#thought it’ll be like 2 hours but noooo

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Inktober Day 4 (I know it’s day 5 right now but this took longer than I thought it would shush)-As greek myths!

What they’re saying if you can read it:

Random pirate guy: “TAKAHIDE!”

Takahide: “HE SAID HE WANTED TO SPEND HOURS TALKING ABOUT ANIMAL FACTS!!”

Fun fact: Did you know that sirens don’t always sing about love, sex or seduction? They sing whatever they can to tempt you overboard really!

Based off of @inkspottie Ouroboros series!

[bonknigirlinthehood]

Leisure Time [1]

Blade x Child!Reader

CW: Reader has Blade’s original hair color (White-ish), the reader’s age was around 5-6 years, and the gender is neutral.

TW: mention of Blade trying to kill you (literally just 5 words).

author's note: I have daddy issues and I'm craving some hsr men as daddies. There will be a part 2 in the future, alongside with a Zhongli-child reader fanfic that someone requested and I kept forgetting to post (I'm sorry t_t). The full picture will be uploaded later!.

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Synopsis: Blade just woke up from his sleep after a long day of mission, and found his child sleeping on the edge of the bed. He thought it’ll be fun to kind of annoy you for a bit.

Rain was pouring hard when blade was awake from his slumber. He looks around the dim room, then his body. It's covered with bandages, with some blood seeping through it.

He sighs and sits, running his hand through his hair as he slowly recalls what has happened the past few hours. He got into a fight, got wounded as usual, and then probably passed out. He sighs again, half frustrated, half annoyed until he realizes something was on the edge of his bed.

You were sleeping on the edge of the bed, a bowl of water was placed near your feet with a towel on it. You sleep peacefully, ignoring the fact that your sleeping position was so uncomfortable. 

Blade hesitantly reaches out to you, caressing your hair out of your face. Feeling calloused fingers touching you, you open your sleepy eyes and look at the man, still rubbing your eyes and trying to focus them.

"Daddy?" You ask, half whispering, then sweeping your body closer to him to take a better look. "A-are you okay?Is your head hurt?" Worried, you tried to stand and check on your father, but he grabbed your hand and put you to sit down on the bed. "I'm okay" he sighs, tracing a circle on your smaller hand. 

You nodded, still feeling a bit groggy from waking up. Blade isn't the one to tell you about what happened during his "work", and you tried to respect his privacy by not asking much, yet it's still hard because as his child, you wanted to be useful to him even for a bit.

After a minute of silence, you try to talk again. "Uh…are you hungry?, I-i can get some food for you…" 

Blade doesn't answer. Instead, he was eyeing you from head to toe, as if checking something until suddenly he brought you into a hug. 

You yelp in surprise, feeling his large, bandaged hand covering your entire back.

When he lets go, there's this unknown expression on his face you can't quite decipher, but somehow he looks…. satisfied?.

'Looks like they treat you well enough'. He hums to himself. You tilt your head in confusion, but he just patted your head, making a mess of the hair that you with great effort trying to make it neat this morning.

"Noooo daddy!!It's hard to do my hair!You'll mess it up!" You whine, trying to take his hand off your head. He stops, but his hand remains on your poor disheveled hair, and no matter how hard you try you don't have enough strength to peel your father's hand from your head.

After a few minutes of trying, you give up and just let Blade rests his hand on top of your head. Through strands of your hair, he can see you puffing your cheeks and pout. He chuckles softly, and while you were surprised at the sound, you can't see it with your own eyes since he is still holding you down.

After feeling content for teasing you, he finally lifts his hand off your head and watches whilst you try to fix your hair. No matter how much he hates that hair color of his, he really can't blame you for being born with it. And the fact you look exactly like him in many aspects is just gut wrenching, it's as if life itself was mocking him.

Blade, now matter how many times has passed, still feels guilty. Whenever he looks at you, something stirred in him wildly–like his stomach being split open and his inside being ravaged. He feels sick to himself whenever he sees you or hears your voice. He feels…. unworthy, after literally the gruesome thing he almost committed towards his own child when you were barely 1 week old.

Blade tried to kill you.

If it weren't for Kafka and other Stellaron Hunters, he probably would feel the worst guilt he would ever feel in his life, and he is actually grateful to them for preventing him from doing so. 

Because amidst all his sorrow, he finds it enjoyable to see you grow up.

Your first crawl, first steps, first tooth, first word…Blade actually has photos and videos of them in his phone. He even had to buy a harddisk to store it because he was running out of space on his phone. When he was out for work, he would watch the video of you from his phone during the break. There's even a video from his other colleagues where they record you and ask to say 'daddy to come back quickly' he hates it when they do that, yet every time he got one of those videos he would save it regardless.

When he got back, most of the time he would be wounded or passed out. And you will always stay with him when he is unconscious, waiting until he wakes up, just like now.

You tried to ask him about his job or his past, but after a few tries, you just stopped asking. Blade feels guilty, but at the same time he thinks it's for the better. It's better if you don't know anything about his past. Thankfully, you don't seem to be too bothered by it, even though sometimes he can see that curious expression on your innocent face.

"Uh…daddy…" you look at him shyly, “A-are you okay?, do you need more ban-bandase-banda..ge..s!” you ended up kind of shouting the last word since you still having a hard time pronouncing things. 

Blade smirked when you tried to babble the word out. It amuses him whenever you try to pronounce a word that is just…complicated for kids. He thought it was cute and he actually has some video recording containing you trying to study pronunciation.

“It’s okay…” He answers, hand back on the side of your head, caressing your cheek and pinching it, causing a yelp from you.

“A-a!, Daddy!It hurts!” Blade retracted his hand, and you touched the reddened cheek with a pout. Your father sighs and picks you up, then kisses the cheek–much to your surprise.

“There, should be better now” 

Your face turned red. Blade was never the one for doing kisses, so his action took you by surprise. You stare at him for a bit while, cheeks a bit flushed. Blade knew you were embarrassed, he actually was too but tried so hard to keep his poker face because it would be even more embarrassing if you see him being flustered.

'Why are you so cute? Your cheeks look like a hot bun. I should take pictures, but it would be too out of character for me to do it in front of the child…WHY'S MY CHILD SO CUTE DEAR AEONS.'

Blade was screaming internally right now. He holds you like a cat right now, and the fact you did not give him any resistance just makes him want to clench his chest tightly because of the cuteness.

After a good minute screaming in his inner heart, Blade suddenly brought your body closer to him and hugged you. You wrapped your arms around his neck in surprise, and just when you are about to shoot him a quizzical face, he pats your back softly, making you yelp a little.

He stops when hearing you yelp, but continues to pats you after a few seconds. 

"Da..Daddy?" You called out to him, Blade only answered with a hum. 

"Uhm…nothing…'' After answering him with that, you lay your head on his shoulder, enjoying the leisure moment between the Stellaron Hunter and his kid. Who knows how long until Kafka will come to this room and drag him away for another mission.

And before you realize, your eyelids flutter shut, your little mind succumbing to the dream land while being hugged by none other than your father.

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"Bladie~, Elio decided to give you some free time. Why don't you bring your little baby out for a walk?. I heard the shopping district in this planet was quite amazing, i would like to go there myself too"

Kafka blows her drink before drinking it. Right now, the three of Stellaron Hunters were having a little meeting in one of the vacant rooms. Blade just got out of his room 5 minutes ago after putting you to sleep to grab some food. 

"I actually wanted to go there too. Heard there was some nice arcade in one of the shops. Have to try it, y'know" Silverwolf added, eyes glued to her phone, trying to beat a stage. 

Blade munched his sandwich in silence. That's right, he hadn't brought his child for a walk for a little while now…since he forbids anyone to take you out for a shopping or walk without him tagging along, it's been quite some time since the last time he brought you out to buy toys.

"Alright" he finishes his sandwich and drink before standing up, walking back to his room. Kafka only chuckles seeing him. 

"Would you look at that, huh…" she hums.

"I can't believe that's the same guy who tried to kill his baby the first time he saw it" Silverwolf huffed, finally relaxing her body after beating the stage. "That baby gotta have some ancient magic or something to be able to turned that monster into a loving father"

"Heheh~, they say a father is always weak to his child, you know?. Maybe that was just the case" Kafka sips her drink again,

"Maybe his little baby can help him change the way his heart went, after all".

[feuqueerfire]

About Youth Live Blogging

I need to like another Taiwanese show soon because the ones I’ve watched recently (released this year or before) haven’t been holding up for me. I’ve heard really great things about this one though.

Ep 1 (Nov 19)

Ye Guang is the guy who didn’t get into the school right? but is now some v popular at his uni

why’s there something suspicious about Ye Guang’s friend’s relationship... will we get some sort of abusive relationship?

oh wait, this is high school?

crying at how many people there are already like 10 mins in. Ye Guang and Qi Zhang main couple. Ye Guan’s friend (Ray according to MDL) and his bf or smth that he haven’t seen yet. Qi Zhang’s friends or whoever who got him some tickets and idk their names. Qi Zhang’s friends who see a girl’s bf but are like “that guy is Qiu Qiu’s bf” like who issss that 

ah, Ye Guang’s rich, important parents who don’t have time for him in contrast to Qi Zhang’s mom making food similar to how his father who passed away (?) made it

ohhhh Ray is Qiu Qiu and his bf is a cheater. also ig the outfit his bf was texting about is the skirt and stuff Ray was wearing rn rip

dang, Ye Guang zoning out and scatterbrained over being alone and lonely on his bday and so being extremely clumsy

This was a pretty interesting episode, I’m curious to see where this goes.

Ep 2 (Nov 19)

Ah, so Qi Zhang is 18 and Ye Guang is 17 i guess

lol Qi Zhang is so ready to do everything for Ye Guang from taking him into the restaurant, giving him a ride, then even exchanging pants at school

noooo T.T dump himmm!! Ray, dump him

i guess this restaurant server will be Ray’s new love interest?

ooh i did hear about a character being some sort of singer and so in the beginning scene I thought maybe Ye Guang was some sort of idol but i guess Qi Zhang’s performance is what people were talking about

Ep 3 (Nov 19)

Aw, Ye Guang :( mom pours the egg soup he loves that Qi Zhang gave down the drain and dad is putting more pressure on him to do well at school

i love Qi Zhang and his mom’s interactions, she’s funny without being annoying the way some BL parents are

mutual wound tending

i like Qi Zhang and Ye Guang spending time together

Qi Zhang’s crush is so palpable lol

Ep 4 (Nov 20)

ooh ye guang seeing the umbrella in qi zhang’s room and qi zhang was gonna let him know that he gave it to him

loll all the friends having fun teasing when Qi Zhang brings Ye Guang to band practice

Ep 5 (Nov 20)

we got and then ungot Ray and Jian

Ye Guang’s parents are right in this case that it’s not good to ditch tutoring, especially when your teacher specifically came to your home and waited for an hour but it’s just a culmination of everything where the parents have not cared for Ye Guang as they should’ve that’s making him act like this

Ep 6 (Nov 21)

Qi Zhang’s mom talking to Ye Guang and giving him advice to communicate, so nice

i kinda stopped caring about Ray and Jian like why do you keep dragging it onnnn

nice to see Ye Guang apologize soon after his misstep with Qi Zhang

Ep 7 (Nov 26)

Very long break because of GMMTV 2023 Showcase lol my mind was occupied for a few days. Tbh I’m like just not interested in this show anymore, I kinda dgaf but ig i’ll finish it off

aw, the friend groups together are cute

rip Ye Guang’s shitty parents have upped their shittiness in regards to their attitude of him being friends with Qi Zhang

Ep 8 (Nov 26)

Very long break because of GMMTV 2023 Showcase lol my mind was occupied for a few days. Tbh I’m like just not interested in this show anymore, I kinda dgaf but ig i’ll finish it off

?? is Ye Guang erasing his answers and handing in a blank exam tf 

so he’s “choosing for himself” by handing in a blank exam? why would you tank your grades i don’t get it and it’s irritating as fuck like why would you do that? i get quitting some extracurriculars or smth but what. and who knows if it’ll even really affect him with his dad’s connections

lol the parents seeing a new light ig

K yeah it’s cute and endearing but i really didn’t care by the end.

Rating: 6/10

[ts-agere-stuff]

Agere Fic 1

If I have the energy and this gets enough reblogs, this will be a multi-chapter fic. For now, this works as a stand alone.

tw- none, ask to tag

Summary- Virgil is stressed and wants a way to calm down. Dee offers some help through teaching Virgil how to regress.

Other chapters- 1, 2, 3

“Do you have another pickaxe?” Virgil asked over call, curled up in his chair, fixing his mic.

Dee hummed, then threw one at Virgil, “yes, yes, did you forget sticks again, Virgil?”

Virgil pouted in a way that was almost audible and made Dee laugh. Dee had  only been a part of the discord and minecraft server for about six months, but Virgil was already so easy to read and it felt like they had known each other just as long as Virgil knew the others. 

At the moment, the group needed resources and Virgil never liked going mining without someone nearby, so they hopped into a call and found the nearest cave, then started digging. 

“How many diamonds?” Virgil asked, loudly tapping on his keys just gently enough that they didn’t actually press down while he did so.

“Twenty.” Dee took a breath, “Virgil, are you alright? Your tapping’s getting off…”

“Oh-” Virgil shook his head, trying to shake himself out of it, “Ju-”

“SHIT!” Dee shouted suddenly and took out their sword, then ran over to Virgil and tried hitting something, but Virgil’s character was already dead by a creeper.

Virgil let out a yelp and tensed his whole body, then tried un-tensing but it was no good. He sat there for a moment, not really hearing Dee. Dee had to ping Virgil on Discord to get his attention.

“Sorry-”. Virgil hit respawn and let out a little whine at not being where his bed had been. Which was almost too far away to walk. “Virgil, do you wanna get off? We can mine later, dear.” Dee sighed, “You don’t seem well.”

Virgil just went quiet, swaying, then tried to keep his fingers out of his mouth as he logged out, “Yeah, sorry, I should probably sleep.”

“You got up three hours ago, either you need some vitamin D or you need to stop lying.”

“My name isn’t ‘TheDeeceit’ on discord, now is it?” Virgil let out a dry laugh. “You know how pale I am, there’s no D in me.”

Dee hummed and shook their head, “Virgil, do you want to talk about this with me, someone else, or nobody?”

Virgil started tapping on his keyboard again, “It’s just stress. Just regular ol’ stress. I should be able to deal with it in a HEALTHY way, but noooo-”

“And Roman is the melo-dramatic one?” Dee waited a moment, “That was rude. Okay, have you tried any healthy coping mechanisms?”

“I don’t even know any,” Virgil leaned back in his chair, “i just want a minute where i’m not thinking of the 6 hours of straight work I have to do-”

Dee laughed, “Straight! Dear, you couldn’t go a minute being straight.”

“-every single day. I just wanna think ‘hey, I got this done today’ and not ‘hey, I have a million other things to do tomorrow and this thing I did today.’”

Dee hummed clicked their tongue, “so, a distraction?” 

“That’ll just make me feel g-” Virgil covered his face, “Know what? Yeah, sorry, I am just being dramatic.”

“Virgil, I’m your friend.” Dee started, “I want to help you. I do. You aren’t being dramatic, just listen, okay?”

Virgil rubbed his lips with his index finger, then nodded, “alright, I’ll listen.” Dee started typing something, then sent it to Virgil by DM, “this is the one I’m most familiar with that will work for you. Meditation and exercise clearly won’t work with all of the gears in your head, so let’s take a look at this. You tell me if you want to try this.”

Virgil went to the link then started looking through. Dee read it out loud while Virgil followed along. 

After the article was done and read, Virgil just rubbed his face more, looking down at the keyboard, “so, uh-” Virgil closed his eyes, “I just act like a baby and it’ll make me feel better?” he snorted gently.

“If you want to simplify it that much, then I suppose.” Dee clicked their tongue again, “It’s more of a head space. A room for thoughts about play and juice boxes, where bad stresses aren’t allowed. Usually, people just go through it when stressed automatically, but you can make yourself go through it when you want to.”

Virgil took a breath, “promise not to tell anyone?”

Without warning, Dee pulled up their camera and made sure they were in frame and that Virgil was watching. Dee always had a different yellow or black sweater with a pattern every time Virgil saw them. It was nice, considering how bad Virgil was with faces. Dee and the twins looked similar enough that if Dee didn’t wear the yellow, Virgil would absolutely fuck it up ten times a day. Virgil started thinking that maybe Dee did it to help him.

Dee held up their hand in a way to swear to Virgil, “I promise to not tell a soul, Virgil.” 

Virgil let out a shuddering breath, then nodded, “how do we do this?” 

“I’d get your phone and get in bed. Do you have any old plushies?”

Virgil disconnected from the call, closed the computer, then grabbed his phone, reconnecting, “Yeah, a few.”

Janus nodded, “alright, Virgil, we can either go the route of you watching a cartoon and letting yourself be a baby to it or I can just talk to you being a baby.”

Virgil nodded and did finger guns to himself, “Avatar.”

Janus snorted, “I think a show with a few less war crimes would be best for a first time.”

Virgil blew a raspberry.

Dee hummed happily, then blew a raspberry back. 

Virgil huffed in fake offense and blew another one.

“Oh, so it’s a war, Vivi!” “Yeah, it is!” Virgil started blowing as many raspberries as possible.

Dee let him win and hummed once Virgil stopped, “Vivi, how’re you feeling?”

“Like my head’s swaying.” He rubbed at his eyes, “but in a nice way.”

“That’s amazing, Vivi.” Dee started humming whatever disney song they heard Roman sing last. 

Virgil tapped his nails on his teeth, then looked at the phone, “I t’ink I’m little.” He mumbled and curled up more in the bed around his bat plush. 

Dee cooed softly, “that’s so good, dear. Just relax, Vivi, mommy’s here.”

Virgil nodded and kept blowing little bubbles with his mouth, then made kissy noises  with a shy smile. 

Dee took a breath, “you’re too cute, dear. Absolutely adorable.”

Virgil closed his eyes, “tire’.”

“Are you really?” Dee asked softly.

“Mhm.” Virgil started sucking on his thumb, making Dee smile, “then I guess it’s nap time. Goo-”

“MMM!” Virgil whined and shook his head. “I’m sorry baby, what do you need?” 

Virgil messed with his tongue to try to get it in the right place, then tried talking, “‘tay til I slee’?” Dee took a moment to decipher that, then nodded, “mommy is gonna stay right here, baby. Do you want mommy to read you to sleep?”

Virgil nodded and listened to Dee. 

Dee took a breath and started reading Harold and the Purple Crayon, which made Virgil fall asleep almost immediately. Dee finished the story, sent to the others that they couldn’t finish the mining trip and not to bother Virgil, then went to go let themself regress.

[wonderland-in-bloom]

the battle for a princess pt.2

[dorm leaders x reader]

@selfinsertheaven asked: Yaaaaaaay I've been waiting for this!!!! If it's not too much to ask, could I get a oneshot of the House Leaders falling for female reader who's basically a Disney princess (kind, gentle, can sing really nice, the works) and them trying to make her fall for them/compete for her heart. Thank you so much I absolutely adore your writing!!

part two!! lezgooo!!

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“shh, shhh. it’s okay little one.” he cooed. “want to help me take care of him, (y/n)?” what you and riddle both failed to realize, was that the three remaining dorm leaders had a plan up their sleeves. you and riddle managed to treat the little hedgehog. it had a little injury on it’s left leg and you managed to wrap it up pretty nicely. “you’d make a good nurse, (y/n).” riddle complimented you as you rubbed the bridge of the hedgehog’s nose, hoping it’ll fall asleep. “you think so? maybe animals yeah...but people?” riddle smiled a gentle smile, something the heartslabyul students rarely see. “of course. you did cure my broken heart after all.” you giggled. “ah riddle, the overblot situation? it was nothing...” 

it didn’t cross your mind that riddle was flirting with you. you just assumed he was being friendly. this didn’t matter to riddle however, he got to spend time with you and had all the time in the world to win you over. “(y/n)...i-” riddle’s sentence was cut off with cater and trey running towards his direction. “RIDDLE! SOMETHING! BAD! HAPPENED-” you two followed cater and trey to go to the area of the gardens with the rose bushes. riddle’s jaw dropped when he saw the roses painted in blue and green paint. his face began to get redder by the second, and you tried your best to calm him down and didn’t make him explode. you felt a tap on your shoulder and you saw jade and floyd from a shrub. “you wouldn’t wanna see this, come with us.” you hesitantly left riddle to let cater and trey take care of him while you muttered a small ‘sorry’. you followed jade and floyd who was presumably heading to the mostro lounge. “i assumed you two did that?” jade only let out a small chuckle but covered it with a cough and floyd just smirked. “the roses were waaaaay too boring. they’re just red or white. can’t the choose another color?” you shook your head. the truth was, azul told the two of them to distract riddle somehow so the both of them could lure you away all the way to the lounge. 

when the two double doors opened, you stepped into an empty lounge. the purple lighting only illuminated one table, with an all too familiar figure sitting there. “my sweet, precious (y/n). have a seat.” you shuddered at this eerie atmosphere. but you hesitantly took a seat across azul. once you sat down, the lights all bursted alive and the room was illuminated in different shades of color. you were shocked to see new decorations such as corals and chandeliers. “azul! look at what you’ve done with the place...” he chuckled. “of course i got the finest quality of decor. the finest, just like you...” you giggled. “you’re too sweet azul!” he smirked to himself. with a click of his fingers, a rainbow of food appeared in front of the both of you. “i’m planning to have new menus. please, be my taste tester.” you spent the whole afternoon with a happy heart and happy stomach. besides, you also got a chance to talk a lot with azul. this made him extremely happy, and he was actually shocked that there were no distractions from the other dorms at all. when the clock struck at around 8 pm you thanked azul for your little time together and left. on the way back to your dorm, you chuckled to see a figure leaning against the old dead tree of the ramshackle dorm. 

“isn’t it too late for a lady to be roaming around at this time of night?” you shrugged as you entered into the property of the dorm. closing the gate, you turned your head and gave malleus a small smile. “ehhh, i think it’s fine like this.” you approached malleus and that’s when he fixed his posture. “the night we met, i thought you said you would find other abandoned places to relax in.” he sighed. “it’s different now. would you believe me if i said i wanted to see you.” malleus was not the type to joke, you thought to yourself. you just shook off the thought however. “hmm. probably.” was it really though? or was he planning something? well that didn’t matter. “you must’ve been tired from today. you should get some rest.” malleus gently took a lock of your hair and gently kissed it. “goodnight, princess.” all you could do was giggle. you really didn’t know how to react. “goodnight, malleus.” as he exited through the front gate, you couldn’t refrain yourself from smiling. today has been such a weird day with different events involving all the dorm leaders. weird, you thought. 

after cleaning yourself and already tucked in bed with a loud grim snoring beside you, you received a video call from idia on your phone. you picked it up and saw him laying down on his bed. “hey (y/n)...i know it’s late. are you going to sleep yet?” you waved at him. “nope, it’s fine.” he sighed in relief. he promised you that the call would be short but it actually ended two hours later when the two of you were drowsy and really sleepy. “i think you should sleep now, (y/n).” you yawned and nodded. “i’m sorry for being weak at staying up late.” you chuckled. idia brushed it off. “it’s alright! really. after all, i’m the one who keeps talking to you.” idia hesitantly raised his left pointer finger and thumb to form a small little heart symbol while his left hand held his phone showing you his face and hand. “sweet dreams, (y/n). i hope you dream about me.” how adorable. “i really hope we can call each other again tomorrow. it’s been fun talking to you.” and with that the call ended. 

that night, you had a little trouble sleeping. you never realized how different and how caring all of the dorm leaders were towards you. were they in love with you? noooo of course not. well. at least you thought that was the case. 

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hey guys! i’m sorry if i write less nowadays (however i’ll try my best to upload one or two things each day) because i had a bandaid around my pointer finger and it’s actually really annoying to type with, and also cause the spark of inspiration for drawing came back lololol. i’ll promise to update everyday though :)) stay safe, stay healthy, stay happy guys! 

love, a♕

[juliandev0rak]

Three Dresses

Beatrice, Leila, and Ella have a girl’s day out that becomes a girl’s night in, and poor Beatrice is... a bit sleep deprived. 

or, the start of Vesuvia’s First Pro Bowling League

the Vianan universe is expanding

characters: 

Beatrice Viano my apprentice

Lysander, Leila, and Lachlan Lonan (@leila-of-ravens’ oc) 

Ella Sagen ( @leechobsessed​‘s oc)

pairing: Beatrice Viano x Lysander Lonan / Vianan

words: ~2600

warnings: alcohol mentions, really bad jokes

read about their first meeting written by  @leila-of-ravens

part 2 , part 3, part 4

Beatrice is in the library again. The book in her hands seems to be written in a language she can’t understand but that’s not unusual these days. It’s freezing cold in the library, colder than usual and her cloak doesn’t seem to make things any better. 

Lysander sits across from her, seemingly focused on his own book, but she feels his gaze on her. Beatrice doesn’t look up, not wanting to be caught staring. She tries to devote herself to her work again, but the words just swim across the page. Finally, she gets fed up and decides to ask Lysander for help.

“Lyse could you help me with this? I think I’m having trouble parsing the nominative from the genitive case in this passage,” She explains, trying to keep her voice steady. He looks up to meet her glance and nods, but instead of holding his hand out for the book he stands and makes his way around the table to stand behind her. He stands close, and when he leans down to look over her shoulder their faces are only inches apart.

“Which passage?” He asks, and his voice that close to her ear makes her suppress a shiver. 

“Um, this one here,” She points to it, though if she’s being honest the entire book is impossible to understand. He says nothing for a moment and when she looks up at him she finds his eyes on her instead of the book. “Do you think it’s similar to Prakran? That’s my best guess,” She tries to stay focused, but with him this close her brain feels like it's running in slow motion. 

“Hmmm..” Lysander muses as if he’s thinking about her question, though it’s clear he’s not. His dark eyes burn with an intensity she’s really never seen from him, and she can’t look away. He leans towards her then, and all she can see is Lysander, all she can smell is earl grey. She finds herself echoing the movement, leaning towards him almost unconsciously. Beatrice thinks she should say something to break the tense moment, but Lysander hasn’t moved an inch and his eyes are now focused on her lips.  

“I’m sorry-” She starts to say, intent on moving back to give him space, but her words are cut off by his lips pressing to hers.

Her brain completely short circuits and she freezes, stuck in place as he kisses her. His hand comes to rest on the side of her face and she’s too shocked to even kiss him back. His lips are softer than she would’ve thought, and warm, so warm, against hers. When he pulls away a second later he lingers, resting his forehead against hers and she sighs, then leans in to kiss him again, properly this time. Just before their lips connect she’s startled by a loud noise that sounds like someone knocking on the library door and Lysander stumbles backwards away from her. 

And Beatrice wakes up.

She’s disoriented at first and looks around the room, half expecting to be in the library. She finds herself in bed in her usual guest room at the palace, no Lysander in sight. 

“It was a dream, that didn’t actually happen,” She whispers to herself, shaking her head to try to rid herself of the fog of sleep. She mentally chides herself for dreaming about Lysander in that way, even if it was just a simple kiss. Still, she finds herself quite flustered and more than a little disappointed that it was only a dream.

“Beatrice?” A voice calls at the door, a knock sounding against the wood. That explains the source of her disturbance. Beatrice groans and rolls out of bed, grabbing her robe from the chair in the corner. She ties it closed as she opens the door.

“Oh, good morning,” Beatrice says, her tired face morphing into a smile at the sight of her friends Leila and Ella standing in the hallway in front of her.

“Good morning to you too, Beatrice. You were supposed to meet us an hour ago,” Leila smiles, looking only slightly annoyed.

“It’s not like you to be late, we thought we should stage a rescue mission,” Ella says, “Are you feeling alright?” 

“Oh, I’m so sorry!” Beatrice apologizes, another thing to mentally chide herself about later, “I’m feeling fine, I’ve just been a bit overtired lately.” 

“Are you sure? I could ask Julian to check just in case, you’re not getting sick are you?” Leila asks in concern.

“I’m fine, I promise!” Beatrice tries to laugh it off, but truth be told she’s still a little dizzy from her dream and from waking up so suddenly.

“Actually, you do look a bit flushed, Beatrice,” Ella inspects her face, which only makes her flush more.

“You two worry too much, I don’t feel sick at all,” She smiles, waving off her friends. “I’ll be dressed and ready in a minute, I’m sorry for the delay.” Beatrice disappears back into her room to try to gain some composure before she has to face her friends again.

“Do you think she’s ok?” Ella asks once Beatrice has shut the door behind her.

“She has been a bit off lately, but I think I know why,” Leila smiles knowingly and simply says, “Lysander.” 

“Those two! Will they ever figure out that they like each other?” Ella laughs, “They’d be cute together if they could ever get their heads out of a book long enough to notice.” 

“Let’s just hope Beatrice is patient, Lysander will take his time,” Leila says with the endearing smile that always appears when she’s talking about her brother. 

When Beatrice steps out of her room a minute later, fully dressed and looking much more composed. Leila and Ella turn to give each other a look that seems to say “let’s talk about this later”. Beatrice is in better spirits now, and as the girls walk towards the palace gates their conversation turns to their plans for the day.

It’s been too long since the three of them had seen each other for more than just a short catch up over a cup of tea, so they’d decided it’s high time for a girl’s day out. The first stop is the marketplace to pursue the clothing stalls, Beatrice isn’t usually a fan of shopping but no doubt the company of her friends will make it more enjoyable. 

Ella heads straight for a dress stall that displays a wide selection of blue fabrics, her favorite color, and the other girls follow behind. She holds up a dark blue dress, inspecting how it looks in front of a mirror.

“That’s beautiful Ella!” Leila smiles, reaching out to feel the silky fabric, “It’ll look great with your eyes!”

“Which eye?” Beatrice jokes and Ella scoffs at the comment, rolling her multicolored eyes. “I’m sorry I had to.” 

“You really didn’t need to, that was a terrible joke,” Leila laughs, busy looking through a rack of black dresses.

“Were you planning to attend a funeral, Leila?” Ella says as Leila holds up a particularly gaudy lace number. 

“Here Leila, these look more your style,” Beatrice gestures to the rack of more colorful items she’s currently looking through. She pulls out a cream colored dress that looks exactly her style, with little puffed sleeves and delicate lace details.

“Oooh Beatrice, you have to try that one on!” Ella gushes. Beatrice lifts it off the rack to inspect it further and finds that it has an incredibly low cut neckline and she balks, not her style after all. 

“Noooo- now you really need to try it on,” Leila grins, a look of mischief in her eyes. 

“I don’t know, it’s probably a little too revealing,” Beatrice frowns, she usually dresses pretty modestly.

“Come on Beatrice! You dress like a grandma sometimes, a pretty grandma, but still a grandma.” Leila says, pulling the dress back off the rack. Beatrice grimaces but laughs, she knows it's true.

“I’m sure you’d catch Lysander’s eye in this dress,” Ella teases and Beatrice immediately flushes and turns away from her friends, busying herself in the clothing racks.

“Oh I don’t know, she seems to be doing that just fine on her own,” Leila adds, still inspecting the low cut dress.  

“Lysander wouldn’t notice me if I walked into the library in my underwear,” Beatrice grumbles under her breath,“Nothing could tear him away from his research.” 

“Now that’s the spirit, Beatrice!” Ella laughs and Leila joins in, “Just walk in there in your underwear and-”

“Ok fine! I’ll try it on,” Beatrice interrupts, holding her hand out for the dress. Leila and Ella squeal in excitement and wait for her to emerge from the dressing room. When she comes out in the dress they ooh and ahh and she can’t help but admit, the dress does look good on her. She decides to buy it, and if she has the reaction of a certain dark-haired research partner in mind, that’s her secret.

“What about this one?” Ella asks, holding up a beautiful red dress with a deep slit up the side as she looks in the mirror.

“Ohh trying to catch Lachlan’s eye now, are you?” Beatrice teases, thinking of Leila’s other older brother who had piqued Ella’s interest at the masquerade.

“Stop..” Ella blushes, and adds defensively, “I’d be buying this for me!”

“There’s no accounting for taste when it comes to your crush on him,” Leila rolls her eyes, but her smile betrays her joke, and genuine care for her friend’s happiness.

“Well let’s find you something for Julian then? It’s only fair,” Beatrice says, “Though you already look good in anything.” 

“Why Beatrice, are you flirting with me?” Leila says in mock surprise and Beatrice just shakes her head in exasperation, “I do believe you’ve got the wrong Lonan!” 

“I was trying to compliment you, but I guess I’ll keep my thoughts to myself,” Beatrice laughs, and Leila reaches a hand out to grab hers, squeezing gently.

“I know, Beatrice, thank you,” Leila says with a genuine smile, a bit embarrassed as she always is when someone compliments her. 

When they’ve finally decided on their purchases they head to their next stop to get lunch. There are more bad jokes and plenty of gossiping about palace life, and by the time they get back to the palace late that afternoon Beatrice is already a bit drunk from all the wine she’s had. Ella has the great idea to keep the night going, and they all agree. They run into Nadia on their way into the palace and invite her to join them, but she politely declines and tells them she’ll send her best wine over later. 

“We should wear our new dresses, just for fun,” Ella suggests and they all agree. Sufficiently glammed up, the girls retire to one of the many empty sitting rooms in the palace. Beatrice lounges on one of the couches, glass of wine in hand, listening to Leila recount a funny story about a customer who once ordered ten cups of tea in the span of twenty minutes. “I don’t know how he managed to drink all of them so fast, the tea was boiling hot!” Leila explains and the girls erupt into giggles.

“He must’ve been very thirsty!” Ella laughs, downing the rest of her wine.

“Who’s thirsty?” A voice says from the doorway. Beatrice turns to look at the door and sees Leila’s brother Lachlan standing there, a confident grin on his face. “Looks like a party’s happening and I wasn't invited!”

“Get out Lachlan, this is a girl’s only event!” Leila says and he laughs in response. 

“No it’s not!” Ella calls, suddenly sitting up with a smile on her face. “He can stay if he wants, right?” 

“If he must,” Leila sighs, but her smile once again betrays her true feelings.

“He must!” Ella says, already pouring a glass of wine for him.

The night’s revelries continue. Lachlan regales them with stories of his life on the sea, Nadia sends more wine. Meanwhile Beatrice snoozes on the couch, drifting in and out of the festivities and trying not to spill red wine on her new dress. At one point she thinks she hears Lysander’s voice and her eyes shoot open, but she assumes it was just a dream. She’s surprised the next time she opens her eyes and finds him actually standing in the doorway.

At some point Ella and Leila have managed to create a new game out of the empty wine bottles where the goal is to knock down as many as possible with a ball. Lachlan and Ella seem to be tied for winners, and Leila has given up and is dutifully trying to clean a pile of broken glass. Lysander stands watching with his head tilted slightly to the side like he does when he’s trying to solve a difficult problem. He notices Beatrice and gives her a nod in greeting.

“Lachlan you’re cheating!” Ella calls from across the room and Beatrice’s attention is drawn by the noise.

“You dare insult my honor?” Lachlan jokes. “I promise Ellanora, I am a perfect gentleman.” 

“Yeah, and how many women have you said that to before?” Leila grumbles, collecting the broken pieces of bottle with a slight gust of air provided by her magic.

“Can you keep it down, I’m trying to nap,” Beatrice mutters and Leila laughs as she walks over to sit on the end of the couch.

“I think we need to call it a night before Lachlan breaks something else.” Leila sighs, watching her brother struggle to balance a bottle on his head.

“I think I’m going to go to bed,” Beatrice says, stifling a yawn. She sits up and notices that Lysander’s still watching from the doorway, a look of slight disapproval on his face as he watches Lachlan trying to impress Ella. She’s suddenly hit with the memory of her dream from the night before and finds that she can’t look at him anymore without remembering the ghost of his lips against hers, the memory of something that’s never happened.

“I’ll make sure Ella makes it back,” Leila smiles fondly, watching Ella humming to herself as she gathers up the bottles. “And Lysander can walk you back.”

“Oh, no Leila, there’s no need-” Beatrice starts, but Lysander is already making his way across the room to her. “Oh, hello!” she manages to squeak out.

“Hello, need an escort?” Lysander gives her a smile and she has to force herself to meet his eyes to reply.

“Sure, that would be very nice of you,” She returns the smile. Focus on his eyes not his lips, she reminds herself, don’t be weird.

“Lysander, isn’t Beatrice’s dress nice?” Leila grins as Beatrice stands up from the couch and tries to smooth her skirt down.

“Leila stop it,” Beatrice hisses under her breath and Leila just smirks and walks over to join Ella and Lachlan, leaving her alone with Lysander.

“Yes, it is a beautiful dress. It reminds me of a painting I saw at a museum back in Umbra…” And he’s off, talking about the artist and fashion history and sumptuary laws, so Beatrice is blessedly saved from the embarrassment. The conversation lingers on for the entire duration of their walk back to her room and she’s trying to ignore how equally endearing and frustrating Lysander can be. 

“We can go there together,” Lysander says as they reach her door, “to the museum, I mean. If you’d like to.”

“I’d love to go with you!” Beatrice says, perhaps a beat too quickly. 

“There’s so much I’d love to show you when you visit Umbra someday,” He smiles.

“I’d love to see it all,” She replies, “Someday.” 

[dream-of-kpop]

Nct Visits a Psychic

[Nct 127 in California]

*they walk along the boardwalk on the Santa Monica Pier*

Mark: "Is that a Psychic place over there?"

Johnny: "Yeah I think so."

Jaehyun: "LET'S GO I WANNA KNOW IF IMMA BE RICH WHEN I'M 40!"

*they follow behind Jaehyun as he skips into the psychic place*

Psychic: "Hello, I knew you guys were going to show up."

Mark: "Omg no way...."

Johnny: "This place seems sketchy..."

Psychic: "Don't worry, it's free."

Yuta: "COME ON GUYS LET'S GOOOOOOO." *pulls everyone by their arms*

*they sit around a clothed red table with the psychic in a dimly lit room*

Psychic: *rubs crystal ball* "I can feel that, someone in this room...is gonna be pregnant..."

Jungwoo: "...We're all guys tho..."

Psychic: "I mean, someone you're dating will become pregnant."

Mark: "I don't think we're allowed to date."

*Taeyong briefly looks away*

Psychic: "Actually, someone in your family is pregnant."

Jaehyun: "Whose family specifically?"

Psychic: "What's your name?"

Jaehyun: "Jaehyun."

Psychic: "Your family."

Jaehyun: "MY MOM IS HAVING A BABY????"

Winwin: "OMG CONGRATS DUDE."

Doyoung: "WAIT AM I GONNA HAVE A FAMILY???"

Psychic: "I can see at least 3 children in your future."

Winwin: "Omg Doyoung is gonna have more kids besides Mark, awe."

Doyoung: "I'm rEaDy."

Taeyong: "I thought Mark was my kid but ok."

*awkward silence*

Doyoung: "You already have the Dreamies and the rest of Nct 127, can I have children too???"

Winwin: "Doyoung just give up. Taeyong's in his feelings, leave him be."

Taeyong: "Omg Winwin..."

Psychic: "Winwin, you're a Scorpio aren't you?"

Winwin: "OMG HOW DID YOU KNOW THAT WAS MY NAME???"

Haechan: "Taeyong literally just said it bruh."

Winwin: "How did you know I was a Scorpio???"

Psychic: "Because I see...*slams hands on table* DECIT, LIES, CORRUPTION, LUST AND TEMPTATION IN YOUR FUTURE!!!"

Johnny: "Yup, that's a Scorpio for ya."

Yuta: "...I'm fucked..."

*Winwin is left shook*

Jaehyun: "Omg I'm so happy we came here today!" *tiny claps*

Jungwoo: "I'm curious, how do you think Nct will do in the future?"

Psychic: *takes a few minutes to think* "I see a lot of success...but...I sense something bad coming..."

Mark: "PLEASE, JESUS NO."

Psychic: "I sense a scandal of some sort..."

Doyoung: *looks around at the members* "You hear that everyone? No more staying out late at night."

Taeil: "Noooo, the clubs be poppin on Saturday..."

Psychic: "I sense it'll be...*points to Taeyong* YOU."

Taeyong: "HUH??"

Psychic: "YOU WILL ENCOUNTER A SCANDAL SOON."

Mark: *pats Taeyong's back* "Change your ways my guy."

Taeyong: "My ways??? I DON'T DO ANYTHING WRONG."

Taeil: "This is gonna be a long session, I can predict that..."

*roughly an hour later*

Psychic: *shuffles tarot cards* "I sense that you guys are from Japan..."

Yuta: "I'm the only Japanese member..."

Psychic: "Are you sure? A psychic is never wrong."

Haechan: "Should I call my parents??"

Mark: "It's like 3am there."

Haechan: "I GOTTA KNOW IF I'M REALLY JAPANESE OR NOT."

Johnny: *sighs* "Can this be over yet?"

Jaehyun: "Ignore him ma'am, he's just a little cranky."

Psychic: "No no it's fine, this session is over. 2 hours is the limit."

Taeil: "It hasn't even been an hour and a half yet-"

Jaehyun: *jumps up to shake the lady's hand* "THANK YOU SO MUCH, I FEEL CONFIDENT ABOUT MY FUTURE NOW!!!"

Psychic: "No, thank you sir for your time. That'll be $199."

Nct 127: "What?"

Psychic: "I charge by the minute."

Jungwoo: "But you said it was free..."

Psychic: "Are you calling me a liar?"

Jungwoo: "Um no?"

Jaehyun: "JUST PAY THE WOMAN ALREADY."

*Jungwoo gives the psychic her payment*

Psychic: *counts money* "It was nice meeting you guys!"

*the guys walk out of the psychic place*

Winwin: "We lost almost $200 for barely a 2 hour session and I was targeted cuz I was a Scorpio."

Haechan: "It's not a total lost. We all might be Japanese so-"

Yuta: "HAH-"

Doyoung: "Well, you heard the lady earlier. No scandals or doing stupid shit."

Mark: "We can't entirely promise you we won't do stupid shit but we will try. We will definitely try..."

[A few weeks later back home, Doyoung sees a report on a website saying, "Allegations of SuperM member, Taeyong, Have Surfaced of Bullying."]

Doyoung: *slams cup of coffee mug on the table* "WHAT DID I TELL YOU?? YOU GUYS NEVER LISTEN I SWEAR."

.

[Bonus Ending]

*in a fancy restaurant...somewhere*

Jaehyun: "So mom...is there something you wanna tell me?"

Jaehyun's Mom: "What?"

Jaehyun: "You know...come on dad help me out."

Jaehyun's Dad: ?

Jaehyun: "Mom, were you ever gonna tell me you're pregnant?"

Jaehyun's Mom: "...I think you've been hanging out with those boys too much..."

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hyungwonthefraud

i wanted to watch when johnny and the rest when to a psychic to add to this but i just never got around to it :<

[britishchick09]

1984 livewatch

the time has finally come to watch the full movie! it’ll be sad, it’ll be disturbing, it’ll possibly be cringy, but it’ll be a lot of fun! :D

we start out with the mgm lion! noice ;)

epic quote B)

wait why is opera music playing i thought we’d start at the 2 minutes hate

OMG what if they’re gonna hate on opera

this looks like a drive-in movie tbh

narrator: “this is a land of peace and hope, a land of plenty...” OH SHUT UP YOU

they’re showing wheat like it’s little house on the prairie BOI YOU’RE IN LONDON

this is epic propaganda B)

what if the war footage was taken from ww2 and thus... isn’t real :o

HOLD UP is the eurasian war racist?

THE QUEEN HAS ENTERED THE CHAT

WHAT ARE THEY ALL SHOUTING I CAN’T HEAR WHAT THE FDR GUY IS SAYING SHUT UPPPPP

oh no it be u (his face is like ‘WHAT IS GOING ON’ and it’s very lol)

julia’s so into this! :o

o’brien’s like ‘ohhh!!!’

look who decided to SHOW UP FINALLY

he pauses a bit before reluctantly joining in yas ♥

OMG THIS IS LIKE A SCHOOL ASSEMBLY STOP TALKING GEEZ

good they stopped!

WOWWW DON’T EVEN LIST SUZANNA HAMILTON’S NAME WITH THE OTHERS GIVE HER A ‘WITH’ CREDIT WOWWWWW

this IS a school assembly they’re going back to work!

winston in glasses *chef’s kiss*

ooh a rotary dial! great use of tech from when the book was written :D

winston’s looking over at syme WITH SO MUCH JEALOUSY lol

what if the words they speak are just random stuff with no meaning

OMG confession!!!!!

poor winnie with his cough :(

this confession sounds JUST LIKE WINSTON’S OMG!!!!

winston: “bugger!” he’s a brit lol :D

epic B)

OMG this guy read goldstein’s book SO DID WINSTON!!!!

i love how the diary is in a brick hole that’s so cool :D

the diary scene was filmed on april 4th just like in the movie so that’s way rad man :D

i want you valley!!! :D

ooh they’re put a smol scene of his childhood in there coolio! :D

he  s l e e p

this violin squeak tho :o

OMG THIS IS THE STANDING UP SCHOOL SCENE

it’s not but i can easily imagine it lol :D

he’s a stick omg ;o

when the lady talks to him you know it’s not a recording ;)

lady: “anyone under 45 is perfectly capable of touching his toes” BOI

oh no PARSONS

parsons: “choco rations are going up” c h o c o

parsons: “i seem to have run out of razor blades for some reason’ yeah,,, for some reason... ;)

this is so a cafeteria scene at school

THEY SAW EACH OTHER OMG

♫ i suddenly see him standing there, a beautiful stranger tall and fair, i wanna stuff this weird food in my faaaace! ♫ :D

me: “this is so romantic!” winston’s thoughts: “lemme smash HER WITH A ROCK”

wait did the lady say pineapple grenade???

HIS FACE LOOOL

syme rip boi

the 11th edition isn’t thicc :/

aww winston’s smol nod ♥

parsons: “by 2050 we won’t have conversations like this!” yeah because of screens lol

OMG the food looks and taste like meat but isn’t IT’S PLANT BASED MEAT!!!! :o

parsons just pulled a ‘hey need help with that?’ and put winston’s food on his plate EPIC

julia’s lookin’ at u ;)

YAS PROLES HOPE!!! :D

oh no DON’T TALK ABOUT THE 50 YEAR OLD WOMAN SEX WINSTON

OH NOOOOOOO

he liked the ‘bright red lips’ yet...

THIS CHICK’S LIPS AREN’T BRIGHT BOI

poor baby desperate for money :(

let’s GET THIS BEAT

hand on cheek = doublepluscute ^_^

epic foreshadowing B)

OMG CHESTNUT TREE POEM FORESHADOWINNNGGGGGG

OMG a couple is making out in the bar EPIC

winston’s just like ‘nnope’

OMG THE THOUGHT POLICE WERE FOLLOWING????

he’s at an antique store in prescott bless his heart ♥

mr. charrington sounds so kind WHYYYY

THE BIRTH OF A QUEEN ♥

mr. charrington says ‘4 dollars’ but they’re in london??

YAS BELLS OF ST. CLEMENS!!!! :D

winston: “what was that?” mr. charrington: “something old.” no DUH

they see each other againnn!!!!! :D

winston writes that he hates her SAME WITH A LOOK LIKE THAT

OMG SMOL WINNIE BIG O’BRIEN????? :o

his mom is lying dead in the field like the erza kid in ‘kirsten’s promise’ :(

he’s just... staring

OMG SPYING ON THE SPICY STARING ACTION :o

she PLONKED

that ‘ow!’ was so fake jules!

this is like anna and hans but not as bad underneath!

julia: “it’s nothing!” but this is turning out to be something... ;)

we’re half an hour in and wowza it’s gone by so fast! :D

winston: *gets a cute love note from julia* YEET!

THE HELICOPTER IS BACC!!!!! they’re really not making the spying subtle

OMG THIS IS THE THOUGHT CRIMINAL SCENE YAAAAS!!!!! :D

winston is the best plummer confirmed

kid: “you’re a thought criminal!” winston: *gives a slight ‘wha’ face and smiles* ICONIC

:)

the crowd is clapping and cheering over the war yet winston’s not doing anything SAME

jules is just scooching by lol

HAND HOLDING WHILE PASSING A NOTE OMG ♥♥

the sky does exist! :o

the telescreen has some great music :D

winston’s joining the ‘big man’s hiking group’ suure you are... ;)

the train is going to the beat of the kids’ singing coolio! :D

big brother is called ‘bb’ yas bby!

YEEES THE I WANT YOU VALLEY SCEENE!!!!!

the lq audio made the twig crack and the leave brushing really weird lol

winston: “i want you.” I-CON-IC!!!! :D

THAT SMIRK THO

winston: “i want everyone corrupt.” julia: “i’ll suit you, then. i’m corrupt to the core.” *mal screech*

OH NONONONOONO SHE GONNA TAKE HER TOP OFF BI PANIC BI PANICCC!!!!!

she really went commando huh

ALL THE WAY

the sex looks like it hurts NO WAY MAN NOT FOR ME NNNNOPE

i’m glad it was only a part you couldn’t really see and not a full on thing I DON’T NEED THAT

awww she’s so peaceful after big naughty :)

this is vaguely gay...

aww winston’s hair ruffling in the wind ♥

c r o n c h

also did he just cronch into a potato???

OMG THIS IS JUST LIKE SCHOOL

teacher: “when the orgasm is finally eradicated...” totally julia: “NOT ON MY WATCH”

winston is the kid who smokes in glass while julia is the one kid who Just Doesn’t Care lol :D

thoughtcrime THIS IS THOTCRIME

wow syme is still alive?

julia: “you dropped your ink pencil” you mean pen?

winnie’s back in prescott! :D

the room is 4 bucks a night noice B)

BACC TO THE H8 BBY

the modern say 2 minutes hate is probably just a livestream with kids texting ‘h8 xd’ in the chat lol :D

winston’s thoughts: “she who is so careful...” boi she threw a dictionary at the telescreen in the book THAT’S SO NOT CAREFUL

hey girl CUTE LQ SMILE YOU HAVE THERE!!! :D

YAS THE REAL COFFEE SCENE!!!!! :D

she has so many smiles YAS!!!!

she’s so eager with showing him I LOVE YOU SO MUCH JULES ♥♥♥

she says ‘real sugar, real bread’ and... jam

winston: “how did you manage to get all this?” jules has her ways... ;)

winston: “i want you” julia: “i want you too” YAS :D ♥♥

the thiccc singer is here!! :D

she’s so pretty! ♥

aww the stroke ♥

his hands are shaking as he touches her :(

winston: “freedom is the freedom to say two plus two equals four. if that is granted, all else follows” iconic!

YAS THE PAPER!!! :D

it be gin time ;)

he scratches the face off the gin bottle woah :o

I JUST REALIZED THAT THIS IS O’BRIEN :o

winston’s little ‘yes!’ at getting the 10th newspeak dictionary ♥

that’s a look of longing my friends! :o

winston: “the call has come. all my life i’ve been waiting for it...” and now he’ll go into the unknown... ;)

AAND we cut to naked julia eating an apple! slight bi panic

she’s touching the paperweight queen love it ♥

SHE KNOWS THE CLEMENS YAS!!! :D

julia: “i just know it!” BOI YOUR G-PA HELPED OUT

winston: “the only thing to do is to walk out of here before it’s too late” thus my ‘julia lives’ au comes in! :D

winston: “never seen one another again” ...oh he was talking about that NOT IN MY AU SON

julia: “you do, i do.” omg marriage :o

YAAAS JULSTON KISS!!!!!!! :D

fluffy! ♥

julia: “i love you.” awww :)

winston: “julia. do you think the resistance is real?” julia: “none of it’s real.” STRAWBERRY FIELDS FOREVER!

♥

OMFG THERE WAS AN EXPLOSION :o

work is scrambling like eggs!

poor headache bby! :(

epic B)

winston’s dreaming of his bishy selfish chocolate mom adventure!

the rats were there when his mom and sister were vaporized! :o

she’s in the dress! ♥

they’re talking about betrayal and julia’s like ‘they can’t do that!” OH BOI BUT THEY CAN!!!!

julia: “they can’t get to your heart” aww :)

awkward...

winston sees o’brien WITHOUT JULIA THE F????

this feels like the principal’s office lol :D

o’brien’s voice is so deep and british ♥

the way he clutches the newspeak dictionary is so cute! :D

aww he’s stroking the pages as he reads :)

the oceania anthem sounds russian :o

YAAAAAAAASSSS!!!!!!! :D

so soft ♥♥

winston: “julia, my love.” MY LOVE MY LOVE AHHH!!!! :D

YEES THE COFFEE SMILEEE!!!!! :D

she’s hungry... she wants coffee... who’s gonna tell her coffee isn’t food?

omg i saw winston butt :o

:)

winston: “she’s beautiful.” julia: “she’s a meter around the hips easily” winston: “that’s her standard of beauty.” YAAAS!!! :D

winston: “the future is ours.” YAS

OH CRAP THEY SAID ‘WE ARE THE DEAD’ NOOOO

mr. charington is loud compared to how i thought in the book

his ‘you are the dead’ should’ve been quieter like winston and julia’s then he could be loud!

FBI OPEN UP!!!!!

charrington: “here comes a candle to guide you to bed, here comes a chopper to chop off your head!” OHHHH NICE ONE MR C!!!!!! :D

RIP TO A QUEEN :’(

i should be a bit more heartbroken BUT THAT MR C RHYME MAN

OMFG THEY JUST BEAT UP JULES

SHE’S IN SO MUCH PAIN NOOOO :’(

why does he look old

awww :(

delete the drunk old lady BUT GIVE US PARSONS SUUURE

i dread the scene to come...

parsons didn’t say that he said ‘down with big brother’ so that’s a bummer :/

aww poor parsons he’s crying! :(

oh SNAP room 101!!!! :o

poor parsons but at least that scene wasn’t a thing!

OUCH THAT SMACC LOOKED LIKE IT HURT

is this leading into the bloody mouth scene? I STILL NEED TO KNOW WHAT THAT IS

winston doesn’t know where he is IT’S THE I WANT YOU VALLEY!!!

hold up this is just a vision ok BUT WHERE’S THE BLOODY MOUTH SCENE

frankenstein and spirit halloween called!

also o’brien flipped the switch without warning BISH

o’brien: “you suffer from a defective memory” and you suffer from a BISH MEMORY SIR

remember winston it’s all in the mind... ;)

WHY DID O’BRIEN SHOCK  WINSTON HE SAID FIVE

'how many fingers’ is a trick question because winston sees four YET WE SEE FIVE OHHH

mother gothel vibes...

awww winston’s little scared squeak :(

winston: “i don’t know... i don’t know!” SAY FIVE WINSTON SAY FIVEEEEE

o’brien’s voice is so calming yet it spouts evil words...

julia immediately betrayed winston BECAUSE SHE HAD A ROSEMARY KENNEDY yet she’s somehow still alive without damage by the end???

ooh a new shot! :D

they just faded to black and showed a new angle which is a bit weird...

o’brien: “you’re thinking that my face is old and tired...” because it belongs to poor richard burton!

o’brien just yoinked winston’s tooth out tho :o

mother gothel strikes again!

winston to o’brien: “i love you.” you don’t say that back to jules YET YOU SAY IT TO O’BRIEN BOIIIII

o’brien: “you’re one of us. one of the chosen.” one of us gooble gobble! also ANAKIN IS THAT YOU????

winston just said ‘i love you’ oMG OMG OM WAIT WWAIIITIT

AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D

seconds after she says ‘i love you too’ SHE’S FREAKING SHOT DAAANG NO PUNCHES PULLED BACK!!!!!

aww he called her ‘my love’ even in a dream

so that was the infamous bloody mouth scene and it was quicker than i thought it would be? at least i have a bright julia smile! ♥

OMG winston’s calling for her yet it sounds so weird WHYYY

he’s much improved!

they’re skyping lol

after all he’s been through he still hates bb! :o

ROOM 101 :o

room 101 is a personalized experience just for you! :D

also IT’S A DREAM MIRROR

omg the rats are GOING AT EACH OTHER GEEZ

winston’s squeak at the rats no!!! :(

‘do it to julia’ sounds a bit selfish but it’s the betrayal we’ve been waiting for!

...NOT

uh oh here comes the awkward reunion...

they should’ve said “...sup.” to each other

the bartender saying “on the house!’ tiredly each time is great :D

winston: “thank you for coming.” julia in her thoughts: “yeah whateves bro.” :/

at least they can still bond over something :)

jules gin time ;)

they ratted out on each other true love???

julia: “we must meet again.” winston: “yes, we must meet again.” ...they never met again

but if they did it would be a bro time!

winston: “i have seduced party members of both sexes” BI NANI???? :o

since his crimes are like the guy’s from earlier... what if he didn’t do them and was convinced that he did? :o

in the book he says i love you to bb, but here he turns away and says it... what if he still loves julia? :o

and with that question, the movie has come to a close! it’s a fantastic little film that closely follows the book. while i would’ve liked to see julia with winston at o’brien’s and the drunk jail lady, the cutting of the gross parsons scene, the addtion of the bloody mouth scene and the possibly hopeful ending make up for it. overall, this is an amazing adaptation of such a great book! :D

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Part 6

Previous ⏮

(It’s been days since the talks with his uncle and mom, and John continues to plot the proposal. He’s kept himself cool and normal as possible, but he still thinks back to the night on the roof. Missed opportunity, but that’s alright. 

Today is the day.)

(He’s parked at the kitchen counter after cleaning up a late breakfast-- or would it be brunch?-- and putting away the dishes from the dishwasher. Gave him more time to work out his nerves.)

(He watches Brian knitting. Yarn this, gauge that. He didn’t quite understand the terminology or how he was able to even make anything. It’s kept his hands busy, his thoughts of work at bay. He’s already made socks... for the cat anyway.)

Brian: (mumbles) “Ah dammit, don’t tangle up on me.”

(John sighs. What to do, what to do? He runs fingers across knuckles. He has worn the ring around his neck. Brian’s taken notice of it and even asked about it, but nothing has pointed to him knowing or putting it 2+2 together.)

(C’mon, he tells himself. It’s 4. And each time, he wants to drop to his knee. But, no, he keeps brushing it off as something he just wanted to do. “Because.” It’s the same excuse he tells when he wears a collar.)

(”Are you trying to tell me something?” he hears Brian’s voice. Yeah, absolutely, I just love the feeling of being a little choked out--)

Brian: “John, did you say something?”

John: “Huh? Oh, nothin’, I was just talking to myself.” 

(Smooth. Real smooth.)

Brian: “What are you doing way over there? C’mere.”

(Brian continues to fiddle with the yarn. Almost got it... there!)

John: “What?”

Brian: “What do you mean, ‘what?’ I wanted to see you.”

John: (scoffs) “You can always do that.”

Brian: “Alright, smartass. What are you plottin’ over there? Don’t think I noticed during late breakfast.”

(John laughs.) “I’m not plotting anything.”

Brian: “You were not into that bacon as much. And you only had... three pancakes.”

John: “Got me there.”

(John sits down and observes.) “What are you making this time? More socks for the cat? Or maybe a sweater?”

Brian: “I am working on a scarf. Or something. I’m playing it by ear. I just might give it to you.”

“You never did tell me what you’re plottin’.”

John: “It’s not plotting!”

(Brian slows down the needles.) “Oh?”

John: “I was thinking... maybe we can go on a date tonight.”

Brian: “I gotta hear this. What’s your plan, big guy?”

(Ahhh, a date! Yes, yes, that’s good, John thinks to himself.) “That’s the plan. A date.” (Noooo, that’s terrible!)

Brian: “Yeah? Where to?”

John: “I... don’t know? I mean, it’s been a while, hasn’t it? Couple of months? Where would you like to go?”

Brian: “I dunno. You’re usually the one with the plan.”

John: “Dinner and a movie?”

Brian: “We can do that here.”

John: “What? No!”

“A date date. An outdoors date. Go out and do things... like, I don’t know, skating?”

Brian: “Honey, you know I can’t skate. It’ll be embarrassing!”

John: “What? Then I’ll teach you! I’ll do you better -- I’ll teach you how to ice skate.”

Brian: “I didn’t know you can skate?”

John: “I haven’t since I was a kid, but trust me, it’s not that hard.”

Brian: “Do we have a ice rink?”

John: “I’m sure there’s one around here somewhere... maybe all the way out in San Myshuno, I dunno. Holidays are almost here, so there’s bound to be a pop up rink.”

Brian: “Okay, but what about the weather?

(John changes the channel to the local weather network.) “Ah, just in time!”

TV: “Beginning this week, some residents in the Tri-County area will see some form of snow activity, with highs starting in the 50s and falling to the 30s by nightfall. Willow Creek can expect trace amounts, followed by Magnolia Promenade, New Crest, and Windenburg. Just in time for Harvestfest!”

(The TV then goes on to commercial advertising a winter themed pop-up park, with a large ice skating rink, an area to build snowpals, and the good ol’ fashioned snowball fights. John pays close attention to the address. It’s in Newcrest and almost right off the interstate. Apparently, it’s the 15th year of business.)

John: “Well? Is it a date?”

Brian: “I dunno, John... maybe you can do a little more convincing?”

(John leans over and whispers.)

“First, I’ll...”

(Brian listens to every word.)

(Brian laughs, and even snorts a little.) “John, no!”

John: “Yeah?”

Brian: “Honey. Don’t do that.”

John: “It’s not a bad idea though!”

Brian: “It’s not but... no. That’s how you get ants.”

(John huffs.) “Fine. One day, Brian, I am gonna do it. 

Brian: “Ugh! I feel sticky now. I’m gonna go freshen up first. You wanna join? Get the party started?”

John: “That sounds like an after party. I’ll decline. You go ahead.”

(Brian leaves, but not before giving John a peck on the cheek.)

(That didn’t go so bad at all, even with a few fumbles. Good! A date at the skating rink. Outdoors, even! Ah, just thinking about being under the crisp fall air with the love of his life, holding hands... now he’s just gotta concentrate on just finding the right time... damn, this is going to be a good night!)

John: “Hey, Brian?”

Brian: “Huh~?”

John: “Think I should shave?”

Brian: “Shave wha-- oh! No, don’t shave.” (John swears he can hear him smile.) “I like it~”

(John leans over to see Brian’s outfit.) “You’re wearing that? Thought you were gonna wear something cute.”

Brian: “Of course I am wearing this. It’s practical. I haven’t figured out how to balance cute with trying not to freeze my nuts off. Besides, we’re skating.

John: “Aw.”

Brian: “What about you? You gonna dress handsome with that ring of yours?”

(You mean, ring of yours. John realizes he spoke outloud again as Brian looks at him with a raised eyebrow.) “H-huh?”

Brian: “Dress smart, John. Don’t want your tits to freeze.”

John: “Quit callin’ them that!”

(He was right though... gotta dress smart. John fished through the closet and found some long sleeved shirts and jeans he hadn’t worn since last winter. Sure, the shirt was slightly too snug for him, it still fits.)

(John looks at the ring one last time as it sits perfectly on his chest. Tonight’s the night. There’s no going back from this.)

Brian: “Oh, look at you strutting out like a model.” (He sniffs the air.) “And the Burberry!”

(John grabs Brian’s hands.) “Well, thank you. You look ravishing yourself.”

Brian: “Oh, please.”

John: “I’m serious.”

(He holds his hands, marvelling how long and slender Brian’s fingers are -- and the small calluses on his palm.)

(John lifts both to kiss them with such softness that he hears Brian take a tiny gasp and an “oh.”)

Brian: “Oh, you are laying it thick, huh, John? What are you up to?”

John: “The sooner we go out, the sooner you’ll know.”

Brian: “Then let’s go!”

(But first, another food break was to be had when they reached Newcrest. Newcrest is an hour’s drive from home, depending on how much traffic there is. This particular day everyone and their mother seemed to be in town. John wonders if there was a big event somewhere. In any case, he takes Brian to the local food stall park and set him loose until choosing between the Sulani food stall and the Salvadorian stall.

When the vendor shows how much food they’ll get for absurdly small price, they made the decision to pick up a plate of Mua Kalua Pork; and left the vendor a generous tip.)

John: “Damn, this is delicious. I know we’re supposed to be on a date, but...”

Brian: “...you can eat this all day? Yeah, same.”

(Brian wafes his hand to get more of the smoked meat aroma. There’s so many spices!) 

(The shine in Brian’s eyes are delightful and marvelous. Have they always been this bright before? It’s probably outside, but, maybe it’s been a while--)

Brian: “John, you okay? You’re kinda staring.”

John: “Huh? Oh! No, I’m just... taking it all in. This food is delicious. That and you look really cute.”

Brian: (slyly) “Uh-huh. So, ice skating.”

John: “Listen, you’re not gonna be embarrassed. There’s other people who don’t know how. Little kids, adults, old people... no one’s gonna be like, an Olympic figure skater. And if they are, they’re showing off. You don’t have to be perfect. Not for me.”

“I’ll hold your hand and everything. I know you didn’t get to do all that stuff as a kid, but... now’s a pretty good time to learn, right? Together. It’ll be fine.”

Brian: “Okay. But do you know what else we can do together?”

John: “What’s that?”

Brian: “We need to get a to-go box!”

(Naturally, after all that eating, the pair walked it off with some sightseeing, lingering long enough for the sun to go down and the city lights and buildings to light up the skyline.)

(Brian watches John as he laces up his skates. Maybe it’s the air or the lighting, or the cologne he’s wearing that’s making him feel giddy.)

Brian: “Johnny?”

(John feels his heart skip a beat. The way Brian calls him that -- soft and sweet.) “Yeah, babe?”

“Can you... tie my skates for me? I wanna make sure it’s right.” 

John: “Yeah. Gimme your leg.”

(Brian offers his foot and places it gingerly on John’s leg.)

John: “So, how are you feelin’?” Nervous? Excited? Cold? Still full?”

Brian: “Everything. Maybe a little overwhelming.”

John: “Really?”

Brian: (sing-song) “But I got you~”

(John chuckles. It’s been a while since Brian has acted so... carefree.)

John: “Alright, I’m done. Ready to stand up?” (He offers his hand, and slips it into a grip.) “You might be a little shakey.”

Brian: “Shakey?” (He blows a raspberry.) “Watch this.”

(John pulls him up, and Brian stands up. His legs buckles under the skates and John catches him in time.) “Careful! You alright?”

Brian: “Yeah, I’m...”

(He pauses. Woah, when did... John’s shoulders get so broad and firm?)

(His eyes linger on the necklace more than his chest. He tilts his head. Are those... words in there?)

(He feels John’s stare and looks up.)

(Brian swears there’s a smirk on his face.) 

John: “You okay?”

Brian: “Y-yeah. I’m cool.”

John: “Alright, let’s go.”

(They walked -- John walked and Brian wobbled -- to the ice rink. John effortlessly entered the rink and did a small twirl before facing Brian again.)

John: “I’m gonna warm up with a couple of laps. I’ll come back to get you. You can hang out here.”

Brian: “What? And look like a doofus?”

John: “Yeah!”

Brian: “John! Johnnn!!! You jerk!”

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Katsune no Hanayome Ch. 4

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Katsune no Hanayome Chapter 4

Rated: Mature (18+)

Trans!Bakugou Trans!Todoroki Trans!Kirishima

Later chapters will contain things such as: s e x , lots of it. Heavily pregnant s e x.

[Chapter 1] [Chapter 2] [Chapter 3]

It was strange for all of them to see their stomachs so full and bloated with cum. Throughout the past few years, they had each trained hard and their bodies were tight and sculpted -- of course, until Izuku got a hold of them. He filled them up every night, then plugged them. Every night adding more and more of his blessed cum into their wombs.

Every time the three would go take a bath, they’d see how much each other had grown from the previous day. Katsuki had the most cum in him, by the end of the week he looked like he was nine months pregnant and he walked with a cute little waddle. This, was of course due to his competitive nature, as he wanted to show the other two that he could hold more inside him than they could. Little did he know what such actions would entail for him.

While Katsuki looked like he was about to pop, Eijirou and Shoto both looked around six month pregnant.

After their baths, the retired to their shared bedroom. Eijirou laid on his back in the nest of pillows. His belly loomed over him, he patted it and he could feel the liquid sloshing around and he asked, “What if, what if we really are pregnant?”

“I doubt it.” Katsuki replied, “It’ll take more than a few nights of fucking, especially because we’ve been on testosterone.”

“Yeah.” Shoto agreed, “There’s no way we’d all be able to release eggs so soon.”

Oh how wrong they were.

--

Once their plugs were removed, a few interesting symptoms began to arise, you know, the nausea, the vomiting, the headaches, and exhaustion. Yes, they were all aware these were symptoms of pregnancy, but such symptoms don’t usually occur until weeks after implantation of the fetus. Not days.

“Is everything okay?” Izuku asked the men during breakfast one morning, “You guys don’t seem to be eating, is there something wrong with the food?”

“No.” Katsuki was the first to answer. “Err, you know what, yes. All this damn food you’ve been giving us is poisoning us, isn’t it?” he accused.

“What are you…”

Katsuki stood up, although a little too quickly. The room spinned just a little, and he felt his stomach churn angrily. He leaned forward with one hand on the table to balance himself and the other on his slightly swollen abdomen, “Listen, we’ve all been feeling like shit. We are all starving and craving for food, but everytime we we eat something we get sick and yet our bodies want more? There must be something in the food that’s making us hungry and sick and --”

“Oh, you mean, you don’t know?”

“Know what?” Eijirou asked, taking a drink of water, he felt dehydrated from his recent visit to the bathroom.

“You’re all pregnant, I can smell it on you.” Izuku announced.

“No, we are not.” Shoto insisted, shaking his head, “There’s no way…”

“It’s not that bad.” Izuku went on to explain. “You’ll only be pregnant for about a month, but during that time the kits will grow quickly. I’m actually surprised none of you knew.”

“Because that’s not how it works.” Shoto stood up, and argued, “No one is able to have a complete pregnancy within a month, and besides I’m not pregnant.”

“Shoto, but --.”

“I’m not!” Shoto shouted, and stormed off from the dining room toward his bedroom.

Katsuki growled, then glared at Izuku, “Listen, if you’re lying --.”

“I don’t think he’s lying.” Eijirou interrupted, placing a hand on his belly. “I -- I feel different Katsuki, like, like I’m sharing my body with, I -- I don’t know.”

Izuku smiled, “Why don’t you two go to your rooms and get some rest?” he suggested. “I’ll go check on Shoto.”

Shoto, however, did not want to be checked on. He laid curled up in his bed, telling himself he was just sick. That’s all this was. He had a cold that made his -- his breasts swell and…

He screamed into a pillow as soon as Izuku began knocking on his door, “Shoto? Are -- is everything okay?”

“Why do you care?” Shoto shouted back, “You’re lying to me, telling me I’m pregnant! I can’t -- I can’t do this, I’m not pregnant.”

“Listen, I’m sorry but…”

“Go away!”

 And Izuku did just that. 

 He left Shoto alone and Shoto stayed alone for five days. Shoto spent most of those five days crying. He wasn’t ready to have children, yeah, sure Eijirou and Katsuki seemed okay with it but he really wasn’t. Maybe it was a mistake to stay here. Maybe he shouldn’t have allowed himself to be so easily swayed by Izuku’s sweet advances.

This was dumb.

This was all fucking dumb.

Every day Shoto saw his middle grow and his breasts become more tender. He hated this. And then, one night he felt something stir within him. He opened his robe and pressed a hand against his stomach, seconds later movement wiggled beneath his palm. 

--- 

One evening, Eijirou passed Bakugou in one of the halls, he smiled, waved and teased, “Looking kinda thick around your middle, aren’t you?”

“Shut up,” Katsuki put a hand on his domed belly, already sticking noticeably outward, “You're just jealous you’re not as big as me yet.”

“Hey, not everything has to be a competition.”

“Whatever, but uhm, quick question.” Katsuki leaned in and whispered, “Have you been having any odd cravings, lately?”

“Yeah!” Eijirou confessed, “I’ve been really wanting some mochi, or umm, a strawberry cake with --,”

“No, not like that!” Katsuki interrupted.

“What do you mean then?” Eijirou inquired.

“I -- I have been wanting to eat sand.”

Eijirou laughed, and repeated, “S-sand?? You want to eat sand? Dude! That’s not even food!”

“I fucking know that.” Katsuki grumbled, then glared down at his belly, “Oi, babies stop with sand cravings!”

“What did they say?”

Katsuki grabbed Eijirou’s hand and put it over his stomach, “Do you feel that?”

A gentle flutter of movement rippled under Eijirou’s hand, “It's moving -- and it sounds like they’re saying noooo.”

Katsuki rolled his eyes then invited Eijirou into the kitchen with him so they could eat. Not sand, of course, the cooks wouldn’t allow that. But they could certainly cook them up something with a similar texture.

Katsuki never thought he’d be pregnant, but now that he was and he could feel his little babies coming to life inside him, he decided that maybe being pregnant wasn’t all that bad. And then he met Izuku’s mom, who was able to tell them how many babies they were carrying.

“I see six little souls within you.”

“S-six!?” Katsuki repeated, his eyes were wide and both hands were resting on either side of his belly.

“Yes. That’s right.” she confirmed.

Eijirou began howling with laughter, only to be punched lightly on the shoulder. It still wasn’t enough to shut him up completely. Not to mention he was happy to only be having triplets, basically half of what Bakugou was having.

While Inko was speaking to Katsuki and Eijirou, Izuku decided to see how Shoto was doing. Shoto opened the door and the first thing Izuku noticed was his new, little belly that was bigger than Eijirou’s but smaller than Katsuki’s. He looked really cute.

“Hey, um, my mom is here and she, well...would you like to know how many babies you’re carrying?” Izuku asked. “You look amazing by the way, and she would really love to meet you.”

A little flutter waved inside Shoto’s belly, it was like the babies knew Izuku was close. He gently placed a hand on his stomach and smiled, “Yeah, okay.” Four babies.

Shoto was pregnant with four little pups, he sighed and thought that maybe being pregnant wasn’t going to be that bad.

---

Even though they were aware that their babies were going to grow quickly throughout the month, just knowing didn’t make up for experiencing it. For one, they were always hungry and each one craved a different thing.

Shoto was always in the mood for something spicy. Even though it gave him some mild heartburn and it excited the pups a little too much.

Eijirou was surprised that he actually wanted sweet things. Before he got pregnant, he never thought about eating things like cookies, brownies, candy, and even ice cream. He just never had the taste for foods like that, but now, oh now did he love his ice cream. Izuku could feed him a whole gallon, fuck him, then feed him another afterward. Although, he did sometimes want to eat rocks. And to keep him from actually eating one, Izuku had his servants make chocolate but paint them to resemble rocks.

Katsuki, who was carrying the most babies, often found himself famished, even just after half an hour from a big meal. He loved raw meat. Izuku told him it was a natural part of a kitsune’s diet, and he wouldn’t have to worry about parasites or bacteria in the raw meat Izuku provided. It was always a common sight for Katsuki’s belly to grow a good three or four inches during a meal of raw meat.

Food wasn’t only the only thing these guys desired, but their hormones always wanted some touch. After watching Katsuki’s belly have a massive growth spurt of six inches during a very big meal, Shoto and Eijirou felt themselves get a little hot and bothered.

“You’re such a hungry boy aren’t you?” Eijirou said in a low tone, rubbing circles against Katsuki’s belly.

“Shut up…” Katsuki let out a burp, “I don’t think I can get up.”

“Well, maybe you don’t have too.” Shoto leaned in and kissed Katsuki deeply, he could taste the raw meat in his breath.

Eijirou then nibbled and sucked on Katsuki’s neck as one hand undid the belt on his robe allowing freedom to a very full and pregnant belly. Shoto then gently eased Katsuki onto his back while Eijirou made his way “downstairs.” Eijirou’s tongue lapped up Katsuki’s slick and sweet liquids rolling out of him while Shoto’s tongue caressed the inside of his mouth.

Katsuki’s breath came in deep and sharp every time Eijirou’s tongue found the perfect spot. Shoto bit down on Katsuki’s lip, making him moan. He wanted to shift his hips, to buck them forward and have Eijirou go in deeper but his belly was too heavy and it weighed down his hips.

“Don’t tease me like this…” Katsuki breathed, “Come on, if you’re gonna stick something in there at least go deep.”

This led to Eijirou pounding into Katsuki from behind with a strap on, Shoto was fingering his clit all while Katsuki nibbled and licked at Shoto’s breasts. Eijirou could feel a heat radiating out of Katsuki’s backside and against his thighs. Katsuki could feel Eijirou’s pregnant belly resting on his back, the babies rolled and moved inside the both of them excitedly.

Katsuki’s breath was warm against Shoto’s erect nipples, with every sucking breath did he provide Katsuki with some ecstatic pleasure. Katsuki leaked all over Shoto’s hand, his insides slick from Eijirou’s playfulness.

It was then that their husband returned. He could smell the pheromones all the way from the front door. As soon as he stepped in the room, the unborn babies began to kick and wiggle, wild with excitement. Their bellies changed shape with the rapid waves of kicks and punches all from the inside, extending outward.

“Don’t the three of you look absolutely beautiful?” Izuku commented as he began to disrobe himself, his dick was already fully erect, “All three of you have grown so thick and hot with my seeds, I can’t wait to continue to watch you get bigger with each passing day.”

He then joined the fun. He inserted his dick into Shoto’s pussy, while his tails inserted themselves into any hole that wasn’t already plugged up.

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A/N: It is finally hereee. Sorry if it's a bit late, I'm like, at 117 followers now AND I STILL CAN'T BELIEVE IT. Thank y'all so much for supporting me and reading my fics❤️❤️❤️ OH, and sorry if the prompts aren't that great, I'm still not used to writing prompts but, I really tried my best because I want this celebration to be good.

And for the requests that I have YET TO FINISH, I apologize again because I don't have great time management. I'll be working on the requests in order as well. Let's just hope school doesn't get in the way of this one😂 send in requests as much as you can guys! I love your ideas so much and it keeps me motivated to get through school so I can continue to write my heart out😂❤️

I'll be extending the time limit to this by the for a month because why not😂

I'll be accepting requests from this prompt list within this period of time:

February 14, 2020 — March 14, 2020

A N G S T :

1. “I’m sorry, but I can’t stay”

2. “You said you’d never leave me, so why are you walking away?”

3. “You promised! You promised me that you’ll stay!”

4. “That’s exactly the thing y/n, I loved you”

5. “Where were you!? I’ve been waiting for 5 goddamn hours!”

6. “I am really sorry, darling.”— “It’s ok. I’ll be here I guess.”

7. “I know I promised, but—”— “It’s fine. Just know that I’ll always be here for you.”

8. “You idiot! Why did you keep this from me!?”

9. “Cut the crap, I know you’re hurt!”

10. “You don’t have to pretend, I know you pretend every goddamn day. You’re hurting yourself, you’re hurting me.”

11. “Before I leave, I have one more request.”— “What?! After all of this, what else could you possibly want out of me?!”— “Be happy. Move on. Please, look after yourself.”

12. “You told me you loved me, did you tell her that to?!”

13. “You know you don’t have to hide anything from me, so please tell me why there are cuts on your arm”

14. “How stupid could you be to think that you could handle that yourself?!”

15. “I wanted to see you, but not like this. Never like this.”

16. “Am I really that bad?”

17. “You’ve walked away so many times but I took you back! This is too much. I’m so sorry but it’s my turn to leave.”

18. “Don’t please I—”— “You have to let go sweetheart. You know you’ll have to eventually.”

19. “So, what, you’re just giving up on me? On us??”

20. “What happened?”— “It’s like— I-It’s like I forgot how to love you”

21. “Don’t force it, please. You already know that it’ll end like this even if we try again.”

22. “I don’t owe you anything. I don’t owe you a fucking thing”

23. “Everyone thinks she’s not the one, but she I think she’s damn near close to that if she isn’t. I know I can’t risk losing her.”

24. “Just know that I’d go to the moon and back just to get the chance to love you again.”

25. “Stop— Stop! Please, stop you’re hurting yourself!”

26. “I don’t deserve you. I never did, and I never got how you can love me the way you do now.”

27. “I realized how easy it is to live without you”

28. “I-I could’ve left but I didn’t”— “but you should’ve”

29. “You caught me, but you let me go”

30. “Go. Go to them. You always do anyway”

31. “I should’ve left when I had the chance.”

32. “You know, people warned me. Warned me about you.”— “What did they say?” “That you’d end up breaking my heart. I should’ve listened to them.”

33. “I—I think I broke her.”

34. “H-hey, it’s me. Y-you remember me, r-right?”

35. “You want to know the worst part, hmm?”— “I—”—”It’s been 5 fucking years and I still love you”

36. “Please let me explain!”— “I think you explained well enough last time. I understand, you love her, not me”

37. “I trusted you!”— “And I trusted myself enough not to hurt you, but I still did”

38. “This wouldn’t have happened if you just listened to me!”

39. “You know what they say…cut off one head, two more shall take it’s place.”

40. “Am I not enough for you??”— “You were”

41. “You told me you were over her”— “I lied”

42. “Making you fall in love with me was never my intention”

43. “You let me down when I thought I finally had someone to build me back up.”

44. “”Hey— hey baby? Come on, keep your eyes open for m-me. You can d-do this, b-babe— look a-at m— look at me! Y-you can do this, alright?”

45. “I’m fine, really. I always knew that he wasn’t the one. I guess you can say he’s just my almost”

46. “You could’ve died!”— “I did! I died the moment I saw him snap his fingers!”

47. “I’m sorry! I know I should’ve been better—” — “but you weren’t. You could’ve been but you weren’t!”

48. “H-Hey Pete. I just wanted to call you to say sorry. I know you’ve moved on, but I haven’t. I don’t know how long I have, but I wanted to tell you that, please, take care of dad, take care of yourself and take care of MJ. My life has been a wreck, but it was way better with you in it. When I lost you, I lost myself, and I’m sorry for that. I should’ve just been happy for you. God, I hope you don’t delete this voicemail.”

49. “He won’t be back! He’s dead and all you can do is accept it!”— “No! He’s not dead, he can’t be! He told me he’d come home, he promised me he’d be back!”

50. “It’s my fault, this is my fault. You’re not safe here, just— just leave. I don’t want to hurt you.”

F L U F F

51. “Never, in my life, have I felt so much love for one person.”

52. “Don’t worry, love. I’m here, and I never plan on leaving”

53.“Stop! Tickling me won’t work!”— “I doubt that, love. I can do this all day”

54. “My heart belongs to you, my London boy.”

55. “Don’t tempt me, babe”— “What? I’m not tempting you to do anything”— “Yes, yes you are. Everyday, just looking at you makes me want to love you even more than I already do, which—quite frankly— I didn’t think was possible.”

56. “W-will you go on a d-date with m-me?”— “Only if you kiss me again”

57. “Is that my hoodie?”— “uhhhhm, no?”

58. “Where were you?! I called so many times!”— “Yeah, but my phone died. I was at work. Why’d you call so many times though? I told you I was working today.”— “I remembered that I forgot to tell you that I love you before you left”

59. “C’mon, time to get up.”— “Noooo. I wanna cuddle some mooreee”

60. “You’re not sick anymore. Now can I kiss you?”

61. “I love you”— “No, you love Taylor Swift.”— “Shhh, you’re ruining the moment”

62. “Move. I want to cuddle”

63. “You’re an idiot.”— “Your idiot.”

64. “I know you’re only here for Tessa.”— “I mean, yeah, but playing with Tessa isn’t the same without you.”

65. “Can you do me a favor and NOT break your nose for once?”— “Sure, but only if you kiss it better.”— “Ew Tom, no. It’s all bruised and bloody.”

66. “I’m not afraid of the dark anymore.”— “Oh really? And why is that?”— “Because now, you’re here to light up my world.”

67. “You look cute when you’re mad. You’re like a cute little bunny with a frown”

68. “Oh come here. I know you can’t resist me.”

69. “I’ll go to sleep only if you sing to me first.”

70. “Will you be MJ to my Peter Parker?”

71. “Hey, can you take Tessa for a walk?”— “Yeah sure, but I thought you wanted to walk her?”— “I never said I wasn’t”

72. “I’d dance with you around the stars if I could”

73. “It’s a prank! It’s a prank, it’s a prank”

74. “Can you stop checking me out and actually try to clean the house?”

75. “Here, close your eyes and take my hand. Do you trust me?”— “No.”— “Oh come one, you don’t mean that.”— “Yeah you’re right, I don’t”

76. “I won’t be able to take you seriously if you keep wearing my cloths. Looks too good on you.”

77. “Let me go, I have work.”— “Not until I get my good morning kiss”— “Gross. You have morning breath.”

78. “You’re such a dork, but I guess that’s why I fell in love with you in the first place.”

79. “Don’t pout. That’s cheating because you know I can’t resist you when you pout”

80. “You? Ugly? Impossible.”

81. “I can’t think of anything other than you that can make me this happy.”

82. “NO! Don’t open your eyes!”— “Wha— Why??”— “Because then it won’t be a surprise, duhh!”

83. “Have you ever stopped to think, that maybe in another universe, we’re with other people? Maybe we don’t even know each other or—”— “You have to stop watching those documentaries, babe. Anyway, I don’t think I could ever be with anyone other than you. Even in another universe.”

84. “I hate you.”— “No, I know you love me.”— “I do, and I hate you for it”

85. “One day, I’m going to propose and you’ll say yes. It’s going to be the best day ever.”— “Yeah. It definitely will be.”— “And with that, Y/N L/N, will you make today the happiest day of our lives?”

86. “I like it when you’re sick”— “Hey!”— “It gives me more reason to take care of you.”

87. “So, there’s this house party RDJ’s hosting. Wanna be my date?”

88. “Awwww, I never realized how cute you are when you sneeze!”

89. “Hey, uh, we have thin walls here and I uh, I heard barking so I figured you have a dog. Is it alright if I play with them for a bit? I love dogs i-if you can’t already tell.”

90. “We could be soulmates you know.”— “I know, and I don’t mind one bit.”

91. “I really want to kiss you right now.”— “Kiss me then”

92. “You’re such an ass.”— “I know right. Been doing a lot of squats lately.”

93. “Ugh, it’s still too early. Wake me up later.”— “Too ea— it’s 4pm!”

94. “I love you, but that doesn’t mean I won’t laugh at you when you do something stupid”

95. “Get a life, you dummy.”— “I already have one. You.”

96. “Do you want to sed something beautiful?”— “I’m already looking at her.”

97. “It’s hard to think when I’m drunk.”— “That’s why you have me, sweetheart.”

98. “I did this for you, you know. I got drunk so I could be confident enough to tell you how I actually feel about you.”

99. “Don’t believe anything they say. I love you, and only you.”

100. “I missed you! But probably not as much as baby Holland did.”— “Excuse me, baby who now???”

[rott3nc0re]

I Really Like You

One Shot

Peter Parker x Fem! Reader

warning: fluffffff, soft peter, babie peter, nervous peter, just a very soft fluff

“Where do you wanna go?”

Peter asked you as you both walked through the streets of Manhattan hand in hand. “Let’s go to Central Park” you told him. He nodded and you both walked to the massive park.

Peter has had a crush on you since freshman year of high school. He would get really nervous around you if you would talk to him or work with him as a partner for class. Ever since Peter got his powers, his physical appearance changed. You’ve noticed how much as changed, considering that you two were friends and maybe, you had a crush on him before he got his powers.

“You have the answer to number two?” you asked Peter while you tapped the eraser part of the pencil on your chin. “Nope” Peter said with sigh and closed the textbook. He was frustrated and you found that really cute. “We have every answer except for number 2” he said with frustration as he got up from his bed and started pacing back and forth. “Pete, don’t worry. We’re gonna find that answer” you reassured him as you were still sat on his bed. “You’re right” he sat down next to you on his bed. “I’m always right” you giggled at him, making him fall in more love with you. “I have to ask you something” he said as he turned his body towards you. You look at him, waiting for his question.

“So we’ve been really good friends and-“

“And that you like me?” you asked him during mid sentence, catching his reaction.

“What? No, um... why would you think-“

“Because I like you too” you told him calmly during mid sentence again with a giggle after.

“You do?” he asked in complete shock. “Ever since freshman year Pete” you told him with a soft smile. You placed your hand on top of his and said “I knew you liked me too”. “I didn’t know you would like me back cause you know, I was always a dork and not that attractive and it only seemed that you only liked me as just a friend so I-“ he rambled on until your lips collided with his. You pulled away and he gave a shoked expression, making you blush alot.

“I really like you” you told Peter with a smile.

“I really like you too” he said back with the cutest smile.

He brought his lips back onto yours, kissing you slowly and softly.

And since on that day, you and Peter have been dating.

He was the first to ask you out on a date, which you found very cute. You had always wanted to visit the city and walk around Central Park. You told Peter and he immediately said yes to that idea.

“Pete?” you called him as you both were strolling through the giant park hand in hand. You were both swinging yours arms together too.

“Yeah?” he answered back as he turned his head towards you.

“Can we have a movie night at yours?” you asked him.

“I thought you hated movie nights” he chuckled a little bit.

“It’s because of the boring movies you would play” you answered back as you rolled your eyes playfully.

“Hey! Star Wars is not boring!” he shot back with defense.

You giggled at his cute defense and said “they are Pete. Let’s watch something else” you told him with a soft smile.

“This is so boring Y/n” Peter said with annoyance as he rolled his eyes. “Is something angry at me?” you teased him with a grin. “No, I’m just bored” he said to you. “Come on Pete, just watch it with me until the movie ends” you begged him as you started kissing his jaw and cheek softly. He gave you an annoyed look and you looked at him with puppy eyes. “Ugh fine” he said, giving up to your puppy eyes. You squealed and kissed him all over his face.

An hour later, you were still wrapped in Peter’s arms as the movie was still playing. “Mmm, Pete?” you softly called out as you were very comfortable in his arms. “Hm?” he answered back. “I need to get up. I have to use the bathroom” you said as you tried to get out of his arms. “Noooo, you need to stay in arms” he said in a pouty tone, wrapping his arms around you a little bit tighter. “Peter, please! I really have to go” you giggled as you tried to get out of his grasp. “Fine” he said as he unwrapped his arms. You kissed his cheek and jogged to his bathroom.

“Should I tell her?” Peter thought in his head.

“No, it’ll be too risky” he whispered to himself.

“Maybe I should tell her” he whispered to himself again, being certain that he was actually going to tell you his secret.

“Tell me what? That you’re Spider-Man?” you asked him, seeing him being startled making you giggle.

“What?! U-uh n-n-no” he nervously chuckled.

“Really? Come on Peter, I’m dumb” you said to him as you sat next to him.

Peter looked at you with shock and fear in his eyes.

“That explains why you left school so much.... And that time in Washington for the decathlon...” you dragged out.

“Y/n, I’m so sorry I had to leave you so much, and that time in Washington... I’m sorry about not being there when you were in the Washington Monument” Peter said sadly towards you.

“But you were there Pete, you saved me and our friends” you told him with a soft smile.

“Peter...” you dragged out as you began to hold his hand. “You never have to hid that secret away from me, okay?” you asked him.

“I didn’t want to tell you because I wanted to protect the people I love. I have to protect you” he said as he caressed your cheek with his thumb.

“It’s okay Pete, you still have me” you reassured him as you kept that soft smile on your face.

His lips attached to yours, kissing you softly and slowly. You both smiled in the kiss and kissed more, being slow and passionate.

“Wanna continue watching the movie?” you asked him against his lips then pulled away.

“Can we watch The Force Awakens?”

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[doc-pickles]

it’s nothing funny just to talk (p.2)

What happens when you text that random number graffitied on a bathroom stall in your favorite bar? Jo Wilson is about to find out. - In which Bar Princess and Doctor Evil Spawn meet via text.

Saturday 12:09 PM

you know what might be worse than pyramid schemes?

bridal showers

this is horrendous 

Same woman you were drinking in solidarity to?

obviously, I have like four friends 

I thought teachers were like outgoing and bubbly?

oh hell no, socializing is not my cup of tea

one of the other bridesmaids just asked who i was texting so I told her jack the ripper

Oh you couldn’t even give me a good one

i’m gonna pretend you didn’t say that 

My day off and the weekend finally coincide, which means I’m not leaving my couch all day. 

I wish I were you this shower is gonna kill me 

teachers on the weekend are a fun sight to see

You’re not partaking this time?

no i’m DD

it’s for the best, I did throw up on my shoes last weekend 

How crazy is a bridal shower that you need a DD?

there’s a mimosa bar and they’re already playing never have I ever

the mother of the groom is starting something with the mother of the bride

I gotta deal with this 

  Saturday 3:11 PM

I deserve bottle of wine for all of the shit I dealt with today

I never wanna be a maid of honor ever again

Maybe we should rename you Maid of Dishonor?

wooooooow

I throw up on my shoes ONE TIME

How’d the battle of the mothers go?

oh it was horrendous 

groom is from a rich family and bride grew up on a farm… you know how it goes 

Doesn’t sound fun. Glad you made it out. 

barely

how’s your day off going

Amazing. I get to watch baseball and sit on the couch with a bag of chips and a beer. I’m living the dream. 

I envy you

they’re making us go out again

Do you get to drink during this escapade?

yes thank god

manhattan or moscow mule?

A whiskey drinker? You might be the perfect woman. 

don’t try to butter me up, i’ve never even met you in person

We can change that. 

  Saturday 6:14 PM

Do you think birds have dreams?

I thought I was supposed to get drunk

You were talking too long. And I’m not drunk. 

I can’t think of another reason why you’d ask me about bird dreams

You’re a teacher. I was curios. 

i’m not a bird specialist

personally I do not think that birds can dream

I’m telling them you said that. 

the birds?

Yes. They deserve to know the truth. 

have you just been sitting on the couch drinking beer all day?

did you even eat

Yeah I had pizza for lunch 

what about dinner?

It’s not dinner time yet. 

dude it’s 6

Oh shit really?

Hahaha that explains it 

psh and you said I was bad when I was drunk

you’re freaking Snow White 

Is this ebcause I asked about the birds 

yes it is

I gotta go, Maggie says i’m not netting the quota for fun

Maggie sounds like a buzzkill

she’s the assistant principal, i’m scared she’ll fire me if I don’t listen

jk… kinda 

  Saturday 12:32 AM

Incoming Voice Call

  “Jo! Put the phone down! You should not be calling anyone right now!”

“Hello?”

“Doctor Evil Spawn! I’m so glad you picked up.”

“Are you drunk now?”

“Noooo….. maybe. I just wanted to say hi.”

“Hi princess.”

“Your voice is nice. It’s a good voice, it’s sexy and I like it.”

“You’re kinda crazy, you know that?”

“Josephine Wilson! Give me the phone!”

“Woah who full named you? They sound angry.”

“That’s Maggie, she’s trying to get me to go home. I can’t go home Maggie, I’m talking to a hot doctor! And he has a sexy voice!”

“You’ve never even seen me, you don’t know if I’m hot.”

“I’m judging off your sexy voice and what few characteristics I know about you. I’d be shocked if you weren’t hot.”

“You have too much faith in me.”

“I have to go, Maggie is dragging me out of the bar. Byeeee hot doctor!”

“Goodnight princess, don’t throw up on your shoes this time.” 

  Sunday 9:58 AM

How’re your shoes looking?

  Sunday 11:22 AM

You’re still dead? I mean you did call me half past midnight… but I thought you’d be up by now.

  Sunday 1:46 PM

Are you embarrassed because of what you said on the phone? Frankly I found it endearing. 

  Sunday 3:18 PM

As a doctor, I’m advising you to drink more fluids and get food in your system. Maybe a banana. It’ll make you feel less shitty, trust me.

  Sunday 6:17 PM

Hope you’re not dead in a ditch somewhere. 

  Monday 7:23 AM

oh my god I am so sorry

I dropped my phone in Maggie’s car and I just got it back

wait you were worried about me weren’t you

Well you fell off the face of the earth… so yeah. 

awwww well it’s nice to know that someone would notice if I was kidnapped and murdered 

Didn’t you say I was the one that would kidnap and murder you? 

yes but i’m having a change of heart

Is it because of my sexy voice?

I was kinda hoping I didn’t say that out loud

whoops

I told you I found it endearing. 

flattery will get you everywhere

gotta go, class is lining up and they’re already screaming

I’ll pray for you. 

  Monday 8:08 PM

dude the thai place on 7th across from old navy?

amazing

i’m in heaven

Oh so we’ve reached the stage of giving each other food recommendations?

obviously 

this is a serious relationship 

Chinese place across from Joe’s Bar has the best egg rolls. Perfect drunchies. 

i’ve never been to joe’s 

I live right around the corner from there

So we’re neighbors then? I’m off of Fullerton. 

I guess we are

that’s exciting, i bet i’ve seen you at the grocery store 

Bold of you to assume I make it to the grocery store. 

honestly same

I usually guilt steph or izzie into it

You’re the chaotic good of the group aren’t you?

obviously 

I keep things balanced 

what’re you doing?

On a break, almost done for the night. I have to round on post ops and then I’m done. 

nice!!! did you get anything fun today?

Not really just surgeries I could do in my sleep. 

typical monday’s

I have to go, we have a field trip tomorrow and i’m not emotionally prepared

Oof. Have fun, don’t die. 

who the hell ends texts like that?

A doctor. Obviously. Night princess. 

goodnight Snow White

  Tuesday 12:18 PM

whoever decided to bring 42 fourth graders to the science discovery museum should be fired 

Isn’t that you?

maybe

maybe not

It was totally you. How about a deal?

deal with an internet stranger? 

fine but if I die i’m gonna be pissed

How about I drop off a bottle of wine on your porch on my way to work? I work the night shift again. 

hmmmm I don’t think i’m supposed to give my address to strangers

but i’m pretty sure if you were going to kill me you would’ve done it by now

See you’re getting the hang of it. 

okay i’ll give you my address

but if there’s a bomb we’re going to have words

If there’s a bomb you’ll be dead. 

  Tuesday 4:54 PM

red wine AND egg rolls?

if I didn’t know better i’d think you’re trying to woo me

I think I need to meet you before we can say that. 

thank you!!! 

my roomies are teasing me about taking wine from a stranger

You’re welcome. And I’m not a stranger. I know your name and where you live. 

aaaaand way to make things creepy

BTW your blonde roommate was checking out my ass. 

hahahahaha that’s izzie for you

she has a boyfriend don’t worry 

I wasn’t too concerned about her, just thought you might want to beat her up or something. 

intentionally trying to start a cat fight? classy

she says you’re “super dreamy” so that’s a plus

Glad to know I passed the checkpoint. Does this mean I get to meet you now?

maybe maybe not

we have learned one good thing though

And what’s that?

even if you are a serial killer, you have a good taste in wine and your attractive

i’ll die happy

  Tuesday 7:32 AM

If I never work another overnight again it’ll be too soon. 

yeah you’ve been working a lot of those 

wtf is up with that

I lost a bet with Arizona. 

oof that doesn’t sound fun

at least I have nice stable working hours

summers off

i’m living the dream

Why do you do that?

do what?

Send forty texts. There’s a button to put in a period and start a new sentence. In the same text. 

you really do text like a 60 year old

I’m sophisticated, obviously. 

I know we’ve never met but I need a favor

Oof. After I dropped off wine for you?

the favor includes free food and alcohol

I’m listening… 

that wedding i’m in is next weekend

and I don’t have a date :-)

I wish I could, I’m going out of town. 

booooo

it’s okay, after i’m done being a brides bitch my weekend will open up

i’ll also be done with school for year

So I can take you out on a proper date? Instead of texting you all day? 

you do realize that you’re texting a girl who found your number at 11 pm while shit faced in a bar right

That’s always how I pictured meeting the woman of my dreams. 

oh shut up

I suppose i’ll go on a date with you, man I know nothing about 

I’m Alex, I’m 27 and I don’t think pineapple belongs on pizza

deal breaker sorry

pineapple + pizza = deliciousness 

Well at least you know more about me. 

that I do

jo, 25, who’s favorite color is purple and eats cinnamon toast for breakfast everyday, has to go educate the tiny humans

talk to you later old man

Oh come on you’re two years younger!

  Tuesday 1:26 PM

have you ever had to hot glue rhinestones to candle votives 

because I am

and I hate it

WTF is a votive?

those tiny little glass things you put a candle into

Oh. Why are you bedazzling them? 

wedding prep

today is a half day so bridezilla has us crafting for her 

Are all of you brides bitches teachers?

yes

it’s hell

you try to talk about your class and all you hear about is peonies and roses and baby’s breath

I’m glad I’m a dude then. 

ha! you better be 

oh my god, she’s gone psycho

if I don’t text she took my phone

Don’t die, I’m looking forward to our date. 

  Tuesday 7:17 PM

RIP Jo, Avid Cinnamon Toast Eater 

Killed by Her Insane Bride Friend  

I made it out!!!!

barely

Nice, I’ve heard a rabid bridezilla is hard to escape. 

it was the worst 

but she let me go when I told her I had to finish putting in grades for the year

(I finished last night)

I for one am proud of you. That’s badass. 

lol i’ll keep that in mind 

thursday is our last day before freedom

I think I might get shit faced as soon as I leave work

I support it wholeheartedly. 

good because you’ll probably get more bar princess texts

Or if I’m lucky a phone call where you call me sexy again. 

hey hey I didn’t call you sexy

I called your voice sexy

there’s a difference 

Oh sorry, I don’t know how I overlooked that. 

mhm sure 

tomorrow is crazy hair day 

Does this mean I get to see a picture of you? Because I’m definitely interested in seeing what you do with this spirit day thing. 

i’ll save it for when we meet

I’m determined not to see you until our date

Suit yourself. Gotta go remove stitches. 

oooohh how exhilarating!! 

  Wednesday 9:42 AM

How goes the crazy hair?

oh just dandy 

half my hair is pink 

You seem like the type to be able to pull of pink hair. Plus it’s pretty rad. 

you’re too kind 

I bribed the kids with cookies and a movie 

i’m totally winning today

I just took out an appendix, I think I win. 

just saying I don’t think that our jobs are comparable 

but taking out an appendix sounds cool

Not as cool as cookies though. 

I have a bunch left over

should I drop them on your doorstep? 

Only if you want to. I wouldn’t say no to a good cookie. I’m here till 5. 

i’ll stop by after work!! 

we have another half day

Sweet. I’m glad you’re the one that found my number. 

  Wednesday 12:56 PM

Dude. George says you look like an adorable preschooler. 

I FORGOT I HAD MY HAIR LIKE THIS

he was very understanding 

Rave reviews on your “kindness and beautiful eyes” 

oh my god 

I have to die now 

He might’ve mentioned your ass too. I’m painting a beautiful mental picture. 

oh lord

brb gotta wash out this stupid hair dye 

maybe bang my head against the shower wall

Oooh tell me more. I love a dirty shower fantasy. 

oh booo

you’re not even trying anymore 

  Wednesday 5:55 PM

remember the titans is on tv

and it’s really good 

in case you didn’t know 

That movie is 20 years old, of course I know it’s good. 

well clearly I didn’t 

i didn’t have cable growing up 

Oh neither did I, I just stole it from the neighbors. 

that’s pretty bad ass for a kid 

Had to keep my siblings entertained. You know how it is. 

nope i’m an only child

That sounds like a dream. I have two younger siblings and they’re both a pain in the ass. 

if you knew the half of it you’d be begging to trade places with me 

I’m looking forward to hearing all of it. 

  Thursday 11:53 AM

FREEDOM!!!!!!

I AM FREE!!!!

HALLELUJAH!!!!!

I’m assuming school is out?

Y E S

$20 says I can sneak out of here without bridezilla roping me into a stupid arts and crafts project 

I hope so, I’m enjoying talking to you today. 

aren’t you at work??

Nope. Today is my day off. 

and you’re not watching baseball and drinking beer?

It’s not even noon yet. 

time is an illusion

it’s shots o clock somewhere or whatever they say

I’m now learning that the only cultural education you have is the Backstreet Boys. I think our second date will have to be a movie marathon. 

already planning our second date?

ambitious 

I like it

My conversation is fairly limited if I can’t drop a pop culture reference or two during the day. 

I can see your points and i’m willing to sit myself down and watch the classics

okay gotta sneak past bridezilla… wish me luck

Good luck 

  Thursday 4:35 PM

Pork shoulder, corn, and potatoes all on the grill. 

i’m jealous

I can’t cook to save my life 

thank god we’re going out tonight

To celebrate finally breaking free for the summer?

exactly!! steph and izzie decided we needed to go to a club after dinner

i’ve never been to one before 

Overpriced drinks and random guys grinding up on you all night. Not the best experience. 

oh so random guys grind on you when you go out?

Shut up. 

hahahaha 

I’ve never even been to a club before. Not my scene. I just live with women so I know these things. 

well i’ll update you on the happenings

let you know if I have to pay $20 for a drink

who’s grinding on my ass

you know normal everyday things

Woah woah woah. 

what??

are you jealous??

I’m just saying if you’re gonna be shaking your ass, you might as well get random guys to buy you overpriced drinks. 

you’re making some very good points 

Of course I am. By the way, George wants me to tell you that you have a very shakeable ass so you should be taking in free drinks. 

great I have to go die again 

brb gonna drOWN MYSELF IN THE SHOWER 

  Thursday 10:38 PM

good news

i’ve secured three free drinks and a round of shots for all six of us

this ass is making money baby

I’ve created a monster. Who else is there?

steph, izzie, april, maggie, and levi

You brought the whole staff out didn’t you?

yes and I’m quite skilled at getting them drunk

You’re three drinks in and still texting correctly?

I think I danced it all off

need more fireball

And that’s another thing. Who willingly shoots Fireball?

me bitch

Ohh I love it when you call me names. 

mmm i’m sure you do

okay i’m gonna go get more drinks

wish me luck

Good luck, I’m sure your ass will take in more than enough. 

  Thursday 11:57 PM

Incoming Voice Call

“Helloo?”

“Hi, it’s me.”

“I can afford caller ID, I knew it was you.”

“Were you sleeping?”

“No, I was about to head upstairs but I’m not tired.”

“Oh good. I just got home.”

“You sound tired. Did you have fun?”

“It was nice, Steph went home with some guy she met and Izzie went to her boyfriends so I’m home alone.”

“So you decided to call me?”

“I missed your voice, I told you that you have a nice voice.”

“You said that I have a sexy voice.”

“Oh shut up. I wanted to call before I went to sleep.”

“You’ve grown fond of me haven't you?”

“If you’re gonna say it like a weirdo then yes… I have grown fond of you, Snow White.”

“I guess I can say the same about you Bar Princess. Are you yawning over there?”

“Just a little bit, but I like talking to you.”

“It’s midnight, I wouldn’t blame you for falling asleep.”

“I don’t wanna fall asleep, I wanna keep talking to you.”

“How about I tell you the story of the time I was bridesman and I had to go to a bachelorette party?”

“Okay I’m listening…”

  Friday 10:15 AM

I feel like a teenager 

who the hell falls asleep on the phone

i’m in a bad rom com aren't I 

Your snoring is really cute. 

oh christ

well at least I didn’t take body shots off a male stripper

I was really hoping you’d be asleep before I got to that part. 

oh nooo I remember that very clearly 

i’ll be filing that away for blackmail

Rude. I guess I’ll save your snoring in that file too. 

touché, I like the way you play the game

I’m an experienced player. Gotta go scrub in on a fundoplication. 

have fun!!!

  Friday 2:41 PM

I got bored and googled a fundoplication

that’s some crazy stuff, you’re kind of a badass

Easy peasy, all in a day's work. 

nooo that’s amazing stuff!! 

i’m in my classroom scraping gum and glitter off of the desks

Well you’re the reason people become doctors so I'd say you’re pretty important too. 

awww you’re still trying to impress me

it’s a good look on you

I’m trying to be a gentleman. Maybe I’ll bring up your puke shoes just to be an asshole. 

you know what even the mention of that can’t bring down my good mood

do you think I could get in trouble for drinking wine in my classroom?

Well there’s no kids around so… no. But I like the rebellious attitude you have towards the situation. 

if i’m gonna sit in a classroom with no AC and scrape boogers off desks all day then I deserve some damn wine

You’re right and you should say it. 

I DESERVE MY WINE I EARNED IT

oh shit maggie is outside i’m so fired

Hey you got her free shots last night, she should be thankful. 

you know what you’re right

oh shit it’s bridezilla

Run.

whew

forgot we have our final dress fitting tomorrow

i’m not dead yet

Oh good. I kinda don’t want the first time I see you to be your funeral. 

hahaha very funny

gotta go, we have to do this stupid year end meeting

I hate it here

Have fun, and remember don’t stab yourself with a pen!

  Saturday 8:13 AM

WHAT A BEAUTIFUL MORNING

I wanna die 

bridezilla is making us jog

and she took away my donuts

  Saturday 9:53 AM

Jesus Christ. You need new friends. 

honestly she’s not that bad when she’s not stressing over this wedding 

she’s crying because she has a pimple

Oof that’s a tough run. Unfortunately, I have to spend the day out on a boat. 

boohoo I don’t not feel bad for you

unless like… you have some childhood trauma from a boat

Nope. I get to relax and drink beer all day long. 

yeah well then screw you

I have to try my stupid dress on and go to a stupid lunch and I CAN’T EVEN HAVE DONUTS

Aren’t you at home?

yes, steph invited everyone here since we have the space

why?

Check your porch. 

YOU BROUGHT ME DONUTS?! 

you’re my favorite

thank you thank you thank you 

You’re welcome, I’m happy to be of service. 

ohhhh I might just kiss you when we finally meet 

I wouldn’t say no to that. 

okay I gotta go hide in the closet and eat my donuts 

thank you for thinking of me!!

It’s all I ever do. 

  Saturday 2:16 PM

How goes the dress trying on?

it was good!! mine fits and we have a beautiful bride on our hands 

Good. I’m glad your day is getting better. I think I’m getting a sunburn. 

you better not

that shit is dangerous 

go find sunscreen 

Now you’re concerned about me huh?

always

did you put the sunscreen on

Yes because I knew you’d spontaneously implode if I didn’t. 

good 

I didn’t want to you to burst into flames sitting in the sun

As a doctor, I can tell you that most likely would not be what happened.

now we have to sit through a boring ass lunch

it’s what the mother of the groom insists on

Is she paying for it though? …. yes

Well then stop complaining.

okay okay fine

hey quick question

which fork do i stab myself with

Go order a steak and drink an expensive glass of wine.

  Saturday 10:39 PM

Incoming Voice Call

“Well well well, how the tables have turned.” “Bar Priiiiiincessss.” “Oh my god. This is so going in the blackmail file.”

“No don’t do that. If Jo finds out I was singing to another girl she’ll be mad.” “And why don’t you want Jo to be mad at you?” “Because I want to kiss her. And hug her. And see her face.”

“Well do I have a surprise for you.” “Oh I love surprises!”

“Jo and Bar Princess are the same person. I’m Jo.” “Holy crap! NO way!”

“Yes way, isn’t that crazy?”

“Can you tell Jo that she’s the nicest person I’ve ever met.” “I will relay the message. Jo is going to bed now though. Goodnight Alex.” “Good night Bar Princess, I miss you!”

[hockeytrashgoblin]

Just One Date? ~ Part 2

A/N: hi loves! Here’s part 2! not much to say about it. It’s really dialogue heavy compared to the last one. Not nearly as long as the last one but I guess it’s kinda close. lol oops enjoy!

“Hi gorgeous.” the low voice said walking past me quickly. I turned to look up and saw him wink at me as he left the room following my boss. I was doing some editing stuff while Tuch was in the studio doing an interview. Most likely one that I would be editing the next day. I tried my best to focus on my work but it was really distracting knowing that he was just one room away and that in less than an hour I would be leaving with him to go on date number two. It had been about a week since the first one and I was once again nervous. Not that surprising to anyone really. We had been talking pretty much non-stop though since the date which was really nice but I couldn’t help but still feel a little bit nervous to see him like that again. I’d seen him since but it wasn’t as big of a deal as another date was.

Again he decided not to tell me where he was taking me on this date which was annoying but kind of fun too. All he told me was to dress comfy in pants and not too loose clothes with boots. Some weird instructions let me tell you what but I did as I was told and just wore it to work. He didn’t want to wait for me to go home and get changed because it would be ‘burning daylight’ so we were just going to leave from here. I was completely wrapped in my thoughts when my boss and Alex came back into the room breaking me from them.

“Alright (y/n), I’m out of here. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Bye Lindsay have a good one. I’ll make sure to lock everything up before I go.”

“Okay cool. Alex are you ready to go?”

“Actually I’m giving (y/n) a ride home so I’m just going to wait for her if that’s alright?”

“Yeah of course. I’ll see you guys later.” she sounded kind of bitter about it and I scoffed when she left.

“What was that?” he asked laughing.

“My boss has a thing for you.” I said turning to him half laughing too.

“Oh really? Maybe I can get her number.” he said with a playful look in his eye. I rolled mine and spun my chair to face away from him again.

“Rude ass.”

“Beautiful, no. I was just kidding.” he said coming up behind me and hugging around my shoulders. “Your number is the only girl’s number I care to have. Besides my mom and sister of course.”

“Sure, sure Tuchy whatever you say.” I said with a sarcastic smile.

“Hey.” he pulled my chair around to face him again and we were definitely face to face. “That was a bad joke. I shouldn’t have said it and I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay.”

“I mean it gorgeous.” he leaned forward and gave me a chaste kiss. “Are you ready to go yet?”

“Just about. Just let me do this one last thing and then I’ll send it to Lindsay for feedback then we can get out of here.”

“Okay sounds good.”

“But you have to stop distracting me first.” I said kissing him again before spinning my chair back to the desk. I worked pretty quickly and got everything done. Alex slowed down the process by asking me a million questions about what I was doing and how to do it but eventually I finished and sent it to Lindsay for review.

“You’re so smart and talented. It’s so interesting watching you work.” he said as we left the building.

“Alex it’s not that big of a deal.”

“Yes it is.”

“Maybe sometime we could make a video and I could edit it together and teach you a bit of stuff.” I paused for a second thinking about what I had just said before continuing. “Okay I just realized it sounded like I was offering to make a sex tape with you and I just want to clarify that that is not at all what I was trying to suggest.”

“Do you need something for when I’m on the road?” he asked laughing at me.

“Noooo.”

“You could’ve just asked.”

“Noooo.” I said covering my face this time.

“Who knew quiet little (y/n) wanted to star in a sex tape with yours truly.”

“Alex shut up.” I groaned smacking his arm while still trying to hide my blushing face behind one hand.

“Didn’t want to have sex on a boat but wants to make a sex tape. Who knew you were like this? Little bit kinky don’t you think?” he asked with laughter still dancing in his eyes.

“You don’t even know yet.” I exclaimed before my face went even redder, my brain catching up to what I said. I slouched down in the seat of his car to try and disappear while Alex died of laughter. “Fuck off Tuch.”

“Babe, come on. How am I supposed to just leave that alone?” he asked still laughing.

“I’m sorry just please stop.” I begged. He looked at me and his face softened when he saw my face.

“I’m sorry for laughing and making jokes (y/n). I just wasn’t expecting you to say any of that. Didn’t think I’d ever get any kind of information like that, let alone find out that I don’t even know yet how kinky you are. I was just surprised. Forgive me?” he asked taking my hand and kissing the back of it while he continued driving.

“Yeah, yeah I forgive you.” I said rolling my eyes at him. “I don’t know why you’re so surprised though. I’m a grown woman and I know what I like.”

“I think I just forget since you’re just a little baby.”

“Alex I’m literally only 2 years younger than you.”

“Yes. A baby.”

“This baby’s gonna fight you if you’re not careful.”

“Are we gonna film it?” he asked with a smirk winking at me. I groaned loudly.

“You’re the worst.” I yelled out into the car making him laugh.

“You love it.”

“Yeah well if someone could help me find out why that would be greatly appreciated.”

“Gotta get some scans done for sure.”

“See a brain specialist. ‘Dr. why do I subject myself to and enjoy the company of Alex Tuch?’”

“He’d probably say because I’m fantastic company to keep.” he said with a dopey smile.

“This doctor has not been in your company like I have then.”

“Ouch! You wound me.” he said grabbing his chest.

“Someone has to.” I said laughing. “Can’t let that ego get too big.”

“I did always need some help keeping that in check. Good thing I’ve got you to do it now huh?”

“I guess it is.” I said smiling softly at my hands. “Do I get to know what we’re doing today or what?”

“Or what.” he said smirking.

“Come on Alex please?” I begged, giving him my best puppy dog pout.

“Come on don’t give me that shit. (y/n) stop you’re so cute.”

“I will not.”

“Fine you little pain in the ass. I’m taking you horseback riding.”

“Yay! Wait really? We’re going to ride horses?” I asked getting excited and grabbing his arm which made him smile big too.

“Yes we’re going to ride horses. I thought it would be fun and I’ve heard you mention a few times that you like horses so..”

“I only mentioned that like once or twice, how did you remember that?”

“Oh uh it doesn’t matter really. I just remember a lot of things when it comes to you.” he said rubbing his hand on the back of his neck, his cheeks blushing a light shade of pink at the confession. I reached over and gave him a kiss on the cheek which had him blushing more.

“That’s so fucking cute.”

“Yeah well..”

“You’re so fucking cute. Look at that, I’ve got you blushing now.”

“You could stop any time.”

“Nope.”

“Why?”

“Don’t wanna.”

“Brat.” he said with a big grin.

“What are you gonna do about it Tuch?”

“You better watch it or you’ll find out.”

“Pfft no I won’t.”

“You’re not the only one who’s kinkier than originally expected (y/n).” he said in a low voice that had me swallowing whatever snappy remark I had waiting.

“Oh?” 

“You’d probably be just as surprised as I will be.”

“Bold of you to assume we’ll get past this second date to find out.”

“Hey, we had that really good first date and if I remember correctly you’ve been blowing up my phone ever since so I’m pretty confident I’ll get a third one and maybe a fourth.” he said smirking.

“You’re so cocky. And I’d like to point up you blow up my phone just as much if not more than I do. I just have a lot of random things to say and no one to send them to.” I said looking at my hands.

“Hey no, don’t get all quiet on me.”

“I’ll stop if you want?”

“No (y/n) I don’t want you to stop. I was just joking around. I love hearing from you out of nowhere that someone is doing something weird on the bus or that you saw something cool to show me later. I think it’s really sweet that whenever things happen to you and around you, you want to tell someone. And the fact that the someone is me? Amazing. Don’t stop doing it.”

“I’m at a loss for words.” I said quietly.

“Well finally.” he said sarcastically making me hit his arm with a smile.

“You’re the worst.”

“You right. But come on we’re here so I can be the worst on a horse now.”

“Great.” I said jumping out of his truck.

“At least when you say yeehaw it’ll make sense here.” he said coming around to my side and taking my hand.

“Hey, yeehaw is an appropriate thing to say in any situation I’ll have you know.”

“Yeah sure, if you say so.”

“I do say so.”

We walked up to the registration building and signed in. The man working was super nice and very helpful pairing us with the perfect horses. I had a beautiful light brown horse with a black tail and mane. Her name was Sunny and she was gorgeous. She kind of looked like the horse from the movie Spirit. Tuch had a black one that was equally as beautiful. Alex took a couple pictures of me with Sunny before we left on the trail because in his words ‘this is just too cute not to capture’. He wouldn’t show me the pictures though which was annoying but oh well. It was so nice and relaxing to spend time with a horse again. It had been so long since I had ridden a horse but it was still awesome. I guess it was also nice to spend time with Alex too but. Horse.

Alex had a little more difficulty with riding his horse. She was a little more energetic than my horse, for lack of a better word. She just wanted to go fast but the guy who was leading the way held her by a leash so she wouldn’t run away. It was kind of funny.

We went uphill for quite a while through a really nice forest trail. I couldn’t believe the sights that we saw on the trip. Once we got to the top there was a beautiful mountain on the other side of a canyon with a small river running right through the middle of the land. It was like looking at a painting, something someone created in their mind, instead of real life scenery in front of me. We were back at the beginning way too soon for my liking. I pet the horse some more while Alex was signing out and fed her some treats.

“Come on beautiful, we gotta go.”

“Do we have to? I don’t wanna.” I said pouting slightly but still smiling.

“Yes (y/n) we do. We can come back again if you want to, I had fun.” he said grabbing my hand and leading me out.

“Even though you were a shit cowboy?”

“Excuse me? I was not a shit cowboy!” he exclaimed loudly.

“You had to be held on a leash Tuch! I was the better cowboy.”

“I will never admit that in my life.”

“You don’t have to. I know it’s true. The boys will believe me. It’s all good.”

“You’re a pain in my ass, you know that?” he asked when we got to the car. I leaned against the door of the truck and just smiled at him sweetly.

“Yes, yes I do.”

“Don’t you smile all sweet at me. Cute-ass bitch.” he said, making me let out a burst of laughter.

“You.” I said smiling more. He surged forward and connected his lips to mine in a way that left me breathless when he broke away.

“Sorry..” he said, pulling away. “I couldn’t help it.”

“Pfft okay. It’s fine.”

“Get in the car you little pain.” he said smirking giving me another quick kiss.

“Can’t get in the car if you keep kissing me.”

“Smart-ass.” he laughed and went to his side of the car getting in. I got in too and we started the drive back to my place. “Do you want to stop and get some food somewhere before I bring you back home?”

“Yeah sure. Where were you thinking?”

“I don’t know, it’s a cheat day so I thought maybe fast food if you don’t mind that?”

“Alex look at us. We’re full of hay and smell like horse. I don’t think any fancy places will be itching to let us come in. Besides I don’t want you to spend a lot of money on me.” I said getting quiet.

“I don’t mind spending money on you, (y/n).” he said snorting. “I have enough to spare.”

“I know I just..sorry nevermind I don’t know..”

“Hey, no tell me. You do know.”

“I just don’t want you to think that I’m going on dates with you because you’re spending a lot of money on me or something.. I’m not like that and I don’t want it to come across as that or anything.”

“I know that you aren’t like that, gorgeous. Don’t worry about that at all. I just want to have fun with you and maybe spoil you sometimes. You deserve that.”

“Just don’t go too crazy Tuch, I don’t need expensive things or dates.”

“I know I just wanted to.”

“Okay. The next date I’m planning.”

“See I told you I was confident about getting a third date out of you.” he said with a wink.

“Oh fuck off. As if anyone is surprised by this information.” I said rolling my eyes. “Well hopefully after the one I plan you’ll want a fourth.”

“I definitely will.”

“Wow the confidence you have in me is amazing.”

“I like you, why wouldn’t I be confident that I’d want to see you again?”

“I dunno.”

“Give yourself a little credit cutie.” he said putting his hand on my thigh and squeezing in a comforting way. “Is Mcdonald’s okay?”

“Uh yeah that works for me.”

“Okay cool.” he said pulling into the drive thru. “What do you want?”

“Large fry and a small M&M mcflurry.”

“Are you sure that’s all you want?”

“Yes.”

“And not because you’re worried about me spending money?”

“No that’s just all I want.”

“Okay if you’re sure.”

“I am Alex.” He ordered the food and sat it all in my lap as we drove out. “Why do I have everything?”

“I don’t want to drop it.”

“Do you want to come back and eat it at my place?”

“Yeah sure we can do that if you want.”

“I’m asking what you want Tuch.”

“Okay fine then yeah let’s go back to your place.” we drove back in pretty much silence since I was eating my mcflurry. When we got there I unlocked the door and let him lead the way in. He dropped the food on the table and laid across my whole couch making me roll my eyes.

“Just make yourself right at home.”

“I will thanks.” he said, smirking at me. I rolled my eyes again getting my food out of the bag and pushing his legs back so I could sit. “Hey this was my comfy spot.”

“Bite me.” I told him with my mouth full of french fries.

“I will if that’s what you’re into.” he said raising his eyebrows suggestively.

“Calm your hormones Tuchy.”

“They’re calm.” he said wrapping an arm around my waist pulling me closer to him. He reached past me and grabbed his food but kept one hand around me.

“You’d probably have more luck if you just let go of me for a second.” I said as he struggled with the takeout containers.

“I don’t want to though.” he said squeezing my waist. “Just help me?”

“Stop pouting you baby.” I said opening his food for him. “Happy you ween?”

“Um I am not a ween but yes I’m happy.” 

We ate pretty much in silence, just a random episode of spongebob on in the background. Once we were done I went and threw out the garbage before coming back in and sitting back against him.

“Come here.” he said quietly.

“Why?”

“I want to cuddle you duh.” he said rolling his eyes making me blush. 

“Fine.”

“Come here cutie.” he pulled me down to him so we were spooning but he had his head lifted a little bit so we could both still watch cartoons. “There that’s better.”

“Good I’m glad you big baby.” I said pulling his arm across my chest and laced my fingers with his.

[cordonia-continued]

Forever Be My Always.

Book: The Royal Romance, Book 2 chapter 1 - After the Coronation

Pairings: Liam x MC (Riley Taylor)

Warnings: slight swearing, angst

A/N: This is the first Fanfic I’ve ever written, any similarities to anything else out there is unintentional and is purely coincidental. I fell in love with the TRR series late and have only just got into it. I felt that some of the chapters just needed a bit more - so here it is. Hope you like it.

All characters belong to Pixelberry.

Apologies in advance for any typos, grammar or spelling errors.

Chapter 1

‘... I choose Lady Madeleine’ as the words from Liams mouth rang out around the ballroom it was all Riley could do not to be sick. His declaration had knocked the wind out of her, she couldn’t speak, she felt dizzy, so when the palace guards seized her and marched her out of the room she was powerless to resist, her legs were weak and shaking beneath her. ‘DRAKE!’ She eventually screamed, he knew what had happened that night, surely he can help her. Straining against the firm grip of the guards she turned her head to see Drake grappling with two more, trying to get to her. She could see his face was red and his lips were moving, he was shouting at them she could tell but all she could hear was the pounding of her heart reverberating around her head. She protested to the guards who led her to a security office in the palace ‘speak to Drake, please! Why are you not listening to him! I was set up! Liam can’t think that I would do that to him! He told me he was choosing me! Seriously go get Liam, you can’t do this!’

She’s now sitting alone in the departure lounge at Cordonia International Airport. It’s been an hour since her removal from the palace. Her hastily packed bags lay around her feet. Thankfully, after she was unceremoniously extracted from the ballroom by an apologetic Bastien the guards escorting her allowed her to grab her belongings from her room. To save her from further humiliation they also let her change from her lavish ballgown into a pair of skinny jeans and her favourite oversized Yankees hoodie, before bustling her into a waiting unmarked police car and speeding her through the night to the airport. The last hour has been such an adrenaline rush that she’s had no time to stop and give much thought to anything.

Finally Riley gives in and sobs out loud, previously she’s always been so self-conscious when she’s cried but now she just gives in to the enormity of her grief. She sobs into her hands feeling the warm salty tears drip between her fingers. Her sobs echo around the expansive airport lounge, people stare as they pass by, their excited chatter about holidays and travel plans muting as they awkwardly glance in her direction. She knows she must look a state but she’s given up caring what anyone thinks right now, it no longer matters to her. In her head she replays the events of this fateful night, thinking about it over and over again, how could he do that, how could he choose her, he said he loved me, we made love for the first time tonight for fucks sake! The beautiful words Liam spoke to her in the maze are running on a loop, every time she replays it, it becomes more painful than the last, tears stream down her previously perfectly made up face, mascara etching out dark rivers of sorrow on her cheeks. In the last hour she has been unable to see or speak to any of her friends, no one would tell her what’s going on. Bertrand and Maxwell were dragged away in the opposite direction. The guards seized her documents from which travel arrangements were hastily made.

Riley clutches her phone in her hand, willing it to ring or at least buzz with a text. She’s called Drake’s and Hana’s numbers at least ten times already and neither are answering, she knows there’s no point even trying Liams, it’ll no doubt be intercepted. She desperately needs to find out what the hell has happened. Why are they not calling me, surely Drake has told them it was all a big misunderstanding? Do they actually believe I would cheat with Tariq? The humiliation stings her heart and she can feel her cheeks flushing crimson. Thinking about the photos of her in her underwear that the press have printed makes her cringe inside, maybe it’s for the best, she thinks, I don’t know if I can face speaking to anyone right now anyway.

She’s lost in thought as the airport tannoy loudly announces flight PB205 to New York City that she’s scheduled to be on, it startles her back into consciousness. She takes a deep shuddering breath, picks up her hold-all from the floor and stands on still weak and shaking legs ready to go to the gate.

Suddenly a commotion down the corridor catches her attention, the guards that were standing there, watching her from a distance to ensure that she leaves, are grappling with someone.

‘Wait! Riley!’

‘Maxwell!’ She exclaims, her hopes rise at the familiar sound of her friends voice.

Suddenly a deep upperclass accent commands ‘you will keep your hands to yourself, I am the Duke of Ramsford!’

Ahh and Bertrand she thinks, she’s slightly nervous as to what he might say about the scandal and the shame she’s bought on House Beaumont. Oh God how are they going to survive with all this bad publicity adding to their worries. Guilt is now eating away at her alongside the humiliation, the last thing she wanted to do was sully their reputation and cause them more troubles.

She catches a glimpse of them as they bundle through the guards, the image of them both dressed in their formal dress suits jarring against the harsh bright fluorescent strip lights of the airport lounge. They both come running towards her.

‘You came to help me?’ Riley asks Maxwell with hope in her voice.

‘Well, kind of’ Maxwell responds pulling her into a bear hug, his grip tight, she sags into his embrace. A fresh wave of tears takes over her, helpless to keep them at bay she hiccups her words out.

‘What...the...Hell...happened...Maxwell? What have I done...to deserve this? Why...didn’t Liam...stop it? Why does he...believe it? Who would...do this to...me?’

She cries into Maxwells shoulder. He soothes her, patting her gently on her back, ‘Wow, wow Little Blossom, I don’t have any answers -yet, but we believe in you’. He lets her cry on him for a few moments, holding her tightly against him. Eventually he releases his grip and she turns to Bertrand, her voice small and raw with emotion.

’Both of you?’

Bertrand looks at her with one of his customary stern gazes, but his eyes are softer than she’s ever seen them, betraying his outwardly cool exterior. In a clipped tone he asks ‘just tell me the truth, are you having a romantic relationship with Tariq?’

Outrage swarms through Riley’s veins

‘Of course it’s not true!’ She cries out nearly yelling.

‘Then you were set up, of course I believe you I just had to ask’ Bertrand states matter of factly.

‘We’re here to take you back’ Maxwell chirps, with far more cheer than the situation calls for. Ahh Maxwell Riley thinks, ever the optimist, he seems to be handling this way better than she ever imagined he would, his soft yielding personality often borders on childlike, she expected to have to comfort him - not the other way round. It’s not often Riley crumbles under the weight of her emotions, but then again she’s never felt this way about anyone before. Liam has a hold of her heart unlike any before him ever has, he’s the perfect mix of sweet, gentle, passionate and kind- well he was before he slept with her then dumped her for Madeline, she thinks. She knows she can’t go back there, she can’t show her face in the royal court again, not after tonight.

‘Oh Maxwell, I’m not sure I want to go back’ she sighs sadly. ‘I’m sick of the games, of the pomp and circumstance, of the bitching and backstabbing...I’ve made my decision, well it’s been made for me really hasn’t it- I’m going back to New York, and I’m pretty sure those guards aren’t taking no for an answer’ she nods towards the two men dressed in dark green Royal Cordonian Guard uniforms still lurking nearby, watching with a disapproving eye over the three of them.

‘Noooo’ Maxwell squeals ‘please stay, I don’t want you to go! We can solve this together, team Beaumont!’

At the use of the slogan they crafted together throughout the last few weeks she offers him a weak watery smile.

‘We need you - I mean house Beaumont needs you Lady Riley. Don’t worry about the guards, I can sort it with the Crown’ Bertrand offers solemnly, the emotion in his eyes not quite pulling through to his voice.

‘And it’s not much fun if it ends here is it?’ Maxwell is shifting from foot to foot, his nervous energy making it impossible for him to stay still. Riley sadly shakes her head at her loveable puppy like friend, her hands nervously toying with the strap of her carry-on bag.

‘I’m sorry Max, I have to go... it’s about time I went back to my friends and my old life where I can be me again; where I don’t have to compete to prove myself to the man I love...Liam chose Madeleine, it’s over’

Fresh tears threaten at her eyes again and Riley sniffs them back.

The final boarding call for her flight echoes across the polished marble floor of the departure lounge.

‘I can’t compete with her, we both know that, she was born for this life, I wasn’t. I’m tired Maxwell I can’t deal with this shit anymore’

Bertrand clears his throat loudly

‘Heh, sorry Bertrand, I know it’s not lady like to swear, but that’s just it, I’m not a lady - I’m a New Yorker, I don’t belong here, it’s not who I am. I’m sorry I can’t stay and help you guys anymore, I really am. You’ve been so kind to me, you’ve done so much for me, but I have to go, it’s the best thing I can do for Liam right now, he doesn’t need me staying here causing more press speculation for him, testing his people’s faith in their King’s judgement.’

Giving Maxwell one last emotional hug goodbye, Riley makes her way to the desk handing over her passport and boarding card to the stewardess. Each step she takes towards the plane becomes heavier than the last until she eventually walks across the jetway to the plane doors. Taking a deep shuddering breath she enters the cabin not looking back. She’s unsure if her trembling legs will even carry her to her seat. But they do and she sits down heavily into it, grateful to have been allocated one by the window. Tightening the buckle on her seat belt she pulls the hood of her oversized sweatshirt up over her head obscuring her face from the other passengers, and there she stays huddled up against the window, silently sobbing for the entire flight.

[booasaur]

I know there's only the finale left but if they're continuing with Carina and Maya then going forward I wanna see her people on the show too. I watch Greys off and on but I'm caught up and I wannna see her and her brother in a scene on '19. Talking about their issues. I mean Vic's basically a Greys regular because of Jackson. And Ben but that makes sense coz he was actually on there so they can let us have this small thing. Otherwise I'm ready for them to relase Carina tbh she's been through IT

Noooo, I don’t want her released! I love her and don’t want to watch Grey’s. But yeah, of course, ideally we see a lot more of her in and her background in S19, including her brother. Have he and Maya even met? 

And another anon:

I'm staying with S19, but that's because I genuinely like the show and Maya is still my favorite character. She's incredibly flawed and very much hurts the people she cares about, but she's as fascinating as she is frustrating. The Maya/Carina relationship was a bonus for me because I thought the show wanted Maya/Jack. I very much prefer her with Carina but to date the relationship is so one-sided and Carina is almost too perfect. I have a feeling Maya's world is about to rocked though in 3x16.

Exactly! Well. I don’t always love the show, it’s just so much drama. But I did like it on its own and as long as Maya isn’t with Jack, I’ll watch. That is my true dealbreaker, not even Maya/Carina splitting up. I don’t know if Maya is my favorite in terms of personality (that might actually be Travis), but very early on they revealed she was bi so I’ve always kept an eye out and been interested in her character and sympathetic because of that. And until there was an actual ship and I got invested in her not messing up, it was easier to approach the show as something where people messed up constantly and I didn’t hate them for it. 

I don’t really know why they broke up Maya/Jack, tbh, and maybe the other anon is right and that’ll be the eventual endgame, but for now, I’ll happily accept as much Carina as we can get, and as you said, some more balance and depth. I don’t know how much time there’ll be in the finale but I can’t imagine there’ll be room for much except a flat breakup. Surely whatever’ll happen Maya has to expect? And it’s such a packed episode description, if it hadn’t been for Stefania in the cast list, I wouldn’t even have thought she’d be in it. I’ll continue my finale introspection below.

And another anon:

I know it’s hard to even speculate after what happened this week, but how do you think things are going to go down in the s19 finale? And as a part 2, how do you want them to go down since both will probably be different answers haha

Hmm, based on the preview and summary and full cast list, and the fact that it’s a season finale, I expect very little for them. I discussed a whole bunch of extremely varying outcomes with my friend, from “I don’t want Maya to be the one to get hurt and Carina is all worried and forgives her because that skips over all the work Maya has to do” to “I don’t want Maya to get hurt and DIE because Danielle cut her hair so drastically before quarantine even started so does that mean she won’t be on next season” but lol, I don’t think it’ll be either of those. 

I think they’ll mostly be separated into their actual jobs, Maya as captain and Carina off in Grey’s doing whatever. Although I dunno why an OB/GYN is needed when--oh, right, this was one of their full crossover events, so it’s basically two hours of both shows mixed together and we’ll be missing an important chunk of what would have been shown during Grey’s. So it’s not even going to get its proper resolution, unless they truly would not have been in the Grey’s ep. Damn. Well, maybe we can hope Maya’s part was written to be resolved during S19 and Grey’s would have been the medical doctory stuff and not much on the personal drama. I think we’ll probably see something like her reading a text from Carina or trying to write one and then maybe it’ll end with her going to her dad’s or mom’s and we’ll be left to wonder with what motive?

What I WANT is Maya going to therapy, talking things out, making up with her mom, and then of groveling to Carina for half an hour and admitting all the ways Carina’s been right and how very sorry she is and what she’s doing to change and then in a parallel of 3x07, when she was mean about the lasagna, offering Carina an out which Carina doesn’t take.