#if you want a man who won't care about you there are literally hundreds waiting for the opportunity

[frereamour]

the humiliation of watching a straight woman fight to remain together with her gay husband is unmatched...

[reeniecon]

- YOU'RE A GIRL??! -

Riddle roseheart, Trey clover, cater diamond, ace trappola , deuce spade.

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😮‍💨‼️ : fem reader, imperfect grammar

A/n: this is a remake/rewrite from my OLD OLD Fanfic in my old blog ( I hate that writing so much I want to puke)

My other fanfic

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Riddle roseheart

" [Name] I beg of you to do not ignore rule 534, you've broken that rule 2 times already... I won't be easy on you for the 3rd time " Riddle remained you gently (passive-aggressive actually)

" As I read the rule book and searched about rule 534 it writes here that a woman is an exception in this rule!! So yeah~ "

But you're not a-

...

WAIT

WHAT

WHAT DID YOU SAY???! A WOMAN CAN WHAT, HUH DOES THAT MEAN THAT YOU'RE A WOMAN?

How this is a boy's boarding school how did you get here???!!

Not only that you're a magicless student but also a woman? ( in all-boys schools)

Ah, you must have felt so uncomfortable...

Ugh, what did the magic mirror do...

After that day riddle pays closer attention to you

He wants you to be comfortable at least he can assure you that in his own dormitory

Ah did Ace and Deuce know about this already??

Are they being mean to you??

Ugh, are you okay with this???

" [Name] let me know if there is something that bothering you... Uh- I hope you can feel the most comfortable in heartslabyul with me... "

Cater diamond

" Awww.. C'mon why did the sky choose to rain now ~ we might missed our movie! " Cater complaining

" Not only missed the movie we might also have to watch the movie drenched, look cater look how drenched we are "

This is supposed to be one of the happiest nights you and Cater have!!

You and he got a free ticket for Vil's new movie!!

The movie was literally trending EVERYWHERE ON THE INTERNET

It's really impossible to get the ticket right now!! But Vil being the awesome friend he was gifted the tickets

FOR FREE!!

And now here we are drenched in front of the mall with cater

Cool, cool so awesome!!

" This is so unfortunate isn't it but surely this would be such an unforgettable memory right [name ] " He said with the usual smile on his face " Why don't we take a picture together this would be an awesome post don't you think " He Suggested

* click* * click*

" #vilnewmovie #badday #icannotbeliveit #catty #whatshouldwedo? And lastly- " Huh.. What's that? He zoomed in on your side of the pic

Oh.

OH

HUH????

" What's wrong cater? Are you going to post it? " U asked him " Ah no, hahaha I'm going to post it later ig. Because you know uh.. The the uh THE INTERNET yeah the internet is so sloww~~ I will post it when we go back~~"

HOW COULD HE POST THE PHOTO

When your... Uh- tops? Tops holder? Shown faintly....

ARGHHHH !!!

did everyone know this already?? Are he the only one who doesn't know yet?? How how how how how

And more questions coming to cater head one hundred by one hundred

What should he do now...

He drapes his coat around you.

" Here use this you might catch a cold~ haha... Ha... Ha. Be careful okay... " He awkwardly says with that flushed face he tries to cover

Trey clover

He knows from the start

Trey is the mom of the group, and he is a really careful man, to begin with

We will OBSERVE you even before you start to hang out with other heartslabyul members

So yep, he knows!!

How did he know you ask?

He eavesdropping on Crowley (accidentally ofc he's a good boy!!)

I felt like he would "accidentally" heard you ranting to Crowley about being the only girls there

I don't think anyone would not be surprised at this situation tbh

But he is the most sweetest guy you've ever met in NRC

I can feel his girl's dad's aura through the screen tbh

He would bake you your favorite cake, teach you how to bake things if you ask him to~

Totally the most helpful guy in the heartslabyul dormitory even in NRC!!

Please marry us Trey we want you TwT

" Hm? Pardon me [mame] I didn't quite catch you...Can you please repeat it? Ah- you want to bake together? Ofc I'll teach you okay <3 "

Ace trappola

....

How

HOW COULD HE NOT HAVE KNOWN ABOUT THIS SOONER????

IS HE YOUR BEST FRIEND??? HUH DON'T YOU CONSIDER HIM YOUR BSF???

" ah... Now What. What is this soap opera plot... My best friend who I've known for YEARS ( you only know her at least only for 6 months you dramatic ass) is a girl??? Why can't you tell me sooner..." He rolls his eyes, not facing you at all, you cannot help but sigh at the situation " Cannot help it yk Crowley told me to keep it a secret it's for my safety too" You explained while trying to face him " Is gender really that life-changing to you ace in our friendship? " You asked him while your head hanging low

OF COURSE IT IS???

Bro, AGRHHHHH HE CANNOT WITH YOU RIGHT NOW

HE THINKS THAT HE IS RLLY GAY ALL THIS TIME

BECAUSE

OF

YOU!!

He went on an identity crisis on this

ahh... How can you do this to him...

'Did Deuce already know this too? AGRH SO ANNOYING I want to punch him... '

"No no no no you don't get it [name] uh... Your gender didn't mean anything in our friendship but it matters in our other relationship... " He says his voice cracking on the last sentence hiding his redness

Deuce spade

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" No deuce we cannot go to the hot springs together, you go with ace okay"

" Huh, why not it's not fun [name] if we're not together !! " His eyes wide open smiling all over the place " YOU STUPID, ofc she cannot go with us??? " Ace interfering with the conversation

She?

Why did Ace use she?

[Name] is a boy so wh-

Ah

Ah

No way

NO WAY NO WAY

" I'M SO SORRY I DON'T KNOW [NAME] PLEASE FORGIVE ME, DID UH- DID I MAKE YOU UNCOMFORTABLE??? in a uh jn any way??? " He bowed down his forehead and touched the cold hot spring wood. " HEY, WHAT ARE YOU DOING DEUCE GET UP FAST YOU'RE EMBARRASSING US " Ace Hurriedly tried to get Deuce off the floor but Deuce seemed like he was glued to it...

" I'm sorry I'm so sorry, I just make a unforgivable mistake [name] forgive me!! " Still half bowed

" Deuce!! Get up !! "

A/N: my old fanfic is batshit crazy, 0 to work with no plot, you must read the old one tbh it's really cheesy, it's either involves water and water same plot over and over again, and I really hate it tbh, I wrote that fanfic when I was in... 8th grade??? Now I'm in 12th grade kekw so cringed.

Old fanfic

A/N 2.0: sorry for the incostistent writing length for each of the characters!! I cannot take it anymore with this prompt tbh- it's kinda cute in some way but- it get me the ick everytime when I try to reference my old fic TwT

[yandere-daydreams]

Daytrip Illumi my beloved... and poor Darling. You capture how unnerving and unsettling he should be so well!

Illumi should be Strange and Uncanny even at his mildest(? not sure if an Illumi in love could be 'mild', but idk if it could be called volatile either. Darling was right, you can't ever tell with him); man was cosplaying Pinhead for a week. He could talk the whole time but just literally rattled at people. And poor Ghost, my stomach just dropped because everything so far was downright too tame and too thoughtful for a Yandere.

Aside from the porn, I was waiting for that drop. Darling really can't have nice things, can't she? Or rather, she can't have anything he's not able to take. Whether a Darling is defiant (Obedience Training, Ingress) or submissive (Daytrip) he's always going to pile on the trauma.

But the moment he started mouthing and groping at her in the car, I knew he was out of patience. Everything else that day was window dressing and foreplay, and the bit where she picks a cute, frilly, puff-sleeved dress really sold the toy and doll comparison later, she was so right at the observation that Illumi took her as a ballerina for his music box. In the end, the daytrip really wasn't for her to enjoy: he ripped up her dream dress, dashed her hope that her cat was doing well without her, and didn't get to eat anything at the picnic aside from the morsel he gave her. Girl couldn't even enjoy the scenery cause he blocked it off with himself. The end was so despondent in comparison to the beginning where she resolves to take any out that presents itself, falling asleep and giving into the dark (Illumi) swallowing her.

And meanwhile, Illumi's just had an epiphany on why his parents kept having kids even after the designated heir Killua. And also patting himself on the back cause he checked off all the boxes on his 'perfect romantic date to-do list', and gotten the *ideal* ending of having finally lost his v-card. 10/10, Great Day. Would do again sometime (but not too soon).

The juxtapostion between her opinion of how the daytrip went and his opinion of how it went must be... something. I almost don't want to know, and I don't know how to properly describe what this made me feel, but it's visceral.

i love it when you people treat my silly little fics like they need to be studied under a microscope,,,, i will be living on this ask for weeks thank you anon <3

illumi just makes me,,, yeah. i feel like there's so little you can do to actually fight against him (running's not an option when he has you under surveillance 24/7, fighting a seasoned hitman won't end well, etc.), but good behavior only makes him more likely to proceed with the awful things he would've done anyway, had you spent every minute from your inevitably kidnapping kicking, screaming, and cursing his name. he's got a running checklist of uncomfortable positions he'd like to see you in, and it's less a question of when you'll be ready for it and more what he'll have to do to make you compliant enough to be, if not a willing participant, than a docile one. i think he does care about your feelings and you loving him back, but your priorities are so drastically different that you two are never actually going to end up on the same page. in his mind, he's done his research (i.e. played roughly a hundred hours of the most popular dating sims he could get his hands on), been a good partner, and taken very good care of his beloved doll/pet/captive. in yours, you've been violated and abused by the man who both kidnapped you and admitted to killing your cat without blinking, and there's very little reconciliation from there.

[quitealotofsodapop]

Well, that saves them a trip to FFM, Uwkong is right there with them! Problem is getting him to actually go fight the Demon Bull King is a little trickier. Who gonna take care of MK while he's gone!? What if Wukong accidentally destroys Pigsy's Noodles or hurts them during his fight!? Wukong isn't exactly known for being able to take down enemies without casualties or property damage!

And that doesn't even get into the co plicatwd matter of that being Wukong's actualnolder brother out there and the amount of guild he had having been forced to seal him away the first time, much less being expected to do it a second.

MK also grabbed the staff again and refuses to let go.

prev.

Wukong is panicking hard, cus DBK's sealing was supposed to be his *last* big fight. He officially hung up his golden armour when MK came into his life.

Pigsy appreciates Wukong's cautiousness on the matter; especially the parts on who takes care of MK + what if the restaurant gets demolished in the fight? He honestly expected the Monkey King to be more reckless, but clearly he's matured since his Journey-ing days.

Tang is pouting that he won't see the Monkey King is his legendary glory, and this sparks off a bit of an argument between the adults and Mei (who believes that DBK needs to be taken down). Sandy is trying his best to mediate the situation when they all notice that *someone* is missing.

During their argument, MK decides to just Leave and hope for the best.

Due to the chaotic nature of MK grabbing the Staff and Mei grabbing him and speeding away on her bike before the Demon Bull family could see, DBK didn't actually get a good look at the Little Thieves before they escaped.

When DBK finally sees up close who he's beefing with he's... less than impressed.

DBK, disgusted: "Has Sun Wukong become so cowardly as to elect a mere calf to fight for him!? MK: "Hey! My baba isn't a coward!" >:( DBK, shocked: "Sun Wukong... is your father?" MK: "Yeah! He's the strongest baba ever!" Red Son, still in fight-mode: "I disagree!" MK, turns and starts swinging: "I disagree with your face!" Red Son, dodging: "That doesn't make any sense!" DBK: "ENOUGH!! I do not care who disagrees with whom! What I do care about is seeing my younger brother once more!" MK, remembering: "Oh yeah!! You and baba were brothers during the war! He told me all about you and Princess Iron Fan, and how you fell in love, and how you had Red Boy and-" (*continues rambling*) DBK & PIF: (*turn their attention to one another*) PIF: "He's certainly Wukong's child..." DBK: "Has my xiandi sent his child ahead to free me to make up for the mistakes of the past? Was my resurrection poorly timed?" PIF: "He literally fell onto our son as he managed to lift the Staff, I wouldn't be surprised if Wukong and his child have been waiting to greet us." DBK: "We must ask." DBK: (*turns back to MK, who's already gotten into another argument with Red Son and is biting him*) DBK: "Child, where is your father now?" MK, stops biting: "Umm... I left him at Pigsy's." DBK: "Left him!? You mean you went to confront me without his permission?" MK, sheepish: "He didn't want me to go in case I got hurt..." DBK & PIF: (*sharing another look*) "He's become afraid of me..." "Only afraid that you may wish his child harm." "That hurts more than any cudgel to my skull..." (*Pigsy's food truck finally appears*) Wukong, bursting out the side with his armour half-fastened: "TIME OUT!!! NOBODY MOVE! I did not give Xiaotian permission to fight! Now let's calm down and- nobody's fighting? What gives?" DBK: "I have no intentions to fight your child, xiandi." Wukong, sigh of relief: "Phew! That's one BIG worry dealt with! Now comes the matter of grounding my son till he's a hundred!" (*turns to MK*) "Young man, I TOLD you not to go running off with that Staff! It's a weapon, not a foam sword! Just wait until your aunts and uncles here about this!" MK: "Aww man!!" Tang & Mei, disappointed: "So we aren't going to see The Monkey King and DBK fight?" "Boo!"

Fortunately as it turns out, DBK is far more interested in learning how his little bro became a dad than actually fighting. Wukong and the rest of the adults decide to sit down for a long overdue talk while their kids get acquainted (i.e. MK and Mei both arguing with Red Son for being so rude and chasing them earlier).

PIgsy, Tang, and Sandy feel a little awkward being there, but clearly the Demon Bull Couple think they belong. Tang is especially delighted to be sitting and having tea (Sandy provided) with THE Monkey King and THE Demon Bull King and Iron Fan Princess!!

MK is forced to put the Staff away unless absolutely necessary, the monkey cub pouting all the while.

[welp-here-goes-nothing]

No thoughts. Only early twenties dad Bruce and Clark and their two hundred thousand year old god boyfriend (OC) caring for their new son. Connor is an OC of mine not the DC character of the same name LOL

Connor: I am gone for a week, visiting my family and you two adopt a child?! I swear I can't leave either of you alone.

Bruce: *Internally panicking because this was NOT how Connor was supposed to find out.*

Clark: Don't be like that Connor! He lost his parents in an accident, he needed us! Look at how happy he is.

Dick: *Eight years old and hyped up on sugar because brooding gothic man child and alien farm boy himbo do not know how to properly care for a child and Alfred is also away. But is giving Connor the biggest, toothiest, heart melting grin ever*

Connor:........................ We are talking about this later. But for now I am taking my son to get some real food and buying him whatever he wants.

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Connor: *In the middle of a literal intergalactic war*

Bruce: *On the phone* Hey Connor? We need your help.

Connor: Kinda busy at the moment!

Clark: Dick won't fall asleep. He says he can't without his papa telling him goodnight.

Connor: Give me five minutes.

*Insert various killing noises and people begging for mercy here*

Connor: Alright put him on.

Bruce: Here ya go bud.

Connor: Hey bubba, I hear you're having trouble falling asleep. What's wrong?

Dick: I-I miss you.....

Connor: Awe I miss you too bubs, I'll be home soon okay? I'm just a little busy right now.

Dick: But you've been gone for so long!

Connor: I know sweetheart. I don't like being away from you this long either, but this is really important and I couldn't ignore it.

Dick: When will you come home?

Connor: Well if you go to sleep right now I can use my magic to get home early. But only if you go to sleep!

Dick: Promise?

Connor: I promise bubba. Now go to bed.

Dick: I will! Night papa!

Connor: Goodnight.

Bruce: What did you say to him I don't think I've ever seen him move that fast to get to bed.

Connor: I just promised him something. Now I gotta go, things are getting heated again.

*Connor proceeds to commit hundreds of war crimes that most definitely violated multiple laws that would definitely have him executed of many planets just to get home to Dick.*

Clark: *Very surprised with seeing Connor at the manor's front door* I thought you were off planet?

Connor: I promised Dick I'd be home soon. Had to keep my promise.

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Connor was in National city having lunch with Kara and Alex when he heard the faint sound of a voice in the distance.

"Wait shhh I hear something." Connor said trying to hush the sisters.

"I don't hear anything." Kara said straining her super hearing to scan the city.

"No I definitely hear it. I think it's.......... Dick?" Connor said confused as to why he was hearing his son.

He strained his super hearing more to try and hear Dick more clearly.

"PAPA HELP!" Dick screamed.

Connor immediately stood up from his seat and made his way towards the door concerned for Dick. Without saying goodbye to Kara and Alex or explaining why he suddenly left Connor quickly took to the skies flying at Mach speed to get back to Gotham.

"PAPA HELP PLEASE!" Dick screamed again.

"Shut it pipsqueak. Ain't no daddy of yours coming to save you" The kidnapper growled in annoyance.

"Say that again." Connor said.

The kidnapper turned around and came face to face with Connor who glared at the man his eyes glowing blood red. Connor grabbed the kidnapper and threw them to the side before rushing over to Dick.

"Are you okay bubba? Did they hurt you?" Connor asked worriedly checking over the young boy.

"I'm fine papa." Dick replied.

"Alright, close your eyes I don't want you seeing this." Connor said.

Dick nodded and did as hew as told. Connor stood up and turned back around to face the kidnapper.

"You took my child, you tied him up, and while you may not have hurt him, you threatened to harm him and that is something that will never go unpunished." Connor said.

After a while Connor walked back over to Dick and picked him up.

"Alright Dick, let's get you home bubba." Connor smiled.

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This AU has me in a chokehold now. Connor is a character of mine and I've been filled with gay superbat brainrot so this is the result. I also have thoughts for Jason's death so expect that soon. Anywho it may not be the best but meh I'm happy with it.

[muneca-lemon-steppa]

Oooh, I couldn't help but see you're taking prompt requests for Frankie and Santiago! What about "Don't make me jealous" and "No worry, you weren't that obvious"?

Hey angel!! Thank you so much for sending this in my love! I just did one for Santi, so I went with Frankie for this one! I hope you enjoy! I’m not crazy about the ending but…. It’s ok it’s ok. I hope you like it!!!!!

100 Follower Celebration:

Two Left Feet

Frankie 'Catfish' Morales x F!Reader

For as long as Francisco Morales knew you, you loved to dance.

That's how he met you, on the dance floor at a Cumbia night at the local bar Santi dragged him to. You saw him sitting on the sidelines and lured him in with your eyes and sweet smile. 3 years later and you now lived together, and the kitchen tiles were your nightly dance floor. Even with those nightly slow dances, Frankie couldn't shake his natural shy nature when it came to beats swirling around his feet. You encouraged him that he was a wonderful dancer, he tried to avoid public dancing as much as possible, even if you begged him.

So it baffled him as to how he was convinced to attend at the edge of town with Santi. Music was blasting trying to be heard above the cacophany of voices of a hundred people chatting, eating, and dancing. He did not want to be here. At all. What he wanted to be doing was to be on the couch, with you, in his sweatpants, with a pizza and a crap movie on. He had tried all afternoon to get you to stay home instead, but you would not relent. You hadn't gone out in months and when Santi mentioned it to you and Frankie at your weekly dinner, you jumped at the chance. Frankie complaining and moping would not deter you.

The only thing that made this at all worth it was to see that smile on your perfect face. And the tight jeans you brought out for the night. One of your favorite songs starts blaring on the speakers and your eyes light up like fireworks, "Ah! Francisco c'mon! This song was playing when we met do you remember?"

Frankie shook his head, pushing his hat further down on his head, "Mmm no it's ok princessa. I think I'm going to sit this one out. You go on."

You pouted, "Frankie c'mon please? It's our favorite song. Please come dance with me?"

"No baby I'm not going out there."

You opened your mouth to fight with him, but Santi put his hand on your shoulder to stop you, "Hey don't worry muñeca, I'll go dance with you. Get on the floor, I'll meet up with you. I just gotta give Fish some cash for gas."

You nodded and gave a small smile to Pope, not without shooting a look at Frankie. Frankie watched you bounce along onto the dance floor already stealing the metaphysical spotlight. Santi punched Frankie on the shoulder, "It is unbelievable to me that you would let your girl out on that dance floor looking like that with a man that's not you."

Frankie rubbed his shoulder, "I'm not a good dancer, it's embarrassing."

Santi threw his hands to his sides, "So? Fish. You have the most beautiful girl in the place begging you to hold her and dance with her and you say no because you don't think you can dance? Literally all she wants is for you to spend time with you and to have fun with you. What is your deal?"

"You can dance with her! She'll have a much better time with you and won't get embarrassed. You're a much better dancer."

Santi looked at you, who was clearly waiting for him, and then looked back at Frankie. A plan started forming. With a sly smirk he purred out, "Hm. I am the better dancer. Maybe I can also show her who the better boyfriend is too."

Frankie crossed his arms, "What the fuck is that supposed to mean?"

Santi just tapped his shoulder, "Don't worry about it viejo. You go sit down, don't want you to strain your back or anything. I'll take good care of your girl."

And with that Santi waltzed over to you, all too excited to see how the night would play out. Frankie was always very even keeled. Methodical. Rational. Nothing really riled him up and he wasn't prone to jealousy. Unless it came to you. And Santi knew it. He had gone through enough tours and late nights to know what made Fish tick. And Santi was going to press all of them. Whatever it took to make Fish stop being such a baby.

You watched the interaction between the two friends, and it did not skip by you that Frankie clearly became angry at whatever Santi said. Santi on the other hand looked much too pleased. When Santi finally made it to you and took you to the middle of the floor you questioned, "What did you do?"

Santi smiled and whispered to you, "Frankie is being a baby and is shy about embarrassing you since he thinks he's bad at dancing. I'm just... pushing him out of the nest."

As you began stepping in time with Santi you raised your brows, "Pushing him out of the nest by..."

Santi grabbed your lower back, "Encouraging him to take what's his before someone else does."

"Santi I don't play like that."

"Neither do I honey. Just have fun, I'll take the flack for it. Frankie boy needs to get over himself."

Maybe it was wrong. No it was. It was wrong to mess with Frankie like this. But you rationalized it by thinking about how many times Frankie refused to dance with you recently. Even in the kitchen. How many times he refused show his affection in public. Because he didn't want to looked whipped. Maybe it was wrong. But you wanted Frankie to want you with the ferocity that he did when you first got together. And if it took Santi being a little mean... well...

Santi spun you around and kept you in beat with the other couples turning around. You laughed and sang with Santi as if no one was watching. But you could feel Frankie’s eyes raking over you. Burning like a hot stove. When you nodded to Santi to look, Santi chuckled and whispered, “Any minute now.”

Francisco Morales was on the edge of his seat. Every muscle in his body rigid as the rage bubbled up. He prided himself on keeping his emotions in check. Not letting passions get the better of him. But this was becoming too much. You were having too much fun. Santi was smiling way too much and holding you much too tight for his liking.

It ended now.

As one song ended and another song started, you saw Frankie stomping over. So authoritative that couples parted away from him and his wake. His face was fixed in a scowl, and you couldn’t help the shiver that ran up your spine. Frankie yanked Santi off you as gently as he could, “Alright knock it off. Get lost.”

Santi winked at you and laughed, “He’s all yours honey.” Santi smacked Frankie’s behind as he looked for another dance partner.

Frankie pulled you impossibly close. Your breath hitching and shyness rising. A slower more sensual number started up, and the butterflies began running amuck in your stomach. Frankie pulled your face to his to whisper to you, “Don’t make me jealous baby. I don’t like having to compete and get handsy.”

Frankie kisses your forehead and nips at your ear, causing you to gasp and giggle. You turn to face him, kissing his pouty lips. “I just wanted you to dance with me baby. I’m sorry if I made you think you ever had to compete with me.”

He hummed kissing you back, “It’s ok querida. I understand. I’ve been letting my pride get in the way of loving you the way you need me to. The way I want to. Just… let’s not play those games anymore yeah?”

You nodded, laying your head on his chest. You let your hands roam his broad back, murmuring, “You did look sexy stomping over here all jealous.”

Frankie laughed, leaning back to look at you, “Was it that obvious?”

You shook your head quickly and dramatically, “oh no… no not obvious at all.”

He laughed some more, pulling you back into his chest. You danced the night away with him. Feeling those same butterflies you felt that first night you met. Stepping all over those two left feet.

[devastatedloyallute]

Waiting On A Miracle -A Guitarspear fic, sequel to BTTWS Chapter 3

Summary: Adam believes he has a plan to give Lute the thing she wants, but can he pull it off? _____________

Read on [AO3] 💕 or under the cut! _____________

In the week after, that little taste of Hell followed Lute home in the form of her period. As periods were uncommon in Heaven, with only the exorcists being ones to get them when they arrived back from Hell, menstruation products were few and far between. Lute had brought this issue up to the Seraphim ages ago and requested these items to be available for their army of women, but they were still limited in quantity.

Lute laid on her side across the couch, debilitated by cramps. She had her arms clung to her stomach and felt that if she moved even an inch her whole body would tear apart. With a sharp inhale, she attempted to crack a joke, “You know, no matter how many times I go through this, ripping my arm off still hurt about a hundred times less.”

Abel nuzzled himself into the bend of her body and wrapped his arms around her, “Can I do anything, mama?”

“You’re already doing it,” she said with a slight wince from the movement. She pulled him close, finding his warmth comforting.

Adam pulled his robe on over his head and attempted to neaten out his messy hair, “So I guess I gotta go meet with Sera over something, you want me to bring you back anything while I’m out?”

“I think I’m alright, but surprise me if you want,” Lute said, muffled by Abel’s fluffy hair in her face.

“What about you, squirt?” Abel shook his head, content just to stay with Lute as her personal heating pad. “Alrighty, I’ll be back before you know it,” he kissed Lute’s head before he left.

Adam didn’t actually have a meeting with Sera today, he just needed to go for air and get his thoughts in order. It was him who was the reason they weren’t conceiving. How could that even be possible? Wasn’t that one of the big reasons he was created? To populate? And now he can’t even do that. Adam aggressively shook the thoughts from his head, but…Isn’t there something he can do?

As he walked through the promenade, he was catching the attention of passersby. Some stared with awe, others in confusion. He was convinced it was due to him forgoing his exorcist mask, but maybe it was because people were curious as to where he had been those six months he had spent in Hell as a sinner. And the last few months he’d spent mainly at home with Lute and Abel. Some even approached him cautiously, asking if it was really him. They hadn’t been told of his passing, nor of his return. It was treated as though it never happened. As if he just vanished for a while, which Adam was pleasantly content with.

He found himself outside of the hospital, gazing up at the tall building. His mind raced with thoughts, ‘I know Lute said not to but…what she doesn’t know won't hurt, right? I could just go in there, get those fertility pills. What are they gonna do? Say no?’

“No, we cannot give those to you,” said the pharmacist sternly, for the fourth time. “Listen, I don’t care who or what you are, you are not authorized to be prescribed this medication.”

Adam, growing impatient, dug his nails into the desk, “Why the hell not?! I’m literally the first man!” His wings puffed out making himself appear larger. Before this he had asked as politely as he knew how, and yet they still refused him. “If my gorgeous fucking angel of a wife want to have my fucking baby, she’s going to have my motherfucking baby!”

“Sir, if you do not leave, I will have you escorted off the premises.”

“Do it! Fucking try me, I will fucking rip you apart!” 

Adam was then promptly kicked out of the building for causing a scene and threatening harm to its staff. He wasn’t going to actually hurt anyone, just all big talk in hopes to get his way. That used to always work. He plopped himself onto a set of nearby stairs, resting his chin on his hand, to pout and ponder his next move. 

‘That didn’t work. But it’s not like I was doing it for selfish reasons. It’s for Lute so…bad for a good cause, right? Ugh…They’ll only give em to specific people, huh? Who do I know who would go along with thi– EMILY!’ Adam sprung to his feet, ‘Yeah! She’s a seraphim, so they’d have to do like she asks!’

He broke out into an almost sprint to find her before realizing, ‘Wait- Emily can’t keep a secret to save her life. Or, well…She did go behind Lute’s back and bring Abel to the hotel without her knowing. Maybe she can.’

Adam casually sauntered into the main lobby of the Seraphim’s office building, trying to act as if he wasn’t so worked up just moments ago. Emily was chatting with someone, but other than that she was alone. When her conversation was over Adam quietly waved her over, “Em, c’mere sec.”

“Uncle Adam! Hi!” the younger seraphim squealed as she hovered over to him. “What brings you here?”

Adam put his arm over her head and pulled her in to whisper at her, “I need you to do something for me.”

“Oh! Sure, whatcha need?” Emily asked in a hushed, sneaky manner. 

“You can keep a secret, right?”

Emily nodded with determination, “It’ll be really hard, but yes!”

“Good, good. Because you cannot tell anyone. At all,” Adam emphasised, to which Emily nodded enthusiastically. “And how about coming up with a compelling lie on the spot if you have to?”

Emily paused and shifted her gaze to the side, “Umm…”

“...Emily. Kid. Come on,” he pushed anxiously.

The girl brought her shoulders to her cheeks with a sheepish grin, “I can do my best?”

Adam stared intensely at her, not breaking eye contact, “...It’ll have to work. Okay, let’s go.”

“Go where?” Emily asked, blindly following him outside.

“Well it’s a secret so I can’t just explain it to you out in the open, idiot,” Adam hushed.

Emily nodded, “Right, right.”

They had gone somewhere close by to the hospital, but far enough away to not be noticed. A place where people usually weren’t. “Alright, reminder you can’t tell anyone,” Adam gestured with a finger to her face. After scanning to double check no one was around, he pulled Emily to the side to whisper to her, “Lute wants to have a baby, but some bullshit is stopping us, so I need you to–”

“OHMYG- Oh my good golly gosh! Adam that’s-” was all Emily could excitedly sputter before Adam clapped a hand over her mouth.

“Holy fucking christ, shut up!” Adam held her as she resisted against him, “Fucking hell, what part of secret did you manage to forget that fast?!”

Emily pulled his fingers apart and away from her mouth, trying to catch her breath, “AH! I’m sorry! But that’s so exciting!!” Emily freed herself from his grasp and neatened herself. After a few short calming breaths she asked, “What did you need from me?”

Adam rubbed at his temple. Maybe asking Emily for help wasn’t the best idea, but she’s his last hope. “I need you to get me those “only for the heavenborn” fertility booster pill things,” he said with what seemed to be a hint of desperation.

“But if they’re only for heavenborn, why do you want them? If they’re for Lute, couldn’t she just come get them? She’s a heavenborn,” she tilted her head with confusion.

“Look, it's a long story that I’m not gonna get into. Either help me or forget this whole thing ever happened,”

Emily watched him as his expression changed from that of irritation morph into desperation. “Okay, I’ll help you. But can you tell me what your plan is? I need a little more explanation here.”

“Ughh, I hate having to explain shit. Long story short, turns out that human souls can’t have kids in the afterlife. Which, clearly the problem here is me. I’m hoping that if I take these magical pill things, it might allow me to…do the thing I gotta do, ya know?” Adam tried to explain without being overly in detail.

Emily brought her hand to her lips in thought, “Okay, I get where your head’s at but…Who’s to say this medication meant for heavenborn angels will have the effect you’re hoping for?”

“Worst case nothing happens, right?” Adam shrugged. “Besides, it’s not like I’ll be telling her. If nothing happens, nothing happens, life carries on as normal. She’s already upset about not getting preggo, so what would be the point in telling her something that might not be true?”

Emily grimaced grossly at him and sucked a breath through her teeth, “Oooh…Gee I dunno about that one. I think you might want to tell her?”

Adam fanned his hand dismissively, “Pssh, nah. It’ll be fiiine.” Seeing how Emily’s face hadn’t changed he set his hand on her shoulder, “I know it sounds bad but…You don’t know just how badly she wants this baby. So I don’t want to get her hopes up just to have them fall again, ya know?”

“Right, yeah…” Emily looked pensively down to her feet. She hated seeing her friend upset, like that time when right after Adam hadn’t returned from the extermination. That emotionless look in her eye…Was that what Lute was feeling now? She didn’t want her to be feeling that again. “Okay! Let’s do this!”

“Sweet! Alright so you go do that and we’ll meet back at the fountain, yeah? I’m gonna go pick some stuff up for Lute. She’s at home dying on the couch from her period so I’mma bring her some snacks and shit,” Adam said as he began to head off in the opposite direction.

“Wait huh? You’re not coming with me?” Emily asked frantically. “Also what? She’s dying? What the heck is a period??”

Adam stopped and looked over his shoulder, “You kidding me? They just kicked my ass outta there. Hell no I’m not going with you, they’ll know something’s up!” Turning to face her, “Oh right yeah, Earth women get them all the time. They sorta bleed from their crotch region for a few days, but my girls only get them when they come back from down below, though.”

“THAT’S WHAT THAT WAS?!?” Emily shrieked in horror. 

Adam recoiled from her screech, covering his ears. ‘Oh right, that was the first time she’d ever been down to Hell. Guess Lute never gave her the heads up.’

Emily entered the hospital’s main lobby and found her way over to the pharmacy desk. She had to remain calm, not let anyone know she was up to anything. She was just coming in on an errand. “Hello? Could I get some help please?”

“Good afternoon, Miss Seraphim, what brings you in here?” The angel at the desk asked.

“Hi there!” Emily chimed, “This is a little awkward for me but, could I get an order of the fertility medication?”

The angel at the desk narrowed their eyes at her skeptically. They did just have some lunatic human soul screaming at them only an hour ago, asking for the same thing. “For you? Pardon my straightforwardness, but you are trying to have a child? You’re but a child yourself.”

Emily’s eyes widened in shock, she pushed her hands out in front of her shaking them, “No, no! Silly me, they aren’t for me, they’re-” she flustered, her dark face hued golden from embarrassment. But she could still pull this off, quick on her feet she continued “-they’re for my sister. She’s actually super embarrassed to have to ask so she sent me to discreetly get them for her. You know how she is, she likes her privacy private! Hee-hee… but oops! Look at me, spilling it broadly…I guess I sort of ruined her little surprise!” Emily rubbed the back of her head nervously, “If we could get those for her and then please pretend you never saw me, that would be fantastic.”

The angel looked Emily up and down. She was clearly nervous, but this wasn’t something new. Being asked to get something sensitive, and then being accused of being the person taking it, would make anyone a bit uncomfortable. Explained the hesitancy also. The angel gave her a slight side eye as they filled out the prescription, “It will be ready for you shortly, second window.”

“Thank you so much,” Emily sang cheerfully. She had done it! She trotted over to a seat, pleased with herself. After a short while, her name was called and she approached the window, this time with a new angel at the window.

“Did you have any questions about the medication?” The nice angel asked.

“Um, yeah actually I do have one little question. It’s kind of random though,” Emily said quietly.

“I’m all ears, sweetie!”

“So um, just purely out of curiosity because I like to learn things, what would happen if a human soul were to take this medication?”

“Oh, it does the same as it normally would for angels. We just really try to deter winners from getting their hands on them. Deceased souls shouldn’t be able to create new souls, they had that chance on Earth. There’s only so much space after all. It’s extremely discouraged so we will usually straight up refuse them. But apparently there was a crazy winner in here earlier screaming his bloody head off and demanding them until security had to kick him out,” the angel shook their head, “Makes you wonder how some people made it into Heaven.”

Emily bit her cheek to stop herself from saying the first thing that came to mind, ‘Yup, that was my uncle. While true, he definitely did come off that way, it was all for Lute so that doesn’t make him bad, right?’ She shook the thought away.

“Anyway sweetie, were there any other questions you’re curious about?” The angel said, drawing Emily’s attention back.

“Nope! I think that’s the only one I was curious about! Thank you again!” Emily said with her typical cheery tone, enhanced by her success at duping the staff. She stuffed the medication package into her dress pocket before leaving to find Adam outside.

Emily ran up to Adam who was swirling his finger around in the fountain out of boredom. With a gigantic smile across her face, her hands behind her back, she rocked back and forth on her heels, “Guess what~”

Adam quickly drew his attention away from the water, feeling his heart begin to pound in his chest. Had she done it? Was this his chance?

Emily pulled the small package from behind her and giddily shook it at him, “And! And! Even better~” Adam’s ears perked at her lifted tone. “It will work!! You two will be able to-” She covered her mouth as she looked around at the sparsely scattered people around them. “-you will be able to have your baby!!” Emily whispered to him, trying so hard to contain her excitement. “Oooh it’s going to be so hard to keep this to myself!!”

“Heh, well you better! We don’t need anyone learning about this. At least until it’s too late and there’s nothing they can do about it,” Adam grinned ear to ear. He pat Emily’s head before pulling her into a hug, “You did good, kid. How’d you pull that off anyway?”

Emily sheepishly smiled and itched her nose, “Well, I may have told a little lie…And said they were for my sister.”

Adam blinked at her, completely dumbfounded. “Holy shit. I didn’t think you had that in you, great fucking job!” Adam slapped her on the back in congratulations, “What do you want as payment?”

Emily shook her head, “Nope, you just make sure I get to meet a new family member!” Her smile faded for a moment, “So, you’re still not going to tell her?”

“Nah. Mainly because I’ll get an ear full if she learns I did the thing she said not to do,” He said with a chuckle.

Adam arrived back home to find Lute looking better than when he left. She wasn’t crouched over herself and was instead sitting up right as she read a book. “Hey babe, I brought you some snacks, and-” Adam reached into the bag containing the snacks he had got and pulled out a large lobster plush, “This menstruation crustacean! It’s a heating pad disguised as a stuffed animal! Ain’t that fucking neat?” 

Lute looked at the plush he had thrust into her view, “That is quite humorous.” Adam dropped it onto her stomach, “Woah, that’s heavier than I expected.” She set her book down and picked the toy up, “It is cute. Thank you, honey.”

“Course! But yeah, have at those snacks,” Adam said proudly before heading to their bedroom, the package from the pharmacy tucked beneath his wing out of sight.

Sitting on the end of their bed, Adam opened the package and looked at the case of pills, ‘Oookay…How the hell do these work? Isn’t there like an instruction manual or something?’ He tipped the box upside down and a folded up piece of paper fell out. He noisily unfolded the paper that was folded over about a million times, and paragraphs upon paragraphs of words met his eyes, ‘Woo…That’s a lot of words. Too bad I’m not gonna read 'em. This should be pretty straight forward, just take one of these a day, right?’ _________________________________________

Yes, this magical medication is essentially reverse birth control pills 🤣 No artwork with this one sadly, I didn't have a big standout moment that really called to me to make a piece for 💔 but I love this chapter regardless, a break from the heartache 💕

[crusty-chronicles]

Airheaded S/O Headcannons #3 Robin (One Piece)

She absolutely adores you

What's that? You're incredibly stupid?

Come here sweet thing, Robin's here to help

Hmm? You're also incredibly strong? Aww, don't puff out your chest too much little warrior.

You're just too precious to risk getting hurt in battle.

You and Chopper are the most important people to her. (Shhh, don't tell the rest of the crew)

She absolutely babies you.

She can't help it, you have not a thought between those eyes.

You fell overboard and have a Devi Fruit?

She's there catching you with her powers just before you fall in

You're interested in archeology?

She's pulling out books and showing you how to identify types of ponyglyphs.

You hurt yourself wrestling with Luffy?

She's leading you hand in hand to Chopper's office.

God forbid you and Zoro leave to explore an island together.

A man with no sense of direction and an idiot who can't find theirs.

Absolute chaos.

She'll make Luffy or chopper go with you two if she can't.

You'd joined the crew a little bit before the CP9 incident.

Luffy had bought you on board with no other reason besides, "They're funny."

And pointing towards you chasing around the ship's doctor.

"Come here you little monster!!!! Let me squish your tiny face!!!" Promptly tripping afterwards and cracking the deck with your forehead.

You definitely fit in right after that.

She assumed you were strong from the start

The crew did have a track record for strong idiots after all. (Luffy, Zoro, Sanji)

As soon as the Marines attacked, you were one of the first ones to engage in battle.

Devil fruit or not, you sunk a whole ship by yourself.

Then you came back with that dopey look in your eyes and asked if you did good.

She's fond of you then, but becomes smitten during the fight at Enies Lobby.

When you saw Spandam kicking Robin while she struggled, you went ballistic.

Jumping, literally leaping hundreds of feet, just to reach her

You'd just about killed that goon with just one punch, and by the look on your face, you probably hoped you did.

You helped her up with the fondest look she's ever seen.

"Let's get you to Chopper, Luffy will take care of the rest. So don't worry anymore, promise me that."

And Robin's heart had never felt so full.

She had what she'd been missing for so long.

Friends, a makeshift family of outcasts.

Besides Sanji, you're the one checking in on her the most after that.

And she just about melts when you try (and fail) to read a story from one of her books to her.

She calls you her precious fool and occasionally love.

Baby is reserved for very special occasions

But not in the way you think

It's more of a "Let me help you with that, you baby" kind of way.

She waits you out for a confession, having a strong inkling you return her feelings.

You always volunteer to explore islands with her

You always reach for her hand to show her something cool you found.

And you get a little flustered when she compliments you or teases you.

You approached her with a small bouquet of wildflowers you found on the current island.

She half expects you to be subtle, but it's you

And you being you say-

"I picked these because I love you." 🥺🥺🥺

Cute.

So cute she melts, and accepts immediately.

She doesn't get jealous

She fully trusts you and knows you only have eyes for her

How does she know?

You tell her everyday you love her

Heart eyes and everything.

You also fight Sanji for her affections.

"SHE LOVES ME!!! 😡😡😡 YOUR FOOD WON'T TEMPT HER!!!"

"IT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!!! AND YOU'RE NOT SMART ENOUGH TO APPRECIATE ROBIN FULLY!!!"

"EYEBROWS EYEBROWS EYEBROWS!!!

"YOU KNOW WHAT, YOU CAN JUST STARVE TONIGHT!!!"

She feeds you secretly

She does worry about you a lot though

Yes you're strong, but you're not invincible

She'd rather fight for you or besides you.

Don't worry her by taking off with Luffy will ya?

NEXT UP: Byakuya Kuchiki

An: Shorter head cannons because I've got Buddy Daddies on the mind and I want to binge.

MASTERLIST

[alchemist-shizun]

I was waiting you've been waiting ... MYATB final ep live reaction!

Somehow even later than last night, not only did I work for 6 hours again, I have guests over, but with no further ado let's begin!

first off i am terrified, somehow, even if im sure everything will be fine

STARTING OFF STRONG WITH THE HUAIBAO FANCAM. Does anybody look at first episodes Xiaobao expressions and how much of a genuine happy and warm smile he had, and now it's been SO LONG since we've seen one. Healthy happiness where are you?

Also. If I had a nickel for each time a danmei character falls off a cliff i'd be fucking rich let's BE REAL

lil meowmeow ...

XIAOBAO IS LOOKING FOR THE PENDANT SOMEBODY HOLD ME BACK

IT'S SOMEONE ELSE'S BLOOD XIAOBAO NO WORRIES this is so funny to me

Su Yin it's your turn for some character development come on I believe in you I know you won't disappoint me COME ON

My main question is why make him suffer so much things can be fixed so easily. so easily. oh my god.

Internally I'm also laughing a bit because Su Yin is just saying THIS MAN RUINED YOUR LIFE AND U WANT HIM BACK JUST HOW GOOD WAS THE DICK TELL ME. TELL ME

look at him, moisturized, in his lane, i dont know how the rest of the meme goes but you get it

OH MY GOD. OH MY GOD. YOU NEED TWO PEOPLE WITH STRONG INTERNAL FORCES. OH MY G O D u mean to tell me both Huai'en and Su Yin need to help him, this makes my ot3 mind go insane. This is beautiful, thank you Que Siming, again, he fixes everything, he is insane

NNNNNNNNNNnNnNnim goinG INSANEEEEE SIMING'S LIL be careful TO JINBAOOOOOOOOOOOOO STOPPPPPP IM SO SOFTTTTTTTT WEEPS WEEPS WEEEEEEEEEEEEEPS.

A few words for Xiaobao in this scene because holy shit. My boy is wholly desperate he'd do anything just to let Huai'en live, his feelings have been a mess for so long but he still finds it in himself to care about him so deeply he's better than any of us

This entire drama has been either of them in bed suffering and the other watching over, beautiful

holy fucking shit they FINALLY kissed. I'm going insane. THEIR HANDS!! THEYRE SO SOFT. Huai'en looks so cute after being kissed, they're so I'm so insane. my children.

i love my sick wife (literally either of them)

THEIR LITTLE SMILESSSS THEYRE SO SOFT AND VULNERABLE I WILL CRY

"swear to god if u and i become like this i give you permission to kill me" the most homophobic gay ever

I think he might really be one of my favourite characters I swear. Give an award to his actor. he is so disgusted by everything I love him

OH WOW OKAY. BATH TIME? Oh my god Su Yin and Huai'en. Here we go. My immediate response is "just kiss about it" but I don't think they will. Their tension would bleed out so easily

OOOO ZHAOCAI'S A MEANIEEEEEEEEEE

huaibao: having a small moment. Su Yin: THIS AINT ABOUT YOU!! i love them all, good god, he is hilarious, his jealousy is visible from three hundred miles

The healing process is so interesting to watch, I could just stare at them work for hours

WHY IS THIS GUY STILL HERE. WHAT. Thats a lot of food for a prisoner. TELL HIM LI GONGXIANG. HE IS SO AWESOME. God I ucking hate this guy.WHY ARE THEY LEAVING HIS CELL DOOR OPEN

HAPPY LITTLE THINGS

"Who am I to be mad at you?" I KNEW ITTTTTT I KNEW YOU'D CAVE SU YIN I LOVE U. WOOOOOOOOO

Heeeeeeeeere comes the cocklockkkk

MY TRIO OF WONDERS TWT <3 MAN the best dumbass trio ever

this is so fucking funny those two are lounging and there the others go being dramatic

im going to cry over su yin and xiaobao's bond again? yes. i am.

Thank u for calling that man a freak xiaobao

SHAOYU?? also this is the first time I see some actual help for starving people, that's a nice touch.

That was the stupidest interaction ever thank you shaoyu

oh he knows. he knows.

XIAOYU EXTERIOR DESIGN PASSION

THE SHADOWS MOVED IN WITH THEM ZHAOCAI NO LONGER ALONE. Also the matching headpieces!

THEY SAVED HIM TWT SHADOWS MY BELOVEDSSSSS

HUAI'EN IS SO HAPPY ABOUT BEING HIS WIFE

xiaoyu istg- HFAHAHAHA SHES DOING IT ON PURPOS. WE'RE ALL LAUGHING AT THEM LIKE ZHAOCAI

PLEASE IM NEARLY CRYINGNFDSAJAHAHAH

HE CANNOT BE JEALOUS ABOUT SU YIN AFTER HE PROPOSED FSJ

NOOOOOOOO WDYM THATS IT??????? NOOOOOOOOO THEY BARELY GOT USED TO EACH OTHERS SMILE. AND NOW IT'S OVER TWT NOOOOOO well that was a wild ride

I dont know what it is about danmei novels and NOT SHOWING ME THEIR WEDDINGS!!! I WANT TO SEE THEM!!

Anyway. WE REACHED THE END. WOW. Insane. Incredible work to all who worked hard to give us our first uncensored Chinese bl, may it pave the path to many more! I had fun waiting for episodes each week, hadn't felt this elated in a long time. I'm sad I cannot look forward to more, but I might get inspired and create some art or fics for this series, who knows owo the actors are too pretty to pass on.

I'm extremely glad we got that Su Yin acceptance arc I have been mentioning, Shaoyu hasn't gotten more bearable but ig he has to mature yet. Xiaoyu was an icon all episode, I must admit, Zhaocai has found his new partner in crime. I also dearly missed Jinbao and Siming as soon as they left :( their energies were something stupendous. I also liked that Huai'en did not go back to see his foster father, he didn't give him the fucking satisfaction. As it should be.

I'm not smart enough to make much more introspection so I think this is where I'll leave it! Come talk to me if you too have nobody to discuss this series with lmao, askbox is always open. Time for a deepdive into the tag now. I hope I see more of this soon!

A big pat on the back to all those of us who suffered to this day. WORTH IT WORTH IT.

HAVE A GOOD NIGHT

[nkn0va]

Could you do something with Linne from unib? You can make it platonic I just really like her "too old for this shit" personality.

I am so sorry for making you wait so long compared to all the previous asks for this. I wanted to complete Linne's chronicle mode first before doing this but unlocking it takes much longer than expected when you have ADHD and mild dyslexia. Hope this is worth the wait.

I wasn't sure if you preferred romantic or platonic so I wrote these in a way that could be interpreted as either just to be on the safe side.

-To put it simply, Linne's an...intriguing person. Some ways good, some ways not so much.

-Being born to one of the few remaining families of the Night Blade, you heard all the stories of the cursed princess who never experienced death, reincarnating into brand new bodies every time. Finally meeting her for yourself one day is an experience not like any other.

-Being in the body of a small child, it's rather strange at first to hear her speak with such maturity and experience, even if you already know it's coming. Regardless you learn a lot from spending time with her.

-Linne can be distant at times, but she's not cold. She's more than willing to tell you tales of her younger days as she's lived through countless generations and living to see such drastic advances in technology, art, society, and the world in general. It's actually quite intriguing.

-She was there to see airplanes come to fruition, to see the first ever moving picture and the rise of animation and cinema, see the evolution of modern architecture over the course of several hundred years, a number of sports becoming invented and pop off in popularity, and a lot more she can tell you all about. If you're a history nerd especially it's basically like finding Atlantis lmao.

-Whatever capacity you're involved with her, she really does appreciate having you around. She does find some enjoyment of telling the youth of today about her experiences. It's a refreshing change from Waldstein in a bunch of other ways too.

-Waldstein's a bit too strict on her at times. Particularly with her diet. He's way too focused on feeding her food based on nutrition which doesn't exactly mesh well with Linne's childlike tendencies due to her current host. Slip her a piece of chocolate or two when Wald's not looking and she won't ever forget that.

-You're also much better to just take a stroll through the town with. Wald sticking out like a sore thumb as much as he does makes it nigh impossible to go anywhere without getting stares and questions. You can simply say you're an older family member of some kind and no one will care. It's much easier for Linne to relax with you around and not have to worry about the Night, Amnesia, Paradox, and all that other bullshit.

-Of course being part of the Night Blade you're getting trained by her too once you awaken to your EXS abilities. Having lived for literal centuries she's pretty much the best teacher you could ask for. You still got a long way to go to beat her but thanks to her you can more than handle yourself in a fight against most other In-Births.

-She's tough but fair on you, much better than the old man who'd piledrive you into the dirt, both figuratively and literally if Linne didn't stop him.

-Despite being literal centuries younger, you quickly find yourself acting as the middle(wo)man to Linne and Waldstein. The voice of reason when either of them get too irrational as you're the one most familiar with the current times (Boomer Wald lmfao). Also fitting considering you're in between them when it comes to physical stature as well.

[beefromanoff]

Going Under Ch. 21

summary: a whole 21 chapters in…they finally go on a first official date. it’s only fitting that this is the longest chapter yet. enjoy 🖤

characters: Bucky Barnes x OC

soundtrack: i can see you - Taylor Swift

warnings: fluff, pop star fantasy x love story, set in an AU where the Avengers reunite after Civil War, pre-infinity war, slight angst, hurt/comfort, lonely reader/OC.

author’s note: longest chapter yet WOOOOO! i know it ends on somewhat of a cliffhanger, but next chapter will have some flashbacks and fill in gaps. thanks for reading, xo!

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The sun was barely beginning to peek over the horizon, but Gianna was already out at the lake. She couldn’t sleep. All night, she’d tossed and turned and played the previous night over and over in her head. Finally, around 4:00am, she just got up. Luckily, the shift change for the night crew was around 4:30, so the grounds weren’t completely empty. She still felt a little spooked from time to time, and wandering around alone in the middle of the night didn’t do much for her nerves. 

She scrawled lines in her notebook, having written almost a whole song in the time since she’d been up. Looking over what she’d written, she sang softly to herself. 

And we kept everything professional

But something's changed, it's somethin' I, I like

They keep watchful eyes on us

So it's best that we move fast and keep quiet

You won't believe half the things I see inside my head

Wait 'til you see half the things that haven't happened yet

But what would you do if I went to touch you now?

What would you do if they never found us out?

What would you do if we never made a sound?

'Cause I can see you waitin' down the hall from me

And I could see you up against the wall with me

And what would you do, baby, if you only knew?

“Let me guess…it’s about Sam.” 

Gianna jumped as Steve’s voice interrupted the quiet morning. She turned to see him walking down the dock towards her, grinning. 

“It’s about Natasha, actually.” She rubbed her forehead, heart pounding. “You scared me.” 

“Sorry, I don’t mean to interrupt. I was just finishing up running. I can leave you to it.” He smiled sheepishly.

“No, no, this was good. I usually don’t have heart palpitations until my third cup of coffee, so you’re saving me time.” She stood to her feet as he chuckled. “Speaking of which, cup number two is calling my name.”

“I’ll walk with you. Long night?” Steve always found the balance between teasing and being kind, which Gianna appreciated. 

“Couldn’t sleep.” 

“Something tells me you weren’t the only one.” 

Gianna glanced up at him, eyebrow raised. 

“Bucky passed me an hour and a half ago, he was finishing up right when I got started. Which isn’t exactly late in the day. I’m guessing he’s in the training room now.” 

“Is that a good sign?” 

“Let’s just say he hasn’t been on a first date in…a while. He’s just nervous.”

“He has nothing to be nervous about, we spend every single day together. Literally. Every day for the past four months, with the slight exception of me being unconscious in the hospital, we’ve been together.” 

“He was there, too. In the hospital.” Steve smiled. “He left before you woke up. But he was there.” 

Gianna frowned. “See? I don’t want him to feel stressed, I feel bad, this shouldn’t be something upsetting.” 

“No, trust me, he’s not upset.” Steve laughed, waving her concerns off. “He just gets in his head. For a guy who doesn’t get too enthused about much, he actually cares quite a bit about doing things right. It’s endearing, once you get past the grouchy exterior.” 

“If you say so,” she smiled. “The last thing a semi-stable one hundred year old man needs is added stress.” 

“Hey, watch it. Age is just a number.” 

“Now you sound like Tony.”

“Don’t insult me.” 

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For the rest of the morning, Gianna followed her normal routine. Get coffee, make herself slightly (only slightly) more presentable, chat with whoever happened to be in the common area (today, it was Sam), and then head down to watch Bucky train. With their evening plans hanging in the air, she felt a strange flurry of nerves in her stomach as she walked down the trail to the training building. 

Since it was a Friday, they’d be going over weapons out on the range. After a week of getting their asses handed to them in combat training, Steve and Bucky liked to end the week on a more positive note. Rounding the corner to the shooting range behind the building, Gianna spotted the duo standing near a rack of weaponry. The recruits weren’t set to begin for another ten minutes. 

“Good morning, Buck! Good morning, again, Steve!” Her voice was cheery as she greeted the super soldiers. 

“Good morning, again.” Steve smiled, stepping off to the side. 

“Morning, sunshine.” Bucky’s smile had a hint of orneriness to it. “You look cheerful this morning.” 

“I have a hot date tonight.” She winked. 

“Oof,” Bucky put a metal hand over his chest. “Don’t make me jealous.” 

“Don’t be too upset, I’m just planning on using him for his body.” Gianna kept a straight face as she shrugged. 

“Ah, I see.” He grinned. “Something tells me he won’t mind.”

The activity around them picked up as the group of SHIELD agents began to file around the corner. Gianna stepped back and began to walk towards a shady tree a few yards behind them, the perfect place to watch without being in the way. 

“Oh, Gianna,” Bucky called after her. “Be ready at 7.”

She did a mock salute as she slunk down at the base of the tree. Suddenly, her mind filled with questions about the logistics of the evening. Where the hell would they go? What should she wear? Was she even allowed to leave the compound? She whipped out her phone.

Gianna: WANDA. SOS. 

Wanda: ???? what’s wrong?

Gianna: Bucky asked me to dinner. TONIGHT. 

Wanda: omg - it’s about time! i still need deets about last night!

Gianna: deal, but I need help! I don’t have any clothes here that aren’t sweats! I don’t even know what he’s planning! 

Wanda: meet me at my room in an hour. 

Gianna: my hero!

Looking up, Gianna went back to observing the class. The gentle fall breeze provided a welcome calm in contrast to the butterflies in her stomach. She sat, hazelnut latte in hand, and focused her attention solely on the training area, not all her questions about the evening. She admired how effortlessly Steve and Bucky moved as they demonstrated each technique, their years of experience evident in every precise movement. Seeing Bucky at work, channeling years of horrific experiences into something good, it couldn’t be beat. 

Especially since his training attire was more on the snug side.

As she watched, Gianna couldn't help but marvel at Bucky's rugged charm. His dark hair was tousled from the wind, his large frame commanding even in a group of elite agents. His focus was unwavering as he instructed the recruits, his voice calm and authoritative. Ever so patient, he took a pistol from one of the recruits and demonstrated proper hand positioning before handing it back. She smiled to herself. 

I am a huge Bucky Barnes fan. 

However, Gianna's admiration was interrupted when her gaze landed on a dark-haired female agent among the recruits. The agent seemed to be going out of her way to catch Bucky's attention, a subtle flirtatiousness in her actions as she showcased her skills with the weapons. Every time she’d hit a target, her eyes flicked back to see if he was watching. Gianna couldn't deny the twinge of jealousy that washed over her. Narrowing her eyes, she tried to see if she recognized the girl. 

She was taller than Gianna, which wasn’t saying a ton, and had a long, lean stature. Gianna made a mental note to ask Nat who she was. 

Bucky, to his credit, remained focused on the task at hand, offering equal attention to all the recruits. He provided constructive feedback and demonstrated techniques, his professionalism unwavering. But even he couldn't help but notice when the female agent made a particularly daring move, doing a front somersault into a defensive position, firing the gun straight into the center of the target. 

When she inevitably glanced towards him, he gave her a nod of approval. Not exactly a warm and fuzzy reaction, but it made Gianna’s stomach turn just the same. 

As the training session continued, she shifted her focus back to the demonstration as a whole. She watched as Bucky effortlessly disarmed one of the recruits, his movements fluid and precise. There was a deep sense of respect and admiration in the way the trainees looked at him. 

Except for this bitch. I know that look. She’s undressing him with her eyes. Gianna recognized it because it wasn’t exactly unfamiliar for her. She set her jaw, reminding herself who he had the date with that evening. Pulling out her phone, she sent Wanda another text. 

Gianna: def gonna need something sexy. 

As the training session came to a close, most of the new recruits filed off to the side, discussing their progress and exchanging stories. The brunette agent, however, hung back, her gaze fixed on Bucky, determination etched across her features.

He was gathering his training materials, unaware of the lingering presence nearby. He tucked his hair behind his ear, oblivious to the brunette's intent. She took a step closer, her smile just a touch too friendly as she spoke, 

"Sergeant Barnes, that was an incredible session. You really know your stuff, not that anyone’s surprised. I’d love to get some follow up instruction sometime, maybe after class next week? I have a few techniques I’m having trouble perfecting."

Before Bucky could respond, Gianna decided it was time to make her presence known. With a confident stride, she approached the pair, fueled by the little ball of envy in her stomach. She stopped right in front of Bucky, a warm smile gracing her lips as she tilted her head to look up at him, her back to the brunette as if she didn’t exist.

"Bucky," Gianna purred, "I can't wait for tonight."

She stood on tiptoe, her lips finding Bucky's in a sweet, lingering kiss. Her hand wrapped around the back of his head, feeling his soft hair in her fingers. Bucky was taken by surprise, but as their lips met, he felt a rush of warmth that left him momentarily breathless. He smiled into their kiss. 

The brunette agent, however, was far from pleased. Her eyes widened in shock, and she took a step back, clearly annoyed that her moment had been so abruptly interrupted. She cleared her throat and shot Gianna a rather icy glare.

Pulling back, Gianna turned to the agent as if seeing her for the first time. “Oh, I’m so rude! Hi, I’m Gianna.” She held her hand out to the agent who reluctantly shook it. 

“Agent Allison.” 

“Nice to meet you.” She gave her most innocent, America’s Sweetheart smile before turning back. 

Bucky, still somewhat dazed by the unexpected kiss, managed to find his voice. "Tonight. I can’t wait.” He had that adorable half-grin she adored. 

Gianna's smile widened. "Great! See you later, Buck.” Turning, she let her hips swing just a little more than usual when she walked away. Fully aware of both sets of eyes on her, she smiled to herself. I got a little territorial, so what?

As she walked away, Bucky barely glanced back at Agent Allison, who was still standing there, fuming and forgotten. “Yeah, uh, good work. See you next week.” 

He walked back toward the training building, catching Steve’s eye. He raised his eyebrows and shrugged as Steve chuckled. 

“I think Gianna just marked her territory.” He clapped a hand on Bucky’s back.

“I guess so.” Bucky shook his head, still grinning.

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Gianna sat cross-legged on Wanda's bed, surrounded by a sea of outfits that had been meticulously pulled from her wardrobe. Clothes were strewn across the bed and even scattered on the floor, creating a colorful and slightly chaotic scene. 7pm was rapidly approaching, and she hadn’t even brushed her hair yet.

Wanda, perched on the edge of a chair, regarded Gianna with a knowing smile. “I don’t want to brag, but I’m kind of a fashion connoisseur. Just about anything in here would knock Bucky off his feet, especially with you in it."

“Ugh, thank you so much, seriously. I haven’t even had to think what to wear since I got here, it’s basically just sweatsuit city. I didn’t think I’d need date attire.”

Wanda raised an eyebrow. “Really? You didn’t think this would happen?” 

“I don’t know…I guess I hoped it would. I just, I didn’t know how he felt. We worked together, then I kissed him at the party, then everything went to shit, and now I’m here.” 

“Well,” Wanda stood to her feet, pulling three outfit options from the bed. “I’m glad you’re here. Until we can have an official shopping spree in the city, what’s mine is yours. Try these.” She thrust the clothes into Gianna’s arms. 

Gianna nodded as she examined the options. She wanted something that would look pretty, sweet, but also sexy. Especially after the encounter with the brunette agent who had been eyeing Bucky a little too closely.

As she slipped on the first dress, Gianna couldn't help but vent her frustrations to Wanda. "You won't believe what happened earlier during the training session. Agent Allison, the brunette one, she was practically throwing herself at Bucky. I mean, I could practically see the hearts in her eyes!"

Wanda smirked, a hint of amusement in her expression. "Really? What did you do?"

"Well…I kissed Bucky, told him how excited I am for our date tonight, and then shook her hand.”

“Damn, subtle. You're not one to hold back, are you?"

Gianna grinned. "Nope. Not when it comes to something I want."

Wanda giggled. "I can see why. But remember, Gianna, you don't need to compete for his attention. Bucky cares about you, and he's chosen to be with you. Girls have been fawning over Mr. Dark and Mysterious since he got here a few years back, I don’t even think he notices."

Gianna sighed, smoothing the fabric on the dress as she looked in the mirror "You're right. It's just hard not to feel a little possessive when someone’s basically throwing themselves at your…well, I guess he’s not my anything yet.”

“Oh, shut up.” Wanda looked over her shoulder in the mirror and fluffed Gianna’s hair. “Have you seen the way he looks at you? He’s yours.”

Blushing, Gianna fought back a smile. “I’m really glad you’re here. It’s been nice to have a friend. Like, a real girl friend.” 

“Don’t make me emotional.” Wanda waved her hand. “We have work to do.” She winked, handing another dress to Gianna to try on. 

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6:55pm. 

That was the time Bucky knocked on her door. 

He’d waited as long as he possibly could. Living with Natasha and Wanda, and having grown up with a sister, he knew it was a severe offense to rush or interrupt the getting ready process. But here he was, standing outside her door with flowers in his hand, a whole five minutes early.

After training, he’d struggled to find ways to kill the rest of the afternoon. Gianna was nowhere to be found, Steve could only handle his nervous energy for so long before he made Bucky go for another run, and it took less than an hour to set up for the date he’d meticulously planned. Even though he’d only officially asked her last night, Bucky had asked the girls to help him round up some supplies as soon as he noticed Gianna’s favorite place at the compound. 

He ran a hand through his hair, taking a deep breath as he heard her footsteps approaching the door. “Hi.” The door opened and there she was. Gianna Cruz, waiting for him to come retrieve her like she’d done so many times over the past few months. Except this time was different. This time, he wasn’t working. He wasn’t here as her security, ready to escort her to her real life obligation. He was here as her date. Finally. 

“Hi,” She was grinning from ear to ear when she opened the door, eyes crinkling even more when she saw the flowers in his hand. Her hair was loosely braided, a few imperfect curls falling into her face. She’d kept her natural hair, something he’d always loved but couldn’t remember if he ever vocalized. “Two days in a row? James Buchanan Barnes. Ladies’ man extraordinaire.” 

“You ready?” He smiled and held out his arm for her to take. 

“Mmm, you could give me another two hours and I’d still be changing my hair. So it’s best just to call it.” She brushed a curl out of her face. 

“I don’t think you should change a thing. I always liked your hair like that.”

“Messy?” She looked at him sheepishly. 

“Natural.” He reached up and touched one of the curls hanging beside her face, sending a shiver down her spine when his fingertips brushed her ear. “It’s so pretty. You don’t even have to try.” 

“I try really hard, actually.” 

“You don’t have to. Not with me.” He pressed the button to the elevator button and let her step in first when the doors opened. “Do you know how amazing you look tonight, or should I go ahead and tell you?” 

Her face contorted as she fought back another smile. “You should probably go ahead and tell me.” 

“Ah, okay,” He grinned, putting a finger beneath her chin and looking straight into her eyes. “Gianna Cruz, you look so unbelievably good tonight. I cannot believe I get to call you my date.” 

The smile broke through, her face warming under his touch and attention. Just as the proximity started to cloud their minds, the elevator doors slid open. Bucky offered his left arm to her, the flowers still held in his right. Wrapping her hand around his bicep, she felt the cool metal through his long sleeve. They crossed the lobby and stepped out into the cool evening air. The sun was beginning to set, casting a golden glow across the entire compound. 

It was suspiciously empty on the grounds, but that was the last thing on Gianna’s mind. The path before them was sprinkled with rose petals, illuminated by single floating candles spaced every few feet along the way. Looking up, she saw that it followed the oh-so-familiar walk down to the dock. 

Wordlessly, she looked up at Bucky, her face showing a kind of happy he’d never seen before. She still fought back the full smile, so much so that her cheeks ached. They walked down to the lake in comfortable silence as Gianna took in every bit of the scenery and Bucky took in every bit of her reaction. The trail took a short curve through the thick woods before opening up to the clearing where the dock began. It made for a more private setting, mostly shielding it from the rest of the compound. Tonight, the element of surprise was exactly what Bucky had been counting on to help with the final reveal. 

They turned the final corner, warm sun hitting their faces as the trees cleared. 

“Bucky,” Gianna breathed, eyes widening. 

“Come on.” He slid his hand down to hers and led her to the end of the dock. There was a table with two chairs, complete with candles, wine, and full dinner setting. 

Gianna could hardly believe the moment she was living in. Mouth slightly open in awe, she didn’t even know where to look as they reached the end of the dock. Bucky pulled the chair out for her to sit. 

“I don’t even…Bucky, I…” She looked from the table to the sunset and back to him. “I don’t even know what to say. You did all this? How did you -” 

“I had a little help.” He half-smiled, pouring wine into both glasses. “After the first few days here, you kept saying how much you liked the lake. I knew you came down here as much as you could. I told Wanda what I had in mind and she found all this stuff, had it shipped to the tower. They brought it with them when they flew in a few days ago.”

“But, we just made this plan last night…?” She felt at a loss for words in the best way. 

“I know. I thought I was going to have to hide 500 candles in my closet until I finally got the balls to ask you out.” 

Gianna grinned. “I’m glad you got the balls sooner rather than later.”

“Me too.” Bucky passed her a wine glass. “To you never realizing how far out of my league you are.” 

She raised her glass to his. “To you, having the balls to ask me out.” Their glasses clinked together and they both took a slow sip of wine, neither one breaking eye contact until the glasses were back on the table. 

A low hum filled the air. Looking up, Gianna saw a midsize drone hovering across the lake, carrying silver serving platters. 

“I didn’t know there was room service at the Avengers’ Compound.” She raised an eyebrow. 

“There is if one of the programming agents in the robotics division is afraid of you.” He shrugged. 

“Ah, I’ll keep that in mind next time I go to intimidate a SHIELD agent.” She laughed, faltering when she remembered the run in from earlier. “Bucky…about earlier.” Her eyes were wide, equal parts embarrassed and amused. 

“Mhmm?” He took the dishes from the drone and set one in front of each of them, lifting the lids off to reveal the most incredible looking pasta Gianna had ever seen. 

“Oh, my God…this looks insane. Bucky! How did you do this! Last time I checked, the cafeteria doesn’t serve gourmet food.” It smelled heavenly. 

“Tony’s here for the next week, he usually flies his chef out when he’s here for too long. I just asked for a couple extra servings.” He tried to hide his grin, seem casual, but her excitement was contagious. 

“I can’t even think straight.” She took a sip of her wine. 

“I hope that’s a good thing. It’s been a while since I last went on a date, so I’m a little out of practice.” 

“It’s a good thing.” Gianna leaned forward, resting her chin on her hands. “A very, very good thing.” 

As the sun slowly sunk below the horizon, dinner conversation flowed effortlessly. Bucky told stories from the past few years as an Avenger, including how Peter’s first words to him were about how cool his metal arm was - during a fight, no less. Gianna gushed about all the situations she’d been stuck in throughout her stardom where she wished she had someone to share it with, someone who saw it all and could laugh about it on the drive back to the hotel every night. It was easy. It was natural. 

Laughed lulled as Bucky finished a story about how Tony had once gotten way too drunk at a party and announced to the entire crowd he’d peed in the Iron Man suit. 

“Oh my gosh, ow.” Gianna leaned back in her chair. “My stomach hurts. I laughed too much. I definitely ate too much.” 

“There’s no such thing.” Bucky leaned forward, splitting the last of the wine between their glasses. 

“Mm, yet another reason I like you.” She winked, raising her glass towards him before taking a sip. 

“So,” Bucky grinned. “How am I doing?”

“Are you seriously asking for feedback in the middle of our date?” Gianna giggled.

“Hey, like I said, it’s been awhile. I just want to make sure I’m on the right track.” He put his hands up defensively. “Plus, Wanda may or may not have shown me photos of your last few dates. Tough acts to follow.” 

Rolling her eyes, Gianna set her glass down. “Which photos did you see?” 

“Helicopter ride with that football player?” 

“We were paid by the helicopter company. We’d only spoken twice before that and once after.”

“Dinner on a yacht with that actor?” 

“Horrible. He only talked about himself. I’m also pretty sure he thought I was someone else. He told me I was shorter than he expected and then asked me if I was allowed to eat dessert since the Victoria’s Secret Fashion Show was coming up.” Gianna groaned. “I thought it was a really weird thing to say, but when I thought about it later I realized he definitely didn’t think I was me.” 

“His loss.” Bucky gave her a half-smile. “Okay, last one…what about the guy who rented that restaurant out for you? Didn’t you…weren’t you pretty serious?” 

“No.” She smiled, but it was somber. “That was a PR stunt. He had a big movie coming out, they used two of my songs on the soundtrack, it was supposed to be big for both of our careers. And it was, I guess. It’s just, sometimes it can be hard to pretend without forgetting what’s real and what’s work. It gets messy.”

Bucky watched her, spinning the stem of his wine glass between metal fingers. 

“It was also a long time ago.” Gianna continued, giving a reassuring look. “I was very young. I didn’t really know how things were done in the industry and that made me vulnerable. That’s why I haven’t really dated over the past couple years…I wanted something real.” 

She reached her hand across the table, replacing the wine glass in his grip.

“I still do.” 

“I’d assure you that this is real, but truth be told, I’m still waiting for someone to pinch me.” Bucky squeezed her hand ever so lightly. If she ever felt strangely about his vibranium hand, she never showed it. 

She met his eyes, relaxing in his gaze. “You and your lines, Sargeant.” 

He stood to his feet, still holding her hand. “Is it too old-fashioned if I ask you to dance?” 

“Maybe,” Gianna slid out of her chair, letting him guide her to the center of the dock. “But that doesn’t mean I want you to stop.” 

The soft music that had been playing throughout dinner was paired with the quiet creaking of the dock and the crickets as they swayed slowly. 

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“Shh!” Wanda hissed. “You know sounds carry across water!”

Peter shut up and retreated to the back of the balcony. The group had gathered on the patio, claiming to want fresh air after dinner, but secretly all hoping to catch a glimpse of the date they’d all helped facilitate. 

“See anything, Rogers?” Natasha called, taking a sip of her drink. 

“I told you, I don’t condone spying.” He looked up from his chair. “They’re dancing.” 

Grinning, Nat stood to her feet and walked to the railing where Wanda and Sam stood. 

“You think they’d notice if I sent Red Wing over there? I could get us some live footage.”

“Sam, if you give Bucky any excuse to rip that thing out of the sky, he’s not going to hesitate.” Steve reluctantly joined them, thankful the dock was far enough away that it took super soldier vision to really see what was going on. 

“They’re hopeless.” Wanda said. “So in love.” 

“Are you saying that as a mind-reader?” Peter asked, wide-eyed. 

“I’m saying that as someone who talked to them both today.” She rolled her eyes. “And as someone with eyes.” 

“Okay, alright. Let’s give them some privacy. If you want to watch someone on a date then put on that trashy show you’re always watching.” Steve ushered them inside. 

“Steve, you know the Bachelor is only on Monday night.” Sam elbowed him, walking through the door. “What, a man can’t enjoy quality reality television?!”

When he was the only one remaining on the balcony, Steve took one last glance down at the dock just in time to see Bucky raise Gianna’s hand and spin her around. Grinning, he stepped inside and shut the door. 

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what are your favorite sexy scenarios with your Ryan F/Os?

Oh what a fun question 👀!!! Thank you for asking!!!!

♡ Officer K being very grabby while making out on his couch in his apartment, mainly when I'm wearing a midi knee-length skirt. I LOVE thinking about this man's hands bunching the material of my skirt, glittery fabric spilling between his fingers as he's pulling and tugging. Feeling the petticoat adding extra layers of volume/texture and it just makes him wanna bunch it in his hands even more, clawing at it when we start getting really into it. Him pulling me onto his lap, leaving the skirt on while he undoes the buttons on his pants, and we just do it right then and there on that uncomfortable ass couch with his face buried in the crook of my neck, groaning like a starved dog.

♡ Driver being SO fucking horny out of his mind. When I drop into his dimension and it's been too long he just does his usual prolonged eye contact but with More Intensity silently saying let's get out of here. He gets us alone somewhere and it doesn't matter where, we're gonna fuck. Shannon's Garage after hours. His '73 Chevy Malibu (malibuuuu). The LA River. On top of the hood of some old race car he's fixing up. His living room floor. The shower. The kitchen counter. Oh, and I guess the bed works too... it's almost like a sleeping predator jolts awake within him and he just has to pounce immediately

♡ Sometimes when I leave Driver's dimension, he thinks I might not come back. He tries not to worry, but the fear is always in the back of his mind. Sometimes he's worried that I'll have another nightmare about him and I'll be too scared of him and I won't visit his dimension anymore. I tell him I'm fine now and I've never felt better and I haven't had any nightmares about him in a long time, but he still gets anxious. So any time we fuck, if the position allows it, he's hugging me. Arms wrapped around me and he tries to make me feel as secure and safe as possible. One hand cradling the back of my head, thrusting at a quick but steady pace that wouldn't hurt me but his little groans and little huffs sound almost heartbreaking when he hugs me tighter and tighter. Like I'll disappear if he lets go. I think about that a lot ;u; it's comforting to think about being hugged during sex and especially if it's with him

♡ Driver masturbating to the thought of me in his car -- I have doodled variations of this one hundred thousand times and I'll do it one hundred thousand more!!!! Sitting in the driver's seat, putting on some Charlie Puth songs on the radio (that dude has some horny asf lyrics and in interviews he's said he wants his music to sound fuckable in the most literal sense so I think it's perfect lol) reclining his seat back and going to town. I like thinking about him putting on "Smells Like Me" bc the lyrics seem fitting for us. He's missing me while I'm in Ken's dimension but he isn't worried bc I'm the one wearing Driver's scorpion bomber jacket. I could be getting action from any other guy or gal but I've got Driver's scent on me as long as I'm wearing his jacket and he likes that little sense of ownership over me, a bit of possessiveness... not in an extreme way but he just feels such an overprotective urge to make sure a part of himself is always with me. I DUNNO I don't care if that's in character or not, it makes me feel really good hehehe////

♡ Wait god I need to bring up K again..... I know it's a little out of character but I love daydreaming about him being sooo comfortable with me as our relationship progresses. You know how in canon, he comes home from retiring replicants, nearly getting killed, and he roleplays with Joi that he is just a simple human man who is coming home from a 9 to 5 shift at the office? He'd do that with me; he can come home from a long day and find me waiting for him on his bed - I'm wearing a skirt with a petticoat underneath bc I know he'll enjoy the texture of the folds between his fingers as he slides the fabric up my legs. Him doing the little "tsk tsk" click of the tongue while shaking his head, leaning over me with his hand snaking between my thighs, saying "oh, you poor thing, you've been soaking wet for me all day, haven't you?" and suddenly his stress of the day is gone. He forgets the dried blood on his face, the bruises on his neck, the stab wound in his shoulder. He crawls into bed and guides my hand, sliding my palm down his pants, tilting his head... "you feel that, sweetheart? feel what you do to me? I couldn't concentrate on my reports today, all I thought about was you..."

♡ That opening Bangkok party scene in The Gray Man, except put my self insert in there wearing a red dress to match Six's red suit, with white flowers and stars to match Dani's flowered suit. I know Dani isn't a Ryan F/O but I wanna think about her pulling me away into a private corner of an empty room and eating me out. Same with Suzanne oh my god please I need that woman to eat me out so BAD PLEASE ughhhhh. okay okay this was a Ryan F/O question... I'm sorry. I got Keri'd away

♡ The opening Bangkok party scene in The Gray Man and YES it makes NO SENSE for Six to be horny enough to need to pull me into the closet to fuck me, and that miraculously there wouldn't be cameras or mics in any of the rooms, but hear me out: you can do whatever you want forever and nothing in life matters. I'm working on a fic where mayhaps, against all odds, the Lord has given this horny desperate gentleman seven minutes where absolutely nothing bad will happen to him; he sees me in that red dress and he's like "Jesus CHRIST I missed my glittery wife. Baby please get over here." I have been in other dimensions for what, two weeks, maybe even two months, and this man has not only missed me so fucking bad, but he is starvinggg. He pulls me into a storage closet and we don't have time to Properly Fuck™ but I wanna give him a handjob just to give him some relief. His hands shaky while undressing me just a little bit so he can touch me wherever he wants, his head buried into my shoulder while he's groaning as quietly as he can. I think about this all the damn time and I really wish I had the time/energy to draw it. Maybe someday.

♡ Dean kissing me while straddling me on his bed, then slowly backing up and sliding his palms under my mini skirt, being very gentle and making eye contact with me the whole time he's slipping off my underwear, checking that I'm okay. Going really slow when he puts his head between my thighs, the whole time our song is playing in the background. Yes this is just me 100% self projecting over Cindy but that is exactly what canon love interests are for !!! and I like to think about him reaching out one of his hands and intertwining our fingers while he's eating me out 🥺🥺

♡ Ken eating me out and laughing into my thigh every so often. Licking his lips and saying "sweet girl..." giving that nickname a whole new meaning. I also think the image of him being completely oblivious to giving me an orgasm during our first time after eating me out and he's like "wow you're so yummy 😋 I want some more" while I'm gasping for air and shivering and saying HOLD ON GIVE ME A SECOND. Same goes for when I give Barbie her first orgasm after she becomes human and I'm just sitting there like "damn was my head really that good 😳"

♡ Sebastian not even bothering to undress, just unzipping his pants and bending me over the piano (consensually ofc) bc he's so pent up after a long night. Or sharing that tiny tiny tiny bed together in his little apartment, snuggling... we're both too pent up to sleep, and one of us starts grinding against the other and it just escalates... while he's wearing that tight white t-shirt and then his hair gets messier bc he's so lost in the moment.... yeah

♡ Laughing with Jacob during sex to the point where he's snorting and I'm wheezing and we have to stop for a few minutes. You know that cute couple thing where you pretend you're meeting for the first time, like, one of you pretends to be flirting with the other in a public space? And then you "go home together"? I think it's so funny to think about doing that with him. So we're at a bar, he's doing his thing, does the whole "let's get out of here" line, drives me home, we start going at it -- but I make a joke about something and he's losing it. He fires back and I have to cover my face and laugh. Out of every Ryan F/O, I like thinking about him saying "hey girl" just to make me laugh. He doesn't know the meme, he doesn't get it, but one time I asked him to say it and it made me laugh. and he's like "I don't understand what's so funny" but that doesn't stop him from saying it at the perfect moments. He's undressing me on his bed and it's all slow and sensual ooo and aaa... and after some sexy prolonged eye contact he mutters "hey girl" and I start losing it, and then he starts losing it because I'm losing it. and then he snorts and it makes me laugh even harder and then he's laughing harder. This may not necessarily be a "sexy" scenario but I really do love tender stuff like that in intimate settings... loving knowing my romantic partner is also my best friend.

♡ Luke is intimidating and he knows he looks scary but he tries to be rly gentle. He's slow and when I'm nervous he whispers reassurances until I relax. He's my guardian angel, he's my bodyguard, he wants me to feel safe with him. This isn't a "sexy" scenario I guess but I do think about this a lot, him just being very careful with me despite his outer appearance making him look like he'd be very rough. And maybe he would be! But with me he knows he's gotta go slow. and he's okay with that.

♡ COLT SPEAKING FRENCH Colt speaking French Colt speaking FRENCH Colt speaking French THE ENTIRE GODDAMN TIME in my ear while his arms are wrapped tight around me hugging me close. I have no fucking clue what he's saying to me but it sure sounds sexy. He could just be saying "omelette du fromage" lmao. but jokes aside maybe he'd say something like "my beautiful falling star" in French or 🥺🥺 something like that... and I think about being super careful with him bc of his back injury and double checking that he's okay all the time too. This man suffers from chronic back pain and he appreciates I am looking out for him and making sure he isn't hurt in any sort of position we're in. also did I say COLT SPEAKING FRENCH. Wearing a collar for me too maybe... with "therapy dog" on the tag... maybe he'd like being tied up too I dunno....................

♡ With Julian I don't have any "sexy" scenarios but goddd I sure do find myself thinking about having really, really, really gentle slow sex with him... I'm a top 99% of the time, but I wouldn't mind allowing him to have full and complete control, so he feels safer. He's straddling me while we're drowning in those neon red lights. His hands shake a little too much to undress me at first so I gotta hold them until he's calmer. Him kissing my neck and hearing his soft, short breaths in my ear when he's inside me. He's a SA victim too, so he'd understand that I prefer going slow, and tbh maybe he'd also prefer that ;v; I think he could still be rough if he wanted to, but he just. he gets it. he knows why I'm so scared and hesitant, so he's gonna be so, so careful. I'm precious to him, he wants me to know that, wants me to know he doesn't want to hurt me. would rather cut off his own hands than ever lay a hand on me. wants me to know that, to feel that, when we're making love. I'm gonna start openly weeping over him for the 100th time today let's move along

♡ I've written having a threesome with Driver and Six where they both try to make me feel as comfortable and safe as possible. Regarding the nightmare thing, Driver gets emotional and a little sniffly when he hides his face into my tummy and says "I don't want to hurt you" and I tell him "I know." Six isn't as vocal about his fear of me getting too scared of him either but he definitely feels it and it shows through how careful he is when we're being intimate to the point where he almost treats me like porcelain. More of an angst scenario than a sexy scenario BUT LISTEN. I LOVE THE HURT/COMFORT and my ace ass finds emotion so much sexier than anything else.

♡ Speaking of emotion. Ken getting weepy and sniffly while I'm riding him for the first time (just pretend he has a dick for my sake ok) bc he's never felt so loved before and especially not in a sensual way. Cradling his face in my hands and kissing his tears away while he hugs me and when we finish we just sit there for a while and hold each other until he calms down. Maybe I'd get weepy too bc it would be my first time feeling safe in a rly rly long time

♡ Actual sexy scenario: Stephen fucking me hard in his office, me laying on my back on his desk, his face between my legs drinking his fill until he stands up and places his hands on my hips, pounding me -- no no listen I KNOW his office walls are see-through but let's just pretend that he has some... other... office somewhere with normal walls.

♡ I think about pulling Steven's hair sometimes...... or him sitting up in his bed, his back resting against the headboard, me in his lap, while he fingers me and whispers in my ear, kisses my neck.

♡ OH I FORGOT WEREWOLF DRIVER I need him to fuck me so lovingly in a forest somewhere please god. or werewolf colt I don't care who just please god I need a werewolf to fuck me tenderly while we're surrounded by wildflowers. I'll pretend bugs and dirt don't bother me. Getting fucked by werewolf Driver WHILE wearing his JACKET. OOGH. god. can someone please teach me how to draw werewolves so I can draw some good ol fashioned monsterfucking

Thank you for letting me ramble 🥰🥰🥰

[the-bjd-community-confess]

CW: discussion of death and legal processes surrounding it

Hard Truths

IANAL but as someone adjacent to that line of work SPECIFICALLY in what happens "after" a death, requesting a death certificate is literally so par for the course. There is nothing immoral or wrong about it. It is unfortunate, but it is literally what is required to do basically anything -- and candidly, every single one of you reading, whether you're an eighteen-year-old that hasn't moved from home yet or a nintety-year-old who has a penchant for expensive plastic dolls, should have their affairs in order and be ready for the inevitability that at some point in your life, someone you love (or at least are responsible for- or related to- or knew in some way because let me tell you debtors are the ones with no shame) is going to pass on, and then you will be forced to manage wrapping up their affairs.

If JJDL had actually passed on and wasn't a charlatan trying to get out from under their business responsibilities, then the people who survived them should expect to have multiple copies of the death certificate on hand -- I recommend a digital one, though most government entities won't take them insurances and individuals certainly will and it cuts down on the cost of having them printed! -- and that literally tens of people are going to want one if they have any outstanding expenses or unfulfilled obligations. Bills, credit, business orders, particularly aggressive neighbors from whom they borrowed a lawnmower... unfortunately the reality of the situation is that in order to file a claim or get a refund, you first need to prove that the party who owed you a good is no longer with us, and the first step in doing that is getting that death certificate. (In any case, if you run a business of any kind- even if you just make and sell things for funsies- consider seriously investing in liability insurance if you don't want your loved ones on the hook for things left unsettled.)

As for doxxing and so on... you can't really doxx a business (outside of specific circumstances which aren't in play here.) And again, if you are selling things... you are a business now. Calling the county coroner is absolutely fair game, especially with hundreds or thousands of dollars on the line. It's... cruel to say, but the reality of the matter is that no one is obligated to care for the person who sold them a thing, and there is nothing wrong with being chiefly concerned with the security of their investment first and foremost. From what I've heard about this person -- and from what has since come to light -- I do not at all blame those who immediately sought to find proof in this matter in an expedited fashion. We prioritize deadlines over people, and paypal's refund window waits for no man.

It is unfortunate that this is how things are, but business isn't about feelings, it is about pragmatic and unsympathetic regulation. Even if you aren't a business owner, even if you are literally Just Some Guy, expect this web of unpleasantness to ensnare your loved ones when you pass. Blame the fact that in society we so heavily prioritize money and deadlines over human lives and dignity. The last thing anyone wants to deal with in these situations is the bureaucratic bullshit, but it won't wait, and it's better to be prepared. It is kinder to be blunt and direct about how things are, in my opinion.

~Anonymous

[jlf23tumble]

Hi Jen

I can't wait for you to watch aotv and share your thoughts. All I have to say is -

- I absolutely adore Jay and I'm in awe of her.

- I don't if there was a little bit too much of Harry at first or if that's what my brain chose to focus.

- At the beach with the kid was pretty meh but the kid at his show was so so cute. Extremely heartwarming watching them together.

- Helene is an absolute gem.

- The fan moments left me appalled because of the white washing and the blatant show of privilege, not my favourite part.

- I'm surprised there was no mention of afhf.

It's been more 30 hours since I watched it, and I haven't had a single thought that didn't start and end with Louis. Nothing we didn't already know, but he's just a wonderful person, warts and all.

I need to watch again because I don't remember seeing some of the things that people are talking about. Hope you have a great time!

anon 2: I thought the hug was weird until I saw the movie myself because the hug was before the last 1d performance bts and Louis was so nervous. Harry and Louis didn't hug Liam or Niall in that room but only eachother for that small second and Helene so it seemed more like a small gesture of comfort, a bit of I am right here if you need anything. Right after everyone leaves the room because Louis needs a bit more practice with Helene (they were all ready to go onstage except for Louis) and Louis goes to the door and asks for Harry so it seems they talked again off camara. They showed the performance and there on stage everyone hugs except Louis and Harry and that made me laugh because bts they did hug and we never knew until this doc. I don't know if they were broken up but still cared for eachother because Harry also kept looking at Louis in that bts footage and he had this worried look on his face.

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Just gonna group all these movie-related takes together since I finally watched it! I won't answer your points line by line, but here are my knee-jerk takeaways:

None of this was surprising at all, but it was cool to see it all lumped into one place where people couldn't really erase it.

Love love love and miss Jay, also, Louis is such a tremendously strong person because this is definitely edited, he was bearing a lot more weight than is portrayed here, and yet he perseveres. He seems pretty present in every moment, too, which is impressive.

I hope Helene is making a shit-ton of money because she's doing at least 3 jobs.

The negative space around Eleanor (those 2x the E tat shows up, rip) is really loud, especially with the growing number of rainbow flags (starts with one, ends with hundreds), he is definitely opting to NOT talk about any relationship, draw your own dots (but also? some of the choices here, like the extended kiss during the Grease part, okay). I still feel El was a proxy, and that makes all of her absence even more ohhhhhhkay.

Related: I want to rewatch the first 10 minutes because I could swear he does this whole double layering with the "break up" talk and how it's meant to be about the band, but it's definitely literally focused on Harry (for one, that's mainly where you see Harry, especially in some obvious VO work, but also he says "relationship" singular vs. plural in a place where with the band, the plural makes a helluva lot more sense).

Related related: the way that Louis is interacting with Liam and Niall being at the same festival he was at, yet NOT interacting with Harry when he was at one, too, hmmmm.

I need to watch the Liam G. doc because Charlie's INSANE use of in focus/out of focus/in focus/out of focus, especially with family members, is meant to make it somehow feel unstaged but increasingly becomes annoying.

I felt like the James Corden bit was one of the very truest parts of this, a lot of it was by the numbers rote media training, but Louis disappearing? Maybe he hates James, who knows, but if it's a pattern, oh man.

I felt it was about 20 minutes too long, you could start seeing the template by the end (line up of fans, empty stadium, crowd excitement, Louis's buzzing, on to the next place) to the point where it almost diluted it? I would edit that shit down or compress it, there was a point where you weren't seeing anything new except for the location.

I disagree with anon 2 about the hug (for one, we don't see all the interactions/hug moments, who knows if a lot of hugs were shared, but also when he's calling to someone, Harry's in the back, I think, not to the left? I'd have to rewatch). Also, I'm in the camp that they had a big split around this time, yet were still friendly enough to be close, support each other (possibly fuck, who knows).

The parts with Freddie and his grandparents were incredibly moving, and telling, too, in that I get the anxiety spike because there's a lot here that is telling some people shit they just don't want to hear.

AIMH Oli, you can cause trouble up in [personal details redacted], and I would want to hear more about it. Hope you're being well paid, too.

Personal projection time: there were so many, SO MANY peter pan and the (white) lost boys antics, like, I disagree that all the fan content was white-washing when the entire BAND is white boy coded (at least SOME of the fans weren't white Americans). I don't think it'll change soon, but I like to hope he'll reach out and experiment more (both in terms of music and people around him). I hold out this hope because he clearly laid out the blueprint early on about 1st album is this, 2nd album is that, 3rd album is closer to what I want to do...I promise you, Loueh, plenty of non white dude fish in that sea.

[moonspower]

😍💵💍

✨ anonymous. meme. still accepting!

😍 = Does your muse have any crushes? If so, who are they?

vi has several crushes across several verses and all of them are older men that don't like him back lol... all older men with bad attitudes because for some reason that puts the butter on his biscuit. that's just his misfortune... i won't talk about them because i'd rather him do that ic and drop the tea that way because homeboy has secrets and it's funnier to watch him reveal them in real time.

💵 = Is money an important factor to consider when dating? Does your muse prefer rich partners?

you CANNOT be richer than virote so there's no point in him giving a shit. virote's father is worth hundreds of millions and his mother is literally space royalty, like vi has an entire palace on the moon and a kingdom waiting for him to rule in the future like his grandmother has part domain over an exoplanet made completely out of diamond. he doesn't give a fuck about your finances. they're irrelevant because he's richer than god

also the first and last man he got saddled with was rich and we see how that worked out. aka him with an intense substance abuse addiction, mental hospital stays, developing body dysmorphia, being heavily medicated, and therapy that isn't even working for him that well

he doesnt care about a man's net worth or how much they make

just dont emphasize it in the relationship. yeah he throws his weight around with his money sometimes and he'll have rich brat tendencies but idk what one would expect out of someone who's literally an alien prince

money? whatever. bring an interesting personality and excellent dick game and the ability to eat spicy food.

💎 = What kind of gemstone would your muse prefer on their engagement or wedding ring?

virote wants something a little quirky, a little weird… and price doesn’t matter because he values aesthetics over price. he's not fond of diamonds despite the whole family exoplanet thing glkfjgldfk. they hold no value to him, especially compared to rocks like alexandrite and emerald that look way cooler. diamonds are so boring to him like… where’s the FLAVOR? if virote could craft his own engagement ring—which he’s sketched and drawn on his own downtime while daydreaming of settling down a little—it’s definitely be a little unique. with an opal. 

or like pearls, morganite, cat's eye moonstone, star sapphire, angel aura quartz, tourmaline, onyx, lapis lazuli, the options are endless! as long as it's interesting to look at. he likes lab created gemstones and he would also be down for an antique ring found at some secondhand store too.

[roseband]

not helping my fiance tutor his brother cause he won't listen to "a woman"

also.......said a horrid "how are you okay with her making more money than you"

shut up mr. 700 SAT scores (fucking 3rd percentile...literally pathetic), 2.8gpa, no extracurriculars, failure boy. Pathetic...... I was 3.8 gpa, 99th percentile SAT scores, multiple extracurriculars including 6 days a week band and two arts clubs including running one, shut up FAILURE BOY. The only thing you have is sexism cause you're a failure same as your whore mother. Only FAILURES are sexist like this and both of you are failures.

wanna leave the man who came out of a family of sexist good for nothing freaks, don't want them any where near me....i don't want them in our apartment, if they're going to pull "tradition" while in MY HOME im not paying any bills. you want to allow your good for nothing "traditional" family to talk down to me, then be a traditional provider and ill pocket all my income. i make more money than ANY of these useless people. im the highest earner. get them under control or i do not pay any bills. My moms higher earner than them too before she was retired, and on early retirement her yearly income of stock gains and her pension is nearly as high as mine.......They're FAILURES. They only care about money and cock, but they sure ain't good at getting the money. If you only care about money and penis, but you can't get money, then you're a dick lmfao.

don't want to hear my fiance screaming at his whore mother that we're not buying an apartment to put my share in her name "cause she's mother of son" waaah the good whore fucked right. dumb teenagers have kids too, you're not special, prostitute. that's yet again the slut planning on stealing hundreds of thousands of dollars from me. and her son having to call her the slut she is on the phone cause she wants to steal hundreds of thousands of dollars from his partner. she wanted me to pay for down-payment and into mortgage but her name on it instead of mine, uh NO ONE WILL DO THAT SLUT. That's when he told the slut I make more than him, because we can buy an apartment together, not him, us...and if I was alone, I can buy myself a studio right now. So I don't need him and he was trying to get the slut to understand I can leave.........so it turned into "woman shouldn't make more than you cuz woman" and his dumbass brother is parroting it when he can't even get a fucking average sat score.

don't want to have a security guard at our wedding cause "mother of son" wants to wait outside the venue to steal cash gifts....he hired the security guard cause he knows he came out a useless greedy whore. Why does my fiance have to hire a fucking security guard cause his freak mother is a thief. If she does anything I'm pressing charges, no escorting out, jail for whore. Whores deserve jail.

don't want to hear him having to tell the slut that she can't have my salary. Where'd whore come up with that, only whores get paid for fucking. But "she had a son"

And I won't have a WHORE who beats her children tell me to hand her a baby ever again, sluts don't deserve grandchildren.

and now i don't want a good for nothing, barely getting into community college, failure 17 year old, telling me to QUIT MY JOB as a woman

im done with these good for nothing useless people. he's having his dad change how that property that his mom wanted to use against him is legally set up, and the second everything is finalized (paperwork is already signed because his dad is greedy but not a complete psycho), im threatening the blackmail of all the illegal bullshit they do.....im going to blackmail them into stopping or im leaving him.

i don't care if it affects his spineless dad, get your useless housewife whore wife and stupid child you neglected for close to two decades under control. You're the MAN get your pet hooker under control or I will make your life hell. Get them under control or I give michael and ultimatum of me or them........

I will not tutor a dumb boy who's shit talking me (especially not when I literally work for his favorite brand and he doesn't believe it cause vag)

I'm not hearing these fights about me anymore, I'm not going to sit for these fights about me from a slut and her fail son who's fallen into the tate hole.

I'm not taking it???????? Get them under control or they don't come to our apartment.