#skop's requests

[lee1504]

the shop across the street

(inspired by @primalmagic , college coffee shop au)

"I'm running a bit late, sorry," Taylor said. Her phone was connected to her car, and she could hear Aiden and Tyler's voices through the speaker, arguing as usual. She resisted the urge to laugh; once again, they were arguing over what to wear tonight for her show.

She was wearing a blue sleeveless dress, ankle-length. Ashlyn said it complimented her eyes, and that she'd look stunning as she presented her pieces. The final work was next to her in the passenger seat, covered by a cloth. This would be the second show she hosted, and yet she was still nervous, her finger tapping against the steering wheel.

She heard Tyler sigh through the phone. "Don't be late again."

"I know, I know," Taylor scoffed. At her first show, she ran late because of a coffee spill. She didn't want that to happen again.

There was arguing between her brother and friend for a few moments, and then silence. Then Aiden said, "Can you pick something up for me?"

She could practically feel Tyler's scowl burn through her phone. "Stop being greedy. She might be late again."

Taylor ignored the comment. "Yeah, I'll get you something. You too, Ty. Should I just get you whatever I get?"

There was a pause, then Tyler's voice said, "Whatever you get."

+++++

She stopped the car in front of a shop called The Aroma Bazaar. This was one of her favorite shops, and it was close to her university. Earlier, she had gone back to her apartment to change, then headed back to the college, where she'd present her projects in Building C. Inside the shop, she could see people bustling about. It looked slightly crowded, and she hoped this wouldn't take long.

Her white heels clicked against the pavement as she made her way to the small cafe, opening the door. A blast of AC hit her, ruffling her hair slightly. Smoothing it, she headed over to the counter, where a girl she recognized stood.

"Looking for Ben?" Lily asked. She'd grown up, and looked much older than how Taylor remembered. Her light brown hair was pulled into a ponytail, with hairclips attached to her bangs.

Taylor's cheeks tinted slightly pink. The girl was years younger than her, but acted more devious than what her innocent smile showed.

"I'm just here to pick up some coffee," Taylor answered. She tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear. She felt nervous, but she didn't know if it was from going to the shop or for her upcoming show.

"Alright," Lily replied, still grinning. "I'll call Benny." She disappeared behind a curtain, then Ben appeared.

Hi, Taylor signed. Her hands shook slightly, but Ben didn't seem to notice.

Ben smiled, the corners of his eyes crinkling. That was one of Taylor's favorite features about him, but she was always too embarassed to admit it.

Hi, Ben signed back. Order online?

Taylor nodded, then watched as Ben pulled three drinks from under the counter, carefully placing them into the cup holder. He slid it towards her, making sure not to spill anything. After waiting for her to pay, he signed, I might not make it to your show.

Taylor felt something deflate inside of her, but signed, That's fine.

Nobody moved for a few seconds, until Taylor added, I ordered a seat for you and Lily though, just in case.

There it was. That smile again, where the corners of his eyes crinkled. Taylor's face was still warm, but she accepted the smile. See you there? Maybe? She took the cup holder.

Ben nodded. Of course.

As Taylor sat back down in her car, on the lid of her coffee, she noticed there was a small heart.

+++++

Taylor peered around the curtain, one hand gripping the microphone tight. The theater was two-thirds full, but the six seats she'd reserved for her friends only occupied Tyler and Aiden, who, once more, was arguing quietly under their breaths. Logan and Ashlyn would arrive a bit later; they were helping move things from Logan's grandparents' shop. She was unsure if Ben and Lily would come, though.

She took a deep, shaky breath. She recited her lines in her head, her greeting, how she would introduce her pieces. They were already inside of their display cases, their metal curves and spikes glistening in the light. She smoothed her hair with one hand, glancing at the stage member next to her. He spoke something into the walkie talkie he held, then gave her a thumbs-up.

She took another breath, then stepped onstage.

The light was almost blinding. She had to blink twice to clear her vision of the bright white-yellow. When she could properly see, she saw the hundred people that sat before her. Her heart thumped quickly, and then she noticed.

Quietly, two people made their way to the front row. She could recognize them inches away, or even miles away.

Next to the boy, the girl smiled. When he sat, Ben signed, You got this.

Taylor returned his smile, hoping it would be viewed as confident, as ready. And then she began.

[titsthedamnseason]

wait so how does patreon work exactly and are they writing bonus scenes according to fans? do they still write bonus scenes for addiced/calloway too? id love to have scenes we already know from different povs like connors pov from the day they though ryke died i neeed that

okay so for their patreon they do at least one bonus scene and one podcast every month and might do an extra for one or both depending on how much time they have that month or if they have a new release or anything like that. for the normal bonus scenes, they choose what they feel like writing and same goes for the extras. the only time they let fans suggest and then vote from their suggestions are when they do special bonus scenes for patron milestones (ie they just hit 1500 - i think - patrons so people voted that they write lo’s pov of him finding out donnelly did luna’s tattoo for the first time). for the podcasts they take fan suggestions and then allow people to vote and do the most popular one every month

there are a few older addicted/calloway scenes but not very many (they started patreon when they were already writing like us so it’s only whatever scenes they deleted from the original series or wrote as bonuses a long time ago). otherwise, they say they don’t really like writing during that timeline bc they don’t want to mess anything up so after that any core six povs they’ve done are during the like us timeline or in the time span between skop and dlu (and there’s still only a few of those rip 💔)

i don’t think they ever really would go back and do a scene like that despite it being highly requested which i hate but kind of understand because i’m sure it’s hard for them to go back to those characters all these years later even though i wish it was different. but that sort of thing is what the other bonus scenes are basically just other character povs of significant events/scenes from the series

[melancholicvampires]

Still doing asks request by @swingxilly from this post.

My switch controllers' battery went low, so it decided for me to write instead.

I already answered the same questions as in 11 and 12, if I remember correctly, so I'm gonna skop those.

13. Is your character bothered by the sight of blood? If so, in what way?

Amalia is a doctor, so she’s used to the sight of blood and it would be veey inconvenient if she would faint when she sees blood.

Carmilla, Célestin, Dahlia and Valère are vampires. They aren’t really bothered by it, which would be inconvenient, and also don’t go feral when seeing blood.

Rebecca sometimes uses drops of blood for séances. Although it’s mostly for show and spectacle, because some clients expect it. It only makes sense, when the deceased one had a connection to blood, like a doctor or someone who was in a war.

Adara and Enzio aren’t bothered by the sight of blood.

Claude doesn’t like blood. He’s not scared of it, he simply doesn’t like the smell andanow sticky it is.

14. Does your character remember names or faces easier?

Remembers names easier: Carmilla, Dahlia, Claude

Remembers faces easier: Rebecca (in a way. She remembers people by what presence they carry), Célestin, Enzio

Has trouble remembering both: Amalia (she remembers people by their conditions)

Remembers both very well: Adara, Valère (they are doing their occupations for a while now)

15. Is your character preoccupied with money or material possession? Why or why not?

Amalia: she came around a lot and never had much money. Kindness and thankfulness provided for her, since she doesn’t expect money from those who don’t have much. Instead she got a place to stay and food. Her heart is preoccupied with her books and medical tools though and couldn’t endure if something were to happen to them.

Carmilla: she doesn’t care much for money. She can simply tell people what she needs and they obey. Material possessions have more value to her. She enjoys having aesthetically pleasing furnishing and a library, filled with old books from over the years.

Rebecca: her occult objects matter much to her. Of course she can communicate without them, but the objects are a form of occultism of themselves. Certain things are much harder to do, if at all. The objects are made from rare and valuable materials and are hard to craft, since the abstract instructions require precision, which makes crafting them again a nuisance.

Adara: while she loves being in the place as she is now, with all the luxury she has, which she doesn’t mind sharing, she finds influence and secrets of much higher importance.

Dahlia: money and material possessions don’t matter much to them. However, they value the gifts they got from Valère and Claude, because fond memories hang on those.

Célestin: as with Carmilla, he simply can get whatever he wants simply by saying the word. He quickly grows tired of material possession and it’s easy to get something new. He’s also not interested in rare objects. He didn’t leave his life with family to fall back into excess of that kind.

Enzio: he does value money and material possessions to a certain point, but hes mainly glad when he has enough to live without suffering poverty. Except for his violin. He has it for many years now and had to do many repairs on it, but it payed off. It works as new. There are also many memories attached to it.

Claude: doesn’t care much for either. He’s more of a person who takes what he needs from nature.

Valère: he misses the time when he had everything and got everything he wanted. He liked that aspect of being part of the nobility. He knows it’s not all in life, but it had a lot of perks and conveniences. So he still is preoccupied with material possessions in a way.

[slightly-gay-pogohammer]

anyway im gonna try and play some rayman yAY

as always while i’m playing that hellhole of a game, human au requests are open because i KNOW i’ll have to find a way to love that blondie again after dying over and over

cave of skops, i’m very afraid of you

[kerahlekung]

Zahid - New 40 Corruption Charges...

Zahid - New 40 Corruption Charges....

The First Man Facing Record 

100 Criminal Charges...

Java-immigrant Ahmad Zahid Hamidi misfortunes continue with no end in sight. It’s no wonder why the once powerful deputy prime minister was so eagerly getting back his seized passport to perform his “Umrah” in Saudi, despite the “mini Hajj” is non compulsory. He was so yearning that he fought to the Federal Court, the highest court and the final appellate court in the country. Unfortunately for Zahid, the Federal Court five-member bench was unanimous in dismissing his appeal to the return of his passport as the court agreed with previous High Court’s judgement that he is facing serious and multiple charges, hence, the likelihood and risk of absconding. Later, Zahid offered his version of a story as to why he must travel to Saudi. Although Zahid, known for his thuggery and corruption, had been performing Umrah for the past 30 years, his persistence in wanting to perform “Umrah” was due to his “hope and belief” that only the God could save him from going to jail. Days after his failure, Zahid recalled how he received 18 “missed calls” in 2015 while he was in Mecca, Saudi performing Umrah. Apparently, those calls were from his boss, then-PM Najib Razak, requesting his immediate return so that he could be appointed as the new deputy prime minister. So, Zahid thought the history will repeat itself and his luck could change for the better – if he could do Umrah again. He might miraculously receive missed calls again, informing him that all his 47 criminal charges are dropped. Already facing record 47 charges of criminal breach of trust (CBT), money laundering and corruption involving RM124 million, UMNO president Zahid has been slapped with additional 7 more corruption charges today. In total, he now faces 54 charges. But the party has just begun. The crook was so corrupt that even his boss Najib may not be able to match him.

Newly-appointed Malaysian Anti-Corruption Commission (MACC) chief commissioner Latheefa Koya said Zahid Hamidi will face 33 more charges tomorrow, on top of the 7 charges that were filed today. With the 40 new charges, the gangster Zahid will break another record – the first man to face 87 criminal charges. And you can bet your last dollar that it will breach 100 soon. The new 40 new corruption charges involved a total of RM47 million in relation to overseas visa system (VLN). For the first 7 charges filed today, the former deputy PM is to be prosecuted for receiving a total bribe of S$4.24 million (US$3.13 million; RM12.97 million) to extend the contract of Ultra Kirana, the operator of a one-stop centre in China and VLN (Visa Luar Negara). The offence allegedly happened at the deputy prime minister’s official residence in Seri Satria, Putrajaya, between March 28, 2017 and March 2, 2018. Zahid faces up to 20 years’ jail if found guilty. The corruption case is so mind-blowing that the MACC chief Latheefa and her deputy took time to attend the proceedings at the Kuala Lumpur Court Complex. As early as 2015, Mr. Zahid, who was the Minister of Home Affairs from 2013 to 2018, was condemned for appointing middlemen in foreign countries to “process” visa applications from workers coming to Malaysia. It has resulted in higher costs of recruiting foreign workers and has drawn protests from worker groups in source countries – especially Indonesia, Bangladesh and Nepal.

Zahid Hamidi and Bangladesh Worker

Visa “Processing Fees”

Part 1 and Part 2

Initially, foreign workers or their agents could submit their applications directly to the foreign missions and pay RM15 for processing. However, a new ruling imposed by Zahid, which was enforced in November 2014, required applicants of the foreign landing visa (VLN) to submit their forms to a one stop centre (OSC), which will charge RM100 per head, in addition to RM105 charged for “VLN services”. To add salt into injury, another company was appointed to carry out “immigration security clearance” (ISC) checks. The ISC company, believed to be linked to Zahid Hamidi and his cronies, would charge RM105 per head for identifying applicants who have been blacklisted from entering the country. Employers would have to pay for all the additional expenses introduced.

The Home Ministry argued that the new system and service charge would enable a smooth flow in processing visa application. Local industry players, however, had questioned the need for such centres and high costs when foreign missions have been doing the jobs without any hassle in the past. Yes, Zahid had been enriching himself with truckloads of money with the introduction of the 3 other costly layers. Previously, employers had to pay a levy of RM1,250 and a processing fee of RM200 and RM15 at the time the application is submitted at the foreign mission. With the introduction of three newly created “centres”, the cost has gone up from RM1,465 to RM1,775. At the time, the cost of sending 150,000 Indonesian workers alone would cost a staggering RM457 million.

Ultra Kirana Sdn Bhd - Companies Commission 

As it turned out, the jobs of the so-called VLN, OSC and ISC are merely to just receive the applications and forward them to the embassy. Even in the case of visa applications, the company just keys in the particulars of the applicants into a computer and forwards it to the embassy. It was a “clerical” job which required no special skills or technology. It was an ATM machine created to serve the greed of Zahid. In essence, VLN service has no meaningful value-add component whatsoever, but is merely an unnecessary collecting agent service. The biggest joke is this – ISC is tasked to carry out security screening “AFTER” the entire process of obtaining the visa has been completed, and of course, “AFTER” all the unnecessary fees have been paid. But Zahid had no idea how ridiculous and illogical the process has been. In truth, the disgraced Zahid should also be charged with treason. That’s because the national security and government’s interest have been compromised or jeopardised after the outsourcing of visa application to a third party like Ultra Kirana. It was revealed last year that the company had failed in its role as a screening and early vetting system for Chinese nationals entering the country.

Wan Quoris Shah Bin Wan Abdul Ghani aka Wan Badak is one of the big shareholders of Ultra Kirana. He is the main operator in the Chinese visa scandal. Wan Badak famous la his hands in many corrupt BN Govt projects. His biggest boss is ex Youth Sports Minister.His bosses are UMNO ex Ministers, Majlis Tertinggi UMNO so where they play small BN Govt. He is their Cari Makan Boy. He exposes Zahid 2 b witness.Poor Zahid...

But the daylight robbery didn’t stop with VLC. In early 2016, newly-crowned deputy prime minister Zahid Hamidi proposed to flood the country with an extra 1.5 million Bangladesh workers, despite the fact that undocumented or illegal foreign workers had already exceeded 1.7 million. Thanks to massive criticism, the crooked Zahid was forced to temporarily freeze his “cash cow” pet project. However, the temporary freeze came within 24-hour after Mr. Zahid signed a memorandum of understanding (MOU) with Bangladesh to import its workers. Acting secretary of Expatriate Ministry in Bangladesh, Begum Shamsunnahar told the Dhaka Tribune – “It is just an eyewash. Bangladesh will send workers to Malaysia as per the deal signed between the two countries.” For processing some 2 million China nationals alone, Ultra Kirana reportedly have made an estimated RM198 million profit from March 2016 to September 2018. Not bad for a company that has about only 20 agents throughout China to do the “clerical job”. UMNO supporters can absolutely take pride in producing a unicorn like Ahmad Zahid Hamidi, arguably one of the most shameless crooks - FT

𝗣ecah 𝗥ekod !!!.. 𝗭𝗮𝗵𝗶𝗱 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗶 𝗷𝘂𝗮𝗿𝗮 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗮 𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗮𝗸𝘄𝗮𝗮𝗻 𝗸𝗲𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗿𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗳𝗶𝗹 𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗴𝗶 𝗱𝗴𝗻 54 𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗮𝗸𝘄𝗮𝗮𝗻 𝘀𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗮𝗵 𝗺𝗲𝗺𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗮𝘀 𝗠𝘂𝘀𝗮 𝗔𝗺𝗮𝗻 (51 𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗮𝗸𝘄𝗮𝗻). Kes visa China yg didedah wartawan HMetro bagaimana gambar beruk pun boleh mohon visa masuk Msia janji bayar.  KP SPRM Latheefa Koya sendiri hadir di mahkamah ketika Zahid didakwa terima rasuah wang tunai.  Berdasarkan kertas pertuduhan, Ahmad Zahid didakwa sebagai Menteri Dalam Negeri di Kementerian Dalam Negeri (KDN) menerima suapan daripada Syarikat Ultra Kirana Sdn Bhd, iaitu wang tunai berjumlah keseluruhan $SDG4,240,000. Tindakan itu sebagai dorongan melanjutkan kontrak syarikat berkenaan sebagai Pengendali Perkhidmatan One Stop Center (OSC) di negara China dan Sistem Visa Luar Negara (VLN) di Seri Satria, Presint 16, Putrajaya, antara Mac 2017 dan Mac 2018. Zahid berdepan hukuman penjara maksimum 20 tahun dan denda lima kali ganda nilai suapan atau RM10,000 atau mana lebih tinggi. - BHonline

SPRM  lebih cekap dari PDRM...

SPRM telah mengesahkan tidak berlaku perpindahan wang ke dalam akaun Azmin Ali sebanyak AS$741,440 (kira-kira RM3.1 juta) daripada gergasi kejuruteraan UEM Group Berhad. Perkara ini disahkan oleh Timbalan Ketua Pesuruhjaya SPRM, Azam Baki. Sudah tentu kenyataan ini ebelim dibuat dirujukkan kepada Ketua Pengarahnya Lathefee Koya. Tampaknya SPRM jauh lebih cedas dan cekap berbanding dengan PDRM, dalam menjalani siasatan berkaitan Azmi di mana yang sampai kini Polis masih belum mengeluarkan apa apa kenyataan berhubung video lucah Haziq yang mengaitkan Azmi Ali. Rasanya siasatan berhubung wang dan video lucah itu berjalan serentak. Orang ramai kini tunggu siasatan PRDM berkaitan video itu dan dakwaan Haziq yang dia berseksual dengan Azmin. Ada yang akan berpuasa sebulan dan tidak akan berhenti selagi isu video itu tidak dimuktamadkan. Bagi kita isu video itu lebih utama dari dakwaan berlaku pindahan wang ke akaun Azmin itu. Kelambatan siasatan SPRM ini mungkin disebabkan kaedaan, teknik dan skop siasatannya berbeza. Cuma apa diharpakan kenyataan mengenai video itu nanti jangan pula ia dikeluarkan oleh Timbalan Ketua Polis Negara seperti mana yang berlaku kepada SPRM itu kenyataan berkaitan Azmin itu dibuat oleh timbalannya KP Azam Baki bukan Latheefa Koya. Polis perlu tegas dan cergas.  - mso

Demi Islam berkerjasama dengan

 " biawak kleptokrat" ke?...

1. Ada seorang pemimpin parti ehem menulis di fb beliau "insyaAllah..kami akan teruskan kerjasama PAS UMNO ini bukan sahaja sehingga PH tumbang bahkan demi Islam akan diteruskan sehingga akhir hayat." 2. So, ada dua sebab nampaknya "dua pasangan sejoli" ini berkerjasama -nak tumbangkan PH dan demi Islam. 3. Bila nak tumbangkan PH maknanya nak naikkan parti ehem dan Umno yang pemimpin parti mereka sendiri sebut " biawak hidup". Dalam bahasa mudah bila PH tumbang yang naik nanti " biawak hidup" dan " penunggang biawak hidup ". Not bad !. 4. Demi Islam? Maknanya "tanggung biawak hidup" itu adalah juga demi Islam lah ya. Bila mereka dakwa mereka buat demi Islam semasa memikul "biawak hidup", " mafhum mukhalafah"nya ( makna sebaliknya ) selain kerjasama mereka dan "biawak hidup", ia bukan demi Islam lah. So, seolah ada elemen monopoli di situ kan? Nak tanya.. bersama "biawak kleptokrat" demi Islam juga ke abang ? 4. Sehingga akhir hayat? Dalam Islam tiada akhir hayat hakikatnya. "Hayat" adalah bahasa Arab, yang maknanya ialah "kehidupan". Akhir hayat di dunia bukan pengakhiran sebenar hakikatnya. Ia sekadar transit je. Akhir hayat di dunia hakikatnya permulaan kepada hayat yang lain/baru iaitu hayat di alam barzakh dan selepas itu hayat yang kekal di akhirat. Anyway, abang rasa ada kami kisah ke jika abang hanya fikir hingga akhir hayat di dunia ni sahaja? - Yb Sepang,Peguam,PAS dulu

Ini bukan HELANG,tapi cenderawaseh yang tiada megah diri.

cheers.

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[lee1504]

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ introduction .ೃ࿐

Sbg Masterlist (updates whenever a piece is finished)

✯ about me ✯ what i post ✯ what i'm interested in ✯ tags ✯ masterlist

writing/art requests are back open

[lee1504]

hiiiii ᕕ( ՞ ᗜ ՞ )ᕗ

please write some tyden headcannons im dying for this ship, i absolutely LOVE it!!

aiden sometimes lays his head in tyler's lap (tyler pretends to hate it but secretly enjoys it)

aiden draws on tyler's shoulders in Expo when he's sleeping (tyler sometimes notices but depending on what he draws he might wash it off or not. because of this, taylor suspiciously asks if he gets tattoos but gave up after the first five batches)

they can fall asleep on each other in any type of possible way/position as if they're cats

tyler teaches aiden how to proper bleach/take care of his hair, and in return, aiden helps

these two have a possible future of buying Hell's Kitchen or whatever gordan ramsey owns and take over his business (they can literally open a restaurant if they try, since they're both excellent cooks and stuff)

tyler realized he started liking aiden after he (tyler) woke up from the coma, and aiden realized that he started liking tyler when they were in the facility together

tyler has a Netflix account but is always surprised when he sees movies like The Bee Movie and The Nightmare Before Christmas when he previously watched stuff like Top Gun

^ aiden found out the password for tyler's account because of taylor

hand holding:

^ tyler prefers D and aiden prefers C

nicknames:

for tyler: scary man, angry man, frowny face, meanie, rage-quitter. the following are used less: pookie, babygirl

for aiden: idiot, blondie, stupid, clown, mr durable. the following are used less: goldilocks, sunshine

[lee1504]

taylor x ashlyn? fluff? just like a walk in the park, cherry blossoms, holding hands, just happy to be girlfriends!

tyyy

bro i'm so sorry this is so late T-T asfbnrwejjhfb

@rinisasnaillle (tagging you just in case you didn't get the notification)

"I don't want to do this," Ashlyn said, as soon as her parents parked the car. They had been driving for more than an hour to the park Taylor had recommended. There was a path that wound through the park, shaded by cherry blossom trees. There was also a lake, a picnic area, and a children's park. And way too many people.

"Can we go back?" Ashlyn asked. She leaned forwards in the seat behind her parents. "Please?"

Her dad chuckled. He glanced at her in the rearview mirror, then said, "Nah." That's it. No other words.

"C'mon, Ash. It's the weekend. You're supposed to have fun with your friends!" her mom said.

"I don't feel like having fun today," Ashlyn muttered, slumping in the seat. She tapped her foot against the floor.

"You even put on some makeup," her mom added. She was right.

"That's because you told me to," Ashlyn replied, grumping. She adjusted the headphones on her head, staring out the window ocassionally.

Where was Taylor? Where was everyone else? There were too many people outside. It was too crowded. She didn't want to leave the car, and--

"Hey, look, it's your friend!" her dad exclaimed, interrupting her thoughts. Ashlyn glanced out the window, her heart skipping a beat. Taylor was approaching the Jeep. Tyler wasn't with her today.

"Let's go," her mom said.

"Wait--already? What about the others--?" But her parents were already leaving. Ashlyn muttered under her breath, leaving the car, too.

"Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Banner!" Taylor exclaimed. She looked cute. She wore an ankle length skirt and a tucked in beige blouse, a few shades lighter than her eyes. She beamed at Ashlyn. "Hey, Ash! You look cute!"

Ashlyn's face warmed. She looked away. "...Thanks," she mumbled.

She stared at the trees as Taylor talked to her parents. It didn't seem awkward for Taylor, but standing there by herself...Ashlyn cleared her throat as something to do. After what seemed an eternity, they were done.

"Alright, it was nice seeing you, Taylor," Ashlyn's mom said, smiling at her.

Her father turned towards Ashlyn. "Go have fun, Trooper," he said. It seemed like a threat.

Ashlyn finally relaxed when she saw her parents drive the car away. She let out a sigh she didn't know she was holding in. "Sorry," she said quickly to Taylor. "That must've been weird--"

Taylor laughed lightly. "No, it's okay. Your parents are cool." She smiled.

Ashlyn noticed that she was staring. She quickly looked away. "O-Oh. Thanks. I'll tell them that."

They stood there quietly for a few seconds. Taylor finally said, "So...do you want to get going?"

+++++

They walked along the path underneath the cherry blossom trees. Ashlyn liked the way Taylor's hair moved when the wind stirred. Taylor was talking about something--mechanics, probably--but Ashlyn was too preoccupied with how she looked.

"So, Ash, what do you think?"

Ashlyn jolted. "What?"

Taylor giggled. "I asked what do you think of me winning first place in the VEX Robotics Competition?"

Ashlyn had no idea what that meant. "That's cool. Good for you," she said.

Taylor beamed again.

They continued walking, with Taylor mostly leading the way. She seemed familiar with this park, but Ashlyn had no idea where they were going. As they carried on, she realized that there were less and less people around.

"Where are we going?" she asked.

Taylor turned, grinning. "You'll see."

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"Woah."

They had reached the opposite side of the lake. There was almost no people around, except for a couple, but they were pretty far away. The lake was a dazzling blue-green color, littered with colorful rocks.

"Like it?" Taylor asked. They approached the pebbly shore. Taylor sat down on a larger rock, patting the area next to it. Hesitantly, Ashlyn sat. Their knees touched.

"I picked out this place," Taylor continued. "I heard it was a pretty spot during spring, but I was worried there would be more people. I-I mean, there were people, but that was only back on the path..."

Ashlyn smiled, staring at the water. She lowered her headphones slowly, keeping them around her neck. The sounds of the water and wind was louder, but tolerable.

"It's nice," she finally said.

Taylor smiled. Ashlyn loved her smiles. They were always so warm and friendly. She felt like the ones Taylor gave her were special. Maybe she was special.

Taylor leaned against Ashlyn's shoulder, sighing. Ashlyn stiffened, then relaxed. She liked the feeling of Taylor relaxing against her, of them relaxing against each other. It was calming. Peaceful.

"I like your outfit," Taylor said after a while.

Ashlyn's face warmed. "Oh. Thanks." It was the same as what she normally wore, a large Paramore shirt and dark cargo pants, along with her usual boots. "I feel like I underdressed," she confessed.

Taylor laughed lightly. "I think I overdressed."

They dissolved into silence again, but it wasn't awkward.

"Ash, can I ask you something?" Taylor whispered softly.

"Sure," Ashlyn replied. She could sense Taylor hesitate.

"Is it alright if I hold your hand?" she asked.

Ashlyn's eyes widened slightly out of surprise. She glanced down at her hands. They were close to Taylor's.

"Sure," she said again. "You can hold my hand."

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like i said

I'M SO SORRY THIS CAME OUT SO LATE UEGFYEJRH

and i'm not that good at writing fluff (?) so i hope this reaches your expectations :')

is this even fluff T-T

[lee1504]

io

Till didn't really remember anything about his birth mother. He was raised by his Guardian, not another human being.

He could remember some things though.

He remembered her hands. His mother's hands were similar to his, although a bit more calloused. She had long fingers, and he would remember seeing her move them in the air as if she was strumming something. He'd also see her writing things down on pieces of paper, but she'd always keep them from him.

He remembered her hair. They resembled each other so much that it was hard to forget some of her features. Her hair was almost silvery, cut short just like his, at the nape of her neck. Whenever she embraced him, he'd feel her hair brushing against the top of his head.

Most of all, he remembered her warmth. No matter how sad or cold he felt, whenever she hugged him tight, pulling him close, her warmth would always comfort him.

One day, she disappeared. Everywhere Till looked, he couldn't find her. Her face was blurring into the many faces he saw each day, and he began to panic, thinking that'd he'd forget what she looked like, how her hair and hands looked.

He discovered she had been writing a song for him. All of her notes were gathered into a pile on the floor, and in almost-scratchy handwriting, For Till was written on the top.

The papers dropped from his hands, fluttering to the ground. The hours into the night that she'd be humming, she was practicing the song for him.

He knew her voice was beautiful. Nobody could compete against her and win.

So where did she go?

Every song that Till sang, he gave it his all. Even during the practice sessions, he'd try being the most harmonic out of all of them. The expressions on his face changed from blank to earnest. Some of the others watched him, but he paid them no mind.

Till didn't want to lose the memory of his mother. He didn't want her face to disappear once and for all. He didn't want to forget what her hugs felt like.

Every song that Till would sing was an homage to his mother, so that somewhere, wherever she was, she knew he was thinking of her.

[lee1504]

Platonic taylor and Aiden talking about their shared romantic partner ash fluff??? /nf (<- writing request, Hah-cha I sent it eventually and that’s all that matters…didn’t forget at all...)

-💫

I KNOW WHO YOU ARE AND YES 😈

(sorry if what i wrote doesn't meet ur expectations bc it didn't reach mine 😭)

"So." Taylor's hands were clasped together in front of her, resting on the table. She was leaning close, brow furrowed, her expression serious.

"So," Aiden replied. He was mimicking her pose, except he was grinning that mischievous, up-to-no-good smile of his.

Taylor's eyes narrowed, then she said, "What intentions do you have with my girlfriend?"

It took about two seconds before the two could burst out laughing. They were seated across each other at Aiden's dining table. They could hear Tyler and Ben playing with Lily, his younger cousin, outside, and Ashlyn was sitting on the porch steps. It was hot, and the two wanted to stay inside where the AC was nice and cool.

"What intentions," Aiden repeated in a falsetto. Taylor snorted. The door leading to the front yard was cracked open, and Ashlyn's coppery-orange hair could be seen in its two usual braids.

"Don't make fun of me," Taylor snickered. They were quiet for a millisecond before giggling again.

Aiden craned his neck, turning around so that he could see the red-headed girl outside.

"Aww, look who's in love," Taylor teased, drawing out the last word.

Aiden whipped back around, scowling, but not angry. "So are you!"

Taylor rolled her eyes. "Whatever. It's Ash. Ash is Ash. She's cute."

"Yeah," Aiden agreed. They were silent for another moment, but then smiles interrupted their faces. "I love our girlfriend," he joked.

"Me too," Taylor replied. They giggled once more. Out of the corner of their eye, they could see Ashlyn turn and look at them, wondering what was so funny.

They waved at her, simultaneously. She raised an eyebrow, then waved back. Aiden blew a playful kiss. Ashlyn's face tinted slightly pink, before she stood up and headed out of sight.

"I like her so much."

"Me too."

"She's so cute."

"Yeah."

"She's, like, cute but scary."

"Scary but cute."

They submerged into giggles once more.

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laughter like honey

(inspired by @livsmessydoodles 's post)

Jayce never saw him laugh. When he did, it was a slight chuckle, with his lips still closed, eyes open. He knew it wasn't a real life; he was only being polite. When they were with their friends, or people he was a bit more familiar with, he would show his teeth while smiling, but his eyes were still open and they wouldn't crease around the edges.

He wanted to see him laugh, if he were to be honest. The others always laughed when he tried to be funny, but he'd always see him do a slight chuckle, mouth closed, eyes open, as if he were shying away.

He was always busy with his work. Jayce would peer over his head, resting his chin against his shoulder, watching him for the few seconds he would sketch in his notebook, before finally noticing the other man. He'd jump up, chuckle, then give Jayce a quick kiss on the cheek before closing the book.

Jayce would sometimes sneak up on him as he worked, his back turned to him. He'd poke his sides, ruffle his hair, but he'd always give him that closed-mouth smile.

Maybe it because when Piltover was shining with its golden sunlight and golden buildings. Maybe it was because it was a lazy day, where Jayce didn't have any current Council duties. Maybe it was because they decided to stay together the whole day.

Jayce was tinkering, as usual. The other man could hear him across the room, welding metal together. Jayce had that spark in his eye, the one he had whenever he felt as if he was inventing something great. He always did.

Suddenly, there came a boom from where Jayce was working. Dust and colored smoke billowed from Jayce's workplace, coating his face and clothes.

And then.

Viktor burst out laughing, eyes closed, mouth open. His teeth showed as he smiled, his eyes roaming over the remaints of Jayce's explosion.

Maybe it was because Piltover was shining with its golden sunlight and golden buildings. Maybe it was because it was a lazy day, where Jayce didn't have any current Council duties. Maybe it was because they decided to stay together the whole day.

But when Viktor laughed with that crooked smile of his, Jayce knew exactly what it had sounded like. He knew that, like all of his other calculations, that he was correct, that the laugh was exactly what he had been fantasizing about.

Viktor's golden laugh sounded exactly like honey.

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butterfly kisses

They were laughing again. It was the good laugh, the amazing type, where your sides start to hurt and you can't breathe and it's taking all your willpower not to fall onto the floor, gasping for air.

It was the type of laugh you share with your closest friends, the type of laugh you try to hold in as the teacher is speaking, the type of laugh that makes you feel like you're swimming in a pool, with golden sunlight drifting around you.

She didn't know what made him do it. First, they were snickering with each other as they told one another secrets, judging them on how embarrassing they were or sounded.

Then, the were doubling over, hugging their sides, giggling almost maniacally, unable to stop themselves.

And then when he pulled her up back on the couch, he kissed her, right on the forehead.

"What was that?" Taylor asked, still catching her breath. She thought she imagined it, but no, she hadn't. They were still grinning like little kids.

"A kiss," Aiden said. He grabbed her, tickling her sides. She shrieked, kicking him playfully. He planted another soft kiss at the side of her temple.

She burst out laughing. The jokes still played in her head from earlier, but she still felt so happy, so stupidly happy, here next to her best friend.

She reached up, touching his face, cupping his face. She quickly kissed his own cheek, then pulled back, smiling. He was beaming too, and he looked radiant.

"Do it again," she said.

His smile growing wide, Aiden kissed Taylor's other temple. "Mwah!" he exclaimed, exaggerating the movement. She giggled.

"Thank you, honey," Taylor teased. Aiden's laugh was contagious. Her sides ached from laughing so much, but she didn't even know what was funny anymore. Maybe it was just her. Maybe it was both of them.

"Of course, sweetie," he replied. She burst out laughing again.

"I like you," she told him. "A lot. Infinitely actually."

He laughed, then said, "Me too. Infinitely."

She laughed again. She wanted to breathe, but she couldn't stop laughing, couldn't stop smiling.

She wanted to stay like this, in this moment, with her happiness, infinitely.

[lee1504]

Hi! I saw ur tyden hc and I thought they were so adorable <3

If it's fine can you do hc for aidlyn?

ashlyn's love language is gift giving (she buys him little keychains) and aiden's is physical touch (he likes cuddling with her)

^ speaking of physical touch, ashlyn used to find him hugging and being clingy a bit weird but then got used to it

ashlyn's parents are the type of people to show guests baby photos of ashlyn while she's getting ready or something

during thunderstorms they would go aiden's house to watch movies in his room and stuff

^ if it gets too loud for ashlyn she forces herself to fall asleep/take a nap (Aiden doesn't mind. he finds it cute)

aiden confessed that he liked her in the most theatric way; he snuck into ashlyn's room, covered most of her things with pink and green glitter, hung streamers at the window, and had a paper with 'i like you' in a small treasure box on her pillow (she knew what the decor meant even without opening the box)

ashlyn confessed when she was yelling at him for doing something stupid. she was yelling about how he shouldn't do reckless things because it hurt her to see him do it, and that's when she blurted it out

ashlyn doesn't mind hand holding unless it's the full palm; she likes when he holds her fingers, which is a bit weird but is her preference

aiden likes singing for her even though he isn't that good

nicknames:

for ashlyn: ballet girl, thumbelina, annie, rusty, short stuff

for aiden: legally blond, beach head, sandy

[lee1504]

the look

There was a look in Till's eye whenever he picked up a charcoal pencil. The way he brushed his hand over a new canvas, making sure it was smooth and ready for him to draw on. The way he raised the microphone to his lips during practice, taking a delicate breath.

It was almost as if he was waiting, yearning for something to do. He wasn't allowed near most sharp things, ever since one of his outbursts towards his teacher. But he was allowed to draw, even if it was for only a short amount of time.

Ivan noticed his art. It was beautiful, and sometimes scary, in a charming, terrifying way. What someone would say was scribbles, Ivan would see a pair of eyes, a nose, and lips hovering on the page. The jagged lines were intentional, but at least he knew he was the only one he could see through it.

The look disappeared for a while. His privileges grew smaller. He wasn't allowed to use the pencils unless his Guardian was with him. He was barely with him anyway, and was always bound hands and feet, mouth covered.

Ivan wanted to reach out to him, to hold his hand, to comfort him, maybe stay with him. He never asked, but the Guardians never allowed it.

After a while, the look came back. It grew larger, almost like a spark of flickering flame. Soon, Till was under control.

He was working on a large piece of art in one of the empty rooms. The canvas hung from nearly the top of the wall, all the way to the floor. There were only dark shades of gray, and multiple lines, but Ivan could see what the image was.

It was the Garden.

And then.

The spark--the look--disappeared again. No matter where Ivan look, no matter which was he turned, he could find it.

It only appeared in his dreams. Till only appeared in his dreams. After they disposed of his--the--body, Ivan could still see him. Still touch and feel his warmth.

He could hear his last song ringing through his head.

The piece Till was working on was never finished.

The spark was gone.

Till was gone.

Ivan felt cold.

[lee1504]

Do you want anguish? I will give you anguish. Ashlyn having a panic attack in front of everyone (Trauma Squad). Why? There are many reasons, one of them is "being a leader has its consequences, and living with that weight is horrible." I don't know, I can't think of anything else.

A flower 🌹 for you, Good afternoon

I I I I I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR AN ASK/REUQEST LIKE THIS OML THANK YOU ANON MAY YOU HAVE ALL THE FLOWERS IN THE WORLD

It was happening again.

Sweat beaded her forehead, her palms sweaty and shaking. She felt as if she was looking at the ground from above, not in her own body, floating above the rest of the world.

Something was ringing.

What was ringing?

She clutched at her head, tugging at her hair. God, everything hurt. Please, she wanted to stop herself from hurting.

This was her fault. She was hurting because of herself.

A vivid memory flashed in her mind. The car veering out of control, the wheel slipping from her hands.

The plead for help as the boy fell out of the vehicle.

She thrashed out, hitting something soft with her fist. A soft thump sounded as something hit the ground, but she realized it was just her pillow.

When she opened her eyes, her vision tilted slightly. The room was too white, and too bare, and too empty. It was too quiet, and the silence was deafening, suffocating her as if she were at the bottom of the ocean.

It's all my fault, she thought. Something wet moved down her face, and she quickly swiped at it. More and more tears fell. The more she wiped those tears away, the quicker they'd be replaced.

It's all my fault. It's all my fault, she though again, gripping at the edge of her bed. She was restless, and she wanted to do something, break something, but there was nothing but her and the stupid, stupid bed in the room.

It's all my fault we came here! she thought. She made an animal-like sound, almost like a groan, hugging her sides. Her vision swam with tears and something else, and she gritted her teeth to stop herself from crying out loud.

They were watching. Whoever ran this facility was watching her at this very moment through hidden cameras.

She still couldn't do anything.

It's all my fault; it's all my fault, she kept thinking to herself. She was full on crying now, heaving out sobs. She couldn't handle this anymore. Why did she even volunteer to be the leader in the first place.

It'd be better if I was dead, she thought. Her hands clutched at her t-shirt. I shouldn't be alive. This is all my fault.

Suddenly, as if a flip had switched, she stopped hurting. The pain in her head and heart was gone, replaced with something buzzing, as if waiting.

She looked around for a clock, still swiping at her face. Did she do the switch? Did it happen already?

She was still crying, the sound ugly and wet and almost desperate. But at least she wasn't hurting; physically.

But at what cost?