#if i dont touch grass for a while you know where to find me

[psychoplebalien]

It's a trend everyone is doing where they watch every single episode that their favorite Oneyplays member is in from first to last. Well that varies as new episodes roll out of course. I don't know which one is my absolute favorite... But it might very well be Zach. I also like Adam and Cory, they are also really funny. Zach seems VERY peculiar to me and idk why I can't put my mind on it. Yeah I know he's a big Hollywood star or some shit but we can't forget his roots from the internetz. Lol rofl LMAO let's fucking goooooooo!

JFC....

[krembearry]

can you imagine if online haters put their attention into stuff that actually matters. their hater energy alone could power so much shit but instead they have to incorrectly call a guy a pedophile because he drew two grown men making out

[jackmanbj]

crazy 4 you

summary: you and jack go out on a date, you have a male waiter that’s obviously flirting with you, he make it his mission to put a stop to it.

“JACK!” you yelled to jack from the bedroom.

jack came running up the stairs to find two outfits on the bed with shoes under them.

“which outfit?” “uhh the second one probably.” “ok stinka, give me 30 minutes to get dressed.”

jack gave you a kiss before jogging back down the stairs.

after around 47 minutes you were dressed and satisfied with the way your outfit came out so you started heading downstairs.

jack seen you and immediately sighed.

“your going to get cold and im not giving you my jacket this time ‘cause this happens every time, go get a jacket mamas.”

“no, a jacket it going to mess up my outfit!”

“your not getting mine babe.” “fine, i wont be cold anyway.”

you and jack got to the restaurant and as soon as you walked in very cold air hit your arms.

you immediately started shriving and holding your arms.

“jack its cold!” “mamas you don’t listen, didnt i tell you bring your jacket ’cause it would be cold?”

“but..can i use yours?”

you looked up at jack with the best puppy eyes you could get out while he simply sighed and slid his jacket off to give you.

“next time your not getting it.”

“ok jackie.”

the waiter came over to seat you both.

you and jack sat across from each other and started looking at the menu.

“jack baby what are you getting?” “uhm probably a steak, what about you?”

“first you need sides baby, and i’ll get the steak, green beans, and a potato.”

“oh, can you pick for me i really dont know what i want.” “jack if you dont know what you want how can i pick for you?” “ill get the same thing as you and can you oder for me?”

“ok my big baby.”

jack laughed a little and looked back at you, he was just staring while you looked at your phone.

you picked your head up to ask jack a question.

“why are you staring? do i have something on my face?” “no baby your just so pretty.”

jack reached over the table and took your face in his hands while you kissed his palm.

“love you stink.” “love you more pretty girl.”

jack took his hands away when the waiter came over.

“hello my name is jay, ill be your waiter today do you both know what you’ll take to drink?”

“uhm i’ll have a water and he’ll have a dr. pepper please.”

“ok do you know what you want to eat or should i come back pretty girl?”

jack looked at you to see if you noticed what he called you.

you shot a quick look back at jack but quickly went to answer the waiter.

“uhm we’ll both have a steak with a side of green beans and potato.”

“will that be all for you?” “yes that will be all.”

“ok mamas i’ll be back with your drink.”

the waiter left and all you and jack could do was look at each other with confusion all on your face.

“did he just flirt with you right in front of me..?”

“uhm i think so babe.. maybe he was just being nice, its ok.”

“that was more then nice baby but whatever.”

the waiter came back with you and jacks drinks, when he handed you the drink he slightly grassed you hand while smiling at you while he roughly, almost slammed jacks drink with a grin.

the waiter left again and all jack could do was look at you and you could tell he was pissed.

jack got up out his seat “come sit next to me, your sitting in because that shits not happening again.”

you quickly got up seeing how upset your husband was and went to sit where he told you to.

you sat and jack came and sat next to you.

jack got on his phone and started texting urban while you were laying your head in his chest.

after a couple minutes jay came back with your food and you reached out for the food but jack pushed your hand away lightly not wanting you to touch the waiter again.

“why you hiding that pretty girl?” “man i will really fuck you up.” the waiter chuckled and put the food on the table before walking away.

you placed your hands on his face just as he did you earlier.

“jack baby please, this is supposed to be a nice calm date for just us two, dont let him get to you baby boy please, ‘cause i’ve been in to many public fights, these white people are going to think you started fighting because some of my black rubbed off on you.” you joked and kissed his nose making him laugh.

“whatever baby, but if he tried that dumb shit again ain’t no sorry or walking away.”

“ok baby.”

you let go of jack and the waiter came back to check on everything.

“hows it going pretty girl?”

you seen jack ball his fist up so you quickly held his arm down as best you could and jack just looked at the waiter walk away laughing.

“nah fuck that, who would you hold me?”

“i dont want anything to happen to you baby.”

jack look around, you both were sitting at a table which had a window so jack was looking out the window when he seen the waiter sitting outside.

"i’ll be back babe im going to the bathroom.”

“ok jackie.”

you watch jack walk off ‘to the bathroom’ but after a few minutes you looked outside to see jack fighting the waiter.

you damn near jumped up out the seat and ran as fast as you could to go stop jack.

“JACKMAN THOMAS HARLOW!”

jack looked back at you for a second the went back to fighting.

you seen a man buffer then jack and asked hun to pull jack off.

the man went over to jack and lifted him on his feet while jack damn near punched the dude.

you went over to jack and pulled him by his ear into the restaurant to pay.

“cannot believe you.”

you let go of jack and went into his pocket to get his wallet.

you ended up having to pay at the front because of the incident.

you left out the restaurant before jack and went to the car while jack was following behind you.

“jack unlock the door.” you said pulling on the car door.

jack unlocked it before getting into the car and seeing how mad you were.

“babe you cant be mad at me right now, it wasn’t even my fault.”

“jack im mad because you told me you were going to the bathroom and i looked out a window and you were beating somebodys ass, then i told you not to fight, and you fought.”

jack sighed and started driving to pandora.

“why are you bringing me to the shopping center?”

“‘cause the only way your spoiled ass not gon’ be bad at me is if i get you something.”

“glad you know stink.”

[staretes]

finally, before you

synopsis: he's been dreaming about this moment for centuries, but what will happen when he's finally reunited with you? w/c: 0.8k tags: blade x reader, angst, reader was blade's lover when he was yingxing (a bit ooc for blade? idk please tell me if it is) a/n: i posted this by accident twice while it was still cooking in the oven argh. i mostly typed this in school while my teachers were teaching hehe but tbh i think my writing style got alot more loose here which idk if i like... i also dont know how i feel about the flow of this but ack enjoy

blade awakes, face gently cradled by blades of grass. when he looks up, the countless stars glittering in the midnight sky greeted him, just like how they greeted him on those nights when he went to watch the vast starry sky with you. "he didn't come to the luofu to find friends, much less love" he had firmly told himself, but the thought quickly lost itself in you, the stars, and the nights you spent with him. he’d thought he had lost those nights forever.

could it finally be? his heart quickens as he hurried to stand up. the boundless expanse of grasslands that could be found at the edges of the luofu stretched as far as he could see. blade’s scarlet eyes dart frantically across the field, before they landed, with a triumph, on a figure gazing at the stars. you.  blade’s heart leaps at the sight and he hastens to reach you. he could wait no longer, he thinks, for every moment for the last seven hundred years, his heart burned in your absence. he had longed to see the sweet smile on your lips and feel your soft skin on his again. “(name),” he called softly, hoping to finally let his gaze rest upon your bright eyes under the stars once again. startled, you whip around to face him. you stand up, and your eyes search him, and he feels your gaze pierce throughout his body, looking him up and down. “yingxing…” you mumble , not sparing his eyes a single glance. blade opens his arms hesitantly, desperate to feel your embrace again. you jolt back, and your trailing gaze lands on his hands.  his hands. his hands have slain too many, dripping with the blood of so many innocent lives. he whose hands are burdened with the weight of death and violence, how could he even think of touching you, tainting you with his sin? you turn on your heel and run, farther and farther away from him, and he's left standing alone in an empty sea of grass, watching your body disappearing in the distance, with only the stars twinkling at him mockingly.

blade awakes, drenched in cold sweat, chest heaving, gasping for air. it was just a another dream, he reassures himself amongst shallow breaths. just like the dream from the night before, and the night before that, and the many, many nights before. you’ll love him, forever, no matter what, he tells himself, and it’s this faith that relights the small fire in his heart to reunite with you on that fated day in that promised land.

*.·:·.✧ ✦ ✧.·:·.*

the moment had finally arrived.

the chains of life that burdened blade for so long snapped, and his body arched gracefully as his body fell to the ground with a soft thud. the raging fire of mara was put out as he fell deeper into the sweet embrace of death. the peaceful silence enveloped him as he seemed to float, float away, higher and higher, transcending towards the paradise that he had longed for for centuries.

… 

blade awakes, face gently cradled by blades of grass. he looks up, and the countless stars greet him once more. on the xianzhou, where death is a distant concept, rumours swirl of the soft melodies heard when one finally finds peace in heaven. blade is sure that it's this tune that serenades him as he stands up slowly, looking around.

he doesn't have to look for long before your figure, sitting on the blanket you once shared with him, watching the stars twinkle before you. you're humming a tune, and he realises that this is the melody that's he's been hearing since he awoke. slowly, he walks towards you. 

before he can call out your name, you turn around and meet his gaze. your eyes light up and a radiant smile forms on your lips. mara-ridden centuries of separation have warped and faded blade's memories, but he's still taken aback at how your beauty far exceeds the many versions of you in his dreams. his heart rate quickens as his parched eyes drink the sight before him. "yingxing!" you beam as you stand up. your voice was still as melodious as ever. the sound of his name forming from your lips was the most heavenly song blade has heard in a long time. it seems, you have been eagerly waiting for him too. you open your arms, awaiting his embrace. this is the moment he’s been dreaming of.

his dreams.

blade tries to move, but he finds that the many seeds of doubt planted in his stomach have emerged. imaginary vines shackles his limbs and he finds himself unable to move. he tries to talk, but the thorny weeds have suffocated his throat, leaving no voice to even whisper your name. 

after everything he's done, he doesn't deserve to even face you. 

so this time, he's the one that turns and flees, further and further away from you. 

[girlboypersonthingy]

Hiya!! Love your work so much😆

I was wondering if you’d write something where the paladins (especially keith hehe) have to go to a formal event like a gala to bring the coalition together (??) and how they’d ask y/n to be their date and/or how they’d react to y/n in their formal attire?? (maybe even add Matt too if you feel inspired) Thank youuu 🫶

Brooooo stoooppppp I am so weak for this idea holy shit 😩 And you are my first non anon request so THANKS FRIEND 🥹 I went with my three fav paladins 💙❤️💚AND Mattie boy 🧡Also I love writing with emojis, sorry not sorry. ENJOY DARLING~

KEITH ❤️

OH MY GOD POOR LITTLE SHY BABY BOY

He waits until the last minute to ask you, let’s be honest. Like a day before the event, he’s sitting beside you in the training room, trying to catch his breath when he goes “So that thing tomorrow. Wanna go together?” And you’re like 😏 “Are you asking me to be your date?” And now he’s like 🙄 “Shut up before I change my mind.”

It’s silent for a second but he’s staring at you. “So, are you gonna answer my question?” “Yes, Keith. I’ll be your date to the gala.” And he’s bright red in the face now.

He tries to act all cool and mysterious as you both leave the training deck and go opposite ways. As soon as you’re out of sight, he’s SPRINTING to Lance’s room.

“HELP I HAVE A DATE AND I DONT KNOW HOW TO ROMANCE!!!” 😰

He’s so fucking annoyed as he spends hours trying to memorize and properly recite pick up lines to Lance as practice.

He also totally does not steal a bottle of cologne from Lance’s bathroom before he leaves.

The morning of, he finds Shiro for wardrobe assistance. Big brother Shiro totally cleans Keith up, giving him a more semi-formal look. Keith thinks he’s too cool for a coat and tie. Shiro also convinces Keith to pull his hair back into a low pony tail.

He decides he’s just too nervous to meet you at your room so he kinda just sits on his bed for a while, fully dressed and smelling great and waiting for you.

Finally you step into his open door way, instantly catching his attention. He stands quickly, almost stumbling over his own feet as he approaches you, admiring your look for the evening.

“OH WOW. Oh…Uh…sorry. You look really nice.” You look so nice he’s stressed out about it like wtf why are you so gorgeous? He thinks you’re sooooo far out of his league.

“I like your hair pulled back like that.” You smile at him and he thinks he might just spontaneously combust rn.

He keeps his arm linked with yours as you walk together to the front of the castle where all the guests are.

Once there, you mostly hang out together or with the other paladins. You’re both kind of shy and you find comfort in being together. You’re like the two emo kids at prom who just stand against the wall and complain about the lame music.

At some point, you two disappeared from the party. Allura and Shiro are like Hello? Where did they go? Shiro wanders outside to look for you only to find you both laying on your backs in the grass right outside the castle’s front entrance, staring up at the sky. He smiles as he hears you laughing at something Keith said.

“Im serious! Lance told me to say ‘even in zero gravity, I’d still fall for you’.” “BOOOOO that’s a terrible line!” You laugh up to the dark night sky.

His hand moves slowly to the side until it meets yours. When you feel the touch, you link your pinky finger with his and look over at him. He’s still staring up at the stars as a smile grows across his face.

He was so worried about disappointing you tonight, he just wanted to charm you. But he didn’t need pick up lines or fancy clothes to make you smile. Just being his normal self seemed to make you happy.

LANCE 💙

You guessed it…Lance is going all out for you.

The morning that they are told about it from Allura, he’s literally interrupting the whole meeting to ask you to be his date.

Freaking cheese ball gets down on one knee, takes your hand and kisses the back of it softly. When he looks up at you, he’s got that flirty smirk on his thin lips. “Would you, (Y/N), make me the happiest man in the universe and be my date to the coalition gala?”

You: 😍🥵🤭

Lance: 😘😏😎

Everyone else: 🤢🫣🙄

Obvi, you say yes with dreamy eyes and a goofy smile on your face.

You thought it was cute that he asked you even though you’ve been dating for a while now. You just assumed you’d be going together anyways. What a sweet boy~

While you’re feeling fine about the whole thing, Lance is freaking out. He’s digging through his clothes looking for something fancy to wear, he’s doing double face masks, he’s forcing Pidge to smell different colognes and help him pick the best one, he’s practicing his slow dance AND his salsa skills. Keep in mind, the gala isn’t for another week but he needs to get prepared NOW!

“There’s not even gonna be music, idiot. It’s a gala, not prom. When are you two even gonna have the chance to do the lift from dirty dancing?” “SHUT UP, PIDGE! IT’LL HAPPEN!!!”

He just wants to impress you so bad. It’s his top priority at the moment.

The night of the event, he’s freshly showered, dressed for the gods, smelling like a whole bath and body works and he’s sitting in your room keeping you company while you get ready.

“Lance, the gala doesn’t start for another 4 hours. Why are you- nevermind. Forget it. You look great.” And he gets so excited at the compliment.

He watches as you get ready. He’s not as talkative as he usually is.

“You okay?” He nods with a dopey grin on his face. He’s just admiring you, that’s all. A compliment leaves his mouth like every 5 minutes as you continue to get all dolled up.

He follows along side you all the way there, his hand is in yours and it’s SWEATY. He’s so nervous.

Once you’re there, his attention span is that of a gold fish. He’s so excited and chatty and asking people questions and he never fails to introduce you to everyone…every single person…S E P A R A T E L Y. He just wants to brag.

“This fine little honey right here…yeah, all mine. I know what you’re thinking, how’d I get so lucky? I ask myself that every day.” What a sap omfg

He notices you’re looking less than happy, kind of tired. Your social battery is at like 5%. He can tell you need a break.

As you’re standing beside Allura, listening to her talk to an ally of the coalition, Lance grabs your hand and pulls you away. You’re running behind him just to keep up with his long legs.

“Where are we going?” “You’ll see.”

THIS MF SET UP FAIRY LIGHTS AND MUSIC AND CANDLES IN HIS ROOM. BRO IS LITERALLY SUCH A HOPELESS ROMANTIC I CANT DEAL WITH IT. That’s why he came to your room so early. He didn’t wanna risk you coming in to his room and seeing everything.

You might think this is so extra but if Lance is anything, it’s extra. He takes any chance he can to make you smile and feel special. He’s so sweet, it’s disgusting.

“I just really wanna dance with you, (Y/N)…” “You did all this…for me?” He nods with a shy smile, bitting his lip as he watches for your reaction. You’re over the moon, your smile uncontrollable now.

So you dance together for a couple songs. He gently caresses your back as he sways with you, occasionally letting his hands roam to your hips. At this point, his cheeks hurt from how hard he’s smiling. It’s cute and sweet and innocent and you’ve never loved him more.

PIDGE 💚

LMAO PIDGE WILL NOT EVEN ASK YOU.

Bc they’re too shy for that romantic shit.

They’re like “Who else would they go with? I’m not worried.”

They assume y’all are going together bc you’re obviously more than just friends.

They will get dressed up nice for you tho. They know everyone else will be dressed up too but they secretly WANT to make you swoon over them. Like plz feed their ego.

They actually go to Hunk for help with their wardrobe. Hunk is the best wingman to ever exist, change my mind. Also, they are really unsure whether they want to wear something more masculine or more feminine and they really trust Hunk with the topic of their gender identity.

“Hey, you guys ready?” You pop into Hunk’s room, all dressed up and ready to go.

“Almost! Hunk is just helping me with the zipper on-“ Once Pidge lays eyes on you, the little gears in their head stop completely. It’s like everything else faded away as they looked you up and down. You’re so angelic, wow oh wow.

“Aww, Pidge! You look stunning.” Aaaaand you broke them. You’re gonna have to turn them off and restart them.

“Uh yeah, you’re good now.” Hunk assures and nudges Pidge back to reality. “Go.” He whispers as he ushers them to move towards you.

You walk together in complete silence, your arm linked with theirs. Finally, they speak up first.

“Are you nervous?” “Yeah, are you?” “Yeah…” “I hate parties.” “Me too.”

So together you devise a plan: you’re gonna sneak around and pull silly little pranks on people and just eat all the food you can get your grubby little hands on.

And you do exactly that. You’re both having so much fun! You’re laughing so hard you’re snorting. You’re far from nervous now.

Pidge is the best at breaking you out of your shell and making you feel comfortable. You can be your true, authentic self around them. They are your best friend first and your ✨partner✨ second.

After a while, you two sneak off to their room to play video games. The food was good and the pranks were hilarious but you had both had enough.

As soon as the door shuts behind you, you’re both ripping off your uncomfortable fancy clothes and changing into pajamas.

You’re sitting beside them, watching the loading screen for the game. It’s taking a while…

“So…what do I have to do to get you to stare at me like that again?” Pidge whips their head around, watching you with nervous eyes. They take a deep breath before they speak. “I always stare at you like that. You’ve just never noticed.” “AAAAWWWWWWWW REALLY?!”

Forget the video game. CUE THE CUDDLEFEST!!! 💚💚💚

MATT 🧡

Matt literally goes like this: 😌👉🏻👈🏻 “Hey…uhm hey…wanna be my date to the gala tomorrow?” *blushies*

And you’re like “Matthew, we’ve been dating for 8 months.” “Yeah, so?” You sigh heavily. “Yes, I’ll be your date, you dork.”

He doesn’t go to anyone for help with anything. Man is so confident and he knows you love him no matter what he looks like.

But of course he cleans up for you. He dresses up all formal and uses mouth wash like 10 times. He puts on so much lotion. He got some from Lance bc his hands are always so dry. He just wants to hold your soft hand in his own soft hand, ya know?

He’s waiting outside your door for a while, giving you privacy while you get ready but being right there for you when you’re done.

Once your door slides open, he turns and now he’s looking at you like he just won the lottery.

“HOT DAMN, YOU ARE SO FINE! What did I ever do to deserve you? Oh my god, you’re so perfect. You are the most perfect thing I’ve ever laid my eyes on, did you know that? I swear, you are so precious-“ “Maaattttt, stooooopppppp.” You’re blushing so hard rn and he LOVES IT.

He walks with his arm around your shoulders, chatting with you about who is attending the event tonight and the importance of it all.

You sort of follow him around most the night, not doing much of the talking bc you’d rather listen to him talk.

He is so intelligent, just like Pidge. He uses words so big you cant even begin to imagine what half of them mean. He was so smooth with his words, the way he could spit facts about anything and everything without a second thought took your breath away.

At some point, you lost him in the crowd. He was busy, he was working to protect the universe. You understand. This is more than just a party.

You wander outside for some fresh air and a break from all the loud banter. Matt is meeting you out there within minutes.

“Hey. You alright?” He rests a hand on your upper back, rubbing his thumb back and forth between your shoulder blades. “Yep! Just…need a break.” “Yeah, I get it. It’s overwhelming.”

He turns and looks over his shoulder before he waves, a big smile on his face. “Oh hey! Yeah, this is (Y/N), my partner. The one I was telling you about.” He’s introducing you to an ally of the coalition who he’d just met earlier this evening.

You can’t help but smile, your heart pounding in your chest. He was talking about you to someone here tonight? What was he saying? Did he just call you his partner??? You’ve never actually heard him call you that. You’re so blushy and flattered and happy.

After a brief meeting, the visitor leaves you two alone. You pull Matt into a hug, squeezing him as tight as you can.

“You know I love you, right?” “Yes. You know I love YOU, right?” “Yeah, I know.” “Good, don’t you ever forget it.” You can decide who said what. Either way, y’all are so in love it’s not even funny.

[music-viber]

Summary: Luke and his girlfriend get into the last fight of their relationship.

Warnings: Manipulation,angst,smut,language

18+

Luke had done it again. He found a way to play his his girlfriends feelings

Luke castellan x daughter of hades

She had caught him with another councilor again.

He watched as the stranger flirted with him, pushing up on him,touching his hair, as she batted her long eyelashes her little button nose crinkled at every joke he told her “your so good with your sword Luke” she heard the brunette say “I mean I try, I’m good at other things too if you’d ever wanna see that” he laughed.

She listened in she wasn’t surprised at her boyfriends behavior he was a popular Demi god. She knew how they could be and she knew guys would also kill to be with her and he treated her like a one trick pony. She knew he was tired of just kissing and going on meaningless dates because they just fought the whole time.

But she would never pay any mind to random guys just because she’s mad and because they gave her attention and trust they gave her attention. But she had always reminded them she was with Luke.

They would always be angry at each other but this was the last straw for the the girl.

She watched was the other woman now felt him up while giving him puppy dog eyes and biting her lip. He looked around to make sure nobody would see them as he threw his head back.

He obviously did see me because then he pushed her off of him. “Babe.” He said acting as if I didn’t see what was happening. “I thought you were on kitchen duty?” He asked in her face.

“I was on duty but then I wanted to come find you. See what you were up to love bug!” But it seems like you have lots of love to go around so I’ll be on my way.”

He chased after her “Odessa I swear it’s not what it looked like, she was helping me fix a broken button on my shorts. You know how it is” I just smiled and nodded. “She’s not the first girl I’ve seen fix a button castellan.” She scoffed “your so quick to let girls touch you.” He looked mad “as if you don’t let guys touch you when I’m not around?” She looked mad now “I DONT!” as she said this the grass caught fire.

She stormed away to her dorm. She got over heated her pants caught fire she stood there. I won’t let him do this bullshit again.

(Later that night)

Luke knocks her window, she was the only one in the cabin because the other campers were at the campfire celebrating the week. She looked towards her window and walks to open it. “Need something dick?” She flashed a fake smile. Luke “yeah actually. I wanted to apologize but somewhere away from the noise?” He proposed. Looking at the campers at the campfire.

She didn’t forgive him but wanted to Atleast hear him out. Okay. Let me change? *she closed her window to change into a dark red mini dress, it was hot that night. She hopped out of her window to hear him out. “I still don’t forgive you if you’re wondering Luke castellan.” She states. “I know”

They finally make it far enough in the woods. She looked at her “this is where we had our first ever date.” “It was a picnic right near that tree.” She smiled at her. It was too and she hated his smiles now because she knew there was always something behind it. It was no secret their relationship was rocky

Luke basically flirted in or out of the public eye people even thought we’ve broken up before. Why did I put up with it? Because he was the best swordsman at camp. I needed to get the gods attention somehow. And it worked, Percy Jackson had recently came to camp and got claimed by Poseidon she had already weaseled her way into being his friend because Luke was his counselor

She didn’t need to put up with this man baby for any longer and she was grateful to use the girl from this morning as her excuse.

“So what?” She stared at him blankly“It’s just a spot” she looked at him with unreadable eyes.

He scoffed “you make it so fucking difficult to be sorry for you.”

“Sorry for me? You’re a stupid son of a bitch!” I yell

Luke’s eyes widened “don’t talk about my mother”

I laughed “if I was talking about your mother I would’ve said ya mama.”

“You’re such a man whore.” I say

Luke opened his mouth to yell “I thought you were an equal rights kinda girl considering you make a whole big deal about guys calling girls bitches.”

“Oh which you’re being right now by the way.” He finished

“Did you just call me a bitch castellan?” She puts her hand on her hips after removing her earrings and tossing them.” There was a small spark of flames when she tossed the metal into a pile of leafs.

Luke didn’t wanna upset her too much because she could obviously lit his ass on fire. He couldn’t help but to look at how beautiful his girlfriend was when she was mad. “I just get jealous when guys come and talk to you all the time. I thought it was about time before you left me for one of them.”

She rolled her eyes at his sorry ass excuse

She wanted to break him

[schizophrenicscoundrel]

My teeth have been clenched since i was seven, my jaw aches, its tired i know. i cannot find peace within my mouth, its speaks only of worry and i can't understand why it wont let go.

what is it biting, i wonder? i am terrified of cleaning my apartment, because then i will finally have a reason to let go, for my beloveds find me peacefully laying in bed, finally able to rest, atleast they wont have to clean up the mess i've made.

and for a brief moment my jaw will be relaxed, i'm sorry mom, i'm sorry dad, don't open my door please, leave it to the professionals, they've seen many sons go to sleep for a while, while i would be your first.

don't be upset, i'm finally sleeping, if i clean my apartment you wont know the condition i survived in, anguish, a layer of depression draped the floors, i memorize the steps to my bed, careful not the step on the things i was too tired to throw away.

i could be the baby boy who would pretend to sleep so you would carry me to my bed, the angle you once saw me as, a smiling little boy filled with curiosity of the world, i dont remember the first time my bare feet touched grass but i'm sure you do, my face, my hair, what i was wearing, my giggles as the blades of grass tickled my toes.

i hope you see me that way again when my jaw finally relaxes, but i cant do that to you, for i rather have it hurt when i eat then for you to have a hole in your chest where it should beat.

✧༺༻✧

can you guys tell I didn't take my meds tonight haha

[galactic-star-bruiser]

Fear pt. 7

TEETH ROTTING AMOUNT OF SWEETNESS.

I literally fell more in love as I wrote this uhflahfuhuhu

part 6, masterlist

sweetness and fluff, sort of confessions, light cursing, just pure sweetness

-rose xx

Pt 7.

Her hands were on me, carelessly driving me crazy with desire. 

I laid her back on the soft ground, sweet grass mingled with her familiar scent.

I think she’s been using my soap.

“Y/N...I” I started, in something that could only be described as a whisper so soft that it hardly existed. 

“Yes, Din”

Her doe eyes bore holes into me and the way my name looked on her mouth as she formed it was quite truly one of the most beautiful things that I have ever been lucky enough to witness. 

“Im glad you stayed”

 And I’m in love with you , I want you in my bed and I want to tangle my fingers in your hair

“Me too.” She stated with a soft smile.

Heat rose through my body; I’d swear to you that it warmed my armor to the touch. I was too nervous to say anything more and I just sat there, staring at her.  her.

She reached up and traced the lines of my helmet. My breath hitched, and she apologized. 

“No...  no, it’s okay” I replied, taking her withdrawn hand in mine and letting her trace more. 

We sat like that for a long while. In silence. Blissful silence, someplace that we didn’t have to listen to blaster fire or avoid anyone. It was just us. Completely.

Thats when fear and insecurity set in. If I fell anymore for her, I’d reach the point of no return, fuck, lord knows I already have. I’d get her killed. I was reckless and dangerous. She was purity, even if she only saw herself as a bounty hunter. I could see through the rough exterior and saw the gentleness in her. 

I had been watching her the night we met, before I ever came up to her. 

I was in that bar for a reason. 

When I watched her walk the streets of Tatooine and pick up a small Childs toy, help an elderly shop keep, and nod at other people... I couldn’t help but test my morals and wonder if I really wanted to bring this person in. Of course, then, I thought I was stalking a ruthless man of a killer. All the stories and comments I had to go on to find her... they all described her as a man. It was only a mask, and to me, that had more meanings than one.

Her bounty was high and it wasn’t until I realized that she was wanted by an imperial sergeant that I had made my mind up. She wasn’t deserving of the criminality that surrounded her. If the empire hated her... I had no choice but to at least respect her. Let alone fall in love with her 

With the fear of our reality setting in, I shifted away from her and stood up, making my way back to the ship.

“Where are you going?” She called out, kind but concerned. 

The suns were beginning to set and the way it hit her skin... it was nothing but pure grace personified. 

“Im sorry...but I dont think we should do this.”

“Do what” she asked in the most genuine tone, now jogging to reach my side. Her side of me.

I realized I may have just fucked up... did I read everything wrong? Could she not feel the same-

“Din”, her small hand on my shoulder made me wince as if it hurt physically when it really just hurt to have someone as good as her touch me so kindly. So warmly.

“Din, we don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do. Do you not want to stay here any longer?”

I couldn’t help but chuckle at her innocence and genuine concern for what I wanted to do. 

“No...thats not what I meant” I trailed off, but she didn’t push me. She was too kind. 

I couldn’t even touch myself to the thought of her anymore, it felt disrespectful. If I were to use her like that... it’d be with my hands on her instead of me. 

///////////////

I couldn’t tell if I was terrified or it made me fall deeper to think that he was feeling the same things I was... but I was too terrified to bring it up any further. I just walked next to him, testing the waters by letting my hand graze his.

He seemed to instinctively flex his hand every time mine met his.

We were aimless wanderers in this unexplored wilderness, both our hearts and surroundings.

I put up the act that I was an expert... I could flirt my way out of anything.... But no ones ever made my heart race like he does. 

I’ve never even been with another person, really. I had a few flings, touches, kisses, but I never let them come back with me. 

Everyone felt wrong before him.

I’d never been in love before but I think this was close. It had to be. 

“Din” I said, breaking the silence. I couldn’t stop saying his name since I heard it “Im glad you came into the bar earlier, to stop that man.... I know why you did now. Why you really did.”

He stopped, “You do?”

“I do.”

He didn’t push it like how I didn’t push him.

He just grabbed my hand.

[beautifulfire]

*you find an mp3 player on the ground with a pair of earphones*

*There's a letter saying "play, listen and see"*

When you turn on the device and put the earphones on, there's only one song titled:

"I really want to stay at your house-Rosa Walton"

You play the song and... start to feel. The weight of all the pain you experienced lift.

"So get away, another way to feel what you didn't what yourself to know and let yourself go"

You feel something flow in your veins. At first you didn't know what it was... but it made you feel more alive and free.

"You know you didn't lose your self-control... Let's start at the rainbow 🌈"

You feel yourself lift from the ground. You want to experience true bliss.

You want to be human again.

As the chorus begins you wake up and see, that you are indeed human again!

You know find yourself in a beautiful field of wheat thay extends for miles around. The sky is as blue as it can be and the sun is shining on your fair skin.

"Cause I really want to stay at your house... and I hope this works out"

You want to experience this forever

"But you know how much you broke me apart? I am done with you! I am ignoring you! I don't wanna know...."

You take a rest in the grass and now stare into the sky which has now turned night. Every star shines bright with different colors. The moon shining more beautifully than the rest.

However, you want to see more of what human life is like so you stand back up and close your eyes.

Upon opening you find yourself in a city with tall buildings

"So what do you want? What's your point of view? There's a party soon. Do you wanna go?"

You discovered that you can fly so you fly around the skyscrapers while vibing to the music.

You never felt more bliss than ever and so you continue flying around the city and appreciate the view from up high.

You feel calm as it feels like you're on top of the world. But... there could be more. And you see a light far high in the sky. Probably too high but you think you can reach it because you can!

"Turn away... Another way to be where you didn't want yourself to go and let yourself go. Is that a compromise?..."

You are about to reach it and when you touch it....

*FLASH*

"So what do you want? What's your point of view? There's a party soon. Do you wanna go?"

You find yourself on top of Fujikasane Mountain!

The view is serene and stunning from where you are.

"Cause I really want to stay at your house... And I hope this works out"

Your body is glowing bright white. You feel at peace.

As the song ends, your vision ends too.

She Was Just Exploring, Finding the mp3 player, Curiously touching it, She felt happy unlike before. She felt the warm Sun against Her soft Skin Again. It had been a long time since she's been able to..But if she was a human; Wouldnt she lose everything? That was a lingering thought in her mind— What about the others? What about the art she loved?— She overthinks, But she knows that deep down they'll still like her Everything felt blissful And inviting as she seen the sun and the greatest heights— She Didn't burn in the sun, which was a nice feeling as she was bought back to reality, A warm Feeling in her chest as she picked up the mp3 player and Gently put in her pocket.

❝ I haven't felt the sun..in a long time,❞

She mumbles to herself, small moths fluttering around her. ❝ Ah..But that was just a weird dream.. Weird..yes. but nice.. ❞

(i dont even know what's going on..did Akuma just conquer the sun?💀)

[creepycalls]

Snippet 2

Farewell

Today's the day.

I am obviously dressed like cliffhanger for everyone present over here. I should be swaying my dress like I am a butterfly but you know, the kinda extroverts who just aren't a narcissistic extrovert.

Every 'vert' has an adverb, maybe. For everyone.

I just hope I don't meet him.

I enter the creeking gate which feels as creepy as it looks. My heels are tapping on the ground like I own this venue, but who the hell chose this venue?

I had dreamt of maybe someday like this where I meet my besties and we are having a party, throwing up, it doesn't sounds real, right? Well, definitely not to me.

As I make my way through the little path which seems to be leaning over the grasses on both of its sides, I open the final door to the faces of the people I am seeing for the last time. I wish I never meet them again.

Just, not again.

And never him especially.

There is a massive hoard of people hovering over the barbeques.

Hungry, aren't they?

I was about to move ahead when something stopped me. Not a hand, not a physical touch, not a reality. But the virtuality of the moment.

My spine shivers, my hands tremble, and I was about to fall headfirst if I hadn't turned just the moment around and leave out the door.

I saw someone. I saw him.

I close the door behind me quickly and start waking hastily to the other side of the mansion. Its dark, its gloomy, its chilling all of a sudden. My hands, my fingers are turning and twisting against and over themselves. It's a compulsive habit. No cure for sure.

I walk and jump over some steps to reach before I end on my knees by the weight of agony, in front of anyone who's outside in the garden around. I don't like to embarrass myself out of my misery. I don't want them to know what happened to me.

I crouch down on my haunches with my back sliding down the wall behind me, and still against my movement as I bury my head in my arms.

It's dark, it's gloomy but not chilling anymore. I am covered by the warmth within me. It's peaceful but painful too. It's silly but significant too. It's mine but not MINE anymore.

All these years and still this feeling. Still this depth and hollowness of something I could never cover up fully. My heart, it's not mine anymore. This pounces on me like a rain in the wind, slashing through all my scars and just like salt in the wound. Its burning like fire, but sober like the cold. I am never drunk, just drowned in this. This state, this place, this home, this feeling, it's not foreign, it's like I have inhabited it.

Just not adapted to it.

I have become like that snowball. I am frozen all the time, just melt when I find warmth but disappear when the warmth turns into fire. I do return like rain, but at what cost? After being held together for evermore and then when its time, when it gets heavy, I fall and flow like I haven't filled those parts of me yet with those painful memories. My everything wants to remember him like he deserves every single part of it.

But the fact is, he doesn't.

I never knew my eyes could ever again perceive him like that 17 year old of him when we last met. I was 16 yeah, but caged while he was free. Just the similarity between us was the 'living'. I was walking to the door while keeping and repeating the phrase

'dont come across, don't react, don't look twice, don't fall, don't break'

But I do, everytime, I do.

And there's absolutely nothing I can do about it. I desperately want to turn everything into a hearty joke, but love is not a joke anymore, it's a pain in the ass and a page revised a million times.

His eyes pierced through mine like butter knife through cheese. Turned into a joke bro, didn't it? I swayed, I met, I came across and reacted, didn't I? I stayed, I tried, but fell apart and broke, but yeah just didn't look twice.

One stone unturned. Left a few crumbs.

[abetteranglican]

i feel really sleepy

whenever i used to go out into the woods, i would feel the overwhelming urge to die there. to crawl under some bush, some hidden place and wait, or to do it myself. i thought about people finding me a week later, curled up in the grass, or between the roots of a tree, fingers still splayed to touch the dusty earth.

i went again yesterday, and i felt that pull away from everything behind me. as if on a string i was reeled in, eyes wide, drinking in the forward direction of my feet. whenever i could see any distant hill, one where the houses grow sparse and trees take over i would stand and stare, wanting. as i walk, everything loses its humanity, cars on the motorway under the bridge are faceless and predatory and wrong, and so i keep going. the thing about my route through those woods is that i can never escape the rushing noise of the road. it just becomes the wilderness, and the forest my lonely civilisation.

i go further and further, i follow streams and i giggle, i run, trying not to sink into mud. i greet everything, ravens and crows and robins, singing like them and reaching down to press my hands into springy grass. i touch leaves, i pass all the familiar places, babbling and murmuring forest things to myself, near the end of my journey i squat by a pond and peer into the dark reddish, glassy water. i hold my hands just above the surface to see if the air is any colder, which i dont think it is. its still quite sunny, though half past seven. eventually i get to the last clearing before the forest comes to a top. the light is becoming a little golden, and i watch a few billowy clouds light up pink as they cross the deep blue sky. i throw myself down on the softest tussocks i can find and look at the familiar branches heaving before the big open above.

the trees are very big, naked and black in the evening. the grass feels wonderful. i lie with my arms splayed out beside me, feeling the blades. i grin and i sing little lines from songs, drawn out, notes flying away on the wind

'i wanna be adored,

you adore me,

you adore me'

I wonder whether i should be feeling god here, in nature. but i dont, i just feel the massiveness of the trees, and how they let me lie here. after a while i grow a little cold, and i should probably get up and start on my way home so im out of the forest before its dark. the branches are massive, rocking in great clusters above me like swarms of birds. the clouds arent pink anymore, a dark and almost purple grey. i sit up, and immediately the road nearby feels very loud, very rushy, but not like the rush and hiss of the branches in the air. i lie back down to test whether it sounds louder because ive become aware of the sound again, no, i just cant hear it as much when im pressed into the earth.

i jump up and notice the twilight, it must be eight o'clock now and im a nice few miles from home. i feel nervous. the woods are waving me out now, if i stayed past this time i would never leave. i say goodbye to everything again as i pass by, but in the silvery shades of encroaching night nothing seems to be as pleased with me as they were before. but i always knew that the wood look different on the way out. as i tripped home, though home didnt seem so great, i imagined things i never had before, a hunched witch between the trees, monsters.

i took a quicker way to my house, leaving the forest earlier, also to avoid the treacherous mud i had encountered on my way in. just before i passed back into the city i sat in long grass, and then layed down again. it was spongey, and i couldve slept there if no one was waiting for me. i stayed there a bit, knowing that once among the houses i would feel a different, worse sort of fear.

[fagcrush]

oh nice, you probably have a good idea what it's like then. sometimes i feel bad for the people just getting into overnight work because you really don't know what it's like until you're on shift. anyways, you probably know this stuff already but the best advice i can give is that, like, sometimes you're going to have to force yourself to go outside and touch grass. not in the tumblr way, but in the "i accidentally haven't seen the sun in 3 days and now my brain is melting" kind of way. basically, even if you think you don't need it, you need to see the light of day every few days or your brain turns to soup. and if your brain starts to feel like it's on fire, it's probably time to go sit in the sun for a few hours.

some other things i've noticed/tips: overnight work can get really boring, so i started playing a bunch of games that scratch my brain but are short. i think idol games are probably good for this but i personally took up word games, crosswords, and solitaire. it also helps me to keep a list of things to do when i get bored out of my mind on shift. loneliness is also a really big problem for overnight workers, so i recommend finding something in your off time where you're seeing people face to face. i volunteer, but sometimes i just wander around main st of my town so i can see people in real life, even if i don't talk to them. i've found that a lot of little things like that help, even if i don't think they will.

i also want to say that balancing time can be a nightmare in a way that day shift workers don't understand. having all of your 'personal time' before work can actually really suck, so please make sure to build in at least an hour of downtime before you go to bed after shift. going to bed directly after work sucks in so many ways. people are also gonna be shitty about it, particular people you make appointments with or talk to on the phone. i had to record a very blunt phone message saying not to call me before 1 pm because my family was giving me so much shit about not being up in the mornings. it was a little rudely worded, but it worked. i recommend just being firm with anyone who tries to say anything (ie "I won't be there, it's before my wake up time, that's final")

that's all i got for now (actually about to get off of my shift rn l o l) but i really wish you the best of luck. i think of you as a friend even though we don't talk much and i hope this works for you. i hope you're able to get this job if you want it and i hope working overnights works out for you if that's what you'd like to do. (also i know you have kitties so pls give one a pat from me, your strange rambly anon? ty)

OH YEAH FOR SURE, i had a bit of whiplash when i first started even tho ive always been the kind of person that stays up til the sun is up lol. and my husband was the same (it was even worse for them bc they used to be more of a morning person before starting overnight and literally went from working 6:30am-6:30pm to doing the opposite)

YEP i struggle w this anyway and my husband drags me places so i can get out. my husband themself goes on hikes w our dog sometimes, i dont rlly think i could manage that bc walking hard but maybe if i brought my cane and we found some short trails :) but even just like. going to the store while its still light out would probably work (even though thats near impossible this time of year. love winter but why do they turn off the lights so early)

oh yeah, when i worked overnight i was usually like, playin lil puzzle games and stuff, or reading. i got a LOT of reading done back then. this job is kind of a cleaning job from what i can tell so i might not have time for that kind of stuff, but who knows, ill probably have some downtime. it also sounds like ill have coworkers but i def felt the loneliness when i was at the gas station. luckily my brother was enough and im sure my husband will be, and i know ill at the very least have a supervisor (my husband is lucky they have lots of coworkers, many of wish they consider friends on their shift lol)

yeah, hubby sometimes goes to bed right after if theyre like. on their 3rd shift in a row, but they usually make time to chat. i usually would stay up and scroll tumblr for a bit after work, i can't sleep right after work either unless im just TIRED tired.

OH DONT GET ME STARTED ON PEOPLE NOT UNDERSTANDING YOURE NOT AVAILABLE DURING THE DAY i think my PARENTS would at least know because theyre used to it from me working overnight a year+ when i lived there, and my brother doing overnight work as well, but like. in general my husband has such a hard time getting people, their parents included, to understand "hey i am not available during the day" (but since when did my in laws understand a fuckin thing in the world)

thank you very much!!! i hope u have a good shift friend ^^

[in-between-2-spaces]

-End-

Also. I finally got out of that fandom again.

In the end it was all bullshit.

All was made up for fake hype.

Everyone is deluded in there.

Made me watch a shitty revival on the promise that the most popular ship was probably going to appear in some form. That actually never happened.

People expressed their valid disappointments, but they were received with:

"YOU GUYZ DONT UNDERSTAND THE LORE!" The main show never got that deep of a lore in the first place. As of season 6 to 7 and onwards it was just filler writing to keep the show running on a dead channel. What the new show actually had where just simple, fun, not-that-deep easter eggs for fans to find. Screw your cryptic piece of garbage invented lore. You were being a dick with everyone if they were not on par with your views.

I also got in trouble cuz I shared on another place "and it was without their permision waaah!". Like come OOON. it wasnt like it was some fucking personal artwork or legal documents or some shit. Can you guess what it was? It was a a screehshot of a twitter post they took before it got deleted from an alleged secret account, this post was released ON A PUBLIC PLATFORM (it wasnt a locked account either FYI) and it was later shared for record from on PRIVATE server to ANOTHER PRIVATE server. P-R-I-V-A-T-E you sensitive bumbos. Ánd It wasnt theirs in the first place!!! All for the people that like to stalk other people. And btw, this caused some other psychos to stalk a newbie fan and search all their private info thinking it was one of the actors assistant(you gotta be very deluded to go to that conclusion) and because of said newbie being on a server, there where doing some literally FEDERAL GOVERMENT TYPE search on the server for who was the one sharing info in which never found who it was (thats how good they are investigating). what a bunch of sickos.

tbh, not worth it.

They also like to spend life savings on meeting them twice every year.

Its nuts.

I would have payed loans with the money they have spend meeting them for SEKRET INFO or witness some NORMAL ASS friendship affections.

Some are chill ngl and probably some of them met some friends for life and all, but others are like weirdly obsessed with the actors. No wonder they are tired looking when seeing you. Its the same shit EVERYTIME. the same questions EVERYTIME. NOTHING NEW.

And lastly, if you find this randomly after maybe days months or years this was posted and you know what im talking about, then hello and congrats, you found me. Touch grass while you at it.

Move on.

[that-lame-ghoul9000]

Maybe a shower smut with eddie ? 😗

April Showers 🌧

Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader

Summary: Its the beginning of track season at Hawkins High. And while your boyfriend is super supportive(from under the bleachers) of your athletic choices, you can't deny practice has taken up way to much of your time. And Eddie intends to make up for lost time.

Word count: 3.3k 😳🥲

TW: SMUT 18+ MINORS GO TOUCH SOME GRASS, DONT INTERACT, established relationship, Shower sex, semi public sex (girls locker room), its a quicky that feels like forever because im a slut for getting carried away rambling. Im sorry. swearing, Unprotected sex it's not stated but reader is on birth control. Just pretend. (don't be silly, wrap your willy. A pregnancy test is one Etch-a-sketch that can't be undid homeskillet) -Oral- (m receiving) Spit. He spits in readers mouth. Pet names(baby or babe i can't remember, princess & sweetheart) probably forgot something. If I did please tell me.

This is so unedited. And written. Late at night.

A/n: 1.) Thank you so much for requesting this. I was so exited exited write it.  With that said:

This is my first published work containing smut. Use lube and go easy on me I'll get better I swear. Give me feedback. Give me all the feedback.

2.)I never ran track. I don't know track season. So I'm sorry if this isn't accurate. I Googled HS track season and it said (training began oct-nov, with actual season being feb-may) and I just REALLY liked the title I picked. So sue me 🤣 and let me live in my fantasy world where after i had a choice I stopped participating in sports. Okay love you byeeee 😘

I do not give permission to have this posted anywhere else. (You'll only find it here and on my AO3 which is the same username) Please don't take my work. Ive worked hard on it and I'd like to continue doing it.

You were a good student. Reliable. Trustworthy. Responsible. Just a few adjectives thrown around by the faculty at Hawkins High. Which is why your guidance counselor and track coach had absolutely no problem giving you a spare key to the school gym and locker room only asking you clean up after yourself and lock up when you're done. Something you've been doing since last school year. You had a tendency to practice in the early hours of the morning. It was cool out. Quiet, with no one there to bother you. No overly horny teenage boys with way to much time on their hands and nothing better to do than yell scandalous risqué remarks at their classmates of the opposite sex simply because their little under developed, sex riddled, cavemen brains couldn't comput farther than: "Girls" "Shorts=ass" and running in a tee shirt was the closest half of them would ever get to seeing boobs bounce. Give them a few years. They may grow out of it.

For that late reason alone you preferred morning runs on the track. Reserving the after school evenings for team practice. Where you'd still try hard. But not hard enough to elicit said comments.

It's almost the end of April and most, if not all, of your time has been spent on this track. You began as soon as the leaves started falling in mid October at the indoor gym at the request of your coach. But it was a drive. Which is what prompted you to ask to use the gym in the mornings last year once it got semi warm enough to begin using the outdoor track.

If you weren't on the track you had your nose shoved in some AP class workbook. Grades were very important to you. Just as important as sports. As they went hand in hand. This unfortunately meant skipping out on plans with your friends. Often.

Which also meant having to "rain check" dates with your boyfriend. Claiming

"Unless you're going to throw 'Study' in front of that 'date' word, we're going to have to give it a rain check."

Now you'd think most guys would love a good 'Study' date. Not your boyfriend. It's as if the word itself was dipped in holy water and burned him simply thinking about it. Which is funny considering who he is. That's right. Little Ms. Straight A's Sporty McSportsPants boyfriend was none other than the infamous Devil worshiping, master of the occult, every parents worst nightmare for their sweet baby, friendly neighborhood bad boy.

Eddie. Mother fucking. Munson.

And although his chocolate button, puppy dog eyes were so close to making you say "fuck it" and toss your books in the air. You had to be the level headed responsible one of you both. Easier said than done. You'd not hadn't had much time together in months. Aside from the half hour at lunch, Mrs. O'Donnell's class (which she conveniently had you both on separate ends of the classroom) the few minutes after practice you got before having to rush home for dinner, and a night filled with homework. Your time together was really few and far between. And while it made you both sad, Eddie would still find cute ways to keep you from getting discouraged. From cute notes of encouragement in your locker on days you'd have track meets. (Especially the ones you were nervous about) Throwing rocks at your window after your parents had gone to bed to get some time in with you till you fell asleep. Even if it was only 10 minutes. And sometimes if you looked real close you'd see him under the bleachers cheering you on. You really couldn't understand why everyone thought the awful things they did about him.

On this particular morning it was cool out. Slightly windy. And very overcast. The gray sky looking like it would give way to rain at a moments notice. You almost opted to not practice this morning. But you had a big meet coming up this Saturday and there was no way you were losing. You pulled your Hawkins High Tigers hoodie off exposing your skin to the cool air. Letting out a shiver you jogged to the track. Looking at your watch

5:30am (this should be illegal)

Setting your alarm for 6:30, giving yourself exactly one hour before you needed to head to the locker room and hit the shower. Kids would start arriving by 7:30. This would give you the perfect amount of time to Shower, dry your hair and drop your clothes in your locker before grabbing a muffin and heading to class.

You begin running your laps and time just runs away with you. Though you're not racing a physical person you feel a sense of competition. You're racing time. And time is racing you.

~~~~♤~~~~~♡~~~~~♤~~~~

You made it 30 minutes in before you heard it. The soft low rumble of the incoming thunder announcing the imminent approaching storm. The wind began to pick up as well. Not that you'd complained it helped keep you cool for the most part.

Deciding not to chance it you run off to the bleachers and grab your bookbag along with your duffle that had your change of clothes, shampoo, towel and all important keys that granted you access to the areas of the school you needed. And with that you jogged to the school building.

As you reach the girls locker room you head into the shower room and turn the water on allowing it enough time to heat up. You exit back to the locker room and begin to remove your shoes and socks. But just as you're getting to your shorts you hear the door open. Causing you to pause.

"Hello? This room is currently being used."

Nothing.

"If there's someone in here you have exactly 3 seconds to make yourself known or I'll borrow Bethany's softball bat. And ive been told I've got a pretty good swing." You yell out.

"I'd love to see you swing a bat. Bet it be hot as hell."

You jump, turning on a heel to face the intruder. He's smirking at you from under that beautiful mess of hair.

"Edward Alan Munson, I can and I will if ever do that again. What are you doing here?" you ask confused. Knowing this man isn't known for getting up early.

"Firstly, just because Wayne let it slip the one night he came home early and saw us making out on the couch, doesn't mean my middle name is available for public use. Even if it's from someone as cute as you. And it is super cute when you use it in your 'I'm so serious tone." he boops your nose.

"Secondly, I knew you'd be here even if a tornado threatened to rip the school down to its foundation because you have your meet against Greenwood on Saturday and, for reasons I'll never understand in the world of sports, you'd rather die than let them win this year."

You rolled your eyes with a smile at his comment. It was a true statement.

"And thirdly, I'll take any time I can get with you." He smirks dropping his jacket and vest all in one go. "You just say the word. It's always better to shower with a friend. Conserve water you know. Great for the planet. Wouldn't want you to slip in there." His brain thinking of more excuses. But he's cut off as soon as he sees you slowly walk backward toward the showers pulling your shirt off and winking at him before dropping your shorts, grabbing your shampoo & body wash and walking through the door. And he's so quick to shed the rest of what's in the way almost falling and breaking his neck trying to get his jeans off. With a final tug his shirt falls to the ground and he's running after you like a kid in a candy store to the showers.

You were already under the water, in an attempt to try and at least was your body before all hell broke loose, when you feel his hands slowly snake around your hips a he pulls you closer to him. Until you feel his skin against yours. And his very prominent hard on pressed against your back. A shiver of excitement pulses through you in every direction as he slowly sweeps his hands across your body. Agonizingly slow. You lean your head back against his chest and he let's out a chuckle.

"Someone seems a little stressed." He says into your ear in a breathy voice that has your legs turning to jello. His hands feather light skimming across your breasts. So light you might have missed it if weren't for him adding the slightest of weight to his hand as he circled your nipper.

You felt yourself begin to relax under his touch. A breathy moan as you say his name,

"Eddie."

The verbal action making his cock twitch against your back.

"Yes Princess." He teased.

"Touch me, please."

"I am touching you." He laughed.

What he'd give to take his time with you. He'd have you so relaxed to the point you'd forget your own name. Only remembering his because he'd have you screaming it repeatedly. But he knew you were both on borrowed time so he cut to the chase.

"Okay sweetheart but only because you asked so nicely." He kissed the side of you temple as his hands moved lower and lower. Till he was still semi teasing you by gently rubbing your legs.

"Edd-" you didn't even get his name out before he said

"Let's see just how excited you are for me" and dipping his middle and ring finger to swipe through your slick folds.

Eliciting a moan that could only be described by Eddie as what the heavens must sound like.

"Jesus baby, even you can't play this one off as shower water. You're absolutely soaked." He said softly biting your ear. You're a mess, as he slides his fingers up slowly till he finds your clit and begins running soft figure eights into the little nub. Not enough to do to much but enough to get you more worked up.  If it wasn't for Eddie holding you up right now you'd fall to the floor.

Which gives you an idea. Since you're kinda on a time crunch. You pull his hand away, even though it pained you to do it. Turn around, and grab his face before he can protest bridging the gap you've caused between you two for the most intense kiss to ever exist at 6:48 in the morning. A clashing of teeth and tongue but only for a brief moment.  Because before the boy in front of you could register the series of events unfolding in front of him you drop to your knees looking up at him through wet lashes (which he's now moved to the top of his list of 'hottest images of my girlfriend burned into my brain to date')

Giving a slight devilish smile before running your hands delicately over his things in almost the same slow, agonizing pace he was teasing you with not moments ago.

Throwing his head back you hear him mutter a "fuuuuuck me" to which you replied "oh trust me i plan to" as you grasp his length in your left hand and begin stroking a few times. Making sure to run your thumb over his aching tip that's beading with pre-cum to gather it and as he looks down you stick in your mouth to suck off. A sort of pre-warning. One that he can barely handle. And with a pop you remove your thumb replacing back on his aching cock, pumping once. Twice. Thrice before giving the prominent vein under his cock a lick from base to tip finally taking as much of him in as you possibly could. Thank God for the wall behind him because he throws his head back and becomes one with the wall thrusting his hand into your hair and gathering it to keep it out of your face.

"F-Fuckin hell. You are so damn good at that. God's baby who knew such a good girl could have such a bad mouth."

The moan you release sending sweet vibrations to parts of him he didn't know existed. Its all going to his head. And rather quickly. You begin pumping what you can't fit as you continue bobbing your head up and down at a pace Eddie has deemed 'fucking perfect'.

"God baby if you keep up like this I won't last much longer." He looks down.

You look up at him with doe eyes through lashes coated in tiny water droplets. He's died and gone to heaven. He feels his release nearing and he's quick to remove himself before he does. Lifting you up to your feet.

"As much as I'd love to cum down your throat. Let's I don't know rain check it," He jests, 'because right now I want to fuck you up against," He paused looking at the 3 available walls in this shower wall eliminating the one with the knobs and shower head, "that wall. But first open, since i know you were so looking forward to having my cum run down your throat. Here's a substitute." He quickly takes his middle and ring finger, swiping them up your soaking cunt, returning them to his mouth to quickly suck and savor how you taste on his tongue. He taps your jaw and your quick to open for him. As he spits a mixture of your slick and his spit into your mouth.

"Swollow." He doesn't have to ask twice. And because he can't help himself his mouth is quick to seek out yours in a passionate kiss filled with teeth, tongue and the fact this will be way faster than either of you want it to be. Suddenly he's tapping your thighs signaling you to jump and you do. Your back is met with the cool stall wall as Eddie is quick to line himself up with your center. There's no slowness anymore. You've all but run out of time, students would start arriving soon. And from previous moments with Eddie you both came to the realization, you weren't quiet. And you couldn't be even if you wanted to.

As he slides in you let out a pornagraphic moan and let your head fall back against the wall. Legs wrapping around his waist, one arm half hazardly drapped around his neck the other holding his shoulder. He stretches you out perfectly. And you fit him just as well.

"F-fuckin hell you're so goddamn tight. Just sucking my cock in. God I can feel you tightening around me."

You rock your hips a little to signal he's okay to move. And boy does he move. He slowly begins to piston in and out of you. Breathing heavy as the shower water falls down like the impending rain. It's probably raining right now. He begins kissing down your jaw to your neck getting to your collar bone where he begins sucking and biting, just a small mark. He likes looking at them later.

You're a moaning, swearing mess. Praying no one hears anything and decides to come looking to make sure a student isn't hurt. Which would be very awkward and extremely frustrating as you can feel that coil in you winding up, so close to snapping. And as if on cue Eddie snaps his hips up in such a way he hits that magic button and just like that his name tumbles out of your mouth. The only name you'll remember for the rest of the day.

Eddie.

RIGHT THERE

Eddie!

EDDIEEEEE

FUCK EDDIE DONT STOP

IM GONNA CU-

He continues his pistoning into that spot with everything he has in him. He's chasing his high and yours. His free hand snakes down to rub on your bundle of nerves in such a perfect way that he has you coming undone in seconds. Following behind you moments later. He slows his thrusting down as you ride out your highs. You rest your forehead on his as you both try to slow your eradicate breathing.

After a moment he pulls out of you slowly, trying his best not to make you uncomfortable. Still holding onto you because you currently have the legs and dexterity of a newborn deer. He kisses your nose as he reaches over and puts some shampoo in his hand returning to massage it into your hair.

"God he's perfect." You think to yourself with a small giggle.

"And whats, pray tell does the lady find funny." He smirks.

"You give me an mind altering orgasm. And now you're washing my hair. It's just cute is all."

"I'm making up for lost time. I believe you have at the very least 30 more coming your way in the near future. Not all at once. But I'm sure I can pull a few out of you with each of our upcoming 'Study' dates. I do need to pass Mrs. O'Donnell's class if i want to walk that stage with you. And I fully intend to." He winks. His statement making you're eyes widen and a blush fall across your cheeks.

"As long as we actually study first Edward Ala-" He cuts you off with quick kiss tilting your head back enough allow the water to wash the shampoo away without it getting into your eyes.

"I recall mentioning the ban of using my full name. But I'll excuse it this time as your brain is still probably a bit to fried." He smiles giving your forehead a quick kiss. And then you hear it. Your watch alerting you that it's 7:30. Fuck you'd have no time to dry your hair. Both mentally cursing the beeping noise, Eddie turns off the water.

"I'll go out first. And quickly get dressed. I'll set your clothes in here on the bench." You give him a kiss as he nods at your plan.

You grab your towel and quickly wrap yourself. Walking fast into the locker room. Pulling your clothes out. Sliding on all the articles. As quickly as you could without paying attention.

Trying to use the towel to dry your hair as best you could before running a brush through quickly and tossing it into a ponytail.

You run to gather all of Eddie's clothes and then set them on the bench.

"The towels a bit wet but it's here too. I'll see you in a minute." You smile as you hear the stall unlock.

Grabbing your bag you make sure the coast is clean before waiting outside the girls locker room door. A few moments later Eddie emerges.

"Hey sweetheart, come here often." He winks at you. Making you giggle.

"Occasionally. Do you?"

"I sure as hell might start coming more often." He grabs your backpack from your shoulder slinging it over his are before throwing his free arm around your shoulder.

"What do you say we go find our rowdie band of weirdos. They can't be left alone for too long. Especially not with Henderson.

"Okay let's go find your freshman children." You say, lacing your fingers in the hand draped around your shoulder. "I'd hate to think what weird heated conversation topic Dustin has Mike and Gareth. Kid gets a level over passionate about many things." Causing both of you you break out laughing.

"It's his tone. I swear it's his tone." Eddie breathes out. As you approach the cafeteria you look outside.

Just like you thought it's absolutely pouring out.

"Eddie." You whisper into his ear at a sudden realization before finding everyone at the table.

"Hmm" He looks at you puzzled.

"Eddie. We're both wet. They'll know why I am. But you never this awake this early. This," you look him up and down before finishing, "wet. They're going to know."

As he looks out the window.

He looks back at you with a smirk.

"I'd blame it on the rain. But I doubt they'd believe me."

April Showers is an understatement.

[willowwhispersspeakeasy]

Howdy~! For the dabble game, can I have the prompt "seeing things no one else can" with Leona Kingscholar, please? Thanks a bunch!

howdy~ thanks for your patience sunshine. oh, and a word of warning to yall unfamiliar: dont give a faerie you dont know your name. we're quite fond of keeping those you see~ -Onyx, the bartender

thank you for joining our event

warnings: gender neutral reader, fae! reader, cutie Cheka at the end

the forest was often considered a 'calm' place by many. of course, most creatures who crawled upon the earth were rather lost in their own heads. their lives ran strong through them, focus upon furthering themselves, however that may be.

but for a creature like you, the forest was as lively as a concert.

the grass was soft against your cheek, dew dripping on your nose. the trees whispered their gossip, a strange creature unknown to this area on the prowl. the brook giggled to you, retelling of a young man with feline features.

the bobcats were common here, lions however were not.

from your perch in the old oak tree you watched him. a long dark mane, and eyes as green as jewels. his ears and tail had stopped twitching, you were rather sure he had fallen asleep.

floating down from your resting spot you leaned over the beastman.

'hes a prince from the savanna'

'I saw him being followed by a little cub earlier!'

'do you think hes lost?'

"I doubt hes lost, probably simply tired." you spoke, the wind rustling the tree's leaves calming to a stop.

observing him closer, you fell to your knees. pondering for a moment of his fur you reached out a hand. the forest held their breath as you stroked the beastmans furr.

your world spun as you were pinned to the ground, a pair of glaring green eyes staring down at you.

"what do you think you're doing?" the growl was dark, fangs bared. he snarled, clearly displeased by your disturbance.

"petting your fur." you answered blankly. "its very soft." the wind rustled the trees once more.

'how aggressive.'

'are all savanna animals so rude?'

'I wonder where that cub went.'

he huffed, giving you a sniff before removing himself from where he had you pinned.

"you're bold to touch someone while he's asleep." the beastman sat with his back against a tree.

"I didn't mean to wake you." you replied, standing once more. "where did your cub go?"

"my cub?" he growled once more, cracking one eye open to send you a glare.

"yes, they said you had a cub following you." you stared at him curiously. the wind caught the mans hair, blowing it gently.

'he was cute as a wildflower~'

'orange furr, bright as a spark!'

"hes not my cub. you can keep him for all I care." he huffed.

"I see, perhaps I can find him for you. may I have your name sir?" the beastman cracked an eye open, scanning you from head to toe. his gaze paused on your pointed ears.

"no you may not." another snarl as he tensed. "and on second thought, you may not keep him even if you find-"

"oh? that's really such a shame." you pouted. the wind pulled gently at your robes.

'the cub is playing in the creek.'

'he says hes looking for his "oji-tan"'

"oji-tan?" you tried the name on your tongue. no, not right. simply a nickname from the child.

the beastman tensed once more. he quickly stood to his feet, advancing towards you.

"I'm not in the mood to play games, so listen here,"

"no. you said I could have the cub, and I'm sure he'd much rather play with me then his mean 'oji-tan'~" you offered him a grin of your own, fangs glinting in the low light. "perhaps we can play another time~"

~

Leona whirled around as the creature who had just been before him vanished. panic rose in his chest as he began searching the forest for that no good nephew of his.

~

"hello there cub, may I have your name?" you purred, leaning down towards the child and offering him your hand.

"sure! im Cheka! nice to meet you!"

"Cheka, what a lovely name. thank you, I'll take good care of it."

[oroborosdreadwalker]

OK allow me to get real for a second, I dont find Melania that hard, and neither should you,i know bold statement but hear me out. thinking she is hard is what makes her hard, you subconsciously make yourself think she is going to be in such making it reality, you think that attack is going to hit so you end up not dodging in time and she restores 80% of her health in 1 hit, THAT is what makes her hard the health regen effect she has on hit, you cant trade blows without it being more profitable to her, so you need to focus on dodging, and chipping away at her health while conserving your flasks, phase two however is where things get funky i do admit phase two is a little difficult until you relise that after her scarlet aeonia attack she stands still for a bit and does not attack, bait out small punishable combos and wait for her to use her big attack again and punish that, is she difficult yes she is, is she as impossible as some people say absolutly fucking not, once you pick up on her quirks. Anyways that was my ted talk on Melania. I should end than with the fact that while this comes off kinda like im saying she is a shit boss i just want to say thats not true i enjoyed her boss fight and think its well implemented, does the fact i am fully ok with her stepping on me and calling me a worm(expecially phase 2 lord help me that shit got me down horrendous) help with that fact, no it doesnt thats just me needing to touch grass.