#whose boyfriend was mad at her for GOING to prom without him despite him being in fucking FL

[aro-culture-is]

Aro culture is one of your friends complaining to you constantly because his girlfriend isn’t going to be at prom and so prom is going to be so depressing and he’s just going to be alone and it’s just going to be awful and the whole time you’re just sitting there knowing you will never have a date to prom or anywhere else for that matter and it’s really hard to stay positive about that when everyone is so freaking obsessed with romance

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[mzargentum]

My Hero’s Halloween Present

Hey, guys! I’m so sorry that I haven’t been active lately. I’ve been dealing with a few things that sort of sent me through some depression, but I couldn’t finish the month without making at least one contribution to Promptober. So enjoy!

Word Count: 825

Warnings: None. | OC’s: Muerlinian Zephyr

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, PROM-KIN! <3

Halloween.

The night where kids get to spurge on for a sugar rush while the adult kids get in a good rush on their own.

Parties, booze and whatever else they can sink their teeth into. It’s a night of uncharted thrills, but no one was enjoying it more than...

“WOOO, BABY!!! THAT’S WHAT I’M TALKIN’ ABOUT!!!”

Prompto.

“Geez, babe, did you have to go all out with the candy?”, Muerlin smirked as she assisted her wobbly chocolate blooded boyfriend in their shared apartment.

They both had to work for his birthday so she promised him a late party on Halloween. For some reason she didn’t take into account how much Gladio and Noct would insist on it being at a bar after getting him his damned candy.

But judging by the fact he was in some sort of drunken sugar rush and seemingly super high on life, how could she be mad?

“Nahhh, it’s Halloween! Aaaand I’m goin’ all out!”, the blonde bubbler shouted with glee as he slumped over his tipsy girlfriend, whom had nothing, but a loving smile on her face as she carried his lean body to the couch.

As he plopped down and dug into his bag of candy, he suddenly noticed Muerlin had disappeared from the room. However, despite this, he was too drunk to back off from his sack of sweets.

“Muermaid?”, he called out, mouthful of caramel and chocolate, but to no answer. Surprisingly, after a few moments, Prompto, in his drunkenness began to panic from her absence.

I mean, it was Halloween. She could’ve gotten attacked by a vampire or a werewolf. Although he was sure she’d flatten either one out with a single fling of the wrist, but STILL! ANYTHING could happen.

“Muerlin?!”, a shriek escaped his chocolate covered lips, still receiving no answer, but just when the protective drunk boyfriend was about to show...

“TADA!!!!”

The most piercing squeal suddenly erupted throughout the living room, sending Muerlin into a small giggle fit as her drunken boyfriend plummets to the floor with a loud thud.

“WHAT?! WHERE?! WHO?!”, the frantic blonde stammered breathlessly before spotting his girlfriend behind the couch, cheeks bright red from giggling from his sudden fright.

“Jeez, babe!” the blonde hiccuped as he badly tried to pick himself up from the floor, “you tryin’ to give me a heart attack or somethi-what’s that?”, Prompto abruptly asked, his voice now in a much lower tone, pointing toward an object in Muerlin’s grasp.

“Oh, this?”, Muerlin playfully teased her now completely coherent boyfriend. “Oh, it’s just a brand new copy of...MY HERO ONE’S JUSTICE!!!”

Never in her life would Muerlin ever believe that Prompto could scream anymore like a girl than he did normally...until this moment when he grabbed Muerlin bringing her down in the biggest hug on the couch, smothering her face in kisses mixed with endless thank you’s.

“Happy Birthday, sweetie”, Muerlin somehow managed to get out behind Prompto’s freak out.

“How’d you even afford this?! I thought this cost like 80gil!”, the blonde squealed in disbelief as he stared wistfully at the cover.

“Saved up my tips”, Muerlin triumphantly admitted with a grin. “Plus, how could I not know? You’ve been drooling over the commercials for months”.

Surprisingly Prompto didn’t realize how obvious he made it all this time. After all, it was his favorite show, but now his excitement had fully taken over.

“We should play it!”, Prompto gasped, his violet iris’ beaming at the silver haired minx.

“Now?”, she stuttered. “It’s almost 3 in the morning”, she whined.

“Yeah, now”, Prompto hopped up from his seat sliding toward the console to put in the disc. “Unless you’re chicken”, he hiss toward his girlfriend, a sly grin stretched across his face.

Muerlin always tried to be the responsible one out of the two despite the fact everyone knew she was a major hothead, but unlike everyone else...Prompto was able to manipulate this to his favor.

“Psh...I’m no chicken...”, the silver haired queen mumbled under her breath, trying to keep her composure.

“Bu-COOOOCK! Bock, bock, bock, bu-COOCK!”

“Alright, you little shit! It’s on!”, Muerlin shouted, stomping toward her cocky boyfriend, little sparks of lightning adorably illuminating her chubby cheeks.

She was fired up, just how he liked it. 

Although he knew he was still drunk and would probably get his ass handed to him tonight by Eraserhead, it was all worth it to see that blaze of righteous fury brewing within those lagoon orbs.

In all honesty, it was actually kind of sexy...

Prompto eyed Muerlin carefully as she grabbed her controller and plopped back on the couch.

“You ready to get spanked?”, she joked before glancing to her boyfriend standing before her.

A rush heat rose to her chest as she peered into his now darkened gaze, his pearly teeth lightly pressed against his bottom lip before revealing a sinful grin.

“Oh, ho, ho...we’ll see whose really getting spanked later”.

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