#u know u loved the gazebo

[gothicfairytopia]

“aziraphale was wrong to leave crowley” “aziraphale is wrong to think he can fix heaven” aziraphale is wrong to hate on the sound of music next question

[fadingdaggerr]

Hey, I have just read heaven’s gate ( Larissa weems x reader ) and absolutely loved it! Is there any chance for a part two? Thank you x

pearlescent (18+ minors, dni)

pairing: larissa weems x gn!reader

summary: part two of heaven’s gate | 4.5k

includes: lesbians too in love for their own good, fluff

warnings: kissing/making out, sexual innuendo, afab reader (no breasts described for r), smut (fingering (L/r), oral (L), thigh riding (L)) can u tell i like eating pussy

note: first non-melissa post in over a year to bring me back from hiatus. thank u for ur patience. i feel like those wattpad writers that are like “just got out of a coma here’s a fic”

The smooth paving of the highway becomes bumpy and uneven as you pass the final gas station between here and your destination. Every pothole the car jumps over is like a shot of espresso through your aching joints. After the last stop, you promised yourself to drive straight through. Another stop would mean another chance to acknowledge the numbing of your ass after five hours in the car, and with one hour left, you’re not risking it. You really weren’t kidding when you said that teleportation would be much more useful.

Cell service is quickly obsolete as you continue through the woods, scanning the road for any squirrels that may decide that today was the day. Drumming against the steering wheel, you let your mind wander. Maybe coming without telling her is a bad idea, but it also has the potential not to be. She had begged you to drive to her just two days after she left, and you would have, if only your client hadn’t walked in the door. Dueling busy schedules made two months pass like molasses, longing to drop everything and hitchhike if you had to. Would the lack of alerting her put her off? Gods, you hope not.

A sudden shift of turbulent driving to a slight jostle of cobblestone removes you from the swirling doubt in your mind, peeking towards the sign you’re approaching. Green and rusting, white lettering reads: Welcome to Jericho! The Salem of Vermont. You find yourself glad someone took the time to graffiti over the last bit.

Ignoring the anxiety climbing your spine, you keep going, and going, and going, and going, until you finally break through the treeline. Out of nowhere sits the cutest town you think you’ve ever seen, with little brick shops with murals and a gazebo with the remains of New Year’s decor still hanging on. It makes sense why people would want to come here, why she would choose to stay.

In an attempt to not draw more attention than an outsider already gets, let alone an outcast one, you don’t linger on viewing the quaint town of Jericho. There’s better views awaiting you later, at the very castle-like building you can see on the high hill. Looming in a shadow, one that doesn’t extend over the rest of the town, sits Nevermore in all its glory. The corners of your lips turn up into a small smile, the view is nostalgic, bringing back the memories of your time at Byron’s.

The memory brings a reminder to the forefront of your mind, and with cell service restored, now is the best time. Carefully, and without taking your eyes off the road, you navigate to your favorite contacts.

“Hello, my angel!”

You chuckle, “it’s just me.”

“Fuck, nevermind then,” Parker grumbles, “so you’re not there yet?”

“I’m pulling up in a second, just wanted to let you know now before I can’t.”

A characteristic cackle comes from the other end, “gonna jump her bones immediately, I see, I see. Can’t say I blame you, she makes me question things about myself.”

“This is exactly why I called you before getting here,” you chuckle, pulling through the front gates, “but I gotta go now.”

“Yes, yes, go get slutted out, harlot. Just please call me sometime, so I can talk with the love of our lives,” Parker begs.

“I’m telling Max you said that,” you deadpan, hanging up just as you hear a rushed wait!

—☽—

For a town so small minded, from what you’ve been told, you’re more than surprised to find that you are able to walk into Nevermore unnoticed. Some students stand around, talking amongst themselves, but none seem to pay you any mind, likely thinking you’re just another teacher. Using the anonymity to your advantage, you slow your pace, listening in carefully. A gorgon walks by you, the only student at this time that seems to be carrying any school supplies.

You mentally scold yourself for stereotyping her studious behavior before you focus in on her mind. Your consciousness runs through hers, searching through test anxieties and hockey tryout concerns, until you find what you need. The literature wing, I could’ve guessed that. Coming back into your own mind, you’re already speeding up the stairs before your pupils return to their normal size.

Passing another student two stories up, you pray the siren knows which office you need, yet they don’t. Neither do the werewolves or the seer. Do you guys even go to classes? You’re about to give up on the full surprise, headache seeping in from all the mindreading of anxious teenagers. Just before you exit the hallway entirely, you actually look up from your feet, and you mentally smack yourself upside the head for not just reading the plaques on the doors.

With a renewed pep in your step, you keep just shy of running as you read every door. Finally, you reach a door that has a newer plaque compared to neighboring ones, serif font unscathed by age. Professor L. Weems, Department of Literature. Your heart skips a beat at the mere sight of her name. Noticing the door being cracked open, you push it open slightly more, hoping your search ends here.

Hunched over an antique desk, red-framed glasses perched on her nose with a pen spinning between her fingers, she doesn’t seem to notice the attention on her. It’s hard to pry yourself away from watching her, when holding her is seemingly moments away. Pushing the door the rest of the way open, you knock on the doorway with shaking knuckles.

A huff passes scarlet lips as Larissa peers up, a brief, disinterested gaze passing over her features. The pen in her hand stills, falling to the desk with a small clatter. Blue eyes widen as she stares unwaveringly at you. Fidgeting under her gaze, you smile nervously, “was- uh- was looking for professor Weems? Know her, by any chance?”

In no less than a blink, Larissa is rounding her desk at top speeds, crashing into your body as her arms wrap around your neck. Nearly falling into the hall, you just barely keep the two of you up, leaning into her to walk her backwards. One hand grips her waist as the other blindly reaches for the door to shut it, quickly coming back to bury into her hair. Your face tucks into her neck, brushing your nose against her skin, breathing her in.

“You’re here,” Larissa says quietly, disbelieving.

“I’m here,��� you mumble against her warm skin, “couldn’t wait any longer.”

A sigh of relief passes plush lips, “and you didn’t think to tell me?”

“Surprise, it’s a noun,” you joke, pressing a soft kiss to the expanse of her neck, relishing in the way she shudders at the contact. There’s no reply except for her arms tightening around you, wordlessly telling you that this surprise is one she likes.

Pulling back from you suddenly, Larissa just stares at you, blue eyes taking in every feature, lingering on your lips before flicking back to your eyes. Your hand moves from her waist to cup her cheek, stroking soft skin that you’d been longing to touch. She takes the invitation, leaning forward to press delicate lips against your own, slow and savoring. Your tongue traces her lips, tasting earl grey and lipstick as she lets you in. No struggle or search for dominance, simply a familiar dance you’d both dearly missed. The hand in her hair stays in place, keeping her close as the other traces her cheekbone and jaw, memorizing the feeling of her skin. Every piece of you missed her, and all of those pieces felt healed the moment her lips touched yours.

Pulling away slowly, both of you keep your eyes closed, simply existing in this moment. It takes a while for either of you to move away, but you feel giddy seeing Larissa’s pink cheeks and smudged lipstick. Your thumb drifts to her lips, wiping away the mess you’ve made, ignoring that you are likely equally covered. Soft lips press into the pad of your thumb, gentle and sweet.

“I cannot believe you’re here,” she whispers into the small space between you, “I’ve missed you.”

“I missed you,” you reply at the same volume.

It takes two hours for the halls of Nevermore to empty, students retreating to their rooms or to the quad, finally allowing a chance for the two of you to leave Larissa’s office. Silence seems to come over the school, however frightening it may be when dealing with teenagers, though neither of you mind as you simply exist in the spacious office. After weeks of phone calls that lasted most of the night, quiet amazingly comes easy.

Only a soft hum from the blonde breaks the silence, twisting her wrist to check her watch. Turning towards you slightly, she keeps a soft volume as she speaks, “how would you like a tour?”

“That sounds perfect, I only got to see the foyer and this hall,” you answer, nudging into her shoulder softly. “Was on a mission, I didn’t really get a chance to explore.”

“Sorry about that, but we’re not supposed to have visitors here,” she explains, “the campus has essentially been on lockdown since the nineties.”

You chuckle, reaching a hand out to draw her in. Her fingers slide across your palm before gripping, letting you tug her closer, “in that case, security might be too lax. I got in no problem.”

“You what?” Larissa stiffens, looking at you bewildered.

“I drove right through the gate, walked right in, no one even noticed me,” you chuckle, “just walked on up.”

Her lips purse as she tries to hide the laugh building in her chest, leaning in more, “you read a child’s mind to find me, didn’t you?”

It’s impossible to hide the wry grin on your face, “potentially.”

“Potentially,” she mimics, amused.

—☽—

Nevermore has officially put Byron’s Home to shame.

Every hallway is covered in paintings, Latin engravings littering every shelf, moon phases in different corners. It makes you wish you never set foot in that brick schoolhouse all those years ago. The conservatory alone almost made you weep; crawling vines and shining moonflowers, the feasting venus flytraps, and, your favorite, bleeding hearts. Larissa stands back and watches as your fingers ghost over petals, pressing lightly against the flytraps full belly, all with a deep fascination behind your eyes.

“I can’t believe you have this,” your voice echoes quietly in the room, “it- it’s incredible.”

Her silence throws you, immediately turning. The lost look in her eyes makes you falter, and where your typical instinct is to read, you instead step closer.

“What’s wrong?” You ask, reaching to run your fingers over her knuckles that stay clutching her shirt.

There have been many times where Larissa wished for different abilities, or no abilities at all. Right now, however, she wished for nothing more than your ability. She wished she could reach into your mind and see how you saw the world, how you see the flowers, how you see her. Seeing you now, how you watch her with more reverence than you grant what, in her mind, is a greater beauty, she knows she has a window into the limitless path your consciousness takes.

“Nothing at all. I just have one more place in mind,” she answers, hand lifting to stroke your cheek, lingering against your oddly cool skin. You nod wordlessly, letting your fingers intertwine with hers.

Hand held in Larissa’s, you let her lead you through the halls. She pauses to peak around every corner, terrified the two of you would be caught. Leading forward, more like tugging, she brings you towards a spiraling staircase. Letting her go first, she enters into a massive room, cool but comfortable, dark enough to rely on distanced golden lamps.

Floor to ceiling bookshelves line everywall, the familiar Latin etched into stone and wood alike. Ancient Greek, Cyrillic, and Tamil, first and second editions of texts you thought you’d only ever see inaccurate translations of. Sections of different outcast abilities, poetry from around the world, fables of the inception of different classes. Most have an unfortunate layer of dust over them, long ignored in interest of the clearly loved young adult section.

“You’re really trying to make me jealous,” you say breathily, “this place is incredible.”

“These are my favorite sections,” Larissa admits shyly, “I spend hours of my day here and never see another soul. It’s peaceful.”

“All by your lonesome?” There’s a slight mockery in your tone, “not alone now, are you though?”

Red lips curve into a smile as you step closer to her, fingers grazing up her side, slipping around her back to tug her closer. Hands rise to cup your face, eyes hooded as she takes you in. Pupils blown and lip between your teeth, she doesn’t want to deny herself the view nor the pleasure. Leaning into your space, her nose brushes yours, lips just barely ghosting.

You know she’s teasing, even with closed eyes, you can sense her smile. Tilting, you capture her lips, sighing at the contact. The moment your tongue brushes her bottom lip, a switch in Larissa flips, pushing you back into the shelving behind you. Sliding from your face, her hands grip your waist, clutching with an unnecessary urgency. Meeting her pace, your fingers weave into her updo, pulling hairs loose as you try to keep her closer than she physically can manage.

The muffled boom of a door on the other side of the shelf forces you to jump apart, wide eyes looking at each other like deer in headlights. Cheeks puff as you try not to laugh, Larissa immediately pulls you out of the library, forcing you into a jog as you run towards a different end of the building.

—☽—

Carefully, she guides you upstairs, praying that no other teachers or students are around to see her sneaking someone in. Both of you struggle to keep your giggling in, the juvenile nature of it all making you fluttery.

Coming up to a white door, you see another plaque reading Dormitory Parent. Unlocking the door with a strong wiggle, Larissa motions for you to walk in first, quickly shutting the door behind her and latching it. Leaning against it, she lets out a sigh.

Larissa doesn’t get a chance to move closer before your lips press against hers once more. This time, neither of you waste a second, no longer nerved up by the chance of someone walking in again. Timid brushing of lips is forgone as her tongue bullies its way into your mouth, stroking yours with a gentle dominance that has your knees weak.

Wanting hands grip at her waist as she pushes her backwards, leading you further into her quarters until you’re backed into a wall. Lips move from yours and trail down your chin to your neck, teeth passing over your pulse. A groan leaves your lips, hands scrambling to pull Larissa back to your lips, missing them greatly in the seconds they’ve been apart from yours. Feeling her smile against you makes your heart clench, needing more, anything she’s willing to give.

Pulling back from her lips only enough to speak, you ask, “bedroom?”

There’s no reply, only you being tugged from the wall and walked backwards further into the room. You’re so lost in her, her lips, her hands, her tongue, everything. The feeling of dropping onto the mattress is what brings you back in, eyes cracking open to see a lightly panting Larissa above you, lips parted and kiss-swollen. Lapis eyes flick over your face, expression similar to the one she wore when she first saw you, right on the cusp of relief and disbelief. She’s not unlike a goddess viewing her devotee.

Taking her moment of distraction as a tool for your benefit, you flip the two of you, happily taking in the new view of her beneath you. Hair of white gold splaying over the pillows, eyes wide, skin flushed, and entirely beautiful, Larissa Weems is a gift for your eyes only. The hand on her hip slides up, pushing the fabric of her dress with them as they climb. It’s a silent question, or more of a silent begging, hands impatient to feel her.

Larissa’s head rises off the pillow, lips pushing into yours, her hands going to yours to push them even higher, dress inching up more and more. As she wishes, you lift her dress, hands finding solace on plush thighs, laying your body between her legs. The familiarity of it makes you moan into her mouth, pure want running through your veins.

Hands close in on the lace covering her, lips moving to her neck for a chance to breathe, “can I take this off?”

“Yes,” she answers in a whiny tone, lifting herself off the mattress slightly.

You carefully, thought quickly, lower the zipper. Larissa strips the dress off her torso, letting your wanting hands take care of the rest. The world stops for a moment as you look down at her, skin luminescent against dark sheets, constellations of freckles dotted across her chest.

The blush crawling up her neck brings you back in, and you haphazardly shrug off your jacket and tear off your own shirt. Leaning back down, you forgo her lips to kiss down her neck, reveling in her skin beneath yours. Larissa moans softly as her hands wander down your back, around your torso, tugging at your belt, and you're quick to head her command. Greedy hands pull you back down on the bed, gripping at warm skin as your lips take purchase on her neck again.

Laying her back, you continue your path down, fingers taking her bra straps down with you. Eyes peek up to hers, silently asking permission. Larissa arches into you in response, and your lips wrap around a rosey nipple. Nails dig into your back as she moans beneath you, hips bucking against your. Satisfying her desire, you place a thigh between her legs as you continue to lavish her chest with affection.

An already soaked white thong becomes absolutely ruined as Larissa grinds steadily against your thigh, moaning huskily into open air. Continuing down, your thigh moves away as you near her heat. Fingers curling around the band of her panties, you pause, “may I?”

“Please, darling,” Larissa replies breathily, mouth hanging open as you toss the fabric across the room.

Mouthing at her thighs, you suck harder as you get closer, red marks painted across a white canvas. Reaching her slick pussy, your mouth nearly waters at the sight, descending on her immediately. Her hips rock just as quickly, trying to ride your face as your tongue swipes through her folds. Savory wetness covers your chin, nose just barely rubbing against her clit.

Tilting up, you allow your lips to wrap around her button, sucking gently. The gasps Larissa emits above you only egg you on further, hand moving from her thigh to her entrance. Your middle finger slowly pushes into her, pumping carefully before adding your index. Her walls grip your fingers snugly, trying to keep you there. Her hips never still, and you force them down with your free hand as you focus your attention on her.

Alternating between sucking and licking her clit, combined with your fingers increasing pace inside her, has Larissa’s voice growing horse, moans turning to pitchy whines. Long legs wrap around your body, holding you snugly against.

Heavy whimpers fall from her lips. “Please,” she begs, “more, baby, please.”

Denying her when she’s asking so nicely, so prettily? You could never. Your ring finger lines with the others, pressing into her quickly. The stretch makes Larissa cry out above you, heels digging deeper into your back as your tongue swirled around her sex. It takes little time for her breathing to grow hoarse, mouth hanging open as her eyes squeeze shut.

Her breath hitches and hips still, essence coating your fingers as you watch her chest rise and fall rapidly, eyes finally reopening. Slowing your fingers, you retract from her, but in no way are you done just yet. Letting go of her clit with a small pop, you drag your tongue down to languidly traverse her folds, taking in her full taste.

Probing inside her, you relish in the breathy whine that comes from her throat. Pulling back, you flatten your tongue, swiping across her cunt. Trailing up, passing her navel, the dip in her ribs, you take a quick pass over her nipple, swirling softly. Grabby hands pull at you, tugging you back to her lips. Moaning at her own taste, Larissa’s body arches into you, heat brushing over your thigh once again.

Hand trailing up from her thigh, you pull back from her lips, offering your fingers in place of your tongue. Fading red lips wrap around your digits, her own tongue swirling, cheeks hollowing. You can feel your eyes glazing over as you watch her greedily taste herself, gently and unknowingly grinding on your thigh.

Letting go, Larissa takes your stupor to flip you over. Staring down with cool blue eyes with a mysterious fire. Wandering lower and lower, they trace over your own underwear, slick from pleasing her. The whimper you let out only eggs her on, rubbing you over the fabric.

“Riss…” you manage out, already breathless from her touch, “baby…”

A low hum leaves her throat, hand sliding under to make contact with you. Long fingers slide through wetness as lips attach themselves to your neck. Two fingers slide into you, slowly, her thumb makes tight, firm circles over your clit, making you keen into her. The pressure building in your core, that had been steadily growing since the library, feels so overwhelming with her all over you now.

Feeling you trying to ride her slow hand, she speeds up, taking over for you as your moans quickly become airy. Under her lips, she feels your heart beating wildly. For her. All for her.

Her scent, her taste, her hands, her tongue, all of her was all over you. Her teeth scrape against your skin as her fingers curl, making you groan. The hand not in her hair splays across her back, desperate to keep her close. Feeling the want dripping from you, her fingers speed up, almost bullying gummy walls that cling to her.

Tugging her by her hair, you bring her to your lips. Open mouth and messy, you’re barely kissing, just moaning into her mouth as she presses harder to your button, bucking into her hand. You can’t find it in yourself to feel embarrassed about how quickly she got you here, how quickly you’ve become putty beneath her.

Deciding she needs to taste her hard work sooner rather than later, her fingers just barely spread inside you, stretching you. The motion makes you erupt in a silent scream, clinging more to her as you feel the coil in your stomach begin to snap.

“C’mon darling,” she husks against your throat, “give it to me. I know you want to.”

Her words are your undoing, the sheer need in her voice and the feeling of her inside you was enough to snap the band. The whines from you turn into breathy pants, hands on Larissa still holding her close as her fingers slow. As she tries to remove them, you close your legs around her wrist, locking her in place. Her lips drag up your neck, capturing your own, sighing into your mouth as your fingers scratch gently at her scalp.

Lazy kisses last until the post-orgasm warmth leaves your body, shivering slightly at the cool air that you can finally feel tickling your skin. Legs unclamp her hand, allowing her to draw back. You nearly cum on the spot watching her suck your release off, moaning softly against her own fingers.

“Keep doing that and you’re not leaving this bed for a week,” you mumble beneath her.

She chuckles, rolling off to lay on the bed beside you, “I can’t say I’d be opposed.”

Just facing her, watching her chest rise and fall, rosy cheeks slowly returning to their normal color, you’re in awe. Freshly fucked and still perfect, Larissa Weems is a miracle. Laying on your side, you trace your fingers up and down her side, following the path of silver stretch marks and faint freckles. You push yourself forward, pressing yourself into her warm body, adoring how her arms immediately wrap around you.

“I missed you,” she whispers, as if she’s not sure you’d share her sentiment.

You press a kiss to her collarbone, “I missed you more.”

There’s a few minutes of silence before you feel Larissa chuckle beneath you. You hum in question. She squeezes you briefly, “would you like dinner?”

Another pause. You both giggle as you try to walk out of the room with a small waver in your steps.

—☽—

When your eyes open, you think it’s the sun cracking through the curtain that pulls you from the depths of slumber. A piercing ring breaks through the tiredness, bringing your attention to your phone. Your groan is met in tandem by Larissa’s, who shoves her head into her pillow further, arm tightening around your waist. Stretching in her grasp, you mentally prepare for what you know is coming. The little shit has a radar.

“No,” you say the moment you bring the phone to your ear.

“Oh sweet angel, I miss how nice you are,” Parker sing-songs, “did I wake you from your slutty slumber?”

“Yes, both of us. Dick,” you grumble, “you have zero consideration.”

“Give my real friend the phone, I’m done with you,” he says, though you know he’ll never leave you alone. Even when you eventually die.

“Baby, it’s for you,” you say as you pull the phone away from your ear. Larissa peeks one eye at you, clearly irritated. Parker, you mouth. You wish it wasn’t so endearing how quickly she perked up. Sitting up, she nods, motioning for you to put her on speaker.

“Hello, Parker,” she utters through a yawn.

“My love! How are you? Achy? Tired? In need of a better lover?”

“I’m great,” Larissa chuckles, “and yes, yes, and no, most definitely not.” Her eyes stay on you as she answers, peeking down at your lovingly annoyed expression.

The rest of the call is simply Parker talking at Larissa, rather than to her, while you shake your head at his antics. Curling back into her side, you let them talk as you watch her face. She seems at ease, a stark contrast from the stressed Larissa you’d seen when you first looked in her office. She’s less imposing, loose hair and smudged makeup, a smile playing on her lips as she listens to Parker’s plans for a surprise two month anniversary gift for Max.

In the walls of her bedroom. In bed with you. Breathing the same air. Perfection lies beside you.

note: if i could rewrite the entirety of part one i would. but i guess that shows growth in writing or whatever

feedback appreciated as always

[lotties-ashwagandha]

Can I request a tai x van x fem!reader

Reader met Van a while before tai and van like spoke again but when they did they all immediately fell for each other and so when tai says she wants to go to meet Lottie and Misty and Nat tai thinks it’s a good idea for them all to go

Can you do a thing where van tells tai and reader that she has cancer and while they are both heartbroken reader is beyond devastated and can’t stop crying even when Misty comes to them, reader has lost everyone in her life before and she can’t afford lose van or tai

tai x van x reader has me in such a chokehold

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PRETTY WHEN YOU CRY

pairing: tai x van x fem!reader

word count: 1742

notes and warnings: tw for cancer but that’s it. also yes i named this after a lana del rey song im THAT bitch deal with it

taglist: @ladyveela (gonna tag u w this act bc. cartoonpeoples is deactivated i think lmk if u want off) @thedeconstructionist @cordeliass @paulsonsratched @goodeday2u @christies-fleur @traumatisedfangirl

The silver stars shone above, fractures of moonlight, broken and shining just as ever, perfect. Like diamonds they glimmered, illuminating the earth, the perfect scene before you.

You sat a few feet away from a fire, out in the fielded expanse of Lottie’s compound. You sat against Van, her arm around you and your head resting in the crook of her neck as the two of you sat against the outside of a small gazebo (A/N: was it a gazebo Van was sitting against?? Idfk but we’re going with it ok). The two of you passed a bottle of vodka back and forth, which you had snuck into the compound from Van’s car when you were supposed to be doing your designated activities.

You’d never felt more peaceful. The two of you had been aching for a getaway for a while, but had never acted on it, and though being dragged to Lottie’s compound due to Taissa’s sleepwalking was less than ideal you had to admit it was a decent escape from normal life. It brought you irreplicable peace to be able to sit with Van by the fire, the vodka gently dulling your senses, a cool breeze interrupting the monotony of the spring warmth.

“I’m glad we came here,” you said quietly. You took the bottle of vodka out of Van’s hands and took a sip.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“I didn’t think you’d be into this sort of thing. And all of the other women, they’re a bit…”

“I like them,” you said, “it’s good to be able to put faces to names. You don’t talk about what happened much, but still.”

You heard the rustling of footsteps in the grass as someone approached, and soon Taissa was sitting beside you. You allowed yourself to relax completely in the presence of both of them. You’d never before felt the same sort of peace that you felt with Van and Taissa — you’d felt it a bit with Van, in a way, unexplainable happiness in your relationship as a couple, but ever since you’d met Taissa everything had seemed to click. None of you had spoken about it, but everyone knew it, that she was what had been missing, everyone needed each other.

You handed the bottle of vodka to Taissa, and she smirked.

“Don’t tell Lottie we have this,” you said, “or, surprisingly, Nat.”

She laughed lowly, taking a drink from the bottle. “I pay for almost twenty years of rehab and it’s a week in Lottie’s cult that fixes everything.”

“I think we all know it’s because Lottie and Nat are gay as fuck for each other.”

Both of them laughed quietly at this, mainly because they knew you were right. Everyone who had eyes could see that Lottie and Nat were obsessed with each other.

“Put a couple of women in a cult together and they all fall in love.”

“I hope so,” you said, sparing a glance at Tai, and part of you hoped she knew what you were implying and part of you hoped your comment had gone right over her head.

“Van,” Tai said with a smile, “your girlfriend’s drunk, she’s trying to flirt with me.”

“Yeah, but she tries to flirt with you even when she’s sober,” Van said.

“Shut up,” you smiled, shaking your head. “Don’t act as if you’re not as guilty of that as I am.”

“I don’t mind,” Taissa admitted, and you watched as Van met her gaze.

You knew neither of them would act on it. If you didn’t act first nothing would happen, nothing would change, and all of it would carry on as usual, all three of you lost in darkness.

The alcohol was giving you more courage than you would’ve liked to admit. Without hesitation you pulled Taissa into a kiss, and though she melted into you you pulled away after hardly a moment had passed, gauging her reaction.

You didn’t know what you had expected, but you certainly had not expected her to pull you back to her, lips crashing against yours, both of you engulfed in momentary euphoria. Her hand rested at the back of your neck, ever so subtly controlling, and had you not been in the middle of the compound you suspected things would have gone quite a bit further.

When the two of you pulled away, regaining your breath, you looked to where Van sat on your other side. She seemed mildly surprised, but her eyes were occupied by blatant longing as her gaze flickered from you to Taissa.

Reaching across you, the two of them collided, and where Taissa had been gentle with you she was not with Van, the kiss rough and eager as if it had been all either of them had wanted for years. They had a history, you knew that, but never had you suspected how deeply things had gone, and the realization intrigued you in the best of ways, exhilarated you.

Tai pulled away first, and everyone was silent for a few moments. When she spoke, Tai’s words were barely louder than a whisper. “I want this,” she said, looking from you to Van, “but with Simone in the hospital, and my son…”

“We have time,” you reassured her, giving her a small smile, though the loose ends pained you. “Do what you need to do, and when you’re ready-”

“I can’t give you that much time,” Van said suddenly, not looking at either of you, just straight ahead.

You weren’t yet sure why, but something about her tone had you feeling sick, and you knew that something was wrong. Not in a way that could be solved easily, but in a way that would haunt all of you, that once you knew the truth it could never be forgotten. “What is that supposed to mean?” You asked, and still she wouldn’t meet your gaze.

“I have cancer,” she said nonchalantly. It was as if she’d told you she had a splinter.

For a moment you couldn’t breathe. It was like you hadn’t heard her right, and you were sure you hadn’t until she finally looked at you, and you could see the remorse, the fear, the desperation she was trying so hard to hide.

“You know when people are all ‘it’s okay, I have cancer but the doctors caught it early,’” Van continued, and her gaze moved to Taissa. “This isn’t like that. I have, I think, months.”

“Jesus fucking Christ, Van,” Tai breathed, and still you couldn’t breathe, couldn’t move, couldn’t think. It wasn’t happening — it couldn’t be happening, because everything had been so perfect up until this moment, and if you heard another word of it you were going to die. “When were you going to tell me?” She asked.

“You showed up on my doorstep, I wasn’t going to tell you at all. We hardly know each other anymore, Tai.”

“What about me?” You asked, only processing that you’d spoken after the words had already come out, and you could see the guilt in Van’s expression. “You weren’t going to fucking tell me, were you?”

“I couldn’t, not will all of the shit both of us have been through. I didn’t want to burden you.”

“And it wouldn’t burden me if I woke up one day to see you fucking dead?” You shouted, and she motioned for you to keep your voice down, which you ignored, or you would have if you’d been able to say anything else. Tears blinded your vision, and your hands were shaking, and all you wanted was for all of it to stop and to wake up and realize all of it was a dream, none of it had really happened.

“Listen,” Van said, one of her hands holding yours and the other running up and down your back, which was supposed to be soothing, but nothing could have soothed a blow such as this. “I want you and Tai to be together. The two of you can sell out the store, buy a nice house. Fuck, you could even stay here at the compound if you wanted. But I want you to be able to be happy when I’m not here.”

There was a certain potency of grief that came with knowing she was going to die. That even as she was sitting there before you all of you knew that in a few months she wouldn’t be, and the entire world would die in your eyes. You would have Taissa, but even then something would be missing, and that something would be unattainable, would be Van.

“Misty’s coming,” Van said, “both of you act fucking normal.”

You knew you couldn’t. There was no reaction to this that was “normal.”

You took the vodka bottle, quickly chugging what was left of it before walking away, going to the edge of the forest and further, letting yourself be taken into its depths. You were vaguely aware that Taissa was following you, and maybe she was calling your name or maybe it was your imagination, you weren’t sure.

Eventually you stopped at a fallen tree, sitting on it, and after a moment Taissa was sitting beside you again in the darkness.

Neither of you said anything for a while. There was hardly anything to say, and you could hardly think coherently anyway.

But as soon as you dared, you let yourself speak the thought that had been haunting the back of your mind ever since Van had told you she had cancer.

“This is what it wants,” you said quietly, and you could feel Taissa tense beside you.

“What are you talking about?”

“That thing, the being… from when you crashed… whatever Lottie invoked in the wilderness that never left.”

“How the fuck do you know about that?” She asked, her tone sharp.

“Van told me.”

“Of course she did,” Taissa sighed. Her words weren’t sharp now, they sounded only tired. “She always believed in all of it.”

“And you don’t?”

“I'm not sure anymore,” she admitted, taking your hand, providing whatever comfort she could.

“It chooses, Taissa,” you said, barely a whisper. “It chose Javi, and it chose Travis, and now it’s choosing her.”

It took her a moment to respond.

“You’re not supposed to know those things,” she said, and by her tone, and the look she gave you, her grip on your hand tightening significantly, you knew it wasn’t her anymore.

It was the other one.

[wooyoungqueen]

True Hate Kiss

🐸For the See U on the Flip Side Event, prompt chosen: True hates kiss

🐸Pairing: I.N (stray kids)  x Reader (F)

🐸Genre: slight funny, modern fantasy  

🐸Trope: the reverse of true love's kiss!

🐸Au: modern, fantasy au, academy life

🐸Word Count: 2224

🐸Rating: 18+, MDNI, E for everyone (expect for minors)

🐸Warnings: none

🐸Summary: I.N popular boy in the academy everyone feared him but one night he was turned into a toad,due to a young witch practicing her magic  until Lee Know saw and picked up I.N finding out who turned him into a toad. A witch appeared saying only a hate kiss will break the curse. Not the kiss of love but a hate kiss of his mortal enemy. 

Y/n got ready to put on her uniform, grabbing her books, bag and wand. Felix was sitting down reading his book of spells waiting for his best friend to come. “hey felix good morning” “Morning buddy, say do u want to get breakfast.” “Sure I will like that.” y/n and felix were walking to the cafeteria both grabbing their food. The students were chatting, eatting, practicing their magic in the gazebo   until the doors opened, making everyone turn and see Lee Know. Next to Lee Know was Changbin and then I.N appeared in the middle of them. All of the  chattering stopped, “um excuse me, you guys are blocking the way~” “oh? I didn't know but I don't care so shoo, you bring my breakfast and~ I.N was looking for the nerd who did his homework. “There you are, did you finish my assignment?” “yes..” I.N and his friends walked to their table and sat down. Y/n looked and scoffed and rolled her eyes, then turned to Felix. “I don’t know why, everyone is so afraid of him like he’s not that important!” “Y/N don’t, if he hears you then he will…”

Lee Know heard getting up from his seat walking towers where Felix and Y/N was sitting.  “I don’t care if he hears me or not, he could come over because I am  not scared of him.” after talking to both Y/N and Felix looked up at them “Do we know you?” Felix looked at them and said “um, well. We've been going to this school, having a lot of encounters, not mentioning the same classes as well. but that all adds up to, that you don’t know us at all.” Felix looked down and then  I.N laughed  “huh how funny did you even know you excited or you?” “The name is Y/N, but don’t worry about it.”  I.N  looked at Lee Know, and Changbin then said. “ So here's the thing, over hear you saying you're not afraid  of me. but we are here to change that around. right guys.” “That’s right.”

Y/N looked and said to I.N. “You could do whatever you want but we are not scared of you, not even Felix.” I.N looked and was about to use his wand but Y/N stopped him.  “You can't use magic on another student.” “aww, how cute! Worried that I will get in trouble.” Y/n scoffed and said  “I'd rather worry for a toad than worry for you. Come Felix, we are done here.” Both Y/N and Felix walked away from I.N and the group, when the students heard the bell everyone went to their classes after I.N walked to his dorm and laid down, not knowing that  a witch came in through his window and used a spell to turn him into a frog and adding a spell to break the curse. The next morning every student was getting up, Lee Know was knocking on the I.N door waiting  for him to open it  but still no sound until he opened and pulled the bed covers seeing a toad. “Come on I.N is time for you to wake up. I know that  you want to sleep in but… OMG it's a toad!  Changbin came here quickly and saw his best friend ribbiting in his bed until he saw Felix reading and grabbing his shirt. “you the one that turned my best friend into a toad, better undo it.” “Wait, what?  i didn’t do anything changbin. where is I.N”

Lee Know walked and had I.N in his hand and Felix looked down until he talked. “better turn me back into a human, the dance is not far from here.”  “I don’t know how, I'm sorry. but we could find a way.”    “Felix, are you okay, are they? What's going on..”  The guys explained everything to you, then Lee Know said. “Now you could worry because, as you said yesterday, you would have worried for a toad and look I.n is a toad.” “repeating my own words, that’s true but damn. Fine I’ll try to help you but this doesn’t mean we are best friends.” You turned your heel and went to the library pulling out books trying to find a way to undo the spell until I.N hopped up and ribbed  to catch his breath. making you roll his eyes until everything turned dark seeing a young girl wearing a cloak and said. “You won’t find how to break the curse in books, only you have to care even though they're your mortal enemy that the curse could be broken.”  “But why would you put a curse on I.N if you don’t know him?! it doesn’t make sense.” “all in due time Y/N, but not just a hate kiss, but a true hate kiss could break his spell. if you can’t do it. then he will remain as a toad for the rest of his life.” The young witch disappears, making the library lights turn back on, Felix and Y/N try to find a potion or something else to reverse the curse and also for Y/N to avoid kissing her mortal enemy. “there’s gotta be another way I am not going to kiss I.N, i hate the guy.” “But we check everything, besides the dance is tomorrow. if we look for the young witch to tell us more.” Y/n smiled and said. “yeah let’s go buddy, come on.”

after following the map, they stop at a cave when they step inside it was fill with crystals popping out of the ground and on the top, not to mention pots and magic brooms that was sweeping the floor until they twisted a door knob and saw the witch that was looking through her looking glass, than saw Y/N and Felix. “ooh two students, what can i do for you.” “We talked yesterday, I think it was you or someone else saying I have to hate my mortal enemy?” “ooh, that was my daughter, that you spoke of. she was practicing her spell but I never thought she would turn your friend into a toad. also is true what she said.” “we have a dance, how long does the curse break when two mortal enemies kiss.” the witch looked and said. 'Until midnight, if Y/N doesn’t kiss him by then, then he will be a toad forever.” “Grate is this sort of a fairy tale, ugh why is 7:45pm we need to get ready.” “the witch said until midnight. but since when did this become a Disney  film?” “I don’t know, buddy.” The both friends sigh and  walk back and then Y/N went over to Changbin and Lee Know and fill them in. “EH? you have to kiss him in order for him to turn into a human, can you just kiss him like that.” “It has to be a true hate kiss but now that you mention it.”  you sigh and kiss I.N in the head, but nothing happened and they said. “This was supposed to work. Why is he still a frog? That witch is nothing but a liar. you got played by both of you guys.  Will  I guess we will take him to the ball like this.” Changbin,

Lee-Know walked with I.N. all the students were dressed to the nines, Felix got dressed into his tux, knocked on his best friend's door, revealing you still in your uniform studying. “You're not going to the dance?” “nope, i am not. I just don’t feel like that's all. but you should have fun.” Felix took your notebook and book away and sat on your bed and said. “Look, I know that you dislike him, I do too. but at the same time I feel bad for him. He didn’t deserve to be turned into a frog.” "Even though he bullied you Felix, I know there’s gotta be  another way.” Felix looked at you, looking at your clock saying 10:45 pm then said. “I know you could make it, before  he stays as a toad forever but if you need me for something I will be at the ball okay buddy.”

You looked at your dress, remembering what the young and old witch said about only true hate kisses could break the spell. you went to the library and read a spell that could make I.N into a human for a little bit grabbing the book running to the ball slamming the book into the table. “There is a spell that could make I.N into a human for a little while but not here though.” “Really, let's go then.” Lee- know sat I.N down and then Y/N did a spell to make I.N human. “This is only temporary.” you went back to your room and looked at your dress then remembered what the witch said “you have until midnight to give a true hate kiss” “maybe I should, but I don’t know. but i should go to the ball for fun” you took a nice warm shower, after you saw your clock  saying 11:20. putting your make-up away until you hear a knock. “Can you do the spell again, please Y/N” “I said it was only temporary, sorry guys, can I change in peace please.” “Will you kiss him at least.”

You scoff and close the door in order for you to change peacefully after you still saw them waiting for you, your boots clacking against the tile floor of the hallway, taking the decorations in after you heard the announcement. “It's almost midnight, remember to grab your dance partners.” Lee- Know gave you I.N then went to get his partner and Changbin said “Please Y/N, you're the only one.” you sigh, grabbing I.N from bringing him close to your lips, before you kiss him you said something, “This doesn’t change anything, we will always be mortal enemies and hopefully you stop bullying my friend Felix.” “I promise Y/N.” 

You kissed him, closing your eyes  when the bell struck midnight you felt his hands on your shoulders after you two pulled away I.N looked at you and you at him both you and I.N wipe your lips, Changbin and Lee-Know ran to hug their best friend but thanked you. “thank you Y/N, and I can’t believe you kiss a to~” “stop, she did what she needed to do changbin, but thank you Y/N i appreciated it and i accept to stop bullying your friend Felix.” 

Y/N nodded and turned your heel and before going to Felix you said to I.N “Hey I.N, I hate you. remember that.” “Ha, Hate you more Y/N.” After the dance, no one talked about the events that happened, except you had to tell Felix being your best friend for years.  After that Felix went to class making you read a book of spells making I.N appear blocking your sun. outside of the academy garden  “You're blocking my sun.” “ Sorry nerd, didn’t quite hear you. I just wanted to give you this for yesterday. later nerd.” raising your eyebrow you took the letter and read it. 

“dear nerd,  

I just want to say that, thank you for breaking the curse, who would've thought that I would have my mortal enemy to kiss a toad but anyway like you promise I will stop bothering you and Felix and we won’t dare talk about what happened in yesterday's events also I wash my lips and exfoliate anyway I won’t cross your path. I am a man of words. but if someone else bullies you or Felix i will fight them because I hate you so much. Anyway, I hope this won’t happen again. ~ your mortal enemy I.N” you smiled and folded the note, slipped  it in your notebook and said while looking up in the sun and took a breath.  “What an ass, but I believe that you will keep your word, you toad.  hey Felix ready to eat breakfast.” “you betcha come on buddy of mine. So everything is okay? have I.N bothered you. ” “ nope no sign of him or his lackeys which is  Perfect, Felix, never been better.” you and Felix walked happily, Chang bin, Lee-Know, and I.N saw and nodded while you rolled your eyes at them and still walked to get your food. 

[newty]

i Have to know what wwi au duck hunt is about??

duck hunt is one of the more complicated ones--i wrote it back in college and began rewriting it a year and a half ago?? it's a climactic insane moment where elliot confesses to nol and i wanted to shape it up bc it feels like this the entire way thru

theyre wandering around in the fields nearby the psychiatric hospital nol is a patient at. hes very comfortable in nature with his rifle, looking for things to kill, while eli is worriedly tagging along w an umbrella

nol kills a couple ducks and collects them, making him even more brainlessly content w himself. it starts pouring and nol leads them to a gazebo beside a heavy river w a bunch of canoes

they have this tense, awkward talk abt eating and food, then nol decides he wants to swim bc hes already wet and he's still riding this weird, unthinking high of feeling in his element. elliot's like, no wtf

so nol grabs him and runs across the canoes like a plank bridge until one inevitably shifts and knocks them into the river. eli panics, and nol yanks them back to the shore.

theres a huge physicality to the water eli gets dragged from, the shore pebbles he gets pulled onto, nol's hands on him and nol's body above his to shield him from the rain. this is not making eli feel any better, and hes like 'fml never do that again sir'

the convo becomes 'why do u call me sir. its weird.' / bc i respect u / 'no u dont. theres smth wrong w ur respect.'

so eli just explodes like yeah!! there IS smth wrong w it!! and wrong w me!! and im gonna just spell it out in the most convoluted way bc im frustrated and afraid!!

so nol sits there with a single dead braincell. barely understands any of it. and comes out of the convo with a Sinking Suspicion that being institutionalized for several manic breakdowns in Not the worst thing wrong with him, and perhaps he is in love w this medic thats been bullying him across the somme offensive

eli sits there w a braincell that feels like its being pinned to a torture table. nol tells him to go back to town, but hes like 'mmmm no' bc maybe he'd rather feel like a prey animal abt to be killed by a machisimo madman than be alone. so nol hands him a dead duck like. 'k. ur good at taking bullets out so'

[milksnake-tea]

EVEN MORE MERMAID LORE

•Long got more protective of the mermaids because of the loss they experienced, therefore they created a lot of beautiful isolated shelters for the mermaid near the water bodies. For example, you might find an eerie looking cave near a water body but when you go inside there are a group of mermaids and a big, intricate gazebo floating on the water. There are tons of these but very few can be found or made public. Said shelters was made by Long with the intention of safety, so mermaids usually use these shelters to keep mermaid stones, treasures, and raise their young.

•In the more detailed mermaid shelters, there are statues or paintings of the late sea spirit.

•The mermaids got their good looks from the sea spirit, yet varies in appearance because they're also made from the different beings in the ocean. Which is why they look nothing like Long. Mermaids refer to the late sea spirit as their mother.

•Long passed down the protective instinct to the Vidyadharas because of the trauma of losing their companion. Naturally Vidyadharas are also protective of mermaids because they're more vulnerable on land. Also dragons liking pretty things? Yeah, they got it from Long too.

•Long also created the mermaids because of their late friend's wish, to be friends for all eternity. Even if there are heartbreaks, Long managed to fulfill it through the Vidyadharas and mermaids' friendship or romance despite the reincarnation cycles. 🧠

AWWWWW THE LITTLE COVES 🥹🥹🥹 I LOVE THAT SMM ALSO QUESTIONNN ARE ALL MERMAIDS FEMALE OR ARE THERE OTHER GENDERS :00 BUT LONG SO TRUE

ALSO BESTIE ,, DONT TAKE THIS AS ME BEING MAD BTW BUT IF U SEND ONE MESSAGE IN PLZ DONT SEND IN ANOTHER BEFORE I ANSWER BC I GET OVERWHELMED 🥹🥹 AGAIN NOT ANGRY JUST LETTING U KNOW BBG

[prentissluvr]

hear me out on this one…

farmhand! sammy x ranch(or farm) owner’s kid! reader…

could be daughter or son but i wanted it to be as gender neutral as possible!!! this would obviously be set back in the old times (im thinking somewhere between the 50’s-60’s)

sam and his brother would be looking for work and find out that your father, who owns a big ranch, is looking for workers to do different tasks around the farm. this includes milking cows, feeding the animals, collecting produce and fixing fences etc

obviously, they would go to your father and what do they know! they start work a week later and get their own small cabin on your fathers ranch for easy access!!

this would lead to you meeting your dads latest and newest workers, both of them making a good impression when you first meet, but sammy would take an immediate liking to u, and vice versa. he’d do things to get u to notice him! like building things in the patch of grass in front of your window (don’t ask how he knows that it’s your window..), or or!! walking the sheep back to the farm and going the long way just because that means he’d run into you on his way back because that’s where the gazebo you sit at to read is located!

i’m gonna skip the details of how u got together, but i can see that readers father would be a little put off considering sam is one of his workers, but once he sees how happy he makes his kid, he’s in for it! best believe you’re getting the best wedding in town! on your own ranch!!

afterwards, sam and dean move in to the big house! they’d still do work, obviously, considering that’s how they get their money

IM A GENIUS

- 🧺

OKAY OKAY YESSS LITERAL FACTS YOU ARE A GENIUS MY FRIEND !!! i loveeeee this idea so much you don't even know LIKE

ugh sammy in his little overall working the fields HAHA SUCH A CUTIE PATOOTIE. he's just like. the most polite young gentleman in the whole wide world. he's so so respectful and kind and sweet, always going above and beyond with his work.

AND I'M SCREAMINGGGG i just love love loveee the idea of him doing things to get your attention and he thinks he's being subtle BUT HE'S NOTTT LOLOL he's slightly awkward, but it's completely endearing and you barely notice it due to how sweet he's being all the time. anyways but you notice him going out of his way to get your attention or to be near you and you welcome it. you'll invite him to town with you or ask him to come along when you shop with the excuse that you'll need someone extra to help bring everything home. every time you initiate something with him, he's so so giddy like a puppy wagging its tail!

eventually, you stop seeking out his company with any sort of excuse, and you'll spend any rare workless afternoon exploring the nearby woods or watching the clouds from the wildflower meadow just down the road. you eat with him on his lunch breaks and bring him fresh bread and lemonade from the kitchen.

ugh ranch wedding I LOVE IT!! also also also we can insert ellen and jo who run the town's best bar!! and we get a side dean and jo love story hehe <333

UGH I LOVE THIS BESTIE I REPEAT, YOU REALLY ARE A GENIUS <33

[adultswim2021]

Frisky Dingo #20: “The Debate, Part One” | October 8, 2007 - 12:00AM | S02E07

Did Frisky Dingo peak during the last episode? I say yes. She said yes.

The loathsome Killface is preparing with his debate with the loathsome Xander Crewes. There’s another pointless Ferris Bueller reference (”Something D-O-O economics”). Xander is imprisoned on the Xtacles ship which… I might not have mentioned at all in my last episode recap? I actually wrote that entry like two days after watching the actual episode. I try not to let that happen. I’m sorry. 

Speaking of stuff I don’t think I touched on: Wendell visited Cody in prison. That’s a holdover from season one, where Wendell shoots one of the other agents while solemnly declaring “this is for Cody”, who he did not actually kill. In fact when Cody shows up, alive, Wendell throws the gun into his hands as to pin the wrap on him. The joke here is basically that Wendell just loves shooting people dead to get out of trouble, I guess.

Also worth noting: we return to the use of documentary talking head segments, which I think they’ve been taking a break from. They were present in the first episode of the show especially. I’m guessing there’s some need for this later on? (I am lying: I am writing this after having watched the next episode. I am not guessing. I sorta know). 

Okay, so the reason Xander is imprisoned on the ship is because Sinn, known to the Xtacles as Hooper, has taken control on the Xtacles ship. I believe her single-minded goal is to murder Killface, so taking him prisoner seems gratuitous. I guess she just doesn’t want him taking back over. He gets stuck in a cell with Ronnie, who raped him in season one, LOL. This is why we need to strengthen the men’s right’s movement in this country, because this is an outrage.

Hey, just kidding, everyone. I don’t have opinions or values of any kind, except for when it comes to pointing out references to old TV shows. Ronnie references Jack Benny when says “violin man with slave”, by the way. Also his poster hiding the big hole in the side of the Xtacles ship is a reference to Shawshank Redemption. Ever seen it? Check it out! Just go to the IMDB Top 250 and click the link and you can watch it for free probably.

So Killface shoots his campaign manager because she insults the Anhiliatrix, which is currently being looked over by Sinn/Hooper and the Xtacles. She wants to get it back in working order. Xander and Ronnie crash through a gazebo after running out of rocket fuel in Xander’s rocket pants. They don’t land on any nerds, but they do run into Wendell, there for some drug or arms deal. Xander and Ronnie pretend they’re the guys he’s looking for to get a ride from him on his scooter. He’s dressed like a neo-nazi (complete with skinhead bald cap) as part of some new fundraising scheme from Killface’s campaign (at least that’s what he says). 

This one is okay. The plot moves, and that’s fine, and so far the story is more cohesive than season one. It seems like they may have actually made plans for the whole season, even. Season one was full of self-conscious attempts to make fun of their own lack of preparation with meta humor. But the sad truth is it’s only a little above average compared to the rest of the series, and doesn’t reach the heights of the previous episode. Not by a long shot.

MAIL BAG:

You're a man! you're the man! And soon you will be a Robot Chicken man!

*screaming it so loud that it hurts u* FUCK YOUUUUUUU

[moccahobi]

This story shines light on the complexities and challenges of learning to love again. It looks at the emotional scars and protections once puts up after a very bitter and sad ending long-term relationship and ask the question can they try again?

If you like angst, if you like exes to lovers, if you like your heart being ripped out and torn into a million little pieces, and, most importantly for me and my soft heart, if you like happy endings: THIS IS AN AMAZING READ FOR YOU!

Omg! I got teary eyed. I felt like screaming at the main character often. I went with their pain. And I rooted for them and Seokjin to get back together. It was an emotional roller coaster and an amazing read.

Below the read more is my live reaction to the read.

You had seen forever in his eyes??? 😭😭😭 Knowing this is a flashback prebreakup, this line is so sad!

This scene with Seokjin is so tense! I've just started it and omg I am so worried about what will happen next!

OOOOF?! Such a valid want after a fight but also so heartbreaking. 😭

Oh! A thunder clap? V fun to have a storm brewing outside as they near the end of their relationship!

After their debute... Wow. Debute to pandemic... They've been together for quite a long time!... And it's all coming to an end. 😭

Jin leaving. Wow. You really know how to weave tension into the story!!! I love it! Break my heart!

Oh! Cool descriptions of the kitchen!

The boys still lived when your relationship.. died. Wow! What a powerful line!

I really love the parallels of the MC's cooking to their views in their past relationship. It's so cool to see where they intersect and where they don't.

Awwe. The mc meeting Namjoon's date and getting all sentimental. 🥺🥺🥺 So cute! And sad. 😭😭😭

JIN SAID HI??? Did he? Or is Namjoon saying so? 👀👀👀

Awwe. The mc reminiscing is so sad. Their undecorated apartment. Their wonders about if they could've done something different. All so sad!

A handwritten letter?? Oh my! A baby shower! And Jin may be there!!!

Awwwe. He keeps a picture of the mc in his wallet??? 😭 More tears.

"Confusion was a constant when ones heart longed for another" what an amazing line! Omg! So comforting.

Omllll. Sounds like such an awkward date!

Ohhhh. JIN!!!!

Awwe. The mc trying so hard to not show their upset. 🥺🥺🥺 Such a mixed scene. I love!

Omg. The hint of Jins feelings!!! I love it!

Such a pretty description of the mountains and the moon!

Awwww. They've carved their initials in the gazebo! The memory is so bittersweet!!!

Oh? I really like the added information that we get as the mc is getting all sad at the gazebo.

Unsaid words shining in his eyes????? I love that line!!!!

Ohhhh. The MC's fav AND the one they were drinking the night of their big fight?? I like the parallels!

ALL THE MEMBERS???? LOVE THE WORDING BUT PLZ DON BE TRUE JINNIE!

Omg. All the internal monologuing that broke up their conversation and then they go around and ask why they were broken up with in a letter????? Omg

Oh no! What happened to her leg??

"Let me take care of you? Just this last time"???? ELLA! ELLA! I MIGHT CRY

An open door on his face???? 😭😭😭

"Please don't break my heart again"??? HE BETTER NOT! I WANT THEM TOGETHER!

What has they said in their group chat? 👀👀👀👀 What did the mc think they didn't want the mc to read??

ROSES!? SEOKJIN! ROSES?????

Roses in a couldren? 😂 I love that.

Your descriptions of them repairing their relationship is so beautiful!! It feels me with so much hope and excitement after all the angst I've read.

AHHHHHHHH. THEY'RE TALKING AND GOING TO START AGAIN!!!!!!!

NO NO NO YN DON'T DO THIS! DON'T! 😭😭😭😭

🥺🥺🥺 I'm glad she let they all out... Now... Get back together 😀

"Reforming the hole you had imagined was gone." Ykbdbbhghdmmnzcnzzcsfmdgdgxfmzc ELLA

YES CHASE AFTER HIM. DON'T LET HIM GO.

Ohhhh! Hot make out scene! I love all the emotive descriptions!

Never leave again? 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺😭 U better not!

Awwe. The gaming scene is so cuteeeeee!

🥺🥺🥺 The little bit of intimacy before the sex rly started! Melting my heart you are!

THEY'RE BOTH STILL WEARING THEIR ENGAGEMENT RINGS?!?? KSNCOABRBEOCBSBSHEISI ELLA!!!!!!

FOREVER, REMEMBER?!? YOU'RE DAMN RIGHT!

Ohhh! Now to their wedding??? 👀👀👀 Will they have been the first member to marry?

Gahhhhh! Such a sweet wedding and reunion with the members!

Forever | ksj

☆summary: three years ago, your relationship with jin ended in fights and tears. When life puts him back on your path, you catch a glimpse of light in his eyes that you thought had died when you broke up. Will your relationship blossom into a well-deserved forever or will you lose the love of your life again?

☆pairing: Kim Seokjin x female reader

☆rating: 18+

☆genre: ex-fiancés to lovers, idol!au, angst, smut, fluff

☆warnings: alcohol consumption, oc and jin fight a lot and don’t talk enough, oc is a little mean to jin and jin is a patient angel, cursing, inaccurate cooking terms, oc gets wounded on a nail, a bunch of nostalgia and regrets. explicit content: choking kink, grinding, a little bit of tits play, fingering, oral sex (female receiving), a little bit of dirty talking, dom!jin, big dick!jin, protected sex

☆word count: 25.2k words

☆a/n: here is the jin fic! I hope you will love itttt, it was really fun to write even though it’s sad. I love nostalgia and I hope I was able to write it well. Thank you to my beautiful beta reader @moonleeai for helping with this story once again. You are the best and I am so blessed to have you <3

☆a/n pt2: enjoy reading babies!!

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[swallowtail-jumper]

Nightrage Drag and Shattered Gorge have both been moved to different locations. The Shattered Gorge has relocated to a cavern on the side of an actual gorge. 

The Nightrage Drag has relocated to a swamp. Alpine’s swamp, specifically, where there are huge boulders (huge for imperial standards) all in a row that have each been carved out on the inside so as to give 5 separate ‘districts’. The districts are as such: “royalty” (where the royal family and its guards live), “educational” (where the new magic school is being built and will reside), “recreational” (where all the fun stuff is), “residential” (where everyone else lives), and “religious” (where the devout can go to pray or any religious rituals can occur)

Small businesses would fall in the residential area, as the citizens are wont to sell out of their homes

[tomholland1996simp]

Family isn’t just by blood || Tom Holland

Warning: Most fluff and happy but some angst with swear words and a little shouting. Upset y/n but then is happy.

pairing: DadTom

Summary: Could you make one where the reader and Tom celebrate there child’s birthday party.(Use scarlett again if u want) And Toms family comes over and y/n’s family is meant to as well. However her small side of the family to her mum comes but her dads side doesn’t. She tries to act not sad at all by it until two someone’s appear late to the party. Just make something up.

Today is a very special day, not only is the weather outside beautiful it’s also my daughters birthday, Scarlett. Me and Tom have prepared a small children’s party to celebrate her 4th birthday. Scarlett was born a little before the lock down, which means when covid happened we were all stuck inside without seeing the family.

But now finally we can all come together as a family to celebrate our little holland’s birthday. Of course I’ve met Toms family before, we have been dating now for 6 years and have been engaged for about 8months now. His family really support our relationship and there always so kind and welcoming to there family.

My family on the other hand they can be kind and nice sometimes. Well my mums side of the family are so sweet, my dads side are not as sweet as that seem. Throughout mine and Toms relationship and pregnancy my dads family has been nothing but unsupported and fake. They hadn’t even tried to take time out of there day to see how our daughter was or even me.

Don’t get me wrong, I love my dads side of the family even though I shouldn’t. Even as a child they never really cared for me, during a long period of my life they abandoned me, my mum, my brother and even my dad. It was only when I was 11 they came back after 8 years, making up some stupid excuse. Yeah, it really did affect me in my life as a teenager and still now. Knowing you didn’t have your family to talk to really sucked, especially with all the problems with my parents at that time.

You see, as a kid I always wanted to have this perfect life. I wanted a great boyfriend, a good job and eventually start a family. It was hard for me to get what I have now, and honestly I couldn’t wish for any better with Scarlett and Tom.

My parents used to always argue every day and every night. My siblings used to protect me from them arguments, me being the youngest. Eventually once my older sister and brother moved out they got worse. They started to argue more and more but it started to get physical.

Sometimes I would get hurt not just mentally, physically too. I would stand in front of them at around 12 years old trying to stop it, my mum would try swing for my dad and I would get punched in the face. The next day they always were best friends, cuddled up on the sofa like nothing happened. My mum nor dad thought to apologise to me neither. They were both alcoholics at the end of the day and my dad being a druggie.

Anyways enough sad shit, the end of the day I’m trying to give Scarlett the best life that she can live. I am making sure she can come to me for any problems or whenever she’s sad, I wanna be a good mother to her the one I never really had.

So, as I was saying. Toms family and hopefully mine will come over today to celebrate Scarlett’s birthday. We had everything set up with the help of Harrison, Harry and Tuwaine of course. Part of the party is outside, we had a small gazebo up with a table full of snacks, drinks and party bags for later. Chairs were also set around the place so everyone could have a seat, alcohol was in cold buckets to keep them cool. The temperature was really hot so we decided to let a small pool out for the kids.

“Darling did I tell you that you look so beautiful today?” Tom wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to him. I was wearing a cute white summery dress with my hair wavy, makeup light.

“aww thanks Tommy.” I rub his arms that are around my waist. “Thanks boys, I really appreciate the help” I thank Harrison, Harry and Tuwaine.

“It’s okay y/n. We love you, Tom and Scarlett. We’re always here to help” Harrison smiled at me taking a sip from his beer.

“Mummy?” Scarlett calls making my head snap back to the little girl who was in her swimming costume. “Yes, birthday girl” I smile going over to her, picking her up.

“I think someone’s at the door” She told me, pointing in the direction. Placing her back down on the grass, I walk over to the door opening it. There stood my brother Charlie with his little boy, Liam. And my sister, Kirsty with her two sons lake and Jake.

“Hii, come in. Hello Liam, Lake and Jake” I smile at the two 4 year olds and Jake the 12 year old boy. “Thanks for coming” I hug Kirsty then Charlie.

“Uncle Charlie, auntie Kirsty!” Scarlett shouts running into there arms. 

“I heard it’s someone’s birthday today, so I got a little gift. But you can’t open it until all the guests have gone as mummy’s requests” Charlie told Scarlett. It was true you didn’t want her getting her new toys out and either breaking them or other kids playing with them.

“Charlie, Kirsty. Hi how are you both?-Hey little ones” Tom walked over greeting my siblings and there kids. Obviously there was one more sibling, Kieron, he was sadly sick so he couldn’t come. “You guys want a drink?” Tom offered them.

……………….

“Hi Nikki, you look beautiful as always. Hi Dom” I greet Nikki and Dom as they enter into the garden. Now everyone was basically here, Toms cousins, grandparents, Family friends and others were here. My nan was now here with her husband, Denis.

Also my cousin Ellie and her daughter came. One of my aunties and uncles had arrived too. Sadly this was just my mums side and non was my dads. I mean what did I expect? They of course wouldn’t come. But what hurts the most is that My dad or my mum isn’t here either.

“Where’s Sam and Wayne?” Asked Ellie whilst she sips on her drink.

“Clearly they ain’t coming. I mean it’s been an hour what the fuck is wrong with them” I scoff, checking the time. I was hurt and it showed a lot.

“Hey, don’t let them get to you. It’s alright. It’s there loss. Anyways let’s play a little bit more better music, whilst I talk to Harrison” She winked walking over to the speaker.

“Daddy? Where’s grandad and nanny? Nanny said she was coming to brwing me my new doll” Scarlett cried to Tom, them only being a few metre away from me so I could hear. He stopped his conversation to kneel down to his sobbing daughter. He looked over to me, knowing I heard what she said.

“Princess don’t cry, I’m sure there coming. Maybe there just running late” He cooed the now 4 year old. “How about this. I want you to get water in this water gun and spray uncle Haz, yeah?” He smiled at her making her laugh and nod straight away, running to squirt Harrison with the water gun.

“You okay?” He walked up to me placing his cup on the table.

“Yeah, there probably not gonna come. I mean my dads side of the family most likely ain’t. My mum is a bit surprising I did try to call her.” I wanted to cry, I shouldn’t cry. I needed to keep it all in, I need to stay strong.

“Well even if they don’t come, this is your family here. Family doesn’t have to be by blood, baby. Everyone that is my family is yours and Scarlett’s.” He placed his hands on my waist, kissing my forehead.

I smiled a little just by what he had said, “Yeah, your right. It’s not the first time they’ve let me down anyways” I watch as Harrison now chases Scarlett with the water gun, her screaming when the cold water hits her.

“Mummy! Daddy! Ahhhh” She screamed laughing, running behind mine and Toms legs. “You can’t get me now” She laughed at Harrison.

Harrison smirked pointing the gun at me, “Oh yeah well i’ll get your mummy” He looked down at Scarlett then back at me.

“Don’t you dare Harrison-“ He ignored me squeezing the gun in my face. Scarlett then stepped in front of me, protecting me from this stupid boy in front of me.

“Hey! Don’t you do that to my mummy! You can do it to daddy not mummy-“ She demanded causing Tom to say a ‘What! why me and not mummy’. “Well mummy is wearing makeup, and has a nice dress on.” She reasoned with her dad, but before he could say anything back she ran over to the pool getting inside it with her cousins.

To the corner of my eye, I saw my Nan and denis talking. “I’ll be back” I told Tom before leaving his side to go speak to them.

“Hi Nanny, Denis. Do you know if mum is coming?” I ask them.

“Hello darling, I’m not sure. Her and Wayne had an argument last night and this morning they said they were going out to eat. She was meant to be coming but not so sure now” My nan told me, just as I expected. They must’ve had an argument, made up then went to drink and clearly forgot.

“Thanks Nan” I quickly walk away from both of them, going to speak to Nikki and Dom.

……………………..

“Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday to you, Happy to Scarlett…Happy birthday to you!” We all sang as she blowed out her candles on her beautiful princess cake.

“Daddy!” She whines as Tom pushed the cake a little into her face, pink frosting going onto her nose.

“Happy birthday, bubba” Kissing her on the head, placing her cute princess tiara on there.

“Thanks mummy” She smiled widely placing a kiss on my cheek.

“Now who wants some Cake?” Sam asked taking the cake from Tom, everyone saying whether they wanted any or not. As I looked back at Scarlett, about to ask whether she would like some, she started to look around the garden trying to search for something somebody.

“What you looking for?” I chuckle at her face as her eyes wonder around. All she did was huff, running inside the house.

“what’s up with the little one?” Ellie questioned, I just shook my head having no clue whatsoever.

Walking pass the people and inside the house, I search the rooms for my daughter. She wasn’t in the bathroom, nor her room or the kitchen, so I looked in the last place I thought she could be. Mine and Toms shared bedroom.

And she was there….laying on the bed, face planted into the pillow as soft cries escape her mouth.

“Baby, what’s wrong?”

I worry, sitting by her legs. “Go away” was all that she had said before crying even more. “I-I just wanna help honey, don’t want you crying on your birthday now do we?”

“Did Nanny and Grandad forget?” she mumbled, almost not hearing her.

“What do you mean?” I curiously asked, trying to understand what she meant by what she had said.

“Nan and Grandad, they forgot about my birthday! They never come visit anymore, they don’t care about me” She cried into the pillow more. My heart Instantly broke. I never wanted her to feel it, however them even being her grandparents make her feel like they don’t care.

“Sweetheart, listen sit up look at me” I tell her, waiting till she gets up, which she does, keeping her head hanging low as sniffles just come out. “Nanny and Grandad Love you so so much. They just- listen your too young to understand right now but they do care. Nanny and grandad haven’t been feeling well lately.. They do care about you so much, okay. I used to feel like that all the time with them. They just have many problems going on right now” I lied. I had to lie to my own daughter because of them.

“I’m still upset and angry” she admitted finally looking at me in the eyes.

“And that’s okay. Your allowed to be upset and angry by them. But baby you have everyone else, you have nanny nikki and grandad Dom here.” I explain to her.

“Yeah and you have your cousins, your mummy and daddy here.” Tom walked into the room, hearing the conversation knowing it was breaking your heart too. 

“Thwankss” She smiled hugging me tight.

“How about let’s go outside and have some cake. We can finish the party?” I offer her smiling a ‘yes please’.

………………….

The party had finally died down, I was now sitting on a chair with Scarlett sleeping on me with her head nestled in my neck. She was now in the dress she had gotten into earlier that Nikki brought for her. She was shattered after being in the sun all day and dancing around to the music and playing with her family. She had such a good birthday party.

“Little birthday girl must’ve been tired” Charlie pointed to her sleeping body on me. “Yeah had a good day” I smiled, looking at the floor, my mood showing more since everyone had left.

“You okay?”

“Y-yeah, just tired now that’s all” Faking a smile on my face.

“Listen I know your hurt and upset just don’t take it to heart. There a bunch of idiots y/n” He kissed my forehead. “I’m gonna go now, i’ll see you later” He said, getting his things ready.

Once I had said my goodbyes to him, Tom came over to me sitting in the seat next to me. “Want me to carry her to bed?” Tom offered rubbing my leg.

“No it’s okay, Needed to go inside to get black bags anyways” I half-smiled standing up holding Scarlett trying not to wake her up.

Then walking into the house and straight to her bed room, taking off her dress to put her pjs on. Tucking her in, she started to stir awake so I slowly shut the lights off, leaving the room with the door a little bit open.

Now everyone had left, when I walked out of Scarlett’s bedroom Tom was saying goodbye to his brothers and thanking them for coming. He shut the door behind him, looking over at me. He knew I was still upset, he just knew not to ask.

“Right some of the rubbish is in the bin, thanks to your brothers. So there’s only a little more to do, just need to put the left over drinks in the fridge and the food in the bin if it’s been eaten” I instructed him, we both instantly getting to work. It didn’t take that long to clean, we was gonna leave some to do tomorrow as it was getting dark.

“Phew. I’m so happy that’s all-“ I couldn’t finish my sentence as the door bell rang, multiple of times. Running to the door, quickly opening the it so the person doesn’t wake up Scarlett.

There stood the two people I didn’t want to see at all. My mum and dad. Both were of course  wreaking of alcohol and my dad of strong weed. “Nope” I said going to shut the door on their faces, my dad holding it pushing it open. “No. Get out I don’t want you here” I didn’t want to see them because I knew I would break then and there.

“Y/n my darling, it’s Scarlett’s birthday” My mum slurred being too loud, making Tom come inside seeing both my parents.

“Shut up yours going to wake scarlett, the party was hours ago you missed it so leave. You stink of alcohol and-“ I see my dad pull out a packet of weed. “What the fuck! I said I didn’t want that near my daughter, nor my house get that out now!” I whisper yell at him.

“Don’t speak to your dad like that!” My mum snapped at me, making me look at her up and down.

“Please leave, you’ve done enough. You don’t even realise how much you ruined Scarlett’s birthday she’s was so upset you didn’t come, she thought you forgot and that you don’t care about her” I couldn’t care anymore they needed to hear this.

“Y/n stop being pathetic- oh Hi Tom” My mum changed her tone towards Tom, making me roll my eyes as he even knows it’s an act.

“Just get out please, that’s all I’m asking” I plead to them both loosing my patients.

“Y/n I wanna see Scarlett it’s her birthday” She started to walk towards her room but I stepped in front of her, snapping.

“SCARLETT IS ASLEEP. YOU FUCKING SAID THAT ALREADY YOU CAME LATE SO GET THE FUCK OUT! I DON’T WANT TWO ALCOHOLICS IN MY HOUSE WHERE MY DAUGHTER AND FIANCE LIVE, ITS FUCKING EMBARRASSING!” I scream at both of them, tears streaming down my face, regretting saying it as I saw my dads face.

He stepped towards me making me back away, “What did you just say?” He scrunched his fists by his sides.

Tom immediately seeing my feared face steping in the middle of us. “We will visit you another day, we’re very tired after a long day” Tom spoke nicely trying to not start anything. Surprisingly it worked. They both left slamming the door behind them.

“I knew they would do it. Why do they have to be like this! My dads family didn’t even come and see her. They didn’t leave a fucking message” I cried into his arms burying my head inside his chest.

“shhh darling it’s okay” Tom soothed stroking my back.

“Mummy? Why you crying?” I heard that sweet voice behind me, making me turn to her. She rubbed her eyes, most likely waking up from the shouting.

“I’m okay princess, go back to sleep” Fake smiling.

“I heard mummy, it’s okay really. My party was still really good. I know Nanny and Grandad are just having problems” She smiled, she was really smart for a four year old. “Don’t cry mummy please” she said holding her teddy bear, with a tear rolling down her face.

“I wanna see my two favourite girls happy, so what we’re gonna do is…Mummy and I will get ready for bed then Scarlett you wanna sleep in our bed tonight? We can watch any movie you want?” Tom suggested making me smile.

“yessss, thank you daddy” She jumped up and down. We then got ready for bed, brushing our teeth, washing our faces and then getting under the covers. We put on a princess movie, laying comfortably all together as a family.

I wasn’t sad anymore, I was with my family, who I know love me for me and will always be here.

Toms family is mine too.

It’s true what Tom said, family isn’t just by blood.

[koihanwrites]

Hello Koii, i heard your requests are open so i thought i can slip an anonymous requests for you heheh... but to the topic again.

Can i requests a tori x reader where tori confessed to them after school on the garden space? (you can search it on google if u dont know here the garden space is) please make the reader gender-neutral if its ok! its fluff btw

pls take ur time on making this request koi, love from anon <3 <3

Prologue: After school you found a suspicious letter in your locker, it said that someone wants to meet you in the garden space by the name of "H.T"... ☄. *. ⋆:

Important: The poem I made in the confession part is made by me, so please do not use it without my permission.

Tori x reader ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

Gender-neutral reader 𓆩♡𓆪

Fluff + confession 𓆩♡𓆪

Requested? by anon ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

Words: 978 𓆩♡𓆪

Warnings? : None!

Hello anon! Koi here, thank you so much for requesting! I really really love the idea of Tori confessing to the reader. I tried my best to make it as specific and heart-warming as possible so I'm really sorry if it's not to your liking ૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა I had so much fun writing this!

My Heart Has Always Belonged To You..

You hastily copied the last sentence of the assignment on the blackboard before the professor erased it, you sigh in relief that class is finally finished, you can finally meet up with your friends after class.

"Class is dismissed, you all may leave the classroom now" the professor said in a monotone as he picked up all of his paper works on his desk. You quickly put all of your belongings in your bag, "My notebooks..pencils..ruler..my pen..ok all here" you smile to yourself as you rose from your seat and wore your bag.

You leave the classroom and go to your locker to get a few books. The hallway is filled with students talking and walking with each other which made the atmosphere light and comfortable. You walk past all of them, whilst greeting others that you're familiar with.

You finally arrived at your locker and you carefully unlocked it, as you were opening your locker a letter fell right on your shoes. You look down and curiously pick it up, examining it carefully. The letter has a rose pink colour with a heart stamp on it, it almost looks like a love letter rather than a normal letter.

You cautiously take off the stamp and carefully pull the letter out of the packaging, as soon as you touch the paper you can feel someone watching you. You take a glance behind only to find other students opening their lockers, you look back at the rose pink colored paper and read it in a slow pace.

"Meet me in the garden space after school, I have something to tell you" - From your cute H.T ♡

You slowly whisper the last word under your breath, the heart at the end of the sentence seems fairly familiar. You brush your fingers against the paper, staring at the suspicious "H.T" word. "Who could that be..?" you thought to yourself as you put the paper back inside the letter. You grab all of the books you need for your upcoming assignment and put them inside your bag, you then close the locker carelessly.

You open the backdoor of the school where the garden space is located. Once you step upon the grass of the garden space you can feel the wind blowing against your hair, the scent of the flowers around you makes you feel like you're in Wonderland. You grip onto the letter tightly and continue walking ahead. You continued to walk around the garden for a few minutes, you stopped on your tracks when you found someone with a short boy near a gazebo, he looked like he was waiting for someone.

You walk towards the boy with much curiosity. Your eyes met with his, "T-tori!?" you blurted out with surprisement, you didn't expect one of your best friends to be here. His cheeks were dusted with a colour of rose pink like the colour of the letter you found in your locker. "(name)-sama!- H-hello!" he replied with his hands on his chest to keep them from beating so fast.

He noticed that you have the letter that he sneakingly slipped on your locker, "so you have the letter huh.." he silently whispered to himself but it was crystal clear for you. "Are you the one who invited me here, Tori?" his cheeks turn more of a darker shade of pink upon hearing his name. "I-i did! I have something to tell you.." he gently holds your hands with his as he took a deep breath and looks at you with eyes that spoke honestly.

"If my feelings are true then you shall too. Guide our hearts till the end of night, as they hold each other's arms as tight. In a world where we belong, our hearts shall get along. Slowly pressing our fingers together, intertwining them like the constellations above the sky. If we fall into an eternity on the abyss, then I'll make sure that you fall into a never-ending bliss. (Name)..when my eyes first laid on yours, I felt a spark in my heart, that spark changed the way I viewed the world because of you. (Name), my heart has always belonged to you since the first day we met, and I hope your heart feels the same way.."

"I hope your heart feels the same way.." those words echoed into your mind, each sentence he spoke was laced with honey as his emerald eyes stared deep into your eyes. Your cheeks immediately turned red after he finished his sentence,"how come someone who is in the biggest 3 must be attracted to me?? and how did he know that I have feelings for him??-" your head starts to fill with endless questions that no one can ever answer at once.

Your mind stops functioning when you feel a soft hand touch your cheek, you open your eyes to see Tori's face so close to you. "Y-your answer (Name)" Tori said as he childishly gave you a pouty face. You burst into laughter because of how cute he is, Tori just looks at you dumbfounded, his cheeks becoming redder as well as the tip of his ears.

"My heart--feels the same way, It's a yes.."

His eyes widened at your response, his heart skipped a bit as well. "Y-you do?! Uhmm of course y-you do!! ♪ '' you happily giggle at his childish behaviour. You were about to tease him but you were taken back when his lips pressed onto yours, it was surprisingly soft and gentle. Your stomach filled with butterflies at the sudden kiss yet you want this to last long. You and Tori's lips parted for a while leaving you both in a blushing mess.

"I love you! (name)" he giggles and pressed a kiss on your cheek.

"I love you too, Tori" you smiled at him as you lace your fingers with his.

A/n: Wataru was the one who helped Tori with his confession WHAHAHAH. When Tori finally have the confidence to say that you and him are a thing now to the other fine members, Yuzuru kinda cried because of happiness since Tori had been talking about you 24/7 and the poor butler had to listen to all of them. Eichi will be very proud and happy for Tori that he finally told you his feelings, Eichi will be the one who will stop Yuzuru from crying HUSAHDAD. I can imagine Wataru being so proud for himself for helping Tori with his confession lol, he will tease you and Tori non-stop so be careful when you saw him dear reader..

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The end..... ✩

[melis-writes]

oo what if Victoria told Michael about Arthur, a lawyer she went out with, years after they got married 😏can u imagine Michael’s jealousy esp cause Arthur is someone she has a lot these in common with 😭😭

Omgggggg!! Okay, I definitely missed writing jealous Michael, honestly lmaoooo! 😂😳❤

“Sooooo…” You slip off your kitten heels, curling up next to Michael on the patio swing with a grin. “You must have missed me, huh?”

“Did I?” Michael murmurs, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you closer to him. “I missed you all last night but I certainly wouldn’t miss seeing the sight of dozens of lawyers stuffed in one room.”

“Fair enough,” you giggle, unable to help yourself from blushing at the sight of Michael so relaxed and casual; only in a loose white dress shirt with the unbuttons halfway undone and a pair of black trousers—his hair simply brushed through and tousled as the two of you spend time with one another at the estate’s gazebo.

“How was it, baby?” Michael pulls out his cigarette pack from the pocket of his trousers before planting a kiss over your cheek. “I know I didn’t get a proper chance to ask how the reunion went last night because you were so exhausted.”

“Oh, I think if you asked I’d probably have fallen asleep answering the question halfway.” You admit, sheepishly. “I didn’t expect the event to last so long, for one and I almost certainly didn’t expect everyone to show.”

“Full party, hmm?” Michael puts a cigarette in his mouth, tossing his pack onto the patio table next to him. “All the graduates from 1945 were there?”

“Just about,” you nod as Michael takes out his lighter and cups his hand around the flame to light up his cigarette. “Salvatore Romano’s family was there too, you know. I know he technically never ‘graduated’, per say as he should have, but his parents knew how much he loved Dartmouth so they wanted to have a little celebration to honour his memory.”

“Hmm.” Michael leans back, relaxing his muscles as you both swing back and forth slowly. “I would have hoped you’d remind that brother of yours about this.”

“No use, believe me.” You cross your arms with a soft sigh. “I got so emotional just seeing them cry over Salvatore’s graduation portrait, I had to actually separate myself from them. They didn’t come to celebrate, they came to grieve.”

“Understandable,” Michael nods at you, “but at the same time their loss isn’t shared by everyone else. I don’t personally see it appropriate to do that at a celebration, but a funeral.”

“Right.” You run your hands up and down Michael’s arm as his hand rests over your thigh, massaging as you go. “I decided the only way I was going to enjoy my evening tear free was seeing all my colleagues and sorority sisters there too. Lots of familiar faces.”

“I always found it interesting we were both involved with sororities and fraternities.” Michael gazes at you. “Wouldn’t surprise me if Niccolo and Verona did the same.”

“Very true.” You chuckle, “but also too soon to tell. Is it true that’s where you met most of your girlfriends?”

“My girlfriends?” Michael raises his brows at you, but doesn’t sense any semblance of jealousy from your tone of voice or over your expression.

“Yeah.” The grin on your lips grows wider as you gently nudge Michael. “Or was Fredo lying to me all those years back when he told me Moe Greene teased you about ‘all those cheerleaders’ you went out with?”

“Fredo,” Michael rolls his eyes and takes a short drag out of his cigarette. “Of course Fredo told you. No, it wasn’t a lie. That did happen.”

“How many?” Curiosity grows in your eye as you tug on Michael’s arm. “Tell meee…”

“Baby, who cares?” Michael rests his head against the patio swing cushion, looking at you. “Nothing but pointless college flings and relationships years back—unless it’s bothering you?”

“Bothering me?” You burst into a fit of giggles, shaking your head. “Don’t be ridiculous, why would that bother me? You take me as the very jealous type?”

“Maybe.” Michael chuckles, holding his cigarette between his fingers and stealing a kiss from your lips. “Either way, it amuses me. Why do you ask?”

“Just seems like something the Michael Corleone would do.” You smirk, shrugging your shoulders innocently.

“College flings are pointless.” Michael flicks off the ashes on the tip of his cigarette. “You’ve had them yourself, hmm?”

“Yeah, very, very pointless and spontaneous.” You agree, “just one casual relationship and the rest is history.”

Michael pauses, instantly feeling a spike of jealousy shoot through him. “Casual relationship?”

“Hmm?” You blink back at Michael, having no intention on purpose to actually make him jealous as the words just slipped out of your mouth.

“You were in a relationship with someone?” Michael’s eyes dart back to you as he puts his cigarette in his mouth.

“Yeah, but just one.” You exhale softly, relaxing. “That was waaaaaay back, I’m talking 1942, 1943.”

“You didn’t tell me that.” Michael points out. “I would have remembered.”

“Would you?” You hold back your giggles, “does it maaaaaatter, Michael? Years and years ago, remember? It’s all water under the bridge now. He and I bumped into each other last night and—”

“Who is he?” Michael’s question comes out much more stern than even he anticipated to speak out as.

“Michael, baby,” you can’t help but almost feel a little thrilled at the sudden sight of Michael growing very jealous. “Come on.”

“He was a lawyer too?” If anything, Michael feels his blood run hot just asking the questions.

Although the relationship you and Arthur Kirkland had was over a decade ago before you and Michael even knew of one another, just the mention of another man loving you and being with you romantically stuns Michael with immense possessiveness.

“Mhmm. His name is Arthur Kirkland.” You decide to play along, knowing the most Michael will do is accompany you to Dartmouth reunions as your husband but nowhere near anything violent or ridiculous such as how your brother Lorenzo had Salvatore Romano killed.

An instant look of annoyance crosses over Michael’s face as he diverts his attention to his cigarette. “Two lawyers dating one another, huh? How did that happen?”

You get that it’s a rhetorical, sarcastic question but there’s no way you’re not answering it now. “We had more than enough in common and couldn’t stop bumping into each other outside of lectures and seminars, let alone in class.”

“Should have married him.” Michael mutters, blowing out smoke to his side.

“What’s that?” You lean in, giggling. “Is that…?” You kiss the tip of Michael’s nose, “jealousy?”

“You’re teasing me.” Michael rolls his eyes. “I am no such thing, I was merely curious.”

“Sure, sure.” You laugh softly, plopping back down on the patio swing and putting your feet up on Michael’s lap. “I saw how fast your mood changed the minute I mentioned it! So Michael Corleone can date cheerleaders but I’m the bad guy for dating Mr. Kirkland?”

“Not at all, I wouldn’t imply so.” Michael puts out his cigarette, not impressed at all whatsoever with the conversation. “Just that you saw him last night, didn’t you?”

“Uh huh,” you graze your tongue over your teeth as Michael begins to rub over your legs and thighs. “Of course he was there, we graduated together.”

“My absence aside, I’m sure the two rocks on your fingers told him you were happily married.” Michael gestures to your engagement ring and wedding band over your hands.

“Mhmm.” You giggle quietly. “Don’t worry, he knows. He congratulated me about it. It’s hard to miss, not like that jealousy of yours.”

“You can keep saying that word but it has no meaning to me.” Michael pulls you up onto his lap by your thighs. “All I know is that you’re mine, and I’m yours.”

“All I know,” you repeat after Michael, cupping his cheeks. “Is that you’re jealous.”

“Victoria—” Michael groans in annoyance.

“And sooooo sexy,” you tease, kissing him over the mouth. “Mmm, mwah. You’re mine now and forever,” you hold up Michael’s ring finger, waving his hand in his face. “Just as we promised each other eight years ago. No cheerleaders involved.”

“No ‘Arthur Kirkland’ involved.” Michael squeezes your thighs, looking at you expectantly.

“All gone and forgotten in the past, baby. You’re still jealous though,” you giggle quietly as you straddle Michael’s lap.

“Stop saying that word and just kiss me already.” Michael rolls his eyes again, leaning into you.

[xbabybajix]

Getting Proposed by the Tokyo Rev Boys❣️

a/n: I was listening to sappy love songs while writing this so I hope this makes some of your hearts swell as it did mine 💕 If you enjoyed this feel free to lmk and I would love to write for more of the boys! :3 also not proofread so pls excuse the errors pt. 2 of this drabble is also done!

Draken 💙

-I feel like Draken would be very traditional with courting you, proposing etc.

-would definitely ask for your guardian’s permission for your hand in marriage (when you aren’t around) & when they see how smitten he is with you, they can’t help but tease him about it

-“you’ve got it real bad for y/n huh” & poor ken is just a blushing mess and is like “… yes I can’t help it” jeksjwksk

-ofc your guardian lets him marry you and Draken walks out with a smile so bright and wide

-his plan: take you out to a spot that you’ve never been to but he has because there are details of said place that reminds him of you

-like a small park where there’s a small gazebo and garden that has the prettiest of flowers or a restaurant that happens to have a lot of ypur favorite food

-once the moment of proposing happens, draken is just looking at you with so much love and adoration that he loses his train of thought for a second

-you pull him back into reality by planting a sweet but chaste kiss on his nose and suddenly he becomes very nervous as he remembers why he brought you here

-he sees how beautiful you look with all the flowers and vines surrounding your figure and he takes a deep breath and goes down on one knee

-when u say YES there’s a moment where you jump right into his arms causing yall to stumble and just laugh at each other while sharing small kisses in between <33

Chifuyu❄️

-the moment he considers proposing is the moment he’s starts to plan it altogether (place, time, date, outfits, etc)

-he is a hopeless romantic so he’s going to go all out and really listen to you talk about certain things you want to do or wish you could

-he might ask for the other’s opinions on it like emma or hina bc they would know how to make it romantic but not cheesy or cringe

-when that date gets closer, he starts to act even nicer than he already is and you get suspicious & ask if he’s ok

-“BUT OF COURSE MY LOVE WHY WOULD YOU ASK THAT?? CANT I JUST APPRECIATE MY FAVORITE PERSON EVERY SECOND OF THE DAY??”

-your suspicions get the best of you and it’s when you spot him at the mall while at “work” when you lowkey spy on him to see what he’s up to & see him walk into a men’s boutique for suits

-you had the suspicion that maybe he wants to treat you out somewhere nice but you didn’t consider he’d propose since the topic never got brought up BUT DEEP DOWN INSIDE YOU WANNA MARRY HIM SO BAD YOU JUST DIDN’T WANT TO SCARE HIM OFF BY MENTIONING IT

-ok so his mom knew abt his plan and she’s also helping him out on the day he’s going to ask you to be his forever

-chifuyu also had already asked ur parents for ur hand in marriage and they said yes w/o hesitation bc of how perfect he literally is and they are excited for you

-the plan: take you to an amusement park during the day, go home and get dolled up to eat some yummy food at a fancy restaurant/club & go dancing, once the sun begins to set, he takes you on his motorcycle to the beach but he actually asks if he could blindfold you bc he wants to surprise you

-when you get to the beach, it’s actually been set in a reserved area where the water glows at night when the moonlight hits it, the gang helped set up a small spot where there are rose petal trails and there’s a small table with wine glasses and chairs but also some blankets (like this)

-Chifuyu takes your hand and asks if you could remove your shoes, heels, etc. bc he doesn’t want you to get any hint as to where you guys are and so HE CARRIES YOU BRIDAL STYLE towards the beach

-when he removes the blindfold you’re already on the verge of tears ans give him the biggest smooch and hug

-it would be during the summer so the water at the beach is warm enough for yall to swim in it and that’s how it goes! Both of you are soaked in your fancy clothes but it’s literally the last thing on your minds <33

-it’s when a huge tide washes over you two where chifuyu realizes what he’s done all this for and when he feels your body on his, he stares deeply into your eyes and rubs your cheek with his soft hands and just mutters out “marry me”

-you ask him to repeat what he just said so you know you’re not dreaming, and when he shows you the ring, you crush his body with a hug and smother him in kisses and he is left looking like a dumbstruck idiot with lipstick all over his face but he couldn’t be happier as you two enjoy your time at the beach with that new ring adorned on your left hand <3

Hanma♡

-this guy is not one to pull romantic moves on you, but since this is a proposal he’ll do it bc it’s something he considers important

-his plan is more spontaneous than planned, which is okay because he likes the flow of things when there’s no order

-hanma would tell you things like “you’d make such a cute spouse ya know that?” When he sees you’ve cooked him his favorite dish or when you’re helping him avoid tax evasion <33

-you didn’t take those comments serious bc hanma didn’t strike you as someone who even liked the idea of commitment through marriage

-you thought your current relationship with him was great, you’d might even say perfect if it wasn’t for the way your parents nag abt how he isn’t a good man for you

-hanma proves them wrong time and time again because he protects you and makes sure that you’re the first one to be taken care of before himself

-hanma doesn’t hesitate to crush skulls if someone so much as badmouths you or even looks at you weird, vice versa

-when hanma proposes to you, he doesn’t have a ring, all he has to offer you is himself when he’s at his most vulnerable, which is when you’re both in bed, waking up to the rising sun in the early morning

-he’s the first to wake up and nothing makes him more happy than seeing that serence face of yours as the sun starts to hit your face, causing you to scrunch up your nose slightly

-you smile softly at hanma and he can’t help but brush the stray hairs off your face and it’s in that moment where he whispers to you “let’s get married”

-“married huh? You sure you aren’t asleep still shuji?”

-he scoffs slightly and pulls you against his chest, grabbing onto both of your cheeks with one of his hands and makes you face him again “I’m more awake than I’ve ever been”

-you take a deep breathe out and begin tracing circle on his chest, considering his proposal “… married huh? Doesn’t sound too bad to me, I think I can handle having you around till my dying breath, what about you?”

-“I’m the one that asked right? Well if you’re up to it let’s get you that ring after some breakfast ♡”

Rindou💟

-I feel like Rindou would be the type to have the thought of proposing in his mind but is also quite hesitant with the idea of it, not because he isn’t up for it but because he thinks you’re just too good for him

-marry someone like Rindou? Nah you could definitely do better than him surely

-what draws him back to those thoughts of marriage are when you comfort him during his stressful days and he thinks he couldn’t be more selfish as to wanting you by his side forever

-consults with Ran about the idea and he thinks it would be a good step for his little brother to find happiness

-Ran makes it a bit awkward for you because of how he teases both of you hitting it off so well for years

-“you know y/n it’s been a while since you and Rin have been together why don’t you guys just tie the knot already and bring some small haitaini’s around? A guy like me gets bored around here!”

-“if that’s the case why don’t you go and get laid Ran??”

-“aw cmon don’t be rude to your future brother in law now ♡” little did u know Rindou was in the back, fists clenched ready to beat Ran’s ass bc he knew abt his plan to propose

-Rindou’s plan was much more simple in his mind but the execution was actually more time consuming, but he didn’t care one bit as he was planning to pour his blood sweat and tears over this project if it meant you’d be happy

-if there’s a favorite book you have, he’ll take note with the things you mention about it like how the setting of the story is something that you’d love to visit if you could in that world

-Rindou remembers that detail and basically recreates that setting with the knowledge you’d given him and also the time he makes aside of gang business to read into that book you love so much

-once he gets a good grasp of what it is that’s when the plan is in motion

-he’s got enough money to rent out a rooftop and hire architects and designers to create that place, the entire plan actually takes a few months of planning before you actually get to see it, bc of this Rindou tends to come home later, more exhausted than usual because of all the changes and orders he has to make with the workers

-every time he comes home, he notices you look more worried about his health and he just can’t help but want to just tel you what he’s planning so that you don’t need to worry but again his selfishness gets the best of him and so he remains quiet until the day it’s ready

-“rin are you sure you’re okay? You look like you got hit by a bus or something”

-he chuckles slightly and pulls you towards his chest, you feel his hand patting your head softly and he just lets out a long sigh

-“if you only knew my love” 😭😭😭

-doesn’t ask anyone for ur hand in marriage bc Rindou doesn’t care about other’s opinions and only wants your answer when he asks

-the day of the proposal, Rindou is distant but also a bit shy during breakfast and he keeps avoiding your direction, since he’s not really good at romantic gestures you’re just gonna have to be patient with him but he’s trying!!

-once he’s overcome his shyness he asks “so uhm I wanna go on a date with you today, or if you’d let me, I’d like to spend the entire day in your company”

-“Rin why are you being so formal rn?? Of course we can go out, we’ve literally been dating for years now”

-most of your date consists of him taking you sight seeing and exploring the beauty of nature- Rindou loves being in quiet and serene places with you by his side

-after that, that’s when he feels more nervous and holds his hand out to you when he opens your car door

-you’re quite suspicious about his plan as you arrive with what looks like a private mansion, you notice there’s nothing really special abt it until he begins to lead you towards the rooftop

-he covers your eyes before he tells you to open the door and once it’s open you’re left speechless

-you immediately recognize what it’s supposed to be and tears begin to stream down your face as you look at rindou who’s got a closed eye smile

-“I take it you like it?” He asks and you just cry even harder and run into his chest and mumble praises like “i love it” “it’s so perfect” or “you’re amazing rindou”

-when u finish crying you look up and notice behind rindou there’s a sign that says “will you marry me?” Surrounded by candles & Rindou pulls out the ring

-“I’m sorry that I’ve been coming home late, it’s selfish of me to want to keep you in the dark for something like this but I can’t help but fee that it was all worth it because here I am, standing in front of the most beautiful and radiant human being who never fails to bring light into my life, so how about it? Wanna spend the rest of our lives together? I promise you won’t regret it”

[elliotts-pocket-crab]

I also have another one. What the marriage candidates ideal date would be. Like where they would go and what they would do.

Aside from the cannon ones in their heart events, what else would they do.. hmm..

Da ladies:

Haley: if she could do anything without worrying about money, responsibilities, ect she'd want to go on a couple's vacation somewhere beautiful like Dubai or Greece. She'd want to take so many pictures with you!! Let her feel like a travel influencer for a bit

Emily: any time spent with you us her favorite, but something where she can teach you something or show u her interests or learn about yours is ideal

Leah: is it really a date if all she wants to do is paint you? 🤣 that's really what she wants.

Abigail: take her to explore somewhere interesting! Take her down in the mines and teach her how to fight, or take her to an abandoned haunted house at night to try and find ghosts

Penny: she'd love to go to a beautiful garden and have lunch there with a fancy tea set

Maru: take her to an observatory!!! Or a science museum!!

Da fellas:

Sebby: he's a simple emo man. Either just chilling under a gazebo while it rains and watching frogs and ducks go by in the lake or having a chill mall date like a true emo

Sam: as much as a romantic he can be, he'd much rather have fun at a party or concert with you! Sure, he could do the basic dates, but he likes these better

Alex: traditional wine and dine date, but not bc hes boring or anything, he just watches too many cheesy hallmark romance movies with his grandma

Elliot: another wine and dine date, but bc he wants to romanticize his life like a romance novel lmao

Shane: not a traditional date guy, he'd call anything a date if it's you two together. Painting a building together? A date. Taking a walk together? A date. He's not picky, he just likes to spend time with you

Harvey: he tries to be very original with dates. He just wants to impress you and be creative, you never know where he's gonna take you next!

[kerizaret]

IM SCREAMING HOLY

I'M

HELLO???????? OP CHRISTMAS STILL ISN'T FOR ANOTHER MONTH?????

THIS IS SO SO BEAUTIFUL YOU DID IT SO MUCH JUSTICE, IT REALLY LOOKS SO MUCH LIKE I IMAGINED IT ;-;

I genuinely don't know what to say, that's so nice to see I couldnt imagine my silly imaginary world could inspire someone so much to DRAW IT OUT

I LOOVE LOVE the idea of it being b&w with splashes of colour ;-;; I haven't thought about it but it feels so right. The fact my art inspired that is also just ;-;;;;

THE WATERFALL FALLING FEOM A LITTLE LAKE!!!!! I COULD CRY!!! And the paper bridge and the clouds surrounding it and the islands... you pictured it all so well and it's so pretty AAAAAH

You are SO RIGHT about the library gazebo. Love the little benches under the tree and the colourful flowers everywhere bringing life and colour to where it's b&w

I think the first sky colour was like how I imagined it but!! The grey/ black&white sky feels like how it could get at night! It makes the colours stand out more, like when ideas spring more into life during the late hours for me if that makes sense

Hey op do u want it to be a joint SEKAI because I don't deserve it for myself anymore /hj

15 for the pjsk ask game

15. If you had a SEKAI, what would it be?

ONE OF THE HARDEST OF THE QUESTIONS QUITE HONESTLY

My thought was that it would be made of floating islands of various sizes, suspended in some evening sky-like space. They could be connected by bridges made of pages of paper. Maybe some would be at first unreachable but gain connections/bridges as the SEKAI develops

Floating SEKAI...? Island SEKAI? Dreamland SEKAI?

Maybe there would be two suns or several moons, depending on the time of day. Below the lowest islands would be just a "floor" of clouds that you can't fall below

The islands would probably each be a bit different but with recurring motifs, but I don't exactly know what at the moment. There could be tents or gazebos somewhere. Probably some flowers, a lot of clouds, maybe some books.

The general idea is like this I guess