#so glad to finally have this one finished

[aritsukemo]

I don’t know if your requests are open, but I simply love your writing! May I have a Zhongli/Venti/Xiao Prompt with a reader who’s secretly a god from another world?

Finding out you're secretly a god | Genshin Impact

( @scar8o )

Summary: After your powers are revealed in a heat of the moment decision, you and your partner have a much needed conversation..

Characters: Xiao, Zhongli, and Venti

Warnings: Nothing much. Mentions of reader facing discrimination in Xiao's and slight tears towards the end of Xiao's as well.

A/N: AGHHHH this took months to finally write, but I'm glad I finally got the push I needed to finish this! I'm sorry you had to wait so long and I hope you enjoy this little collection of drabbles I put together! :D

A yellowish-orange shade was cast over Teyvat just like it would any other evening. Nothing had changed; the wind was still blowing, wildlife was as and as wild as ever, and the grass was still the same old greenish tinge.

Well, today, Xiao supposes that something has changed. For the first time in years, there was complete silence between you two. Being the chatterbox that you were, it was never like this since you're always rambling on about whatever popped into your head—whether that'd be how your day went, what you should do tommorow, or even the most trivial things like which colored cloth you should use to wipe off your weapons.

But that particular evening, you didn't utter a word. You simply sat there, knees to your chest as you gazed at the sun slowly setting upon the horizon. It felt odd for Xiao—awkward if he were to be so mundane. At the same time, he had no way of relieving this odd, awkward tension from the air. He had so many question stirring in his head that could at least fill the air with something of substance, and yet, he felt hesitant to voice any of them.

But he has to say something. If he doesn't, he fears that he'll never get his questions answered. So, without looking your way, he asks, "Who..are you really?"

You don't answer immediately and for a moment, Xiao thought you didn't hear him at all. Before he can repeat himself, however, he hears your voice, low and uncharacteristically sullen as you tell him, "Someone who doesn't belong here.."

He doesn't realize it, but upon hearing your response and looking over at you, his eyes softened—and just like the snow he used to munch down to prevent himself from starving to death, his golden hues glistened in the light of the setting sun. He didn't know what to say to that. Or rather, he couldn't think of anything to say that would be comforting to your ears.

That's one the things about you that he's fond of, but is also envious of. You always knew the right thing to say even when he thought you didn't. It's one of his favorite things about you..

"Look, I'm sorry for lying to you for so long.." You said before heaving a long, tired sigh. One that sounded as if you've been holding it for ages, "In my own world, people despised me and this power so much so that they tried everything they could to make my life miserable.."

"Adults, kids, girls, boys, women, and men.. Even when they were more different than the glaxies above, the one thing that was always the same was the way they looked at me.. That deep swirl of hatred in their eyes as they stared at me..like I was some kind of monster.. No matter what I did for them, it never changed," Xiao chooses to ignore the way your voice cracks midway through your sentence—the signal that the glass dam inside you was beginning to crack..

"When I got here, I saw this as my brethren relieving me of that pain..like a fresh start. I was so happy..and so, so scared. I was terrified of the past happening again so I swore to do everything in my power to keep that part of me hidden for as long as I was able.."

At this point, he could see those crystal tears rolling down your face, the translucent trail they left glimmering in the sun's glow. He's never seen them before. You never allowed him to and now, he's grateful that you never did because the sight of you crying made his chest feel heavy and empty, causing it to ache. The sight was painful. It felt wrong associating this feeling with something so..human, but it's the only thing to describe this black hole forming where his heart's supposed to be..

And in attempt to fill that feeling, he finally asks, "Do you think this power of yours will bring harm to the people of Liyue?" You finally glance at him, confusion written all over that tear-stricken face of yours. He merely looks at you with expectancy, so you eventually croak out a small, "No.."

"Do you ever think that you'll try to take over Liyue and force it's people under your thumb?" He threw another question at you, and this time, you answered quickly, blurting out an offended sounding, "Of course not! Do you think I would?"

"No," He answered immediately, "But as the protector of this land, I had to make sure we were on the same page before I said anything else," And he gets up. Your crystalized eyes follow after him, confusion beginning to swirl along with a headache—the result caused by your near-breakdown just now.

"Wha.." You begin, but your voice dies in your throat as he offers you a hand and looks you in the eyes like he would any other day—as if everything was normal.

"You said before that after all of this was over, you'd drag me off somewhere to 'wind down', didn't you? Well, I'm allowing you this once to do so without having any resistance on my end," He clarifies, and that's when it finally clicks in your mind; nothing has changed. The world is still spinning, the once clear, orange sky has turned blue and starry. Xiao is still willing to reach out to you, still willing to stare at you with adoration and love, and be around you. He still sees you as simply Y/n.

And you find yourself brought to tears all over again. Yet this time, it's due to sheer relief instead of anxiety and agony. It's because of the happiness you feel as you reach out your hand and let yourself be helped up like some damsel..

..And it's all becase of Xiao, who's kind enough to see you as something other than a monster. Something lesser than a divine god or goddess, but as simply another person of the land who he should protect.

"So when did you figure it out?" You asked to the man who sat across from you at the table—although to others it seemed as though you were talking to your tea from how your eyes were trained on it the entire time you spoke, pupils following every ripple it made with every slight of your hand.

The man across from you—who you've called many endearments over the years of knowing him—simply hummed at your question, taking the time to grab his own tea cup before answering just as casually, "Some time ago. I've had some theories of my own for a while now, but..outside assistance helped to point me in the right direction."

"So the traveler told you," You stated, your tone leaving no room for him to lie or say otherwise—a silent testament that it was futile to try and deny something you already seen as a fact, but he attempted anyways.

"Not exactly," He said, "It was a slip of the tongue on Paimon's part, a small one at that, I barely noticed it myself." And this time, you hum, closing your eyes as you at last take a sip of your tea—which has long since gotten cold since it arrived at your table.

You take a long, slow sip, as if you were buying time, or maybe, simply trying to collect all the thoughts swirling in your head and condense them in a coherent, civil sentence. Whatever it is, Zhongli allows you that time and patiently waits for you to finally set your cup down again..

"So? What do you plan to do with me now that you know?" The question comes off blunt—slightly threatening to the unintelligent ears, but it doesn't phase Zhongli. After all, he knows that you weren't threatening him, but more rather felt threatened. Similar to a cornered bunny who's only defense weapons are its fluffy, dull nubs.

"Nothing at all," He says, and at last your eyes cross the table to look him in the eyes. He does the same, granting you the same favor.

There's a moment of silence between you two in that moment. You silently demand an answer to his previous answer and the light thrumming of your fingers against the smooth, expensive wood gave away your impatience, your growing anxiety, and most importantly your fear. It's a discomforting sight to see of his usually calm lover, and so, he's quicker to respond to you in hopes of relieving your tension.

"You hold me in such high regard, dear. And while I'm flatter, may I remind you that I'm simply a consultant. I have no power to do anything other than grant you a comfortable resting place to lay your head when you pass," He closes his eyes, breaking eye contact with you to bless you with a small, polite smile, "A question like that would be more fit for the Tianquan, would it not?"

"In my humble opinion, though, I think it best if you didn't stir a pot that has already settled. Going to Lady Ningguang over something she knows nothing about is not needed, don't you agree?"

He opens his eyes again to look at you, only having the luxury to catch the tail end of your reaction to him deciding to sweep this under the rug before your expression smoothens out and a smile eases onto your face and your fingers move to lace around your cup once again..

"I suppose you're right. Forget I said anything then."

"Who knew my windblume could be even more extraordinary than I once thought?" He told you under that massive oak tree—The Symbol of Mondstadt's Hero—after sneaking away with you, who was just praised the entire evening for your heroic deeds.

"You flatter me," You said before letting out a chuckle. Venti chose not to comment on how it sounded drier than how the fruits up in Celestia look, "Really, I don't deserve such praise.."

"On the contrary! You were Mondstadt's savior today! Not to mention mines!" He said cheerily, "If it weren't for you, Mondstadt would've been robbed of this bard's melodious melodies!"

You found yourself huffing at the absurdity of his words before you can stop yourself. Making up for the slip-up with a half-hearted, agreeing hum.

"You're a fool.. Having a dangerous being such as myself leisurely lay on you like this.." You whisper into his thigh as you turn on your side, your voice muffling due to half of your face being smothered by the puff of his shorts. Your comment was heard nonetheless and earned a chuckle from the bard.

"Love makes one do foolish things," He simply replies, before you feel something cold and smooth against your cheek. Your eyes flutter open and out of the corner of your eyes you see the familar red hue that you would only see plastered on one of the delicious treats the Cuihua Trees so graciously gift Teyvat.

You take the apple from his grasp, once again laying flat on your back as you hold the apple above you as if to tantalize yourself.

"I'm serious. You shouldn't be this nice to me anymore, Barbatos," Another slip of the tongue—one promptly ignored and immediately pushed to back of both of your minds, "I'm nothing but a weapon of destruction."

"That you may have been in the past, but as of now, you're simply a bartender at Angel's Share who's fallen head over heels for a skillful bard; me," He replies after swallowing the chewed, sweet chunks in his mouth that came from his apple—which has already been half-eaten at this point.

And you find yourself huffing again. This time at the realization that he was right—at least the part about being hopelessly in love with him anyways..

"You had a long day, so why not you rest after you eat? I'll strum you a gentle tune that'll carry you away to pleasant dreams, ehehe~!" He suddenly suggest—an obvious attempt at deading the conversation where it stands before you say something too depressing to brush off easily. You pretend to not notice, deciding to accept your defeat for now, as you nod, finally bringing the apple down to your lips and taking a bite, being careful to chew the bite thoroughly before swallowing..

"That sounds nice.. Maybe resting my eyes wouldn't be so bad."

Dividers were made by me, pictures used are from Pinterest, post formatting is inspired by @xxsabitoxx

[yesihaveaobsession]

Between the Shelves

Alastor x female!librarian reader

Summary: Alastor frequently visits a library, drawn to the pretty librarian working there. Under the guise of searching for a book, he maneuvers his way through the shelves, 'accidentally'.

A/N- had this idea in my notes for a while and here it is..

Alastor was downtown, glancing at himself in a store window, straightening his tie and brushing off his suit. Today, he was making his daily visit to the librarian who had stolen his heart—and that was you. You owned a very small library, which some might call more of a bookstore than anything else. As he approached the library, the bell above the door chimed when he stepped inside, the grin on his face firmly in place, his usual confidence stance and stood with his arms behind his back.

The soft scent of old books filled the air, comforting and familiar to him, though technically, he hadn’t come for a book. He glanced over at the counter but didn’t see you there; instead, he heard humming coming from one of the aisles. His tall frame drifted through the shelves, his eyes scanning the rows of books—or rather, peering through the gaps in them to see if you were there. Finally, he reached for a random title, gripping the spine and sliding the book out. Just as he’d planned, there you were, on the other side of the shelf, putting books away.

"Ah! What a surprise!" Alastor exclaimed, leaning slightly against the shelf, feigning shock at their coincidental meeting. “I didn’t expect to run into such a lovely librarian behind the stacks.”

You glanced up at him, both surprised and unsurprised to see him. He had been visiting you every day, though always at different times, and you were too caught up in your own world to hear the door chime when he came in. A shy smile played on your lips, not entirely convinced this meeting was an accident. "Looking for something specific, Alastor?"

"Well," he began, stepping around the shelf to stand beside you. You felt his presence next to you as you finished putting away the last few books. "I was searching for a book, but now that you're here, I seem to have forgotten what it was." Alastor’s grin widened, clearly pleased with himself.

"Perhaps you could offer me a recommendation?" His crimson eyes lingered on you, as if the books were merely an excuse to be near you. You sensed his playfulness and chuckled softly. "Sure, what kind of book are you in the mood for today?"

"Hmm, nothing in particular."

Your eyes flicked up to meet his, and you gestured toward a nearby section. "Well, if you like mysteries, we’ve got a few new arrivals over here. I think you might like them." Alastor smiled and nodded. You knew he preferred classic, old literature, but you suggested something a bit more modern. Truth be told, he’d read whatever book you gave him, no matter how bad. Alastor followed your lead, staying just close enough to keep you aware of his presence without overstepping.

"You're always so knowledgeable," he mused. "I must admit, it's part of why I keep coming back." His closed-lipped smile and the double meaning of his words were impossible to miss.

Your heart skipped a beat, unsure whether to take his words at face value or if there was more to them. "I’m just doing my job," you laughed softly, trying to keep your composure. "But I’m glad I could help." You handed him another recommendation. Alastor’s smile grew wider, and his eyes gleamed with their signature mischievous look. "Oh, you help more than you know, my dear. Far more." Your hands brushed gently against each other.

You followed him to the counter as he handed you the book to check out, smiling back at him as your eyes locked once more when he took it from you. Alastor turned on his heel and began walking to the door, but then paused and glanced over his right shoulder.

"Until next time, then. Have a great day, my lovely librarian," he said with a smile. You couldn’t help but blush as you watched him leave, hoping you’d see him tomorrow. This time, you weren’t entirely sure if he actually read the books he checked out—or if they were just an excuse to see you.

[mackeydoodledoo]

She Wears Short Skirts, I Wear T-Shirts: Chapter 9

Pairing: Bridget (Cheerleader AU) x (Fem!)Reader

Chapter Summary: You and Bridget solidify your relationship. She asks you to come to the final home game of the season, however, tell her that your band has a gig the same day. Bridget doesn't know that the gig is being the halftime of her home football game. You get to meet her cheer team at an afterparty and see James Hook.

Chapter Warnings: Swearing, NSFW recollections

Chapter Key: Italics = Thoughts, +*+ = Time Skip, F/n = Friend's name, B/n = Band Name, Bold/Italic = Flashback, G/n = Guitarist's name, Ba/n = Bassist's name, Bold = Singing, C/n = Captain's Name

Chapter Theme(s): Halftime Setlist | Afterparty Setlist

A/n: Enjoy the fact that this is a LONG chapter :)

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*Bridget's POV* You open your eyes and notice it was still dark out. However, see the sky beginning to turn a dark shade of blue.

You sigh, and arch your back as Y/n's lips slowly trail down your body.

"Y/n," You whisper

"Hmm?...." She looks up at you, eyes half open

"Please tell me you were fully awake when we...." Your voice trails off

You let out a strangled moan as Y/n gently rubs your clit in small circles, your entire body on fire.

"Y/n," You moan her name

"I'm here," She replies, resting her forehead onto yours

She slowly picks up her pace.

Your head tilts back, digging into the pillow.

"I was," She answers, "But, somewhat still asleep. But, I was mostly conscious."

"When?..." You ask

"The moment you said that you were real," She answers

You lean down and kiss her firmly.

+*+

The next time you wake up, you see Y/n over in the kitchen. You throw on a hood hanging on the back of a chair and slowly wrap your arm around her stomach and rest your chin on her shoulder. Your eyes look down at her arm, and finally see the details of her sleeve. Your other hand traces the vines all up and down her arm.

"It's beautiful," You kiss the back of her shoulder

"Told you that you'd see the sleeve eventually," She chuckles

"Is there a reason you chose floral design?" You ask

"The aesthetic," She answers, "No real meaning behind it, other than I liked it."

She seats you down at the tabletop bar and begin setting out plates for breakfast.

"So, what time are you going back to college?" She asks

"In a few hours," You say, "Gotta catch up on some work before the week starts."

"Glad I decided not to go to college," She says, sitting in the seat next to you, "Too much money..."

"College isn't for everyone," You say, "Music is working out for you so, there wouldn't be a point for you to go."

"Yeah," She says

*Y/n's POV* "So, how did you and Hook get into the same college?" You ask

"He got a full ride football scholarship," Bridget says, "I did the traditional application and got a few scholarships of my own. It was entirely coincidental."

"Ahh," You say, "Here I thought you simply 'ran off' to the same college to follow him."

"Ha ha very funny," She chuckles, "I wouldn't want to follow anyone..."

"Only me," You tease

"I'll keep it in mind once I graduate," She says, "I'll have to figure out where my culinary skills will lead me."

"Maybe we'll hit you up for catering for a local show," You suggest

"That's a possibility," She says, "But, all of the events outside of campus; study sessions, football afterparties, he'd even come to our cheerleader get-togethers. Mostly because half of our team is dating the football team."

"Ew, talk about cliche romances," You sigh

"Yeah, but you should come to our last football game this season," Bridget suggests

"When?" You ask

"This upcoming Saturday," She says

"Ahh, I have a gig that day," You say, "One of our biggest ones to date."

"Aww, a shame, what's the gig? Are you opening for a big band that's on an arena tour?" She asks

"Something like that," You shrug

+*+

As you finish the last bits of food, your mind begins trailing back to the events of the previous night...

As your lips trail down Bridget's stomach, she twitches. You stop and look up at her.

"I'm sorry," She pants

"Don't be," You caress her face

She leans into your touch.

"Do you want me to stop Bridget?" You ask

"God please no," She begs, smiling

You lowly chuckle as you begin to kiss her stomach again. Her skin was smooth. Way too smooth. You questioned how often she moisturizes her body. You continue to taste the scent left on her skin; continuing to make her writhe right under you.

"Y/n," Bridget's voice calls out, slightly muffled

"Hmm?" You ask, your eyes traveling up to meet hers

"Uhm... My eyes are up here," She chuckles

"Sorry I was zoning out," You say

She hooks her finger under your chin, Mhm, don't worry, there'll be more opportunities."

She hops down from the chair, "Right now I have to get ready to go."

She smiles as she gives your cheek a gentle pinch before running to the bathroom. You out the couch back as you wait for Bridget to finish in the bathroom.

+*+

"Shouldn't we tell your bandmates?" Bridget asks, standing back up, "Since... Well, you're around them a lot? And since I was at the show last night."

"Oh, do you want to?" You ask, "I wasn't sure if you wanted to be public about it first."

"I kinda do yeah," She gently smiles, "Just to your bandmates first. Funny as it sounds.... I really like being around your friends. Even if... One of them doesn't seem to be fond of me."

"She'll open up eventually," You say, hoping

You chuckle as you take out your phone, opening the camera. Bridget takes the phone and pulls your face towards hers. Even after she snaps the photo, she doesn't let go of you. You didn't want to let go of her either. However, she clears her throat as she takes a step back.

"I should uh..." She says, "I should get going. Got a long drive..."

"Yeah, right," You clear your throat, "Text me when you're home."

She nods as she shuts the car door. You watch her drive off from the guest area of the parking garage. On your way back up to your apartment, you share the photo with your bandmates group chat.

Finally! Jeez you wouldn't stop staring at that photo from high school. Even if it's someone from the past.... Sometimes second chances work out.

You don't see a reply from F/n... Understandable.

However, sometime later, you see a separate text from F/n.

You're real serious about her huh? Yeah, I am. Hah... It was obvious the moment you had her get into your car after our hometown show. But, I deserve a full on explanation later. Deal.

When you go into the studio later, your friends sitting in the lounge rather than the recording studio.

"Spill," F/n says

"Good to see y'all too," You chuckle, sitting in an open chair, "F/n did you tell them?"

"No, we were solely curious about how all of this between you and Bridget resurfaced," G/n says, "Missed that kiddo."

"To make a long story short... Her now-ex cheated," You answer, bluntly

They stare, blank-faced.

"Well that doesn't surprise me about Hook," F/n says, "He always seemed like a player. I'm surprised he hasn't attempted to try and win her back."

"She mentioned that he's tried right as she ended it," You explain, "But, I haven't seen anything recently."

"Good, I would totally like to wham my fist into his face," F/n says

"You always want to wham your fists on someone's face," You sigh, "But I would too."

"You two are the most chaotic," Ba/n sighs

"Ba/n, it's James Hook," You say, "I've been wanting to brawl with him for a hot while now."

"Okay can we discuss our upcoming gig now?" G/n asks

You all nod in agreement.

"Okay, so we all know we're going to be the halftime performance at Auradon University," G/n begins, "We only have twenty minutes..."

You wanted to tell Bridget, but G/n told you to not tell anyone. As it was the biggest show you guys would be doing all year.

"You didn't tell Bridget did you?" G/n looks at you

"No, I told her we had a gig, that's it," You answer, raising your hands

"Good," He says

+*+

Hey, good luck tonight. I'll be cheering for you in spirit :)

*Bridget's POV* You smile at Y/n's text as you put your phone into your purse. You have a phone call with Y/n almost every night; some night's it had been texting. You were sad that she wasn't able to make it out to your final game.

"Hey Bridge, you've been a lot more chipper lately," Your cheer captain comes up to you, "Who's the lucky person who swept you off of your feet?"

"Let's say it's someone who gave me a second chance," You answer, smiling

"Oh, was it this 'high school crush' you had?" She asks

"Yeah," You answer

"Gotta give me the deets later!" She smirks

You follow your girls out to the tunnel.

"Bridget," Hook's voice sends chills down your spine

Not in a good way.

You attempt to walk off with your girls however, he firmly grips your forearm.

"Hook stop," You yank your arm away, "We don't have time for this right now."

"Let it go Hook," your Cheer captain pulls you along

You hear him growl as you walk towards the other end of the tunnel.

"He wasn't too egressive was he?" She asks, looking down at your forearm

You shake your head, "I'm fine, let's get this show on the road."

+*+

"Good evening Auradon University!" the PA announces, "For tonight's halftime, we have brought a very special guest to perform for you all tonight."

You begin to hear a guitar riff playing loudly, but still low enough to hear the announcer.

"Please welcome back, G/n, and his band, B/n!" The announcer yells

Your eyes widen at the curtains ripping from its attachment to the columns holding the stage lights. You look over to your cheer mates and notice how they were losing their minds. You could only look in shock as Y/n's band plays on that stage.

You could hear the amount of people cheering for them. In four years, you didn't realize how much more popular they've gotten.

If we listen to each other's heart We'll find we're never too far apart And maybe love is a reason why For the first time ever, we're seein' it eye to eye

Seein' it eye to eye (Eye to eye) For the first time (first time) Seein' it eye to eye (first time) Eye to eye

But your eyes widen as Y/n leaves the drum set, and switches with the bassist going into the next song.

Since when could Y/n play anything other than drums?

You look at all of your girls and notice how they were all fawning, despite that their boyfriends were mere feet away. As soon as you turn back to see Y/n on the big screen, your heart thrummed against your chest.

Recipe for disaster Wondering what's gonna come after Will I ever know Do you? Do you?

Do you? Do you?

You watch as Y/n dances around the stage, having the time of her life.

I can't believe that's my girlfriend. Attractive... And multi-talented.

Don't know why, I don't know why, I don't know why I'm so obsessed I wish that I, yea, wish that I, yea, wish that I could worry less  Don't know why, I don't know why, I don't know why I'm so obsessed

Your eyes widen as Y/n stands on the kick drum.

I wish that I, I wish that I, I wish that I could worry less 

You gasp as she jumps off of it; landing perfectly on beat to the chorus.

Recipe for disaster Wondering what's gonna come after Will I ever know Do you? Do you?

Do you? Do you?

Throughout the next few songs, she switches between the instruments.... You were aware that she could sing backing vocals, but not once did you ever see her take the lead microphone, for the lead part.

Up until the second-to-final song...

She high-fives F/n as she hands her the microphone.

"Plot twist-the drummer does sing," She chuckles, "We all having a good time out there?"

The crowd erupts to loud cheering.

"Amazing to hear," Y/n speaks, "Well, it's been an honor performing halftime, I will be at the mic for these last two songs. This one goes out to my girl."

"Her girlfriend goes here?!" You overhear someone's conversation

It's me.

Your head looks around and see your cheer girls talking amongst themselves, assuming that they're coming up with theories to whom Y/n's girlfriend could be.

"She's like... Super hot," You overhear another conversation, "I'd be jealous of whoever her girlfriend is!"

You raise your moms up to your face and couldn't help but smirk to yourself. Your egotistical side wants to brag that the Y/n is your partner, however, either they wouldn't believe you, or you wouldn't hear the end of it. But, you cheer your heart out. Y/n Y/l/n just dedicated a song to you.

"Thanks everyone," She chuckles, "Thanks for having us out here. Now let's end this halftime on a high note!"

Y/n begins singing, muffled vocals as G/n backs it up.

Hyper aware of any change in your voice Yeah I can tell when i've started to annoy being alone is what I try to avoid I put in effort but it just gets destroyed It's true you got me undone I'm through letting you take away all of the fun

You seem so distracted with yourself with yourself Say I overreacted But it's hard for me to tell You you You're my only distraction in this hell but it's oh well

You watch as Y/n falls onto her knees as she sings the outro.

Don't mean to be a bother I'll get out of the way Cause one way or another I'm sensing foul play Say I'm overreacting it's getting hard to tell You were my one distraction but I still wish you well

Staff were quick about disassembling the stage setup as Y/n and her band break down their instruments, disappearing somewhere within the stadium itself. You run into the tunnel in hopes to spot them walking... Well, anywhere out of here.

"Bridget, what are you doing?" C/n asks, "We need to be back out there right now!"

Your head swings back from the hallway to your cheer captain.

"They're practically celebrities, they won't stick around!" She adds, gently grabbing your arm, "They might have special seating or something!"

Your eyes continue searching, your head turns back into the tunnel even after your captain drags you out of it.

*Y/n's POV* You load all music equipment into a small trailer, Ba/n locking it with a padlock.

"So.... Uhhh... What now?" You ask, "Football games are beneath me at this point."

"There's a really good place just out of campus, close to downtown," G/n says, "Assuming you guys have never been here before, let's go!"

Your bandmates agree and begin carpooling into Ba/n's car. You turn your back to them and pull out your phone; nothing from Bridget.

"Yo! Lover girl!" G/n calls you out

You turn back to them.

"We'll be back before the game is over and so you can see your girlfriend," He says, "Now get your ass in the car!"

+*+

"It was really weird having eyes literally everywhere on us, a whole three-sixty," F/n states, "Everywhere I look.... People."

"Even going to a stadium concert, the stage is always off to the side and then there would be a few small stages on the ground floor," Ba/n says

"Don't tell me you two were anxious about that run," G/n chuckles, "It's only going to continue going up from here."

*Bridget's POV* Another win for Auradon University... No surprise for you. Through the sea of exiting fans, you attempt to politely push through them as you rush to the locker room.

As soon as you reach the locker room, you immediately search for your phone, dialing Y/n.

"Yeah?" Y/n's voice answers on the other end

"Where are you?" You ask, throwing on sweats over your uniform

You gather all of your belongings.

"I have no clue," She answers, "I don't go here. We're just waiting at our cars for the traffic to let up so we can get out of here faster. But, I'm mostly waiting for you."

"I'm coming out of the locker room just hang on," You tell her

You keep her on the phone as you exit the locker room and out to the parking lot.

"Can you give me the general area of where you're waiting," You say

"Yeah uh.... I'm.... Well, we're kinda just across the street at the convenience store. Only place we could park at. Cheer captain slipped us an invitation to an after party at her mansion," She says

"Of course she did," You sigh, "Okay, I see you. I'll be over in a second."

As soon as Y/n comes into view, you begin breaking into a run. You notice her spotting you, and she makes her way towards you. You squeal as you jump into her arms.

"You are a liar," You laugh

"G/n wanted to keep it a secret," She chuckles

"Come on, I have to get changed and bring my treats to the after party," You say

+*+

Y/n meets you at your apartment.

"You're dressing up?" She asks

"Seniors do," You clarify, "One last time to feel pretty."

"Well, you don't really have to make an effort there," She chuckles

You smile uncontrollably as you reach into the fridge and grab cupcakes.

"I should wait until the party but I didn't know you were going to be here, so you're the first to try my fabulous pink flamingo feather cupcakes," You remove the cover from the platter

*Y/n's POV* You delicately take the cupcake and slowly undo the wrapping. You even out the frosting-cupcake ratio as your teeth tear into the bakery item.

"Heaven," You sigh, savoring each bite

"Now come on, we don't want to keep them waiting," Bridget hands you a platter of the cupcakes

+*+

You carefully take the bakery items out from a secure spot in her trunk

"Bridget! And... Y/n Y/l/n," One cheerleader attempts to not faint on the spot, "B/n's drummer."

"Hi," You awkwardly smile

You and Bridget walk off to the kitchen, putting the cupcakes somewhere on an open spot on the dessert table. You linger behind Bridget as she brings you into the living room; your bandmates already there. They're chatting among everyone present.

This living room is bigger than my apartment....

"Uhhhhh," Bridget says, clearing her throat loudly

Your head travels down to her as the eyes land on the two of you.

"Girls, I have an announcement," Bridget announces

Without another word, she tugs the collar of your jacket, her eyes looking down at your lips, then looking back up at you. One arm snakes around her waist; pulling her into you, and the other uses its index finger to tilt her head up to you. The both of you meet halfway: the room erupting into a cheer. The both of you rest your foreheads against each other as the cheering continues.

"It feels like we just got married," You chuckle

"Would that be a bad thing?" She asks, smiling

You shake your head, "But, save that for the future."

"God since when!?" A cheerleader asks

"Mere weeks ago," You answer, "But, I've known her for a long while."

"So... She's the one that gave you a second chance?" Another cheerleader asks

Bridget nods, "The cheer captain."

You nod and give the captain a head nod. You find an open spot on the floor and Bridget sits between your legs, leaning back into your body.

"So.... How do you guys know each other?" A football player asks

"We attended the same high school together," Bridget says

"Wouldn't you know it, she's the one who came up to me," You chuckle, "Back then, I was drum captain."

"Pretty lame if you tell me," Hook's voice booms from across the room

"Lay off Hook," One of his teammates tells him, "I'm always in for good music, and want to know all about the people behind them."

+*+

As the night rolls on, your band and the football/cheer team continue conversing amongst one another.

"Hey, I know it might be last minute, but would it be okay if you guys give a performance before my parents kick us all out?" The cheer captain asks

You look to all of your bandmates. They give a thumbs up.

"Give us a little bit to discuss a setlist," You answer

Bridget gets up and you follow your bandmates outside.

*Bridget's POV* "C/n that's asking too much," You cross your arms

"Sorry," She shrugs her shoulders, "They seem willing to do it anyway. Who knows when we'll get another opportunity like this again!"

You roll your eyes.

+*+

You watch as C/n does the decent thing and help them hook up their sound equipment to the power to her house.

"Y/n, you don't have to do this you know," You come up to Y/n

"It's fine. We're already set up, besides, we like doing acoustics too," She smiles

She kisses your temple and meets up with her band.

+*+

"I was dared to sing the last two songs," She chuckles, "But apparently I gt a voice that matches this artist and I enjoy singing this artist the most when I do have to sing in our sets. These will be our last few of the night. So enjoy it while you can."

+*+

"For this last song, I dedicate it to my girl," Y/n smile, standing from her sea ton the other side of the pool, "Our story is insane. But, if any of you got that special 'Antidote', hold onto it."

G/n begins the opening riff. Your heart thrums against your temples as Y/n approaches you; your cheer mates move to sit next to their partners as Y/n seats herself next to you, slinging her arm over your shoulder.

Let everybody say what they wanna say, what they wanna say, baby Let everybody talk (ooh) They all got their stones to toss (ooh) I know you're gonna find me if I lose my mind

She stands up, but holds her hand out to you. You take it and she pulls you close to her.

I get high, I get high I get low, I get low You're my dopamine state You're my sanity dose High, I get high On your new rockin' boat You're the medication I wanna take You are my antidote (you are my) You are my antidote (You) you are (are), you are (my), you are my anti-

Ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh

Erupts of cheers echo through the backyard.

*Y/n's POV* Soyu compose yourself, your eyes travel over Bridget's shoulder and you catch Hook, staring.

Traditionally, if you were still in high school, you'd be terrified of that look. However, you grew up. You have a lot of pent up rage towards him. But, you could care less.

Chapter 10

[starkerobsession]

Spidershield but Peter is a constantly horny teen who loves to tease and try to seduce Steve, while Steve is trying to be a good person and not take advantage of his much younger boyfriend, making sure to wait till he feels Peter is “ready”.

One day Steve and Peter are talking about art and Peter begs Steve to show him what he can do. He’s only heard stories of how Steve loves to draw, but he’s never seen any of Steve’s work. So Steve agrees on the condition Peter gets him a sketchpad and pencils.

After Peter finished school that day he comes back with the materials Steve needs and hands them to him, asking him to wait till he’s changed out of his school clothes.

What happens next is not what Steve had imagined. Peter slowly walks into the room with nothing but a bath robe on. He walks over to the couch opposite where Steve is sitting with his drawing materials and seductively drops the robe, leaving himself naked and smirking playfully.

“Draw me like one of your French girls,” he says, lying down on the couch and posing seductively for Steve.

Steve just stares open-mouthed. He tries not to look at certain body parts but Peter has never been naked in front of him before. God, he’s beautiful. The most beautiful person Steve has ever laid his eyes on. And the way he’s acting right now and teasing him right now… Steve is glad to have a sketchpad in his lap because his body is reacting.

Finally he manages to find his voice. “You’re going to get me into trouble.”

“Am I?” Peter asks, face full of innocence.

“Definitely.”

“Why?”

“Because I’m about to go against my own morals if you don’t put some clothes on.”

“I’m your boyfriend. It’s okay to want it.”

“You’re 17, Peter.”

“If you had a problem with that you wouldn’t be dating me.”

Steve stares at Peter, trying to find some part of himself that says no. But his whole body is screaming yes. He closes his eyes, breathes out slowly through his nose and then opens his eyes again speaking in a firm voice.

“I’m going to draw you. And then I’m going to fuck you. Is that okay?”

Peter’s heart skips a beat. He nods and blushes. Steve has never spoken to him like this before.

“Yes, daddy.”

“Alright. Now be a good boy and stay still for me and maybe I’ll let you cum later.”

Peter has never been so still in his life.

[barkingcrows]

“Your father was your last real anchor, wasn’t he?”

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[theoldkyokodied]

One wedding and three funerals

Background paintings under the cut

[anewp0tat0]

i lied i had like atleast one more weston thought to expell from my brain, before i miss this boat entirely. we're heading to green lands woooo

[lilybug-02]

Bribed with Chocolate. The way it should be.

Part 22 || First || Previous || Next

--Full Series--

More to come as this is a two-parter. But you know how I am with schedules.

Bonus:

I think this was an equally possible reaction from Chara.

[thelilylav]

He ain't heavy, he's my brother.

(He Ain't Heavy He's My Brother, The Hollies)

My art, The World at Its Beginning (Dustin Pearson), The Tyrant's Tomb (Rick Riordan), The Fall of the House of Usher (Steven Berkoff), The Tower of Nero (Rick Riordan), Leto and her Children (William Henry Rinehart), The Moon Had No Light of its Own (Imaginary Future), My Love Mine All Mine (Mitski), Untitled (Lyra Wren), The Tyrant's Tomb (Rick Riordan), Electra (Sophocles), To Forgive (The Smashing Pumpkins), Unknown, The Tower of Nero (Rick Riordan), The Sun is Also a Star (Nicola Yoon), Doomed From the Beginning (@/veniennes on tiktok), On learning to write professionally (Interview with Jazmine Hughes by The Creative Independent), The Tower of Nero (Rick Riordan), My art

[luck-of-the-drawings]

so REVENGE, HUH? or justice, if that makes you feel better. it tastes the same when cooked just right. 'I REALLY WANTED A BROTHER.' such a shame to burn a bridge you so desperately wanted to keep, especially when it wasnt even you who started the fire. especially when you hope that not a single fragment of that bridge ever washes ashore.[MAY IT ROT FAR FROM MY SIGHTS] an unfortunate loss! atleast he has his friends.

[retrogradestarlight]

happy autumn! 🍂🎃

[marshmallowgoop]

ShinRan Week 2023: Day 4 | Black Knight and Princess

[that-was-anticlimactic]

see a world so beautiful and strange (spinning off somewhere)

“Why? Why are you suppressing?”

“Because I can't tic,” Alya whispered, fingernails digging into the skin on her arm. “I know Tourette’s isn’t exactly uncommon, but it’s part of my identity as Alya Césaire. It can’t be a part of Rena Rouge, too. Someone could figure out who I am and then…”

And then she’d have to give up the coolest thing that’s ever happened to her, give up living her dreams.

[or, alya is suppresses as rena rogue in order to protect her identity, but neither ladybug nor trixx will let her hurt herself like that]

🦊2,345 words | alya-centric, alya & ladybug friendship🦊

happy tourette's awareness month!!!

[relaxtimestwo]

Dan Heng Δ Witch Hat Atelier AU (part 2) ⋆｡˚ ⋆

Fleshed out my ideas for this AU a bit more. It's surprising how much of Dan Heng's lore could fit into the Witch Hat universe.

In this AU, Dan Heng is exiled for being an inadequate successor to Dan Feng by those who tatooed the forbidden spell onto his back. Dan Heng only inherited Dan Feng's appearance but not his mastery over magic.

While in exile, Dan Feng's foes in life would hunt down Dan Heng. He never stayed in one location for too long and defended himself with "Cloud Piercer".

Then, he met Himeko, a contraption repair specialist, in a town he drifted into. She introduces Dan Heng to the Astral Express, an atelier on rails she runs alongside Welt and Pom-Pom. Thus, Dan Heng became the Astral Express' first apprentice.

Some context for those who don't read Witch Hat Atelier -

In this world spells are cast by drawing seals on surfaces using special ink, rather than incantation or an individual's inherent magic. The spell takes effect when the outer circle of the seal is closed.

Because of its ease of casting, magic is a closely guarded secret and mostly only taught to those born into witch society.

Any spells that drastically affects the mind, body or environment is forbidden and punishable by memory erasure and exile. Healing magic is considered a huge taboo and is big source of conflict in the story.

Before becoming a full fledged witch, you have to apprentice under a more senior witch.

[cerise-on-top]

Heyyyy :3 and could you do how Kate laswell would help you when your on your period?? :D

Hey! Sure I can!

Laswell Helping Her S/O on Their Period

Laswell doesn’t get periods anymore, which she couldn’t be happier about. Every time she did get her period she felt as though she was going to die. Her cramps were bad, everything else hurt as well, she was moody and probably almost decked someone several times throughout her life. She always thought getting her period was unnecessary. She's a lesbian, she was never going to do the devil’s tango with a man and get pregnant. Laswell always wished her body would understand that as well, but alas. However, she would feel a lot of pity and sympathy when you’re on your period as she knows how much it can suck. While she may not actively track it, she’ll always know when you’re about to get your period, being able to identify the signs. She’ll make the preparations as well, which can range from getting you some meds, should you need them, to buying chocolate or other snacks. Hell, she’ll buy you the best heating pad she can find as well. However, she still won’t be too big on cuddling with you, unless you insist on her doing so. She’s not the warmest person around, so she likely won’t be able to ease your pains like that either. However, she’ll bundle you up in a blanket and watch bloopers of your favorite shows with you until you’re laughing again and it gets a bit better. Although she’s usually okay with doing the chores on her own, when you’re not doing well because you’re menstruating she will actively encourage you to stay in bed and let her handle everything. Cleaning the dishes should be the least of your concerns for the time being. Makes you tea, coffee or maybe some hot chocolate. You won’t need to move a single finger. If she really needs to, then she’ll change the bed sheets as well if you bled on them. She won’t be mad, she gets it. It’s not something you can control, after all. So, all in all, she’ll do her best to take care of you as well as she can. Might take a day off too if you need her to.

[whiteheart7]

i really really really like that elora, bear, willie jack, and cheese are all still friends in the end. none of them got together romantically. theyre really close and they love each other so much and theyre friends. i was so afraid that when bear and elora had that moment in the chapel they were going to confess feelings for each other but they didnt. theyre friends and they love each other and arent afraid to say it. they hugged!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and theyre friends!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!