#maybe if it was one girl BUT 5 KIDS?? 3 of which are BABIES?? nah sorry chu hua better luck next time

[sojutrait]

chu hua went into labor and delivered twins again!!! but girls this time!!!

[feastingonfanfiction]

Watching the witcher ep 5 for the first time while putting here my unfiltered thoughts

(Watching for tissaia/myanna buring)

Bro has bodyparts in jars and looks at self nekked

Now there's a dude who shows up and he doesn't cover self up

What is he?

Which time line is this?

...gonna wear this one for a while ok so he takes people's skins and wears it...hate that

Also again the body parts in jars are real creepy

Oh magic guy...Oof he throw up

The white flame????

Is this the guy who's gonna get killed....oh no oh no he's gonna...

Lmao do we have to, bruh you agreed to it...guy so unappealing he don't want to.

Magic guy of lil princess is gonna...maybe die...

OK so he's not dead, they didn't...oh no they are gonna kill him...no!!!!!!

OK we got a creepy shapeshifter who has bodyparts in jars

....yennefer wants a kid now? ....ah so she's doing this now????

Oof to keep the lil princess? To not? Oh they killed the spies that are after her

LMAO They just chatting about her right in front of her and she's just there like.

Oh she definitely didn't like this decision...if magic man is dead and replaced with a shapeshifter and he gets in I worry for this group

Geralt goes...fishing?

Oh there's jaskier

He's not fishing he can't sleep

He's gone mad

Oh He's looking for the wish granters...

How does he know its in the lake???

How's his singing? Oof that's not something you'll want to hear jaskier

He needs a nap? No shit Sherlock, you trying to conversate with him will not make him happier in his sleep deprived annoyed state

Oh he caught something

Never open strange pots or make sus deals

Damn he really was butt hurt over geralts comment

Opens the bottle and starts stealing geralts wishes almost using all 3 I don't want to assume badly but bro just let the man be able to sleep you were gonna just use all 3 and let geralt be unable to sleep

Like greed is not a good look

Nah jask don't start begging for geralt you did this to yourself bro

Oof oh no

I dont jask to die even tho he was kinda acting as a pompous prick

That's a LARGE welt on his neck

Watcha not saying Mr medical healer?

Imprisoned the mage in his house?

Powerful and malicious? Off to see the mage

Tissaia "you like pain" to yennefer

TISSAIA :D

Haven't seen her for years? Damn really yen?

!!!!:D when tissaia talks!!!!

Is being an irrelevant mage so bad? Sometimes a person wants to live a simple life

You knew the cost of enchantment!

(Ye exactly that!)

But i didn't know what it would mean to me(???)

Her body her choice but she knew the terms and conditions before doing the thing to escape her fate of being sent somewhere else and be pretty to get her elsewhere and now she regrets it?

Perhaps it's like the message doing stupid things when you were younger that you regret kinda now thought but just idk

I wonder if she had a chance to go back and do it again would she?

She escaped being sent to nilfgaard, but if she had the chance would she change that decision and go to nilfgaard but by doing so she keeps her ability to have children? Or was it all mages go through that transformation? Idk

What does it mean to you?

Why?

I would like to know too

If yen didn't have the whole ordeal of protecting the lady and baby would she still be doing all of this? Would she still regret?

Just cause she doesn't know a cure there isn't one

I'd assume there's dark dealing for that kind of thing ma'am

The way tissaia talks is so lovely just 😍

Return to aretuza

And she says no! The audacity

Aretuzas not just everything to her

People value it!

Could have gone to aretuza to teach next gen

She sees it as her being used

But it could be seen as a sense of fulfillment for what she can't have, though the girls aren't a baby or child she's still teaching someone who will need guidance and thought it's not the same it's as close to I guess?

...idk how to feel bout yen right now?

She's given all she could give but yen wants everything...

Oof she just brushes her off

Two guys on a horse very lil space a part cause they're on a mission to heal one of them(said in voice of two bros chilling in a hot tub 5 feet apart cause they're not gay)

He just holding him like sack of flowers as he wheeze

Oh Jeez mayor is nakey

...she? Is the mayor OK?

Oh...fantasy spice

They just walking through it

YEN???

Are we merging timelines now?

YEN THE FECK?

What is this I got you apple juice, idk it felt like funny offer like gift of adult to child

What'd he fail to mention

Jaskier probs would love it if only he weren't struggling with his giant lump on throat

Yen:just a friend?

Me....they are fruity kinda

But also what? Is this interest?

...yen flirting with geralt not sure how to feel

Oh no telling her about a wish granter when she so badly wants her uterus back bad idea

What's the chance she tries to take your wish?

Damn They were under a spell for the whole....spicy stuff

Bath in house of place where spice was happening

Bro really is desperate for sleep

Like a lil magic but then servitude?

....is this a Canon ship?

Are they trying to give...vibes here between them? Idk

Not sure how to feel about it

Again he chooses to take a bath

...they bathing together

Interesting conversation

Yen:a friend?

Really stuck on that huh

Geralt said some mean things cause he was sleep grumpy but nice that he doesn't want it to be the last thing he remembers

Oh he caught her doing sus thing

Oh and now she's using jask

Yo wtf

She kiss him???

Oh a trap

Oh healer man from before

...dungeon?

He looks haggard

Did she control him?oh she did

...elf man loves yen???

Oh the bard awakens

Will yen get her wish?

Damn jask really worried he did the spice and is trying to run

Starts to sing song

Oh valley oh PENIS

lmao

I wonder if geralt was asleep in some sense when he was under yens control?

Oh magic creature???

How??? How'd he get it???

OK geralt escaped

The duos reunited

And then he's gonna turn around and try to stop her in true geralt fashion

Lmao geralt:ur making me uncomfortable

To elf man

He's really going to help her

Like I can see it but also like...

Yen stop it!

Gosh if she just said I want my uterus back

He would've given it like bruh, but she wants more

Is he gonna wish for the creature to just go away?

Oh the house is breaking down and the creatures gone

...elf man still in love with yen? How'd that happen?

Yen you good? Probs not

She's gonna be pissed

Their faces are very close I could see how people would ship it with like tension there

I dont ship

But then again I'm not sure what I ship?

And they kiss

How the feck did it get to this

Oh they getting spicy

They were JUST ARGUING

....oh no elf man sees the lady he likes getting it on with Mr witcher

Mr steal your girl

Jask just stands there and stares

They're really alive lmao

Yup

Bro stop watching

Yes elf man drag him away....

Damn geralt sleeps after that spicy

Oh now we go to lil princess

NOOOO KILL THE DOPPLEGANGER

NOOOO GET AWAY FROM HIM

THEYRE GONNA GET IN AND HURT THE TRIBE NOOOOO

.....DONT TRUST HIM

MAKE HIM DRINK THE WATER

Nooooooooooooo! No!No!

Dara save her! Be sus of magic doppleganger shapeshifter

Please if you just gave him the freaking water it'd probs save this whole situation

No don't let her leave!

Gosh I hope they're OK after this if nilfgaard hurts the tribe ill be so pissed

[chalterdh22]

Day 26: Joel and Sara in Counting

Lee: Sara Miller

Ler: Joel Miller

Summary:  Takes place pre-apocalypse.  Sara is about 12 years old.  Sara and Joel just having a daughter, dad moment.  We need more of these!

Warnings: This is a tickle fic, so if that’s not your thing, don’t read.  Some language too.

Sara was at the dinner table doing her homework, as she did every day when she got home from school.  Normally, she’d have a good 3 hours before her dad would get home from work, more if the job was not going according to plan.   

On this particular day, she was just finishing up around 5, and was going to make herself a sandwich for dinner, when Joel came walking in.  She quickly glanced at the clock, thinking it was later than it was.

“Hey dad.” She said with her eyes squinted at him, like what are you doing home so early.

“Hey baby girl.  Did you eat yet?”  he asked, walking into the kitchen with her, giving her a half hug.

“Um, no.  I was just going to make myself a sandwich for dinner.  You’re home early.”

“Yeah, some boards won’t show up until tomorrow, so we cut out early.  Let’s order some pizza kid!”

“Sure!”  she said excitedly. 

“Should we get anchovies on this one or not?”  Joel said we a grin on his face.

“Not!” Sara shot back making a face.  She started putting her stuff to make her sandwich away while her dad was on the phone ordering a pepperoni pizza for them.  Her stomach was growling already.  They hadn’t had pizza in a while.

Sara went back to the table to put her school stuff back in her backpack.  Joel walked by and grabbed a beer in the fridge.  “I’m thirsty.” he said while chugging the beer down.

“Ya know, there’s this stuff called water that’s supposed to help with that!  I hear it’s super healthy too.  You are getting older.” She said this with a serious expression, but her tone was that of teasing.

Joel scoffed at her statement and finished off his beer.  “Girl, I drink plenty of water all day!”

“Do you?” She challenged.  He left the room and went to the couch to turn on ESPN, shaking his head at her.  “Dad!” She said following.  “I don’t wanna watch that sports stuff right now.”

“Hold on a minute.  I just want to see a few scores.”  She rolled her eyes and slumped on the couch next to him, her eyes glazed at the screen uninterested in all the stats.  Joel also was looking at the screen shaking his head.  He grabbed the remote to turn it off, shaking his head again.  He went to get up and get another beer.

“Hello!” Sara yelled at him. 

“What?” He stopped and looked at her, clueless to what she wanted.

“Maybe I wanted to watch something.”  She said as she reached for the remote.

“Well, go on ahead girl.  No one’s stopping you.”  She rolled her eyes again and turned on the news.  He walked back and sat down on the couch with her and took a sip from his beer.

“More water?” she asked, not taking her eyes off the screen.  She scooted over to him, leaning on his shoulders. 

“Damn girl, you’re awful lippy today.”  She shrugged her shoulders.

“I dunno.  The other day I heard you talking to Uncle Tommy about getting in better shape or something like that.” She patted his stomach, while she said that.

“Nah, I was just joking!” He waved her off.  She turned to him.

“Really?” Her pat then turned into a side poke, which made him almost spit his beer out, and he started coughing.  Sara started to giggle at how funny her dad looked, after getting one tiny poke.  She did it again, this time not a poke, but a side squeeze, which made him gasp and grab her little hand.  “Whoa!  Sensitive are we in our old age?”

“Girl, what are you doing?  Don’t start something you can’t handle!” He said, in a challenging voice.  She immediately withdrew her hand, bringing her knees up to her chest, all the while continuing to stare at the tv.

“Fine, fine.  Just saying.” He was now staring straight at her, and she could feel the heat coming through.

“Ya know, just was telling someone the other day how you’ve shot up in height lately.  Going through a growth spirt or something.”

“So?” She shrugged her shoulders a bit, scrunching her face like she had no idea where he was going with this.

“So, when we get taller, sometimes things change on us.  Like, I wonder how many ribs you have now?”  At this point, she realized where she was going with this, and her big eyes got even bigger.

“They, they stay the same I think.  24 just like before.” Her voice was a little quieter and shaky.

He leaned into her more and she scooted away further, to the edge of the couch’s arm.  “Maybe, maybe not.  But we should double check I think.  He reached and grabbed one arm and leg of hers, pulling her, firmly but gently back to him and rolled her so her back was across his lap.

“Noo dad!  Stopp!” She already pleaded with him before he even started counting.

“What, it’s all in science.  So, let’s see.  One, two, three…” As he counted and pressing a finger on each tiny rib, she let out a shrill of high laughter and squirming.  He knew she hated the rib counting exercise, he would throw at her randomly. 

“Tttweenty four!!!  Jjjju just lllikke llaaaasst ttttime!”

“Damn!  You made me lose count!  I’ll have to start over!”  He sounded upset but wasn’t.

“Nooonooo!”  This went on for a few minutes, which seemed like hours, but finally he got 24 ribs in total, just like she had said.  She still lay on his lap, breathing heavy and he was too, because he was laughing along with her like he normally did.

She finally sat up, hair all crazy and voice dry.  “You started this, baby girl!”  He smiled, patting her shoulder as she shoved it away.

“Yeah, yeah.  But next time, I’ll make sure Uncle Tommy is here and we’ll see how many YOU have!”  He scoffed at her.

“How many what?”  Tommy came walking in the front door right on cue. Sara shot up and ran over and gave him a hug. 

“Perfect timing!” She said to him as she glared back at her dad, you seemed to have a small bead of sweat forming on his forehead.  “Oh, we just were talking about how many ribs we have.”

“Well, I don’t remember exactly.” Tommy said, picking up what Sara was putting down.  “What do ya say, big brother?  Should we find out?”  As he said that, Joel popped up from the couch and ran as fast as he could out of the room, as Tommy was right behind him.  Sarah stood there and laughed, listening to two of her favorite people yelling and laughing at each other.  It was one of her favorite sounds.

[laetan]

Pspsps all the asks as a treat

you pspsps at me like The Cat? Jail.

Jk thank you, I love this.

1: Do you sleep with your closet doors open or closed?

Closed. I usually straighten up my room before going to sleep. 

2: Do you take the shampoos and conditioner bottles from hotel?

Yup, where I work they have an outreach program for people that are homeless and collect them. 

3: Do you sleep with your sheets tucked in or out?

I usually tuck then in on one side 

4: Have you ever stolen a street sign before?

God I wish

5: Do you like to use post-it notes?

Sometimes? I feel like I end up with lil piles of them

6: Do you cut out coupons but then never use them?

I'm very pro coupon but also unfortch v forgetful so

7: Would you rather be attacked by a big bear or a swarm of a bees?

Bear, can't punch a swarm of bees

8: Do you have freckles?

Yep! 

9: Do you always smile for pictures?

I'm weirdly bashful about pictures but getting better. I try. 

10: What is your biggest pet peeve?

Oh my god whistling, or repeated throat clearing, makes me wanna die. 

11: Do you ever count your steps when you walk?

No

12: Have you ever peed in the woods?

Mhm! Campint,, baby 

13: What about pooped in the woods?

See above lol

14: Do you ever dance even if theres no music playing?

There's always something stuck in my head

15: Do you chew your pens and pencils?

Not really

16: How many people have you slept with this week?

I'm choosing to read this as sleeping in the same bed as someone. But none, unfortunately. My girl’s out of the country rn

17: What size is your bed?

Twin. 

18: What is your Song of the week?

Ooh that's hard. Maybe Kalahari Down?

19: Is it okay for guys to wear pink?

Gender is a construct

20: Do you still watch cartoons?

Sometimes, not all that often

21: Whats your least favorite movie?

The one that comes to mind is Groundhog Day. I know it's samsara, I do, but this dude's first instinct when he starts repeating the day is to manipulate women, like that aint it, chief

22: Where would you bury hidden treasure if you had some?

No one shall get my treasures, trick question

23: If you’re a girl, bra size? If you’re a guy, pants size?

I like that we're using pant size as an equivalent 

24: What do you dip a chicken nugget in?

Ranch

25: What is your favorite food?

Hmm gyros, love Greek food

26: What movies could you watch over and over and still love?

Mad Max: Fury Road

27: Last person you kissed/kissed you?

The Girf

28: Were you ever a boy/girl scout?

I wasn't. Did go to girl scout day camp once or twice 

29: Would you ever strip or pose nude in a magazine?

Guess it depends how much I'm being paid

30: When was the last time you wrote a letter to someone on paper?

In the last month. I have elderly pen pals

31: Can you change the oil on a car?

Yep!

32: Ever gotten a speeding ticket?

Nope, nice try officer

33: Ever ran out of gas?

Also no, I'm too neurotic for that

34: Favorite kind of sandwich?

I love a reuben or a cubano

35: Best thing to eat for breakfast?

The truthful answer is whatever I can manage to but like fancy breakfast, love waffles

36: What is your usual bedtime?

Like 8-10, I'm an old man

37: Are you lazy?

That's a loaded question. I hope not

38: When you were a kid, what did you dress up as for Halloween?

Already answered!

39: What is your Chinese astrological sign?

I'm not actually sure

40: Are you horny?

( ͠° ͟ʖ ͡°) 

41: Do you have any magazine subscriptions?

Nah

42: Which are better legos or lincoln logs?

Ooh they both have their benefits tbh

43: Are you stubborn?

To a fault.

44: Who is better…Leno or Letterman?

You could hold my family over a pit of lava and I would not be able to pick these men from a lineup.

45: Ever watch soap operas?

Jane the Virgin is technically a telenovella, loved that dhow

46: Are you afraid of heights?

Ish? Like self preservation not paralytically 

47: Do you sing in the car?

Not really, multitasking is tricky

48: Do you sing in the shower?

Sometimes

49: Do you dance in the car?

Often

50: Ever used a gun?

I have

51: Last time you got a portrait taken by a photographer?

God, probably as a child? Not for a long time

52: Do you think musicals are cheesy?

Yes and I adore them

53: Is Christmas stressful?

Sometimes, like there's a lot going on around the holidays and sometimes it makes me sad

54: Ever eat a pierogi?

God I love pierogis

55: Favorite type of fruit pie?

Ooh key lime or blueberry

56: Occupations you wanted to be when you were a kid?

Firefighter! Specifically a hot shot

57: Do you believe in ghosts?

I think so, like I think there's a lot of stuff I don't understand and don't know enough to say no

58: Ever have a Deja-vu feeling?

Weirdly often

59: Take a vitamin daily?

I try, doesn't always happen

60: Wear slippers?

Yes, my feet are So Cold Always

61: Wear a bath robe?

Nah

62: What do you wear to bed?

Usually like boxers and an undershirt or whatever shirt I was wearing 

63: First concert?

I think technically it was Bruce Springsteen

64: Wal-Mart, Target or Kmart?

Target

65: Nike or Adidas?

I have no opinion tbh

66: Cheetos Or Fritos?

Cheetos

67: Peanuts or Sunflower seeds?

Sunflower seeds

68: Ever hear of the group Tres Bien?

Like the jazz quartet? 

69: Ever take dance lessons?

Nope, never did

70: Is there a profession you picture your future spouse doing?

Working in non-profits. Or whatever else she decides to do

71: Can you curl your tongue?

Yep, but only once 

72: Ever won a spelling bee?

God no, I'm a terrible speller, worse out loud

73: Have you ever cried because you were so happy?

I'm not really a crier

74: Own any record albums?

Nope 

75: Own a record player?

Nyet

76: Regularly burn incense?

Noooo don't like the smell

77: Ever been in love?

Yeah. More than once 

78: Who would you like to see in concert?

Already answered!

79: What was the last concert you saw?

Mmm not actually sure, it's been a hot second. 

80: Hot tea or cold tea?

Hot!

81: Tea or coffee?

Tea, always

82: Sugar or snickerdoodles?

Sugar! I just made some Actually 

83: Can you swim well?

Not really. I learned in highschool after having a weird phobia around it from almost drowning when I was a kid, so I can keep myself afloat but I'm not fast

84: Can you hold your breath without holding your nose?

Yes..? Can people not do that…?

85: Are you patient?

Lord no. Fatal flaw.

86: DJ or band, at a wedding?

DJ 

87: Ever won a contest?

I won a box of lucky charms that was just marshmallows

88: Ever have plastic surgery?

Reconstructive, yes

89: Which are better black or green olives?

Black, green are too salty

90: Can you knit or crochet?

No, always wanted to learn tho

91: Best room for a fireplace?

Hmm. The center of the house, especially a cabin

92: Do you want to get married?

Yes

93: If married, how long have you been married?

Not yet

94: Who was your HS crush?

Someone who had no business being

95: Do you cry and throw a fit until you get your own way?

Nah, I just get passive aggressive 

96: Do you have kids?

No

97: Do you want kids?

Mm not really. Thought about fostering but giving birth is horrifying not to mention I'm not ethically comfortable with having kids

98: Whats your favorite color?

Red or blue

99: Do you miss anyone right now?

Terribly.

[jostystyles]

cover me in daisies | mb

a/n: did y’all really think i’d let his birthday pass without posting a fic? nah. happy birthday to the loml mr mathew barzal. congrats on an amazing game. ROUND 2 BABEY!! anyways. this is like so fluffy. I simply cannot write angst even tho my heart tells me to. happy birthday baby barz <3

word count: 2.4k

warnings: fluff x 2000, heavy mentions of pregnancy/motherhood, brief mention of abortion, food mention, swearing

May 26th.

It was one of Mat’s favorite days of the year. Most people hate their birthday, because they cry, or they don’t like the attention. But not him. His birthday was always special. He felt comfort, being surrounded by his family and friends, all there to celebrate him. When he moved to New York, his first birthday without his family was hard. Knowing the feeling, some of the older guys thought it would be fun to round the team and their partners up for a nice brunch at a cafe downtown. That birthday became one of Mat’s favorite memories. Even more so, when he collided chest to chest with the prettiest girl he’d ever laid eyes on. Yeah, May 26th was his favorite day.

May 26th, 2020 was quite possibly his favorite birthday in the history of birthdays he’s celebrated. (Only 23 there. Calm down Mathew). Quarantine birthdays aren’t ideal, but quarantine birthdays in the hospital became something he would cherish for the rest of his life.

Daisy Jane Barzal entered the world around 6 am, giving Mat the best birthday present he could ever ask for. Would some people be upset to share a birthday with their kid? Maybe. But not Mat. To him, sharing a birthday with the tiniest human, eyes just like his and a nose just like her mothers, was simply the greatest honor in the world. And so, Mat sat in a tiny hospital chair, tears dried on his face, holding his baby daughter, the best birthday present ever. He looked up from her sweet face to admire (Y/N)’s. She was sleeping, exhausted from the almost 5 hour process of bringing Daisy into the world. But she was so beautiful, Mat thought. From the moment he saw her wide eyes filled with guilt the first day they met, he knew she was going to be someone special to him. With the love of his life in the bed next to him, and the other love of his life in his arms, he knew for a fact that May 26th was his favorite day.

May 26, 2021

Today was a good day. Mat started his day by being woken up to soft kisses on his neck and his fiancée’s fingers brushing his hair off his forehead.

Fiancée.

Is anyone surprised? No. Mat and (Y/N) had a thing for making a big deal out of birthdays. So, on (Y/N)’s birthday a few months after Daisy was born, Mat popped the big question by dressing her in a custom onsie that read “Mommy, Will You Marry Daddy?” Let’s just say the day was filled with lots of smiles and tears.

After waking up, Mat went to wake up Daisy. Upon entering her room, the brown-haired baby, was already up in her crib, a 3 toothed smile on her face. “Good morning, Ma douce marguerite.” My sweet Daisy. “Do you know what today is, love bug? it’s our birthday! You’re one! Oh, I can’t believe it!” As he spoke, he lifted her out of her crib, to which she answered with a happy squeal. He spun her softly, pressing kisses to her chubby cheeks to which she only giggled at. While he bounced her, he felt a pair of arms snake around his waist. At the sight of her mother, Daisy’s smile grew wider, and she began to babble.

“Happy birthday, my sweet girl. Can you stop growing please?” (Y/N) groaned, not believing she’s had her baby earth side for a whole year.

With Daisy on his hip and his hand intertwined with (Y/N)’s, Mat couldn’t help but smile. How lucky was he, that he got to spend his birthday with the most amazing woman in the world, and share it with an even more precious little girl? He must’ve done something good in a past life.

(Y/N) couldn’t keep herself from smiling. Walking into the arena, all Daisy had been doing was babble. Mindless babble for a one year old, throwing around a few “Dada” and “Bir-day” (her attempt at saying birthday). Mat had left much earlier in the day for the rink, after he chose to skip the morning skate to spend the morning with his girls, where a messy breakfast was eaten and lots of pictures were taken. They had a party planned for later in the week, where both sets of parents could finally join them for the first time since Daisy was born.

“I know, baby. Such wise words, Dais.” (Y/N) said, playing along with Daisy’s baby talk. The pair were decked out in custom jackets, matching with the rest of the WAGS and babies. (Y/N)’s read “Barzal” on the back, while Daisy’s read Daddy. Stopping along the way for a few familiar faces to ogle at her daughter, (Y/N) finally made her way up to the box she normally shared with Lauren, Grace, And Sydney.

“There’s the birthday girl!” Sydney cried upon seeing them enter. She approached the girls, Squeezing Daisy’s cheeks and hugging (Y/N).

“Hi, Syd.” (Y/N) giggled, placing her daughter in the play pen, where she sat next to Eberle’s baby, Marty’s baby, and Ander’s baby. Laughing at how all the babies seemed to break into a conversation only they could understand, even with their giant headphones on, the mother’s laughed. All sets of parents had deemed the babies the “troublemaker quartet”, as they feared for the friendship the four girls would form in the future (all in good fun).

“You ready for this game?” Sydney asked, both girls aware of their partner’s attitudes depending on the game's outcome.

“As ready as I can be. All I know is that no matter what happens, Mat is going to finish media as fast as he can so he can see her again. Not me, of course. Today is their day and if he could have her strapped to the ice with him he would.” (Y/N) said with a laugh, her heart swelling at the thought of her loves.

“She’s a daddy’s girl, huh?” Sydney questioned.

“More like he’s a Daisy’s man. He’s wrapped around that little finger of hers. I’m not complaining, though. It’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever seen. I ask myself how I got so lucky, sometimes.” (Y/N) said, thinking back to when they first found out she was pregnant.

She was devastated. She felt so guilty. Was he going to leave her? Was she going to keep it? They were so young. Both just having turned 22, they hadn’t even been together 3 years. Mat wasn’t due back to the apartment for a few hours, so she hid the rest the best she could and did the only thing she knew how to cope doing. Cry. Mat came home early, and the sounds of an empty apartment were unusual. His fears grew worse as he heard the sounds of his girlfriends sobbing in their bedroom. “Honey? Are you ok? What’s the matter?” He said, rushing to her side of the bed, on his knees and his hands wiping her tears.

Y/N began to sit up, head down, unable to make eye contact with her boyfriend.

“I’m sorry, Maty.” She said, choking down a sob.

“You can’t apologize if I don’t know what’s wrong.” He said, hazel eyes bouncing around her features, and his brows furrowed in worry.

“I’m pregnant, Mat. I found out this morning. We’re so young and this is gonna fuck up your career, Fuck, I’m so sorry, we can-“ she rambled, before he cut her off.

“Hey. It’s ok, honey. You’re serious? You’re actually pregnant?” Mat said, his smile growing wider. (Y/N) didn’t notice it until she looked up, feeling a wave of ease wash over her.

“Yeah. I took the test this morning after I realized I was late.” she said, playing with his fingers and looking into her lap again. Instead of responding, Mat pulled her up from the bed, and wrapped her into a huge hug, pressing kisses to her hair, before landing on her lips. The kiss was full of love, and (Y/N) got a response she was relieved to receive. Breaking the kiss, Mat dropped to his knees and lifted up her (his) shirt, and kissed her stomach.

“Hi baby, it’s me, your dad. You had your momma a little upset before, but I'm very excited. We both love you so much.” He whispered, loud enough for (Y/N) to hear.

Yeah. They were gonna be ok. Even if they were doing things a little out of order, (Y/N) knew that he was the one she’d spend forever with. She couldn’t wait to watch their little family grow.

Mat swore he had lightning running through his veins. His adrenaline was on maximum overdrive. The game was insane. He loved his teammates more than words could say, and they did everything in their power to make sure his birthday game was nothing short of exceptional. After locker room hugs and celebrations, Mat managed to escape too many media stops. The friends and family started to filter into the tunnels, (Y/N) holding a somehow not tired Daisy in her arms. Usually at this time she’d be fast asleep, but the atmosphere of the game and the promise of seeing her daddy kept her awake.

Mat saw his fiancée holding their daughter, her head thrown back in laughter at something Sorokin said to Daisy. He couldn’t help but stop and watch. She looked so perfect inthat moment. If you had to ask him though, she looked perfect all the time. Even when she disagreed, baby spit up covering her shirt and greasy haired. Missing his girls too much, he walked towards them. Daisy locked eyes with her Dad, and began to squirm in her mom’s arms. Seeing Mathew, (Y/N) let her down. Mat squatted, arms open wide. Daisy began to toddle over to her father as fast as she could without falling over. She had begun to walk about a month ago, and hadn’t stopped moving since.

“There’s my girl! Did you enjoy the game, ma douce marguerite?” He asked, scooping her into his arms and walking towards (Y/N). “Ok dada. Puck.” she replied. (Y/N) shook her head. Of course one of the few words she could fully speak had something to do with hockey. With Mat as her dad, she expected nothing less.

“Happy birthday, baby. I’m so proud of you.” (Y/N) praised, pressing a soft kiss to the corner of his mouth. Disappointed she missed, Mat used his free hand to push her chin up and captured her lips in a few short kisses.

“Thank you, my honey. How was she?” he asked.

“She was great. Hung around with Winnie Martin and Gary’s baby most of the time. Saw you on the jumbotron and lost her mind.” Mat threw his head back in laughter. (Y/N) would never get sick of that sound.

“What a firecracker you are, huh Dais.” he said, still laughing.

“Oh, Lord, you don’t even know the half of it. Come on, let’s get home. It’s way past her bedtime, and mine for that matter.” (Y/N) stated, grabbing her lover's hand. “Besides, I have one more surprise for you, love.”

A happy feeling grew in the pit of Mat’s stomach. What could be better than this?

After arriving home, the doting parents put Daisy down to bed. Thankfully, she was tired and a heavy sleeper. They got ready for bed beside each other, and (Y/N) made Mat sit on the bed while she went to the closet to grab his last present. She had gifted him a new golf club he’d been asking for, and a framed picture of them all from a few months back.

“Ok, I promise this will be better than last time. Close your eyes, ok?” (Y/N) said, her heart beating out of her chest.

Mat laughed his sweet laugh before closing his eyes and resting back on his hands. He felt a small, rectangular box placed in his lap. When he opened his eyes, (Y/N) was staring down at him with a huge smile on her face. Shaking his head with a smile, he pulled the ribbon apart, and opened the box slowly. When he saw what was inside, he felt a hot wave of happiness wash over him, and tears began to form in his eyes. “Are you serious?” he whispered.

“Yeah. I am. I took it last week. I knew I had to wait until today to tell you.” (Y/N) replied softly, her own eyes watery.

“Another baby. Fuck, I love you so much, c’mere lovey.” he said, placing the box beside him. (Y/N) crawled into his lap, her arms wrapping around his neck and toying with the curls at the base of his neck. Mat’s hands found their way to her stomach, where he began to rub small circles along her skin, bumping over her stretch marks that he loved so dearly.

“I guess we’re gonna have to push the wedding back, huh?” he said after a few moments. (Y/N) laughed.

“I would hope so. I don’t really wanna be 9 months pregnant in a wedding dress babe.”

“We could just elope, too. Me, you, Dais, maybe Beau. And then celebrate with everyone later.” he suggested.

“Jesus, do you two really have to do everything together? We can think about it, Maty. As long as you still wanna marry me I don’t care how we do it.” (Y/N) said, joking with the first part. They made out for a few minutes, before Mat broke them apart.

“I love you so much. Thank you for giving me Daisy. And this one too. There’s no one on earth i’d rather have as the mother of my kids.” he said, pulling them both up to lay in bed.

“I love you too. You’re my person, Maty. And I love our little family.” (Y/N) replied. “I hope you had an amazing birthday, my sweet boy. I’m so happy you get to share it with Daisy.”

“I did, all because of you. Thank you my honey. Sweet dreams.” he said, pulling her closer. His hand found its way to her stomach again, and (Y/N) felt herself relax, her head tucked into his neck. Posting a quick photo on instagram, he put his phone on the charger and laid his head down. Their breathing fell into rhythm as they fell asleep.

Yeah. Mat loved his birthday. He loved his job, he loved his teammates, and he loved his fiancée, their daughter, and their unborn baby. May 26th was his favorite day.

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bonus: Mat’s instagram post: (my edit!)

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10 Anti LO Asks

1. Just a few basic definitions of deconstruction in literature" "Deconstruction is an approach to understanding the relationship between text and meaning." and "Deconstruction is defined as a way of analyzing literature that assumes that text cannot have a fixed meaning. An example of deconstruction is reading a novel twice, 20 years apart, and seeing how it has a different meaning each time." LO meets neither of these requirements, since it does not follow the original myth to begin with.

2. rachel truly has the biggest brain to not only make lesbians be the oppressors to the rich, heterosexual couple, she even made the lesbians oppress themselves. real 5D chess move there.

3. have you seen the lore Olympus au where they find out they’re actually trapped in smythes fan fiction and have to fight to reclaim their true selves/personalities because. Ther was a scene in it where real!apollo finally transforms into himself and saves LO!persephone from real!minotaur??? On god it was incredible

4. deadass its wild how like everyone and their moms (literally) can just stroll into hades' house all willy nilly? like at MOST i would be able to buy hermes and hecate being able to get in, but literally like?? no named flower nymphs can just stroll in? leto?? youd think the rich king with 7+ dogs would be able to like, invest in a lock at least.

5. What I wanna know is why smythe didn’t just use pan. Could be creepily older than her, historically known for at LEAST being sexually voracious (though I can’t say whether or not he was predatory) with a sadistic streak, a tie to nature that could make him obsessed with her, the fact that he could LITERALLY die at the end for a satisfying punishment? Girl Apollo was so nonsensical. If she’s gonna pick a random god to slander it may as well be one that makes sense

6. Still angry about Leto made into a SUN GOD that gaslights her kids. In the myth, Apollo & Artemis weren't known for wrath but one time they did team up to kill innocent mortals because a mortal woman shamed Leto for only having 2 kids (when fertility was highly praised). This story alone showed how gods are capable of horrible things because they don't put mortals on the same pedestal as their own.

If RS wanted to make Apollo a villain, at least make it like this story, where he's doing this out of love. Making Leto (a loving mother who's loved by her children) an abusive & manipulative parent served no purpose and instead just made Apollo's villainous arc clumsy because he didn't really CHOOSE to do any of it.

7. Rachel claiming LO is in the "monster boyfriend" genre is not only wrong, it's just insulting to actual monster fuckers. She could maybe argue it's a monster girlfriend comic, since hades gets off sexually to persephone turning into a giant and murdering people, but him?? how dare you. unless she means being a slave owner capitalist dictator is a monster, in which case maybe dont romanticize that kind of monster you white devil 💀

8. It's funny to see Smythe so against PJO given the fact that her and Riordan both regularly screw up their representation.

9. Tbh, I do not give a F * C K about his infertility. It doesn’t have to be shoved in the story and get the fans thinking Persephone will fix that because she’s a fertility goddess! I know I may sound rude but for Hades to lose his ability to give baby juice JUST TO BE KING??? Not a risk. What should’ve been his risk was knowing he would be alone in the underworld, just like it was addressed in his flashback of being eaten by Kronos. I have a ton of things I would like to say on Kronos as well but for now, I do not have any knowledge on Kronos in the original myth. 

10. tbh the fact lo hades wants kids yet shows zero actual empathy or patience screams he'd be a horrible father. for many of zeus' faults in myth, zeus fiercely loved his children and would do so much for them, especially his daughters. i know myth hades didnt have children but he seemed that he could be a strict but loving dad, but lo hades? nah, he seems too focused on himself and his wants to ever really give that up. Any kid he'd have would likely see their nannies more as parents than him.

[shesawriter39049]

|Breakdowns & Bugatti’s| M|

     *****  Headcanon’s for my OT7 AU*****

Genre: Rich Kid AU/ Drama/ Suspense/ Smut/ Angst

AU SUMMARY : The story of 8 heirs, who also happen to be the children of some of the most powerful, and well known political figures in The Big Apple! This is a candid look at all of the sex, lies, drama, scandals, couture and boujee affairs that are caught both on, but more importantly off camera!

OR: Gossip girl meet’s HTGAWM? Essentially if GG was on HBO, darker, and had more depth within it’s plot! Which is no shade, I love me some Gossip Girl, but realistically looking back a lot of the “Drama” wasn’t that...deep lol! But we still loved it all the same!

Note:  The first chapter is called “The Kim’s of New York” So these headcanon’s are solely the Kim boys & the OC! ALSO, I just tried to find the most discrete gif for the Y/N there is NO ethnicity for ANY of my OC’s! Also, it’s set to be a OT7 intertwined plot but the smut with the OC will prob only be 3/4 members deep!

***The sneak peek for part 1 which is Namjoon X Reader will be linked***

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Name: Namjoon Kim

Age: 21 Birth place: New York, New York

Current Residence: West Village, New York/ Songpa-Gu, Seoul Korea

Profession: Heir, College student, Entrepreneur, Art lover, Smartass, Heartbreaker (Closet fuck boi) 

College: NYU (Incoming Junior)

Degree: Aiming for a Master’s in Journalism & Political communication. Endgame :Political Journalism

Preferred Degree: Opinion, Trade, or Art Journalism, or a Museum Curator   (Namjoon actually anonymously runs a pretty popular art based travel blog)Namjoon also dabbles in that Soundcloud life making beats under an undisclosed name...however that’s just a hobby....so he says...

Business Type:....Co-owner/founder of an exclusive, invite only, dating service....do with that information what you will!

(Bonus Question ) Licensed Business?: LMAO….sure

Net Worth : 10 Figures

Dating Status : Closet Fuck Boi! Wait, is that not an option? Okay fine. He’s single...ish…Kinda? Well to be fair it depends on the time of day honestly! Is it a Sunday? Are we going to Brunch at Society Café? Or, is it Friday night and he’s going to the “Press Lounge”? More importantly is it election season and and does his father need him to not look like a hoe!? This is all crucial information, I need meticulousdetails honestly! So for the time being I guess I’ll have to pass on the question!

Aesthetic : Tom Ford X Hugo Boss X Valentino X Dior X Tommy Hilfiger = Couture Business Casual! I.E Namjoon always looks like he’s going to some business meeting with Elon Musk, and Jeff Bezos! Even if it’s like...noon on a Saturday and your going on a day trip to Nappa...He’s still in calfskin loafers and a disrespectfully tight button up. Namjoon’s giving like...hot college professor PornHub realness...Yup His whole “Scholar Student” Aesthetic is a whole ass kink and baby boy knows it! 

Political Tie: Father, Joshua Kim, New York Senator

Parents : Father : Joshua Kim, (New York Senator, son of Billionaire tech Tycoon Sang Woo Kim) Mother: Christine Kim : Luxury Event planner

Siblings : Only child

Political Party: Democratic

Actual Political Party: Liberal Daily : Matte Black Porsche 911/ Satin Red Ferrari 458/ Bugatti Veyron Matte red

Name: Seokjin Kim (Jin Kim)

Age: 23

Birth place: London, England

Current Residence: Upper Eastside, New York/ Chelsea London

Profession: Existing, Retired Editorial Model, Entrepreneur, Occasional influencer (When he feels like it) IE, the influencer that never really asked for the titile...he’s just rich and living his life! I mean let’s be real who isn't curious to see how the -1% lives?!

College: University of Oxford

Degree: Maybe he has a Master’s in Business...maybe he dropped out!

Preferred Degree: Culinary Arts...or honestly...just chillin...maybe eventually open his own modeling firm or something down the line!

Business Type:....Jin casually runs high stakes poker matches...and that’s all you need to know for right now….

(Bonus Question ) Licensed Business?:...Again...that’s all you need to know right now…

Net Worth : 10 Figures

Dating Status : Single, and not in the mood to entertain….unless you’ll like...walk yourself out after then maybe...Oh also it’s a requirement that you’re aware there’s more luxury brands than Gucci and Louis Vuitton. Show up in anything straight monogram and Jin’s going flaccid on command!

Aesthetic : Chanel  X  Dior X Cavalli X Dolce X Fendi  = On Duty Runway Model! It truly doesn’t matter if he’s going to brunch, the movies, or sitting front row at Galliano! Jin always looks like he should be front row at Galliano! Whilst also effortlessly looking 10x’S pretter than half of the bitches in Manhattan even on his worst day! Androgyny at its finest, well Jin and Judge Parks son are kinda tied in that department!

Political Tie: Father, David Kim, Mayor’s Chief of Staff/ “Ghost” press secretary

Parents : Father : David Kim, (Retired Corporate Attorney, son of Billionaire Oil Tycoon Hyun-Son Kim) Mother: Lisa Kim, Co- owner of Hotel Shailla, daughter of Michael Lee, Millionaire Entrepreneur )

Siblings : Taehyung Kim (20), Hae Jin Kim (29) Deceased...( Allegedly)  

Political Party: Democratic

Actual Political Party: Honestly, Jin could give less than a damn

Daily : Matte Pink Aston Martin One, White Bugatti Chiron

Name: Taehyung Kim (Tae Kim)

Age: 20

Birth place: Rome, Italy

Current Residence: Cobble Hill, New York/ Pairs, France (When he’s not in school...or just on the weekends)

Profession: College student, Painter, Podcast Host, unwarranted fashion critique/ Stylist! Tae lowkey thinks his IG feed is the reprise of “Fashion  Police” Joan Rivers bless rest her soul..she would’ve loved him!

College: Bernard (Sophomore)

Degree:  Fine Arts (Painting/ Sculpture)

Preferred Degree: Exactly...what he’s doing...he enrolled at NYU for business. Lasted all of like...5 months before he dropped out!

Business Type:....Tae run’s a very...controversial late night Podcast  appropriately titled “Tae unfiltered”! It wasn’t supposed to be a job, lord knows he doesn't need one...However due to the steady increase in his audience the youngest Kim is on track to ending up on Forbes without his inheritance.

(Bonus Question ) Licensed Business?:...Yup!

Net Worth: 10 Figures

Dating Status : Single, and more than ready to mingle, Tae essentially had the same girlfriend all throughout high school! The pair broke up maybe 7 months ago when she opted to go to college in London. So let’s just say he has a lot of making up to do and he’s very much….open to new experiences…

Aesthetic : Guicci  X  Gucci X Gucci X  Gucci X Gucci = Gucci!? Nah, actually Tae, is fond of anything that doesn't...blend in...so Moschino, GCDS, Vetements, Kenzo, Balmain= If it lowkey looks like it could've been homemade...but it cost like bare minimum 4k! Or he just highkey looks exactly like you’d expect, like a very rich, art student who loves funky. abstract, unethical, clothing! Is he going to Coachella or to the farmers market? We may never know but that’s fine! He’s also young, and well aware that he’s fine as fuck, and that’s a whole ass problem! Tae may not have a ton of experience but he’s far from shy and more than down to learn...

Political Tie: Father, David Kim, Mayor’s Chief of Staff (Ghost press secretary)

Parents : Father : David Kim, (Retired Corporate Attorney, son of Billionaire Oil Tycoon Sang Tae Won Kim) Mother: Lisa Kim, Co- owner of Hotel Shailla, daughter of Michael Lee, Millionaire, Entrepreneur )

Siblings : Seokjin Kim (23), Hae Jin Kim (29) Deceased ( Allegedly)

Political Party: Democratic

Actual Political Party: Liberal AFFFFFFFFFFFFF

Daily : Lime Green Lamborghini Huracan/ Matte Grey Ferrari F60

Name: Yn/Ln

Age: 21

Birth Place: Paris, France

Current Residence: Upper East Side, New York/ Dubai

Profession:...Taking pictures, of both herself and other people, ugh...looking attractive? Does that count? Oh being well dressed...Self taught photographer, Fashion Blogger, Creative Director,Entrepreneur...

College: N/A ...Possible freshman at NYU or Bernard or, FIT for Photography & or Fashion

Degree: N/A... IF, she went it would be for Fine Arts/ Fashion degree for Creative Direction

Preferred Degree: Honestly, none, she lives and breathes fashion and due to her lifestyle Y/n already has the type of connections that up and coming photographers would die for! BUT...said college degree would shut her father up...so it’s a possibility! However, it’s not like he considers photography or being a fashion influencer a real job anyway...sooo she mideswell just not even bother!

Business Type:....Existing? Her main job is essentially...breathing...and occasionally taking pictures of other people! Oh, and herself as well, she get’s paid to post daily content! She runs a website called “MyJobIsToBeWellDressed” Co-owner of an exclusive invite only dating service!

(Bonus Question ) Licensed Business?: Yes and...(lmao)...for the first part, where her blog and all of that is concerned, yes...she’s 1099 the full nine! The other job however...................mmm... next question?

Net Worth: 10 Figures

Dating Status :YOLO

Aesthetic : 90’s Couture meet’s “House of Yes” @ 3 AM ( Back when luxury brands weren’t afraid to have fun and be a little risque)  Chanel X Versace X Dolce X Prada X Gucci X Galliano = Well kept sugar baby??? Or every time you see her your literally like “Dude where the fuck are you even going!!??” Baby girl is always overdressed, she showed up to go on a doggy date through central park with Yoongi and Holly in 7 inch Louboutin’s sooo..we love that! Owns literally every vintage 90′s runway archive you can think of...If you’ve gagged over it on Pinterest it’s in Y/n’s closet. She’s smooth as all fuck...that’s for damn sure, radiating the perfect blend of BD and WAP energy....she’s a bad bitch and she knows it! Fuck the entire upper Eastside knows it!

Political Tie: Father, Christopher L/N, New York Senator

Parents: Father : Christopher L/N, (New York Senator, son of Billionaire Automotive Tycoon/ Real Estate Mogul Gregory L/N/ ) Mother: Ashley L/N, (luxury) Interior Designer & Daughter of Hotel Mogul Michael L/N

Siblings: Only child...maybe

Political Party: Democratic

Actual Political Party: Liberal

Daily : Matte Black Bugatti Divo / Satin Purple Lamborghini Murcielago/ Any car that any of her friends are driving because...fuck that, ridding shotty all day!

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There they are!!

The sneak peek is linked below...part 1 is Namjoon X Reader

However Jin and Tae are briefly introduced...and they will eventually have induvial chapters as well!

SNEAK PEEK

[tinyboxxtink]

Build Me Up Buttercup *Part 4*

WARNING: This chapter includes suggestion of sexual assault, and PTSD. Please read at your own discretion. 

Tag List: @wanniiieeee

If you need to catch up!

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 5

“Come on sweetie, just let it happen.”

“Struggling is just gonna make it hurt more baby,”

“GOD DAMMIT I SAID STO--”

You felt yourself being shaken away from your nightmare.

“DON’T TOUCH ME!!!!!” You screamed, pushing away whoever it was. After a moment to wake up and realize where you actually were, you turned to see a shocked Barba, and moments later the rest of the team came running up.

“What the fuck did you do to her Barba?” Fin shoved Rafael’s shoulder, while he remained stunned silent. You had to jump out of the car and without thinking you shoved Fin back up off of Rafael.

“Fin! He didn’t...he didn’t do, anything,” You stood protectively in front of Rafael as your voice trailed off. The rest of the squad stared back at you, obviously waiting for an explanation.

“I was having a nightmare, that’s all,” you assured them, looking back at Rafael with an apologetic look. 

“I am so sorry” you whispered, and he gave your shoulder a squeeze.

“I--No, no, it’s fine Y/N; I’m sorry I scared you,”

“It’s not your fault I just...I have these nightmares. Really….vivid, nightmares,” You pushed your hair behind your ears nervously as you all began walking away from the car.

“So do you wanna talk about it or…?” Sonny asked.

“NO,” You blurted out louder and meaner than you intended, and you immediately shrank back.

“I mean, no thank you,” you meekly repeated, hoping they would drop it. 

You entered what you could only describe as a “Honky Tonk” bar, complete with little plastic menus, saw dust on the floor and a big dance floor and stage.

“Did…..did I hit my head on the car door or something…?” You turned to see four grinning faces.

“You told us you missed home, so we brought home to you!” Sonny beamed proudly.

You vaguely remember months ago saying something in the squad room about how you missed the place where you were raised, in the south. But that was it.

“THIS? This is how you interpreted what the SOUTH is?” You looked at them dumbfounded.

“Amanda for Christ’s Sake you came from ATLANTA!” 

“Yeah, and I LOVE places like this!” She giggled, dragging you towards the biggest booth they had while the group followed. All piling in, you finally notice Barba being squeezed into you, his expression was grim.

“....And how exactly did they get you to agree to this, counselor?” you raised an eyebrow.

“Oh please, it was his idea!” Olivia laughed, and it was your turn to look shocked. Mr. “I don’t drink gas station coffee’ suggested they eat a full meal in a place that was taken straight out of a western comedy? 

“I don’t believe that for a second, Olivia,” you scoffed. But glancing at Rafael’s expression, you had to pause. He looked terrified, disgusted, and nervous, but a different kind of nervous, like he was awaiting approval. Did he...did he really do this? 

“W-Why….why would you do that, Rafael? You’re clearly freaking out just sitting here,” You half chuckled, noting him already taking out Lysol wipes to wipe the table. He stopped and looked at you, embarrassed. 

“I...Well, Amanda said something about your ‘home’ and I know you had a rough day and we just passed by this place, and I just...I don’t know I wanted to cheer you up. We can totally leave if you want to, REALLY we can,” He emphasized how much he would enjoy walking right out that door. 

“NO we can’t, Barba. I’ve already started a tab at the bar, you’re stuck here for a while,” Amanda stuck her tongue out at him.

“We really can.  Unlike Annie Oakley over here I didn’t grow up this southern,” You took pity on him, rubbing his shoulder tenderly. 

“Nah, we can stay. I’ll just renew my tetanus shots when we get back to the city,” he winked. 

Soon a waitress in a cowboy hat walked up to the table with a tray of shots.

“A round of tequila shots?” She asked, to which Amanda and Sonny grabbed and served out the shots. 

“Thanks Amber, we’ll get back to you on the food,” Sonny smiled at Amber who nodded and walked away. 

“....Seriously, what is happening right now?” You looked around at your usually stiff and narrow squad, now with tequila shots in their hands in the middle of a bar. 

“Hey, we’re out of town. Rules don’t apply,” Fin winked. 

You knocked back your own, feeling the liquid burn your throat all the way down. You hated tequila, maybe you should have mentioned that to Amanda too. 

“I wouldn’t say that,” Olivia raised an eyebrow. “But, mama’s had a rough week,” she chuckled, knocking back her shot.

Rafael noticed the face you were making and laughed after taking his own.

“Aww hermosa, can’t handle your liquor?” he patted your back like a baby. 

“I can handle my liquor just fine, amigo,” you snapped back.

“However, Tequila is no bueno,” you added with a tongued smile.

“Uh huh,”  he nodded his head sarcastically.

“Excuse me, which one of us here is still a young hot thing with amazing metabolism?” you folded your arms.

“Excuse me, which one of us has more experience drinking alcohol?” He folded his right back.

“Oh I’d still say that would be me,” You said with a smirk, to which your entire squad looked at you with skeptical looks. 

“What? I was locked up in my room my entire childhood, reading books and being a genius. I went to college at sixteen and kinda just went crazy,” you rambled on without thinking. 

Shit, how did you get back here? Change the subject before they start asking questions, change it NOW. 

“...But, um I’m over that, obviously. I’m not that girl anymore, is Amber coming back I think I’m gonna have a stack of ribs,” You grabbed a menu off the table and recited the first item you read.

Again, the squad could do nothing but exchange quizzical glances; maybe they really didn’t know anything about you.

Soon Amber reappeared and you all ordered; you did get the ribs, but added a Hurricane with it. Yeah, that was probably a good idea, right? Luckily everyone else ordered an adult beverage so you didn’t look like a lush; however all of their drinks were much more sophisticated, and you felt the age gap being more obvious than it normally was. 

“So Y/N, besides being a kid genius from ‘The South’ and apparently a college party girl…” 

“I was NOT a party girl!” You snapped out of nowhere, instantly regretting it. Your squad flinched at your hand hitting the table, Barba instinctively went for your other hand under the table. He didn’t know why it was instinct, it was some weird reflex.

“What….is happening right now?” Amanda whispered very loudly to Sonny; she was clearly tipsy.

What was happening right now? Well you knew the answer to that, obviously. This whole day, the whole...Mary, situation. It brought stuff up, and somehow it made itself clear it was NOT going away tonight. 

“Fuck I’m sorry, Fin. AGAIN. Jesus I...I don’t know what’s wrong with me tonight,” you lied, getting up from the booth.  

“I...I need some air,” you lied again, walking away from the group before anyone could respond.

“Jesus, I was gonna ask more about her but I guess not,” Fin shrugged. 

“Yeah I...I wouldn’t,” Olivia gave Fin a knowing look. Barba had seen that look between them before, and if it meant what he thought it meant he did not like it being used about you. At ALL.

“I’m gonna go check on her,” he practically leaped up from the booth to follow you. 

“Rafa I don’t think that’s a great--” Olivia protested but he was already too far to hear.

“...Idea,” She sighed. 

Would she prove to be right?

[spade-riddles]

Sorry mate TTA but I'm gonna need more cuz it's easy & convenient for you to say all that AFTER the fact. Hell any one of us couldve sent in that ask. Perhaps ur legit but I still feel like ur just another hater making up stuff to make us look stupid.

Anonymous asked:

And we should care, why, Tea Time Anon? I'm not seeing any reason to continue supporting those two women or to put any faith into what you say.

Anonymous asked:

I really really really hope that that teatime anon isnt giving us false hopes. Like im already at the edge, one more step and im out. But right now im taking 2 steps back and hang around… again.

Anonymous asked:

Well! It's a REALLY good thing for the girls that buying out of contracts is a thing, then, isn't it!

Because them doing it ASAP is the ONLY thing that will make it so that the number of people that will support them as a out couple ISN'T so low that you can count them on one hand! 😒🚬

Anonymous asked:

Yeah sure like she moved the re-release of her most successful and most anticipated album ever *at the last minute* because of Karlie. As if she was ever gonna incorporate Karlie while married to a Kushner (the divorce wouldn't have come right away). I used to believe so much in tta. But the timeline of events they describe doesn't make sense. Am not falling for the "pivot" excuse anymore.

Anonymous asked:

“I think you all may have guessed that a PR divorce was planned and cancelled because of his Instagram deletion and subsequent reactivation.” No offense to you SR, but this sounds really manipulative. Make us feel good for something we indeed were assuming to gain our trust in order to then excuse their inconsistencies. Also even if 1989 were to be released on May, Speak Now was never gonna be released in July as they had said. Too short of a rollout for 1989. Explain that TeaTimeAnon. 🤷‍♀️

Anonymous asked:

Renegotiate!? Come on. Nope. Taylor better carry on, cause that is bullshit if true. Hell nah. Karlie is ridiculous to keep agreeing to shit—and Taylor is ridiculous to keep going along with it. Nope. Sorry. 😏

I do feel like something was coming in May for sure. I'm not sure what's going on, but things are for sure off. And it is weird that she all of a sudden announces RED 5 months early after dropping 1989 merch. Cool, no problem, but a weird rollout.

Anonymous asked:

Uh why does KK need money from jerk if she has Taylor? The whole she needs his money thing which is why she’s staying is getting to be an old excuse.

Anonymous asked:

There's no way the jerklie divorce was scheduled for the end of May. The end of the contract maybe. But there's absolutely no way they'd be getting divorced 3 months after the birth of the baby. It would have drawn too much unnecessary attention.

Anonymous asked:

Lmao tea time is just saying what we’ve all been saying. They are NOT legit. Stop trying to convince us that they are. They sound like regular fans taking a guess. Enough

Anonymous asked:

Sigh. I am a long time Kaylor and I really don’t find 🍵 credible. There was nothing in that explanation that we haven’t already speculated about at length on here. Unless there’s some strong corroboration of why they’re a trustworthy source, I really don’t need anymore “tea”.

Anonymous asked:

I mean come on. Would a real insider reveal so many details about Karlie's contract which is STILL ongoing in a place that is HEAVILY monitored by Jerk's team? Are we really that naive to believe that someone is offering such precious info without any care? TTA is either a troll or worse... they're dangling fake hope again right when everyone has started saying how sick and tired they are and how pointless it is to still support them. TTA must prove themselves, or not bother us ever again.

Anonymous asked:

Some of what TTA is saying makes sense... But here's my big question: Is Karlie sad and blue every day for months like Taylor talked about in Hoax? Or is she willingly prolonging her contract, pushing Taylor's re-recording schedule, and making it harder to untangle her and her kid from the K*shners? Both cannot be true. I'm not a big Karlie fan rn, but I think it's the first option. Also, TTA said 1989 TV would drop 5/14. So K renegotiated and T pushed 1989 in under 2 weeks? I'm skeptical.

Anonymous asked:

… so a “PR divorce” was scheduled for May, but instead we get Karlie w Joshua’s mom walking the baby and Karlie posing for pics in their stunt apt and a Father’s Day post? Among other pap walks? Literally makes NO sense.

Anonymous asked:

If anything is worth staying tied to the K*shners when you had a chance to be free, I have no respect left.

Anonymous asked:

can someone clarify what the 3rd part of tta's message?? taylors sm, interviews have been messy? like no?? that was(is) karlie?? the only "mess" on her part are that she sent out clues for multiple albums, and even that I refuse to believe that such a meticuluous planner as taylor did not take absolutely every factor in consideration, especially one as big as jerk renemwing their contract or whatever exactly went down. here im assuming that jerk had the power to single handedly renew [PART 1]

the contract, and that the term 're NEGOTIATE' is used loosely, because what could the kushners possibly have to offer to karlie other than money- black, dishonest, taxpayers' money- even her rep isnt being helped by the kushners, so why would she agree to extending their stupid skit that no one signed up for? and taylor has more than enough money to last 7 lifetimes. and if jerk had the power to renew the contract without karlies involvement, there is just no way that taylor didnt [PART 2/4]

take that into consideration. Also, the 22 weeks and men's day thing is too perfect to be planned on a whim, but it is possible that like some anon had previously said, it was planned for 2022, so we can overlook that. but otherwise, there are only so many possibilities: 1. 1989 was postponed because karlie DECIDED to continue playing house with the kushners for money. in which case, either a) taylor supported her (seems unlikely but still possible) or b) they broke up because of this [PART3/4]

2. karlie and jerk are together for real and have a kid together and karlie refused to being a part of 1989 tv era because she doesnt want kaylor rumours again, which i agree would be unpleasant if she really is with jerk, taylor is or is not with joe, and karlies refusal caused 1989 to pivot, and all of us kaylors are delusional to think there is anything more between them. <PART 4/5>,

3. karlie is, infact, bearding with jerk but kaylor broke up a while ago and taylor doesnt want to relive 1989 tv so soon after her breakup because it would remind her of karlie. 4. they broke up sometime in the past and taylor asked her now ex to be part of the 1989 tv era and she refused. 5. tta is a fraud. these are really the only situations i think are plausible, others are free to add more and share your thoughts on these. <PART 4/5>

also, another thing that has me doubting the credibility of tta is how direct their messages are. there is a chance that spade is/was legit because they spoke the same language as taylor- one of codes and puzzles. but tta's messages are wayy too straightforward to be approved by taylor i think. so either, as another anon requested, show some proof, like maybe a single release date for red tv or something, or stop sending supposed "tips" <PART 5/5>

Anonymous asked:

Convenient that TTA shows up after Red TV has been announced. Taylor has been dropping hints about all her albums since before May. Red tv being next makes sense and there is Easter eggs and evidence that was the case. Also: if negotiations happened at start of May, why was KK dropping 1989 hints as recent as last week. It’s doesn’t make sense.

Anonymous asked:

TTA: What about Speak Now TV coming out on July 9th, like you said last time? That album has nothing to do with Karlie. Taylor said pretty clearly that the next album she's releasing is Red TV. So what's your explanation for Speak Now's release being pushed to some unspecified date?

[stop-breaking-my-heart-telltale]

Top 5 Characters in ANF Who Would’ve Made Better Love Interests Than Kate

There are a lot of mixed opinions on TWDG: A New Frontier. Some people like it, some don’t, and some people hate it so much that they refuse to accept as canon in the series. Extreme? Yeah, but hey, to each their own. 

One thing that always bothers me when I do my replay of the series and this game is how much Kate is forced on us and even kinda punishes us for not romancing her. Like, no offense, but I’m not really interested in dating my sister-in-law, especially when her husband is actually alive, and even if she wasn’t my brother’s wife, she’s still not a character I have chemistry with, y’know? 

And every time I play, I can’t help but think that almost anyone else in ANF would’ve been a better romantic interest for Javi over Kate, so I decided to make that the list for this week. 

I would’ve loved more choices and for the game to actually show Javi’s canon bisexuality outside of a flirty line with Jesus that most players didn’t even pick. Just sayin’.

I do want to note that if you enjoy the romance with Kate and the relationship between her and Javi, that’s totally cool. Just because I don’t like it doesn’t mean you can’t ship them, y’know? I’m not here to try to change your mind or tell you you’re bad for shipping something I don’t because I’m not a dingus. You do what makes you happy, friend. :)

Besides, going off the stats, a majority of players romanced her so if anything, I’m the weirdo. This list is just for fun! 

Before we start, just wanna say a big thank you to @pi-creates​ for helping out with this one! Really appreciate it! Now, here are my top 5 characters who, in my opinion, would’ve made better love interests for Javier than Kate.

5. Jane if the writers didn’t turn her into a dead potato

Oh man, you should see your face right now. 

Wait, wait, stop! Before you click outta here in a huff with your “Kenny good Jane bad” grunts and come yell at me, just hear me out-- this entry is mostly a joke and the other four on this list are serious, okay? 

I needed someone to put at #5 and after talking over some options and going back and forth.... Jane came up as a joke and then kind of made the list. Because really, I thought about it. I was like, “Would I really rather have dingdong “whatever happens stay out of it” potato face Jane as a love interest over Kate? Do I dislike Kate as an option that much?” and Pi and I talked about this for a while and yeah.... yeah I would actually. 

When I said anyone but Kate, I guess I really meant anyone. 

Trust me, I know, I’m just as surprised. I guess this really says a lot about my feelings for Kate. I didn’t know I disliked her this much either.

But for fun, let’s entertain this idea of the writers NOT pulling the ol’ character assassination on Jane and she made it to Richmond with Clementine and AJ because--

Jane: "One time I ate glass because I was drunk and thought it was sugar."

Javier: "I gambled on my own baseball matches and disgraced myself for money."

Jane: “Well, I dragged my little sister around with me after everything went to shit until I finally gave her what she wanted and left her to die.”

Javier: “I wasn’t there when my dad was fighting cancer and when I finally showed up, I was too late and he was already dead, then he turned and I bashed his skull in with a piece of wood.” 

Jane: “I shot a dude’s dick off once.”

Javier: “Oof. I insulted an old lady’s cake and then shot her eye out.”

Jane: “I screwed a guy when I was supposed to be securing a place for some lady to have her baby and it resulted in the death of a teenage girl.”

Javier: “I screwed my brother’s wife.” 

Jane: “...”

Javier: “In my defense, I thought he was dead.” 

Jane: “That’s fair.”

Clementine, exasperated and emo: “Oh my god.” 

....I mean... we might be onto something here, c’mon--

Okay, now onto the more legit entries. 

4. Conrad

Now listen... I know, okay? I know. I know this one can be seen as a bit problematic considering the fact that Conrad, in his grief and anger over Francine’s death, held a gun to Gabe’s head and threatened Javi and Clementine.... plus Javi can literally murder him.

...and if you don’t do anything, Conrad with murder both Gabe and Javi and you’ll get a “YOU ARE DEAD” screen...

But we don’t talk about that because it’s not canon.

I know, but listen... I’m allowed to have ships that are difficult, as are you, and this is my list so... there.

If Conrad was a love interest that’s the route I’d take because I love him and I think a relationship between him and Javi could’ve been so damn good if properly done.

I just find Conrad to be an interesting character with a great arc that you only get to see if you don’t shoot him... which is what most people did, so they missed out. And like, I get it, I get why y’all shot him but maybe next time you play, you could consider not doing that?

So here’s the thing, Javi and Conrad share something-- they both lost loved ones because of shithead Badger. Javi is heartbroken after Mariana’s death, Conrad is devastated after Francine’s death, and they both handle that in different ways. Conrad becomes so focused on revenge and getting into Richmond, that he’s willing to threaten two kids in order to get what he wants but the thing is... that’s not him.

He even says so himself when you keep him alive-- he genuinely apologizes for what happened and will end up coming back to save Javi’s life in ep4. The potential for this to work as a relationship? It’s there... the only problem is that my confidence in the writers handling something like this is low, but let’s pretend they used their time and brains wisely-- ya got yourself a classic slow-burn friends to enemies to friends again to lovers romance and I’m here for it. 

3. Paul “Jesus” Monroe

A lot of people really like the idea of Javi and Jesus and wanted him to be a romantic option, and I don’t blame them. They have chemistry in the scenes they share, and Javi can straight up flirt with him at the end of the season, and it’s super cute... of course, I wish we had more but Telltale was too scared to actually show Javi’s bisexuality outside of that one line, I guess.

But, anyway, this ship has a lot of sweet fanart that we love to see.

The only real reason he isn’t higher on the list is that Jesus is apparently already in a relationship at this point? I guess? From what I’ve been told? Listen, I don’t read the comics, I don’t watch the show, I just go off what y’all tell me. Plus, I believe Kent joked about Jesus having someone in each community during the commentaries so like... that’s a thing?

But let’s pretend that we throw that all out and Jesus is single and ready to be in a committed relationship with our boy Javier here. Like I mentioned above, these characters have a believable chemistry from the moment they meet and I think that has a lot to do with how charming they are by themselves. Those different charms work well together.

I also enjoy how much of a badass Jesus is when it comes to fighting off walkers. Javi has a lot of force that you feel with each hit, while Jesus almost has a lighter but just as impactful hit? I dunno if I’m explaining that well-- basically, Javi strong but Jesus can bounce off walls and do cool shit with weapons that feels effortless.

It’s a combo of fighting styles that I love, so these two fighting together? *chef kiss*

There’s also Jesus’ morality and how he wants to see Javier make “good” decisions, y’know? Sure, he gets pissy if you murder the shit outta Badger, which is mostly just Telltale showing you consequences, but I get it. He sees a lot of potential in Javi, more than Javi himself sees. And unlike certain characters, Jesus doesn’t completely hate you for doing something he doesn’t agree with to a frustrating degree.

If the game gave us the option to pursue Jesus as a love interest, he and Javier would’ve been such a badass couple with a sweet romance.

2. Eleanor

This one might come as a surprise to those of you who know my feelings about Eleanor... as in, I don’t like her. I never forgave her for the shit she pulled in ep4/ep5, and now every time I replay ANF and she shows up? Well, all I really hear is the hissing of a snake.

But, putting those feelings aside and looking at her from a different perspective, I do believe that she would’ve made for a better love interest than Kate assuming that if you romanced her, she wouldn’t rat everyone out to Joan, y’know?

Hell, most people believed that Eleanor was going to be the second option with Kate back when the episodes were coming out, and for good reason. The chemistry is there in the flirting, and their relationship could’ve been super cute.

Of course, Eleanor being a love interest also comes with things becoming awkward with Tripp, but c’mon-- as awkward as pursuing a relationship with your sister-in-law and never telling your brother after finding out he’s alive? Nah, I don’t think so.

Plus, for the first three episodes, Eleanor’s not a bad character. In fact, she’s pretty damn likable, she deeply cares for the group and wants to use her medical skills for good.

And you can tell through the dialogue that she and Javi are fond of one another... well, I guess until they shove the Kate thing in our faces and suddenly Eleanor’s like “oh, I thought you two were a thing??” like... Eleanor, we were flirting and I totally rejected all of Kate’s advances last episode I mean??

If she were a love interest, instead of turning on us, she would... y’know, not do that and instead help us out. We have a couple cute moments like back in ep1 where she’s patching Javi up but this time with a smooch? Super cute.

1. Tripp

Okay but seriously, why wasn’t Tripp a love interest? 

He’s the perfect option. I just-- uuuughhhhh. 

They already have a great believable bromance, so why not take it a step further and make it an official romance? Oh wait, that’s right, ya gotta kill off 95% of your determinant characters, I forgot. Sorry Tripp. 

Well, fuck that. Out of all the other adult characters, Javi has the most chemistry with this man. I believe them more than I believe him and Kate. Sure, they got off to a rocky start the progression of their relationship felt natural with every episode. 

That scene where Tripp is confiding in Javi about his feelings for Eleanor? And in turn, Javi can confide in him about Kate? One of my favorite scenes. I only wish there was an option to tell Tripp he can do much better and set the path for the romance. 

Seriously, I’d probably feel more okay about the romance with Kate if Tripp were the second option. That way, Kate wouldn’t be so forced onto the player, the writers confirming Javi’s bisexuality on Twitter or whatever wouldn’t feel like they were trying to earn points without actually showing representation, and we would’ve gotten the beauty that is Javier and Tripp. 

Also, then Tripp could make it to the end without dying that dumb death of his that no one likes. 

And if I haven’t convinced you yet, then look at these swaps Pi did--

--and tell me they aren’t fucking perfect?? You can’t, because look at them. 

Where’s my Tripp route, Telltale??

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Honorable Mentions

-If I wasn’t sticking to just ANF characters, Luke probably would’ve made the list because that’s apparently a popular combo and I dig it.  -Pudding... because Javi fucking loves pudding.  -Honestly Max probably would’ve been a better love interest than Kate oof--

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So, whattya think? Do you agree with this top 5 or nah? Do you have a favorite Javi ship? Let me know, I’d love to hear from you. :D

Next week’s T5F Top 5 Times Lee was the Absolute Best

[darker-soft-starker]

Starker High School AU, Pt 3 (Pt 1, Pt 2, Pt 4, Pt 5)

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There were two things in life that Peter was unequivocally certain were true.

Number one was that Monday mornings were a universally despised, unpleasant experience that no weekend could ever ease the pain of having to endure.

And number two: Sit-ups were a specific and profound mechanism of torture that no person should ever be required to engage in, recreationally or mandated.

Of course, it would be just his luck that the two were combined on this very Monday morning.

It was cruel and unusual is what it was, Peter thought, hands curled at his temples as he pushes himself into a sitting position, falling back onto the dewy grass with a thud that steals the breath from his chest.

Bucky, holding his ankles, encourages him to complete his set.

“I can’t,” Peter gasps, his stomach trembling as he pulls himself up again. “I - oh fuck - I hate this. I hate exercise.”

Bucky squeezes his ankles tighter. “C’mon, Parker, only three more. You can do it.”

Peter shakes his head, even as he pulls himself up again with a pained groan.

“No, I can’t. Make it stop.”

“Two more. You got it. Sit-ups are not the boss of you.”

“Yes - ahh - they are!”

“One more!”

Sweat pours down his neck and his muscles protest as he pulls himself up for the last time. He gets probably only most of the way up before his gravity slams to the ground.

Bucky slaps his bare calf encouragingly as Peter stares up into the glaring morning sun, arms splayed out, his chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath. Oh, god. Never again. That was the worst. 

Covering his eyes with his quivering arms he wonders if maybe coach will indulge him just this once. Maybe he can stay here until training is over, perhaps curl up into a ball and try to blend in with the grass so that no one sees him or subjects him to any more exercise. 

Except Coach Danvers is already yelling at him to get off the ground and get moving.

He smacks his hands over his ears but it’s no use.

“Get up Parker, last warning!”

“Respite!” He yells back pleadingly, curling in tighter upon himself. “Please!”

Her whistle pierces the air.

“Now!”

Coach has been on edge all morning. Her harsh has turned razor edged in the face of their upcoming match against Kingston this Thursday, reminding the team of her expectations, tolerating nothing other than complete dedication.

Which, whatever.

Peter’s dedicated, okay? It’s Monday. He dragged his ass out of bed to be here at an unholy hour, exhausted and bloated from his indulgent weekend, didn’t he?

Erring on the margin of spite towards Danvers and self motivation, which he suspects is her aim, he pushes himself back up. Taking each of Bucky’s ankles in his grip, he starts counting as Bucky begins his set. 

Not that he needs the assistance, Bucky proves his strength by ripping through the set like a bull stampeding through a brick wall. He doesn’t even break a sweat. Dude’s crazy athletic.

It’s really not fair.

As he mentally counts the reps, Peter thinks Bucky’s the kind of fit that Peter both hoped and never hoped to be. He’s effortlessly capable at any physical task, but he works hard for it, harder than Peter would ever dream of working, dedicating hours to gym time and conditioning. Bucky’s not even out of breath when he strikes up conversation. 

“How was your weekend, PP?”

“S’okay. Played Mario Kart with my Aunt all weekend.”

Bucky grins as his upper half rises to meet his knees. “Oh, party animal. She doing okay?”

“Yeah, she’s good,” Peter grins wryly, taking one of his hands from the other’s ankle to push the sweat-damp hair from his eyes. “Kicked my ass though. She always takes Toad.”

“Switch?”

“Nah, GameCube. How was your weekend?”

“Boring. Parents were home all weekend and wanted some ‘family time’.”

“So, you just watched The Voice all weekend?”

“Yup.”

“Nat sneak in after?”

“Yup. How’d it go with Stark on Friday?” Bucky accepts Peter’s hand as he finishes his set. Peter pulls him up and pats him on the back.

The set off in a jog to complete a lap of the field, Coach yells that only five minutes are left, urging them to pick up speed. Peter’s lungs burn when he speaks.

“It was fine.”

Bucky looks at him dubiously, flyaways whipping at his face.

“Well not like, fine-fine, but no bloodshed. See? All limbs intact.” He holds his arms out mid-sprint. 

“Wow, so you’re basically best friends now.”

“No.”

“Did you hold hands and braid each other’s hair?”

Incensed, Peter shoves at Bucky to the sound of his snickering,

“Ew, stop, I just had breakfast. Look, the first experience was painful enough. Can we move on? I really don’t want to talk about it.”

---

“And then he hit on my Aunt,” Peter complains in the showers, soaping up his chest. “Literally right in front of me. Who does that?”

“Did she flirt back?” Bucky asks, dipping his head into the spray. 

“What? No. He said he was just trying to get under my skin,” he puts his head beneath his own shower head, the water pleasantly lukewarm against his heated skin. “I mean, what kind of psychopath does that?”

“Yeah, but your aunt is super hot though,” Wilson says to his right. “Stark’s an asshole, but he’s not crazy.”

There is a general murmur of agreement around the showers. 

“I’m going to need you all to shut up right now,” Peter warns, turning to point at them all. “Keep my aunts name out of your mouth while you’re washing your balls, alright?”

“You heard him, move on,” Rogers cuts in, offering Peter a sympathetic smile. 

He nods gratefully as conversation quickly turns to girls, grades and the upcoming Thanksgiving holidays. There was a reason why Peter was on Roger’s side all these weeks ago, he thinks, observing how the entire team respects his command without query. The guy was just interested in doing the right thing, and that’s pretty cool.

By the time they’re all dried and dressed, the topic is forgotten, much to Peter’s relief. He’s nearly late to first period though, too busy watching Wilson and Barnes smack each other with wet towels and attempting to tame his unruly curls into something resembling neatness. He’s not proud of the amount of gel it takes, but it’s what he’s got to work with. 

It’s not that he’s obsessed with his appearance or anything, but he has a routine that he sticks to. Gel and lots of it.

Once, in third grade, Flash pulled one of Peter’s tightly coiled ringlet between his fingers, pulled on it and said oink. Peter still had some lingering baby fat at the time and so, as cruel as children can be, Peter was donned Piggy Parker for a time afterwards. Sometimes Porky Parker. They’re friends now, but the oinking and snuffling that followed him around the playground still haunts him.

Anyway.

On the way to first period Rogers walks alongside him down the hall. They have English together, but usually make their way separately. It kind of weirded Peter out for a moment because while they’re team-mates, they’re not really friends. 

“Heard you got paired with Stark for an assignment,” the other boy says, his wry smile caught between amused and sympathetic. “That’s shit luck, Parker.” 

“You’re telling me,” Peter agrees, waving to Ned and Betty as they pass. “Dude’s a freakin’ prick.”

Rogers bumps their shoulders together.

“You said it. Want me to have a word with him, get him to back off?”

“Nah,” Peter shakes his head. “I can handle Stark, he’s just some bored rich kid looking for a fight. Besides,” he gives Rogers a once-over, “pretty sure you’re supposed to keep your distance after your last brawl with him.”

“True,” he concedes, clamping Peter’s shoulder and giving it a squeeze as they stop before their room. “But we’re a team, alright? Just say the word and I’ll encourage some sense into him. Promise to be gentle.”

Peter clamps his hands over his heart with a flair of drama, despite being truly touched. “You’re my hero, Captain Rogers.”

Rogers rolls his eyes and shoves him into the classroom.

“Alright, smartass. Let’s go.”

Inside, he smiles sheepishly at Mrs Perez who glowers at them for their lateness and takes his usual seat between Clint and Shuri. He signs a good morning to the former and smiles at the latter, who is staring down at her desk with disdain.

“What’s wrong?” He nudges her chair with his foot to grab her attention.

“The curriculum.” She raises her head and points to the board miserably. It reads Lord of the Flies.

Oh, great. He could use the nap.

Peter smiles sympathetically, opening his nearly full notebook up to a blank page. “How was your weekend?”

“Meh.”

“Meh?”

“Mmm,” She nods, gesturing airily. “You know, eh. Oh, oh! I heard you spent the weekend getting cosy with Stark,” Shuri follows, pretending to search through their textbook. “Wow, that’s a three-sixty, PP. Didn’t know you had it in you.”

“What?” Peter hisses, voice lowering when their teacher looks around as roll-call commences. “That’s not -- ”

“Parker!” Perez yells for roll call.

“Present!”

Shuri snickers as Peter’s hand shoots up.

Lucky for him it’s the last he hears of it.

Kinda.

---

His next class is Bio with MJ who, thankfully, says very little through class. She inspects him with bleary eyes when he enters, nursing a coffee in her hands, always earlier than Peter who has to come from the other side of the school.

Peter’s grateful for the reprieve. When she does speak to him, it’s to borrow a pen or to offer him a sip of her coffee. It’s not a lab class today, only note-taking and listening to their teacher drone on about plant anatomy in the same monotone, so he accepts the bitter black coffee without hesitation.

It’s only then that he ventures to initiate conversation.

“So,” he begins precariously, doodling in his notebook, “how was your weekend?”

She shrugs, appearing more awake than earlier. “It was okay. You?”

“It was okay.”

And that was that, he’s relieved to note, companionable silence falling between again as they turn their attention to their teacher again. It’s not until they’re packing up their books at the end of class that MJ speaks to him again.

“See you at lunch?”

“Yeah, dude. Save us a table?”

“You bet. Oh, and by the way, I heard Stark is gonna be your new step-daddy. Congrats.”

Peter groans.

“How do you -- you know what, no,” he says, pulling his backpack over his shoulders and making a x with his arms. “Nope. No more talking about Stark, he is persona non grata. I’m traumatised enough.”

MJ pushes his glasses up after they slipped precariously down his nose during his declaration. “You’re so dramatic, dude.”

He bumps their shoulders together on the way out of the room and shakes his head.

“Why do people keep saying that?”

---

Ned texts him during recess; Peter is taking an extended break in the bathroom despite not needing to be there, but he’s definitely not hiding, nope. He’s just chilling in the cubicle.

< heard stark spent the weekend < lol wtf < plz verify < actually i don’t want to know < no wait i do tell me < dude

< hello?

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Traitors, all of them.

He wonders if he should leave this school and start anew elsewhere.

---

Here’s the thing.

As much as Peter loves his friends, he has limits to how long he can spend with them before needing a time out.

They’re his motley crew of village idiots. Some he’s known since first grade, like Ned and Flash, others only since he came to the school and subsequently, the football team.

This school headhunted him because of his academic merit. With his pursuit of scholastic excellence - and the fact that some of his best friends would be attending the school, he applied for and was awarded a scholarship. It was a no-brainer - he had big dreams and even bigger expectations of himself to achieve them and he wanted May to be proud of him.

Which was why when it was suggested that he try out for JV, having exhibited some physicality during gym class, he decided to give it a try. It would look great to have on his applications, he was assured.

So he did. Somehow his wiry frame and years of gymnastics was considered an asset and he was promptly recruited by Coach Danvers. At first he deeply regretted the additional commitment -- the early hours, the soreness, adapting to the internal culture within the team. But he’s persevered and he’s glad that he did. 

And for the most part, he copes okay. He can juggle football obligations and after-school activities and the odd tutoring jobs here and there and stay sane, right?

Sort of.

Because as grateful as he was for his broad circle of friends, Peter was still, at heart, an introvert. And right now, his social energy is running on fumes. 

It’s because of this - and nothing to do with the relentless questions about Stark - that Peter retreats to the library at lunch that day. 

Nestled away in the dusty, back corner, near the collection of old encyclopaedias that nobody reads, are an assortment of bean bags. It’s away from the main area, quiet and disregarded by most. It used to be a thriving recreational area way before Peter’s time, but there wasn’t any maintenance to it over the years. Now the bags are old, terribly lumpy and are speckled with suspicious stains, the fabric is thinning and aged. Most people purposefully avoid the old rec area, which is why Peter likes this spot best. It’s his secret hiding space.

He prepares to disassociate for the next forty minutes by getting comfortable on his favorite bean bag and popping his earphones in. 

Next, he retrieves his slightly soggy ham-tomato sandwich from his bag and takes a large bite after unwrapping it. The first burst of tomato hits his tongue at the same time as the music begins. 

Ah, to be alone.

Closing his eyes, he allows his body to sink into the bag and for his thoughts to wander freely.

Of course, because his luck is as poor as he is, his seclusion lasts all of three songs before someone else enters into his space. Well it’s not his space, technically, but it should be. 

When Peter creaks an eye open to see who is intruding he’s surprised to see Thor perched on the bean-chair opposite him. They catch each others stare and smile.

Well, alone time is overrated. 

Maybe his luck isn’t down the drain after all - because this is his opportunity to prove he isn’t a total fumbling loser. He doesn’t know which deity he pleased to be alone in a quiet corner of the library with Thor, but someone up there is clearly looking out for him.

He wants to say something, to strike up a conversation that might make Peter seem cool and only casually interested - something that would make him sound both smart and like, available.

But not too available. 

With little success, Peter wracks his brain for the best opening line but frets because he’s ever been cool or collected a day in his life. And great, now he’s just been sitting there smiling for like two whole minutes like an absolute weirdo. Come on, Parker, say something! 

Thor acts well before Peter has the chance to say anything, pointing at him, his mouth moving with words Peter can’t hear. 

Realising a moment too late that his earphones are still playing music from his phone, Peter hurries to tug them out if his ears, smacking himself in the face in the .

“Sorry, I was --” Peter gestures to his ears, hands shaking, cheeks going hot. God, Thor is talking to him. Him! Peter Parker! “Sorry. What did you say?”

“I said I like your shirt!” Thor replies, way more loudly than what would normally be socially acceptable for a library, but Peter does not care. Thor likes his shirt.

“This?” He asks, gesturing downwards to his shirt where crumbs are dusted at the collar. “You like Nirvana?”

“I do not know Nirvana,” Thor smiles, “but it looks very cool. Peter, right?”

“Uh yeah,” he nods, face positively flaming because again, he knows Peter’s name. Quickly sweeping the crumbs from his shirt, he extends his hand out to the older boy who shakes his hand. Holy shit. Be cool. “I’m Parker -- I mean, Peter. Yes. Nice to be here. I mean, nice to be speaking. To you.”

Even as Peter’s arm is roughly jostled with Thor’s exuberant hand-shaking embarrassment crawls up his neck, and he wants to disintegrate into the bean bag where no one has to witness his persistent, glaring awkwardness. Palms sweating, Peter has to bite his lip to stop himself from commenting on how big Thor’s hands are.

Stop it, he scolds himself, be normal, play it cool.

“Thor, right?” Peter asks, as if he didn’t doodle their initials together in his notebooks. “You were at training last week.”

“Yes, you fell on your face,” Thor nods, gesturing to the yellowed bruising on his jaw, “I saw.”

“Oh, okay, so you saw that! Uhh -- ” Peter waves a hand at his face, laughing nervously. “This? It’s nothing. I’m totally fine.”

“You are clumsy,” Thor states, not unkindly.

“Well, no -- I mean, yes --” Peter tries to come up with an explanation, but falls short. “I’m not always a klutz, promise. Just sometimes.”

“Happens to the best of us. Well, not myself, but you know, generally speaking. In any case, I’m happy to see you’re okay.” 

Thor unzips his backpack then and from within it retrieves a truly gargantuan protein shake, followed by a sub wrapped in foil so large it could be the same size as Peter’s forearm. Sneaking a look down at the remainder of his own lunch, his pickings look pretty slim in comparison. 

“Sorry,” Thor says. “Just peckish for a snack.”

Peter watches, dazed, as the older boy consumes half his sub in a single bite, washing it down with several mouthfuls of his shake.

A snack.

“You’re fine. Anyway, football isn’t really my forte,” he admits after a moment, drawing his knees up. “I mean, I’m okay at it and I like it, but it’s not really what I’m best at, y’know?”

The blond boy nods, “I’m on the varsity team,” he proclaims, wiping his mouth. “Whatever that means.”

His accent is so thick it takes Peter half a moment to figure out what it was that he said. 

He’s not sure if Thor is being serious or not but the one question Peter has is why is he so fucking cute? 

A silence follows, albeit not an awkward one. It gives Peter the opportunity to inspect the older boy, nearly a man at his height and stature, of course helped along by the generous distribution of facial hair across his lower face. 

“Uh, did you play football back at home?” Peter asks, keen to keep conversation going. “Soccer?”

“Oh yes,” the boy nods. “Soccer, tennis, volleyball. Water polo. Badminton.”

“Wow,” Peter blinks, “that’s a lot of sport. You’re like the whole Olympics here.”

He’s awarded with a lazy grin for that comment. Thor, to his credit, doesn’t appear to be boastful about his physicality, seemingly a result of his passions instead of a product of vanity.

“Close enough, I suppose. What else do you play, besides football?”

“Uhh --”

Oh god. How is he supposed to respond to that when the idea of doing additional sports outside of football is abhorrent? He can’t tell Thor that. Surely he can fake a common interest. Think of something, Parker, think, think.

The first bell rings, saving him from having to provide a potentially humiliating answer, seeing as all how all that could think of was chess, or PC. Both of which are true and accurate, but not exactly something he thinks that would make him appear more attractive or endearing.

Thank god for fifth period.

“To be continued?” Peter asks as he picks up his backpack, just a little hopeful.

There’s an awkward bit of shuffling as they rush to get off the sagging bean chairs, moment filled with odd squeaks of polystyrene as they attempt to stand.

Thor nods and to Peter’s surprise, doesn’t immediately rush to get away from him. There’s an awkward bit of shuffling as they rush to get off the sagging bean chairs with, odd squeaks of polystyrene as they stand. Instead, he accompanies Peter all the way out of the library, walking alongside him into the main hallway where a flurry of students are intersecting to get to their next class, walking alongside him.

Heads turn to watch them as they depart the library and enter the halls. For a moment, as kids part like the red sea to make way for them - for Thor - Peter wonders if this is what it’s like to be famous. Or to be on the arm of someone famous. It certainly feels like it, because even though the revere isn’t for Peter specifically, it seems like the weight of everyone’s awe is on them.

He doesn’t like the attention. But he likes Thor.

To his delight, the older boy follows him to his locker. Embarrassingly, it sticks when Peter tries to open it, as it usually does. He struggles with it for long, humiliating moments before Thor opens it with one hand.

“Thanks,” he says, blush creeping back up his neck. “You’re like, crazy strong, dude.”

Thor flexes and inspects his own bicep, as if seeing it for the first time.

“Perhaps,” he concedes, smiling roguishly. “Back at home I used to lift my brother for weight training.”

“You what?”

“A story for another time,” Thor shakes his head, shuffling closer to be heard over the traffic of students. “Anyway, I should be going. But there was something I have been meaning to ask you, if I may take a moment --”

Peter freezes. Oh my god, this is it, he thinks. 

It’s happening.

“-- seeing as you and I have similar interests and we seem compatible, it would please me greatly if you would agree to --”

Heart racing, Peter turns, a fervent yes already on his lips.

It dies when there is a loud call of his name in the hall.

“-- Hey, Parker!”

Whatever Thor was going to say wilts at the interruption, seemingly forgotten as he waves at the intruder. Peter turns to see who called out for him and instantly wishes he didn’t.

Heart dropping to his stomach, he squeezes his eyes shut and sighs. 

This is his luck.

Never has he wanted to melt into the floor and die like he does right now as Stark approaches the pair in quick strides.

Hands shoved into his jean pockets, Stark’s wide eyes dart between them inquisitively, a shadow of a smirk crossing his face, disappearing just as quick.

“Well, pardon me. I hope I’m not interrupting anything,” Tony places a hand on his heart and leans on the locker next to Peters. “Thor, barely a pleasure as always.”

“Stark,” Thor nods.

Tony simpers, smile saccharine sweet and gestures to an uneasy Peter.

“I am just so sorry to intrude, but would you mind if I spoke to my husband here? He’s such a slippery one, aren’t you, sweetums?”

Thor looks between them, head going to and fro like a pendulum.

“He’s not my husband,” Peter rushes to assure, acutely pincered between Thor’s confusion and Tony’s mischief. “I mean he is, but it’s for an assignment. We’re not really -- it’s not real. I don’t like him.”

Tony exhales heavily, looking at Thor with dismay. “That’s not what he said in our wedding vows.”

Peter wants to punch him in the throat.

“I understand,” Thor smiles, patting each of them on the shoulder. He dips his chin and catches Peter’s eye. “To be continued?”

“Y-Yeah,” Peter nods enthusiastically, probably too enthusiastically, he thinks, as his aim is to pretend to be cool and disinterested, but he doesn’t even care because maybe not all is lost after all. “To be continued. See you.”

All of the pomp bleeds away from Tony as Thor walks away, his posture turning into a slump against the locker.

The smile drops from Peter’s face. He sends Tony a heated glare as he retrieves from his books, shoving them into his bag.

“What do you want?” he grumbles, slamming his locker shut. “You have the worst timing, you know that?”

“It’s part of my charm,” the other boy shrugs. “What can I say, I’m delightful.”

“You’re deplorable.”

Tony gasps in mock offence. “Deplorable? Good lord, Parker, is that any way to speak to your husband?”

“If the shoe fits,” he says, crossing his arms over his chest. “Look, I have to go to class. Say what you want or move out of the way.”

Tony rolls his eyes. “Oh, don’t be like that. C’mon, what were you and He-Man grunting about, hmm? Grr, me big, you tiny?”

“Unless you have a point,” Peter asks, pointing to the main hall, “I’m leaving.”

Tony puts his hands up in surrender, however the glib expression doesn’t quite leave his face. But at that moment Peter doesn’t have it within him to care, he’s not here to entertain him and sooner they get this over with, the better.

“Alright, alright, buzzkill. Come outside, I have to talk to you about the assignment.”

Peter looks at him, perturbed. 

“I need a smoke,” he explains, tutting at Peter dispiritedly. “Also, don’t lie, I know it’s your free period.”

He doesn’t wait for Peter to respond, heading straight for the double doors that lead to the courtyard at a sedate enough pace for Peter to follow. Nonetheless he jogs a few paces to catch up after debating whether or not it was a good idea to follow or if he should hide in the boys bathroom.

Again.

It’s fairly chilly out, the wind whipping through his clothes. He wishes he had a scarf or gloves or something, opting to shove his hands into the pocket of his hoodie and hooking the hood over his head.

“How do you know it’s my free period?” he queries loud enough to be heard over the wind. 

“Because,” Tony turns to walk backwards, the breeze whistling around them, “it’s also my free period and you always stink up the library so I can’t go there,” he rounds the corner to lead Peter to the shaded area behind the auditorium where a few students are lingering, most of them smoking. 

“And you take the best seat. Personally, I think it’s selfish. I can’t possibly sit there after your ass has warmed it.”

Willing himself to not rise to Tony’s level of pettiness, he crosses his arms over his chest as they come to a stop. The wind is at full force now that the surrounding buildings aren’t taking the brunt of it and it is cold as all hell, although Tony’s in a black t-shirt and doesn’t look affected at all, probably because he’s cold-blooded or warmed by hellfire.

Tony cups his hands over his lighter to protect the flame from the breeze, struggling briefly to light his cigarette. Once the end is properly alight, Tony takes a drag while staring at him. 

His hand comes to rest at his thigh, smoke rising idly from the cigarette. After a moment, he exhales the smoke in Peters direction.

“Wow. You’re disgusting,” he waves his hand in front of his face to dispel the smell. “Don’t you know second-hand smoke can kill?”

"Yes. Do you want a drag to speed up the process?”

“Don’t be a dick,” he says as Tony seems to find himself funny, offering up the cigarette in jest. Peter has half a mind to snatch it out of his hands and stomp on it. “I know that’s hard for you.”

“I’m joking, okay. I thought the wind would redirect the smoke. My bad.”

Peter rolls his eyes. “Yeah, I’m sure. Anyway, the assignment? Still waiting for whatever was so urgent."

Tony takes another drag, flicking ash to the ground before answering.

“I booked an appointment with a realtor for tomorrow after school.”

That has Peter’s curiosity piqued. “Really? Where?”

“LIC. One of the agents has agreed to be a reference so our domestic nightmare can be officially documented. Yay, go team.”

“Yay,” Peter deadpans. “What time?”

“Appointment’s at four-thirty,” Tony retrieves his phone from his pocket and hands it to Peter. “Give me your number and I’ll send you the details.”

Peter accepts it with a grimace. It’s warm from Tony’s body heat. Ugh.

“And now you can say: ‘thank you for being proactive, Tony, you’re so much better than me, Tony’.”

“Thank you for being proactive, Anthony, even if you’re a self-aggrandizing jerk,” Peter mutters, voice getting progressively more sarcastic. 

A wide smile blooms on Tony’s face, clearly pleased with himself. 

“You’re welcome, Parker.”

He is going to let that one go, Peter decides, feeling magnanimous on spite of the circumstances. He’d never admit it, but he’s kinda surprised by Tony’s apparent initiative, and even genuinely a little grateful that the other boy has arranged this so quickly. Or even that he thought to arrange it at all - field research was one of the highest scoring components on the rubric for this assignment.

Eyes flicking up for a moment, he assesses the other boy. Maybe he’s not as much of a slacker as Peter thought he was.

Tony, slumped against the brick wall, rubs his stomach and burps quietly. 

Or maybe he is.

Nevertheless, Peter types in his details and saves his contact in Tony’s phone as Your Better Half. 

Peter isn’t too much to look at, he knows, but he’s not the weak link here.

Tony accepts the phone back and wipes the touch screen on his shirt before pocketing it. 

“Alright then, meet me after school tomorrow in the parking lot. Don’t be late,” he flicks his cigarette to the ground and steps on it to put it out. Tony bends at the waist then to pick up the stub, clutching it in his fist for later disposal instead of leaving it as litter.

That surprises Peter a little, it’s more thoughtful, conscious a gesture than he would have expected to come from Stark. Not that he’s ever personally seen such behaviour from him, but it wouldn’t be a stretch with his devil-may-care attitude. Would it?

He’s about to make mention of heading back inside when Stark takes two purposeful steps towards Peter, bridging the gap between them. 

Peter freezes on the spot, breath caught in his chest as Tony brings them nose-to-nose.

He flicks his eyes down at Tony’s lips when his solemn expression morphs into an impish smile.

“Dude, what -- ?”

While Peter is distracted, Tony’s hands dart out to grip the strings of Peter’s hoodie, tugging them until the hood shrinks around his face.

“Do me a solid and try to wear something that doesn’t make you look like you’re a step away from lining up at a soup kitchen, okay? Y’know, something nice.”

Peter smacks his hands away furiously, letting out a breath he didn’t know he was holding as Tony backs away, snickering.

“You really get off on being a prized piece of shit, don’t you?” he mutters, somewhat self conscious as he tries to correct the hood. “Poor jokes, that’s real nice. Sorry not all of us were born wearing Balenciaga.”

He continues to struggle with it as they move away and head back towards the main building, pushing it off his head altogether. 

“Calm down, Charlie Brown, it’s not that deep,” Tony says drily, although his flippant demeanour softens significantly. “I have no doubt that you’d still manage to look like a hobo even if you were loaded, okay. You just have that grubby vibe.” Tony claps his hands together. “So, tomorrow. Meet me in the parking lot. Yes?”

Inside, away from the wind, Peter is still helpless to quell the hurricane that is Tony Stark. He gives him a tired thumbs up.

With that Tony sets off in the opposite direction, leaving Peter to wonder what the hell just happened, and what his life has become these last few days. 

“What a jackass,” he says to himself.

Now alone, he rubs his hands up and down his face, fruitlessly attempting to scrub away the memory of Tony close to him, eyes warm with mirth, the heat of his body up close and the smell of nicotine on his breath as he quite literally tugged Peter’s strings. It takes longer than he likes to will the image away and to calm the furious beat of his heart.

Furious; a feeling Peter is becoming progressively more familiar - and uncomfortable with.

Ben used to say that being angry at someone was allowing them to take up space in your head, rent free. He was right, because it never served Peter well to house animosity when acceptance was kinder to his soul and psyche, and to others -- but he can’t help it with this guy. Tony Stark is like an ear worm of the brain. He has this completely obnoxious way of making himself front and centre despite Peter’s best efforts to cast him to the sidelines.

While he’s willing himself to move on his phone vibrates inside his pocket with a new message.

> ur not my better half, loser > why r u like this > nvm i already know lol. > remember, don’t be late 2morrow

Peter, just a little satisfied with himself for getting under Tony’s skin, saves his contact as Tiny Stank and types back quickly, eager to get back to his seat in the library - assuming Stark hasn’t already occupied it - and make the best of his remaining free period.

<  whatever helps u sleep at night < also, plz lose my number after this is over

> way ahead of u, princess > say hi to aunt may for me

Ugh, Peter cringes, pocketing his phone without replying.

That guy is the worst.

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[fuckingthefictional]

Biggest supporter

Pairing: Philip Hamilton x Reader

Warnings: none?¿

A/N: Have a short shit fic that HASNT been proof read! Enjoy and stay safe.

“I’m home!” Angelica carelessly tossed her school bag to the side of the hallway, as she slipped off her shoes.

It had been a long, long day, and you knew it would only get longer as the hours played out.

School was crap, and you had agreed to stay behind and tutor Angie in Bio (which the eldest Hamilton girl was failing in) so your day was already longer than normal.

And then you couldn’t forget the fact that you had homework to get done, oh and you’d told Eliza that you were happy to babysit for her.

You loved the Hamilton kids you really did, they were sweet and full of life and personality.

It definitely made you think of your future with Philip. The newest addition to the Hamilton family had hit both of you with baby fever and you’d be a liar if you said that you hadn’t discussed the idea of having a baby together.

In the end you’d decided to wait a few years, considering you were still seniors in high school, young as fuck and had your whole lives ahead of you it didn’t seem like the best time.

Not to mention your parents would most definitely kill you both.

You had been so wrapped up in your own thoughts that you hadn’t even noticed Philip comes down the stairs.

“What’s going on in your pretty mind?” He placed a kiss on your temple, as his hands slid around your waist.

“Thinking about us and the future.” You replies smiling warmly at the thought of it.

“Hmm,” He mumbled as he kissed at your jawline, “You’d look so good pregnant- plus the process is pretty fun too.”

You giggled slightly, as you smacked his chest, “Yeah however that can’t happen tonight because I’m babysitting your siblings.” You walked off into the living room in order to resist any further temptations.

When you walked in you were immediately tackled into a hug by three year old William, You scooped him up into your arms. Giving his chubby cheeks lots of kisses.

Eliza was sat on the couch feeding Ellie (Also known as Little Liza) a bottle, and watched in laughter as her eldest son looked on in betrayal as his girlfriend snuggled up to the toddler.

“Jealous Pip?” She sent a smirk your way as you giggled in response.

“You two always gang up on me,” Philip groaned as he sat down next to you, wrapping an arms around your shoulders.

“Nonsense!” His mother, waved a hand in dismissal, “It’s your father and your uncles that do that.”

Alexander appeared round the corner, his reading glasses still perched on the tip of his nose. He had a few papers in his hands that he appeared to be reading through, but stopped when he saw you all conversing.

“Hello Y/N.” He smiled in your direction as he walked over to his wife, touching her shoulder and caressing Ellie’s soft curls as she suckled softly.

“Hi Mr Ham-“ he gave you a look, his eyebrow raised up, “Alex.” You smiled sheepishly, “Where’re you planning on going tonight?”

“He’s taking me on a proper date and then we’re spending the night at a hotel- but we can always cancel if you’re not up for babysitting.”

It was obvious that Eliza was anxious about leaving her children, but you knew she needed a break and so did Alex for that matter.

“Eliza seriously it’s going to be fine,” you placed William in his brothers lap and rose from the couch, “I know all of the kids’ bedtime routines, all the numbers and contacts that I might possibly need, Philip texted me earlier saying that you put the kids’ dinner on.” You reached forward holding your arms out to take Ellie from the older woman, “Go out and have a good night.”

Eliza looked conflicted for a second, before she nodded and placed the small infant into your arms. Ellie squealed slightly at the movement but soon quietened down after you rocked her slightly.

“Now,” You said, “Go and get ready for your night out, enjoy yourselves and we’ll see you in the morning.”

Philip’s mom laughed softly, placing a kiss on your cheek before she turned and began to exit the room.

“Don’t have too much fun Ma, I really don’t need another younger sibling!”

-

A few hours had passed by, everybody had eaten dinner. Their bellies stuffed full of Elizas exceptional home cooking.

You had left Angelica in charge of some of the older kids (which mainly just included not letting Alex Jr, James and John kill each other while you got the youngest Hamilton children ready for bed), Philip being the sweetheart he was- had volunteered to clear the kitchen up and put the dishes in the washer.

Which left you to get William and Ellie into bed. You had changed them both into their pyjamas and was in the process of putting William in hours toddler bed when he asked the question.

“Y/N/N?” His voice was thick with sleep.

“Yes honey?” You caressed his hair, knowing it would make him sleepy.

“When are you and Pip gonna have a baby?”

The question made you almost choke in surprise, but looking at the toddlers face- you realised that he was dead serious.

“I don’t know buddy,”

“Mama said that people have babies when they love each other lots and lots.” He responded sleepily.

“Your mama’s right bud, your brother and I will have a baby at some point I hope- maybe in a few years when we’re older.”

When you looked down again, the boy was sound asleep. His breathing was steady and soft snores were coming from him.

“Goodnight buddy, sleep well.” You leans down to brush his hair back, and kissed his forehead gently- before you crept out of the room.

In the room adjacent to William you could hear the sound of Ellie fussing, as she walked in she came across a truly domestic scene.

Philip in the rocking chair, bottle in one hand and his baby sister in his arms. The soft creaks of the chair rocking filled the room, only to be overtaken by Ellie beginning to cry.

“Come on Ell,” Philip begged, “It’s bedtime.”

You leant against the doorframe, watching as your poor boyfriend struggled with what to do.

Walking towards him, you wrapped your arms around his waist. Standing up on your tip toes you pressed a long kiss to his cheek.

“Can you try her please?” Philip mumbled.

You nodded into his neck, and began to take the tired baby from him.

You turned on the CD player that began to play a soft melody to the room, you sat on the rocking chair and began to sway back and forth with Ellie still in the crook of your arms.

You began to feed her with the bottle of milk and not even 5 minutes later, she was in her own little land of sleep. You slowly rose from the seat and placed her down in her crib.

“I heard what you said,” Philip stood behind you, embracing your body with his strong arms. He placed a kiss on your temple as his lips traveled down to your neck, “About having a baby in a couple of years.”

“Hmm.” You closes your eyes, verbally motioning him to continue.

“And I just want you to know that I’d wait for you no matter what. If in a few years time you’re not ready, then I’ll wait.”

“I love you so much.” You leant up to kiss his lips, “You have no idea how much you mean to me Pip.”

“I love you too Angel,” He looked down into your eyes, it was clear that they held so much love and adoration, “Even if my 3 year old brother is smoother than me when it comes to showing his undying love for you.”

You laughed heartily, “Nah he’s our strongest supporter.”

[purplesurveys]

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1. Do you enjoy being surrounded by neighbors, or would you be more comfortable someplace secluded? I feel like being somewhere secluded would affect me negatively. I like the vibe where I currently live, where I have neighbors but none of us feel the pressure to talk with one another and keep up ties and such.

2. Is there any sibling rivalry between you and your siblings, if you have any? I don’t think it counts as a ‘rivalry’ as it denotes some sort of active competition, but I’m not on speaking terms with my brother due to something he did a few years back.

3. Do you usually root for the good guys or the bad guys? It depends on the character. I usually do find the bad guys irritating which is a testament to their execution, but sometimes there are just villains who are so good at being bad I can’t help but root for them - like Walter White and Gus Fring from Breaking Bad, and to some extent even The Governor from The Walking Dead.

4. Are you allowed to have pets at your house? Yeah, my parents own the place so we have three dogs.

5. Have you ever lived in a trailer park? No.

6. Is there anyone that you know through the internet that you would feel comfortable meeting in person? My circle of internet friends has drastically shrunk over the years and out of the few ones I remain to have, I’d really only be comfortable meeting Aliyah. 

7. Have you ever had a dream involving characters from a game/movie/television show? I rarely remember my dreams but I’m sure that has already occurred before.

8. Do you ever have dreams about people you have never even seen before? Sure. I once had a dream where I had a daughter, even though I’ve never seen whoever that baby girl was before. There was another dream of mine (it was more of a nightmare, though) where I had to witness a loved one getting shot, and I wasn’t familiar with who the perpetrator was.

9. What’s the last thing you wrote down? I had to think of a mock-up for a social media card we were planning to pitch to a client and it was just harder to describe the asset to my associate in words, so I ended up doodling the envisioned material and writing some details on it for her better understanding.

10. Do you remember any phone numbers from years ago that now belong to someone you don’t know? I don’t think so.

11. How often does your household get numbers for the wrong people? Not very often; maybe once every few months. It probably helps that not a lot of people use landline anymore.

12. Have you ever found something strange in your mailbox? We don’t have a mailbox, but generally we’ve never received anything weird.

13. Is there anything specific you need to do within the next week? Just some work-related deadlines I have to accomplish.

14. What was the last movie you got from Netflix [if you use it]? I’m not sure what you mean by ‘got,’ but the last movie I saw was called A Hard Day, but it was the Filipino version coming from the original South Korean film. I watched it with my parents this morning.

15. Are you annoyed by the increase in prices for Netflix? My dad pays the monthly subscription for our family so it doesn’t affect me.

16. Who was the last relative that came to visit you? My grandma and one of my cousins came over for my brother’s birthday.

17. Does your bedding all match? Yep.

18. Are you having company over the weekend? Nopes. I only have friends come over whenever there’s an online concert we wanna watch together, and there’s none of that happening this weekend.

19. Do people come to you a lot with their problems? Not a lot, but my friends will sometimes come to me if they want to rant or need advice on something, yes.

20. Have you/would you ever consider teaching as a career? I don’t think I ever wanted to be a teacher, even as a kid.

21. Are you most comfortable with having short hair or long hair? Ultimately, shorter.

22. Do you usually cut your hair short in the summer? Nah, my schedule when it comes to having my hair trimmed is always random.

23. Are you interested in fantasy movies/shows? No, it’s one of my least favorite genres.

24. Have you ever gone whale-watching? I think we’ve tried it before? but it wasn’t too successful. I was able to see some dolphins, though.

25. What is something that you have a large amount of? K-pop freebies (mostly replicards, stickers, and thank you notes) from all the shops I’ve purchased from over the last few months.

[badwolfrunning]

Just in time for Dot Friday!

Just a cute, sending Dot to college, feels ficlet!

Dot finally got the zipper on her overstuffed suitcase sealed and whooshed out a sigh.

"How's it going, sister sib?" Yakko asked from the doorway. He stood arms crossed loosely leaning against the frame.

"Were you really just standing there watching me struggle?"

"Eeeeeh...no?" Clearly caught he had to laugh, "Consider it payback for moving away."

Dot flashed him a harsh look, "So you're obviously going to help me carry it out to make up for your pettiness."

Yakko rolled his eyes smiling, "Yeah I guess." He moved further into her room now practically bare. Most of what was staying, apparently, were a large poster and the major furniture. But photos, knickknacks, things that made the space distinctly Dot had been packed away ready to once more make their way across the country.

He eyed the suitcase sitting between the siblings.

"I could in fact help you cart this away, leaving me here," He threw his arm across his head dramatically, "All alone-not a sib in sight, quiet days," Yakko leaned onto the bed and started sinking down, "space to myself in the evenings, no one hogging the TV with video games or the landline with gossip. Actually," Yakko abruptly sat up," I was making a point...What was my point again?"

"You need a point to talk now?"

"Nah but I'm sure I was trying to make one."

Dot shook her head, "Your point is that you miss me already!"

Yakko snapped his fingers in feigned realization and jumped to his feet, "That's it!" His hands found Dot's shoulders. He went to say something when a flash of concern crossing his brow, "And you're absolutely sure-"

"Yes! Yakko! I'm sure! I want this, I want to go to college and I want to go back to California."

"Alright, alright, I got it this time, I swear." He put up his hands in defense

"And since I don't want you to feel completely alone like the sad old man you are-"

"-Hey I resemble that-"

"-I'll be back on breaks and I'll call. I promise." 

"I know you will. Won't stop me from missing you."

"As it shouldn't, I'm incredible!"

"Yes you are."

Oh God. 

He was looking at her with 'Dad eyes'. The moniker had been coined at Wakko's graduation from JTAP when the two younger sibs actually had several examples of proud dads to compare him to, ruining Yakko's argument that it wasn't the same thing.

Wakko had been the first of any of them to receive a real diploma, on top of that, his band had just been awarded a chance to record and sell a real single. Yakko was overcome with pride and joy. And as a result was misty eyed for most of the day. 

As much as he tried to play cool, if his sibs were doing something amazing he was usually a goner.

The 'Dad eyes' look itself was something caught between sadness, nostalgia and pride. It was overwhelming to receive. Especially right now. Part of her didn't want him so proud, not while she was so terrified.

This was a big, exciting, intimidating new move for her. She watched both of her brothers make big bold choices like this and now that it was finally her turn, and she was almost petrified!

Truth was, Dot had never known normal life without either of her brothers and now she was going to be completely on her own. 

She didn't remember their parents and whenever she tried to picture them, Yakko's was the only face that came to mind. And she wouldn't see him for at least 4 months.

At least that was on purpose this time.

Dot's breath hitched in her throat as words poured out rapid fire. She launched herself into a hug.

"I haven't even done anything! I wanna tell you not to worry but I don't know if you shouldn't cause I don't know anything about what to expect. I know I'll probably make mistakes and I just don't want you to be disappointed so please just don't be proud of me yet!"

"Dorothy Warner, what are you talking about?!" Yakko pulled her back by her shoulders to look her dead in the eye incredulous, "Not be proud of you?!"

He looked up, her vanity mirror was still just behind her, "Here," he turned her to it. 

"Look.” 

She looked bleary-eyed into the mirror at the two of them. “Look at you, Dot. Look at this incredible, vivacious, intelligent young woman I get to call my sister." 

Dot sniffled not realizing how much she'd teared up until now. Yakko's voice was nasally, he was tearing up too.

But he kept his tone soft and steady hand on her shoulder, "You will probably make mistakes, it's true. But I am never more than a phone call away and no matter what I will always be proud to call you my sister."

"And you'll try not to worry?"

"I promise to try but beyond that eeehhh," he let out a watery laugh and sniffled, "Don't hold your breath." With a finger under her chin he lifted her gaze, "You've got a whole world to explore, Dot, I just wish I could be there with you."

"We would make a great road trip comedy," she said trying to leverage the big wet emotions in her throat.

"Like an Extremely Warners Movie?"

"Yikes."

"I'm sure I can find an afro."

"Oh please, no!" Dot laughed composing herself, "No I...I want to do this one myself. Just me."

"Alright-" they were interrupted by a knock on the front door which subsequently opened. Babs' voice calling out,

"Hey college kid, you ready?"

"Well all aboard," Yakko checked his watch, "5 minutes early as per usual. Come on, kiddo, let's get this stuff outta here, huh?"

Dot nodded and grabbed the smaller of the bags while Yakko took the larger. By the time he rounded the corner Dot was greeting Babs with a quick hug. 

The Warner sister headed past the door.

"We could use just one more set of hands," Yakko said, planting a quick kiss on her cheek.

"Darn and me without any excuses."

With Babs' help everything was set in about oneish trips down the apartment elevator. The -ish being Dot doing one last sweep of her room to make sure she had everything. 

She tried to shake the obvious thoughts protruding about how perfect this all seemed for exactly 3 people. More tears stung her eyes. Hot, angry tears. 

Stupid Wakko. Stupid band. Stupid tour! She teetered around mentally, cursing out her second oldest brother.

Dot took a deep breath as she left her room and paused outside Wakko's door. 

No. Not stupid Wakko, though he certainly seemed to try to earn that title. Today was exciting. Plus, she'd see Wakko again on the break. He was set to be home for Christmas this year. They'd actually get to spend it together. 

The Warners three finally back in the same place at the same time. She couldn't wait. But first. Dot exited her brother's room with his favorite blue hoodie in hand.

Dot pulled the apartment door shut tight and locked it, pocketing her keys. Her hand lingered on the door, so sue her she was a bit theatrical after all. 

She took a deep breath, took her hand back and made her way back down to Babs' car. 

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"Yakkoooooo!" 

He knew he should let go but he couldn't seem to get his arms to respond. 

"Okay, okay." The fur under his eyes was noticeably damp and slightly matted. "You sure you have everything you need-"

"Yes, Yakko, I have everything except a brother who can remember to breathe!" 

Dot shouldered her carry on and turned to Babs who offered what reassurance she could, "Don't worry, I've got him."

"Thanks, Babs." The older girl offered a quick hug, lingering her arm over Dot's shoulders.

"But if I have to handle his panicked mess because you forgot to call, I'll get you," she winked and intercepted Yakko's hand before he could trap his sister in another bone crushing hug.

Dot stepped onto the foot of the escalator. Here we go.

She turned to wave, "Bye!"

Yakko was still waving as Dot disappeared over the escalator to catch her flight. Sending her off was somehow even more difficult than it was with Wakko.

Babs looped her arm in his as if stopping any instinct he might have to go after her. "Come on," she pulled him lightly and he followed reluctantly. 

They climbed into her car and set off. The ride was mostly silent. Yakko's eyes had set solidly outside the window. 

Part of him was glad they weren't in LA. It was harder to picture his sibs as small as he wanted them to be when the city that surrounded him only knew them as teenagers. Still, every five minutes or so he felt his stomach clench and his heart rate picked up. 

It had been years since either of them actually fit in one of his arms, despite his having grown significantly too. 

His baby sibs weren't babies anymore. Well, they hadn't been for a very long time. But for some reason everytime he remembered that it hit like the first.

Wakko had been going nonstop around the world, a literal rockstar that never failed to impress and inspire him.

Dot decided to go to college with a focus in production and film business. There was no doubt in his mind she could revolutionize the industry should she choose.

Both of them had exceeded everything he ever thought would be remotely possible for them.

And Yakko himself? He was sure to find his own new adventure soon. 

They rolled to a stop at a light and Babs took his hand with a squeeze, "You good?" 

Her blue eyes shone in the early morning light.

Then again, maybe he already had. He squeezed her hand back, a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth and he nodded. 

"Yeah. Yeah I'm good."

[an0nymousghost]

simblr asks v2

here are my answers! find the questions here.

i wrote soo much ahaha. like however much you think i wrote, i wrote more than that. imo everything i write is gold though

1. are you going to buy the new pack (cottage living) when it comes out? no, it looks really nice but i legit never ever buy packs at launch, especially cause this one is a expansion and it will probably go on sale at some point

2. do you p*rate your dlc or buy it legitimately? buy it legitimately 👌

3. what’s your favorite world? brindleton bay, it gives like seaside cottage vibes. willow creek is good but it’s boring. 

4. if you use a queue, how many posts per day do you set it as? 3 or 4. i used to do like 12 lmaoo what even was wrong with me

5. do you watch sims on youtube? yes, i watch mainly malixa, oshinsims, and msgryphi

6. what are your thoughts on the most recent pack? (dream home decorator) those sectional couches look good! but honestly im kinda annoyed because now it’s even harder to have all the items filled in when i place lots from the gallery. like i’m just saying like a lot of builds will use that pack probably and if i don’t get it then i can’t really use builds/save files 

7. how many packs/kits do you own? lemme count

expansion: all - 10/10 game: 5/10 stuff: 9/18 kits: none xo

24/38 - 63%

8. what’s your origin id? is it the same as your url? 🤗 it’s in my title, it’s celeschul. it doesn’t look that nice in my title but i use celeschul in my package files and i’m guessing people search things like, “celeschul penny hair” or something like that in order to find my cc- so i keep it in there so the search results are easier. i do want to change it though..

but no it’s also not the same! well i mean it’s the username i use for cc. my origin id used to be an0nymousghost but i changed it. i wonder if anyone’s taken that one?

9. is your simblr your sideblog or main blog? main blog ✌️ my old blog @stardze​ is a main blog as well.

my old old simblr was a sideblog but it had like 1 follower and it literally a bot so i don’t think that counts. i have a multifandom sideblog though 

10. do you have a cc finds blog? i wish. i was thinking bout it earlier and that would be sooo neat but sometimes i download stuff that doesn’t have a tumblr post attached to it, and also it’s stressful to keep up with so nah

11. are you wcif friendly? yes sir. in fact i bring the trouble of wcifs onto myself but doing them even when nobody asked.

12. what’s your favorite sized household to play with? (ex. 1 sim, 4 sims) gonna have to think on this one, honestly 1 sim is really fun and stuff goes by so fast. doing stuff with astrid when she was on her own, it was much more efficient. 

for families, i haven’t done that in a while actually. 5, 2 parents and 3 kids is cute tho. why did i write this this is honestly such a hard question

13. if you have c&d, do you play with pets? i feel like i haven’t played with cats and dogs in forever. honestly i just have no paitence. noelle fae was supposed to get a cat (there’s a food bowl + cat bed in her house) but when summer vacation started, the amount of time i spent playing ts4 decreased a lot. (this doesn’t really make sense, i have a lot more time. honestly it just has to do with my recent obsession with a certain anime/manga and some other personal thing)

i did random nightmares in may though and i had pets frequently. g5 didn’t because sofia scarlett lived in an apartment, but g2/3/4 had cici, and g1 had all the cats. but that was back in march so it’s been a while.

14. what lifespan do you use? i really want to do aging off but then i feel like it drags on. but aging legit stresses me out, sometimes i just want to sit down and do some cas stuff but i only have 2 hours in real time and there’s like 4 days left till one of my sims’ birthdays. 

15. if you own a lot of packs, how many of them have you actually played through? just so everyone is aware this question was made for me

i feel like eps require a specific save made for testing them out, but the only save i’ve ever made for an ep is noelle fae’s get famous save. 

that is literally a lie - i made a save for island living with one of my 100bc kids, maisie acapella. i did actually post it on tumblr BUT then i deleted all the posts BUT i reblogged them on my alt account BUT i privated my alt account so i honestly forgot about it

i have never played through discover university or watched anyone do it on youtube, i’ve read gerbits’ story about it so i think i’m pretty qualified. i’ve always wanted to do one with periwinkle acapella but i never got around to it

another ep i know nothing about is get to work

i tried doing a eco life playthrough but i hadn’t watched any videos and i was like..what is going on. so i quit lolx d ;;;;; i mentioned it but the whimsy stories legacy was the first time i had played with the eco lifestyle features so technically i think i know what im doing

i got outdoor retreat literally on monday of this week so i haven’t played through it yet. 

jungle adventure i still don’t know what’s going on. i remember last year before i bought the pack i was brainstorming, and wanted to do a ja playthrough with luna and cedar, who are a couple who i did a random legacy with and it was all queued to post when i deleted everything (if you’re wondering why, it’s because my queue was literally 200+ posts). except this time i didn’t save them to my sideblog so i lost them. 

i still havent had a restaurant in dine out 

also never did the vet thing from cats and dogs

i have no idea what that rock climbing thing is from snowy escape but i did most of the other stuff because rn g5

city living i did through psc stage 5 and also it was the first pack i bought anyways

the rest of them are either stuff packs or i ended up playing them through casual gameplay (seasons, parenthood)

16. what do you do as you play sims? (ex. listen to music) i listen to music most of the time, or listen to commentary youtube videos because i am an alpha chad. i also used to talk with my friends on voice call but i don’t do that anymore 🥲

17. which sims challenges have you tried? random legacy, whimsy stories, perfect sim challenge, 100 baby, legacy (just the plain get-to-10-gens one), random nightmares, berry zodiac, astrology legacy, apocalypse

i feel like im forgetting some.. honestly most of the stuff i did before simblr was either 100 baby (i love that challenge) or random saves that lasted for 2 seconds. 

18. do you like the new(ish) hair swatches? nah. 

i do appreciate that most cc hairs have a true (ish) black, thank god! and the fact that the hair update is what inspired me to update and fix a bunch of hairs with different issues is pretty nice. but will i use them? no. 

plus it takes up like 5 gb? depending on how many packs you have.

19. post the latest screenshot you took 📸

i live in cas

20. what is the cc/ingame hair that looks the most like your own? i think that dream home decorator side part hair looks a lot like my hair. honestly i havent see much like my hair but that one is kinda-? close

21. who is your favorite sim of yours and what is their story? noelle and alari fae i think! 

link to post

noelle is blonde and has blue-grey eyes. she wears purple contacts pretty often though (because she wants to 😌)

alari has light brown hair that is kinda curly, and she’s got pretty vibrant blue eyes. 

they’re sisters, alari is 3 years older than noelle. noelle was 19 and alari was 22 when they got spotted

they worked as models when they were young adults. their jobs involved dyeing their hair blue/pink, and they would model like clothes and stuff. anyways, they were pretty successful. like not ultra famous but they had enough money to not work for the rest of their lives. 

their modeling group was made of 4 girls, the others were named paisley autumn and they were green and red, respectively. some things are: 

paisley and alari started dating during this 

autumn was a single mother to a little girl named destiny

noelle dated many people during this but never ended up finding the one <3

when their contract ended after like 6 years, paisley and alari went to go live together and noelle decided to get into acting. so thats when get famous playthrough started!

there’s more but basically they’re like oc’s with sims on the side. xoxo

22. if you use cc, are there any cc creators that you have like ALL of their items? this is such a good question! i hoard hair very heavily (my folder is 11gb) i so i have like 97% from most of the popular hair creators. 

i think i had legitimately EVERYTHING from simstrouble though, i went through multiple times to check and i also have all of her retired stuff. 

i have everything from ridgeport i think-? because of the fact that she uploaded all her stuff in one big zip. 

i think that’s it.. for a long time i also had everything by clumsyalienn, but then i ended up deleting it and only keeping my faves. 

and looking at my collection, maybe ah00b? i might be missing a couple but i at least have like 99%.

23. what’s one pack you think is underrated? dine out, it’s laggy af yes but it’s such a nice thing for my sims to do. 

24. what are your favorite sims stories/legacies? melons by gerbits always and forever

this question was inspired by this ask anyways so 

25. if you could change one small thing about ts4, what would it be? most of my suggestions are pretty complex but literally just - when you add tray files, they appear at the top. my life would be so much easier

this took me literal hours to answer

[pixelwisp-archive]

i want more orimakki 😩 !!! pls answer these q's i rly wanna know 🥺

Flora I love you so MUCH oh my god thank you for feeding me TT-TT (also I'm ABSOLUTELY SENDING THIS BACK FOR YOU AND OSAMU I WANNA KNOWWWW)

I’m gonna answer these Interview style because it sounds fun to do and because I can😌

This ended up taking me SO long because, per usual, I got way too carried away lmao I'm so sorry

Makki is blue and I'm orange! (Interviewer is red lmao)

1. Who loves flower crowns more?

“Ori, for sure”

“I’m bad at making them though, so I make Hiro make them for me” 

Makki looks at her like😒 and she laughs - he bites back a smile.

2. Who is the one who likes to cuddle?

"Hiro, for sure - I get a little weird about physical affection"

"She hates me"

"That's not true bub, you're just so hot"

"Thanks babe, I think you're pretty cute too"

Ori rolls her eyes and elbows him. "Next question"

3. Who has awful taste in music?

*simultaneously* "Hiro" "Me"

4. Who is the meme lover?

"I run a relatively popular account on instagram"

"I wake up every day to at least 30 new memes that he's spammed my phone with"

5. How did their second date go?

Ori starts laughing as Makki groans.

"He tried to take me to a park for a picnic-"

"Listen it would have been romantic but there was this fucking-"

"raccoon coming to grab our food-"

"and of course Ori is a dumbass ("HEY") and was ready to pet the literal wild animal ("he was so cute :(") so I tried to like shoo it away but-"

"It bit him and we ended up just sharing a cheese stick in the hospital"

"It was a disaster, to say the least"

"It's still one of my favorite dates, though"

"You just like seeing me in pain"

Ori laughs. "Not True!"

6. How many children do they want/have?

"17"

"absolutely not"

"we've talked about having two, maybe three"

"with a couple years in between. Gotta make sure they bully each other. It's important for character growth"

"We'll be sure to bully the oldest so they're not a weirdo like their mom"

Ori nods in agreement.

7. Who hides the weapons?

"I have a knife collection, does that count? I keep them in a display case on the wall"

8. Who is the better dancer?

Makki laughs. "Oh, me for sure"

"YOU?"

"Have you seen your dancing babe?"

"Have you seen YOUR dancing? What the hell is this?" *imitates this god awful windmill move*

"...okay, valid. We're both bad."

9. Do/Did they have a theme wedding?

"We're not married, marriage is for chumps."

Makki sighs. "We're not married *yet*."

"Gross, tryna tie me down stinky?"

"Been trying for years, bub"

Ori blushes, and looks away to hide her smile.

"...maybe"

Makki grins and leans in. "What?"

"I said maybe. I just-"

"I know, baby. Maybe is all I need."

10. What do their parents think of them dating?

"My parents are in love with Ori."

"My parents love him too!"

"Even your dads?"

"Yeah, my dads love you"

"Your step dad doesn't seem to like me much"

Ori furrows her brows. "which one?"

"I'm sorry, did you say 'which one?'"

"Oh, sorry. I have three dads. My mom, my dad, and then their husbands"

"I don't know, your mom's husband doesn't seem like he's warmed up to me"

"It took him years to even warm up to me. He shared his pot roast recipe with you, remember? that was his seal of approval"

Ori giggles while Makki looks at her suspiciously but eventually mumbles "if you say so"

11. Are they a super sappy couple?

"She clowns the shit out of me whenever I try"

Ori laughs. "I'm sorry I just don't know how to act when I'm embarrassed"

"I'm trying to woo you, not embarrass you, you jackass"

"*woo* me?!" Ori cackles

"I don't know why I even try"

(She goes up to him later, and takes his face in her hands, her demeanor more serious than before

"Hey, bub. You know I don't mean *you* embarrass me right? I just get awkward about affection"

He sighs and nuzzles into her palm

"I know you didn't, it's ok. I just love you too much sometimes, and its hard to reel it in"

"I love you too. So so much"

"I am gonna ask you to marry me someday. You know that?"

"I know, and my simp ass is gonna say yes. How gross is that"

Makki rolls his eyes, a smile on his face

"So gross")

12. How did they get together?

"We danced around each other for like 2 years"

"it was painful"

"Iwaizumi finally beat the confidence into me enough to kiss her"

"I don't know that you ever actually asked me out"

"Really? Oh, well then, wanna date?"

"Nah, you're a little weird"

"Damn ok, guess I'll call Mattsun" Ori laughs

13. Who asked the other to get married?

*more gagging noises while Makki sighs*

"It'll be me, clearly"

14. Who stays up too late and makes stupid jokes?

"Hiro. 100%"

"Hey, you stay up late too!"

"I know, but my jokes are always funny"

"rude"

15. Who is the nerd?

"Oh my god it's Ori"

"Hey, I converted you, fellow nerd. plus, you have a knife collection - if that's not nerd shit idk what is"

"touché"

16. Who knows the most obscure facts?

"Hiro"

"Did you know that penguins have knees?"

"I do now"

17. Who makes the other a flower crown?

"Hiro! His fingers are better suited for the weaving, I have weirdly small hands"

"Hey, I like your hands"

"Awh, babe<3"

18. Who likes to read?

"I do! If I'm not reading a physical book I'm always reading something on my phone!"

19. Who bothers the other person while the other person reads?

Makki grins, pointing to himself while Ori shoots him a playful glare

20. Who tutors the other?

"Hiro is actually wicked smart. He an invaluable study buddy"

"Ori is the definition of a bimbo"

"Nah I'm the shebo, I'm not hot enough to make bimbo status"

"Excuse me? Consensus says you are both very hot AND definitely belonging in the bimbo category"

"Consensus? What consensus"

Makki smiles, a little too innocently. "Group Chat"

"Oh my god"

21. Do they have similar taste in movies?

"Ori enjoys literally everything so it's really easy to find common ground"

"We change it up a lot, but we're usually end up with either a horror movie or we binge an anime"

22. How do their personalities compliment each other?

"We're both fucking weirdos"

"Yeah, and Hiro's calm complements my loud - he grounds me when I need it"

"goes both ways - I get loud too. Feelings are loud sometimes and that's ok"

Ori snorts. "Ok, dr.phil"

23. How do they tell everyone that they are going to be having a kid/adopting a child soon?

"Is like, texting them an option?"

"We'll take em' out for breadsticks or something"

"Oh lets have them open up like a lil onesie, our moms would die"

Ori laughs "What's it gonna say on it"

"'You're both grandmas now. Congrats, you old bitches'"

Ori wheezes, folding in on herself in her seat

"That's so fucking stupid, we are absolutely doing that"

24. Who has better fashion sense?

"Look at us. Look at how we're dressed"

"There are holes in my shirt"

"and that's his nice shirt"

"In my defense, it had holes when I bought it"

"So holes are fashionable now?"

"Apparently"

"Hobo chic"

25. Who will punch someone out if they are rude to their partner?

"Ori is a doormat-"

"RUDE"

"-Lemme finish babe - until it comes to her people. If someone's rude to me she is ready to throw hands in seconds flat"

"damn straight...would you fight for me?"

"Of course. you think I wouldn't?"

"Just making sure<3"

26. What songs do they sing together in the vehicle?

"EVERYTHING"

27. What other couple would your otp get along with?

Ori perks up "Flora and Osamu!!! I love the both of them so much, they're so cute together too"

"They're great people, plus Osamu gives us free food and honestly, what else do you need in a friend"

Ori slaps Makki's shoulder "Stop acting like you only like Osamu for his cooking"

"I'm only kidding!"

28. Who likes to prank the other?

"Ori does this thing where she'll do something nice for me and then go "get pranked!" when I notice"

"I do indeed do that"

"I am not kind. Sometimes I'll just, buy an air horn. And press it. while she's asleep."

Ori glares at Makki

"he does indeed do that"

29. Who is the one who loves to take pictures?

"I do"

"He's alwaysss taking pictures, but I hate getting my picture taken and he's super respectful of that"

"...yeah"

(Later, when Ori's stepped out for a minute

"I do take pics of her. She doesn't know it but I do"

Makki starts to show off an album full of candids of Ori

Makki sighs, a soft smile on his face "She's so pretty"

"Don't tell her about this please, she'll murder me")

30. How would they react if they found out they were soul mates?

"Oof"

"That's what you'd say? Oof?"

"It's an oof for you. stuck? with me? forever?"

"you doofus, there's no one else I'd rather have"

"you little fucker, you're gonna make me cry"

makki laughs and squeezes her hand "love you stinky"

Ori sniffles "Yeah I love you too I guess"

31. Where would they live?

"right now we live in an apartment in Osaka-"

"but eventually we wanna by a house. We're thinking of going back home to Miyagi"

"We miss the small town atmosphere"

32. What type of dragon would they own, if they could have one?

"oh my god, a little shoulder dragon would be so cute"

"ok but imagine how much money we'd save with something we could ride to work"

"shit, you're so right"

33. If they were both vampires, what type of vampires would they be?

"There are types of vampires?" looks to Makki, Makki shrugs

"Is dying an option?"

34. What would they dress up as, for Halloween?

"we do themed couple ones but like, not sexy ones"

"yeah, like for instance our friends went as a fireman and his girl was a dalmation, and we were-"

"bob ross and his panting!"

"...she was bob ross"

"this year I'm trying to get him to dress as mothman so I can dress up as a lamp"

35. Can they name each other’s favourite food?

"Ori loves chicken to the point where it's almost concerning"

"Hiro likes cream puffs"

"No no, they're Profiteroles"

"they're the same thing babe"

"but profiteroles sound so much fancier"

36. Do they have pet names for one another?

"The usual"

"Babe, baby-"

"stinky, fuckass-"

"bubs-"

"doofus, dumbass, nerd"

"nothing crazy"

37. How do they cheer each other up?

"I swear to god he's a psychic - he always knows exactly what I need. Sometimes I need space, sometimes I just need a hug, other times he'll have a whole self care night in prepared for me when I get home"

"Ori always knows what to do. She's not a snuggler but she will let me hold her for hours if it meant making me feel better. Honestly most of the time she holds me because - well, boobs"

"Takahiro!"

Makki laughs and jerks away as she pinches his side

38. Do they show a lot of PDA?

"I think we're not too bad. We hold hands, I'll give her the occasional kiss. She lets me wrap my arm around her sometimes"

"These questions are making me feel like a bad girlfriend. Let? :("

"hush, you're the best. You think I'd stick around if you were a bad girlfriend? Do you know how obsessed with you I am? The boys clown me for never shutting up about you even after all this time"

*Ori buries her face in her hands to hide the blush* "Oh my god you're so lame"

"That's her way of saying she loves me too :)"

39. How old were they when they got together?

"I was 22, Ori was 20"

"holy shit, almost four years?"

"Yep"

"wow"

40. Who is the one that would bring the puppy home?

"Me!"

"She's done it before. She named her Ripley"

41. Can they do yoga couple’s poses?

both start cackling "Absolutely not. We can try but it would be a disaster"

42. What is their song?

"Oh its-"

Castaways from the Backyardigans starts playing from Makki's phone as he grins.

"-our song is not Castaways, Hiro"

"It could be. We could decide it is right now"

"We are not making our song Castaways"

"oh c'moooonnnnn, it's a bop!"

Ori laughs "Its-"

"Your song by Elton John. It was playing when we kissed for the first time"

Ori covers her smile with her hand, her eyes soft as she looks at Makki

43. What does their room look like?

"A mess right now, Ori had to find an outfit for today so there are clothes everywhere"

Ori grins sheepishly

44. Who would be the one to kill zombies while the other keeps them grounded?

"Hiro would probably do the killing, I would be moral support"

"I dunno babe, I think if you snapped you could totally become a badass"

"You think so?"

"Hell yeah, I've seen you get mad at Mattsun enough times to know you can get scary as hell when you wanna"

45. Who makes the other breakfast in bed?

"we've done it for each other, it depends on the day to be honest"

46. Who loves kids more?

"Ori"

"But the kids LOVE Hiro so much its crazy, and he's so good with them"

"I like kids well enough but they're so rude and for what"

"I find their lack of filter funny!"

"If you ever feel your ego is too big, just talk to a seven year old. They'll drag to hell and back with no hesitation"

47. Do either of them have a crazy ex?

"I dunno. Do you?"

"No. Do you?"

"Nope"

"Cool"

48. What are their favourite colours?

"Hiro's is this very specific red color"

"Ori doesn't have one, it changes all the time"

"this is true"

49. Who likes to cook?

"Oh I love cooking!"

"She does majority of the cooking but we sometimes cook together"

"he is utter chaos in the kitchen but we always have a good time, even if he make my blood pressure go through the roof"

50. Who is the forgetful one?

"Hey Ori, what'd you have for breakfast this morning."

"I- um. An Iced Coffee?"

"Final answer?"

"....yes"

"Bzzzt. Wrong. You had cereal :)"

51. Does either of them know how to fight?

"I don't mean to brag, but I've taken Tai chi lessons"

"Babe, you signed up for those lessons after we binged Avatar, and you only went to four of those classes before quitting because it was too hard"

"Those four lessons taught me enough to kick someone's ass for you though"

Ori laughs "I'm sure they did"

52. What do they do for Valentines Day?

"We have this tradition of going to the store and each of us take turns blindly picking out snacks, pajamas, and either a movie/video game/or craft project and we stay in and have a little pamper day"

"we also absolutely RAID the store next day when the candy is half off"

53. Who swears more?

"We both swear a lot to be honest"

"Oh my god we're so bad"

54. Who has the better comebacks?

"Hiro, 100%"

"Ori is quick too though"

"But you go right for the jugular"

"I'm not mean to you though"

"Oh no! I just mean with others, like Oikawa - you drag that man within an inch of his life"

Makki laughs "Oh ok yeah that's fair"

55. Who would start a fight with another parent at a bake sale?

"Me. Like I said, Ori is a doormat. She is so afraid of confrontation someone could literally spit on her and she'd apologize to them"

"It sounds so bad when you put it like that"

56. Who reads buzzfeed?

"Hiro says he does them ironically, but I'll be reading something on my phone and he'll start asking me obscure questions, and then I realize he's trying to get me to build a smoothie so he can find out with 'Desperate Houswife' I am"

"She got Gabrielle"

"Which isn't even accurate, I'm totally more of a Susan"

"You have some of Gabrielle's spice, though"

"What did you get?"

"Me? oh, I got Lynette"

"kinda accurate, actually"

57. Who is the hopeless romantic?

"I am, she makes fun of me but I know she loves it"

"I do, honestly"

58. Do either of them know how to do a handstand?

"I do!"

59. Who can rap better?

"oh god, neither of us"

"speak for yourself"

"go on babe, rap for them"

"...well I can't right now"

"exactly"

60. Do either of them want to go sky diving?

"I'd be down"

"I love the idea of it but oof, I'm too chicken shit"

61. What do they usually text about?

Makki pulls out his phone

"'hey babe, we're out of eggs' - that was Ori"

"'dog' - with a pic attached of said dog, that was from me"

"11/10, 'I hope he knows what a good boy he is', that was Ori's response"

"Then Ori ranted to me about Uraraka's character development"

"the wasted potential is appalling"

"absolutely it is. 3 hours later, from me - 'I forgot eggs'"

62. Who is the dramatic one?

"me, for sure"

"She's self aware though so its not so bad"

63. Is either one confrontational?

"Not really? We both avoid confrontation whenever possible. If something needs to be said though, I don't really have any reservations about it"

64. What is their favourite cuddle position?

"Me as the big spoon, I much prefer holding him I think, its less hot that way"

"Plus, boobs :3"

Ori groans as Makki laughs "I hate you"

65. Who are their favourite musical artist(s)?”

"Ooooh thats a toughie, we listen to so much"

66. What are their parenting styles?

"I tend to be the bad guy"

"That's not true!"

"Why do you think kids like you better? I'm the one who makes them eat veggies for a snack and you bribe them with ice cream"

"I promise we'll share the bad guy role when we have our own"

Ori narrows her eyes at Makki, sticking her tongue out at him "we better"

67. Who would be the more laid back one?

"Hiro, I get wound like a fucking top sometimes"

"You stress easily, but its ok, when you're stressed you get mean and its kinda hot"

"I'm glad my breakdowns are sexy to you"

Makki laughs "You know that's not what I meant"

68. Who listens to more vulgar music?

"Ehh, neither of us really"

"not our jam"

69. Do either of them have secrets even the other doesn’t know?

"...do you?"

"....no"

"That was suspish"

"I'm sorry did you just say 'suspish'?"

"don't change the subject! what are you hiding?"

"Nothing!! I swear"

"Pinky?"

"Pinky"

(later, while Ori's out of the studio, he shows a picture of the ring to the camera.

"So, yeah. There is one secret. I'm really bad at lying though so let's not put me on the spot like that anymore please" The man looks d a m p with sweat lmao)

70. Who is their go to couple for a double date?

"FLOSAMU, 100%. We're overdue too, I miss them!"

71. Do they tip the waiter/waitress on their date?

"Generously"

"If you don't tip you're a jackass"

72. How do they work out a fight?

"Communication is key. We often give each other the silent treatment but it usually is just to clear our heads so we can come back to talk it out"

"He's so mature when it comes to our relationship. The way he takes charge when I'm flailing and don't know what to do or how to proceed is so sexy" Ori starts fanning herself as if to emphasis her point, a teasing grin plastered on her face

73. Who brings home an illegal pet?

"Hiro will bring anything home if it's injured. It could be a snake and if he's worried its hurt I will come home to it in the bath"

"you gotta save the animals, babe"

"Most people would call a wildlife facility though, not take them to their tiny city apartment"

74. What side of the bed do each of them sleep on?

"I sleep on the left! I don't think either of us are particularly picky about it though"

"We usually wake up sprawled anyway with no clear sign of where we were before"

75. What is their favorite photo of them two together?

"There's a picture someone took of us dancing at a wedding. Ori is mid laugh in that photo and she's just - shit, she's so pretty."

"Hiro what the fuck why are you so sappy today"

"I dunno - I just think you're neat"

Ori's lips tremble a tiny bit. She sniffles. "It's my favorite photo too."

76. Who takes longer in the bathroom?

"Oh my god-"

"Okay-"

"SHE TAKES FOREVER"

"OKAY, LISTEN-"

"SHE ONLY GOES ON TIKTOK WHEN SHE GOES TO THE BATHROOM"

"I JUST GO THROUGH MY NOTIFICATIONS"

"SHE IS NEVER - STOP HITTING ME - SHE IS NEVER QUICKER THAN 30 MINUTES"

"YOU ARE SO DRAMATIC"

"DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON SHOWERS"

77. Who has more songs on their ipod?

"Hiro, I kinda keep to the stuff I know, while he's constantly adding new music"

78. What movie did they first see together?

"Uhhh I think it was-"

"It was Princess Mononoke, you were appalled when I said I hadn't seen it yet"

"Honestly I still am. How do you go through 20 years of your life without having seen Princess Mononoke?" Ori shrugs

79. What do they like to see each other in?

"nothing"

"not sure what I expected, really"

"I mean was there really any other answer?"

80. Who makes jokes during inappropriate times?

"Oh god. Both of us. We are so terrible"

"Sometimes Ori will nudge me if I'm being especially bad but she is usually the one egging me on because there is nothing cuter than her trying to hold in a laugh"

81. At what age do they discuss the possibility of children?

"We started talking about it a few months ago"

"It wouldn't be any time soon either, its just discussing the topic so we know where each of us stand"

"Yeah, there's still a lot for us to figure out"

"Like, you know, finances and getting married and stuff"

Ori bites her lip "...yeah, and stuff."

82. What do they love about each other the most?

"It's probably a cop out to say everything"

"please, you don't love everything, I'm a mess"

"but you're MY mess" Ori smiles and kicks him playfully

"This is going to sound super cheesy, but I just love his heart? He's loves so loudly and so wholly. With everyone and everything around him. He's just such a good person and it's insane to think he somehow chose to be with me, a human dumpster"

"You were so romantic until you called yourself a dumpster"

"It was getting too soft, I gotta keep my bruh girl reputation"

"You're such a dork"

83. Who is the one that sees the big picture, while the other focus’s on the small details?

"I think we're both kind of big picture people"

"No, babe, you are obsessive over minute details"

"No I'm not!"

"Everything takes you twice as long because you are constantly quadruple checking if its ok"

"..."

"and you get so stressed when you're given a project or a problem that's even the tiniest bit vague"

"well, I-"

"And don't even get me started on when you're cleaning, you always take forever because you go through every single item you've ever owned even if you know you're gonna toss or keep it"

"Okay, I feel really attacked right now" Makki laughs

84. What would they write on their partner’s social media’s for their anniversary?

"I usually go with a tried and true mixture of sappy and funny. I post a couple photo of us that I like or just a standalone of him and I give a cute little snippet talking about how lucky I am"

"Every year I just go on a rant about how much I love her. I'm always overwhelmed on anniversaries so I keyboard smash my way through the post."

85. Who is bad at math?

"Me, I don't understand any of it. Hiro is actually pretty good at it though"

86. Who googles everything?

"I've caught her trying to google where her glasses are"

"OKAY to be FAIR I was googling to see what the most likely places would be, it was just to give me ideas"

"And where were they?"

"*sigh* in the fridge"

"why?"

"because I was on autopilot and I assumed it was the butter"

87. Who does stuff on impulse?

"Oh, me. Ori does sometimes but she always regrets whatever she impulse did"

"its normally shopping and then I'm sad because I'm broke again"

88. How do they comfort each other when they are helpless to do anything about the situation?

"honestly? We learned this the hard way, but...just being there, letting them know they can lean on you when they need to. Being a pillar and giving them the space and comfort to let them tell you what they need and how you can help. Communication is so important in a relationship"

"You said you learned that the hard way? What do you mean by that?"

Ori and Makki share a look

"It's a long story. Another time, maybe"

89. What is an inside joke they have?

They both immediately start laughing

"Are you also thinking-"

"Yes! What about-"

"*incoherent wheezing*"

"well there's the-"

"or the-"

"oh my god remember-"

all the sentences go unfinished, laughter dissolving any chance of you ever figuring any of them out.

90. Who makes the other smile with almost no effort at all?

"I think its mutual, sometimes we will literally just look at each other and we'll smile without even realizing it."

"We're so gross"

"Ugh, I know." But they smile at each other

91. What is their favourite holiday?

"New years! Christmas is always nice but its stressful with gift giving. New years is always stress free and a good time, plus Ori loves visiting the shrines the next day"

"It's so peaceful, and seeing everyone pay their respects fills me with an overwhelming appreciation for humanity."

92. Who is the one that is calm and collected while the other is angry and destructive?

Ori pouts.

"I'm the angry one. I know I am. I'm a menace"

"You're not a menace babe, you just feel a little more than others"

"Are you like high right now or something? What has got you so wise and therapist-y"

"Love." Makki wiggles his eyebrows as she scoffs, her soft giggles betraying the eye roll

93. What is their favourite board game to play?

"Clue!"

94. Who accidentally sets something on fire?

"Okay, it's me, it's happened more than once too"

"She doesn't know the first thing about safety in the kitchen"

"I want to argue so bad but I just know I can't" she sighs

95. Who has the car ready while the other is robbing the store?

"I'm robbing. Ori would get distracted"

"valid"

96. What artist/group did they go to for their first concert?

"Mother Mother"

"It was INSANE"

97. Who sleep talks?

"Hiro does" Ori starts giggling, pulls up the sleep app on her phone

"Wanna listen?"

98. Who is the more social one?

"Oh, me, definitely. She is more talkative but Ori rarely initiated conversation with new people or if she's in a new environment at all"

99. What are their karaoke songs?

"I have to be absolutely trashed before we even attempts Karaoke but we do a duet and its either Bohemian Rhapsody or one of our cheesy love songs"

100. Who would get up on stage and make a fool of themselves just to make the other laugh?

"Hiro!! He does it all the time and I love him for it"

"Awh, love you too babe"

"And that's a wrap!"

Makki looks at Ori, grabbing her hand and instinctively intertwining their hands together. "Ready to go, stinky?"

Ori smiles, bringing their entangled hands up to lips as she presses a soft kiss to his skin.

"Ready."