#that paper was so goooooood

[edmundspace]

Basil the summer boi :3

[slayfics]

Why him?

Muichiro x Reader short series

Mitsuri invites Muichiro to eat with you so you can get to know him better.

Part 2

"I know!" Mitsuri exclaimed enthusiastically. "I'll invite Tokito to eat with us! That way you can get to know him better and spend time with him! I'm the best big sister ever!" Mitsuri sang in her own praise.

"N-n-no no no! I really d-don't want to do that. I w-w-would rather just keep my distance." You pleaded.

"Oh don't worry I'll be there too so there's no reason to be nervous ok?" Mitsuri said bringing out a paper and pen. "I'll write to him now about meeting us for breakfast before we all head out our separate ways!" Mitsuri swiftly wrote a letter then handed it to her crow. You desperately tried to get the letter out of her hand but you were no match for your older sister's strength.

"Get some sleep and don't worry. It's just food ok? We will have fun tomorrow morning!" Mitsuri said, putting her hand on your back to comfort you.

The next morning you dreadfully came out to the common room where you saw Mitsuri and Tokito sitting. You debated on turning around and running back to your room but just then Mitsuri had caught sight of you.

"Goooooood morrrningggg little sister!" She said with the biggest grin you had seen her have since the last time Iguro came over.

"Good m-morning..." You said grumpily sitting down.

Muichiro did not say a word but ate silently.

"Soooooooo how is everyone feeling today?" Mitsuri said, trying to make conversation.

"Fine..." You said.

"Healthy." Muichiro said looking as uninterested as ever. "Did you want to eat together for a reason?" He asked.

"Oh, I just thought it would be fun since we are both Hashira and here at the same time you know? Plus you know my sister is here too."

"Ok." Mucihro said, and turned back to his food. You shot Mitsuri a glance that was supposed to convey how bad of an idea this was and how awful it was going.

"Sooooooo you ran into my sister the other day?" Mitsuri said attempting a conversation again.

"No, she ran into me. You should train her better." He said.

"M-m-mitsuri! I told you this was a m-mistake! H-he is a-aw-awful!" You shouted letting your embarrassment about yesterday's events get the better of you. Muichiro looked between the two sisters in curiosity then went back to his food, deciding he wasn't interested.

"I've finished my meal and have some business to attend to. Goodbye." He said getting up to leave.

"WAIT!" Mitsuri yelled. "OH! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE! I ASKED YOU HERE BECAUSE MY LITTLE SISTER HAS A CRUSH ON YOU!"

You felt all the blood drain from your face. How could she say that to him?? You didn't know what to do. You felt such an overwhelming amount of emotions. Embarrassment, anger, sadness. It was all too much for you to take and you felt like you might explode. You ran out of the room and hurried back to your designated room, closing the door just in time before tears began to fall.

Why was Muichiro so mean? Why him? Why did you have a crush on such a dreadful person? How could Mitsuri out your feelings like that? You put your face in your hands and continued to weep. When you heard a faint knock on your door.

"G-g-go away Mitsuri. I can't b-be-believe you." You spoke with venom in your voice.

"I'm not Mitsuri and I'm coming in." You heard Muichrio respond and your door opened. Why would he come here? To insult you further perhaps. It's not like he ever had anything nice to say.

"You're crying" He said as he sat down next to you.

"Great o-observation." You replied.

"Are you crying because of what Miss Kanroji said?"

"J-j-just forget what she said, it's not true. I think you're a-awful, cruel, and m-mean." You spat.

"I am?" He asked and seemed to daze off.

"Yes! You insult e-everyone even when they are trying to h-help you and you don't seem to care for a-anything."

Muichiro came back from his daze and looked down at his hands... "Hmm... I think I used to know someone just like that..."

"You must have looked in a m-mi-irror recently." You retorted. Muichiro took no notice of your harsh words.

"Hmm... It's too bad you actually despise me... I was quite flattered to hear you had a crush on me."

You froze... he was flattered?? You couldn't wrap your mind around what he was saying. He was so indifferent to everything could he actually be flattered you had a crush on him?

"I n-never said I despise you..." You softened.

"I am too busy as a Hashira to date or even explore those types of human interactions, but you can write me letters if you wish. I will respond as promptly as I can." He said watching you intently now.

Joining the demon slayer corps so young Muichiro never had interactions with someone that liked him, and he never had chances to explore those types of feelings of his own either. As indifferent as he was on the outside, something sparked a deep memory in him of feeling warm, feelings that must have been from a long time ago. He wondered if this meant something.

"O-ok... I'll write you letters Tokito." You said taken aback by his sudden change in demeanor.

Just then Mitsuri burst into the room.

"OH! I'm so dumb I let a boy in my sister's room alone! Tokito you have to get out right now!" She said red in the face.

"W-W-WHAT DID YOU THINK W-WE WERE DOING??" You said mortified. Muichiro stood up and went to exit the room.

"I'll be looking forward to your letter." He said then vanished.

I’m accustomed to writing the reader as Muichiro’s Tsuguko so this was a bit of a challenge for me. However, I hope you all enjoyed this little series! I did my best~

[smashwolfen]

Vacation gave me time to experiment and use recipes I've been wanting to make and try, and today I went with, of course, Legends Arceus staple-

Potato mochi!

Its actually really REALLY good and easier than I thought it was to make, and now I can make these as a filling side to my work lunches when I go back! Just imagining making iddy bitty bite sized mini ones would be so goooooood ;w;

When I was initially forming the shape with and without cheese, i found wetting my hands a little helped the potato forming easier and helped smooth the rounded shape more without them cracking and splitting as much. I had used mozzarella cheese for half of them to experiment with and while they were hella good, those ones did fall apart more than I'd like, but its melted cheese inside I should have guessed. I could have cooked mine a bit longer to make them more solidly crispy but the cheese made it spit in the pan a lot when one broke but even with a lighter fry it still is good to have a crunch too. The sauce is also very easy and simple, but instead of the white sugar it calls for I swapped it with brown sugar and I think it made the sauce more rich and helped it caramelize better so it made a more sticky sauce to go on the mochi. The seaweed paper is optional if you wanna handle them by hand with less mess, so if ya dont have nori in your area its not super important! I did find my sheets at a walmart!

A 10/10 simple recipe that can be messed with to make more diverse flavorful combos and give a twist on potato recipes! No wonder the Galaxy team eats these and practically nothing else, go try it out yourselves if you have the time to do so! XD

**Hyperlinks not working heres the video instead XD

You can follow it to a T but you can 'follow with your heart' so to speak

[wizardfrog69]

I hope this isn't too much to ask, but hear me out: Nikolai, but he adopted some random traumatised teenager (the reader ofc), and he doesn't know what to do with them, nor does he want to abandon them so he just passes it around the doa like "lol help me take care of this kid idfk what I'm doing".

I'm sorry if it's too much, I just wanna see how the doa would react

It isn't too much. Thank you for your request! :)

'•.¸♡ why do you have a child? ♡¸.•'

Nikolai x gn!reader (platonic as the reader is an adolescent)

Platonic fluff

Masterlist

Enjoy!

Nikolai found you while he was out on a mission, why he decided to take you in no one knows but he did and now you live with a clown who is very murderous and doesn't know how to take care of anyone let alone a teenager.

One day he took you to his 'work'. 'Goooooood morning, you're going with me to work!' He called out to you when he saw you in the kitchen preparing breakfast. 'Work? Why are you taking me to your work?' You saw him 'work' before and certainly didn't want to witness those horrors again.

'It'll be fun and you'll get to meet my dear friends!' There were more people like him? But you could refuse and just prayed no one would kill each other while you were there.

The office you were currently standing in was dim and kind of cold. Nikolai was in the room next to you and all you heard was 'quiz time!' Followed by some muffling. The door swung open and out came Nikolai 'Come, you'll meet my dear friend Dostoy!' You followed Nikolai into a dark room with a man sitting by some monitors. 'Nikolai, why on earth do you have a child?' You could see the man's expression due to the monitors behind him being so bright but you could hear his voice, it had a Russian accent and his tone was nuteral.

Nikolai explain his situation with a confession of not knowing what to do with you following. After hearing that he didn't know what he would do with you you felt shocked and only look at him with an expression on disbelief. 'Well if you don't know what to do with me then just let me go my own way.' Say hiss by Nikolai revealed that he didn't want to let you go so the two of you were essentially stuck with each other.

After talking with Dostoy for a while Nikolai proposed the idea of going to a casino, this confused you beyond anything. Nikolai wanted to take you to a fucking casino, what was he going to do with you in a casino in the middle of the day? Was he really going to gamble?

Upon arriving Nikolai took you to see the manager. 'Why are we visiting the casino's manager? Are you in debt with a casino?' Nikolai only laughed no answering your question making you grow more anxious by the second.

The two of you stood in front of a door and without knocking Nikolai opened the door to a man doing some paper work. 'Sigma!' He announced his presence with the man's name. 'What do you wa- why do you have a child!?' Sigma shouted in a worry.

You hated being called a child but you didn't say anything.

A loud sigh was heard from the end of the room and the man started walking to you both. 'Are you okay?' He asked you sympathetically which took you by surprise 'yeah?' You answered.

'I need your help Sigma!' Nikolai proclaims enthusiastically. 'What do you need?' 'What do I do with them?' Sigma's expression turned from annoyed to a mix of shock and tired disappointment. 'How should I know? Why won't the two of you talk it over or something.' Sigma sighed and you left.

'Why did you adopt me if you don't know what to do with me?' You asked Nikolai he didn't answer and only looked ahead. 'Why won't you just let me go my own way? You don't need to take care of me.' You said looking at him hoping for a response. 'I will not abandon you, that's all you need to know, lets go get ice cream!'

༺♡༻ 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 ⋆ 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 ༺♡༻

I wrote this all in one go.

Have a wonderful day/night and I hope you are doing well!

-Az

[the-sky-queen]

One year since I redesigned my sona for tumblr purposes, so it's time to redesign again! Behold! ME :D

I LOVE IT SO MUCH IT CAME OUT SO GOOOOOOOD!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Design notes under the cut of you're interested!

As you guys saw in the history of my sona post, the wings have always been my favorite part of the design, but I didn't include them in version 3 and 4 whatever reason. But they're back now and I'm super proud of how they came out! And I also gave myself pointy ears because Estelle gave me pointy ears in her take on my sona and I thought they looked really cool.

For hair, I decided I wanted to keep the bangs, even though I've grown out my irl bangs by now. Idk, I just really like how my sona looks with bangs! I also made the hair on the whole look a bit more scruffy and less perfect. To top it off I added a little ahoge thingy on top both because I thought it looked cute and because I can be SO obvious, so I thought it would fit. XD

Clothes have stayed pretty much the same, except for the shirt being a darker shade of purple. Purple is my favorite color, of course I had to emphasize it more! And of course I kept the gold feather necklace. :)

To finish it off, I redesigned my shoes! Mostly because I didn't wanna have to draw the laces the old design had. XD The coloring is a reference to the gold and white color scheme of the earliest versions (1 and 2) of my sona.

Overall, the old versions focused a lot on translating my irl appearance to the paper as closely as possible, whereas I just let myself have fun with this one! I took a lot of inspiration from older versions of my sona but I just did what I wanted! Again, I'm SO insanely happy with how this came out. I hope you all like it too!

[the-dirtiest-of-twenties]

ACOFAF (A Court of Fey and Flowers)

Pros: My all time favorite. Comfort media. Low mental commitment, with high serotonin reward.

Cons: None, except that I have already rewatched it at LEAST a dozen times, and maybe I should give another show a chance once in a while?

Mentopolis

Pros: SUCH a great season. Conrad and the Fix make me happy. Ultimate Found family, imo.

Cons: I feel like I need to pay attention to this one, and I'm not sure it grabs my attention enough to be able to do that?

Sophomore Year

Pros: All of them. Fucking LOVE this season. Great background noise AND I would get to re-live the FigAyda scenes? Love them!

Cons: HUGE time commitment. And yet. As soon as I start getting to my favorite episodes and the plot starts ramping up, the season is over before you know it?

Coffin Run

Pros: I mean. Come ON. Izzy is insane? Zac keeps eating paper? Jasmine gives out themed goodies that end up being important? AND I don't think I've rewatched this even a single time since it came out! That's criminal!

Cons: It's short 😓

The Unsleeping City

Pros: Goooooood season. Man, it's the intrepid heroes back at it! Every single dynamic is beautiful and priceless!

Cons: The characters are amazing, but the plot is just okay in my opinion? Idk maybe I'm just used to more of a 'mystery to unfold' rather than a sinister plot that's easy to follow from the beginning.

The Unsleeping City 2

Pros: INCREDIBLE season. New characters interacting with old! SO many happy couples! A fair bit of emotional investment, but still a really wonderful serotonin payoff in the end! The DRAGONS?????????? This season singlehandedly re-ignited my passion for storytelling! (Specifically because of Smoczmatka!) Damn, I'm almost convincing myself, here!

Cons: It's pretty long. Episodes are lengthy and it's also over zoom. Those two things put together make it harder to pay attention to.

Pirates of Leviathan

Pros: Wonderful cast brings back a small part of a previous season in a BIG way. Cheese! Myrtle! GARTHY O'BRIEN! I mean come ON!

Cons: A bit short for my liking. One of the PC's kinda gets on my nerves for several small reasons. (An opinion literally nobody shares with me, so I'll keep it to myself).

I'm SO TORN!!?!!

[Burrow's End gets an honorable mention because I just finished rewatching it like two weeks ago.]

[borisbubbles]

Eurovision 2024: #15

15. AUSTRIA Kaleen - "We will rave" 25th place

Decade Ranking: 50/153 [Above Systur, below Lesley Roy]

WHEN THE DARKNESS HITS AND WE CAN'T BE SAVED

WIRAM WI DAM DAM DA WE WILL RAVE

Fucking AMAZING chorus. At this stage of the ranking, I don't really give too many shits about the flaws in the product. And that's for the best because Holy Hell Kaleen that was NOOOOOOOT GOOOOOOOD (objectively). Fortunately it was still very entertaining (also objectively?), so.

Also at this point, you may expect some real emotional investment from my part and Kaleen is clear example of that too. SHE, more than anyone else, was the uncrowned queen of Millennial Monroehood this year. Not only did she provide a fucking BANGER from the time I was a middleschooler, she also SERVED:

LOOKS

PERSONALITY

POISE

JE NE SAIS QUOI

ATTITUDE

and also NONE OF THE VOCALS. 😍 😍 😍

And this comes on top of her song being leaked two months in advance off Marvin Dietmann's laptop, and becoming a viral hit among millennial eurotwitter BEFORE its full release ♥ (and I fully buy into the conspiracy theory that the leak was intentional to build hype.)

But yeah, this performance was heavily flawed, I won't deny that. "We will rave" is a great song and it's only 15th on my ranking, that's how far south that went.

It is equal parts comical and tragic that Marvin Dietmann arranged for his PARTNER (I assumed "business partner" at first, but apparently also partner in a domestic sense? Yeah I'm as surprised as you are that he likes the clam.) to be cast for Eurovision and then failed to provide staging for her that capitalized on her strengths.

Kaleen is a professional dancer and dance instructor.

She runs Marvin's Dance School FOR HIM, FOR A LIVING.

The leak showed a vibrant dance choreography that allowed her to (barely) provide passable vocals.

She's a natural born performer of the ~rhythmic arts~

So what does Marvin do?

HE REDUCES HER DANCE ROUTINE TO THE TYPE OF TARD DANCE ANYONE CAN EXECUTE.

HAS HER WALK AROUND THE STAGE. NOT DANCE. WALK.

AND HAD HER DANCERS SHIMMY HER AROUND IN LIEU OF A DANCE BREAK.

ALL SO THAT SHE CAN DELIVER THE BEST VOCAL PERFORMANCE... WHICH IS... WORSE THAN IN THE DEMO BECAUSE UM HELLO EARTH-TO-MARVIN:

YOUR GIRLFRIEND IS A DANCER, AND NOT A SINGER.

And all of that, I mean I'm sorry, is fucking hilarious, foremost. I know the live was "bad" but god it was really good at being bad. Casting your girlfriend and then FAILING to take her skillset (anything involving movement) into account is so uproariously funny to me. The staging was not bad on paper (it tried to increase momentum via the lasers and looks good if you mute), but it featured a slow, aenemic choreography that couldn't keep up with the music's light speed pace. That same dichotomy killed Halo, killed Edgar and almost killed "We Will Rave" too. This is the choreo you'd give to someone who cannot dance either due to being a block of wood (Dons) or old (Meri Bas.).

Even Firefighter, which is a fucking abortive attempt at a "dance song", had more tempo and life and let Nutsa (who is NOT a dancer) perform a break by herself. Christ Marvin.

(Granted it may be the outfit that forced Kaleen to perform a pantomime rather than a dance, but if that's the case... change the outfit? If those boots restrict your mobility, then don't wear them AT ALL, you know?)

However, as much as my appreciation for the live is based on irony and schadenfreude, I also just really love the song that much. "We will rave" is the best written girlbanger of this year - catchy, infectuous, smoking hot, and a wonderful throwback to the good Flemish techno of the early aughts. It's such a fucking banger in the style of Milk Inc, Lasgo, X Session, Touch of Joy, 2Fabiola, etc.

The prechorus and lyrics are delectable, and Kaleen is, despite her vocal inaccuracies, a charming hostess and style icon. Her personality is the saving grace of this live performance and the reason why I still embrace it in the face of its many mistakes. As disrespectful as Marvin's choreography was, she was flawless in its execution. SHE is what turns "We Will Rave" into a ride. The choreo and the results both did her dirty, but eh. Someone had to finish near the bottom. This year, that was Austria.

Now SAVOUR this last ever instance of them being fun in Eurovision because they'll only send salvaduncans from hereonout. If Eurovision isn't cancelled first, of course.

THE RANKING

[vickyvicarious]

The bracing breath Jack takes before beginning his entry.

also, starting with Jack? I'm quite curious what the reasons for the various reorderings are throughout re: Dracula. Sometimes it seems to try and more accurately reflect timing or for dramatic effect, but not always. here seems to be pretty neatly divided by timing but it just reminded me

"I fear that in some mysterious way poor Mrs. Harker's tongue is tied. I know that she forms conclusions of her own, and from all that has been I can guess how brilliant and how true they must be; but she will not, or cannot, give them utterance." MINAAAAA

oooh the dual voices on "vampire's baptism of blood" is great

"The same power that compels her silence may compel her speech." my brain is rotted by too many memes, I pictured among us and Jack and van Helsing agreeing that Mina seems 'sus'

the slow music as van Helsing talks about Mina changing...

I hate Mina being left out again ughhh

the ominous music fading out into the lighthearted music as Quincey talks of wolf-hunting, and then back into ominous as

"We four?" this delivery is SO GOOOOOOOD. and the way Jack says "Harker was silent for a while" gave me chills imagining him. ohohohoho I love it

he sounds so clipped when he says they'll talk in the morning as well. he's going to talk privately with Mina first and foremost, and they will both decide what to do after that.

Jonathan's great upset at Mina being left out and people being somehow fine with that??? after how it turned out last time?!?! ...it's so good

I love van Helsing being the one to describe all this. Quincey and Art and Jack were all there too. They could perhaps correct some stuff, like Quincey saying he gave him tobacco or money or whatever, or explaining what "much blood and bloom" mean, but... nah

van Helsing's accent makes it sound like he keeps saying "the sin man" and I'm like, yeah, fair enough

the captain assuming Dracula is French is so interesting/weird

god I love the music

"for we have seen the owner of the ship, who have shown us invoices and all papers that can be." ~document supremacy~

the way Mina says "oh! I dread Jonathan leaving me" :(

And the delivery of those three "necessary"s is soooo good.

Man, the building energy of van Helsing's speech leading to "And now this is what he is to us!" and "shall make you like him! This must not be! We have sworn together that it must not!" also how he sounds like he is choking back tears when he says "to live in your own old, sweet way" and "men for whom His Son die"

His laugh is so wounded sounding

the drum as van Helsing describe what Dracula did to prepare

I love the sigh and refocusing in "But we are pledged to set the world free."

god, the way Mina says "unclean" with such disgust

"How strange it all is" Jonathan sounds so miserable

the music as Mina asks for his promise <3

Jonathan's hesitation to promise to deny Mina in the future.

How gentle their voices are

"I promise!" and as I said it I felt that from that instant a door had been shut between us." god this line. this delivery. agonizing...

the plea for a dreamless sleep is so sad. he sounds almost on the edge of choking up on the last word

[dangermousie]

Finished ep 1. These are two ridiculously beautiful people but so far I have zero investment in the storyline or them.

Part of it is we are dropped in medias res but because it's clearly due to cuts and not the way they initially planned to tell it, I am not shown why I should care about any of the events or people - oh no imperial family got offed and ML's dad is hostage. OK, I don't know any of them, we get no clue how ML feels about any of them/this (is he worried about his father, does he have no feeling other than filial piety because he has issues with them) and there is nothing we know about any of them on their own.

Same for FL. OK, she's a general's daughter and wants her fam to rule the world. But just like with ML, all we get is competent, good fighter, and hot. We see absolutely nothing that makes them tick, or makes them human, or deep yearning or anything. It's early days but I so don't want it to turn into another Anle, pretty people great story on paper but utterly colorless and without real people in execution. To take something like My Journey to You, or Lost You Forever or Till the End of the Moon - I was already invested by the end of ep 1 and they felt like real people for me. Here, they are pretty, they are fun, they are poseable dolls.

Here's hoping it improves.

ETA: aaaa and then ep 2 hit and went psych!!!! It just got SO GOOOOOOOD!

[shadowmillk]

Darkness surrounded her,encasing her in the void as not a shred of light was seen.But as she spoke a faint whimiscial tune started up growing louder to fill the air.Along with it the darkness was soon broken.Spotlights being the only sources of light was casted upon a light blue colored theater.The curtains drawn back as a human sized paper puppet.(It seems more like a childish scribble.)It's appearance unrecognizable to the other as it resembled a odd blue colored jester.It's mouth didn't move but a voice came out seemly from it.

⋆.ೃ���*:･ ❛OOOooooOOo It has been such a long long LONG time!Since I have been granted a audience~It's wonderful to see some fresh new faces in the crowd don't you say? ❜

A standard laugh track was heard despite being being the only two in this void space.The puppet idly danced waiting for a reply as it soon gestured at Pomni.

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ ❛You there!Don't be shy,come up to the stage so I can get a goooooood look at you!~ ❜

It ? Seemed to be aware,waiting for the other to come near the stage.Upon closer inspection the puppets strings seem to lead up into nowhere.

She'd been on a mission, the same one she's had since arriving in the circus: to find a way out. This cartoon-esque nightmare was huge, littered in doors, secret nooks and crannies amongst its sea of pigmented rainbows. Pomni got lucky this time around, being able to convince the ringmaster to let her hang back from today's venture; claiming she felt out of sorts than her usual.

Now, to take in the circus in its entirety. She scoped the highs and lows from the ground level, not entirely sure where to start. It was a bit daunting, now that she's scoping out the inner workings of the Tent. This game really did have a lot to it and even if she may not have a lot of knowledge on video games, just like old mansions, there had to be secrets lurking in the codes.

It took a while of analyzing, but she found a hallway just shy out of view towards the back of the awning, an easy to miss spot unless looking for it. The curiosity of a door she found needed to be sated, finding it hard to pass on this little easter egg. Pinwheels of red and blue looked nervously around, not hearing or seeing a glimpse of Caine before she allowed herself into the room. And unlike the rooms before, Pomni fully entered this one and quickly closed it behind her.

Darkness, with a vague tint of light emerged; it was hard to determine the size or how deep this room really was nor could she figure out yet where the light was coming from. And although uncertainty panged in her mind, she pushed forwards anyway; little did the jester know what she'd end up finding.

⸺ ❝ Hello? Is... anyone here? ❞ The slight echo surprised her.

🎪 𝕎𝔼𝕃ℂ𝕆𝕄𝔼 𝕋𝕆 𝕋ℍ𝔼 ℂ𝕀ℝℂ𝕌𝕊⸺ @shadowmillk

[e-dubbc11]

Hey Jealousy pt. 2

Gifs aren’t mine

Pairing: Matt Murdock & Billy Russo x F! Reader

Warnings: Pretty tame. PG-13. Love triangle sort of, little bit violent, swearing, tiny bit of smexy time, definitely not a 3-way! I can’t even write regular smut let alone throw an extra person in there. The warnings will be the same for all 4 parts even if some aren’t in the other parts (does that make sense?) I don’t fuckin know

Word Count: 2.8k-ish

Summary: Continuation from part 1. The aftermath of your date with Billy Russo and Matt trying to find out more information about your mystery man. Billy stops by your apartment after work, couple of surprises.

A/N: Part 2 of 4. The title is a Gin Blossoms song. It doesn’t follow any particular storyline. As always, comments are always welcome and thank you for reading! I appreciate you! ❤️

Read part 1 HERE

Jumping from rooftop to rooftop, Matt followed Billy to a parking garage but lost him as soon as he got in his car and drove off.

He then spent the weekend trying to find out something about the mystery man who was spending time with you, he couldn’t do any of that without a name though.

He had heard the name “Billy” when he was listening from the rooftop the night you went out on your date, but no last name.

His jealousy was getting in the way of him thinking straight and left him wondering why? Why did you go out with someone else? Why did you being out with another man make him so anxious and insecure?

Matt couldn’t stand it and you being out with someone else really solidified the fact that even though the two of you hadn’t been together long, he loved talking to you, he loved making you laugh, he loved touching you and kissing you—he just loved…you.

He knew that now but he needed help. Something about this guy didn’t sit well with him but he still needed a name and since you weren’t taking his calls, he called the only person who could possibly help him out.

“Goooooood morning, sunshine! Why are you calling me so early on a Saturday?”

“Foggy, I need your help with something—it’s important.”

Monday’s lunch break was spent in the courthouse’s cafeteria. In between bites of your salad, you were trying to finish going over some notes before going back to the office to type them up. A friendly familiar voice caused you to look up from your papers.

“Hey y/n!! Do you ever stop working?” You wondered if Foggy was ever in a bad mood.

“Good day to you, Mr. Nelson. How goes the battle?” You said as you looked up at him with a warm smile on your face.

“Ah you win some, you lose some, you know how it goes…I’m glad I ran into you though.” His expression turned neutral as he pulled up a chair. “I was wondering what the deal is with you and Matt. I thought the two of you were, ya know, a thing?”

He sounded concerned and your heart fluttered at the mention of Matt’s name.

“I know both of you have been working a lot and haven’t had a chance to see each other in a while but the rumor goin’ around is you met a tall, handsome stranger here the other day and also went out on a date with him.”

When Foggy said that, you were a little surprised but not really because this place was just one giant gossip ring, like any other workplace.

“Oh...you mean Billy?”

“Yeah what’s his last name, I might know him.” Foggy asked with a straight face.

“Russo…Billy Russo.” You answered.

“Yeah ok I don’t know him, anyway—Matt found out about that ya know. He called me over the weekend.”

Your whole body went numb and the light in your eyes disappeared. The light was replaced with guilt. “Was he jealous, Foggy?”

Foggy’s eyes widened and he threw his hands up. “I’d say jealous is the understatement of the year!! His voice was pure rage and I had a hard time calming him down.”

Your fight or flight mode kicked in and your voice was sad but firm. “Yeah well maybe I wouldn’t have gone out on a date with Billy if that court reporter wasn’t all over Matt at Josie’s a couple weeks ago.”

Foggy looked confused. “How do you know about that, you weren’t there?”

Tears burned the back of your eyes “I wanted to surprise Matt and show up for the standing date you all have but when I looked through the window and saw her with her hands all over him, I—I left.”

He moved his chair a little closer to you and rested his hand on top of yours. “Ok, number one she’s had a thing for Matt for a while and just showed up uninvited and number two, you obviously didn’t stick around long enough for Matt to tell her about you.”

He reached into his briefcase to pull out his phone.

“He needs to know about this and it’s just a big misunderstanding—“

You interrupted him “No, no Foggy I don’t want you to tell him, I—I need to do it. I was hurt and angry and I—“ A tear ran down your cheek. “I miss him…I really miss him.”

A tiny smile emerged across your face. “Jeez, all this for a man I haven’t even slept with yet—oops, sorry Foggy, that’s way too much information. I’m sorry.”

He laughed a little and said “He really likes you too, y/n. I’d even go as far as to say he’s already in love with you. He’s been miserable since you stopped taking his calls and quite frankly, he’s been a total grouch monster and Karen and I are tired of dealing with it, that’s why you have to tell him, our sanity depends on it.”

That made you laugh and your tears went away. “Well thank you for telling me all of this, Foggy. I shouldn’t have jumped to conclusions, it just was hard not to.”

“Sooooooo, are you gonna call him? I’m not leaving here until you say yes!” He sounded so excited.

“Yes, I will—later today when I get home from work.”

Foggy was satisfied with your answer, the two of you said your goodbyes and he left, however he didn’t go very far, just far enough away where you couldn’t hear him and called Matt.

“I just want you to know that I felt incredibly dirty asking her all those questions but I got the name you wanted—Billy Russo.”

Matt said “thank you, Foggy.” And he hung up.

Trying to dig up dirt on Billy wasn’t going well—on paper he was clean. His service records, his company, Matt was coming up empty. There had to be something—or did he just want there to be something?

Now you were sitting alone with your thoughts, the two men heavy on your mind. Hopefully Matt would understand when you explain that the reason you went out with Billy was because you thought he was out with someone else but then your thoughts moved on to Billy and how much you liked him too but he needed to know how you feel about Matt.

Before you agreed to go out with Billy, you explained the situation with Matt and you didn’t quite know what was going on and then you heard Billy’s voice in your head “You’d never have to guess what our relationship status is if you were with me.” He’s not wrong, you shouldn’t have to guess and both of you should have talked about it and not kept it inside but it’s too late for that now, you needed to talk to Matt, and soon.

After clocking out for the day, feeling exhausted, you made your way home, and all you wanted was to kick your shoes off and relax with a glass of wine. You had every intention of calling Matt when you got home, however the wine induced nap you had got in the way of that phone call and you woke up to the sound of your phone ringing. Hoping it was Matt, you turned the phone over and looked at the screen “Billy Russo” and your stomach dropped, just out of pure nerves but you answered anyway. “Hey Billy, how are you?”

“Well hey there beautiful…I got worried for a minute when you didn’t answer my text.”

You didn’t hear the text notification while you were sleeping. “Oh my goodness, I am so sorry, I fell asleep after I got home and I didn’t hear my phone.”

You could tell he had a smile on his face. “Well I was in the neighborhood and I thought I’d drop by and say hello, I’m downstairs.”

“Oh you are?” Genuinely surprised, you sat up on the couch and then got up and went to the door. “Ok, well come on up, I’ll buzz you in.”

I guess the phone call to Matt will have to wait.

Billy brought over beer and some food from the bar close to your apartment, they made the best chicken wings. After your first date, he seemed to have picked up that maybe you weren’t a super fancy restaurant kind of girl and you were happy just eating bar food and drinking beer.

You greeted him at the door with a smile and wearing your fuzzy slippers and lounge pants, so embarrassing. He walked through the doorway, kissing your forehead and asking you…”Would you mind holding this stuff for a minute while I take my shoes off?” He’s making himself at home? Or is he just being polite as to not track dirt into your apartment?

Matt hadn’t even been up to your apartment yet and here you were with another man that you’d only been on one date with, what were you doing?!!

But you ignored your inner voice. “Go ahead and have a seat on the couch, I’ll get some plates and glasses.”

He took the food and beer back from you after removing his shoes…”No, no let me help you.”

You apologized for your appearance. “I’m sorry for the way I look, obviously I wasn’t expecting to see anyone after I got home.”

Billy laughed a little—“Don’t apologize, I think you look adorable.”

After finishing a drink, enjoying the food, and asking each other how the day was, you could feel your cheeks getting warm as you asked him—“What made you come over here, Billy?”

“I just wanted to see you, is that wrong?” His voice was low and tender and he grinned like a Cheshire cat.

“You did?” You were always so surprised when anyone wanted to actually be around you. Billy was so handsome, your self-esteem wasn’t very high, and you felt like you didn’t quite measure up.

“Why is it so hard for you to believe that I really like you and want to spend time with you?” He asked with a puzzled look on his face.

Always the skeptic, you still felt the need to say “You weren’t just in the neighborhood though, were you. ANVIL isn’t anywhere close to my apartment and I—“

But he cut you off with his lips brushing against yours, both hands cupping the sides of your face, you closed your eyes and dissolved completely into his kiss. He leaned back onto the arm of the couch, you were on top of him now, allowing his tongue access to your mouth and yours intertwining with his.

Stroking his beard with your thumbs, you could still taste the beer on his soft but firm lips and then shifted your hands from his face to his hair so you could brush your fingers through it. One of his hands moved to the back of your head, into your hair and you went to push his suit jacket off of his shoulders.

What were you doing? What about Matt? The little voice in the back of your head was nagging you but Billy felt so good. His other hand progressed from your cheek to the hem of your shirt and you felt his long slender fingers trace up and down your lower back.

Nervously, you loosened his tie and started to unbutton his dress shirt while his hand traveled from your hair, down your back, and around to the front of your lounge pants. His fingers started to untie them but before he could feel just how wet you were for him, you snapped out of the spell you seemed to be under and felt like you had to come clean.

“Billy…Billy.” You whispered in his ear as his lips went down to your neck and you pulled away from him. “I’m sorry—I need to stop.” He looked completely deflated as you were fighting back tears, you felt awful.

“Billy, I’m sorry but I can’t do this.”

He wasn’t angry, he seemed genuinely concerned, as he caressed your shoulders.

“Ok, ok—can you tell me what’s wrong? Did I move too fast?”

You moved a stray piece of hair away from his face and grazed his beard with your thumb. “Oh no, no, it’s nothing you did. It has everything to do with me, I’m sorry.”

With his long legs still on either side of you, the two of you sat up slowly and he placed one leg on the floor and ran his fingers through his hair and he looked at you through his long thick lashes while you talked.

“Remember that ‘complicated’ relationship I mentioned? Well I’m trying to figure things out with Matt, I feel terrible because I do really like you too. It just wouldn’t be fair to you if we went any further. Please Billy, I never wanted to hurt you.”

He kissed you again, his lips were red from a combination of your leftover lipstick and kissing you furiously but again, he wasn’t angry.

“Hey, it’s ok y/n—really it is. I’m just glad you told me before I fell for you even harder than I already have.” He said through a slight smile.

His words gutted you, the dejected look he had on his face was something that you never thought you’d be the cause of. It wasn’t your intention to hurt him like this, your heart was usually the one getting broken not the other way around.

Before you could say anything else, he got up from the couch, put his suit jacket back on and walked towards the door. While he was putting his shoes on, he told you—“Ya know, a lot of women when they meet me think I’m damaged or broken because of my time in the service or being a foster kid. You gave me a chance, I just wish I could have met you before Matt did. He’s a lucky guy.”

As he said that, he opened your door, turned around to give you one last kiss on the forehead and was ready to take off down the stairs.

“Billy…I really am sorry.”

He smiled, his dark brown eyes stared at you for a minute before he said “I sure hope Matt knows what he has.” And with that, he winked and disappeared down the stairs.

After Billy left, you had a good cry on the couch. But then decided to compose yourself and try and call Matt, not noticing how late it was, he didn’t answer though. While cleaning the kitchen, you couldn’t get either one of them off your mind and after your shower, trying to fall asleep was even more difficult.

The cold night air woke you up, you didn’t remember leaving the window open considering it was October. And it wasn’t just the chilly air that woke you up, it was the crash you heard coming from your living room. You got out of bed with your baseball bat in your hands and tip toed out from your bedroom and there he was, dressed all in black, the Devil of Hell’s Kitchen—in your living room.

“I know who you are but what are you doing here?” Before he could answer, and noticing he was holding his chest, you thought you heard the slightest of drip noises. “Are you—bleeding?”

The Devil had a low voice, almost a whisper as he staggered towards you—“yes sweetheart, I need your help.”

“Sweetheart?” That tone was so familiar—“Matt?!!! Oh no, you’re hurt!! What happened?!!”

His breathing was heavy when he collapsed on to the floor—“Your boyfriend—he cut me, he got me pretty good too. AH!”

“Boyfriend? Were you spying on me?!! Matty what are you talking about?” There was panic and slight anger in your voice as you fell on your knees beside him.

“Russo—I followed him—he must have sensed I was tailing him because he ducked into a warehouse after he left your place and he got the jump on me, I don’t know how but he did.”

You couldn’t believe what you were hearing and seeing right now. “Ok he’s not my boyfriend, first of all and what did he stab you with!?” You thought about it for a second, how did he know Billy’s name? Foggy said the rumor was I had a date but no mention of a name—Dammit, Foggy told him! You’ll have to worry about that later.

“I didn’t notice any kind of weapon on him when he was here earlier. I don’t understand, Matt!”

His breathing became labored and he had a hard time spitting words out. “It came out of no--nowhere, from under--underneath his sleeves, he must have hid it in his--his outside coat. He’s not the person you think he is, sweetheart.” And that was the last thing Matt said before he passed out.

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[kittlesandbugs]

FHR Flash Prompt: Dog’s eye view

Pairing: None

Warnings: None! :D Spoon POV

Word Count: 518

Prompt: Write a piece about your step from the perspective of Spoon 

sniff sniff sniff

The city always smells so interesting. Not like the track and the fields. Trot alongside Dad like a good boy, leash loose and easy as you take it all in. Food you can't have, people, big machines, food you can't have, more people, smoke, sewers, more food you can't have…

Oh!!  You know where you're going. Dog park today!!! 

Friends to play with, things to chase, other people, nice people, more smells, balls, and maybe…

sniff sniff sniff

Her!!! And she has food you can have!!! 

You smell her at the gate, her and the food, not faint, new, not far ahead. Tug on the leash, hop, c'mon let's gooooooo and Dad laughs. 

"Easy, boy!  Okay, go on ahead."

He unclips the leash when you sit like a good boy, mostly, tail can't stop, and oh boy, time to go. Zoom zoom zoom to the bench where she sits, your nose knows the way. 

She's sad, angry, always there, but melts, fades small, shadows in high sun when she sees you, feels you. Tickles your head with your singsong name when she spots you. Zoom around the bench, she laughs, yes yes yes you smell it, she has it, the bag, it's in the bag with food you can't have. 

You know the rules, but too excited!!! Vigorous hands on your head, rub rub rub your ears, feels so good, scratches down your back, but you don't jump on her because you're a good boy and good boys get food!!! She comes to you instead, leans down for kisses and her head glows even brighter as you give them. You taste her, salt, sugar, pastry, food she ate and you can't have. Circle circle circle under her hands, she itches your back, always knows the itches, so good, throw yourself on the ground for a belly rub and oh that feels amazing. 

Dad plods up to the bench, slow, so slow!!! He takes the seat next to her and you sit at attention because she has to ask Dad about the food and you're a good boy and good boys get food!!! 

She asks and Dad says yes, of course yes, because you're a good boy and she crinkles the paper bag and you sit, mostly still, a good boy, tail thump thump thumps on the ground and that's okay and you're a good boy and you got food!!! 

Soooooo goooooood, crunchy and peanut buttery and sweet, chomp chomp chomp and oh it's all gone. 

sniff sniff sniff 

No more peanut butter in the bag, something else, but she tickles your head with a no, that's hers, and okay, she can have her food too because she's good. Angry and sad, but sometimes Dad is too, but he's good and she's good. 

She says something to Dad in words you don't know, mostly, you know ball!!! And he chuckles, you love that good good sound, and he pulls the ball from his pocket and gives it to her and you know you know you know, it's coming, yes the ball is flying!!! 

Time to play!!!

[drabbles-mc]

jumping back into the world of my favorite long-game couple 😌

“You know when I gave you a key to my apartment it was so you could water my plants when I was away.” -> lmaoooo Javi is truly such a little shit. Reader is LAMENTING, Javi. 😂

“And I don’t have plants because when I went to Mexico you killed them all.” -> the way this made me absolutely CACKLE. she had ONE JOB.

“Yup. But the rules don’t apply when you’re extremely understaffed.” -> hanging my head in understanding. reader, my girl, the way i feel this in the deep depths of my soul.

“Beer and poptarts, you know I have a friend whose a nurse who would tell me that’s not a healthy diet.” He smirked. -> the way all of your dialogue has me absolutely cheesing in the best most intense way possible. they flow so easily together I'm in love

“I didn’t go through nursing classes to push paper as a secretary and get hit on by men with the I.Q. of a pigeon, Peña.” -> LMAO. Good for her. GOOOOOOOD for her.

“All I’m saying is I’ve never seen Superman and you in the same room at the same time.” -> the way i will NEVERRRRR get tired of a title drop in a fic.

Javi and reader have my whole soul i love them so much

Superman (3)

Javier Peña x F!Reader

Word Count: 1k

Summary: 5 times Character A (Javi) helped Character B (Reader), and one time Character B (Reader) helped character A (Javi).  Javi helps you get a job.

Friends dealing with work.

A/N: This is part 3 of 6 of this mini series I’ve had on the back burner for months!!! Just a little childhood friends to lovers. <3 

Warnings: All my fics are 18+ regardless of content. Cursing, pining, angst, drinking, mentions of death, dying, nursing, coding, etc.

Narcos Taglist: @drabbles-mc @narcolini​ @justreblogginfics

Part 1, Part 2

“Everything hurts.” The groan that left your mouth as you collapsed on the couch was one of mental and physical pain. 

Javi looked over the book that was in his hand to look at you. 

“When I finished residency, I knew work was going to be insane, but I didn’t expect for them to make me charge nurse while I’m still in my first probationary year. I also thought I’d get used to the 16 hour shifts but I think they actually get worse each one I do.” 

“You know when I gave you a key to my apartment it was so you could water my plants when I was away.” He was staring at you over the book still. 

“First of all, you don’t have plants. Second, since when could you read?” 

The glare Javi gave you was one of annoyance. 

“Did. I mean since when did you read?” You laughed as you melted more into the couch. 

“Since work needs me to do research on something.” He was tossing the book to the side and adjusting himself to be sitting on the couch verse lying. His arms rested on his knees before he was standing up and retreating to the kitchen. “And I don’t have plants because when I went to Mexico you killed them all.” He was handing you a cold can of beer from over your shoulder before making his way back to his original spot. “So what happened during your shift?” 

“My patient. He coded 4 times tonight.” 

“I thought the rule was if you’re a charge nurse you don’t have patients?” Javi was trying to remember back to when you explained the nuances of your job when you first started. 

“Yup. But the rules don’t apply when you’re extremely understaffed.” You cracked open the beer and took a huge sip. 

“Did he make it?” Javi asked his elbows resting on his knees. 

“When I left he was critical but we’re hoping by morning he’ll be stable. Just a waiting game.” 

“How many times have you called the next shift's charge nurse?” Javi knew you so well. 

“Only twice.” You frowned at him. “I can’t help it, I’m concerned.” 

“Yea I am too, for your well being.” Javi was placing his own beer can on the coffee table. 

“What are you reading for work?” You changed the topic. 

“All the Presidents Men.” He held the book up for you to see. 

“Planning on investigating Nixon?” You frowned before standing up to go to Javi’s kitchen to grab food. 

“Just curious how they did it.” Javi answered you as he stared down at the book before getting up to meet you in the kitchen. 

“Why do you keep your pop tarts in the fridge?!” You turned around with the package in your hand, your other hand resting on the fridge. 

“They’re better cold.” Javi brought himself to lean against the counter. 

You shook your head, grabbing the poptart and placing it in the toaster oven on his counter. 

On his way over to the kitchen, Javi must have placed the book on the kitchen island. As you waited for your pop tart to be warmed up you stared at it. The greatest reporting story of all time. 

“You wanna be this.” Your voice was solemn now, realizing why Javi was reading this. Your finger landed on the cover of the book before looking up at him.

“A reporter? No.” He made a face before sipping on his beer. 

“I mean, in the thick of it all. Bringing down the bad guys.”  You were still staring at him.

“I mean, there’s a lot of shit behind the scenes you know, to be apart of it, help people in the process, seems like the right thing to do.” 

“You still don’t see it.” You said with a telling smile on your face.

The toaster oven dinged, you didn’t have time to continue asking him questions because he took the timer as a way to change the topic. 

“Beer and poptarts, you know I have a friend whose a nurse who would tell me that’s not a healthy diet.” He smirked. 

“Yea?” You smiled back at him. “She sounds like a piece of work.” 

“She’s not all that bad.” He stared over at you and winked. “You know, I could get you a job at the county government office.” 

“I didn’t go through nursing classes to push paper as a secretary and get hit on by men with the I.Q. of a pigeon, Peña.” You walked over to him, poptart plate in hand and jumped up on the counter next to where he was standing. 

“I mean as nurse. There’s a few positions. I think they’ve got like a travel nurse thing. They send you out to different places.” He shrugged. 

“You’re kidding me.” You froze to stare at him. 

“You’d probably have to train for another year but I could put the word in. You’d also have to push paper, like a lot of paper in your first year but once you’re in the field, it’ll be mostly just treating people.” He explained, like he had thought this through.

“You looked into this.” You said a smile forming on your face. 

His tongue clicked inside his mouth and his head shook. “I heard someone talking and it seemed like something up your alley so I asked around about it, okay?” 

You grabbed onto his arm and squeezed him tight. “You know this means we’ll be working together right?” 

“There’s worse things in the world.” He chuckled looking down at the ground. “What were you saying before?” 

You weren’t expecting him to bring it up but you knew exactly what he was talking about. 

“All I’m saying is I’ve never seen Superman and you in the same room at the same time.” Your hands twisted out from being wrapped around his arm and raised in innocence. 

The laugh he let out was genuine. You hadn’t heard him laugh like that in a while, maybe it should’ve been a clue as to what was in store for the both of you if you took this job at the government office, but for now you’d just relish in the moment with your best friend, your superman. 

[rhenuvee]

Just Lost (George Weasley x reader)

Request:  hhii could i request a scenario with george weasley and his girlfriend talking about something really passionately and george just gets really lost in her eyes and says something like "God i want to marry you right now" extra cute and fluffy, thankyou so much stay safe and healty <3 

Hey thank you so much for sending a request! I hope you are safe and healthy as well, and sorry for taking so long with this.

A/N: No, I do not know if Alicia Angelina or Katie have been to an amusement park before.

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It was an exhausting week for you and everyone at Hogwarts. The OWLs were just around the corner, and with the teachers finishing lessons so quickly, it was hard to keep up and absorb as much information.

Currently you were in the common room getting a headache at all your textbooks and papers sprawled out on the low table, huffing as you couldn’t even know where to begin.

“Studying?” asked a girl who made out to be Angelina Johnson who made her way towards the seat next to you.

“Yeah, I don’t even know what my name is.” you joked lightly. Alicia and Katie came over as well.

“Need help studying, (y/n)?” asked Katie.

“Don’t you guys need to study too?”

“We can study together!” suggested Alicia.

You spent a few minutes of organizing your notes, the four of you finally got a start of studying for the exams. It was gonna be a long week. You were deep in thought when suddenly some familiarly loud voice entered from the portrait hole.

“GOOOOOOOD EVENING LADIES!!!” announced Fred and George with their arms comically wide open. Several other students made faces, either scoffing at making so much noise or snorting for being embarrassing. You happened to fit into the first group.

“George, Fred, shut up will you?” you said partially joking. The girls giggled, making you give them a look for laughing for their loud remark.

“Sorry darling, just wanted to make sure you know when I’m in the same room as you.” said George plopping down on the couch next to you, wrapping an arm around your waist.

“Oh believe me, I know.” you retorted, smiling when you could see your boyfriend chuckle himself in the corner of your eye. 

“Ew studying? Count me out.” said Fred putting his hands up in surrender and jogging to his dorm as if to escape.

“So what were you two up to?” Katie asked George. You still focused on your paper, but letting your free hand hold his as you listened to the conversation.

“No good probably.” you replied. George perked up at your statement immediately and pinched your nose. You giggled and pulled away from his grip.

“Actually-” he said, sitting up a lot straighter. “I’ll have you girls know, I’m always on my best behaviour.”

“Right...” said Angelina shaking her head. 

“Did this best behaviour have anything to do with Ron and spiders?” you asked, knowing your boyfriend too well. He opened his mouth to say something, then closed it.

“And if it does?” he quipped, curious of what direction you’d take it in.

“Then, that means my boyfriend is normal.” you said kissing his cheek lightly. George and Fred (surprisingly) did not prank Ron today, but despite that he wouldn’t waste an opportunity to play around with you.

“Then I one hundred percent pranked Ron with a toy spider.” he said proudly. You chuckled at this, the girls shaking their heads at each other also knowing George wouldn’t do any less.

“Anyway, how was your day love?” George asked.

“It was alright, but this week’s gonna be full of books and my hand is probably gonna fall off from writing.” you sighed.

“Well, I don’t wanna bother you then...” he said. Your heart throbbed, you knew you had to study but you wanted him to stay. Your boyfriend’s support- even if it meant making cheesy remarks was all you wanted. But as you were about to tell him to stay, it seems like he already had that in mind.

“... with that being said-” George reposition his whole six foot self on the couch so that his head rested in your lap. You thought it was quite silly that George’s legs had to squeeze in so much so he could fit and be comfortable.

You rolled you eyes and ran your hands through his hair, which looked even more fiery red due to the light of the fireplace.

“Goodnight then Georgie.” you said sweetly.

“‘Night darling.” he said closing his eyes. 

Throughout the evening you managed to get a decent amount of studying done. You also took breaks with the girls talking about things like rethinking your life choices such as why you decided to take potions and torture yourself.

“When this year is over, I can’t wait for the summer holidays.” said Angelina with a relaxed sigh in her tone. 

“We should totally hangout together sometime.” you suggested, while writing the last of the lesson’s notes. 

“Where should we go?”

“Maybe the beach? It would be so fun eating ice cream and swimming.” said Alicia. The three of you nodded with words of agreement. You could only imagine the things you could do relishing in the sunlight with your friends.

“We should go to Angie’s house, she has a nice couch.” said Katie. Angelina playfully slapped her arm and rolled her eyes. You and Alicia lauged- it was a running joke that ever since Katie went to Angelina’s once, that her couch was apparently very comfortable.

“Or the amusement park? It might be a long drive but it would be so much fun.” you suggested. 

“The amusement park? I’ve never been to one before.” said Alicia sheepishly. The rest of you gasped dramatically and yelled ALICIA as if to say “oh my god.” You didn’t notice that it happened to wake up your sleepy boyfriend who’s head was still on your lap.

“The amu- what now?”

“GEORGE- you scared me.” you said clutching your chest and looking down where his sleepy eyes were slowly opening. 

“Sorry darling.” he said sweetly, bringing his hand up to stroke your cheek. You sighed in content, how lucky were you to be with George.

“So what’s this about an amoo-whatever park?” he asked, still resting in your lap.

If this was looked at from a distance, you, Angelina and Katie would look like maniacs, talking your arses off about amusement parks as Alicia shrunk into her seat looking both horrified but amazed.

“Hello? George are you listening to me?”

To George though, you never looked more pretty. 

When you started dating, George always loved hearing you talk since you were naturally more quiet before warming up to him. He loved the reactions you made when he said something that he definitely wouldn’t say in front of his mom, and especially the smile from when he made you happy. Seeing you so passionate and excited about something felt really special to George. 

You couldn’t remember what you were in the middle of talking about, whether it was about funnel cake or the roller coasters. 

“God, I want to marry you right now.” 

Your mouth dropped, along with the other girls’. You couldn’t help the furious blush coating your cheeks as you relished in what your boyfriend just said. It wasn’t until a few seconds later he seemed to realize what he said.

“Well what are you waiting for lover boy?” interrupted Fred who burst out from his dorm again. George groaned, blushing himself. The girls cooed at how cute you two were being.

“George...” you said covering your blush with your hand. 

“Oh Merlin... I didn’t- I mean I did but...” George stumbled over his words as he got up from his sleeping position and rested his head down on your shoulder as if to scold himself for blurting that out.

“I just got so lost in your eyes.” he said blushing and smiling apologetically.

“Yeah or maybe you’re just lost in general.” you said trying to get rid of the red. The girls giggled.

“Ah, young love...- all of us better be the bridesmaids.” teased Alicia.

“You- oh quiet you guys, we’re not talking about that. ANYWAY, FUNNEL CAKE!” you announced as George naturally clung onto you by wrapping his arms around you. The girls and you continued the conversation, until George whispered something in your ear, and you’d be lying if it didn’t make your heart swell.

“After all this, I definitely plan to marry you... 

“...And we can go to that a-museum-mint park thing.”

[oakfern]

hi mini journalish post

i've read so many books recently! favorites were the Locked Tomb series and All Our Hidden Gifts (i bought the second book but i haven't had time to read it yet!). i'm also about halfway thru The Library of the Dead and i like it immensely

i'm also playing the RPG eastward!!!! it's so goooooood. the art is amazing. i just finished chapter one

even tho i've been super swamped with school and work this semester i'm proud of myself for finding time for self care-ish stuff like reading and video games. next goal is to actually make time for legit paper journaling. slightly impeded by the fact that i want to make my own journal, and i keep Not Assembling it. but soon

[beels-burger-babe]

"This is a velociraptor. Lotsa people say they were really smart but they weren't, they were like big chickens"

The child explained, holding up the self-drawn picture of a dinosaur she'd made.

"They came to moms knee at best, they were really tiny! Utahraptors were the really big once" she continued as she searched for a picture of the beast from the large pile of dinosaurs she'd doodled, copied from the book she'd borrowed from the libary, each dinosaur having a little factsheet and a human drawn next to them to show the size difference.

The red haired prince only hummed in responce, looking over the pictures as he held them with care.

"What wonderful pieces of art you've drawn"

"You can keep one, if you'd like"

She begun to dig through the papers again, pulling out a picture of a Diabloceratops

"He kinda sounds like you" was her only explanation.

...

Basically, in short, tiny child tells the prince of hell dinosaur facts, then gives him a fursona

Also not Diavolo getting a life sized Diabloceratops

OH THIS IS SO PURE! 😭😭😭 Oh my gooooooodness 🥺