#Skyler loves his pillows

[myinkyfingers]

rewatching bb and I'm shocked at how soft Walt and Skyler were towards each other in the beginning?? like they're settled and Walt is depressed, but he's still thoughtful and kind towards her, she immediately picks up on something being wrong, they're always touching in small ways

and for all that people bitched about her forcing him to start treatments, HE chose treatment because he loves her (that scene where he smells her cream and then presses his face into her pillow licherally kills me)

#breaking bad rewatch #skyler is also not as annoying as i remember her?? #yeah she's a bit pushy but she's CLEARLY doing it because she cares #a little too straight edge #but definitely not the harpy i remember from my first watch years ago

[hardlygclden]

open to: skyler cameron | @ofprettyvenom​ location: skyler and bediah’s apartment in new york city date & time: 2019, some ungodly hour 

The crawl up the stairs should have been enough to wear him out, the dulling of his sensing proving to be a barrier rather than some high he could ride. He’d practically been carried by Skyler up the stairs to the apartment with his arm draped over her shoulders as his foot was clipped on every step. From the first mount of cement to the last, there was an agreement that this was the conclusion to their night and he’d sleep on the couch since it was closer than the bedroom— and that was only after a short lived argument that he couldn’t sleep on the welcome mat. 

His settle into the couch came with a thump as both of their bodies seemed to give out under the guise of rest. Their antics for the night had finally come to an end, or at least that was the idea until a hum in Bediah’s sigh echoed out in a soft tune overhead. He tilted his head back to catch the melody that seemed to come from above. Under gentle static, the small portable radio that belonged to Bo— whose tale of ownership he had yet to ever really explain— played overhead.

“I know that song,” He said, pushing through the exhaustion that his body wanted to claim. Bo stood upright, and then right on the couch to pull the radio free from the back of the shelf. “Shit, Skyler, I haven’t heard this in forever— love doesn't come in a minute! Sometimes it doesn't come at all!”

The signal protested against the sudden change in volume as he turned knob after knob, but that didn’t stop him. The radio was placed just on the edge of the shelf and frantically he seemed to grab her hand and tug her into his grasp. Trumpets and drumming seemed to only encourage his sudden burst of energy that would have done them good in the stairwell. He kicked pillows off the couch in every step, head nodding to every beat as his he wrapped his arm around her waist and swayed her back and forth in union with the shift in notes. 

“How can I tell you about my loved one?“ He sang softly as the abrupt calm that broke through the song, a small dip of her body over the edge of the couch if she let him. “How can I tell you about my loved one?“

#tbt to when he wasnt a scumbag to her #bediah x skyler 002 #━━ bediah interactions ｢just betting with my bare bones｣

[whumpallday]

Whumpees-R-Us VS Whumpee Barn: Tour Time!!!

Well then. This took way too long to write, and it’s not as long as I wanted, but it’s out here, right? Have at it!  

First one here, previous one here.��

The video starts with Starr’s smiling face, as usual. Skyler is sitting next to her with a piece of paper in his hands, but Tyler is nowhere to be seen. 

“Hey guys! Welcome back to This Or That, where we compare to see what really works! Today, I decided to do something just a little bit different, so we’re here with Skyler, and we’re gonna give you guys a tour of the boy’s bedroom! How cool is that!” 

Starr had a big smile, and Skyler was watching her, glancing down at his piece of paper and then back to her as she spoke. He had a small smile on his face as well.  

“Sooooo, I figured I’d just let Skyler do trial by fire, so he’s gonna take you through this himself!” 

Skyler’s smile disappeared, replaced by a nervous, scared look. Starr looks towards him and he looks back. “A-alone?” His eyes were wide, and his voice was soft. 

Starr smiles, giving him a side-hug. “Oh, don’t worry! I’m sure you’ll be fantastic. Besides, it’s just a quick jaunt into your room, you can do that, can’t you?” 

Skyler still looked nervous, but nodded. Starr smiled, then waved at the camera. “Don’t forget to comment, like and subscribe to see more videos, and here we go!” She snapped her fingers, ‘disappearing’ in an explosion of stars.

The camera cut to a somewhat shaky view of a hallway, and it turned around, to show Skyler holding it. He smiles a little. “Uh, hey... So... this is the hallway, I guess.” He turns it back around, showing a couple doors as he starts walking. 

He creaks open the first door, letting the camera look around. It’s a bathroom, a pretty big one, with a bathtub, shower and separate room for the toilet. There’s a huge vanity one one wall, and the camera pans around. “So, um, this is the bathroom, and um, I mean... It’s just... It’s a bathroom...?” There’s a small rustle of paper and a little sigh. 

“Um, this is where Sk- I help Starr get ready, with the...” His voice gets a bit reluctant. “...rad make-up skills that pay all our bills.” It was obviously scripted. 

The camera turns around shakily, and goes back out in the hall, passing another door. “Um, that’s just a closet, and uh, I don’t really have a script for that. It’s um, it’s got a couple extra blankets and cleaning supplies.” 

The camera passes the closet and shows another door at the end of the hall, focusing in on it. “This one is uh, my room...” there’s a rustle of paper and his tone changes again. “...where I sleep like a bug in a rug.” He pushes the door open, and the camera sees an open room, with a big window on the opposite wall. 

He walks in, panning around and showing it off. There’s a dresser in the corner, along with a desk and a couple of sketchbooks and pencils. The camera walks over, scanning over the desk. “I uh, I kinda like to draw, so Starr got me these notebooks and pencils. I really like em.” His voice was a bit more firm, a bit more confident. 

Skyler turns around, showing the corner where there was a big dog bed, with a bunch of pillows and blankets. “So uh, that’s my bed, where... ahem, I uh,” He groaned a little bit. Just a little. “I sleep and rest my head, when I get so weary I need my bed.” 

His arm comes in view of the camera, and picks up one of the bigger pillows. “This one’s my favorite, it’s nice and squishy. It uh, it kinda feels like a hug when you squeeze it.” 

He tosses it back down, and the camera starts walking out. “I’m uh, supposed to ask you guys if you want to see some of my drawings... I don’t think they’re very good, but Starr likes em. So uh, like and share? And comment if you want to uh, want to see my drawings.” 

The camera goes back into the hall, going to the last door, across from Skyler’s. 

“This uh, this one’s Tyler’s room... He shouldn’t um, he shouldn’t be in here right now.” The camera shows Skyler’s hand opening the door, and there’s a glimpse of Tyler in his room, and then the camera shoots down to the ground, and a muffled conversation ensues. 

Tyler’s voice comes out. “What are you doing in my room?” 

“Starr wanted me to shoot a video. It’s like, a tour thing.”

“What? She didn’t tell me she was shooting today.” 

“It’s uh, not her, it’s uh, it’s me...” 

“Well do it somewhere else, or just cut the camera and come back when I’m not here.” 

Skyler’s voice gets nervous. “She uh, wanted it in one take.” 

There’s a groan from the room. “Well, too bad for her then, get out of my room.” 

Skyler’s voice gets quieter, almost undetectable to the camera. “You shouldn’t shsi sahd hshh shsh sh, she’s been really nice.” 

Tyler’s voice drops to match it. “You call this nice? You don’t shs sshhs anymore than I do.” 

“I actually do, and shshsh, shshsh shshhhs lucky to have her.” 

Skyler’s voice gets louder, back to normal. “Look, can I just do a quick run through? The camera’s still going and I have some lines I have to say.” 

There’s another groan, and then footsteps, and the camera jostles around. It goes back up to Skyler’s face, in a small smile. “Sorry for that... Tyler doesn’t like being surprised. But uh, like I said, this is Tyler’s room, and uh yeah, here it is I guess...” 

The camera turned, showing off Tyler’s room. It was set up similar to Skyler’s, but the dog bed didn’t have anything extra except a blanket. The desk was empty, and there were clothes piling out of the dresser and hanging on the drawers. 

“It’s uh, a bit messy in here... Sorry about that...” There’s a little rustle of paper. 

“This is where Tyler, the tough one will dream....” he trails off, and the awkwardness is almost palpable through the camera. “... of videos and punching, his way through the screen....” there’s a little pause. 

“I uh, I dunno why she wrote that... Tyler’s really nice, and so is Starr... And pets aren’t supposed to fight like that anyway, so it must just be Starr’s sense of humor.” The camera turns around, starting to walk out and back down the hallway. The camera flips back around to Skyler’s hesitant smile, and his mop of crazy red hair.

“To be honest guys, I really like it here... Sometimes I don’t understand stuff, but Starr is really nice, and she’s really patient and stuff too. I uh... I can’t say anything about Tyler, but he’s pretty nice too... Although sometimes he uh, he doesn’t like talking. It’s uh, probably just his different training. I uh, I wasn’t used to talking, but uh, Starr likes it, so I guess I’m talking more now?” 

He walks back in the studio, and sets the camera up on the stand, backing up and sitting down. 

“So uh, that was the tour? I hope you guys uh, liked it.” He smiles a bit, then glances down at the paper again. “And uh, don’t forget to like and uh, subscribe. And comment below with whatever you want to see me and Tyler do...” 

He looks back up, the corner of his mouth just curving up in a smile. “Um.. Bye?” He stands up, walking back to the camera and fiddling with it, then it turns off. 

On the black screen, some text pops up. Isn’t he ADORBS?!?!?!?! Totally do what he said, and share with your friends! See ya next time guys!

Then the video ends. 

Next one here. 

Great peoples who apparently like my writing? 

@comfortforthepain, @pepperonyscience @whumpingonarainyday. 

If you want to be added or removed, lemme know!

#box boy #bbu #whumpees r us #whumpee barn #Skyler #starr #This Or That #tyler #my boiz #comparison #Skyler loves his pillows #they remind him of something happy #he doesn't know what #but he doesn't push he just snuggles into them #Tyler doesn't get pillows #tyler isn't as good of a box boy as skyler #at least that's what starr thinks #it physically pains me to write starr sometimes #the cringe level #i feel your pain guys #there's more coming #don't worry

[thelordstears]

I wrote some more, because I, am an addict

“ In this world I've met some sorrowed souls, one of 'em stands in my mind like a candle, flickerin' lights of his mercy dyin' in my heart, and as he stares me down with madness filled eyes and a heart sick 'a trouble and decay, will he gun an old friend down all for vengeance on the man who broke all 'a us? “ - Quint Sanfield

“ I'm just an outcast lookin' for his heart, and as I travel this strange and mysterious land, I must wonder if my heart lays underneath foreign soils, cause as I dig my hands inta the soil of my hurt, I don't find anything but trouble and the decaying corpse of me. “ - Quint Sanfield

“ I'll keep on keepin' on like a sorrowed ghost train, findin' passengers along the railroad of my heart, and, maybe findin' a couple more people like me. People who understand the depths of secrets and trouble, perhaps I can be a lil less transparent with people who understand me, with people who also know what death tastes like on their heart." - Quint Sanfield

"If God loves all, does he look at the sinner who bleeds the river red with a gentle and forgiving smile? I can't help but wonder if he looks at me with something sorrowful swimming in his ethereal eyes, because as I tremble under a cruel man's trigger, I stain the river of my heart with unholy colors and sinful strokes of a brush.” - Jonah Worthshein

“ I met a man with death and cruelty lurking like ticking time bombs in his heart, and as he struck me down with his cane of trouble and told me to weep the mercy from my eyes, I succumbed. “ - Jonah Worthshein

“ There's pain beating inside my heart, and I know there always will be, because my hero, he's gone, and somedays I don't know how to go on without him. He was my brother, and as he became nothing but a missing poster in my mind, I wondered what I would do with his tattered cape. Somedays I hold it close to my chest and weep into it, for it holds questions I'll never find the answers too. But whenever that pain comes crashing down on me, my daughter picks me right up and tells me that I'm her hero, and I always will be. “ - Faymeline Borealis

“ My friend, I am insanity in an unwell mind, bursting with colors that shouldn't exist.” - Burns Mataugh

“ We are pioneers of madness following our Queen through the echoes of the night, for she saved us from the slow and insidious killer that is sanity. She stands tall and lean like a madness filled revolver, and as she kills peace, you must know its grave has been long overdue. “ - Burns Mataugh

“ The tranquility of succumbing to your beastly nature is like no other feeling I have ever felt, and as I stand here like an ill begotten question, sipping on a stream of crimson stained melodies and secrets, I know I would never yearn to be the sheep again. “ - Burns Mataugh

“ I once asked the world who it wanted me to be, and as I sat at the stream, madness seeping through my veins, I saw the reflection of God in the lake, and to me, he looked like a lonesome beast of sorrow." - Burns Mataugh

“ I'm just a washed up and broken dream wondering why all his childhood wonder turned into nightmares, stars imploding in his mind, cause damn, it's just a galaxy colored the shade of the nebula. “ - Brooke Bermgeir

“ They're always like, oh, you gotta be a boy, you gotta be a girl, but fuck that, I wanna be myself. “ - Skyler Syndicate

“ My families memory is like a cigarette against my lip, because all it does nowadays is kill me slowly with things I'll never have again. “ - Connie Averfollow

“ My mind is a panic room, the walls are etched in names I never wanna forget and faces I'll always miss, and as I cower in the corner my darkest fears come for me with eyes I used to see everyday, her eyes haunt me, her smiles have become a graveyard in my haunted little heart. And as I sink into my blankets and smoke another cigarette I pray that life will give me my lover's fate as my head hits the pillow." - Connie Averfollow

“ I don't know how humanity managed to become an enemy to itself, but damn, ain't it a shame we're losing the fucking war?" - Larry Devendra

“ People are always tellin' me I'm digging my own damn grave, but don't they realize it ain't my name etched on the stone?” - Zane Harrenburrow

“ It's kill or be killed these days, and regretfully I still breathe. “ - Rolft Van Gaver

“ I just wanna live despite the death in me." - Rolft Van Gaver

“ I, am where dreams go to die my friend.” - Moores Thomas

“ I'm a sinful bastard with a heart rotted bared on his extravagant sleeve, do you think a heart could possibly survive madness? It rotted, withered and decayed as I sputtered up blinding red lights and salvation.” - Moores Thomas

“ You'll live, but you won't survive. “ - Moores Thomas

“ Sometimes, we just gotta raise our fists instead of our white flag.” - Hunter Shallows

“ There's a garden 'a decay in my mind, two roses standin' tall, but all the others 'ave become black petaled ghosts, but I visit that garden if only ta see my roses still painted red. “ - Saria Romiro

“ We've both seen Hell in the eyes of people who were supposed to love us, but we found Heaven in each other's love. “ - Riell Romiro

“ I try my best, to stand tall, but somedays I'm struck down by the sorrow I feel and I can hardly reach the other side of paradise. Because in truth, my son's ghost still haunts me. He's in the corners of my memory, asking me why I didn't find him, and I give a regretful smile and say I tried my best. “ - Riell Romiro

“ I have met darkness in the eyes of a banshee, standing tall over me like a shadow that shrieks into my broken mind that I won't make it out of this darkness alive. But I take a fragile step forward and fix my little bowtie, knowing that the cruelty I've met is not me, but rather what I have seen. “ - Harlem Peixoto

“ These secrets in me hide deep within my cracked ribcage, nesting, waiting to blossom like a rose grenade, the shrapnel of lies and shadow splitting my heart in two. “ - Harlem Peixoto

“ My hands are stained in mystery, and as my mind brews up questions like it were some witches cauldron full of answers, I get to wondering how many of the people I searched for are still out there. “ - Harlem Peixoto

“ At some point, life presents you with a fork in the road, and which path you take determines who you'll be, one path leads to who you're supposed to be, kind, gentle, whole in some beautiful way, but the other path gives you things, but it also corrupts your heart and turns you into a wicked beast with cruelty living deep inside his troubled heart. Be careful when hate and cruelty whispers in your ear that you do not become these things. “ - Solomon Bones

“ My brother has always had my back, man. He's been there for me, he's kind of, my hero, ya know? He doesn't wear a cape fluttering in the breeze and he doesn't have laser eyes, he has burdens, he has scars, but most importantly, he has a kind heart. And that's what makes a hero in this broken world. “ - Solmon Bones

“ They've both seen the Hell of war, it drips down the notches 'a their spines and whispers lies inta their hearts, cause mate, war never leaves the innocent soul be. It's a beast draped in crimson, fur drippin' with innocence and forgotten men lyin' in freshly dug graves. When it smiles, ya see it's rifle fangs and bullet tongue, and as it charges, it leaves all soldier's ghosts 'a who they were. “ - Fallows Diamond

“ Mate, I've seen death in the shadows 'a graves that neva' shoulda been, I seen cruelty lyin' in the eye of a man with venom drippin' from the corner 'a his eyes. 'E was a slitherin' serpent in the garden 'a my mercy, firin' bullets inta me peace and askin' it ta bleed for all he'd done. And so, with regret, I say there ain't no peace in me heart. “ - Fallows Diamond

“ She stands in my mind like a howling regret, scratching at the confines of my skull to escape my memory, because she was my fuckin' hero, man. “ - Tristy Alden

“ I can still remember Sasha's gentle eyes, her heart worn on a cotton sleeved sweater, her heart beat was a melody I could listen too forever. I know sometimes I made it a struggle to love me, but no matter what, she was always.. there for me, and sometimes I wonder if I fucked it up. I hope she knows that I love her, even if we've been separated because of life's trickery and deceit. “ - Debrah Sabbatino

“ If you look at the pages of a history book you'll find me, stained in the bloodied ink, etched into the stones of war and cruelty. “ - Veltrexen

“ I have watched the kind fall through the scorching skies as people clapped and cheered for the death of the good hearted rabbits. And as I pull a top hat from the back room, I look for rabbits inside but I'm always pulling my sins from a hat and wondering if the innocence has left me behind in the dust of my cruelty. “ - Ellsworth Davis

“ I was just a girl looking for trouble in the ashen cigarette and love with a boy who wouldn't remember my name next Summer. “ - Carrie Hackenwood

“ I am not crazy, I would not quite put it that way. I am mad, I am twisted, I am broken, some extant form of Wyatt Demouchett. From the corners of my cracked ribcage, a beast started to roam, and ever so slowly he tore pieces from my heart to eat from, for a starving heart will always find itself in the maw of the ribcage.” - Wyatt Demouchett

“ My mind is a prison of thoughts and memories, and as I try and rip myself away from the confines of my skull I realize I can never rip this mind from me, for if I were to do such a thing, I would die in an empty prison cell. “ - Wyatt Demouchett

“ I am scalded flesh upon the battlefield, rusted bones in the grave of a boy I no longer am. “ - Wyatt Demouchett

“ If ya look deep inside my eyes you'll find little reflection 'a who I ain't creepin' about, little sorrows in the corners of my pupils, sitting there like dogs starvin' on a chain. “ - Sandro Colorfeid

“ Ya know, people are always saying I'm a hero, I saved so many god damn lives, but the way I see it, there's too many I didn't save to be considered any sort of hero. I sit here in the silence of my mind, sparking up cigarettes and memories, wondering how many bastards and cheats went right under my damn sniffer. Maybe a hundred, maybe only two, but even two bad men out in the wild can make a difference, huh? “ - Sandro Colorfeid

“ I'm starving bones looking for a grave that ain't never been dug wondering if this lonesome ghost is all I can ever be. “ - Sandro Colorfeid

"Humanity lost its fight against evil the day they gave it a name. “ - Zalrifear Dellrick

“ I am no longer tethered to humanity.” - Zalrifear Dellrick

“ I'm a crimson fucking bullet soaring towards all who wronged me and all who didn't, I'm insanity flying on wings of wax and loss. “ - Harvin Scoviney

“ The sane man just don't survive the insane one's wrath.” - Harvin Scoviney

“ I'm living like a landmine, whosoever steps on me is gonna feel that shrapnel dig into their fragile skin, and trust me, the sight won't be so pretty. “ - Harvin Scoviney

“ I'm a ticking time bomb and you best hope you ain't near me when I burst, cuz when I do, it's gonna be an explosion of broken bones and bloodied faces strewn about the concrete of my fucking rage. “ - Harvin Scoviney

“ Ya can yell for the boy I was, but he's buried in a pinewood box and brother, he's just charred bones in a casket. “ - Harvin Scoviney

“ Don't say I don' got what it takes to make it in this life without knowin' my damn past. “ - Carolann Tresparo

“ I'm old, I've seen just 'bout every sorrow there is ta see in this broken man's land, and as I spark up another old cigarette, smokin' away my lifespan with sparks in my dusty ribcage I getsa wonderin' when this ol' man will finally find himself a bit of peace. “ - Rayburn Manski

“ Ya know how it is, ya break a couple times, ya fall from yourself and wonder who the hell ya's sposed ta be, but eventually ya find the peace ya seek. But I'm different. I'm just a gambling man with his wicked little heart worn on a broken sleeve, wondering if these casino chips and blinding lights is all he could ever be. In truth, I don't know me, just who I used ta be. “ - Rayburn Manski

“ Don't pray for me, I don' missed out on every opportunity ta confess, I'm just sittin' on this old bench with a cigarette on my lip, smoke driftin' around me as I ponder on where I'll go when I die. “ - Rayburn Manski

“ I'm a ghost of who God wanted me to be.” - Hayton Mathers

“ Do you ever feel like, maybe you're a promise that's been broken by the Gods? They vowed to love you, vowed to be by your side, but life washed on by and scattered your pieces into the sand, so much so that they could no longer find who you were supposed to be? “ - Else Serafin

"Peace doesn't die, man, it just hides from the chaos sometimes. We just gotta wait for it to feel comfortable in the open, because honestly, chaos leaves a whisper in the wind, some sort of after noise of what happened to you.” - Aaron Crinklewick

“ That man stands lean like a vulture, and instead of the flapping of wings he's got the whinnying of a decaying and black horse, rusted hatchet strapped to his dusty black coat like an omen of what he'll do. “ - Allison Diamond

“ I met a man in the streetlights, he stood tall and lean like a flickering omen of death, and as he offered me his hand, to walk away with me to a place where all the freaks and wolves can be themselves, I put on a smile and found myself a family in the lights of the damning circus. I have since died. But I like the way this grave feels. “ - Zayleen Bevessa

“ He is a silent wolf, jaws gnashing at those who think they can escape the destiny of a circus soul. Together, we are the wolves of tomorrow, gnashing our jaws at the innocent with smiles of crimson and doll like features of cruelty. “ - Zayleen Bevessa

"Beauty knew my name, once. But since then it has withered. “ - Nishi Masago

“ I am a butterfly and a wasp wrapped into one vessel of anger and love that can bleed and fight, so when all my enemies come towards me with grins of sin and blades of death, I shall let my blade fall to my side and do the work for me. “ - Nishi Masago

“ I sit here like a forgotten candle 'a wax, my flame long since passed wonderin' why I didn't find myself in the essence 'a heroism. “ - Danya Cruz

“ In truth, I'm just a kid, my body grew up, but my heart is still just as young as it was thirty years ago. “ - Sametha Springton

“ I don't wanna never ending life, because in truth, I don't think I'd like what humanity would do with eternity.” - Sametha Springton

“ I've seen pain in snapshot crime scene photos and blood spilt on the streets I'd hear about in the news and weep over, but as Charlotte smiles and tells me the past is the past, I know I've got a wonderful future with her. “ - Oscar Forbes

“ I'm just a bullet casing washed to shore, waiting for somebody to pick me up and awe at the used up violence they've found nestled inside the cracks of a rock.” - Asher Broquel

“ I once swore an oath, that I'd protect the people. And I did, but did I ever think about protecting myself? Or was I so wrapped up in the thought that everyone else was a person but me, that I let myself bleed into someone that isn't really me? “ - Asher Broquel

“ Humanity is always growing and changing as flowers do each season, sometimes we're daffodils swaying in the wind, other days we're wilted roses with nothing but thorns, and somedays we're just a regretful weed, shivering in the cracks of the concrete. But all it took to make a flower beautiful was some water and light, and so as the sun rises and it begins to rain, can't you see we're meant to grow during this storm? We're not decaying, we're just growing from out this storm's soil." - Audrey Killva

“ Ya know, I met death in the eyes of a man with cruelty lurking in his veins, ribcage beating empty, his chest an empty night sky of the void. And as he told me I'd never be the same once I met him, he sure was right, huh? Cause as my son was ripped from this world, I knew a scar would be left on my heart like a threadwork patch of memories and sorrows I'd always know. “ - Barry Bosnia

“ She's a beacon of hope in a world so dark, and as her light shimmers like a star in the sky, I know there's a chance humanity will win its war against the dark. “ - Thituna

“ My heart is a lonely little ghost town, filled with cobwebs and dust, old decaying drawings of people I knew hung up on the hallways walls. And as I trace my fingers over the threadwork scar of memories in my mind, I come to realize I'm just another scar in my own heart. “ - Scarlet Westfield

“ I am a cold water sin, dripping from the corners of your eyes and bleeding from the edges of your spine. “ - Devella Minstreiva

“ I, am a woman of the night, dancing so elegantly in the cruel light of the pale moon, sinning as Devil's do. The scared little girl I was is begging me to stop, begging me to turn back, but with a smile stained red, I keep forward on this path of broken bones that are never my own. “ - Devella Minstreiva

“ I've got blood on my hands from men who'd be better off breathing, but sometimes, you have to justify the sin to survive.. because when you step foot on a battlefield, you aren't really yourself. You're this distorted version of who you are, baring a rifle as if it would bring you glory, I was still Adam Eavington when I was at war, but I wasn't me. “ - Adam Eavington

“ I know it feels like this darkness is all we can be, but don't you understand, shadows are deceiving? They follow us and mimic our every action, but those doppelgangers aren't us, they're a twisted vessel of what we never were. Because in truth, we'll never truly achieve the title of darkness, for that implies we're able to be without light, but with the sun shining on us, and the moon washing us in its pale yellow glow, we've found our lighthouse. “ - Adam Eavintgon

“ This is a war, and I'm the only enemy.” - Adanya Oni

“ Eternity is such a damning and distraught curse, and as I seek to find me, I find mirrors standing in front of me, regret flickering in their eyes, and I realize the only person who could ever be there for me, is me. I trace my fingers over the glass of my own cheeks, running a gentle finger over my own glass lip, asking myself why the only connection I have is with the woman in the mirror. Heavy is the burden of being myself. “ - Albersteen

“ I have grown so tired of me.” - Albersteen

“ I've seen a helluva lot in dis world, I seen angels fallin' bloodied from da sky and cruelty smilin' in the eyes 'a death, but I ain't da things I've been through, eh? I'm Abraham feckin' Carlson, and there's sumfin' beautiful about dat. “ - Abraham Carlson

“ I've been through quite a bit, but despite all this, I live and breathe like I was supposed to do, sadly, some people don't get this opportunity, some people are ripped into this world only to be killed the day they were born because of people who don't know how to love. So to all the broken, I'll be a lighthouse at sea, and though those waves crash down so violently and it feels like you've got a ship but no steering wheel, know that I'll lead you home with a light that never flickers. “ - Sandra Dickens

“ I'm Lorelei Metals, not my scars.” - Lorelei Metals

“ I know that this world feels like a big ol' cage, trapping us in the echoes of our mortality, but the key is acceptance that your memory will live on forever in the hearts of those you've loved. “ - Lorelei Metals

“ There's a devil and an angel within us all, and it's up to us to decide which one wins the battle waged inside our crooked lil hearts." - River Metals

“In my eldritch stride I steal all things holy.” - Algonul

“ I am all the shadows accumulated into all seven deadly sins, wiping star light from my lip as I take a taste of all that is holy and let it rattle in my throat. “ - Algonul

“ I am nothing more then a vessel in which darkness lives.” - Algonul

“ I'm a cruel man, and as you look for any sort of mercy in my eyes, you'll find it staring down the barrel of my fucking revolver. “ - Gilderoy Vinefroker

“ I'm a sinner with his heart bared on his sleeve, look at all those scars, all those bullet holes, they're proof I've survived, and if I've lived through all these old assassination scars and treason laced holes, do you really think I can't survive you? “ - Gilderoy Vinefroker

“ I'm screaming into a void of my broken sorrows, wondering why this abyss stares at me with unblinking eyes.” - Annalise Valley

“ When she holds me close to her chest I feel like I can finally be me, as she tucks strands of my hair behind my ear I know I'm gonna be okay, and as she kisses me soft with gentle lips, I know love is a magical thing, healing scars that hands can't touch. In her heart I found a beautiful song, and as I listened to its rhythm and leaned in close, she took my heart in her rough yet gentle hands and told me she'd heal all the broken parts inside. I don't know how I can possibly thank her, but as she tells me she loves me, I know that safe can't even begin to describe how I feel when I lay my head in her lap. “ - Amila Hemizvowe

“ I'm a girl of revolution and smoke, standing sturdy and tall amidst the war I've waged against the weakness that used to make me, but nowadays as I pull back the hammer of this revolver I don't flinch. Because killing has become second nature, and so as I stare down he who made me, I'll let him drop with my human nature." - Kaytlie Dextor

“ My heart is built of buried bones and dying secrets, and as all this violence seethes like rage in me, I know I'm just not the girl I used to be. “ - Kaytlie Dextor

“ In this world, there's cruel men who need to be put down like the dogs they are, and so with my jacket of hidden knives, dare you call me Karma? “ - Cosmina Winchester

“ I put up emotional walls in my mind to keep people out of my heart, because in all honesty there's a certain sense of freedom, in being able to control the way your heart beats. “ - Cosmina Winchester

“ I'm falling from grace on wings of fragile bone sanity, always asking if who I am is good, but I shudder with horror as I see the words flash like crimson on a screen in my mind, "Outlook not so good." I met a devil in the confines of an orphanage I should've been safe at, but he sipped on his delusions so much so that he'd become them, and as his shifty eyes glanced towards me, his boney fingers wrapping around my collar, dragging me to a room of darkness, I knew my life was over before it ever began. “ - Olive Junkshire

“ That man called him a Devil, but I always believed he was a fallen angel, clutching at the clouds with human fingers trying to find anything to stop him from falling regretful through the atmosphere of his sorrow. “ - Olive Junkshire

“ Maybe there aren't any heroes, maybe there aren't any villains, just people who took different god damn paths. “ - Ashelice Curt

“ I'm not a saint, but maybe I'm halfway there." - Ashelice Curt

“ Monsters are always human, they always have the kindest smiles, but they wear grins with bullet fangs, silver revolver glistening like death in the smile of a rich beast. “ - Ballen Morfellos

“ He wears my pain like a jacket, his sins hiding just underneath his sleeve, darkness nestled inside the fabric of my hurt, but I'll wear his pain like a fucking bullet grin. And as he stares down the barrel of my revolver, will he plead guilty and ask for mercy, or will he stand like a statue and greet his death with insanity bleeding from his forehead? “ - Bellerose Kivinstein

“ I was human, once. It was beautiful, the way the flowers recoiled and withered as I stepped into the garden, how the trees howled in pain as I scratched human claws against their bark. I am not life, my friend, but the opposite of it. “ - Bezeltorren

“ Truth is we're all a mosaic 'a all the people we've met and all the things we been, so as this light shines through me I know I'll always be somethin' beautiful, won' I? “ - Rosaline North

“ Some men like ta call 'emselves coyotes howlin' in the dark, and once I met a man in the forests who called himself just another animal, biting and barking at anythin' that gave him a reason. But ya know what? If he's jus' another animal, then I'll be jus' another got damn hunter. “ - Rosaline North

“ I've been goin' knuckle ta knuckle with evil men ever since I stared me rage ridden father in the eye, and so as I stumbled through life in a haze, wonderin' when I'd find myself in the eye of some bloody peace, Hymond caught me in 'is arms and danced with me in a storm 'a peace and love ever aching. That man is brave as all hell, and with his heart scarred and fragile in me hand, I kiss his wounds and stitch the scars in 'is mind together so we can always dance so beautifully.” - Cleopatra Peterson

“ I'd never met a soul so brave and beautiful until my eyes met her steely gaze. “ - Samantha Robertson

“ The world ain't wicked, but people sure as shit can be." - Samantha Robertson

“ I'm not the best man in the world, I've killed, I've cheated at cards and gotten people hurt, but at least I'm halfway fucking decent. For Naomi holds my fragile and scarred heart with a smile that saves the goodness inside of me. When she holds my hand, and tells me with my scarred and rough hands she trusts me completely, I know that I'll be okay despite the murder and rage that nestles in between the cracks of my ribcage. She is my peace, and I will do whatever it takes to keep her in my heart. So with my sin etched bones I pray that God is forgiving to he who has a kind, yet murder scarred heart. “ - Perov Teras

“ With a heart so stained, and a mind so scarred, I walk this path knowing it is Hell I deserve, but alas, Naomi says God forgives he who fights for the side of the right, and so I pray to every God listening to this poor broken soul that for once in my God forsaken life, I do not stray left of this path I tread on tattered tap dancing shoes." - Perov Teras

“ I am a fragile beast, please, spare me of the point end of your blade, I was never savage, only weak and frail, hiding in a corner of my mind so dark it'd turn any star into a shadow. “ - Beverly Himisear

“ I can look deep into the eyes of who I am and find someone I'm not swimming in my dark pupils, and as I recoil and wither in the sight of who I've become, I must ask why fate vowed against the troubled girl. “ - Beverly Himisear

“ I suppose this is all I can ever be, and so with sorrow lurking in my chest, sitting there fragile and gentle like a forgotten toy in a chest of more loved dolls, I rust away into something forgotten by time and me. “ - Beverly Himsear

“ As my brothers went disappearing in the night, I didn't know if I'd ever be okay again, cuz in truth, they were my heroes, and without them I felt so lost. But as Rebelle takes me by the hand and tells me we'll make it through all the treachery, I know I'll be okay. With them I feel so safe, and as they squish my widdle cheeks and calls me their cute little gremlin, I know that I couldn't possibly be more in love then I am. “ - Marine Scoviney

“ Its been such a better place since they came along, and as they kiss me gently under the light of the sun, I feel my heart burst with colors that only exist in the mind and soul. “ - Marine Scoviney

“ Oh I was just another starving question, but my answer was always dark and twisted, a decaying little rose in the dying cracks of emptiness and pain. So as I stalk these fields, cigar on my lip bursting sparks and chaos from my lip, dare you trifle with a dead man walkin'? “ - Borat Coolraymo

“ My friend, a skinny and starving boy is easy prey for a lion, and so I had ta become somethin' other then the rabbit, standing daintily in the field of wolves who intimidated the lion. So, I grew into my red fur, ripping into my skin, becomin' something less then human as I arose from my coffin a beast of a different kind. I ain't just some skinny and starvin' boy of Africa no more brother, I'm a red lion of the O'Connel outlaws, and as I grin, blood on my teeth, you best know it ain't mercy I'm firing from my revolver. “ - Borat Coolraymo

“ I wasn't born for peace, but maybe I can fight for it. I can feel the colors bleeding from my soul like paint dripping down a canvas, and as I rock myself back and forth, asking myself why this world didn't protect me, I come to realize that the world never made anyone safe. Because the world is dangerous, and I learned that too young. “ - Bowie Hunton-Blather

“ I feel as if, as I roll in these sheets I'm sleepin' in a strangers bed, wonderin' where who I am went, but as these blankets wrap 'round my throat like a noose, I know this, is who I am, and from now on out, always will be. As the darkness encroaches upon my vision, and I fall inta the dark, I know that no matter what I do, I will not escape being this beast called Shawn Moot. So with tragedy in my veins, regretfully I continue ta be me. “ - Shawn Moot

“ I can hardly travel these lands of trouble without finding the edge of a blade, running my fingers over the metal as to bleed this man I'm not from my finger tips. But I'm skin, I'm bone, I'm thoughts and withering roses, but the one thing I'm not, and never fucking will be, is Shawn Moot, and that, is perhaps the greatest tragedy of all." - Shawn Moot

“ I was just a wild gal, dancing at clubs and bars, wondering where my life went, but perhaps that too, was life. Living wild and free, trying to find someone to make my colors burst like fireworks booming in the night sky. I met him in a bowling alley, striking down pins with his buddies, and as I caught his eye, I wondered if perhaps that was life I was staring at. Sure, we had our troubles, we had our hardships, we had breaks, and we had fights. But in the end, I don't think I'd want anyone's heart but Rolando's in my gentle hands. “ - Bridget Shontell

“ My life has been troubled, I've met a man who barked at car lights and shadows, looking for any reason to bite, but I've also met peace in the eyes of a goofy and highly stupid guy who makes me laugh uncontrollably. “ - Bridget Shontell

“ Once upon a time I told myself I'd never dance again, but as she beckons me to the spotlight and tells me this dance would be her pleasure, I follow her, swaying gently back and forth into the light with a pained smile creeping up the corners of my lip. “ - Alexandria Hartman

“ As she dances fingers against my scars and tells me she loves me, I know that somewhere in this heart is a flame, sparking for a revolution against the darkness in me. But alas, I have always been a moth drawn to her own fucking flame, sparking up cigarettes in hope to find the light that draws me ever nearer to my demise on a golden sunrise. “ - Alexandria Hartman

“ I've been faced with trouble all my life, smoking cigars wonderin' if these sparks would be enough ta keep me warm, but they never was brother, they never was. “ - Wesley Kamstool

“ A good friend of mine once said that we're all just tryin' to be somebody, and maybe the fact that we're striving for that, means we've already grasped it. But I've always been a ghost, a grave etched with no name, and so am I really someone, or have I always been a lonely no one, sitting on the edge of a cigar, rising from it like the smoke of a dying man's breath? “ - Wesley Kamstool

“ Perhaps as life looks at me with sorrowed eyes, she mourns for the man who never lived, but if she could dance her fingers against my cold cheek, would she find Spring and Summer blossoming in my broken smile? Or would she find Winter and decaying bones ripping through my chest? Maybe she wouldn't find a man, but rather a ghost pretending ta be one. “ - Wesley Kamstool

“ Perhaps this grave of war and old gunshots is all I can really ever be. “ - Bri Calzato

“ All these scars have killed me ever so gently, and as I'm laid in the soil next to the worms and moles, I must wonder if this is what it means, to be alive. But this is no life I've lived, it's been death, disguised as the greater good. “ - Bri Calzato

“ I yearn for the gentle touch of someone who'll love me, battle scars and all, for maybe love would heal the wounds sitting idle on my breath, but these scars are roots dug deep into my heart, wrapping around my ribcage until I can hardly breathe without pieces of dirt and pain ripping themselves from out my throat. “ - Bri Calzato

“ I honestly fear I am nothing but a bullet cased grave, etched with a name that is not quite my own, and as I trace my fingers over the words and numbers that tell me when and how I died, I get this haunting feeling that I've never really lived. As if I am a ghost, haunting her own lonely little grave where all the flowers and roses came to wither and fade like me." - Bri Calzato

“ I'm caught in this war I wage in my mind, traveling this labyrinth of scars that sit in the hallway of my brain like sorrowed questions never to be answered by this heartbeat, and as I wade gently in these waters, they start flowing red with blood that has not ever been my own. “ - Brooke Woodward

“ With our blades we charge, but alas, as we swing them our hearts become blackened ash of a dying willow tree, and we have always been standing underneath the shade. “ - Brooke Woodward

“ My heart is such a long maze, and as I traverse through its shadows I wonder whom would so care to travel alongside me, for this dark place is a part of me, and to love me means you too, must be dark. “ - Brooke Woodward

“ I have come to the horrifying conclusion that we simply aren't human, anymore. We're little more than beasts, ripping at the seers threadwork fabric set before us, we follow blindly into destiny with hearts of steel and gnashing teeth, and gently, ever so gently the seers cut us from thread and watch us fall down ever so down into a hole of our own inhumanity. Perhaps this is their way of punishing us. For we poisoned the garden with our wicked hearts, asking why all the roses turned black, and why the daffodils withered and died. “ - Brooke Woodward

“ Ya know, as those two people fell in spurts of red and my misery, I knew I wasn't ever gonna be the same, so at the cost of another boy's peace, I protected my own. But I guess murder never gave peace to anyone, huh? It hides in the cracks of your heart, and as it sits there like a forgotten secret, you know it'll always be the blood ya bleed. “ - Bruce Willingfell

“ My sons tell me they love me, they say I'm their hero, Ragnar says as I accepted him as the king he is instead 'a the princess the world tried ta make him, he knew I would always be a hero ta me. And Jaspel would always smile, and say I'm a good father. But they don't know the murder in my heart, the secret bloodstains in my ribcage. “ - Bruce Willingfell

"The world never betrayed me brother, but you did." - Ralph Artvaina

"Once upon a time I wished upon shooting stars, asking for the mercy of my decaying, bruised and ugly heart. But alas, I found wishes never come true, and so here I sit, heartless." - Hartman Brokedallo

"You know, I've had too many mother's ta count, too many black toothed bloodied knuckled father's ta speak each individual name of the fists that broke me down ta tears and bone. I ain't never had family, every brother I ever had pushed me down flights 'a stairs and called me an outcast of his family. Every sister stabbed me in the fuckin' back, but when I get ta lookin' ta people who ain't known me for all that long, and I see some sense of, redemption swimmin' in the river of their pupils, I get ta wonderin' if family is found in ghosts and people mercy failed." - Ralph Artvaina

"I stared her eye ta eye, and I can't say I found a human swimmin' in them blackened, decaying pupils." - Ralph Artvaina

"I think I died the day I stared mercy dead in the eye and said, "This just ain't no truthful sort of matter." - Ralph Artvaina

"Justice isn't something we can change the definition of. If you twist the words and tangle the truths, you can't call it justice, all you can really do is call it what it is. A stone cold lie based in cruelty, and an agenda." - Hartvorth Devilsky

"Circumstance pushes people a helluva lot more than trust." - Darmina Lightsworth

"It is only in death I feel the presence of life." - Vokens Samtino

"If life is not an adventure, I'd much rather do something other than live." - Lewis Kifle

"Every once and awhile, God must let Lucifer roam earth as a reminder that not all in this world is beautiful." - Royal Hondros

"The heart that loves, perhaps, is the one that breaks." - Lukell Calderi

"I have found that she is not a garden, as those wither. She is not the sun, for it sinks, nor is she the moon, nor the stars, for her beauty and grace is unfaltering, and as I see her warrior's smile, I know that perhaps to be alone with her in this maze of my heart is not such a damning fate." - Brooke Woodward

"In that old revolver of secrets and the sins of a ghost, I met the darkness in me and walked willingly into the decay of my own broken heart." - Callina Troubrewskey

"He's a stain on my heart I don' wanna see go." - Dori Thievesmire

"To become something a little less than yourself is the loneliest achievement of all. And as I sit here, in a corner of my heart, I come to realize how lonely I really am." - Harpwrit Thievesmire

"If my heart was a chord, a melody of seven strings, I don't think anyone would care to listen." - Alckoline Thievesmire

"I looked at the world through a dead man's point of view, and came to realize death is not so peaceful after all. To sit lonely in your casket with the worms and bastards would be such a sorrowful sort of damnation." - Elfine Thievesmire

"Inside of me something real started to grow like a cancer, blossoming from my chest." - Myka Thievesmire

"I'd never claimed to meet death until I looked into the eyes of a Devil, who with a crooked and wicked grin tore his children, along with all whom knew them kicking and screaming from a garden of Eden." - Devanhue Connor

"Screw that destiny shit, take hold of your reigns, kid, don't lose control like I did. Cuz the only fate I can imagine that's worse than being me, is becoming me." - Denzel Thievesmire

"I'm one strike away from death, kid. Don't go damnin' yourself ta this fate of dead end home runs and hollow bones." - Denzel Thievesmire

"I can sense the death of identity in your smile, Rupen. Dare you place it in the tips of my fingers, only to watch it flitter away like cinders from my cigarette?" - Rucarlo Devinski

"Evil where's the face of the every day man." - Clarice Sanchez

"Aching and gentle I lost my heart. It was a cruel melancholy tune, drifting through the skies like a soft cinder, and as I reached for it with greedy paws, it slipped like water between my fingers." - Maxadellas Zonestrame

"It is not so easy, finding who you are in hiding echoes." - Camilla Davidson

"If you are loving, my father, give me all I had back and beg for forgiveness from the man peace never seemed to know. But I suppose you can not give me graves without grief." - Alastair Sambridge

"Here I sit, like sacrilege on my tongue." - Alastair Sambridge

"A grave is creeping up the corners of your sorrowed eyes." - Royal Hondros

"It is always Winter, in my ribcage." - Benjamin Samahil

"If she were to dig her fingers into the essence of my heart, I fear all she'd find is a dark shadow of who I am. And as tar and crimson spills between the fingers of the pure, does the kind become cruel? Does the loved become the hated?" - Benjamin Samahill

"I died long before I met you, you simply shoveled dirt in an already decaying casket." - Benjamin Samahill

"I met a man in the dying lights of my faith, and with an almost, life saving smile he changed the bulbs." - Rhys Breeze

"I am an extant form of man, no more am I Benjamin Samahill, just the vessel in which he once lived." - Benjamin Samahill

"I lay my hand on a Bible and it withers like the mercy in my heart." - Antonio Sharp

"Some people will take their bows and their arrows and catch fire to the flint headstones of death sitting idle on the wood of their instrument of murder. Some people will always crave chaos, but a true warrior craves peace, above all else." - Enzvilina Harbrita

"That woman dances with a ghost and expects to find something living beating inside her heart." - Hoshino Akinori

"Pieces 'a his reflection become marred with mine." - Sandro Colorfeid

"Is it really madness if it brings you peace?" - Moores Thomas

"My brother once said he was a rabid Stoneshire dog, and it's with fear dripping down the notches of my spine I say, I'm a blood hungry Stoneshire wolf." - Mackton Stoneshire

"Every man who's lain dead at my feet haunts me, but, with a badge on my chest and a heart that rarely feels, I pull another trigger and call it justice." - Vayton Camilo

"In a kill or be killed world, I must regretfully call myself more then a grave." - Vayton Camilo

"My brother looks at me with human eyes, but it's hate tangled in his love for his own life that makes him something less then the man I knew." - Marvin Grudges

"You ever look at yourself through the lens of someone you know and realize, you ain't never been the good guy?" - Marvin Grudges

"In the gunfire smoke of another day, I traverse through the heart of war, wondering if it beats inside my ribcage." - Ulysses Tenbarge

"It's not life that kills people, it's not cruelty or the sea. Trust in strangers and people with kind smiles has killed more men then I've ever watched go down in sprays of red mortality." - Narthal Vormalew

"I met cruelty in the eyes of a widow, heart bared black on her empty sleeve." - Dante Dunbar

"I don't understand the fundamental roots of evil, all that I know is, I'm swingin' from 'em." - Dante Dunbar

"They stood still at his grave, like vultures, who knew their job was done." - Sarvel Humington

“ You want protection, right? You wanna make a name for yourself in the notches of history? Then come with me, cause this town is full of crooks and broke back cheats, we're all reapers here, so let me give ya your damn scythe." - Sarvel Humington

"Tell me somethin' kid, if a man can look death eye ta eye every day of his God forsaken life, what do you think he'll do when faced with life?" - Sarvel Humington

"I was like a wet cat, scratchin' and tearin' at anything that got damn near two inches 'a me. And god damn brother, something about that chaos just killed me." - Sarvel Humington

"I would watch for monsters under your bed, child. You have no idea what hides in the wake of nightmares and dreams." - Mizella Shrew

“ You can't jump into the casket of secrets and expect it not to close." - Moores Thomas

“ Sometimes there's a little monster prowling in the depths of our mind, he stamps his little feet, always wearing a cute little frown, but don't let that grumpiness inside of him get to your heart, because that's when it gets real difficult to exorcise this nasty little monster who holds you down. “ - Krystie Shontell

“ am caught in a bad dream, except every time I close my eyes, I escape it. If only for a mere night, I escape my mind. I've never been able to dream, really. My mind doesn't conjure images for me to see, well, in a sense it does, just not in the sense that I dream. I can picture a meadow of grass, I can picture the nights of terror, I can picture the darkness inside of my mind, but I don't particularly dream. I hit the pillow and wake up. And on the rare occasion that I do dream, it is my mother I see in the dark. “ - Zachariah Rinderez

“ I am a king without his crown, wondering why his kingdom ever followed him into battle. “ - Bardzimi Collingwood

“ They call this strange land, New York city, they say it's filled to the brim with corruption, evil spilling from the side of the glass. “ - Russel Cormelius

“ You can deny the innate desire within to hunt down those who kicked you down, but is it really worth it, to let your enemies escape and watch as they continue their ways? As they say, be merciful to the cruel and you're cruel to the merciful. “ - Pascal Von Reddix

#writing #characters #dialogue #author #coollines #characterdevelopment #characterwriting

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Anon said: what are your favorite fun facts about each of your ocs?

I don’t think you understand how LONG of an answer this is gonna be but ,,,, 

o k a y 

Note: I have 53 Ocs attached to this blog SO this is going under a readmore lmao (yes this took me three days to answer, shhhhh)

Also, these aren’t all my ‘favorite’ fun facts; they’re just ....normal fun facts because wow i  dont have favorites lmao

Alice ( Alice in Wonderland )

She drinks at least two cups of tea day.

Akemi ( Big Hero 6 )

No matter how good she is at computers, she still messes up long division  

Alyssa ( Seuss )

She cuts her own hair, but never more than a trim.

Amber ( Trolls )

She has a scar on her feet from a bee sting.

Annella ( J&tcch )

She’s made her own glasses for her to wear in her cat form.

April ( Mia & Me )

Her main pet snake is named Sup

Ares ( Harry Potter )

She has a pencil on her no matter what her outfit or anything 

Arlo ( Dt17 )

Has a scar on his left hand on his thumb’s knuckle. Doesn’t know how he got it.

Ash ( Dt17 )

Ash stole one of donald’s shirts and made it into a pillow case

Aspen ( Otgw )

Her outfit in the unknown does not match her outfit outside of it. No I will not explain further.

Aura ( Atla )

Always wears her hair up; but it goes almost to her knees when it is down.

Aurore ( Dt17 )

She normally wears chunky heels.

Ava ( Supernatural )

She has a card that says she is legally allowed to have her crossbow on her at all times. She keeps it in her shoe that way she always has it.

Bai ( Raya )

He has a necklace with Sisu on it; they’re more common than I think raya realized

Beck (Phineas and Ferb)

Has a butterfly clip she keeps in her pocket

Bianca ( Frozen )

She has a higher tolerance for the cold due to being frozen for so long

Bo ( Jwcc )

His spirit guide is a Compy; hence why Arrow took such a liking to him

Crevan ( Hunger Games )

Has a southern accent in modern verses, but lacks an accent in her default verse

Caelan ( Ever After High )

Has a small birthmark that sorta looks like an arrow if you squint.

Candy Hearts ( Mlp )

Is part deer and part pony. She tried to find her birth parents to no avail 

Caramel Cosmos ( Mlp )

Instead of snapping to use her chaos powers, she taps her hoof

Caroline ( Strange Magic )

Her wings let off a gentle pink glitter. It’s similar to love potion in looks.

Cheshire ( Fandomless )

They have many tattoos; including all four suits somewhere on their body

Clarke Navada ( Arthur Christmas )

She replaces the mistletoe on her shirt every three days to keep it fresh

Constance ( Poto )

If ya can’t tell, her and Christine look a lot alike. However, they do not act the same at all, except for their passion and drive

Cyra ( Animaniacs )

Is she just a recolor of yakko? Maybe. But she was never meant to be. Her animator was just really tired of designing and under a lot of pressure by that point

Derek ( Fandomless )

His fiancé died and he blames himself :) Also he has a flask with their name on it

Elliot ( Animaniacs )

Really wants to fly. Has a slight fear of heights. 

Eros ( Descendents)

They do have some wonderland magic to them, but their charm and ability to get people to do stuff for them is just their natural ability. It’s not magic.

Felix ( Camp Camp )

Carries a pocket knife on him at all times. Yes, even in his PJs

Gabby ( Treasure Planet )

Has an older brother & a younger sister. Neither of which realize that she is such a major criminal. 

Gisel (  Ladybug  )

Has a habit of omitting the truth in order to not lie. She will allow people to draw what should be obvious conclusions from what she says, although the obvious conclusion is never the right conclusion

Hatter ( Fandomless )

Tends to speak in riddles, but honestly, no one knows why. Not even he knows why he does.

Jacklyn ( Tim Burton/horror )

You can see her lungs through her ribs! Because while her skin and muscle has begun to dissipate, her organs have not! 

Jordan ( Supernatural )

Always has a cloth tucked into her jeans pocket to use incase she needs it

Katie ( Penn Zero )

Does not have a tail like her father, but does have red eyes like him! 

Killian Jr ( Tangled )

The streak of teal in his hair is natural, and he has his father’s freckles too

Kit ( Animaniacs )

Subtitles appear when they speak in a different language than English. ( Even then, sometimes subtitles will appear for that too)

Lore ( Seuss )

She sewed all of her own clothes ! 

Mica ( Steven Universe )

Has no scars or birthmarks! 

Morty ( Rick and Morty Inspired )

Carries a full eyeshadow palette in his backpack

Nobody ( Seuss )

Anything relating to JoJo is my favorite. but also since i doubt anyone is reading this far; Nobody’s birthname was Mollie Noel Joy. Nobody doesn't know this.

Nia ( Supernatural )

She still has her wings, and her grace. Although, she never uses her angelic powers.

Petal ( Httyd )

Her full name is Petronilla ! 

Rita ( Gravity Falls )

like her father, she keeps a journal. However, hers is less scientific and more personal.

Sahar ( Fandomless )

The first ghost she communicated with was when she was three! 

Seine ( Animal Crossing/nitw, Horror )

Keeps the door to their basement locked with two padlocks

Skyler ( Horror )

Keeps three backup chargers on them

Sunny ( Rotg )

She has a faint glow to her that will change tint from red to yellow to orange depending on her feelings

Tj ( Camp Camp )

It’s real candy in their hair that they glued in with a hot glue gun

Valerie ( Dt17 )

Doesn’t know that donald has that thing with his voice until season 2

Walker ( Horror )

His eyes are yellow, and they reflect like cat’s

Wild Princess ( Adventure Time )

If she were to ever be completely rid of the crown, she’d die from radiation poisoning 

Willow (trolls)

Lost her sight in her one eye during the escape from the troll tree

Xia (White Snake)

She smokes human essence not actual smoke 

#HEY I'M HOME? || MAX ANSWERS; #tw long post

[concealeddarkness13]

WHG 15 Post-Games Brains and Brawn Part 4

This is a day or two after part 3! Tagging: @sparkles-and-hens, @knmartinshouldbewriting, @maple-writes (also thanks for Skyler!), @pen-of-roses, @thoughts-of-nora, and @ratracechronicler!

Churi was looming over me as Triel’s crew was being tortured behind me. I jumped up, trying to get around him, but he just pushed me back down and grabbed my hair. He pulled me up by my hair and laughed. “You think you could escape again? You fool girl. You’re my property. I won’t ever let you go, and anyone who tries to protect you will be destroyed.”

I scratched at him, tried to loosen his grip, but he just kept laughing and laughing…

I woke up with a gasp and sat up. Shit. It had just been a nightmare, but I still sat there, hunched over, shaking. Churi would never leave me alone. I would never be free of him. Sobs escaped my lips, and I curled up on myself tighter. Was I just endangering everyone more by being here? I was a liability. I couldn’t even fight to defend anyone. I was useless.

The door cracked open, and I grabbed my knife that was under my pillow. Until I noticed that it was just Skyler. But why did he open the door? Was there trouble? I lowered my knife and quickly wiped my eyes to get rid of any traces of tears. “What’s going on? Is everything okay?”

He stared at me. “Uh, you tell me.”

Oh shit. He had heard me. I frowned. “What? I’m fine.”

“You think I’m an idiot?” Double shit.

Time to distract. I set my jaw. “What are you doing up anyway?”

He leaned against the doorframe. “I…I couldn’t sleep.” Sounded like he had bad dreams too.

I nodded. “Me neither…But just because I had too much caffeine. Do you want to walk it out?” I needed to get my mind off the nightmare anyway.

He nodded back. “I know somewhere nice.”

Oh boy! I jumped up. This would be awesome! A nice distraction.

He led me out of the building and down a few blocks to an actual airship! I had been on Triel’s, but seeing another one would be awesome! I smiled and just stared at it.

“This is ours.” He opened the door and hopped in, turning around to help me get in. Which was probably good, since I wouldn’t be able to do that on my own with my leg injuries.

Once we were inside, I grinned and ran my hands along the walls. “It’s beautiful.”

“Thanks.” He closed the door behind me. “Volt says she stole it years ago.”

“That’s awesome!” Wait. I paused and frowned a little. “Wait, how do you steal an airship? Isn’t it kind of hard to hide it well?”

He shrugged. “I don’t know. She and Rick won’t talk about it very much.” He led the way into the cockpit where he sat down and checked some of the gauges. “Paint? I never asked.”

Paint was probably correct. I watched him for a little bit and cocked my head. I didn’t know anything about airships. “What are you checking for?”

“There was something wrong with the ventilation system a while ago, but it seems to be holding up now.” He got up and stretched. “I can show you around.”

Awesome! I grinned. “Thanks! I love airships! I just don’t know much about them, so I might ask dumb questions.”

He smiled. “It’s not that big so it won’t take long.” He brought me to a room that had a table and some couches. It looked so cozy! “This is the living room, and there’s a little kitchen off over that way.” He pointed to a doorway off to the side.

Damn. I hadn’t realized it, but I was hungry. “Ooh! Is there popcorn? I tried it earlier, and it’s now my favorite food.”

“Maybe?” He ducked into the kitchen and came back with a bag of the awesome stuff, and he handed it to me. “Don’t know how long it’s been here.”

“Holy shit,” I whispered. I stuffed some in my mouth and smiled. It was sweet! I hadn’t eaten sweet popcorn before. I offered some to him. He had to try it.

He took some, but he made a face after he ate it. How could he do that about such an awesome food? “This must have been Rick’s. He likes sweet things more than I do.” Oh. Understandable. He waved me on, and we kept walking.

We walked through a narrow hallway with doors on either side. Skyler pointed out the rooms as we walked. “This is Volt’s room, and this is Rick’s, and this one is storage…” He paused in front of a room at the end of the hallway. “And this one’s mine.” He opened the door to a small, cozy room. “I think it used to be more storage or some kind of prep area since the hatch to the cargo hold and engine rooms are in the corner here.” He nodded at a hatch in the floor in the far corner.

The engines! That was so cool! I grinned. “This is awesome! It’s so small and safe.” I walked over to inspect the hatch. “I’ve never seen the engines of an airship before. Shine doesn’t let me down there.” I glanced over at him, trying to plead with my eyes.

It must have worked. “Just don’t fuck with anything.” He opened up the hatch and led the way down the ladder. We passed through a mostly empty cargo hold before we made it into a room with tons of machines.

I grinned. “This is awesome!” I yelled the last word to hear it reverberate against the machines. “I can’t believe this is all it needs to fly! I’d never want to come down.”

He didn’t say anything for a moment. “Have you uh, ever flown in one?”

“A little in Triel’s, but I’ve only been with her for a month. I hadn’t thought it would last that long with how much the Shades were hunting me. But Triel had covered her tracks well.” I paused as I rubbed at the scars from my time with the Shades. Why was I even saying this? But I still continued. “I didn’t think I’d ever escape them again this last time.”

“We can take a short flight, if you want. It’s probably best to get it running since it’s been a while.”

I grinned, pushing the other thoughts away. “That would be amazing! I love flying! Thanks!”

He led me back to the cockpit and pointed at another seat, while he sat in the seat he had been in before. “Don’t touch anything.” I sat down as he mumbled something to himself while he started up the airship. I just stared as the airship lifted up, high above the Capitol. It was amazing! The Capitol just looked like a group of glittering lights in the darkness.

He glanced over at me. “What do you think?”

I couldn’t stop staring at the Capitol. “It’s beautiful. I never thought the Capitol could look beautiful. But it does from above.”

“It’s nicer from here.” The airship started to gently move forward, and I grinned wider. This was just so amazing! I couldn’t stop staring at the world below.

At least until he spoke again. “What happened with the shades?”

Shit. I froze for a bit before I smiled over at him. “What do you mean? I’m not scared of shade.”

He frowned, his eyes flitting to where my scars were. Double shit. “You know what I meant.”

Well, I had to explain now. I opened my mouth to do so a few times, but I couldn’t find my voice for a bit. “They—they took me when I was a child and gave me this stupid magic. And then tortured me when I ‘had the gall’ to fight back against their control. I only just escaped a few months ago. And then I had to go back as a victor, and they took me back.” My voice was getting faster and faster as I spoke. “And I fucked everything up because if I could have just not let the crew know what was going on, they would have forgotten about me and helped rescue everyone else instead.” I stopped myself and tensed. I had said way the hell too much. He hadn’t asked me for my life story. “I’m sorry. You don’t really care.” I looked away from him, back out at the Capitol.

It took him a bit to say anything. “I…I do. Care, I mean,” he mumbled. “That’s…A lot.”

I swallowed hard. Why the hell would he care? “Well…thanks for caring. And…I had a nightmare about them. That’s why I was up. Not because of caffeine.”

He nodded out of the corner of my eye, pausing again before he spoke. “Yeah. Me too.”

Sometimes, it felt good to talk about things. And I could not confirm nor deny if that was the case for me this time. But I wanted to offer the opportunity to him. I glanced over at him. “Do you want to talk about it?”

He stiffened and hesitated, and when he spoke, it was even quieter than before. “My mother handed me over to Indigo one day and I thought she was just taking me for a few days but then she told me what was going on and her people came and took me and kept me in a little room and I didn’t know what was going to happen.” He took a long, shaky breath. Shit. I couldn’t imagine that. “I don’t remember a lot. I figured out they put something in my food to keep me easier to handle but they were still rough, and mean and scary.”

What could I say to that? Comfort wouldn’t be any help. And I sucked at comfort anyway. I sucked in a breath. “I couldn’t imagine that,” I whispered. Churi had always been honest about what he was going to do. That was the one thing I could say about him that was positive in a twisted way. “I really will punch her in the face if I see her again.”

“Most of the time they would talk about me but not really to me like I was more of a thing, or maybe a pet.” He glanced at me. “They didn’t cut me up like you though so I don’t know. There’s that.”

Comparing pain? Nah. I wasn’t going to let that happen. “At least they had always been pretty honest in what they were going to do to me. So, there’s that.” I stared at the Capitol and crossed my arms. It didn’t look so pretty anymore. “But I understand being treated as not human. Churi would always call me his property.”

He cringed at my last sentence. “I think the only reason they didn’t hurt more than they did was so they didn’t leave marks.” He started mumbling. “A few of them would say things like I’d be worth a lot more than others because I was pretty, handsome when I grew up.”

That reminded me of Meras picking out one kid who had grown up to be pretty by her standards. The Shades had just been calling him monster and boy before that, but she chose to name him Kallias only after he was pretty to her. I curled my lips in a snarl. “Sounds like Meras. Pieces of shit.”

He nodded as he had the airship turn gently. “Yeah, they were.”

We stayed silent, both staring out at the Capitol. But when I looked over at Skyler, he looked so upset. Was there a way to distract him from the bad thoughts? I ate some popcorn, trying to think, but then I glanced down at the popcorn and smiled a little. It was a good projectile. I aimed a piece at his head and threw it, hitting right on his forehead.

He looked over at me with a frown, and I shrugged. “I just thought you should have some more popcorn.” He just kept staring at me, but then he held out a hand for some popcorn.

I gave him some. But then I hit him again in the face with another popcorn.

He grinned mischievously back at me and yanked the controls, so that the airship took a sharp turn instead. I yelped and spilled some of the popcorn.

He laughed a little. “Don’t tell Volt I did that.”

I laughed back as I tried to clean up the popcorn. “I won’t. I deserved it anyway.”

He smiled as he leveled the airship again. “Actually, maybe don’t tell her we did this at all. I’m not really supposed to fly without her or Rick on board.”

I grinned back. “But you have me. Surely, I’m a responsible adult. Anyway, I think you’re doing awesome.”

He snorted. “Somehow I don’t think you qualify.”

I clutched my chest, as if he had hurt me. “Rude.” I paused and turned back to the Capitol. It was still pretty, just not as much as it had been. “But thanks. This is amazing.”

“Thanks for coming with me.” The hovercraft started slowing down as it got back to the place where it was. “And listening.”

“Same to you.” I held out a fist for him to fistbump. “Friends?”

He looked over at me with surprise, but then he smiled and fistbumped. “Yeah. Now be quiet while I land this thing.”

We got back down safely, and we walked back without saying anything. Sometimes, silence was fine without having to fill it.

#writeblr hunger games #writeblr #Nesri does not know the difference between airship and hovercraft #she just thinks everything is an airship

[ordinarymom1]

WHAT THE FUCK IS PRACTICAL MAGIC BECAUSE ITS ALREADY MY FAVORITE BOOK AND MOVIE AND IM READY FOR MORE

OMG 🤦🏼‍♀️

First- I love Practical Magic the book and movie. They’re my go to comfort book/movie. Apparently magical sisters committing murder to protect one another is comforting to me 🤷🏼‍♀️

However, Practical Magic the fanfic was the title an ancient Harry Potter fanfiction- like 20 yrs old ancient- that I wrote with my BFF in high school. We’ve been dabbling with all the original content we wrote, and that’s where the Mocha Manuscripts came from.

But Practical Magic the Harry Potter fanfic was my first. It’s pretty self-indulgent... but what the hell else should you write in high school!

Skyler threw herself across the train bench and sighed dramatically. Arianna attempted to shove her upper body off her for a moment before groaning,

“Really?” she questioned drily, “ You had to throw yourself across me? Why couldn’t you have thrown yourself across Ginny, or you know, like a normal person, sat on the empty half of the train bench?”

Skyler wriggled to get more comfortable using Arianna as a large pillow,

“Ginny is meaner than you, she would have shoved me off her by now. And who wants to sit on their own half of a train bench?”

Arianna rolled her eyes, and attempted to get more comfortable before trying to shove Skyler off her lap again,

“Come on, some help, Ginny?’”

Ginny snorted before holding her book up higher to avoid looking,

“Not a chance, use all that Chaser strength girl! Of course you should’ve avoided her in the first place. You’ll need to brush up on those reflexes if you think you’re going to be scoring at all this season.”

“SKY!” Arianna groaned trying to free her elbow enough to leverage the smirking blonde off her lap.

Skyler started to laugh and had just started to move when the train compartment door opened. Arianna glanced over and suddenly stood up, surprising Skyler enough that she tumbled to the floor, laughter cut off with an indignant gasp. Any reply she might have had was forestalled by the slightly breathless,

“Hey! Um, Hi... Harry,” Arianna said looking toward the smiling, dark-haired, bespectacled boy standing in the doorway.

“Hey, Ari!” He said drinking in her bright smile like a starving man looking at a meal, before glancing down and nodding at the other two girls, “Hi, Ginny... Sky.”

“How was the rest of your summer?”Arianna asked, tangling her fingers together behind her back. Skyler settled herself more comfortably on the floor and glanced between Arianna and Harry as if watching a Quidditch match. Ginny was more casual with her attention, by glancing casually over the top of her book.

“Same as usual, I suppose,” Harry shrugged, “I was glad to get your letters. Anything new happen since the last one?”

“Nope, same as always.” Arianna said with a shy smile.

Harry ran a hand through his hair, and paused awkwardly,

“So, the Quidditch team should be good this year, right?”

Arianna nodded,

“Of course, because we’ll be on it.”

“You’ll be on it,” Harry’s cheeks pinked slightly as he finished Arianna’s sentence.

Ginny arched an eyebrow at Skyler, who glanced again between the teens and stifled a smile, as the silence stretched out.

“Well,”

“So,”

Harry and Arianna both started talking at once, and trailed off looking at the other one. Skyler rolled her eyes and nudged Ginny’s legs before getting up to sit on the bench next to Ginny. Sky glanced over at Harry, and taking pity, decided to toss him a lifeline,

“So, Harry are you going to Hogsmede?”

“What? Oh, Hogsmede... yeah I’m going.” Harry said looking over at Skyler.

“Taking anyone?” Ginny interjected, finally putting her book down.

Harry glanced over at Arianna again,

“Umm well, I don’t know…” he trailed off.

Skyler practically burned holes in Arianna’s forehead as her friend avoided her gaze, and said nothing,

“Maybe you two should go together?” She said gesturing to Arianna and Harry, “Take a chance to catch up on what happened this summer. Come up with a Quidditch strategy, whatever.” She finished airlily.

Harry smiled brightly,

“That’s a good idea! Yeah.. that is if you want to, Ari?” He said looking hopefully at Arianna.

Arianna found herself smiling and nodding before she had even thought about moving,

“Of course! I mean, yeah... yes! That would be great.”

Harry ran a hand through his hair, and opened his mouth to reply, when they all heard his name echo down the hallway.

“Sounds like Ron is looking for you.” Ginny said laughing, as they could all hear Hermoine scolding Ron for yelling on the train.

Harry rolled his eyes, and leaned back to call out the door,

“In a minute! I’ll see you at Quidditch practice?” he said looking directly at Arianna who nodded, and then he ducked back out into the hallway closing the door behind him, cutting off Ron’s questions.

“Yeah, Harry, don’t worry, we’ll ALL be at practice,” Skyler snorted shaking her head.

“Yup, the rest of your chasers will be there to remind Arianna here that she can do more than nod and smile.” Ginny added nudging Arianna with her foot.

Arianna turned, as if in a daze, and slumped into her seat, throwing her arms open wide,

“I have a date.”

“Do you think she heard anything we said?” Ginny asked, looking at Skyler.

[skyler-bane]

SENSES & OTHER SPECIFIC HEADCANONS.

MUSE:  Skyler Bane

what does your muse smell like?

Shower gel, faded perfume scent (Calvin Klein Encounter), and pine needles and/or cinnamon essential oils. Sometimes also slight cannabis scent, for obvious reasons. Actually, Skyler's apartment smells quite alike - he uses similar fragrance oils (pine, cinnamon, cedarwood etc.) and fragrance diffusers.

what do your muse’s hands feel like?

He forgets about using hand creams unless his skin gets uncomfortably dry, so he uses it a few times a week but not every day. Throughout his first 3 months in London, he'd been redecorating and rearranging the apartment, which definitely made his skin drier than usual.  

what does your muse usually eat in a day?

Oh boy. For breakfast, he likes to have coffee with some more coffee and french toast with cheese, or with brown sugar and cinnamon butter when he's in the mood for something sweet. Peanut butter sandwiches, omelets, or oatmeals (savory or sweet) are ok too. Then, he usually has a few snacks (sometimes they're surprisingly healthy, like fruit or smoothie) before he finally orders pizza or spicy ribs for dinner. In his opinion, cooking is an absolute waste of time so Skyler relies on takeouts and eats a lot of junk food unless someone (translation: Effy, David, or Nadia) brings him some homecooked meal. He also likes his late-night Heineken or two.

does your muse have a good singing voice?

Neither good nor bad. He does sing in tune and has a good sense of rhythm, though (he plays the piano surprisingly well).

does your muse have any bad habits or nervous tics?

The list is so long... But! His worst bad habit is lying and being overly confident while making bad puns whenever he can. He often bites his lips or the inside of his cheek. When he's nervous, Bane rubs his neck or snaps his fingers quickly. He also uses way too many "darlings", "dears", and "sweethearts" in conversations and he swears a lot; a loud, strong FUCK being his ultimate favorite swear word.

what does your muse usually look like/wear?

Skyler hates formal wear and I guarantee you won't see him wearing anything that is elegant and doesn't count as comfy. He wears vintage/plain t-shirts in neutral colors, hoodies, leather jackets, and dark/classic jeans. In terms of accessories, Skyler has a large leather bag that his grandfather bought him - it remembers Skyler's college years much better than he does -  a  black and red watch (which is Casio G Shock MTG-B1000, to be precise), and he also likes to wear leather bracelets with metal details. He has a pair of his favorite worn-out black leather boots. Definitely.Some.Aviator.Sunglasses. Despite him not being a huge fan of sports, he also owns a few NY Knicks caps.

is your muse affectionate?  how much?  how so?

The relationship with his parents (or rather the lack of one) has influenced him significantly. He didn't know much about being affectionate or feeling loved until his grandparents had shown him what it truly meant. Bane might get affectionate from time to time but only around people he's close to, and even then he's far from getting super cuddly. More like 'a lot of shoulder patting' kind of stuff. Skyler hugs Effy quite often, sometimes he even kisses her forehead, but the most common form of expressing his love is usual sibling fights. He's never been in a serious relationship in his new storyline, so not much info for this category.

what position does your muse sleep in?

He usually works until late hours, then falls asleep still sitting at his desk. If some kinda miracle happens and he actually does go to bed, he sleeps on his side or on his belly, hugging a pillow. His sleeping habits are bad in general and Skyler doesn't get his 8 hours of sleep too often, to be honest.

could you hear your muse in the hallway from another room?

If he's angry? YES. Other than that, he’s not a loud type of person. I can also think of one more situation when his neighbors might get mad, but I think we're talking about conversations and stuff like that here, right?

tagged by: @voxvulgi , thanks! <3

tagging: @uxwantedheirs , @innxcentfaces , @historypowered , @historiesandmemories , @ghostsandmirrors , @warrioroflondonbelow , @ericbrandonrp , @a-kitten-with-claws , @angedansant & @you

#hc:skyler #answered #posting memes because it's a nice break in the world full of work

[yrpspiritsintheshadows]

Cooling Down

Cooling Down

Carmen had been waiting for Ejij, her computer set up in the family room that overlooked the deck near the driveway.  It was getting late though. Even late by investigation standards.

He’s never been gone till three.

Carmen fidgeted with her necklace, glancing down at the driveway again. This wasn’t like her husband. Especially when he had papers to grade in the morning.

“Please, be okay…”

I know this one had some bad memories for us… but they’d text me if something was wrong… Right?

Her hands went from her necklace to wrapping her arms around her midsection.

Bright lights rushed past her head, her hand gripping tightly at her husband’s hand as he tried to keep up with the medical staff.

“Don’t worry, I promise I’m gonna be right there. I’m right here.” 

“Eiji…”

He gave her a reassuring look, trying to hide the fear in his eyes.

“I love you.”

He’s always trying to take care of people. Even put up with having to be by my head during my c-section… 

I just want to be there for him too.

It wasn’t long after that the van pulled up. She watched as Eiji bid the team goodbye before heading up the deck.

She didn’t even give him a chance to open the door as she flung it open for him. His tired eyes met hers as he stepped inside the house.

“Hey…” He whispered.

“Hey…” Carmen frowned, cupping his cheek. “You okay?”

Eiji shook his head, bringing his arms around her.

“I don’t wanna talk about it.” He whispered, keeping her close. He was just relieved to be home, away from all that nonsense.

It had been a hard night.

Carmen stroked his back, concerned at how exhausted he really was. 

“Let’s go upstairs. Get you into bed.”

“Okay…” Eiji followed her upstairs, keeping quiet as they walked down the hall. He peered into Ken’s room, seeing the boy was fast asleep, huddled close to Okami. 

Safe and sound.

He peered into Hikaru’s room, finding the teen halfway off his bed but soundly asleep from the way he was breathing.

“That can't be comfy.” He remarked as Carmen peered in after, giggling a bit.

“Oh, Hika…”

“I got him.” Eiji went in, lifting him back into his bed. Hikaru churred a little in his sleep, nuzzling into his pillow.

Eiji smiled softly, stroking his hair.

“Dream on.” He tucked him, back in, before going back to Carmen. She had a warm look in her eyes, cupping his cheeks.

“You’re such a dad.” She whispered, kissing him quickly.

He smiled sheepishly, kissing her forehead.

“I can’t help it… Is Hideki…?”

“Already checked on him. All curled up in a ball and asleep.”

Eiji nodded, touching his forehead to hers.

“Sorry.”

“Stop being so silly. You’re worried about them.”

“Not that… Sorry… I didn’t listen to you.” 

Carmen frowned, pulling him into their bedroom, closing the door.

“Why? Because you wanted to help someone with an object they didn’t know was haunted?” 

Eiji shook his head, changing into his night clothes before nearly collapsing into the bed. 

“No… because it turns out, she made it haunted herself. Carmen, she was using a spirit board and knowingly didn’t close the portal.”

Carmen froze up before getting into bed with him.

“Eiji… That’s horrible!” She looked him over. “Are you alright? Did anything-”

“Only Skyler got attacked. We cleansed the house, closed it up… and dealt with an old foe..” Eiji closed his eyes tightly, curling up next to her. “I said I didn’t wanna talk about it but… It keeps haunting me.”

Carmen laid beside him, resting a hand on his side.

“Eiji, you can tell me anything.”

Eiji buried his face into her hair, his shoulders shaking. He had been fine leaving the house… but after, it took everything to hold it together until he got home. 

He thought it didn’t hurt him anymore. After twenty years, he thought he was an expert at keeping things to himself about it.

“Carmen… I…” He shook his head, eyes stinging. 

“Shh….” She stroked his side a little, kissing his forehead. “You’re okay. It’s okay mi amor. You don’t have to.”

“It was the spirit that attacked me when I was a kid. The idiot who hired us managed to summon THAT ghost.” 

Carmen’s eyes widened in alarm, before hugging her husband tightly.

“Oh, oh, oh Eiji…”

Eiji closed his eyes tightly, biting his lip, tears running down his face, trying to fight down the memories.

“What’d I do that was so bad? I was just a kid…”

“Shh…” She kissed his head again. “Shhh… You didn’t do anything wrong.”

“I just wanted to protect my sister.” He whispered. “I just… wanted to be a good big brother.” 

“And she lived.”

Eiji nodded, keeping close to her. He was exhausted, his mind was going at a thousand thoughts a minute.

“Shhh…”

He looked to her with a pained look.

“I’m sorry.”

“Stop.” She touched her forehead to his, keeping eye contact with him. “Deep breath.”

He took a shaky one.

“Exhale.”

He released it, his body slumping a little. Sleep was creeping up on him. The whispered reassurances from his wife, the warmth of their blanket as she pulled it up over them…

Her very presence by his side.

“I love you…” He whispered, before his eyes slid shut.

What would I do without you?

oooooo

The next day, there was something definitely off in the household. Namely, when the boys hurried downstairs, Okami in tow.

“Hey, where’s Dad?” Hikaru looked around. “He’s always up right about now.”

“Or if he wasn’t, he’d be waking up as soon as Okami started making a racket.” Hideki added.

Carmen yawned, gaining their attention, to where she was at the stove. 

“You’re dad, had a really rough night last night guys. He really needs his sleep right now.” She explained, keeping her voice low. “So, we’re just letting him sleep in since it’s still the weekend.”

“Okay… Can I help with breakfast?”

“Sure can, Deki.” 

Hikaru and Ken glanced back upstairs, exchanging a worried look.

“He’s okay… right?”

“Just tired.” Carmen gave them a reassuring look, motioning for them to come away from the stairs. “We’ll get him up later.”

“Alright.” Hikaru lifted up Ken before the smaller boy could make it back up the stairs.

“EEP! Hey, Hikaaaa!”

Hikaru let him hang off his shoulders by his ankles, eliciting a stream of giggles as Ken tried futility to get free.

“Nooope! C’mon, let’s see that parkour mastery of yours get you out.”

Ken grinned, mischief in his eyes.

“Okami, halp!” 

Hikaru was standing one moment, the next, all he saw was a bullet made of dark fluff running right at him.

“Oh, fri-”

THUD!

“OOF!”

Hikaru groaned, squirming out from under the massive dog, giving Ken a sour look. The little boy was happily cuddled up to her, getting nuzzled.

“I hate you.” He said, letting his head hit the floor again.

“I love you too!” Ken chirped.

Carmen cleared her throat, giving the boys a warning look.

“Take it outside.”

Hikaru held up his hands in an “I’m unarmed” position before getting up.

“Hey, I was just trying to keep him from waking up Dad.”

Ken pouted.

“I wasn’t gonna wake him up.”

“Maybe not but she-” Hikaru gestured to Okami. “Can easily wake anyone up by just jumping on the dang bed.”

Ken huffed before getting up.

“I’m goin outside. Call me when breakfast is done! C’mon Okami!”

Okami perked up, hurrying out the backdoor with him.

“Mom, you want me to…?”

“He’s fine.” Carmen looked out the kitchen window. “He knows not to go for a long walk before breakfast - and Okami’s with him. She’s fierce when she has to.”

“Duly noted… I’m gonna go tinker for a bit then.” 

And keep an ear out for Dad.

Dunno if he has issues with nightmares too but seems we all get them.

Hikaru quietly made his way back upstairs to his room to grab his toolkit. The hallway was quiet, the only sounds coming from downstairs.

He was quick, grabbing up his latest project and tools, heading out of his room… letting out a sharp gasp, stumbling back as Eiji let out a sharp gasp of his own, eyes going wide.

“Oh Poseidon…” Hikaru muttered, putting a hand over his heart. 

“Vitalis Above…” Eiji gasped, trying to slow his heartrate. “You scared the crud outta me.”

“You are so one to talk.” Hikaru replied, raising an eyebrow. “I thought you were sleeping.” He remarked, noting how Eiji was dressed.

He was wearing a grey T-shirt with light blue jeans, foregoing his hoodie for now.

“I…” Eiji grinned sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck. “I couldn't get back to sleep. I thought it was time to get up and I was gonna go outside. Maybe go for a run through the property.”

“Oh.” Hikaru leaned against his doorway. “Kenny’s already outside. He’ll love that.”

“You wanna come with?”

“Hm… Maybe. Maybe after food.”

Eiji’s stomach growled as his face turned red.

“Maybe food’s a good idea.” He chuckled. “Sleep well?”

“Yup. Had a nice dream too for once.”

Eiji was relieved to hear that. Hikaru's nightmares were still present but slowly fading. Enough that his therapist didn’t think he needed dream therapy after all.

“That’s wonderful.”

Good. That’s progress. Really great progress. 

He still was a bit out of it, the remnants from the night before trying to come through. He was trying to get his mind off of it though since trying to sleep only brought up hazy dreams about haunted dolls and spirit boards.

Eiji headed downstairs, motioning for Hideki to keep quiet, coming up behind Carmen. 

He wrapped his arms around her, kissing the back of her head.

“Morning.”

“Hey…” She gave him a gentle look. “Welcome back sleepy head.”

“Good to be back. Coffee?”

“Already brewed.” 

Eiji hugged her tighter before going to make himself a cup. 

“So, what are you gonna do after breakfast eh?”

“Go for a run, maybe take the kids, unless you don’t want the house to yourself.” He grinned, before glancing to Hideki. “You wanna go out with me and your brothers later?”

“Maybe. I was gonna call someone…” He murmured, his cheeks going a bit pink.

“Oh?” 

“Just a… really good friend.”

Hikaru walked by him, clapping him on the shoulder.

“Her name is Tomino.” He grinned, earning a hard elbow to his stomach. “OOF! Worth it….”

“Get outta my kitchen!” 

Eiji had to think for a moment before the name registered. She was one of his students and if he recalled right…

She’s also in the music club and trying to start some kind of band. Least that’s what hallway chatter’s led me to believe.

“So… It’s THAT Tomino? Very nice choice.”

Hideki’s face was bright red.

“No comments from the sleeping gallery.” He muttered.

Eiji held up his hands.

“No worries, I’m not gonna tease.”

Yet.

Awww my shark pup might have a crush.

“Good or no food.”

“I share that sentiment.” Carmen smirked, nudging her husband a bit. “Now, go.”

“Going, going.”

Ah… I love my family.

After breakfast, Eiji grabbed his coat, getting ready to head out.

“Last call! Whoever wants to go out and get some fresh air and sunshine, say “aye” and follow me. If not, you’re free to stay home and we’ll go out later.” 

Ken hurried over, Okami right next to him.

“I wanna go!”

He chuckled, ruffling his hair.

“Alright buddy, let’s go. Hikaru? Hideki?”

Hideki walked by, holding up his phone and putting a finger to his lips. Eiji nodded, giving him a thumbs up.

Hikaru looked down at his robot he was tinkering with before getting up, dusting himself off.

“Sure, why not?” He grabbed his sweater before hurrying out with them.

Eiji gave him a grin as they started walking towards the end of the yard and into the forest itself.

“So, ponte un sueter?” He guessed.

“Guuuh yes. She pulled that at pick up from robotics club when we ran late. In front of all my friends. Including Marco.”

“Oof.” He winced. “Sorry kiddo.”

“Can’t complain too much eh?”

Ken walked between them, giving his older brother a playful look.

“But big bro! Mommy had to say it TWICE remember?”

“Why you little-!”

Ken ducked behind Eiji, whining a little. The man rolled his eyes, patting his head.

“Alright you two, chill… though seriously, bummer. Her mom still does that to her whenever we visit too.” He made his voice sound a bit high pitched, covering his mouth with his hands. “CARMENITA!” He exclaimed. “YOU’RE GOING TO GET DOUBLE PNEUMONIA! PONTE UN SUETER VAMANOS!!!” 

The boys busted up laughing.

“PFFT! Oh gosh! Guess it’s a good thing I haven’t met her yet!” Hikaru laughed, throwing his head back.

“That’s Abuelita alright!” Ken agreed, giggling up a storm. “Ken! You’re too skinny!” 

Eiji snickered.

“Yup, that’s your grandma. Least on your mom’s side. My mom’s… a bit more chill.”

“Just a bit eh?” 

Eiji nodded, looking around them. The forest was quiet today, the only sounds coming from the nearby river that ran through it and the birds chirping overhead.

“Honestly, can’t complain. She helped pay for our house.”

Hikaru stopped short as they kept walking.

“Wait. Seriously, Dad, how rich are we!?”

“Eh, enough?” He shrugged. 

Hikaru shook his head, running a hand through his hair. 

“Seriously, what do I have to do to get on her good side?”

“Not knock over her favorite vase!” Ken quipped, a guilty look coming to his face. “Especially not the blue one with the tiny birds.”

“... Oh… Noodle incident?”

“Literally.” Ken and Eiji retorted.

This family is nuts.

I love it.

Eiji looked up towards the sky, sighing a bit.

“I needed this.”

“How bad was it?”

“Enough that I really don’t wanna talk about it. Let’s just leave it at never use a spirit board. Kay?”

“Um… Alright.” Hikaru frowned a little. “You sure you're okay?”

“Yeah. Just gotta keep busy.” He broke into a jog. “C’mon. keep up!”

Ken broke into a sprint after him, giggling.

Hikaru shrugged, picking up the pace. If this was how Eiji coped with the things that he was afraid of, then he could get used to it.

Definitely can get used to it.

Eiji glanced back at the boys, smiling.

I’ll be alright. 

I’ve got a lot more depending on me now and I’m not gonna let them down.

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[lashtoncurls]

Silk

Summary: morning sex

Words: 1.5K

Warnings: restraints, blindfolds, smut

A/N: Skyler and I discussed this yesterday and I couldn’t not write soo lol. Here it is. Thank you for all the help!! I love you.

As the sun rises, you feel hands on your skin, moving slowly but leaving a trail of goosebumps on their way.

“Mmm, morning.” You whisper as you turn and lay on your back, his hands moving around your stomach again as he smiles and kisses you.

“Can we not leave this bed today?” He pleads, pouting slightly.

“How can I say no to the man child that comes out when you’re tired.” You laugh and he feigns hurt, one hand on his chest as the other one holds him up on his elbow.

“I am not a child.”

“Oh that pout says otherwise.” Laughter fills the room as he moves to straddle your legs, his fingers inside your shirt and poking at your sides.

“Ash get off!” You try to get out in the midst of a giggle fit, him never letting up.

“I’m childish huh, well kids love tickles.” The grin on his face is the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen, and it makes you forget about what’s going on before he pokes up your sides and into your armpits.

“Oh gosh, plea- stop.” Your swatting at him and trying to wriggle out of his hold as you’re both laughing and giggling, gasping for air as he doesn’t stop.

One hand grabs both of yours as the other one is still roaming your skin, your body still moving under him before he sits tighter on your thighs.

"Babygirl, let’s not forget who's really in charge here." He tuts as you wriggle a little more under him. You laugh and raise an eyebrow at him with your teeth between your lip before another giggle comes out.

“You want me to stop?” He challenges as you nod still giggling, slightly gasping for air. The grip on your hands suddenly becomes tighter and he's putting a bit more of his weight on you, the tension in the room getting heavier.

“But I thought you wanted to play doll.” There is a smirk on his face now, and you’re fully under his spell as your body melts. The pressure of his weight on your legs is feeling different now and you can see the switch in him as his finger massages your boobs before you let out another gasp.

“I do.”

“You do what?” His face is in front of yours now, his lips brushing yours slightly.

“I-I want to play.” You let out as a gasp, his lips on your jaw before he finds the sweet spot on your neck and sucks a love bite into it before he gets off the bed and walks to the closet.

“Take off your shirt and lay on your back.” The tone in his voice sends shivers down your spine but you do as you’re told, removing the white cotton and laying back on the pillows. When he comes back, you notice the silk ties and blindfold in his hands. You gulp as he takes the ties and makes a knot, placing it on your chest and running it down your stomach. The feeling of it against your already hot skin is amazing, but gone too soon when he gets on your waist and grabs your hands to place them up to the headboard.

He starts by caressing your wrists and placing them up to the black pole that adorns the wood, your eyes glued to his face as you watch him twist and turn the silk around your wrist. You pull on it a little, making sure that it’s comfortable enough and it won’t dig into your skin even though it is silk. After that, he grabs the blindfold and places it on your head, sliding it down so that it’s around your neck before he pulls your hair into a ponytail and wraps it around. The blindfold makes it up to your eyes, heightening your senses as his fingers trail down your chest and hook your panties before sliding them down your legs and tossing them on the ground. He moves his face back to be right in front of you, lips teasing as you feel his breath on your face but his lips never touch yours.

“You know the safeword, doll. Remember that it’s all up to you.” You nod as you bite your lip while Ashton moves his hands from your body to place all the pillows behind and under you. Sponging wet kisses on your chest, he moves between your legs and spreads them, placing himself there as he trails further down.

You’re on a cloud as he kisses your thighs and bites lightly, sucking right after and leaves a trail of marks until he makes it to your inner thigh. Gasps and moans fill the room as his fingers spread your folds and collect the arousal. He sticks fingers in his mouth and although he knows you like the blindfold, he wishes you could see how much he enjoys the way you taste.

“Ash, please.” You plead, your hips moving to try and get some sort of release.

“What do you want me to do baby?” He's dangerously close to your clit as he speaks, lips brushing the sensitive bundle and you jump slightly as you pull on the ties.

“Anything, just please touch me.” The desperate tone on your voice right now would normally irritate you, but the smirk on Ashton’s face would tell that he enjoyed having you like this. You yelped out as he sucked on your clit, his hands instantly moving to your hips to hold you down.

Your hands pulled on the ties as you could feel the fire beginning to build in your stomach, sounds echoing off the walls as he worked in one finger slowly while your heels dug into his back.

“Fuck, of my god.” Your back arched off the pillows and you could the feel the ties straining before the fire went out and you let out a disappointed noise. Ashton chuckled before he inserted his fingers again and placed his tongue back on you, repeating the same action before you groaned.

“I’m so close, fuck please don’t stop.” His fingers picked up the pace as he curved them inside, tongue working your clit as your body trembled and you pulled tighter, your back fully arched as your heels dug deeper.

“Shit, Ash.” You got out between moans as your legs shook a little before he went back in and made you scream. He kept the same rhythm until you had come twice, your body almost limp on the bed as the ties held you up.

“You okay?” Ashton asked and you hummed as he kissed your lips, biting your lower lip when he pulled away “On your knees doll.” He helped you turn around, the ties at a tighter but comfortable place once your hands had turned. Your knees rested on the pillows as Ashton took his place behind you, knees touching your thighs as you felt his hard cock on your back.

Lifting you by your hips, he helps you settle on top of him as you sunk down, groaning as he feels you clench instantly. Ashton’s hands guide you on the movement of your hips before you start moving on your own, your head going back to rest on him. One hand travels from your hips and up your side, landing on your neck and he taps lightly asking for permission.

“Yes.” He almost growls at your answer and hurriedly places his full hand on your throat, squeezing slightly as you’re both slowly moving at a steady rhythm.

You’re not sure how you’re able to keep moving, your skin tingles and burns with every touch of his hands and the fire burns through your body. Nothing compares to the feel of his lips on your skin, the sounds of skin on skin and moans still echoing in the room. His grip on your neck becomes little tighter and you’re sure he’s close because he brings his other hand to your clit, rubbing circles.

“Come for me babygirl.” His words are all it takes to fully send you over the edge, body convulsing and shaking on top of him as the arm that was on your clit wraps around your stomach and you feel him bite on your shoulder as he lets himself go and spills inside of you. He reaches forward to pull the ties undone as your hands fall to your sides and he slides the blindfold off your eyes, lifting you off of him and lays you down.

“Are you alright?” He's caressing your cheeks as you nod, your body limp and relaxed on the mattress.

“Can you run me a bath?”

“Of course doll.” He kisses your cheek lightly and goes the bathroom to start a bath before coming back and carrying you into the hot water.

“It’s only 8AM and you’re already thoroughly fucked.” He washes your hair and chuckles as you reach to pinch his thigh but you can’t help the smile that creeps into your face.

“Tell me you didn’t enjoy that as much as I did.”

“Oh babygirl, I enjoyed that probably more than you did.” He pulls your hair back enough to kiss your forehead and you feels his lips form into a smile, leaving you the happiest as he returns to washing your hair.

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[savage-rhi]

Hello, can you do more of Papa Higgs? Please. It's soooooo damn cute 💕 thank you

Sure since you asked nicely here ya go :D!

“Papa, play another please?” Skylar asked pleadingly, the little five-year-old sitting on the edge of her bed as Higgs strummed and tuned his guitar. He smirked, knowing it was way past his daughter's bedtime. 

“I don’t think mama would appreciate it if we keep breaking the rules.” Higgs said playfully as Skylar put her small hands together as if to say a prayer, looking up at Higgs in such a way it would put a pup to shame. 

“Please, just one more? I love it when you play.” 

Higgs sighed, thinking it over as he continued to adjust the strings on the guitar. Eventually, he succumbed to his daughter's wishes, giving a nod as she exclaimed happily. Higgs figured he’d make it up to Gene later on. He knew how to work his charms on her. 

“Shh. Shh. Settle down Pipsqueak.” Higgs smiled as Skylar stared happily at him, grinning big as the excitement brewed in her sapphire eyes. 

“What do you want me to play?” Higgs asked, feeling he was in the mood for just about anything song-wise. Some nights he had to be picky, either not wanting to strain his throat or wake up Gene, but tonight he was more than feeling up to a challenge. 

Skylar hummed in thought, tapping her chin as she contemplated while Higgs watched for her reaction. Eventually, her eyes lit up as Skylar gave an answer. 

“Can you play the song about the two porters?” Skylar asked as Higgs let out a sigh and nodded. Higgs had a feeling he should have known better she was gonna pick this one out. This being one of her favorites, his too despite repeating it often. 

“If you get under the covers and settle, I’ll play it for you.” Higgs said and watched as Skylar scrambled to get comfortable. Once her head was lying on the pillow and she was staring up at Higgs with warmth in her little eyes, smiling proudly, he took in a deep breath and started playing the first keys. Making sure the melody was perfect before pressing on. 

“I'm in love with it. Intoxicated. I'm enraptured. From the inside, I can feel that you want to. Wake up high on it. Feel it suspending. I'm enamored. Way up in the sky I can see that you want to. I've been a romantic for so long. All I've ever had are love songs, singing oh-oh-oh, go on, I dare you. Oh-oh-oh, I dare you.”

Higgs took a moment to play more of the rhythm, adding his own twist to the chords making the sound radiate throughout the room at a soothing pace. Skylar couldn’t help but lean up a little on her pillow, lost in the moment. She thought her papa had the most beautiful voice in the world. 

“I get chills. Heartbreak multiplies. I'm on a different kind of high. A rush of blood is not enough. I need my feelings set on fire. Now I'm deep in it, infatuated, strong attraction. Side by side and I know that you want to--I've been a romantic for so long. All I've ever had are love songs, singing oh-oh-oh, go on, I dare you--”

“Oh-oh-oh, I dare you.” Skylar finished, singing the last verse with Higgs as he smiled warmly then continued, gesturing for Skylar to keep going with him if she wanted. 

“I can hear it now like I heard it then. I can hear it now like I heard it then. I can hear it now like I heard it then. I can hear it now like I heard it then.” They both sang in unison, her small feminine voice matching the tempo of his deep sound as they paused, taking in a breath.

“Singing oh-oh-oh. Go on, I dare you. Oh-oh-oh. I dare you. Oh-oh-oh. Go on, I dare you. Oh-oh-oh. I dare you.” 

A few strums later, and the song was over. Higgs got up, crouching down by Skyler’s bedside as she reached out and cupped Higgs’s cheeks with her small hands, running her fingers over his scruff playfully as he stared at his little one with adoration. 

“I dare you to go to sleep now, Pipsqueak.” Higgs teased as he leaned forward, his forehead nuzzling against hers as their noses met before Higgs peppered her face with kisses. Skylar squealed and returned the affection before Higgs pulled her into a hug. 

“You’re getting strong.” Higgs said with a laugh, patting her gently. He couldn’t believe how fast she was growing, remembering the night she was born how fragile and tiny she had been. He still loved her just as much if not more so now that her personality was beginning to blossom. 

“I love you Papa.” Skylar said, giving Higgs a kiss on the cheek as he pressed his lips to her temple and got up. 

“Love ya back. Sleep tight. Don’t let the undead bite.” He winked at Skylar as she giggled, yawning soon after as Higgs left the room with the guitar in hand. He closed the door and let out a sigh of relief, feeling his own body yearning for bed. 

By the time he got to the room, he saw Gene waiting for him in the doorframe, leaning against it with her arms crossed. There was a mischievous look on her face as Higgs smirked. 

“What?” Higgs asked with a shrug as Gene mimicked his gesture. 

“Our song again? I didn’t know you were the sentimental type.” Gene interrogated albeit teasingly as Higgs rolled his eyes. 

“You know--I’m not gonna give you the satisfaction of a comeback,” Higgs said sarcastically as Gene approached Higgs, taking the guitar from him before swinging her arms over his shoulders, staring up at his eyes longingly. 

“Too late, I got you to talk back. I’m already winning.” Gene said as a matter of fact before Higgs leaned forward and kissed her longingly, pulling back for air after some time. 

“Maybe you need a bedtime like our kid. You’re acting like a brat.” Higgs mused, resting his forehead against Gene’s as she chuckled quietly. 

“Maybe you should take me to bed. I’ve been waiting patiently while you were busy being all cute and in dad mode with our kid.” Gene teased in a hushed whisper, getting Higgs to hum as his brows raised. He was quick to pick Gene up, nearly having her yelp as he carried her bridal style into their room, she tries to stifle her laughter all the while Higgs murmurs sweet nothings; trying to remind Gene they needed to keep their volume down and not wake Skylar. 

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[outerspaceisbetterthannothing]

Hi my sweet baby k! You deserve ALL THE FOLLOWERS! Congrats on the milestone! Heres to many many more! 💜😍🌻 2nd list. #21, 63, 98 with Ashton I LOVE YOU

Skyler, thank you so much, my sunflower! 🌻 Hope you like this! I love you more! 💖💖💖

Touring with the band wasn’t easy. You knew that before you agreed on that crazy idea popped out of your best friend one night.

You’ve known Ashton for long, an eternity it seems sometimes. You even went so far couple of times to say you knew him your entire life. And that wasn’t an exaggeration of any kind, you knew well enough you’ve lived an entirely different life since you met him. So you’ve seen one too many times how drained of all strength he was coming home from tours. And promo radio tours were even worse, as he had no chance to get the energy and drive from playing his music live to people, being doomed to numerous interviews and events.

So when one night he suggested you going with him to that european promo thing, you knew it wouldn’t be as easy and fun as Ash was saying. You’ve spent not one sleepless night considering his offer, which he repeated the very next morning, wishing to show he wasn’t acting on alcohol or anything and really wanted you to go. Still you weren’t sure. Not sure to refusing him eventually, but he, knowing well what your answer would be, used his secret weapon. You were stubborn, yes, but never stubborn enough for his puppy eyes. Damn, he knew you had hard times resisting his eyes and was shameless enough to use it against you.

So you agreed. And you haven’t regretted it for a bit. But it was exactly as hard as you thought it would be. New city every day, changing of timezones and languages wasn’t easy in the first place. And the fact that you’ve seen your best friend only early in the morning before his interviews or late in the night after, tired and practically sleeping with open eyes, wasn’t adding to your fun. Sure there were couple days off you two spent together, but it was much less than you wanted. And much less than he needed.

Despite that you loved every day of the tour and cherished every moment spent with Ashton. Even half an hour you spent earlier today under the pouring rain in Berlin, trying to find the way to your hotel. That was actually the best part of the tour so far. You both got soaked in no time and soon were shaking from the wind, but you couldn’t help laughing. You just felt so free and so happy. Ashton had a tendency to bring up those feelings in you since the day. And even though you never let yourself bask in them for long (knowing there was no point in growing up a crush on your own best friend), you let yourself feel absolutely happy under that rain. Especially when Ashton put a strain of wet hair off your face and under some impulse hugged you so hard he almost crashed your ribs. You didn’t say a word, though. You were just standing there under the rain, hugging each other, and nothing in the world was better than this moment. And when it ended he didn’t say a word. You were also keeping silent. You just smiled to each other and kept going through the streets of an unknown city, your hand in his big warm hand.

You tried not to put great store on it. It was nothing, you knew, just a friendly episode. But you knew it was the best moment of your life so far. You knew you’d probably pay for it with the heartache later. You were already paying, you knew, as you felt restless lying here in your bed for several hours, feeling cold and hot at the same time. You knew you wouldn’t sleep that night. At least not here and alone. So you got out of your bed and went to the only place where you could get help.

Ashton was a deep sleeper and there was no point in knocking at his door at the middle of the night. You tried to call him couple times while you were still in your room, but there was no answer. Fortunately, you had a spare key to his room. “For the emergency,” he said, handing it to you. And tonight you had an emergency, didn’t you? So you exited your room, made sure no one was there in the hall to see you sneaking in one certain drummer’s room and entered his suite. You tiptoed to his bed and shook his shoulder.

“Fuck off,” he mumbled and turned his head the other side, trying to bury it deeper in the pillows.

You shook harder.

“Cal, go away, do the morning stuff without me,” he mumbled again, his words hardly audible.

“Ash?” you called quitely.

He sat up abruptly and looked at you. Even in the darkness of the room you could see how agitated and worried he looked.

“What happened? Are you alright?”

“Yeah, I’m-” you started as he stretched his hand out and picked up his phone from the night stand.

“Why are you up at 4 am?” he asked, his voice even more worried.

“I couldn’t sleep, so I thought we could cuddle,” you said, feeling suddenly guilty as hell for waking him up and even more so for making him worry about you. He was the one who needed to go through the whole day of promo tomorrow, not you. Why haven’t you thought about it before you woke him up?

“You come to my room and wake me up at 4 am to cuddle?” he asks, his voice raspy from the sleep.

“I’m-” you stumbled. You were sure you’ve never felt so stupid in your entire life. “You’re right, it’s- I don’t know what I was thinking about. I’m sorry, just go back to sleep, I’m- um- I’m sorry, Ash-”

“Shut up and get in,” he interrupted your mumbling and moved over to make some space on the bed for you.

“No, I’ll go,” you said stubbornly, “I’m sorry I woke you.”

“Get your ass here,” he said, holding up the covers for you. “You woke me up at 4 am, you owe me cuddles.”

You smiled shyly and got in his warm bed. Ashton put the covers over you, his arms enveloping you tightly. You inhaled the familiar smell and felt your whole body relax.

“Why couldn’t you sleep?” he asked softly, his breath moving your hair.

“Dunno, been feeling off,” you answered and yawned. Ashton laughed at your answer and tightened his arms around you. You made a cute squeezing sound as he kissed your forehead. And then he froze. You literally felt his muscles getting stone hard.

“You’re hot,” he said, same worried notes back in his voice.

“Is it socially acceptable to tell one’s best friend that they are hot?” you tried to joke that out, finding yourself not ready to that kind of talk at four in the morning.

Ashton sighed. “You know I love your dumb ass, so don’t get me wrong. I didn’t mean it that way,” you felt him looking at you through the pitched darkness. “Even though you’re hot which I’m usually trying not to think about,” he sighed again. “What I was saying is your temperature is high. You’re burning up.”

“No way!” you huffed.

“Yes way,” he said, his arms letting go of you gently.

“It’s just hot here, is all,” you tried to argue, thinking how high was the possibility of you catching a cold after that rain. “You’re warm, so it’s hot here. Where are you going?” you finally whined, seeing him getting out of bed and looking for a shirt.

“To the reception, maybe they have some meds or know the closest pharmacy that works at night,”  he explained.

You heard by his voice how grumpy and irritated he was getting with every other minute. You sat up in bed looking at him, trying to find his boots in the dark. You felt even more stupid and guilty than before. You not only woke him up at the middle of the night, but also made him get out of bed feeling responsible of you. You were on the verge of crying so angry with yourself you were.

“Ashton, please, go back to bed,” you asked him in a quiet voice, pushing the tears back.

“No, you need some meds,” he replied and picked up the first shoe from the floor.

“I need cuddles. And you need sleep,” you said in a pleading tone. “Please, Ashton! You’ll have a full day of promo tomorrow. I’m sorry I didn’t think about this earlier and I’m sorry I woke you up, but-”

“The hell are you apologizing for?” Ashton asked, his voice now more confused than angry. He stood in the middle of the room, one shoe in his hand, his eyes at you. “You got in that rain because of me. You got wet and then cold, and now you’re sick. And this is my fucking fault.”

“Ash, it was the rain. You can’t control the weather,” you snorted. “It’s not your fault and I’ll be fine by the morning, promise. Come here and let’s sleep.”

“You don’t get it, right?”

“I don’t get wh-”

“I had one responsibility only, taking care of you,” he said, his word bitter. “And I screwed up. After everything, after you came here with me, despite how you didn’t want, and I know you didn’t want, don’t argue, after all the days in hotel rooms, after all my stupid plans for us two and all the words I never had the guts to say, and after you still being here for me, I had one task only. And I failed.”

“Ashton,” you said softly, moving forward on the bed, not getting the half of what he was talking about. But it didn’t matter right now. You’ll ask him tomorrow, or next week. Now you needed him back in the bed.

“No,” he shook his head stubbornly. “You need meds. I’ll find you some meds.”

“I need you,” you smiled softly at him. You knew he was stubborn, just like you. But he also could never say no to your puppy eyes. “ You said you had to take care of me, then take care of me.” You heard his heavy sigh, you knew you were winning this battle. “Please don’t go.”

He sighed again, even heavier this time, dropped the shoe and crawled back on the bed.

“If you’re still hot in the morning, we’re taking you to the doctor’s,” he hummed, displease in his voice.

“Didn’t you say yourself I was hot?” you mocked him.

Ashton got under the covers and opened his arms for you. You didn’t need to be asked twice.

“I mean it, we’re going to the hospital in the morning,” he repeated trying to stay serious.

Fortunately, you had an ace up your sleeve to get him out of his grumpy mood.

“Yes, daddy,” you said, sugar venom in your voice.

You heard his breathing got off the beat, he almost choke on your answer. You remembered the night you two got so wasted that you ended up discussing the turns on. Ashton sweared after that night he’d never gonna drink with you again. But you knew he wouldn’t be able to keep that promise. And also, what was said was already said and there was no way to change it, drinking or no drinking.

“You must think you’re so funny,” he huffed.

“I know I am,” you informed him boldly. “And you know it too,” you kept a pause before finishing, “daddy.”

He sighed. Again.

“Sleep,” he ordered and kissed your forehead.

You wanted to say something else, tease the hell out of him. But he never detached his lips off your forehead, the feeling of them making you suddenly numb and obeying. You promised yourself to get better in the morning. After all, you needed all you strength to ask him about those things he said before. But that would be tomorrow. and now you just closed your eyes and drifted to sleep listening to his steady breathing, all your world focused in one spot on your skin where his lips were touching you.

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[dontdoitluke]

We Could Be Heroes - Ch 3

Sky High AU, but instead, it’s a superhero University. 

Summary: It’s the weekend, and the gang decides to have a movie night. Luke brings one (1) string cheese, something mildly catastrophic happens, and Michael becomes a mother. 

Chapter: 3/?

CHAPTER INDEX

Word Count: 2,662

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It had been about a month into the semester and the Pablo’s group had grown to be close friends, even Jenna and Luke, who continued to attack each other on a daily basis. Movie night had also become a regular thing for them; they would all meet up on Saturday night in one of their dorms with snacks and drinks and pick a movie on one of their streaming accounts. Tonight, movie night was held in Michael’s dorm.

Michelle was the first one to arrive. It was an unspoken rule that whenever it was just Michelle and Michael, they communicated telepathically due to Michael’s inability to turn off his power, so instead of knocking, she directed her thoughts at him to let him know she was here. He opened the door with a smile and ushered her inside.

“You can put that stuff on my desk,” Michael thought, and moved his laptop and books to the side. Michelle sat the bag down on the clear spot and smiled. “I hope you like Takis, because that’s what I brought.”

“I’ve never had them, but I’m sure I’ll love them. Any idea when the rest of the nerds are going to get here?” Michael wondered. Michelle kicked her shoes off by the door and hummed in thought, pulling her long hair off of her neck and wrapping it into a bun at the top of her head. “I haven’t heard much. Val is currently trying to devise a plan to get Calum to carry her over in his stomach, I’m assuming Ally and Emma are still at the store, I can hear them mentally complaining about the price of gas station candy, Jen just texted me to let me know she’s on her way, and Carly is...right outside.”

Sure enough, a soft knock at the door confirmed that Carly was indeed right outside. Michael opened the door to let her in, greeted her, and pointed to the desk for her to put her things down.

“I brought homemade Sangria!” She sang, proudly pulling a half gallon jug out of her backpack and swirling the red wine and fruit around. “I may end up drinking all of this myself, not gonna lie.”

Before Michelle could threaten to banish Carly from movie night for not sharing, Luke, Ashton, and Jenna entered the room, followed by another girl, one that Michael, Michelle, and Carly had never met.

“I found a stray, I hope it’s alright that I brought her,” Jenna said, moving to stand next to the girl. “This is Viv, she’s in my combat training class, and she’s an absolute badass.”

“Geez, you’re gonna make me blush, stop it,” Viv covered her face and laughed. “I just...use a lot of dirty tricks and dodging.”

“They’re unexpected methods. That’s smart,” Michael gushed, throwing a black bedsheet over his futon. “Ally and Emma are here, can one of you guys open the door?”  

Luke turned the knob and swung the door open just as Emma went to knock; she ended up knocking on Luke’s chest instead.

“Woah, now, I’ve had girls try to get into my heart in many different ways, but politely knocking is a new one.”

Michelle and Jenna gagged and shoved Luke out of the way to let Emma and Ally through while Ashton quietly started arranging the snacks and drinks on the desk. Ally joined him and opened her bag, setting out the candies she’d bought and multiplied.  

“You’re quiet today, more than usual, I mean. Is everything okay, Ash?” she asked quietly so as not to draw attention from the rest of the group, or the ones that don’t have supersonic hearing, anyway.

“I’m fine.”

“You’re not.”

Ashton turned and looked down at Ally, furrowing his brows in anger and growled, “Oh, so you’re gonna tell me what I am, now? You’re gonna ask me if I’m okay, then call me a liar?”

Unphased by the outburst, she nodded once. “Yes. I am. I know an automatic answer when I hear it.”

He opened his mouth to speak, but then closed it again and inhaled deeply, clenched his jaw, and turned back to the desk, fiddling with one of the bags of chips that Michelle brought.

“I’ll...be okay. I’m just aggravated today, is all. Some personal issues about my power. I don’t really want to talk about it right now. But maybe later, when we don’t about to have a room full of people. Okay?”

“Okay.” Ally placed her hand on top of Ashton’s and squeezed gently, hoping to calm him down a little more. She learned pretty quickly that he had a hard time controlling his temper; he almost brought down the gazebo in the university courtyard with a spastic earthquake simply because one of the third years accidentally stepped on his heel.  

“Don’t keep things bottled up for too long, though.”

“Yeah, yeah, I got you.”

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “So, is this everything?”

“I think so.”

“Yeah, I brought some paper plates too, just in case.”

“Wait, Luke, what did you bring?”

Luke hesitated a moment before patting and searching his pockets. He made a happy sound in the back of his throat when he found what he was looking for in the pocket of his S.A.V.E.U. hoodie, reached in, and pulled out a single stick of string cheese.

“Luke, what the fuck?”

“Hey, I didn’t get the chance to go buy something. Besides, Ally can just make more, right?”

Ally scoffed and crossed her arms. “You think you can just use me and my power like that? Is that all you think I’m good for? How dare you treat me like-you know what, fuck yeah, I love string cheese, gimme that.”  

She snatched the packaged cheese out of his hand and moved to the table to get to work on duplicating the snack while the rest of the group howled with laughter, all except Michael who was near tears and desperately trying to fuse his headphones to his ears.

“I’m going to kick every last one of you out if you don’t learn to turn down the volume.”

Calum bit his lip and stuck his hands in his pockets. “Shit, Mike. Sorry, we keep forgetting, you’re usually okay with it if you have the plugs in, too.”

“Yeah, but we usually aren’t in small spaces like this, either. The last few movie nights we had were bad, too.”

“Man...and you haven’t made any progress with it? Dulling the sound, I mean?”

Michael shook his head sadly and turned to the TV to set up his cables. “It’s whatever. Can we move on, now?” -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

“So, let me get this straight...you can tie and untie shoelaces.”

“Yep.”

“But not like, other kinds of rope.”

“Nope.”

“Just...just shoelaces.”

“Yep.”

Viv popped a few pieces of popcorn into her mouth and shrugged. “I’m not mad about it, though. It’s completely useless and I like it that way. I don’t want to have an extravagant power.”

Luke tossed back the rest of the sangria in his cup and hummed. “I could see how that could be useful, like, if someone is robbing a bank and you-”

“Don’t give my power any kind of usefulness!” Viv giggled and shook her head. “I really do like having a useless power. It means I won’t be volunteered to do things I don’t want to do.”

“God, that’s such a mood,” Val sighed.

“What about your power, Ally?” Viv tilted her head. “What else can you duplicate? Aside from food, I mean.”

Ally hummed and chewed thoughtfully on a piece of chocolate. “I haven’t really thought about it. I mean I know I can do inanimate objects. And I can do plants. That’s really useful on Valentine's Day. I think I can duplicate anything as long as it isn’t too big. I tried making another bicycle once...that didn’t turn out well.”

“What about people?”

“Hm?”

“Can you clone people?”

“You know, I’ve never thought about it, and I’ve never tried it. I don’t think I can.”

“I’d clone myself a Calum that would actually be willing to swallow me,” Val chirped, and Calum groaned in disgusted response. “Please stop, I’m not gonna fucking eat you.”

“Eating implies digesting. I just wanna hang out in your gut for a little bit.”

“Jesus...”

Viv shrugged. “Could always try it now.”

Ally snorted into her cup and coughed. “You’ve gotta be kidding!”

“I mean how else are you gonna know if you can clone people if you don’t try it?”  

“Uh, I don’t think it’s such a good idea, and I’m usually all for bad ideas,” Luke squeaked. “I mean, it’s a person we’re talking about.”

“For once, I actually have to agree with Luke,” Jenna balled up an empty chip bag and threw it into the waste basket. “It’s one thing to test your power out on, like, a rock or something, it’s another to test it on a person.”

“You test your power out on me all the time, Nerf Gun.”

“You’re not a person in my eyes, Fluke.”

“Guys, shh, Michael is sleeping, please don’t wake him,” Skyler whispered. Sure enough, Michael was curled up in the corner of his bed with a pillow over his head. “Poor thing barely gets enough sleep as it is.”

“Test it on Michael. He’s asleep, he won’t notice,” Ashton mumbled.

“I can’t do that!” Ally sputtered. “First of all, that’s just rude, second-”

“For real, what’s the worst that could happen? What happened with your failed duplicates?”

“The duplicate just came out deformed. But Michael is a living person, he could get hurt.”

“He could also end up okay.”

"Jesus, fine!” Ally hissed and stood up, storming over to Michael’s sleeping form and thrust her hands out in front of her, placing them on his hip. She stood there for a moment in silence, the rest of the group watched anxiously for something to happen.

“Is it...uh...”

“I’m trying.”

A few seconds passed and not a word was spoken and everyone began to fidget nervously.

Carly stood and took a few slow steps toward Ally and placed her hand on her shoulder. “Okay, so it doesn’t work and Michael is okay, let’s go back...to...uh, you’re burning up...are you-”

“I-I can’t...move...it hurts...”

Viv jumped up and rushed to Ally and Carly. She grabbed a hold of one of Ally’s arms and attempted to pull her away from Michael, but she wouldn’t move. It was as if she was made of stone and fused to the ground.  

“Shit, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t have told you to do this!”

“I can’t...I can’t stop. H-help!”

Calum, Val, Luke, and Michelle also stood and began to try to pull Ally’s hands away. Ashton sat, frozen in place and eyes wide, brimming with tears. “My fault...it’s my fault...”

Emma grabbed his face in her hands and forced him to look away from the group trying to pull Ally away from Michael. “Hey, hey, calm down, this isn’t your fault, you and Viv made a suggestion but Ally made the decision, it’s no one's fault and it’s definitely not yours, it-Ashton, no, look at me! You’re making the walls shake again, you need to breathe.”

Even with the combined cacophony of the friends struggling to stop Ally and the brick walls vibrating, Michael was still seemingly asleep. Michelle ripped the pillow off of his head to check his breathing.  

“Michael’s okay, Ally. Please, try to focus, you need to focus!”

Ally shut her eyes tightly and sobbed, desperately trying to pull herself away from his body.

“Let me try something!” Skyler stepped to the side and put her hand on Michael next to Ally’s and conjured a forcefield, wedging it into the spot where they were connected. Almost instantaneously, Ally’s hand disconnected from Michael’s hip and she fell backwards into Michelle and Luke. Michael sat up and glared at Ally angrily.  

“What the fuck were you just trying to do to me? I couldn’t fucking move, or talk, or anything!”

Panting softly, Ally hung her head. “I-I was...I’m sorry, I-”

“It was my fault,” Viv cut her off. “I suggested that she try duplicating a person, and-”

“And you guys decided that I was the best candidate?”

Ashton made a pained noise in the back of his throat and wiped the tears off of his cheeks. “No, I did. I’m so sorry Mike.”

Michael looked at every person in the room before sighing and rubbing his eyes. “It’s...it’s okay. I’m okay. Are you okay, Ally?”

She slowly nodded, sniffling softly.  

“Just don’t ever do that shit again.”

“Guys...”

Michael moved to help Ally off of the floor and used his sleeve to wipe tears off of her cheeks.

“Hey, guys?”

“Are you sure you’re okay, Michael?” Calum asked softly.

“Guys!”

“What, Luke?!”

“What the fuck is that?”

The group turned to look under the desk where Luke was pointing. Next to Michael’s backpack was a fleshy pulsating mound about the size and shape of a crudely made rag doll.

“Is Emma trying to prank us again?”

“I’m right here, you dick.”

“Then what is that thing?!”

The fleshy doll-like thing began to take an even more coherent shape, its tiny stub arms began to grow hands and its head began to grow ears. A slit in its face opened up to form a mouth, and two different sized slits opened and a pair of eyes the exact same color as Michael’s peeped back at the group. No one said a word, and no one moved. The tiny being stood on its little feet and took a couple of steps toward Michael and looked up, twisting its little mouth into what could be perceived as a smile, and spoke in a scratchy, throaty voice.

“Mmmahh, mmmm-Mickey!”

Luke jumped backward and let out such a high-pitched scream that the window and the TV screen cracked, and a mug on Michael’s desk broke cleanly in half.  

“What the fuck, what the actual fuck??”

“Is that...Michael’s duplicate?” Emma whispered.

The alien-like being swayed back and forth with the weight of its head and blew raspberries at Michael. “Mickey! Am Mickey!”

Michael stood frozen, staring down at his clone with a horrified expression. “He...hello to you, too, Mickey...”

Mickey squealed with happiness and lifted its little arms.

“I think he wants you to pick him up.”

“I...o-okay...”

Michael shakily bent and took hold of Mickey and lifted him in his hands, holding him as far away from his body as he could.  

“Gross...what does he feel like?”

“He feels like a...kinda like a newborn baby. Which I guess...that’s what he is, right?”

Ally had backed herself into a corner and rubbed her temples. She couldn’t believe she had actually cloned a person. It was a failed person, but it was still a person, and it sent a million thoughts running through her head. Michael slowly got used to holding Mickey; he sat on the edge of his bed and placed the little clone on his knee, turning his head and inspecting his different sized eyes and ears, his little fingerless hands, his crooked little smile. After the initial shock faded away, Michael even thought that he was kind of cute.  

“So how do we get rid of it?”

Michael snapped his head up and glared at Luke. “You will do no such thing.”

Luke scoffed and cringed at Mickey. “But...it’s hideous.”

“So are you, but your mom didn’t get rid of you when you were born.”

“Oh, so now you’re it’s mom?”

Michael took a long look at Mickey, who was currently sucking on one of his hands and looking all around the room and smiling at each student.  

“Yeah. I am.”

Ashton giggled for the first time in a while. “So that makes Ally his dad.”

Calum sighed and rubbed the back of his neck with his hand. He just wanted to have one normal movie night. Just one. Without any clone babies or Val begging him to swallow her. Was that too much to ask?

#HERE IT IS #CHAPTER THREEEEEEE #INTRODUCING VIV AND MICKEY #I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE IT #wcbh #5sos #5 seconds of summer

[befitandchase]

What’s Your Fantasy? A Master Post

Ask and ye shall receive!

A Master post of all the fics in the “What’s Your Fantasy” series!

What’s Your Fantasy?

Twisted, Tied Up & Tangled "My fantasy," she whispered as she pressed her lips to his ear, "is for you to tie me up and fuck me hard until I beg you to stop." That's how it all started. Who knew a little too much red wine could lead to something so satisfying?

Through Your Window "One night, I'd like to watch you touch yourself without you knowing I'm there. Then, after you've finished yourself off, I'd like to sweep in and ravage you for the rest of the night." If there was one thing Oliver Queen was, it was blunt. And if that was his fantasy, then she was going to give him a show.

Fast Cars & Freedom She wanted to have sex in a car, so he pulled out all the stops and granted her full access to whichever vehicle her heart desired.

Expect The Unexpected Not all fantasies go as planned, and tonight is just one of those nights.

Dirty Beats, Crowded Place Images of all the things he could do to her in a dark alcove of the club set her imagination on fire. Her hand began to roam down over her neck and towards her breasts, stopping just above the soft flesh that peeked out from her powder pink blouse. She imagined it was Oliver’s lips stopping there, sucking on her skin, leaving dark purple marks with his teeth. That was all it took to push past the reservations she’d had when he’d first told her this was his fantasy. Felicity wanted to see it to fruition, and if meant taking the lead, then so be it. To hell with his club owner duties, Oliver needed a night off too, and tonight, she’d make him take it.

Pillow Talk She only wanted to tell him a story, a story that would lead to a confession and another one of her fantasies being fulfilled.

In Those Dark Hours (You Are My Light) She missed him. It was that simple.

Bubble Bubble Toil & Trouble “Oliver,” she whispered, turning around once his hands slid her jeans down her legs. Felicity had been right about the expression she’d find on his face. The pain in his eyes was clear as day. It sunk deep into her soul, making her bite back a gasp before she got her bearings. Her arms wrapped around his neck, bringing his cheek to rest between the valley of her breasts. Carding her fingers through his hair, she handled him like the porcelain doll he was, fragile and able to break at a moment’s notice. When his arms wrapped around her waist, she stepped between his knees, holding him as close as physically possible. Soft kisses were pressed to his forehead until he let out a sigh, the tension in his neck and shoulders finally releasing. “Hey, it’s okay. I’m okay,” Felicity said.

Long Distance Long distances made for long, passion filled nights.

Emergency Stop Who knew being trapped in an elevator could lead to a fun morning?

Downward Dog & Pretzel Twists Right now, though, he let his mind wander back to where it originally had been: the gutter. Watching Felicity pull herself into a more complicated dolphin pose, where her elbows were resting against the ground while her ass remained in the air, made him lick his lips. Oliver wanted nothing more than to walk up behind her and grab her hips then roughly push down those black leggings to expose whatever was beneath (and from the looks of it, probably nothing.) He didn't act on his fantasy, though. Instead, he remained rooted to the wall, his eyes raking over her as Felicity moved into the upward facing two-foot staff pose where her arms bent back so they faced her hips and her spine bowed even further. No wonder she was so flexible in the bedroom, he thought. All this yoga really loosened her up.

The Art Of Teasing “I’m always thinking about you naked,” Felicity slyly said before getting up from her seat and making her way towards him. The idea that had been playing in her head suddenly manifested itself in technicolor. She’d enjoyed releasing her inner wild child so much that previous Sunday morning when he’d walked in on her weekly yoga session that she really wanted to do it again. “Don’t move,” Felicity said as Oliver got ready to let go of the bar he’d been hanging onto for almost a minute now. Although he could stay there for quite some time, he’d been at his workout for a good hour now, and he was getting tired. He shifted slightly and she followed up with, “I said: Don’t. Move.”

Reprimand Did he have to humiliate her? The answer was, and always would be, no.

A Woman’s Touch A friend is someone who can see the truth and pain in you even when you are fooling everyone else. For Felicity Smoak, that friend has been, is, and always will be Skyler Rosewood, even if she can't tell her everything that's happened since she met Oliver Queen. It's still good to have someone on your side willing to listen to your half truths.

The Wounds On My Heart (Are Only Mended By You) For several moments Felicity sat still, her breaths shallow, her body trembling slightly. It had been months since Oliver had touched her like this. She missed it more than she ever thought possible: his arms around her waist, his head burrowed in the crook of her neck, his nose nuzzling her skin as he inhaled the warm lavender scent of her shampoo. It wasn't until he buried his fingers in the long, golden strands of her hair that she finally relaxed into him. She couldn't help herself. Felicity missed him, and now that Oliver was in her arms again, she was reluctant to let go.

We Are Not Unthinkable He turned his head slightly, his lips pressing to her palm. "We are not unthinkable," he whispered back, remembering what she'd said on the island before they left. "I love you, Felicity."

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[echy-hexi]

Me:You let a pyro have a match... What did you think she was going to do? Just light her cigarette?

My dad, almost having his eyebrows singed off:Yes

Me:...I'm disappointed

My dad:As you should be.

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King:hey I gots a question

Me:Nani?

King:What happens when a girl takes a penis enlargement pill?

Me:...I- what?

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Me:You're too sober Faith, go get a beer.

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JJ:Bruh why the fuck are the staff at this funeral home crying?

Celo:Because they work at a fucking funeral home

King:But they should be used to it

Me:No mom

JJ:Yea but you'd think they'd be desensitized to it.

Me:they're paid to cry

Celo:People have emotions unlike you. Not everyone is an emotionless piece of shit.

King:Sympathy

JJ:I'm not an emotionless piece of shit, you're confusing me with Faith

Me:lmao

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JJ:It looks like Satan's cock

Me:Wtf

Celo:It does

Me:How would you kn-... Nvm

King:Satan, did you just send a dick pic? [Context:They all call me "Satan"]

Me:No wtf

JJ:Trap

King:Don't lie

Fai:oh

Me:I'm literally bleeding from my twat and you assume I just sent a dick pic

King:TF is a twat?

Celo:Pussy

King:o

Me:I regret life decisions

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JJ:Lei are these still your notes for us?

"My brother said he is a explosive potato"

"Oofity scoop"

"I mad I wasted 4 years at LCA"

"ok listen here failed abortion im tired of trying to be nice so fuck off you ugly lonely ugly cunt and good night"

"Drink coffee it doesn't stunt ur growth although u don't have growth"

"lmao I got kicked out of 2 friend groups bc i said tiddies in Japanese"

"This is why you're not allowed to have a kid"

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JJ:Isen wants to speak to your manager lmfao

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Me:We're great friends here at Chaotic Evil™ the Group Chat HQ

JJ:Move I'm gay

Fai:Oh great

Me:We know

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Masky:I don't know JJ I just want to kill someone so I can eat *vibrates eyes*

Me:o h l o r d

Me:gEt ThE hOlY wAtEr MoThErFuCkErS

Masky:NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Masky:NOT THAT!

JJ:*sprays with holy water*

Me:XD

Masky:NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

JJ:*spritz spritz bitch*

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JJ:Everytime somebody says some dumbass shit I have a split decision between saying: "fuckin pardon?" or "come again *****??"

Fai:Why not both

Fai:Mix them together

JJ:Pardon again *****? Fuckin come again??

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JJ:Anyway I'll be sleeping w multiple soft n fluffy pillows like the trashy hoe i am and y'all will just have to deal, g'night

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Me:My sister wants to send a bird and some grass to China

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Fai:i'll just stab him in the dick. No more kids for you buddy

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Me:Reasons I don't need to discuss you butt taco

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Jeffo:That goddamn bever exposed my twitter

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JJ:Don't fuck rachel gardner tf y'all are both underage

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Celo:Concern is futile

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Su:You're literally talking to someone who read Danny x Rachel fanfiction at 5 in the morning

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King:How y'all doing

Fai:Dying

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Me:*recites the entire script of "history of the entire world, i guess" in chat*

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JJ:YOU CAN'T TALK ABOUT ANYBODY BEING A BOTTOM CELO

JJ:I PUSHED YOU AND YOU LITERALLY FUCKING MOANED

Su:w o a h t h e r e

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Me:"My parents are going to beat me" kinky

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Me:Last year:King being accused of raping JJ

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Me:ur mum gae

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Me:SHE WAS LOOKING AT LEVI'S DICK-

Su:And I oop-

Fai:Stop. Halt. Halt. Stop.

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Me:EVERYONE IS GAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

Fai:No lei

King:Nope

Me:GO BACK TO YOUR CLOSET

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Me:lets rape africa

Fai:lets not???

Me:they scrambled to see who could rape africa the fastest

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Me:let's blame the maine on spain

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JJ:Cactus dildo

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Me:the holes just appear over night and magically get white stuff in them-

Fai:Alright

Su:I-

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Me:FBI OPEN UP MOTHERFUCKERS

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Me:michigan's a 4-year-old basic moody bitch wearing crocs and socks drinking some fucking starbucks and breaking down in the corner of america while everyone else gets high and drunk af and ignores him to cry. except ohio

ohio is michigan's not alone buddy

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Me:kim kardashian is a boy?

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Fai:halt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halthalt halt halt halt halt halt

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Me:all i heard was big. what-

Fai:don't worry bout it

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JJ:You ask your broke ass friends if they have money

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Me:my sister has a girlfriend apparently-

Fai:Her hand

Me:no

King:Jeffo

Fai:ye

Me:This chick she met in a game

JJ:When's the wedding

Me:Lmao

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"You can't legally stab children"

"Not on purpose anyways"

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Me:TIL my dad's boss lives near Jeffo and my sister's into punky skaters

JJ:TODAY I LEARNED THAT CELO'S MOM KNOWS MY MOM WHAT THE FUCK

Me:so kids what lesson did we learn

Fai/JJ:Nothing

JJ:Jynx

Fai:This is horrible

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Celo:unholy tutu screeching intensifies

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Me:im seriously crying by saying "im a weiner dog"

Me:i am the weiner dog

Me:the holy weiner dog

Su:w h e e z e

Me:im the all-mighty weiner dog

Celo:I can't breathe

Su:c r y i n g

Celo:And I'm ashamed

Me:im crying-

Me:im not

Me:im probably contact-high

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Su:The question is not are you choking, its what are you choking on?

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JJ:"Go jerk off to your fictional waifus, you horny fucking weeb"

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JJ:I speak English not oui oui baguette motherfucker

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King:i just had a flashback of when Destiny Powell started to have nicknames and called Nini tater tot.

King:then christoff just yelled, TATER TOT SHE'S A THOT

JJ:I don't remember Destiny saying that but i definitely remember Christoff saying that

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Me:hi and welcome to college! you want fresh air? WELL IT CANT FUCKIN HAPPEN! BECAUSE WE'RE TOO AFRAID YOU'RE GONNA COMMIT SUICIDE! SO THIS IS ALL YA GET. A SMALL CRACK IN THE WINDOW!

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Me:i enjoy the fact that none of us can actually bother correcting shit after sending unless someone points it out or we notice and it pisses us off.

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Me:i read that as "my new seat in meth is great"

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JJ:stop flirting some of us are trying to spill some tea

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Celo:Squidward thicc af 😏

Me:I- Cel why-

Cel:Aren't you the bitch that likes fell

Me:fuck you dont use this to your advantedge

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Cel:Also, how does that explain why Skyler doesn't even have a dick

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Me, using something from Tumblr:

Cel:There's a fight going on down the block. Wanna go see?

JJ:What-

Lei:Wh- what the fuck- why?

Fai throws Jeffo and Kint down the hallway to their right yelling “FUCK YOU!"

Sounds of things smashing

Lei:I could use some air and time out of the house. Sure why not-

Est:Take me with you I've been stuck in here for *counting on fingers* 50 years-

Lei:You're only 21-

Est:It only looks like I'm 21

Lei:What the fuck-

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JJ:Did Cal just tell me he loves me for the first time?

Lei:Yes.

JJ:And did I just do finger guns back?

Lei:Yes. Yes you did.

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Cel:Hello-

Fai, grabbing through the bars:*Starts to choke him*

Lei: Faith! Faith! Hold on let him explain!

Fai:He’s selling us out!

Lei:Let. Him. Explain.

Cel:*Coughs* Thank you, Leila.

Cel:I’m selling you out.

Lei:*Angry screaming*

Cel:*Choking noises*

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Cel:Why are you smiling?

Jeffi:Can’t I just smile? Maybe something good happened and I’m happy!

JJ:Faith tripped and fell in the parking lot.

King:Did she die?

JJ:No

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Me:you force fed me pizza when i was a baby i remember the future

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Me:all these quotes from the internet, family members, or friends. then there's "ahem You can't be bisexual if you're sansexual. You get to live with this information now, bye"

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Some random discord shit

[aidenum-blog]

@omhye

tropical nights always brought along his long-lost friend who’d only visit him during the buzzes of mosquitos, hymns of crickets, and of course, the unendurable hot spell perpetually around 35ºC in seoul. he, however, regardless of his helpless insomnia– always loved summer. sun seemed to be less hasty about dipping down the horizon, which made him feel like his days were just a bit more everlasting and worthwhile.

through the frustrated pillow-throwing and squirms of the night, you now see the boy stepping out of his studio apartment with those honorable battle scars. itchy and vexing to say the least, but he deals with it. early summer mornings were just a bit more forgiving with its flitting coolness under the branches of white oaks and pine trees, making him less sulky about his mere three hours of sleep last night. by the time he’s reached the four-way street he’s wittingly guided himself through, however, the tickles on his forearm and neck are already long forgotten.

through the viewfinder, he intends to capture anything and everything that will get his flow going for the day: a younger mother with her son’s tiny hand in hers. the boy skips over puddles of water made from sprinklers, tittering through his wobbly jumps that put a warm smile on the mother’s face. skyler lingers for just a little longer, his index finger resting on the shutter release without committing to anything. when he shifts his view over to the cross street, he finally presses and his beloved camera whirls– but oh, who’s this girl that perfectly completes the composition?

their eyes meet (well, her eyes meet his lens to be exact, but you get the idea–) and he lowers down the camera to awkwardly stare at her. she seems to be now walking towards him, and oh god, the boy hasn’t a smidgen of idea on what to do. so he silently waits in his place, his camera against his lower chest.

and if you think it’s shaking, you’re probably just imagining it.

#.thread #.starter #omhye #( * me: i got lots of interactions to do lets keep it short #me: writes a whole chapter #looks into the camera