav cooed joining in with the teasing giggling as they stick around the corridor laughing more as tom tries to pull them away.

"What are you embarrassed about Tom" A voice comes from the room tom was dreading "Oh um nothing ___" Tom's vooice shakes, thinking this is like all conversations between the two and wanting to tease abit more bill deciceds to help his brother.

"We were just talking about a little party were going to later tonight, would you like to come" Bill smiles sweetly, Tom whipping his head to the side to look at bill with a 'what the hell' exspression, Georg and Gustav both look at eachother then bill all three of their faces grinning like madmen.

"Oh um are you sure, i would love to" You say adjusting the files in your hand, "No you should definatly come totally" The boys reasure you talking about the time they will come to your hotel door and what not.

"Why the hell would you do that huh, did you have to invite her" Tom mutters quietly as they walk away hiding his face in his hands cheeks flared red.

Even though he said it quitely the girl around the corner still heard what he said now thinking it was some kind of prank she wasnt sure if she wanted to go, exspecally if the guy she was going for didnt even want her their.

Time Skip

"I'll wait right here- or i'll just meet you at the club" tom says turning quick to walk away from the girls room that the others were pulling him closer to.

"No Tom man-up, i cant belive The Tom is acting so shy, huh, not so brave now" Georg snickers behind his hand earning a smack from bill as he knocks on the girls door.

"oi shut up- Hey ___ we're here, open up" He yells knocking some more beofre hearing the lock unlock and the door handle jimmy.

Your Pov

___ stepped out, her nereves all over the place, feeling the sweat form on her palm quickly wiping it away on the bottom of her skirt.

She hasent went out since working for Tokio Hotel even though they seem to go out everynight its mostly the boys and mabey the manager if its a special occation.

"Sorry if this isnt really club attire, had to dig this out of my suitcase" she giggles nervously adjusting the length of the skirt. "No girl you look amazing, right tom" Bill questions walking to the elevator cocking his eyebrow to his brother.

"Huh oh yeah, can we go" He answers looking away clearing his throat before walking making sure ___ was infront of him to he culd watch her as she walked as not to get caught by her.

Tom looks over to his left and sees Georg doing the fake makeout thing rubing his hands over his waist and fr a split second thrusting his hips up beofre walking back normaly.

hereing the giggles and having them walk behind her is making ___ more nervous thinking that mabey tom i even critisising her or making fun of her outfit, but she decides not to let it get to her like it normaly would she thinks of mabey finding someone to talk to during the night..... and mabey talk to tom.

At the club

After begs from the boys to talk to ___ he takes a couple of deep breaths andshaking his hands he walks up to the bar where she is standing oldering her drink trying to under stand what the man is saying over the loud club music.

After a couple minutes of trying to order a drink you think about giving up on it and getting one of the boys to do it thinking that they would be better as their used to the sort of stuff, until you hear a falillar raspy voice shout behind you.

"SHE WANTS A _____ ____" Tom yells not really knowing what else to say, the man behind the counter nods finally understanding what she wanted, walking away to go make it the two stand there awkwardly.

Tom has no idea whats going on his nerves everwhere, this being unmarked terriory for him even though he is usally the best at this sorta stuff.

And ___ freaking out because he crush is right their standing next to her, even though she seems him everyday its diffrent its not in the professional way this is more of a 'hang out' way, panicing from the situation she trys to find a way out.

"OMG TOM I LOVE YOU" a girls voice screeches over the music, the two look over and tom gets pulled into the crowd of people a girl with blond hair and short dress rubs her hands up and down his arms complimenting him on everthing.

With that distraction she grabs her drink and speed walks over to the table where the rest of the band is sitting all straight backs and seeming to look for someone until they see you they slouch back trying to look non suspitious and justcausslaly sipping from their cups.

After sitrting down a weird mood washed over the group, ___ already nerous about they whole thing start really sweating quickly adjusting her jacketr to make sure they dont see her sweating to badly even though they could probably see the sweat on her forehead.

Bill even though they had only been here for a couple hours is blackout drunk and swaying in his seat blabbering about what ever pops into is mind lifting the mood a bit until he siad somthing he wasnt supposed to.

"So wheres tom huh" cocking his eyebrow again looking at the girl, "Oh last i saw him he was getting felt up by some girl" looking back down at her drink quitely sipping it.

"He probably wished it was you" Bill says slapping his hand over his mouth shook about what he said, the rest of the group looking at him wide eyed and jaws dropped exspecaly the girl who is shocked by what he boy just said.

With the air still heavily from what was just said and bill being to scared to say anything else the group is quite until a sertin dread head comes tumbling into the table.

"Omg, i could NOT get away from them damn" he huffs wiping the 'dust' off of himself beofre looking back at the group whos eyes quickly look down or at eachother.

Looking at bill with a questioning look wondering what happened bill spills.

"I told her"

Tom knowing what that meant whipped his head over at the girl who's eyes that were previously on him now looking everywhere but him, then looking at the G's who do the same as the girl.

Tom stands up shaking the table a bit, leans over grabbing the girls arm before dragging her with him outside to talk without the music blaringing into their ears.

"So um- you know-" "I like you" she blurts out the alchol kicking in now knowing why they call it liquid courge "You do" he repets making sure he did hear that and tht he was correct "Yeah, um from what bill said it kinda sounds like you like me to?" she questions slowly sobering up by the second now wanting to get out of there.

Tom's breathing gets heavy as he contemplates if he is actually going to do this. He is.

"Yeah i do- um ive liked you for a couple of months now" tom swallows the saliva that is coating his mouth right now, clenching his hands trying to get rid of the sweat.

The air between the too is quite and still seeming like all other noise around them is silent even though the club is still blaring their music and people filling the club walking in and out.

Locking eyes with eachother both of their eyes flick between the others lips then back to their eyes being enough to signal what they both want before lock their lips with eachothers.

Holding her breath in her lungs scared that if she breathes to heavy this all might dissapear and she will wake up from the dream come true, she deepens the kiss to really make sure it happening and once truly convincing herself it is they both pull back catching the breath she didnt know she needed.

A airy breath comes from tom whos cheeks are flushed and hand rubbing the back of his neck beofre his face changes to an annoyed eyerolll.

Thinking somthing bad is behind them she turns seeing bill lauging gustav looking super happy running up to tease tom more upclose and Georg doing the fake make out thing again bfore turning back embarrased when he sees hes been caught.

SORRY IDK HOW TO END IT, hope you all enjoy and like.

[cadybear420]

WIP Whenever!

A couple of weeks back I shared a snippet from a fix-it fic for the HSS:CA Book 1 sabotage arc (check it out here if u haven't already. then again updated dialogue from that one is included in this post so eh), where I try to make Ajay more unbiased.

Yesterday I returned to the fic and I just added in some dialogue to incorporate the detail that Ajay is familiar with Danielle's jealous and vindictive ways, and can warn MC about it in a premium scene. I think realistically he would have tried to be unbiased and not jump to any accusations, but would also be suspecting Danielle and at the very least get on her case a bit.

NGL though, I feel like I should also rewrite the scene without the headcanon of MC wanting to be the witch. Because even in the canon situation of MC crushing on Rory and wanting to be the princess, Ajay would still try to be unbiased, sus out Danielle a bit for dying on the hill of MC being guilty, and would still tell off Danielle and the other Dick Assholes for bullying MC. Maybe I'll do both versions, I can do both. We'll see.

Tagging:

@lover-also-fighter-also | @loreofyore | @spadesofgrass

@choicesmc | @somerandomjewelleryonthefloor | @rjschoicesstuff

@rosesnink | @gmsrrn98 | @lilyoffandoms

@dutifullynuttywitch | @aria-ashryver | @aces-and-angels

Once again, script format writing is just for drafting

Cher: Wait… you don’t seriously think– Danielle: What, that you did it on purpose? Erin: Cher is a freshman! How could she know where the cubes are or which was the right one? It was obviously a mistake! Evie: Yeah, I’m right with Erin on this one! What freshman would know how to sabotage a play like that on the first day of school? I’d have been lucky to have even found my way to the auditorium in the first place on my first day!  Trevor: I don’t know… it’s starting to seem more and more like sabotage. Cher: Sabotage? Evie: Don’t be ridiculous, you guys. My broken leg was an accident on Cher’s part, and nothing more.  [Trevor shakes his head] Trevor: No way. I personally took all of the audition props from the prop room and set them in the wings, including the theatre cube with no wheels. Take a look at the prop checkout logs from that day if you don’t believe me. Cher: I didn’t see any cube! Ajay: Cher, are you absolutely sure you didn’t just overlook it? [not sure which dialogue option Cher would answer here… insert this later] Trevor: Erin, Ajay, I’m sorry to say it, but the cube was right there with the other audition props. She would have to be blind to miss it.  Mr. Olson: What are you implying, Trevor? Trevor: Hate to say it, but it really looks like Cher switched the cubes on purpose. Cher: Why would I do that? Trevor: You tell me. Danielle: I’m just throwing this out there… but doesn’t it seem convenient that Evie slips and breaks her leg, and then suddenly Cher waltzes in and gets cast as the princess? Cher: Seriously Danielle? [not sure which in-game response option she’d choose, so brb] [A few others nod along with Danielle] [Also, Cher didn’t even want the princess role in the first place! She wanted the witch! And Evie wanted to be the knight but IDK if that’s relevant here] Cher: Also… (her eyes start to flare) I didn’t even want the princess role. I wanted the role as the fucking witch!  Trevor: Cher, watch your language– Cher: You remember, right Danielle? I freaking begged Ajay to let me and you switch roles!!! Ajay: I definitely remember that. You dropped down on your knees and gave me big puppy-dog eyes and everything! (he chuckles a little, but quickly regains his serious mood) Danielle: Yeah. And how do we know Cher wasn’t just hamming it up to hide her true motives?  Ajay: I don’t know… I mean… sure, she was a bit… over-the-top about it… but she ultimately seemed genuine. Plus, I remember her getting very excited in auditions every time we tried her as the witch.  Danielle: Well, actors are the best liars.  Ajay: I… [a few others continue nodding along with Danielle’s arguments, others frown and roll her eyes. But Ajay starts to narrow his eyes at her…] Ajay: Danielle, you seem to be really dying on this hill that Cher was behind this… (Danielle’s expression wavers a bit) Danielle: I’m just pointing out–  Ajay: Yes, but none of it is any real evidence that Cher was responsible. Honestly, anyone could have tampered with the props.  Aiden: Exactly!   (Cher smiles a bit) Ajay: That being said… (he takes a deep breath in) …they’re not implausible explanations either… (Cher’s face falls into confusion) Cher: You can’t be… you don’t really think I’d do something like that, do you? Ajay: I’m not saying that, Cher. I’m saying… we can’t rule you out as a possibility. I don’t have much reason to believe that you’d pull this off… but I do also trust Trevor’s word that it wasn’t an accident. Especially since I’ve seen people scheme to get lead roles before. And you were the one who retrieved the cube, so that doesn’t exactly look good for you. (Ajay starts to become increasingly distressed here) Maybe it was an accident… maybe it wasn’t… honestly, at this point, I don’t know what the hell to believe!  Erin: You have to believe Cher! She’s our friend! Ajay: I’m sorry, what am I supposed to do? Just ignore that someone got hurt on my watch because of friendship?

[exorcqism]

﹆₊ 月光‧₊˚ UNDER THE MOONLIGHT, KAMO CHOSO

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 ﹆₊ 概要 ‧₊˚ when visiting you every night just isn’t enough. wc, 3.75K. dark mode recommended.

␥ note. new storyyy. this one might get a lil angsty idk 🌚 but this idea just popped into my head so yeah. hopefully ya like this. reblog to support meeee and lmk if you wanna be tagged for this series

␥ tags. modern AU, possible nsfw, possible angst, female anatomy, smoking, etc. lmk if i missed anything

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it’s a bit late at night. the clock was approaching midnight and you were sitting quietly in your room, scrolling on your phone when you heard a gentle tap on your window. your head turns, your expression clouded with confusion until you see a familiar looking guy waving to you to open your window.

it was choso. despite the cold, harsh weather conditions of december, he was always wearing a black hoodie and grey sweats. choso appearing at your window was pretty common. every night during the summer and winter, the two of you would sit on the roof of your house to watch the stars, listening to music from his phone.

“hey, open up.” the male called softly as you approached the window. once you were close enough, you unhooked the latch and pulled the window up. you’d bend down so you were eye level with choso and place your elbows on the windowsill.

“has the vampire come to take me away?” you query.

“i have. i’m taking you to my castle where you’ll be my servant and my lover forever.” choso says in a not so joking tone. there’s a pause between you two before he bursts out in a fit of chuckles. “nah, i’m kidding, i just want some company is all.” he smiles. “it’s cold out here.”

“oh, i would’ve been fine with that.” you giggled. “wait lemme get my jacket and i’ll be out there, okay?”

"i'll be waiting." choso waits patiently. he checks his phone for the time and sees that it's now 10:09. he glances at the stars and sees they're particularly bright tonight. the air is colder out there and he's hoping you will hurry up, he isn’t really fond with being in the cold.

you pushed yourself away from the window and moved swiftly over to your closet and grabbed a random jacket before marching back to the window and climbing out of it to get onto the roof.

once choso noticed you, he moves in your direction and pulls you closer to him, draping his arms over your shoulders to warm you up. the roof is covered in snow and it was freezing cold that night. as the two of you sit there, listening to music out of choso’s earbuds, he begins quietly.

“i have something to ask you but it might be a little silly.”

“you always ask something silly.” you remarked, having a goofy smile on your face. choso sucked his teeth, laughing a bit nervously as he brushed the snow from your jacket.

“i’ve been wondering this for a while now, since we’re already up here together like this, and the roof is pretty secluded…uh..i mean, we kissed at my house the other day and a few times after that—why do we never acknowledge it?”

the snow falling lightly from the sky and the city lights are both equally beautiful. a perfect combination for the wintry moment. you sat quietly, pondering choso’s question to you before shrugging.

“i don’t know…maybe we’re both scared of something. i can’t really say exactly what—but, you get it right?”

“no, yeah, you’re right. but i think we both know we like each other in more than just a platonic way. we just don’t talk about it and i guess…i don’t know maybe i’m overthinking it.” choso wrapped his arms around you again. the air is bitter and crisp, and you’re glad to have him by your side, keeping you warm.

“i have one more question, then i’ll stop.” he said.

“yeah?”

choso’s face is a few inches from yours before he starts whispering, his breath making steam from the cold air surrounding the two of you.

“have you ever thought about us dating?”

“believe it or not, i think about it all the time…” you whispered back. “i’ve had dreams about us. i don’t even know what i’m thinking right now.”

choso gave you a gentle squeeze before speaking again softly. “i’ve had dreams of us too. sometimes the dreams get a little naughty…i guess you could say that.” without a warning, he brings his lips up to yours, kissing you for a short moment then pulling away. “and those dreams have only gotten better when i kiss you.”

“gross.” you laughed quietly, gently shoving him.

choso laughed and playfully pushed you so that you fell back onto the snow. it’s soft and fluffy, like a cloud, and soon you two are wrestling in the snow, getting yourself a nice coating of the cold, white blanket beneath you. you could smell his minty breath each time he spoke. the stars make it seem like you were the only two people in the world at that time. finally, he manages to pin you down.

“i win!” he beams playfully.

“not fair.” you shot back. you looked up to see your wrists being pinned down into the snow. your breath caught in your chest before laughing a little.

choso gives you a cheeky grin, his nose just a few inches away from your ear as he holds your wrists down. “what’s that? i can’t hear you down there in the snow.” he says before leaning down and kissing your neck.

“shut up.” you playfully roll your eyes.

choso pauses for a moment, feeling your pulse jump a little with each kiss he delivers along the side of your neck. he moves his lips closer to your ear and whispers, “i think we're both thinking the same things, aren't we?”

“maybe we are…”

choso rolls over so he's lying on top of you, his hands still pinning your wrists down so that your arms are pressed against the snow. he presses himself against you. he’s so close you can feel all heat radiating from him. his lips are still only a few inches from your ear and he whispers in a husky voice, “just maybe?”

“well, what’re you thinking?” you query.

“i'm thinking that all this time, we've been afraid when there was nothing to be afraid of. we’re both in love, you silly girl, so why did we hide it for so long?”

“i…don’t really know.” you sucked your bottom lip. “i just hear other people’s stories—you know, about their relationships and i get nervous.”

choso nodded, listening to each word that escaped from your mouth, still keeping himself pressed against you. it was like your bodies were glued together. you could feel how fast his heart was beating from under your shirt.

“that’s understandable. it can be scary at first. but we don’t need to take other people’s stories as our own. let’s write our own story, okay?”

“alright, that’s fair.” you smiled. “you win.”

choso holds you tightly in his arms, making you curl up to him. his breath warms you as your bodies touch, his hands keeping you from slipping away in the snow. he leans in and kisses your forehead before whispering in a soft voice, “i’m glad you won't run away from me, i don't think I've been able to keep from you since the day we met.”

“really? you never told me that.”

“do i really have to tell you everything?” choso laughs and gives you a gentle squeeze as he keeps you close. you both lie in the snow, watching the sky. “i mean, it's pretty obvious what i've been wanting from you, wouldn't you agree?”

“maybe,” you gave him a big smile. “i don’t know what you want, you don’t tell me anything.”

choso playfully slaps your shoulder. “i mean, what do the kisses we've shared mean to you? you can't have thought i’ve been kissing you just for fun, right? i hope you know i’ve never had any feelings for anyone else since I first met you." choso kisses your cheek and continues speaking into your ear. “you're the only one I want.”

“they mean a lot to me,” you said. “it’s just that when comprehending my feelings, it’s so hard for me and whenever i felt this spark between us, i didn’t know what to make of it.”

choso rolls them onto their sides, kissing the edge of your ear and whispering into it, his breath tickling your neck. “but now you do, don't you?” he nuzzles into the side of your neck and makes you curl up to his shoulder as your feet dangle off the roof. “all your doubts are gone now?”

“i can say i’m a little relieved.” you answered. “i’m not scared of possibly being taken advantage of or anything like that—last thing that concerns me is my mom…you know she doesn’t like us together.”

choso hums as he plays with your hair, rubbing your scalp gently with his fingers as he keeps you from moving around on the snowy roof. “your mom will come around eventually, her opinion doesn't mean too much to me. although, you don't really have to worry much about me, i’d never take advantage of you like that. i think the only thing i’m taking advantage of is your neck, i just wanna lay here and bite it.”

“get off me, you vampire.” you laugh, putting your hand out to his chest, pretending to push him away from you so he could stop biting.

“hm, i don't think i want to get off of you just yet.” choso says, his voice a teasing whisper. he runs his hands along your back and plays with the strands of your hair. “i think i’m feeling a little hungry, actually,” he whispers as he leans in and presses his lips against your neck again.

“well, let’s get up and go to the diner and get food—don’t eat me.” you smiled.

“fine, fine.” choso laughs and helps you stand on the roof, holding your hand as he runs his free hand through his dark hair, which is now covered in snowflakes. he smiles down at you. “don’t worry, i don't crave the flesh of virgins like you, so you're safe tonight.”

playfully, you scoff, “did you just call me a virgin? rude.”

“what, you aren't?” choso looks at you curiously when you say this. “i just assumed you were one, that's all…since you've never really had a boyfriend before me, right?”

“calm down, i’m kidding.” you say, laughing at choso’s sudden surprised expression. you teasing him wasn’t anything new. it was something about seeing choso spooked or surprised that excited you.

choso's face is still puzzled but he laughs a bit himself. “you're funny like that, you know? sometimes i just can't tell if you're serious or joking, it confuses me.”

“yeah, be confused.” you teased, your smile getting bigger as you felt choso’s hand move from around your body and watched as he jumped from the roof, falling heavily into the inches of snow on the lawn. “you’re such an idiot.”

choso laughs, feeling a little embarrassed as he stands from the deep layers of snow after plummeting down into it. he glances up at you, his black sweatshirt now completely covered in an inch of snow. he sticks his tongue out when he sees you laughing, and says quietly, “shut up.”

“you shut up.” you laughed, still standing on the roof. “you gonna catch me if i jump?”

choso looks up at you and shakes his head, amused as his feet sink deeper into the snow. “nah, not this time, why don't you just come down here and enjoy it with me? you can't have much fun way up there.”

“if you want me to come down, you have to catch me.” you hummed. “i’ll stay up here all night if i have to.”

“i know you will, you're a stubborn one. very stubborn. okay, i’ll catch you. make it quick, you don't want to be a popsicle up there.” choso smiles up at you and gets in position, waiting for you to jump down.

you smiled before stepping back from the edge to get a running start and jumped down into choso’s arms.

as soon as you jumped choso caught you, pulling you down into his arms but landing in the snow as well. he pins you under him, his entire body buried in the snow and his arms wrapped around you. his nose was buried in your neck, and he smiled before talking to you. “see? i caught you.”

“you caught me,” you smiled, lifting your hand and threading your fingers through his dark hair.

choso closes his eyes and leans his head into your hand. he presses himself against you, his body still on top of yours. his warm breath fills your ears as he whispers softly, “you know what this snow reminds me of?”

“what?”

“you.” choso wraps a lock of your hair around his finger and smiles. he looks down at you, his eyes sparkling as he looks deep into yours. “your personality is as soft, fragile, and beautiful as this snow. i’m worried one day, i might accidentally break a piece of you, and it would be all my fault.”

“don’t worry about that because you won’t,” you whispered, her fingers massaging his scalp. “i promise.”

choso smiles softly as you massage his scalp, he closes his eyes and enjoys the feeling. one of his hands comes up to meet yours at your hips, his grip tight as it rubs your body. "that’s not what i’m worried about. what i really think about is...what happens one day i wake up and you're not in my arms? what if you leave me for someone else? you're young, and i doubt i’m the best a girl like you could get.”

“choso, i’m not leaving you.” you asserted softly. “what do i need someone else for? i like you better than anyone in this world.”

choso looks at you, his eyes widening as soon as you speak those words. he looks down for a moment, a little embarrassed but then nods to himself before continuing, “that’s sweet of you, it really is. but you're one of the prettiest girls i know, and there must be some other guy who can take you away from me. i’ve seen boys looking at you a little too much before.”

“they can kick rocks.” you sucked your teeth.

"they can, but i know that in their eyes they're competing with me, trying to get your attention. even though they're all losers compared to me, i can't help but feel insecure when one of them looks at you or gets a little too close to you. you’re all mine and if they get in my way,” choso pauses for a moment, his tone getting a little more serious, “they're gonna regret it.”

“relax, princess, nobody is gonna take me away from you.” you laughed, sitting up from the snow. “let’s get something to eat, i’m hungry.”

in a swift motion, choso is on his feet again and offers a hand to help you up. he smiles and nods his head, he realizes he's being overprotective of you but he can't help it. with you in his hands, he walks off of the lawn and underneath a streetlight, the snow crunching beneath your guys’ feet.

choso's breath creates a small cloud of smoke in the cold air, and he brushes the snow out of his hair and leading you to a diner only a few blocks away.

when the two arrived at the diner and ordered their food, you had your camera pointing to choso while he had been looking down at his own phone, his hood over his head while his messy hair poked out from under the cloth. “choso…” you giggled, trying to get his attention. “say hey, baby.”

finally noticing your camera and giggling, choso laughs as he looks up from his phone and grins. “hey, pretty girl.” he winks at you and his eyes sparkle as he takes the chance to get a picture of you smiling with him in the background. his black shirt fits tightly to his body and his black sweatpants are tied tight so they won't slip down to his ankles.

“whatcha doing?” you asked, still having the camera recording.

“I'm taking a picture of a pretty girl.” he chuckles to himself for a moment and continues, “one i hope to marry soon, actually.”

“you’re joking,” you smiled. “tell everybody how serious you are about that.”

choso rolls his eyes at you with a laugh, but then his expression changes as he looks at you with a serious look. “i’ve never been more serious in my life, princess. i’m ready to marry your beautiful ass right now and make you mine forever.” he leans in, his nose touching yours.

“we can’t do the real thing just yet but we can have a fake wedding.” you suggest with a smile. choso smiled also, pulling his hood from his head to reveal his messy hair then taking your hand and kissing it.

“doesn’t matter if it’s fake. as long as with you, i’m happy.” he’d say before leaning over to you. “can i kiss my bride?”

“go ahead.”

without another word, choso pulls your head closer to his and kisses you softly. his lips are soft and the kiss is slow and tender. he keeps the kiss going for a little while before separating from you. “if that's how my wife’ll kiss me, then we're gonna have a very happy marriage.”

“oh, yeah definitely.” you grinned as she’d press the button on her phone to end the recording. “and if my husband can do that, imagine what else he could do.”

choso laughed, lightly shoving you, “hey, we’re in public.”

“who cares?”

after eating at the diner, the two of you found yourselves at a nearby park. the trees were covered in snow just as most of the grass was. the bridge they crossed over was also partially covered in the white, fluffy blanket. the water beneath it was frozen over, the lights beaming from the lampposts reflecting off of the ice.

you both had a nice view as they stood on the bridge, taking sips of the drink you had contained in styrofoam cups from the diner while you’d strike up another conversation as the snow fell above you.

choso stood close to you as you both look out over the frozen landscape in front of you, watching the snow gracefully fall from the sky and land on the trees, making them look like beautiful snowy forests. he hums as he takes a sip from his drink, the snow on his sweatshirt slowly melting.

“when i first met you, i really was surprised at how pretty you are. i thought to myself, ‘this girl, this girl is way out of my league and there's no way she'll like me.’ yet, here you are, standing by my side holding my hand.” an embarrassed chuckle escapes him as he spoke.

“seriously?” you raised your eyebrows, surprised at this new revelation. “i used to be scared to talk to you because you always looked so scary and mean.”

“you did?” choso was genuinely surprised by her statement. “if i knew you were scared of me, i would have tried to be nicer the first time we met.” he smiles back at you before speaking again, his tone light and teasing. “i’m kidding, i’m not a softie like that. i just think it's pretty adorable that you were afraid of me.”

“shut up,” you playfully rolled her eyes before taking a sip of your drink, leaning against the wood railing of the bridge.

choso smiles at you, his breath creating little puffs of mist in the cold air. he turns to look right at you, his voice playful as he replies to you. “hey, can i ask you a question?”

“yeah?”

“let’s say we stay together, and someday, i actually propose to you. do you think you'll say yes to me or will you reject me and break my heart?” choso chuckles, the thought of you rejecting him seems funny to him. he continues to smile and holds her hand, the cold air causing his fingers to turn numb.

“i’m gonna reject you, obviously.” you said in a serious tone, clearly joking with him.

choso’s face falls, turning a gloomy color as he nods his head in sadness. “mhm, that's what i thought.” he keeps a straight face for a few seconds before cracking a little smile and laughing. “nah, i’m just messing with you. i know you’ll say yes to me if i proposed to you.” he laughs and gives your hand a little squeeze, looking at you with a dreamy look. “i’ll be the happiest man on earth when you do.”

“i know you would.” you beamed at him.

“and if i ever propose to you, that means i see a future with you and that i want to spend every day with you. you better say yes at that moment or i’m taking my ring and leaving.” he laughs as he teases you. he looks at the snow again, the small snowflakes gracefully falling from the sky. the cold air makes his breath fog up the air and he brushes a few snowflakes off his shoulders.

you smiled, “relax, i will. i promise. don’t take the ring away.”

choso glances at you and his smile grows, his eyes shining at the thought of making you his forever. he squeezes your hand a little harder before responding with a light chuckle. “well, that's something i’m looking forward to then. i can't wait to make you my wife. maybe...someday i’ll even make you the mother of my children.”

“was that apart of one of your many dreams about us?” you queried, sitting down in the snow.

choso smiles and laughs at the comment you make, a slightly embarrassed blush on his cheeks. “i have a lot of dreams about us. but, yeah, in one of them, i saw... a little baby sitting between us. it was so cute. maybe i could put that baby in you someday, princess.” he says with a playful sparkle in his eyes and a smile on his face. he sits down next to you in the snow and begins drawing in it with his fingertips.

“let’s grow up first, okay?” you raised your palm before putting your head down onto choso’s shoulder.

“yeah, that sounds like a good idea.” choso chuckles and leans his head against yours. the snow crunches underneath you both and your bodies lean into each other's like magnets. the male smiles and brushes some of the snow out of your hair, leaning a little bit closer to give you an innocent kiss on the forehead.

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note ㅤ⏤ㅤ yall this is the most i’ve written EVER. i wanted to attempt writing more words and doing longer parts, so i set a goal to get up to 3K words (definitely went beyond that). if i wrote anymore, i’d be at 4K probably. finna make some chocolate milk and watch youtube as a reward. i hope ya enjoyed :)

[stabbyfoxandrew]

I'm so glad I got here in time this week!

I'll go for my usual please, Vampdrew or Angel Neil, whichever has less asks.

I hope this week sucks a little less for you <3

PS. I'm pretty sure I dreamt about you in a cooking show? Idk, I think you won

WIP Wednesday (6/26) | Guardian Angel Neil AU (Part 201)

“Don’t you worry, I've preening them and everything.”

“Oh?” Andrew asks. Neil's been preening, for his birthday? That's...

“Yeah. I didn’t realize I was supposed to be doing that until you watched that thing about birds the other night. Then it clicked that maybe I should be pulling the loose ones instead of waiting for them to fall out.”

Thing about birds… Andrew thinks for a moment until he remembers waking up from a nightmare and going out to the living room to get over it. The only mildly interesting thing he’d stumbled across was a nature documentary

“You were watching TV with me the other night? At two a.m.?” 

Neil shrugs. “Yeah. Sorta. I came down for a few minutes to make sure you were alright. Then I came back up here.”

“The others were in bed. You could’ve popped in and stayed a while.”

“I was afraid I’d fall asleep.” Neil says. At Andrew’s look, he adds, “I don’t know what happens when I sleep. If I go into Andrew-only-mode or become visible to everyone or what. I was worried someone would come in and see me passed out on your couch.”

Andrew almost wishes someone else would see Neil. That would definitely solve this whole thing. But it might get him taken away too. A double edged sword. Damn it.

“Next time, you should stay. I will wake you up if you fall asleep.”

“Maybe.”