#thank you for endulging me

[ghosts-of-love]

what was your favourite animal to see at the zoo?

😭😭 thank you for asking!!

an impossible question though because i had so many favourites!! the otters were one of them because they made me and my friends absolutely MELT with how cute they were. we were all just like 🥺🥹🥺🥹 at them multiple times. the meerkats as well were so so adorable and I forgot that I used to really like them as a kid! I also loved the capybara because they're so square without actually being square. ALSO there was a bat house that you could walk through where the bats were flying freely around you which was a wild experience!!

[lolathepeacocklord]

Hello! My bf and i have exactly two gender headcanons for masterson. Transmasc mlm but refuses to acknowledge it (ignore hea been on hrt for years) or butch he/him lesbian. I have no reasoning for this but i feel it ib my heart of hearts.

Also the guy in the gif is a cringey emo loser named Jack Spicer who acts as the main villain of Xaolin Showdowns first season. Hes an egotistical inventor who makes murderous robots and he kinda sucks.

GHUUUHGHUERHGUERGEURGH THESE ARE SO INSANELY FOR REAL OF BOTH OF YOUUUUUUU EEYAAAGHHH!!!!!!! I'm also the tboy bisexual head believer, despite how much he will argue with you after getting called gay even in an obviously joking way

AND HE/HIM BUTCHIFYING CHARACTERS IS SO AWESOME SAUCEEEE IM SO OBSESSED WHENEVER PEOPLE DO THATTTTT !!!!!!!!! it's so fun sauce like oh em cheese, you can do that... That's so fun I luv peculiar liddle queerz... :333 I know one person who mentioned that sort of thing about Nanosec once, and I think thats so cool like omg what da flip!!! that's so creative!!!! I love guy characters getting hit with the beam and being turned into the most fucked up lesbian in the entire world!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I also don't have much a reason for why i do those thangs as well, besides just the usual shooting my bi projection eye lasers of doom at the freaks on my screen. Sometimes tis just a little fun to get a little cray cray, a little hashtag qweer a little insane in da membrane... Also mister Jack Spicer sounds so stupid and dumb i am madly in love with him and his weird little looks, congrats on his achievements in the field of being and evil genius <33333 and also henry masterson I suppose yeah he was here too ig... rolls eyes...

[burnt-tortellini]

Your ocs 🤨🤨 I’m here to ask

have i ever told you i love you?????? have i ever told you youre the closest thing to a brother these tired eyes have seen in years???????

however you may need to be more specific i have no direction here 😔😔

[ginger-grimm]

Hello everyone! I just wanted to pop in and say that my heart is really warm today and I'm very much happy to have all of you. I usually save my big sappy posts for Christmas and New Years but I just wanted to express my gratitude for everyone who engages in my content and for everyone who took part in my exchange - the turnout was magnificent and your gifts still make me smile!

(Lowkey want to do another one but obviously not right now, burnout is real. But my birthday is in September, so who knows?)

Anyways, thanks for making my life sweet and for always lending an open ear to me when I need it. You guys are all incredible and I couldn’t ask for better moots/friends! 💚

TAGGING SOME PEOPLE WHO I HAVE BEEN IN CONTACT WITH A LOT RECENTLY BUT IF U READ THIS WITHOUT A TAG I MEAN YOU TOO, OKAY BYE: @ginevranights @luucypevensie @dancingwith-sunflowers @andromedalestrange @oneirataxia-girl

[thirteenandten]

something good - the sound of music x

this one's for @stark-enthusiast, thank you for endulging me with my lestappen meltdowns and for crying over the sound of music with me 💞

[roseblog-rog]

I Guess I Do Belong in the Woman’s Room.

It’s always a scary endeavor: going into a public restroom as a trans person. There’s always that fear of being outed or shunned or screamed at or punished or SOMETHING. So many risks, all for pissing. But I digress, I have no time to worry due to how badly I have to go.

I enter the woman’s room to find a group of five girls doing makeup in the long mirror which spans the whole bathroom, lined with sinks and soap dispensers. The floor is white with recently cleaned tiles, the gray stalls packed together on the opposite side. The walls are a soft shade of pink that almost feels…comforting. Inviting.

Though no other people aside from the group appear to be in here, I move quick. I swiftly and quietly do my business and exit the stall to wash my hands, moving to the opposide side away from the group of girls, who are now giggling and applying their different colored lipstick. They’re all really fucking pretty, and I feel a warm blush creep up onto my face. I pray their laughter has nothing to do with me. That hope is short lived, however, as one of them—the one with red lips—speaks in a deep airy voice once I finish washing my hands.

“Hey girl, your fly is still open.”

Shit. Well that’s embarrassing. I nod and quickly fiddle with my zipper. I must’ve forgotten to zip it up after buttoning my pants with how much I was rushing to leave. Hopefully they didn’t notice my—

The one with pink lips speaks now, her voice being much higher and softer. “I’m sorry…but is that a bulge?”

Fuck. Now all five girls are glancing down at the bulge in my jeans. It looks so much more obvious in this new light. My face goes completely red.

“No! No. I uh…uhm…” I struggle to formulate an excuse, voice on the verge of cracking with how high and feminine I’m trying to make it combined with the tears starting to form my eyes. My worst fears were being realized, and the most embarrassing part is my gock begins twitching from all the attention.

Red chuckes and speaks again. “Hey, don’t worry girl. In case you haven’t noticed you’re not the only one packing here.”

The blunt response startles me, but with the invitation to look I now notice that all five of them also have bulges, though theirs are much harder than mine, which makes me shiver from…something.

“We didn’t mean to startle you.” Purple speaks in a rough, bright voice, elbowing Pink, who looks down in shame. “We were just, well,” she glances back down at my crotch and smirks “curious.”

“Yeah, sorry for the scary question. We get how it can be in public restrooms.” Pink looks incredibly guilty.

“Haha…yeah, sorry. I didn’t mean to get so startled.” My voice settles in it’s natural state, which is still fairly feminine, though deep enough to warrant ‘suspicion’. The blush slowly fades from my face, the tears subside and my breath levels. I’m safe.

“Though I have to ask…why were you so afraid? You belong in here just like anyone else.” Blue pipes in with her quiet and monotone voice, raising an eyebrow at me.

I itch to leave, but something about the group is so comforting and intriguing that I endulge their curiosity. “Well…not really. I mean, I’m at a point in my transition where I’m much more feminine……” I trail off.

“But..?” Purple prompts.

“But I’m still so tall and lanky, my voice is deep, my stubble is annoyingly apparent…I guess I don’t feel pretty enough to be in here comfortably.”

The last member of the group, Orange, walks forward towards me at this response, clearly checking me out. I fidget in place as she gets closer. She’s taller than me, just an inch or two, but still noticeable as I slightly tilt my head up to look at her face. She’s beautiful. Her voice is so silky smooth it brings my blush right back onto my face.

“I think you’re pretty.”

I look down at the ground, my blush reaching embarrassing levels of red. I blush way too easily. “Thank you, uh, I think you’re pretty too.” I notice just how much my voice wobbles, whether it be from embarrassment or being so flustered.

Orange lifts her right hand up to my chin, using her pointer finger to gently lift my face back up to meet her gaze. I twitch again, ugh. “I mean it, how could you think you aren’t pretty enough to be here?”

She turns my body to face the mirror, and I really look at myself: my red and freckled face, my long blonde hair, my wide hips, my bulked up arms, my boobs…everything. Orange stands right behind me, softly smiling as she moves her hands down my waist. It feels so fucking good, I’ve always been so sensitive to touch…but…

“W..wait! I barely know you.” I stutter out as I move away from her. My hardening gock betrays my sentiment, but I ignore it.

Orange’s gaze softens. “That’s okay…forgive me for being so forward.” She glances down. “Though it seems like someone wants more.”

My face feels so hot I think I might just die. I can barely even get any words out, just mindless stutters. The only word I manage to speak before my mind completely blanks is “Please.”

Orange’s gaze darkens with a smirk. “Girls! Let’s help her realize just how pretty she is.”

The five of them now crowd around me, moving me so I once again face the mirror. I’m shaking, my now fully erect gock starting to drip as Red lifts my shirt off of me. Pink goes to undo my jean button and zipper while Black pulls them down. Blue undoes my bra while Orange once again begins feeling up my now exposed body. Despite the circumstances it feels so…freeing. So beautiful and—oh FUCK.

Red begins to kiss just above my right breast, leaving a very obvious lipstick mark. The five of them grin so simultaneously it’s almost terrifying. Almost. They all begin feeling me up while kissing me with their multicolored lips. I’m moaning and whimpering so much at this point that one of them exclaims “Looks like someone’s a noisemaker. She’s adorable!” However, my mind is so fuzzy and warm at this point that I can’t even tell who says it.

They’re pressed so closely against my shaking frame that it’s impossible for me to fall to my knees despite my wobbling. I can feel their hot bodies against mine, hear their heavy breathing as we all start to sweat. My skin begins to be covered with red and pink and purple and blue and orange. Little reminders of this wonderful group.

Soon enough one of them pulls my panties down and immediately makes an excited noise at my hard, dripping gock. “Holy shit! You’re gorgeous!” I then feel the now familiar sensation of a mouth being closed around it, a tongue starting to feel around it, and this earns several loud moans. The kisses from the other four girls get rougher and more sensual: sucking and biting and licking all over my quivering frame.

I feel bliss, seeing my naked body being marked and used and sucked by all these women, and I start to feel so beautiful. I notice the clear markings and lip stains…but I also notice my soft skin and nice curves and all the little things I don’t usually stop to look at. I notice how pretty and shiny my gock is, as each girl takes turns sucking on it.

I feel everything. There’s so much stimulus that I start shaking harder and moaning even more. I can barely hold myself up, but one of them is clutching me tightly by the hips to keep me from falling. “I want you to say how pretty you are.” Of course. Who am I to deny her?

“I’m pretty.” I barely get the words out.

“Again. Say it like you mean it.”

I feel myself teetering on the edge of an orgasm, a rare sensation for me with how far my transition is. I’m now completely coated in multicolored lips and bite marks and hickeys and various fluids. It’s…well, it’s pretty.

“I’m pretty!” I shout it this time, staring myself down in the mirror.

“One more time, you’re doing so good.”

“I’m pretty! I’m so fucking pretty!” I lock eyes with myself as I cum into whoever’s mouth is sucking me. I’m breathing so heavily I’m almost afraid for my safety…but these women are here for me. I’m okay.

They help me sit down and crowd closely around me, the scent of our sweat and their makeup becoming much more apparent. It’s all so wonderful and safe and relaxing that my eyes start to shut as they coddle me and play with my hair.

“It’s okay baby, you can rest.”

The last thought running through my mind is how pretty I am before I fade out of consciousness.

~~~

MY FIRST TIME WRITING SMUT WOAG!!! Because this is such a momentous occasion and I am so awesome, @xenasaur @lilithtransrights enjoy my cool lil thing.

[deathclassic]

molly molly molly !!!!

how about either dance macabre or crying lightning for the palette drawings! if not gallavich maybe some dan and phil - whatever you wanna draw :D

georgia georgia georgia !!!!

hehe thank you for endulging me with dan and phil <3 they look v nice in dance macabre!

send a colour palette here

i draw dan and phil, stranger things, shameless and umbrella academy

[miidnlght]

Okay hear me out!What if the reader (Yhwach's daugther) had both Jugram and Hubert as her bodyguards!Would they fight over who is better at their job?

(What is my taste in man)

Your taste in men is amazing 🗣️

Jugram is the cold and stern second in command, Hubert is the cocky royal guard I mean what's the worse that can happen expect these two having staring matches all day, Hubert being the one provoking them with that shit eating grin of his.

Hubert likes to talk shit about practically everyone and he definitely gossips with you, but when Jugram also happens to hear him trash talking someone in front of you, get ready for a lecture of why you shouldn’t endulge in such things and of course he has a scolding session with Hubert.

Anytime Hubert gets a little to close to you like putting an arm around your shoulders, something little like that, Jugram would be on his ass, telling him he shouldn't treat the princess like a common person and that he should have some respect. Hubert would say something like "let lose" or "you act like a old man" only making the situation worse.

With time they'd develop a soft spot for you and try to not clash as much, key word try.

One time Jugram compliment you "you look lovely today, princess" and of course you thanked him and smiled, Hubert however didn't like your smile directed at him, so he stepped it up saying "you always look lovely, princess." Jugram side eyed him "Yes...I agree." But Hubert added "your hair looks beautiful". Jugram was feeling a little childish today so he also added "your uniform looks pretty" "its the same uniform everyone has??" "Yes but it looks nicer on her then on...certain people..." Yeah, good luck trying to stop Hubert from jumping Jugo.

I really think Yhwach appointed them as your bodyguards so you can get some friends anddd for his own entertainment as well. And they do cure your loneliness as a princess so you're thankful for that but what you don't know is that you genuinely made them closer and they can at least stand each other for now.

I wish I knew how to write >_<

[suosgirl]

Hello! I just gotta tell you how much I loved your "Shishtoren's princess" ☺️💖 it had me giggling and kicking my feet, I swear 🤭

I hope you don't mind me requesting a much needed suo (plus any other chatacter if u want) x reader who's always tired (totally not self endulgent 🤡).

Feel free to ignore this if you don't want to 😊

- 🐮 anon

Sleep is for the Weak (is it though?)

Word Count: 544

୨ৎ Read me before interacting!

୨ৎ Pairing: Hayato Suo x f!reader

୨ৎ Warnings: fluff (sickening fluff, like tooth-rotting fluff)

୨ৎ Note: The way that I felt so seen with this request HAHA and thank you so much for the sweetest words!! I work 2 jobs and literally I always feel like there’s never enough time in the day nor enough time to sleep so I am perpetually tired all the time. I run on iced coffee and a dream (and nicotine) haha…ha. But I really loved writing this ahhhh it was incredibly self-indulgent on my end as well!!! Thank you for the fun request my 🐮 lovebug anon!!! ♡

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

♡ Suo’s an observant guy – within just hanging out with eachother a handful of times, he already noticed the little yawns that you cover your hand with or the sudden bursts of blinking that you do when you find yourself nodding off.

♡ The first time he notices it, he thinks that maybe you’ve just had a restless night … but then he sees you a couple days later and he’s seeing it again.

♡ Now he’s noticing it every time you guys are together (and even when you’re not).

♡ Sometimes you’ll be texting and it’ll go silent on your end for at least 30 minutes to an hour or two – and then he’ll get a little ping from his phone and it’s you apologizing and saying that you just woke up from a nap.

♡ He won’t admit that he thinks it’s cute and turns it on you instead.

♡ “I guess I’m not interesting enough to keep you awake :(“

♡ And then the teasing transcends from text to in-person.

♡ He sees you try to hide your little yawn by turning your face into your shoulder and he’s going in.

♡ “Oh? Is it nap time?”

♡ “Was that a yawn, my sleepy girl?”

♡ His favorite thing about teasing you while you’re tired is that you simply don’t have enough energy to banter back with him – all you can do is pout and slowly blink at him (you’re angry in lowercase).

♡ He hates that he’s weak for it.

♡ “Don’t be silly, lay on my shoulder.”

♡ For as much as he teases you though, he’s just as thoughtful.

♡ If you both are out with everyone, he’s already set a curfew in mind for when you both should leave so that you can rest.

♡ “Are you ready to leave, sleepyhead?”

♡ Absolutely loves tucking you in – it’s so domestic and sickeningly sweet but sometimes you’ll mutter a soft “thank you” and it has his heart beating just a tad faster.

♡ Bonus points: pull on his sleeve when he’s about to leave and he’s smitten.

♡ “Ah, well if you insist, love.”

♡ “Come on – scoot over, sleepy girl.” 

♡ If you enjoy drinking coffee, he likes that too.

♡ There’s just something about looking down and seeing his cup of tea next to your coffee – like coffee is just so you and tea is just so him. 

♡ When you lay your head in his lap, he melts at the sight. Sometimes he’ll just appreciate your beauty while you doze off. 

♡ He listens to your soft breathing and runs his hands through your hair. If he’s in the mood, will let his eyes close alongside yours.

♡ Anytime you have plans together, always asks if you’re up for it. If you’re just too tired – that’s okay! 

♡ He would never want you to push your body or force yourself to do something that you don’t have the energy for – simply just pats your head and asks what you’d like to do instead.

♡ Despite what you would think, doesn’t get mad at all that you fall into fits of sleep when you’re around him – because he gets to make sure that you’re resting.

[russellsppttemplates]

Hey, plus size girlie anon here👋🏼 I totally get where you come from with not wanting to be too specific about yn description-wise, and how it can get messy. Whatever and how much you're comfortable doing I'm 100% sure I'll enjoy writing! Like i said, it was a self indulgent ask, being a curvier girlie myself, so I'm glad you're considering doing it in any form you decide to😊

Note: it's self indulgent for me too, so I think I'll endulge on it now too 😏 thank you for the vote of confidence, too ✨️

"Are you sure you don't want to go anywhere else? I could take you shopping or something, I'll find the energy", Lando tried as you shook your head.

"Lando, baby", you called, "when have I ever said no to spending time at the beach with you? I'm totally fine with that, I'm very happy to feel the sun on my skin and have you next to me, no shirt and looking handsome as ever", you kissed his cheek, grabbing the beach bag and storing your towell in it.

"I just thought you'd like to do more things. I know I'm tired from the season, but I don't want you to feel like you have to be with me at all times if what I do make should bored a-", you interrupted him, "Lando, me in a bikini you in shorts, sun, a book, sand and salty water. The plan sounds great to me", you shut him up with a long kiss on his lips.

The hotel you were staying in had a private beach for their clients, and since it was winter break, not many people were around as you arrived, seeing another couple on the front row of sunloungers and no one else.

"We could have one of these for a change today", Lando suggested, patting the cushioned mattress of the double sunlounger that resembled an outdoor bed. The curtains around it were open, even though the thin material wouldn't do much to hide if they had been shut, and the pillows looked perfect for you to lay against them and read your book.

Setting the beach bag down, you grabbed your sandals and stored them in the wooden step, taking what your toiletries bag and book out so you had all you needed.

"Here, let me do it", Lando said as he grabbed the sunscreen bottle while you removed your beach dress, leaving him to admire your body in all of its glory. He began applying it to your legs, his fingers squeezing your thighs lovingly as he kissed them every now and then, coming up to rub the white cream on your back and shoulders, kissing your moles and fiddling with your straps, "don't worry, I'm not going to let anyone else see what's for my eyes only", he smirked, rubbing his nose on the nape of your neck. Moving to your front, he rubbed your arms and chest since you had already done your face, moving to rub it on your tummy, "all done now, love. No lobster impersonation", he joked, handing you the bottle so you could rub the product on his skin.

Sitting down afterwards, you grabbed your kindle as Lando laid his head on your thighs, facing your tummy, one of your hands holding the device where you found the book you had been reading and the other finding your boyfriend's curls, playing with them and slightly scratching his scalp.

"This is my favourite place to be", Lando whispered, afraid he'd disturb you but ultimately wanting you to hear what he had to say, "it's a shame we don't have these beaches back home then", you chuckled placing your kindle next to you as you took a good look at him. The curtains were enough to shield his eyes from the sun rays, so the beautiful orbs looking back at you showed honesty and appreciation, "I don't care if were in snow or rain, and you know what I mean. I love laying on your thighs, they're so comfy. I can look up at you, I can kiss your skin any time I want, I can trace these", he motioned, tracing the stretch marks on your hips, "it let's me love all of you, even though I'm far from these", he groped your boobs quickly before you swatted his hands, "what?! You can't blame me that my girlfriend is the most gorgeous, sexiest woman ever", he said, kissing just above your bellybutton, "I love you, Y/N, and I'll tell it to everyone who wants to hear it".

(Thank you for submitting an ask 🤍)

[candyheartedchy]

oh, are we talking about self shipping? because I'm always really happy seeing your self ship art It's so sweet and comforting, not to mention that you have a really nice art style

kinda makes me want to draw more of my own self ships tho I would probably feel weird about posting those (nothing against self shipping but I get weird peeps after me when I post self ship stuff)

Always glad to see you endulging^^

I’m always talking about self shipping on this blog lol

And I happy that you think my stuff is sweet and comforting!!

I do understand what you mean, though you can always make a side account and kept it separate/private from your main if that helps. But overall thank you!!

[woetoy]

Hi! I'm also a trans guy and have both a forcefem (humiliation) fetish as well as a preg one. And there's a lot of things that would trigger my dysphoria irl, but in the context of fetish/porn are fine. For people who don't have that experience it can probably seem contradictory, but yeah I don't think endulging these fantasies in a safe space invalidates my day to day identity. (Also thanks for all the food. I need to get started drawing my own porn sometime, but yeah transmasc preg bodies are so underrepresented in content.)

Yeah man ❤️ Stuff you're into doesn't necessarily translate as stuff you wanna do irl or do outside of a play context. Nor does it invalidate your identity. Thanks for laying it out a bit more clearly than me bwaha

(Thank you!! And ohhh you better, the world needs more art 👀)

[cokezerobeetle]

hello bug :3 ? idk if youve explained this already but do you meal prep? also, what are your safe foods, if those are allowed for us to know :D ?

hiii!! thank you so much for asking!!

I do meal prep sometimes! I specifically try to meal prep for work to cater towards satiety and brain energy. I work 12 hour overnight shifts and sometimes during the middle of the night, we have basically nothing to do + night shift can be difficult on sleep and sleep regulates leptin which helps regulate the hunger and appetite hormone and the less sleep you get, the hungrier you are. So it’s really easy to be susceptible to overeating. I try to pack lunches based on protein and being nutrient dense so that I can feel full. Before my relapse, my coworkers and I had a bad habit of door dashing VERY frequently which I think also contributed to my weight gain.😔 and I do keep an emergency “sweet treat” ( usually a Hershey fun size zero sugar dark chocolate but lately I’ve used an Atkins endulge dark chocolate truffle.) I keep a sweet treat because at my job, people are constantly bringing in baked goods or donuts and I feel like I can lessen the likelihood of me going for a 200 cal donut by eating a 45 cal chocolate.

My safe foods🤍

Meat: Chicken (grilled or baked, not fried), shrimp, tuna

Veggies: most- but favorites are cucumber and spinach

Fruits: mandarins, apple slices, avocados, and peppers ( did you know peppers and avocados were fruits? I didn’t til last year.)

Drinks: Oat milk, Monster Ultra in the white cans, Matcha lattes made with oat milk, protein drinks made with oat milk

Other: Fiber One brownies, Yasso greek yogurt bars, Quest protein chips, most dark chocolate, and i’m sure there’s other stuff in forgetting lol.

[purrassicjet]

@snakeoil2 thank you for endulging me <3 here's your reward, the first section of Jawbone/Oliver's perspective for Darkest Times, Brightest People:

Oliver O’Shaughnessy had never been one for the gossip magazines.

He usually walked right past, maybe skimming the titles if he was really bored.

But things change. People change.

Suddenly, the gossip magazines were the only entertainment he could afford.

The most recent scandal had caught his eye, though. He reached out for the latest issue of Hot Odyssey, who seemed to be covering the issue the most. Apparently they had managed to get an interview with the woman involved. She was on the cover. An elven woman with long brown hair who couldn’t have been older than him, younger even. She looked scared, but the magazine made it seem like she was some temptress. His brow furrowed. They had been at the throat of that woman for just over a month now, and she always looked… sad in the pictures they took of her. He flipped to the page with the interview, skimming the article and feeling a pit develop in his stomach.

Me: So, Sandra, what led you to try and break up the marriage of such a pillar of our community?

SS: I didn’t! I swear!

Me: Come on now, you can be honest with me.

SS: I am! Is this why you asked for an interview? Just to try and pin this on me?!

Sandra continued to become more enraged the more the interview went on, sadly, I cannot write down what she said, out of fear of risking my publisher dropping me.

He shut the magazine in frustration, an animalistic growl rumbling in the back of his throat. He hated how he didn’t sound human anymore.

He put the magazine back on the stand, stuffing his hands in his pockets. There was no way that woman was the temptress the magazines always said she was. She didn’t look like she would have done what she was accused of, especially with the way she talked in that interview. He regarded the woman for a few more moments, part of him waiting for her to spring to life with some sort of magic, but dropped his gaze. He turned it instead to the sky, watching it darken with sunset. A bit of anxiety hit him and he rifled through his pockets, pulling out a few silver pieces and a copper piece. He hoped it would be enough to get him a room.

Oliver walked a couple blocks before he found a motel with its sign flashing “vacant”. He slipped into the reception building, only to find a frantic half-elf searching below the desk. He leaned over, “You alright, kid?”

“Fuck.” Was all the kid said, popping up so that Oliver could read his nametag, Ian. “I left the vacancy sign on, didn't I? Oh… my boss is going to kill me.”

Oliver held up his hands, “Slow down. What are you looking for?”

“I lost the key to one of the rooms.” Ian muttered miserably, “I went to the bathroom for just a second and it was gone. I can’t go find it because I have to stay here.”

“What room?”

“103.”

Oliver paused, thinking it over, “What about I go investigate? I need a room, you need help, let’s help each other.”

Ian’s eyes lit up, “Really? You’d do that?”

A small smile spread over Oliver’s face, exposing his now overgrown canine teeth. He cringed when Ian flinched a little, “Yeah, of course.”

The boy popped back underneath the counter and returned with another key, “This is the master key. If the door’s locked, you can get in with this.”

Oliver took it. “I’ll be right back.” He promised and backed out of the building.

He repeated the room number under his breath as he made his way to the line of rooms, passing a couple before he reached the correct door. He picked up a faint shuffling coming from behind the door and leaned into the peephole, seemingly causing more shuffling.

A woman’s voice said something he didn’t quite understand, but it reminded him of someone shushing an animal. 

“Is anybody in there? I’m coming in.” There was a string of swear words as Oliver put the master key in the lock and turned it.

The door swung open to reveal an elven woman trying to fit a full grown griffin into the small room. Her brown hair was cropped even shorter than a pixie cut, but longer in other places. It wasn’t a professional job, that was for sure. The haircut was the reason it took Oliver a few moments to recognise her.

It was the woman from the article.

“Sandra Sparkquiver?” There was nothing but confusion in his voice.

“Fuck!” The woman swore again, dropping her arms away from the griffin, who looked to be trying his best to fit into the small room, “How did you know? Are you press?”

He held his hands up in a surrender gesture, “Just looking for a room. The kid at the desk said if I got the key back, I could have it.”

Guilt washed over Sandra's face. “Yeah. That doesn't feel great.” But her face quickly shifted to a hardened expression again. “I need it.”

Despite the direction the conversation seemed to be going, Oliver couldn't help but feel calm. She was just… scared. 

“We could share.” He tried to suggest, but that only made her recoil further.

“Woah, okay.” He held up his hands, “Bad idea. I get it.”

She narrowed her eyes at him and raised her hands again, blocking him from the griffin behind her. 

“Should I just tell him I couldn't find it?” 

She looked like she was about to respond, but closed her mouth. Her eyes flickered to the bandage on his arm and her eyes widened. He could almost see the math in her eyes. After a few moments of silence, she dropped her arms. 

“No.” She grabbed a bag from where Oliver couldn't see, hauling it over her back and slipping past him. “Bye.”

He didn't feel her pass by, but when the griffin basically shoved him out of the way he stumbled. 

“Hey! I need the- key…” He raised his hand as she left, but quickly felt just what he was looking for. She must have slipped it into his hand as she passed. His gaze lingered on the key for a moment.

The back of his neck pricked and he turned quickly to reception. He was running out of time. He jogged back to pay.

[the-introvert-who-writes]

Just the beginning

I do not own any characters except Jordy Lost-sky and Eve Henson, this is also purely self endulgent and is probably not that good, but here you go. This is also my first attempt at a short story, my apologies if I missed something

I do not give permission for any one to copy my work on any platform or website

Danny continued to stare at Jordy who was talking to one of the other pilots about repairs that needed to be made to his plane

, all the while Rafe was talking to him about god knows what. Danny was brought out of his day dream by Rafe placing his hand on his shoulder

“hmm? What?” Danny questioned, Rafe gave him a knowing look

“ Man you wanna talk to her go up and talk to her, she’s not gunna bite your head off” Danny nervously scratch’s the back of his neck a dark red blush slowly creeping onto his face

“ I really like her, but I don’t think she’s into quite guys like me”

he mumbles as Rafe laughs at his best friend “she’s been stealing glances at you every once in a while , hell she even took extra care when she worked on your plane”

Danny’s eyebrows disappeared beneath his dark hair “sh-she w-what?” Danny managed to get out “Danny you managed to catch the attention of Jordy Lost-sky. The hottest girl stationed here in Pearl Harbor”

Rafe rambled as they made their way across the tarmac to the hanger bay where they could see Jordy talking to what looked like one of the newer pilots.

this pilot was tall had broad shoulders kinda muscular arms dark blonde hair that was spiked “ahhh i think i know what the problem is, others said they had the same issue “

Jordy continued while the pilot just nodded his head looking at the ground nervously “You fly boys gotta stop bringing your girls onboard the planes, and better yet tell them to quit spilling drinks ” Jordy says

“O-oh s-sorry ma’am we were just tr-“ he was cut off by Danny and Rafe” Hey Jordy” Rafe said with Danny mumbling a quick hi ,avoiding her eyes and blushing like no tomorrow

“Hey boys, I’ll get to ya’ inna minute “ Jordy said not taking her eyes off the plane “I’ll get my tools and such from the hanger bay later, and try not to bring so much on the planes”

“Yes ma’am sorry ma’am” replied the pilot nervously looking almost as flustered as Danny felt if not more “Now how can I help my two favorite fly boys?”

Jordy asked a smile made its way on to her beautiful face as she brushed a strand of her dark brown hair out of her hazel colored eyes

“Ah-well Jordy, Danny here has this girl that he likes, but isn’t quite sure how to tell her, how would you wanna be told something like that”

Rafe explained in a tone that made Jordy’s smile fall a bit but brushed it off , but not before she saw Danny’s eyes widen from behind Rafe, his already flushed face turning an even brighter red”

Umm, well I would get her a card, like a hand written one, maybe chocolate, and-Oh! A stuffed animal” Jordy exclaims,hazel eyes brighter then before

“W-hat kind of stuffed ani-animal”Danny managed to say “A bear usually, but if it were me , a wolf” Danny smiles a bit making Jordy’s heart beat faster then before”Thank you Jordy”

Rafe Said nudging Danny who muttered a quiet thank you” Your welcome boys, and I hope you get the girl Danny” Jordy smiled as the boys walked away from her, her smile disappearing and a frown taking it place, Jordy watching as the boys walked away talking Rafes hand on Danny’s shoulder

”That was almost to painful to watch” came the voice of Eve Henson a nurse Lt on base. Jordy rolled her eyes at the platinum blonde, Eve had lightly tanned skin , she had a blue dress on and a string of pearls

Wavy hair which she wore pinned back when she worked , she had full lips which were complemented with red lipstick and the rest of her makeup simple but was enough to bring out her forest green eyes

“Oh please like I don’t see you pinning after that pilot Billy” Jordy teased and Eve turns bright red “Oh shut up Jordy Lost-sky , you were just making heart eyes at Danny Walker” Now that Jordy couldn’t deny , she did indeed have a crush on Danny Walker

Jordy and Eve talked while Jordy worked on a plane engine, they talked about what had gone on during the week, to which Jordy wasn’t surprised to hear that there was talk of needing pilots over seas for the war effort. Eve also talked about her dates with her fly boy Billy.

Which made Jordy think of Danny and his adorable chocolate brown eyes and how he would nervously look around when he looked at her.

“Who do you think Rafe was talking about when he said Danny had a girl he wanted to ask out?” Jordy asked interpreting Eve “Jordy , silly he’s talking about you, he wants to ask you out” Jordy just looks at Eve with wide eyes

“Oh come on, you can’t tell me you’ve never seen him look at you with that love struck look in his eyes?” “I have , I guess I didn’t think he was looking at me” “Jordy, dear everyone can tell you two like each other”

Eve points out as two figures make their way over too where the two women stand, one had a bag in one hand and a bouquet of wild flowers in the other. Eves eyes widen “Jordy , it’s Danny turn around “ Jordy’s hazel eyes get bigger and panicked as an equally nervous Danny approaches

“He-hey Jordy” “Hi Danny” Jordy rubs the back of her neck nervously “I’ll let you to talk” Eve exclaimed , while Jordy was begging her silently not to leave”You got this Danny” Rafe called to his friend as he walked behind Eve.

The two stood in silence for a bit before Danny managed to say something “Here Jor-Jordy, I-i got-got these fo-for you” Danny stuttered handing the bouquet to

Jordy with trembling hands, why did he have to stutter so badly? “Are those wild flowers?” Jordy asked looking at the flowers with wide eyes

“ye-yes, do you like them?” He asked nervously hoping she liked them “like them? I love wild flowers” Jordy excitedly tells him , Danny lets out a sigh of relief at her reaction “well I-i also go-got this for you” Danny was slightly less nervous handing her the bag

Jordy takes the bag in her fuel stained hands , opening it up, two small brown paper bags and a stuffed gray wolf with a card attached to him.

Surprise filled Jordy, as she remembered the conversation she had had with Rafe and a nervous Danny just hours before “Do you like it? I-I wasn’t sure which chocolates you liked, So I-“Danny was cut of by Jordy planting a kiss on his cheek and the smell of fuel and her perfume engulfed him, bringing back his blush

“Danny, they are lovely “ Jordy says looking him in the eyes.

And so the adventure begins, joy and happiness comes but not without a few dumps along the way.

[junopersonified]

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