#its party rockin

[mrtinyteacup]

this bonnie is made out of toys

[broke-on-books]

How do I get one of those 💌 things I want to know what you think of me

I think I'm personally offended that our spring breaks don't line up and it makes me want to drive like 5 hours to burn your school down

No but like seriously you're awesome. Awesomesaucesome even. My best friend for a reason <3 I miss you and I'm mad I don't see you almost everyday 😭

[fagrackham]

happy to be home bc of my dogs and free food and comfort and my hometown i love so much but its always nice to be reminded that i just CANNOT live with my mother

[mikgreo]

Hiya! Love your posts so so so much ♡

I was wondering if you could do how haikyuu (or jjk) men react to finding out the reader has a kink for being fucked in front of someone else 🫣

Tysm! Anon x

“curiosity killed the cat.”

haikyuu headcanons.

a/n. ty nonnie for requesting!! ive never thought about writing something like this but it made me excited to see what i could come up with, i had fun writing this! take care nonnie <3!! i might do pt.2 :3

chars. oikawa, iwaizumi, kuroo, bokuto, akaashi, atsumu, osamu, suna.

syp. haikyuu characters & exhibitionism! +mini scenarios.

tags. exhibition, voyeurism, p/v, degradation, praise, petnames, pronouns or gender not mentioned but reader has a kitty & boobies, and use of babygirl/girl, manhandling (bokuto), edging, overstimulation, recording, whatever i missed..

oikawa!

rough jealous sex, teases you alot, might share you depending on the person, makes you moan out his name while the other person makes you cum, tried to get you to go to a kink club but you denied (“y/n-chann!! it’ll be fun!”)

he never thought you, or anyone else, were the type to initiate stuff like that, he was always just used to casual sex with his partners. but when he mentioned how “you probably want iwaizumi to see you like this, huh?” and felt you tighten up around him, he knew exactly what to do, he called iwa to come see a particular “show.”

“k-kawa!! s’too much.. sl-slow dowwwn~..ng-nghh!~” you whined out as oikawa thrusted deeply and roughly directly on your g-spot countless of times. “you like iwa-chan watching you get your back blown out, huh? you dirty fuckin’ girl, t’is what you wanted hm?” he slapped your ass, “after all yer stupid ass swayin’ and bendin’ over infront of ‘em you kinda asked for it, you slut.” he glanced over at iwaizumi, who was sitting on oikawa’s desk chair watching you two, face dusted in red and pink hues, sweat beads falling down his forehead. “come, its yer turn iwa-chan~”

iwaizumi!

def has vanilla sex, he likes to show that he can make you feel good by his hands, nice and soft, wouldnt share you but would make you speak out on how good hes making you feel

iwaizumi wasnt really used to anything like this, he was never the type of guy to have multiple girlfriends, let alone be sexually active. so whenever he found out from oikawa that your friend mentioned you were into that stuff, he didn’t know if he should ignore or act on it. but the more he thought about it the more frequently he found himself masturbating in the bathroom at the thought of him pleasuring you infront of another man. so, he decided to act on it.

“mmm, just like that, babygirl. keep rockin’ yer hips on my fingers js like thaaat.” iwaizumi had you on his lap infront of oikawa, who was sitting on iwaizumi’s gaming chair. legs pried open, glistening wet cunt on full display, you shamefully moaned at the circles iwa had been rubbing on your clit and your entrance. “tell ‘kawa how much you want me to fuck you with my fingers, doll.”

kuroo!

rough sex, open to threesomes (depending on the person), makes the third party record you two, edging/overstimulation final boss

lowkey wasnt that fazed about it, he’s been through some kinky people that he ended up ghosting/breaking up with because the kinks were overstepping boundaries, but he thought yours was quite doable. definitely got turned on once kenma told him you had said you were into that stuff. so he promised kenma he’d buy him the newest pc if he cooperated with his plan.

“oh yeahhh, look up at the camera just like that baby.” kuroo said behind you, as he was thrustinf his fingers into your seeping hole. he had you on all fours while you gave kenma a blowjob, as he recorded you all. “mmm…!!~” you mumbled onto kenmas cock, which he shuddered at. “you cummin’? i told you, cant til you make kenny here cum first, sweetheart.” this went on for 3 more hours..

bokuto!

rough-nice sex, fucks you dumb for sure, very prideful in his abilities and makes you you dont hold your voice back, make you make eye contact with third party, either really nice or really mean no in between, but i live for unknowingly and unwillingly rough bokuto so

kinda awkward about it, you were like his third girlfriend, and first ever actual serious once, adrenaline hits him and he ends up having his whole team watch him rail your poor small body. bokuto had learned alot from kuroo and oikawa about sex, so he decided this was a good opportunity to demonstrate his newly found skills. he asked his teammates to come over to his apartment, got them all to drink some beers and well..

“i know youve all been eyeing, y/n over here. so ill show you who she fuckin’ belongs to, but don’t hesitate to stroke yer dicks while you watch me absolutely fuck her dumb!” bokuto manhandled you into doggy, grabbing your arms and pulling them behind you back, thrusting in and out of you as deep as he could, whispering profanities into your ear. “fuckk, you like how der getting off to yer cute ass moans, huh? cmon.. be louder for them, let em know who’s responsible for this. fuck yeah, babygirl, t’day is alll about you.”

akaashi!

soft sex, would only let bokuto or tsukishima be the one watching you two, would worship you and brag about you to the other person while he fucked your brains out, overstimulation def, kinda gets a little toxic if the other person interacts.

akaashi was lowkey awkward about this too, but remained nonchalant, he had a talk with you to see if you would let bokuto be the one to watch you two, promising he wouldnt let him interrupt or touch you without your consent, he told you he had never been into any type of extreme kinks, so he apologized if he ended up deciding this wasnt for him, but swore he would try to make it work just to make you feel good.

“cmon princess, you can do better, why’re you getting shy on me now, hm?” he placed his hand on your head and ruffled your hair. you were down giving him a blowjob, with your legs spread open enough to let bokuto see you playing with your clit, desperate for some more friction. “mmm!” you muttered staring at akaashi with your puppy eyes. “im not, bokuto-san, touching you til you make me cum atleast twice. so get to work princess. you wanted this didnt you?” … “oh c’mon ‘kashi! dont be so mean” bokuto laughed loudly in the back.

atsumu!

possessive, would probably be mad at your for like half the day for suggesting it, but it grew on him, fast rough sex, lots of foreplay, teasing, and petnames.

“huuuhh?! why would you want sum rando watchin’ us fuck?” atsumu put if off for some days but the more he thought about it the more he found himself getting turned on by it. he set some rules, and had told you to go to a kink club since he didnt feel comfortable having anyone you both knew watch you, since you both only had a couple trusted people, and he was NOT gonna have his twin brother watch him fuck his girlfriend, let alone sakusa.

“look bae, all these people ‘round us comin’ just for you, see i told you you have the hottest fucking ass and tits ever.” he had you on top of him on one of the booth seats, you were jumping up and down on him and he took your nipples into his mouth. “fu-ck! ‘tsumu!! so good m gnna cumm~” you whined. “hell yeah baby, give em a show, aint gona stop til you start squirting like sum fuckin’ water sprinkler.” he laughed as he slapped your ass. “show em who’s yer fucking daddy, who’s making you feel good huh?” he breathed into your ear. “you-youyouyouyouyo-!! is you ‘tsumu youre so fuckin good at fucking my pussy daddy!!

osamu!

slow sex, praiiiiseeee, would probably only trust suna with you, would make suna touch you or something while he fucks you, asks if your okay during sex

he didn’t really know what to say when you had told him you found it hot to have someone watch you get fucked or something like a threesome, and he didnt wanna weird you out so he said you could try it out to see if he liked it as well. and he called up his buddy suna to help out!

“fuckk, yer tits taste so good, feels js like marshmallows, cutie.” suna said just below a whisper as he fondled your left boob and sucked on your right one. “mmm princess, your so tight, you feel so good yk that? you’re so perfect and beautiful like this.. making me wanna cum just from yer face.” osamu said as he had you in missionary, thrusting slowly but deep into your aching cunt. suna reached down to rub circles on your clit, “fuck, keep doing that suna, she just got so much tighter.”

suna!

literal virgin killer, casual sex, with some teasing & degradation, would be one to suggest this if you hadnt beaten him to it, down for anything but just doesnt admit it, literal definition of a freak undercover, lowkey would let anyone watch you two but just not touch you (imagine like anyone u want rlly)

“fuckk, keep fuckin yourself on my dick just like that, you have no idea how tight you feel, ma.” he had you facing the person while you fucked yourself dumb on his cock, going up and down. “play with yer boobs while they bounce, pretty. show em how sexy you can be, kay? put on a reaal pretty face, babygirl.”

[paceprompting]

Countdown to '86

written for ‘midnight’ and ‘confession’ | wc: 1000 # | steddie | rated: t | cw: no archive warnings apply | tags: pre-season four, getting together, steve has a crush on eddie, eddie finally gets a clue

@steddieholidaydrabbles & @steddiemas

Part One Part Two Part Three

Eddie had decided not to go to the New Year’s party.

Really.

He and Wayne had finally saved enough to get the van fixed. There was no reason to not spend one night with his uncle by going to a party at Steve’s Harrington house instead.

The jacket sat in its pristine Bloomingdale’s box on his desk, taunting him.

He had no idea whether or not it fit, or if he would have a miraculous allergic reaction and could honestly never wear it.

There was (unfortunately) only one way to find out.

He had a floor-length mirror in his room, and he stared at himself in the black denim jacket that Steve Harrington had given to him as a Christmas present.

It fit. Perfectly.

Not too tight at the shoulders. Simple design, easily alterable to Eddie’s aesthetic.

Why the hell had Steve given this to him?

He could wait until after winter break to find out. Corner Steve in the parking lot and demand an explanation. But that was another week where Eddie would have to stare at the jacket and tear his hair out over the questions.

Eddie wasn’t going to go to the New Year’s party.

But he had no other choice.

Having made a decision, Eddie didn’t remove the jacket before he drove off toward the Harrington house. He didn’t bother parking a block away, setting up right in front.

He didn’t have his lunchbox, so anyone sober enough would realize that Eddie was horribly out of place. Hopefully, his stride was quick enough that he could get in, get some answers, and then get the hell out.

Finding Steve was easy.

Eddie nearly smacked him with the front door, the drink in his hand sloshing onto the floor. Steve didn’t miss a beat, avoiding the door with a move Eddie recognized from gym.

“Hey,” he said, eyes quickly traveling over Eddie. He smiled when he noticed the jacket. “You wore it. Fit okay?”

“Yeah.” Eddie glanced at the crowd, already getting bumped into two feet into the house. He shoved his hands into his pockets and said, “We need to have a discussion.”

If Steve was surprised, he only gave it away with a single blink. Otherwise, he took the request in stride, tilting his head toward the staircase.

“Upstairs?”

Eddie nodded quickly, not bothering to wait for Steve before he shouldered through the crowd and made a beeline for the (somehow) familiar space of Steve’s bedroom. He kept his back to the door until Steve closed it behind them, muffling Dick Clark's New Year's Rockin' Eve.  

Eddie turned and came right out with it.

“You gave me a present.”

It wasn’t the smoothest start to a conversation, since Steve only furrowed his brows at what Eddie has basically phrased as an accusation.

Eddie swallowed. Tried again.

“You gave me a ride. We hung out at the mall. And you got me…a present.”

“Yeah. Yeah, I did.” Steve agreed plainly, standing in the low light of his bedroom in his dark blue Henley and jeans.

“Why?”

“I—” Steve wavered, setting his drink on his dresser.

Eddie scoffed. “Seriously, Harrington, this is really involved if you’re just going to fuck with me. I’d rather you just came out with it.”

Steve took a long breath, his eyes downcast to the floor.

His voice, when he spoke, was barely loud enough over the sound downstairs.

“Are you going to believe me if I said I wanted to do all those things?”

“No,” Eddie said.

It was the truth. Mostly.

Steve looked at him from under his lashes, with a strange determination that contradicted the whole conversation.

“Could I prove it to you?”

Eddie found himself nodding.

And then Steve crossed the room, his warm hand sliding along Eddie’s jaw to tilt his head up to meet the soft press of his lips.

And things made…a little more sense.

Eddie inhaled through his nose, but Steve didn’t push. He moved their mouths once to make the kiss last that much longer, and then pulled back, his hand still on Eddie’s face.

It was certainly proof.

“What time is it?” he asked.

Later, if asked, he would have chocked it up to his brain severely malfunctioning from the whole being-kissed-by-Steve-Harrington thing. Otherwise, he would not have still been standing so close to him.

“What?” Steve asked.

“How much longer until midnight?”

Steve shook his head slightly, glancing over Eddie’s shoulder toward his bed. Maybe to an alarm clock.

“Few minutes,” he answered.

Eddie could work with that.

“So,” he wet his lips. Steve glanced at it, unable to hide that he’d done so. “This all start in the car?”

“No.”

“The mall?”

Steve chuckled, the sound vibrating in his chest where Eddie was pressed against him. “Lunch. I don’t really remember which one.” He got this look on his face. Eddie nearly called it fond. “You’re hard to miss.”

“Pretty sure most people would prefer I cracked my head on floor during those.”

Eddie tried for dismissive, but Steve easily sidestepped.

“You’re so…free. Defiant,” Steve continued, his thumb dragging across Eddie’s cheek. He’d nearly forgotten it was there. “So different than I am. Better.”

How that led to standing in Steve’s bedroom, seriously considering having Steve’s mouth on his again, he had no idea.

Eddie didn’t have to ask for the time. The crowd downstairs had started the countdown.

“What do you want from me?” he asked.

He’d said it before. People like Steve and people like Eddie didn’t…mesh.

“Just you,” Steve answered, biting his bottom lip. “If you’d like to, I mean.”

For weeks, Eddie had been blind. And it went against every part of him he’d thought was set in stone, what had gotten him through years of bullshit. Every part determined to say that boys like Steve did not want boys like Eddie.

“Damn it, Harrington,” he said, as the crowd cheered the last second of a passing year and Eddie pressed his mouth hard to Steve’s.

Part Five

Extra Drabble

Tag list: @here4thetrama @tillystealeaves @th30ra3k3n @fairytalesreality @rabidhungryrat

[m0nsterqzzz]

•A Sense of Impending Doom•

pairing: Natasha Romanoff x gn!reader

summary: being forced to go to a Stark party, you just pray the last person you want to see, doesn't come up to you.

warnings: really shitty angst?, cussing, alcohol

a/n: I've never wrote angst so sorry if this is so terrible lol. I don't think I wrote pronouns like once and I used, "they" so other then that, gender neutral. let me know if its not

With a heavy sigh, you exit the elevator and into the huge room. There are colorful lights all over, and you slightly hear someone singing I Wanna Dance with Somebody over the loud talking of the party guests.

When you got the invitation to yet another Stark party about a week ago, you instantly threw it in the trash. You’re trying to put your Avenger days behind you after your breakup with one of them, but Tony has never been able to catch a hint. The next one came from a text from Steve, where your best friend tried to convince you to come with the promise, “Natasha won’t be there.” You know that’s not true, so you left the man on read until he changed the subject. Then Yelena literally came to your apartment, and the young woman literally wouldn’t stop “Rockin Around the Christmas Tree.” until you agreed to go. Random, but effective.

So here you are, all dressed in a fancy outfit and flask of vodka in hand. Of course Tony always provides drinks, but this was for the cab ride to the Compound. 

You catch Tony’s eye from across the room, but he looks too far gone for you to even get a full conversation with him right now so you instead look around for anyone else. Suddenly, you're being picked up by two strong arms, and you instantly reach back to elbow them in the face. A harsh reaction, but Natasha would definitely be proud at the groan the person releases after months of trying to teach you self defense. Your attacker drops you on your feet, and you turn to see Bucky wincing as he holds his bloody nose. You let out something between a gasp and a laugh and Bucky glares at you.

“I’m sorry Buck! I thought you were attacking me!” “Why would someone attack you here? You’re literally surrounded by Avengers!” He makes a valid point, and that’s what you voice as you walk him to the bar to get the first aid kit always kept behind it. You guys learned your lesson after having to go search for one every time Tony drunkenly gets hurt and bleeds all over his nice rugs on the floor of the party room. 

You try your best to clean up the blood and fix his nose, but something- or should I say someone catches your attention and you drop the flask you're holding in your hand. The metal makes a loud noise as it clatters against the ground, but you pray it’s too loud for your discretion to notice. Your prayers are not answered. 

The woman a few feet away turns to face your direction, you pretend you don’t notice as the redhead gulps down her drink and continues staring at you even when you go back to fixing Bucky's nose.

“Natasha?” Bucky asks, and you sigh as you nod. “She’s staring. Get her to stop Buck.” He just chuckles and shakes his head. “What do you want me to do? Go over to her and demand she look somewhere else?” “Exactly!” You both laugh, and you give him a soft kiss on his forehead when you're done with his nose. The blood is mostly gone, and you know his super soldier serum will heal the rest of his nose in the next few weeks. He gets up, walking behind the bar and slinging a towel over his shoulder as he pretends to be your bartender, “What can I get you tonight?” You give him your order, and watch as he stares at you for a few seconds before you both burst out laughing. “I don’t know how to fucking make that! How about a glass of whiskey? Or two? Or five?”

Bucky is your best friend next to Steve and Wanda. Nobody can really tell why, but everyone knows it’s still a great pair even if you two don’t seem like people who would usually be friends.

You nod, and he pulls out the bottle of whiskey before someone takes it from his hand. You both turn to face the person stopping you from enjoying alcohol and your eyes widen. Natashas standing there, and her raspy voice that used to be your favorite speaks to Bucky. “I know what they're talking about. I’ll make it.” You plead for him to stay with your eyes, but he just hands her the bottle and leaves. Traitor. 

You met Natasha when you were recruited for SHIELD and she was your partner before she was ever your girlfriend.

She doesn’t say anything for a while as she makes your drink, but when she's done she sets it in front of you and asks, “How are you doing?” Is she serious? You think, and it’s clear she knows that as she grimaces at her own words. “I’m alright.”

You’re not alright. You haven’t been alright from the day you came home from work to find Natasha standing outside your front door with a suitcase by her side. You haven’t been alright since she mumbled, “I’ve never really loved you.” You haven’t been alright since the day Natasha Romanoff broke your heart and left you sobbing in the hallway in front

 of your apartment's front door.

She doesn’t need to know any of this though.

She nods, starting to awkwardly hum along to the song playing. There was never an awkward moment between you and the ex- assassin when you guys were dating, but with the feeling surrounding you right now, it feels like that's all that’s ever been between you two.

She suddenly starts to speak, but three loud voices boom from behind you before she can. You spin on your seat, and you come face to face with three of your favorite people. 

Maria Hill, Thor Odinson, and Tony Stark. 

They all look plastered, and Tony stumbles closer to you to put his arm around your shoulder. Your suspicions are confirmed true when you smell the alcohol reeking off of his breath as he leans down to whisper- quite loudly- in your ear, “You and Natasha huh? Yall getting back together? That sounds like it’s time to throw another party, baby.” You cringe, pushing him away from you as both you and Natasha look at anything but each other.

Thor and Maria drunkenly giggle behind him, and you reach out to pinch Thor’s arm as hard as you can. He shrieks, practically jumping a foot in the air as he backs away from you slowly.

Tony looks at you expectantly and you sigh. You are definitely going to beat the crap out of him 

“No way in hell-” You start

“Well maybe-” She speaks at the exact same time.

Your eyes widen, and anger flashes through you at the look of pure sadness in her eyes. “What the fuck do you mean “maybe”?” She looks taken aback at your outburst, and so do the three behind you as they look at each other and begin stumbling away. 

She begins stuttering out an answer, but you’re continuing on before she can. “There is no maybe Natalia! You messed it up!” People are beginning to stare at this point, and Natasha nervously looks around as she mumbles, and you can hear it now that someone has turned off the music, “I’m sorry.” You scoff.

“You broke my heart and the only thing you can think to say is sorry?” The redhead sighs, looking at the drink on the counter that is now covered in condensation. “I’m really, really sorry.” It’s silent for a minute, until you speak harshly, “Don’t be sorry. It’s my fault for not listening to the people that told me loving you was a bad idea.” Your words cut deep inside her, but she knows she deserves them.

When you first started dating, all her and your friends were thrilled. They were so happy for you guys. But they were also nervous. Your friends had concerns about her job and how safe you’d be with her- but you reassured them with the knowledge that there has never been a day you didn’t feel safe with her. Because she was your protector. At the time at least. And her friends have sat you down when she wasn’t around, telling you they were scared her being unable to show/control her emotions would take a toll on you. But it was easy to prove to them it would be alright, as they watched the way you slowly melted Natasha’s cold stone heart. In fact, you’d never once seen the side of her they spoke off. Well, until the day she left. When she asked you, “Who could ever love a person like you?” It was clear it was rhetorical, but you couldn’t think up an answer even if you wanted to.

You can hear Tony trying to figure out how to get the music going again, but other than that, the only sound that fills the party room is silence. 

“Don’t you understand how much it hurt to let you go? You were the best partner I ever had. both in my career and in relationships.” You let out a laugh at her words, and it turns into a genuine cackle even while everyone looks at you like you're insane. She looks up from the counter and speaks loudly over your laugh, “I had to do it okay?! I had to!” “You don’t have to do anything Natalia!” She sighs, looking towards Clint who stands near the bar. He nods his head to the green eyed girl, and she takes a deep breath before revealing quietly,

“I still love you. And I want to try us again.”

Her words make you freeze, and you look to your best friends with tears in your eyes. “What?” She thinks you just didn't hear her, so she repeats, “I still love you.” You shake your head, slowly backing up from the bar. She comes around the counter, and you back up even more as she tries to take your hands in her own. “N-no. You don't love me.” “I do. I love you darling.” “Don't do that Nat…..please don't do that to me.”

You both stop, and you shake your head when she goes to caress her face. “You wouldn't have left me if you love me, Nat. You don't love me.”

You both stop walking, and the party music suddenly turns on, as if a ending to your conversation. A single tear falls down her face, and you fight the urge to wipe it away.

This time, when you begin walking away, Natasha doesn't follow.

[bromfieldhall]

CHARACTERS: Colin Bridgerton/Penelope Featherington

RATING: Teen

MODERN AU for Christmas

BLAME IT ON THE MISTLETOE

Colin Bridgerton’s world had just tilted on its axis.

More than that, it’d been turned completely upside down, inside out and bounced around like a basketball a few times as well, for good measure.

In the distance someone opened a door and there was a loud blast of, ‘Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree’ before it became nothing more than muffled white noise as the door closed again. It might have been the National Anthem for all he cared because his good friend, Penelope Featherington, was in his arms and that was all that mattered.

He’d only gone to the kitchen to get some water and have a few minutes to himself. The annual Christmas party at Bridgerton House was a raucous affair, as always, and he’d needed a break from the loud chatter and even louder festive music.

When Penelope had walked in having had the same idea, he’d offered her a glass and they’d chatted for a minute or so until he’d noticed the mistletoe hanging from the ceiling.

“Oh, come on, Pen, it’s Christmas. You can’t mess around with tradition,” he’d said with a cajoling smile after she’d initially refused his offer of a kiss.

She’d huffed out a sigh and rolled her eyes at him but then, surprisingly, had changed her mind and agreed.

Grinning widely, he’d leaned in, intent on giving her nothing more than a chaste peck on the mouth. As soon as his lips had touched hers, though, his brain had stopped working and his heart had taken over.

He’d never, in his wildest fantasies, imagined that a kiss could feel like that.

But then again, he’d never kissed Penelope before.

And now he never wanted to kiss anyone else, ever again.

He had one arm around her waist, pulling her flush against him. His other hand was lost in her curls as he cupped the back of her head, holding her there while their lips and tongues met again and again. He shuddered as she ran her hands up his chest and curled around the back of his neck; her touch igniting little pinpricks of awareness all over his heated flesh. His hand slid down to her bottom and squeezed as he pulled her impossibly closer to him, trying to relieve the throbbing ache of his arousal as he ground lightly against her. The low groan she let out was music to his ears but as he moved against her again, she suddenly wrenched herself free of him with a gasp and stumbled back a couple of steps.

Panting heavily, it took him a few moments to realise that she was no longer in his arms. His hands clenched into fists at his sides as he took in her appearance. She looked as wrecked as he felt. Hair in disarray, eyes wide, lipstick smudged. As if knowing where his thoughts were going, he saw her raise a shaky hand to her mouth.

And then he heard it. His name being called. Footsteps getting closer. He knew it was that that had startled her. Torn her from him when he wasn’t anywhere near ready to let her go.

Her eyes widened even more if that were possible and before he could say anything she turned and rushed hurriedly out of the kitchen.

It jolted him out of his stupor enough that he had the sense to move behind the island in the centre of the kitchen in order to hide his aroused state. Gripping onto the marble counter, he took in lungfuls of air and closed his eyes, trying to calm his unruly body down as three men entered the room, laughing loudly.

Colin’s eyes flew open again and his irritation flared.

Fife, Stanton and Wilding.

Three of his ‘friends’, although he used that term very loosely when it came to them now.  He rarely saw them outside social events but as they ran in the same circles as he and his family, they always secured an invite to their Christmas party.

“Just saw the Featherington girl in the corridor,” Fife stated with a smirk. “She looks like she’s had a right good session and now I know why.”

The other two men sniggered and Colin frowned, not liking his insinuation one little bit.

“What on earth are you talking about, Fife?” he snapped.

“I’m talking about the fact that you’ve got lipstick all over your face, Bridgerton,” he pointed out wryly. “Hers, I’d wager and here we were told that you’d sworn off women after that Marina debacle a while back.”

Bloody, Benedict. A couple of drinks and he’s blabbing to everyone.

“I have,” he muttered, then turned away from them and grabbed a paper napkin.

“And yet you couldn’t wait to get her alone, could you?” Fife continued to goad.

Colin wiped roughly at his mouth and felt his stomach drop when he saw her telltale red lipstick staining the tissue. No plausible deniability there then. He crushed it in his hand and turned back to face them.

“Look, Fife, Penelope is a...a...friend of the family. She doesn’t count. She came in for a drink and I gave her a quick kiss under the mistletoe because it’s tradition, that’s all. There is nothing more to it than that,” he dismissed tersely.

He’d stumbled over the lie. He knew that Penelope was more than just a friend – to him at least. But he just wanted them gone. Preferably out of the house and his life for good. He needed to think. Needed to understand what had just happened.

Needed to find her.

“I bet she’d like there to be more,” Stanton piped up with a snort. “She’s always looking at you. That kiss will probably help her take care of herself for the next couple of months at least.”

Fife laughed loudly.

Colin felt sick.

“I mean, I don’t blame you taking advantage of what’s offered, Bridgerton,” Fife joined in with a wink. “Even I’d have a go if I could fob it off with the old mistletoe excuse.”

“Yeah,” Stanton concurred, “she looks half decent tonight. Another couple of pints and I might find some mistletoe myself.”

That was it. Colin had heard enough. More than enough.

“Get out,” he told them through clenched teeth. “Get the hell out of this house.”

“Oh, come on, Colin, they didn’t mean any harm,” Wilding told him placatingly.

“Yeah, lighten up, man, we’re just having a laugh,” said Stanton dismissively.

“No, you’re not,” Colin retorted angrily. He stalked around the island and came to stand directly in front of them, giving them all a grim look. “You’re being insulting about a very good friend of mine and I won’t stand here and listen to it anymore. Now, get out or I’ll throw you out.”

“Like to see you try,” Fife challenged, squaring up to him.

Alcohol had evidently made him brave.

“What’s going on here, then?” came an authoritative voice from the doorway suddenly.

Colin glanced over and saw his elder brothers, Anthony and Benedict standing there. They gave off a casual air as they leaned nonchalantly against the door jamb but he could tell by their faces that they’d heard at least some of the conversation.

“These…gentlemen…were just leaving,” he told them as he shot the three men another glare.

“Oh, I see.” Anthony straightened up and nodded towards the door that led into the garden. “Let me see you boys out then.”

“You can’t be serious,” Fife declared on a laugh.

“But I am,” Anthony assured him as he took a step forward, his expression stern. “This way saves you the embarrassment of having us march you through the house where everyone can see. Although I’m more than happy to that if you’d prefer?”

Fife looked around at the others and they nodded at him, clearly wanting to take the better of the two options. He let out a sigh of resignation.

“Very well,” he conceded with a nod. Most people knew not to go against the head of the Bridgerton family. They rarely, if ever, came off the winner. He couldn’t resist a final dig at Colin though as he passed by him. “Hope she was worth it,” he muttered in disdain.

Colin snapped and went to lunge for him but found himself held back by a firm arm across chest. He glanced to his side and Benedict shook his head at him.

“Leave it, brother,” he advised in a low voice.

Anger vibrated through him as he stilled and watched the men leave. As soon as they’d gone, he shook his brother’s arm off him with a grunt and headed out of the kitchen without a backwards glance.

Ignoring the calls of his brothers, he strode along the corridor and into the crowded lounge looking for Penelope. When he didn’t find her there, he went into the next room and the next until it eventually dawned on him that she must have left.

He got his phone out of his pocket and quickly sent her a message, asking where she was and if she was okay. Moments later he saw it marked as read and waited for a reply.

Two hours later he was still waiting.

It hadn’t helped his sour mood one bit when he’d asked Eloise to send her a message as well and she’d told him almost immediately that Penelope had replied. She’d gone home because of a bad headache apparently.

Colin knew it was an excuse. He also knew that it was his fault. He was the one that had pushed her for that kiss. He was the one that had crossed the line. He was the one that had buggered everything up.

He sat through the rest of the party nursing a warm beer and a battered heart. It felt as though he was on autopilot. Every laugh forced. Every conversation brief. Stilted.

And when the party finally ended, he went up to his room and lay on top of his bed just staring at the ceiling as he relived their kiss over and over, again and again. How she’d felt under his mouth, his hands. Her scent, the noises…God, the noises, she’d made…

It had changed everything for him. Unrealised feelings that’d lain dormant had awoken with a fire that now burned fiercely within him. Threatening to consume him with a heat that raged whenever he thought about her. About their kiss.

This was love, wasn’t it?

It had to be, because whatever it was he thought he’d felt for Marina had crumbled to mere ash in comparison.

It was love.

He was in love.

With Penelope.

Had been for quite a long while when he really thought about it. He’d just been completely oblivious to what his heart had been trying to tell him for years.

All those times he’d sought her out at social gatherings, parties, hell, even the family dinners she’d attended as Eloise’s friend – he’d always gravitated to her. Always wanted to sit with her. Always wanted to hear what she had to say. And she listened to him too. She made him feel seen in a way others, and even his own family at times, just didn’t.

She was kind and charming and so bloody funny when she was comfortable around people.

And she was beautiful.

Inside and out.

Just…beautiful.

He groaned and rubbed a hand over his face dejectedly. He had to fix this between them. If nothing else, he just couldn’t lose her friendship. He couldn’t be without her in his life.

He rolled onto his side and closed his eyes. He had to get some sleep and then he would try and speak to her tomorrow. Hopefully she would be receptive to him then.

It turned out she wasn’t. Nor the next day or the next. By Wednesday he’d had enough of his messages being left on read and decided to go to the bookstore she owned. See her face to face and ask her to talk. Get down on his knees and beg if he had to. Whatever it took so he could mend what he’d broken in their friendship.

And once he’d done that…well, who knew? Maybe one day, if he was very lucky, they might even be more.

He awoke from yet another fitful sleep to a cold, frosty morning and quickly showered then dressed in jeans and a chunky red polo neck jumper. Penelope’s shop opened at nine and he wanted to get there as close to then as he could.

He jogged down the stairs and into the dining room where there was breakfast already laid out. He thanked the perks of being born into a privileged background then grabbed a couple slices of toast and an orange juice.

The rest of his family barring Anthony, his wife, Kate, who were away for a couple days, and Benedict were there. He chatted with them while he ate then, once done, he stood up just as Benedict walked in, looking more bleary eyed than bushy tailed. He’d obviously had another late night – or early morning. You never could tell with him.

“Where are you off to so early?” his brother asked curiously.

Colin glanced a little self-consciously around at the rest of the table and shrugged.

“Uh, I have some last minute Christmas shopping to do,” he lied smoothly.

Too smoothly it seemed because his brother perked up at that and announced that he would join him. Just as soon he’d had some breakfast.

Not wanting to draw attention to his plans, Colin reluctantly sat back down and gave his brother a brittle smile of thanks when he placed a cup of tea down in front of him.

Benedict beamed and Colin swore that he knew he was holding him up for something. He could be an arse like that.

Eventually he finished probably the largest plate of food he’d ever seen his brother eat and they headed out together forty-five minutes later than Colin had originally planned

“So, where are we off to?” Benedict asked brightly as they walked down the street.

Clearly his hangover had gone.

“Pen’s shop,” Colin replied curtly, beyond frustrated.

“Oh, are you picking up a book for Eloise?”

Colin frowned at him.

“No.”

Benedict looked puzzled.

“Then why the secrecy?”

“No secrecy. I just didn’t want everyone else to know.”

“That’s the very definition of secrecy,” Benedict commented wryly.

Colin sighed as they headed down the steps to the tube station.

“Just leave it, okay?”

“Does this have something to do with the party?” he probed lightly. “You know, you never did tell me what happened that night.”

“That’s right, I didn’t,” Colin agreed.

They bought their tickets and Benedict wisely decided not to push him any further.

When they finally reached her store, Colin was feeling nervous. He was eager to see her but dreaded what kind of reception he was going to get.

He took a moment to take in the shop front. Twinkling lights were strung up around the large window and several tiny, decorated Christmas trees were spaced out along the bottom from corner to corner. She’d selected Christmas themed books for the display and the whole thing was colourful, warm and welcoming.

“Are you coming?” Benedict asked.

He was holding the door open and Colin nodded, following him inside. Penelope had bought the little bookstore a couple of years ago when the previous owner had passed away. As well as being able to purchase books, she’d added a small café area where people could sit and read certain exchange books if they chose. There was a real Christmas tree decorated in red and gold sitting in the corner of the café section where customers were seated at a couple of the tables she had there. A large golden star sat on top and the air was filled with the scent of pine and the sounds of quietly playing Christmas music.

More twinkling fairy lights adorned the wooden shelving lined with books around the store adding to the festive feel and, right at the back, Penelope was walking back behind her vintage looking sales counter.

The breath whooshed out of him seeing her for the first time since the party. His dreams didn’t do her justice. Her red hair hung in loose waves around her shoulders and she was wearing a novelty reindeer headband that jingled every time she moved. Over her cream jumper and black leggings, she wore an apron that was adorned with little gingerbread men.

And she looked bloody amazing.

He started walking before he even realised and Benedict followed close behind. She hadn’t seen them yet, engrossed as she was with making a drink for one of her customers. She turned just as they reached the counter and she let out a startled gasp, her eyes widening in shock before quickly narrowing again into a glare. A little bit of coffee spilled over the sides of the mug as she put it down on the tray with a thump.

“Damn it,” she muttered irately, breaking his gaze and looking down at the mess. She quickly grabbed a cloth and cleaned it up then looked over at Benedict and gave him a tight smile. “I’ll be back in a minute.”

Without even sparing Colin another glance, she walked off and Benedict let out a low whistle.

“I think it might be warmer outside,” he murmured in amusement.

Colin shot him an angry look and felt his stomach churn unpleasantly.  It was worse than he’d thought.

She came back and somehow he mustered a smile, not that she noticed. She focussed solely on Benedict as if he wasn’t even there.

“What can I get you?”

“Two teas please, Penelope,” he replied jovially.

She nodded. “To have in or take away?”

“Have in.”

“That’s great,” she replied, sounding like it was anything but. “Go and find a seat and I’ll bring them over in a minute.”

She turned away and the smile fell from Colin’s face. He felt as though he’d been punched in the gut. Had he really upset her that much?

“Come on,” Benedict urged as he grabbed his arm and led him away to a nearby table. Once they were seated he leaned forward and stared at Colin with a frown. “Alright, what did you do?”

Colin bristled at the accusation but he wasn’t about to tell his brother anything.

“I don’t know what you mean.”

Benedict scoffed at that and shook his head.

“Colin, I might be stupid, but I’m not blind…or deaf,” he quipped. “Anthony and I overheard some of what was said at the party. We just didn’t know who they were talking about.” He glanced over at Penelope. “I think I can guess now. I just can’t figure out why she’s angry with you. So I ask again, what did you do?”

“Benedict…”

“Oh!” he exclaimed suddenly, cutting him off. It was clear from his expression that he thought he’d figured it out and Colin drew in a sharp breath even though he knew he couldn’t possibly be right. “Oh no. Please don’t tell me that you’ve extended your ridiculous decision to swear off women to include Penelope now?”

Before Colin could even begin to formulate a response to that nonsense, a tray slammed down on the table between them. Cups rattled on their saucers and both men snapped to attention, gazing at her in surprise.

“Don’t worry, Benedict, it doesn’t include me,” she told the elder Bridgerton sweetly. “Didn’t you know? I’m not a woman, I’m a friend. I don’t count.”

Colin let out an audible gasp as heat flooded his face.

“You heard that?”

“You said that?” Benedict burst out, aghast.

Penelope finally looked Colin and hurt in her eyes nearly made him weep.

“Yes, he did,” she confirmed stiffly. “And then I heard you and Anthony coming so I left.”

His heart stuttered. She hadn’t heard everything, thank God, but it’d been enough.

“Pen…”

“Enjoy your tea,” she cut in far too brightly. “It’s on the house of course…as we’re friends.”

“Pen…” he tried again, more urgently this time. He reached for her hand, but she was quicker than him and turned and walked away.

Benedict gave him a censorious look and shook his head.

“You’re a bloody idiot, brother.”

He was. He really was. A blind and utter fool. And as desperately as he wanted to go to her and explain, he knew she wouldn’t appreciate it in front of her customers.

So, he would wait. Because now that he knew what she was really unhappy about, his heart had begun to fill with hope. Hope that their kiss had meant something to her as well.

The brothers took their leave after finishing their tea. Benedict had taken a moment to speak to Penelope but he didn’t tell Colin what he’d said and he hadn’t asked. He’d been too busy working out what he was going to say when he finally managed to talk to her.

And now, hours later, he was back across the road from her shop. She’d seen her last customer out and he headed over just as she locked the door. She froze when she saw him, her hand still on the lock.

“We’re closed,” she told him curtly, loud enough so he could hear.

“Pen, please, just let me in,” he pleaded, placing his hand on the handle. She stared back at him and he could see the conflicting emotions warring on her face. “Please,” he implored.

He saw the moment she relented and heaved a sigh of relief when she unlocked the door. He pushed it open, then locked it behind him and turned to see that she’d already made her way back to the other side of the sales counter.

Recognising that she wanted to keep some distance, he walked slowly over.

“What do you want?” she asked, crossing her arms and looking anywhere but at him.

“I want to explain.”

She let out a derisive snort.

“What’s to explain? I think you were perfectly clear.”

“You weren’t meant to hear that, Pen,” he told her unhappily. He hated that she’d misunderstood what he’d said.

“Oh, well, that makes it all better then, Colin,” she retorted snippily. “All is forgiven and now you can go.”

She grabbed a cloth and began to aggressively wipe down the counter even though it already looked spotless.

The movement caused her breasts to jiggle in a delightfully distracting way, drawing his gaze. He swallowed hard and closed his eyes. He needed to focus. When he opened them again, he kept his eyes firmly on her face and his heart clenched at the hurt he saw there. He reached out and gently placed his hand over hers, stopping her manic cleaning.

“Penelope, please, won’t you look at me?” he entreated softly.

She huffed out a sigh and reluctantly did as he asked, her blue eyes wary.

It was now or never.

“The only reason I said what I did was because I didn’t want Fife and the others to know our business. And I’m sorry, Pen. If I could take those words back, I would. I was stupid and thoughtless, but the truth is that you’re the only one that counts. You always have been.”

“What?” she murmured in disbelief

Colin clasped her other hand as well and gave her a small smile.

“Why do you think that it was that I didn’t include you when I said that I was swearing off all women? It was because I couldn’t bear the thought of going a day without hearing from you. Seeing you. But it was far easier to tell myself that you were only a friend than admit that you actually meant something far more dear to me.”

“Colin,” she breathed, “what are you saying?”

He drew in a steadying breath knowing that there was no turning back now. He’d hand her his heart and hope that she didn’t crush it.

“I’m saying that…I love you, Pen.”

She drew in a sharp breath and gazed at him in shock.

“You do?” she finally choked out.

He smiled and nodded.

“I do. Very much and for a very long time.”

She searched his face for the truth and he stared back at her, completely exposed, hiding nothing. Then, after a long moment she made her own confession that completely took his breath away.

“I love you, too, Colin. Always have. Always will.”

And then she started to smile and it was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.

“Can I come round there and kiss you now?” he asked urgently.

“I’ll meet you halfway.”

He grinned and let go of her hands then met her at the end of the counter and drew her into his arms.

As he leaned down to kiss her, she brought her hand up to his shoulder, staying his movement.

“Are you really sure you want to do this, Colin?” she asked with a teasing smile. “You can’t blame it on the mistletoe this time.”

He let out a surprised laugh and nodded.

“I’m positive. I’ll only be that kind of idiot once in my life.”

And then he kissed her.

It was slow and sweet and felt like coming home.

And suddenly, there in the arms of the woman he loved, Colin Bridgerton’s world tipped back onto its axis and righted itself once more.

THE END

[mirrorsims]

Sooo.. I may have a tiny bit of an obsession w the 60s, 70s & 80s, and therefore I've accumulated a lot of CAS custom content both made for and capable of working in that time-frame! Here is a (very non-finalized) master list of said CC. I will most likely edit this, or post a part two. (I am also 100% open to WCIFs regarding these decades, vague and specific!) Full list below the cut, but creators shown in the preview are @ridgeport @simduction @ice-creamforbreakfast @feralpoodles @hezzasims @simstrouble @joliebean @zombietrait @its-adrienpastel @deathpoke1qa, @leeleesims1

(an * denotes a TSR link)

1960s

Sets

@enriques4 & @serenity-cc's Back to the 60s set is a must have for bright 60s basics to mix and match

@sentate & @trillyke's 1990s-themed 2020 Collab has pieces that are perfect for mod fashions

From babydoll to boho, Sentate's April 2021 Collection has it all for late 1960s & early 1970s looks alike

For some gorgeous turn of the decade looks, be sure to nab @ice-creamforbreakfast's Date Night Collection

Clothing & Footwear

Create more early 1960s looks with @gilded-ghosts Earth Angel dress!

I love @ridgeport's Birdie skirt as a mod mini! It comes in tons of colors & excellent patterns

amythesailor's Twiggy dress is full of fun patterns and colorways!

If you need something bright, @deathpoke1qa's 60's dress and matching go-go boots are the way to go

Hair

@simduction's blog is full of big fun retro hairstyles, but their Nancy, Peggy, & Beecky hairs are some of my favorites of the bunch.

@daylifesims also has a ton of fun picks, Shades of Cool, Hammer Horror, Heavy Bangs, & their Daphne and Fred Hairs are best suited for 60s style

@joshseoh's Blaire hair is cute and curly for a peppy 60s chick!

@feralpoodles' Monique & Monica Hairs are sleek and modish, they're perfect on their own or with some accessory bangs

Lets talk beehives. @ravensim's Terri Hair is loose and wavy, ridgeport's Fleur Hair is stacked and layered. @candysims4 has two beautiful beehives, Follow Me & the long and sleek Bee Hair.

@glimersims' Sugar Hair is an adorable flippy half-updo

A more 50's style like @birksche's Higher Twist Hair is perfect for your older sims

And @okruee's Bordeaux Hair is a wonderfully messy bun

1970s

Sets

Lets start the decade off strong with Gilded-Ghosts & @surely-sims' Perfect Party Set, which includes some gorgeous Build/Buy items as well (and BB could and should be a masterlist of its own..)

@joliebean & @clumsyalienn's Slavic Allure set lends itself perfectly to hippie and prairie style looks in a gorgeous Eastern-European inspired package.

On the topic of hippie, clumsyalienn's Heatwave Pack is perfect for all your free-spirited Sims

And so is serentiy-cc's Bohemian Child collection- that fur coat is a must have

Now for something bold and fun, straight out of Sears, ice-creamforbreakfast's 70s-inspired November 2022 set

Clothing & Footwear

@glumbut has never let me down with their Sonny and Dahlia jeans, and their Aroa top is recent favorite of mine

I love using ridgeport's Phia Suit for some good late-70s professional girl vibes

Hair

I've got some more feralpoodles hair for you, her Diana Hair is perfect for all your flower children & the layered and windswept Lara & Farrah hairs are straight out of the late 70s

And of course more ice-creamforbreakfast, another Fawcett-inspired look with their Farrah Flip, and their Milla Afro is a must have, whether you make vintage sims or not.

@simstrouble's Mirela hair also lends itself to a more subdued 70s style

And if you're looking for a long shag, @kamiiri's got you covered with their Phoebe Hair

1980s

Sets

Joliebean's 5th Avenue Conversion is great for both 80s business & 80s-does-40s looks.

@zombietrait's 80s Goth Pack is perfect for, well, trad goth looks. It's a must.

@dogsill's Upside Down Pack is full of great basics and rockin hair.

A multiparter, @aniraklova's Wild and Stylish 80s sets are over-the-top in the best way possible. Make sure to check out all 3 parts!

Clothing & Footwear

Now, it wouldn't be the 80s without some Wall Street goodness, and @quiddity-jones' Double-Breasted Suit is perfectly patterned for all of your business needs.

Part 2 of @jius-sims' Retro Collection is sweet and classic, perfect for the 80s housewife, or your girl-next-door.

@cooper322's Blondie Jacket is just so splendidly rocker-chic.

More from joliebean, their Ultraviolet & Daytona dresses are wonderful for all sorts of patterned & neon looks

Hair

joliebean's Beatrix Hair is a fun cropped style, it works for all sorts of fem looks, but I especially love it combined with a classic powersuit

@goamazons' Gloria Hair* is equally classy, and even bigger

Now, it wouldn't be the 80s without curly (often permed) looks, so here's some, ranging in volume. Goamazons' Floris Hair*, simstrouble's Beatrice Hair, & @softerhaze's Rhiannon Hair are all long styles with cute curly bangs. simstrouble's Eddie Hair is similar, works for both frames, and rocks a shaggier mullet-style.

@candysims4-ccfinds' Bonnie Hair is a shorter curled look with plenty of volume

Kamiiri's got two hairstyles I *love* for this decade, the Simone Hair is a full, long, curly style, and the Celine Hair is shoulder length with beachy curls and just the right amount of volume.

Multiple-Decade

Sets

As hilarious as it is, ice-creamforbreakfasts' half of the My Wedding Trauma Set has some awesome pieces. The Kelly-Marie Hair works great for 80s looks, and the dresses involved are right out of the class of 1987's prom. It even has an Elvis-inspired jumpsuit. (Check out surley-sims' half for the matching sunglasses)

Clothing & Footwear

@melonsloth's Jolene Outfit is a wonderfully classic outwear piece

@casteru's Bodycon Wrap Dress is just that! It's simple and works great on 70s-80s ladies.

Jius-sims' Retro Collection has some great footwear as well, they're simple and classic enough for all sorts of decades looks

@hezzasims released some beautiful 50s-inspired pieces, though I think they work great in any decade!

Hair

daylifesims' Long Rose Petals hair is simple enough for any decade, though I particularly love it in the late 1970s & early 80s.

The same goes for simstrouble's Rhoda hair, it reminds me so much of my mom's when she was a teen in the 70s & 80s.

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Teen and Up Rated Fics Masterlist (71)

Part 1- Part 65 /  Part 66 / Part 67 / Part 68 / Part 69 / Part 70 /

Created: May 28th, 2024

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A Christmas Song-RedHeadedFlame (ff.net) Summary: Katniss dreads hearing the song every year. Rockin' Christmas Time was the only successful song her father ever wrote and it comes with so many bad memories. But after meeting the Christmas loving Peeta Mellark and his daughter, Katniss begins to realise that maybe Christmas isn't as bad as she thought. After the Storm-purple_cube (ao3) Summary: Johanna learns that despite the loss and the pain, life can be good again. a little fall of rain-rosaeles (ao3) Summary: “Are you alright?” Peeta’s words are soft. Katniss nods, surer of it than she has been in a while. “It’s raining!” There’s a smile stuck on her face that she can’t seem to dislodge and Peeta smiles too as he gazes down at her tenderly from the porch. “Yeah, sweetheart. It is.” Her heart flips at the pet name like it’s the first time he’s ever said it. alternatively: Katniss dances in the rain and remembers a similar moment with her sister! Peeta is amazing! Fluff ensues! That's basically it! An Affair to Remember-populardarling (ao3) Summary: "Happy birthday, to you. Happy birthday, Mr. President. Happy birthday, to you." Everlark. Inspired by the rumored affair between Marilyn Monroe and John K. Kennedy. Anchor-purple_cube (ao3) Summary: "It's just sometimes I can't stand it anymore. To the point where ... I'm not sure what I'll do.” - Peeta Mellark, Catching Fire. The party at Snow's mansion takes its toll on Peeta, and it's up to Katniss to help the boy with the bread find his way back. Awakening-Norberts_Mom (ao3) Summary: Peeta is home for the holidays for the first time since he left for college in August. After falling asleep while watching movies together, Katniss awakens with a new appreciation for her best friend. Baby Steps-Ronja (ao3) Summary: Assorted stories of Katniss' and Peeta's life after the war, framed by Katniss' first pregnancy. Baking Cookies-Norberts_Mom (ao3) Summary: Post Mockingjay. Peeta reminisces about the many different times he baked cookies thoughout his life. Due Date-populardarling, songbirdheart (ao3) Summary: “I am prepared,” Peeta said, holding up a hand like he was taking an oath to a Medieval lord. “To pledge fealty to your father and swear my intentions towards you are purely chaste and courtly.” Katniss snorts now at the memory of her father taking Peeta aside at their first meeting to have what she later gathered was a talk roughly along those exact lines. She’s grateful her dad is so protective of her wellbeing, but she wishes he would remember she’s an adult, with common sense of her own, and that Peeta is about the most gentlemanly boyfriend one could ask for. Prim adores him, and Mom seems convinced that they’re a good match, so Dad is on his way to being won over, so long as Katniss doesn’t do something dumb like get — Oh no. Katniss Everdeen and her boyfriend, Peeta Mellark, are a few months into dating when a special little someone comes along to change all their plans ... and now it's not just the library books with a due date.

Douche Bags Finish Last-Peetabreadgirl (ao3)

Summary: Based on the prompt, 'A plays truth or dare, chooses dare and has to throw B in the pool fully clothed'.

[daisyblinder]

Hi, i absolutely love your work. I was wondering if you could please do a thomas blurb/ one shot and femreader where the reader is autistic but masks a lot so its hidden and he can tell when they’re getting overwhelmed so he like sorts helps them out? i’m sorry if this a bad description i’m autistic myself and extremely bad at wording things

Hello darling ☺️🧡 Your description is perfect, I hope you like what I wrote and I hope I got everything right! 🤗I'm so sorry for the long wait!

Escape to me // Thomas Shelby x fem!Reader

Y/n loved her in-laws to bits, she truly did. But unfortunately they were a lot to take in sometimes. They were loud, expressive and very very talkative.

It made her feel extremely welcome to have them be so openly themselves in front of her, but she could not lie. It overwhelmed her.

People often did not understand her. She had had a tough time with social situations since she was a child. Slowly when she was made very aware that she was dealing with something not everyone felt, she started doing what she called 'masking'.

She started learning social cues, forcing herself to hold eye-contact and she even learned to try and hide when her whole body felt like it got pins and needles because of sensory overload.

When she had met Tommy, it had been difficult for her to be with him at first. He was such a mystery and it often gave her a headache. Luckily Arthur had been a blunt horn of honesty and told her that she needs not worry, Tommy would come around.

And so Tommy did. Getting to know her, being patient with her and what made her the most loved was the fact that he was so attentive of her from the beginning. Coming to her aid when she felt lost in conversations, leading her away when she started to feel bad, taking a hold of her hand to give her something to ground herself to during parties....he truly did so much for her.

Like he now as they sat in the divan next to each other, trying to keep up with the argument between Ada and John. Tommy dropping out of it, as he noticed his sweetheart go quiet.

"Sweetheart, do you want to get fresh air?", he rumbles to her quietly. Y/n turns to him surprised. "You were rockin', and your whole body is as tense as a clenched fist"

Tommy knew she was used to masking and could go on for hours but it still worried him. He often felt like a devil but when he had heard of the things his darling had been told for being different, he realized that the world was full of so many different devils and he was not the worst kind.

He had seen her when the overstimulation led to a bad meltdown and he did not wish to see it again; no, he did not wish for her to go through it again.

Y/n plays with her fingers and tries to stroke her palm along her thigh as the sensory overload gets worse. Now seeing Ada, John and Arthur laughing in their own conversation, she nods at her lover's suggestion.

Together the two head into another room, where Tommy guides her gently to an arm chair, covering her with a soft blanket and kneeling beside her. "Do you want to put this over your ears?", he asks softly holding up another blanket.

She shakes her head, it had not gotten that bad yet. "It's just been a long day", she whispers taking a deep breath. She knew that she didn't need to mask in front of Tommy, Ada or Arthur, but Polly and Johnny sometimes said blunt things that hurt her. They were not malicious, it was just clear to her that they did not yet fully understand her.

Reaching her hand she grasps one of his and pulls it on her lap to pay with the ring on his finger. "Thank you for being so observant", she says timidly, feeling lightly guilty for Tommy having to do this for her.

Tommy hums and reaches up to cup her cheek to lean her head down so he can kiss her forehead. "You can always escape to me", he promises quietly his voice deep and soothing.

Together they close their eyes and rest their foreheads together, perhaps it was not only her, but the both of them that needed this from time to time.

[taylore]

Joe Jonas & Taylor Swift Timeline

May 2008

The Jonas Brothers film the Burning Up Music Video. Joe’s love interest  is played by a girl who looks a lot like Taylor.

*note - Nick's is played by Selena Gomez, his IRL girlfriend at the time.

July 2008

The video is released (X)

July 4th 2008

The Jonas Brothers begin their Burning Up Tour and Taylor begins being seen backstage

July 9th 2008

Taylor is spotted attending the JB show in Dallas, Texas. She and Joe both tweet about it after the show. 

July 12th 2008

Taylor & Selena are spotted at the Irvine show (X)

July 14th 2008

Taylor performs Should’ve Said No with the JB. It is recorded for their concert film (X)

July 15th 2008

Taylor is spotted at the Mountain View show (X) 

July 20th 2008

Joe flies to Nashville to watch Taylor open for Rascal Flatts. 

July 21st 2008

Taylor is spotted at the JB show in Omaha (X). She and Joe then went to Cracker Barrel (X)

July 24th 2008

T & J are seen together in Hendersonville, though her publicist insists they are just friends (X)

July 30th 2008

T is seen at the JB North Carolina show (X)

August 8th 2008

Joe is asked about Taylor and denies rumors of a relationship (X) 

August 10th 2008

Taylor performs with Joe again in New York (X). Whilst in NY, she is seen at a private album release party and is pictured with Daniella Jonas (Kevin’s at the time girlfriend, now wife). They are pictured again at some other point, presumably around the same time.

August 13th/14th 2008

She films a “cameo” in the JB’s “Love Is On Its Way” MV (X)

August 13th/14th 2008

She and Joe are *allegedly* seen cuddling in a minivan between takes. They are also seen/heard by some fans cuddling in Joe’s hotel room watching the Olympics (X). 

August 17th 2008

Joe is pictured with Scott attending one of Taylor’s Florida shows

August 20th 2008

Taylor is seen backstage at the JB Atlanta show.

August 27th 2008

The JB upload a skit to YouTube where Taylor can briefly be seen in the background (X)

August 28th 2008

The JB go on a triple date (X) which Selena & Nick later reference (X).

August 2008

Taylor denies dating Joe (X)

Summer 2008

Taylor writes Jump Then Fall and Today Was A Fairytale. Both songs are presumably about Joe.

September 7th 2008

The JBs and Taylor attend the VMAs (X) (X). At the event, Russell Brand makes some jokes at the band's expense (X)

September 8th 2008

The Lovebug music video is released, and it features Camilla Belle (X)

Note: earlier that year, Joe had confessed his love for the actress (X)

September 14th 2008

Taylor does multiple interviews stating her distaste for the VMAs jokes (X) (X) 

September 22nd 2008

Taylor records Forever and Always (X)

September 2008

Joe calls Taylor to “discuss” feelings to which she is unreceptive. They break-up (X).

Late September 2008

Taylor writes Drama Queen with Martin Johnson. They seemingly begin “dating” around this time.

Circa October 8th 2008

Taylor puts a line through a quote on her Myspace speculated to be in reference to Joe

Late October 2008

Joe and Camilla attend a Halloween party together, and are allegedly seen making out outside Joe's house (X)

November 6th 2008

Taylor talks about the breakup in an interview with Ryan Seacrest. She also confirms Forever & Always is about him (X)

November 11th 2008

Fearless drops

November 11th 2008

Taylor goes on the Ellen show and “puts Joe Jonas on blast” (X)

November 12th 2008

Taylor does an interview with OK! Magazine, where she cites Camilla Belle as the reason by the split (X)

November 12th 2008

USA Today releases a list of Taylor’s most listened to music sourced from her IPOD. Burnin' Up, Tonight, & Year 3000 by the Jonas Brothers are featured (X)

November 13th 2008

The Jonas’ Brothers upload a defense post that is taken down by the next day. 

November 18th 2008

Taylor uploads a promotional vlog where she calls Joe out again… using a doll (X)

December 31st 2008

Taylor and Joe both perform at Dick Clarke’s Rockin 'Eve (X), and are forced into proximity when the ball drops (X). 

Early 2009

Taylor (presumably) writes Mr. Perfectly Fine.

February 8th 2009

Taylor performs Fifteen with Miley Cyrus (X). The Jonas Brothers are in audience (X). 

March 2009

Taylor (presumably) writes Haunted and If This Was A Movie, which are likely about Joe. 

2009

Taylor writes Last Kiss.

May 7th 2009

The Jonas Brothers upload the song Paranoid to their MySpace. It is speculated to be about Taylor (X).

June 12th 2009

The Jonas Brothers release their album, “Lines, Vines and Trying Times” including the song “Much Better,” which references Taylor.

June 2009

Taylor writes Better Than Revenge in response. 

July 2009

Joe and Camilla break-up. 

November 7th 2009

Taylor calls out Joe during her SNL gig (X)

January 31st 2010

Taylor and Joe are seen talking backstage at the Clive Davis’ pre-Grammys party.

September 1st 2011

Joe attends Taylor’s San Jose show on the Speak Now tour (X)

February 2012

Taylor writes Holy Ground (X)

November 12th 2012

They’re seen talking at the EMA’s

2015

Joe starts dating Gigi Hadid, causing him and Taylor to start hanging out again

July 24th 2020

Taylor releases invisible string where she references sending Joe and Sophie Turner’s baby a present. 

April 9th 2021

Taylor re-releases Fearless. Sophie jokingly posts Mr. Perfectly Fine to her story. Taylor responds (X)

September 6th 2023

Joe and Sophie announce plans to divorce (X)

September 20th 2023

Taylor and Sophie go out to dinner (X)

May 15th 2023

Sophie expresses her gratitude towards Taylor (X)

[jeepycreeper]

The Amazing Digital Funhouse Masterpost!!!

Hello peps! Now that the main cast is done, it’s time for the masterpost! This AU had me on like a chokehold or something cause it was to good not to finish it! This AU combines two of my interests together in a nutshell: TADC and FNAF! I hope you enjoy!

The Amazing Digital Funhouse opened its doors in 2002 and was designed with fans young and old in mind so that they can experience the game like never before! Featuring a ton of fun games, attractions, shows, events and delicious food and drink. And we cannot forget the gang that started it all! we are able to bring the characters to life so that you can meet them up close and in person. These identical copies of the iconic cast of the once iconic game are able to interact with you in a way that is truly magical. Whenever you are having a birthday party or a fun day out with all the family, The Amazing Digital Funhouse will truly make feel like apart of the show!

Now it’s time to meet..

THE FUNHOUSE GANG!

Caine

Lovable, wacky and most of all loves to put on a good show, Caine is the host with the most of the funhouse and his performances and magic tricks are eager to give the most famous magicians a run for their money. With his butter smooth voice and over optimistic personality, he knows how to put on a good show. His personality may make him seem like a out of control ringmaster but don’t let that fool you! Despite his let loose kind of attitude, he still strives to entertain you, no matter what!

Bubble

Meet Bubble, Caine’s partner in crime and his loyal yet quite goofy co-host, always having something random to say when his best bud gets a little too rowdy. His actions may make him look like an annoying little rascal and for how annoying he may be, he has his friends back. When it’s helping to hosting a party or eating all the food that he promised is for his friends, he is the silly little rascal we all know and love.

Pomni

Pomni is a jester that always finds a way to make her friends laugh whenever they feel down. But when she is not making the audience have another trip to the loo, she can be found hanging out with her best buds most of the time but can be seen having her own personal space. She has a wild attitude that doesn’t mind causing trouble when it comes for her time to shine. And please don’t call her short.

Jax

The funhouse’s cocky and laid back inventor! This periwinkle rabbit is known for his wacky inventions that ether turn out to be a big mistake or operate successfully. When he isn’t in his workshop, he is also known to be quite the prankster! But don’t always expect him to be like that when it comes to his opinions towards his friends. Design the case, just try to stay on his chill side and not his crazy prankster side.

Ragatha

Introducing Ragatha or Rags or short, our sweet, caring and compassionate ragdoll that is quite the gamer! In fact, she has the highest scores on many of the games here, now that’s what we call talent. When there is a problem. She will be always be there to help out when trouble rises. Ether way, She is that iconic dolly that is sure to show that kindness is always the answer.

Gangle

Confident on the outside as much as shy she is on the inside, Gangle is quite the fan of musicals and everything theatre! She may look confident and brave but don’t think that’s the case! In reality, she is actually is quite a shy bunch of ribbons but when you get to know her, she may or may not dump you on her favourite musicals. Just don’t break her comedy mask.

Zooble

Chill, Groovy and quite the opposite from the rest of the gang, Zooble is sure to make you dance along to sweet mixtapes and remixes! Whereas the rest of the cast is more high energy, Zooble is more chill and has a sense of swag and is pretty competitive when it comes to games. You can tell she’s a winner! But nothing compares to her sick beats and her rockin’ remixes! When she starts the party, you know you’re in for a awesome time.

Kinger

Hailing from royal origins, Kinger is known for being abit of a coo-coo bananas kind of person with a fascination in insects and magic! Some consider him “Crazy” but despite the fact, he isn’t afraid to be brutally honest about his history and how talented he is at magic, in fact he is a pro at it! Whenever he is making snarky comments on his insects or duelling with guests with a sword in hand, he is just there to make guests smile!

Gummigoo

YEEHAW! Sheriff comin’ right through! Meet Gummigoo,The reckless yet butt-kickin’ cowboy that is sure is quite the beast. Coming straight from the sweet smelling deserts of the Candy Canyon Kingdom, Gummigoo is not who you think he is when you say “hero” but turned to the side of good after meeting Pomni in a bubblegum cave after falling down a hole that lead to the mines that were deep within the caves. When you say he’s reckless, we mean it! Mainly being the one to partake in rodeos and insane heists that will make public services think twice about who they catch. Despite his ramshackled past, he will stop at nothing to become anybody’s hero!

Munchimax and Chewichad

If you can have one gummy gator then they can’t be alone without the other, right? Gummigoo’s goofy yet overall comedic duo, Munchimax and Chewichad are the definition of that sentence. Also known as Max and Chad for short, they turned to the side of good after their boss’s redemption and so did their past of robbing banks and maple syrup! Munchimax is the clumsy yet goofy one of the duo, often leading him into rather sticky situations in the long run. Just don’t point out that he is trying to steal his boss’s spotlight. Chad on the other hand is just as more of a country gator than any one else. He is a bit of a dummy at times but is darn good at playing the banjo despite his long arms being the only thing thats ahead of himself.

The Gloink Queen

Driven by the desire for popularity, The Gloink Queen is quite a mysterious royal and no one knows where she even came from! Not even Caine himself! She is the black sheep of the group and the total opposite of the funhouse gang, always playing tricks and spoiling the fun using her Gloink minions (despite her calling them her servants)! She’s always got a trick up her sleeve from ruining birthday parties to complaining about the guests leaving a ruckus of a mess in her lair. She loves to play games but don’t expect her to play fair, when you do prepare to be met with a lot of obtuse clues that might lead to a trap! She sure is an old school villain that you don’t want to meet!

I had a ton of fun making this au and I really like how to came out! I’m pretty excited to post more of these guys! And back into the void I go.

[neige-leblanche]

you notice how its never i forgive you for party rockin

[gocryaboutitt]

Rockin' Birthday Party

Hey, it's been a while since i posted

James POV

I spent my day cleaning up my house for Jess's birthday party. the day is november 28th, a saturday, she's turning 27 today i hope she enjoys the effort. ive also gotten the rest of the band here to help me get the party ready. "Hey guys!" yelled Lars, trying to gether us together "she's here already!" he exclaims before kirk chimes in "What!, shes too early, everything isnt ready!"

Jess's POV

As i'm walking up the front door of james' house i can hear a loud of ruckus inside that kinda sounds like kirk. i firmly knock on the door, awaiting a response only for it to go silent. as i go to knock once more the door swings open with a booming lars at the door "Jess! your here", "yeah, i am, at the time you guys told me to be here" she says with a chuckle.

"yeah, yeah, come in" he excitedly says, pulling her inside and leading her into the kitchen where there lies a brightly lit cake with the numbers 2 and 7. sat around the cake are her friends James, Jason, Kirk. they silently sit there until they see her standing in front of the cake before yelling "Surprise!!" in unison. "Guys! whats this for?" she asks sheepishly already knowing what its for.

"Your birthday dummy!" jason exclaims, standing up and pulling her into a hug, followed by the rest of the band, before leading her over to the cake. encouraging her to blow out the candles, they sing her the birthday song as she sits there quietly with a noticeable smile.

"Guys you didn't have to do this for me" she softly says "Of course we did darlin' its your birthday!" James eagerly says, ruffling her hair. as she blows out the candles she makes her wish 'to never lose her family'.

Whats up yall my first story after a few months i hope you enjoyed. :)

[pinkwright]

ur a star, girl | shuri udaku.

masterlist

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inspo — starboy by the weeknd

warnings — fingering, cunnilingus, possessive!shuri, confident reader, sub!reader, soft dom!shuri, handsy!shuri, dirty talk, humiliation kink, mean!shuri, tribbing, switch!reader, switch!shuri, alcohol, HARD DRUGS (weed, ecstasy, acid etc.), voyeurism, spitting, grinding, vulgar language, lots of petnames, orgasm denial, edging, overstimulation, dollification, dismissive kink, love kink, attention kink, choking, ass grabbing, power imbalance, shameless!shuri, kissing, biting, marking, dumbification, service!top reader, cheating (not between shuri n reader, never that), player!shuri, maneater!reader, they both get clingy n touchy, semi-toxicity, mirror sex, shower sex, dacryphilia, verbal kink, size kink, slight objectification n slut-'shaming' (but not rlly shaming bc its said fondly like), riding, praise kink, power kink, breeding kink, um i'll add as i go.

a/n — i'm rlly excited for this to be honest so i hope yall will enjoy it too ! i'll try to be consistent w updates but i am studying architecture so rip, it might not happen but anyway, without further ado ! <3

⟢˚ @mbakuetshurisprincess @inmyheadimobsessed @letitias-fav @barkbarkbo @shurismainbxtch @verachii @rxcently @shuriszn @lppriceisright @heartsforjojo @motheroffae @naomis-daydream @vampzxi

look what you've done, i'm a motherfuckin' starboy.

ஜ

✶ STARBOY — "wanna touch you so bad, s'thandwa, will you let me?"

⊹ ۪ .⟢⋆｡˚.

in which reader chances going out n is mesmerised by the sheer life the princess of wakanda is radiating, and the reader feels a heated fire within her.

...coming soon ✶ PARTY MONSTER — "bast, baby, you don’t understand how long i’ve wanted to fuck you just like this."

⊹ ۪ .⟢⋆｡˚.

in which birthday girl reader likes to live her nights to the fullest n shuri just likes to lovingly watch her best friend live, until watching just isn't enough anymore.

...07.03.23 ✶ FALSE ALARM — "u ignore the warnings people give you to stay away from me bc you're desperate for me to make this aching cunt mine, right baby?"

⊹ ۪ .⟢⋆｡˚.

in which no one understands how hardcore party girl reader n nerdy, shy shuri are so close but shuri's just desperate to be closer to the girl that makes her feel ways she shouldn't.

...coming soon

✶ REMINDER — "look at me when you come, baby, so you never forget what my love feels like."

⊹ ۪ .⟢⋆｡˚.

in which shuri has a bad habit of not letting her ex move on but also struggling to fully commit to something other than her duties.

...coming soon ✶ ROCKIN' — "just needed someone to break you in, hm? carve their name into this pretty pussy?"

⊹ ۪ .⟢⋆｡˚.

in which shuri sets her eyes on the ‘never settles down’, pretty, 'life of the party' girl and is overwhelmingly eager to break her walls down and see what makes the girl tick.

...coming soon ✶ SECRETS — "that's it, s'thandwa, put on a show for me."

⊹ ۪ .⟢⋆｡˚.

in which studious reader wants a taste of the high life and shuri's willing to give it to her.

...coming soon ✶ TRUE COLOURS — "no more of this dancing around each other because you would be mine too. do you want that, pretty girl, with me?”

⊹ ۪ .⟢⋆｡˚.

in which shuri’s infatuation with her long-time friend spills passed the fortified walls she built around heart and reader is happy to drown in it.

...27.03.23 ✶ STARGIRL INTERLUDE — "look how you glow when i'm in you, baby, you're my fucking star."

⊹ ۪ .⟢⋆｡˚.

in which reader comes back from college with a new aura of confidence n free spiritedness n shuri is battling to calm the growing desire to seriously act on the claim she jokingly made years ago.

...coming soon

✶ SIDEWALKS — "let them hear you struggle for me, s'thandwa."

⊹ ۪ .⟢⋆｡˚.

in which rapper shuri who’s infamous for her ‘starboy’ persona arrives at her newly owned club with poster ‘stargirl’, y/n, n they shouldn’t work but they do, and they work well.

...coming soon ✶ SIX FEET UNDER — "hm i don't know, your majesty, do you think you deserve to have me?"

⊹ ۪ .⟢⋆｡˚.

in which uprising singer reader has a big performance at world renowned producer shuri udaku's club for opening night n shuri thinks she would sound better on a beat of hers.

...coming soon ✶ LOVE 2 LAY — "let me make it up to you, my angel."

⊹ ۪ .⟢⋆｡˚.

in which shuri gets held up with her partying ways n it causes her to neglect an important event of readers.

...coming soon

✶ A LONELY NIGHT — "you want more? you gotta ask for it, pretty baby."

⊹ ۪ .⟢⋆｡˚.

in which shuri stumbles across a shocking discovery and decides to help the reader explore it.

...coming soon ✶ ATTENTION — "gotta dress my pretty doll up, so you can see how good you look when you're taking it."

⊹ ۪ .⟢⋆｡˚.

in which shuri likes to dress her pretty girl up n is endeared for the gentle squirm of her embarrassed lover.

...coming soon

✶ ORDINARY LIFE — "moaning like a slut and i haven't even touched on you, baby."

⊹ ۪ .⟢⋆｡˚.

in which, on a night out, reader finds every chance to press her girlfriend, shuri's buttons bc she has an obsession with her sweet shuri being mean to her.

...coming soon ✶ NOTHING WITHOUT U — "tell me you're mine, and i'll fuck you the way you need, my love."

⊹ ۪ .⟢⋆｡˚.

in which reader was convinced she was straight n just needed time to fall in love with her boyfriend, but her best friend makes loving a little too easy.

...coming soon

✶ ALL I KNOW — "shh, s'thandwa just wanna feel my pretty girl."

⊹ ۪ .⟢⋆｡˚.

in which reader is being tutored by player shuri n although their friendship is blossoming well, she can’t help how badly she longs to be one of shuri’s pretty girls; maybe even the only one.

...15.03.23

✶ DIE FOR U — "gets me so fucking wet when you talk like that, s'thandwa."

⊹ ۪ .⟢⋆｡˚.

in which shuri’s momentary disbelief prompts her wife reader to step up n suddenly shuri’s on the hunt.

...coming soon ✶ I FEEL IT COMING — "just wanna stop you thinking so much, angel, you gonna let me get you there?"

⊹ ۪ .⟢⋆｡˚.

in which reader's spite towards the idea of her ex possibly moving on blinds her ability to make rational decisions n shuri can’t seem to get enough of her change in attitude.

...coming soon ஜ

[tideswept]

WIP Wednesday

For the Obikin advent calendar, which I am scrambling to finish tonight 😂 Obi-Wan, Anakin, a snow storm, and Dex's dinner. All on Christmas Even.

(modern day AU)

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Obi-Wan took a bite. The pie was already sweet enough, melting on his tongue, the salted, smashed pecans providing a welcoming, crunchy contrast.

From the corner, the jukebox stuttered. It wasn’t some new machine pretending to be the genuine article—Dex would never allow such an abomination into his diner. It ran on records, not MP3s or a subscription service’s online connection.

In that moment of suspense, when it could go either way—whether the record was about to jam or continue—both men turned to watch the machine speculatively.

“Rockin’ around the Christmas tree at the Christmas party hop…”

Anakin dragged a hand through his hair, huffing. “I’ve been waiting for one of those damn records to break since early November.”

In defiance of the gloom that had dug its claws deep into his gut, Obi-Wan burst out laughing. “You know, I wouldn’t blame you if you turned it off. I won’t tell a soul.”

Anakin looked at him, startled, like he wasn’t used to anyone siding with him, even over something this inconsequential. 

Then, a shy little smile broke across his face. “I’ll blame you if Dex finds out.”

God. He had dimples.