#prompt: i'd like to hang out with you my whole life

[ryescapades-archived]

congratulations on 1k! i'd like to request for slice one + bakugo katsuki / karasu tabito + sfw + prompt 19 "do that again" ! i love both of them so you can pick whoever :D

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prompt: 19 - “do that again.” characters: bakugou katsuki (mha) x gn!reader contents: fluff, established rs, reader is physically smaller, petnames, kats in his timeskip, ticklish!reader ^^ wc ~ 700

a/n: tysm for participating nonnie! first time writing for kats btw yeee (his timeskip appearance did something to me oughggk)

the sound of the door opening catches your attention, and your voice dies down as you swivel your head back to look at the source of interruption.

“oh? is your man back?” a crackly tone comes from the video call you’ve been doing as your friend’s teasing from the other side goes ignored. you spare them a quick look, “yeah, he is. so i’m hanging up now, bye!”

you don’t bother to listen to their complaints as you end the call, letting the screen fade to black before turning back towards the incoming person. a giddy smile grows on your face as you take in his form clad in that tight, dark compression shirt that accentuates all those delicious sinewy muscles of his, “katsuki! didn’t think you’d be back this early.”

your boyfriend doesn’t give you a response as he closes the door behind him, walking towards where you’re standing inside the joined bathroom, door wide open with a row of skincare products sitting back by the sink. you’re in the middle of rubbing some moisturizer on your skin when a pair of sturdy arms snakes around your waist, katsuki’s figure appearing in the mirror in front of you.

“how’s your day, baby?” you greet, fingers drawing the fragrant substance in circles on your cheeks as his head of blonde brushes against you. katsuki rumbles out a hum, “‘s fine. missed your cute ass the whole time, though.” he gruffly says, giving you a little pat on the side of your hips.

you snort slightly, already used to his random touches. “my friend just told me that you’re the biggest sap ever and i couldn't agree more, you know?” you say, throwing him a knowing look in the mirror. “that so?” he mutters back, distracted by the slow and methodical way your hand glides over your own skin.

“mhm,” you affirm, feeling him tighten his hold on you which causes a small grunt to escape from your lips. “you stink, kats.” you jest, scrunching your nose up in a cute way that had him almost squeezing the life out of you from cuteness aggression.

katsuki raises a questioning brow, chin now tucked on your head as his crimson gaze roves over your face. a thought seems to pass over his mind then, his head lowering to bury itself into the crook of your neck before he nuzzles deeper to take in your homely scent. “'m making you stink even more,” he huffs, breath hot against your skin.

“wait, katsuki–” your protest is cut off when you erupt into a fit of giggles instead. “stop that, hahah– it tickles!” you didn’t notice it earlier, but it has been quite a while since he had last shaved, courtesy of the nature of his job. the slight scruff of his stubble bristles on your neck, making you raise your shoulders to push him away from your sensitive skin.

you’re all the more unaware of how his eyes dilate as the gentle sound echoes around the walls, his ears directing towards the lilted tone of your joy. “do that again,” he breathes out quietly, going back to snuggle his face into the junction where your shoulder and neck meet.

you snort, still coming down from that split second of whimsy, “pfft– do what, katsuki?” you turn your head over to look back at him, a look of incredulous passing over your features as you try to read his expression. his vermillion eyes are heavily lidded as he looks down at you, gaze softening and lips tugging up at the corners to form a lopsided smirk.

not even one second later, you’re suddenly spun around and carried up onto the counter which elicits a stunned yelp out of you. he crowds into your space, standing in between your parted thighs as he rests his forehead on your shoulder. “come on, sweets. let me hear it.”

“huh? hear what–” katsuki gives you no warning before his hands settle on your waist, giving you no mercy as he tickles you to oblivion.

your laughter now freely spills out, vibrating from your chest to his and resounding through the bathroom as he continues to draw out that delightful melody from your mouth. he can feel himself recharging from that alone, the weight lifting from his shoulders and all that prior fatigue from work quickly disappearing as his head swims in the aftermath of your glee.

fuck yeah, even if he dies right now, it wouldn’t be so bad because he gets to listen to the sweet sound of your happiness before he breathes his last.

©🅁🅈🄴🅂🄲🄰🄿🄰🄳🄴🅂. do not steal, translate or repost my work anywhere else !

[raven-cl]

For day 9's prompt for @stmarchmm, fake dating/courting!

You Wanna Piss Off Your Parents (Date Me to Scare Them)

WC: 3,201 | CW: none | Rating General Audience | Read on AO3

Eddie stared at the amount of money left in his account, finding it to be way too short of all the presents he was about to have to get in the incoming month. He hummed to himself thinking when Dustin threw his head over his shoulder, pausing his reading of the latest X-Men comic.

"What're you humming about?" he asked.

Sighing, the alpha just shook his head, "nothin, I'm just looking at my account right now. It's a little low for Christmas."

Dustin nodded his head in understanding, staring off in thought before brimming a bright smile, chirping, "why don't you do that boyfriend for his thing, but like if you wanna piss off your parents?"

Eddie looked at him with annoyed belief at the suggestion. "What?"

"You know how people will post up flyers saying they'll be a bad boyfriend for hire for a day at Thanksgiving when people are with their families? You should do that," the beta elaborated.

Scoffing, the alpha said, "that's stupid, I'm not gonna do something like that," moving to put his money related items away.

"Suit yourself, I'm telling you, you'll knock it out of the park with just your looks alone," Dustin sighed, closing his comic. Eddie threw him a glare, about to say something before the beta interrupted him to say, "I gotta go now though, I told the guys I'd go to the arcade with them."

And with that Dustin made his way out of the trailer, comic book in hand leaving Eddie alone with his thoughts.

Even though the beta had already left, and he was doing other things, the alpha couldn't get the suggestion out of his head, finally he decided that it was worth a shot, heading towards the library to go get his flyer printed out.

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Steve walked on the sidewalk stewing, having left the house when his parents showed up, particularly pissed off at the way they started picking apart his appearance and life choices again. He hated having to spend Thanksgiving with them, having to deal with them for a whole week and he was still a few days away from being free of them.

He paced while he waited for the crossing sign, wondering what the hell to do to get back at them, to do anything to annoy them as much as they annoyed him when a piece of paper stuck to the walkway caught his eye.

The title of the paper read "Mad at your parents? Hire me as your alpha to ruin Thanksgiving by being obnoxious!"and it immediately piqued his interest. The omega read it over, checking out everything the alpha said he'd do and his prices, noting the tier system he had for what he'd do for what price.

The most expensive package was set to 200 where'd be willing to be overbearing at dinner, act incredibly unsavory towards the customer in front of their parents and be an overall annoyance as much as they could. There was a number listed at the bottom that he assumed had to be the alpha and decided that he'd give him a call, that this would be the way he'd get back at his parents.

Choosing to let off some more steam before he went home, he walked around for a little while more, finally choosing to go home when his feet started to hurt and luckily managed to go back just as his parents were leaving.

Immediately he headed straight for the phones, picking it up and dialing the number that was written on the flyer that he'd seen. He listened to the dial tone, waiting for it to switch to a voice when someone finally picked up and answered, "'Munson residence."

"Hey, is this uh, the piss off your parents alpha?" Steve started, his voice unsure.

Quickly the voice confirmed, "oh yeah, that's me. You inviting me out?"

"Yeah, yeah I do, I wanna get the full package, the most expensive one," the omega told him.

"Okay, can do. I accept cash payment up front before we hangout with your parents," the alpha said. Continuing on his sentence, "are there anything specific you want or need when I show up?"

Shaking his head as if the man on the other end could see, he answered, "no not really, just don't dress like you're some super rich pretentious asshole."

The alpha hummed into the phone then asked, "m'kay sweetheart, what's the address I'm showing up to?"

Steve rattled off his address to him and they worked out the little details of the alpha coming, like time and parking. Once they were finished, the omega hung up and began counting the seconds until Thanksgiving came.

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Eddie drove his van up the street of Loch Nora, looking for the house number that he was told over the phone. When he finally found it, he pulled in to their driveway, parking right where he was told to. He looked around, slightly nervous but powering through it, opening his door and stepping out.

Swiftly though the front door opened and closed and he heard footsteps jogging against the concrete towards him. The alpha was greeted by a rather cute omega nearly as tall as he was, with fluffied brown hair and matching brown eyes, wearing a long sleeved polo with a button up underneath and jeans.

"Hey, so you're Eddie right?" the omega asked, looking at him up and down.

Nodding his head, "yup, that's me. You're Steve?"

Steve confirmed his name, checking him out from head to toe again stating, "wow, yeah you look great, they'll hate you."

The omega chuckled as he gawked at him, the alpha giving him a humored huff, glad Steve was apparently happy with the fact Eddie wore something he'd wear anywhere else. "Anything's okay? Nothing you want me to specifically not do?" he asked, checking one more time for good measure.

"Everything's fine, just nothing too over the top I guess? Be obnoxious, not too crass," Steve clarified before reaching into his pocket. "Oh, here you go by the way, before I forget," stretching out his hand for the alpha to take his money.

With a smile the alpha pocketed it, saying, "okay let's go then," and placed a hand on the omega's hip, right by his ass as they made their way up the steps.

On they way up the steps, he began scenting Steve enough that he had a faint scent of the alpha on him. Once they passed the threshold, he subtly took in the house, amazed at just how large it was inside and how much free space was inside. When they entered there was a couple walking around the house, an older male alpha and an equally as old female omega, who he assumed were the parents he was there to piss off.

"Hey so this is my alpha Eddie that I was telling you about," the omega said, ushering Eddie to shake their hands. "Eddie, these are my parents."

He could see the way both of his parents, breath stilled as they looked at him, the father staring intently for a second at the hand on his son's hip, but still reached both their hands out to shake his.

"Hey it's nice to meet you guys," Eddie said with a smile, choosing to go a rather casual way of getting them but nothing too informal.

He could see the way the mother had a bit of a strained smile and thought about what a joy it was gonna be to mess with them. They greeted him back and they stood there rather awkwardly for a moment before the older omega broke the tension by suggesting they head over to the dinner table.

"So… Eddie," the older alpha started with an emphasize on his name, "what do you do for a living?" he asked as they all got seated, the parents sitting next to each other while Steve sat next to Eddie.

"I work as a mechanic," he lied, answering him with a warm smile as he accepted his plate from the omega. The table was already set and he immediately began scooping mashed potatoes onto his plate before the omega's father could get a chance to.

He purposefully ignored the subtle incredulous stare he got from the older couple, although he did notice the way Steve was biting his cheek to keep from smiling. From the moment they met, the omega's scent was sweet, blooming happy vanilla sweet pheromones as he had gotten closer to the alpha.

It was cute and smelled delicious, and Eddie couldn't help but keep his scent matching his, even with the way he was purposefully getting on Steve's parents nerves.

After blinking away the shock at the sheer audacity and reaching for the spoons, the father asked, "are you in school?

"Nope, I'm just mainly working for right now," the alpha answered easily, carefully peering out the side of his eye to not make it obvious, watching as Steve was hiding his face while he served his own plate.

Not skipping a beat, the older omega asked, "do you ever plan on going to school for something, I don't know," taking a breath and looking around as if she was figuring out how to phrase her words, "for a grander job?"

"Maybe at some point, not right now for sure though," Eddie said, getting a quick glance from the both of them.

It was quiet for a while, neither parent apparently knowing what to say before Steve's mother quipped up, "so, where did you guys meet?"

"At the mechanic shop actually, I was the one working on his car," Eddie said, organizing the his plate to have a spot for the turkey.

"Oh, was there something wrong with his car that he just… hadn't told us about?" She questioned.

"No, nothin' like that, just getting a check up is all," he finished, looking up towards the turkey once he felt he had sufficient space.

Sighing, his mother huffed, "Steve, why don't you have some peas, they're not there for just decoration."

Taking a deep exasperated breath, the omega said back, "I've said I don't like them."

Rolling her eyes she meanly pointed out, "well at least your boyfriend isn't a picky eater," looking down at his plate that had a little bit of everything on it. From this close, he could smell the way Steve's scent slightly faltered. Hoping to cheer him up just a bit, he brushed their ankles together, sneaking in a look at him.

The older alpha held out his hand stopping Eddie even though he hadn't made a move at all, saying out loud to everyone although he knew he was specifically talking to him, "I'll be carving the turkey for us." The young alpha shared a small glance with the omega, a grin blooming on his face once he saw Steve was smiling about how his parents were clearly bothered.

As the omega's father started cutting into turkey, plating his wife's plate, Steve's mother asked the pair, "so how long have you two been going out?"

A smile still plastered on his face, he turned to look at the omega, not knowing how long they were supposed to be dating when Steve swiftly spoke up, answering, "just for a couple months."

"A couple months? And we're only hearing and meeting him now?" his father asked incredulous.

"Well it just never came up and I didn't know when to introduce you guys. Thanksgiving seemed as good of a time as any," the omega told him. That earned him an unapproving look from the older alpha but that was the last of it. Steve reached his plate over, letting his father plate it with the turkey. Once his was done, Eddie mimicked the motion, letting himself be served as well.

When everything was set, Eddie immediately began eating alongside Steve, shoving the food into his mouth without being too messy.

The mother looked at him for a minute with her brow furrowed before she began eating herself. She tried making conversation again, referring to the alpha, "so did you grow up around here?"

Eddie hummed an affirmative, "yeah I've been in Hawkins my whole life."

"So you went to the same school and everything as Steve here?" the older alpha quipped.

Nodding his head, "yup, I was just two years above him."

"Oh so you're older than he is?" she asked, looking over at him.

Once again he just hummed a confirmation, not answering them properly and he could see out the corner of his eye the way they were becoming more agitated with him.

"Are you planning on staying in Hawkins or do you plan on trying to move to a new city at some point?" his father asked, though with his tone it was starting to be more of an interrogation.

Casually, like he had no idea that he was annoying them, "uh, I'm just going with the wind y'know, going wherever it wants to take me." He could practically see the gears turning in the older alpha's head, forming a highly negative opinion about Eddie.

They ate in an awkward silence for a little bit, Steve and Eddie occasionally bumping their feet together want sharing pleased glances. After awhile, his parents foolishly tried again to make small talk. "Do you ever plan on courting of having children with our little Steve?" his father asked, gesturing towards the omega as he spoke.

"Oh I hope to pup your son someday," Eddie said with a smug grin, putting a hand that was clearly high up on the omega's thigh even from their obscured view on the other side of the table.

Nervously chuckling the older omega said, "don't do anything too hasty," shifting her eyes back and forth from Eddie and her son's now flushed face.

"Don't worry I won't do anything too untoward until I've courted him proper and we're together" and it was obvious that his mother did not like that, not with the way her eye slightly twitched at his implication that they'd still be doing things before being tied down together. The older alpha also gave him a disapproving look, lightly tapping his fork against his plate.

They left it at that, finally deciding that it just wasn't worth it trying to talk to him anymore, eating in silence. Soon after they finished their meal, all of them getting up once everyone was done. Eddie grabbed his plate, planning on taking it to the sink only to have it taken from him by Steve's mother.

He put his hand back on Steve's waist, watching as the omega's parents walked around. Steve guided him back into the main room where they stood, waiting for his parents to finish up so the alpha could leave as per their agreement.

It didn't take long for the married couple to come meet them, both of their postures tense as they stared the alpha down.

"Okay, well I think I gotta get out of here, gotta making stuff everything's alright at home with my uncle y'know?" the alpha said with a grin, stroking Steve's side before giving it a few pats.

His parents nodded and Eddie reached out his hand towards them to shake it, waiting for one of them to take it up before he said, "it was nice to meet the both of you."

"Same to you," the older alpha gritted out, settinghis hands on his hips as he waited for the Eddie to leave.

Looking over to Steve who was glancing at the three of them, he finally spoke up, "I'm gonna walk him out," pulling at him. The pair turned on their heel and walked out the door, strolling down the driveway.

"Oh my god, did you see they faces?" Steve giggled, "man they couldn't stand you, I'm sure they're glad the both of us are outside right now."

The alpha laughed with him, letting his touch linger longer than he needed to on his waist, still keeping a warm hand on it. The alpha moved to stand in front of him, about to make his way to the driver's side when he noticed a movement in the window.

"By the way, Steve, don't look now but your parents are standing right in the window staring at us," he told him, keeping a subtle eye on what they were doing.

"Holy shit, no way they're watching us right now," the omega huffed, rolling his eyes though he was still smiling.

Giving him an amused look Eddie asked, "you wanna seal the deal? Make em really think we're together?"

A blush spread brightly across the omega's cheek and he thought he was the cutest thing, happy when Steve agreed to it. The alpha cradled the omega's face before leaning in to kiss him, checking to make sure his parents were still watching when they pulled back. Sure enough they were though they quickly left and he smirked, finally bidding Steve goodbye and driving all the way home, slightly mourning the fact that he'd probably never get to see Steve again.

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"Who was the person you went out with anyways?" Dustin asked, as he watched Eddie sew on a patch on his jacket.

"Some little rich omega named Steve," Eddie answered, focused on pulling the needle through the denim material.

"Steve?"

"Yeah, he lives on Loch Nora," the alpha replied, holding back the jacket to check how much he had left to do.

You went out with my fucking babysitter?!" that caused the alpha to look up from his planning, staring at him with wide eyes, the beta staring at him with an equal expression.

"Steve?? Steve is your babysitter? Tall, brown hair, lotta moles?" Eddie asked, gesturing to his body.

"Yes, that's him!" the beta exclaimed, pausing and squinting his eyes before asking, "did you like him?

His tongue got stuck in his throat before he managed to cough out, "yeah I thought he was really cute."

"Do you wanna date him? He's looking for an alpha he's just bad at flirting," Dustin said bluntly, watching the alpha for an answer.

"I mean- yeah, okay sure. I'd love to take him on a date, a proper one this time. Where I'm not… Trying to just upset his parents," Eddie replied honestly.

Nodding his head, he replied, "okay it's settled then, you guys are going out then."

"Hold on, how do you even know he wants to go out with me?" the alpha asked puzzled, looking up with a confused look on his face.

Shrugging like it was nothing, the beta told him, "well he mentioned that he met an alpha he likes but doubts he'll meet again and you're the only alpha he was with recently so. It has to be you."

At those words, the small grin began spreading on the alpha's face, Steve liked him and liked him enough to hangout again but didn't want to ask. Knowing that the beta was not going to let this go, Eddie continued sewing patches on his jacket, knowing soon enough he'd be meeting the omega again to have a date proper.

[thisapplepielife]

Written for @steddieholidaydrabbles.

Let Your Heart Be Light

Prompt Day 17: Lights | Word Count: 1000 | Rating: T | CW: None | Tags: Post S4, Eddie Munson Lives, Pre-Steddie, Steve & Wayne, Good Uncle Wayne Munson, Everybody Working Together

"What in tarnation?" 

Steve nearly falls off the roof of the trailer, but somehow finds purchase and hangs on for dear life, barely escaping toppling over the edge. His heart is pounding in his chest. He really thought he'd be able to do this without being caught.

But no, Wayne is standing there looking up at him.

"Christmas lights!" Steve hollers, as if that isn't blatantly obvious. 

"Figured that on my own, kid," Wayne drawls, and then takes a drag off of his cigarette. 

"Sorry," Steve says, holding onto the strand of lights, not wanting them, or himself, to fall. "Do you want me to take them down? I just wanted to surprise him when he comes home."

Wayne shakes his head, and Steve doesn't really know how to interpret that. No, don't take them down, or no don't stop? Wayne starts climbing the ladder, which wasn't even among the options Steve envisioned being possible. 

Eddie hasn't even been here before. He went from the hospital, straight to a rehab facility that Steve raised holy hell about until the government paid for it.

They created this mess, and Steve wasn't about to let them get by with their obvious plan to just let Eddie just suffer, barely slapped back together. He may never be good as new, but Steve was bound and determined to get him as close as possible. 

And it's been months. It's not quite Christmastime yet, but Steve thought this might be a nice sight when Eddie finally gets home.

Wayne leans against the trailer, and points a finger, "You'll need to secure those a little bit better, or the wind will get 'em faster than you can put 'em up."

Steve just nods like he totally understands what he's being told.  

He's not exactly sure how he'll secure them to metal any better than he already has without doing permanent damage, which he was obviously trying to avoid.

"Hang on, I think I still got the clips I used when Eddie was little. Out in the shed, maybe. I don't know where anything is these days after the move," Wayne mutters, like Steve should know about the clips, or where they might be. 

But Wayne disappears down the ladder, and it takes a long, long time, but he finally comes back with clips that he'd obviously made himself at some point in the past.

They're magnetic. 

Gutters aren't magnetic, and Steve learned that the hard way when he dropped the first one, but Wayne slides a washer inside the gutter, and like magic – magnetic.

And that's kind of brilliant.

"Did you make these?" Steve asks, holding it in his hand, looking at the magnet that's glued on the back.

"Yup," Wayne says with a nod, snapping the magnet in place, then running the strand of lights into the clip. It's perfect. "Old trailer didn't have guttering, but it had eaves."

Steve doesn't know what that means, but he nods.

And they work together, outlining the whole trailer, one clip at a time. It's relatively painless.

"You should sell these," Steve says, "like, the hardware store should stock them right next to the Christmas lights."

Wayne chuckles. 

Steve's serious.

"I'd help," Steve says, and Wayne laughs some more.

But Steve would, he really would. 

It's getting dark, and Wayne plugs the lights in. They look great. They'll be better when it's fully dark, even.

"Thanks for helping, kid," Wayne says, and it's not until Steve is pulling away that he realizes that Wayne made it seem like he'd done him a favor, and not the other way around.

"Well, look at that," Eddie says as Steve holds open his car door. He smiles up at the lights, and mission accomplished.

Several days later, Eddie's on the couch while they all bustle around the trailer.

Dustin is folding over the printed cardstock toppers. Smoothing the crease with a butter knife.

"Will drew this logo," Dustin says, and Steve knows that. They all know that. 

It's an assembly line they've got going after making more clips. Wayne only intervened once he realized they were trying to use a hot glue gun and not the J-B Weld he'd used. 

Once he'd straightened them out, showing them how to make them correctly, they got to work. Now, they're packaging them up. Counting them out and putting them into clear bags, then stapling the cardstock label to the top. 

They look good. 

The hardware store, Melvald's and the Big Buy all agreed to carry them. 

Nancy was persuasive, and didn't mention that they were designed by Wayne Munson. She'd just insisted they were invented and made locally, which they are, and that was that.

Steve hopes half the town buys a few sets to put up their holiday lights, and in the process, helps Wayne and Eddie recoup at least a fraction of what was taken from them after half the town lost their fucking minds, trying to pin everything evil that's ever happened in this hellhole on Eddie's shoulders.

"How many do we have?" Nancy asks, notebook and pen in hand. 

"Two hundred and fifty sets," Robin answers.

Maybe this will work, but if it doesn't, well, they tried. He bought the materials. Wayne insists he'll get his investment back, plus a cut. Steve's not interested in that, but agreed, just so Wayne would let them proceed.

Dustin did the math, and yeah, the mark-up is pretty great, without making them too expensive. 

Nancy already made Ted use them on their house, and she swears he's been telling his friends how easy they went up, no more staples ruining his shingles.

Steve himself lined the entirety of his own house with lights, and sold his neighbors on the clips after they saw the finished product. It really does look great. His dad never hung lights, never had the time, but the house finally looks like a home with them up there, Steve thinks.

It's crazy, but this scheme just might work.

If you want to write your own, or see more entries for this challenge, pop on over to @steddieholidaydrabbles and follow along with the fun! 💡

Notes: Looks like a least one type Christmas light clips were patented in 2002, so Wayne really could have been cutting edge. Never, ever underestimate redneck engineering and ingenuity. I can remember the heavy duty staple guns coming out to hang lights, so if there were clips, they must not have been widespread. (I love a good research rabbit hole, but this seemed like a goofy place to spend any real time digging, haha.)

[joelalorian]

Masterlist

Series

Tides of Desire

Complete: TLOU no outbreak AU. Joel Miller is a luxury yacht captain running charters in the Caribbean. You join the crew as a deckhand and unexpectedly complicate Joel's peaceful existence. Basically the TLOU bunch on a Below Deck yacht.

Chapter One - A Prelude to the Open Sea

Chapter Two - The Adventure Begins

Chapter Three - The Cut of One's Jib

Chapter Four - Cut and Run

Chapter Five - Red Sky in Morning

Chapter Six - Edging Forward

Chapter Seven - From Stem to Stern

Chapter Eight - As the Crow Flies

Chapter Nine - Close Quarters

Chapter Ten - On Your Beam Ends

Chapter Eleven - All at Sea

Chapter Twelve - Turn the Corner

Epilogue

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Fall Into Me

dbf!Joel x f!reader, ongoing

Summary: Joel is hanging on by a thread as a single father to a tenacious 10-year-old Sarah. Feeling like he's drowning, like the world is about to spit him out, he needs some help before he breaks in half. At your dad's insistence, you show up in his life and change everything.

Story is inspired by the song Fall Into Me by Forest Blakk. Chapter titles will be lyrics from the song.

Chapter One: The Day That I Met You

Chapter Two: It All Turned Around

Chapter Three: No Mirror for Monsters

Chapter Four: Until I had met you there was no sun in my sky

Chapter Five: My whole world came alive

Chapter Six: And I knew my heart wasn't mine

Chapter Seven: I'll Catch You Darlin'

Chapter Eight: We'll Dance in the Street like Nobody's Watching

Chapter Nine: I'd Fall for You Twice if That's What You Wanted

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Petals of Affection

Complete. A floral mystery in three parts featuring Jackson!Joel x f!reader

Summary: A secret admirer gifts you a different flower and a riddle ten times before you put the clues together and discover that he's been right in front of your face the whole time.

Written for @morallyinept's Flora & Fauna challenge. Please check out all the wonderful works created in Jett's honor!

Part I

Part II

Part III

One-shots

Lost Cause

Summary: Joel thinks you shouldn’t waste your time on him. You disagree. Oneshot.

Warnings: Explicit MDNI; Jackson-era Joel; canon-ish but also not; drinking; mentions of cigarettes, drugs, dark thoughts, and death; unprotected p in v; oral (m and f receiving); interesting use of red wine; unspecified age gap; despair and hope.

Inspired by the song Save Me by Jelly Roll. Some of the lyrics have been woven into the story.

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Fevered Flame (Marcus Pike x f!reader)

Summary: When Marcus Pike lost himself in work after that debacle with Theresa, he didn’t expect to take on a sizzling new case in the quirky town of Truth or Consequences, New Mexico. Nor did he expect to meet you, an up-and-coming agent also looking for a fresh start. An unprecedented heatwave, mind-boggling art thefts, ancient Aztec legends, this case had the works. How would he ever solve the case with the temperature rising between you both?

This fic is my contribution to @iamasaddie's Little Lady Kinky May writing challenge. Prompts were Marcus Pike and Temperature.

WC: 10.4k – I’m sorry, I have no idea where all these words came from

[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FROM PRACTICAL MAGIC *  assorted dialogue from the 1998 film, adjust as necessary

sometimes i feel like there's a hole inside of me, an emptiness that at times seems to burn.

be careful what you wish for.

wish you could believe in me.

we have to banish him.

he wants me. just me.

what was that, [name]?

you know what? i wished for you, too.

let him take me.

the nudity is entirely optional.

it wasn't me, it was you.

we'll grow old together.

can love really travel back in time and heal a broken heart?

i think if you lifted my heart to your ear, you could probably hear the ocean.

don't die on me, [name], please.

i bet we even die on the same day.

of course you're going to see me again.

hang on to your husbands, girls.

what wouldn't i do... for the right guy?

i have this dream of being whole, of not going to sleep each night, wanting.

i took an oath to uphold the law.

life is perfect.

don't do that.

i'd like to think so.

i have never asked you for anything.

i feel like i'm never going to see you again.

what are you doing?

i came here to bring in the bad guy because generally that's what i do.

sometimes when the wind is warm or the crickets sing, i dream of a love that even time will lie down and be still for.

i just want someone to love me.

i want to be seen.

please do this for me. please?

hold on just a goddamn second. one step at a time.

that's how you came to live with us.

everything is just so blissfully normal.

i wish you could see us.

they like to meddle in people's love lives.

thought you never wanted to fall in love.

you're saying what i'm feeling is just one of your spells?

fall in love whenever you can.

when you find yourself the center of attention... it's not that they hate you. it's that... well. we're different.

you have the worst taste in men.

i was born with them.

since when is being a slut a crime in this family?

you ever put your arms out and spin really, really fast?

maybe i had my happiness.

you promised me that.

so what kind of... uh... craft do you do.

yeah. it's not real.

curses only have power when you believe them. and i don't.

all i want is a normal life.

that's the point.

yeah, well, you know. all relationships have problems.

that's what love is like. it makes your heart race. it turns the world upside down.

when are you going to realize that being normal is not necessarily a virtue?

well... it's what i want.

now that was me.

i don't want them dancing naked under the full moon.

the guy i dreamed of doesn't exist.

is that why they wanted to hang her? because she's a witch?

i don't even mind the beard.

there's a little witch in all of us.

what was that?

i'll tell you all you need to know.

one step at a time.

you think he's dead?

is he cute?

you came for breakfast? we're having pancakes!

what's wrong? cat got your tongue?

someday you'll explain this all to me.

[veren-cos]

HELLOOOOOO this is my first time requesting so I’m kinda nervous lol , but could you please do a fic where seb does period comfort? Like a whole fic and not headcannons pleaseee!

Sebastian (Sdv) x reader period comfort

Ngl I took the prompt and ran with it. I love writing period fics. I think there should be more.

"Ughhhhhhhh" You rolled over on your bed. Cramps were cramping like crazy. Just a heavy steady ache all over your lower back and hips. This was the worst.

You didn't feel like getting up. Getting up meant being productive. Getting up meant watering crops, and feeding animals, and everything a responsible farmer had to do. But getting up meant seeing Sebastian, which is the only thing that was motivating you.

But despite that. You still laid in bed. No matter how much you wanted to see your boyfriend, you were just in too much pain to do anything. And if you could see your boyfriend, you could take care of the farm. Which meant no seeing your boyfriend today.

*knock knock knock*

Unless your boyfriend came to see you? You groaned in the direction of the door, "come in, it's always open."

You heard light footsteps coming in your direction. "Babe?" You hissed as Sebastian turned on the lights. "You're not up yet?"

"Mmmmmm no.." You had forgot that the two of you were supposed to hang out today. He was coming over with pizza from the bar, and you were going to play Solarian Chronicles.

He set down the game and pizza and sat by you on the bed. "Is everything okay?" He pushed your hair out of your face as you adjusted under the blankets.

"Everything hurts. Cramps are kicking my ass." He nodded. Sebastian was pretty chill about all this stuff. And since you were planning on staying home anyways, it wouldn't make much of a difference.

He got up and shuffled around your closet. After a while, Sebastian came back with a heating pad for you. He plugged it in and tossed it to you. Then he grabbed the table nearby and brought it next to your bed. You honestly had no idea what he was doing.

Once he was finished with what seemed to be rearranging your whole room, he left again. This time, he returned with the game, a bottle of ibuprofen, and some water.

"You still able to play if you can stay in bed?" He sat next to you again, starting to set up your quest. He had brought everything you could need to your room, such a sweetie.

"Of course!" You attempted to sit up but it just made everything hurt worse.

He shot you a concerned look, "need help?" He reached behind you to hold you up. After a bit of shuffling you were upright.

"Mmmnn life hurts."

He laughed a bit, "I'd bet." He handed you the water and meds, "take these. And I know you have sprinklers, but I'm going to go finish watering your crops. And let out the animals, they just eat the grass then, right?"

You blushed a bit, how did you land a guy this nice? "Yeah, thank you. You really don't have to, I can do it before I sleep."

"No you can't. You hadn't even gotten out of the bed. And from the looks of you, you weren't planning on it. You just sit there a bit while I finish things up for you. If you're feeling helpful, finish setting up the game?" He softly smiled at you.

The rest of your day went really well. The two of you defeated a wizard and saved a town! You got all the loot, and successfully completed your quest. Sebastian put the pizza into your microwave, and the two of you ate in bed.

You barely got up, but in all fairness, you didn't really want to. Sebastian certainly wasn't overbearing, but he was shockingly attentive. He had brought the TV into your room, so he put on a shitty movie. Honestly his company was what made you feel better more than anything else.

His presence always made you calmer. Once the two of you got into the swing of your relationship, he was shockingly chill. After all of his initial nerves were taken care of anyways. Sometimes he was still a tad cautious though. He barely touched you all day!

You decided that that needed to be rectified right now. Of course, you appreciated that he respected your space. In general, but especially on your period. But more often than not you just wanted cuddles and you'd be damned if you didn't get them!

The two of you were sitting next to each other, so it wasn't necessarily difficult. The movie was crap anyways, so you just rolled to your side into his chest. He immediately went warm.

"Too cold?" He looked down at you. He had a small smile on his face.

"No," you adjusted yourself further into his lap. "Just wanted attention."

"Oh yeah?" He laid down instead of sitting so you could get comfortable. "I can do that." He wrapped you in his arms and gave you a kiss. He intertwined your legs, and planted a peck on your cheek. You giggled as you landed one on his nose.

You wrapped your arms around his waist and gave him a final kiss. He landed a few more pecks before laying his chin on the top of your head as you made some final adjustments. Sebastian truly made even the roughest starting day wonderful. You sighed, gave him a final hug, and listened to the horrible movie as sleep fell over the two of you.

An* hello!!! thank you for the request!! And don't be nervousss, more than likely, if an author takes requests, they absolutely love them! I know I do!! I hope you like it, I know it got kinda off topic and turned into a general fluff fic near the end, but it's still cute imo! I might edit some parts eventually because I'm so tired and this wasn't proofread- but yeah, hope you enjoyed!

Masterlist

[sanguineterrain]

ooohh werewolf!Jason with the prompt "you make me feel so safe" is giving my brain the good tinglies

hell yeah werewolf jay!!! hope u like aud <3

werewolf!jason todd x gn!reader. fluff, werewolf shift, wolf form, jason being worried about hurting the reader (ofc he doesn't tho he's my honeybunch sugarplum).

i rb all fics to @sanguinelibrary | requests are open!

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"Are you sure you want me here tonight?"

Jason stands at the doorway, looking unsurely at the pile of pillows, blankets, and your clothing that you've constructed into a semblance of a nest on your bed.

"Of course I do," you say, fluffing a pillow. "What side d'you want?"

Jason frowns harder and takes a step back. "I think I should go home tonight. I don't—what if I... what if something happens? What if I hurt you?"

"You won't hurt me, baby," you tell him, and draw the blinds closed. "You never have, remember? Batman monitored you when you came back."

"A hundred other things could go wrong—"

"And we've planned for that, Jay," you say gently. "But it's unlikely, remember? It's just like any other shift."

It's quiet for a long time. You finish setting up, until Jason speaks again.

"I'm so ugly."

You turn in alarm. "What? Jay, what are you—"

"I'm not one of those TV wolves you see on Animal Planet. I came back wrong. I'm scarred and my eyes glow horribly and I've got big teeth and a-a monster's face, and—"

"Hey." You put your hands on his face. His eyes slip closed and he leans into your touch. You rub your thumbs in circles on his cheeks.

"You're not a monster, Jason," you say, the very word upsetting you. "I don't care what you look like, alright? You don't scare me. You make me feel so safe, actually. Doesn't matter what form you're in."

His eyes fly open. "I don't wanna lose you," he says desperately.

"Oh, honey. Is that what you've been worried about? Jay, this isn't going to change anything between us. Even if something goes wrong, you won't lose me."

Jason stares longingly over your shoulder, at the bed. You smile and tug his hands.

"C'mon, we'll get comfy."

Jason stops at the edge of the bed. It's close.

"If something happens, don't hesitate," he says. "Protect yourself."

"It's alright," you soothe, reaching to run your hand through his hair. "Everything will be fine, Jay."

The shift is quicker than you expect. The moon rises to its highest point and there's the crack of bone and muscle, something that Jason assured you didn't hurt but you're still doubtful.

He's big as a wolf, bigger than his human self. It's true, he doesn't look exactly like a traditional wolf.

For a moment, when his eyes land on yours, your heart skips a beat. You understand who you've just entrusted your life with.

Jason tips his head uncertainly, and backs up. You reach out a hand.

"It's okay," you whisper. He'd told you his senses are on overdrive in this form. "Jay, it's okay. C'mon up."

Despite his size, the bed only creaks a little bit. Jason herds you to the center of the bed and then completely curls around you. His tail hangs off of the bed. You're dwarfed in his fur. You can tell he's trying hard to be as gentle as possible. He still hasn't relaxed, obviously waiting for the tiniest hint for you to push him away. The thought breaks your heart.

You wrap your arms around his neck and push your face close to his snout, nuzzling his head. Jason whines softly.

"No one I'd feel safer with," you whisper, and kiss the patches of scarred skin that have no fur. "And y'know what? You're way better than those Animal Planet hacks."

Jason chuffs, warm breath fanning your ear, and you squirm at the tickle. You burrow deeper into him, and Jason hesitantly accepts you, finally letting himself relax.

Jason keeps you warm the whole night.

[snoopyrpc]

romance (taylor's version). a collection of romantic dialogue prompts quoted from taylor swift's lyrics.

"take me home."

"i want your complications too."

"i thought you were leading me on."

"i knew you'd come back to me."

"will you kiss me on the porch in front of all your stupid friends?"

"everybody wants you."

"everybody wonders what it would be like to love you."

"i'll do anything you say."

"i'd be smart to walk away."

"it takes everything in me not to call you."

"i hope sometimes you wonder about me."

"i just like hanging out with you all the time."

"i'd like to hang out with you for my whole life."

"say you'll see me again."

"no one has to know what we do."

"i'm yours, but you're not mine."

"i love you, it's ruining my life."

"fuck it if i can't have us."

"i feel so high school every time i look at you."

"tell me about the first time you saw me."

"are you gonna marry, kiss, or kill me?"

"i can tell when somebody still wants me."

"my reputation's never been worse, so you must like me for me."

"is it cool that i said all that?"

"is it too soon to do this yet?"

"do the girls back home touch you like i do?"

"are you ever dreaming of me?"

"i pretend you're mine all the damn time."

"i don't want you like a best friend."

"only bought this dress so you could take it off."

"you're the kind of reckless that should send me running."

"you wish it was me, don't you?"

"please don't have somebody waiting on you."

[notmorbid]

the book of mother.

dialogue prompts from the book of mother by violaine huisman.

if only you knew how much i've done for you.

you sanctimonious little cunt.

deal with your own shit for once.

i'll love you like crazy for my whole life.

you don't know why you're crying?

well, how could i have known it was loaded?

is there an adult living here?

you're a living hell.

you've made a hell of a mess.

don't tell me you don't like ____.

one has to come down to earth, eventually.

the bigger the lie, the more plausible it is.

reality is always stranger than fiction.

the richer people are, the cheaper they are.

perhaps poetry can help a person live a little longer.

i can't help making a mess of things, everywhere i go.

if you want something done right, do it yourself.

the devil finds work for idle hands.

anybody can read books and quote from them like a moron.

restraint doesn't suit you. it's antithetical to your personality.

love and language: two things that inevitably fall short.

the truth of a life is the fiction that sustains it.

you always find something to criticize.

what's the harm? no one will find out.

i'm not in love. it's something else.

don't be a fool. you can't do anything in life without money.

i don't know what i've gotten myself into, or how i'm going to get out of it.

whatever breaks can be replaced.

you are nothing if not full of contradictions.

i can't stand seeing you like this.

you must think i'm a moron.

you lie like homer.

i feel like i'm drowning.

breathe. in through your nose, out through your mouth.

you don't realize how serious this is.

with all due respect, please fuck off.

'perfect' is the enemy of 'good'.

i'd like to have a choice.

we pulled it off. we got what we wanted.

just in case. you never know.

you don't even come home anymore.

you're going to fuck it all up. and for what?

i'm not sure i really know you.

i'm not at all strong anymore.

were you at the back of the line when god gave out brains?

it's over. ___ is gone.

what is it? what's wrong? talk to me.

it's a bit much, don't you think?

i never said i was a role model.

okay, what's next? we all go hang ourselves?

i've already mourned ___.

i don't know how to pray, just how to beg.

will you ever stop asking me to justify my every move?

[laizah]

Dialogue Prompts where one is crushing/courting after the other

Here is a list of dialogue prompts where where A is chasing or courting B.

"What do you even what for a date? It's like you never want to go on a date ever!"

"So I heard you like this artist too, cause same" *literally found out about the artist's existence like two minutes ago*

"I'm so gonna spoil you if you would just date me"

"I don't like it when you talk to them, even if you're not mine, I still don't like it"

"I'm so in love with you and you won't even bat your eye on me"

"What gives you the right to be jealous of anyone I talk to?"

"Hey I'm their boy/girlfriend" "No you're not"

"You belong to me y'know" "You have to court me first!"

"Someday you're gonna kill me with your hard-to-get personality"

"What is it that they have and I don't?"

"Stop being flirty!" "Then just make me yours already"

"Are you mine?" "The hell? no" "Oh come on!"

"You'll probably only will meet me in this lifetime so don't waste your time with other people and be mine"

"Can I make more memories with you in the future?"

"Let's negotiate, if you date me I'll let you do everything you want with me or my body"

"Is this enough to make you fall in love with me?"

"You finally had your eyes on me"

"You're doing it again! being flirty and all" "Well is it working"

"I wanna give you a pet name" "We're not even together" "What ever love"

"I just like to hang out with you" "Then let's do that forever"

"I want to tell you everything about me"

"If you date me we'll make paper rings together"

"Funny how people think we're a couple, why don't we make it real"

"Dang I can't wait to be your boy/girlfriend, people are so gonna be shocked'

"Can you stop being flirty all the time?"

"You can be in love with me and hate me at the same time if we're dating"

"Look I don't care if even the whole world is against us, I'm still gonna fight for you"

"You're so cool up there! I almost felt like I'm melting!"

"You know you're the prettiest/most handsome person I laid eyes in this room"

"I can feel your pulse quickening" "It's cause of you silly!"

"You're moving too fast! my heart can't take it"

"I'd give anything for you to date me"

"I think even God approves of us"

"Why are you still not mine?"

"I can be your boy/girlfriend"

"Are you crazy?! people think we're dating" "That's the point"

"I think I want you for my birthday"

"Everything you do is cute in my eyes" "Even if I murder you right now?"

"I think I can count every blade of grass in your backyard while waiting for you"

"It's so hard to love you but here I am"

"Damn I can already imagine my married life with you"

"Just say my name and I'll be there in a second" "That's kind of creepy"

"You're the most awesome person I know"

"No one can see it but you're actually a nice person"

"I admire you the most in this room"

"Why would you want me of all people?"

"Just give me a yes and it would both of our lives fully"

"You're going to be happier with me around"

"Do you seriously just see me as a friend/best friend/rival/schoolmate?

"Maybe someday I can give you my last name" "We're not even together" "-yet"

[beecauseevan]

For the prompts!! How abooout..... some kind of secret or like sneaking around? But not in a cheaty way lol in a cute way

"Hey. You wanna go for a run?"

"Uh." Buck glances at his phone. He's curled up on the couch, still wearing the sweatpants he slept in. There are pillow creases on his cheek. It's a nice Saturday morning, early enough that Chris won't be up for another hour at least, and if he asked Eddie to stay, tried to convince him to give a different kind of cardio exercise a try, Eddie wouldn't need much convincing. Instead, Buck says, "Maybe not today? Tomorrow?"

"You didn't want to go yesterday either," Eddie points out. "Not every day can be arm day, Buck."

Buck's sleep-warm face twists into a smirk. "You like my arms."

"That's," Eddie clears his throat, and tears his eyes away from the arms in question, currently sticking out of an old gray t-shirt that's way too tight around Buck's shoulders. It must be one of Eddie's, and that—that adds a whole other layer. "That's not the point."

"Tomorrow," Buck offers again.

He says it like he expects Eddie to protest, like there's something—off, about tomorrow. Something Eddie should remember. Eddie wracks his brain for a solid minute, but he can't think of anything except,

"I'm not going running tomorrow. Tomorrow is gym day."

Buck smirks, clearly pleased with that answer for some impossible reason. Before Eddie can wonder about that, Buck gets to his feet and pulls him into a lingering, toothpaste-flavored kiss. 

"There's a treadmill at the gym."

He bites the words into Eddie's jawline and Eddie shivers, arms winding around Buck's waist to keep him close.

"Tomorrow," he confirms, against Buck's lips.

"Tomorrow."

"Okay," Eddie says, and pulls away. Buck chases his lips, which is its own kind of intoxicating, but Eddie stays strong. "I gotta go. Or I'm not leaving."

"If that's supposed to be a threat, it's not a good one," Buck says, but he lets Eddie go.

It's a nice September day, warm without being hot, breezy without being uncomfortable. Eddie gets his five miles in easily enough. When he gets home, Buck is still in the living room, still in his PJs. He's talking on his phone now, eyes shifty and voice hushed, and when Eddie enters the living room, he hangs up immediately, without so much as telling the person on the other end goodbye. 

"You're back!" he says, and where he was whispering just moments ago, his voice is too loud now, and the words come out too fast. 

"Yeah," Eddie says, coming to a halt a few steps away. "Who was that?"

"Bobby," Buck says. 

He holds Eddie's eyes when he says it, and Eddie shrugs. He has no reason not to believe him—this is Buck. Eddie trusts him with his life and with his heart.

Except—what if he got caught up in something bad, or—no. Buck would tell him. He doesn't do that kind of shit anymore. Not since the will. 

"What's for lunch?"

"Am I your 50s housewife?"

"Do you want to be?" Eddie smirks, and doesn't try to dodge the kick Buck aims at Eddie's shin, because he deserves it. 

"Chris requested Isabel's tamales," Buck informs him. "Thought I'd make enough that we'll have leftovers tomorrow."

There's that look again, like he expects Eddie to object. Eddie wouldn't dream of objecting. Ever since Isabel gave Buck her secret recipe a few months ago, Buck has been working hard to perfect it, and he's come pretty damn close. It's a pretty time-consuming dish for a random Saturday, but if Buck is up for it…

"Gotta listen to Chris."

"Uh huh." Buck gets up and stretches. His too-tight t-shirt rides up and Eddie's eyes get stuck on the stripe of skin it reveals. "You have no skin in this game, huh?"

"None," Eddie confirms, and leans in to kiss Buck's cheek.

It's a short way from Buck's cheek to his neck, and Buck lets him play for a minute, before strong hands find Eddie's shoulders and push him back, gently but firmly. 

"You're gross. Go take a shower."

Eddie doesn't even pretend to be offended. "Join me?"

Buck looks between his phone and the bathroom door and Eddie, and throws the phone on the couch. "Race you."

The next morning, when Eddie is getting dressed for the gym, he can tell from the strange look on Buck's face that he's going to be alone again. 

Eddie turns away from their closet mirror, away from Buck's reflection, and faces the man himself. He looks good, tangled up in their sheets on Eddie's side of the bed, but that's not enough to distract Eddie. Not today. 

"Come on."

"Sorry," Buck says immediately, propping himself up on his elbows. "I know I said—but I just didn't sleep well." He's interrupted when his phone dings, discarded on the nightstand. "Sorry. Tomorrow. Promise."

Eddie wasn't that disappointed to begin with (though he does love watching Buck work out), but when Buck tells him that he didn't sleep well, any other emotion he might have been feeling is replaced by concern. "Are you okay? Nightmares?"

"No, no. I'm okay." Buck reaches for him, grabs Eddie's wrist to pull him closer, to pull him down, to kiss his cheek. "I'm okay. Promise. Have fun, yeah?"

He gives Eddie a little shove, and Eddie goes, but his head isn't in it today. He's lucky he doesn't pull a muscle, because the whole time he's at the gym, his thoughts are back home, circling around Buck's strange behavior. 

What if he is in some kind of trouble after all? Or worse—what if he's sick? After the clot, Eddie wants to believe that Buck wouldn't hide a health issue, but he can't be sure, and what if— 

By the time he gets back home, he has all but convinced himself that something is wrong. It's Sunday, though, so that means Chris is home, and Eddie can't really stage an intervention. That's fine. He's going to give Buck until tomorrow to tell him, and if he's still keeping Eddie in the dark then—shit. 

Eddie barely wants to think that far. They haven't had a real fight since that day in the grocery store. He really doesn't want to break that streak. 

He's frowning to himself when he unlocks the front door. He doesn't want to have a fight, but if Buck doesn't tell him, then Eddie will have to find out for himself. Because if Buck is in some kind of trouble, if Buck needs help, then—

"Surprise!"

Eddie freezes. His living room is filled with people. Front and center stands Buck, smiling brightly, and right next to him Chris, who's left his teenage scowl in the closet for once. 

"What—" Eddie starts. 

"Told you he forgot," Buck tells Chris, who sighs heavily. 

"How do you forget your own birthday?"

And it's not that Eddie forgot. It's just that there's been a lot going on, between work and therapy and raising a teenager and—

Buck's smile is as blinding as the September sun. "You gonna come and hug us or what?"

Eddie doesn't have to be told twice. He's suddenly very fucking glad he took a shower at the gym. He crosses the room with two large strides and hugs them both like they're his lifelines, because they are. 

A birthday party. They're throwing him a birthday party. 

"This is what all the sneaking around was about?"

Buck pulls back and gives him a smile, apologetic and still beautiful. "Thought I was being subtle."

Eddie laughs, loud and bright, relief and gratitude washing the fear from his bones.

"Not even a little bit," he says. "Jesus Christ."

He releases his boys and looks around the room, at everyone else, at his family. 

"Told you we shouldn't have let Buck plan it," Chim says, but his smile takes the sting out of his words. 

Hen snorts. "You suck at keeping a secret even worse than he does."

Maddie is the first to come forward, hugging him while Chim and Hen continue to bicker. "Happy birthday, Eddie."

"There's cake out back," Bobby adds, a dozen hugs later, when Eddie is feeling warmer than he has all day. 

"Cake!" Jee-Yun yells, making her priorities clear, and Eddie can't fault her. 

He ruffles her dark hair and smiles when she giggles. "Let's go."

Somewhere between the living room and the backyard, Buck's hand finds Eddie's. 

"So? Was it a good surprise?"

Eddie exhales a grateful breath and leans in to kiss his temple. "Don't do that again. I was worried."

"Sorry," Buck mutters, and he sounds like he means it, and Eddie loves him. 

"But yes," Eddie adds. "It was a good surprise."

Buck lights up as the guilt melts away, and he raises Eddie's hand to his mouth and brushes his lips across Eddie's knuckles. "I love you."

"I love you more."

"It's your birthday. So I guess I'll let you get away with that."

"Damn right you will," Eddie says, and tugs him through the backdoor into the bright morning. "Come on. I've heard there's cake."

[night-raven-miscellany]

Figured I'd start posting some side posts of everyone's opinions on other characters (mainly canon and my own OCs but I might add in OCs that have been interacted with if people don't mind being tagged)? This was smth I considered already and was then further prompted to do based on a response to a post I made yesterday.

So anyways, without further ado:

🦐OCpinions Time - Pt. 1 - Yuna Sid🦐

Other Parts: (to be linked)

Note: I kinda guessed on some emojis? There is a tiny bit of overlap... Oops? If your OCs have interacted with Yuna and you don't mind being mentioned, then pls lmk id love to add them!

Canon

Heartslabyul:

🌹Riddle (Aka "Ridds"/"Rosy"/"Your Majesty"): "He was a bit of a stick in the mud at first, and we certainly weren't very fond of one another. Despite that, I think I'd consider him a friend of mine now. He sometimes helps me study for written exams, since I can't do too much on the magical end of things. I would joke that he start a ‘Bad Parent(s) Support Group’ with me, but I think he’s still trying to figure things out himself, so I think it’s better to leave him to it… I've got a lot of respect for him, though. I mean, he's able to (generally) keep Ace and Deuce in check, so…” Bonus, "The Overblot" - "…Don't mention this to him, but sometimes I can still feel the sensation of cold metal clamping down over my neck. I don't hate him by any means… but the whole Overblot thing definitely made it harder to trust him at first." ♥️Ace (Aka "Red"/"Thing No. 1"/"Acey"): "My right hand man and one of my first friends on this godforsaken campus. I dunno why he insists on playing coy with everyone; it’s so painfully obvious when he cares about someone and yet he’d rather pretend he’s so cool and uncaring. It’s kinda endearing, if I'm being honest. I do wish he wasn’t such a jerk sometimes, though. Dude needs to learn to read the room. Despite that, I like hanging with him and dunno where I’d be if we weren’t friends. He's helped me out far more than I'd like to admit.” Bonus, "On Crushes" - "Oh come on... you're telling me that of ALL the guys in this place, one of the guys I have to have a crush on is THIS GUY???? UGH I thought I had better taste... It really doesn't help that he's charming from time to time, though...." ♠️Deuce (Aka "Blue"/"Thing No. 2"/"Deucey"/"Chickadee"): "My left-hand man; I have no clue what I’d do without him. Unlike Ace, I did not hate him at first. He’s a bit impulsive and oblivious sometimes, and sometimes you can really tell he was a delinquent in the past, but underneath all that, he’s a good guy. I’d trust him with my life, honestly. We study together pretty often, even when Ace has decided he doesn't need to join us, hehe..." Bonus, "On Crushes 2" - "Okay so I know I complained about Ace, but by comparison, Deuce is probably a safer option... He's super sweet and far more open about his feelings than a certain someone else... I still have to question my own choices, though..." ♣️Trey (Aka "Mom"/"The Tooth Fairy's Evil Twin Brother"/"Clover"): “I never know what to think about Clover… he’s got a generally nice and helpful air about him, but the dude can have a real mischievous streak when needed. I respect him a ton, though. It can’t be easy having to basically serve as Heartslabyul’s babysitter when the Housewarden is away. He needs to be more direct when he wants something, though… In fact, it drives me insane how dishonest he can be at times.” ♦️Cater (Aka "Cay-Cay"/"Cay"/"Diamond"): “He’s… a strange one for sure. We get along all right, but I wish he would be a little more open with me. Like, dude, I’m trying to give you an actual genuine connection with someone in the form of friendship!!! I guess I can't blame him too much, though, when I'm much the same way... Regardless, though, he’s pretty fun to talk with, especially about the latest gossip that’s going around NRC.”

Savanaclaw:

🦁 Leona (Aka "Aniki"/"Big Bro"/"Jerk"/"Leo"): “Man. I honestly did not get along with Leona at first. I think sometime shortly after the Octavinelle incident, though, our dynamic kinda shifted into that of a pair of siblings, at least in my eyes... I usually wind up calling him ‘Aniki’, whereas instead of ‘Herbivore’, I’ll occasionally hear ‘squirt’ instead. He’s still kind of a pain in the ass, but he’s not as bad as you’d think. Bonus, "The Overblot 2"- "Sand... everywhere... I watched as skin and bone was nearly reduced to nothing... I... God. If it were any other situation, it would've been so cool. But it was people... people. No one died, but it was terrifying, nearly being on the other end of that spell..." 🍩 Ruggie (Aka "Ruggs"/"Furry Squire"): “It was a bit frustrating when we first met, yknow, under the circumstances that we did (the Magift tournament), but after that we kinda became sorta friends? I wouldn’t say we were close or anything like that, but we did bond over a mutual dislike for rich people if that’s anything.” 🐺 Jack (Aka "Wolfie"/"Fido"/"Jackie"): "I like Jack. He's very consistent and, honestly, one of the better guys in this place. We may have been a little tense with each other at first, but I'd consider him a close friend of mine at this point. He, Epel, and I occasionally work out together. I don't think he was sure about it at first, since it was actually me who brought it up originally, but I think we all have fun with it now. So thanks, Wolfie, 'cause now I can handle myself in a fight."

Octavinelle

🐙 Azul (Aka "Fishface"/"That Fish-faced Mafioso"/"The Manager from Hell"/"'Zul"): “It’s kinda funny. I was never intending to work in the Mostro Lounge for ANY reason, but when the Birdman (Crowley) cut my allowance, I had to make some sacrifices. I was super hesitant about even touching the place because I knew it meant having to deal with Mr. Fish-Face himself, but honestly? It’s not too bad. Plus, he’d never let anyone know, but Azul isn’t always a money-hungry, gold-grubbing, capitalist fiend. He's actually helped me out once or twice with getting my hands on some piano scores from this world... free of charge, too. Don't tell him I told you this, though. He'd never let me live it down, at that point.” Bonus, "The Overblot 3" - "Top ten most frustrating crash outs I've had the displeasure of witnessing... Like, dude, I know you worked hard for those contracts, but... I dunno... it was kind of just frustrating since... well... I won. Sure, I had some help from Leona, but still... I also get not wanting people to know about who you were in the past, trust me. But that was just... a bit too far. I dunno, maybe that was just the point I started wanting to just zone out during Overblots... One was bad, two was upsetting, but three was just... starting to get old real fast, y'know?" 🐬 Jade (Aka "The Scary Twin"/"JJ"): "So, of the twins, I think Jade is by far the more terrifying of the two. I need to get that out now before anything. He's very polite, yes, but that smile of his never ceases to unnerve me... He does offer me drinks from the lounge from time to time? I never can stay for long enough to take advantage of his offer, but something tells me that maybe it's for the best?" 🦈 Floyd (Aka "The Fun Twin"/"Flo"/"The Personification of a Hydraulic Press"): "Floyd is... surprisingly fun to be around. Sure his mood swings can be a bit terrifying, especially when he decides it'd be more fun to chase me around, but he's usually pretty chill when we hang out. I'm kinda grateful to him, because he's part of the reason I have the job in the lounge that I do... found my playing interesting enough to be of note and brought it to Azul's attention at some point, I guess? He also gives pretty good hugs? I dunno what the whole deal is with getting squeezed being a bad thing, but the pressure is kinda relaxing... like a weighted blanket, y'know?"

Scarabia

☀️ Kalim (Aka "Sunny"/"Kali"): "Kalim is really nice! He's probably one of the nicest people I've met in this school and it's a bit refreshing! His optimism is ... Kinda concerning sometimes, but I don't really know how to bring it up to him. He's really fun to play music with, though, and sometimes I'll join him and the other light music club members to play together! I just... I know that he knows about the whole... Thing by now... It's almost amazing that he's so persistent... I really wish I could be as positive as he is sometimes, even if it is only a defense mechanism..." 🐍 Jamil (Aka "Snake Eyes"/"Mr. Hissyfit"/"Jami"): "He's too closed off and doesn't express his feelings enough. I know why he does it, but that doesn't make it any less irritating! He's gotten a little bit better about it over time, I guess, but God does it piss me off when Kalim or someone else does something and he just. Gets this look on his face and you KNOW he's pissed and/or is now unable to do things to his full potential but. I dunno... We occasionally hang out in order to just express our frustrations over people, though, which is fun. Sometimes he'll tell me about whatever is going on in Scarabia and I'll complain a bit about the Birdman." Bonus, "The Overblot 4" - "I really want to trust Jamil. I do! But... Listen, unknowingly having your mind controlled once is already a horrifically jarring experience... It makes it hard to wanna be around him too much, even though I know it's not going to happen the way it did again, but... I don't know how Kalim does it, really. And he and the other dorm members were all being mind controlled at some point or another during the whole winter break fiasco."

Pomefiore

🦚 Vil (Aka "Queenie"/"Peacock"): "Queenie isn't too bad, despite how strict he is. He just wants everyone to be the best they can be. His methods are... Debatable, in my opinion, but I can admire his work ethic. He's one of the few people that helped me get some decent clothes in this place, and now I can at least look somewhat nice when I go out for things, haha? He, along with a few others, also helped me out in designing a dorm uniform for Ramshackle as it is now. He actually was the one who suggested using parts of other dorms uniforms, and gave me the boots and the undershirt that I've got for it." Bonus, "The Overblot 5" - "Fuck, dude. That was... Kinda terrifying. I really, really shouldn't have been staying for overblots at this point. I'll never forget the look on his face though when he was spiraling about being truly evil... I've never seen someone look so... Upset with themselves while also trying to kill everyone else... Like when you fall into such a bad self-deprecative spiral that it just winds up becoming a self-fulfilling prophecy or something...". Bonus, "Being a Hero" - "Ever since the whole STYX thing... I can't help but admire Queenie. Can't believe he spent so much time wondering if he was good enough to play the part of the hero and yet before everyone's eyes... He managed to do exactly that. It's amazing... He's so effortlessly strong and graceful and seems like he's capable of anything..." 🏹Rook (Aka "The Guy with the Fuckass Bob"/"Chessman"/"Hunter"/"Frenchie"): "He's Rook. What else is there to say, honestly? Jokes aside he's.... Eccentric. Though that's kind of like saying the ocean is big or that Grim is a glutton- totally obvious. I can't help but find him just a bit interesting, though. I like how he's able to find beauty in literally everything, even if it's like. A massive trashcan or something I can picture him going like 'Ah, Mon Petit Étrangère! Do you not see how the sunlight reflects just so, illuminating even the most mundane things in its luxurious glow' Or something like that. Makes him really fun to talk to, cause you never know what he's gonna say next... I just wish that he wouldn't like. Fire arrows in my direction when he needs to get my attention from far away..." 🍎Epel (Aka "Apple Guy", usually just refers to him by name): "Dude. As someone who came from a somewhat rural area myself, I freaking love Epel! He reminds me a lot of some of the people in my hometown, if not a bit more on the extreme countryfolk side of things? I dunno. We bonded pretty quickly with one another because of how other students perceived us at first (though I guess part of that was because I was purposefully trying to disguise myself as a dude at first and... Kind of was failing miserably). He's got a totally admirable drive to him, and like I said earlier, he, Jack, and I often like to work out together. Epel makes for a pretty fun sparring partner once in a while, too."

Ignihyde

🔥 Idia (Aka "Idy"/"Sparky"/"Hothead"): "Dude might be an introvert, but he's totally fun to talk to! He's one of the few people who will listen to me ramble on about the games from my world with active interest. Leona wasn't too appreciative of the FNAF lore dump, but you know who was? Idia. And after that several hour long ramble, he decided to share a similar horror game with me and we hung out for a bit and played it together. I do wish he wasn't so skittish, though... Like, Bro... I just wanna show you this picture of Grim that I took the other day..." Bonus, "The Overblot 6" - "I... I can't blame him for what he did. The others I can certainly hold some level of contempt for their actions but... him? I was mad, sure, but... he was wracked with stress and grief over a life he never asked for and a brother that he lost. If I were in his shoes, I probably would have done the same thing... He already struggled to meet my eyes, but he absolutely refused to do so until I dyed the grey strand of hair that I got from our fight." 🤖 Ortho (Aka "Ortie"/"Toto"/"Robo-Wonder"): "Ortho? I adore him! He's such a sweetie, if not a little terrifying sometimes when you diss his brother or his other friends. I have to admit, though, I'm super curious about his existence as a technomantic humanoid... the concept is super cool, and it... honestly makes me wonder if I could somehow find a way to use magic via technology..." Bonus, "The Overblot 6.5" - "I like hanging with Ortho as is, but sometimes I find myself wondering what the human Ortho was like... It's not a good thought process and I usually shut it down pretty quick, but sometimes I worry that he goes down that same path from time to time."

Diasomnia

🐉 Malleus (Aka "Horn Guy"/"Mal"): "Horn Guy is. An odd duck… er… dragon. To most people, he’s this big, intimidating mystery of a man. And yet? This man is desperately craving people to talk to and is honestly one of the biggest dweebs I’ve ever met. He carries around a little Tamagotchi and treats it like his own son for God’s sake! Honestly, if I get the chance, I’m just gonna start inviting him places more often. Dude needs it for real.” Bonus, "The Overblot 7" - “The incident? Listen, I’ve just. Put it on the back burner like I’ve done every other time… He wasn’t in his right state of mind, maybe even moreso than the others, so I’m just going to pretend it didn’t happen. Besides, the less I have to think about that whole… thing…, the better.” 🦇 Lilia (Aka "Gramps"/"Peepaw"/"General" [Post ch 7]/"Batty"/"Lils"): "Lils is pretty fun. He sometimes jumps out of nowhere which is a little terrifying, but I respect him. For an old geezer, he sure does seem to have a good sense of humor (read: the same sense of humor as most teens, I guess), and I kind of wonder what it'd be like to expose him to some of the memes from my world, haha! I'd also love to share some of the rock and metal from my world with him, too. It isn't particularly my jam, but there's some that I think he'd like. I'm just glad he seems to be pretty chill with me hanging around Horn Guy and the others. If I catch him while I'm visiting Diasomnia, he always seems to have a proud smile on his face... He kinda reminds me of my dad, in some ways, which now that I'm saying that out loud feels... Kind of weird since he's a high schooler." Bonus, "The Dreams" - "At first, I would've asked why the fuck his happiest dream or whatever was him reliving his war days fighting against an imperialist regime that killed a lot of people and did a lot of damage to the Briar Valley but... Well. I can't deny that it was sweet because a big part of it was him finding his family." 🗡️ Silver (Aka "Prince"/"Sil"/"Prettyboy"): "I don't know him all that well, but he's nice enough, I suppose. I always catch him snoozing in the weirdest places, so every once in awhile I'll have to wake him up and ask where he was going before he fell asleep. He's got this super regal air about him though that I just can't pinpoint..." Bonus, "The Dreams 2" - "HES A FUCKING PRINCE OF COURSE HE FELT ODDLY REGAL. But putting that aside... His strength to take everyone dream to dream like. 20 or so times? Fucking insane. I'm... Glad he was able to help me and the others, though. He's really a sweet guy and he really went through the wringer with this..." 🐊 Sebek (Aka "Crocodile Rock"/"Snappy"/"Scaly"/"Sebby"): "If Sebek were a dog, he would be a Chihuahua. All bark, no bite. If he were to just quiet down half the time, he'd be ten times easier to be around and talk to. Like, dude. I think Mal is neat, too, but you've gotta let the man breathe for a moment? That, and this class discussion is supposed to be about the effects of the 'rugged street rat's' influence on the economy of the Scalding Sands after he managed to marry their crown princess... Please... It is fun to talk to him once in a while about books, though, if you can get him to derail his thoughts from the Malleus train for five seconds." Bonus, "The Dreams 3" - "I hope that he's doing alright after... Well.. everything that we went through with the Malleus stuff. It's pretty obvious that it's affected his worldview in a pretty meaningful way, but I also hope he would be willing to let me and the other first years be a support for him."

Staff + Ramshackle

🐦‍⬛Crowley (Aka "Birdman"/"Headmage" [in polite company]/"That fucking bird that I hate"): "That fucking bird that I hate. I do not like the headmage, and anyone who knows me for even a little bit would tell you the same. I'm sick and tired of being his gopher, y'know? I can't wait for the day that someone cuts him down to size and puts him in his place... I guess I can't entirely hate him, since at least I have a place to stay now? I still don't like him, though." 🐕Crewel (Aka "Professor Crewel"/"Mr. Crewel"): "Professor Crewel is a bit terrifying sometimes, but he means well. Y'know how I mentioned that Vil helped me come up with a dorm uniform for Ramshackle? Yeah, Crewel also helped. Who would've thought that getting help from fashionistas would lead to some. Actually nice outfits? He's not too bad about making some smaller accommodations for myself since... No magic? He's definitely still super strict, though..." 🐈‍⬛Trein (Aka "Professor Trein"/"Mr. Trein"/"Dad" [on one occasion that she will never live down as long as ADeuce are alive]): "Everyone says that history is boring... I couldn't disagree more. Sure, Professor Trein has a bit of a monotone voice when he's lecturing, but it's still so fascinating to learn about everything in this world! Like Mr. Crewel, he's still pretty strict on grades, but I don't have to worry about Grim's performance in Mr. Trein's classes since I'm doing most of the work anyways." 🦌Vargas (Aka "Coach"/"Coach Vargas"/"Mr. Vargas"/"Meathead"): "Coach is... A total blockhead! Like, seriously!? I never thought it'd be possible to have gym classes with a man so stubborn and meatheaded before and... God it's exhausting... Every time I have gym class I leave with some kind of injury from overexertion, I swear! Ok... Maybe I'm exaggerating a little bit but... Well, at least he's pretty understanding of my situation(s) so... I'll take a win where I can... Don't like his class very much, though." 💀 Sam (Aka "Mr. Sam"): "Mr. Sam is AMAZING! He always has what you need, somehow... It's kinda crazy. He usually is willing to help me a bit when I need groceries in Ramshackle and he's also the one who gave me the bat I carry around. Something about some extra stock not for sale or whatever. He's really awesome and I appreciate his help with everything..." 🐾 Grim (Aka "My Son"/"My Boy"/"Grimmy"): "OH MY GOD that is my SON RIGHT THERE! I honestly didn't actually like Grim very much at first... We clashed a lot, y'know? He thought of me as just some magicless deadweight in the way of his goals of becoming a great mage and I just found him to be annoying... But after a while we just became friends. We've been through a lot, y'know, and I literally don't think I'd still be around if it weren't for Grim. Oh, and don't tell him I told you this, but he really is becoming so skilled and talented, he might not even need me anymore sooner or later, haha..." Bonus, "The Prologue" - "Sometimes I have dreams like the one I had when I first woke up here. I always see a massive beast with glowing blue ears and a forked tail... I really hope that that's one dream that doesn't turn out to be true."

RSA

🙃Chenya (Aka "Cheshire"/"Kitty-cat"/"Mr. NoBody"): "We haven't spoken much, but I like Chenya... At least from what I have learned about him? He speaks in riddles constantly, but I think that's just a fun quirk." ❄️ Neige (and the dwarves by extension) (No Nicknames): "I don't know him very well at all, but I'm just... I dunno. His overly cheerful and positive attitude is just as frustrating as Kalim's, if not MORESO. Maybe I'd like him more if I got to know him, but I'm just not a fan right now... Besides, all of his character portrayals just read the same to me, so I'm not too interested in his work, either."

Other

🔔 Rollo (Aka "Bell-man"/"Ugly Bob Man"/'Church Boy"): "Whoever did his hair needs to be fired immediately... Im kidding, but honestly after the stunt pulled at NBC, I don't like him much... A lot of people got hurt or could've even been killed! Sometimes I think about writing to him, though... Just to see if maybe he'd be willing to just hear me out on some of my own issues with magic..." 🦊 Fellow and 😺 Gidel (Aka "Mr. Honest/Foulsworth and Gidel/Gino"): "Some lowlife scammers who still managed to give me and the others a really fun time! Sure... We almost died... But like... I've gotten used to it at this point, really... Ok so the almost dying sucked ass actually but... The theme park time I spent with the others is priceless... So I guess there's that?" 🦴 Skully (No nicknames): "I have... No idea who he was, but every time I see his picture in the library, I always get the oddest feeling that we would have been really good friends..."

OCs

Heartslabyul

🎩 Lewis (Aka "Hatter"): "Jerk! Always leaving me to do his work when he's busy being collared or just fucking off to who knows where! ... Ok I'm overreacting a bit... Lewis isn't all that bad, he's actually really caring when it matters... He's just a bit hard to get help from if he's not interested."

🌺 Azalea (Aka "Azzy")( @nrcbookclub): "They're really friendly! I appreciate all their help and kindness so far, even though we didn't meet under the best conditions... I really enjoyed his stories about the book club though, so I'm looking forward to visiting and getting to know them and everyone else better!"

Savanaclaw

♌ Izem (Aka "Izzy"/"Bossman"): "If I had to pick someone on this campus to be my brother, it'd be Izem. He may act all big and tough, sure, but deep down he's a real softie. He gives really good advice, too."

Octavinelle

🍣 Olivine (Aka "Sharkbait"): "We have a few classes together, but we don't talk much. We just share circles, since we both know Rusul and Izem. He definitely always looks like he's plotting someone's murder, though (typically Azul's)..."

Scarabia

🦜 Rusul (Aka "Birdie"/"Birdbrain"/"Featherbrain"/"Ruffles"): "He kinda drives me up the wall sometimes, but he's not too bad. He's always up to something, though, and he just kind of does whatever he wants to. It's really funny, though, occasionally I'll catch him staring at some of the curtains or tapestries or other things around the building and judging them SO HARD. I wonder why he does it, but maybe he's just got an eye for these things?"

Pomefiore

🐁 James (Aka "Squeaky"): "Someone needs to pull his head out of his own ass sometimes I swear. I like him and all, but he's also super irritating when he gets into talking about himself. His Unique Magic has helped me out of a bind on more than one occasion, though, which is pretty neat. He also doesn't boast about this, for once, but he's... A SUPER talented actor. No wonder he's well-liked in the drama club! A shame he prefers directing, though." 🐈‍⬛ Lucretia (No nicknames): "Squeaky's little cat? She's fun, I guess.... Wait, what do you mean she was temporarily turned into a person what-?"

Ignihyde

🐈‍⬛Alden (Aka "Kitty cat"/"Lynx"/"Al") ( @nine-lives-lynx): "We've only started being friends, but she's super chill... I appreciate her curiosity and willingness to hear me out once in a while. He's very patient and relaxed, too, which is a pleasant change of pace from a lot of the more excitable people on this campus. I look forward to hanging out with him again."

🫒 Klen (No nicknames yet)(@/nrcbookclub): "Haven't gotten the chance to speak to him very much yet, but... I know he also helped out when I overblotted. He seems like he's a good guy, though, so I hope to get to know him better soon."

Diasomnia

🌙Casimir (Aka "Chuuni"/"Cas"/"Casi"/"Pipsqueak"): "It's a shame more people don't hang around Cas, the dude is a total blast! Sure he talks a bit odd, but then again, who doesn't from time to time? He's also an incredibly talented musician and he's always willing to play violin with me from time to time and/or give me feedback on my own piano skills. It's a bit hard to understand him at first, but once you've spent enough time around him, it's pretty easy to see what he means, since he's always saying exactly what he thinks... Well. Most of the time. I can't help but worry that he's not telling me everything sometimes..."

Staff + Ramshackle

RSA

🩺 Heinrich (Aka "Dr. V"/"Doc"): "What do you call a doctor who graduated at the top of his class? Doctor. What do you call a doctor who graduated at the bottom of his class? Doctor. Joking aside, I actually have no doubt that the Doc is good at his job! But... He's really bad at words. Like painfully bad at words. Since my Overblot, I haven't really gotten the chance to talk to him about it but... Phew... He wasn't really the most helpful." 🩷 Kiyuu ( @/nrc-asteryn-crew)(Aka "Kiki"/"Yuu2") 🐦‍⬛Yuuto (@/nrc-asteryn-crew)

🥀Minerva (Aka "Min"/"Minnie"): "My best friend... Or so I thought. I haven't spoken to her since her last visit. It's probably for the best, though. I'm still really mad at her..." 🦝Eugene (No nicknames): "Haven't met him, but I know he exists. Apparently he's in the same situation as I am, thanks to Minerva's interference, I guess..."

Other

[runa-falls]

Congrats on your milestone, em!!! 🥳💖

If you feel so inspired, I'd like to request a blurb using the following prompt:

“this isn’t what i had in mind when i yelled fuck you.” + Poe Dameron 👀

Thank youuuu 💕

hihi whitney :3 thanks for joining in! this one is a bit longer than a blurb but i can't help it!

cw: smut (18+), friends (with minimal benefits)-to-lovers, jealous!poe, angst, alcohol, fluff?, fingering, hickies, panty sniffing (IDK WHERE TF THIS STUFF I COMING FROM ??), kissing, anddd not proof read

wc: 2.3k (???)

a/n: honestly poe is kinda an asshole in some of this but imma connect it to his commitment issue bc he's afraid to lose the reader idk

--

poe has never given you a straight answer about the two of you, and for a while it didn't matter.

for a bulk of your friendship, there's been the ongoing war between the first order and the resistance, so there was never time to sit down and talk about it, or take it any further than what it was.

and what is was, was a pair of kissing friends.

it's confusing. the words "kissing" and "friends" don't usually go together. either it's a 'mistake' or a gateway to a different kind of relationship, but you've been stuck in this middle area for months.

the war is over now and you won, but you haven't moved an inch.

this confusion, this fuzzy line between friends and lovers, has been weighing on you.

poe gives you those eyes, that intense stare, the one that makes you feel like the only girl in the universe, but then he openly flirts with officers, fellow pilots, and mechanics that work on his ship, buying them a drink and sitting real close to them, right in front of you.

poe kisses you, tastes you, like you're the finest wine in coruscant, like he's trying to memorize your flavor because each kiss could be his last, but then he tells you he's not ready for a relationship, he's too busy, he doesn't want to ruin the friendship that you have.

now, you're done waiting for him. you've tried to be patient and understanding, to give him time to figure things out, but he's been drawing it out, painfully, and you refuse to just sit there and watch.

you decided to finally take up voren na'al's offer of a date. he's a cute guy and you've worked with him throughout the war. you figure you might as well give him a chance, if only to take your mind off of poe.

you slip on a simple dress, something that makes you feel 10x cuter than the usual resistance uniform that the base usually sees you in. you're not going anywhere fancy, just the local pub to grab a drink and hang out.

--

it's quite crowded when you get there, though everywhere's been pretty crowded since the war ended. now there's more time for leisure, to enjoy life, without worrying about another attack.

the bar is full of bustling bodies, loud conversations, and moving glasses of jet juice, tihaar, and vosh. you're barely able to squeeze into a small table with how many standing bodies surround you.

"you look really nice tonight!" voren basically has to yell for you to hear him.

"thanks, a bit of an upgrade from my usual--"

"what?!"

"i said, a bit of an--"

voren gets up and decides to just stand next to you while you sit on the barstool instead. "sorry, i didn't realize this place would be so packed tonight..." he's close, almost leaning into you as he speaks at a normal volume.

"no, no, it's fine! I'm happy to see that the whole resistance is enjoying their weekend."

"let me get you a drink, yeah?"

"alright, i'll take...nikta with some soda."

"gotcha." he leaves you and you let out a breath you didn't know you were holding.

you've finally decided that it's too lively in this bar for you. the overlapping voices and cheers overwhelm your brain as you desperately try to get comfortable as a party of one in a sea of thousands.

how can you feel so alone in a room full of people?

this is a bit harder than you thought it would be. for some reason it just feels wrong to be on this date, despite not having any exclusivity with poe in the first place.

"gods, i thought that guy would never leave!"

speak of the devil.

"poe."

he steps closer to you, smoothly walking through the crowd that's nearly trapping you at your table. his face is pink, flushed from alcohol and the heat of the bar, and his eyes are glazed with untethered delight.

he says your name, draws it out with the slur of his tongue. his eyes glance at your attire, a dress he's never seen before. actually, he's never seen you in a dress, ever. "so you have a little boyfriend now?"

where did he even come from?

usually you'd know if he were at the bar, he has a whole entourage of people that like to follow him around. in fact, you'd know if he were in any room because of the loud cheers that constantly accompany the resistance's favorite flyboy.

"this is our first date actually." you hope you sound casual, despite having to raise your voice to be heard over the noise. you try to bite your tongue before you could ask, but you can't. you need to know. maybe it'll make this easier for you. "...are you here with someone?"

"i was, but i ditched them." you heart lurches and warmth quickly pools in your stomach. it's pathetic how easily he can make you feel special, but the doesn't linger on that thought for long. "does your boyfriend know you kiss your friends?"

you sit back at his words, shocked that he's deciding to bring this up now. "ok, where is this coming from?"

"i just feel like i would want to know if my girlfriend was seeing other people." you frown, genuinely confused.

"well, i'm not."

"you...aren't?"

"poe, what--"

"you're telling me that this," he points between the two of you, "meant nothing?"

"why are you bringing this up?"

"because a second ago, i thought we had an understanding but then i see you in this short dress going on a date with some logistic's dweeb!"

you roll your eyes, "his name is voren and unlike you, he's not making me decipher any understandings. he asked me on a date and i agreed."

"and you still kiss me."

"i kissed you and then i got tired of waiting for you to kiss back."

"i just don't get how you move on so easily when what we hasn't even ended."

"oh, fuck you, poe. it never even started!"

"hey...is this a bad time..." voren is back with the drinks, staring at the two of you awkwardly as the glasses of iced alcohol begin to sweat in his hands.

you both speak at the same time:

"no, voren, you're fine."

"yeah, if you wouldn't mind, we're dealing with something right now."

he nods his head slowly, understanding what's happening. he sets the drinks down on the table. "look, i'll see you back at the base, just text me when you want to meet up again." he walks to the exit of the bar and you try to call for him, but it's no use with the wall of people between you.

"look what you did, you ruined my date!"

"wasn't much of a date from the looks of things."

"ugh, you asshole!" you hop off your seat, grab your stuff, and rush through the crowd. maybe you can catch up to him if you get out fast enough. swaying bodies threaten pull you back into the tide as you attempt to escape, but you push through, determined to get the fuck out of there.

the cool air is refreshing when you finally shove the door open, it's almost a bit chilly compared to the building you came out of. you scan the area, trying to get a glimpse voren walking home but you don't see a single person.

"come back, honey, you shouldn't be out here alone."

you don't even have to look back to know who it is.

"i'd rather be alone than with you."

"you don't mean that." a hand gently pulls at your shoulder to make you turn around and face him. a warm hand cups your jaw as he regards your upset expression, his thumb comfortingly gliding over your cheek. you can't help but lean into his familiar touch. "this is why i never wanted to change what we had. i was trying to be smart, for both our sakes."

"by pushing me away? by leading me on?" your voice comes out in a whisper, but it's so quiet in these empty streets that it didn't matter.

"by keeping it simple, safe."

"i can't do it anymore, poe. you can't just expect me to be content with what you give. i need more."

"i know, baby, i was just scared. you're the best thing that's ever happened to me and i didn't want to lose you."

"but the war is over."

"not for me. i'll always be a fighter and i'll always have my battles. sometimes i can't be there for you like i should be, i can't be the boyfriend you deserve, but that doesn't stop me from wanting it any less." he rests his forehead on yours, holding you close to him in the middle of the sidewalk. "i didn't want you to leave me so i decided to never give you the chance."

"and now?"

"now, i don't want to think about what could happen tomorrow or the day after that. i've wanted you since forever and i want you now." he leans in, his nose nudging yours, "do you?"

"you know i do." you giggle softly, a grin spreading on your face.

you tilt your face up and capture his lips, slowly moving against him, savoring this moment. he places a hand at the back of your neck and pulls you in closer, showing you all his love as his soft lips mold over yours.

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the walk back to base was a blur of soft smiles and quiet words as you traveled hand-in-hand. poe offered you his jacket after seeing you shiver and you reveled in the feeling of the heavy leather over your shoulders. you're both so giddy like a couple of teens that have been crushing on each other for eons.

when you got to the entrance of the main building you both paused for a second and an unspoken question hung in the air. is this the end of the night?

"come over to mine."

you surprise yourself with your bold offer. it was blurted out before you could really think it through.

"is that really a good idea?"

isn't it?

you've been placed at an arm's length from the man you've wanted since you showed up at the base and you've gotten his affection, his touch, and his kiss, but never more. and you want more.

"i want you. i-i mean, i want you to come over..."

he smirks like the asshole he is.

"alright, lead the way."

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heated kisses are planted down from your jaw and all along your neck. splotches of purple already litter the silky skin, but he's still hungry for more.

poe barely got into the room before you rushed over to him and practically attacked him with a kiss. luckily his pilot reflexes helped him catch you and pull you against his body with finesse.

he laid you out on your bed and crawled over you, wanting to taste every part of you that he been denying himself from. his hands smooth over your curves, groping your tits and your waist as he makes his way down.

fingers tug your dress over your thighs and reveal the suggestive underwear you wore for your date.

he raises an eyebrow, "this for me, or him?"

"for myself, actually...but i guess you can enjoy them too." he pinches your thigh teasingly and you yelp out a giggle.

"fucking brat. you know what," he pulls them off easily, "i will enjoy them." poe crumples up your delicate lace in one hand while holding you down with another. you attempt cross your legs as you watch him bring them up to his face and breathe in your scent, but they're forced open by a strong hand. "mm...my sweet little girlfriend is so needy for me, hm?" you can feel him against your leg, hard and prominent under his pants.

you squirm under him, nearly dripping slick all over your sheets at his words. his girlfriend.

poe brings his hand up to your face, slowly tracing your lips with his index finger. "open up, honey." he groans as you let him slip between your lips. you suckle at his finger while staring up at him, your tongue flicking the tip every so often. "that's right...good girl." he adds another finger and watches you with half-lidded eyes, imagining that it's his cock you're sucking, nearly choking around it.

he pulls them out and reached between your bodies. you whimper as the cool slickness is pressed against your pussy. he runs them through the seam of your cunt, prodding gently against your entrance.

his eyes watch your facial expressions shift when he pushes them in, drinking in every minute sound and move that you make. you let out a broken moan as he curls his fingers inside of you and starts moving, rubbing right against your g-spot.

he whispers encouraging words as you start to shake under him, already so close to the edge. "that's it, sweetheart," he speeds up and vulgar sounds of your dripping cunt fill the room, "cum all over my fingers."

you whine as you reach you climax, pussy fluttering around his still moving fingers. your back arches at the intense pleasure and you wrap your legs around his arm.

his movements stop and he pulls away. you hide your face under your arms as he starts to lick his fingers clean, suddenly embarrassed by his shameless actions.

"what?" he chuckles, "am i not allow to taste my girlfriend?"

"you know, this isn't what i had in mind when i yelled fuck you." you breath out, referring to your heated talk at the bar.

"i know baby, you want my cock don't you? we'll get there once you recover."

with a flushed face, you give him an appalled look, "poe!"

[nogenderbee]

♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝕓𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕔𝕣𝕒𝕫𝕪 ₊˚ˑ༄

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ not a request

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ I couldn't hold any event for Valentine's this year because of lack of motivation so I just picked my favorites (or the ones I felt like writing atm) out of all groups and wrote different classic prompts for them! Hope it's also a decent celebration!

And happy being in love with someone, your pet or yourself! Whatever suits you haha

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ fluff, TW: mentions of scars and scratching in An part, amnesia and mentions of coma and hospital in Rui's part

Affiliation with @virtualbookstore

✧ soul mates (scars show on both)

You weren't really the ugliest nor did you lack any charm. So you went through lot of relationships, but every single one had something wrong with them... They either only cared about looks and profits from your relationship, couldn't accept you as you were or you just didn't felt like they were the ones you wanted to spend rest of your life with.

Maybe it was nice to have experience in dating, but it was also disappointing with time... how hard can it be to fine your life partner? Do they even exist?

To forget about your worries, you went to your favorite cafe on Vivid Street, Weekend Garage.

"Hey An... some strong coffee please..."

"Woah! That's not like you at all! Are you alright? Don't tell my you had another break up..."

"Yeah, unfortunely I did... I'm starting to doubt there is person right for me... available at least..."

You added last part on purpose, since you always felt a bit warm around An and it wasn't necessarily thanks to the amazing coffee she could make. She was like your comfort space. We're you falling for her? Maybe. Did it felt like she cared more about her singing partner than you? Yes... And you couldn't blame her. She deserves more than anyone to be happy!

"Have you thought of using the soulmate method? It's enough if you scratch your cheek enough to make it a bit red and it'll show."

"Maybe but... I don't want to hurt my soulmate..."

"You too?! Yeah, I'd already check but I don't want to cause problems for them..."

"Well... would you be willing to do it with me? Just small scratch? I'd feel more confident with friend next to me..."

"You know what? Sure! I'll do it on left cheek and you do it on right. Remember not to overdo it, just a little red space!"

You both brought your nails to cheeks, shutting your eyes and gently scratching your cheeks gently. When you opened them, you saw An staring at you with small shock and both of her cheeks slightly red.

"Are you blushing...?"

"No. I'm actually not... But it may be the case too I guess... because if I am then... you're too..."

You looked at your reflection in the glass and did notice both of your cheeks slightly red. It was her! The girl you found too perfect for you for this whole time, being your soulmate!

You both smiled at each other as if you just as a miracle. It was her who finally broke the silence.

"How about I take a break and we can both calmly catch up? Coffee and cake on me!"

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@bleachtheidiot @badwhole @qxmmi - come get your star girl!

✧ love from first sight

Ichika was just hanging around in the music shop. She was looking through Miku shelve, looking for the newest album that recently dropped.

Though she couldn't find it even tho she looked through whole shop 6 times if not more! So she decided to approach a worker there with hopes of getting the album she came here for.

"Excuse me... I'm guessing you work here... Do you maybe have... uh..."

You turned around once you heard someone calling for you. It was long blue haired girl. She surely didn't lack any charms but you had to swallow the urge to flirt or ask for her number since you were during your work hours.

She couldn't make up any words, stuttering. You thought she's just shy and wanted to encourage her a bit.

"Yes? What may I help you with? I assure you I can definitely at least try finding your album."

She cleared her throat and tried fixing her composure. Sure, she was a bit shy on daily basis but when she saw you? It's like her words stopped at her lips and instead turned into pink hue on her cheeks.

"I-I wanted to know if you maybe have... Miku... albums... album! A... recent album. Miku album. Heh..."

She scolded herself in her thoughts for ruining her chances. She wanted to just grab that album and leave at this point.

"Ah, I think I know which one you mean! You have a good taste I just admit! Follow me, it should be somewhere in the corner area..."

Girl followed you while avoiding eye contact. Once she saw the album she wanted, she hesitantly grabbed it. She couldn't shake off the thought you also liked Miku... That's of course not uncommon but she was charmed by you from the beginning.

"Thank you. You helped me a lot... I'll... head to pay and... hopefully we can meet again!!"

After these words she rushed away. She couldn't believe how emberassed she was in that moment, she even said things that she normally wouldn't. Now afraid to come back because she might make things even more awkward, but on the other hand, she also wanted to see you again... And you did! You just didn't knew you both fell for each other at the same time and couldn't admit to it because of different obstacles.

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@bleachtheidiot @prsk-krow - come get your Miku lover!

✧ enemies to lovers

You and Ena were in the same art class and you were enemies almost everywhere when art came in the way. In classes you were always asking teacher who's drawing is better or which had less flaws. In media you were comparing your followers and likes count just to rub it into other ones face.

Though soon enough your competition changed into... wanting to impress another. You both felt the same but none of you knew about it. Too proud to admit it, you covered your desire to impress another with simply being a bit mean.

"Ha! Would you look at that! Your drawing is so much worse than mine!"

"Oh shut up!! At least I didn't made grass yellow like you did!"

"It's shade of green! Not yellow! It's you making composition mistake 3 times in a row!"

"And you messed up the lightning 4 times in a row!"

"And you have pretty face and I'm not mentioning it somehow!!"

"And you-!! Wait what..."

Both of you stopped in your tracks. Suddenly the childish fight was replaced by silence. She wanted to say something but her thoughts were filled with you complimenting her.

"Um... last photo you posted... it was... pretty..."

"(Last photo I posted...? Do they mean my selfie with night town in background?!)"

Brown haired girl blushed gently as she argued with herself what to tell. You weren't in the public eye so maybe it was alright to say something opposite to insulting for once?

"Well I... found a nice cafe I wanted to go but I didn't wanted to go alone..."

She put a strand of her hair behind her ear as she looked away. Now small blush appearing on your face as well... she've never spoken so softly to you before!

"And... what if we went there together?"

You looked up awkwardly, looking her in the eyes with small hope. It was rather awkward talk of yours since you're usually competing against each other and now you're both trying to ask another on a date without saying it out loud.

"Sure. I guess it's alright since... I can check it right away instead of waiting for others..."

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@bleachtheidiot @qxmmi @modyuki - come get your cheesecake lover~

✧ forbidden love

Shizuku was an idol and a model, and you were her manager. You had to look as friends because rumors would spread in blink of an eye and you'd loose your job, while she'd have to deal with not only new manager but also all the messages from her fans.

But both of you weren't friends, in fact you were dating for 3 months now and none of you felt even slightly bit like it's not working out!

"Y/N!! What are you doing here standing with head in clouds?"

You felt someone hugging you from behind and could only chuckle as you knew well who it has to be.

"Hey Shizuku. Are you done with your practice now?"

"Mhm! I thought we might visit a cafe nearby?"

"Well... are you sure? We both know we often tend to be affectionate and forget about other people... we can't just show off like that even if we'd want to..."

"Ah right... we could ask for to go cakes from there then and I'll make us drinks!"

"Hehe~ Sounds good to me. We can go to my place then and I can get blankets ready while you make drinks."

"Sounds perfect~!"

She immidietly hugged you tighter and kissed your cheek. It was obvious she was excited to start your little date, but so were you!

You exchanged one last kiss before you left without even letting your pinkies touch. You wanted to seem like just 2 friends on a hangout and ordering some sweets for movie night! Nothing out of the ordinary!

Your relationship wasn't even supposed to exist and it unfortunely was an obvious fact. But you didn't wanted to listen to any of it and made it real either way! You just kept it a secret from everyone outside of MMJ~

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@bleachtheidiot @qwnelisa @miya-akane - come get your beautiful model~

✧ amnesia

Rui was an inventor not only for WxS but also for his own benefits. He didn't care much how dangerous the robots in his room are as long as he gets to have a bit of fun while making them and showing them off when they're finished!

Though one day... he let you come a bit too close to one of his robots... and now there he was. Coming to your hospital bed every day with one flower, now forking bouquet on your desk.

Today he came with no other intentions, to see his loved one asleep and tell them about the show he did at Phoenix Wonderland this afternoon.

"Hey love... I know I'm late but I just-"

He stopped in his tracks upon seeing you sitting up and your eyes open, accompanied with curious look. He immidietly ran up to you, taking your hand in his as he started to tear up a bit.

"You're awake! Oh I have so much to tell you... there's so much to catch up and-"

"Who are you?"

After these words his smile was wiped away. Did you forgot him? Doctors had told him you have small amnesia and don't remember few recent years of your live but... do you not remember him at all?

But your voice was gentle... you even brought a hand to wipe his tears away. He saw it as act of your kind personality but you... you found him so pretty you couldn't help yourself but admire him a bit. You had no idea who he was but you just felt so safe with him around...

"You're so pretty..."

He looked up at you, regaining small smark of hope. Your words gave him just the push he needed to realize that even if you forgot him, he'll do his best to make new pretty memories with you.

"And so are you, my dear... Will you let me take you to nice cafe after they let you out? I know for one you really like cookies there..."

You nodded your head, not even knowing why. He just felt so safe and familiar, you wanted to be next to him.

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@bleachtheidiot @yulikesminori @toyaswif3y @bl4cktourmaline - come get your crazy inventor!

[chi-icha]

This is a very oddly specific request, but is it possible for you to have a comfort scenario with Wanderer/Scaramouche where an autistic reader has been feeling insecure and hurt regarding their flat affect because a manager at work essentially embarrassed them publicly by treating them like a child and accused them of "having attitude" when they were asking a simple question all because the manager decided a monotonous voice = attitude, and because of that they've started masking more obviously, have stopped speaking as often for the most part and only use very exaggerated and fake tones when they do speak.

I recently this happen to me and the whole argument with my manager has left me so embarrassed and ashamed of my autism, my meltdowns and my flat affect that I'm literally handing my resignation in the next shift I have and I'd love a comfort scenario for it, especially since I tend to see Wanderer as autistic, since his vocal tone in EN feels very similar to my own in some ways- I feel like he'd get it.

I apologise if the prompt is too overly specific or if it's unclear but I felt I'd ask anyway because I feel so hurt ashamed right now and don't even want to speak anymore and I hate feeling like that over something I have no control of.

oh dear, i’m really sorry that happened to u :( i understand how hard it is to communicate when you have difficulty doing it. even if i myself don’t have autism, i understand that people who do have difficulty in daily life. people all around should respect and try to help instead of making a whole deal out of it

and don’t apologise!! nothing is your fault to begin with, and you don’t have to apologise for something you can’t control or are not even conscious about it.

you feel your eyes prick with tears, even if you don’t want to cry. it makes you feel weak, and no one should be weak, or so you thought.

you feel like punching your manager, but that’s not allowed. what else are you supposed to do? just let them treat you like a child and deal with it. fuck, no.

you sit down on a bench in a particularly isolated area in Sumeru, hoping to god no one comes and bothers at this time of day. After fighting with your manager about something that could’ve just been resolved without a problem, you feel exhausted, lonely, even.

“crying alone? I thought I’d never see the day.” a slightly flat voice comes from in front of you, a few metres away. you know that voice, and it gives a slight smile to your face and a warm feeling in your chest.

there he stood, crossing his arms while having a small, amused smile on his face. but it’s not the kind of smile that’s meant to mock you, it’s more like a jab that close friends do; harmless and a little funny despite the situation.

“shut up..” you mumble while gently wiping your eyes, the smile rising on your face despite trying to hide it, not wanting to please that fucker. Wanderer huffs softly, then invites himself to sit beside you and crosses his legs while propping his chin on his palm, elbow neatly placed on his knee just so he could get a good look at you.

sure, seeing you cry was a little rare to see since you always seem so.. monotonous or flat, for lack of better word. he knew little bits of what your relationship with your manager was, and to say he was disgusted was an understatement at best.

“manager?” he asked, lifting an eyebrow and tilting his head slightly to the side.

he knew how to read you like an open book, which is both a blessing and a curse.

“yeah,” your voice was soft, and he immediately caught up on that. usually your voice would be at the same pitch he’s used to. “nothing much though, just..”

you trail off, not knowing how to finish your sentence without thinking of how much of wuss you sound like. you bite your lip, and his form a soft frown.

the silence draws for a little longer, and you feel like you should’ve shut up. your head hangs low, your thumbs fiddling together and mentally beating yourself up for creating such an awkward atmosphere from just trying to speak. fuck, why was speaking so hard—

he hums, just a flat one that seemed to silently say he understood whatever you were trying to silently say.

he inches closer, hand holding the back of your head before pulling your body close to his. he hopes his artificial skin would help you warm up, even if just a little could be nice.

with the help of his comforting touch despite the coldness of his artificial skin, you chuckle softly despite the tears gently streaming down your cheeks. just small ones, but wanderer finds himself wiping them away anyway.

“that’s enough crying,” he cringes at his own voice, failing miserably at trying to form a warm tone and he stays silent, hoping you just understand that he’s genuinely trying to comfort you.

you smile softly, burying your face a little on his neck to not let anyone else see you cry as your arms softly wrap around him, squeezing gently to relieve some of your own tension.

“thank you.”

your voice was but a whisper, but he finds his skin to redden slightly anyway.

please please pleasee correct me if anything is incorrect about autism or any other issues about my writing :(( i have no friends or relatives who have autism, so i really don’t know what it’s like. i made a little research about it but i really don’t know if it’s correct or not 😔

[justnatoka]

The Lost Boys WIP

Hi there! I thought I'd share some stuff I've been working on. I have a lot more ideas for other fics, and I've been writing a multi-chapter one as well (which I'm very much stuck with, so I have no idea when that one will come out). But in the meantime, these are the ones I already have something for and am prioritizing.

This list also helps me (hopefully) keep my focus. Enjoy this little sneak peek!

Paul x GN! Reader drabble

Paul is feeling needy, but you have stuff to do. So of course he makes it his mission to distract you by any means necessary. (I literally wrote in my notes: More sexy Paul, less silly Paul. lol)

Prompt: "Give me attention."

Poly! The Lost Boys x GN! Reader

Part 1/2

The boys have been coming to the diner you’re waiting tables at ever since they discovered you there; ordering food, hanging out and flirting with you. Your manager is not a fan. One night they witness him giving you a hard time.

Prompt: “Are you SURE I can’t punch him in the face?” “Yes.” “What if I just break his nose a little?”

Part 2/2

They take matters into their own hands, and decide to teach your manager a lesson.

Prompt: "You are all remarkably well behaved tonight. What did you do?"

Paul x Fem! Reader one shot

You and Paulie decide to have a date night. You separate from the boys at the boardwalk and spend the warm summer night playing games, getting on rides, dancing, hunting someone down for dinner, then making out on the beach.

Poly! The Lost Boys x GN! Reader one shot

A hunter has been after you for decades. After thinking you finally lost him, and built a life for yourself in Santa Carla, you catch his scent one night on the boardwalk. It feels like your whole world falls apart, and you have to make a hard decision.

Prompt: “I’ll survive. Somehow I always do.”

(P.s. I know there's a lot of Paul on this list, but I just love that dork so much!😭)

Edit: They are all done!