#thx for sending it in bestie!!! was fun

[maaxverstappen]

Landoscar, bookshop and coffee AU?

from here

eee this was unexpectedly fun. these are my most behated tropes but i actually enjoyed it hahaha.

so this snippet is like the start of this au :) i also added in enemies to lovers

Oscar is nervous, but prepared and excited. His shoulder aches with the weight of a well-filled leather bag, stacks of paper ready for whatever the realtor asks of him. 

It was perfect. The property on the corner of Cornelia Street was exactly what he needed, what he’s been searching for for months for his bookstore. Arched windows, big doors, existing bookshelves and a kitchen section in the break room for peppermint tea. 

He spent all week researching and gathering documents in order to make a good impression today. 

His hands shake a little as he knocks on the locked door, puts his face up to the window to see if the lights are on yet when someone opens the door for him. 

Oscar puts on his biggest smile and sticks out his hand. “Hi! Oscar Piastri, Jen, I’m assuming? We spoke on the phone Wednesday.”

“Ah, yes. Hi, Oscar. Come in please,” Jen replies and steps out of the doorway to let him by. 

The main room is a little stuffy, but it’s exactly like the pictures he’d been staring at since the building was listed. Tall wooden ceilings with exposed beams, good existing light fixtures, and a beautiful herringbone floor. 

“Wow. It’s as wonderful as the pictures,” he grins, eyes darting around to capture it all. 

“It truly is,” Jen says with a smile. “So this is the main room of the property as you can see, and right back here is where the previous tenants had a till.”

It would need a little work, but- God. Oscar is truly enamoured. It feels so right, so perfect for his plans. Just big enough for a beginning bookstore, with the bones to expand into something even bigger and better. 

“Okay, where do I sign?” Oscar asks.

Jen laughs at his eagerness and pulls out a form from her own bag. One of those big ones that Oscar’s sister always asked him to buy her. 

“Well, Oscar, I have this form for you to fill out and then we can get the ball rolling. I do have to say, however, that I have one more person coming over soon for a viewing.”

Just then, the bell above the door chimes.

Oscar’s eyes dart over to the man that just entered his bookstore. He’s wearing a blue hoodie and loose jeans, and the kind of sneakers that Oscar just finds utterly obnoxious. Way too clean and white. The stranger’s hair is tussled in a curly mess above his head. 

“Hiya,” he chirps. Oscar hates him already.

“Hi! I’m Jen, you must be Lando?”

Oscar watches them shake hands and do the awkward introductory dance around each other. He tears his eyes away from the shape of Lando’s nose and forces himself to take a couple of deep breaths. 

In and out. In and out. 

He’s filling out the form when he hears Lando yelp out, “I’ll take it! This will be perfect as the second location for LN Coffee.”

Within an instant, Oscar’s spine snaps up straight and he whips around to where the shrill of noise came from. 

“Excuse me, hi,” Oscar starts, catching both of their attention. “Lando, is it?”

Lando nods.

“Okay, hi Lando. So I was here first and I was just filling out the application for this property so I’m afraid it’s off the market,” Oscar states, arms crossed in front of him and a smile that he knows screams bye on his face.

The air between them grows thick for a moment before the tension bursts with a laugh. Lando’s laugh. A deep, loud boisterous cackle.

“Right, okay then. And who are you?” Lando challenges, amusement on his face.

Oscar keeps it short, better to not feed into whatever this is becoming. “I’m Oscar. I’ll be starting my bookstore here.”

Lando raises an eyebrow at Oscar and turns to Jen. “How much is the rent on this place again, Jen?”

“1400 with first and last month down.”

“Okay, cool. I’ll take it,” Lando says, hand in front of him as if to close the deal with Jen.

Oscar slams the form he’s still holding down, to hell with the crinkles in the paper. 

“Did you not just hear me?” Oscar asks, crossing the short distance to Lando and Jen.

Lando ignores him. “I’m happy to do 1800 a month if needed, Jen,” he smiles. 

Jen’s eyebrows shoot up and she opens her mouth in surprise. She looks over at Oscar pointedly. 

Oscar falters. “I- I can’t do that.”

Jen smiles apologetically at him for just a second before turning her attention back to Lando to congratulate him with the property. 

Oscar just stands there, doesn’t even hear the conversation anymore. His hands shake as he tries to put the pen back into his bag, the bag filled with useless fucking documents and an empty dream. 

“It was nice to meet you, Oscar!” Lando yells out after him as Oscar feels the wind of the door closing behind him. 

and then they keep running into each other and fuck and have nasty sex and start falling in love but denying it and then lando ends up giving him the property :)

[twosomeofcuteness]

DW Season Finale Thoughts! (Spoilers below the cut)

Sorry, Mrs. Flood is dead???? WHAT DO YOU MEAN? She was teased the entire season and now she's just dead? WTF

Kate noooooo I miss you come back

Hey wait a second, where's rose?

Please don't nickname the god of death

What's this weirdo ship. Oh. Thx doc. Aw Mel hugging the tie

"We're on fire" gives me the same vibe as "I'm in danger" and I can't explain why

Great work gang.

Now wait a second cause I thought everyone was supposed to be dead except Ruby (based on the episode description)

goddamn it's 73 yards again

Okay this sutekh stuff is fun and all but can we get to the part where River Song is Ruby's mom and also please can River Song be Ruby's mom and also not dead and please can River come back I miss her

Welp. Everyone's dead ig 'cept these three.

Hey wait if everyone everywhere you landed is dying wouldn't that kill the Vashta Nerada on the library planet? Cause that'd be pretty cool actually

Aw nice the motherfuckers (daleks) are dead. A win.

Hey wait a second, why haven't we seen the daleks this season I kinda miss the mfs

oml doctor stop with the pity party it's gonna be okay

okay actually nvm gimme more of the feral screaming cause that's real as hell

Okay but also where is the fun in everything and everyone being dead? What are you gonna do with the rest of your life now Sutekh???? HUH?? Did you think of that???

Okay okay so Ruby is greater than the doctor that's interesting to know... Maybe cause her mom is River Song child of the TARDIS????? (Guys I really want River to come back, I can't help it)

doc if everyone is dead how are you talking to someone? I am confusion

Oh she dead now.

Ruby answer the time window sweetie

oh damn even the god of death wanna know who Ruby's mom is

NO don't tell her she's human please I need her to be River's kid.

NO MEL SWEETIE BABY NOOOOO

"Love a whistle" is holding hands with "love a tomb" gimme my wife back please

hey guys maybe pay attention cause Mel's not okay rn

no. leave Mel on the tardis please

this is the doctor who show. they can't kill doctor who. not permanently

nope nope, turn that screen around doc don't let me see

yessss send her to keep watch good job

poor mel. Sutekh don't hurt my babyyyy

Mel sweetie you're so strong you can fight him please sweetie

no MELLLLLLLLLLLLL BABYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

don't give him the name Rubes okay you can do it

literally an empty empire sounds so boring like wtf

Doc keep your mouth shut cause baby you ain't helping

RUBY NO

is ruby ruby's mom?

shut up scooby doo

YESSS RUBY

YES TARDIS BABY ILY WELCOME BACK HONEY I'M SO SORRY YOU HAD SUTEKH ON YOU FOR SO LONG WITHOUT CONSENT

MEL BABY WELCOME BACK

OMG ROSE DEAREST YOU'RE OKAY

hey it's that guy who died behind the tardis last episode. he's okay now

alright so mrs flood who tf are you?

yes welcome back the ood!!!!!

welome back random woman and her child glad you're okay

yo is doc gonna kill sutekh???

ah lit death is dead... Can River come back now??????

doctor sweetie it's gonna be okay

oh neat Susan Triad you doing great proud of you. lmaooo not with the tea then

hey wait a damn minute give ruby the credit she deserves for saving the world

NOOOOOOOO WHY ISN'T IT RIVER *SOBBINGS*

I'm sure louise is great but I wish she was River.

Nah that signpost thing was silly

lmao mel just pats his arm and walks away that's hilarious

Doc you idiot you can't take the girl to her mom and then expect her not to go in and see her mom

stop my adopted ass can't take this and neither can the doctor's cause he is not doing well.

imagine if that wasn't her though cause that'd be real funny

awkward for that store employee too

oh thank fuck I thought he was gonna abandon her

NO NO NO WAIT RUBY'S COMING BACK NEXT SEASON RIGHT?!?!?! CAUSE I LOVE HER AND I DON'T WANNA LOSE HER

DOCTOR STOP YOU DON'T LIKE GOODBYES PLEASE DON'T SAY GOODBYE NOT TO YOUR BESTIE

River didn't come back AND he said goodbye to Ruby wtf is this.

Oml mrs flood who even are you leave me alone already.

In conclusion this is how I currently feel:

[vivitalks]

🎶✨when u get this, list 5 songs u like to listen to, publish. then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (positivity is cool)🎶✨

HELLO! here are 5 songs i like to listen to, as per your request. these are songs that i'm liking listening to At The Moment, which is different from Just Generally, but i still highly recommend them:

Danny Phantom by Spencer Jordan - i saw him open for knox last year (this year?? maybe) and had never heard of him before but was immediately obsessed with his vibe. this song is so much fun.

Lie Lie Lie by Joshua Bassett - late to the lie lie lie party but this is just such a fun vindictive bop and i love how joshua bassett riffs on it

Thx 4 Nothin' by Meet Me @ The Altar - been listening to their new album since i'm seeing them open for champs in a few months and wow i am lovingggg it. this is one of my favorites but honestly the whole album rocks

Come On Colors by Sawyer - i!! love!! sawyer!! such a funky fun lil band and this tune is such a bright, aggressively optimistic battle cry for things to get better than they are, and it's awesome and it's delightful and i love it

I CAN'T HELP MYSELF by Kelsea Ballerini - got to listening to this album a couple months back when i was trying to listen to more kelsea, and this song came up enough times on shuffle afterwards that it really stuck. the lady writes a good fuckin bop

thaaaanks bestie honored to be a favorite follower of yours. i can't insert the salute emoji on desktop for whatever reason but imagine it here: xoxo

[littencloud9]

Hello, for the character ask game, can I ask Megumi, Yosano and Cheng Xiaoshi? Thx :D

megumi

Sexuality Headcanon: pan king megumi my beloved. also definitely on the ace spectrum!

Gender Headcanon: cis or he/they nb or transmasc all work with me

A ship: ITAFUSHI!!! MY BELOVED BOYS

A BROTP: him and nobara duh. gege bring them back. they were so precious i could die

A NOTP: uhh. s.ukufushi or g.ojofushi is Not my cup of tea

A random headcanon: hes not good at comforting people so instead he brings his shikigami out for them! and he and tsumiki used to walk his divine dogs together for fun/when shes feeling down :)

General Opinion: MEGUMI!! I LOVE YOU MEGUMI WAUGH. hes the sweetest boy ever and hes so spiky and tough on the outside but on the inside he has so much love to give. also anyone who says hes annoying for wanting to give up on life. i will FIND YOU. hes been through so much. hes had his autonomy stripped and then his powers were used to hurt everyone he loves. the fact that hes even hanging on rn is so impressive i need to give him a big hug MEGUMI GET BEHIND ME!!

-

yosano

Sexuality Headcanon: lesbian or bi or anything works but she definitely Likes Women

Gender Headcanon: transfem yosano. points aggressively. see my vision

A ship: dont have one

A BROTP: her and ranpo!!! the siblings ever i could cry. and her and dazai is very compelling to me. also her and chuuya for the giggles

A NOTP: ok look. i actually liked k.ousano when i first heard about it bc they could be so interesting if you look at [gestures vaguely] their positions in life, their organisations, their morals, very clashing personalities, rs with mori etc etc. but most of the fandom sees them as ‘ooh hot dom lesbians’ or smth similar, and they’re treated as a throwaway ship/just made completely ooc to make it work and im just like. ?? so it kinda ruined the ship for me lol. theyd hate each other and thats what makes it interesting for me. they wouldnt fall in love at first sight

A random headcanon: she has a lower back tattoo! and she also gave herself a belly button piercing bc she was convinced being a medical doctor qualifies her for that, and ranpo is an enabler. but it worked out in the end

General Opinion: YOSANO AKIKO!! I LOVE YOU!! i actually didnt care much for her at all until season 4 and her backstory (dare i say best one in bsd) was shown. then i was like WOAV. and she rose up my ranking so fast. i love that shes KIND and a protector and not afraid to be fierce, and i also love that she cherishes life so much. youd think being able to bring life back so easily means she’d disregard it more but NO! gestures to her fight with kajii. i think she deserves the freaking WORLD shes my everything <33

-

cheng xiaoshi

Sexuality Headcanon: i dont think he’d label himself. just queer :)

Gender Headcanon: also no labels! he goes by he/him but he plays around with gender expression (growing up with qiao ling will do that to you)

A ship: shiguang my beloveds… best ship ever… romantic or qpr or secret third option. they are just meant to be okay

A BROTP: of course him and qiao ling. he calls her qiao ling jie like i could CRY. they are the world to me

A NOTP: i cant see him with anyone other than lu guang lol they are soulmates. so any other ship ig

A random headcanon: his favourite colour is blue :) and other than bball he also really enjoys volleyball. and back in uni, him and xu shanshan are karaoke besties!!! they both have really good singing voices

General Opinion: CHENG XIAOSHI! THE CHARACTER EVER!! god hes just so kind and selfless and despite everything hes been through he has. SO MUCH EMPATHY. and of course that could be because of his powers but i also think that it’s because cxs is HIMSELF. yes he has access to the person’s feelings and memories, but not everyone can really put themselves in other peoples shoes so easily you know? they could feel it, but cxs understands it. id destroy worlds for him haha…

send me characters!

[1d1195]

✨part two✨

Thx! And yeah it’s been extremely rough to say the least lol but she’s getting a bit better, she’s no longer bed ridden which is huge! Thank you for being sweet about it though!

Oh bestie you don’t even know how I was so close to breaking down when I was eating cereal one morning 😭 I’m okay though I’ll figure it now that I’m on break lol

I’ve missed you!!! Like I know you’ve been slow on the updates which is FINE! People for sure enjoy you for more than just your writting! I know I do! And I know with the lottery you wanted to end the year off with but if time doesn’t allow it, that’s okay! It’s been a rough end of year and you’ve made it through so it’s okay to give yourself some grace💕

Now my thought on the first two parts…BESTIEEEE!!!!! ITS ALREADY SOOO GOOD!! You know I love a good backstory and it’s always a fun change when Harry is the one with a tragic backstory lol even though technically the MC has one too since her family dynamic was mentioned! And their little arguing when they first met omg they are soulmates😭 him calling her peach too omggg 😭 he’s so in love especially with that SIX YEARS he gotten to known her lol im loving this slow secret pinning!they are soooo cute!! Im so excited to read more of them!!! I GOBBLED THESE UP!!

Wishing you the absolute best Sam! I hope things will start to feel better soon! Hope you can relax a bit this weekend and sending you so much love! Missed you!!-💜

CEREAL. That'll do it. I had a bit of a moment of myself about a week ago. I had to leave and get hot chocolate to look at Christmas lights to calm down. I'm glad to hear you're on the mend as well. I hope your break is good and you're able to take care of yourself 💕

The part of the story that I'm looking forward to most takes place in the future but I didn't want to spring that on everyone randomly down the line in a few posts. A lot of the next part is going to be like a flashback/part of the six years leading up to Part 4(ish). We'll see what I can do. My hope is to post for xmas (because it's xmas related). I feel like I'm caught up on my work stuff so I MIGHT have time to write!? 😱 Sometimes when I have time to write, my brain stops functioning and I don't have the space to put sentences together. But hopefully it will get easier with less things to worry about.

I'm so happy to have you back! I missed you so much 💕💕💕 can't wait to hear about your shopping and what you have planned for break and xmas :)

xoxo

[girlagony]

dearest digital void ,

can someone else say something real ? i really do listen closely . . . waiting for something more than the ringing of an echo . i am so very patiently paying attention

all i have digitally is this tiny blog , my collections of visual xtc

& in reality occasional public interaction that seems just chill enough to pass as pleasant

i am full of gratitude for my bestie & our life we have built

& i am disgusted by this life torn apart by passion , being a servant & discarded without a care . . . sending me into a contempt for what i felt was my lifes caling

i refuse to settle for what most desire , bland regurgitation of unorginality . give me something electric & protective . i have lived a life of danger without fear for many years , getting stale & bland & old & just ICK tasteless .

i am looking for a sparkz of honesty of spirit & emotional intelligence & curiosity for beauty n wonder & lil bit of magic n madness all around

anywhere i linger i find beauty it is true ! but some times i see myself dead by the traintracks

something worth it , anything worth it , games that are fun , i want to Win

enough complaining i am sooo spunout with this white trash psycho trailerpark shit that is my current affairs . . .

anywayzzz thx 4 alwayz listening when im too exhausted 2 find my actual diary

love alwayz

xoxox

ZoZo

[hidingoutbackstage]

Havw fun for the rvb final bestie I'm sending some Bad Batch "somehow, miraculously, no one we like died!" Vibes your way 💕

Hell yeah glad you enjoyed bad batch, and thx for the vibes bestie.

[prey-4-me]

RB-ing for fun…

Thx for all the hearts and reblogs on my fics ✨🫂

Any ideas for this fic? You could msg me or send me an anon, if you wanna 🤓 — okies bye Yaujta besties 💛

Hiiii ♥️

I’m issuing a ‘challenge’ of sorts to anyone that wants to participate. I really want to continue this story, but I need some help with the plot. What happens next, loves??

Y’all have great ideas so I’d love to hear them for Yeyinde

Any takers? AO3 link if you want to read it there

[armin-supremacy]

Hey so I saw your Bunny MC headcanon thing and really liked it! So I wanted to send a idea if it’s not too much trouble that is.

Here’s the idea, The MC in the game is a little kid and so when the demon brothers go to MC’s house for the first time they meet reader (a.k.a, Y/n) And they grow a humongous crush on Y/n. MC knowing them for year year notices their crush and decides to help the brothers (+ maybe the datables if you want that is) Thank you for reading this! Have a good day / night :) ❤️

sjydjajd I'm so sorry for the wait, thank you for being so patient 🥺❤️ pls note that i did age mc to an adult seeing as i dont feel itd make sense for a kid to be in the Devildom bestie, i hope you dont mind ~

pov : operation wingman

pairings: brothers (separate) x gn!reader

format: headcannon

genre: fluff, maybe a wee lil bit of crack

"I'll get it!"

You made your way to the door, yelling to the unexpected visitors that you were coming. You swung the door open with a smile, greeted by seven surprised faces.

"Can I help you?" Your tone was kind. You titlted your head to the side as you waited for an answer.

"We're friends of mc. This is the right home, correct?"

You nodded, turning your head back to call your sibling. Moving to the side, you gestured them into your home. "Come on in, make yourself comfortable."

He couldn't stop staring. He was absolutely smitten.

v subtle looks

plays it off as if hes admiring the décor of the home

little does he know

mc knows a crush blooming when they see one

"luci, you alright? you look a little thirsty there?" smirky smirk mc

"now that you mention, i would love a glass of water'

facepalm

plan b

mc leaves small hints and openings for lucifer to get close you

mc makes sure your feeling luci tho first

defiantly told asmo

cue cupid duo

its a slow burn love but EVENTUALLY

luci and reader sitting in a tree

k-i-s-s-i-n-g

def sneaks over any chance he can

gets in deep shit but

home boy dont care

mc immediately starts teasing him about his lil crush

"oh shit you serious?"

wingman mode activated

sometimes gets you a lil gift when he comes over

"oh i just thought these flowers would look nice in the living room"

mc made sure he got your favorite flowers

"they got my order wrong and gave me an extra, you want it?"

mc made sure he got your favorite

it doesn't take long for YOU to catch on tho

,,,,,especially since mc cant keep their mouth shut long

denies denies denies

at first

but mc to the rescue

mc told him to let them take care of everything

dear god

it started off easy

they would invite you to play games with them whenever he came to visit

but this one time was different

"oh! i forgot our snacks. i'll be right back!"

sneaky lil mc

levi is freaking out on the inside once mc leaves the room

the two of you were alone. ALONE

you were the one to initiate the talking

and once you managed to get levi talking, it was nice.

itll take time, but it was def on the right track

+1 point for wingman mc

mc will find a reason to give him an opening to spend time with you

satan is def a man who needs to get to know someone before considering moving forward past a friendship

for example

mc will come home late from something on 'accident' when he comes over to hang out

mc will find an excuse to run a quick errand or something

anything to get you two alone for a bit

satan caught on quick to mc's antics

but he's silently thankful

just don't mention it to his brothers.

pls. thx

immediately tells mc about his lil crush

tho mc is a bit hesitant about asmo and their sibling, it doesn't take long for them to warm up to the idea

offers to be wingman after making asmo swear to treat you goody good

and now to the fun stuff

tho asmodeus wears his heart on his sleeve, he still need a bit of encouragement

always includes you in spa times he has with mc when he visits

uses a face mask to take advantage of being close to you

just to see how you react to his touch or gaze

gets your favorite scents mc was kind enough to fill him in on when searching for new products to try with you

mc caught on before Beel did tbh

not saying Beel is slow, more like he kinda shrugged the feeling off until it became a bigger crush

mc shows beel how to make your favorite snack/meal

but plays it off a coincidence

"it was beel's idea, said he's never made it before"

"oh right, it is your favorite! isnt that silly?"

though messes up slightly on one ingriednet

"why don't you show us how to make it right? so we know where we messed up."

mc slips away while you're in cooking mode

beel is such a perfect lil helper actually 10/10 makes you swoon

this man takes the easiest route

surprised mc would be the one to come up with it

mans forgot he can just whip up into dreams

so, after a few visits, it begins

while he makes short appearances in your dreams

out of respect and privacy and not wanting to fuck up his shot

he doesn't stay long and doesn't do anything drastic

for example

he'll just play through a day you've spent with him and mc

though mc isnt present

mc is conveniently there for you to tell these dreams to

and your growing feelings

when you confess in your dreams and he's sure the feeling are reciprocated

he'll come forward a few days later in person

~~~~~~

i wont lie, i had a bit of trouble with this one. but i love the challenge! thank you so much for your patience and requesting! i hope it was to your expations~

[kingdaddydaichi]

Hiiiiiii I send an request by a different account called @honeyxbeexqueen I was logged out of it by mistake and can’t get back in, so I was wondering whenever you write my request (which you honestly can ignore if you want) if you can add this account instead of the other one. thx

Love uuu <333

So the original ask was:

Pfffft! Like I would ignore such a golden nugget of an idea! 💁🏼‍♀️ Quite to the contrary, I owe you a debt of gratitude for it! 🙏🏼I’ve never written Bakugou x babysitter before so I was sooooo excited when I saw your ask! 🤩 Yes, darling, the pleasure is all mine. 😉 I hope you like it. Love u you more, bestie! 💖💞💖

A/N: Got a little carried away with this one. My head was just so flippin' full. 📙 Chapter 2 will be is chock full of nsfw content.

Word Count: 4.1k

Mari: I’m leaving my place now. You ready?

You: Almost! Just finishing my hair. I’ll meet you there, don’t worry!

Mari: are you wearing that dress you showed me the other day?

You: maybe. 😉

Mari: Ugh, girl, that little number should require a license to wear it. I can’t wait to see you in it! 😻

You shook your head and laughed, setting your phone back down on your vanity to put the last pin in your updo. You grabbed your clutch, double-checking to make sure you had everything you needed in it: ID, keys, cash and card, lipstick. With your phone in hand you stood up and took a look at yourself in the full-length cheval mirror, pleased as punch with how well you’d put yourself together for a night out with the girls. You smiled and winked at your reflection before taking a selfie and walking towards your front door.

You were putting your strappy black heels on when another text notification dinged. You laughed and reached beside you to pick it up, saying “Oh my god, Mari, I’m c-“. You trailed off when you saw who it was.

Bakugou: Just got called in. How soon can you be here?

You: On my way. Be there in 5.

You began to take your heels back off when a wicked thought crossed your mind and you decided to leave them on.

Under any other circumstances you would've been disappointed to have to miss girls' night out, but your afterhours boss was sex on legs, so it didn’t hurt your feelings one bit to have to go to his place at the last minute. You grabbed your clutch and walked out the door towards the elevator. While you waited for the doors to open you sent a text to your friend in wait.

You: Dynamight got called in. I’m heading to his place. I’m so sorry. Maybe he’ll be back soon and I can meet up with y’all later. 🥺

Mari: Shit, are you kidding me? Ugh, he’s lucky he’s so damn hot. 😏 Wait! aRE YOU STILL WEARING THE DRESS??? 😳🤭

The elevator dinged and the doors slid open. You stepped inside and replied, giggling.

You: I didn’t have time to change! Besides, I think it’ll be fun to toy with him a little. 😈

Mari: You slut! Ohhh I wish I could be a fly on the wall when he sees you!

The elevator stopped on his floor and you stepped out, gracefully making your way down the long corridor towards his apartment, your smooth, sexy legs flexing with every step.

You’d been his son's nighttime babysitter for a few months now. You needed some extra income to help pay off your student debt as a massage therapist. This was the perfect solution – The Sexiest Man Alive™ paying you cash money to spend time with his son, The Most Adorable Child In The World™. One of Bakugou’s criteria for the job had been that the candidate must live close enough to him to be able to get there in less than 10 minutes. You living in the same building gave you a huge advantage over the other applicants since you could be there in less than five.

You stopped in front of his door and took a deep breath, somewhat nervous about him seeing you dressed like this. You hoped he wouldn’t be upset considering you were there to babysit his 3-year-old son. Maybe your attire was inappropriate. Too late to worry about that now. You shrugged and knocked on the door. His voice called out from inside, “Door’s open, come in!”

You slowly walked inside to see Katsuki with his back turned to you, leaning over with one foot propped on a stool in the genkan, tightening the straps on his boots. You admired the way his summertime hero costume detailed every dip and striation of his back and shoulder muscles as he tugged on the straps.

“Hey, I made it!”

He looked over his shoulder at you and did a disorienting double-take, nearly losing his balance in the process. You brought your fingers to your lips, pressing them together to stifle a giggle. Oh, this is going to be delightfully fun.

You looked down at yourself and said, “Sorry about this, I was just about to go meet up with some friends when you texted. If this is inappropriate, I can go home and change real quick".

He trained his eyes back onto his boot straps. “Not enough time. I get it, it’s Friday night. It’s not a big deal, but if you feel like it you can grab one of my shirts from my closet”.

“Okay, yeah. Thanks. I think I’ll take you up on that”.

He stood, his eyes traveling every peak and valley of your form in that scandalous dress. It was black in its entirety, save some subtle silver trim along the tiny straps and top and bottom hems. It framed your breasts beautifully, dipping slightly between them, hugging every delectable curve of your body before ending snugly around the middle of your luscious thighs.

“Miss (y/n)!!!”

“There he is! My bestest 3 year old friend in the whole wide world!”

Kazan ran to you, oblivious to your appearance, throwing his arms around you. You scooped him up and bounced him on your hip. “Guess what, Miss (y/n)?”

“Oh my gosh, what?”

“I’m compwetwey potty twained now!”

Your eyes went wide and you opened your mouth in surprise. “You are?! Oh, Kaz, that’s amazing! I’m so proud of you! High five!”

He slapped his hand up to yours, giggling and beaming with pride.

“Haven't had any accidents yet, but still wearing pull-ups overnight, just in case. He’s already had dinner and a bath. We'd just started his favorite movie when I got the call and I promised him you’d watch it with him. Help yourself to anything in the kitchen if you get hungry. Hopefully this won’t take all night”.

“Got it, now go. The citizens of this city are counting on you to keep them safe, Dynamight!”

“Go Daddy! High five!”

Bakugou glanced at you with a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth before high-fiving his son. “C'mere, buddy. Give me a hug before I go”.

Kazan reached for his father, who easily lifted him from your arms. He put a tiny hand on either side of his dad’s face and kissed him, the sheer cuteness causing your heart to nearly leap out of your chest. Then he wrapped his arms around Katsuki's neck and laid his head down on his shoulder. “I luh you, Daddy”.

Bakugou closed his eyes and pressed his lips to his son’s hair and whispered, “I love you, too, son. More than you’ll ever know. Be good for Miss (y/n), 'kay?”

“Yes, sir”.

Katsuki looked over at you, nodding for you to take his little boy. This part was never easy, but you gave the pro hero a pained smile and said, “Alright, Kaz, come on”. He lifted his head and looked at you, a small smile spreading across his adorable baby face. He reached for you, twisting his body as Katsuki loosened his hold on him. “S’okay, Katsuki, you better get going”. You looked at Kaz and continued, “I’ll take extra special wonderful care of mini-Bakugou here”.

“Thanks”. A single corner of his mouth turned upwards in a small smile. "I know you will".

With Kazan on your hip, you followed the tall blond to his floor-to-ceiling glass balcony doors as he slid them open and stepped out. You kept Kaz just this side of the open sliding glass door and Bakugou turned back to look at you. “Lock it and draw the shades once I’m gone”, he reminded you. You gave him a quick nod, reassuring him that you and his son would not be on full display in his high-rise apartment while he couldn't be there to protect you.

What began as small sparks in his palms quickly gave rise to blasts strong enough to launch himself outward in the direction of the city’s east side where other heroes were gathering to bring down whatever asshole had decided to ruin his quiet evening in.

As he propelled himself, his mind was taken off of that when he remembered you standing in front of his apartment door. Wearing that dress that looked so good on you that it, in his estimation, needed to be taken off. He shook his head, trying to will the image of you out of his mind lest he get an unfortunately timed erection. He needed to focus on the upcoming battle, but he could’ve sworn you gave him a certain look. He could see it in your smile, that nearly imperceptible look in your eye that made him lift an eyebrow. She was doing that shit on purpose.

But what really did him in was the way the black material of your dress lowkey made him jealous the way it pushed itself against your ass when you bent over to take off your shoes.

During the course of the past few months, he’d watched you come and go in relaxed t-shirts and shorts, tight t-shirts and yoga pants, messy buns and flowing hair, and various combinations of all the above. But he'd never seen you wear as much makeup as you had on tonight. Sometimes he’d see you with your glasses on when he’d come home to find you reading on his sofa. As beautiful and glamorous as you looked this evening, those were the times you looked the sexiest, he’d always thought.

But the sight of you in that dress would be forever burned into his spank bank and he couldn’t wait to make this villain his bitch so he could get back home and cash in on his fantasy fodder with his right hand and make a deposit into his left.

You looked over at Kazan, who had his finger in his mouth, looking at the door through which his father had just left. "Hey", you whispered. He looked at you with the same sharp crimson eyes as his father, albeit much sweeter and softer. "Daddy's gonna be back before you know it. He's one tough son of a gun and I know he's going to do everything in his power to come back home. And he's got a looooooot of power!", you said, tickling his tiny belly. Kazan hissed out a laugh. "So, whaddya say? Popcorn and a movie?"

He grinned and nodded emphatically, still chewing on his finger.

You set him down on his feet and he padded through the living room and crawled up on the sofa while you fetched the popcorn from the pantry and put it in the microwave. "Miss (y/n), look!"

He held up a large children's book and said, "I'm leawning how to wead. Can I show you?"

"Of course, Kaz! I'd love for you to read to me".

You picked him up and sat him down on the countertop with his book. He flipped it open to the first page and started reading it. You couldn't believe it. You peeked over the edge of the book and the boy was reading the words on the page. "Wow, Kaaaaaz! That is incredible! Looks like you're a little smarty pants just like your Daddy!"

He smiled, "My Daddy is the smartest daddy in the whole world!"

"He is very, very intelligent!", you nodded in agreement.

His tiny little brow furrowed. "What does intewiwigent mean, Miss (y/n)?"

You chuckled at him. "It's a really big word that means smart". The microwave beeped and you helped Kaz back down to the floor. "Alright, we've gotta wait on the popcorn to cool off for a minute. Let's both go potty before we start the movie, okay?"

He nodded and started to run towards the hall bathroom. "No running, Kaz!"

He slowed down and walked the rest of the way, still chewing on his finger.

You went into Bakugou's room, his scent hitting your nose like a pheromone-laced aphrodisiac. Gods, I want to bury myself in his bed and die a happy woman. You rummaged through the t-shirts in his closet, most of them black, and pulled one over your head, so long on you due to your height difference that it covered your dress. You walked over to the bathroom mirror and pulled the pins out of your hair, letting it fall over your shoulders in big, loose curls. You sighed with relief, already starting to feel more comfortable.

You re-joined Kaz in the living room, whose sharp crimson eyes lit up at you. "Miss (y/n), youw haiw is so pwetty! And you'we weawing Daddy's shirt!"

"Oh, thank you, my love! I feel a lot more comfortable and ready to cuddle with the cutest boy ever", you said with a wink. You grabbed a big bowl of popcorn for the two of you to share and curled up on the couch with the boy. He wasted no time snuggling right up to you while you pulled the blanket over both pairs of legs.

"You smell like Daddy, Miss (y/n)". He reached out and stroked your hair with his little hand and said, "It's so soft". Kazan, you suspected, would grow up to be a lady-killer just like his dad.

You ran your fingers through his spiky blond hair and said, "Ooh, yours is soft too, love".

"Daddy's haiw is soft too!", he said smiling before shoving a handful of popcorn into his mouth.

One thing was for sure - Kazan absolutely worshipped the ground his father walked on. He was his hero, in every single sense of the word. And every time you saw Katsuki look at his son, it was easy to see that he would lay his life down for his child with about as much thought as he puts into beating his own heart to stay alive. Truth be told, you'd grown to care for the boy as if he were your own and would gladly do the same. Katsuki could see that and tacitly trusted you with his little boy.

You woke up leaning back against the sofa right as the end credits were rolling. The little ball of heat curled up beside you was fast asleep with his little lips slightly parted. You shifted slowly so that you could pull him into your arms without waking him. You inched your way to the edge of the sofa and stood up to carry him back to his room. After laying him down in his twin bed you tucked him in and whispered, "Sweet dreams, handsome prince".

You looked at the little clock on top of his dresser. 10pm. After dragging yourself back into the living room, you plopped back down onto the couch and shot your roommate a quick text to let her know you wouldn't be returning home for a while. You turned off the table lamp and the tv, sinking down into the plush couch. You pulled the blanket up to your chin and within minutes you were out cold again.

It was around 1am when Bakugou let himself in quietly. He'd come straight home, too tired to even shower at the agency first. Once his boots were off, he stepped up from the genkan, scanning his home to find you sound asleep on the couch. You looked too peaceful to wake up so he opted to leave you be, heading to Kazan's bedroom to check on him and kiss his forehead.

From there, his journey on the way to his bathroom led him through the living room again. That's when he noticed the blanket had slid off your side. He reached down to cover you back up, the corner of his mouth lifting into a small smile at the sight of you in his shirt when his eyes caught a scrap of black lace. The bottom of that taunting dress had hiked up, your butt cheeks playing peekaboo with the sheer material barely covering your distinct pussy lips. He nearly groaned out loud. Fuck me. He quickly covered you up and headed straight back to his bathroom where he fought to get the outline of your plump cunt lips out of his mind.

He hadn't meant to look - it was just there when his eyes trailed down. Jesus Christ, it's been too damn long. He tried to stop imagining moving that lace to one side and tasting you.

By the time he finished his shower, he'd calmed down. He put on an old t-shirt and a pair of sweats and headed back towards the kitchen to get some water to take to bed. When he got to the bottom of the stairs, he saw you standing up, folding the blanket. "It's late".

He'd spoken softly, but he startled you and you squeaked, "Shit!" You took a deep breath with your hand over your heart and let out an equally deep sigh. "Thank gods it's you. Scared the shit out of me, Katsuki".

He chuckled and said, "And here I was tryin not to scare you". He walked over and took the blanket from you, tossing it onto the couch. "Stay". You blinked at him. "It's too late and you're obviously tired. You're welcome to sleep on the couch. I'll wake you up in the morning...unless Kaz beats me to it".

You nodded. "Okay, thanks".

"You want a pair of my boxers or something to sleep in? I can't imagine that dress is the most comfortable sleepwear".

"Oh no, this is fine. I've already troubled you enough".

He rolled his eyes and walked over towards the kitchen. "Tch, you're no trouble. It's the least I can do for all you do for Kaz".

You trailed behind him. "Stop it, Katsu, that's what you pay me to do".

He grunted. "Yeah, but you mean a lot to him, and I know he means a lot to you. And there's no amount of money that can pay for that". He grabbed 2 bottles of water from the fridge and closed the door, handing one to you.

"Thanks". He rolled his right shoulder and winced, rubbing it with his left hand. "You okay?"

"Fine. Just some muscle strain is all. The recoil from my explosions tonight didn't fuckin help".

"You want me to see what I can do?"

A small crease appeared between his eyebrows as he looked over at you, confused for a moment until he remembered. "Ah, right. Masseuse". - "Massage therapist" - "Right". He weighed his options and wondered if it would be crossing a line, but you were professionally trained and had offered after all. "Sure".

You patted one of the dining room chairs and said, "Come sit here and face the back".

He sat backwards in the chair and pulled his shirt off, exposing his naked torso to you for the first time. Oh fuck me, he is so fucking sexy! "Just rest your head against the back of it and relax your arms". You rubbed your hands together to help warm them up before placing one on each shoulder.

He flinched, "Fuck, that's cold".

You jerked your hands away, "I'm so sorry...hang on, I'll run them under warm water for a minute".

He rolled his eyes and looked over his shoulder at you. "Tch, just come around here".

You rounded the chair and he held out his hands, motioning for you to do the same. You put your hands out and he folded his over them, the heat immediately soaking through your skin right down to your core, and you moaned breathlessly. He arched an eyebrow at you with a smirk on his face, making you blush and look away. "Sorry, couldn't help it. It feels really nice".

He held your hands like that for another minute or so before releasing them. "Now try".

You moved back around behind him as he rested his head against the back of the chair again. You lowered your hands to his shoulders and he took a deep breath, relaxing a bit more. You eased your hands over the sculpted surface of his skin, so warm and smooth save for a few scars here and there. "Your right shoulder blade is a lot warmer than the rest of your upper back".

You could feel the vibration of his voice against your hands when he mumbled, "'S where most of the pain is".

You hummed in acknowledgement. Starting with your thumbs on either side of his spine you applied some pressure and pushed outward towards his sides, a knot next to his shoulder blade popping under your right thumb, the motion throughout which he groaned. Bringing them back to center, you placed your thumbs a bit higher than before and repeated the same technique, slow and deep. Again, plucking the same band of muscle like a tightly wound guitar string. You repeated this all the way up to the back of his neck and across the tops of his shoulders before kneading his deltoids, drawing another rumbling groan from Pro Hero Dynamight. Amused, you asked, "Feel good?"

"Oh my fucking god", he grumbled. "I think I need to hire you as my personal masseuse too". - "Massage therapist", you corrected, but he was oblivious. Determined to loosen that long, tight band of knotted muscle that ran the length of his shoulder, you lined the pads of your thumbs up along the inside edge of his shoulder blade and pushed down and across at the same time. "Ahh fuck!"

Stopping to check in, you said, "You good?"

"You fuckin kiddin me? Never felt fuckin better, fuck. God, don't stop, (y/n)". The use of your name in that statement filled your mind with other situations in which those words might apply. You repeated the same technique around the entire edge of his scapula, the muscle having given way considerably by the time you were done a few minutes later. The man leaning against the back of the chair had been reduced to a mumbling puddle.

"That should help a little".

"A little?" He raised up and looked at you, punch drunk on a healthy dose of feel-good hormones. "Woman, that was better than most of the sex I've had".

You chuckled. "You must've had a lot of shitty sex".

His laughter ripped through the dining room walls. "...Ohh shit, I think I'll just stay here and sleep". He slumped forward against the chair and you placed a hand on his back.

"If you do that, you'll wake up in more pain than before. You need to drink plenty of water to flush out all the lactic acid that's been released from your muscles". You held out the water he'd taken out of the fridge earlier. He turned around so he could lean back against the chair, raising a wobbly arm to take the bottle of water from you. You couldn't help but stare at his perfect 8-pack, framed by a beautifully sculpted pair of obliques.

"Like what you see?"

Oh shit, damnit. You laughed nervously. "S-sorry. It's not every day that I see such well-defined...never mind". You shook your head and covered your reddening face.

He huffed. "S'okay, there's nothin to be ashamed of. I'm flattered".

You peeked through your fingers, "You are?"

He smirked. "How 'bout this?" He leaned forward in the chair. "You looked downright devastating tonight. Even now with your hair down and my shirt hiding your curves, you look ravishing. There, now we're even".

"I do?"

"C'mere". You walked towards him and he gently lowered your hands away from your face. "Don't hide from me. Let me see ya". You couldn't believe what was happening, but you were not about to stop him. "At the risk of bein' forward, and you can slap me and storm out of here if you want, but I have ta ask. Can I see ya in that dress again without my shirt on?"

You looked down, pinching the soft material between your thumb and finger. You pulled your arms into the sleeves and removed it, leaning your head back to run your fingers through your hair. Bakugou took his shirt from your hand and laid it over one of his thighs. "Fuck". He dragged his bottom lip through his teeth and shook his head, his eyes devouring every inch of your enticing body. "Stunning".

Feeling bold, you took three steps towards him, stopping between his legs and said, "You wanna touch me, don't you?"

"I’d be lyin if I said I don’t".

You reached down and picked up one of his hands, brushing your lips and raking your teeth against the skin of his knuckles. Hazarding a look directly into his fiery gaze you whispered, "Then touch me, Katsuki".

Chapter 2 →

[ramblingthoughtsofayoungadult]

Nev, Max, Help!-Nate Jacobs Oneshot

Requested: Yes

Warnings: aggressiveness and rudeness from Nate and a brief panic attack scene

A/N: The reader is gender neutral since the requester did not specify what they wanted and I did not want to disrespect the storyline from the show. Also, it’s a long one. 

  For once, Amy Winehouse’s low, melancholy voice did nothing to soothe my nerves as I typed what I was looking for in the designated box. “Love is a Losing Game” was definitely not the best song for the mood but I loved her voice so much; it was like a really messed up security blanket for me. My thumbs shook as I kept typing and quickly deleting my words. 

  Someone to have fun with.

  No, that’ll bring every single creep to my profile.

  Someone to watch Netflix with.

  Ew, no, they won’t want to go anywhere or do anything. 

  Someone to discuss Maya Angelou with...

  This could go one of two ways: attract a sensitive, nice person or the ultimate softboi who was really just an f-boy in a sensible cardigan.

    Okay, Y/N, just add to it.

   ...and have adventures, great conversations, and watch the best movies.

   That seemed broad enough and, potentially, weeded out all the weirdos. Patti Stanger would approve of this. I took such a deep breath that I could feel the oxygen in my feet as I pressed the green check mark. An adorable buffering sign appeared before being quickly replaced by a CONGRATULATIONS, Y/N/N, ON COMPLETING YOUR PROFILE. 

   The air came out of me slowly, like a balloon, and I tried to make myself relax as I swiped through different matches. One person was too short, the other too tall, another had way too many pictures with reptiles in his profile, and one’s bio simply read: DM and you’ll find out. 

  Serial killer much?

  “That’s part of your problem, Y/N,” Jules had chastised me a few day prior.

 “What do you mean by ‘part’?” I’d replied.

 “Well, for one, you barely leave the house anymore unless I drag you out,” Jules argued.

  “I’m busy,” I’d defended. 

  “Rewatching Breaking Bad for the eighth time does not count as being busy. Plus, you’re so picky.”

  “Am not!” 

  “You said you’d only do DiCaprio in his Great Gatsby days,” Rue had added.

  “Did you see him in that suit?” 

  Jules then shrugged. “All I’m saying is if you aren’t careful, you will end up all alone.”

  “That’s not true, Y/N might get cats.” 

  That conversation had haunted me since and had driven me to making a dating profile after the required Saturday night family dinner. While my parents and brother were downstairs watching a movie, I was holed up in my room, cringing and regretting accepting any chat requests. 

   Half an hour on the app caused the images of various male genitalia to be burned into my mind. I would need my brain soaked in holy water for it to be erased. I huffed and kept scrolling, vainly hoping and wishing for a decent guy to pop up on my radar.

  Maybe Jules and Rue were wrong. Maybe I had all the right in the world to be picky, I thought harshly to myself. 

  I dropped my phone on my nightstand and flopped against my pillows as Me and Mr. Jones began playing. I sighed and felt myself being lulled into the comforting abyss Amy created. 

   Ding!

   I jumped out and glared at the source of the noise. Another chat request, another picture to ruin my young brain? 

  “Be positive, Y/N, this might be good,” I stated as I grabbed the phone. 

  Tyler wants to chat!

   I frowned and opened up the app, only to be met with the most sculpted six-pack I had ever seen. My heart began banging against my chest and my thumbs fumbled for a moment to answer the chat request. 

  Whoosh. 

  My stomach dropped as I stared at my first chat to Tyler: Shg.ismtle

  I’m. Going. To. Die. Alone.

  I quickly typed: Please ignore that, I’m so sorry!

  Seconds later, my phone dinged.

  Tyler: Really? I thought you were trying to send me a secret code and I liked that we were that cool already.

  This was not real, this could not be happening. Tyler had to be a bot, that was why he didn’t show his face in his profile. Bots were supposed to have a hard time recognizing and creating faces, right? 

   But, on the off chance Tyler was real, it would have been rude to leave the conversation so abruptly? 

   Y/N: Who knows? Maybe it was a secret code and I’m just testing you.

   Tyler: Ok, let me guess what it means.

   Tyler: Hi? 

   Y/N: Haha, you really thought I’d use such a simple code as a first message?

   Tyler: It’s my bad for underestimating u. I should have known u were smarter since you read Maya Angelou.

  Y/N: U a fan? 

  Tyler: “You can’t use up creativity. The more you use, the more you have.” 

  He knows Angelou? He could have Googled a quote though. Still, it’s a good quote to use if he had Googled it.

   Y/N: Nice, but, doesn’t get u out of the guessing game.

   As Tyler helplessly guessed wrong for several minutes, I couldn’t stop myself from smiling. I used to think online dating was a last resort or a breeding ground for predators. But, maybe there were decent people looking for something (or someone) meaningful after all. 

  Tyler: I give up, you’re really good. 

  Y/N: Thx. But, I can tell you what I meant to say. 

  Tyler: The suspense is srsly kiilling me. 

  Y/N: I meant 2 say hey.

  Tyler: I guessed that!

   Y/N: No, u guessed ‘hi’, there’s a difference.

  Tyler: C’mon, barely.

   For the rest of the night, Tyler and I chatted. He told me that he plays baseball at a school across town and he doesn’t like anyone around there. He liked John Mulaney stand-up, lemon bars, going to the gym, hanging out with his friends, and reading good books. He was an only child and his parents tended to spoil him. I told him about my friends and how I liked being on the swim team at my school as well as the different YouTubers and books I enjoyed. When I finally fell asleep, I dreamed of talking to him. 

   On Monday, Jules and Rue were hanging out outside the school as other people either headed to class or relaxed on the lawn. I could not stop my feet from bouncing as I walked up to them.

   “...and that is why Sailor Mercury is the most underrated character of the whole show,” Jules affrimed. 

   Rue seemed halfway interested as her head nodded slowly underneath the hood of her burgundy hoodie. “Cool, all I asked was who’s your favorite but, cool.” 

   Jules rolled her eyes playfully and straightened up when she saw me. “Hey, Y/N, nice shirt.” 

  “Thanks.” I wore a sky blue tie dye shirt with ripped jeans and white Converse.

  Rue leaned forward and squinted at me. “You’re not wearing black, something’s wrong.” 

  “Nothing’s wrong, she’s obviously been influenced by me!” Jules teased as she wrapped a slim arm around my shoulders.

  “Yeah, you can only hang out with this literal rainbow human so long before she starts influencing your outfit choices.”

  We started heading inside, which was really just Jules and me dragging Rue into the building.

   “But I don’t wanna be here. It’s so stupid that I have to wait six more months before I can legally decide where I spend my time,” Rue muttered.

  “It’s fine, you have us!” Jules insisted.

   “Yup!” I agreed.

  “Hey, Y/N, Rue, Jules!” Cassie greeted as she sidled up next to me. 

  We all greeted her.

  “Have a good weekend?” Rue asked. 

  “Yeah, there was this great party that Nick Davis threw. I swear, everyone there was on acid.” Cassie stopped herself and bit her bottom lip. “Sorry---” 

   Rue shook her head. “It’s fine.”

  “How were yours?” Cassie asked as we continued to our lockers. 

  “Fine,” Jules said.

  Rue shrugged in response.

  I opened my mouth to reply when my phone beeped and I wrestled it out of my pocket. 

  Tyler: Is it 2 late 4 a good morning text? 

  I smiled. 

  “You’re so cheesy,” I muttered under my breath. 

  “Who’s that?” Cassie asked, peeking over my shoulder.

   I jumped and cradled my phone to my chest like it was my child. “No one.” 

   Jules pulled open her locker and cocked a bleached eyebrow. “‘No one’ does not cause huge smiles like that!” She jabbed a sparkly-manicured finger at me. 

  “Yeah, show us,” Rue said. “We are your friends.” 

  “It’s nothing,” I insisted as I weaved around them. 

  I pushed myself against my locker and managed to open it with my free hand. Rue was on one side of me and Cassie was on the other. 

  “Is it a boy?” Cassie sang.

  “Or a girl?” Rue questioned.

  “It’s none of your business,” I gritted out as I grabbed my necessary books. 

  As I shuffled the books in my arms, Jules came from behind and slipped my phone away from me. I gasped, whirled around, and watched as Rue tried to look at the phone while Cassie playfully blocked me.

  “Guys, this is not cool! This is such a serious invasion of privacy,” I argued as I tried to move around Cassie.

  “We’re besties, there’s no such thing as privacy!” Jules retorted. 

  “Wow, Y/N, these are so----” Jules cut Rue off.

  “Adorable!” Jules squealed and turned to face me.

  Cassie took the opportunity to glance at my phone and she smiled. “Aw, this Tyler guy sounds so sweet.” 

  I snatched my phone from Jules. “Well, now you know. Can we please go to class now?” 

  As the other girls grabbed their things from their lockers, I got out my phone to reply to Tyler.

  Y/N: It’s never too late...until noon technically.

   Somehow, I started wandering away from the girls until I ran into someone. I tried to jump away, but they grabbed me by the forearms.

  “I am so sorry, I should have looked where I was going---” I stopped speaking when I recognized Nate’s direct gaze on me. I was pretty tall but I always felt like he could throw me into the lockers if he wanted to.

  “Watch it, Y/N,” he muttered. 

  “Nate, let go of them,” Maddy chided, her hand resting against one of his arms. 

  She seemed to have the magic touch because he relaxed and I joined my friends. As the couple continued down the hallway, I couldn’t help but admire them. In a very messed up way, they worked. Kat had told me only a little about what Nate would do whenever Maddy upset him and I felt so bad for her, angry at him, and then conflicted. Nate just had to have that stereotypical amazing all-American look.

  “You okay, Y/N?” Cassie asked.

  “Yeah, is it weird that I can still feel his eyes on me even when he’s not looking?” I asked. 

  “No, his need for dominance permeates everyone’s sense of autonomy,” Rue assured.

  “Nice,” Jules said. 

  “And scary accurate,” Cassie added. 

  Jule looped her arm with mine and steered us in the direction of our first classes. “Anyway, if he tries anything, I’m sure Tyler would gladly kick his butt for you.” 

   Throughout the day, Tyler and I chatted and I even had to get creative with responding. In English, I kept my head down during quiet reading time and made sure my phone was positioned just right in my lap. During geometry, I told Mrs. Packer that I was having some digestive issues and spent most of the class outside the bathroom, texting Tyler. At lunch, I could barely focus on my friends’ conversation.

   “Hello, Earth to Y/N?” Lexi waved her hand in front of my face and I blinked.

   “Sorry, I was----”

   “Texting her boooyfriiiend,” Jules sang.

   “He’s not my boyfriend, we’re just talking.” I started poking at my sandwich. “What did I miss?” 

  “Oh, nothing, just the fact that I nearly blew up the school during chem,” Cassie said. 

  “Magnesium chloride isn’t an explosive,” Lexi argued. 

  “Well, the tube overflowed and everyone was freaking out,” Cassie argued.

  “Yeah, because magnesium chloride can have bad side effects,” Lexi continued.

   “I wonder what would happen if the school exploded and we weren’t all here? Would they have to give us our diplomas?” I thought outloud.

  “Ooh, and I could go to fashion school early!” Jules cheered. 

  “I’d be happy not coming here anymore,” Rue admitted. 

  It was quiet for a moment as we all ate but that quiet was broken when Maddy yelled.

  “WHO ARE YOU TEXTING?”

  I couldn’t help myself but look. Maddy was standing behind Nate, who was sitting with his teammates at the center table. Bebe and Kat flanked Maddy a little behind. Everyone stared at them. Nate’s jaw tightened. 

  “Maddy, calm down,” his relaxed, controlled voice nearly echoed in the silent cafeteria. 

  “DON’T TELL ME TO CALM DOWN! YOU’VE BEEN ON YOUR PHONE ALL DAY!” she snapped. 

  “Maddy---” 

  “ARE YOU TEXTING OTHER GIRLS?” Maddy shouted.

  “Can we talk about this somewhere else?” Nate asked. 

  Maddy sighed. “Are you gonna let me see your phone?”

  “Maddy, we need to talk.” 

  “Don’t talk to me again.” 

  Before Nate could respond, Maddy dumped the contents of her lunch tray over his head and threw the tray aside. Kat and Bebe followed her as she strutted out of the cafeteria amid the shocked gasps. 

   “I’m gonna go check on her,” Cassie whispered.

  We all nodded and she quietly exited the room. As I stared at Nate, the supposed king of the school, drenched in soggy salad and fat-free milk, I wondered why he could never stay broken up with Maddy. Their relationship was not just toxic, it was volatile. Their breakups were always public and outrageous, but they always ended up back together. No one questioned it either. I never understood why people could continue to choose relationship they knew was bad over pursuing something new. I told Tyler as much that night. 

   Y/N: It’s like those dogs that get killed by electric fences because they keep walking into them.

  Tyler: U have a good point, but, that couple’s relationship is more complicated than u think. 

  Y/N: Probably, but, it doesn’t look that way. They hurt each other a lot.

  Tyler: How do u know? 

   Y/N: Bc I’ve seen it. I don’t mean 2 b judgy, but, I could never be in a relationship like that. 

  Tyler: Well, I don’t think anyone would b if they knew it would b bad. 

  Y/N: Good point. But, why would they get back together so much? 

  Tyler: Idk them, but, it could b bc it’s familiar and it’s what they know.

  Y/N: Still, it’s messed up.

 Tyler: Yeah, but I don’t wanna talk abt them anymore.

 Y/N: K, what do u wanna talk abt? 

  A few seconds later, Tyler sent me a picture so graphically beautiful that I was convinced I passed out.

 The next day, I showed Rue and Jules the picture during break time.

 “Holy crap!” Jules took my phone and leaned into it for closer inspection. 

 “Tyler is packing,” Rue agreed. 

  Jules slid my phone back to me. “You haven’t replied to him?”    “No, and he hasn’t talked to me at all today.”

  “He’s probably expecting a reply that’s similar to what he sent,” Rue said.

  My face warmed up. “I can’t send him nudes,” I hissed.

  “Why not? It’s like the greeting cards of our generation,” Jules stated.

  “Really? You’d send your grandparents a greeting card of your naked body?” I replied sarcastically.

  “Relax, if you’re uncomfortable, we can help you,” Jules assured.

  “We can?” Rue asked.

  “We can.” Jules gave her a look and Rue relaxed. 

  “It’s still weird, but, I guess you guys can come over after school.”

  “Sweet! Your mom still bakes cookies for you after school, right?” Jules asked.

  I nodded.

  “She might stop once she learns her darling favorite older child is sending nudes,” Rue snorted as she spoke.

  I recoiled in my seat, taking a second to bask in the sun’s warmth. “Don’t remind me.” 

  After swim practice, once my teammates left the locker room, I eyed my naked form in the mirror. I had nothing to be ashamed of, really, thanks to all the swimming, but, I just felt weird being naked in front of people. There was something so vulnerable about it, like, being on display in a museum or lying on a cold surgery table. But, online dating was supposed to get me out of my comfort zone and I’d found someone who’d made me feel comfortable enough to do it. With this resolve, I changed into a hoodie and some sweatpants and left the school. It was dusk and I typically walked home after practice since it wasn’t far. Plus, I’d told Jules and Rue to just go to my house after school. 

  The late breeze rippled past me and I dug my hands into my pants’ pockets as I started walking towards the parking lot. There was barely anyone around, except stoners hotboxing their cars, some couples making out, and dance team members and football players getting out of practice.

  I kept my head down as I maneuvered around the few cars and people around. It felt like someone could spot what I was about to do once I got home and it was nervewracking. All I had to do was get home, let Jules make me look even better, take these pictures, and never thinking of it again.

   “Something on your mind, Y/N?” Nate called.

   I froze and snapped my head up to look at him. He was leaning against his truck, looking like a model for Ford in only a tshirt and jeans. Ford should hire him. 

   “No, not really,” I said. 

   I started to side step the truck, eyeing the sidewalk that was only a few yards away as though it was a lifeline. 

  “Get in,” Nate ordered.

  I paused and looked at him. “Excuse me?” 

�� “I see you walking home all the time, let me do you a favor, one athlete to another.” Nate was about halfway in the driver’s seat of the car and all I could do was stare.

  “We’ve...never really talked before,” I stated. 

  “We can talk during the drive.” 

   I stepped back and my eyes flittered around, like the best decision would hit me in the face. Then, I saw Maddy across the lot. She was standing with a couple of dance team girls, including Cassie. She stared me down as though daring me to do it. I glanced from her to Nate, who started the engine loudly. 

   I quickly climbed into the passenger’s seat and stared into Maddy’s reflection in the rearview mirror as he pulled out of the parking lot. 

  “How do you know where I live?” I asked.

  “You forgot that I gave you a ride before?” Nate asked.

  “When?” 

  “After Cassie’s sweet sixteen. You blacked out, your friends were panicking, and I offered to take you home. For some reason, you remembered your address,” Nate recalled.

  “Oh, thanks?” 

  “Sure.” 

  We pulled up to my house a few minutes later, Lil Wayne bragging about his conquests filling the quiet. I hopped out of the truck and grabbed my bag. 

  “Thanks for the ride, this one, I mean, I owe you,” I said.

  “Yeah, see you around, Y/N.” 

  I closed the door and headed inside.

  “I’m home!” I called.

  My mom poked her head out from the kitchen. “Y/N, how was school and practice?” 

  “Fine.” 

  “Was that Nate Jacobs outside?” 

  I hesitated. 

  How did she know what Nate’s truck looked like?  “Yeah, he gave me a ride today.” 

  “Aw, isn’t that sweet? Rue and Jules are waiting for you in your room. They took the cookies with them.”  

  I nodded and went to my room. As soon as I walked in, they bombarded me with questions.

  “Why did Nate give you a ride?” Rue asked.

  “What did you guys talk about?” Jules inquired. 

  “Don’t you hate him?” 

  “He’s kind of a dick, but, unfortunately, super good looking.”

  “Did Maddy see?” 

  “Do you think she’s gonna kill you?” 

  “Guys, I don’t know but I do know that if you do not take amazing pictures of me with no clothes on soon, I will delete my entire profile,” I interrupted. 

  They both nodded. 

  “But, we will ask for details later,” Jules insisted.

  “Okay, but, please give me a cookie, I’ll need it to get through this.” 

  Rue extended the plate towards me and I bit into the melty goodness as Jules began doing my makeup. It was simple, only bringing out my best features. I made them both turn around as I undressed. Once I had, Jules encouraged me.

  “You look amazing, I would be shocked if he didn’t jizz in his pants,” Jules said.

  “Lower your voice, Y/B/N can only play Five Nights at Freddy’s so loud,” I hissed.

  Jules held her hands up and Rue direct me to lay on the bed, my phone held up in front of her.

  “Okay, look sexy,” Rue said.

  I tried to smolder, but, by their expressions, I did not achieve it.

  “No, like, pout your lips, like, you just heard that TheOdd1sOut is not uploading for a month,” Jules directed.

  “And give the camera bedroom eyes, you know, as though it’s Tyler.”

  “Okay.”    After a few pictures, I slowly got the hang of it and even started posing a little naturally.

  “Oh my gosh, Tyra is shook!” Jules cheered. 

 “Yeah, these are pretty good if I do say so myself.” Rue handed me my phone and I flipped through the pictures. 

  She was a talented photogrpaher and I joked that maybe she should go professional.

  “Yeah, I’m sure I’d have a nice clientele.” 

  I laughed as I changed back into my hoodie and sweatpants. “Okay, help me pick one to send.” 

  Jules took my phone and she and Rue began scrolling.

  “No, the lighting’s off in this one,” Jules muttered.

  “No, it’s never off in any of these,” Rue argued. 

  “I’m not shading your talent, I’m just trying to find the best thing for Y/N to send Tyler.” 

  After a little more bickering, we all agreed on the picture and I sent it to Tyler.

  “Should I follow it up with something?” I asked.

  “Maybe say ‘Wrong person’? Guys want what other guys want,” Jules suggested.

  “Or say ‘Sorry for the late reply’,” Rue added.

  “I’ll go with Rue’s, sorry, Jules.” 

  Jules shrugged. 

  I sent everything off and my friends and I watched as Tyler typed a response.

  Tyler: It was worth the wait ;).

  We squealed so loud that my mom yelled for us to keep it down. We apologized as we descended into a fit of giggles. Through it all, I could not help but feel so bouncy and light all over. Was I...falling for this total stranger? 

  “What do you think he looks like?” Jules asked during lunch later that week.

  I shrugged. “It’s different every day, if that makes sense.” 

  “I guess that’s the nice thing about interacting with someone who doesn’t show their face,” Jules thought outloud. 

  “How do you see him now?” Lexi asked. 

  I sighed. “Right now, I think he’s tall, six feet at least. He’s got a mix of blonde and brown hair like a surfer because it’s lightened from all the time he’s spent in the sun. He has green eyes, freckles, and he dresses well.” 

  “Sounds amazing,” Jules said as she rest her chin in her hand. 

  Rue nodded slowly. “You’re not nervous or anything?” 

  “No, this is so cheesy, but, I feel like I know him, you know? He’s so easy to talk to and has so much to say.”

  “Y/N’s blushing,” Jules teased. “Do you love him?” 

  “I really, really, really, like him.” 

  “Do you think you’ll meet soon?” Lexi asked.

  I shrugged. “I don’t know, neither of us has brought it up.”

  “Well, it just matters that you’re comfortable, okay?” Rue said.

  “Okay.” 

  If I was honest, I did not know if I wanted to meet Tyler. I knew that I liked him more than I liked anyone before, but, there was something strange about breaking this wall the internet provided us. It was freer to talk on the internet than it was in person. What if I said something stupid in front of him? What if he thought that I looked different in person? What if he looked different in person? 

  I managed to keep these thoughts at bay for the rest of the day until I got home. Post-dinner had been officially declared Talk to Tyler Time. None of my family knew what I was doing besides blasting Amy Winehouse in my room for about an hour. My laugh nearly overpowered her high note in “Best Friends, Right?”. I had to blink away my happy tears as I replied to him. 

  Y/N: That did not happen!  Tyler: Yes it did! Do u want 2 c the scar????

 Y/N: No, I think I’m good.

 I wiped away my tears and settled under the covers. I wondered if his friends would agree that Tyler gets into some weird situations as well. Just as I started typing, Tyler beat me.

 Tyler: I want 2 meet u.

 The speed that I launched my phone away from me almost shocked me more than the text.

  Almost.

  My heartbeat thrummed in my ears. This was it, I knew I couldn’t avoid him much longer, but, I felt like I couldn’t move. All I could do was stare at my phone like it was the most offensive object in the world. Slowly, I regained mobility and grabbed my phone. I took a deep breath.

  “Take a chance, Y/L/N,” I whispered.

  Y/N: When and where?

    “You’re meeting him tonight?” Jules squealed the next day.

  I hushed her as people in the hallway paused to look at us. “Not so loud.”   “But this is so exciting. Please let me help you decide what to wear,” Jules pleaded with a pout. 

  “Sure,” I said. 

  Jules hugged me. “This is going to be so fun. I won’t go crazy with glitter since this is the first time you’re meeting this guy.” 

 “Thanks?” 

 “Do your parents know?” Rue asked.

 “No,” I replied as I slowly pulled away from Jules. “They’re coming Senior Night tonight, though. and I’m going to meet him at Mercy Park an hour before it ends.” 

 “Are you sure you even want to do this? I know that Jules and I tease you about your love life, but, this is risky,” Rue said. 

 “You weren’t saying that when you were helping me with those pictures the other day,” I shot back.

  “That was different. You’re...you’re actually meeting him now and he could be a psychopath or a sociopath or, just, a creepy old guy who likes to look at teenagers!” Rue insisted.

  “Rue, relax, everything’s going to be fine.”

  “You don’t know that!” She turned on her heel and hurried into the bathroom with Jules and I on her tail. 

  When we entered, Rue was leaning against the wall, panting and staring up at the ceiling. Jules and I approached her slowly as the girls who were in the bathroom quickly filed out. 

  “Rue, slow down your breathing,” I said slowly.

  “I...I can’t. You-you could get hurt or something and-and I would know about it an-and I-I couldn’t live with that!” Tears burst from her eyes as Rue began pacing and Jules and I were close but gave her room. 

  “Rue, Y/N is going to be okay, we both know what time she’ll be at the park. If anything happens, we’ll know the area she could be in,” Jules assured her.

  Rue shook her head and stopped in her tracks. Then, she looked between us helplessly before bowing her head and sobbing. Jules and I carefully hugged her and let her cry.

  “I’m sorry that I’m scared and I care about you and I don’t want you to get hurt,” Rue mumbled into my shirt.

  “It’s okay, I appreciate it. I really want to meet Tyler, though, and, I promise I will let you know if something happens, okay?” 

  Rue nodded and sniffled.

   It took Jules about an hour to make me look amazing. I had no idea my hair could be so fluffy and put together until she was done with it. She used eyeliner to make eyes look bigger and rounder and added sparkly lip gloss to make my lips look plumper. After she contoured and highlighted the best places she deemed that her work was done. My outfit, a fitted forest green long-sleeve shirt and fitted black pants with Jadons, was also approved by her.

  “Tell me everything later!” she insisted.

  Rue couldn’t join us since she had “prior commitments” but I texted her that I would let her know when I head to the park and when I leave. My nerves didn’t let me focus on the soccer game my parents insisted I joined them and my brother at. I couldn’t care less that the forward on one team got a yellow card or that the goalie on the other team made illegal blocks. I was practically buzzing with excitement and fear so much that I had to give my pretzel to Y/B/N. Finally, the third quarter arrived and I told my parents that I would meet them at home since I’d promised Lexi that I would help her with some homework. 

  Lexi wouldn’t mind being used for a lie this one time; it was an emergency.

  I tried to practice some calming deep breaths as I walked over to the park. The dark night sky provided a little bit of comfort to my walk. I wondered how different Tyler would look from the picture in my mind. I wondered if he thought I would look any different. Maybe (hopefully) it wouldn’t matter to either of us.

  Finally, I reached the park. It was empty, save for the oak trees scattered throughout the lush green scenery that seemed mysterious under the mooonlight. A few benches and wooden tables were around as well, but, Tyler and I had agreed to meet at the fountain which was further in the park. The breathing exercises had to have helped because I felt much more relaxed and I hoped that everything would go all right. 

   When I got to the fountain, there was a tall person facing it. All I could make out were dark clothes and broad shoulders. I took another deep breath and kept walking.

  “This is a nice spot, you have good taste,” I commented. 

  “I could say the same for you.” I stopped in my tracks as Nate slowly turned to face me. His face was unreadable but his eyes stayed on me. 

  “What? Wh-where’s Tyler?” I asked, my voice already hoarse. 

  Nate glanced down at his shoes. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know how else to talk to you.” 

  I shook my head. “No.” My vision got blurry but I could tell that Nate was looking up at me now. 

  “Just let me explain,” he requested softly. 

  He took a step towards me and I took two steps back .

 “I don’t wanna hear it. This....this is some sick joke to you or something?” 

 “No, never, Y/N, just listen to me.” 

 “I don’t want to!” The tears rolled down my cheeks and I swiped at them so hard that I thought I scratched myself. At least I could feel something because my heart felt numb. “You catfished me!” 

  “I just wanted to talk to you, I really do like you, Y/N. Tyler and I are the same, just different names,” Nate insisted, coming closer.

  For some reason, I didn’t move. I didn’t know if it was from emotional exhaustion or stress, but, I let him approach me. I kept shaking my head. 

  “No,” I hiccuped. 

  “I wanted to meet you tonight because I was tired of lying. I want to figure this, us, out,” Nate said.

  I sniffed. “Us?” 

  At that moment, I could actually see his face and Nate seemed so hopeful. There was a slight smile on his lips and his eyes seemed light for once. Maybe he wanted there to be an “us”. Maybe, despite all logic, he wanted to talk to me seriously and could not do it offline because of his reputation. Maybe, he was over the on-again-off-again situation with Maddy. Maybe, this was my chance, our chance.

  I wiped my face again, mentally cringing at how upset Jules would be for my ruining her masterpiece. 

  “Yeah, us.” Nate stepped closer to me, gently wrapped his arms around my waist, and pulled me into his chest.

  Gradually, my muscles relaxed and I relished in the feeling of his strong upper body and his warmth. Then, I began to feel pressure on my waist and gasped as it intensified. 

  “Nate, you’re...squeezing...too hard,” I rasped out. 

  And he started laughing, no, cackling. As he laughed, his grip tightened and I continued gasping and clawing at everything I could. 

  “Nate...stop!” 

  But he kept laughing and squeezing. When he finally released me, I looked up and saw nothing behind his eyes. Everything in me told me to run, but, I knew he could have easily caught up to me.

  “I really thought you were smarter than that, Y/N. C’mon, you couldn’t honestly think that I would do all this to be with you,” he sneered.

  “So why do it then?” I asked, my voice so small that I could have kicked myself for it. 

  Nate sighed and folded his arms. “Because you made it so easy and, to ask for a favor.” 

  “What? That makes no sense,” I argued. “I told you I owed you one that day you gave me a ride!” 

  “Yeah, well, I needed to make sure that you were available when I needed you.” 

  “Whatever, screw you,” I hissed as I pivoted on my heel. 

  “Too late for you, you’re already screwed.” Nate pulled out a folder from inside his jacket pocket. “Remember those special pictures you sent to Tyler? Well, they count as distribution of child pornography, which has a hefty fine and sentence.” 

   My mouth opened and closed several times before I faced him and responded. “But...but you held them, doesn’t that count towards possession? And, you’re extorting me!” 

  Nate glowered at me and stormed over. “Heresay, no solid evidence for your case. Plus, I’m a Jacobs, so, who are you kidding?” 

   I felt so sick to my stomach that I could have thrown up, fainted, or cried at that moment. This was not real, this could not be real.

   “What do you want?” I asked.

   “Like I said, just be available when I need you.” 

  “Fine.” 

  “Sorry, what was that?” He gripped my chin his hand and forced me to look up at him.

  “Okay,” I said softly.

  “Hmm.” His eyes scanned my face before he released me. “And if I ever hear you judging my relationship with Maddy again, these pictures are going to be the least of your concern.” 

  I nodded weakly, regretting every single thing I ever told him. Nate Jacobs was truly the devil. He wandered off into the night like a centurion leaving a victorious battle. It seemed like he always won. 

  I managed not to start crying until I was on the empty sidewalk. No, I sobbed so bad that my throat went dry. 

  How could I have been so stupid? I should have known it was him that day Maddy yelled at him for texting all day. 

  Stupid, stupid, stupid!

  My sobs continued as I grabbed my phone and texted Rue. 

  Y/N: U were right. 

[tea-and-la]

Katara for the character ask game!

Hi! Thx for sending one in! 💜

Sexuality headcanon: Bisexual (she/they pronouns)

Favorite ship(s): ZUTARA, jiangtara, jetkotara, jintara, maitara (why yes, i do live in near-constant rarepair brainrot) 

Brotp: ty lee/katara, sukitara, toph/katara, maitara

Notp: k@t@ang (bestie vibes only)

Random headcanon: her and ty lee bond over auras and palm reading and crystals because they’re those type of sapphics; also, post-war, her and toph and suki have a girls trip backpacking around the world with 0 responsibilities and lots of chaotic fun and she gets to discover things she likes to do. 

General opinion: uh, she quite literally saved the world and we should stan her more. i love her so so much

[maisietheweltoncow]

nerm-derm-virgent and froot loop :D

thx for the ask bestie!

*stims agressively* ALL THE POETS ARE NEURODIVERSE

fun fact I hate coffee and it sends me to sleep :)

I think my music taste is honestly pretty terrible it's a mess

yeah I'm an art kid except I'm really bad at all art except photography

[atomiccattus]

top 5 league champs

Jhin ughhhh he's got a great concept, a great voice, a perfect kit AND he's hot. Playing him just feels so GOOD!!! I have a statue of him on my desk <3

Kindred! Another wonderful concept and they feel amazing to play in the late game. I love them unconditionally as a jungle main but it does suck when the other jungler is aggressive af and you cant get any marks 😭literally debilitating. But also pls listen to Kindreds theme, its SOO good

Warwick. He's just my bestie! Pretty much mained him since before his rework and he's still one of my favs. Simple and fun, and playing him DOES make me feel like a bloodthirsty wolfman who goes omnomnomnom MEAT!

Fiora! I only got into playing her last year but kudos to her for making me like ONE top champ. I mostly play ARAMs but Fiora is fun either way, and something abt playing her just makes me do this maniacal laugh when I win the trade LMAO I love how her ult gives AOE health i love supporting my team <3 I also love fencing aesthetics~

Viego. I only started understanding him in the last couple months but OMG his kit is just insanely overpowered. Emo boy go off. He definitely lets my aggro side run wild bc his ult sustain is crazy! Learning him has been fun and normally when I take someone from ARAM to a Summoners its awful, but Viego's kit works even better as a jungler! thx for asking <3 send me top 5 something and I'll rank them!

[dapper-nahrwhale]

Pumpkin spice and spicy mayo

Omgeee thx bestie :^)

Pumpkin spice- you dont have a single coherent thought ever I respect you

Spicy mayo- I appreciate the vibes you give off

[Ask from here send some lol they fun]

[outerbankies]

this might sound silly but i just rlly love the nl headcanons lol!! i love scrolling through them and reading all the little insights to their relationship and them separately 😌 & the way you always answer them in depth too so thx for always taking the time literally every day to do that for us bestie!!

not silly at all bestie! i think i answer them less in depth than i used to just because i get so many, and i really could sit and write an entire blurb for most things you guys send. so i have to keep it moving or i’d never get anything done 😅

and i just love every now and then getting those random ones that just really give me some random inspo, it’s kinda how all the blurbs started flowing in the first place!

so thank you all for sending them in 💓💓💓 i’ve read fic for years and watched my favorite authors talk about their fics with their readers and always thought it was so cool so it’s fun to be on that side of it now 😌