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brutal-nemesis · 3 years

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Arthropod Day 2021: 🦀Time For Crab 🦀

Malacostraca Moment 😳🦀

So fun story I wanted this to be on a Saturday because SIDEWAYS SATURDAY but when I was deciding on the date I looked at the calendar for July without realizing it. Happy Sideways Stuesday I guess?

Castys Masterlist

Ingredients: drowning mention, animal attack (kinda chill tho it’s not really violent), dehydration, autocannibalism mention, parasitic insects, partial nudity, heckin surgery (but it’s CONSENSUAL (⊙ˍ⊙) who am I), suicide for convenience (immortal)

“This looks like a lovely spot for a vacation; thank you guys so much for finding it for me.” The small dingy had just landed on a sandy beach enclosed by dark rocks on either side, a lush forest leading deeper into the island. Casyts’s captor glared at him before harshly tugging the rope tied to his wrists, trying to get him to stand and step onto the beach with her.

“Shut your trap, Ragnarok, or I might change my mind about gagging you. Now get up or I’ll have my men drag you.”

Castys sighed and rolled his eyes, getting up and following her so his rope burn didn’t get any worse. “Aye aye, Yvonne.”

“That’s Captain Veldna to you,” she growled, jerking him forward. He stumbled a bit, but he was able to catch himself before he got sand up his nose. He debated trying to yank the rope out of her hands and running away or stealing the boat, but her very strong men were right behind him and that would probably just end in him having extra bruises. So he just followed her like a stupid little goat as she led him towards the rocks, hoping she wouldn’t leave him tied up so he could at least enjoy his time being stranded. But no, this was about sending a message to his crew or making him suffer or something. He didn’t really remember, he’d been dazed as hell when he’d initially gotten captured during a fight between their two ships. Blood loss was a bitch sometimes.

They forced him to sit with his back against a large rock, yanking his bound hands above his head and worming a large nail through the knotted rope before hammering it into the rock. “Not gonna lie, this seems a little extra. I’m not going to go anywhere, so, like, just let me-” Yvonne slapped him harshly across the face.

“You’re not here to have fun, you annoying little parrot.” She looked over at her men, who had just finished tying his ankles together and nailing them down in a similar fashion to his wrists. “If you lot are done, let’s leave.” She turned back to Castys, a wicked grin on her face. “I wonder how many times you’ll die before your crew finds you?”

“My money’s on eight. Do you want me to keep track and tell you next time we see each other? If only I could write in a diary what horrors I suffer sitting on this warm rock that you tied me to during high tide so I won’t even drown later. Now that-agh!” Yvonne stabbed him in the stomach, and Castys bit back a scream as she twisted her blade.

“The sound of your silence is something I could get used to.”

“Well, the real question is, is silence actually a sound-” Castys’s very valid observation was cut off by the bitch yanking out her sword and promptly kicking him in the stomach. He couldn’t help but cry out, doubling over as far as he could. Yeah, yeah he should probably just shut the fuck up and let them get on their merry way before he got more unnecessary injuries.

“Enjoy your vacation, Ragnarok,” Yvonne spat. As one last gesture of maturity, she kicked sand at him before walking off, and some of it definitely got in his stab hole, so that was nice. He watched them row away, sighing. Now it was just boredom city, but hey, at least he had a nice beach view. The sun was a few hours away from setting, not that it mattered that much since his skin was dark enough that he probably wasn’t going to get sunburned.

Being tied to a rock on the beach was...just about as boring as he expected. His arms got all tingly after a while from being stuck above his head, so he couldn’t even properly relax, and a man could only watch little waves roll for so long. He had a nice view of the setting sun, and hey, that means the light of dawn wouldn’t be shining in his face. While the sun was still a little ways above the horizon, he heard an odd rustling noise over in the vegetation, different from the background sounds he had gotten used to. He looked over, hoping it was a friendly man with a knife.

It was not a friendly man with a knife. But it wasn’t something bad, either. “Oh shit hello crabs!” Castys watched as they scuttled out of the treeline onto the beach, glad to have something fun to watch. One of them was slowly making its way towards him, and Castys wondered if he would be able to convince it to snip his bindings. “Hey there mister crab man, come on down, and please for the love of god untie me.” Yes, yes he was talking to a crab, because why not go full send on the insanity right away? It would be so much more fun, and it’s not like anyone else was here to judge him. “Yeah crab get in my zone-wow you’re kinda big.” He’d thought the crab was closer to him, but nope, it had been farther away but giant. Not like giant giant but not, like, normal crab size. It was almost as big as his torso maybe, but he was never great at estimating the relative sizes of things.

“You’re large but you’re a gentleman, ain’t ya? I don’t know why, but you just seem like a polite fellow.” The crab stopped not too far from Castys and just looked at him blankly. Or maybe it was making a face at him, but he couldn’t read crab body language. Could anyone read crab body language? Crabs, he would hope. “Could you bring me some tea, good sir? Or just...water. Water that’s not salty. I don’t actually like tea it literally tastes like nothing but you know what I would drink it now because I am thirsty.” There was a moment of silence. “Not like thirsty in the weird way some people are. I have no idea what that’s about. But like, I want water. Or...oh my god, Mr. Crab, bring me a coconut!” Castys closed his eyes and leaned his head back. “Yeah… that would be nice. Food and water and it’s prepackaged and I don’t know how I would eat it because my hands are tied but I’ll figure it out.”

A sudden sharp pinch against his wound jolted Castys out of his daydream. He looked down in horror to see that the crab was holding something in its claws. Something pinkish-red that was dripping blood down onto the sand. The bastard. The crab brought the piece of his flesh to its mouth and just ate it while staring right at Castys. “That,” he blinked in surprise a few times, “was incredibly rude.” The crab stayed still, watching him as it did its weird mouth movements that were maybe chewing. “You are absolutely not a gentleman. I rescind everything. You little garbage boy. Rapscallion. I bet you never get invited to the crab raves.”

And the crab. Had the audacity. To reach out its stupid pincher. And do it again. “Little bitch!” Castys yelled, squirming against the ropes in an attempt to scare the thing off. Shockingly, it did not work, because wounded, dying prey squirmed all the time, and...that’s pretty much what Castys was in this scenario, wasn’t he? He was just stuck sitting here while that stupid crab ripped off little pieces of him with its stupid crab pincher and put them in its stupid crab mouth. If he was lucky, this would make him bleed out and die faster and then he wouldn’t have an open wound anymore, which would be a bonus. Though, it had sand in it, and then if it healed…

A problem for another day.

Not the next day, though, or the one after, because, hooray, he was still tied to a rock, so even though he did die a few hours later, he couldn’t do anything about the Sand In His Insides. He made up a song about it, but singing it loudly did absolutely nothing to scare away the crab, whom he had named Crabstard (Crab Bastard). Crabstard seemed to think Castys was his new best friend, coming back regularly for meals. Castys liked to imagine killing and eating Crabstard as a show of dominance, but that made him wonder...would eating Crabstard be a form of autocannibalism? Because Crabstard had eaten him...

He wasn’t sure what was worse, Crabstard and his stupid giant pinchers, or the mosquitoes. There weren’t a ton of them, but their bites were just awful, littering his arms and legs with swollen, white boils, which were unusual and also very concerning but what the fuck could he do about it. Because of course he couldn’t scratch them, and they itched so much it hurt and he just had to endure it. Just like he had to endure fucking everything. The heat of the sun, the awful tingling in his arms, the soreness of his wrists, Crabstard pinching off bits of his flesh, the maddening pain and itch of all his bug bites, the hunger and thirst, the boredom, and the...the loneliness.

No, he was fine, he was fine with just himself, it was always just him anyway. He wasn’t imagining his crew rowing to shore and untying him and tending to him in his cold, dark cabin, because he couldn’t get his hopes up, because they probably weren’t even coming for him. They were just going to leave him behind like everyone else and fuck he was wasting water like a useless idiot and he couldn’t stop or even wipe them away and he probably deserved this for everything he’d done so what did it matter?

And, great, the next day he started hallucinating a passing ship and a rowboat coming for him. Thank you, dehydrated whore brain! Let’s get our stupid little hopes up! Dang, the people on the boat kind of even looked like some of his crewmates, which was rude of his brain to make this so realistic looking.

It wasn’t until his first mate, Kaveri, was untying him that Castys realized that this was real, that they’d really...really come for him. “I’m so glad we found you, Captain.” She pulled him into a hug as soon as he was free, and he hugged her back as best he could with his sore arms.

“I’m glad y’all did, too.” He leaned back when she let go and looked down at himself, wincing. “Well, before we get back to the ship, I am going to deliver a much needed death upon mys-“

“Captain, Captain, wait,” the ship’s medic, Sixtus, called as he ran over. He knelt beside Castys, taking his arm and examining the bug bites closely. “I knew it. These bites all over you are...they contain fly larvae. We’re going to need to dig them out before you heal yourself.”

“...what if I’ve died since I’ve gotten bitten. Like, earlier.”

“Well.” Sixtus breathed in sharply. “We will just have to wait for them to, uh, let us know where they are.” He sighed. “For now, let’s get you back to the ship and I’ll get out the ones I can. I don’t have the tools for it with me.”

“Can I kill Crabstard first?”

“Crab...stard?” Kaveri gave him a concerned look, and Sixtus felt his forehead.

“He’s a very impolite giant crab. He is my rival. I wish to vanquish him.” The other two shared a look.

“Do you know where this...this crab is?” Sixtus tried.

Castys held up a finger and opened his mouth, pausing for a second before shutting it and blinking a few times. “I. I do not. He just scuttles out of the trees to commit crimes every now and then. He has no friends.”

“Alright, in that case, no. You’re in no condition to wander around the island looking for a crab.” Sixtus held out his hand. “So, come on.”

“Fiiiine,” Castys groaned, letting the taller man help him to his feet. He was a little unsteady, but he was able to make it to the boat with Kaveri’s help. As they rowed away, he turned back to the island one last time, cupping his hands around his mouth as he yelled, “Fuck you Crabstard I hope you starve and die in a pit and the other crabs eat you!”

Once they made it back to the ship, Sixtus ushered Castys into his office, instructing him to sit up on the examination table and take his shirt and pants off. Kaveri helped him, opting to stay in case Sixtus needed a hand. He examined Castys thoroughly, using a lightstone to get a good look at the swollen bug bites littering his body as well as the number of small wounds in his side.

“These from the, uh, crab?” Sixtus asked as he gestured to them.

“Yup. Him and his stupid pinchers.”

“Alright, I know you don’t really get infections, but I’m going to clean these out just to be safe.” He paused. “Also it just feels. Really wrong not to. It’ll bother me if I don’t.”

“Do whatever, doctor man.” Castys did his best not to let his pain show as Sixtus dabbed at his wounds with a stingy liquid. It really didn’t hurt that much, but when Kaveri placed her hand on top of his as he gripped the edge of the table, he didn’t wave her off. He’d let it be Fuss Over The Captain Day. For their sake. Because they seem to have been worried about him.

“Alright, I’m all done with that, so if you could lay down, Captain, I’ll get started with removing those larvae. Kaveri, get him some rum and then hold him down.” She nodded, leaving and returning soon after with a small cup.

“You know, I haven’t had water in days,” Castys mused before winking at her and downing its contents. Kaveri shook her head.

“You literally emptied my waterskin while we were rowing back.”

“Oh dang, I forgot. Nevermind I’m actually not funny and am just stupid.” He scooted a bit and laid down with his hands behind his head. “Get rid of my worms.”

“They’re not-they’re not worms, Captain, they’re insects, since-” Sixtus stopped himself, folding his hands in front of his mouth. “Nevermind.” He cleared his throat. “Arms at your sides, please. Kaveri, if you would.” She nodded, holding down his shoulders as Sixtus turned Castys’s arm, locating the first larva he was going to remove. Castys breathed in sharply as the knife sliced into his arm, doing his best to keep still as Sixtus slid a pair of tweezers into the wound. The rum dulled his senses enough that it didn’t hurt as much as it could, but it certainly wasn’t painless, and he couldn’t help but gasp as Sixtus slowly pulled a small, wriggling grub out of the incision. He dropped it in a metal tray, cleaned the wound, and picked up his knife.

Then the process started all over again.

Castys didn’t bother counting how many times those tweezers probed around inside him, how many wet little plops he heard as another larva dropped into the tray. He focused on staying still, on the prickle of the rough wood table against his bare back, on the feeling of Kaveri’s hands on his shoulders, more comforting than restraining. They reminded him that he wasn’t alone in his suffering, for once. But he wasn’t supposed to need comfort, he was their immortal captain, the one who’d been through everything before and was strong enough to go through it again, the one his crew could always depend on to be strong. And here he was, teeth gritted against the pain, his forehead resting against Kaveri’s arm, fists clenched to mask their shaking, all over a few cuts and some little maggots.

“Alright,” Sixtus wiped his brow with the back of his hand, “I think that’s all of ‘em. That I can see, at least.” He looked down at Castys. “You had seventeen of those things in you, Captain.” He grimaced. “And possibly more, so please let me know if you feel anything, uh, wiggling. But for now, you’re free to...die.”

“Can’t believe I got a new world record for worm friends.” Castys grabbed the small leather pouch that usually hung around his neck from his pile of clothes, pulling it open.

“They’re not worms-”

“Thank you, Sixtus.” With that, Castys stuck his finger in the pouch and touched his death stone. He came back to life feeling infinitely better, but Kaveri and Sixtus still insisted he rest after he cleaned himself up. He grumbled, but he let Kaveri force him into his bed and bring him something to eat. Once he was finished, she collected his plate and stood awkwardly by his bedside.

“Do...do you want me to come back, Castys? Will you be alright?”

“Look, I’m honestly fine, you’re good. I’ve been through a lot worse, and I’m all healed up now so it doesn’t really matter.”

She pursed her lips. “I suppose, but that doesn’t mean that that didn’t still take a mental toll on you, and…” she sighed. “Just...call me if you need anything, alright?”

“Will do.” She nodded, but as she started to walk away, Castys realized there was something he’d rather not leave unsaid. “Wait, Kaveri?”

“Yes?”

“Th...thank you. For, uh, finding me.”

“Of course, Castys. We’ll always be there for you.” Castys opened his mouth to reply, but he stopped himself and just smiled and nodded, his shoulders only falling once she’d left.

He wished that were true.

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theimpossiblehologramtree · 4 years

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Making Queen members flower crowns would include

Pairing: Queen members x reader

Word count: (altogether) 1800+

Warnings: some sickening fluff, oh and swearing but that’s a standard, some slightly suggestive themes in john’s (implied sex) but nothing accually happens except a kiss

A/N: Hello you beautiful people! I’m back (don’t get used to that tho lol) I thought of this two years ago when i first saw Bohemian Rhapsody (SO 2 FUCKING YEARS AGO). Freddie’s is gender neutral. I tried to add a “keep reading” button but I’m not sure it works tbh because this hell of a side never cooperates.

Please keep in mind that English is not my first language.

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Brian May

You were laying on Brian's lap, the sun hitting your face pleasantly. This week the weather was nice and warm, which was something extremely unusual in England, so the two of you decided to head out to the country and have a little picnic.

After what felt like hours spent in the car ("Brian, for Christ's sake, would you open the bloody window, I can't breathe!" and "Bri, I love you, but if we don't get there in five minutes, I'm going to murder you, I swear") you finally found a nice clearing, where you could relax and forget about the stresses of city life.

Brian put down a blanket on the grass, near a small stream that flew through the forest. He brought the bag with food and drinks (you didn't have a basket, so you had to improvise).

You quickly put some sunscreen on your face and laid down, keeping your head propped on Brian's lap. He put a hat over his face and fell asleep, his chest rising steadily.

After some time (that fucking wasp didn't let you sit in one place), you stood up and noticed many beautiful flowers, growing on a nearby bush. You got lost in picking up the most beautiful ones, admiring each one carefully. When you got enough, you sat back down and started tying the stems together.

Suddenly you got an idea. Careful not to wake him up, you began sticking the flowers in Brian's dark curls.

Your now decorated boyfriend woke up and stretched, not noticing the colourful addition to his hair. This made you chuckle softly, but you decided to see how long it would take him to realize.

+"What is it, babe? Do I have something on my face?"

"No, Bri, I just remembered a funny joke, that's all."

"Oh tell me, then."

"What’s the difference between a lawnmower and an electric guitar?"

"Hm?"

"You can tune a lawnmower!"

You both enjoyed the rest of the day swimming in the stream, sunbathing and eating the snack you brought. And Brian somehow still didn't notice.

Until it was time for you to get home.

You got in the car ("Open the window now, it's like in the oven in here!") and Brian looked into the rear-view mirror.

+"Hey, (Y/N), what the fuck is that? I love it."

Roger Taylor

So honestly it would probably happen during one of his concerts.

You were backstage watching the show, enjoying every second of it. Freddie was in the middle of shouting some (very inappropriate) compliments to Brian's ass, slapping his buttcheeks. The crowd immediately went wild hundreds of fans screamed in unison. You chuckled under your breath, flashing a white smile at your beloved boyfriend Roger and his bandmates. You felt an arm wrap around your shoulders. Surprised, you turned around, your eyes meeting Mary's.

+"What's up, kiddo?" she smirked and patted your back.

"Oh, nothing much. Just Freddie being Freddie," you replied, making both of you erupt with laughter.

Suddenly you felt a familiar feeling form in the pit of your stomach. Out of nowhere, your hands became shaky, your breath shallow and quick. Feeling like you need some fresh air, you excused yourself.

+"Are you sure you're okay, (Y/N)?" Mary watched you carefully, her hand supporting you in case you fainted.

"Yes, Mary, I just need some fresh air. I'm extremely tired, and I haven't eaten anything since this morning" you reassured your friend. "I'm just gonna sit outside for a while."

"Do you want me to come with you?" she asked, still not convinced about your well-being.

"Yes, I wouldn't want to spoil the gig for you. I'll be back before you know it" you squeezed her hand and, after promising her to be careful, you headed outside.

You took a walk alongside the small patch of lawn beside the exit. After taking a couple of deep breaths, you noticed some daisies grow in the green grass. Without thinking much, you sat down and started picking them up and tying their stems together.

Your fingers worked quickly, making a beautiful flower crown, mindlessly.

Meanwhile, on stage, the boys were singing She makes me - a song that reminded Roger of you. He quickly glanced to his right, expecting to see your beautiful figure standing with Mary. But, much to his surprise, he couldn't see you anywhere. It was no secret that his eyesight was shit but, bloody hell, it wasn't that bad. His blue eyes were searching for you, frantically.

When the song ended, he quickly motioned to Freddie to take a quick break, while he went to check up on you. He practically sprinted to Mary, almost knocking down his drumkit and John.

+"You dumb fuck, watch where you're going, Rog!"

Usually, Roger would reply with some snarky comment, but at that moment he really didn't care. When he reached Mary, he didn't even need to ask her about you.

+"She's outside. Needed some fresh air" the girl shooked her head towards the exit.

Roger quickly walked outside, knowing that he couldn't stall the audience for too long. But at the same time, he must have made sure you were all right.

He got out of the building and searched for you. He spotted to sitting on a small patch of grass, holding a pretty flower crown in your hands. His heart ached at this sight.

+"Hello, love" he whispered, kneeling next to you. "Are you all right?"

"Yes, I am, Rog" you kissed his cheek. "I just felt a bit off, that's all."

You felt your boyfriend press a kiss to your hair. You smiled at the feeling, leaning into his touch.

You finally placed the finished flower crown on his head, brushing away loose strands of sweaty hair from his face, your hand gently brushing his temple. He took your tiny hands in his and kissed your fingers.

+"Do you wanna go back in there, sweetheart?" he asked sweetly, looking deeply into your eyes.

You nodded and pecked his lips, "Of course, Rog, I wouldn't want to miss any more of your show."

He smiled and lead you inside, placing his hand on the small of your back. You returned to Mary and wished your boyfriend good luck.

Roger kept the flowers on his head throughout the whole gig, sending you a dashing smile and winking at you every now and again.

I just think Roger would look sososo pretty in a flower crown.

John Deacon

It was a lovely afternoon in London. You and your fiancé John decided to take a walk after the whole day in the studio, recording songs.

Taking a walk in a nearby park was a great way to destress and release the tension accumulated during the day. It was something John realized pretty early on in your relationship and took full advantage of it. He loved wandering along the pebbled pathways that swirled around beautiful trees and bushes full of colourful flowers. Being in the presence of nature made him feel at ease and helped him relax.

But the real reason why he enjoyed your walks so much was you. He adored seeing your face light up with joy when you saw a squirrel run up a branch of an old oak or when you spotted a particularly beautiful fish in the small pond. He could watch you pick up fallen leaves for ages and hear you talk to little kids in a playground, showing them the shiny rocks you collected along the way.

To be honest, he always dreamt about starting a family with you and seeing you get along with kids so well only increased that desire.

Often after a walk, he was in the mood™, which, considering his shy nature, always took you by surprise.

Oh man, he just loved taking a walk in the park.

And today was no different.

You were walking hand in hand, admiring the blossoming flowers. Occasionally, you would stop and pick them up, making a small bouquet in the process. White daisies, pink clovers and blue forget-me-nots accumulated with every step you took.

John was telling you about the new idea he had for a song, kissing your cheek every now and again.

Listening to him, you started to fiddle with the flowers, tying them in knots. After a while ("And then, I think, we could include a gong, you know?") you were done with your creation.

You put the flowers on John's head and kissed his temple.

+"What's that, darling?" he asked you, surprised.

"Nothing, but I think you look sensational, my love" you replied, smiling innocently.

You felt John's hand bring you closer to him. He kissed you, entangling his long and incredibly skilled fingers in your hair. The kiss soon turned into more heated one.

+"I'll show you how sensational I really am, pretty girl."

Freddie Mercury

So with Freddie, it was probably at one of his parties.

He invited you along to have a drink with him and his bandmates.

You usually weren't the one for big and loud parties, but he kept asking you and you gave in.

+"Oh okay, Fred, I'll do it," you said after the twentieth time he had asked you.

"Fantastic, (Y/N)!" he exclaimed, loudly clapping his hands. "Just remember to wear a costume."

But you didn't really want to dress up in fancy dresses or costumes from different eras. Calling Mary, you asked her for advice and she told you to just wear some accessories.

So before the party, you went to a small flower shop and bought a small bouquet of purple lilacs. At home, you made a flower crown, hoping that dressing up as a nymph would be enough.

When you got to Freddie's house, you were greeted by a crowd of people in colourful skirts and suits with fashionable patterns. That's when you found Freddie, Roger, Brian and John, chilling on a couch with their dates.

+"Oh, (Y/N), you look marvellous, darling!" exclaimed Freddie dressed as a king, while he stood up to embrace you in a warm hug.

"Thank you, Fred, I made it myself" you smiled shyly.

You got some champagne and joined the conversation.

Suddenly, you felt a pat on your shoulder, and, when you turned around, you saw Freddie holding out a hand to you, asking you to dance with him. You gladly accepted and got up.

+"I really meant it, darling. You do look marvellous tonight" he whispered in your ear.

"Thank you, Freddie, you can have it if you'd like" you sent him a warm smile.

You took off his golden crown and set it aside. Gently taking off the flower crown from your head, you placed it on top of Fred's. He beamed at you and put his own crown on top of your head.

+"Now you rule here, darling."

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muwur · 4 years

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do u think u could write something fluffy for atsumu? :D (if not, bc he just showed up in the anime, futakuchi?) nd they/them pronouns pls :3 ty ty!!!

dating headcanons

✧ hc’s ✧ for atsumu and futakuchi

❧ gn reader

✎ 1.6k words

a/n: oml my first request fgrinffej thank u anon <3 been doing sum ~research~ and brainstorming snaccing and i hope this is okay ! >:) for u i shall do both ppl hehe. feel free to lmk if you would like me to redo or add anything, i wanna do my requests justice :*)

also i find myself gettin inspo at 4 am ofhfuohf i hope this is a bit fluffy, tho its a bit playful n snarky as well fnoggrefjf. also this took me so long bc i literaly got this whole other idea LMAOOOO but i find it more suitable as a separate piece so be on the lookout for that (nudge nudge itll feature atsumu ;) i got a bit carried away AAHA). here u goo

atsumu

✧ boi’s a tease

✧ on days he stays really late to practice so like?? most days LOL you drop by a nearby eatery and pick up some fatty tuna (or something else, you like to change it up sometimes even if fatty tuna is his fave) for him to munch on (gotta replenish your body!!)

✧ even though it’s for him, he’ll make you share the food with him as you both sit on a field nearby the gym

✧ likes to feed you but exaggerates it just to mess with you

✧ “say ahh, y/n” he coos with a smirk when he holds out some food from his chopsticks

✧ and just to mess with him back, you close your mouth around the piece, taking it from the chopsticks slowly and never breaking eye contact with him until after you chew and swallow

✧ “ah, that was delicious, honey” you smile cheekily

✧ rip atsumu, he malfuncc inside

✧ however

✧ fights you for the last piece of any food or snack you’re sharing

✧ “why even offer sharing if you’re just gonna hog it all”

✧ “you were just slower than me, that’s not my problem”

✧ in the end, he would definitely just let you have it. Only fights you when hes bored and wants to provoke you, which is often

✧ pretty affectionate in public. likes to ruffle your hair or place a head on your hand, no matter what height you are

✧ especially likes to do this when you’re annoyed at him, which kinda makes it not cute anymore and you just wanna punch him in the face

✧ as annoying as he could be tho you had to admit that your bickering could be quite fun he was definitely a caring partner

✧ is quick to take notice how youre feeling, liek:

✧ “hey, are you feeling okay?”

✧ “yeah im fine, why?”

✧ “you know you dont have to lie, right? you cant hide these things, anyways, i can just tell if something’s up. what’s wrong, babe?”

✧ pulls you aside to talk things out a little, then offers to spend some time together after practice

✧ squeezes your hand as he walks you home, plants a soft kiss to your forehead before parting ways, and says goodnight

✧ he also notices any changes, no matter how small, in your appearances:

✧ *scrutinizing you* “what do you want, atsumu?”

✧ “did you do something different today? maybe like with your hair or uniform or something?”

✧ “o-oh, yeah, i did.”

✧ “hm. it really suits you, actually.”

✧ “oh, thanks. it’s such a small change, i didnt think anyone would notice--”

✧ “dont get too ahead of yourself, i didnt say it looked nice-- im kidding, im kidding!” he has to say in order to defend himself from your piercing glare

✧ lowkey highkey cant go long without seeing you

✧ so when he finally gets to spend some time with you, he’s even more touchy than usual

✧ you eye him suspiciously before saying, “you’re acting like you missed me or something”

✧ “yeah, i did miss you. something wrong with that?” he asks, burying his face in your neck as he hugs you from behind

✧ “yes, because its been two days”

✧ expect lots of kisses and hugs, though. mans is deprived and he gets what he wants (with consent, of course)

✧ makes sure everyone knows he’s there to stand up for you if necessary, which can be pretty intimidating

✧ loves it when you fall asleep on his shoulder. will take selfies with your sleeping face and show you later

✧ “you look cute even when you’re drooling all over my arm”

✧ doesn’t talk about how he sniffed or kissed your head when you were asleep. definitely doesn’t admit how he was whispering about how lucky he was to be in love with you asdfghjk

✧ was the first to admit he loved you

✧ it occurred after his team won a game to qualify for nationals. excitedly, you raced your way to meet him and tackled him in a hug. who cares if he was sweaty. “i knew you guys would win, and im so proud, atsumu.”

✧ he stumbled a bit and hugged back. he pulled away shortly to look you in the eye

✧ “y/n, i love you.”

✧ and all you could do was blush before he pulled you into a soft, yet passionate kiss

✧ surrounded by like. literally everyone lol

✧ osamu just fake gags in the background

✧ later that day:

✧ “sooooo do I get a reward for winning ? ;)”

✧ “dont push your luck”

✧ but you do spend the night just chilling at his place, watching a movie and cuddling, unwinding from a long day

futakuchi

✧ you met each other in class, bonding over how bored and sleepy you both were

✧ one day he started passing you notes and you went with along it until this class’s purpose in y’alls lives was just for goofing off and totally not to see each other’s smiles or be a bit flirty

✧ loves to mess around with you, but also thinks highly of you

✧ shortly after you started dating and met the boy’s volleyball team, moniwa asks you to please keep futakuchi in line

✧ “babe, please, you’re driving your seniors crazy”

✧ but ever since he became captain, you could sense that futakuchi seemed more responsible

✧ but poor bby was also wayyyy more tired than usual

✧ you poked his back with your pencil whenever you found him dozing off in class, just in time before he risked getting caught by the teacher

✧ you also nagged him about getting more rest and maintaining his health, doing things to help him out until he gave in and made a better attempt at taking care of himself

✧ unless you have other activities going on, you’d usually come by the gym to watch practice and then walk home with futakuchi

✧ you always bring him and his team snacks. they all love you, especially koganegawa

✧ “how are you and y/n dating, they’re so much nicer than futaku--”

✧ cant even finish his sentence before the captain smacks his head and poor kogane chokes on his snacc

✧ but les be real you also go to admire your manz

✧ on the walk home one day:

✧ “you hit a really good spike today”

✧ sheepishly scratches the back of his head, “oh, thanks. kogane’s sets are improving, so it’s getting easier to hit the ball”

✧ secretly loves and craves your praise

✧ futakuchi’s pretty down for pda. you two can often be seen walking down the aisles, hand in hand

✧ will also give you lots of pecks, especially on your cheeks and lips

✧ he also insists on helping you carry your things

✧ wants you to rely on him

✧ saw you shivering once and took his jacket off, draping it around you like nbd

✧ lets just say he wishes he coulda thought of that sooner dhqnwxhgergk youre not allowed to look this cute

✧ but now you literally keep half his closet in your house cuz he always tells you to return it whenever you want

✧ could go on dates anywhere and literally have such a good time. the night market? y’all will share foods and play games the whole time. the park? he could go for a nice, relaxing walk, or if it’s at night, he’d love to lie in the grass and admire the night sky with you (as long as you hold hands lol). at home? would totally binge some shows or movies with you, has sour gummies n a blanket ready to share hog

✧ can be a tease, but will protect you at all costs

✧ glares at anyone who looks at you with interest (boi gets jealous)

✧ had to pull you into his arms and give you a kiss to save you from getting hit on by someone from a rival school. “hey babe, i’ve been looking for you. let’s head back, everyone’s waiting.”

✧ you happily follow him, not noticing how futakuchi looks back at his now sworn-enemy and sticks his tongue out at them

✧ he will fIGHT anyone who hurts you, is very overprotective to say the least

✧ always makes sure he knows where you’re at, starts to worry a bit if you’ve gone mia

✧ got reallly worried one time when he called you like 5 times and you didnt pick up!

✧ 20 minutes later his phone rings and he picks it up immediately. “hello? y/n? are you okay?? you haven’t been answering me for a while.”

✧ “ahh, yes, im sorry about that, my phone died :P”

✧ thinks the best cuddles are the ones in which you both end up falling asleep. also likes to admire your sleeping face totes not a creeper

✧ also loveloveloves to snuggle you from behind and bury his face in your neck and loves to just smELL you

✧ you told him you loved him first

✧ you were having a rough day when you heard a knock on your door

✧ opening it, you found a futakuchi giving you a small smile and carrying a plastic bag full of goodies. “i, uh, didn’t want you to be alone, so i thought we could hang out for a bit? just us two, your favorite snacks, and whatever else you want to do”

✧ touched by his gesture, you pulled him in by his jacket’s collar and gave him a long kiss

✧ after separating, you looked into his eyes as you cupped his face gently. “thank you, kenji. i love you. this means a lot to me”

✧ ejiufnicenjfdhksujsk he nearly melted in place

✧ later tries playing the pocky game with you, but then y’all forget about the pocky after your first round and stick to the smooching

#haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu reader insert #atsumu x reader #atsumu miya #futakuchi kenji #futakuchi x reader #haikyuu x you

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beecherdrysdale · 3 years

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Hi bbs, we are back for another part of greece:) also if Quinner and Jamie could come real quick, I need cuddlessss

Brigid I’ve been having constant baby fever after our convos so thank you :) like I just want all of that to happen lol.

Kesh- thank you for your your responses I don’t have much to add, but I loved all of it ! Also yes a red sundress would look gorgeous on you:).

Adding onto some thoughts:

- yes yes yes to the new chains. That photo of Quinner shirtless is on my mind constantly and this will be the look in Greece lol, and now we know that he does have a chain that he wears. It’s a silver chain for me, wbu?.

- beanie stealing will ofc happen. Like softest look ever esp with Jamie.

Now adding onto more thoughts hehe:

-yes to all of these soft moments. Like freckle tracing is just so cuteeeee. and ofc play w his hair cuz it is amazing. I ofc am honorary photo taker of Brigids cute moments with Jamie so lots of photos will be provided.

-hmmmm what if I want too..... like Jamie is down to makeout anywhere lol.

- hehe I’m still laughing, Jamie paying cozzy to sit with you. Hehe cozzy and devon are just vv chill and no action will be happening with them. Just a very quiet flight for those two. Kesh and Kirby are just not available to deal with us yet lol.

- hehe yes dyl better buy you food after the flight bc he’s heavyyyyyy. like I said before Jamie just gives ofc the biggest makeout vibes so ofc you gotta do it on the plane. hehe you gotta make sure that dyl, me, Quinner and Ryan are all occupied so we don’t see that. If dyl does see he’d be like no no no I can’t handle this right now. ‘Ummm Brigid maybe we shouldn’t bother bowen’ so Jamie keeps you calm. Which I love bc it’s so cute how you two help each other.

-hehe why do I see Peyton accidentally hitting dyl in the head while trying to give you a snack and we all quietly laugh bc Dylan’s still passed out and that it was a pretty hard throw.

-hehe yes. Like how is that possible to drink that much coffee and still sleep. Like he passes out 5 mins after take off. Okkk can I just say that I love rope bracelets so Quinner wearing one is just necessary. awww Brigid this made me melt, him pretending to sleep bc he’s enjoying it sm 🥺. hehe yes Quinner saved you with this one brigid bc I fidget a lottttt. ‘Lexi I swear if you kick my chair one more time’ ‘sorry brigid I’ll do something’ and I’m like what does that mean?.

I think we all want to see me slap Ryan awake. And he’s wake up so startled hehe. Yessss clear hair, pretty hair = happy life lol.

First night in Greece:

- I see you brigid, going after but we both know you two are loudddddd hehe. Ok so I see Ryan starting the tag and him tagging Braden and then Braden tags me and we all just start running around. All of us are looking for you and Jamie but we notice that we can’t find you until we notice Jamie’s shirt on the floor. So we all just run away ‘here we go again guys’ ‘hey Peyton I dare you to walk in’ absolutely not does it look like I wanna see that’ ‘guys let’s just give them so privacy’.

- aw a slumber party would just be so fun. ‘I’m sorry what’s the point of hydrating your face lexi?’ ‘ what does that even mean. Wait I’m sorry do you not use moisturizer Ryan?’ all of us just watching movies and bonding. Also pillow fightttttt! It would become very intense.

- ok we must have a girls day in Greece. and yes we have moneyyyyyyy. ‘Wait has anybody seen Brigid?’ ‘Hmm no I haven’t’ and they all just start looking for us and we come back and are like seriously you guys?.

-everybody looks so hot in water so moments will be happening. ya Ryan try us.

Next day:

- Brigid I’m with you here I’m like constantly hungry lol. So we’d just eat a mountain of food. Ooo yess we need some energy after our eventful nights😏.

- ok cliff diving is so fun. hehe Jamie looking terrified but you just grab him and jump. the hype up would involve a lot of slapping imao. haha ok if you’re not marco the entire time. I think I’ll go w dyl bc I wanna bond with him lol. The boys need your help bc swimming is hard. And then Jamie can piggy back you out of the water. And cuddle with you on the beach.

- awww I love this, holding hands while scuba diving. hehe yes I wow you all with my not forgotten guitar skills. ‘Please dyl can I try’ ‘no I’m scared you’re gonna drop my guitar in the water’ ‘I promise I won’t’. Lol this was random. actually a song i know how to play on guitar is Our last summer from mamma mia so we can all sing that :). I love cuddling our bbs on the boat.

- awww I love Jamie finding your wallpaper and him asking that in the most soft voice ever 🥺. And ofc some kisses will be exchanged. vv cute moment all together.

- we’d have the most chaotic moments at night while we are tipsy lol. Like some would try to race up the stairs and fall. Some dare each other to jump over stuff.

-so after dinner we just encounter a live band and see some people dancing and it’s pretty out with lights everywhere. ‘Hey bb wanna dance with me?’ And ofc you agree so you two take off to dance. Aww you tucking you me face into his chest🥺 and he just tightens his grip on your waist. Kesh and Kirby are #couplegoals they are the best dancers out there. hehe ofc Quinner is slow, but then he realizes that he wants to dance like that as well so he asks me to dance and we have a cute dance as well.

Next dayyy:

Hehe yes me and Ryan falling I feel like would be vv funny. It’s just all very sudden. imao you’re a hockey player it’s in your job description.

The chirps that would be happening ‘ hey brigid seems like you had an eventful night and he looks at your small hickey’ ‘ I saw a girl come out of your room this morning Cole. What are you doing trying to go through every girl in Mykonos by the time we leave’

‘I think by the time we leave there won’t be any more girls left.’ -Lexi.

Haha I would (no offence) totally abandon you to go play tennis with a pro. aww thank you for taking the photos. Lol everybody would just be confused on where I went for the afternoon.

Next day: I honestly think that for our final days of Greece we should just all be on the beach lol bc that is mostly what you can do there. Like all of us just bonding, playing volleyball, riding on jet skis, tanning, getting tipsy lol.

So now it’s travel day so we all head to the airport, chaotic as usual. And we are ready to board our flight to the beautiful ITALY 🇮🇹.

Get ready.

Sorry if this was kinda bad.

Enjoyyyyy

‘uhehe ok i’m finally responding, welcome to the last part of greece:) once again a longgggg post

okkk so before we start discussing the trip a couple random things:

yesss ik this was from a couple days ago when lexi and i both really needed cuddles but i’m always down for jamie cuddles, so quinner and jamie better come cuddle us real quick (also kirby better come for kesh)

haha sameeee i’m having such bb fever, i just want a bb jamie🥺

yes kesh ty for your responses i love them :) also you would look so cute in a red sundress

okkk adding on to random thoughts:

yesssss to chains, like that’s so hot. i love the quinner pic with the chain that we found lol. haha same silver chains>>>gold chains

awwww yes i love beanie stealing, it just seems so soft to me that you want to wear their clothes bc it reminds you of them🥺 and also bc it’s comfy lol

adding on to more thoughts lol:

awww yes freckle tracing is so soft, i love it🥰 and i just want to play with his hair, which is somehow amazing even tho he probably uses a 3-in-1. tyyy lexi for being our photo taker lol, i need you to send me the pics so i can put them as my wallpaper

lmaooo why do you feel the need to drag me and jamie into our discussion about you and quinner? it’s ok tho, this is true jamie and i are down to make out anywhere lol. we’ll find somewhere semi-private tho lol bc it’s kind of weird if you’re just making out in the middle of the airport

lmaooo i love that jamie’s literally paying $50 just to sit with me, like that’s kind of a lot of money lol. but then devon and cozzy are just chilling on the flight and just sleeping for most of it so their row is vv quiet. and kesh and kirby are just not at all ready to deal with our chaos this early in the morning lol

yes dylan you better buy me food, i’m hungry af and you’re heavy so i deserve it. hehe yes jamie and i have a little makeout sesh while dyl is asleep bc we know dyl would freak out if he saw lmao. but at this point idc if you and ryan see bc you’ll find a way to chirp us no matter what lmao. ‘ummm brigid let’s let bo sleep’ so he has to grab my hand or put his hand on my leg to stop my fidgeting🥺

lmaoooo dyl getting hit in the head with one of the snacks that was meant for me bc apparently peyton can’t aim. but somehow dyl doesn’t wake up lol

okkk yes quinner is somehow asleep 5 minutes after the plane takes off so lexi starts playing with his hair and his rope bracelet. and then quinner pretends he’s still asleep bc it feels good🥺 but thankfully he wakes up to stop you from fidgeting bc or else i’d end up punching you lmao

hehe yes ryan might get annoyed by you slapping him but it’s fine. and we’ll all be living our best life in greece lol

first nightttttt:

lmao noooo jamie and i are not that loud. hehe yep you guys just start a game of tag and just start sprinting around the hotel. hehe you come to my and jamie’s room looking to tag one of us and then you see jamie’s shirt on the floor and it’s just ‘hey peyton i dare you to go in and tag one of them’ ‘absolutely fucking not i don’t want to say that’ and then kesh is like ‘all right, let’s just give them privacy’ lmaooo

yessss a slumber party!! ‘what’s hydrating your face? like what does that even mean?’ ‘ummm do you not use moisturizer ryan? how is your face not completely dry?’ hehe yes we would watch a bunch of movies and stuff, but then we would have an epic pillow fight and i would be beating everyone up lmao

hehe yessss girls day in greece! and we have money so we can buy whatever we want

lmaoooo everyone looking for jamie and i and peyton finds us ‘ahhhh my eyes!!’ ‘seriously guys? again?’ hehe we would all be having hot water moments tho

next day:

haha we eat like the entire breakfast buffet at the hotel bc there are so many of us and everyone else at the restaurant is just like where’d the food go? hehe we need it for sustenance tho to make up for all the calories we burned😏

hehe yeah cliff diving is so fun, i have to pull jamie in with me before he backs out bc he’s scared lol. lmaoooo you and ryan and quinner have the best hype up before you jump. and then once everyone’s in we’re playing marco polo and i’m just destroying bc im good at swimming lol. haha then we have to send you and dyl to find the way back up while i help the boys swim lol. awww yes i love jamie piggybacking me out of the water and then cuddling with me on the beach🥰

awwww yes hand holding while scuba diving is the cutest. and then while we’re on the boat you can resuscitate your guitar skills for us ‘pleaseeee dyl i want to try’ ‘no you’re gonna drop it in’ ‘nooo i promise i won’t, just let me try please?’ so then he does and you wow us with your skills and we all sing along. and we’re just cuddling our bbs on the boat🥺

yesssss omg jamie just going to do something on my phone and then he sees i change my wallpaper and in the softest voice ‘i’m your wallpaper?’🥺🥰 and i’m like ‘yeah is that ok?’ and he’s just like ‘ofc’ and then soft kisses

lmaoooo yes we’re the most chaotic people ever when we’re tipsy. lol we’re all racing each other and daring each other to do stuff

awwww yes we see a live band so jamie asks me to dance ‘hey bb, come dance with me?’ in the softest voice, and ofc i say yes and i tuck my face in his chest while we dance🥺 and he just pulls me closer. and then kirby and kesh are somehow just amazing at dancing and perfectly in sync bc they’re like the perfect couple sooo. and quinner is just a bit slow on the uptake, but then he eventually asks you to dance and then you guys just have a cute slow dance and you’re playing with the little baby hairs at the back of his head if you know what i’m talking about

next dayyyyyyy:

lmaooo you and ryan falling down the stairs would be so funny, like one minute you’re walking and the next you’re just tumbling down the stairs. ‘you’re a hockey player it’s in your job description’ love that lol

lol the chirps that are happening ‘hey brigid and jamie looks like you had an eventful night’ ‘shut uppp cole, i saw another girl coming out of your room this morning? what, are you trying to get through every girl in mykonos before we leave?’ lexi: ‘i think by the time we leave there aren’t gonna be any girls left’

hehe yes lexi dips to go play tennis with the pros, but kesh and i come find you and we take photos for you

rest of the days:

we’re on the beach alllll the time, doing whatever, like volleyball, jet skis, tanning, just swimming, etc. and ofc getting tipsy

hehe our travel day is soooo chaotic again, but we somehow get our flight on time to go to italy

overall, i love all of this, it was amazing

#ask answered #anon answered #skating anon

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yawnjunie · 4 years

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extra long tag game (seriously, it’s very long)

tagged by: @soobindipity (ty eri!)

tagging: @acethetiques, @bloomingjun, @txtdream, @bulgo-gyu...(i’m honestly so lazy so if you want to do this, go ahead! feel free to ignore if you were tagged)

ONE

tell me the first song that made you stan your current fave group and why did your faves attract you so much?

side effects! (oops this is a txt blog) but i’m pretty sure this is what made me want to stan skz! the song is very experimental, as it’s psychedelic edm (i believe), but i liked it a lot after a few listens. i was totally obsessed with the choreography as well, because the whole thing is just...art. they attracted me because their style of music was different than what i had seen before, and on top of being extremely talented and creative people, they were also super funny and caring.

another group that comes really close to being my favs is day6 (and i cannot even begin to describe my infatuation with this group). i listened to “shoot me” and “sweet chaos” and BAM that’s all it took to drag me into stanning this group. i’m not familiar with the inside jokes and all that, but i just love listening to their music! there is not a single bad song in their entire discography! i also have the largest heart eyes for young k’s “young one” project covers and eaJ’s original songs.

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TWO

rule: answer the ten questions and write your own!

what’s your unrealistic goal for life?

going to an ivy league or just any amazing school in general (lol is this really gonna happen tho 🤪)

if you had known that we would be in a global pandemic, what’s one thing that you would’ve done before things shut down (if they have for you)?

gone out with my friends, probably (going for a boba run, going to the mall, etc.)

what’s an unconventional thing that you carry around with you when you go out?

a tiny book called “be active” by charles m. schulz, filled with motivation quotes. i also bring around a book, in case i get bored.

favourite type of plushies and why?

the extra fluffy kind that i can hug or use as a pillow, but i like the bear plushies a lot too (from daiso/miniso).

favourite song right now?

darn i don’t have one 😳 but i like listening to “ribs” by lorde

something that you’ve always wanted to learn?

how to make macarons, how to make/compose music, the korean language

tell a funny story about yourself (or just something that you’ve witnessed)

i can’t think of something off the top of my head :( (i promise my life isn’t that boring but my brain isn’t conjuring up anything helpful)

headphones or speakers? why?

headphones when i want to listen to music by myself/with a friend, speakers when i want to share music openly

craving any food right now? what are you craving?

banh mi and 🍅 (even though i just had a bowl of them...sorry beomgyu)

+ also this coconut that i’m trying to open? but it’s not cooperating with me 😔

which music streaming platform do you prefer? why?

spotify, it’s unproblematic for the most part

ten questions (by eri, answered)

1. what’s the best trip/vacation you’ve ever had?

when i went on a tour of china (i went to a bunch of places, from the city to the mountains). it was fun exploring places i’ve never been to!

2. do you have any random fears/phobias? if yes, what are they?

spiders and bugs :(

3. weirdest food you’ve ever eaten?

either mangostine (i hated it, sorry soobin) or frog legs

4. do you have any hidden talents? what can you do?

uhhhhhhhhhhh i can memorize things quickly? i mean i don’t think it’s that big of a talent but i can remember trivial history facts really well

5. what is an activity you’d like to try out someday?

swimming underneath a waterfall or just living in the wilderness

6. when did you get your first phone and what type of phone was it?

a very long time ago when i was in 2nd grade, when i first got an ancient flip-phone...i pretty much never touched it because i never really needed to use it

7. what is a movie you never get tired of watching?

kimi no nawa! i’ve watched that movie 3 times already and it’s a great movie so i wouldn’t mind watching it again :)

8. biggest pet peeve?

dirt encrusted fingernails >:(

9. earliest childhood memory?

i’m not sure :( my memory is just a jumble of things from my childhood

10. as a child, what did you want to be? what about now?

i wanted to be anything and everything...one day i would be like “i’m going to be a doctor” and the next i would be like “nvm i want to be a magician” and as for now, i’m actually not sure because i’m interesting in many fields, including areas in both sciences and humanities.

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THREE

rule: bold the statements that apply to you, italicize your aspirations, then tag nine people.

AIR ༉⋆͙̈

i have small hands / i love the night sky / i watch animals and birds when i pass them by / i drink herbal tea / i wake to see the dawn / the smell of dust is comforting / i’m valued for being wise / i prefer books to music / i meditate / i find joy in learning new truths from the world around me

FIRE ༉⋆͙̈

i don’t have straight hair / i like to wear ripped jeans and overalls / i play an organized sport / i love dogs / i am not afraid of adventure / i love to talk to strangers / i always try new foods / i enjoy road trips / summer is my favorite season / my radio is always playing

WATER ༉⋆͙̈

i wear bracelets on my wrists / i love the bustle of the city / i have more than one set of piercings / i read poetry / i love the sound of a thunderstorm / i want to travel the world / i sleep past midday most days / i love simply lit dinners and fluorescent signs / i rewatch kids shows out of nostalgia / i see emotions in colors not words

EARTH ༉⋆͙̈

i wear glasses or contacts / i enjoy doing the laundry / i am a vegetarian or vegan / i have an excellent sense of time / my humor is very cheerful / i am a valued advisor to my friends / i believe in true love / i love this chill of mountain air / i’m always listening to music / i am highly trusted by the people in my life

AETHER ༉⋆͙̈

i go without makeup in my daily life / i make my own artwork / i keep on track of my tasks and time / i always know true north / i see beauty in everything / i can always smell flowers / i smile at everyone i pass by / i always fear history repeating itself / i have recovered from a mental disorder / i can love unconditionally

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FOUR

PERSONAL

name: blu

nickname: blu

birthday: sometime when the flowers bloom

zodiac: aries

nationality: american

languages: english, chinese, spanish, (a bit of) japanese

gender: female

sexuality: straight

height: [redacted]

BLOG STUFF

inspiration for muse: txt and other groups i stan! i also like to take inspiration from my life experiences, books i’ve read, songs, movies. shows, and so on.

meaning behind my url: there weren’t any canon urls for yeonjun so my brain somehow went hmm? yawnjunie? sounds good (i’ve been asked this before and honestly there isn’t much logic behind my url lol)

blog established: June 5th, 2020

followers: 153 (it’s a small-ish community but thank you all for the support!)

FAVORITES

favourite animals: dogs, cats, wolves, foxes (i just love animals in general)

favourite books: asoue, the miraculous journey of edward tulane, the joy luck club, the giver series (there are more but i can’t think of them)

favourite colour: blue (i love all the colors)

favourite fictional characters: alyssa and james (teotfw), the baudelaires (asoue), and other people i can’t think of atm

favourite flower: i don’t think i have a specific favorite flower, but i like orchids!

favourite scent: the scent of pu’er tea (or the scent of dried flowers)

favourite season: i don’t have one, but i’m leaning towards autumn

RANDOM

average hours of sleep: 6-9

cats or dogs: dogs (i’m serious)

coffee, tea or hot chocolate: tea all the way

current time: 01:05

dream trip: south america, europe, japan

dream job: tbd :’) (but i want to be in a profession in which i’m helping people)

hobbies: eating, playing piano, being a tubbs™

hogwarts house: ravenclaw (i think)

last movie watched: can’t remember, but it was probably a film about a mermaid who tried to find true love on land but ended up dying

last song listened to: i’m in love with you by kina

no. of blankets you sleep with: 1-2

random fact(s): i love mint chocolate ice cream, i like my milk tea with a bunch of toppings (pudding, aloe vera, boba pearls, etc.)

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FIVE

10 things I can’t stop listening to

if i could ride a bike - chevy

pinocchio - eaJ

fly me to the moon - young k

holo - lee hi

lmm - hwasa

man in a movie - day6

laughing on the outside - bernadette carroll

remember (from natsume’s book of friends) - uru

sparkle - radwimps

i loved you - day6

#the comprehensive profile of blu #this is more info about me than is on my actual about page whoops #about #tag game

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cnc-hoebayb · 6 years

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Phone sex w/ cnco

Okay y’all, i feel like maybe i heard someone talk bout this concept once, or idk if someone already has done it buttttt...

Here’s my pitch bc i can fux wit this idea

Erick

-Not that great at it tbh

-His way is more like sending nudes if we’re being honest

-Totally amateur, but i mean that just makes it more intimate and personal

-Is actually really good at the build up tho

-Isn’t just “send noodz”, maybe he’ll start with just a shirtless pic of him in bed with a “😏”

-And the pics get more and more risky between the both of you

-Literally you’re just reading his words off blurry Snapchat pics and they’re still the sweetest throughout it all

-“Que Bonita te ves..” (lol get it) or “No puedo esperar verte mañana,”

-Will also break in the middle of the steamiest parts to send you a pic of his eyes and forehead n be like “what movie is on behind u?”

-Rarely sends videos bc he thinks it’s a lil embarrassing

-But when he does it’s bc you like to hear his voice when he’s all worked up

-So he’ll send it right when he knows you can’t hold on any longer

-Can probably just go back to a regular snap conversation after like no problem

Zabdiel

-Will definitely call you after a rough day and just wanna vent about it

-And he’s so stressed and you haven’t seen him in like a month n you’re so desperate for him

-So you’ll be like “is anyone there??” And after hes like “no why” you start to tell him how you feel, what you’re wearing..

-Would totally swing right into it like “tell me what you’d want me to do to you”

-And this whole time you were supposed to be the one pulling all the sexy comments but he’s the one that takes over and just makes your head spin

-He’d tell you what to do to yourself, to imagine it was him instead of your fingers doing the job

-Loves when you say his name, even over little cracks through your poor phone service

-Would give little grunts of approval on his side to let you know to keep talking or that he likes it

-After it’s all said in done, he just lulls you with sweet nothings until one of you falls asleep

-“te extraño, te amo”

Joel

-Never initiates first like nuh uh hunnyy

-Like, not that he doesn’t want to, he’s just too nervous that you’ll be in the wrong place and time or even worSe what if you answer and he says something na$ty but the whole time u were on speaker in public :o

-But he’ll for sure tease it over text or somethin for awhile

-Send snaps of him in the mirror, wrapped only in a towel like “shower time 💦”

-Or he’ll say stuff about how he was working out earlier bc he knows you love to think of him all sweaty and pumping with that post- workout energy

-So you just feel obligated to call him and chew him out for being a tease like “ur such a teenager sometimes”

-And hes like “oh ya??...”

-And you’re like “.....yea...are we doing this or not?”

-It all turns into sexy picture war over snap

-He’s a respectful boy and won’t send pics of the d until u really ready

-The whole time you’re like talking on the phone while also taking these steamy pics so eventually you’re just like “let’s stop, i just want you to talk to me,”

-And he’ll pull all the nastiest and fuckboyish things out of his mind

-“I know you want it- tell me how bad you do”

-And you just kinda whine to agree, but nooo he wants you to reallyyy tell him

-Makes you sweetly moan his name time and time again and “Joel, Dios mío- i want you so bad,” the whole entire call

-Tries not to make it obvious when he’s about to lose it, so you start to sweet talk him when you hear his little gasps from the other side of the phone

-It’s a spiritual experience

Richard

-oh my god this boy

-Not afraid for it anytime, anywhere, no matter if he’s even in a different country or not, this man will call you if you just went to the store without him

-Likes to call you knowing you’re in public, or with friends/family tho

-Starts the convo like “baby, i miss you..” in that low gravely voice he knows hits you different

-He’ll go straight into the dirty stuff immediately after, telling you how if he were there with you, he’d take you to the nearest bathroom/the car and play out the hottest scenarios you’ve ever heard

-You just start blushing hardcore bc he gets to you so much

-So wherever you are, you just gotta excuse yourself and regain composure for a minute

-okAy and like imagine this real quick 4 me

-Hes FaceTiming/video chat one night,.. but maybe you’re wearing a baggy cut off shirt and it kinda slides off a little too far and he’s like “whoa mamí, don’t have to get naked for me yet” as a joke

-And you play around for a bit pretending like you’re gonna flash him or your shirt is gonna slide off again, and you’re both cracking up and making dumb jokes about it thEN

-He gets all serious and is like “bet you won’t take it off right now” so you’re like bET and pull it off like nothin bc you can’t back down from a good challenge

-And hes like “now take off ___” - so you do that too

-Until you’re in nothing but underwear and he’s just smirking sooo big

-Tells you how to touch yourself, watching as close to his screen he can as you go to town

-Isn’t even afraid to whip it out over video chat like y’all are just so open and comfortable with each other it’s not even a taboo

Chris

-im not saying that he’s a master at all of the above but....

-I am actually

-His fav thing to do tho is like tease it through bursts of texts during the day

-Will start as soon as you get to work

-“You look amazing today...” and then maybe an hour later like “no puedo dejar de pensar en tu cuerpo”

-Basically he be on some scum shit for awhile, building up texts and getting riskier....

-“And when you think you can’t handle my tongue any longer I-“ you see the notification and twitch as he continues to type.....then he stops.

-Ghosts you for a hot minute, no continuation

-And wtf like he can’t do that, so you bombard text him after a couple hours

-Only responds with “Call me when you get home”

-Sends a singular picture of him in a looowww hanging towel while he’s getting in the shower

-When you get home you call him riGhT away like no hesitation

-He does that “mmmmhmm” in that low ass growl and you’re 😩💦

-Makes you work for it tho

-Wants you to get ready for him, put on your sexiest lingerie, or just what makes you feel beautiful

-As soon as you do that, he’ll tell you exactly how to take it off, where to touch along the way, tell him how it feels and imagine him with you the whole time

-LASTs the WHOLE NIGHT LIKEE

-You can last rounds with him in person, but you never knew the capacity he had to wear you out without even being there

-makes you bEG

-“Say it- wanna hear u say how much you need me, amor”

-and like can y’all just imagine his voice the whole time, it’s just so clear n crisp through your phone speakers, and you just hear him holdin back noises, maybe letting a couple guttural moans slip and it’s so bone chilling that it alone can just send you into a full spiral...

-Talks you through multiple orgasms all in different ways (dirty, soft, sweet n lovey)

-Alright maybe i should stop

#i have so many feeli gs bout this k #can i get me a chris #porfaa #new challenge guys #set me up with one of ya homies that is like chris #or who u think is my type lmaoo #just send em my way #ill be waiting #cnco #cnco smut #cnco imagine #christopher velez #richard camacho #joel pimentel #zabdiel de jesus #erick brian colon

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punkscowardschampions · 5 years

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Rio & Indie

Rio: Hey, where you at? Indie: the boys hit me up but i slipped gonna be long afore im back in right ends Indie: y what u need? Rio: need to put a chip in you, honestly Rio: just wondering if you'd be back 'fore I go work but don't think so by sounds of 😂 Rio: it's cool, just gotta hit you w some info Indie: ✌✌ manz drumz all be looking the same type of way when u out the 24 innit not my bad Indie: come thru w it then ma im 👂👂👂👂 Rio: long as you keep 👀 too Rio: don't be getting stuck in the suburbs, like 😬 Indie: gon wrap myself up & put me on a step like 👶 wen i need feeding its chill 😂😂 Rio: n'awh, you cute enough, babe Rio: but I got you food here, don't do me like that 💔 Rio: social back on our case Rio: 'specially 'cos I'm bouncing for a bit Indie: is it? now you got me like that 💔💔💔 Indie: how u tryna leave me bitch & who for?? Rio: I know having me off your back got you more like 🙌🙌🙌 Rio: I'm gonna go get some sun, looking like one of the fam too hard init Indie: dont be doin urself that dirty i kno u cant hang but u aint need it outted hardcore we can keep it 🤐🤐 like Indie: be a rudegirl in the 👀 of the rest i got u Indie: drop that 411 on the who tho i kno u aint tryna be alone 😏😏 Rio: 🙄 GURL please Rio: I invented hanging b4 you were out of pampers, don't cheek me Rio: nah fr, I am so sick of boys Indie: u a 👶 hitting the club like ayyyyyyy i vibe w that Indie: 🍀 gdad is that much of a real one 🍻 Indie: u gotta watch when there still an ex in the yard i feel u Rio: mhmm, spent way too much of my life in that pub Rio: clearly can't get enough though 🤷 Rio: and what boys do I know that can afford to come with? Rio: not into anyone enough to be paying their way tah Indie: i aint kno cos u aint laid no destination on me bitch could be boujee or budget innit sun still shines Indie: imma just say check yo case for dat boyy hes WELL on top its a dred thing Rio: Oh my bad Rio: packing got me like Rio: 🍔🎆🦅🔫 Rio: there's your clue Indie: o damn k didnt think ud be on me to do no homework but 🏈 man Indie: i follow dat & it follows thru u gotta bring me back an american boy ✌✌ they like another species its a madness & it be like 🔬🏫😂😂 Rio: 😂👏 Rio: I'll try and fit one in my bag, like Rio: Gonna be gone 10 days, that's alright, yeah? I'll sort everything, make sure dickhead knows so he won't show up whilst I'm gone Indie: not too small innit tho 😏😏😍😍🤤 Indie: fr? oo the real talk b how you affording that if no mans b picking up the check got me suspicious on you now 👀 Indie: did u rinse his 💸💸 afore u bounced like? 💪✌ Indie: call it tourist tax for how he livin Rio: 😂 you the most, bitch Rio: get me done for trafficking, even your da would never Rio: and what 💸 Rio: any bag he got going up his nose Rio: maybe I had help but that don't mean the man gotta be there when I am, like Rio: rule no.1 Indie: o shit 👏👏 girl u 💖💣💣🔥🔥🔥 if that aint prove u wilder than drew ever tryna be so imma expect my boy ty 💋 Rio: 💕👑 Rio: failing that, shit ton of junk food, yeah? Indie: lbr thatd do me better 😍😍🤤🤤🤤 Indie: how rule 2 b then?? hit me w that schoolin mama Indie: i got my pen & paper out rn Indie: 🤓🤓🤓 Rio: damn Rio: take 📸 so your teachers believe Rio: just need to bribe you, duh, ain't hard Indie: if they wanna gimme dem lessons on how to get ✈ to the sun i be 👂👂👂 too trust Indie: what drew chat bout u bouncin? he chill on me doing how i want now if nobody 💀💀 orrrr Rio: they reckon they is but that can be rule no.2 Rio: most people dun' know shit or they lying Rio: you'll have to check yourself but he seemed chill Rio: gonna miss me so much, obvs Indie: true facts i done kno since i 👶 & came up Indie: nahhh cos theres a boy imma need to check me while u aint there to 👀 u kno Indie: drew better keep out my way man Rio: easy Rio: you been living with him longer, you know how you gotta but don't be stupid, alright Indie: ✌☮ Indie: i got it Rio: You better Rio: don't make me look bad now Indie: girl u aint gonna be owned by me ur the baddest 💖💖💖 imma b so 👼👼👼 for u believe Rio: 💋 Rio: good Indie: 10 days gonna be a madness tho fr Indie: got used to u around me Rio: I know Rio: I just need this Rio: running on empty, like Indie: he tryna rinse u all out its no wonder like Indie: when u ✈ out tho? Rio: you know Rio: cut him off, gonna have him fiending Rio: not my concern, though Rio: not 'til friday night Indie: ✂ boy soz but nahhh 💋✌ he a next man now & he kno how he did it no 💔😢 cept his Indie: u best be making time to farewell on me then innit 👑💖💖 Rio: Never as deep as he playing Rio: Curtis too 🙄 Rio: 'course I am! 🧡🧡🧡 Indie: they all want the biggest piece cos u 🎂 baby so hyped cos u worth that 💎💎👑💎 Rio: They can hit me back up when they can afford a better jetset, init Indie: u kno 😂😂😂 Rio: 🍀 lads Rio: don't see either you working that hard Rio: i got this Indie: they need more than 🍀🍀 better 🙏🙏🙏 mandem Indie: maybe jc got ur back cos we too busy handlin our own Indie: ✌☮ Rio: 🙌 amen sis Indie: he better 🙏🙏🙏 fr if he roll up to our door again Indie: not the feds imma 📱 to come thru Rio: he won't, if he got even the sense he was born with Indie: do he tho?? thats a nah if he gonna b how is w you like he aint kno who u is Rio: 🤞 he learning now I'm gone Indie: or we gon b 🙏🙏🙏 for his next Rio: 😬 Lawd don't Rio: have to give a PSA Indie: innit tho Indie: like u aint already got a fulltime Rio: and then some Rio: boy I'm busy Indie: & if he was busy doin he wouldnt b in this Rio: fr Rio: needs to get himself a job 'fore he get another woman Indie: & afore he gets himself landed in the pen Rio: nah, he would NOT do well in prison 💀💀💀 Indie: he only think he a rudeboy i can hang harder than how he do & im halfgrown only Indie: 💪 tho Rio: 🤷 no lie Rio: ffs, what must people think Rio: 🤡 Indie: that u a 😇😇😇 doin dem good deeds like 🙌🙌 Rio: 😏 hmm Indie: he's a white boy so its bare charity already Rio: 😂 Indie Rio: don't be self-hating Indie: just sayin Rio: you funny girl Rio: also you not lost no more, yeah? Rio: i'm off to work Indie: i kno where i am & where i need to get its all good Indie: safe Rio: ✌ Rio: laters then baby 💋 Indie: ✌✌💖💖 big love 💋👑

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killian-whump · 6 years

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OUAT 3x04: Rewatch Liveblog

Hey guys! I'm back again with another rewatch liveblog. Man, I'm kinda storming through S3 so far, due to the lack of Killian whump in a lot of these early episodes. Don't worry, I'm sure I'll make up for that by spending a quarter of a century on the next episode :P

But before THAT episode, we have THIS one! It's episode 3x04, and it's called "Nasty Habits". Unfortunately, none of those habits seem to be torturing pirates, because there's only some Killian angst in this one.

Well, let's watch it anyway... ;)

Neal bondage. Way to start off an episode!

Shame I'm not that into Neal, though :/

Hahaha, and Felix isn't even good at tying people up. Theeeere goes Bae.

Gotta admit, his "I'm not a boy anymore, and I sure ain't lost" is kinda hot XD

Bae: "Papa, I told you: I don't want anymore gifts from the people you terrorize." Ummm. Rumple, that's super fucking creepy. Rumple: "Then what do you want?" LIKE, LITERALLY ANYTHING THAT ISN'T THAT.

Hey, solid question here, but why IS the Dark One still living in a hovel at this point?

Oh, totally unnecessary but kinda awesome warpaint time.

And creepy Belle conjuring time. I mean, kudos to you for maintaining your child-like wonder, Rumple, but having invisible friends at your age IS kinda weird. Just saying.

Although, I mean, it DOES do a solid job of giving Rumple a chance to tell the audience his own inner doubts and fears in a far less creepy way than having him literally talking to himself.

So there's that.

Wow, that's a really nice little miniature "Pan's Compound" made out of rocks and sticks. Did they all work together to gather the rocks and arrange everything so artfully? Or did one of them just sit there and do this on their own like the world's loneliest middle school art project? And if so, who?

"It's not the sticks you need to worry about. It's the poison they're dipped in." MEANINGFUL OMINOUS CAPTAIN CHARMING LOOK BEHOOOOOOOOLD

Tink: "One nick, and you'll spend the rest of yo-" Dave: "Poison sticks equal death. We got it." No, no, Dave. Let her finish. This sounds relevant to my interests.

Tink looks so cheerful as she says she's ready to go as soon as they tell her the exit plan. Oh, sweet summer child. You're obviously new here.

...ALL of their faces right here. They're all like, "Oh shit, we were hoping you wouldn't ask us that." Except Hook, who looks as vaguely amused by their reactions as we are.

Regina's SO happy to hear of Greg's demise. I FEEL YOU, GIRL. I FEEL YOU.

David: "what about you, Hook? You got off this island before." Hook: "Yes. Aboard my ship, which would require some form of magic to create a portal, which... I got from Pan, in a deal I don't think he's ready to repeat." TELL US MORE OR I SWEAR TO GOD

He can't even meet anyone's eyes as he says it, either. Just what WAS that deal, Hook? Don't make me imagine it. You won't like what I imagine. Mmmm. I like what I'm imagining...

More angst. Yum.

Ahh... Rumple hears the murmurings of conversation...

BAM! Poppy dust to the face! Why did he use poppy dust, though? I mean, I assume it's poppy dust, since it looked the same as when Tink knocked Regina out last episode - which was pointed out to be done with poppy dust.

OH, HEY LOOK, GUYS, IT'S BAELFIRE

HE'S NOT DEAD, EVERYBODY!

Don't act like you've already known that since last season, because that's just gonna make Rumple feel bad for being so behind on the news.

THIS IS WHERE A COMMERCIAL WOULD BE IF WE HAD ANY

True Story: I meant to do this rewatch post the other day, but when I sat down to watch the episode, it turned out my copy of 3x04 was somehow episode 4 of Once Upon a Time in Wonderland, so I had to go online and re-download the right episode, because of course I’m too lazy to rip my own videos. I just download them like the dirty pirate I am. Yarrrrrr.

Anyway, this episode seems to have slightly longer black breaks where the commercials were. Weird. Anyway...

SERIOUSLY, RUMPLE?!

We've already talked about how creepy it is, giving your kid "gifts" you stole from the people you torment with your dark magic.

Oh, look. Rumple's gone to Hamelin. And the children are missing. And there's a piper. And he wears a pied cloak. THIS SOUNDS FAMILIAR... (and I don't mean from the previous times I've seen this episode, you smart asses.)

Rumple: "Pan is too powerful. You can only beat him if you're willing to die... which I am." Ummm. But you were willing to die to save Henry because Baelfire was dead, and... and... I mean... *gestures vaguely* Neal: "What if I told you there was another way?"

No, apparently it involves attacking one of Kraken-san's friends and relations. Don't worry, guys, no krakens were harmed in the harvesting of this squid ink. This particular kraken lived long after this, and sired a bunch of tiny kraken babies who went on to plunder pirate butts all along the shores of Neverland after the realms were united in S7.

It's true. I made it up just now.

Hahahahaha, Regina. "What is this supposed to be?" Well, it looks like... a gigantic rock of some kind, but I'm no expert or anything.

Oh, it's the "hot" conversation. I love it XD And the way David snaps the rope away from Hook, like he doesn't need his piddly help. "And I'm plenty hot." Yeah, you sure are, Dave XD

Mmmm... Hook's so intense when he's talking to Dave. "Why don't you?"

"Oh, if there's one thing I've gleaned from you hero types, it's that there's always hope." <3

"Is there something you're not telling me... mate?" Oh, NOW he's your mate XD

"Alas, hope and reality are most often worlds apart." T_T

Sure, just shove him, Dave. Can't you see he's going through something here? Look how angsty he is. Like an angst burrito wrapped in black leather.

OH SHIT. NOT THIS AGAIN.

I love the way Emma calls out Hook’s name. It's so familiar <3

Come on, baby. You can light the torch this time. Just keep trying. You can do i- DAMMIT DAVE. Every time I watch this episode, you shove him out of the way and use your fancy shmancy modern lighter to light the torch. He's just an angsty pirate, trying the best he can with one hand and a hook T_T

Showin' him up in front of Emma and all that... SO MEAN T_T

Hook's face, tho XD

...and Emma's not even paying attention, anyway XD

On a more serious note, these kinds of bestings make me laugh. I love them all <3

Oh, back to Hamelin.

Yeah, follow those kids, Rumple. This is probably the only time saying that wouldn’t be super duper creepy.

Gee, that piper on the other side of the fire looks a bit familiar...

OH MY GOD, YOU GUYS, IT'S PETER FUCKING PAN D:

Pan really IS a little shit, though, isn't he? Hahaha. Such absolutely horrible things to say to your own kid. WORST PARENT ON THE SHOW. And there's a LOT of competition for that spot, let me tell you.

NM, I don't need to tell you. You all already know XD

"After all, being abandoned is what you're good at, isn't it?" JFC, dude, chill out or something. This isn't the Cruelty Olympics up in here. I'd know if it was. I'd be taking part... AND STILL SIDE-EYEING YOUR NASTY ASS.

Just kidding. Love you, boo. Keep being the best little shit this side of the sewage plant.

Hey, thanks a lot whichever one of you is responsible for this one. Now I can't watch this scene without thinking they're out of paper towels D:

Henry: "Sorry. I don't hear anything." Pan: "Interesting." I'll say.

Oh, so the sentries were knocked out by a sleeping spell... that looks exactly like a puff of poppy dust. Busy year in the effects department?

Pan: "Now, now, Felix. Where's your sense of adventure?" See, that's why I still love Pan, even though he's a complete piece of shit. He's a fun piece of shit. He really gets into his dastardly and deviant behavior.

JFC KNOCK IT OUT WITH THE LANTERNS NOW. I can only have so many orgas- OH, HI GUYS.

The way Colin pops those consonants on the word "important" XD I fucking love this man. Why is he so much the way he is?!

Hook: "He got it from his mother." OH GOD, BABY. Somebody hold me. I can't handle the look on his face after he says that. Oh shit. I've revealed feelings. RUN AWAY.

"Yes, because pre-teen Baelfire probably made lots of pasta." Never change, Regina. You’re my boo and you always will be <3

This scene is really pretty, though. I love the soft yellow glow coming out of the coconut and the stars across the ceiling. Pretty <3

THEY'RE STILL OUT OF PAPER TOWELS. Goddammit, you guys.

Wow. That was a powerful gust of magic. I wonder who could've been responsible for that?

Pan: "We have a guest!" Ummm... Hate to break it to you, but your party literally dropped dead asleep about 2 seconds ago, so nobody's listening XD

Pan: "Who could it be?" I WONDER.

Slick move there, Neal. I might just start to like you again, after all. Hope you don't die in the second half of the season or anything...

Awww. The sad thing is, the viewer knows Rumple actually isn't here to murder Henry, but poor Rumple - Neal doesn't know that :/

I actually hate storylines like this. I'd rather be kept in the dark. It's so frustrating when you know shit that the characters don't know. Key reason why I'm not into S1 very much, actually. But you didn't hear that from me. Remember: I only dislike it 'cos there's no pirates ;)

Neal: "It's Neal!" Wow. Getting really loud there, Bae- sorry, Neal. Oops.

Ahhhhh, Peter Pan, you little shit. Causing more trouble.

Neal: "We're safer without you." Ummm... Are you, though? Are you really?

"Nothing is going to happen to you. Not while I'm here." Oh, Mary Margaret. About that... Heh. Heh heh. Hmm.

Hey, look guys. It's Neal, and he's found the heroes' campsite!

...and now he's been caught by Pan. I hate to say I told you so, Neal, and I hate to say Rumple told you so, as well, but...

LITERALLY EVERYONE TOLD YOU SO, YOU IDIOT.

Ahahahaha, "Never break in somewhere unless you know the way out." Peter Pan taught him that. Nice one, show. I forgot about that detail.

"I'll remember that for next time." Ummm... Wait. What.

Dammit show. You giveth and you taketh away.

Poor Jared, hahaha. He spends most of this episode being fireman carried by various people. Acting is so glamorous.

Ooooh, a good old-fashioned manhandling right here. Love it.

It still bothers me that Rumple's entire reason for living is Bae. I mean, having (Rumple!)Belle literally saying that now that Neal's alive, Rumple has a reason for living again... It just makes me feel bad about that ship?

JFC WOULD SOMEONE GO TO THE STORE AND BUY MORE PAPER TOWELS FOR THESE BOYS?!?!

NOW HENRY HAS THE EMPTY PAPER TOWEL ROLLS

What are they even paying you people for?!

Wait. I'm not getting paid. Why are you guys getting paid if I'm not getting paid? Dammit, I quit.

PEW PEW PEW PEEEEEEEEEEW

#ouat rewatch #watching fairytales #ouat liveblog #3x04 #oc #kw reviews

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neo-shitty · 3 years

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toffee!

ah yeah i suppose ur right. yeah i think quarentine has had that sort of effect on a lot of people :( sorry to hear abt ur strict parents, hopefully ur friend will be able to come back soon. small outings (even with family) are still good tho, make sure ur taking care of urself toff.

youre totally right! ah yes thats good advice (/gen) ill try and use that when im in a slump ty. any music suggestions?

lol sames. even some of the stuff abt seungmin, innie etc is a little uncomfortable, like theyre grown ass men for sure, but at the same time, theyre still young, still just over being a teenager in the grand scheme of things. (on that note, i do struggle with worrying that im infantalising them, obviously theyre adults but at the same time, theyre still young. i do treat all fictional characters as my children, but i guess its different when its real people. idk. what do you think?) yeah some stans rlly need to take a chill pill, some are rlly walking the wire between 'ah theyre attractive/that look rlly suits them' and making fucking smut fics abt minors, like... they do not see a problem with that?? yeah tbh i feel like unless theyre 18 they shouldnt be put into the spotlight, weve seen what it does to peoples mental health, but modern day kpop industry is a lot like old hollywood with a lot of popular child actors -_- hopefully the big companies will learn but i agree, its unlikely

suuuuure toff haha. ill go searching for them, but idk if ill be able to find the fluff needle in the angst haystack (jkjk) yeah, fair i groan and complain but you do write angst etc rlly well, so if its what ur comfortable with, then pls continue, it is one of your strong suits, well as you write fluff aside

ah okay good! ill continue to send you essays then

THE ALBUM YES. so ive been looking forward to it for literally months, this is actually my first skz album release as a stay (since the last on was 9 months ago) i was sitting there hitting refresh on my spotify the second 6pm kst came around. (speaking of which, how did you do the release? i couldnt decide whether to watch or listen first but i ended up on listening cos there would be more material) okay: so cheese was super cool, very skz ya know? tho i almost wish theyd made domino the title track, tho obv it was a more experimental track and would have been a bit controversial (much like whistle for bp) i looooved domino and thunderous was absolutely impeccable. all the songs were amazing but standouts were- secrets, secrets which lowkey made me tear up idk why, red lights which almost killed me (it did not have to go that hard, but it did) and OT8 WOLFGANG omgggg i wasnt sure if hyunjin was going to be included in it but i was hoping and, ya know people had said hed be in there, but the further i got in, the less i was sure and then BAM hyunjin started what had been jisung's part and i just sat there grinning for about 5 minutes. surfin was absolutely adorable and gone away almost made me cry AGAIN. star lost was so touching, almost a nod to hyunjins little star? silent cry was relatable beyond anything. SSICK was funny? for some reason I was laughing while it was playing, idk the combination of added cheering and minhos aggressiveness and the totall seriousness they sung it. but i rlly enjoyed it. sorry i love you showcased their vocals like nothing else. the view is THE BOP of 2021, absolutely going to be stuck in my head for the next decade, that hook is genius. what did you think?

also did you watch their grow up performance? with all the stays and ALL THE TEARS? ;n; i feel like this is the end of an era of skz and tbh im kinda happy but also sad. super excited for their promotions but super bummed they wont get to tour. ah well

<3 w.a. 🐺

answer under the cut bc i gave an equally long answer to this already long ask HAJSH

oh yeah, abt quarantine having an effect. my friend and i talked about this earlier actually. i didn't realize the world was moving so fast until the pandemic happened. being in quarantine gave me time to think and i got to know myself more. it's just the sole good thing i got out of the isolation lmao. and abt my strict parents, ironically i got to go out today so i got to hang out with a few of my bestfriends. i had fun but my legs are a bit sore from walking. but they're a different set of friends. i'll get to hang out with the others when my getaway driver comes home in december.

hmm music recommendations for writing? depends on the plot you're writing. care to share what story you're working on and i'll try to rake my brain for a song that might match the vibe. i listen to classical / lo-fi if i don't have song inspo for a fic because lyrics sometimes distract me.

i don't think that's infantilizing tho. for me, it has something to do with my environment and the way i was raised. maybe it's the same the other way around? like this certain age (for the ones above 18 but below 20) is thirst-able for them. idk really. it's just not for me ?n? what i do NOT condone is writing smut for minors??? like get checked : D // i agree with everything with the idols being 18+ before they debut simply because it's for the best for their well-being like. how can young idols decide that this shit is the thing they want to do for life? or at least until their contracts last. idk :// it's unfortunate that it's unlikely to happen.

WELL. i have a list so you won't have to go search for them! in class (minho), in the rain (seungmin), gladius maximus (chan) and you've read five star already. and i just realized that most, if not all, of my upcoming fics are fluffs and i'm fond of all of them :D i used to focus a lot on angst because fluff disgusted the living shit out of me. i think things changed when i wrote champagne problems and hurt myself so bad i wanted to drop angst entirely. i didn't, of course, but i allowed myself to be self-indulgent now.

for the release of the album, i was on twt and watched the vid at 12 views (if i remember correctly, i watched back door at 14 so HASJH) i’m gonna talk by track so it wont be too confusing? bc i wrote this in paragraph format and it just ???? beware im very picky with tracks even if they’re my ults. so no offense if we have opposing opinions and i’m not fond of reading lyrics so these are all music wise.

cheese - oh god i hated cheese at first listen but it grew on me easily. i was singing the yeahyeahyeahyeah bit all day today :D

thunderous - i cant say that it’s my favorite title track. it felt really dry sometimes, both mv and music wise. but at the same time, it’s not that bad. the choreography carried the song tho o.O it’s so fucking cool. but like go live, another track has my heart and it’s

domino - AND YES I AGREE THAT THEY SHOULDVE MADE DOMINO TITLE TRACK UGHHHHH WHAT A WASTED FUCKING OPPORTUNITY. WORDS CANNOT EXPRESS HOW FOND I AM OF THIS SONG. it stands close to the level i love easy.

ssick - was a skip on first listen too because i found the chorus underwhelming but it grew on me? not that much but i can bear listening to it.

the view - it’s something the gen public like, hence its something i dislike. im not fond of songs that are structured like this? it’s not a bad song, just not the type of song i like. but i agree that the hook is very not catchy but it would get stuck in ur head.

sorry, i love you - it’s not as sad as i expected but i actually like it??? i can’t wait to write a fic out of it (1) HAJSHAJ it’s like a 3/5 for me. it’s angsty but chill?

silent cry - i’m pissed at this song bc it hits but sometimes it doesn’t?@?#!? but it’s starting to grow on me but definitely not my fave track.

secret secret - glad i found a secret secret enthusiast because my irls thought it was a skip?$?#@$? it gives me ikon vibes and i’m a huge fan of ikon’s discog so this was a win for me T_T +

STAR LOST - gives me bigbang song vibes and now im very sad :(( in case u didnt know, i’m a hUGE yg fan and 2ne1/bigbang introduced me to kpop so when i heard this track that gave me yg feels i just <3___<3 and it’s one of my favorite tracks anw moving on,

red lights - I WANT TO SKIP THE FIRST TEN SECONDS OF RED LIGHTS EVERY TIME IT PLAYS LIKE IT MAKES ME FEEL AWKWARD KDSJFSK but fine. i’m adding this to props and mayhem’s playlist LMAO it’s more aggressive than sexc tho. more enemies to lovers o. O

surfin’ - this coming right after red lights just wasn’t the best decision arrangement wise because how did we go from ooh sexc to aigh pARTAY. felix saying sheesh T___T it’s such a fun song i want to go to the beach ;n; do you like beaches?

gone away - i have yet to read the lyrics because i’m using this as inspo for a jeongin fic jskjash it’s not the type of ballad i like but it’s so fucking sad to listen to :’ ) the pitch change caught me off guard? still does. it’ll grow on me prolly.

wolfgang - I YELLED WHEN I HEARD HYUNJIN IN WOLFGANG. i didn’t like this song until recently. it gives me the confidence boost i need to pick myself off self-esteem crashes.

and no i haven't watched that performance and i prolly wont because i’ll cry. i’m excited for the promotions too. do you think they’ll still have a repackage?? i cant fucking believe that i just finished waiting for 12am kst for skz teasers and now i have to look forward to 12am for nct 127??@?#? NOT A SINGLE DAY OF REST FOR THIS STAYZEN

#toff.asks #wild anon 🐺

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today was also really nice and chill. I spent most of it playing Pokemon black, but my ds died and I lost a couple hours of progress cuz I forgot to save oops. at first I was mad so I took a little break but then I realized that just means I get to play more Pokemon and I got through that section faster than the first time. I DID have a WACK dream last night tho, and I shared it with my friends. for context I had a fake memory about a class book from middle school about a scientist who was negligent to the people around him and only cared about his invention and was punished for it.

The entire dream (or what I remember of it) started off with me hanging out in my front yard with my family and I saw a shooting star. It tumbled and made a sparkling sound as it went across the sky. A whole meteor shower started and following each Star was an aurora Borealis that looked like animated animals. We shouted for the whole street to come out and watch. A voice spoke up, the one responsible for the shooting stars, and we learned her name (it started with an a and had an m in there but I can’t remember now. She did more and more crazy shit, like making another earth appear in the sky right next to the moon. She wanted to help all humans but didn’t know how space physics worked so everything felt weird on earth. She created and destroyed an entire galaxy and I watched through a glass door. I dozed off and when I woke up, I was in a mall with a blizzard outside and people needing to be let in. A whole crowd of people were already inside. We let them in and there was a mad dash to find hazmat suits, but I stole a fluffy blanket from bath and body works. I ran around for a while in a labyrinth of girl hotel rooms until the part of the dream based on the book started up. It also kinda mixed with the game Bugsnax. I was the inventor, and my invention was a golden gilded toilet that supposedly would give you a liger life or reincarnate you. I lived with a bunch of other people in my irl bedroom but bigger. Everyone got along but I was a little distant from everyone, caring more about my possessions than the others. Every time I was selfish or distant or negligent, more and more tiny gummy hands showed up in the hallway (which was a big problem? It’s implied they came from people) A crazy old man would sometimes talk to me to ty and make me feel guilty and talk some sense into me but I ignored him. The gummy hands built up so I swept them away out of sight, but I knew that wouldn’t solve the problem. When I showed more remorse for my broken lamp than my fellow roommate, I walked into the living room to find a lumpy beginning of a humanoid figure slumped in the chair formed out of gummy. I knew this meant that it was growing and dangerous, and would become a killer once full grown. But instead of changing my actions I hid it in a closet out of shame and fear and covered it in my own blankets. The dream changed before I could get back to my room, switching to me showing my teacher an animation I made in middle school the first time I read this book. The scientist had a dead wife and young daughter, and as he continued to focus on his machine the landscape turned into gummy and eyes formed on the trees until one day the gummy man appeared at the door where everyone lived and had whip blade hands and attacked everyone. My dream spiraled in a feedback loop of recounting what happened in my dream until I woke up

I went out driving with my dad and we did a little bit of shopping. we stopped at a couple hunting stores looking for electric socks but neither had them. the first one smelled like a jc penny with copious amounts of underwear for sale and had a couple old trucks/tractors on display and the other looked like a bass pro shop on the inside with taxidermy everywhere and a waterfall with live fish at the bottom and it was amazing to look at but it also had guns and ammo for sale. both were very yeeyee but I still thought the second place was cool. we stopped in at Michael’s for thread and picked up a couple snacks on the way out while we were at it. I tried strawberry pocky for the first time and it smelled very staggery nisquick-y but didn't taste very good so I gave it to my sister. they also had these candies that my family used to get ALL THE TIME from this one Walmart that we can never find anymore so we simultaneously gasped when we saw the packaging and bought it. I also got a small skein of yarn and squre of crayon patterned fabric.

once we got home dad realized we had cherry tomatoes we need to get rid of soon so tomorrow I’m gonna make a really good dinner of feta pasta, baked fish, and steamed broccoli and its gonna be amazing im already hungry. but maybe thats because it’s almost 4 am and the last time I ate was before midnight and that was just half a sandwich and I was hungry before that. I'll try to go to bed soon because you can't be hungry when you’re alseep ;) plus I should anyway

I was petting my cat and realized I could feel her ribs with my fingers, so I'm gonna try to maybe feed her more or add stuff to her food to try and thicken her up just a little bit because im worried about her being too SKInny

#thanks for coming to my ted talk #long post #February 2021 daily #2021 daily

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So this summer has been a tad rough on my sons familiar Buddy (dog).. He ended up with a real bad case of hot spots & dry skin.. We tried EVERYTHING, expect going to the vet.. I can't afford it with not working b/c no child care & pandemic.. Well I had this idea to make a healing oil.. I checked out some herbs & got an idea on what I was gonna use.. So I went to Amish country at the end of July & got the dried herbs (my herb garden died 😢.. It was my 1st time..).. Well I made it the original way, letting it sit for a month or longer depending on the potency.. So I let it sit a month & half.. Shook everyday said a blessing, kept it in sun & moonlight.. So last week I took him to get a bath & I shaved him.. I felt soo bad b/c he chewed a huge V on his back.. No hair in the V, hair all over but that V.. So I shaved him so hair was all 1 length.. (Let me tell u, that wasn't fun!! Idk how my niece can do that all day..) So he followed me after the wash & shave, he watched me grab his oil and strain it into another jar.. I peaked his attention on what I was doing.. It's like he knew (Ik he did) it was for him.. I grabbed a paper towel and said "lets get ur medicine on Bud, you'll feel alot better.." He stood in front of my chair & I wiped him all over.. I put a cone on b/c I didn't want him to lick it off himself.. Even tho its 💯% all natural there was a chance he could of be allergic to one of them.. I try to do it 3 times a day, most of the time 2 tho.. So 2 days in cone just until his skin absorb the oil, then cone came off.. I noticed he never tried once to reach & lick.. He'd just chill & sleep w/o jumping up every 15 minutes itching & chewing.. So right now I am in the process if the 2nd batch, but double broiler style instead of waiting another month & half.. He's not in pain & not itching.. I still have a couple more boiling rounds.. But it'll be well worth it.. He's healing & that's all that matters.. His skin is turning back to it's original color & hair is growing.. Perfect name for it.. 'Buddy's Brew'..

I made another healing oil for my brother this way, a couple weeks ago.. But with different herbs & spices.. He got road rash, he slid on his motorcycle during pouring rain, trying to put it in the garage.. Did I mention he was drunk?!?!1🤔🤔 15 feet & he slid?! Dumba$$!! Karma bit his ass, umm I mean face & shoulder!! He was in pain.. Him & my sis n law came down 2 days after.. Well when he told me the day before he came down, I did some research that day on different herbs & spices for healing.. He used it 3 times & it healed faster w/o scars.. He also said "That potion you made me works great!! 3 uses & I'm almost healed up.. Plus no scaring, that sh¡t smells good too.. Also I like how it tickles my skin!!" Now that's coming from a 50yro man!! Lol!! I told him ty & I'm happy it worked and it's not a potion but an oil!! (I hope he brings my bottle back, I really liked that bottle!!) Lol.. So it's name is 'T.C.'s Brew' for him.. Kinda a ty that u let your lil sis play witchy on u!! Lol..

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lestwinsfanfics · 7 years

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Just Friends - Chapter 54

Aaliyah.

The nagging ache in my back alerted me to the hunched over seating position that I had likely been in for hours. I took a deep breath, pausing to roll my neck in a circle and shrug my shoulders up and down. The dull pops that emitted between my bones satisfied me. I stretched in my chair, feeling a yawn overtake my body. With a deep exhale I rose to my feet, stretching more and more. Both the cotton shirt and pants I wore were billowy and comfortable. I hadn’t purposely worn it knowing I would be at work all night but the outfit decision definitely worked in my favor. More yawns and stretches took me around the little free space in my office nearest the windows and couch. I glanced out, knowing I could be seen by people on the street if they felt so inclined to look upward. This city truly never slept. Granted it was only a little after 9 pm, most people were just starting their evenings. While this was an area with lots of businesses in the vicinity, there were also restaurants and shops and other reasons for people to be out and about. I watched as they walked along the sidewalks and cars moved easily through the streets. I wasn’t the only one having a late night either, I mused as I continued to stare out of my window. Other scattered offices had lights on as well from what I could see. It was about to be the start of the third quarter soon, so I was sure that they were just like me, tying up the loose ends and reviewing the early half of the year. I sighed, looking back at my desk knowing that I was almost in the clear. Papers upon papers filled folders and binders and my mind churned as I covered all the bases, leaving me mentally exhausted. Just a little but more work and I would be good to go for the evening. Then, in a few days, I would take a trip to the spa. That was just what the body needed. Running around like crazy and being stuck at a desk for hours in between was no good for my muscles and I needed someone to work it out for me… A trained specialist of course. The offer I’d received to “get me back right” did sound especially promising though. Just as soon as I’d parked myself comfortably in my chair, a spreadsheet in my hand full of flight records, my phone rang unexpectedly. “Aaliyah speaking.” I answered mindlessly, still skimming various numbers. This sheet had to be right before I submitted it for expense review. “Aaliyah speaking.” The airy yet dark voice repeated my name, accenting differently than anyone would with English as a first language. The background behind the voice sounded busy, but my focus was captivated by the person on the other side of this call. “Why you calling my job?” I said with a smirk, allowing my hand to drop and the spreadsheet to sit in its original spot. “Why you still at work.” Larry paused, the noises behind him getting slightly louder before quieting down again. “And why you answer the phone sexy?” His tone was so distinct to me, and would always illicit a response that I couldn’t control. I shook my head, hiding my smile even though no one could see me. He was speaking in that tone purposefully. Larry’s voice floated over his words when he was calm, even more so when he was trying to be cute. I could almost hear the way he clamped the end of his sentence off with his teeth over his lips. It annoyed me and made me happy at the same time. “I’m still at work because I had some shit to tie up here at the office.” I wouldn’t acknowledge his second question. “Why you calling me at my job?” “Answer skype.” The line clicked and left me with a dial tone. Just as quickly, my MacBook began to ring, and I removed my headphones from my desk and plugged them in, clicking “Answer” while an old picture of Larry popped up on my screen. I could have spoken out in the open but I couldn’t be sure no one else was in the office to hear him.. and I couldn’t trust that he would be appropriate. “I call you at work because you not answer you phone.” Larry said, seemingly walking through a busy area. The placement of his microphone must have been perfect because while normally I would have struggled to hear him over a crowd, every word was pitched just as if he was speaking quietly and directly into my ear. Why he insisted on maintaining this volume of speech was beyond me. Memories of late night conversations alone in silence flooded my mind and I got pushed aside just as quickly as they surfaced. “Sorry, I left it today.” “You leave you phone?” “Yeah. I wasn’t thinking. Moving too fast earlier.” I didn’t tell him where it was and I wouldn’t. Hearing his tone change to disappointment whenever Jamal was even casually brought up wasn’t worth it. Knowing my phone had been with him all afternoon after I left it in his car over my lunch hour was probably not a story Larry needed nor wanted to hear. “I send you a picture of Lau and me food. We get paella at this place, is crazy good.” “Damn… that sounds amazing.” my mouth salivated at the thought of authentic paella. “I wish you try some.” Larry and I had made good on our promise to one another to maintain contact. We had gotten lost in the shuffle before and the months we spent apart coupled with the tension between us was a lot to come back from but somehow we’d both jumped back into a place where we could speak every couple days and it was always nice. I had spent so much time trying not to think about Larry that when he came back, my brain initially relished in the work it was no longer forced to maintain. Forcing myself to not think about him was harder than actually having him around. Much harder. Thoughts still remained and were necessary, however. Instead of trying to pretend he didn’t exist while still having to watch his career and plan events for him and his twin, I focused on what was next. There was still a pressing conversation to be had and I knew that we wouldn’t be able to continue on seriously with one another in any facet if we didn’t put it on the table. We both knew this. I couldn’t help but consider whether or not he had these thoughts like I did. They kept me up a couple nights after he left my apartment last time he was in town. I barely slept, running through event after event, replaying what went wrong, placing blame on him, then myself… on and on and on. A lot of it went back to me… running. I wasn’t blame free. Larry could be a fuckboy at his worst. He avoided commitment, was self serving, selfish, and needy. But I was no saint. My issues with confrontation and commitment were a big part of the deal. I hoped he saw things in himself like I did. We would see. “You look nice at work.” I smiled bashfully at his compliment. “Is cold there?” “You know New York spring weather.” I shrugged, my shoulders wrapped in the thick grey sweater I kept at my desk. “Its hot as hell one day and chilly the next. It was hella nice out earlier but chilled down after lunch. The warmth is coming though. Next week it should really take a turn.” “mm.” Larry nodded, smiling lightly. HIs eyes switched from me to looking at his surroundings. I could see the shoulders of the white and black letterman jacket that he wore. “It nice during the day but Spain get cooooollllld at night.” “Wait…” I looked at the clock. 9:45. “Larry its like… early in the morning there.” “You know the club not close here until like 6 am.” “Then why are you not at the club?” I asked offhandedly, as I skimmed through a late night email from a team I was loosely advising. “I am.” he paused. “I just wanna talk to you while I there.” It was then that I looked back at the screen he was on and noticed the sky turning behind him. There was a very very faint boom of music and he leaned against a brick wall. A smile played on my lips and he bit his in response. “You wanna talk to me? Instead of being at the club? That’s cute.” My tone was playful. It was really adorable but I couldn’t help teasing him. “Yeah.” he breathed out with a tiny laugh. “The music suck. You more fun. We maybe switch clubs tho, I tell Lau I’m ready to go.” My first line flashed and I muted Larry, giving him the signal that I needed to take the incoming call. “Hey I’m almost there. Sorry.” Jamal’s rushed voice came on the line when I picked up. “No, no its fine. I’m still tying up a few things so I might even keep you waiting a little bit.” “Aight. I’ll be there in like ten.” “You should be good to come on up if you want, just call me when you get here.” I had already informed security that I would be having a guest up to get me later on. It was nearing ten and the words were beginning to blur together in front of me. When I replaced the earbuds on my ear, Larry was talking in rapid French to someone. I couldn’t hear the other voice until Lau exclaimed “HI PEANUT!”. “You don’t want to let Lau talk to me?” “Nah.” Larry’s reply was flat and annoyed. This tickled me immensely. “He talk too much and you busy at work.” “You didn’t care that I was busy at work.” “I different.” “You are?” “I am.” His voice darkened. He raised his eyebrow playfully and gave me his full face on the screen. “You want me to tell you how?” The tilt of his head told me his intentions and my body warmed instantly. I rolled my eyes. “I think not.” Larry’s laughter boomed as I rolled my eyes dramatically. “We walking to new spot now.” “Have fun.” I replied with a smile. “I gonna text you later. How you get home?” “I have a ride, don’t worry.” “You better don’t take the train.” He chided. I rolled my eyes again, to which this time he kissed his teeth. “Not roll you eyes at me. I call an uber for you.” “Larry don’t. I’m good. I promise I’m not taking the train.” “You text me when you get home then.” “Promise.” “BYE LIYAH!” Laurent’s face filled the screen before Larry could move the camera away. “We miss you! Larry think he maybe miss you more than me but you my friend more I think so I miss you more.” Larry moved away from him quickly, shaking his head and swearing in French. “I talk to you later.” I waved to the camera, which made us both smile before the call ended. With that I leaned back in my chair, taking a deep breath and exhaling while trying to ignore the butterflies that churned in my stomach every time we ended a call. Things were good. Too good to be true. I knew this could all disappear if we played our cards wrong. Deep down, I didn’t want to risk it. There was a lot on the table and I wasn’t sure I was ready to face it.

A knock on my door took me from my thoughts. In a dress shirt with the top buttons undone, Preston leaned against my doorframe. “You sure you don’t need a ride home?” “No thanks Pres,” I smiled. “I have a ride. He’s on the way now. But thank you for checking in.” “No problem.” He sauntered in and sat on the arm of the couch in my office. “So… Might this ride be a certain… someone special?”

My eyebrow raised wondering who he was insinuating. “We play coy now?” A smile played on his lips. “A certain… tall… caramel brown gentleman with a twin brother. He dresses fairly well, if you’re into that look.”

I began sorting papers on my desk, ignoring his attempts to bait me. I knew they were only in good fun, Preston and I had developed quite the relationship. He wasn’t like a brother, but like a slightly older cousin. In fact, he reminded me of one of the junior guys that I had befriended as a freshman. There were a group of Alpha’s that had taken a couple of us girls under their wing, less like the creepy upperclassmen and more like wise big brothers. Preston may not have had the same fraternity affiliation but the vibe was familiar and likely one of the reasons why I gravitated toward him. He and I played well off of each other in and out of office settings.

Preston continued, not satisfied with my lack of a response. “He was clearly was jealous of me… which,” He paused, before standing near my mirror and inspecting himself. “is understandable.” I broke, laughing loudly at his cocky comparison. Preston was a joke. This gave him the opportunity to catch my eye. I was forced to respond in somewhere after a brief stare down.

“I don’t know who you could be speaking of.” I bit my lip and squinted my eyes in mock concentration.

“You don’t?” Preston said, shrugging me off before eyeing the photographs that sat in frames on my desk. “Well… aren’t these nic-oh! Well who is this?”

He turned the photo of the twins, Leslie and I toward me and tsk-ed at me while I held my face as stoic as I could. “Speak of the devil.”

“Oh those twins.” I replied to his accusations flippantly. “They’re in Spain.”

“He is?”

“Yes,” I put down the black plastic binder in my hand. “Yes they are.” “Mmm… well regardless I’m sure one of these two would love to be picking you up after a late night at work.” He lifted the photo closer to his eyes as I watched on. “Correct me if I’m wrong… but the grimace in my direction belonged tooo…. this one?”

Preston’s finger dialed right in on Larry, his twists up in a ponytail in the photo similarly to how they were the night at the party. On the contrary, Lau’s fro was much much smaller back then.

Preston watched me with a tiny smile as I did my best to conceal my own. I noted that he still wouldn’t let up, despite my attempts at pretending it wasn’t a thing. “Was it that obvious?” My face scrunched awkwardly. Preston simply laughed and nodded. “You’re much better at containing yourself, I will say that.” He gently put the picture back in its spot. “I would have had no clue had I not been watching his behavior.”

“You watched him?”

“Only because I very clearly made him squirm in front of his…” my chest pained slightly. “his… whatever she was. It was very clear he was there for you way more than for work, and I don’t know what she was there for but that’s none of my business.” “He and I just have… had… ” I sighed and rolled my eyes, failing to find appropriate words. “We connected, he and I did, and we’re very close. I’m close with both of them.”

I tried to explain it away in the most professional and concise way possible. As close as Preston and I were, this was a nightmare for me. I wasn’t good with my personal life being public consumption at work. Larry’s antics were bound to be noticed by someone who would have more than a little jokey commentary or a good nature to their words. “But you know that I take work seriously. I don’t fuck around. Professionalism is key for me, I’m not into those lines being crossed or scenes being made that involve me.” It annoyed me that Larry couldn’t keep anything under control. That had always been a problem I had with him and the way that he handled things. He never seemed to be able to keep his shit under wraps. Majority of his problems stemmed from other people not knowing boundaries and either they reacted publicly or he did. He was wild, and while I’d learned how to tame myself for professional settings, I hadn’t found that balance with them yet, with him specifically.

Lau could be very outspoken in interviews, extremely verbose and oversharing but he always knew where the line was. Larry either gave nothing, or everything.

I made a note that it was something we’d have to work with for their career. Less needed to be more.

“You’re right but… you shouldn’t be worried too much. I just know a connection when I see it.” he shrugged lightly. I sat back in my chair, taking in his words, still annoyed that we’d been busted. “I mean for real, I haven’t seen a client that blatantly jealous at a normal work interaction since… well… since Alvin.” “Wait… Alvin was a client?” I was genuinely shocked. “I never told you that?” I shook my head no. Preston smiled fondly as he recalled the past. “Yeah, yeah he was… I know I’ve told you about us before but we met when he was actually my client.”

“I thought y'all were just working on a project together.”

“Nope.” he shook his head, still slightly smiling. “He was new at his firm, I was freelancing and represented them. We’d worked together very early on during his time there and one thing lead to another…”

A pregnant pause in his words told me everything he had left unsaid. “I drove myself crazy trying to figure out if he and I were doing the right thing. You know I’m big on professionalism too, and having to answer to myself was almost harder than having to answer to a boss of some sort. I raked myself through the coals over it. The point is, there’s always a way to make it work if its worthwhile and if it’s right.” I sighed. There was so much I wanted to say but couldn’t… wouldn’t. I don’t know. Maybe I wasn’t ready. Maybe it wasn’t right… Or maybe it was and deep down I was afraid. “I’m not trying to put any pressure on you.” Preston rose to his feet. “Trust me. I get it. So I’m not judging it. Just play your cards right and have fun.”

The wink that tailed his statement almost made me laugh. He had no clue. The ease with which Preston discussed this was something I couldn’t yet do myself. Luckily he had gotten past it all and it worked in his favor. I was in the midst of the story. There was still much to work through.

I appreciated him pulling back in that moment because he really had no idea how much internal drama this was causing for me. “I just… it’s not that big of a deal. Really.” This wasn’t a lie. I just didn’t want to talk about it. Honestly, at current, there was nothing worth mentioning. I just needed to move past this until I could sort out the details. And move on we did. We briefly chatted about work, the upcoming anniversary party for Linda and her husband, and the light conversation continued casually until Jamal was lead into the office by security. Preston’s eyebrows raised suggestively at Jamal as he left out, and my eye roll and laugh dismissed anything he was even about to joke about. With a quick introduction, he was gone, leaving Jamal and I alone in the room while I closed out of the documents I was working in. “Take your time.” Jamal said, getting comfortable on the couch, kicking his feet up for emphasis. “Nah, I’m spent.” I said, organizing the remaining papers on my desk based on completion. “Just give me a minute.” “Oh, shit,” Jamal lifted up and reached into his pocket, fishing out my phone and sliding it onto my desk. “You been blowing up today, I was your lil secretary.” He laughed and I rolled my eyes at him, before lifting the phone to check the damage. No notifications were on the screen and I made a face at his exaggerations. He laughed before continuing to make himself comfortable. “Nah it wasn’t bad at all. I answered when Leslie called and talked to her for a little bit. She was bored. Almost answered when your mom called too but I decided to chill.” “My mom would have given you and I an earful. You saved us both.” He laughed lightly while his fingers moved across his own device at a rapid speed. I opened up the messages, the number on the icon informing me of plenty of missed messages. “Ya boy blew you up today though.” he said casually with a little laugh. “You might wanna hit him back and calm his nerves.”

Just as he said that, Larry’s name showed up at the top of my messages app, with a little blue dot indicating I’d missed something he’d said. The only thing I could see was a smiley face with the eyes closed and its little pink tongue out.

I didn’t open it, it made me feel awkward.

Jamal on the other hand was a picture of comfort. His face remained buried into his phone and a small smile played on his face as his fingers scrolled and typed. I couldn’t see what he was doing, and I didn’t particularly care to know but everything was so calm at the moment that I wasn’t sure what to make of it.

I just didn’t know if the lack of tension meant something and if anything, for myself, I needed to clear the air.

“Can I ask you something?” I said as casually as I could, slipping my phone into the pocket of my purse it usually remained in before sitting back in my desk chair, still warm from before.

“Shoot.” He said with a yawn.

“Is everything good… ” Though he barely acknowledged me speaking, and his fingers continued tapping the screen, I continued on. “With us.”

“What you mean?” With his lip between his teeth he finished up whatever he was doing and gave me his full attention. The look of his full beard was making its mark on his face, and with thick eyebrows to match, he looked much more sturdy than normal. I couldn’t even imagine him bare faced as he’d previously been. The long curls he sported during the peak of winter were lush, and with his skin much paler than normal, his plush pink lips and the dark coils on his head and face stood out. The look was cute and appropriate for winter time but with the weather slowly warming, Jamal had begun cutting his hair down to a fade, but the beard remained.

Honestly, he could probably dye his hair various shades of pastels like an easter egg and it would still suit him.

Jamal was fine. It was undeniable. Even though we had been much closer to the friends spectrum than to benefits, I couldn’t pretend that he was attractive as fuck. Part of me would likely always have those lusty feelings but I appreciated him not complicating things by pushing that.

“I mean… ” I considered skating over the topic. That would be useless. “I know that you know that Larry is back… around. The two of you didn’t get along so well before.”

I had to choose my words wisely. No things weren’t solid with he and I, but with Jamal being present when Larry had slept over and seeing the text messages come in, he had to have noticed that this wasn’t just a passing thing.

Or it was. I couldn’t be sure.

I just needed to make sure things were all okay.

“Yeah.” Jamal said, laying his head back and glancing at me with hooded eyes. He licked his lips and boldly kept his eyes on me waiting for me to continue as if my point was irrelevant.

“… well I just want to make sure you and I are good. Because in my book, nothing has changed between us.”

I leaned back trying to appear comfortable and willing my body to accept that sentiment. I crossed my legs, forcing myself to stop my nervous habits I’d worked to end.

“Oh we good. Yeah.” Jamal said with a shrug. “We real good.”

There was a tone to his voice that made me feel… something. I couldn’t pinpoint it.

“I get it, you know. You gotta do what you gotta do.” He kicked his feet from the couch to the floor and sat up, facing me directly. “You know… when you and I fell out, I knew we would eventually get to a place where we could talk again and be cool.”

“Did you?”

“Yeah. I did.” He shrugged, his confidence told no lies. “Not because I was gonna like, r&b, smooth talk you back or no shit like that but because I just… knew.”

I leaned back in my seat just as he rose up a little bit from where he was. With one hand he grabbed my chair and slid me closer to him, so that I now sat arms length away from where he was.

With the height difference, we were close to eye level.

My pulse quickened slightly. I swallowed back, damned this chair and its ability to be moved with ease.

“I know that there was something special there with me and with you, and that even if we were done with the romance we weren’t done with each other.” His voice was soft, yet strong. There was intention behind the things he said and yet, an ease that he said them with. I hadn’t given him any reason to prepare a speech, so I knew these things were off the cuff. “We had too many people in common and we had shared too much together. We’ve known each other for a long ass time to let some silly ego shit get between us. We’re connected. I know you rock with me, and I fuck with you, on some real shit.”

I nodded. Satisfied with his answer.

“I care about you, Jammy.” He kissed his teeth at the nickname. “That’s why I asked you how you felt. I mean… I was going to do what I wanted-”

“Don’t I know it.” He quickly interrupted.

“Shut up nigga.” I rolled my eyes, making him laugh out. “I was going to do what I wanted BUT I did want to make sure we were good. I don’t want us to not have an open line of communication.”

“I mean, I gathered something was up with y'all when he was at your house looking like he wanted to fight me, shit.” We both snickered. “But I appreciate you respecting us enough to say something.”

I sighed and nodded, only to see him looking at me and leaning back. My foot touched the denim on his jeans and I rocked in my chair a little bit, only pausing because I felt silly being stared at.

“What?”

“Since the communication lines are open or whatever, Ima just say this.” His long arm reached out and grabbed my leg closest to him.

“When we linked back up I didn’t know what to expect but I played it by ear and now here we are. I’m good, and you’re good. I get that.” He paused, his thumb caressing the fabric covering my lower body. “And I know you and ole boy got a lot to talk about I’m sure… some of that might be getting yall back into some romance shit.”

“I don’t know wha-” I started to explain to him that it wasn’t all that before he stopped me.

“It’s cool. I’m good. You need to do you and I’ve been doing me. We’re good.” I nodded in agreement.

“But on some real shit… ” his voice was still the same, but as if someone had dimmed the lights in his tone. “If that nigga fucks up, all bets are off.”

“What do you mean?”

“Ima let him have his chance.” The calmness he spoke with gave me that feeling again. I couldn’t place it but I knew it wasn’t just simple. “But if that nigga loses you, I’m coming after you.”

We both paused. His hand left my leg and placed itself behind his head. He said it so matter of factly that I had nothing to say in reply.

“I’m at you until you’re mine, and I don’t ever plan on losing you again.”

–

HE SAID WHAT!?“ Leslie screamed making me throw my head back and sigh. I swear when she wanted to be she could be so dramatic. Normally, she was fairly contained. She could be rough around the edges, but there was also an elegant air about her that I always admired. But when she had an outburst, it was as intense as it was ridiculous.

To be fair, this was kind of worth the antics and had the roles been reversed, I would have reacted similarly. Jamal had really gone there and his actions following the statement let me know he was serious.

As casually as he had said that, he moved on with the evening and acted completely normal for the rest of it. I found myself stuck on stupid, while he simply rested his head backward and continued casual conversation about his brother coming to visit for a couple days and some shit that had gone down at the club.

I couldn’t muster up much more than a few nods and minor commentary. His response to me? "I don’t know why you’re surprised. You know we have something that’s worth exploring again. Stop overthinking it.”

He said this with a shrug as we rode to my apartment with the food we’d picked up on the way.

This wasn’t a joke to him. There was no need for him to change the way he had been acting because this was a normal thing to him. He didn’t care that he had dropped a bomb on me.

Well, it wasn’t necessarily a bomb. If I was honest, I knew we were both attracted to one another, had chemistry, and had delved into this before. I just wasn’t expecting him to be so forward with his intentions.

I knew Jamal was seeing other girls, I’d seen them out and about or in pictures and it never really bothered me. We didn’t discuss them too much, and I’d always taken precedence over them, but I assumed that was just because he was a good friend and none of these girls had made their mark enough to push us aside.

There was a small piece of me that had also assumed that he had lost his feelings for me and moved on. This flirty friendship we had was normal, even before we’d tried to take things to the next level, so nothing was out of the ordinary. But neither of us had pushed anything back to where we were before our falling out, save for one night we drunkenly kissed at a party. The next morning, we both woke up at my house and acted as if nothing had happened and for that I was thankful. This gave gas to my now incorrect theory that his feelings were no longer there.

Had I thought about the past with us? Of course. It was impossible not to. I couldn’t deny that I was attracted to him either. Jamal would always be himself and I would likely always find myself attracted to that. But I had no plans on pushing things back to where we were.

Except now, I didn’t know what to think. As the night went on, and I had time to process my thoughts on the matter, I realized this wasn��t as shocking as I initially thought.

But there was also the idea of working things out with Larry, and the What If’s on either end of both of these situations.

The only way I was able to sleep that night was because I’d smoked a joint and had a glass of wine to calm my nerves. That and a lavender candle gave me the reprieve from my thoughts that I needed.

“Damn Ali, teach me somethin’.” Leslie said, still laughing to herself, a smile playing on her lips as she shook her head. “What’s the first rule in hoe-maintenance?.”

“Oh please, I know you aren’t talkin.” I noted. Leslie had never been a one man kind of girl. She played the field and played it well. She was extremely loveable and captivating and always had been. I was pretty charming myself but she took the cake. To top it all off her nonchalance made the men want more. She was that girl. I always wished I could have half of the finesse she did. “They never want to act right until I leave their asses alone, shit. You don’t need my methods.”

“I mean, I’ve had some times.” She turned her head with a dramatic sigh, as if to be recalling the past. “But I mean, playboy Mal just, ever so casually claimed you. Claimed you. as HIS.”

“Oh so what, you’re team Jamal now?”

“You know I’m never team these hoes.” We both laughed at this statement because as ridiculous as it sounded, she was telling the truth. “But damn he really put his foot out there… and then acted as if it was nothing!”

“Les… literally nothing changed.” on his end… It took me a minute to recover. After he said that I was silent. He laughed at my speechlessness, knowing it was fairly unlike me to have absolutely nothing to say. Then he got up, grabbed my work bag, and I trailed him out of the building and into his car. We grabbed food, he dropped me off at home, then he went to work.

He texted me when he got home, as normal.

We made plans for brunch next week, per usual.

He came by when he was in the neighborhood.

Everything went right back to normal. I just… kept on, focusing on work and myself. Sorting out my feelings was part of the normalcy, I just now had added consideration for Jamal that I hadn’t really worried about initially.

Then there was the question of Larry. Did he even want a chance? My feelings were still there, as much as I tried to hide them or run from them, but again, there was so much baggage with us, so many words left unsaid and poor decisions made that I didn’t even know what was worth dealing with or not.

As usual, Jamal was easy. I didn’t have to give him answers. We’d dealt with our shit. We’d moved on.

Larry was the ever difficult one.

“I just… I don’t know what to think. I don’t know what he’s thinking, I barely know what I’m thinking… It’s too much.”

“Do you want to be with him?”

“Who?”

“Jamal.”

“I don’t know.” I said calmly with a shrug. “I mean he’s great, he’s attractive, cool. There’s potential there.”

“What about Larry?” Leslie asked. My heart raced.

“Huh?” I said for lack of words.

“What about Larry?” She repeated, with no tone or inflection. It was such a simple question and yet all I could focus on was the small flow of feelings that bubbled in my belly at the mention of him.

“I don’t know.” I said again, just as before, but this time my fingers tingled with a want to fidget and I bit my lip with words unsaid. “I guess I have some things to figure out.”

“You do.” Leslie said. “It’ll be hard. But… the balls are all in your court, so that’s a plus.”

The doorbell rang in the background and I rose to my feet.

“I got it.” Leslie replied quickly, still in her wheelchair. “It’s probably the food.”

“Girl, move.”

“Nah, I’m close to the door. Let me.” Leslie said determined. “Why don’t you grab the plates and stuff and bring them to the living room so we can watch drag race.”

“Alright.” I replied, letting her go ahead while I toyed with my phone and slowly walked toward the kitchen. A couple notifications from social media popped up, along with a funny tweet sent to my texts from Jamal. What took all of my attention away was a picture from my sister of my niece, cradling an avocado in her tiny hands. The sparkly pink manicure made me coo. I paused, grabbing the plates and cutlery, as well as two bottles of water.

“You want something other than water?” I called out to Leslie as I walked in the living room, my free hand responding to a my sister requesting a video and promising her that I would be calling them in a couple days.

“Water good with me.” My eyes rose quickly as Laurent voice unexpectedly filled my ears. He stood in front of me in a pair of grey sweats as he unpacked the various bags and the scent of hot thai food filled my nostrils.

Quickly I placed the stuff down on the table and reached in to give him the biggest hug.

“Lauuuuuuu what are you doing here?!” He laughed in response, gripping me hard and lifting me slightly off the ground. “Put me down before you hurt yourself!”

I smacked at his back which made him wince and laugh simultaneously. Leslie giggled too, which prompted me to turn to her. “You hit too hard!”

“Why didn’t you tell me he was here?!” I ignored Lau’s complaints as I eyed Leslie, who had wheeled herself near us.

“It was a surprise.” Larry answered for her. I spun quickly, not having the chance to react to not noticing his presence initially. “I make her don’t tell you that I’m coming.”

My cheeks warmed at the way he looked at me. Leaned against the doorway, dressed simply in a white v neck and black jeans, with Jordan Breds on, his outfit was so normal and yet looked so so good.

“I don’t get a hug?” Larry mused. “You hug Lau.”

“Yeah because she love me.” Lau said over the crinkle of the paper bag within the plastic ones that held dinner, including my long awaited pad thai.

“You don’t love me too?” Larry’s eyes bore into mine in a way that made things a bit too tense.

I walked over with a grin and wrapped my arms around Larry’s torso, inhaling the soft, cool scent of his fragrance and the essence of his energy. I wondered if he could feel my heart racing.

I could feel his.

His fingers dug into my shoulders and a gentle kiss was laid atop my head.

“I love you both the same, you know that!” I pinched his cheeks when we let each other go, to which he kissed his teeth.

Laurent laughed. “Is okay Liyah, I know you love me more then him.”

“You lie so bad.” Larry whispered over my shoulder.

“Where’s my ginger soup?” I asked outloud, searching the bags which were significantly more food than we would have ordered between the two of us.

“You not having that tonight.” Larry answered before anyone else could. Leslie had a smirk on her face as she glanced at me while her and Lau worked to make her comfortable to eat and chill.

“What you mean, that’s my favorite, we always order-”

“They eating thai together, Lau and Leslie.” Larry said calmly. I was confused and slightly annoyed because I had been looking forward to that simple ass soup and some pad thai all damn day. “You not eating that. You coming with me.”

“Huh?”

“We going to dinner together.” He said simply. My mind began to run instantly. I wanted to look for a way out, but I also wanted to spend some time with him alone. It would be nice but … damnit I just wasn’t ready to sit and talk.

“Is that how you ask my girl out on a date, nigga?” Leslie’s voice picked up, making me laugh through my nerves. “Like you blow me up trying to coordinate coming here secretly and you don’t have the sense to ask her on a date properly?”

Lau’s laughter carried over his stuffed mouth, he had already dug into his curry and rice blend. Greedy ass.

I was jealous.

“Leslie come on man.” Larry whined at her blowing his cool.

“Nah nigga.” It was nice to see them banter back and forth instead of her shooting daggers with angry side-eyes or them both saddened due to her injury. Things felt normal.

This dinner could potentially fuck all of that up.

I sighed. Things were so good right now. So easy, for once. I knew it could be ruined with anything. I wasn’t ready.

I didn’t know when I’d be ready, but I know I just wasn’t ready yet.

Ugh, this was exactly the problem in the first place. We both ran and ran from the bullshit between us.

“Aaliyah.” Larry’s voice took me out before I could delve too deep into my destructive thoughts. “Will you go to dinner with me? I have somewhere I wanna take you.”

“Sure.” I said softly, before I could convince myself otherwise. Maybe the heavens would bless me and we could just chill tonight. One couid only hope.

“Awwwwwww!” Laurent yelled. Larry and I both cut eyes at him and told him to shut up simultaneously. Mine was a bit gentler, while Larry’s was followed with a quick French that made Lau laugh loudly at his teasing. Leslie used her free arm to put her hand over Lau’s mouth to silence a reply, and he licked her, making her reel back. They began to fuss at each other gently, Lau still conscious of her various injuries.

“Cool,” Larry spoke up. “You ready so we can go?”

“Right now?”

“Yeah.” He nodded.

I looked down at my simple outfit. “I want to change.”

“Nah.” Larry muttered, eyeing me up and down in the simple black jumpsuit I currently wore. The pants billowed out below the ankles and the top was fitted. It could be dressed up, but I tossed it on casually to go into work this morning and never went back home to take it off. The little sandals I wore here were cute, and I’d worn them simply because I had just gotten a pedicure and with the weather finally warming this weekend I felt it appropriate to show the white toes off. I couldn’t wait for summer. We were barely into spring and yet the tiniest peek of warm weather had me excited.

“You look good. You don’t need to.”

“Where are we going? I should put on some makeup or something…” I’d gone mostly makeup free, a little mascara and a nude lipgloss was all that I wanted to do today and I hadn’t deviated from that.

“Aaliyah. You good. You look perfect.” My cheeks warmed, providing a blush that I lacked. “Come on. We gonna be late.”

–

Larry.

The car ride was pretty peaceful as we made our way into Manhattan. Traffic was its usual annoying way, but where normally I would have considered Uber-ing or even taking the train, I opted to take this time to catch up, be alone.

Just be.

We talked about the lightest things, how work had been. Leslie’s health updates. Her parents and their prep for a summer anniversary trip to Spain. I told her about Mama’s new living room set Lau and I had bought for her, and how I planned on hiring her a driver. We mused about our parents meeting somewhere in Europe.

There would be moments of silence, where Sango’s album filled the speakers and that was fine, but if I could tell she was getting nervous, I stepped in to ease her with more topics that were comfortable.

That was the point of tonight.

I just wanted things to be normal. Eventually, I explained just that to her.

“What’s normal for you?” She asked. There wasn’t a drop of sarcasm or a splash of slickness. She genuinely wanted to know. Her body angled toward me in the plush black leather seat, her skin the only thing really standing out.

“Normal is us just be together. We talk like old times. We have fun. We laugh.” I shrugged, turning her way briefly. The GPS led me for the most part, which made this a little easier of a trip. “Is so weird, we not be like that in forever, I forget what is like for just be around you.”

She smiled, only giving me her profile now. I could only glance in her direction anyway. My focus needed to be on the road. Had we not been cutting it close on timing, I would have pulled over just to really analyze her movements and body language.

“You think maybe we can be normal?” I asked, just as the song changed, leaving a silence in the air that lingered until the next track began.

“I don’t know.” Aaliyah said quietly. I exhaled the breath I hadn’t known I was holding. “But I can try.”

“You shouldn’t have to.”

“Have to try?” She asked. I nodded. “I know… but it feels like I do.”

There was a question on the tip of my tongue. Why? one simple word that I wouldn’t utter. It could change the course of the evening and I didn’t want that.

“Don’t try. You no have to try.”

She took a deep breath, her mouth opening with words unsaid before she settled on silence. I peeked over at her, as she faced forward completely. I wondered if I’d said too much, gone too far.

Maybe we’d gone too far for normalcy to be a thing.

Out of my peripheral, I saw her shift in her seat again, only slightly. I glanced, catching her eyes on me with a slight smile. “I wont.”

From then on things felt different. Really different… but in the best way.

We both realized that we had been thinking about things way too hard tongiht. If the agenda was to be normal and feel like the old times, we would have to go about this as simply as possible. Yes there was a massive hurdle to cross in order to coninue on with anything between us other than a professional relationship, but tonight wasn’t for that.

Tonight was for the past. For fun, for drinking and eating and talking.

Tonight was easy.

The calm before a potential storm of feelings. I needed tonight so that I could figure out if this was even worth it. We both did.

When we pulled up to the restaurant, valet met us near the entrance. I gladly paid the cost, having zero intention on waiting out the search for a parking spot. Aaliyah glanced around, her glossy lips shining as they caught bits of the fairly dim lighting.

“This place is nice.” She noted. “I maybe could have changed.”

“I told you you look good.” I reminded her. “I don’t lie.”

We were seated quickly, the benefits of my reservation I assumed. The small table was a great size for two, and there we sat, gazing through the special chef’s menu for the evening. This restaurant was a hot spot in the city, what with its ever changing menu and guest chefs being brought in once every month to curate a new agenda. It was a launching pad for some, and a way to promote for others. Even though it was fairly new, I could already tell it would make a nice drop in the market of other restaurants.

This chef’s menu was all French cuisine, with aspects of African and Caribbean culture in certain dishes, giving them a creole flare. There was a bouillabaisse with crab meat, a coq au vin made with rum for a different flavor profile, and and even accras, fritters from Guadeloupe, with a wine reduction au jus to dip them in. The menu made my mouth water. I hadn’t been to Guadeloupe in years, and my mom hadn’t cooked any staples in a while. Every dish sounded amazing and I knew whatever I ordered would hit the spot.

“This menu looks right up your alley.” Aaliyah’s voice carried over her own menu, her eyes big and bright at the options. We both could throw down on some food, and with me ruining her Thai plans I’m sure this was an eventful decision. “Everything looks amazing, I don’t even know what to get.”

“Shit. Me either.” We both laughed at our indecisiveness.

“I was going to make you pick for me.”

I raised my eyebrows, shocked that she would leave that decision in my hands. “I think you maybe like Chicken Basquaise. It say it’s with peppers and curry so it’s spicy.”

“I was considering that.” She paused, eyeing the menu even more. “Either that or the Ratatouille Gumbo. There was something about the mix of peppers and veggies and sausages that made me excited.

I relayed both of our orders to the waiter, adding fritters and a rum punch for each of us. I knew the drink well, having it well before I was of legal age and always feeling the nostalgia of walking through the streets of Guadeloupe with my brothers, the breeze kissing my skin.

"Damn this is bomb.” Aaliyah said after her first sip.

“I know. Is a thing in Guadeloupe.” I explained to her. “These fritters too, they fresher there but still the flavor the same.” The chef nailed these.

I’d be sure to send my compliments.

Over the rest of the meal, we laughed, continuing to talk about everything under the sun that came up. She told me about work, the new job requirements, her sister, her parents, and how much she missed driving herself around. I talked about the tour, how strenuous things were, how silly Beyonce was, the cool stops we’d made, and the fans. Conversation flowed naturally and comfortably.

We picked from each other’s plates, engorged ourselves in various dishes, and now split a desert platter with a spiced creme brûlée that was fucking insane. The leftovers would be plentiful and likely I’d send them home with her.

The bill had yet to come to our table, and wouldn’t, as I’d prearranged to have dinner squared away before she could even offer.

We needed this.

For some reason I felt that the best way to get us to a place would be complete comfort. Aaliyah and I spent so much time stuck together and running from the inevitable. It was useless. But for one night I just wanted to see. I knew somewhere deep down, there was something worth fighting for, even if she didn’t believe it.

I was right.

Every time I made comments she brushed them off. Every little joke went past her with intention, and she shied away from seriousness like it was her most qualified job. But she knew just like I did.

When things were good, they were so good that they could outweigh the bad.

She and I were supposed to be something.

“Ladies and Gentlemen.” A black woman with a bald head stood up and greeted the full back area of the restaurant. “I’d like to thank you all for coming tonight, and because it is opening, I’d like for you all to meet the head chef who curated everything that was in front of you this evening. She worked long and hard crafting the perfect meal and dedicated a good amount of time to its quality.”

Everyone clapped, as she emerged from the back with a wide grin, her hands clasped. Even though we weren’t so close to the back, I could see her brown cheeks beginning to redden. Wispy hair hung from her bun, her bangs hung long and swept past her eyes, and I laughed to myself at how adorable she looked.

“Siobhan Michaud, everyone!” Aaliyah craned her neck and all of a sudden it clicked for her. Her eyes widened and her smile grew as she looked at me amidst her realization.

“Wait seriously? Why didn’t you tell me!”

I winked in response, and Aaliyah shook her head, still maintaining excitement at meeting one of my good friends from home.

Eventually Siobhan made her way to our table, to which I met her with the biggest hug I could. I really was proud of all of her accomplishments. She applied for this gig a while ago, asking me tips on living in New York and my opinion on what kind of food would go over well in Brooklyn. I just knew she’d get it, and she did. She’d been hand selected almost immediately. I’d been nothing but encouraging because Siobhan was a beast in the kitchen and I knew no matter what she brought to the states, she’d kill.

And that she did. All through out the night I kept my ears open toward the commentary from Aaliyah on the meal, as well as the others in tables nearby us. No one had even the slightest negative remark. I was also thankful for that, as I would have likely lost my cool and given away my familiarity with the chef had they been not so appreciative.

I introduced Aaliyah and Sisi, and their natural inclination was to hug and compliment one another as if they’d know each other forever. It made me happy to see, two women I held in high regard in the same place, vibing positively. Aaliyah couldn’t stop complimenting the meal and her talent, and Siobhan had heard so much of the work Aaliyah had put in for us and had to sing her praises in response.

“Listen, I have a connect with a food critic, I could have her stop by one night while you’re here!” Aaliyah began placing pegs.

“That would be amazing, Wow, I’m honored.”

“Oh please, you’re wonderful! I thought you specialized in Italian food, you clearly are extremely multifaceted. Those fritters? Bury me with a bag.”

“I’ll send some home with you.” Siobhan replied.

“You send some with me?” I asked, clutching my chest in mock hurt. Disgusted faces from both of them made me laugh audibly. “Hey, no fair you team up on me.”

“Boy.” “Tais toi.” They even brushed me off in unison.

“So what made you choose to do this style instead of sticking with how your restaurant is in Paris?”

“I started with Italian cuisine, it was the food I worked in when I was young… but branching out into a different style was always a dream of mine.” Her deep and guttural English was significantly better than mine, the accent lacing her words minimal. Living in London probably helped her with that. “If I was going to start anywhere, it would be with food from home. Creole styles, certain staples found in food from Guadeloupe? It just made sense.”

“Say no more.” Aaliyah snatched her phone from her bag and began sending a text, her fingers moving a mile a minute. “I’m messaging Cecily now, she’d love to hear all about your journey and is always looking to support women in food too.”

They both laughed and smiled as conversation continued, causing me to do the same. I chimed in occasionally, but there was something special about the natural connection between them. The time was passing and everything just felt… amazing.

“Excuse me…” a man walked over to our table with who I would assume was his son. “I don’t mean to be rude and please excuse me if this is out of line, but I’d like to take a picture with you both. My name is Chris and my son CJ here is a huge fan of you and your twin. I was so impressed by dinner and I -”

“Man it’s no problem with me as long as she cool.” I motioned to Siobhan.

“Of course.”

“I’ll take the picture for you all, how about that?” Aaliyah offered with a polite smile, before saying hello to both the man and his son.

After that, the three of us talked for a while until it had gotten late enough for Sisi to head back to the kitchen for clean up and prep for the next day.

The perfect ending to a perfect night.

“Larry I still can’t believe you didn’t tell me she was in town!” Aaliyah said as she looked over at me from the passenger seat. Traffic wasn’t crazy heading home and for this I was thankful. All I wanted to do right now was get some rest. My eyes felt lower, making me thankful for Aaliyah being here as a distraction. “Did your brother know?”

“Yeah, he going another night I think.” I recalled with a shrug.

“You should have brought him tonight.”

“No way.” I shook my head and yawned uncontrollably. “Tonight for us. It for you and me. It was perfect without him.

Aaliyah tried and failed at holding back her smile. "It was, wasn’t it.”

I raised my eyebrows at her, looking shocked at her response. When she questioned it I had to be forthcoming. “I wasn’t expecting you to be that honest about how you felt.”

“Neither was I.”

There was silence on both ends. Caribbean music filled the speakers as we rode peacefully. Jetlag and a full meal really had me exhausted. That third rum punch probably wasn’t the best idea. It didn’t matter though. The point was, I felt good.

I glanced over at Aaliyah, who simply leaned against the window, and I removed my hand from the shift and placed it gently on her knee. My heart beat faster when I felt the delicate touch of her fingertips, lining my rings and my veins. Her nails gently scraped in certain spaces, causing me to instinctively grip her knee.

A red light allowed me to look at her face on.

Just as I expected, the bright break lights of the people in front of us shined on her face, her brown eyes looking at me, her hands on mine. I swallowed, causing her to sigh and her bottom lip fell ever so slightly.

“So.” She exhaled deeply. “What’s next?”

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