#they tried to use ai 😭😭😭

[mochiwrites]

anyone feeling like it's one of those days where the smallest thing can make you burst into tears

[rafyki]

Honestly the main reason I hate that I can't draw is bc I can't draw my OCs 😔 my children... they only exist in my head and I can't show them to anyone 😔

[theygender]

I finally got Baldur's Gate 3 but why does my gaming laptop run it like ass 😭

[hislittleraincloud]

Partial face reveal? If I do one singular cartwheel will you do a full one😼

Of course not. I must remain my Masked Self, given how nasty I know some of my detractors are about my work/writings.

At least I know you're not either of the ficwives. They know what I look like. 💀

I will tell you that I share a name with one of the characters that I've been writing about. Which one...you might be tickled to learn, or say that it tracks. (No, not 'Wednesday' 🙄. One of the male characters.)

[catsupport]

The Pawly Parable

Some alts below

With Collar and not because choices are hard (tsp fan irony)

this ad I got for that one cat game is literally narrator and stanley

[charmre]

Gotta figure out an emerging technology/phenomenon and "how to capitalize on it," and make a powerpoint on it if I want to apply for my masters :/

[ham1lton]

The one time lando tried to soft launch secretyn everyone clowned him bc they said he was stealing images from Pinterest “yeaaa aint no way you bagged all of that”

He even decided to tell a journalist “yes i am in a happy relationship” and the grid was like “yes happy and imaginary** relationship”

author’s note: sorry i was so late responding. i wanted to make this into a mini smau. hope u enjoy <3

faceclaim: havana rose liu <3

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user1: bro got an ai gf 🤦‍♂️

-> landonorris: FUCK OFF!!!!! NO I DIDN’T 😡

user2: he using pinterest pics 😭😭😭

-> landonorris: i took these thank you very much. in PERSON. because she’s my girlfriend. so i see her very often, in PERSON.

user3: she’s way too pretty for him like bffr

-> landonorris: i have charm 😋

-> user3: it’s spelt MONEY 😃

-> user10: it’s spelt CHATGPT PHOTO GENERATOR 😃

user4: how much is he paying you yourusername?

-> landonorris: i’m not paying her?? she’s real?? we’re in love.

user5: you can literally see where he got this from some hot girl’s ig. like bro it’s okay to be single 😭😭😭

-> landonorris: i’m not single??? she’s my gf??

oscarpiastri: see what happens when you huff too much car fumes guys. you start hallucinating shit. why do you think sebastianvettel supports environmentalism?

-> landonorris: STOP?!

georgerussell63: hi lando. check your dms please.

-> landonorris: my mental health won’t affect my driving hello?! my girlfriend is REAL.

-> georgerussell63: … why yes, of course she is 😃

user6: i believe you lando :)

-> landonorris: thank you!

-> user7: they also believe that zayn is the worst vocalist in one direction. really wouldn’t take their opinion seriously.

-> landonorris: FUCK!

user8: no way in hell.

-> user9: he kidnapped her. we need to free this woman from lando’s bitchless clutches.

-> landonorris: SHE HAS NOT BEEN KIDNAPPED.

-> user9: then why would SHE date YOU 🤨

-> landonorris: BECAUSE 😡

mclaren: we support your relationship lando! 🧡

-> landonorris: thank you mclaren admin 😁👍🏼

-> mclaren: so will she appear on a screen at your games? if she’s ai? just so we’re prepared. that’s all. i’ll pass it to our tech team.

-> landonorris: i’m moving teams.

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((yn sends in a anonymous message to ham1ltonshaderoom confirming that lando’s gf is in fact 100% ai just to see the reactions.))

[loveriotss]

haiii if possible, could u do the bf! hcs + txts with izuku with someone who's personality is like ai from oshi no ko if not it's totally fine still tysm :3

HCS + TXTS WITH HIM AS YOUR BOYFRIEND ⸻ izuku midoriya

INCLUDES — gn! reader, fluff, crack, headcannons, social media au

main masterlist — mha masterlist ༊*·˚

: ̗̀➛ click here to read other character versions

THE MOST SWEETEST BF EVER!!!!

will send you a good morning and night message everyday.

you know how he tends to ramble irl? he does the same thing on text! he’d just keep typing and typing and wouldn’t even realize how lengthy the message has gotten until he sent it.

chronically online.

all that time spent on social media keeping up with all might updates slowly progressed to him knowing internet references and brain rot.

he won’t use it as much in his speech though. he tries to but overthinks it and ends up going against it, scared that he may have gotten the meaning wrong.

he enjoys spending time with you, just him and you on a cute little date like checking out new all might merch, going to arcades, browsing through bookstores or spa/self care dates in the dorms.

all this helps relax the two of you from the stress of school and hero activities. 

he also asks you to spar with him and sometimes y'all use quirks.

this gets you both a sufficient training done and a bonus for izuku as he can take notes in his hero journal. 

if you ever got even the slightest scratch during these fights he would completely panic and would keep apologizing over and over again.

will make sure you’re okay and comfortable even hours later when you’re about to go to bed

he prefers calls over texts because he likes how close he can your voice when on the phone.

his instagram has little snippets of his life. just normal things like daily life, hangouts, school life etc.

he posts you too! on special days and also out of the blue when he secretly takes pictures of you on dates.

he has another account dedicated to all might.

he will always like and comment on your posts no matter what they may be.

NOTE — hi nonniee im sorry for the lateass post ive been prepping for school since my summer break's almost over 😭. i tried implementing ai's personality into reader as much as i can and it was a bit hard but i hope you like it!! (ps: i actually died making the all might parts)

©loveriotss — all rights reserved to me. please don’t try to copy/steal my work. please do not use any of my ideas/translate my work without my permission.

[amourrs]

well since u asked… i think ellie loves like little acts of service. like: you get out of the shower and need your hair out of ur face? ellie’s braiding it right now. 🥰

this is honestly just a little brain dump but i added in a few short ai audios at the end (under the cut) because i couldn’t resist ♡ fem!reader, fluff

yes this is so true im sobbing… thinking about modern ellie and the way that she definitely had to learn how to do ur hair via countless tutorials etc because she is not at all used to even thinking about her own hair. if it looks vaguely non-bird’s-nest she calls it a day… she probably uses a bright orange plastic tangle teezer. i shudder to think. but i do think she is the type to be so horrendously down bad that would really make an effort and learn the order all the products go in and how to do countless different hairstyles so you never have to go to a salon again.

don’t get me wrong… at first she’s abysmal- you’ll never trust her with a straightener again after the Great Incident of Friday 12th (“uhh. babe. is your hair supposed to sizzle and smell funny when i straighten it?” “ellie, what the fuck?!” “smells like that time i tried to cook sausages.” “ellie!!!!” “is that bad? oh, fuck.”) and the way your whole scalp started itching when she tried to wash your hair with a clarifying shampoo she bought on aliexpress? you were so mad she thought she was going to lose another finger and had to sleep over at jesse’s for two days whilst u cooled off 😭😭

but eventually she gets the hang of it, hands twisting deftly as she weaves strands of hair around one another to create beautiful patterns across your scalp. after she’s done she presses a kiss to your forehead. “you look beautiful, babe.” you’re still a little wary, but ellie turns you around to face the mirror with a little “voila! do you like it?” and a jazz hands motion and you love it and the fact that ellie cares enough to learn this stuff for you so so much. in fact, you think you’re about to cry, but then all of a sudden you hear an agitating, grating voice… “sooo… you gonna let me try the straighteners again?” hopefully your death glare should be a good enough answer… or the fact that you threw the tangle teezer towards her head for good measure.

[yue-chan077]

( #WINDBREAKER #ウィンブレ )

"Would you like to climb the stairs of Adulthood with me...?

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And-- I finally drew Suo a fanart 🏃✨💙

I decided to draw him on the magazine cover illustration outfit! which was him and Sakura on a Chinese attire ! ✨

Aye let's have a fun story telling~ ! I have been invited to this fandom by my sibling specifically because Suo existed here 👌😭✨ ngl-- he looks so close to a certain character I took obsession for 🏃 (so it wasn't impossible to not like him--esp his va was my favorite!~)

Ayooo~ it's so good to be back in this other artstyle of mine! 🙇‍♀️✨ haven't tried it in a while and I thought it would suit suo best ! so I had to 🤭✨

anyway-- be back to my wips~ 🏃🏃🏃

(DO NOT REPOST USE PRINT TRACE MY ARTWORK/ AI IS PROHIBITED)

#YueArt

[theloveinc]

any hobie and/or miguel icks? 😟

whoever sent this: thank you + i ADORE you. i hope you don't mind i'm switching up the formatting/style a it in comparison to my older icks... shorter list, more detailed <3

(warning: some fem terms used at the end, such as “mama!”)

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Miguel O'Hara

- This guy... has some long ass toenails. Type of toenails that poke you at night in bed, and tear holes in his socks.

It's maybe somewhat related to the claw thing he's got going on? Has a lot stronger and faster-growing nails than the average person... but the real problem here is that he's TERRIBLE about clipping them. Claims it doesn't bother him even remotely and that you're the one overreacting when you ask him to... but hardly anything gets through to him about it. You probably even offer to do it for him one day, thinking the offer of a foot massage would sway his thinking and that it'd actually work... but he fought you on that just as easy...!!!

...which is how you came to the conclusion that you have a man who'll even argue w/ you over toenails. Petty boy.

- Miguel is also tired 24/7. AND yeah, it's pretty hard to be un-sympathetic towards that, but he's tired in the... I'm-gonna-prioritize-this-one-last-email-over-saying-goodnight-to-you way. Which gets real irritating when you're asking him to help you out w/ anything, like cleaning up or answering a question or JUST HAVING A DAMN CONVERSATION W/ YOU and he's using "I'm tired" as an excuse when his response is shitty or distracted.

Like one of those stupid guys whose always squinting at their damn iPad when you ask what he wants for dinner... which is ironic given that he'll get snippy at you for not giving him your full, entire attention whenever he wants it. Type of man to start picking imaginary lint off your head when you're simply trying to finish up a text before engaging him so that you aren't distracted.

- Odd about Lyla. Not that he loves her or anything, but she'll like pop up to give him updates about whatever even if you're MID-MAKEOUT session and he won't change that setting. Pulling away from your lips all pouty and squinty only to glare at his watch for thirty seconds before trying to go right back into kissing you.

No. No sir.

(Lyla will also always say something to or-but-usually-and about you, which... Okay, she's an AI and doesn't Get It... but it's still weird because it feels like someone you don't know just walked into the room.)

- Picks his nose when he's too busy to find a tissue, and forgets to sanitize his hands after. Denies this when you tell him.. but you've witnessed this multiple times (he's weirdly kind of whiney for a dude and lazy for a workaholic LOL).

Hobie Brown

- Lovely boyfriend because he doesn't give a crap about your appearance or the idea of needing to "look nice" for a man... but also stupid, nuisance boyfriend because this means he doesn't give one hoot if you try to get all gussied up for him. Nags you about wasting time getting ready because he doesn't need you to do all that instead of just saying "THANK YOU, YOU LOOK NICE." Even probably complains about you feeding into gender stereotypes or w/e when you do something like shave your legs or pluck your eyebrows😭

You try to talk to him about this, ask if he even cares that you tried to look nice, and he skirts around admitting it because he has an argument for everything. "'oughta know I think you're pretty either way"-ass when you just spent an hour trying to look all good for him.

- Tries to share the most obscure music with you... which is like, sweet in concept, but weird when it actually happens since it's never like a generic love song but an eleven minute underground jam session.

Which isn't to say he has bad taste in music, usually it's fine if not fantastic... but you try to tell him you don't want to listen to some dude's first draft of himself banging on a drum set for a full album and he's like: "tsk."

HOBIE. TSK??? FUCKING TSK????????? WHAT ABOUT WHAT OTHER PEOPLE LIKE????????

(He'll also use his to get out of listening to your music. Claiming his "inconsistency" is why he liked your playlist yesterday but not today. Stop!!!)

- And you know I gotta say it, he's a punk, after all: absolutely refuses to clean his favorite leather jacket, and it smells RANK. He's genuinely sentimental about it, though... and if you even try to bring up cleaning it somehow (even if very gently), he's acting like you betrayed him. Goes through the five stages of grief over you asking him not to wear it on one of your dates, and teases you by TALKING to it:

"Mumma didn't mean that, jackie. She just doesn't understand our lifestyle, does she?" while giving you a (lighthearted) stink eye.

[thoughtsonkm]

Hot spring buddies

It was a perfect balance of a fun episode but with a lot of domesticity and quirks and all around softness. Their day to day life when they finally found some free time is truly so peaceful and harmonious. They're just attuned to each other. Mischievousness and teasing is always present, they just can't get enough of having fun together.

Where?! Who?! You been where?! With who?!

JK was like: "Excuse me? You went with MY friends? Not ME? What am I chopped liver? 7 years ago you say? OK FINE

GODDAMMIT it's criminal to not do a original song together! It's criminal to not do an album together! Criminal offense! Judge lock em' up!

And Jimin lulling Jungkook to sleep..ah that angel voice 🥹

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"This is our last moment of relaxation" - JK 😭 😭 (I know everything going on was looming on their minds obviously but their hunger to enjoy and live to the fullest until the last minute makes me emo)

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NAH the damn haircut 😂 The way he has perfected the boba ball cut. The juxtaposition of his face/hair with his body is so funyyyy.

*Going to the hair stylist* JK: so.. I did a thing Stylist: fuck, okay let me think, I CAN FIX THIS

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He brought his cards cause he wanted to play only with Jimin since CT. Why do they have to be so adorable about these little supposedly insignificant details 😭

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Look at us. Look how far we've come. Who would've thought?

Okay testosterone calm down, OR DON'T (This was low-key hilarious af tho tbh)

I saw ppl hyperventilating because they were suddenly showing too much (Jimin I'm looking at you) but more than that I think it's nice that they were so relaxed and in their own world, so much so, that they didn't really think much about their every movement.

But also they need to stop with the moaning and grouting every 2 sec tho. Like I get it but? cmon

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Sorry but I live for the little funny details like Jungkook drenching the sea urchin in soy sauce and then putting it in vegetable soup to salvage it.

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As if you can deny this face anything??

Cause you know there's AYS stash but there's a personal stash too obviously.

Oh twin beds? Let us start our lights foreplay

Jungkook's semi romantic struggles continue. Feed yo man Jimin pls!

The whole ski part of the episode looked so fun. I'm sure they had a blast. This is officially the best activity they've tried during this series.

It was so adorable them continuously falling and getting up. Even the crew kept on falling. The snow must've been so thick.

Snow angel

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What in the meta shit is happening next week? I'm not ready to see them react to themselves. In the last episode to the first two episodes? Oh they're out for blood. And I know they're not gonna show what we want to see (ASS SLAP) but still those 5 minutes should be fun.

I wish sapporo would last forever. Weeks passed by so quickly. Why is it only one episode left? And then we're never seeing them again until next year (at least we have hobis discharge and the bts eps)

[wanderlust-in-my-soul]

Currently Watching - August

aka The Masterlist

Because I love a good little list - in alphabetical order! 😊

Regularly updated during the month, latest update 29.08.2024

A little link to my favorite bl-tropes-collection 💙

gif-requests are currently closed🌼

Here you can find all of my gifs.

At the end you can have a look at what we can expect in August with a MDL link and a link for a trailer (if avaible).

This is guaranteed to contain spoilers!

1. 4 Minutes 🇹🇭 (4/8)

Okay. I catched up. I wasn't in the mood for this series, but now I am a little bit hooked. We have a really cute couple here with a really nice love-making-scene. We have a totally messed up relationship of three people, two love each other, two hurt the other one and two are horny for one with very graphic scenes. And yes, I saw it too. Oh, the story itself? Confusing, yet interesting.

2. Cityboy_Log 4.2 🇰🇷 (17/23)

This week was... okayish. They were mostly bonding at a group and doing stuff together. Nothing really happend. They played games, the trouple was cute and JJ tried to act, but really, those moments were more cringe than anything else...

3. First Note of Love 🇹🇼 (4/12)

The looks they gave each other! The constant bickering! The compliments! The necklace as a gift! I see you! I like them. They get more comfortable together and are now forming a band. Hopefully Sea can help Neil getting back on stage without fainting or having a panic attack. I am curious how this whole series will move on, but I am intrigued. But what is that age gap?

4. Hidamari ga Kikoeru 🇯🇵 (10/12)

🥲 I'm fine... the only thing that helped me in the end was the preview for next week. How could he listen to Maya? How? I know why, but still... why? And now Taichi thinks he was just a replacable someone who doesn't mean anything to Kohei 😭 I really don't like it here! And I hope Maya chokes on her words! I don't care that she's going to cry next episode. Right now I still don't like her. Boys! Get your shit together and talk to each other! Please!

5. I Saw You In My Dream 🇹🇭 (7/12)

THIS WHOLE SCENE WAS SO DAMN CUTE!!!!! I like them! And Yu finally collecting his courage to tell Ai, he likes him. I need Ai to tell him he likes him too! But the preview for next week! I can't wait! The best start in my vacation! Do I feel bad for Wann? No, not really. He saw the signs, he got the vibe between Yu and Ai, but he still tried. I guess he is a good guy, but he is not Yu.

6. Seoul Blues 🇰🇷 (3/8)

Well... Our bad boy got together with their mutual friend. Little Mr. Angsty likes our bad boy, but is to afraid what might change, so he didn't take his change when bad boy confessed to him. And of course he now is unsure about bad boy's feelings. And our lady in denial knows that her bad boy doesn't like he like that and I guess she can feel those two are very much into each other, but she still wanna try it and give it a shot. Well... good luck. And while she is thinking about her bad boy thinking about someone else while kissing her, her bad boy is now kissing little Mr. Angsty. I don't know how this friendship can be fixed. There is so much wrong with their entire realtion-/friendship... and I love it!

7. Takara no Vidro 🇯🇵 (9/11)

I started with mixed feelings about this series and I ended up totally loving it! I enjoy this series very much! They talk with each other and they understand each other. They have such a good relationship at this point and I love how Takara is opening up and questioning his plans for the future. Life is unpredictable, love is unpredictable and there can be people who change your plans for the better or worst, but that is something for other shows.

8. The On1y One 🇹🇼 (4/12)

Best chemistry! I love them! I love pounting Wang and this absolutely smitten boy Tian so much! Tian was everything this episode. He couldn't stop looking at Wang and couldn't stop smiling. He is already in love. And Wang uses Tian for learning, but he is slowly falling. And I hope it will be this: he fell first, but he fell harder! Good series!

9. The Trainee 🇹🇭 (8/12)

This was one of the cutest episodes ever and at the same time one of the saddest with the most wholesome break-up ever. Ba-Mhee did something wrong, she apologised and Tae realised that he is part of the problem. I am cusious how they work around this whole story. But Jane and Ryan. Oh the cuteness! I loved every scene with them. And I loved that Jane was jealous and Ryan reassured him. I am a little bit anxious about next week. Guess this was my favorite episode so far!

10. Word of Honor 🇨🇳 (20/36)

Those two flirt a lot and are a married couple. Everyone knows that. And I love and enjoy that! Overall this is such a fun watch and the different sects and intrigues are sometimes a little bit confusing, but interesting. I love this world of martial arts and I love how protective Wen Kexing is over Zhou Zishu. I haven't felt like watching this lately. I wasn't in the right mood.

Finished in August

Series

His Man Season 3 🇰🇷

What was that? I enjoyed the first two seasons so much! And this one felt very manipulated by the production. The secret missions were just there to cause drama and misunderstandings. And othe rparts really felt just boring. I was not really invested in the couples this time. I wish we would have seen more of their friendships. Perhaps that was because the fight between JY and MK was so centred. In the end I am happy MS and MK made it and became a couple. And it is nice that SM and JS got together too. But who thought it was a good idea to keep that "break-up" between YJ and HM in the show? That was just awful to watch! I never saw them vibing together, but a short notice that they decided to stay friends would have been enough. I don't have to see that Hanmin gave the ring back, they made together. I get where he is coming from, but I wish they could have talked about this in private! There were some bad coices of the production which was not favourable for the show! If there is a season 4 I hope it stays away from artificial drama! Just a 7 out of 10 for me.

Century of Love 🇹🇭

We got a happy ending. Hm. Great. I don't know. I guess I wouldn't have mind if San had died. It was a little bit too constructed with the little piece of that stone in the end and the change of heart from the fake Vad... So I am a little bit dissappointed with the ending. Yes, I cried, because I have feelings, but at some points I had to skip parts because there were just too many emotions that clashed in my face. But I am happy for San and Vee. Overall a good 8 out of 10.

Bad Guy 🇰🇷

Honestly? I like cheating stories when my couple wins. In conclusion, I liked this short series. I am curious if we get a second part like with Blue Boys. I would be happy if we could just end it here. The two sad boys finally got their happy ending and can now be enough for each other. I like that. Wish we could see a little bit of their everyday life or how this decision impacts their lifes. I liked it. I give it a 8 out of 10.

Cosmic Playlover 🇯🇵

I enjoyed the show. It felt a little bit rushed, but over all, I enjoyed the plot and the love story. Two men working in the beauty industry and both go their own way and just loving what they do. That was also really good to see! I especially enjoyed the dynamic between these two. And they talked! Sure there was drama, but in the end they talkes to each other and listened to each other and could solve their problems. Such a nice little show. I give it good 8,5 out of 10.

Movie

Short Film

Dropped in August

My Love Mix-Up! 🇹🇭

I guess I've dropped this one. I don't know why exactly. I think it was a cute story and I liked watching it, but right now I don't have the energy to keep going. I will come back to this one when it is finished and when I am in the mood for some fluff.

Looking forward to in August

The Last Time - Trailer (Aug 16th)

The Loyal Pin - Trailer (Aug 4th)

Sugar Dog Life - Trailer (Aug 4th)

Summer Night - Trailer (Aug 5th)

Cosmetic Playlover (Aug 6th)

Monster Next Door - Trailer (Aug 8th)

First Note Of Love - Trailer (Aug 12th)

Addicted Heroin - Trailer (Aug 13th)

Love Beneathe The Stars - Trailer (Aug 16th)

The Paradise Of Thornes - Trailer (Aug 22nd - Thai Cinemas)

The On1y One (Aug 22nd)

Affair - Trailer (Aug 30th)

[senjuroprotectionsquad]

are you able to do some with kokushibo? he's such a elegant stud, so i think he'd be pretty romantic!

KOKUSHIBO'S AI VOICE DEBUT!

I finally got it! I've been slaving away forever trying to get kokushibo's voice to sound right 😭

this person asked for this like a month ago but I was working on him even before that, I tried to use Jonah Scott's voice clips of Way of the House Husband but it wasn't deep enough. (Such a good anime tho oml)

But now the offical english dub clips are out and he is ready! Enjoy!

For Gender Neutral! Listener

[bewiiitched]

Sex doll (chapter six)

⟩ Worst!Logan x mutant!reader

Author's note: I'm triying not to write smut in every chapter but is so hard when this man is so damn hot, ugh, old Logan has me diying. 😭

Also, let me know if you want me to tag you! <3

WARNINGS: +18, MDI, teasing, everyone ships them together, oral sex (m reciving), unprotected sex, creampie, P in V, Dom!worst!Logan, mentions of PTSD, nightmares, angst, dirty talk, age gap ( reader is mid 20's )

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In the days leading up to the dinner party Wade was hosting, it had become a regular occurrence for Logan to stop by the bar where she worked, waiting for her to close and walking her back home, and while she hadn’t asked, she knew Wade must be pestering him about it.

So it’s on one of her days off, when she’d done the favor of picking up a couple of items for the blind AI from the grocery store, that she decides to go up and knock on the door. Hearing footsteps on the other side, the mercenary’s presence greets her, eyes narrowed in suspicion.

“Peanut is not at home,” He says, pretending to be a worried mother and you can see his index finger moving back and forth. “Tsk, tsk, there’s a curfew in this house, he is being irresponsible, young lady.”

She groans as she pushes him aside, forcing her way in and looks at him raising an eyebrow at Vanessa sitting on the couch. They both smile at each other and she leaves the paper bag on the counter as she walks over to hug her, she can hear him snort in the background. “Sweetheart, your favoritism is showing.”

“Oh no no, keep taking the grumpy handsome, there are already too many of us in here and he can get away from this idiot.” She hears AI shout from somewhere in the house and wonders how recently Wade had upset her to earn that response, she also hears the mercenary gasp, and sees him bring his hand to his chest.

“She loves me, the lack of cocaine has her annoyed.”

She rolls her eyes and sighs, touching Vanessa’s shoulder in a loving gesture before walking away and finding the older woman to give her the bag. But as she leaves the room, the mercenary figure stops her and grabs her arm with a dirty look.

“There are no secrets between girls, right? Am I going to have to organize a sleepover for you to give me details?” He asks, wiggling his nonexistent eyebrows and she brings a hand to the bridge of her nose.

“Has he not stabbed you recently?” she asks, seeing his smile widen and hearing the humming that follows.

“I think it’s more accurate that he has stabbed you with something else recently, but hey, I’m not judging.” He gasps when her foot connects directly with his stomach, and she pats his shoulder lightly before walking away, a fake smile tugging at her lips.

“See you at dinner.” She says goodbye and she can hear him mutter something like “bring him back” before closing the door behind her and going back to her apartment.

(...)

However, she ignores Wade’s words and Logan spends more time in her bed as the days pass, it has almost become a routine for the mutant to sleep in her bed even though they both spend the day apart with her working and the mutant spending time in the apartment above or at the bars. They end up in a silent agreement where she gives him a copy of the key to her apartment for those days when he feels like killing Wade, and at some point he tells her an anecdote about how he had ended up shutting him up and now the carpet in the apartment was reddish brown to the disgust of the old woman who had tried to clean it without success.

On the day of the dinner she had decided to change her day off, so she had spent the morning inside her apartment, and when the time comes she can’t help but be a little nervous.

She knocks, and it is Vanessa who greets her with a glass in her hand that she gives in, they both greet each other and her gaze scans the room, in the background she can see some of the X-men and it is an open secret that not only does she not have the best reputation, but her relationship with the group of mutants is far from politness. Her gaze catches Logan's, who is next to a brown-haired teenager and vaguely remembers the mercenary's words about how the original had fathered a daughter.

She makes no move to approach so as not to interrupt and her heart flutters as her gaze softens, somewhat touched by the sight of both of them. However, it does not last too long, since she feels a hand on her shoulder and only knows that it is him.

"See how cute? Wouldn't you like to be a stepmother?" He asks mockingly, and looks at him over her shoulder.

"Have you talked to her about having children yet?" she counters, removing her hand with an innocent smile and he hums, tilting his head.

"Nu-huh. I'd probably get addicted, you know, have 3 or 4 and with my luck they'd come out as blonde as Serena's hair,” He replies in a whisper, even though Vanessa is far from hearing them and a laugh escapes her. “Besides, what kind of hero would I be if I left a poor helpless old lady alone?”

“Mmm, I think it would be more of a relief.” she murmurs, and bows slightly at the elbow the mercenary gives him in the stomach with a gasp.

“Oops.” He says, hands rising in a placating gesture and when she looks up in irritation, she sees him surreptitiously pointing with his chin in the direction of where the mutant who has been sharing his nights for weeks is.

He is alone reclining on the same sofa, with a glass of alcohol in his hand. She reaches out and grabs his hand and Wade practically pushes her forward. “Wilson.”

She growls in a low whisper, and turns to pull away the hand that is resting on her back, a long pinch makes him jerk and he brings his injured arm to his chest.

“Are you going to play coy now? Use that dress for something.”

They both argue in whispers, and between struggles the glass of alcohol she was holding ends up falling on her black dress, soaking a large part of her abdomen.

“I'm going to kill you.” Her gaze travels to him with murderous intentions and Wade steps back almost looking guilty, approaching the table to grab some napkins as she rips them from his hand. She hears him mutter a response, but doesn't finish it when her foot hits his shin with the tip of her heel.

A snort escapes her lips and she dodges the mercenary's friends as she heads towards the bathroom, her nose wrinkling at the smell, and she throws the door open, hearing Vanessa's voice calling her in the background.

But she doesn't pay attention to her and closes it when she enters, turning on the faucet and lightly wetting the area, at least, trying to combat the smell and tries to dry it with a towel she takes out of the closet when she hear a knock on the door.

“Busy.”

She answers, with a hint of annoyance but the knocks insist and she finds herself throwing open the door, part of her was expecting Wade's girlfriend, but it's not her who is holding a navy blue dress.

“It's Vanessa's.” It's the only thing he says and his gaze is fixed on her face, still holding the towel and with her other hand on the door. His tall figure blocks the view of the room, and she sees him wrinkle his nose with a mocking smile pulling at the corners of his lips, but she looks at him with half-closed eyes as she snatches the dress that was hanging from his finger.

At this point she was beginning to believe that even Vanessa wanted to see them together.

“Hello to you too,” The mere thought made her turn around, leaving the new dress leaning against the sink. Not that she was going to waste the opportunity. “Well? Are you going to come in or...?”

She asks, reaching behind her back for the zipper that reached her back. Her gaze reaches him through the mirror, and she can't help but smile when she can see through the reflection how his gaze is on her exposed legs. He closes the door a little more abruptly than he should and their gazes meet, with a slight snort he realizes that he's been caught, but that doesn't stop him from grabbing her waist from behind, with his other hand traveling to the zipper and pulling it down in one movement.

It opens and the front part falls, although it sticks lightly to her wet abdomen, the only thing that stops the garment from falling to the floor is that it rests on her hips. Leaving her black bra exposed, his hand makes the move to go up and the contact makes her shudder.

Her breathing quickens, and she pulls his hand away to turn around, her hands traveling to either side of his face as she pulls him close and kisses him, despite spending most nights together, they don't have as much sex as Wade's perverted mind seems to think and she finds herself most nights waking the mutant from his nightmares or using her powers to calm him down. She herself used to be plagued by nightmares, so alcohol was her ally against them but lately their nights together had become more spaced out too much to her disappointment.

Her hand rests on the sink and her skin prickles as it comes into contact with the cold surface, his kisses travel to her neck and she throws her head back, feeling his other hand grip her breast. A wave of arousal runs through her and she can feel the wetness in her underwear, which doesn't go unnoticed by the mutant, she sees him raise his head, but she stops herself when she sees his attention is elsewhere, and he looks over his shoulder at the door, seconds before a knock interrupts.

Logan curses under his breath as he lets go, and her gaze travels to his pants, noticing the erection that is squeezing them. But she quickly moves away, and he watches her struggle to put on the new dress that resists sticking to her damp skin, so he puts his hands on either side of the garment and pulls it up to her breasts.

The knocks insist, and when he opens the door he sees Peter's gaze travel between them with a mixture of surprise and embarrassment. From a distance Logan recognizes the TVA woman who almost returned him to his dimension, and neither of them say anything when they pass by, but he sees out of the corner of his eye how she smiles apologetically before moving away from the hallway.

The wet dress is still in her hand, and as the hours pass he notices how Logan loses some of his interest in staying after Laura leaves the dinner with Yukio. He can see Wade and Vanessa talking in a corner while the rest seem to be starting conversations on their own and it is he who reaches for her hand to get her attention.

“Shall we go?” She asks beforehand, and hears the mutant sigh. They both leave without saying goodbye, after all tomorrow she would have to go back up to return the dress to the brunette, and the arrival at her apartment is silent until they both enter.

She is faster because she has been waiting for the moment since she saw the bulge in his pants and she doesn’t waste any time in pushing him towards the couch and getting on top of him.

“I almost felt bad, mine can be hidden at least.” She murmurs, and hears him grunt, seeing him roll his eyes while wrinkling his nose. Well, not completely hidden.

She sees him tense in anticipation as she gets off his lap and kneels in front of him, it’s instinctive but his hand has already wrapped itself in her hair as she works to get rid of the belt and everything in between his naked erection. She hears him swallow as her tongue brushes the tip and her hand wraps around the base, while her tongue goes up and down his cock, teasing him but he doesn't complain and instead his head is resting on the couch, looking at her with half-closed eyes.

She sort of takes pity on him, and takes his cock into her mouth, the heat and wetness are welcomed as she feels his grip on her hair tighten, and she sucks lightly. It doesn't take long for her to feel the wetness dampening her panties again and rubbing her thighs in an involuntary gesture, it doesn't help to remember how his fingers felt inside her last time but it doesn't stop her.

She keeps a slow pace, mainly focusing on the tip as she pulls him out of her mouth with small kisses and licks, sometimes running her tongue around it until she puts it back in. She can tell it's not enough, because when she looks up she sees him clenching his jaw.

The sight would make her smile if her mouth weren't occupied and soon the situation turns into a kind of competition as her whole intention is to listen to him beyond the sound of his labored breathing.

Her fingers squeeze his balls and she slides his cock in until the tip touches the back of her throat, her movements becoming messier and it feels almost like a victory when she hears him make a sound.

“Fuck.” He moans, trying to keep his attention on her gaze, the glint in her eyes making something twist at the longing in them, his head spinning at the thought of her asking for his approval, and his hand travels to her cheek, thumb brushing against her cheekbone when he sees her bend down again, hollowing her cheeks with tears in the corners of her eyes.

His breath hitches as she sucks and the hand holding her hair moves away to dig his fingers into the couch, his throbbing cock just an incentive for her, and they both know he's close, with her attention focusing on his tip, she closes her lips over it, her tongue pressing in as her hand cupped his base up and down and interspersing with her mouth, trying to bring him over the edge.

The smell of her arousal didn't help him hold back, wanting to enjoy her touch more and watching her spit on her hand, fingers closing over his cock and her lips wrapping around the tip until she goes down again, he hears her hum as she tastes the precum and her lips are relentless as she goes back up. He opens his mouth to warn her, but her eyes find his and her lust-laden gaze makes him growl, a lascivious smile before his tip brushes her throat and he spills out, his hips pushing lightly against her face as he feels her swallow.

He straightens up slightly, still feeling her tongue flick before she pulls away and her tongue runs over her cum and saliva stained lips. Sitting up, she sits on his lap with her legs on either side of his, and the sudden weight makes his eyes open, his brown orbs shining with pure desire.

It’s a few minutes before he recovers and his breathing becomes more stable, where she’s leaning against his chest leaving a trail of lazy kisses and her hand wrapped around his member, feeling it harden without a warning sound. His hands travel up her dress and pull it up to her abdomen, his mouth searching for her ear as his other hand rests on her lower back, pulling her closer to him.

“It’s not easy when your scent has been present all damn dinner,” he growls, and although Logan is always ready for foreplay, the way she grinds her hips against him lets him know that his fingers are not what she wants.

“Can you blame me?” she gasps, and she can feel him pull her hand away to grab his own erection, the other hooking under her leg to lift her hips, and his tip lines up against her entrance, rubbing against her arousal. “Do you think I didn’t notice the way you looked at me in the bathroom?”

She moans, watching him roll his eyes, but he doesn’t deny it and begins to thrust in, her teeth catching his bottom lip at the stretch and the feeling of fullness has her digging her fingers into his shoulders. “F-Fuck, you’re so big. What were you thinking earlier, mm? Bending me over the sink and lifting up my dress?”

The look in his eyes tells her she’s not far off the mark but the snap of his hips steals her speech as he begins to thrust into her and she hovers over him, moaning against his ear as he fills her, pushing in against her walls that threaten to trap him.

His hands go to her hips, holding her in place but she’s relentless in her attempts to tease him and he somehow finds it amusing how her drunk self is quieter than when she’s sober.

“Why? Is that what you were thinking while you had my cock in your mouth?” he asks, his voice husky, and the way her walls clench makes his rhythm become more disordered. The rawness of his words makes a wave of arousal run through her, and her nails dig into his shoulders.

“So fucking good.” She moans, and her mouth finds his because she'll have time to tease him later. His face buries itself in her neck when they part and she feels the tingle of her power on her fingers but she holds it back. “I'm close.”

It's all she says as she moves her hips to his rhythm, her walls contracting with the impending orgasm and his teeth nibbling at her neck as his rhythm becomes rougher, his hands returning to her hips and pulling her back a little, finding another angle that makes her tremble on him, her legs jumping up and down a little as they begin to ache.

“Cum for me.” His tone keeps her spinning, and the demand makes something in her break, the tug in her abdomen drawing out a long moan as she lets herself fall onto his chest and he leans back, still pounding into her core seeking his own release. “Fuck, that little pussy of yours feels so damn good.”

Curses, a thin layer of sweat covering him as his erection throbs and becomes erratic, he slides his fingers up her thighs as he empties himself inside her, seemingly never ending, and she gasps at the warm feeling inside her, spasms still shaking her slightly.

His grip on her is tight, and her head rests against his chest. “You know, you could stay as long as you want…”

She murmurs, and Logan can tell the effects of the orgasm are affecting by her sleepy tone. So he takes it as a sign to sit up and pulls out of her, pulling up his pants, hearing her disappointed moan as he picks her up, and lets her wrap her legs around his hips as she wraps her arms around his neck.

“I don’t want to bother you.” He answers, and his tone has returned to its seriousness so despite her tiredness, she looks up at him, the wariness in his gaze catching her by surprise, frowning when she sees him look away, his sudden change having her confused and worried in equal parts.

She rolls off of him abruptly, causing him to lean forward as he thinks she’s going to fall, but her feet land on the floor with a thud, and she stops him from going into the bedroom with a hand on his chest.

“Tell me what’s wrong,” there’s a pleading tone, and his gaze briefly rests on her before he sighs, the darkness of the hallway consuming them if it weren’t for the light in the living room. “Did I do something wrong?”

She insists, and she hears him growl, his jaw clenched with his lips drawn into a thin line. Part of him fears how quickly he’s grown accustomed to her company, how she clings to him at night and her warm body is the reminder of where he is when he wakes up in the middle of the night, with her and not in his nightmares.

“Is not safe-” he starts, but her gaze cuts him off, and he only knows that something has clicked in her head when she closes the distance and grabs his chin, her comforting gaze is not what he expected, not what he deserved.

She feels stupid for not realizing it sooner but part of her had brushed it off when they had shared the bed again days after Logan left after a nightmare that had made him leave in the middle of the night, when trying to wake him up like the other times had suddenly pulled him out of one that seemed especially torturous, but her mind was too preoccupied with watching him writhe and growl to notice that his claws were out, part of the sheets torn and when her hand rests on his cheek, his eyes snap open as he sits up, grabbing her forearm and bringing his other hand to her neck, claws brushing her skin.

She could barely open her mouth to speak when he jerked away as he realized the situation, her voice calling out to him as she got out of bed only to hear the apartment door slam shut.

The memory makes her shudder, but so does him trying to push her away, her thumb brushing his cheek in an almost intimate gesture.

“It was a one-time thing, Logan. Come to bed.” She murmurs, and she can see the guilt floating in his brown orbs, the reluctance of not wanting to hurt her prevents him from giving in, and he takes a step back. “Please, nothing will happen.”

And the confidence with which she says it has him on a tightrope, remembering the smell of her fear when his edge threatened her throat.

“You don't know.” he growls, sounding hurt with himself, and his frustration only grows at the thought of what could have happened if he had gone ahead.

“I’ll find another way to wake you up, I won’t touch you again. Remember? The other times I didn’t and you didn’t react that way,” she insists, and he knows her intentions are good but hearing her blame herself makes something in him twist, his gaze fixating on her when he sees her grab his wrist. “Sleep on the couch then, please.”

He swallows, sighing in resignation which she interprets as a victory and his gaze softens when he sees how her eyes light up, a slight nod in confirmation and he sees her move to go get something in the room.

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Hello! While I was doing the classes and Salvatore (the language teacher) gives you words in other languages and asks what they mean. He did this with 'I love you' and that gave an idea. What if reader and Arven are both in that class and Salvatore notices Arven's crush on reader (I feel like Arven's the type to stare at his crush and then get caught and get all shy about it) and tries to encourage him to confess. Sry this was a bit long. Hope you have a wonderful day/night!

WAIT STOP this is so frickin’ cute wtf 😭😭😭 Don’t be sorry at all for the long prompt!! The more details regarding what you’re looking for, the better :D

I hope you don’t mind that I went with a gendered reader – it just kinda naturally flowed out of me this way ;;w;; Enjoy! x

Love Languages | Arven x F!Reader

Rating: Teen+ | WC: 1,744

I have a crush on my best bud. I can’t help it. It happens, it’s not a big deal, and she definitely doesn’t need to know. But, I’m unfortunately far from subtle in my affections.

She’s just… so damn pretty. The way her hair shines no matter the lighting, the glimmer in her eyes when she’s excited, the blush on her little cheeks when she’s praised. With her brains, strength, and kindness on top of all that, it’s hard not to be totally enamored. 

Enamored enough to, y’know… check her out, every once in a while. I guess.

One time, Salvatore caught me in the act. She was answering a question of his during one of his lectures, and my eyes remained on her just barely too long. When he finished addressing her, our teacher looked at me, and his eyes widened. He glimpsed at her again, then back at me, and he winked. 

Now, I know Salvatore’s a good guy. He’s friendly, he often has his students’ and Pokémons’ best interests in mind, and he’s lackadaisical when it comes to grading and due dates… But I’d be lying if I said he wasn’t a little shit.

Whether I’m peeking at my buddy in class or grabbing lunch with her in the cafeteria, if Salvatore sees it, he gives me a look. Like, one of those “I see, I see…” sort of looks. It’s terrible. I could only ever hope to Arceus that her steel trap brain is oblivious to it.

Today, little buddy and I talked a bit before class – easy enough, with her sitting diagonally in front of me – and eventually Salvatore mosied on in, with his typical greeting. “My dear friends!” and so on. My bud turned around towards her desk, I got out my notebook and stuff, and everything went how it usually does, at least at first.

“Now, mes amis – my friends, that is! I’ve decided to change up our typical lesson format a bit.” 

Oh? 

“In le cours d’ajourd’hui – today’s class – we will learn about a very special phrase that you can put to use when the time is juuust right!” 

Salvatore smiles and scans the room as usual, searching for a reaction. But this time, before continuing, his eyes linger on me. 

“Ai shiteiru! Je t’aime! Te amo! Ich liebe dich! Does anyone know what these phrases mean?”

After a few quiet moments, little buddy raises her hand, and I notice what seems like a small blush on the side of her cheek. Salvatore calls on her to answer, and it comes out… timid?

“T-they mean, um… ‘I love you.’”

Hearing those words from her mouth makes my heart pound in my chest. 

“Très bien!” My eyes feel like they’re gonna pop right out of my skull as Salvatore turns to me. “It’s so very important to express your feelings about things to others, you know!” 

…He’s scheming.

Salvatore slowly walks across the class, inspecting us all. “So, mes merveilleux élèves – my wonderful students – I’m going to be setting you up into pairs.”

No.

When he reaches my row, he stops. He’s watching me. “I want you to practice amongst each other!” 

Nope!

“I’ll supply you with worksheets, made by yours truly,” he saunters over to the podium and grabs a stack of papers, “so that you all have prompts to work with! That way none of you will find yourselves ​​à une perte pour les mots – at a loss for words, that is!”

No thank you!

Whispers erupt amongst my peers. “Is he serious?” “This is so humiliating…” “What if I get paired with… you know?!” My eyes wide, I look around, studying everyone’s expressions and eavesdropping on their reactions to today’s lesson. At least I’m not the only one who’s worried. 

My gaze lands on my buddy, and she’s staring down at her desk. The same flush that coated her cheeks when she answered his question is still there – if anything, it looks a bit darker now.

“Oh my!” Salvatore laughs, interrupting the chatter. “Have I embarrassed you all, my friends?” 

No shit, man.

My brain turns to oatmeal as I zone out on my notebook. Salvatore continues instructing, and he’s probably trying to give me some kind of “wink wink, nudge nudge” of sorts, but it’s falling on blind eyes and deaf ears.  

He wouldn’t pair me up with her… would he? It would make the most sense for him to just pair us as we’re paired in our desks, right? Right?!

Two by two, the other students begin to shuffle around. And eventually, Salvatore calls my buddy’s name… followed by mine.

“Come get your assignments, you two!”

I hate him. 

I pack up my things, as does little buddy, and we both make our slow trek up to the front of the class. 

As Salvatore gives us our work for the day, he says, “Bonne chance – good luck!”

Fuck off.

Sighing, I stare down at the paper in my hand while we make our way to one of the last sets of empty desks available. My bud’s uncharacteristically quiet as we settle in, grabbing our pens and reading over the worksheets in front of us.

“So…” I prompt, wanting to get this over with. I can’t even look at her right now. “Y-you ready?”

When I don’t hear a verbal response, I look to my side, and she nods. Her face is still rosy, and she won’t look at me, either. Nerves getting the best of me, I do the only thing I really know how to do in a situation like this: I ramble. 

“Er, the first part here is to just match up the phrases with what languages they are. Easy enough…” 

“Mhm,” my friend hums quietly. 

“Alright, number one…” I can’t even bring myself to say the words out loud. Why is this so embarrassing?! At the end of it all, this is nothing more than an assignment, right? “...is Johtoan.” I peer up, and while writing down her answer, my bud nods. 

This continues until we complete the first section of our work. Maybe this won’t be so bad… as long as we don’t talk much, we’ll avoid any embarrassment, right?

“How are we doing, vous petits tourtereaux?” Salvatore asks. I don’t know what that last part meant, but little buddy seems to. Her eyes widen and she tenses up, her cheeks flushing. 

I squint at him. A look that says “You suck, and this feels like betrayal.” While doing so though, I verbally answer, “N-nous c’est bien…?” 

“Nous sommes bons, but I appreciate the attempt, Master Arven!” Salvatore winks, before suggesting, “You know, practice makes perfect.” Yeah, and? “Why don’t you two discuss the lesson amongst yourselves?” No. “You won’t improve without expérience de vie réelle – real life experience – after all!” 

“Er, we’re alri–”

“O-okay.” 

My head whips towards my buddy. When I look back up at Salvatore, he has a menacing grin on his face. He mutters something in Kalosian before moving onto another pair of students. I turn to my left again, and watch as my friend places down her pen, before shyly peering up at me to her right.

Are her pupils always so big? 

It’s probably just the lighting. Or I’m just seeing shit. Whatever.

“So…” she mutters. She looks down at her paper and fidgets with the corner. “We can just… go down the list here, I guess?”

“Yeah, sounds good.” That accidentally came out as a whisper, but she heard it well enough to begin. 

My buddy clears her throat, then mutters, “Um…” she pauses briefly, shifting herself to sit facing towards me. I do the same. “J-je t’aime.” 

Her eyes almost look hopeful as they flicker up to mine, then back down at her worksheet. Oh Arceus this is gonna be harder than I thought. 

“...Wǒ ài nǐ.”

More silence. Swallowing a lump in her throat, my buddy furrows her brows, then looks me in the eye. It’s like she’s hyping herself up… so cute. “Te amo…!”

Oh.

T-that had more of an effect than I expected. 

My eyes widen, and hers follow suit. She looks down promptly, while my cheeks redden to match hers. I quietly keep the flow going. “Ai shiteiru.”

“T-ti amo.”

“Didn’t you just say that one?” I softly tease. I’m relieved to see her shoulders relax a little, and her beautiful lips curve into one of her beautiful smiles, as I make light of what’s going on. 

She shakes her head. “Different languages.” 

Mirroring her grin, I keep up the antics. “Bullshit.” 

“It’s true! Ask Salvatore.” 

I glimpse over at him, and having heard his name, he’s already looking at us. I shake my head at him and turn my attention back to my friend. “N-no, it’s alright.”

We fall into another silence, so I go again. “Salanghaeyo.” 

Gnawing the cap of her pen, little buddy meets my eye again. “I-ich liebe dich.” 

Fuck. 

In a trance, we both seem to not want to pull our irises away from one another… so we keep going, just rambling based off of the word banks in our brains.

“Mahal kita.”

“Ya tebe lyublyu.”

“Se agapó.”

“Volim te.”

“I love you.”

Both sets of eyes widen. 

I… wasn’t supposed to use our own language. 

See, I could easily pass this off as an easy mistake now, but something is stopping me. I take in a deep breath, my eyes scanning my friend’s face. Somehow, her eyes focus even harder on me. Like she’s having some sort of revelation. Like… like she wants me to say more. 

I wonder if…?

“...I love you,” I repeat, adding her name to the end. Trying to look more serious, in spontaneous hopes that she knows I’m serious.

Taken aback, she squeaks. Her mouth opens and shuts a few times. “I…” she pauses, looks down, then looks at me again. “I love you… Arven…”

…!

“You…? Wait, a-actually?”

Fidgeting with her pen in her hands – focusing hard on the way she’s twirling it between her fingers – she nods. She grins to herself, too shy to meet my eyes.

“I… oh my god, I love you!”

I look towards Salvatore. My mouth’s agape. I silently mouth the words, “IT WORKED,” in his direction. He beams, and a broad smile forms across his features.

…Salvatore, you sly motherfucker. 

You actually did it.