#plus of the two of them who's gonna go for a reunion hug when it's revealed the shot wasn't fatal after all?

[iguessyouregonnamissthepantyraid]

tiny seed of a fic idea: the ghoul and lucy make it to vegas after 2+ weeks of Team Bonding Through The Power Of Life Threatening Road Trips, by now lucy has basically solemnly vowed to help him find his family, and then in homage to the new vegas game, cooper IMMEDIATELY gets shot in the head and dies the minute they enter vegas. he's fine, he'll be fine, he's gonna get patched up by some random good samaritan doctor and come back swinging for incredibly violent revenge. but lucy does not know this. bonus points if it's her shithead dad that shot him

[latenightdaydreams]

Hi hi! Hope you don't mind that I have another request eheh... 🥲 I'd like to request smut with some build up before it, if you don't mind of course ^^; I've just been recently obsessed over those tropes of s/o(s) being apart for too long. And then thought of a reader who happens to be an intelligence officer working for KorTac. She and König aren't together yet per sé, more like have fallen for each other but never got to voice it out. Now, reader is chosen to carry out espionage against their enemy. However, it lasts for a year or two. Which is risky af. Anyway, those feelings they had for each other never left and they only grew within time. Plus they really miss each other hjshjs- And then when she finally comes back, cue the reunion. Cue the confession. Andddd cue whatever happens after that. Sorry if my request is more lengthier than before 😭 feel free to decline

So uh yes. That's basically it. Stay safe and take care of yourself 🫶 just gonna drop this gigantic special delivery package to this wonderful writer over here (you ofc) of... Oo what's this— BOOM. LOVE ✨💓💞💕💖✨

OMG this is such a sweet idea🥹 Never feel bad sending in a request! I love reading them and I love the challenge of bringing your idea to life! Thank you for all of the love you send my way, it is very appreciated and it makes my day to see your messages and comments! I hope you have a fantastic day and enjoy the story!

Reunion (fem)

MDNI🔞

Master List

>cw: fem/afab, p in v, oral

2.3k word count

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You stand in your room packing your suitcase as König sat at your desk chair. His eyes slowly going up and down your body, taking in how beautiful you look doing something so mundane. His mind flushed with thoughts of you, your mission, and his feelings. He has so much to say, but now isn’t the right time.

“Are you nervous Maus?” König bounces his foot nervously.

“I- no.” You lie. “It will be easy.”

“You’re definitely the best person for the job.”

You turn and smile at him. You want to say how much you’re going to miss him while you’re away. You’re aware that this mission will be long, maybe a year. It hurts your heart to think he might meet someone new while you’re away. What if you come back and he has a whole new life? A lot can change in that amount of time. Your heart sinks, but you continue to fake a smile for him.

You turn and face him. König looks up to meet your gaze, his pale blue eyes look sad behind his mask. The mask hiding the frown on his lips. He stands and walks to you, wrapping his arms around you in a tight hug.

“I’m going to miss you Maus,” he whispers as he rests his head on top of yours.

“I’ll miss you too.” You wrap your arms around him and hug him back. “Don’t forget about me.” You say with a giggle in your voice to hide the pain in that statement.

Your giggle doesn’t work because König notices. His arms tightening around you, “I could never forget you, y/n.”

König has the overwhelming want to lean down and kiss your soft lips, but he can’t. You two are just friends. Military code forcing him to shove his feelings for you aside to not cause any issues. Yet, underneath his uniform, he is just a man in love; desperate for a chance to touch you in a more intimate way and express his love for you. He settles for friendly hugs and breathing in your scent instead.

He pulls away from the hug and looks down at you. Your beautiful eyes looking back at him. His heart pounds in his chest, he is already starting to miss you and it hurts.

“I’ll carry your bag to the garage for you.” He says closing your suitcase and picking it up.

“Thank you, Kö.”

The last time you two see each other you spend 20 minutes hugging, breathing each other in. Words hanging on the tips of both your tongues, yet no one brave enough to cross that line. Both of your hearts break as you know this could be your last time together. All you can do is hope that life brings you both back together.

The mission went on longer than expected. Two years and seven months, König has been counting the days; marking off the calendar waiting for the day you finally return. The only sign that you’re alive is the intel that KorTac occasionally gets from you, but it’s been three months since the last message. He is use to a life of solitude, but without you he feels a new level of loneliness.

He walks past your room every day before returning to his own. Your room remains vacant, everything left exactly how you left it. Every night he looks at a photo of you he has tucked under his pillow, gently kissing it hoping you’ll return to him soon.

It was another day of mundane tasks and paper work for König. He sat at his desk with your file pulled up on his screen, your photo attached. He marks off another day from the calendar, another day without you.  Not even intel from you.

Around 12pm, König sits with his mask off, eating his lunch he packed for himself. He wonders where you are and if you’re safe. What if you’ve been captured and murdered or worse, fallen in love and decided to run off with the enemy. Being alone with his own thoughts is torture.

Just then there is a knock at his door. He rolls his eyes and lets out a sigh. He was in the middle of eating. Putting his sandwich down, he picks up a napkin and cleans his mouth before pulling his mask down over his face. Again, a knock.

“Alright, come in.” König says as he straightens himself out. He minimizes your file that he has still pulled up on the computer screen.

The door opens and closes, he looks up to see…you.

König’s jaw drops and he just sits there staring at you for a while, as if he can’t believe that you’re real and standing in front of him. You look just as beautiful as you did the day you left. Nothing has changed other than your hair being longer now, and it suits you.

You stand there quietly waiting for him to say something, do something. He just sits there looking at you in complete shock.

“Hey Kö,” you break the silence as you take a few steps closer.

Hearing the nickname, Kö, makes his heart flutter; only you and his mother have ever called him that. You’re really here. He isn’t hallucinating. It’s you. Quickly he stands to his feet and walks towards you, pulling you into a tight embrace. He takes a deep breath, breathing you in. He’s missed your scent so much these last few years, he had forgotten what you even smelled like. Forgotten just how perfect your warmth feels against his body.

Your arms quickly wrap around him, you’ve been dreaming of this moment for so long. Being away from König was harder than you thought it would be. Especially for almost three years, you weren’t sure if you’d be returning to the same man. Yet here he was. Your König. He waited for you.

König pulls away from the hug and moves his hands to grasp you face and turn your face so you can look into his eyes. His eyes glossy, tears threatening to fall. He doesn’t speak as he just looks at your face, taking in your beauty. He hasn’t seen you in the flesh for so long, it’s like he is seeing you again for the first time. His beautiful love.

Without thinking, König pulls his mask off; revealing his face to you for the first time ever. He leans down and gently presses his lips against yours; slowly out of fear of rejection, yet once your lips touch, you don’t pull back or turn away. You kiss back with even more passion, making König melt inside.  He grips your face a little tighter as he begins to kiss you harder, matching your passion.

Breaking away, he rests his head on yours, tears now falling down both of your faces.

“I was scared I would never see you again.” His voice breaks as he speaks to you.

“I know,” your breathing shutters.

He pulls away slightly as you look up at his face. You take in all of his features that have been hidden all these years of friendship. He’s…beautiful. You’ve thought of what he might be hiding all this time, it’s just scars. They only add to how attractive you see him.

“Kö, I’m in love with you.” The words flow out of your mouth as if it’s word vomit.

Your heart begins to pick up and you swallow hard, waiting for his response. Your hand reaching out to wipe tears away from his eyes as they fall.

“I’m in love with you too, y/n. I always have been.” His voice cracks.

He leans down and his lips meet yours again, his tongue licking your lips as they part to accept him. He lets out a soft moan as he tastes you for the first time. He’s wanted this for a long time, since the day you stayed behind with him after a failed mission. That was the day he fell in love with you.

His hands drop down to your waist as he begins to push up the hem of your shirt, his warm hands caressing your soft skin. You don’t stop him; your body has always craved him. You’re his now, in this moment, and forever. Slowly pulling away from your lips, his eyes drop down your body.

“Is this okay?” He seeks you consent before continuing. His hands continue to caress your waist, moving up slowly.

You nod your head, closing your eyes as his lips come back to meet yours. You continue to make out as his hands move up your body. He begins to pull you shirt up, breaking the kiss to take your shirt fully off. He looks down at your breasts cupped in your bra. He brings you closer to him as he can wrap his arms around you and unhook your bra. You let the bra drop from your body.

König quickly drops to his knees, his lips finding your breasts and kissing all over, his lips grazing over your nipples giving you chills. His hands fumble with the button of your pants as he undoes it. Pulling down your zipper, he looks up at you. His hands wrap around the top of your pants and pull them down with your underwear.

His eyes look at the soft bush between your legs before he kisses your stomach and hips. You lean back against the wall and he lifts one of your legs over his shoulder. Slowly he kisses down your thigh that’s resting on him. He finally begins to kiss the soft hair covering your sacred area. He takes a deep breath, taking in your scent completely. He has always wanted to be graced with the privilege of giving you pleasure, and here he is finally.

He sticks his tongue out and licks from the bottom to the top, his tongue making small circles over your clit. He can’t believe just how sweet you taste. The small moans leaving your lips mixed with the smell of your arousal making his cock rock hard in his cargos. He begins to suck lightly on your clit, flicking his tongue over it as he does. Your legs begin to tremble and jerk.

You look down at him as he eats you out, your fingers gently combing through his blonde hair. You could have never imagined that he would be this good as he begins to focus in on your clit. Legs shaking you moan out, calling his name. You feel a rush, a build up of pleasure.

Knowing that you’re about to cum, König keeps his rhythm. You push his face into your cunt, forcing him to only breathe in your sweet natural musk. His face covered in your arousal; he can’t take it anymore.

He moves your leg off of him gently as he stands up. He begins to quickly undo his belt and take his pants off. He pulls his shirt off, revealing his Greek god like body to you. You just look at him, in awe. The same way he looks at you.

You both stand there looking at each other’s bare bodies. König just can’t get enough of you. He walks closer to you and scoops you up in his arms. He walks to his desk chair with you. He sits slouched in the chair as you sit on his lap, your wet pussy rubbing against his erection. You lean in and kiss his lips as he moans softly feeling a tease of what your warmth will be like.

With no regard for safe sex, you lean forward, reaching down and grabbing his cock to guide it into your pussy. Once the tip squeezes in you both let out a harmonious moan. Your eyes studying his face as he is focused on watching you stretch around his cock.

Your hands on his shoulders for balance, you continue to sit down until König bottoms out inside of you. His hands squeezing the supple flesh of your thighs as he submits to you and lets you take control of your shared pleasure. Your tight cunt squeezing around him, breasts bouncing in his face as you move over him. His muscles flex as he assists you in your movements.

“Oh Scheiße, Maus. You feel so fucking good.” He moans out as his head falls back against the back of the chair; eyes closed. He has never felt this level of pleasure before with another partner. The sound of your wet cunt filling the space between your shared moans and panting.

“Kö,” you whimper out as your hands move to his chest, fingers digging deeply into his skin.

König opens his eyes and looks down at your cunt eagerly trying to milk him. A creamy white ring circling the base of his cock, and he can smell the sex in the air. He can’t hold on anymore. He wraps his arms around your abdomen and holds you close to him while he begins to quickly thrust up into you, his balls slapping against your ass. You begin to moan out loudly, definitely loud enough to be heard from the hallway, but he couldn’t care less.

“I-I’m going to- ah,” König couldn’t even speak as he begins to sweat from his rapid movements. His hands grasping your ass as he begins to roughly push you down on his cock. You can feel him throbbing deep inside of you as he cums. His cheeks turning slightly red from embracement of not lasting longer.

Your lips meet his with desperation as you both kiss. His hands still gripping you tightly as you rest on him, as if you might leave again if he lets go. Breaking the kiss you both look into each other’s eyes. One of his hands leaving your body and moving up to caress your face gently.

“Are you mine?” König sounding so submissive and gentle, a side no one ever sees of him.

“Of course.”

[midnightmah07]

fiiine if you say so, but I'm still gonna make you something!

Plus I said it'll probably make you cry! No guarantees it will!

Anyway, I wanted to ask you if you've ever thought about how Rigel is essentially doomed to be alone for his whole life*pushes away the OC made to be his gf*

Just think about it, Rigel age regresses and reverts back to acting like a child when in overwhelming situations, making me viewed as childish by peers and strangers. The only people that actually know why Rigel is this way are Idia, Ortho, and the other STYX workers(I don't think Perse would know what happened to his uncle, she'd just know that Rigel acts childish and doesn't ask why). He was a child when he lost his uncle in front of him and no one, except the Shroud boys, were the only people to comfort him, until they were gone, he lost his friend and had no one else to turn to, because his only source of comfort is now gone for good.

So he's now manipulated himself into thinking the death was his fault and that it's now his duty to carry on his legacy, even if he doesn't want to, even if it's not who he is. He's lost himself in trying to become the image of his uncle so as to pretend he's still with him and that he still has a family, because due to the neglect of his parents, he's forgotten what they even look like whilst they are trying to reignite the long dead relationship of parent and child.

However things changed when he and Perse became siblings, he finally had someone who'd be able to lift him up, allow him to be himself, and finally have a family member who'll stuck by his side and reciprocate his love

Everything is finally going right. Except for when it doesn't. Book six.

Ortho convinces Rigel to join him in resetting the world by promising the reunion of him and Charon, his uncle, or his father because the two are so similar in every way, they might as well be father and son

The plan fails of course, which deepens Rigel suppressed depression, true Perse yelled at him, but she still loves him, she wouldn't hug him if she didn't because no one who didn't love him hugged him

But when Perse eventually leaves and Idia and Ortho take over STYX, he's not going to have anyone left to stick with him, and with his and Perse's argument and the hurtful words said, did she actually love him or was it just pity for the hurting boy? Was everything fake and he was just being ignorant as she went along with it? Or was he just being delusional into thinking that he could actually have someone who loves him so much where he could be called their family? That's up for debate

But the blot that has compiled ever since he was six certainly knows the answer, or so it thinks. It just wishes to feed and give him the reunion he's always wanted.

Maybe he is the splitting image of his uncle with the repressed depression and the love of boat rides on the river

I'll have you know that I'm definitely going to make some sort of drawing of Rigel's pov of Perse during his overblot *bats eyes cutely*

Literally why are you guys so mean to your OCs... Like let them be happy people oh my Gosh y'all are messed up😭

Also wait as I read this I'm unsure if I made Perse's roles with the Shrouds clear, Perse is basically another worker at STYX! Her family has served the Shrouds for generations and she's basically stuck to Idia and Ortho's side ever since she was a child! Plus not only that but when she's older she ends up marrying Idia (which yes basically breaks the Achillea-Shroud relationship but like... She's "stuck" with him now but willingly) and this basically solidifies that she's not leaving his side lol

Granted, she does travel for work a good amount of time, so maybe in those instances Rigel could've felt alone? But other than that she doesn't really have a reason to leave STYX/the Island of Woe and by consequence Rigel's side

[funnywiccanwritingcorner]

Le Joyau le plus precieux

A Lucky Luke Modern!AU fanfiction

Chapter XIII - Suspects

Without a beard, Jolly revealed noticeable freckles on his cheekbones, which on his white skin due to the lack of sunlight were an eye-catching café au lait colour. He had tied his hair into a ponytail, but they were still very shaggy. On the train back, Joe asked him: -What will you do now?- -Now that I'm free, I'll make up for lost time. At the hotel I made a little list!- -You're kidding me.- -No no, he really did it- smiled Lucky. -First, though, I want to see my little niece again... I wonder how much she's grown! And Cheyenne!- -They both missed you a lot too, little brother. This is gonna be a great family reunion.- - "Little brother"... I'm only a year and two months younger than you!- Laughing, Jolly allowed a glimpse of the small window between his upper incisors. -Now all we have to do is find out where Dorian Mason is and arrest him.- -You're thinking clearly, Detective.- -I'm doing my job by taking the real criminal out of circulation.- -Yeah. When I think his dad turned Luke into a thief... But am I wrong or did you say Joe was helping you out, bro? How long have you two known each other?- -I'm going to the toilet for a moment!- Lucky replied, leaving them alone in the compartment and ducking not far into the bathroom. -Curious...- murmured Jolly. -What?- -He looked embarrassed. Luke is never embarrassed.- He smiled, turning to Joe: -He must really like you!- Dalton blushed visibly. -And you like him, too, from what I can see!- -Well, I...- -No way! I can't believe it! My brother's got a crush! He laughed: "Hallelujah, he has not been with someone for years!- -Huh?- -Don't make that face, we all have our pasts; you too, I think.- -As do we all, of course, more or less...- -It never went very well for him. He always ended up heartbroken sooner or later. Dumped in the gutter.- -What? -That's absurd. Your brother has an irresistible charm, how can you leave someone like that?- -I've often wondered that myself, believe me.- He grinned: -So you find him irresistible. Good.-

Joe was saved by the recorded voice announcing the arrival at Paris Central Station. -Anyway, detective Dalton, Joe...- Jolly Jumper brushed a lock of blond hair away from his face: -Whatever reason prompted you to help Luke, I'm glad he found someone he can trust. I must warn you, though, that he has a bit of a naughty attitude, I don't know if you've noticed.- -A little bit.- -If he flirts with you though, he means it, even if he only seems to tease you.- -What??- -Already happened, I see.-

Amélie held her mother's hand; unable to stand still, the little girl shifted the weight of her body from one foot to the other. When Cheyenne had told her that Uncle Jolly was coming back, she had practically spun with happiness and excitement! The other three Daltons accompanied them, waiting for Joe.

The train reached the platform with its resounding whistle. Cheyenne shuddered with excitement as the doors opened and the first passengers began to disembark from the carriages. After a minute's throng, the welcoming committee saw Joe, Lucky and Jolly Jumper emerge from the crowd.

-Joe!!- Averell rushed towards his elder brother, taking him in his arms almost as if he wanted to crush him. -Imbecile, I can't breathe!!- Cheyenne let go of Amélie, who ran towards Jolly with a huge smile on her face: -Uncle!!! Uncle!!- He grabbed the girl on the fly, hugging her tightly and then feeling her cousin squeeze him as well. Lucky watched the scene from the sidelines, hands in his pockets, with a serene smile: at last they were all together again.

That afternoon, while Amélie was playing with a little friend she had met by chance at the playground, the little group gathered at a café table inside the same, and Jolly Jumper began to tell them: -In the beginning I wasn't the only hostage there, but after Mason senior's death his son decided to clean up his old man's affairs. Unfortunately Luke was too useful for Dorian, so I remained the last one.- -Wait; did you see him?- Jack interrupted him. -Yes. After taking Arthur's place, he came to review the prisoners. Some were released immediately, others during these last months. I was left alone. Not that there was much difference from before; we were practically isolated from each other.- -He released them?- Joe was surprised. -He said that even though they were useless by now, he didn't want to get his hands dirty, so he let them go. They were grown men and women, relatives of someone caught up in the organisation like we were...- He looked at Lucky: -I can't believe what he proposed you to do in exchange for my life.- -Brother, let's think no more about it.- -Yes, we do. We must organise to go and kick his ass!- -"We"? Hold on, hold on!- Cheyenne stepped in: -Lucky and Joe will take care of it, you'll stay home with me and Amélie!- -But...- -No "buts"; I know you want to help, just... you can't expose yourself yet.- -Cheyenne...- -She's right- affirmed Luke, -What if they were looking for you? You'd be safer in familiar surroundings.- -I'd still be a prisoner, wouldn't I? I hate not doing something.- -Maybe I have a solution.- Joe smirked: -We need someone to keep an eye on our friend at the Moulin Rouge when we're not there.-

An hour later it was to Ivor, again well restrained, that they brought Jolly Jumper. The latter looked at the bodyguard with a serious air: -Well well... An interesting exchange of roles.- The prisoner said something to him in Russian, sounding sarcastic and mean. And Lucky went and tugged him by the shoulder, ordering him something in his own language. -Well, folks, I guess we can take a short break now.- Joe rubbed his hands together, satisfied: -We have to go to work, I have a pile of paperwork behind.- -And that's a break for you?- -Yes, Cheyenne.- -You really are a workaholic; poor Betty is right!- The elder looked at Averell crookedly. -What? Doctor-patient confidentiality doesn't apply with me; I'm her fiancé!-

-Detective? Sir?- Gerard appeared at the door of Joe's office, holding a bunch of files in his arms. -What's going on?- Dalton was still signing documents to validate them, including reports and faxes to be sent later that day. -A young man has arrived who says he knows you. Nathaniel something.- -Ah! Yeah, let him through.-

Nat entered shortly afterwards, and closing the door behind him, he began with: -We have a problem.- -First of all, good morning. Second, what problem?- -They're looking for Ivor.- Joe frowned: -Are you sure?- -Yes. Lucky had given me his mobile phone to examine, and until today it had never rang. However...- He showed the detective a black smartphone: -It's Dorian Mason. I let the phone go to voicemail and.... this is the message.- He typed on the touch screen and started the recording; a male voice with an English accent began to speak: "Ivor, my friend, where are you? They made quite a mess at the prison; I need to hear from you to sort this out. Call me back." -Is there anything else?- -No.- -When was that?- -A couple of hours ago.- -Did you tell Lucky?- -Not yet.- -I'll call him, then. Take care of our cover.- -Roger.- Out came Nat, in came Betty, who asked: -Who was that boy?- -A snitch, helping me keep tabs on a school of dubious repute. What's up?- -I have five more permits for you to sign.- Joe huffed: -I've been signing paperwork all day, my wrist will sprain! Go ahead, I'll be done in a jiffy.- Without even looking at the names, he scribbled his signature on the papers. -Thank you detective!- smiled the psychologist, retrieving her own material and leaving the office. Looking at the papers again, however, she realised she had taken something that did not belong to her: a Moulin Rouge programme.

"Strange; what does Joe do with something like that?" She went back to return it to him, when she heard him talking on the phone: -Tell your brother I'll see him tonight, okay? And that the situation is under control. Wh- I don't care! Cut it out!- Betty didn't knock. Something was weird. -We'll catch up later. Can't talk now. Usual place, right?- Puzzled, she looked at the flyer still in her hand. What to do?

[ausbutlerhq]

a birthday celebration

Who: Vanessa Hudgens & Austin Butler @queenvh When: August 17th, 2023 Where: Austin's residence in Los Feliz Summary: Austin holds a get together for his 32nd birthday and his sister shows up and lectures him. Trigger Warning: one person writing as several, mature content & cancer/death mentions

Vanessa After the few days in Carmel things have been good for sure. No arguments,no blow ups which was reassuring. When she was invited to his birthday party or whatever it was supposed to be she debated on whether she should go or if it would be awkward if she was being honest but at the end she had decided to do. What could go wrong? She could be just another friend there for a birthday celebration. Driving through Los Feliz, her old area, well their old area felt…weird. She had lived several years there and knew most things around her. Admittedly Vanessa was a bit surprised he had chosen to buy a house there but she guessed the familiarity was also what drove him. She parked her car outside and walked out, gift bag in hand. She could tell peopole were already there and she had seen TJ's car so at least one person close to her would be there in case she needed to talk with someone or something. She took a breath before she rang the doorbell

Austin Not having Vanessa at his party would’ve simply felt out of place. So he was glad that she’d agreed to show up. Austin knew that Aaron Taylor Johnson and his girlfriend or wife would be attending and of course, Maya whom he’d already had one hell of a reunion with. The hugs, the laughter, the giddiness that best friends share that haven’t seen each other in months. So when Vanessa arrived he walked to the door and opened it before pulling her into a tight hug. The icing on the cake.

Vanessa When he opened the door she had no time to react before she was pulled into a hug. She pulled back and look at the people already there "Um hi" she said awkwardly "Happy birthday" she wished before handing him the gift bag "This is for you" she said

Austin Austin's turned around, realizing that some of the people were staring at them. "Thank you, you really didn't have to get me anything," he said. "Thank you, for coming. You're one of my closest friends," he said, glancing behind him.

Vanessa "Mhm" she said when he called her one of his closest friends "The one who told you you should play Elvis and all that" she joked. "And I don't go to people's birthdays empty handed, so" she said with a shrug

Austin "Well, you're very polite." He closed the door behind her. "Ashley should get here soon," he explained. "Tisdale, sorry did I forget to mention she's coming?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

Vanessa When he said her old best friend was coming she just nodded. Well this was gonna be awkward then. The two never had a fight really. They just drifted apart, their lives were different now. She was a mother and Vanessa wasn't. Plus Ashley was quite close with Austin so that also played a part in them drifting. It was inevitable "Oh" she said simply. Well maybe she could stay a bit and leave before things got too awkward or something

Austin "You'll be fine," he assured her, a gentle smile on his face. "Go talk to Maya, she knows," he whispered. Austin knew that it would only be a matter of time until Ashley Tisdale and her daughter arrived, possibly her husband too but he wasn't totally sure if Chris would make an appearance or not. It was okay though, he mostly cared about Ashley and her daughter and never seemed to be able to see them enough. "Drinks are on the table and snacks, if anybody needs anything just yell for me," Austin said to his few guests before disappearing into a bedroom.

Vanessa "What the fuck you mean she knows" she muttered back. She wasn't worried about Ashley. She just hated when things were awkward like she was sure they would be. She watched as he just… disappeared and shook her head, making her way to TJ instead after saying hello to the general vicinity. At least TJ was her friend whom she knew for years along with his husband Bobby

Austin Austin needed one more quick nicotine fix. He brushed his teeth once he'd finished, changed and made sure to spray cologne to make sure no one could pick up on the scent. He didn't care so much about his guests but he knew Ashley Tisdale didn't know and he didn't want her finding out. He heard the doorbell and went back to the door and opened it and much to his surprise saw his own sister instead of Ashley Tisdale, "Oh my God, what are you doing here?" he asked, enveloping his older sister into a hug, suddenly thankful that he'd taken the extra steps to hide his nasty little habit. "Oh, I have my ways. Should I be offended that you didn't invite me to your own birthday party?" she asked, giving him a look. She stepped inside and greeted everybody else politely before getting very excited at noticing Vanessa. "Come here, it's been way too long! I didn't expect to see you!" she said honestly and excitedly, holding her arms out to hug the woman that she'd thought of as a sister for so long.

Vanessa When he came back with different clothes she rolled her eyes, immediately understanding why he had disappeared. Ridiculous. Utterly ridiculous. TJ shot her a questioning look and she silently explained, her friend bursting out laughing. The minute she heard Ashley's voice her head snapped towards the door and she gasped. She hadn't seen her in a long while and she had missed her. It felt weird keeping in touch after the two of them broke up so she and his sister would exchange a message here and there on holidays or on birthdays etc. A far cry from when Vanessa was in her wedding as a bridesmaid for sure. But she did love Ashley for sure. She walked into the blonde's arms and hugged her tightly. "Oh my god I missed you" she said

Austin Ashley couldn't handle the reunion and had tears welling in her eyes. "I'm not going to cry, I promise, ahh, it's so nice to see you. How are you, darling?" Ashley asked, holding her close and swaying them a little. She pulled back and looked Vanessa over. "You look so good," she whispered. Austin figured they needed some time alone and stepped aside to talk with some of the other people.

Vanessa "No! Don't cry because then I'll cry!" she said. She didn't really care if people saw or what they thought. This was a friend. A true friend. Someone she was close with for almost ten years. Break ups sucked yeah but having to say goodbye to people you never meant to have out of your life also hurt and it was an unfortunate reality. "You look good too!" she gushed

Austin She gave her hand a tight squeeze and moved a bit to sit down with Vanessa, taking her in and asking her a million questions about everything. "I didn't expect to see you here," she repeated. "Oh, I'm so happy," she said again, pulling Vanessa back in for another hug. Austin smiled to himself as he overheard parts of their reunion and walked to the door once the doorbell rang again. "There you are!" he said after opening the door and instinctively scooped up the wild little two year old that stood in front of her mom and held her up high. She squealed in response and hugged him. "Hi, thanks for coming on such short notice," he said to Tisdale, pulling her in for a side hug since Jupiter was in the way a bit. "Of course, like I'd miss it! Chris couldn't make it but we did," she said with a genuine smile. Austin stepped aside, Jupiter still in his arms to let Tisdale walk inside the house. Her eyes flickered over everyone and she waved a polite hello, pleased to see Austin's sister before her eyes settled on Vanessa. "Look who it is," she said, a bit of a half-smile on her face.

Vanessa "Yeah… this was unexpected for me too" she said nodding as the two were catching up after all this time. She heard the doorbell ringing and she had a feeling who it was before the door even opened. And she was proven right. She took a deep breath. This used to be her best friend damn it and she hated things being amiss between them. So se put on a smile "Hi!" she greeted

Austin Seeing Vanessa's smile put her at ease a bit more. "It's nice to see you, I hope you're doing well," she said politely before turning back to Austin. "Are you good with Juju for a few? I'll go talk to Vanessa." Austin nodded and gave her thumbs up before bouncing the toddler on his hip as she told him some kind of story about a whale in her swimming pool. "Oh, really? Wow, was it a big whale?" he asked, walking to the kitchen to grab her some goldfish. "Excuse me," Ashley said and patted Vanessa's leg before standing up and following Austin into the kitchen. Tisdale took a seat beside Vanessa and smiled at her gently - a long-lost and distant kind of smile. It was kind of sad but kind of like coming home.

"Here, I know you like these. Your mommy told me that these are your favorite snacks right now." He set the little girl up on the kitchen counter, paying close attention to make sure she didn't fall. "If you want down, you tell me, okay? If you fall you could hurt yourself and you can't go swimming at home if you end up breaking a bone." He placed some of the crackers in her small hands and turned when his sister walked in. "Aus, what the hell is going on in there?" she finally asked. She glanced over, realizing he still had Jupiter. "Hi honey," she greeted the little girl with a smile. "Austin, please explain to me why Vanessa is in the living room, why you didn't invite me to this and what is going on?" she asked again, her fingers to her temples. "I know you have a good explanation for this or I sure hope you do."

Vanessa "Yeah, you too.How have you been?" she asked. She watched as Austin took Jupiter and headed to the kitchen as the other Ashley sat down "So…How have you been? I haven't seen you since Sarah's bridal shower I think"

Austin "That's right," Tisdale responded, nodding. "Working here and there, mostly spending time with Chris and our baby - she's not such a baby anymore," she commented, laughing briefly. "How about you? Have you - are you seeing anyone now?" she asked.

Austin sighed softly, the anxiety creeping into his stomach. "I knew this would come up. First of all, I didn't invite you because I didn't think you'd want to come," he lied, handing Jupiter more fish. Ashley blinked a few times. "What is wrong with you? Why wouldn't I want to come to your birthday, stop lying," she said, tilting her head to the side. "Fine. Okay, I didn't want you to come because I knew Vanessa would be here and I didn't know how to begin to explain to you what I've been doing." Ashley narrowed her gaze. "Austin, I love you with all my heart," she began, putting her hands to her chest. "You are my baby brother and if platonic soulmates are real then you're absolutely one of mine. But, I swear to God if you hurt Vanessa I will choke you," she said with a serious expression. "I know you were hurting too," she said, placing her hand on his arm. "But you put her through the wringer. She is good. She is kind. She is beautiful. And I love her, dad really cared about her and you know mom adored her," Ashley pointed out. "So, what are you doing? Is this - casual or you hooking up? Oh my God, please tell me you're being smart. You don't need one of those," she whispered, glancing over at Jupiter who looked back innocently as she made her goldfish crackers swim in place.

Vanessa "And being a full on businesa woman" Vanessa pointed out nodding "Yeah, gosh, she's so freaking cute" Vanessa said of Jupiter. At the next question she shrugged "Um, not really, not right now" she responded. Technically it wasn't a lie. It wasn't the truth either though

Austin "Yes, that too!" she agreed with a smile. "Thank you," Tisdale responded at the comment about her daughter, her smile growing wider. "She has my hair - she looks just like me as a child, it's so unbelievable how genes work." She nodded a bit, unsure if she totally believed her but didn't want to pry.

Austin's head was spinning from his sister's questions. "Okay, first of all - I guess you heard about Kaia then?" he asked at the mention of kids. "What about Kaia?" Ashley asked. "Oh God." Her eyes narrowed and concern covered her face. "Austin, what don't I know about Kaia?" He'd gotten himself into this. "There was this..rumor. That Kaia was pregnant -" he began to say, not nearly being done. "Pregnant!?" Ashley exclaimed, a bit too loudly. One of the guests from the living room looked up and glanced at the kitchen awkwardly. "Shh, keep your voice down. Please," Austin urged, giving his sister the same look she'd given him back. She took a deep breath. "Maybe next time I should be glad you don't invite me to things - please, explain." Austin handed Jupiter more crackers, watching for a second as she made them swim around again. "Her stomach looked..pronounced in a paprazzi photo because she had a loose-fitting dress on. There was a rumor that I'd gotten her pregnant. Then I couldn't get in touch with her and I thought maybe I had gotten her pregnant," he explained, going over the story again. "Then she finally told me she's not pregnant and Vanessa figured out that she planted everything and made it look like that because she found out I've been screwing around with Vanessa when we weren't clear on whether or not we'd get back together, Kaia," Austin rambled. Ashley looked confused, irritated and more confused.

Vanessa "Frenshe is killing it" she complimented. Vanessa smiled "She does! She looks just like you in your photos when you were a kid. Mini Ashley" she said "Got nothing from Chris" she laughed. "But yeah it's been a long time since we've actually spent time together and we need to I think. I mean when you're not busy" she said

Austin "Thank you!" She smiled brightly. This was going better than she'd expected, although she'd always have love for Vanessa. "I know, it's so funny and weird. I think maybe I had her on my own," she teased, laughing softly. "I'm never too busy, especially if you don't mind a crazy little toddler tagging along."

"I'm going to ask you one time," Ashley began. "And I think I know the answer because if you had any idea or feeling that this could possibly be true then you wouldn't have been trying so hard to contact her," she said again, her eyes turning to glance at a very occupied Jupiter. "If you were being safe, why would you be worried about the baby being yours?" Austin averted his eyes and glanced at Jupiter. "Well, first of all. Kaia was on the pill, at least when we were in a monogamous relationship," he responded. "But - well, to be honest since you asked - when we hooked up after the relationship ended..I didn't exactly use any protection," he admitted, scratching at the back of his neck and releasing a breath he'd been holding in. Ashley blinked a few times before firmly smacking him on the hand. "What was that for?" he asked dumbly. "For being dumb! Not only being dumb, being stupid and irresponsible. You are thirty-two years old! You should know to never do that unless you have protection. Birth control isn't one hundred percent and you didn't know if she'd stayed on it!"

Vanessa Vanessa nodded smiling "Of course I don't mind the cutie pie" she said "You guys are welcome over any time you want" she said "You haven't seen the new house after all" Vanessa said. She looked around her and people seemed to be having a good time. She still felt a bit awkward being there if she was being honest but she could deal with it for a while longer

Austin "Oh, we'd love to see it! She's really into fish and swimming right now," she explained.

"I know, I know - I'm stupid," he agreed, moving back a bit. Ashley rubbed the spot where she'd hit him. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hit you - I just - I so thought you knew better than this," she admitted. "Aus, you're an adult. I can't be here all the time to watch everything you do or say and why would I want to?" Ashley pointed out. "I know. I wouldn't expect or want you to either, no offense." She looked at him again and sighed softly. "Okay, so Kaia's not pregnant and you've..ended things completely, right?" she asked. He nodded. "Yes, I promise. We aren't in contact and I haven't seen her since then." Ashley bit her lip and nodded a bit. "Okay, good. Good. So, what's going on with Vanessa then?" she asked, still a bit confused. Austin picked Jupiter up when she put her little arms up and held her on his hip again. "We hooked up at the Barbie event. Kept hooking up after that. She's watched me throw up a few times and..here we are. I mean, more than that has happened. I gave her the ring, on a chain, as a necklace. I took her to Carmel for a weekend trip. It was good, healing for us I guess." Ashley scanned his face. "Are you..you know?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. "Obviously," he mumbled. "And are you..using a helmet?" she asked, watching as the toddler looked at them. She knew Jupiter didn't understand but also knew toddlers were notorious for repeating things they'd heard and didn't want any questions coming up.

Vanessa "Awww!" Vanessa gushed "I can't believe how big she is now! Like you gave birth yesterday!" she said shaking her head "Want anything to drink or are you on mom mode?" she teased her friend smiling

Austin "Chris will probably end up picking us up. I guess I could have a little something to drink," she said, an excited gleam in her eye. She stood up and poured them some wine from what Austin had set up. "I know it's a silly question, but you want some right?" she asked, turning around and laughing gently.

"I mean, I did at first. But she has the implant," Austin answered. Ashley blinked a few times. "Come here, sweetheart. Let me hold you so I don't slap your uncle again," she said, carefully taking Jupiter and bouncing her. "Haven't you learned you know - anything?" she asked. "Austin, I love you. You're smart. You're kind. You're compassionate, but you are being so incredibly dumb," she stressed. "I don't want to hold you by your shoulders and shake you back into reality. I don't want to lecture you on your birthday. Do you want a baby?" she asked. "Would you like a toddler? They scream a lot and they make messes and they are very expensive," she said, looking at Jupiter. "Not you, honey. It's nothing personal," she told the little girl. "Fish please?" she asked, holding her hand out. "Austin, get her more fish. Yes, of course. You are so polite," she said, setting more crackers in her hands. "Thank you!" the little girl muttered. "What would you do if Vanessa ended up pregnant tomorrow? Would you run away?" Ashley asked seriously, trying to make a point. "No..I'd probably try to marry her," he answered honestly.

Vanessa Vanessa laughed at the excitement as Ashley got up to bring drinks "Please" she said "Of course I do! Have we met?" she asked amused.The two of them traveling together and doing single girl stuff together felt like a different lifetime. But she was truly happy for her friend and for her little family

Austin Tisdale smiled brightly. She really didn't get much time to herself. She loved Jupiter and being a mom but missed spending time with her female friends too and wished she had more of an opportunity to do so. "Here you go, Ma'am!"

"Wait, it's love?" Ashley asked, her tone softening and her expression softening with it. She handed Jupiter back to Austin, knowing she'd no longer be in danger of smacking him, at least for now. "All done!" Jupiter exclaimed and smiled a smile that looked like Tisdale's carbon copy. He laughed softly and hugged the little girl close to him. "Yeah, I mean - I'd probably marry her tomorrow if I could. We don't need an unplanned pregnancy for that to happen. I just - she's trying to trust me and I'm trying to do what I can to get her to trust me again. Sometimes it's weird or hard - sometimes we cry or throw up or I get weird," he explained. "But I know what I want, Ash. And it's her. And I'm going to get it this time. I'll prove it to her and to you and to anyone else who thinks it won't work," Austin said. Jupiter reached out and touched his hair, playing with it like she would one of her dolls. "So, that's why she's here," he explained.

Vanessa Vanessa took the offered glass of wine. "Thank you" she said smiling taking a sip. She leaned back and looked around her and pointed towards TJ "So this is apparently a birthday party slash open house?" she asked amused feigning ignorance

Austin "I got that text too," Tisdale responded, taking a sip of her wine. "I don't think we need a house, does anyone know why he's moving?" she asked.

Ashley took a deep breath. She could understand this. "Okay, well - don't hurt her. Always use..a helmet and be mindful of her feelings and where she's at. What happened was traumatizing and life-changing and you both had to get used to a brand new life without each other," she said. She didn't want to be too hard on her brother but knew that he'd had an entire new identity to pour himself into after the breakup. "Be gentle with her, protect her, respect her and most importantly, listen to her and be mindful of her boundaries. Just because you are in one place doesn't mean she's there yet. And if you hurt her, I will punch you," she assured him. "I really will, so please. I love you, but don't try me, okay? It hurt all of us when you two ended things. And I'd love nothing more than to be her sister-in-law someday. I've missed her." Austin nodded, listening to his sister's words. "I'm not going to hurt her again," he reassured her. "Let's go back in the other room, it's your birthday and we're in here talking about babies," Ashley pointed out. Austin headed back into the living room with Jupiter and apologized for being gone so long. Ashley was right behind him but stopped to get a bottle of water from beside the fridge and that's when she noticed it. She narrowed her gaze and did a very sisterly thing - began digging through her baby brother's trash and what she found did not please her.

Vanessa Vanessa shrugged her shoulder "Beats me" she said "I didn't even know he had bought a house" she said. Again not entirely a truth but not a lie either

Austin Tisdale raised an eyebrow as Austin came back out. “There’s my girl!” She explained taking Jupiter back. Austin grabbed a glass of wine and took a sip.

Vanessa Vanessa smiled. "I need some air" she said fanning herself as she excused herself and headed outside with her wine glass in hand. She needed a moment to herself.

Austin Austin watched Vanessa and wondered if she needed to talk but didn’t want to smother her. Ashley glanced out the window and noticed Vanessa. “Hey, you okay?” She asked, still holding the empty cigarette pack in her hand.

Vanessa She breathed out once outside and felt the light breeze. She took another sip from her wine and sighed as she looked at her surroundings

Austin Ashley stepped outside and asked her question again. “Are you okay?” She asked, still holding what she’d found in the garbage.

Vanessa Vanessa turned around and smiled "Yeah. Just needed some air" she said reassuringly

Austin "Just checking up on you. Let me know if you need anything, okay?" she asked, a gentle smile still on her face. "I talked to him a bit, by the way. And if you need anything, anything at all - you have my number still, right?"

Vanessa "Yeah I'm good, no worries. Just got a bit overwhelmed" she said. She understood what talking to Austin meant so she just nodded. "I know and I appreciate that" she said smiling. She saw the cigarettes in her hand and smirked "Have you kicked his ass yet?"

Austin "Great, I'm always here. Just a call or text away, still," Ashley reassured her. "Oh, this," she said, glancing down at her hand. She rolled her eyes. "I just yelled at him in the kitchen, which is hard to do with a little baby around. I even smacked him! Lightly. But no, I'm trying to figure out if I should wait until everyone leaves. He's so..infuriating sometimes."

Vanessa Vanessa nodded. When Ashley said she already yelled at Austin and smacked him she giggled imagining the scene. At the next part she scoffed "Understatement of the century!"

Austin Ashley laughed in response, finding Vanessa's giggling contagious - and true. "Ugh, I know! You would think he'd know by now. I love my brother, of course but he can be so dumb! Boys are so..unpredictable and weird sometimes, I can't believe I'm married to one sometimes," she admitted with a smile. "But yeah, I'm totally going to kill him for this," she agreed, nodding firmly and holding up the trash she'd fished from the garbage. "I don't usually go digging in random trash cans but when I see a Marlboro box in my brother's trash I become a trash girl myself. Can you believe this? He didn't even try this as a teenager!"

Vanessa "Drama queens too" she responded jokingly "Oh you are married alright! I was there! And shush you love your hubby" she said smiling "Girl no judging here!" Vanessa said raising her hand up to drive her point home "Yeah well… Maybe he's going through a second puberty"

Austin "Oh man, just you wait. It's great but like cleaning up after an annoying brother sometimes," she teased, laughing again. "Of course I do but we have to be honest, men can be very annoying." Ashley laughed again and shook her head. "Either way I'm about ready to murder him."

Vanessa Vanessa laughed "Very annoying" she joked. "Well if you need a shovel for the body"

Austin "Oh yes, I think you'd be the perfect partner in crime for the job I'm going to have to do. I think I will wait for everyone to leave though, I'd hate to embarrass him in front of all his friends," Ashley decided. "Feel free to stay for the show but I should probably get back inside."

Vanessa Vanessa sook her head "Oh boy. This will be…. something" she said amused knowing what was to come

Austin "Hope you brought your shovel." she teased, an amused look in her eyes. She opened the door again and slipped the garbage into her pocket before returning back with to the room with a pleasant smile on her face. Inside everyone seemed to be having a good time. A few people had given Austin gifts and Maya was in the kitchen getting the cake ready because they had to have cake. Jupiter was very excited about the cake, clapping her hands and walking around telling everyone about how much she enjoyed cake. She stood by the door and knocked on the glass gently, waving her little hand at Vanessa.

Vanessa "No but we can find other ways to dispose the body. All we need is barrels and some acid" she joked. She finished her wine and once Ashley tapped the glass and motioned to her to get inside she walked in

Austin Once they did the cake, he blew out the candles and smiled before making his wish. He cut the cake and began cutting it for everyone. “V, do you want cake?” He asked, looking in her direction.

Vanessa Everyone sang happy birthday and clapped as he blew his candles. "Um sure" she said when she was asked if she wanted cake. "A small piece please"

Austin Austin cut her a little one and passed it over to her before cutting himself a small one too. "Thank you for coming," he began to tell some people as they got ready to leave. He watched Maya leave and Aaron Taylor Johnson and his date. Then he watched TJ leave and lastly Chris pulled up outside, popped in to say a quick hello and came to pick up Tisdale and Jupiter.

Vanessa After the cake was eaten people started leaving unofficially signaling the end of the birthday party. She greeted Chris when he came to pick up Ashley and their daughter and reiterated with Ashley how they needed to catch up. As most people already left she didn't know what to do really so she just took her purse in order to go home as well

Austin Ashley the sister stepped out from the bathroom and pleasantly noticed that almost everyone had left aside from the two of them and of course her brother who "lived" there. "Did you have fun, Austin?" she asked. "Your present is on the coffee table, nothing big. Just a little something," she said, giving him her same pleasant smile. "Oh, thank you. Ash, you didn't have to do anything like that." She smiled again and nodded. "It's okay, of course. So, what are you going to do now?" she asked, setting her hands on her hips. "I don't know - I guess I'll finish this wine and," he glanced over, noticing that Vanessa looked like she'd be heading out. "Go to bed, I guess. Are you leaving?" he asked Vanessa.

Vanessa When she heard the question she looked up from her purse "I… Yeah. Everyone left" she said with a shrug. What was she supposed to do exactly? Sticking around while his sister was there felt a bit weird. Plus she knew that Ashley was most likely about to lecture him and as fun as that would be to witness she knew it would probably be better if she left. She didn't think Ashley would have done that with her there really

Austin "Oh, okay," he said, seeming a tad bit surprised that she didn't want to stick around. "I have to work in the morning," Ashley pointed out. "I'll be leaving soon, too. But first," she said. "I think we need to talk."

Vanessa She felt weird being there honestly. She nodded when Ashley said she had to work. She approached her and gave her a hug goodbye. "It was so nice seeing you Ash" she said as she headed for the door holding her purse

Austin "It was so nice seeing you too," Ashley responded, giving her a tight hug. "I hope to see you again soon, don't be a stranger okay?" she asked, giving her a gentle smile. "I'll text you later?" Austin asked, looking in her direction.

Vanessa "Same. And same goes to you" she said. At what Austin said she nodded. Not sure if he was going to actually eall her out or not she waved and made her way towards the door

Austin Ashley waved until she saw Vanessa get in the car and pull out. She turned on her heel and walked over to her brother. "Did you like your party?" she asked. "Yeah, it was good. Thank you for coming and everything. I'm sorry that I didn't invite you up front." Ashley shrugged a little. "It's okay - I didn't know that we kept such big secrets around her," she admitted. "What do you mean, about Vanessa? I would've told you eventually, not many people even know right now." Ashley shook her head and Austin looked at her with a puzzled expression. "Would you care to explain to me what this is?" she asked, taking the empty pack of cigarettes out of her pocket and holding them in front of him. "Oh, easy those are TJ's," he said, quickly blaming the first person he could think of. She gave him a look and she could see the guilt in her younger brother's eyes. "I don't know whether to shake you or hug you. Again, dear brother, you are thirty-two years old. When did this start?" she asked with a sigh and set it down on the table. Austin moved his head a little, wondering how the fuck he could get out of this.

"2020," he answered pretty confidently. "2020? You've been doing this for three years? Why?" she asked dumbfounded. "There's enough research out there to know that this isn't something you should be doing. Smoke marijuana, go ride a bike, start running again." Austin sighed softly and took a seat. "You wouldn't understand, you don't have the issues that I have." Ashley sat beside him. "What do you mean? The issues I won't have but you will because you're too busy lighting up?" she asked. "No. I - they help with my anxiety and stress and..everything," he explained, rubbing one of his eyes. "You do realize, okay. Okay, Austin. You do realize these stress you out more, right? You feel good mentally but physically your body is suffering. Do you get that? You don't always see it outright it takes years for these things to catch up with you but they usually do," she urged.

"I know, I know. Trust me, I went to all the health classes in school. I know exactly what they can do," he said with an annoyed undertone. "Then why the hell would you do it? Aus," she said. "Look at me." His eyes made hers apprehensively. "We lost one parent way too early because of something completely out of our control. This is in your control, why would you subject yourself to something that could eventually kill you or make you suffer when we've already been through a lot of pain?" she asked. "What if you do marry Vanessa at some point, what if you guys do have kids. Then what happens? You turn 50, 60, okay maybe even 70 and find out you've done this irreversible damage to your lungs or your heart or you end up terminally ill," Ashley said gravely. "And I don't want to upset you, I don't but I do want to scare you because you need to be scared," she said, reaching over and touching his wrist.

Austin bowed his head, knowing everything that she'd told him but feeling the weight of it all."Aus, don't make yourself suffer because of whatever your head is telling you. Your head isn't always nice to you," she said, rustling his hair a bit. "Please, stop hurting yourself. There are better ways to manage your stress. I'm so - I'm so mad at you for this. I'm so mad that you were there beside me and beside her and you're still here putting something inside you every day that can take you away from me or from Vanessa or from dad," she said, her tone softening. "It's the same thing as if you were drinking too much or using drugs or driving recklessly - all of these things could take you away. Some faster than others, sure, but we don't want you going anywhere. You matter too much," she insisted, holding his hand. Austin's eyes were wet with tears that he didn't know he'd been holding back. "I think - I think you need to go back and start seeing a therapist again. The unprotected sex, the smoking - the avoidant behavior," Ashley listed off. "Your anxiety doesn't even seem well-managed. How are you doing with stomach issues? Are you still having issues with lactose? Have you been following up on that?" she asked, shooting one question after another.

"Ashley, I am fine. Okay? I know you're worried and this is exactly why I didn't want you to know! I wouldn't want to worry you," he said, standing up. "Everything's good. My heart's good, my lungs are good, my body is good. I'm in great shape, I'm still doing regular workouts, I drink water, I don't usually eat dairy, I am okay. I don't drink that much. I'm not doing drugs of any sort," he listed off. "And every day God knows how many times a day you are literally putting a stick that will cause cancer in between your lips, you light it on fire and you inhale those chemicals directly into your lungs and your bloodstream. You don't see anything wrong with this?" she asked, getting excited as her voice become higher. "No! No, I don't," he exclaimed back. "Ash, I love you. I'd do anything for you but you have no idea, no clue, no inkling what it feels like to have the level of anxiety I have. I'm telling you it helps and sometimes you're so desperate to find something that will help that you don't think about consequences that'll come way later!" he boomed.

"Exactly! You don't think! Just stop talking after you say you don't think because you don't fucking think, Austin! You could've gotten Kaia pregnant, you could get Vanessa pregnant. I know there were more girls. What about that girl from Australia that played Priscilla?" she asked. "Did you use protection with her?" she asked, trying to get her point across. "That is none of your goddamn business, Ashley. Know your place." Her eyes turned darker and her expression grew colder. "Austin - I am not your mom. I am your sister. But I'm the closest fucking thing you have to common sense. Dad is in Arizona and he loves us but you know he does his own thing. I'll be damned if I lose you in fifteen or twenty years because you voluntarily put a cigarette between your lips for anxiety and couldn't stop long enough to think about the damage it'll eventually do to not only you but our family - and that includes Vanessa and any children you two have together. And I'm sorry for not wanting you to catch something or God forbid get someone pregnant that you don't want forever with because I know you. You're my brother. I know your heart better than my own sometimes and I know you want it all. The house, the marriage, the children. And when the time comes you will be a wonderful husband and father. I really believe that but you have got to get your head out of your ass and first and foremost, take care of your mental health because if you're not mentally there then the physical will go at some point too. And you're an actor, your body is your instrument. So treat it nicely and that means dealing with whatever is going on inside your pretty little head," she stated calmly.

"And don't you ever fucking tell me to mind my business again. You ARE my business. If I did any of this I'd want you to call me out, I'd want you to hold me responsible for my dumb mistakes. I'm your sister and I don't know what I'd do without you," Ashley repeated. Austin wiped the tears from his eyes and he nodded. "I will think about seeing a therapist. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings." The two talked a bit more before ending the night and hugging. He watched his sister walk away and asked her to please let him know once she'd arrived home safely.

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“New campaign on the 26th boys.” Eddie announced as Mike, Dustin and Lucas sat down at the table. Dustin awkwardly chuckled, that caught Eddie's attention. “What is it henderson?” he asked as he ate the pretzel’s he had packed for his lunch. “Well um..I won’t be able to go” Mike and Lucas looked at him confused. “If you don’t have a ride I could pick you up!” Gareth offered but Dustin shook his head at him.

“It’s not that. An old friend is coming into town!” Mike and Lucas realized who Dustin was talking about “Really?” Dustin nodded at mike.

“So let me get this straight, you can’t attend the campaign because a friend is coming into town?” Eddie stood up and walked over to Dustin, who just nodded at eddie. “Fine, Well get a sub for you!” Eddie looked at Dustin as he walked back to his seat at the head of the lunch table. “It’s up to you if you miss someone coming back from the portal!” Eddie teases which made Dustin groan and sink into his seat as the rest of his friends went nuts about the hint Eddie dropped about the upcoming campaign.

A Week Later

“Please Mom! It will just be a couple hours!” Dustin begged as he set the table for three people. “Sorry dusty but it’s y/n’s first night back from being with your father in michigan and i’m sure she would like to see you.” Dustin nodded his head and sat down at the table.

An hour had gone by, Dustin perked up from the couch as he saw headlights coming through the front window. “Y/N! She’s here!” Dustin quickly got up and ran outside, where you grabbed your luggage from the back of a friend’s car. “Dusty!” you dropped the suitcase in your hands and ran over and hugged dustin. “You’ve grown since I last saw you!” you laughed as you both squeezed each other.

After a mini reunion in the front yard, your mom had Dustin help you carry your luggage into your old bedroom, it looked like just as you left it, posters of actors you loved, empty cans of coke, an opened seventeen magazine. “Like I never left!” you smiled and put your bags on your bed. Dustin came into the room carrying four bags, two on each arm. He accidentally tripped over a shoe left out and fell on the floor.

“Thanks for your help dustin!” you smiled as you helped him up. “It’s no problem!” you studied his shirt “What’s hellfire club?” you asked him as you walked over to your bed and pulled out a wrapped box. “It’s my dnd club! Mike and Lucas are in it too!” you smiled at the mention of his friends. “What’s the box?” he asked as you handed it to him. “I hoped you still played or else these would be useless!” He unwrapped the box to reveal custom made dice. “These are sick y/n! Where did you get me!” he asked as he looked at the sides.

“I know someone! I also made some for mike, lucas and will but I already shipped will his!” you smiled and pulled out the other boxes from your bag.

“These would’ve been badass to use tonight!” Dustin said as he acted like he was gonna roll them. “What’s tonight? Are the boys coming over to play?” he shook his head. “Tonight was gonna be a continuation of the last campaign.” you looked at him confused as you both walked towards the kitchen. “Why are you here then? Oh I think I know, mom?” he nodded as he sat down across from you, “When do you guys usually start?” Dustin looked at his watch then back up at you. “They would be starting in 30 minutes.” you quickly looked over and saw your mom preparing the food for dinner later that night.

“Just go along with it!” he nodded and followed you to the kitchen. “Mom, could I take Dustin to his dnd club tonight?” You smiled at her.

“I thought all three of us could catch up together!” she said as she peeled potatoes. “With all the letters I sent Dustin I'm sure he knows how I've been! Plus I kinda wanted a mother daughter type night! It’ll be quick I promise.” she sighed and smiled at the two of you. “Alright he can go!” you smiled and grabbed the keys to the car. “I’ll even pick him up after!” you yelled as you ran down the hall and grabbed the gifts for mike and lucas before running out the front door. Dustin quickly grabbed his stuff and followed you out the door.

“How did you do that?” He asked as you both got in and buckled up. “I don’t know, special older sister magic I guess!” You smiled as he applauded you. You just laughed and started to drive to Hawkins high.

As you pulled into the parking lot you noticed someone standing on the sidewalk. “Oh there’s lucas.” You put the car in park quickly and got out. “Y/n?” you smiled and walked over to Lucas and hugged him. “I heard you made the basketball team! As a late congrats, here is a gift!” you smiled and pulled the small box out of your jacket pocket. “You didn’t have too!” he said as he opened the box and saw the dice.

You heard talking going on behind you, you turned around and spotted a familiar BMW.

“Harrington?” You asked as you watched Mike get out of the car. “What?” he did a double look before recognizing you. “Henderson!” He parked his car behind yours and quickly got out and ran over to you. “When did you get in?” he asked as he gave you a side hug. “Just tonight actually, mom is waiting for me to go back and catch up with her.” you smiled at him. Before turning to mike.

“Here mike!” you tossed the box at him. “What is it?” he asked as he looked at the wrapping. “Just look.” He opened up the box and smiled at the dice. “These are cool, y/n!” you smiled at his reaction. “Hey guys!” The boys greeted Gareth and jeff. “Oh Jeff, Gareth, this is my older sister, Y/n!” you smiled and shook their hands.

 “I gotta get going! I have work tomorrow!” Steve excused himself and made his way to his car 

“You work! I never thought I would see the day!” you teased him, he jokingly flipped you off as he got in his car. “Well I also gotta go so bye boys! It was nice meeting you two!” you smiled and got in your car, “OH Y/N, DON’T RIDE THE CURB AGAIN!” Steve yelled as he drove by you. “I drive on the curb one time and never live it down!” you smiled and flipped Steve off as he drove in front of you.

“Do any of you guys know them?” Eddie asked as he stood behind everyone. The group yelled, being scared by Eddie's sudden appearance. “Um yeah. The BMW was Steve and the volo was Dustin's sister.” Lucas said as they all started to walk into the clubroom.

“You have a sister henderson?” Eddie asked somewhat shocked about hearing about Dustin's older sister for the first time. “Yeah, she went with our dad to live in michigan.” Dustin thought nothing about Eddie asking questions about you.

Four hours Later

You sighed as you looked at your watch again. “The campaign should be over by now.”

You leaned against your headrest and waited for 30 minutes before parking the car and got out and went inside the school. You read the signs to each room carefully, making sure you didn’t miss it. You finally found their clubroom.

Through the window you saw they were cleaning up, you sighed and sat across from the clubroom door and waited. “Hey y/n, what are you doing out here?” Steve asked as he walked around the corner and saw you sitting there against the lockers waiting. “Waiting for Dustin to get out.” you smiled and played with your nails. Mike soon came out of the clubroom, Steve and Mike wished you a goodnight before leaving.

Jeff, Gareth and Lucas did the same as they all left the clubroom one by one.

You sighed and stood up from the floor and walked in the room.

"Dustin, are you ready to go? I wanna get a cherry slushie from seven-!" You cut yourself off as you noticed dustin wasn't alone in the room. "Sorry I thought it was just dustin. I'm y/n, his sister!" You walked over to the pair.

Eddie chuckled at Dustin's face of confusion . "I'm Eddie, I'm Hellfire's leader." Eddie smiled at you. "Nice to meet you eddie." You smiled and held your hand out to shake his.

Eddie shocked you a bit by kissing the back of your hand. You felt red and flustered "Um, Dustin I'll be outside, take your time!" You excused yourself out and quickly ran out the room.

"Is y/n dating that harrington guy?" Eddie asked Dustin as he collected his stuff. "She thinks Steve is like an older brother so no, why?" Dustin quickly picks up what Eddie meant by it. "Oh don't think about it, she's my sister eddie!" Dustin pleaded.

You paced around outside while waiting. Finally Dustin came walking out with his stuff in his hand, Eddie shortly behind him. You started to walk to the car. “Henderson, wait up!” Eddie said, making both you and Dustin stop in your tracks and turn to face eddie.

Eddie quickly made his way over to you. Dustin had a look of horror on his face, he quickly ran over to the two of you. “Dustin, go sit in the car, I'll be right there.” you turned to Dustin before looking back at eddie. “But y/n!” you gave him a pleading look, dusting groaned and walked to the car and got in and watched you and Eddie through the rolled up window.

“Sorry about him. He’s weird at times!” you apologized which made eddie chuckle. “It’s alright I actually have the title of Eddie ‘the freak’ Munson here at school so it's alright I guess.” he smiled at you. “I’m sorry for holding Dustin longer than the others.” he apologized “It’s alright eddie.”

Eddie opened his mouth to talk but was cut off by Dustin knocking on the car window then tapping his watch. “Oh sorry Eddie but I gotta take Dustin home but I hope I'll see you around?” you said as you slowly walked backwards to the car. 

“You will henderson! Have a goodnight.” he smiled at you as you got in the car and drove back to your house.

Eddie sighed as he got into the driver’s seat in his van. He looked at the time and saw it was 7. He smiled at the idea he had and quickly started the van and drove out of the high school  parking lot.

“Y/n you CAN’T date my club’s leader! It’ll just be weird!” Dustin ranted to you while you hung up some shirts in the closet. “Why not dusty, you have a girlfriend so why can’t I?” you questioned, Dustin opened his mouth but closed it when he couldn’t find an excuse. “Ha! You ran out of excuses!” you pointed at him with a smirk on your face. Dustin just groaned and walked out of your room and straight to his.

You laughed and changed into your pajamas. As you pulled your bed duvet you heard knocking on the front door. You thought nothing of it and continued to fix your bed for your liking.

The knocking kept going, you decided to take one for the team and opened up the door and was slightly shocked to see Eddie standing there. “Eddie? How do you know where I live?” you asked a bit wary, you knew about the upside down, the demogorgon, the mind flayer, the truth as to what had happened the year before, dustin wrote you letters about everything when you asked him about the supposed mall fire. 

So it scared you a bit to see Eddie at your home, you heard about how Billy hargrove, max’s step brother got possessed by the mind flayer.

“Sometimes I drop Dustin off, and I assume you would also live here since your siblings.” You let out a breath of relief. “What brings you here? Did Dustin forget something?” Eddie smiled and shook his head at you. “I actually brought you something.” Before you could question him you quickly recognized Dustin's footsteps down the hall. “Meet me at the window in the back, It’s the left side!” you quickly and quietly shut the door on eddie before he could question you.

“Who was at the door?” Dustin asked as he walked to the fridge. “Oh someone was looking for their dog.” he nodded at you and said goodnight and walked back to his room for the night.

You quickly ran to your room and moved your curtains and saw Eddie standing there, looking around your window where you had a mini garden of flowers. “Sorry about that!” you apologized as you opened your window and felt the cold night’s air. Eddie chuckled.

“You said you brought me something? What is it exactly?” you question. Eddie perks up and quickly knelt down and picked something up and handed it to you. You looked at the cup he handed you before you realized what it was. “A slushie?” you smiled at him.

“You told Dustin you wanted to get one but since I kept Dustin back, I decided to get you one myself.” you smiled at eddie as he handed you a straw hand in his jacket. “Well thank you!” you opened the straw and took a sip of the slushie.

“Um y/n, would you like to get a slushie with me sometime?” he asked as he looked down and swirled his blue raspberry slushie around. “If it’s a date i will!” you smiled at him. He quickly looked up at you and nodded. “If that’s what you want henderson.” you leaned against your window seal. “I’m free tomorrow night.” you smiled at eddie. “I’ll come and get you, same time as tonight?” he asked, you nodded in response.

“I’ll see you then y/n!” He smiled and made his way back to his car, once he turned the corner and knew you couldn’t see him he punched the air and smiled all the way to his car.

 Bonus:

Your date with Eddie was a success. The next morning your lips were still stained by the cherry flavoring syrup. Dustin knew you went out the previous night so he thought nothing of it. It wasn’t till Eddie knocked at the front door to pick Dustin up that he connected the dots. 

Eddie hadn’t noticed a little red lip stain on his jaw till Dustin was screaming about it, thankfully Ms Henderson was already at work. “YOU BOTH WENT OUT!” you stared at eddie from the dining room table, he did the same from the doorway. It was gonna be a long day at school for Eddie, and a long night at home for you.

[jade-parcels]

The genshin men: fatherhood edition

With: Childe, Zhongli, Kaeya, Diluc, Xiao, Venti, Albedo and Baizhu

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Childe:

Ajax loves kids and he’ll make that known early on in your relationship

Like...This man wants five or more kids but he’ll settle for four. He dreams of a big family, getting to surround himself with you and your kids every night for family dinners, everyone getting together for big birthday parties or reunions! That’s his dream life! Plus, in Snezhnaya, most families have more than two kids anyways

He will cry so hard when his babies are placed in his arms for the first time, I mean he’s a mess. Nose is running, eyes puffy, lost of sniffling lmao he is so excited to be a dad!! Don’t you dare tell the other Harbingers how much he cried...What do you mean you took a picture when he wasn’t looking??? Hey??!?!

With his obscene amount of mora, he’ll buy a huge house that will accommodate everyone. Anything you want will be purchased that day or within 48 hours, the same goes for the kids

But they’ll all learn to be thankful for what they have. They’ll learn to fight, fish and speak multiple languages. He has high expectations but let’s face it, he’ll be proud of them no matter what

You’re gonna have to be the one to put your foot down though because Ajax doesn’t enjoy being the ‘mean parent’, he has trouble saying no to the kiddos which can create some tension between you and your husband. He has good intentions of course!! He doesn’t wanna say no to those cute, freckled faces!!

Zhongli:

Zhongli is nervous about having kids because he’s immortal. So this will go one of two ways. 1. You have the baby and the baby ends up not being immortal (or you adopt a baby who is not immortal) Then he loses you both. OR 2. You have the baby and it inherits his immortality and becomes an adeptus. Now he and the baby will have to watch you die while they both life forever.

Either way...It hurts him to think about because he loves you!! He wants to have a family with you!! He wants to give you that perfect family life every human desires!! But he’s torn

You two will just have to figure it out.

Zhongli will be a strong, male figure for your kid(s) and he will instill that traditional kindness and respect into their behavior. ‘Please’ and ‘thank you’ always, always offer to help someone who needs it, do good deeds and you will feel accomplished, be the best you you can be, alway try your hardest because that’s all that matters

He will be sure that your kid(s) always feel loved ALWAYS. Zhongli will tell them stories, cook for them, take them to school, anything that needs to be done. When you’ve had a rough day, he’ll step in to take over for the night without being asked. He shows interest in everything your kid(s) like and he will do his damn best to display every piece of artwork they make or every pretty rock they find

He...will make a great dad :’)

Kaeya:

Ooooh brother, at first Kaeya says no he doesn’t want kids but...Then he starts thinking about it

He observes the happy families that walk around the cobblestone streets of Mondstadt, how the kiddos smile and laugh with their parents. He’ll patrol in the afternoons, usually rounding the corner just in time to see the city’s kids leave school for the day, watching as they all run down the street to go home to their parents or play in the fountain together...Yeah, that really warms his heart

He’d want one or two kids, preferably two to avoid an only child being lonely. He isn’t on the best terms with Diluc but he can admit that they had a great childhood together, playing at the winery and running around as brothers do

Kaeya would be a very patient, understanding father. He doesn’t have much of a temper so he’d use the kids’ mistakes as learning opportunities instead of getting upset at them

He would be obsessed with the kids when they’re babies though oh man if you thought you had baby fever, he has it times ten! He loves holding the baby, watching with a twinkling eye as his baby grasps his thumb with its tiny hand... adorable

And if your kids inherited his eyes, his star shaped pupils that his ancestors passed down to him...He’s gonna get emotional

Everyone at the knights’ headquarters and the Angel’s Share will get sick of him REALLY fast cause he won’t stop bragging about how cute and smart his kids are lmao

Diluc:

Diluc would be such a soft dad don’t even get me started

He loves you so much of course he wants to have kids with you! Is that even a question?? He won’t be the one to bring it up unless he gets the feeling that you want kids but once you ask, he’ll agree so fast

He’ll be grateful to even have one kid with you :’) and he’ll be fine with however many kids YOU want. You want one kid? Perfect! You want four? No problem, the manor is big enough for ten! You...you want ten...? Time to hire some more maids then lmao

Diluc is a worry wart though, he’ll be afraid to hold the baby, feed it, bathe it, he’s terrified of hurting the baby or the baby suddenly hating him. So just help him out!! Cause when he gets comfortable with the baby, he’ll be in full dad mode

He isn’t embarrassed to walk around the manor, conducting business with a baby strapped to his chest!

Diluc is a very kind, gentle dad who will always offer helpful solutions to the kiddos’ problems. He’ll make sure all of their needs are met while also trying to avoid spoiling them... Too much... There will be a fair amount of spoiling...

His own father wasn’t too affectionate with him so that’s why he’ll be affectionate with his kids! Hugs and kisses when he tucks them in at night, big dad hugs when they get home from school, holding their hands in the busy streets of Mondstadt. His father was a great dad! He just aims to be better.

Xiao:

Like Zhongli, he worries about the mortality thing. Since he’s an Adeptus, his kid will certainly be an Adeptus too if you have kids together.

He also worries that his kid(s) will hate him. His duty is to kill demons which means that rain or shine, holidays, special occasions, day or night he’s gotta be ready to go slaughter demonic beings. So he’ll inevitably miss out on important stages in the kiddos’ lives

And admittedly... He’ll be scared of his kids lmao

They’re screaming, crying, barfing, pooping, laughing, screaming again...He can’t predict their behavior. It’s unsettling. All of that goes away one night when you sit him down and place your sleeping baby in his arms. His eyes go wide...And he just watches. This tiny, little baby...Feels no fear for him. It’s comforted by his presence. He almost cries...ALMOST

He’s still pretty much the same Xiao we all know and love but now he has a kid. “Slaying demons is what I do...Hey, go back inside and finish your dinner. Yes, even your vegetables. I don’t care that you don’t like them-...Fine. Don’t tell your mother, bring them to me. I’ll eat them” cute :)

He’s a protective dad and husband, he’d never let anyone or anything harm his beloved family

Venti:

Venti....does not want kids. He thinks they’re cute! He likes the idea of kids but he knows he wouldn’t enjoy actually having kids

You two already have so much fun together!! You don’t need a kid!! You guys have dogs!! Dogs are like kids! But they’re more independent and they’re cuter!

He’ll feel bad if you want kids and he doesn’t, he really will! But it’ll be nearly impossible to convince him cause he’s made his mind up :/

Venti’ll make it up to you somehow though, he’ll take you out more and show you all of the adventures you guys can have if there aren’t kids around

But for the sake of fatherhood headcanons, let’s pretend he gave in. Venti would be a very caring dad. He would cuddle the hell out of this kiddo and sing to them :’) the only problem is that Venti doesn’t like being tethered to one place for too long so he tends to take off and not come back for a few days... :(

Albedo:

Albedo wants kids mostly just to see what fatherhood would be like. He’s always been curious about what that part of his life would be like so why not have a kid

He’d be good with one kid, two at most cause after practically raising Klee, he knows how some kids can be and...He doesn’t have the mental capacity for more than two kids at a time lmao

He tries his best to show more emotion in his face. We all know he usually sits like this 😐 and goes ‘wow im so happy right now’. If you didn’t know him, you’d think he was bored out of his mind right? So he’s gotta work on that. And when he musters up a smile for the baby and it smiles back at him????? Yeah...He’s gonna try to smile a lot more now

He definitely softens up once he becomes a dad, he shows emotion more than he used to and surprisingly, he takes time off of work. Shocker, I know! He decides that he’s been in the lab long enough and that he wants to be able to be there for these moments with you and his kid(s) :’) :’) He trusts Sucrose and Timaeus to take over for him for a couple hours

He keeps a journal for each kid and writes down the date and time they have their firsts or just interesting things they do ->

- 8/4: Baby sees and plays with a cat for the first time

- 9/5: Baby smacked me in the face and laughed so hard she threw up

-9/12: Baby learns that pulling my hair gets my attention. She now continues to do so

-10/15: Baby stays at Aunt Klee’s house for the first time

Baizhu:

Baizhu really loves kids, he works with them a lot and he considers Qiqi to be his daughter anyway but in terms of you guys having a kid together, with his condition he can probably only handle one kid running around

He will do his absolute best to be a good dad. Even if he feels like death, he’ll help change diapers, feed the baby, care for it when you need a break. He isn’t contagious so when you’re sleeping and he feels gross, he’ll sit back against the pillows with the baby on his chest, the three of you resting together (though he doesn’t fall asleep...that would be dangerous for the baby)

Baizhu already tends to nag at you about your health and lifestyle choices but now?? He’ll be a menace. He’ll be constantly evaluating your baby’s condition, checking to see if a certain food is giving them a rash or making sure their skin isn’t drying out. He’s hyper aware of your baby’s health and will be the one to treat them if they get sick

He’s a busy guy since he runs the pharmacy but he will always do his best to be present for your baby’s big milestones! And when your kid cries cause Baizhu’s medicine tastes like shit, he’ll do his best to not be disappointed in their reaction lmao

When you leave him alone with the baby, he’ll wrap a scarf around himself to tie the baby to his chest while he works and...he looks so cute :) dad baizhu <3 <3 <3 <3

Bonus points for him buying the baby toy medical equipment so he can get your kiddo interested in medicine :)

[newronantic]

HAIKYUU!! FICS

so this is mostly gonna be for myself to keep track of my favorite fics i’ve read, but hey if anyone else wants to check some of these out then thats great

MHA one is up!!

ill keep updating this as i read more, feel free to send me suggestions!

KageHina

plain as day - emleewrites

In which Hinata has spent the better part of the last twenty years putting his heart and soul into volleyball, hoping to be recognised, to be noticed. And yet he spends all these years also thinking of himself as rather plain, beyond his lack of height and bright hair, and not really noticeable at all.

In Transit - Mysecretfanmoments

Hinata finds that he likes standing close to Kageyama on buses and trains. It doesn't mean anything--probably. Maybe.

I like the way your clothes smell - Mysecretfanmoments

Power outages, ghost stories, and the presence of a certain orange-haired boy lead to bad decision-making on Tobio's part. He'd planned to keep his crush a secret; the universe has other plans.

Chaotic Neutral - akaraka

Who's this Kageyama person on twitter and is he gay?

1: Anonymous: see title

2: Anonymous: curry king

3: Anonymous >> 1: It's the curry king, obviously. Have you been using his memes this whole time without knowing who he was?

4: Anonymous: 1) Hinata Shouyou's boyfriend 2) See above

jellyfish - mysterytwin

At the beginning of his last year at Karasuno High School, Hinata Shouyou starts a list and calls it THINGS TO DO BEFORE GRADUATION, all with high hopes that he’ll be able to complete it before his time runs out.

TsukkiYama

Try This On For Size - CloudMonsta

A lot changed for Yamaguchi Tadashi over the course of high school. He started trying on dresses, for one.

The Great Yamaguchi-Tsukishima Split (Capitalization Necessary) - WyYeuw

"But no, the current situation isn’t normal. This situation requires the full attention of the team.

No, what’s really concerning this time around, is that Yamaguchi is the one ignoring Tsukishima.”

Yamaguchi confesses. Tsukishima fucks up—like, really fucks up. The volleyball club notices and loses a week’s worth of practice.

IwaOi

Terrarium - sausaged

He's practically a professional at being proactive (lies, lies, and lies when it comes to Iwaizumi).

At this point, is he really happy with just staying best friends forever? Will he be writing journals and collecting rocks forever (he will, he knows, but that is aside from the point)?

Can he really tag his Instagram photos with #YOLO if he doesn't actually put that phrase into practice?

A story about Oikawa Tooru, Iwaizumi Hajime, plants, and rocks.

They Say it Rain Diamonds on Jupiter - exsao

"You're in love with him."

Hajime considers denying it. He considers deliberately choking on his drink to express surprise, to create a distraction by spitting onto the man in front of him's pristine white shirt and causing a commotion. Instead, he swallows his mouthful of soda and heaves a small sigh once his mouth is free.

"Yeah," he says instead.

He's never been good at lying, anyway.

bait and switch - Stylographic_Blue_Rhapsody

Oikawa's university volleyball team knows he's in a long-distance relationship with someone from high school. They imagine a sweet-faced girl that matches his sarcasm with patience. They are so incredibly wrong.

my heart is where it’s always been - foreverautumn

Iwaizumi places his phone down carefully.

Oikawa. Pining after someone. There’s no way.

(Iwaizumi knows he shouldn’t care who Oikawa might have feelings for, but within the span of three days, it’s somehow the only thing he can think about.)

KuroKen

Beautiful People Will Ruin Your Life - todxrxki

Kuroo Tetsurou runs a private Twitter account where he's constantly tweeting about how desperately in love he is with Kozume Kenma. Little does he know that Kenma sees all the tweets and keeps referencing the account in an attempt to get Kuroo to confess to him. / Or, five times Kuroo didn't notice Kenma hinting about his private Twitter account, and one time he finally did.

the things that get caught in the valves of his heart - ghostpot

Emotional competency is not exactly Kuroo's strong suit. Kenma finds it quite amusing.

Accidentally In Love - todxrxki

Kuroo frowns, but then slowly, the corners of his mouth lift up into a smirk. "Well, if it's so unbelievable, why don't we give it a try?"

Kenma glances up at him curiously. "What do you mean?"

"Let's do the 36 questions to fall in love," Kuroo says, still smirking stupidly. "If we don't fall in love, then you're right, it's bullshit. But if we do somehow..." Kuroo waggles his eyebrows. "Then I win." / Kuroo decides he and Kenma should do the 36 questions to fall in love as a joke, but they both start to realize they might actually be in love already.

the galaxy is endless (i thought we were, too) - cosmogony

TW: major character death

Kuroken AU where the last words your soulmate will say to you appear on your skin when you turn 16, and how Kenma and Kuroo learn what this means over the course of their lives

even if you’re ahead for a bit, i will catch up - ghostpot

Kuroo first confesses when they're sticky-fingered, wide-eyed kids, and subsequently every day after that. Kenma takes a while to come around.

you’re the brake lines failing (as my car swerves off the freeway) - ghostpot

Kenma thinks that Kuroo looks ugly with his head bent against the arm of the couch like that. Then Kenma thinks that he wants to marry him, and is promptly thrown into the 5 stages of grief.

teach me the way home - icespyders

“Don’t go far off, not even for a day, because —

because — I don’t know how to say it: a day is long

and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station

when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep.”

Kuroo and Kenma grow up in transit.

in this universe - crossbelladonna

Living with Kuroo is sometimes, just like this. It always feels surreal like he's living half a world and a lot of things rush by too quickly. Kenma feels like he'd watched him come and go in a blink, eyes wide and wordless as the shared space went snug in an instant and far larger in the next.

All this, and a glass of water.

Beginning’s End - todxrxki

Somehow over the course of Kenma's lifetime, he’s never really had an opportunity to miss Kuroo. He’s always been there. Even when they went to different schools, Kuroo would meet him afterwards so they could walk home together, shoulders brushing, Kuroo occasionally taking the opportunity to guide him when his nose was buried in the newest video game. The thought of Kuroo not being there anymore is uncomfortable, to say the least. / Kozume Kenma's third year and the changes the year brings in himself and his relationship with Kuroo Tetsurou.

All I Want for Christmas is You - todxrxki

“Kuro,” he says. “You’re a single guy.”

“Yeah, great, thanks for pointing that out.”

“And my parents already know you, plus they already know you like guys or whatever so… what if you pretended to be my date for Christmas dinner?” / In which Kenma recruits his housemate and best friend Kuroo to be his fake date for Christmas.

BokuAka

just to miss the sun - rosevtea

Everything begins to implode when MSBY Jackals outside hitter Bokuto Koutarou crashes Akaashi's livestream.

Operation BokuAka - kazzydolyn

After spending two whole years watching Bokuto and Akaashi pine for one another, the rest of the Fukuroudani Volleyball Club has had enough. When everyone meets up for a reunion dinner, the team decides to play matchmaker and finally get the two of them together. Unfortunately, their plan starts to fall apart when they discover that Akaashi is already dating someone. And apparently so is Bokuto. What a strange coincidence.

bitter - silvercistern

He accepted his classmate's chocolates gracefully, then declared his lack of interest with as much dignity as he could muster. She deserved the courtesy. At least she'd acknowledged that Valentine's Day was all about her, and not about him in the slightest.

Because if any of these girls had taken the time to actually get to know him, they’d quickly realize something even more important than his lack of interest in girls.

And that was that Akaashi hated sweets.

In Another Life - LittleLuxray

TW: major character death

Sleeping didn't come as easy as it used to. Bokuto knew this, and now Akaashi did, too.

The hospital AU that no body asked for, but that I took upon myself to write.

120% yes - pissedofsandwich

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Kissing Ace - karasunovolleygays

It happens right after training camp.

Akaashi Keiji has a secret he has guarded since he was a child. He won’t go so far as to call it a fear, but more of an aspect of himself of which he is horribly mortified. No one on the team knows about it, and Akaashi does his best to keep it that way.

But years of dodging hugs and casual contact come to naught in the blink of an eye and the swipe of a hand.

daisy rings and frivolous things (i am deliriously in love with you) - gabstar

Akaashi Keiji is in love. Bokuto Koutarou is a star. Everyone on Fukurodani has a gambling problem.

SakuAtsu

The MSBY Black Jackals Read Thirst Tweets - isaksara (syailendra)

Sakusa’s eyes are very dark naturally, sucking in all surrounding rays of light and crushing them in his pupils. For an athlete, he is rather pale. His lips look very pink in comparison. Atsumu is suddenly catastrophically aware that in this instance, ‘accent’ is a euphemism. “Good enough for your Olympic-size ego, Miya?”

(In which Atsumu realizes that he is attracted to Sakusa Kiyoomi in the most inconvenient way possible.)

A Liar’s Truth - internetpistol

In which Sakusa Kiyoomi is raised to believe that gay people go to hell but then takes one look at Miya Atsumu and thinks, then why the hell did God make them so fucking hot?

[discet]

Here's a fun question, how would your swap au versions of the calamity trio and the canon versions react to each other based on where they're at by the end of their respective season ones?

I love this question so much. Gonna use C! for canon and then AU! for Alternate Universe. We're going to assume that the AU! counterparts are in a slightly better emotional spot then where we left off at, maybe a few days after Reunion. Also assuming that Canon!Trio had the same pre amphibia stuff as the AU!Trio.

okay so starting with the easy one.

Sasha strikes me as the person who would absolutely hate to be around themselves. I think it starts with the two of them trying to one up each other passive aggressively before things grow increasingly more aggressive. Until they come to blows

C!Sasha: I had a entire floor of Toad Tower all to myself and servants waiting on me hand and foot

AU!Sasha: While I got shit done. Half the continent knows my name while you were a big fish in a small pond. Plus I didn't spend half my time in a cell.

C!: At least I didn't lose to Marcy.

AU!: Oh cause losing to Anne is less embarrassing? And my Marcy managed to destroy your little tower and its toads by herself.

C!: At least my Anne didn't ditch me.

It pretty much immediately comes to blows after that.

Marcy: The Marcy's immediately geek out upon seeing each other and after establishing whats different in their timelines briefly debate whether they should wait for a third Marcy from an AU where they dropped near toad tower to show up. Ultimately the debate is moot cause they are too excited to talk about things and compare notes.

AU!Marcy talks about how things have been pretty rough for her but she's made a lot of good friends in the valley and has been adopted by the Plantars. Also that she's been learning magic.

C!Marcy says that's weird cause in Newtopia she's just been thriving and absolutely crushing every challenge that comes her way. Also brags about her friendship with the king. Also super psyched about the magic and shows off her crossbow.

As C! is talking AU! starts to realize that she is still totally lost in escapist mindset and hasn't really faced any great trauma yet. AU!'s brand new older sister instincts kick in.

AU!Marcy: Hey, you know that trope where a character gets cloned and ends up basically being family to each other?

C!Marcy: Yeah, that's a really sweet trope.

AU!, now hugging C!: Great so we're sisters now and I'm going to take care of you.

C!, slightly misty eyed: O-okay

Anne is the funniest so I saved her for last. So both of them are in denial and just acting like everything is good. They bond over both having spent time in Wartwood. C! talks about the Plantars and how good they were to her.

There's a little drama when AU! says how Hop Pop tried to steal the box in her version of things, and C! says that HP would never do that to her and that Hop Pop actually sent the box out to some contacts of his. AU! can tell C! got duped, but ultimately decides that C! probably wouldn't believe her and it isn't worth the fight.

They make small talk until basically this exchange happens.

AU!Anne: Yeah, its been wild I never thought I'd start dating in a place like this...

C!Anne, incredulous: Dating? Who are we dating? One of the frogs?

AU!: What? No! We're dating Marcy.

C!, blushing and eyes wide: Marcy!? Wait, you're gay?

AU!: No, we're gay, have you not figured that out yet?

C!: Woah, just because I thought Mrs. Croaker was hot doesn't mean-

AU!, now also incredulous: You thought what?!?!

[plaidbooks]

Autumn Leaves

A/N: Autumn prompts are an excuse for me to write stupidly cute fluff, so that’s what I did. This is a Sonny Carisi x reader fic that covers the Autumn square in @adarafaelbarba​ moodboard bingo!

P.S. second-cousins are children of cousins

Tags: none, just fluff

Words: 1872

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“My family is insane, especially the kids,” Sonny explained while he drove you to Staten Island. “They don’t know how to sit and eat food without screaming.”

You chuckled, "it's fine, Carisi, I promise; I'm kind of used to this type of stuff already."

“What? You are? You don’t even know what’s awaitin’ ya, yet,” he replied, scoffing.

While in the precinct, you overheard Sonny on the phone with his ma. He seemed upset and perpetually tired when he hung up. When you asked him what was wrong, he told you that his ma was basically guilt-tripping him into visiting on Saturday, to help with the Autumn Feast his family partook in. And when you asked why that was so bad, he complained that no matter what they cooked, the kids of the Carisi Clan would hardly sit still long enough to eat, and would scream and cry if it wasn’t something they wanted.

“It just…it’s a handful…and not my ideal day off, even if I do get to see my family,” Sonny finished

You had nodded in sympathy before offering to go with him; you had a pretty big family with a lot of kids, too. Plus, you could never turn down Sonny’s amazing cooking, and now, you were getting a chance to taste his mom’s.

He had picked you up that morning, and now, you were on your way to Staten Island, Sonny warning you the whole way. You laughed and shrugged it off, but he kept giving you a look like you’ll see what I mean.

 ********************

He pulled up to his childhood home, and your eyes sparkled at the state of the townhouse. Not only was the building itself quaint and adorable, but there were decorations everywhere. And not just Halloween, but general autumn décor, as well. There were wreaths made with leaves of reds and oranges and yellows, there were scarecrows against the walls, there were fake pumpkins on every step leading to the house. And looming over the house from out back were two enormous trees, their branches almost completely bare, the leaves scattered on the roof, the front yard, and the back.

Sonny led you up the stairs to the front door, opening it for you. The first thing to assault your senses was the cacophony of noise. Children screaming in delight as they ran through the house, chatter and laughter from the various rooms as people talked. There was a tv on somewhere, with what sounded like a sports or news reporter blathering on and on.

The second thing you noticed was the wonderful smells. Your mouth was almost instantly watering as you caught the smell of garlic, potatoes, some sort of roast cooking with assorted spices, as well as cinnamon, sugar, and apples. It was so much at once; it was hard to differentiate.

But the third thing you felt was a type of warmth that comes only from a loving home. It bloomed in your chest, and you found yourself smiling as you stepped over the threshold, Sonny following and closing the door. It reminded you of the holidays at your own family’s place, and a calm washed over you.

In all of the chaos, Mama Carisi must’ve heard the door open and close, because she stuck her head out of the kitchen. Once her eyes latched onto Sonny’s, her smile grew to blinding proportions.

“Sonny, my little bambino! Come see your ma,” she cooed, arms open as she came out of the kitchen fully.

Sonny scooted passed you and hurried to his mother, wrapping her in a tight hug and kissing her cheek. You smiled at the reunion, and Mama Carisi opened her eyes to find you.

“And who is this?” she asked, releasing her son and coming over to you.

Sonny followed, looking more relaxed than you had ever seen him; getting a hug from your ma did that to a person. “Ah, this is my partner in the department,” he explained, introducing you.

You went to shake her hand, but Mama Carisi wrapped you up in a huge hug, kissing your cheek and whispering, “it’s nice to meet you. Welcome to my home,” into your ear.

“Thank you for having me,” you replied, easily melting into her embrace—okay, maybe it wasn’t just hugging your own mom that relaxed a person; maybe it was hugging Mama Carisi.

She pulled back to give you a look, a warm smile on her face. “Anyone who’s a friend of Sonny’s is welcome here.”

The next hour was a flurry of meeting family member after family member. Even with your detective skills, you quickly forgot most names, and your cheeks started to hurt from smiling. You and Sonny had started in the kitchen before he shuttled you through the house and out to the backyard.

“And these are all my cousins and second cousins; I’m not gonna bother introducing ya, since they won’t pay attention,” Sonny said, chuckling.

You didn’t blame him; there was a gaggle of children running and playing in the backyard. The oldest looked maybe ten, the youngest around four or five.

“Are these the ones that give you such problems?” you asked as a joke. It’s true that they were loud and crazy—as most kids are.

Sonny smirked, nodding. “Sure are. Watch; I bet ya twenty dollars that at least half of them will complain about dinner.”

“You got yourself a deal,” you replied, shaking his hand. Then, you scanned the expansive backyard. Leaves were covering the ground so completely that you could hardly see the lawn; kids were slipping on them all over the place. In the back, left corner stood an apple tree, bare of fruit—you assumed they’d already been harvested. And opposite the tree sat a little toolshed.

Grinning, you made your way through the throng of people and screaming children until you reached the shed. You opened the door and leaning just inside were two rakes: one huge one, and one medium sized. You grabbed the bigger of the two, then went to a small section of the backyard that somehow had no kids.

You glanced over and saw Sonny giving you a weird look, wondering what you were doing. Then, you started raking the leaves. You didn’t expect to get very far—the first pile rarely did. But there were so many leaves that you quickly had a pile up to your hip. As soon as one kid noticed, though, it was on.

The pile was quickly demolished as child after child flung themselves into it, screaming with laughter. But you had already moved on, starting another pile where they had just vacated. This one got a little bigger than the last, since they were distracted with the first pile. But once it was seen, it, too, became a new playground.

As you started on the third pile, another rake joined you. You glanced over and Sonny was there, smiling wide as he helped you rake. This pile got to be huge before little bodies flung themselves into it.

You quickly lost track of time, had no idea how many piles you had built only to be destroyed. But that was the point of the piles in the first place. Soon enough, the children started to become too tired, their little legs worn out. Your own arms were burning, but it was a good burn, and you continued until the piles started to outnumber the children.

By the time dinner was announced, there was not a single child running and playing anymore. They were scattered along the ground, panting, and smiling at each other with a job well done. Their parents all either ushered them to one of the various tables, or simply handed them a plate. Sonny, as well as the rest of his family, watched in stunned fascination as the children ate, too tired to complain or throw a fit about what they were given.

“How the hell did you do that?” Sonny asked in a hushed voice.

You chuckled. “I told you I had experience with this; you’re not the only one with a big family. And besides, no child has ever turned down the opportunity of crunching leaves.”

He gave you a look full of awe before he broke into a wide grin. Then he reached into his pocket, pulled out his wallet, and grabbed a $20. You huffed out a laugh as he handed it to you, and you tucked it away.

Mama Carisi walked up then, looking at everyone enjoying her hard work in the kitchen. “You’re a miracle worker, dear,” she said to you before looking at Sonny, “please tell me you’re keeping her?”

Sonny’s ears turned a bright pink. “Ma!”

“What? She’s helpful, knows how to play with children, and is a beautiful, young woman—”

“Ma! Stop talking, please!” Sonny whined. You felt a heat in your cheeks as Sonny avoided looking directly at you. It wasn’t like you never thought about dating Sonny; on the contrary, you found him incredibly attractive. But you were partners; there was a line there that you didn’t know if you could cross.

Mama Carisi scoffed before walking off, leaving you and Sonny to stand awkwardly next to each other. He glanced at you out of the corner of his eye before he turned and went into the now mostly empty house. You gave a sweeping look at the party guests before following him in.

You found him standing in his old living room, idly looking at childhood pictures on the wall. You watched him for a moment before you moved closer, within arm’s reach.

“I’m…sorry about ma,” he muttered, eyes still focused on the pictures. “She keeps trying to hook me up with any woman around my age and just…I’m sorry.”

You gave him a soft smile that he didn’t see. “It’s okay, Sonny, really. I don’t think anything less of you or anything. We’re partners, and damn good ones, if I do say so myself.”

“Yeah, but…what if I don’t want to be just partners?” he asked, voice soft.

You froze; what did he say? Sonny slowly turned to look at you, saw the shock on your face. Then he was shaking his head, quickly saying, “look, forget I said anything—”

You cut him off with a gentle kiss, your lips soft against his. He let out a little gasp of surprise before he was kissing you back. One hand came up to your face, cupping your cheek, while the other went to your hip. You slowly wrapped your arms around his waist, pulling him closer to you. You felt that line that defined you as partners only start to fade away as your mouths moved against each other.

Gently, you pulled away from him, just enough to look deeply into those blue eyes you loved so much. “Maybe I don’t want to be just partners, either,” you said softly.

Sonny grinned, his thumb rubbing your cheek tenderly. “Can I take you out to dinner tomorrow, then?”

“Sounds like a date,” you replied, smiling up at him. His grin broadened before he dipped his head, kissing away any fears or doubts you had about this.

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I posted 487 times in 2021

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#if it's not waking you up in the middle of the night sweating and crying because they are just so in love and so perfect for each other

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#5

I love this hug. Everything about it. The way Lydia turns, never doubting that Stiles will be there, then just dives into his embrace, to safety and comfort. The way his arms envelop her. The way he rubs her back and shoulder, fingers weaving into her hair while their bodies sort of sway side to side. Let’s not forget the fact that, moments ago, this precious boy fainted. Stiles is exhausted from everything he has been through. But he picks himself up and follows Lydia outside and finds his own superhuman strength to hold them both together. Her chin must be resting on his shoulder, her hands shielded by his flannel. Then there’s the way his cheek leans against the side of her head. Could they get any closer? And why shouldn’t they? I mean... LOOK how perfectly they fit! They are breathing together, hearts beating together. They were made for each other, and they deserve thousands more hugs for the rest of their beautiful life.

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Okay but it’s actually so cute and kinda funny that Lydia got so worried and guilty about not saying I love you back to Stiles but the second they saw each other and she told him that he was like “lol cool story I already knew anyway so I’m just gonna kiss you rn and not ask you to say it”. Like he was so confident in that moment that I remember being genuinely surprised when he stepped forward to kiss her.

I agree! What you described is a big part of why I love their reunion so much. Because there had to be moments all along when Stiles thought Lydia loved him, others when he was sure of it. But this is really the first time we as the audience get the validation we’ve been waiting for: Stiles knows that Lydia loves him, probably has for a long time.

And while his confidence might seem surprising at first glance, it also makes perfect sense. Because Stiles has always been confident in his love for Lydia. Then, somewhere along the way, he figured out just how much she loves him back.

But there was one more piece to the puzzle: Stiles needed to know that Lydia was ready to move forward with him. Once he knows that, the confidence comes naturally.

It says so much about them as a couple. After everything they’ve been through, they are in the place where saying “I love you” is really just affirmation. Don’t get me wrong – saying those words, hearing them too, is significant and wonderful, and I’m sure Lydia does tell Stiles she loves him soon after. But above all else, showing love the way these two have – season after season... to me, that’s even more impactful than the words themselves.

Plus, their reunion links so perfectly to the previous episode, when Lydia realizes that she never said it back. Up until her memories were recovered, all she had to go on was feeling. And her feelings were so strong that she just assumed she verbalized them too. When she realizes that she didn’t, her pain is palpable – and ironically unnecessary – because Stiles DID know. He knew, and he was just waiting for the moment when he could let Lydia know that too.

Her reaction also says a lot about her progress as a character, if I might add. This is a girl who, not so long ago, would rather bury her feelings than talk about them. But now, she can’t think of a single reason why she never told the most important person in her life how she feels about him.

So yeah, Stiles knowing how Lydia feels about him, being so certain that he can dive into a kiss without any hesitation – that is monumental. Better still, the exchange between them is the culmination of years’ worth of unspoken love. It’s beautiful. It’s romantic. It’s profound. It’s poorly lit (come on TW, put a light on!). It’s Stydia.

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Headcanon #3

Annabeth discovers she loves baking

The bad news: she’s really bad at it.

But nobody dares tell her.

The thing is everyone’s so used to Annabeth being really good at everything:

She trashes Percy, Leo and Jason at video games.

She’s been giving Piper a run for her money on their karaoke nights, and now there’s debate on who the best singer is.

Hazel’s starting to regret giving Annabeth horseback riding lessons, cause she’s getting scarily good.

And she’s even taught herself Chinese, to the point where she’s speaking it better than Frank.

So, when she starts getting into baking, all her friends are thinking, looks like here’s another thing Annabeth is a badass at. On the plus side, there’ll be free cookies right?

Wrong.

There are free cookies. But as it turns out, Annabeth is really awful at baking.

It started when Percy’s parents were away for the weekend on Sally’s book tour, they let Annabeth stay over so Percy wasn’t alone.

And Annabeth just went into a frenzy. Making batch after batch of burnt cookies, feeding them all to Percy.

Except he didn’t dare tell her how bad they were, he just kept swallowing as many as he could. And she would just keep making more.

The thing is Annabeth was completely oblivious, she just loved watching Percy eat for some reason. And she would smile and ask him, “Do you like it?”

And poor Percy’s just forcing mouthful after mouthful down his throat and nodding enthusiastically. He figured she’d get better over time.

Well, the seven demigods had a reunion at Percy’s place a couple months later.

Annabeth’s decided to bake a cake and some cookies as well. But by that point, each of them had already experienced Annabeth’s baking before, so they knew it wasn’t going to end well

Frank and Hazel are determined to avoid the inevitable, and they actually bring a cake they bought, to the apartment.

But when Annabeth finds out, she just says “I reckon we could finish two cakes, besides mine’s almost done!”

Upon hearing that Leo just closes his eyes and starts to groan, but Piper slaps the back of his head and tells him to not be rude.

She hates it as well though. But she figures somebody’s gonna let it slip sooner or later.

Anyway as the night goes on, Annabeth just brings out trays and trays of cookies.

And Jason can’t help but ask why she made so many. “I swear it’s not humanly possible for someone to eat this many cookies.”

He’s lying though. It is possible. If the cookies were good. It just wasn’t possible for someone to eat that many of Annabeth’s cookies.

She doesn’t know that. She just laughs cause she explains how Percy really loves them and how he can’t stop eating them. She was scared there wouldn’t be enough, so that’s why she made a ton of them just to be safe.

She goes back into the kitchen to get more. Everyone just stops chewing and gives Percy dirty looks. They’ve pretty much had enough at this point. It’s literally been months of burnt, horrible cookies, forced smiles and painful chewing.

And that’s how the evening goes, whenever Annabeth gets up to leave. Everyone is just begging for Percy to end it, once and for all.

Once the coast is clear, Piper and Frank spit out mouthfuls of cookie into the bin. Hazel and Leo just stare at the son of Poseidon and shake their heads.

“How could you man?” Jason’s just pleading with his bro, “Why haven’t you told her? Whyyy?”

And Percy’s basically given up at this point. He just can’t do that to her, he can’t tell her it’s bad.

It’s gone on too long, and they’re all in too deep he explains, they’re just gonna have to wait until Annabeth gets better.

And Piper’s mouth just hangs open. She’s in complete, utter disbelief. “Percy, honey, are you insane?!!?!”

“It’s been months man,” Leo’s chiming in now too. “She’s getting worse!”

“I’m pretty sure the last one I ate had a blonde curl in it.” Frank’s almost in tears and he’s begging on his knees at this point. “Please Percy, you have to tell her.”

“And tell her tonight Percy,” Hazel orders. “After we’re gone.”

“Why me?” Percy complains. “Cant someone else tell her?”

They all facepalm when Percy says he can’t because he’s told her so many times he loves her cookies, he’s pretty sure he doesn’t even hate them anymore at this point

“Why would you do that Percy? why?” Jason picks a couple cookies from the tray, checks to see if Annabeth is in view- she isn’t, and he tosses them in the bin.

Leo clicks his tongue. “It’s time to own up man.”

Percy looks like he wants to cry, he just shakes his head saying he can’t do it.

But by then, Piper just wants all the pain to end, and she’s blatantly pouring charmspeak into her words. Telling Percy, “Gotta tell her Perce, it’s better she finds out from you than someone else. And it’s better you be honest than have us keep lying about it.”

“Lying about what?”

Annabeth’s frowning, staring at each of them. They were clearly talking about her.

Everyone’s gone silent. Nobody dares meet her eyes. Even though she’s wearing an apron with a cartoon on it, and she’s got ridiculous rainbow mittens on, Annabeth is still so very scary when she’s mad.

“Lying about what?” She demands. “What’s wrong?”

Nobody replies. Frank quickly excused himself to the toilet. Jason and Piper suddenly found a real interest in the design of the coffee table. Hazel’s nervously playing with her hair, staring at the wall. Leo starts fidgeting with the springs in his pocket. And Percy’s just staring at the floor, he figured he could probably list hundreds of monsters he’d rather fight right now to avoid being here.

“Hello, anyone?” Annabeth’s practically got steam coming out her ears at this point. “I know you can all hear me!”

Piper looks up, makes eye contact with Percy, who’s silently pleading with her to not do this, but she turns away and looks at Annabeth. “You should ask your boyfriend.”

Annabeth cocks an eyebrow, staring at him expectantly. “Well?”

Percy’s mind has gone blank. He can’t think of anything to say. Other than the truth. Piper’s charmspeak is still echoing in his ears, and it’s taking literally all his strength not to do what she says.

He can’t take it anymore though. He opens his mouth and starts saying, “Well, we all kinda think-”

“We?” Leo’s shaking his head. “Don’t speak for me man.”

Jason feigns annoyance. “Yeah Perce, it’s what you think.”

Percy stares back at them. Are they being for real? But everyones face is just telling him, hey, you got us into this mess, now you gotta fix it.

So what can he do? He clears his throat, he puts on his bravest face. “Annabeth, I have a confessions to make.”

Annabeth has got her hands on her hips. “Mhmmm.”

“I think the-”

Ring!

He’s cut off by the doorbell. Someone’s knocking impatiently. And Percy is the most relieved man in the world at this point.

Frank goes to open it. And it’s Nico.

“Oh hey Nico,” He starts saying. “What’s up? Do you wanna come in?”

Nico pushes past him and walks straight into the living room. Everyone stares at him.

“What’s up man?” Jason asks.

Hazel goes for a hug but he signals for her to stop. Instead he turns to Annabeth.

“You gave me a box of cookies yesterday.” Nico says. “And I tried one.”

“Oh yeah!” Annabeth grins. “Did you like them?”

Nico stares at her, he can’t tell if she’s joking.

“No.” He says.

“Oh,” Annabeth pouts. “I didn’t know that, everyone’s been telling me they’re great.”

Then Nico narrows his eyes, as he looks at all of them - Jason, Piper, Leo, Frank, Hazel, and Percy, all sat on the sofas, collectively holding their breath.

“Cowards.”

He spits out the word, staring down each and every one of them, before disappearing into the shadows.

And that’s how it’s done folks.

This is so long, but I just couldn’t stop writing hahaha, Nico’s a badass though

[jimlingss]

hi!! for the requests, could I suggest hoseok, fluff, fake dating au, and the sentence 'I’ve been in love with you since we were kids.' thank you!

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“I never thought I’d come back here one day.”

You stare at the brown building that you once dreaded. The same structure that you had to drag your feet into every morning five days a week after your dad dropped you off. But instead of feeling apprehension, there’s a sense of prickling nostalgia while you look at the building.

“Same.” The man beside you exhales, staring at the green field, the brown doors and small windows covered by blinds. “But it’s not all that bad, right?”

You turn to Hoseok who looks sharp in his simple suit and tie ensemble. You’ve seen him in the same clothes plenty of times, but while you’re wearing your red dress and you’re lingering in front of the school, it feels like the two of you have returned to being awkward eighteen year olds nervously going to prom together as friends.

But Hoseok eases you. “Come on.”

He takes your hand, a gesture you still aren’t used to, and tugs you inside.

The moment the doors are open, you follow the signs leading to the gymnasium and you’re met with a table of refreshments and goody bags. But more importantly, there are people already mingling in all corners. Some are wandering while most have gathered into groups to reminisce. There are those that you recognize and those whose faces have long faded in your memories. 

High school. A time of pubescent years, of growing up and trying to prove yourselves while figuring out your future. You have mixed feelings about that time. All you know is that you’re glad it’s over.

“Y/N?” There’s a higher pitched voice to the left and you turn to see Tiffany approaching with a wide smile. “Hoseok?! Oh my god, it’s been so long since I’ve seen you guys! How are you?”

You hug her for a second. “It’s good. You?”

“Yeah.” She exhales as if she can’t believe you’re together again and you admit, it is surreal. There was definitely a difference from glancing at someone’s post, status and updates on social media and seeing them in person. “It’s been great. I didn’t know if you were coming to this reunion or not.”

You smile, glancing at Hoseok. He was right about coming. “I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

Someone walks by with a tray of cheap champagne and all three of you take a glass, thanking the waiter. Tiffany sips her drink and gets down to the nitty-gritty. “So tell me, what do you do now?”

You brace yourself, knowing this was coming. “I’m working as an embryologist at a fertility lab.”

“That’s so cool!” Her eyes widen and she genuinely appears fascinated. “It sounds super fancy.”

You laugh, concealing the note of awkwardness in your voice. Tiffany doesn’t know that it sounds much better than it actually is. It’s an entire step down from being a family doctor, an occupation which you once said was your dream. And she has no clue that you’re struggling under your strict manager, that you just received a cut in pay and your hours are strenuous.

But you don’t dare show your exhaustion. Or your discontentment.

You keep flashing a bright smile.

Everyone in high school expected you to do great, that you would go somewhere, do something. You were the smart one. The hard-working one. There’s always been a certain burden of expectations on your shoulders from your parents to your teachers, and perhaps that’s where the need to prove yourself to your former peers stems. If they knew how mundane and regular and normal you turned out — instead of being the successful achiever — you’re sure their disappointment would have a bigger effect on you more than you’d ever admit. 

And maybe that’s why Hoseok offered to pretend to be your partner for the night after you grieved about not being with anyone, when you struggled to find a plus one. He knows you best after all.

“What are you doing?” you ask Tiffany, and she hesitates, looking down at her drink for a second.

“Actually, I’m in-between jobs at the moment.” She musters a smile. “The economy sucks right now.”

You sympathize. “Yeah, I know what you mean. It’s hard to find a job these days.”

Tiffany turns to Hoseok and when she asks what he’s been up to, he says, “Nothing much. I’m working in IT as a development manager for this company.”

“Oh, that’s super cool too!” She’s about to ask something, but then her eyes incidentally stray downwards. You follow her line of sight, realizing that she’s looking at the way you’re holding hands with Hoseok.

“We’re...actually dating now,” you explain.

Instantaneously, Tiffany brightens. “You guys started dating after high school? When?!”

You laugh awkwardly. “Two...three years ago?” It doesn’t sound terribly convincing, so you try a second time, standing your ground. “Two, I think.” It falls a bit short, but she doesn’t notice. 

No. Tiffany absolutely gushes. “That’s so cute! Oh my god! I always thought you’d both be good together!”

That has you taken aback. The relief of getting away with your lie and not being caught gets overtaken by surprise. “Really?”

“Well yeah. You were always close friends and everyone,” she emphasizes the word by drawing it out, “knew Hoseok had a huge crush on you.”

This was news to you.

But Hoseok outright ignores your stare in favour of smiling at your old friend and holding up your interlaced hands by your heads as if it’s a trophy. “Well, looks like I got the girl in the end.”

“Are you gonna propose any time soon then?”

There’s a glint of mischief in Hoseok’s eye. “Maybe.”

He’s way too good at lying. You’re starting to get convinced this is real.

“Aw, I wish I was at this honeymoon stage again. Everything’s so sweet and cute.”

Speaking of which. “Where’s Nick?” you ask.

Tiffany deflates slightly at the question and you wonder if you said something wrong. You don’t understand until she says, “Oh….yeah...we decided to split up a few months ago.”

“Really?” You would’ve never expected it. From what you remember, they were one of the few high school sweethearts that actually made it in the long run, a couple that you used to be jealous of at sixteen. They ended up getting married too and you saw pictures of them traveling together a year ago. Who knew what her life was actually like behind the scenes. “I’m...so sorry, Tiffany.”

“It’s alright. Life happens, I guess, but it all worked out in the end and we both have joined custody of Sunny. It gets messy sometimes but as long as she’s happy, I am too.” She smiles softly and then nods. “Well, it was really nice to catch up with you two. I’m happy to hear you’re going out. Better put a ring on this one before you lose her, Jung.”

“I will,” he promises.

Tiffany leaves to catch up with a girl she knew from choir, so you both bid your goodbyes. But somehow, the conversation leaves a bad taste in your mouth. 

After greeting a few more old friends and acquaintances, you leave to the hallway. 

The nostalgia slams into you, stronger than before. If you stare long enough, you can picture the hall crammed with your classmates, how you ran from class to class, sat in the desks, bored out of your mind and at times, stressed. The walls and rooms hold so many of your memories without them knowing. And that in itself makes you feel old and gray, even though you aren’t.

Not yet, at least. Hoseok always reassures you that you have another good thirty years before you’re allowed to call yourself old.

Said man glances at your expression and reads it like an open book. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” You sigh. “It’s just….I don’t know. I was trying to save face this entire time and I even went as far as to lie about our relationship.”

“You didn’t do it alone. I lied too.”

“Yeah, but I wanted this.” You shake your head, slowly rounding a corner and making your way down what you remember as the science corridor. “People probably have more going on with themselves than to care what I’m up to. I don’t know why I was so scared about what they would think about me.” 

The corner of his mouth curls, and he nudges you with his elbow. “It’s high school.”

You lightly scoff but a smile tickles at your lips. “I just feel bad. Tiffany was so honest about herself, and she wasn’t ashamed about how her life turned out, not like I am.”

“No one turned out how they expected themselves to,” he hums in a thoughtful tone while glancing at the bulletin board tacked with handmade flyers for clubs. “It’s okay if you didn’t end saving the planet or finding the cure to cancer.”

You snort and soften. “Yeah.”

Hoseok always knows what to say to make you feel better.

“Look!” The peaceful moment is interrupted by the sheer volume of his voice. He points down the hall. “Our old lockers!”

You laugh, quickening your steps with his. The lockers are not technically yours anymore, they haven’t been for a long time and have probably been through tens of students since. Even right now, there are unfamiliar locks that keep them closed. But you still remember which one was yours.

You stand in front of it and Hoseok stands in front of his which is only three lockers down from yours.

The pair of you look at one another, exchanging grins. “Remember when I kept your math textbook for you since you were too lazy to put it away and we had to toss it to each other every morning?”

“Yeah. I never missed once.” He laughs and it’s a bubbly sound that’s exactly the same as back then. “Remember that time Taehyung stuffed himself inside my locker and we locked him in?”

You burst out laughing. “We almost got into trouble by Mr. Min!”

“Yep. That old man was always trying to pick on kids.”

“Except for that time Jimin launched that cake across the hall and it landed on some poor girl. He was nowhere to be found.”

Hoseok grins and comes over to lean on the blue locker next to yours, crossing his arms like he’s waiting for you before you’re late for the bell.

A sentimental feeling that is both wistful and happy washes you over again. You can recall those years as if they were yesterday. Namely, Hoseok would always be there when you closed your locker door, in the exact same position, staring at you with that identical warm expression. You don’t know a lot of your old high school friends anymore, don’t know what they’re doing or if they’ll come. It’s a natural progression of life, of going different paths and naturally drifting apart. 

But Hoseok has always been your side. Since then till now.

“So.” You turn to him. “What’s this about everyone knowing you had a crush on me?”

Hoseok goes wide-eyed and says nothing for a moment. Then he scratches the back of his neck. “Just stupid kid stuff.”

You raise a brow and hum. “Didn’t sound like stupid kid stuff. How long did you even like me for?”

“I don’t know. Why?”

“I’m curious.” You shrug. “I never heard about this before.”

Hoseok is embarrassed, that much is obvious. You can tell by the way he’s brushing around the subject, not looking you in the eyes, how much he’s hesitating. It’s not like him and that makes you even more intrigued. “A while.”

Maybe you shouldn’t push him so much when he doesn’t want to talk about it. But for some reason, there’s a burning desire inside of you to know. After all, you thought you knew all of your best friend’s secrets.

“What’s a while?”

“Like sixth grade?”

Your jaw drops. “So when we met?”

“Yeah..?” Hoseok seems unsure and he’s staring at the other wall as if it’s the most interesting thing he’s ever seen. There’s nothing but a dirty shoe print on it. “Something like that.”

Now it’s your turn to be perplexed. Although, for an entirely different kind of reason. “But why?”

He turns his head, as if sensing you’re about to self-deprecate yourself. “You’re funny and smart and pretty, Y/N. Everyone liked you,” Hoseok explains it as if it’s factual and your cheeks grow warm.

You suck in your cheek, fiddling with the fabric of your dress. “Then why didn’t you ever tell me you liked me?”

“I was awkward and I was too scared you’d reject me,” he exhales and you glance at him to find an unreadable expression. Perhaps he’s uncomfortable at the idea now that he’s grown out of it and he knows you too well. Or maybe...just maybe...he’s filled with regret.

You shake off the thought before your imagination runs wild.

You’re about to drop the subject once and for all, but as you turn away, the quiet mutter slips from your mouth, “I wouldn’t have.”

Hoseok catches it. 

He freezes completely and when you realize he’s not following you back to the gymnasium, you turn around. “Earth to Hoseok. What’s wrong?” 

“What about now?”

“What?”

His expression is blank aside from the slight furrow of his brow. It’s not often Hoseok’s entirely serious and you’re caught off guard by his demeanour. He closes the distance in three strides and asks, “If I asked you out now, if I said I wanted to date you for real, would you reject me?”

His gaze is dark. Intense. As if he’s mustered up the courage he’s built for years for this very moment. 

Your mouth opens, eyes unable to look away from him and your voice pipes out a timid— “no.”

In an instant, Hoseok’s mouth is on yours. Your back slams against the lockers as he cradles your cheeks in his palms, tilting his head to capture your lips carefully yet eagerly. You whine in his grasps and quickly reciprocate, moving your mouth against his. It’s soft, warm and comforting. Hoseok has always been comforting to you. A slow burn rather than a bursting firework that eventually fades away. A warm bonfire that’s built from the first spark rather than a forest wildfire that ultimately burns out after consuming everything. 

You’ve always loved him. But perhaps it wasn’t always purely platonic like you thought. At least not until tonight where that’s been challenged.

Hoseok's body is firm and warm against yours. His knee is placed between your thighs and you loop your arms around his neck to get him even closer. Your senses are filled with his cologne, the lingering scent of his shaving cream and shampoo. Hoseok tastes like the champagne he drank and you’re beginning to feel dizzy from it. That or you’re running out of breath.

You whimper rather pathetically, but he doesn’t let up. Not until you push at his shoulder and he has to gather his self-restraint to part from you. 

You’re left panting heavily against him, lips swollen and Hoseok exhales before laughing. “I’ve always wanted to do that.” 

You grin. “Always?”

“I’ve been in love with you since we were kids. Practically.”

Never would you have thought Hoseok would kiss you against your lockers. It’s another memory you’re making in these walls even after years of graduating. But you’d like a second time to make up for all the others, so you start to tug Hoseok’s tie to get him closer again—

“Hey!” 

There’s an ear-splitting shout and the two of you flinch, whirling around to the end of the hall.

“You’re supposed to be in the gymnasium!” Old man Mr. Min is bumbling towards you with a cane, his voice surprisingly still full of power even when he looks like a sack of bones.

“Sorry!” You duck your head and before he can catch you, your hand entwines with Hoseok’s. The two of you dash down the hall as if you were still trouble-making high-schoolers.

Hoseok mutters in complete shock, “He’s still alive?!”

And you laugh, squeezing his hand just a bit tighter.

You return to the reunion and your heart is a bit lighter knowing this time, you don’t have to lie.

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S2 WISHFUL THINKING

hey hi hello! i haven’t really been active on tumblr but i wanted to get back into the swing of being active and posting often. so.

i decided i will take note of some of my predictions, hopes, wishes etc. for Season 2 of Rainbow High!

so i kinda wanna just cover the things we canonically have seen aka specific events and drama that has gotten introduced

- The New Roommates / Series 3 Girls

i feel like we will definitely see more of them within the coming episodes. rainbow high literally advertised the new teams as like… i think the second or third teaser for the new season

it’s interesting to me because. this makes me think of What The Runway Project is? what could it possibly be? i believe i made a post about this in the past but the main theory (and theory i believe the most in) would be a Stage Production of sorts. i mean… it makes sense!

the twins are both Performing Arts focus and are definitely the antags this season. so why wouldn’t they cause trouble in regard to a stage play? plus, bella is back. she’s literally a set designer! we have never seen her do any set designing (other than making a sketch) so it would be fun to see that! if river were to get more focus this season, he would definitely have an outlet to channel his Performing Arts creativity! plus… Daria is a song writer so like. imagine if we were to get music out of that? please. the possibilities are endless.

im also eager to see the series 3 girls dynamics. like are the rest of the girls (gabriella, georgia, emmy and daphne) all roomed together? do they get along? will they all be just as dramatic as stella, sheryl and daria’s dynamic?

but anyway. whatever the drama and the semester project is, the new teammates definitely seem to be playing a crucial role in this season.

- The Twins

i’m actually really eager to see more of them. i feel like not enough people are talking about them? season 2 is actually really interesting so far…. maybe more so than season 1… and i feel like we are going to have to thank the twins for that at some point lol

like. idek what they’re planning on doing but. i’m excited to see what it is! they’ll probably be involved in the semester project or at least causing problems to all of the roommates and teams. they’ll definitely have something going on with bella. and it seems that they have a good bond with karma (after the KWK we got). so maybe they’ll have input in any potential drama with Karma. which leads me to

- Karma VS. Violet

so. this drama has been teased at for like. ever. for what feels like forever.

this moment in Karma’s bio PLUS the commentary about violet from her and the twins in the recent KWK episode. but anyway. i’m actually super interested in whatever this drama could be??? like. why is karma watching.

we know violet adores karma, she really wants to have her in the vi life. so i’m sure she basically looks up to her! but like. will karma actually genuinely be nice with violet? keep a distance? make remarks like she did in her recent vlog? i don’t know. idk what to expect. of course it’ll have to do with vlogging or something.

- Bella

ok so there is a few things to note with bella. i’m still interested in if bella will accept to do an interview with Karma for her vlog? if so, i wonder how that would go. and i wonder how violet would feel about it. like the very last time bella was featured in vi’s vlog was on a bad note (even though they made up) but like. idk AAA

also i’m wondering how bella is gonna handle being back to rainbow high. because so far it seems she’s having trouble fitting in. will the key to her fitting in be Jade? will Jade help her figure everything out? or would it be someone else?

as much as i’d love Jade to be the reason Bella starts to feel more at home, i also love the other idea of Amaya being the reason bella feels comfortable again. Amaya was once the new girl (and of course in an awkward position because she was essentially a replacement for bella’s spot in the runway group) but. she didn’t fit in. she had to find her place at rainbow high… and it took her until the runway show to be able to truly feel comfortable.

and like. i’ve been rooting for bella/amaya dynamic for awhile now. i see a lot of potential in this duo. we know they somewhat have tension. i mean. bella had a really awkward confrontation with amaya and that was rly their first and last conversation. sure they’ve been around each other like in the music video, at the end of s1, and when bella walked into the girls dorm s2ep2 but like. that’s it.

SO ANYWAY. what i’m trying to get at is that these two definitely need to become friends. i mean. they have a LOT in common. i was talking about the new girl situation because i feel like they can relate in that way. they both had an awkward entrance into rainbow high and could bond over that. it took amaya awhile to feel at home at rainbow high… so maybe she could become friends with bella and help her feel at home! they’re both very determined leader types. they’re really passionate and! they have the same friend group! so why not become friends?

- Jade and Bella

of course i will wonder about these two! i have no clue what to expect with them. the fandom and myself are really really really wanting to see these two become a canon sapphic couple. i really want to see this happen! and mga knows this. mga knows we want to see jella happen. i mean, they literally snatched the ship name from us and plastered it into their vlogs. so they KNOW

anyway. these two are literally going through it rn. the way jade’s eyes lit up when she saw bella was back at rh. and now both of them are looking for each other and worried about each other. jade thinking bella is mad at her rn? please. i will sob. they are really holding off this jella reunion but i hope it’s for a good reason. i just want them to talk and have a good reunion… a hug……. happy tears, happy smiles…………..a love confession…

- Amaya

so i don’t really have much to say here but i’m just wondering about amaya this season. she’s definitely been advertised so much to the point that she essentially became like. THE main focus in season 1. this peeved some people but personally i loved amaya being like a sort of main character figure. she didn’t really take attention away from the other characters but also had that energy of being a main character anyway.

my point is, though, idk how she will play out in this season? like is she going to be as much of a main character as the main 6 are…. or will she play a bigger role? i have no clue. it seems bella is going to have a key focus this season, which makes sense, but it still just makes me wonder about amaya’s role this season

- Colin

i just hope this man does not get a development arc. i know some people want him to…. but i just. i don’t. i don’t understand. the point of him existing was to show that cheating is wrong and to display girl power. by teaching that skyler didn’t need a man to prove her worth. that she is her own person. her own strength! i really hope that colin and bella don’t have anything omfg.

- Winter Break

i’m really. REALLY excited for the winter break arc. it’s about time we get to see some backgrounds outside of rainbow high! plus the animated tidbits of ruby, sky, and violet in their wb outfits in the wb commercial was everything.

i’m so excited to see their new hairstyles, to see them with their snow gear and more. omg. of course i think the twins will be involved in this arc someone. krystal briefly mentioned the twins’ family having a ski lodge. and then of course we see sunny with her skis so like. yea!! i just wonder how these episodes would play out. or episode. but anyway like… will they just vibe? or will there be a problem of sorts? if it’s winter break then it probably won’t tie into school or like projects or anything like that

- Kia Hart

i’m actually hoping kia gets some focus this season. like. what is she going to do? is she going to pair another couple together? (if so, please be jella. okay wait seriously what if she is the key to reuniting jade and bella together… anyway) i just hope to see more of her and possibly more of her and krystal together haha. but kia just vibes so far, it would be lovely to get more of her!

- The A’s

so ainsley is finally beginning to get some attention! i really hope we continue to get more of her as well as avery, and aidan of course! we did get a bunch of content of aidan but you can never have enough honestly.

but i just wonder about how the A’s will be this season. like will they do anything significant? are bella and avery going to remain close? what is going on!!!

- The Malibu Line

so we literally know nothing about this except

but i still wonder like. if we will get to see anything about it at any point during the web series. perhaps it would be more of a summer thing. but it definitely means something if Bella is in it! (also i’m just generally excited for her new doll. omfg.)

- The Rock Line

so we also know almost nothing about this except

saw someone discuss that the music being heard during s2ep2 could be in regards to the rock battle. honestly. what if this is some sort of project? battle of bands or something? that would be cool lol. anyway i’m intrigued for this line mainly because of all the clothing leaks we have been getting omg.

- The Slumber Party Line

we have known about this for a little while (with the theory of the baby blue girl being in it) but i’m just curious as to who the characters are and if they will be in the web series at all.

- Jett Dawson

okay so. this is a big one. jett being a collector doll, i feel like she’ll definitely play a crucial role in the series. so like. who will she be to the main characters? it says she’s generally nice. why was she giving that look to the girls after their runway performance? IDK! i have no clue what to expect with her. i feel like the expectations i had for amaya (before we knew anything about her) will be put into jett because. the vibes i got from amaya ever since we just had her doll… i am also kind of getting from jett. so i’m eager!

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Home: chapter one

azriel x reader (acotar) 

summary: (y/n) is a daughter of Persephone, still recovering from the trauma of her fall into Tartarus and doesn’t have time for a stupid, handsome, annoying, stunning, injured man. But now they’re stuck together in the middle of nowhere and there only chance of getting home is if she can heal him, and fast. 

warnings: big spoilers for mark of Athena and house of Hades, also some for the acotar series, eventual smut, blood, PTSD, graphic descriptions of violence, injuries and torture, enemies to lovers so az is a bit of a dick to start, swearing

word count: 2.8k 

a/n: this is the first proper fic I have written in so so so long and i’m legit nervous to post it so pls be nice, plus feedback is always appreciated. there are more parts to come, I’m not sure how many yet but i’m going to try post regularly! message me if you wanna be tagged and i’m gonna try figure out how to make a masterlist :) 

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The view from your window was beautiful yet haunting. Your eyes roamed over countless wildflowers, yet your stare would linger on a poppy or a Red Admiral butterfly and you were back there. You were tied down and crying, body and brain equally numb until another searing lash stripped your back of flesh, white-hot pain rushing through your body and forcing an involuntary cry to tear from your lips.

You quickly stood, wiping your hands down your skirt in an attempt to quell the memories surfacing, the ones you had desperately tried to supress since you had fallen. You quickly moved, all but running to the bathroom, needing to do something, anything, so long as it got you out of your head. You stopped when you caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror, looking exactly as you felt. The dark circles under your eyes from nights spent with hot tears flowing freely down your cheeks and into your hair and ears made you look ghostly, paired with the dull tone your skin had taken on, losing its natural glow. You looked as empty as you felt, a shell of the person you once were.

Tears welled in your eyes, but you quickly moved away, instead walking to the kitchen, the nausea from not eating overcoming you, yet the thought of eating just made you more nauseous. You found an apple at the bottom of a practically empty fridge and cleaned it softly, then used a blade to cut it into four, forcing it down, repeating the benefits it gave your body as you went, the basic information you had learned in your high school biology class, using the information to push through the sick feeling residing in your stomach, and instead focusing on the energy you desperately needed.

Your gaze drifted to the ajar door that led to your expansive garden, the cottage you lived in itself was small, but your garden was your pride and joy, your power sifting through all the plants in it, bringing them to life in ways of indescribable beauty, nearby animals coming to exist in harmony, safe under the care of their protector. But recently the usual vibrancy of the garden was dimming, the grass turning yellow and the plants wilting. There were no deer napping under bushes and barely any birds taking full advantage of the seed you laid out for them. You pushed past the door and into the garden, the plants brightening as you trailed your hands over their leaves. You found your favourite spot to sit in and dragged your fingers through the grass, smiling despite yourself as it visibly perked up, turning greener instantly. Your gaze trailed to a ruby throated hummingbird that had landed on the special feeder you left out for them, your breath hitching at the red colour, mind instantly returning to the dark, unable to tear your eyes away from the innocent bird.

The first thing you remember seeing was red, red water flowing like blood, red rocks beneath your bent knees, and your skin tinted red from dried blood seeping out of the wounds the chains around your wrists had inflicted on you. You sought to remember where you were, your mind drifting back to how you clung to Annabeth, your stomach aching from what must have been a broken rib, even as she was roughly pulled backwards, even as Percy desperately grabbed her, falling over the edge too, not quite reaching Nico’s shaking hand as he desperately tried to save you. You remembered been torn from their grip during the fall, a Fury hoping for a demi-god it could pick apart, you remember Annabeth screaming they would save you. But you don’t remember landing here, and you don’t remember the chains being attached to your wrists and ankles, or your shirt being removed, a choice you decided couldn’t mean anything good. However, you knew you would never forget the dark chuckle you heard behind you. Or the colour red.  

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Azriel didn’t know where he was. He knew he wasn’t in his world at least, but that was as far as his knowledge went. He was simply tired after a long mission far away from Velaris and his family and had tried to travel through the shadows to his home. Yet here he was, farther away from home than he had ever been and absolutely exhausted. He stepped out of his shadows and had to blink as the tallest buildings he had ever seen came into view. He absentmindedly took a step forward, then another until he was roughly shoved into, a man with a thick accent he couldn’t place swearing at him. His head whipping around as he got his bearings and moved to follow the direction more people than he could believe were walking until the crowd thinned out.

With less people present he slowed his pace, hands drifting to his pockets when civilians stared, old insecurities that never really left him rising to the surface, and instead took the time to admire the strange world he was in. the fashion in this new world was vastly different to his own, groups of girls congregating in tiny shorts and tight tops, next to groups in which there were girls in all black and boys in skirts. There were men and women dressed sharply talking quickly to no-one in particular, with hands pressed to their ears, there were people in rags begging for money and there were people dressed in ways he couldn’t even fathom to understand. By the time he reached the end of the street he was sure he had seen everything, and walked onto a more recognisable street, one with smaller buildings, unlike the magnificent glass structures, made from stone and wood and with friendlier faces behind stalls filled with food he recognized along with food he had never seen before.

He made his way through the market, losing track of time, the initial anxiety he felt seeping away, if he got here, he could easily return home, right? Instead, he chose to focus on the culture of this new world, determined to tell his family of the wonder he had uncovered, faintly hearing different languages from people’s conversation, and music coming from the open window of what he presumed was a coffee shop. He distantly wondered if they could see his wings, as no-one eyes lingered the way he had grown used to, in fact it seemed they couldn’t look at them, he presumed humans in this world simply had a natural glamour preventing them from seeing fae, that being said however, no matter how hard he tried he couldn’t spot another fae.

Eventually he reached the end of the street and decided he should return home now in order to stop his family from worrying, searching for a shadowed alley so as to not draw to much unwanted attention to himself. He walked to an alley that he decided would do the trick, excited to share this adventure with his family, but stopped short when he came face to face with a girl in a short skirt with incredibly pale skin and fire-like hair leaning over a passed-out man, sucking blood from his neck. She looked up when he approached and he saw that her hair was not just fire-like but literally fire, and her eyes were glowing red, and angry. More alike her then came out of the shadows, he quickly counted six, sighing as he pulled Truth-teller out of its sheath.

Shit. I am not in the mood for this.

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You strolled through your favourite farmers market in NYC, the colours that filled the stalls always bringing some cheer back into your life, along with the thought of home-made meals and your practically overflowing basket, filled with fruit, vegetables, bread, and other necessities, but not meat, not since the animals started speaking to you when you first arrived at camp, and nothing red, you still couldn’t face that.  

You made a quick stop at your favourite coffee place, opting to get your drink to go, only making polite conversation when you had to, and smiling through any other interaction. You were soon ready to leave, basket and dusty blue corduroy jacket slung over one arm, cup in that hand and your phone that the Hephaestus cabin had adapted in the other, when you heard pained grunts and the cackle of a monster you wished you could just forget already from a nearby alley.

You gave a pained sigh, looking longingly at your coffee before chugging it and throwing the cup in a nearby bin, making your way over to the alley. When you got there, you saw an unnaturally dark alley filled with a gaggle of Empousa surrounding a tall, winged man who was fighting incredibly well but clearly hadn’t gotten the celestial bronze memo, as his blade was defective.

“Long time no see ladies” you said, smirking at the growls that tore from the back of their throats as they tore around to stare at you, recognition in their horrifyingly red eyes. “What no hugs, no happy reunions?”

“You.” The middle one snarled, lunging forward, only to be cut down by the thick, green vine you had grown, intertwined with strands of celestial bronze you kept wrapped around your wrists disguised as thin, looping bracelets, and exploding into dust which you nonchalantly wiped from your shoulder.

“Whose next,” you laughed as three of them leaped at you, two staying behind and keeping the winged man, who had taken to staring at you with an unreadable expression, occupied. You destroyed them quickly enough to see the man falter as one of the Empousa force their talon like nails into his side, twisting it and pulling it out. You rolled your eyes, moving to pick up his slack, wrapping the vine around its neck and pulling until it exploded into the fine dust. The man was on the floor now, clutching his side, as you stalked forward to the final monster.

“You know I really just wanted a chill day,” you complained,

“I remember you,” it hissed, smiling at you with razor sharp teeth.

You fought a shudder and forced the memories down, “I’m glad I made an impression.”

“They want you back you know, we never got to finish playing.”

You snarled and went to move, but it was too fast, and you realised your mistake in waiting too long as it released a piercing cry that must have notified monsters from miles away, “shit,” you muttered under your breath, killing it quickly and moving to the winged man’s side.

“Hey, any chance those wings are good at flying,” you asked, “cause we’re about to be swarmed and I really just wanna get home.” You put his arm over your shoulders and dragged him up, grunting under his weight.

“I-it, poison.” Was all he said, fully leaning on you.

“Shit, okay um,” you racked your brain for an idea, furrowing your brows when you saw monsters start coming around the corner, eyeing you like their favourite toy. The man looked up from beneath his thick, dark hair before cursing and tightening his grip on your shoulder.

“Just hold on,” he said,

“What? Wait no!” you shouted, clinging to his arm as suddenly you were engulfed in darkness, only to suddenly be blinded by bright, hot light, forcing your eyes closed.

When you opened them again, you were on a sandy beach facing an impossibly blue ocean. Your mouth fell open and you turned to ask the man some questions, (or yell at him you were yet to decide) just in time to watch him collapse, falling onto the sand with a soft thud, red blood steadily flowing out of his side, the blood draining from your face at the sight.

Shit.

--

You stared down at the man in disbelief for at least two minutes. He can shadow-travel. Is he a son of Hades? Gods know I don’t need another step sibling. Also, where the fuck am I? Why a beach? Is it LA? I might marry him if it’s LA. A million thoughts raced through your head as you stared at him, guessing that the unnatural darkness you saw before must have come from the shadows you could now see were surrounding him, protecting him from the light and, when you moved closer, you. From what you could see, he was handsome, if not slightly dead looking, thick, dark hair and a lean, muscular build. Wait dead looking? You cursed jumping into action, checking his pulse, relieved when you found it, before moving to his side using the knife you kept tucked into your boot to hack through the leathers he was wearing in order to reveal the gash.

It wasn’t wide but seemed deep as it was gushing dark red blood, you blanched and screwed your eyes shut at the sight, fighting the memories of your own dark red blood. You opened your eyes purposefully not looking at the cut as you used his torn leathers to put pressure on the cut and start dragging him up the beach to an area you could grow the thin vines you would need as makeshift stitches.

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Azriel woke to an extreme discomfort in his side, in a place he didn’t recognise. He pushed up into a sitting position, wincing at the reminder of his wound, and looked around, finding himself shirtless, surrounded by trees on a sandy floor. A girl was sitting cross-legged, staring- no- glaring at him and he felt himself return a confused expression, vaguely remembering her as the girl that had killed the monsters that he could have sworn were completely invulnerable.  

“What are you?” She asked suddenly, her bluntness taking him by surprise, but before he could answer she continued, “I mean I’m presuming you’re some sort of child of Hades, given you shadow travelled, but I don’t understand what else, cause you’re defo not part human?”

“Hades?” he asked, frowning at the words he didn’t understand.

“Yeah?” she asked slowly, raising her eyebrows at him as if it was something obvious.

He scoffed, “I don’t need to tell you anything.”

“Oh, is that so? No thank you or anything? I mean it’s not like I saved your life and I mean least of all I would expect an apology.” She was rambling as she stared at him in disbelief.

“An apology?”

“Yeah, for getting me stuck here.”

“Where’s here?”

“Fuck if I know,” she threw her hands up in exasperation, “I thought you know, I’ve done enough, I’ll let him find a cure for that poison on his own, I just wanna go home, so I decided lets get my bearings. I’ll find a high place and work out where I am, only to climb to the top of a fucking mountain and realise you got us stuck on a fucking Island!”

He slowly stood, bracing himself on a tree, as she remained sat, levelling him with an unimpressed stare. He shook his head, not needing to babysit this girl, and instead shot up from the ground, flying above the island to see she was in fact correct, there didn’t seem to be land for miles.

Suddenly, a sharp shooting pain went up his right side and he lost control of his balance for a second, all but plummeting to the ground.

“Yeah you shockingly haven’t healed completely yet,” the girl said moving to his side and pushing away his maimed hands from his wound, barely even glancing at the scars, “I have some ideas as to what will cure the poison, but if you want to fly away and leave me to die here, be my guest,” every word was dripping with sarcasm and he fought back a growl at her as she inspected his wound, were he saw he had torn the peculiar, green stitches.

He watched her carefully, not fully trusting her, as she inspected his stitches, furrowing his eyebrows when she significantly paled at the sight of his blood. “What scared of a little blood,” he instantly regretted the biting words when she snarled at him and put more pressure on the wound than was necessary, feeling slightly guilty given she had saved his life, but her attitude was infuriating, and he just wanted a hot bath and food.  

“Okay, so here’s what’s going to happen, I’m going to stitch you back up, and then we’re gonna find a lake or some source of fresh water, you’re going to heal extremely quickly so you can take us back home and you’re not going to give me anymore shit? Kapeesh?” The stare she gave him could’ve rivalled his own in terms of intimidation, but instead of challenging her he just nodded, setting his jaw.

“Good. Now, nice to meet you, I’m (y/n),” she said reaching out a hand,

“Azriel.” Was all he said, meeting her small, soft hands in his rough, scarred ones, the difference in texture astounding him, still not entirely used to touch, and ignored the tightness in his chest when she offered him a cocky smirk.

[the-killer-queenie]

Good Impression (Tommi Lalli x reader)

Inspired by this video and by suggestions of a couple of anons, I presented you all this Tommi/reader fic

Words: 1438

English is not my native language so sorry for the mistakes/typos you might found.

Note: for the sake of the story, let’s pretend Tommi lives in Helsinki and not in Oulu.

Hope y'all enjoy it!☺️

Tommi’s parents have invited you to spend the weekend at their house since it was going to be Tommi’s grandma's birthday and there would be a family reunion to celebrate it back in Oulu.

You hadn’t really ever left Helsinki or its surroundings, your work and studies tying you to the capital, so you were pretty excited to have this mini road trip all the way up to Tommi’s natal city and to get to know his family. It wasn’t exactly a “meet the parents” situation, since you’ve already met them one time when they were in the city visiting Tommi. So you weren’t extremely nervous although the usual bad scenarios popped up in your mind from time to time.

The night before leaving, you were sitting on the floor of your shared bedroom, still trying to pack your bag. Tommi was on his phone, already laying in bed, since you planned on leaving early in the morning.

“Babe, which blouse should I take, this green one or the black one?” you asked, showing both options to him.

“I’d much prefer you without one,” Tommi said without looking up from his phone.

“Always the tease,” you said as you decided on one of them and put it on your bag.

“Remember it’s only a weekend though and it won’t be that fancy of an event…”

“I know, but I just want to make sure I leave a good impression,” you replied as you closed your bag, deciding you already had everything you’ll need for the weekend.

Having finished packing, you crawled into bed next to Tommi, who left his phone on the nightstand and wrapped his arm around you.

“There’s no way you won’t be leaving nothing but a good impression, prinsessa” Tommi whispered in your ear as you drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, you woke up to an empty space next to you and to sounds coming from the kitchen. Someone was not wasting any time. After having some quick breakfast Tommi had prepared and loading your bags in the trunk of the car, you were ready to leave.

“Ready kulta?” Tommi asked as he put his sunglasses on.

“Ready Tommi-bear.” you answered as you opened the music app on your phone. You have spent the week prior crafting a playlist to blast through the road trip. It had some of yours and Tommi’s favourite songs plus some duet worthy songs, since you weren’t oblivious of the fact that Tommi had a beautiful voice. So of course you didn’t waste any chance you got of hearing it.

“Ok, here we go,” he said as you pressed shuffle on the playlist.

The first song that came through the car’s speakers was Dancing Queen by ABBA. Tommi chuckled. “I thought you made the playlist, not Aleksi,” he ironically said, commenting on how the dark haired DJ plays that song on concerts, soundchecks and pretty much whenever he gets the chance.

“Hey, it’s a good song.” you said and started singing along. Tommi smiled and eventually joined in.

After a couple of duets passed by, you suddenly shut up, leaving Tommi singing on his own. He didn’t realise it wasn’t a duet anymore until a couple of minutes later, when he turned his sight from the road to you, who were softly smiling at him.

“What?” Tommi asked, and you could swear he slightly blushed.

“You should sing more often, you know?”

“Oh shut up,”

“I really mean it! Maybe I should text Niko or Joel…”

You told him how his voice was really lovely and soothing but he just brushed it off, although you could see a little smirk growing on his face.

The ride went really well and smoothly. You both chatted about everything and nothing, music playing on the back as you made sure to get some chill songs besides the karaoke worthy ones.

Since Tommi had made the road countless times, mostly because of Blind Channel gigs, he recounted some funny stories with the boys as some places you were driving though made him remember about them. Of course, the anecdotes were nothing but pure Blind Channel chaos which had you laughing up to the point of crying.

Speaking of Blind Channel, you had thrown into the mix one or two of their songs so when they came into the shuffle, you headbanged like there wasn’t a tomorrow and randomly played air drums, trying to copy Tommi’s moves when on stage, which made him laugh out loud.

“Maybe I could give you some drum lessons when we go back,” he said while tapping his fingers to the beat of the song.

You bit your lip. The image of you sitting on his lap while giving you drum lessons presented you with thousands of thoughts that you decided to keep for yourself, at least until you got back to your apartment back in Helsinki.

As you were getting closer to Oulu, you asked Tommi who he thought would be at his grandma’s party. Tommi started listing an incredible number of people, describing them and telling how they were related. Basically giving you a sort of brief of his family. But as the list grew, your nerves too started to rise up.

You passed through a sign telling you were now entering Oulu and you became quieter and started mindlessly tapping your foot. Tommi noticed the sudden change of the atmosphere.

“Hey, you’re gonna make a hole on the car’s floor if you keep with the tapping,” he said, trying to bring up the lively spirit again.

You giggle and stop with the tapping, but remained silent while looking at the passing scenery through the window.

“Nervous?” Tommi asked.

“Yeah, I guess... I mean, don’t get me wrong, I’m really excited to meet your family but at the same time there’s this voice in my head sort of panicking and questioning ``what if they don’t like me?´´” you confessed to him.

“Well, then I guess I’ll have to cut ties with them if they don’t like you,” he replied with a straight face.

You gave Tommi a playful punch on his arm.

“No, but in all seriousness, I can’t think of a simple reason they won’t like you. You know, I haven’t told you this but my parents didn’t do anything but praise you after meeting you. And I’m sure they already passed on their stamp of approval to the rest of the family,” he reassured you.

Tommi’s words comforted you and made you relax a little. You turned up the music and tried to enjoy the last couple of kilometres you got left of the trip.

You finally arrived at Tommi’s parents house, who were waiting for you on the porch. They greeted you both and asked how the trip was. But before you could answer, an old lady came out of the house, calling Tommi’s name. It was his grandmother. You recognized her from some family photos Tommi had shown you ahead of the trip. She made her way up to where you were all standing and you couldn’t help but melt at the sight of the height difference between her and Tommi when she went for a hug.

“So you’re the young lady that stole my Tommi,” the woman said as she turned around to look at you. You gulped, not sure if she was being serious or just messing with you. She must have seen the panic in your face as she clarified with a laugh, “I’m only joking. For what I see, he’s actually the lucky one,” she said with a warm smile. You blushed at the woman’s words and thanked her while allowing yourself to loosen up a little.

Tommi’s mum invited you to come into the house, since she had prepared something for both of you to eat after the long journey. As Tommi took out your bags from the car, the old lady intertwined her arm with yours and slowly began walking towards the house.

“Now, we have many things to chat about that grandson of mine. Like, have you noticed his nose…” she started saying, lowering her voice as if it were a confidence only you were allowed to hear.

“Ei, mummo, not again…” Tommi groaned, interrupting her while escorting both of you on the way into the house.

You just giggled and continued to listen to the old lady’s complaints of his grandson's features. You might disagree with her on that but as you start approaching the house, you started to feel at ease and though to yourself that it will be a fun weekend.

Ei, mummo = No, grandma (thanks duolingo)

yeah, sorry if the end sucked but I really wanted to make the reference to the q&a video.