#to like... bro the other day we did TWO rounds in the morning

[finelinevogue]

pancakes for two

summary - seeing your niece for the first time

word count - ~1k

pairing - husband!harry x reader

You made pancakes for breakfast on a Saturday.

It was a routine at this point and would be rude not to have pancakes after your morning jog with Harry.

Harry tended to make himself banana pancakes, because he hated not having some fruit in there somehow, but you were all for the nutella and other loaded toppings.

You had both just finished your pancakes, dirty plates on the coffee table in front of you and cups of tea to hand as you watched ‘This Morning’ on ITV.

Even after having been on a run and eaten pancakes, your day was about to get so much better.

“Remind me that I need to pick up more loo roll the next time I go to the shops.” You said to Harry.

“Thought we bought loads?”

His free hand rested on your ankle from where your legs were stretched out on his lap.

“Yeah, but we gave a lot to Gem remember?”

“Oh shit, yes. We can go later if you want? I’ll take you?” He offered.

“The last thing I want to do is leave the house on the one day where you’re not busy preparing for baby number 4.” You laughed, taking a sip of your Yorkshire Gold tea.

“Baby number 4?” It was Harry’s turn to chuckle.

“Album? Baby? Same thing. They’re all your children.”

He tapped your ankle playfully.

Harry had been working so hard on planning for the next phase of his career and you were so happy to see him get excited and creative again.

Music is where he thrived and it was a joy to watch him work. However it did mean he was gone more than you wanted him to be, so quiet weekends like this were absolutely necessary.

Harry missed you just as much and he was constantly lucky that it was you waiting for him at home.

He’d been working so hard that he hadn’t even had a moment to see his sister since she gave birth.

It was only a week ago, but Gemma was still recovering and requested that the three of them just had some quiet time to let the new reality to settle in.

Now, Harry was restless to see his niece.

You scrolled through your phone when it suddenly made a Ring doorbell noise.

“Yes! I bet that’s my Waterstones parcel.” You said excitedly, sitting up and setting your tea on the coffee table.

“Another one?”

You hit Harry’s thigh playfully, “Shut up!” Although he did have a valid point.

You waited for the doorbell to ring, before jumping up and making your way to the front. You made a note to shout at Harry for - yet again - leaving his coat on the banister and not put back on coat rack.

You unlocked and opened the door, expecting the delivery guy but were met with Gemma, Michal and baby instead.

“Oh my God!” You shouted, cupping your hands over your mouth in shock.

“Surprise!” Gemma laughed, baby carrier on Michal’s arm and baby bags too.

You started tearing up then, emotional over how beautiful Gemma was after recently giving birth. She was glowing and looked incredible. They both looked so happy too.

“Y/N/N?” Harry called your nickname.

He rounded the corner only to stop short.

“Look who showed up.” You allowed the tears to drop down your face.

“Hey, bro.” Gemma smiled.

“Hi, H!” Michal smiled at Gemma’s smile.

Harry, ever the emotional man, broke down in little sobs then. He pouted when he cried and probably had the same thoughts as you initially did.

“Come in. Come on.” You ushered them in.

You gave Gemma a big hug first, squeezing her but not too tight, and kissed her cheeks.

Then you hugged Michal, careful to avoid all his extra baggage.

“How are you?” You asked Michal, as Gemma went over to speak and probably console Harry.

“Tired, but never been happier.” He genuinely smiled.

“Can I take anything from you?”

“No, I’m just going to dump them here if that’s okay?” He motioned to the space in the hall.

“Of course, go ahead.”

“You want a tea? Coffee?” You offered.

“Coffee, please. No sugar. Gem will probably just have water.”

You nodded and walked through the hallway and into the kitchen. Gemma and Harry were still hugging, softly talking to one another. You left them to it, not wanting to disrupt the siblings reunion.

You wiped your own tears with your sweater, before pottering around the kitchen.

“So let me see my niece then!” You demanded as Michal placed the carrier on the kitchen island.

He opened the visor and you had to choke back a sob as you saw how small your new niece was - your new best friend.

“Oh my God.” You whispered.

“I know. I keep having the same reaction, even now.” Michal chuckled.

Gemma and Harry walked in a few seconds later - Harry with red eyes and Gemma smiling like a madwoman.

You leaned forwards and brushed your finger over your nieces tiny bunched fist. Her skin was so soft and she didn’t budge at all with the tap from you.

“She’s beautiful, guys.” You whispered.

“She really is.” Gemma agreed.

“She’s a Styles if I ever saw one. No offence Michal.”

“None taken.” Michal genuinely didn’t seem offended.

You stepped back to let Harry have a gaze over his new niece, wrapped in her blankets and knitted bonnets. There were so many blankets you wondered whether she was cooking underneath them all!

It wasn’t your turn to know anything about kids or parenting though, yet, so you weren’t going to question anything.

Harry approached his niece and softly caressed over her small hand and over her quite chubby cheeks.

You cupped a hand over your mouth as you teared up from watching Harry interact with a baby.

“It’s too much!” You cried, laughing like an idiot.

Gemma and Michal watched you with soft expressions.

Harry moved towards you then, “Hey. What’s up?” He asked, pulling you in for a big hug. The best hugs.

“I think i’ve got a heavy case of baby fever right now.”

Harry pulled you away a bit to read your face, “You do?”

“Mhm.”

“Okay.” He smiled.

“Okay, what?” You stepped back.

“Let’s try. For a baby, I mean.”

“Really?” You eyes filled with tears. “You mean it?”

“A baby with you? It would make all those birthday and shooting star wishes come true.”

[rallentando1011]

about donnie making fun of Rom coms. What happens if s/o like them, but in a way where they watch them to make fun of them and it makes them and Donnie reflect on their own relationship without meaning too? 😂 . “It’s so bad. This love triangle. I gotta see how this trainwreck ends! All 3 are terrible and deserve each other”. “Geez I would hate that if a guy did that to me”. “Oh! He deserves better”. S/o does openly swoon over really sweet gestures sometimes though. “Oh. He gave her a library and fixed it up 😭 “.

The song is Nothing - Bruno Major, it does mention alcohol in like one line as well as making out but those are NOT in the story at all - just wanted to preface this with that (thanks for the request btw! I am working on all of them still I promise-)

Nothing

(rise Donnie x gn reader)

“Track suits and red wine

Movies for two

We'll take off our phones

And we'll turn off our shoes”

The evening opened at the lair.

A breezy night, the wind feather-light and warm, the sky had been dim and earth damp with a fresh rain, the frigid conditions of winter thawing into a complacent spring.

Below the concrete confines of the sewers, the weather was just as drippy, the continuous drips and drops of water trickling with a postnasal quality, drumming peacefully throughout the lair.

A dreary morning had bled into a dreary day had bled into a now dreary evening. With the dispelling weather, you had found it drudgery to even perform basic tasks like getting out of bed and dressing yourself and eating. But you had to. And you did.

After getting through the necessities and chores of the day, you had bound to the lair, renewed from your climatory blues with the expectation of good company and no obligations. Sounded good to you.

What you hadn’t anticipated was walking into the lab to see your “company” sitting, hunched over his desk, busy at work, with webcore music playing over the speakers and a rom-com, of all things, playing on his PC.

“Psh,” you half-laughed, the energy behind your amusement not completely convincing. You worked your way beside him and leaned against his desk. “What’s going on here?”

“Oh,” Donnie, just the man you’d been looking for, startled and slowly, as if trying to avoid detection, moved a hand to shut his screen. “Hey, I didn’t see you there.”

Before the computer screen could shut, you nudged it back up. “You like these movies?”

Donnie paled, sitting up straighter, lips pressing into a flat line. “Absolutely not. They’re just good background noise.”

You hummed. If his posture and lack of alertness was anything to go off of, he’d been at this a while. He could use some R & R, and honestly, you wouldn’t oppose.

“Well, in that case, would you like to watch some ‘background noise’ with me?”

He slumped back down in his chair and looked at you blankly. “I am quite obviously in the middle of something. I think we both already know the answer to that.”

“And how long have you been at that?”

There it was: guilt.

You nudged his shoulder, flashing a grin at him. “Come on. We’re getting snacks and taking a well earned break.”

“But-”

“No sir, none of that. We’re going. Projector room. Now.”

“But-”

“First one there chooses the movie.”

That impetus was enough to spur both of you into motion.

“We'll play Nintendo

Though I always lose

'Cause you'll watch the TV

While I'm watching you

There's not many people

I'd honestly say

I don't mind losing to

But there's nothing

Like doing nothing

With you”

Unsurprisingly, he beat you to the projector room. Sure, he was a genetically enhanced mutant turtle and the odds were stacked heavily against you from the get go, but you were still salty about losing your own bet.

Not as salty as you were about his choice of “movie” not being a movie, instead being playing Super Smash Bros.

And especially not as salty as you were about getting irrevocably obliterated.

Round after round of the game, you had been infuriatingly greeted with screen after screen declaring your loss and all but screaming how terribly you sucked. Normally, you got the one up on him at least once, but with how drowsy your motor function was today, not to mention how you kept getting caught up in how invested he was but that was irrelevant, the game was not gaming.

Furthermore, you tried to pin your inopportune streak on S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N., who had taken up residence on your lap after retrieving your and Donnie’s snacks and drinks of choice from the kitchen, but Donnie had disproven that theory. By holding his controller higher to simulate the space the drone took up and proceeding to desecrate you again.

You groaned and slumped down the couch as he once again laughed victoriously, boisterously. Seriously, his ego needed to be humbled.

“Another round,” you demanded, half-dead on the couch. “I got, uh, distracted.”

Donnie halted his gloating, tilted his head down at you and the little drone, though the smug grin had yet to clear his face.

You knew what was next, probably your favorite and least favorite part of your dynamic - banter.

“I know you’re only looking at me to have some semblance of an excuse to lose, but I’ll take that as a compliment of both my rugged good looks and superior gaming skills.”

You feigned injury with a hand over your heart. “Man, that is a harsh accusation. I am wounded. Mortally wounded.”

“Your Yoshi will be the wounded one after I annihilate you in this next round of Smash.”

“Oh, you are on.”

“Dumb conversations

We lose track of time

Have I told you lately

I'm grateful you're mine

We'll watch The Notebook

For the 17th time

I'll say ‘It's stupid’

Then you'll catch me crying”

After a few more times of crushing you in Smash, it apparently became boring. Either that or your pouting convinced him to hand the reins over to you and let you pick a movie.

Finally, you could relax.

Head on his shoulder, his arm around you, a plush blanket resting on your laps, a borderline unbearable romantic comedy on the projector, it was blissful.

“Hmm would you look at that?” you commented on one particular scene. You felt Donnie shift next to you, raising an ever so slightly judgmental eyebrow. “The love interest did something wrong and then compensated by making a library. And spending time with them. And apologizing.”

He stared at you.

You stared back. “Looks like someone could take notes.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Donnie blinked, and you smiled.

“Oh, nothing.”

“We're not making out

On a boat in the rain

Or in a house I've painted blue

But there's nothing

Like doing nothing

With you”

“I would die if you ever did that to me.” You shuddered at the absolutely foul scene unfolding on the television and sunk a little closer into his side, second hand embarrassment seeping into your bones. 

“Good connotation or bad connotation?” he pondered, all too genuinely. It made you want to gag.

“Good or bad?” you asked, incredulous. “Like, the worst connotation. I mean, if you showed up to my work like that I would actually spontaneously combust. Deceased. No hesitation.”

You plopped unceremoniously sideways onto his lap, the back of your hand dramatically resting on your forehead.

“That’s what spontaneous means,” he deadpanned, the arm that had been over your shoulder slowly slinking back to his side.

“I don’t need called out on my redundancy right now,” you jabbed an accusatory finger at him, looking up, “I just need you to promise to never do that.”

“Okay, okay,” he conceded with a content grin. “I’ll try not to show up to your work with some overly pedantic display of affection.”

You scowled.

“So shut all the windows

And lock all the doors

We're not looking for no one

Don't need nothing more

You'll bite my lip and

I'll want you more

Until we end up in a heap on the floor”

The room had grown dim, illuminated only by the faint blue on the projector screen. You blinked yourself awake from a half-asleep stupor as you realized the movie had come to a close. 

“Hey, are you still up?” you whispered groggily, noting his closed eyes and shallow breathing.

“Unfortunately yes.” His eyes peeled open begrudgingly.

“And you’re not working on anything?”

He seemed visibly more awake at that observation. “Huh. That is correct.”

“Hehe. I finally got you to be unproductive.” You poked his cheek jestingly, still lightheartedly.

“Yep. I concur - you got me.”

“And I finally got you to have a good time.”

“I wouldn’t go that far.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” You sat up, incredulous. Sure, it hadn’t been an eventful night by any regard, but it had surely been enjoyable.

“Just that all of the characters are stupid,” he elaborated with a gesticulation of his hands. “Just- all of them are total dum-dums.”

“Well, yeah,” you agreed with a shrug. “That love triangle was destined to fail from the start. They’re all horrible people and deserve everything they got.”

“And watching that is enjoyable for you?”

“Yeah, it just makes me appreciative of what we have.”

Donnie paused, reflected at that. “Huh. That’s… an incredibly introspective view.”

“So, you enjoyed the movie?”

“Don’t push your luck.”

“You could be dancing on tabletops

Wearing high-heels

Drinking until the world

Spins like a wheel

But tonight your apartment

Had so much appeal

Who needs stars?

We've got a roof

But there's nothing

Like doing nothing

With you”

Busy personalities beget busy schedules, and who would want to be anything but? If the choice is between being mundane or multifariously vibrant, isn’t the choice obvious?

Yet sometimes the hustle and bustle and pressure build up, workloads stack up, a devastating fatigue sets in. And the best thing to do together is absolutely nothing.

“No, there's nothing

Like doing nothing

With you”

[jkbabiey]

overcomplicate • jeon jungkook

wc: 1300 words wɑrnings: just prepɑre to feel ɑ lot of frustrɑtion; jungkook hɑs no emotionɑl ɑvɑilɑbility; jungkook is ɑ smoker; college!jungkook becɑuse uni stɑrts tomorrow

Jungkook had a tendency to overcomplicate everything.

"This," he gestured between you two. "We are not a thing."

But jungkook always showed up whenever you called. Even if he was busy. Maybe he'd let his phone sing for a while when you did call, but he'd always pick it up and if you did ask him to be next to you, he would ring your bell in a second.

Jungkook always reached for you when the light went down at night. His body would always mold against your back in the darkness of your room and his fingers would always slip between your smaller ones. His lips would always find a way to reach your neck, then your jaw, and then, when his fingers turned your face back towards him, your lips. He'd always find a way to touch parts of you that not even the sun had seen.

"Well, I think we are a thing," you answered, your eyes big and round and staring at him. Your voice was drenched in a playful, almost amused tone.

You were certain you had jungkook wrapped around your finger. Because his eyes would always search for yours in crowded classrooms, even though he insisted he would not be caught sitting next to you in class. Because he had insisted on staying by your side when you got sick and it got so bad you puked on the bathroom floor. He had insisted on staying, even after you snapped at him during exam season, cursing him out and yelling at him and he still showed up at your door the next day.

Because he still stayed.

"we're not, ___," he insisted, and you sighed, a teasing smile still painted on your lips.

There was a time when you weren't sure if he was into you like you were into him. Because Jungkook was the king of giving mixed signals. Going from loving you for hours on end one whole night to calling you bro the next morning. From holding your hand on the way to college to refusing to work with you on a group project. Jungkook was an overthinker. he would never ever make anything clear and it did get to you. It didn't make it easier that he was quick to turn you down whenever you got the courage to jokingly hint at an ounce of your feelings towards the boy. Time after time. Several times. To just go right back to act like your boyfriend the next week

"Are you sure?" you asked, taking a step closer to his body. He was leaning against the wall of the dark alleyway where you had found him smoking.

"___," he warned, his hot breath now hitting your face, as he looked down at you. His eyes were hazy and drunk, and his breath smelled of a mix of nicotine, alcohol, and mint.

"Are you sure, kookie?" you asked again, your hand resting on his abdomen as you stood on your tippy toes to approach your face to his, your lips nearing his chapped ones.

His breath got heavier, his eyes closed and he lowered his head so his lips would slightly brush against yours. The cigarette between his fingers was burning away, but it was the furthest thing from his mind, at that moment.

It was intoxicating. Jungkook intoxicated all your senses and he barely had to do anything. Everything from the way his eyes reflected the light to the way his skin smelled in the morning, when you woke up next to his naked body, to the way his calloused fingers caressed the skin of your cheek when he looked at you for a little bit to long before resting his lips on yours.

"-m' not" he whispered, his lips still softly brushing against yours.

And that was enough for you to surge forward, pushing on your tippy toes just a little harder so your lips would finally mold against his, working slowly and full of passion. Your palm was pressed against his torso, while your other hand reached up to grab at the back of his neck, pushing him into you.

Jungkook was not and had never been the best at talking about feelings. He couldn't even understand them, let alone talk about them. He liked things precise and objective. This, with you, was anything but that. His feelings for you were anything but clear and it bugged him how you, this tiny curly-haired human being could make him feel such a plethora of emotions. How did you do it? When did you start, because he did not see it coming? And when would you stop, if ever?

Did he even want you to stop?

"You drive me crazy," he growled when you pushed away from him, his breath quick and heavy mixing with yours.

Jungkook was smitten. It was obvious to anyone but him. At this point, even you, who had been so doubtful at some point, were now sure he was bewitched. It showed in the way he had stopped being able to have a continuous good night of sleep if he wasn't lying next to you. In the way he'd insisted on staying as far away from you as possible during class, because otherwise, he wouldn't be able to focus. In the way he had stopped caring about his friends' teasing about how he had a crush on you because a part of him believed them to be right. In the way, his eyes would always be drawn to you no matter how far away from you he was in a room full of people.

In the way his eyes caught yours as soon as you stepped foot into the party you had been forced to come to by your best friend. In the way he had refused your invitation to dance with you but watched you dance away with your best friend during the whole time.

In the way he stepped outside of the party to smoke, but found himself thinking of you just for you to catch him longingly whispering your name in the dark of the night, in the midst of an exhale of smoke.

"I'm sorry," you giggled, your teeth catching your plump bottom lip, and jungkook couldn't help the breathy laugh that escaped his throat, as his enamored eyes roamed your blushed face.

"No, you're not."

You chuckled as your drunk eyes fixed themselves on his. "What are you gonna do about that?" You asked, daring him to take the obvious next step.

The truth is you dreamt about jungkook asking you to be his girlfriend. You, who had never had a boyfriend before, had let jungkook break through your walls and make himself comfortable among the walls of your heart. You didn't know how jungkook had done it but he had and now you couldn't stop yourself from obsessing over the boy.

"Guess I'll just go crazy," he muttered, leaning down to press another kiss against your lips. Then you watched him throw his cigarette to the floor, put it out with his foot, and turn his back to you, walking back into the party.

"What are you so scared of?" you asked out loud, breaking the silence of the dark alley.

He turned back to you. "What do you mean 'scared of'? I'm not scared of anything," he shrugged.

"Oh yeah?" you pressed, crossing your arms in front of your chest.

"Yeah."

"Then be my boyfriend," you felt like you were almost begging, as his eyes softened for a second before he let out a sharp snort of laughter. His right hand raised to pinch the bridge of his nose while his other hand rested on his hip.

"___," he called out. "We are not a thing."

Jungkook had a tendency to overcomplicate everything.

[seancekitsch]

Hi, I really like your writing! I don't know if the requests are open but if so, can you please write about Kraglin x reader when they fight and the reader gives him the silent treatment? I think he will feel really bad and be sad… Can you do it with fluff and angst? Thank you so much❤️

hey sorry for the wait!

“Girlie, c’mon, please just talk to me,” Kraglin pleads, following as you storm out of the casino. But just as you round a corner into an alley, Drax stops him with a strong hand to the chest.

“A woman does not need to be chased, she must be woo’ed with a display, fine wines, or a mating ritual,” Drax is stern in but his eyes shine with annoyance that Kraglin knows mean he is not on his side. So much for bro code. Kraglin just watches hopelessly as he loses sight of you.

When Kraglin returns to his group, some ravagers and some citizens of Knowhere, the wind in his sails is gone. He loses every poker game of the night. You don’t come to bed with him, instead staying in your own quarters for the first time in maybe two weeks. He barely gets any sleep, and how can he? Kraglin knows exactly where he fucked up, actually, he knows both instances of where he fucked up. The beginning of his fuck up was when he insisted the two of you were casual to Peter; he let the way you tensed under his arm after he said that and after he smiled and didn’t press the issue when you were very terse in your response and quickly moved away from him. He should have taken it back, should have said of course you aren’t casual. He’d been doing the full blown Pete and Gamora will-they-won’t-they routine with you despite the fact that you’d made it clear you will if he wants to. His second, the more obvious fuck up, was letting letting a woman who was very obviously flirting with him sit on his lap during a round of poker, not realizing you had just stepped into the room with Nebula and Adam. 

He deserved your cold shoulder, even after morning comes. That doesn’t stop it from hurting though. You seem fine, laughing and joking with the others. Kraglin tries as hard as he might, but never catches your eye. It’s like when you joined the team again, both of you in orbit but never touching. You, the beauty of Harmorna 3 and all of its rings… And Kraglin’s just Kraglin. Literally floating in his hunk of trash around you. 

“What did you do?” Rocket’s voice startles Kraglin, who lurches from his seat at the table.

“They should put a bell on you or somethin’,” Kraglin mutters.

“Sure, Mr. Casual doesn’t want any surprises,” Rocket snarls back; So, he does know. He’s just being a gossip. 

“Look; I messed up, Alright?” Kraglin deflates, “Don’t know why.”

Rocket eyes him up and down; smart little rat. He probably knows why Kraglin did what he did better than even he does.

“Right… well, you better figure it out.”

Smug bastard won’t even help him out. 

He finally catches you alone when he finds you cleaning the bar with a wet rag, wiping down whatever Adam or Groot definitely spilled on it that day. You roll your eyes and toss your rag down before he can open his mouth, and dread fills his stomach. Had he actually really blown it? Would you tell him to fuck off? What would this mean for the team and for Knowhere? If you were to ask him to leave, he would; He’d go to that fucking Howard the Duck planet or-

“You gonna talk? ‘Cause I don’t have anything to say to you right now,” you snap, frowning at him. 

“Yeah, Girlie, listen… I didn’t mean to offend ya. I just,” he gets interrupted.

“Then what did you mean to do?  Throw someone else in my face? Humiliate me? Because I’ll tell you something-“

“Sure are talking’ a lot for someone who don’t have anything to say,” Kraglin comments, and then immediately regrets it. 

“Kraglin I will fucking shoot you!” you threaten him, a dangerous shine in your eyes. He doesn’t doubt you, so he backs down. 

“You humiliated me. I was just telling them how excited I was that we were seeing each other and you throw out the word casual like I’m some kind of hook up. I didn’t think I was.” 

You finish your rant by throwing your hands up hopelessly, looking lost and angry, unshed tears in your eyes. He fucked up, way more than he thought he did. He crosses the room to the bar, but doesn’t dare cross it. He places his hands on it, careful not to touch a section you had already wiped down. 

“I know, I’ll beg on my knees if ya want? I’m sorry. I tried to move slow with ya, but I’m moving too slow.”

You scoff, but your face softens. 

“I know you watched me get married like six times when we were with that Thunder God, so I didn’t want ya to think this was temporary like they were.”

“Kraglin, marriage IS supposed to be serious,” you argue, but at least you’re talking to him. That’s the bright side Kraglin clings to. 

“When I marry ya, I want it to be the real deal."

Your eyebrows raise.

"When?"

He immediately back tracks.

"I- I mean, IF you know- If you wanted to and I didn't screw this up..."

"You gotta be able to say we're dating first," you roll your eyes, and lean onto the bar opposite him. Kraglin stares into your eyes, searching for.... well, anything. He doesn't see the burning anger of last night or the cold detached look from this morning. He just sees your eyes shining as you look up at him, anticipation for an answer.

"Yeah," he says, softly. He knows. You deserve it. You deserve him beaming with pride on your arm because you picked him.

"Yeah, I know."

You chew on your bottom lip, staring thoughtfully at him. thousands of thoughts— words you could say— swirling through your mind. But bluntness always works best.

“So who are you gonna tell we’re dating first?” you ask.

“Gonna call Pete,” he admits, and he knows Pete would be so happy for him. “Then I’m gonna talk about you all day to anyone that might listen, but ‘em a whole lot.”

“Mhmmm,” you hum, nodding to encourage him to continue.

“What, you want me to put up a billboard or somethin’?” he balks, laughter in his voice.

“Wouldn’t hurt,” you respond, winking.

He’ll see how much he wins at the table tonight, or if Nebula will do him a solid. And he’ll definitely make sure you’re the one on his lap tonight.

[doggirldick]

i was writing tags on that last post and had a childhood nostalgia moment so here's a little storytime about my childhood and early games i played. ehem

imagine you are a little child. you have a ps2 that your dad left behind when he fucked off. your exposure to video games is shitty ps2 movie tie-in games.

your primary school is in a tiny village out in the english countryside.

they had an afterschool 'club' that was really just 2 mothers of kids at the school babysitting kids whose parents couldn't pick them up immediately. image you are there every single school day bc school finishes at 3pm and you are growing up with a working class single mum whose always working long hours to keep a roof over your head because your shitty father doesn't pay child support.

the club's in the school assembly hall so there's a lot of room to run round. they have a table with paper and pencils and felt tips so kids can sit and draw. they have a table with a box full of a mix of lego and mega blocks. there is one empty table just for whatever. in one corner, there is a little crt with a built-in vcr on the floor with some shitty old kids movies on vhs next to it, there are a few beanbags borrowed from the school library (a tiny room that can hardly be called a library but whatever) in front of the tv.

you're an undiagnosed autistic 5 year old that just moved to this school so you just sit in silence playing with lego by yourself and pissing yourself cause you're too autistic to ask to go to the bathroom.

one day. they get an old ps1 for the tv. 3 whole games and no memory card yippeeeee.

the games?

Action Man: Destruction X (anyone remember action man? i had this one doll that came with a snowmobile he could ride that fired giant snowballs out the sides and he had a hole in the back of his head so you could see through the visor on his helmet, it was the COOLEST toy when i got it).

Tweenies: Game Time (if you were a british kid in the early 2000s too poor for cable or whatever, chances are you grew up watching cbeebies and cbbc, maybe citv. my memory is vague but back before the digital switchover and the reign of freeview, when all we had was like 5 analogue channels, when i was young enough to watch cbeebies, i'm pretty sure they had like a cbeebies block and a cbbc block on bbc two in the morning before school)

RAYMAN. finally. a game that wasn't a tie-in, and not only that but it offered passwords in addition to saving so even though we didn't have a memory card, we could write a password down.

rayman was magical. beautifully drawn and animated. to my little child eyes it was just like a cartoon. it was also hard as balls so even with our passwords, we never got very far at all but i was obsessed. whiling away the hours after school fumbling around the first few levels every day. one time an older kid who was actually good at video games was at the club and made some actual progress while i watched mesmerised, had my mind blown when he got the helicopter hair powerup thing.

i later got a ds lite and the first game i got was rayman ds which was a ds port of rayman 2. fucking awesome. got stuck for a while until someone told me that if you let the walking shell chase you in a circle, it gets tired and you can ride it. COOLEST SHIT EVER. got stuck again cause i always got lost in the fire temple place and then on time i got jumpscared by one of those fucking scary bastards popping out from behind a rock and i didn't want finish it until years later when i got an action replay lol.

i stopped playing rayman bc someone let me play new super mario bros on their ds and then i got obsessed with mario until pokemon entered my life and platinum released here may 22nd 2009, the day before my 10th birthday and guess what my dad got me in one of his many attempts to make me not grow up hating him.

there. i'm done. i did make friends with other regulars at the club eventually, that's how i got into pokemon. we'd pretend to be pokemon and i had a sonic oc in like 2007 i would pretend to be sometimes. my exposure to sonic was sonic gems collection for ps2 but in 2007 my dad got me a psp and sonic rivals. sonic gems collection had a museum with unlockable art and sonic rivals had unlockable cards with art so i learned about other sonic games through these images until i got internet and watched the cutscenes on youtube lmao.

[marcholasmoth]

OSRR: 3773

today was nice.

joel and i got up and went to breakfast this morning at a diner nearby. the girl who sat us at our table had a familiar tattoo - it was flapjack! she was so happy to meet someone who watched the owl house when i said something. and breakfast was good, so i'm happy about that.

i brought joel home and went about the rest of my day. i started off at the liquor store so i could pick up something for me and leo. the plan was to get white girl wasted so i didn't want to pass that up lmao. i got a honeycrisp vodka that ended up being pretty good with with a warm, biting aftertaste (weird combo tbh), but it was good. more on that later.

i went up to the school, and it turned out that no one was scheduled for an exam today, so i hung around for a little while and waited just in case. but when no one showed up by about 2, i headed out. i stopped for gas and then at the grocery store for chasers/mixers, and then i made my way to the hotel.

it didn't take long to get there, and thankfully we were on the ground level so i parked my car right outside where our room was and got my shit together, put everything away, and made myself comfortable as i waited for leo.

i drank a little bit and laid down. after the two teeny bottles i drank, i was definitely tipsy

when he got there, i was so happy to see him. (the man fumbled with my shirt so bad lmao)

anyway, we spent some time messing around, and we drank a little bit together, which was nice. a nice floaty feeling accompanied me all evening as we went to dinner at chilis and stopped at best buy before coming back after. thankfully because we were so close to the strip of shops and restaurants, ubers were super cheap and super close by so we didn't have to wait long.

dinner at chilis was so good?? it'd been a while since i last went, and interestingly the last time i went i talked to leo via chat the whole time lmao. kind of fitting to eat with him, yes? but yeah. the waiter was super funny and definitely a car guy, so he and leo talked about cars for a little bit bc leo knows so much about so many things. i was so happy to listen to him talk. it makes me happy.

anyway, after all that, we got back and we drank a little more and fucked around some more too. which was all fun and games until i started bleeding. and APPARENTLY i've been hallucinating the pad in my glove box for months AND the back of my car is WAY too full of shit.

so we doordash some stuff from target, including chocolate and snacks and pads.

but we ended the evening playing video games and just talking - we played mario kart and i spent a decent chunk of time in 1st place, which was wild?? but i didn't place above 4th, which was fine. in the times ive been able to play with leo, my standard placing has improved from 10th to 4th, even on 150cc or 200cc or whatever the level is. but it was chill and no pressure and a lot of fun.

we also played smash. i've gotten to the point where i know what the controls do for kirby, which is a definite improvement! and i can consistently get in range to steal abilities from other characters and be able to use them. and, to my great astonishment and a little bit of saltiness from leo,

i won a round.

i have never won a match in smash bros before. not any iteration, not once.

but i did.

sure leo was crossfaded but the man has played smash for like seven years straight minimum and i still beat him. yes it was only once, but i do not care. i have a photo of the screen saying lil old kirby (me) came in 1st.

it was fucking awesome.

he definitely won the rest of them though lmao

and both of us have been having tummy aches but since i hurt it's harder to deal with? so im hoping it stops hurting soon. i have a doctors appointment tuesday and i need to not hurt for it.

[orphancookie69]

10/2024: Lake Havasu City, AZ

The holidays are coming and stuff is pretty busy for a self employed person, but you still have to make time for yourself! Somehow. We are back for a couple of days!

Wednesday:

We made excellent time getting from California to Arizona. It is funny to think about one would drive 4 hours away to do something they could do at home, like shop, but honestly...california sucks for shopping. Different stores, not everything locked up. We went to Tractor Supply, Lowes, and Walmart. We went to College Street for lunch, I tried their daily special and it was meh. But dinner at Bogies and Stogies was amazing. Wednesday is make your own pasta night. So good, can't wait to do that again! We got some movies in, this night we watched "unhinged" and man that sucked. Modern movies are so pointless.

Thursday:

I got some walking done in the morning. We tried the local excellent diner, Makais, for coffee. It was hair day for my sister, I helped around the salon and we experimented with our family friend on a new business adventure of painting. It was way cooler than you would think it would be. After hair we went to Dutch Bros for a shake and went thrifting at Ross. Movie of the day was "Good On Paper", comic Iliza starred and wrote and directed a film based on one of her ex experiences. Good for her for having the female balls to put that out there. For dinner we went to the Boat House. We used to go there more often but haven't in a while, it was pretty good. We got a couple of rounds of Farkle in, no I did not win any money but a good time was had by all.

Friday:

We walked the other side of the channel this morning. So many people out early and with their dogs. So damn cute. We tried a new coffee place, and the coffee itself was excellent while the ambiance was meh. It was called, "Local Grind Havasu". It was windy as hell too, so I wanted a cozy inside to talk me out of my walk. We split breakfast at Makai's. We hit the stores next to Makai's-the shack and Harley Davidson. We met up with our local friends and went to the annual car show-Relics and Rods. For a car show, it wasn't too bad. That wind though, beat up a gal or two. We headed back to the house and then got ready for an early dinner at Shugrue's. Another place we haven't gone in a while and is pretty good. After dinner there was a last little bit of Farkle before everyone started getting ready for the next day. We did some "community politics" and talked to the neighbors about issues going on that only the people coming together can solve. We finished the day with the movie, "Love and Gelato" and it was pretty good.

Relics & Rods – Lake Havasu City, AZ (relicsandrods.com)

Saturday:

The wind died down enough but we still had more wind than usual coming home. We made good timing coming home, stopping at the local rest stop on the way back. I am glad we did not have overturned big rigs this time, but traffic patterns in California are all messed up anymore.

It was a short trip but a good one. I love seeing my people, and we normally see family we have out there but so little time and so much to do! We plan to come back out for some community business and have a lot to do in the mean time. Have you ever gone to the Relics and Rods car show?

[evereinefaust]

*.·:·.✧ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝟒 𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐬 ✧.·:·.*

"I'll be going out now, big bro, big sis!" [Y/n] called out, idling by the door as she opened them.

Zelda rounded the corner, her half-lidded eyes glancing at her younger sister fully dressed in her uniform and her bag dangling on her shoulder. She let out a big yawn, tiredly rubbing her eyes as she gave a small wave. After a few moments, Dietrich arrived as well to bid goodbye to the youngest.

"You sure you don't need a lift?" the black-haired male asked, patting away his bedhead.

The other twin hummed, folding her arms. "I'll ask Rouin to give you a ride to school."

"That's fine, Evereine said she'll pick me up on the way since the road they take to school is near us," the [h/c]ette dismissed, chuckling at her older siblings' worrywart behavior.

"I see. That's nice of her."

Giving a wave, Dietrich forced a smile despite his tiredness. "Stay safe."

"Bye~" with a final wave, [Y/n] exited her abode and closed the door behind her.

Now that the youngest was out to attend school, the twins were left all alone in their house. Both ravenettes went on to do their morning routine, one was preparing breakfast while the other was sipping on his coffee while browsing through his phone. It was rare for both of them to have a day off, considering their busy work lives as voice actors for many films and now an actor working for Clover Games.

"Zelda."

"What?" the woman whipped her head around, spotting her twin on the couch.

Dietrich turned his head to look back at her, confusion written all over his face. "Am I tripping or something?"

The woman scrutinized her twin. "Speak properly so I can understand you."

"It's just..." he looked back to his phone, tired eyes staring at the date and time on his screen. "Is it really Friday today? I swear [Y/n] went to school six times in a row now."

"It can't be," pausing her work, she also checked her phone.

6:21 AM || March 31 || Friday

"My phone says it's Friday, see?" proving her point, she walked over to the man and showed her the device.

"Huh..." the male exhaled. "Weird."

"You need rest, Trich," the woman shook her head, patting her twin's shoulder before focusing back on preparing their breakfast.

It didn't take long before a message notification popped up on both of their screens. A message coming from a certain manager of theirs.

Rouin Don't forget to be by Clover's at 8. You two are needed for filming the new content.

"But isn't that scheduled for tomorrow?" Dietrich said, rubbing his temple, exasperated. "Did they move the schedule?"

Zelda shook her head. "They won't do that without any prior notice."

"That's really weird," he exhaled, leaning against the sofa out of exhaustion. "If that's the case, then what did we do yesterday?"

"I don't know about you but I have a two-hour session of recording lines for a movie, then I had a podcast in the afterno—wait..."

The woman's abrupt pause enveloped the two in silence. Both twins stared at each other, their dark hues communicating. They checked their phones again, reading through many messages and even checking the emails sent to them. They even went to their calendar which contains the work schedules they have. Their initial confusion was replaced by a sudden realization, before shifting to disbelief.

"Really now..." Dietrich let out a shaky breath, sweat-dropping. He had a hand on his head, rubbing his messy, black locks. His half-lidded onyx hues stared at his phone, defeated. "That troublemaker..."

[Y/n] Did you both receive the text from Rouin? Hehe~ Don't worry, I'll let management know that you two will be late so that they can film the other's parts first. See ya both at the main office later!

"I can't believe she got us like this," Zelda shook her head, face-palming.

【Prank #1: Confuse someone about the date】

→ Success! ←

Before you enter this room, remember that something will definitely catch you off guard. Don't worry, it's not something serious. Just don't remove this letter yet in case someone else enters. Anyway, enjoy~ —[Y/n]

"Well, this is concerning," Syphfride quirked a brow, standing to full height after examining the note taped to the door.

Behind her were Miriande and Ondal. They, too, read the contents of the note. The three of them just arrived at the lounge and instantly saw the yellow post-it note on the door. Pretty much, both males were stoic. Either they were not in the mood to be bothered by [Y/n]'s potential prank or decided that it wouldn't be worth worrying about. It's not like she set the lounge on fire, after all.

"Ooh~ You guys are here!"

The trio whipped their head to the voice, seeing a familiar magenta-haired woman heading their way. Astrid had both hands behind her head, a grin plastered on her lips. Trailing behind her were the three archmages.

"What're ya'll standing there for?" she asked, stopping just a foot away from them.

Ondal crossed his arms. "There's a note that [Y/n] left on the door."

"Is that so? Lemme see!" As the three moved away to give space, Astrid scooted to the door and her attention immediately landed on the bright-colored paper taped on the wood. Her magenta hues scanned the words before breaking into a chortle. "Oh, boy! I can't wait for what [Y/n] has in store for us."

"What's the matter?" Laphlaes asked, finally catching up with the others.

Syphfride glanced at them. "Oh, just a 'warning' note that [Y/n] left on the door."

Lucilicca placed a hand on her forehead, lips pursed thin. "It seems that girl is already up to something. Even Charlotte was acting unusual earlier — like something was going on that we don't know of."

"Considering that today is April 1st, I'm 100% sure they're planning for a prank," Rashad added.

"Either way, let's go inside," with that, Astrid opened the door.

Each pair of eyes scanned the insides of the room, not expecting the surprise laid for them. Some of the adults were worried that [Y/n] would be committing a harmful prank, even assuming that she might do the classic water bucket above door trick. Because if she does, surely not everyone would be happy to be on the receiving end of it.

But they were relieved that it was not the case.

Surprise etched on their faces before some elicited a giggle while others let a smile grace their lips. Astrid was in awe, even. And the almost emotionless Miriande cracked a smile and a slight shake of his head at this dumb yet smile-inducing prank.

"I see now what she meant by that," Syphfride commented, walking into the room to admire the countless googly eyes staring back at her.

"I wonder how long it took her to glue everything with googly eyes," Ondal said. "And surely she has to remove this by the end of the day."

"Now I know what Charlotte and the girls are up to..." the silver-haired woman muttered to herself, releasing a sigh as she trudged over to the dining area.

【Prank #2: Surprise everyone by sticking googly eyes to every piece of furniture in the lounge】

→ Success! ←

As the initial surprise from the group dissipated, they continued with their routine. While the filming crew is arranging the set for later, the actors decided to relax in the lounge in the meantime. Astrid, still impressed by the level of prank, decided to admire the place. The woman took out her phone and recorded the room.

Meanwhile, Syphfride decided to take a little selfie. She took one of the pillows on the couch, its googly eyes rattling. Taking out her phone and extending her arm, the woman hugged the pillow in her other arm, its soft cushion pressing against her cheek. With the front-facing camera ready, Syphfride stuck her tongue out and closed one of her eyes, pressing the button to capture the picture.

Ondal, on the other hand, decided to sink into the comforts of the couch, ready to fall asleep at any time. The murmurs of his co-workers conversing in the dining area and the soft hum of the air conditioner lulled him to slumber.

As for the group by the dining area, they were busy preparing their daily morning beverage to wake them up. Miriande sat by the table, reading a book while waiting for his turn to use the coffee machine. The other three were by the counters, ready to prepare their preferred hot beverage — Rashad and Laphlaes were conversing while prepping the coffee machine as Lucilicca was about to get some cups from the upper cupboard.

As she opened the door, however...

"Gyah!"

Her sudden scream alerted the other people in the room. All eyes landed on her as the woman reeled back in shock. Even Ondal bolted awake from her unexpected scream. She had both of her hands close to her chest, purple eyes wide as saucers. The woman felt like her soul was leaving her body, and her heart was racing from the sudden scare she had experienced.

"What's wrong, Lucilicca?" the redhead asked, concern lacing his tone. A crease appeared between his eyebrows as he hurried to the woman, placing a supporting hand on her back and rubbing it.

She took a shaky breath before exhaling, her cheeks tinted pink from embarrassment. "It's nothing. I just got scared by a plastic cockroach hiding in the cupboards."

As she said that, Rashad went over and inspected the cupboard. As expected, there was a small plastic, toy cockroach just chilling in the middle of the cabinet. It was placed perfectly at the very front, leaning against the overturned cups so that when someone was about to take one, they would immediately touch the cockroach and they would be surprised by its sudden appearance.

"She even has a mini camera hiding here," the tan ravenette stated, noticing the reflection of the device in the corner of the cabinet.

"Y/n] got you good, huh?" Astrid snickered, pointing her phone at the three and zooming in to capture Lucilicca's rare expression.

"I guess we have to be wary of everything now," the blonde man sitting by the table mentioned, rubbing his temple.

"Right."

【Prank #3: Scare someone with a plastic cockroach in the cupboard】

→ Success! ←

The silver-haired woman eventually calmed down from the unexpected scare. Though she can't help but be flustered when she screams like that. Not only did she get pranked by maybe one of the most common pranks out there, but other people witnessed her like that. Although it annoyed her, she had to admit that [Y/n] is a genius troublemaker.

As soon as they settled down, everyone went back to what they were doing prior. Lucilicca already got the cups needed, fully ignoring the brown plastic that managed to scare her out of her wits. And out of spite, she threw the cockroach deeper into the cabinet. For now, the woman didn't know the effects of her action...

Let's just say when everyone forgets about this, it will be the perfect chance for the plastic roach to pounce on its next unsuspecting victim...

"What now..." Rashad pursed his lips in thought. His brows drew together, thinking deeply about the occurrence that just happened. "I'm certain I selected caramel..."

After taking a sip from his cup, Laphlaes grimaced. He licked his lips, golden eyes scrutinizing the contents of his cup. "Oh dear, this is...certainly strong."

Confusion overtook both males' features, even the silver-haired woman was having a hard time drinking her beverage. As Rashad stood aside and examined his chosen drink, Miriande, and Syphfride took their turn to get their desired hot beverage. Placing a cup under the machine, the blonde pressed a button on the machine and it gave a mechanical whirr before pouring liquid contents into the cup.

It didn't take long for the cup to be filled with hot liquid and the machine stopped, beeping to indicate it finished pouring the desired drink. Miriande carefully took his cup and inhaled the fresh aroma of the drink. However, as soon as his eyes landed on the content and the smell entered his nose, he frowned.

"There must be something wrong with the machine," he informed, returning to his seat and placing down his cup.

"It seems so," the redhead agreed.

Astrid skipped towards them, noticing their grim expressions. She had a gist of what was happening, all linking back to a certain troublemaker. "Alright, what is it this time?"

"Everyone's drinks are mixed up," Syphfride claimed, a cup in hand. Putting down her drink, she placed a hand under her chin, observing each cup on the table. "It seems that the machine's image isn't matching up with the content it discharges. I pressed black coffee but it poured out mocha."

"Mhm. I think mine's black coffee," Laphlaes said, showing everyone his cup. "I chose butterscotch but it turned out to be different instead."

Silence enveloped them as they stared at their cups. At this point, they were certain that [Y/n] messed with the coffee maker machine. They didn't know how or if she was legally allowed to do so. Now, the group was having a dilemma as to how to deal with this situation. A) They could throw out the contents of their cup and try and guess which button is the right one for their chosen beverage. B) They could suck it up and finish the drinks.

Either way, their morning didn't pan out exactly as they intended.

【Prank #4: Confuse someone with the switched flavors on the coffee-making machine】

→ Success! ←

As the time of filming was nearing, the filming crew was preparing the set in the studio. Various props were moved around, arranging the practical set with green screens in the background. Most of the staff were moving props around inside the studio, while others transferred props from the storage room to the studio.

"What else do we need to get?" a certain man asked, opening the door to the props storage room.

Two of his colleagues followed him inside, their eyes scanning the plethora of practical props neatly arranged on the shelves.

"The director said we need the heroes' weapons."

"Where is it located again?"

A woman pointed in the corner. "I believe it was there where they stored the weapons."

"Alright," nodding, the man ventured deep into the storage room.

He passed by multiple shelves, gaze scanning the intricate props that the props maker made for this game. Despite not everything being used, it is still admirable how each object was created with care and detail. Focusing back on his task, he eventually reached the shelves that contained the iconic weapons of each hero.

"Hm... Let's see," he hummed to himself, carefully pushing aside the weapons that weren't needed. "What was Solphi's weapon look like? There's a lot of staff-like weapons used by the characters, after all."

In his search, something moved in the corner of his eye. He ignored it, thinking that it might be just his imagination or that his fellow workers were walking around the area. However, some unexpected noises entered his ear, and that immediately alerted the man.

He paused, whipping his head around to scan the vicinity. Nothing. Just rows of shelves filled with props. A nervous sweat rolled down the side of his face, his heartbeat getting faster by the second. After a moment of silence, he let out an exhale, rubbing his head.

"Those guys might be messing with me," he murmured to himself.

However, as soon as he said that and turned his head, an unexpected appearance caught him off-guard.

"What the f—Jesus!"

The man reeled back, his sudden scream alerted his fellow workers. Both of his arms were out in front of his face in a defensive stance. The man's heart rate was rapid, its drumming sound filling his ears. Even his face was red and littered with sweat. His wide eyes stared at a certain girl hiding behind the shelf that stored the weapons, only her menacing upper face seen. Soon, her eyes crinkled and she elicited a giggle.

"Jesus... Can you please not do that, [Y/n]?" After a moment of calming down his nerves, he reprimanded.

"Ufufu~"

The girl slinked back into the darkness of the aisle, hiding behind the shelves and using the props to her advantage. The man watched as the [h/c]ette disappeared from his sight, probably hiding away in another aisle and scaring the crap out of his fellow workers.

"I know it's April Fools and all but jeez... I never signed up for this..."

However, it seems that not only was he unfortunate enough to be targeted by the girl, but even the companions who went with him weren't spared from it. And it seems that [Y/n] wasn't alone.

"Gyah! C-Cannae?!"

"Even you, Lyn?!"

【Prank #5: Scaring the staff by hiding around the storage area】

→ Success! ←

"Has anyone seen [Y/n] lately?" Helga asked.

Alev glanced at the older woman. "I didn't."

"I see."

"What's the matter?" Vanessa questioned, just finished fixing her outfit in the mirror.

Helga sighed, crossing her arms. "Oh, it's just that girl was causing some trouble since earlier."

"Mhm," Aran nodded, recalling the surprise the youth prepared in the lounge. "The others who first arrived at the lounge saw the whole place covered in googly eyes."

"Really? I haven't gone there yet," Vanessa's eyes widened a bit, but soon she chuckled. "I'll try and visit later."

The women were inside the restroom. It was nearing lunchtime when the four of them coincidentally met in the place, and they'd heard a couple of stories about a certain someone wreaking havoc on this day. Fortunately for them, they've just arrived at the building so they haven't chanced upon [Y/n]'s special pranks prepared for them.

They idled there for a while, conversing and sharing stories about a certain [h/c]-haired teen and her gang of mischiefs. It didn't take long for the door to creak open and two women entered inside.

"Oh, hello everyone," Cesaire greeted with a small wave.

Arkanath followed, sending her colleagues a smile as well.

"Did you two just arrive?" the oldest in the group asked.

Cesaire nodded, walking over to the sinks. "Yes. My part is scheduled in the afternoon."

Opening the faucet, the woman soaked her hands in water first. After a few seconds, she closed the faucet and was about to get some liquid soap from the dispenser. However, as soon as she pushed the pump, it didn't dispense any liquid. Cesaire tried a couple of times, but nothing still came out.

"How about this?" Alev gave her another dispenser.

The woman smiled, taking the bottle. "Thanks."

Cesaire once again tried to get soap. She pushed the pump multiple times, but still, nothing came out. At this point, the other women were confused. Helga said that there must be a problem with the pump with the ones they tried. At that, they tried all six dispensers to see if any were working. But alas, it was to no avail.

"We might ask for a pump replacement," Aran stated, taking the bottle and trying to open it. However, it didn't budge. "What the?"

"What's wrong?" Vanessa glanced at the redhead struggling.

"I don't know if it's stuck or I'm just weak," she huffed, trying her best to make the lid move.

Fortunately — or unfortunately — she wasn't the only one who had the same fate. Arkanath, Alev, and Helga all tried to open the other soap dispenser, but none opened. That is until Cesaire decided to tilt the bottle and saw that the clear contents inside weren't affected by gravity.

"I had a suspicion that [Y/n] might've tampered with this as well," the woman sighed, shaking the bottle and seeing that the liquid was still not moving and stuck to the bottom of the bottle.

Helga took one bottle as well, her golden eyes scrutinizing the content of the bottle. "This must be clear glue."

"So [Y/n] replaced each bottle with clear glue?" Alev asked, shocked.

Vanessa closed her eyes and let a defeated smile decorate her face. "I believe so."

As the women were contemplating the occurrence, the door creaked open and their eyes immediately landed on the newcomer. A mop of magenta peeked inside and soon a certain female entered.

"Oh, looks like I made it in time!" Astrid chirped, a large grin on her face. In her hand was a bottle of soap, still full. "Hehe~ Looks like you ladies also fell for another of [Y/n]'s tricks~"

"Tell me about it," Cesaire shook her head, a small smile on her lips at how she fell for the child's trick.

"We better be prepared for later then," Helga exhaled, her expression softening.

【Prank #6: Confuse someone with the glue 'hand sanitizer' in the restroom】

→ Success! ←

"Hey, everyone! We brought some snacks!" Lyn waved as she and her group made their way toward the table where their friends were.

Since it was lunchtime, the LOH crew was having lunch at the cafeteria. [Y/n], Cannae, Lyn, and Charlotte were absent for a brief moment after they ate lunch, and just returned with plates of snacks that they brought with them. The girls carefully placed four plates on the table, two were filled with takoyaki and the other two were filled with caramel apples.

"Wow, did you guys order these?" Nine's plum-colored hues sparkled as he eyed the delicious treats in front of him.

[Y/n] smirked, both hands on her hips. "Not really, I just asked for help from my classmates."

"Somehow, I'm quite suspicious of these," Zelda mentioned, sweat-dropping at another potential prank set by her younger sister.

Dietrich nodded, a crease between his brows as his gaze squinted at the food. "Agreed."

"Come on! It's been midday, don't you think that we also need a break from pranks?" Cannae huffed, her cheeks puffing out as she glared at her older cousins. "Besides, [Y/n] is considerate enough to bring you these treats."

"As if..." the raven-haired male muttered under his breath.

The [h/c]-tressed actress rolled her eyes at them, ignoring her older siblings' words. She shifted her focus on her friends, sending them a reassuring smile. Picking a clean fork, she then jabbed a takoyaki and took half a bite. While the other half was still on the fork, she showed everyone the insides.

"I put nothing in the takoyaki, see?" she claimed, scanning her friends' expressions. Soon, she pouted. "Come on~ These would be a waste if you guys don't eat it."

Because of that, it seems that it was enough to convince them. One by one, they each took their preferred snack. Most took about two to three pieces of takoyaki, savoring the robust flavor of the treat. As for the others, they were happily munching on the sweet and crisp caramel apple.

After a few minutes of hesitation, the twins decided to let go of their lingering doubts and choose one each. Zelda chose to take a takoyaki just to savor the taste as she was still full. Dietrich, on the other hand, picked a caramel apple to satiate his sweet tooth.

Everyone seemed to be enjoying the snack, chatting with each other to pass the time. Slowly, the plates of takoyaki and caramel apples are diminishing, and so far, no incidents are happening. The twins were about to sigh in relief at the respite when...

"Khoff... khoff..." Bianca coughed after swallowing a takoyaki, a fist covering her mouth.

"Are you alright? Here, have some water," Charlotte gave a glass of water to the woman.

The blonde took the glass and drank a gulp, fully swallowing the takoyaki. However, the numbing sensation in her mouth hadn't left. Her face was slightly flushed as a few sweats littered her face. And it seems that she wasn't the only one experiencing the same fate.

One by one, some of their friends were coughing after taking a bite of the takoyaki. Kartis turned his head away from the others, hiding the cough in his fist. After, he too, drank a glass of water. Mikhail, on the other hand, froze upon putting the takoyaki inside his mouth. He hadn't moved since and just silently glared at his younger cousin who looked at him innocently.

The Selkena siblings weren't faring well either — after Nine took a bite of the takoyaki, he also coughed, his entire face slowly becoming tomato. Solphi, on the other hand, tried not to let a sound, but her face scrunched up and she frequently drank her juice. 

Zelda's face bloomed red, feeling the numbing spice in her tongue and whole mouth. What's even worse is that she can't spit out the takoyaki and painstakingly chew the treat before completely swallowing. Instantly grabbing her iced tea, she took big gulps to cool off her entire mouth.

"This one is super spicy, isn't it?" Aslan commented, hiding his discomfort by chuckling. But, he also, coughed a bit, face turning hot.

Rosanna grunted, a crease appearing in between her brows. She took half a bite of the treat and didn't finish the remaining half. "And here I thought nothing was going to happen."

"Teehee~" [Y/n] only stuck her tongue out playfully.

"Bleh! What luck," After taking a large bite of her treat, Baretta instantly tasted the sharpness of the white onion hiding beneath the layer of caramel.

Soon, one by one, the others also took a bite of their sussy caramel 'apple'. Dhurahan flinched when his teeth brushed against the layer of the onion, its natural smell covered by the sweetness of the caramel. He pursed his lips, looking at the young girls who only offered him a sweet and innocent smile.

Mei Ling, as well, noticed that she was not eating an apple after taking a bite of it. As a layer of onion was already in her mouth, she had to excuse herself to puke out the content. As for Olivia, she scrapped the caramel off and saw the onion underneath. Then, the silverette began to consume the sweet caramel while the onion sat in the middle of her plate.

However, the only person who was very unfortunate was Dietrich. Since he wasn't expecting bad to happen this late, he took big bites of the caramel onion. And oh boy, he immediately regretted his decision to be a glutton. With his cheeks puffed up from the bite and his tongue moving the onion inside his mouth, all he could do was glare at his younger sister with glassy hues.

【Prank #7: Give someone a spicy takoyaki & caramel onion】

→ Success! ←

A certain pinkette woke up from his nap upon hearing the soft ringing of his alarm and its vibration against the mattress. Joshua turned off the alarm he set and stretched his limbs. Although he was still tired from his voice-acting session in the morning, he forced himself to fully wake as he now needed to film the content for the game.

After a half-hearted fix of his outfit and hair, the young adult exited the lounge and proceeded towards the dressing room and get ready for his part in the film. The walk down the halls was quiet, and he was glad that it was, considering the multitudes of conversations that talk about one subject: [Y/n].

One reason why Joshua was not looking forward to going to work today was that it was April 1st. And considering a certain [h/c]-haired female being his co-worker in this company, he knew that she would go all in trying to prank everyone and just be a menace in general.

Fortunately for him, he wasn't here most of the morning, so he missed many of her potential pranks...

Or so he thought.

"Oh my, you too?"

Upon opening the door to the dressing room, the man was greeted with a peculiar sight. Inside the room were a couple of his co-actors being wiped by the staff. Inside were Fram, Helena, Ricardo, and Nine being attended by the make-up staff. On one side of the room were the infamous [Y/n] and her younger cousin. Both were kneeling on the floor with their arms up. Rouin was sitting on a chair beside them, writing in his notebook while monitoring the girls.

Confusion washed over his face, his fatigue disappearing completely. As he took a step into the room, he noticed that some of his friends had something on their faces.

"Melissa, can you please help Joshua wipe his face?" Aurea called while she was busy attending Nine.

"On it!" the mentioned woman took a pack of baby wipes before hurrying over to the pink-haired actor. 

"Wait... What's happening exactly?" Joshua rubbed his temple, a crease in between his eyebrows.

However, instead of an explanation, he was given a mirror. Upon receiving the item and hovering it in front of his face his eyes widen a bit in surprise. On his fair skin were words and drawings written using a pink marker. He used his finger to touch the mark and as expected, it didn't wipe off immediately.

He sighed. "Really now...?"

"Well, at least it can be removed in a few minutes," Aurea chuckled, trying to reassure him.

"Welcome to the club, Joshua!" Fram beamed.

"Yeah, you will get free face cleansing," Ricardo added, snickering at his joke.

"This is the second time I fell for her prank," the raven-haired boy pouted.

Helena exhaled, and the corner of her lips turned upward. "Well, this is not good news for the two."

"See that, you two? Now you must wait until Joshua's face is clean before your punishment ends."

"Eeeh...?"

"Tch..."

At that, Joshua glanced at Cannae and [Y/n] who were being punished for their misdeeds. The [h/c]-haired female only pouted, staring at her fellow friends being cleaned by the staff. And despite the prank that was pulled on him, Joshua can't help but smirk at [Y/n]'s situation.

Maybe being pranked like this wasn't that bad, after all.

【Prank #8: Draw on someone's face with a marker】

→ Success! Kinda... ←

"Ian, I like you..." [Y/n] said, her face expressionless.

The black-haired adult blinked a few times before he smiled and tilted his head. "I like you too."

However, the girl frowned at his words. "No. I mean—"

"I know. This is a prank, isn't it?"

[Y/n] was left baffled by Ian's claim. His narrowed golden hues bore into her, the smirk on his lips never leaving. He has the look that says he knows what she is planning and that nothing will go past him. And no matter what excuses the young girl has in store, Ian will still be the one breaking her off her acting.

Soon, the girl frowned. "Tch. You're no fun."

Ian just chuckled, patting her head. "Happy April Fools to you as well, [Y/n]."

After that complete defeat with Ian, the girl roamed around the halls in search of her next victim. Her eyes scanned the halls and luckily for her, a certain toothpaste-haired man had just rounded the corner. A smirk appeared on her lips as she sprinted towards him.

"Charles~"

"Ugh... What is it now?" the man groaned, not in the mood to deal with her antics.

Despite his attitude, [Y/n] completely ignored it and instead acted coy. "I have something to tell you."

"What is it?" he raised a brow, a bit hesitant to hear what she had to say.

"I..." she pursed her lips, brows creased together while shyly glancing at him. "I...like you."

This confession caught him off-guard. He had a slight blush on his shocked face. "Excuse me?"

Despite his reaction, [Y/n] refused to break her acting yet. Instead, she fidgeted in her place. "Mhm."

It took Charles a few moments to snap out of his shock, his brain not comprehending the words that came out from this child. And as soon as he composed himself, he crossed his arms and had a look of annoyance. Raising his hand, he then flicked her forehead out of the blue, receiving a surprised yelp from the girl.

"Don't think that you can fool me, child. I know your schemes and I know that you've been pranking everyone since earlier since it's April Fools," he reprimanded, sighing. "And don't do this again."

"Tch," placing a hand on her throbbing forehead, the young girl decided to leave the man alone.

She walked around a bit more, spotting a certain raven-haired shorty just a few feet away. Instantly, her face lit up, jogging toward where he was.

"Bran~don~"

"Go away."

"Ah! Wait!"

And just like that, [Y/n] had to chase the man down and ended up losing him in the process. At the three consecutive fails, the young girl still pushed through with her prank. In her list, she had to find Biryu, Krom, Raligon, Waltz, Axel, and Schneider.

She found Biryu next, and although she did her best to be convincing with her confession, Biryu nonchalantly turned her down. Either he caught on to her schemes or was genuine with his words, she didn't know. Next, she found Waltz. Unlike the others, when she confessed, Waltz was blooming red and was a stuttering mess. However, he quickly regained his composure and hesitantly asked if it was a prank, which she ultimately admitted that it was.

Then, she chanced upon Axel while in the garden. As it was the perfect place and moment for a confession, she then did. Axel, of course, blushed at the sudden confession but instantly caught on to her schemes. And like Ian, he, too, pacified the girl while she was sulking about her pranks failing.

After returning inside the building, she spotted Krom making his way to the lounge. She had hoped that he would fall for the bait and when she did confess, she was surprised that he did. Although, he immediately dismissed her confession and it turned into a mild reprimand and lecture that she had to tell him that it was just a joke.

And just her luck, after meeting with the blue-haired adult, [Y/n] encountered Raligon on the way. Unlike Brandon, Raligon seems to be innocent enough to fall for her schemes, or at the very least, humor her. Though, the girl had hoped that he would believe her words. It's not like it's a lie — she does like him, just like everyone else. But, despite her hopes, Raligon crushed it. It was like she was dealing with Ian all over again, but she couldn't even get mad at the redhead due to his innocent and cheerful attitude. And that's why he had to pacify her when she sulked.

Last but not least, Schneider. Although he is the perfect candidate for such a prank, [Y/n] had to pull back a bit with this one. After spotting the boy and doing her perfect confession, Schneider instantly took her words literally and she panicked that he might be falling too deep into it. So after his flustered state and stuttering mess, she had to come clean that it was indeed just a prank.

【Prank #9: Fluster someone with a sudden confession】

→ Success...? ←

"Great job, everyone!" the director shouted. "Let's take a break!"

The actors left the set after the last take. Despite finishing her part to film earlier, [Y/n] decided to stay and watch the filming on set. She had a plate full of cookies and a tray of cold water for her friends. As soon as they walked to the benches, she offered them the cookies and water.

Everyone thanked her for it, completely forgetting if she tampered with it or just ignored it altogether. It's been a long day and worrying about the girl's schemes is low on their priority list. So, without any second doubt, they each took a cookie and drank a sip of the water.

"I'm not very good at baking but I hope these will give you the sugar that you need," [Y/n] said, smiling innocently with her eyes closed.

Her friends sweatdropped after taking a bite, tasting the tinge of saltiness in the cookies. Since they didn't know if she genuinely made it for them out of her goodwill or was another of her pranks, they decided not to speak out their thoughts. Instead, they turned to the water and took a sip for every bite. Yet again, their tastebuds were filled with something unexpected — the sourness of lemon.

Whilst the actors were busy munching on the cookies and drinking the sour water with conflicted expressions, [Y/n] watched everything unfold. Her half-lidded [e/c] hues contained a mix of pleasure and ego — a menacing look indeed.

"Happy April Fools, everyone~"

【Prank #10: Give someone a salty cookie & lemon water】

→ Success! ←

[tommyoboe]

BRISTOL 2024.

Hello and Happy New Year! Is this a time where one should be making lots of resolutions such as going to the gym and eating vegan food, which will ultimately fall short to the temptation of lebkuchen at Lidl for 20p and the lure of a Knoops hot chocolate wrapped up in an Arket blanket? Don't mean to show off there, but no.

Instead, on a sort of impulse and conversation I had the other day with Cameron, I thought I would write about our recent trip to Bristol that kicked off the new year. Following this up with some music I have recently been enjoying, here is what we found.

We stayed in a delightful Shepherd's Hut filled with everything we needed for a cosy night after roaming the marvellous streets of Bristol. With Wi-Fi included, teas, coffees and underfloor heating for the cool January nights, it was an ideal choice. The neighbourhood was quiet but full of character, and the hut itself was essentially tucked at the back of a residential garden. However, we had full privacy, security, and check in and out was super straightforward.

We enjoyed some excellent food on the harbour from Small Goods, including an insanely good stracciatella focaccia and ginger and lemon curd doughnut to go with a fruity batch filter.

A stroll along the harbour front took us past a fun selection of quirky buildings and barges, then up to Bristol's main shopping centre. The layout was much friendlier than other shopping centres across the UK, with light pouring through a sky roof and a generally more outdoorsy feel. We only stopped briefly to browse a cute stationery store before moving on to Gloucester Road, Europe's longest road of independent shops and cafés. If we had another day or two here we would have tried one of the many scrumptious looking eateries and coffee shops, like The Crafty Egg, Poquito Coffee and Cafe Kino, but we were treated to many sightings along the way.

Here was the first stop, providing us with an array of colourful books, stationery, framed pieces and greetings cards. This was followed by Wild Leaf, a plant haven with expert advice and practically every plant imaginable, including some new finds for both of us to take home.

Ustudio was a huge highlight for. This was bursting to the brim with high quality decorative pieces, from Studio Arhoj's fantastic collection of ghosts and crystal blobs to indulgent Fatso Chocolate to a pristine selection of Kinto glassware and travel gear. I did well to only walk out with some dried lavender for a new pot I received for Christmas, but this Scandinavian feast of wonders had Cameron and I filled with excitement.

After a pause at Tincan for further caffeination, we strolled in the rain back down the street towards the promise of an evening meal. I always enjoy cities where the rain doesn't become a debilitating factor, and rather it is just part of a buzzing atmosphere and people continue with their daily lives with looks of content. Bristol is one of those places.

Three Brother's Burgers was our choice for the evening, offering up an impressive amount of choice on toppings, sides and a whole separate menu for veggies and vegans. I enjoyed the Smokey Bro Burger, with cheddar, smoked bacon, BBQ relish and crispy onions, along with loaded fries and chicken wings, which we shared. This came with a blue cheese dip; although I don't normally go for blue cheese, this sauce complimented the chicken nicely!

Rounding off our evening were some terrific cocktails from The Clockwork Rose. This candlelit establishment had several nods to the Steampunk era with decorative masks and ornaments hanging from an inviting fireplace, but it struck a balance between these elements and a more general feel of stepping into the 1920s, which I found highly comforting. My drink of choice was an Old Fashioned, while Cameron had a silky combination of Canadian whisky, bourbon and espresso all brought together with flavours of maple. Sublime.

We gently rose the next morning and headed over to bustling Bedminster for coffee and shopping. Sweven was our choice for a caffeine fix, with a wonderful selection of espresso and filter options, and a counter of delicious cakes and pastries. Our house filters were so well balanced, with the first containing notes of blackcurrant and butterscotch, and the second watermelon and jasmine. The service was excellent and the atmosphere was warm and relaxed.

On we went through this lively suburb, through corners of street art; board game stores with old childhood favourites like Quirkle, and idyllic houses I would happily to move to in the future. We reached Clifton Village, known primarily for its Suspension Bridge. We took in the view before heading into the village itself for a bite to eat at Foliage Café. The croque monsieur was excellent, fresh and full of flavour. I loved the combination of brunch offerings, convenience foods and greenery.

We ended our trip on Whiteladies Road, including a visit to Oskar Furniture to delight over pieces we would like for our future home and embracing the Georgian architecture more typical of neighbouring Bath.

Bristol is somewhere I could easily do again and again; it has everything and feels truly alive!

Here is an album I have recently enjoyed:

Roosevelt - Embrace. The fourth album from the German musician gloriously kicks off with the anthem like Ordinary Love. Yucca Mesa builds to Paralyzed, a track I couldn't help but dance and dance to. My favourite listing is Fall Right In, which asserts an overwhelming motion of life and the moment. Perhaps fitting as we approach the last song: Alive.

That's all from me; I shall spend my last day of the Christmas holiday watching quiz shows, gorging on treats from the Early Bird Bakery and practising cor anglais. See you soon!

[survivor-trinidad-and-tobago]

Episode 3: "I put my entire calypsussy into this challenge"—Zee

In this round: A twist splits the two tribes into three; Kolby and Champ sow the seeds to gaslight Alex at merge; Drea is medically evacuated in the middle of the challenge, leaving Raffy to take on the editing role for the Movie Trailer challenge; Nick shows up the day before the challenge is due with an entirely new, AI-generated script for consideration, then gets sick and doesn't submit any footage for the challenge; Kathryn offers herself up for tribute when Maracas inevitably loses; and Colin finds an idol—hope they make good use of it later!

Soca Confessionals

Alex

Well, my game just changed by a fucking lot. I just lost my entire alliance AND Champ. I at least have Steven, who kind of got me into this mess, and Kaleigh but I haven't talked game with her at all. I've gotta assume Steven has been talking with her through the screen cap challenge so I hope we can stick together. They're at least both strong in challenges. But Champ let me know that Raffy is here to play and that he plays WELL, so I've either gotta go for him first or figure out what I can do to get on his good side. I've at least got an extra vote, and I'm gonna be "transparent" about my shot in the dark because in a 3 v 3 at tribal I have to assume they'd think it be reckless and selfish to ever use. Okay. I can do this.

Michael

I really like Alex and Kaleigh. My biggest allies were Drea and Raffy, but drea had to leave so that kind of messed some things up. I don't feel super secure. Probably going to have to flip and go Raffy when it comes to it. The other 3 seem too tight. Raffy is my biggest threat since we are the only 2 Calypso left on this tribe. We're both targets. My path to the end is going to be paved with friendship and challenge wins. Will hunt when I have time!

Kaleigh

what a wild ride it’s been!! okay we swapped groups and now my tribe is me, steven, alex, michael, and raffy. i’ve learned (thru steven who learned from taffy) that zee is siblings w aj which blew my mind. INFORMATION! ummm alex and steven and i have a little original soca 3 alliance, still have not been to tribal, andddd I MISS ZEE!!!! their lil wes anderson video was so cuteeeee.

last night i was up late and was (i think) the first person to see that we have another boat excursion. my thinking was, OH, YAY, I’VE NEVER BEEN AROUND WHEN A BOAT CAME ! bc the two other times we’ve had a boat come the first person to respond and be like “i’ll go!” ended up going. so i was like, ok, i’m not gonna say i wanna go cuz i kinda don’t, and steven’s already been on an excursion, and i do nottttt want any kind of advantage to be outside of my soca alliance, so i’m just gonna respond and vote for alex and then everyone else will and we’ll all be good. NOPE! in the morning raffy responds and is like “i kinda wanted to go” LMAO BABE? WHAT? SORRY, NO. so alex and steven both msg me and are like uhhh what are u doing LMFAOOOOO LIKE ALEX DEFINITELY DID NOT WANT TO GO AND STEVEN WAS LIKE ?????? DOES ALEX WANT TO GO?????? oopsies. anyway so i told them both i was just up late and eager to not let michael or raffy get an advantage. steven was like ok makes sense , but alex was sooooooo resistant bc he did the hero challenge and got a shot in the dark, like he even suggested that he vote for raffy in the hopes of doing a split? absolutely not! anyway this was my first time feeling like a messy bitch in the game cuz i clearly pissed off or at least ruffled the feathers of my soca alliance with my 2am decision to throw Alex’s name out there and vote for him for the excursion.

okay what else… i like michael, he seems chill and we talked a little about tv stuff. i get the distinct feeling that raffy has zero interest in working with me. steven and alex have both mentioned talking to him privately about the game and i’m like bro he rly isn’t talking to me LMAO like his bio is like “i’m a book nerd!” so i messaged him day 1 and was like omg me too, u reading anything good? and he was like no i’ve been busy. and the convo died right there LMAO which like, sure ok, ur busy… but i’ve never met a book nerd who didn’t like LEAAAPPPPPPP on a chance to talk to another book person about their favs or what they’ve been reading or whatever. so yeah that feels a little sticky bc it seems like raffy is talking about the game with evvvvveryone in my tribe except me. BUT i feel good about my alliance with steven and alex and hopefully zee and champ toooooooooooooo if i make it to the mergey merge.

also i found a dog thanks to zee, NOW WE HAVE A DOG! the vote for keeping it or not hasn’t concluded but hopefully the dog will stay? like who’s gonna vote no for the dog? come on. anyway strongest allies rn are steven and alex and hopefully zee - if i HAD to target someone it would be raffy only bc it *rly* feels like he doesn’t want to work w me, but i’m def not targeting him rn bc i know he’s allied w steven and possibly alex too and their numbers are my numbers rn ((i think)).

let’s see, who are the biggest threats… zee, i’m starting to think steven, and also maybe alex… why am i just naming my literal closest allies LMFAOOOOOOOJFKDLSAJFDKLSFJDKLAS i didn’t even mean to do that. i guess i’m just seeing UP CLOSE more of their game play than anyone else’s so i’m like OH UR RLY PAYING ATTN!! you know i will say that the idea of voting off someone i'm close w sends a chill down my spine. like i literally don't think i could vote for steven or zee at this point. okay well there’s my update

Raffy

Ok I have a lot to say. So from this tribe swap, I actually didn’t mind how I got swapped. Steven was with me and Andrea was with me. I didn’t feel swap screwed and felt that I was in a good position to survive till either merge or the next swap. However, then Andrea had to leave game. Now I kind of feel all alone. Sure there’s Michael but I don’t really know where I stand with him. And Steven does have some connections with Kaleigh and Alex from original tribes. I’m definitely worried about next tribal.

I did find like 4 advantages though! One challenge advantage, one transparent advantage, one advantage to talk to someone on another tribe, and an idol! So I’m swimming in riches at this point. I feel much more confident with these tools by my side.

During the challenge, my tribe was a little annoying with getting good clips that weren’t bad. Also not Kaleigh just outright refusing to send me b-roll lol. That rubbed me the wrong way. And I wish I pushed more for not doing vertical cause it did look bad and had to use some BS excuse on the judges so they wouldn’t dock too many points. Right now my tribe rankings goes as follows from best to “I wanna vote out first”: Steven, Alex, Michael, Kaleigh. I put Kaleigh in the bottom because early in the morning she locked in her vote for Alex to go on the excursion without discussing it with anyone! Like that’s shady and lets me know they might be working together. Well now I wanna go on excursion so that duo doesn’t get their way.

Steven

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Calypso Confessionals

Champ

Omg where do I start… Steven and Astyn go on an excursion and then the tribe splits and STEVEN DOESNT PICK ME? NAHHH omg I got stuck on the inactive tribe lmfao but I’m so glad tribes split evenly and I got Zee on my tribe cuz the girl is putting in the mother fucking work, the Marcas tribe or whatever’s video was so bad that it should’ve been a comedy, I was laughing so hard(sorry that’s kinda mean but I mean it with love). Anywayyys Kolby and I planned to spread lies to our tribes in hopes of making things less boring lol. Jacks cool, Colin’s cool, Zee’s cool, Lexi’s cool, Astyn doesn’t talk lmfao and the clip of the white wall when Zee wanted an esthetic background had me DEAD

Lexi

Okay the movie challenge was so cool. Zee once again took the lead in a way that I so appreciated, she really made the whole challenge so easy for everyone else. I feel like I’ll always feel confident if I’m in the same tribe as Zee.

Zee

I put my entire calypsussy into this challenge, and it paid off 😎

Astyn

Colin

I FOUND AN IDOLLLL

i'm so EXCITED. right before a swap, this is perfect timing. it's gonna be so hard for me but I'm gonna try my best to not say anything about it to anyone.

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I was feelin really nervous for this challenge because it seemed like Zee was literally doing all the work. but sis came THROUGH. the trailer turned out so so cool and WE WON!!

first round i don't have to go to tribal!! i'm gonna enjoy my lil break hehe

Jack

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Maracas Confessionals

Kolby

Eman

Things what happened to me today 1 - A bird flew into our picture window and died 2 - My crutches fell and knocked over my tumbler of cold brew 3 - I dumped the very last of my loose powder all over the bathroom floor 4 - I tore one of my two remaining pair of jeans 5 - My favorite necklace broke 6 - I got ripped from the clutches of my tribe

1 and 6 upset me the most. Though 5 has me pretty unhappy as well.

As I write this I don't even know where I've landed yet.

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Seriously - that's what I feel like this morning. Everyone's favorite ACE auntie eman is having a very rough time being positive this morning, but that doesn't mean I'll stop trying.

But if something doesn't give soon the carrot may have to give way for the stick because I can only try the same thing so many times before I question whether I'm giving way to insanity.

Anyway . . . TONY and I are getting on very well. And I've had a few good one-on-one conversations with Kolby(!) (who is probably too young to know why the exclamation point after his name makes me giggle with memories of a failed presidential run from a former governor of Florida) and I wish he would engage as actively in the primary chat.

Tanner also started a chat with me and then ghosted after I replied. I've called Kathryn out in the primary but I might try something with her privately today--bonding over the shared "mom" role or something cuz I refuse to just give up. Yeah, I'm kinda bummed at being abandoned (although I did tell Steven I would accept his decision regardless, and part of me maybe wonders if he let me go because he knew I would fare well on my own and could then come back, so it just means Astyn didn't do their homework and/or Steven persuaded them not to pick me--and/or based on my bio I was unappealing . . . there's a lot of ways I could read this, and--like I said, I'm trying to stay positive and keep fighting). Now to go back to trying to be the fluffer and puffer upper . . .

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So, after my confession yesterday morning, I was so excited to suddenly hear from Kathryn (and she seems super-fun, just getting that out there).

And then . . . more crickets. I keep ping-ponging between hopeful and hopeless. But we've got 36 hours to hammer this out, so I'm not gonna give up. And if I have to pull this together with stock footage, team photos and my own narration I will. And we've got somewhere between a 20% and a 35% advantage so that's gotta count for something.

But seriously folks - stop expecting me to do your emotional labor; it's sexist and lazy. So when I ask how you want to participate, don't turn it back on me to find a role for you. I expect me to tell you how you want to participate, what're you good at? What are you comfortable with? HOW DO YOU WANT TO PARTICIPATE.

But no - I gotta make a good impression and get along and get the thing done, and these people are virtual (and virtual) strangers, so I'll do your emotional labor, but I'm gonna remember that you're making me do it (Tanner, Nick, and even you Kolby).

(I will neither confirm nor deny that this might also be the order in which I'm targeting folks should we wind up going to tribal)

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I don't normally do these, but since i had my phone out for other reasons... get a view of my backyard, a glamour shot of my damned foot, and my rambling opinion about everything.

Tanner

I need to make my new tribe feel connected to me

Tony

We just finished the movie trailer challenge and that was a doozy. I feel like we tried our best but didn’t get the full support/assistance from the tribe. This will be our first tribal council so hopefully I’m still here to write my next confessional

Nick

I hate throwing up. It's my least favorite activity.

Eman

HAHAHAHAH!!

The best laid plans.

I was fully ready to cast a vote for either Tanner or Nick, and then Kathryn, delightful Kathryn, had to go and volunteer to get voted off.

And with regret, I'm going to accept the offer - because why waste capital (and my extra vote) trying to change a sure thing.

And even if I think Kathryn at her perceived uselessness will still be more useful than Nick or Tanner, I am not going to tell someone else they're wrong, nor am I going to have them resent me by going against their own wishes.

At least I'm still alive. With an extra vote and a 10% advantage going into the next challenge.

I'm also bizarrely optimistic about my chances of surviving on this non-participatory tribe and making the merge . . . and then who knows!

Kathryn

So, this was a chaotic time. We swapped around tribes a couple times and then got set with a "challenging challenge" with a very short time limit (ಥ⌣ಥ). I can't believe we managed to get a movie trailer made in just a couple days, and everyone actually helped out in making it! Color me surprised ( ﾟДﾟ). But I'm really happy with the tribe members I ended up with, they're all pretty awesome! ( ᐛ ) Everyone worked really hard on the trailer, and I still can't believe we had such a master of acting on our team ( Tony, you're a savant ( ˘ ³˘)♥ ). And Emily got everything so quickly edited, managing to work with the rest of us giving her clips last minute (especially me!), I think they really carried the team in this round. It was a ton of fun making the trailer, and everyone really put themselves out there. I believe I'll be the one getting voted off this round, but it's all good since I'll be moving on to greater things, like long plane rides, and babysitting. So I wish the remainders luck now while I still can! Good luck guys, you can definitely reach the final rounds! (•̀ᴗ•́)و ̑̑

Tribal

Tribal Council was non-live. Answers to questions are here:

Votes:

Kathryn: Tony (Ain’t nobody voting for Tony, so if I vote for him, he can’t possibly get voted off. I wanted to vote for myself here, but the host gods refuse me my spoils. Sorry Tony, I hope this doesn’t affect you!)

eman: Kathryn (I respect you, which makes this both hard and easy. Easy because I respect you enough to not second-guess what you've clearly communicated you want. Hard, because I respect you enough that I would've preferred to keep you around.)

Tanner: Kathryn (I’m doing this since you asked to get voted out)

Tony: Kathryn (sorry you couldn’t have stuck around longer but I respect your wishes)

Kolby: Kathryn (i actually liked you and if i got to pick, you TOTALLY wouldn’t have been the one i wanted to go but you offered yourself up and i love an easy vote. especially pre merge!)

Nick: Self-Vote

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The Lake House: A Trio Fic

Summary: After the camping trip disaster, the boys decide to plan a couples getaway at Curtis’ family lake house where shenanigans ensue. Andy Barber x Black!Reader, Ari Levinson x WOC!OFC, Curtis Everett x WOC!OFC

Warnings: Bossy Alpha Males, Angry Andy/Ari/Curtis, Daddy Kink, Bratty Reader, Bratty OFCs, Smut, Oral (m/f), Manhandling, Spanking, Cursing, Alcohol Consumption, Minors DNI

A/N: Part of my Trio Seres. Please enjoy and let me know your feedback. Once again written on my phone. All mistakes my own.

Three big, rough-and-tumble men sat around a table at their favorite bar sipping on whiskey. None of them said a word, each of them deep in thought.

It had been months since they’d taken their girls camping, which had been just shy of a disaster. Their women, whom they loved and adored, had spent the majority of the time bitching and moaning about the heat, the bugs, the lack of available running water...

It was safe to say that they had not become one with the land. A man could only take so much complaining before he began to question his own sanity.

By the end of it all, Andy had considered drowning himself in the river. Curtis had been ready to seek out and fight a bear. And as for Ari, well he had been ready to walk off into the woods and never come back.

But they had somehow resisted the temptation.

Because you see…

Andy, Curtis, and Ari were at a point where they actually wanted to hang out together sometimes…as couples.

And by as couples, they didn’t mean them sitting out back enjoying bourbon and the occasional cigar while the girls curled up in the living room sipping wine.

Living separate lives.

Truth be told, it made it much harder to keep an eye on their sweet brats. They were mischievous little things, those girls. They kept their Daddies on their toes at all times.

“Alright, I think I know where we can go.” Curtis finally speaks up. “We’ll still get to enjoy the benefits of the outdoors, and the girls will get the air conditioning and other amenities they apparently need to survive.”

“I’m all ears.” Andy mumbles as he polishes of his glass. He motions the bartender for another round.

Ari on the other hand just grunts.

“My parents have this beautiful lake house about two hours from here. It’s fantastic - four bedrooms, two and half baths, big bay windows, a full kitchen, a gorgeous view of the lake, a pool, and -“

“Okay, okay, Mr. Better Homes & Gardens, we get it.” Ari lets out a gruff laugh. “Consider me sold.”

Curtis flips him off.

“Yeah, that’s sounds like something my lady would love.” Andy mumbles in agreement as his mind drifts to images of his baby girl walking around in nothing but a teeny tiny bikini. “When do we wanna go?”

“Next weekend is a holiday. So how about we leave Thursday morning and come back Monday evening?” Ari suggests.

“Works for me.”

“Me too.” Andy mutters. He was going to have to take his lady shopping. Let’s see. They were gonna be gone for four days, so if you did the math…carried the two, plus the...oh, and then one had to plan for emergencies, so…

By his calculations, his girl was going to need at least twelve bikinis. Which meant they had some serious shopping to do.

Two Weeks Later…

“Wow!” You mutter as you stroll into the lake house arm in arm with Story. “This is -“

“Gorgeous.” She finishes for you.

And then you hear a gasp. “Hey babe! Hey Story!” Ruby grabs you both and pulls you into a hug. “Holy shit, is the place dope or what?”

“That’s what we were just saying!” Story laughs as she boings one of her dear friend’s glossy curls.

“Why don’t you give us the tour?” You ask, practically bouncing on your toes.

“Girl, my big oaf has never brought me up here.” She frowns with a hand on her hip.

“Curtis has never brought you here before? What a dick move, bro!” Story yells from across the room. Just in time for Ari haul their bags into the impressive entryway.

“Aye! Watch your mouth, Story-book!” He replies with a grunt, prompting her to roll her eyes.

Setting the luggage aside, he strides over to his little love and picks her up by her ass with one large hand. “Roll your eyes at me again, and I’m going to give you a real reason to roll ‘em.” Her giant of a man leans down to peck her lips. “Now, how about you and your pretty friends go explore while the men finish bringing in your mountain of luggage.

Ari sets her down and walks away.

“Don’t worry, girls.” You hook your arm through a slightly trembling Story’s elbow, and then you do the same to Ruby. “One of these days we’re going to hit our growth spurts, and then we’ll be the ones slinging them around like rag dolls. Mark my words!”

And then off you go exploring.

At some point, the three of you end up in what must have been the library. It wasn’t huge by any means, but it had the most adorable little reading nook.

“I call dibs!” You and Story shout at the same time.

“Oh, come on nerds.” Ruby huffs as she pulls your glaring bodies along. “We’re not here to read. Plus we have more to see!”

The pool is gorgeous, and there’s a little bar in the corner that would be perfect for cocktails. There’s a balcony that sports a perfect view of the lake.

You were already dreaming about curling up with your sweet Andy as you watched the sunset.

And the kitchen! Once you all had stumbled upon the kitchen, Ruby had nearly swooned. And truth be told, you weren’t too far behind.

Every appliance was the latest and greatest, and not to mention stainless steel. You were damn near close to having a fucking orgasm over this kitchen.

Story on the other hand had shrugged and said: “looks nice - I think I could work with it.”

By the time you all finish your unguided tour, you find your men lounging in the den, enjoying a Sam Adams.

You plop yourself in Andy’s lap before grabbing his hand to take a pull of his beer. He leans in to inhale your scent before nipping your ear.

“Told you they’d be back.” Curtis chuckled. “Our girls always miss their big, strong, incredibly handsome men too much to stay gone for long.” He flashes an arrogant smirk and then proceeds smother his wife’s neck with kisses.

“Stop it!” She giggles, pushing his head away.

Meanwhile, Ari has pulled Story somehow both into and beneath his big body, effectively holding her hostage.

“I can’t breathe, you beast.” She huffs.

“Aww, baby. So nice to know that after all this time, I can still take your breath away.” He purrs.

Still struggling for breathe to turns her head to you and Ruby. “Yeah. It's called suffocation. Ladies, whatsay we hit the pool?”

“I’m down!” You both shout. You try to scramble off your boyfriend’s lap, but his arm around your waist won’t budge.

“The guys and I were thinking that we could order in some lunch and just chill for a bit.” Andy’s tone implies that his words are a suggestion. But you know it’s not. He’s telling you what you’re going to do.

“Well you guys can chill and order whatever you want while my girls and I go get wet. Maybe it’ll help us work up and appetite.” Ruby purrs, subtly grinding her ass against Curtis’ hard lap.

“Aww, fine.” Ari finally lets his girl up for air. “Let ‘em go take a swim for a minute. Means we get to drink and watch gorgeous girls splash around in the water.”

He lifts Story off the couch and delivers a hard smack to her ass. “Let’s get this vacation started, fellas.”

Andy sighs before pulling you up as well. “Come on my little princess, let Daddy show you to our room.” He presses a hot kiss to your hand and leads you up the stairs.

Your room was gorgeous - a mix of purples, oranges, and pinks. It kind of reminded you of a sunset to be honest.

“Wanna test out the mattress little girl?” He murmurs. His tone soft and silky. Andy’s lips lower to yours, only to be stopped when your hand covers his mouth.

Undeterred, he sucks your ring finger between his lips, softly caressing the digit with his hot, wet tongue.

He finally releases it with a sweet pop. “I want to see you in that black and gold monokini with the matching wedges.” Andy tells you.

“Go get dressed, baby girl. Daddy’ll wait right here for you in case you need help.”

Digging the items out of your bag, you rush to follow instructions. Once you’ve slipped on the suit, you push your curls on top of your head in a pineapple style. And then you lace up your wedges. A couple of poses and a careful swab of lip gloss, you open the door.

“Does your baby look good, Daddy?” You purr as you lean against the doorframe, making sure to arch your hip just right.

The sound of his growl reverberates in chest. “Fuck yeah, my baby does. Let me eat you before we go out there.”

“No!” You squeal as he pulls you towards him.

“Just one taste, sweetheart. Just one little fix.”

He throws you down on the bed, hefts your legs over his shoulders, and pulls the fabric protecting your pussy to the side. And then he buries his face in your soft, sweet wetness.

“I wanna get in the water.” Story whines up at Ari from her place kneeling between his thick, muscled thighs as he sits on an adirondack chair.

“And I want to admire my little sprite.” One roughened hand slowly strokes it’s way down her throat to rest between her ample breasts. Aren’t you glad I made you get this suit, baby? Hm?”

His scruffy chin soon replaces his hand, breathing in her sweet scent. His girl always smelled like peaches and sunshine.

Without so much as glancing around, Ari pulls the right strap of her suit down her shoulder, exposing her plump breast to his heated gaze.

“Mine.” He growls softly before sucking a pouting nipple into his hungry mouth. “Mmm.” He moans, before toying with it. Nipping and biting with his sharp teeth.

Story’s back arches of its own accord. Her light pink manicured nails grasping his head, drawing him closer. “God, Ari!”

He briefly releases her breast, only to dive back in with vigor. Pulling as much of her delicious offering into mouth as he can take.

Ari repositions his girl so that her drenched cunt is resting on his thigh. He pulls back again, breathing hard. “Ride me, my little sprite. Ride your Daddy’s thigh.”

She once again pulls his head back to her aching chest. Her cries getting louder and louder as her messy core bears down hard thigh.

“Ahhh! Ari - Ari! Ahhh!”

“Call me by name, baby.” He snarls. “Say it! Make me fucking happy!”

“Oooh! Da-daa-daddy!” Story whimpers as she cums, her much smaller body collapsing limply against his own.

Chuckling softly, he quickly rights her suit and rubs her back, just in time for Andy and Y/N to join them outside, with the latter rocking a rather blissed-out look of her own.

Ruby and Curtis were the last ones to emerge from the house. His chest is puffed out, and there’s a little pep in his step, and a slightly stupid grin on his usually serious face.

She looks at you both and shrugs as if to say, “yeah, I blew him - so what?”

He doles out beers to his boys and sets out a metal bucket filled with more bottles next to his chair before announcing something about a seafood smorgasbord for dinner.

“Ladies, I’m hot. Come take a dip with me!”

The three of you grab hands, turn around to toss a saucy wink at your boys, and jump in with a scream.

Splash!

“Fuck! Are we some lucky sons of bitches or what?” Andy mutters.

“Cheers to that, brother!”

A Little While Later…

“Come in with us guys!” You yell up at them as you float around the pool on an inflatable raft. “Please, Andy?” You hold out your dripping hand to him, wiggling your fingers as you do.

“No can do, baby girl. Daddy’s too busy enjoying the view.” He tells you with a cigar half hanging out of his plump mouth.

Yes, you wanted him to join you, but you also wanted him to put the damned thing out. He didn’t indulge in that disgusting habit often, but you always refused to kiss him when he did.

And also you blamed Ari for handing them out. So now your men were too busy lounging around, wearing sunglasses, and puffing away.

Eventually, they do put the cigars down. But Curtis notes that they’re not done with them yet. And moments later, you and your girls are treated to the sound of soft snores.

You roll your eyes and motion for the girls to get out of the water and join you on land. The three of you grab your towels and pad into the house.

“Ugh. Remember when they used to be fun?” Story grumbles.

“Whatever.” You shrug.

“Bunch of grumpy old men.” Ruby agrees. Mind you, none of them were over forty, but still.

“I say we shower and watch a movie. I’m dying to try out that indoor theatre downstairs.” Your suggestion is met with unanimous agreement.

“And the boys?” Story murmurs.

“Eh, we slathered ‘em all with sunscreen didn’t we? Let ‘em bake.”

When your men find you later, you’re holed up in the basement eagerly watching the sequel to 365 Days.

Of course they walk in smack dab in the middle of what feels like the twentieth sex scene…

“Dinner’s here.” Ari growls. “If you all can manage to pull yourselves away from…whatever this trash is.”

“Maybe later.” You mumble, eyes glued to the screen.

“Yeah.” Ruby mutters.

“Shhh!” Story hisses. “Can’t you see Laura and Nacho are about to…

“Oh, they are more than about to.” You smother an excited giggle. “We’ll be up later guys. Go ahead and start without -

The screen suddenly goes dark, prompting the three of you to whip your heads around in outrage.

Andy crouches down next to you, grasping your chin in his hand. “As much as I hate repeating myself, I will make an exception for my baby. Dinner is here. Now come up and eat. Or do you need help?”

You jerk your chin out of his grip before standing up and heading to the kitchen, ignoring him as you do.

Story goes to brush past her man, only for him to wrap one brawny arm around her waist. “I ordered your favorite baby.” He sighs when she doesn’t respond. “Oh, now don’t pout. You know what it does to me.” Her beast of a man subtly leans down to lick the curve of her cheek.

“You seriously couldn’t have let us finish our movie, Curtis? Is your ego really that fragile?”

He thinks for a moment, lips pursed, his head slowly shaking from side to side.

“Nah. But you were starting to drool just a little. And I see red anytime my woman drools over a man who isn’t me.” Curtis’ growl is damn near lethal.

He holds out his big hand. “Now, come join your man for dinner.”

Dinner, of course, was delicious. The table was practically overflowing with dishes like clam chowder, creamy lobster bisque, crab legs, lobster, grilled shrimp, fried shrimp, roasted salmon, grilled mahi-mahi…

But the company, well, that was altogether something different.

Things weren’t bad, just a little tense.

“Who paid for dinner?” You ask as you take another bite of your delightfully fresh lobster bisque. “Or, I guess, how much was it?”

“Good question, lady! Who do we three need to Venmo?

“I’m pretty sure I have cash…” Ruby murmurs, looking around for her purse.

Andy’s shoulders tense. Ari frowns. And Curtis growls.

“There’s no need. We’ve got it covered.” Ari snaps, a little more forcefully than he intends.

Story makes a beeline for receipt attached to one of the bags. You watch as her eyes go wide. “Holy shit!” She mouths. “We oh ‘em a good $85 a piece girls.

“Don’t you dare.” Ari growls.

“Oh, be quiet.” You growl right back. “We eat, we pay.”

“You know how I feel about reaching into your wallet when you’re with me, princess.” Andy’s tone is filled with warning.

“Y/N is right. We eat, we pay.” Ruby repeats your words, her voice filled with just as much defiance.

Sometimes even the little things were hard with these cromagnon hunks of yours.

“No, Rubeena. And that’s final.”

With a huff, the three of you go back to eating, choosing to ignore your men. Fucking old fashioned assholes.

“So what do you girls want to do tomorrow?” One of them asks, as Andy sets another lobster tail dripping with melted butter on your plate.

You dive in without so much as a thank you.

“You know,” Story speaks up. “I saw a sailboat out there. I was part of a group in college that used to sail all the time, maybe the three of us can do that for a bit.” She pops another bite of grilled shrimp into her mouth.

“Mm, I like that idea. Out on the open water, the wind in our faces. I vote yes.”

Ari, Curtis, and Andy exchange both concerned and disapproving glances with one another. The idea of their girls out on the water on their own…

Let’s just say Andy wasn’t the only one of them having heart palpitations. Why couldn’t their ladies ever come up with any “safe” activities…like crocheting, or scrapbooking, or origami? Shit!

“Oh, and then after, all six of us could go shopping and cook dinner together! Music, dancing, cocktails, yummy food!” You and Ruby high-five and then go back to eating.

You lean over to steal a bite of your boyfriend’s Mahi-Mahi and some of the accompanying mango salsa.

Good mood seemingly restored, you all go back to enjoying your meal. Everything is quiet for a moment, until Curtis speaks up.

“I love the idea of shopping and cooking together. Love it! We all do, right guys?”

They nod enthusiastically.

“In fact, I’m envisioning helping our gorgeous chefs work while they’re wearing nothing but bikinis and sarongs.” Your man hisses through is teeth, while Ari’s look of approval is very, very evident.

“But no to the sailing. We don’t want you girls out on open water in a boat that we’re not sure you even know how to navigate.”

“Excuse me!?” Story rises in an agitated huff. “I know what I’m doing

“Sprite, sit down and listen please.” Ari warns, as one thick arm goes to rest behind his head.

“No, Ari. I am perfectly capable of safely sailing that boat. And if that’s what we want to do, then that’s what we’re gonna do.”

“Sit down, please. Or do you need to come eat with me?” He quirks one tawny brow at her as he pats his lap.

“Argh!” She sits back down in a huff and pushes her plate away.

Silence once again fills the room.

“Alright ladies. Let’s compromise here.” Andy interjects, trying to be the voice of reason. “The boys and I will go golfing tomorrow morning, while you ladies take it easy here. Grab your kindles, lay out and enjoy the sun. Maybe send us a couple pictures of you in your bikinis if you think about it.” He winks then.

“And then when we come back, we’ll go out to lunch. Have some cocktails. And then go shopping. Sound good?

“It’s fine.”

“Whatever.”

“I really don’t give a shit.”

You and Ruby push your plates away and rise from the table. “Thanks for dinner guys. Hope you don’t mind cleaning up while we girls go watch the sunset.”

It really was beautiful, watching the sun fade away, only to be replaced by the moon. Such a serene, cosmic shift.

“I love him you know.” You turn to look it Story. “My beast is sweet and wonderful. He dotes on me all the time…but he’s just so goddamned over protective.”

“Like, I can be somewhere doing whatever I want and he just picks me up and moves me like it’s nothing. He actually gets mad when I climb the countertops instead of calling for him first.” A smile smile graces her lips.

You nod. “But that’s how some Daddies are, I guess. I mean, I’m not an expert by any means. I wasn’t even looking for - for this. Andy is my everything, but sometimes I feel smothered by the big oaf. If I say “no” to something, I somehow end up hoisted over his shoulder doing it anyway.

Ruby is quiet for a moment. “Curtis is just so dominant. At first it was just in the bedroom, and now it’s become a part of our every day lives. Sometimes it turns me on, and other times it makes me want to punch him in the windpipe…” She trails off.

“…So you brat.” You finish for her. “You act up. Act out.”

“To show them that they don’t have all of the control.” Story mumbles.

“We all do it. Because it’s necessary. Plus, we deserve to have fun too. So the bastards said no sailing? Okay, fine. But ladies…” You motion for them to come close.

“They didn’t say anything about the jet skis.”

You all return to watch what was left of the sunset, three evil smiles gracing your lips.

The next morning you make sure to be as loving and affectionate with your man as possible. You ride his hard, fat cock as if your life depends on it.

“Come on baby, give it to me!” You hiss when his fingers dig into your hips.

“Cum for me, Daddy! Please!” You lean down so can accept a needy tit into his waiting mouth.

“Fill me up!” You beg. “Ungh ungh ungh! Wanna feel you dripping out of me all day, reminding me that I’m yours!

That’s all it takes for your man to explode inside you, forcing you to follow suit. Your greedy walls gripping him over and over, milking him for every drop of his hot, wet seed.

When you’re through, you roll over on your back and pat his chest.

“Have a good game, sweetheart.”

The men are off and out around 8:30am after a light breakfast of bagels and fruit. You and the girls clean up and then prepare to go shower and change.

“You seem to be in a good mood, Ruby.” You narrow your eyes at her.

“Let’s just say that my husband has a wicked tongue and decided to use it on me last night. Three goddamned times.” She blushes.

“So that was you we heard last night? Woah.” Story giggles.

“Shut up! Miss “oh that’s right you big beast! Oh eat me up!”

Story pinches her lips and goes back to putting leftover fruit in the fridge. You, on the other hand, try to hold back a snicker and fail, prompting both women to turn on you.

“Cum for me, Daddy! Please!” Ruby mimics.

“Fill me up!” Your friend, Story, mocks.

Now you’re the one blushing. “Okay, fine. Now that we’ve established this place has thin walls, can we get changed and play with the jet skis already?"

Once you’re outside, you check your water proof watches. You had a couple hours of fun ahead of you until the boys returned. As long as you timed things right, none of them would ever know about your shenanigans. Story, your master of all things aquatic, makes a point of checking out each machine.

“We’re all good. Everyone got their life jackets buckled? Good. Now let’s get these babies into the water. Uh, you’ve both ridden before right?”

You nod. It had been a while, but whatever.

“Once.” Ruby responds.

“Okay, well just stay close to me.”

You three push the skis until you’re knee deep in the water before climbing on. Story does a quick demo, showing you how to start the machine, gun the engine, take off, brake, and stop.

After that, you were off!

You took your time at first, but you grew more comfortable with each passing moment, as did Ruby.

“Woooo!” You cry out as you do a figure eight with Story. You increase your speed, loving the feel of spray as it hits your warm skin.

You and your girls, who were quickly becoming your best friends, we’re having the time of your lives!

Ruby reaches out to hi-five you as you pass each other again.

You all take turns racing each other, doing crazy spins. At one point or another, each one of you manages to fall off of your ride. And all you do is laugh and help each other back up.

See, this is kind of shit you’d love to do with your men if they weren’t so curmudgeonly. Handsome grumpy gooses.

When the boys finally arrive home, they’re excited to see you girls, albeit a little bummed that none of them had received any bikini pics. Leaving their golf bags in the garage, they enter the house and begin searching for their respective ladies.

Surprised to find that the house is quiet, they stroll outside, expecting to find you lounging by the pool. But they’re not there.

“Maybe their downstairs watching that 365 porno bullshit.” Andy shrugs.

“Or they could be in the library.” Curtis rubs his grizzled chin.

Ari takes a series of steps forward, his gaze trained on the scene before him.

“What is it, man?”

“They’re not watching a movie, in fact they’re not in the house at all.” He turns to face the other men. “Our little brats are out on the goddamned lake.”

You, Ruby, and Story meet in the middle of the lake and pause your engines.

“This was the best fucking idea ever!” Ruby exclaims. “Fuck our men. If they don’t wanna have fun then we’ll do it without them!"

“Hell yeah!” Story cheers.

You were just about to join the celebration when you hear the sound of faint yelling. Immediately the three of you begin looking around, trying to find the source.

And that’s when you make out the forms of three men, yelling and waving their arms.

Your men.

“Well, ladies. It was fun while it lasted.” You murmur, suddenly feeling sad.

“Yeah.”

“Yes, it was. How about one more lap?” Her eyes glinting mischievously.

“I mean, why not? We’re already in trouble.”

So, off you go. One last lap. Making sure to wave at your irate men as you do.

“Turn around and get your ass back here, Ruby!”

“Story! I swear Daddy is gonna bruise that butt!

“Y/N - I’m gonna set that bottom on fire, I swear it!

You three laugh harder. When it’s finally over, you walk the jet skis back towards land. They are immediately wrenched out of your hands so your men can put them up. Leaving you all with time to run up to the house.

Towels wrapped around yourselves, you wander into the kitchen and each grab a bottle of water.

Curtis, Ari, and Andy burst into the house a few minutes later. Their chests heaving, faces red.

They are livid.

“Hi big guys, how was your game? Did you get a hole-in-one?” You take a sip of your water.

Ari lets out a deep growl. “I thought we said no going near the lake.”

“No.” Ruby points out. “You said we couldn’t use the sail boat. You said nothing about the jet skis.” She and the rest of you can’t help but puff at your chests out a little.

“Ruby?” Story asks. “Why is your husband’s face turning so many pretty colors? And also...Andy doesn’t look like he’s breathing.”

Sure enough, he did not.

“Baby, you okay?”

You pale as you watch his hands go to his belt buckle.

“Okay, uh uh. Ruby is right here. You said nothing about the jet skis, so technically we are in the clear."

“Yeah? Let’s see if all your “technicalities” manage to save your sweet little ass."

“Ari, you know we’re right. You told me that I wasn’t allowed to sail. And I didn’t. So how about you guys pull your heads out of your asses and acknowledge the fact that we followed your directions, just maybe not the way you envisioned it.”

The man in question strides forward, throws her over his shoulder and takes her outside. “I’ll teach you to twist my words, fucking brat.” After slamming the door behind him, it’s not long before you hear the sound of pained wails and cries.

Andy takes that moment to bend you over the counter, his belt doubled in his hand.

And then you watch as Curtis carts a furiously flailing Ruby into another room. “Let me go, you ass!” She keeps struggling. “Daddy promises he’s gonna get your little rebellious streak under control, damn it.”

“Baby…” You breathe out.

“Honey, your Daddy is going to teach you all about how he feels about technicalities. And I’m going to use my belt to make you listen.”

Andy delivers a hard swat right at the spot where your ass and thighs meet, making you squeal.

Slap!

“You knew you weren’t supposed to go anywhere near the lake without me.”

“Ack! Oww!

Slap!

“Ahh! Oww oww!”

“You know better than to argue with Daddy when it comes to your safety.”

Slap! Slap! Slap!

“Aaahaaahaa! Ahhhh! Daddy! Please no.”

“Slap!”

“Gotta get you and your brat to open up your listening ears.” He growls.

Slap!

END

[iwadori]

are you going to do a 'when the haikyuu boys make you insecure' part with Iwaizumi / could I request that?

When they make you insecure part 6 (Iwaizumi,Matsukawa)

Part 1 Part 2  Part 3  Part 4  Part 5 Part 6

Word Count: 2.8K

Genre: Angst, Fluff

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AN: Did I embedd myself in this story? Yes, yes i did. :3 (it’s only a small part dw loool)

Iwaizumi

One day when you were walking to the gym to go see your boyfriend  

You overhear him and the team talking about some instagram girl

“She’s hot” you hear Boktuo yell doing a hoot as he fawns over a picture, with the rest of the guys agreeing.  

“What do you think Iwaizumi?” Hinata ask  

“She’s cute... I guess?” the rest of the guys, grunt in disagreement at Iwa’s lack of drooling over the girl.

“Well I see why you wouldn’t want her Haji-kun,” says Atsumu “you are into the more simple girls bro”

“Simple?” Iwaizumi questions, and the rest of the guys agree

“Yeah simple, you know Y/N... she’s simple” says one of the guys, with the word ‘simple’ rolling off their tounge with a tone of disgust.

“I guess your right guys...” Iwaizumi says “Y/N is pretty basic and simple but-”

You leave the gym before you hear what the rest of them had to say. When you got to your house you bolt straight to the mirror, you look at your outfit and frown. You never thought your style was ‘basic,’ to be fair you wouldn’t describe anybodys style as basic or simple. Of course, you weren’t like those instagram influencers, that wasn’t your thing. But Iwa has known that about you for years... but I guess that’s not what he truly likes.

You go to your closet and take out all the contents, just tossing all your clothes (even some of your favourite items ever) and dashing them in a black trash bag putting them to the side. You were already on a mission to buy a whole new wardrobe, going through all different stores and looking on pinterest for inspo.

You didn’t really talk to Iwa for the rest of the week, since you wanted him to see you in your ‘new form,’ you weren’t being radiosilent but you didn’t initiate any hang outs with him or face time calls (which he did find slightly odd, but didn’t think that much by it.)

Finally, the clothes came and you were kind of shocked at how much you ordered you spent over £200 on clothes from all different places. When you were trying them on, you liked some of them the ones that were kind of similar to your past style but not so ‘simple,’ the others you kind of frowned at since it definitely didn’t feel like ‘you’ at all. ‘This is for Iwa,’ you reminded yourself as your forced a smile on your face analysing yourself in the mirror.

You had everything sorted, your wardrobe was now changed and done the colours and styles you once wore before is now the complete opposite. You invited Iwa over, hesistantly waiting to see how would he react.  

When you hear your door knock, you rush over to open it and model a pose you saw one of those girl do trying to look as natural as possible.

“Hey babe ho-” he says, with his eyes widening seeing your new look “Woah Y/N!”

“Hey Haji..come in!” you exclaim with a beaming smile pulling him inside to the couch. “So, are we going to continue watching the crown, I watched the previous episode and god prince phillip is such a dick.”

You look over your shoulder and see Iwa still standing in your entranceway a bit awkwardly, looking a bit stunned. “Come sit down then, we’ve got an episode to watch.”

“uh oh yeah, sure” he says blinking, following you to the couch.

You got through atleast 4 episodes together, you barely talked as you were really engrossed in the show. Iwa was barely paying attention, he was too busy questioning how you were acting. This definitely wasn’t the girl he knew, even the way you were acting whilst watch the show was odd. The way you’d cutely giggle and ‘sublty’ look over to him whilst laughing at a funny part of the show instead of just doing your usual obnoxious laugh that he loved to hear.

“Oh Y/N, I’m going to go to the bathroom.” he says standing up, you don’t reply you just wave your hand in acknowledgement.

On his way to the bathroom, Iwa nearly trips on a black bag left outside your bedroom door. He opens it, and mildly gasped when he saw all your old stuff jumbled up in there. He picks up the back and goes straight back to the living room and stands in front of you.

“Haji, what are you doing you’re blocking the TV” you complaining trying to see what’s happening behind him.

He drops the black bag infront of you and you internally curse yourself for not moving. You stare at him waiting for him to say something.

“Well whats this then.” he says looking down at you, almost like a disapproving dad.

“Clothes.” you say smartly, knowing what he was asking.

“You know what I meant Y/N, why are all your clothes in a garbage bag.”  

“Because I wanted to put them there,” you wanted to seem as nochalant about it as possible as if putting all your clothes in a garbage bag doesn’t make you feel sad.

“Yeah but why?” he says sitting down next to you.

“Just because I wanted to” you reiterate “what else do you want me to say?”

“Well this isn’t like you, its just a bit random Y/N” he says

“I know this isnt like me you” you spat, standing up “Isn’t this what you wanted anyways.” You head to your bedroom picking up the bag with you, with Iwa hot on your heels.

“What do you mean this is what I wanted?” he says in disbelief “When did I ever say that?”

“It doesn’t matter” you mumble, you start to aggressively take our your old clothes and shove them back into your wardrobe whilst Iwa is just talking. You’re not really listening to him your just putting the clothes back.

“Y/N Stop!” he yells kind of knocking you out of your ‘trance,’ “what is going on with you?” he grabs you hands and pulls them down stopping you from what you were doing and he winced at seeing your tear stricken face.

He gently pulls you into his arms sitting you both on your bed, waiting for you to speak. “I don’t know what you want from me Iwa..” you start your voice slightly breaking “it’s just I did this all for you and you don’t even appreciate it.”

“I don’t know what you mean Y/N?” he says sounding genuinely confused.

“Y/N is simple and basic.” you say repeating words that you heard your boyfriend say about you, you feel him tense as you say it and you slowly get out of his hug.

“Y/N I-”

“That really hurt Hajime, I know now that I'm not your ‘type’ but I-”

“No Y/N, you are my type of course you are!” he says gulping in nervousness “I love you, and your style. I’ve always being enamored by how you dress and present yourself and I don’t know why I even said you’re basic and simple I didn’t mean it that way.”

“Really?” you say sniffling looking down

“Yes really you idiot,” he says lifting your head up “To be fair I don’t care what you wear, since you look great in anthing I just want you to be happy Y/N and especially not dress for anyone including me. Okay?”

“Okay,” you agree slightly nodding your head.

“Good, so can we go and finish the crown and then burn all these clothes?” Iwa jokes as he stands up.

“Burn them!” you exclaim “These cost £200, you muppet.”

“��200! Gosh Y/N, next time you go shopping im definitely coming with you.” he says shaking his head “can’t have you blowing out your bank account for clothes you don’t even like that much.”

You spend the rest of the day finishing of The Crown and you and Iwa eventually both sort out your wardrobe. Your style and aethetic changes a lot more through the times you were together and Iwa was very supportive and helpful of every single change. Especially *insert your favourite dress aesthetic here.*

Matsukawa

You were walking with your friends; Iwa, Tooru, Maki and your boyfriend Matsun. Walking to school as you did every morning, today the topic of conversation was Tooru’s bad taste in women.

“Gosh yesterday was horrible, she didn’t want to talk to me at all,” he complained “all she wanted to do was to come straight to my place, I didn’t even have the chance to tell her my hair routine.”

“That’s why you don’t find dates off of Tinder shittykawa” grunted Iwaizumi

“Well I know that now!” he exclaimed.

“Y/N,” said Makki grasping your attention “Would you ever use Tinder?”

“Well I-”

“Of course she wouldn’t” your boyfriend interrupted wrapping his arm round your shoulder “she’s got me”

“Yeah, but if you two weren’t together, would you use it.”

“Well may-”  

“Y/N definitely wouldn’t” he said interrupting you AGAIN “she’s way to frigid for that shit”

Frigid? You thought to yourself, ouch. Their was a quick awkward silence and all you could hear was Matsukawa laughing with the others laughing after awkwardly in pursuit. After sensing your uncomfortability (is that a word?) Oikawa decides to change the subject to make things less awkward,

“I need a woman who understands me!” he rants “One that can listen to me and appreciate my awesome hair.”

“Goodluck with that Shittykawa.”  

Oikawa rambles on as you walk to school with the other guys chiming in. You on the other hand, were lost in thought. Your sex life wasn’t something you would want to publicly talk about let alone to you and your boyfriends' male friends. Also, with Matsun describing you as ‘frigid’ struck a nerve. You weren’t frigid, well at least to you, you weren’t.  

When you got to school you immediately rushed straight to your lesson claiming that you teacher really needed to talk to you. Which was odd to Matsukawa as you usually all hung around each other until the bell rang, the other boys gave each other knowing looks all assuming the reasons for your odd behaviour.

At lunch time, you stayed in your class instead of going up to the roof where you and your friends usually end up. In the class room you hear one of the girls in your class, Empress having one of her usual gossip conversations with her group of friends.

“Hajime is so hot!” she said, fanning her face being dramatic  

“Of course he is! You should totally go for him.” her friend said and the rest of the friends agreed.

“What do you think Y/N?” she says to you catching your attention “you’re close friends with him right?”

“Yeah, I am” you say a bit sadly “You should definitely go for him, I think you’d be perfect together.”

“Okay! I think I might later” she says smiling. Her and friends leave, but then Empress returns and walks straight to you.

“Are you alright doll?” she asks softly smiling

“I guess so..” you say hesitantly “It’s just something my boyfriend said to me this morning.”

“Matsun?” she asks and you nod in reply “What did he say?”

After you rehash the situation from this morning Empress scowls in annoyance, “Boys can be such pigs sometimes, such a dick thing to say.”

“I know right!” you respond “Even if I was frigid, which im totally not it’s not even a bad thing nor is it something to reveal to people in public in a ‘jokey’ way.”

“Yeah!” she agrees “I think you should go and give him a piece of your mind.”

“I mean...” your voice falters, when it comes to Matsun you’ve never really given him a ‘piece of your mind,’ even when he makes jokes that you’re not so fond of.

“Come on!” she encourages “I’ll come with you and cheer you on.”

“You just want to come to see Iwa Empress” you say pointedly “But fine let’s go.”

You both power walk to the roof where you see the four seijoh boys sitting down and eating. “Oh hi Y/N/-chan and look Iwa its Emp-chan... isn’t that a surprise!” Iwa blushes and the rest of the guys laugh.

You walk straight up to Matsun and stand right infront of him. “Matsukawa I need to talk to you,” you say folding your arms. “Why whats up babe?” he says, still sitting down with a cheeky grin on his face.

“Alone.” you say turning around walking to a secluded spot. Behind you, you hear Matsun get up and the rest of the boys saying “oooh Matsukawa your in trouble” as they laugh.

“What’s wrong with you today Y/N?” he asks slightly accusatorily.  

“I didn’t appreciate the comment you made today on the way to school,” you say with your arms folded.

“Oh that little comment about you being frigid, come on it was just a joke I wasn’t being serious.” he says lightly laughing but he stops once he sees the glare you give him ”you knew it was a joke right?”

“Matsun, some are your jokes just aren’t funny,” you say “especially when they're about me and our sex life in front of our friends too.”

“Y/N I didn’t mea-”

“You just come off as a huge dick sometimes, and I can’t do this anymore if you keep on making these comments anymore I don’t think I can do this.”

“Woah Y/N, are you threatening to break up with me?” he asks “Over a few little comments?”

“These aren’t a few little comments, sometimes what you say is just unnecessary and rude.”

“Okay well...”

“Well...” you repeat staring at him waiting for to apologise or atleast say something, “fuck you Matsukawa.”

You storm away and walk bout to the group saying “Empress lets go.” She jumps of Iwa’s lap and waves by to them following you back down to the school. You walk into the bathroom and just start to cry, “Y/N whats wrong?” Empress says pulling you into a hug  

“H-He doesn’t care,” you cry “He pretty much excused his stupid comments, passing them off as little ‘jokes,’ that didn’t apparently mean anything.”

“Oh dear,” Empress says consoling you “he’s not worth your time right now.”

“B-but but I love him.” you wail fat tears streaming down your face.

“I know sweetheart, I know,” she says letting go of the hug “so what do you wanna do about him?”

“I don’t know,” you say “I don’t want to break up with him or anything, but is there a point in staying if he’s just going to make these comments again.”

“I don’t know Y/N, but whatever you wanna do I’ll support. Wether it’s keying his car or reading shitty fanfiction and crying.” Empress says making you laugh.

The final bell rings and now it's time to go home, of course you don’t walk with the guys so you just enjoy your own company walking home.

“Y/N! Y/N!” you hear from behind you and of course the only person it can be is Matsukawa.

“What do you want?” you mumbled  

“I..I want too” he says heaving out of breath from the running he had to do “I want to apologise. I need do.”

“Okay...” you respond

“Im sorry, Im so so sorry,” he says “those jokes and comments were stupid and I agree I can be a dick sometimes. Well a lot of the time, but I never wanted to be a dick to you.”

“Well you were.”

“I know I was, and I’m so sorry. There’s no excuse what I said and what I have said before I just hope I can make it up to you.”

“Okay then.”

“So are we not broken up?”

“No we’re not broken up, but it’ll take a lot of making up to do for me to fully forgive you.”

“Great! And I'll spend every day to get you to forgive me.”

Which he did, he spent every day showering you with love and affection. He was way better than he was before, you even went on double dates with Oikawa and his flavour of the week and triple dates with Iwa and his girlfriend. Matsukawa, although he still made jokes, he never targeted them and centered them around you in an insulting way.

AN: I didn’t really like the matsukawa one since i couldn’t really write for him properyl sooo sorry bout that one kids.

[darylsgirl]

I was claimed by Daryl Fucking Dixon NSFW 18+ Daryl Dixon & Reader

Summary: 

Your sick of waiting for Daryl to make a move or even speak to you and decide to dress up to do your chores hoping you’ll catch his eye.

You manage more than that He gets jealous when other men/ and one woman ;) show an interest and he admits he’s wanted you all this time an roughly claims you.

*Heyyy to anyone who reads this! If anyone reads this Haha, This is my first ever attempt at fan fic and it kind of got away from me and is a lot more intense than i thought it would be! If there’s anything you don’t like about this please feel free to tell me! I’d love to improve for my next one :) Hope y’all are having a great day wherever you are :)*

How long had it been? Since the end of it all? 

Since all those carefree nights we used to stay up drink, party & Fuck. 

Months? Years? 

It felt like all time stood still when He found me. 

I was alone, Terrified & hiding in an abandoned liquor store when I heard them, I Snuck to the window and saw the biggest herd of walkers I had ever seen. I made sure all the bottle’s i had scavenged were wrapped up in my clothes to dampen the noise and waited for a break in the herd so I could make a run for it to my bike just across the road. After what felt like hours there it was my chance i put my hand on the door handle but before I was even able to twitch the handle,  I felt a hand clamp over my mouth and drag me backwards away from my chance of escape. 

“Fuck you think your doin girl, Tryna get yourself eaten!” I stared up at the man before me with his hand still over my mouth. His angry eyes met mine and I stopped fighting gazing up into those piercing blue eyes. That was the last thing I saw before the pistol came down on my temple. 

I woke with a bag over my head and my wrists bound, I was in a car and I could hear the engine stopping and the brakes kicking in ‘Shit’ . I thought I had no time to think of a way out of this. Two doors slammed shut and I could hear two men arguing.

“Answer me, Fuck did you hit her for Merle. She’s only a girl she couldn’t av ‘urt us, She looked me in ma eyes. There was no fight just fear” 

“Bitch had it comin Daryl, Tryna kill hersel and take us with her” 

“Did’n even no we were there, Or are you that shit of a hunter yous unable to sneak up on people naw, Stop being an asshole and get the fuck outta ma way” 

The car boot opened and someone lifted me out by putting a hand under my knees and one under my head cradling me, he held me tightly with my head in his chest. I inhaled and could smell his manly scent, It was intoxicating, He held me for a moment more before he set on my feet; next the bag was ripped off my face. Instinctively I winced waiting to see if the light would blind me but all was still dark around and i could see we were in a forest.  The man with the mesmerising eyes gripped my arm and started walking me into the woods. 

A logical person would feel fear at this point but there was something about those eyes, I just trusted him.

“Got a lil way’s to go, ya ok walkin? Or you need me to carry you rest of the ways?” His southern drawl mixed with those blue eyes made my knees go weak. I stumbled slightly then stood again and kept one foot in front of the other. I nodded to the man that I was ok and kept going. 

Fifteen minutes later we arrived at the edge of a camp, A few people rushed forward “Shit what happened to her?” “Has she been bit?” “Why is her head covered in blood?” “Where did you find her?”

Daryl rolled his eyes and replied “Merle, No she aint, Merle again annnd liquor store.” He said the last answer with a smirk. 

I scowled at the pair and dropped my mouth open to throw a few choice words their way when I was stopped by Merle grabbing me and spinning me round to face him, He moved some hair out of my face, fingers lingering near my mouth and said.

“Girl looks mighty fine to me, Pretty face not messed up, not one bit! And I do love me a pretty face sweetheart” he winked at me moving his hand from my mouth to my throat he pulled me close to him wrapping his other arm around my back to pull our pelvises close together so I could feel his growing erection against my stomach. “How about it honey” He said winking again  

I drew my head back with the intention of smashing his nose, When we were tackled to the floor Merle was pulled away from me and i rolled onto my back and back on to my feet, I looked back at the two brothers and saw Daryl’s hand smashing into his brothers face whilst he was shouting “I’ll mess up your face you asshole” 

Daryl was dragged off Merle by two men, Merle got to his feet and laughed “It’s allllll good baby bro, I’ll forget about this, this time. I know how feral you get when you see a pussy you wanna claim.”

Daryl locked eyes with me as Merle said this then spat at the ground at Merle’s Feet He picked up his crossbow off the ground and stormed off towards the woods shouting “Man forget ya, I had enough of your shit for one night” over his shoulder. 

That was months ago now, That night the group took me in and took care of me and I took care of them. We moved from the original camp to the CDC then a farm and now we are in a prison in Georgia. The prison has been good to us so far, there was that run in with a crazy guy who called himself the governor and we lost a few of our family. But we persevered and built this place into a home and soon started bringing in new people to help run our home and join our family. 

In the time i had been with this group i had noticed there were a lot of frustrated people here, Especially the men, I can’t get through a day without some proposition or another. I also can’t say that I didn't enjoy the attention, It had been awhile since I had felt another's hands on my body and I craved it, I craved it more than air at times and the person I craved it the most from had decided to pretend I didn't exist. But that didn’t stop me from going to bed each night with my wandering hands and relieving my aching pussy with the thoughts of his hands exploring my body and that voice groaning in my ear. Hit the spot every time. 

There had been a few men that had caught my attention but after a few conversations and meet ups with each they all started to pretend i didn’t exist the same as he had. I didn’t even get so much as a kiss from any of the fuckers and when i decided to confront them and ask why they refused to tell me and walked away. 

It had hit summer here and i had hit my breaking point, I’d had enough of being passed over and wasn’t going to take this shit anymore, I was going to make them all regret not taking me up on the opportunity when it was there for the taking.

I woke early for my shift in the fields the next morning, Still thoroughly determined to set my plan in motion I grabbed my knife and a set of clothes and set to work. I cut most of the legs off my jeans and the sleeves from my Tartan shirt. I pulled the jean shorts on and folded the legs over so they became tighter and pushed my already perky ass up. I then pulled my shirt on forgoing the usual under shirt and tied the two sides closed in a knot above my belly button so my slim waist was on display. I buttoned one button above the knot so that not too much of my bra was showing; Turning it from slutty to sexy. I pulled on my best brown cowboy boots. Combed my hair out. I was very lucky to have thick wavy hair that rarely required me doing anything with it. I just let it dry and brush, I grabbed Maggie’s make up bag and applied a small amount of make up just to accentuate my natural features.Smiling at myself in the mirror this was perfect, Let's see that southern shit ignore me now. Or any of the others for the matter. 

I sauntered out of my cell into the main block and walked the long way through the middle of everyone taking extra care to have a bounce in my step to make my boobs bounce nicely and swayed my hips more to make my ass jiggle as I walked. I greeted everyone in the same way i usually would with cheery “Good Morning’s” Instantly i felt eyes roaming my body and not just the male’s which made me grin I was happy either way. A few let out low whistles and I winked in return. This felt great. I want to feel this way every day, my pussy had soaked my panties by the time I had made it out of the block and into the yard I was panting with need. 

I took a few minutes to calm my breathing before continuing out towards the field, I glanced at the guard tower to make sure he was here today keeping watch, When i saw his leather vest and his longish wavy hair my breath quickened again, Shit it was going to be hard to get through today without a little relief, It took everything i had not to rush up the guard tower and beg him for it, Instead i continued over to the field, waiting until i was in his vision before looking up smiling and waving. Sure enough there he was binoculars in his hand staring down at me. I grinned again, wiggled my fingers at him and sauntered away from the tower. 

Luck was with me today and I was set to work on the potatoes which were planted in a perfect view of the guard house. I made sure to always face the tower when just sitting working so he had the frontal view and when I needed to bend up or down I turned my back to him so he got a great view of my ass. Everything I did that day I made sure to find some way to make it sexier. More than a few men came to bring me water or talk to me that day i gave each of them a big grin, Laughed and put my hand on their arms and send them on their way enough to make them feel there could be a chance, I felt Fucking powerful. 

At the end of the day i saw Maggie making her way over to me with a backpack over her shoulder, “Y/N I gots you a gift” she said in a sing song voice “from Merle of all people” she laughed and pulled out two big bottles of Merle’s special moonshine “I guess someone saw your production today sugar” She giggled a bit more handed you a bottle and settled down on the grass next to you. 

Daryl

Ever since Merle and me brought Y/N back to the group with us she’s been a literal pain in my pants, I'm surprised my cock was even capable of a hard on at this point as it feels like it hasn't gone down in months. So far i have managed to stay away from her as i wasn’ gonna let no bitch get the better of me and i wasn’ going to let fuckin Merle be right. 

My mind wandered back to her again when i started my shift in the guard tower that morning, I considered going into the office to rub one out but decided i'd be on the balcony waiting, I always made sure i got the shifts in this tower when she was being put in the fields, Watching her sweating down there in the heat was good enough to get me off later in the night when i was alone in the office. I lived out of this tower now as I liked it better alone even now with Merle being back in the prison, I didn’ need his shit talking around me at all hours. Not when I had my own entertainment. 

There she was right on time to interrupt me from my thoughts, Holy shit what was she fucking wearing. I grabbed my binoculars to get a closer look, When i found her again with them she was almost fucking naked by the looks of it! In tiny shorts and an even smaller top, From this vantage point i had the best view straight in her bra, I kept my eyes on her all day fuck the perimeter it’ll be fine and i’m sure some weak ass will scream and let me know. 

I watched her all day as she wiggled her hips and wiped the sweat from her chest, Turns out i wasn’t the only one watching even guys I've fuckin told before to stay away come flocking, What don’t the asshole’s understand about “i’m always fuckin watchin” by her quitting time it wasn’t just my dick that was rock hard and throbbin but also the vein in my temple that tells me i’m about to snap.

Balling my fists up i wait for her to start walking back but Maggie fuckin Greene starts walking towards her, Fuck sake. I send the next watch away and tell them ill radio to come back. I wasn’t allowing no fucker to have this view. I watched as Maggie sat down in the grass with Y/N and pulled out two large bottles. I grabbed the binoculars again. Fuckin Merle! That’s his shine if i ever saw it. Making a mental note to smack that bastard later for this. Now everyone had gone back inside it was deadly silent out here which meant their voices were carrying more than they knew and i could hear every word. I settled back down and watched the girls for a while biding my time. 

Y/N

You both look at each other with a glint in your eyes, Pop the tops off your bottles and start downing it. Maggie comes up for air first. Dropping my bottle and swallowing the harsh liquid i Cheer in celebration and yell a little too loud “that Merle may be an asshole but he sure makes some good hooch” 

“Sooooo ya had any bites today?” Maggie grins winking at you. “Yeah but not the one i want, He’s so fucking frustrating. I think I've noticed him watching me more today than he has the entire time i’ve known him” I sigh. 

“You know he's got a huge thing for you or he wouldn’t be acting like this”  Maggie Giggled. “But then who in this friggin place doesn’t especially after today! You even made my breath hitch never mind poor Glenn who had to get a shower!” “Ugh maggie he’s your guy why the hell is he looking at me!” I grimaced. She put her hand on my thigh and winked at me again “He’s got my permission, don't worry it spices things up a little” I didn’t move her hand just enjoyed the feeling of her fingers running up and down the inside of my thigh.

We both downed more of Merle’s hooch giggling and the conversation turned to a debate on the size of Daryl's dick. I lick my lips promising to tell her if I ever get my hands on it. The conversation is turning more and more heated as her hand is getting closer and closer to my throbbing core. She’s getting that close now I’m sure she can probably feel the heat coming from it.  As we are getting close to the bottom of our bottles and really starting to feel the effect Maggie still with one hand on my thigh leans close to my face and whispers “He’s stayed up there watching past his shift. Let's give him something to see hmm?” As she’s finishing the end of her sentence I bridge the gap between us and meet her lips with mine. I bring my hand up to her hair and pull her closer into me, deepening the kiss Moaning into her lips. 

Daryl 

When the girls first started chatting i wanted to find out who they could be talkin about and punch the prick out till i heard my name and if my ears weren't already prickling up they definitely were now, He heard Y/N promise Maggie that if she sees ma dick she will tell her how big. He bites his lip and decides he’ll help her keep that promise. 

He picks his binoculars back up and notices Maggie's hand running up and down Y/N’s thigh. If there were two people he thought he wouldn’t have to warn away, it would have been Glenn and Maggie and they pick a night that he’s mad as hell to change his mind about that? 

He brings one hand to his aching dick giving it a few tugs through his pants to relieve some of the pressure and brings his eyes back to them just as he sees the girls lean into each other, Shit! Shit! He doesn’t know whether to run down there and interrupt finally or let them continue. Y/N pushes Maggie to lay her fully down and straddles her hips, I grabbed my radio and called for the replacement as i couldn’t take much more.

While i waited for the lazy shit to get here i watched Y/N & Maggie get even more heated and their hands exploring each other the moaning reaching me in the tower, I look to my right and see Glenn watching from behind one of the buildings hands and lower half suspiciously hidden.

Ah hell no fuck this tower! Daryl reaches over the side and grabs the pipe work swings himself over and uses it to get down quickly. As he hits the bottom his replacement is strolling over he grabs him by the scruff of his shirt blocking his view into the field. “Put ya lazy ass in that office and don’t fuckin leave till i come back and tell ya, ya can leave. Ya fuckin hear me?” I growl at him. The kid runs into the office in the tower. I spin around pretending not to see Glenn hiding there, I ran across the field towards the girls and as i reached them i let my shadow fall over them. 

Y/N

From where i am lay on top of Maggie i watch as Daryl slides down the side of the watch tower and charges over to us, I smile against Maggie's lips when he gets closer i moan feeling her hand snake its way into my bra, Were both panting loudly and moaning when his shadow falls over us. 

He clears his throat next thinking we hadn’t noticed him there. Maggie moves her mouth to my neck and I let out another moan but this time I raise my eyes to his and lick my bottom lip not breaking eye contact. 

“Come with me...NAW” Daryl growls and grabs my arms and pulls me off and up. Maggie looks at him and pouts “oh boo Daryl always gotta ruin our fun” I wave to Maggie giggling as he starts to drag me across the field. 

“What the fuck Daryl” I try to push him off my arm but his hands are unyielding. “Shut the fuck up ill deal with ya in a minute” He growls and pushes me up against the wall of a building stares longingly into my eyes then darts his arm out and smashes someone’s head into the wall. “Didn’t think id have to fuckin warn ya Glenn, Thought it was pretty fuckin obvious. Don't let me catch ya ass again” he grabs my arm again and drags me across the court yard until we reach a secluded spot, He slams my back up another wall and presses his body up against mine keeping me pinned between him and the wall. 

“What you think you’ve been doing girl, Flaunting your shit all day for any man to beat his meat too?” 

I squirm under his gaze, Shit i think i actually pissed him off, Definitely not the emotion i was going for!

“You think i’m gonna sit by and let tha happen?” 

I find my voice, “What do you mean, You won’t let something happen. You’re not the boss of me!” you say glaring back at him, If he wants to play the pissed off game he won’t be playin it alone.

“Ya know exactly what i mean! I’ll show you who the fuckin boss Y/N” He said, pressing his hips harder into mine. I try to suppress my moan. His eye’s darken even more hearing me moan for him now. 

“Who do you think told those pricks to back the fuck away from you, They wouldn’t of just left you alone on their own naw, they needed some rough persuasion Y/N” 

I glare at him again and he pushes his hips back into mine again.”Ya gonna learn yet? Every time you glare at me, ill smash my dick into that dirty clit o urs” He explains with a wink. 

Not knowing how to respond to that You ask “You’re the reason no man looks at me anymore? What fucking business is it of yours”

“Hell fuckin yeah i am” He says with a smirk “No one will dare ya touch you if I've claimed ya, So i did” “Naw I’ve claimed you, I’ve made it very clear if anyone touches you they’ll lose a fuckin arm” He growled

“For fuck sake Daryl! You can’t just put claims on a girl you don’t even give a fuck about” I said with a snarl.

“I give a fuck, Just didn’ want ya to know i gave a fuck, I enjoyed watchin ya squirm... but ya forced ma hand and naw... Well naw i aint gonna be gentle bout it”

You close your eyes tight, If he hadn’t of “claimed” me i would be in heaven now but learning that he’s behind your dry well makes you so mad. 

“This what you were trying to get huh?” “I would of thought twice before you pulled this shit, I aint no gentle man” she breathed into her ear. His gravelly voice driving me crazy. 

I look him in the eyes and shove him hard, running back to the cell block. I took a breather when i got through the door and realised he hadn’t followed me. As i was walking past the showers a hand darted out and pulled me inside. 

“Woah what the fuck” I gasped as I felt a hand move over my ass and pull me against him, Jees i need to wear this outfit more often. 

I was pulled into the light and saw it was Zach who had pulled me in with him, Zach was one of the ones who daryl must of scared away. 

“Hey baby, Missed me?” he breathed at me. “How could i miss you zach i never got a chance to know you, You let that asshole scare you away” I said hurt 

“Gimmie another chance Y/N, ill show you a good time, This could be our secret. We could have some real fun and piss that hillbilly asshole off” He squeezes me tighter to him. 

“Gerrof Zach if your too pussy to pursue someone when warned of by a man I’ve only ever spoken to once then you’re not a guy i want any fucking part of”

“Awww c’mon you don’t mean that” he grips the back of my head and pushes his lips to mine i tried to fight him off be but he had too tight of a grip. 

A low growl came from the doorway “I believe she said to get ya bitch ass hands off her” Zach jumped back like someone had shocked him when he heard the voice. Daryl walked forward and put his arm round my shoulder “an i believe i told ya to not even look at her again bitch” His voice gets louder “Tell me asshole what did i say i was gonna do to ya?” 

H waited a moment staring at Zack “Hmm to fuckin scared to answer?” he walks forward and punches him rapidly in the face Zack goes sprawling across the shower floor. Daryl stands over him and threatens “it’ll be worse next time if you don listen to me and come near ma girl again”

Daryl turns and heads back to you and wraps his arm around your shoulders again “Bet Ya glad i claimed you now” I nod slightly. I squirm out of his arms and run back to my cell, my hooch high still buzzing in my mind. Thank god without this how could i be this brave? I smile when I get to my cell wondering how long it will take him to catch me. 

I  barely had time to catch my breath before i felt him, He made no noise whatsoever like a hunter closing in on his prey.Whenever he was near me it felt like my entire body was electrified and tuned only to him. 

I spun around and my breath hitched in my throat at the sight of that venomous glare, He just stood and glared with his eye’s roaming every inch of you, You could feel every hair on your body standing to attention for him. 

In the blink of an eye he was back in front of you again pinning you back against the wall with his hand tangled in your hair, pulling your head to the side exposing your neck. 

He looks over your body panting his eyes still liquid stone, Ever glaring. I could feel the heat coming off him in waves as he studied me. His pushed his mouth next to my ear, “When i’m finished with ya, ya legs will be useless and everyone in this damn place gon know my name. An i promise you aint gon forget who’s ya are” He paused for a second staring into my eyes, “Naw take this shit off before i rip it off ya” He said pulling roughly at my shirt.

With Shaking hands i reach up and untie my shirt and push it off my shoulders, Watching his eyes grow darker as he watched. My shirt fell to the floor he grabbed the centre of my bra “All of it” He growled. I undid my bra and threw that into the corner. He looked down at my shorts seeming impatient gripped both sides and ripped them down. He came back up to me gripped my arms and pushed me further up the wall off the floor and quickly puts his legs in between mine and rests my body on them. 

He reaches forcing my head to the side again and brings his mouth down to my neck kissing and biting furiously his other hand gripping my breast roughly, Earning a loud moan from me. I reached for his shirt desperate to run my hands on him, Before my hands met their mark he had gripped my wrists pinning them above my head. 

“Ya don’t move, Touch or make a fuckin sound unless i say so, Ya hear?” I nodded eyes growing wide at his words. He let my feet touch the ground again and tore my underwear off, He bunched them up in his hand “Mmm look how wet these pantie’s are for me girl” “Open your mouth, Naw” I obediently complied letting him stuff them into my mouth, Dying to moan under his stare. 

He stepped back and let his vest fall over his shoulders and hit the floor, He then took his shirt off and used it to bind my hands together. He stood back admiring his handiwork, I Squirmed under his lustful gaze feeling myself getting wetter by the second. I watched him slowly bring his hands to his belt unfastening it then his button and zip, His pants hit the ground and he kicked them to the side. My breath went wild when I saw him in all his glory i love a man who doesn’t wear any underwear.

He lunged forward again pulling my legs over his and wrapping leg around his hips pressing his huge dick at my entrance. It was so long and thick: my mouth started salivating instantly imagining wrapping my mouth around it. 

He pulled my underwear from my mouth and growled into my ear “Scream my fucking name” as he plunged his entire length into me, The breath was forced from my lungs “shitt, Daryl!”

“Did i fuckin stutter, I said scream it” he growled again biting my neck pulling out almost of the way and plunging deep into me again. Damn did i scream this time my eyes rolling back into my head enjoying the sensation. 

“Tha’s better now ride it bitch” 

I felt raw already from his huge length and girth filling me like i’d never been filled before. Pulling my arms around his neck to steady myself i used him to pull myself back up and then down slowly trying to adjust to his size. 

His mouth met mine in a rough eager kiss, capturing my tongue with his. He pulled his mouth back to my neck and whispered “Ya don know how long i’ve been waiting for this, Tell me how much you love my dick Y/N”

“Ahh” i cried out “so much baby so much” My eyes rolling into the back of my head still rolling my hips onto him. “Naw, Tell me who you belong to” “You” I moaned “You i belong to you daryl” I panted out. 

“Louder! I want everyone in the fuckin place to know your mine” 

“Oh god, Daryl, I’m yours! Only yours” I screamed 

“Better” He smirked. He moved my arms from around his neck and released my hand’s from his shirt. He walked backwards with me still perched on him, His legs hit the end of the bed and he sunk down taking me with him. 

“Now show me how much you love this dick”

I positioned myself better over him and sunk down to the hilt slowly savouring every glorious inch of him. My eyes shot open again moaning when my clit hit his pubic bone and i started grinding harder and faster now. 

I could feel his hand’s everywhere, God i can’t believe how long i had been longing for this moment, I cried out again. He leant up on his elbows and pulled one of my nipples into his mouth nibbling, and running his nails down the inside of my thighs. The combination was pure ecstasy. I could already feel the pressure in my mound building painfully begging to be released. 

He removed his mouth from me earning a sad moan from me desperate to feel his mouth on me, He looked back at my eye’s amusement on his face. He ran both hands up to my chest again gripping almost painfully. “And these, Who do they belong to Y/N?” “You baby, All yours” i breathed shakily. I was so close when he growled again “Say my fuckin name” My wall’s started constricting against him. “Ahh god, Daryll ....fuck Daryl” His eyes shone at my words. He was even more spurned on now. He flipped us over, throwing me into the bed and pulled my hips into the air ramming harder and deeper than before. 

“Cum for me baby” He whispered in his incredible gravelly voice.

Those four words was all I needed to push me over the edge. Crying his name out again i felt the damn of pressure welled up in me from the moment I saw him burst open. I rode out my high as hard as i could against him, I collapsed to the bed and felt him slow down, My brain fuzzy from my incredible high. I tried pushing myself up on my elbows and my eyes caught another’s at the door. 

I looked down and back up rubbing my eyes, “Shit Darryl stop!” I reached for the sheets to pull them over me. There were at least 6 men gazing in, Daryl continued unperturbed. You tried putting your hand behind you trying to push at his stomach to get his attention. He captured your arm and it around your back and pulled you up against him. 

“You think I didn't know, Now tell me again who you belong to” “Daryl please!” I said trying to cover my chest. He grabbed the sheet and flung it away. 

Rick spoke up from the back Your cheeks flushed horrified they had all seen you in the throws. “I think Daryl told you to do something, He doesn’t like to be kept waiting” He said with a gleam in his eyes. You gazed around the men seeing Rick, Zack, Merle, Glenn & i wasn’t sure who else grinning enjoying the show. I was suddenly unashamed as i felt the pressure build back up dangerously high.

Daryl seeing my eyes wander over the group wrapped my hair around his wrist and pushed my head back into the bed, Ramming harder and faster than i’d ever felt before making me scream again. “Say it” he shouted at me “Ahh shit im daryl’s, You claimed me baby” He replied “And no one else is going to make you feel this good again are they?” 

“God no, Only you, Ahh so good!”

“Ya heard her '' He said addressing the men “She’s mine. Naw you can all fuck off back to your pits and keep your fucken hand’s to your selves asshole’s” You heard Merle hoot “wooowee you get it baby brother” You stomach turned grateful daryl had told them to leave, before his body pushed another orgasm out of you. 

They all turned and left as Daryl biting my ear lobe moaned into me “Now cum again for me baby” He suddenly dove his hand under me and onto my clit. 

I instantly caved again screaming into the bed. 

Feeling my second orgasm pushed him to the brink again and he jackhammered into me. Hard. Chasing his high. I pushed back furiously desperate to feel him. I moaned “Cum in me Daryl please i need to feel you” 

I felt him explode moaning my name and grinding deep into me riding it fully out” 

He collapsed on top of me breathless. We lay like that for a few minutes when I felt him going hard in me again. He pulled out and lay back on the bed pulling me into his chest his heart still pounding in his chest.

“God girl, If i’d of known you were that good a fuck, I’d of taken you that first fucking night” A relaxed grin on his face. 

He turned and took my face in his hands kissing me softly and murmured into my lips “I hope you don’t think i'm done with you yet” He winked “I aint had a girl like you in a loooong time i aint even close to done with ya” 

He rolled back onto me pulling my lip with his teeth. “Ready?” I nodded desperate to feel him again. 

God knows how many hours & Orgasms later he fell off me pulling me close into his chest again. I passed out instantly, Thoroughly exhausted. He chuckled into my hair and followed me into blissful sleep. 

When we woke the next morning his arms still tight around me, Smiling in his sleep. 

I looked over happy wishing i could stay here forever but there was work to be done. 

I slowly picked his arm up and tried to wiggle out from under it, Before i'd gotten half way those glorious muscles had flexed and pulled me straight back into him. “Morning beautiful. Hope you don’t think your going anywhere. We’ve got so much time to make up for.” He nuzzled his face into yours sweetly. You could feel him growing hard against your hip. “Don’t worry i’m feeling responsible. I’ll make it quick!” 

He fucked me again for another hour until we were both sweaty, shaky wrecks. 

I groaned and rolled to the edge of the bed and sat up trying to stand up and instantly felt my legs buckle beneath me. He was up and caught me before i came crashing down. He laughed. “Don’t say i didn’t warn you” You laughed with him. “God, I love that sound” He said, staring into my eyes and planting a sweet kiss onto my lips. He stood and started grabbing his clothes from around the room and dressing. 

“Take your time getting up, I’m back in the guard tower again today, Don’t forget what i taught you last night” He said with a wink and ducked down to kiss me. He moved to the doorway and moved the curtain turning back at me. “Oh and babe I wanna see that outfit again today, Now i know it’s all for me” He winked again and left. 

I fell back on the bed with a huge grin on my face. Holy shit I can't wait for tonight! 

[isagisyoichi]

how do u think the boy would be in a party😈😈

NEW RULES!

SYNOPSIS: blue lock at a party

CHARACTERS INCLUDED: isagi, bachira, nagi, reo, rin, chigiri, naruhaya, niko, nanase, gagamaru, kunigami

WARNINGS: mentions of underage drinking and weed (but no one actually takes anything), swearing, mentions of throwing up and food, again pretend they're all friends and go to the same school because it's more fun to think that way. ooc rin maybe? idk i like pretending he's not as miserable as the manga makes him out to be 🤗 he deserves to have fun i think

A/N: no cause this was soooo fun to write tysm anon, i got through this in a flash cause i loved this suggestion sm :') literally one of the most fun requests i've ever gotten eeee!!!!! also this made me miss my irls bye corona can suck my balls fr

ISAGI YOICHI:

i feel like this would be his first big party aw lol, so he’s kind of nervous LMAO.

gets handed a beer by someone, has his first sip of it ever, and immediately spits it out. mutters “how the hell can anyone drink this?” and “discreetly” pours the rest into a bush.

mainly stays with nagi, chigiri, kunigami, and bachira and they just talk throughout the night

(bachira only sits down and talks after his energy dies down. i'll elaborate on this below the cut).

keeps asking nagi “what song is this?” throughout the night LOL. makes a mental note of what songs to add to his playlists.

slightly nods his head to the music, aw cute. goes a little harder and lip syncs/raps along when he really likes the song, though (i stand by my word when i said he loves “neon guts”)

does accidentally bump into someone, but isagi starts a convo with them after he apologizes, and they hit it off right away 🥰

but, the person left early and isagi, ever the dummy, forgets to ask for their number.

and he's actually so disappointed in himself when he realizes, too 😭

BACHIRA MEGURU:

not drunk or anything at all, but boy, the way he’s acting makes it seem like he is.

the self proclaimed “life of the party.”

can be found “dancing,” though i use that word generously because to classify whatever he’s doing as “dancing,” is a stretch, to every song, even if he doesn’t know the words LOL

really likes when throwbacks come on!!!! he does dance to the lyrics and not the beat sometimes, though 😭

but, bachira looks like he’s having so much fun, it’s so cute, he’s definitely been waiting for this moment his whole life 🥰

if you were dancing with him, bachira would 100% take you by the hand and spin you around

also forces gets isagi to dance with him but isagi’s so awkward 😭

bachira also ends up jumping in the pool sometime later that night. yells “cannonball!” and everything, like, okay michael phelps 😭

he doesn’t have extra clothes so reo has to give him some and they're so fucking big on him LOLLL

texts the groupchat “i was sooo crazy last night😂” in the morning LMAOO, okay babe calm down

KUNIGAMI RENSUKE:

takes it upon himself to make sure none of his friends die LOL

only drinks water and diet coke 👍

his mom calls in the middle of the party to ask how he's doing and bachira and nagi are doing stupid shit like yelling “pass the weed” and fake moaning 😭

isagi and chigiri tell him to tell her they say hi LOL

really likes when the dj puts on 90s/2000's r&b/hiphop songs (i'll die by my hc that kunigami's an oldies fan)

mostly sways side to side to the music, but he did also dance a little, per request of bachira, and ended up talking to a cute person a for little, too 🤗

offers to help clean up in the morning

CHIGIRI HYOUMA:

at least two drunk girls have mistaken him for their friend, and another four have asked to touch his hair.

tried to use one of reo’s many bathrooms, found a couple making out, outwardly said “gross,” and then left to find another one 😭

nods his head and taps his foot to the music, not much of a dancer.

also a people-watcher, and he points out things he sees are happening to his friends.

“guys, i think misa and her boyfriend are breaking up, look.” leave that poor girl alone bro 😭

finds himself laughing a lot that night because damn! his friends are funny, whether they try to be or not.

not really a party person, but chigiri actually had a lot of fun 🥰

NARUHAYA ASAHI:

also on the dancefloor! doesn’t really dance, per say, but he jumps up and down and does the fist pump thing 😭 he has the spirit, let's give him that.

drank a lot of soda, so he’s filled with energy. also pees in at least three of reo's bathrooms.

talks to his friends, but also makes new ones! also i feel like he takes a lot of pictures LOL. he needs the finsta content 😭

plays truth or dare, or something like that. ends up having to do some stupid shit like smack raichi’s ass and run away, but naruhaya did make out with the girl next to him, so fair trade, he thinks.

also ends up in the pool, but he’s playing chicken with gagamaru and some other people. does not win a single round, but he had fun 😇

leaves with like four plates of food and one of reo’s decorative towels for some reason???

GAGAMARU GIN:

goes through a bunch of reo's shit 😭 he's not taking anything, but he's just curious LOL

strikes up very, random conversations with a bunch of people out of nowhere, good for him!

weirdly good at darts, very good aim.

although one round, naruhaya accidentally distracted gagamaru and one of darts ended up in reo's wall 💔

“it's fine, he has the money to fix it,” naruhaya shrugs as he walks away from reo's now punctured, wall. so true bestie!

gagamaru somehow ends up giving some drunk stranger some “life-changing” advice. (whether it's good or not is debatable)

they thank gagamaru for changing their life and he never sees them again

NAGI SEISHIRO:

irritates the fuck out the dj because nagi keeps asking him to play one specific song over and over again.

it was good the first time, don't wear it out for the rest of us bae 😭

doesn't really dance, just nods his head, maybe raps along a little, too

when he talks to the girls that come up to him, nagi says stuff like “yeah, the host and i go way back, we’re best friends.”

“way back,” my ass, but whatever nagi 🤨

knocks out in one of reo’s guest rooms. someone finds him when they’re trying to look for the bathroom and they draw a mustache and a bunch of other stupid shit on him 😭

tries to leave before reo makes him help clean up in the morning. does not work 👍

dumbass also ended up losing his phone (reo bought him a new one so nagi doesn't really care)

RAICHI JINGO:

gasses himself up sooo much when he’s trying to hit on girls.

“yeah, i'm about to go D1 after high school, just wait on it,” yeah, okay raichi 🙄

also tries to show them his highlights, bye. babe, i mean this in the nicest possible way but, i do not care, can we just kiss 🙏

i feel like he’s one of those boys who likes to take his shirt off for no reason, so raichi most definitely ends up shirtless at some point of the night 😭

takes pictures with reo’s fancy cars in his garage to flex 💀 gets annoyed when reo says raichi can’t drive them. raichi doesn't even have his license 😑

plays pool and is actually not that bad. does almost accidentally blind isagi with his cue, though.

IMAMURA YUUDAI:

he's with some girls but, he’s a dummy and he didn’t know his other hoes would be there, so imamura had quite a few drinks spilled on him here and there.

still somehow leaves with like three new girls snaps, four numbers, and a bunch of lipstick stains. not even gonna lie, i respect his game.

actually a really good dancer, and he knows he looks good, too. knows the words to every drake song that comes on, argue with your mom.

lip-syncs the words to you when you dance together and it makes you more flustered than you would think 🙄

the type to pull you close and wraps his arms around your waist or around your neck

actually really fun to talk to. always in the loop with drama and stuff, so he's always got some interesting conversation topics. and he's funny 😭

MIKAGE REO:

obviously, the party’s at his house. what’s the point of having a rich teammate if you can’t exploit them for their possessions?

jokes, but reo did offer to throw it at his mansion house in the first place.

actually really likes throwing parties lmao, so he jumped at the opportunity.

posted on his snap, “party at my place su for address‼️” LOL

natural charm + raised with good manners = reo being an amazing host

but, reo does have a little group of girls following him around the entire night 👎

and it irritates the hell out of whoever reo’s trying to talk to because they’re all up on him, making it hard for reo to pay attention 😑

also doesn’t help that he entertains them and flirts back and dances with a couple of them, too

and looks good when he dances, too UGH!!!! he's the type to run his hands up and down your body while he dances with you 😣

i hate this man 👎 /j

ITOSHI RIN:

practicing. he didn’t come. sike! rin has a social life, too, come on now, y'all 🙄

talked a big game about how he wouldn’t show up then he still came anyways, like rin, what 😭??

super good at cup pong and he knows it. he keeps beating ryusei and if you look closely, rin has something reminiscent of a smirk on his face.

a foot-tapper, not a dancer, which sucks because he’s not even bad at dancing, either 👎

a couple of girls come up to rin to flirt, but rin doesn’t give them the time of day. no response or anything just a little side eye 😭

rin just talks to his friends and that’s it, really.

actually internally glad for the chance to kickback and relax for once, tbh.

but, he refuses to admit he had any semblance of fun. (he did, rin’s just a weenie 😒)

NIKO IKKI:

the team forced him to come 😭

niko’s already a homebody and he doesn’t like loud noises or large social scenes, so he wasn’t too jazzed about going somewhere where the both of those things combine.

also he's picky with music so LOL. does like that one remix to the pursuit of happiness, though

he’s a wall-stander, i hate to break it to y’all. just watched everything from a distance and didn't talk to anyone except for isagi and his friends.

bye, if you don’t get off the damn wall and dance (he'd dance with me i'm different 🥰🤗)

keeps opening and closing his phone so he looks busy but that mf is literally just going through the settings app 😭

called his mom to bring him home an hour and a half in 👎

NANASE NIJIROU:

i hate to admit it, but he’s the annoying first year that documents everything on snap bye

he’s just excited to be there but like, there is no reason for his story to be half an hour long.

i'm not watching all of that! sorry that happened to you or good for you 🤗

probably playing games like spin the bottle or seven minutes in heaven. is very proud of himself for kissing four people in one night #bigmoves 🥳

stays with his group of friends and they're sooo loud and rowdy LMAOO. #firstyearthings

you can literally hear them laughing over the music, but they're having fun, so it's fine (at least of those kids hits people when they laugh too)

also dances, too! has super good energy and a natural sense of rhythm surprisingly 🥰 also a good hypeman!!!!! honestly, he's just really fun to be around tbh

overall, has a lot of fun, as you can tell by his story 😇

[aries-writingblog]

Brave Enough

Summary: Bucky wonders if he’ll ever be brave enough to admit his feelings to you

Words Count: 1980- ish (I got a little carried away- sorry!!)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Warnings: language, characters engaging of age drinking

A/N: gif is not my own, credit to original creator. Happy reading!!

“Bucky, lighten up, man.” Steve griped, flicking through the menu. The brunette didn’t respond, just slumping down lower in his chair and sulking even more. A deep frown etched onto his features. “It’s just a couple hours.”

“Whatever.” He snipped. Bucky could feel his teeth grit together, his jaw aching from pressure. Sam’s foot connected with his under the table, a teasing tilt to his eyebrows.

“He’s just mad that he has to be here instead of lurking ‘round in the shadows back home.” Sam nudged his foot again. Bucky kicked out, but Sam was too quick. Pulling his foot away just in time. “You ever catch him at like three in the morning, just standing around in a dark hallway?”

“Shut up.” Bucky hissed, snatching a spoon from his place setting. The utensil flew across the table, smacking Sam in the chest before falling to his lap. “And I’m not mad I have to be here.”

He truly wasn’t upset he had to be there. He was upset that one person in particular wouldn’t be in attendance. YN was still off on a mission, unfortunately missing Wanda’s birthday dinner. Without her, Bucky would just spend the whole night sulking, no one else treated him the way she did. No one else was her. Without her, his night was already marked as uneventful and boring.

“You are.” Steve corrected, glancing to his watch. “The girls should be here by now. What’s holding them?”

Bucky glanced around the restaurant, eyes scanning over Tony who was animatedly speaking with the owner. Bruce, retuning from the restroom, Peter following him with a million questions. The older man seemed to age further as the teen pestered him- asking questions ranging from science to personal. The kid could be slightly invasive at times.

The door opened- the other half of their party. The birthday girl. Wanda made her way across the room, Natasha behind her and…

“YN.” Bucky felt a weight lift from his chest- possibly his reluctance to be at the table. He watched as she gave him a small smile and wave before Wanda pulled her off to the bathroom.

“Save me a seat!” YN called, meeting Bucky’s eyes. His eyes followed her all the way, until he could no longer see her. Then he was brought back into reality by a cough.

Fuck- he did that in public. His eyes fell to Steve and Sam, their faces schooled into expressions of taunting delight.

“You gonna save her a seat or what?” Steve asked, lips twitching as they begged to smile. Bucky flicked his wrist, giving his friend a very classy middle finger as they snickered in response.

But Bucky did as she said. He unfolded the napkin at the place mat on his right, showing someone was going to sit there. Then he tucked his hands into his lap, waiting anxiously for her return. Sam pursed his lips, leaning his elbows on the table. Bucky groaned, regretting his decision to stay out when Sam sat across from him.

“Won’t you just tell her you’re in love? It would be a lot easier.” He advised, fingers laced under his jaw. Bucky scowled, his foot finally catching Sam off guard, foot connecting with his shin bone. The man cursed, jerking his chair back.

The bathroom door opened, the trio of women hustling toward the table. Natasha was shoving YN playfully, the woman responding with a laugh. Then she turned her eyes to him and he stopped breathing. Stopped living. Oxygen leaving his lungs at an exponential rate when she smiled. Teeth flashing.

“Got a seat for me, Barnes?” She asked- the sound of her voice snapping his consciousness back into the present. Bucky stumbled over himself clumsily, shoving his own chair back to pull hers out for her. “Thank you.” He pushed her back in before taking his own.

“I thought you were still in Arizona?” He kept a constant tab in his brain to focus. There had been several occasions when the pair were carrying a conversation and he noticed, too late, he had just been staring into her eyes. He didn’t mean to- it just happened.

“Just landed. Sorry I didn’t tell you sooner I was back- Wanda begged me to come tonight so I had to rush to get dressed.” She explained, giving a half hearted gesture to her clothes. Bucky saw nothing wrong with them- she looked beautiful as always.

“No worries. You look beautiful anyways.” Bucky smiled. He could see in the corner of his eye- Sam and Steve sharing a look across the table. Bucky always experienced these mood swings around YN.

If he was distraught, she was there to soothe him. If he was annoyed or angry, just seeing her face would brighten his day. If he was happy, which wasn’t too often without her being a catalyst, she only intensified that feeling.

Bucky had met YN three months into his stay at the Tower. They shared a wall- his apartment was the one beside hers. He didn’t know she was his neighbor the night she came stumbling home from a mission- exhausted and dirty. Dried blood on her hairline and a red path dripping from her nose. She didn’t notice him that night as he sat in the quiet common area of floor 48. She brushed past him and dug into the fridge. He watched her shove six slices of cold pizza onto a plate and snatch three beers before disappearing into her apartment.

Needless to say, he was intrigued. But he never spoke to her. Not until two months later, in the middle of the night. She happened upon him sitting in the quiet, wide awake and writing in his journal. She commented that she also journaled- sprinting back to her bedroom to bring back a leather bound journal covered in stickers. She then offered him some of his own stickers, pressing them to the black journal in his hands.

Four months of midnight meetings passed and Bucky was infatuated. He found himself wanting to speak to her all the time- going out of his way to find her and talk. Thinking of her all the time, linking an activity with her. Asking himself ‘I wonder what YN would think of…’ Sitting with her at meals, hanging out when she was home. If he could, Bucky would have her attached to his hip at all times.

When they were together, Bucky would go to any lengths necessary to keep her there longer. To take more of her time. For once in his life, he wanted to be selfish. He wanted her complete and undivided attention. Most times, he received it. She happily gave into him, pouring affection onto the super soldier. And he swam in it- unabashedly. Unashamed to be so intoxicated around her.

“Hey, what are you ordering?” YN whispered, leaning toward his

Bucky snapped back, again, noticing that everyone had taken a seat and began to order their meals. Her eyes were trained on him expectantly. YN had seen him lose focus and attempted to reel him back in. He always seemed to fade away, she noticed. She didn’t know where his mind went when it happened but she was a pessimist- she assumed the worst.

“Me- ordering?” Bucky stuttered, his tongue barely catching up with his mind. He winced as she gave a soft smile- another snicker coming from across the table. He shot a glance over to Sam, the biting glare garnered a snarky reply.

“Smooth.” Sam muttered, propping his menu in front his face, shielding it from Bucky’s wrath.

“Sam.” Steve scolded lightly, voice low. Bucky bit back his embarrassment, clearing his throat before responding. It was gonna be a long night.

~~~~~~

YN giggled again, swaying as Bucky latched an arm around her waist. Keeping her upright. It was a struggle- she was very touchy when she was tipsy. Bucky’s heart did jumping jacks, unsure if he should revel in the affection or be disappointed she was doing it while drunk.

“Oh- Bucky, what if we took Four Loko’s and, and… White Claws!” Her fingers wiggled as she spoke, eyes watery and wide. Bucky chuckled, his body unaccustomed to the motions.

“No more alcohol for you tonight, alright? You’re already gonna hate me in the morning for letting you drink so much.” He tugged her waist gently, allowing his fingers to rest on her hip. YN rested her head against his chest as the elevator slowed to a stop on their floor.

“I could never hate you, you know that, right?” She asked, eyes gazing up at him. Bucky heaved a gentle sigh, meeting her eyes. A soft smile on his lips.

“Thank you, sweetheart.”

The pair slowly exited the elevator, YN trying her best to break away from his grip. Her attention span was that of a mouse- hands reaching for things in the hallways and in the common area. Finally, they reached the set of doors belonging to them. He released her very carefully to dig through his pockets. YN had given him her spare key months ago, he had it on his key ring. She had it printed in a bright blue- the loudest color on the ring when compared to the black key of his motorcycle and the silver key of his apartment.

He didn’t really need the color distinction. There were only three keys there but hers was the most important one. He had it memorized the day she gave it to him.

“Hey Friday, unlock Bucky’s main door.”

“What? She can do that?” Bucky whipped around, catching a fleeting glimpse of her wobbling, unsteady body as she stumbled into his apartment. “Fuck.”

Bucky abandoned his task in favor of the new, more important task. Getting YN out of his apartment. He followed her at a quick pace, hand outstretched to snatch her wrist but she made an abrupt turn down his hallway. Toward his bedroom.

“YN!” He hissed, reaching for her again. She shoved the door open and made her way into the room. “What are you doing?”

“I wanted to see your apartment- you never let me in here when we hang out.” She murmured, eyes locking in on the bookshelf in the corner. She made a beeline to it, fingers tracing over the spines of the books. She reached for a book on the second shelf. The second shelf was dedicated to his old journals.

“Okay, maybe…” he gingerly broke her grasp on the book before she could open it, sliding it back into place. Bucky rested his hands on her shoulders, steering her out of the room. “We can do a tour when you’re a little more sober.”

It wasn’t that he didn’t want her there- Bucky wanted to show her everything, give her everything. But some part of himself kept pushing it all back, keeping her in the light. He didn’t want her to see the bad parts, and there were plenty. He was terrified she wouldn’t want his broken pieces if she saw them.

YN hummed, breaking from his grasp again. He sighed in defeat, letting her go. She tossed her phone to the rug and flopped face first into the bed. A sigh of content rushed from her lips as she snuggled deeper into the blankets.

“Your bed is sooo comfy…” Her voice was muffled by the thick comforter. “This isn’t fair- my bed isn’t this comfy.”

No one’s slept in it since it was purchased- Bucky but back the comment, deciding it wasn’t a good topic to broach. Considering the circumstances. He stood, watching her for a moment. Allowing her to take control for the time being. The smile from earlier began to creep onto his face as she snuggled deeper into the sheets- fully clothed.

“Alright- enough of that, YN. Let’s get you home.” He murmured, tugging on her ankle. She didn’t budge. Bucky stopped, looking up to her face. She was sound asleep. “YN?”

Nothing.

Bucky sighed.

He reached for her ankle again, unclipping the heels from her feet, allowing them to fall to the floor. He swung her legs around, tugging the blankets down on the bed. Bucky pulled them back over her body, reaching into her hair to pull it out of the tight bun she had it in. The hair tie around his wrist as he tucked her in.

“Goodnight, YN.” He whispered softly. Bucky hesitated, lips close to her temple. He could hear a faint snore coming from her throat, dark lashes resting against her cheekbones.

He allowed himself to carefully lean forward, lips pressing to her temple gently. Then he backed away quietly, turning the lights off as he exited. He couldn’t help himself- stealing another glance at her sleeping figure before closing the door. He also couldn’t help the bittersweet smile that tugged at his lips.

One day… one day I’ll be brave enough for you.

Read Part 2: Courageous

[jenojaemssss]

nct dream as your boyfriend

nct dream x gn!reader

fluffy boyfriend!nct dream headcanons because it's 2 am and i'm all up in my head <3 also because i have no motivation to work on dont need it and am holding it off as much as i possibly can before finalizing it <3

lee mark

just the softest boy

we already know he really enjoys playing the guitar

so i feel like he’s the type to wake up at like 3 in the morning with a melody in mind

like he wakes up in cold sweat because he has such a good idea and he CANNOT forget it

he’d record a snippet of it and send it to you after he perfects it

but this is rare because he’d rather hear your reaction

mark isn’t the type to facetime; he’d rather just call you or just come over to see you in person

so a lot of the time you’d get an incoming phone call

at 3 in the morning

because he forgets the time when he’s immersed in his craft

and because it’s a phone call, he can’t see you squinting at your phone

but you’d try your best to not make it obvious that you were already asleep

and then he’d go on and on about how he was in the middle of writing something and thought about you

his voice literally just wakes you up because he’s so excited over his creation

“ready to hear it?”

and after playing it for you he’d have the widest, goofiest smile on his face

he’d be so proud of yourself after you give him a personal round of applause

but his grin doesn’t stay on for long because there’d be banging on his wall from his housemates telling him to shut up

this happened so often that they don’t even have to say anything, just forcefully tap their wall and he’d get the hint

usually then, he’d finally realize how late-or technically, early- it was getting

“ah shit, fuck were you sleeping when i called?”

and you’d just chuckle because he’s so damn cute

and then you’d remind him how much you love and enjoy his hobby

and how it makes you happy getting to listen to him play his guitar

“you do know you don’t have to pick up, right?”

but you’d just smile even wider and he could hear it over the phone and he’d smile too

your smile is so endearing to him

and when he was the reason you’re smiling, it sends him through the clouds

because how could HE be the cause of such a beautiful smile

“hey, baby?”

“yeah, mark?”

“i love you.”

and you’d giggle so hard because he still gives you butterflies

“i love you, too, mageolli.”

“bro, did hyuck teach you that?” he squeaks

another bang on his wall makes him jump and he ends up whispering to you for about another hour

huang renjun

this man loves to read, so whenever he’s reading a book he really likes, he’d annotate it with the intentions of giving it to you

sometimes he’d highlight funny things and write little notes like “this made me laugh and i thought you’d like it too”

so fucking endearing let me tell you

and when he comes across romantic lines, he’d highlight them in pink and write little notes on how it reminded him of you

when he’s done with the book and gives it to you, you’d find cute little highlighted portions with notes and messages directed for you

sometimes, he’d write you cute little messages on the inside cover, kind of like an introduction to his annotations

he’d also write a mini introduction to the content of the book, but in his own cute way

“i found this book really funny (those funny scenes are highlighted in yellow) and there were a lot of scenes where the interactions between the two main characters reminded me of you and i, so those are highlighted in purple”

and a bunch of other notes related to his annotations

the back cover has a mini summary and all his personal thoughts after finishing the book

“could they BE anymore stupid? he should have confessed to her when…” and many more angry-renjun reactions

there was one time he was reading pride and prejudice and came across this line

“in vain i have struggled. it will not do. my feelings will not be repressed. you must allow me to tell you how ardently i admire and love you.”

he was about to pull out his highlighter and smear the bright pink across it but pauses

and then he just slams the book closed because he remembers how much of an asshole mr. darcy was in this book

and how much he hated pride and prejudice

he was only reading it again because you asked him to read it with you

the two of you often picked out your favorite books and had the other one read it and discuss it with each other after you both finished

kind of like a personal book club

this time around you picked this wretched book and he was not having it

but then you pulled out the puppy eyes

he gagged in front of you and asked that if he’d read it with you, you wouldn’t pull that shit again

internally he loved it, he just doesn’t like showing it physically

anyways, after slamming the book shut he stood up from the couch but was so pissed off with the fucking book that he called you

“babe, why is lizzy so fucking idiotic?”

you’re just as confused as he is, but for a totally different reason

“i know we’re supposed to discuss when we’re finished but i just cannot read this book anymore.”

lee jeno

the type of boyfriend that has a really hard time expressing his feelings in words

so he’d show it in his actions instead

his love language is most likely physical touch

but at the same time he seems like the type to not enjoy too much physical affection in public

yet he still needs to be touching you: always

just small gestures to keep in physical contact with you

it reassures him that you’re still there

in public, he’d make an effort to hold pinkies

like he’d interlock them when you’re walking around the grocery store or just when you go on walks together

oh yeah, jeno really likes walks

like when the two of you are having a really rough day or when you’re both just not in the best mood, he’d ask to go on walks to clear your minds

it’s his way of telling you that he’s there for you

on the rough days, instead of holding your pinky, he’d intertwine your hands instead

and when you guys argue over things and he doesn’t know what to say, he’d leave the room for a bit so that you don’t say things you don’t really mean to each other

jeno is a good man, he was raised right

so he KNOWS when he’s at fault

and when he realizes what he’s done and takes all the things you say into consideration, you’d hear the sink running or the vacuum turn on

he’d clean your apartment for you as an apology

back to the physical touch aspect of him

rare *public* back hugs here and there but only around people he’s comfortable with

but when you’re alone??

he would literally CLING onto you, personal bubble does not exist to this man

wraps his arms around your waist when you cook or do the dishes, playing footsies when you eat, all of that

sometimes when you’re both on the couch doing work on separate laptops he’d make it a literal mission to be in physical contact with you

like even if it interferes with his work, he’s gotta be touching you

he’d have one leg thrown over your torso if your hands are too busy with something

it’s really endearing because if you moved at all, like even just a little and he wasn’t able to have a part of his body on yours, he’d start pouting

he’d reach his arms or legs out in a grabbing motion and not say anything

and then you’d have to reposition yourself so that the two of you would be able to work and he still be able to touch you

and his smiles, the fucking smiles when he gets to hold your hand after you guys finish working on whatever you needed to work on

his cuddles are top tier too, and he’d make sure you guys get at least 30 minutes of cuddles a day

lee donghyuck

the whiniest, most annoying (but adorable) boyfriend ever

like jeno, he needs to be in physical contact with you, but instead of quietly pouting or reaching for you, he’d YELL

“y/n! hold my hand!”

“but i’m typing-”

“babe, hold my hand!!!!” *intense pouting*

he normally drops it when he knows you’re actually busy, but when he knows you’re just watching a movie or something, he keeps pestering you until you hold his hand

and when you do, he takes the opportunity to POUNCE on you like he just deadass lays on top of you

and you let him because it’s actually really comforting having his weight on top of you

NOSE KISSES!!!!!! lots of those

and forehead pecks

it goes both ways, though, because he likes receiving those too!!!!! fairness!!!!!

he’s the type to play tricks on you, but never takes it too far because he doesn’t want to hurt you in any way

and he spoils you a lot

like not with materialistic things (though sometimes he does) but more with arguments and when it comes to picking what to do/eat for the day

he’s the type to always think before his actions, yet when he’s around you, all logic is thrown to the side

“you wanna go bungee jumping? bet!” (even though he’s afraid of heights)

he gets two of everything when he goes to the store; one for him and one for you

and when you first started dating, you got a bit shy because of this due to the fact that he’s spending extra on you

you felt bad he was spending extra money so whenever you were buying things, you followed his habit and do the same thing

and for the first couple months he’d say that it’s fine and everything but when you both got really comfortable around each other, he’d be really witty with his comebacks

“no, i don’t wanna share with you” or “pay me back then”

sometimes the casual, “no, you’re gonna eat all of it and leave me nothing”

soon enough, the two of you fell into the habit of buying two of everything wherever you went (besides the things that you both know the other person hates)

also, when you first started dating, a lot of it was just casually hanging out at a park or walking around a random neighborhood and getting food nearby

street food you can take on the go >>>> food from fancy restaurants

and also, when you first started getting snacks for each other and he didn’t know what you liked, he got one of everything

like for example, the first time you guys had a movie night at your place, he went to the store but didn’t know what brand of chips you preferred so he bought both kinds

(he learned that day what your favorite snacks and brands were and he remembered it forever)

na jaemin

HUGS!

jaemin is the king of hugs, like no one, absolutely NO ONE can beat him when it comes to hugs

they’re always so warm and he always knows whenever you need one

he’s kind of like a battery pack, so whenever you hug him, you feel recharged and energized

because all his hugs are full of love and you can literally feel it radiating off of him

“jaems, i need-”

you can’t even finish your sentence because he’s already engulfing you

“i know, baby”

sometimes you’d tease him and say things like, “i was gonna ask for some water” or some shit like that and he’d get all pouty

and when he’s about to let go, you just pull him into you more

so obviously, he’s another fan of physical affection

but unlike jeno and hyuck, he’s not quite the clingy type

he will give you your space and will not invade your personal bubble, but instead just show that he’s there by doing other things

whenever he sees that your water glass is half empty, he’d go refill it

would always ask if you wanted a snack

would feed you his food when you were busy working on your laptop

just little actions to show that he’s paying attention to you

you pick up on his habit and slowly become more tentative too

he’s also the type that shows the overprotective type of affection too

like, when it gets cold and he notices you shiver a little, he’d immediately take off his sweater/hoodie/jacket, whatever, and give it to you

or whenever your clothes seem to be bothering you, he’d offer you his shirt or pants or anything for you to feel more comfortable

he really enjoys cooking for you, so you’d have little cooking dates every once in a while where he teaches you a recipe or you teach him something

and it always either ends up in a disaster or a really appetizing success, no mediocre food in this household

the disasters are normally when you’re in charge of the cooking because you get distracted by jaemin’s crackheadery

he talks to the fucking vegetables and asks them how their day was before chopping them up, like what the fuck?

the normally tentative jaemin gets distracted because he’s making you laugh

he loves hearing you laugh, so he keeps doing what he’s doing to get to hear it more

so sometimes you forget you’re boiling something, you forget there’s something on the stove and shit starts spilling out

you’re both panicking and looking for the fire extinguisher

jaemin just ends up smacking it with whatever he’s holding and the flames go out and you both end up laughing and rolling around on the floor for the next 10 minutes

zhong chenle

can be the most evil or the most adoring boyfriend, there is no inbetween

like some days, he’d tease you to the point you ignore him while other days he’s all cuddly, snuggled up against you while hyping you up like you’re some sort of insta baddie

but a constant is that he will ALWAYS call you cute

you say something stupid? “cute.”

you CALL him stupid? “how cute!”

you drop your phone in the toilet? “cute.”

he has an obsession with that word, but it doesn’t really bother or annoy you because you really like hearing him say it

even when you guys play video games

you’re both beast at battle royale games, so you’re both constantly playing with one another

you guys normally don’t play when you see each other/ meet up because you spend that time doing other quality couple things

like bicker over what to order or where to get boba from for the day

so instead you guys normally play video games together at 3 in the morning after finishing up all your work for the day

whenever you’d knock down an enemy, you’d hear him from the other end of the phone shouting things like, “y/n that kill was so sexy!” (he picked that up from jaemin)

when you make noises after either missing or hitting your target, he’d chuckle to himself and mumble a little, “cute.”

soon enough you’re also picking up the habit and calling him cute all the damn time too

at first, he insisted that you stopped calling him cute because it was HIS line

“babe, i know i’m adorable, but stop calling me cute.”

“no.”

more bickering because he is so persistent

eventually got used to it and you two would have little squabbles over how the other is overusing it when you're BOTH doing it

not normally the type to be showing physical affection, but will cuddle when he’s sleepy

he feels safe when he’s holding you so he’s at peace and can fall asleep easily

he probably likes petting your hair when he’s the big spoon, and likes it when you pet his hair when he’s the little spoon

OMG WAIT he’s probably the type to have you lay on his lap (or vice versa) and just play with your hair (or have you play with his hair)!!!!!!!

like y’all are just chilling on the couch watching some basketball game and he just lays on your lap out of nowhere

“time for human contact!”

you’d just laugh and start combing your hand through his hair and he closes his eyes and ends up falling asleep

park jisung

the best friend type of boyfriend where the most couply thing you end up doing is going yo the zoo and feeding animals

he really likes when you guys go to the gift shop and play with the little toys they have

he’s super interested in the little things and is fascinated by everything big and small

you find that shit so cute and secretly take pictures of him staring at the miniature figures of lions

he catches on after seeing you changed your wallpaper to a picture of him holding a giraffe puppet and having it look at him

he holds your finger when you walk around so that you both don’t get lost

but his hands are really big compared to yours, so you switch to holding his finger instead and he physically melts because he thinks it looks so cute

i think your typical dates are the ones that involve a lot of walking around BECAUSE of the fact that you hold onto his finger

(jk, but like...he just thinks it’s really cute)

(so much so that it becomes a habit when you’re just hanging out)

(watching a movie? here, hold my finger. grocery shopping? here, hold it.)

you guys go to the amusement park often too

you hold onto each other’s fingers and wander around the park looking for rides that jisung can ride because he's scared of action

but you like roller coasters, and jisung always feels bad because you never ride them when you two go together

so one time, when there was one you really wanted to go on but you knew it would have scared jisung

so you decided to pass up on it because you didn’t want to leave him alone

but he was noticing how your eyes kept lingering on the coaster and he broke

“y/n, i’ll go on it with you”

and you’re shocked because you didn’t even say you wanted to go on it, like you just looked at it but he caught on

and you tried to brush it off and insisting that you could go on a ride you both liked

but he was so stern about it because he knew how much you wanted to go on it

i think he’s the type of boyfriend that normally gets over his fears when he is encouraged by his partner, and in this case, his form of encouragement was making you happy

he just likes seeing you happy in general

so internally, he’s hyping himself up while you’re cheering for him

and although he’s scared shitless, he goes through with it because he knows that this is a fear he needs to get over, so might as well get it over with while making you smile!

and so when it’s your turn to get on the ride, he gets cold feet, kinda, but you grab onto his hand, not his finger, and rub your thumb over it to reassure him that it’ll be fine

and it was honestly not that bad because he felt safe with you holding his hand the entire time

and when the ride finishes and he sees how happy you are, he thinks to himself that it was so worth it because you’re beaming

he makes a note

holding your hand > holding fingers