#so I didn't want to throw her in randomly just to have her silently in the background

[denwritesandcries]

Call me Yours – N.S

Pairing: natalie scatorccio x fem!reader

Summary: You’re in a closet with Natalie Scatorccio. How ironic.

Word count: 2,3k.

Content: NSFW minors dni, no crash!AU, cursing, arguing, jealousy, makeout session, thigh riding, slightly toxic behavior?? but it wouldn't be a yellowjacket relationship if it weren't just a little.

Note: Is it a secret relationship?? Friends with benefits??? I don't know man but they’re horny.

English is not my first language.

You're in a closet with Natalie Scatorccio.

There is a party going on outside, students filling the rooms of Lottie's house with loud generic music playing in the background, but the small room you two were locked in remained silent, too silent.

“See ya’ in 7 minutes, ladies!” Van's mocking voice cuts through the air, but a knife could have done the same; the blonde snorts and you roll your eyes, fixing your gaze somewhere in the darkness so you don't have to face her.

“Ugh, how old does she think we are?” Natalie hisses, you can feel her eyes on your face, even though you can't see much more than the outline of her body at the moment.

You say nothing, arms crossed over your chest and a frown covering your face, Nat tries again:

“I didn’t even want to come to this stupid party.”

“I get it,” you bite, just because you know her well enough to guess that she won’t stop complaining until she gets something out of you, “I get that you don’t want to be here, Natalie.”

She must finally realize how mad you are – mad at her – at the sound of her full name instead of the nickname that always seemed to be on the tip of your tongue, because you swear you can hear her teeth chattering when she shuts her mouth.

With a growl of frustration, you let your head hit the wall with a thud. Great, your night was already being shit, the last thing you needed was to end up playing 7 minutes in heaven with the person who was the cause of your bad mood. Simply amazing.

You see, Natalie had been acting weird for days now, randomly avoiding your company and acting like she didn't know you in the school hallways and being really rude to you during practice. Now, this might even be normal and acceptable behavior from the quiet blonde if you were anyone else, but you weren't. You are her girlfriend.

Are? Were? You don't know for sure anymore given the way she's been acting lately.

Maybe it wouldn't have made you so angry – confused? Yes. Sad? Definitely, but not angry like that – if it weren't for today, for the party.

You had planned to meet Nat at Lottie's party and corner her to finally make her explain what the hell is wrong, dammit, because one afternoon you're smoking with your girlfriend and friends quietly in the basement and the next she's throwing you daggers with her glance every time you open your mouth around her. Anyway, that's what you were going to do, until you found her in the Matthews' giant kitchen leaning against the counter with a cup of beer in her hand and Kevyn Tan practically throwing himself at her, keeping an arm full of spike bracelets wrapped around her shoulders and face with heavy makeup too close to hers to be considered friendly, drooling for Nat like he's always done since you've known about his existence.

Now that really pissed you off.

Who does that sad, emo, pitiful boy think he is to touch your girlfriend like that? And why is she letting him?

You think she could feel you fuming as you stared at them from the door, because the next second she lifted her head and looked at you like a deer caught in the headlights, as if she knew exactly that she was doing something she shouldn't have.

Screw it, you thought, if she'd rather act like you didn't matter anymore, then fine. You won't be standing just watching.

You turned around and only managed to disappear around the house for the next half hour before Taissa appeared with a tired frown and practically dragged you to where the group had gathered with an empty bottle, because Van and Jackie wanted to play something – 'If I'm in this, then you’re too!’ – and well, fuck.

You two have been completely quiet for almost a whole minute and that it's eating you alive; Nat has always handled silence well, you haven't.

Fidgeting with the hem of your own shirt angrily, you huff and give up on the tough act, the blonde straightens up when she hears your footsteps approaching her.

"What is happening?" Your voice comes out in a shamefully desperate tone, “Why are you acting like this with me? What did I do?"

You can see her now, being so close and now used to the dark; her fists are clenched, Natalie keeps her eyes fixed on your figure. For a moment, you think she's going to keep her cold facade and avoid your question with some sarcastic response, she most likely considered it, from the way her mouth opens and closes for a quick moment.

She turns her face to the side, trying to hide, but you can see the difference in tone in the paleness of her skin anyway. Oh, she's embarrassed.

“Nat?”

She mumbles something you don't understand, then your curiosity gives way to the anger and your hands find her face, turning it so Natalie is looking at you.

"What was this?" You ask again, softly this time.

“You called me your girlfriend.” She spits it out fast as if it were just a single sentence, rolling her eyes at your confused face, “You called me your girlfriend to everyone when we were smoking after practice last week.”

Oh, you remember that, when Jackie decided to lecture you all about the smell of smoke that lingered on her clothes after she and Shauna decided to tag along on one of your hangouts with Lottie, Van and Tai, turning up her nose and talking about how you all – and especially Nat – should stop with this habit. ‘Jackie, stop bothering my girlfriend!’, that’s what you said. Is that what made you spend a whole week grounded in the doghouse?

“...And isn’t that what we are?” You try, unsure. This conversation is not taking a very pleasant turn toward a reconciliation.

Nat bites hard her bottom lip, you can see her struggling with the next words:

“It’s just… no one was supposed to know.”

“Oh,” you mutter pathetically, sounding very much like a wounded puppy, “So that’s the problem.”

You're in a closet with Natalie Scatorccio. How ironic.

You can tell she regrets it the moment she says it, grabbing your hands in hers as you pull away.

“No, no, I’m sorry. I– I didn’t mean it like that.”

“How did you meant that then?” Your initial anger and frustration return with a vengeance, you move forward until Nat's back hits a shelf in the small room.

Natalie always does this. Avoid anything that labels your relationship as real; calling your dates ‘hangouts’, not touching you when there are people around, leaving your house before you wake up in the morning, avoiding kisses and caresses that don't initiate anything sexual, calling you ‘friend’ when you can see that the whole team knows this is not all you two are.

Still, – still – she always shows up at your house when she's upset; she doesn't like it when you miss your 'hangouts'; always stays close to you wherever you are together; gets mad when she sees you talking to other girls, even if they are nothing more than classmates; leaves marks all over your body, but doesn't let you do the same, spots and more spots all over your neck that are impossible to cover. People know that you're dating, they just don't know that you're dating Natalie.

And then she gets mad at you for finally putting a name to whatever this is and starts avoiding you completely, even though it's been months since it all started and you've known each other for years.

Nat gasps when your hands find her waist with a firm grip, bringing your lips closer to her ear:

“I’m gonna make you want me to be your girlfriend.”

You swear you feel the shiver that runs through her body. Nat smells like cigarettes and mint gum and it tastes the same when your mouth meets hers.

Her arms are around your neck before she's even processed what's happening, black painted nails playing with the hair on the back of your neck like it's second nature – and it is.

The way Natalie tilts her head to deepen the kiss and bites your lip hard when your hands come up to caress the skin under her shirt says your actions are much appreciated.

The husky, needy moan that escapes your throat when you realize she's braless, palming and massaging her soft skin brings a cocky smile to her face, she sighs, breaking the kiss and letting her head fall back against the shelf in satisfaction.

Nat doesn't moan, not like you do. She seems to want to hold back as much as possible, taking all kinds of reactions from you and your body, but not giving the pleasure of having the same from her. You want to change this.

You let your mouth roam from her strong jaw to her pale neck, leaving wet kisses, bites, and marks. Many marks. You bite the thin skin in different spots, soothing the bite with your tongue, hoping for the spots to form and stay there for days, for everyone to see.

You lazily slide a knee between her legs when you feel Natalie try to turn you around to take control. You usually let her do it, but not today. She squeals in surprise and pleasure, hips instantly grinding against you.

“Nah-ah, Nat,” you cut, bringing a hand down to slow the pace of her hips, “I guess you shouldn’t take anything today, or do you think I forgot about how much you paid attention to that little emo bastard earlier, huh?”

“You hate him that much, huh?” She tries to say in a mockery tone, wanting to turn the tables again, but it sounds pathetic as her voice breaks later in the last words.

“Yes,” you say easily, leaving a lingering kiss on her shoulder, finding her pulse point, “He was touching you. Touching my girlfriend.”

You bite down hard on the skin when Natalie turns her head to grant access and she moans, actually moans, fuck, you did it. A full sound, loud enough to make your pupils dilate until your irises almost disappear. This, this sound, you want to hear this forever.

It's been more than seven minutes, you think, or maybe our discussion was just really quick. You wonder if you would have time to take one of her breasts into your mouth, feeling the way she rolls her eyes and thrusts her hips against your thigh, now free from your hands, when you roll her nipples hard between your fingers.

She sighs as she receives another kiss from you, much softer now, more affectionate, feeling her hand tracing circles on your cheek.

A quick, loud knock on the door startles you both, making Nat jump and bang her head against one of the shelves behind her and knock something over, “Fuck!” She screams and you instinctively reach for her head to check for injuries.

You look at the source of the knock, it's definitely not Van calling, she would have opened the door at once just to laugh at your faces.

“Girls, time is over!” Jackie's voice sings on the other side.

“Ugh,” Natalie grunts, clearly frustrated at being interrupted so abruptly, she takes the opportunity to finally take a look at the closet as you head towards the door, “Is this some kind of pantry?”

“I don’t know,” you shrug, “Rich people have so many random rooms scattered around their houses.”

There are loud whistles and jeers as you leave, half the football team gathered in the busy room and giving you knowing looks, you give Van the finger when she points out the traces of dark lipstick on your mouth.

“Were you guys actually going to fuck in there?” She teases, arching an eyebrow with a smirk.

You open your mouth to retort – probably with something stupid – but Natalie is quicker:

“Fuck off Van, stop bothering my girlfriend.”

Van gives up the provocation, raising her arms in surrender and Nat rolls her eyes as if she hadn't said anything important, but you're absolutely frozen, listening to your heart beating rapidly against your ears.

Natalie looks back when she notices you standing still and snorts in amusement at your reaction, grabbing you by the wrist and pulling you with her.

“C’mon,” she says, “Let’s go, silly, I got something to do–”

“Move!” Jackie interrupts with an anxious tone, pushing you gently by the shoulder and bouncing on her heels, “It’s our turn.”

You catch a glimpse of Shauna standing shyly behind her like a shadow being dragged to the closet and Jeff sitting on the floor with the rest of his classmates with the most confused and defeated expression you've ever seen as Nat hurriedly guides you out.

When you're about to get into her car, Natalie surprises you, grabbing your waist with her cold hands and pressing you against the door, hungry eyes fixed on your form.

“I–” you stutter nervously, “I thought we were going home?”

Natalie nods.

“We are,” she agrees, “I just have to do you first.”

Well, maybe your night won't end as bad as you thought it would.

[moonsceptre]

do you think bretlejuice loved lydia in the first movie or it was to get into the human world?

It was debunked in the second movie that his reasoning was exclusively to become mortal, so I don't know why people still believe that.

Jeremy knows the process of swapping places with a mortal and he tries to trick Astrid into doing it. This did not require marriage. If Betelgeuse wanted to trap Lydia, he would have offered her a place in the afterlife just as Jeremy did. Lydia wanted to die so it's not like it would have been a difficult task to convince her, yet he asked her "why?" bewildered that she actually wanted to be dead, and made up some bullshit that he needed marriage to be free.

Marriage between the dead and the living seems to be a mutual agreement to traverse both realms together, which contextually makes sense for Betelgeuse and Lydia because neither of them want to be alone anymore. Why would Betelgeuse even want to become human again? He has timewarping powers and can levitate.. throwing all of that away would not benefit him. Marrying Lydia was killing two birds with one stone: remain with the love of his life forever, and travel between life and death together. This is what happens in the cartoon, too.

1st Movie

• Betelgeuse had time to silently study Lydia, as Juno told the Maitlands off for not putting him away. Juno had to summon a brothel just to distract him from Lydia.

• "I don't want to do business with you deadbeats anyway, thank you. The only one I think I can deal with is Edgar Allan Poe's daughter. She understands me."

• "We've come for your daughter, Chuck."

His intentions are told to your face. Falling in love didn't just randomly happen off screen. Maybe this is my assumption but I get the impression the shippers who insist he wasn't interested in the first movie are just puritans who want Beej to be a perfect sweetheart who does no wrong lol.

And this?

From the 1990 sequel's scrapped script, there's a few things that are total nonsense and a few things that have remained canon.

Betelgeuse takes a polaroid picture of Lydia out of his pocket several times. He looks at it constantly while they're separated. I believe this was going to be a recurring motif where Betelgeuse was so besotted by her that he kept her picture on him at all times.

When Betelgeuse is trying to persuade Lydia, you can see he has a polaroid tucked away in his robe.

Who else would it be other than Lydia?

...Sorry, I waffled so much on this answer. @_@

[ratcash-wasgud]

Hihi! Hope you are having a great day, but I had an idea/request for a modern mizu headcanons or fic? or a mix of both? I've been having a rough week, and dealing with some sh. i know this can be triggering for some, so don't write it if it's too much, but I'd really appreciate maybe a modern mizu x struggling or sh reader? and mizu does what she can to help reader feel better and keep reader safe from harming themselves? i hope this is okay! xoxo

hey lovely! no, no, this is actually so valid. i love this idea.

TW tho, as obvious, self harm and mention of suicide.

I hope you enjoy this one.

"...Hey, you...you okay?" Mizu steps into the bathroom, her face draining of color. She noticed how different you were acting these past weeks;

Randomly going silent during conversations, refusing to make eye contact with anyone, or biting you lips and picking at your skin violently...

But she'd never thought she'd see this. You, the love of her life, the one she'd die if she lost, the only one keeping her sane, standing or...hunching over in front of the bathroom sink, blood trickling and dripping everywhere, and your eyes looking back at her.

She's frozen. She doesn't know what to do. She doesn't know what would be right to do in this situation. Should she comfort you? Do you even want her comfort right now?

But all those questions flee her mind the moment your lips start trembling, your eyes narrow and fill up with tears, your nose scrunching up in a sniffle. "I...I'm sorry."

Mizu doesn't hesitate to basically jump away from the door and rush to hug you, not caring about the blood getting on her clothes. "It's okay...it's okay." She whispers it like a mantra in your ear. "Everything's fine...I'm here, you're here. We're here...i promise everything's fine."

After that, she sat on the bathroom floor with you until you calmed down, stroking your back while whispering the same, calming things in your ear.

When you calmed down, Mizu bandaged up your arms in silence after cleaning them up. She made sure to be gentle, not wanting to touch any cuts directly, but putting enough pressure on them to stop the bleeding. She didn't dare to look into your eyes while she did it, but when she was done, she leaned down to gently kiss the bandages.

She didn't ask anything, as she didn't know what to ask, or if she can even ask anything. She was just...worried. Worried more than anything.

She then silently led you to the bed, cuddled up behind you, and waited for the similar sound of your breathing slowing down as you fell asleep.

She couldn't sleep for a couple hours more tho. She stayed up, eyes closed, face burried into the warmth of your neck from behind.

You're warm. You're still here.

The next morning, she woke up before you, preparing coffee like she always does for you. When you came out to the kitchen, your eyes sleepy and the bandages still tight on your arms, Mizu gathered up all her strength.

"...can you tell me why?" She asks, her voice low and quiet. You looked at her for a couple moments, before sitting down at the kitchen table.

You started talking about your family backround, how school and work combined stress you out, how you don't like looking at yourself in the mirror. Mizu knew she was the one asking, but she hated hearing it, because she felt powerless.

But even if she felt that way, she was determined. She'll somehow make it better for you.

She spent the next day, thinking about ways to help you get more comfortable with yourself.

She started drawing small cats and bugs on your bandages when she changed them, to make you not want to throw up when you see them.

She stole your lipstick to make a kissmark on the mirror, to exactly where your forehead is in height, so everytime you look in the mirror, you get "kissed".

And she came up with this genius idea to bug a huge pack of stickers, and give you one for every day you stay clean.

She knew it wasn't much.

But to you it meant the world.

[bpcr3yes]

Valeria having a 9-year-old daughter and she randomly bringing a cat to Valeria house (Valeria hates animal)

MY GOD THIS IS SO CANON It's not that she doesn't like animals, she just thinks they're a lot of work

Imagine Valeria coming home tired after having had stressful meetings just wanting a kiss from her beloved wife.

She arrives home and quickly goes up to her part of the house and finds you and your little daughter hiding something, she raises an eyebrow in doubt as she stealthily approaches we all agree that this woman is a master at walking silently

She comes very close to you while trying to see what is behind your child. ''¿Qué esconden chicas?'' Her voice sounds hoarse as she tries to see what's going on.

When you hear her voice behind you, you jump in fright as you try to hide the animal.

''Amor, I didn't hear you coming.'' a nervous laugh escapes your lips as you approach her running your fingertips over her tattooed arms.

She turns her eyes towards you while furrowing her eyebrows, knowing very well what you are doing. ''What are you hiding from me?Bonita.'' her tone changes to a firm tone as she corners you trying to find out the truth

Before you could say anything, a 9-year-old girl appears behind you holding a cat in her hands, the little girl turns and smiles at Valeria. ''¡mamá! ¡mirar!''

Valeria's gaze softens a little as she looks at the creature in her daughter's hands, she approaches and bends down to the child's height. ''mi amor, ¿dónde encontraste… esto?''

"Lo encontré en el jardín y mamá dijo que podíamos quedárnoslo.'' your daughter says with a happy smile on her face as she hugs the cat in her arms as if it were a teddy bear

"Oh, sí, mamá dijo que podemos quedarnos, ¿verdad?" Valéria's gaze, which was previously soft, became firm as she looks from the corner and looks at you.

she turns to her daughter while letting out a sigh. ''Nena, Atraparás a este gato y lo devolverás al lugar que le corresponde, ¿entendido?''

the little girl pouts as she pleases the cat more."Pero mamá dijo que podemos quedarnos". the child looks at his mother again with puppy eyes. 'Mami, ¿podemos quedarnos con él, por favor?'

She repeats this 5 times while looking directly at her mother who now has small tears in her eyes.

Valéria sighs as she watches the tantruming child in front of her, she seems to think for a second as she passes her hand over her face.

''Está bien, puedes quedarte con el maldito demonio'' The sound of Valéria's voice comes out hoarse and with a hint of annoyance

the child celebrates by jumping with the cat while smiling at her moms.

Valeria's gaze meets yours, she sighs and approaches dangerously.''If this cat is too much trouble, I'll throw him out on the street.'' Her tone is firm while her gaze is cold.

a sweet smile escapes your lips, you knew your wife didn't like animals but you thought it was cute that she let your daughter keep the cat.

''he won't, I promise'' you say with a smile showing your teeth while looking at her amused.

Valeria lets out a huff of annoyance as she passes her wife going to the bathroom, when she undresses to bathe she can hear her daughter.

''¡¡Podemos llamarlo alejandro!!'' the girl responds excitedly while stroking the cat.

When Valléria heard this, she let out an irritated growl while rubbing her head aggressively. ''NO LE VAMOS A LLAMAR ALEJANDRO!''

When you hear your wife's angry voice, you and your daughter look at each other laughing, you approach your daughter and whisper: ''Puedes llamarlo Alejandro pero sólo cuando tu madre Valéria no esté.''

''I HEARD THAT!'' Valeria's angry scream echoes through the room as you and your daughter laugh at each other.

[diagonal-queen]

Hellooo, I think Ur requests are open, so can I request Teccho and jouno cuddle hcs (if u write for them ofc) and please fem! reader [[:

Cuddling Headcanons

♡ pairing: Tecchou Suehiro, Jouno Saigiku x fem!Reader

♡ synopsis: Cuddling with them HCs :)

♡ cw: Swearing, female/AFAB reader (she/her pronounce), mentions of boob (could be interpreted as NSFW but not necessarily intended that way? idk), slight NSFW themes

note: do you guys wanna know something? at first i didn't really care for the hunting dogs, i was just neutral towards them. but i've gotten SO many reqs for them and written for them so much that they've grown on me and now they're all my little pookie bears especially tecchou <3 apologies for errors and as always I hope you enjoy x

Tecchou:

I feel like I've talked about cuddling Tecchou a lot. He's literally just a giant teddy bear

Even though he's fuckin' ripped and also a giant (I don't actually know his height but I HC that he's tall) he's just so soft like a pillow

He bear-hugs. You're trapped in his arms, and you most likely won't be able to escape until he lets you go. There are ways you can make him let you leave his embrace though, like if you need to go to the bathroom he'll let you, but otherwise you're stuck forever

He will wrap his arms and legs around you and nuzzle his head into your chest or the crook of your neck (yes, he will smush his face into your boobs no matter their size)

He doesn't have a preference- he likes being both the big and little spoon. Whether he's cuddling you or you're cuddling him, he'll be happy

Tecchou has a hard time falling asleep unless he's cuddling you. If you wake up in the middle of the night to go get some water or something chances are he'll wake up too

He really likes when you two are burrito-wrapped in a blanket together

(Can you tell he's comforted by the physical proximity)

He loves to randomly place kisses on your neck and collarbone while you cuddle

Usually you have little talks with one another while you cuddle, just about random autistic stuff, but sometimes it'll just be silent cuddles and that's just as good 😌

May or may not lead into sexual activities depending on your guys' mood. Most of the time it's just lazing around in each others' presence

Because of the nature of his work, he really enjoys his down time, especially when it's something relaxing and cosy, and even more especially when it's with you.

Jouno:

He's a gentle cuddler

Jouno's hands are always moving, whether he's carding his fingers through your hair or lightly patting you on the back

He likes to stroke your cheek with his finger and feel your soft skin against his

He also really likes it when you fall asleep in his arms. It reinforces your trust in him. And as a highkey sadistic maniac that means a lot to him <3

Jouno doesn't really like being the little spoon, he prefers to have you wrapped up in his arms. He has a thing about being openly vulnerable like that...just give him some time, he'll come around

Unlike Tecchou he won't directly smush his face into your tits, but that doesn't stop him from really wanting to

His favourite cuddles are the ones where he gets home from work, and he's just tired, and wants to stare into his lover's eyes as he holds her tenderly and peppers her face with kisses

He's a softy at heart :')

His heart does SO MANY FLIPS when you cup his cheeks in your hands and kiss him back. He loves it so much and thinks it's adorable, and my god he loves you so much you lucky bug

He likes to praise you when you're cuddling. He'll flirt and throw compliments at you like it's the last time he'll ever get the chance, and he loves to see your flustered red face. Bonus points if you return his energy

(This may or may not lead to sex. That's up to you)

Jouno really loves your scent, and also likes to listen to your heartbeat and steady breathing. It's incredibly soothing to him

Before he knows it, he's already asleep. And he'll be very confused when he wakes up a couple hours later on the couch in the dark with a sore neck and the sound of the shower running in the background

Me too Jouno. Me too

taglist~ ♡ @gettinshiggywithit, @fyodorhatr, @flower-of-darkness, @bejeweledgirl, @kokoenjiandco, @pansexualproblemchild

[stretchyyonko]

❗LAWLU❗

- Just my imagination of lawlu since I found them cute 😭💗

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- jealous luffy(?)

- idk I just randomly thought of this 😭

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After defeating kaido a grand party was held by the people of wano for those who gathered up to help defeat the rests of the beasts pirates and of course big mom.

There trafalgar law just enjoying the party by sitting and watching in the corner when suddenly women and men began surrounding him asking him random questions like, "How did you defeated big mom?" "Can you introduce us your crew?" Or either offering drinks on his mug as he doesn't mind the ladies sitting beside him and just casually answering their questions one by one.

Meanwhile luffy who was just also having fun in the said party holding the usual food in his hand and shouting "SO GOODD!" and kept munching more, not until nico robin tapped his shoulder amd sat beside him.

"Erwh? Rwobiwn? Whawt'ws twhe mwahtter? ( Erh? Robin? What's the matter? ) He asked while he kept munching food on his mouth.

"Are you okay with your ally being surrounded like that?" She said emphasizing the word ally as she pointed using her index finger to where law was being surrounded with people very close to him specially the random woman who tried flirting with him like she was his but it wasn't.

Luffy gulped the food first as he stopped eating as he processed first what was that he saw and went silent for a while and he lowered the meat he was holding and began havig questions on his head.

"Who's that girl?"

"Hmm? You mean the woman beside law? I remember her she was in the court house where I performed as a geisha before and she's an attention seeker...beware of her antics she might get him too luffy"

"...."

Luffy went staring back again where law was at and saw that he was happily talking with the woman nico robin just describe with and his heart felt weird after seeing him happy by just talking with her.

Due to this luffy stood up from his seat still holding a meat on his hand as he left on the pavillion to go back to the docks as he kept thinkig what that woman have that he does not to the point where law was happily talking to her.

He was always like that too to him.

He was always smiling sweetly to him everytime they meet.

He always gives him the warmest and tightest hugs.

He always tease him by chasing him with bread.

Then what was he lacking then?

He didn't realize tears are already falling from his eyes when he felt his chest hurt and even stopped eating his favorite food.

He then thought what if he also do what that woman was doing with law in front of law himself....he just need someone he can associate with it..

"HUUUH? YOU WANT ME TO GO ALONG WITH THIS STUPID SHI* OF YOURS MUGIWARA?"

There Eustass kid shouted ay him as he enjoys having party in peace with his crew and other people

"Tch...Just a request you loser it wasn't that hard to pretend like that" luffy clicked his tounge at him since he won't go along with his plan.

"HAH?! WHO YOU CALLING LOSER YOU ASSHOLE?"

"ITS YOU ASSHOLE CAN'T EVEN HIT KAIDO WITH THAT METAL ARM OF YOURS"

"EXCUSE ME?!"

"YEAH THAT'S RIGHT, I BET YOU CAN'T DEFEAT ME IN A BATTLE SHISHISHI"

"YOU ASSHOLE COME LET'S HAVE A BATTLE RIGHT HERE RIGHT NOW THEN"

Their argument seemed to caught half of the attention and they began laughing at their childish antics as the two was about to get ready to fight each other.

So they fought like little children hitting each other not until ussop who was just enjoying the scene decided to throw a banana for them to slip on the floor and eustass fell on top of luffy.

Let's just say eustass kid went questioning his sexuality there for a moment.

"MUGIWARA-YA"

The two were stopped when they both heared Law interferring their fight and was about to yell back at him when law sent a death glare at eustass kid

"Hit him and i'll be having your heart in a second" he threaten him with his usual pose where his thumb, his index finger and middle finger in place.

"Ahahaha okay now stop stop this should be a happy feast not the three of you getting worked up in a fight" nami interferred as killer took eustass back to their seat as law faced luffy looking down at him like he was about to commit murder.

"Ahahaha t-torao?" Luffy asked and in one scoop he was on law's shoulders.

"T-TORAO! WHAT ARE YOU DOING? PUT ME DOWN! OI! ANYONE HELP"

"We pray for luffy to walk properly tomorrow"

"OI TORAO! DON'T BE TOO HARSH TO OUR CAPTAIN OR ELSE I'LL CUT YOU!"

Even the strawhats are supporting the said newly found relationship.

"YOU GUYS ARE WORSEEEE!!!!" luffy shouted as the strawhats just chuckled and continued partying as law bring luffy to the thousand sunny and sat luffy on his lap.

"You have 60 seconds to explain why are you suddenly under that eustass loser" law said as he went gripping luffy's hips.

"W-Wait torao i was just having a rematch fight with him and we both slipped in two banana peels i don't know who throwed that there!"

"Mmm okay you're forgiven..."

Law began leaving light kisses on luffy's neck as luffy let out whimpers in his lips but was stopped when luffy pushed him away gently.

"Why are you here making me explain where you're the one who needs explaining?"

"What will I explain to you?"

"Well you're clearly flirting with a woman back there and you are clearly enjoying it."

"What woman? That was a man just like that fella who name kiku"

There luffy went silent as he was being jealous in a childish way plus does robin told her earlier was a lie too?

Law smirked and went back on giving light kisses on his neck when luffy pulled him away again and he became irritated that he grabbed his head and tilted it sidewards and gave him a bite.

"It seemed that my plan along with robin to make you jealous is effective then" law smirked as he scoffed and gave luffy kisses in his face.

The next morning luffy was fussing out on robin for lying to him just to make him jealous now knowing that the woman beside law was really a man.

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SORRY FOR THE BAD GRAMMAR AND CONFUSING PLOT 😭

[obey-me-hoe]

In honor of achieving 100 followers (y'all are amazing and ily 🥹) here is some lore for my two MCs (Thank you @legglesscat for the suggestion 💛 They're not all goofy facts like you suggested but I did sprinkle some in especially for you)

My Twin MCs:

Melinda & Mikey

Melinda and Mikey are twins

Mikey is 2 minutes older

Melinda is left handed while Mikey is right handed

Mikey is 5'10 while Melinda is only 5'3

Melinda's hair is naturally very dark brown while Mikey's is naturally black

Melinda wanted to get a split dye but was worried she'd be made fun of so Mikey got one with her

When Asmo learns that the twins dye their own hair he immediately begs to help them the next time they dye it

Both are pansexual

Mikey is very protective

Melinda cries a lot (sad, stressed, happy, angry, etc) and is rather emotional. This startled everyone at first but they got used to it. Beel, Mammon and Barbatos think it's endearing

Both have childhood trauma from their upbringing thus they show trauma responses in their daily lives (i.e. Melinda gets silent and ridged when someone starts yelling angrily near her, Mikey tends to not ask for help thus suffers in silence as he doesn't wanna be a burden to the others, Melinda has self esteem and body image issues, etc.) Both are in the process of healing with help from everyone and each other

Melinda is bff's with Levi and is dating Mammon

Mikey is bff's with Mammon and is dating Levi

Both wear a bow/bowtie that matches Mammon and Levi's ties

They wear matching socks because Melinda thought it'd be fun

Melinda was a ballerina in the human world while Mikey ran track

Only one of them was supposed to come to RAD but there was a mix-up and both ended up coming. Diavolo laughed about the mistake and said both could stay

Melinda's room is in Purgatory Hall while Mikey's is in the House of Lamentation. Mikey thought Melinda would be safer with the angels/Solomon. They slept in the same room for the first week in the devildom

It didn't take long for both Mikey and Melinda to trust Simeon

Lucifer thought it would be too much for Mammon to take care of both so he had Levi take care of Melinda while Mammon took care of Mikey (this is how they become so close)

After they started dating, Mammon would randomly go on tangents about Melinda while hanging out with Mikey. Mikey thought it was sweet but one time Mammon made the mistake of mentioning that he was surprised how flexible humans could be (he was referring to Melinda's dancing and didn't mean it in a sexual way) and ended up getting a boot to the face

Both get along well with Beel and Belphie. They are referred to as the B twins and the M twins

Melinda once drop kicked a demon for talking shit about Mammon (he and Mikey were shocked yet so proud)

Melinda and Levi often cosplay together and rope Mammon and Mikey into it (Mammon has definitely cosplayed Satoru Gojo for Melinda)

Both have 11 piercings (2 lobe and an industrial in each ear, tongue, and nipples) They didn't get them together they just both happened to like the same piercings

(Before Mammon and Melinda started dating) Mikey once walked in on Mammon on his knees begging Levi to help him get a date with Melinda since they were best friends (Mikey thought the sight was so funny that he didn't bother telling Mammon that Melinda definitely liked him back)

Both like cats but especially Melinda (her and Satan bond together over this)

Melinda sees Luke like a son and likes to co-parent him with Simeon and Barbatos

Mikey is usually pretty chill but will get mad and throw hands when necessary

Melinda is usually sweet and kind so when she does get mad it throws everyone off (it's like she's a completely different person when mad)

Both like to joke around and make others laugh

*cough* trauma jokes *cough*

Both like to talk in references and will riff off each other all the time (the others don't understand most of the references so it just sounds like they're speaking another language)

Melinda has at least 100 anime/video game husbands and loves to talk about them (she and Levi rant to each other about their fave characters all the time)

Mikey likes to draw but isn't very good at it (he's still learning)

Melinda is a Kpop stan (Mikey sometimes listens with her but doesn't participate in the stan culture)

Mikey likes to bake and will make sweets for Melinda on the condition that she cleans up from it since he hates cleaning (she doesn't mind)

Both like to teach Solomon the human slang they know as a way to bond. They have a group chat that Melinda named The Powerpuff Girls (Sol is Blossom, Melinda is Bubbles, Mikey is Buttercup)

Mikey and Asmo have a weekly gossip sesh and Mikey writes down all the tea so he can tell Melinda later

Melinda and Barbatos are surprisingly close and she sometimes keeps him company while he does various chores around the castle (that's when she'll tell him some of the tea she heard from Mikey) If Barbatos has to go somewhere Melinda isn't allowed then he'll escort her to wherever Diavolo is so Dia can take a break and chat with her

Melinda and Mammon got together because of a plan that Lucifer and Mikey came up with after growing tired of watching the two idiots pine after each other

Mikey asked Levi out while they were hanging out in Levi's room and he got so flustered that he kicked Mikey out of his room until he could recover. Mikey waited outside his room for 15 minutes before Levi opened the door and shyly agreed. During those 15 minutes Levi called his bff Melinda for advice (they ended up making a pros and cons list)

Lucifer has asked Melinda to keep him company while he works because he thinks she has a calming presence

Mikey, Melinda, Luke, Simeon, Solomon and Barbatos once went on a day trip to the human world to get ingredients and ended up going to a bunch of different bakerys together to sample different human world treats (originally it was just supposed to be Barbs going but they all tagged along)

Melinda has sleep issues. One time it got so bad that she walked all the way to HOL from PH in the middle of the night (in her pj's) just to cuddle with Mammon (he calms her and helps her sleep) When Lucifer found out he was beyond furious and lectured her for over an hour. When Mammon asked her why she didn't just call him she said she didn't want to wake him up. After this incident, Mammon makes sure to always be nearby when it's time for Melinda to sleep (they take turns on who's room they sleep in)

Anytime Levi has to leave the house he makes sure to bring Mikey if he's available as he is better at navigating social situations (Melinda does the same thing with anyone who's available at the time)

Satan once caught Melinda in the library balling her eyes out because someone's pet died in the manga she was reading (it reminded her of her childhood cat)

Mikey likes to workout with Beel on occasion but has to tame the workout down a bunch so he doesn't hurt himself

Mikey is an amateur photographer. Sometimes Asmo and Mammon pose for him to help him practice. He has pictures he's taken of everyone hanging on the wall in his room

Belphie once walked in on Melinda and Mammon showering together one night and proceeded to tell everyone about it at breakfast the next morning (both turned bright red)

Mamms: "We were tryin to save ya water! 😇"

Luci: 😐

Levi: 😱

Satan: 🤨

Asmo: 😆

Beel: 😶🍔

Belphie: 😗

Mikey: 🙄

Melinda: 😳

This is all I have for now but I had so much fun coming up with these so there'll probably be more in the future for anyone who's interested. Feel free to let me know if you wanna know anything specific about my MCs that I didn't state here!

Anywho, I love y'all dearly and really appreciate you following me and interacting with my posts!

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the sick dad matty blurb omfg ACE i’m literally unwell at the thought of mopey messy hair matty falling asleep in ur lap and being so flustered at u seeing him like that- brb fucking crying

also speaking of which genuinely insane timing how you always post smth after i’ve had a very long shift i swear theyre really the one thing i look forward to the most after work 😭😭 uninterrupted horizontal time with ur blurbs it’s true it literally is my fav thing-

also perhaps an extension of sick dad! matty but i just can’t shake the idea of teacher reader being worried about him still and asking annie about it at school the next day and annie just randomly drops a bombshell in the way kids do and says smth like ‘oh daddys so much better today! he’s all smiley and said that you chased the bad coughing monster away for him- can you come do that every time? daddy’s never had anyone do that before’ and it just b r e a ks teacher reader completely pls anyways crying throwing up

(- bff anon also has the can’t shut up disease i fear 😭）

OMG, IM GLAD YOU LIKED IT BFF!!! I just need to look after this man.

like imagine he eventually wakes up and its like 9pm at that point so you're like "okay let's get you to bed" and he's all sad and pouty and says "only if you stay over with me" but he's still half asleep and doesn't quite process what he said for a good few seconds...

wide-eyed, he tries to backtrack, "wait- I'm so sorry I didn't mean it like that! obviously, we haven't slept together yet, but- NO, NOT LIKE 'SLEPT TOGETHER' SLEPT TOGETHER!!! I MEANT LIKE JUST SLEEPING!!! ohmygod-"

you're like "no that sounds nice, let's go upstairs," and matty is silently freaking out bc you're gonna be in his bed. with him. sleeping. he's thought about this scenario 1000 times, and none of them included him being dealthy ill and not having nice sheets on the bed first.

(more rambles below the cut as always)

you get matty to brush his teeth and get ready for bed, even rubbing some moisturiser on him (he just sits there with a dopey grin as you apply)

he always thought you'd be on his chest or he'd be spooning you, but he ends up with his face buried between your boobs and he's out within 10 mins.

oh and the morning after... so much potential...

I must have spidey senses for when you're at work bff!!! the fact that my blurbs make you so happy you look forward to them??? brb vomiting???? that is so kind. horizontal time on tumblr is my fav too, its unmatched.

OH, LITTLE ANNIE TALKING ABOUT HIM PLEASEEEEEE-

I can see her spending the night at hanns bc matty doesn't want her to get ill and doesn't trust George or Ross to keep her overnight.

"Do you even know what 5 year olds eat??"

"bro, why dont you trust us???"

"Yeah... like mushed carrots and shit right. "

you put the kids to work colouring something but secretly call Annie over yo your desk, "hi Annie! I just wanted to ask how your daddy is today, I know he's been a bit poorly"

"...please take her Adam"

she immediately lights up and starts chattering away, "Oh, daddy said he's feeling much better today. he even made me my toast this morning, and he was all smiley the whole time!!! he said you made him all better and played nurse!! can you do that every time he's poorly? he's much happier when you are his nurse than when he goes to the doctors"

obviously, internally you're like "ohmygod he really likes me, and I made him feel better. oh, he couldn't stop smiling, and annie noticed because he was so happy and -"

but externally, you play it cool like, "Oh, that's great, sweetheart! I'm sure next time he's poorly, you can help him feel better too"

Annie is like, "Oh!! I hope he's poorly again soon, I wanna play doctors with you!!!"

you try not to laugh at her wishing her dad ill and just send her back to her desk, but the grin doesn't leave your face all day. thinking about the fact you made matty giddy makes you just as giddy as him.

the next day a bouquet of flowers show up at your door with a note,

"dear nurse y/n,

thank you for coming to look after me even after I cancelled our date. whilst I am slightly mortified you saw me looking like that, I'm more grateful for your help. you made being sick worth it. Spending any time with you is always worth it.

love, matty x

ps, I hope the next time you stay in my bed, I'm substantially less sick, and we're both wearing substantially less clothes ;)"

[alitgblog]

volume vii thoughts

as per usual I have complaints about the missed opportunities of casa

first things first, the casa boys' sprites looked bad to me when I saw that post fusebox made but after playing for like a minute, I was like nah actually they're quite fine. However, prettiest sprites they're competing with are Jin, Claudia, Oakley, Tyler, and Bea so the competition is rough. Also idk something is throwing me off with Shawn and especially Kyle's face shapes.

I think last post I made I said Hari at least got more of a chance than Tyler, but scratch that actually, it feels like they got the same chance because suddenly we're in casa and hardly any mention of him, even though he and my MC have kissed a few times already and she hasn't really rejected him fully over Jin yet? Don't know if anyone's in the boat of going all in with Hari but I'm curious what the gameplay is like for them.

So Emel has randomly decided to be annoyed at Oakley again (I'll replay for you next time Oakley 🥺) and it's clearly because the routes are merged now, which is such a shame because I do think Emel and Oakley could've worked it out and become a fun couple to watch on the real show (probably a boring one though that the audience would dump until after the show ended that their real personalities come out on social media and the public like them individually or at least understand why they were together so long). And I know it's not the most in character thing but I so appreciate it not being a complete 180 for the sake of plot because I'm trying to imagine this with all the couples given what I know about them from my playthrough and Emel/Oakley always have problems because she's uptight and wants more dramatics in their romance and he's chill so any little thing he ends up doing sets her off, sure, I can buy that Emel is a little delusional. Then Luna/Jin would have problems because Luna is less extroverted than Jin, serious, and irritable (which honestly, relatable) and so Jin does things for a laugh and she doesn't get it. So maybe he didn't wink at Bea or did it as a joke because he's being cheeky and she takes it as flirting and starts an argument. And from my playthrough, Sophie and Jack always feel like they're looking for an argument so that checks out too. It's not perfect, but I can feasibly see how one could justify this plot point.

absolutely living for flirting with Claudia in casa

pet peeve subjective raunchy races is back 😠 at least a couple of them are better, like they did have oldest boy in there at least. everything else though, I don't care that much to listen to them argue about who's the most well traveled or stylish.

I love Bea's personality, she's so fun. And tbh, I'm kind of liking her and Liam together. He's forward and she's into it, and it seems like he can keep up with her for now so I'm happy with that couple and I hope it doesn't turn to shit (it probably will).

also pay to win when losers are gonna throw a part anyway ok sure 🙄 I think I've mentioned this before but like personally I think if they're gonna do gem scenes, there has to be a logical ways out of it rather than just MC being like "nah I don't feel like it" and then they lose?? at least for other gem scenes it's like "tell Sophie off 10 gems" or "stay silent" like sure that's fine I guess.

anyway the chats with the boys were actually all pretty fun and short. I, as per usual, have immediately gravitated towards the foodie/chef character but I'll admit I see what y'all are saying about Kyle. Tbh even Max isn't too bad but I'm cautious bc I'm getting Eddie vibes (it's the blond and the gossip lol). And I like Liam, he's like a less cartoonishly silly Hamish (so he reminds me of Felix).

I really like the free party wear dress and this is the second volume in a row MC has accidentally matched with a boy not her partner lol

Bea first mentioning she was bi but not flirting, I just thought maybe they were setting her up to partner with Claudia/Theo depending on who you couple up with/if you're on one of their routes. But then oh the tension at the party when she's staring at MC saying she wants to turn heads and Claudia getting nervous??? loving that.

I don't know what it's like for the other boys but it seems like Shawn and Kyle are drama averse, which I think could be an interesting plot point for later coming back from casa of course, but I also don't know if I believe in fusebox's ability to incorporate that in the story. (once again, the day I write a fic and learn to code its all over for you fusebox)

I didn't pay for the Bea talking about Jin scene but I saw yall talk about Sienna and like I doubt it's going anywhere if it's behind a paywall? it's like the Brad and Christy stuff tbh like unless a bunch of dumped islanders are coming back at the end, I'm ignoring it.

anyway it truly is missing Jin hours again 😔

[kimbap-r0ll]

Idk if its just me but I think that at some point in time there was a phantom troupe prank wars and was wondering if you could write something about it. I feel like Phinks and Shalnark started this and eventually everyone got involved trying to see who could come up with the best pranks. Eventually things get out of hand a Chrollo has to put a stop to it.

Anon nt: love your writing so much, thank you for all the smiles and laughs. Keep up the good work 💙

Hi, honestly I have a hard time keeping up with what I wrote and what I didn't because I write so much haha. But yes I have definitely written a few phantom troupe shenanigans here and there, and this sounds like a fun idea! Thank you for the note as well, hope you're doing well!

Phantom Troupe: Pranks

You're right, it's definitely Phinks and Shalnark (possibly Feitan) who started this and now it's something everyone in the troupe is involved in

The pranks started fairly small: Phinks would hide Shalnark's phone around, Shalnark would then hide Phinks's helmet. Shalnark and Feitan planned to change Phinks's alarm to 4am when he wants to wake up at 9am, things like that.

Then Uvogin and Nobunaga notice this and decide to take the matters into their own hands. They might randomly slap each other on the head and run away before the other can catch them. The hits might get more and more aggressive, and then they'll jump Franklin.

Franklin gets involved but doesn't want to just to do physical attacks so he decides to prank them through other means. He definitely finds one of those jumpscare videos (u know, the one with the car and a nice mountainside road) and show it to Uvo and Nobu who likely haven't stumbled on it because they don't have a reason to. Speaking of spooks, the amount of times Feitan and Shalnark attempted to jumpscare the shit out of Franklin is hilarious (it never worked, he's pulled it off on them instead)

Machi and Pakunoda find out because of how loud the two of them screamed and then decide to get in with the pranks. Machi has the upper hand in most pranks because she has nen strings, which will allow her to attach water balloons and drop them on people. She's done it to Hisoka out of spite

Speaking of which, no one actually wants to prank the clown magician because he's already tricky on his own. They leave him be, and he might not really bother with pranks because it's not something he's interested in (he really only wants to get into fights that's all). Pakunoda doesn't do much either, but she'll help Machi

Shizuku doesn't become victim to pranks because no one really thinks it'll be a good idea, nor to Kortopi (though Hisoka might think otherwise manga readers ykyk) but she definitely has done a prank where she said to Uvo she ate all of his snacks.

See, so far so good: all the pranks are fairly mild. Then they start getting wilder, like "accidentally" throwing a car at Shalnark (done by Uvo), almost causing Jupiter to fall on Nobunaga (Bonolenov), Feitan dissected a plushie Machi liked (Feitan almost dies doing that), Franklin almost throws three troupe members off of a ledge, etc. Remember the ice bucket challenge from eons ago? They did that to Feitan and almost felt the sun. They keep doing this for the shits and giggles until Hisoka asks "why not Chrollo?"

The whole abandoned hotel goes silent. They didn't think about it, nor did they dare to do it. He was right, they did leave Chrollo out of the "fun" but they didn't want to see what kinds of reactions this guy would have. Not only would Chrollo come up with the most intricate, disastrous pranks known to man, but he could also just start crying if they even told him they lost one of his books. So, they ask "what to do?"

They eventually convince Kortopi to do it because they know Chrollo won't hurt the kiddo, so Kortopi runs up to Chrollo with a hidden water gun and just shoots it at his face before running off.

The troupe watch (from a distance) as Chrollo just stands there, stunned, and slowly looks at where Kortopi ran off to. The leader smiles, laughs to himself, and asks "I know you all are watching, is this what's been going on while I was busy looking for that nen ability?"

He talks to them about how it's fine to do pranks but don't hurt each other (looking at Uvogin who threw multiple cars at multiple people). Chrollo then adds that he might find some enjoyment pranking them in return.

That sort of stops everyone from pulling pranks because they have no idea what Chrollo might do and they'd rather not test it haha. If Chrollo were to prank them all, it would be really big but it would go through a long, long time. Like span a few months with them each receiving more and more of a specific item every week to the point where they're like "is this Kortopi? No, then who?" He just wants to see them spiral a bit haha.

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HI KROW !! Ive come to give a request 😋

If youre able to, could you write hcs of Mafuyu x Soloist Reader? I think itd be cute since they could work together and ahhh !! Im very tired so i dont have much to say but, LOVE U HAVE FUN W THIS

{Mafuyu with soloist reader!} [P]

Hello Yuna! Thanks for the ask, and I definitely had fun! After all, writing for these characters is already plenty of fun! Also, I'm not a cat, I'm a bird-

It takes a while for Mafuyu to warm up to anyone, but if you're related to the music industry, you have a better chance of becoming her friend than most others!

The honor student isn't interested in many things, but the music world actually catches her eye! So when she was suddenly offered a chance to collaborate with another soloist on the internet, she was interested!

Even before the offer appeared, you've been in contact with her, trading tips for songwriting and how to interact with fans! At first, she didn't think much of it, but when the offer appeared, she understood that you definitely wanted to become closer...

She spoke about the offer with the others of the group, and they tended to react positively, but cautiously. After all, you had only written to her, and the rest knew little about you! So, she sends screenshots about your conversations. Let's just say, no one expected them.

Mafuyu, talking about music with someone else!? That was certainly unusual! Maybe she unconsciously though that she could trust you enough? The rest would encourage a collaboration, but only if it remained online for privacy reasons!

Before the call even starts though, you tell her that she doesn't have to worry about putting up an image! You've worked with asshole producers and marketers, so you can take whatever she throws at you! This puts up her guard, but she seems to be intrigued even more...

The call starts, and she does put up the act... At first. She never takes it fully off, but as the call progresses and your casual, relaxed tone makes the atmosphere more comfortable, she starts to lower the mask a bit... The fake expressions slowly become less forced, and her tone as well.

That's only the first one though. She's still hesitant to show you her real stoic self, but she still shows you more than anyone else! She also seems quite invested in the song you're creating together, and even learning a bit about your style...

Not just your style though! She learns about your goals, motivations, song preferences, even just random events of your life you mentioned while you two brainstormed some ideas! It lets her mind rest and not focus too much on the end result...

Sometimes, she randomly DMs you to start a casual conversation, only for her to just listen to you, saying anything that comes to your mind! After that, you two write a bit more, and then log off!

"... Oh, why am I not saying anything? Sorry, I just enjoy listening. Yeah, I was talking a lot the first time, but I prefer it this way. Hm?... Yes, it was acting. I never show my true side to anyone on a first meeting. That includes you, of course."

She could technically just finish writing the lyrics herself in a flash, but she waits for you, for your opinions and participations! She has never worked on lyrics alongside someone else, so it does feel a little strange.

Once you're done though, she feels as if her chest was not just warm, but light. As if there was a weight there she didn't even notice before, and now it was gone... She shows the lyrics to the group so that they combine it with the rest as always!

However, they're surprised to hear Mafuyu speaking so much about the process. It wasn't fast like usual, but by the amount she was talking, they could tell that she really got into it... They will silently agree to partner you two up again soon.

"... Why are you all silent all of a sudden? Hm, was I really speaking that much? You were the ones who asked though. Is it really that out of the ordinary... Hm, now that i think about it..."

She too will notice how she doesn't mind your presence, and voila! You have yourself a stoic girl who enjoys randomly messaging you to hear you speak whatever's on your mind!

Sure, she stays silent most of the time, but you can see that her smile slowly changes as you talk... Maybe, just maybe you're becoming special to her? Maybe you could be able to do more things together? Only time will tell...

[holywaterforevery3ne]

- silly little love potion !

prompt : quite stupid of you to make a love potion and try it on your crush.. gn reader ♡

"Lady kocho!!" You shouted. "Oh what is it ?"

"I made a love potion, or so I think..."

"Oh really, How long does it last? " I'm guessing a day!"

"Oh maybe you should try it on someone you like, if it doesn't work it means they already like you- "Oh you already left."

"Heh.. I wonder if it will work.. Oh wait I should probably disguise it as a tea or sumthing! " you thought to yourself.

Silently putting it in a teacup, you walked over to giyuu and said "giyuu san! Will you try this cup of tea?"

"...." he gently took it and drank it. "Oh nothing happened." you thought.

"Lady kocho!!!" You said as you came running to her "catch me!!" "Huh? Wait... " phew .. you're heavy.."

"It didn't work." you said. "Oh guess giyuu san likes you~" she said teasing you

"Huh he likes me?" "Obviously, if a love potion doesn't work it means that they're already in love with the person who made it."

"REALLY?!?!" "yes. Now be quiet"

While picking flowers in a flower field you notice giyuu was there sitting.. Why not surprise him?

"Boo!" Suddenly he jumped like a scaredy cat! "That wasn't funny."

"Well it was to me." he just stared at you.

"So you uh... want flowers ?" You said as you gave some to him. "Oh, thank you" hiding his blush. "Hey, did you just blush?" "No I didn't.."

"I SAW THAT" You said chasing him letting go of the basket full of flowers. "Come on show it~" "no i won't!!"

"Looks like someone's enjoying their free time" shinobu said watching you chase giyuu

"Hey I don't want you chase you anymore..." you said heart beat racing fastly.

you fell on the ground exhausted. "looks like someone gave up."

He stared at you looking at your face, "Oh maybe I could just leave them here-"

But that didn't happen as he also fell on the ground with you exhausted and fell asleep.

"Y/n San! Giyuu San!, you both fell asleep hugging eachother..." said tanjiro. "Oh and shinobu San took pictures of you two-"

"HUH WHAT NO!?!?!?!" Y/n San you should get going... it's late Now! "Oh I should go now" "Come tag along sanemi!" "Yeah come we have simmered salmon with daikon and we would love to invite you" said tanjiro loudly

You took Giyuu's hand and dragged him along.

"Perhaps you should sleep here with us giyuu." you said, he just looked at you as if you were crazy.

As tanjiro went to take a look at nezuko you two were left alone

"So uh... how was your day?" "It was fine if you didn't have to chase me around the flower field making me exhausted."

"Hey!! You were enjoying it, admit it." you shouted "maybe."

"Oh right would you like this basket of flowers?" You said shoving the basket confront of his face, "Uh.. no thank you

"Oh, I'll just give it to someone else then, maybe sanemi!" "Wait!! Would you give me that basket?" "Heh you're jealous." "I'm not."

"I'll get going now..." "Sure farewell!!"

"What's this feeling.. i can't fall asleep all I think about is them..." as he thought of this you randomly barged in!

"HELLO THERE I PROMISE I DIDN'T BARGE INTO YOUR HOME CAUSE I HEARD YOU WHISPERING ABOUT SOMEONE " you shouted. Giyuu then throws his pillow to your face , "Hey!!" You took the pillow and threw it at him.

"Okay sorry, I couldn't fall asleep." Then giyuu stopped and put down the pillow. ".... you could sleep with me?"

"YES!!" You then threw yourself over to his futon, "be quiet.."

Then you woke him up. "Hey about that tea you drank?" "What about it?"

"That was a love potion and if it doesn't work it means the person already likes you, so.. do you like me?" You whispered to him! "Yes." He said not comprehending what you just said. "Wow."

"So you do like me you said when giyuu woke up." "No I don't" he said covering his blush.

Well What's this? You then showed a footage of last night. "Huh I don't remember that-"

"Of course you don't idiot-" "Hey!!"

He took his pillow and threw it to you. "SO YOU LIKE ME "NO I DONT"

"Married couple fighting over who loves eachother the most. I should tell this to my crow and get them engaged."

The end ♡

@demoiselettes

[probablydinosaurs]

this was originally a twitter thread but mehhhh. the audience of one-two here get my insane venting instead. its 3am. I've had a rough day and I just want to list it out from worst to least worst. sorry if this is venting. again 3am. 1: my sister showed up completely unannounced, and waltzed in a fight with my other sister and her husband at their place. she had good reason to be here (she's homeless and is a fuckin ice age here. that's not a problem. we are glad she went to us for help.)-sadly she's an entitled fuck who begged my dad for cigs when we have NOTHING BUT A ROOF to give. its SCARY how poor we are. She was also VERY TRANSPHOBIC, which was not on my sister's bingo card this year. mainly about trans woman and their "complaining". my already shit sister saying terf shit was not smth i thought id hear. i was very upset about that. i haven't talked to her bc ik if i do, il cry but I've been giving her the silent treatment unless it's akward. 2: i have covid. had symptoms since like the 13th (i joked that i got it for my birthday) and its been a nightmare. i can't sleep. Eating sucks. my nose hurts. i think i blew a blood vessel in my eye. its just been the worst. 3: due to being unable to sleep, im wildly manic at 3am. i have nothing to do and no one to talk to. and im unreasonably upset that people on tiktok think Spongebob is a kid. like boi your face screams "post movie" pleaaasseee educate yourself on cartoon history. he is an adult! 4: after ALLL of this like 7 mins ago, the fire alarm randomly beeped a few times. luckily not a lot but still. stressed me the FUCK OUT. nothing is on. i think bc its the FUCKIN ICE AGE OUTSIDE, the apartment is a TAD too warm (witch its not. my feet are frozen)

5: found out today that scientists didn't start using real menstrual blood on pads/tampons till AUGUST OF LAST YEAR??? WTF WERE U USING BEFORE? That's why pads are always off SOMEHOW. SOMEHOW there's an issue. and tampons never fit right. they have been fuckin guessin for decades 6: my new cat is a needy hoe. I'm used to it but with covid and barely being able to walk/exist, her sweving between my legs is a nightmare. I always have to throw a bottle cap down the hallway just so she doesn't get in my room. 7: been on upsetting media tiktok. why the fuck is there a fandom forming around a vent cartoon about S/A???? like I won't say its bad but that's not a FANDOM THING! yall are fucked up (also it parodies the peewee's playhouse op and that bugs me. i love peewee.)

interlude: my needy hoe of a cat is named peewee (well to my mom, it's now Princess Pipsqueak but thats not a good name to say in frustration as I'm trying to exist down the hallway. also, we thought she was a boi at first and she has a face that looks like paul Reubens's. I still see it. 8: I have used up all the TP and tissues in the house and have been using paper towels to blow my nose, which is roughing up my already red sore nose. I put gold bond on my nose and it BURNED but now it feels smoother. 9: i feel like i annoy people with my Hannibal hyperfixation. i have yet to truly let it spread here but it's EVERYWHERE ELSE. (and il probs reblog this onto my hannibal blog so hiiiii) and yet it feels like no one cares. ik it's a bit niche, upsetting not everyones thing but Ive NEVER loved smth more and it hurts when i don't talk about it I just. want to get someone into it. someone else got me into it and it means a lot. I hope they are doing ok. I'm grateful they gave me my favorite hyperfixation ever. I've littrally never loved anything more. and I've been into a LOT of stuff. i was called annoying by an ex friend because i got into things too much. and to them, "too much" was anything that wasn't "i like this thing. i think this thing is good and cool. lets rp weird incest about it." (i hate my teen years) but like. that ex friend would HAAAAATE by hyperfixatiing now. i have friends to ENABLE ME NOW. 10: just added this one. kinda put two and two together that corp vtubers birthdays most likely aren't their real birthdays. everyone is celebrating a graduated corps bday and yet they moved to another company and like. no birthday in sight. and it feels weird to latch onto their old persona's bday when they are right there with probs a new (and more real maybe) birthday. you can actually go celebrate with them whenever their "new" birthday is and yet you are clinging to the past. especially since they are THRIVING where they are rn and were not happy as a bigger corp.

thats a bout it. thanks if u saw this and read. its ok if you didnt. i just had a LOT go on lately.

[spookyblackwidow]

Nat x Reader request

Author’s note: this is my first ever attempt at writing a reader insert, but I did my best to keep the character as neutral as possible! Enjoy some fluff at a party with the team <3

Luminous

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“Ready to go?” You smile at Nat, her blue minidress sparkling in the bathroom lights. She sighs, sets down her lipstick, and flashes you a coy grin.

“What if we stayed here instead?”

“Hmm,” you arch an eyebrow as you take in her final look—the long legs, plunging neckline, and loose curls, “tempting, but you look far too good not to be seen.”

“But it’s just a stupid party,” she pouts, batting her eyes in that ridiculously over the top way you claim to hate, although it usually worked.

“Not this time, Nat. Clint insisted that we at least make an appearance, and I have a feeling my life will be much easier if your best friend doesn’t hate me.”

“Fine,” she groans, “but if anyone even mentions bringing out the karaoke machine, we’re leaving.”

“What, not in the mood to watch Tony attempt some classic rock while absolutely plastered?” you laugh.

“Ugh, I saw enough at his 40th to last a lifetime.” Natasha shudders but fails to hide a slight smirk. It wasn’t the first time you’d seen her pretend she didn’t care for Tony, but this was her worst bluff yet. You wonder if she’d cracked open the vodka without you in preparation for this event; unfortunately, she holds her liquor well and rarely shows definitive signs of intoxication, so there was no way to tell how many drinks she’d had.

In order to protect his safehouse from inevitable damage, Clint had called everyone to the Avengers compound under the guise of team bonding, not that they necessarily needed it. He’d tasked you with luring Nat there, as she isn’t particularly keen on socializing, especially not with people outside her immediate circle of friends.

She grumbles all the way from the car into the compound. Most of it’s in Russian, but you don’t need to ask what’s upsetting her.

“Welcome! You’re only,” Clint glances at his watch, “32 minutes late! That might be a new record, Nat!”

“You’re lucky I’m here at all. But now that we’ve arrived, I can leave at any time and not feel a shred of guilt, so keep it up, I dare you.” Natasha winks at him and heads for the bar, where she ushers the bartender away and starts mixing her own drink.

“How much has she already had?” Clint drops his voice to a whisper as he hugs you.

“Your guess is as good as mine,” you shrug. “But hey, at least she’s here. Wouldn’t want her to miss the celebration.”

You make your way around the room, politely greeting the rest of the guests before settling in on a barstool next to Nat and Maria.

“Now, this may just be a rumor, but I heard he has an issue with toast being cut diagonally,” Maria laughs.

“Think that applies to other types of bread? I’m tired of losing my lunch to all these boys.”

“It may only discourage Nick, but it’s worth a shot, right?”

“Busy conspiring against the boss?” you ask.

“Always!” Nat winks. “Maria, if you’ll excuse us a moment.” She leads you away from the others, down a dim hallway and into a training room. The lights flicker on in rows, revealing an arsenal of weapons. You’re finally close enough to smell the vodka seeping from her pores, to see the faint glaze in her eyes, and you start to panic, knowing she’s gone too far.

“Nat, love, let’s go back to the party, maybe get some water?”

“Shh, it’s fine. I’ve had way more than this and survived, it’s kind of an annual tradition. Besides, if Clint didn’t want me to get drunk tonight, he wouldn’t have stocked the bar with my favorites.” She reaches out to intertwine your fingers, tugging you even closer. With her other hand she smooths the worry lines across your forehead. “I’m fine, I promise.”

She kisses you gently, slowly, and pulls away, leaving you desperate for more. With a teasing wink, she slips through the doors, leaving you in the middle of the nearly empty room. You regain your composure and follow, back to the bright lights and animated chatter of the party.

Thor is in the corner daring Tony to lift Mjolnir, egging him on to see if the suit will help. Curled up on a couch nearby are Pepper and Rhodey, deep in discussion, but each keeping a close eye on their best friend and the Asgardian. Bursts of laughter draw your attention to the bar, where Maria, Sam, Clint, and Bucky are loudly cracking jokes with an increasingly embarrassed Steve. Nick and Bruce appear to be discussing schematics for new tech at a table across the room, which would seem odd if it were anyone else, but in the time that you’d known them, you’d never really seen those two loosen up.

You scan the room again, certain you’d somehow missed her, but discover that Nat’s nowhere to be found.

“She’ll come back, when she’s ready.” Clint sidles up beside you and hands you a glass of champagne. “You know this is a big deal for her, even being here today. Give her space to sober up a bit and calm down.”

“She didn’t seem mad,” you shake your head, “just suspicious that I know.”

“As long as they don’t,” Clint nods toward the other guests, “she’ll be fine.”

You make the rounds again, doing your best to bond with these wonderful people you hope will be in your life forever. Pepper and Rhodey commiserate with you over dealing with a loved one being a stubborn ass at times, although you have to acknowledge that they have it worse; Natasha could be completely unwilling to compromise, but she was much less likely to behave recklessly.

As you rise from the couch, Thor calls you over and tries to goad you into lifting Mjolnir, but, much like your girlfriend, you aren’t sure that’s something you want to know. Instead, you smile at Tony, his repulsors on full blast, the magical hammer refusing to budge whatsoever.            

“The physics of it don’t make any sense!” he yells, releasing his grip and finally quieting the hands of his suit.

“That’s because you’re relying on such primitive knowledge!” Thor laughs. “See, what you consider magic is quite simply science so advanced, your realm likely won’t understand it for another thousand years or so, at the rate you’re going. You may be smart on Earth, but the genius of Asgardians—”

Fearing an incredibly technical argument above your pay grade, you slink away to join the group at the bar.

“—and he looked at her, eyes wide, like a fucking deer in the headlights, completely silent, until she gave up and asked someone else to dance!” Bucky claps a hand on Steve’s shoulder and throws his head back, practically cackling.

“Okay, Buck, I think that’s enough about pre-serum me.” Steve smiles weakly, his cheeks tinged red.

“Pre-serum?” Sam chuckles. “Man, he could’ve said that was last week and I would’ve believed him!”

“Making fun of Steve again?” Nat’s voice, low and rough, startles you, but months of her intentionally sneaking up on you has taught you not to jump. She wraps her arms around your waist, her head resting between your shoulder blades.

“Welcome back to the party, Nat.” Clint grins. “Got any stories you’d like to share?”

“Well,” without relinquishing contact, she slips around you to stand at your side, “there was this one time in New York…”

The details of her stories would seem exaggerated if you didn’t know the realities of their abilities and jobs. You spend the next hour or so laughing along with the others, blissfully unaware your time together is quickly drawing to a close.

“Hey, anyone want to break out the kar—” Tony yells, but Natasha is dragging you outside before he can finish his ill-fated question. Clint comes running after you, his tie flipping up over his shoulder as he jogs.

“Wait!”

To your surprise, Natasha actually stops and lets go of your arm, even starts walking back toward the building as if this all was anticipated. They embrace and whisper a few words to each other in a language you can’t hear well enough to identify. Clint smiles at you before heading back inside at a leisurely pace.

Nat’s quiet as you climb into the car, the toll of so much social interaction weighing on both of you, although you know the night’s not over yet. What comes next scares you more than it should, but you will your heart to slow, beg your voice to stay steady.

“Nat? Would you grab something out of the glovebox for me?”

“What could you possibly need—”

“Please?”

She sighs heavily and opens the compartment to discover a flat black box tied with a red satin ribbon. She shoots you a quizzical look as she loosens the bow. Inside sits a dainty silver chain with a single round charm, five small diamonds set at the points of an engraved design.

“It’s the constellation Delphinus,” you start to explain.

“Named after the dolphin Poseidon sent out to find Amphitrite,” she finishes the thought and traces the engraving with the tip of her finger. When she looks up at you, she’s smiling softly, her eyes brimming with tears. “How did you…?”

“Clint told me because he knew you wouldn’t.”

“Of course,” she laughs, wiping at her eyes. “How many other secrets has he shared?”

“Just the one, I promise.” You reach over and give her hand a reassuring squeeze. She gently kisses you, the bracelet slipping from her free hand as she moves to hold the back of your neck.

“Thank you,” she whispers.

“Happy birthday, Nat.”

...

Tag list: @romanoff--natasha @clintashaotp @baker151910 @unholyromanoff @unsociable-hobbit @thexploress

[queers-gambit]

Dating Billy Hargrove HC's

pairing: Billy Hargrove x female!reader

fandom masterlist: Stranger Things

warnings: cursing, abusive parents, dysfunctional relationships, toxic lovers, romanticism of toxic character. borderline NSFW because sex is a part of relationships (and this is Billy we're talking about, so...) please proceed maturely.

• strap in - let's fucking GOOOOOOOOO

• this boy is something else, okay? he's like nobody you've ever met, anyone you've ever dated - he's unlike anybody in this small town that you've grown up in your whole life.

• he's a Cali boy - he even smells like trouble!

• oh, but Billy Boy isn't all that meets the eye. he's complex, he's damaged, he's confused, he's harboring a lot of anger and resentment.

• his mom's been gone and out of the picture for so long, one might worry he's taken on a harmful view towards women. however, that's not the case at all.

• you meet on his first day of school - i know, i know, how cliche, right? only it was completely unavoidable. you were a star student, all right? your grades weren't stellar but they weren't bad; you tested decently well; maybe you played a sport and had a club or two you attended.

• it makes you the perfect student for the guidance counselor to select "randomly" to help show the new kid around.

• he's not very warm when you first meet. he's got this look in his eye and they way he totally shmoozed Miss McKenna (the principals own middle aged assistant) was enough to make your mind throw up multiple red flags.

• so you show him around. answer a few questions but when he tries to get personal, maybe asking what you were doing after school, you insist the tour's over and he could find his way from there.

• you don't give him a second glance as you leave him alone in the hallway and Billy's lips are pulling in a smirk.

• he was unlike anyone you knew - but you were the exact breath of fresh air Billy needed.

• so, he pines. poor baby doesn't know what to do when a girl isn't melting on the spot when he looks at her. in fact, he's not seen you or spoken to you since you showed him around.

• drives him a little crazy but he's fine. because eventually, he finds you one day, after school, looking distraught. it's obvious you want to be alone based on your location and Billy's never been the comforting type, all right?

• doesn't stop him from approaching you and silently taking the seat on the pavement beside you. he doesn't speak. just lights a cigarette and hands it to you before lighting one for himself. the silence prolongs until you break it.

• "what're you doing here?" you sniffled, trying to hide the emotion you felt.

• and Billy would shrug, "just hangin'. looked like you could've used some company."

• you're vulnerable, so, you admit you're waiting for your father and when you mention you don't have the best relationship, he goes rigid with understanding and empathy.

• an emotion he's NOT accustomed to.

• he learns your father and mother divorced years ago and he's been in and out of your life since. however, he called that morning and begged to pick you up from school so you could have some 'father-daughter time'... yet here you were, tears in your eyes, waiting on a man who wouldn't show.

• Billy offers you a ride home and finds he enjoys your banter so much, he offers to drive you home the next day.

• you're a little suspicious but he doesn't make a single move. he just drives you home after school, both of you lost in some ridiculous conversation that you're not even sure how it started.

• it then turns into him picking you up before school, too. just for a little extra time together.

• oh, and then, he was coming to your house on the weekends.

• he didn't mind you fussing in his hair if it meant he could light a joint and relax without the fear of his father.

• in fact, Billy becomes so dependent on you and the escape your presence provides him that he keeps a small duffel bag full of clothes in your closet. for emergencies, you know?

• and there are a few emergencies, sure. you're pretty used to him crashing a night there. you'll wash the dirty clothes he leaves and put them in the duffel after for next time.

• again, he's a Cali boy so he smokes. and he'll be really critical of the weed in Hawkins 'cause he's used to 'good shit'.

• but considering the small town, he takes what he can get.

• you have a lot of open, honest, vulnerable conversations when smoking because both of your filters will go down.

• he doesn't realize it until later but those are the moments he's opening himself up to you most in. while scary, he feels something akin to relief and gratitude to have someone to share parts of himself with.

• your friendship starts off innocent; just two people hanging out, cracking jokes, complaining about their home life. but it changes around December.

• you become close to Max - it's almost impossible not to. you're fond of Billy and would do what you could to help take him away from the pain of his father, but Max didn't really have anyone.

• until the party adopted her, but outside that, she got used to seeing you around a lot. and no, you never minded when she'd ask for your help on something; be it boys, school, friends, or her skateboard.

• you and Max bond by her teaching you to skate. and Billy won't admit it, but his heart felt ten times lighter the day he looked out the window and saw your hands clasped in Max's, rolling on her board, both of you laughing so hysterically, it made you fall to the grass.

• the laughter didn't end for the rest of the day, and Max wondered if this was what a sister felt like.

• in December, you accept to help her get ready for the Snowball Dance! precious babies!

• you bring a whole suitcase full of clothes, a tote bag of shoes, make-up, and hair accessories. and of course, a few magazines for references.

• when Billy opens the door, he smirks as he takes in your baggage, "movin' in, princess?"

• he reaches to take the tote bag off your shoulder so you wouldn't carry the weight.

• but Max is there, nudging him out of the way, "she's here for me."

• when Billy's puppy-eyes turn to you, you can't help but sigh lightly and hand Max the wheeling suitcase. she dashes back for her room and you stand in front of Billy, hands flattened against his waist as you tease lightly, "you're gonna have to share me, you know."

• his eyes would roll lightly, "says who?"

• "behave," you chuckled, moving to help Susan get Max ready. and by the end of the night, you're waving the redhead off with Billy's arm slung around your shoulders. "see what happens when you're patient?"

• Susan and Neil dropped Max off before going on their own date, meaning you and Billy were home alone.

• you might've felt nervous but he never pressured you. instead, he seemed a little more tender as the holidays drew on and you had a sneaking suspicion he was mourning the life, and family, he knew before.

• so, what do you do? you're pulling ingredients out in his kitchen and insisting he helps you make a batch of cookies. the radio is flicked on and Christmas carols ring around the room.

• he's not good at baking but he laughs more in those two hours than he had in a full week. his eyes get soft and he might even act on the way his heart feels vulnerable, pulling you in for a slow dance around the kitchen.

• snow MIGHT even start to fall outside, marking this as your very own Snowball Dance.

• Billy kisses you that night, your lips tasting like the batter your finger had taken a dollop of. it's a searing kind of kiss, the one that feels like a long time coming - finally arriving and making your body explode with pinpricks of hormones.

• needless to say, you two were joined at the hip from that day on. Neil wasn't the biggest fan of you because you were just so fucking nice - it confused him what you saw in Billy.

• but you saw all the best parts of him, despite Neil's conditioning to showcase the worst.

• so, you're dating now, right? beautiful. doesn't mean it's perfect, okay? Billy's still a little bent outta shape that he requires time and understanding.

• he's doing his best, okay?

• he curses, like, a lot. at you, near you, in reference to you. but he’ll never resort to cheap ploys and will always comes to your defense if someone’s out of line.

• big fan of the whole ‘total dickhead to everyone except so-and-so’. cause that’s you and Billy.

• but when Billy's your boyfriend, oh, lord! get ready for the PDA 'cause he's chomping at the bit to touch you every moment.

• it shocks you to learn physical touch is his love language, what with the way Neil abuses him; you'd assumed touch might trigger him.

• but Billy explains to you that your touch could never hurt him and he relishes in the warmth your hands provide. instead of the fear Neil instilled, your touch gave comfort. warmth. hope, and peace.

• so, you run with that information. walking around the mall? your hands are conjoined or an arm is around someone's waist. at school? your hand might stray to run through his curls in the cafeteria, earning his attention. grocery store? boy's got his hands around your waist, or somewhere near your neck, while you push the cart lazily up and down the aisles.

• yes, yes, yes, Billy comes to you when anything goes wrong. he's never been like that, he doesn't understand why now, all of a sudden when he's overwhelmed, he's sneaking out and running to your house. but you're a safety net for him, and you wipe his tears; how can he not feel safe with you?

• your mom don't like him 'cause she's heard all the rumors. she even once belonged to Karen Wheeler's bookclub but left it because all the middle aged ladies were talking about her daughter's boyfriend hyper-sexually.

• she had a hard time looking Billy in the eye after that.

• it makes your mom a bit uneasy. but she respects your wishes and your want to be in a relationship. so, life carries on with a few back handed or passive aggressive comments.

• you don't like the smell of cigarettes so he won't smoke around you. you know it's a hard habit to kick and sometimes he'll ask if it's okay, but he'll definitely refrain from smoking cigarettes around you.

• he might even start to feel a little insecure and leaves an extra shirt in the trunk of his car to change into so that your nose isn't pressed right against the smoke-filled fabric.

• Billy's a big ass baby, man. look, he's a total sucker for not doing shit; throwing a movie on and literally laying on top of you. one of your hands would run through his hair as the other caressed the skin of his neck and cheek. one leg laid flat along his as the other bends to lean against his hip and keep him cocooned in your love.

• he'll often fall asleep like that. big ass baby. God, i love him.

• loves when you play with his hair. you're the only one he allows - no, i'm serious! others have tried, others really want to, but Billy never let them. until you and then it felt like your hands belonged in his silky tresses.

• don't get me started on Billy being protective. cause that's his whole thing, okay?

• shit, got me started. look, so, Billy gives a WHOLE new meaning to being protective. he's defending you against anyone - even his own father - because nobody talks shit about you.

• he's been handed a few beatings by Neil for raising his voice in defense of you.

• but he says he'd do it again and again. nobody got to say a single word he didn't like about you. girls in the locker rooms? yeah, all that gossip stopped after Billy confronted the cheer captain before Chrissy.

• few boys at a party looking at you like you're a piece of meat? oh, look! a heavy arm is slinging around your shoulders to turn you; a hand gripping you cheeks to pull you in for a bruising kiss. due to the intensity, you know he's staking his claim; sliding your tongue into his mouth as distraction.

• does the trick because he's groaning when you pull back. his hand's on your ass, telling anyone watching who you belonged to.

• he'll approach those dudes later and growl, "i catch you lookin' at my girl again, it'll be the last time you have eyes."

• is it aggressive? yes, but so is Billy, and so is his determination to protect you. he doesn't always know the best way to do that but he's figuring it out as he goes.

• you often have talks about his protectiveness but you understand he's very unsure how to go about all of this, so, you both take it in stride. if he catches your glare when he's acting up, he'll begrudgingly back down but that's okay. why? 'cause you're taking his hand and pulling you both away from whatever situation set him off.

• and he's a sweetheart when he wants to be. baby boy can't stand to see your tears, so, if you start to cry, every defense he has is dropping.

• he's been the reason for your tears a few times and he's gutted by the idea. so, you see the progress he makes in avoiding previous issues to avoid your tears.

• communication's difficult for Billy but he tries, only for you. he knows you can't read his mind and he needs to verbalize his needs; maybe doing it a little roughly but he was doing it at least. and practice makes perfect, so, it's fine.

• because your relationship is a partnership that you both have equal stake in. your job isn't to judge, but to encourage.

• but you also get him to open up communication with Max and Susan - since Neil is a lost cause.

• you've never seen Neil physically strike Billy but you've heard the yelling and you've heard the impact of a few slaps from your place in Billy's bedroom and theirs from the kitchen.

• on those days, Billy's darting back into his room and closing the door before leaning against it. his cheek's red and swelling slightly, making you stand in worry. but your movement shakes him from his thoughts and he's sniffling, "get your things, sweet girl, we're heading out."

• "where?"

• "anywhere that isn't here. i can't have you here when he's riled up like that, we gotta go."

• always protecting you.

• ayo, y’all know that medallion he wears? well guess what? he placed it around your neck and claims it’ll protect you when he can’t. he wants to see it on you. my fucking HEART.

• Billy comes to you for any academic help. he doesn't give a single fuck about school, didn't even bring a pencil his first week. but he doesn't want to flunk out and repeat so he puts in just enough effort.

• sometimes, it's not enough and he's coming to you to help proofread his essay to ensure he got at least a 75% to weigh his grade to passing.

• he gets an 88% and fucks you into the mattress.

• you're a lot more inclined to help him with homework after that.

• he's a private person. so, even if you're left in his room while he showers or goes to handle whatever Neil's yelling about, you're not able to see many personal things. everything's hidden and you're not about to snoop through his shit.

• eventually, after a particularly hard day, he's holding you in his arms, on his bed, and then reaching for a wooden box under it. inside are pictures and memorabilia, explaining he hid it so Neil couldn't weaponize it against him.

• and in front of your eyes, he takes a polaroid photo of you two and places it in the box for safekeeping. "because i treasure you, my sweet girl," he'd whisper. "don't want anyone taking this from me."

• heart melts.

• Billy dominates you. like clockwork.

but y'all ever see Game of Thrones and Khaleesi rides Khal Drogo for the first time? he comes in ready to dominate her and she's like nah, l got this and rides him to oblivion?

• think THAT but with Billy.

• he'll want you to be a plaything one day, but the next, he's mewling like a bitch in heat while you ride him. he'll even let your hand wrap around his throat when you're on top.

• he won't admit he likes it but you can tell.

• Billy likes telling you how pretty you are. you get all flustered and he adores it, finding it funny that he'll be balls deep in you, telling you all kinds of profane things he wanted to do to your pussy and you'll just eat it up - but the moment he tells you you're beautiful, you're all embarrassed like a school girl.

• spurs the nickname "pretty girl". he'll call you other pet names, too, but he'll always resort back to "pretty" or "sweet girl".

• big sucker for the troupe, 'never calling you your government name unless angry' cause that's Billy. like 100%. he won't call you your name unless angry (at you) or trying to be serious. meaning it's always a pet name rolling off his tongue.

• HA! good luck trying to leave Billy without a kiss goodbye. it does NOT matter if you literally run up to him because you forgot your chapstick in his jacket pocket and have to get back to practice - he's pulling you in for a kiss before you leave. going to work? where's his kiss, huh? oh, you thought you were getting out of this car without a kiss? that's illegal. the toll tax is now three kisses.

• the boy melts when you kiss him and your hand will hold his cheek. so simple but so intimate for him.

• and when cuddling, he's a big fan of feeling your nails against his skin and scalp. he even likes it when you trace over his face with a fingertip, leaning in to peck his lips quickly before huddling back under his chin.

• Billy often wonders what he did to deserve you - often comes up with jackshit.

• he says he loves you first but it starts as a fight. probably over something stupid, like Tommy H. hitting on you in calculus, but it'll snowball out of control because he's scared of what he's feeling, and over the very idea that someone could take you from him.

• when Billy's scared, fight or flight kicks in and his natural instinct is to fight then flee. so, he'll pick at scabs and old wounds to make them bleed so you won't try to stop him when he leaves.

• but you've been around long enough to know how he ticks.

• the conversation will be instigated by you, begging him to tell you the fucking truth, and he's shouting, "because I'm in love with you, for fuck's sake!"

• mmmmh, yeah, you get fucked on the couch that night because you can't make it to his room. thankfully, nobody was home because y'all are like frantic rabbits going at it. and when you're on top that night, you tell him, "i love you too," against his lips; that fucking hand holding against his cheek.

• he goes a little feral and will wrap his arms around your waist to hold you in position before jackhammering his hips up into yours. growling, sweating, just desperate to be as physically close to one another as possible.

• he wants to hear you say you love him all the time now. Billy needs a lot of reassurance and you've plenty to give. he'll make it a point to remind you he loves you even when in a fight - the very idea of you thinking he didn't anymore enough to make him want to tug his hair out.

• baby boy feels like his mother didn't know / hear how much he loved her, and that's why she easily left him behind. so, he'll be damned if he lets you think the same thing.

• don't try the whole words of affirmation shit because it'll literally always end in a fight. some abusive conditioning can't be changed.

• doesn't mean you let Billy forget his value. and oh, fuck, is he grateful for you. he's insecure under all that bravado and telling him you see his value is almost as good as hearing you loved him.

• in public, he's usually whispering in your ear some shitty joke. arm around your neck and shoulders. just happy to be near each other and never once giving a fuck about PDA.

• you never touch a door, you hear me? never. Billy opens all doors, even if he's pissed off.

speaking of -

• nobody angers him like you, because you're so close.

• but also, nobody can bring Billy back to reality like you can.

• he stops beating people up because he worries about your opinion of him; and he never wants to give you reason to be afraid of him.

• but when angry, he's loud. he throws shit. he'll curse and when overwhelmed, he'll cry and break down in earnest confusion.

• his anger takes over and makes his heart feel heavy; but after the initial storm cloud, he's vulnerable and stripped bare of his defenses as you're cuddling him close.

• Billy tells you he doesn't like to be so angry and he's trying to find other outlets.

• and you assure him that it's okay to feel overwhelmed and like he's gonna blow his top off. it's okay to have emotion, and it's okay to not know what to do with it.

• fuck and that smile? man, he's got you like putty in his hands when he flashes that blinding smile.

• it's cool though 'cause he's totally whipped and if you pout, he's going to get whatever you asked him for. baby boy's a sucker for your puppy dog eyes, making it your secret weapon. you don't use it often but when you do, Billy swears his heart beat stops and speeds up all at the same time.

• he really likes kissing you. if you're not in the mood to fuck, you're tired, stressed, whatever, he's fine with it as long as you're game for a little make out session. honestly? you're never not game.

• Billy's a big cuddler but never in front of people, only ever in private.

• but he's very proud to be your man so he looks for any reason to touch you. it's a sense of both protectiveness and possession; daring anyone to come and relinquish his claim so he might have reason to beat the shit outta one of these punks looking at his girl.

• or so his brain tells him. he's much more even tempered with you but every now and then, old habits flare up, and it's up to you to safely defuse the time bomb that is Billy's anger.

• Billy often doesn't feel worthy of you, so, he'll start fights. you're quick to shut it down.

• and when it's good, it's really good.

• boy will bring you flowers because it makes him feel like he's doing at least something right. and the way your lips will spread in a beaming smile has him making a mental note to pick up another bouquet sometime soon.

• picnics. i know, he doesn't seem the type, you thought so as well. but it's solitary for you both; peaceful and away from the crazy shit going on in town. besides, when he's with you, he's not looking at anyone or wondering about their opinion - his focus is 110% on you.

• which means he can read your body language like he's fluent. nervous ticks? he knows 'em. gotta pee? he can tell. feeling some pent up sexual frustration? he's not sure how it's possible but he knows what's going on, and he's taking action.

• he knows your birthday and anniversary too, so, he's always prepared. never before had he cared about ANY of that - but then you happened, and it all changed.

• ugh - changing Billy's attitude around. he's not so much of a dickhead once he starts dating you. everyone at school notices it.

• he's stupid sweet and gentle with you. he'll stand at your locker and curl your hair behind both ears as you talk; completely focused on all that you are.

• rejects other girls (harshly) because he's enamored with you. and he doesn't like people hitting on him when they know he's with you, it feels like blatant disrespect.

• forehead kisses like a motherfucker.

• Billy telling you you're the calm he needs in life.

• he's adores you, kinda thing. you can do no wrong, kinda thing.

• he pulls you into his lap a lot. again, PDA ain't no worry to him. just no cuddling... but hanging on his lap with an arm around his shoulders is A-OK.

• in fact, he takes it a few steps farther and sees where the most public place you two can have sex is.

• so far, the movie theater was it but that was complicated and not a whole lot of fun considering you were freaked out the whole time.

• but you made it up to him by taking him up the water tower and going three rounds.

• sex is a staple in any relationship, okay? but Billy's never pressured you and always lets you drive the situation. he honestly likes spending time with you, so, if you don't fuck, he doesn't care.

• only your boyfriend is stupid hot and you look for reasons to jump his bones. mmh...

• and when he's feeling randy and wanting to dominate - LORD! the way that boy makes you feel should be borderline illegal. his touches like hot rocks against your skin; kisses from pillowy lips that tasted suspiciously like your chapstick; tongue sweeping over your neck and making your mind go a little fuzzy.

• you go with him on his 18th to get his skull tattoo. you make a joke about getting a matching one but he's really turned on by the idea. you consider it for a few months.

• maybe you do it, maybe not. but you do get a tattoo and Billy's almost humping the air when he sees it.

• nope, he's not letting you paint his nails but he'll give you his opinion on colors. in fact, he'll catch a little bit of an attitude when he notices the once cherry red color of your fingernails has turned into a midnight blue, asking, "your other boyfriend like this color?"

• "baby, i can pick out my nail color."

• "just usually ask me my opinion," he'd huffed.

• you ask him before you change it now.

• matching his and her sunglasses.

• listen to me: nobody touches a fucking thing in Billy's Camaro. okay? but for you... yeah, okay, he's actually okay with you changing the radio station. and adjusting the temperature in the car. and sure, he'd probably kick anyone else out if they tried this, but he actually smiles when your feet escape your shoes to curl under you in his passenger seat.

• you're the only person he trusts to drive his car, too. doesn't happen often but twice now, he'd gotten shitfaced at a party and it was your responsibility to get you both home.

• clingy drunk Billy. might even fuck around and pout at you. Definitely just wants you to lay with him, touch him, be close to him.

• he's not used to being loved so it's a learning experience for you both. but when his head is nestled between your shoulder and neck, breathing in your scent while a hand lazily traces along your belly, there's nothing he'd rather do than this life with you.

• you're the calm, he's the fury. you're the eye, he's the storm. you're the soft and smooth, he's the rough and jagged. but i'll be damned if this relationship isn't exactly what he needs.

• you're unyielding in your love and affection, and he's silently thanking God as you lay in his arms. his eyes might even well with unshed tears as he thinks over in his head every reason he doesn't deserve you, but every reason he'll selfishly keep you.

• oof, but Billy operates on a short fuse so when he's feeling touchy, you have to tread carefully. due to how close you guys are, you're usually the first line of defense he takes his irritation out on and that results in you ignoring him for days.

• but Billy's full of remorse; knowing Neil made him feel like shit and it wasn't fair to in turn take it out on you, just so you'd feel the same. so, he's going to Max for advice.

• i know, holy shit, right? it's just, he's not used to fucking shit up and then wanting to fix it - he usually just runs. but he's tired of running, so, he asks Max to help.

• and Max loves you and thinks Billy's a different person since meeting and dating you, so, she agrees. and the Hargrove / Mayfield siblings are concocting some plan.

• turns out, he doesn't need a big plan - he just needs honesty. he'll get you your favorite flowers and crawl up the oak tree in your yard, balance himself, and knock on your window.

• '80s parents and guardians are oblivious, so, nobody hears him sneaking in and out almost every other night. call that child safety.

• but it's been 3 WHOLE days since he's seen or kissed you, and poor baby is going a little crazy. he'll present the flowers and crawl into your bed, the pair of you dedicating that moment to talk about what happened and how to avoid it in the future.

• and Billy might let a tear or two fall, asking, "why do you forgive me so easily?"

• "because i can see you're genuinely upset by this, baby," you'd sighed, pushing a few curls from his forehead. "but that doesn't mean this can continue. you've gotta do better, baby, please."

• "for you? anything."

• "do it for the both of us, hmm?"

• it's not all sunshine and rainbows when loving a complicated man, and i can't even say it'll be worth the inevitable uphill battle. but it's definitely a love for the ages and you wouldn't want anyone else.

• only guy who's ever made you squirt and he's very proud of that. it's now a personal mission of his to see how many orgasms he can coax from you in a single night. current record: seven. yeah, that boy wants to be soaked, wow. absolutely mesmerized by you when he gets this kind of physical reaction.

• he's always proud of you, too.

• if you're a cheerleader, he's picking you up in his arms and telling you how flawless your routine was (even if you know there was a few missteps).

• if you're an athlete, best believe he's at every single game just to cheer you on. he might even keep record of your stats.

• you passed that stupid hard final in your AP History class? you're literally rushing down the hall, spying Billy, and when he sees you coming with a grin and that fucking packet clutched in your hands, he's stooping low to catch you in his embrace and spin you around, "aha! my smart girl! i knew you'd do fine. you were worrying for nothin', huh? that's my girl."

• and when he calls you 'his girl', your stomach's in a flurry of butterflies no matter how often you hear it.

• you have a deal that you can't call him this in public but he doesn't all the way hate when you call him 'baby boy'.

hmmm, maybe i'm projecting...

• Billy talks about taking you to Cali with him. and you go visit his grandparents during spring break.

• when i say they adore you, i'm talking they fucking adore you to the point they're asking 18 year-old Billy when he's gonna pop the question.

• makes him choke a little out of surprise but recovers, "soon. you'll be the first to know when it happens."

• you can't help but joke, "wouldn't i know first?"

• "nah, i'd tell them before asking you," Billy smirked, nodding at his grandparents across the table.

• he's just so fucking different when in a good, loving, healthy relationship. he's toxic as fuck - we know - but he can recognize his wrongdoings and attempt to rectify them.

• he's constantly offering you compliments about anything.

• "God, you look adorable in that skirt - c'mere."

• "damn, baby, i didn't know Playboy was lookin' for new models."

• "you forreal wrote this essay? baby, this is really well done."

• "hey, superstar."

• mmh, breakfast dates are his favorite. breakfast foods are his favorite, so, you've gotten in a rhythm to cook for him on the weekend mornings.

• oof, wait! the dates! he's broke as shit, cool. but he can make anything an interesting time by just being there.

• so, you go to a lot of parties together but usually duck out with a handle of vodka to head for the quarry overlook. he likes to hang out there, laid back on the hood of his car, looking up into the vast nothingness of the universe while contemplating life.

• Billy's a deeper than we give him credit for. again, it's all hidden under a mask of indifference and dickheadedness, but it's there!

• nature hikes 'cause ain't sit else to do in this small town!

• he'll take you to concerts out of town; diners; long drives; fairs in the summer; he might've even arranged with his neighbor to let you guys in their backyard to hang out with the litter of puppies their dog just had.

• honestly, anything he can think of to make you smile, Billy's finding some way to make it happen.

• trust and believe you can handle his anger and outbursts. you don't shut down, you stand strong while rationally, logically trying to navigate his feelings. when he crosses a line, you'll end the conversation and walk away because he needs time to cool off.

• you're usually very forgiving but not always with Billy - who needs to learn there's often consequences to actions and words.

• hard lesson to learn but he's an avid student.

• Billy offering massages. his hands are Godly and you never refuse.

• might sound really out of character, but he's a fucking professional at handling your period. know how he keeps a duffel at your place? he's got one for you, too, at his. but it's period supplies so you never got a moment worrying about it.

• he'll pour some rice in a sock, tie it up, heat it for a minute or so, and lay it against your lower stomach before crawling into bed with you. sometimes, cramps might make you curl up a little in pain, but Billy's there to get you pain killers, water, snacks if you want them, but especially just to hold you.

• and he'll tell you he read some article in a magazine about how sex is supposed to help with period pains and cramps. what a horndog, you know? don't tell him, but it helps.

• Billy's an ass man. i wish i could explain it but if you get it, you get it. if you don't, that's okay. 'cause he's been known to be titty guy but it's your ass, man. Billy Boy loses rational thought when his hands are all over you.

• he gets you new earrings because you often accessorize your outfits with them. it was a fun yet subtle way to show off originality and Billy finds himself looking through a few jewelry kiosks at the mall.

• you cannot convince me otherwise that Billy doesn't get you a necklace with his name on it. i won't hear it 'cause he's definitely the type to, okay?

• his leather jacket is your favorite because it's oversized and has a musky undertone to the usual smell of his cologne. he knows this and will drop it over your shoulders without needing to ask if you're cold.

• but hey - you're a big fan of wearing your man's clothes, okay?

• he'll come pick you up for school and see you walking out in one of his shirts and have to swallow from the way his mouth salivates.

• finding empty classrooms during lunch or study hall to fuck in.

• Billy doesn't understand 'aftercare' until you. he'll stand from the bed to light a cigarette and tug his boxers on, peaking over at you and noting the way your legs trembled. he'd realize and grab his shirt to clean you up before laying right back beside you.

• "did i hurt you?"

• "no, i'm okay," you'd assure; the feeling of his bare skin on yours something close to Heaven on earth. and the way his finger tips would drag over your bare body, unsure of the patterns he's drawing; but sinking further into his embrace? yeah - God sent.

• while you don't often fight, if you piss him off, he's a loose canon. you remind yourself he's feeling defensive and like he has to lash out, trying not to take things to heart. but he's still Billy, still a dickhead, and he's still going for the jugular.

• he won't look at you for days. won't pick you up, drop you home, give your flowers, kiss you, won't even fucking acknowledge you.

• fuck, it hurts.

• but he's the one then showing up one morning outside your house as you get your shoes on to catch the bus.

• knowing he was over his initial irritation, you'll cautiously approach the car as he gets out.

• "here to insult me a bit more?"

• and his hand is running through his hair, eyes sad and downcast, ringed with red to indicate unrest and emotional turmoil.

• "i'm so fucking sorry, baby, i really am."

• here's the thing - Billy doesn't know how to apologize. he doesn't do it often to anyone, so, the words never really formed naturally on his tongue.

• but with you, he's on the verge of panicked tears as he's word vomiting to you how sorry he is. he'd never stutters over his apology to you because you're the only person he considers worthy of his genuine remorse.

• and you definitely punish him by making him hang out with you, Max, Steve Harrington, Robin Buckley and the other party members.

• no, you don't get him to play D&D with them - mostly because Max warned them not even to mention it.

• but he's a good sport and will let the kids get in his car, the others in Steve's, and might take them to the pool despite being off for the day. only because he knows he has to make it up to you.

• look, he's got some flaws, okay? but Billy definitely tries his best when it involves something he's genuinely interested in. you're the first person in X number of years to warrant this kind of feeling in him, so, he's adamant on keeping this love.

• i can fix him, your honor! give me a chance!

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I heard you were taking edge requests 🫣, how about adam wanting to propose, but is still hesitant? sorry, this is such a random request, but I just wanted to request something for edge lmaoo xx

AHHHHHHHH, you anon, are now my favorite, and i’m gonna need you to keep sending edge requests my way, like rn pls

my requests are open, request here - who i write for - request rules - Edge Master List

summary: Adam wants to propose to you, he really, really does, yet he still has all these fears holding him back.

Finally

He was hesitant, he really was, and now he didn't know why he had bought that ring in the spur of the moment. Adam had wanted to propose for a while, but he been going back and forth on if he should or not. When him and Christian were out, he stopped at a jewelry store randomly, and there he found the perfect ring for you. So on impulse, he bought it, but now he wasn't so sure if he should have. You and Adam had been together since just shortly after his WWE debut. You had became friends in 1998, then he had asked you out a year later in 1999, and you two had been going strong. But now it was 2006, 7 years later, you two had been dating for 7 years, and he felt guilty almost. Guilty that he hadn't proposed yet, because he loves you so much, he really does, and he truly does want to spend the rest of his life with you. And he knows you love him with everything in your soul, he knows that you're just waiting for the day he finally proposes. But he can't help but feel this feeling of hesitance, something just won't let him propose to you. Adam keeps thinking of every single thing that could go wrong.

you two are still too young

you aren't ready for that commitment yet

he isn't ready for that commitment yet

you turn him down

you two fall out of-

"Adam."

Hearing his name snapped him out of his thoughts. Adam turned his head to see Christian beside him.

"Hey man, what's wrong? You've been all quiet and nervous." Christian asks.

The two of them were hanging out in Christian's hotel room, eating lunch, while you went around the city with Trish and Lita for a girls day.

"Nothing. Nothings wrong." Adam stuttered.

Christian gave him a knowing look.

"Fine! You got me." Adam exclaimed, a sigh escaping his pink lips.

Christian urged him to continue.

"It's just, I'm so conflicted on proposing to y/n." Adam spoke.

"Conflicted? Why? You two are actually like the most annoyingly in love couple, it actually makes me want to throw up sometimes." Christian questioned.

Adam punched his arm teasingly. "It's not that, of course I'm in love with her. I really do want to propose, it's not that I don't want to. It's just- I can't stop thinking about everything that could go wrong, you know? Like what if we're just not ready, or she doesn't want to be engaged yet."

"Adam, you two have been together for 7 years. You know everything there is to know about one another, and you two would literally do anything for one another. I think you guys are ready for this, actually I know you guys are ready for this." Christian tells him, a hand on Adam's shoulder.

Adam nods, wanting him to continue.

"At Trish's wedding last month, didn't you notice y/n  looking over to you during the ceremony? Like she was silently telling you that she wished that it was you two up there getting married." Christian asked.

"Yeah, I just didn't think much of it I guess." Adam muttered.

There was silence for a moment between the two of them. "You really think that's why she was looking at me during the ceremony?" Adam questioned.

Christian nodded. Adam pulled out the velvet box from his back pocket, opening it up to look at the ring.

"You keep it with you in your pocket?"

"Yeah, I do." Adam mumbled.

"You planning on doing it tonight?" Christian questioned.

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You walked down the sidewalk, looking through all the shop windows, your best friends beside you.

"So Trish, how was the honeymoon?" You asked, readjusting the shopping bag in your hand.

"Oh it was wonderful! The beach was so nice, I definitely needed a little getaway." She explained.

"I wish I could go on a getaway." Lita chuckled.

"Speaking of honeymoons, y/n when are you and Adam going to get married. It feels like you two have just been dating forever." Trish asked.

"Oh- I don't know, we aren't even engaged or anything yet, you know that." You mumbled, taken a back by the sudden question.

"Well why hasn't he proposed yet? I mean c'mon, you two have been together for 7 years, and you were friends even before that. It's about time he proposes to you." Trish questioned.

"Um, I don't know why he hasn't yet. We're fine though, it's not like it's causing any issues or anythi-"

"I'm sure Adam has his reasoning for not doing it yet Trish." Lita cut you off, trying to get you out of the uncomfortable situation.

"I guess so." Trish mumbled.

You guys walked a little further until Trish found another shop. "Ooo, I need to go in here. This is where I get a lot of Christmas gifts. You guys good to stay out here for a little while?" Trish asked you two.

You and Lita nodded, sitting down on a nearby bench. You were silent, and Lita took notice.

"Hey, you okay?" She asked you.

Your head popped up, looking her in the eyes. "Yeah, I guess so. Just thinking about what Trish said." You answered.

"What about it?" Lita asked.

"What do you think Adam's reasoning is for not proposing yet?" You asked her.

"Well, I'm no expert on the matter, but I do know Adam loves you, so I'm sure there's a good reasoning as to why he hasn't yet. Maybe he's just afraid of what could go wrong. Like maybe he's afraid that you aren't ready for that yet, or something like that." Lita explained.

You nodded slowly. "Yeah maybe."

You felt your Nokia phone go off in your pocket. You got it out, it was Adam texting you.

Adam: You having fun?

You: Yeah. Me and Lita are waiting for Trish to get out of a store.

Adam: Gotcha. Are you guys going out to eat dinner?

You: No, I don't think so.

Adam: Ok, you want me to order you some room service when I order mine in a minute then?

You: Yeah.

Adam: What do you want?

You: Do they have salad?

Adam: They do.

You: Alright, then just get me that.

Adam: Ok babe, see you in a bit. I love you.

You: Love you too.

You closed your phone and put it back in your pocket.

"Who was that?" Lita asked you.

"Adam, he just wanted to know what I wanted him to order me for dinner." You told her.

Lita just nodded.

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Adam heard the door to the hotel room open, he turned and looked at the clock.

10:00

He had been waiting almost an hour for you to get back. You walked in, seeing Adam shirtless, only in pajama pants, sitting on the bed waiting for you with the bag of food.

"Hey babe." He greeted you, getting up off of the bed to give you a kiss.

"Hi." You smiled.

"I missed you." Adam mumbled, leaving multiple kisses all over your face.

"I missed you too." You said quietly, pulling away. "I'm gonna go change."

Adam nodded, freeing you from his arms as he went back to the bed. Once you got into the small hotel bathroom, you changed quickly into your sleep shorts and a top. After today, especially the whole thing with Trish, you were ready to just eat and go to sleep. When you walked back out, he already had your food laid out on the bed right next to his. You two sat in a silence while you ate, the only noise in the dark room being the tv, too much was on both of your minds. For you it was what Trish had said today, and for him, it was about the proposal. Adam looked over at you.

“Hey hon, you okay?” He asked.

You looked over at him, your eyes meeting his hazel ones. “Yeah, just thinking.”

“About what?”

“Something Trish said today.” You muttered quietly.

“What’d she say?” Adam asked.

“Just something about us not being engaged yet.” You told him, looking down at your empty bowl of salad, you placed it on the nightstand.

Adam silently gulped. He fished out the small velvet box from the pocket of his pajama pants, taking a deep breath.

“Hey.” He said, trying to get your attention.

You looked back over at him, taking in his nervous state.

“Um, I know this really isn’t the best place to do this but I just need to do this right now.” Adam stumbled over his own words.

You looked at him, confused by what he meant. You noticed a small box in his hands, and you watched as he opened it to reveal a gorgeous diamond ring. You eyes went wide, your breath hitching, you felt a sudden wave of emotion crash over you. Adam flashed you a small smile, noticing your reaction, before continuing.

“I‘ve been wanting to do this for the longest time, you don’t even understand. But I was just afraid it was too soon. I think it’s time now though. I love you so much babe, I want to spend the rest of my life with you, I want to have little babies, maybe even a dog, I want to share a home with you, and most importantly, I want to share my last name with you. I want you to be Mrs. y/n Copeland. So honey, will you marry me?” He finally popped the question, his voice wavering in the slightest.

All you could do was nod, tears falling from your eyes due to his sweet words. Adam smiled as he slipped the ring delicately onto your finger. He smiled up at you, placing both of his hand on either side of your face and bringing your lips to his own.

“I love you.” You smiled tearfully.

“I love you too, so much.” Adam said, laying back onto the pillows and laying you on top of him so your head was on his chest.

“I feel so much better now that that’s finally off my chest.” Adam chuckled.

You laughed with him, tracing the tattoo on his shoulder with your finger.

“I’m so excited.” You whispered.

“About what?”

“The future. Our wedding, the honeymoon, maybe getting a new home, like an actual house, not an apartment.” You explained.

Adam smiled so hard, it made his cheeks hurt. “I promise that our wedding is going to be everything you’ve ever dreamed of.”

“As long as your at the alter, it will be everything I’ve ever wanted.” You told him tiredly.

“Well I can definitely promise that, my love.”