#they're also SUCH a loud muse so sorry if they talk too much

[thehazbins]

✂ - point sternly at a chair and tell my muse to sit down From Mammon to Luxury

Man handling symbol starters - @mghtfall

"Usually I make people pay to tell me what to do... But I'll play nice for a moment." They smirked looking up at Mammon. They were tall, but he was taller. At least in this form... They did rather dramatically drop into a chair and lounge back. "Now, how can I help you?"

[velarisnightsky444]

Clipped Wings

Nesta x OC

AN: This is a snippet from my fic Dark Paradise. All you need to know is our OC's wings are clipped, and she lives in the library and trains with Nesta and Cassian. This takes place during ACOSF.

CW: fluff, slight wing play, kissing, mentions of clipped wings.

Word Count: 642

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Nesta had begun to stay back after she was done working, reading with Gwyn and me in a private sitting area. It would be just the three of us. We would train in the morning, Nesta would come back here to work, and then we'd all read together.

But today, Gwyn was too busy working with Merrill to join us. Nesta and I were lost in our own novels, sitting on couches that sat across from each other.

I winced as I leaned back, a sharp pain shooting through the tendons of my wings. Clipping them didn't just affect flight, it also affected everyday movement. Which made training particularly difficult.

I forced my wings to move in ways they weren't supposed to anymore. But i did it anyone. Because he had taken my flight from me, but I wouldn't let him take training, too.

I carried the ointment Emerie had gotten me in my pocket, because my wings would start hurting unpredictably throughout the day. The only issue was that it was hard for me to reach my tendons. I had to twist and turn, reach and pin my wings down.

I put my book down and took the ointment out of my pocket. I grunted, trying to reach my right tendon, frustration making my brows furrow.

"Must you make so much noise?" Nesta snapped, slamming her book shut.

I froze, turning back to look at her even though I knew I'd have to start over, now. She had been irritable all day. I figured something had happened with Cassian. They seemed to be particularly skilled at pissing each other off.

"I can't reach," I explained.

"What is that even for?" she demanded, grumbling.

"My wings weren't clipped properly," I explained. "So they hurt often. Emerie got me an ointment for it."

Her face didn't soften, but there was less irritation in her eyes when she processed the explanation.

"Let me do it," she decided, her voice more gentle than before.

"Really?"

"If it will stop you from being so insufferably loud, yes," she said. I bit my lip to hide a smile.

She set her book down and crossed the room, sitting by my side. She dipped her fingers in the ointment and carefully spread it across the scars.

I gasped at the sensation. I'd heard much talk about how good it felt to have your wings touched, but I'd never experienced it.

"Sorry, they're sensitive," I whispered.

"Feyre said something about that," Nesta mused, a smirk on her face. "I didn't know if it also applied to females."

"It does," I confirmed, squeezing my eyes shut.

She chuckled, going to do my other wing. My brows furrowed at the sensation as I tried to keep from making any sound.

My attempts were in vain as a soft moan slipped from my lips, right as her finger brushed a sensitive spot. My eyes shot open, my face burning.

"I'm so sorry--" I gushed, humiliation settling in my gut.

"Don't apologize," she said as she wiped her hands on her leathers. "It's just your natural response."

"You really didn't have to do that, Nes, I was doing just fine on my own, and--" she cut me off by placing a finger on my lips.

My eyes were wide, staring into hers. Her grey eyes glanced down at my lips, then back up to meet my gaze.

She seemed to be asking for permission with her eyes, which meant a lot to me--more than she could know.

I nodded slightly, and she leaned in, softly brushing her lips to mine. I closed my eyes, my hand intertwining with her hair. She kissed me a bit harder, and I reciprocated.

The kiss only lasted a few seconds, but it felt like an hour. I pulled back, my face pink. She only smirked, getting off of the couch.

"They'll be expecting me for dinner," she said to me.

With that she was off, leaving me dumbfounded on the couch, wondering what the hell just happened.

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[mrsnancywheeler]

hiii omg so sorry i haven't been in your inbox! finals have been sweeping me away, but i've been lurking 👁️👁️ ok so i was listening to my playlists and had some #thoughts, so I shall share them to make up for the time i was gone 🤝😎 ----- I Want to Write You a Song - One Direction

I want to lend you my coat One that's as soft as your cheek So when the world is cold You'll have a hiding place you can go I want to lend you my coat Everything I need I get from you Givin' back is all I wanna do (…) I want to write you a song One to make your heart remember me So any time I'm gone You can listen to my voice and sing along I'm such 1D trash 😭😭 But this was on my yearning playlist (lmao) and I was thinking about how Finnick would 1000% write this song for his sweet girl. Like this is such a simp song (respectfully) and we all know Finnick is so in love with her its SICK ----- In Agreement - Lizzy McAlpine I talk to my friends about you Pretty sure they're tired of hearin' it I say "I met a guy, and he treats me real nice" Which is good for a change I talk to my friends about you And I think they agree my exes weren't always great And I don't really buy into fate But you tell me I'm pretty And you don't ask for too much 'Cause you know and I know That promises sometimes can hurt When it's barely begun And I don't want this to fall through Collapsing is what I'm used to But we're all in agreement This is something I should hold onto (another song on my yearning playlist LMAO) but this is very much sweet girl coded #idk bc this is definitely her inner monologue when she first meets Finnick and they start dating 😭😭😭 AND WITH THAT IN MIND, IT MAKES THE LYRIC "'Cause you know and I know that promises sometimes can hurt when it's barely begun, and I don't want this to fall through. Collapsing is what I'm used to" HURTTTT ----- girl i've always been - Olivia Rodrigo *just the entire song*

No like, walk with me here 🚶‍♀️ because this is definitey something that could've been written by Billy's muse HOWEVER, it can be either about Billy OR, OR!! Eddie. Do we see the vision👁️👁️. For Billy, it's written from the pov of a reader who has a lil kick to her, who's done being the doormat and rips into him after he disrespects her and he's all like "???" For Eddie, it's more from the perspective of a reader who is always gonna pick Billy over Eddie. And she told him this many times. Yet, he still pursues her. And yet, he still get's upset that she always picks Billy. His intentions aren't coming from a good place. Like that one blurb you did about Eddie not being a fully good guy, y'know? I'm not good at explaining things so I hope I'm making sense LMAO ----- BACK TO FINNICK AND HIS SWEET GIRL! Block Me Out - Gracie Abrams

Now I only let me down When there's no one else around I've been thinkin' way too loud I wish that I could block me out I wish that I could block me out, out I think I'm burnin' alive, but nobody sees the fire 'Cause when I open my mouth, I seem to be stuck in silence And I thought of leaving tonight, but I couldn't drive this tired Plus, after all of this time, I should be a pretty crier (😭!!) Wish I were heavier now, I'm floating outside my body It's not their fault, but I've found that none of my friends will call me Until I'm left to myself, it's honestly kind of funny How every voice in my head is trying its best to haunt me This is another sweet girl coded song. This could deffo be applied to her after her games and after she's rescued from the Capitol :(((( ----- Finishing off with a bit of Miss Swift, this one part of Delicate reminds me of Finnick's sweet girl in the last couple of chapters: This ain't for the best My reputation's never been worse, so You must like me for me Where she's finally letting Finn back in and allowing herself to be comfortable with him :') Also, some its and bits of Marjorie also remind me of this fic when I think about it from two perspectives:

The autumn chill that wakes me up You loved the amber skies so much Long limbs and frozen swims You'd always go past where our feet could touch And I complained the whole way there The car ride back and up the stairs I should've asked you questions I should've asked you how to be Asked you to write it down for me Should've kept every grocery store receipt

If I didn't know better I'd think you were still around I know better But I still feel you all around I know better But you're still around

One being Finnick when he's missing the reader while he's in 13 and she's at the Capitol :( (Sometime I remember that part in Chapter 1 of The River where he smells peaches in his oatmeal and starts breaking breaking down, and I cry 🥲) But the other one being the reader thinking about Conway. Even though he tried to kill her, she still reminisces about the best parts of her friendship and can't help but feel the guilt and regret whenever she does. ------ OK HEHE THOSE ARE MY #THOUGHTS 💆‍♀️ I didn't realize how long it's been since i've been in your inbox and it's been WAY TOO LONG! never again 🫡 I love yapping about these things and I love hearing your thoughts about it!! Also, apologies in advance for when Tortured Poets Department comes out bc it'll be the biggest yap session ever once I make a connection between Finnick/Billy and any of the songs -🦅

AAAAAAA POOKIE I CALLED AND YOU CAME ILY 😭😭😭🥺🥺🥺🥺💋💋💋💋

(sorry this took so long to get to I get so easily distracted and there's an to get through)

you're all good pookie, I hope finals are going good and that you're taking care of yourself babes 💕

finnick odair the type of man to make you a mixtape that's kinda messy and done wrong but you don't care because he's so sweet and you can hear him talking and all the songs that make him think of you, he's such a simp, and so adorable

justice for finnick's sweet girl. she really had so much hope, felt so loved, so in love and had it all torn away from her. she's so giddy to be perceived by someone especially finnick odair and just addicted to him

billy's muse getting annoyed with eddie and giving daisy some lyrics about eddie instead this time bc she's so done with the way he's always being so sweet and comforting and lovey dovey and then trying to convince her to leave billy for him even though she's told him from the start she wouldn't, and he makes her feel so selfish, and cold for it. but "now you're on my case, how could I go? you never dreamed I'd be so cold and, then with venom on your tounge you ask me who I have become" honestly in this case I think billy would love the song because it validates that she'll always pick him, that eddie, although he's a nusciance, isn't a real threat and never had been.

and eddie gets annoyed for a good while and is pissy about it, which is painful for muse because she feels like she's got no one when her and billy argue. but eddie comes crawling back trying to win her over again regardless of how clear she's made it that he never stood a fighting chance.

SIDE NOTE: this song also makes me think of conway and sweet girl especially in that moment during their games when he's realizing everything and says she's changed which she denies. "so don't say that I've been acting different, I'm nothing if I'm not consistent" "I got wrapped up in the game again and you woke up in an empty bed, and I can't say I'm a perfect ten, but I am the girl I've always been"

aaaaa finnick's sweet girl, my poor tortured baby. the crying, the destructing when left with her thoughts, the death wishes, the silent cries for help that really aren't that silent, I want to hold her so bad

and for delicate, finnick's anxiety about not knowing what's not enough and too much for his sweet girl, where is the line? "is it cool that I said all that? is it chill that you're in my head? cause I know that it's delicate."

finnick thinking about how he should've done more, should have paid more attention even though he has her memorized, that somehow he should have savored every moment with her because he can't bear being without her. and the guilt because he wishes he'd supported her more, helped her heal more, he lies awake thinking about how he should've convinced her that life was worth living, that she was worth it because he has no idea what's happening to her now.

AND her thinking about conway, how she should've really paid attention to each tiny detail of their life before the games, each smile, joke, laugh, every damn moment before she destroyed it all. before snow destroyed it all. and she does see him everywhere and try not to break down, the beach they used to play on, the alleys they used to hide in to chat endlessly, their favorite field, favorite swimming hole, everything and it just makes her grieve.

I LOVE YOU POOKIE AND MISSED YOU 😭😭❤️❤️

SO REAL AND PLEASE SO I'M SO SO EXCITED FOR THE ALBUM AND I'M ALREADY SEARCHING FOR CONNECTIONS (billy and his muse as my boy only breaks his favorite toys, but daddy I love him, I can fix him (no really I can) I can do it with a broken heart)

[microwavedlion]

guess whooooo ! 🎤🐍

my favorite part of the experience (not really a specific part of tit so not a spoiler for anyone that sees this) was that it just made it so clear how much they love us and each other and it warms my heart that the phandom has come this far and it truly feels like a phamily :))

im sorry to hear about your scholarship ! hopefully you can get it back, and i hope with all of my heart that you can get any resources you need to do whats right for you. im actually taking this semester off doing online courses at a community college in my hometown, but next semester i'll go back to my university and try to pick up where i left off. school isn't for everyone, i'm coming to learn, but unfortunately it feels required 😫

i only started listening to muse maybe 2 months ago at most and they've quickly racked up minutes on my spotify. i wouldn't be surprised if they came out at number 1 despite the odds. i cant believe ive gone like 8 years in the phandom without giving a proper listen to them, besides uprising. i suppose the current fixation is the best i can do to make up for lost time 💪

chinese is so cool omg. ive never tried learning it but from my understanding it's rather complicated. i understand spanish as i grew up with it and with that means mildly understanding other latin based languages, like french. speaking, grammar, conjugation and the like are a different story tho, so hopefully one day i'll lock in and level up my skills and be able to actually say i'm fluent in spanish

i was gonna write something in french but i've quickly realized i know like actually nothing... if i read a meme in french i could probably get it but i have no vocabulary so cheval fromage oui oui baguette i guess 🥖

i am totally a serial killer and im outside your house ready to practice signing with you 🤺

for reasons undisclosed i do think you're onto me 😅 while i'm enjoying the pen-pal-snail-mail we've got going, i'll maybeeeee send a dm soon if i can stop being insane. i haven't talked to new people or made online friends in a really long time and for some reason a part of me feels like i'll be shot on sight for the crime of being mildly annoying lmao

throwing breadcrumbs at your window,

-🐍

that was definitely my favourite part of tit too. i love how much they love us, and that they're no longer afraid to love eachother out loud. it felt so special, like a little secret and a huge family gathering at the same time. i get emotional if i think about how much growth this required. i also got to meet one mutual (hi manda if you're reading this), so that was pretty fun too.

don't worry about my scholarship, thankfully it doesn't make or break uni for me. honestly, i feel like i do have access to the resources i need to be successful i just... can't? i'm too stuck in my head with some things that i don't think i should share publicly. but it makes it really hard to gather the focus or motivation to do any of my work. i'm pretty much staring at my very very manageable pile of things to do and going "fuck, let me think about something i don't even enjoy thinking about instead!" yeah, not very effective. i get what you mean, school really does feel like a necessity. and it feels like a waste to quit it when i've already invested money and time into it. i hope your time with online school has been good to you, i wouldn't mind moving entirely online myself, but i don't really want to move back in with my parents. hopefully things are looking up for you.

i like muse a lot, at least the handful of songs that i've listened to. i think they make excellent use of lyrical and musical tension and are overall just stellar artists. animals reminds me of "the execution of all things" by rilo kiley. not really sure why, but i wonder if you can get what i mean by listening.

it can be complicated, things like the order of strokes you write with matter, so does the exact look of the character, same with small tonal changes per sound that don't exist in english (because it isn't a tonal language). all of that can completely change the meaning of a phrase both in written and spoken chinese, which can be complicated to get a grasp of, especially if you haven't grown up around languages formatted in that way. but an important thing to keep in mind in linguistics is that all languages are equally complex and equally capable of communicating the ideas they need to communicate. i did spend a year learning spanish, but i honestly forgot i did that until my mom reminded me of it. i could probably say 10 words, total, and that's just based on guesses from my knowledge of french. i think you could definitely become fluent in spanish, though. a lot of people have the misconception that language can't be competently acquired past a certain age, but it's really a matter of native-like fluency & acquisition being easier prior to that age. you probably won't be able to speak like a native, but who cares, language is fun and an important bridge between people. you sound like dan in pinof 1 haha. don't serial kill me!

hah, i'm assuming my guess is definitely right then. but i can't lie, i honestly enjoy this snail-mail thing too. it's fun, and i like not having to respond instantly (now i have extra time to panic, score!) the only thing is i'm a little embarrassed that my other followers can read this haha. (hi guys). 😅 but don't worry, you can take all the time you need to get comfortable. i'm not in a rush, i'll be here hunched over my computer until the worms consume my flesh. if you can figure out a way to send snail mail that's a little less public, i'm totally open to ideas. oh and don't stress about annoying me, i really do prefer people who are stereotypically "annoying". i'm pretty bad at keeping up with friendships, i tend to not know when to respond and be pretty dry, which ends up with a lot of my relationships lasting 6 months or less, which is honestly kind of depressing. if i ever do make things awkward or haven't mailed in forever, you're always free to come poke me with a stick.

anyway, sorry for the rambles. politely setting up a heating pad for you

[absolut-blue]

💬 okay but i want YOU to talk about estelle. how do YOU feel about her and how do YOU think things via blue and her will go

Send Me 💬 + a Name and My Muse will Talk About That Person

Me, you say?? You got it!

First of all, I adore Estelle. I really enjoyed reading all the things you have on your blog about her and even some of the threads you have going with her and other blogs. Maybe this is fucked up but I really like when backstories don't shy away from really dark subject matter, and hers is really really interesting to me. I think she's super interesting and there's so much potential for different ways things can go for her and Blue.

Right now basically everything he's doing, he does with malicious intent. He likes making people like him and making people think they owe him so that when he wants something or needs something he can make them feel like they can't tell him no. But he has a weakness for people he thinks have gone through things similar to what he has. And Estelle has had it much worse honestly. We talked about it briefly but they're pretty different people. Once he knows what she's been through he cannot fathom why she isn't angry, why she would let anyone close to her because he is like that and he doesn't really understand reacting any other way. One of the things I'm excited about in particular is them talking kind of about that specifically. Both of them going back and forth about their views on the things they've been through and how they both deal with it differently.

He may be more open about his past with her after finding out hers, but he's still hesitant about it.

I don't think Blue gets a desire to help people very often. But he, if nothing else I think would want to see her more confident, and might make that a goal of his. A man who lives his life drifting from bar to bar to different parties all week, is in no place to give any advice at all but he does know being loud and confident.

On the other hand, this whole thing involves Blue having and using his memory powers on her, which allow him to look into her memories, but it also allows him to change or even erase them. It may be something he would tentatively offer to do for her. It's not something he necessarily wants, because first and foremost, he doesn't want to have to see her memories a second time. But also, I think despite not having a problem doing it for people he hardly knows, when it comes to people he is a bit closer too, Blue thinks memories are really important and changing/forgetting them isn't a choice to be made lightly. After all who knows how deleting or changing core memories might change a person?

I'm kinda just rambling and spitballing at this point I'm sORRY but these have been rattling around in my brain a bit so *dumps them here* there you are, and I'm open to any direction you think things could go between them as well!! <3

[stylistiquements]

Day 1 : Soap Bubbles.

𐐪𐑂 Pairing : Sapnap x fem!reader {Playlist}

𐐪𐑂 Summary : You're being introduce to the internet in a peculiar way, it's up to you to decide what you're going to do with it.

𐐪𐑂 Word count : 1.4k | W: written part underneath

𐐪𐑂 Warning : very few swears

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The coffee that sinks inside your stomach brings out a grimace and a click of your tongue where the taste stains; too bitter, too acidic but you’ll drink it anyway and to the last drop; there is something about the idea of spending time with three best friends that is so made of spring and honey that you wish to miss none of it.

“Someone is lurking,” George contemplates out loud, and the call goes silent for a second as if to look for the intruder. And it would so easy to flinch, to hit the back pedal, because you almost feel like one being exposed front stage like that. But today- today is not that day.

It's not that you don't want to join the discussion, it's that it takes a second to warm up, to absorb the energy and become one with it.

And sometimes, all it takes is Sapnap to exclaim, “Panini head, my beloved!” for your smile synchronizes with his chuckles. Somehow, once noticed by the right person, life flows back naturally.

George and Dream greets you in trailing unison, like two kids forced to greet their unwelcomed aunt on a sunday afternoon.

“H-hey troublemakers,” you finally say. Your voice is still quiet, not reluctant, but rather uncertain. It doesn't bother anyone.

“I’m beating Dream’s ass at chess and he’s bitter,” Sap explains, and you silently nod, as if they were able to see you.

A long silence follows along, rythmed by clicks of mouses and keyboards and it falls in your ears like high droplets. It's comfortable. It's intimate, shared with friends only.

"We haven't heard from you in a while," Dream says. "I mean ... before the clout fiasco."

You wouldn't exactly call it a fiasco, even though you don't really like the idea of being perceived a little too closely from the eyes of twitter.com, but you do agree anyway, "I've been caught up on college essays lately."

"That sucks," George probably adds.

“Good thing you’re here, then,” Dream notes, simple as a breath. “This is a worry-free zone.”

It hovers for a second, carried by George’s approval hum.

You squint suspiciously, detective mode, at the profile pictures that light on and off before your eyes, “Thanks, dream.”

He scoffs a “sure” and you’re not sure why you sense a bit of irony stuck on the back of his teeth. You're so tempted to call him out, but you don't. Instead, you write a mental note of this odd moment.

“It’s because I told him about your three brothers and now he’s scared they’re gonna find him and kick his ass,” Sap explains as if he just read your mind.

Sometimes, there’s this thing in the air, though you’re miles away. Something like a connection. There’s this thing when you don’t need to talk for Sap to understand. Sharing one brain cell, you dismiss ironically. Probably coincidences and predictability, but it always sounds a little special, a little like something you’d wish to be out of this world, like morning dew and fairy circles. And it makes you feel safe, at home, just like snuggling up in the sheets during a stormy night. Your smile washes up the sleeve of your hoodie, covered palm carefully hiding your chuckles.

“Three older brothers,” George muses, and there’s no telling if it’s something meant for you to hear. “That’s kinda scary.”

“You better be scared, one of them is probably your FBI agent,” you tease mindlessly, though there's nothing scary about those three grown men.

“I’m British, Bunny,” he points out. Whether the exasperation in his tone is fake or genuine, that, you can’t tell, but you play it cool, grin carved so deep it almost hurts. Dream’s wheezes rise and fall in the background.

“Say that to his face then,” you outbid smirkingly after a second of silence, heels growing into the carpet to make your chair spin slowly left and right, so breezily.

“I’d praise you for the rest of my life if you-Oooooooh your ass is wacked. Your ass is so wacked, dude. You fucked up so bad,” Sapnap chokes out between strings of giggles.

“Oh no, my streamer is losing his game?” You theatrically pout. “My streamer Dreamwastaken, have you met him? Guess you don’t need any of my brothers to kick your ass.”

“Okay yeah- no- it’s not my fault if your- they’re distracting me, okay?” Dream defends.

Slowly, the energy lowers again and the call remembers peace as Dream admits defeat.

“I’m not playing against you anymore,” he mumbles through greeted teeth, your hoodie shelters a muffled giggle. “Let’s talk about y/n’s twitter fame instead.”

“Let’s just not-” you mutter, both because seeing Dream lose at something is a miracle that has to be witnessed once and because you’re somewhat reluctant. “Let’s just not talk about that.”

“Yeah, sorry about that. I had no idea it would draw this much attention to you,” Sap admits.

“Well, you talk about her all the time it was only a matter of time before twitter finds out,” George taunts and you secretly smile, listening to the way your best friend tries to defend himself, mind flooded with the last memories you have of when you were able to see those chuckles for real.

“Yeah, Quackity already told me you guys talk behind my back,” you fakely muse. “That’s totally fine, I don’t wanna know what you guys are talking about at all.” It’s a lie, obviously, the idea creeps upon your mind with assumptions you can’t quite get a grip of nor let go.

“You and Quackity talk?’ Sapnap asks, hint of surprise, and you hum.

“Or rather, he talks to me. He keeps calling-.” Shit. The forsaken word traps itself into your mouth. It’s too silly anyway.

“Come on, just say it,” Dream pushes as if he knew too much, more than you even do, and your cheeks flush mindlessly. You don’t notice.

“Dream, quit it!” You demand.

“Quit what?”

“You talk as if you knew more than anyone did.”

“Maybe I just do,” he coos, so dream-like.

Oblivious or careless, Sapnap asks, “Is Quackity bothering you or something?”

“He-" you begin but stop to look for the right way to put it, "He triggers my flight or fight response.”

"I mean, duh," Sapnap probably rolls his eyes.

"But I like him. He's funny."

After a second of silence, George says, “Well that was unexpected.”

“Not so much, I think we’re both chaotic neutral people.”

“What is that neutral chaotic thing anyway?” Dream is confused.

Roll up your sleeve girl boss because now is your time to shine! You offer your best dream smp alignment chart to the classroom. They're speechless, but they listen carefully.

"Then you're more chaotic good than neutral. You're too sweet anyway," Sap says.

"I'd even say lawful good," George debates.

"That's because you haven't seen Bunny during her crazy cat hour."

"True," you note.

"She'll go absolutely batshit."

“What?" George burst between confusion and surprise. "We've never seen you like that."

"A lady never reveal her secrets," you retort. No one answer.

It leaves a second for your mind to enjoy peace. For your eyes to lay on c!tubbo on lawful good and think true, then on c!dream on chaotic evil and think also very true. You huff and it's like a wave; as sarcasm leaves your breath, an idea comes in.

"Sap, check your DMs," you request.

Surrounded by the evening lull, Sapnap’s laugh pops like soap bubbles, "God, you’re so stupid. Why can't you just marry me?"

“So, is it Sapnap approved?” You chuckle lightly to prevent Sapnap’s morning fresh laugh to fill your chest and leak everywhere.

“Just press ‘send tweet’ please,” he confirms with leftovers of a smile in his voice.

"George, get me out of here. They're doing it again," Dream whines.

"Doing what?" He asks, unbothered.

"Act like they're alone in the convo. Just get a room." And you don't get to stand up for yourself that you and your best friend are actually sent to another room.

"Well this one is chaotic evil confirmed," you mumble as you roll your eyes but the vibes are much peaceful, much more comfortable in here. "So ... hi."

"Hi," he chuckles in return.

Maybe that's for the best; a moment that needs to stay a little timeless, secretive and special. It hasn't happened in so long, you don't even remember the last time it did.

"I'm glad you're here. I miss you, you know?" He says, and it's hard to not feel so bittersweet about it. It's hard when longing involves a craved touch, a real smile and an eye contact. Your shoulder sinks in the chair a little harder.

"I miss you too. I'll be here soon," you promise. And soon couldn't come any sooner.

But the conversation, soft and free, will wash up any worries, as always, and you'll end up talking about everything and nothing, about streams and planned videos and college and god knows what. As long as it makes the two of you happy and smiling. Just like the old days, you'll both think and it's fair to say until the evening turns into night and night turns into fatigue.

"Are you sure you're okay about that clout?" He asks once again. "I know you don't like being exposed like that."

"Yeah, yeah don't worry too much about it. I'll try to make good use of it."

"I'm sure you will," he murmurs, but oh boy did he not know what was about to come until you two meet.

.・゜゜・　　・゜゜・　　 .・゜゜・　　・゜゜・

Taglist : @open-minded-chip-101 ; @itsoakaa ; @gaysludge

A/N : so first of all it has come to my attention that 129 days from now on is actually my birthday so that's a weird coincidence lol. Hi how are you guys?? welcome to the first part I hope you liked it. I'm fairly new to the mcyt community and that's the first time I write for them, so bear with me. Feedbacks are always appreciated. Until next time (ɔˆ ³(ˆ⌣ˆc)

[sweeethinny]

Wildflower

Summary: Lily thought she was doing okay, trying to believe that at the end of the path there would be a light, but the further she walked, the darker it got. Trapped in fear and in all those feelings that collapsed in her chest and made her feel smaller and smaller, Lily tried to save herself as she struggled to change the course of her story.

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Notes: This story was born out of a very strong desire of mine to write about good cheerleaders, and a friendlier atmosphere among the girls, and not that silly, unpleasant competition that we always see in books. Jily is the main couple, other couples will appear as the story progresses, but they are the main ones, and as much as Lily has been dating Snape at the beginning, this story is *NOT* a romance story between the two of them. This story is about Lily and James!

This story will talk about abusive relationships, but I promise it will have a happy ending.

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| J. P |

The party was full, tumultuous as usual, the music loud, the side conversations making everything seem even more confusing, the drinks glasses never emptying in people's hands, and the more the night fell, the more it seemed that everyone was less caught up in the shyness of the beginning. Some freshmen were already dancing on the table, others challenged the seniors to a beer pong, and some tried their luck with the older ones.

James walked out of the living room and into the kitchen, already feeling very drunk, needing to shake his head so that the three redheads in the corner became just one, as well as trying to make sure his feet worked well enough for him not to trip over his own sneaker. The kitchen of the house seemed full of obstacles now, all the cabinets seemed to move like a video game, preventing him from continuing to walk normally, which made him even more confused as to where he had to go.

He shouldn't have accepted Sirius' stupid idea of ​​starting drinking before everyone else arrived, because now James could barely focus his vision and… Where were his glasses?

"Hi," he said, and his tongue felt bigger than his mouth. What was in that drink? ‘'Have you seen my glasses?'’ The red-haired girl seemed to be trying hard not to laugh, and James thought that if it weren't for her hair, the black outfit she was wearing would make him think she was part of the furniture and not a person .

"Hm…" She seemed to think, but James didn't understand why. Then her delicate hand reached up to touch his eyes, and he took a step back, startled, but instead of feeling her fingers, he felt nothing. "They're onyour face, but they're a little dirty."

"Thanks!" James sighed in relief, picking up his glasses to clean them; this time the redhead became five instead of one. Either he was really drunk, or he really needed to see an ophthalmologist. "You're very kind." He pointed to what he thought was the real girl.

'’Is this guy bothering you Lily?'’ A voice rang out loud behind James, he didn't know who it was but he knew the person wasn't as nice as the redhead, since he was pulled away from her and nearly knocked to the ground for his lack of balance. The person however didn't care. "Get away from her, you asshole."

"I wasn't doing anything." They were the same height, James could see that, and he had long black hair, almost matching Sirius'. But he knew he couldn't be him, because the voice wasn't the same, but also because the man in front of him was weaker and thinner than Black. "Hey!" James tried to defend himself as he was pushed again.

"Sev, stop it." The redhead pleaded, and this time her voice wasn't as cheerful as before, as if all of her happiness had suddenly been sucked away.

But before James could say anything, the man punched him in the face, and if it had been normal, he would have defended himself or maybe retaliated, but he was drunk, very drunk, so his body just fell back and James felt his head ache.

"Severus!" The redhead yelled, but James didn't remember much after that, because everything seemed like a jumble of thoughts and people were all blurs. At some point he remembers hearing Sirius' voice saying ''He's drunk, what the fuck do you have in your mind!?'' and, it seemed, a few minutes later he heard the redhead's voice saying ''He's bleeding.'' and it was the last thing James' drunk brain could understand.

| L. E |

"Why did you have to screw it up?!" Lily asked, annoyed and frustrated by all the drama. It was so tiring, always this fear that something would piss him off and he would completely lose his mind, and then Lily would have all those looks at her, a mixture of pity and judgment.

The party was supposed to be a different, relaxed time, they were supposed to have fun, have a drink, and Lily was finding it all good. Well, she had been in the kitchen since they arrived, but at least they were there so she couldn't complain.

She laughed when one of the freshmen climbed onto the table and nearly fell, or when she saw that boy come into the kitchen and looked more drunk than anyone else at the party, barely able to walk in a straight line, wondering where his glasses were. It was so fun to be surrounded by so much life, it was as if in that party there was no sadness and loneliness.

But he had to ruin all her happiness, like he always did.

'’Me? Are you going to blame me?’’ Snape yelled, even though he knew their friends were sleeping. Lily shook her head, too tired to fight, putting a hand to her temples to try to get her thoughts to sort themselves out in her mind. Take a deep breath, Lily, she thought, take a deep breath and count to ten.

"You're the one who punched him needlessly." Lily looked at him, trying to find in him that friend he'd once been, kind, lovely, who said he'd give the world to her. But now, Severus had turned into this man who seemed to have only two moods; completely angry or tame like a well-trained dog.

"He was touching you," he muttered, and anger seemed to burn in his black eyes. Which was reflected in the burning in Lily's chest.

‘’He wasn't touching me. He was drunk and wanted to know where his glasses were.” She said through clenched teeth, trying to take a few deep breaths before she exploded as usual, acting crazy and screaming whatever came to mind without a second thought. She needed to have more control of her feelings.

‘’Are you really dumb enough to believe that? He just wanted to fuck you.” Severus retaliated, and that made her take a step back into their small room, her calf touching the old sofa they had bought when they moved. Her eyes burned, tears of sadness and anger, mixtures that felt like sulfuric acid on her skin, but she wouldn't let them fall, not even one.

Severus seemed to realize the mistake he had made then, and his armor fell away, reverting to that tame dog.

"Lils, I didn't mean that." He sighed, as if he was the one tired of having to explain himself. It made her feel much smaller than before, making Lily think that maybe she could just disappear at any moment.

'’Forget it, I'm going to sleep'’ Lily tried to leave the room towards their bedroom but, as usual, Severus grabbed her arm and kept her there, his black eyes now seeming softer, as if all the anger had melted away and turned into sugar.

"I'm sorry, I just… I thought he was doing you something bad and I wanted to protect you." Severus kissed her, even though Lily hadn't shown she wanted it. "I love you so much and I would die before I let anyone hurt you," he whispered, his lips still too close to hers. '’Forgive me for this.'’

But she couldn't say anything, Lily just nodded because she was too tired to fight, and she already felt small and insufficient enough.

He just wanted to protect me, she thought, he loves me and he thought I was in danger, Lily mused, trying to make a rational part of her understand this once and for all.

[shivada-jade]

Intertwined Fate (2)

HAHEHAEHAHE look who decided to write a small continuation of intertwined fate

characters: various (but we're in mond rn) warnings: taken place before 1.6 (also written before 1.6)

The traveler is an enigma you fear you will never be able to face. They're just too... two-faced. Not in a bad way, but you can tell in front of vision wielders that they were not themselves. From your own observations, the Traveler was very... open.

"Daamnnn Diluc's kinda... hot. HAHA get it, chat? He's got that fire inside him, you know?" You hear the blonde say to Chat. Perhaps that was the nickname they called Paimon, but not even the flying fae noticed it, which concerned you.

You silently cringe while swirling around a wine glass with cranberry juice inside it, sitting on the second floor of Angel's Share. Today, the Knights planned to hold a birthday party; though, you had not talked to Jean in years, you were delighted to know you were invited. You'd still rather sit alone than converse with the Knights and a bard you hardly knew. It gave you an opportunity to speak with your old friend, but with Traveler hanging around, you doubt you'll be able to speak with the Acting Grandmaster.

The foreigner stopped, half-way in front of you while climbing the stairs after making their, ahem, their comment about the bar tender in the first floor. It was odd how they would jump on the tables and run in circles, blabbering about some sort of whale? Whaling, they called it. Whaling for Jean.

You shake your hands before forcing yourself to get out of your seat and stand up to talk with the Traveler before they go talk with Jean.

"Ahem," You clear your throat and tap their shoulder. They turn around bewildered and slap their face. You wince, in shock, but not surprised they did that.

You continue, "Traveler, may I have a word with you?"

"Are they talking to me?" You hear them muse out loud to themselves. They make hand movements again and point to their left. "Hold on, chat. I'm gonna restart the game, because I am sure [Name] doesn't debut until the Golden Apple Archipelago."

You frown, tapping your fingers against your arm impatiently. "You hail from another world, but not the one you speak of in front of my friends," You state, not giving them time to restart the game. "Who are you, and who is Chat? How..."

You stop yourself and breathe in to ponder. You recall how you were caught off guard on how they knew so much about the vision wielders. They knew too much.

"How did you know of the origins who hold a vision?" Your own purple vision starts to glow dangerously. You overheard Traveler speaking about you so carelessly. Again, no one heard but you, but how did they know about you when you haven't shared anything about yourself?

You cover the glowing orb on your gold chain hanging off your side, ready for any danger or threat, because Traveler has been throwing red flags everywhere.

They tense, "Did you just fourth break the wall-"

You squint your eyes, "diD yOu jUSt BReAk tEH fORutH wAlL? Please, I am tired, I just want to drink my juice, greet Jean good night, and go home. Please just answer."

"OH MY GO-"

You can faintly hear the sound of a chair falling down, and it was not anyone in Angel's Share. It was a noise that closely sounded like a faint echo. It gave you chills.

"Ping! urmom123abc cheered x50! NOT U FALLING OFF UR CHAIR-"

Now you are sure that is not Traveler.

anyway!! here's the my little game plan that can change anytime: 1) this is originally meant for platonic love, so if i ever continue this further, expect it to be platonic 2) let's say if i do continue this, should the traveler be aether or lumine 3) no promises, but who are people most looking forward to meeting

for those who asked to be tagged, im sorry D: i am still debating if i want to continue this.. hm... many think

[ssamie]

nine. reki?!

oikawa tooru x fem langa!reader

(hq x sk8 the infinity)

warnings: spelling mistakes, swearing, 2k+ words, u have langa’s blue hair sorry

gen masterlist.            “snow” masterlist.

"Y/N I FOUND YOU!" reki exclaimed as he sprinted towards her 

"man, you guys sure were fast" he said "i almost lost you guys in the trail" the redhead tripped way too many times as he struggled to avoid the random bushes and twigs sticking from the forest grounds 

"Y/N!" reki grinned as he finally came to a halt before her 

though she didn't respond and simply blinked as she stared at him wide-eyed as if she was seeing a ghost. "uh- y/n?" reki sweat dropped as he poked her cheek 

the redhead then sighed and flicked her right in the forehead, making her yelp and gently cradle the sore spot. "y/n!" he yelled again, this time with a soft laugh of amusement 

"reki?!" y/n shrieked out as she finally snapped out of whatever daydream she was in. 

reki laughed and pinched her cheeks with his hands, squishing her already heating up face as she gapes up at him in disbelief "took ya long enough" reki mused "did you miss me?" he asked 

"y-yeah! i missed you!" she stammered out as she placed her hands on reki's cheeks and lightly pinched them as well. she and reki chuckled, encaging each other in their arms as the boys watch their interaction. 

"you did so great! i saw you do your trick again!" reki exclaimed as he shook her shoulders excitedly. "thanks! i also did stuff that you taught me!" she smiled as she let reki shake her up as he pleased 

"also how are you here? adam said he didn't invite you" she asked him once he had finally calmed down. reki then scowled and let out a huff "yeah, he didn't. i had to save up for a ticket to fly here with the others" he said 

"and some guy tweeted about it so i was able to find the location" he explained as he showed her the said tweet. she grinned and nodded along "im glad you're here reki" she beamed "i really missed you" 

"me too" reki chuckled. he then eyes the boys behind her and sheepishly waved. "aren't ya gonna introduce me to your friends?" he mused

y/n perked up and looked back at the boys. "right!" she said. she brought up hanamaki and matsukawa first. "this is hanamaki-san and matsukawa-san. we're in the same year and they're in the volleyball team i mentioned." she said 

hanamaki and matsukawa grinned at him and raised their hand to wave "hey, so you're the reki she's always talking about huh?" hanamaki mused 

"she talks about me?" reki asked with a smile 

y/n spluttered and shook her head "that's not true! i don't talk about you at all!" she rebutted 

reki sweat dropped and scratched his head in confusion "oh.. okay then..?" 

y/n then shook her head again and paled from the guilt "i mean of course i do! you're my best friend!" she shrieked out "i talk about you all the time, reki!" she rambled 

reki sweat dropped and comforting patted her back. "so which one is it, really?" he chuckled as watched her distressed state. "let's.. let's move on.." y/n cleared her throat as she gestured to iwaizumi next. 

"this is iwaizumi-san. he's in my class and we're also neighbors." she said. "hey man, nice to meet you" iwaizumi sent him a curt nod, to which reki responded to with a smile 

"nice to meet you too, iwaizumi! im reki!" he introduced himself with a wave 

as the two conversed, she looked back to find oikawa, only to find him sitting by a curb, looking at the passing cars with a bored look on his face. with a hint of confliction, she reluctantly walked away from reki and towards the brunette. 

"oikawa-san?" she called out to him. "yeah?" oikawa replied as he briefly looked back to glance at her "you need something, y/n-chan?" he asked 

"um." she muttered "are you okay?" she asked as she crouched down beside him. "yeah, whyd you ask?" oikawa hummed with a faint smile 

"no reason.." she muttered as she scooted closer to him. "are you tired? you don't seem as lively as usual." she said 

oikawa shrugged and brought his knees up to his chest, "kinda." he said. "aren't you gonna go back to reki?" he asked. he faced her with a smile and chuckled "you were so excited whenever you mentioned him." he mused "so i thought you'd have a more escalating reaction than that" 

y/n raised a brow at his indifferent tone and playfully nudged him with her elbow. "you're so weird, oikawa-san. are you jealous or something?" she jokingly asked with a laugh 

"ahahaha." oikawa laughed along with a staright face. "yes." 

"what?" she blinked with a blank smile as she looked up at him cluelessly. "just kidding!" oikawa exclaimed with a cheeky grin. he ruffled her hair and laughed as she simply looked at him in confusion. "you're so gullible, y/n-chan! but i guess that's what makes you fun" okawa chuckled as he stood up from the ground to stretch his limbs 

"cmon, let's go. i wanna meet your friend too, yaknow?" oikawa mused as he held out his hands for her to grab 

she smiled and took his hands, pulling herself up as she dragged him over to the redhead. "you'll like him a lot, oikawa-san" she said "reki is nice, i swear!" 

"reki!!" she called out with a grin "hey" reki waved back. 

he then perked up as he recognised the brunette she was dragging around. "oh, you're that guy from a while ago!" reki exclaimed "i recognised you, haha" 

oikawa smiled back and nodded. "yup, that's me.." 

"im oikawa tooru. nice to meet you, reki-kun!" oikawa beamed with a charming grin. "you too!" reki grinned as he excitedly shook his hand. "hey, you guys wanna come with us? me and the others wanted to have a late night snack" 

"the others?" y/n hummed in confusion "what do you mean? are they-" 

"Y/N!" a loud shout was heard 

y/n looked behind reki's shoulder and paled as she watched miya propell himself from a random curve and fly through the air towards her direction. "m-miya?! wait! don't jump! you'll hit--" she was cut off by miya's stomach hitting her straight in the face 

"YOU SLIME! I TOLD YOU TO WAIT!" miya hissed at reki as he hugged her head with his arms while he wraps his legs around her torso 

"hey, if i didn't go ahead, we would've lost them!" reki rebutted with a huff "and get off her! you're not a cat! stop it!" reki exclaimed as he tried to pry him off of her 

"you don't know that" miya huffed, "also, back off, slime! we're having a moment." he said as he hugged her even tighter 

"you're killing her, rather" cherry chimed in as he watched y/n clawing desperately for miya to let her head go "she's losing air" he sighed as he plucked miya off of her

y/n heaved as she held miya up by the back of his thighs, holding him as you would with a child as she gasped for air. "i've missed you, miya.." she meekly chuckled as she ruffled his hair 

miya's face exploded into a concerningly bright shade of red as he huffed. "hmp. miss you too or whatever.." he muttered. "he's so stubborn." reki sweat dropped as he watched miya desperately try to keep his nonchalant façade but obviously failing 

"huh? who's this?" miya raised a brow as he looked oikawa up and down "did you find a slime boyfriend while you were gone?!" 

oikawa scowled and gave miya a nasty glare "hah? me? a slime?" he scoffed in offense 

"who else would i be talking about, slime?" miya taunted him 

he then gave him a smug smirk and laughed "well, my bad for that one."he mused "i mean you're a slime, yeah. but you'd never be her boyfriend" he sneered "she's just too good for you" 

oikawa scowled once again and glared down at the boy. "who says i can't be her boyfriend?" he sneered 

"why? are you?" miya gritted his teeth as he glared at oikawa 

"no. but you're definitely not either" oikawa gave him an irked smile "whatever, i won't argue with kids." oikawa mused as he waved him off

miya hissed at him under his breath and reached out to claw at him, only for y/n to stop him by grasping his hands and keeping them in place. "dont argue with people you just met, shittykawa!" iwaizumi scolded the brunette 

"he started it!" oikawa rebutted, earning a smack from iwaizumi. "shut up." iwaizumi scowled "be nice. you're embarrassing me." 

"anyways, wanna join us?" joe asked as he flexed his arms with a grin "i could go for a drink right now" 

"they're underaged!" cherry said as he slapped joe in the head 

"well where else are we supposed to go?!" joe exclaimed with a groan "McDonald's?!" 

"i want a happy meal.." y/n said as she and miya looked at the toys displayed by the counter

"i want that toy.." miya said as he stared longingly at the cat toy

"i want fries!" reki exclaimed as he faced cherry with an expectant look

cherry raised a brow and glared down at them "why are you looking at me like that?" he asked "im not gonna pay for you." he narrowed his eyes at them

"but we're broke!" reki exclaimed. "you have some pocket money, just use that" shadow said as he ordered himself a burger. "but its too expensive!!" reki whined dramatically as he slumped on the seat

"what're you guys gonna get?" he asked the boys. iwaizumi shrugged "just a drink that's all." he said "we'll share fries!" hanamaki said as he pointed to matsukawa beside him

"i got a happy meal too!" oikawa grinned as he laid the box on the table with a grin, chuckling as y/n and miya 'ooh'ed in amazement

"can we share?" y/n asked with sparkling eyes as she sat down beside the brunette

"are you gonna keep that? im taking it." miya said as he snatched the cat toy and pocketed it with a cat-like smirk

"hey! don't take too much!" oikawa exclaimed as he slapped her hand away "and you! cat boy! paws off my toy!" oikawa hissed as he playfully fought miya 

"BACK OFF, SLIME!" miya hissed back 

"well, at least they're getting along quite well" joe mused with a laugh. "and those two are having their long awaited reunion" shadow sneered as he nodded towards y/n and reki 

y/n smiled as reki rambled to her about the moments she's missed in okinawa. she really couldn't understand anything with how fast he was talking but it was nice to hear his voice. 

"you still make those same faces" she muttered 

("reki my love🥰🏳️‍🌈... of skateboarding 😝😃💔♀️" do u guys remember that from the dub 😭) 

"what? what's wrong with my face?" reki abruptly stopped rambling as he blinked at her with a confused smile. "nothing.." she smiled at him. she turned to miya and whispered, "reki's face always makes weird expressions.." to which miya agreed to with a nod 

"eh?! did you just say my face is weird?!" reki shrieked out in offense 

"no.. it said your face is.." she trailed off with a sheepish expression "unique." she finished off with a smile "so unique." she praised him with a smile as she petted his hair 

"somehow, i feel very judged at the moment" reki sweat dropped 

"no no, you're very beautiful!" she beamed at him. "i like your cute expressions" 

"awe you think im cute?" reki smiled at her with a faint blush tinting his cheeks 

"NO! I TAKE THAT BACK!" she panicked "you're normal." she said 

reki sweat dropped and nervously rubbed the back of his neck from the sudden change of heart. "oh.. okay..?" he muttered in confusion 

"never mind! reki, you're not normal!" she exclaimed in a state of distress and flusteredness. 

"that's even worse!" reki exclaimed with a gasp of shock

"i meant you're perfect and amazing!" she shrieked as she covered her face which was heating up from embarrassment 

the rest of the group sweat dropped as they watched the interaction play out. they knew she was bad with flirting but they didn't expect it to be to this extent. "ah, young love" joe chuckled "i was like that once too" he mused 

"really?" miya raised a brow at his statement 

"no. im not a loser" joe laughed "im a ladies man, girls just come to me, ya know?" he grinned as he flexed his biceps 

beside him, cherry grimaced and scrunched his face in distaste. "you're getting too confident, you gorilla." he scoffed "you were like that to me back then." cherry taunted 

everyone at the table's eyes widened as they eyed joe suspiciously, whistling under their breaths as they eagerly listen in on the conversation. 

"i- that's not-" joe gritted his teeth and groaned in aggravation "i thought you were a girl, okay?!" he defended 

"i was so clearly wearing a male uniform like you and everyone else." cherry deadpanned 

"its just the hair, i swear!" 

"joe.." y/n muttered "it's okay. we accept you." she smiled at him 

"yeah. gay rights i guess" miya shrugged as he sipped on his coke 

"i- this isn't funny anymore, i get that you wanna joke around-" joe deadpanned 

"hey!" reki exclaimed, startling everyone in the table as he points an accusing finger to joe's face. "gender identity is not a joke!" he exclaimed "yeah!!" y/n cheered him on 

joe sweat dropped and glared at them with dread. "im leaving you behind so you can stay and rot with your goddamn girlfriend" he said to reki 

"and i'm not gay!!" 

this is short and idk why gender identity suddenly came up ?? i was writing an essay for it on our health exam a while ago so maybe that's why ?? I'M NOT QUEERBAITING I SWEAR! ALSO THIS WHOLE SHOW IS FRUITY ANYWAYS ?? 

sorry for the spelling /grammar mistakes if there are any :<

ALSO APPARENTLY JOE LIKED ADAM AND NOT CHERRY?? IS THAT TRUE?? 

[smileybokuto]

Cherry Soda | Chapter Seven | Tendo’s Love Cafe

Chapter: Tendo’s Love Cafe

wc: 1k

warnings: Text messages, minimal ushijima in this chapter

a/n: This chapter is fluffy don’t worry there will be

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         It was hard for Y/n to get out of bed because they knew that the person they spent their whole life with was not going to be outside the door waiting for them, like they used too. It was frustrating because all Y/n wanted to do was share their happiness with their best friend. Slowly dragging themselves out of bed sighing and stretching then glances out their window to see the sun starting to rise. 

      “I wonder if he’ll talk to me today…” A sharp pain strikes Y/n’s heart at the thought of Ushijima not being outside or worse not speaking to them again. With a loud sigh Y/n starts their day heading down and making themselves coffee. Opening their front door they did not expect to see anyone there but to their surprise Semi and Tendo were waiting outside for them. Their heart dropped a little but they were happy to see their friends outside their door. 

      “Morning!!” Tendo sings. 

      “You’re too loud Tendo. Morning Y/n.” Semi says while rubbing his eyes.

      “Morning.” Y/n looks back into the house and shouts. “I’m off.”

      “How did you sleep?” Semi asks scratching the back of his neck. 

      “I slept okay.” Y/n nods.

Ping. 

      Y/n looks at their phone to see a morning message from Sugarwara. 

     “Is that the setter?”

     “Yeah he’s really refreshing to talk too.” Y/n muses. 

     “Oh Mr. Refreshing, I like that.” Tendo hums. 

       After school, Y/n was close to tears on their way to the gym when they spotted a certain silver haired setter leaning against the gym entrance. 

      “Sugawara?! What are you doing here? It’s not friday yet.” Y/n asks shuffling closer, stopping right in front of him. 

     “You said you weren’t having a good day so I thought maybe if you’re free we could go for coffee?” 

      “Ah… I have practice right no-,” Y/n mumbles.

     “Yahoo~” Tendo says walking up behind Y/n looking at Sugawara. 

     “Oh hi! I’m Sugawara from Karasuno.” Sugawara smiles at Tendo with his hand extended. Tendo takes it and gives it a firm handshake. 

     “What are you two up too?” Tendo sings.

    “I was just asking Y/n if they wanted to go out for coffee but they said they had practice. So I can just wait.” Sugawara smiles and Y/n perks up at the suggestion. 

    “No no no. I’ll cover for you today Y/n but let me talk to mr. refreshing first.”

    “Really Tendo?!?!?” Y/n beams at him. 

    “Yes, you guys should go to my love cafe,” Tendo nods satisfied. 

    “Love Cafe?!?!?!” Sugawara says flustered. 

    “Yeah don’t worry about it! Y/n knows where it is!” Tendo slinks his arm around Sugawara’s shoulder and looks at Y/n. “Why don’t you go get your stuff?” 

    “Okay.” Y/n smiles and runs off to get the rest of their stuff. 

     Meanwhile, Tendo’s soft smile turned into a frown as he looked at Sugawara. He takes his hand off and leans against the wall crossing his arms over his chest. 

     “You’ve created a lot of problems for us, Mr. Refreshing.”

     “Huh? I’m sorry I don’t know what I did.” Sugawara frowns as his brow furs. 

     “I’m sure you don’t but I feel bad so I’m going to give you a little bit of advice. Y/n is in love with Ushijima but is too dense to see it. The same can be said for our Miracle boy. They are both so bad at seeing their feelings.” Tendo hums and Sugawara nods. 

     “I had a feeling,” his smile completely drops as he continues. “Y/n talks mainly about Ushijima-san but I’m not ready to give them up. They're amazing. If Y/n leaves me for Ushijima I will completely understand and I won’t hold any bad feelings towards them. But with the way Ushijima is handling the situation he doesn’t deserve Y/n. I just want Y/n to be happy if that’s with me or with Ushijima. I want to help them but I’m not going to give up.” 

     “You’re not a bad guy, Mr. Refreshing. But you are going to get hurt in the end or you are going to hurt Y/n.” Tendo says patting his shoulder and walking into the gym. 

      A few moments later Y/n walks back out. They run up to Sugawara with a big smile. 

     “Are you ready to go?” Sugawara smiles at Y/n who nods enthusiastically. 

     “The cafe’s just around the corner! It’s also not called the love cafe but it is a cat cafe. Tendo calls it that cause the cats give you unconditional love.” Y/n clarifies and Sugawara chuckles nodding.

     “He’s a good friend.” 

     “What did you two talk about anyways?” 

    “It’s a secret.” Sugawara grins placing his finger over his lips. 

    “That’s not fair.” Y/n pouts and laughs after. 

    When they arrived Y/n got them a table while Sugawara ordered coffee for the both of them. The entire time they were there Y/n talking about Ushijima and their past reminiscing about all the things they use to do with each other. Sugawara could see how much it was hurting Y/n everytime they talked about the past and then realising that it’s changed so much. For a few minutes Y/n sat there silent in the head, wondering why everything changed. Sugawara sat across from them studying them. 

    “I’m really a selfish person.” Sugawara sighs staring at Y/n who looks over at him. 

    “You’re not selfish.” Y/n says reaching out and grabbing his hand. Sugawara gave it a tiny squeeze. 

      “Yes I am.” A sad sigh leaves him as he stares down at a cat looking to climb into his lap. Sugawara backs up a little giving the kitten room to jump on. “What a cute little kitten?”

      “Yeah.” Y/n smiles. 

     After Sugawara dropped Y/n off at their house he pulls out his phone and calls the only person he trusted with this situation. 

     “Suga?” 

    “Ah Daichi? Did I wake you?”

    “No. What’s up? I’m just doing a bit of homework.” 

    “I just wanted to run something past you.” 

    “Ok shoot.”

[fivesoskingdom]

undisclosed desires - c.h

A/N: This is actually a part of a big fanfic I'm writing, but I don't really know if I'm going to post it, I just love the scene too much to keep it just for me.

Summary: Calum is your muay thai professor, but he's also best friends with Ashton, a friend of yours. One night you go out with both of them to see a Muse cove concert. The thing is: Muse is your ultimate sex band.

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"Can I ask you one thing?" he talks again when Ashton get up to go to the bathroom. You nod. "Do you like Ashton?"

"He's great, why?"

"You know I don't mean like that."

"Oh..." you laugh. "No, I don't. Why?"

"The way you two act around each other, he calls you baby girl... Looks like a couple to me."

"I hate when he calls me baby girl." you roll your eyes. "He jokes saying that he's my daddy."

"This is a relationship to me."

"Well, surely isn't. I can assure you." You look around and doesn't see Lola. "She isn't here anymore."

"He's not going to hook up with her again. Trust me. Do you wanna dance?"

"Sure, let's go." you two get up and go to the improvised dance floor, the music is loud, the rock band plays all your favorites songs, but when they start to play Time is running out you totally freak out. This is your ultimate sex song and you can't hear it without getting turned on almost automatically. You look at Calum that is looking at you and suddenly you notice that this is the first time you really see him without workout clothes. Yesterday was so quick that you didn't really payed attention, so just now you're really seeing him. And you see him in a whole new way. Yes, you already knew that Calum is absolutely gorgeous, but until this moment you just thought about him like being a really handsome, cute, funny guy. Now you really sees him. You see how his jawline is strong, how his arms are so muscled, how his big hands make your skin feel funny while he touch your waist, how the cold metal of his rings contrasts with your hot body. His lips, his hair, his smile. His whole body. Time is running out make you desire Calum in some way that you never desired anyone. After this song, like the band wanted you to be totally lost, they start to play Undisclosed Desires. You stop dancing, tired, and turn around to see the show, Calum stays in your back, singing along. He always come close to talk something, always putting one hand on your waist, hugging you from behind. At some point he does this so many times that he just let his hand there, holding you. You can't concentrate, all you feel is his hand in your waist holding you and a beer while the other one holds a cigarette. Calum sing the chorus in your ear, since you two are so damn close, and it makes you shake in his arms. "You can't do that." you turn around your head until you find his ear.

"Do what?" you know he's screaming, but in your ear sounds just like a sexy whisper.

"Sing undisclosed desires in my ear and expect me to do nothing. Even more if you sing the chorus."

"Sorry?" he laughs. "I didn't know that."

"It's a fucking sex song, Calum. You're just singing, but my brain understands that you wants to satisfy the undisclosed desires in my heart. And there's a lot there." you laugh too.

"So do you want me to stop?"

"No." you say simply and turn your head back to the band. Calum hand still in your waist, he still sings in your ear and you still feel so fucking turned on that all you want to do is fuck Calum in the bathroom. The next song is Feeling Good, the boy behind you still teases you, so you decide to tease him back. At this point your bodies are glued on each other, you start to dance slowly, rubbing your ass on him, going up and down with the rhythm of the song, doesn't take too much time until you can feel that he's starting to get hard. You smile and take his cigarette, smoking slowly and making sure to let a lipstick stain. You can see him watching every moviment you take, swallowing and biting his lips.

"You made your point." he says in your ear when you give his cigarette back.

"Did I?" you say in the same way. The band starts to play Madness and you are one hundred per cent sure that they're doing this on purpose. It's only sex songs. Calum laughs. You continue to dance, he start to pull you even closer, his hand so fixed in your waist that almost hurt, everytime he needs to drink he just hold you with the cigarette hand, going back and forth with both. You can feel all his body, how hard he is, his smell, even his breath. It's a fucking torture. But neither of you do anything else, just teases each other, which is worse. He lights another cigarette and gives it to you, you smoke for a little before put it in his mouth, taking advantage to, like you didn't want to, leave a kiss in his jawline. You feel him shake and give one little smile, making you smile too. He touches your hand to get the cigarette and you feel like some electricity is going all over your body. This is how you stay the rest of the show.

[endearingheathens]

Blank mind

Send "Blank mind" for a situation where my muse doesn't remember anything.

Distorted, muffled noise pulls him back. However, he doesn't reach towards consciousness until the sounds become a bit more clear. Someone is talking and there's more than one person present. Why can't he see anything? There's an object on the upper part of his face. A chill coming from it and a bit of moisture. Fennec doesn't have the energy to move it, his limbs feel weighed down despite the lack of anything actually holding him down. The volume of those speaking reaches an unbearable point and he mumbles out at them. "Too loud ...stop." His shoulder is grasped, causing an immediate flinch. He would turn his head to face that direction if not for the fatigue. The more he thinks about it a realization occurs. His body doesn't just feel tired - it's sore.

The pressure over his forehead is removed, eyes blinking open but incapable of clearly seeing much. His vision blurred and unfocused until someone leaned forward. They're holding an ice pack and towel, the objects that probably slid down and sort of blinded him earlier. Long hair, make up, jewelry, and violet eyes. She looked relieved but he didn't recognize the woman. Someone else asked how he was feeling. His head shifts to the left at whoever still held his shoulder. Blue eyes that appeared very tired and the dark circles underneath added to that. A smooth head lacking any locks and the weirdest thing - sharp teeth. Are those real or is the brunette seeing things? Their voice is nervous and shaky, clearly concerned but he could pick up on something else. The tone of someone making an apology. They add on about wishing they hadn't missed the phone call.

A deeper voice interrupted, an older man standing at the end of the bed and repeating a question before adding a follow up, "How are you feeling? Do you remember what happened last night?" Dark hair and eyes, both a shade of brown. Probably the one in charge and looking equally as worn out. Possibly more so than the other two. How can he respond? No one looks familiar and he can't recall where he is. The only clue being the bed so it's some form of residence. Definitely someone's bedroom. Aside from the aching limbs and head, nothing else feels worthy of note. The soft rumbling from his abdomen proved otherwise.

"I... My head hurts. My arms and left leg too. I'm also hungry..." His tone and manner of speaking made the rest pause. Polite, short answers which are helpful in this moment but not his usual way of speaking to any of them. The female reassures him that someone will bring him some soup in a moment but tries once again to have the topic set back to last night's supposed accident. She brought up having found him near the kitchen, laid out on the floor. As if he just collapsed without reason in the middle of the night. "No... Don't remember that. Sorry. I should have said this first but I don't know who any of you are either."

[tsukuyohmi]

My mind is a place of dusty bookshelves and knowledge long forgotten, information that holds no value outside of what I give it. Sorry, it's getting rather late and that's when I become more how do I say um excitable.

Well my eyes are hazel, the blue green yellow eyes. I love eyes, they mark such a unique point of the human body and they also guard the soul. I bet you have the most beautiful eyes, blue eyes are so gorgeous. Moles litter my body, mostly concentrated on my arms and thighs. My favorite ones are on my neck, they stand out quite a bit.

I get so excited and loud when I talk about something I have passion in. Hmm what other information can I share with you, oh another thing my identity has been changed. With magic called T, so I hope that guides you better.

How is the writing going? Have you started to rest even a little? Please tell me you have at least gotten some water?

when it gets late, my mind wander more, jumping from subject to subject to stay active but still too slow to process actions and words fully. but besides that, night is probably my preferred over day time, i've always been a night owl since i was young and much hasn't changed since then.

i love brown and hazel eyes. my sister has more hazel ones than blue and they've always fascinated me. the patterns and colors irises can be and how they match with our features. i don't feel mine are too pretty sometimes, they fall in the more grey-blue category so i always feel they're too dull and muted. they stand out and yet they don't at the same time.

ah t is something i have thought about and considered but... i feel i'm too unstable in my life mentally to make such a decision without worry of regret. i'm proud of those that have made that choice and pursue their identity but i want to make sure of my identity and how i view myself are in a healthy spot to make such a decision.

writing isn't going anywhere at the moment. some requests are hard for me to get into or like,, feel that muse or scenario but i feel bad skipping over because if i do, i might never get back to it. i'm resting, relaxing on my couch with my dogs while i pick which request to write and i promise, i drank plenty of water at work.

[atombombbagel]

Yoooo!! I'm loving the frickin Nate drama! Instead of Nate becoming violent, what if he stuck around the settlement for a bit while Sole was making up her mind and he starts chatting up "intimate" details of his and Sole's past relationship(while possibly intoxicated)with companions unaware that they're the ones who are now romantically involved with her; how awkward and uncomfortable do companions get?

So this is an alternate ending to Part one, where Nate returns and he is alive, this isn’t a continuation of part two. (I suggest if you haven’t read the first one, you go to that to get the background of the situation).

PART ONE

PART TWO

Also, Slightly NSFW

There was no way Sole was going to leave her companion for him, not after everything that had happened, the fact of the matter being confirmed seeing how Nate was acting, drunk already. She hadn’t told him yet, she didn’t know how to bring up the matter because she knew how he was and how he’d react… 

Cait: Cait wassitting on the bar stool a couple of seats down from Nate, low key listening inon his conversation with the bartender.

“She’s freaky,” Nate slurred, leaning his weight on the baras he leaned into the bartender, if he was trying to be quiet he was failing atit, “gave me a blow job in the middle of a parking lot,” he sniggered, liftinghis beer back to hips lips and taking a long swig of it. Cait scoffed fromwhere she was sitting, making Nate look over to her.

“What a fucking asshole,” she muttered to herself, only Natehad heard her say it.

“Got a problem sweetheart?” Nate slurred again, turning hisfull body to Cait. Cait swung her legs around, slamming her beer on the table.

“Watch yer fuckin’ mouth, wouldn’t go running it around inthese parts,” Cait warned, the only warning she’d give him. He laughed darkly.

“I’ll say whatever I want about my wife honey,” Cait huffed,pushing herself off the stool and storming over to where Nate sat.

“I warned ya,” She said before knocking Nate square in theface, he fell to the ground, his hands flying up to hold his bleeding nose,“Don’t disrespect my girlfriend again, because I’ll fuckin’ end ya, ya prick,”

Curie: Natestumbled through the street, a warm gwinette ale in his hand. He messily dranksome, a bit of the drink spilling onto his vault suit as made his way backtowards the bar, only leaving to take a leak. He saw Sole out of the corner ofhis eye, Curie standing next to her as they spoke to each other.

“D’ya remember the time youuu gave me a handjob under thetable in your parents house, because that, that was great,” Nate hiccupped, nowstanding in front of the two of them.

“Nate!” Sole snapped, shaking her head. Curie uncomfortablyshifted from one foot to the other, looking from Nate to Sole, “Ignore him,he’s drunk,” Sole said, pushing past Nate and walking into her and Curie’sshared house.

“She’s a tease that one,” Nate said, his eyes followingafter Sole.

“That’s enough!” Curie snapped, startling Nate, “Keep yourcrude comments to yourself,” she walked past Nate, her anger bubbling up insideher, but she restrained herself from doing anything to him.

Danse: Danse hadbeen walking past the bar when he heard Nate’s loud obnoxious voice frominside, he stopped when he heard him mention Sole’s name. He decided to listenin from outside.

“I’ll take another!” he shouted at the bartender, slammingdown his empty bottle on the table, “man, being frozen for 200 years reallymakes you horny,” Nate laughed, making Danse scoff at the thought, “One time,my wife,” he hiccupped, “she let me put it in her ass, and maaann, it feltgood,”

Danse went a bright shade of red as he listened to Natespill intimate secrets about Sole and it felt like he’d read her diary, it waspersonal and what he was doing was wrong on so many levels. He was disgusted byNate’s actions, it made him very uncomfortable and he couldn’t listen inanymore, instead he decided to go and tell Sole about it. Because she deservedto know how much of a sleaze her ex is.

Deacon: Deaconwas standing, arms crossed in the dark corner of the bar, Sole standing next tohim as they both watched Nate at the bar, ordering himself six shots, that hedowned one after the other.

“He’s sticking around?” Deacon asked rhetorically, reallywishing the guy would just give up and leave already but clearly Nate wasn’tgoing to give up without a fight. Nate turned around and spotted Sole, a smirkspreading across his face.

“Hey darlin! Still up for that threesome?” he mused, makingSole’s eyes go wide as she covered her face with her hand, he’d embarrassed herin front of everyone she knew, in front of Deacon, “or maybe you just want meto watch you with another woman?”

“Oh my god,” Sole muttered to herself. Deacon pushed himselfoff the wall and made his way outside, he couldn’t listen to that asshole speakany more, he didn’t want to be brought into the middle of any drama. Becausewith drama, brings attention, something he didn’t like.

“Awh, perhaps your friend is too mellow for that,” Natejoked again, laughing to himself, in fact he was the only one laughing. Soleshook her head, following Deacon outside, she had to explain but he was nowhereto be found.

Gage: Gage didn’tdrink, and this was exactly the reason why. He shook his head as he sipped abit of his Nuka Cola Orange, embarrassed for Sole, they’d actually been marriedto the man. Nate leaned into the settler next to him, his hand on her leg as hetrailed it higher up her dress.

“Come on, my wife let me do whatever I wanted, like all thetime,” the settler looked away from him, moving his hand from her leg, “hah,she was easy thinking about it and loud, very loud,”

Gage shifted in his seat, trying for Sole’s sake, not to getup and break Nate’s arm, which he was extremely tempted to do. Nate opened hismouth again spilling more secrets about Sole and Gage snapped, getting up andmoving to the seat next to Nate.

“Mate,” he said to Nate grabbing his attention, “Speak abouther again and I’ll knock your teeth from your mouth,” Nate gulped as he lookedat the raider, who was fully dressed in scary armour with a menacing look onhis face, “just so we’re clear,” Gage got back up, tapping Nate’s back with ahard hit, making him jolt forward, nearly hitting his face off the bar. Thatwas the last time he spoke about her like that.

Hancock: Themayor sat back on the sofa, holding a cigarette to his lips as he watched adrunk Nate from a distance. From the moment he met him, he didn’t take a likingto the man, maybe because he was a little jealous he’d previously held Sole’sheart or the fact the guy was a total asshole.

“She likes it rough, trust me on that, begs for it,” Natestumbled, holding himself up on the table he was standing next to. Hancockfrowned as he listened to Nate talk about Sole like that, “One time she’d mademe-”

“I think you’ve had enough pal,” Hancock said, holding ontoNate’s shoulder, Nate tried to shove him off, but Hancock gripped his shouldertightly, “I said, that’s enough,” he growled, grabbing Nate’s drink from hishand and putting it on the bar. He pulled Nate outside, pushing him into thestreet making Nate nearly fall to the ground but he steadied himself.

“If I hear you talking about Sole like that in public again,I will put a fucking knife in your gut, do you understand me?” Hancock saidcalmly, making Nate scoff, “I said,” he grabbed Nate again, upper cutting himin the stomach, “Do you hear me?” he spoke through gritted teeth, Nate yelped,nodding and Hancock released him, shoving him again, “Get the fuck out ofhere,”

MacCready: Natestumbled into Sole’s house, nearly tripping over the mat as he made his way intothe living room. Sole was sitting on the counter, MacCready standing in betweenher legs as they joked around, the two of them being interrupted by Natecoughing.

“We fucked on that counter, do you remember dear? multipletimes,” Nate said with a chuckle, realising that he’d made MacCreadyuncomfortable. MacCready stepped away from Sole, crossing his arms across hischest, “In fact we fucked on pretty much every surface in this house,” Natestepped closer to Sole, running his hand up her leg but she slapped him off.Nate faked a face of shock, “We could relive those memories,” he said, his hotbreath hitting Sole’s ear. MacCready left the room, making his way to Sole’sand his bedroom, closing the door behind him with a bang.

“Get out,” Sole seethed, jumping down from the counter. Natestepped back, “get out of my house,” she shouted. Nate turned around in a huff,walking out into the street and Sole slammed the door behind him. Sole openedthe door to her bedroom, frowning as she noticed MacCready sitting on the bedwith his head in his hands. She climbed onto the bed behind him, wrapping herarms around his waist.

“I can’t believe he’d treat you like that,” MacCreadyfinally said, looking up, “I’m sorry I had to leave, hearing him, I wanted tobeat the sh- the crap out of him,”

Nick: “She’sboring in bed I can tell you that,” Nate flung around his arm, nearly spillinghis drink in the process, “but she does have a tight ass,”

“Haven’t you ever heard of don’t kiss and tell?” Nickinterrupted, confronting Nate. Nick was classy, and he couldn’t stand foranyone disrespecting their loved ones in such vulgar ways, because that wasn’tlove and Sole deserved respect. More respect than Nate was showing her, he wasdisgusted by his behaviour.

“Don’t really care bot,” Nate sassed back.

“Well you should care! She did nothing but love you andyou’re treating her like this, you are a disgrace of a person and she deservesbetter,” Nick shot a disapproving glare at Nate making him look down, “andthat’s what I’m going to give her,” he said to himself, walking away, swearinghe’d never act like that.

Piper: Not onlyhad Nate sat down next to her, he was now flirting with her and Piper couldn’teven hide the disgusted look from her face as she looked at Nate.

“Show me a smile,” he said, his hand squeezing Piper’s knee,she almost picked up a knife from the table, planning to stab him in the leg.Instead, she pushed his hand from her leg, turning the other way.

“You know Sole right? Maybe you, me and her could go backand get lucky,” he whispered, leaning right up into Piper’s ear. She scoffedloudly, “Well, it isn’t like she hasn’t done it before, she was quite theslut,”

“You’re disgusting,” Piper said, getting up and leaving thebar, she couldn’t stay next to that creep for another second. She didn’tbelieve for one second that Sole was a slut and she nearly went back in thereto give Nate a piece of her mind, but she refrained from it.

Preston: Hewelcomed Nate into the neighbourhood because that was the polite thing to do,he didn’t want to cast him away with no place to live, so he put up with him,he hadn’t been trouble.

“Sole,” Nate said as he walked towards her, “Do you, stillhave those toys in your drawer?” he thought he’d said it quietly but the wholebar had heard him. Sole’s eyes widened as she realised what he was getting at,“You looked so hot playing with yourself,”

“Nate,” Sole said quietly, “keep your voice down,”

“Play with yourself for me,” he said, pushing himself upagainst her, backing her up against the wall. Preston was the one to come overand yank the drunk man off his girlfriend, shoving him away.

“You need to sleep off the alcohol,” Preston told him, butNate shook his head.

“Mind your own business,” Nate slurred, trying to shove himback but failing miserably.

“You made it my business when you aired your dirty laundryin my town, I suggest you leave, we’ve been accommodating but you crossed theline,” Nate looked between Preston and Sole before sneering and making his waytowards the door.

X6-88: Nateleaned into X6, who just turned to Nate with a straight face. Nate was lookingover at Sole who was laughing away with Preston in the corner.

“See her, she is magnificent at blow jobs, literally canmake you cum in minutes,” Nate said, nudging X6’s arm, pointing over towardsSole. X6 looked over at her and then back to Nate, although he was right, shewas good at them, it wasn’t something Nate should be sharing to everyone hemet.

“I don’t know why she ever stooped so low to actually dateyou, let alone marry you,” X6-88 stated.

“You what!” Nate shouted, trying to punch X6 but he stoppedhim, grabbing his hand and twisting it up behind his back. By now the whole barwas looking at them, including Sole.

“If I hit you here,” he jabbed Nate in his back with hisfingers, “I could snap your arm clean from your body,” he paused, “Want me todemonstrate?” Nate shook his head in panic and X6 let him go with a shove,making Nate fall to the ground, “I suggest you don’t show your face around hereagain.”

Maxson:  Nate had approached the Elder who was leaningagainst the wall outside Sole’s house, smoking a cigarette. He stood next tohim, looking up to him, because Maxson was a lot taller than Nate was.

“She’s kinky, we used to have a pair of handcuffs,” Nate said,the smell of alcohol on his breath smacking Maxson in the face, “but she likesropes too,” Nate tilted his head as he looked over at Sole who was leaning overa workbench, “her ass still looks great,”

“She still has them,” Maxson stated, flicking the ashes fromhis cigarette to the ground. Nate looked back up at him confused.

“What?”

“The handcuffs, she still has them,” Maxson threw the buttof his cigarette to the ground and stepped on it before leaning back andcrossing his arms over his chest, “Although, she won’t be using them with you,”Maxson looked down at Nate, who had a stunned look on his face. That certainlyshut him up, “Don’t even think about trying anything,” Maxson said sternly,pushing himself off the wall, he turned to face Nate, “She’s mine,”

Nate stayed silent as he watched Maxson walk over to whereSole was working on her weapon. Maxson turned around and winked at Nate, afinal ‘fuck you’ to him.