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[felinemotif]

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[inuiiwonderland]

Twisted captivity

Chapter 1

Twst third years x fem reader

A/n: here is the first chapter of my new series “twisted captivity” !! Again this is a yandere series so it will have some dark themes! Also, the first couple chapters will be more on the short side since It has been a while since I wrote anything and also because of my major writers block and motivation for writing. So I’m taking baby steps rn lol. But I genuinely wanna write this since it’s been on my mind for MONTHS! So enough about my rambling I really hope you guys enjoy this!

Words:766

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You walked down the long hallway as Crowley explained to you the rules and things you would be in charge of.

“Since your father told me you’re a researcher, you will be in charge of writing down every detail and interaction you have with the mers and also help us understand more about them and their biology!”

You simply nodded, still not believing that he has REAL mermaids and mermen’s in his care.

“You will also be in charge of feeding them, cleaning and taking care of their tanks! Though do be careful, some of them can be very wary and may attack when they feel threatened!”

“Ah that’s…good to know”

“Great! Now it’s time for you to come meet them so follow me” You followed him as he led you down a long hallway before walking through a double door which led you to a giant lab. In there you can see a big window as people rush in all sorts of directions.

“This is our lab! Here we run all our experiments and test” Your eyes grow wide as you see a couple of people roll in a big cart with an equally large tank which has a mermaid inside.

The poor thing was thrashing around in the tank as she clawed on the glass. The tank must have been made with really strong glass since it didn’t crack or break by how hard the poor thing was banging on it. The cart was rolled to another room, which you did NOT want to know about.

“Don’t worry she’ll be fine”

Something tells you she wouldn’t….

“Come follow me! I’ll show you the less aggressive ones first”

Okay now you were slowly starting to regret this

Maybe you should’ve stayed home and made yourself a good meal as you watched your favorite show. But no, you decided to show up instead.

What if this is all illegal? What if the government or whoever doesn’t even know such a thing exists?! Or maybe Crowley is working for the government?!

As you begin to panic, you accidentally bump into said man as he comes to a stop.

“Sor-“

“We’re here!” You step aside and you stare in awe as you are met with a beautiful sight.

The place looked absolutely gorgeous. It definitely didn’t look like it belonged in a research facility.

The place had a huge waterfall along with some beautiful trees and huge rocks and caves. You noticed a bridge in the center of it all and it had beautiful long vines surrounding it.

This definitely looked like it came from a fairy tale

“Welcome to the heartslabyul enclosure!” He says with a big smile.

“This place is so…”

“Amazing right? I’m glad you think so because I spent millions on this place!”

“Hey Crowley!” You both turned around to see a man with black and white hair. The man looked annoyed as he glared down at Crowley.

“Ah! Crewel! Nice seeing you here today, say why are you here?” The man scowled.

“I work here you idiot”

“Hey now that’s not a good way to talk to your boss! I have a new worker here with me and you can’t make it seem like calling me an idiot is okay!” Crowley says as crewel turns to look at you.

“You should still run while you have the chance” He says which causes Crowley to gasp.

You just awkwardly laugh as crewel and Crowley continue to bicker back and forth. You step away from the two as you decide to explore the area a bit more.

You walk down the bridge and to a small path that leads you to another beautiful part of the area. As you continued exploring, you didn’t notice the pair of eyes that peeked from under one of the lily pads.

Red eyes followed you as you continued to walk down the path.

Weird….never seen her around before

He watches you like a hawk before quickly ducking down as you turn around.

You eye the water curiously

“Weird….could’ve sworn I heard something” As you were about to walk a little closer towards the water, the sound of your name being called made you stop. You look up to see Crowley waving at you from the bridge.

“Come! I have more things to discuss with you in my office!” You just nodded but before you left, you looked back at the water one last time before walking away and to where crowley was.

As you leave, the boy slowly comes back up with curious eyes.

She looks nice….

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Again sorry for such a short chapter😓 but as I said, baby steps!

Taglist: @ruisann @roseapov @0ffth3rec0rd @anunholyabomination

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Also! Reader will have more like a mother/older sister relationship with the 1st and 2nd years! I will explain more as the story goes:)

[leclerced]

in MY opinion they somewhere like natural. like bunny is just so sweet and innocent and crowds aren’t really for her so in my head it was like in a grocery story or something or lando sought HER out.

pls thats so cute and like we’ve talked ab her being an f1 fan and looking up to seb like he’s her fav so lando approaching in a grocery store. what if its like right after his rookie season ?? end of 2019 i think.

she’s looking at grapes so intensely trying to decide between purple and cotton candy ones and suddenly someone’s clearing their throat and she’s apologizing for being in the way before she even looks up. then he’s saying “no, no need to apologize, actually i’m sorry to be weird but ur like super pretty and i’ll regret it for the rest of my life if i don’t ask, so can i get your number?” she looks up from where she’s moving her shopping cart and immediately recognizes him and is like. star struck but he sees the shock on her face and regrets coming on so hard and is like “okay so sorry will definitely not ask a girl for her number in a grocery store ever again sorry to bother you!” and starts walking away.

shes immediately stuttering “no! i’m sorry i just- you- you’re like- i’m sorry i just- you’re lando norris??” and he’d freeze up bc ! pretty girl knows who he is?? she froze bc she knows who she is?? he’d immediately get so confident like this is my moment theres no way i can mess this up! so he’s like “yeah, you a fan?” and she’s like “i mean, yeah, of course. i mean seb’s my favorite but you did incredible this year!” and he’d kinda deflate bc like obv he wouldn’t be her favorite its his first year so it makes sense her fav driver is a veteran world champ he could never compete with. he’d get her number and she wouldn’t get why he wants to see her constantly like as soon as he gets home he’s asking if she wants to hang out. idk what they’d do but after the first hang out she’d get home and check her phone to find a text asking him when he can see her again, even funnier if he picked her up and dropped her off bc like she gets out of his car and he immediately texts her 😭

he’d be so down bad but not wanna spook her bc he can tell she’s like sweet and innocent. just a vibe he gets from her, the way she blushes and stutters any time he flirts w her so he wouldn’t put the moves down very hard. she’s never rly gotten attention like that or didn’t notice it when guys flirted w her. she’s just oblivious to how pretty everyone thinks she is and is like well ppl are just nice! thinks that everyone out there is doted on by complete strangers like ppl are always holding doors open for her, baristas never let her pay for her coffee, she gets complimentary desserts from waiters like they just bring her a slice of pie or cake they think she’ll like and she’s like but i didn’t order this?? and lando’s the same way. he would see smth that reminds him of her and buy it without thinking to gift to her the next time he sees her. she’s confused, can’t tell if he’s flirting with her when he tells her he likes her shoes or her dress. all her friends are like “he wants to jump ur bones!” but she just doesn’t believe them bc shes baby! and then she’s over at his place one night and he kisses her for the first time while she’s mid sentence and he’d apologize and say smth cheesy like “sorry u just look so kissable rn” and she wants to beg him to do it again but her brain is short circuiting and she doesn’t know the words to ask.

[bubbledumbbinch]

Some oral headcanons for Riddle, Idia and Epel (if you write smut for him). Both giving and receiving please 🔥🔥

Woohoo!!!! First ask EVER!!!! I hope u enjoy it aaaah, the reader in this scenario has no specific pronouns but fem body parts, since that’s what I’m most comfy writing with rn ;v; i will try to keep getting better the more i write!

A/N: This piece of writing is purely 18+ only. Minors do not interact.

Riddle Rosehearts x Reader

Giving

Riddle has never given oral, but he is fueled by his desire to please you!!

He offers it as some kind of reward for doing so well on an exam he helped you study for

Now, Riddle has certainly passed by the human anatomy images in textbooks and read about each person’s sexual body parts, learning about it in a very educational way. He usually blushed when he looked at the detailed images and quickly turns the pages.

Riddle would have researched different ways on how to please you before actually initiating anything; he wouldn’t want to completely blow it (pun intended) with you.

But learning about things in a book and actually practicing it would be completely different, he’ll come to find out!

He lets you sit on the edge of his bed while he kneels down in front of you, looking up at your face as he pulls your pants and underwear off

Riddle turns almost as red as his hair when he finally sees your leaking cunt, excited that he made you feel this way!

He watches your face intently as he listens to the noises you make, taking your body language into great consideration.

He focuses his energy on your clit and spends time building you up to your release

Riddle moans lightly as you cum, still licking you as you ride out your high

He wipes his mouth as he comes up to kiss you sweetly, teasingly asking you how it was, the smug bastard KNOWS he made you feel so good

Secretly plans on doing it more often because he wants to watch your face twist in pleasure because of him.

“Ah, my rose... did you enjoy that?” The redhead asked smugly, smirking at your form as he raises his head up. “I believe you really did, by the way you made such a mess on me...”

Receiving

Surprise surprise, Riddle ALSO has never received head!

Is a blushing mess when you offer it so casually during a heated makeout session!! But he can’t deny his beautiful rose, can he?

He remains seated on his chair as you knelt down on the floor, undoing his belt and pulling his bottoms down.

He’s extremely embarrassed because, he’s a bit average if not less than the average. Riddle’s worried you would judge him in that department, but when you stroke the precum leaking out of him with your finger he lets go of all of those doubts!

He can’t help but let out a groan and throw his head back when you give his cock a kitten lick from the base to the tip and then engulf him in your mouth.

Riddle tries to be quiet but you can hear his little gasps and you look up to see his eyes glazed in pleasure.

You also can’t help but let your hands explore his body,

He feels like he can’t control himself and grips your hair in his fingers, releasing in your mouth

If you swallow his cum, expect Riddle to freak out the first time, him completely flustered !! But also secretly turned on 😏

“Mmh,! S-so good...” Riddle’s panting as he finished. “E-eh?! You swallowed?! Why?!!” His face is burning by now. “My rose, let’s wash down that flavor with a sweet tart now, hm?”

Idia Shroud x Reader

Giving

It starts out with the two of you by yourselves in his room, sitting on the floor and playing games

Idia notices the way your thighs look thicker when you are sitting in a certain position, reminding him of a certain set of lewd doujinshi images he has masturbated to a few times

You catch Idia staring, fixated at your thighs and quickly catch on

You have to be the one to initiate anything since you know Idia is not the type to!

When you get up to lay down on his bed, Idia actually manages, somehow, to ask you to sit on his face! You’re surprised he would even initiate anything at all!

You’re embarrassed but seeing the way his eyes look so lustful when you lower your hips to meet his mouth, it spurs you on and gives you some confidence!

He lowkey wants you to suffocate him with your thighs..... he won’t tell you that in person though!

Idia hasn’t done this before, but he has watched a lot of hentai scenes of eating out, so he tries to mimic the same actions and is met with your high pitch moans!

When he feels you squeezing his head when you’re close to cumming he uses his hands to keep you in place, not letting you pull away

When he sees and hears you orgasm he swears he could just die a happy man right then and there!!

“A-ah.. this was so much better than my fantasies.... Y/N, you truly are my SSR character...” you heard Idia muttering into your thighs as he lays there, looking even more happy than you were at the moment! You had to wonder, “was this for my enjoyment or his?”

Receiving

Idia would definitely want you to give him head while he is gaming or coding 👀

Personally I see him as really horny but never brave enough to really initiate things verbally

Idia would have a pink flush on his face as he asks if you could suck him off

He makes sure that he was able to tell Ortho to go out and run some errands for the dorm which he knew would take a little while

He would probably be on his gaming chair, with you on your knees in front of him

Idia would bite his shirt or the sleeve of it while feeling you lick at his cock, sighing heavily once you start to pick up your speed

If he is gaming though, he turns off his mic and releases short gasps and sighs of pleasure, trying to prove he is great at what he’s doing by being distracted but still winning

He would definitely tell you when he was close to cumming, planning to pull out. Depending on if you decide to swallow or have him pull out, either scenario would be a win for him.

The idea of having his seed in your mouth or painting your pretty face only serves to turn him on more :)

By the way DEFINITELY don’t tease him by saying you’ll wear kitten ears the next time you blow him, he will be adding them to his online shopping cart within the next .5 seconds

“Oh- Oh Great Seven- That was close..!” Idia groans, accompanied by the sounds of his rapid movement on his controllers. Once he notices you swallow his cum, he instantly turns pink and you swore his hair flashes red for a moment! “I-..... you didn’t need to... do that..” he turns away from your gaze.

Epel Felmier x Reader

Giving

Epel definitely wants to prove he’s a man who can provide to his partner!!

He would not be forceful, but offer to treat you and take an initiative! ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ

Epel gives you plush pillows to lay down on his bed and makes sure to have his apple scented candles on to set the mood~

He secretly asked Rook for advice but you don’t need to know that LOL

Epel is definitely the type to be shy internally but tries to cover up that fact by trying to be dominant, but not too over the top. He wants to be respectful of your boundaries

Epel will try to use his fingers as well - using them to tease your nipples or play with your dripping hole~

Rook told him to do that LOL

When you look down you’re met with the lavender haired boy looking up into your eyes with a determined yet lustful gaze, cheeks tinged with pink ❤️

When he finally brings you close to your release, he works his pink tongue more aggressively as he watches you come undone~

What a hardworking farm boy! We love :)

“Well, how was that? Wasn’t that something a real man would do for his woman?” He asked you, a big grin on his face when you nod your head and smile at him.

Receiving

You totally catch Epel off guard when you ask to give him a blowjob!!

He became a blushing mess and was shy, at first.

However, you sorta made him a bit mad and told him his dick was cute, no matter how big it was, describing HOW it was cute in great detail!

Epel tried to conceal his feelings but once he felt you wrap your lips around the tip of his dick, he lost himself.

He grabbed your head a bit roughly, “I’ll show you how cute I can be...” as he fucked your face (with your consent!)

Hey, you know the repercussions of calling him cute, and how much he hates it!

If he notices you don’t like how rough he’s being, he will stop being rough once he notices your body language and if there are tears pricking your eyes he gets pretty worried!

However if you DO like it, Epel will definitely keep going at it, and fuck your face faster once he feels his release coming.

You look up at his face while he released inside your mouth and you see his eyes rolled back and mouth agape. Epel’s releasing moans that are throaty and similar to his “real” voice he hides from everyone.

He’s a blushing, panting mess once you’re through with him!

“Sh-shit!!” Epel grips your hair tightly as he shoves his cock to the back of your throat, simultaneously releasing his seed and showing his dominance. “You... were amazing...” he pants, too tired out to even care about how he sounded at the moment.

[heauxplesslydevoted]

Silent Treatment (Ethan x MC)

Summary: Naomi decides that if Ethan isn’t going to treat her like a valued member of the team, she’ll teach him a little lesson.

Based on chapter 1, some spoilers for chapter 2, and my own speculation, so read at your own risk.

I highkey hate this but I’m posting it anyway

~v~

Naomi is quiet. No, she is unusually quiet. Ethan has seen her get silent when it’s time to buckle down and focus on a task, or if something is weighing heavily on her, but at this point he knows her well enough to know it’s neither of those. She’s withdrawn, and he doesn’t understand why.

Her presence is hard to miss, the young resident has enough charm and charisma in her pinky finger to dazzle an entire room. And she’s never this quiet. Naomi demands to be heard at all times. With unapologetic vivacity. With her hands. Eyes sparkling when she gets an idea, or fiery when she needs to dig her toes into something and fight. Nothing about Naomi Valentine is ever subdued, so why the hell is she so silent?

She didn’t speak much during the last few team meetings. He and Harper have led all of the conversations, bouncing ideas back and forth, building off of each other’s ideas. Occasionally, Naomi would offer input, merely to agree or disagree with a theory, before going back into her shell.

It’s even bleeding into their personal life. For the better part of the past 3 months, she’s stayed with him, the two of them holed up in his apartment in the Back Bay, but now she’s opting to stay at her own place. It’s been going on a few days now, this random despondence, and Ethan isn’t a fan of it. He’d take it a step further and say it's driving him crazy. This isn’t the woman he’s known for the past two years, even at her lowest was she never this reclusive.

As he walks down the halls of Edenbrook, he spots Naomi, her personality back to what it once was. She’s with Ines at a vending machine, and Naomi wastes no time animatedly talking to the now attending about a fun date she went on with her girlfriend.

Heart hammering wildly in his chest, Ethan swallows thickly as he listens to her talk. He’s missed the sound of her voice, the affectionate way her strong accent curls around her ‘r’s’ and dramatically elongates her ‘o’s’. It becomes clear that she’s willing to talk, just not to him. Ethan doesn’t like that idea at all, but it’s the only one that makes sense. And if that’s the case, he needs to get to the bottom of things and remedy the situation.

“Naomi, can we talk please?” He asks once Ines is no longer in their presence.

He doesn’t miss the way she bristles upon hearing his voice. But Naomi nods anyway. “Sure, what’s wrong?”

“Can we talk in the office?”

The walk back to the seventh floor is marked with awkward silence as Naomi refuses to initiate conversation with him. The more time ticks on, the more anxiety settles in Ethan’s chest. What’s going on with her that she refuses to divulge?

The office is unoccupied when they arrive, as Harper has already gone home for the evening. Naomi stands by the door, opting not to settle into a seat or even move further into the room. Everything about her body language reads that she’s poised and ready to strike at any given moment. He frowns. She’s never been this defensive against him, at least when they’re not in the middle of an argument. “What’s going on?”

“Are you okay?”

The question catches Naomi off guard. She blinks slowly before shrugging in nonchalance. “I’m fine, Ethan.”

“You’re fine? Really?”

“Is there a reason why I shouldn’t be fine?”

“Not really, but you haven’t been acting like yourself recently.”

Because you’ve been quieter than a church mouse for the past few days. You don’t talk during meetings, you’re silent when we interact with the patients, it’s like you’ve completely tuned out.”

With the way he’s been acting, Naomi is almost shocked that he even realized what she’s been doing. Wow, so maybe the great Ethan Ramsey hasn’t lost his attention to detail.

“Oh, so you’ve actually noticed?”

“I’m a diagnostician, I notice everything,” Ethan deadpans. He can feel the sarcasm wafting off of her. “What, was this an intentional act for my attention?”

“Intentional, yes. But for your attention? Not necessarily,” Naomi answers.

His eyes narrow at her, his gaze near piercing. She’s playing some sort of childish game with him, first with not speaking and now with the vague half answers. “Okay, so walk me through your thought process. Why has the cat stolen your tongue?”

“I decided that if my input wasn’t going to be valued during team discussions, I might as well not speak at all.”

Ethan gapes at her, confused. Where did that come from? “Naomi, what on earth are you talking about? When have I ever not valued your input?”

“I’m talking about the fact that for the past two cases, I’ve stood on the sidelines while you’ve either cut me off mid-sentence to talk over me, or ignore my presence altogether. I might as well blend into the wall.”

“That’s not–”

Naomi doesn’t give him the chance to refute.  “Please spare me the attempt at arguing. Last week, Harper’s first day on the team, you literally had to circle back to me because you cut me off while I was speaking. And now, we’re working on a case, and you and Harper aren’t even taking this patient seriously! I’ve had to redirect the conversation and tell you guys to focus, because you two were too busy acting like bosom buddies, sharing anecdotes about hangovers, and stupid flamenco lessons, and dates you went on in the past, which is not only inappropriate and disrespectful to the patient’s time, it’s disrespectful to me.”

“So either you are completely oblivious, which I find hard to believe for someone as astute as you are, or you have no respect for me, not just as your colleague, but as the woman you claim to be in a relationship with,” Naomi continues. The floodgates have been opened and now that she’s started, she can’t stop herself. “And maybe it’s the latter, because I set that standard. I’ve let you go days, weeks, months without speaking to me with zero consequence, I’ve let you shut me out and slam doors in my face, make snide comments last year when we were treating Leland, I’ve let you have carte blanche over the pace of this relationship. I’ve always just been here and allowed your shitty social graces and piss poor communication skills to rule, and time and time again, you’ve gone unscathed, but now I’m just really tired of it.”

For the first time in a long, Ethan doesn’t have a clue what to say, and as always, Naomi is the woman who puts him in this position.

“Naomi, you can’t possibly think that I think so little of you.”

He can tell by the way her eyes darken that he put his entire foot in his mouth just now. The warning bells go off in his brain, and he scrambles to think of how he can correct this latest blunder.

Naomi bites down on her lip, and she’s actually shocked her mouth isn’t instantly flooded with the metallic taste of blood. She’s getting Punk’d obviously. The office is bugged, and Ashton Kutcher is going to jump out and announce his presence soon. That has to be it. Ethan has to be pranking her, because there’s no way a 38 year old man could ever be so dense, right? Surely his response to her grievances isn’t to dismiss her claims.

“You know what? You’re being obtuse, and we clearly aren’t getting anywhere, so I’m going to cut this conversation off now.”

She refuses to look like the psycho in this scenario and breathe any more life into this argument, and she’s not about to plead her case any further like she’s the one in the wrong.

Ethan’s eyes soften, and he takes a step forward, arms outstretched to touch, soothe whatever hurts he’s heaped upon her, but Naomi sidesteps, moving out of his reach.

If he wasn’t nervous at the start of this conversation, he is now. If the physical act of Naomi blatantly refusing to touch him wasn’t clear enough, the metaphorical chasm between the two of the just widened by a few yards as well. A chill races up and down the length of his spine.

“Naomi, I’m sorry,” Ethan says gently. “I…” His words taper off and he pauses, struggling for what he wants to say next. This has never been his strong point, being vulnerable.

And Naomi doesn’t offer him a lifeline. She’s not going to give him an out or assuage him of anything he’s currently feeling like she usually does. She’s laid out all of her cards, and things are in Ethan’s court at this point. Like always. 

“I’m going home,” she announces. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

~v~

The sun is barely out when Naomi shows up for work in the morning. Most of the hospital is still, the last of the night shift heading out as she’s on her way in. She heads towards the residents’ lounge, wanting to put her things away before checking in on her patients and having a team meeting.

As soon as she opens her locker, she spots a gorgeous bouquet of red roses wrapped in newspaper invading the space. There’s no note attached to the bouquet, and she spared a quick glance around the room to see if anyone else is there. The lounge is empty, save for another resident in the corner, sleeping.

Naomi takes the bouquet out of her locker, careful not to smash the petals and holds it up to her nose, inhaling deeply. 

Deciding to not put more thought into where they came from, Naomi simply cradles the bouquet in the crook of one of her arms, stuffs her bag into her locker, and continues on with her morning routine.

She’s passing by the nurses’ station on the 7th floor when someone catches her attention. “Oh Dr. Valentine! You have a special delivery.”

Her steps slow down as she approaches the front desk where Sarah, one of her favorite RNs is stationed. Sarah steps aside, revealing an even larger bouquet of roses, these ones white.

“Where did these come from?” Naomi asks.

“They were delivered about half an hour ago,” Sarah replies with a wink. “No note, though. I won’t let Dr. Ramsey know that you have a secret admirer.”

And that’s when it clicks into place. Memories of her fight with Ethan come flooding back, and it becomes clear that he’s the one gifting her these flowers. Before she even realizes she’s doing it, her eyes roll. If he thinks a couple of bouquets of roses are a good enough apology, he can think again.

Naomi plucks a white rose right from the center of the bouquet and hands it to Sarah. “For you.”

“Really? Are you sure?”

“I insist,” Naomi says. “Happy Friday, Sarah.”

“Thank you, Dr. Valentine!”

Seeing the smile on the senior nurse’s face is almost enough to cleanse Naomi of the annoyance she feels towards Ethan in this moment. After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Naomi manages to scoop up this new batch of flowers – they’re in a vase, to which she adds her red ones – and finishes her trek to the office.

She isn’t expecting it to be covered in bunches of bright yellow sunflowers.

Their communal desk is covered in them, along with Ethan’s personal desk and the couch. “What on earth was he thinking?”

“I was thinking that sunflowers are your favorite flower,” Ethan answers, and Naomi jumps, startled at his voice. She whips around and sees him standing in the doorway. “And so I got up well before the sun was shining, went to the Boston Flower Exchange and bought every single one I could get my hands on.”

“And the roses?”

“White is supposed to be symbolic of new beginnings and forgiveness,” Ethan explains. “And you simply can’t go wrong with red.”

“If you think buying me flowers is going to cut it, you must not know me well,” Naomi says. Him buying her things doesn’t impress her, no matter how much she jokes about his money.

“No, but I figured it couldn’t hurt.” Ethan takes a cautious step into the room, shutting the door behind him. A sleepless night without her beside him forced Ethan to do a lot of thinking about how he wanted this conversation to go. A peace offering is always a good start. “And it got you to talk to me.”

Naomi scoffs and sets her flowers down. “Barely.”

“I’m sorry,” Ethan says. “I’m an idiot, and an asshole.”

“It’s good that we can agree on something.”

Okay, it’s clear that she is not going to give him any leeway. “You were absolutely right to call me out on my behavior towards you.”

“Why did you do it?” Naomi asks.

“I wasn’t thinking,” Ethan says simply. “I got so caught up in having Harper on the team, and it’s easy to slip back into old habits without even realizing.”

“It wasn’t a simple one time thing. It was more than once that you and Harper completely forgot I was even there. And I like Harper, I don’t think I could respect her more than I already do, and I have a very healthy sense of self esteem, but even the toughest person on earth wouldn’t like being in my shoes, on the outside looking in while you and your ex reminisce on old dates and inside stories. Ethan, you couldn’t handle a modicum of the shit I have willingly put up with in order to be with you.”

His stomach knots up at the thought of an ex-boyfriend of Naomi’s coming into his personal space, sharing personal jokes with her, ignoring him, and monopolizing her time. If the thought of it had him this twisted, he can’t believe he’s been putting her through that reality.

“You were right to call me out on my bad communication skills. I am terrible at relationships. I’m not using it as an excuse, it’s just the truth. But I’ve gotten complacent, which is unacceptable.” Ethan takes another step towards Naomi, and when she doesn’t instantly recoil, he takes it as a sign to get even closer. “The last thing I ever want to do is stifle your voice, or make you feel invisible. Naomi, you are...invaluable. To this hospital, to this team, to me, and I am so sorry that there was ever a time where I made you feel like you weren’t. You are the most important person in my life, and what we have is something I’ve never had with anyone else.”

“Okay, so start acting like it,” Naomi challenges. “I’m your equal and I demand every bit of respect you have to offer. Anything less than that cannot be tolerated anymore, personally or professionally.”

Ethan nods emphatically at her words. “Of course.”

“I mean it.”

“You have my word, Naomi. I’ll never let it happen again.” He closes the gap between them and cups her face in his hand. “Just please...never give me the silent treatment again. Yell from the rooftops, argue with me, I don’t care, but I can’t take not hearing your voice.”

“You needed to be taught a lesson,” Naomi says simply.

“I learned my lesson, and I hated it,” Ethan confesses, his lips dangerously close to hers. Naomi doesn’t budge, not even an inch. She’s terribly stubborn, even at the end of a fight. “It was torture.”

“Good.” Deciding to put him out of his misery, Naomi tilts her head up and captures Ethan in a kiss. He doesn’t waste a single second returning it. His free hand wraps around the small of her back, pulling her in closer. How did he go this long without touching her?

He doesn’t know how long they’ve been kissing, but he finally breaks apart from her long enough to bury his face in her neck, allowing her scent and soft skin to soothe any of his fraught nerves. She smells like home.

“Does this mean I’m forgiven?” Ethan asks.

“The jury is still out on that one.”

“You’re going to make me work for this, aren’t you?”

“Are you up for the challenge?”

Ethan untangles himself from their embrace and takes a step back, so he’s able to look Naomi in the eyes. He takes her hand and presses a soft kiss into her palm. “For you? I’ll do just about anything.”

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the all too familiar feeling of being teleported to a new server never fails to make (Y/n) slightly nauseous. As their feet land firmly on solid ground they look up at the sky and smile slightly. Walking deeper into the forest they crouch as to not injure their face further. Realizing they haven't actually seen the injury they stop at a small clear pool. "The hood is up. That's why Eret didn't comment. Oh." Pulling down the hood they wince at the large bandage covering most of their cheek and part of their eye along with some of their neck.

getting up from their spot on the bank they see the distant silhouette of Philza.

"DADZA." The voices begin chanting along with more thought you know the gist. Arson, Women, Women in suits, Killing men...ANYWAY. As (y/n) walks toward their house they freeze at the small box while Philza stands infront of it confused. "Crap." They whisper as they slip past Philza and look into the large wooden crate.

A small chest lies within it. (Y/n) glances toward Philza confused. Before opening the chest they turn to look at Philza. He nods in confirmation. As (Y/n) opens the chest theirs a map. The map is blank part from a messily scrawled 2 words:

Dream SMP

(Y/n) bids Philza farewell before returning to the blank room and letting the portal take them back. They see the faint broken outline of the SMP as they float down toward spawn. Eret's castle, Tommy's dirt enterprises along with his "Power tower" Purpled's UFO they begin to blur into one massive blob of color. (Y/n) eventually feels the firm solid unmoving ground under their feet.

as Y/n glances at the map again it changes. A red X over a spot. With the words "Make house here" frowning but obliging to the paper's request (Y/n) begins hiking toward the location. As they come to a large stream of water spanning as far as the eye can see (Y/n) pulls out the map again and grins as it says "Railway." With a set of numbers-Quardinints. Eventually (Y/n) finds a button leading to the railway. As they press it they wait before yelping as the ground suddenly gives way.

It's never a great feeling slamming into water from a large distance but non less (Y/n) is grateful for not you know...Dying. As they look around the old seeming to be Mineshaft they see that the Railway is still intact. There's a chest beside the railway. Bending down toward the chest and whipping the dust and grime from the top they freeze.

a harsh echoing voice demands "WHO'S HERE."

(Y/n) stands up and pulling out a potion of Night vision they uncork the bottle before drinking. Rolling up their sleeves they remain silent. "HELLO? I KNOW YOU'RE THERE." The voice roars dementedly. "Hello?" (Y/n) replies. 'man. I swear to god if this is god I will throw hands. Like on sight.' They think as a floating figure emerges from the blackness. A glowing seam of orange against the black of the mineshaft,

eventually, a figure comes into view.

Black coveralls layered with enchanted Netherite (probably heavy enchantment) instead of the normal purple glow is replaced by an orange glow. A bronze orange hood up covering their hair. A black mask covering his face with a glowing orange pair of eyes and a jagged smile painted on crudity.

in the world chat, three words appear

<Nightmare>Has joined the game.

(Y/n) frowns and lifts their hands in surrender. "Mortal. You dare venture into my land?" (Y/n) knows they can't possibly fight and win against a man who seems to be floating in all neitherite, so naturally, they decide to do something more drastic. "Nightmare. Could you possibly take off your Netherite armor? I mean if you want to fight sure, fine. I won't use my potions, you take off your armor and allow yourself to take damage. Just hand-to-hand combat. Nothing more nothing less." They murmur as they bend down to the chest placing all their supplies neatly inside. Nightmare asks in his echoing demented voice. "Fight to the death. You win you can continue on your way." (Y/n) hesitates as the other floats toward her before landing on the ground and placing his armor into the chest before standing up and stretching.

As the two back up (Y/n) crouches slightly before typing in the chat:

<Y/n> Lol fighting god rn wish me luck lol <3

Nightmare's masks expression turns to one of amusement. "Mortal. What are you doing. Stalling?" (Y/n) shrugs before pulling their hair up making it easier for them to see. As Nightmare easily jumps atop of the chest he turns toward the small beam of wood above (Y/n) jumping toward it he swings slamming the heals of his feet into the space between their rib and stomach.

(Y/n) slams toward the ground feeling out of breath already. As Nightmare stands above them and asks "losing your breath already mortal? Give up. It'll be best." (Y/n) coughs and jerks up sending their arm into Nightmares gut. Before backing up and turning sideways to limit the amount of injury to their healing burns. Hands up they step up pulling their left leg up and toward their stomach before shooting it into Nightmares gut.

Nightmare sucks in a deep breath before pulling his arm back. As his fist slams into (y/n) jaw they can't help but Yelp at the pain that flourishes from the burnt area. Their expression turns from amusement to annoyance, as they step forward quickly and raise their fist before sending it into his mask. A loud crunch echos through the tunnel before (y/n) steps back and sends another punch, then another before Nightmare grabs (Y/n's) arm and hoisting them by one arm into the air then throwing them, as if they were a rag doll to the ground.

A crack in his mask reveals a greenish eye. (Y/n) doesn't register as a gloved fist smashes into their eye and nose until their eyes begin to water. as they scoot back on their hands and feet, they feel their heart begin to slam against their chest as if it were trying to escape.

"I can hear your heart beating Mortal. You're scared." Nightmare growls. "Yeah no shit sherlock. Obvuisly am. I mean" (y/n) stands up and Wipes their cupid bow with their hand before continuing. "if you're going to do the whole "Kill me with a fight to the death" can you speed up a little? like bruh, come on. I'm literally going to die anyway."

the jagged smile turns to an expression of worry. "Mortal? are you okay?" he asks. (y/n) grins and sends their foot into his gut before He holds up a hand and snaps.

(Y/n) yelps as they begin to fall. Slamming onto the ground infront of Tommy. "WELL, YOU DONT ALLOW SHIT BITCH. Oh hey (y/n)!" Tubbo states happily. (Y/n) coughs and proceeds to sit down. From across the room, George sends a confused look toward (Y/n). To which (Y/n) grumbles "Jesus Christ can't a kid fall from the sky in peace?" They eventually drift off into a daydream about...Honestly, who knows what- but Possoms Raccoons and Ghostly Saytar's were involved.

Eventually growing bored of the arguing (Y/n) stands up and slams their hands upon the podium lectern thing beside Wilbur.

"Jesus Christ. This debate sounds like two toddlers arguing over a fucking toy. please grow up, this is a whole ass nation not some fucking toy." They growl as small dark Smokey grey particles erupt around them. Their normally (E/C) eyes now pitch black apart from a small pinpoint of (E/c).

"(Y/n)? What the- are you feeling okay?" Tommy asks from beside them. They turn toward him and nod. "I'll go get some fresh air or some shit." They mumble as they exit the courthouse pulling out their map yet again and following the directions before eventually coming to the railway. As they open the chest they notice that inside is a totem of undying a wolf egg along with a bone and a brewing stand along with an enchantment table with a few bottles of Enchantment. In addition to the stuff, they had left in beforehand. Frowning slightly they hesitate before taking the supplies.

a rail cart is already in place on the tracks.

As (y/n) boards the cart pulling a lever beside the tracks the cart shoots off shaking slightly. But in a soothing manner, like the kind that reminds you of a swing. Eventually (y/n) comes out of the mine and shoots up a hill. As they clutch the sides of the cart they gaze out in wonder at the view. Tall orange-yellow and reddish foliage growing on oak and birch trees surround the vast expanse of unmarked land. Smiling slightly (Y/n) gazes out before realizing that there happens to be a village not far from near the top of the mountain that they were on.

as the cart screeches to a halt (Y/n) grabs a spare chest from their inventory before placing the mine cart inside. As the sun begins to set (y/n) gazes out at the view before summoning a few unlit torches and placing them where needed.

As the sun finally dips out of sight (Y/n) sets to work. As they dig a hole into the side of the mountain they scan the expanse. "Should it be bigger?" They wonder aloud. A voice replies "I'm thinking maybe another two or three feet on the left wall?" Snapping their neck toward the sound.

Purpled leans against the rugged wall intensely gazing at the room. "Sorry don't mean to interrupt or anything but could I get a potion or two?" as he stands up brushing the small crumbs(is crumbs the right word?) of dust and rubble off his shoulders. Frowning slightly (Y/n) stares at him taking in his black jeans, once dark indigo now a lighter hoodie underneath enchanted netherite. As they meet his amethyst eyes they reply slowly "Depends on what kind you're asking." They reply a grin spreading across their face.

----

"Purpled pass me the golden carrot." (Y/n) states as they stare at the bubbling yellow mixture. Black bandana and goggles covering their face they turn toward the boy. As he hands the carrot to (Y/n) they wheeze at the size difference. In purpled's hand, it's normal-sized, but once in (y/n's) hand, it's about a little more than 3/4 of the original size. Purpled notices and snorts "Yeah. That's because you're a giant, dumbass."

(Y/n) drops the carrot into the mixture face over the stand as a plume of smoke shoots out. "Yeah. Well, it's not my fault." They cough as they pull off the goggles leaving a ring around their eyes like a raccoon.

"Why'd you need a night vision anyway? Stargazing?" (Y/n) continues. As Purpled nods (y/n) nods and says "Here, I'll make you another just cuz. No charge or whatever." As they pour the translucent dark periwinkle liquid into 3 viles they grab another before handing the three to him and pouring more into the 4th.

As Purpled begins to head out (Y/n) says quietly "Mind keeping my house a secret? I mean...I don't want any of my shit stolen. I can give you more potions when you need?" Purpled nods waving as he leaves.

---

Returning to the task at hand (Y/n) stares at the dark oak walls frowning slightly. It seemed to...empty. As (Y/n) scans the walls they smack their forehead. Running to one of the walls they rummage through the chest bringing out a painting they had painted months prior.

By the time they take a break to grab something to eat it's around 4 am. Grinning wildly they turn toward the entrance frowning. A gaping hole and no mobs? As they jog toward the entrance they see what was going on. Skeletons. Hordes of them protecting the entrance.

"MmmhBruhhhhhhhh." They groan "Y'all you don't have tooooo. But thanksss." They turn toward the door and grab Redstone and pistons.

By the time they finish the door their eyes are growing heavy. "I'll just" they yawn "I'll just take a small break here." They murmur as they curl up on the soft grass. The stars lulling them softly to sleep. “i’ll check the map...check in the morni’g” they finally finish

[aritamargarita]

ATTITUDE || 009

ATTENTION!! ATTENTIONNNN!!!! ITS HERE!

i was gonna put my notes up at the top but i kept you guys waiting for too long. more notes are at the end, hope you guys like it!

IT IS THE NEW ERA MY ARITAHOLICS!! i decided to do my things a little differently from now on! fyi: survivor series is over and this is just the vibe after it. we will be back to our regularly scheduled program after. Raw is not [name]’s brand rn, SmackDown is hoohoooo. this is actually pretty lengthy..sorry false advertising no team xtreme. NEXT CHAPTERLDNDBSJ I PROMISE. i was too excited to post and they were in my drafts blueprint but..posting...

SOME GROCERY STORE // 5:38 PM

Valentines Day!

At least a day has passed since the final battle and you weren’t sure how to feel. There was a break in between shows (only one damn day??), and your little interview show didn’t start until SmackDown was on.

The Raw following Survivor Series was going to be a dreary one. For the Alliance, of course. They all broke up. It’s done. The stars of ECW and WCW were at a stalemate.

Just stuck in WWF. You kinda felt bad for them, but on the other hand, you didn’t care. You did feel like you betrayed them too early at Invasion, but things were starting to work itself out as Austin began to turn away from the war itself so that you could slowly align yourself with him, even if it was ever-so slightly.

Speaking of Austin though......

The camera panned up on Stone Cold, who was the second segment of the night. “...So ya’ came through here...” He began, trying to connect the dots. “—happened to run inta’ me.....right here in this store...just to buy some Valentines crap?”

The camera then turns to you. You gave a quick nod, pushing the cart forward lightly. “Yeah! I need your help though. These people are hard to gift. I’m sure you’d know, after all I’m gonna be the one to help you get Debra something special too!”

“When did—“

“Just now.”

You needed to be leaning over to the face side right now, so you were told to head to the local supermarket to buy chocolates and cards for those you deemed friends. Honestly, you figured they sent you up there just to bother Austin, but this would kill two birds with one stone for you because you wanted to get things for your ‘acquaintances’ anyway.

It’s your lucky day. But it’s also his lucky day. “Say, do you think the Hardys like chocolate?” You ask, peeking over at the shelves nearby. “They seem like the type to—“

“The Hardys?” He repeated, narrowing his eyes. “The ones that do all the ‘whoopty-loops’ off the top rope?”

You nod slowly, and he shook his head.

“...No.” He sternly says. “Can’t let you give those to them. They’re bad influences.” Shocking words coming from him. “So is that Lita girl. You’re gonna give your little chocolates to a woman who can’t pull up their pants?! And don’t even think about giving them to those dunces tweedle-dee and tweedle-dumb. I know you been eyeing em’. If they try anything funny—“

You cover your face in your hands. You wanted to laugh, you really did. But you needed to be embarrassed. Tweedle-dee and Tweedle-dumb though?? Who was that? If it was someone you were eyeing apparently....

....Wait, was he talking about Edge and Christian?! Good grief!

He was acting like your father! This was sooo...you didn’t even know how to describe it. At least the crowd thought it was funny though, that’s all that matters. You uncover your face to complain. “But I—“

“Aht, aht. I don’t wanna hear it.”

Okay. Understandable. You shut the hell up and cross your arms. You weren’t gonna subject yourself to this any much longer! Shutting him out, you began to daydream about things.

Things...stuff....yes....

As he continued to ramble on and on how they were SUUUCH bad influences, he noticed you weren’t really listening. “Kid. Hey, kid.” He called, trying to get your attention. “[Name]!”

When he raised his voice, you immediately snapped to attention. “Yeah, da—yeah??” Hopefully he didn’t hear your slip up.

“...Go get the damn candy before I change my mind.”

“Say less.” You say, making a U-turn with your cart. He trails behind you, shaking his head.

Skidding to a halt, you raid the shelves by using your arm to scoop a majority of the heart shaped boxes right into your cart. You’d have to worry about the price later, you had to splurge!

All was well until Austin noticed something. He yanked you and your cart aside to get out of the way. “Booker’s here.”

“Is that bad?” You didn’t get it. What’s the big deal?

“Very. We’re getting in some trouble. Do you wanna get in trouble?”

You shook your head no, and he nodded. “I thought so.” He leaves for a moment but returns with a bottle in his hand. His next few words surprised you. “Since it’s so damn bad, we’ve got no choice but to take him out. You’re gonna take this bottle here,” He instructed, swinging it lightly. “And smash it right over that little head of his.”

First off, where’d the bottle come from? Second, that’s violent! Weren’t you supposed to be a face?? Spread happiness and save the day?? So much for not getting in trouble.

However, Austin was vaguely hinting that Booker was a bad guy anyway. What he says goes!

Hopefully. Because you were just giving yourself reasons to justify this...

Shrugging, you took the bottle and slowly walked out of the aisle. With each step you took towards Booker, the higher you raised the bottle.

Now, he had no idea that you were right behind him. You took a glance behind you and Austin gives you the nod to take your shot.

WHAM!

Upon impact, the glass shatters and Booker held his head in pain as he crashed down to the floor. You looked shocked. Did you just commit a crime?

Austin was proud though. He concluded that you were a wildcard, so he had to do something with that if you were going to work together. Just as he finished cracking open a cold one, he proceeded to continue the cracking of the victims head. He was pummeling him!

...At this point, you wonder what side you were truly on. This was the behavior a menace to society would do. It is heel behavior. But then again, Booker was the bad guy.

Right?

Yeah.

During your identity crisis, you decide to walk away as if you saw and heard absolutely nothing. Austin definitely had it handled.

Well, that was your original plan. The next thing you knew, you were being yelled at to throw the nuts in the basket over at him. Poor Booker, you felt so bad. “OKAY! OKAY!—“ While intimidated, you were pretty pumped up. You did as he asked and after emptying the container, you try to laugh evilly but it came out as an awkward laugh.

You did not know what you were doing, but you decided to consider it part of the charm.

After what you just did, you realized that and your shopping cart full of junk should probably mind your business. Even though you pretty much started the attack, this was Austin’s battle, not yours.

And here he was, still telling you to dump stuff on Booker! You weren’t sure if he was teaching you a twisted lesson but you felt bad for whoever had to clean this up. Hearing stuff fall over and screams of other shoppers was the least of your worries, all you needed to know was whether the members of Team Xtreme liked chocolate or not. That is literally all you cared about right now.

Buying regular candy was also a back up plan though. They’d never catch you slipping. Ever!

As you mulled over your candy thoughts, Austin tossed Booker into the shelves and jars clattered to the floor. This startled you but it definitely made you pay attention again.

“You’re not standin’ around here like a dunce.” He grabs a bag of flour, handing it to you. “Dump it on em’, kid. Don’t stop until I say so.” He instructs.

Dunce though, seriously? “.....” You look at him then back at the bag. Ripping it open, you dumped it all over the fallen wrestlers head, but not without getting yourself covered in flour as well. It was everywhere! After that bag was done, you grabbed another off the shelf and proceeded to dump the contents out.

So much for good influences! After two bags were dumped, he carried on with his beating and you decided to help him out a little. After he tossed Booker into the little stand of Cheerio boxes, you opened a freezer and look for your weapon in the arsenal of food and drinks. Sour cream caught your eye, so you used that. Opening the plastic cup, you toss the lid away and dump it all over him. But it wasn’t enough, so you used your hand to fling the rest at him. “Take that!”

You shook your hands off of any excess as Austin claps his hands, impressed that you grew a spine and helped. That’s all you were going to do for now, so you gave a thumbs up before carrying on with your shopping as if nothing happened.

Almost forgetting that there was a brawl happening in the midst of everything, you use your arm to shove more stuff into your cart without a care in the world. For one, your hand still smelt like sour cream. Though using your arm was a little faster, this would probably be your last round of items.

With the chaos and mess combined, the police were sure to come eventually. You’ve personally had enough for today, so you stood in the line for check out. You began to wonder if you’d get caught and sent to the slammer....

....If you guys went to jail, Debra was going to kill you and Austin at the same time! That’s probably what you were afraid of the most. And speaking of Debra, the plan to get her something nice went completely out the window.

Your partner seemed to follow in your steps. His cart did not even have groceries! Booker was in the damn cart. Pulling up beside you with a can of beer, he took a drink. “Shopping gets me tired...” He wheezed out. Taking long swigs, he motioned towards you using the can. “I know it gets ya’ tired too, huh [Name]?...Hold this.”

Taking his beer, he proceeds to pummel Booker again. Now you needed a sip. Everyone in the crowd laughed at your incredulous face as you drank some of the beer. You didn’t even drink like that but this was one of those moments where you needed it...damn! WHAT IS GOING ONNN?!

Austin rolled Booker right into the room where everything cold was stored. You didn’t follow inside, settling for peeking in. He brought crackers towards Booker and was superkicked down to the ground in retaliation.

Oh no..but hey, at least he got his revenge! Booker did deserve some sort of counter after being beaten for as long as he did. As he locked the other into the freezer with the milk, he slowly approaches you. He knew there was a second culprit somewhere. “You with him?!”

Alright, this didn’t bode well. You put your hands up in defense, trying to reason with him. “Yes! I-I mean no! I’m sorry-” You were a stuttering mess, but maybe when this is all said and done he could teach you how to do a spinaroonie!

The freezer opens behind you two and it’s Austin, who drenches himself with a carton of milk. “Thanks Book, got milk?!” He ran over to attack once more and you take a few steps back towards your cart. He has officially saved your life.

That’s why he’s so cool. When it came to him, you pretty much idolized him. Inside of the ring and out. Whenever he was in the presence, you felt yourself getting more peppy, even outside of character. It felt like you were a overzealous kid meeting their favorite celebrity. Despite you being all ‘confused’, you were really having so much fun.

You, along with many patrons watch in awe as Austin proceeds to roll him back into the cart brutalize him more. The store was becoming more of a mess, there was stuff all over the damn floor and the three of you stuck out like a sore thumb. With a silent cheer after he mentioned checking out, you dash up there a little faster to secure a spot in line.

Of course, you can’t always have your way. Just as you were going to load stuff up, Austin decided to roll Booker onto the conveyer belt.

Suddenly, you hear sirens. Oh no. The cops were coming! Austin also looked up, hearing the familiar sirens as well. The look you two gave each other only meant one thing; ‘We’ve gotta get the hell outta here’.

Snatching as many bags as you could, you hurriedly shoved your things into it. The people were so concerned with Booker that they didn’t even notice you were stealing. Before Austin finally left the area, he gave one last kick to Booker. “Price check on jackass!” He storms out of the store with you in tow.

This was a chaotic mess....

....But there was no way you were getting arrested today!

BACKSTAGE // 6:20 PM

The cameras were back on you.

You and Austin walk down the hall in silence. You were covered in flour whilst holding your bags and he was covered in milk amongst other things. The rattlesnake considered this a success and you didn’t know what to call it. Just because you two reigned victorious does not mean that you both weren’t in a sour mood.

Both of you needed a shower. Austin smelt like milk, beer, and a whole other ton of things. You on the other hand, smelt like beer, peanuts, and sour cream.

It was embarrassing. You hoped you wouldn’t run into Torrie, she’d make fun of you and completely ruin your day. 

Someone stopped you both from walking though. You look at the perpetrator and...

Please, not him. Anyone but him. 

He may have been worse than Torrie. Chris Jericho was in your way AGAIN. At this point, you were convinced that he was following you one way or another. “Not you agai-”

“There you are.” He interrupted you from speaking, holding a gift behind his back. Jericho used his hand to cover his nose though. “No matter how much you may reek, I know the truth. I know you’re madly in love with me.”

“What?”

“What’d you say, boy?”

Other than your ‘what?’, you were speechless. No words came out of your mouth, but more words came out of Austins. Jericho definitely asked for it.

Jericho smirked. “You don’t know? Oh great one, give me your blessing.” He snorted, not caring about his presence at the moment. “You don’t even have to say anything. That’s why I got you this...” He unveils the box behind his back and outstretches it to you. It was oddly nice of him to give you something, especially since he has been antagonizing you these past few days.

But Austin looked at you, causing you to turn your head to look at him. Was there going to be some sort of lecture after this? You hoped not. Putting down your bags to hold it, you slowly open the box to reveal....

..Wh—....

Today you did not wake up with violence in mind. But now, you wanted to pummel him with a chair. “What is this?” You ask, pulling out a pillow that had his face on it. “I-Is this a joke? Am I being pranked?”

“Come on, [Name]! I got you this gift for Valentines just so that you won’t miss me when I’m not around. When I kissed you that one time, I just know you got mesmerized. You’ve been showing up wherever I am because you’re in love!” He effused, pointing to himself. “You booked yourself a one way ticket to becoming a Jerichoholic.”

Delusional and egotistical, what a combo.

Absolutely appalled that he mentioned kissing you so freely, Austin has had enough of this wannabe heartthrob. “Get lost.” Austin shook his head, immediately disapproving of Jericho. He already disliked him before, but adding you made it worse. Horrible influence, in his opinion.

This really felt like some sort of tv show. You wonder if he was going to stunner Jericho in the hallway. It was safe to say you’d like to see that. You legitimately hated that guy. Or did you? To the point where it makes you laugh. Keeping in character, you huff. “...Thanks.”

He winks and leaves you two alone.

“That dumbass? Really? I thought I was teaching you better than that.”

“I don’t even wanna talk about it.”

You smelt much better. After taking a super long shower, you were dressed in new clothes and decided to loiter around in the hall. You found yourself leaning against a wall. Today was kind of boring, to be honest. Well, outside of the supermarket fiasco.

“[Name]!”

Turning your head, you see none other than Edge holding not one, but two title belts. Two! It immediately told you that he won his stipulation match. “You did it!” You ran over to him, giving him a big hug.

He shifts the belts in order to hug you back quickly. Edge totally deserved to keep his job, and you were glad to keep him around. He was funny!

The thought of tweedle-dee crossed your mind but you tried to not let that deter you.

Parting away but not letting go of each other, you smile. “I told you that you’d be fine. I bet you’re so relieved right now.”

“I really am. Thank—“

Before he could say thank you, they could hear someone else complain. “—I mean, would it kill one person to show some freaking appreciation out here?!”

It was none other than olympic gold medalist, Kurt Angle. “Wait a minute, just perfect.” He paused as he passed by you two and you lightly shove away Edge almost immediately. Edge shared your feelings, it was a little awkward, especially since the sweet moment was interrupted so quickly. “Hey Edge,” he paused, then greeting you quietly, “—and [Name]. But mostly Edge. Don’t you have something to say to me?”

This didn’t seem like your place, so you decided to give them both little waves before sneaking off, but not before spreading a liittle positivity. “Oh, Kurt, good job! You did super well.”

Maybe that would ease him off of Edge’s shoulders. You were completely wrong! As you retreated, you could hear him going on and on about how someone finally showed some appreciation.

You just wanted to go your hotel and lay down. Better yet, the locker room would be your only safe haven for now.

That whole super market thing was scary, but it gave you such a rush! Destroying things were fun. Closing the door, you slump down to the floor. 

And you were going to stay there for quite a bit until you realized that your little cubby had been vandalized! 

Upon crawling closer, you realized that it was vandalized with letters and candy! You were flabbergasted. This was just like high school, or maybe elementary...

The important part was that you didn’t have a significant other, so what’s with all these gifts? You were nothing short of thankful, sure, but the look of confusion had quickly crossed your face as you drank in the sight before you. Sitting on your knees, you got ready to go through the pile of envelopes. The door creaks open but you thought nothing of it because you figured it was just someone else preparing for tonight.

“I knew I’d find you here!” A familiar voice had rang out and you turned around to see none other than Stephanie putting her hand on the doorway. Was she following you? You were slightly freaked out but curious as to why she was so persistent.

[Name], I think you should open mine first. It’s the best one.”  She looked so smug, to the point where you were slightly suspicious. You stare at her and she stares at you. 

Complete and utter silence fell between you two.

But to avoid any misunderstandings, you do as she asks. You pick through the pile and sort through a few names that caught your eye.’ From Stacy’, ‘From Lita + Matt + Jeff’, ‘From Trish’, From ‘E&C’...

Those were only a handful of names, but this must meant that you were in good graces! Thank goodness. They were all acquaintances and you were still warming up to them (vice-versa to you), but it was still nice of them to give you something.

There it was, an envelope that had Stephanie’s name on the back of it. For a moment you hesitate, unsure what the pink letter could contain. It could be anything. It was so neat and you almost didn’t want to ruin it by opening it. “Okay, opening yours first then.” You told her, opening the letter slowly. “Dear [Name]..”

‘I didn’t know exactly what to write here, but I decided to let the words naturally come to me. I think that I can start with...you’re astonishing! Your skills in the ring are amazing and I hope we can work together sooner than later. It’s an absolute need to have someone like you in my corner. I couldn’t think of anyone better than you, and even outside of the ring, I hope we could see each other more. - SMH :)’

The letter she gave to you was sweet in its own way, but it was obvious that the first portion was heavily motivated by pure self-interest. Would this even be considering a Valentines card if it was just her trying her hardest to get on your good side? The ending was cute though.

You could also officially bestow yourself the title of; “Valentine Card Critic”. You had so many and it wouldn’t hurt to rate them for fun! Not like you’d tell anyone anyways.

Stephanie crosses her arms and gives you a grin as if she totally rocked your world with that one.

Yeah, she rocked it alright.

“Thank you.” You genuinely smile. Despite the motivation behind the note, it just meant that she did think of you. ”I’ll make sure to keep it safe.”

Her smirk grew into a genuine smile. “You’re welcome! I just wanted to see you open it, I’ll be taking my leave now.” Stephanie sauntered off into the corridor as you wave her goodbye. But she peaks her head in one last time. “...Just something to consider, you can always flip the script early!”

That woman was strange. 

Once she had left, someone else came in right after her. “Oops, excuse me, sorry.” They pause for a moment after noticing you were here. “...Well, well, well...”

You heard a honeyed voice throughout the locker room. “If it isn’t [Name]. I wasn’t expecting you to be here...when I saw Stephanie leave, I thought she forgot something in here. But it’s just you. I should have known.”

You almost didn’t respond, but you looked up to see none other than Trish. You wondered what she was doing here tonight but you figured might’ve had a match or had a segment. Even if she didn’t, you were sure she had every right in being here like you did.

She held the belt in her hands before slinging it over her shoulder. You fought the urge to look, as you didn’t want to seem bitter or threatening toward her. “I’m shocked to see you in here too.” You finally answer. You tilted toward the left and Trish gave a smile.

“This is the locker room, after all.”

“..Right.” You inwardly cringed, but bounced back. The woman was nice enough and you knew she wouldn’t laugh at you. If anything, she’d laugh with you. “Want to stretch with me, champ?”

She rolls her eyes playfully, putting her belt down and sitting across from you. “Ughhhh, If I HAAAAVE to.” It was very obvious she was down.

Trish was interesting. Perhaps she could be the first person you’d be interviewing for your segment? Thinking it over, it wasn’t too bad of an idea. You’d pitch it to her right now. “Hey, Trish? Do you mind if I interview you? Like, for my show thing.”

She was quiet, thinking it over for a moment. Making an appearance wouldn’t hurt. “Sure.”

That was easy! To think this same girl busted up your nose though...

Fun to think about, yeah?

pretty cool, right? NOW. to all the stuff i want to say. i changed the cover again, i like this theme better!! im also going to go back and change older covers cause i dont like how they look lol. this chapter is special but they all have cheesy little chapter titles,, i will also add mini spacers here and there to make it cleaner ye ye ye.

ANYWAY! sorry for the lack of updates from my blog. i wanted to upload this to show im not dead. i have a decent amount of requests in the box though and idk when imma open...😎🤏, 😉🕶🤏 on the bright side, that one series i planned, ‘Golden’ will be debuting soon yaaaay (but maybe I should upload a request or two...)

uuuunfortunately i also realized how inconsistent i am with dates and events of the story, BOOOOO! but things can easily be fixed by just going at my own pace. i may incorporate ‘flashbacks’ to fix any inconsistency and whatnot

better late than never, you know? [name] was surrounded by hella cornballs in this chapter and the only non-cornball is her “dad”. well, kind of. the grocery store fight between stone cold and booker was so funny that i HAD to put in the tiny drabble about it somehow... there was no reason for me to struggle while thinking of the word ‘conveyer belt’ you know the thingy at the grocery store u put your stuff on and it moves? that!

see u lates! hope u enjoyed!

[killemwithkawaii]

HELLO MITCH ur blog is so cute i come here all the time for the Good sally face content im rlly going thru it rn with university so reading ur sally face imagines rlly helps <3 could i request something for sal and/or larry w an s/o that has obsessive compulsive disorder and struggles a lot?? like thinking theres only Two Possible Options for things sometimes, feeling like they have to be Perfect or theyre nothing, etc? tysm if u can, i just dont see enough fics for that sort of thing </3

I’m so happy to hear that my content has helped you when you’ve been struggling! I totally agree that there aren’t enough fics/imagines regarding mental illness- I hope that these headcanons bring you some comfort  🤗💕

Note: While I did quite a lot of research while writing this, I don’t personally have OCD. If any of this information is off, please don’t hesitate to tell me and I will correct it ASAP!

Sal and Larry with an s/o who has OCD-

Sal

-Though he generally keeps himself and his things clean, he usually isn't one that's bothered by germs or unsanitary things. If his s/o is someone who has a preoccupation with contamination, he'd volunteer to touch or clean whatever they perceived as unclean (ex: opening doors, steering shopping carts, handling raw meat, disposing of spoiled food, cleaning bathrooms, etc.) when necessary and wouldn't be offended if his s/o requested he participate in a certain decontamination ritual afterword to put them at ease. He would also reassure his partner that they and the things they've touched are not 'dirty' if they believed that THEY were the cause of contamination, despite them believing otherwise.

-His patience comes in handy if his s/os compulsions lead to 'obsessional slowness' when things aren't 'just right' and s/o feels compelled to repeat tasks, or if s/o needs frequent reassurance about certain things (he could use some reassurance of his own when things 'don't feel right', so it will be a two-way street)

-He has first-hand experience with mental illness and understands that delusions and intrusive thoughts (strange, disturbing or otherwise) aren't a reflection of a persons actual desires. He knows they can't help having these unwelcome ideas pop into their head and that they don't want to act on them, so he talks his s/o through them and reminds them that they aren't a bad person for having these kinds of thoughts.

-Sal is a collector, so he kind of understands if his partner has a tendency to hoard things, even if their motivation is more about 'keeping things just in case,' instead of 'keeping things because they're interesting or hold sentimental value'. He'd make an area in their living space for them to keep their objects organized. At the same time, he'd try to help them keep their collection manageable so that it doesn't take over the house.

-Sal doesn't have the best memory, but he would make more of an effort to keep records/a calendar if his S/O is the type to worry that they may have done something harmful in the past that they cannot recall.  

-If his S/O has fears of breaking moral rules, Sals emotional knowledge and understanding really comes in handy. He's been through plenty of therapy sessions and has a lot of tools at his disposal to deal with feeling as if you are inherently bad or have done something unforgivable without meaning to. He'd talk through his S/Os fears with them to help them feel better about any social faux pas they may or may not have committed and will willingly step in to help if he sees that S/O is struggling in a social situation/obligation.

Larry

-Would make an effort to keep his living space more tidy so it wouldn't trigger his s/os compulsions for organization or cleanliness. He would not be offended if his s/o felt the need to organize his things in a certain way so they 'feel right,' as long as he can find what he needs and they don't throw anything important away.

-He TOTALLY gets being easily grossed out, so he's very understanding when his s/o reacts with disgust to things others might not be phased by. He'll do his best to handle what he can stomach for them, but there might be times where he and his s/o decide to mutually bail on a situation or conversation that's just to nauseating to handle.

-His spontaneity and enthusiasm can come in handy when his s/o has been procrastinating or having difficulty making decisions- he'll give them the jump-start they need or help to make a final call if they find themselves floundering between choices

-Larry deals with his own delusional thoughts (specifically that he's cursed and that every bad thing that happens around him is somehow his fault), so he understands when his partner makes cause and effect connections in their mind that aren't actually true. He'd be there to talk through those connections with his s/o and would gently but firmly assure them that they haven't inadvertently caused some catastrophe with an unrelated action (though he wouldn't put them down for thinking that way, and he might need them to do the same for him sometimes.)

-Is great at helping his S/O tackle perfectionism and needing things to be 'just right'. He's a strong believer in the serendipitous, and that projects don't have to be 'just so' to be great work. He also knows that burn-out can be detrimental to creativity and would encourage his S/O to take breaks when they find themselves compelled to complete a task with very high standards.

-His knowledge of home maintenance and repair comes in handy when S/O needs reassurance or feels a compulsion to check that their living space is 'safe'. He would check wiring, make sure locks are in working order, test smoke detectors regularly, etc. and would quickly fix anything that posed a potential (or perceived) threat.

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Transformers (kinda taking a break from it rn)

Current hyperfixation

Green Hornet

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Rather active

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Honestly a bunch of random 80s shows and stuff

Will add more as I think of them

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Racists

Pedophiles

Apologists thereof

Politicians/reporters

If you hero worship one or more members of the above category (if you say a politician will save us I will defenestrate you (from the ground floor))

Anyone anti Christian

Terrorists

Satanists/occult apologists

Someone that’s gonna use insults instead of valid arguments (ad hominem attack), especially if they generalize a group of people

If you use terms overused by politicians/the media (find your own words it’s not that hard)

Like Twitter/think it’s not a completely toxic cess pool of idiots that just wanna scream and send death threats

Are the type of person who screams for no reason/sends death threats

Will listen to something someone said just because they’re famous

Have unmarked pictures of hypodermic needles in use (screw you local news Facebook you freaked me out this morning from that picture PUT WARNINGS)

I’d say “are a spambot” but they can’t read so it’s pointless

Whatever I had on my TH list I can’t remember what they all were

[haikyutee]

WAIT DO THE WHATS GOOD SWHATY IS YOUR MAN STILL AROUND PRANK W KARASUNO WISGXLFHVHV

NO CAUSE THIS IS MY FAVOIRTE ONE

daichi

would probably be driving you to get something to eat or sumn

you can’t tell me daichi don’t be driving AND a looking hot AS HELL in the process

got one hand on the steerin wheel and one on the gear shift like stop playin wit somebody feelings 😃

chile anyways so you decide to do this trend cause y’all was chillin at a stop light and traffic had been a lil busy

you whip out your phone and play the sound or whatever and he barely even glances over cause he usually doesn’t mind if you call your friend or sumn right quick

dude hears the “what’s good shawty” and he turns to YOU AND IS LIKE 😀

he knows you ain’t just do that junk in HIS mf car like you lost yo mind

HE SNATCHED THAT MESS OUT YO HAND LIKE “gimme that shit 😠”

ends up tossing it back in your lap cause you reallyyy just caught him off guard wit that 😔

if y’all end up getting ice cream and you go to lick it or whatever (some of y’all bitches bite your ice cream like huh) he’ll push the cone into your face so it gets all up in your nose for payback 😼

sugawara

OK YALL WOULD BE IN THE DAMN GROCERY STORE

this FERAL ASS BITCH IS A TICKING TIME BOMB

he already talking about some “ don’t touch anything i’m tryna get outta here quick 🙂”

DEFINITELY ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE WHO WILL SPAZ IF YOU HOLD ONTO THE CART

y’all would be just looking in the snack isle and then when it’s time to go you’d grip the side of the cart while he pushes it and as soon as you do it he comes to a complete stop and is like “get yo hand off my shit 😃” or “GET OFF THE CART 🤬”

you’d get a few stares no lie

but you decided to do this trend while he was looking at chips or something idk

heard the facetime sound and was like wth we are in a store

as soon as the man starts talking he looks over at you SO FAST

does the face that moms do when they tell you to stop actin up in the store and says “ give me your phone. now. 👹”

tries to get it from you but you give in and tell him it was a prank

“you’re not getting SHIT for dinner lol starve 🤪”

ends up feeding you anyway unfortunately

asahi

was probably in the shower

you didn’t even mean to do it to him honestly

you were just scrolling through tiktok and it ended up playing it by accident

homeboy comes out the shower right when it plays and FREEZES

you felt his presence so you look behind you and he’s just standing there in his towel awkwardly

“🧍”

most likely just laughs it off

brings it back up before y’all sleep

you bust out laughing which kinda makes him feel better no cap

you weren’t getting defensive so that was a good sign

LITERALLY LOOKS LIKE “🌝” AFTER YOU EXPLAIN IT WAS A TIKTOK

MANS SAID SAY LESSSS AND ROLLS OVER TOLAYS ON TOP OF YOU

he a huge ass man so have fun wit that 😜

tanaka

honestly already saw it lol

i can imagine tanaka on his phone all the damn time especially when he’s home like the bitch is always in his mf hand

so you’d be sitting on a bench outside a store waiting for his sister to pick y’all up

he’s already scrolling through tiktok lmao

y’all talked for a good 15 minutes but then it was “cool down” time yk what i mean

you being on your phone you come across the trend and you’re just SO sure it’s gonna work you’re just thinking “oh yeah, this is gonna get em’ 😼”

he kinda just dies inside a little when he hears the facetime ringing like he knows you guys aren’t really talking rn but damn you really left him to his phone huh 😢

hears the voice and at first he is VISIBLY CONFUSED

forces himself to think for a split second and realizes “ohhhh it’s that video”

says “oh i saw that lol”

you know when you send someone something and they say they already saw it

yeah this is the same feeling

if you pout he’ll slide over to your end of the bench and smother you

his sister ends up having to yell at y’all to get in because you weren’t listening

nishinoya

✨pherell ✨

feral but spicy 😼

nah dude just crazy

chases you around the house

it’s like ring around the rosy but with furniture but also if he catches you you’re 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝒹

it started when you turned your phone volume up so he’d hear it from the kitchen

it ECHOES and you just cringe at how you KNOW his ass heard it 😃

USED TO BE DOING THE DISHES KEY WORDS USED TO

AS SOON AS THE CLANKING STOPPED YOU FR GOT SCARED SKSOSN

LIKE THERES NO GOING BACK NOW

you hear his footsteps and don’t even wait for him to get there you just run 🏃‍♀️ 💨

EVERYTIME YOU LOOK BEHIND YOU YOU SEE HIM “ 👹” AND ITS SCARY

I CANT BRETGW

FINALLY GRABS YOUR ARM AND YOU ALMOST HAVE A HEART ATTACK BECAUSE OF THE SUDDEN DOOM

you are QUICK to tell him it was fake

probably gives you wet willies when you least expect them throughout the rest of the day

you have to guard yourself around him now

it’s like whenever someone tickles you and then you flinch when they move because you think they’ll do it again

ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE WHO HAS THE NERVE TO SAY “what’re you flinching for? 🤣😈” OH MY GOD

hinata

taking care of his sister for the weekend while his parents are on vacation

you were invited but you were going to come to his house either way because his little sister LOVES you

you get her in on it honestly

so you’re sitting on the couch and going over the plan while hinata is fixing up snacks

he can’t really hear y’all from the kitchen so it’s perfect

the plan is now in full affect

his little sister casually strolls into the kitchen and says “who’s that guy y/n is talking to?”

THIS DUMBASS RUNS TO YOU BUT TRIPS OVER HIS SISTERS SHOES SHE LEFT IN THE HALLWAY EARLIER

by the time he gets to you it’s the “what’s good shawty” and before you could turn around he grabs your phone from behind the couch and it SCARES THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF YOU

learns it’s fake and is all like oh wooooow

complains about getting tag teamed

comes up with ways to get you back and tells his sister but she keeps tattling on him 😔

tsukishima

YALL OM SO SORRY BUT I CANT SAY NUN BOUT THIS MAN EXCEPT FOR THAT FACT THAT HED JUST BE LIKE “this bitch tried it 🙄” LIKE AJAKAKJ

i feel like you’d be hanging out at his house working on a project or something and y’all took a break

he’d hear the facetime noise and just “😐” LIKE HE KNOWS YOU AIN CALLING SOEMONE WHEN YOUR TRYINF TO FINSIH A PROJECT

heard the “what’s good shawty” and goes “pfft”

mans knows you playin because you really thought you was just gon bust that out outta nowhere

probably thinks you’re dumb 💀

like if you were actually cheating on him you’d be smart enough not to answer your other mans call right? he hopes so

pack it up mr. peabody and sherman 🙄

yamaguchi

poor baby

was cuddling with you 😔

it hurted to play the sound but you had to

when it first started, he was perfectly content with you being on the phone like he was honestly about to fall asleep with his head on your stomach anyway 😌

he was zoning in and out trying to watch the movie y’all put on

then the dude started talking and ISJAN POOR BABYYYY

raises his head up like 🥺

YOU HAVE TO TELL HIM ITS NOT REAL IMMEDIATELY

APOLOGIZE NEOW 😡

whines your name

“y/nnnnnn 🙁”

he’s still groggy from being tired but tries to make a mad face

looks cute instead

like super super cute

you had to give him kisses 😤

kageyama

literally didn’t even fucking hear it SKAKJKS

i feel like he would just be doing something and either not care or not hear it AT ALL

he was on The Game ™ and in the middle of a hard part at that

you played that shit with a smirk on your face and he gives you nothing 😎

doesn’t even turn around

doesn’t even glance 👀🚫

you are flabbergasted

appalled

astonished

this bitch get on your nerves on god 😀

and when you tell him what you were trying to do earlier he’s like 🤨

kageyama would literally be the FACE of “chile anyways”

what if he like smacked you upside the head with the CONTROLLER MAKAJWJ BRUH IM DTING

“this bitch tried it 🙄” pt.2

[carnationcreation]

Halloween party (Tommy Oliver x sister!reader)

TITLE: Halloween party (Tommy Oliver x sister!reader)

Masterlist

Prompt/summary:  Tommy and his sister (Y/n) volunteer for Earnie’s halloween party. Shenanigans ensue.

Word Count: 1,013

Warnings:  none

A/n: No one requested this I just wanted spoopy vibes rn. :)

The shopping cart clanged as (Y/n) pulled it out of the slot and put her bag inside.

“Alight, we need pumpkins, candy for prizes, and acrylic paint with brushes,” Tommy said looking over the list.

“Piece of cake,” (Y/n) said as she headed towards the produce section, “the budget is $35 dollars and we should be able to get everything. Most of the pumpkins are being donated from the youth center though.”

“I’m so glad Earnie is doing a Halloween party for the kids in Angel Grove,” Tommy smiled.

(Y/n) picked out a few of the shiniest pumpkins from the box and placed them in the cart, “Yeah me too. These pumpkins are for us to decorate to give the kids some ideas.”

Tommy’s communicator went off and the siblings both sighed loudly.

“Go on, they need you.”

Tommy gave his sister a quick hug, “I’ll catch up to you later, love you.”

“Love you too Tom,” she said as he ran off.

(Y/n) turned back to the cart and pushed it over to the craft section. Tonight was going to be long.

_____________________________________________________

(Y/n) got the bags of supplies back to the youth center and got Billy to drive her back to her house so she could change into her costume. The Supergirl suit looked amazing as she smoothed out the fabric of the skirt and pushed the headband into her hair. The ringlets flowed down her back and her bangs framed her face perfectly. By the time 6 o’clock rolled around she realized Tommy never came back. 

She sat around until 6:20 before deciding to head to the Youth Center to set up their booth. She spread out a yellow table cloth as the lights dimmed in the gym in favor of a sparkling disco ball in the center of the room. She placed the pumpkins and paints on the table before starting on her own pumpkin.

She finally spotted her brother entering the door with his group of friends dressed up in a knock off version of their real ranger suits. Kimberly waved at the girl walking over to see the pumpkins on the table.

“Hey Kim! Grab a brush and start on one, I’m sure you’ll make it look great!”

“Thanks (Y/n). Sorry for holding up your brother, Rita sent a nasty one today.”

Tommy walked over and wrapped his arm around his sister, “Hey girls, what are you talking about?”

“I was just about to ask Kim who’s idea it was to wear knock off suits,” (Y/n) chuckled.

“Oh it was Rocky’s idea,” Tommy rolled his eyes, “We all just went along with it.”

“Do you think anyone will figure it out?” (Y/n) asked.

“Probably not, no one notices when we disappear at random times,” Tommy shrugged.

The group laughed and saw kids funnel in the door to begin the festivities. The pumpkin paintings went well, the kids came up with some creative ideas to paint on their pumpkins and they even got to take them home at the end of the night. Kimberly and Billy’s science experiment was a hit, the kids loved seeing the smoke boil out of the pot and everyone saw how proud Billy was when the kids looked amazed. 

Everyone sat around a table at the end of the night with a big bucket of leftover halloween candy in the middle. The boys decided to play a card game while the girls sat and discussed where they wanted to go check out later.

“I’m just saying we should go to the haunted house!” Aisha said.

“That sounds like a good idea,” Kim said leaning back.

“I’m down for tha- ROCKY DON’T CHEAT!” Adam yelled causing the girls to laugh.

Tommy laid down his hand and the boys sighed in defeat and Tommy collected the candy setting in the middle. 

“(Y/n) and I are gonna have to pass, our parents want us home before midnight.”

(Y/n)’s face scrunched in confusion, “What time is it?”

“It’s-”, BIlly looked at his watch, “11:48.”

“Oh crap,” Tommy said standing up, “come on (y/n) time to go home.”

“Aw but I want more candy!” (Y/n) whined.

Tommy laughed, “We’ll buy some on the way home.”

The two waved goodbye to their friends and headed towards Tommy’s mustang outside. The drive to the dollar store was filled with blaring music from Tommy’s CD and (Y/n)’s loud singing. Tommy laughed as his sister dramatically danced to the music and he turned it down as they pulled into the parking lot. 

“Chocolate time!” (Y/n) yelled and ran inside. Tommy followed quickly after her.

They grabbed bags of chocolate, suckers, and even some apple cider they found. They checked out and headed home.

“I’m sorry I had to ditch you earlier,” Tommy said.

“It’s okay, Kim said it was a tough one.”

Tommy sighed rubbing his face, “Yeah it was, I just can’t wait to get home and get out of this scratchy suit.”

(Y/n) laughed and popped a peanut butter cup in her mouth, “It’s sad how I can’t tell everyone that my brother is the white ranger.”

“Why would you want to do that?” Tommy chuckled.

“I’d get crazy brownie points,” (Y/n) said and opened up a sucker.

Tommy laughed before snatching a sucker out of her bag. They pulled up to the house and (Y/n) closed the door to the car before running up to the front door. 

“Movie marathon!” (Y/n) yelled.

“You’re gonna have a sugar crash!”

“Don’t care, I have apple cider that needs to be drunk!”

“You better not wake up mom and dad,” Tommy said and got out his house key.

“They’re probably watching movies too,” (Y/n) said.

And she was right, Nightmare Before Christmas was playing loudly on the tv when they walked in and they quickly got changed and joined their parents on the couch. They spent the rest of their nights eating candy and drinking cider.

[if-found-return-to-gusu]

Drunken Shenanigans

(First off, sorry that this isn’t broken up into parts. I don’t know. Maybe you guys prefer it in one long chunk anyway? Well whatever. I’m too lazy RN but let me know your preference maybe for future stories? Cuz like. Y’all know how long winded I am.)

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FUCK OKAY JUST

FUCKING DO IT WEI YING

ENOUGH PUTTING OFF THINGS.

I want to tell things in order. Or as close as I can remember. But I’m gonna be honest. The fire fucked me up. And I know that each story brings me closer to having to talk about it. 

But I think I have to talk about it. 

So

Let’s see. Drunk Lan Zhan. 

I WANT to talk about that because in retrospect it was fucking hilarous. 

But I haven’t been able to because I’m just all sorts of fucked up right now. 

But I think a way to get me less fucked up is to just start unwinding the pieces.

And honestly, writing helped before so I think it’ll help now. 

It’s just that starting has been difficult. 

So I’m just gonna rip off the bandage. 

I’m just gonna start. 

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So it was Friday. Fuck. Already a month ago?? Jesus I’m late. 

Okay A month ago today. Friday. 

Let me gather my thoughts. 

What was I doing? I think I was at home. Doesn’t really matter. 

I got a text from Lan Zhan. Not completely unusual, but I knew he’d had plans to meet his family earlier. I think I was surprised that he was texting me so early in the evening? I remember expecting to hear from him later..

Er.. no wait I think I was going to text him around 9. To at least check in on him and wish him a good night. But he texted me first. 

I’m scrolling back through my phone. What exactly did he text? I know it was like… wrong right away.

Oh yeah. It was my name 3 times in a row. Or almost. The first two times were mistyped. And then after he got it right he apologized for the misspellings. 

I asked him what was wrong and…. String of martini glass emojis? Oh man he was GONE already wasn’t he?

SO obviously I booked it over there. Remember going through a few different apps to figure out which company would get me there the fastest because I sure as shit wasn’t gonna leave him there alone.

Looking back maybe I should have called someone else? His brother could have gotten there faster. I think I didn’t want him to worry. I figured if this was the state that Lan Zhan was in after meeting with his uncle, then Lan Xichen probably wasn’t in the best state either. 

I should have checked up on him too but I didn’t. I was too worried about Lan Zhan. 

I really should have checked in on him.

Maybe it’s not too late? Who takes care of Lan Xichen when Lan Zhan is fucked up? 

Okay that’s not right. Fucked up isn’t right. Lan Zhan… Lan Zhan has issues, I know he does. After all he is, surprisingly enough, still human. But he manages them so much better than I do. 

I’m fucked up. Not him. 

So let’s rephrase. Who helps Lan Xichen when his little brother is also upset? I know he was, is?, dating Jin GuangYao? Though he doesn’t talk about it much. I’ve met the man in passing a couple times. Doesn’t seem the most comforting.

Though I guess there’s DaGe too. I remember he took pretty good care of him at my birthday. 

Is it wrong to want to make Lan Xichen split up with Jin Guangyao so that I can set him up with DaGe? I just think they’d be cute together. 

Ah not that I’m in any place to do that. See above; I’m fucked up. I should untangle my own love life before I try to poke holes in someone else’s. 

And… maybe I shouldn’t be talking about these things on my blog?

Ah fuck it. I’ve said more personal stuff here already and none of you know anyone I’m talking about anyway except Ghosty and… Idk. I trust Ghosty. 

Can’t help it. I just trust them. 

Anyway

Anywaaaaayyyyy where was I?

Fuck these tangents. Are they worse than before? Or have I always been like this? I should re-read my old posts but somehow I’m scared to. I don’t want to look at where I was right now. I feel like so much has happened… am I even that person?

I don’t know why looking back scares me. Probably old defense mechanisms. Probably why I can’t remember anything before I was 10 too. Mmm. I should look back. I don’t want to forget.

But I think I’m afraid that I’ll… I don’t know… Either miss or hate who I was. If I miss who I was what will I do? I can’t go back to it. You can’t go back to what you were. 

But if I hate who I was…. Well I hate who I am so I guess there isn’t much difference….

Shelf that.

Fuck. My complaining about going off on tangents became a tangent. 

Where Was I???

Okay. So I carted my ass over to Lan Zhan’s, thinking not for the first time that maybe I should just fucking learn how to drive???????????

But whatever. I got there pretty quick. 

I knocked on the door, heard some concerning bangs and then silence. 

Knocked again and called out his name. 

Think I heard him again… swearing????? But it was muffled so I can’t be sure. 

Shame.

Haha

So I decided to do what he told me to do before and just use my damn key. 

I mean… it’s not breaking and entering right? And besides. He texted me. That… meant he wanted to see me right? At the very least even if he didn’t it was for his sake. Totally not at all because I was curious what he’s like when he’s drunk. 

Nope. Not a factor. Purely just wanted to make sure he was okay. Absolutely innocent. 

(You know that’s a lie. I REALLY wanted to see what he’s like when he’s drunk. But I DID also want to make sure he was okay. So really, win win. Or… True neutral in intent? IDK but I think they cancel each other out.)

So I very carefully opened the door and peered inside to find…. An empty apartment. 

The lights were off in the entry way, but I could see something down the hall and around the corner. Turns out that he was in the living room with a lamp and a bit of a mess. 

He’d knocked over the bottle of wine when I knocked. Apparently I startled him? And then when I knocked again… ???

I’m not sure. 

But he was somehow tangled in his own pant legs? They were comfy pants and a bit flowy and his foot got stuck in the other leg? I don’t know how it happened and clearly neither did he. And he’d toppled over and… apparently had given up. 

So clearly my coming over was the correct call. 

(Sorry Lan Zhan. I know you’ll never read this and never know but… this was just too precious to keep to myself. I promise I won’t embarrass you TOO much but there needs to be a documentation of your drunken hijinks. SangSang please don’t tell him. ;w;)

So about this point. I decided that instead of helping him, I was going to call out to you guys to ask for help.

I don’t know why? I was panicking. 

So I posted Help. 

And then went to untangle him. 

Managed to fix his pants (don’t think too hard about that one) and get him sitting properly. He just kinda blinked slowly at me and kept silent the entire time. ????

Like okay looking at his face you’d never know the guy was trashed. But the guy was TRASHED. 

I asked him how much he’d had and he just held up a finger. 

One.

One what??

A glass? A bottle? A keg?

I looked over at the jug that had tipped over and tried to gauge how much he’d had. I don’t know if the bottle had been full or not when he started. I don’t think I’d left any half-empty? But he may have shared with another guest? I wouldn’t have been surprised if he kept some on hand for SangSang too. Not just me. It’s good wine.

Well either way. With how much was now spilled on the table and floor, and how much was in the bottle… I’m guessing… he had no idea and was bullshitting me how much he’d had. 

So there’s that. 

He had enough alcohol for one drunk. Got it. 

Well didn’t matter. Either way he was sloshed. I suppose this is karma (I know that’s not how karma works) for when I got drunk off my ass in front of him before. Ah well. 

You know… speaking of karma…. Like what kind of fucked up karma do I have? Like I must have just been a DEMON in my previous life. What the fuck did I do? Massacre a ton of people? Raise the dead? FUCK. Well whatever I did. Thanks a lot past life me. You’re a DICK.

Anyway.

I went to get a cloth to mop up the mess. While I was wiping everything down he disappeared.

I posted on my blog again because I have shit priorities, and then went to find him. 

He was in the kitchen. After turning on every single light. His head was completely in the fridge. 

I called out to him, because what the fuck? And he stood up and blinked at me again. Except now he was holding a package of skinless chicken breast??? For some reason?????

Why did he even have that Probably was planning to make it for me the next day since that was our Saturdate. He doesn’t eat much meat so it wouldn’t make sense for him to have so much. 

But okay

Like

He just held it out to me and said my name. 

???????

Just.. standing in the kitchen with ALL the lights on with the fridge hanging open offering me skinless chicken breast in its neat little vacuum sealed packaging. 

So uh…  Like what do you do with that?

I asked him what he was doing and he just pushed the package at me, asking if it was good? 

I mean they looked fine. Lan Zhan always buys good stuff. And this stuff was clearly bought fresh and then wrapped up by himself. He’s got a vacuum sealer thing. So like it’s not even stuff from the grocery store? He probably got it from a humane butcher. Because he does his research on EVERYTHING. 

So like… yeah?? They were good? And I like chicken. 

So I just kinda nodded and said yeah they’re good. And so he pushed the meat at me again and said it was all for me? 

So um.. I don’t know if he was asking me to cook it? I asked him if he wanted me to cook it and he looked confused. 

And fair. I mean I was confused too. No one wants me to cook. Everyone always complains. They just don’t appreciate the culinary genius that is me. 

But Lan Zhan looked at me, then the chicken, and seemed to be in the deepest thought. 

“Let’s put this in the fridge and we can eat it tomorrow, yeah?” I suggested, trying to take the meat from him and edge to the fridge at the same time. 

Apparently this was incorrect as he yanked it away from me and started towards the stove?????

I got to him just in time to stop him from turning it on. 

Like okay Lan Zhan is an amazing chef. And he’s got a NICE kitchen. But the stove is a gas one. You know the one with open flame? And like 

THe man had just dumped have a container of Emperor’s Smile on himself???

Like fuck. So I think I screamed. 

Because Fuck. No. Lan Zhan was NOT going to cook for me while drunk off his ass. 

I remember lunging at him and like pulling all the knobs off of the stove so he couldn’t turn it on. He glared at me with this.. this …. POUT. omg it was adorable. 

But NOT adorable enough for me to give him back the stove knobs. He tried to grab them but I put them in my pocket.

And then he tried to grab them again which is danger zone no no for SO MANY REASONS ;asldkfjsa;lkfaslkfjsd;lkfjas;dkfj;lafkjk

So I took his hands 

And put on my best most adorable pleading expression and asked him to please let us have it tomorrow? Because I really wanted to eat it tomorrow. He stared at me again, binked, then slowly nodded and put the chicken… in the cupboard. 

So I asked him if he wanted to watch a movie or something instead. He didn’t answer (How is drunk Lan Zhan even more quiet than sober Lan Zhan? How is it possible?) but he didn’t like protest or anything. 

So I asked him if he wanted to pick something out and I’d come in in just a minute for him to surprise me with whatever he selected. 

He nodded at that. Mumbled something that sounded like “for Wei Ying.” or something and stumbled off. 

I took a moment to breathe and update the blog again before putting the chicken in the fridge. Contemplated hiding the knives and stove knobs somewhere where Lan Zhan couldn’t get to them, but that seemed a bit much. So I put the knobs back on and went to see what Lan Zhan was doing. 

He was….

Drinking….

More….

Again.

So I updated my blog again????? What the fuck is wrong with me?

Well I did stop him again.  I grabbed the bottle and just took it. Downed the whole jar so that he couldn’t have any more. 

Maybe not the best option? But I had eaten dinner for once and I’m actually not a lightweight. (That one time was a fluke. Like it seriously was) so it was fine. Not like I was driving home anyway.

And besides maybe it’d help me get on his level? IDK. It was stupid but then so am I. And it was just a shame to dump it all out so down the hatch it went. 

It was at this point that I realized that Lan Zhan was still wearing the clothes he’d spilled all over. I suggested he go change into something clean. He seemed to find logic in this and stumbled off to his room.

Did NOT shut the door but that’s okay. It was down the hall and I couldn’t really… SEE anything unless I went further into the hall myself. 

Tempting but I was a good boy and resisted. 

Thats when things got quiet… too quiet (see post I’d made about it being quiet). 

I went to go check on him to find that he was stripped to his boxers, with his pants around his ankles. He was looking in his closet, probably trying to find out what suit to wear???

But when I entered he stumbled back, slammed the door shut and toppled feet over head to the floor!!

Man he’s jumpy when he’s drunk. 

I helped him to rights and was actually so distracted that I didn’t realize that he was practically naked for like 2 whole seconds!!

(I’m pretty sure Lan Zhan isn’t a mortal, no matter what I said earlier in this very post about him being a human. No human being has the right to be that fucking cut??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

It is NOT fair. 

FUck. )

WELL being a responsible and reasonable adult (lol) I decided I would help this drunk toddler of a man get dressed. I dug through his pajama drawer and pulled out something soft and fluffy. Hoped that it’d be more appealing to him if it was super super comfy. Started to hand it to him, but then figured fuck it. Probably better to just do it myself. 

Managed to keep my eyes and hands to myself as I helped him. Very proud.

He let me do this without complaint. He was very good. He lifted his arms up when I told him to and his legs. Ended up putting my face WAY too close to his hips but I looked at the wall the entire time so it was fine.

Fine. It was fine. We’re fine. I’m fine. It’s fine. 

Fuck I’m a mess. 

Okay what happened next. He was good. Sat like a good boy. Got him dressed (thank you A-Yuan for giving me practice? Did not think this was a life skill i’d be needing now that you’re growing up and can do your own buttons but guess life likes to throw them curve balls. Either way. A-Yuan m’boy. I owe you a solid.)

(Also do NOT miss changing your diaper. Fuck) 

ANyway

NO TANGENTS. (that’s a lie. There will be more tangents. Whatever.)

SO Lan Zhan was dressed like a human again. Somehow even drunk of his ass he looks like some sort of adonis. Not fair.

Uh.

Oh yeah. I got up and was gonna step away and he grabbed me. 

Not like hard? But really firm. Grabbed my arm and said “no.”

No what? No to the pajamas? No to the bunny slippers? No????

I asked him what he was saying no to and he just said no again and pulled me closer. 

“Lan Zhan Lan Zhan” I chided, “You’re being unreasonable. I got you all dressed and you were being so good but now I try to get up and you say no and stop me? What are you wanting? Do you not like these pajamas? Do you want me to dress you in something else?”

I remembered him looking at the closet and decided to be a little shit. I was gonna pretend I was gonna grab one if his suits to dress him in that instead. (No way I was going through that effort. Just wanted to prove a point that the PJ’s were much more comfy.)”

“Alright. Why don’t we change into something else? I know you like wearing suits. Or well, /I/ like when you wear suits. So let’s go get one.”

He started to relax his grip and I got up again, but then 2 steps to the closet he seemed to panic and grabbed me again. 

He wrapped his arms around me from behind and sat back down on the bed with me mostly in his lap?????

Okay Trying to keep myself pure here. I’m a good boy. Who was not going to take advantage of my best friend while he was drunk off his ass.  Good boy. Think of ANYTHING else but being in his lap. 

And of course. THis meant. I had to run my mouth. 

“OH? So you DON’T want a suit? Well then you should just be happy in those pajamas. As nice as you look in a suit I think they’re much more comfortable. The pajamas that is. Unless you’d rather be naked. But that--”

Anddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd

He covered my mouth. 

I tried to twist to look at him but he wouldn’t let me. 

I tried to protest against his hand but he wouldn’t let go. 

So I examined my options and decided the only course was to lick him.

So I did. 

Because I have had a brother and that always got me out when Jiang Cheng actually managed to pin me.

Worked like a charm this time too. Lan Zhan dropped me like I was made of fire. 

Maybe I should have been offended???? But I was too busy laughing. 

He stared at his hand in what had to be horror. I calmed down enough to offer to wipe it off for him but he just pulled it in to his chest protectively. 

“Oh come one. I’m not gonna lick it again! I said wipe it off! Clean it. Fuck I’ll wash ‘em with soap if you want. Dear goodness it’s not like I’ve got fucking cooties or something.”

He stared at his hand again and pouted, seemingly not sure what he wanted to do. 

I reached out gently again and he pulled away again.  Clearly not down for touching anymore. 

So I huffed and said fine. 

“You just go to bed or something then. I’ll leave you alone if you’re just gonna get all grumpy at me.”

So I started to leave. And he tried to grab me again???????????????????????????????????

Does he want to be touched or not? Or maybe he just wanted to do the touching now that I look back on it.

Well at the time I just kinda leapt out of the way and complained he wasn’t being fair changing his mind about what he wanted every 2 seconds. Quite unreasonable.

And somehow….

This ended with us chasing each other around the house??? 

Admittedly that part’s a bit of a blur. It started with him chasing me and then somehow we switched and I ended up chasing him?

Oh yeah. I think I thought he was going back to the kitchen or something and I panicked and tackled him onto the couch. That’s when I sat on him to keep him there and posted about it again while I caught my breath. 

He just let himself lay face down on the couch, his face pressed into the pillow completely. Both a blessing and a curse because I don’t know what I was thinking at the time. I dont’ know what I would have done if he’d pouted at me again. Licked him again?? But a curse because that meant all I had to focus on was how thicc his ass was. Like I was sitting on it. 

And it is a COMFY perch. Gotta say. Like fuck. This man is perfect in every way. 

NOT. THE. POINT.

KEEP MIND. AWAY FROM THAT. YOU DON’T NEED THIS RIGHT NOW. ESPECIALLY THINKING ABOUT THINGS THIS WAY WHEN YOU KNOW YOU’RE GOING TO BE SLEEPING IN THE SAME BED AS HIM AGAIN TONIGHT. 

(DON’T @ ME WE JUST SHARE A BED. OKAY? IT MAKES US BOTH FEEL BETTER AND IT’S FINE. IT’S FINE. WE’RE FINE. I’M FINE. IT’S FINE. I’LL TELL YOU ABOUT THAT MORE LATER BUT JUST.. IT’S FINE OKAY? IT’S FINE. TRUST ME. COMPLETELY NOTHING ROMANTIC ABOUT IT. IT’S OKAY TO CUDDLE YOUR BROS. I MEAN IT’S A BIT COMPLICATED SEEING AS I’M IN LOVE WITH HIM BUT WE BOTH AGREED THAT THE KISS MEANT NOTHING SO WE’RE FINE. 

FUCK.. okay I’ll get back to this in a minute because I made myself cry again. 

Hold on. 

Okay I’m back. And I’m actually fine now. Just a little bit of heartache. It flares up if I think about it so I just don’t think about it. 

So sometimes when it sneaks up on me like that it just causes a little bit of a panic. We’re fine though. It’s passed and we’re fine. 

Where was I? Where was I…. um… oh yeah. Sitting on that juicy ass--- um.. Sitting on Lan Zhan to keep him on the couch where it was safe and cushioned. 

It worked for a bit. But apparently only because he wanted it to. 

Somehow I forgot that the man can bench a fucking truck? So he just did a push up with me on his back while on the couch (Have you tried to do pushups on a cushioned surface? Please do not do this. Make sure you exercise on sturdy, solid surfaces or you will roll your wrists or something and I will not be held responsible for unsafe workout practices.)

SO Lan Zhan just pushed both of us up and I tumbled right off like I was made of fucking feathers. 

No idea what he was planning to do. 

At first he seemed worried about me because I tumbled. Which I think broke his train of thought away from what he’d originally planned? Or did he even have a plan to begin with? 

FUck who knows. Not me!

Well anyway

I had a bold stroke of genius. Because how does Lan Zhan get me to stay put?

So I told him to sit and wait because I had a surprise for him and that I’d be really sad if he didn’t do it. 

So he immediately assumed the lotus position and closed his eyes. Coulda been a fucking statue. 

I stared for a second but then remembered he was drunk as FUCK and I had no time. So I rushed off and grabbed Bichen and Suibian so I could dump ‘em in his lap. 

Fucking worked like a charm. Suibian didn’t stay too long because she always prefers my lap (aaaaaaaaaaaah my heart) but Bichen will always stay put when plopped on Lan Zhan’s lap. (I feel ya, li’l buddy. If I could get away with it I’d live there too).

Told him that he needed to be nice and calm for the bunnies and he nodded so seriously. He started to pet Bichen so carefully it was so sweet. The little bun flopped over right away. She loves her Lan Zhan so much. (Same)

Decided to try and get him to talk to me once he’d been quiet for a little while. I asked him what started all this anyway. 

At first he said that he wanted to learn to be more tolerant to alcohol so that he could drink with me

Which is so fucking sweet but does not explain why he went so hard into it. 

And I knew he’d seen his uncle earlier that day. So I pressed. 

I won’t tell you all that he told me. But yeah. Family is complicated man. 

But that part of the story.. That’s his story. I’m not sure if he even wants ME to know about it, so I’m definitely not telling you guys. Sorry. But please try to understand. 

We talked for a long while and eventually he ended up falling asleep. I very carefully moved the bunnies to their pen, then picked him up and carried him off to bed too. 

There’s something surreal about princess carrying Lan Zhan. Not gonna lie. 

I wasn’t willing to leave him alone in case he woke up again so I just climbed into bed with him. Wrapped him up in my arms to make sure I’d wake up if he tried to leave (hopefully).

But he slept through the night. 

It wasn’t until morning that he lurched out of bed and booked it to the bathroom. Poor guy.

I will never try to get him to drink again. With mornings that awful it’s just not worth it. Though admittedly he’d probably do okay if he just didn’t drink as MUCH as he did. Make I’ll get him a Mikes Hard? I know from talking to him since then that the wanting to be able to share a drink with me was genuine even if it wasn’t the only reason he was drinking. So maybe we can ease him into it. I mean Mikes hards are so weak that they may as well be virgin drinks so that should be safe? 

I’ll talk to him about it later. 

Anyway. I took care of him all morning and he was so miserable. (Even got to carry him again. He was so worn out he barely protested). 

I brought him back to bed with some aspirin and some water. I should have made him drink some the previous night but I guess with how crazy that night was maybe I can be forgiven for that at least. 

I gave him some kisses on his face because at that point it was our thing??? (Because… what were we??? Well now we’re back to just friends I think. After… after the kiss that meant nothing.)

Fuck.

Okay don’t think about it. We were… we were something… but now we’re just friends. And that’s just… how it is. Because i fucked up. Because of course I fucked up. 

I let him take a nap and watched something trashy on TV. Eventually he shlumped out of bed (as much as Lan Zhan ever schlumps which is not a lot) and crashed onto the couch next to me. 

We talked some more and he tried to apologize to me. I wasn’t gonna hear it. I got a bit of a more sober re-telling of the reason he was drinking and I did my part to listen. 

Despite how much I talk, I can actually listen if the occasion calls for it! Surprising, I know. 

We went to bed again eventually after watching more garbage TV together. 

And uh.. Yeah…

That’s the adventures of Drunk Lan Zhan. 

Sorry I know some of the details are probably wrong. It’s been a while and a lot happened. But yeah. That’s more or less it. 

[beecherdrysdale]

Heyy, thank you for responding! I loved all of it!

We are totally hanging out first! Honestly I don’t understand why we keep putting you with Dylan in the same car, you win at everything. maybe I should switch the cars around and give you Ryan instead? But Brigid+Dylan is 😍 and I need that to happen. Wait imagine we are all in our cars and we just pull up all at the same time to a red light and we roll down the window and just laugh at each other and then we all zoom away. I would absolutely not let Ryan sit up front with me, we would probably start smacking each other and chirping each other and I would lose concentration so imma put him in the back with Braden :) . Quinner can come and hold my hand because he’s gorgeous and I wanna hold his hand. Quinton would be fine, he’s seems like he would be slightly chaotic. Kesh has the most chill car. Like Kirby, Dylan C and Devon are all chill and would just be calmly talking while Kesh is driving.

When we are all together tho, it’s more chaotic. Haha yes the braiding is not going well for Dylan and Jamie they’d be like “How do I do this?” I don’t understand this. Why does this exist lol. Yess I would have to pull over and make them switch with Devon and quinton hehe. They would just be calmly braiding your hair and then Jamie and Dylan would be slightly jealous and pouting in the back. Just a warning I love music so imma play that loud and roll down the windows. Only for a bit tho . Also kesh omg late night drives are so cute. Also imagine all of us in a grocery store, that would be so chaotic. Also why do I feel like Braden, Kirby , Dylan C would pass out for literally the entire drive?

Malt teaser are yummy, but what about sour patch kids orrrrr peanut putter filled M&Ms. Have you ever had those? I always get them if I go to the movies:) Nutella is good too! Imma be Canadian and say have you ever had all dressed ruffles? Nanaimo bars are delish, we can get them in BC ! I’ll buy you poutine brigid. The best is probably in Montreal so when we make a pit stop there I can buy you some!. Also let’s not forget chocolate and healthy foods lo. Carrot sticks anyone?. Also music would be great, imma play like a g6 or promiscuous girl cuz I love that song 😍

Chirp kings unite, this will be the main factor of our vacay lol. Brigid I’m sorry but it has to be done lol. We are gonna chirp you sm. Oooo you putting your hands on his abs, and feeling the muscles. Honestly I would too lol- sorry Quinner. But Dylan Holloway has an amazing body. Ryan and I would chirp you again I’m not gonna lie, but also you straddling jamie would be 🥵. Kesh this is for you, Kirby shirtless, in that photo with him by the lake. I unfortunately have not found Quinner by a lake. Aww kesh I loved the “I didn’t think I needed sunscreen” lmao your entire back is the shade of my blush. They do need sunscreen tho, pale boys.

The boat is a must! All of these activities are so fun, Brigid you would go on the same tube w Dylan?. We would definitely make each other fall. Tanning is a dream sometimes - but while your tanning Jamie and Dylan are looking at you 😏 same w Kirby kesh . I’m not gonna lie drinking on a boat is nice. Some white claws or margaritas lol. Aww one of them holding your waist, some photos are gonna be taken there. Lmao Quinner is gonna be like “I’m gonna get a drink” and leaves and then Ryan sneaks up and pushes me. But not so fast I would grab him real quick and we would both fall in l😂. Awww kesh, I love those little sentences you wrote “oh yeah babe, uh huh babe sorry , but look” that’s adorable that he’s spending time with you.

Drunk Quinner is the best, but I would secretly love that he’s being clingy 🥺. Dylan H seems like the jealous type and probably so is Jamie. But you dancing with them would be soooo cute! They just want be constantly around you. Kesh and Kirby would be slaying.

I’m going to let you have a break from Ryan and I causing chaos, he would actually be helping unlike me and I would just be watching Dylan h become jealous that Jamie is w you lol. But I do want a friendship w him too lol . Awww yes him pulling on your braids 🥺 my smart girl is adorable same with “my smart boy”

Haha ya, my mom refuses to let me have a one piece, so all I have are bikinis lol. That’s good brigid, we all have hot bodies hehe. #hotgirlsummer.

I wanna go shopping w you and kesh soooo bad. It would be so fun!! Vacay clothes are cute. We should all a little black dress and take everyone’s breath away lol. Oo ya Dylan and Jamie admiring you in your hit lbd or clubbing clothes 😏. Same w kesh, Kirby would be amazed like how did he get such a gorgeous girl?. I love stealing clothes - from my bro and friend . so I am on board with wearing the guys clothing lol . They would be comfyyyyyy.

Kk I’ll get you a Holloway and Drysdale jersey l!! And a Kirby and cozzy jersey ! Get ready for some gifts :)

Wow this was long.

Ok kesh what’s your favourite cake flavour?

Xo ly

Lexiiiiiiiii

ok yes, first of all i love all of this 💖

so ig it’s been decided that dylan and i are in the same car so we can dominate once again lol. and then jamie and quinton are there too and then jamie and dyl are just trying to talk over each other to have a convo with me, so then i start ignoring them and talk to quinton instead hehe. omg yes if we all pull up at a red light at the same time, i’m that one person who just keeps inching forward when someone rolls up next to them and then as soon as the light turns green i’m gone lmao. so esp if it was you guys i would be being extra competitive. haha yes banish ryan to the back with braden so he doesn’t make you crash the car bc we’re too broke to pay for rental car damages. and then quinner gets to sit in the front with you and hold your hand 🥺 and then kesh is just vibing in her car and then i feel like they would all get distracted and decide to go sight-seeing and forget about the race lol

haha yes when we’re all in the car together it will be so chaotic. and then jamie and dyl are both trying to braid and they can’t and they’re getting frustrated bc my hair is just in knots and they’re just like why is this even a thing? why do people actually want to do this? and then thankfully you pull over to save my hair and then devon or quinton has to fix it. and then jamie and dyl are just pouting about it and you and ryan start chirping them about it lol. and yes please play your music as loud as you want. i love having the windows down and just blasting music super loud esp when you’re on the highway. and then somehow kirby, dylan c, and braden are just asleep in the back? even tho the music is so loud lmao. definitely have to play like a g6 for the boys lol. awwww yes a late night drive would be so fun. idk why i just love driving in the dark

omg all of us in the grocery store together is literally the worst idea ever. like it would be so chaotic, all of us would be running around the store looking for whatever food we wanted. and we would not get like any healthy food, it would all be junk food, which would be horrible for all of us athletes lmao. and then in the end the cart would be overflowing and half the boys would come running up to us with more food they wanted and then the cash register would just be like wtf why do you need sm food. but we would end up eating it all by the end of our trip bc we all eat so much

omg sour patch kids, resees and peanut butter m&ms are like my three favorite candies so we would have to stock up for the drive. i just looked up all dressed ruffles and now i literally want to try them so bad. but we would have to have so many bags bc we all eat so much lol. and then yes i love dark chocolate, so bring any kind of dark chocolate. and then we have to be at least a little bit healthy and bring like carrots and peanut butter or something. and then making pit stops to get nainaimo bars and poutine bc i want to try both those things lol

hehe yes you and ryan would be chirping me the entire time, but it’s all good i still love you guys. somehow kesh and kirby are escaping your guys’ chirping. haha wow lexi ok i see you. quinner would be very jealous rn. but yes i would be feeling dyl’s muscles while we were on the jet ski. and then i have to straddle jamie 😏 it’s just to put aloe vera on. obviously. hehe yes all of their lake pics are so good. it’s ok that you couldn’t find one for quinner, i can’t find one for jamie either. haha yes they all are convinced they don’t need sunscreen and we’re just like sure.... 

yes, boats are so fun! haha maybe i’d share a tube with dyl, or maybe i’d go with jamie and make dyl jealous lol. either way someone would definitely try to flip us out of the tube lol. hehe while we’re tanning the guys will just be looking at us 😏 but then we would also all be sitting on the railing drinking and then you and quinner both finish your drinks so he goes to get you guys new ones and then ryan pushes you in lmao. but then you would pull him in with you to get payback lol. and i would just being chilling on the railing with my white claw dying of laughter

omg drunk quinner and lexi would be so cute together😍 like obviously you guys are always cute, but when he’s being all clingy and following you around that’s adorable. and he would do whatever you want bc he’s drunk lol. hehe dylan and jamie getting jealous whenever i dance with the other one. sorry guys, got to spread the love equally lol. and then kirby and kesh just being couple goals

haha yes so when we’re in the escape room ryan actually decides to help instead of causing chaos for once. so then you just go and chill with dylan and start becoming closer friends with him bc you guys hadn’t talked that much before we got to the escape room. and then you notice him getting jealous of me and jamie so then you chirp him about it lmao. and then i’m just helping jamie in the corner 🥺 and don’t even realize what’s going on lol

lexi i’m so jealous, my mom could never. we love a body positive queen. but we would all look hot in our swimsuits #hotgirlsummer. hehe we could go shopping together to get our suits when we’re getting other clothes too. and then we have to get cute vacay clothes so i’m not wearing athletic clothes like i do literally every day lmao. and then we would all get lbd and other cute clubbing clothes and the guys would just be in awe. like they would all be admiring us and maybe getting a little to handsy lol and then we’re like stop it we haven’t even left yet. but then once we get back we just steal some of their clothes bc they’re comfy and then keep wearing them for the rest of vacay lol.

ooooh ok i actually want to answer the cake question. my mom makes really good chocolate cake with cherry frosting that’s amazing, or i also like chocolate cake with like orange frosting. in case you couldn’t tell i really like the chocolate-cherry combo lol. what about you guys?

ily too 💖

[lordxgrinnyxboy]

rewatching tgm for the umpteenth time: wifi's not working edition 1/?

ngl i've Never, In My LIFE, done any singing or acting outside of puppet shows when i was in like the 3rd grade but every time i watch TGM i'm more and more like "GOD i wanna be cast as Barkilphedro" and i don't even know why? like why would i want to be the greasy clown nasty? He has No Rights? I Don't Like Him Or Sympathize With Him At All? And Yet???? It must be a calling.

there's like. two barrels on the stage.

uggggggh i love Ensemble!Maskell and Ensemble!Obianyo they're both so pretty

FEEL SO LOW YOUR PULSE NEEDS CHECKING

ngl Barkilphedro has No Rights and he gets No Sympathy from me but i do feel sorry for him when he talks about his mother. also sucks for him that he wasted so much time hoping his loyalty to Clarence would pay off, only to get nothing but mockery in return. also also as 'comical' as the Erotic Breakfast Dance scene is played it's still...really gross and Not Okay. This dude's 100% culpable for his actions and he made his own choices and is absolutely slimy but it's like those bits in LotR when they talk about Bilbo pitying Gollum. idk i just kinda hate that ol' Barky let himself be twisted into such a wretched creature. He crossed the No Rights line the night he decided to carve up a kid's face tho and just kept right on going.

ensemble!maskell is so cute send help

it's the eye makeup and the lighting it's just. a really good look

ms. obianyo pls

just noticed Bark's little pose on "obsessed with the pursuit of beauty"

okay so i've seen some comments around about Clarence's "How do you keep your pecker up" remark and just thought i'd- dude's fingernails. wow they're so shiny. ahem -mention here that i've looked into this expression before and it's actually a term that i guess is mainly used in England or something and it's like nose = beak = 'pecker' as in birds which ‘peck’ things with their beaks. It's basically the same as "keep your chin up". Snufkin says it to Moomin. I mean with Clarence i wouldn't put it past him to mean it another way but also given where the show is set it makes sense he would use such a term.

ngl i want to Know about Angelica tho like. why is she Brutalized. why did Clarence send her awaey. i actually want to know about the whole family. I feel like it's a three separate moms situation but even if it's only two separate moms Where Are The Moms. did Clarence send Them awaey too? Did one or more of them Die? Were they Killed? oh god what if it's like in Light Princess and he actually Had (one of/)Them Executed. I think it's interesting that Clarence Lorded Dirry-Moir. we don't get to know about how he treated Josiana, but none of his kids even turn up to his funeral and the only one who talks about him at all only does so to denounce him.

also thinking about the differences yet similarities between the Green Box Family and the Royal Family but i can't articulate worth anything rn so i'll just *pins for later*

love Ensemble!Brisson

also ngl even if the whole Royal Introduction/Lords on Palace Hill bit isn't 100% literal it still paints a pretty clear picture of the kind of toxic and vapid society that's encouraged under Clarence's reign.

does 'bonnie prince' mean anything specific or

ugh i love Osric

wait i just noticed the stripies on dirry--moir's shirt. nice. i'd wear that.

not as much as i'd wear the heck out of Osric's coat though. actually his whole outfit. add Osric/Lord Trelaw to Roles I Wanna Be Cast For In The Timeline Where I Sing And Act

the face Dirry-Moir makes while Osric's getting started introducing the fair tho. he looks like a kid trying to fit in with a cool new friend group.

the way Mr Maskell sings "we have a huge collection of the crippled and the dabbed" tho it sounds like he's got a cold

i'm gonna need somebody to meet me irl just to do that lil dance that Dirry-Moir and Osric do after "If you've got the money/I've got the misery" it looks fun!

au where Mr. Maskell stays on stage through the end of Laughter is the Beast Medicine. i need to See him do the choreo for this part.

had a real cursed idea right here but no it's Too cursed

the look on Osric's face when Bark grabs his bad arm tho

this whole "imagine laughing without any cruelty at all" is such a weird bit tbh

have i already said that i love the whole look of the "the poor soul who stands before you" part like idk if it's the pose or what but Gwyn Looks Really Good In This Scene

okay but the way puppet!Gwyn holds out his hand toward his mom and then she goes to- hangon i can’t describe lemme see if separate post separate post

okay

ngl im real curious as to whether this bit on the pirate ship (idk why i’ve always defaulted to ‘pirates’ for these cats) actually happened or if Ursus fully made it up like we really Don’t get to Know how much of this has any basis in what really happened that night do we u-u

kay but the fact that Dea’s mom’s lying there with her eyes open and the way they emphasize her frozen-ness by having her arm stay up like. wow.

wait a minute is that Born Broken playing for lil baby Dea? i think it is.

yeah sing it hazlit

interesting how Ursus has little!Gwyn sing “they put blood in my nightmares” but also vow to find the man who cut him. which i mean singular ‘they’ is obviously a thing but as i doubt the intention was for Gwyn to have decided that whoever cut him must be a they/them man i just think it’s interesting that even the wording in the puppet show points to the fact that there was Someone Else There, even if it does then swerve back to a single perpetrator. But also it’s still accurate because while it was only one man who cut Gwyn’s face, it was both Barkilphedro and Ursus who contributed to putting blood in his nightmares.

honest question why is Mr. Maskell’s voice Like That like who gave him the right

love how puppet!Gwyn and puppeteer!Gwyn and later real!Gwyn all do that same little motion with their head on the word “disgrace”

OH HEY we’re at the part where Lon Don picks up NICE

add Mojo Puppeteer to my list of dream roles

wait ohmygod there’s this thing kind of hanging off the cart and i was squinting at it like “what is that” and then the cart turned around and i realize that’s the body that goes to the head-on-a-shelf ursus what the hell

wait so Dirry-Moir genuinely thinks Dea went blind from looking at Gwyn’s face but he also wants to see it? although granted Ursus said she went blind from “gazing too long” so maybe Dirry-Moir assumes he’ll be safe if it’s only a quick look. still. Concept: Post-Show Dirry-Moir having this tendency to Not Look At Gwyn very much until eventually either he explains why and somebody has to Tell Him, or maybe at some point he’s like “wait a minute. that was made up wasn’t it” and everyone has a bit of a laff

ngl i love the inside of the cart and how there’s like four, maybe five puppets, counting Beauty and Beast, and also some of the shadow puppets...all kinds of vials and bottles and what looks like painting supplies...what looks suspiciously like crimson lethe on the stove...looks like some cabinets and extra storage up very top. im curious about the layout since we only get to see one part of the cart at a time.

wait why’s the song called stars in the sky when does he say th- why isn’t it called “New World” or “dreams” or something why stars in the sky he doesn’t even say- does he say it in the reprise???  *skips ahead* NO?

does the Disney Chorus Say It??

THEY DON’T

WHY IS THE SONG CALLED STARS IN THE SKY? WHY HAVE I BEEN UNQUESTIONINGLY CALLING IT STARS IN THE- WHEN ARE STARS MENTIONED??

IS THE TITLE A REFERENCE TO THE FACT THAT URSUS IS ONE OF THE ONES WHO ASSISTED IN STRIPPING STARS FROM THE SKY? IDK BOSS IT FEELS KINDA WEAK TO ME

ugh i love ms obianyo

“to help them forget themselves” yeah that’s what you want him to do huh Ursus

“not now, Grinpayne”‘s a p curious line to include and only the fact that Gwyn’s still using his puppet!Gwyn voice while complaining is keeping me from being like “lol Gwyn’s lil rant was actually him breaking character and then Ursus just went with it like it was part of the show lol lol”

cutting here for length uwu Dea finishes the word ‘skies’ at exactly 30 minutes in which is nice bc i didn’t even have to interrupt her mid-word in order to pause for post-length.

[losfacedevil]

When You’re Ready - PT 1

a/n~ This is different for me, Usually I use characters from other places or singers as such. But this time I decided to go my own route completely. I hope this is something everyone enjoys!

“Fuck this noise.” Sebastian slammed the nursing book he was reading shut, reaching up to run his fingers through his unruly curls as he turned to his room mate. The other boy sat at his desk across the room, his textbook long forgotten as a strand of hair trailed into his mouth and his chin rested in his hand. “Fuckin really dude? I have my licensing exam and you have boards next week, are you really choosing now to nap? Yo, Mace!” Sebastians voice was loud enough to wake the dead though Mace didn’t budge, not even when a crumpled up paper ball hit him square in the forehead. “Mason! I swear to the highest heaven.”  Sebastian chuckled, getting up and making his way over to his buddies desk, hand slamming down on the book in front of him.

“What is so important that you had to result to violence and disrupt my beauty sleep, Breezy?” Mason cooed, his voice soft and melodic. Another chuckle slipped past Sebastians lips as he flipped open the book laying on the desk and skimmed the page quickly. “Think fast what’s exocrine pancreatic insufficiency?” He asked, his eyes landing on a random medical term. Mace shrugged, his eyes fluttering open as he leaned his head back to look at the younger boy. “How the hell am I supposed to know that?” Sebastian wrapped his hand in Maces’ shoulder length hair, giving it a quick tug as he slammed the book shut. “You better hope they only ask you what chicken pox and appendicitis is if you plan to even so much as pass the tip of the boards iceberg. Ive heard they’re a thousand times harder than my RN licensing exam.” Mace chuckled, pushing the palms of his hands into his eyes causing static like bolts to shoot across his vision. “I still can’t believe you chose being a Peds nurse over general surgery.” Sebastian sighed, making his way back over to his desk and resuming the notes he was taking. “I want to spend the rest of my life on a Peds ward helping kids feel better and making them smile when all they want to do is cry. I’m sorry I’m not cut happy.” Mace shook his head, rising from his seat and stretching his back before heading towards the door. “Not what I meant, Breezy and you know it. Do you want anything to eat? I’m starving.” Sebastian shook his head, swatting his hand over his shoulder at his room mate. “I’m good.” Mace chuckled. “Tuna and provolone it is!” He called halfway out the door. “No thank you!” Sebastian rolled his eyes, wasn’t up for Maces’ games today. “You lie, I’ll grab your coffee too.” Mace called, letting the door click shut softly behind him.

Sebastian sighed, the words on the page scrambling and becoming a jumble of letters as his vision blurred. Shaking his head he closed the book, deciding that he would much rather go get his own coffee. Pushing back from his desk he quickly slipped his feet into his white vans, grabbed his keys out of his drawer and left the room making sure to lock up behind him. The younger boy spotted Mace not too far up the hallway, one of the pretty interns talking his ear off and showing him a faux chart. He nodded his head at all the right times but Sebastian was keen to his ways and knew he wasn’t listening to a word the girl was saying. Chuckling at the scene before him he took off at a slow jog, quickly coming up on the pair. 

“Yo Mace, how longs it take to get ya boy a coffee?” He joked, driving his fist into the older boys shoulder. Mace reached up, resting his hand on the back of his neck as a blush crept across his cheeks. “Well ya see, I was on my way there but then Jayde stopped me.” Sebastian laughed, shaking his head at the embarrassment splayed on Mace’ face. “Did Jayde stop you or did you stop Jayde? Did you forget I can hear what you do in the bathroom at night?” Sebastian nodded, catching the slight widening of the girls eyes out of the corner of his own. Making his way past Mace he bumped his shoulder into the taller boys, a subtle nod thrown towards the cafeteria. “Don’t worry, shoot your shot, I gotchu, cream no sugar right?” Sebastian stuck his tongue out, turning on his heel and power walking to the cafeteria. Sebastian couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped him as he scanned the pastry case, needing something sweet to top off his salty attitude. He knew it would only be a matter of a minute or so before Mace was breathing down his neck, the anger and embarrassment seething from him. He side stepped, swiping two glazed donuts from the case as he inched his way over to the coffee cart, giving the older boy ample time to scold him. A warm hand gripped Sebastians shoulder -gentle but firm- pulling his back up against the other persons front. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” Sebastian chuckled, absolutely reveled in the fact that Maces voice was melodic even when aggravated. “I have no idea what you’re talking about, Mace face.” Mace sighed, rolling his eyes as he pushed Sebastian towards the coffee cart. “Don’t you Mace face me, Breezy. You know damn well she ain’t got the right parts for me.” Sebastian couldn’t help the chuckle that slipped past his lips, letting his shoulders rise and fall in a shrug. “I’m still fully clueless. Donut?” Maces’ upper lip curled in disgust, couldn’t stand when Sebastian thought he was funny but couldn’t help to notice how handsome the younger boy looked when his smile was genuine. “No I don’t want your damn donut.” Mace huffed, earning himself a giggle from the girl running the coffee cart. “That’s not what you were saying last night.” Sebastian mumbled, sinking his teeth into one of the donuts he held. “Oh you think you got jokes?” Anger bubbled up behind Maces’ eyes, couldn’t believe Sebastians games. “I got all the jokes - like the one about Jayde investing in a strap on so you could get more action than what your right hand gives you.” Mace choked on his own saliva, reaching up and pushing Sebastians shoulder hard before turning on his heel. “Go fuck yourself dude.” He called over his shoulder, quickly grabbing a sandwich from one of the carts he passed and tossing some money the persons way. Sebastian chuckled, shaking his head. “Fuck you.” He yelled, throwing his hand in the air, middle finger raised. Mace spun quickly to face the younger boy, eyes rolling hard before spinning back in the direction he was headed. “Don’t you threaten me with a good time, Breezy.”

~~~~~~~~ Mace groaned as he shook the door knob to their room, quickly realizing his keys were on the opposite side of the door resting nicely on his desk. He leaned up against the wall next to the door, letting his back slide down it as he got himself comfortable on the floor. Sighing, he opened the sandwich he had bought, deciding that picking at it while he waited was his best bet. “I can’t believe that asshole really locked me out.” He mumbled, taking a bite of his sandwich as he pulled his phone out of his pocket. It wasn’t long before Mace heard that unmistakable chuckle as the sound footsteps reverberated off the walls. The older boy glanced up through his lashes, couldn’t help the smile that tugged at his lips as he saw the shit eating grin plastered across Sebastians face. “Well, well, well, what have we here?” Sebastian chuckled, eyeing the awkward fold of Maces’ legs. A frown pulled at the corners of Maces’ lips, his arms finding a home crossed over his chest. “Has anyone ever told you how much of an asshole you are?” Mace was always quick to throw an insult, though he knew it did nothing to the younger boys pride. “Y’know I love you, man, but you’re such an easy target.” Sebastian chuckled, holding out a coffee cup as a peace offering. Mace thought about it for a second before gently wrapping his hands around the warm cup as Sebastian dug in his pants pocket for his keys. “I figured Sir Naps a lot could use the caffeine more than I could.” He chuckled, quickly unlocking the door whilst Mace untangled his legs and stood. “Now what lesson did we learn today?” Sebastian chuckled, opting to lay across his room mates bed instead of his own. “That you’re an absolute asshole?” Mace quipped, setting his cup down as he toed his shoes off of his feet. “Actually the correct answer was don’t leave your keys behind, but I guess I’ll let you slide this time since you’re still pouting.” Sebastian called after Mace, chuckling as the bathroom door was slammed. “And lord knows how cute you are when you’re pouting.” Sebastian sighed, pushing himself to a seated position before pulling off his own shoes. “What was that?” Maces’ voice was mumbled behind the bathroom door. Sebastian shook his head, standing and making his way to his own bed. “I said, a nap doesn’t sound so bad.”

[elsaclack]

maybe it’s bc i watched ghostbusters last night or maybe it’s bc i saw a vintage scooby doo gifset on my dash earlier but y’all,,,,,,,,,i really want a b99 kid/teen detective au where they hunt ghosts

just like. all of them together in high school investigating spooky buildings and chasing ghosts and unmasking Villains

rosa builds ghost traps and weapons and only started tagging along bc she does believe in ghosts, even though she knows the ghosts “haunting” all these places are just greedy people in disguise - swearing up and down that she’s out the second they catch a real ghost, but ofc grows to subtly love everyone and never leaves

gina’s the one who always presents them with a new mystery, not because people call her for help but because she’s just plugged into all the local Drama and Gossip and is That Good at sweet talking her way into places kids aren’t normally allowed to go

charles is a few years older than the bunch but he became good friends with jake through his job as a cook at the local burger joint and, after jake “saves him” from frankenstein (i.e. stops a dude in a frankenstein mask from mugging him in the alley behind the burger joint) swears his undying allegiance and supplies the group with snacks 24/7

terry is a teacher at their high school and is constantly stressed about the adventures he hears them talking about every week in class - “shouldn’t you guys have some adult supervision?? where are your parents??” - but after the gang rescues his twins from a runaway kiddy roller coaster train cart, he’s eternally grateful and supportive

holt is the principal of the high school and is constantly torn between loving the collaboration and team spirit between a group of students that might not otherwise be Friends and Utter Exasperation at the number of phone calls he gets every day from members of the public complaining about “those meddling kids” but overall he loves the courage and moxy and supports them from a distance through subtle guidance when they need it

amy got dragged into the group after being assigned as jake’s partner on a major project in class and could only track him down and get him to work if she in turn went with him on adventures - she turns out to be an expert on all the local history and lore and can fact-check whatever myths are being taken advantage of by the Villains

jake’s the charismatic leader who has been obsessed with hunting ghosts since well before his dad left them - his first memory is sitting on the couch watching ghostbusters with his dad and while he does actually prefer die hard to ghostbusters, he’s always been intrigued by mysteries and the paranormal and happens to be Very Good at solving puzzles

more headcanons under the cut bc i can’t be stopped

jake inherits his dad’s old van when he turns 16, thus widening the group’s mystery-solving range outside of their hometown

amy helps him paint the outside of the van

gina fell through one trap door when they were 14ish and from that point on staunchly refuses to be the first person to enter a place since she “almost died” that one time

i wanna say at some point the school is haunted by the ghost of a previous mascot so holt calls the actual police but also conveniently leaves the key to the school out on his desk while his student assistant, gina, is in the office

it turns out to be the ex-janitor and the gang manage to trap him using a volleyball net in the cafeteria - he has to work very hard to keep from smiling when he doles out detentions the next morning

at some point teddy asks amy to prom and she says yes to jake’s utter devastation, but when a mystery comes up before prom and amy invites teddy along, they all realize teddy can’t keep up/doesn’t share the same passion for solving mysteries that the rest of them do, so amy decides she’d rather go alone

she confides all of this in jake, whose ego is a little stung by the “i’d rather go alone” comment but is still overall thrilled that amy isn’t with teddy anymore

while charles is an obvious jake fanboy, he shows up to all the others’ events too - like amy’s debate team events and rosa’s gymnastics competitions and,,,,,whatever gina does GINA’S DANCE RECITALS OBVIOUSLY - enduringly supportive and armed with food and drink

IDK WHAT ELSE I’M JUST!!!!!!! IN MY FEELINGS ABOUT THIS RN!!!!!!!!