#only space chill and boops

[a-s-levynn]

The very real situation here is that i did fuck all today. I made the mistake of opening up no man's sky and also the boopening happend and i have not made any progress on anything.

[sincere1ystar]

Loved You First

rafe cameron x fem! reader | ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 2

Two years ago, Rafe left the island without saying a word. Unknowingly to him, you were pregnant all along. When he finally comes back, he’s desperate to get you back not knowing it’s more complicated than it seems.

𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍

Rafe knew. What were you supposed to do now that he knew he had a daughter all along.

Rafe quickly interrupts your thoughts with his questions. “How old is… she?”

“Julie”, you corrected him.

“Right… Julie. How old are you Jules?”, he playfully asks your daughter as she giggles still peeking over at him from your shoulder.

“She’s one and a half now”. The words come out more rushed than intended. “Uh anyways it’s been a long day you must be tired. You can sleep on our spare mattress”, you say pointing to a matress on the floor lying next to two others. He’s about to mutter a quick thanks before you rush to tuck in a fussy and sleepy Julie into bed.

The little girl falls asleep quickly, unlike Rafe. The three of you are sprawled out onto a makeshift bed on the floor made out of thin mattresses. Of course Rafe’s mattress was slightly distanced from the other two, yet he couldn’t help but look over at you. You were fast asleep with your daughter bundled up by your side, he quickly noticed how Julie preferred to cuddle with you rather than make use of her own sleeping space. You didn’t even have a bed to sleep on. All the struggles you were forced to undergo during his absence hurt more than any other wound he’s ever had. He never should have left to begin with, whether he knew there was a baby involved in the mix or not.

It was night and the warmth of the sun was replaced by the soft moonlight. The glow from the moon’s crescent wasn’t enough to distract from the cold the night brought though. Rafe looked over to where you were sleeping to make sure you were sleeping comfortably and covered, only to find that you’ve given your blanket to little Julie. She was still cold with the one blanket she had, so you draped another one on her. So you slept shivering with your arms around yourself. Rafe didn’t say anything, he just unraveled himself from the blanket he was using and placed it over you.

When you wake up the next morning, Rafes gone. “Nothing new”, you think to yourself. Still something feels different though, you don’t feel that cold chill you usually feel on cold mornings. That’s when you notice a blanket draped around you, the blanket you gave to Rafe last night. What was Rafe’s blanket doing on you? You don’t have too much time to dwell on it before Julie wakes up and fussily reaches over to you. “Mammmaaaaaaaaaaaa”, she cooes while holding her arms out to you while sniffling. “Hungry”.

You giggle as you boop her nose and take her in your arms. Sometimes you forget how little Julie is, only one and a half and already a sweetheart. You set Julie down in her little high chair as you start to make breakfast before you hear the front door unlock. You quickly look up only to find a group of men carrying a bed frame. And before you can protest or say that they made a mistake and came to the wrong house, you see Rafe in the corner of your eye directing the men where to go.

Your question whether if you should ask him what he’s doing or demand him to leave, but little Julie’s excited to see her dad and claps at the sight of him. Although you practically melt at your daughter’s happiness, you’re not just going to let Rafe come into your home and do whatever he pleases.

“Rafe!! Hey, what do you think you’re doing?”, you ask rushing out of the kitchen with the topic of breakfast slipping out of your mind.

Rafe turns to face you and you expect anger, but his eyes are soft. It’s that same sincere look he used to have. It was like the old Rafe was back for a moment , the man he was before he left. The old you would have swooned over the act, but the new you that carried a broken and beaten heart wanted nothing to do with this.

“You don’t have a bed. Thought I woukd start with a bed frame”, he says it as if it’s the most simplest thing in the world. As if he could just waltz in back into your life with a new bed frame and everything would fall back into place. As if he didn’t leave for two years, brokenhearted and with a baby.

“Well whatever I”-, you’re quickly interrupted by Rafe showing the group of men where they would set up the bed.

It doesn’t take long for them to set everything up and leave. You expected Rafe to leave with them, but surprisingly he stayed and cheered little Julie on as she jumped up and down on the new bed treating it as a trampoline.

“You said you were only going to stay here for a day Rafe”, you say getting up from the chair where you were watching the two, “Your day’s up”.

That’s enough to break Rafe’s attention away from his daughter’s giggling. “Wait. Wait”.

You don’t bother wasting your breath to answer him as you push him out the door and slam it shut. Take that Rafe Cameron, can’t buy your way back into this one. You’re proud of your victory, but when you turn around you see your daughter’s lip quivering with tears threatening to spill. You knew Julie wanted her dad back, but you suppressed your guilt by reassuring yourself that she would understand one day when she was older. You try to calm her down by putting her to bed and reading her favorite bed time story, but it’s no use and her quiet quivers turn into loud wails.

Your daughter was stubborn just like you, and there was only one thing she wanted. Which is what led you to go out looking for Rafe hours later you threw him out. You were ready to scour all around the island to find him, only to find him asleep at your doorstep.

“Rafe!”, you shake him awake, “What are you doing?! It’s dangerous out here, how many times have I told you that this isn’t the best area”. He’s barely half awake by the time you’re dragging him back inside.

The minute Julie spots him she’s running over to his side. The little toddler manages to tackle Rafe down to the ground while giggling. She grabs the closest storybook and shoves it into his hands, waiting for him to read it to her.

“Julie cmon now sweetie”, you chuckle nervously. “Don’t bother… him”.

Rafe smiles and glances quickly over to you before starting to read the story about a family of bears. Family. Such a foreign word to him, yet the way Julie cuddled by his side while he was reading her bedtime story with you sitting right next to him made everything seem as if he was fitting in with you two just perfectly.

Julie’s ecstatic with her dad’s storytelling. She giggles and points to Rafe everytime she sees papa bear on the page. “Papa!! Papa Bear!!”, she chants while pointing at Rafe.

“Unbelievable”, you think to yourself. Yes Rafe was her dad, but she barely just met him. You tried to deny how you felt seeing your daughter so happy with Rafe, it must have just been the loneliness catching up to you. You weren’t about to just let the man who walked out without a word come back in that easily, he’s officially lost his keys to the house.

The next few days Rafe constantly leaves gifts on your porch every morning without fail. It was a sweet gesture you suppose, but you weren’t going to let him buy you back. Not this time.

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[gay-dorito-dust]

Werewolf Jason things:

His werewolf form is as tall as-if not taller- then he is, which makes it more difficult having him within the apartment as he takes up most of the available space, that and his floofy tail tended to knock stuff over by accident…oops.

His howl is a powerful one, like might as well make you loose all hearing type of howl if that makes sense. You wouldn’t be surprised if all of Gotham could hear him with a howl that powerful.

With you he’s an overgrown puppy who’ll gladly let you play with his tail out of boredom or even play with his ears as they twitch and flicker, hell he’s chill enough to have you boop his snoot that you swear he was trying to smile half of the time.

The first time you saw Jason in his werewolf form, you were intimidated and scared that he might not remember you in this form, he was sniffing the, growling and showing off that predatory expression of his. You felt such fear that you went as far as to drop to the floor when he lunged over your head, only to attack the person who had been stalking you for a good while throughout the night, head filled with nothing but malicious intent as they followed you into the alleyway.

So once Jason had done mauling him, he looked back at you with blood on his muzzle and paws and moving towards you, making you freeze in place and closing your eyes tight in hopes that your death would come swift and fast in compared to that guy; only for the werewolf to nudge you with his snout, giving you a few reassuring licks to your hands to show you that he wasn’t a threat to you, only towards the ones who’d cause you harm was he a major threat.

There was a reason he didn’t want you seeing his transformation, often doing so in one of his safe houses, and so he’ll try his best to reassure you through his werewolf form that he wouldn’t ever hurt you, ever. It was his biggest fears after all and even if he did manage to nick you, he’d whimper and lick your wound with his tongue in hopes it’ll heal it, which was sweet of him but you’re better off getting medical attention.

He has a silver streak of fluff, followed by a pair of unsettlingly green eyes that seemed to glow in the dark, which thankfully added to the scare factor in making scumbags piss themselves and run away scared, only to be hunted down by a six foot werewolf and slashed into ribbons…

He remembers your scent after a while and thus every transformation is made a lot easier knowing that he’ll still remember you and smother you in affection, the werewolf breath was another thing you had to get use to that was for certain, but you loved him dearly enough to deal with him moulting all over the place and it was a lot.

Going back to the glowing green eyes thing, you nearly shit yourself the first few times you see a dark shadow in the corner of your room, glowing eyes staring at you before seeing that it was Jason when he moved into the light.

‘Jason.’ You groaned. ‘Stop scaring me.’

Jason tilted his head as he licks the back of your hand apologetically, you sighed and find yourself once again unable to stay mad at the overgrown pup of fluff and sharp claws and teeth as you scratched behind his ear.

You let him on the bed, but be warned this action has consequences as he’ll lie on top of you as though he was lighter then he actually was, squishing you into the bed but when morning comes you’re being squished into the bed by a very, very naked Jason Todd.

[n6ptunova]

can u do chris bf headcanons

boyfriend headcanons • chris sturniolo

a/n: ofc pookie!! thank you for the request🫶

warnings: none

- chris would try to act a bit more “chill” and “nonchalant” before you guys date, but once it’s official he turns into the sweetest boy ever. he becomes almost soft spoken when it comes to you and you only.

- he goes to you for fashion advice since he can’t really match clothes. you take him shopping and dress him up in a way that he’s comfortable with but also looks so fine. he might even make one of those tiktoks “my style before and after my gf.” he also loves matching with you for sure.

- speaking of clothes, he LOVESSS when you wear his shirts and hoodies. it doesn’t matter if they’re baggy, tight, or well-fitted on you, he just thinks you look so beautiful in his clothes and he thinks it’s cute how giggly you get and how you burry your face in them admiring his lingering scent. he’ll let you keep your fav hoodie of his too.

- he cannot go to sleep without you. we all know how he’s always sleeping in nick and matt’s rooms, but ever since you got together, he only sleeps in his bed, yours, or the couch but you HAVE to be there or else what else is he gonna cuddle??

- his favourite is when he’s the small spoon laying on top of you and resting his head on your chest (not for that reason but it’s def a bonus) and you playing with his hair till he falls asleep. if he wakes up and you’re separated he’ll whine and cuddle closer to you.

- i think it’s a given that he likes when you play with his hair, it’s his weakness fr. but sometimes when you’re bored you start braiding his hair or trying different hairstyles on him like man bun, piggy tails, space buns or your personal favourite half up half down with some strands falling out. he acts like he’s annoyed when you do this but he melts at the feeling of your fingers in his hair.

- he’ll just be looking up with heart eyes at you focusing so hard to perfect the hair style for him and secretly smiling every time you get excited at how cute he looks and the little kisses you cover his face with. he’s so whipped it’s crazy.

- he’s a part of the sassy men apocalypse idc. being in a relationship with chris is mostly joking around and poking fun at each other. so when he’s in a goofy mood and you shrug him off bc you’re busy or not focused he’ll go “oh so you don’t love me anymore?? i see.”

- “babe literally what’s more important than me rn this is insanity.” you always call each other bro but when hes feeling sassy and you call him bro he’ll say, “are you bro/friend zoning me rn. what the fuck.” and sometimes he doesn’t even respond and just crosses his arms dramatically looking away until you say his name or “babe/baby”

- he takes pictures of things he noted you like before eg. the sky, sunsets, flowers, cats, etc. and sends them to you bc it reminds him of you and he knows how excited you get over them.

- he’s a mama’s boy i stand by that, so it’s important for him that you get along with mary lou, which you do! mary lou loves you so much he starts to get jealous of both of you because you’re “stealing” his mom and you’re spending more time with her that chris starts to miss you.

- i feel like in general chris is a bit touch deprived, like in vids he’s always reaching for his brothers’ hands or resting on them, hugging them, leaning on them when laughing etc. now that he has you, you get all these little touches, playing with your fingers subconsciously, tracing circles on your thighs occasionally squeezing it, rests his arms on your shoulder when you’re standing somewhere, always hugging and kissing you on the cheek, forhead, corner of your lips, and even boops your nose sometimes 😭.

- he definitely is always looking at you with loving heart eyes all the time that fans start to make edits of “the way he looks at you” and you both eat them up.

- when he’s sick he turns into a literal child, you have to baby him or else you’ll never hear the end of his whining and complaining. but it’s okay bc when you’re sick he does the same.

- overall that man is just whipped for you fr and his brothers tease him for it sometimes but he doesn’t care (he literally punches their arm almost every time and tells them to shut up but we move!)

[dronebiscuitbat]

Oil is Thicker Then Blood (Part 103)

The nest was full of movement. Uzi was officially a week overdue… and justifiably moody.

She was getting colder, little needlepoints of chill bubbling up from underneath silicone, and so she kept getting up to throw more blankets over her- and then she'd have to rearrange them until she was satisfied with it.

She was getting to the point where she was making a nest within a nest, curled up tight in blankets.

N and Tera were together, sitting just outside the entrance to the nest. N's nerves on frayed ends, something was going to happen tonight. Something big- something life changing.

“Papa?” But before that, there was his daughter to tend to.

N smiled down at her, there was tiredness I'm his eyes, but he was never too tired for her.

“What is that stuff?” She pointed out to the creeping growths that could now be seen from the nest, soon there would be no more safe spaces.

“It's kinda gross looking isn't it?” He hummed. she held his hand with both of hers as they looked over the landscape. She nodded, making a disgusted face.

“Thats why Mommy and I are working so hard, to get away from it.” He explained; he didn't want to tell her the exact stakes, he didn't want to scare her.

“Danger?” She asked again. Cocking her head.

“Yeah. It is. But we'll keep you safe from it. Don't worry.”

She looked back at the distant tendrils and hissed threatingly, glaring at it.

N chuckled, “Or you can keep us safe!” He tickled her sides, making her squeal with laughter and kick her feet.

It was only after she got breathless when he stopped, laughing lightly along with her light giggles.

“Wanna help…” She said after a moment, crawling back into her dad's lap and wrapping herself in his coat. Looking up at him.

“You can help by being the most adorable kid in the world.” N booped her visor. And she laughed, blinking sleepily.

“I think it's naptime…”

Before either drone had a chance to make good on their naptime promise. Uzi yelped from inside the nest, followed by a whimper of pain.

N's core dropped into his stomach.

Tera popped awake as well, clambering to sit up. “Mama!’

N stuck his head into the nest, where Uzi was within her mini-nest, propped up on a pillow with a blanket covering her abdomen, she had a hand on top of it.

“N!” She called, sounding alarmed and distressed. “I think-!” She's interupted by a full body shudder and a warning on her HUD. [INTERNAL DAMAGE DETECTED!]

Cr-rack!

There's the sound of splintering silicone and Uzi whined, heat flooded her entire body and every single one of her internal fans kicked on at once.

“Oh! Oh it's happening!” N felt a mixture of joy and fear wash over him as he fumbled over everything trying to reach her, Tera crawled up onto his shoulder and held onto his hair for support.

Uzi blinked before tears came into her eyelights, pain and happiness mixing together into a powerful cocktail of emotion she couldn't contain.

Happiness was quickly ursurped by agony- another wave of pain and the sound of more silicone cracking like an egg.

“F-fuck!” She cursed, gritting her teeth and closing her eyes. “Oh gobo-JeSUS!” She yelped and reached for his hand which nearly crushes his own with how hard she gripped

He winced before smiling down at his girlfriend. “It's alright, you got this.”

He sat Tera down so he could take a peek underneath the sheet covering Uzi's bottom half, he's underneath for half a second before he came back out, gulping and eyelights hollow.

“oh…”

Uzi does not like his expression in the slightest, she gripped the bedding underneath her. “What?! What does that mean?!”

“You're uh…” His voice faded out. “You're open…uhm.” He made a gesture with his hands, splitting them apart down the middle almost like a bear trap.

Uzi gulped, but can't say anything due to the pain clogging her throat. N just returned to his place holding her hand.

CRACK!

She couldn't hold back the scream, so she instead bit into a pillow to muffle it, her grip tightened around N's hand so much he could feel the metal bend and hear it groan.

He didn't say anything though, just smiled and pet her hair, cooing to try and give some comfort to her.

“Breathe. Okay? We've prepped for this haven't we?” He suggested softly, and guided his mate through a breathing technique Uzi had written off as stupid before.

“In. One, two three. Out.” He did it with her, and it worked for a moment before she's squeezing his hand again, this time though, she felt all the extra weight she'd been carrying for six and a half months drop suddenly-

“Guess who's back!” Someone came sailing into the nest without a care in the world… it's V, holding a worker arm before dropping it the second she hears Uzi's unearthly scream.

“Oh shit!”

“V you have the words shittiest timing!” Uzi grunted, burying her head in N's shoulder as her body jolts from pain.

V crept up to Uzi's other side, offering a second hand for Uzi to punish mercilessly, which she does. And V doesn’t even wince when her hand bends.

N had to leave Uzi's side to dip his head underneath the blanket again, this time he stays a little longer before reamerging.

“You're gonna hate me… but you have to push!”

Uzi just nodded, whimpering as with another wave of pain, she pushed along with it, compounding it, it's so painful she saw stars.

She needed somewhere to bury her head, but N was to busy tending to another part of her that she couldn't- until V shoves her head into her shoulder instead.

She pet the back of her head, being a rock against crashing tides.

Uzi sobbed along with each push, gripping onto V like she's the only thing keeping her alive and then-

“One more! You can do it!”

“I-I Can't! I can't!” She trembled, voice scratchy from her screaming and sound watery from tears.

“Yes you can! One more! I promise!” Her mate encouraged her, and with a yell she did, one more time.

Snap!

Something shifted and she felt the pain let up immediately, she breathed heavily into her freinds embrace, and loosened her grip. V stroked her back, Uzi didn't complain.

An ear peircing cry broke into the nest, the sound of a very, very healthy set of new lungs breathing for the first time.

“You did it! Oh god… Uzi you did it!” N exclaimed happily, barely heard over the crying. She doesn't respond, she's still trying to catch her breath.

N feels the tears in his visor as he wipes his child clean.

In his arms was a small, squishy version of a dissasembly drone, with conical arms and booted legs that matched his own, wrapped around the tiny body is a tail with a nanite canister, glowing bright white; it lacked a stinger though… which was probably very good for Uzi.

The babies head was covered in locks of silvery blonde hair, five glowing balls rested on his head, and their eyelights were white though closed and still screaming.

“Hey! Shhhh, shhhh, It's okay, it's okay…” N brought the newborn up to his chest to listen to his core, they were quite a bit larger then a pillbaby, but still smaller then Tera.

The baby slowly stopped crying, turning into sniffles as their eyelights drifted around the nest.

“Thats it…” N hummed.

Uzi slowly lifted herself out of V's shoulder, soaked in sweat and still panting softly. V didn't rush her, instead just pushed purple hair out of her face.

Uzi made a breathless but appreciative noise in response. V laughed.

“You did it… you wanna see?” Her voice was soft, caring, if Uzi didn't know better, she'd probably assume it wasn't V.

Uzi slowly turned to look at N, who was enraptured in the sight of his new son, who was balling his little fists up and wriggling absently.

They made eye contact, tears welling up in both of their eyes as her son was gently placed on her chest, he farther calmed down with the sound of her core.

“Heh… oh my god…” Uzi croaked out, brushing some silvery hair out of the little one's face.

“Jesus, he's your mini-me N.” V commented, smirking as she leans back, watching the dents in her hand heal out of the corner of her eye.

“H-he is…” Uzi smiled though the dull pain still thrumming through her.

Tera silently crawled into V's lap, having been very quiet while all this was going on. V laid a hand on her head. “It's okay. It's over.”

N and Uzi embraced tightly, careful to mind the newborn between them.

“I love you. I love you so much.” N nearly sobbed, tail wrapping around them protectively, Uzi just tilted her head up and kissed him; locking them together for at least a minute.

V rolled her eyes and covered Tera's visor… which Tera just peeked over, not like she hadn't seen her parents kissing before anyway.

“I love you too…” Uzi sighed, nuzzling up into his chin. The newborn raised a little fist up at them.

“And you… Bishop.”

“Yeah… that's your name isn't it buddy?” N cooed down, Bishop babbled back up at them.

Uzi leaned back into V and Tera, startling the female dissasembler for a moment before she simply accepted it. “Don't get too comfortable with me now…”

“Mm. You just babied me like you were my mom. Hush.” Uzi quipped back tiredly, and V laughed back.

“Heh… yeah well… you need someone looking after you.”

“Hey…” N began to protest lightly.

“She needs another girl looking after her. You don't count. You're her boyfriend.” replied, though her statement lacked any bite.

Tera clambered up into her Mom's lap to look at the addition that caused so much commotion, cocking her head as both siblings locked eyes.

“Brother!” She beamed immediately, leaning in- but not too close. “Here! Not shy!”

The three adults laughed together. Uzi safe between two killing machines, and both her kits safe and sound.

“Yeah! He's here now! His name is Bishop!” N smiled back, lifting her into his arms so she could get a better look without putting pressure on an already worn out Uzi.

“Bi-Bis-” She struggled a little with his name. So she shortened it. “B!”

He wagged his tail; giving his first smile…

Uzi found a shoulder to bury into, not caring if it was V or N, she was exhausted… and a nap sounded pretty good right about now.

She got dual purrs in response, and she quickly booted off to recover. The last thing hitting her audials being N;

“We've got the kids… get some rest…”

[bambisnc]

pairing : yunjin x reader, karina x reader (comparatively less) genre : oooh. yeah. idrk. crack ish but also angst? cw/tw : classmate!rina and transfer student!yunjin karina doesnt really treat reader well + yunjin is manipulative + food mention + swearing + karina calls yunjin a rather unflattering word + suggestive -> kissing occurs + uneditted its 2.17 am n my eyes hurt.. :( wc : 1.5k this was supposed to be a fluffy rina 200 ish word hc wtfwtf notes : wtf have i written fr / wrote this while listening to farewell, neverland and stupid in love alternately

classmate!karina who you've known ever since you gained enough coherent knowledge to retain information because, hey, it's a small town and she's a girl who everyone knows will achieve big things

classmate!karina who can literally do it all. she's the human incarnate of the song little miss perfect : straight hair, straight a's, straight forward,.. teachers more often than not swoon in her presence, she's voted class president on the first day and underclassmen and seniors are equally in awe of the enigma that she is; elusive but alluring.

it's only natural that you would fall for her; how could you not? with the way she slips her arm into yours everywhere you go and how she always makes it a point to greet you by being physically affectionate : hugs from the back, forehead kisses, head pats, nose boops and whatnot,. there's also those kisses which she places right at the corner of your mouth; her own so close to yours that if you were to move even the slightest you'd end up brushing against hers,,

but whenever you try to ask her about your relation, your sad little question of "what are we rina.." goes completely unheard.. :(

but then !!! comes along transfer student!yunjin :) this'll be fun :)

when the teacher approaches karina with the matter of showing the new girl around, helping her catch up to the syllabus, etc; you were with her and quite clearly able to feel the hesitation radiating off of her figure. so you, being the kind-hearted soul you are volunteer your own help !! the teacher doesn't really gaf,, as long as she knows you won't shower the new girl with worms or something she's chill w that :p

however, karina is still apprehensive because she's apparently heard rumours that yunjin was,.. notoriously known as somewhat of a delinquent. she doesn't really want someone so cute, so trusting like you around her..

but when the vivacious redhead greets you with a charming grin, your defenses immediately lower.. yunjin was so sweet! how could someone like her ever even be assosciated with those rumours?

you soon find yourself spending a lot of time with her,, karina always seems so busy nowadays.. you know how tough class president duties can be plus she's always working on a million other things as well, and you get it, of course. you support her fully!! it's just,.. sometimes you can't help but feel sad... it feels like she's avoiding you on purpose :(

like when you were having lunch with yunjin one day and karina walked into the cafeteria. you waved her over but her nose wrinkled as if she'd smelt something sour and with a brief smile (which was SO obviously fake) she left..

..??????? you need to put in all your strength to not breakdown in tears right there. but yunjin is there to comfort you~ she always is <3 she wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you closer to offer comfort. her hoodie that you'd been wearing (it was coldd and you being in a hurry that day had worn only a t-shirt - she couldn't bear to watch her new friend freezing now could she :( so she ever so chivalrously gave it to youu <3) along with her warm embrace made you feel very comforted~

but your feelings for karina still reign strong. so you decide if she won't tell you what you did to upset her, you'll confront her yourself

except.. yunjin ends up talking to you out of it... her argument makes complete sense : karina probably just wanted some space from you. if you approached her right now, she'd only retreat farther away, and you did not want that

so whenever you're feeling particularly vulnerable, in a 'fuck it we ball' kinda mood she's always there to prevent you from making a mistake!! she's so thoughtful <3 she's over at your place pretty often + sleepovers have become a new norm for you two because hey who knows when you'll need a comforting hug from your friend right? :)

but then, against your better judgement - yunjin would be so sad for you if she found out.. :(( - you finally give in to your urges. you decide to properly confess your feeling to karina on the 14th of feb. you really miss what you had with her, you miss being her friend.. and even if she hates you now you'd rather at least get closure than be ghosted irl 😔

so you go all out! go big or go home by enhypen plays in the bg you make her favorite chocolates, write a letter explaining how you feel, decorating a cute red heart shaped box and wrapping it all up w a cute ribbon <3

there is now the dilemma of how to give it to her.. hmm you do know she has patrols in and around the sports ground after lunch every alternate day.. and by your luck 14th is one of those days!

you ditch yunjin with a couple of fake excuses, desperately dodging her offers to come with you when finally, looking extremely dejected she leaves

sighing with relief you make your way to the first floor into a classroom from where you can easily see the entire grounds. and oh! you see those familiar long locks of black!! rather ungracefully, you decide to just throw your box out hoping she'll see that your name is written on it and not immediately throw it away

as soon as you're ready to chuck it down : you hear a familiar voice, "yn? what are you doing here??" it's karina?! how is she here?? but in your shock you accidentally let go of the box; only managing to keep holding on to the letter

shock and dread fills you at the thought of someone else taking the box and thinking you were confessing to them you dont even bother to look at karina even though it's been ages she's initiated a conversation with you.. as you leave, in your frustration you ball up the letter and throw it in the trash, completely forgetting that the person it was for was right there??

you race downstairs but end up bumping into a whirlwind of red. it's yunjin. the sheer happiness on her face somehow settles into you and you can't help but ask her whatever happened to make her look so delighted

she immediately pulls you into a tight embrace, "oh yn i like you too!! i thought you were still hung up over karina and i was so worried that she'd steal you away from me but if you have feelings for me that totally changes things!! i was ready to completely isolate you so you would only have me to depend on but fuck- you're so cute confessing outright out of nowhere!! even kazuha said she could've never seen it coming - you always seemed so heart-struck around her after all"

this shouldve been a red flag but the dazed state you'd been thrust into made all her words pass right over your head. you can only reply with a weak "kazuha..?who- what do you mean.."

"oh are u jealous?? that's so cutee ynniee and i mean exactly what i said pretty!! shit does this mean we're dating now? i've been waiting since forever to be able to call you mine.. oh my god i could kiss you right now.." yunjin's overenthusiasm leaves you very flustered and honestly? a little weak in the knees?

"so can i then??" yunjin's still talking "can you-?" "can i kiss you yn please we're dating now right?" "we are..? of course then.." and she wastes absolutely zero time in immediately diving towards you, tilting your neck to devour your lips with her own, her other hand sneaking its way to your waist, pulling you closer, closer.. yes you're still in the middle of the hallway but yunjin would be damned if she gave a single fuck, not when she has you like this and you.. you're still lost in some kind of a daze that only becomes heavier as your gf's (?) lips work against yours, till her hands holding you are the only reason you're still able to stand

you gain some sort of consciousness, when you're completely out of breath (ironically-) and push yourself away from her gently

yunjin immediately moves as if to chase after your lips but then seems to notice something behind you which makes her smirk.. huh.. she's really pretty; are you just noticing this now?

she pulls you into her chest then, like she's down millions of time and you carefully place your arms around her shoulders as she pats your head, whispering something soft in your ears - which you sadly can't hear due to the slight sound of blood pounding in your ears.. but in the comfort of her arms you really can't seem to bring yourself to care, simply enjoying the comfort she provides you with.

unbeknownst to you, as you and yunjin were in the middle of that passionate exchange, karina had managed to track you down and witnessed in horror the painful sight of you with her. god she'd ruined everything, that fucking bitch. how dare she even touch you with such bad intentions? granted karina's thoughts about you weren't 100% platonic either but you were hers. and she intended to do whatever she could to make that happen..

[saltyb0ba]

so i've been getting into transformers: earthspark..... big brain dump and context in the read more!

and came to the conclusion that my transformers oc, journey (they/them), would make more sense as a terran than a neutral or autobot!

SUPER LONG story short they are the first terran a geologist named luna came along the emberstone while investigating rock formations in witwicky she made notes on it and then tried picking it up, getting an arm sleeve like mo and robby!

but she doesn't have a direct connection to quintus with it like mo and robby do journey forms and is named by luna, who then leaves with them to go hide out at her lab journey speaks in beeps and boops, but the sleeve translates them for luna. that is it's only terran related quality besides feelings

stuff is chill for a bit and journey begins to express interest in the stars so luna surprises them and that's when journey finds their alt form! a lunar rover but that's also when GHOST spots them on cameras. luna is so freaked out and journey is so scared that it creates a burst of power -- teleporting journey to the moon, safe and far away from GHOST, but keeping luna on earth. she's able to keep hiding for a while -- changing identities, lying low -- but eventually she is captured and "taken care of" for harboring a secret as big as this

journey is now stranded on the moon! but they keep their energon levels high by using their solar panels to convert sunlight to energon it's very lonely and there's a time where they feel their link to luna snap. and they immediately knew what happened.

spitfire (friend's transformers oc!) eventually crashes onto the moon and journey befriends her and spends a lot of time with him, becoming each other's amica endura. drawings like the above are created and so are logs. eventually spitfire is captured by the DJD and journey becomes severely injured, leaving journey stranded and dying. once they do die, mo + robby and the terrans feel extremely upset and sad and can't explain why. they can't feel someone anymore, but they don't know who that someone is. but they know it has something to do with the moon. so bumblebee decides, after a lot of brainstorming and deliberation, that he's taking the kids to the moon. mo and robbie can't go due to yknow. being literal children who cannot breathe in space outside of a spaceship (and don't own spacesuits) + bee doesn't want to risk their lives like that

they decide to search the moon and that's when this takes place. bumblebee doesn't want them to find any traces because he knows they'd be extremely upset if the worst case scenario happened (getting confirmation journey is dead.) so he hides it. from everyone. even optimus. for as long as possible. and he is not doing well logistically the moon trip takes place in the time inbetween ep 19 and 20

[cjoatprehn]

Alrighty!! I got caught up formatting a little easter egg answer version of this poem for those who are aware of my systemhood. I’m certain not many will click, because I don’t think I told folks in plural aside from my bio.

But! Back at it again with @skylerwitherspoon n’s prompts! Tonight I’ve written a longer one for Prompts 20.

Enjoy! Alt text goes over Discord’s character limit, so let’s see how Tumblr alt text handles it-!

Oohhhhkay…so not even Tumblr alt text can handle this poem. So I’ll drop the alt text below.

FluxCore

[20. Write a poem about your gender.]

I, Mx. Whisper, have many genders. /

As the idea of it all is a construct of a lack of fluidity. /

I’m the flow the oceans waves. /

The cascading of the waterfalls /

soaking boat riders in a blissful wash. /

I’m the apparition of the Void, /

that’s just a little guy. /

A fuzzy little cat of the darkness. /

I’m the moon and the stars /

that you shoot meteors across. /

I’m the hobbit underneath the grass mounds, /

Gazing up at passerby through a mosaic window on the ceiling. /

I’m the creature living in the closet, /

Scarred and horrifying /

But is quite wholesome that comforts you on scary nights. /

I’m the stink stink just doing their thing in that there corner. /

I’m the cyborg who’s got his eye out for men; /

Feasting on popcorn as tea spills. /

Mischievously pranking children as a fitted sheet monster; /

Only seeking cuddles and tickle matches in dominance. /

I’m the big brother ready to swing and box. /

I’m the stripper bratty to the lot. /

I’m the drag queen that dresses in hot pink hoochie shorts; /

To the funky Mettaton EX theme. /

I’m the man giving a Megan Thee Stallion-worthy booty performance. /

I’m the recluse in the woods. /

Deep in a book, written in Braille. /

I’m the linguist who fascinates herself in the many calligraphic forms. /

I’m the nameless princess who grew to Duchess. /

I’m the mother of your children. /

I’m the warrior leading armies in the night; /

By the glow of my bioluminescent wings en mass. /

Close your eyes and trust in pixie dust. /

Diplomacy is key. /

I’m the erosion manipulated by your corruption. /

I’m the sky clouded over and misty. /

I’m the tears you shed in gold sunlight. /

How soft a pillow, am I, Mama? /

I’m the geeky gadgets of your endeavors. /

I’m the large platforms you wear on your soles. /

I’m the collar adorning your neck. /

I’m the goggles that snap pictures of your fire poses. /

Slaying your competition in your worth, Your Grace! /

I’m the clicking of your mouse. /

I’m the tapping of your keyboard. /

I’m the manager of your chaos, /

Wearing bunny suits and buck teeth. /

I’m the children of the playground. /

I’m the singing of the birds. /

I’m the climbing up trees to read a book about peace. /

Hey look! A sunset! /

The others going home. /

This is our space. /

The children outcasted from the village. /

I’m the reading in your ears. /

I’m the booping of noses. /

I’m the squishing of slime and swishing of tentacles in the ocean. /

I’m the big hoodie that covers your hands; /

Obviously too big but that’s the point. /

I’m the Death that draws near. /

Not literally but ego-wise. /

I’m the owl that escapes your trap. /

I’m the wings beating in the air. /

I’m the heartbeat within your eggs. /

I’m the goth besties with emo girls. /

Alternative is fun, even with the skulls. /

What? They’re great for mixing in. /

I’m the tinking of glasses. /

I’m the foam from your beers. /

I’m the ice in the shaker, /

with your drink being chilled. /

I’m the warmth of the hearth. /

The softness of clouds. /

The sleek of the silk. /

The Jester in your eyes. /

The screams in your mind. /

The turmoil in one party. /

I’m the boy that starts the fight; /

and the girl that finishes it. /

Settle down or take it outside! /

Staying sharp these days, hmm?

I’m the sizzle of hot in cold. /

The chinking of metal. /

The sigh from your chest. /

The sweat dropping from your brow. /

The sailor-born swear of frustration. /

I’m the coin tossed to your butcher. /

I’m the blade holding your fate. /

I’m the hammer that broke the anvil. /

I’m the one who snores deep and loud. /

A hard day at the forge earns you great sleep. /

Even if you’re napping on a customized warhammer. /

It’s comfortable. /

I’m the brood that has seen Death itself. /

I’m the medium who heard all. /

I’m the mirror you dance in. /

You’re doing great with your recitals and practice. /

I’m the dragon breathing fire. /

I’m the prism that facets color. /

I’m your hoard of cherished goods. /

I’m the pen in your hand. /

I’m the hands on your phone. /

I’m the window to the world. /

The bridge between cups. /

I could go on. /

I am no gender. /

I am a system. /

Of flux.

CJOAT | For SkylersPrompts in Escapril 2024

CJOAT Watermarked

I’ll probably post a spoken poetry video for this post…but I’m not pressed about it. I’m going to take my ass to bed. ^^

[kokorowoutsu]

-- RP: @skullboneandunown

skullboneandunown:

Donovan lets out a chuckle as he squishes her cheeks and boops her nose. "Kimonos. Those pretty dresses are called Kimonos, Little Sprout." He knows that decision depends on her parents, and he wouldn't mind teaching her about his home. "I'm sure the Kimono Girls would love you. They all have eeveeloutions, so Lucky would get along with their Pokemon." Professor Xavier strokes his chin, thinking about the scheduling. "For the most part, the children are separated by wing and grade. She'll be around children her age most of the time. The exception being recess." He smiles at the compliment of being more peaceful than Blueberry Academy. "Truthfully, the idea for a school like this came during my younger years. I was not much younger than you are now, in fact. I had come to know a few..gifted individuals that were like me. Mutants. We needed a safe haven to hone our abilities in peace without potentially endangering innocent lives if our powers were to get out of control. Thankfully, my family had more than enough funds to create a safe space. And so I had this facility built decades ago. It only became a school about twenty years ago, and publicly a decade or so." He pauses at the mention of opening a school in Galar. "I have thought about it, in fact. Opening another school. But I am not certain the other regions would be so open to the idea. One of the hopes for this school is to inspire coexistence between humans and those like us. If that can be achieved, then perhaps I will open another school."

"Kee...mow...nos...?" Willow's speech might have been her biggest issue besides showing signs of being on borderline autism and possibly ADHD which Ashe blamed herself for being she had been diagnosed with those issues when as a human but had left them unchecked and just... dealt with them, so to speak. At his name, Lucky rose his head, ribbons whirling at the mention of other eeveelutions. Willow looked at her godfather in wonder then. She grew up around Eevee and its evolutions with Sylveon, Leafeon, Espeon, and Umbreon, and not to mention Flannery's Flareon. They were very much entangled in her life, but did that fit her personally? Honestly... no. Ashe and Leon didn't believe so, but she had four years to learn and pick for herself as it were.

That being said, Ashe felt out of questions. She knew Willow would be safe here despite wanting to argue and shield her daughter from the world. Heaving a deep sigh, she takes in Xavier's story, finding it comforting that there were others that struggled -- and it wasn't just her. Maybe that was cruel of her to think so, but not being alone in the struggle meant her family had allies. Quietly, she leans back, taking her husband's hand as he ponders on the idea of more schools. "... Galar's youth could benefit from a school like this. The current champion who took my place, Savannah Hemsworth, may be icy, but I think even she would agree. I'll get you in contact with her should you want to consider it." That being said, he, too, was quiet. Both parents looked to their child now who turned her blue-green eyes from Donovan, a tilted head soon going after.

"Well, sunshine? What do you think?" Willow caught on pretty quick, and the pressure was a bit much as shown by her noises coming from her throat and her fidgeting hands, but Lucky was there to comfort her as was Bahamut quickly enough. "You won't be far from home -- and you won't be alone, sunshine. You'll make lots of friends who are just like you." Leon's voice spoke of a solemn promise. "And if anyone picks on you, you saw how everyone reacted." Ashe offered that kind of mom smile that would make even the strongest trainer feel a chill then. Willow felt confident in her parent's words, gripping Lucky's ribbon that had been offered.

Turning to Xavier then, she sat up straight in her godfather's lap. "I'd... 'ike t' at'en'... pl'eas'!" Ashe hadn't been expecting that but she looked relieved as did Leon. The partner pokemon did as well. Their daughter was growing up and while she didn't quite grasp the concept of school, in time, she would.

It was a big first step -- but Willow was showing just how brave she could be in taking it.

[ancient-cats-unite]

Piledriving Trouble

Corrupted Psychocat got his Zombie Talent!

Corrupted Psychocat got a recent request to join the Zombie hunters. They only knew some, like Cataur and Thaumaturge (ironically, both hate his guts.) Also Inspector Gabriel was there! Maybe they could talk more detective stuff!!

Psychocat ate his warped cereal and got to meeting them. They were cleaning up Into The Future Outbreaks for Catfood. Inside the trailer transporting them, there was Housewife, Shigong, Musashi, and Gabriel. A stake was driven behind him, ripping his cloak.

"Hey!"

A vehicle driven by a gruffy cat in a dusty cockpit backed up. Her paws were callused and she had a death glare.

"OI! Get the hell outta my way! I drive my stakes wherever I DAMN PLEASE!"

"Piledriver, its eight in the morning, loosen up dearie. Hey, Psychocat."

Housewife Cat was tying her apron behind her. Shigong and Ectoweight Cat were sparring. Piledriver scoffed, scaring Lil' Flying Cat half to death with a stake driving straight up them.

"Hi Housewife! Whats up with her?"

"Piledriver is a bit cranky in the morning. Welcome!"

Seafarer was at the way back with Catarzan, fishing up some mackarel.

"So you add a little garlic and.. voila."

"Thanks Seafarer. Barely got to eat. My wife is a black hole."

Catarzan munched on the fish. Thaumaturge and Gabriel sat next to Musashi, talking about nothing in particular. Extra Life Cat was playing with Musashi's spectral cat. Psychocat slid next to Gabriel, much to the demon's dismay.

"Heeeeeeeeeey Gabe! Hows my favourite detective doing?"

Psychocat stimmed, making a mini blackhole. They grinned while the detective sighed.

"Hello Psychocat. I didn't know you were here."

"Well I got my Zombie talent soooo I get to see you more! Boop!"

Psychocat poked Gabriel in the cheek.

"Oh joy. Did Piledriver give you a hard time?"

Thaumaturge said, noticing her come aboard.

"Yeah! Whats her problem? Grandon Corps has tons of money, get her something to manage that anger!"

Piledriver Cat got out, parking her piledriver at the edge of the trailer.

"Must be a good time at parties, eh? Probably doesn't go to them, she's got no friends?"

"Uh.. Psychocat?"

Piledriver Cat walked over. Chills ran throughout the trailer.

"Bitch could put R.Ost to shame! She's that much of a pain! How does Miter Saw deal?"

"Psychocat?"

Piledriver was above him. Thaumaturge could see her baleful glare.

"She should shove those stakes up her dumb, brute a-"

"PSYCHOCAT!"

Psychocat was expecting Piledriver to get riled up, but didn't expect her to punch him smack dab in the face.

"Oh shit!"

Psychocat was knocked to the floor. In a desperate attempt, he opened up a portal to teleport away. The malovent force threatened to suck the two up. The trailer moving was no help, sucking up poor Extra Life Cat.

"Language! Someone stop them!"

Housewife cried. Ectoweight yanked Psychocat away and Gabriel held Piledriver. He had to use two hands, Piledriver was a relentless one. After a while, they quit squirming.

"The minute we're done this, you're dead meat."

Piledriver Cat casted daggers at him. Psychocat gulped.

"Piledriver sweetie, come sit with me. Psychocat, go sit with Inspector Gabriel please. I want peace and quiet, even if I have to tie you up!"

Piledriver Cat sat next to Housewife, sulking. Psychocat grumbled. The ride there was less hectic than normal. Gabriel and Musashi managed to rescue Extra Life Cat from the vast expanse of space.

The gang stopped at Greece. Either Piledriver's punch screwed him up or his portals aren't working, but Psychocat couldn't get a single slow proc on Cavadear Bear. Luckily Shigong managed to Zombie Kill it before it could cause trouble. After that was over, they set up camp so they could head over to the next outbreak in a couple hours.

Psychocat should probably sleep with one eye open, especially with a pissed off Piledriver.

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//Hallo! I finished up ITF outbreaks! I probably should have done them earlier to be honest. Have a funny little drabble of Psychocat and some Zombie Killers!//

[voidtheacesuccubus]

I do that

... with exceptions.

I will never view ticks as animals. These fuckers have been terrorizing other animals since the dinosaurs walked this earth and spreading horrifying diseases so that's some grade A dedication on making others absolutely miserable and I'll gladly return that by killing them all on sight no questions asked.

Same for any flavor of mosquitoes.

Or horseflies. Those fuckers bite chunks of meat out of living creatures and expect to live to tell the tale FUCK NO SIR YOU DIE RIGHT THIS INSTANCE I AM POWERFUL ENOUGH TO BREAK YOUR STUPID ARMOR.

And with wasps I am at war. I live in Central Europe, we have the adequately named German yellowjackets here AND THEY ARE VILE. If they ignore me I will ignore them but if they choose violence I will obliterate them.

With about everyone else I'm chill. Yes even spiders we have an agreement where they catch the flies that make it past my fly nets and I leave them be when I clean.

Unless they keep me from sleeping, or lay eggs in my food. Looking at you, certain moths. You fuckers do all of that. Fuck you. Love the large fluffy moths though. Wish I could pet them without risking to break their wings. Beautiful critters.

Oh and the fat flies who sound like bomber aircraft. Sir you either leave this room or you die and become food for my plants. Your choice. I'll gladly show you the way off my property first though, I know you guys are so beyond help in the brain compartment nature decided it was easier to make you crash-safe than to make you learn not to fly straight into things.

And then there's stink bugs.

I gotta add I have zero beef with the "annoying but not out for my life" part of this list if they stay out of my living space. I love observing moths swarming the street lights at night, and how the bats come to hunt them there. I love watching weird bugs walk around anywhere and the especially big ones I show to my dog who is like wtf is that and boops it with his nose.

But stink bugs entering my premises I view as a declaration of war and will consequently shower them with disinfectant so they don't get to release their stinky shit. I have a dog I will not tolerate any stink beyond that.

Bees, however, I greet with a "good morning ma'am", I keep a part of my lawn permanently out of the mowerbot's jurisdiction and throw seeds of local bee-friendly flowers on there every now and then. Love bees, rescue them from the pool regularly, would never be mad at a bee for stinging me bc if she thought I was such a threat that ending her life to keep me away was worth it, I did something terribly wrong.

Just gotta teach that to my dumb ball of floof who catches bees with his mouth, then complains when they sting him. It's only happened once in his life and since then I'm very strict on yelling no at him when he so much as looks at a bee, but he has NOT learned his lesson and will absolutely try again if I don't stop him. Which, by the way, is the reason most of the lawn is mowerbot County. The dog. And the not getting him bit or stung by anything.

you guys Need to start seeing bugs as animals im not even joking anymore. the second u start seeing them as tiny animals the more your world opens up and the more you accept different types of life Into that world. youll begin accepting that even life you cant understand is still worth living. and itll legitimately make you a better person. fuck

[ugly-anastasia]

Tuesday, November 12 –  SwynRPVision: Create your own TV show, book, video game, piece of media, etc. that would exist in the SwynRPuniverse which does not exist in ours. Write a description, make a graphic, write a script or do whatever you want. 

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Conscious Moms Group Anonymous member - 2 weeks ago

Hey mamas...

Posting anonymously because I still feel strange about this. Maybe I'm being paranoid.

My DS (8) was really obsessed with this YouTuber for a period of time this summer/fall. Obviously I always tried to redirect him toward educational content but sometimes as mamas we have to pick our battles. Anyway, it was more than just a typical level of being a fan. Him and his friend, we'll call her Mary (7), they would have play dates and ALL they would do was watch iPad. And they would get this really strange hypnotized look in their eyes, and it was honestly a little freaky how much they insisted on getting to watch this guy.

Something happened recently that destroyed my iPad (I can't get into it, that's a whole other story) and it hasn't been a problem since then. DS and Mary haven't asked since, and I haven't replaced the iPad. But it's still freaking me out.

He's called Sprog Monster. As far as I'm aware, it seems to be your typical Kids YouTube fare— slime tutorials, toy unboxing, stuff like that. I haven't actually watched it myself because I'm worried I might get hypnotized too if I do. Does anyone know what this is? Anyone watch it yourself? TIA.

Emily Covington Following. I'm having the same issue. DD (7) won't stop asking about Sprog Monster. I suspect she might be sneaking out of her room after bedtime to get to the iPad and watch him when I'm not looking.

Sarah Mills Following

Liz Robinson Following

Gwen Mathers These posts always make me so confused who this group is even for. Are people actually still letting their kids have unfettered access to YouTube? I mean, seriously, what do you expect?

Ashley Harmon (Admin) @.Gwen Mathers, please refer to group rules. No mom shaming.

Gwen Mathers @.Ashley Harmon what are you going to do, kick me again?

Ashley Harmon @.Gwen Mathers I won't hesitate

Morgan Smith @.Gwen Mathers Mods can chill out lmao. You're right and you should say it.

Michaela Witherspoon I've watched Sprog Monster before. My DS (5) is obsessed. I've only watched it once and I don't feel like I've been sucked in/hypnotized but I swear like 30 minutes did go by without me even noticing.

You're right, it is pretty typical kids youtube fare. But there's something kind of off about it. Can't put my finger on it. I feel like he might be a Magick or something. Idk. I'm scared.

Lilly Andrews @.Michaela Witherspoon there's literally no reason to be antimagick in this thread

Michaela Witherspoon @.Lilly Andrews How is that anti-Magick? I'm just saying that this guy might have our kids under a spell

Lilly Andrews @.Michaela Witherspoon well there's enough stigma around magicks in childcare spaces and comments like this just perpetuate it

Michaela Witherspoon @.Lilly Andrews I support Magicks in childcare as long as they're not HYPNOTIZING MY KIDS. What is wrong with you???

Emily Covington @.Lilly Andrews unless you have experienced the Sprog Monster problem you have NO RIGHT to comment!

Gwen Mathers @.Michaela Witherspoon @.Emily Covington Once again. What do y'all expect?

Michaela Witherspoon @.Gwen Mathers How dare you??? @.Ashley Harmon please ban for mom shaming. Against group rules.

Ashley Harmon (Admin) This is derailing. Everyone behave or I'm archiving this.

Morgan Smith @.Ashley Harmon ooooh mommy's bringing down the hammer

Alyssa Lopez Hi, fellow Sprog Monster Sufferer here. No idea what to do. Does anyone else have a problem where their kids won't stop yelling beep boop skidoo at random moments?

Anonymous member @.Alyssa Lopez YES. What does that mean??

Michaela Witherspoon @.Alyssa Lopez all I know is that he says it a lot. Might be some sort of trigger to start the spell. Kids find it hilarious for some reason.

Emily Covington OP, did you just smash the iPad or what?

Anonymous member @.Emily Covington Honestly I don't really want to get into it, but yes magic was involved.

Liz Robinson Don't smash the iPad. Do not destroy the iPad

Emily Covington @.Liz Robinson Why? Does that make it worse? OP said that helped...

Liz Robinson @.Emily Covington DO NOT

Ashley Harmon (Admin) @.Liz Robinson No need for caps

Liz Robinson @.Ashley Harmon NO NEED FOR YOU, FOOLISH ADMIN

Ashley Harmon (Admin) @.Liz Robinson Excuse me??

Liz Robinson Beep boop skidoo

Morgan Smith Chill she's trolling

Liz Robinson Sprog Monster is the way

Liz Robinson Sprog Monster is the way

Liz Robinson Sprog Monster is the way

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[liopleurodean]

Season 7, Episode 21: Reading Is Fundamental

Kevin!

Smart kid

They're still really close to Roman

Wow, he's got a tight schedule

Oh, Kevin

Oop

Okay..?

Mm, no, she's got a point

Be careful, Dean

Ooh, glasses!

Whoa.

That's concerning

I was about to say "call Cas," and then I remembered

"oh well" DEAN

Yikes

Poor Kevin

Cas?

Having fun, Meg?

Um. Cas? Are you okay?

Yeah

She sounds nice

Poor kid

Dean, that was your fault

Bobby?

Fair enough

I guess

Sounds like this one book I read, "Slayers". It was about dragons, it was kind of cool

Okay, Dean

Enochian?

True

Heh

BULLWINKLE

You've been asleep, Dean

Yeah, okay

Spooky

Oh, Kevin

Um. Bad idea

No, that was last night

Uh oh

This is weird

Is Cas calling him?

Abel? Really?

Cas! He looks actually concious!

Yes!

Um. Okay...

Whoa!

THE LAUGH ASDFGHJKL

Okay, and?

That's actually really cool

He's high on life

Okay, Meg

Fun

Of course it's the Winchesters

Absolutely

Group hug!

Um, no, and I didn't really want to

CAS

Cool

Sam. Buddy. No. You're thinking of MEGATRON.

Thank you, Dean.

Partially

Cas.

So it's not Enochian

Come on, Dean

Cas! You broke it!

Good plan

They don't even know

Don't leave it there!

She's got a point

Uh oh

Dang it, Sam

Kevin, be careful

Oh boy

Clotheslined!

A prophet

Don't worry, Kevin, you're not in trouble

Sam. Stop

Yay

Yeah, probably

He wants both, really

Oh, Cas

Be nice, Meg

It's a gamble, but it'll probably pay off

He fixed it!

Ouch

Yeah, okay, fair

This isn't really going anywhere

Maybe

Yeah

Yikes

Are you?

That's helpful

They're awful

Uh oh

That's not good

Cas and Dean need to work things out, fast

Yeah...

That's not what's happening

Oh boy

Not exactly

Insane! Thanks for asking

Cas. Stop talking

No

Oh, Cas...

Literally

Wait, what about Cas?

Poor Kevin

"what" DEAN

That's about the sum of it

That's one way to put it

Okay then

You really don't

A group of four

His mom's gotta be so worried

So tempting for Dean, but it's Biggerson's

Yup, definitely worried

Uh oh

Yeah, that's bad

Meg.

Poor Kevin

Oh, Dean

PERTH???

Cas-

There we go

It's okay, Kevin

He's a good one. We think

BOOP

Fun!

Thanks, Cas

He's not... exactly angry, per se

Cas, personal space

Weird

Yeah

Man, it'd be great if they had an ANGEL-PROOF BUNKER RIGHT ABOUT NOW

Bees!

Fair point

Only half of that

OUCH CAS

You're a little... loopy

Weird

...okay...

Oh, Cas...

Don't lie, Sam

It's okay, Kevin

Kevin?

Hey, you're gonna be okay, kiddo

Thanks, Dean

It doesn't feel good

He would know

They do. Or maybe it's just Cas

...okay, I can see that

Hey, that's a cool dream!

What's Meg doing?

Wow

Meg, no

Dang it, Meg

Why did she move like that? She's in a worse defensive position

Oh. That's why

Good job, Meg

She walked right into that

Sorry, Meg

Thanks, Cas

She's got a point

That's true

Yeah

That's great

Mm, no, yesterday

That was already true

Uh oh

It's not like they'll keep him forever

THE VERY TOUCH OF YOU CORRUPTS

And that's a good thing

Cas is the only one who even gets it

She's got a vendetta

She needs to take a chill pill

Thanks, Meg

Oh, Cas

Yeah

Thank you, Kevin

Good choice

Mm, yeah

So what are the three bloods?

Cas.

Cas, I swear-

Free will!

Oh, poor girl

Oh dear

That's really not good

[litgwritersroom]

After cherrygate (and MC ending it with Mason/Levi), she turns to Rohan for comfort.

Rohan

S1 | Rohan/MC | 3000 words | @i-boop-you

Even when something is right in front of you, it can be as far away as the sun. On the night Cherrygate takes place, Rohan ends up as the shoulder Hallie has to cry on.

From the outside in, Rohan thought it was obvious the type of person Levi was. He admitted to being a cheat on day one, then spent the next few weeks messing with Hallie behind Jen’s back, playing both girls at the same time, always making them believe that they were the one girl he was serious about. Even his Beach Hut confessions were dripping with slime as he would throw casual insults at their backs disguised as him trying to make up his mind.

Well, he did. There was a recoupling, and he picked Hallie. Then he played tongue tennis with Cherry only a couple of hours after getting into bed with Hallie.

“Don’t tell me to calm down!” Hallie screeched, her finger pointing at Levi and Cherry like she was wielding a gun from over Jake’s shoulder.

“Hallie, come on, there’s no need to be so -”

Cherry’s attempt to diffuse the situation only served to set Hallie off more. The look on Hallie’s face was almost comical if not for how awful everything was. Her eyes widened as her top lip curled into a sneer.

“Oh, there is every need, babe, don’t get me started!” Hallie fired back.

Jake gently pushed back, bearing himself further into Hallie’s space and directing her attention towards himself. “Come on, Hallie, no good can come of this tonight,” he said, settling his hands on her shoulders.

His soft gaze fell on her as he hunched down to better look her in the eye. Rohan marvelled at the subtle ways Hallie relaxed in that moment. The easing of her muscles, how she straightened up, holding her chin high, highlighting the fine woman she was. What followed was jealousy, how Jake could put her at ease with one look, some comforting words, how at ease she was around him.

Bitterness rolled in afterwards. Fleetingly, because how could Rohan stay mad at Jake? Especially for something Jake couldn’t help.

Then Rohan was back to feeling hollow. Hallie was right there. He could reach out and be the one with the comforting arm around her shoulder if only he dared. Scaling to the tops of the big ring and facing that near ten foot drop wasn’t as scary as this.

He was a go-getter; if he wanted to do something, he did it, but Hallie had made it clear that she wasn’t interested in him. He’d remembered how happy he was at that recoupling when only Hallie and Erikah were left. He liked them both, a lot. Would have been happy with either, but had already gaged that he and Hallie were more on each other’s levels. Still, she picked Jake, and Rohan was happy to shrug that off.

Until it turned out that Hallie wasn’t even that interested in Jake. She declared it a friendship couple that same night, crushing Jake without meaning to … and Rohan got caught in the crossfire. If she picked Jake and it was just friendship, then where did that leave her feelings for him?

Normally, it wouldn’t bother him, and at first he tried not to let it, but Hallie was like the sun; she gave him life, and made the days brighter, and she was the hottest thing he’d ever seen. He couldn’t help gravitating towards her, and the more he basked in her rays of fire, the more he dreaded the cold moments where she wasn’t near.

He looked forward to the mornings knowing that the sun would rise, and dreaded tucking himself between chilled sheets at night, settling in for a dark night without her.

Hallie allowed herself to be taken away by Jake, the pair of them heading back to the bedroom. Rohan followed quietly behind, having gone with Hallie to investigate in the first place. He’d barely had a chance to take in Levi and Cherry before Jake had appeared like a knight who knew all the right things to say.

His stomach was in knots all the way down to the bedroom. The citrusy scent of her shower gel whisked behind her as he followed in her footsteps. Did she know she was creating a pathway of heaven behind her? She had the life of an orchard; the fragrance, the vitality, the lusciousness of something taken care of to perfection.

“What if Levi tries to come to bed?” Hallie asked, a frustrated whimper that couldn’t quite hide that it was a possibility she was scared of.

“I’ll go speak to him,” Jake said, “Make sure he knows that he’ll need to sleep on the daybeds tonight or he’ll get kicked out of bed.”

“Thanks, Jake.”

Jake hunched back out the room, looking twice his usual size now that he had a bone to pick. Rohan didn’t fancy being in Levi’s shoes and having the gentle giant all up in his face, but as he was left alone with Hallie and the flutter of butterflies in his stomach, he realised he had his own battle to cower from.

Hallie stood with her face in her hands, taking a moment to gather herself together. There had been no mistaking that she had been vying for Levi from day one, and then she finally had him … and he immediately showed his true colours, lit up neon, harsh and blaring, so bright Hallie couldn’t look directly at it, but so bold there was nothing else to see, so she had no choice but to look, and see, and take it all in.

Rohan put his hand on her back. “I’m sorry, Hal. You didn’t deserve that.”

One touch, his hand on her, fingers at her shoulder blade, and in an instance, she was all over him; her arms around him and his around her; her face buried in his neck as he buried his face in the sweet mandarin scent of her thick hair; the warmth of the sun engulfing him whole, like biting into the juiciest apple he’d ever taste. He never wanted it to end.

It felt like forever that they held one another, but all too soon, Hallie pulled back. “I can’t sleep now. I’m so tired, but - ugh.” Her hands were back over her eyes. Hiding tears? Just easing the heavy sting of sleep that won’t come? “I need to go outside and cool off.”

“I’ll come with,” Rohan said, already stepping behind her, and as the last word fell, he was at her side. Hallie had waited for him, and the moment he came up, she was leaning against him, walking with him as support, never knowing how hard it was making his heart thump.

He’d been less nervous facing the trapeze.

After stopping off for a glass of water, Hallie led Rohan to the sofas at the back of the garden. She sat down with her legs crossed on the bench. She had Rohan’s hand, but he wasn’t sure if she was even aware of it. He felt sweaty where she touched him, but he didn’t want to let go in case this was the last time he ever held her.

Staring out at the vast night sky, the blinkering lights of some far houses in the middle of nowhere like they were, Hallie looked, above all, defeated.

“Thank you for coming out, but you don’t need to stay,” she said, finally blinking herself back to the present, tearing herself away from the night-blackened countryside. Rohan had been lost in her as she had been lost in the landscape, unable to look away until he had to.

He shook his head. “I’ll stay as long as you need me to. I don’t want to leave you out here on your own.”

She managed an inch of smile, but her face softened, her wet eyes lingering on him. “Don’t be sweet to me or I’ll be forced to reckon that not all men are garbage.”

With a snort, he said, “By all means, I can say that I’m here on ulterior motives or something…”

She let out a bark of a laugh that immediately had him grinning. “Oh, please! That’s just what I would need! To do to Erikah what just happened to me…”

And like that, they were washed of their small semblance of fun, the glimmer of good feeling retracting as reality was forced upon them once more.

“I wouldn’t do that to you,” he said, tone as serious as he could make it without losing any softness. “I know you and Erikah are tight. I … I wouldn’t want to be the one to make things awkward for you.”

“Yeah …” she huffed, rolling her eyes, and leant onto him again, her head dangerously close to his heart. He tried to calm himself, but that only made it thump harder. “Erikah’s been my closest friend in here, and I’m not the type of girl to fall out with my friends over boys. No offence.”

“None taken,” he said, smiling despite the way she was politely telling him that it would never happen between them. “It’s not like you’d ever be interested in me anyway, not when you can have your choice of the Villa.”

Another scoff came from her, and she sat up again. “Well, that’s just not true.”

He couldn’t stop grinning. There was no way after all this time that she couldn’t see it as the truth. “Hallie, don’t kid. Everyone here knows it. You could have whoever you wanted.”

The look she gave him was like she couldn’t shut her mouth, but she was still too stunned to speak. Slowly, assuredly, she shook her head. “Rohan … I can’t have whoever I want in here. I told you already … I would never let a boy get between me and my friends. I’m not that type of girl. I never have been.”

Now he felt like the one too stunned to talk. He couldn’t even blink, he sat there so motionless, the waves of what she’d said hitting him too hard for him to be anything other than numb.

His words tumbled out quietly, so awkwardly self-conscious, like he couldn’t believe it, like he thought he’d gotten it wrong. “What do you mean?”

Hallie took a deep breath, never breaking eye contact with him. “I wanted you the moment you came in. You were cute, you were funny, you were easy to talk to … but you were also the first guy in here that Erikah really liked.” Her shoulders sagged, and she sounded mournful, though not bitter, as she added, “She made it clear that she liked you and that she’d consider it crossing a boundary if I ever went there with you.”

If he had felt stunned before, it was nothing compared to now.

“And Erikah pointed out how I could easily have any of the other guys, but after tonight … she was for sure wrong,” Hallie sighed. “I should have listened to my gut and stopped grafting on Levi ages ago.”

Rohan didn’t know what else to say, so he asked, “Why didn’t you?”

After a blink, Hallie turned from him, and he got the feeling that whatever she was about to say was something she couldn’t confess while looking him in the eye.

“Because … I didn’t know what else to do,” she said. “It just made sense that after everything, I should keep doing what I was doing, but I wish … I wish I didn’t have to.”

He didn’t know what it was that possessed him to do so, but he reached out, and he took her hand in his. “Hallie … I … God, I wish something was said sooner. You know I like you, right? That if it had been us guys choosing, I would have picked you. Every time. No hesitation and no regrets. Every. Time.”

Their brown eyes were locked on one another’s, and it was like the whole world melted away. It was him, and it was Hallie, and nothing else mattered. How could it?

The space between them was closing in, growing smaller, shrinking inch by inch.

“I know,” she said, voice shaky, her eyes on his nearing lips, “and that makes it so much harder. I’ve tried ignoring this, but …”

“I can’t stop either,” he told her. “I’ve tried to be happy without you, Hallie, but I don’t think I can do it anymore.”

They stopped. He brushed her hair behind her ear, their foreheads pressed against one another.

“If I could do it all over again, I…” Hallie’s voice continued to shake.

“Hallie, I’ll be yours,” he said. “If you want. I’ll be yours. You’re who I want … you have no idea what you do to me, how you make me feel. I’ve never felt this for anyone before. If you’d have me, I’m yours.”

Her eyes were glistening with tears again.

“I can’t do that to Erikah,” she said, a hardness forced into her voice. “I - I’m sorry, Rohan, I have to go before I do something stupid. I -” She stood, racing onto her feet, but before she could disappear into the night, she turned and stopped to face him. “I’m sorry, and thank you, but - I can’t do this. Not right now.”

Never had he felt as hollow as he did right then. The world felt like it had been finally spinning his way, only to grind to a halt so suddenly that he was scared he’d fall off and never stop.

Hallie was gone, her footsteps long since stopped creaking across the decking, but the smell of the citrus was left behind, the only thing left to prove that he had ever lived in the sun. Even for just a second.

The months came and went. The sun disappeared for longer and longer at a time, and he faced the cold Winter alone. The one shining spot was the reunion coming up.

Nerves came back in full force after not feeling them since he’d been in the Villa back in summer. Rohan steeled himself, noting how ridiculous it was for him to still be so hung up after all this time, when he’d had nothing but rejection.

Though nothing could erase hearing that she liked him back. That she wanted him, too. Erikah had taken herself out of the picture the moment a new boy arrived, but her claws were in him enough that Rohan still did not stand a chance. For girls like Hallie, mates ‘exes’ were still out of bounds. Even when it looked like Erikah had something to do with Levi locking his lips with Cherry, Hallie remained above it, showing she was so much more than Erikah’s pettiness and that she didn’t need to resort to making the other girl even more jealous to win.

Hallie was just everything, and Rohan was glad to have been in her orbit even if for only a moment. He could hardly believe he was circling back around already.

When he entered the house Jen and Tim had rented out for the party, Hallie wasn’t there yet. The Christmas tunes blared, and Tim handed out Jen’s Christmas cocktails faster than Rohan could drink them; the fire roared, chestnut-less, and the ex-Islanders caught up with one another over it.

Then she arrived.

In a Christmas jumper that would have looked awful on anyone else, she made it amazing. She came in carrying a sack of presents like Santa Claus, and amongst the mix of ‘ho-ho-ho’s as she handed them out, Rohan couldn’t keep his eyes off of her.

Was she more beautiful? Glowing? Happier now that the drama of the Villa was over? Whatever it was, it radiated to him, making him feel fuzzy from the inside out. Every time she smiled at anyone, he could see her joy spreading to them, infecting them the easiest and simplest way there was. Just by being unapologetically happy.

As the sack emptied, and the last presents were given out, Hallie went to hand it over to him, but hesitated.

“Hey, do you mind if we go somewhere private?” She asked, not letting the gift go once he had a hold of it.

He blinked about a hundred times before realising she was waiting for his answer. “Sure, Hals. Uh, let’s go.”

So they wandered, through the house with its tinkling lights everywhere, under archways adorned with tinsel, going room after room as different smells of Christmas blended through the corridors, until finally they were far enough away that Mariah Carey could be mistaken for Michael Buble.

“Open your present,” Hallie told him, her smile lightening up the dark room.

Rohan was quiet as he unwrapped, unable to stop the grin from climbing into the corners of his mouth as he slowly took his time. The box was small, wrapped beautifully. So much so that he felt bad about unboxing it.

Then he opened it up.

Inside were two tickets. A trip to Mallorca for two weeks in early January.

“It might be Winter, but I want a do-over of my Summer of Love,” she grinned. “So, Rohan, how about it? Want to see if this time, you and I have a better chance of making it?”

His heart stopped but was hammering away at the same time. Without thinking about it for a second longer, Rohan did what he had wanted to do the moment he saw her on his TV screen. He kissed her.

She was warm, the taste of citrus as present as ever, like he was biting into the juiciest fruit, never realising he had been dying of thirst. He didn’t want it to end, but he had to let it so that they could begin something entirely new altogether.

His hands on her face, gazing into her honey eyes, he said, “That’s a yes, Hallie. That’s the biggest yes ever.”

“In that case…”

She kissed him again, and he made the most of it, never remembering how it ended, but always remembering how they began.

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{Nom Nom} Punz x Reader

summary: you checked in on Punz’s stream and got jealous that he was feeding chat his food and not you

pronouns: not mentioned

word count: 912

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You sat in your room vibing out. Your boyfriend, Punz, started streaming not too long ago. At most forty-five minutes ago he started. This was actually a good part of your day. A lot of people would see their boyfriend leaving for a couple hours to work as a bad thing, but not you.

You knew that Punz loved to stream and honestly, you were always home with him and did everything together. You two are literally inseparable. So when you guys get your space, it’s lowkey nice. It’s your regrouping time, but you still missed him.

You felt the bed shake a little bit. You looked up and noticed the footsteps from the hallway, “Babe?” You called. You knew that was stupid. It was either Punz or your murder, and your murder isn't gonna respond to “Babe”. 

“I’m just grabbing some water and snacks!” He responded from a distance. 

Good for him. Listening to chat and taking care of himself. You heard him grab some chips and then open the fridge to grab a water bottle. You ignored him for a couple more minutes, but you realized he never told what he was steaming today.

Normally, he would say something like ‘I’m gonna go stream some Valorant brb’ and that was the end of it. It threw you off that he didn't know. You decided to switch tabs on your laptop and check in.

“You guys want some chips?” Punz asked his stream. “Alright, just a bite.” He held his chip to the camera for a couple seconds, then placed it off to the side, “Maybe if you guys are good you can get another chip.”

“What...” You closed the tab and sat in sad silence. You weren't jealous, just sad. Now you felt like you missed him even more. You finally got the courage to get up and interrupt his stream. He was just chilling out on the SMP so it shouldn't be too big of a deal. 

You swung his door open, with a little more force than you wanted to. It hit the wall and swung back at you. That caught Punz’s attention and he spun around in his chair. 

“y/n, is ev-”

You cut him off, “You don’t offer me food!”

“What are you talking about?” He asked, inviting you into the room.

You refused to move and crossed your arms, “You give chat food and not me! That’s not fair. I would like to be fed to you know.”

Punz laughed, “You’re joking, right?” You shook your head, “You are not jealous of chat pretending to eat food.”

“Well...” You started. “It would be nice if you offered.”

Punz pushed out his chair and patted his lap, “Come here then. I have a few more chips left if you would like them.”

You nodded and shuffled over to him. You sat on one of his thighs and rested one foot on the ground to support you. Punz also helped out a little bit by putting his arm around your back.

“You’re so cute,” He booped your nose. “You should come stream with me more often.”

“I’m not here to stream with you,” You reminded him. “I would like some chips because chat needs to remember that you’re mine,” You booped his nose back, making him smile up at you. 

“They’re right in front of you,” He pointed out, rubbing your elbow. 

You shook your head, “No. You feed chat so I want to be fed. It’s only fair. They shouldn't get more privileges than I do.”

Punz rolled his eyes, “I am not feeding you on stream right now.”

You set your other leg down and started to push off the chair, “Then I have no reason to be here.”

“Wait no!” Punz grabbed your hand and pulled you back onto his lap. “Stay here with me.”

“Feed me,” You demanded. 

“Fine...” He grumbled out and grabbed the bag of chips. “Open up.”

You smiled and stuck your tongue out at him. He slowly got closer to you to put the chip in your mouth, but you made the mistake of looking him in the eyes. The second you locked eyes with him, you both started laughing.

“Don’t look at me like that!” He laughed. “You look like some dog!”

You tapped his shoulder, “Don’t call me a dog.”

“You’re begging for food right now!” He argued. 

You sighed out, “Just put the damn chip in my mouth.” You opened your mouth again and Punz quickly tossed the chip in before you two started laughing again.

“Yay!” You cheered. “Thank you baby.”

“You’re welcome,” He replied, leaning in to kiss your cheek.

“See this chat?” You held your hand to his cheek, keeping him in place. “He’s mine, not yours.”

“You are too jealous!” Punz mumbled into your cheek.

“Pffft,” You let go of him. “Not even. Fake news.” “Yea right!” He replied. 

You patted his chest, ‘I’m gonna go back to our room.”

You felt Punz gently squeeze your arm, “Stayyyy. If you leave, chat will get more chips and you won't get any.”

You rolled your eyes and stood up, “That’s blackmail.”

“Where are you going!” He reached out to you and made grabby hands.

“Calm down Punzie,” You assured him. “I’m just gonna get into a more comfortable position.” You slid your legs through the arms of the chair and wrapped your arms around his neck, “Better?”

He nodded, “Better.”

“Chip me.”

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[strawberrystrangers]

Little, Teeny Crush | sebastian stan

Synopsis: Chris and Sam hook you and Sebastian up on Chris’ birthday night out, knowing you like him.

A/N: This is really rough for my first piece lol but hope you enjoy anyway. Requests are open for Sebastian Stan/Chris Evans/Tom Holland related topics. I have a few of my own story ideas I’m putting out, so if you do request bear with me.

“I honestly hope he doesn’t come,” you say, twirling the straw in your drink as a hopeful distraction. You focus on the ice cubes that circle the glass, feeling your chest pulsating at the same pace. It was June and that meant, really, only one thing: Chris demanding a night out for his birthday. You and Anthony had already planned the night, intending it as a surprise, but Chris ended up finding out and wanted to stay updated. So, now, the three of you were sat in The Wooden Crown Arms—because Chris always had an interest in British pubs—in a booth in the corner, waiting for Sebastian to arrive… Well, they were waiting, you were dreading.

     “Why?” Anthony asks, sitting opposite you and laughing. “He’s just late, what’s he ever done to you?”

     An already tipsy Chris giggles. “She has a little crush on him,” he points at you and then boops your nose. “A little, teeny crush.”

     You roll your eyes and try to suppress a laugh. “I’m gonna need a lot more to drink if I’m gonna catch up with you, Evans.”

     “A crush?” Anthony leans closer to you from across the table excitedly. “Really?”

     Before you can reply, you watch Sebastian walk through the entrance on the other end of the room. “Shut up,” you say. “He’s coming over.”

     Chris turns around but Sebastian still hasn’t seen you guys. “Oh, you mean Sebastian Stan?” He says loudly, almost falling off the seat. Anthony manages to pull him back before he completely hits the ground. 

     That’s when Sebastian sees you.

     He only looks at you first and it’s like the two of you are having some film-like slow-motion moment. But then Chris’ loud voice breaks it, and he engulfs Sebastian in a hug. You feel Sebastian still looking at you but you try and keep your focus on Anthony, too worried that you’ll blush if you look long enough. 

     “Sorry, I’m late,” he says, sitting down next to you. His thigh brushes yours and you gulp, but he seemingly ignores it, greeting Anthony across the table. “Traffic was a bitch.”

     “I think Y/N wants you to say that last part again,” Chris giggles. You widen your eyes at him and grit your teeth. Fuck.

     “Why?” Sebastian is looking right at you, obviously waiting for an answer but you can’t meet his eyes—and you see Chris staring, evidently manifesting you to look at each other.

     Still looking at Chris, you say, “My hearing is really bad in this place. I just didn’t catch it.”

     “Right,” Seb laughs in confusion. “I guess I’m gonna need a lot to drink if I’m gonna catch up with you, Chris.”

     Anthony and Chris turned to you, eyes wide at Sebastian’s similar line to yours earlier.

     “It’s a common phrase, guys,” you sigh.

     “A what?” Sebastian laughs confused again.

     “Common phrase.”

     “A common phrase?”

     “We said the same thing,” you explain. “They think it means something. I think it means Chris is too drunk already.”

     “I’m perfectly fine, Y/N! Look, it’s like this… when you have a time and you have a moment, it’s going to be pretty interesting.”

     “Chris, what the fuck are you saying?” You laugh.

     Sebastian laughs. “I’m gonna go get a drink. Anyone want another?” He looks at Anthony, who shows his full bottle, and then to Chris, and Anthony shakes his head. Then he finally looks at you, and you finally look back at him which causes your stomach to feel like a whole circus.

     “Southern Comfort and lemonade.” You smile.

     He nods and heads towards the bar. As soon as he’s out of sight, you lean across the table. “I should smack you both, what are you doing!”

     “Did you just say you’ll smack us?” Chris giggles.

     Anthony ignores Chris and says, “Trying to hook you up.”

     “You don’t even know if he’s attracted to me. Can you not put me out there when I haven’t done it myself? I can’t handle rejection. Especially not from someone as hot as Sebast—“

     “Here you go.” Sebastian sings, sliding your drink towards you. “Got you a straw too, saw you had one in your last drink.”

     In unison, Chris and Anthony shout, “Gentleman!”

     “This is so weird,” Sebastian laughs. “I love it.”

***

Chris and Sebastian are deep in conversation while you and Anthony scan the food menu for snacks. Sebastian stretches his arm across the back of the booth seat behind you—his focus still on Chris. Anthony’s eyes widen at you, face not really containing his excitement. You mouth to him to “chill out”. 

     “I need the bathroom!” Anthony bursts out abruptly. Everyone looks at him. “Yeah, I need the bathroom. Move Chris…”

     After a short moment, Chris’ phone dings and he looks at it. Then he quickly looks up, grinning at both you and Sebastian. You give Chris a look of, don’t you fucking dare leave me alone with him. But his grin only grows larger.

     “I have to go to the bathroom.”

     You sigh, “did Anthony just text—“

     “I just have to go to the bathroom. I can’t hold it any longer, I guess.” 

     And then he’s gone… leaving you and Sebastian left alone. With his arm still behind your head, he taps the seat with his fingers and you feel your heartbeat get faster. You’re getting nervous—or rather more nervous than before. You can hear his fingers on the leather so close by your ear.

     “Y/N?” He says, and you snap out of your daze. “Were you not listening?” He laughs, a smile wide on his face.

     “I don’t think I was, I’m sorry. Say that again.”

     “I was asking if you were having a good time.”

     “I’m having a great time.” You’re still facing frontwards but you notice and feel Sebastian turn his body towards you. “What about you?” You give a quick glance and then sip your drink again.

     “I’m having a good time…” he’s chuckling to himself. You can hear the leather squeaking as he’s shaking his leg. “I’m having a really good time, yeah.”

     “Seems Chris is too,” you joke.

     “Yeah,” he says. “Chris is definitely going for it tonight.”

     “Yeah…”

     “Why were they shouting my name when I first arrived?”

     You gulp and hope he didn’t hear it. “They must have seen you come in.”

     “They were facing you,” he says with a smile still on his face. “You were the one to see me. I saw you look at me and look away.” You drink faster through the straw. “Did you say something about me?” He laughs. 

     You choke as you swallow your drink, coughing and catching the attention of the other people in the bar. He rubs your back and puts a hand on your arm. “Oh my god, that was embarrassing.”

     “Are you okay?” When he asks this, you turn to him. Properly looking at him now and you wonder if you can trust yourself. While looking at him, you notice one of his collar sides is sticking up. You unfold it and caress it down so it’s in its right place.

     “Sorry,” you say overly apologetic. You completely forgot where you were for a moment. “It was bugging me. One side up. One side down.”

     He just stays smiling and shakes his head. “No problem, I liked it… I mean, I appreciated it. Appreciated it, yeah.”

     He’s looking at you in the eyes and you don’t think you’ve ever met someone who makes such great eye contact like him. It’s making you nervous again. His eyes flicker from your eyes to your lips then back to your eyes, licking his lips every now and then.

     Then you move your hands down to the hem of his top, twisting it around your fingertip to ease your nerves. “Is this okay?” You ask and he nods.

     He moves his free hand—with his other still in the back of the booth seat behind you—onto your thigh, his thumb gently caressing the inside of it. “Is this okay?” He asks and you nod. You feel your insides becoming giddy, goosebumps forming across your skin.

     Just as you think Sebastian is leaning in, Anthony approaches the table and you retract your hand from his shirt but his hand stays still on your thigh.

     “I’m gonna give Chris a ride home,” he says. “He’s gone a little bit overboard. You two good, here?”

     You nod. “Yeah, I’ll grab a cab home.”

     “We can share and split the cost,” Sebastian says. “Then we know you get home safe.”

***

The cab finally pulls up outside your apartment building, and you hesitate for a moment. The rain is pattering on the car windows and with your light alcoholic buzz, everything feels so calm and soothing.

     “You okay?” He asks.

     You want to ask him up, but you don’t want to feel rejected. Maybe you were imagining the moment in the bar?

     “I’d like that,” he says.

     You’re brought out of your thoughts, “Huh?”

     “Coming up to your apartment,” he laughs.

     “Did I say that out loud?”

     He nods, laughing. “Did you not mean to?”

     The cab driver sighs. “Look, man, this is cute and all but I’m running gas, here. Are you getting out or not?”

     Sebastian looks at you to make sure you want him to come up. You nod at him knowingly. He lets you out of the cab first before he paying the driver. When he exits, he puts a hand to the small of your back. You’re both quiet when you walk through the lobby and into the elevator—maybe it’s tension or maybe it’s just awkwardness. You’re not quite sure.

     “Which number?” He asks.

     “Oh, yeah, sorry,” you laugh. “It’s the third floor.”

     He presses the button for number 3 and stands close by your side, his hand still on the small of your back. The doors open on your floor and you walk down the hall to your apartment, Sebastian now trailing behind you instead of beside you. You put the key in the lock and turn it, open the door.

     “You’re not some secret serial killer, are you?” You ask. “Only you’re trailing behind me…”

     “I figured I’d give you some space in case you felt like you wanted to slam the door in my face and not let me in.” He says this as he’s walking through the hallway of your apartment. When he sees your couch he asks if he can sit on it and you nod.

     “Water or coffee?” You call to him from the kitchen.

     “Coffee, please, Y/N.”

     You walk into the room holding a glass of water for yourself and a coffee for Sebastian. You sit opposite him on the couch. “Tonight was fun,” you say.

     “Very fun,” he agrees, sipping from the mug. Then there’s a moment of silence. “Did you like my hand on your thigh?”

     “Did I?” You stutter nervously, taken aback by the question.

     “I should really stop making you choke, shouldn’t I?” He chuckles. “So, did you? Like my hand on your thigh?”

     “That’s a sexy way of asking for consent,” you giggle. “But I did, yeah.”

     He looks at you deeply again, and you’re getting nervous again. “Would you like it…” he moves closer to you, and you do the same.

     “I would,” you whisper.

     He places the mug on the table and rests his hand on your thigh like earlier. His thumb gently caressing the inside of it.

***

Sebastian’s hand was cold when it slid up your body to rest his hand by your collar bone, his palm flat feeling your heartbeat get faster and faster, and his wrist resting between your boobs. His other hand slipped into your underwear, finger sliding down your slit.

     “You’re soaking,” he whispered in your ear, his breath warm. A jarring difference from his cold hands. “Have you been like this all night?”

     You tilt your head back onto his shoulder. And he loves the sight, you in pleasure heaven, your neck on show for him, your body quivering back into his. “Have you been like this all night?”

     “Y-yes,” you manage to make out. “Oh, daddy, yes. All night.”

     “Good thing I came up to you, then?” He asks. “Are you glad I came up to you?” He emphasises the word “came” and he feels you clench against his finger.

     “Not yet, baby, you don’t get me inside of you yet. Just be patient, baby.”