#we don't have enough pictures of him and his lil sisters

[mctwinkdom]

Norris siblings ❤️

[hwaslayer]

tease to please | pmylm drabble (jyh)

⇢ tease to please - drabble two // ft. the pmylm couple

summary: there's only so much teasing yunho can take.

words: 3.1k

warnings: cussing/mature language, sexually implied content, phone seggs 😙, mutual masturbation, marking, some breast play, making out, sloppy kisses, oral (m. receiving), unprotected sex, we get a lil sprinkle of dom yunho, yunho pushes his cum back inside lol

"You'll be waiting at home for me, right?" Yunho asks huskily as he sits in his car, eating the last bits of his lunch.

"Mhm." You respond in a sing-song tone. "Why?" You tease, making Yunho chuckle.

"You know why, you 'lil brat. Don't be slick." You laugh loudly on the other line, putting a smile on Yunho's face hearing it echo in the car.

"Are you really eating in the car, Yuyu?"

"Yes." You laugh as soon as the response comes. "I'm not gonna sit in the lunch room with a fucking boner."

"Babe."

"Don't. You're such a tease." He whines. "First last night, then the picture? You're killing me." Yunho shifts in his seat when he remembers your phone session last night, the picture you sent him earlier. You had just hopped out of the shower, the mirror fogged up from the hot water. He could see your naked silhouette through it, the condensation dripping down the edges and exposing more of your beautiful body.

He was about to pass the fuck out.

♣︎ FLASHBACK

Yunho lays back while he presses the phone to his ear, settling into bed while listening to you get ready for bed on the other line. You've gone home for a few days to spend time with your mom and sister, Yunho being all alone in the apartment with Yeosang gone too. It's bad how much he misses you, but he truly adores the time you set aside for your mom and sister; enjoying your girls' days and self-care dates that you absolutely deserve. 

"Sorry. I'm done now." You cozy up in your own sheets and shut off the lights, giving your boyfriend the utmost attention.

"All good, baby. Did you have a good day today?"

"Mmyeah. I can't wait to get back to you, though." He chuckles.

"I can't wait either."

"You're still alone?"

"Mhm. I don't think Yeosang is coming back until the weekend."

"Damn, okay."

"I think he's out of town with his family."

"I see." You stretch a bit. "Miss you, Yuyu."

"I miss you too, pretty girl. Cozy in bed?" 

"Yeah. Wish you were here." Your mind starts to race and go into overdrive thinking about having Yunho next to you. Cuddling you. Showering you in kisses. Making out with you. Making love to you. You miss your man tons, and you can't wait to get all of that tomorrow. The need for Yunho is strong, and luckily for you, your boyfriend catches on quick. "I wanna cuddle."

"Well, good thing you come back to me tomorrow."

"You know what else I want?"

"Mm?" He hums.

"You."

"But, you have me." He smirks, biting onto his bottom lip when he knows where this is going.

"No, you know what I mean."

"I don't, baby. Enlighten me." He feels himself getting hard just thinking about you, his hand coming down to his dick— palming it slowly.

"Yunho." You whine. "Wish you were here with me." He lets out a shaky breath as he palms a little harder, hearing your whiny tone on the other line.

"So needy." He teases. "What do you want me to do to you?" You let out a small whimper hearing his deep voice on the other line, imagining your man kissing you in all the right places, holding you close, letting you lazily ride him cause he knows it's your favorite thing to do. Your hand comes down to the fabric of your panties, feeling the wet patch already building in the center. 

"Mm." You hum in a certain tone before releasing a small breath, Yunho already shoving down his boxers just enough to freely stroke himself. "A lot of things."

"Like?" He keeps it slow at first. "Want me to be the one touching you instead?"

"Yeah. Not the same. You do it best, Yuyu."

"What else, princess? Tell me while you keep touching yourself."

"I wanna ride you so badly." Yunho shuts his eyes and picks up his pace, picturing you wrapped tightly around him, working your hips the way you do, hands traveling down his chest— the feeling is unmatched.

"Yeah? Like feeling stuffed that way?"

"It's so good." The way your voice drags on into a moan has Yunho swallowing the lump in his throat. Everything feels ten times hotter, his dick is painfully hard; he could explode any minute now.

"How many fingers are you using?"

"Two." You dip two digits in and out, spreading your wetness all over your folds. "If only you knew how wet I was." Yunho lets out a small groan in response, gripping his cock a little harder at how frustrating it is to not have you next to him right at this moment. He'll lose his mind. 

He can't wait 'till he sees you tomorrow.

"All for me, right?"

"Mhm. All for you." A small whine slips from your lips, one that isn't too loud to be heard, but enough to keep Yunho spiraling. 

"You're making me so fucking hard." You continue to rub at your clit, grinding against your hand until you feel your high approaching. You shut your eyes, now shifting your thoughts to having Yunho stuff your mouth, cock down your throat until he makes you cry.

"You know what else sounds good?"

"Hm?" He barely is able to respond, too focused on how good everything feels right now.

"You in my mouth."

"Oh my god."

"I'm close, Yuyu. Can you cum with me?" You ask him so sweetly, so innocently, even though everything about this situation is anything but.

"Yeah, anything you want, baby."

"Wish you could fill me up." You hear Yunho's breathing become irregular over the line, causing you to work at a faster pace until the coil within you finally snaps. You try to muffle your moans as much as possible as your body twitches under the sheets. Yunho follows shortly, spurts of cum painting his lower abdomen and hand as he tries his hardest to keep it contained. "Wow, holy shit."

"You okay? You did so good, love." He licks his lips and rests for a minute for analyzing the damage you've done. "Fuck, it's all over." You laugh. "I gotta go wash up."

"Hot."

"Baby, it's not funny." Yunho whines. "You're so mean. All you do is tease me, especially when I can't have you right away."

"Oh, you big baby. You'll see me tomorrow."

"Tease."

♣︎ END

"Sorry. I just wanted to shower you in some love." You giggle.

"Wait 'till I get home."

"And then.. what?" You bite onto your bottom lip, feeling your heat throb at the thought of Yunho ruining you.

"The things I'm gonna do to you." He takes a swig from his water bottle before capping it and placing it back into his cup holder. "Think you can behave for the next few hours until I'm off?"

"I dunno, I kinda don't want to." You poke fun at him and Yunho lets his tongue poke his cheek.

"Alright then. Don't say I didn't warn you."

"You're so hot, what did I do to deserve this?" He laughs.

"Talking about yourself, huh?" He looks at his watch. "I gotta go. I have like, 5 minutes to get my ass back upstairs."

"No one said you had to eat in the car, Yunho."

"You're right, sitting around the lunch table with my coworkers and my hard ass dick sounds so much better. How dare I?"

"Stop." You snort. "Mmkay, babe. I'll let you go."

"I'll see you when I get home, okay? Behave." He reiterates and you let out another tiny laugh. 

"I will, god."

"I love you."

"I love you, too." And with that, the call with your boyfriend ends. You set your phone aside and finish packing before heading out the door for one last meal with your mom and sister. You all settle for some pho nearby, grabbing dessert and boba from the new small shop that opened next door. You grab some food and dessert for you and Yunho to munch on later after he gets home, your mom adding more to the snack rotation after handing you a big, brown bag full of different snacks she had bought for you two to try.

Your drive back to the apartment isn't long, being that you left right before the rush hour could hit. Soobin is the only one at the apartment, and that's because he picked up a summer internship nearby. He helps you haul in your bags, laughing at all the snacks your mom gave you. He sits on your desk chair as you hand him a few snacks from the bag while unpacking and catching up with him about his internship. Overall, he doesn't have any complaints and seems to be happy he stayed over the summer to put more experience on his resumé. You promise him you'll hang out with him tomorrow once he's off, patting his head as you grab your necessities and head out the door to Yunho's apartment.

You pull out the extra key you have and unlock the door, instantly smelling Yunho's cologne [with a mix of his laundry detergent] filling the air. You pop off your Crocs and set them aside before popping in the food into the fridge, setting the snacks aside in his pantry. You make sure to leave some on Yeosang's desk too, knowing he's always down to try something new. You set your things on the edge of his desk before washing up, changing and slipping into one of Yunho's shirts— snuggling under his covers while you rewatch episodes of your comfort show, Friends. 

Time seems to slip right on by [though half painfully] because before you know it, it's time for Yunho to head home. And sure enough, the moment Yunho clocks out, he's darting out the door and rushing home. He's been thinking about you all day, barely able to focus on his to-do list at work. All he can think about is you, that nude, the way you whined his name last night.

The way he's going to fuck you so good the moment he steps into his room.

"Yuyu?" He hears you call for him as soon as he slips through the door and kicks his shoes off. He walks into the room with a little pep in his step, dropping his bag to the floor before shedding off his jacket and heading over to you. "Babe!" You squeal when he completely hovers over you and instantly presses his lips to yours. He fumbles around until he finds your phone and tosses it safely to the side, smiling into the kiss when he hears you giggle and squeal more while shifting you onto his lap.

"Take this off." He says, taking his shirt off of your body with a quickness. His eyes widen when he sees you aren't wearing anything underneath— you and your natural beauty served on gold platter just for him. "Fuck. I told you to behave." He groans against your neck, devouring every inch of you as his tongue roams the surface; leaving light marks in between messy wet kisses.

"I didn't even do anything—" You mewl as you tilt your head back in pleasure.

"Mm baby, I think you knew what you were doing when you slipped on my shirt without anything else on." He flings off his shirt and starts unbuttoning his jeans, slipping it down with his boxers and kicking them off completely. "Gonna ride me just like you wanted?" Your mouth waters watching Yunho's large hand wrap around his length, stroking himself for good measure. 

"If you want me to."

"I do. Use it." 

"Can I?" You hop off and get on your knees. "Want you in my mouth first." He groans.

"God." He breathes out as he watches you through hooded lids. You prettily wrap your lips around his tip and give it a cute kiss before continuing your tease session. You press tiny kisses along his length before licking a stripe from the base and back upwards, taking his tip into your mouth. You start to stroke him at the same time, sinking your mouth deeper and deeper down his cock; repeating the motions to keep your man feeling good. "Oh— shit." Yunho's head kicks back while a strangled moan leaves his lips, fingers tangled in the strands of your hair. "That feels so good." He says lowly, eyes now trained back on you. "Think you can take all of it, love? No pressure." He says sweetly, teeth nibbling on his bottom lip. You nod, eyes looking up at him so innocently while he starts to guide you all the way down— his dick slowly hitting the back of your throat. He feels you gag, your hands squeezing at his thigh even though you continue to take him. "You okay?" You give him a reassuring look, keeping your position with him down your throat while he brushes your hair back. "Doing so well, baby." He coos. When you finally pull back, Yunho watches the string of saliva connect your bottom lip to his tip and he feels the urge to be inside of you with how fucked out you look already. As much as he wants to keep you here forever, he just needs you. "So perfect." He caresses your cheek. "Need to be inside of you. Now, please."

You quietly oblige and take your position back onto his lap, feet planted on either side of him while Yunho guides you down his cock. You glide down smoothly, your saliva coating the surface so messily; the noise it makes sounding like pure music to his ears.

"Yunho."

"Yeah, baby?"

"Feels so good already." You mumble against his lips as you work your hips back and forth.

"You have me so use me." He grips your hips tightly, your arms lazily wrapped around his neck. He presses feathery kisses to your chest, down to your breasts— popping in a nipple and swirling his tongue around the perked bud before moving onto the next. He sucks dark red marks onto the surface knowing it's safe, and that he's the only one who'd see them. You switch it up from time to time, bouncing up and down before rolling your hips at a quicker pace. Either way, his cock hits you in the right spot deliciously every single time— snug in between your walls and filling you up completely.

"Babe." You whine with a small pout. "Close." You breathe against him, Yunho locking you into a kiss in between.

"Keep going. You ride me so fucking well. Nothing comes close." He praises in your ear. "Made for me— you were made just for me." He repeats. "Look at me, pretty. Wanna see you cum all over this dick." He grips your jaw with just enough force to keep you right where he wants you, maintaining eye contact as you fuck yourself on him and continuously push yourself closer and closer to the edge. He hisses when he feels you work him faster, the squelching sounds from your wet pussy filling the room and driving him crazy. 

"Yunho— mm'gonna cum." You whimper as you feel your legs starting to give out, chest heaving, breathing becoming irregular as you feel the pleasure building right at your core. 

"Don't hold back. No one's home." His thumb glides along your bottom lip. Sooner or later, you sink and crash down, loud moans erupting as your walls pulse around him. "Fuck— that's it." He watches as your eyes shut tightly, mouth slacked open as your body moves in waves; letting your orgasm wash through. "Good girl." He praises you as you pant in his arms, trying your best to bring yourself back down from your high. "Turn around for me." He gently sets you on your fours, running his tongue down his hand before coming to your overly-sensitive pussy. You almost flinch at the contact, but don't have a second to process when Yunho's already plunging deep inside of you. He lets out a loud, guttural moan, squeezing your ass as he adjusts to the feeling. His hand travels down your back while he slowly thrusts in and out of you;

In and out.

Push and pull.

You let out desperate, repeated curses, mixed along with a string of Yunho's name while he pounds into you, cheek pressed down onto the pillow before you feel him tug you back. You can tell Yunho is holding on for dear life, waiting for that perfect moment to let loose and let himself go. 

"Come here." He lets out, pressing your body flush against him while his hand is around your neck. He dips his head forward to get a better look at you from the side, still fucking into you like the world is set to end tomorrow. "What happened to my needy little brat from last night?" He chuckles, watching as your face contorts in pleasure again. "See what happens?" He pounds into you harder, cheeks turning red from the impact.

"Yeah, and I might keep doing it just to test you." Yunho smiles hearing your response, so incredibly in love with the way your relationship is. Just radiating comfort, a safe space. Two people exploring new territories together and being utterly, sickeningly in love. 

"Fuck, I love you—" He continues and continues until he feels like he can't hold it in anymore, giving your neck a slight squeeze when he feels himself reaching his own high. "Gonna cum—"

"I love you too." You cry. "Need you to fill me up, Yunho. Please." You beg, and that's enough to make him snap. You both fill the room with loud moans, Yunho coming down onto your body as he spills into you. He lays soft, lazy kisses against your shoulder, wrapping his arms around you while he keeps himself inside.

"I missed you." He smiles against your sticky skin, the both of you sweaty; air in the room hot and filled with the scent of sex. "Dunno what I'd do without you."

"I missed you too, babe." He pulls out and watches his cum leak out, laughing when he takes his thumb and pushes it back in. "Yunho, you're so?!"

"Nothing gets left behind." He steps off the bed and holds his hand out. "Let's go take a shower? I'll wash the sheets after."

"Mmkay." He looks down at you and presses a kiss to your lips.

"So, did you mean it when you said you'd keep being a brat?"

"It's fun poking your buttons, Yuyu." You let out a squeal when you he smacks your ass, taking the lead to the bathroom before Yunho can even catch up.

"You play too much." He says when he hears you shut the bathroom door and leave him naked in the hallway. "Baby, open up, Yeosang can come home any minute now!" He laughs when he hears you loudly giggle, still keeping the door locked. "I'm not laughing cause you're funny or anything, I just— Y/N, please." He begs playfully. "I'm sorry, you are funny. I didn't mean that. I'm starting to get cold out here. I'll shrivel up and die out here, do you want that? Y/N!" He continues to fiddle with the doorknob until you finally let him in with a big laugh and take him into the shower with you.

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[hearts4chriss]

𝐁𝐚𝐛𝐲𝐬𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝.

𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐄'𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑

Brothers bestfriend! Chris + needy! Nate’s lil sis

prompt: Nate ( ur older brother ) wants to go out for a bit with some of his other friends and he doesn’t trust you enough to stay home by urself without mom and dad since they won’t be there either. So he asks one of his best friend Chris to stay over and watch you, Matt and nick know ur crush on Chris so they pretend they can’t come.

Part 01

contains: masturbation ( no actual sex ), use of y/n ( sorry I have to ) dirty fantasies ( pet names, rough! Chris, dirty talk, degrading, forced head etc just beyond FILTHLY imagination ), use of vibrator on reader, caught by Chris, FORESHADOWING, fantasy will be like this

Nate are you serious I’m not 12! I whine when said he was gonna find a baby sitter for me knowing how much it pisses me off

I’m Nate doe’s little sister I’m 18, we’ve Been close to his bestfriends the sturniolo triplets. So obviously him being my brother naturally I got to know them.

Nick

I clicked with him superrr fast, I love his energy and when I found out he was gay that just made it all the better because I’ve always wanted a gay bestfriend, and we always have sleepovers :)

Matt

Matt’s absolutely adorable I love him he always helps me calm down whenever I’m about to or am having a panic attack, I remember one time during a test I forgot everything and almost had one and he slid me the answers. Love that kid

now there’s a reason I saved Chris for last,

Chris

chris and I know each other just as well if not even more then I do his other two brothers, we haven’t done anything unfortunately. I’ve had a crush on him since middle school.

First I just wanted to kiss him and hold his hand.

Then go to his house and do some more.

Then now, as an 18 year old I wanted him to fuck my Brains out.

I’m around him all the time since we all live in LA and always hanging out, I always see him shirtless and fucking hell it turns me on, I always get lucky since nick and matt found of my attraction to his brother they always snap me or text me pictures of him.

What sucks is I cant have him. It would take my life 1000 times over for me to be able to fuck chris sturniolo, and it sucks because my brother nate does not play that shit.

He strictly said "your not allowed to date any of them" obviously referring to matt and Chris.

Which also doesn't help because my wants and desires a hormonal teenage-adult girl only grow more whenever he comes around, chris is always there.

Now today, nate had to run some errands and nick matt and chris used to watch me when I was younger if my parents couldn't

Buttt, nick and matt "could not come due to personal issues" so. Your guess is right, im gonna be alone with chris for hours.

That thought alone made me soak in my p-

“Y/n! are you listening to me kid?” My older brother chuckles leaning against my doorway of my room as im on my bed watching "The Vampire Diaries".

“Huh? oh yeah im listening matt and nick cant come so chris is because im fucking 11.” I roll my eyes hiding my excitement from him watching me.

“Don't think of any weird shit alright? He's just watching you so don't-“

“Ugh is he here yet? You're annoying me already.” I groan shifting in my sheets and taking a sip from my celsius hearin our door open, they have a key.

“Welp thats chris.” Nate says tilting his head for me to get up.

I get up from the sheets wearing some pink sleep shorts and a white t-shirt and he raises an eyebrow.

“Your wearing THAT? around chris?” Nate chuckles and I flip him off.

“Hey! I heard that!.” Chris yells coming up the stairs sounding offended.

He's now at the top of the steps. oh my fuck he looks so good.

Its around 6ish in LA right now and hes wearing a black tank top and grey fresh love sweats, slight stubble and his hair was a bit messy which I always liked and my eyes immediately drifted to his natural bulge in his pants as him and Nate were talking.

“Just make sure she doesn’t get into any trouble.” Nate puts his arm around me giving me a hug and Chris chuckles.

“Don’t worry bro she’s safe with me.” He says before dapping him up as Nate leaves the house. yeah safer if you were balls deep inside

Oh god Chris sh-shit so-d-deep inside me

Yeah? You feel me deep inside you baby?

bro she’s like zoning out today. Nate chuckled and I snap out of it

Whatever no I wasn’t! Just go!

Soon after it was just me and Chris so we made our way down to the living room

“Where are ur other two clones?” I chuckle getting situated on the couch before turning on a movie saltburn

“they have “personal issues”.” He said rolling his eyes causing a small laugh to fall from my lips.

“So it’s just you and me little one.” A smirk curving on his lips, just enough for my panties to be soaked.

Shut up Chris I’m 18.I mutter trying to watch the movie in peace and he chuckles

the movie went on and it was now, the bathtub scene where jacob elordi ( Felix ) is jerking off.

I peer over to Chris whose eyes are clearly fixated on the screen as my squeeze my thighs together under the blanket feeling all my hormonal thoughts leaking through my panties.

This had nothing to do with the movie, it’s the thought for Chris doing that to himself that had turned me on most. The tension so thick a knife couldn’t even cut through.

“Uhm I-i gotta go to the bathroom”. I nearly choke and I fix my shorts placing the blanket down where I was sitting.

“Don’t take to long I’ll miss you.” He chuckles and that didn’t help.

I go to my room and close the door squeezing my eyes shut.

I had maybe 5 minutes to relieve myself.

I quickly reach into my drawer grabbing my vibrating dildo and the remote for it.

I pull down my shorts and panties and spread my legs letting the tip of the toy get coated in my wetness and I bite my lip slightly feeling the thickness of it.

I turned it on letting out a soft moan slowly inserting it, wishing this was Chris’s dick instead.

I began thrusting the toy in and out of my pussy letting the squelching sounds of arousal grow letting it drip down curling my toes throwing my head on the pillows allowing my mind to drift

I was in Chris’s/my room my head smushed in the pillows as his cock rammed inside me whilst I was on my stomach. His hips slamming against my ass and his hand wrapped around my lower stomach as I cried out his name

Fuck fuckk so d-deep- I whimper into the pillows as he was bringing me to my 4th orgasm, we had switched numerous positions and my legs were quivering in front of him as he laid a hard snack to my ass chucking behind me.

such a fucking slut letting me fuck you like this, imagine if ur brother found out his little sister was getting her pussy pounded by his bestfriend. He laid another harsh smack to my ass and I jolted forward.

stretched this pussy out so good- he groans rubbing my clit to chase both our orgasms.

ngh- o-oh shit- fuck- I gripped the sheets tightly curses of Chris’s name flew out my mouth feeling my eyes water from the angle of his hips thrusting allowing his thick cock to hit every single spot inside me

come on sweetheart cum for me, you have another one in you yeah? He grunted lowly in my ear kissing me sloppily as a string of Saliva parts from our lips each time we kiss moaning into each others mouths.

“Oh fuck Chris I-“ I curl my toes and yell loudly as I’m about to release on the toy before I look up and see Chris. Was. Watching me.

“Were you playing with yourself?” Chris leans on the doorway of my room his eyes darting to between ny legs as I was thrusting the toy in and out of me and I quickly covered up my cheeks flush with embarrassment.

“Uhm…maybe. Sorry I-I’ll be down in a second-“

Maybe I can help. Chris says closing the door to my room approaching my bed

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[jjameslily]

Lady Fate

For @jilytoberfest Day 2 Prompt: A: “If anyone does X I’m going to love them forever.” B: Does X. | A03

Lily was sitting in the corner of the Gryffindor common room, absentmindedly swirling the spoon in her tea. It was one of those rare quiet Saturday mornings—perfect for some much-needed study time before her exam. 

That is, until she heard the unmistakable clamor of footsteps descending from the boys’ dormitory. 

“Lily Evans!” he announced grandly, “Just the redhead I was looking for!”

Skipping the last step of the staircase, Sirius Black landed with a flourish and both arms outstretched toward her. He strode over from across the room and threw an arm around her shoulders, planting himself on the arm of the sofa chair she occupied.

Lily sighed, giving him a long-suffering sideways glance. “What is it, Black?”

“Just here to do my duty and support my best mate’s blossoming romance,” he said, giving her a conspiratorial wink.

Lily’s eyes narrowed in suspicion. “You and I are not best mates,” she said as she struggled to free herself from his grasp.

Sirius stilled, his eyes wide with shock. “What? We had dinner together just yesterday!”

“You mean when I was discussing patrols with Remus and you ran up to us, shaking the rain off your robes like a wet-dog?”

“Exactly! How could you forget? We had a blast.” 

“We are not friends,” she repeated. 

“Oh, come on,” he said, shaking her playfully. “Any future girlfriend of my boyfriend’s is my…No, wait, my mate’s girlfriend is my girlfriend… That’s not right either.” He scratched his chin, as if deep in thought.

Lily felt the beginnings of a headache emerge.

He shook his head, “It doesn’t matter.”

“Blossoming romance? What are you on about?” His nonsensical train of thought finally having caught up up to her.

He shrugged innocently. “Call it whatever you like, Lils—if I may call you that—”

“—no you may not,” she responded.

He ignored her, “—but I’m committed to this love story.”

She snapped her book shut with a loud clap, turning to look at him with fluttering lashes and mock sweetness dripping from her voice. “Black, what can I do to make you go away? Preferably somewhere far, far away.”

“Oh, I’m glad you asked,” flashing her his most charming smile. “You, James—you know James, the most eligible bachelor in school, according to my recent survey.”

“Survey?” she echoed, raising an eyebrow.

“Alright,” he sighed dramatically. “I’m the only participant in my survey, thus far, but that’s besides the point.” He tightened his arm around her shoulders, pulling her in closer despite her protests. 

“Picture this,” he waved his free hand in front of them as if painting a grand scene, “summer wedding, a big white tent, twinkling stars in a clear night sky, all of your favorite people yet exclusive enough to give it that wedding-of-the-year kind of feel. I say we don't invite that sister of yours to really drive the point home,” he paused, “and me, the best man, getting mistaken for the groom all night because, frankly, I’m just more dashing in a suit than James is.”

Lily rolled her eyes, completely unimpressed. “If I have to start dealing with you asking me out on James’ behalf, I’m transferring schools,” she said dryly.

Sirius seemed to take offense at her words. “You think James could make me do anything?” He held her there, shaking his head in exaggerated pity. “I just see two very charming, very dense, incredibly oblivious—”

“Are you insulting me now?”

“—idiots who can’t get out of their own way,” he continued. “Do you have any idea what it’s like listening to James pine after you for years only for him to say he’s suddenly moved on? I can’t accept it.” He looked at her with downcast eyes as if burdened by his friend's plight.

“Black.”

“Yes, my future sister-in-law?”

Lily pulled herself free from his grasp and stood up, casting him a withering glare. “Kindly, fuck off.”

His words echoed in her mind—moved on. There was something about them that made her feel off somehow, but she quickly shook it off.

Sirius followed her, undeterred. “I beg you—go out with James, marry him, and have his beautiful, practically-blind, curly-haired children.”

Lily’s laugh was something between amused and utterly unhinged. She turned to face him, grabbing him by the shoulders this time. “I swear, Black, if anyone walks into this room right now, therefore freeing me of you, I’m going to marry them and I’ll love them forever, just to spite you. I swear it—”

The words died in her throat as the familiar creak of the portrait hole filled the room, both heads whipping in its direction.  

There, standing in the doorway, was none other than James Potter—hair even messier than usual, glasses slightly askew. He paused, brow furrowed, staring back at the two of them.

Lily’s jaw dropped, her words caught somewhere between shock and disbelief.

Sirius’ eyes lit up like a proud father. 

“Uh, did I miss something?” James asked, looking between the two. 

Sirius turned to face his friend, awarding James with an exaggerated slow clap. “Well done, mate. You have finally mastered the art of perfect timing.”

James looked from Lily to Sirius, thoroughly baffled. “What’s going on?”

Lily shot Sirius a death glare. “You planned this, didn’t you?”

Sirius raised a solemn hand to his heart, closing his eyes in faux reverence. “The universe has spoken, Ms. Evans, and I am but a humble messenger for Lady Fate.” He turned to James, bowing and raising his arm to gesture towards Lily as if he was presenting her. “Please, do collect your bride!”

James blinked, taking a step back. “Wait, what?”

Sirius bursted into a fit of laughter, the sound echoing off the walls and shattering any quiet the common room might have had left. Lily groaned and buried her face in her hands, regretting every single word she’d said—knowing that Sirius Black would never let her forget this moment as long as she lived.  

James glanced at Sirius, who was practically rolling on the floor at this point, then back at Lily, entirely lost. “Did…did I do something?”

“Mate, how do you feel about a honeymoon in the countryside?”

[falling-star-cygnus]

Shaking the fandom by the shoulders WHERE ARE THE CAESAR AND BILLY SIBLING FICS!? THEY ARE STATED TO BE SIBLINGS! BILLY GAVE CAESAR ONE OF HIS ARMS! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW MUCH POTENTIAL THERE IS WITH THESE TWO?!

((Sorry for the excitement. I was really looking forward for some caesar and Billy wholesomeness from the fandom, after chapter 4. And I found...well, that one angst fic of Billy losing his memories from you and that was before she released! Seriously, we need more big sibling lil sibling dynamic with Caesar and Billy!

LOUDERRRRR -> the billy kid & caesar king tag doesn't even exist on ao3 yet 😭

which is CRAZY, bc- they're so sweet?? like Caesar clearly cares so much about him [i have one more Caesar post that's only on here, and in my Hare Headcanons Incorrect Quotes fic, in case you didn't see it :D]

sooo anydoodle, here's Caesar and Lighter's reaction to Dismemberment! enjoyyy~ i hope

"BILLY KID."

....oooh, boy.

It had been a while since the android had heard that tone. A nice while. A good while.

He should run.

"GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE. RIGHT NOW."

He should definitely run.

As quietly, and as quickly, as Billy could possibly manage- he crept off the couch and towards the door. Caesar had swung by on one of her rare trips to Sixth Street, Lighter in tow, to say hi. And to catch up, of course, as the two had been immediately roped into conversation by the girls. With pictures.

He was going to find Burnice's stash and burn it one of these days...

The android crept another step.

Then another.

Annnnd one more.

Freedom was within his grasp..

"Going somewhere, brother?"

A familiar hand, equipped with a gaudy gauntlet he'd say, latches onto the back of his collar to haul him up to his feet like the android was a particularly feisty alley cat.

"Damnit, Lighter, when did you get so strong!?" Billy yelps, despaired that his exit has been cut off, "What did I do?"

"What didn't you do, Billy?" Caesar cuts in, arms crossed in that scolding Big Sister way that still terrifies him.

"Uh, huh-!? I don't know- Did I forget to take the trash out? Or send a letter? What did I do!?"

Nicole peeks out of the kitchen, vaguely apologetic as she watches the scene play out. 'Sorry' she mouths at him. And then flees.

Like a traitor.

Billy doesn't even notice that Caesar and Lighter are examining his limbs until his Big Sis is snapping in front of his face. With..

Ohhhh.

"You didn't think it was important to tell us you had been stripped for parts?" The leading lady of the Sons barks, pinching some of the hair behind his audio processors to tug.

"Obviously it didn't stick."

"Don't sass your big sister," Lighter tugs him into a loose chokehold to knuckle into his hair, "We had to find out from your boss!"

A traitor!

"I didn't want to worry you! I got better-"

Billy is suddenly struck with the images of Piper and Lucy, what they'd look like if they found out what happened to him. How it would effect Piper's sleep, which was so easily influenced by the sounds around her. Or Lucy's already low trust in strangers.

The android is wrenching himself out of Lighter's hold before he even realizes, clutching onto his arm and to Caesar's elbow.

"You can't tell the others," he pleads, careful to keep his grip loose enough not to break the fragile human bones, "Lucy- Piper, please Big Sis- don't tell them."

"Starlight..."

Caesar carefully removes herself from the marksmen's hold to cup his face plate and knock her forehead into his. Which can't feel good, considering the pointed appendages on his forehead.

But, of course, the leading lady doesn't even flinch.

"When I lost my arm, you gave me one of your spares without even thinking about it. It pisses me off that someone took that choice from you."

Her grip shifts from Billy's face to his neck, and she guides the android into a... sort of awkward hug. Billy was just this side of too tall to comfortably burrow into her neck standing up.

"You're allowed to be upset about it too, little bro."

"When are you gonna get it through your thick skull that we care about you," Lighter tacks on, shifting his grip to the android's shoulder, "You weren't just a weapon, or my predecessor. You're our brother, Kid."

He continues before Billy can even stumble out a response.

"So- please.."

"...tell us these things," Caesar finishes, "We'll understand."

bonus: Caesar, pulling back: Now. Billy: ...? Caesar: Is that motherfucker still alive? *the android sputters, but can't exactly flee or deflect in his current position* Anby, behind Caesar: o-o7 Lighter: ....ȏvō7

[yayforocs]

Day 7- Personality

i hadn't actually posted this yet and i realized this would work pretty well for today's prompt :V

this is a lil drabble i wrote out to kinda feel out the twins' characters after i drew em :0 so it technically fits the prompt i think!

anyway here's the twins \o/

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Not that one.

Not that one.

That one might be worth it. He clicked it open in a new tab and then kept scrolling.

Not that one.

That one looked good, but was way too far of a commute, unless he didn't actually go back home after graduation and moved closer to the job. By himself.

Not that one.

Not that-

Russ didn't react as his door was abruptly burst open, knowing full well by the loud steps that it was his sister- who promptly slammed her phone down on the desk by his laptop.

He glanced over at it, screen dark. He looked up at her.

"Ok...?"

"I got-" Her eyes then darted down to her phone screen, and she jerked it back up. "Wait holdon I accidentally-" A second later she put it back down, albeit a little gentler, and holding it differently so as to not turn the screen off again. "I found something!"

Now when he looked at it, he saw what he was meant to see: a listing of available positions at the old Freddy's back home. He raised an eyebrow but didn't ask anything until he read over all of it.

Zoe beat him to it, anyway. "There's an opening for a technician and they're even offering training. There's also a couple other spots- one's a cook, which I guess I could do, but I'd much rather be a cast member, which is also available. Look, we can both go and do something together! Sort of! Might have different shifts, assuming we both get hired, but it'd be the same place. I don't think it'd be hard to get in, though, fresh graduates and all," she finished, inclining her head in an intentional look.

He stared at it for a few seconds more before giving in. "Alright, send me the link," he sighed, pulling up his messenger app. Her phone was back in her hands for barely two seconds before the notification popped up, and he clicked on it.

"Cool, if you're good with that I'll go send in mine, too." And as quickly as she came, Zoe left.

Russ pushed his mouth to one side as he re-read the information. Awfully convenient, if he had to be honest, but it was at Freddy's. ...Granted, last he'd heard anything of it, it was under new management and going well, or at least well enough. This opening though was specifically for upkeep of the big stuff- not just arcade games, but the lights and sound of the whole place, as well as... the infamous animatronic performers. He grew up there, he and Zoe went to Freddy's as kids, and he remembered liking it well enough, but then he got older and learned about all the stories and rumors and possibly/probably very real tragedies that happened there. Or if not there, at least in the franchise's history.

He opened a new tab, and searched up the place by itself. There was the first result, with all the business information- open hours and such- and reviews. He clicked. Three and a half star average, decent amount of reviews. He scrolled. Mother whose kids loved the place, babysitter who commented on how clean it was, someone upset that they didn't get a refund on pizza they decided they didn't want after eating half of, another mom that said she felt her kids were safe there- a bit of an on-the-nose review, considering, but it worked- a dad whose girls loved Foxy, and someone that praised a Mr. Schmidt. He supposed that was the new management. The reviews continued similarly. So mostly good, as the average said. Lots of blank reviews, but the ones that were written in provided what he was looking for.

He closed the tab and pulled up his resumé.

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Across the hall and a door down, Zoe had already submitted hers and posted a motion-blurred picture of her laptop screen on her social media's stories tab, captioned "Just sent off my first job applications!!!" with several emojis accompanying, including some crossed fingers and prayer hands. There was a whole batch she'd sent out, but only the Freddy's one was something that'd actually keep the twins together, and bad history or not, she wanted that one to be the one that worked out the most.

Her phone dinged with a reply to her story.

< Did you do it? 👀

She laughed to herself.

Yeah girl ofc!! A jobs a job n I intend to get paid 👀 > < Wym a jobs a job????? Don't die over a dare pls I do not trust that place worth anything That was all years ago, doesn't matter. Besides have u seen the guy running it now 👀👌 > < Ong do not 💀💀💀 he'll sic the robots on u and you'll deserve it Nah he won't. Rusty'll get em to like me n then they won't do anything > < You covince him?? < Convinced Yeah I didn't even need to really he just took it, so fingers crossed for the both of us🤞🤞🤞 > Covince > < Shut up I corrected it :) > Fr tho nah idc bout him he's prolly like forty or smth I'm not abt that > < I thought you meant Russ at first 🤣 I > Am not going to comment on that > < And then I read the rest of it chill out!!! Do I even wanna know what u thought before u read the rest of it or no > < I thought you were calling him old idk!!!! < Anyway unimportant < If u get it u gotta give me updates I already told you I'm not actually interested in him > < Stoppppp :) > Lol yeah I'll let you know 🤞 > < Gl!!! 🤞

The online indicator grayed out, and she locked her phone screen. After a moment, her eyes wandered to the calendar pinned on the wall. Two weeks. In two weeks, they could be back home, with fancy bachelor's degrees that could mean nothing or everything, doing who-knows-what. Looking for apartments, probably. But they'd need a job for that, first. Proof of income and all.

She looked back over the twenty still-open tabs of sent applications, and crossed her fingers.

[largesunglasses]

This is just going to be a random dump of things

Sophia has still been my main source for all the info on my dad's brother. According to her they can't tell exactly where it is and they were going to do a colonoscopy today. Apparently his wife doesn't want him to go through treatment if it's too far gone. Again this is what I'm getting playing telephone with her. It still feels weird that I don't know how to feel. Sophia really dislikes him(she doesn't know what happened 23 years ago and I wouldn't tell her) as a person but I don't know how Patrick feels about him. I am still nervous for how my dad will react. My sister isn't the best at thinking about how others will react when she talks. Mostly with my dad she doesn't see what I see living here and helping with him when it's not good(mentally and physically). I don't think he's just going to die in a week or anything but I just don't know how things will play out and it's weird. I don't have regrets about not being in his life the past 23 years and I wouldn't change a thing. I know there's 3 sides to every story but I know what I know and that's enough for me. I do hope that Sophia gets jewelry that belonged to my grandmother and his wife doesn't pass it down to her side of the family. If they even have anything left after the legit waited at the pawn shop to open 4 hours after my grandfather died to pawn things.

Anyways we went to Patrick's basketball game today and he did good. It was a good game up until the end . We thought the other team tied with a 3 pointer but the kid was traveling so Patrick's team won. He gave me two hugs in front of his team and I will take all the hugs because I know it will embarrass him soon enough.

My knee and foot have been on and off hurting. I got a new Epsom salt that I saw on tik Tok and it really helped. For some reason my tik Tok has been a lot of lupus focused things showing. I don't even say that word if I don't have to so seeing it pop up so much isn't my jam.

Sophia took a picture of me and lil L snuggling and I hate myself. I feel like such a failure. I'm so disappointed in myself and really miss using the treadmill like I used to. I'm dreading turning 35 I think I might head up North solo and just be alone for a bit.

[tsukasa-writes]

It's me yume again! So recently my brother and his class play was a success and now the grade 10 and 9 were practicing together and I'm going to watch his play on a Friday and their teacher byakuya togami also sanka’s dad and Sonia nevermind the queen of novelist (or whatever it was called)been teaching and practicing with them non-stop some of their class were interrupted with their practice even yuki and these two twins named moonbow and sunbow asahina were with him practicing with him they were the “white knights” and they were the defenders of the kingdom the asahina twins were at our house to practice and their mom aoi asahina was their

“Now all you kids need to say is we are the knights of white!” Said my dad yume was considered handsome as a knight by moonbow while they were practicing. I saw a old photo album with kirir cause why not? We saw a picture of kirir’s mom(natsumi)as the white knight and even my dad hajime was a white knight and there was their king which there wasn't any other good king) and her butler was kirir’s sister sakyu and the advisor was manachi

….

I was surprised to see tsukasa tenma a troupe performancer who still is he's a traveling actor and had a kid named suta who was just a middle schooler they were helping the kids practice as I…uh don't know…

(Yuki’s pov)

I was practicing waving my sword I got and it's pretty heavy you ask me I was with sanka and manachi there was the asahina twins and ,tsuki,our director and narrator he was super bossy about the play making sure everything was okay and good he wanted to impress tsukasa and I'll admit I want to impress him too as time flew by the last practice I was improving knowing all my moves my other classmates were doing good I was such a good leader fufu I'm such a good leader :) enough of that, at the end of the day me and manachi were cleaning up the theater room “okay breathe manachi…” he took a big sigh and started saying his lines “you're doing good mana you'll good don't worry!” I said as I headed out

…

The next day my family and my aunt and uncle were there, I was excited my dad's and my lil sis wished me good lucked I saw tsukasa and suta talking to some of the parents

“Okay kids are you ready?” Mr. Togami said in a stern said we all said “yes!” As we did the play started and tsukasa and suta were there watching being excited

…

As the play went by we were going good the whole plot that the kingdom of white has been in war with the kingdom of black, the king aka sanka asked for three bodyguards for her the advisor manachi got me,moonbow and sunbow as her guards but however the queen gets kidnapped by the knights of black “oh no! The queen!” I Said in a dramatic voice “we must save her!”

“Yea as we are the…” moonbow said raising her sword as we all said in unison “we are the knights of white!”

…(Narrator pov)

Tsuki was breathing heavily “everything is going by the script all and Mr tenma is pleased by the play…” as the scene where yuki saved sanka from the knights of black and had a nice moment together but the part where manachi and yuki were going to have a tension….

“Yuki…you need to understand…”

“What understand…?”

“You need to understand…”

Tsuki said his lines of the narrator “the knight stared at the queen’s advisor

“You need to protect the queen not fall in love with her

“Eh?! What do you mean?!”

Just as Manachi was about to talk he couldn't say anything at all (oh no oh no I think I forgot my lines!”

Hajime realized that he put his hand on his chin “dad do you know what's going on?” Yume said, shaking his hand, “Yes, it looks like the advisor needs to tell the lead knight he can't love the queen since y'know he's a knight?” He said manachi widen his eyes realizing what hajime said

“(Ah! yes!)You can't fall in love with the queen, you're a knight!”

“huh?!” yuki went back to talking

“I see the way you look at her! You can't fall in love with her”

“but… I love her…”

“If you truly love her…let her go”

The scene was finished as the next scene played out without manachi

“Manachi, did you forget your lines?!” Tsuki said looking a bit angry

“Yes…” he muttered a bit

“If it wasn't for Mr Hajime then the show could have flopped!”

“Ye-yea I'm sorry I'll do my best next scenes”

….

The rest of the play went perfectly well,the last scene with manachi was the part where manachi talks with sunbow for the last time before the part where yuki gets kidnapped by the black knights

“shizu… listen…” manachi took a deep breath “I loved you since you arrived but…I know I couldn't”

Sunbow fixed manachi’s hair “I love you too my dear”

The part where manachi was going to talk but… then (what was the line again?!”) manachi dropped to floor stuttering”no no I forgot my lines!”

The crowd muttered in surprise “was this apart of the play?” Tsukasa and suta were worried about manachi,manachi's mom mikan was about to get manachi

“Ummm the knight and the advisor had a nice moment and uhh there's part two tomorrow good night!” Yuki stepped in and cut the curtains as the members of the play went out into the backstages as tsukasa,suta,hajime and fuyuhiko,yume, mahiru (tsuki’s mother)went to the backstage

“What was that all about?!” Tsuki said, putting his hand into a fist and yuki trying to calm things down “you just forgot your lines!”

“I'm sorry I'm sorry!” Manachi pleading

“You just ruined the play. I can't believe this! You made the play look weak!”

“Tsuki please calm down!” Sunbow said in a slightly panicking voice

“Shut up!” He said directly at him “I can't believe you said you practiced day and night but then you ruined everything for us!”

Byakuya ran to them

“Dad!” Sanka said running to him “so you practiced day and night just to ruin everything for us?!”

“Tsuki!” Said yuki angrily as Manachi ran away

“I can't believe you said that to him”

“So? He ruined everything for us”

“Everything? Mess up one scene and its ruined”

“The look on mister tenma’s face said so!” tsuki got closer to yuki,Yuki looked disappointed

“Listen tsuki you're not one to do this..”

“this is supposed to be a chance to impress my idol!”

“Impress? So you didn't care how manachi felt he was anxious and you know what happens when that happens,in your eyes you don't care if someone doesn't feel comfortable as long your satisfy” yuki turned around but said something “you'll never impress someone with that attitude” fuyuhiko and hajime saw yuki “dad,father let's go I don't think I want to continue the play” “oni-chan..”

Knights of white part 2

Yume's pov

Eek! Oh my god, my brother's play went terrible manachi got anxious and had a mini breakdown on stage. Not only that my brother and his classmates got into an argue,next day I couldn't find yuki. Where is he?

…(Narrator pov)

After the disaster at the theater room yuki and the others avoided tsuki for a while until today yuki found tsuki “you're lucky I don't hold grudges for too long..” yuki said kicking his legs in the water “y'know my dad use to have something similar to your situation” tsuki looked at him “really?” “Yea he told my little sister once and he told her that when he used to be in a play he got mad at uncle kazuichi simply because a robot of his malfunction”

“Yea I'm pretty sure he got mad because he didn't got to kiss my father”

“That's not true!” A voice was heard by them it was yuki’s parent hajime and fuyuhiko alongside yume

….(Yuki’s pov)

So tsuki had a talk with tsukasa tenma telling him he was impressed and he reminded him of himself which he was glad

…

Manachi and tsuki had a talk. manachi wanted to make tsuki proud and sanka was holding a grudge slightly maybe because she wanted to smooch me fufu~ but other then that we redo the play with the help of the tenma family and our parents

….

“My queen , me and my knights will swear to protect you!” Sanka was a bit nervous but smooch me on the cheek fufu after the whole thing tsukasa was impressed by us and tsuki wa happy hehe!

(I think I given up half way cause like I literally erased half of the stuff I was putting her)

[ladyazulina]

Birthday(s)

So, after my Birthday's Eve post, I thought I should do one about the birthday per se, as a minimum. But I can't really talk about my twenty-fifth birthday without sharing my perspective—not about birthdays in general, but—about my birthday. So here it comes.

I don't remember ever liking it, but that's not even fair because I don't remember most of them.

I know it was properly celebrated when I was a child, things were different then, and proof of it was in memories shared from my mom and a unsuccessfully erased pink eight-shaped silhouette of the foam sculpture that was atop my cake that year from the wall. I have grown up with that shape still carving my wall. But one thing that has always shaped my day was sadness. From different sources:

I grow up without my dad. My mom kicked him out when I was six because he was still cheating on her, and one of the first things I remember around my birthday is from one year later if I'm not mistaken (and I can be), being in this weird and unknown place with this kid almost one year younger than me that I didn't like and this woman that tried to be nice to me. My half-sister's birthday is, in fact, 28 days earlier than mine. And I've seen my dad in them. What he had left in mine was this awful feeling and a craving for ice cream, which also made me sad because it was the go-to thing to do during the scarce moments of my teen years when he came to spend time with us.

My mom did the best she could, I know that, but I still grew to be a quiet, timid, and reserved kid. It didn't go well socially for me in school, and my birthday has always been on winter break or right away the last day of exams. There was one year, after a circle of friends adopted me and did their best to take me out of my shell, that my classmates allegedly threw the Christmas party in my honor because of my fourteenth birthday. The friends ambushed me on the last day of classes and made me call my mom to have her permission to go to the sleepover in the house of one of them, I didn't want to go but didn't feel brave enough to be honest, so I went against my wishes. They dolled me up, took away my glasses, put on makeup I didn't want, (created me a Facebook account), and we went all together to the party. I didn't like the food and there were two cakes I didn't touch, one with a picture of the gang of the person giving the house, and one with "all the classmates". I hope you assumed I wasn't in either, so it was hard to believe that it was even 1/3 for me. The worst part is that my house was close to the one where the party was held, but I wasn't able to be left out to go to my house, so I had to go through the sleepover anyway. (It was 2012, I believed the world was ending on December 21st, and was mad because my lil sister was sad with me, not being able to give me the gift she chose for me.)

I don't remember when I noticed I didn't like cakes (unless they're homemade), give me ice cream instead. But I think I was adamant after that party about not wanting any birthday party for myself. Brace yourselves: the year after I had a surprise party. Yearly, we have my mother-side family gathering for Christmas, so some particular characters of the family decided to use that gathering to give me a party I vehemently said I didn't want. People not excited or interested in my birthday. Wifi cut out because my sister was mad at me for wanting to chat with my boyfriend. Three rented adult dresses to change into. Makeup to bear. Five to ten centimeters of heels to break my feet with. Lots of photos, with the one using a white dress making me look like a bride with my cousin of life seeming my spouse. Of course I smiled and feigned happiness and let them drag me in whatever, my mom asked. But I took off as soon as I was able, knowing that not even that was for me.

Goddess, that sounds kind of sad.

Two years ago, my dad decided to take me on a trip for my birthday, with all his daughters (my sisters and his other two). A tourist destination. A rented house. Three days, two nights. Walking day and night. Going to beaches. Looking and sightseeing. It wasn't a trip made for me because I don't like any of that, my half-sisters do, the planners of the trip. It was cold, the water was freezing, and we didn't have a lot of sun. I discovered my birthday was only an excuse for them to go there again, and for my dad to unload one night some of the burden eating him from inside. It wasn't nice, but I still hold onto the fact that at least the rented house was nice.

All of that made me reconsider that having a vendetta against my birthday was only making me suffer, so last year I started planning to make me look at it better.

I didn't have a lot of time to do something grand, but I asked friends and some groups I felt comfortable talking to, to do something nice for me on the day (it could have been something as little as just spending some time talking with me), because that was the important part. It wasn't a good day, but thanks to their help, it wasn't totally bad. I decided then to have a date with myself the next year.

This year. Two days ago.

I'm not sure if I said everything I wanted to say about birthdays here, it feels like a rant and some reminiscences, but I'm short of words, so I should do you a favor and just stop. The summary is that I never liked my birthday and the feeling just increased with every attempt, but I'm trying to give it a 180º for myself, and this is the second year trying.

And I'll come back soon to talk about my Birthday Spree, so don't tune off.

[lostgirlwendy]

"Regardless who it is, I'm happy for her. But, of course, it's more fun to have mutual friends to hang out with, too," she agreed. Though Wendy hadn't overlapped with dating Phil as Lil was with her ex-boyfriend, she of course had heard all about how tumultuous that experience had been for his sister. It was nice to see her happy after having such a devastating previous relationship. "It'll be a fun night, I think." If it was anything like the time when they'd gone out with Sharpay and Troy before, she was certain it would be enjoyable, albeit probably vastly different from the kind of nights spent in at the boys' apartment.

It was with a light laugh that Wendy pictured the scene, knowing all too well herself that Peter tended to drop out of nowhere. It would be strange, not keeping an eye open for him now that he was gone. "He does that," she confirmed, a smile cracking through her nerves. It was admittedly an interaction she hadn't expected to occur before he left, but Peter did have a tendency to insert himself where he arguably shouldn't. How was she to explain a decade-long infatuation with Peter, only to eventually choose to be with someone else in the end?

The grin wiped clean from her face, Wendy, for once, found herself struggling to tell a story. Suddenly losing her appetite, she set her half of sandwich on her plate as she pondered just where to even begin. "Peter and I are friends," she started, "that's all it's always been. For a really long time, I wanted it to be more." Wendy paused, waiting for an immediate reaction. "I'd never felt the way I felt about Peter about any other boy. But, he'd never felt the way I did, and I think ... everything changed when I met you, Phil. It was the first time Peter cared about me in that way, and it was so strange, to have everything from him change so quickly," she admitted. "I think he was jealous, honestly, that the attention I'd placed on him for so long had been shifted to you. I never wanted to hurt either of you, and as much as I'd needed time to think about all that you'd told me, about your past, I also had to think about how I'd felt. I don't think it was necessarily picking, because what I really had been thinking about the whole time was whether I was over how I'd felt for him enough to give us a fair chance. And, I was. I am. Any time I'd spent with him in the past, when we were together, nothing happened, I promise you." Whether that had been everything Peter had told him, or excess, Wendy didn't care: he deserved to know, and she likely should've told him sooner. "I'm sorry I didn't say all this a long time ago. I should've told you from the very start."

“Yeah,” he confirms with a grin, both excited to meet the girl he’s heard so much about and also happy that Wendy had remembered that fact about her. “They went to the same high school together and now they work together on Sharpay’s music. I don’t really know how Lil even met her, honestly, but it’s cool.” It also made Phil happy that his sister had indeed found another person he’d never hooked up with before in any way, knowing she constantly liked to complain about how seemingly impossible it felt to do just that.

He doesn’t know what he exactly expected her to say when he dropped Peter’s name, but he does take notice of the way she seems to tense once the other boy was mentioned. Just moments ago, he hadn’t really thought he had much to worry about, only planning to bring it up out of genuine curiosity and the need to have some kind of answer from Wendy herself, but now he can’t help feeling like maybe there was more to this story than even Peter had told him. “He kind of just… dropped out of a tree and started talking,” he admits with a chuckle, only half forced. “And he told me he’s leaving, which I really hadn’t expected. He wants me to look out for you… But he also mentioned something about the fact that you well picked me over him?” The boy had gone into more detail than just that, but Phil wanted to wait to give her the chance to explain her own side before seemingly like he was accusing her of anything.

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please tell me more about annette's mom and uncle having an affair this is hilarious lkfjglfdjglkdjl did he sang serenades to her did they have long walks on the beach did she gift him an embroidered handkerchief for him to keep in his breast pocket always

OKAY OKAY

so, Gustave's runs away to the church for what? Ten years? And before that, like Annette says (in her support with Dimitri I think?) he's not around much bc he's busy at Fhirdiad anyway.

And Annette and her mother stay with her dad's brother, the baron -- who explicitly tells Gustave he'll look after his wife:

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(oh you "swear" you'll "protect her", do you? 🤨😳)

And obviously this means nothing in reality, bc that's his sister in law so makes sense he's giving her somewhere to live while his brother neglects his family duties. BUT NEVERTHELESS I don't think it's a stretch to imagine something might have happened between Baron Dominic and Mama Dominic (rip the mothers of Fodlan god i wish you had names).

Like, picture this. Your husband has abandoned you and your daughter (possibly with no word? I don't remember if he actually tells anyone where he's gone and that he's chaged his name?). You're worried for your future -- any income from his job is a knight is gone, the Dominics don't own much land, and they're in we-have-no-money-and-our-land-is-cold-Faerghus, so the family of the 2nd brother probably isn't mega flushed with cash. Then, your daughter announces she wants to go to the School of Sorcery in Fhirdiad, so you'll be alone too. Lonely and uncertain about your future.

BUT. Your kindly brother in law, who looks reasonably similar to his brother, swoops in and tells you: hey, don't worry! You can stay with me! I'll fund your daughter's academics! I'll look after you both!! I'm sorry my brother's a deadbeat dad!

So he's got those features that attracted you to your husband. He's sweet, he's reassuring, he's offering you safety. Maybe he's not married? Maybe the spouse isn't in the picture? So you inevitably get pretty comfortable with him. Pretty close to this kind man who's been so good to you and such a rock in this storm. ARE YOU GONNA ACCIDENTALLY BE REALLY INTO THIS MAN? THIS DASHING HERO WHO SWOOPED IN TO SAVE YOU? MAYBE SO.

Like. What did he mean by this. What did he mean by this, hm Baron Dominic? Is that reason, maybe, the lovely and buxom ms dominic who u have, over these past ten years, fallen very much in love with? Do you maybe have a little resentment towards your brother for leaving her for so long? For throwing her away like that? Maybe enough resentment to feel comfortable enough raising your blade against him? Well.

They OF COURSE had long walks along the beach. Maybe they visit the Rhodos Coast when Annette's at the school of sorcery. Maybe he serenades her on the sands, maybe he praises her fortitude and beauty. Maybe, when Annette skips off to the Officer's Academy, Mama Dominic finally feels like she doesn't have to hide the truth from her daughter, so she feels safe enough to embroiders their initials onto a pretty little handkerchief for the baron to keep in his breast pocket, like two moonstruck teenagers. MAYBE THEY FOUND COMFORT IN EACH OTHER.

Also I just think this is so funny and awkward for Annette. Like, she has no idea until she comes back home after the battle at GM. This has been going on for several years and she was like, completely clueless bc she's been BUSY yknow, studying. So she rocks up back at home (putting aside the probable trauma from the whole. beginning of a war thing. bc that actually makes this quite sad and i'm going for levity rn) AND HER MUM AND UNCLE HAVE SHACKED UP LIKE. Just lets herself back in only to see her mother and uncle just sharing a lil kissy in the drawing room. babe i am so, deeply sorry. An extra trauma you don't need actually

Also, I know that Mama Dominic has game. I know in my heart that she does. She deserves to be cherished and get laid i think.

Also I just think this is so funny and awkward for Annette. Like, she has no idea until she comes back home after the battle at GM. This has been going on for several years and she was like, completely clueless bc she's been BUSY yknow, studying. So she rocks up back at home (putting aside the probable trauma from the whole. beginning of a war thing. bc that actually makes this quite sad and i'm going for levity rn) AND HER MUM AND UNCLE HAVE SHACKED UP LIKE. Just lets herself back in only to see her mother and uncle just sharing a lil kissy in the drawing room. babe i am so, deeply sorry. An extra trauma you don't need actually

Also I just think this is so funny and awkward for Annette. Like, she has no idea until she comes back home after the battle at GM. This has been going on for several years and she was like, completely clueless bc she's been BUSY yknow, studying. So she rocks up back at home (putting aside the probable trauma from the whole. beginning of a war thing. bc that actually makes this quite sad and i'm going for levity rn) AND HER MUM AND UNCLE HAVE SHACKED UP LIKE. Just lets herself back in only to see her mother and uncle just sharing a lil kissy in the drawing room. babe i am so, deeply sorry. An extra trauma you don't need actually.

Also I just think this is so funny and awkward for Annette. Like, she has no idea until she comes back home after the battle at GM. This has been going on for several years and she was like, completely clueless bc she's been BUSY yknow, studying. So she rocks up back at home (putting aside the probable trauma from the whole. beginning of a war thing. bc that actually makes this quite sad and i'm going for levity rn) AND HER MUM AND UNCLE HAVE SHACKED UP LIKE. Just lets herself back in only to see her mother and uncle just sharing a lil kissy in the drawing room. babe i am so, deeply sorry. An extra trauma you don't need actually.

[tblsomedoodles]

now we know about them, you have me interested in the two children, ugh

so, if we are bacing anything off the comics, which we don't need to, one of the O'neil-Jones children would technically be Casey Marie (Casey Jr) so thats uhh... uhm

but i can def imagine like a family tree hw assignment with pictures and the 03 turts are all listed as april's siblings, but there are no pictures, and something happens. like, they know angie since they are lil babies, one of em has to slip up.

And then, theyre cousin is gone, big sad and then 2 years later he shows up with 6 more (Cassandra is totally their sister) cousins in toe and three of them have the same names as their parents.

i am def thinking way too much about the backround characters-

Hell yes! I love Casey Marie! I only know her from "The Last Ronin" so if she's in anything else i do not know, but yeah! (also the fact that Rise and 03 would have both opposite but matching Casey & Casey Jr sets would be fantastic. Like 03: Male Casey, female Casey Jr. Rise: Female Casey, male Casey Jr.) (another fun fact, 03 Casey's name is Arnold Casey Jones jr. So technically he is the Jr, even though they'd call his daughter Jr despite her actually not being a Jr lol. I'm making this more complicated than it has to be but it's so silly i can't not)

But the oldest would definitely just be Casey Marie. The youngest would probably be a little girl as well, simply because Casey being a proud dad with two daughters would be just very, very cute.

That family tree assignment is adorable! I could see one of them putting it together and adding the 03 boys as their uncles without consulting their parents or anything. So April just comes over to see how they're doing and is just "But i don't have any siblings-oh. I stand corrected." and she just kinda realizes that's basically what the boys are to her at this point. somewhat annoying little brothers.

And yes, those girls would definitely talk about Angie like all the time when they were small. Luckily none of the adults really take them seriously, thinking the their "turtle cousin Angie" is just an imaginary friend they share. but it still makes April and Casey panic a bit whenever one of the girls tries to talk about the turtles to someone not in the loop. It would take years for them to understand that their uncles and cousin's mere existence is a secret they shouldn't talk about.

But then Angie, their cousin and closest friend, is just gone. They'd be 12 and 8 by then, old enough to understand they're probably never going to see him again. And that hurts. But then! two years later, he's back! he's alright, alive, and brings an entire army of new cousins for them to cause chaos with. (is it a little confusing that the human cousins have the same names? yes. Do they care, hell no. the more the marrier lol. who cares about the technicalities when there's chaos to cause : ) )

Oh, i just had a thought! a young Angie who just started his more serious ninja training, trying to teach Casey Marie what he's learned! but eventually the adults catch on and are like, "As sweet as it is that you're trying to teach your cousin Ninjutsu, maybe you should leave it to Leo." And Leo ends up with a second (and eventually 3rd) student. (probably only a few times a week, not every day like Angie but still.) It means Angie wouldn't learn it alone.

Also just realized i never named the youngest Jones child. So, after consulting a Random name generator, her name is Jackie (short for Jacklyn but they only ever call her Jackie.) So Casey Marie and Jackie. (how am i so attached to these two and they only just got names? wow.)

Thank you! i hadn't thought much on them before so going into it a bit was really, really cool.

[libraryofloveletters]

so cute fic request. You are Maddie's OBGYN and at every appointment she insists to set you up with Buck, you deny her and finally one say yes just to be quiet and you meet what a great guy Buck is

The Set Up

Evan Buckley x Reader

Warnings: mentions of pregnancy and doctors offices, reader wears makeup, alcohol and the consumption of

Category: Straight Up Fluff 

Word Count: 2.6k

Author’s Note: here's a lil late v-day present for y’all :) 

Part 2: Dispatch: Labour in Progress 

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“How does the baby look ?” Maddie was laid back, her eyes on the monitor. “Perfect, a perfect little baby” you smile at her as you hand her a towel to wipe up the gel. 

“How many copies would you like ?” you turn towards the ultrasound machine. 

“As many as you'd give me” she laughed, pulling her shirt back down. 

“Dad’s working ?” you asked, leaning back in the chair. “Yeah, he’s been trying to get off a day to come with me” she sits up, pulling out her phone. 

Maddie was one of your favourite patients, she was a sweetheart and always happy, regardless of what was happening, you didn't know how she did it. She began showing you a few pictures of the nursery and two guys who were in the picture. The first guy was Chimney, who was the baby’s father and Maddie’s boyfriend, the two of you had met at a previous appointment and the other guy, who you hadn't meant yet but felt like you had, was her brother Evan or Buck, which is what he went by. 

“You know, if you want to just come in one day when he's off work, we can just do a regular check-up just so he can see. It doesn’t have to be anything special for you to come in” 

“You’d do that ?” 

“Of course I would, between me and you, you’re my favourite patient” 

Maddie smiled at you, “so,” she gave you a look, “since I am your favourite patient, would you also go on a date with Buck ?” she asked, you nearly choked on your coffee. Maddie had a habit of trying to set you up with her brother. She did it often but it still caught you off guard each time. You coughed, “Maddie, no.” you laughed, “that would be unprofessional” 

“Oh come on, take a risk y/n. Life goes on and one date won't kill you” 

“Who said I’m looking ?” 

“Please, you are. You can't lie to me” she smiled, you shook your head. “Still a no Maddie” you handed her the copies of the ultrasound. “If you do want to do the ultrasound when he’s home, just give me a call” you smiled at her and she got up. “I will, thank you”

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A few weeks later and Maddie was back in your office. “Good afternoon momma,” you were looking at the files as you walked in, pushing the door shut with your foot. Taking a seat on your little spinny chair, you look up when Maddie says good morning back to you. 

“Oh Chimney, it’s nice to see you” you smile as you shake the gel bottle. 

“Yeah,” he chuckled, “it’s good to be here” 

You hand him the gel bottle, he looked at you with brows furrowed. “You’re a paramedic, aren't you ? Go ahead” you chuckle as you turn the ultrasound machine on. “How are you feeling ?” you ask, “good actually, thanks for asking” Chim answers you. 

“I’m glad to hear that but I was asking Maddie” Chim’s mouth forms an O and he nods, Maddie smiles at him. “I’m good, baby’s good too. Kicking a lot recently. Especially when I drink orange juice” she chuckled. 

“And still just the one cup of coffee ?”

“Yeah, he won’t let me have anymore” she groans 

“Good, as he should be. You’re lucky I agreed to the one cup Maddie, you know I rather if you didn’t” 

“Ugh,” she groaned and rolled her eyes, “not you too” 

“I’m your doctor, it's my job to remind you unfortunately” 

Maddie sighs and rolls her eyes once again. You get what she meant, you couldn’t be pregnant and not have coffee, pregnancy is exhausting as it is, imagine it without coffee. “you know how to use an ultrasound machine right ?” you look over at Chimney, who was looking rather confused. 

”I do, why ?” 

“Would you like to do it ?” 

“Really ?” 

“Yeah, I let the dads have a chance to do it sometime. Makes them feel a little more involved” 

“I'd love too” 

You hand him the wand and step back, you watch as he rolls it across her belly. It was always sweet when the fathers came to the appointment, even more so when they're involved. 

“Y/n?” 

“Yes Maddie?” 

“Will you go on a date with Buck ?” She smiled sweetly at you, Chim looked at her, half shocked and half confused. 

“If I say yes to one date, will you quit bugging me about it ?” 

“Of course, just one date is all I’m asking for” 

“Does he know you’re setting him up ?” 

“Yeah- well no ? but he won't mind. It's part of my job as his sister” 

“Maddie, I have siblings as well, you don't see me setting them up” 

“Yeah yeah, that’s fine” 

Chim turned to you. “everything looks good doc” 

“Then we’re all done. Just hit print on the machine and you’ll get the pictures” 

Maddie wiped the gel off her stomach. She took a pen from the desk and scribbled a number down before handing the paper to you. “That’s his number, just message him” 

“You’re setting me up and I have to message him too ?” 

“Oh come on, you’ll be fine. Thank you for this and I'll be expecting details at my next appointment!” She gave you a smile before walking out. Chim looked at you, “I’m sorry I didn't know she was going to do that.” You laughed, “it's okay, she’s not the first person to do that. You should catch up with her though, she walks really fast for a pregnant lady” you chuckle, Chim smiled and walked out to find Maddie. You had some time to kill before your next appointment, you looked down at the paper in your hand. 

Do you text or not ? Wouldn't that be creepy ? Like oh hey, I'm your sister’s doctor let's go on a date.

You know what ? 

Screw it, what’s the worst that could happen. 

To Buck: Hey, I'm y/n. Your sister gave me your number, hope this isn't weird. She's been trying to set me up with you for months, thought we’d hit it off haha

God that was so stupid. Why the hell did you put haha ?

From Buck: Hey, it’s cool. She’s weird like that. What’s up ?

Oh shit, he answered. 

To Buck: Just at work, how about you ?

From Buck: Same thing 

Wait what do I say now ? Do you ask him out ? 

From Buck: Hope this isn't too forward of me or anything like that, but maybe you’d wanna grab a drink tonight ? Only if you’re free

Guess you don't have to ask him now 

To Buck: Yeah, that sounds good. Pick a place and let me know ? I’m off at 4 so anytime after that is fine. 

From Buck: I’m off at 6, how about 7 at the bar on Main Street ? 

To Buck: sounds good, see you then 

It was now 3:30 and Maddie was your last patient of the day. There was no harm in leaving now. After putting away your files and replying to a few emails from patients, you headed out. Only one issue you had when you got home was what to wear. 

Well so you thought. 

Taking a shower was the easy part, trying to do your hair and makeup with only 2 hours left, was a bit of a hassle. First disaster of the night was too much mousse in your hair, making it sticky and tacky. Washing it out, you managed to set it the way you like. The powder compact had fallen onto the floor, you hoped it wasn’t broken, turns out hope isn't enough. The other powder you had was far too light for your complexion right now and you decide against makeup for the night. 

Let him meet the bare you, you can wow him next time, if there is a next time. 

Deciding on a simple outfit, a white shirt that fit you nicely and a pair of black pants that went along with it. In your head, it seemed boring but in the mirror, it looked much better. Walking into the kitchen, there was a half drunk glass of wine from the night before.

Stale wine or nervous wreak ? Stale wine it is. 

You down the wine, spilling some onto your shirt. “Are you kidding-” groaning and turning back to the room, you end up changing your entire outfit. A pair of blue jeans and a black top that fit you in all the right places. One more look in the mirror and a hand through your hair, you headed out the door. 

It didn't take you long to arrive at the bar, as you only lived a few minutes off Main Street. You had seen Buck from the countless pictures Maddie had shown you so it didn’t take long to spot in at a table in the corner either. 

“Hey” you walked over, a smile on your face. He stood up, “Hi! you must be y/n” he leaned in for a hug, you mirrored his actions. “I am, it’s nice to meet you” 

The two of you sat across from each other and there was a bottle of beer in front of you. Buck spoke up when he noticed you noticing the bottle, “I ordered for you, I hope that's alright- you can order something else” 

“It’s fine, thank you” you take a sip, not your usual choice in drink but you didn't need to complain either. There was some silence for a while, not uncomfortable but not comfortable either. Anyone that passed by could tell it was a first date, if you could even call it that. 

“How do you know Maddie ?” he asks, you smile at him and take a sip of the beer before answering him. 

“I’m her OB” 

“Her ?” Buck had a confused expression on his face. 

“Her doctor, her obstetrician actually” 

“Oh for baby Buckley” he nodded. 

“Yeah, she's been bugging me about you since we’ve met actually. She’s sweet but she’s persistent” you chuckle and Buck gives you a smile, “that’s my sister” 

The night went by rather quickly, the two of you sharing work stories. Buck told you about the time he worked a full moon and they responded to a call at a yoga class only to have 3 women go into labour simultaneously. 

“It was the full moon I swear! I tried to tell Bobby but he didn't listen to me!” he said, laughing. 

You nodded and laughed too, “no, it’s true. I've had so many full moon babies. I never book off full moons because I know someone is going to go into labour”

“Thank you! Someone gets what I mean!”

You then told him about the time you filled in for your colleague, he told you it was supposed to be a regular birth but turns out it was quadruplets. It was nice to find someone who understood your weird work schedule. The two of you shared stories until the waitress came over to tell you that they’d be closing in a few minutes. It was a little past midnight when she came over, the two of you decided to call it a night and head out together. 

“How are you getting home ?” he asked you, you walked with him over to his Jeep that was parked down the street. “I’ll just walk, I don’t live too far from here” 

“No” he stated while shaking his head 

“No ?” you questioned him, your brows furrowed as you looked at the man in front of you.

“I invited you out, at least let me take you home. It’s late too, it won't be right to let you walk home by yourself” 

“Are you sure ? I don't want you to go out of your way” 

“Oh no it’s cool, c’mon” 

He opened the door for you like the gentlemen he is and then got in after. “Which way my darling ?” he gave you a cheesy smile which made you chuckle. “A left at the next light and the brown building is me” you leaned back in the seat. It was quiet as he drove down the street, you looked over at him and admired him. From the way his hand rested on his wheel to the little smile on his face, even to the birthmark above his eye. 

“It's rude to stare” 

“Can't help myself, you're pretty” 

Oh shit, did you just-

Buck looked over at you, a wicked little smile on his face. “You think I’m pretty ?” 

You could feel the blush on your face, “uh- well- um I guess ?” 

“I think you more than guess that but whatever you say” he smiled 

Buck pulled into the building parking lot, he stopped and his head hit the seat as he leant back. Looking over at you, “let me walk you up ?” 

“You’ve already done enough, it's fine” 

“It’s fine. Come on” he got out, you mirrored his actions. Buck followed behind you as the two of you made your way up to your apartment. Unlocking the door, you stepped in and he stood by the door. 

“Do you want to come in ?” setting your keys on the counter, you look back at the man who was leaning against the doorframe. 

“I’d love too but I've got the first shift. Maybe another time ?” 

“Yeah, that’s fine” walking back over to him, you stood in front of him. Even with him leaning, he still towered over you. 

“I had a nice time tonight” you say, he nods. “I did too. Maybe we can do this again sometime ?” 

“I'd like that” 

“Okay.” he smiles, “well, good night then y/n” 

“Good night Buck” standing on your toes, you go to kiss his cheek but it seems he had the same idea, both of you turning your heads at the same time and your lips were on his. Buck’s hand cupped your face for the few moments your lips were on his. When you pulled away, Buck had a slight red tint on his face, a blush or simply could have been the heat coming from your apartment, either way you were sure you looked the same way. 

“How does Saturday sound ? Noon for lunch if you’re free ?” he breaks the silence.

"Saturday sounds perfect” 

Buck smiled at you once more, he turned and began walking back to the elevator. He stopped in the middle of the hallway, turning back once again and walked towards your door.  He leaned down and gave you one more kiss. Laughing at the sweetheart that was now smiling at you from the other end of the hallway, you watched as he stepped on the elevator and then shut your door. 

Outside of your building was a happy Buck who skipped his way over to his car, his keys twirling on his finger with a big grin on his face. As he got into his car, he sent his sister a text message. 

To Maddie: You seem to know me better than I think, thank you. 

Upstairs, there was a similar scene, a happy you skipping their way to bed with a smile on their face. As you laid in bed, you too sent a text message to Maddie. 

To Maddie: Your match making efforts have worked, thank you. 

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[jinkicake]

👀👀 I can def sneak you this Xiao x reader x zhongli fic that has been rent free in my head all month and albedo is so😭like calling him cute is not enough!! I need to suck his dick till he starts crying 😔 also same w sucrose too she’s literally so adorable and I need to kiss her cheeks like there is no other option. Almost every character in this game has a grip on me and I’m just living like this @ this point? Like I’ll see hot fanart if scaramouche and I’m like,,, maybe I can fix him… and I’m not regretting I choose aether bc he’s my boy and I will never turn my back on him! But abyss Prince aether,,,, like idk men who are evil and mean are hot and I’m not going to pretend they’re not!! Like something about him seducing lumine’s friend into helping him achieve his goal is💦 like also same w lumine like aether I’m sorry but I’m sleeping w your hot unhinged evil sister😔 and like zhongli in his morax era where he was some evil blood thirsty god who was just fucking people up( SHDJS IN INEOF THE ARTIFACT DESCRIPTIONS IT SSYS HE WAS THROWING MOUNTAINS @ VENTI LIKE DAMN THE ELDERLY ARE FIGHTING!!) And his statue is literally naked w like a sheet on it….. now not saying my theory about fucking his people are true buuuut🤔 like he knows a lot about the herbs hat grow in Liyue and tea n shit so he def knows what plants increase fertility. People weren’t sad that morax died bc he was their good they were sad bc they wouldn’t get to fuck that good again like yanfei is half adepti and we never even hear about her parents sooooo.👀 and her horn things kinda do look dragon like…. Anyway barbatos was doing the same bc IK he just takes his lil 590 year naps so people don’t recognize the bard around town isn’t aging but he definitely was doing stuff. Bc there are SO many NPC kids without parents are dead parents, like Venti sees a cute passerby and he’s like hmmm Lemme get my dick wet. Like when the milk lady suddenly pregnant w triplets… they don’t say it’s “ a blessing from barbatos for no reason”

PLEASE LEMME SEE i wanna read it,,, I have to!!!

OH, SCARA CANT BE FIXED! But, if you manage it then dont fix him too much bc I want him to stay crazy and psycho! That's my favorite type of character, let him be evil!!! My little puppet!!!!

NO, I LOVE ABYSS PRINCE AETHER!!! Don't get me wrong like I love an evil woman as much as the next but I am a Lumine traveler 4 ever!!!! Something about Aether as the prince is so..... so good!!!

I never heard about venti and zhonglis fights involving the mountain WTFFFFF DID THAT ACTUALLY HAPPEN?! PLEASEEEEE,, why are they so funny T T

Oh, yeah, I adore the statues in Liyue... it was the one I maxed up all the way first bc only the best for shirtless zhongli!

EEEK not the blessing from barbatos T T .... i can't get over how he's called barbatos bc every time i hear it i always picture obey me barbatos..... wow

[izzy-b-hands]

Inspired by the 'Izzy would answer a fake phone if a lil kid handed him one' post.

Doug and Mary have a new kiddo, and after a couple of years the crew is finally able to make it to meet her and see everyone else.

Said two year old is the house welcoming committee, and that means everyone on the crew, including Izzy.

---

Mary and Doug's first together, Wren, was a picture of her mother, but as sociable as Doug. She had spent the first hour of their visit taking time to walk up to everyone, insist they shake her tiny hand, then showing them random things about the house and yard.

But not him, yet.

Izzy didn't mind. He'd helped with younger siblings and knew he probably didn't seem the most friendly to a two year old. Besides, the visit was more for everyone else. He was with because... well, where else would he go? They'd asked him to stay on as quartermaster/first mate, and he'd agreed. It didn't bother him that no one talked to him much aside from stuff they wanted relayed to Ed and Stede, and that even Ed and Stede ignored-

"Hi."

Wren sat beside him on the grass of the yard, arranging her skirt just so, as she'd no doubt watched Mary do before.

"Hello. Can I help you?"

Wren fussed with the large pocket near her waist, clearly sewn on after the original design was done. The slightly crooked stitches suggested Alma had used her sister's pocket as sewing practice.

Finally, she yanked out a crumpled paper and handed it to him. "Read it."

Unfortunately, it was unreadable. Wren had definitely written something on the page, by her scrawls and dots of ink. But it wasn't legible to an adult.

"Is this a letter from Uncle Stede?" Izzy asked instead. "Did he write to tell you about being a pirate?"

Wren's eyes lit up. "Yes, about...big fish!"

Izzy pretended to read the page. "I see that! And Mr. Buttons caught it?"

She giggled and clapped and leaned against him. "Eat fish!"

"We did, because you can't let food go to waste out on a ship," Izzy agreed. "What else did Uncle Stede write about? This bit is about you!"

"Me?!" she slapped her hand against herself in utter shock, and Izzy fought off a giggle.

"Yes, he says here that he's heard so much good about you. That you're good to your mum and dad, play nicely with your sister and brother-"

"Alma," Wren noted. "She so old."

"Your sister isn't old! If your sister is old, then how old must I be?"

She leaned back, studied him carefully, her little brow deeply furrowed. "Seven."

"Seven years old? I don't think I'd mind being seven again," Izzy mused. "But then how old is Alma?"

"Eight?"

He chuckled at that. "Okay. Shall I give you this back?"

He held out the page, but Wren didn't take it.

Instead, she stood up and then promptly sat back down in his lap. "Read it! Please."

"Alright," Izzy said. "Looks like Uncle Stede also wrote about Roach, and an orange cake he made. You remember meeting Roach today?"

She smiled and nodded. Roach had made plenty of treats to bring ashore, and as such had been perhaps the fastest to befriend the kids as a result. Not that Izzy could blame them, Roach had a talent for baked goods and sweets.

"But it used up all the oranges, and that's bad on a ship," Izzy continued. "We eat those to keep from getting sick. Do you know what scurvy is?"

"Oranges icky."

"Well, you'll want to reconsider that or you might learn what scurvy is by experience," Izzy said. "Point is, that meant Uncle Stede and Uncle Ed had to go find more. How do you think they did?"

Wren tapped the paper, as if to encourage him to read on.

--

"Oh," Mary laughed. "Stede, Ed, here."

She was sat on one of the wooden benches Doug had installed in the yard, and motioned them over to it. "Shh, and listen!"

They were just close enough to make out Izzy, with Wren on his lap, telling a wildly embellished version of their quest for more oranges to save the Swede.

"I don't recall you fighting a snake as big as you that day," Stede snorted.

"Well, I don't remember you slaying a giant moth," Ed giggled. "Though you were the one who told Izzy about our treasure hunt."

"And you helped!"

"I think Izzy is doing the embellishing himself because he likes you both, not because he thinks you two forgot to give him those details," Mary whispered with a grin. "Does he have kids? He's so good with her! She hates story time usually, wants to be up and running around, but now look at her!"

Wren had cuddled more into Izzy, not even noticing when he gently folded and tucked the crumpled page back into her pocket. The rest of the 'letter' was simply pulled from the air.

"Lucius saved us both when we picked up the burning map and got set on fire?!" Ed, still listening intently to Izzy, scoffed. "We wouldn't do that!"

"No!" Stede agreed with a frown. "We wouldn't! Izzy!"

Mary shook her head, though not at Izzy. "I'm going to go see if I can help with dinner. You two and the crew mind keeping an eye on Doug and the kids?"

"Surely Doug is here to keep an eye on all of us," Stede said.

Across the yard, Doug stood with Wee John and The Swede, examining a stick of dynamite.

"Or both," Ed suggested, eyes wide at the dynamite now being tossed from person to person in a game of keep away. "We could all keep an eye on one another."

Mary nodded. "Please don't let him blow himself up."

"Of course," Stede said.

But his gaze had turned back to Izzy and Wren, still audible over the breeze.

--

"And that beautiful blue water goes on forever," Izzy continued. "All different shades of it, depending on where you are. Because Uncle Stede and everyone found more oranges, The Swede lived to see the ocean again. Then, he came here to see you all!"

Wren giggled. "More!"

"More! How long was this letter? How many pages? Three, ten?"

"Ten!"

Ten. He would have to start editing and retelling stories from before they'd met Stede. Hopefully she wouldn't notice or care. Or might just fall asleep, any of those options were good.

"Uncle Ed's hair pretty," Wren noted.

"His hair is pretty. Would you like to hear how he used to make me braid it for him?"

"Yeah!"

Izzy smiled at that, and wondered if Stede did the same for Ed now at night. He hoped so.

"Well, part of it was I knew how to do different braids, thanks to my little sister..."

[dishwater-blondie]

Here’s a lil prompt “Nathalie telling Marsha about Mayura”

"Tell me he's a liar, Natasha."

A wild look strains the features of Mariya's face as she stands at the foot of the bed, looking more like Mama than ever before. One arm stretches out towards the door, where Gabriel, with his hands behind his back and his shoulders set rigid and square, stares back at her with unreadable eyes.

"Tell me you don't want anything to do with this. Better yet, tell me you don't even know what I'm talking about."

"I know, Masha," Nathalie murmurs.

She drops her arm. "And?"

"I'm sorry. I know this is hard to take in. But I supported Gabriel in his mission. Anyway that I could."

A low whimper leaves Mariya's throat. She peels her eyes away from Nathalie's face and darts her gaze around the room. "No," she breathes, "No, Natasha. You couldn't have."

"Gabriel means the world to me. He needed my help, and I gave it freely."

Her sister starts to pace, chewing on her thumb nail. "I don't understand. I came to Paris hearing so many stories. Countless stories. Countless terrorist attacks. Th-these supervillains wreaking havoc and - and threatening the balance of the world-"

"The stories are true, Masha, but they don't give the full picture."

"Mayura," she says. Gabriel recognizes the name and looks up. He's been left out of the conversation, unable to understand any of the fast-paced Russian speech shared between the sisters. "Hawk Moth. Shadow Moth."

"He was trying to help somebody," Nathalie tells her. "His wife. His son's mother. There was only one way to help her."

"No, it doesn't add up,” Mariya hisses. “Why so much terror? So much violence?"

"It's behind us. We've given up."

"Monsters, both of you."

Nathalie flinches, a sharp jolt splitting through her chest and then leaving a pervasive ache. Something else - something that may be grief - stirs up like a dust cloud spreading through her system and darkening everything inside of her. Gabriel, though he has no idea what Mariya said, notices the change in Nathalie's demeanor and takes a step towards the bed.

But he doesn't reach her. Mariya tries to leave, and he moves back to block her way again.

"Move," she snaps in French.

"You can't leave until we sort this out," he says.

She tries to shove past him, but Gabriel is impossible to move. He grabs her shoulders and pushes her back, careful not to be too rough. Nonetheless, Mariya is outraged, beating a fist against his chest.

"Let me out!" she yells. "Let me out, mudak!"

"Masha," Nathalie calls, her voice hoarse.

Those blue eyes of hers are electric in her anger, but inside of them, Nathalie can see betrayal too. Betrayal, and some of that dark cloud of grief that's eating her up just as well.

Something is shared between them. Maybe it's a shred of hope. Or some lasting recess of denial. Or the simultaneous realization that the other is the only family they each have left, and they're not ready to lose it yet. Mariya stops struggling against Gabriel and kneels by her older sister's side, one hand tightly, desperately grasping Nathalie's upper arm.

"What did he do to you?" she asks. Tears glimmer at the corners of her eyes. "What did he do? What did he tell you? What did he promise?"

"Masha..."

"Oh, God. Don't tell me this is why you're sick. Don't tell me it's because of him."

"It's not because of him. I made my own choice." Nathalie can't help it. Her vision blurs. She clasps Mariya's hand. "Everything I did, I did because I care about him. Not because he made me. Not because he forced me."

"Look around you, Natasha. You live in his house. You work for him. He provides you everything you have and now you can't even leave on your own? He's made you dependent on him. He's made you need him."

"You don't understand," Nathalie says.

"Haven't you been through enough?"

"It was worth it, Masha."

Her sister recoils in horror. A tear, gray with running eyeliner falls down the sharp line of her cheek bone. She is breathless when she says, "No. Don't tell yourself that."

"I'm telling you."

"Do you think a man like that could ever appreciate you for this?" Mariya demands. Her voice trembles. She curls her hands into fists. "A man who terrorizes a city in the name of - of what? His dead wife? He doesn't care. He's using you. He gives you everything so that you'll have nothing without him. And then he draws you into his schemes, makes you think your worth is - is based off of how much you help him --"

"What is she saying?" Gabriel asks Nathalie, stepping towards them. Mariya springs to her feet and swats him back.

"Gabriel," Nathalie says, and he freezes at the coldness in her tone. "Will you give my sister and I some time to talk in private?"

"Yes, go," growls Mariya.

His eyes flick between them reluctantly, but Nathalie gives him an insistent nod, and slowly, slowly, he reaches for the door and leaves the room.

"Masha." Nathalie's hand fastens around Mariya's wrist, around the collection of metallic bracelets she's wearing and her newest tattoo, a pair of angel wings in the shape of a heart. "Will you listen to me? Will you trust me?"

“I’m so scared for you,” she murmurs.

“I know how this sounds. It’s not a good story. Ideally, you’d never have found out. Gabriel and I are moving on from this. We won’t use the miraculous again.”

“He tried to tell me that, but—”

“Gabriel was trying to help his wife, and I was helping him. But he realized it was putting me in too much danger and he stopped. That’s what I need you to understand. He stopped. For me.”

Mariya stares at Nathalie. Her brow quivers. “Is that what he told you?”

“You don’t know him well. Maybe after today, you don’t want to. I can’t blame you for that. But I know him. I’ve been with him for ten years, and I’ve seen him at his best and at his worst. And Masha, listen to me.” Nathalie takes her sister’s hands in between her own and brings them close to her chest. Mariya’s eyes soften for the first time since the conversation began. In a quiet but clear voice, Nathalie tells her, “He’s one of the few people in my life I ever felt safe around.”

“Natasha…” whispers Mariya.

“Look, I do not expect you to be okay with any of this right away. Maybe you’ll never be at peace with it fully. But I ask of you, from the bottom of my heart, gives us a chance, okay? Give us time.”

Mariya glances at the floor. “I’m sorry I called you a monster.”

“It’s okay.” Nathalie rubs a tear from her cheek with the tip of her thumb. “As long as I still have you as a sister.”

Mariya hugs her. “You still have me.”

Finally, the room falls silent. Locked in an embrace, Nathalie relaxes. She feels herself become lighter. She feels the cloud within dissipate and fade away. She takes a clear breath.

“I love you,” she tells Mariya, for the first time.