#ok these boys will end me i'm sorry i can't shut up about them

[luimagines]

Reader confronts the boys about the events of loopy from a poisoned plant.

But everything turns out okay because reader likes them too :)

- glitter ✨

The aftermath of loopey plant? Got it!!

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Four

Long day finally over with, you get ready to end it as you crawl into your bed roll.

Four was busy sleeping off the rest of the poisoned pollen and whatever antidote Legend had all but shoved down his throat. You're not sure you're willing to deal with the aftermath but the morning cannot come fast enough.

You lied. The morning came too fast.

You wake up quickly and try to figure out what to do next. You turn in your bed roll and see that Four is already awake.

He sees you before you can pretend to still be sleeping and you curse your luck. Internally, of course. Outwardly, you smile at him and sit up, trying your best to stay causal despite everything he said into your ear the day before.

"Good morning." You grin.

Four winces. "Too loud."

You flinch in return and lower your voice. "Whoops. Sorry."

"It's ok."

"How're you feeling?" You whisper and move to sit next to him. You're suddenly not all that tired. You wait on baited breath to hear his answer and if he's retained any memories from yesterday at all.

Four bite his lip and knocks on his own head gently. His own voice is quiet. "I have a headache but that's about the worst of it. I wasn't too bad yesterday, was I?"

You smile. "You slept most of it off. It wasn't so bad."

He sigh and nods in relief. "Good. I was worried I might have made you uncomfortable."

"Why would you have made me uncomfortable?" You lean forward, trying to keep your smile innocent and less shark like.

Four blushes and looks away. "I have the vague suspicion that I was speaking out loud for a good part of that but I can't seem to tell if I actually did or not."

"Oh." You tilt your head. "That's not so bad. I don't think you were."

"Really?" Four looks back at you, relief flooding his gaze. "Thank goodness."

Your grin turns sharp anyway. "So when do I meet your dad and grandpa?"

Four stills and curls his lips into his mouth. "...Come again?"

"You wanted a summer wedding, right?" You tilt your head. "I was thinking about it and I think you've got the right idea, but I've always my wedding to be outside and the summer might get too hot. So an early summer or late spring wedding might work best if we got that route."

"Oh my god." Four covers his mouth as horror begins to step in.

You giggle and kiss his cheek. "Think about it, yeah? Let me know what you think. I'm not opposed."

".....thanks..."

Wind

Warrior carried Wind back to camp in record time.

Wild returned with Legend, Hyrule and Four and sicked them all onto the groaning and pained boy in front of you.

You tried to stay closer but word spread fast and soon everyone had a hand in helping Wind get back on his feet. Even if that included distracting you in the process.

The day ended before you knew it and everyone was settling in for the night since Wind was now stable and more coherent than he was hour before.

You crept close to the boy and laid nearby, just in case Wind tried calling out to you again. Feeling a little brave, you grabbed onto his hand and let your eyes close shut.

Wind tightened his grip on your hand, calling you name weakly into the air. Your eyes were open in an instant.

"I'm here, Wind." You answer him, crawling a little closer to the boy. you sit up, hoping that the angle would allow him to see you. "I'm here. I never left."

He groans and turns in your direction. "Really? I thought you wouldn't come."

"No." You don't let your voice waver. "I was always there. You just didn't see me."

Wind doesn't seem too convinced but he's also exhausted, no doubt from the treatment everyone had painstakingly shoved down his throat. "I'm tired."

"I know." You smile softly. "It's late. You should sleep."

"What happened?" He asks you instead. "I don't remember what happened after the plant. It was pretty."

"Pretty poisonous." You grit. "Don't go near that thing again. It hurt you really bad."

"Ok." He doesn't fight you on this. "Is that why everything hurts right now?"

"Kinda, yeah." You tell him, because it would be mean to lie. "And everyone freaked out when you were poisoned, so the guys might have been a bit rougher on you than they should have been. I hope you can find it in yourself to forgive them."

"They owe me."

You laugh. "Sure, buddy. Sure they do."

"Stay?"

"Of course. I'll be right here when you wake up."

Hyrule

You managed to get Hyrule to the group camp with less damage than you thought would be needed.

Hyrule wasn't helpful in the slightest, but you're thankful to the shadow that has been helping you thus far.

He comes to his senses a few hours later, after you've filled the others in the situation. The Traveler groans loudly and rolls over. "My stomach hurts."

You don't have it in you to feel sorry for him. "Probably because you literally ate the dirt." You shake your head. "Let me get you something to drink; maybe that'll help."

"Thank you." He looks your way but doesn't move from his spot on his bed roll.

You get him some water and mix in some white power Twilight said would help him with any stomach problems. He had a bit of humor to his voice but you're willing to bet that was just because he was holding back laughing at your rendition of the earlier events.

You were a bit dramatic about it but Hyrule doesn't need to know that.

You come back and give it to him with little fanfare and sit nearby. "Here."

"Thanks." He starts to sip it closely. "Why does my everything hurt?"

You smile a little, amused that your little turn of phrases were making their way through the group. "You were literally dragged all the way back here. Not dignifying, but I didn't have many options."

He hums and continues to slowly drink the water. "....That would explain why it feels like I fell down a mountain."

You see the shadow tease Hyrule's hair in the distance. It's subtle but Hyrule visibly relaxes. "What damage did I cause?"

"None." You shake your head again and move to sit closer to him. You can at least pretend that the shadow is you, just so no one asks questions. "Unless you count damage to my psyche from the strange things that came out of your mouth."

"Oh god, don't tell me I confessed." He whines and drowns the last of the glass to avoid eye contact.

".....what?"

"I said it, didn't I? I told you I loved you. Crap. I'm sorry-"

"No." You stop him before he can continue with that train of thought. "...But you did now."

Hyrule freezes.

You're also left staring at him.

The shadow acts quickly and pulls your head down so that your lips touch Hyrule's head. You pull back quickly with a bright blush.

"We'll talk later." You steal the glass away and scurry as fast as you can to busy yourself with something unimportant.

Hyrule will be fine. Right? Right.

Time

You were absolutely correct.

Twilight and Sky had found you and had tease you relentlessly once they managed to pry you away from Time. The Old Man didn't seem to want to let you go.

It would have been a little more humorous if he hadn't looked on the verge of tears at the thought of you leaving him.

You stayed with him, because anything else would have sent the poor man into a panic.

It took a total of two days for the effects of the pollen to calm down and for Time to be restored to his quote unquote, former glory.

Luckily for him, he didn't seem to remember most of it. Only that he kept looking at you in a way that had your chest clenching and your breathing coming out in short bursts of pure emotion.

It was maddening. ...And the boys weren't helping you in the slightest.

You had to clear the air at the first chance you got. You didn't want to continue this strange dance you've found yourself in with the Old Man.

You pulled him aside and were ready to interrogate him when your words died on your tongue. There he went again, looking at you with the most tender and adoring look you had ever seen on a man, let alone him. "...Link. What is it?"

You can't bring yourself to be accusatory. Something about the flower changed him. He's never been this vulnerable on this journey. What had he gone through?

Time raises a hand and runs the back of it on your cheek. "...I thought I lost you."

"Never." You grab his hand, holding it close. "You could never lose me."

"I found myself powerless." He takes in a shaky breath. "Tell me. What changed between us? What did I do?"

"N-nothing." You gulp, feeling your legs go a little weak at the sheer power he carries in his voice. "You called me a flower... and then wouldn't let me go. It was innocent."

Time doesn't seem convinced. But he doesn't have enough in his memory banks to dispute this. "Very well."

"Link?" You hold his hand a little tighter. "....It was the most romantic things anyone has ever said to me. I... should thank you."

"I hardly doubt something said in the midst of confusion and loss of cognitive function would be considered romantic." Time glares at the ground. "I could do much better now that I'm sober."

Your breath hitches in your throat and you decide to get a little brave and reckless. You lean closer and nearly poke your nose with his. "Prove it."

Something ignites in him. A wicked grin blooms on his face. "Are you sure?"

"Yes." You whisper. "Because I would have said the same thing about you."

Wild

You ended up needing to change your shirt.

Wild was apologizing profusely and on the verge of tears afterwards.

Legend was kind enough to help you with the mess and steal one of the Captain's shirts for you to wear while Four and Sky helped Wild get himself situated and settled.

You sighed and fixed the way the clothes clung to you. It highlighted just how skinny Warrior was but you didn't want to think about that when you were more worried about Wild and his current state.

You rushed back quickly. Wild was sniffling and whining like a kicked puppy while Hyrule brushed his hand through the Champion's hair, trying to calm the other boy down.

"How is he?" You whispered as you got closer.

Hyrule looked up at you and cringed. "I'm sure you can guess. He might have ingested some of whatever it was that made him this way. He says his stomach hurts a lot despite not eating anything. I'm inclined to believe him."

You sighed and copied the movements the resident healer performed on your friend. You lean in and kiss Wild's forehead. "I'm sorry, buddy. You'll feel better soon."

Wild looked up at you and swallowed harshly. "Promise?"

"I promise." You smile tensely. You look to Hyrule for confirmation and he looks just as lost as you feel. You repeat yourself anyway. "I promise, Link."

He groans against and curls up tighter. "I'm sorry...'bout your shirt."

"Soap and water exist." You wince, trying to keep your voice light. It was your favorite shirt, but you don't want Wild to feel worse. "Legend is taking care of it."

"Oh... ok."

"You've been very nice and good to me." You whisper. "I don't think I have the capacity to be mad at you. Much less for this. I like you too much, Wild."

"I like you too." He tries to look up at you. "...I didn't like that plant."

"I don't like it either." You agree, if only to make conversation. "Let's not get close to it again, yeah?"

Wild nods and closes his eyes, reveling in the way your hands feel in his hair. "I'm never cutting my hair."

You giggle slightly. "Good. I'd miss it."

He smiles.

Twilight

It had taken many hands to get Twilight to behave enough for him to be treated.

You didn't think he would be as possessive as he was. He growled in ways you didn't think was possible and nearly tried to bite Time.

It was... fascinating, if a little scary.

You watched him and tried to calm him down with the others. Eventually he fell asleep.

Only to wake up less than hour later.

You wanted to yell and scream. He had just calmed down. What mess do you have to deal with now?

"Ow my head..." He sits up in his bed roll and hold his head in his hands. You step closer to him and poke his shoulder. "How're you feeling Rancher?"

"Like I got kicked in the head." He mutters under his breath. "What happened?"

"You got poisoned." You smile softly, gathering that it was more or less safe to be next to him now. "And then hugged me. And smelled my hair. And I think you kissed it."

Twilight had gone completely still in the time that you had begun talking. You noticed but decided to keep going if only to save yourself from blushing at the reminder of his not-quite-kiss.

"You also tried to punch Warrior in the face, bite Time and wrestle Wild." You shrug. "Sounds normal if you ask me."

"I won't." He rubs his forehead. "...Did I do anything else? ....To you?" He adds hesitantly.

You feel just as hesitate but honestly? He wasn't all that bad, if a little too honest. You shake your head. ""No. You were well behaved."

"Thank Ordana."

"I like you too by the way." You blurt and lean closer. "And you don't have to be scared to talk to me, ok? I like talking to you too, Link."

You kiss his cheek, if only because it's fair- implies your traitorous brain. You don't see Twilight short circuit, but you do see Warrior and four give Twilight some thumbs up from their corner of the camp.

"Get better soon, ok Darlin'?" You copy his subtle drawl and watch in gremlin delight at the way he completely flushes red.

"YeAh." He clears his throat, unable to meet your eyes. "I will. I will."

"Good."

Warrior

The loud curse that slips past your lips was enough to get the group to look over to where you were.

Legend and Twilight naturally started laughing at the sight of Warrior face first in the dirt before you called out for help. Wild and Sky responded quickly, helping drag the unconscious young man to the middle of the camp where it was safe.

You instantly started explaining what you say and how he reacted, giving your own ideas about what might have happened without actually being there to witness it.

Time and Four got to making a spot to put his body where he would be comfortable until he slept it off.

You hovered around like an anxious hummingbird. You had all this energy and no where to spend it. Feeling your plight, Hyrule and Wind took it upon themselves to keep you occupied before you started to mother hen the Captain while he was unconscious and unable to defend himself against it.

Thankfully, it didn't take that long for Warrior to wake up- complaining quite loudly that he'd swear off drinking for the rest of his life.

You had the sudden suspicion that it wasn't the first time he had woken up such a manner- even though you knew that there was nothing alcoholic in the vicinity. Still, you decided to commend him for the attempt. "Good. We'd hate to deal with you hung over as it is."

He groaned and rolled over in his bed roll.

No one bothered to correct him in his incorrect assumption that he had been drinking with the boys.

Time had snorted at the claim and at his reaction but there was a subtle wince to his face that you couldn't help catching. Was Time familiar with the feeling as well?

You shake your head and make your way next to Warrior. "Hey."

"Hi." He grumbled, clearly not happy with his current predicament.

"What do you remember?"

Warrior tenses up before he can stop himself. He clearly remembers something but he doesn't to tell you, less you confirm it for him.

You smirk. "Do you remember the kiss?"

He shoots up. "What?!"

Given that you're not entirely sure what going through his head, you're willing to make a bet and let his own mind fill in the blanks for you. Besides, fireside cuddles sounds nice- but if he had something else in mind you don't think you're inclined to turn down that offer either.

You giggle and kiss his nose to tease him further. "There wasn't none but you mentioned it. If you ever want to follow through with what you told, just let me know."

Warrior looked horrified.

"Let me know." You repeat yourself to get through to him. "Ok?"

His voice is small and disbelieving but he nods slowly. "...ok."

Legend

It took a while for Legend to cooperate enough for you to bring him back to camp and get him checked up on. He wouldn't stop going on and on about how you were one of nicest people he's ever met and that he never wanted to leave you and the thought of leaving you made him sad-

Honestly, you had to tune him out for the most part. If you continued to listen to him talking and rambling you would have probably started crying. You never would have guessed that Legend was incredibly sentimental underneath it all.

You had to leave him to the care of the other boys while you went to collect yourself off beyond the forest line.

With time, when you no longer felt all mushy and soft for the boy had to grow up way too fast just to survive, you made your way back to the camp where Legend was looking properly hung over.

He groaned and maybe vomited a little given the looks Wild and Four were giving him as Time cleaned his face. You're a little ashamed that you more or less ran away from him but you doubt he would have wanted you to see him like that anyway. Right?

Eventually, you gather up the courage to get close to Legend and sit next to him where he would actually notice you. He sees you and rubs his face. "I was told you brought me back."

"Yeah." You admit quietly. "I found you first."

"I already told everyone to stay away from that stupid flower."

You pale slightly. In your attempt to rid yourself of the embarrassment, you had completely forgotten about the plant that got Legend into this mess to begin with. "Oh. Good."

Legend nods and rubs his head a bit. Warrior steps in to give the Vet a glass of water. He drinks is greedily.

"Do you still want to braid my hair?"

Legend chokes.

You bite your lip. "I wouldn't mind it."

He looks at you with a scarlet face and with wide, almost scared eyes. "Oh my god, what did I tell you?"

"I lot of things," that you don't think you have the strength to go into right now. "But it's really not that bad."

Legend smiles, but it's not like he believes you.

You'll just have to prove it to him.

Sky

After you successfully managed to drag Sky throughout the unmarked trail back to the camp, you started barking out order to the boys to help him. They rushed to put their hands to work.

Hyrule first went about healing any injuries he may (read: absolutely) have obtained.

Four and Warrior went about making a tonic to help rid the pollen slash poison out of his system while you went to clean yourself off and pretend everything Sky said to you didn't actually happen.

When you returned feeling better about yourself and the current mess, you found that the boys had managed to corral the chaos of the camp as well. Sky was stable and dinner was already over the fire. It would be ready in a matter of minutes.

Luckily, Sky didn't stay asleep for long and soon it was as if nothing had ever happened.

But you decided that you still needed to get some answer out of the boy.

The following morning, after everyone's morning routines were done and over with, you found yourself guiding Sky away from everyone else just to see how much of yesterday he actually remembered.

He seemed unable to meet your eyes.

"Good morning." You bump your hip against him. He nearly falls over but catches himself. Sky's blushing. "Good morning."

"Sleep alright?"

"As good as I could given the pollen from that weird flower." Sky scratches the back of his neck.

"Oh perfect, you brought it up first. I was going to ask you about that."

Sky blushes harder. "Yeeaaah? What about it?"

"What do you remember? Do you remember what you told me?" You tilt your head, not bothering to acknowledge how awkward he no doubt feels. You feel a little vindicated since he made you drag his dead weight all the way back to camp on your own.

Sky looks away.

That's all the answer you need.

"Did you mean it? Truly?" Hope enters your voice before you can stop it. Sky catches it because of course he does.

"Yes. I did." He mutters. "I also recall that you said... you said that I was pretty too."

"You are!" You kiss his cheek, taking your shot. "Ok?"

"More than ok." Sky takes your hand softly, lacing your fingers together. "....Do you really think I'm the good child?"

"....you're one of the best ones here."

"I broke a chandelier on purpose to get an item."

"....my statement still stands, honey. But I'll remember that."

[losver07]

part 2 to this

drama, kinda(?) harsh vocab, a bit of angst and mentions of su!c!de but not in a serious (lol sirius) way, mainly just drama

Smells Like Warm

“Moony, have a minute?”

Oh God, Remus thinks, sucking in a deep breath as he puts on the biggest, fakest smile that's ever touched his face. This is the end.

“Sure.”

“In potions class,” Sirius begins, choosing every word with great caution, “you said something.”

“Yes,” Remus answers. It's too late to lie. And, even if he could lie, why would he? They've been together for over a year now, it's not his fault that he's got feelings, that's just what being human means. Right?

“You... understand what it means, right? I mean—

“Yes,” he cuts him off. “James told me. I know.”

He needs to control the conversation, or else the conversation will control him and lead him out of a window, down to the quidditch pitch face first.

“OK. So, is it... Did it really smell like me?”

Maybe the window option is not that bad. He'll keep it in the back of his mind, just in case. An easy escape route.

“Look, I know your narcissistic ass would love to know more, but I'm not in the mood for talking, I'm sorry.”

That seems to hurt Sirius. Good.

“No, okay, it's fine, I didn't mean to...”

“I'll shut up about it next time,” he promises, lifting his chin, using what's left of his dignity. “I know you don't want people to know.”

He wants him to feel ashamed, guilty, responsible for his own pain. After all, it's Sirius' fault he fell in love with him. He wouldn't have, if only he were less... him.

“It's fine, really, I don't care, I just—

“I'm going to the library,” Remus says, and starts walking without expecting a response. If he gets one, anyway, it'll be nothing more than stuttering and fake apologies. So he clutches the strap of his book bag and carries on along the empty hallway, his steps the only audible things that follow him. That, and:

“Mine smelled like you too.”

He stops in his tracks, nearly falling to the ground, chest suddenly heavy with something he should be able to name.

He looks back. His lungs feel like they're going to collapse, which makes him want a fag so fucking bad he almost forgets about the love confession he just got.

“What?”

No, he's still getting it. He still has to deal with it. With Sirius being honest. Telling the truth. Talking about his feelings.

It's shocking enough that he's got feelings, and now he's... What is he doing, really?

“The amortentia,” he says, more slowly now that he knows he's got Remus' attention. “It smelled like you.”

And then it hits him.

“It's not funny, Black.”

He looks around hoping for James to appear out of somewhere, hiding under the cloak until this very moment, giggling at his stupid oversensitive queer ass. Another one of their pranks, this time with Remus as the target.

But nothing happens. He only hears two sets of breaths, two heartbeats. And they both seem to be running a fucking marathon.

“I don't want it to be,” Sirius says, steadily. Well, as steady as one can be when he feels about to throw up.

“How'd you know it's me?” Remus still doesn't buy it. It can't be. Love is hard, it's tough, and Sirius has always been so cool about every-fucking-thing, so free and so easy. It just can't be. “I know your scent, but you...— You can't know what I smell like. You can't know.”

“It's not like a need a bloody potion to tell me, Moony, I'm a bit more self-aware than that,” he says, half-grinning, half-dying inside. “And, also, I do know what you smell like. It's like... Well, like the forest. Like trees and the earth and rain... and chocolate, somehow. It just smells like warm. Like that red jumper of yours.”

Remus takes a breath.

“Padfoot,” he says. He doesn't know what else to say. “That's...”

“I know, I know,” the Black haired boy braces himself, suddenly feeling as vulnerable as glass, his cheeks burning with the embarrassment of spilling his guts all over someone and not being able to take them back and shove them into his body, where they should have stayed in the first place. “Fucking corny.”

But it's Remus. Everything's different with Remus.

“It's beautiful,” he whispers, out of breath.

“Yeah,” Sirius smiles. “Yeah, it is.”

ummm here's part 3 lol

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

Aita because I asked my friend to not name his kid the same name as my abusive dad because it triggers me?

✨👶🏼 so I notice myself, sorry but I have a mental disability so my grammar isn't great. Sorry if I sound weird.

So let's just call my friend Fred (23,he/him, trans man)and I'll call my dad's name Sven. Fred has one other child(1,m) who I'll call Winston and Fred's newest child (Unborn lol, we know its another boy) is with one of his partners Brooke(22, They/She, transfem nb girl). I also offhandedly mention my partner Rosey(25, Any pronouns, Genderfluid) a few times, Fred's other partner Alan (20s?, He/him, Trans man), and lastly Me (24, He/she, Genderfluid).

Me and Fred have been bffs for like 7 or 8 years and I and Rosey are godparents to Winston and Fred got pregnant again. This time from one of his partners Brooke , Winston's other dad isnt in the picture. Me and Fred are super close (nearly dated at one point but it was before Fred and Brooke got together the first time and we are no longer interested in each other like that.) and I've been following both of Fred's pregnancies just to make sure everything is ok (I'm not encroaching, I just get text updates on appointments and stuff. Fred's first pregnancy was rough.).

Without going into a whole timeline, Fred and Brooke dated a couple years ago for about a year but Brooke raised a hand to hit Fred (never made contact nor any other physical abuse however they used it as a threat) and was controlling over him, they broke up and lost contact and over the last year/year and a half, rekindled and Brooke says they've changed and Fred trusts them again. I still don't like Brooke for obvious reasons but I'm being civil and trying to let them earn my trust again. So far their relationship is fine and it's not my place to muddle so until Fred sets off alarms that Brooke has gone back to their old ways, I'm trusting my friend's judgement. Brooke has been doing great through this pregnancy.

Fred knows the gest about what my dad put me through and how abusive he was to me. He knows I can't even be near cigarette smoke because it reminds me of him. However, Fred doesn't know his name. It's not because Fred doesn't want to, my dad's name just never came up and i didnt realize he didnt know his name till a few hours ago.

Me and Rosey sat in a call with Fred, Brooke and Alan while Fred and Brooke were brainstorming name ideas (They wanted our input). Brooke suggested the name Sven. I wanna be clear, Brooke doesn't know my dad's name either so I don't think this was a way of attacking me or something sinister. The name Sven is standing in for is a very common name in my country, though it's not popular for us gen Zers, it is common for my dad's generation.

I obviously froze up a bit due to the mention of his name and although Rosey tried to bring it up, Fred and his partners are kinda known for interrupting (Usually not viciously) and they didn't hear her. Fred and Brooke chatted happily about what a handsome name Sven was and how they might just decide to stick with it here and now but they wanted to hear other options. I waited out till the end of the call when Alan left (I don't know them so I didn't want to accidentally tell them personal things about my history of abuse) and told Fred that Sven was my dad's name.

Fred gasped and quickly said he wouldn't choose Sven and that he was sorry he forgot his name. Brooke however said that that was not a good enough reason to not consider a name they both dearly loved not 10 seconds ago. I tried to tell Brooke about why my dad was a bad person and some of the lighter things he'd done (not in a trauma dump explicit way, just in a he did *insert form of abuse* way) but they shut me down and said it was their kid to decide the name of. Fred told him he was also a vote in the name and he didn't want to upset me unnecessarily. Brooke said they were done with the conversation and Fred said they'd talk about it later. Fred then said to me and Rosey that he'd handle it and ended the call.

After about 30 mins, I got a couple of texts from Brooke and Alan that I was a jerk for trying to push my triggers onto other people and causing a fight between them and Fred and it wasn't my baby to name. (Alan doesn't live with Brooke and Fred so Brooke told Alan first what happened.) I decided not to answer for an hour or so because I was already worked up and they both essentially called me an asshole for overstepping. Fred just says hes gonna handle them but now I'm just confused.

I can see where I might of overstepped but I wasn't trying to be controlling and even if they would of picked Sven, i would of still respected it and tried my best to get over it as best i can. Was I pushing my problems on others or was I just letting a friend know what that name might be a bit painful for me when the name was just a suggestion? I don't think I'm TA but I wanna see if I'm missing something?

(I just realized rereading this that there is some important context to be added; Sven is not a sentimental name to Fred, Brooke or Alan. It's not a parents or grandparents name that might need carried on, it was just a name they liked. I checked with Fred to see if that explained Brooke's anger or something and Fred said no, they just liked Sven. There also hasn't been any hostility before this with Brooke or Alan so I'm not sure where all this anger came from.)

What are these acronyms?

[l0stfoster]

Hey its paul anon again (thanks for the name 🫡) sorry ive been bombarding you with questions but I absolutely love this au and i love everyone to bits

So, can you go into more detail about darry and paul . Like, as much info abt them as you can throw at me those two are my boys . Like how did they officially get together , how did Paul go abt moving in and whats that situation like .

Also, when Paul is like kicked out and cut off from the family, does he end up just,, losing everything? I mean like, did his parents even let him get his belongings or did all he have was the clothes on his body and trauma. I would imagine his parents had control over his bank account too so they like shut that down too so he’s out here broke as fuck JHSJSHSJ sorry im just yapping

Anon never apologizes for asking I'm so open to answering them bc I love this au and I adore that so many people like it too. Parry fans are eating good bc the writers love Cursed!Parry just as much. I'll answer your questions ab them before I yap. To be totally honest, those two did not ever really make it official. Doing that requires two things they lack; emotional openness and no internalized homophobia. They both told themselves for the longest time that it wasn't a relationship... even after they started saying "I love you" in Latin and Fae respectively (Paul knows Latin bc spells, Darry knows Fae for obvious reasons), or when each other realized managed to figure out WHAT the other was saying,, or when they started sharing a bed and waking up intertwined,,, or when they started using far too affectionate pet names,,, or when things became far too intimate for it to be casual. They never actually make it official, one day they just slip into calling each other their boyfriends. The most official it ever got was when they flat out went "Oh yeah, we're dating" to the gang. The gang was making bets on that, by the way. Pony said weeks, Soda said a month, Steve said two, Two-Bit said a year. Ace got it right down to the date and time, nobody knows how she did it. They have no anniversary because they have no fucking idea when they really "got together". Paul never truly moved in either, he kinda just went from crashing there whenever his car wasn't an option, to taking up the couch almost every night, to sleeping in Darry's room, and eventually, it was just an unspoken thing that he was officially a member of the household. They have to kick him out for the day whenever the social worker comes to check on things, cause Darry can NOT take the risk of some kind of bad outcome to his mere existence. OK MORE GENERAL PARRY - Being with Paul reminds Darry that he's only 20 and still allowed to be something other than "the adult" sometimes. That brings a whole KIND of happiness that he can't describe. Dude's tail is fucked up due to physical trauma but that bitch wags so fast with Paul. - Darry on the other hand just generally grounds Paul. He's so used to the way of life that was on the west side that everything going on there is overwhelming sometimes. - They're very bad with vocal I love you's in English but they will say that shit ALL the time in different languages or through their actions. - Uh after Paul got jumped and had his letterman jacket stolen, Darry gave him an old denim jacket of his own bc Paul hated having his arms out in the open. - Pony audibly gags every time they're lovey-dovey. He's not homophobic unless you're Paul and Darry. - They'd shotgun cigarettes when they were younger (and the only reason they don't anymore is the account of Darry wanting to keep the fact that he smokes every rare occurrence on the down low) - Darry's purring has healing properties like a cat's purr (all of the brothers' have it actually) so this mf will just drag Paul down to cuddle and purr. - They are.. so down bad for each other. Darry does anything and Paul swoons, and they've def had an interaction that goes something like this: Paul, knowing Darry cant lie: "How do you feel about me right now?" Darry, immediately: "I'd marry you if I could." Paul & Darry:

As for being kicked out, Paul's parents quite literally just. Booted him, barely a warning. One minute he's arguing back for the first time since their keeping up appearances at the police event, and the next he's being dragged by the arm and shoved out of the house with threats of being killed if he dares to show his face back there. Just like that, all of it's pretty much gone; save for the clothes on his back and whatever he'd been carrying-- which was really only his car keys and his wallet. He was sleeping in his car for a bit until Two and Pony vaguely got on his ass because Darry's calls were going to voicemail and he was stupid enough to let it slip that he wasn't living at home anymore. Pony, being Pony, snitched. Can't have shit with that little gremlin around- so after finding his dumbass after having had the equivalent of an aneurism over suddenly being ghosted by Paul, Darry extended the offer for Paul to stay with them. He doesn't mind it being a permanent solution, but Paul is.. less fond for a few reasons; so he tries not to impose much while he looks for work. (He does eventually get something sorted out, so yippie! Helps with the bills what a guy) FORGOT TO ADD. He sneaks home at one point to try and get some of his shit because he knows where the spare key is, but gets cold feet at the door because he genuinely doesn't know if his dad will keep up with that threat.

[ithebookhoarder]

Marc and Steven with a Murdock? Like Daredevil?? If you want, of course ❤️🖤

The Moon Boys with a Murdock!Reader

A/N: Of course I want to! 😆 I'm only sorry it took me so long to answer this. However, I seem to be on a roll today - I can't believe I've got two requests out?! Like, who even am I?

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As you said with a Murdock, I’m going with a sibling vibe here which would be pretty adorable anyway as Matt would be such a good brother if he’d ever had the chance.

He would be incredibly close with you and take his role as your protector as seriously as he takes his role as the Devil of Hell’s Kitchen. 

You’re the only one he lets know his true self as you’ve been through everything he has. You’ve shared the happiest and saddest moments of your lives together and the bond it forged is as strong as vibranium.

It holds you both together, not matter what you go through or where you end up - including when you both end up at colleges on opposite sides of the country. 

You’re extremely careful to never let him pull too far away from you, even when he gets in one of his moods. In fact, you’re sure to turn up and let yourself in to his apartment when he goes too quiet and even Foggy can’t seem to pull him out of the darkness that haunts him. 

It’s why you don’t run away when the Moon Boys come crashing in to your lives. The chaos that seems to follow them and their fears that they are too much for you is honestly familiar. Every attempt to push you away only makes you draw nearer - first as a friend, later as something more. 

You’d probably meet Moon Knight first around New York. I mean, it's kind of hard not to come across him, given what Matt does and how chaos seems to find its way into your lives.

He'd be the latest adoptee into the Defenders / New York 'Avengers reject club' (your name for the gang, not theirs...) so you'd quickly end up involved in each other's lives.

You'd bond pretty quickly, once you get to know one another without the personas and danger. After all, I think Steven would be eager to find friends who aren't necessarily supers and just like to drink coffee, read novels and go to the dog park at the weekend.

He'd be super keen to get to know you. You're one of the only people who get what their life is like, but also have a foot in the real world.

You'd win over Marc later on, wearing him down with your positivity and unwavering optimism (and also Steven will not shut up about you).

You're not afraid of the darker parts of their world, and become a much needed safe space for Marc, once he lets his guard down.

For instance, you'd be great at patching him up - having had enough practise on Matt over the years. You're also used to having someone nocturnal in the house, coming and going at all hours of the night. Plus, you can obviously be trusted to keep a secret or two.

If anything, Marc's only reluctant to let you get close to him as he doesn't want to taint you. To ruin something so bright and wonderful by dragging you into his darkness.

If Matt's ok with putting you in danger, then that's up to him as your brother. You're family. But for Marc and Steven to do that? It's a line they're unwilling to cross... until you prove to them you aren't going anywhere. That you can handle yourself and that you're already in this mess anyway, so why shouldn't you both be happy?

From that moment on, there's no looking back for any of you. You're leaping in to this together head first, and soon enough you can't imagine life any other way.

Matt, however, can.

Let's be real, he wouldn’t be the biggest fan of Steven and Marc. In fact, he’d be pretty against your relationship the minute he finds out about it. 

One, because he thinks no one is worthy of you.

Two, because he hates the idea of you getting hurt or being in danger and being in a relationship with multiple people who all serve an ancient Egyptian deity as his personal vigilante is the very definition of dangerous. 

"I... I can't even begin to understand how you could possibly think this is a good idea? At all? He - they - are literally the puppets of an Egyptian god - a GOD, Y/N. You don't want to get in the middle of all that?"

You quickly remind him how he gave a similar speech to Karen when he found out about her and Frank Castle seeing each other, and that didn't work. Last time you checked, they're still blissfully in love.

"Besides, Matthew! You're the one who goes running around at night, getting in fights, wearing a glorified halloween costume. Like, I am the SANE sibling here. ALSO! Marc and Steven were forced into their situation. They didn't go looking for it like a crazy nut job. So, yeah. I think if anything, you don't have a leg to stand on here!"

Matt would be able to sense who was fronting the moment they appeared. He’d be able to recognise them from the way their heart is beating and their mannerisms the second they stepped through the door, which is helpful but also incredibly unsettling. 

Steven would brush it off, seeing it as Matt just being a kind brother to you. However, I think Marc would have more of a problem with Matt’s hostility, and enhanced senses. It puts him on edge to know they are being so closely scrutinised. 

They also have the same temperament so I can imagine there will be more than a few clashes in the beginning, their similar brusque natures making it hard for them to not bump heads. 

However, after Matt learns about Marc’s DID and his childhood trauma I think he’d be more sympathetic. After all, you both didn’t have the easiest childhood either. 

He also knows what it’s like to live with a condition that can make your life harder but also makes you unique. 

According to the comics, both of them are known to be good detectives and also keen boxers. I can totally see them building a reluctant respect for one another after they realise they have more in common than just their love for you. 

In fact, I know you’d have to pull them out of the ring after Marc agrees to a sparring match with the famous ��Devil’. The pair of them would get a weird pleasure from trying to beat the other to a pulp - they don’t often find someone evenly matched to have a friendly bout or two with. 

At least it would once again prove to Matt that your boys could definitely take care of you if you ever needed it. 

Matt would definitely be sure to offer his legal advice whenever he’s concerned you both might be skating on thin ice with the law. Apparently, ‘I’m being controlled by an Ancient Egyptian God’ hasn’t ever been tried as a legal defence in the American justice system before… and Matt is oddly willing to try it. 

[bellascool]

Hi ! I love your imagine ! 💓 Can you make a Gavi x reader. Where the reader being criticised by gavi’s fangirls about her physic and that Gavi can find many better girls than her so she stars crying and overthinking about her relationship with him and she thinks to leave but Gavi will arrive and ask her why she cries. Thank you if you’ll do it

Hii, thanks for requesting bae (and thanks for the love <33) 💕

INSECURE

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request on my profile

posted : 18/02/23 (European date)

Being compared and critics are killing you slowly

You grabbed your phone and put it on the dressing table to start a live.

You pressed the live button and made sure there was no filter since you didn't like it.

"Hi everyone, today I'm showing you my makeup routine!" you happily said while putting on your makeup headband

"You look gross without makeup."

"Thanks God she's not going to stay like this. Hopefully makeup will hide your ugliness."

You acted like you didn't read these comments, keeping your smile while you felt a small knot forming in your throat.

"A lot of you guys asked for my routine so here I am!" You started applying cream on your face

"The secret for a smooth skin is hydratation! Make sure to use some cream before doing your makeup and after taking it off."

"Absolutely no one asked but ok sure"

"Your own advice doesn't work on yourself. Your skin is horrible just like your big belly lmao"

You kept on laughing to the other nice comments but you couldn't ignore what they said.

"Are you and Gavi still together?" you read out lout while blending your concealer

"Of course we are! I never loved someone like him and- oh my, I'm so embarrassing" you cut yourself laughing at how easily you could talk about your love for your boyfriend

"Someone tell her to shut the fuck up"

"He could do better tbh. There are a lot of girls way prettier than her who could kill for him"

Your smile faded a little as you started overthinking about that one comment.

It wasn't even a lie. There's so many girls with perfect body, perfect smile, who doesn't need makeup to look like the future miss universe and yet, he still chose you.

You weren't that special, yes you were pretty but compared to all these girls.

Aww man, why can't I be perfect like them too?

"Are you okay? Why did you suddenly stop smiling and talking ?"

"Oh I'm sorry, my ADHD isn't helping me stay focused" you tried to hide your pain with some humor while you just wanted to disappear right now

"And then I add some mascara, I personally use the maybelline lash sensational sky high mascara, best mascara ever!" you said in a fake happy tone

"You look so fake. Gavi is probably dating you to use you for the medias or something."

"I don't understand, Adriana Falco is so much prettier than you. I hope Gavi dumps you for her."

That was it, you had enough, you felt tears forming and didn't wanted to cry in front of everyone like that.

"I'm sorry I gotta go, see ya" you quickly mumbled before ending the live as the tears and pain you held finally left your body

You started to cry harder and harder, remembering all the comments.

It wasn't the first time that people compared you and told you that you didn't deserved a guy like Pablo but you always let it slide and now all the accumulation was bursting out with your tears.

You took your head between your hands as your breath quickened at how hard you were crying, making your shoulders bounce while your whole body was shaking.

Well you knew that you wasn't attractive enough for a handsome boy like Pablo so you tried to hide it with humor.

Maybe you really don't deserve him, I mean, he's pretty, nice, famous, rich, funny, caring while you were quite the opposite.

You didn't even hear the door open and the boy throwing his bag as he rushed to hug you.

"Oh my God, y/n what's wrong?" he was standing next to you who was sitting which means you had your head against his abs, his arms around your shoulders hugging you tightly "I was gone for a hour and you were fine before I left, what happened?" he asked confused

You tried to speak but all you could get out of your mouth were sobs.

Pablo kissed your head as he softly stroked your back to comfort you, understanding that you couldn't speak.

"It doesn't even matter, come here" he gently picked you up bride style and made you lay on your mellow bed, putting the blanker on top of your body

"Wait a second"

He then disappear from the room, leaving you and your thoughts alone, you felt a little better thanks to him but not enough to stop crying.

He came back 2 mins later with a tray full of snacks and his grey sweater that you loved which he did too and never let you steal it from him.

He put the tray on the nightstand next to the bed and came next to you, giving you a small kiss on your wet cheek before handing you the piece of cloth you always wanted.

"Put it on, linda" you did as he asked, you immediately stopped crying as if you were a kid who would stop if you gave him a lollipop

Pablo noticed it too which made him chuckle before going under the blanket, pulling you against his warm body with his arm around your back so you're laying on top of him now.

You wrapped your arms around his torso while he put on your favorite movie.

He looked down at you, putting his hand on your right cheek, softly caressing it before he gave you a little kiss on your lips.

"Better?" he whispered as if he talked too loudly he would hurt you, you hummed in response and watched the start of the movie

"I love you, thanks for taking care of me" you

mumbled against his chest

"I will always take care of my favorite person" he softly smiled, followed by you, loving the nickname he gave you

"Pablo can I ask you something?" you broke the cute moment as you lifted your head to look at him in the eyes

"What is it hermosa?"

"Would you.. I mean do you really think that I'm pretty? Please be honest." you looked away, embarrassed as he was confused

"You're the prettiest girl on earth, of course you are" he said as if it was obvious

"But my body-"

"Your body is perfect the way it is" he cut you off

"There are girls that are prettier with a better body than mine though" you mumbled

He cupped your cheeks with his hands, forcing you to look at him. He had a serious face.

"Y/n I don't care about other girls, I only care about you and I know that you're the prettiest, nicest, most caring person and I have so many words to describe how perfect you are so stop comparing yourself to other girls. And if people try to convince you otherwise then they're jealous because they can't have what you got." he said in a calm yet serious voice

You felt a tear running down your cheek but this time, it was a happy tear.

He wiped it off with his thumb and connected your lips together in a soft and passionate kiss.

The kiss was delicate and you couldn't help but smile against his lips, happy to have him.

When you pulled out, you rested your head against his shoulder as his hands wrapped against your waist, pulling you even closer then you already were, a smile on his face, glad to have you as his girlfriend.

Funny how his words could impact you so much in a positive way.

[crimswnred]

LITG TEMPTING FATE: thoughts and concerns

not that you care but i was working and only now I have the time <3

as always i wish the narrator would just shut up

"me and jack are so honest with each other except for, you know, the times we weren't" isn't she embarrassed?

you and theo are OVER claudia, bffr

Emel is always praising me, like. "mc is so right, mc is always on the right, if mc said so then i guess it's fine". i guess I'm MOTHERING

why's sophie going through my wardrobe, we are enemies

Theo is so damn cocky I can't with him

Claudia... babe... JACK? REALLY? JACK?

not Claudia slutshaming Theo

MC CALLING JIN MY MAN I DON'T EVEN CARE IF I'M RIGHT

but ofc I was

these secrets are boring

OHHHHH FINALLY A JUICY ONE. like, breaking up with a fling through voice noteto be on love island oh boy

lmao Claudia saying "oh, it's Theo" at least she knows the boy's trash

oh noooo sophie's a cheater? who would've thought??

Uh, Homeland mentioned 🇧🇷

boring secret for us again

"Stop being so enamoured with her baggage" looool

OAKLEY IS SO UNSERIOUS.

sorry Jin this is for science, look away

JIN??????? YOU DON'T EVEN EXERCISE HOW WOULD YOU RUN A MARATHON?

Oh, that's how. Ok, then, next!

and you're telling me Oakley is supposed to be the serious guy when he keeps CRACKING ME UP

THE BOYS ARE FIGHT AYOOOOOO

Jack why don't you just fucking k- [REDACTED]

Jin is so so so sweet I love every little interaction I love every joke I love every single word I read with his name on top of it. I just love how he always say the right things I might be in love yall

ANOTHER CHALLENGE? SOMEONE PLEASE END THIS NIGHTMARE

We get it sophie you and jack had sex jesus fucking christ

oh my god, they keep coming up with drama that happened before us being there and it's always something i really couldn't care less about

"NOT CHEESE... MY NEMESIS"

Sophie has done every single mistake possible, in another life she'd be my best friend

Theo I won't drop Jin for you sorry

this challenge has been more enjoyable than the last one, I'll give them that

Jin makes me a better person because why am I now helping Jack and Sophie when I hate both of them

I can't blame them for voting me and Jin for the cringiest couple, I cringe at the dialogue all the time too

WHAT THE FUCK

EVERYTHING WAS GOING FINE THE EVIL (JACK AND SOPHIE) WAS DEFEATED AND THEN YOU DUMP MY MAN????

YOU DUMP JIN??

SHUT UP! SHUT UP! NOO

LET ME WALK OUT I WANNA WALK OUT

fusebox you're the devil but I'll give you some credit this week, you kept this season interesting for me and also put me in a tough spot since I flirted with literally 3/4 of the remaining islanders. it better not go south after this

[base0h]

Hi hi!

Alright, so I'm here to ask you politely for Noya and Tendou hcs/scenarios (whatever u want rlly) abt how they would react to their s/o moving to cuddle them closer in their sleep

Hehe

+ the s/o has a tight FUCKING GRIP and the boys literally can't break out from it in the mornin

Could add if Noya and Tendou do it too if ya wanna

Hope it's not much detail, rlly sorry if it is :[

Take care <3

a/n - error your requests are always the highlight of my days 💜💜😭

Warnings ⚠️ - g/n reader, s/o is taller than nishinoya 💀

- Nishinoya really wants to be the big spoon, but uh- you’re taller and it’s kind of weird that only about 2/3 of your body is being hugged 😭

- soooo you’re the big spoon most of the time, and trust me, it’s just better this way 💜

- it’s morning, and you woke up nuzzling into his fluffy hair

- You didn’t know what shampoo he used but damn you needed whatever it was because his hair was silky soft

- Your arms were wrapped around him, cuddling him gently before you started to give him a hug.

- my poor guy woke up unable to breathe 💀 he was a bit confused as to why he was struggling to take a deep breath, and why he couldn’t move a muscle…

- “Y/n-?? I can’t- I can’t move babe.” -nishinoya

- …

- “hello-????”

- “bAbe. Can’t- can’t breathe!!!”

- he was trying his best not to hurt your arm as he tried to get your attention and wake you up. You were like half awake when this was happening so when you finally woke up, you managed to let go.

- “Oh morning noya :)”

- mans over here wheezing and coughing like he has stage four lung cancer, give him a little bit lmao.

- “Don’t “morning” me- you almost squeezed me to death! I’m not a stuffed animal!!”

- “well- you’re the size of one. >:)”

- “EXCUSE ME?!”

- he tried picking you up but since you’re so tall??

-Didn’t go so well

- It’s not that he wasn’t strong enough, it’s just that his arms weren’t big enough to hold your legs, and your back at the same time

- Sulked about it for around an hour with Tanaka laughing at him the next day

- you can’t physically squeeze this noodly man to death lmao. He will literally slide out of your grip

- Sooo he’s the one that squeezes you to death 😭 you’re peacefully sleeping, and all the sudden, you have to pee so fucking bad

- right when you start to get up, he will literally pull you back and squeeze your stomach, making you almost punch him in the face

- “Tendou I need to pee. So fucking bad please let go of me.” -you

- “I’m ok. You can suffer tho :)” -tendou

- “LET GO PLEASE.”

- you tried squirming but tendou was too tired to let you go

- and also he needed cuddles right that second

- What could he say? His needs were very important 💀

- he finally let you go, and he found it absolutely HILARIOUS how fast you ran to the bathroom

- “BAUAUSHUDHDUSHEUDHIDHDIDJF YOU RAN LIKE A FUCKING CHEETAH KDBISBSUDHIFBFFJ”

- “SHUT UP! YOURE THE ONE WHO NEEDS CUDDLES EVERY SECOND!”

- “you’re the one who always needs to pee right when I need cuddles 🙄”

- this “argument” went on for hours but it ended with you two cuddling 😂

- also with all this yelling poor ushijima in the room next to yours was struggling to fall asleep

a/n - I totally did not spend an hour figuring out how to format their banners for this

[buildarocketboys]

Me looking at prompts list: I am Weak. Uhhh. Peterick anddddd uh. 4, 6, 12 or 15 😅😅🥺🥺🥺 🥺🥺

Thanks baby! I did 12 and 15 for you 🥰 sleepy boys time

Send me a prompt from here and I'll write a little fic!

12: tummy rubs

Pete climbs into Patrick's bed next to him.

Patrick groans. "Do you have to? My stomach hurts."

"Awww, does wittle baby have a tummy ache?" Pete mocks.

Patrick kicks him in the shin.

"Ow!"

"Can't you just leave me alone for once in your life?" Patrick gripes. But he's not really that mad, Pete can tell.

Mostly because when Pete shuffles closer to him and tucks his arm around Patrick's body, Patrick doesn't shrug him off.

He doesn't even tell him to stop when Pete sneaks his hand under the hem of Patrick's t-shirt and starts rubbing big, slow circles over Patrick's soft, gorgeous belly.

In fact, he hums and leans into Pete's touch.

"That's nice," he says. "Keep going."

Pete smiles into Patrick's back. He's under no misapprehensions what a privilege it is that Patrick allows him to do this. He's pretty sure Patrick even makes his girlfriend turn out the lights before he'll get undressed. He's so self conscious.

It makes Pete upset. Patrick is beautiful, every inch of him. But whenever he tries to tell Patrick that, he snorts or rolls his eyes or pushes Pete away and the moment is gone. So he just lies there quietly, giving Patrick belly rubs.

"Yeah..." hums Patrick. "Can you go further down?"

"Further...down?" Pete repeats. Further down is under Patrick's waistband.

"Yeah," says Patrick. "Unless you don't want to." He begins to pull away from Pete, uncertainty written in the lines of his body.

"No, I want too!" Pete says, too fast and too eager. Patrick chuckles.

"Shut up," Pete mumbles into his shoulder as his fingers pull Patrick's waistband away from his waist to let his hand sneak under. He grasps at Patrick's flesh, squeezing just a little, until Patrick yelps and he goes back to rubbing and stroking, oh-so-innocently.

"Y'know," says Patrick, yawning, "You'd make a great boyfriend if you weren't so annoying all the time."

Pete freezes. He waits for Patrick to notice, but Patrick has started snoring. He's fallen asleep in Pete's arms.

Pete keeps stroking Patrick's tummy, holding him tight in his arms while he sleeps.

He tries not to think about what Patrick said, or what it meant. It probably didn't mean anything.

Anyway, what he and Patrick have is special. This, falling asleep together on the tour bus in the middle of the afternoon, is just one of the reasons why.

Pete's never gonna jeopardize that.

15: humming / singing them to sleep

Patrick's phone rings and Patrick blinks blearily into the darkness before reaching for his phone and checking the time. 3am.

Only one person calls him at 3 in the morning. Rolling his eyes, he answers the call.

"Hey Pete," he whispers hoarsely. "Do you know what time it is?"

"I know, I know, I'm sorry," Pete says. He sounds on the verge of tears.

"Pete, Pete, I was just kidding," Patrick says. "You OK?"

"Yeah," says Pete, Patrick's reassurance apparently working wonders to calm him down. "Yeah I'm fine, I just- can't sleep."

Which isn't exactly a rare occurrence, but it's also not the first time Pete's called Patrick in the middle of the night because he can't sleep. He waits for Pete to continue speaking.

"Would- can you sing to me?" Pete asks, voice a soft and frightened animal. "That...it sometimes helps," he finishes lamely.

Patrick has to swallow a lump in his throat. "Sure," he says. "Sure, Pete, of course."

He starts singing - lullabies and rock songs and jazz standards, tunes he makes up on the spot and a couple from their albums. He sings through the night, till his voice is hoarse, and they see in the dawn together before Pete's breathing finally, finally slows and deepens on the other end.

"Pete?" Patrick whispers. When he receives no reply other than a gentle snore, he smiles. "Good night, Pete," he murmurs, then hangs up.

He falls asleep immediately and sleeps well into the afternoon.

[superm4ks]

i'm dying for the part 2 of the essential max verstappen races i've watched all the first 10 (teenage crime era) and now i need the rest!!

✨💘 part 1 💘✨💎🧨🌠part 3🗽🎯

Brazil, 2019 In part 1 I said Max always stunted in the US, but like both Americas have a crush on him. People like to yap about his 'luck' and how 'lucky' he is. Max bends luck to his favor with a crowbar if he has to and this race proves that. also shout out to Hannah she’s BEEN the best CS in F1 fr 🌻

Austria, 2019 yes honey, that Austria, 2019. First Honda powered win for red bull and it came on the back of a cracked out prancing horse. Lestappen had angry sex in front of 200000 orange shirts and we just let them

70th year anniversary GP, 2020 Set the scene: for 2020 mercedes has put thee most competent driver of all time behind the wheel of a Boeing 707. They say it's a car but its an airplane ok. So every race is basically like 2 hour long british orgasm ASMR. This one tho, this should've been the beans and toast equivalent to Beyoncé at the superbowl. This should've been their Homecoming. They got 2 races in the calendar for the 1st time, it's F1's birthday, Lewis is driving a commercial airplane, it's happening during peak covid because their prime minister is insane, period. They had it all. Except, it was kinda warm out. And Max Verstappen noticed. Whole british empire vs one man's inability to not be the moment. Guess who won

Emilia Romagna, 2021 emilianos first victory of his maiden title year , and a race I remember watching and thinking. oh okay. so it’s time. With Max, even as a baby fan of both him and Lewis, I was always kinda like, waiting for the dog fight. And finally, lil bro has the car. Everything else was already in place. If u do watch my dumb list in order, which I recommend u do, u can actually c him get ready for 2021 over the years. His starts, and especially this one, become flawless, he has somehow learned how to manage his tires and dominate races in lesser machinery ((we dont talk about it enough. max has won races every single season he's driven in f1. every rbr car he's ever had, he got it home. that's a shooting star fr. thats a once in a lifetime.)) , he's patient, and still uncompromising, still unflinching. He's ready. We were not tho lmfaooo

Zandvoort, 2021 baby boys first home gp win. a lovely lil watch to feel warm and fuzzy inside and also just like watch him be the best driver on the grid at home

Russia, 2021 p20 to p2. Max in the rain, u already know wtf is going ONNN. A race for the GP girlies. SOOO so dope to watch a driver and an engineer orchestrate a comeback of that level in real time. A true privilege and I mean it wholeheartedly. I think GP and Max are soulmates like professionally. Also literally the funniest thing in the world when they're pulling into their lil positions after the race and my fav old man Lewis does a double take like that better not be who I think it is 😭

USA, 2021 listennn. it's 2021. I can't mention Max without mentioning Lewis. They took each other to realms of racing that F1 didnt even remember existed. When I tell u these bitches were 40 seconds ahead of everybody else. 40 seconds. In 2021. But yuh, the blond one set a purple sector with like 100 lap old tires to defend that win. 2021 was just very kind to the Circuit. Sexy sexy race

Jeddah, 2021 well if he's just some guy why does his pussy pop so severely. 😐 No F1 driver will ever serve cunt the way Max served cunt in Jeddah. Driver of the day for no reason other than pure fucking headassery. They said u can't move the culture by losing and that white man said hold on. That quali lap almost put a child in me. I am so sorry

((lil bonus from Zandvoort, 2022 like shut up imagine doing this to lewis hamiltondfmsnfksdlkjf))

Japan, 2022 2nd title win. And fittingly so, he would've lapped the whole field if the race had been completed in its full distance. 1 second faster than everybody else, still improving at the end. But its his recovery at the start that I wanna highlight here. On a wet track, awful conditions, mf sent it outside of t1 around sharl, not because he had to, not because his championship was on the line, but because he could. He went for it, no hesitation. Nobody else would go for a move like that. First, because they wouldnt be able to do it. Its an overtake that requires a control of the car that is left to the Hamiltons and Verstappens of this world. U put a wheel wrong and you’re done. Second, it just wasnt worth it. Rb was a rocket anyway, he would've gotten the lead back eventually. But that is not who Max is. Max refused to give up the lead for even a second. It has nothing to do with having a dominant car, its about racing. Max will always, always go racing. And I love him for it.

ty for reading 💝 I hope that u can return to these races again and again and find joy in watching our fav public enemy number one do his thing. He’s very good at it

[lady-of-the-spirit]

Hannah I choose violence 3, 6, 12, 13, and 25!

3. screenshot or description of the worst take you've seen on tumblr

not a screenshot but a copy&paste of the worst possible take on anything. it's about Scrooge: A Christmas Carol, the 2022 animated netflix movie.

Ok I watched Netflix’s Scrooge and somehow the story doesn’t make me go oh, what a happy ending. I don’t think Scrooge deserved all that

He ain’t a charity, he lends money. People know upfront they have to pay him back. It’s business. I get it when they want a day or two but that bold toy shop mf that had the audacity to dance on his coffin?? He asks for an entire week. I bet many of them already got extra time.

Then his employee. Was it fair of Scrooge to charge so much for the ink? No, but that guy can’t blame him for his boys demise. Like, he has child after child and struggles to take care of them all. Maybe don’t have that many kids if you can’t provide for them? I know these are different times but man, he even gives half of his earnings to charity instead of using it to buy food or medicine and then they blame Scrooge? What?

like. girl. what? how the fuck do you miss the point that badly????

6. which ship fans are the most annoying?

Destiel, no doubt about it. Shut the fuck up. why is everything about you. I hate this stupid ship and how much it takes over the fandom so much don't get me started.

oh, also tenrose shippers. same thing. not everything is about you. (and this is worse because I actually watched tenrose's season and they annoyed me so much.)

12. the unpopular character that you actually like and why more people should like them

Sersi 💚 she's such a warm, sweet character!! she loves her friends a lot and is just trying to do her best, but she doesn't know what to do, but she keeps trying because she can't let everyone die. she's literally the heart of the movie and of the eternals themselves like if she wasn't there they'd fall to infighting immediately because like fuck would they be listening to Ikaris about anything if Ajak wasn't there.

13. worst blorboficiation

Dean Winchester. I'm a known hater. especially when people try to make him out to be like, the woobiest saddest little baby of all time. I'm sorry but I do not.

25. common fandom complaint that you're sick of hearing

ngl I had to take a minute to think about this but... for the Ted Lasso fandom, I'm sick of hearing about the whole "Nate bullies Colin" stuff. Because it literally only happened that one time and Nate apologized!! And Colin accepted his apology! In front of the whole team! Meanwhile Nate never got apologized to by Colin (or the rest of the team) for his bullying of Nate. People like to blow it out of proportion to make Colin some sad woobie and like, he is, but not really about that, because that was one bully moment.

choose violence: fandom asks

[7furhr8]

TLB short, featuring Angel Dust reader....

The boys were chilling in the cave, mourning your loss......thinking about to good times...When

Paul spoke "remember when-" "SHUT UP, PAUL!" David screamed. "WHAT DID I DO?!" "WE DON'T WANT TO HEAR ABOUT THEM" "YOU DON'T BUT I DO, DWAYNE DOES, MARKO DOES!" Marko screamed "I DON'T! JUST......SHUT UP, PAUL!" Paul looked betrayed "Marko...." "just stop Paul!" "Marko......" Dwayne joined in. "It's hard for all of us, but not talking about them.......that's not what they'd-" DON'T FINISH THAT! DON'T YOU DARE PUT THAT ON ME!" Marko covers his ears "its true" "OH, there goes Dwayne asking like the mature one!" David chimed in. "I'm just thinking about they'd want!" "oh and you know?!" "YES DAVID, I DO! Forgetting them doesn't help!" "Don't. you. EVER SAY THAT AGAIN!" "WE CAN'T FORGET HOW MUCH THEY PARTYING WITH PAUL!" Paul looks sad as Dwayne gestures over to him "or bonding over Italian history with Marko...." Marko looks away, not wanting them to see his tears. " or how they...turned me into a chatter box" Dwayne chuckles to himself think about the two them would laugh and talk for hours about......pretty much anything. Books, people at the boardwalk, pranking Paul.......god he misses them....but Dwayne continues "or how-" "NO! DWAYNE" Dwyane groans in frustration before lashing out "SURE DAVID FORGET THEM LIKE YOU DO EVERYTHING! I KNOW YOU'E USED TO PEOPLE DYING AROUND YOU BUT DON'T TREAT THEM LIKE.....ANOTHER MEMBER OF YOUR DEAD FAMILY!!!" Paul and Marko gasped and Dwayne internally cursed himself, as David would bring hellfire upon him. But on the outside he stood strong......somewhat...David stood up and spoke to him a tone that always sent shivers down everybody's spines......slow....menacing...and yet... thinking of every possible way to tear him apart...."What...........did.......you.....just........say.....to...me?!" Dwyane gulped but his fear was clouded by frustration.....he was tired of David pushing things under the rug...........treating them as they didn't matter.......hated it so much but.....they-no.....Y/N.....was the last. fucking. straw....."You're not forgetting them.....Y/N....AND I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU DO TO ME BECAUSE YOU NEED TO REMEMBER HOW THEY MADE YOU LAUGH, HOW THEY BROUGHT THE OLD YOU OUT....HOW THEY-" Dwyane was cut off by David punching him into a wall. David spoke again in the same calm bone-chilling tone. "Enough with the big talk. I'm going to enjoy...." Dwyane looked back at David his face almost covered in shadows. The only thing visible on his face was his eyes, his glowing red eyes piercing his soul "tearing you apart". But Dwayne stumbles forward, his eyes glowing and fists raised "FUCK. YOU. DAVID!" Paul and Marko looked at each other, knowing better than to intervene....but they wanted to help Dwyane, knowing he was right. Dwayne and David's fight was......brutal....claws and teeth....and Dwyane put up a good fight, but......David had the upper hand......... as always.........and just as David was about to make Dwayne history, Paul tackles David to the ground as Marko helps Dwayne up. David throws Paul off of him, screaming "ALL OF YOU ARE TRATORS! I GAVE YOU ALL ETERNAL LIFE AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY ME?! I'LL TEACH YOU, I'LL TEAR YOU ALL APART AND SHOW YOU TRUE HELL!" Dwayne, Marko ad Paul look at each other, worried. But stand strong and say, before the fight of their lives, "Y/N will not be a memory!" and with that the boys start fighting and just like David and Dwayne's fight, its brutal and the boys are just about to kill each other- " HELLO?!" The boys freeze......could it be.....no....they.....died....they stay as still as statues. Then they see it, an 8 foot tall spider with.....so many features....but it has.....their voice...."Boys? You here-WHAT ARE YOU GUYS DOING?!" Y/N looks at themself before saying "Ok! I know this is.....weird...but let me explain!"

End.................

This was bad! I'm sorry!

[sugarschnaps]

Leland HCs, because he died in Chapter Four

My heart has been broken by fanfiction countless times with Leland dying omg. (You know who you are) Anyways so I decided to write some Leland Golden boy McKinney HCs!!! They're mostly for my comfort and my inexplicable thoughts. Went from Leland hater to Leland brainrot real fast. Thank you, fanfiction authors! You're a gift to the planet <3 Not used to writing for characters that aren't my ocs, and these are purely my own comfort hcs, so hopefully you guys don't mind my little contribution to the fandom. I might post other hcs if people want? idk Side note: These are also kind of somewhere between "soft boyfriend" and "part time group dad" energy, interpret these how you want. :D

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He's not big on slushies originally. Probably not a big fan of cold things generally with a few exceptions of course, but he can't resist seeing you so excited to try the new flavour and wanting to drag him along. (At the time, probably blue raspberry. It came out in '74!) And of course, he'll go with you. You manage to persuade him to try it. He winds up enjoying them quite a lot. Blue raspberry is his favourite from then on, though you can never quite tell if it's the flavour that he likes or the fact that you introduced it to him.

He doesn't like hot custard. Can't explain that one, it's just a thought, honestly. But he'd rather die than eat hot custard, he just doesn't like it lmao

He absolutely has a thing for you wearing his shirts or if he has a jacket on, his jacket at the time. Especially when it's colder out, and he knows he can help you warm up. He protects his friends from literal cannibals in game, so why not from the elements too? And to build on this, I also HC he doesn't really like leather jackets because of his arms. They're always tight for his shoulders. But he still wears them sometimes for style points, you know what I'm saying? (When I say "a thing" here it means his heart is swelling and he can't stop smiling. Proud dad, maybe happy boyfriend, I dunno I'm just here for happy and alive boy Leland)

He gives the best hugs out of the whole group, for sure. He's always warm to the touch, even in winter, it's like he's literally got a built in heater or something. Plus, look at him. He is literally built for hugs. Wrestle hugs? Are those a thing? They are now I said so He'd definitely have anyone he cuddles with feel safe when he holds them. (He also prefers to be hugged around the waist than higher up his body.)

If you ever go out to watch a movie with him, you're absolutely leaving there laughing. Leland is a master of comedic timing and stupid comments. He'll find a way to spin any movie to be a comedy. Horror, Romance, anything. He'll make a terrible joke, and it'll be funny. Maybe less because of the actual comedic value, more in how he delivers his jokes, or how he ends up laughing halfway through them and ends up laughing also. His laugh is infectious.

Leland gives me dad joke energy. I will not elaborate.

He is literally just such a ray of sunshine. He's a bit dim-witted at times (it's ok bb me too <3) but he makes up for it in how pure he generally is. He's a good shoulder to cry on, especially while hugging him (literally speaking as well as emotional things- sorry, I'll shut up about his arms now). He might not be 100% certain how to comfort you most of the time, but he's trying his best.

One thing I can conform for an absolute certain is that he has the most banging record collection anybody has ever known. Man has brilliant taste in music. Queen, ABBA, that whole vibe is his favourite to listen to. He has a collection of vinyls he tells nobody about. You're probably the first to know, likely from him knowing the words to things like Killer Queen especially.

His favourite song, however, is definitely Hooked on a Feeling. It's just... I can't explain it. He'd dad dance to this, for sure. He's just a little silly goofy boy <3333

If you're the type of person that sees fluffy and/or soft hair and immediately wants to braid a bit of it, he will gladly let you do so. He'll probably have to lean down for it to be more comfortable for you. He doesn't care if you're a bit messy or not used to braiding hair properly, he'll happily keep it in for a day at least. He has the SOFTEST hair anybody has ever known, he's just a very fluffy boy and I love him.

In the winter, if you forget to bring gloves or whatnot, he'll hold your hands to warm them up. Referring back to the little portable heater energy thingy we've got going for him. Also, doesn't matter who you are his hands are always bigger than yours even if it's very slightly.

He gives me golden retriever energy he's so baby That's it that's the post, love y'all, thank you for coming to my Ted Talk <3

[alaffy]

Riverdale 7x19 - The Golden Age of Television (Spoilers)

Ok, I will admit the last couple of minutes got me choked up a bit. As much as I feel the series went downhill, I am going to miss it. Or some of it. And I'm glad that, contrary to some of the rumors, things didn't play out quite as I had heard.

The story starts with the removal of Featherhead and the hiring of Weatherbee. Also, the Councilor is leaving for Washington. And we see how the timeline is starting down the path towards light (or some such nonsense). Archie plans on riding the rails during the summer, working on his poetry. That is until he finds out Reggie won't be going to this all important Basketball camp as it will be during peak harvest season. Archie tells Reggie to go to the camp and that Archie will take Reggie's place on the farm. Good on you Archie, you might just be like Fred yet. Eh, probably not. But still good.

Pep comics is going to shut down, but not without putting out one last issue based on "The Comet," by W. E. B. Du Bois. Jughead writes the editorial. Judging by the amount of people reading the last comic, I'm guessing we're to believe it makes people think.

Meanwhile, Jughead gives Du Bois' contact information to Veronica, who gains the rights to make a film version. Clay will write and direct.

Cheryl takes back the Vixens. Evelyn's reaction is priceless.

Nobody mentions Midge. Well...

Hal will be sleeping in the basement. Betty's book is published and she gives a copy to Alice. Alice reads it...and yaddah, yaddah, yaddah....understands Betty now....more bullshit...Alice still has a chance to be happy. But not a stewardess because, well, 1950s.

So, Angel Tabita arrives and shows Jughead seasons 1-6 of Riverdale on an old color tv. This causes Jughead to get his memories back. Tabitha explains that they've done their job creating a better timeline (okay), but the timelines were too tangled to separate them. However, she was able to merge them into one timeline. But this means she can't take everyone back to 2023.

...Sure.

What she can do is give everyone their memories back. Long story short, everyone is given the option to view their past lives. Everyone agrees, except for Kevin because he finds there is no Clay before this timeline and Julian because he learns he's a doll. It's a yes it's a lot for everyone to take in.

So, they all meet up again and talk with Tabitha. The Bear is mentioned. Yay! Everyone asks if it would be possible for Tabitha to make it so they would only have the good memories, but not the bad. I mean, I can't blame them...but some of those memories will loose context.

Good news, apparently it is possible. All Tabitha has to do is hit a big ol' reset button (...Fuck you Riverdale) and show them only the good memories. And so we see everyone, including Kevin, Clay, and Julian watching them.

Tabitha sneaks out and Jughead follows. Jughead asks if Tabitha will stay. She says she can't because there's another Tabitha out there who's actually about to live the life this Tabitha should have had had she not come to Riverdale, but she and Jughead will never get together. Jughead, again, tries to get her to stay as they had a life together before....and, I'm sorry, I know the writers are trying to give Jabitha an epic goodbye...but in the pervious scene Jughead's arm was wrapped around Veronica...they're still dating...what does Jughead think will happen here? Anyway, in the end they have one final kiss goodbye and she disappears. Well, she exits off the stage, they don't have the money for special effects (as season six shows us).

We find out after that Jughead has opted out of not having his memories re-erased and having only the good memories put in. What Jughead mentions, and it seems like he didn't know this at the time, is that Betty also chose to keep all of her memories.

God, life at the Cooper's will be fun. "Hal, can you carve the Turkey?" "GOD MOM, DON'T GIVE HIM A KNIFE!"

Well, one more episode to go. I admit I'm a little curious on how this will end, though I don't have any high expectations for it. Oh, but one last thing before I end this...

Frank and Tom are sleeping with each other. Really. Trying getting that image out of your head.

[xsweetcatastrophe]

You Broke Me First

Part 9

"Pick up, pick up..." Zoe mumbled, while pacing back and forth.

Finally, the screen on her phone changed to her sister's flustered face. "Sorry, I was getting Sophie out of the bath," She said, sounding out of breath. "But the second her feet hit the floor, she takes off like the road runner and how she's running naked around the house getting water everywhere... sometimes I think she's part dog" she said, starting to ramble.

"Ok can this be about me for a second because I'm about to spiral" Zoe interrupted.

"ok, do I have to pour a glass of wine for this?"

"I think you might need the bottle"

"Oh boy, okay let me tell John to wrangle Sophie and put her to bed then"

for the next 25 minutes Zoe told her sister everything; from the interview, to the morning after, to the day at work, to the fake date, to the kiss outside her apartment.

"Are you kidding me?!?! Zoe, you can't catch feelings for him, so get that out of your head right now" Her sister said, pouring herself a glass of wine.

"Jen don't you think I already know that?! I was hoping there would be one article and a couple pictures of us out and this would all blow over in a week. Doesn't look like it" Zoe whined.

"I thought I had an exciting week with Soph pooping on the potty for the first time. You always gotta one-up me don't you?" Jen replied smugly.

"I would gladly change Soph's dirty diapers for the next 5 years than deal with this" Zoe said, collapsing on the couch.

"Listen. Don't get caught up in it. Keep your feet on the ground and every time you speak to him, remind yourself it's just for show. It's a job. You get attached too easily and this is just going to end badly for you in the end" Jen said.

"What did I even call you for? you're telling me things I already know" Zoe said, getting annoyed.

"Ok, lets change subjects then... did you book your flight?"

"flight for what?" Zoe said, confused.

"Ok, Rude. Sophie's birthday party, remember?" Jen said, annoyingly.

"OH - yea, sorry. I have the site that tracks the prices of flights and I check it every day, I'm on top of it" Zoe said.

"Ok, Just checking... Hey, I love you, you know that right? And I worry about you a lot" Jen said, her voice softer.

"I know. I love you too"

Jen and Zoe had a great relationship; where Zoe sometimes felt disconnected from her mom due to bickering back and forth, she ran to Jen. Jen had a maternal side of her that showed in the way she cared for her younger sister. Maybe it was because there was such a large age gap; Jen being 7 years older. Maybe it was because where Jen and her mom gravitated towards each other more, Zoe and her Father were closer. Now that Zoe's dad wasn't here anymore, Jen tried her best to fill in the void Zoe felt. Jen always felt her dad protected Zoe from everything. With him gone, Jen figured she can't step in and protect Zoe from everything, but she can hold her hand and go through it with her, no matter what it was. Sometimes she felt like she was letting her down, especially living in another state.

The girls said their goodbyes and promptly hung up the phone. Zoe sighed, feeling the temperature start to rise in her small apartment. She opened all the windows and brought out the fans, turning them on and shutting off the lights. She made her way to the bathroom and showered, washing the day off of her. She blasted the cold water for as long as she could before she got out; she was about to have a warm night so she wanted to cherish the cold for as long as she physically could.

Zoe stepped out and made her way to the bedroom, not bothering with a towel. As she was standing by her dresser grabbing a pair of underwear, she became aware that her windows were open and there were just a gang of photographers camped outside. She grabbed a pair of underwear and a big T-Shirt and got dressed quickly, hoping no one was outside with one of those super zoom camera lenses peeking into her window.

She decided to sleep in the living room since it was a bit cooler. She passed out on the couch, not before adjusting a fan to point it directly at her.

Zoe woke up to someone banging on her door.

She jumped up, confused and startled. "One minute!" She yelled, making her way to the door. She stopped short, realizing she didn't have pants on.

"One minute!" She yelled again, running to her bedroom and grabbing a pair of sleep shorts. She ran back to the front door, running her fingers through her hair thinking it might help.

She opened the door to a man standing there with a large box and a cliipboard.

"Zoe Parker?" He said, checking his clipboard.

"Yea.. hi?" She said, hesitantly.

"Where do you want it?" He said, motioning to the large box next to him.

Zoe looked at him, confused. "Sorry, there's been a mistake. I didn't order anything."

The man looked at his clipboard again. "Is... C. Murphy here? he placed the order yesterday and requested expedited delivery. I was told this had to be my first stop today" He said, checking his papers.

Zoe's stomach dropped.

"Oh. Yea, he's not here sorry.... what is it?" She said, looking at the box. It was just a brown cardboard box, not the product box so there was no pictures on the outside.

"It's a floor air conditioner."

Author's note: filler chapter, sorry

Tags: @lau219 @wolfieellsworld 

[righteousdelusions]

15. A Hope We Don't Get Caught Kiss + asaden (for @strawberryblondie-locks)

Teachers were strict about PDA in Fourth East High School.

Denji and Asa figured it out by the simple act of holding hands in the hallway. The relationship was still new, so it was kinda of awkward anyway (Asa's hand was sweating but Denji didn't comment on it), but it felt awful when a teacher scolded them.

"It's not fair! I see couples kissing all the time!" Asa complained. "Now that i have a boyfriend I can't do it! Why do we get told off for holding hands! It doesn't make any sense!"

"I guess it's one of those situations were the problem is getting caught."

"You mean people do it even if they know they could get in trouble?"

Denji smiled, toothy, crossing his arms and looking far away.

"Of course it means that, Asa." Yoru added, "You can be so dense sometimes."

Asa ignored her.

"Well... I don't know." She didn't even know what she wanted to say. "Isn't it dangerous?"

A weird thought for someone who has seen dead at the face already.

"We can do it after school anyway, I don't care, as long as we keep kissing." Denji kissed her cheek and left for his next class.

She was embarrassed, they could've caught that cheek kiss too.

*See you!" He said, with a peace sign.

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"It's so stupid. Why do I feel so bad about the fact they can ground me for it."

"You are a bit of a goodie two shoes."

"Shut up! I'm not!"

"You are! You always were!"

"I'm not anymore."

Asa dropped her head to the side, thinking. She held her chin with her hand.

"Now that I think about it, that class president did tell you the same thing."

"Don't remind me of that."

"Do you really think you've changed?"

"... I just don't want to get attention for stupid things."

"Mmm. What was it what you said before we became one?"

"Don't -"

"You said you wanted to live more selfishly. And yet you can't even kiss the boy you like in school."

"Shut up!"

"And you should kiss him more often that way you'll feel more guilt when you finally turn him into a weapon."

"Shut up!!!!"

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Ok. Just a kiss. Wouldn't be so bad. They just didn't have to get caught. Denji said it himself.

When Asa thought about Denji, she thought about her skin aching for staying too long at the sun and the feeling of his sharp teeth again her lips. He was wild, and it was kinda funny he didn't take it to himself to kiss her there.

Maybe he thought she was going to be awkward about it?!!! No way. She had to prove she can! To Yoru, to Denji.

To herself.

She was gonna do it.

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"This is not that brave. Your chances of getting caught here are slimer," Yoru said.

"Shut up," Asa said out loud.

"... I'm not talking?"

"I'm sorry, Denji," she coughed. Then she thought to Yoru "Leave!" And she went with a roll of eyes.

"Funny, this is where we met," Denji commented.

"Yeah... Funny rooftop."

"You wanted us here for...?"

Asa couldn't stand it anymore. Her chest was beating and she was sure she was blushed. So she just leaned in and pressed her lips against Denji.

Denji breathed against her lips, Asa's way of acting making him smile. He kissed back inmediatly. He put his hands in her waist, gently.

Denji was starting to lead the kiss and it was kinda of annoying Asa, so she decided to step up and get her tongue out to play with Denji's, but she didn't know what to do so she ended up licking his front teeth, self aware and awkward.

He laughed.

"Don't make fun of me!"

"It's ok. Just don't get so nervous."

"I'm not!"

"You totally are," Yoru whispered in her mind. "You're not even going to get caught here."

Right. Asa's blush got bigger, thinking about that teacher interrupting them again.

She went for another kiss. Denji bit her lip and she wanted to hug him so bad, but her hands were playing with the lapels of his jacket.

She completely forgot about the fear of getting caught again, when the sound of the opening door and a male voice saying sorry distracted her. The door closed again.

"That fucking stalker! For fuck's sake."

Asa was starting to feel too self aware, not understanding what he meant with stalker, so she just ran away of the scene, running past the tall handsome boy.

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At least, she kinda got now why people play with danger like that.

[sweet affectionate moments meme]