#like you can't tell me she's not the only one who can put him in his place

[teaboot]

One time my mom took me to a hibachi grill with a bunch of her friends and if you've never been to a hibachi grill basically the draw is that theres a bunch of interactive performance stuff done by the cook who cooks for you at your table, and one of the tricks they did at this one was take a squeeze bottle full of liquor and shoot it into your mouth across the table (with permission)

And now at our table my mom explained this because it was my first time going, and she wanted to make sure to warn me it was liquor because she knows I don't drink- she just said "if he offers to shoot at your mouth, say no because it's alcohol".

And so the chef does his thing and it's all very impressive, but the time does come where he pulls out this squeeze bottle of booze and asks me if I wanna try

I of course say no, because I really don't do alcohol, so he moves on to someone else

And I watch, and slowly come to understand that this is some sort of game, because once someone is drinking from the continuous flow the chef starts counting "ONE! TWO! THREE!"

I realize that we're trying to see who can keep drinking the liquor from three feet away without choking or spilling, and its a bummer cause i kinda wanna try and I CAN'T

But he goes around the table with everyone there, and I think my mom makes it to three, one friend makes it to five, I think my brother got to three as well, and he comes back to me

And I'm REALLY bummed out now but I will not drink alcohol, so I sort of sadly repeat that I can't when he pulls out a SECOND BOTTLE and grins and goes "juice?"

And Im like FUCK YEAH LET'S GO and I'm a bit worried he's gonna spray it into my eye or something but he doesn't, it hits me right at the back of the throat, and I start drinking while the whole fucking table counts "ONE! TWO! THREE!"

And like

It just sorta

Kept going?

And Im looking at the chef and he starts freaking out by the time we get to six, and at around seven I kinda start looking around and my auntie is staring back in shock, my brother is laughing his ass off and my mom has her face in her hands

And then at like nine or ten it gets like. Super tense and quiet, and only the chef is still counting

And I guess it got too much for even him cause we're at eleven and I don't believe in quitting early and it is almost painful how awkward it's getting

So he cuts me off at twelve and raises his hands in the air and everyone else cheers and claps like a dumb movie

and I just sit back in my seat to look back at my mother staring at me surrounded by everyone she knows, bright fucking red in the face and choking with honest to god tears in her eyes and she puts her face back in her palms and starts chanting "I don't want to know. I don't want to know. I don't want to know"

So I give her the biggest, proudest grin and tell her, "I won."

So now every time something suggestive happens in a movie, or in conversation, or something shocking happens around us and she goes to jokingly cover my ears, I just ask her, "Remember when I won?" And she goes face-down and groans, because I know EXACTLY how she thinks I trained to develop that particular skill and she HATES knowing that about me

The truth is though, I'm a whole ass 28 year old virgin. I've never so much as kissed anyone in my life. I had no idea I could do that trick until that exact moment

But she doesn't know that, and I'm never gonna tell her

[suhtorus]

first day.

fluff‐parents au. ₊˚⊹ ᰔ preschool teacher!nanami. our little sunshines go to school ! for more info/context, read nanami's part in the masterlist :)

little sunshines au

nanami stands by the gates, observing and greeting everyone with a smooth 'good morning'. he's already making mental notes about each kid, their behavior during drop-off, and who their parents and siblings are.

there are lots of new faces, but most of these new alumni are related to kids he's already familiar with.

he sees the gojo sons walk in with matching 'Nemo' backpacks, and the youngest, with his red-rimmed eyes, clutches his brother's hand tightly.

a crier, he notes.

but before he can keep watching them, he feels a little one hug his legs with all their might.

"nanamin! meet my babies!"

with a small smile and raised brows, nanami crouches down to yuuji's height. he notices a boy and a girl who look incredibly alike, staring at him with curious eyes.

"hello." he waves at the twins before turning back to yuuji. "are they your cousins?"

"they're my babies!" little yuuji yells excitedly, running over to the kids and grabbing the girl's hand. "uncle 'kuna says I'm not their uncle! but I am! and-and cho–"

"good morning." megumi greets nanami politely, interrupting yuuji's rambling. he has a small girl holding his hand—his younger sister, nanami recalls as megumi pecks the top of her head. "my baby."

nanami can't help but let out a chuckle. "oh? you come with a baby of your own, too?"

the itadori twins can't keep their eyes off of the zenin toddler, the extroverted girl already showing them the glittery nail polish on her fingernails.

"why don't we put those backpacks away?"

nanami faintly hears the geto twins chatting with tsumiki right outside their classroom while the gojo kids chat between themselves. and after realizing he has almost the entire preschool surrounding him, he rises back to his full height and offers them a gentle smile.

and that's how nanami kento starts his day, with a small army of kids that look like baby ducks following after him.

ten minutes earlier.

GOJO FAMILY

"why is he cryin'?"

your five-year-old tilted his head in confusion while your youngest clung onto you desperately, his wails catching the other kids' attention and threatening to start a chorus of crying children.

"baby, mama promises you'll be veeeeery happy at school." you wiped his tears, smiling and ignoring the lump in your throat. "you're gonna make new friends, you're gonna play, eat yummy food. and when I come back, you'll tell me aaaall about it!"

you were met with a pout and baby blue eyes staring pleadingly at you. so you decided to try a different approach.

"let's make a deal." you grabbed his hands and pressed a soft kiss in his palms. "if you stay here and behave like the good boy you are, I promise to take you to the aquarium."

he perked up instantly, even with his little chest heaving with hiccups. "fishies?"

"yup, we can go see the fishies."

without a second thought, your son wiggled out of your grasp and walked away, only waving his little hand behind him as he joined his brother.

"buh-bye!"

ZENIN FAMILY

"daddy?" your daughter's eyes met your husband's in a classic puppy eyes look. "go with me?"

"no, princess." he brushed her soft hair, his voice surprisingly tender while he crouched down to her eye level. "daddy can't go with you."

she remained silent, playing with the fabric of his shirt between her little fingers as she seemed to be pondering what to do next. your husband braced himself for the tantrum that for sure would follow, something he learned to expect when she didn't get her way.

"okie. bye, daddy!"

his jaw dropped and he swears he could feel his heart break.

ITADORI FAMILY

"nanamin is the best teacher!" sukuna found it both impressive and irritating how yuuji could talk about everything and anything. even as he struggled to climb down the car and put his gigantic backpack on, he wouldn't stop talking. "we dwaw a lot, and we... and we, uhhh, we use cwayons. and we–"

"colors!"

your son yelled excitedly, his cheeky smile making him look like an exact mini version of sukuna.

"nami?" your daughter tried the name on her tongue while allowing you to guide her to the gates. her eyes watched yuuji rush to a man, and it clicked instantly. "nami..."

"someone has a crush already~" you murmured towards your husband, gushing over the interaction of your little girl and the kind teacher welcoming them.

but sukuna had already made up his mind.

"fuck no."

GETO FAMILY

"I don't want him to go to school."

your husband's sudden words made the three of you turn to look at him. each twin had their hand on yours while suguru had the baby attached to his chest thanks to the baby carrier.

"like, ever." suguru continued, patting the baby's tummy and smiling proudly. "I'll teach him everything he needs to know, and he'll be my pupil."

and at that moment, your son's face scrunched up in disgust, bursting into a crying fit five seconds later.

"I don't think he agrees."

[lovely-parasite-04]

Iced Coffee, Detective?

Agnes!Agatha Harkness x Fem!Reader

Prologue of ?

SUMMARY: One of the victims of Westview goes a little further than everyone else to be nice to the town hero, Agatha Harkness, or Detective Agnes O'Connor. She doesn't know what she's getting into when the Detective asks her to come in for "further questioning."

WARNINGS: Mention of murder (its only like a sentence), Agatha being Agatha

NOTE: This is mostly experimental because I hardly ever write and when I do, it never sees the light of day. However, I am In Love with Agatha, and I never see anyone write much about when she was under Wanda's spell. The experimental part is that this is meant to be comical and reader doesn't immediately start out with a big fat crush on Madame Harkness. It's also more on the simple side in terms of plot. I'm posting this first little bit to see how people enjoy it, and if it gets a lot of attention, I'll try to write more.

"Large Americano for Agnes?" I shout from my corner behind the counter, swiftly setting the paper cup down as I see the familiar brunette make her way towards me. I turn to begin making another order, but stay put to ask the older woman, "Any new cases, detective? I heard you on the phone over there talking about a lot of work to get back to. "

Agnes (Agatha) takes a large sip of her iced coffee, testing the flavor and swallowing, before responding with, "I'm not supposed to talk about the investigation and I don't entertain rumors about how the victim passed." She barely made eye contact with me, but I'm shocked she didn't immediately leave after receiving her order. She is usually in a hurry to get her coffee and go.

"Oh... of course. Sorry." I have no idea what she heard me say, because I didn't mention anything about a victim. I know I don't necessarily have to play along with her delusions like I do; most people simply tell her to have a nice day and direct her towards the door, but I can't help but be fascinated by what she is going through.

Seeing it from the outside, anyway.

I was among the rest of Westview during the Scarlet Witch's spell. Just the thought of it sends a shiver down my spine. Losing control of everything but your mind can be terrifying, wanting to say something but saying something else. Being frozen in time until you were needed for a plot point for a completely deranged woman. Losing track of time and wondering if it will ever end.

Agatha Harkness had been a town hero, stopping Wanda Maxifmoff and freeing everyone in Westview. But now she was stuck in the same spell with no end in sight.

Her Nosy Neighbor character lasted for about 2 years and everything seemed to be normal. She would gossip with her closest neighbors and those who volunteered to check in on her and bring her groceries, and she pretty much kept to herself. However, her characters have started to derail into different "genres". The first shift the town noticed was around Christmas last year. She seemed to be acting out a Hallmark movie, following around this one guy while pretending she was just bumping into him and trying to show him the "true meaning of Christmas."

It was funnier to watch than any actual Hallmark movie I had ever seen. The guy was married with a family, and continued to tell Agatha as such until she shifted again. That was when I made the observation that in Agatha's delusions, she doesn't always hear exactly what we say. It's like her brain can't comprehend anything that doesn't fit the little world she's made, so it makes something else up entirely for her to play off of.

I'm also convinced that she is controlling her delusions now. Maybe not intentionally, but I no longer see the hold Wanda had over her. Maybe this spell that Agatha is under is different from ours. She has no control of her mind. We only had control of our minds.

I feel bad for her, and I'm really intrigued by her as a person in general - I mean she's a fucking witch from 1690's Salem - so I steal any chance I get to talk to her. It helps that she is a regular at the coffee shop I work at.

Back in the moment, I need to move to the other end of the counter to finish this new order, and I'm positive she'll walk away once I do. I simply say, "Have a nice day!" And start to step away when she surprises me again.

"You knew her, huh?" Holding the coffee close to her chest and mouthing at a straw she slipped in while I was lost in thought. She follows me around the counter, not bothering to mutter anything to the other customers she runs into along the way. Her whole focus is on me.

"I...knew who?"

She heard me that time, giving me the full name of someone I'd never heard of before.

"Oh, her? Yea. Yea, me and her go way back."

  I'm a sucker for improv, okay? What's the harm? Even if she found out I was lying, she can't hurt me. She lost all her magic. Right?

"If you don't mind, I'd like you to come with me back to the prescient, so I can ask you a few questions about the girl and the nights leading up to her death."

Well, fuck. My boss would never let me leave for this. A real cop, sure. The town cook? Absolutely not. "I'm sorry, detective O'Connor, I'd have to wait until I get off work."

"Relax, hon." She said condescendingly "Let's just wait until you get off work -" What a great and completely original idea, Agatha. "I'll give you my card and you give me a call later today, okay?"

She proceeds to hand me an index card with the name Wanda gave her, Detective Agnes O'Connor, above a phone number. On the back is her house address. All handwritten.

  Bless her heart.

  "Okay- I hope you don't hand these out to everyone..." The last part was more of an outside thought, and thankfully Agatha didn't seem to hear it anyway, waving over her shoulder and exiting.

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[goldenkiwistyles]

Relax LN4

Playboy!lando x innocent!eeader

Warnings: alcohol consumption, smoking. Sexual content, loss of virginity

The loud music made Y/N's head pound. She needed to get out of here. She didn't know how her best friend had managed to drag her away from her books to some new years eve party. Oh, how Y/N wished she was at home curled up reading a book.

Trying to find some peace and quiet, she ventured upstairs, hoping she could find a quiet bathroom to hide in until her friend was ready to leave. She opened the first door opposite the landing only to find a couple drunkenly making out. Panicked, she slammed the door shut, opening a door to the left and finding an empty bedroom. Curiosity getting the better of her, she wandered in.

The room looked lived in; a few empty beer bottles were scattered on the floor, and the bed was unmade, which made the room feel strangely inviting. The shelves on the wall were lined with trophies, catching her attention. Y/n moved deeper into the room, examining all the trophies, lost in her own world. 

"What are you doing in here?"

The girl jumped, turning around to be met with a tall, dark, curly-haired man leaning against the doorway, smirking, beer in hand. She knew exactly who he was.

Lando Norris. His reputation as a playboy preceded him.

"Well, I asked you a question."

His tone wasn't harsh, but it made her flinch.

"Sorry Lando, I was looking for the bathroom. I just wanted some peace and quiet."

Lando's smirk grew as he stalked closer to y/n, taking a sip off his beer.

"You're not exactly in the right place for some peace and quiet."

Y/n didn't know what to say, so she just watched the man as he threw himself onto the bed, grabbing a pack of cigarettes. He pulled one out, lighting it with a lighter from his pocket before offering the box to Y/n.

"Want one? It will help you relax."

Y/n didn't know if it was because she wanted to impress Lando or if it was something else, but she found herself nodding even though she didn't smoke. The male beckoned her closer, sticking a new cigarette in her mouth before lighting it for her. Unsure what to do, she took a big puff of smoke, the bitter taste burning her throat and causing her to cough.

Lando giggled, making her cheeks redden with embarrassment.

"Instead of inhaling deeply right away, take small, shallow puffs to get used to the sensation, darling."

The pair sit in silence, both quietly sucking on their cigarettes.

"What's your name?"

Y/n looks up to find Lando has already finished his cigarette, putting it out in the ashtray beside his bed.

"Y/n."

He takes a swig of his beer before replying. "Pretty name, Darling."

What a flirt she thought.

"You can come sit on the bed if you want." Awkwardly she sat on the edge of his bed, squealing when he pulled her beside him.

"That's better. Don't have to be so far away, darling."

Y/n was still feeling tense, and Lando could tell, so he held his beer out, hoping that would loosen her up a bit.

"I don't drink."

Lando doesn't push her, instead making another proposition. Gently he places his hand on the inside of her thigh, drawing small circles.

"I can help you relax in another way."

"How"

He presses a gentle kiss to her neck. "I'll make you cum."

"What?" Y/n freezes in shock. She knew exactly what he meant but she had never had an orgasm. Not even from her own hand.

"You heard me. I'll give you as many orgasms as you like."

She pulls away slightly embarrassed. "I've never came before."

Lando can't say he's shocked considering she looks completely innocent besides from the tiny fucking dress she's wearing that he's been picturing on the floor since he first caught her in his room.

He pulls her back so she's sat in his lap facing away from him.

"I can help you if you want. All you have to do is ask." Y/n can feel her panties getting wet as he presses feather light kisses to her neck.

"Please Lando"

He smirks. "Please what?"

"Please fuck me."

That's all it takes for Lando to tilt her head up, connecting their lips in a desperate, messy kiss.

He breaks away leaving her panting as he starts sucking dark hickeys onto her neck. His left hand slowly makes its way up her thigh, pushing her panties out the way and rubbing harsh circles on her cilt.

"Fuck baby your soaked." He continues his assault on her cilt until she is a moaning mess on top off him.

"Lan I think I'm gonna cum." Just as y/ns about to fall over the ege he removes his finger, making her groan.

"Patience Darling." Slowly he removes her underwear and dress, throwing them in a pile on the floor. He lays her down on the bed, climbing on top of her. Starting at her lips he leaves a trail of kisses down her body, pausing to suck her nipples into his mouth, before continuing down to her naval. Lando lies down so he is eye level with her dripping pussy."

"You going to be a good girl darling?"

She nod causing Lando to hum in annoyance.

"Words." "Yes Lando."

"Good Girl." Y/n barley had time to settle before he sucked her cilt into his mouth, making her moan and grab his hair in pleasure. Felling desperate she pushes his head deeper. Lando's tongue flicks her cilt a few times before lightly closing his teeth around it, giving it a small nip.

A gasp escapes her lips as his tongue circles her tight hole before pushing in.

"Fuck please don't stop Lan. I'm getting close."

His fingers found her cilt again as he fucked her with his tongue bring her closer and closer to her peak.

Lando lets out a pornographic moan as she clenches down on his tongue, soaking it in his juices.

"Holy shit." Y/n pushes his head away her cilt throbbing from the overstimulation and pulls him up, connecting there lips. Lando starts rutting his erection against the mattress, desperate for some relief.

Y/n breaks the kiss, the taste of her making her moan in delight.

"Fuck baby please can I fuck you with my cock." Lando Is practically whining.

Y/n hesitates for a second not quite sure if she's ready for Lando to take her virginity but one look at the desperate look on his face convinces her.

"Please."

Frantically Lando strips before giving his leaking cock a few harsh tugs and lining up with her enterance.

"Are you sure darling. This is going to hurt."

"I'm sure."

" Taking a deep breath he pushes forward, her walls sucking him in inch by inch. The feeling almost making him cum on the spot. His jaw clenches as he stills, giving a moment to let her adjust to the intrusion. Lando tenderly presses his forehead to hers.

"So damn tight around me darling. Tell me when i can move.

The stretch was pleasurable but painful at the same time causing her to just bite her lip and tell him to move.

He pulls back slightly before easing forward again, setting a slow, gentle pace. The feeling of her hugging his cock is intense, almost overwhelming making him quietly groan.

"How's that darling?"

A soft moan escapes her as she pushes her hips to meet his.

"Faster Lan."

He chuckles at the desperate look on her face, thrusting into her firmly, picking up the pace.

"Fuck your taking me so well." Lando's lips brush against her ear. "So fucking tight."

Her breathing quickens as Lando brings her closer and closer to the brink of her second orgasm.

The room sounds with the dirty sound of her pussy and skin slapping as Lando thrusts in and out relentlessly, her moans growing louder.

"Let me feel you darling. Come on let go for me."

Her walls flutter around his cock as she soaks him in his release causing his hips to stutter as he is sent over the edge.

Carefully he pulls out watching as his cum spill out of her. They quietly clean up and get dressed before heading downstairs just in time for the end of the countdown.

"5."

"4." "3."

"2."

"1."

"Happy New Year."

Lando's lips meet y/n's lips in a searing kiss, knocking all the air out of her lungs.

What a good way to start the new year.

~

This is the first time I've written smut in a long time so please be gentle.

Might make a part 2. :)

[ainnur]

"Pink and Yellow Cover The Pain" -Fanfic

Sumary : After being possesed by Lady Bone Demon, Bai He have white stroke on her hair. She hated how it look because it make her look like old lady and so much like the Bone Demon herself. Then she ask Wukong for help and Wukong help her cover the white hair...

A/N : Soooo Im not really a writer I just wrote this for fun so there will be some mistake. And my english kinda shitty. This base of my au "What Still Frozen au". Character can be Ooc

"Pink and Yellow Cover The Pain " -by Ainnur

"Have you done this before?"

"Nope, I never even touch a hair dye before, can you belive that?"

Hearing that Bai He isn't actually sure how to feel about it. On one hand, she actually scare to let this happend but on other hand, she just doesn't care anymore. What else could Bai He lost? Her hair already demaged real bad because of the Bone Demon and Bai He is forever piss about it.

To put it simple, Bai He loved her hair so much. She loves brushing and styling it however she want and it will look cute. Thanks to her cousin Ayu who always press on how important the hair care is, Bai He able to keep her hair healthy for a long time. Her hair is long like her mother and have a colour of her dad's. What used to be soft and silky beautiful hair now letf dry and kinda dead. No matter what she do, it just seem that she can't bring her old back. She hates that.

Another thing is, being Lady Bone Demon host body left her with ugly white stroke of hair. Not only it make Bai He look like old lady, it make Bai He look like more the Bone Demon herself. Bai He know it just make sense that Bone Demon make Bai He look like be when using her body like a puppet. That old demon bitch... That just make her hated her hair even more and want to get rip of it.. She decide to tell Wukong about it and ask his opinion. He'll understand right? Afterall, he got same white stroke of hair like her. Even he dont understand, he will help her and she just know it. She didnt expect this...

💕

Bai He take a big gulp of water and huff in satisfaction. Right now she at Pigsy's Noddle with Wukong sitting next to her. It's somehow become their little thing to just eating noddle and talk about random things. Bai He enjoy this simple times with Wukong and she always get to eat delicious noddle that Wukong always pay for her. Wukong doesn't seem to mind and Bai He won't complain about it. Why would she? We talk about free food!

Bai He take a look at Wukong who seem lost in thought while waiting for his noddle to cold down. That one thing Bai He notice about Wukong. He always waits for any of his food to cold down. It's not just cold down enough that you can eat the food when is still warm , no, Wukong waited until all the heats is completely gone. Where the enjoyment of that?? But again not like Bai He would say anything about it. If Wukong like his food like that, who is she to judges loudly?

"Umm...you good kid? You kinda looking at me for solid 3 minutes now. Did I have something on my face?" Wukong's voice able to pull Bai He back from her thought.

"No. You're fine Monkey King " Bai He actually double check Wukong's face to make sure of it.

"It's just...." Bai He take few breath try to form a right sentence to tell Wukong. Few seconds pass as Wukong wait for her to tell him whatever she in her mind right now.

"I hate my hair...." Saying that, she get Wukong full attention as he push his bowl of noddle aside wanting to actually hear her.

"I hate what she done to my hair and how it make me look like....Her.. And I just want the damage to be gone." She grab her hair a bit on her palm not actually looking at Wukong as she focus on her hair right now. It's silence for seconds as Wukong try to process what Bai He just tell him.

"Well you can cut it-"

"No" she cut Wukong words fast

"I don't want to cut it.I just...cant..part of with didnt allowed that." Bai He cant actually explain why she didnt want to cut it, she just know she attach to it.

"I just want to 'cover' it like you..." Bai He words stiff while she looking at Wukong this time. Other thing Bai He know about Wukong is that Wukong uses magic thing call glamours or something to hide his real appearance to other. Even from MK. He cover the white stroke of hair using that and make his hair look normal. Bai He is silently jealous of that ability of Wukong because how is that fair? Why he can just look how ever he want with snap of finger and she just cant? Oh how she wish she have the ablity too.

"I get an idea!" Wukong said with smile planning something in his head. Oh boy....

💕.

That bring us to now. Both Bai He and Wukong is walking to her bathroom after Wukong show up next day with big bag full with hair dye. Hair dye .....Why Bai He didn't about that sooner?! Maybe she so stress and that just didnt cross her mind. Bai He was suprise when she saw the bag full with different colours of hair dye boxs for first time when Wukong show up.

"I don't know what colour you prefer so I just bring everything and let you choose " Wukong simply said that and leave Bai He watching him with unbeliveable face. This monkeyyyyyy.

"Well..you like pink, right?" Wukong asks with a smile, holding a box pink hair day in his hand. He right about that, Bai He loves the colour pinks. It's remind her of her cousin who like wearing pink. In other words, pink is pretty colour. Some people would say that pink is not a real colour as it is just shade of red. They were right about that but Bai He doesn't care, It's pretty and that only thing matter. Pink could be lovely colour that bright up the mood but it also can be sickening when it's to much

"Yeah, I want pink" She decide on that with smile. If anything happend it happend and Bai He could not careless. Wukong only respon saying she make a great choice and preparing the dye. While Wukong busy, Bai He want to go through the bag again and that when she notice something is moving inside. "Little monkey!?" Yeah one of Wukong's subject follow Wukong hear in the bag. The little monkey then went to his king and climb on his shoulder. Wukong gigle for a bit and let the little monkey mix the hair dye. "Careful now little one" Wukong remind the monkey. Bai He watching everything with awe and get her attention back to the bag.

Inside of the back she find another colour, yellow. But with specific shade.... It's yellow but not just any yellow, it's have a bit of orange hue in it making it look more golden. It's Wukong type of yellow. Bai He dont know much about colour theory but the colour do remind her of Wukong. This yellow colour bring warm feeling to Bai He. It's provide comfort for Bai He with the bright and fun nature of the colour.

"I want this colour too" Bai He said without thinking. Wukong simply agree with her and Bai He cant help but smile at Wukong. Everything he did right now is for her and she really appreciate it. Colouring her hair with both colour would be fun. But again she didnt want to colour whole head, just the ugly white stroke. Will it look good? They'll find out about that later.

💕

"You sure, you never done this before?" Bai He ask suspicious with Wukong's skill right now. That monkey really tell her that he never dying people hair before but the way Wukong doing staff right now say the opposite.

"Yeahhhhh.....look Im gonna come clean. I watched few video online last night of how to dye hair and tried to do it on my own clone for a bit. " Last night...... Wukong learned to do everything by only a night. Not to mention he just learned it from some video online! Bai He she shouldn't question Wukong ability but to learn something THAT quick is just insane for her.

"Of course and now you're a hairdresser" Bai said sacasticly. Yeah, she bit jealous of that ability, who wouldnt? Wukong just laugh awkwardly at her comment. He so focus on working on Bai He hair with little help from the small monkey to actually say anything as Bai He sit in bathtub.

Bai He herself dont know what Wukong is doing but she trust Wukong completely. Even if everything didnt turn out well she know Wukong would think about something to fix it. Yup, no worry at all. She let Wukong and little monkey pull her hair and wrap it with aluminium foil that Wukong summon using his hair. The smell of hair dye kinda bad and strong.

💕

They have to wait for an hours as the box said. During that time all 3 of them do is watching some random drama from Bai He's phone to kill time. The drama actually good as all of them focus on the phone and not talking at all.

"No offend Monkey King but that women kinda remind me of you" She look at Wukong and back to her phone. The little monkey nod hearing that

"What do you mean?" Wukong raise a eyebrow because that women look nothing like him and many way.

"Both have shitty taste of man" Bai He answers him fast and she can hear Wukong gasping and little monkey cover it mouth.

" ExCuUsE you, I have FINE taste of man"

"Bullshit. You dated Macaque that say everything about you!!"

"Come on! That not fair!" Wukong pout at that. They bicker a bit with Wukong try to defend his pout taste in man and little monkey siding Bai He in this bickering.

After an hour it's finally time to wash off the dye. Wukong let Bai He do it herself as he take a towel for her. Bai He watch the leftover dye going down to the tub's hole. The pink and yellow colour get mix together creating redish-orange colour. Later she that the towel Wukong give her and dry her hair off.

Bai He take deep breath as she preparing herself to look at mirror again. These past few she isnt doing well looking at mirror because she keep seeing HER. There is still cracks from where she punch the mirror. She still remember how worry Wukong is that time and everything was a mess.. Blood dripping from her fist and some stick to broken mirror. It was Wukong who help her treat the wound. But that is another story. Finally after have courage to look at mirror, Bai He eyes go wide seeing her own reflection.

"Sooooo...do you like it,kid?" Wukong ask softly while having little monkey on his shoulder. Bai He take a look at herself again at her broken mirror that she punched. The white hair stroke is now cover with pink and yellow colour. Both colour stand out from her original black hair.

"I..LOVE it!" Bai He is being honest. In her opinion, the colour was great combo and she love how it look so much. Her eyes sparkels as she see no more of white hair. Lady Bone Demon look nothing like her right now. Did Lady Bone Demon have have a sick and cool pink and yell hair stroke? No, she doesn't .

"Thank you so much, Monkey King!!" Bai He said happily as she hugs her mentor hard

"Anytime, kid" Wukong smile and hug her back. She then let go of Wukong and take out her phone fast as want she talking picture with her new hair colour and Wukong. Everything turn out fine and Bai He couldnt be more happy.

END :3

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[maretinelli]

SWEET NIGHT

Lewis Hamilton X Wife!fem!reader

Summary: When the little Hamilton family has a fun night out with their little girl and Roscoe.

Words: 2.8K+

Warnings: Daddy Lewis, Mommy Y/n, mentions of Italy, daughter, cute and just cute things, maybe a suggestive themed ending.

Author: English is not my first language, sorry for any mistakes there may be. And I love Papa Lewis, I could read everything on this topic😭❤️‍🩹 (You can request stories on my profile!)

MASTERLIST

Y/n was in the kitchen, stirring a pan while the soft sound of Italian music filled the room. She liked to put on podcasts, songs and talk to her daughter in Italian, so that the little girl would have her independence in the language. Since with her father's work, the family had to move to Italy.

Mariah sat near the island, absorbed in her coloring book, her small hands quickly coloring the pictures carefully. While Roscoe, lying next to the girl, seemed to be enjoying the peace of the house, his gaze calm and distant, as if he had surrendered to time.

The oldest one talked about her daughter's writing in Italian, giving her tips and telling her what she could use as a basis to write better.

"Mommy, you've explained to me a thousand times how to do this, I already know," Mariah said, shaking her head, still not letting go of her focus on the image.

Y/n smiled, trying to hide her amusement as she turned her food over. "I know, honey. I just wanted to make sure you understood." She walked past her daughter and placed a quick kiss on the girl's wavy hair.

The little girl let out a dramatic sigh, her brow furrowed as she looked at Roscoe, who had his head down, looking dejected. "Why does Roscoe seem so sad lately?"

"Ah, it's because he's getting old and tired, you know? He doesn't have the same energy to play as you do." Y/n adds seasoning to the food she was preparing.

Mariah still had her eyes on the dog as he snored softly in his sleep.

"How old is he, Mom?"

Y/n let out a sincere smile, amused by the seriousness with which the question was asked.

"Oh, I don't know exactly. But when I started dating Dad, Roscoe was already there. So I can't say for sure." Y/n smiles at her daughter, and she smiles back at him with the same smile as her father. "We can ask Dad as soon as he gets here."

Mariah looks at the dog again: "He really does look old." Then she picks up the colored pencil again and starts coloring again. "He must be as old as daddy!"

Y/n laughed, surprised by the comparison, as she dropped the spoon into the pan. Young Hamilton looked at her mother in amusement.

"Well, when Daddy gets home from work, I'll tell him about it!"

Mariah laughed loudly, enjoying the fun moment with her mother, and Roscoe, as always, didn't care much about the family's jokes.

Y/n continued talking to Mariah as she stirred dinner, the words flowing naturally between them.

Little Mariah Hamilton was a perfect mix of her parents, but the traits of Lewis's genetics stood out more, making Y/n remember her husband every time she looked at her daughter's wavy dark hair or when she smiled.

"Have you thought about what you're going to do for your next birthday, Mariah?" Y/n sets the table with plates, glasses and silverware.

"I don't know..." she says thoughtfully, stopping her drawing for a moment. "I'm in doubt between two themes..."

Y/n smiled, looking at her daughter, as she walked over to the stove, where Mariah was sitting on the front counter.

"It's okay, sweetie. We still have time to think."

Just then, the front door opened. The familiar sound of Lewis's footsteps made Mariah's face light up and Y/n cracked a smile. The house was filled with silent anticipation, the family's routine interrupted only by this small daily ritual.

Roscoe, who until then had been quiet next to Mariah, suddenly stood up, his ears pricked up, as if he had sensed his owner's presence. Before Lewis had even fully entered, Roscoe took off, running excitedly towards the entrance.

The girl gave a cry of surprise and laughter, watching the dog running around the house, wagging its tail excitedly.

"Roscoe, you're too excited right now!" Mariah said, laughing loudly, her identical Lewis smile spreading across her face.

Y/n laughed.

"Girls, I'm home!" Lewis called out from the front door as he hung up his car keys. "Hey, Roscoe, how are you, buddy?" Lewis said, his voice soft and caring, reaching down to pet Roscoe, running his hand through the dog's fur affectionately.

Hamilton smelled the wonderful smell coming from the kitchen, and then decided to follow it, knowing that his girls would probably be there making dinner.

"Look there, my girls!" He smiles when he sees Y/n at the stove finishing dinner and Mariah perched on the stool coloring.

Lewis hugs his daughter from behind and kisses her cheek, making her laugh as her father's beard tickles her. Hamilton smiles as he hears the laughter and then looks at his wife, approaching and hugging her.

"How are you guys?" He asks, after giving the woman a quick kiss on the lips.

"We're fine. We were just talking about Mariah's Italian lessons, weren't we, daughter?" Y/n smiled, placing the pan on the table and walking back, while Lewis snaked his hand down to rest on his wife's waist.

"Oh, really? And how are you?" Lewis asks interestedly, looking at his daughter.

"I think it's going well... Today I managed to understand almost everything the teacher said in class, she even colored it in.

Y/n and Lewis exchange an amused look when they hear the 'almost everything' coming from their daughter.

"That's great, sweetie." Lewis walks over to his daughter, kissing the top of her head.

Y/n smiles. "So Mariah..." she begins, crossing her arms over her chest and looking at her daughter in front of her and her husband. "Aren't you going to tell daddy what you said to mommy just now?" She holds back a laugh and Lewis looks at the two of them curiously.

"What have you been up to, Bub?" He drawls, pinching her nose lightly. Making her giggle.

Mariah shrugs a little and sets the pencil aside, turning to see her father's amused face.

"I told you Roscoe is as old as you." She went back to coloring, while Y/n laughed again and Lewis stood there looking at his daughter, a smile appearing on his face and a false indignation.

"You did what?" He asks playfully, starting to tickle his daughter. "I'm not old, just so you know." Mariah laughed out loud.

"It's okay, it's okay...daddy's not old. Just Roscoe" Mariah shouts laughing, making Lewis stop tickling and smile seeing his daughter's face.

"That's much better" He kisses the top of her head and turns to Y/n laughing.

Mariah looks at her mother and makes a discreet gesture with her finger, as if to say that he was just a 'little' old. Y/n holds back a laugh and rolls her eyes.

Everyone knew what a great jokester Mariah could be. But sometimes she outdid herself in her jokes.

"Okay you two. Old or young, dinner is on the table waiting for you" Y/n says and Lewis walks past her, slapping his wife's ass, making her squeal.

"I'm not old, you know," he whispered into his wife's ear, as she smiled sideways and a shiver ran through her body.

Mariah, for her part, struggled to get down from the high chair.

"Hey, honey. Let me help you." Lewis comes and picks up his daughter, giving her a kiss on the cheek and placing her near the table.

After dinner and cleaning up, the little Hamilton family gathered in the great room, along with Roscoe. In the center of the room, a small toy table was surrounded by a likely circle: Lewis, Y/n and even Roscoe, all sitting on the floor, with their knees bent and their gazes focused.

Mariah was in charge, her little face beaming with joy as she poured imaginary tea into the toy mugs. She wore a sparkling tiara on her head, her princess costume creating an extra sparkle in her eyes.

Around her, her parents were dressed in the makeshift costumes she had chosen herself.

The incredible serious Ferrari driver - Lewis, was unrecognizable with a pink princess tiara on his head and fairy wings spread across his back, trying to maintain a serious expression, but the corners of his mouth betrayed his smile.

He looked at his daughter with a fond gleam in his eyes, knowing she had gotten what she wanted, as she always did, but also feeling grateful for these small, adorable moments.

Y/n, on the other hand, had light makeup done by Mariah, her eyes softly colored with shadows and a bit of glitter that her daughter loved to apply. She wore several scarves around her neck, some awkwardly wrapped and others hanging down, and a pair of childish glasses were stuck on her head, over her hair.

Even poor Roscoe had glasses on his doggy face, not really caring about the game, just laying there for Mariah to play with.

Mariah seemed to have her parents wrapped around her finger, as if they were completely at her beck and call, but at the same time, she treated them with such affection and sweetness that it didn't feel like a command, but a desire to share.

"Daddy, do you want some more tea? Mommy, can I get you some cookies?" he asked softly but confidently, knowing they would never say no.

As Mariah continued to serve tea and tell stories, Lewis allowed himself to relax, forgetting for a moment the hectic life he led. He was there, with his family, on a peaceful night, and that was all he really needed.

He laughed lovingly at the way Yin played with their daughter, as if all the worries in the world could wait while they lived in this moment.

"Daddy, do you need more tea?" Mariah asked again, her expression beaming as she held out the toy mug to Lewis, who, with a smile of pure happiness, pretended to take a sip.

"Of course, my princess," he said, his voice soft and caring, and there, in that simple gesture, he realized that he didn't need anything else beyond that little scene, that unconditional love that seemed to fill every corner of the house.

Mariah, with her sparkling tiara and focused expression, poured another imaginary cup of tea for her father, who greeted it with a smile.

When she turned to hand the imaginary cookie to Y/n, she noticed that the cookie toy was almost empty, with only a few pieces visible on the table. With an expression of slight frustration, she raised her hands and said in her childish, determined voice:

"Just a minute, Mommy, I'll get some more cookies!"

Without waiting for a response, she ran excitedly into the room, her little legs making a happy noise as she walked away.

"Our daughter really is amazing, isn't she?" Lewis said with a tender smile, touching her hand.

Y/n looked at him, her eyes shining with affection, and nodded. "She has a unique way of making everything more fun," she replied softly, feeling her heart warm at the moment.

Lewis then leaned towards Y/n, pulling her close and whispering something sweet in her ear. "I still can't believe you're mine," he said with a fond smile, before pulling his wife into a kiss on the lips, affection spreading between them.

Mariah walked into the room with a new toy in her hands, a small, mischievous smile on her face. She placed the toy on the table, crossed her arms with a serious expression, and approached her father, pulling his head back, making him look at her with a confused look.

"Hey, what are you doing, princess?" Lewis asked, laughing, while Y/n also smiled at the funny scene. Mariah held her father's head back gently.

"You can't kiss. Princess Mommy is promised to another prince."

Y/n let out a laugh, and Lewis widened his eyes, pretending to be shocked.

"Hey, what's this? I came first and I conquered first! Princess Mommy is mine," he said playfully, pulling Yin into an awkward hug, nearly knocking over the toys around them.

"Okay... you can have Princess Mommy... but only because you're my Daddy," She said with a chuckle, before jumping towards the table and throwing herself back on the couch, pretending to be defeated.

Y/n smiled at that unique moment, hugging Lewis back, feeling a warmth in her chest. She couldn't imagine living that sweet dream, with the family they had created, when she met Lewis ten years ago. Life had been full of surprises and twists and turns, and that simple, yet perfect moment, was everything she could have wished for.

"I can't help but love this," Y/n whispered, stroking Mariah's hair as the girl played with her teacup again. "I love you guys! So, so much!"

Lewis kissed Y/n's forehead affectionately, still smiling at the funny and loving moment they had just shared.

"I love you too, princess mommy," he said in a soft, loving voice. "And I will win you forever."

Y/n's gaze met his, and for an instant, the entire world seemed to stop, leaving only that moment of pure happiness and familial love.

The mood only dissipated when little Hamilton asked if anyone wanted a biscuit to go with their imaginary tea.

••••••••••••••••••••••••••••

Tea night had long since ended, the house was silent except for the soft sound of music playing in the background.

Y/n was in the living room, picking up the toys scattered around the small makeshift tea table. Roscoe was lying on the carpet, watching her with his tired eyes, as if he understood the serenity of the moment. She smiled at him.

"You're tired, buddy, but you did a great job today. Mariah loves you, you know? I bet she'll want to take you to ballet tomorrow, but you can sleep in a little longer, okay?"

The dog wagged his tail slightly, as if in agreement.

Lewis comes out of the hallway and appears in the living room, bringing with him a smile and a sparkle in his eyes. He comes closer, leaning against the doorframe for a moment, watching Y/n fondly as she finishes putting away her toys.

"She finally fell asleep," he began, walking over to her. "But before she closed her eyes, she said something that made me laugh."

"What's wrong?" Y/n looked curiously.

"She said she was really tired because, and I quote, 'Being a princess is a hard job, Daddy, but someone's gotta do it.'" He laughed, shaking his head. "I think we have a little leader in our house."

Y/n laughed with him, shaking her head in amusement.

"She's growing up so fast, Lew. It seems like just yesterday she was that tiny baby in our arms. And now, she's so smart and full of personality."

Lewis approached her, wrapped her in a hug from behind and rested his chin on her shoulder, as he always did when he wanted a quiet and close moment. Y/n smiled instantly, feeling that familiar butterflies in her stomach, something he still managed to provoke in her after so many years together.

"She gets her intelligence from her mother," he commented, gently kissing the side of her neck.

"And father's charisma," Y/n replied, tilting her head to lean against him, the smile still on her lips.

For a few moments, they stood there, enjoying the silence and each other's company, until Lewis broke the moment with an unexpected question:

"Have you ever thought about having one more?"

Y/n turned her head to look at him, surprised, but with a curious glint in her eyes. "Another child?"

"Yeah, why not?" He smiled, wrapping his arms around her more tightly. "Mariah would make a great big sister. And I'd love to do it all over again."

Y/n chuckled softly, thinking about the idea.

"I never imagined you would bring this up now. But... it's not a bad idea."

Lewis smiled, clearly pleased with her answer. He gently turned her to face him and pulled her into a hot kiss, full of passion and desire. Y/n melted into his arms, as she always did, and smiled against his lips.

When the kiss ended, he murmured in a playful tone, "So... how about we start now?"

Y/n laughed loudly, pushing him lightly in the chest.

"Lewis!"

Before she could protest further, he quickly picked her up and placed her over his shoulders, eliciting a surprised gasp from her followed by laughter.

"What are you doing?!"

"Taking the queen to her chambers, of course," he replied, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

Y/n laughed as he walked down the hallway, commenting, "You're a freak!"

"Maybe. But I'm your crazy person," he retorted, laughing along with her as they disappeared towards the bedroom, the sound of their laughter filling the house.

Author: My first name is Mariah (actually, without the H) but it's the same thing hahahaha

[blkkizzat]

Kaliiii...you made me start thinking (ya dun got me started) Farm hand Toji except he doesn't know that you've BEEN on birth control. Why does he not know? Cause it's an impant..or an IUD, not the pill. You couldn't risk your parents finding the package, so you went to a free clinic while away at school, and they offered it to you. You're set for YEARS...OR so you think.

The funny thing about implanted BC is that you might not get a period if it's working...but you also might not get a period if it's not working.

My thoughts continue to Choso arriving. And good gravy that boy is CUTE. You're being dicked down regularly by Toji but that don't mean you can't look. And unlike Toji, Choso talks to you like a Person ™️. You guys just converse. He helps you with your chores, and you talk about movies and junk. That's what you tell Toji when he asks about it. It's nice to talk to someone around your age who's into the things you like. And no one else really pays attention when you two are together cause you're doing work the whole time, and he's barely looking at you... but they can't hear your conversations. You two are discussing the weirdest shit like the best and worst sex scenes in your favorite films. He offers to help you find one of his favorites.It's hardly a surprise when he gets you on your back. "To show you how that scene would really go"

Next thing you know it's regular thing and you have two ex cons fucking you regularly. It's only a matter of time before birth control fails. And you are flabbergasted. Sitting there with a positive pregnancy test and two possible baby babies and some VERY upset parents that you will not tell Who might have impregnated you.

Thoughts provided by - can't sleep 🧠

🧠 omfhggg u always have the best headcanonsss for my fics 😩🩷.

LOL I like the IUD idea but I also think Toji would knock that shit loose so fast nfsjhfrbvjsbf. I never had done IUD (i have PCOS so i hafta take the pill for hormonal reasons) but my friend did and she said not only does it hurt like a bitch to get put in shes had it knocked out from sex before. like they were going at it and she woke up the next day and it was like on the floor at the end of the bed riffdhjbdhbv. apparently its rare but if it were to happen big daddy dick Toji would be the one to dislodge it jfhrjfdbdjfh.

omg yes yes yes. so i do think initially Choso is like a friend to reader that can relate to her in a way Toji cant. she likes teasing him because he is so jumpy/shy around her and thinks hes super cute but also has this dangerous edge to him. i do love the idea of him being a bit of a fuckin weirdo tho and her being into that rfnskjbhndkj.

when she finally get knocked up she def aint gonna know who baby it is LOLOL. but she got bigger problems cause neither toji nor choso like to share 😩🩷

this eaaaats!!

[admirationandromantics]

Friend's Best Friend

Happy new years everyone!! Can't wait to kick it off with some more writing!

Another request, finished it quick because this is literally my favourite blogger on Tumblr (yes, I'm glazing). Chris again people! We love him, and here, he's a bit more awkward and cute than in my other ones. Kinda a love at first sight thing, so hope you like it <3

Word count: 1,7k (unedited)

psssttt hiii!! i hope you have a lovely new year and i hope to see more of your content!! 🫶🫶😇😇 Not necessarily a request but if you'd like to write it feel free.. this is simply a thought i had can be nsfw or sfw tbh! Chris and reader meeting for the first time and Chris just being like head over heels cannot quit staring at reader- im thinking Ash or Jess's best friend who he's never met before and Josh pokes fun at him to get your number but before he can even protest reader comes over and is like super straightforward like "Hi i think you're attractive i want your number." and he's just like FUMBLING FOR HIS LIIIIFE. -@dahliascophin

“I promise you, they’re all nice and kind” 

“You say that about everyone” I tell Ash as we walk out of the bus. The night hung low, dark clouds collecting as we walked. The only light coming from the street lamps as we make our way to the gettogether. Ashley had the idea of inviting me to one. Apparently, the one time I met Josh, I had made quite the impression, and both of them wanted me to come to at least one hang out. The group sounded alright when they described it, though I was still unsure about how they functioned. Every individual was so vastly different, I couldn’t quite grasp it. 

“Will I have anything in common with someone?” I ask, a grim feeling in my stomach. What if they were all douchebags, or preppy, or just plain mean? 

“Hey, you have me, Josh. I think you’ll love both Sam, Chris, Beth and Matt”

“Okay, you know I trust you, but your matching skills are not the best” 

“Oh shut up, they’re gonna love you. You’re basically a more extroverted and smiling version of me, but I’m prettier and kinder” 

“Wow, not boosting my ego at all?” 

“Nah, you don’t need it, we already know what’ll happen if you think too highly of yourself” 

“Damn, but what if I’m kinder and prettier than you?” 

“Then that’s something I’ll never admit” 

I give her a nudge, earning a laugh and a small hit back. We were finally approaching the house, outdoor lighting and a beautiful yard. 

“Are they rich or something?” 

“Yep, the Washingtons, can you imagine?” 

“Not at all” 

We don’t bother knocking, and she opens the door, holding her arm out for me to walk inside. I oblige, letting myself into the grand building. If the outside didn’t seem big, the inside did. Expensive paintings and decor in the hallway, contrasted by the large amount of jackets that hung on the wall. 

“Looks like everybody’s here already” 

We take off our coats and outerwear, hanging it on the racks before making our way to the living room. Laughter and talk fill our ears as we arrive, the room full of people. Everyone’s heads turn as Ashley announces our presence to them. 

“Hey guys, this is my friend I was talking about!” I give a small wave, putting on my best smile as I look over the room. I see Josh, who walks over and hugs me. 

“You made it, fantastic!” 

“You have a beautiful home, Josh” 

“Oh stop being so polite, come meet everyone” 

We walk over to the others, everyone with welcoming smiles and expressions. I’m introduced to every single one, Jess being extra hyper and hugging me while I only give the others a handshake. 

A certain blonde catches my eye, and Josh takes his place beside him as he introduces us. He says his name is Chris, his eyes wandering over me as I lean over to grab his hand. It’s rough, his grip hard and firm. The action in itself earns a slight pink blush on my part, but I just pray he doesn’t see it. After all, we haven’t said more than hi. 

“Chris and I met back in third grade, a completely boring story, but have been inseparable ever since” Josh explains, giving the guy a hard clap on the back. I smile, taking a seat beside Ashley while listening. 

“Boring, you? I can’t imagine that” 

“You know what, you’re totally right!” Josh exclaims, starting to explain in-depth how he and Chris got to know each other. The whole time, Chris is looking at me, watching my reactions and studying my features. I give him a small smile, signaling that I see him. His gaze shifts away immediately, looking back at Josh who’s leaned over on his knees. 

“What a coincidence” I add when he’s finished and he gives a hum in reply. Ashley sighs, hand going around my back to turn me to the others. 

“Finally, we’ve heard that story a million times” 

“Hey, I’ve only heard it once” 

“Lucky” 

I shift to talk to Jessica and Emily, both of them energetic and fashion-oriented. They’re both nice, though I sense some tension when Emily’s boyfriend arrives and sits in between the two. He leans forward, joining the conversation. 

“So, how do you know Ash?” I think back. I feel like I’ve always known her, even though we’ve lived far from each other. 

“Well, we met in kindergarten I think, and during a playdate, our moms became friends, so we just built it from there” I easily explain, looking around. I guess it was as easy as that, and we were lucky we found each other so early. Chris is looking at me, eyes narrowed and mouth slightly open. Josh nudges his arm, making him look at the guy with a sour expression. They’re on the other side of the room, and I can’t hear what they’re saying. The only thing I can make out is Josh laughing and continuously teasing him with small hits and huge theatrical movements. 

“So, you a big party-girl?” Jessica asks, and I turn my attention back to her. 

“Well, I don’t mind a good party” She lets out a small shriek, hands coming to grab both of mine. 

“I’m hosting next week, and Ashley has already said no, but you can come AND you can convince her to go with you!” 

“Ash, you’re free next week?” 

“No, I’ve got studies” 

“Oh, come on” 

I try to make her, while Jessica’s watching intently. In the end, she obliges, telling me that she’ll only come if I do too. After all, I also have a lot of homework to be dealt with. 

The party goes on, and I eventually get to talking with both Matt and Sam a bit. I’m in a conversation with Sam about mountain climbing as Chris makes an appearance beside her, joining the talk. 

“Oh, hey Chris, we were just talking about that time I forced you up on the mountain, you know. With the rope and falling and all of that” Sam explains, and arm going to his shoulder. 

“Wait what, you’re telling her about that? I was a good climber, I did everything right” 

“Well, except for when you fell down and whined about-”

“So, you’re friends with Ashley, right?” he interrupts her, and I see her lips tighten. I giggle a little, the situation funny. 

“Too early to hear about your embarrassing stuff, huh Chris?” 

Josh jumps up behind him, clinging to his shoulders for support. The sudden weight surprises him, and I hold my hands out automatically, in case they both fall. Chris is strong, and he just sighs as Josh jumps off him again, his arm leaning on the blonde’s shoulder. 

“Oh trust me, this guy’s got A LOT of embarrassing stuff we can talk about” 

“Dude…” 

“Calm down, Cochie, I’m not gonna say anything. At least not yet” Josh laughs, taking Sam’s arm and dragging her with him. After they leave, he whispers something in her ear, causing them both to look back to us. I ignore them. 

“To answer your question, yes, been friends with Ash for as long as I can remember” 

“That’s a long time” he nods, eyes finding mine again. He looks muscular, big. After all, he just carried Josh after having to endure a surprise-attack from him. His eyes are big and blue, the kind which one can drown in. Gosh, he’s absolutely beautiful. Just my type. 

“So, tell me Chris, what are your hobbies?” 

“Well, um…” he stumbles over his words, and I can’t help but just keep giving encouraging smiles. “I mean, I play video games with Josh sometimes, and do coding and such…”

“Wow, really? I tried coding once, and it was difficult, gave up right away” 

“It’s easy when you get the hang of it” 

“I believe you, and what games do you play? I know Josh likes pvp shooting stuff a lot, but you?” 

He stutters again, and I place my hand on his arms, causing a light pink shade to cover his cheeks. He rearranges his glasses, arms then going behind his neck. 

“You know, the usual” he mutters, laughing a little. He quickly composes himself, taking a breath and starting to talk again. 

“So, I was wondering if you were interested in going to-”

“OMG! And please, I think this necklace would look gorgeous on you!” Jessica shrieks, coming up behind me. She shoves her phone in front of me, a picture of a golden necklace with a small trinket at the center. 

“Yeah, that’s beautiful” 

“Come on, Emily was just researching a top to wear with it” she adds, taking my arm and pulling me with her. I give a small smile and wave to Chris, seeing Josh going up to him again. 

“So close dude! You just need to-” is all I hear before being dragged out of earshot. 

Sadly, I don’t get to talk to Chris before having to catch the last bus. Ashley and I say our goodbyes, both walking to the hallway to get our coats. She leans over, whispering to me. 

“You know, I saw that blush when you were talking to Chris” 

“I’m not surprised, you’re always looking at me” I tease her, but she just shakes her head. 

“Seriously, just go do it now, he’s not going to be at Jess’s party, he’s busy that weekend” 

“Wait, really, he’s not coming?” 

She hums, hand pushing on my back. 

“Bus leaves soon, we don’t have all night” 

I take a deep breath, mastering some courage before hurrying over to the living room again. On my way, I take out a pen and an old receipt from my pocket, writing my number in big letters. Everyone turns their heads, looking at me when I arrive, but I walk over to Chris, handing him the note. 

“Hey, here’s my number. Let me know if you want to go out for coffee sometime” I offer, smiling down at him. His hand is open, but not moving, so I place the paper there, tapping his fingers around it. His mouth is open, eyes surprised and shocked. I laugh a little, standing up again and looking at everyone. 

“Yeah, I definitely will, thank you” he exclaims, cheeks red as he keeps staring at me. 

“Great, can’t wait” I smile, waving goodbye to everyone. I walk back to Ash, and as I turn the corner, I hear Josh and some other cooing. 

“Dude, you did it! Or she did, but either way it was done!!”

[prepareforspamcalls]

Get Up! I Want To Play!

(Wholesome fic since I finished my work today. So you get a Sophia fic!)

Tags: @myluckymoon @city-of-c0rpses @star-tb

"Come onnnnnn. You can get up." I puffed my cheeks out, watching Xavier sit there on the floor. He was in this own little world, stuffing a soft toy in his mouth from teething. Completely ignoring what I had to say.

I was 5 at the time, sitting on the floor with him and his Godsister, Elora. Elora was 12 at the time, and Xavier was 9 months old. We were on the floor, Elora making light conversation to me or watching Xavier be totally oblivious to his surroundings. Talk about a mellowed out baby. He was always like that before he was 2.

Unfortunately, I can't remember much of this day. It's been so long that most things became a blur to me. What I could mostly remember was being an impatient kid at the time. I was 5, what do you expect? 5 year olds aren't the best at waiting for anything, that included me.

I wanted to play with my baby brother. The only problem is that he didn't know how to walk. Only crawl, but even for crawling, he barely moved around. Once again, very mellowed out baby. Put him in one spot, and he would be content there for a while, the whole day even.

So I would normally sit or roll on the floor near him whenever I was bored. I had nothing else to do, I guess. So why not stare at a baby? Not a single thought behind those eyes.

I roll over to Elora, plopping my head on her lap. "Eloraaaaa. When do babies start walking?" I pout.

Elora looked down at me with a soft smile, a little light chuckle escaping her lips. She pets my hair, giving a sweet answer. "Well when they're around 9 months old, but they fully start walking 10 months or later."

"Well, I hope he starts walking soon, fast. I want to play with him! It's hard to play when you stay in the same spot all day." I huffed and whined. That caused Elora to chuckle more.

"Don't worry dear, I'm sure he will walk one day soon. But you must be patient." She gently sat me up in her lap, cradling my face gently. "Things will come to time when they do. Soon before you know it, he'll not be so small anymore, and he'll be sprinting as well. It takes time, but time is worth it. Try to enjoy you have the time now with him. Trust me, you'll be glad you did."

She gave me a forehead kiss. At the time, I couldn't really understand what she meant. My child mind wasn't used to a concept like that. But I'm glad she did tell me that because in that moment I did try to enjoy my time with Xavier.

Rolling off of her lap, I roll over to him, still chewing on that toy. I look at him, he looks at me with big ol eyes. It was cute.

"Hey." I said to him, attention to make conversation. Though he can't say much at this young of a age. "What you got there?" I asked, referring to the soft toy he been teething on.

There was no answer, but there was a response. He scooted a little, getting into crawling position and coming closer to me. I was a little suprised that he wanted to crawl towards me.

His little hands attempting to grab me. His little legs trying to climb onto me. I couldn't help but smile at the sight. I gently tried to bring him closer, holding him in my lap. It was nice to hold him (impossible to hold him today).

I love over at Elora, who was watching with a smile. I didn't know how else to continue a conversation with a baby, so I sat there. Just holding Xavier.

"Miss Elora." I asked more politely this time instead of whining. "Can you pass me one of the books from that basket over there, please?" I pointed over to a small basket near the fireplace. Inside was a selection of children's books. The Wizard of Oz (Elora liked that one), Cinderella (Lilli always seemed to enjoy this one), and other books inside.

"Of course, which book would you like?" She got up to pick up the basket. Bringing it over, before kneeling down again.

"Alice in Wonderland, please." That was my favorite book, even if it did have bigger words at the time that I couldn't fully understand. Totally wasn't trying to spread the Alice in Wonderland propaganda to him at all. Whaaaat? That would ge totally ridiculous!

Elora handed me the book. I gently took it and opened it to the first page with Xavier still in my lap. I started to read out loud, stumbling on a few words here and there as I read along the pages. Stopping a few times to look at the pictures.

Despite my reading skills being basic at the time, I can't remember when I didn't stop reading that night. I remember waking up in bed the next morning, but that's about it. Elora used to tell me that I read to Xavier before both him and I fell asleep midway through.

Even if I can't remember the memory well, I'm still glad it happened. Even if it's faint or hard to distinguish, it will always be a part of my memory.

[fitz]

"I mean, I always liked you, Kie."

[sastielsfandom]

So many people do things out of obligation they can't believe the lengths people go out of love.

[theriverdalereviewer]

everyone jumping to team kamala we will never experience true freedom in this country

[catcatb0y]

I have so much respect for people who just put their blorbo into every interation with other characters, as if everyone loves their blorbo and it's SO fun until half the fandom is blorbo-inserting with that one character you just can't fucking stand and every time you try to look for stuff of your own blorbos, they are THERE, HAUNTING.

[pears-trinkets]

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[attractthecrows]

man i'd really like for revallen to encounter the ghost of his father but with his skillset it's just not likely

[running-in-the-dark]

went to bed early and woke up before 8am today! pretty cool. except I woke up with a bad headache and eventually had a very long nap.

I'm just so damn tired! like, no matter how much or how well or when I sleep, I'm still tired all day. so it's just pointless trying to fix my sleep schedule (when I'll just be asleep most of the day anyway).