#just stop for the love of whatever's devine

[just-eyris-things]

Vent post. Because i feel like kicking a hornets' nest.

Honestly im just tired of how people will call someone ignorant/uneducated and will go for the throat for every little thing, while they themselves say shit like pierogis all the time. If you're going to point fingers at others, you yourself should be without fault.

The question is... can you?

[lovegalor333]

lord please save her for me

paige bueckers x fem oc

story info • chapter one

hi bbys! thank you for the love on chapter one, part of me wishes i never started this lmao maybe its my ocd but i hate it already but im gonna keep going but i think ill just stick to one shots once im finished with this 🤓

chapter two:

this is why leni didn’t drink often. the pounding head, dry throat, intense nausea and violent shakes were not worth it. the girl had decided that her day was going to consist of rotting on the couch. she was already wrapped in her fluffiest blanket and had netflix playing in the background. riley had left a few moments ago to go to work and leni was glad of it. she felt guilty about kissing paige last night but not guilty enough to stop fantasising about it.

paige clouded her dreams last night. coming to leni in her sleep like some sort of devine sign. she dreamed of what life was like before when paige was a constant in her life. she woke up in bed alone and cold and questioning everything.

it took leni a long time to even look at another girl after paige. but when riley asked her to go for coffee one day all leni could see was her blonde hair and light eyes. if she couldn’t have paige, she would settle for riley and that’s what she did. riley was a nice girl and treated leni well but she would never be paige and deep down, leni knew that all she was doing was filling a void.

there was short knock at lenis apartment door and she considered not answering it because she was too comfortable but she imagined it would be riley, having forgotten something or the other. wrapping the blanket around herself like a cape, she trudged to the front door and opened it without looking through the peep hole.

“paige?” leni was caught off guard seeing the basketball player at her door. hair tied into a low messy bun, grey beanie pulled over her head. she was wearing what paige always wore, sweats and a uconn huskies tee. the silver cross chain that leni was oh so familiar with, hung delicately around her neck. but something leni wasn’t familiar with was the rectangle, clear framed glasses that were perched on the bridge of paiges nose. they were new and it made leni feel something she couldn’t quite place. sadness because it showed change in paiges life that leni had no idea about? attraction because the girl in front of her looked hot as hell with her new accessory? whatever it was, leni had been thinking about it for too long and not heard what paige had said.

“so…” paige trailed off waiting for an answer to her question that had fallen on deaf ears. “sorry- what did you say? actually, what are you doing here? how do you know where i live?” leni asks a series of questions as reality hits and she realises what is going on. paige is at her apartment.

PAIGE is at HER APARTMENT.

“i said can i come in?” paige repeats herself for lenis benefit but she doesn’t wait for an answer before stepping inside. paige looks around lenis apartment, taking in the foreign view. she notices small accents that make it obvious this is where leni lives. the photobooth pictures tacked to the wall, the string lights adorning the window frame, the copious amounts of potted plants dotted around, the place was leni all over.

leni looked different from last night, obviously, but that didn’t bother paige. she always thought the tanned skin girl looked pretty in her natural state. tossled curls, makeup free skin, comfy clothes. lenis beauty had no limit and paige wished she had told her that more often.

“i didn’t actually say yes.” leni mumbles but closes the front door anyway. “how do you know where i live?” after the fallout from her and paige, leni applied to transfer accommodation and her request was granted. in her head, a new space signified a fresh start. somewhere paige hadn’t infiltrated…until this very moment. “it wasn’t easy. money was involved.” paige tells her with a nod of her head. “you paid someone to tell you where i live? that’s the kind of thing that gets someone branded as a creep.” leni says starting to feel awkward, stood in the entrance way, still wrapped in her blanket, curly hair a mess from the night before and her embarrassingly juvenile bunny slippers on her feet.

“i thought it was romantic.” leni rolls her eyes, “paige, please. i can’t have a repeat of last night. i can’t go over all this again. last night was a mistake. we were both drunk and i meant what i said. we need to go back to not knowing each other. it’s-” lenis words were rushed and messy and her heart pounded as she spoke. her body was having an adverse reaction to what she was saying. morally last night was a mistake but for someone who always lead with her heart, it wasn’t.

“i ended it with camilla.” what?

“what?” lenis brain felt like it was turning to mush. from the hangover mainly but also because of what paige had just said.

“i ended it with-“ paige begins to repeat herself but leni cuts her off.

“yeah. i heard what you said. but why would you do that paige?”

“because of you len. for you.” leni shook her head which only intensified her headache, “paige you make me laugh. not because you’re comedically funny but because you’re insane funny. you broke up with your girlfriend for me?”

“yes i broke up with her because of you. not that it matters, but we’ve only been together a few weeks. it was never going to work out. me and her, we didn’t fit. not the way you and I fit, len.” paige gestured between the them and leni understood because she felt the same about riley. both girls were searching for each other in different people. it was an impossible task because to paige no one could compare to leni and to leni no one could compare to paige.

“why now paige? why after all this time?” leni mutters, vlice soft and sweet.

“last night. seeing you. speaking to you. kissing you. i know that all means something. and you think i didn’t try? you blocked my number and my instagram and my snapchat and my tiktok, you even blocked my student email for goodness sake! real mature by the way. you moved apartments. you did everything you could to avoid me. i had given up hope and then last night…”

“last night i was drunk! do you really hate me so much that you can’t stand to see me happy? you just have to throw a spanner in the works?”

“hate? HATE?! leni you are so far off it’s ridiculous. and are you happy? are you really? because you’re doing all this shit that isn’t you. going to parties, getting drunk, you don’t have your nails done and you took your nose piercing out.” leni almost always had her nails done, the most elaborate sets too and her nose piercing was a part of her personality at this point so of course paige noticed when both were absent.

“just because i’ve changed doesn’t mean im not happy.” leni scoffed, taking steps further into the apartment. the close proximity of her and paige was beginning to get to her. she could smell her cologne, vanilla and woody. it was nostalgic.

“don’t give me that bullshit, leni. i know you more than you’d like to admit. tell me you’re genuinely happy. just say the words and i’ll let go. i’ll let you go.” paige had matched lenis steps and was just as close to her, if not closer than she was when they were by the door.

like last night, leni couldn’t say it. leni couldn’t tell paige she was happy because she wasn’t. she was comfortable. she had settled for riley. it was secure and consistent and she was content but she wasn’t happy.

lenis silence only encouraged paiges actions. paige knew if she was happy she would say it- hell, she would scream it. leni was a scorpio and a true one at that. she loved passionately and intensely and she wanted the whole world to know. if she really loved riley and was really happy, paige would have to accept that but that just wasn’t the case.

paiges movements were calculated. soft and gentle, a stark comparison to lenis rushed and needy ones last night. she cupped the shorter girls face, taking a moment to study her perfect features without the the influence of alcohol. her eyes were such a deep shade of brown, almost black. paige truly believed leni could move mountains with a single blink. her lips were naturally plump, with an exaggerated cupids bow that made them so enticing paige felt dread just at the thought of never having them pressed against her own again. her brows were carved into the most precise arches and when she glanced up at paige her lashes were long enough to reach her brow bone. to paige, leni had the type of beauty that the greeks would have carved into marble.

paige traced over lenis lips with her thumb and lenis eyes fluttered closed at the feeling, “paige…don’t.” she breathed out but she didn’t do anything to stop paige leaning down and kissing her. she didn’t pull away, she didn’t refuse to open her mouth to allow paiges tongue to slid in, in fact, she moved her own tongue in accordance. she moved her head to the side to allow paige a better angle. she dropped her blanket and let paige to guide her backwards by her waist, not breaking the kiss. and when her legs hit the back of the couch and paige laid her down, she opened her legs just enough for paige to insert herself inbetween them.

when paige reached for the waistband of lenis pyjama shorts she made a point of looking in her eyes, waiting for the go ahead. leni nodded, in a haze of need and yearning for the girl leaning over her, everything else disappeared. riley. the hurt paige had caused. the months of healing. it all washed away in a wave of pure love. lust. love? lust.

“say what you want, len.” paige needed to hear words.

“fuck me, paige...please.”

thank u for reading baddies! as always let me know if u wanna be added to the tag list 💋

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story info • chapter one

[izzy2210]

Fool

written for @steddiemicrofic‘s April prompt ‘Fool’ wc: 454 | rated: T | cw: Alcohol use, bad friends

I don't really do these anymore, which is a bummer, cus the prompts are really good! I had an idea for this one, so I wrote it! (also the person who gets the reference to a song in thos one gets a cookie)

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“God, you’re a fool!” 

If Eddie could have a table to stand on, he would. He’s yelling at Steve, who’s staring at him, tears in his eyes. He thought this party would go well. Now he’s sitting behind the house with his heart broken, and Eddie Munson is giving him life advice.

“You think these people really care for you?” Eddie tsks at him. “You really think they will be there for you?” Steve tries to stand, but sways, catching himself on the wall. Okay, maybe he drank a bit too much. “I didn’t think..” 

Eddie’s calmed down now. “I just.. I can’t watch you destroy yourself with those people and not do anything.” Eddie’s grabbing his hand now, pulling him along. “Where are you taking me?” “To my car, then to my trailer. Let you sober up. Make sure you don’t puke all over yourself. Show you what real friends are like.”

🍕

Steve ends up laying on Eddie’s couch, his head supported by a couple pillows. Eddie’s sat on the floor next to him, eating his pizza.��

“This could be a party too, you know. Parties don’t need to be alcohol and loud music and whatever. Could just be this.” He leans his head back, bumping against Steve’s knee. It’s quiet for a while.

“I think I like parties like this better.” Steve says, and Eddie smiles at the ceiling. “That’s good. I hope we can do this another time when you’re not drunk out of your mind.” Steve giggles at that, and Eddie loves the sound of that, wants to record it and play it over and over again until the tape breaks. “Smoke some, watch a movie. Eat pizza that isn’t fucking cold..” He throws his slice back in the box. 

“Almost sounds like a date.”

Eddie stops breathing. 

“I- mh. Yeah,” he whispers. 

“Could be. If you wanna,” Steve says, groaning as he turns on the couch. 

“Steve.. Don’t say shit like that. You’ll kill me.” Eddie stands, suddenly. “You’re drunk.” “I’m sobering up.” “You really are not Steve, look at you.” He gestures vaguely at Steve, splayed over his couch, looking up at Eddie with squinted eyes. “I’m gonna have a headache tomorrow.” He whispers. Eddie sighs, sits back down. 

“Can I stay here? My.. My house is so empty. Just a house, really. Not really mine.” Steve reaches out, a small voice in his head telling him to. It’s the same voice that told him to stare at Tommy H. Or Devin from calc. Or George Michael.

Eddie sighs again, grabbing Steve’s hand, giving it a little squeeze.

“Sure, man. Of course. Know the feeling.”

“Headache?”

“No. Staying in a place that doesn’t feel like home.”

“Oh.”

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this was really fun to write and hopefully there's more to come for this prompt to make up for the fact that i abandoned this shit in October 🥲

[vanderbilt-draws]

pleaseee...draw devwinn interacting... plssss

ok sorry it took forever for me to answer i may have gone slightly overboard with the doodles but I REALLY LIKE DEVWINN AND MAY OR MAY NOT HAVE A WHOLE UNWRITTEN FIC ABOUT THEM IN HIGH SCHOOL AND LIKE 7 MILLION HCS ABOUT HOW THEY MET AND THEIR FUTURES AND UHH UHH hcs/all the stuff leading up to my unwritten fic are all below the cut if youre interested ✨✨

winn moved to dimmadelphia in the fourth grade

pretty much instantly dev "befriended" them and started being really clingy with them. he had a MASSIVE crush on them right from the start

winn wasnt actually all that big a fan of dev at first because yk he was mean to most of the other kids, but they didnt want to hurt his feelings so kind of went along with him

(side note i hc that dev has literally been wearing pretty much the same outfit since forever. hes so autism)

dev and winn only got to being real friends once hazel and dev became friends (bc yk shes got the balls to actually tell dev when hes doing something mean, so thats rlly when dev started improving as a person)

winn and dev had the same homeroom in sixth grade and ended up sitting right next to each other, which was when they really started becoming a Duo

winn broke their arm in a skating accident during the winter break of their sixth grade year, dev was the first one they got to sign the cast :] winn never stopped skating but they did do it a lot less + more carefully after that (by order of their parents)

dev started growing his hair into a mullet in the seventh grade because he "thought it looked cool" (<< started noticing his gender dysphoria and wanted longer hair in an attempt to quell it)

winn thought they were bi for all of seventh grade and most of eighth grade bc they had a crush on dev

SPOILER ALERT dev is a trans girl, she comes out in the eighth grade and her chosen name is devine. she still goes by dev but all her friends know what its short for

dev doesnt want to come out to her dad bc she doesnt know how hell react. (tbh if she did come out, her dad would be super supportive and good with prns and names and terms in public, but slip up a ton in private bc he doesnt care as much when people arent watching)

obv winn told jasmine and hazel about their crush right when it started developing, so it became kind of an inside joke between the three that winn has "transbian senses" after dev came out

just before ninth grade, winn decided to get a buzzcut, and theyve been growing it out ever since (this is mostly bc as much as i love dyed hair undercut enby/trans characters THERES TOO MANY PLEASE CHOOSE A DIFFERENT HAIRSTYLE FOR YOUR FICTIONAL TRANSES AND ENBIES SOBBING)

they bleached it blonde when it was about two inches long, and never bothered to cut off the blonde so now they just have blonde tips

winn ended up being 6'5" and joined varsity basketball in the tenth grade because they didnt wanna waste that height

dev stole their original varsity jacket because it was comfy (and because it was winns and it brings her comfort) and then paid for their replacement jacket

jasmine started learning how to sew and embroider clothes over the summer between ninth and tenth grade and so helped devine sew on her own name tag (dev just told her dad jasmine was a bad speller and tbh dale didnt care and was like ok son whatever)

dev ended up stuck at the spectacular height of a middle schooler (5'2") and winn thinks its adorable. theyre strong enough to pick her up whenever they hug her. sometimes when they get excited they spin her around

dev also started wearing her hair curly occasionally in the tenth grade bc winn told her she looked pretty with it like that. her dad doesnt like it when she doesnt slick it back and gets passive aggressive about it whenever he sees her like that

winn started getting panic attacks from all the pressure of high school after joining the basketball team, and dev usually ends up talking them through it, although jasmine and hazel are also good at helping them

they dont think their anxiety is bad enough to be a disorder so they never get a diagnosis/help (until Things Happen in my fic :]]] )

hazel and jasmine are both aroace (in this timeline at least, ive got a few other fic ideas where hazel is bi) and in a qpr. they are also fandom girlies and fic writers, so when dev finally tells them in the middle of tenth grade that she has a crush on winn (and has for a while) theyre both like OOOOOOOHHHHHH I SHIP IT and they, along with cosmo and wanda, start trying really hard to get them together

unfortunately hazmine and coswan have literally no idea how human teenage romance works irl SO. shenanigans ensue :]]]]]]]

anyways yeah thats my buildup to my fic/my personal hcs, no peri mention because hes ✨elsewhere✨ when all this is happening

[changingplumbob]

Chatting about Dating Deanna - Shay Edition

Shay: So a little birdie told me you wanted a sneak peek of the villa?

Deanna: I may have been worried about living conditions

Shay: Oh honey you've not seen extreme living conditions until you've lived in my job. Don't worry, I may have been on Mad About Dodo but I used none of that in this build

Deanna: You built this yourself?

Shay: *remembers how the last time she tried to explain that she's living in a simulation the sim kept resetting* Yes?

Deanna: Well it looks like it belongs in Tartosa

Shay: YES! Let me tell you one time I was in Africa and asked where the wood was and everyone on the crew looked at me like I had two heads *shudders* apparently bricks were the better option

Deanna: So can I see inside?

Shay: Sure! Follow me!

Shay: This is the entryway. Felt like some nice green touches by the stairs. Then near the entrance to the hall to your room and a couple of contestant rooms we have some modern art with some more... historical pieces

Deanna: Is that a chinchilla by a skull?

Shay: Dire chinchilla I believe. Responsible for unspeakable amounts of death

Deanna: Is this my room?

Shay: I know it's a bit simple but you really won't be spending much time here beyond sleeping. Now, do you want to see the watcher's favourite part?

Shay: Did someone say split level kitchen and lounge???

Deanna: No

Shay: Well the watcher did! Isn't it glorious? I love the amount of light we were able to get in here. And the modular couch *squeals*

Deanna: It does look spacious

Shay: Well in the bigger rounds we will need to fit in you and six contestants at a time. Pus Devin and whoever is proposing the challenge

Shay: So the lawn on the right is... under construction? I mean there is a small area for when you do some group hangouts but the other side of it is empty so we can fit in some of the larger equipment for challenges

Deanna: Larger equipment being?

Shay: Oh you know, things the watcher can't be bothered building another lot for. Now back inside beyond the lounge we have what I like to call the wiggle room

Deanna: Wiggle room?

Shay: Not all the solo challenges need large equipment so this space is going to be swapped around for whatever it needs to be. Some might say the watcher just hates building but meh, this is why she has me

Shay: To the left of the lounge of course we have-

Deanna: THE POOL

Shay: Correct. Now there isn't any swimming challenges but there will be down time between the weeks where everyone needs to relax so we wanted a nice space. Don't tell anyone but the watcher is actually over the moon about how it came out

Deanna: Is that a contestants room I can see through the windows?

Shay: Yes. Except of course sims don't peer through windows so no one will actually notice during the challenge

*Deanna resets*

Shay: Fudge! Yes, contestants rooms. All are the same since they'll be swapping around a bunch. But they've got a bed, wardrobe and mirror. Computer of course for the skill building times

Deanna: Do we all have to share bathrooms?

Shay: With a villa this size? No. Ensuites for everyone! Now come inside and see the upstairs. It has my favourite view

Shay: Oh wait, do you like the kitchen?

Deanna: I like the idea of other people cooking for us

Shay: Sorry honey. While the contestants skill build you'll be on cooking and repair duty

Deanna: Really?

Shay: No pain no gain. Okay see the balcony up there? That's where we're going, using the stairs from the entry

Deanna: Okay, this view is nice

Shay: The watcher, I mean production company, still need to think of some scenes that can be up here. But yeah through the arch is more contestant rooms

Shay: So what's the verdict?

Deanna: It's cute! But... what if the contestants don't think I'm cute enough to stop watching tv for?

Shay: Are you kidding? You're adorable. It's going to be fine. There will be set times for socialising but yeah here and there it will just be up to contestants as to if they want to talk to you. We can't make them chat but... we can lock them out of their rooms for a bit

Deanna: *laughing* Let's not do anything that could get us sued

Dating Deanna has 5 spots left!

Interested in joining the chaos? Check out the below links for all the details and register interest by Christmas!

Contestant List, Challenge Overview, Joey's Contestant Creation Walkthrough, F.A.Q, All In Guide

@daedriyth, @cawthorntales, @igglemouse, @corrienteallita please let me know if you will be a couple of days late. On my 26th/USA's 25th I will be contacting those who have offered to do filler sims for empty slots and don't want to give away the spot for your sim if your game is just playing up (like the game does). But you are of course allowed to submit your sims up until then, so you still have a week for final touches. @abbysimsfun you have told me your sim is queued so don't worry, I know she's coming.

[justdaphne]

The Crows during Barbenheimer

Kaz

You can tell what color he’s already wearing. LITERALLY straight out of Oppenheimer.

“Kaz can you get Barbie tickets I already got Oppenheimer”

“6 tickets” “for Oppenheimer?” *stares* “Barbie��

Kaz was awake during the whole duration of Oppenheimer. He actually liked it.

Of course, he understands it. Everything. Afterwards, he had a discussion with Wylan for better bomb creations

“KAZZZZ I DONT GET ITTTT” “not everyone has the level of intelligence to.”

For Barbie, Nina managed to sneak some pink paint onto his coat

Honestly, he didn’t like it but he understood the message and was there for Inej (only) who was probably getting a tad bit emotional (who else wasn’t) So he tried his best to comfort her.

Jesper

A pink atomic bomb dropped on him

“CMON BARBIE LET’S GO PARTY I’M A BARBIE GIRL IN A BARBIE WORLD ..” He’s been singing that song non-stop.

Jesper slept during Oppenheimer. He was probably most awake during THAT scene though.

“I DONT GET IT WHAT DOES IT MEAN” “What did he say?” “HUHHHH” “WHEN IS THIS OVERRRRR” “Wylan this is YOUR THING”

“JESPER STFU”

A whole different person during Barbie. Got the Barbie popcorn, Barbie tumblr, even decorated his guns pink.

After the movie? A sobbing mess.

“I am Kenough. I AM KENOUGH.”

Continues not stopping to sing Barbie girl

Inej

Personally, I think she wore a less flashy color of pink..so dark pink? (Does she even have pink?) Well Nina helped.

“Inej what’s he doing?” yeah she does the explaining but not all of it BECAUSE SOME PEOPLE KEEP TALKING DURING THE MOVIE, SO SHE LOSES FOCUS ON WHAT THEY’RE SAYING.

“Please don’t tell me you plan on recreating that bomb Kaz”

She probably felt bored in some of the scenes.

During Barbie she had the time of her life. Laughing (Kaz was somewhat smiling because of that) Dancing in her seat during uplifting music playing and also tearing up. Especially during that line about the struggles of women.

She felt Kaz’s hands squeezing hers.

Pretty much comforting everyone else after the whole film (Mom of the group thingssssss)

Wylan

I think he’d wear black with a tad bit of pink to match both movies

HE ABSOLUTELY LOVEDDD OPPENHEIMER. He found it so interesting. Also inspiring maybe

“Maybe I can.. NO I WON’T”

Father son moment with Kaz about stuff . They were talking about everything that happened but most importantly if Wylan could recreate it but that’s dumb hahaaha Inej stopped it right away

HE ALSO ABSOLUTELY LOVED BARBIE. Ryan Gosling.

Laughing, dancing, crying too but he had to comfort Jesper.

The only person he could deeply analyse the movie with was Inej because everyone else was busy crying, comforting or Kaz.

“I loved how ..”

Nina

Dressed in absolutely the Barbiest pink you can imagine. And a cowboy hat.

In Oppenheimer she can literally tell who a character is played by. “IS THAT DEVIN BOWSTICK”

Most definitely awake during THAT scene. “I have a crush on Florence Pugh.”

After that, she doesn’t understand a thing. BOMBS. EXPLOSION. CILLIAN. that’s it.

She needed a whole 30 minute explain video.

“I come out of the cinema as J R Oppenheimer.”

“Nina, you know nothing about quantum physics.”

Like Jesper, SOOO HYPED FOR BARBIE. BARBIE GIRL. BARBIE WORLD. MARGOT ROBBIE. MOSTLY MARGOT ROBBIE.

“WATCH ME. DAAAAANCCEEEEE DANCE THE NIGHT AWAY”

A sobbing mess pt 2

But it’s fine because Barbie World started playing so she’s dancing again. With puffy eyes. #moodswings

“That..was a cinematic masterpiece. *intellectual statement*” but like 2 business days after the movie because she needed time to process and think and recover.

Matthias

Nina would PERSONALLY make Matthias try out a whole wardrobe. Black? Pink? Black AND Pink??????

“Nina, let me wear whatever I want”

“NO.”

He’s just there because Nina is there. Probably judges the whole Oppenheimer movie.

“Is that ethical?” “Is that reasonable?” “IS THAT BIBLICAL?”

But overall he probably was just silent during Oppenheimer.

But of course, he does have some statements about the movie #critic101 .

“So Matthias what do you think?” “It was a cinematic masterpiece.. Christopher Nolan.. *blah blah blah*”

He secretly enjoyed Barbie. Secretly. Maybe he said it was too girly for him but he secretly liked it.

“I’M JUST KEN ANYWHERE ELSE I’D BE A TEN”

Of course, he comforts Nina because she’s sobbing. Hugs her. Kisses her. And reassures her.

He tells her that he’s grateful for someone like her in his life and he thanks her for being as strong as she is no matter how hard it is. Which makes her cry harder.

[stuffymcstuffsworld]

A Perfect Day

The sun was shining brightly. It was a warm summer day. The floating islands pass by peacefully overhead. It was a lovely day in hell. Well... not really.

Why? Well, that was because none of the 13 crowns could find a certain demon king. The lazy bastard was avoiding paperwork again. How dare he leave them behind to do all the work!

They searched high and low for him but couldn't find him anywhere. How typical of him. No doubt he was having fun somewhere without them.

The real question, however, was this; 'What was making him leave so frequently?' He was constantly sneaking away for whatever reason.

Was it some new creatures he found? Or perhaps a new place to explore? Whatever it was, it must have really caught his eye. They wondered what could be so entertaining.

The answer was simpler than they thought. And it wasn't a place, nor was it a thing. No... it was a them. A little demon that had somehow captured the powerful kings attention.

Not that anyone knew. No, while the 13 crowns were frantically searching for their missing leader, he was relaxing. Enjoying himself under the clear blue sky.

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"Are you sure this is alright?" Derkila opened one eye to see you staring down at him. His head resting in your lap.

"It's fine! I'm the king of hell, after all. If I want to spend the day with you, I will, and no one can stop me." He wraps his tail around your waist and nuzzles his head against your thighs.

The shade of the trees keeps you both cool. This was definitely better than staying in that stuffy office. He should take you on picnics more often.

The wind blows softly across the valley. Leaves rustling as you stroked his head. Mmm, this was so relaxing. He wondered if he could get away with another nap.

You reach into the picnic basket humming softly as you pull out fruit. Derkila smirks and grabs your wrist. Guiding your hand to his mouth as he takes a bite.

You can't help but laugh at his behavior. Watching the juice escape his lips and dribble around his neck. How greedy, how gluttonous. Truly the behavior of a demon king.

You bend down and playfully lick a bit of juice off his jaw. You smirk and give him a wink. How prideful how lustfull you were. The perfect partner for him.

Truly, you'd both be the envy of all if your relationship was ever released to the public. You're wrathful nature. His sloth like attitude. Both of you are the embodiments of sin.

He raises his large hand and cups your cheek. Lazily kissing your lips. What a lovely day. The perfect little getaway for the two of you to enjoy.

"Mmm, you taste devine." He growls. You snicker and push him back down. "Do i really?" Your voice a soft purr.

"Yes." It's just one word, but it has the power to make your heart burst. "Derkila." "Yes?" You can see that eager smirk and feel his tail tighten around you slightly.

"I've never known you to hesitate. While being romantic like this is nice, don't stop being the greedy demon I adore." You comb your fingers through his long dark hair.

That smirk turns into a wild grin, and the next thing you know, you're pinned under the large demon. Laughing and gasping for air as he greedily stole more kisses. Ahhh, yes... a perfect day.

[writingforsimps]

Slight Ooc, Tighnari didn’t come home… I love him and know he’s on the standard banner! And really want him T^T but I already spent all my gems!

But basically I couldn’t observe his character through voice-over.

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Tighnari Creator Headcannons

“You want to know about Creator? …Y/N? Haypasia has been absolutely inching to met her… I would also like to ask her some questions.”

Tighnari’s a believer but he won’t shout it from a roof top. He’s calmer, more composed.

If he sees you on the street in a crowd (your always drawing a crowd) he’d simply walk away and hopes to catch you at a better time.

He finally got to speak to you because you were out in the forest. He watched you for a little while: the way the forest seemed to react to you; he found it fascinating. Poisonous plants and mushrooms seemed to avoid your touch when you reached for them!

When you yourself ignored this fact, trying to grab a particularly deadly mushroom Tighnari found even himself jumping to stop you from touching it.

He would be lecturing you for at least an hour- no a day! “Those are deadly to even touch Your Grace! proper removal will have to be done immediately- and who let the Devine creator come out unsupervised!? What would have happened if you did die!” And so on…

If he’s your favorite character… I’d latch onto him asap- because if you don’t he’ll fade to the background! Observing you from afar because he already has so many important duties!

He’s trying not to add creators babysitter to that list-

He likes being close to you- but he has so much to do, it’s not that he doesn’t want to spend every hour of his day with you, but he doesn’t have an hour of his day.

I’d just hang around him, follow Tighnari around and try not to cause trouble. He find some of your words strange ‘come home’? At one point you asked for some ‘Eiussy’..? He hopes it doesn’t mean what he thinks it does.

If he is your favorite he takes pride in it. I imagine him being very happy about the fact- he won’t gloat (too much\Barely at all), maybe just casually bring it up with cyno or someone else.

Ask to pet his ears. He can’t deny you for whatever reason! He also love how you pet them- his tail too. (I love Tighnari </3 I-T^T)

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Small semi unrelated SAGAU Headcannon:

-Hybrids/Oni have a stronger connection to you, friendship Lvl or not.(Of course- If a character is lvl 5 and above they beat the hybrid character out by a long shot. It’s just a small boost)

[sophieswundergarten]

@nobodysdaydreams GET OVER HERE AND ANSWER FOR YOUR CRIMES

The lyrics filled me with such a sense of impending doom asdfjdsfj

Poor Nerissa. She’s trying so hard and she’s doing so much worse than Nathaniel

SQ choosing not to eat all of the food is such a small defiance, but such a great one. It’s a really clever way to show how he feels about the situation

And, of course, the terrible singing and dancing is what convinces SQ. I want to see all of the Benedict siblings dance now

I love that “She borrowed the identity of an old artist friend she hadn’t seen or spoken to in years and used her psychic powers to convince the hiring committee at a major university to let her teach an art history class and make the class a mandatory requirement for all incoming art majors and have it fulfill the school’s general education fine arts requirement (just in case her nephew decided to change majors)” is a single sentence. It just adds to the single-breath, maniacal rambling feel of Nerissa’s inner monologue

Devin /derogatory

Oh, Nerissa. You can’t just tell people everything they do is perfect. That’s not how a relationship grows, or even functions. The lack of self-awareness in her perspective is both gorgeously written and utterly heartbreaking. She probably hasn’t had a single person in her life to learn healthy coping mechanisms or relationships from. I never thought you’d show us someone who was worse than Natheniel, but she’s giving him a run for his money

I still can’t get over how you keep throwing in references to “the magic of ABBA”, it makes me stop and laugh every time. Dangit, Bods, I’m trying to be serious! /lh

““That was acting, dear, it’s not the same as lying,” Nerissa informed him calmly”

NERISSA

SOMEONE HELP THIS WOMAN PLEASE TAKE HER TO THERAPY A COUNSELLOR JUST EVEN A REGULAR OLD PERSON SHE CAN TALK TO AND LEARN MORALS FROM

Oh, I just want to give her the biggest hug, even though she’d probably hate it and zap me with her psychic powers

Nerissa is just as scared as Nathaniel, probably more so because she has a somewhat(?) concrete concept of the Bad Thing she’s scared of in a way he doesn’t

I wish she didn’t have to be so afraid, it makes me so sad…

SHE’S SO SHOCKED. SHE REALLY DOESN’T UNDERSTAND WHAT’S GOING ON AND WHY SQ’S UPSET. GRRRRRRRR I WISH I COULD MAGICALLY BE A PART OF THE STORY AND MEDIATE FOR THEM

Violet mention!!! Violet mention!!!

I appreciate the phrasing of “they catered to (for lack of a better or more appropriate terminology in SQ’s vocabulary and experience) “addicts and crazy people””

Now, I have to admit, I was completely blindsided by the Psychic SQ bit. I don’t know how I missed it, but I about exploded when I reached this part

I’m getting really concerned about this… “facility” and how it operated

These voices are so scary, I can see how she’s overwhelmed and confused. That would petrify me

See, you keep having Nerissa do these crazy things that are hurting other people but then she just feels like a scared child who’s lashing out irrationally because there’s no one there to help her. I’m not saying I’m upset; it’s phenomenal writing. It just makes me sad

And of course, SQ has a completely different context for what’s going on

He’s just feeling completely betrayed by, like, every adult ever

Poor kiddo

“He supposed his inability to stop caring was always going to be his most troublesome quality”

SCREAMING CRYING WAILING

Your carpet tacks are MINE

I have SO MANY questions about why the code was 1-2-3-4. Was she oversimplifying it because she figured everyone else would overthink it? Was she trying to teach SQ how to use his intuition to guess something easy? Did she forget to change the default when she bought it from her evil lockmaker? SO MANY QUESTIONS

I feel like maybe the buzzing was supposed to protect SQ from whatever Nerissa had going on? I’m not sure, but I’m very curious

And he’s scared! Of course he’s scared, but he doesn’t have anyone to help or comfort him. And he’s still just a kid :( 

“No…this had to be some sort of mistake…this…this couldn’t be because of her!”

I am thinking there is something else going on here. I don’t know what, you probably have the proper psychology words for it, Bods, but there’s a distinct reason she’s reacting this way. Maybe denial? Like, grief?

Secret doors! They all have a thing about hidden passageways, don’t they?

WHOO

Time for the next chapter, which I have not read yet!! I’m really excited

Like. You would not BELIEVE how much I have been looking forward to this

How long have they been playing to have completed one hundred and eighty-four games of chess? Is Crawlings just really, really bad at chess?

Oh no. I remember the meme about this. How could you use the white knight lesson with the Ten Men???? GAH! Jail, jail for Bods for one thousand years!!! /j

I actually made the stupidest little laugh sound when I read Sharpe implying that Crawlings has an imaginary girlfriend. That’s such goofy, juvenile humour. What are they doing ajsdgjhsd?

I guess if all their games are that fast I could see how they’ve played that many already

WAIT. WAIT, DID KATE’S MOM USED TO BE AN AGENT TOO?? BODS GET BACK HERE I DEMAND ANSWERS

““To meet a higher caliber of women?” suggested Sharpe, looking up at the screen at Dipika”

Actually, kind of funny. Still want to punch him, though

BITING BITING BITING

I HAVE NO NOTES

I AM OUT OF NOTES

I AM JUST FERAL AND ON THE GROUND

ASGHHHGHSUUASDGUDJKGJKGSDJDSGJJSKDKSDGKJHSDKJ

BODS, you GENIUS. You MASTERMIND, you VILLAIN.

I HAVE SO MUCH MORE I WANT TO KNOW!!!!!

I mean, spectacular job, as always. You are really just so talented at writing, and I love that I get to read your work. Thank you so very much for sharing it. I am now going to go lay down and let the grass consume me. Farewell.

[hell0mega]

the capabilities and powers that angels/demons have really confused me, especially with what we're shown in season 2. i feel like in season one it was always pretty clear what the limitations were for their powers, Crowley can do a bit more than Aziraphale can (and we now know why), but there were plenty of things in season 2 that felt like could've possibly been solved through devine or demonic intervention and it felt contrived that they weren't?

more under the cut cuz i went on a bit

i think a lot of these concerns come from the final fight, which honestly feels way too long. why couldn't Aziraphale miracle away the stairs? why couldn't he teleport away? they can teleport people as we saw with Adam (that was Crowley so maybe it's a stronger power). and with that, why did the angels believe the 25 lazarai miracle was to make the humans fall in love? and not even right away?? why could Crowley not miracle the wine bottles back together? seems like reconstruction is an iffy area but all the glass (and wine) were still there. he could've materialized more bottles as well, even if they'd be "fake." the idea of miracle blocking, let alone demons being able to do it, blocking BOTH kinds of miracles, INCLUDING a high rank like Crowley, seems CRAZY op to me.

why didn't they use miracles against the demons? Crowley can make absolutely giant holes in the ground that suck up grave workers, he can BRING A GUY BACK TO LIFE??, but he has to lie about rules of engagement to buy them time to get the humans away? he can stop time/space/individuals/whatever he's doing, why can't he do that to buy them time? you might think oh they're preventing themselves from drawing attention, but he doesn't work for hell anymore so why would he care, and they already have all the attention on them and are being actively attacked by dozens of demons right in front of a group of humans

aziraphale ended up using his halo which is taboo enough to start a holy war and yet he didn't try to do anything magical before that. they can change paintball guns into real guns AND make sure none of the bullets kill anyone purely by "chance" AND not have anyone involved notice they're no longer shooting paint, they can turn children into lizards and back, but they can't protect a bookshop more than just having vampire rules??

[mrsvalentinefucker1]

I want to make you feel good

Jonathan joestar x f!reader

Virgin Jonathan, premarital sex.

It was a normal day at the joestar manor, you and you childhood friend, Jonathan Joestar were messing around with whatever you could set your bored and fatigued minds on. It wasn’t boring but.. it wasn’t fun either.

Jonathan tapped your shoulder

“I know y/n! Let’s go to the river and have a swim! Would you be interested in that?”

“Oh goodness Jojo.. I would but I don’t have my swimwear with me, I didn’t really plan for this..”

“That is quite alright, y/n. We can go get yours. It wouldn’t be any hassle, really!”

You focused on his soft, sculpted face. Zoned out only to be ripped out of your daydream by his strong hand reaching for your smaller wrist.

“Oh jojo! Where are we going?”

“To get your bathing suit of course!” He looked back and smiled.

The two of you reached a store.

“Jojo.. I don’t have money for this. What are we doing here?”

“Oh shush y/n. Go in and pick out a new bathing suit! Any one you want!” He held the door open for you as you walked in thanking him.

Immediately a red and navy blue one piece caught your eye, you went over to feel the fabric. Massaging it between your fingers. You were in love.

Jonathan walked up behind you.

“Why don’t you go try it on?” He says as he had one hand on your shoulder

You nodded and head to the dressing room.

Slipping off your lightly colored dress, you slipped the bathing suit on.

It accentuated your body in the right way.

Your chest looked simply Devine, and well for your bottom.. it looked too good to be true.

You waled out

“How is it?” You twirled around

Jonathan sat there in awe at your figure. Something awoke in him as he watched you feel yourself up and down. His cock began to harden, he moved his legs to cover what his hands couldn’t. “It’s beautiful! Do you want it?”

You nodded your head ecstatically.

“Then let’s go check out!”

He hoped by the time you put your dress back in his erection would go down. And for his luck it did! He thanked the gods as he stood up and walked over to the cashier, paying for your bathing suit and then leaving.

You soon arrived back at his home, he instructed you to go change and then you’d both go swimming.

“If you’d like I can change in the bathroom.. you can use my bedroom.”

“Oh Jojo stop it. This is your bedroom. Plus it’s not like you’ve never seen a ladies body before, just turn your back and it’ll be fine.” You said as you began to unbutton the back of your dress. Jonathan took his shirt off then he heard you struggling

“Ugh.. Jojo.. would you help me unbutton these last 3. I can’t seem to reach them.” You demonstrated as you looked back at him

“Oh- of course Y/n.” The thoughts from earlier racing through his head all over again

His erection began to grow and his breath began to fasten, the hot air hitting the back of your neck making you shiver.

“Jojo?”

“Y-yes Y/n..?”

“It’s- poking me..” you looked down at the floor beneath you

“Oh! I’m so sorry! I never experienced this before! I’m so sorry Y/n, I understand if you want to leav-“

You shushed his as you got onto your knees, unzipping his pants

“It’s ok Jojo.. just relax ok? I’ll help you with this and then you and I can focus.”

He nodded “what are you going to do?”

“Make you feel good.” You began pumping his aching cock, taking the tip into your mouth. Your plump lips wrapped around his cock.

“Y-y/n..” his thrust began to pick up “I feel- ugh- y/n.. I’m gonna-“

You pulled away. He whined at the loss of your warmth

“Jojo..” you let your dress and panties fall to the ground “I want to have sex with you. Have you ever done that with someone?”

He shook his head “no.. I haven’t.” His cock twitching “isn’t that wrong.. it’s supposed to be between a man and his wife on their wedding night” he blushed as you began to crawl on his lap. Your soaked Pussy hovering his unclothed cock

“Yea I suppose.. but we’ll get married, won’t we Jojo?” You misses his neck and moved his hand to your breast.

His cock was aching for release

“Are you ready?” You asked as you grabbed his cock and lined it up with your entrance

He nodded

You began to take his cock into your soaked pussy. Both of you moaning out as you did so.

“Oh god.. I didn’t know you were gonna be this big.. Jojo.. fuck~” you waited to adjust to his size. Soon you began lowering yourself more onto him, sinking down completely.

You took his hand and out it on your stomach.

“That’s you jojo.”

This awaken something in him. He grabbed your hips and changed position, cock still in you.

He moved your legs onto his shoulders, keeping one hand on the buldge

He looked at you for consent

You nodded

He began pumping in and out of you

Both of your moans flowed freely.

“Fuck y/n.. you feel so good- mm- so- tight!”

“Fuck Jojo!” You smiled and bit your lip. “I love it! I love your cock, baby!”

His thrust became uneven and erratic

“Fill me jojo! Give me your baby!”

“I will, I will y/n! I love you. Oh my god!!” He moaned out as he came into your womb, painting your walls white.

A knock fell on the door

“Jonathan, father wanted me to get.. you.”

You both gasped, cock still inside of you he hopped up and threw a blanket over the two of you

Dio began to cackle “oh dear.. seems jojo was invested in something else. Looks like you both are wrapped around my finger now.” He laughed as he left the room. Leaving the door wide open

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Buy me a Kofi!☕️

Definitely not required but they do help:)

[jpitha]

Remember that the aliens you make in your Sci-fi stories (not just Deathworlder) are also sapient and made it to space and started their own Federations/Empires/Whatever before humans showed up (unless they didn’t) Give them agency!

Human Devin is taking K’laxi Sren’a on a date around the starbase.

It’s not going well.

Devin walks around grandly with Sren'a trailing behind. "So here we are in the part of the station called "Little Earth" It's called that--"

"Yes, because it's where the humans mostly congregate and it's set to Earth standard gravity and pressure." Devin, my people built this station. I work in gravity maintenance. I know about it." Sren'a looks annoyed, but Devin isn't picking up the cues.

"Oh, well then, let's go to the library, I can show you--"

"Some books? Yeah. We have them too. For thousands of years, actually. Longer than you folks did if I am remembering my history"

"Uhhh, well then how about we go to the gym and play some basketball!"

"I mean, if you want to be dunked on, sure. Do do know I can leap nearly twice as tall as you can right? I'm pretty sure I can dunk from the 3 point line. K'laxi love basketball."

Sren'a stops walking and confronts Devin. "Devin, we're not idiots. I don't know what got into your head to try and show off like this. Sure, your world is larger and you have seasons and your plantlike is poisonous for some weird reason, but that doesn't make you like, smarter than us. We've both been in space a long time."

Devin slumped his shoulders and sighs. "I'm sorry Sren'a. I was just trying so hard to be impressive. I was reading all this stuff about how Earth is different than other worlds and...and thought...you'd be impressed with me."

"Oh Devin..." Sren'a was exasperated. "I agreed to go out with you because we have fun at work, and can talk about lots of things and I...I already like you! You don't have to try and impress me."

"You do?"

"I wouldn't be here if I didn't now would I?" She took his hand. "Come on, one of the things that you humans do well is your movies. I hear we got some new ones down in the theater. Let's go see what's playing."

[mickimagnum]

Devin's Dude Ranch: Episode One (Part Five)

*the camera pans down to follow the last contestant as makes his way toward Devin*

*suddenly, he breaks out into a run, as if eager to reach her*

*when Devin notices, confusion and then alarm pass across her face*

Milo (in diary room): "When I saw Devin and her call that she was looking for love, I knew I had to be here to try to win her heart. She's the type of girl I've always dreamed about. I mean, she's perfect. That's why I'm here. To prove I'm the one for her."

*as he reaches Devin, Milo opens his arms as if to scoop her up before realizing he's gained too much momentum and can't stop in time. He crashes forcefully into Devin, who lets out a surprised yelp, and tumbles backwards*

Milo (crying out, as he's falling forward): "Oh *bleep*! I'm so sorry!"

*Milo lands on top of Devin, catching himself on his hands and knees, just inches above her*

*Devin is too stunned to speak and stares up at him*

Milo (pleadingly): "Devin, I'm so *bleep*ing sorry. I didn't mean to..."

Devin (breathless with a hint of annoyance): "Can you get off me, please?"

Milo: "Yeah, sorry."

*Milo quickly scrambles to his feet*

*he then offers Devin his hand, who takes it somewhat hesitantly*

Milo: "You have to know I would never willingly do anything to hurt you. I'm so sorry. That was just a stupid idea. I never should have...."

*Milo carefully helps Devin to her feet*

Milo, continues: "I just had this vision to running up to you and picking you up and literally sweeping you off your feet..."

Devin (somewhat hotly): "You certainly did the latter."

*he sighs*

Milo: "I know, and I am so sorry."

*Milo gently touches Devin's head and looks into her eyes; his filled with concern*

Milo: "Are you alright? Are you hurt? Do you want me to get the medic?"

*Devin, who has just now gotten a good look at the him for the first time begins to smile for the first time since meeting him*

Devin: "I'm fine. I've survived worse. So what is your name, assailant?"

*Milo chokes out a single chuckle*

Milo: "Milo."

*he smiles weakly*

*Devin seems to shake off whatever hold he had , steps back, and crosses her arms*

Devin: "Well, Milo. While I appreciate your enthusiasm and you being authentically you, how about no more tackling. Can we do that?"

Milo: "Absolutely. Yes. Again, I am so sorry. I didn't mean for it to go down that way. You have to believe me."

Devin (softens): "I do. And I forgive you. Let's just move on like this never happened, okay?"

Milo (softly): "Yes. I would like that."

Milo: "May I have a hug?"

Devin: "Of course."

*the two exchange an awkward hug before Milo slinks into the house*

Devin: "I have to say, out of all the entrances tonight, Milo's was by far the most memorable. I'm definitely going to have a bruise on my *bleep* to remember him by. However, he seemed genuinely apologetic. Definitely awkward and clumsy, but attentive and caring when he realized he messed up. He's also really cute, which doesn't hurt. Again, unlike my backside."

*Venessa rejoins Devin in front of the house*

Venessa: "Well, Devin. You've now met all five contestants. How are you feeling right now? Also, are you alright after were, as you put it, tackled?"

Devin (chuckles): "Yes, I'm fine. And Good! From just the little bit of time I met them, I can see why you all chose them. They all bring something different to the table and there was definitely an attraction there with each of them."

Venessa: "Any early favorites? Anyone you're particularly looking forward to getting more time with later this evening?"

Devin: "Don't do this to me, Venessa. There may be a few, but I don't want to name names just yet."

*Venessa groans in disappointment*

Venessa (playfully): "'Fine, keep your secrets.', as they say. Alright, Devin. Are you ready to go inside, and get this Welcome Home Party started?"

Devin: "Let's do it."

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[mysleeangel]

Swimming through the wired and getting tangled in distractions and forgotten thoughts just to be connected to everyone.

I want to be so pretty, in mmmmmmmmmmmmmm Im ibsessedw with the dream that I can become so beautiful and open my angel wings for you all, you’d think you were waking to bask in my goddess beauty so Devine, and your a loser prom girl in hopes to be blessed before prom and I bless you with a bucket of pigs blood dumped all over you. It’s not malicious, the same thing would have happened to me if th rolls were reversed. To be honest I was shocked I had pigs blood in the first place. Instead of a goddess blessing you with beauty she dumps blood on your dress and face like Carrie or whatever.

But I’m not a goddess or a mean goddess who humiliates people, I’m a dissociating wad of gum shoved underneath bleachers after a game.

I just wanna be so pretty so pretty so pretty so pretty I have to be the prettiest angel ever so no one will stop loving me.

[livingfictional]

Hiii

I wanted to check if I could do a request for a matchup with RDR2!

I am 19, straight, afab and still identify as such.

My hobbies include such things as gaming, going on walks, baking and I’ve gotten more and more into literature the older I’ve gotten. ( I read mostly things like the Edda, the Devine comedy and hp lovecraft) on top of that I collect things like rocks, vintage jewellery etc. I am also a bit of a history buff:)

I like nature in general and music of most sorts (love Sinatra and the smiths tho), I do also love exploring things and once again just collecting little things.

I am a bit of an ambivert so I do get overwhelmed at times in public situations and such and overall one of the few things I have a hard time with/ dislike is feeling smothered socially.

Personality wise I am very caring and I do take on a little to much at times when it comes to others concerns or problems. I can act pretty stoic at times yet I’m pretty easy to read as long as u know me a little. I am also quick to judge at times and it can be hard to change my mind about people for example, that doesn’t stop me from trying to give everyone at least one chance tho. I often act easy going yet I still overthink quite a bit. I’m more on the quiet side but once u get me talking about a subject I care about or in a comfortable atmosphere I can go on for hours

Hope u r doing well and thank u if u decide to write it<3

No need to thank me, it was very nice writing for you I hope you like it <3

I match you up with… Charles!

Charles is quite a stoic person, he’d be the perfect person for you.

He’s good at reading people, quick to noice when you’re feeling overwhelmed or unwell. If you’re in public he will just rest his hand on your back, reminding you that he’s here.

Would love if you could accompany him on walks when he’s got free time. Just enjoying the nature and each others company.

He’s always interested in what you’ve got to say, attentive and asks a lot of questions.

With whatever money he saves he will get you nice things, like jewelry he thinks you’ll like. You deserve all of that and the joy in your eyes is more than enough for him to consider it worth it.

Quiet nights after everyone has gone to bed are his favorite, just you and him relaxing and talking. As much as he appreciates most people in camp, your company is the one he actually craves.

No one understands him like you do, you’re his everything.

[daxwritesstories]

College AU Part 10: i fucked her friend

Content warning: sexist language

Scene 1: Headfirst Slide Into Cooperstown on a Bad Bet

(Scene title by Fall Out Boy)

INT. Study room - Afternoon

Devin and Connor are sitting at a table together. Connor is reading a textbook and Devin is reading over his notes.

Connor glances at Devin and then dramatically closes his textbook.

CONNOR: I'm bored.

Devin looks up from his notes and sighs.

DEVIN: Yeah, me too.

Connor glances past Devin and nods at another table.

CONNOR: Bet you twenty bucks you can't get any of those girls over there to give you their number.

Devin turns around to look in the direction Connor was nodding.

We cut to a shot of the other table. Vir, Arabella, Laura, Sky, and Halo are all sitting there together, working on different homework.

Devin turns back around.

DEVIN: Hell no. Twenty ain't enough.

CONNOR: Fifty?

Devin looks at the other table again, and then back to Connor. He sighs in annoyance.

DEVIN: I'm gonna regret this.

Devin stands up and walks over to the girls' table. Connor just smirks as he watches him.

Since Vir is sitting the closest, Devin approaches her.

DEVIN: Hey, gorgeous–

Vir puts her hand up, cutting him off. She doesn't even look up from her book when she responds.

VIR: I'm a lesbian.

DEVIN: O...kay.

Devin looks at Laura instead, taking in a breath to speak. Laura doesn't let him though.

LAURA: I'm also a lesbian. And this girl's mine.

Laura wraps her arms around Sky and pulls her close. Sky blushes hard, staring down at the table.

DEVIN: Oh. Um... are any of you not lesbians?

ARABELLA: I'm not but I'll stab you if you try anything.

Devin looks taken aback but he manages to shake it off. He then points at Halo.

DEVIN: What about–

ARABELLA: She's got a boyfriend.

Halo giggles and shakes her head.

HALO: You guys are mean.

Just then, Connor walks up to the table.

CONNOR: Is this guy bothering you?

DEVIN: Oh, fuck off. Whatever. Have your fifty bucks.

VIR: Was this a bet?

CONNOR: Yeah. Fifty bucks says he can't get any of your phone numbers. Looks like I win.

Vir and Halo immediately look at each other. They smile when they make eye contact. Then Vir talks to the boys again.

VIR: What about if we give you our friend's number? Does that count?

Connor smiles and hits Devin's arm.

CONNOR: Look at that! The girls are backing you up! Alright. If you ladies do that, then he only owes me twenty-five.

DEVIN: Won't your friend be mad if some random guy starts texting her?

ARABELLA: No. She loves making friends.

Laura and Halo both snicker. Vir rips a piece of paper from Laura's notebook and grabs one of the stray pens on the table. She quickly writes down a phone number and slides it over to Devin.

VIR: Here you go. Have fun.

Devin looks a bit suspicious of the way the girls are acting, but he takes the paper anyway.

CONNOR: Thanks, ladies!

DEVIN: Have a good afternoon.

Connor and Devin turn around to walk back to their table.

CONNOR: So? You gonna call her?

DEVIN: No. She's probably crazy. Or it's a prank number.

Connor snatches the paper from Devin's hand.

CONNOR: If you don't then I will.

Scene 2: Roses

(Scene title by SAINt JHN)

INT. Boy's dorm hallway - Afternoon

Ace opens the door to his dorm, about to walk into the hall. He stops right away though, almost stepping on a large bouquet of flowers in a ceramic vase.

Curious, Ace bends down and examines them. He finds a note in the flowers and picks it up to read it.

The note says "Thanks for the lesson, but I might need to be taught it again... Have a great day, gorgeous. Love, Cyra".

Ace frowns and then crumples the note in his hand. His gaze wanders aimlessly, thinking about something.

Scene 3: Toxicity

(Scene title by System of a Down)

INT. Band practice room - Evening

Cyra, Erik, and Rhett are practicing a Ghost song. During one of the verses, Cyra stops singing the lyrics, humming instead. Erik stops playing guitar and makes a frustrated noise. Rhett stops too.

ERIK: Really, Cyra?

CYRA: What?

ERIK: That's, like, the third time you skipped that part! Did you even try to memorize the lyrics?

CYRA: Honestly, no, I didn't.

ERIK: Yeah, I can fucking tell.

CYRA: The song sucks! I didn't wanna keep listening to it over and over again.

ERIK: Oh, fuck you!

CYRA: Why are we even doing Ghost? I thought you wanted us to be a "metal" band.

Cyra says the word "metal" in a mocking tone.

ERIK: Ghost is metal.

CYRA: Ghost is metal for people who don't like metal.

ERIK: Well then we should stop doing Volbeat, if that's how you feel.

CYRA: No, that's how you feel! You're the one who's so obsessed with being genre-correct.

Rhett watches the two argue, looking unamused.

ERIK: This is my fucking band, Cyra! I get to make the decisions, you don't.

CYRA: Oh really? Who was the one who got us our gig for this weekend? Our first real gig, I might add.

ERIK: That doesn't mean shit! Just because you have your stupid rich-girl connections doesn't make you better than me.

CYRA: Don't fucking call me that!

ERIK: Why not? It's what you are. A dumb rich girl.

Cyra curls her hands into fists and stomps at Erik.

CYRA: You're gonna regret saying that.

RHETT: Okay, one of you needs to leave so you both can cool down.

CYRA: I'm not leaving.

ERIK: I'll leave. I need to go smoke.

Erik puts his guitar on the stand and walks over to his bag.

CYRA: You better stay out there for a while.

Erik holds up his middle finger as he throws his bag over his shoulder with his other hand.

CYRA: I'll fuck you up!

ERIK: I'd like to see you try.

Erik walks out of the room, slamming the door behind him. Cyra huffs and turns to talk to Rhett.

CYRA: How do you deal with him? He's such a fuckin' princess.

Rhett shrugs.

RHETT: He's just passionate. Sometimes a little too passionate.

CYRA: That's putting it nicely...

Cyra stares at the door for a moment, calming down a bit. Then she looks at Rhett again, who's fiddling with his drumsticks.

Getting an idea, Cyra confidently walks over to the drum set. Rhett pulls his arms back in surprise when Cyra steps in front of him and sits on his lap. Cyra turns her head to talk to him.

CYRA: Can you still play like this?

RHETT: Probably.

CYRA: Show me.

Rhett reaches around Cyra and starts playing a drum beat. Despite having to hold his arms at an awkward angle, he manages to play just fine. Cyra smiles at him.

CYRA: Cool! We could do this as a stage trick.

Cyra leans back against Rhett as he plays, pressing her body against him. She wraps a hand around the back of his head, grabbing his hair.

CYRA: I would have no problem singing like this, so I'm sure we could pull it off.

Rhett stops playing and holds both of the drumsticks in one hand.

RHETT: You're hot.

CYRA: You're hot.

Rhett wraps his free arm around Cyra's waist.

RHETT: I already know Erik will hate this idea.

CYRA: He's not the boss of me. And if he was smart he'd listen to me. I can take this band places.

RHETT: Hm.

CYRA: No? Not impressed?

Rhett slides his hand under Cyra's shirt.

RHETT: Not quite yet. We haven't even done our first show with you yet.

CYRA: What do I have to do to impress you?

Cyra's tone has changed to a more flirtatious voice. Rhett snickers.

RHETT: I should be asking you what you'll do to impress me.

Cyra smiles, caught off guard in a good way.

Scene 4: Don't You Know Who I Think I Am?

(Scene title by Fall Out Boy)

EXT. Courtyard - Noon

Cyra and Connor are sitting on one of the benches, sharing a large bowl of fries.

Erik steps out into the courtyard and looks around. As soon as he spots Cyra, he stomps over to where she's sitting. He sounds pissed when he talks.

ERIK: You fucked my drummer?!

CYRA: No. I fucked our drummer.

Connor starts laughing and Erik glares at him.

CYRA: You can join us next time if you want in.

ERIK: You're a fucking skank!

CONNOR: Whoa...

CYRA: Call me whatever you want. I don't care anymore.

ERIK: This is why I didn't want a girl in the band. You're just causing unnecessary drama.

CYRA: You're the one taking it personally. Why do you care who Rhett sleeps with?

ERIK: You should never fuck your band members. That's, like, rule number one.

CYRA: I'm sorry, I didn't know there was a fucking rule book for being in a band.

ERIK: They're called "social nuances", which you obviously know nothing about.

CYRA: Yeah, well there was nothing "nuanced" about the way he was pounding my brains out.

Connor bursts into laughter. Erik glares daggers at Cyra.

ERIK: You know what? Fuck this! We can't even have one conversation without you acting like a disgusting whore!

Cyra holds her middle finger up at Erik, who responds by flipping her off with both hands. He starts backing away, keeping his hands in the air.

ERIK: Fuck you, dirty fucking slut!

Cyra just sticks her tongue out before Erik turns around and leaves.

CONNOR: Wow! That escalated fast.

Cyra sighs.

CYRA: He's so fucking stuck-up. He has to have everything his way.

CONNOR: I kind of want him to rail me.

CYRA: Same.

Cyra and Connor both laugh and high-five each other.

CONNOR: Oh, speaking of people who I want to rail me, your friends gave my roommate your number as a joke yesterday.

Cyra gives Connor a confused look.

CYRA: Who's your roommate?

CONNOR: His name's Devin. He's, like, a gym rat with lots of tattoos. Looks like he could be on Jersey Shore.

CYRA: No fucking way.

CONNOR: Yeah, that was my reaction when I met him.

CYRA: Why did my friends give him my number? I hate guys like that.

CONNOR: No idea. Maybe they wanted you to scare him off since he was hitting on all of them. I didn't even know it was your number until I tried putting it in my phone and it was already there.

Cyra laughs.

CYRA: Which of my friends was he hitting on?

CONNOR: Ah, fuck. I didn't catch any of their names. Two of them were lesbians, one of them threatened to kill him–

CYRA: That was definitely Arabella. She tries to fight every man she meets.

Connor laughs.

CYRA: Did one of the lesbians have green eyes and short, curly hair?

CONNOR: Yes.

CYRA: That's Vir. What did the other one look like?

CONNOR: Uh... Cute black girl with red hair. She was with a cute white girl who she said was her girlfriend.

CYRA: Oh! Laura! Yeah, she and Sky aren't officially dating but there's definitely something going on between them.

CONNOR: Cute. There was one more girl too. She also had red hair but it was a more natural red than Laura's.

CYRA: Halo. She probably said she had a boyfriend.

CONNOR: Yeah, she did. So anyway, I'm trying to convince Devin to call you but he won't do it.

CYRA: Did you tell him I'm hot?

CONNOR: I don't want him to know that I know you. It'll be funnier that way.

Cyra laughs.

CYRA: Well, if you can't convince him just steal his phone and text me from it. Make sure it's extra gross so I can pretend to be mad.

CONNOR: You understand me so well.

Cyra laughs again.

Scene 5: i fucked her friend

(Scene title by kets4eki)

INT. Cyra & Celia's dorm - Night

Celia is sitting on her bed, reading manga. She is alone in the dorm.

There is a knock at the door. Celia puts down the manga and gets up to answer it.

When she opens the door we see Ace standing there, examining his nails.

CELIA: Hi...?

Ace seems surprised that someone else answered the door.

ACE: Hey. Is Cyra here?

CELIA: No. She's... actually I don't know where she is. Are you her friend?

ACE: Uh... yeah. My name's Ace. What's yours, sweetheart?

CELIA: Celia.

Celia nervously brushes her hair behind her ear, blushing a bit. Ace notices but doesn't say anything.

CELIA: Cyra hasn't mentioned anyone named Ace.

ACE: Interesting. Well, I really need to talk to her. Would you mind if I came in and waited for her?

CELIA: Mm... I don't really know you...

ACE: Would you like to?

Celia blushes again and looks down at the floor, trying to hide it. Ace smiles and gently places his thumb and index finger under Celia's chin, forcing her to look up again.

ACE: Are you blushing?

Ace leans closer, just inches away from Celia's face, looking her directly in the eyes.

ACE: You are blushing! Wow, I didn't know Cyra had such adorable friends.

CELIA: Uh– um...

Ace giggles.

ACE: Do I have you speechless already?

Ace lets his hand fall to Celia's neck, lightly dragging his nails on her skin on the way. He then hooks a finger under her leather collar. Celia gasps when he tugs on it.

ACE: Do you have a boyfriend?

CELIA: No...

ACE: A girlfriend?

Celia shakes her head.

ACE: Do you just wear this for show then? Or... are you hoping someone might come along and tug on it?

Ace pulls on the collar again, this time a lot harder. Celia whines as she's forced to take a step closer to Ace. He keeps his finger under her collar, towering over her.

ACE: I'm guessing the latter, right?

Celia nods, staring up at Ace with wide eyes.

ACE: Mm... What a good girl.

That makes Celia melt under Ace's grasp, her posture slouching a bit. Ace quickly closes the gap between them, kissing Celia. She kisses back, shutting her eyes and sighing.

When Ace breaks the kiss, he leans in to whisper in Celia's ear.

ACE (whispering): Let me in.

Celia whimpers and nods.

We cut to some time later. Celia is sitting on her bed, leaning against the wall with the blanket wrapped around her. Ace is there too. He's sitting on the edge of the bed putting his boots back on.

ACE: Well, I guess Cyra isn't coming back anytime soon.

Celia shrugs.

CELIA: Sometimes she's out all night.

Ace giggles.

ACE: Well, it's okay. That was fun~

Celia blushes and hides her face behind the blanket.

Once Ace finishes lacing up his shoes, he stands up and walks over to the door. Just as he's about to open it though, Cyra opens the door. They almost walk into each other.

ACE: Oh, perfect timing! I was just leaving.

Ace walks past Cyra and out into the hallway.

CYRA: What–

Cyra looks at Celia and realizes what happened. Her eyes widen and her jaw drops, looking at Ace in anger and disbelief. She quickly closes the door again.

INT. Girl's dorm hallway - Night

CYRA: What the fuck?!

ACE: What?

CYRA: Did you just–

ACE: Yeah.

Ace folds his arms.

CYRA: What the hell? I buy you flowers and a bunch of designer clothes and this is how you thank me? By fucking my ex?

Ace laughs.

ACE: That was your ex? Oh, this is better than I thought!

Cyra just stares at him in shock. Ace rolls his eyes.

ACE: Cyra, I already told you that you're not my type and I'm not interested. Your friends are pretty nice though.

Ace punctuates his sentence with a giggle. He then flips his hair over his shoulder and struts past Cyra, who is left speechless.

ACE: Bye~

Cyra watches Ace leave, jaw practically on the floor. After a long moment, she frowns and quickly turns to the side. She punches the wall with the side of her fist.

CYRA: Fuck!