#well just you see uma just you fucking see

[willkimurashat]

Oh, you wanna get my li, Uma? May thy knife chip and shatter babes, may thy knife chip and shatter💅

[vanteguccir]

── ୨୧ !　𝗦𝗔𝗨𝗗𝗔𝗗𝗘

　　　　　　　　　　𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒐𝒍𝒐 x reader

SUMMARY: Where Y/N and Matt have a long-distance relationship. After months of not seeing each other, Y/N decides to surprise Matt in LA.

WARNING: None.

REQUESTED?: Yes, from @lizziesx

AUTHOR'S NOTE: That is my work, I DON'T authorize any plagiarism! | English isn't my first language, so I'm sorry if there's any grammar error.

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Y/N sighed in relief as she left her last class of the day, closing her eyes momentarily and thanking that classes always ended early on Friday, before walking again, heading towards the Starbucks on the college campus.

A smile spread across her face when she saw her group of friends already waiting for her at their table, Julia already holding her usual, Caramel Machiatto.

"Oi meninas! (Hi girls!)" Y/N spoke with a smile in her voice, pulling out the reserved chair for herself, hanging her bag on the back of it, and sitting on the seat.

"Oi gatinha, como foi Direito Constitucional? (Hi kitty, how was Constitutional Law?)" Gabriela, who sat on her left, asked as Julia passed the drink to Y/N, who thanked her with a wink before taking a sip.

"Foi um porre, o professor adora pegar no meu pé, mas pelo menos eu tirei nota máxima no trabalho. (It was horrible. The teacher loves picking on me, but at least I got a perfect grade on my work.)" Y/N rolled her eyes, snorting at the mention of her teacher.

"Eu sei exatamente o que vai levantar o seu astral. (I know exactly what will lift your spirits.)" Anna, the third and last girl in the group, spoke as she raised her right hand, receiving everyones attention. "Achei um barzinho incrível na Vila Madalena, álcool é a solução pros nossos problemas. (I found an amazing bar in Vila Madalena, alcohol is the solution to our problems.)" She finished, a smile on her face, she was their typical Happy Hour organizer.

Julia and Gabriela smiled equally big, nodding their heads. By Brazilian tradition, Happy Hour always took place on Friday, so they were already looking forward to the idea through all day.

"Bora, amiga? (You coming, bestie?)" Anna turned to Y/N, waiting for confirmation after not seeing her react like she usually did.

"Não vou conseguir, meninas. Vou pra LA hoje. (I can't make it, girls. I'm going to LA today.)" She replied, unable to contain a smile when she mentioned the city.

"Hmm, vai visitar o boy? (Hmm, are you going to visit your boy?)" Julia said with a smile, stirring her drink with the straw.

"Sim, fazem meses que não nos vemos e não aguento mais só falar com ele por Facetime. Comprei passagem para ir hoje, e volto na segunda-feira, infelizmente. Se eu faltar mais uma aula, eu me fodo. (Yes, we haven't seen each other for months, and I can't stand just talking to him on Facetime. I bought a ticket to go today, and I'll be back on Monday, unfortunately. If I miss one more class, I'll get fucked.)" Y/N explained, taking a sip of her drink.

Y/N and Matt met on one of the girl's trips to Los Angeles years ago when she was still in her gap year, she and her parents had a house in the city and always went there on every vacation.

Their first meeting was an unusual one, but it caused the two to exchange numbers, keep contact, and, consequently, fall in love.

Because Y/N is Brazilian, lives with her mother in São Paulo and studies law at Mackenzie, she needed to travel back and forth from Brazil to be able to see her boyfriend in LA, since she wanted to finish her studies in her country.

The two agreed to continue their relationship in a long distance, and surprisingly, they handled that format very well. Their love for each other only intensified every day, and they felt like they fell in love all over again every time they saw each other in person, always reminding themselves that distance gave them a reason to love harder.

"Você vai de carro até o aeroporto? Ou sua mãe vai te levar? (Are you going to drive to the airport? Or is your mom going to take you there?)" Gabriela turned to her, seeing her shake her head.

"Nenhum, eu vou de Uber. O vôo é às 12pm e minha mãe tem plantão no hospital hoje, e eu não quero deixar meu carro no estacionamento do aeroporto. (None, I'm taking an Uber. The flight is at 12 pm, and my mom has a shift at the hospital today, and I don't want to leave my car in the airport parking lot.)"

"Eu te levo, amiga. (I'll take you, babes.)" Julia interrupted. "Depois eu me arrumo e vou direto pro tal bar que a Anna achou. (Then I'll get ready and go straight to that bar that Anna found.)"

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"Aproveita o seu boy e manda atualizações no grupo, eu quero saber tudo. (Enjoy your boyfriend and send updates to the group, I want to know everything.)" Julia spoke as she closed the trunk of her car, helping Y/N place her bags onto the airport cart.

"Eu prometo que vou atualizar vocês todos os dias. (I promise I'll update you every day.)" Y/N rolled her eyes playfully, smirking. "Obrigada pela carona, amiga. (Thanks for the ride, babes.)" She added, pulling Julia into a tight hug.

"Não precisa agradecer, só mandar o pix. (No need to thank me, just send the pix.)" Julia responded jokingly, laughing when Y/N slapped her arm.

"Idiota. (Jerk.)" Y/N rolled her eyes with a smile on her face, walking up the sidewalk and starting to push the cart with her bags.

"Também te amo! (love you too!)" Julia shouted as she got into her car.

Y/N quickly entered the airport, fishing her phone out of her jeans pocket and unlocking the screen, searching for her flight information. Her eyes read the boarding gate before putting her phone away again and pushing the cart to the check-in counter.

The process didn't take long, and soon, Y/N was able to sit in one of the chairs near her gate, taking out her phone again and unlocking it. Her thumb searched for the messaging app, opening it and seeing some chats with new texts.

The girl ignored all of them, as usual, and clicked on her mom's one, reading the latest texts.

"Honey, Matt sent me a text, he said that you haven't spoken to him all day and he is worried, thinking that you died."

"I said you had a test today at college and you couldn't use your phone during it."

"I think it's a good idea for you to send him a text before he's the one to come to Brazil."

Y/N pressed her lips together, trying to hold back her laughter. They were both so dramatic.

The girl sent her mom a brief text letting her know that she was already at the airport and assuring her that she would talk to Matt.

Her thumb clicked the back button, and her eyes quickly found Matt's chat, seeing 10 new messages and 3 missed calls. Y/N rolled her eyes, not holding back a smile. She understood why he was so worried, since the two of them talked via messages and calls practically all day long, every day, her not sending anything other than a "good morning, my love" was worrying.

But it wasn't her fault that, after class, she had to go home quickly and pack her bags, which she obviously left to pack at the last minute.

Y/N briefly looked at the time, knowing that Los Angeles' time zone was different from Brazil's, before clicking the call button, waiting for her boyfriend to answer.

"Baby?" Matt's voice sounded on the other end.

"Hi my love, I'm sorry for not talking to you today. I had a test this morning, and I couldn't use my phone during it." The girl spoke, persisting in the lie created by her mother, as her eyes traveled across the space in front of her, seeing people walking back and forth with suitcases in their hands.

"It's okay, I was just worried." The boy spoke in a low tone. The sound of objects moving in the background echoed through the line. "How was the test? I'm sure you did well."

"It was-" Y/N looked up at the flight board, seeing that hers was taking off in 20 minutes, meaning they would soon announce it, and the girl would have to board. "It was great, baby. Honey, I need to go now, Julia is here at home doing some college work. I'll call you later. I love you, bye." She spoke quickly, cursing under her breath after hanging up the call.

She knew Matt would be sad about the way she acted, but she hoped that she going to LA would be enough for him to forgive her.

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The sound of the plane pilot's voice coming through the speaker woke the girl from her sleep. Her eyes opened as her ears picked up the message that the landing would be made in a few minutes.

Y/N straightened up in her seat, her eyes going to the window on her side, seeing that the sky was almost completely dark. She took her jacket out of her purse, wanting to protect her bare arms from the cold of Los Angeles, since in Brazil was 40°C and here would be 9°C. She prepared her body for the thermal shock.

The shudder of the plane warned her that the landing was going to happen, her hands tightly gripping the arm rest as her eyes closed. She hated that feeling.

A few minutes later, passengers were allowed to leave. Y/N got up from her seat and grabbed her purse, following the line of people until she entered the airport. The girl unlocked her phone and saw that it was already 7 pm LA time. Her notification bar was full of messages from Matt, which made her heart sink. She could only imagine the anxiety her boyfriend was feeling.

Her eyes went over the last text he sent 10 minutes ago, warning her that he would film the car video with his brothers in 20 minutes. A smile spread across her face, her plan would work.

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"Matt, get rid of that ugly face right now." Nick spoke from the backseat, leaning on the side of Chris's seat as he looked at Matt's side profile.

"No can do. He's naturally ugly." Chris said, letting out a laugh followed by a yell when Nick slapped his forehead.

"Shut up, dumbass. we all look the same."

The oldest leaned away at lightning speed when he saw Chris quickly turn around with an angry expression, his right hand raised, ready to hit Nick back.

"Hey, stop!" Matt said, placing his left arm between the two of them.

"Then get rid of that angry face." Nick ordered again, leaning against the sides of the front seats, meeting Matt's eyes in the rearview mirror momentarily.

"He's like this because his little girlfriend has been ignoring him all day." Chris said as he looked at the camera, smiling when he saw Matt cross his arms and sigh deeply.

The two of them didn't know what was going on between Matt and Y/N, or if anything was going on at all, but Matt had been frowning since that morning, walking around the entire house while cleaning up all the messes he put his eyes on.

Nick had asked him what happened at one point in the day, but Matt just said that Y/N was acting weird before turning his back to his brother, going back to cleaning the video game equipment in the living room.

A knock on the window on the passenger side made the boys jump in fright; Nick let out a scream, pushing his own body onto the seat behind Chris's, while Chris bent down and covered his head with his hands, as if that would protect him from whatever that was. Matt turned abruptly towards the door on his side, moving his upper half away from it, almost lying on top of the car console.

It took a few seconds for Matt to register that whoever was knocking on his window was his girlfriend. His blue eyes widened, and his mouth opened in a perfect O, his heart racing a mile a minute as he felt his hands shake slightly.

"Are you really going to leave me standing out here?" Y/N's voice sounded muffled as she took some steps back and smiled, her right hand hidden behind her back.

"Y/N!" Nick shouted, jumping into his usual seat and pulling on his door handle repeatedly while begging Matt to unlock it.

"Y-Y/N?" Matt whispered, still in disbelief, ignoring his brother completely.

"If you don't open that door right now and give your girl a good kiss, I'm going to hit you." Chris spoke after straightening up in his seat, fixing the beanie on his head. "Go!" He spoke loudly, pushing Matt, who seemed to finally wake up from his trance.

The brunette's right hand flew to the button to unlock the doors, clicking there before pulling the handle, opening his door with a thud.

Matt had never gotten out of his car so fast, his feet running a few steps until he reached Y/N, pulling her into his arms in a tight hug, lifting her a few inches off the ground and spinning her in the air, a loud laugh escaping his mouth as he closed his eyes, praying in his mind that this wasn't just a dream, but that if it was, that he never had to wake up again.

"Baby, I... you..." Matt pulled away slightly, shaking his head as he tried to process that his girlfriend was actually there, right in front of him. His blue eyes ran over Y/N's face and body, recording her image in his mind, despite already having it drawn, painted, and stuck in his soul. "You are here." He whispered, his eyes burning with tears.

"I'm here, baby." Y/N spoke in the same tone. "Oh my love, don't cry." Her eyes filled with tears as well, and a laugh escaped her lips. God, she loved him so much.

"So that's why you were ignoring me." Matt sniffled. His right hand went up to his face, passing them over his eyes, trying to stop the tears from falling.

"I'm sorry, sweetheart. I had to stop answering you for a while so I could prepare this surprise." She spoke, feeling her heart racing and butterflies in her stomach from the look in Matt's eyes. He looked so amazed. "But I have a present for you, as an apology." Y/N said slowly before taking her hand away from her back, showing the prettiest bouquet of tulips.

"Oh my-" Matt's eyes were wide, and his mouth was open, his heart freezing for a few seconds before speeding up like never before. Tears escaped his eyes without him even feeling them, while his cheeks burned with adrenaline. "This is for me?" He asked, perplexed.

"Of course, meu amor (my love). I saw it on the way here, and I thought: "Why not buy beautiful flowers for the prettiest boy in the world?"" She said softly, her eyes scanning his reactions closely.

"Thank you so much. I've never received flowers before." He sniffed, taking the bouquet delicately, as if any sudden movement could destroy it.

"They are so beautiful together." Chris commented a little away from them, his eyes also filled with tears. What they said was real. When a triplet cries, the other two cries as well.

Nick, who was next to Chris, nodded, a giant smile decorating his face as his hands held the camera, the lens focused on the couple, capturing the cute moment.

"This is true love, Y/N came all the way from Brazil just to see this idiot, and she brought flowers!" Chris continued to Nick in a low tone, not wanting to disturb the couple.

"At least now he'll be able to film today's video properly. He was worse than Grumpy from Snow White." The oldest triplet muttered from behind the camera loud enough for Matt to hear, letting out a laugh at the dirty look he gave him.

"Yes, but he's my Grumpy." Y/N spoke up, receiving grunts of disgust from Chris and Nick and a laugh from Matt.

The brunette took his free hand to Y/N's cheeks, pulling her lightly for a kiss, the first of that night. A contented sigh escaped the girl's mouth, who instantly relaxed and brought her hands to Matt's covered waist, squeezing the hoodie over her fingers while feeling like fireworks exploded inside her.

"Ew guys, that's enough love for one night." Chris said, covering his and Nick's eyes playfully.

Y/N pulled away from Matt, unable to contain her laughter, finally turning to the other two brothers.

"I think you have a video to film, don't you?" She asked wryly, smirking as she saw Chris roll his eyes and raise his arms in surrender, as if he hadn't been crying just seconds ago.

Nick turned, walking back to the car to put the camera in its place, and Chris followed, getting into the back seat next to the one Nick sits.

"I'll demand my hug later, Y/N." Nick shouted from inside the driver seat, trying to balance himself on it as he fiddled with the camera's focus.

"What do you think about being our guest on today's video?" Matt hugged her from behind, securely holding the bouquet, while resting his head in the crook of Y/N's neck, breathing in the scent of his girlfriend's perfume that he missed so much.

The girl smiled, even though he couldn't see it, stroking his left hand that rested on her waist while nodding her head.

Their fans would go crazy.

[ronance4everbrainrot]

GLAAAASSSSSHEAAAART INCORRECT QUOTESSSSSS. because I missed them (long?)

(and other ships)

Red: You’d be stupid to lay a hand on me.

Chloe: Oh, you’d be surprised how much stupid shit I do.

(Fight of our lives basically)

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Red: Love is weakness and an evolutionary mistake.

Mal: You are literally making a Valentine’s day card for Chloe.

Red, pointing their hot glue gun towards Mal: You’re on thin fucking ice.

(canon)

-now Chloe and her Mentor-

Chloe: How do I make a date really romantic?

Evie: Be mysterious.

Chloe: Okay!

*later, while on a date with Red*

Red: So where are we going?

Chloe: None of your fucking business.

(Red teases her about it on their next dates)

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Mal: Evie, I know you love Chloe. I mean, we all do, they’re a very nice person and I respect them immensely.

Mal: But I think they might be a fucking idiot.

(she's the smartest dumbass. or dumbest smartass?)

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Red: How do you know how to kiss? Like who teaches you?

Chloe: Well it’s actually a class, but unfortunately it’s full right now.

Chloe: Would you like me to tutor you?

Evie: That was smooth.

(Evie is proud. Mal is losing 20 bucks. why? Bet)

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Red: Do you want to know your gay name?

Chloe: My... my gay name?

Red: Yeah, it's your first name-

Chloe: Haha. Very funny Red-

Red: *gets down on one knee* And my last name.

Chloe: Oh- oh my god.

(Mal, proud: Now that was smooth)

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Mal: Why are you guys acting like this?

Red: Oh, we're not acting. We really are like this.

(sigh)

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Evie: Mal? I mixed redbull with coffee and now I can see sounds, should I worry?

Mal: Evie, I swear to god—

(Evie. Stop doing that. You need sleep don't overwork yourself. I love her Qvq)

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Kidnapper: I have your partner.

Mal: What? I don't have a partner...

Kidnapper: Then who just called me a lowlife bitch and spit in my face?

Mal: Oh my god, you have Evie.

(the good old Isle days)

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Celia : I am a ninja.

Mal: No, you’re not.

Celia : Did you see me do that?

Mal: Do what?

Celia : Exactly.

(canon)

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Mal: Hey, can you do me a favor?

Celia : Sorry, I have to go do literally anything other than this.

Mal: You don’t even have a legitimate reason?

Celia : Oh, no, I do.

Mal: Well, what is it?

Celia : You see, I simply don’t give a fuck.

(she loves to annoy Mal. Little annoying sister. Canon)

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Celia: We’ve found the person who stole your identity and was impersonating you.

Dizzy: Where were they?

Celia: Eating cheetos and crying in their car.

Dizzy, impressed: Damn, they really went for it.

(it was Uma, wasn't it? That's literally canon XD)

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Celia: Here comes the lightning!

Celia, whispering: You've got to imagine it coming out my fingertips, wherein I am an almighty wizard.

Dizzy: Ok, currently imagining that. Hmm, not bad. Not bad at all.

(and they were roommates, your Honor) (wow they were roommates) (The bestest of friends)

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Red: N... No!

Celia: A fair rebuttal. However, consider this counterpoint: Y... Yes???

(Red is trying to deny her crush on Chloe. Ha.)

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Dizzy: What, I can’t be in a bad mood? It’s like people think, “Oh, Dizzy is such a nice person, Dizzy is so happy-go-lucky! Dizzy can’t be in a bad mood!” Well, you know what? Dizzy CAN be in a bad mood. And right now, Dizzy IS be in a bad mood.

(Yas Queen. Queen of Mean? So last season. Queen of Bad Mood? So in!)

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Mal: You tricked me!

Audrey: I deceived you. ‘Trick’ makes it sound like we have a friendly relationship.

(Maybe Queen of Mean isn't so last season.)

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Dizzy: Comparing Audrey and Mal is like comparing apples and oranges.

Mal: We’re both unique in our own ways?

Dizzy: Apples are superior in every way and all oranges should be eliminated.

Audrey: Which one of us is the orange? (It's me, isn't it?)

(Damn Dizzy. Queen of Bad Mood taking the lead)

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*the squad is at a dinner party but someone has been murdered*

Chloe: You’re acting pretty carefree for someone who’s life’s at stake. Who’s to say you aren’t the killer?

Evie: It’s a murder, not a tax audit. I’ll be fine.

Red: What about Dizzy? Nobody ever suspects Dizzy!

Dizzy: Well what about Audrey? They have a gun!

Audrey: Celia has a knife.

Celia : Yeah, for fun, not for murder! *stabs Red in the arm*

(where is Uma? oh-. I bet it was Audrey. How else do you show you love someone? They are having their Killing Eve moment)

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Audrey: You’re such a dumbass (affectionate).

Uma: Aww, you’re such a whore (complimentary).

Mal: How are you talking like that in real life?

Uma: Witchcraft (derogatory).

(canon. They late/hove each other)

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Dizzy, talking about Evie: They're trying to lure me into a false sense of security! Well, joke’s on them! I’ve never been secure in my life! And I’m not about to start now!

(before Evie got through to her on the Isle 🥲)

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Mal: *running towards Celia with open arms*

Celia: *moves out of the way*

Mal: Hey, why'd you move?!

Celia: I thought you were going to attack me.

Mal: I was going to hug you!

Celia: Why would you hug me?

Mal: WHY WOULD I ATTACK YOU!?

(OOF. Lol)

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Celia : I love being right. It’s one of my favorite personality traits.

(yuh)

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Mal: Wow, this sucks. I’m gonna kill *remembers that suicide jokes only worsen your mental health and that the first step to healing is stopping* you.

(she's getting there. Go queen)

-will add more of the boys in the next one-

Carlos: Are you laughing at that video of Ben and Harry fighting?

Jay: No.

Jay: I'm laughing at the comments.

(the comments saying "Ha! Gaaaay" etc.)

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Carlos: You don't need my blessing to go kiss Jay. In fact, I was pretty sure you were already kissing Jay!

Gil: Nope.

Carlos: In that case, as the archbishop of Gil's fully awakened gaydom, I give you my blessing to immediately leave and rectify that as soon as possible! Go now, my child, and kiss Jay right on the lips!!!

(Damn Carlos. Yes. Thanks for helping Gil. Everyone needs Carlos as a best friend)

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Harry: How are we supposed to put a tracker the size of a penny on Jay without them noticing?

Gil: Hey, Jay, I bet you 5 bucks that you can't swallow this penny.

Jay: *takes and swallows tracker* Pay up, loser.

Harry: ...

(same Harry, same. But then again not that surprised)

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Now this is for @corgiplays for context here

Chloe: Earl, I sense hostility.

Earl: Good, because I hate you.

(accurate?)

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Earl, entering the room: *Sees Chloe and leaves*

Chloe, watching Earl leave: There’s my monthly dose of the Cat…

(Earl didn't leave before pushing one of Chloe's things tho)

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Chloe: We just ate. Why are you making pancakes?

Red: For the dogs.

Chloe: Why are you making pancakes for the dogs?

Red: They don't know how.

(I want Red to be able to cook lol. That can't even be a headcanon tho, that has to be an AU lol)

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Earl: Just so everyone knows, don't ever try to climb a tree at night carrying a strobe light, owls DON'T like it.

Biscuit: ...what happened?

Earl: I made a VERY bad mistake.

(Oof)

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Biscuit: Don’t be sad!

Red: Why not?

Biscuit:

Biscuit: I don’t have a good answer.

(Red acts like she can understand him. Imagine his responses lol. But she basically can)

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Chloe: When I first met you, I did not like you.

Earl: I'm aware of that.

Chloe: But then you and I had some time together.

Earl: Uh-huh?

Chloe: It did not get better.

(It did. Stop lying. Also Chloe does the same thing as Red. I mean honestly who doesn't talk to their little furry friends.)

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Red: You don't know anything about me!

Biscuit: I know EVERYTHING about you! You are an open book written for very dumb children!

(Damn. If Red could actually understand him she'd be flabbergasted)

--and just because I love it so much. Here is that one again

Chloe, gently nudging Earl aside with their foot: Earl, move out of the way so I don’t trip on you.

Earl, her eyes enormous: You kick Cat? You kick their body like the football? Oh! Oh! Jail for Chloe! Jail for Chloe for one thousand years!

(she is purposely laying in the way tho. And then acts like Chloe hurt her when Red hears her distressed meows)

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That's it

Hope you liked it.

Byeeee

[amethxxt]

i'm ranting about descendants again and this is a long one

Alright, I talked a little bit about this on twitter literally yesterday (https://x.com/amethxxt/status/1798768561613361458) but I wanted to do it here too, so here we are!!

I think everyone has seen these pictures by now. It's from Descendants new book "The World of Auradon: Royals & Villains".

Now, at first, I got really excited (in a way, I still am) because it'll probably give me more material to use in my fics. Also, Uma looks absolutely stunning, so I immediately began reading her page and... Well, it's not the nicest things, right?

Like I said on twitter, I can't be the only one who sees the majorly different ways they talk about Uma and Mal.

With Mal, they start saying she's a "confident natural leader", and like- no, she's not, far from it.

I think the best version we got from Mal was on D1. She was such a good character and that's when I think the writers succeded the most with her - I believe it was hard to find someone who actively disliked or simply hated her.

When D2 came out, things went slightly downhill. Mal's inner conflict of not being the picture perfect Lady of the Court and feeling that the odd one out because she wasn't doing well in Auradon when compared to her friends is very realistic.

The pressure that she was feeling to be perfect and all the new things that came with being the King's girlfriend makes you understand why she was so anxious and wanted to leave. Now, I think we should all understand that this makes Mal a very insecure person.

She's insecure, she's flawed and runs away the first chance she gets because everything becomes too much. And if they wrote her like that, how is she a confident natural leader?

When the Core Four and Ben go after her, it's when things begin to change. Mal has a few moments in this movie: running away and leaving just a note to her best friend, claiming Dizzy was going to be fine when Evie felt sorry about leaving a child in the abusive place they all grew up in, betraying Uma's trust. Yeah.

I'm gonna make it very clear that I really like Mal as a character. I criticize her a lot because the writers started putting her in a pedestal, overpowering her and trying to erase anything that could be seen as bad.

Why would they have Mal apologize for using a love spell on Ben when they make such a cute couple and would be endgame anyways?

It gets worse in D3. I remember watching them announce that Hades was Mal's father and being like "No fucking way" because you want this girl to be not only half-fairy but a half-god?? Was this the only way to have his ember in the story?

Well, I think we got used to that plot after a while, but then - Oh, Mal's also Lady of the Court, she'll be a part of the decisions that concern the Isle of the Lost and a voice for the other VKs.

Yes, Mal is "a confident natural leader" who turns her back on her people and comes up to the idea of closing the Barrier for good to protect Auradon citizens.

Why do they refuse to bring up the fact that it was her idea?? Nevermind the fact that her and Ben weren't married yet, she was not the Queen and had absolutely no power to make that decision. They make Ben so useless, a King with no voice because he's not the main character, right?

So she makes a decision that's not up to her and proceeds to lie to all of her friends, makes empty promisses to both Celia and Uma, and when shit hits the fan, nothing happens.

Having Evie confront her about it is one of my favorite scenes, but what are the consequences? I understand that it was the final movie, but it's so rushed that makes everyone else feel out of character.

Mal and Evie can be the best of friends, but you can't tell me Mal would be like "I was wrong, I have to be a voice for everyone and I shouldn't have lied" and Evie would be just "Ok, perf".

And what about the opposite? When Mal betrays Uma for probably the third time, Uma has no trouble forgiving her? Of course they don't mention what happens in the books, they don't mention Mal trying to hurt Evie (or even get her killed lol) and they don't mention the "shrimpy" incident with Uma.

They don't talk about Mal's wrong doings the same way they talk about Uma.

Uma, according to the new book, is a "confident and resourceful VK with a major mean streak". Sorry, Uma has a mean streak? I don't think so. What Disney and Descendants keep doing is use the definition of a villain for a character who's an antagonist.

Villains have malicious intentions, they are evil. You're gonna tell me the girl who simply wants for all the children to get off the Isle, a place they were forced to live in along with murderers and other criminals, some of those who happened to be their parents, all while surviving off of the garbage that came from Auradon, is the evil one?

That is not to say Uma doesn't make mistakes or does bad things. Mal and Uma have the common point of using a love spell on Ben, which is awful and should be acknowledged as that, but they only do it in Uma's case.

"When Mal and her friends successfully freed Ben, Uma took it one step further by putting Ben under a magic love spell" x "She [Mal] used spells to mess with other students, to convince Ben that he loved her, and to change herself in order to fit in as Ben's girlfriend. But once she realized she needed to ditch the spell book and learn to survive without magic, she was able to become the queen she was always meant to be"

Those... are not the same to me. They detail every thing Uma does during D2, making it clear that using a love spell was worse than the previous actions of kidnapping him, but with Mal it almost feels like they excuse her actions because, eventually, she learned that magic wasn't the way to become who she was meant to be.

Also, what do you mean Mal felt guilty about the other VKs who were left behind? Mal didn't even look sad when her and Evie were leaving Dizzy behind! Evie was the one to come up with the idea to bring more children to Auradon, and when that magically turned into the VK Day (my arch-nemesis plotline along with Merlin Academy), she didn't look worried at all that it would them so long to free all the kids if they were going to pick 4 each time.

And again, her idea to close the Barrier for good (with no way in or out) would mean that eventually, everyone left in the Isle would die. I know it's Disney, and they would never make that happen, but if you're not going in to even leave your trash there (aka their food source), yeah, they're all dying.

Now, with Uma, they point out how she wanted to escape and get revenge on Mal, but like...... not really? Of course she mentions in D2 how she wants Mal's new turf and tries to make a deal with her to leave with her crew, but when she's actually free and we get into D3, it's been months (I think) and while Auradon's scared she's going to do something, we find out Uma spent all that time looking for a hole in the Barrier to get the kids out.

When she makes another deal to help Mal, all she asks for is the guarantee that every kid who wants to leave the Isle is able to do so. Who breaks that promise? The "villain" with the major mean streak or the confident natural leader?

I'm not saying that Mal is real villain, because she's really not. But she's far from how they describe her and if you're gonna tell me she's a natural leader, I better not see her bringing down the Barrier, letting both the kids and villains out, and acting like it's the right thing to do.

VK Day wasn't the answer to free the innocents, but bringing down the Barrier isn't it either! Mal doesn't "help convice Auradon citizens to accept all VKs into Auradon Prep" she just decides to do that lol

And again, that decision is not up to her, she had no legal right to do it. She was just Lady of the Court and nothing else.

Like I said on twitter, Disney and Descendants like Uma because she's a fan favorite, she was one since they announced her as a character. But they insist on the idea that Auradon changed her for the better, as if she was never someone who fought for what was right. She's not perfect either, but they can't write about her in a way that makes her look better than Mal.

How did Mal stop her at the end of D2? Mal didn't do anything, they were fighting, Ben made a speech, Uma turned around and left. That was it.

How did Auradon transform her? Of course they are implying that because of Rise of Red and her becoming the new principal, and even though this plot still kinda confuses me, it still seems like all the wants is for Auradon to be a fair place that doesn't discriminate against anyone.

I now this is getting too long, but I really like ranting about descendants. It's my comfort franchise but there's so many things wrong with it lol

And I also know I'm probably looking too deep into it, but I don't think I'm the only one who sees the ways Disney has always treated Uma and Mal differently.

I want to get this book and see if there's anything else about them. I really wished Disney and Descendants treated Uma better, though.

[billwidoll]

Everyone was afraid of him, Everyone knew who he was, He was a Rich, Crazy and Temperamental guy. He was prejudiced against the poor people of the island and everyone knew it and some rich people began to dislike them.Poor because of him...Rafe Cameron. But what would happen if he fell in love with Uma Pougue?

Pure Evil || Rafe Cameron 1

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It was the Fourth of July. And everyone was celebrating the date, even the university students and this time the King of the island, Rafe Cameron, was hosting the party. He was commanding and dismantling anyone

Rafe never cared about love he always preferred money, Rafe just wanted to get ahead in life and not fall in love, but not everything went planned

"Man, it's full of hot girls here!" Topper comments with Rafe at his side

"And my friend, let's enjoy it" Rafe says with a mischievous smile

Everything was going well until Rafe spots a certain unwanted person.

"What is that naughty Pougue doing here? She's not even a college student!" Rafe comments hatefully and goes after you, even before Topper appeases you.

You were talking and smiling like a beautiful princess, and Rafe thought it was weird that you talked to rich people like that, but he was going to kick you out anyway

"What the fuck are you fucking doing here?" Rafe says, pulling his arm and making him look very close

"I was invited Rafe..." you say as if you were a scared and defenseless bunny

"who invited you? I didn't go" Rafe says harshly and laughing

"Look, I think I better go. I know I'm not welcome wherever you are" You say, ready to go but Rafe grabs you by the arm

"...look... You can stay here, you don't look like a rat like those Pogues, but don't think I'm doing charity" Rafe speaks in a deep voice, just a little in his eyes you could see that he felt sorry or liked you

"Hey man! Don't I exclude the girl?" Topper asks drinking his beer and seeing that you were still at the party

"No, she didn't seem like a threat to me and she doesn't even make me that embarrassed, she's so fragile..." The last word Rafe speaks in a hoarse voice and almost whispering

"and she's hot too, I think I'm going to do well today" Topper says giving you a mischievous smile

And Rafe feels a little uncomfortable when he hears that, you were so... small and... he couldn't describe it in words, you seemed cute and untouchable, you were certainly a virgin

"man! She's a lot of space for your little truck" Rafe says looking sternly at Topper

"Ah... being jealous Rafe? Keep cool, I'll leave the crumbs for you" Topper says this laughing and Rafe's blood boils instantly

Rafe throws his glass of beer on the floor and hits Topper in the face with his fist. When he does this, he ends up drawing the attention of everyone at the party, even his own...

When Topper fell Rafe looks around at the people who were shouting excitedly about the fight, Rafe looks at you, that look that calmed him down from everything. It seemed like you were an angel. But anyway, Rafe ends up leaving Topper falling with a black eye and goes up to his room furious.

Until he hears someone at the door

"Your hand...it's hurt..." You speak almost in a whisper and Rafe is surprised by your suddenness.

"I know, little mouse. But who cares?" Rafe says, sitting on the bed and rolling his eyes.

"I...I care about people who get hurt" you say looking into his eyes, and he was trying to avoid looking at you

"But I shouldn't have! I'm a threat to you guys" Rafe says looking at you and holding his arms and shaking

"I still care! If you hate me so much why did you let me stay at the party?" You say crossing your arms and trying to challenge Rafe

"Because....I'm trying to do charity." Rafe speaks without knowing what to say

"Oh my God. You're ridiculous and I'm an idiot!" You say, leaving the room quickly, leaving Rafe crestfallen.

After that night, Rafe never forgot you, never stopped thinking about you. You appeared in his dreams, in visions, in hallucinations, he was obsessed and fascinated by you And he needed to see you wherever you were.

And he went to the Pougue territory and asked some residents where you lived and they said Rafe was driving there

Rafe got there, but he didn't know how to talk to you. So he put some music on in his car and turned it up, waiting for you to put your head in the window

"Y/N!" He screams, waiting for you to appear at the window

Until he sees you appearing in his bedroom window

"What are you doing here Rafe?" You ask innocently and surprised

"I came to apologize to you... for being ignorant" Rafe says with a trembling voice, why did you leave him like that?

You don't say anything, I just left the windowm And goes to the living room to open the front door for Rafe

When you opened the door, you saw Rafe's bright blue eyes and Rafe saw your bright brown eyes.

"it was just that?" You ask looking deeply into his eyes.

"Well...and...I'm just sorry. And that you're really nice and...I'm used to those types of people." Rafe speaks looking at the ground asking for help

"And by the way, how is your hand?" You ask taking his hand and checking it.

"ahh... It's already healing" Rafe says giving you a small, sweet smile, it was the first time he was being nice

"I'm happy Rafe!" You say, giving a huge, beautiful smile and when Rafe saw that smile of yours, he was more enchanted than he already was.

"Do you want to go out with me?" Rafe speaks without thinking and it makes you startle and laugh immediately afterwards.

"Okay... you hated me, now you're asking me out?" You say letting out a laugh

"How about a truce? I'll pick you up at seven?" Rafe says smiling

"Okay then...I accept, Rafe Cameron!" You say smiling and that makes Rafe the happiest person in the world.

And little did you know that you would become Princess Kook after this meeting

[sgiandubh]

Show must go on...

... and rather very much in your face, mind you.

Scottish Xena posted two stories at about 7 AM, counting calories, and, in the process, making sure to address roughly any objections that were ventilated on this side of the fandom, including this very page. See for yourself...

What are the odds she'd be talking about nutrition? Right. I am not an idiot. I know when something is way Over The Top - less is more, Xena. Less is always more: there was no need to overdo it like that, placemat and all, if you wanted to remain credible. You read us and you have been instructed to do so, just to perfectly stick to your walking, talking and very profitable Local Innuendo script.

Fair enough. And then, you also tell us that you will be at Hyrox today around noon, to film some ESN promo: your bread and butter, of course. S is just for shits, giggles and that Instagram yield:

So, there's that. *urv connecting dots like crazy, without having the slightest clue of what was discussed at that table. Her own brand of cheap fanfic for the masses, for the other five clowns commenting, out of which three at least are her own sock accounts.

Cue in the Useful Idiot. The Brazilian Tourist and Fan. Uma senhorita tão desagradável, who changed her story in between her first reaction reel and the debrief, back at her suburban Airbnb or where the fuck that was filmed.

First reaction reels:

'Just saw SH.' Not alone, oh no: 'com uma moça'. With a girl. So yeah, she had qualms asking for a pic.

First lie and dramatization. She posts a message for S where she explains she did not dare approach him, but she saw him alright. The one in Portuguese is completely different, though: 'I am going to post the video without sound, because I could only say "what a shame", while I was filming him on the sly. LOL.' I guess she thinks we are all idiots, or something. Also, in her reel, she confirms: 'ele estava almoçando com outra pessoa'/he was having lunch with another person. So far, so good, right?

Six hours later, a second debrief batch of reels, taking her reader's questions. The narrative changes, with a strong bias:

'Yes, he is super accessible and educated! I did not freak out, I just politely asked to take a pic (what I do consider the right way to approach famous people, at the end they are still human beings).'

For the people in the back: she is a lady. And a liar. The worst kind of liar, actually: a narcissistic one. Let's see what else she takes great pains telling us: 'ele tem um fandom bem tóxico'/he has a very toxic fandom. From now on, we just know what to expect, right?

Second answer, she explains he is very tall. He went inside to pay the bill and then he also went towards the bathroom (wtf?), she followed him inside, she asked for the menu, he finally went out and she approached him ('abordei' - 🙄) between the door and her table. Classy.

Cue in to a third answer (and second lie) to a very odd question: 'what did he smell like?' or something along those lines. For this one, I had to ask confirmation from Shipper Mom, who told me two things (she knew next to nothing about the whole episode- no bias): ' it's damn hard to understand what the hell she is talking about, she is eating half of her words. Plus you can tell she is lying.'

He doesn't smell, she tells us. But hey, she also freaked out a bit, finally (I thought she hadn't?!) and then well, 'ele estava com outra pessoa, uma moça, deve ser a namorada dele'/ he was with another person, a girl, probably his girlfriend'. But then he went inside (again? wasn't he coming out of the venue?), 'and the girl stayed at the table'. Things go murky afterwards, like they absolutely always do: she tells us she spoke to her (?), but would not say anything more, yet making sure to tell us she 'saw both of them'.

If anyone has a better version than mine, please step forward: we listened three times in a row, with Shipper Mom, a teacher of Portuguese and published literary translator. She was appalled by this young woman's carelessness and mendacity.

The Brazilian Tourist Fan is 23 years old (and it shows), she presents herself as a journalist and writer:

Seriously? What are the odds?

And finally, to wrap it up, the classical cheering moment, at yesterday's Hyrox: ' yeah, Sarah, nice!'

Nice, indeed.

FFS. Will it ever end?

Yes, it will. Anything ends: even Stalin's terror.

[panthera-tigris-venenata]

What happens in the Apothecary... doesn’t stay in the Apothecary.

When the Core 4 return on the Isle, Harry is just finishing his shopping in Maddy’s Apothecary. It is only natural he decides to steal their bikes and run. It is... probably less natural that Maddy decides to join him and Gil on the ride.

I borrowed Malvina from @tiredflowercrown cos I’ve got plans for this and I think Audrey and Chad would have absolutely marvelous time babysitting Malvina Mim.

Harry stalks through the hovering shelves of Maddy’s Apothecary, idly pushing the odd item just slightly out of its proper place, and only raising the corners of his mouth in a parody of smile when darling Maddy hisses at him. 

Gil sighs as Maddy’s hisses slip into ancient curses – probably – and Harry doesn’t know what’s the fuss about, really.

He’s gonna pay.

Eventually.

Probably. Maybe.

But even so: Uma is not there to see. Uma is not there, and so Harry hardly finds it in himself to care.

He blinks away the memory of her and sweeps away a little package of poisonously coloured candy; it lands with a dull thud. (It doesn’t break and shatter, scatter all around. He isn’t suicidal enough for that, is he?)

„Oops,“ he says with approximately no regret in his voice as he grins at Maddy.

Fine, so maybe he was lying earlier, but can you blame him? There’s no one to hold him accountable for his lies. No Captain to answer to.

For that thought, another package joins the first one on the floor, and a phial disappears into his pocket. He doesn’t bother reading the label.

Gil says something that must be an apology to Maddy, who in turn points to the rules scrawled violently vivid over the grim wall.

We do not give first aid.

We do not give refunds.

Do not ask about correct doses, do not ask about opening hours.

Keep your relationship problems outside. 

Harry giggles: As if Maddy would actually throw him out, what with all the profit he’s been making her lately.  She’s a bitch, alright, but she does have a mind for business, that she does.

She screeches something that sounds suspiciously like „Go have your existential crisis somewhere else and stop sulking about your non-existing love-life in my shop,“ and Harry slips another vial into his pocket.

And he won’t be paying – that’s just what she gets for the love life comment.

Cold-hearted bitch.

Harry gives it a moment of consideration and sneaks another – different – package into his pocket. Maybe if he mixes all this stuff together, it’ll be worth a damn. Worst case scenario, it kills him, and considering his current predicament, Harry figures there are worse things.

He figures not to push his rotten luck any more and disappear the english way before Maddy notices the disappeared proviant; he turns to Gil to tell him so.

„We’re–“ he says before he notices unusual movement outside. It’s barely recognisable through the cloudy, scratched window, but Harry knows a traitor when he sees him. Not that he could mistake the red-black-white of the youngest deVil anyway, no one’s clothes shine like that on the Isle.

Disgusting, if he can say so.

He twists his features into a smirk as he finishes a different sentence than he started: „– going on a field trip!“

A heartbeat of silence, and then: „Maddy, darling, you should join us.“

„And why the fuck would I do that?“

„Also, where are we going?“ adds Gil.

Well, Harry is only too happy to explain: „Oh, why. The traitors are back. They just run by on bikes – we’re gonna nick them and we’re gonna be out in a nick of time, we’re gonna find Uma!“

„Amazing,“ deadpans Maddy, insultingly unimpressed, „Go do that and get the fuck out of my shop.“

Harry blinks as the possible scenarios shift through his mind and no, no, he can’t just jump out there and expect his Captain to do all the work. He ought to figure out some means to find her; he zeroes on Maddy. 

She’s magical, innit, she could find Uma–

She could find Uma, and therefore she must go. He tuts in response to her crude comment and raises on hand: „Oh, sunshine. We can get out. Out is Mal. And magic,“ he raises both of his hands, as if weighting the words, „Mal. Magic. Perfect revenge.“

„…I’m listening,“ allows Maddy reluctantly.

„Amazing,“ Harry states with such amount of poison it rivals some of Maddy’s substances, „Now lets hitch a ride and get the fuck out of there.“

He stalks to the exit, Gil half-a-step behind, but Maddy’s voice stops him.

„Wait.“

Great, what the fuck does that harpy want now?

„Malvina!“ she screams at the top of her lungs, „Move your bones and get up there this instant.“

A scrawny figure scurries just barely into sight and Maddy pulls her into a ray of light. The child blinks in confusion as Maddy says „We’re going out,“ with a decidedly nasty smirk.

Ah, that’s terrific. That little bloodsucker is coming along for the ride – Harry glares at the Mims and mutters curses in a language he thinks the kid doesn’t understand yet though Maddy does, and he makes sure she hears, too. 

She only smirks more as she says: „And if you complain, Hook, I’ll curse your mouth shut so bad not even your beloved Uma will be able to fix it.“

Harry sneers at her. He‘s sure Uma could fix it. She might just decide to wait for that a little bit.

And either way: „Let’s go, there’s no time to loose.“

„No time to die like today.“

„Cheers.“

[doesthatsuggestanythingtoyou]

Hi!

May I request a Lady Lesso x reader?

One where r is quite short (150 centimeters) and Lesso is just teasing r everytime?

Hope you have a good day!!

Oh, Lesso

> lady lesso x fem!reader

> requested? yes!

> content/warnings: other than L teasing R, nothing

> a/n: as someone who is 5'1", i humbly present myself as the subject of teasing for this fic 🙇🏻‍♀️

“I have this song that I just can't seem to remember the title.” You paced in front of Lesso's desk as she graded her students papers.

“Perhaps you could elaborate it more, dear.” Lesso looked up from the papers and leaned against her chair.

“It has something to do with eyes.” You clicked your fingers, trying to think about the lyrics and notes of the song.

Lesso raised an eyebrow at your explanation. Eyes. Where did Lesso hear a song with eyes as subjects? After a few minutes of thinking, something in Lesso clicked and she started chuckling.

Stopping from your movements, you turned to Lesso and gave her a questioning look. “What are you laughing at?”

“I think I've cracked what you are searching for, dearest.” Both of you leaning forward, you met halfway and asked. “Well, what is it?”

“Does the song contain lyrics like... “we're face to face, but we don't see eye to eye”?” Lesso mimicked the students she remembered singing the song at the hall during lunch.

Lesso's obvious teasing of your height didn't go unnoticed by you. She was right, it was the song you were searching for but she could've told you about it more gently, instead of poking at your lack of tallness.

Rolling your eyes, you leaned back and took a seat at one of the chairs. “Ha ha, very funny.”

“Oh it is to me, dear.”

---

“Ah, Yuba.” Lesso stood up and called Yuba as the meeting ended. “Just the person I'm looking for.”

Yuba narrowed his eyes and crossed his arms. Whatever Lesso was planning, he knows he's about to do something for her that he doesn't want to. “What is it?” He asked whilst walking towards the redhead.

“Do you, possibly, have a monkey in the forest?”

Furrowing his brows, Yuba uncrossed his arms and tilted his head. “A monkey?” you, Dovey, and Yuba asked simultaneously.

“Why would you need a monkey, Lesso?” Dovey asked as she neared Yuba's figure.

Waving her hands, Lesso pursed her lips in concentration. “I overheard that to properly talk to short people, you would need a monkey to raise them up. A little like Lion King if you ask me.”

Knowing that Lesso was teasing you, you gave a huff and grabbed your papers then stomped out of the room, but not without giving Lesso a heated glare.

Shaking her head, Dovey pulled Yuba towards the exit. “Oh, Lesso.”

---

“Tell us a bit more about you, Y/N.” Uma coaxed you whilst putting down her wine glass.

It was a weekend and the faculty of both the Good and Evil were having a team building that consisted of bottles of wine, champagne, and whiskey.

Clearing your throat, you glanced at Lesso and started. “Well, when I was little–”

“You mean yesterday?”

Closing your eyes, you let out a breath and downed your wine. “Careful. Underage drinking is prohibited.”

“That's it!” you slammed your empty glass and stood up, leaving the room.

Uma glanced at Lesso and rolled her eyes at the redhead's smiling face. “For the love of– Lesso!”

---

“Princess? Are you here?”

Lesso knocked on your quarters door, looking for any sign of you being in there. Truthfully, she was going to apologize. Dovey made sure of it by scolding and giving Lesso a much needed sermon.

“Go the fuck away, Leonora.” Lesso heard behind the door. She knew she fucked up when you used her first name, so without thinking, Lesso opened your door and waltz inside.

Once she was inside, she saw you sprawled on the living room floor, with flower petals around you. “Oh my love, have you been cutting rose heads?”

“What do you think?” you snapped at Lesso and sat up. “Did these petals somehow end up here in my living room magically?”

“I–”

Growling at the redhead, you stood up and kicked the petals on your feet. “Grow the fuck up, Lesso.”

“I sure did.” Lesso winced at her mouth's automatic response and sighed. “I'm sorry, it became a habit.” She walked towards you and took your hands in hers.

“I apologize for teasing you all the time.”

Huffing, you looked up at Lesso with wide eyes. “Why do you even do it?” you shook her hands off yours and sat down on the couch.

“It's the only way for you to look at me.”

Scoffing at the Lesso's words, you crossed your arms and bit your lip. “I always look at you.”

“Not in the way I want you to.” Lesso confessed as she sat down beside you.

“How'd you know if you weren't looking?” You glanced at her and moved closer, almost cuddling the redhead beside you.

“I– uh– I didn't know.” Lesso fiddled with her cane and copied your movements.

Giving her a kiss on the cheek, you sighed. “Oh, Lesso.”

[mshalfemptygirl]

Protective (S.R)

Plot: Spencer is very jealous after prison and this can be bad for his relationship with Reader.

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Contents: against and fuffy, just a couple with problems but i love it

Request: meu cenário fav é post prison spencer sendo suuper over protective com a reader 😿💞 e tipo uma vez eles vão sair e tem um cara enchendo o saco dela e ele ficaria TAO PUTO ao ponto de quase prender o cara 

A/N: Thank you so much for you guys liked my fics. I’ll let the link for Spencer Reid Masterlist in the end. Love y’all. Requests are open! Hope you like it!

It was the first time Spencer had been out in public since his release from prison. After months of suffering and struggling to prove his innocence, he was finally free. I still remember those endless nights I spent crying, feeling utterly helpless because I couldn’t be with him. It felt like living in a never-ending nightmare. But now he was back in our apartment. His belongings were in their usual places, and his life seemed to be getting back to normal. However, he had changed.

I hoped that taking him to our favorite coffee shop, the same place where we had our first date, might help him feel a little better. We ordered our usual coffees and some cookies. I tried to keep him engaged by talking about my job teaching kids. I told him about a student of mine who has a passion for every type of fruit. She’s an incredibly sweet little girl, full of energy and excitement whenever we talk about colours in class. Her genuine enthusiasm is infectious, and the way her eyes light up when she talks about colours always brings a smile to my face. It’s moments like these that make teaching so rewarding.

Spencer listened, but he seemed disinterested, barely making an effort to engage. “Y/N, that sounds interesting,” he said, his voice lacking enthusiasm. “Excuse me, I need to use the restroom.” With a brief, polite smile that didn’t reach his eyes, he stood up and walked away. His detachment was hurtful. Despite my efforts to connect and share something that mattered to me, he appeared indifferent and uninterested in reconnecting with his old life. I sat there, feeling the sting of his disconnection, and tears began to well up. I forced myself to look out the window at the park across the street, trying to hold back my emotions and stay composed.

I noticed a man sitting nearby and quickly turned to see if it was Spencer returning. It wasn’t. The stranger, seeing that I was upset, approached with genuine concern. “Hey, are you okay? Why are you crying? Did that guy do something to upset you?” he asked, his voice full of empathy. I found it strange that a random person seemed more caring in this difficult moment than my own boyfriend. I answered politely, not wanting to alarm him. “No, no! He didn’t do anything. We’re just going through a tough time,” I said, feeling a pang of sadness and hopelessness.

“It’s okay, sweetheart. I’ll be right here if you need anything,” he said, his voice soothing as he gently touched my hand. His kindness was a stark contrast to the distance I felt from Spencer. I was so engrossed in this stranger’s unexpected attention that I didn’t notice Spencer coming back. When I finally looked up, I saw him standing behind the stranger with an expression of fierce anger on his face. My heart raced as I quickly pulled my hand away from the stranger’s, feeling a wave of anxiety. Spencer’s presence was unmistakable, and his anger was palpable.

“What a lovely couple!” Spencer’s voice sliced through the air, dripping with venom. “Care to explain what the hell is going on here? Did you find someone else while I was away? What a fucking whore.” His words were a harsh, stinging blow, and I was stunned into silence. Spencer’s rage was unlike anything I’d ever seen from him. The man I loved seemed to have completely disappeared, replaced by a furious, unrecognizable stranger. His face was contorted with anger, his eyes blazing with intensity. It was as if the gentle, caring person I knew had been overtaken by a dark, volatile force.

“Honey, it’s not like that. He just came over to see if I was okay. I don’t even know him,” I said, my voice trembling with desperation. Spencer’s harsh laugh echoed through the café, drawing the attention of everyone around us. “Of course she’s okay. More than okay,” Spencer said with a mocking edge. “She’s with me. She’s my girlfriend, you see? So, if you didn’t get the memo, I could have you arrested for harassment. She belongs to me, so you’d better leave before things get ugly.” The young man stood up, casting me a sympathetic glance before quickly leaving.

“Fuck you, Reid! Go to hell,” I said, my voice shaking with a mix of anger and sorrow. I stood up and headed back to our apartment, feeling overwhelmed by rage and disappointment. It felt as if the person I loved most had descended into a dark place, consumed by anger and rudeness, leaving me deeply heartbroken.

Back in my bedroom, I wrapped myself in a soft white blanket and settled into my bed, clutching a tub of Ben & Jerry’s Mint Chocolate Cookie ice cream. The comforting chill of the ice cream contrasted with the emotional turmoil I felt as I watched The Fault in Our Stars. I envied the deep, unwavering love between the characters, yearning for something similar with Spencer.

The sound of footsteps approaching the door interrupted my thoughts, followed by a soft knock. I paused the movie, wiped my tears with the back of my hand, and said, “I don’t want to talk, Spencer.” Despite my resolve to stay away, he pleaded, “Baby, please, can we talk?” With a heavy sigh, I reluctantly replied, “Come in.”

Spencer entered, his face etched with distress and fatigue, as if he had been crying. He sank onto the edge of the bed, his posture tense. I looked at him closely, noticing the deep lines of worry on his face. “Y/N, I’m really sorry,” he began, his voice cracking with emotion. “I’ve been a jerk,” he said, his voice heavy with regret. “I don’t want anyone near you because you’re mine. It’s not about possession; it’s just that, in prison, I saw how they treated women and heard terrible things about what they might do to you. I’m trying to protect you, but I know that doesn’t excuse my behavior. I’ve been awful these past few weeks, and I’m really sorry. You know I love you,” he said, his voice tinged with deep remorse.

As he spoke, my face fell with sadness and pain. I decided to open my heart to him and confront the situation we were facing. “Spencer, today has been incredibly hard for me,” I said, struggling to hold back the tears that were welling up. “I’m sorry for what happened, but I tried to talk to you, and you seemed uninterested. Then, you yelled at that man who was just checking if I was okay. Calling me names was devastating. You need help—please, go to therapy or talk to someone. I love you, but I can’t keep living like this. I want to be with you, but you’re making it so difficult.”

Spencer’s face flushed with shame as my words sank in. He looked down, unable to meet my eyes, his guilt almost palpable. After a moment of heavy silence, he reached out, gently taking my hand in his. His grip was tender but firm, as if he was afraid to lose that connection. “I’m so sorry,” he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. “I never meant to hurt you like this. Please, let me make it right. I don’t want to lose you.” His thumb brushed over the back of my hand, a small gesture that spoke of his desperation to bridge the gap between us.

“Spencer, I love you and want to marry you,” I whispered, wrapping my arms around him. “But we can’t move forward unless you’re willing to change. Let go of the jealousy, and please seek help to deal with everything that’s happened.” I pulled back slightly to look into his eyes. “If you give us this chance, I’ll be by your side every step of the way. Can we make this work together?”

He moved closer, gently threading his fingers through my hair. “I promise, love. I want to make your plan happen. I’m truly sorry. I love you,” he murmured, his voice tender. I leaned in, kissing him softly, our tears mingling as I wrapped my arms around him in a tight embrace. In that moment, I held on to the hope that, despite everything, our love could find a way through the darkness.

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[creedslove]

você pode fazer uma história onde o leitor finge ter um orgasm! Please!

"You could write a story where the reader pretends she has had an orgasm"

Dave York x f!reader

A/N: Bestie eu passei o dia inteiro pensando nesse seu request aqui, parabéns porque você conseguiu tirar a minha concentração no trabalho, principalmente depois que eu escolhi o Pedro boy que se encaixava melhor aqui!

Besties, I had to go with Dave York because he's such an asshole and I love him for that 😭

You'd been Dave York's mistress for over a year now, you didn't know exactly how it started it, but it had become quickly an addiction between the two of you

You just couldn't resist that handsome man. The way his body looked in his expensive suits, his bright smile, and his huge hands that caught you by the waist when someone bumped into you and you would've fallen if it weren't for him 

The shiny golden band on his finger set a disappointment you knew you weren't entitled to feel 

But that encounter led to other encounters in which you learned more about each other - he had a high profile job he didn't talk much about, two beautiful little girls and a wife 

When he showed you the pictures he kept in his wallet, you'd never felt an uglier feeling inside of you. You couldn't help but comparing yourself to her, trying to find reasons to feel better about yourself 

Reasons Dave eventually gave you by placing his hand on your thigh and told you you were prettier than his wife 

And that was how your affair began; you just loved to feel him, taste him, and no, you didn't give a shit about Carol, you should feel guilt but you didn't, she was just someone you didn't like and no matter if Dave was wrong, you would always take his side 

Whenever they were on the verge of divorce or making up, you didn't care, you knew he still preferred you over her 

So when he decided to try and give his wife some more attention you were still okay with it, after all you knew he did it out of convenience and to protect his money in case of a divorce 

He'd promised he would have lunch with her at the hotel's restaurant, what she didn't know was that her husband had booked a room just to fuck his mistress nearly an hour before 

Dave had been pounding into you, fiercely, his hips moving at such speed as he grunted like an animal - and you loved it 

You were so close, but you knew he was already fifteen minutes late and that fucking bitch wouldn't stop calling him every thirty seconds 

His phone wouldn't stop ringing and that simply took all of your concentration away. He thrusted into you and you could tell how close he was by how sloppy his movements were

You were trying hard to cum, but you could tell that wasn't happening, and at the same time you worried you would create even more problems to Dave since he would be even later 

You decided to take a chance and let out some whimpers, groaning and closing your eyes pretending you'd come at the same time he shot his load into you 

You had hopes he wouldn't notice, but honestly how could Dave not notice if he knew your body so well, he could tell you didn't moan like that when you came, and he knew how your tight pussy milked his cock dry 

And Dave wasn't happy about it, like what the fuck had happened? He couldn't satisfy you anymore? Did you find someone else? Or were you just getting cold in bed like his wife? 

He questioned you and you tried explaining everything to him, but he simply wouldn't take it. He was growing angry at the rejection feeling he was starting to feel in his chest, even if you assured him it was none of that 

Dave quickly got dressed and told you you'd pay for that and left to meet his wife 

On your way home you passed by the restaurant and it's glass windows just to see him taking his wife's hand during their lunch, he was flirting and smiling at her as if they were a couple in love 

He even gave her a necklace. He had actually bought you the necklace but after what happened he decided to give it to her instead 

Your next encounter was two days later, neither of you had said anything about what had happened, you started your love making session with Dave and he made sure to work you up good, kiss, lick and suck on all the right places

And then he got inside of you, came and got dressed without making you cum 

"since you faked it like a bad little bitch last time, I figured you don't need to cum for real now" 

You couldn't believe how infuriating that man was, you were all hot and bothered and it angered you how he simply left the room without a care in the world 

You tried to tell yourself that was just a silly punishment and the next time you got together he would make you squirt and pour for him 

And another couple of days passed before you two had another encounter, this time Dave was in a hurry and he only rubbed you up enough for you to get wet and slide into you before cumming and getting dressed again 

You looked at him with angry, frustrated tears and you got dressed, ignoring his eyes on you, you felt so used and humiliated you couldn't even begin to explain 

"That was the last time you touched me, you asshole. Next time you wanna empty yourself do it in your wife" 

You left without looking back

Dave laughed a little as he thought it was kind of amusing to see you so angry and shrugged it off, being sure you'd go back for his cock soon

Except you didn't 

And not only that, you straight up ignored him. You didn't take his calls, or replied to his messages, and when he showed up at your work you refused to leave the bathroom until you were sure he was gone 

Your attitude pissed him off in the first couple of weeks and he even tried getting you out of his mind and focusing on his wife, but god Carol had become such an annoying and unattractive woman 

He didn't want to admit but he missed you too much, and maybe, just maybe, Dave York started contemplating the idea that perhaps his affair with you went beyond sex 

Of course he missed the sex, but he missed you, your body, your face, your smell, the way you smiled and you got genuinely happy to see him 

And he knew he wouldn't resist being without any longer

So he drove to your house and when you didn't answer the door, even if he saw your car in the driveway, he didn't give a shit and simply broke in, scaring the shit out of you 

He could say he was sorry and and start a pity party and ask you for forgiveness or he could show you how sorry he was 

So he didn't give you time to kick him out of home, he grabbed you in his tight grip and sank his face into your cunt 

And he worshiped your tight wet pussy, by eating you out non-stop for what it felt like hours 

He licked, suckled and nibbbled your clit, slid his tongue all over your folds, getting into your gushing hole and fucking you with his mouth for what it felt like hours 

Each time he got you to cum, he whispered "I'm sorry" against your pussy 

When he saw you couldn't take it anymore he just pulled you to him, assuring you he didn't need to fuck you, he just wanted to keep you close 

He even called his wife and made up some excuse about having to take an urgent business trip so he could sleep at your place 

It was the first time you actually spent one night sleeping together and you found out Dave York enjoyed when you slept on his chest 

He apologized to you in the morning for being a major arrogant asshole and after a while he admired why he had acted that way, telling you he got insecure 

You assured him it couldn't be further from the truth

The next day you received a package sent by him, there was a pair of pearl thong panties and a pearl necklace, with a handwritten note by Dave telling you to wear only that when he got home later that night because he'd told the Mrs. another business trip was scheduled and he couldn't get away 

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[thetimelordbatgirl]

I found this on the Descendants subreddit:

What do you think?I dunno I feel about this.

For starting orders, are these from the Descendants guide book??? Because if so, I didn't know that was potentially out yet...unless these are preview pages??? If so, kinda weird Red or Chloe didn't get their pages previewed...unless they contain spoilers and can't be shown unlike Mal's and Uma's and the page on transformations... Not gonna lie though, these preview pages are kinda making me wanna buy it...soley to see how the fuck Descendants explains ANYTHING in its universe at this fucking point.

But to answer the question: let's get transformations page out of the way first, because uh, I find it the most meh lol- its just basic knowledge about transformations and Maleficent, Mal and Uma being the only characters so far to have that ability...though confusing how its surprising to Auradon, since they a fairy tale kingdom, transformations shouldn't be a surprise really... Though they really gave a list of shit Mal did with her dragon but then said 'oh and Uma can transform too I guess' like they really did not care to go into Uma much there, though curious why they saying its only via necklace she can do that as I assumed it was Ursula's magic/DNA in general that allowed Uma to go octopus form... Plus lemme just add: 'battled Uma' last I checked all Mal did was fly around and blow FIRE at WATER and that's it, Ben handled that shit more then Mal did really.

Now onto Mal's....first: United States of Auradon...okay nice to know I guess Beyond The Isle Of The Lost definitely ain't gonna be connected to the film at this rate because there they called it United Kingdom of Auradon, but now we back to the film title here, aka United States of Auradon. But heyyyy! We can celebrate that they actually resisted the urge to blame Ben for Mal's problems for once! ...It's sad I consider that an absolute win, really, but its Descendants so... "Confident and natural leader"...wait is that meant to be serious or...because I kinda laughed there given how much of a 'confident' and 'natural leader' she was in D2 and D3... "Particularly because she felt guilty about the VK's she'd left behind" Yeah, she felt so guilty in fact that she literally showed zero fucking concern in D2 about the VKs when treating the Isle like a get away place, let alone showed zero concern when Evie did on the Isle about the VK's and in D3 basically went, "Fuck those kids, my happily ever after is more important-", when choosing WITHOUT HESTIATION to close the barrier and punish the VKs for crimes they didn't do and still intended to do this even during the lies revealed scene...so clearly guilty about leaving the VKs behind, guys. "Eventually, she helped convince the Auradon citizens to accept all VKs into Auradon Prep." And by that, I mean likely everyone else did the work but Mal's being given credit because main character and Descendants wants you to believe she actually gave a crap about the VKs after that council meeting scene lmao. "Mal is talented in a lot of areas, both in artistic endeavors and in spells and magic"...wait we NOW remember shes into art???? Because D2-3 did not fucking remember that detail well before making her into generic main character for personality and shit- but also where's being a bully and getting away with it and other crimes like love spelling someone and lying in those talents? She's very oddly good at those, even after she's meant to be good. "mess with other students" Well, that's a brutally honest description of what Mal was like with magic in Auradon Prep lmao. "the queen she was always meant to be" I...Do I need to point out saying Mal was always meant to have a form of power over people isn't great, given what she's like, or...? Like, taking someone who had a form of power on the Isle and used it to be a bully and shit and giving them power over a kingdom when they haven't even changed much isn't great, but Descendants seems to think Mal's the greatest so no wonder they acting like it was simply destiny she was always meant to be queen... Also I guess Mal still has the ember and didn't donate it to the museum so uh, there's that...also why does Hades' image look the most awkward lmao???? Did they not have a stock character image of Hades like Maleficent and Ben or...

I...really don't have much to say about Uma's page lmao- not because its meh or bad, its just not giving me much to complain about as it didn't at least villainize her like Descendants normally loves too...though interesting choice to say Uma only wanted to go to Auradon because she was envious of Mal and not because she wanted to free the villain kids...but I guess we can't let someone else care about the villain kids when we pretending like Mal gave a shit about them suddenly! But uh, guess this is confirmation that Fairy Godmother fully retired??? She and Ben's parents really do just like to ditch their jobs at the nearest chance and hand it off to the nearest young person- though I still really don't get why Uma would want to be a head mistress of a school, like I know she'd want to help villain kids and such, but like, she can do that outside of being head mistress technically, it just feels random for her character. Also niece of Uliana...are they actually gonna address this fully in the film or...we know Uma captured by Queen of Hearts so like....sigh, Uma suffering more in plot bullshit, first it was Mal's plot bullshit, now its Queen of Hearts bullshit, she cannot catch a fucking break. And one last question: when did the Isle of the Lost become a KINGDOM??? It was called a prison last I checked, why does it count as a home kingdom now??? If I was a villain kid and asked my home kingdom, I wouldn't say the Isle of the Lost, because that's a prison I was stuck on for existing basically.

[vansmissingcheek]

Triple Dog Dare

Van x TeamCaptain!Reader ☁️ 🥧

warnings: fluffy make out sesh nothing too crazy 🐝

I will still be writing the winner of the poll I did don’t worry ‼️

The heat of New Jersey summers was no joke. The passing of a nonexistent breeze swept through the field. Beads of sweat glowing off of the foreheads of the Lady Yellowjackets as they bolted around the box. Swarming. You were a natural leader, falling into your role as co-captain easily. Although you and Jackie had quite different ideas of the perfect “high school experience”, you got along well enough. You were going on hour three of practice and everyone was feeling it. The fifteen minute break felt like years ago as Coach Ben finally called out to the team to bring it in. June was never an easy month. Conditioning and scrimmages lined up one after the other. Overworked and tired there was one thing that grounded you during the summer season. Vanessa Palmer. The one and only. Their long red hair pulled back in a braid as they trotted up to meet the rest of the team. Your eyes drifted from Ben to their sweaty form as they took a knee beside you. They flashed a quick tired smile once they noticed your stare and then proceeded to listen in to the Coach’s words intently.

“Good work today girls,” Coach Ben smiled down at the team with Misty, who stood grinning in a pair of overalls with a large white splotch of SPF on her nose.

“This team has real potential to push us all the way to nationals. I know it was a tough loss to miss out on last year,” The memory bitter in your mouth, “-but I have a good feeling that we can make it past semi-finals with a group like this!” As his words began to fade into the background of your mind the memory sunk in. Last season the team had lost their qualifying game by a single point. You had watched as the silence ensued. Taissa was livid with herself and her team. Laura Lee reached out in an attempt to help multiple times only to be shot down repeatedly. You being mostly internal about your disappointment, comforted people with silent shoulder pats, while Lottie stayed silent and avoided the reassurance you tried to place on her, and then there was Van. They had walked into the locker room last. Written on their face was an emptiness they couldn’t hide. Normally Van was the first to pick everyone up after a loss, providing a feeling of hope. Now with Jackie being the only one trying to rouse the troops, you seemed to be the last one noticing their downward spiral. It was a close game. One point is worse than losing by a landslide, because there’s a what if. What if we had made just one more goal, what if that play would’ve worked out, what if- that’s when it hit you. Van was doing the same thing. Instead now they were no doubt thinking about what could’ve happened if they had saved that one shot. Or not have let any in for that matter. Your jersey was torn off of you prior to your revelation and your socks were uneven as you turned to walk towards Van’s locker hall. Slowly coming to the corner you knocked briefly on a locker and turned to face them. Their head in their hands you walked closer to sit beside them. In those moments you spoke about anything but the game. The upcoming year, your schedules, the fucking weather. Anything so that you could see the light be brought back to their face. Only once you mentioned that you were seeing the new movie ‘Pulp Fiction’ that coming November did their eyes light up. Immediately, they widened their gaze and began rambling about Uma Thurman and Quentin Tarantino. Although they were rather lost in their own world, you smiled. You knew then the plans were set. You would see this movie together. You would see this movie with Van and learn anything and everything that made their eyes sparkle like this so that they never stopped.

Your recollection was cut short as Coach Ben turned his gaze to you moving a hand out.

“I think you’ve heard enough from me so captains, would you like to add anything?”

You looked up at him feeling a little flustered in the moment, “Oh, I mean- I think that everyone is doing a great job.” You saw a teasing grin from beside you at your unsteady acknowledgments. “Rookies I am loving the energy you are bringing to this team- and I am so excited to share this season with all of you.” You ended your pep talk with a dorky fist pumping the air slightly. Jackie joined in as well saying a few words about how this year would be great and blah blah blah- Your eyes drifted from her to Van once again. This time they had been looking at you as well. You shared a knowing grin and looked away shaking your head. A smile still gracing your face as Coach dismissed you.

Van mimicked your fist pump from earlier and you smacked their arm away immediately, earning a cackle from them. “Oh shut up,” You laughed out moving to walk towards the locker room. “Wow lady, I didn’t say anything!” They fiend innocence, raising their hands in defeat. “You didn’t have to,” You rolled your eyes still grinning as Van caught up to your pace. Your shoulders knocking into one another as you walked. “So how is your day going.” You turn your head slightly to glance over at them. “It’s been alright,” Van looked over at you a grin rising on their face, “I ate shit earlier,” they held out a finger as they spoke counting their achievements, “-and I’m drenched in sweat,” another finger was outstretched, “-and my girlfriend hasn’t kissed me in weeks-“ You scoffed rolling your eyes once again as they put that same hand to their forehead in agony. Letting out a fake sob you laughed.

“You’re such a dork.” You giggle at their antics. Shoving their shoulder lightly as you two find your way to the school doors walking briskly into the locker room.

The two of you changed in separate areas like you always had. You standing next to Jackie and Shauna while Van’s locker hall was near the back. It was never a question that you two couldn’t really open up about the relationship to the team. Although a sad reality, you both knew it to be safer and easier this way. There were suspicions you were sure, but no one here said anything about them. As the team began to file out you came out of your brisk shower, clothes changed with your hair damp. Walking back to your section you placed your dirty uniform, socks, and shoes inside. This was routine by now. After you had finished your system you walked back to Van’s row to find them with a magazine open, leaning on the lockers behind them.

“A week really is such a long time,” You watched as they turned to meet your eyes, smile widening as you grew closer to them. Although it hadn’t been more than four days since you had last seen one another, it felt like years to both of you.

“I think we need to make up that time, don’t you?” They questioned, a sly grin set on their freckled face. You came close enough to bring your arms to their hips. Looking down at their soft sweatshirt and wavy hair.

“I can’t argue with that..” Your words were lost as you lent down to press your lips to their’s. The familiarity immediately comforting the stress and worries of last year’s season. Tossing them out of your mind. Slowly their hands made their way to your shoulders gripping slightly at the back of your neck. Deepening the kiss you pressed your chest to Van’s and brought a singular hand up from their hip to their jaw, guiding them. Moments like these made all of it worth it. The waiting and the pining and the sneaking, all for just the taste of their breath every couple days. On the off chance you were able to have Van over, it was worth it solely for the ability to hear a small ‘I love you’ slip from their lips. Now in this room it was just the two of you able to hear your shared breathing. Slowly, you broke away as the air fought for its place in your lungs. They brought their head to the side as you trailed soft kisses down their neck. Peppering nips and flush breaths to their mandible. Slowly dropping the hand from their jaw and bringing it to their side once again. The sliver of skin, exposed on their stomach due to their hands being brought over your shoulders, was traced repeatedly with your thumb. Once again they guided their lips back onto yours. Biting softly at your bottom lip and allowing their tongue to trace your own. Gripping at the base of their hair allowed you to control the kiss completely.

When all of this sneaking around had started, you had just recently gotten out of one of the hardest games of the past season. Your priorities to win and your passion for the sport slipping out as you addressed the team. “That was some of the best work i’ve seen from this group.” You grinned, “Now don’t get cocky,” you warned, “Winning one game won’t win us the season.” A collective groan was let out and disagreements were shared but you laughed off the chaos.”Okay, okay..” You sighed. “It’s not for nothing,” Smile playing on your lips as you looked up to see faces so bright and happy. “-we’re going to semi-finals bitches!” You raise your hands laughing openly as cheers erupted and hollers were shared. Music was turned on at some point and you stayed content for a while in that moment before moving back to your section of the changing room. What you hadn’t felt was Van watching you. Every movement you had made. If there was one thing Van found attractive it was drive. They loved the people who knew what they wanted. So as Van followed you back to your section you weren’t expecting to see them. Your corner was towards the back adjacent to Van’s. Jackie and Shauna had been singing with the group and celebrating. Van and you had hung out repeatedly after that first talk. You had seen that first movie, and then had gone to see several since. Every time your crush growing more and more unavoidable. When you turned to see Van you expected a joke or a question or a congratulations on your game winning goal; instead, your lips locked. Your first instinct was to push away. Only briefly did you separate before you returned the kiss more aggressively gripping their jersey collar. You heard the padding of feet and this time Van separated you both and took a step back. Jackie and Shauna came into view laughing and barely acknowledging the two of you who were now facing each other with your breathing slightly altered. Van muttered something to the effect of “Thanks for the advice.” and walked to their section.

Ever since then this was the new normal. Finding one another in these moments and being able to enjoy each other outwardly. Van’s lips moving in sync with your own. A push to your chest had you sitting on the bench that divided the locker walls. Van moving to stand between your legs and lace a hand through the hair at the base of your neck. Slowly moving your lips to their’s, a soft noise was released from your throat at the feeling of a slight tug. Your hands found their hips and your thumbs traced lazily. When you broke away you and Van looked into each others eyes for a while, your gaze only being broken by singular loving pecks.

“You know, it would be nice to take you on a real date.” You smiled at their idea. “What would that entail?” Their eyes looked above you jutting their lip out in thought as their head was set crooked to one side. “Maybe to dinner or on a picnic to the drive-in?”

“Vanessa Palmer you romantic!” You smacked their upper arm as they groaned and went to pull away from the embrace. Quickly though you brought your hands up to lay on top of their shoulders and kissed them softly. “I would love that.” You both proceeded to smile at each other like absolute idiots for a while.

“Your dad is going to kill you if you don’t hurry up,” They give a careful reminder pressing soft kisses to your cheeks. Quickly they remember their own mother waiting outside. “Oh shit,” They break away grabbing their things and coming back to place one last kiss on your lips. “My mom might genuinely skin me if I don’t hurry up.” A sympathetic smile graced your face and you gave them a chaste kiss on the cheek. As they walked away you called out one last thing,

“Don’t forget we have conditioning at 12 tomorrow!” You grin at their hurried jog.

“Aye-aye Captain!” Van saluted as they briskly stepped out through the locker room doors.

Hello pookies I hope you enjoyed this thought I had 🐝

[blues824]

May I request a Dorm leaders (+vice dorm leaders) x horse girl! Reader. Basically back in Readers world there’s horse girls that they attend an academy, where they study and train to be the best horse girl there is (Idea from Uma Musume pretty derby a sport anime.) And reader is one of the fastest and called “The Black Assassin” there race outfit resembles gothic lolita. How would the characters react to seeing them on the track and out speeding everyone easily. watch the Uma musume races on yt.

What in the actual fuck is this request?? And what in the actual fuck is this anime??? And why does it look good????

Ortho’s is platonic, obviously, as I included him here even though he’s not a Vice Housewarden.

Riddle Rosehearts watched in surprise as you broke the NRC record and even the RSA record for fastest person running on the track. Sure, it could be because of your horse-like features and training from your previous school, he reasoned. That aside, he enjoys your rather quiet personality, as it gives him a break from the usually obnoxious dormmates he had to deal with every single day.

Trey Clover had seen a video that went viral on Cater’s magicam page of you outrunning every single athletic student in NRC. He was surprised that a shy person like yourself had that in you, but to be fair, it’s always the quiet ones that have some unique skill or quirk that makes them special. He made sure that you ate after so that you could regain your energy, though.

Leona Kingscholar was surprised at how you rose up to the challenge when one of the Second Years in his dorm got a bit too prideful in how fast he was running during Spelldrive practice. What further surprised him was how you proceeded to leave said Second Year in the dust quite literally. It was very impressive to the lion, and it actually made him wake up.

Ruggie Bucchi has already made a bunch of horse-related puns, but none of them were too harmful. There was one time where he had stolen something from one of the richer students and you were shocked at what he had done, and in a moment of panic you grabbed his hand and sprinted the other way. You might as well have been carrying a flag because he was just waving in the wind behind you.

Azul Ashengrotto may or may not have made a bet on the wrong horse when reviewing the stats of the students during the Spelldrive tournament. You were the quickest and most agile player on the field, and he was sitting in the stands just watching in pure surprise as you were scoring goal after goal. Of course, he also noted that it might be because you were a horse beast-person, but maybe it could be of good use to him…

Jade Leech also watched from the stands, and he was the one who made the 5 Thaumark bet  with Azul on you being the one to score the most points. He later informed you of the bet, and you blushed in embarrassment. He found you absolutely adorable, and started calling you ‘seahorse’ to further fluster you, even though nicknames were usually his twin’s thing.

Kalim Al-Asim wasn’t an athletic student, but he saw you a few times in PE class and you were incredible whenever Coach Vargas had everyone running laps. Your stamina was infinite, which was saying a lot when you compared to Kalim. He cheered you on, and it made you embarrassed at how openly supportive he was.

Jamil Viper was surprised when you came up to him one day and asked if you could train with the Basketball Club to retain your running abilities. He asked if you could demonstrate around the court, and you broke the NRC speed record for completing a mile of running. His eyes widened in shock as it seemed like you didn’t break a sweat. Needless to say, you were welcome to train with the Basketball Club whenever you wanted to.

Vil Schoenheit sometimes does morning runs when he has a particularly busy day ahead of him. However, he couldn’t say that he expected to see you running as well. But instead of just doing a jog, you were full-on sprinting. Your form, your breathing technique, and the focus you had could have convinced the actor that you were part of a Track Team before NRC, only to find out that you trained to be the best derby horse at your previous school. Everything made sense now.

Rook Hunt knew that you were a very fast runner, and he knew because he stalked you, and he stalked you because he thought you and your aesthetic were both beautiful and unique. The hunter had such a way with words that left your heart pounding against your chest and your face feeling warm. He knew the effect that he had on you, too.

Idia Shroud had seen you during the Housewarden meetings, and that’s how he grew absolutely smitten with you. Your dress let him know that you both liked similar aesthetics. However, he didn’t expect you to be such a fast runner. He had seen you racing against Ortho, and holy shit you are speedy.

Ortho Shroud has now deemed you his older sister, and is trying to set you up with Idia. That means he invites you over constantly, and he asks if you would hang out with him while also asking his brother if he would hang out with him at the exact same time. He may seem innocent and cute, but we all know that he is truly sneaky and calculating.

Malleus Draconia is mesmerized by how your clothing styles are similar. Very gothic. Anyways, he first saw your quick speed when you both had originally met. He accidentally scared you, as you had not been expecting anyone to come by so late at night, and you ran. He went after you, and it turned into a real Princess Aurora and Prince Phillip moment.

Lilia Vanrouge notices how shy you are and starts pulling small tricks. For example, scaring you every once in a while. When you get romantically involved, he does the same thing but plants a kiss on your cheek in addition to scaring you. He saw how fast you could run during one of his training sessions with Silver. He had invited you to join, and you started by running a few laps. He was surprised at how quickly you finished running, and even complimented you on your skill and form.

[ronance4everbrainrot]

Some more more little descendants incorrect quotes with Glassheart/CharmingHeart

(and other ships)

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Queen of Hearts: Enough! How dare you mock me in such a manner!?

Red: Well. How would you like me to mock you? I take requests.

(Red, keep your head safe)

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Chloe, sweating: Red, there’s something I need to ask you-

Red: Finally! You’re proposing!

Chloe: How’d you know?

Red: Amore, you’ve dropped the ring five times during dinner.

Red: I even picked it up once.

(Chloe version of the proposal lol. Chloe's Mary Ann shining through)

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Uma: *tapping fingers on table*

Mal: *taps fingers back furiously*

Audrey: …What’s going on?

Evie: Morse code. They’re talking.

Uma: -.-- ..- .-. / - …. . / -.-. ..- - . … -

Mal: *slams hands on table* YOU TAKE THAT BACK!

(The double date wasn't a good idea... They got thrown out)

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Jay: I have a new hoodie.

Carlos: Wrong.

Carlos: We have a new hoodie.

(Yep. Honestly they've been doing that since childhood, sharing hoodies)

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Charming: Do you see yourself as a glass half-full or glass half-empty kind of person?

Ella: Half-full, definitely.

Ella: Half-full and constantly rising.

Ella: Soon the water will escape its container and consume us all.

(Ella, I think spending time with Bridget turned you Mad. Slay)

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Bridget: *about Red and Chloe* They make a cute couple, huh?

Ella: They certainly are standing next to each other.

(Ella, you're gaydar is not broken. You're just denying it because of your internalized homophobia)

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Bridget: Having two partners is both amazing and complicated. But all our problems are solved with communication.

Charming: It’s my turn to cuddle Ella.

Bridget: FIVE MORE MINUTES DAMMIT!

(Red: *non-existent*)

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Bridget, near tears: I have the sex appeal of a math book!

Ella: I don’t know, dude, I’ve never met anyone that opened a math book and didn’t say “fuck me”.

(Ella being a good girlfriend)

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Chloe: Crushes are the worst. Whenever I’m near mine, I start acting stupid.

Red: You always act stupid.

Red:

Red: Wait...

(yeah. She totally was just staring at you while you tried to make the obvious Obvious)

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Chloe: Yeah, a partner sounds nice, but a supreme enemy you can make out with in secret sometimes sounds a lot more hardcore.

(Like staring at their lips in the fight of your lives)

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Hope you liked it Uwuwuwuw

Byeeee

[talesoftheesun]

Oof I just saw your post so HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY 🥳

If you're still accepting requests, I'd like one with "I'm really sorry" + Jude litg x fem reader

I know we'll have like few more days but I need to see him begging for forgiveness asap 🧍🏻‍♀️

thank u sm! 🥹 sorry this is a bit late and if the pacing seems off, the heat has been beating my ass

I wrote this as a main villa li x mc, as opposed to specifically jude x mc, since fusebox writes like that themselves lol. but it's also so that everyone can read this while imagining it's their li I guess?? I hope you don't mind and that you enjoy it!

all stars main li (chen/henri/jude/lyle) x female!reader

You’re nervous. You’re about to enter the main villa again after being in casa amor for a few days. Realistically you know you have nothing to worry about. The two of you were the strongest couple before casa. Not that that’s a great accomplishment given the state of the other couples, but the strongest couple nonetheless. Aside from the pool mishap, which you explained in the letter you wrote him before you were whisked away to casa amor. So why are you so nervous?

You’re the last girl to walk out. You’d asked the others to wish you luck, to which they all said you wouldn’t need it. But as you're walking down the steps towards the firepit, you don’t miss the looks of pity in their eyes as you join them. You can feel your stomach starting to churn, everything in you is telling you to turn around and just walk away, save yourself the heartache of what you’re about to witness. 

But you don’t. You force yourself to keep your head up high and your back straight. You look him right in the eye. 

And that’s when you see it. 

“No. Fucking. Way.” Your eyes are locked in on his hand clasped in hers. 

Her. 

Uma.

Somehow, he seems just as surprised as you. He starts making his way over to you but he doesn’t get very far with her deathgrip pulling him back, “Babe, I’m—”

“Don’t.” You start walking away, “You don’t get to call me that anymore.”

“Wait!” He wrenches his hand from hers, “Please let me explain!”

You stop so abruptly he bumps into you. “I actually can’t believe you,” Taking a step back, you cross your arms. “When I was accused of cracking on behind your back you believed them, even though I have only had eyes for you from the moment we met. When the PDA awards happened you wouldn’t even let me explain. I wrote you a letter to tell you what really happened, I told you I’d stay loyal to you and I did, I slept on the fucking daybeds for you. I refused to participate in kissing challenges and lost raunchy races because of it, for you! I refused to rekindle things with Stefan even though we have unfinished business, because I wanted to be with you!”

“I—” 

You hold up your hand and scoff, “You just couldn’t wait to get rid of me huh? I wasn’t even gone for 24 hours and you’d already jumped into bed with the next pretty face.”

“What? No!” If you weren’t so angry right now you’d laugh at how his eyes almost popped out of their sockets. “Please, just let me explain. Please.” 

His begging tone makes your anger falter. You nod wordlessly and allow him to pull you towards the swing seat. The two of you sit in awkward silence for a while. You can’t take it anymore, “Well go on then, you were so keen to explain.”

“Right,” He clears his throat, “I guess that did make me sound kinda guilty, didn’t it? Well… I only twisted because Uma told me you told her you were twisting, with Stefan. But as soon as I saw him walk out with Nat I knew she’d lied.”

“So… Once again, you believed what other people said about me, over me. Did I get that right?” 

“No! That’s not wha—god I’ve really been putting my feet in it, haven’t I?” He runs his hand through his hair in frustration and takes a deep breath. “When Uma came back from your date she pulled me aside. She said she had important information that would make me think twice about my decision. She already knew I was gonna stick with you. Looking back now I realise she obviously played me.” 

He looks at you, looking for sympathy maybe. You can’t find it in you to give him any right now. 

He takes another deep breath and continues, “She told me she could barely get a word in during the date, that the moment you two sat down you started gushing about the fact that Stefan, your ex Stefan, was in casa with you. That you hadn’t realised how much you missed him until you saw him again after all those years. That you and Stefan decided to rekindle your relationship again. That—” His voice breaks, “That you told her to tell me to move on.”

“I should’ve known she’d lie. I remember her first season. Logically I knew it too, I read your letter every morning right after I woke up and every night before I’d fall asleep.  Even though I knew you’d stay loyal to me, hearing her say what you’d supposedly told her just shook me up so bad. Because I knew you and Stefan didn’t end on bad terms. I knew people constantly bringing him up must’ve messed with your head. And then he actually showed up in casa amor… Honestly I would’ve understood if you had twisted with him. And that’s why I twisted with Uma. That way we’d at least still both be in the villa, ya know, we could’ve worked through our issues and found our way back to each other. But that’s obviously not what happened…”

With your arms crossed you softly mumble, “Obviously…” You sigh before going on, “Uma told me the casa girls were interested in you, and that you seemed to enjoy the attention. But ultimately stayed loyal. In fact, I never told her any of what she told you. The only thing I told her was that Stefan was one of the casa boys, I couldn’t even get a word in because she was talking the whole time.” You scoff, “Seems like this was her plan along huh, get me to stick while making you twist so I’d get eliminated.”

He looks even more ashamed now that he knows the whole truth. “I know I’ve been a shit partner to you lately. I did believe you when you said you hadn’t done anything with Finn, I swear. I was just hurt because you missed my surprise while he was hogging your attention. And then seeing it on the big screen with that cliffhanger… I didn’t know what to think. You’ve never given me a reason to doubt you, so I should’ve trusted you. I really don’t have an excuse for it. All I can do is promise to be better moving forward, if you’ll still have me.” He rubs the back of his neck.

“Well,” You start, “Since Uma played us both, and you twisted and left me single, we both know what’s about to happen. If you care about me as much as you claim you do and you’re actually sorry, you know what to do.” You leave to pack your suitcase, leaving him with his thoughts. 

‘Should I stay or should I leave with her?’

[humaforever]

Random things that have become increasingly popular in the descendants fandom that I love

This isn't even 'made up' by the fandom, but all the De Vil children (Carlos, Diego, and Ivy) are cousins. So apparently Cruella has a bunch of siblings. I have no idea who they are, but cool.

Back in the day it was either Harriet Hook is dating Anthony Tremaine or Harriet Hook is dating Ginny Gothel. Then one day people were like, "Hey, what if..." Now they are all dating each other and are in a throuple :)

In addition to the previous statement, not a popular opinion just a random thought. There are three single people in the main descendants movie characters. Gil, Audrey, and Jay, and you always see them mixed in a couple somehow. I'm honestly surprised they are never put together as a throuple, or that's it ever even considered as an idea anywhere.

There's like a new mim kid every week. Only one of them is technically canon. But that doesn't matter, all of them are loved.

There's also a ton of Tremaine cousins now as well.

Claudine Frollo became a fan favorite and a lot of that may have started because everyone decided she was baby and she needs love and affection because she is Claude Frollo's daughter.

Claudine is also pretty strictly into women and has definitely had a bit of a crisis over it.

It's few and far between that you find an isle kid that is completely straight.

Even though the writers completely ignored it, we have accepted Hadie as Mal's brother and we love him here.

It is a popular opinion that Squeaky and Squirmy are not the Smee kids' real names, and I am completely on board with that. Because what the fuck kind of names are those.

Marya Rasputin. Anastasia isn't even technically a Disney movie, which I'm pretty sure is where the idea for this character came from. But Marya is a part of Disney's descendants now, it's been decided, it's official.

We lost Doug along the way. RIP bro. I haven't seen anything about him in the descendants fandom in ages.

Uma and Audrey have only interacted with each other once in canon, in the royal wedding (which we all ignore.) But they are besties, they just are. Audrey gets along with a lot of the VK'S for that matter.

Sammy Smee hasn't been able to catch a break since Harriet Hook acquired siblings. The chaos started when Harry was born.