#will also say... spent pretty much most of the day blushing like crazy xD

[hellishgoat]

Y’all will look at this Kratos I got he’s so... angry 😡 and uhh mr me xD

ALSO YOU GUYS ARE ALL SO SWEET THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! Thank you for the gifts 🥺 and for all the nice bday messages ; u ;)/

[wikiangela-fanfics]

“You being there was all I needed” - Buddie oneshot

Yep, it happened. Buddie sucked me in and now I’m writing about them hahaha

It’s my first fic about them, and I’m not necessarily happy with how it turned out, but at the same time I kinda like it XD Hopefully, any new ones I write about them will be better haha

2k words, most of it under the cut cause it seemed kinda long haha

Ao3 here

Enjoy ♥

(also, shoutout @oliverstarkkk for reading and liking it haha your response to this fic gave me enough confidence about it to actually post it ♥ hah)

***

He woke up hearing faint sounds of conversation from the kitchen. He immediately knew that Buck had to come over, since he was the only one who had a key. Then he heard his laughter, which only confirmed what Eddie thought. The only thing he was a little confused about was why Buck was there so early. And why didn’t he or Christopher wake him up. 

He picked up his phone to check the time. It wasn’t even 9am yet. They had a day off after the 24-hour shift they’d just finished. How the hell did Buck get out of bed so early on his day off after a 24-hour shift and having spent the evening before with them?

Eddie stretched, putting his phone away. Then he sighed and got out of bed. He quietly made his way to the kitchen, where he saw Buck and Chris making breakfast. It immediately brought a smile to his face. Buck was so great with his son, and Chris loved Buck so much. 

Eddie leaned against the door frame, watching Buck put another pancake on the pile on the plate, while Christopher was sitting with another plate in front of him, decorating a pancake with fruit and whipped cream that could be seen all over the table.

“What’s happening here?” Eddie asked, and both Chris and Buck looked at him, startled. 

“Happy birthday, daddy!” Chris yelled, laughing. Eddie was a little surprised, as he kind of forgot about it. But in his defense, it was early.

“You were supposed to be asleep. We wanted to bring you breakfast to bed.” Buck said, trying not to smile. 

“Sorry.” Eddie rolled his eyes with a chuckle. He walked towards the table, leaning down to leave a kiss on Chris’ head.

“Happy birthday, Eddie.” Buck said with a soft smile, handing him a plate with the pancake that Chris was preparing on it. 

“Thank you both. You shouldn’t have.” he said, not able to take his eyes off of Buck, whose cheeks got a little pink.

“It was Christopher’s idea.” Buck shrugged. “Now, sit down and eat, Chris made them, I just fried.”

“Oh, really?” Eddie looked back at his son. “When did you learn how to cook?”

“Buck and abuela taught me.” Chris laughed. Eddie could listen to that laugh forever.

“Good. You can cook for me then.” Eddie smiled, taking a place at the table next to his son.

“Buck can cook for us.” was Christopher’s answer in such a tone, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Eddie looked up and his eyes met Buck’s. “Right, Buck?”

“Of course, buddy.” Buck smiled, his eyes not leaving Eddie’s. A long moment passed, with them just exchanging a fond look, before Buck cleared his throat and turned away to start cleaning up after cooking. “So, what are you gonna do today?” he asked.

“Spend the day with you two.” Eddie shrugged. That’s honestly all he wanted to do for his birthday. He didn’t care what they were gonna do, he just wanted to be with Christopher and Buck. “But first would you sit down and eat breakfast with us?” he asked Buck, as Christopher grabbed a pancake and already started eating. “We’ll clean up later.”

“I will clean up.” Buck clarified, taking a place opposite Eddie. “It’s your birthday, you’re not doing a thing today.”

“Fine with me.” Eddie smiled widely. He observed as Buck took whipped cream and poured like half of the bottle onto his plate. Then he poured some straight into his mouth before noticing that Eddie was observing him, and blushing a bit. 

“What?” Buck asked. Eddie just shook his head. He wasn’t going to say that he was staring because he thought Buck was adorable. And he was scared that if he opened his mouth, he would say just that.

“I want more whipped cream too!” Chris exclaimed, and Buck was happy to help.

Eddie just sat there, observing his two boys make an even bigger mess in the kitchen. Fortunately, he wasn’t the one who would be cleaning that.

***

They didn’t do much. They went to the park, played with Christopher on the playground. They got ice cream. They ate lunch. And then they went back to Eddie’s and watched a couple of movies. It was like their ordinary day off, but it was perfect. Eddie had fun and that’s really all he wanted for his birthday. 

When it got late, Buck and Eddie put Christopher to bed together, per his request, and then Buck was about to leave. But despite spending the whole day together, Eddie did not want him to go. So he invited him for a beer.

They sat on the couch, drinking their beers in comfortable silence, until Eddie spoke up.

“Hey.” he said, and Buck turned his head to look at him. “Thank you.”

“What for?” Buck frowned with a little confused smile.

“For today.” Eddie shrugged, taking another sip of his beer.

“We literally did nothing special. It was what we always do.” Buck rolled his eyes.

“Well, you and Christopher were there, so it was pretty special.” Eddie said, not looking at Buck.

“Just wait for next year. I’ll plan something really special.”

“Like what?” Eddie asked with amusement, his gaze back on Buck.

“Don’t know yet. I have a year to figure something out. But it’s gonna be awesome.” Buck leaned his head back on the couch and looked at Eddie.

“I’ll hold you to it.” Eddie smirked, mirroring Buck’s position. So now they were just sitting there with their heads leaned on the back of the couch, staring at each other. “But seriously, today was great. You being there was all I needed. You and Chris.” he clarified and swallowed hard, hearing how it sounded. But the truth was, all he needed was his son and Buck. They were the two most important people in his life, which was kind of crazy because he’s known Buck for such a short amount of time… but as cheesy as it sounded, he believed they were soulmates. He just couldn’t imagine what his life would be like without Buck in it. And Buck was so great with Christopher, and they already acted like a family, and Eddie wondered… what if Buck feels the same? What if he wonders about them too? He never really dared to let himself think that far, but what the hell, it was his birthday and he could daydream a little. Even if Buck was right next to him.

“What?” Buck asked, when Eddie’s smile widened a bit. They kept looking into each other’s eyes, and at that point that wasn’t even weird anymore.

“I love you.” Eddie sighed, lost in Buck’s eyes, and just content to be there with him.

And then his brain caught up with his mouth, his eyes widened, and he started to panic. He raised his head and sat up straight, looking back at Buck with horor.

“You do?” Buck asked, and there was a hint of something in his voice… like hope? He blushed and seemed surprised and a bit nervous, but he didn’t move. He just kept looking at Eddie.

“Yeah.” Eddie breathed. He figured, if he’s already said it, he can’t just backtrack now.

“Okay.” Buck bit his lip, pouring a bit of his beer into his mouth, raising his head a bit to do that, then leaning it back again and looking up at the ceiling. “Good.”

Eddie was confused now. Buck looked confident now, and there was a hint of a smile on his face. “What?” it was Eddie’s turn to ask.

“I mean, I’m in love with you.” he said slowly, glancing at Eddie. “And apparently everyone could see it but you. And me, before I realized, with some help, to be honest, like-” he started rambling, and Eddie cut him off with a kiss. It was quick and rushed, and nervous, it was like testing the waters. “Or we can do that, instead of talking.” Buck nodded, as Eddie pulled away to look at him. “We can definitely do more of that.” he sat up to put his beer away, and then they were making out, more confidently now. 

Eddie could not believe it was happening. He felt like he was floating. Buck was such a great kisser. And their hands started exploring each other’s bodies, and the kiss was getting more and more heated, with a lot of tongue and teeth, and moaning… God, Eddie loved to hear the small noises Buck made.

And then they heard a voice.

“Daddy?” Christopher said, and Eddie and Buck jumped off of each other and looked in the direction of the voice. Chris was standing there, looking at them with an unreadable expression.

“Hey, buddy, why aren’t you asleep?” Eddie tried to play it cool, but his voice was shaking and he was a little out of breath. He ran a hand through his disheveled hair and attempted a smile.

“I can’t sleep. Buck, can you read me another story?” he asked, and for a second Eddie thought maybe he somehow didn’t notice them making out. Which was not possible, but he could hope. 

“Sure.” Buck said, sounding similar to Eddie. Eddie looked at him and saw his red face and flushed lips. He wanted to kiss him again. “Just give me a second and I’ll be right there, okay?”

“Okay.” Chris smiled and turned around. “Oh, by the way.” he added, before starting to walk back to his room. “I’m happy that you two are finally together.”

Eddie and Buck looked at each other in shock. Why the hell would Christopher say that? They were pretty obvious to everyone else, apparently, but a ten year old kid? Well, he might have been more perceptive than Eddie gave him credit for.

“I guess I have to go read him a story.” Buck said, still not moving. 

“Yeah.” Eddie nodded. “I guess you do.” he took a deep breath, his eyes dropping down to Buck’s lips again. “And after you’re back, we will, uh, talk.” he said.

“Talk.” Buck repeated, sounding as if he has never heard that word before.

“Yeah, talk.” Eddie bit his lip, and Buck chuckled, leaving a quick lingering peck on Eddie’s lips.

“Sure. We’ll talk.” he got up. “I’ll be right back.”

And, well, after they made sure Christopher was really asleep this time, they sat down to talk. But it ended up with more making out, and promises that they surely will talk in the morning. 

They fell asleep cuddled on the couch, still half sitting, and their backs were killing them the next morning. Eddie thought it was more than worth it. Because now he got to kiss Buck whenever he wanted, hold his hand, just do all the couple-y things he had wished he could do. And he could tell Buck he loves him, and that was just such a weight off his shoulders that he was carrying for most part of the past couple of years. And the best thing was, his son was completely fine, or even more than happy, than Buck and Eddie were together now. 

***

“Hey, you know what?” Eddie asked a couple of days later, as they were cooking dinner together (well, Buck was cooking, Eddie was tasked with chopping the vegetables).

“What?” Buck asked, stirring in the pot.

“We got together on my birthday.” Eddie frowned.

“Yeah.” Buck looked back at him, an amused expression on his face. “So what? Are you scared that you’re only gonna get one gift from me?”

“No.” Eddie rolled his eyes. “But it’s not fair. Our anniversary should have its own day to celebrate it.”

“Anniversary? Wow, it’s only been a couple of days and you’re already a year ahead.” Buck teased, shaking his head. “How do you know it’s even gonna last?” he asked, but Eddie knew he was joking. They knew that what they had was special and they would fight to keep it. 

“Oh, shut up.” Eddie chuckled. “I just mean…” he drifted off. What did he mean?

“I personally like that it’s on your birthday.” Buck walked over to him. “That way our anniversary is just all the more special, because my second favorite person in the world was born on this day.” he hugged Eddie, hiding his face in his neck.

“Second?” Eddie scoffed, trying to sound offended.

“I mean, I love you, but Chris will forever be my number one.” Buck said and Eddie felt a fond smile tugging on his lips. He loved that Buck loved Christopher so much. 

“I love you.” Eddie said quietly, as Buck raised his head and left a quick kiss on Eddie’s lips. 

“So you’re gonna let this anniversary thing go?” Buck raised his eyebrows. “We can’t just choose another day, that would be cheating.”

“Cheating?” Eddie frowned, a small laugh escaping his lips.

“I would feel bad celebrating on another day.” he walked back over to the stove. “It would be a fake anniversary. Besides, one day maybe we’ll have one on a different day.” he added more quietly, and even shyly. And Eddie’s heartbeat sped up. Was Buck suggesting… that one day he would want to marry him? “But that’s far, far in the future.” Buck added quickly, laughing nervously. 

“Yeah.” Eddie breathed. They just got together, it was a long way to marriage. Although they were technically raising a kid together already… But Buck was right, that was way far in the future. That they will definitely have, because now that he had him, Eddie was not going to let go. 

“You done with that?” Buck gestured to the half-chopped vegetables in front of Eddie, as if the conversation didn’t happen. But he was still a bit red in the face. 

“No, give me a sec.” Eddie said, realizing that he was just standing there for the past few minutes, doing nothing. 

There was no rush. They had time. And they had each other. He could not be happier.

[the-writing-dump-bin]

your writing is so good omg I wish I could write like that XD If it's okay, could I please ask for some nsfw Captain Burns x reader? She works with him and maybe he overheard her saying to her friends that she constantly thinks about him spanking her and she's always resisting the urge to call him daddy? And she's like half his age lol thanks so much!💖

Oh, come now lol. I would say it’s average (^.^) Thank you for your request! This is the first time for me to write for this character and I had to look up more about him (bringing spoilers; luckily I am okay with spoilers lol). I hope this was okay and that you enjoy it!

NSFW 18+ Captain Leonard Burns x FemReader

"If I tell you something...do you promise not to tell anyone?" You said into the phone. Sitting in your room at the station, you called up your best friend. The day had been a little tense. You had been working closely with Captain Burns all day and it was driving you crazy, since you had the most ridiculous crush on the sliver fox.

"Of course." Your friend said. "You can trust anything with me."

Taking a deep breath, you told her about all the dirty thoughts you had and have been having of your captain. "It's getting bad, (friends name). While on patrol with him today, all I kept thinking about was him taking me into an alley way and just fuck me against a wall. Those strong hands slapping against my ass." An aroused groan left your mouth as the thoughts came creeping back in. "Seriously, I probably almost called him 'daddy' a few times before I had to stop myself."

You could hear your friend gasp on the other end. "Your captain?! That's wild, Y/N! I could see where you are coming from though, I've seen him. I would call him 'daddy', too!"

~

Leonard Burns stood frozen at your door, shock running through his body as he overheard you talking to your friend on the phone. Your door wasn't closed all the way and while he was passing by, he heard you speak his name and how you wanted him to take you.

He felt his cheeks heat up while he stood quietly, listening to all the dirty things you wanted him to do to you. Burns was a reserved man, not caring to show emotion as he thought it to be a sign of weakness, but the way you were talking was getting him a little flustered.

If he was honest with himself, maybe he was feeling the tiniest bit of emotion towards you. He had been subconsciously favouring you lately. You had been showing promise within his company and he called upon you to do errands and join him in patrols and dealing with Infernos. You were pretty, of course, but there was no way he would do anything. It would seem against his nature to go after someone like you. Unless...

No... He thought to himself. You were just young, he was much more older than you. But listening to your confession made his mind wander back to you. Is that what you really thought of him? Was this just some kind of school girl crush that you felt towards your superior?

He heard you say goodbye to your friend and hang up your phone. Biting his tongue, he backed up and walked down the hall, away from your room. He needed time to be alone and distract himself from what he just listened to.

~

Later that night, you were in the kitchen of the compound making dinner for yourself. Happily humming in the empty room, you didn't hear your captain enter, almost crashing into him when you turned around and spilled a bit of ingredients on the floor. "Oh! I'm sorry, sir, I didn't see you there." Setting down the tray, you grabbed a dish towel and went to clean up your mess. "I thought you had left with the others; thinking I was the only one left here."

Before hearing the words that came out of your mouth earlier, he wouldn't have batted an eye at you calling him "sir". But now, hearing that made his blood rush and his nerves tingle. How dare you make him feel like this. "I decided to stay." He said, bending down to your level, grabbing the dish towel and looking you deep in the eyes. "Let me get that for you."

You blushed and handed him the towel, slowly standing up again. "Th-Thank you, sir."

Stop calling me that. Every thing you did was pulling him more into a dark place in his mind. He sat in his office the rest of the afternoon thinking about you. To be honest, it had been a while since he was actually together with someone. At his age, he wasn't really looking for any kind of companionship, but maybe he could have something more...on the side. Someone to go to when he was feeling like this without the commitment of developing feelings for them.

Burns toyed with the situation, thinking about what he should do. Maybe he was reading too much into it. On one hand, you could just have been gushing with your friend about a foolish crush and you actually didn't want to do those things with him. On the other, if he moved in to find out, you would both get what you want. He decided to take a chance and try and get a confirmation out of you. "Do you want some help preparing dinner? Since it's just us, we could eat together."

It felt like your heart was in your throat. Burns? Dinner? With me?! "Erm... S-Sure... But I'm not that great a cook, I was just going to make something simple."

He smiled, showing a bit of his white teeth. "I'm sure whatever you make will be just fine." He turned to move to the sink to wash his hands, but not without ghosting his hand across your lower back.

You froze. What was that just now? A smile and a touch. This was completely something different from Captain Burns' usual scowl and distance. It was nice, seeing him like this, but it also brought back the dirty thoughts you've been having about him. Nervously, you smile back, tucking your hair behind your ear before returning to cook. A heated sensation started to form between your legs as you thought about him and how he could make you feel. Taking a deep breath, you let out a long exhale as you tried to calm your urges.

Burns noticed. He watched you from the corner of his left eye try and steel yourself while being so close to him. Moving slightly behind you, Burns placed his hands on your hips gently and pushed you a side with ease. When he saw your reddened face, he smirked again and simply said "You're in the way of the drawer I need. Why don't you set the table?"

"O-Okay..." Seriously, what was going on? Burns never gave you this much attention, but who are you to complain? You yearned for more of it...then...

Like a flash, you where bent over the table, wrists pinned to the table's surface by two large hands gripping tightly. "S-Sir?!"

"Don't call me 'sir'." Burns growled from behind. Bending down over you, he whispered in your ear. "I heard you earlier, when you were in your room talking. I heard what you wanted me to do to you." A hand released your wrist and traveled down your side, stopping on your rear and caressed a cheek with his whole palm. "I heard you say how much you wanted me to spank you. You're a naughty girl, wanting something so rough from me. I am your superior. You shouldn't be thinking about me like this."

Your heart pounded in your chest. Being bent like this, you could feel Burns press against your ass, something hard forming between his legs. You couldn't believe he heard you tell your friend about your desires, being extremely embarrassed. He was right, you shouldn't be thinking of him this way, but with the position that you're in, you couldn't help but think about it. With a daring move, you moved your hips, grinding into his growing erection, making a pleasured groan emit from his mouth. "If I can't call you 'sir', then what do I call you? Captain?"

Moving your hair behind your ear, he whispered again, only this time with obvious intentions. "You can call me, Daddy." A moan escaped as electricity was sent through your body, your pants and underwear pulled down hastily over your ass and down to the floor. A hard slap across your skin made you yelp in surprise at how forceful it was. He kept going, creating a redness. "This is what you wanted, wasn't it? To be spanked like this?"

Oh, it was. You had imagined his slaps would be rough, feeling it in real life was something next level. Peering over your shoulder, you gave him an euphoric look, mouth hanging open with pleasure. "I've been a bad girl, daddy." You huff. "I need to be punished."

"You'll be punished, alright. Punished for thinking of me they way you have been. Punished for making me feel this way." Burns spun you around, laying you on your back on the table with your hips at the edge. Unzipping his pants, he sprung free and went to work immediately, thrusting in and out of you feverishly. "Look what you're making me do, Y/N!"

High pitched moans and whimpers could be heard from you as your captain pounded into you. When it was just you alone, you would think of the toys you would use on yourself as him. But the toy was nothing like what your were experiencing right now. "Mmmm...! Oh, daddy, you feel so good. Fuck me harder...deeper..."

Burns huffed. Back in his prime, he could go a while without losing his breath, having aged and neglecting his primal needs for a while, it was hard to keep up. But damn, were you ever making him feel young again. Maybe he couldn't go harder, but he certainly could go deeper, hitting you in the right spot to pull your orgasm to it's top.

You shouted through it, walls tight and pulsing around him as he kept going to bring his own release. Just before spilling into you, he pulled out and aimed at your stomach, pumping himself and exploding his seed all over your skin.

Spent, Burns backed up and grabbed a towel, wiping himself clean before tossing it to you to do the same. He watched you slide off the table, legs shaking as you tried to regain your composure. Pulling up your pants, you glanced at your captain. Your dreams basically came true with what you two just did, but you weren't sure what he was thinking; an unreadable expression on his face. "Th-That was..."

"Fun." Burns finished, looking at you with a tiny hint of lust. "I trust I don't need to tell you to keep this quiet, hm? If you want more of this, then you can't breathe a word about this..." He walked up to you and held your chin, looking you sternly in the eyes. "Not even to your friends."

There was going to be more? You couldn't help but smile. "Of course." You nodded. "I wouldn't want to upset my Daddy."

[theonceoverthinker]

Hey, hey, you you! I’ve a Fair Game HC! What now, what now? You should read on and see!

I brought up my personal HC of the surviving extended group regularly getting together to hang out after the events of the series, usually in the form of BBQ’s and parties.

But I had a fun thought recently, or at least fun to me, and hopefully you: Some parties have themes, and some parties fall into types.

Seven words, Fair Game Buddies: Qrow and Clover at a karaoke party!

Yeah, Ruby makes the next get together karaoke themed, requiring everyone who comes to sing something.

Qrow doesn’t even get a chance to decline the invitation because Clover is on all the group messages, and as soon as he gets it, he accepts on both of their behalfs.

For the next week, Qrow does whatever he can to try to weasel out of the party. He looks into huntsmen assignments around that time, looks into ways he can fake sick, and half a dozen other crazy plans.

Nothing works. Just his luck.

(TBC below the cut!)

Clover practically has to drag Qrow out of their home on the day of the party, a gesture Qrow rewards by groaning and whining the entire way there.

“You’re not a bad singer,” Clover points out as he drives to Ruby’s. He’s heard Qrow once or twice in the shower an once, when Clover was sick, Qrow sang him a little song as well.

As Clover says that, Qrow begins to regret all of those things.

“I don’t sing in public.”

“Should I feel flattered?”

“Feel however you want to feel. I’m not singing.”

“We both know that’s not true. Ruby’s going to get you to sing one way or the other.”

Qrow groans, knowing Clover’s right. 

“How about we sign something together?” Clover suggests, rubbing his arm against Qrow’s.

Knowing there’s no escape, Qrow sighs, slinking into his seat.

“Fine,” Qrow mutters as they approach Ruby’s home.

(I spent WAY too much time figuring out what these two would sing, btw)

Because most karaoke versions of songs can be found on their scrolls, there are no shortage of options for them to choose from. Qrow and Clover end up selecting something kind of classic rock-y. 

Qrow hopes because they’re going late-ish into the evening, no one will pay them any mind, but it’s quite the opposite. 

No one outside of Clover has heard Qrow sing in years. 

Everyone is looking forward to this.

Ruby has a giant toothy grin as she calls them up to sing, and Qrow promises himself he’ll get revenge on her one day, uncle-style. 

Qrow starts out completely embarrassed by the spotlight Ruby brought in for the party, the mic in his hand, and everyone looking at him, but as the song progresses, he gets more comfortable up there. Clover helps a lot with that, letting Qrow distract himself from everyone watching. Singing a bit with Clover -- it’s not something they really do, but they let themselves get a little silly and a little flirty and it becomes fun.

It also doesn’t hurt that Clover’s a great singer. Qrow likes to think that he drowned out his voice, despite knowing deep down that’s not true.

They get a hearty bit of applause as  the song ends, and Qrow is complimented by practically everyone there. It makes him blush pretty hard. Clover whispers in his ear that he knew he could do it, and Qrow admits to him that he enjoyed himself more than he thought.

Karaoke doesn’t happen that often in their lives, but after that first time together, the thought of doing another doesn’t fill Qrow with the same sense of dread, if only because he knows he has a great partner to sign alongside.

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Want to be tagged in future Fair Game HC’s? Of course, you do! So send me a reply, PM, or ask to be added, and I’ll grant your greatest wish! XD

[rmg91]

The Woes and Antics of Living Together-18

AAAAHHHH!!!!! I've gotten to another chapter I've been dying to write!!! And while the part I was most excited for didn't come out quite like I wanted (Curse me for never writing things down when they happen five months ago) I still like the way that it happened. I'll admit, I'm a little bit mean to Poppy in this chapter but Branch helps make it better.

Enjoy!

Also Friendship Goals-When you and a friend have similar-ish ideas without talking to each other XD

Previous Chapter/Next Chapter; AO3;FF.net

@writerofberk-I feel bad for what I’ve done to Poppy but I also much enjoy the fluff I wrote to make up for it XD

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The sky was cloudy but bright with a light breeze as Poppy happily walked back to the apartment, Planning Clipboard in hand. A bag a of fresh, blank invitations hung from her wrist, ready to be customized for the upcoming event. Creek's surprise birthday party was coming along and she couldn't be more excited. Of course, everyone knew Poppy always threw her friends' parties, ever since she was young, but the how, when and where was how the surprise came in and boy did she love to throw surprise parties. They were her jam after all! And she had to make sure this one would be perfect for Creek. She was finally going to tell him how much she really felt about him and ask him to be her boyfriend. There was never any rule that said she couldn't be the one to ask and she was tired of waiting.

Poppy flipped through her list of party essentials as she hummed a love song, check-marking things off as she went. Suki had told her the music was set, a mix of songs to dance to and more mellow ones to set the atmosphere. Alongside some of Creek's favorite instrumental scores from movies. Decorations were all gathered, the usual collection of balloons, streamers, tablecloths and fairy lights, with some more unique additives to fit their theme. They had small Buddha statues to set around, lotus flower cutouts to hang up, scented and non-scented candles, a few incense burners and some pretty gem stones to sprinkle around. Next was the menu, which thankfully they had found a happy medium for, tasty but healthy snacks. They'd have various dips, hummus, guacamole and a Greek yogurt one Poppy found a recipe for, with a host of vegetables and baked chips. Dried fruit and nuts to nibble, fresh fruit parfaits, homemade fruit punch and some of Biggie's infamous deviled eggs. They'd also have a few more traditional party snacks and, of course, the six dozen carrot cupcakes Poppy was going to bake. She also had plans to make Creek a full sized cake too.

Last but not least, was the venue and Poppy couldn't be more excited for it. The university had the perfect outdoor area, trees and flowers surrounding an open area that could host tables and decent sized dance area. There was even a covered area, a pretty wooden pergola, built close enough where they could set out the food! Poppy had checked with the school and had luckily been able to rent the place for the night and she just couldn't wait! It would look so pretty all lit up with twinkling lights and candles. It was going to be magical.

Poppy nodded to herself, seeing just about everything checked off, the only things were whatever last minute details that always popped up and of course her present for Creek. She had thought about going along with the Pack's idea of just her being his present but she wanted to gift him something as well. Trouble was, she couldn't decide. She had seen a really pretty incense burner at the shop they got all the stones from but she also knew he had a tiny collection of them, so she felt like she could find something different. There was also the necklace she saw with the small charm of a mandala but Creek really wasn't big on wearing jewelry besides the friendship bracelet she had made him. She could just always find him a new pair of flip-flops, at least that's what Branch had said when she had been brainstorming out loud. Then it hit her! The perfect gift idea! She could make up a basket of all his favorite bath products! Creek always loved to talk about the benefits of good hygiene and Poppy knew long, hot baths were the only guilty pleasure he really allowed himself. It was perfect!

The pinkette made a note about her idea, listing what she'd need to get alongside a reminded to look up some DIY bath-bombs. She'd always wanted to try making some and that just seemed like it would help make her gift just a little more special. Giggling, she danced a happy jig, her excitement and inspiration overflowing before heading inside her building, an invite decorating storm was about to take place!

                    ��                   ~*~*~*~*~*~

Branch was not amused to come home to what could only described as an explosion of paper and glitter. Scraps of construction paper littered the floor around the coffee table, with said surface overflowing with Poppy's collections of craft supplies. Small buckets of shaped scissors, stamps, stamp ink and shaped hole punches were stacked across the far side, various ones Poppy had already used laying loose. Her extensive sticker collection was spread out around her, the folders she kept them leaning beside her on the couch, with a few empty sheets on the floor. There were various types of glue sitting in places and the table sparkled with the tell-tale sign of glitter having been spilled out of its container. A pile of invitations sat completed on the farthest corner, ready to be given out by a smiling Poppy, who was just finishing up another colorful piece of art.

“Welcome home~!” The pinkette sang, grinning up at him happily as he came inside.

Branch had to try very hard not to look away as she flashed that beautiful, happy smile at him. After her little drunk incident, it had been even harder to look at her without blushing but he had promised her he'd try not to act weird around her after that. But it could be so damn hard, she was just too gorgeous when she was in a good mood and it almost, almost, made him want to spill his guts about his affection for her. Add in he could now recall her saying she wanted him well...the last few weeks hadn't been that easy for Branch when he was alone with her. Especially since Poppy had spent a good portion of them planning out a party for Creek.

“Hey.” He finally said back, turning to go find something in the kitchen. What he really didn't know but he couldn't take the risk of just staring at Poppy, “I see you've made a mess of our living room.”

“Oh shush!” Poppy giggled before throwing her arms out wide and shouting, “Art knows no bounds! And invitations won't make themselves!”

Branch rolled his eyes before mumbling, “Could always just get pre-made ones...” Even though he knew she would never, Poppy adored making custom invitations and, if Branch was being honest with himself, he liked seeing her creations. Even if he didn't show it.

Poppy gasped dramatically, having heard him, “Nonsense! I would never!” She giggled before perking up and flipping through her finished pile, “Speaking of...” She pulled one out and scurried over to Branch before thrusting out a colorful, sparkling envelope at him.

“Poppy...” He warned, of course she would try to invite him to the party she was throwing for Creek.

“Please?” She begged, eyes wide and she held out the invitation, “I know, I know. You 'don't do parties' but I promise it's not gonna be a loud, crazy, super amazing one. It's gonna be a little more calm, no flashing lights but still a lot of fun one. Pleeease? You'd have fun~”

Branch doubted that. There was no way he was gonna watch her, and everyone else, fawn over Creek. “No.”

Poppy predictably pouted before she gently shoved the small packet of paper into his hands, “Just think about it, okay? There's time to change your mind.”

Branch wasn't going to but she didn't need to know that. He just took the envelope without fuss and made to go to his room, saying something about having some homework to finish. In reality he was going to add the newest invitation to his collection after opening it. He just hoped she passed on the glitter bomb this time.

                                  ~*~*~*~*~*~

The day of the party arrived a few days later and Poppy could barely contain her excitement. She had spent all of the previous afternoon baking and frosting cupcakes, so now she had four dozen carrot cake cupcakes, alongside another two dozen of vanilla. The vanilla ones she had decided to bake at the last minute for some variety and so she could use sprinkles. Sprinkles made everything better. She had also baked up a vanilla bean cake just for Creek and now that it was cool, she just had to work her frosting magic on it but first she was heading to the university. She wanted to get a head start on the decorating before handing off the duty to Guy and Biggie.

Poppy took a look around the courtyard they would be occupying when she got there, grin wide as she pictured how wonderful it would look when they were done. Gathering all the supplies she would need, she stacked all of the streamers, paper hangings, lights, lanterns and all the other bits on a table, organized for easy handling. Then taking a roll of light purple crepe paper, the pinkette looked around for a good starting point, deciding to start with twisting it around the pergola's posts. Once finished with the purple streamers, Poppy grabbed a roll of a pretty aqua green to wrap around the alternating posts and from there started to hang long, twisted rows across the beams. By the time Guy and Biggie showed up, with Suki and her DJ equipment in tow, she had a good base of things started.

Her friends quickly jumped in to help her, so Poppy took a quick moment to film them while they worked before placing her camera back on it's mini tripod. They worked together efficiently after years of doing this and soon they had more streamers stretching overhead with lights intermingling. Suki had her DJ table set up under an awning where it would close enough to hear but out of the way so no one would trip on any wires and Poppy was standing on a chair hanging paper decorations when Smidge rolled in with Cooper. They had the coolers and bags of food with them, so Poppy directed them to store it all inside the small kitchen of the building the pergola was connected to. Said building was part of the Home Economics division and had a few kitchens, one of which they were allowed to use. Once everything was looking like Poppy had envisioned, she left the Pack to complete setting up the tables and such while she headed home to decorate Creek's cake and grab his gift.

Coming home, she wasted no time gathering up the ingredients for buttercream frosting, calling a greeting to Branch who was reading, and threw them all in her stand mixer. Carefully, she pulled the cake out of the oven, where she stored it for safe keeping, and divided it in two. Once satisfied with her frosting, she split it in half and dyed one lavender and the other mint. She then spent the next hour and a half making the cake look how she wanted it. It would have been quicker but she'd wanted to make sure that her crumb coat was fully set in the fridge before continuing, that particular cake recipe was always crumbier than others. She had just piped some frosting flowers around the edge and was piping 'Happy Birthday Creek' on top when she decided to ask Branch again if he wanted to come along.

“Are you suuure you don't wanna come?” She said, focused on her cursive, “It's gonna be fun~”

“Yes, I'm sure.” He grumped at her from his seat in her chair, eyes not leaving his book, “I told you the weather report said it was going to rain today and I am not getting stuck out there in it.” The other reason, of course, was because he didn't want to see Poppy hanging off of Creek and listen to whatever crap the 'guru' always spewed.

Poppy rolled her eyes, setting her piping bag down to gesture outside the window, “It's not gonna rain, Branch! It's sunny and clear,” True it had been a little breezy but that was nothing, “The weather report has been wrong before.”

Branch scoffed, “Still not going and don't blame me when you get rained out.”

Poppy was just about to reply when Satin and Chenille came through the door, “Poppy!”

“We came to get you and save you another trip,” Satin exclaimed, “Are you ready?”

“Just about!” She quickly added a few finishing touches to the cake before sliding it into a box and grabbing Creek's gift basket, “See you later, Branch!”

“You're gonna get rained on!” Was his parting reply.

                                       ~*~*~*~*~*~

After arriving back at the venue, Poppy slipped the cake into the fridge for safe keeping until it was time to serve it before placing her gift with the other few. She then took in all of what the Snack Pack had done while she was gone with a grin. Tables were set up, the white tablecloths fluttering in the breeze, with candles and small flower centerpieces adding charm and whimsy. Some of the incense had already been lit so there was a faint aroma of lavender and vanilla in the air and the lights had just been turned on. Poppy was ecstatic with the way everything looked, especially with the setting sun starting to cast a pinkish glow over everything. Taking her phone out, she quickly snapped a photo to post later before turning to her friends.

“This look amazing, you guys!” She clapped before pulling them into a group hug, “I think Creek's really gonna like it!”

“Oh for sure,” Guy agreed, smirking playfully, “You planned it after all~”

“Stop,” Poppy giggled, “You all helped.”

“But you did the majority of it,” Satin said, wrapping her arm around one of Poppy, “But we'll admit, it needs one more thing...”

Chenille wrapped her arm around Poppy's other, “You to look amazingly stunning~! Come with us!”

Poppy laughed as she was dragged away to the nearest bathroom for a patent Couture twin style up.

                                              ~*~*~*~*~*~

Almost an hour later, Poppy twirled in front of the bathroom mirror, once again impressed and proud of the fashion sisters. They had sewn a brand new dress for her that was a dark aquamarine in color and in the halter top style she loved. It had a sweetheart neckline and the straps wrapped around her neck, leaving her back bare for her tattoo to show. The waistline was cinched slightly under her bodice with a small decorative bow off to the side and it was knee length with a sheer overlay of sparkly organza. Her hair had been pulled up into a higher ponytail with the ends curled so they bounced when she moved alongside the tendrils that framed her face. Her make-up matched with glittery eye-shadow in the same color, light pink blush and strawberry pink lipstick. A matching headband with one silk flower and silver, strappy heels completed the look.

“Girls...” Poppy awed as she spun again, loving the way the dress spun around, “This is beautiful! Thank you so much~”

“You're welcome!” The chirped in unison.

“Now there's absolutely no way Creek won't ask you out tonight.” Giggled Chenille.

“Yes! And we'll all make sure he gets a chance to!” Satin added.

Poppy giggled with a nod, “Right!” She then spun the face them with a clap, “Now let's get out there! Guests should be arriving soon and after that the birthday boy himself! You guys made sure to tell him to meet us here for something right?” It was a safe bet Creek already knew there was a party happening, Poppy was never subtle about that sort of thing but she still hoped it would be a surprise anyway.

“Guy texted him at lunch saying he needed to see him for some school thing.”

“Great!” Poppy clapped, smile wide, “Then let's get out there!” This was gonna be awesome!

When they rejoined the rest of the Pack, Suki had started up the tunes as a few people had already started to show up. Poppy greeted them happily, trading hugs and thanks for coming. She got lots of compliments for how pretty she looked and was even pulled in to some selfies with Guy, since they were both looking gorgeously fabulous. As more and more people began to arrive, Poppy could barely contain herself as she eagerly awaited Creek's arrival, excited for when he'd come to see what they'd put together for him.

The sky was turning progressively darker as time went on, dark clouds moving in and blocking out the few visible stars and the slowly rising moon. Poppy couldn't help but bite her lip as she looked up from lighting a few candles. She hoped they would just blow away soon and that Branch wasn't right about the weather taking a turn for the worst. Her friends tried to assure her it would be alright, if it started to drizzle they could just take the party into the hallway of the Home Ecs building. She had nodded but a tiny knot of worry was starting to form in her stomach, especially when there still wasn't any sign of Creek.

She was trying not to let it show how much she was starting to fret, it wasn't like Creek to miss something without saying anything, when she felt the first rain drop hit her nose. She glanced up at the clouds as more drops began falling, the peppering of rain hitting the sidewalk echoing around her. She and the Pack quickly directed guests indoors before the rain got too bad, snacks  and gifts being grabbed to save them from the water. Poppy hoped it would just a quick little storm, nothing bad enough to delay the party too long but as the rain began to fall harder and faster, soaking all their hard work, the pinkette couldn't help but be disappointed. It also didn't help that there still hadn't been any word from Creek.

Poppy looked down at her phone, hoping to see some missed notification or something indicating Creek had reached out but all that greeted her was her lock screen's picture. She tried not to frown, tried to interact with everyone but as time went on and people started to leave before the storm got any worse, she couldn't help it. It was so unlike him to not say anything, even if he didn't know they were throwing a party for him, he knew they wanted to see him so for none of them to have a message from him...Poppy didn't know what to think. Suki had suggested calling him but before Poppy could try, Guy mentioned he already tried that with the call going straight to voicemail.

Poppy sighed, thoughts and feelings a turbulent mess, “Let's just...call it a night then...” She didn't want to, she hated canceling parties but there was nothing else to be done with the weather the way it was and with the guest of honor missing.

“Pops...” Suki exhaled, reaching out to place a hand on her friends shoulder. She knew how much Poppy had been looking forward to this.

Poppy forced a smile at her orange haired friend, trying not to let it show just how upset she was, “It's okay, Suks'. It's getting pretty bad out there anyway.”

Suki nodded slowly before pulling the pinkette into a hug. Poppy sighed softly and hugged her back, soon enough being engulfed by the rest of the Snack Pack. When they disengaged, Biggie and Guy helped Suki gather her equipment, Cooper went to look for something to store and carry the small pile of gifts, and Smidge went to break the news to the few remaining guests. Poppy peeked outside from the door, looking out into the storm and knowing that they'd have to come back in the morning to clean up when Satin and Chenille approached.

“What do you say to a sleepover tonight?” The younger twin offered, smiling hopefully at her.

“Yeah, yeah! We can give each other Mani-Pedi's, facials, watch trashy romance movies~” Chenille' chimed, hoping the allure of some girl time would help perk Poppy up.

“Ah...” Poppy stalled, not wanting to hurt their feelings but not feeling up to all that, “Thanks you guys but...I think I'd just like to go home...”

The twins shared a concerned look before nodding at Poppy, “Alright...”

“At least let us drive you home?”

Poppy quickly shook her head, “No, I won't let you guys do that. You live almost on the other side of town from where I do and I won't have you out in that for longer than you have to be. I'll just take the bus.”

“But Poppy-” Chenille started.

“Guys, really, it's okay.” Poppy really didn't want to try and explain that she...just didn't want to be around anyone right now. She kind of just wanted to cry really but she didn't want that happen in front of her friends, she was sure it wouldn't help them feel any better about this situation either, so she'd rather have it happen when she was by herself.

The twins frowned and huffed slightly but relented, not liking letting Poppy be by herself tonight. That was when Milton approached, an umbrella in hand, and smiling softly, offered to escort Poppy to the bus stop. She accepted and after another group hug, and promises she'd meet them tomorrow to clean up what was left outside, Poppy and Milton left to reach the bus stop before the next bus arrived.

                                        ~*~*~*~*~*~

Poppy waited for the bus for possibly a little longer than she had to after she waved goodbye to Milton. She had been thankful he hadn't tried to talk her into going home with him and Smidge and had just shared a sympathetic smile before leaving her. She shivered under the awning as she sat there, thinking maybe she should've changed but unable to fix that now. The pinkette stared down at the ground as she waited, frowning at the cement as she hugged herself for warmth. She couldn't accurately describe just how she was feeling at the moment, disappointed that the party had gotten rained out and that all their decorating was now ruined; sad, upset, hurt that the person this was all for hadn't shown up or even called! It was so unlike him too... And the more Poppy thought about it, the more she felt the prickling of tears in her eyes, but she wouldn't cry...not yet at least.

When the bus finally pulled up, she scrambled up the steps and, after disposing of some change, took one of the many empty seats. Poppy leaned her head on the cool glass and listlessly watched the scenery go by, wondering if there had been anything she could've done to change the night's outcome. Of course she knew she couldn't have controlled the weather but maybe she could've been the one to tell Creek to come or maybe even tell him they were throwing a party for him. That would've ruined the surprise sure but...maybe he would've shown up. Sighing, she really didn't know, she closed her eyes tightly to prevent tears from falling as the urge to swelled. She really didn't want to cry here on a public bus, she'd rather wait until she was surrounded by her many stuffed animals and could muffle herself in her pillow.

It was weird to see the streets of town so empty, she thought once the urge passed, the storm having forced everyone home or inside. Poppy watched the rain run in thick sheets down from the sky, the wind blowing it at an angle and sparing nothing from getting drenched. She sighed, wishing for nothing else that she was at home and curled under a warm blanket. Well...she also wished Creek had texted or called or something because it was so unlike him not to and she couldn't figure out why. She knew he wouldn't allow his phone to run out of power or be turned off, it also wasn't like him to misplace it and he would never, ever, just not show up. He always made sure to let someone know if he couldn't make it or if something was wrong. Poppy had worried briefly if maybe he was hurt or had gotten sick but that was silly as he was always safe and was as healthy as can be. There was no way he couldn't have gotten sick, he was fine when she had talked to him that morning.

Sighing once more, the young woman just couldn't come up with a reason as to why he hadn't shown up. Looking out at the dark streets, Poppy noticed a few familiar shops and realized she was close to home, a few more blocks and she could go curl up in her room. However as she was picturing herself cuddling the stuffing out of Fuzzbert 2, the bus started to slow down, with no bus stop in sight. Looking toward the driver, Poppy saw him struggling with the controls before the bus came to a complete stop. The driver tried to turn the bus back on by turning the key a few times but nothing happened.

Sighing, he turned to face Poppy and the two other patrons, “Sorry, folks. Looks like we've run into a little engine trouble. We'll be stuck here until help comes.” He then turned back around to make a phone-call for help.

Poppy leaned back against her seat, frowning, before thinking about what she could do. She really didn't want to sit here... Glancing outside, she knew the thought in her head probably wasn't the best idea but she really just wanted to be home right now. Plus a little rain never hurt anyone. Getting up, she went to the front of the bus and asked if she could be let out here. The bus driver gave her a skeptical look, tried to tell her it would better if she just waited on the bus but she assured him she didn't live that much farther from where they were. Shrugging, he said alright and opened the door for her. Poppy said her thanks before rushing out and under a convenient shop awning.

Bracing herself, she continued to race under awnings and overhangs of shops until she was around the corner and out of sight of the bus. She then took a moment to lean against the side of the building she was by and stare out into the rain. Okay, so yes, this was a bad idea, to walk the rest of the way home in the pouring rain but she was already wet now. Closing her eyes, she let out a little whimper, finally breaking and letting her tears fall. Stepping out into the rain, Poppy let it wash over her, flattening her hair against her skull and ruining her make-up. She really didn't care all that much though, but she did hope the twins would forgive her for soaking the dress they'd made. The dress they had made for her to impress Creek, Creek the person they had been trying to throw a birthday party for, the person that hadn't shown up...Poppy let out another whimper as she thought about everything again, but just wound up more confused and hurt than she had been already. This night had been a disaster.

Finally reaching home, she went inside to the elevator and shivered as she rode it to her floor. She hoped Branch was occupied in his room or maybe even asleep because she really didn't want to listen to him lecture her. Digging out her keys with wet, shaking fingers, she unlocked the door and let herself in.

However the universe wasn't on Poppy's side at that moment as Branch was standing in the kitchen. He looked at her as she came in with wide eyes at her drenched state, hair and dress clinging to her, the flower on her headband dropping and creating a puddle from where she stood. She watched him open his mouth to say something but she held up her hand to stop him, “Please, Branch...just...don't.” She sniffed and hugged herself, head dipping low, “You were right, okay? It rained, enough said, I don't need you to lecture me...”

Branch blinked at her, shocked not only at her coming home so early and admitting she was wrong but also at her body language screaming that something else was the matter. Wanting to ask what was wrong but not wanting to upset her more, he ran a hand through his hair, he was out of his element here, before growling, “Just...stay there.”

He hurried to the linen closet and pulled out two of Poppy's biggest and fluffiest towels before coming back and finding Poppy had only moved to drip on the kitchen floor. Ignoring the way her dress clung to her curves, he wrapped one around her shoulders and after she took hold of it, draped the other over her head. He began to rub the towel over her hair, frowning when she didn't make a noise of complaint. Branch had figured she would be disappointed when the party was ruined by the storm but the way she was acting...something else had to have happened. This wasn't the usual Poppy he dealt with.

When she sniffed quietly under the towel, he couldn't help but ask, “...What happened?”

She was silent for a long moment, and he wasn't going to fault her if she didn't want to answer, when she softly murmured, “...Creek never showed up...”

Branch stilled, unable to comprehend what he just heard but also completely able to believe it. That absolute bastard! Poppy hadn't been subtle with her planning, never was when it came to something for her friends, he had to have known, but for him to not show up?! That was low, even for him. Wanting to go find the jerk and rip him a new one with the sudden, overwhelming urge of protectiveness, Branch's attention was brought back to Poppy as she sniffed again. Taking a deep breath, he'd contemplate what he wanted to do to Creep later, right now Poppy needed to be taken care of.

Carefully tilting her head up so their eyes met, he spoke softly, “Hey, listen to me, okay? Go take a warm shower, nothing too hot or you might shock your body. Then blow-dry your hair, okay? You shouldn't go to bed with wet hair and I am not dealing with you if you get sick.”

Poppy blinked, taken slightly aback from Branch's soft tone but nodded anyway, “Okay.” She then carefully stepped back and shuffled around him to head to the bathroom.

Branch watched her go, concern written clearly across his face before sighing roughly and running his hand through his hair again, there had to be something he could do to cheer her up, right?

                                                      ~*~*~*~*~*~

When Poppy emerged from the bathroom almost an hour later, wrapped in her comfiest pajamas and feeling...well not better, she was still pretty upset but the overwhelming urge to just cry had left, she was met with the sound of whip-cream being sprayed and the delicious aroma of hot chocolate. Wandering back down the hall, she found Branch by the counter, spraying a large dollop of whip-cream into his mug, one of hers sat next it with a smaller dollop flouting on top. Branch glanced up at her and almost dropped the can before smiling awkwardly.

“Uh, hey,” He greeted, rubbing the back of his neck, “I-um..made some hot chocolate.” He carefully held the mug out to her, “We were out of marshmallows though, so I hope you don't mind the whip-cream... I, um, also plugged your phone in and texted everyone you were home.”

Flashing a very small smile, Poppy took the mug gratefully, “That's fine... Thank you.”

“Ah...no problem..” Branch mumbled, feeling just a little uncomfortable doing this, he wasn't use to doing things like this, “I-uh...” He cleared his throat and tried again, “I also queued up a movie if you...felt like watching something...”

Poppy looked over at the TV and sure enough there was Tangled, one of her favorites, all ready to be played. She felt another small smile grow across her face before she took a sip of her drink and glanced at Branch, “I think I do actually. Thank you...” She paused before asking, “Do you...wanna watch with me?”

“Ah, well...” Branch grimaced, hating to disappoint her more, “I actually have to finish studying and writing a paper,” He gestured toward the table that was covered in his text books, “But I'll be out here...”

Poppy nodded and shrugged, “Okay.” She then shuffled over to the couch and, finding Fuzzbert 2 already there waiting for her, snuggled in to watch.

                                        ~*~*~*~*~*~

Poppy watched the credits roll, a soft, content smile on her face as she leaned on Branch's shoulder. He had come over and watched the last few minutes with her which had made her glad. She twisted her head to look up at him, arm wrapping around his in a show of thanks and affection as she thanked him. While she still didn't feel better, she was starting to feel less sad.

“Not a problem,” He answered her, not bothering to remove his arm as he watched the credits. He glanced at her from the corner of his eye before asking, “Want to watch anything else?”

Poppy thought for a moment before nodding, “Yeah, I think I do.”

Branch moved then, getting up the switch movies, “Any requests?”

“Hercules, please.”

The blue haired man nodded and loaded in the movie, joining the pinkette back on the couch before pressing play. She snuggled back into his shoulder, arm wrapping around his again and happily waited as the movie started, all while the storm raged on.

                                       ~*~*~*~*~*~

When Poppy awoke later on, she knew it was later in the night; or early in the morning; and the storm was still going hard, rain and wind rattling the window. The TV was the only light source, casting a dull glow around the living room, the start screen for the movie still showing. She blinked blearily for a moment before realizing she was warm and that her pillow was moving. Glancing upwards, she found Branch sleeping soundly and that she was cuddled into his chest. Smiling, she shifted slightly before crossing her arms and resting her head on them, watching her roommate sleep.

He was the absolute sweetest, even if he didn't want to admit it, having done all he did for her when she came home wet and upset. Grabbing towels quickly for her and drying her off, making her hot chocolate, watching her favorite movies with her until they fell asleep in the couch, it was everything she hadn't known she'd wanted to be done. Sighing softly, feeling content and safe in his arms, Poppy was happy to fall back asleep but not before carefully leaning up and softly kissed his cheek and whispering, “Thank you.”

She then happily snuggled back down, sighing blissfully as Branch unconsciously hugged her tighter to him.

                                        ~*~*~*~*~*~

Morning came and with it's dull, gray light filtering into the apartment, woke the two on the couch. Poppy's eyes fluttered open before she yawned, noticing the storm had passed and was now just a steady pitter-padder of rain. She rubbed at her eyes as Branch shifted beneath her and let out a large yawn himself. He groaned slightly, not bothering to open his eyes and tried to sink farther down into the cushions.

“We've got to stop falling asleep on the couch...” He mumbled, uncaring that his arms were still wrapped around Poppy's waist.

The pinkette giggled sleepily, gazing up at him, “Want some coffee?” After Branch hummed his affirmation, she shifted to get up, placing her hands beside his head as she hovered above him.

Branch opened his eyes then to look up at her with a drowsy expression, “Hey...You feel better?”

“Yeah...” She answered quietly.

He smiled then, something small and sleepy, before unconsciously raising a hand to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, “Good...Like seeing you happy...Suits you.”

Another soft giggle and Poppy gently nuzzled her cheek into his hand where it rested, “It suits you too.”

Branch snorted before letting his hand fall away and his head lull backwards, grunting, “Coffee.”

Poppy giggled once again and got up, letting her hands trail through his hair as she walked away to start the coffee machine. Humming the tune to 'I See The Light' softly, she filled it with some of their shared favorite brand before turning back to see if he had sat up, only to find he had instead fallen back asleep. Watching the steady rise and fall of his torso, Poppy decided to let him sleep a little longer, it was the least she could do after all he'd done for her. She would always be thankful for that and for having such a caring best friend.

                                              ~*~*~*~*~*~

GUYS! YOUR FEELINGS A SHOWING!

And, Poppy, gurl, you still don't see it yet? Okay, I did that on purpose but still XD Anyway! See told you Branch helped make it better! And Creek's a real creep not even texting to say he's not showing up but that was all planned and we're getting really close to the climax of this fic! I can't tell you how excited I am for that!!! I've been waiting to write these next few parts since January!!!

So I hope you all enjoyed and look forward to the next chapter!!

[dratchet-fan]

So well, I wanted to try a little something since I never do anything for Christmas, or Easter for example. This will be random, but I hope you will find it kinda entertaining at least. XD

A perfect gift – A Valentine's Day story. Written by Troiz

This was the most difficult thing he's ever been challenged to in his whole life. He was standing in front of the door that was the entrance to a very magnificent store that had... Pretty much everything you needed to celebrate Valentine's Day. Now he just had to take the final step and be one of the... Crazy costumers that were rummaging through the merchandise, screaming to each other. Hoo boy. ”Okay... I can do this.” Raphio took a deep breath before opening the door and marched into the store, quickly surrounded by the people of different sizes and shapes, the only thing they had in common compared to Raphio was that they were all women. Before he could start reacting over how they were acting, or over the merchandise that were sold here, he got interrupted by a very cheeky shop-assistant, a girl of course, a fox girl to be exact who weared a big smile. ”Welcome to A-Little-Mor, how can I help you Sir?” She asked with a very entusiastic voice, still smiling at Raphio who realised that he had to answer her question. He stared, still a bit shocked over her acting before finally finding the words. Kinda. ”Well, it's this day today... The day when everyone... Yeah well. I uh.... I need something for someone that's important for me.” Raphio answers while stuttering, before getting grabbed by the wrist of the hyperactive girl. ”Oh, I know what you need!! Follow me!” She chirped, being very eager to sell something so she would get her ”employee of the month” award. Not that Raphio was aware of that part. The only thing he knew was to try not to stumble while the girl dragged him over to a shelf with lots of perfumes. ”Every lady wants a perfume, we will find the perfect scent for you- I mean her, or well, you know what I mean!!” She concludes while preparing herself to make her dream come true, rather than his. ------ 4 hours passed and the perfume wasn't a lucky pick. Neither was the stuffed bears and rabbit plushies, wearing pink frilly dresses with lots of glitter, or the dresses that was in the colours pink and red. Raphio had gone trough most of the stuff that they sold there, but alas no. He still had nothing to give his best (and only) friend as a present for Valentine's day.

This was the day when he was supposed to show that something else has happened after the time they had spent together. After all the wanderings, some fighting (or well, he didn't fought, his friend did that pretty good herself on her own while he tried to distract the others) and learning more about each others different but still similar backgrounds they were good friends now. But could it be something more? Raphio sighed and raised a hand when the fox girl was about to show him many heartshaped balloons and chocolate boxes. No, It still felt so wrong. This wasn't right at all. But it changed when Raphio noticed something he had completely missed. ”Actually... I think I might have found something now.” He says, making the foxgirl happy, but probably not for long. ---- Some more hours passed by and Raphio finally arrived to the cave where he and Neferia had taken as their temporary residence, but he wasn't carrying anything from the store, except for a envelope in his left hand. Yet he looked happy about it. ”I'm back.” He called after entering the cave that were lightened up by candles, almost stumbling over a heap of golden fabric. Neferia who was studying 2 shades of green fabric turned around when she heard Raphio's voice, smiling at him. ”Oh hello, how did the errand go for you? Did you found what you were searching for?” She asked, putting the fabrics away on a box, waiting for him to answer. Which he didn't. Raphio seemed to be a bit... Nervous? But why? ”Raphio...?” Neferia gave him a worried look. He still didn't said anything, just giving her a glance before reaching his hand, holding the envelope to Neferia. His hand was shaking a bit. ”Huh? What is this?” Neferia asked, while she curiously looked at the envelope Raphio gave her. It was creamcoloured and had no special features. Just an ordinary envelope. She looked at Raphio again who made a gesture at her to open it. ”Guess I'll find out now.” She said jokingly, but got silent when she pulled out a card in the same colour from the envelope. It was all blank. Was this some kind of a bad prank? She turned the paper to look at the other side of the card. It was something there. At first she didn't got what it was she was looking at. But when Neferia finally figured it out she gasped and dropped the card, looking shocked at Raphio while trying to covering her red cheeks with her hands. ”Oh... You...” She couldn't end the sentence, starting to look flustered. Raphio was already blushing a lot, crossing his arms over his chest, mostly in a try to make his hands stop shaking.

”I- I couldn't find anything in the stores that you would appriciate so I um... I got another idea instead.” Raphio said, while hesitating a bit. Maybe this wasn't a really good idea after all. Neferia nodded and waved her hand at Raphio to continue while she picked up the card again, then holding it with both her hands like it was a fragile as a butterfly. She looked at it once more, still having blushing cheeks, but she was smiling and actually looked flattered.

”So I guess I um, well... You know...” Raphio had a bit hard to find the words, looking a bit embarrased. But he managed to continue. ”I know we haven't known each other for a long time, but you have showed me more empathy, kindness... Than I have ever got in my whole life. And I appriciate it. You're also trustful, fun to be around and you have so many talents. I mean... You're so good at crafting!  Like... Wow... You're someone I value a lot as a friend but I also... I also... Hm..” He got quiet and scratched his foot against the rocky surface. ”What I'm trying to say is... I...” Raphio started to mumble something, looking away from Neferia. ”I...” But before he could say something more he felt his hands being hold gently but steady by the other riptoc. ”Hey, I have something for you too Raphio. Calm down.” Neferia said with a kind tone in her voice, before letting his hands go again, walking over to a bench to get something and then returns. She took his hand once again, still with her big smile, reassuring him that everything was okay.

”Here you go.” The male riptoc could now see what she gave him. An envelope... ”Huh? But you didn't had to-” Neferia hushed him, and waited for him to open it, while looking very eager too. He obeyed her and started to unfolding the envelope, picking out a card which at first seems to be empty like his, but the other side is another story. He gaped, being really shocked over what he saw, and his blush which had managed to dissapear returned once again. ”You mean...?” He asked, but the answer he got was pretty simple. Neferia took some steps closer to him, reached out her hand and grabbed his with a firm grip. She then looked in his eyes for a few seconds before she placed a gentle kiss on his cheek. Raphio blushed even more, and giggled nervously, but reached out his free hand at her direction, giving her a questioned look as if in asking for permission. ”You may.” Neferia answered, then giggled when Raphio pulled her into his arms, but he was too shy to do more than that. He was holding his right arm around Neferia's waist and his left hand was still holding her smaller right hand. They looked at each others for some seconds, both still blushing until Neferia finally spoke. ”And here I though I was going to be the one that confessed first.” She said jokinly while giving the cards a amused glance. They had ended up falling on the floor, but their love for each other wouldn't end that easy. Heck, it had just begun. ”You did. I never did.” Raphio answered, still blushing, but he gave her a warm smile. ”I... I love you Neferia.” There, now he succeeded in saying it at least! And the reward was being kissed on both his cheeks. ”And I love you too, Raphio.” Neferia happily answered him. The End / A new beginning

[ran-orimoto]

Oh no, I don’t want Yang to suffer. Then, what about a funny scenario? I want them to be happy

Ok, sorry, Anon, I’m so in late I can’t find a proper way to be forgiven by you. SORRY!

Anyway, like I said before, I agree with you; even though I love drama (Killa-Senpai, thank you…), I don’t want these kids to be sad and unhappy.Nevertheless, Anon, I must reveal to you that Yang’s life is still unlucky, even if he finds himself in happy situations.

Obviously, the funny scenario I’m going to talk about is rapresented by their dates, and I also have to admit that, whenever I listen to one of my favourite songs, “Something stupid” by Frank Sinatra, I will eventually get these Itsuyang vibes, as that song sounds like if it’s really talking about them.

Let’s premise that Yang starts having a crush on Itsuki when he’s in high school, after having had a crush on Aoki Naomi for a year during middle school. At the beginning, he doesn’t even know what the hell is happening to him; why does he blush and feel his heart beating so fast, whenever he meets her? Why didn’t he feel like that when he was younger? Yeah, sometimes he can be even denser than Makoto, especially when it comes to Itsuki, as they have been friends since they were kids. After a while, he gets to realise he may have got a crush on her, but there are too many impediments in his opinion (Makoto is still in love with Itsuki, despite being engaged to Atsuko, isn’t he?). Therefore, he begins trying to forget about this feeling >, not succeding, though, because in the middle of a mission Itsuki kisses him and pushes him to give up. Still during their high school years, Itsuki asks him if he would like to go to a party with her.“Neh, Yang-Chan, I’m all alone, you know, and it’s so embarassing! I mean, I really care about being with those girls, but they all have got some boy to stay with! Please, Yang-Chan, pretty please?”Despite him accepting to join the party, they end up not going there and spending a night together; a sort of date, in nutshell, because they are also wearing a dress and a suit that fit the occasion XD. Obviously, Yang is as stiff as a trunk; indeed, he has been like that since they met to go to the party. He can’t figure out how to behave and understand if it’s in these cases boys confess to girls; he also wants to ask her why she had kissed him back then. Unfortunately for him, however, he discovers Itsuki has got a crush on her ice skating partner and, just when he is about to tell her about how he has been feeling lately, Itsuki receives that boy’s call and Yang is cut short, stockstill on a bench (I feel so bad for him).“Hm, Lee-Kun…I may…I mean, it’s so weird for me to say this but…Argh, I may…”“Sorry, Yang, I can’t refuse this one. It’s Daiki-Chan!”(He does notice she will stop adressing to him, using the Chan >, whenever that Daiki abruptly enters their conversations).

The years pass by and, even though Itsuki and Daiki are engaged, I like thinking that, whenever they split up, Itsuki will hang out with Yang (if he’s in Tokyo) like they used to do when they were teenagers. On the other hand, Yang is even more in love with her, despite switching to a woman to another one, failing miserably. Moreover, he will feel his heart breaking into pieces, whenever she tells him about what Daiki and her did before quarreling, because he would have liked to be in the young man’s place with all his might. He also becomes extremely convinced Karma is punishing him somehow. When she kissed him during that mission, he shouldn’t have stood still; he should have acted! Therefore, this one is his punishment: not being able to get what you refused in the past, but you want now in the present.After so many arguments, Itsuki definitely leaves Daiki and the first thing she knows she is about to do is asking Yang out, as she feels like if he’s the only person with whom she can be who she really is. You have no idea how crazy Yang becomes, when he hears the news. He finally has got his chance, but he can’t make up his mind. Should he drink so much to become the most brilliant man Itsuki has ever met? Should he learn to heart random mushy lines taken from some ancient book? An only glance at himself in the mirror drags him into the abyss of desperation. How could a beautiful woman like Itsuki fall for someone like him, after having been with that hunk of Daiki? In his opinion, she would even invent an excuse, after having discovered what he has become; still in his opinion, he has begun to look like a goat, thanks to the little beard he’s been growing. He starts wondering how he has been able to give Makoto love advices until that moment.This is how Itsuki and Yang begin going out very often, some times having long walks, some other times buying something to eat on his motocycle; occasionally they will also go to some disco, but during those nights Yang will feel like if he has really turned into a goat, looking at how many hot men are waiting for Itsuki out there. Actually, the whole night may also end up with Itsuki meeting some stranger, who’s so handsome that Yang’s beloved type of cocktail starts tasting like weed in his mouth; those strangers are so tall and have got such a well-defined body, while he’s very thin and quite short. Whenever that happens, he will begin rambling about the beautiful woman Itsuki has become, and he will bring himself to admit he doesn’t deserve her.Nevertheless, there are several gestures of hers, some bright smiles and laughs that tell him he shouldn’t give up, and that pushes poor Yang to pratice talking and kissing in front of the mirror. It has become so difficult going out with her and not making everything look ordinary. She’s so special, so she can’t receive and do ordinary things, as well as she can’t hear ordinary lines. Furthermore, before his eyes she is becoming more and more beautiful as the days pass by .He will try confessing for so many times, but he already understands a night is going to be badly from the beginning, since, for example, he has accidentally greeted her like if she is a first pilot. Will he conquer Itsuki’s heart? Will he restore Itsuki’s childish crush for him? Well, Itsuki has never stopped having a crush on Yang so, when he attempts to confess for the nth time cursing his shy personality, and hugs her desperately because he needs to have a woman like her at his side and to feel her smooth body pressed against his, Itsuki will obviously ends up saying “I love you too”.

It doesn’t matter how much time he has spent praticing to get the meaning come true, quoting Sinatra XD.

[ironbloodaika]

What are your top 10 superheroines and why?

I normally don’t do Top 10′s since I suck at narrowing things down, but I just can’t say no to you. XD I’ll give this a shot. These lovely ladies won’t be in any individual order of preference. I’ll just summarize what I like both about their looks and characters.

Harley Quinn: In recent years Harley’s proven to be a hero in her own right, thanks to shaking off the grip of the Joker’s influence. Harley’s a very sweet and fun character, bringing a lot of joy and color into otherwise dark stories, but not without some craziness to make her out of place in the setting. Her outfits and personality are adorable and she’s very affectionate to those she loves, plus she’s one of those characters who’s had a WIDE range of costumes, but each works since Harley’s traits are so defined, you never have difficulty picking her from a crowd.

Batgirl: Another lovely lady from Gotham’s night life I was introduced to by the Batman Animated Series. I was especially a fan of her depiction in the final seasons were she became more of a main part of the team (being voiced by the ever awesome Tara Strong didn’t hurt). XD She kicks in all her finery, heels and red hair blazing. I liked how she had her own relationship with Batman as opposed to the Robin’s as she herself joined the fight against crime instead of being recruited. She listened to Batman because of his experience and training, but wasn’t beholden to him either, but never let anything like ego get in the way of saving the day or from speaking her mind and using her skills. Also LOVED how in SBFF she was a total fangirl for Batman...the Frank Miller-esque Batman. The difference in design is hilarious!

Wonder Woman: A character I really didn’t get to know until the Justice League cartoon, since the Super Friends version was rather bland in character. She really earned her spot among the Trinity. She’s not just gorgeous with a body that shows quite a bit of muscle, but she’s also able to go toe-to-toe with people in Superman’s league and doesn’t have any issue getting her hands dirty or fighting dirty if the situation calls for it. I also liked a trait in the comics that, sadly, hasn’t been as well depicted in the cartoons, is her compassion. She’s someone who’s just as willing to offer someone a helping hand as she is willing to lay down a smackdown. She manages to walk the line of a kick-ass warrior and someone who favors peace without breaking stride.

Supergirl: Another I owe to the DCAU. I liked her style and design and the friendship she had with Barbara and the family she made with Superman and the Kents. And I’m kinda cheating with combining her with the SBFF version too, but I liked her muscles and curves. :3 So hot! But back to personality I liked how she both wanted to be her own hero and not just be seen as Superman’s cousin, but was also proud to be a part of the family and wore his hero crest with pride.

Raven: I didn’t notice her at first when the show first started (my eyes were first drawn to Starfire) but as time went on I saw her as more than just a ‘goth’ character I starting to see more of in fiction. Unlike a lot of goth characters at the time, Raven was never really a bitch or jerk to the team. She was a little guarded and quiet, but she still considered them friends and had no issue being friends with them. There’s a very nice bit of subtle changes to her design as the series goes on, with her wearing her hood up less and less when hanging with her friends outside of battles. She becomes more open with them, smiling and laughing with their shenanigans (most of the time). And as TTG showed us QUITE a bit, she’s got a LOT to like under that cloak. :3

Starfire: She was the first I noticed mostly through her looks. While her outfit wasn’t as revealing as her comics outfit, it was still a huge shock to someone used to Supergirl and Batgirl’s style of dress. That said I learned to see more to the character than looks and really enjoyed how sweet and emotional she was. She wasn’t a push over by any means, she was just someone who truly and honestly loved her friends and would do anything to help them out or keep them happy. That sorta genuine affection is rare and pretty adorable. She’s the kind of person we all wish we had in life. Also I found her attitude towards love, sex, and relationships (in the early comics at least before the reboot) to be pretty mature and showing she clearly understands the concepts which a lot of people have a hard time grasping (even helping out Raven understanding her own feelings ont he subject).

Empowered: An original hero of @adamwarrencomics creations, I discovered her from some art I came across on Deviantart. I gotta be honest, when I first saw the previews and read the book summary, I bought the first issue thinking it was just gonna be some light fan-service and parody. Thankfully I was wrong about that. The shallow bit that is. While the story doesn’t shy away from EMP, her body, or her relationship with her boyfriend time and again, it never does it in a way you could call crude or exploitative. It all flows naturally with the narrative that follows her life as a hero, both in the field and at home. You really feel for the girl and her struggle to be a hero and the constant shit her so-called “co-workers” and even random civvies give her. You just wanna give her a hug. But not because she’s gorgeous or anything, but because you honestly believe in her. You know she can be a kick-ass superhero and know she can prove those jack-asses wrong. And with every issue you see her overcoming each obstructed in her way and becoming more and more self-assured and effective as a hero. It also helps when you see she’s one of the few heroes without any showboating tendencies. She helps others from a desire to genuinely help and do good. 

Artemis: Husky voice, blonde hair, tan skin, pony-tail, muscles, and abs you could grate cheese on. :3 Pure 10 out of 10 on the looks scale. :3 Now for character I like Artemis cause she’s very different from other superheroines in that she’s much more in your face and not one to take shit from people. Now to some people that means to be an asshole or be the only one making decisions, but for her it just means not letting others speak for her and to let other walk over her. A lot of people seemed to not like her for that reason (despite praising guy characters for literally the same thing) but I really liked it. Tough girls kick ass. And when you know about her history, her attitude makes sense. When you’re raised by a mentally, physically, and verbally abusive asshole who wants to mold you into a side-kick for his merc business, you’d want to stick it to the guy by doing good and making your atoner mom proud. With that sorta determination, you’re not gonna take any new-gal hazing. XD But that said, she was also nice and considered the others her friends, even if it was rough goings at first, to the point she was willing to reveal VERY personal information to them, rather than be blackmailed. VERY nice change of pace from the standard tropes in fiction.

Huntress: Another hard-nosed hottie with a thing for arrows, I was introduced to her with Justice League Unlimited. I really felt for the character. The daughter of a mob boss who was murdered along with her mother in front of her by one of their subordinates. It’s not hard to see her trying to get her revenge on the SOB, even if it means getting kicked out of the Justice League and taking on Black Canary and Green Arrow to do it. While she does eventually make the right call, I honestly found myself rooting for her at times because you really felt for her. But at least she got a nice relationship with The Question out of all of it and it was one of the most adorable pairings in the entire show. She was willing to kick some MAJOR ass to keep him safe and it took Superman to reign her in from straight up killing people. Not in the comics I think. Also, them legs and that AB WINDOW. What is it with girls with arrows and having killer abs? XD

Uravity/Froppy: Bit of a tie since I like them both. Froppy is adorable and is blunt and honest without being a bitch, a trap that befalls most characters. She’s sweet to her friends and is willing to put her life on the life for them no questions asked. She was seconds away from a literal Touch of Death, but spent what would have been her last moments trying to get her friend away from getting crushed to death. Also if her and Attea have taught me anything, frog-girls are fucking adorable. Dem legs and dat ass. :3 As for Uravity she is SUCH a breath of fresh air for anime female leads. She’s not a Tsundere Bitch to the lead and is nothing but a compassionate and supporting friend to Deku, even after just meeting him once. She feels guilty that her goals for being a hero aren’t as altruistic as the others, but are still noble in that she hopes to get enough money to give her parents an easy life after a life time of back-breaking labor. She’s just a very supportive character always pushing herself to get better and really showing some great character in doing so. Plus who doesn’t love that adorable blush of hers and that bit of thickness on her. :3 Very nice. XD

[shintorikhazumi]

Ms. Anonymous-Asks

A/N: To my usual readers, Too bad, it ain’t an update or anything :(

I’m trying to have a break and a reset of mind hehehehehe... and my vacation consists of still writing. Don’t worry it’ll only be a few days. One/Two days tops.

Meanwhile.... Well let’s say... Yeah... Just- I know you guys ship them too. Don’t be lyin’ to me like Chariox.

I’m actually expecting some notifications tomorrow for my trash writing XD

@akilice x @theaceofgays

You brought this on yourselves with your super adorable flirt shenanigans! XD Also, I don’t know you both too well… so this’ll more or so likely be how I see you two after all your adorable asks and posts.

Not gonna ask you to like it or anything, tho I do hope you do XD

~Shintori Khazumi

 Title: Ms. Anonymous- Asks

 Aki sighed, a long thoughtful sigh, stilling her fingers from their long tapping on her keyboard, allowing rest for the exhausted ten. She had reached a good pausing point in her writing, and decided she would continue her work with a bit more energy than what she currently had, tomorrow.

Her strained eyes managed a peek at the glowing numbers at the bottom corner of her screen as it flashed two-thirty am at her.

“Ugh…” Groaning, she tried her best to get out of the chair she had been for the past few hours- she couldn’t remember the exact amount of time she’d spent, but it was pretty long, even for her own standards.

Making the supposedly short, yet long, arduous trip to her bed, she flopped down on the soft cushions, relishing the relaxing touch of her cool sheets against her tired body.

“I can add on another scene with my beloved Croix.” She giggled as she hugged a pillow closer to her, fantasizing about her favorite character, and the things she could do to the witch- in her fic, yes exactly that, not in other ways you would think.

Her eyes felt heavy, but she managed a final glance at her phone, tempted to make one final check to her tumblr account, curious for any new notifications- and maybe some special notifications from a particularly annoying, salty character… one which was not Croix Meridies.

Unlocking the phone, Aki immediately went to her inbox with quite the number of asks that she went through, answering some, if not most or all.

Sure enough, as it was already part of her usual expectations, one anonymous ask, got her rolling her eyes, a slight smile tugging at her lips as she read the message.

‘Hey Beautiful ;) You better be sleeping.’

Preparing her fingers to type a reply, she tapped on the screen buttons quickly.

‘Quit it, Rae… I’ll be in bed soon, beautiful.’

Even in a sea of anonymous asks, she’d always get a different feel if it came from a particular person. It didn’t help that the way this person expressed her flirtatious nature was far to blatant and obvious, what with the constant compliment barrage (something Aki had yet to get used to), and the thrown out ‘I love you’s

As her eyelids were about to drop, her screen flashed a light in her face, another notification popping up.

She groaned, now squinting as her eyes were more than exhausted as she willed to see the response that was obviously going to come from @theaceofgays.

‘Who’s beautiful? :3 … oh right, you are~’

“Damn you, Rae…” She muttered, deciding to lock her phone tossing it near her pillow as she was serious about getting her much needed shut-eye. “I don’t have time for this.”

If Aki knew how many hours had gone by- which she did after taking a look at her clock at around seven, later that morning, she’d surely feel sorry for the one who had practically spammed her ask box with so many anonymous requests.

‘Are you ignoring me on purpose, Miss gorgeous?’

Aki really wanted to say yes, but was still far too tired for this so early into her day.

‘Oh, but have I ever told you you’re writing is genius? Like, I love it as much as I love you~’

Again the other girl sighed, pinching her thigh to avoid smiling, only to accidentally keep herself awake enough to read more of this embarrassing harassment.

‘You love Croix, I love angst… and those two things go swell together. So if I were Croix, and you were my angst, I’m sure we’d also be good for each other ;)’

The poor tired soul had her brows nearly aligned with her hairline, seeing so many likes on that post. It made her ponder on why so many people would like their craziness, then again, shipping could do wonders to people-

Wait, shipping?

Since when was this a thing between her and Rae?

One more secretive ask later, and her consciousness was about to give in, her mind wavering as she still needed a bit more sleep.

‘If you fell asleep, goodnight you wonderful person!’

Aki would have appreciated it more if it weren’t for the cheeky follow-ups, one being-

‘Thanks to my lovely messages, you were finally able to find your rest, eh sleeping beauty?’

Feeling just the slightest bit ticked off, Aki had foregone her plans of reading through the rest of these messages, and tried to give at least one set of return words.

‘Who needs sleep between the two of us?’ She wrote, ‘Go back to your noodles or something.’

Not ten seconds later, and a reply had been ready already, and Aki could only imagine that smug little grin on the cheeky brat’s face as they both lacked decent amounts of sleep, one moreso than the other.

“@akilice I’m so happy you’re concerned for me~’ This time, Rae hadn’t even bothered to send it as anonymous and just replied to the previous reblog.

The little shi-

‘Shall we sleep together then? Since we are both so burdened and heavy-laden?’

And just like that, enormous strings of exchanges broke out between the two of them, leaving less and less time for rest, and more to stress over the fact that they were being silly idiots again for another day, and not using that time to sleep it off before they had to do work, or whatever else.

Well, at least they’d be a pair of oddballs together, Rae obviously being weirder.

Aki giggle at that thought, images of silly-faced, flirty joker Raem and her sometimes sarcastically salty comments, and extreme plans to either annoy the heck out of her, or embarrass her to no end.

Still, she’d admit- even if it were only to be to herself…

She didn’t mind it, not one bit.

She’d still wake up every day.

Aki would still get back on her feet, be @akilice, be a writer, a creator, an artist, make videos, be a fangirl and so much more.

And she would never miss those anonymous asks.

She believed that they wouldn’t disappear even if she wanted them to.

And maybe, if only secretly…

Asks from the anonymous would be a heart-pounding mystery that would make her smile anytime.

Before turning off her wifi to ensure no more messages and actually get some proper rest, she felt it probably wouldn’t hurt to try being anonymous… just this once… and maybe a few more times into the future.

‘To Ms. Anonymous-Asks… From Ms. Anonymous-Asks…

 Please go to bed and  just let me F-in’ sleep too. Thanks, love.’

And just as quick as lightening, she hoped not to see the reply too soon if in case it brought onto her more restlessness out of Rae-induced blushes.

 Theaceofgays just posted a text

‘@akilice: ;) I think you meant, Mrs. Anonymous-Asks, but I’ll let it slide since we’re both tired~’

With one last grunt, grumbling at more antics and blaming it all on early morning curiosity, Aki typed one last time before putting her phone away for good.

‘SLEEP. R.A.E. @theaceofgays ’

She could afford some shut eye.

They both could.

After all, no doubt, once both woke up, there would always be…

Anonymous Asks.

 A/N: I wrote this in one go so it might suck badly XD hahahahaha… it’s like, near midnight. Gonna sleep ~Ciao

~Shintori Khazumi

[rmg91]

The Woes and Antics of Living Together-12

So here's a bit I've been waiting to write! It fought me a little but I think it turned out in the end c: Also sorry for any inaccuracies for the main thing this chapter's about, I did what research I could but sometimes real life experience is better for things and well...I haven't gotten a tattoo yet XD Oops? Did I just give away what happens? Guess you'll have to read and find out ;)

Enjoy!

Previous Chapter/Next Chapter; AO3/FF.net

@writerofberk The next chapter is out and Branch is a good (boy)friend to Poppy!

                                                   ~*~*~*~*~*~

Poppy sat in the park one bright and clear afternoon a few days later, scrapbook laid out in front of her as she cut out decorative pieces of paper out. The last few days had been spent silently arguing with Branch by trading his shirt back and forth. She'd had given back, as much as she had really wanted to keep it, and the next day found it laying on her bed. When confronted, Branch reiterated that he had said it was fine if she kept it. Except it clearly wasn't as he wouldn't even look at her when he said it! So the two had been shuffling it back and forth and she was gonna make sure he kept it or so help her-! Taking a deep breath, she was out here scrapbooking as a stress relief after all, the pinkette tapped her phone to play some music as she mused what to do with the current page.

It wasn't long before she was pulled from her musings with a shout of her name, “Poppy!”

Looking up, she grinned at the sight of her friends coming over, “Hey, guys! What's up?”

“Look who's here!” Satin crooned, pulling one teal haired, extreme sports expert over.

“Oh my gosh!” Poppy squealed, jumping up for a hug, “Ripley! Hey!”

“Hey yourself, Popstar~” Ripley greeted with a wink.

Ripley Turner was a twenty-three year old extreme sport enthusiast and an old high-school friend of the Snack Pack. She made a living off of blogs about all the various sports and activities she did and in turn got to travel the world. It was a rare event for her to decide to show up in Bergenville.

“What you doing here?” Poppy asked excitedly.

Ripley smirked and nudged Satin, “Came to see my favorite designer of course~” Satin blushed and giggled as Chenille rolled her eyes, “And her equally cool sister.”

“Thanks, Ripley.” The older twin said with a bit of sass before sitting by Poppy. Prompting Guy, Suki, Smidge and Biggie to do the same.

Before Poppy could ask anything else, Satin was bouncing up and down, “Oooh~! Show her!”

“Show me what?”

Ripley chuckled and turned to raise a bit of her tank up, “Check it!” She had revealed a new tattoo, one of many, of a pink scaled mermaid with teal hair cradling a large gem stone.

“Wooow.” Poppy awed before grinning at the older woman, “Very nice.”

The conversation moved on from there to some of Ripley's adventures and on goings. She had been surfing down in the tropics and was heading to the mountains next to do some free climbing. Of course, she first had to come to the Couture twins, or rather Satin, before speeding off to her next quest. Poppy insisted they have a little party and go clubbing before she had to leave to which Ripley happily agreed. It was after that, she and Satin went to go skateboarding leaving the rest of the group to chat.

Once they were gone, Chenille slumped on the table and buried her head in her arms with a groan. The rest the Pack chuckled sympathetically as Biggie patted her back. It was well known throughout their group how much Chenille put up with when the sporty woman was around.

“I love Ripley, I do! And I know Satin does too,” She groaned, “But I am not looking forward to the post Ripley Departure depression.”

“Don't worry, Chenille.” Biggie consoled, “We'll help cheer Satin up, like always.”

“Yeah, we've gotten pretty good at it.” Smidge boasted, “Isn't that right, Poppy?”

“Yeah, uh-huh,” Poppy distractedly replied, phone held steady in her hands as she looked at pictures.

Suki leaned over her shouldered and chuckled, “She's scrolling again.”

“I'm gonna do it this time, you guys. I mean it!” Poppy had decided a long time ago she had wanted a tattoo and seeing the newest one of Ripley's had made her determined to finally commit to have an image forever etched into her skin. If only she could choose something! There were so many great choices! Hearts, butterflies, cats, pride symbols, fish, mermaids, she could even get one of her little troll-self if she wanted! She just couldn't decide and it was driving her crazy!

Guy laughed lightly, “We've all heard that one before. What are the choices this time?”

“Uugg! Too many!” And the pinkette folded onto the table to groan into her scrapbook, “Help me.”

“Well...” Biggie started, looking pensive, “Perhaps you should first choose what category you'd want? Cute, fancy, abstract. Something with words maybe?”

“Yeah!” Smidge cheered, “You could get something with your fave lyrics!”

“With some music notes! Or a guitar?” Suki suggested.

“Perhaps maybe something immortalizing someone special?” Guy prompted, “Like Fuzzbert.”

Poppy groaned again, those were all such great ideas! She loved music but deciding on favorite lyrics? She loved too many different songs to choose just one. She liked the music note idea but thought they'd really go best with some lyrics. She loved her cat but immortalizing him on her skin...didn't feel right. “I don't knoooooow....”

“Oh!” Chenille exclaimed, “Why not get one of those cupid hearts? With the arrow going through it?” She then giggled, “With yours and Creek's names in it?”

Poppy looked up at Chenille, blush dusting her cheeks, “Oh...That's...good...” She didn't hate that idea, “But...Creek and I aren't actually together yet. I donno if I should...”

“You so should!” Cheered Chenille, the rest of their friends nodding in agreement, “It'd be so romantic.”

“And maybe then he'd finally ask out for real!” Added Smidge.

“And you could live happily ever after~” Cooed Biggie.

“Well....” Poppy bit her lip to keep herself from smiling too much. Smidge had a point, maybe it'd be the final push for Creek to finally ask her to be his girlfriend.

“You know you want to, Pops...” Needled Suki, elbowing her.

“Oh yes. You so do.” Added Guy, smirking.

Poppy whined low in her throat before crying out, “Okay, okay! I do! I want to do that idea!” She giggled happily as her friends cheered, “Think you guys can help me keep it a secret until I get it? Oh! I should ask him to come with me when I get it!”

“Yes!”

“Totally!”

“Okay!” Poppy said with determination, “I'll ask Creek to come with me when I get my first tattoo but first...Help me design it?”

                                                    ~*~*~*~*~*~

“You're going to do what?!”

Poppy rolled her eyes at Branch's expected reaction to hearing she was getting a tattoo. She had brought it up while they did the dishes that evening. Although she hadn't told him what she was getting yet, she wanted it to be kept as secret as it could before she actually got it. Not that she thought Branch would go and ruin the surprise to Creek, she just wanted to keep the final design to herself until she got it. Plus Branch always got so weird whenever she talked about Creek and she just had a feeling he'd be even more adamant she not get it once he heard who she was getting it for.

Branch couldn't believe Poppy wanted to do something so ridiculous and irresponsible...Okay he could, she'd done things like that before but a tattoo?! That was permanent! It be with her for the rest of her life! Didn't she know all the risks involved?! Then of course there was the question of what if she changed her mind? She could never change it or remove it! It was a terrible idea.

“Poppy.” He said seriously, looking her in the eye, “Don't you know what bad idea this is?! It's permanent! You can never get it removed! What if the artist does a terrible job, hmm? What if you flinch and gets ruined? What if they don't sterilize the needles correctly and you get an infection?!” He waved his hands around, “This isn't like the time you drew cupcakes all over yourself and then hour later changed them to kittens! You can't change your mind once it's there! Have you thought of that?!”

Huffing, Poppy crossed her arms and stared at her worry-wort of a roommate, “Branch. I've thought about this for a year, this isn't a random decision made on a whim. Also the artist I'm going to is very well recommended so I doubt there's any reason to worry about it getting messed up or infected.” She smirked at him, “And I am not going to change my mind. I know what I want.”

The dark haired man rolled his eyes, “You say that now.”

“I mean it,” Poppy pouted, “Plus I can always get another if I do want something different. So I'm getting this, wither you approve or not.”

Branch frowned, “Fine. Just don't blame me when you regret this. I warned you.” He then turned to go to his room.

“I'm not gonna regret this!” Poppy called after him after she stuck her tongue out at him. She wasn't, her design was perfect.

                                                  ~*~*~*~*~*~

A few days later found Poppy pacing and fidgeting across the street from the tattoo parlor she'd chosen as she waited for Creek to show up. While she was certain she wanted this, she couldn't help but be a little nervous about it. She had always thought having one would be cool and had gone back and forth with getting it throughout most of high school but just hadn't gone through with it. It honestly hadn't been since the last year that she had seriously thought about it and had been looking at ideas. And she knew this was going to be with her forever and that it could hurt but Poppy wasn't going to let that, or paranoid roommate's, stop her.

Checking her phone for the time and wondering where her not-quite boyfriend was, the pinkette sort of wished the rest of the Pack, or at least maybe Suki or Smidge, was there with her. They had all decided to make themselves busy with work or other obligations so she could be here with only Creek as to not get in the way of any official asking out. Poppy loved that they did that but she really wanted some company right now. For moral support.

She sighed and was about to steer herself into the parlor when her phone beeped. Jumping slightly, she pulled it back out to see a text from Creek.

'Can't make it, Love. Apologies.'

Oh...

Poppy unconsciously pouted, disappointed he wasn't coming but was sure he had a good reason. He always did. But now she was going to have to get her first tattoo by herself and she wasn't so sure she wanted to do that. But all her friends were busy... Well everyone except Branch, who was actually off today but was against her gong through with this. Biting her lip and bouncing up and down on the balls of her feet, Poppy decided to give it a chance anyway and poked at Branch's contact in her phone. If he said no, as he probably would, she'd go in anyway! She was Poppy Meadows and she never backed down!

“What?” Branch's bored voice echoed from the phone.

“Will you come join me?! Creek can't make it and everyone else is busy!” Poppy said in a rush, her nervous energy making her talk fast, “Pleeease, Branch? I'll do anything if you go with me! Bake your favorite dessert, cook dinner, not sing or play pop music for an entire night! I know you don't want me to do this but I really want a little moral support, please?!”

She waited with bated breath before she heard him sigh, “Fine...Where are you?”

Poppy jumped up and down, her bracelets jingling, “Thank you, thank you, thank you! Ooooh~ I'm so gonna hug you when you get here! No question!” Giggling a little she spun in place before telling Branch where she was, “See you soon~!”

“Yeah, yeah...”

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It luckily only took Branch about twenty minutes to find the place Poppy was waiting at, finding her dancing in nervous excitement. He still couldn't believe she was going through with this, tattoo's were a big deal! He hoped whatever design she had was something she wouldn't mind having forever because he had looked up just how difficult it was to change certain ones. He also couldn't believe he'd agreed to be her moral support. Where were all her wonderful friends? Shouldn't they be here to cheer her on with this horrible decision? They were probably the cause of this was happening in the first place and-No. No. Branch mentally scolded himself because he knew, deep down, the Snack Pack were all good people who just supported Poppy the same why she supported them. And if he continued down that thought path he'd inevitably insult them in someway this afternoon and that would upset Poppy. Which was something he didn't want to deal with today if he could help it because he hated feeling guilty.

Approaching her, he made to say something but she noticed him first and hugged him without warning, “Oh my glitter! Thank you again!”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay! Get off!” He cried, pushing her away, “Let's just go get your horrible life choice over.”

Poppy stuck her tongue out at him, “Don't be such a spoil-sport. Come on!” She grabbed his hand and pulled him across the street and into the shop.

A little bell twinkled as Poppy pushed open the door and dragged Branch inside before looking around with awe. Shops like this never stopped to amaze her since they could be so different from other places. A glass front counter sat on the right with the register, displays of knick-knacks and pictures of past and favorite customers on the shelves. All around the shop were displays of the varying designs that this shop offered and more pictures of amazing and complicated tattoos. There were also displays around the shop holding the choices for multiple different body piercings, something else this particular shop offered. Last but not least was a curtained off area in the back where the chairs and supplies sat, waiting to be used.

As Poppy and Branch looked around by the entrance, a tall, statuesque red haired woman with tattoos all down her arms and across her chest came out from behind the curtain, where a buzzing sound could be heard, “Hey. Welcome. What can I do for you today?”

“Hi!” Poppy enthusiastically greeted, hopping up to the counter with a grin, “I was looking to get a tattoo today.”

The woman chuckled at Poppy's excitement, “Alright.” She turned to the nearby computer and started typing, “Do you have anything in mind? Or are you choosing from our collection today?”

“I-um...I have a design.” Poppy giggled, a light blush staining her cheeks as she pulled out the sketch Chenille had helped her draw. A large red heart with an arrow going through it and her name and Creek's done it fancy cursive. It even had a few colorful flowers and music notes peppered around for fun. She handed it over for the other woman to see.

The employee took a look at it with a grimace, “Ah...”

“Is-is something wrong with it?”

“No.” She was quick to assure, “It's just...tattoo's like this can be....regretted later on more often than not. What if you and you're boyfriend,” Her eyes flashed briefly to Branch, who was wandering the store, “Break up?”

“Oh!” Poppy waved a hand over her shoulder, “That's my roommate. As for my...boyfriend I don't think we'll break up.” Well, once they were actually together that was, “He's amazing.”

“Ah, well,” The worker shrugged, “Customer's always right.” She then placed the sketch by the scanner and continued typing, “Should be about fifteen minutes until the artist's free.”

Poppy nodded with a smile before looking around the shop some more. Finding a book of examples on the counter, she began flipping through, interested in seeing what else could be done. Humming a little tune, she saw lots of interesting ideas, including some that she thought fit her friends perfectly. Maybe she could convince them to get a tattoo one day, they could even get matching ones! Flipping the next page, Poppy suddenly paused, eyes being drawn to a sun design, the wavy rays stretching outward. It almost looked like the sun symbol from Tangled and Poppy couldn't help but be interested in it.

“Excuse me?” She asked pointing to the design, “How much would this one be?”

The red head looked over, “About the same.” She smiled kindly at Poppy, “Do you want a few minutes to decide if you'd rather want that one? I don't have to scan this yet.”

“Um...” Poppy bit her lip before nodding. She had really wanted the one for her and Creek but now...she wasn't so sure.

Meanwhile Branch was looking around the various displays and wondering just why people got some of these images permanently inked onto their skin. Some were just plain weird and questionable. Then there were the body piercing choices, some of which looked extremely painful. Although he did see one particular little charm that had just sung Poppy to him and he was eternally grateful she wasn't getting a belly button piecing as he wasn't quite sure what he'd do with that knowledge.

Branch was about to turn and rejoin Poppy at the register when she came rushing over, grabbing onto his arm and looking torn, “What's wrong?”

“I....Well...” Poppy stalled before explaining, “I was looking through this book of choices they have upfront and I saw a design I really like and now I don't know what to get! Help?!”

Branch sighed, of course something like this would happen, this was why he told her not to do it. At least she was having this issue now before she was sitting down with the needle about to pierce her skin, “I thought you wanted the design you and your friends came up with?”

“Our friends. And I did-Do! I just....” She bit her lip and Branch had to focus hard on not wanting to cup her face and stop her from doing so, “I saw this sun design and it reminded of Tangled and I really, really like it cause I can totally see it on me and I feel like it's calling to me but then if I do, I'll disappoint everyone by not getting the one we worked on!”

“Poppy.” Branch said, placing his hands on her shoulders and looking her in the eye, “As much as I disapprove of this, it's your body. This thing will be with you forever, get something you know you want. Your friends will understand and if they don't, it's their problem not yours. Get this sun if you want it so badly and wait and get this mystery design some other time.”

Poppy opened her mouth to reply before really thinking about Branch just said. He did have a point, there wasn't anything stopping her from coming back and getting another one. And now that she thought about it maybe she should wait to get the one for Creek until after they were together. It could be an anniversary present of something! She smiled up at Branch, eyes twinkling, “You're right. I can always get the other one some other time. Thanks~”

Branch gulped and forced the blush threatening to rise down when she thanked him, “Don't mention it. Really.” He pulled back and crossed his arms, “I still think this is a bad idea.”

“Too bad~” She winked at him, “You just said it's my body and I can do want I want with it.” And with a giggle, she went back to the front counter to confirm the design she wanted.

About ten minutes later the buzzing in the back stopped and a two men stepped out. One shook the other's hand before waving to the red head as he exited. The other man, one with even more tattoo's than the woman, was burly with short shaved haired and multiple piercings including one in his lip. While his outer appearance almost screamed 'bad guy' there was a kind look in his blue eyes. He grinned at the woman warmly, “Alright, Rita. Anyone else?”

Rita smirked and gestured to Poppy, “Right here.”

“Hey! How ya doin'?” The man gave his hand to Poppy to shake, “Name's Alex.”

“Poppy.”

Alex grinned and shoved his hands in his pockets, “So getting a tat today, are you? First one?” At Poppy's nod he laughed joyously, “Then you came to right place. This way, little lady.”

As she and Branch followed his toward the back, Poppy asked, “Would it be alright if we filmed a little bit of the process for my vlog?”

“Go right ahead! I'm always happy to share the artistry.” Alex said, sitting in a rolling chair and pointing Poppy toward another chair as Rita handed him a few pieces of paper. He rolled over to sit in front of Poppy as she handed her purse to Branch, “So getting a sun today, huh?” The artist grinned as Poppy giggled and nodded, “Seems like a fitting choice. So what size were ya thinkin'?”

Poppy and Alex talked logistics about the tattoo for a little while, size and where she wanted it. They also spoke about how she wanted it colored and Alex suggested making it variegate from yellow in the center to orange in the rays with a dark red/orange outline. Poppy agreed with the idea so Alex had her turn in the chair and rest her arms on an arm rest while he marked out the position on her left shoulder blade. Poppy had already decided that's where she had wanted it and had worn a halter top to make things easier. Once Alex confirmed the place for it with Poppy he pasted the template on her skin, transferring the outline before rolling over to gather the needles and ink.

Poppy grinned up at Branch, who had been watching somewhat impressed at how thorough Alex was with his questions and suggestions, “Hey? Grab my camera from my purse and start filming? Please?”

Sighing, Branch rolled his eyes, “I still don't understand your need to vlog everything.” But he still grabbed the smaller camera from her purse and fiddled with it to turn it on.

Alex rolled back over, bringing a tray with ink, wipes and the needles necessary for the process before attaching the first needle to the machine. He smiled and asked, “Okay, ready?”

Poppy took a deep breath and tried to relax her shoulders before holding out a hand to Branch. She looked up at him with pleading, amber eyes and after a second, he gave her his to hold tightly as he filmed with his free hand. At her nod, Alex turned on the machine and began drawing.

It surprisingly didn't hurt as much as Poppy had expected and she was pleasantly surprised when it was announced she had the first few lines done. The rest of the time Alex took to do the outline, he talked to her and Branch, asking questions on what they did and such. Rita eventually joined them, leaning against a wall and helping to distract Poppy from what little pain she did feel. Soon enough Alex proclaimed the outline done as he wiped away excess ink. Once done, he switched the needles and dipped it into the yellow ink before he began to color.

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All in all it took perhaps not quite two hours with the little waiting they did and the time it took for Poppy and Alex to talk about what she wanted before her new tattoo was done. Alex finished wiping all the excess ink off before pulling back and declaring it finished before pulling over a mirror to help Poppy see it. She exclaimed it was perfect and thanked him profusely before he bandaged it up and gave her a pamphlet on aftercare.

“Thank you again soo much~!” Poppy squealed, dancing in place but being careful not to jiggle her shoulder too much, it did hurt just a little.

“You're welcome!” Alex laughed as Rita cleaned up a bit, “If you have any questions or concerns just let us know. You can come in or contact us via phone or email. “ He then winked playfully, “And, of course, if you ever want another you know where to come.”

Poppy giggled, “Of course!” She then turned and started hopping out the door, “Come on, Branch. We need to make a stop for some scent free lotion.”

Rolling his eyes, Branch nodded goodbye to the artists and followed Poppy out, “No need. I already got you some.” At her surprised look, he shrugged, “What? I did some research and decided to save you a trip.”

Alex chuckled as their conversation was cut off by the closing of the door and a bell twinkle, “Cute couple. Bet you anything he decides her tattoo was worth getting once he gets use to seeing it.”

Rita laughed, “Yeah, 'cept they're not a couple. Apparently he's just the roommate.”

“If he's just the roommate, than I'm three feet tall.”

Rita shrugged, “Hey. Whatever their relationship, I'm just glad he talked her out of the tat she wanted first. Her and the apparent boyfriend's name.”

Alex groaned, “Oooh, those are horrible. Nobody should never get those.” He then chuckled, “Good on that guy then. That sun was much more appropriate for a happy girl like that.”

“Agreed.”

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“So you'll help me take some pictures of my tat later, won't you?” Poppy asked as they walked down the sidewalk, “Please?”

“Anything else the princess demands?”

Poppy elbowed him lightly, “How about we order out tonight? Or stop somewhere? You did kind of do me a big favor by coming with me so... least I can do is give you a break from cooking. Once in a while at least, wouldn't want you getting rusty.”

“Haha.” Branch glanced at her before looking away. He would do pretty much anything she asked of him because of his feelings, not that she knew that, “And sure. We can stop somewhere.”

“Yay! Let's go!” She grabbed his hand and started happily pulling him down the street.

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And there you go! Poppy now has a tattoo! Also give it up for more random OCs that came about! Anyway, not too much to say here other than I hope you liked it and to stay tuned for more~!