#warm up fo tonight :p

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nobody:

people whos favorite color is ourple when they get to customize their character:

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[Now Your Mine]

(A/N I just had to write something for Adrian on my birthday, hope you all enjoy🖤this is pure self indulgent nonsense!!)

Adrian Chase Appreciation Week

Day 5 // Colours

(Pairing)

Adrian Chase x Female Reader

(Summary)

When nothing else works you rely on Adrian’s favourite colour to finally win him over….

(Words)

3260

(Warnings)

Face sitting, angst, fluff, p & v sexy times, idiots in love, miscommunications, admitting feels, happy ending…

Arriving unannounced at your best friends house wasn’t unusual, but you were here for one reason and one reason only.

To make Adrian jealous…

There was nothing else left to do, you had exhausted all previous endeavours trying to get the object of your affection to notice you.

To see you as someone other than one of his oldest friends, who has for at least three years crushed on Adrian from afar, to no avail.

But tonight you had a weapon, knowing Adrian would finally see you as more than just friends, you had previously seen signs that the feeling was mutual but he wasn’t making any moves.

Knocking on Adrian’s front door again, he answers with a smile then silently lets you in whilst you prepare yourself for your greatest performance yet.

Not that you was an actress or anything but you were just going to put Adrian on the spot, force your hand to make him decide and this was the only way how.

“Hey, Ade sorry I didn’t message-“

“That’s cool, y’know you can pop by anytime like any specific time and I will be probably here.” Adrian states with a smirk aimed back at you.

“Cool, cos I need your help I-“

“What’s happened, are you ok?!” Adrian cuts you off grabbing onto both of your arms, green eyes searching your own for a clue.

“It’s fine!” You begin with a laugh then add “ I just need to use your shower, mine is not working and I kind of have a date tonight.”

“A date?!” Adrian squeaks in surprise making you look up at him as he tries to pull a normal face, but you just know he is struggling with this information.

Feeling bad, you knew this was the only way to make up a fake date you had with some guy who hadn’t asked you out at work, just to make him jealous.

Sure, as plans go this one was hugely flawed but it was all you had, that and the secret weapon you had tucked in your large tote bag.

“Oh ok, I mean it’s free the shower and of course you have a date you deserve it but-“

“Thanks, Adrian!“ You lean across on tip toes to kiss him softly on his cheek, which sent you every single time because you adored this guy in front of you.

But there weren’t any words you hadn’t already told Adrian, trying to tell him how you felt with him usual passing it off as a joke keeping you at arms length, but enough was enough.

Leaving Adrian standing there you move around him to head to your destination, his bathroom where you hoped he would soon follow with more questions about your date.

Hearing the door softly click shut, Adrian tries and fails to get a complete hold on his thoughts, you had a date tonight?

Adrian instantly knew this was an awful chain of events, but what could he do other than barricade the bathroom door so you couldn’t get out.

Feelings that he had long since tried to ignore resurface, making his stomach ache like he had eaten far too much candy whilst he suddenly felt very inclined to punch the hallway wall, hard.

This was ridiculous, he knew what he had to do what words he needed to say to make things right to make this sick feeling disappear but his mouth felt bitter around the sentences they couldn’t form.

What if you laughed in his face? Adrian wasn’t very good at opening up to people even you sometimes, so the thought of telling you his true feelings wasn’t a pretty one to say the least.

Standing under the warm shower you smile to yourself when you use Adrian’s shower gel which reminds you of his face which always improved your mood, no matter what.

Finally stepping out you wrap a blue towel around yourself, a little sad that Adrian hadn’t come to talk to you usually he would follow you anywhere to finish a conversation he was invested in.

Maybe he didn’t care that you were actually going on a date , fake or otherwise so perhaps this was all just a waste.

It was time to make use of the secret weapon…

Making sure your towel was perfectly secure you head out of the bathroom, noticing that Adrian had gone from the hallway, where was he?

“Hey, can I get changed in your room?” You call out to Adrian who loudly grumbles some reply in your direction so you take that as a yes.

Heading into Adrian’s room you place your tote bag into the unmade bed, which was covered in his Fennel Fields uniform and cute hat, which you pick up and put on your head.

Feeling stupid you quickly take it off then decide to get changed into the underwear, you hoped that Adrian would see you in very soon and lose his mind.

The colour was very similar to the teal stripe he has adorned on his Vigilante costume, with you knowing full well want Adrian did, the masked anti hero of Evergreen.

For someone who was always so sure to keep himself discreet, you had caught Vigilante breaking into Adrian’a apartment months ago, freaked out obviously until he had started talking.

For a good twenty minutes Adrian had put on a fake voice, asking you why you were here making up lots of bullshit, until he realised it wasn’t working so he finally came clean.

So tonight you wanted him to see this outfit and it drive him nuts, like he would just go insane you wanted him on his knees begging in front or you, ready to be all yours.

Untying your hair from the bun you wore on top of your head, you let your mid length hair fall down into messy curls, that you thread your hands through hoping this was gonna work.

Pulling out the soft silk underwear from your bag you smile to yourself, admiring the teal colour you hoped that Adrian would see and basically just lose the plot.

Sitting on the couch in his small living room, Adrian wonders what he could do to change things, unless it was to late but you hadn’t left the apartment yet.

Perhaps Adrian could persuade you to stay here instead of going on this date, you could watch a couple of movies together instead on the couch cuddling up close.

Adrian always loved it when you threw your legs over his thighs snuggling against him, whilst you listened to him talk over said movie, with you hanging onto his every word.

Right now he wanted nothing more than to just have you here with him, even though you were in his room currently, making Adrian wonder why you were taking so long to get ready.

Before he could think about it Adrian decides to go see you, even though he wasn’t ready to see you looking good for another guy that wasn’t him, it just wasn’t right.

Hell, Adrian knew you looked good in anything he would stare at you happily, even in your old silk pjs with the pants that were too long but you looked gorgeous to him every single time.

Quickly getting up from the couch, Adrian walks towards his bedroom without even thinking about what he was going to say, he just needed to see you.

Standing in your underwear you were very close to just walking out to see Adrian, when you hear footsteps so you decided to put on a show hoping that he would take a good look.

The outfit in question was a soft silk bra, which had a thick ribbon at the front and matching underwear that also had a ribbon on each side of your hip it was very revealing and not something you would just wear everyday.

Adrian looks into his wide open bedroom door to see you standing there, in underwear which made his eyes widen partly because of the colour but mostly cos of how fucking hot you looked.

Hair down loose and curly Adrian takes you all in with a deep gulp that has you turning round, to see your best friend looking at you with big round eyes.

“Hey I-“

“You are not wearing that tonight!” Adrian snaps feeling his blood suddenly start to boil at the very idea of some other guy seeing you.

“Oh, why is that Adrian?” You ask him brushing some curls out of your face noticing the red flush creeping around the back of his neck and the very top of his ears.

“Because I don’t want no one else besides me seeing you like this, fuck you look so hot!” Adrian waves his hands in front of him as if to make a point which makes you smile.

“You think I look hot?” You asks Adrian placing a hand on your waist, whilst pulling your shoulders back so your chest was pushed out.

Adrian is just staring at you still with wide eyes and a open mouth, partly from what he had just admitted but seeing you wearing that underwear had rewired his brain, he wanted you so desperately.

“You know I do.” Adrian states taking a couple more steps into his room, which has you taking a step back when you notice the look on his face.

“So, what happens now?“ You ask Adrian in what you hoped was a confident voice but even you could hear the desperation yourself.

Grabbing onto your lower arm Adrian pulls you closer towards him, with a smug look on his face as he stares down at you with lust filled eyes, you had finally broken him.

“What happens.” Begins Adrian leaning closer to talk right next to the shell of your ear “ Is you stay here with me and I don’t let you out of my sight because your all mine.”

Hitching your breath in response to the words you had so longed to hear, Adrian smiles back at you then places his lips to your neck not moving them just breathing in your scent as you feel his hot breath.

“You drive me so fucking crazy, but I need you, like right now I want to rip off your underwear and fuck you so hard” Adrian finally says in a gravelly voice sounding unsure until he hears you gasp from his words which makes you lick your bottom lip excitedly.

“I’ve wanted this-“

“I know.” Adrian states lifting his head up from your neck to capture your surprised lips in a deep kiss, whilst his warm hands wrap around you middle pulling you closer to his firm chest.

Desperate kisses that make you sigh into Adrian’s mouth, whilst he tighten his grip around you his tongue gliding along your bottom lip only to slide eagerly across your own.

One of your hands reach up to the back of Adrian’s curly hair, running it through then holding firmly onto the soft tufts which makes him groan then bite your lip teasingly.

“Wow.” You announce moving away to catch your breath because Adrian clearly liked kissing, going by the look on his eyes, pupils blown but filled with something that excited you.

“Turn around.” Adrian demands in a voice which instantly has you spinning round on the spot, to feel his hand move some of your hair from your shoulder, then pulling you flush against him he places a chaste kiss on your neck.

Followed by another which makes you relax into the warm feeling of his body against yours, feeling the hard curve of his cock pressed tightly against your lower back.

“I need you-“

You cry out when you feel Adrian bite down on the soft skin of your neck, teeth sinking in only moments later to be replaced by a gentle lick of his tongue.

“Now your mine.” Adrian tells you only to bite down again over the same spot which makes you arch your back against him whilst he continued to feast on your neck.

“I’m yours.” You nod when you feel his warm lips gliding over the bite mark which makes you grab at his face, turning back round to kiss him again.

Lips collide hurriedly as Adrian replaces his hands on your hips pulling you towards his bed where he sits down and then directs you to straddle his lap, which you do in desperation whilst not even breaking the kiss between you two.

Adrian tries to pull at your underwear but it’s difficult with you grinding down into his groin, feeling his jeans tighten which could soon become a problem.

“Let me.” You tell Adrian who groans into your lips so you move letting his hands fall away, only for him to quickly remove his dark blue shirt revealing his toned chest and abs that made you lick your lips.

Adrian just sits there and watches as you slowly untie the silk ribbons either side of your hip, letting your underwear fall to the floor.

“Fuck, your gorgeous!” Adrian whines grabbing hold of your wrists, to pull you on top of him as he falls back onto the bed his lips meeting yours yet again in a hurried wet kiss.

“I-“

“I think you should sit on my face.” Adrian cuts you off already removing his glasses ready, whilst you balance between his waist considering his offer.

“I’ve never-“

“Please, I just want to eat you out and feel you ride my face it’s been a fantasy of mine for ages.” Adrian pleads then adds “ I will make you feel so good, you would look so hot riding me.”

“Ok.” You nod sitting up on your knees to quickly remove your bra which has Adrian staring at your tits, then grabbing them as you travel up his body.

Adrian’s mouth captures one of your breasts as he slowly glides his hot tongue across your already pebbled nipples, causing you to grind into his chest.

“Not yet, come closer.” Adrian jokes as you move your knees between either side of his face whilst he looks happily up at you, dimpled smirk on his face that makes your eager pussy throb.

“What if I-“

“I’ve got you.” Adrian smiles softly up at you placing a kiss on your thigh which makes you bite your lip as he adds “Are you ready?”

You nod silently at the same time that you feel Adrian’s hands grab your ass, then he lowers them to the back of your thighs gripping tightly to hold you in place.

“I need words, princess.” Adrian tells you encouragingly which makes you smirk back.

“I’m ready.” You state brushing some stray curls from his cute face which makes his dimples widen but moments later they disappear when Adrian pulls you down onto his face.

With a little readjusting you feel his hot breath on your soaked pussy, briefly feeling embarrassed, but that disappears when you feel Adrian‘s nose rub against your folds followed by his warm mouth.

Sure you have had someone go down on your before, but you had never sat on someone’s face and be as completely consumed, just like how Adrian was devouring you right now which felt like absolute bliss.

Rocking your hips against Adrian’s skilled mouth soon makes your muscles tighten in anticipation, the thread soon about to break whilst he continues to fuck you with his tongue deep in your pussy.

“Ahh!” You cry out after one last glide of his strong tongue has you fast approaching an orgasm which makes your thighs shake around Adrian’s face whilst he continues to lick you your muscles fluttering with every touch.

“Fuck that was hot.” Adrian smiles as you move back to see his wet mouth, and wide eyed smile placing your hand through his soft hair to momentarily ground yourself.

“I agree-“

“I’m not finished with you yet.” Adrian cuts you off whilst you move your knees back to balance yourself on his chest leaning down to kiss his soft lips tasting yourself whilst he groaned into your mouth.

Feeling Adrian wiggling you look behind you to see him undoing his jeans, freeing his cock which from even at this angle looks long and thick, two things you liked very much.

Backing up further Adrian watches as you lean done to spread kisses across his pecs, licking his nipples which has him sighing as he takes two hands into your mess of curls, moving them so he could see your pretty face.

He drops the hair when Adrian feels your wet folds brush agains the tip of his cock, which makes its bounce hard against your wanting slit.

“There is no going back after this, I want this and I need-“

“I need this too, please fuck me.” You cry out when Adrian jerks his hips up making the head of his cock rub against you teasingly, it was actual agony.

“Fuck your so beautiful.” Adrian begins with a smile then adds “ Let’s stay like this because I want to see your face when you lose control.”

“Ok.” You nod taking this moment to sink yourself slowly down onto Adrian’s cock which fits you perfectly, albeit filling you up completely your muscles throbbing against him in response.

“Dammit you feel so good, your pussy was made for me this is karma, damn is this my prize for waiting so long to fuck-“

“Adrian.” You soothe looking up at him seated on his dick, feeling safe, loved and above all else eager for this to start happening.

“Sorry! Oh fuck!” Adrian groans when you start to slowly move on top of him and he thrust upwards matching your pace, his eyes watching your face the whole time.

The air soon turns desperate when you are rocking faster onto his cock, whist he snaps his hips hurriedly both chasing your orgasms, when you feel yours hit you first closely followed by Adrian who curses loudly.

“That needs to happen again.” Adrian states whilst you chuckle placing your head on his chest, still inside him but smiling to yourself when he wraps his arms tightly around your middle.

“Can we cuddle first.” You smile looking up moving yourself from your seat on Adrian’s cock, laying down next to him as he quickly wraps you into a tight hug.

“I can’t believe you never realised how much I loved you.” Adrian sighs then adds “I was too afraid to say anything like a loser, but I have adored you for years.”

“I never knew what to say, so I wore this underwear to make you see.” You nod with a shy smile.

“My favourite colour, as soon as I saw it I just went mad.” Adrian chuckled placing a kiss on the top of your head.

“It was hot.” You admit teasingly making Adrian groan back.

“I don’t think we should leave this bedroom for the rest of the night, we can lick each other’s sweat to stay hydrated.” Laughs Adrian whilst you pulled a face back at him.

“I’m all for the first part, but I definitely need a water before we continue.” You wink at Adrian getting up from the bed as he grudgingly lets you go.

As your relationship blossoms anew you try to keep things exciting by buying new underwear and outfits to wear in the bedroom, always teal and it’s always extra fun when Adrian wears his Vigilante costume, with the mask still on of course.

[ink-herrscher]

twilit study date

— herrscher of sentience x fu hua

genre : fluff

warnings : none

wordcount : 2,390

summary : every night, a certain little headache comes knocking at hua's door. but it's finals tomorrow, and hua really should be studying tonight.

outside her window, the night has devoured the stars and the flickering streetlights with fog and gloom and pools of mud gleaming like mercury in the shallow moonlight. the city is sleepy and slow, barely blinking and finding the moon higher than it was a second ago. nights like this are best spent in the comforts of a warm duvet, lost in a fantasy world, gradually inviting sleep to come and turn the words in her book into an ephemeral reality in her dreams. but instead, here hua is, leaning down her window to peer at the lone figure standing on the porch, her forehead is bleeding and aching from when she opened the glass only to come face-to-face with a pebble thrown straight at her face. "juliet, oh my dearest juliet," the girl below proclaims. "let down your hair, for your knight-in-shining-armor is here to save the day." "that's not how it goes," she hisses, pressing a hand against her brow. "and quiet down. my dad is already asleep." and so, her headache for the night has found her way into her room once again. she scales the wall nimbly and hops up the window sill, effortless with a breathless laughter that spills from her cherry-stained lips and crinkled eyes. her grey hair is messy and half-tied, half trailing down her neck like an inky waterfall — she is the antithesis of a gallant knight, but her smile is charming and lovely, nonetheless. "hi," senti says, bright like a firework blooming in dusk. slender fingers reach down, threading with strands of hua's hair to press a light kiss against it. "i'm here again. did you miss me?" "no," she responds dryly, and steps aside to let her in. she laughs and brings with her the smell of petrichor and dew, like the cool midnight air on a wild road trip to nowhere. "we were literally together just a few hours ago." her lips curve into a pout as she falls down hua's bed, arms spread wide. and just like that, she’s more at home than fu hua ever looked in her own room. "well, i'm sorry for having feelings, you stone-cold old timer."

hua shakes her head and sighs fondly. her brow throbs painfully, but a quick glance at the mirror shows a minor red gash by her temple. it’s nothing serious, but senti sits up and narrows her eyes when she sees the wound.

“hey, old timer. where’d that wound come from?”

hua lets herself be dragged down on the bed while senti stands up and pads to her bathroom. the light flickers on, and hua takes a moment to indulge in the way she is so familiar with her room already, like she has lived here for her whole life. “i don’t know. a certain someone that was throwing rocks at my bedroom window in the middle of the night, probably.”

“oh.” the sound of rummaging pauses. “that’s on you, though! why’d you open the window when you knew i was throwing rocks at it?”

“because you were throwing rocks at it.” she removes her glasses and rubs her eyes. senti comes out of the bathroom with a med kit on hand and promptly climbs up her lap. “what was i supposed to do, just let you wake up my dad from all the noise you were making?”

senti puffs her cheek until she looks like a chipmunk. it is endearing and childish that hua can’t help but laugh a little.

“hey, stay still,” she grumbles. she is usually so rash and brutal, but tonight, senti’s hands are as gentle as glasswork, spinning threads of molten light as she dabs an alcohol-soaked cotton ball against her wound. it is night and the stars are dim, but hua can already see a dawn sprinkled with a rainbow-gold in her eyes.

when senti’s gaze drifts down to meet hers, hua pretends she hasn’t been staring. she clears her throat. “you do realize i’m usually asleep at this time, right? and you would have wasted a trip coming here?”

“nope.” she pops the ‘p’ and leans back to look for a bandage. idly, hua reaches up and tucks her hair beneath her ear. a golden hoop ring winks at her. “i was gonna wake you up if you were asleep. although, now i’m curious. why’re you up so late, old timer?”

hua just sighs. senti finishes bandaging her wound with a proud flourish, before leaning in and pressing a kiss against her brow. “i was studying for the exam tomorrow.”

“huh? we have an exam tomorrow?”

hua is not sure why she’s even surprised.

“you haven’t been listening in class, have you?”

“nope.” she sounds so proud.

hua really isn’t sure why she’s still surprised.

she pushes her off her lap and leads her to sit on the spare chair by her study table. it’s something she bought in secret after senti first started to crash into her room at night, but it’s not like it ever gets used anyway.

she pushes her off her lap and leads her to sit on the spare chair by her study table. it’s something she bought in secret after the first few weeks senti started crashing into her room at night, but it’s not like it ever gets used anyway. as soon as hua has sat down her own chair, senti ditches hers and climbs up her lap instead, and wraps hua’s arms around her waist.

she rests her chin against her shoulder and quietly laments the stupid exam tomorrow. it’s so late and the night breeze sounds like a lullaby; by her bed, her alarm clock glares at her in red and neon.

“so. what’re you reviewing?” senti asks.

“math.”

“oh.”

hua hums. she pulls the textbook nearer and picks up her pen. her penmanship is neat and precise, but even to her, it looks like a mess of equations and numbers and letters that don’t quite fit. there’s a doodle of her and senti in the corner – she must have been daydreaming earlier. she erases it before her girlfriend can see.

“you’ll let me copy your answers tomorrow, right?”

“no.”

“oh.”

hua hums. senti pouts down her, but she pretends not to see, busying herself with filing the pages of scratch spread haphazardly across the wood. she taps the book with her pen, and it sounds like the clock tick-tick-ticking in the background. she holds back a yawn. “that’s why you should study now so you can get a decent score tomorrow.”

senti groans, but there is no escape when she’s trapped herself willingly between fu hua’s arms and the table in front of them. outside, a lone car drives past, cutting a sharp path of life in the midst of the dark. when the noise has faded to silence and the dust settled back in, senti has already found a way to cuddle against hua’s chest, head nestled against hers.

every second that passes pours oil into hua’s lids until she can barely keep her eyes open. but that won’t do. hua might be confident enough to pass the test tomorrow, but now she’s more worried about senti’s grades. the girl is infamous for never listening but always passing exams, but her streak might break tomorrow, and it’s not hua’s business, but her head is already aching just thinking about it.

she pinches her thigh, and clings desperately to the razor-flourish of pain through her veins as she flips the textbook back to the first place and starts over. senti is quiet while she teaches the lesson – uncharacteristic of her, but her brows are pinched and she is biting her lip the way she always does when she’s concentrating. and hua knows this because she watches her in class a bit too much for her liking, and she knows that she feels shy when her red eyes dart over to hers, fall to her lips, and away.

her throat is suddenly dry.

but senti saves her from dwelling too much into it when she pushes their chair off the wall and whines loudly. hua covers her mouth so she doesn’t wake her dad up, but senti swats her hand away, huffing.

“this sucks,” she rants in a low whisper. “school sucks. the world sucks. i don’t wanna study anymore – school can suck my dick for all i care.”

hua chuckles and rubs her eyes. “you don’t have a d . . . thing.”

senti peers at her, cherry-lips quirked in a teasing smirk. “huh? what was that? hey, old timer, can you repeat what you just said?”

“nothing.” she clears her throat. “it’s nothing.”

a poke against her pink cheeks, chiming with a sadistic laughter. “i’m pretty sure it was something. hey. hey. come on, say it again.”

hua slaps her hand away and hides her face. “it’s unnecessary. let’s go back to studying.”

“aww why not? it’s literally one word, just say it. dick. it’s easy. d-i-c-k. dick.”

it’s too late for this. her cheeks are warm and senti’s laughter is pretty and gleeful. hua doesn’t have enough composure for this. “no.”

“sheesh,” she whines, and turns around so she is straddling hua’s hips instead. cool fingers graze against her neck, little sparks of electricity that send her heart into overdrive whenever they touch. “come on, old timer. i can’t believe you’re embarrassed about saying it. just say it once, pretty please?”

“no.”

her forehead aches.

“boo. you really are an old-fashioned boomer.”

hua doesn’t reply to that. she looks over senti’s shoulder and scratches ink on paper, though it’s nothing but gibberish that fail to make any sense. anything to escape senti’s searing eyes.

“ugh. fine.” fingers on her chin. hua looks up to sunset eyes that are luminous in the night. her smile is cheeky and pretty, and hua glimpses a hint of gold before her lips are on hers. a beat, and her body explodes into butterflies and fireworks trembling against the sky of her heart. the air is suddenly warm and sweet, intoxicating; she can taste a minty freshness in her lips before they part too soon.

“there,” senti murmurs. “apology kiss. feel better, old timer?”

it really is too late for this. hua closes her eyes, and sighs.

“no? you want another apology kiss?”

hua licks her lips in anticipation, but shakes her head instead. “there’s no need. if you’re really sorry, then go back to studying.”

senti leans away. “i guess i’m not sorry after all.”

she keeps quiet. senti peers at her patiently, but hua is a master of keeping the disappointed silence afloat.

finally, senti cracks. “hey, old timer.”

“what?”

she leans in, and hua flushes darker when she feels warm breath carress her ear.

“dick.”

hua pushes her off her lap. the rug softens her fall and mutes the crash into a light thump, but senti still dramatically groans in pain and curses.

“ouch! why are you so mean to me? i’m innocent!”

she rubs her fingers against her forehead. “if you don’t want to study tonight, then go to sleep early. i’ll wake you up tomorrow to study.”

warm arms snake around her shoulders, contrasting with the cold hands that rest on her arms. “why don’t you come to bed with me, then?”

“later. i need to study for the other subjects, too.”

“aw, come on.” she starts massaging her shoulders, relaxing her tense muscles. her fatigue is almost overwhelming. a yawn slips from her lips. “you’re tired already. just leave that for tomorrow, yeah?”

“but –”

her lips are on hua’s neck, peppering butterfly kisses over sensitive skin. she gasps; senti’s searing smile brands itself against her fluttering heartbeat. “come on, old timer. you know you want it~”

she moves away before the temptation can overwhelm her. “go to sleep,” she stresses. “you have to be up early tomorrow.”

“ugh, fine!” senti stomps over to the bed and crosses her arms. “another cold night spent alone while my cruel mistress slaves away to her work. ah, woe is me.”

hua closes her math textbook and reaches for her notes on history. “just go to sleep, sentience.”

“oh, so we’re back to a full-name basis now, huh, fu hua?” there is a childish petulance in her voice, airy and teasing and miffed at the same. “are you just going to pretend that everything we’ve been through is nothing to you now, fu hua? is that how you’re gonna go with this? really, fu hua?”

ah. so many dates and names. her vision swims. it’s already two in the morning. “just. please go to bed.”

“fine. but i’m stealing your piyo body pillow.”

ruffling sounds in the background. it’s getting hard to focus, even without senti’s distractions. maybe she should sleep it off and work hard in the morning, but she’s afraid there might not be enough time to do her daily morning training, teach senti, and review for herself tomorrow at all.

“at least piyo-san wants to cuddle with me. unlike a certain someone.”

hua doesn’t reply. she highlights a passage on her book.

senti speaks louder. “at least piyo-san is soft, unlike a certain pile of bricks studying math over there instead of cuddling with her poor, cute girlfriend.”

“i’m studying history now,” she says.

ah. the words are swimming in front of her now. she’s too tired to study. senti is on her again, chin rested on her shoulder, pouting. she has changed into one of hua’s spare oversized shirts, and hua tiredly nuzzles against her collar.

“i thought you were finally going to sleep.”

“i was trying to taunt you into sleeping with me.”

she chuckles. “i figured.”

“let’s go to bed, old timer,” she murmurs against her hair. hua feels a gentle kiss, and her lips tug into a small smile.

“fine.” she disentangles from senti’s arms and stretches her arms. “but i’m still waking you up early tomorrow, okay?”

“uh-huh, sure. whatever.” senti drags her back to the bed without listening. hua barely has any time to turn off the lamp first before she is practically thrown onto the bed. she laughs again and welcomes senti in her arms as she snuggles in for the night. her bed is already warm and it barely takes any time for her to fall to sleep. “g’night, old timer.”

“good night, senti.”

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This Is Me Trying Bobby and Alex

This one opts to destroy those stupid webisodes they thought were a good idea ... enjoy! Everything in this story that sounds like Taylor Swift lyrics are Taylor swift lyrics and do not belong to me. Everything else came out of my messed-up shipper head!

I’ve been having a hard time adjusting. I had the shiniest wheels, now they’re rusting.

“Bobby..“ Alex was quite shaken seeing her former partner standing outside her apartment. It was 11 pm and she had actually just changed into her pyjamas to go to bed, when the doorbell rang. Since Bobby had decided to go to Maine to write a book and she herself transferred to the Counter Terrorist Squad she hadn’t seen him. She’d been mad he’d left just like that. She’d actually thought he was getting better with going to therapy and getting along really good with Dr. Gyson. Alex and Bobby had a good time working together again after the short hiatus they’d had, but it apparently wasn’t enough for him. He had handed in his notice rather suddenly and taken off, throwing Alex into cold water once again. It had been almost six month and she hadn’t heard from him once except from that Christmas card he’d sent her. She’d tried forgetting him throwing herself into a relationship with Adam, a firefighter she met one night in a bar. She’d probably known it from the start but only lately she had admitted to herself that he wasn’t the right person, and they wouldn’t have a future together.

I didn’t know if you care if I came back. I have a lot of regrets about that.

“You’re back.“ She heard herself saying as in trance. She’d lost herself in Bobby’s all too familiar, brown eyes as soon as she’d opened her door. So often she’d tried not to think about him, to enjoy the time with her new lover, to just get Robert Goren out of her system, but she couldn’t. Every time Adam kissed her neck or squeezed her hand she’d just wished he was someone else. She did not want to believe it but it became crystal clear the moment Bobby appeared before her eyes.

Pulled the car off the road to the lookout. Could have followed my fears all the way down. And maybe I don’t quite know what to say, But I’m here in your doorway.

“I am…“ Bobby replied, nervously fidgeting a stack of papers in his hands. “I finished the book, I wanted you to be the first to read it.“ He reached the manuscript to her. “Are you insane?“ Alex breathed angrily. She bit her lip as not to either punch him in the face or start crying. Bobby looked at her frowning. He took a step back, away from her. He knew he’d screwed up.

I just wanted you to know, that this is me trying. I just wanted you to know, that this is me trying.

“Look, I know you’re upset but can I just come in for a second? Hear me out and then you can throw me out?“ Bobby begged her, piercing her eyes with his. Alex stepped away from the door although she promised herself not to. He followed her rather halfhearted invitation, and was left standing lost in the midst of Alex’ apartment. She shut the door then walked towards the other end of the room not saying a word.

They told me all of my cages were mental. So I got wasted like all my potential. And my words shoot to kill when I’m mad. I have a lot of regrets about that.

“I’m sorry I never called.“ He kew it was a weak thing to say but he didn’t know how else to start. He’d been going through situations like this with Dr. Gyson a million times and he knew he should just tell Alex how he felt about her but the words wouldn’t form. It was like desperately trying to draw something from memory but all that comes out is a messy doodle. “It’s fine I figured you must have lost my phone number and my address but then there was that Christmas card, how thoughtful.“ Alexes words were the ones shooting to kill now, but Bobby knew he deserved it. All she wanted to see those past six months had been the eyes she was staring into right now. Now, she just wished they wouldn’t be so wonderfully, corruptingly intimate.

I was so ahead of the curve, the curve became a square. Fell behind all my classmates and I ended up here. Pouring out my heart to a stranger, But I didn’t pour the whiskey.

“I … I had to do it my way. I had to do it like this or not at all. This book is the only reason I am able to stand here right now and it was the hardest thing I ever had to do.“ Bobby clenched the paper stack fast in his hands. “We’ve been there Bobby, we’ve been there before and honestly, I don’t wanna go there again so why are you here? You want me to read your book? Leave it at my coffee table and I’ll get back to you in the next … say, six months.“ Alex turned herself away from her former partner feeling the tears creeping up on her. She wiped them away as quickly as they poured out of her eyes. She had given him a million chances and she had always told herself one day it would work, but she’d always been left bloody, broken and bruised lying on the floor like one of their many murder victims. She was not gonna let that happen again, giving in and pretending like everything was fine.

I just wanted you to know, that this is me trying. I just wanted you to know, that this is me trying. At least I’m trying.

Bobby could feel her tears burning in his mind and he sat the manuscript down on the little desk next to the door and walked out. Alex flinched as she heard the door shut. She turned around hoping despite everything she’d just said Bobby was still standing there, his brown eyes screaming at her from afar like they’d always done. They weren’t. He wasn’t. There was nothing but silence. She walked towards the door clutching the knob. She pulled all her strength together not to open it again. Instead she leaned herself towards it breaking down sobbing. She wiped her wet face, her chest was jumping up and down as her heart raced like a rocket. She picked up the manuscript Bobby’d left fo her. She let herself fall down to the floor right there and then and bended back the first page.

And it’s hard to be at a party when I feel like an open wound. It’s hard to be anywhere when all I want is you. You’re a flashback in a film reel on the one screen in my town. And I just wanted you to know that this is me trying. (And maybe I don’t quite know what to say)
 I just wanted you to know, that this is me trying. At least I’m trying.

The time had stood still as soon as she’d lain her eyes on the first paragraph of Bobby’s book. The first words she consumed were 'For my partner’, and it was as if someone had pushed a knife through her stomach. She devoured paragraph after paragraph like she was born to do so. She had never thought Bobby was even capable of producing words like this. To the world it might have been a manifesto, the story of a scared little boy who’d grown up to be an even more scared man, but to her it was a confession. Every line and between was what she never knew Bobby could feel. Suddenly, she felt embarrassed for having sent him away. It felt like she knew everything now, everything she’d always wanted to know, everything she’d ever wanted him to say. Hour’s had passed in minutes and her eyes were burning like fire. All the water coming out of them couldn’t extinguish it. She dropped the manuscript upon the last words she’d read and realised she hadn’t moved an inch. She was still occupying the same spot she had placed herself in after Bobby’d left. Without even thinking she grabbed her car keys. She manoeuvred her car as if pulled by invisible strings. She didn’t even know Bobby still had his old apartment but she knew she had to try. She walked up to his door and rang twice - three times as if the building was on fire. Her heart was pounding in her throat and although she couldn’t be sure someone would open she felt he would. The seconds she waited felt like hours in the dim-lit hallway of Bobby’s apartment building. The adrenalin rushed through her veins like lightning as Bobby finally pulled the door open. His eyes hung heavily in his face and the angles of his mouth were bend downwards. Alex could now see how sad, exhausted and tired he looked. His eyes, however, lit up as soon as he realised it was Alex standing in front of him. She wouldn’t wait a single second longer. As if he was the opposite pole of a magnet she shot towards him, pressing her lips on his. He embraced her, a bolt of lightning shooting through every last corner of his body. He was convinced he would never let go of her ever again. Their faces parted for just a moment, but their eyes locked even harder. Bobby wiped a strain of hair out of Alex’ face and pulled her head closer to his again. She felt Bobby’s beard on her skin and tasted his breath. She decided then and there she never wanted to not feel his warm hands pressed against her back, his body close to hers, his breath on her face. Bobby pulled her inside his apartment not letting go of her lips on his. He slammed the door shut. She knew it now, she knew he was trying, that he’d been trying all those years. She knew now, that he, in his clumsy and pathetic, self-loathing way had always loved her. Giving her the book to read was the greatest love confession anyone could have ever made. She saw it now and she couldn’t really understand how she didn’t before. Tonight she had decided to make the first step and she had not been wrong. She found herself in Bobby’s bed entangled with him, her body pressed against his and it was the most enchanting and miraculous she had ever felt. His hand was gliding through her hair, hers was clutching his shoulder blade like holding on to an angel’s wings taking her to heaven. They were united in blissful euphoria, closer than they had ever been, so wonderfully together and beautifully in love. Nothing mattered at that moment to either of them, but the other. No job, no fire-fighters no past wounds. All the scars she had from being left broken by him were mended with every time she felt his sweaty body clutching tightly against hers. All the trauma, all the doubts he had ever had felt so silly now that he felt like nothing could ever pull them apart. He wanted to feel every inch of Alex’ body forever one with his own. He felt like a child on a ferris wheel ride, so beautiful, so perfect yet so innocent. Feeling the endorphins racing through his body like fireworks, until the wheel finally stops and you are on top of the world only the stars above you. His very own ferris wheel ride ended with Alex finally laying her head down on Bobby’s chest. None of them lost a word, Bobby kissed her hair holding her closely. After a while he could feel her head getting heavier and her breathing more even and peaceful. She had fallen asleep but there was no way he could. He stared up on the ceiling feeling blissfully complete having Alex’ body so close to his. A thousand thoughts ran through his head but they were all overruled by the remarkable memory of their first night together.

[sukunasxsub]

Hero

Monsta x

Changkyun

Monsta x Changkyun

Hero.

I’m in the club as I dance in my skin tight black laced corset dress. My stilettos clicked and spun as I raised my arms in the air. The music was loud and upbeat. Many male hands ran down my body as I grinder against others bodies.

I opened my eyes and breathed in the smell of cologne and perfume in the clubs air. I came to this club tonight to escape the stress of my life. Bills and school. My parents, and everyone around me. I needed to be alone I needed to express my heart out. Here.

I look straight ahead to see a man. His hair perfectly styled in fluff and silk. The color of auburn and brown. His left eyebrow had a piercing.

He caught my stare and locked eyes with mine. His drink in his hand as he held it with the tips of his fingers and his index finger glides across the top. Tapping at the class with a soft smile. He looked back at the bartender and then turned and stood up and walked out of the club.

I started to feel drained and I needed fresh air. I didn’t follow him. I went the opposite direction. Towards the front club doors.

I walked to the side of the building and leaned against the brick wall. I took out my phone and checked my social media. A few text from my parents.

“Where are you? You were supposed to meet your arranged fiancé an hour ago! Y/n!! Don’t duck this company up for us!” I sighed and put my phone back in my pocket.

Suddenly a push came to an impact of my body. I groaned as a man a foot taller than me and kinda big in muscle held me against the brick. The smell of hard liquor came upon his breathe as he breathed against my face.

Fear held in my heart as I couldn’t move. Yes I was intoxicated but I knew where I was and whom I’m with.

This man was the director of the company I’m supposed to be getting married to.

“Well well we’ll, if it isn’t the little princess of the (your last name).” The man said.

“L-let me go, junho!” I grit my teeth.

He places his knee inbetween my legs and wraps his arm around my hip as the other one places his hand against my throat.

He kissed me forcibly and I tried to push him off me but he just wouldn’t budge. I tried to kick and scream towards him but his lips were pressed against mine so hard I couldn’t move. He pulled my curls and gripped my hair tangled into his fingers. He finally let me go and I screamed. As soon as I screamed he slammed my head against the brick wall.

My vision got blurry and I saw nothing but darkness.

Changkyuns pov.

The woman I stared at most the night caught my attention. Her body moved to the beat as my heart beat went crazy for her. I just broke with my ex to get married to a woman I don’t even know. My father has embedded me with a woman to enhance our company. I don’t give a rats ass about my fathers company.

I couldn’t breathe in this club. I had to leave. I walked out of the club and took a smoke out. I started to puff a few times but before I could even get half way through my cigarette I heard a scream of a young woman. I dropped my cigarette and put it out with my shoe.

“It’s probably another piece of shit drunk trying to hurt a woman.” I sighed and walked around the corner. I couldn’t see who the woman was but after the girl screamed the man slammed her against the wall. My anger boiled. I grabbed the man by the shoulder and swung my fist into his face. He stumbled to the ground.

“What the fuck!” He looked up at me.

“Ohh shit... junho? My fathers assistant?” I smirk at the sudden realization of who the man was. My fathers assistant. Who I truly hate because he wants to take over my fathers company and replace my mother.

“ Changkyun?! Wh-what are you doing here?!” His eyes widen in fear and shock.

I kneel down on my knee as grab him by the throat. I point to the girl who lied on the floor. I looked at her. My eyes widen. The girl I was feeling for.

I turn and glare at him and slam his head back against the ground. He yelled in pain.

“What the fuck is wrong with you??” I ask.

“How dare you even lie any hands on any woman?! Especially the woman who I kinda thought was beautiful!” I turned to him as I squeezed his neck tightly.

He choked and tried to grab at me.

I slammed him against the ground again and again.

A hand softly touched my shoulder. I froze. Junho unconscious.

“P-please don’t kill him.” The softest angelic voice barely audible whispered.

I turned around softly and gently as I lifted my hands up softly. My face soft and gentle. I slowly rise on my feet.

“T-thank you for saving me. I think he got it much worse than me though.” The softest smile spread upon her lips as I gulped. Wow. What a beautiful woman. “You’re welcome, no man should ever treat a lady as your self with such aggression like that.” I say.

“Y/n, nice to meet you.” She holds out her hand and I softly take it in mine and gently kiss the back of her hand.

“Changkyun. What are you doing out so late anyway with no friends?” I ask as I gently guide her back to my car. “May I have the decency to take you home my lady?” I open the passenger door for her.

She smiles and nods and I grab her hand softly and said “hold on one second.”

I took of my leather jacket and placed it around her shoulders.

A soft rose pink brushed across her cheeks. I felt my face heat up. I coughed and walked away before she could see my embarrassment. I got into the car as she did too.

“Well thank you again, well to answer your questions. My parents have arranged me a marriage to a company of entertainment industry fro a ceo son in order to share our stocks for our news paper industry, and I just can’t afford to be married right now. Especially with someone I don’t know. Ok I’m school and I work too. I don’t want to be apart of the company. I want to model and become an idol.” In the end of her sentence she kinda of mumbled what she wanted. She looked down at her. Hands and sighed.

My heart dropped. Was this the woman I was suppose to wedlock? It can’t be.

“You don’t happen to be into wedlock with a man named Daniel im do you?” I gulped.

Her eyes widened surprised. “Yes. How did you know that?” She asked.

“O-oh I have just heard of the ceos son coming to marriage in the next couple days. I work at that company.” I lied. I looked away and she gave me her address and started to drive her home.

“Annnd I may or may not be Daniel Im.” I cough and smile apologetically at her as we pulled up to her driveway.

Her jaw dropped and stared at me. I cough and clear my throat. She softly whispers “y-you’re Daniel? Like my arranged marriage? No way.” She says and shakes her head in disbelief. In denial she says “There is no way. You were supposed to be at the dinner restaurant about an hour ago.” I roll my eyes.

“Well apparently so were you but look at that we both decided to escape our world and meet somewhere else.” I wink at her and she scoffed and rolled those beautiful (your color eyes) at me. My lip curled to the side and she stopped moving. She stared at me in awe.

“If you don’t close your mouth, you’ll catch flies.” I say and tip her chin back up with my index and middle finger. She gulps and a rose pink shade forms on her chunky cheeks. I chuckle and step out of the car.

I rush over to the side and help her out. She steps out fo the car and suddenly falls against my chest. I caught her in my arms. “Woah...” she rushes to stand up straight but doesn’t succeed. “I’m sorry, I still feel a little dizzy.” She quietly says and looks down at the ground. My hands tightly hold her waist so she doesnt fall to the ground.

“Here let’s get you inside. Would you like me to stay with you?” I ask concerned for her health.

She softly raised her hand with a shake. “No no, I’ll be ok as soon as I hit the bed.” She says and softly chuckled. I look at her in concern. I walk her to the door. She searched for her keys and frustratingly searched her black purse. I turned the knob of the door and it opened. She stopped in her tracks and look up. She looked at me in the most adorable silly way.

Suddenly she goes to fall in front of me. I caught her by the arm and waist. Her head hung over her body. I panic a bit and lifted her off the ground. My arms holding her under her legs and her shoulders.

I walk inside her house carrying her to the only bedroom I see. I set her agains the top of the bed and she sinks comfortably. I try to release her from my arms but she suddenly grabbed the hem of the bottom of my blouse tux.

“You are welcome to stay since it is late and I owe you.” She softly whispers with her eyes that sparkle. I sigh and kneel on my knees to look better at her. She softly smiles and closes her eyes. Her face so beautifully structured. Her skin of porcelain her hair of soft strands. I stared at her for the longest time. Like the world stopped.

She still had a hold of me. I unbuttoned my short and kept my pants on. I realized we accidentally kept our shoes on. I slipped them off and tucked them under her bed. I unbuckled her heel around her ankle and slid her heels off carefully not to wake her. She stirred for a second and before I could lie on the ground she pulled me closer. I froze as my body landed hovering over her. I gulped.

I lean softly down and press my lips against her warm, cherry tasting ones.

I deepened the kiss. I felt movement under my lips as she smiled.

I pulled back shocked and afraid.

“I-I’m so sorry.” I coughed and choked out the words.

“Don’t be. I owe my hero my heart and soul.” She wraps her arms around my neck and brings me down leaning my lips against hers again. This time I climb better over her and lean my body against hers gently. My hands roam her sides and plays with the fabric of her dress. I groan against her lips loving the feeling of hers.

She smiles in the kiss and I push up not to far from her tho.

“I’ll protect you so no one ever sees you.

You’re so beautiful that I have many enemies. It’s like a game to protect the princess. Don’t worry I’m your only man and you are now my soon to be wife.” I say as I kiss her again. And she brings me closer than before and nods.

[woollyslisterblog]

1834 May Sunday 4th (part two)

The remainder of today’s entry mostly summarises her correspondence, both personal and business. She seems as usual to be buttering up Mrs Norcliffe Isabella and Charlotte’s mother. She charmingly writes about some of the political issues of the day, probably careful to ensure that she is within what she would consider right-thinking company. Her approval of a French monarchy is understandable within the context that she held conservative values and during her very first stay in Paris had seen the coronation of Charles X. She would hold an interest in the maintenance of some form of monarchy in the country during times of political upheaval.

fr[om] 5 to 6 50/60 wr[ote] 3 pp and ends and und[e]r the seal to Mrs Norcliffe - ‘My a[un]t's health is evid[entl]y declin[in]g …. Her suffer[in]g seems on the increase; and I hard[l]y th[in]k she can do mo[re] than get ov[e]r the sum[me]r - Miss W-[Walker] and I talk of go[in]g to see Rokeby; b[u]t, bey[ond] this, I have no idea of mov[in]g at pres[en]t - Do pray gi[ve] so[me] direct[io]ns - when do you th[i]nk of gett[in]g off? and where are you go[in]g? …. hope Miss Beckett will n[o]t go w[i]th I[sabella] N[orcliffe] and C[harlotte] N[orcliffe] - and that they will then fo[r] go to Holl[an]d on the 14th instant - ‘they will be m[u]ch mo[re] interest[e]d and edifi[e]d in a count[r]y that is new to them, than in a capit[a]l they know alm[o]st as well as London -

The tumults are noth[in]g - at least, they w[oul]d be as noth[in]g to them - there may n[o]t be, for long, a quiet[e]r ti[me] than now; at least, fr[om] now till the last 3 days of July, when, it is poss[ible], there maybe mo[re] nonsense; tho[ugh] I do n[o]t think, eith[e]r Republicans or Carlists, or b[o]th togeth[e]r can do m[u]ch now - the p[ar]ty that wishes for peace and quiet, is strong in France, in spi[te] of all the reports we hear, - that Louis Philippe may keep his throne so[me]ti[me] long[e]r, at an[y] rate, long en[ou]gh for Isab[ell]a to win her bets - wh[a]tev[e]r his majesty of the barricades maybe as a K[in]g, he is gen[erall]y a esteem[e]d a good fam[il]y man , a good husb[an]d and fath[e]r , in sh[or]t, bon enfant, as the Fr[en]ch emphatic[all]y say; And I nev[e]r heard of his hav[in]g an ‘accredit[e]d mistress’

- recom[mende]d the Hot[e]l des Pays Bas at Rotterdam and to ta[ke] as lit[tle] baggage as poss[ible] -

Sir Rob[er]t Peel’s speeches are gen[erall]y good - I am no fr[ien]d to the pres[en]t minist[r]y, or their plan of centralizat[io]n , á la Française, about the Poor Laws - b[u]t I trust m[u]ch to the good, com[mo]n sense of the peop[le], and hope our state-ship will be right hers[elf] at last - well done master tailors! The good examp[le] will be foll[owe]d; and the unionists will be br[ou]ght to their senses by and by? No th[an]ks to gov[ernmen]t’ -

ment[io]n ab[ou]t Th[oma]s’ go[in]g and Ja[me]s’ Clayton's com[in]g and go[in]g, and my bring[in]g b[a]ck Matt[hew] Avison - shall keep h[i]m a whi[le] that Jos[e]ph may ha[ve] ti[me] to learn Fr[en]ch - shall tell Mrs N[orcliffe] - my plans where I am ab[ou]t to ma[ke] an[y] - ask to hear fr[om] h[e]r - ‘ gi[ve] my love to all your fam[il]y p[ar]ty, and bel[ieve] me , my d[ea]r Mrs Norcliffe, alw[a]ys grateful for all these five and twenty y[ea]rs of your unwav[erin]g kindness, and alw[a]ys ver[y] aff[ectionatel]y yours A[nne] L[ister]’

Din[ner] and coff[ee] fr[om] 7 to 8 - then wr[ote] the last 24 lines and the foll[owin]g ‘Shibd[e]n Hall - sum[mer] ev[enin]g 4 May 1834 Madam - as Mr Scott is fr[om] ho[me], I shall be ver[y] m[u]ch oblig[e]d to you, if you will be so good as to th[an]k h[i]m for his ver[y] handso[me] let[ter], and for all his kind[ne]ss to Jos[e]ph Booth, who, I hope, will be alw[a]ys grateful for it, - and if you will be so good as s[e]nd the boy off to me, as soon as you can convenient[l]y - I am Mad[a]m yours oblig[e]d A[nne] Lister’

s[e]nt off at 8 3/4 the ab[ov]e 3 let[ter]s to ‘Miss W-[Walker] Hewarth Grange, York’ and ‘to Mrs Norcliffe Langton Hall Malton’ and to ‘Mrs Scott White wall corner, Malton’ - read[in]g a lit[tle] Fr[en]ch vocab[ular]y and a lit[tle] of vol[ume] 2 Dict[io]nary des difficultés Françaises on the subjunctif mood, etc - w[i]th my a[un]t at 9 40/60 for 1/2 h[ou]r - bet[ter] tonight - then talk[in]g to Marian till n[ea]r 11 - fine day - warm, b[u]t dull, so that n[o]t bad for my new[l]y plant[e]d ev[er]greens - F62° now at 10 55/60 p.m. in my study - Read[in]g the Morn[in]g Herald till 12 tonight -

[phandomsecretvalentines]

(darling don't be afraid) i will love you

Happy late-vday-early-bday @ryn-exe (can’t tag?)!!! Hope u enjoy, soz if it’s not good but i’m not so amazing(phil)

This is 2.1k words. There’s a bit of dream-violence (not in detail) and a lot of anxiety and fear so if u don’t like that stuff!! Tell me!!!! And i’ll write something else for you, i don’t mind. (You didn’t say anything i wasn’t supposed to write but idk). I’d describe this as hurt/comfort i think lmaooo

Basic summery i wrote fo myself: Dan and Phil, and how they deal with each other’s 3am fears (2009 vs 2018, now)

From a pitch-hitter 💓💓

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[Saturday; 10.26.09; 03:37]

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Dan<33 (03:37): phil? :[

Phil (03:45): Yrha

Phil (03:47): Sorry!! Yeah**

Phil (03:47): Why are you up so early/late?? I barely woke up

Dan<33 (03:49): sorry i woke you :/

Dan<33 (03:50): my parents went away for a bit and i’m home alone and i cant turn off the lights cuz im too scared

Dan<33 (03:51): and i can’t sleep so bad even hugging pillow cant help mee :[[

Dan<33 (03:52): so im sitting in the hallway with every light im the house on alone in just my pants

Dan<33 (03:52): and i was a idiot and missed you so i woke you up at so late and now ur gonna hate me crap

Dan<33 (03:52): sorry

Phil (03:53): I’ll never ever hate you dan!!! <<33333333333333

Phil (03:53): I’m sorry ur so scared :[[ I wish I was there to be strong and protect u again

Dan<33 (03:54): i wish you were here too

Phil (03:54): :[ <3

Dan<33 (03:58): CDAP PHIL I THINK I HESRF A GHOST

Dan<33 (03:58): IR MONSTER

Dan<33 (03:58): FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK

Phil (03:59): Dan oh my gosh are you okay??

Dan<33 (04:00): yeah i think but

Dan<33 (04:00): i heard something phil

Dan<33 (04:01): im scared

Dan<33 (04:02): i can’t believe im 18 and i’m actually sobbing out of fear alone and naked in a hallway over a fucking noise

Dan<33 (04:02): to my boyfriend

Dan<33 (04:02): on skype

Dan<33 (04:03): fuck

Phil (04:03): Dan :[[ i’m so sorry

Dan<33 (04:04): it’s not your fault

Phil (04:04): Want me to call you??? (If u want)

Dan<33 (04:05): can we skype instead?

Dan<33 (04:05): i want to see your face plz <3

Dan<33 (04:05): if thats okay

Phil (04:06): That’s fine! One sec plz :]

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[Phil would like to add Dan<33 to a call (02:33)]

[Accept] [Decline]

[Accepted]

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When Dan answered the call, his face was red and puffed and wet. Even through the crap-pixel screen quality, Phil could see that.

“Hey,” Dan’s voice broke.

“Hi,”

Dan was shaking slightly.

His face suddenly flushed, “Oh shit, I forgot – I’m, uh, in only pants. In front of you. Crap.”

“It’s fine, I’ve seen you shirtless before.” Phil smiled what he hoped was reassuringly, “Are you okay?”

“Yeah — I mean, I am now. I guess.”

“Are you cold?”

“Kinda.” Dan admitted.

“Want to go to bed?”

“My room is too dark –”

“Well, I’ll be there, wont I? And I’ll protect you from everything bad in the dark.”

“You’re not really here.”

“Only ever a few hours away. And if worst comes to worst, I have the police line and the monster-killer line. So you’ll be super safe.”

Dan muffled a giggle, “Yeah, okay.”

He shuffled up off the floor, and made his way into his bedroom, clutching the laptop tightly.

“I dunno if I’m getting any sleep tonight, honestly.”

“You will! You can cuddle your pillow and I’ll tell you stories until the demons go away and you can sleep.”

“I’m not five, Phil.” There was no malice in his reply.

“You don’t need to be five for any of that to be true.” Phil said, serious tone.

“Okay,”

Minutes later, Dan was snuggled under his covers; hugging a pillow tightly as he listened to Phil go on about some guy at the market.

“Then, he pulled a hot dog out of his left pocket. Who keeps a single —”

“Phil?” Dan interrupted, his voice was dripping with sleep.

“Mm?”

“Do you think I’m stupid?”

“No.” Phil answered simply.

“I mean – for being so scared of such dumb stuff. Seven-year-olds are braver than me.”

“It’s okay to have fears, Dan. I bet you’re not the only adult with those fears either,”

“I’m scared of the dark. And ghosts and monsters and moths and demons and –”

“– and that’s fine. I don’t mind.”

“And it’s not annoying to deal with? I’m not?”

“You will never be annoying to ‘deal with’; I promise.”

Phil meant it.

——

[Monday; 12.07.09; 02:59]

——

Phil :]]]<333333 (02:59): Dan?

Dan (03:00): yeah??? <3

Phil :]]]<333333 (03:03): I’m scared

Dan (03:04): of what :[[

Phil :]]]<333333 (03:04): I dunno it’s just creaky downstairs and I’m alone for the night I guess

Phil :]]]<333333 (03:04): Nvm

Dan (03:05): no tell me i want to help u

Dan (03:05): plz

Phil :]]]<333333 (03:07): Well it’s just that

Phil :]]]<333333 (03:08): It’s really dark and windy

Phil :]]]<333333 (03:08): And there was a tree snapping against my window I thought our house might’ve blown down

Phil :]]]<333333 (03:09): And I thought i heard thunder which usually isn'tn too bad but right now its scaring me a bit

Phil :]]]<333333 (03:10): I don’t wanna be alone rn is all

Phil :]]]<333333 (03:10): But i am brave! So it’ll be okay i think

Phil :]]]<333333 (03:10): Don’t worry about me <33

Dan (03:11): i want to worry :[

Dan (03:11): you don’t always have to be brave <333 ily and i would give you the biggest hug if i were there

Dan (03:12): and tell the trees and thnder to fuck off and let you sleep

Dan (03:12): and then we would sleep all cuddled up togerher like we do sometimes and it would be warm and nice

Dan (03:14): i wish i were there with you

Phil :]]]<333333 (03:15): You will be someday so it’s okay now too :]

Phil :]]]<333333 (03:15): But plz tell the trees and thunder to fuck off it’s very loud :’[[[

Dan (03:16): if u call me i will????

Phil :]]]<333333 (03:17): Lol okay :p

——

[Incoming call from Dan]

[Accepted]

——

“Hi!” Dan really should be quieter; last time he called Phil at three in the morning his dad had yelled at him.

“Hi,” Phil’s sleep-laced voice answered.

A booming crack of thunder, and a whimper.

“Don’t worry – it… won’t hurt you.” Despite everything, Dan was sometimes still quite new to the role of 'comfort’ in their relationship.

“I know, just loud.”

Dan wished he was like Phil. He wished he could just pull out an intresting story, a funny idea.

“Sorry.”

He wasn’t like Phil, though.

“Want to play a game?”

“What game could we possibly play through a phone call?” Dan could practically hear Phil rolling his eyes.

Dan wracked his brain for quick ideas.

“Eye-Spy?”

“We’re… not in the same room Dan.”

“Yeah, true.”

Dan’s room suddenly felt rather empty and uninteresting.

Dan felt empty and uninteresting.

“What do you want me to do?” He finally muttered.

He held his breath.

“I just like hearing your voice, it calms me down. I like when you rant about things you love.”

Let it out.

“Oh. Well – want to hear my never-ending thoughts on WALL-E then?”

“Definitely.”

——

[Sunday; 02.04.18; 04:12]

——

“Phil?”

“Mhm?” He rolled over and rubbed the sleep from his eyes, “What’re you doing up?”

“There was a moth.”

“A moth?”

“Yes!” Dan looked around the room nervously, rolling on his heels, “It’s in the lounge somewhere and I can’t sleep knowing it’s out there — lurking.”

Phil groaned.

“Fucking kill it! Or set it free, I dunno. I just need it gone.”

“You are truly the perfect mix of 'needy child’ and 'angry businessman’, Danny.”

“Fuck off.”

“Mm, lemme get a cup then.”

Phil shoved on his glasses and stumbled out of bed into the kitchen, Dan following closely behind.

“Where was it again?” He asked, grabbing a wine glass from the cupboard.

They hadn’t really drank much alcohol these past few years– since Dan had gone on antidepressents— but they still always kept the glasses, to drink Ribena and seem fancy.

“No! You’ll need a bigger cup, it’s huge.” He whined.

“Okay,” he grabbed another glass, “where is it?”

“In the lounge last I saw.”

“I’ll go look, you get a piece of paper.”

Genuine terror painted over Dan’s face, “I don’t want to be alone.”

“Christ’s sake Dan, it’s a moth, not an armed burglar. I think you’ll live.”

“You don’t know that.”

“I do. Now, just go a minute.”

He then ventured into the lounge, still half-drowned by sleep, when he heard a shriek.

“Dan?”

“Phil! Fucking help!”

Anyone else might’ve thought Dan was being held at gunpoint from the panicked way he was yelling.

“Coming!”

He went into the hall; Dan was standing there, paralysed with fear, as a giant moth flew circles around him. He had tears threatening to fall.

“Oh dear,”

Phil went over to the closet and grabbed a broom, spent a few go’s waving it around– and almost hitting Dan in the process— before smacking it head on.

“Aw, now I feel bad for killing it,” He whispered.

Dan was on the floor now, shaking, tears stained down his cheeks. He was in only pants.

And Phil was there.

“Well, the moth’s gone now isn’t it?” He crouched down next to Dan, putting his hands gently on his shoulders.

“Mmm,” Dan had his head tucked in his knees.

“Are you okay?”

Silence.

“That’s fine. Want me to make you some tea?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay.”

A few minutes later, in the kitchen, with dried cheeks; “I can’t believe how much of a wimp I am.”

The kettle rang, and Phil took it off the stove carefully.

“No —”

“I know, I know, my therapist told me. 'It’s never weak to have fears’. But I cried over a fucking moth. In our hallway. It’s late and –”

“– and that’s okay.”

“It’s not okay Phil!”

“It’s fine in the moment, that’s what I mean.”

He grabbed a NASA mug, and poured the boiling water in a teapot.

“I must be exhausting.”

Phil dropped in a teabag.

He still remembered. It was a promise made at 4am; a promise over Skype to a more-than-slightly-terrified eighteen year old.

A promise made to a bunch of pixel’s with a name and a face and fear.

A promise his Dan probably didn’t even remember, honestly.

“No, I promised that much.”

“Mhm,”

He poured the tea.

“So, two sugars or three?”

“Two.”

——

[Friday; 02.16.18; 05:12]

——

Dan was on the sofa; snuggled up in blankets and watching the winter Olympics through his small Iphone screen. His eyes were heavy, he yawned.

Their bedroom door squeaked opened.

“Hey,” Phil spoke quietly.

“Up so late?”

“You’re up too.”

“Well — I’m watching the Olympics. You know it’s on late in the UK.”

“Alright.” Phil shuffled into the kitchen, grabbing a glass and leaving the cupboard door wide open.

“Why are you awake?”

“Just another nightmare, s'fine.”

“Then why did you come out here?”

His voice might’ve been read as upset – he was just tired. Half the time Dan honestly didn’t mean to come off so rude.

“Dunno,”

“What was it about?”

“Uh — I think my family was trapped, you included, and I was the only person who could save them. But I had to do something… I think, I had to open a lock to somewhere? But I was too nervous. I saw everyone die; I knew it was my fault. I saw – you know, blood. Not too much. But it’s fine.”

As he spoke, he went over to the sink and got a glass of water, adding iced-cubes; his tone was unnaturally cool and casual.

“But I heard your skull shatter –”

“What the fuck —”

“Sorry! You asked though.”

“No – I mean, that’s horrible. Jesus christ, are you okay?”

Phil shrugged, “It happens, it’s okay though. Just a dream.”

It was only at that moment Dan noticed Phil’s eyes were a little too redded, his words a little bit shaky.

Phil started back to their room.

“Are you going back to sleep?”

“Probably.” His reply was tired.

“Oh – uh, well, why don’t you stay with me and watch the Olympics? I know you’ve never really cared, not your thing, but still I think that —”

“Sure! I’ll stay, yeah.” Phil quickly answered.

“Okay.”

Phil put his glass of water back down on the counter, and walked over to the sofa. Dan opened up his blanket fort and invited Phil in.

“These are the men’s single runs.”

“Mhm,” Phil nuzzled his head into Dan’s neck, which usually would’ve bothered him, but he didn’t mind so much.

A few minutes pass, “So what’s that guy supposed to be doing? I need your commentary; you know.”

I just like hearing your voice, it calms me down.

“Well, that’s the Japanese lead skater, which means —”

[surrealredmoon]

Gaming AU - Sleepless Night

Soooo.... hey guys! Now that life is starting to chill a little I’ve found myself wanting to write again (yay \o/). Here’s a little something for the Gaming AU that was inspired by some very sleepless nights I’ve had recently. It’s set in the time before everyone met in person and before Weiss and Yang really began to hit things off. Anyway... ENJOY!

Weiss lay on top of her bed, staring at the patterns of moonlight filtering in through the open curtains onto the ceiling. Briefly, she glanced away to look at the clock on her bedside table, 2:45am. She’d been laying there for a good three hours now, her mind once again unable to switch off and let her get the rest she so desperately needed right now.

Sighing to herself, Weiss sat up. Well if her mind wasn’t going to let her rest, she may as well do something semi-productive… well semi-productive to her at least. She was sure her father would be shocked and appalled if he ever realised that his youngest daughter was exactly that type of person that made his business so successful.

Monitors blazed to life as she hit the power button on the PC, bathing the room in blue before the home screen loaded up. It didn’t take long before the all too familiar log in window popped up and the theme music began to play through her headphones. Quickly, Weiss entered her details and began loading in on Myrtenaster.

Once she’d loaded in though, she sat back and stared at the screen. She hadn’t actually considered what she wanted to do to try and pass the time. She opened up the Looking for Group list, scanning through each of the different game modes to see if there were and active groups, even though that wasn’t very likely given the time. She’d finally found a couple of groups looking for one of the high-end adventures and was about to join one when a whisper message popped up in the chat box.

(whisper from) Ember Celia: so… cant sleep again?

Weiss raised her eyebrow. What was Ember doing up at this time? And more importantly, how did she know that this wasn’t the first time she’d logged on when the insomnia made it clear she wasn’t going to get any sleep that night?

(whisper from) Ember Celia: ello?

(whisper from) Ember Celia: I knw u didnt fall asleep at ur desk cuz u jst logged on

Weiss rolled her eyes, even as a small smile tugged at the corner of her lips, and typed a quick reply.

(whisper from) Myrtenaster: You know, it’s getting harder and harder to believe that you’re not stalking me when you say things like that.

She could almost hear the chuckle and teasing tone in Ember’s response.

(whisper from) Ember Celia: well I dnt normally show as online this late

(whisper from) Ember Celia: stops the weirdos messaging me :P

Weiss’ small smile turned into a frown, concern growing in her that perhaps she might not be the only member of their guild who suffered from insomnia.

(whisper from) Myrtenaster: Are you often online this late? Or is this a one-off for you?

It took at little while for the response to come through, so Weiss began to reorganise her inventory while she waited.

(whisper from) Ember Celia: I guess probs more often thn I shld

(whisper from) Ember Celia: bt nt as often as u I bet

(whisper from) Ember Celia: btw Im runnin round doin sum gatherin n events if u wanna join

A party invite popped up on Weiss’ screen a moment later and she accepted. At least this would give her something to do, and it would be nice to just casually chat with someone. Even if that someone had a tendency to infuriate her most of the time. She opened up her map, found the marker indicating the location of her party member and began making her way over.

Ember Celia: so whts got u up so late?

She took a moment to decide whether or not she wanted to open up to her guild mate about what had been causing her so much trouble recently as she cleared out some Grimm that had crossed her path. Eventually, she decided to hold off revealing too much; after all, even though she’d been playing with her current guild mates for almost a year now she’d never dared to reveal anything about herself aside from the fact that she was from Atlas.

Myrtenaster: Oh just stressed about school work and such. All those normal young adult things.

Myrtenaster: What about you?

Myrtenaster: Actually, don’t tell me, I’ll guess. You probably have a report due tomorrow, but instead of focussing on an important assignment you thought it would be far more productive to play instead.

‘Dammit Weiss! This is why they call you the Ice Queen…’ Weiss sighed. ‘Ember hasn’t done anything except offer you some company and express some concern. But noooo… you couldn’t let your stupid walls down for one minute.’

She had just typed her response of “I’m so sorry Ember, that was out of line.” at the same time a response came through.

Ember Celia: Myrtenaster, when was the last time you actually slept? For like a whole night.

Before the irrational part of her brain could take Ember’s comment as an insult the rational side noticed the change in their writing style. The fact that Ember had put the effort in to use correct grammer, something they rarely did… much to Weiss’ distain, seemed to imply genuine care on the other gamer’s part. Weiss found herself in an internal struggle over how to reply; be honest and open up, or revert to her usual behaviour and strengthen her walls. The battle was still waring as the next messages popped up.

Ember Celia: I know it’s not really any of my business but I doubt this is all because of ‘normal young adult things’ and I get the feeling that if it’s as bad as I think it is you probably don’t have anyone to talk to about it.

Ember Celia: So I want you to know, I’m here if you need someone to talk to… because I look out for my friends.

Ember Celia: Even if they are an Ice Queen who can’t take a joke sometimes.

Weiss just stared in shock at the screen as Ember’s character ran off to fight a pack of Grimm that spawned nearby. She still wasn’t sure exactly what to make of the situation she was in; and yet she found herself typing.

Myrtenaster: Thank you Ember. That actually means a lot to me.

Myrtenaster: But I don’t think I’m quite ready to talk about it… yet.

She held her breath, anxiously waiting for a reply.

Ember Celia: No problem. How about we just play instead for now?

Ember Celia: I was thinking about doing some of the low-level dungeons to get some new clothing items.

Ember Celia: takes a lot fo wrk to keep this pretty ass lookin so fiiiiiiine!!!

Weiss snorted at the abrupt return of the crass and unabashed Ember she was used to. Yet she couldn’t deny the small smile once again tugging at her mouth.

Myrtenaster: Of course that’s where all your in-game effort goes. Ohm forbid you should show up to a raid wearing the same outfit as the previous one.

Ember Celia: AH! theres my ice queen!

Weiss’ smile grew.

She didn’t even realise how long they had been playing together until the first few rays of sunlight creeped across the room. Checking the time, Weiss noted she still had a little over an hour before her alarm would go off.

Myrtenaster: Well I should really try to get some sleep before school.

Ember Celia: That would be a good idea…

Ember Celia: And I should probably get started on that report I was avoiding!

Myrtenaster: EMBER!

Ember Celia: Whoa! I’m kidding!

Myrtenaster: You better be.

Ember Celia: Or what? You gunna freeze me Ice Queen?

Weiss narrowed her eyes at the screen, as if she could make the other feel her glare through it.

Ember Celia: I bet you have cold toes

Ember Celia: And I bet you’re the type to try and put those cold toes somewhere warm when you snuggle with someone…

Weiss glared harder, not responding.

Ember Celia: Alright, I might be a bit over tired…

Ember Celia: So I’ll leave that line of teasing for another night…

Ember Celia: I hope you get some rest.

Ember Celia: And don’t forget what I said before. Online or offline, I’m here if you need me.

Her expression relaxed enough for her to type out a reply.

Myrtenaster: Thank you Ember. Aside from that last comment… tonight was surprisingly… fun.

Ember Celia: Yeah, it was.

Myrtenaster: Have a good day Ember.

Ember Celia: Yeah you too. I’ll see you for raid tonight!

The smile was back on her lips as Weiss signed out and shut everything down, climbing into bed and preparing herself to try and fall asleep again.

As she began going through her mental exercises to try and shut off her brain she kept finding herself distracted by thoughts of what had happened and what Ember had said. She had the distinct impression that she would fine Ember online again at the same time tonight. That thought made her feel surprisingly content, even if she would have to deal with Ember’s teasing.

As she felt her eyes close, she curled up to fall asleep, noticing that her feet had come up as if to tuck between someone’s shins. Weiss’ last thought before sleep finally took her was just how annoyed she was going to be at Ember for being right about her cold toes… 

[secret-rendezvous1d]

Alfie and P "angry" with Harry for going on tour an leaving them for awhile so when he comes home they two don't talk with him so he have to apologize to them

And he apologises in style… because when his loved ones are mad at him, he knows just how to apologise.

He buys them their favourite cupcakes and muffins from their favourite bakery and he makes sure to buy plenty of chocolate ice-cream to sneak into bed when he tucks them up. He orders their favourite pizza from the takeaway pizza house down the road, despite his pregnant missus’ whines of having heartburn after eating it, and he showers them with plenty of kisses and cuddles… even when they try to push him away. Stomping their little feet to the ground and using all their strength and might to keep him away.

“Daddy’s missed yeh though. Doesn’t he get lots of hugs and kisses to make up fo’ that?”

“Been gone ages, daddy,” Persephone whispers before giving up and collapsing into his arms, hiding her face into his neck as he skilfully picks Alfie up and settles him on his free hip, “missed yeh lots n’lots n’lots.”

“I’m sorry, Poppet,” he presses a kiss to her head before darting his eyes towards the missus standing in the hallway with two pizza boxes in her hands, steaming and warm and filling the room with a delicious smell, “but, daddy’s home now with pizza and ice-cream and some of your favourite cupcakes and muffins from your favourite shop. And we’re going to have loads of cuddles tonight to make up for me being away and we’re not going to worry about me leaving because daddy’s home for ages and ages and ages,” he hums softly as he feels wet kisses being pressed against his cheek from his son, giggling when he pulled away because Harry’s slight stubble prickled his lips, “I missed you loads and loads, too. There wasn’t a day that when by when I thought about you both. Am I forgiven? I think Alfie’s forgiven me, Poppet.”

She giggles and nods.

“Forgiven, daddy.” xx

[nobodiesheartlessshitblog45]

Luka and Mary were sitting at the bar talking wait cor Robert fo show up.

Mary: How are things going, Sailor?

Luka: It's been a rough month since Amanda went away to college... It's just too quiet. (takes a sip from his beer) I know she'll be fine, but I miss her a lot, and I-I'm worried. She's my little baby girl.

Mary: Oh, sweetie. Come here. (pulls him into a hug) She's going to be okay. She's tough girl. Like me. She handle whatever life throws at her.

Luka: (smiles, and hugs) Thank you, Mary. And sorry if I'm whinny tonight.

Mary: Pfff please, have you met my husband, Oh, I mean ex- husband.

Luka: So... it's over between you guys?

Mary: Yep, and of course his mother is blaming me for the broke up. But who cares I don't have to do with her~. Luka: (turns to Nail) Neil, my good fellow, two shots for me and my beautiful friend over.

As the two took the shots Robert came walking into the bar.

Mary: Robert, over here. (waves)

Robert grins and walks over.

Robert: Hey, (kisses Luka on the lips and kisses Mary on the check) Luka, babe. We need to talk.

Luka: Hm? What?

Robert: Kodama and Betsy... (pulls out his phone shows a video of the two dogs napping on his couch) These two are fuckin' adorable. I'm going to lose my mind. And Ponyo is an old soul. (shows him a another video of Ponyo meowing and purring) These guys are going to kill me if before Damion does.

Mary: ... God fucking dammit what did you do now?!

Robert: What? Nothing nothing... (try to play it cool)

Mary: Robert. (crosses her)

Luka: Sweetie, did you break this time?

Robert: ... ... ... ... I knocked over one of his gargoyle statues and. ... And stepped on his flowers. I'm positive the feet broke another statue of a armless naked chick.

MaryxLuka: ... Seriously.

Robert: It was dark, okay? Or could have a ghost. You never know.

Both Mary and Luka gave him a look.

Robert: (roll eyes) I said I was sorry and told him

I'll for the damage. Happy?

As the Night went on, Robert sat at the end of the bar watching the football game tat was on.

Mary was chatting with Neil, while Luka was writing down and doing a few sketches.

Mary: C'mon, Luka, take the night off Watch me freak out few young scrappy men.

Luka: Huh? (Looks up)

Mary rolls eyes takes the sketch shuts it, and shoves a beer into his hand.

Mary: No working. It's your night off. Live a little.

Luka: ... Yeah, you're right. Sometimes.

Mary: Pff. I'm always right.

Luka: (chuckles and looks around) Oh. Check out those guy. (points at one of the Booth a wearing a black suit, Red tide Blue button-down shirt)

Mary: Ooooooh, Mary likes~. Good job, my Faith a wing man. (turns to him) How do I look?

Luka: Stunning as always. Go get'em.

Watches as Mary walks away. Just as Robert stands up.

Robert: Gonna powder my nose. Order my a coca-Cola.

Luka: Will do. (starts drying to sketchbook again)

Robert: One time I drowned a guy in public toilet?

Luka: (turns him) What?!

Robert: Yeah, fucker tried to rob me at good point, stabbed in the throat, and drowned his sorry ass in the one of the bathroom stalls.

Luka: ... ...

Robert: (start laughing and kisses Luka) You are too damn adorable. (walks away)

Luka: ... (Rolls eyes, chuckles)

After few months walks away someone came up next to Luka.

Man: Hey there, good lookin'.

Luka turns to his left and sees the well dress Guy that Mary to flirt with standing next to him.

Man: Hey, you're famous, right?

Luka: Excuse me?

Man: Yeah, you were in the newspaper, you're a local artists in the Maple Bay Area?

My name is Travis.

Luka: Oh, yes. Luka Jarvis. Please to meet you. And no I'm not famous at all. (smiles shyly)

Travis: C'mon, you were in the newspaper. I kinda makes you famous. (smiles)

Luka: I don't think so. Anyway, Nice to meet, Travis. (goes walker)

Travis: Well wait, do you do commissions?

Luka: Well, yeah. But commissions are close for the rest of the month. Sorry.

Travis: Aww, Shame. I was hoping you would draw me... (grins) Naked.

Luka: (blinks) Yeah, no sorry. Have a good evening. (walks away)

Travis: C'mon, it was only a joke, Lucas.

Luka: It's Luka. Good night.

Travis: (grabs Luka's waste and pulls him closer) Hey, don't leave, sweetheart. Well, unless you wanna go somewhere... private.

Luka: Let... Let me go.

Neil: (looks over) Hey, jackass, stop harassing my customers.

Mary: ...? (looks over)

Travis: (looks him) Piss off.

Robert walks out of the bathroom and looks over.

Luka: S-Stop. Let go, you fucking creep! (Feels Travis letting go of him)

Luka looks over and sees Robert bending Travis to the bar. Pinning his head the wooden surface he's right here bent in a uncomfortable.

Robert: Motherfucker! (glares deadly at him)

Travis: Owowowo. You're hurting my arm, asshole!

Robert: Give me a reason why I shouldn't fucking break it...

Neil: Robert, take the trash out.

Robert: With. Pleasure. (drags Travis to the back at the bar, throws them in the alleyway)

Travis: Gaaahh... (glares up at him) Who the hell do you---

Robert: (Hold him down and punches him twice in the nose) ... Never. And I mean, fucking never Touch. Luka. Again. (punches again) Get out here. Shitheads like you aren't welcome here.

Robert glares deadly at Travis again before walking back into Jim and Kim's.

Mary: Are you sure you're okay?

Luka: Yeah. Guy was a real creep.

Mary: No kidding. He was eyeing you before while I was talking to him. So I just moved on.

Robert walks back into the walks too Luka.

Robert: You okay, Luka?

Luka: Yeah, I'm fine.

Robert: You sure? We can call it a night and go home.

Luka: Nah. I'm good.

Three sat at bar watching the rest of basketball ball game before calling it a night.

The 2 older men walked Mary back to home apartment.

Mary: Welp, boys, mama's hittin the hay. Netflix and warm bed await.

Robert: Good night, honey.

Luka: Always a blast, gorgeous.

Mary: I am the life of the party. Night, guys. (she walk up to her complaxe before waving)

Robert: (puts an arm around Luka and the two start walking home)

The two men said nothing at first.

Luka: Thanks for saving me for saving me for that creep.

Robert: ... His corpse is in the back of my pick up truck. We I have a couple shovels bury him somewhere before he starts to stink.

Luka: W-WHA---?!

Robert: Hahaha. (kisses his cheek) You're welcome~.

Luka: You... have a very and unsettling sense of humor, Small.

Robert: Yep~.

[dontbethatshank]

Get Along (and Don’t Tell)

Imagine: (Gally) You and Gally both have a thing for one another. What starts off asa bitter fued filled with sarcasm, hurtful jokes, and anything to irk the other turns into a secret relationship. You can’t tell anyone in fear of Alby finding out and killing you and you also don’t want Newt finding out - who just so happens to be your twin brother. Because that could also end in death. A very bloody one.

Warning: yea there’s smut in here too w h o o p s

“What the shuck is your problem you bloody slinthead?!” you hissed out at Gally. “Maybe, my problem is the fact that even a piece of klunk could build a better structure than this,” he hissed right back. You bit your tongue, hitting the hamemr against your hand, glaring at the tall, freckeled boy in front of you. “i fucking hate you,” you growled out. Just as he was about to respond Newt stepepd in, pushing against yours and Gally’s chests, seperating the two fo you. “What the bloody hell is going on in here? Y/N? Gally? Care to explain?” Newt demanded, his glare sharp. “You’re shank of a sister doesn’t know how to fuckin use a shucking hammer! That’s what’s wrong,” Gally hissed out. “Oh yea?!” You hissed back. “Well you’re so called pathetic klunk of a ‘Keeper’ here doesn’t know the difference in the frame and the insulation of a shucking buillding! That - and he doesn’t know what the bloody hell this thing called respect is,” you countered. With all the yelling, the other builders had stopped and other Gladers listened on. Both you and Gally glared with such intensity at one another, that if looks could kill, you both could have blown up the entire maze if you really wanted to int hat moment. Newt groaned, his head falling backwards. “Alright, that’s it,” you all heard a deep, pissed off voice say from behind you. Looking back, you all saw Alby. His eyes were hard, his eyebrows narrowed, his arms crossed, and his lips ground down into a thin line. “Both of you. In the pit. You’re both going to be locked up until tomorrow night after everyone else goes to bed. Maybe,” Alby paused, glaring between the two of you,”you two slintheads can learn to talk without all this shucking yelling!” Newt shook his head sighing. ‘You’ve done it now,’ was the look he gave you. With a groan, you and Gally followed both Newt and Alby to lock up. “You’ll get dinner tonight and lunch tomorrow. If I hear any more yelling or fighting, I’ll make sure you both stay in here for two nights instead of one,” Alby warned. The sun was already close to setting, most of the gladers were packing up and cleaning up all their supplies int heir various spaces. You and Gally stood on opposite sides of the small cell, both glaring at the wall silently. Usually, someone was ‘posted’ outside of the cell, but Newt had warned that if either of you tried to get out that he would make sure you both stayed in there for another week with minimal food and water. He ‘encouraged’ you guys to talk it out privately, try to come to terms. You just sighed and nodded, giving your brother a bit of hope while Gally snorted in response, staring at his wall on his side of the small cell. Once all the other Gladers had finished eating, Chuck came to give you both your shares of the food. you smiled and thanks him warmly, causing Chuck to blush and smile. Gally harshly grabbed the plate from him, causing Chuck to frown and coil back, rushing off to get ready for bed. You glared at Gally as you both ate. Once you finished, you couldn’t hold it back. “Why do you act like such a prick to everyone?! Why do you treat Chuck,t he nicest one here, like a piece of klunk? Why can’t you get off of your high horses for 5 minutes to be a decent human being,” you growled out in a low voice. “Why don’t you stop acting like a spoiled little princess and stop acting like you deserve anythign and everything just because your brother is second-in-command?” Gally countered. “You didn’t have to try out for any of the jobs, you just asked and got the job of builder without a moment’s hesitation, how is that any better, huh?! Princess,” Gally growled out, glaring at you. You looked away, gritting your teeth. “Because,” you stated,”builders were the only ones who weren’t trying to hit on me or grope me every chance they got. I thought, that with you running such a tight ship, Captain Gally,” you hissed out mockingly, ”that I would be safe. That I would be able to actually help out this shucking Glade and not be a little sex toy for all the idiots in here.” Silence. You both were breathing hard and both glaring at nothing. “I didn’t know that,” Gally said, trying to sound calm but still ‘in control’. “Well,” you snapped, “now you do.” Silence again. It was deathly quiet, but soon you felt Gally standing in front of you and you looked up from your spot on the makeshift dirt bench in the corner. You looked at him, eyebrow cocked. “I’m only ever such a ‘prick’ because otherwise no one takes me seriously. Not Alby, not Newt, not even you,” Gally explained, a frustrated sigh coming out. You scooted over, nodding your head towards the small space next to you. Gally sighed and sat next to you. You both were crammed onto the tiny make shift bench. With a small sigh, you knew you had to apologize. You knew no one took him seriously and you knew you only made it worse. “Look,” you said slowly, “I’m sorry. I just don’t want to be talked down to like a piece of klunk, yea? But... I’m sorry, for making you look bad. You’re a Keeper, you deserve to be taken seriously.” It was quiet after that for a couple minutes, but then you felt Gally’s hand on your thigh, and you looked back up at him curiously. “Wanna make it up to me?” Gally asked, a small smirk growing on his face. It was dark and no one remembered to leave a torch next to the cell, so it was getting intensely dark, but you could still see the outline of his face. “And how would I do that?” you asked quizically. Gally grabbed onto your thigh, pulling you ontop of his lap and adjusting himself to sit on the bench properly, your legs on either side of his lap. You swallowed a thick lump in your throat as both his hands stayed on your thighs, gripping them and holding you closely. “Like this,” he countered. His lips softly kissed at your neck and collar bones. “Oh, so first you hate me and scream at me and then you want to screw me,” you muttered. Gally paused, moving his lips up towards your ear and whispering very lowly. “Oh, I’ve wanted to get my hands on you since the day you got here. But..” he said, moving his hands to the hem of your shirt, “one, you were Newt’s sister, the second-in-command’s little sister. Two, you and your shuckface decided to act like royalty and counter me.” You swallowed a thick lump in your throat again, trying to get it to go away. “But,” Gally laughed quietly, “if anything, these months of ‘hatred’ and rage also caused some pent up... tension,” he mumbled, hissing underneath your jaw, “so, what do you say about that payback?” Your eyes rolled up and you bit your lip, weighing your options for a fleeting second. But before long, your hands went up and gripped the sides of Gally’s neck, your head leaning down and your lips crashing into his. He groaned quietly against your mouth at the sudden contact, his hands tightening on your shirt before he pulled it completely off. Your hands slid down his shoulders and sides until you could return the favor, pulling off his shirt and discarding it behind you. Before long both of you were on the ground, Gally on top of you, your back pressed against the discarded clothing, and your nails dragging down his back lightly as he kissed down your chest, bitting and leaving small marks along the way. You sighed and then rolled your eyes with a groan. Your fingers found his hair and tugged his head back up towards you. He looked confused and shocked for a brief moment. “Either start screwing me, or let me get on top and do it for you,” you told him, tugging his head back and leaving teasing kisses along his jawline. “No shucking way,” he hissed out quietly. His hands held onto your hips, your finegrs twisted in his hair, and your mouths pressed together. He slowly began feeling around until you pushed your hips down, encuraging him to move along. Soon, as soon as he began pushing inside of you, you were flat down on your back, his hand over your mouth as you started to groan. It was uncomfortable, but after a few minutes, you pushed your hips up towards him and he took it as a go. With one hand still covering your mouth and the other gripping onto your hip to hold you up at just the right angle, it was bliss. You were moaning into Gally’s hand, your hands finding their way to his lower back and digging into the skin leaving red, angry lines. Gally was biting down on his lip, trying to not let out a sound, though it didn’t work out for him very well. And after awhile, and some difficulty on puting back on your clothes, you both fell asleep, curled against one another under the opening of the make shift jail door. The next morning you were woken up abruptly. “Well, well, well,” Newt drawled out, “looks like you two finally becomes two peas in a pod.” You woke up, seeing yourself curled up next to Gally. you both shot away from one another. gally worriedly looked at Newt then back at you. Quick on your feet you scoffed. “Not particularly. You stuffed us down here without any blankets of pillows. It was freezing last night in these tanks tops and shorts. And this bloody piece of klunk wouldn’t stop trying to keep warm with me,” you rolled your eyes, crossing your arms. Gally caught on quick as ever and gave back his retaliation. “That’s not how I remember it,” he growled out, “if I remember right you offered for me to share the space with you, you spoiled little princess.” With that, Newt gave a sigh and left, shaking his head. Gally smiled at you, mouthing a thank you and you gave a small smirk winking back at him. “Anytime,” you whsipered quietly,” Captian.” Gally let out a deep sigh, his eyes narrowed. “What a good little princess you are,” he whispered back. You both glared at one another then started laughing quietly to yourselves. “So...” you began, “I guess you could say we’re learning to get along now.” Gally rolled his eyes and shook his head, giving you a small smile. Looking out between the bars, he walked towards you, pinning you into your small corner, brushing his lips lightly over yours. “Just don’t tell anyone,” he whispered, before pressing his lips against yours. And most definetely you wouldn’t tell. Because who in their right mind would want to miss out on this kind of action?

[nanigma]

Asama+F!Kamui/Corrin - Japanese support

Another request down. I am sorry it took so long. Life got pretty stressful for me, but it should be a bit better now. Anyway, I did like this support. It has a lot fo feel to it, that the English version apparently decided to leave out. Not sure why they felt the need to remove so much. Oh well, I hope you enjoy this!

C-Support

Kamui: The air in the forest feels so nice and clear. ..Huh? Is that Asama over there? Asamaaaa! Good dayyy!

Asama: Ah, Lady Kamui. Are you taking a walk?

Kamui: I am. So what are you doing sitting under this huge tree?

Asama: I am not doing much of anything, am I not? But since you would have me say it, I am listening to the sound of the forest.    

Kamui: The sound of the forest?

Asama: Yes. Now Lady Kamui, could you be quiet for a moment?

Kamui: Ah, yes.

Asama: …......

Kamui: …... *to herself* Asama has gone completely silent. What is he on about? ..!!.. I just heard birds from somewhere. ...Their cries sure are lovely.

Asama: It seems like you were able to hear them as well, Lady Kamui. If you focus entirely on what you are hearing, you become aware of sounds you otherwise wouldn't. The forest is overflowing with such sounds.

Kamui: You are right. I can hear the sound of a small stream nearby, and how the trees are swaying in the wind. It's calming somehow..

Asama: … Does it please you?

Kamui: Yes. They are very beautiful sounds. Especially the birds singing earlier.

Asama: Indeed, those birds are incredibly wary of their surroundings. When they becomes aware of your presence they vanish immediately, leaving you unable to hear their cries. It's best to remain quiet.

Kamui: I see now. ...Sorry for interrupting you earlier.

Asama: No need. There are many ignorant people in this world. And considering how little you know of the outside world, it was only natural for you.

Kamui: Gah..! That hurts, Asama. In any case, it sounds like you know a lot about birds. To be able to identify them by their cries..

Asama: Since my childhood, I have spent much of my time in the woods and mountains for ascetic training. So I'd like to think I know more about these things than most people do. I have also visited every sacred mountain there is, and in the process become so familiar with mountains they seem like gardens to me.

Kamui: I see... You really are very knowledgeable, Asama.

Asama: Well, compared to you I am on a much higher level of knowledge to be sure.

Kamui: Ugh, that hurts again..!

Asama: However, I think it's nice to have so many things you can still learn.

Kamui: Eh?

Asama: ..Ah, it's already this late. Although I would like to spend more time relaxing here, Lady Hinoka has urgent need of me. Well then, Lady Kamui, you'll have to excuse me.

Kamui: Ah, yes. Those last words of his.. could they have been Asama's way of saying he approves of me? I really want to talk to him again.

B-support

Kamui: Good day to you, Asama. Are you listening to the birds again?

Asama: Ah, Lady Kamui. And? Are you out for another of your leisurely strolls?

Kamui: Ugh.. I am still sorry for earlier. By the way.. uh.. would it be alright if we listened to the birds together again?

Asama: Huh? Yes. So long as you are quiet, I don't mind. Please do as you like.

Kamui: Th-thank you! I just really wanted to hear the birds again.. and spending time like this really calms me down.

Asama: Indeed. I agree with you on that. The forest and mountains are ideal places for meditation.... !

Kamui: Why do you look so grim all of a sudden?

Asama: Please just stay quiet for now.

Kamui: Ah, yes. .. Something is getting closer!

Asama: Please wait right here. I won't take long... Over there!

(he leaves)

Kamui: Asama! He just grabbed his staff and went into the bushes... I hope he is alright.

Asama: Yes, it's already over.

Kamui: A- Asama!? The thing you are carrying.. i- is that a bear!?

Asama: It's certainly a bear. What else did you think it was? Well, coming across a bear in the woods is a perfectly ordinary occurrence. During my days of ascetic training, I used to have to fight like this against bears quite often.

Kamui: I- I see.. But you really are amazing, Asama. If I had seen that bear, I would have just run away like a coward. Thank you so much for saving me.

Asama: Oh please, it was nothing. And I didn't do this to save you, so your gratitude is sadly misplaced.

Kamui: Is that so?

Asama: Finding a bear like this is an incredible stroke of luck. With this, we can make some excellent bear stew for tonight's dinner.

Kamui: Uh, bear stew..!?

Asama: My, have you never had bear stew before, Lady Kamui? That's such a pity. I can assure you that it's quite delicious.

Kamui: If you say so..

Asama: Anyway, I will start preparing the bear now.

Kamui: Eh? You are going to do that here? P- please wait a second! Asama, stooop!

Asama: My, is the sight of me preparing the bear too much for you to take? And yet, you don't have this problem with the blood and corpses on the battlefield. What a strange person you are. Well, just close your eyes if you don't want to see it.

Kamui: No, that's not what I meant.. And don't just continue! At least wait until I am gone!

A-support

Kamui: Asama, good day. I knew I would find you under this tree again. Thank you again for saving me the other day.

Asama: Ah, Lady Kamui. Didn't I tell you not to think anything of it?

Kamui: But I really wanted to tell you how delicious the bear stew was. .. Although I ran away while you were preparing it..

Asama: Ah, the bear stew.. Still, I made that for everyone, so I don't require gratitude from you specifically.

Kamui: But I want to thank you after all. Without you, I would have never been able to taste something like that.

Asama: Huh, I see..

Kamui: Anyway, are you spending all your free time in the woods again?

Asama: Yes. If possible, I would spend my whole life like this. Leading a carefree existence is far better than getting caught up in meaningless battles.

Kamui: I see.. So that's how you feel, Asama. Not having to fight would be much better indeed . But.. to protect the people I love, I can't just run away from it. I couldn't stand having to mourn my friends and family...  

Asama: Hm, I see. Well, there is some truth in that. At the very least, seeing my comrades die would be sad..

Kamui: !

Asama: Why do you look so surprised?

Kamui: Uh.. I was just startled. I never expected to hear you say something like that. Normally you are...well..

Asama: Ah, so it's because of my sharp tongue. Lady Hinoka always lectures me about it. And since I don't usually care about other people, it's only natural for you to be surprised.

Kamui: Ah... ahaha, that's right. But from our conversations, I've come to see that you are a good person, Asama.

Asama: I am? You really are a strange person, Lady Kamui. Just by talking to me a little, you have somehow decided that I am a good person.. I don't understand.

Kamui: If you really didn't care, you wouldn't be fighting together with us. Because you value your comrades, you couldn't just stay away. There are many ways people can go about protecting others, and I think this one is yours.

Asama: Well, whether that's what you think or not, it doesn't really matter to me. I might be contributing to the outcome of the war, but that's only because I don't see much point in doing anything else when I have already come all this way. And I am also not doing it out of a desire to be known as a good person.

Kamui: Still, thank you so much!

Asama: Anyway, you are really disturbing my quiet time. If you are quite finished, please be silent.

Kamui: Ah, yes. Of course. If I keep quiet, will you allow me to stay here with you?

Asama: Yes.

S-support

Kamui: Asama..! I knew I would find you here.

Asama: Why so flustered, Lady Kamui?

Kamui: Um.. I heard that you have been acting quite strangely for the past few days, so I decided to seek you out and ask about it.

Asama: I don't recall doing anything unusual. The only thing that comes to mind is not getting enough sleep.

Kamui: Not enough? Do you have trouble sleeping?

Asama: No. The truth is.. I was busy making this.

Kamui: Is this.. a bear pelt?

Asama: Yes. Since you were so pleased with the bear stew, I decided to make you a haori* out of the bear's fur. However, I was so obsessed with it, I ended up neglecting to sleep.

Kamui: You did that for my sake.. I am so sorry.

Asama: No, no. I am already finished with it, so it's alright. Here, don't be shy. It's warm and also offers protection.

Kamui: Th- thank you so much.. I have never been given something like this before.

Asama: Is that so. I am glad to help you experience something new. …. As for me, this is also something I am unused to.

Kamui: What do you mean?

Asama: Until now, I have only rarely made something for someone else. Moreover, never before have I received someone's gratitude and desired to do even more for them. I usually don't care about others, so this is very strange for me. It seems that.. you have become quite special to me, Lady Kamui.

Kamui: S- special?

Asama: Yes. I have come to love you. Wanting to be by your side is something I decided for myself, not just what I happen to feel right now. Will you allow me to?

Kamui: .. Yes. I am very happy, so I must feel the same for you, Asama.

Asama: Ahaha. You really are a strange one. You shouldn't need others to explain your feelings to you, silly. … But just by looking at your face, even someone indifferent to the feelings of other's can tell. I can easily see how hopelessly in love you are... with me.

Kamui: Enough! Stop teasing me! B- but it's just like you said. I.. love you so much, Asama. Please take care of me.

Asama: Yes. I would have you do the same.

* haori: kimono overcoat

[hambamthankyouman]

Intern // Daveed Diggs x Reader

Author’s Note: hEy it’s my first post and lemme just lay down the law: my name is Kat and on this acc, my friend Haylea and I basically are gonna write fanfic on here cause we’re obsessed as h e c k. we don’t really have a defined schedule but we’ll try to post once a week. have a nice day and I hope you enjoy the fic.

Plot: Lin-Manuel is the reader’s cousin and he decides to give her an internship at the Hamilton set in honor of her graduating college. Things aren’t looking so great until Mr.Daveed Diggs bumps into her life.

Word Count: 876 (kinda short oopsies)

Warnings: lil bit of language ;)

Your first day. Nothing could go wrong. WRONG. VERY VERY WRONG. ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING COULD GO WRONG AND IT WILL. You sighed and put your backpack on your shoulders as you walked out of the cafe and to the theater. In order to calm your nerves, this morning’s anxiety-reliever was a large caramel latte with a double espresso. 

Stepping into the theater alone gave you a burst of nerves. It was only a job. It was only Lin. You walked into the back room where the counter-lady led you, giving her a soft smile as a thank you, afraid that if you were to speak you’d end up shouting the lyrics to The Schuyler Sisters. You stumbled through the halls backstage, finally finding Lin’s dressing room, knocking on the door softly.

“Lin?” you peeked through the door a bit, pushing it open slowly,”It’s Y/N...” 

No response. You sighed and began to walk away. God, why did I even bother... I’d only get in the way... you thought to yourself. Suddenly arms wrapped around you, causing you to almost drop your drink.

You screamed loudly as you kicked your legs, the arms spinning you around to face them. Suddenly you saw Lin, laughing loudly as he held you. Your eyebrows furrowed and your face got red hot, blush covering your cheeks.

“L-Lin! What the fuck!” you yelled, hiding your face in your hands. 

“Hey, hey, it’s just me!” he laughed louder, doubling over to catch his breath. 

“God, you’re such a dick...” you muttered, the crimson on your cheeks turning back to a normal color.

“Nice to see you too.” he chuckled, turning to walk back through the hall, “follow me, I have some friends I’d like you to meet.

Just the word ‘meet’ made you sick to your stomach. You had always been bad with first impressions, so why should today be any different? 

He led you off to the green room, the walls (surprisingly not green) covered in playbills and fan art. There was a large kitchen on one of the walls, equipped with a sink, stove, oven, microwave, and refrigerator. It was almost better than the kitchen at your house... The opposite wall had about twenty or so lockers s that cast members could set their things inside without fear of robbery. 

However, the most amazing thing in that room happened to be the cast. Every single member who had been on stage was in that room. Your hands got a little clammy when their attention focused on you and Lin. You leaned against him a bit to steady yourself. 

“Everyone, I’d like you to meet my cousin, Y/N! She’s gonna be our new intern!” he announced, the cast gave you a warm, welcoming smile, your nerves seeming to disappear.

It was now almost an hour before the first show and you were running around backstage, it seeming almost impossible to take a break. You were getting coffee for Jasmine, finding King George III’s staff for Johnathan, all while trying to maintain a conversation with Oak. 

“Well hey, I gotta go get dressed. See you in a bit?” He smiled at you, stopping walking.

“Yeah, I’ll see you before you go onstage.” you smiled, secretly thankful that he was gone so that you could finish what you were working on. 

But of course, walking proved to be too difficult for you when you walked straight into the wall, Jazzy’s coffee spilling all over your chest. 

“Fucking hell...” you wheezed out, picking p the cup from the floor and running to the green room to remake her coffee. Luckily, when you were waiting fo the coffee to brew, you spotted Jonathan’s staff and ran to his room, knocking quickly on the door.

“Johnathan! I found your staff!” you closed your eyes and pushed the door open, shoving the staff through the crack. 

“Thanks so much!” Johnathan smiled, taking the staff before you hurried off to the green room. You got Jazzy’s fresh cup of coffee and ran to her room, knocking softly on the door. 

She opened it and smiled sweetly, setting the cup down and continuing to lace her corset. “Thank you so much, you’re a lifesaver!” you just smiled and walked off to find out what to do with your ruined white blouse. 

Just then you bumped into a large figure, blush quickly covering your face.

“Oh-Oh my gosh I’m so sorry, I need to watch where I’m going...” you blurted out, looking up at the an. Suddenly your eyes met with Daveed’s, blush now spreading all over your neck.

“Hey, it’s alright.” he smiled,”I wasn’t looking eith- oh god, did I make you spill your coffee?”

"No, no, this was on my own stupidity.." you chuckled, looking down at your white blouse.

 "Well, I've got some extra shirts if you need one." he smiled, blush returning to your cheeks.

You two were in his room now and he’d handed you a purple and grey Oakland shirt. 

“Jeez, you’ve got a lot of these.. How many are there?” you asked, turning to the wall as you slipped off your shirt. You’d become pretty comfortable in your body, based on how many times Jazzy called you beautiful or adorable.

He turned to his mirror, finishing tying his hair up,”Hella.”

You just chuckled and slid the shirt on. “Nice.”

“Hey, um.. So the cast is all going out to dinner tonight, and I was wondering if you’d like to join us? Well, join me, rather.”

“I’d really like that...” you smiled, turning to him. 

Maybe this internship wouldn’t be so bad after all...

[hgfstreamchats]

Hazbin Hotel

thenightetc 10:05 PM Hello!

starlightseller 10:05 PM hello!

thenightetc 10:05 PM Video and audio seem to be working

highglossfinish 10:06 PM Wonderful!

highglossfinish 10:06 PM Here's hoping it holds out.

thenightetc 10:08 PM This took a turn

highglossfinish 10:08 PM It did, it really did.

thenightetc 10:08 PM ANYWAY

highglossfinish 10:08 PM I like this child.

starlightseller 10:09 PM Same

thenightetc 10:10 PM Uh oh Zephra85 joined the party.

highglossfinish 10:10 PM Zephra human!

Zephra85 10:10 PM Hi guys!!

Zephra85 10:11 PM I'm not sure how long I can stay but I saw the text 'hazbin hotel' and came running

highglossfinish 10:12 PM We'll start it up just as soon as this is finished!

Zephra85 10:12 PM eeeeeeee

thenightetc 10:13 PM Ewwwww

Zephra85 10:13 PM what the actual f***

Zephra85 10:15 PM this child is clearly a sociopath

thenightetc 10:15 PM I think this puppet is confused about what show he's in

highglossfinish 10:15 PM I like how you can tell this one is early because the later ones clearly dialed up the puppet's obnoxiousness.

Zephra85 10:15 PM NO

Zephra85 10:15 PM I DON'T LIKE WHERE THIS IS GOING AT ALL

Zephra85 10:15 PM okay that wasn't as bad as I thought

thenightetc 10:16 PM same

thenightetc 10:16 PM Uh oh, Knock Out, you're about to be roasted!

highglossfinish 10:16 PM I'll take my licks!

Zephra85 10:16 PM I don't think that child's been to medical school

Zephra85 10:18 PM EEEEEEEE

Zephra85 10:18 PM HERE WE GO

thenightetc 10:18 PM *settles in*

highglossfinish 10:18 PM Indeed!

Zephra85 10:19 PM is the video really laggy for anyone else?

thenightetc 10:19 PM A bit, yeah

highglossfinish 10:19 PM Any better?

Zephra85 10:19 PM okay that seems better

thenightetc 10:19 PM I think so, yeah

Zephra85 10:22 PM there are some seriously gorgeous character designs and colours in this

thenightetc 10:22 PM Right?

starlightseller 10:22 PM my favorites are the lil eggs

highglossfinish 10:22 PM The animation flows like water.

Zephra85 10:22 PM My fave is extremely predictable

highglossfinish 10:23 PM "Music band." Thebes joined the party. FeralDog joined the party.

Thebes 10:23 PM Hello!

Zephra85 10:24 PM yo

highglossfinish 10:24 PM Hello!

thenightetc 10:24 PM Hey!

Zephra85 10:24 PM bLAH it's super laggy again ><

thenightetc 10:25 PM It isn't being laggy for me--I don't think it's the source

Zephra85 10:25 PM okay seems okay now

thenightetc 10:27 PM awwwww

thenightetc 10:28 PM VERY deep

thenightetc 10:28 PM UH OH

Zephra85 10:28 PM Vaggie saw THAT coming

Thebes 10:28 PM MUSICAL SEQUENCE TIME

Zephra85 10:28 PM YISS MUSICAL SEGMENT

highglossfinish 10:29 PM Heaven's committing yearly genocide against them, I think they're better off where they are.

Zephra85 10:30 PM LOL

thenightetc 10:30 PM awwww

highglossfinish 10:31 PM "Well, Okay!"

Zephra85 10:31 PM YOU TELL HER CHARLIE

highglossfinish 10:32 PM Take her pen! Take all her pens!

starlightseller 10:32 PM angie

Zephra85 10:32 PM HE WAS

Zephra85 10:32 PM HE WAS ABSOLUTELY READY TO ADOPT HIM RIGHT THERE AND THEN

Zephra85 10:32 PM THAT STILL KILLS ME

starlightseller 10:33 PM that made me CACKLE the first time I saw it ajfjejc

thenightetc 10:33 PM MORE ARMS

Zephra85 10:33 PM KICK HER ASS CHARLIE

thenightetc 10:35 PM WOW

Zephra85 10:35 PM sald;fjd

Thebes 10:36 PM 'show me your feet' well that letter got right to the point

highglossfinish 10:36 PM How polite of it, not to waste anyone's time.

Zephra85 10:36 PM right?

highglossfinish 10:36 PM Popsies.

Zephra85 10:37 PM aw yis signs of a conscience

Zephra85 10:37 PM foreshadowing that Angel IS potentially redeemable

thenightetc 10:37 PM awwwww

Zephra85 10:37 PM I heart it

Zephra85 10:37 PM awww poor charlie

Zephra85 10:37 PM HERE HE COMES

highglossfinish 10:38 PM There he is!

Zephra85 10:38 PM MY (predictable) FAVE

Zephra85 10:38 PM THERE HE IS

Zephra85 10:38 PM Ooh same hat??

thenightetc 10:39 PM o_o

highglossfinish 10:39 PM Same hat indeed!

Thebes 10:39 PM Welp, we have an eldritch abomination

Zephra85 10:39 PM I love him

Zephra85 10:39 PM YAY

thenightetc 10:40 PM personal space

thenightetc 10:42 PM I kinda ship it

Thebes 10:42 PM same

Zephra85 10:43 PM Vaggie and Charlie are heart eyes

Thebes 10:43 PM ... WELP, TIME TO GO FAUSTIAN

highglossfinish 10:43 PM Faustian deal averted.

thenightetc 10:43 PM *shudder*

Zephra85 10:44 PM Charlie may be naiive but at least she's genre savvy

starlightseller 10:44 PM Ha! no

Zephra85 10:44 PM 'HAH. No.'

Zephra85 10:44 PM Kills me

starlightseller 10:44 PM that’s my favorite line in the entire pilot

Zephra85 10:45 PM This one's my other fave

Thebes 10:45 PM This background music is disconcertingly Sorcerors' Apprentice-like

Zephra85 10:45 PM He's a miserable grouchy furry and he's great

Zephra85 10:45 PM 'MAYBE'

Zephra85 10:45 PM SAL;FJSDOFL

Zephra85 10:46 PM a;sldfj Angel's a riot

highglossfinish 10:46 PM I adore Angel.

thenightetc 10:46 PM Yes.

Zephra85 10:46 PM He's a delight fo-sho

Zephra85 10:46 PM YES HERE WE GO

Zephra85 10:46 PM JAZZY MUSICAL

Zephra85 10:47 PM 30'S FASHION FOR EVERYBODY Mysterygirl17 joined the party.

thenightetc 10:48 PM Well then

starlightseller 10:48 PM Efficient

Thebes 10:48 PM not terrifying whatsoever

Zephra85 10:49 PM Ooh I haven't seen this one yet!!!!

starlightseller 10:49 PM i just watched it last night!!!

Zephra85 10:50 PM ugh I'll have to watch the video later the lag is too bad on my end

highglossfinish 10:50 PM Is it lagging for anyone else?

Zephra85 10:50 PM Rad af song tho

thenightetc 10:50 PM it IS ThatOneDude101 joined the party.

Zephra85 10:53 PM d'awwwww

thenightetc 10:54 PM awwww

Zephra85 10:54 PM asf;ljsdlkjdfka

thenightetc 10:55 PM pfffff

Zephra85 10:55 PM sal;jfsdf that 180 head turn

Zephra85 10:56 PM I'm not hating the cajun accent at all

highglossfinish 10:56 PM It's very acceptable. sharkley123 joined the party.

thenightetc 10:56 PM uh oh

Zephra85 10:56 PM oh god

Zephra85 10:57 PM 'technicolour river in between' is fantastic

highglossfinish 10:57 PM Isn't it?

Zephra85 10:58 PM this absolutely sounds like a porno written by an ace person

highglossfinish 10:58 PM It's glorious.

sharkley123 10:58 PM What actually is this?

FeralDog 10:59 PM bored technicolor demons

Thebes 10:59 PM what happens when the animator takes the goofy reels from her voice actors and turns them into madness

sharkley123 11:00 PM I can't hear it sadly (p sure i both know why and cannot hear it) so all im getting is alastor emoting at spider-dude-whos-name-is-on-the-tip-of-my-tongue

Zephra85 11:00 PM I FULLY LOST MY SH*T AT 'PUNCHING A WARM CANTELOPE'

Zephra85 11:01 PM i can't handle this

Zephra85 11:01 PM i'm losing my mind laughing

Zephra85 11:02 PM I f*cking love Alistair

sharkley123 11:02 PM even just the video has me cracking up

starlightseller 11:02 PM i lierally almost crying this is amazing ajfjejc

starlightseller 11:03 PM but unfortunately I have to go! im super glad I was able to make it tonight!! yall are amazing!

starlightseller 11:03 PM goodnight guys!

thenightetc 11:04 PM Goodnight!

Zephra85 11:04 PM goodnight!!

Thebes 11:04 PM goodnight!

highglossfinish 11:05 PM Good night!

Zephra85 11:06 PM I CAN'T

Zephra85 11:06 PM I FUCKING CAN'T

thenightetc 11:06 PM f

Zephra85 11:06 PM that was beautiful

thenightetc 11:07 PM his voice is VERY familiar

Thebes 11:08 PM Was the voice direction for him just "Imitate Invader Zim as hard as possible"?!

highglossfinish 11:08 PM Zim, but medicated.

Zephra85 11:09 PM al;fsjsksjdla i'm dying

thenightetc 11:10 PM *applauds*

Thebes 11:11 PM "... you what?"

Zephra85 11:11 PM LMFAO

thenightetc 11:12 PM He looks like an owl

highglossfinish 11:12 PM .......

highglossfinish 11:13 PM This is why you never allow an owl into your life.

Zephra85 11:13 PM I'M WHEEZING

Zephra85 11:14 PM d'aww they're cute

thenightetc 11:16 PM HA

Zephra85 11:16 PM AF;LJSF

thenightetc 11:17 PM WOW

Zephra85 11:17 PM F*CKING HELL

Thebes 11:17 PM OH MY GOD RICHARD HORVITZ?!

Thebes 11:17 PM THAT WAS FUCKING ZIM!

Zephra85 11:17 PM Really?

Zephra85 11:17 PM Wild

Thebes 11:17 PM HOW?!

thenightetc 11:17 PM !!

Zephra85 11:18 PM sadly I gotta go, I should have started dinner ages ago

Thebes 11:18 PM seeya!

thenightetc 11:18 PM goodnight!

Zephra85 11:18 PM Thanks for the stream, Knock Out! I had a blast!

Zephra85 11:18 PM Say hi to the fam for me!

highglossfinish 11:18 PM Will do!

highglossfinish 11:19 PM It was a delight having you!

thenightetc 11:20 PM Postapocalyptic baking game

highglossfinish 11:20 PM I want to see more of the hostile looking baking utensil.

thenightetc 11:20 PM I think ti's a dough hook

highglossfinish 11:25 PM He adds so much broken glass to his food and it never gets less funny.

thenightetc 11:25 PM Amazing.

thenightetc 11:25 PM It's Art

highglossfinish 11:25 PM Egg.

thenightetc 11:29 PM I'd swear that's a sponge

Thebes 11:29 PM noooormal wtp823 joined the party.

highglossfinish 11:30 PM It certainly is food, sort of!

thenightetc 11:30 PM It has no mouth and it must scream

highglossfinish 11:30 PM Hah!

highglossfinish 11:31 PM It looks like it hurts to be him.

thenightetc 11:33 PM raise your hand if YOU'RE hungry!

highglossfinish 11:33 PM I want nothing more than to clog my fuel pump with that!

Thebes 11:36 PM A little extra heat for moral support

thenightetc 11:36 PM Ha!

highglossfinish 11:37 PM Amazing.

thenightetc 11:38 PM Uh oh!

highglossfinish 11:38 PM What a promising title!

highglossfinish 11:40 PM I'm eager to see if he can top the toilet surgery.

thenightetc 11:43 PM Oh dear SumoPontifice joined the party.

highglossfinish 11:43 PM His computer's a real trooper. Thebes joined the party.

thenightetc 11:45 PM Space-filling curve!

highglossfinish 11:48 PM Dear Unicron.

thenightetc 11:49 PM Oh god

thenightetc 11:51 PM Favorite patient.

thenightetc 11:52 PM Unlike all those other patients

highglossfinish 11:52 PM Come back, favorite patient, come back!

thenightetc 11:53 PM Well, it's a morgue NOW!

highglossfinish 11:53 PM It's all a morgue!

FeralDog 11:55 PM what game is this again?

highglossfinish 11:55 PM Project Hospital.

thenightetc 11:56 PM The floor getting dirty in the very specific paths everyone takes

highglossfinish 11:56 PM Everything's filthy and I'm cackling.

thenightetc 11:56 PM Ratchet, no!

highglossfinish 11:56 PM HAH!

FeralDog 11:56 PM omg

highglossfinish 11:57 PM Incredible.

Thebes 11:57 PM glorious

FeralDog 11:57 PM an example for all

highglossfinish 11:57 PM And that's all I've got, unless anyone has anything specific they'd like to close on.

thenightetc 11:57 PM Some kind of example, anyway

Thebes 11:58 PM ... anyone want some Zefrank?

thenightetc 11:58 PM Oh, I know!

thenightetc 11:58 PM Actually Zefrank sounds fun

thenightetc 11:59 PM I like the sound of "human test for people who work in --" yeah, that one

thenightetc 12:00 AM ...well

highglossfinish 12:02 AM You all live like this?

FeralDog 12:02 AM no thank god i have never been an office employee

thenightetc 12:03 AM Did you pause that just now

highglossfinish 12:03 AM I didn't. Thebes joined the party.

thenightetc 12:04 AM Is it paused for anyone else, or did it just freeze for me at the most appropriate possible time?

FeralDog 12:04 AM I'm froze too

highglossfinish 12:05 AM Is it still frozen?

thenightetc 12:05 AM There we go!

thenightetc 12:05 AM "Did you ever feel the simple joy of stopping--"  *video stops*

highglossfinish 12:06 AM How profound.

FeralDog 12:06 AM mine just has that little fox telling ne to wait

highglossfinish 12:06 AM Just once, kast. Just once.

highglossfinish 12:07 AM Well, this is depressing.

highglossfinish 12:07 AM And that's all I've got!

FeralDog 12:08 AM i'll have to but out anyway, got to feed dogs and put chickens in coops xD

highglossfinish 12:09 AM Perfect timing, then!

thenightetc 12:09 AM ...If you're open to watching another short thing...

highglossfinish 12:09 AM I am!

thenightetc 12:09 AM How about a little bit of Taskmaster?

thenightetc 12:09 AM (it's on youtube)

thenightetc 12:09 AM I've only seen a few but they've all been fun

thenightetc 12:13 AM HA

thenightetc 12:13 AM I could not eat all that

thenightetc 12:13 AM That is dreadful Thebes joined the party.

thenightetc 12:16 AM So absolutely none of them tried to make something good-tasting

highglossfinish 12:18 AM This is something.

thenightetc 12:19 AM His face

highglossfinish 12:20 AM Oh my.

thenightetc 12:20 AM And now for part 2.

highglossfinish 12:21 AM UGH!

thenightetc 12:21 AM :(

thenightetc 12:21 AM He could have just untied the bread and eaten it

highglossfinish 12:23 AM Well, then!

thenightetc 12:23 AM Well well well.

highglossfinish 12:24 AM Thank you for introducing me to that, it's filled some kind of gap in my life.

highglossfinish 12:24 AM I don't know what, but it's now full.

thenightetc 12:25 AM You're welcome!  Even if I feel that maybe the beard thing calls my taste into question.

highglossfinish 12:25 AM That certainly did happen.

highglossfinish 12:25 AM And we all watched it happen.

thenightetc 12:25 AM In all fairness I hadn't seen that one ahead of time.

thenightetc 12:26 AM Well--thanks for hosting!  This was a fun time. :)\

highglossfinish 12:26 AM Thank you for coming!

highglossfinish 12:26 AM Good night -- until next time!

Thebes 12:26 AM good night!

thenightetc 12:26 AM Goodnight!

[theprimaldesire]

January is national soup month, this Primal French Onion Soup will warm you up and is gluten and grain free!

What should I write about?  January is here, 2017, Happy New Year!  With another year having arrived I find that reflection on the last year needs to take place, as well as goals and anticipation for the new year ahead.  But, I am going to make gluten-free tacos for dinner tonight, and well… tacos.  So instead I’ll keep it short and chat a bit about primal-izing my classic French Onion Soup recipe.

French Onion Soup is rich and delicious, piping hot with melty cheese goodness.  Unfortunately, this good old classic always sends me looking for a washroom.  I was craving french onion soup without the intestinal distress,  debating on what I could do or make or substitute the crouton with.  I was literally (actually) going to sleep and waking up with French Onion soup on my mind.

Now if you can’t tolerate cheese or dairy, this may not the recipe for you.  Of course one could have the straight up onion broth and it would be delicious, but not the same.  I had grand plans to make batches of this soup to pressure can (without cheese), but it never made it that far!

 6 batches of recipe testing and all the soup was gone before I had a chance to preserve any!

I was not always a fan of French Onion Soup, and hated onions as a kid, no doubt a fight my Mom didn’t want to start.  Can you imagine, I was a stubborn and strong-willed child?  I know that might be hard to believe… (haha).

As a teenager, I softened on my onion stance and tried French Onion soup.  I remember the day clearly, almost 19 and had all 4 of my wisdom teeth extracted less than a week before. My mouth was still packed with cotton covering stitches in all 4 corners of my mouth, and I HAD to go out with my girlfriend for soup.  See above about being strong willed.  The restaurant we picked was out of the soup of the day, and French Onion was my only option.  I ended up carefully eating the broth avoiding the cheese and croutons. Trying my hardest to not chew: my cheeks, the cotton or my tongue. Really not the best introduction!

My affair with French Onion Soup really blossomed for both of us in my mid 20’s.  I was waitressing in a pub that had killer FOS with lots of cheese and salty goodness, and the salt is what I craved after a night of carousing.  I would get my hungover self to work and then fill my poor body up with salt and sugar to get thru my shift.  Those were the days…

Now my love of FOS is fully bloomed I have become a French onion snob.  Not too salty, and a complex rich caramel onion flavor is essential, and gluten free of course!

Enjoy our version gluten and grain free Primal French Onion Soup!

Primal French Onion Soup

Recipe Type: Soup

Author: http://www.ThePrimalDesire.com

January is national soup month, this Primal French Onion Soup will warm you up and is gluten and grain free!

Ingredients

1/3 cup ghee or grass fed butter

8 cups sliced onions

2 tsp salt

1tbsp apple juice

1 tbsp cassava flour

6 cups vegetable or beef broth

1 tsp dried rosemary

1 tsp dried thyme

1 bay leaf

1/2 tsp cracked black pepper

1 cup red wine (optional)

8-12 parmesan cheese crisps( I used these from Costco but I did see recipes to make your own! [url href=”https://www.amazon.ca/Cello-Whisps-Parmesan-Cheese-Crisps/dp/B01K85VQUO/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1483506533&sr=8-2&keywords=parmesan+crisps&#8221; target=”_blank”]Cello-Whisps-Parmesan-Cheese-Crisps[/url])

1/4 cup shredded cheese (Mozza or Monterey Jack, or whatever makes you happy)

Instructions

Melt butter or ghee over medium heat until it bubbles, or foams slightly.

Add 1 tsp of the salt and the sliced onions, stir to coat the onions with butter or ghee, cover, and cook for 15 minutes.

Add 1 tbsp apple juice

Turn the heat up to medium/high and stir sauteeing or caramelizing the onions, careful not to burn, this will take 45 minutes for the onions to cook down and become golden, caramel in color.

Add 1 tbsp cassava flour to make a roux, and 1 cup of broth, stirring to combine.

Add rosemary, thyme, and bay leaf, remaining broth salt and pepper, bring to a boil and reduce to a simmer.

Add the wine (optional) and continue to simmer for 45-60 minutes.

Remove the bay leaf, scoop into oven safe bowls or wide mouth jars.

Preheat oven to 400F

Float parmesan crisp(s) on the top and sprinkle with cheese, place in the oven for 15 min or till the cheese is melted and golden.

Garnish with a sprinkle of dried or fresh thyme.

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  January is national soup month, this Primal French Onion Soup will warm you up and is gluten and grain free! January is national soup month, this Primal French Onion Soup will warm you up and is gluten and grain free!