#with the way they’re over-scheduling us we literally can’t keep up

[beepbeepinthecorner]

lol work is so backed up the OR director and whoever the charge nurse could scrounge up came downstairs to try and bail us out a little. Like my boss’s boss was in the trenches with me basically bussing dishes. And i had half a dozen assorted scrub techs and nurses just sorta tearing apart and organizing carts of stuff for me. I actually loved it.

I mean it was still pretty jam packed when i left but at least I wasn’t completely sardine packed into decon haha

[5sospenguinqueen]

Emotional Range Of A Teaspoon | Pierre Gasly

Summary: What right does he have to feel angry at the sight of Y/N and Charles? The answer is none. After all, she's only his best friend. Isn't she?

Warnings: Swearing. Angst. Fluff. Jealousy. One suggestive comment

No faceclaim but British reader. 2024 timeline

F1 Masterlist

Requested: Yes (sorry it's a little late)

This one actually comes with a tiny text paragraph mid-way through

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Replies to @ PierreGASLY

Charles_Leclerc c’mon mate, it’s only been two days 

→ PierreGASLY a whole lifetime 

→ ItsYN i can’t even remember what you look like 

→ Charles_Leclerc and the people say that i am the dramatic one 

AlpineF1Team think you can channel that pain into some points this weekend?

→ PierreGASLY why aren’t you taking my pain seriously 

→ AlpineF1Team do you want us to schedule you an appointment with the counsellor?

→ ItsYN i don’t think that counsellor gets paid enough to listen to him

User1 ouch, talk about friendzoned 

→ User2 no, no, they’re in the denial stage of their friends to lovers arc

Replies to @ ItsYN

PierreGASLY i can still hear your voice

→ PierreGASLY although i’m glad you’re not making me suffer through the lost boys again

→ ItsYN okay first off, you love that movie. and second, because of that, i’m telling everyone you cried watching cars 3

→ PierreGASLY traitor!

→ LiamLawson30 as any man would!

Charles_Leclerc don’t worry y/n, i’ll have movie night with you 

→ ItsYN are you going to make me watch harry potter again?

→ Charles_Leclerc yes..?

→ ItsYN @ PierreGASLY come back please 

Replies to @ Charles_Leclerc

User3 not charles tweeting this the day after the canadian gp. y/n missed the canadian gp and you can tell poor charles had to hear all about it 

ItsYN we all know i would be the soldier and pierre would be the doting housewife crying on the platform 

→ PierreGASLY and i would look radiant doing so

Max33Verstappen he wouldn’t shut up about her during the driver’s parade. i tried to walk off and he followed me!

→ PierreGASLY i was in the middle of a sentence!

→ danielricciardo mate you know it’s bad when yapstappen needs you to stop talking

ItsYN stop talking about me. you're making it sound like we're friends

→ Charles_Leclerc excuse me but you know you want to be my bestie

→ PierreGASLY you can’t have her. she’s mine. i saw her first. shotgun or whatever you monagasques say for dibs 

→ GeorgeRussell63 actually i saw her first; her brother was my teammate when we were kids so 

→ PierreGASLY and just for that, i’m unfollowing you 

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Replies to @ CHICKEN!!

User4 whoever took this photo needs to go straight to jail. not y’all making it seem like charles and y/n are a sneaky item

User5 i knew she was shady, talking about how she couldn't make it only to end up in the winning driver’s garage 

PierreGASLY oh 

→ User6 wait no, pierre, come back. look at other tweets about this please

User7 stop being a shit stirrer. he’s literally got his other arm wrapped around alex ‘cause he was guiding the two of them through a ton of fans but that’s conveniently been cropped out 

Replies to @ BRAKKEEE

User8 i can’t believe people were trying to convince us ynarles was real when it’s clearly ynex

User9 love that charles was literally only there to keep them safe from fans and after that they were like ‘you’re done babe. now we run off into the sunset’ 

User10 watching him chase after them was so funny tho because he was literally yelling “let me play too” 

Replies to @ ItsYN

User11 oh no, we’re so sorry. we were just so happy to see you 

→ User12 yeah and pierre would’ve been happy to see her as well if you hadn’t blasted her all over the internet 

→ User13 pierre didn't exactly look all that happy though. he wouldn’t stop glaring at poor charles  

→ User12 maybe because you guys made it seem like his best friend lied to him to be with charles

Thumb aimlessly swiping at the screen of his phone, Pierre scanned the tweets as they passed, making note of a cute waffle shop in Monaco that he knew Y/N would love. Nothing of note appeared to have been posted as most of the Grid were waiting to hear where Sainz had signed. Hand halting, Pierre’s eyes flickered across the screen once. Twice. And then a third time just to be sure. His last message to Y/N had gone unanswered and now there was a picture of her on Twitter, claiming to be from today. With Charles’ arm around her. His teeth sank into his bottom lip, and a derisive scoff filled his driver’s room. What happened to being unable to book the time off work, he thought bitterly to himself. Instead she was in the Paddock with a red-clad arm wrapped around her. Before he could restrain himself, he had clicked on the ‘reply’ button. A knock at the door pulled him from his downward spiral, preventing him from looking further into the comments gushing about how cute his best friend and closest F1 friend looked as a couple. 

“Pierre, time to warm up.”

“D’accord.”

He locked his phone before dumping it onto the massage table, storming out of his driver’s room, unaware that if he had scrolled down another two posts, he would’ve seen a picture of Y/N with Alexandra and a tweet from the woman herself. 

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ItsYN just posted

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ItsYN an amazing weekend in barcelona watching my best friend do his thing and achieve some well-deserved points. a huge thank you to charles and alex for helping me sneak into the paddock last-minute tagged: pierregasly, charles_leclerc and alexandrasaintmleux 

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alpinef1team our favourite things rolled into one post 

→ ItsYN mine too! 

→ User1 sis, get off the floor 

estebanocon should i be offended that you wearing my cap didn’t make the post 

→ ItsYN shh i can’t have my people thinking i have friends other than pear 

danielricciardo PIERRE GASSLLLYYYYY

→ ItsYN go thirst over him on his posts. my insta is a 310 free zone

→ danielricciardo just admit that you’re jealous of our love and move on

→ ItsYN was he publicly crying over missing YOU? i don’t think so 

→ danielricciardo that’s because i’m a better friend than you and i’ve been here the whole time

→ ItsYN blocked 

alexandrasaintmleux thank you for trusting me with the surprise! 

→ ItsYn thank you for being so wonderful and helping 🩷 (and stopping charles from throttling me)

→ charles_leclerc it’s because you wouldn’t stop saying thank you and asking me if i was “sure that it’s no bother” to help you 

→ It’sYN sorry for being considerate! 

User2 not to be that person but has anyone else noticed that pierre hasn’t commented?

→ User3 i'm getting the feeling that, despite all his online complaining, he wasn’t overly excited to see his best friend this weekend? 

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User4 not the f1wags posting her, they know the truth

→ User5 what truth. it doesn’t look they’re even friends anymore

User7 it’s the way she looks like she’s trying to explain/talk to him and he’s just yelling at her 

→ User8 i used to root for them to get together but now that he’s yelled at her :/

User9 y/n is stronger than me because if a man pointed his finger like that at me, i’d savagely bite it off 

User10 uh, who does he think he is talking to y/n l/n that way

User11 i bet it’s because he thought y/n was there for charles and got jealous 

→ User12 i’ve connected the dots

→ User13 you ain’t connected shit

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User14 idk which one i want to be more

→ User15 that’s because you want to be their third instead 

User16 i’m thirsty. anyone else thirsty

LandoNorris oh god my eyes

→ danielricciardo this is why you should stop looking at x rated things on the internet 

→ User17 what happened to your pr training?

→ Charles_Leclerc what happened to pierre’s?

User18 if only he could transfer this kind of passion onto the track 

User19 uh, the clarity of the third one?? did admin take this and then leak it online? 

→ AlpineF1Team i'm afriad that we’re finding out along with you guys but we’re not gonna pretend like we weren’t rooting for this 

ItsYN why am i trending on twitter?

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ItsYN just posted

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ItsYN my little pain au chocolat 💕

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pierregasly we talked about you calling me pastries 

→ ItsYn yes, we did. and i didn’t take into account anything you said

→ pierregasly you are very lucky you're cute

→ ItsYN it's gotten me far in life

User1 talk about a hard launch

→ User2 they weren’t really given the choice considering they were caught snogging all over barcelona last weekend

alpinef1team pierre repping the alpine colours 

→ ItsYN release your chokehold on my man

→ alpinef1team no, you release your chokehold on our man 

→ ItsYN what happened to being supportive of this?

→ alpinef1team that was before all he did was yap about you!

lilymhe babe, this isn’t you. get up and come back to me 

→ ItsYN i’m sorry but i don’t think i can come back from this 

→ lilymhe what about us, what about everything we’ve been through

→ ItsYN you know i never wanted to hurt you

→ alex_albon @ pierregasly guess i’ll be seeing you at the next karaoke marathon 

→ pierregasly only if you sing breaking free with me

→ ItsYN this is why i love you

landonorris let’s take a moment for our fallen soldier… we lost an honourable brit to a french man

→ pierregasly it’s not my fault that i have charm and you don’t 

→ danielricciardo i didn’t realise charm meant having a tantrum when she asks your friend for help to surprise you 

→ pierregasly we agreed not to speak of that! 

→ ItsYN i don’t think you’re living this one down, macaron

charles_leclerc can you tell him to put his clothes back on, please

→ ItsYN i tried but he seems incapable of keeping them on around me

→ pierregasly charles is just jealous of my amazing physique 

→ charles_leclerc best you not talk about jealousy 

User4 @ ItsYN i love that they’ve not had a chance to pr train you yet

→ ItsYN never! 

User5 and they called me crazy when i said friends to lovers! 

→ ItsYN tbf hun, so did we. it took us a minute

→ User6 so pierre is slow on and off the track 

→ pierregasly hey! 

pierregasly just posted

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pierregasly from movie nights to drunken karaoke, i would go on any adventure with you 

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ItsYN my best friend and my love 

→ alexandrasaintmleux i thought i was your best friend 

→ ItsYN i’m not allowed to post shirtless pics of you online though

→ charles_leclerc no you are not! 

→ User7 i hope pr never got ahold of her

→ alpinef1team she has an appointment with them on thursday

yukitsunoda0511 is this what they call simping?

→ pierregasly no

→ ItsYN yes

maxverstappen1 does this mean you’ll stop talking about her during driver’s parades?

→ pierregasly no 

→ yukitsunoda0511 he’ll just stop talking about whether she’s interested in any of us 

→ ItsYN he did that?

→ pierregasly no!

→ maxverstappen1 yes, the latest victim was logan

→ charles_leclerc actually i was the latest victim, and i will remain the most famous. my jealousy era is forever captured on the internet 

→ logansargeant @ pierregasly is that why you kept asking me what i thought about her?

landonorris you guys are kinda cute when you’re not yelling at her 

→ ItsYN please stop saying this. i'm the one who has to listen to him apologise over and over for the millionth time

→ pierregasly because i feel bad! 

→ ItsYN omg i know! 

danielricciardo mate, we get it. she’s your girl now but you can let go of her for two seconds. she’s not going to disappear

→ pierregasly it’s called a healthy attachment

→ ItsYN he says whilst cuddled into my neck and following me to the bathroom

lilymhe she’s so hot, drop me her @ please

→ pierregasly back off

→ ItsYN i’m right here bby girl. let me take out on a date 

→ charles_leclerc careful lily or he might start yelling at you next 

alpinef1team we’ve been asked by an anonymous source that you all refrain from discussing previous events. reparations have been made and it’s been advised that such an event remain in the past 

→ danielricciardo lol he ran to mom

→ landonorris anonymous source, my ass. just tag him

→ georgerussell63 this is so lame

→ alex_albon mate, this is more obvious than pierre’s jealousy 

→ charles_leclerc even i cannot support him through this 

→ ItsYN i love you, my little croissant, but i cannot pretend that this is normal

→ pierregasly ultimate betrayal

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Sorry if this wasn’t angst enough. Humour and fluff are more my forte.

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[xo-kyeong]

Laughter and mild snickering are all you hear from behind the door.

God, this is embarrassing

“COME ON Y/N!” Mina shouts from the living room of your shared dorm, all 5 of them waiting for you to test if your shared dorm had soundproof walls.

“WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE SEX NOISES?” You ask in humiliation. Fuck they’re gonna have a field day with this. “Y/n! My arms are getting tired from holding the phone! Get on with it already!” Denki whines.

“WHY DON’T YOU GUYS DO IT, WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE ME?” You cry out as you bang your head dramatically onto the door. Am I really doing this?

“Should I like- moan like how a normal person would moan?” You ask sheepishly. Sero and Bakugou are behind Denki trying their hardest to contain their laughter.

Kirishima, Denki, and Mina on the other hand are ruthless. Absolutely dying of laughter.

“WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK HAVE I GOTTEN MYSELF INTO!!” You cry out in protest, but they’re all insisting you do it.

“Y/n, how are we supposed to know if one of us can invite someone over?” Sero insists.

Then again, you’ve been dying to get yourself off for a while now because of your hectic schedule. Maybe knowing if your roomies can hear you pleasuring yourself is useful information after all.

“Okay okay- OH MY GOD I CAN’T” you laugh a bit out of embarrassment and they all laugh with you because this is pretty stupid.

“Sero will go in and test with you! That way you won’t be the only one feeling embarrassed!” Mina suggests, and that idea actually made the situation even worse.

There’s nothing more humiliating than to hear your friend’s moans and him hearing yours!

“WHAT? I DIDN’T SIGN UP FOR THIS-“ Sero protests, eyebrows raised and arms up as if he was adamant. But then after a few minutes of teasing from Mina and Denki, he finally caved in and joined you in the room.

“You really don’t have to do this you know?” You tell Sero, I mean, he’s probably uncomfortable-

“I don’t mind, besides, I’ve always liked your voice in bed” you’re full-blown red and flustered.

“We’re roommates Sero! You can’t be saying shit like that” you turn away, hiding your reddened face from his devilishly handsome (and irritating) face.

“Who says we can’t? Why don’t I start first, hmm?” He gives Denki the go signal and starts clapping.

“Sero- omg” you were hysterical, this is just downright stupid.

“Go on, just say ‘oh’ or whatever, better yet, say my name instead” he gives you a wink and you roll your eyes at him, fighting the urge to actually tackle this man and literally make this “fake” scenario into a reality.

“I can’t believe I’m doing this-“ you take a breath and started whimpering as Sero was clapping his hands at a steady pace.

“You’re so tight y/n- fuck” Sero shamelessly moaned, causing everyone outside the room to cackle.

“You’re brave” you whispered.

“But I should be the one making sounds here” you teased. And that riled him up, the way you went from utterly humiliated to bold and daring just did something to him. You effortlessly matched his energy just like that.

“Mhm, oh my god Sero- Oh keep going” you closed your eyes dramatically, trying to make this scenario as realistic as possible.

Sero quickened the pace of his clapping, groaning with you.

“Oh my god Sero, I’m gonna-“ you whimper and moan as you would if you were actually having sex. And Sero isn’t going to lie, he didn’t know if he should be worried because you moan so well that when he DOES have sex with you he might think you’re just faking it for his ego.

Both of you calmed down and stepped out of the room, looking at Mina for their final verdict.

“Well, it’s slightly soundproof- we all just have to make sure that none of you boys go too rough on whoever you bring home. Got it?” Mina says while holding the phone and placing it in front of you and Sero.

You and Sero re-watched the clip, hearing most of Sero’s clapping. Your own moans weren’t that noticeable, other than your “oh’s” and Sero’s groans.

“Well- y/n you sure do know how to act like you’re getting railed- have you ever faked an orgasm before?” Mina curiously asks, and you couldn’t say anything other than a whispered “kind of”

“GIRL- WE WON’T KNOW IF YOU’RE BEING WELL TAKEN CARE OF! WE WOULD BARELY KNOW THE DIFFERENCE” Mina screams, making you turn your head away from her booming voice.

All four boys were equally shocked at your revelation, you’ve faked an orgasm before? their eyes were wide, and jaws dropped.

You sheepishly brush them off though, as if it wasn’t that big of a deal. but to Sero, it clearly is. The others let you off, except for him of course. The rest of them finally went into their own rooms, bidding everyone goodnight, you were about to go to your own room after you refill your water bottle, that is until a pair of hands wrapped around your waist. You knew who it was going to be, his long and slender arms are easily distinguishable. “Sero?” you hum, “why aren’t you going to bed yet, huh?” you close the lid of your water bottle so that you could turn around and face him. “you’ve never faked with me... right?” he looks down at you with pleading eyes, he looks just like a begging puppy.  “oh, Sero. my poor baby, couldn’t get your mind off of that?” you chuckle at him when he holds you closer. “I’m serious y/n! do you actually feel good?” he whines, and that has you laughing lightly at how needy and desperate he sounds. “Sero, I’ve never faked an orgasm with you. in-fact, you’re the one and only guy who ever treated me right” you smile, wrapping your own arms around him to comfort him. Sighing when you savored his warmth and comfort. The fact that none of your other roommates know about your relationship is thrilling, yet sometimes it still manages to boil down to calm and quiet moments like this. “I love you, Sero” you look up at him, your eyes droopy due to the sudden sleepiness.  He reaches down to kiss you on the forehead, “I love you so much, Mi Amor” he rubs your cheek with his thumb before leaning in to kiss you on the lips. It’s nice to have a secret relationship, calm and quaint.  But you’d be surprised to hear that 3 other people are listening in on your conversation, fully containing their excitement at how sweet you and Sero are to each other.

[peachesofteal]

The dead disco break up Pregnancy au got me in my feels all day. Literally all day.

And all I can think about is when the guys get home? Find her not at the apartment and they’re both like, “can’t blame her, I get it” and are over come with guilt. Their own relationship getting a little rocky. Maybe Johnny gets frustrated more easily with Simon. Simon withdrawals a little more into himself bc that’s how he handles pain and grief. But they make it through. They always do. Until they find out about darling and the baby. However that happens, be it in a grocery store or whatever. But Simon comes from a very traumatized childhood. He sees the baby and just knows. That’s their kid. And is overcome with so much grief bc now he’s no worse that his dad is he? What’s worse than someone that’s there and beats you? Someone that’s not there at all. Not knowing. And he has always promised himself he’d never be like his father, but than this is just too close to comfort.

I imagine he surprises not only himself but Johnny and darling the most when he ends up doing something drastic. There were no words he had to defend himself or Johnny. He’d be mature. Whatever it takes, whatever darling needed just let him be in his child’s life, let him be in your life, let him do better. Don’t LET HIM HAVE THIS WEIGHT ON HIS SHOULDERS.

Darling would have more whiplash than Johnny but even Johnny is taken back by the lengths Simon would go? (Getting out the military? Domestic security and law enforcement jobs so he can be home? Idk?) but Simon just comes out of no where, with “I’m here. I’m not going no where. I’ll spend the rest of my life making this right.” Bc he does love darling and he does love Johnny, but that kid? He’d move heaven and hell for that kid. It was Ryan Reynolds who was like “I love my wife, love her more than anything. Then we had our baby girls and realized I would use my wife as a human shield to protect my kids” As a joke of course but it’s to that extent. Simons 2 priority’s become taking care of that child and mending the relationship between the three of them, not bc he loves them (he totally does, and his devotion to his partners is infallible) BUT BECAUSE that kid needs to know what healthy relationships are based out of love and communication not grief and missed social cues and resentment.

Simon takes fatherhood seriously. Most serious job there is. And he’s not going to let darling’s (low key selfish) feelings of betrayal and self deprecation keep him from taking care of his child and said mother of that child.

———

Johnny however? He’s the one that’s hesitant surprisingly. He’s hurt. Beyond hurt that you wouldn’t tell them something like this. It’s the adult thing to at least say something right? Even if they did leave. This is more than them now. And he goes along with Simons initiative to fix all of this but Johnny needs some serious reassurance and maybe an outlet for all this anger and hurt he has. And there’s so much going on that it’s easy for Simon and darling to kinda miss that a little bit,

Until Johnny doesn’t want to hold the baby. Says he’s scared he’d drop it. But Simon knows better.

Johnny feels lost.

Darling feels lost.

Simon is their beacon of light in the darkness.

It comes down to the sexiest night known to human existence, and a lot of crying and confessions while fucking all those emotions out. Simon has always known how to get these two to let down their walls. Breakfast is for figuring out detail’s schedules ect. But that night? That was them fixing it. Letting go and moving forward. In the sexiest. Way. Possible.

^look what you’ve done to me. I’m serving alcohol at a bar thinking about these characters, THE DISTRACTION IS REAL AND I NEED MORE.

You’re fantastic. I hate you for doing this to my brain. Love ya!

Um… hi? Hello? Come back. Let’s talk about this more, let’s break it down. I am obsessed with this. I love this. 🩵🩵

Simon goes into protective overdrive the second he see’s you. Not sure how or when or where it happens, but Bee is not even two months old, and he doesn’t even need to ask you. She’s so little, cocooned in a linen wrap, cradled to your chest, and he already knows. How could that baby be anyone’s but their own?

He does exactly as you’ve described, drops everything and retires early. Price and Johnny always thought he’d make captain soon, but none of that matters now. His military aspirations have meant less and less every year since he met Johnny, and meeting you only sped his career’s ultimate demise along.

He’s not going to let the cycle repeat. He’s not going to let his child grow up and feel like they’ve been abandoned by him. He’s not going to let Bee grow up without him being there. Loving her. Supporting her. He won’t be his father. He refuses.

You agree to let them see her, and agree to let them take her for nights or days if they’d like. But you won’t let them in. Won’t do much more than co parent with them, won’t engage in anything real with them, won’t give them a single inch. You stonewall them, block them out, give them excuses and refusals at every turn. Sure, they can be in their daughter’s life… but they can’t be in yours.

While Bee is important, you are too. He wouldn’t use you as a shield to save her, he’d save you both. There’s no option. No choice. You’re the love of their lives, the now mother of his child. He’d lay down and die for you.

But none of that matters. You won’t let them in.

It drives Simon insane. He’s understanding, and mature about it, and patient (compared to Johnny, who’s running hot over it… frustrated, agitated, consistently visibly upset, holding onto his anger and resentment over the fact you never came forward and even told them about Bee. Johnny can’t get over that you went through everything alone… can’t understand why you wouldn’t tell them, give them a chance to be there for you.. and it stings. It hurts him, so fucking much, and that hurt melds into anger, it burns into his heart and twists his feelings until they’re a jumbled mess.) but he can’t seem to make you understand that they love you, that they thought about you everyday when they were gone, that they mourned the end of the relationship. It’s not just about the baby, they were coming back for you no matter what. They knew, without a shadow of a doubt, that they weren’t meant to live their lives without you. They made a mistake.

But… they fucking abandoned you. And now they come back, and see that you have a baby and just decide they want to be back in your life? No. Absolutely not. They didn’t want you anymore, before Bee… nothing has changed. You won’t let yourself fall back into their grasp, and you’re so adamant about that that you fight them nearly at every turn. Can they take Bee? Sure. But “family trips” to the store? “Family trips” to the park? Not happening. You pack her diaper bag and kiss her goodbye, while Simon watches you with an intense scrutiny, eyes tracking your every step while he holds little Bee is his giant hand. He doesn’t miss a single thing, doesn’t miss the way your hands shake when you press a sweet kiss against her cheek, doesn’t miss the way your body moves sluggishly, like you’re exhausted, even after the nights they’ve had Bee, which means you should have gotten plenty of rest. Johnny just stands in the corner and stares at the floor, hands in his pockets during these exchanges, practically unwilling to engage with you in any way because he’s just so… upset with you, still. He’s better with Bee, loves her dearly, but can’t get past what he’s holding inside of himself, can’t get past how he feels so betrayed you, even though a part of him thinks he has no right to those feelings.

I love your last little bit - about the night Simon breaks you and Johnny apart and then puts you back together. There is something very similar/along those lines in the actual fic outline.

BUT ALSO… let’s imagine: They try to fix it. They try to get you to let them back in, to open up to them, to let them be there for you. As time goes on, Johnny changes, the red hot fire of anger that burns inside of him eventually goes out, lovingly smothered by Simon, and his resentment and feelings of betrayal all melt away. How could he ever have felt those things, when you were the one who was left all alone? Pregnant, with no way to contact them? He lets it all go, fully embracing parenting with you and Simon, trying to get back into your life, trying to love and support you from afar, any way they can. They start to notice a change in you… you seem a little happier, a little lighter on your feet, a little more relaxed and they think it might be working… that you finally might be growing more amenable about letting them in, about building back the relationship.

Until… they show up for Bee’s first birthday party, and there’s a man with his hand splayed on the small of you back in the backyard, holding you, tugging your body into his, while Bee shrieks and giggles on the blanket in the grass. There’s another man, watching their daughter, holding their darling girl close, while they stand in the doorway, shell shocked.

[spidermans-l-o-v-e-r]

Orange Blossoms

Pairing: Buck x Reader

Word Count: 6.6k

Notes: This is late and my schedule is fucked but at least I look super cute right now

Episode 9: Kiss Me Thru the Phone

“This is boringggg” Buck is laid out on the break room table. There hasn’t been a single call all day. It’s been… not loud, suspiciously not loud. 

“I’m almost tempted to say it”

“Don’t you fucking dare” Eddie looks up from his crossword and Hen points her fork at him 

“You say it and we make you go on every call by yourself”

“Why don’t you bother Y/N?” Eddie says as he writes down another word 

“She’s busy, she and May are at the movies together” 

“She’s been spending a lot of time with her lately. I’m glad they’re becoming better friends” Hen stabs at her pasta and Buck rolls his eyes 

“Yeah, best friends” 

“Aww is someone jealous?” Eddie teases and he glares at him 

“I’m not jealous!! I just- I got used to hanging out with her that’s all”

“Why are you so far up her ass, let the girl breathe” Hen chuckles and Eddie looks over his book at Buck 

“You don’t think I’m letting her breathe?” 

“Here we go” Eddie sighs 

“You’re literally glued to her side every single chance you get. Let the girl breathe”

“You don’t know what you’re talking about…” Eddie mumbles and Buck sits up so fast the room starts spinning 

“You think I’m like… like too obsessed with her?? Like it’s weird right??” 

“Right” Hen agrees 

“Wrong,” Eddie writes another word 

“I should call her. I should call her and tell her we need space”

“That’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard” Eddie sighs, setting his book down “Hen you don’t have all the facts” 

“What other fact could I possibly be missing??” She looks at Eddie and he runs his hands through his hair 

“Well… here’s the thing-“ 

“She’s my girlfriend!!” Buck absolutely gushes when he says it, and Hen’s mouth drops open, she pulls out her phone sends a text, and then looks at Buck 

“Are you insane?? Cap is gonna kill you! Does he know?!” 

“No! And we’re keeping it that way!!” 

They heard loud footsteps on the stairs as Chimney comes running up, he’s completely out of breath as he stops at the top of the stairs

“You’re dating Y/N?!” 

They all loudly shush him and he drags himself over to the table and plops down in the chair next to Hen, Eddie’s phone pings from the corner, and he chuckles quietly to himself 

“You told him?!” 

“Best friends share the tea you know that Buck” Hen says simply and he can’t even disagree with that 

“When did you start dating her??” 

“Oh, I’ve been taking her on all kinds of dates for a couple months now! I’m taking her to the carnival tomorrow, she’s gonna be so excited!! It’s gonna be a group thing I totally forgot to tell you guys you’re all invited… but yeah anyway I basically only care about her. Oh yeah and Eddie” 

“Thanks,” he says sarcastically 

“That sounds really romantic… we’ll be there” Chimney gives him a thumbs-up 

“Okay I guess you were right Eddie, do not take my advice… but when are you gonna tell Cap? Seriously?” 

“Fuck if I know… I’m going to let her decide when she’s ready for it and we’ll talk from there… besides, it’s kinda hot hiding it” He falls back on the table dramatically and sighs loudly and they all roll their eyes at him.

“You’re gonna get caught,” Hen says and Buck scoffs

“I am the King of subtly” 

His phone starts ringing “I Was Made For Lovin’ You” starts playing and Eddie looks at him 

“I think that’s your phone, your Highness”

He flicks him off and answers it “You want me to open my FaceTime? What’s up do-“ 

Before he can even finish “Doll” he clicks it open and you’re in frame a few feet away from the camera, it’s set up so it’s angled down at his bed, and you’re laid in the middle of it… almost completely naked. 

He shrieks and yanks his phone to his chest “I’ll be right back!!” 

They all look at him like he’s crazy as he goes running down the steps and into the bathrooms, locking the door and locking himself into a stall 

“Y/N?! Are you crazy?!” 

“I asked Eddie if you were around Bobby! it’s fine” you giggle as you turn over flat on your back with your feet firmly planted on the mattress 

“How did you get into my apartment?? Did I already give you a key?”

“Eddie let me borrow his! How do I look?” You open your legs slowly allowing him to see the new lingerie you’d just bought 

“A-are those-“ 

“Crotchless panties? Yeah.” You say it like it’s nothing like your heart isn’t beating out of your chest right now at this stupid little idea you had 

He can feel the way his pants are becoming embarrassingly tight and he leans against the cool tiles in the stall just trying to calm himself down 

“So… what’s this all about huh?” He asks and you take your time, flowing your hands over your body and feeling yourself up 

“The other day, when I was out with Hen? I asked her to take me to the sex shop because I needed to get some more cleaner for… uh something and I found something… that I was way too curious not to buy. And I kinda just wanted to show you”

“You wanted to show me?” He parrots you, he has no idea where the hell this is going but he’s not mad 

“Uh-huh! I’ve got it all ready!” You reach over for something and his eyes go as wide as saucers as you come back into frame. It’s a good-sized dildo, with a bit of an odd base to it 

“Apparently, they make squirting dildos! And I just um… well I was curious okay! So I bought one and I want you to see me try it” 

“This could not have waited until I got home?” 

“D-do you want me to wait until you get home?” 

You’re a little quiet, a little hesitant now. Maybe this wasn’t the best idea, maybe this surprise was a bit much… maybe-

“Oh fuck no, dear god please continue”

Buck has never been more tempted to say he was sick and had to go home early. He watches you with rapt attention as you bounce on that stupid fake dick and not his. He watches the way your hands flow over your body and you pinch your nipples as you moan his name, cumming on his sheets in his bed… 

You’re so distracted by the little show you’re putting on that you almost miss the soft moan that comes from the phone. Your eyes widen as you look at the camera, Buck is getting off in the bathroom at work. He’s got his hand wrapped around his cock, squeezing the head and dragging his hand back down, coating it in his precum. You stall just a little and he grunts

“Uh huh, I didn’t tell you to stop. Keep fucking yourself baby, ride that dick like it’s mine” 

You’re not sure when you press the damn button, if he tells you too or if you just wanted it so badly you did it, but you cum at the same time he does, sobbing his name over and over as you bounce on that cock, the cum gushes inside of you, filling you up completely as you fall onto your side, your legs shaking harshly 

“O-oh g-god” You gasp as you feel it spilling out of you. You reach for one of his pillows and curl into it, trying to hold yourself together and he laughs a little 

“Shit that was good… that was so good” he’s giggling deliriously and you start giggling with him, just as overwhelmed as he is 

“I love you doll,” he says and you blush deeply, he knows how you’ll respond and he’s starting to like hearing it 

“I know” 

“I’m on my way, I’ll be there soon” You watch him awkwardly cleaning himself up and you curl into his pillow more 

“What are you talking about?? Buck, you can’t just randomly go home in the middle of the day!”

“I’ll just tell Cap I gotta run home real quick”

“Buck,” you say sternly and he looks at you, he’s almost too pretty to look at right now… you can see the deep, carnal, lust in his eyes as he stares back at you now 

“P-people n-need you” 

“What about what I need?” His voice drops an octave as he wets his lips and you gulp 

“What about what you need bunny” 

He and Eddie hit the gym for a couple hours. 

“You know what the best part about going to a really busy place for a secret date is?”

Buck takes your hand as soon as the man puts your wristband on and pulls you through the lit-up gates 

Your mouth drops open as you stare around you. It had been a long time since you’d been to a carnival, apparently, things do get better with age 

“What’s that?”

Bobby does a head count as he takes Athena’s hand and kisses the back of it 

“Alright, don’t lose your buddy… I’m talking to you, Buck. Please Y/N make sure you hold his hand or else he’s gonna get lost” 

“We’ll meet up in an hour and get something to eat alright?” Athena says and everyone agrees and breaks off. Buck waits until Bobby is out of sight to lean down and kiss you 

“Now you have to hold my hand” 

You giggle and lean into his chest blushing, of course he’d thought about that when planning this.

“Where are we off to first?” Eddie asks as he and Hen turn to you guys and Buck points at a booth with little ducks 

“I’m winning my girl everything she wants” 

“Buck these are totally rigged!” You say as he pulls you towards the booth with the others following 

“You don’t know Buck” Eddie smirks 

“Alright, baby girl you pick, anything you want!” 

“Oh someone’s confident!” The man running the booth walks over with the little water rifle in his hand 

Eddie hands the man the money and Buck takes the rifle, looking at you 

“I want that” You point to a giant fluffy pink bear and Buck takes aim 

“Hen you want anything?” He asks sweetly and she chuckles “I’ll take the turtle”

“I can win both if I get them all right?” He asks and the man rolls his eyes 

“Buddy I’ll give you one for your boyfriend too if you make every shot” 

“You want something, boo?” Buck bats his eyes lashes at him and Eddie laughs, shaking his shoulders 

“I want that dolphin!!” 

“Bet, you can get those down now” He takes aim again as the little ducks start quaking and bobbing along, a cute little song plays as they quack in time with the music 

Your mouth drops open as he shoots all 12 in a perfect row, the booth shoots out a little confetti blast and congratulatory music plays 

“Oh my god!!!” You laugh as the man begrudgingly hands you all your prizes 

“That’s right, that’s right, I'm the man” Buck puts his arms up, doing a little spin, and Eddie high-fives him as you squeeze your teddy bear to your chest 

“Let’s go play more!!!” 

You run from booth to booth, and Buck wins at every single one he plays for you, he wins so many you start giving them to little kids as you pass by. Eddie wins a few, Hen wins a few and you have absolutely rotten luck. You’re pouting at the next one as all three of them win at least a little prize, Buck offers his giant dolphin to a little girl next to him 

That was hot 

“Come on pretty girl you got this one” He nuzzles your neck and you giggle, he kisses your cheek and lines up the water gun for you, keeping his body pressed to yours even though he has to bend down to be the same height as you 

“Now just aim and fire, you’re gonna do great!” Hen takes a video as she and Eddie cheer for you, you take a little breath and aim at the stupid clown faces. You end up hitting all five in a row and gasp, tossing the watergun down and turning to Buck 

“I did it! I did it, Buck did you see!?!?” You squeal as he picks you up and spins you around 

“I knew you could do it bunny!!” 

Buck watches you as you walk ahead of him and Eddie with Hen, shaking the pretty crocheted doll you’d won

“So, how’s that going?” Eddie nudges him and he smiles and bites his lip 

“It’s going so good Eddie, like so good. Being with her is an absolute dream” 

“Oh? You guys gettin' serious?” He raises an eyebrow and Buck shrugs 

“As serious as we can be right now I suppose, I don’t know it’s just nice having her you know? It’s really nice being around her… seeing her every day..” 

“So you’re in love?” Eddie chuckles and Buck nods 

“Oh yeah no without a doubt I’m gonna marry her. Just call me Evan Buckley-Grant” 

“You really want that Nash-Grant name huh?” 

“Oh hell yes” 

Buck has his arms around you as you’re standing and talking to Eddie and Hen while waiting for the others, Bobby sees you before you all see him 

“You’re glaring,” Athena says as she leans into him 

“I’m not- I'm just looking, can’t a guy just look??” 

“Sure you can look. But you’re glaring” 

“Why is he holding her like that. I hold you like that he shouldn’t be holding her like that”

“Buck’s very affectionate, you know that” 

“Can he be affectionate with someone who’s not my niece? What about that girl controlling the tilt a whirl! She was very nice!!” 

“Why are you so against them being so close?”

“Because I know Buck. I love him like he was my son, but I know Buck and if he hurts her I’m going to run him over with the engine” 

“You’re talking like they’re already together” Athena stops him for a second and looks up at him. He sighs and shakes his head 

“I can’t shake the feeling she’s hiding something…and if it’s being with him? I don’t… I don’t know what I’ll do”

“Mind your own damn business and let them be happy?” Athena raises an eyebrow and he grits his teeth 

“Maybe… possibly”

“Uh huh, well let’s go Mr. Maybe-Possibly” 

As soon as Buck spots them he lets go of you, like he wasn’t just hanging all over you, and grins widely at Bobby 

“Hey Dad, hi Mom ” 

A shudder goes down Bobby’s spine when he says that, something just seems… different. 

“So have you guys decided what we’re eating?” Athena rubs Buck’s back and kisses your head and Bobby narrows his eyes but stands next to you 

You guys all pick a different truck and come back to a table to share it all, Eddie bumps Buck to the side and sits next to you so he has to sit across from you. He grumbles and plops down next to Maddie who rolls her eyes and pats his back before handing him one of her gator nuggets 

Bobby realizes he should have never let you buy that damn corn dog. Because he’s watching the way Buck is staring at you and the way you’re laughing and giggling with Eddie while taking a bite. But no you just had to beg him for a Korean corn dog, something you’d never tried before and he just had to indulge you… Bobby could never say no to you and now he was paying for it. 

Buck has had the same tater tot against his lips for the last two minutes as he watches the way your mouth goes around that-

He yelps and drops it as Maddie kicks his leg 

“What was that-“

“You’re staring!!” She hisses under her breath and he looks down at his still-full basket and back at you, you look over at him wrap your lips around the tip of your corn dog, and wink at him. He looks down fast, stuffing his face and trying to fight the deep blush on his cheeks and Eddie nearly falls off the bench as he laughs at him 

Bobby glares suspiciously and bites his giant turkey leg. Oh, there’s definitely something going on between you three. 

“Who’s ready for some rides?” Eddie claps his hands together now that you’re all done eating and you do a little dance as Bobby hands out tickets to everyone 

“Where should we-“ 

You shake Eddie by his shoulders and Chimney laughs at your excitement 

“Merry-Go-round!!” You and Buck are on the same wavelength as he fist-pumps 

“Fuck yeah!”

“Jesus okay! Alright!” Eddie’s laughing as you spin around grab Buck’s hand and start dragging him off toward the merry-go-round. 

Both boys drag you on all kinds of rides, but on the really tall ones you sit out with Athena, it’s not until the 6th ride, yet another tall one that Buck finally slows down enough to realize 

“Are you afraid of heights?” He asks as he tries to tug on your arm but your feet are firmly planted 

“Uhhhhh” You look around for an out but the others are already in line and Athena is walking over to some benches 

“You are aren’t you!” 

“M-maybe a little” You blush and he smiles, kissing your head

“Aw that’s okay… maybe we can do something else”

“No no! You go have fun! Athena and I are cool waiting!”

“It’s just… I kind of um, wanted to do something..” he scratches the back of his head awkwardly 

“What was it?” 

“W-well I um…. I kind of wanted to take you on the Ferris wheel… it’s really romantic and I just- I uh- I thought it would be really nice”

You look at him, your cheeks flushing and you shrug 

“Maybe I can tough it out for you”

You sit next to Athena on the bench and she puts her arm over your shoulders 

“How are things going with you two?” She squeezes you and you blush, leaning into her 

“It’s going so good ��Thena honestly. He’s just so… so him” You wiggle excitedly and she chuckles 

“You guys gettin' serious?” 

“As serious as we can be” You smile “I want to talk to him about maybe telling Bobby… something? I’m not ready to confirm it… but I wouldn’t mind hinting…. Buck told me he loved me”

Athena looks at you, her eyes wide “Already??” 

“Actually he did on our third date at the beach” You giggle “I haven’t said it back… I’m just waiting for the right time I guess” 

“And when would that be?” 

“I guess it’ll just happen when it happens!”

As soon as he’s off the ride and out through the gates, Buck grabs your hand and tugs you off the bench “Come on!!” He pulls you along behind him away from the group as you run together, bobbing and weaving through the crowd 

“I don’t know about this!!” You call out to him and he turns back to look at you for a moment 

“Just trust me!” 

You nearly stumble over your feet and face plant as he stares back at you. When did he get so shiny… and pretty… and why are there little hearts all around him. Why are his eyes so bright and full of-

Love. 

Oh god. 

How does he look so good when he’s running. The lights of the carnival shine around him in a halo, and he’s laughing as he almost crashes you guys into like 50 things but you don’t care 

You make it just in time for the next ride and the man begrudgingly lets you on. Buck collapses into the basket and you gingerly sit next to him. You get buckled in and the guy checks the bar before patting the side of it 

“Enjoy your ride,” he says in a dull tone before walking away 

“B-Buck I-“ 

You huddle into his arms and he kisses your head 

“I promise you baby you’ll love this, and if you don’t you can shove me off okay? Eddie and I talked all about calming techniques” 

The basket lurches as the ride starts and you gulp “Just let me know when we make it to the top” You say, covering your eyes and he chuckles and kisses your head 

“Alright sure” 

It’s actually taking a lot longer than you thought it would while simultaneously not being slow enough. You slowly let your hands fall and look up at Buck. He looks like a little kid, grinning from ear to ear and trying his best not to wriggle because that’ll shake the basket and you’ll hate that 

“You okay?” He looks down at you. Have his eyes always been that blue 

“Uh huh” you mumble and he smiles, leaning forward and kissing your nose 

“Thanks for coming with me, I know you’re probably really scared… but hey! Look you made it to the-“

“I love you” 

The basket stops moving and so does Buck.  He actually fully stops breathing, his mouth wide open 

“Buck??” You wave your hand in front of his face and he stays frozen 

“Earth to Buck?? Hello??” 

“Y-you what?”

“I love you” 

“And you told me. At the top of a Ferris wheel. At night. At a carnival.” 

“Yes” 

Buck pulls out his phone and pushes your face away from him. 

“Mmmph!! Hey!!” You bat at his hand and he keeps pushing you away

“Eddie, Y/N just told me she loved me” 

“You called Eddie?!” 

“No, I didn’t say it back…” 

You can hear Eddie cursing Buck out and you toss your head back laughing 

“I panicked!!! Okay, god, okay quit I’m sorry!!” He hangs up and shoves his phone back in his pocket. He takes a deep breath and turns to you, completely calm 

“You were saying?” 

You giggle and lean against him “God you’re so you” 

“Is that a good thing?” He asks sheepishly and you nod, pulling away and kissing him softly 

“Mhm definitely” 

“You really love me?” He holds you in his arms and you nod again 

“I really love you” 

“This is literally the most romantic thing that’s ever happened to me in my entire life” He fake sniffles and you snort, whacking his chest 

“You’re so dramatic” 

“Don’t you ruin this moment for me” he flicks you off and you roll your eyes at him 

“Alright, alright, sorry. I’m… also thinking of maybe cluing Bobby in… I’m- I’m feeling k-kind of serious about you a-and-“

He kisses you, silencing your trembling thoughts as puts his head against yours “Whatever you wanna do babe I’m okay with it. We can give him a little hint… I’m just- I’m so happy you’re not secretly ashamed of me or something”

“I could never be! I…I love you”

“I love you too”

You nuzzle into his arms and he kisses your head, rubbing your arm softly. You look out over the fairgrounds, all the people, and the shiny lights and rides…. And all the people at the bottom of the Ferris wheel…. And the red and blue flashing lights.. 

“Um… Buck?” 

His phone starts ringing again and he picks it up 

“What’s going on down there??…. Are you shitting me??? Uh… okay thanks…” 

Buck puts his phone back in his pocket and holds you tighter to him 

“Like I said, this is super romantic, right? Me and you, all alone up here…” 

“Buck” 

“You know… no one can see us… maybe-“

“Buck”

“And your skirt is pretty short”

“It’s a skort”

“Damn”

“Buck?!!!” You yell this time and he bites his lip, rubbing the back of his head 

“Now you gotta understand- baby please I just wanted us to have a romantic moment okay?? Ferris wheels are so romantic-“

“Evan Buckley”

“The Ferris wheel broke. Please still love me” He hides his face in his hands and groans loudly 

“I’m so sorry baby, I’m so sorry. I should have never dragged you on here, I just- I just wanted us-“

You pull his face to you, kissing him to stop his panicking and to channel yours somewhere. He pushes you down on the seat and the basket shakes. You scream and he laughs, he laughs hard as he holds his body to yours, covering you.

“I’m so sorry I didn’t think that would happen I’m sorry” You’re slapping his shoulders and he’s laughing into your neck 

“I’m sorry baby I’m sorry I love you” He starts kissing your neck, sucking right on your pulse point and you gasp, arching your back off the seat “Lemme make it up to you” He slides his hands under your top and your eyes shoot open 

“You are not gonna do what I think you’re gonna do” 

“Okay, really it all depends on what you think because you wore a skort!”

“Oh, I’m sooo sorry I didn’t want people seeing up a dress or skirt on rides!” 

“Stop making sense” He huffs and you sit up, pushing him back against the sidewall 

“How about I show you just how much I love you?” 

“Wait what do you-“ 

You reach forward, hurriedly unzipping his pants and his mouth drops open 

“You are not”

“Gotta take my mind off the whole stuck at the top of the freaking Ferris wheel somehow right?” You carefully get on your knees, pulling your hair to the side. He leans forward for a second, cupping your chin and tilting your head up to look at him 

“Go on bunny, make daddy proud” 

Your breath hitches and he leans back, spreading his legs and putting his arms on the back of the seat 

“How do you do that?” You ask quietly, smoothing your hands up his thighs and helping him wiggle his pants down a bit 

“How do I do what?”

“Go from being an adorable goofball… to this” 

“It’s called being a switch baby girl” He winks and you shake your head, blushing 

“Now” He puts his hand on your head, pushing you down toward his cock “Where were we?” 

You kiss the tip, wrapping your hand around the base and stroking it slowly… you do not miss the way your fingers don’t meet or that if you really wanted to… you could use two hands, he was not kidding when he said he was… big. 

You look up at him, batting your eyelashes at him sweetly as you wrap your lips around the tip sucking on it lewdly. His mouth drops open slowly as he watches you, doing his best to keep eye contact with you, he pushes your head down slowly, amusedly watching the way you hollow your cheeks to go down further, you choke a little as it hits the back of your throat and he gasps, taking your head in both hands and easing it down your throat just a little more 

“That’s my good girl, fuck that’s it, choke on this cock” He pulls away and you gasp for air, he laughs and holds your head, bobbing you up and down on his cock. 

“Goddamn I wish I could fuck your face properly” He groans softly using your face like his own personal little sleeve, enjoying the way the corner of your eyes water as you keep eye contact with him. He moans and tilts his head back, listening to the way your throat sounds around him, and your sweet little choking noises 

“Oh god that’s my sweet, sweet, little bunny” He starts to bob your head faster and you brace your hands on his thighs, your eyes watering more 

“This is gonna have to be quick if you want time to fix your face up” He pants out, pushing you down more on his cock and whimpering at your garbled moans 

“You gotta swallow it, baby girl, come on bunny, swallow for daddy” You can feel the way his thighs shake as he keeps his hips still and you can feel the way you’re soaking your panties 

“Touch yourself, please? wanna see you touch yourself” he’s practically begging, You bat your eyelashes at him, sliding your hand down the front of your skort and rub your clit in fast little circles. His eyes roll back and he lets his head fall back against the cool metal of the basket you’re in 

“I’m gonna cum bunny, fuck, keep touching yourself just like that” 

Your thighs shake as you get yourself and him off at the same time. You roll your eyes back in your head as he hits the back of your throat again, keeping it there for a minute before pulling you away. 

“You ready?” He grins as you nod eagerly and he cums down your throat, he pushes your head down to the curls surrounding his cock and you take it all, getting off at the same time he does like he perfectly timed it. He moans your name, a bit louder than he should but he can’t be bothered to care as he lets go of your head, he helps you up onto the seat again so you don’t fall onto the floor of the basket.

“That’s my dirty girl” he chuckles in your ear as he holds you “Fuck I can’t get enough of you” 

You look at him, your eyes bright and sparkly and his heart skips a beat 

“D-don’t look at me like that!” 

“Like what?” You ask so innocently and he groans in frustration, hiding his face in his hands 

“Like you need me to fuck your face all over again” 

He helps you fix up your makeup, holding up your mirror as you reapply your lipgloss and touch up the areas around the mouth 

“Good thing I remembered to set it,” You say “Or else my makeup would have streaked and that would have been a dead giveaway”

“Maybe don’t set it some time, I’d love to have a picture of that” He sighs happily and you whack his thigh 

Maybe getting stuck on this stupid thing wasn’t as bad as you thought it would be. 

Bobby has his arms wrapped tightly around you, pulling you to his chest. He knows how you feel about heights, not that you’ve made it much of a secret. He’s a little… surprised with how calm you seem? Even if you’re clinging to him a little tightly 

He looks over at Buck, he’s shaking Eddie and Eddie has his hands braced on Buck with his mouth wide open 

“What were you doing up there with Buck? I thought you were going with Eddie?” 

“Oh! Um he decided to go with Hen since Karen couldn’t make it” You shrug 

“You guys uh? spend a lot of one-on-one time together?” He asks, trying to keep the nonchalance in his voice but you know he’s staring daggers at Buck 

“Nooo? Um, not really?” Your voice is high-pitched as you pull away from him and he looks down at you

“Are you sure?” 

“That’s a funny question, Dad!” You try to walk over to them but he grabs your hand, pulling you right back over to him 

“Is there something you wanna tell me?” 

“Why do you keep asking that?” You laugh awkwardly and he puts his hands on his hips 

“Because you’re giving me a reason to think you’re dating Buck or Eddie. Or both of them!” 

What a sandwich that would be, a big dreamy muscly sandwich. 

“They are just my friends! I don’t know how many times I can tell you this! And if I was dating one of them I would take my time to establish something before telling you”

“What if that’s what you’re doing now?!”

Oh shit 

“Well!! Then, that’s my business!” 

“Can you at least tell me-“ He looks so pained, like he’s ready to throttle one of them, or both he can’t decide “If you are seeing one of them, I’ll leave it. You just tell me if you’re maybe setting something up with one of them and I’ll drop it”

You gulp, crossing your arms over your chest, and look away from him 

“I might, possibly, maybe… be into one of them. Maybe!!” 

Bobby pats your head lovingly before storming over to Buck and Eddie and punching them both in the face, he kicks them both in the junk and takes turns kicking them both in the stomach. He grabs a nearby fire extinguisher and sprays them down before throwing it at them and then gets in the truck and rolls right over them, over… and over… and over again

“Bobby?? Hello??? Earth to Bobby!!” You’re waving your hand in front of his face as he glares at them, a little smirk on his face as he nods his head 

“Hm??” He snaps out of it, looking at you and you put your hands on your hips 

“What’s that face for! I said it was highly improbable!!” 

“Uh… nothing. Nothing. Are you ready to go home?” 

Buck and Eddie come over, Buck looks like he’s about to skyrocket back to the top of the Ferris wheel again and Eddie is giving you a look 

Of course, he freaking told him

“You ready to go home?” Buck asks and Bobby looks at him 

“Oh. I just asked her that, because you know she’s coming home with me? And her Aunt? You know where she lives?” 

Buck and Eddie give each other a look and you facepalm 

“Ohhh-Kay?” Eddie says “So you’re going home with them?” 

“Looks like it” You shrug, Athena comes over now, putting her arm around Bobby’s waist 

“Are you going home with them?” She asks you and Bobby answers for you 

“Nope! With us! Her Aunt and Uncle!” 

“Are you sure you can’t go with them?” She asks and looks up at Bobby 

“May is going to a friends… and so is Harry” 

“Sounds like you’ve gotten rid of almost everyone!” Eddie says and Bobby glares at him 

“Oh gag, please come with us Y/N,” Buck says and you look up at Bobby 

“You and Athena could have the whole house to yourself…” You clasp your hands behind your back and look at him as sweetly as you can “You could get it on” You wriggle your eyebrows and he groans in complete and utter embarrassment 

“Ohhhhh Bobby’s gettin' lucky tonight!!!” Buck cups his hands over his mouth and shouts it so the whole team can hear it 

“Ayoooooo” Eddie spins around in a circle and you do a stupid little dance cheering with him 

“Ayeeeee” Chimney and Hen cheer back and Bobby literally crumples into Athena as she laughs 

“Alright, all of y’all knock it off! Look at him! He can barely show his face! You’re staying with the boys tonight right?” 

“Right!!” You say excited and Eddie picks you up, throwing you over his shoulder and you squeal as he spins you both around crazily 

Bobby narrows his eyes and glares at that but leaves it alone. Buck takes your hands and does a little dance with you as you all head back to the Jeep together. You squish in between Eddie and Chimney while Maddie sits on his lap and snuggle into Eddie’s side 

Bucks radio is blasting as you all sing along while driving down the busy streets of L.A, it turns out your voice is straight-up gold and they all know you’re just messing around. 

You’re singing Love by Keyshia Cole and it was a joke a first, just a TikTok you’d sent to all of them… but you’re good and Buck is melting as he listens to you singing 

“That’s my girlfriend” He gushes to Hen and she laughs at him, rubbing his shoulder and shaking her head 

Hen and Chimney are rapping Super Bass and Maddie is dying laughing when Buck looks in his rearview mirror as he drives, he’s not a jealous man, especially with his best friend… but… but-

Your eyes catch his, and you grin snuggling into Eddie more 

“Hey, you cold?” He asks you, looking down at you and you look up at him, nodding sweetly 

“Uh-huh,” you say in such a little baby voice, Buck scoffs and grips the steering wheel 

“Awww don’t worry I gotcha” Eddie unbuckles you both real quick and puts you in his lap. He buckles himself back in and wraps his arms around you, pulling you closer to him so your head settles against his chest and you’re tucked into him 

“That better honey?” 

“Uh huh, a lot better” You bat your eyelashes at him and Buck accidentally slams on the breaks at a stoplight 

“Hey!!” Everyone flies forward and that just makes Eddie hold you tighter 

“Sorry! Sorry there- god there was a stupid squirrel” He growls as he waits for the light to turn

“Thanks for killing us and not the squirrel” Chimney jokes and Hen turns back 

“I would risk my life to not kill an animal either okay”

“I’m pretty sure we all would” Eddie agrees as he rubs your arm softly. Buck watches you in the mirror again and you look back at him, giving him a little wink 

He’s not a jealous man.

He’s not. 

The honking behind him and all four of his friends yelling at him to go make him think maybe he is 

Just a teeny bit. 

He lets Chimney and Maddie off first, and you give them a hug when they leave… and go straight back into Eddie’s arms. Hen is next, you blow her a kiss and they all wave goodbye as she heads inside. You adjust yourself not even hinting at letting Eddie go anytime soon

“Sit your ass upfront” 

Hen had barely shut her front door before Buck is turned around glaring at you

“No, I think I’m-“

“Did I say you had an option? Did I say I wanted to hear your mouth? No. Now get your ass up here before I come to get you” 

Eddie is snickering quietly and you sit up, putting your hands on your hips. 

“You’re not talking to me very-“ 

Your breath catches in your throat as Buck’s hand shoots out and wraps around your neck 

“Bad girls don’t get to breathe” 

His words shoot straight down to your core and it feels like your brain shuts off, absolutely zero thoughts, only him. You look at him as sweetly as possible, he’s not really squeezing, but you know his grip strength 

“Jesus dude, get a room” Eddie interrupts the moment and Buck lets you go. You fall back onto the seat and Buck sighs, his voice is a little quieter now, but still just as firm 

“Come sit up here” 

“Okay” 

“You gonna sit in his lap too?” Eddie scoffs as you climb over him unnecessarily and out of the car 

“If I could I would,” you say and get into the front seat. You buckle up and look at Buck, folding your hands in your lap and giving him the sweetest smile you can 

“Hey” you wink and he shakes his head, starting the car and pulling out of the driveway 

“Hey” he mumbles back and you giggle, taking one of his hands and holding it in yours 

“You are sooo hot when you’re jealous,” you say softly, tracing the shell of his ear with the tip of your finger and he blushes 

“Oh shut up” He gulps and Eddie laughs from the backseat 

“Weren’t you just choking her out? And now you’re all shy with her up there” 

“Leave me alone or you’re next” He threatens and you squeeze his hand 

“Boy would I love to see that” 

[cheesysoup-arlo]

Cady’s Cousin (pt.2)

(pt. 1)/(pt. 3)/(pt. 4)

A/N: sorry this is mostly like “texting” also the relationship/couples I have in here are (karen and gretchen), (cady and regina), later I’ll add (janis and reader) and maybe (aaron and kevin g) idk maybe lol I won’t be tagging the ships since they’re not the main ship I hope y’all liked this lol

(Sunday 8:30pm)

*Cady created a group chat*

Cads 🦁: hey guys I made this group chat so (Y/N) can get to know you guys, you guys can get to know them, and just for fun 👍

???(1): aw Cady that’s so sweet, this is Aaron by the way lol

(Y/N): can everyone send their name please ��

???(2): karen 💕

???(3): Beyoncé

???(4): that’s Damian ^, this is janis 👾

Damian🌟: janis you’re no fun this is homophobia

Janis👾: yeah I hate the gays 🙄

karen💕: ??? u hat me 😞

Janis👾: no not you karen just Damian

karen💕: o okie 😽

???(5): the hottest bitch you’ll meet

(Y/N): hi Regina

Cads🦁: Y/N!!!

(Y/N): cads chill I know she’s off limits

Regina👛: aw baby you’re so cute when you’re jealous

Janis👾: barf 🤮

(Y/N): 😭😭😭

(Y/N): wait where’s Gretchen?

karen💕: sleping 😴

Damian🌟: Important question! Y/n are you one of them queers?

(Y/N): I would be offended if you thought I wasn’t

*damian has named group chat “fruit loops”*

Janis👾: I-

(Y/N): oh that’s-

Damian🌟: OK STOP BEING HOMOPHOBIC TO THE GAY BLACK MAN IM A MINORITY HERE

Regina👛: how’s everyone feeling about school tomorrow? I’m kind of excited mostly because the school cheese fries just hit different yk?

Cads🦁: I’m excited too but for classes I picked an extra math class this year

(Y/N): ha nerd 🤓

(Y/N): I’m nervous lol but at least I have you guys

Janis👾: I’m not excited I hate school it keeps me from doing more important things

(Y/N): like what?

Janis👾: sleeping

Damian🌟: I’m excited I decided that I’m gonna take the new senior only theater class which is a little out of my comfort zone but I’ll manage

Aaron🧍‍♂️: I was supposed to be graduated last year so I’m not excited at all

(Y/N): YOU GOT HELD BACK?!?! WHAT?!?!

Aaron🧍‍♂️: yeah I failed English and history so I couldn’t graduate

Cads🦁: it’s ok Aaron now you get to be with us for another year 😊

(Sunday 11:50pm) fruit loops

(Y/N): guys I can’t sleep

Janis👾: same I’ve been lying very still and it’s not working

Damian🌟: janis did you take the melatonin I gave you?

Janis👾: yeah but it’s not working 😔

Damian🌟: welp that’s a you problem then

(Monday 2:30am) fruit loops

(Y/N): do you think I can fit 40 mini marshmallows in my mouth?

Janis👾: oh absolutely

(Y/N): omg ur still awake too?

Janis👾: yeah lol

(Y/N): I just put 35 mini marshmallows in my mouth idk if I can fit more

Janis👾: if you fit all 40 I’ll give you 5 bucks

(Y/N): challenge accepted

(Monday 2:37am) fruit loops

(Y/N): I fit all 40 and almost choked lmao

Janis👾: lmao nice your $5 will be given at school

(Y/N): yippieeee

(Y/N): dude I literally can’t sleep

Janis👾: wanna call? That’s what me and Damian used to do before he got a good sleep schedule lmao

(Y/N): um sure me and my friend back home used to do that too

*incoming call from Janis👾*

“Hi” you whispered suddenly feeling a little more tired with her company even if it was only over the phone “hey” janis said with a small yawn “nice shirt” you say seeing her Lego movie shirt “oh um thanks” she says with a laugh “so what’s up?” “Let’s take turns asking each other questions until we fall asleep” you say with a little yawn “hmm ok favorite color?” She asks you “ooo definitely (your favorite color), how about you?” “Hmm either green or purple” “ooo good choice, hmm hobbies?” “I sing and write a little but I guess art even though I don’t consider it a hobby it’s more of a lifestyle” “art? Can I see some?” “Yeah sure I’ll show you some stuff tomorrow” you both yawn “shit it’s 3 am” janis sighs “fuck” you chuckle sleepy “um I’m getting tired” janis says with a tired laugh “me too” you say starting to close your eyes “good night (y/n)” “good night Janis” you say with a yawn falling asleep as she hangs up

Monday 5:30am

“Pst…(y/n)? You gotta wake up” your cousin said lightly shaking you “ugh five more minutes” you mumbled “no come on up you gotta get ready” she insisted, you got up against your body begging to go back to sleep “good morning sleepy head” Cady said with an enthusiastic smile “cads what time is it?” “5:33” “doesn’t school start at like 8:30?” “No it starts at 8 and I wanted to make sure you had enough time to get ready and have breakfast, breakfast is very important” “uh huh…mm thanks cads” you say with a yawn deciding to get up and look through your clothes “meet me in my room when you’re done getting dressed, ok?” Cady said “um ok?” You said grabbing your favorite jeans and shirt then going to look for your jacket as your cousin left

(Monday 5:40 am) fruit loops

Gretchen🌷: good morning everyone soooo so sorry for not texting yesterday I went to bed early

Regina👛: it’s ok Gretch don’t worry about it

Regina👛: also damn I think Janis and (y/n) our new insomniac duo

(Y/N): unfortunately yes I’m so fucking tired also good morning Gretchen

Aaron🧍‍♂️: why are you guys up so early it’s not even six yet? I literally woke up because of all the buzzing

(Y/N): cads woke me up :(

Regina👛: my skincare and makeup routine take like and hour

Gretchen🌷: I like mornings ☀️

You finished getting ready and headed over to Cady’s room like she asked you to. “What’s up cads?” “Eee (y/n) ok so first of all how are you feeling about your first day” “a little nervous and tired I only got like 2 and a half hours of sleep” “oh goodness (y/n) why didn’t you sleep sooner?”cady says concerned “Because I wasn’t tired?” You half joked. Cady hands you a paper. “That’s a map of the school the way Janis sees it she gave it to me on my first day I feel like it could be helpful for you” “oh um wow thanks cads” you say giving her a half hug. Your aunt knocks on Cady’s open door “hey girls good morning” “good morning mom” Cady says enthusiastically, you yawn “morning” you say with a small smile “I’ve got to head to work but I’m assuming you girls have a ride?” “Yeah Aaron’s gonna pick us up I think?” Cady answers “alright I love you two, be on your best behavior and call me or text me if you need me” your aunt says as she leaves “bye” you and Cady say at the same time. You head to the kitchen and pour yourself a bowl of cereal

(Monday 6:40am) fruit loops

Regina👛: my mom is doing a coffee run what does everyone want?

Damian🌟: iced coffee, oat milk, vanilla

Gretchen🌷: just the usual for me and Karen

Janis👾: iced coffee, oat milk, lavender

(Y/N): um (your coffee order) please

Cads🦁: can you just get me a tea?

Regina👛: yeah of course I’ll get your favorite

Aaron🧍‍♂️: regular coffee, cream and sugar please

Regina👛: ok also who’s picking up who today? I can get Karen and Gretchen as usual

Aaron🧍‍♂️: my mom said I don’t have car privileges this week so I can’t give anyone a ride

Damian🌟: I can get janis for sure but if anyone else needs a ride I can get them too

Cads🦁: can you give (Y/N) and I a ride please we’re ready whenever you are 👍

Damian🌟: yeah I’ll be over in 10 then we’ll go get Janis because I know she’s not ready yet

Janis👾: I would be offended but it’s true

Regina👛: alright meet at our usual spot?

Aaron🧍‍♂️: 👍

Damian🌟: sounds good see y’all soon

[grailfinders]

Grailfinders #337: Hai Bà Trưng

happy easter y’all, I hope you’re all enjoying your chocolate, eggs, chocolate eggs, and eggs in the shape of chocolate. we’re back at it again with a crisis, both a water monster crisis, and the fact that I can’t really spell the Trưng Sisters’ names right on this keyboard, so from this point on expect me to use the wrong kind of u.

spelling aside, the Trung sisters are a combo of Glory Paladin for their winning attitude and glowy weaponry, as well as an Echo Knight Fighter because… duh. there’s two of ‘em.

check out their build breakdown below the cut, or their characters sheet over here!

next up: “so what’s it like being split into a thousand consciousnesses?” “eh, it has its pros and Cons”

Ancestry & Background

the Trung sisters are probably human, unless you believe in that ascending to the heavens bit, but either way they’re close enough for it to work here. that means they get +1 Strength and +1 Charisma, as well as proficiency with Animal Handling for their elephants and the Ritual Caster feat to actually get those things. with this feat you get two first level wizard spells like Find Familiar and Comprehend Languages that you can ritual cast as many times as you like- the former one of your lil elephant friends, and the latter is the grail translating for you. you can even add new spells to your ritual book if you find them lying around in scrolls or other spell books, so keep an eye out!

also the Trung sisters are Nobles, so they get proficiency in History and Persuasion. if you took a shot every time we released one of these builds with a noble background the only thing that would save your liver is our update schedule. and again, we know noble is a big step down from king, but we do what we can.

Ability Scores

going off the standard array, Charisma should be your highest stat to start out with. it’s literally one of your abilities, and it makes all your paladin stuff extra juicy. second highest is your Strength, since you kill things with spears and swords. R.I.P., Infinitiger. your third highest stat has to be Intelligence since that’s how we qualify for ritual caster, and you definitely know your way around a battlefield. this means our Constitution is lower than I’d like again, but it’s okay for now. the real problem is your low Dexterity making your outfit choices a little difficult to work with, but at least that’s better than your Wisdom. half of you is too busy being a siscon to pay attention when they’re on watch, and you died because your underlings betrayed you. rough.

Class Levels

1. Paladin 1: starting as a paladin gives you proficiency in Wisdom and Charisma saves, as well as Athletics and Insight. despite dumping their wisdom, the Trungs are good leaders and judges of character. paladins also start out with a Divine Sense, letting you pick out extraplanar creatures nearby. you learn their location and what they are, but not who they are. I don’t think the kons are extraplanar, but if they were that would make them so much easier to round up. also if they get chomped on by a fishman you can patch them up with Lay on Hands- you get five HP per day per paladin level, and you can touch someone as an action to either heal them or use five HP to cure a disease of theirs. real useful when you live on a deserted island with no casters.

2. Paladin 2: second level paladins get a Fighting Style, and while Defense would be the smarter choice for +1 AC your spear and sword are both one-handed weapons, so I’m getting the Dueling fighting style instead. that gives you +2 to the damage done with a one-handed weapon every time you hit with it! extra armor might protect you from some damage, but killing will protect you from all future damage!

you also learn Spells which you cast and prepare using your Charisma, but the only spell I really want at this point you’ll get permanently next level so I’ll cover it then. for now, you can also use your spell slots for some Divine Smites- burn a spell slot, deal extra radiant damage when you hit something, deal extra extra damage when you hit a demon or zombie.

3. Paladin 3: third level paladins have Divine Health, so now you can never get sick. anime characters don’t get sick unless they do, and if they do it’s plot related anyway so your DM probably won’t let you off the hook even if you have this.

more importantly, you are now fighting for the Glory of your people, so you get some oath spells! they’re always prepared and they don’t count against your prep limits- Guiding Bolt hits a guy and gives the next person to attack them advantage, and Heroism is the spell I was talking about in level two. with this spell, you can give a creature immunity to being frightened plus some bonus temporary HP every turn for up to a minute!

you also get two Channel Divinity options, and you can use one of those each short rest. you can either become a Peerless Athlete for ten minutes to make up for how spread out your stats are, or you can use an Inspiring Smite to give temporary HP to nearby creatures after you make a divine smite. both of these options use your bonus action, so you can squeeze them into your turns pretty easily right now.

4. Paladin 4: now that you can cast spells you can become an Eldritch Adept using your very first Ability Score Improvement- technically I should save you getting your Armor of Shadows for later to coincide with your third ascension but I’m not going to leave you at 10 AC for the whole dang build. now you can cast Mage Armor on yourself for free, adding 3 to your AC total while unarmored.

5. Paladin 5: fifth level paladins get an Extra Attack each action, so now you can hit twice a turn! I mean. there’s two of you, that tracks. you also get 2nd level spells, including your freebies Enhance Ability, again to overcome stat spread, and Magic Weapon, to make your weapons all glowy for your NP.  they also get +1 all attack rolls and damage rolls.

you can also Find Steed now to give your elephant the boost it needs to be ridable! sure it’s still not elephant sized yet, but you can get it up to a warhorse, that’s pretty neat! also you can use Gentle Repose to keep those water monsters from doing their con-eating trick. they might not be undead, but it keeps them from getting up again so it’s close enough.

6. Fighter 1: we’ve got plenty of Trung now, so let’s work on the sister part. bouncing over to fightergives you a Fighting Style, which means we can take Defense after all! or Dueling if you were smart and took the AC first. speaking of AC, you also get a Second Wind once a short rest, letting you heal up as a bonus action!

7. Fighter 2: second level fighters get an Action Surge, so now you can make a second action with a second attack for a total of four in a single turn!

8. Fighter 3: third level fighters can become Echo Knights, letting them Manifest Echo as a bonus action. this creates a copy of you with better AC and 1 HP that you can move around the battlefield as you wish, as long as it stays within 30’ of you. you can attack from its position as well as your own, and you can even swap places with your sister as a bonus action too!

you can also Unleash Incarnation up to Constitution Modifier times a day, adding an extra echo attack to your attack action! right now that’s only once, but it’ll get better as we go.

thanks to the echo knight’s funky splitting, we can use buffing spells like Magic Weapon and it will improve both sisters’ weapons at the same time!

9. Fighter 4: fourth level fighters get another ASI, so grab the Slasher feat to round up your Strength score as well as protect the precious cons! once a turn you can slow down a creature you hit with slashing damage, and your critical hits force disadvantage on the attack rolls of whatever you sliced through! if you’re going to bring marshmallows to the front lines, it’s best to make sure they don’t die.

10. Fighter 5: fifth level fighters get… nothing! extra attacks don’t stack like that.

11. Fighter 6: as a consolation prize, sixth level fighters get a bonus ASI, so bump up that constitution for 11 points of health (remember that +1 each level is retroactive) and for more unleashed incarnations! now you can attack up to six times in a single turn! that would use up literally every spell slot you have right now, but you can!

12. Paladin 6: sixth level paladins have an Aura of Protection, so everyone around you gets a +3 bonus to all their saves! now your cons won’t get blown up by a fireball… as much. I’m sure a successful save would still get the cons knocked out though.

13. Paladin 7: seventh level glory paladins get an Aura of Alacrity, so everyone around you gets a movement speed boost. again, it’s keeping the cons out of harm’s way!

14. Paladin 8: at eighth level you get another ASI, so bump up your Strength for stronger attacks!

15. Paladin 9: ninth level paladins get third level spells, and you get Haste and Protection from Energy for free! I’m sure you could argue a D&D build would have to be perma-hasted to even stand a chance at keeping up with a servant, but really the only third level spell I want here is Elemental Weapon. in contrast to magical weapon, you still get a +1 bonus to attacking, but the bonus damage is a little stronger, and you can make that damage an elemental type like acid or fire. I’d use cold damage here for their demon slayer-esque water sword attacks. or you could use something like Crusader’s Mantle to give everyone around you mini-smites for up to a minute.

16. Paladin 10: at tenth level your natural leadership abilities give you an Aura of Courage, so nearby creatures can’t be frightened while you’re around. it’s a shame it only has a range of ten feet, that would’ve really come in handy while you were alive.

17. Paladin 11: I hope you like radiant damage, because an eleventh level paladin has an Improved Divine Smite, adding a d8 of the stuff to every melee attack you make. that basically doubles your damage output most of the time- there’s a lot of doubling going on in this build, almost like you’re two people or something.

18. Paladin 12: twelfth level paladins get one last ASI, so bump up that Constitution again to not die! not dying’s my favorite hobby, and I bet its yours too, we have so much in common.

19. Paladin 13: our last level of paladin gets you Compulsion and Freedom of Movement and a bunch of other spells but who cares because it also gets you Find Greater Steed, letting us finally have an elephant-sized elephant. well, actually a rhino-sized elephant but it’s waaay closer than a horse.

20. Fighter 7: our true final level is going back to fighter to become an Echo Avatar. now you can transfer your mind to your sister and basically play as her, with the max range of the echo increasing to 1,000 feet while you do so. this also doesn’t prevent you from switching places with her, so you can trivialize a lot of traps by just sending the more expendable sister ahead of you.

obviously I don’t think this level’s in character, but it’s at least slightly moreso than the next paladin level where you can break curses by touching people, so here it is.

Pros & Cons

Pros:

while I didn’t go over it much in the build itself, Paladin has some nice spells, and unless you’re super dedicated to playing in-character I highly recommend you look at the full spell list before committing to just using spell slots for smiting and elephants. also, ritual caster doesn’t look like much on the surface but if you play your cards right it gives you access to a ridiculous amount of Utility, giving you plenty to do outside of combat. with ritual caster you have access to spells no paladin would ever be able to cast like drawmij’s instant summons, and you can become the party’s communication hub with spells like Contact Other Plane or Skywrite.

you can attack way more in a single turn than a paladin really should be able to, which means you take the paladin’s burst damage potential and crank it all the way up to eleven! with action surge and unleash incarnation, you triple the number of attacks a paladin should ever be able to get, making you a burst damage machine. assuming a regular longsword with elemental weapon on it, you deal 6d8+36 slashing + 25d8 radiant + 6d4 cold, for an average of just under 200 damage in a single round.

 I know this last one isn’t much, but. riding an elephant is so cool y’all, it gets its own section.

Cons:

pretty much all the damage you do is either radiant or physical, so the second you come across something that can handle those two your damage output is completely neutered. I really hope there aren’t any celestial monsters on the islands…

I know paladin spell slots are really, really good for smiting, but as written we aren’t using them for anything else. okay yeah there’s summoning elephants, but that’s still a very small part of what paladins can do- they’ve got plenty of healing spells and defensive buffs they can offer, and while that might not be in-character, it’s a smart tactical decision.

your AC is bad. but you can just wear heavy armor if you feel like it. yeah two of these are just “if you deliberately kneecap yourself, you play worse,” and I’m sorry, but paladin’s a good class, fighter’s a good class, they’re just two great tastes that taste great together. their biggest real weakness is a lack of area of effect spells, but that’s not super punchy, and even then you can slice through six guys like it’s nothing with the only area you’re really affecting being your sword!

[phantomphangphucker]

Phic Phight - Dal′ton-izm

@tourettesdog

Danny should not be trusted with self care and clean up duty, especially if he couldn’t tell the goddamn difference between ectoplasm and blood.

Danny growls down into his arm, struggling a little to keep all the skin more or less together. Damn, he hated getting nastier injuries, it was always a freaking pain... literally and metaphorically. He’s busy using the other arm to fire off ecto-blasts and make shields to block the return fire. Stupid Skulker and his stupid homing missiles. Stupid ghosts destroying any sense of a normal fucking sleeping schedule. Ugh. 

“I will wear you down eventually! And when I do! Then you’re mine!”. 

Could he at least get some new lines? Danny snapping back, “tha oni ‘ay ya be owl ta cah eee ‘ine’ is ‘hen Ine ackin’ as a ‘and ‘ine fah ya!”. That wasn’t his best line and it was probably impossible to understand him, but his arm is in his mouth, so he’s kinda focused on things other than puns right now. 

Skulker sends off another rocket at him, unsurprising. What is at least slightly surprising is that right when Danny puts up another shield Skulker gets shot by what’s borderline a freaking taser. Danny glancing down at a smirking Tuck peeking out around a corner and congratulating himself. Danny making quick work of capturing the ghost after that and landing on the ground with his arm still in his mouth. Sam popping out in a second and pointing at the ground aggressively. 

“You better sit down or so help me”. 

Man they were both always so aggressive about making sure he got patched up as quickly and cleanly as possible. It was both touching and annoying, sometimes he still had ghosts to chase! Or he just wanted to go to bed instead of dealing with being bandaged up or stitched or wiped down. Granted the stitching was usually a little more necessary, like it definitely was right now. 

So he floats himself down to the ground, back against a wall and opening his mouth to let Sam inspect it and get to work doing patch up. 

“Zone Danny, way to really fuck up your arm”.

Danny pouting, “hey blame Skulker, not me. I actually tried to protect myself pretty well I think, it’s not my fault he managed to spear a goddamn grappling hook through my arm”. The guy nearly took his arm off entirely with that shit, dumb jerk. Though that was probably part of the point since the dude wanted trophies and shit, he could absolutely see Skulker freaking mounting his arm on a wall or something. 

Sam sighs, wiping his arm down overly thoroughly, “I know I know, it’s just a pain to clean up this level of damage and I’m allowed to worry about your dumbass; also, nice fang marks”. 

“Worrying about my ass is fair, sitting on this hard ground is gonna make it go numb”. She smacks him over the head for that one before getting to work on the stitching. 

Tuck’s off spraying some of the ecto mess on a wall, that dissolve crap Danny’s folks made works like a freaking charm, like well enough that he’d be legit worried they’re could get away with murder. All three going still for a second at the sound of a hover board, Danny turning him and Sam invisible while Tuck goes and crawls himself under a dumpster. Val/Red doesn’t do more than fly by at least, good. Danny grumbling quietly, “you know, if we didn’t stick around alleyways for cleaned up time, we wouldn’t have to worry about that so much”. 

Tuck crawling himself out, whisper hissing, “dude, we can’t leave your mess everywhere. The other ghosts are one thing, you’re different”. Sam only huffing and working a little more quickly on her stitch work, it looked like she was nearly done at least and fuck is he glad his pain tolerance could solidly kick ass these days. 

Danny whisper hissing back, “I don’t see how? Even if my parents, so called ghost experts, stumbled upon this, how would they even tell my stuff from any persons or ghosts stuff? My folks aren’t nearly thorough enough to take literally millions of samples”. 

Sam pausing a little, “don’t be stupid”.

“I’m not being stupid. Like yes I’m sure stumbling across massive messes and stuff would be very upsetting for the towns folk but people have gotten used to weirder. I mean, I’ve overshadowed Jason, like, eight times now and the guy isn’t even surprised anymore”. 

Tuck, scrubbing the edge of a newspaper stand, chuckles, “okay yeah that guy has terrible luck with you, didn’t you also accidentally set his water heater on fire?”, shaking his head and looking underneath the newspaper stand, “and it’s less about people freaking out and more about them wondering why there’s freaking human blood mixed in with the ecto”. 

Okay now Danny just goddamn confused. Glancing around at what little remained of the mess as well as looking his -slightly messy again- arm over without moving it, “the heck you talking about? Everything’s glowing, why would anyone think any of this was human”. 

“Okay sure, yeah, your human blood glows too but it’s clearly human blood, man”.

“No? It’s not?”. Literally the only difference between ghost ectoplasm and human blood was wether or not it glowed. If his human blood glowed then how would literally anyone know its wasn’t ectoplasm unless they went around sampling literally every drop they could find. Even then if some traces of human blood showed up in an ecto sample it could just be written off as freaking transfer or whatever. 

Sam looks up at him like he’s stupid, while grabbing out the wrapping, her pausing at Danny pretty clearly looking goddamn legit confused. “Danny... are you seriously saying you can’t see a difference between your ‘mess’ and everything else?”; she sounds actually worried about him. 

Well that was concerning, is he not seeing something they are? Because of the half dead thing? Sure, obviously goddamn dying changed his body, like duh, but he’d like to think he didn’t really lose anything a fully living human had. Or maybe it was because of the life long ecto-contamination? Danny shaking his head results in Tuck rubbing towels in some of the mess in different spots and holding it up at him with a head tilt. 

Okay Danny’s going to guess that the towels, or the mess that’s on them anyways, look different to the guy. Still don’t to Danny... “if you’re trying to ask me if I think those towels look different from each other or something, they don’t”, tilting his own head, “how the heck do they look different to you?”.

Tuck drops his arms and the towels right on the ground, fully gapping at him, “dude”.

“Okay now you’re starting to worry me. They’ve both got a glowing mess on them so obviously ecto, the glow is literally the only difference between ecto and blood”.

Sam buries her head in her hands and actually starts laughing, “oh- oh my zone- no, Danny. Oh- ha!”. 

“Sam stop laughing, damn it, you’re gonna make me laugh and this should be serious”, Tuck snickers a little anyways before clearing his throat, “Danny, man, Zone, how can you not tell they’re two completely different colours”. 

Danny blinking owlishly, “what”. Tuck just losing it at that, sitting on his ankles and laughing into his hands. Wait a minute, Danny blurting out, “are you saying I’m fucking colourblind and just didn’t goddamn notice?!!?”. How???

Tuck wheezes a little more while Sam struggles to contain herself and actually clamp Danny’s wrapping in place. Tuck walking over while fiddling on his pda, shoving it in his face, “okay okay, we, ha, should definitely make sure this isn’t a half-dead thing”, wiggling the pda. “So what numbers in the circle?”.

Danny blinks at the screen. Oh damn it, screw him. There’s no damn number at all, he is so totally colour blind. Groaning and rubbing the hand that isn’t attached to an injured arm down his face, “ugh”.

“Well?”.

Danny sighing, “it’s just a circle, dude. Fuck my half life”. Rubbing his face some more as both of them snicker at him mockingly but also clearly in pure goddamn surprise. Well, at least it wasn’t a dead thing. Yay? Dropping his hand and then using it to gesture at the somewhat still there mess, “so all of this doesn’t look all the same?”.

Tuck laughs, shaking his head and then snorting, “no, man. It’s mostly ectoplasm, which is green by the way. But there’s also splatters and swirls of your human blood, which is red”, he chuckles again, “those two colours are about as different as yellow and black”.

Danny winces, okay so it was noticeable. Shit. Sam patting his shoulder, “you’re patched and at least now I know why you suck at cleaning and were always so lax about it. You would be so screwed without us”.

Okay that Danny can’t help laughing at himself, “oh yeah! my blood and ecto mix would have gotten found out in a month!”.

“Try three days, you combative little shit”.

Danny absolutely sticks his tongue out at Sam for that, but watching his two friends get up and start cleaning the area again; occasionally shaking their heads in disbelief or snickering some more. At least they usually didn’t try and make him help since he was usually supposed to be spending his time healing aka not moving around a ton. Tuck actually left him his precious pda so Danny fiddles with it looking up random colourblindness tests.

…

He doesn’t seem to have any other issues but he fails every red/green one horrifically. Even the ‘super easy’ ones. The universe must really goddamn hate him to make him extremely colourblind but literally only to basically his own blood/ecto. Stupid body, stupid eyes. Wait, him blurting out, “holy shit does this mean that Vlad doesn’t have the same eye colour as me?!?”.

Both of them burst out laughing and fall over each other, smacking each other and random things. Tuck wheezing, “NO!”. Sam snickering, “oh that is too good! I mean it’s sad but ho!”.

Danny sticking his arms out to the side, pda cradled in his lap, “but that means we have literally nothing in common physically? Who would want a son that looks zero percent like them?!?!?”. Their laughter only gets louder and eventually he’s laughing again too.

“What is going on here?”.

All three still, still goddamn laughing though because shit you can’t just stop that shit on a dime. Danny snorts, coming up with something on the fly before Red -fuck is her outfit even actually red????- decides to start shooting him, “I, ha, am apparently fucking colour blind and, ha, these two citizens decided to absolutely lay into me for not realsing there was human blood here”.

“I just flew through here! I thought someone got hurt and was looking for them! You jerk!”, she actually sits down on her board, “so this is how I find out that the only other remotely decent sorta coworker in this town can’t tell if something blood or ectoplasm. Zone that’s stupid and I hate it”.

Danny snorting while Sam and Tuck continue making half assed laughter-fuelled attempts to clean. “What? You gonna give me a way to beep you in case I ever stumble upon a mess again?”, and chuckles to himself.

She groans loudly, “i hate that that’s a good idea”. Which makes Danny bark a loud laugh, “oh man is being fucking colour blind what gets Red to stop ridding my ass! Ha!”, clearing his throat and tilting his head at her in a way he hopes looks puppy-like, “is your suit even red? I will whole ass admit to thinking you picked your colour because the ecto blended into it”.

He can tell she’s staring at him, “I’m going to kill you a second time, Phantom”.

“Been there, tried that. Do something more original”.

Red goes from glaring bloody murder at Danny to looking at the teens who’ve basically cleaned everything, meaning that Val won’t realise the RED human blood had been glowing. “Will you two care if I end the town menace?”.

Sam glares but is still too amused for there to be any real bite to it, “this is the funniest shit I’ve ran into all week don’t you dare sully that”. Tuck just giving an agreeing thumbs up while snickering and wiping off a storm drain.

Red sighing, “that’s fair”, pointing aggressively at Danny, “it is red and ectoplasm does not blend in, zone I hate you”, gesturing at random bits of wall and ground, “now is there an injured person or not?”.

All three shaking their heads immediately, Tuck giving the crappy excuse of, “bad nose bleed plus sudden ghosts plus face-planting into a wall. I’m fine”.

Red scowl could be heard in her voice, “good, now I’m going to bed”, her moving to fly off with a grumbled, “my suit was supposed to remind him and the town of my human blood, stupid ghost jerk”.

Okay fine that is hilarious, eventually Tuck comes over and gives him a high five, “congrats on not getting shot”. Sam shakes her head, “I’m more impressed she’s chilled out even remotely”, pointing at both boys, “but you know that excuse will never work again, right?”.

Danny blinking and smirking, “so what you’re saying is I should start being super cautious and just constantly send photos of murky liquid for a colour check?”.

“As much as I have no problem with you filling my phone with gore, I don’t want the cops to one day question me about that”.

Tuck elbows her, “eh I can set up a fully secure time deletion. Start lowkey stealing all snapchats users after I release it on the masses”.

Danny stretching and swatting Tuck one, “that sounds like you’re attempting to take over the world big brother eye in the sky style”.

“I totally could”.

Sam rolling her eyes, “I don’t even disagree”, her glancing around before nodding to herself, “looks like we’ve dealt with everything. How’s the arm?”.

Danny gives the limb a shake before grinning, “healed as fast as ever. And no seepage on the bandages so no, you don’t need to redo it”.

She puts her hands on her hips, “i don’t think you should ever be the judge of that. But fine, I guess it looks fine. Meaning we should get outta here before someone changes their mind”.

“Yeah yeah yeah”, rubbing his neck, glancing around, and changing back human. Eyeing his arm for changes and shrugging when he doesn’t see any olive murky liquid, “is my blood always a weird mix of colours?”.

Tuck patting his shoulder as they all begin to move out of the alley, “yeah, hence why we always try to hide you or cover it all the time. Did you just think we were being weirdos?”.

Danny rubbing his neck and glancing around, “I mean, yeah? More overprotective than weird”. They both shake their heads and chuckle at him and his generally stupidity.

In the future Danny did absolutely become just as cautious of others seeing his blood as his friends were, much to their relief and amusement.

End.

Prompt: Danny is red-green colorblind. This never caused him much trouble before the accident, but now, well... It would have been nice to know beforehand that his blood was the wrong color.

[pantoneyoongi]

the sun & the stars | epilogue | kth

title ; the sun & the stars pairing ; taehyung x you

word count ; 3.3k

masterlist | part one | part two | part three | part four | part five | epilogue 

description ; 

taehyung’s known you almost his whole life - his sister’s best friend, the girl who invades his home and his life on the daily. you’re the one who gave his sister the nickname ‘sky’ to begin with - and also the one who relented when he whined about it at age five and said okay, you can be the stars, then.  it’s funny, because to him, you’re just the petty, mischievous neighbor from across the street with a penchant for stealing his snacks. but over the years, you’ve somehow landed yourself a reputation that stretches beyond the 1.5 year age gap he has with you - for someone who generally likes to keep things low key, you sure have a way of drawing attention.  sky’s friendly, teasing best friend is known for being cold, impassive, and immovable. which is weird, because when he’s around you, all he sees are unabashed grins and terrible jokes. until he realizes maybe he doesn’t know you like he thought he did. maybe they’re right - it just so happens that the walls you throw up around him look a little different from the walls you throw up around everyone else. 

tracklist ; willow - taylor swift, give me your forever - zack tabudlo ft. billkin, limbo - keshi

notes ; 

it’s all fun and games until taehyung starts flirting anyway we are at the end for this one !! thank u for reading, i hope u enjoyed 😊 i think i’ll be trying to do the prequel next - pls look forward to that one too !! ❤️

tags ; college!au, best friend’s little brother!au, childhood friends to lovers, fluff (finally!!), just taehyung being a sweetheart the literal entire time 

spring semester starts cold, mid-january, which is your excuse for still holding onto taehyung’s scarf. he doesn’t seem to mind - exact words, “it’s yours now,” - but for the sake of your sanity, you continue to make up reasons for why it’s still in your possession. 

for now, it’s tucked around your neck, bundled up against your chin and keeping you warm. taehyung walks beside you, like he does every day lately, having gotten ahold of your work schedule after some degree of coercing (read: taehyung asked nicely for it and when you hesitated, he - whether consciously or not, you’re not sure - gave you a look equivalent to that of a kicked puppy, and you caved within the next half-second). 

you feel hyper-aware of his presence. it’s not entirely out of the ordinary for taehyung to walk you home - he showed up randomly plenty of times before just to do so - but now that he has your schedule, he waits outside whatever workplace you’re at for the day, every chance he gets. 

you should be used to taehyung being beside you all the time. from begging to hang out with you when he was little, to simply materializing next to you now that you’re older, taehyung is always near you. but this feels far more intentional, and now you can’t not think about how close he is, the back of his hand brushing against yours as you walk back to your apartment. 

it’s just not good for your heart. it’s racing much too fast considering the steady, slow pace you’re walking. you chance a glance at taehyung, but a seconds-long glance turns into minutes turns into you staring at him, studying all the features he’s grown into over the years. 

taehyung really has gotten handsome, lately. 

you know. objectively speaking. 

strong eyebrows, kind eyes, a pretty curve to his lips. between the broad shoulders and the dark hair that falls over his forehead, taehyung looks straight out of a manga. it doesn’t help that he has a teasing smile on his - wait. 

shit. he caught you. 

you jerk your head away, but it’s too late. he smirks, leaning down slightly. “heard pictures last longer.” 

you deadpan. “shut up.” he knows he’s pretty. 

he invades your personal space, gets closer. you’d think someone who knows you and your cranky personality would know better than this, but that’s what happens when he also just knows you. you’ll never harm a hair on his head. 

“why are you staring, sun?” you can hear the amusement in his voice. this is the taehyung that you know you’re entirely out of your depth with. you might’ve grown up with him, but even with all the time spent together, you know there’s parts of taehyung you don’t have an influence on. the parts that make your heart pound, the taehyung that you’re secretly thrilled by. he’s confident, maybe even a little cocky, and you’re certain this version of taehyung knows. he knows that if he pushes past the sarcasm and the facades and everything else you’ve layered on just to hide, that he has every bit as much an effect on you as you do on him. 

he just lets you get away with it, most of the time. 

“who’s staring?” you mutter defensively. “nobody’s staring. there’s nothing to stare at.” 

he sidles in closer, but he never touches you. just gets close enough for you to feel all of his warmth. he’s teasing you, reminding you that he’s the only one who’s allowed to get this close - closer than people who are ‘just friends’ would normally be allowed. 

in a poorly calculated decision, you make the mistake of whipping your head to face him, only to feel your breath cut short when you find his face barely a centimeter away from yours.

even taehyung seems to realize he maybe misjudged how much he can handle, too. ‘cause you’re definitely close enough to feel his breath, but he doesn’t seem to be breathing, either. 

his eyes dip down. you press your lips together, inwards, shy at the way he looks at you. but the movement only draws his attention more, eyes focused on your lips. 

“come over tomorrow,” you blurt, stumbling back a half-step. taehyung snaps out of it, straightening back to full height immediately. 

“t-tomorrow?” 

“tomorrow,” you say, resolutely, glad that you’re the one with the steady voice. “we can… eat together.” 

taehyung’s eyes fall to your lips again, but quickly snap back up to your eyes. he smiles, and you feel yourself relax at the boyish look. “sure,” he agrees. “i’ll come over.”

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what you forget to consider every single time you invite taehyung over is that you generally invite only him. 

as in, you and him are generally always alone, because your roommates, unlike you, are much more fond of their social lives and are usually out and about. 

this doesn’t normally pose a problem, except taehyung has been more daring recently, eyes sparking with mischief and affection, a lethal combination for you. it makes you nervous - excited - but now you’re left fidgeting as you wait for him to arrive, wondering which version of taehyung you’ll get today, while you’re alone in your apartment, with no other plans for the evening, and your roommates more likely than not to stay out for the night. 

to your surprise, taehyung shows up with bags of groceries, beaming at you. confused, you let him in, and he drops them all over your counter. “i’ll cook today,” he announces, and you let out a short, hesitant laugh. 

you do adore taehyung. in many ways. maybe the most well-known affiliation you have is with his sister, but the people closest to you know that your fondness for taehyung is unmatched, with or without your budding feelings for him that you’ve been trying (and failing) to keep in tight control of. 

but regardless of how you feel, you know taehyung. and he is undoubtedly the definition of a younger sibling. you’re not even sure taehyung knows how to turn the stove on. 

“do you even know how to cook?” 

he looks mildly offended. you raise an eyebrow. 

the shy, sheepish smile that forms slowly on his face gives you all the answers you need. “no,” he scratches the back of his neck. “but i’ll figure it out.” 

“my god, taehyung,” you mutter, rubbing your forehead. still, you make zero effort to stop him as he shuffles about your kitchen, organizing groceries and locating pots and pans. “please don’t burn down a university-owned apartment building.” 

he points a spatula at you. “no one else has burned it down yet. i probably won’t be the first.” 

you should probably tell him that ‘probably’ is not a very convincing argument. 

but he looks so earnest, and you don’t have the strength to keep him from at least trying. he’s at least researched a recipe beforehand, and taehyung is admittedly pretty adept at following instructions. 

he scutters about the kitchen, recipe pulled up on his phone screen. when you peer at it he locks the screen, turning his nose up at you. you narrow your eyes at him. he tilts his chin in the direction of the seating at your kitchen counter. you study him for a minute longer, trying to gauge the probability of taehyung committing accidental arson. but he doesn’t relent, and you cave, settling into the chair to watch him closely. 

satisfied that you’re seated, taehyung carefully sets about chopping scallions and whisking eggs. there’s rice cooking in a pot, and he looks deeply concentrated, eyebrows knit together. you smile fondly, watching him. “you sure you don’t want me to help?” 

he responds only with an insistent shake of his head, so you settle for the time he’s granted you to just look at him. taehyung in the kitchen doesn’t exactly entirely put your heart at ease, but taehyung’s presence in your apartment does relax your shoulders, slows your breaths. you don’t have to think about anything else - your future, your finances, your grades - nothing else matters when taehyung is here. he grounds you, washes away worries that have felt so constant that you didn’t even realize how heavy they weighed on you until taehyung nudges them all away with a sweet smile. 

every so often, taehyung breaks his concentration to look at you. he doesn’t ask, but the excuse you have for getting caught staring every time is that you’re just making sure he doesn’t cause injury, either to himself or to the apartment. you both know you just like looking at him, judging by the spark in his eyes, but he says nothing regardless. 

there’s a memory yet to be made unfolding in your mind. it has taehyung wrapped around you in your kitchen, head tucked over your shoulder, a meal halfway done. it has content written all over you, a version of you that’s happier, without any of your demons still lurking in the corners. 

you want to make it a reality. you want to feel his chest pressed against your back, want to lean into his touch and know that as long as taehyung’s around, you’ll be okay. he’ll take care of you. you’ll let him take care of you. 

but you don’t have the confidence to find your way into his arms, not yet. you keep your distance, settling for memorizing the shape of taehyung bustling about, quietly humming as he plates things up, presenting you with a dish that looks altogether too familiar. 

a simple dish. eggs, spam, corn. a sprinkle of scallions on top for color. absolutely not the recipe he looked up, and he looks pretty proud of himself, biting his lip and waiting for your approval. 

“that’s not a recipe off google,” you accuse, though you’re sure there are versions of it online somewhere. but sky and taehyung’s parents make it on lazy days, and in many ways it’s become comfort food for the three of you. 

“it could be,” he shrugs, then grins. “i asked my mom for the recipe last night.” 

he piles rice into a bowl for you, then sits across from you, bright eyes watching as you take a bite. you sigh into it, satisfied. “kim taehyung, you didn’t burn the building down,” you tease, instead of giving him the praise he’s looking for. 

his face does a thing it rarely does since he was eleven, eyebrows pinching in and lower lip jutting out, and you giggle, the sound immediately wiping away the look. you lean towards him. “thanks for cooking,” you say, sincerely. “tastes just like your mom’s.” 

he mumbles something incoherent and ducks his head, but you catch the pleased look on his face, the pink on his cheeks. you make conversation about anything and everything, just to get those eyes back on you. it doesn’t take much effort, honestly. 

the night ends with the two of you on your living room couch, you asleep on his shoulder, your roommate’s tv playing in the background. 

taehyung doesn’t put his arm around you, doesn’t tug you in close, but the feeling still lingers. 

that as long as taehyung’s around, you’ll be okay. 

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you stretch your arms over your head, cracking possibly every joint in your back and shoulders in the process. being hunched over a computer for four hours starting 8am to noon is not ideal for your posture. 

“you should sit up straight when you work,” you hear, and you look around to find taehyung pushing himself off the building’s wall, a paper bag in hand. 

“i should do a lot of things,” you counter, and he gives you a disapproving look but doesn’t press you. he shakes the bag instead. 

“lunch?” 

you bite your lip, eyeing the bag hopefully. you flick your eyes back up to his and nod rapidly. he grins. 

he walks with you to the student center, unpacking the bag while you slide into your seat. he takes off the lids for you, hands you wrapped plastic utensils, doesn’t sit down until everything’s ready for you. 

“where did you learn to do this kinda stuff, huh?” you tease, but he looks genuinely confused, blinking back at you. 

“from you,” he states plainly, like it’s obvious, and you’re taken slightly aback. now you’re the one that’s confused, and he tilts his head. “you always do this for us,” he explains. “well, sky, mostly, but for the rest of us, too.” 

“oh,” you mutter. flustered by his simple explanation, you jerk your gaze away from him and start digging through the food. his lips tug upwards into a smile, watching you pretend to be preoccupied. 

all the years you spent taking care of your friends, you’ve never let anyone reciprocate. but taehyung wants to give it all back tenfold, wants you to feel every ounce of his affections, wants you to feel the same love you give out in boundless amounts to the people around you. he wants to give all of it, just to you. 

he reaches over, brushes your hair over your shoulder. you look up at him, eyes round and large, and it feels like all the love you’ve ever poured into him is overflowing in his chest in this exact moment, decades worth of all the ways you cared for him without uttering a single word. you did it all without hesitation. like second nature. 

taehyung is still learning, still figuring out how to do the same, but there is something he knows. 

he loves you. without hesitation. like second nature. 

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maybe it’s just your soft spot for taehyung, but he has a way of convincing you to come home with him. sometimes, he uses sky as an excuse - come hang out, sun - sometimes he bribes you with food - i have dinner for you at home. come over, sun - and sometimes, he just looks at you hopefully, and you find yourself in the apartment he shares with his sister. 

the first time you fell asleep over at their place was an accident. by the fifth time, you’re not sure it exactly qualifies as an accident anymore. 

most nights you fall asleep on the couch together. it started with just your head on his shoulder, but somehow, you found yourself more and more often waking up with the two of you laying down, taehyung’s arm thrown over your waist and his face buried in your hair. on the days you have early shifts or classes, you wake alone, in time to catch taehyung emerging from the kitchen with a packed breakfast and a gaze so intensely affectionate, you have to look away from him. 

he’s no longer hiding the way he feels about you, and it has your heart running double time in your chest. 

when you wake up this time, you realize you’re not on the couch. sleepily, you peer around and realize you’re in taehyung’s room, in taehyung’s bed, with taehyung still pressed close, one arm slung over your waist, as usual. 

it’s quiet, still early, judging from the dim light filtering through taehyung’s curtains. the last memory you can recall is being on the couch again, so you’re not sure how you wound up here. 

you have absolutely no idea what to do. 

taehyung is still fast asleep, so you try to subtly shift out of his arms. maybe you can go back to the couch and pretend you were never in his bed and then you don’t have to ask nor answer any of the questions that come with it. but taehyung’s arm around you tightens, and he makes a small, discontent noise. you freeze. 

slowly, you turn your head towards his. mussed hair, closed eyes, and pretty, pretty lips. taehyung looks impossibly younger when he’s sleeping, and he’s so warm, the gentle pressure of his arm across your body so comforting. it wouldn’t be so bad, falling back asleep like this. with taehyung next to you. 

that’s the excuse you make. you’d make any number of them, really, just to stay here. but they all drift out of your mind as your eyes flutter back shut, taehyung’s steady breaths lulling you back to sleep. 

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the second time you wake up, it’s to the sound of taehyung cursing under his breath. 

“shit,” he mutters, sounding mildly panicked. “shit, fuck, shit.” 

you stir. taehyung isn’t the type to curse often, so you blink your eyes open, one hand blindly reaching out for him as you try to wake up enough to focus. “tae?” 

he stares back at you in alarm. he’s halfway up by the time your eyes finally land on him, but when he sees how your hand searches for his, he catches your wrist in a gentle hold. “right here,” he murmurs. 

you smile, still half-asleep. “what’s wrong?” 

he stills. “i-” he flounders a bit. “i didn’t - um. i swear i meant to go sleep on the couch last night, i just - i wanted you to take the bed for once, ‘cause the couch isn’t really comfortable, but i guess i fell asleep too - i’m sorry, i shouldn’t have even - i was just really tired-” 

you let him babble for a couple more minutes, amused. admittedly, not all your brain cells are firing right now, still drowsy, but flustered, rambly taehyung is a rare, endearing sight you’d like to indulge in for just a bit. 

when you start to see the pink dust his cheeks, you decide to take pity on him, pressing a hand to his cheek. he quiets immediately, leaning into your touch. “sorry,” he mumbles one last time. 

you breathe out a laugh. “don’t tell anyone,” you try to tease, but you mean it a little too much. “but you’re my favorite, my star.” 

he looks at you. you don’t know what changes in this moment. maybe it’s because it’s so quiet, with the world still waking up; or maybe because you both know sky isn’t home, having gone over to namjoon’s the night before, so the apartment is empty, just the two of you; or maybe because you’re both still sleepy and warm and so, so close, but taehyung shifts, the hand holding your wrist pressing it gently to the spot beside your head, so taehyung can hover just above you. you stare up at him, everything moving in slow motion. his nose brushes against yours, and you tilt your head up, searching for him. waiting for him to meet you in the middle. 

there’s sparks, all over. tingles down your spine, the way taehyung kisses you slowly. the hesitance in the beginning, then the soft press of his lips against yours, like he can’t resist you. drawn to you, the hand holding your wrist moving to tangle with your fingers. the hand you had cupping his cheek slides into his hair at the nape of his neck, tugging him closer. 

it might be cliché, but you don’t care: kissing taehyung feels like coming home. 

when he pulls away for air, he lets out a sort of disbelieving huff of laughter, like he can’t believe you let him kiss you. there’s a happy light in your eyes, your grin spreading from cheek to cheek, and his heart stutters in his chest like he hasn’t seen that smile almost every day of his life. 

he ducks his head next to yours, hair tickling your skin. ever so close, you can hear the smile in his voice when he whispers, “you’re my favorite, too, sun.” 

.

.

.

you’ve never told anyone before, but there’s a reason taehyung is your star. his sister remains the sky, your whole world, but taehyung is your star because you learned long ago that the sun, too, is a star. and if you’re so lucky to be considered the light amidst the sky, then you’ll be shameless enough to wish to always linger amongst the stars, too. because you want to always be next to him. 

beside him. your star. 

masterlist | part one | part two | part three | part four | part five | epilogue 

[le-trash-prince]

i keep seeing people on X say GarfieldBenz arent going to have much screentime since they havent been on set? :\ im kinda worried ngl. do you think it’s true?

I think it’s too early to be analyzing their screentime?

Don’t get me wrong, I wish every day to see them on set, but they’re shooting the restaurant scenes right now, and I don’t anticipate either of them will have very many scenes at the restaurant, since it’s not their workplace. These things are not shot in sequential order.

While I haven’t read the novel and don’t plan on reading it until after the show finishes (and don’t want to know the details of the novel yet), I would assume most of MethasJJ scenes will be at the clinic and Methas’ office, with only a handful of scenes outside of those places. And I don’t think it would make sense to have them be together at the restaurant a lot, if they’re trying to keep Methas hiring Plawan under wraps from Oab?

From a scheduling perspective—it’s a lot easier to film as many scenes as you can in one location while you have access to that venue, so you don’t have to break down and build up the set over and over again, you don’t have to deal with transport of costumes/props/etc. They may not get all the restaurant scenes done in one go, but expect that those scenes will be done in large blocks.

When they reserve a clinic for filming, expect that they will film MethasJJ scenes in a block, unless it’s filmed at an active clinic that they can’t reserve for multiple days in a row.

Also a caveat—I would anticipate that their scenes will be logistically easier to film since there would be fewer actors, so less hair/makeup, less staff means less catering, and they’re not doing something like cooking live on camera without doubles, which can be tricky and may require a lot of retakes.

So we may see filming for BenzGarfield scenes go by more quickly, unless they end up having to work around scheduling of the venue they use. Just in case ppl see them spending less days filming and jump to conclusions.

As far as how much screentime I anticipate for them—we only have one Change2561 BL to base this off of, so there’s not an established pattern yet, but if it’s at all similar to Pit Babe, then we could expect that they’ll be like AlanJeff, who didn’t even meet until ep 3 and only had one or two scenes in each ep, but whose story was greatly expanded from the original novel.

They ARE a side couple, so I’m not anticipating them having equal screentime as SailubPon scenes, but less screentime doesn’t mean less impact—VegasPete only really started getting scenes in the last few eps of KP for instance.

I’m a lifelong side couple shipper, so I’m used to this life, but I also don’t see the point in complaining about their screentime when it’s not like we have anything close to a finished product. Again, these things are not shot in scene order or episode order, so we literally have no way of knowing what their screentime is.

[lau219]

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Lauren and Cillian from Red Carpet

Part 2 of 2

Who has the worst sleep schedule? Who is the sleepiest? Obviously, Cillian’s schedule is a bit more inconsistent, but he tries to keep it as normal as possible. They both love to sleep, and there have been days where they’ve literally never gotten out of bed, spending the day dozing, cuddling/sex, and watching movies in bed. Lauren is also a big fan of naps, and a quick snooze on the couch doesn’t cut it. She’s literally in bed, under the covers, and it could last 45 minutes or 3 hours.

What are their opinions on PDA? PDA is A-okay with these two. Not over-the-top disgusting for any onlookers, but they aren’t shy about showing affection. They love holding hands and are often sharing kisses. And Cillian enjoys using PDA to mark his territory – he wants every other man to know that Lauren is his. Lauren enjoys teasing Cillian when they’re in public and he can’t do much about it. She’ll whisper in his ear and run her hand dangerously close to his cock under the table. There’ve been plenty of times when she’s elicited an erection and has palmed him through an entire meal at a restaurant with friends.

Any crazy kinks? Nothing too crazy. But there is definitely a dom/sub thing going on. Not in a degrading or super extreme way, but Cillian is always the dominant one. Despite being together for quite a while now, Lauren is still somewhat bashful and naturally submissive, and he coaxes things out of her with an authoritative tone and firm touch. He loves having her helpless. He’ll make her a mess, pinning her down or holding her how he wants her, while also demanding that she tell him what she wants, too, and then praising her. Lauren had secretly always responded to the idea of a dominant man, and Cillian never failed to make her heart pound. He knows exactly what he’s doing, and she craves it. And when he speaks the way he does while simultaneously making her fall apart, she’s helpless. Once he calls her a “good girl” in that tone of voice, she’s done for.  

Do they go on vacations together? Where is their favorite place to visit? They love doing vacations and long weekend trips together. The best time they ever had was when Cillian brought Lauren with him the next time he went back to Ireland for a visit. Lauren soaked it all in, and Cillian got so much enjoyment out of showing her around and seeing her reactions to everything. For shorter trips, they’ll switch things up. One weekend could be a very lazy one where they spend the whole time just enjoying their surroundings, and another time it can be busy with finding activities or places to visit and being constantly on the go. It’s all about balance.

What clothes/accessories do they steal from each other? Lauren wears his navy hoodie, which, as we all know, is an extreme turn on for Cillian. She will also shove her feet into his shoes to make a quick dash outside for something, because she can just slip them on as opposed to going through the effort of putting on her own shoes. Cillian has never worn anything of Lauren’s – what would that even be? He did have to use her floral-scented deodorant once, though, when his deodorant ran out, and she has never let him live it down.

Which of their friends/family pokes fun at them for them getting flustered/affectionate? Maeve is the queen of teasing them, but it’s completely in good fun. She loves the fact that they have ended up together, as she had sensed immediately that there was something between the two of them when she first met Lauren. Whenever they’ve all been together, she’s always jokingly calling Cillian names and asking Lauren what she sees in him, but Cillian knows Maeve is actually extremely happy for them, and he also dishes it back to her. Maeve will then always make a comment along the lines of, “Just keep it PG while I’m around, yeah?” And then there’s Alex, who claims she is still trying to recover from walking in on Lauren and Cillian’s stairwell rendezvous. She loves giving them a hard time, but, like Maeve, she’s extremely happy for them.

What is something they can never agree on? How do they meet in the middle? Which is better – dark or milk chocolate. He likes dark, she likes milk, so they each have their own separate stash of chocolate stuffed back on the top shelf of the pantry.

What are their favorite places to kiss on their partner? What are their favorite types of kisses? They both love deep, sensual kisses on the lips that express how much they love each other. But separate from that, Cillian loves to kiss Lauren’s neck and throat, as well as the valley between her breasts, which then of course leads to her breasts as well. Lauren loves to kiss Cillian’s neck, too, but her favorite thing to do is trail slow kisses on him, starting at his chin and moving up his jawline, before reaching his ear and kissing him below his earlobe, when she’ll then often whisper something sweet or naughty in his ear.

What is their dream home? Do they buy a place together? Once they’d been together for a while, Lauren moved in with Cillian. Obviously, he had the bigger, nicer place, but he’d never done much to it, and Lauren has the eye for decorating and personal touches. And they do updates and renovations together to make it theirs as a couple. Before, Cillian just felt like it was a place where he lived, but Lauren has made it feel like home.

Do they have any pets or kids? Not yet, but Lauren plans on surprising Cillian with a dog for his next birthday. As for kids, they both definitely want them, but they haven’t discussed it in too much detail beyond that. But what Lauren doesn’t know is that Cillian loves the idea of her having his children, and he cannot wait to see her pregnant. Thinking about it definitely revealed a slight breeding kink in him that he didn’t know he had. Plus, he’s always wanted kids, and he knows Lauren would obviously be an amazing mother.

Who would propose? What would their wedding be like? As we know, Cillian already proposed, although it didn’t go exactly as he’d planned. But all that mattered is that Lauren said yes. It’s still quite early, so they haven’t made much of a dent in planning yet other than setting a date. They know they want their closest family and friends there, and they’ll incorporate some traditional aspects with some of their own touches. It will be more formal – a tuxedo and a gorgeous wedding dress.

What’s something that reminds them of their partner(s)? Do they have anything on them daily as a reminder (a photo, phone background, tattoo, clothing/accessory, etc)? As mentioned way back when, Cillian can’t see a bra without thinking of the day he and Lauren first met. He also saved the notes she’d included with the boxes she sent him when he’d been in Ireland without her. Now that he’s proposed, Lauren has her ring as a daily reminder of Cillian, and remembering what he did to get it for her makes her heart soar. But she also thinks of him whenever she hears someone use the word “sweetheart,” and then she immediately misses him and wants to hear his voice, so she’ll call him.

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[belovedrival]

Random Wednesday thoughts

I sometimes feel like my brain is a ball in a pinball machine these days, ricocheting from one thing to another, before going back to the same spot.

My new job has been okay. Last week I didn’t get many hours, but already this week I’ve gotten more hours in, and it’s only Wednesday.

Jonas had an appointment with a specialist yesterday. He’s going to have surgery next month. It’s a minor one, an outpatient procedure, but I’m already trying not to let my worries take over. Oof.

Earlier this week I observed the other preschool class in session. They need an aide, and I said I’d be possibly willing to do it. I just wanted to observe things. It would be nice to do it; the teacher is experienced, the school is excellent, I’d be at school at least part of the time Jonas is there (not in his class). But I don’t know how I’ll manage getting hours in with my online job if I’m working there. Stay tuned.

Managing our schedules now with one car is difficult. If we had another car things would be easier. On the other hand, we don’t have the savings right now to get one. Meh. Money: don’t have it, can’t live without it.

I am DONE with summer. It’s been way too hot recently and our yard is looking dry and stubbly. I pretty much gave up on the garden when we got back from vacation a month ago, and I still need to get in there and clean it out. COOL DOWN, WEATHER.

There’s been an ongoing saga with my parents for…well, a couple years now. My dad is F I N A L L Y retiring next March. They sold the house they’d lived in since 2017 back in May of this year and are now living in an apartment. They haven’t made up their minds where they’re moving to once Dad retires, or if they have, they haven’t told me and my siblings their final decision. It’s between 2 places that are very far apart in distance: think of living in either Minnesota…or Texas.

The problem with this is they keep talking about buying a house in one location and either buying a condo or renting an apartment in another. 1 location near my sister (8 kids), the other near my brother (4 kids). I’m not offended at all that they’re moving further away from me. I just want them to MAKE. A. DECISION. My sister and I agree that Mom is more than ready to decide and move on (literally) but Dad is either stuck in I’m Still Working and I Don’t Want To Decide Now or he keeps hedging for a myriad of reasons. The not knowing what’s going on with them, plus my dad’s denial of his health issues (ongoing condition), drives us crazy. Mister very rationally told me that I need to make peace with not knowing (for now), but I find it hard to do because I don’t think the hedging and not making a decision is good for either of theirs’ mental health. Argh.

Anyway, I hope you’re having a good week. 🙂

[aaaaaaaaagenloser]

(Tw: kinda transphobia? Use of it/its for a character who hasn’t declared what their pronouns are yet. Arguments over whether a character is a person or not; that ties into the pronoun thing here. Bonus points for descriptions of canon-typical gore yipeeee)

An update from after writing this: oh this. Got. This one got away from me?? I think I started this at 4 minutes past the hour. It is now 43 minutes past the hour. shitt.

Update; it is now 17 minutes after the NEXT hour. 26 minutes after th last update. I have seen god in the past hour and she shook in fear of both my power and audacity. I have lunch with my family scheduled in like 6 hours and I have not yet slept. This wasn’t meant to be as long as it is but I was possessed and this is the result. I may edit it and make it smoother later but I’ll make that a separate post, I want this sleep-deprived chunk of words to be here as like a monument to the fact that I could have been playing stardew valley during this time but I chose to do this instead

TLDR: long ass story ahead written by a sleep-deprived and hyperfixation-driven author. Who is now going the fuck to BED

“We can’t just keep it! What if it has a tracking device? It won’t let us fucking touch it so there’s no way of knowing it has one unless it leads them right to us!”

“Ok, I hear you but think. That hasn’t happened yet. It’s been about what, three days? and that hasn’t happened, and they haven’t been violent towards any of us at all. They haven’t tried to go back either, so there’s no risk of them telling or leading Showfall where we are.”

“Why do you keep calling it ‘they’?”

“Well they can’t be an “it” now can it? …wait.”

“Ok can we figure out the gender of the thing in the other room after we figure out if it’s a threat to us or not. It’s not even a fucking person, you remember what those things did to you back there, don’t you?”

“Those people were not themselves, they were just doing what he wanted them to do—“

“They’re not fucking people! Those things are all part of Showfall, just like Hetch was! It’s just waiting for the right time to turn us in, or pull some shit on one of us like they did before.”

“They weren’t… they weren’t in control.”

“Yeah like fuck they weren’t, I saw it fucking happen!”

“You can’t just… Ok. Sneeg. Stop. You don’t speak for me, the one who, oh I don’t know, was the one that shit happened to? They were being controlled just like us—“

“No, no, not like us. We were wandering around and not knowing what the fuck was happening. None of us knew what was happening. We just went along blindly. Those things—on purpose—dragged you to that stupid wall and sewed wires into your hands—“

“Shut up, Sneeg—“

“No you shut up! You didn’t see it fucking happen! I saw them and Bitchface literally hold you down until you passed out! They were fucking choking you, they fucking—they nearly fucking killed you with just their hands, that’s not a little suggestion in the back of your brain, that’s on purpose! That is fucking deliberate, that is a thing those machines chose to do! You don’t remember, you weren’t conscious when they fucking stapled you to the wall and strapped your head in—“

Sneeg glanced at Ranboo for a moment in-between pacing as he ranted, and the far away look in their sibling’s eyes shut them up immediately. Ranboo was still present, thank fuck, but they were looking at their brother like he was holding up a knife to their throat.

“Fuck, Ran, okay, okay—I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have… shit. Do you need Charlie?”

“You don’t know when to shut the fuck up.”

“…okay. Okay. I’m sorry. Do you need me to get Charlie?”

“No, I’m fucking fine.” It did not sound like he meant that at all. His voice was less steady than before. “I don’t want him to worry about our… hitchhiker. He’s worrying enough about… well, everything.”

“The fact that it’s here, so close to us is the reason I’m trying to get you to see, Ran. What if it turns on him? What if it does that shit to him when we aren’t there?”

“We will be there.”

“And when it tries anything, we can kill it?”

“Sneeg!”

“You wouldn’t kill it, even if it hurt our fucking brother?”

“Of course we wouldn’t keep them around if they did that, could we at least just… just leave it behind? …wait, no, they couldn’t take care of themselves. If we had to leave it behind, maybe we should…”

Silence lingered for a bit too long.

“We should what, Ran?”

“…Sneeg, I was about to say that killing it would be a mercy.” The Hero laughed. “Doesn’t that sound familiar?”

The Taken didn’t reply.

“We have to help them. I don’t… I don’t want to be on the other end of a mercy killing. I don’t want to hurt anyone anymore.”

“Okay. I’m—are you okay?”

“…m fine. It’s fine. Just. Can you stop acting like they’re any different from us? Please.”

“What do you want me to think then?” His voice was softer than it had been a few minutes before.

“Just assume that they… that they were someone. Just like we were before. And they didn’t… they didn’t do anything on their own, it was all Showfall.”

“Okay. Fine. Let’s assume they were controlled, they didn’t mean to, so on and so forth. Why haven’t they talked yet.”

“I don’t think any of the drones even could talk. Wait, should we really be calling them a drone—“

“Shut the fuck up, Ranboo, we have got to figure out what to do with it. It probably doesn’t even know what is happening, what the fuck does it matter what we call it.”

“It matters to me! Do you want me to call you by your title? Do you want to call me by mine? …No? Then why are we treating them like all they are is what Showfall made them? We had lives before, we were someone, so they must have been too. They might not realize it, or… or act like it, but they used to be someone. They are a whole person, Sneeg. We have to help them, we can’t just leave them behind because that would mean we are giving up on someone just like us, and we cannot give up on each other. They… they would have hurt us by now if they were going to. And Showfall hasn’t found us since… you know, which means there aren’t any more trackers.

…okay, Sneeg?”

“…okay. If it,” he sighed at the look Ran gave them, “if they try anything, we have to leave them behind. I’m not letting a dumbass puppet be the reason we get taken back.”

“If they—ok, whatever, you’re not understanding. You can’t say one of us somehow wanted to be controlled, and they’re a ‘puppet’ but those rules don’t apply to the rest of us—“

“There is not an ‘us,’ Ran! That thing isn’t like us!”

“Guys?”

A sleepy voice shut the two of them up instantly. They had a split-second conversation with their eyes before looking to their brother. ‘We aren’t done talking about this’ ‘You’e absolutely right, so later?’ ‘Later.’ ‘We’re telling Charlie nothing happened?’ ‘Of course.’ ‘Ok good plan.’

“Why are you two fighting? I’m tired, can we please go back to sleep?”

“We weren’t fighting, we were…”

“…talking about plans for tomorrow. And you can go back to sleep.”

“I don’t want to be by myself.” Charlie looked at Sneeg pointedly, who sighed to Ranboo with a playfully annoyed expression.

“Well I guess I gotta go be a teddy bear again.”

“Have fun”

“Absolutely not.”

Charlie punched Sneeg in the shoulder lightly for that, who just giggled in response and led his little brother back to their room.

Which left Ran by themselves.

Some nights, he would join them, but some nights Charlie couldn’t stand to be anywhere near Ran, and the three of them had made a silent mutual agreement that Charlie trusted Sneeg more than he did Ranboo.

…Ranboo was okay with this. He wasn’t hurt by it. He didn’t cry on the nights he slept by himself.

He didn’t wish he could be the one Sneeg comforted sometimes. They were just fine.

They were fine, which is why they went to the living room where their… well. Their hitchhiker? They weren’t exactly a brother, or a sibling, more like a fourth wheel on a tricycle. Or a flyaway hair. Okay, maybe Ranboo needed to get tbr fuck to sleep, alone or not.

But he found himself in the living room, where their hitchhiker slept. Or, didn’t sleep, as they seemed to not need to. They would sit on the couch and stare idly at the tv. That was what had started the whole conversation with Sneeg in the first place; Ran wanted to leave some kind of entertainment for the fourth person so they wouldn’t be made to sit in the dark for hours. Sneeg took this remark as a perfect opportunity to explain all the reasons why the former drone should be abandoned, but Ranboo would have fucking none of it. Maybe the couch potato (shit, he really needed to come up with a name for them—) didn’t seem to sleep, barely ate, and stayed still unless actually verbally told to move, but they were still a person. Ranboo was sure of it.

Their hand wandered up to the fresh scabs where their mask had been. The fourth person had a mask, one that hadn’t been touched. Despite usually staying still, the person—(Ranboo thinks they might just call this person Couch for now. Maybe it’s not accurate, and they’re tired, but it’s something. C, for short.)

C would back away any time the others would try to get near them. And they did in fact try, but despite how creative or sneaky they got, C always ducked away. It reminded Ranboo of the drone who had followed them with a camera, always one step away and never letting the Hero get too close.

The mask turned to Ranboo, who stared back quietly. C hadn’t talked at all, so Ranboo didn’t expect them to suddenly start now. He wasn’t even sure if they understood what was said to them, but Ranboo wanted to try anyways. Better to be polite.

“Do you like the show that’s on? I think it’s called Lucy, or something. I don’t know, Sneeg said it was funny. And it didn’t seem, uh- scary or anything.”

The mask didn’t speak.

“If you want to change it, the remote’s right there, um, I showed you how to use it before. And there’s like, instructions drawn on there. You can thank Charlie for that one.”

…

“I think I’m going to head to bed.”

…

“Fuck it, can I stay here?”

The mask still didn’t speak, but the head hidden behind it tilted a bit at the sudden change in tone. Ranboo took this as an absolute win.

“So I just. I don’t want to be by myself. And I don’t think you sleep, I mean if you just sleep when everyone else is asleep that’s cool, but also if so how do you even? function? on that much sleep? It really isn’t that much but to be fair you don’t do much so maybe you don’t need it. …do you sleep sitting up? And just somehow wake up when we get close? I know, um. Sorry about that, again, we were just worried your mask had a tracker like mine used to.”

Ran laughed nervously. “I think I did convince them that it doesn’t, so that should stop now. If um. If we make you uncomfortable you still don’t have to be touched, it’s, it’s fine.”

Other than the head tilt before, there wasn’t a reply.

“Okay, since. You can’t talk, I’m just gonna… I’ll sit down beside you. On the couch. And if you don’t want me to be that close you can uh- you can leave. Or like, get up, and then I’ll leave. This is the only room with a tv, so I’ll let you stay here, but I can’t tell if you want me to be here or not, so. Okay, sorry, I’m rambling. Just… move if you want me to leave, okay?”

Ranboo waited for a response that didn’t come, then sighed. “Okay.” He kept his hands up and open while sitting down, waiting for a few moments before tucking his feet under himself to get more comfortable. “I’m just gonna stay here, okay? Like I said, just move if you want me to leave.”

The mask had tracked them to where they sat now, but the person—C—didn’t make a move to leave. Ranboo turned their attention to the tv, keeping an eye on their couch partner in their peripheral vision. During a moment of audience laughter in the show—I Love Lucy, they remembered—C turned their head back to the television as they had been before Ranboo walked in.

Seeing as how C (they needed a better name than that—) didn’t speak, this was the closest Ranboo could get to being told “you can stay here.” So they did. A few episodes later, his head was on the arm of the couch and his eyes were closed.

Five turned its attention to the Hero, who was now asleep. He had said it was a person, which was almost hilarious. And the Taken and the Hero seemed to think it couldn’t talk? They had to know it needed to be given permission first: any handler of a Drone or Prop knew that basic rule. It would wait until permission was given: it knew how to obey. It wasn’t meant to speak to a superior unless it was told it was allowed. It would wait.

…in the meantime, it studied its handler, the Hero. The other Actors, their two other handlers, called him ‘Ranboo’ but Five knew that wasn’t his actual label. The Hero was his character in the last show, and so that is who he was. Five didn’t know if Actors had a number, but he had been called the Hero in the script, and so the Hero he will be until the script changes.

It hoped to get new instructions, a new script for itself, something, soon. It was tired of simply watching the Actors go about their incredibly off-script show. It was sometimes told to participate, and since no other superiors were nearby, it had to obey its current handlers. But it was told to participate, to stir eggs, to help clean the kitchen, to attack small webs in corners with a stick with soft spikes on the end. Those sorts of things weren’t it’s usual directive, and so it found itself…

It didn’t resent its handlers. They were doing their best, and they at least knew that they were meant to give it orders. It simply wished they were familiar orders. It wished the Hero had told it to play dead, or play chase, or play camera, or caught, or prop. It would even listen if it was told to power down until needed. At least then it wouldn’t have to be conscious in this boring and unfamiliar set.

.

Y EA I know they probably don’t like tvs. Shhhhhh. I didn’t think about that until like. I had already written the tv part. At this moment it is 55 minutes past th hour and I want these characters to go the fuck to sleep so I can go thr fuck to sleep /lh

And yeah Five only uses “he” for glran. That is intentional. It’ll be talked about and shit later. Something about being put into a role, something about showfall being transphobic, something something I want to go to bed

Powering down = “sleeping” for a drone. Different but similar. I’ll explain how it works later?, anyway The others hav e told Five to “sleep” but it doesn’t understand because it is only ever told to “power down” so it’s like error.sleep_not_found and it stares at them like “bitch you said the wrong. Thing. You’re supposed to know how to control me so you don’t want me to power down I fucking guess” and it’s gonna be really funny after that miscommunication is taken care of.

If you remember the Five Gets A Cold And Wants To Throw Hands With Everyone post, this is wayyy before that. These motherfuckers are fresh out of showfall. Don’t ask how they got a house. I’ll figure it out

I am! Tired! I’m not proofreading this!! Goodnight please give me your thoughts if you have them. I need to know I didn’t sacrifice tbis much sleep in vain /nf /lh (I appreciate words but you are Not required to give them. Love you have a good nigt/p)

[webslingingslasher]

hello! I’ve got two little things i wanna tell you! (if you don’t mind LMAO)

okay so 1. i’ve been talking to the guy a bit, and since our schedules are so busy we haven’t gotten the chance to see each other since those seminars in like january/february, HOWEVER he was saying that he missed me and would like to meet up sometime soon! he also mentioned that he wanted to ask me out to lunch during one of those seminar days (there was a like 45 minute lunch break during the day, and a bunch of restaurants/take out places nearby). but then he didn’t because the both of us were busy with like homework/studying as well as like making sure to do the assignments given (i don’t think seminar is the right term but it’s still the only one i can think of rn!!)

ANYWAYS the second i kinda just need a less biased perspective i think???

so i think I’ve mentioned the girl who keeps complaining about her mom to me. so basically, she STILL DOES THAT! even tho I’ve literally asked her to stop. And she’s genuinely so mean! like she’ll literally grab things (mainly food or drinks) FROM YOUR HANDS. or go up to people (that she barley talks to!!) and literally goes “gimme” when they’re eating something she has. like personally i find it SOOO RUDE. and then today, i was standing, talking to one of my friends while drinking a coffee. this girl WALKED BY ME AND TRIED TO TAKE IT. and when i told her no, she called me a bitch 😭. but like ms girl knows how much i hate sharing drinks???? and its not like she can’t afford it bc she definitely can. ALSO THE MANNERS??? Like it’s so clear we were raised differently.

and then she’s also saying how after the term’s over she’ll have to move in with her mom rather than her dad (just cause of circumstances) and i understand that they may not have the best relationship (they argue a ton) but it really fucking hurts. and I’ve told her this!! and she still does it!!! and then when i tried telling her again she was like i know! (and then proceeded to keep talking about how much she hates her mom). And i swear id be there for her but like it’s every time i see her. It’s exhausting.

and man I’ve tried so hard to cut her off BUT SHE WONT LEAVE ME ALONE. idk i think im just very mad with her atm but like i really don’t know what to do anymore. I’ve spoken to one of our other friends, and she agrees with me!

anyways thank you for listening (reading) my rant 😭

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1.) YAAAS. GET THE BOY. WE STAN HIM!!!!!!

2.) if u don't ghost that cunt in real time i'll hate you. nah, jk, i've been there before. honestly, the ONLY way to get those types of people out of your life is to not hide the distain anymore.

texting you? ignore it. leave her on read.

she comes up to you and takes your shit? roll your eyes and make a comment about how you should've expected it.

you see what i'm saying? treat her how she treats you. i bet you it'll work.

[alicepao13]

So this had more of a teamwork feel than the last few episodes. It could belong in any season, really. Makes me feel that maybe starting the season the way they started it really was just bad scheduling.

If you want to know how bad CityTV is at scheduling, guy made a joke about the killer dressed in a superhero costume "like it's Halloween", and the episode aired a day after Halloween. So yeah. The only episode that shouldn’t have aired close to Halloween, aired on Halloween. Good job, CityTV.

Standard superhero/vigilante crime show episode with a twist. You can’t reinvent the wheel by following the same path others have made. But it’s okay, I don’t expect it from this show, or any formulaic crime show. I mean, you’d have to be an idiot at this point to expect that.

I keep seeing similarities between the Moonknight and the Night Keeper costumes. At least the Night Keeper costume is black.

I was hoping that Sarah had some kind of family story when she mentioned that she had experience with delusional disorder but of course it’s one of her multiple degrees.

The fact that Charlie and Sarah mentioned that they’d meet at dinner and then we didn’t see the dinner is A CRIME. But at least they remind us (in their own distant way) that they’re still together.

I’ll put a BOLO out for Charlie’s house, by the way. I’m hoping the reason it’s missing is because Charlie and Sarah are moving together in another house (now who has a delusional disorder, lol).

I was hoping for a comment about reboots. Come on, guys, you are a reboot yourselves.

As soon as the nephew pulled up with that car I knew he was the killer. Unsurprising.

Well, at least they put the murder weapon inside a cylindrical evidence tube. I'm saying that because I just watched a show where they put it inside a nylon evidence bag. In the year of 2023.

I love Verdi’s Dier Irae and its remixes. I have one in my playlist (mine is a 2WEI remix). Remixing classical music and mixing it with modern tunes is my jam. Although I kinda pity all those who will watch without headphones (which is probably most of the audience).

Damn, the house is great. And a secret compartment? Come on!

Jesse bragging about his skills. You go, Jesse.

Charlie sending Rex with Sarah like he won’t be the one to need him (I knew before I saw it, they like being predictable lol), because he wants her to be safe.

Thank you, killer, for tasing Charlie. It’s literally the only whump he’s had for ages. Bless you, kind killer.

By the way, I think Charlie has gotten too comfortable having a dog watch his six that now basically anyone can sneak up to him when he doesn't have Rex with him.

Charlie stumbling and trying to get up. Yes. I want more of that.

Googling how long it takes to get over an electric shock from a taser.

Okay, so it takes a few seconds. Maybe Charlie was a bit dramatic lol

Rex running because he knows his trouble magnet partner is in danger. I love it.

I was kinda hoping that Sarah would save him, but when you have Rex and the Night Keeper, eh, I wasn’t holding my breath.

“I've got my superpower right here” SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP oh my god this was so corny I loved it (this user is not immune to grown men being soft with dogs, it’s a very specific illness, non-curable).

I think they had like fifty team shots in this episode. It was like someone was annoyed by the lack of team screen time in the previous episodes and overcompensated. Also, do decide what the temperature is in the room. Some wore coats, and Sarah (who is always cold) wore a sleeveless shirt?

Overall, fun but unsurprising episode, in the tone of Hudson and Rex as a show. The level of enjoyment very much depends on whether someone cares at all about superheroes, in my opinion, because they got the characters and “actors” involved quite a bit. Easily rewatchable, more enjoyable than I thought (I audibly groaned when I saw the promo for this, mind you. CityTV call me, you need me). Plot loses cohesion in the third act but it’s okay because you’ll have figured out the killer way before that.

PS: It seriously helps to remember what the show is about. I’m talking to both the fandom and the writers here, but especially to the writers.

PPS: How many German shepherds next week? I’m assuming Diesel’s entire family are actors by now.

[subconsciousmysteries]

Musings about my 8 experiences

So… most 8 descriptions turn the type into a shallow meme. “Orly? You think you’re an 8? Go start a scene at the mall! because 8 is about being a Karen” “Prove ur a literal psychopath before you identify with this type”. Everyone (especially all the ppl who date 8s! Lol) begs 8s to figure ourselves out. Enneagram does a piss poor job at helping us figure ourselves out… just turns us into a caricature and forces us to prove any psychopathic behaviors we may already harbor due to this fixation.

So, I have done you people the honors of figuring 8s out!

Read what Ichazo, one of the OG, says about 8.

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——— This is not The Cool Type. Nor is it “the dark edgy traumatized type that only the most dark edgy traumatized people can be” — that is an indirect way of still glorifying 8 as The Cool Type. 8 is literally just another type which gives its own problems to the person who has to deal with it.

I actually believe that low Te 8s are more common than high Te 8s, since as you can see here, 8 is about the inability to tolerate structure including any structures that you yourself build. 8 is NOT the Te-like desire to create more structure. Immature Te where you create a structure you didn’t really think deeply about creating, and then tear it down immediately because your immature Te doesn’t know how to keep it up, or because your more dominant Fi takes over and feels like it doesn’t want to continue suddenly, is common in 8s.

I commonly see high Tes thinking they’re 8s becuz they’re assertive bosses and good leaders. Lol. No. You guys are 3s or 1s. 8s must do a fuckton of conscious growth and development before we can begin to add the structure and consistency to our lives AND TO OUR BRAINS, that is necessary to make us good leaders of anything. The most stereotypical 8 is an ESFP Antifa looter or gang criminal with no concept of their direction in life whatsoever. Not an ambitious CEO following a tight schedule of meetings! That is structure. 8s cannot handle structure without bursting into a rage and tearing it down, by definition of the type.

The 8 being unable to handle structure is not purely an external thing. The hatred of structure runs so deep, that the 8 cannot even handle structure within his or her own mind. The 8’s hatred of external authority is the manifestation of her hatred of authority within. 8s tear down any authority they attempt to create in their own lives just as much as they tear down any external authority they see. Self destructive? Yeah. Do 8s care? ABSOLUTELY NOT! Concepts like “self destructive” are toxic and flawed and must be torn down too, according to the 8. All standards of morality are unjust and lacking truth somehow and therefore must be torn down, internally and externally. The 8 is the ultimate postmodernist.

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Now let’s talk about my life experience. Setting goals feels like locking myself into a cage full of chains. I literally feel like a caged beast when I define simple goals for myself, with the level of anger it causes me. I could tell you my goals but I know it’ll all be bullshit and I won’t actually follow them because I get angry about the chains the structure is imposing on me (even tho I’m the one who built it. Once its built it is out of my immediate control and has a life of its own it can use to control me). I angst and I rage about how I can’t do simple things. I only do Te stuff when absolutely forced by something in the external world which repulses me more than my own Te. I’m not able to do structure even though I know that it’s the way to make money and become the 8 -> 2 provider protector goddess queen I want to be. Um… why should money even be a thing anyways? Money is a construct of the unjust power structure. It makes my body REEEE to discipline myself into seeking money.

If I happen to spontaneously run into money without putting an elaborate, STRUCTURED effort into making money, I’ll be like “yippee!” and take it. But putting too much conscious effort into working hard and making money makes me fucking REEEEE as it activates my sense of injustice about everything you could possibly feel a sense of injustice about.

I’m too prideful about how I won’t be controlled, even by my own superego and my own dreams. I will tear those structures I create down too because I believe there is no truth in anything, not even anything I create or aspire to (loss of Holy Truth). My superego knows that it’s good for me to follow my work ethic and go to work. My rageful vengeance complex cannot go to work because I’m too angry about all the little injustices at work and the corrupt nature of corporate work to begin with. Self-destructive internal struggles like this where you tear down any decision-making framework you are trying to build due to seeing little injustices everywhere, are all part of the 8 fixation. 8s must heal ourselves through being aware of them and reasoning with them.

The 8 fixation is not purely externalized. No fixation is purely externalized. It is most important for the Assertive types out of any of the types, to realize the internal psychological nature of their fixation, as these types are the most negligent of their internal psychology