#oooohhh what if he said the thing from the thing SHUT UP

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stop headcanoning nemik’s manifesto as saying “rebellions are built on hope” he wouldn’t say that. he wouldn’t fucking say that!!!!

#star wars #andor #nemik #he was primarily concerned about the material conditions of the empire and the rebellion #he has like actual fucking ideology for the first time in star wars history and i cannot condone reducing it to like #oooohhh what if he said the thing from the thing SHUT UP #like........ 'hope' is overused in star wars as a way to elide giving the rebellion actual politics but #it could still mean something more specific if u had examples/goals of *what* gives people hope #like. this heist will prove to the people of the galaxy that we DO have a chance against the empire #but does he say that? no. he doesn't #he says the *empire* will learn #n listen i am desperate hoping that we get more people invested in the radical theory of the rebellion so maybe there will be someone else #who is the kind of person to say 'rebellions are built on hope' #like i said. it could easily have an actual political meaning #but nemik is not the one to do that #give my boy some respect. care about his politics and not just the fact that he thinks about stuff #i'm normal about andor. i'm normal about andor. i'm n

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Have you ever considered Mechanic!abby 🫣 like peeking up readers skirt from under that lil roller thing covered in grease😩 girls deserve to be pounded on the hood of a truck as a treat

OOOUUUUUUUU🙈🙈🙈😝😝🫦🫦 i like how ur mind thinks

i kinda got carried away and ended up with this detailed creation LOL i’ve been wanting to write abt abby for a while and took advantage of this request

— OIL CHANGE ★ 𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

warnings: y/n is quite the raunchy gyal, y/n also has like a sorta y2k hot pink fem vibe, lowk perv abby, mentions of drinking, pet names, smut, heavy petting, oral (r!receiving), making out, the knee thing (ikik it has a clutch on my im j rlly gay)

yall read the requestttt😝😝

not proofread

“Lev!”

Silence.

“Leeeeeevvvv!!”

Silence.

“LEV!!”

“Um. I don’t think Lev is here.” A voice chipped from the front desk.

Abby tumbled through the door from the backroom of the auto-shop behind the counter, her face pink from what could’ve been heat or embarrassment and her eyes wide.

“Uh- Im so sorry I thought he was still around. I mean, he was like five seconds ago.” Abby laughed, her hand scratching the back of her neck. Y/n laughed, leaning her elbows on the counter.

“What you doing here y/n?” Abby asked, surprised by the sudden appearance. Abby had known y/n from around. She was a friend of many of Abbys friends and the two had partied together a few times, but had never actually gotten to know each other privately.

Pretty much all Abby knew about in regards to y/n was that she was incredibly attracted to her. The very first time they’d met, their friend having brought them both along to a party at a club a few months ago, Abby had interacted with the girl and immediately wanted her. Her hot pink dress that hugged her figure tightly and lips that glimmered with gloss that night called to her. Her cheeky and brazen personality read brat all over it with tons of pink glitter dumped on it and Abby wanted a taste of it.

Now was the first time Abbyd seen her in a casual situation and she couldn’t help but swallow harshly at the sight that her style didnt water down even slightly on a daily basis.

Her tightly cropped pink long sleeve, the hem of the sleeves decorated with a lighter pink fur, and tiny denim skirt that showed the entirety of her legs had Abby eyeing her up and down the second she caught a glimpse of her full figure.

“Needed to get the oil of my car changed and i remembered that youre like the car genius.” Y/n said, batting her eyelashes prettily at the muscular girl.

Oh she shouldnt be real. Abby thought to herself.

“You’ve come to the right place pretty. Pull the car round back.” She instructed, throwing a hand towel over her shoulder.

“Yes ma’am.” Y/n said coyly, walking backwards for a second to flash a slick smile, then turn around and walk out, Abbys eyes pasted on the back of her legs the seconds she turned. Her eyes lingered, like if she stared hard enough the skirt would lift even the slightest of an inch and show the bottom of the supple skin of her ass.

When Abby caught herself staring, she shook her harshly. You’re worse than a man. She reprimanded herself.

Walking out to the back, Abby set up her tools as she watched y/n pull into the marked spot on the concrete, her black ford fiesta decorated with stickers in the bumper and there was a thin pink line that was painted onto the sides. Abby couldn’t help but giggle at the large pink dices hanging from the interior rearview mirror.

Abby loved y/ns femininity and the way she wore it with no remorse or hesitation. She wore it for no one but herself. The men that dogged after her faced brutal rejection because she didn’t dress like that to appeal to them. No, she didn’t even like men like that. She did it because thats who she is.

And oooohhh the way that made Abby feel.

As y/n hopped out of her car, throwin her keys and purse into the passengers seat and shutting the door.

“Mk you can sit over there this wont take long.” Abby said, pointing to the row of chairs against the wall next to the car.

“Ou how luxurious.” Y/n sneered. Walking towards them.

Abby snorted and began getting to work, placing a tire lifter under one of the tires and securing it in the air.

Y/ns eyes lingered on Abbys arm as she pumped the car up, her braid falling over her shoulder and to hang next to her face. Her white tank was already painted with grease from her past jobs. In all honesty, y/n was at the car shop for more than just an oil change.

Saturday from last week was why she was really there. A party at a gay club that their mutual friend invited them both to and after an hour there led to Abby and y/n having quite the tantalizing conversation. A few shots of tequila in, Abby ended up sat on a bar stool, y/n standing between her legs slightly too close to me merely friendly. They’d interchanged slight backstories like where they worked, how they met their mutual friends, and the recents of their love life. That was the main reason that y/n was here.

Nah im not seeing anyone. Not looking for nothing serious really just like wanna fuck around with pretty girls. Abby said, close to y/ns face as to hear each other over the music.

If you’re fucking around with pretty girls than how come we haven’t. She responded, turning her head to talk into Abbys ear with a sly smile.

What do you think im trying to do right now dummy?

But that night ended up with y/n running out the club with her friend who was drunk beyond comprehension, rushing to get an uber to take the two of them to her house.

Y/n loved her friends and would never be mad at having to take care of them in a given situation, but damn it if she said she wasn’t cursing her friend shed be lying for losing the developing flow between her and Abby.

So when her friend had suggested to y/n she should get her oil changed, she caught the opportunity shes been looking for to get ahold of Abby, considering they never got the chance to interchange numbers before y/n had to leave.

Y/n was distracted from her phone when she heard Abby say something from under the car, her back laid on a wooden rolling plank to slide in and out from under.

“Sorry what?” Y/n asked, standing up and walking to the side Abby was.

“When was the last time you got it changed?” She repeated, Sliding out from under and sitting up, to wipe her hands.

“Hmmm like a year and a half maybe?” Y/n shrugged.

“Should’ve called me up sooner.” Abby said, looking up at the girl from her seat.

“I would’ve if i had a way to do so.” She responded, crossing her hands in front of her chest and leaning back against the pillar next to the parking stop.

“You have to light three candles and say my name into a mirror.” She quipped, making y/n laugh.

Suddenly, y/ns phone rang urgently and she looked down at the contact.

“One sec.” She said before answering, pushing herself off the pillar and turning around.

Abby laid back down on the plank, ready to go back under the car but before she did shoe caught a glimpse of lilac between y/ns thighs. From this angle, Abby had a clear view of y/n’s ass, the soft supple skin that peaked down. Abby couldn’t help but lick her lips, rather excited by the view.

Abruptly, y/n turned back around which sent Abby to frantically whip her head and search around her for some tool she didn’t even know she was looking for.

Little known to her, Y/n had caught it, realizing exactly what Abby saw.

I knew wearing good panties would pay off.

Y/n hung up the phone and walked towards Abby. “Sorry it was a friend of mine. Lost her cat and shes freaking.”

“Don’t worry. This shouldn’t take that much longer.” Abby said, going back under the car on the plank and continuing her work.

Y/n stood watching Abby work, her knees bent out from under the car, being lifted enough for y/n to see glimpses of Abbys arms and face. God she wanted her.

Walking up to the car, she leaned against it next to where Abby laid. “So what have you been up to? Been fucking around with some pretty girls lately?” She snorted.

Abby chuckled from underneath. “Wouldn’t you like to know.” She responded, her sultry voice muffled.

“Im just so curious Ab.” Y/n giggled, extending the o in so.

Abby rolled back out from under the car and laid eyes on the girl standing against the car, her arms crossed in-front of her chest and her legs crossed over each other. She had a mischievous glimpse in her eye, one that Abby wasn’t sure how to dissect considering it was always present in her eyes.

Y/n brought her leg forward and lightly kicked Abbys leg with her platform.

As she extended her leg, from beneath Abby could clearly see her clothes mound, her eyes frantically running around trying to avoid looking so obvious. When her eyes fell onto y/n’s own, she saw the bashful smirk on her lips and the tilt of her head.

She knows exactly what shes doing.

Abby stood up, quickly towering over the girl in pink. Out of instinct, y/n pressed her back against the car as Abby got closer.

“Is this what you came down here for?” Abby sneered, darkness growing within her eyes. Y/n looked up at the muscular girl with round eyes, her bottom lip catching in between her teeth.

“What is it baby? You want me to fuck you, is that it?” She said, confidence bubbling in her chest as y/n’s hand pressed onto her chest and looked up at her.

“You’ve kept me waiting Abs.” Y/n groaned.

“Me?” Abby chuckled, her hands coming up to the girls waist. “You’re the one that left running the other night.”

Before y/n could even think of replying, Abbys lips pounced on hers, the kiss immediately heated and desperate.

Their bodies pushed and pulled against one another’s, hands clawing at each other and the noises coming from their mouths obscene.

Abbys lips jumped from y/n’s own and onto her neck, biting and sucking at the space below her ear. Y/n breathed heavily, faint whines leaving her lips at the feeling of Abbys knee pressing against her clit, the heat of the denim and cotton in between their bodies sending bolts through y/ns spine.

Abbys hand wandered below y/ns top, her hand kneading and palming her breasts, the combination of stimulation making y/n automatically rock her hips lightly against Abbys thigh, searching for any kind of release.

Abbys tongue shot into y/n’s mouth to drown the growing moans tumbling from her lips.

“Keep quiet for me pretty girl.” Abby instructed before collapsing to her knees before the pink clothes girl.

“Fuck.” Y/n hissed under her breath at the sight of the larger girl sitting on her knees and looking up at her, her fingers hooking onto the lilac panties blocking her way.

“This ok?” Abby asked, her thumbs caressing the soft skin on y/n’s hips. She desperately nodded im response, Abby shaking her head.

“No baby, words.” She instructed.

“Yes Abby- please.” y/n babbled, her hands coming to push strands of hair that had falles out of Abbys braid behind her ear.

With a shit eating grin, Abby pulled down y/ns panties, wetness pooling on the material that made Abby groan.

Diving beneath the skirt, she didn’t wait for a second to lick a long, painfully slow stride along her, separating y/ns and ending with a flick on her clit.

One of y/ns hands flew to the back of Abbys head, the other cupping over her mouth to stifle the moans that fell from her lips.

Abby went to town on y/ns burning pussy, sucking and flicking in places that made y/ns body twitch and whine.

Her tongue caught itself in y/ns clenched hole, teasing it repeatedly as she felt y/n pulsate around nothing, pleadingly trying to grip onto anything given.

“Oh fuck Abby.” Y/n mewled, making Abby groan into her, the vibrations on her clit making her to fold forward slightly.

Abbys hand came to the back of y/n’s thigh, lifting it up and placing the back of her knee on her shoulder, the newfound angle almost making y/n scream as Abby went down on her.

“Shit Abby- Im close.” Y/n moaned, her grip on the girls hair tight and burning, making Abby more and more feral by the second as Y/n’s hips rocked against her face.

“Cum for me baby.” Abby mumbled into y/n’s mound, the very vibrations of her words sending y/n over the edge.

Y/n’s legs shook, her thighs coming to squeeze around Abbys head, her mouth falling open and her eyes squeezing shut. The rope within y/n’s stomach snapped and Abby didn’t falter her lapping on her pussy, breathing in and licking up all of y/w wetness as it dripped down her chin.

When y/n’s moans of pleasure started becoming whines of overstimulation, Abby separated, pulling up y/n panties that rested at her ankles.

When she stood back up, y/n immediately gripped her by the back of the neck and slammed into her, tasting her own juices on her lips.

“You’re good at that.” y/n laughed lightly as the two barely separated.

“Why thank you.” Abby snickered back.

Y/ns phone rang, sitting on the top of the car. When she reached for it and saw the contact, she sighed, swiping to pick up the call.

“Yes?” Y/n said sourly into the phone, Abby smiling into her neck at her attitude as she pressed kisses into it. “Are you for real right now?” She groaned. “Ill be there in 30.”

Y/n hung up the phone and Abby rose her head again. “The change is done. I just gotta make sure everything screwed it well.” Abby said, her face not even closely suiting the words coming out if her mouth considering she had a big smile plastered onto her lips.

“Perfect. What do i owe you?” Y/n asked referring to the oil change.

“A date.” Abby said without hesitation.

Y/n laughed at the sureness and placed her hand on Abbys chest.

“Consider it paid.”

#ˋ°•*⁀➷ ꜱᴏꜰɪ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇꜱ #lgbtq #abby anderson blurb #abby anderson x reader #abby anderson #abby anderson x y/n #abby anderson smut #the last of us #the last of us part 2 #ellie williams #joel miller #the last of us smut #abby anderson fluff #abby anderson angst #wlw #sapphic #lesbian #lesbian smut

[angelbroad]

"It's not too late, lets go."

Type: Fanfiction

Fandom: Mortal Kombat

Characters: Raiden, Kung Lao, Kakkō, Lui Kang

 “I’m sorry Raiden, I don’t get it. It’s the twenty-second of February, how does it make sense to be celebrating a New Year?”

 Raiden chuckled before explaining, “Because here we celebrate with the lunisolar calendar, and it marks the year of the rabbit today, so New Years.”

 “Oooohhh. I didn’t know that.”

 “I know, you just told me.”

 “Well, still, what does it have?”

 “Have you never been to a festival before?”, Kung Lao commented from across the table.

 Kakkō rolled their eyes at him, “Oh shut up, I didn’t have time for festivals.”

 “Right right, you had shaolin work to do.”, Kung Lao sarcastically responded as he toyed with his new hat.

 “Well, I think that just opens up an opportunity!”, Raiden said.

 Kakkō looked at Raiden, “What do you mean?”

 “Since you’ve never been to a festival before, we can take you with us today! Is there something you particularly want to see?”

 The shapeshifter looked at the table, holding their chin in thought. They soon raised their head slightly as they answered Raiden’s question.

“I guess..I would like to see the fireworks.”

 “Just how sheltered are you?”, Kung Lao questioned, “Have you seriously never seen fireworks before?”

 “I don’t know, have you ever fought a pyromancer and cryomancer at the same day before?”

 “Well, yes but only once-”

 “Then there is a first time for anything!”

 “Those are two completely different things!”

 “Guys! No need to get heated up over something so trivial.”, Raiden reasoned, both his friends turning away from each other with a pout, which was a bit hilarious to see. He laughed a little, “Well, what do you say Kakkō? You, me, and Kung Lao going to the festival. I’m sure we’ll have a great time.”

 Kakkō looked at him with a mixture of excitement and softness, “Absolutely! Let’s do it!”

 “Do what, Kakkō?”

 The three turned to see Lui Kang just entering the room, Raiden and Kung Lao greeting him with respect.

 “Lord Lui Kang.”, Raiden stated, “We were thinking about attending this New Year’s festival.”

 “I see.”, Lui Kang responded, “But I must remind you, you have work to do in the Wu Shi as well. We do not have much time before the tournament takes place.”

 “Of course, Lord Lui Kang.”

 Lui Kang nodded, and left the three to their devices. Kung Lao picked up his half-finished hat and placed it on his head.

 “Well, you heard Lord Lui Kang. We have training to do.”

 “If Raiden beats you, I get to eat your dumplings.”

 “Oh, you’re on!”

 “K-Kakkō! Don’t drag me into this!”

 The shapeshifter shrugged, “Sorry.”

 Their day at the Wu Shi felt more dragged on than usual, Kakkō constantly looking at the sky to make sure they wouldn’t miss the festival. Elder Gods be damned if they missed the fireworks again. They had been around festivals before, they certainly knew what they were, but they would never stick around for long, always forced to admire the colorful lights from afar. But this time, they would make sure to enjoy it up close. With people they loved this time.

 This was easier said than done. Because no matter how fast Kakkō finished their chores, the monks always seemed to have more work coming their way. It was like they had a vedetta against them having fun. Hope was slowly being lost as Kakkō watched the sky darken above them, and as the faint sounds of the festival reached their enhanced ears, they silently mourned the loss of their chance.

 “Are you okay?”, Raiden asked as the two sweeped the floors of the dining area.

 Kakkō sighed, “I missed my chance again.”, they said as they slumped against their broom, “Now I’ll miss the fireworks again.....”

 Raiden gave them an understanding look, “Well, we were needed here, and you know well that our realm needs us.”

 Kakkō let out a groaning noise from their throat.

 “Maybe next year we’ll catch it.”, Raiden said.

 Just as Raiden went back to sweeping, however, Kung Lao burst into the room, running up towards them.

 “You two!”

 ”Kung Lao. Is everything alright-?”

 “The festival.”, Kung Lao stated as he halted to a stop in front of them.

 “It’s too far. We won’t make it in time...”, Kakkō sulked.

 “Nuh-uh. It’s not too late, let’s go.”

 “I think I have to agree with Kakkō on this one, Kung Lao. The festival is too far  for us, we won’t make it in time.”

 “You are right. We won’t make it in time, as humans.”

 The two raised their heads to look at him, then each other, and the next thing they knew they were flying through the skies and towards the festival. The two boys held onto their hats for dear life as Kakkō carried both of them in each hand.

 “Do we weight anything to you??”

 “Nah, it’s like holding a couple of grapes.”

 They finally arrived at the festival. Kakkō landed on a rooftop, placing their friends down carefully. Just as they retracted their black wings back into their being, the sky lit up. The three turned their gazes to the sky, admiring the colorful fireworks erupting above. Kakkō’s white pupils dilated at the sight, feeling the warmth of the fireworks on their skin. 

 Kung Lao turned to them.

 “Told you it wasn’t too late.”

#fictober23 #mk1 #mortal kombat #kakko #kung lao #raiden #lui kang #hellfire family au #mk au

[dumpsterlmao]

something urgent - kohaku oukawa

summary - you approached kohaku to tell him about an urgent notice. he may or may have almost believed that he got into trouble but that was just all just false.

genre - fluff and swearing ahead lol

a/n: long time no post but yayyy, i'm now back to writing!! 🥰<33 more of my enstars fics will be posted soon!

you were just on your way downstairs to grab a cup of water and maybe take a break by eating a snack. you took a seat by yourself and drank your water bottle. kohaku notices you sitting at a table by yourself. he glances at you for a second until his bandmates came to break his silence.

"what's got you staring like that, huh?" rinne asks letting out a snickered laugh to which kohaku rolled his eyes in response. "or did your brain stopped working for a second?" kohaku ignored his question. "hm, you seem to be staring at mc over there." himeru guesses. "aww, kohaku has a crush on mc?" niki adds in. kohaku looks at him with embarassment as his cheeks were already colored red. "no, i fucking don't."

kohaku's reaction made the three boys let out a laugh. you heard a noise of laughter right at at crazy:b's table. they were in their usual mood as always, but you didn't expect himeru to be full into energy. as you noticed kohaku, you then remember about the urgent schedule that you were suppose to inform him. yet you hadn't since you were too busy completing other works.

you stood up from your table to approach him. kohaku noticed foosteps towards him and he had a surprised reaction upon seeing you. he didn't expect you to appear so suddenly. rinne kept holding in his laughter, on the verge to blurt out kohaku's silly crush on you, but niki nudged his shoulder a couple times to avoid him from doing that. "stop punching my arm you stupid fuck." niki yelped in pain from his punch. "but i'll let it slide since kohaku-" himeru proceeds to cover his loud mouth. "are you done fuckin' around? you forgot that mc is here." kohaku glares at rinne.

you glanced to your watch and realised that your breaktime was almost over. you needed to get things done. "kohaku." you patted on his shoulder. "i'm gonna need you around the next hour for something urgent." kohaku nods at your reminder. rinne notices the tone of your voice sounding very serious. "oooh, is it because this little shit here did something wrong?" he lets out a laugh.

"OW!-" rinne harshly places his hand onto kohaku's shoulder. kohaku already had the urge to punch his face at this time. "no, it's something else that i would rather not prefer to disclose." you stated. "alright, i'll be there." kohaku answers. you nodded back at his response.

it was now time for you to leave to go on with your business. "that's all i have to remind, see you later kohaku and please be present." kohaku was still confused but he goes on with your saying. "rinne seems to be right, himeru also assumes that you might have did something wrong." himeru says.

"ah, way to go to ruin your first move." niki commented. "it's okay, there's still plenty of chicks waitin' for ya kohaku. HAHAHAHA!" rinne teases the poor boy. "shut the fuck up." kohaku blatanly said. "even if i did something wrong to upset mc, then i'll just resolve it." he added. "look at you acting so confident, it's hilarious to hear the things you would do to please them." rinne teases him once again. "but let's not forget that you most likely did cause trouble for mc." niki remembers to which kohaku answered, "mc hasn't said shit yet. don't go into conclusions already."

the three boys continued to tease kohaku as a joke that he got scolded by you. "oooohhh, busted." niki lets out a laugh. "goodluck with mc kohaku, maybe you won't make it out alive but who knows!" and with that, rinne was never to be heard after that sentence.

#enstars #ensemble stars #ensemble stars!! #ensemble stars imagines #ensemble stars x reader #enstars x reader #enstars imagines #enstars fanfic #ensemble stars fanfic #crazyb #crazyb x reader #enstars scenario #ensemble stars scenario #kohaku oukawa #kohaku x reader #kohaku oukawa x reader

[baka-monarch]

hie im here to request somethin discduo maybe doing a manhunt? :D

Tommy panted as he pumped his legs, running and pushing off the ground with each step with as much force as he could muster. He was tired and his body burned from how much he'd been moving, but he couldn't slow down or rest- if he did he'd either lose Dream and be on his own, or slow down too much and get caught by the people chasing them. Of course he knew if he was caught nothing too bad would happen, it was just a game he'd gotten invited to join in, but in the heat of the moment it felt terrifying to get caught; as if they were being hunted by actual predators rather than their friends.

"WHY THE FUCK DID I LET YOU TALK ME INTO THIS!?" Tommy yelled at Dream when he finally spotted the more experienced speed runner parckouring through the trees above him- he was supposed to be helping Tommy, but the green bastard kept getting up to places the blond couldn't reach or see.

Dream laughed, "You're the one who begged to come along this time!" The elder called down, finally slowing down a bit to pull out a fishing rod.

"Yeah well- you're an ass for not warning me sooner how fucking stupid this is!" Tommy called up, paying more attention to Dream's mask than to where he was running. Bad move.

Dream was soon laughing at him even more as he tripped and almost fell down a ravine- last minute though he felt something snag the back of his shirt and shoot him into the air. Tommy screamed and flailed as he was sent flying before he landed harshly onto a thick tree branch.

"Looks like I saved you again!" Dream said smugly as Tommy glared up at him. "How much do you owe me now for these saves? That's twenty rescues and-"

"I don't owe you nothing bitch." Tommy flipped Dream off before pushing himself up to sit on the branch. He could practically hear Dream's eyes rolling from under the mask as he did.

"Alright alright, fine, either way stay up here for a second." Dream's voice slowly got quieter, and before Tommy could complain again he heard footsteps from underneath where they sat.

"I could've sworn he was right here!" A familiar British voice called out, and when Tommy peeked down he saw George looking down into the ravine he just almost fell into.

"Well he's not obviously!" Sapnap was soon joining the brit at the edge of the ravine, peeking in. "You're fucking blind Gogs!" Sapnap flicked George's head.

"Ow- no!" George pushed Sapnap then, clearly a bit annoyed. "I know what I saw! Maybe he just died- which makes things a lot easier for us y'know!"

"George he's not dead, if he was there would've been a death message stupid." Tommy smirked as Sapnap stuck out his tongue and George growled. They're both stupid.

"Look again! I'm telling you he fell down there!" George grabbed Sapnap's shoulders and made him look in the ravine again, the American immediately fighting and pushing George away from him as he did.

"I already looked and he's not! Shut up!"

"No you shut up!!!" They both started pushing and punching at each other, not very hard but it was still funny to watch. Tommy chuckled a little, and when he looked back at Dream he saw the blonde had a bow and arrow at the ready. Dream looked at Tommy and the Brit could feel the smirk on his face.

"Oooohhh yeah good idea~" Tommy smirked back and got out his own bow. While Sapnap and George kept fighting near the edge of the ravine, Tommy and Dream aimed their bows at each of them- and then shot at once. Both hunters squealed in a very non-manly way as they fell back from the arrows and into the bottom of the ravine.

Tommy and Dream hopped down and looked down at the two with devilish smiles, Dream having removed his mask just to show off how much of a shit he was with Tom. "Hey- maybe check the ravine while you're there, Tommy might be there George!" They both laughed then ran off, only laughing more when in the distance they heard the hunters fighting each other again rather than following them.

#ask #primeblr

[fandomn00blr]

Body heat for morristair? 👀

Oooohhh nice one! This is the two of them after finally getting together in Inquisition ten years after they made an old god baby (with obligatory flashback to immediately after making said baby). It would fit really well in Kieran, except that I decided to make poor Alistair suffer a little bit more in that story, so we'll just call it an alternate timeline...

“You don’t have to go,” he says, tentatively. He thinks about reaching for her as she rolls away from him, but she’s already made her way out of the bed and is standing with her back to him.

“You are too warm. And covered in perspiration…” She pulls her shawl back up over her shoulders, covering herself, and reaches for the rest of her clothes on the floor. “And I have often heard your snoring from the other side of camp...”

“I could…stay awake. Until you fall asleep? I won’t touch you if you don’t want me to…I just…thinking about tomorrow…I’m still a bit scared, if I’m being honest. And it would be nice if…”

She turns and gives him a look, then, that tells him comforting him was not to be a part of this so-called life-saving ritual she proposed to him and Solona.

“The ritual will work. One of you will slay the Archdemon, and its soul will pass into…” She glances down at her stomach as if she’s suddenly feeling the full weight of her role in this.

“How do you know?”

“Hmm…?”

“How do you know it’s going to work?”

“It has to…” she murmurs, still staring at her womb.

“What do you mean?”

“I’m sorry, Alistair…” She finally looks back up at him. “There are…things…I must attend to…”

“Can’t I help?”

She shakes her head, smiling with more than that usual tinge of sadness he’s started to notice. And it shouldn’t surprise him at all, this bittersweet refusal — it’s what he agreed to, after all — but it still breaks his heart.

“You should just…try to get some rest,” she says, before turning away from him and hastily pushing her way out through the door.

…

Ten years later, and he’s thought about that conversation so many times. What if he had actually reached for her? Held her? Refused to let her leave? Found the words he was lacking to reassure her instead of looking only to be reassured? Would she have disappeared all the same? Would she have shut him out so completely during her pregnancy and then disappeared again after Kieran was born? Had she wanted him to beg her to stay? To confess his feelings for her, then? Feelings he still has trouble making sense of, other than that he only seems to have ever had them for her…

“You are very warm,” she murmurs into his shoulder.

“Too warm?”

Morrigan shakes her head, reaching an arm over his torso. Her touch sends a shiver through him, cutting through all his post-coital fretting and seeming to force the words right out of his mouth.

“I knew you were scared back then…” he tells her. “I’m sorry I didn’t do anything about it.”

“Hm?”

“The ritual. I could see it. You were just as scared as I was…I wish I would’ve tried harder to convince you to stay. Or to try and find you after you left instead of just…waiting around and feeling sorry for myself. It might not have changed anything, but maybe it wouldn’t have taken us ten years to…”

“Alistair…”

“I threw all my own self-doubt at you and chased you off. And not just that one time, either!”

“You give yourself too much credit.” She chuckles softly, and her breath tickles the sweat-soaked hair on his chest. “I have hardly been blameless in this.”

“What…is this, exactly? Now that we…I mean, are we…?”

“‘Tis…what it has always been. An agreeable arrangement. For the two of us. And our son.”

“Just an ‘arrangement,’ eh?”

She nods into his arm. “I did say it was an agreeable one. Perhaps even moreso now than before?”

“Well, you haven’t heard my snoring yet. I’m sure it’s only gotten worse.”

“I happen to have learned a very useful noise-dampening enchantment in the years since the Blight.”

“Oh, I see…” He cranes his neck to look down at her with a smug grin. “So you’ve been planning for this particular arrangement for a while, then, hmm?”

“Kieran was a very light sleeper as a baby…” she informs him. “And our travels took us to a number of noisy inns.”

Alistair frowns. He is instantly embarrassed he didn’t think of that…and even more ashamed he wasn’t there to help.

“But the thought had occurred to me before asking you to stay tonight.” She smiles against his arm. It is an attempt at reassurance. And surely that means something…in fact, it means quite a bit more than something. It actually means the world to him. “I am sorry, too,” she says. “I was not very good at being afraid, though I certainly was…more often than I ever wished to admit.”

“Are you still?” he asks. “Afraid? Of me or of being a parent or of just…the world ending, as it always seems to be about to do?”

“Are you?”

“Terrified.”

She pushes herself up to get a better look at him, and it is absolutely terrifying — her piercing gaze fixed on him up close like this after all these years of cautious distance…what if she realizes this was a mistake? That there’s too much baggage. He is still the King of Ferelden, after all, married to someone else, however unconventional he and Anora’s arrangement may be. And a Warden. She is still…well, her. Fiercely independent, brilliant, and dead set against being tied down to any one person or cause other than their son. What if she disappears again, or changes her mind about letting him spend more time with Kieran? What if —

Morrigan interrupts his spiraling thoughts with a kiss. And he kisses her back, because it’s more preferable — more agreeable, even — than worrying about everything else. And he lets himself get lost for a moment in the warmth of her lips and the feel of her tongue pressed against his.

But eventually, she pulls back, maybe just to catch her breath. He really hopes it’s just that, because he suddenly feels like they have ten years’ worth of kissing to catch up on.

“Since the Blight, I may have also learned that it is not a weakness to have fears, or to share them with someone else…”

It’s an elegant conclusion to his inelegant neediness which, of course, he can’t just allow to stand on its own. “And you’re sure you’re okay with me being sweaty?” he asks, pulling her back in close against him.

Morrigan rolls her eyes at him in feigned exasperation, but she doesn’t push him away. “I can’t possibly understand why it took me so long to be completely swept off my feet by your charms…”

“You find me and my hot, sweaty body irresistible, and you know it.”

“Indeed,” she snorts.

This was the last one of the Birthentine's prompts I received this year! Thank you for indulging me. These two are sickeningly sweet (most of the time), and I had such a great time sighing over thoughts of sweaty, hairy, snoring Alistair.

#birthentine's prompts #dragon age #alistair #morrigan #morristair #kieran #he's not there don't worry but he's in their thoughts obviously #body heat

[the-trinket-witch]

Winter Break

(Takes place in between Book 3 and 4)

Yuu And Grim could only watch as Albert spent the last couple of days before winter break running around like a madman. Finishing prep here, tidying up the dorm, securing plans with the ghosts.

"Please send them my regards and congratulations!" He asked. "But now, I've seen him keep the large fire in the cafeteria going all year, does he have a substitute for that?"

"Oooohhh, not really~ It was kind of a surprise for him, so he couldn't make plans~ Yuu doesn't have anywhere to go, maybe they can?" One of the ghosts replied. 

>I mean, give’s us something to do

>Glad…to be of help??

"That's a shame. I had planned on them coming with me. If you all are staying around, could I ask you to be able to fill in for them? If you could, I don’t have plans for the north wing of the dorm-you could design it to all of your likings, and we'd be extremely grateful for it!" 

The three specters pondered for a moment, but eventually relented with the deal.  

Grim piped in, "Wait, where's everybody goin', anyway?" 

"Oh, it's winter break-there are so many holidays close to the end of the year, most schools just shut down to let students out to celebrate at home. I'm heading home to The Shaftlands later today; maybe you and Yuu would like to accompany me? I can show you around town and since we'll be home I can build a holiday spread to eat."

"Holiday…spread? Like a feast? ABSOLUTELY! C'mon, Henchman! Let's go!" 

Al laughed a little at the sudden enthusiasm. 

>Anything we need to pack? 

>You sure we’re not imposing? 

"It's not like we're staying for a whole month, so pack what you think you might need for a couple of weeks." Al assured. "Oh look at the time! We should get going before the queue gets too long."

______________________________________________________________

The Mirror Chamber had been packed with students and their luggage. Al struggled to pick Riddle out of the crowd. Seemed a bit easier to look for either Trey or Cater poking over the crowd. His calls drew attention finally, though it only seemed to momentarily perk the red-head up from an otherwise dour mood. 

"Oii, Riddle! I'm surprised you haven't left yet," Al called, waving him over.

"Albert, You're still here too? I'm… Just nervous going home, is all," Riddle admitted. 

"It's your mother, right?" Albert looked back towards his dormmates, "If you'd rather, I'm bringing these two with me, and it'd just be my father coming home, later, so you'd have plenty of room to join us…"

"Thank you but…I've been meaning to talk with her. I don't know if she'll listen but…at least I'll have said my peace. I'll text you if something happens."

Both smiled at each other solemnly. Riddle turned to leave, but was met with a wall of torso.

"Ehh-Lil Kingyo should just stay if he's so scared of goin' home~" the wall, Floyd, teased. "You can stay at Octavinelle over break and hang out with us~"

"Ah, I forgot-you three were staying over the holiday," Al faux-smacked himself into remembering. 

"Yeah~ Azul's been pretty bummed since ya told us. I mean, I’m kinda bummed too, but he’s been all quiet, doing his homework already. We'll miss ya, but I think he's gonna miss ya a whole bunch," his toothy grin widened.

Riddle took the opportunity to swoop out from under Floyd, waving as he rejoined Cater and Trey.

"I. Have. Not," Azul called, having somehow heard the conversation. "I've been needing to take care of homework so I can better dedicate time to finish prepping for New Years. We can't go anywhere anyway."

Jade interjected, "Right, a large glacier blocks our way back home in the Coral Sea. We do leave for Spring Break of course, once it thaws. Can’t say it won’t be a little quiet without you all."

"Ah, a shame. Riddle already knows my stance on overworking, 'Putting one's nose to the grindstone too long will leave you without one to see past the end of,' but I understand," Albert sighed. "I can bring some things back for everyone, but all I can think would be business cards from shops in town; we might have also gone on a jaunt to the Schwartz Hills if we had a chance, but I wouldn't even know what to bring back from up there as specimens if we did~" He painted his face with a feigned disappointment, "We could always come back early to celebrate New Years here, of course."

Azul could only chuckle at the barely contained smile the other man was trying to hide. "You're as ‘shrewd’ as ever, Albert. I’ll take the credit of that rubbing off on you. And no need to be coy, now. Give us about an hour and meet us here. Since you insist, we'll assume you have accommodations available."

"It's a deal," Al finally let slip his smile. He noticed one starting to creep up on Azul's lips as well. 

"Awee, I thought it was just gonna be us three! Ya really gonna invite these guys?" Grim whined from Yuu's shoulder. 

"If I couldn't find a way to accommodate on-the-fly events, then what kind of personal assistant could I b-" Al replied before suddenly being engulfed in a tangle of limbs.

"Nehhh~ Kajiki's letting us stay over~" Floyd cooed as he tackled Albert into another hug. Al could feel a couple vertebrae pop from the pressure, but he'd come to understand the impromptu chiropractic work as his form of affection. 

"I might not be able, if you don't allow me a chance up for air," he begged, muffled in the eel's chest. 

___________________________

With everyone's bags packed and ready, the pack filed through the Mirror, hand in hand in paw. Once everyone passed through they found themselves inside another mirror chamber, blaringly more busy than the previous. Al held his arms out to offer up the view of the station, letting everyone drink it all in. 

"Welcome Gentlemen, to Altus!"

Al led the way through the crowd, allowing the slow pace to accommodate his friend's roaming gazes. Eyes followed brass and copper pipes snaking in every direction. The hiss of steam pressure caught attention in one instance, a horn of a train calling it in another. Public chatter filled in any gaps of silence in the station, not changing once the six exited to the street. Buildings shot to the sky, leaving only slight blocks of blue to indicate there even was a sky above. Fish-themed vehicles zipped through the air between buildings, the street hummed with cars and carriages pulled by mechanized horses. 

"If you follow me, we can drop off our luggage and plan an itiner-" Albert started. 

He turned back to find one twin's face plastered to a shop's display window, the other more kindly observing the display of another. He turned to the remaining three before erupting into a roar of laughter. Al jotted down the names of the shops before corralling the two back over. Everyone followed behind Al as they wove through the crowds. Most had at least one or two places they brought to his attention for places to go, Grim wanting to stop mostly at food establishments. 

"If we're feeling peckish we can stop by this nice little pie shop on the way. They're probably the most famous in town. They cater to all tastes: Beef, pork, ee-" He stopped himself from mentioning the specialty eel pies, remembering the company he'd been keeping. "-Even vegetarian options!"

Further along the drone of something large directed their attention skyward. 

>That things huge!

>What is that thing?

"That's the Altus City Museum.  Tickets are right expensive, but back in its day, it was called the N.A.S Admiral. You'll probably hear people call it 'Old Admiral Boom'."

"Might I ask where the nickname 'Admiral Boom' comes from?" Jade asked. 

Al crept up beside the twin, pointing towards the dirigible’s front. "Do you see those large cannons up front, there?" A devious smirk grew on both his and Jade's face at the understanding. 

Their trek stretched to the suburbs, signaled by the spacing of buildings and addition of larger public spaces. 

"Here we are: Sakura Street. Once we get unpacked we can better plan our afternoon," he announced as they passed through one of the parks. It took quite a bit of restraint to not want to bounce, skip or trot through the leaves plastering the street.

The sound of a small brass ensemble brayed across the park, carried with the reddening leaves on the wind.  The flat they approached sat squashed in a row of others, all more tall than wide. None stood out for any fashion in their vigil over the park. Albert bumped the door open, standing aside to bid them entry. The house sat dark with the curtains drawn; the smell of a dry spice somehow still lingering in the air. Grim leapt to the first seat he could find, kicking up a small puff of dust. Albert took to bringing light inside by pulling back the curtains and flipping the switches. Besides the cloud of dust, the house sat still, modest…sterile. 

"Pardon the dust-no one's been home besides us for, let see… six months now? Before we try settling in let's drop these off upstairs."

He led the group up to a few rooms with beds, allowing them to decide amongst themselves who slept where. Jade and Floyd seemed to frame themselves around an empty spot on the larger of the selection. Their serrated grins at their partner offered said open spot, only to be responded with a bright red face of rejection. 

Azul stopped to note some of the framed photos lining the stairwell on the way back downstairs. "These are your parents?" He'd motioned towards one with a couple in formal-wear. 

"That was their wedding photo. I think that was about the only time Mom was able to get him in a photo. He always either volunteered to take the photo or it was just Her and me."

"Hehe-Kajiki looked so cute as a small fry~ Didn't know your hair was that red before, or long-ya look like a lil Rockfish in those glasses," Floyd giggled at the photo of a much younger Albert. Jade took a look as well, "Indeed-almost a shame it's the shade it is now." His hand hid his smile slightly. "As well, the choice of clothes they had you in is…interesting." Albert wasn't sure on which front he was supposed to be embarrassed over, but his cheeks grew hot, regardless. 

>Awe, thats cute

>That's a surprise

"I suppose we're even on that front, now," Azul replied, "now we've all seen each other's younger selves."

The group congregated in the dining area to develop their travel plans. Al lamented more about his lack of preparation, wishing he'd have taken the time to dust before inviting company. Grim helped bring drinks to the table, but cried out in shock at the fridge. 

"EMPTY?! How're we gonna have a feast with nothing in there?"

"Well tonight I'm treating you all to a restaurant, there's a few in mind we could decide on. Our big dinner plan requires we head to the Morning Market tomorrow,  so we can't stay up too late. It's a bit imperative we take off early to get the best while it's there."

"Myahh, okay, but we need to grab snacks on the way back!"

"Of course; with as many stops as I think we're planning, it might work up an appetite."

They planned the next few days out before deciding on a place to eat. Yuu landed as the tie-breaker, as Al felt it best to let his guests have the final say.

>Penguin's Suit (A large, upscale restaurant with more upscale local fare)

>Michael's Carousel (A cozy, local fave with the gimmick of lazy-susan style tables)

"Lovely choice." 

#twisted wonderland #twst oc #twst #albert eastwind #floyd leech #jade leech #eugenio hernandez #my writing #twst fanfic #fly-fishing #fly-fishing ship

[arc-misadventures]

so you know that episode of rwby chibi where blake mistakes jaune for sun?

Why not release something based on that, like someone else's reaction to that moment. or some presenter "getting confused" and putting a picture of sun next to phyrra's and how wild pyrr got when he saw that.

for your au de could you do better?

You Can Do Better Than Him VII

Neptune: Dude, Sun! I just came up with a brilliant idea!

Sun: Who said you could do that?

Neptune: Rude.

Sun: But, true!

Neptune: …

Neptune: So, anyway I figured out a way for you to get a chance with, Pyrrha Nikos~!

Sun: Pyrrha Nikos? Dude, why do you think I want to get with her?

Neptune: You don’t?! Why the hell don’t you want a chance with the, Pyrrha Nikos?!

Sun: She’s just… I’m not interested in her… that’s it.

Neptune: …

Neptune: Y-You’re not into the Pyrrha Nikos…?

Sun: No… No I’m not…

Neptune: Not even a little…?

Sun: No, not at all…

Neptune: Oh…

Sun: Yeah…

Neptune: …

Sun: …

Neptune: Would you be interested in playing a prank on her instead…?

Sun: …

Sun: What kind of prank…?

~~~

Sun: AAAAHHHH!!!!

Neptune: WHAAAAAA!!!!

Sun: AAAAAAaaaaaaa…?!

Neptune: AAAAAAaaaaa…?!

Sun: …

Neptune: …

Sun: W-Why were we screaming…?

Neptune: I… I don’t remember…?

Blake: We know why.

SN: AHHHHhhhh…?!

BY: …

Sun: H-Hi, Blake!

Neptune: Hey girls~!

Yang: My, my… you’d think he’d learn not to flirt with a girl after what happened to him…

Blake: Neptune’s a hopeless flirt, so no, no he would not.

Yang: He’s going to get a buckshot in the gut if he keeps that up…

Blake: He more, or less already did…

Yang: Fair.

Neptune: What are you…?! Ahh?! W-What?! I can’t move my neck?! Why can’t I move my neck?!!

Yang: Its in a brace, ya idiot.

Neptune: W-What happened?!

Yang: You flirted with, Pyrrha.

Blake: Badly at that…

Yang: Yeah, you upset, Pyrrha so much she uppercut you into the ceiling.

Neptune: The ceiling?!

Blake: Yeah, took half an hour to dig you out.

Neptune: S-Seriously…?!

Yang: Yeah… It was damn funny! His twig body dangling like a wind chime! Oh, that was awesome.

Neptune: …

Sun: So… What about me, why am I here?

Blake: How do you feel?

Sun: I feel fine.

Blake: Aura level?

Sun: Lets see its…?! 10%?! How did that happen?!

Blake: Last question: How’s your tail?

Sun: My tail? It’s… OWWWW?!!!!

Yang: It’s a pain in the ass, eh? Eh?!

Blake: Pfft! Y-Yang that’s not funny…

Yang: Then why are you laughing?

Blake: Oh shut it…

Sun: W-What’s wrong with my tail?! Why does it hurt like hell?!

Blake: Well, after Neptune was sent into the ceiling. Pyrrha, grabbed you by your tail, spun you around, and threw you out the window…

Sun: …

Sun: Seriously?!

Yang: Yeah; she sent you a good… 30 feet, ish?

Blake: About that much.

Sun: How did I survive that?!

Blake: Could have been worse.

Sun: How?! She sent me flying through a window so hard, I don’t even remember anything?! How could it have been worse?!

Yang: Well, Pyrrha missed…

Sun: Missed?

Blake: She was aiming for the wall.

Sun: …

Neptune: …

Yang: A bit of advice for your stay at, Beacon, boys: Never talk how, Pyrrha is too good for, Jaune or vis versa. NEVER!!!

Sun: Or else she cause great bodily harm…?

Yang: Pretty much.

Neptune: Okay…

Blake: All things considered boys, you got off easy.

SN: Easy?!

Blake: Yeah, the last guy who flirted with her, screamed so loud, allot of the, ‘eared’ faunas were partially deaf for nearly a week. Even myself at that.

Neptune: How did that happen?

Yang: Pyrrha’s semblance is polarity. Bastard who flirted with her wore full metal plate.

Sun: So…?

Yang: He had a cod piece.

SN: OOOOHHH?!!

Blake: Yeah, pretty much…

Yang: Well, we best get going. Have fun boys!

Blake: See you later, Sun.

Sun: See ya, Blake.

Neptune: …

Sun: …

Neptune: So…

Sun: This is your fault, Neptune. All your fault!

Neptune: Hey! You agreed to go along with the plan!

Sun: You came up with the plan!

Neptune: You’re the team leader, you’re supposed to stop me from having dumb ideas like this!

Sun: Oh, so I’m supposed to stop you from being a moron now am I?!

Neptune: Well, yeah…?

Sun: …

Sun: S-Seriously…?

Neptune: …

Neptune: Yes…?

Sun: Dude… No.

Neptune: Nawww…

#rwby #jaune arc #yang xiao long #blake belladonna #pyrrha nikos #sun wokung #neptune vasilias #jaune x pyrrha #pyrrha x jaune #rwby arkos

[latestagejenga]

Only A Twinge

~ Paperhat jealousy fanfic ~

The sun had long gone down by now. The dark lord of villainy stared out at the now peaceful city outside his window, and then at clock on his phone with increasing impatience.

“Useless bag headed imbecile. How long does it take to ‘check in on’ some looney pink plastic bitch”

He thought out loud to himself, and decided to finally text him to at least make sure he wasn’t stabbed by some schizo in there

Flug Cell

<(what’s taking so long?! 👿👿👿)

(Im leaving! Now I just… gotta get out of here without anyone noticing that I stole this uniform…)>

<(you will be back here in exactly 15 minutes or your paycheck won’t be the only thing that I cut 🔪🔪🔪)

(Yes sir!)>

The hat closed his message app and turned to YouTube, the news, social media, everywhere; everywhere was just that blasted stream. But rather than just putting his phone down and ignoring it, he obsessively watched it over and over again. It filled the pit of his stomach with overwhelming nausea to see it but that was just it, no matter how deeply he explored it he couldn’t pin down what that disgust was or was it stemmed from. He’d never been of fan of loving gestures such as kisses, but other people doing it never bothered him like this, he could just look the other way. This he couldn’t take his eyes off of if he tried. There was a sense of dare he say, righteous anger at the heart of it that made him want to just - “OOOOHHH BOOOOOSS!!!”

His train of though promptly plummeted off the tracks as Dementia burst in.

“*Inhale* WHAT?! WHAT IS IT?!”

“Bag nerd just called a meeting first thing tomorrow morning, apparently pinkie pie was actually able to get a complete sentence out.”

“Ha ha… they did taze her quite a lot didn’t they? Ah the sweet screams of a crumbling hero, nothing like it.”

“Not as good as getting to broadcast her little bit of air time in front of the entire city LOL!”

Black Hat clenched his armrest as his previous thoughts re-emerged and he violently banished Dementia from his sight, she left in a delighted scurry. His eyes and his thoughts returned to the Flug on his phone. And he noticed… just how much he wanted to crush it in his hand when he saw the goggly eyed look on his face after the heroine pulled away from him. Then in the distance, he heard the front door open and shut followed by the sound of Flug lovingly greeting 505. Blackhat arose from his desk, snapped his fingers, and transported himself to the entryway in a cloud of darkness; manifesting right behind Flug’s back.

Flug froze as he felt a hand on his right shoulder. He recognized it immediately and slowly turned around expecting to be met with a nasty scowl followed by a berating, but what he saw was… something different. Not quite anger, but some contempt, and aloofness?

“I-I’m s-s-sorry fo-for being late j-jefito” he said bowing his head slightly with his eyes shut tight to avoid Black Hat’s gaze. But he felt another hand on his chin tilting his head up towards him, and he opened his eyes.

“Just don’t spend too much time there alright, you might catch the crazy. And believe me we’ve got enough of that in this lair” Black Hat said glancing at Dementia giggling uncontrollably as she caressed a homemade sock puppet.

“Anyway it’s late, we all must rejuvenate after our exciting day of evil doings.” His wicked grin had returned to him.

~ Later ~

Flug put on his pajamas and collapsed onto his bed. He decided to read a few pages from his bookshelf to decompress before sleeping. It was then that he started to notice some weird things in the room.

Before he knew it shadows enveloped the room and his boss’s face was in all all the reflective surfaces.

‘J-Jefito? I-I know y-you’re there!’

The dark tall figure was already materializing over him and gazing down with that… same look as before

‘D-do you want s-something sir?!’

He was getting tired of this silent treatment

Much to his surprise, Hat sat down next to him.

‘Doctor, I wanted just… to make something clear here.’

‘Y- yes sir?’

‘…’

‘That your… loyalty… should never come into question’

‘…absolutely sir’

‘Yes… good’

And he got up to leave

As he departed from Flug’s plane he tried to think of why Flug’s answer hadn’t been satisfying for him. He was worried for his loyalty right? And he had just denied such a prospect. Was it not loyalty to his team? If not WHAT?! Was he feeling betrayed? No… betrayal you feel in your gut, this was a feeling in his heart. Something he thought wouldn’t ever bother him agian.

It was only a twinge

Jealously

#villainous #black hat #kenning flugslys #villainous flug #dr flug #black hat x dr flug #paperhat #villainous black hat #villainous miss heed #miss heed #villainous fanfic #fanfic #cecilia #villainous cecilia #dementia #villainous demencia #villainous 505 #505 #jealousy fanfic #ship fanfic #demencia

[zealoushound]

My Hero

Summary: You and Kal have a movie night!

Pairing: Henry x reader, Kal & reader

Word Count: 1,300

Warnings: RPF All fluff! Scary movie, mentions of horror movie monsters.

A/N: @iaalien asked for more Kal content so of course I had to provide! Hope you enjoy it babe!

Disclaimer: This is purely fictional. I don’t own Henry Cavill or Kal, which is really sad if you think about it. Do not copy any part of my material to use as your own. Do not repost my work, or any portions of my work on any site and claim it as your own. Like all my other fics, this was written on my phone and not beta’d.

(pic from @kalcavill-fanblog)

***

You only started watching this because your best friend, who had just finished it, told you it was such a good movie. You had wanted to wait, and watch it while Henry was home so you wouldn’t be as scared, but he was away for the weekend on business and wouldn’t be home until tomorrow night.

Against your better judgement, you decided not to wait on his return. Patience never had been your strong suit. You settled in on the couch beside Kal, who had stayed behind instead of going Henry.

Albeit, a considerably hairier replacement, Kal makes the perfect movie companion. He never complains about watching a chick flick, makes you watch any boring documentaries or hogs the popcorn like his human counterpart. Pulling your blanket up for extra security, you wrapped an arm around the gentle giant to your left and hit play.

Thirty minutes later you had gotten so interested in the movie that you were on the edge of the couch, unable to look away even as it got scarier, and scarier. With widened eyes, you leaned closer as if somehow leaning forward would help you see what was coming.

“Oh, Kal! This is too scary.” Putting your hand over your heart, “how did I let you talk me into this?” Looking away for a send to glance at your furry companion. Kal looked up at you, giving you a little head tilt.

Something crashed down then a loud scream ripped out of the television. “OH! No. I’m turning this off!” You said defiantly as someone was killed on screen.

As you were picking up the remote again someone else came into view on screen. “Oh, don’t go in there! Don’t do it!” You looked down at Kal, “She’s about to get it!” You stated matter of factly. Kal’s tongue lolled out of his happy mouth as you scratched his head, more for yourself than him. Touching him grounded you in the present. You weren’t as scared then. It also helped that touching, petting, playing with him made you feel closer to Henry.

As you looked back, the killer jumped out at the woman on screen. “Ahha! See! I told you! I gotta turn this off before I pee my pants.” You paused it. “Ok, a quick bathroom break and then we’ll restart... maybe.” You were a glutton for punishment, of course you’d come back! “I’ll be right back buddy.” You patted Kal on the side as you got up to run to the bathroom.

Opening the door you looked down, “Honey you didn't have to get up!” Of course Kal had followed you down the hall to the restroom. “Come on, baby boy, let's finish this.” You wiped your clean hands off on your pants. I’ll get you some snacks. How about that, huh? Yeah, is that my good boy? Yes sir, you are!” Kal pranced around loving all the praises from his mumma, as Henry had begun calling you.

You pulled a few Milk Bones out of the box in the kitchen, tossing one to him as he caught it midair. “Good boy!” You exclaimed excitedly. He crunched on it all the way back into the living room as you resettled onto the couch with your favorite pillow, just in case you needed to cover your eyes.

Kal hops up right next to you letting you drape an arm over him again while you rub the soft, fluffy fur on his chest. “Ok, now. Where were we?” You hit play, jumping right back into the story. Kal eyes the treats in your other hand. Seeing him in your peripheral vision, you put the bone shaped treat out in front of him for him to take from your hand while not looking away from the film.

Forty five minutes later, you’re so involved in the twisted story you don’t even realize that you’ve sunk down so much that you’re all but lying on Kal. He’s raised up, but still seated beside you, sensing the fear in you and keeping a vigilant eye on the monsters that intend to do you harm.

“Oooohhh nooooo,” you whisper, hiding your face in Kal’s fur as the music begins to swell. Henry cautiously walks into the living room, then stands perfectly still, watching you quietly. He’s careful not to make a sound; convinced that he would frighten you to death if he so much as breathed too loudly right now.

Just as you look up from your furry shield the beast leaps into view, growling, snarling, covered in carnage, looking like something straight out of your worst nightmare. You jump a foot off the couch, and let out a terrified scream. Kal springs into action.

He’s instantly up off the couch, and down to stand in front of the tv. Feet planted, ready to attack, fur bristled, growling at the beast that scared his mama so badly that she’s crying now.

He begins to bark until Henry’s soft soothing voice picks up from the kitchen behind him. “Easy boy, good boy. Relax buddy.” Kal backs down, walking over to see his dad. “That’s a good boy. Good work protecting mama like that.”

You’ve huddled into yourself, crying on the pillow waiting for the coast to be clear so you can dive on the remote, and turn the tv off. Then suddenly you hear Henry’s voice behind you. He’s home early. Oh, thank God!

Henry walks around the couch with your scary movie partner-in-crime following close behind him. He sits down behind you. Kal comes to check on you sitting beside the couch, watching you intently.

Henry picks up the remote, looking at you while he holds his hand up to point it to the tv as he turns it off. You��re still hiding behind the pillow you’d grabbed earlier, taking in the blissful silence that falls as soon as he shut off the tv. See? You knew you’d need that pillow.

“You ok?” Henry asks quietly, running his huge, warm hand up your thigh, his fingertips resting just underneath the hem of the shorts you’re wearing.

“Yeah,” you reply sheepishly. “I’m sorry.” You sit up, sniffling. Your face red, and streaked with tears. You only glance at him, ashamed of how he’d found you.

“Why are you sorry, my love?” He opens his arms for you. You pounce on him like if you didn’t he would disappear; float away like a beautiful, soothing, dream.

“I knew better than to watch that dumb movie while you were gone.” You mumble into his soft, grey MuscleTech shirt, breathing in his scent. His scent, his arms, his voice, they always calmed you. Instantly. He had some sort of power over you, not that you would ever complain about it.

“You would have still been just as scared if I had been here.” he said, rubbing your back just the way you liked. He could have sworn he heard you purr.

“Yeah... I’m just embarrassed now though,” you spoke so softly he almost hadn’t caught that last part.

“It’s ok to be scared, darling.” He assured you.

“I know it's just... when I screamed I know I scared poor Kal.” You looked over to him sitting in between Henry’s feet.

Henry laughed. “Honey! You did not scare Kal. He was protecting you! He stood between you, and that thing! He was ready to destroy it!”

“Oh buddy, you did?” He sat up taller, and looked to be puffing out his chest like a superhero. “Oh, Kal! You’re my hero! Thank you buddy! You’re amazing, you know that?” You petted him all over while praising him. He blinked his eyes slowly, panting softly as he let his tongue wag, along with his tail! “Kal you are the BEST!” He was in absolute Heaven!

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[fiddlepickdouglas]

Viva Las Vegas, Pt. 1 - Ribbit

Summary: Sunset Curve Alive AU, Willex, THE meetcute of meetcutes. 2.1k

Edit: thank you so much @trevor-wilson-covington for the pretty edit!! I'm in love with it!

Alex drummed his fingers on the armrest of his seat in the van. The drive from Los Angeles to Vegas was just short of four hours, but it had been an early morning and it was going to be a long day. He was feeling the carsickness sit just under the threshold of dangerous and rolled down the window.

“Whoo! Twenty miles boys!” Luke called out as they passed a sign on the freeway, clapping Bobby on the shoulder from behind.

“Woohoo!” Bobby responded in excitement.

“Think you’re gonna make it, buddy?” Reggie looked over at Alex. Alex turned only a fraction of the way toward his friend and gave a half-hearted nod.

“Hey man, let us know if we gotta pull over,” Luke said.

He simply nodded. Next time he wasn’t going to sit in the back.

The other three were jamming to whatever Luke was riffing on his guitar. Bobby thankfully drove at a slower pace as they approached the final stretch toward their destination. The ache in his stomach didn’t get better, but it also didn’t get worse so he was banking on it calming down once they stopped.

“Hey, guys, we wanna stop somewhere and get breakfast first?” Bobby called out to the rest of them.

“Oh yeah!” Reggie said. “I think I could go for some pancakes.”

“Oh, pancakes sound real good right now.” Luke echoed.

“Alex?” Bobby peeked into the rearview mirror at him.

Looking up from the view outside, he just shrugged. It didn’t matter. He wasn’t sure he could handle food no matter what it was.

Eventually they pulled off the freeway and kept their eyes peeled for an open restaurant.

“I see pancakes!” Reggie cried, pointing at his target.

“They’ve got an arcade next door, I second that vote!” Bobby said.

As they parked and clambered out of the van, the boys stretched and shook their limbs. They entered the diner and found a booth, practically collapsing together on the table. Alex placed his face in his hands and tried taking in deep breaths to calm his stomach. A sudden voice was heard beside the table.

“Good morning starshines, the earth says hello! How are we doing today?” Sounded like a waiter. Alex felt rude, but didn’t bother to look up. He felt Luke nudge a menu under his elbow.

“Oh, we’re hungry!” Reggie responded.

“Awesome, guys,” the waiter said. “Anything I can get started for you?”

“We’ll go with water,” Luke spoke for everyone at the table. “And, sorry about him, he’s not feeling good.” Alex assumed this was about him and sighed.

“Okay, so water for everybody? Alright, I’ll just grab those for you while you prepare your orders.”

As the waiter left, Luke tapped Alex’s shoulder.

“How you doin’, Alex?”

“Not blowing chunks, I guess,” he groaned.

“Hey, guys,” Bobby started saying. “How about we pick what we wanna eat, and then I want to check out the arcade while we wait for our food.”

“That’s a good idea,” Reggie said, perking up. “I hope they have Galaga.”

“I’m down,” Luke said. “Alex, you wanna wait here for us? You can give the guy our orders and then just chill.”

“Maybe that stomach will settle down,” Reggie added.

Alex lowered his hands and rested them on the table.

“Yeah,” he replied. “I need the space anyway. Thanks.”

“Cool,” Luke hopped up from his seat. “Uh, I’ll just do the buttermilk pancakes.”

“Make that two buttermilk pancakes!” Reggie said, holding up his fingers.

“Eggs and sausage,” Bobby told him. “And buttermilk pancakes.” He patted Alex on the back as the three of them ventured next door.

At least they were easy to remember. Alex looked around the restaurant as he kept breathing in and out slowly. He was the only person there. That was surprising for a diner just outside of Vegas around ten in the morning. He didn’t mind the quiet, though. Having all this space to himself was already helping him feel better.

A guy with long dark hair approached him with a tray carrying glasses of water. Alex gulped as he watched, his breath catching in his throat. He took in the tie-dye shirt, the ripped jeans, and puka shell necklace and guessed he was probably from California as well.

“Whoa, where’d they all go?” the waiter asked, smiling a little in confusion.

Alex blinked.

“They, uh, they went to the arcade,” he managed to get out. He couldn’t help it, this guy had a nice smile.

“Ah,” the guy raised his eyebrows and began placing the water on the table. “And they left you behind? That sucks.”

“I’m okay,” Alex said. “We’ve just been on the road for a bit and I got kinda carsick, so I needed some space anyway.”

“I’m sorry, man,” the waiter said. “Did they decide what to eat before they bailed?”

“Uh, yeah,” Alex shifted to face him better. “They all want buttermilk pancakes and then one guy also wants eggs and sausage.”

“Three buttermilks…” the guy muttered as he wrote them down. “Eggs and sausage. And do you know what you want?”

He looked directly into Alex’s eyes as he rested the tray under his arm and it took everything Alex had not to melt right there. Don’t look at his lips, he thought. He was pretty sure his eyes had betrayed him but he forced his gaze downward as a cover.

“I’m sorry,” he said, flustered. “I actually forgot to look at the menu.”

“Right, ‘cuz you were carsick, sorry” the waiter chuckled, running a hand through his hair. Alex bit his tongue.

“I should probably get some food still,” he managed to say. “We’ve got a long day ahead of us.”

“Right on. I could recommend some toast - that’s always easy on the stomach. That comes with eggs, and I could add in some banana for you.”

“That actually sounds great,” Alex told him. “I’ll just do that, then.”

The waiter smiled and bit his lip.

“‘Kay!” He lifted the tray from under his arm and headed back toward the kitchen, doing a little skip before disappearing inside.

Alex felt his hands shaking and he sat on them for a minute. Looking around the empty diner, a thought occurred that somehow with just him and the waiter it had seemed full. The strange feeling crept all over him, like a new exhilarating energy, and he moved his hands back up. The waiter popped back out of the kitchen and came back toward Alex in a cavalier fashion.

“Mind if I join you?” he asked. “I don’t exactly have other people to help and I feel bad leaving you all by yourself in here.”

“Make yourself at home,” Alex said, gesturing to the seat across from him. Make yourself at home? What is that? he berated himself.

The guy extended a hand for him to shake. “I’m Willie, by the way.”

“Alex.” As he took it, Alex returned the firm grip he received and they both chuckled a bit at noticing each other’s strength. Willie sat down and immediately grabbed a napkin from the dispenser.

“So you said you and your friends have a long day ahead of you?” he asked.

“Oh right,” Alex couldn’t believe he had forgotten about the guys for a minute. “We’re a band, so we’ve got a gig opening for Julie Molina tonight.”

“Wicked,” Willie smiled and nodded, folding the napkin into something Alex wasn’t sure what it was supposed to be. “Who’s Julie Molina?”

“Oh, she’s just a good solo artist - does a little bit of everything. My buddy Luke is really into her.”

Willie nodded some more, continuing to fold the napkin.

“And who are you guys?”

“We’re Sunset Curve,” Alex said. “I’m the drummer.”

“Right on! You guys just becoming a thing?” Willie raised his eyebrows.

“I mean, I guess so,” Alex hadn’t exactly thought about it. “Opening for Julie is a big step for us.”

He watched Willie’s hands work until he finished. It turned out to be an origami frog.

“Ribbit,” Willie said, pressing on the top to make it look like it was moving. The napkin material didn’t exactly lend to bouncing up and down, which made them both giggle. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to be distracting.”

“I don’t mind,” Alex said. “It’s entertaining.”

He realized how widely he was smiling and laughed to himself.

“What about you?” he asked.

Willie straightened his posture and ran a hand through his hair again. He flailed his arms and blew out his cheeks before holding one arm with the other and leaning on the table.

“Making it on my own for now. I just do whatever feels good, you know? Make a few bucks, get out and enjoy what I find. Don’t need a whole lot to be happy.”

Wow, Alex wanted that kind of chill. He picked up the origami frog.

“What do you do when you’re not here? Besides these, of course.”

Willie shrugged.

“Skate. Be free.” He smiled, but sighed heavily. Alex saw a distant look in his eyes, but knew now wasn’t a time to address it. “I see Vegas in all its glory. You should see the lights at night.”

“Won’t I see them tonight?”

Willie shook his head.

“Not the right way,” he told him. “Not at the right angle. I would show you, but you’ve got your gig and everything.”

Alex opened his mouth to reply, but a head stuck out of the kitchen door. A man with dark hair and chiseled features looked at Willie and all he did was glare authoritatively.

“I’m - coming,” Willie stammered, rising from his seat.

Alex realized his mouth was still open and he shut it, unhappily swallowing what he’d wanted to say.

“That was my boss,” Willie said, already in a hurry. “I’m sorry, I’ll be back when your food’s ready.” He rushed off and the diner felt empty and cold again.

As if on cue, Luke, Bobby and Reggie burst back through the door. Luke and Reggie were celebrating while Bobby seemed a little less enthusiastic.

“Dun-geon slay-er!” Reggie proclaimed in a mock deep voice. “Too bad we can’t stay longer and go for that tournament today; I would have whooped everyone.”

They all sat and immediately gulped down their waters. Bobby remained quiet.

“How was the arcade?” Alex asked.

“It was sweet,” Luke reported. “Bobby’s mad because Reggie mopped the floor with him.”

“The joystick wasn’t working right, it wasn’t a fair outcome,” Bobby defended.

“Oooohhh,” Reggie made a silly face and wiggled his fingers. “Bobby only loses when the game doesn’t work, ooohhh!”

Alex shook his head and laughed mildly. He only noticed then that his stomach had stopped bothering him completely. He hadn’t even felt it when he’d been talking with Willie. He finished his own water, and was happy not to feel anything as it went down. The origami frog was still on the table.

“Hey, Alex,” Reggie said, picking it up. “Did you make this?”

“Oh, no, Willie did,” he told him.

“Who’s Willie?” Luke asked.

Speak of the devil - the kitchen door opened and Willie came out carrying their plates.

“Alright, we got pancakes, pancakes, more pancakes,” he said, placing them where they belonged. He glanced at Alex quickly, but it was too quick to read. “Who had the eggs and sausage?”

“That was me,” Bobby said, raising his hand.

“Okay,” Willie passed it over to him. “And toast and eggs with a banana.” He smiled as he set it down before Alex. “And it looks like you all need more water, I’ll be right back!” He was gone too quickly again.

The change in his mood unsettled Alex, but maybe it was because Willie was working. As he saw Willie returning with the water pitcher he had an idea.

“Hey Luke,” he said. Luke turned to him expectantly as Willie silently poured water in their glasses.

“Where are we playing again?”

Luke looked confused. Willie was listening intently.

“The Pearl, why? How could you forget?”

“And what time do we play?”

“Eight o’ clock. You sure you’re feeling better?”

“Yeah. I was… I was just testing you, cuz sometimes you don’t remember.”

Luke looked around the table defensively.

Reggie shrugged. “He’s right. But you remembered this time!”

Alex felt bad about starting Luke in an argument as he listened to them continue, but he knew it would blow over quickly. He caught Willie looking back at him and nodding as he walked away. As he returned to his food, Bobby smirked at him and shook his head. Heat rose in his cheeks and he focused on his toast.

#julie and the phantoms #jatp #fanfic #jatp fanfic #willex #alive au #alex mercer #willie #luke patterson #reggie peters #bobby wilson #julie molina #viva las vegas #ribbit #fiddlepickdouglas #meetcute

[dreamii-yume]

New Episode Update Let’s GOO!!!

Warning : This is just Yume having a mental breakdown, seriously. This episode update was WHACK.

~ MAJOR SPOILERS FOR 68-75 ~

I know we ain’t participating and all but the game reminding you that there’s 10 minutes left to prepare is seriously bad for my heart.

Aah, shiet. Vil is still hurt.

He still has small wounds and scratches that he hid make up. Daddy, I’m worried.

Apparently, yeah, I’m not the only one cause my homeboy, Epel just asked to switch the center role with Vil. THE CONFIDENCE.

Aw, he’s worried about him falling over during stage (And make the performance look bad) Come on, Epel just be honest-

...He finally became the ideal poisoned apple that Vil wanted, huh?

Vil being proud a mom.

But the queen inside him is STRONG.

He’ll embrace the villain in him, OUR QUEEN CAN STILL GO. INJURED, WHO?

...AAND he proceeds to roast Epel again lol Typical Vil.

I love how Epel just accepted a nickname like “Doku Ringo-chan” lol It’s so cute, senior-junior relationship goals right there.

HERE WE GO.

Everyone is actually really confident hahaha

I really wish Deuce’s mom, Ace’s brother, Jamil’s sister, and Vil’s dad were here in person to watch.

HECK I WANT KALIM’S WHOLE FAMILY HERE WHY NOT

T-THEY’RE REALLY LETTING US HEAR THE FULL SONG. 

IS THAT JAMIL RAPPING.

Look at Jamil’s solo SD dancing. LOOK AT IT.

I really fucking love Vil’s singing voice aaa

HIS VOICE IS SO GOOD.

Album when disney.

Is Vil okay.

...aight im hearing some high quality panting here

...dont mind me listening to it a bit too much...

...they’re going to be great reference for some spicy- leave me alone

Vil panting is making me feel SOMETHING.

ANYWAY. THE CROWD IS A MOOD.

IS VIL OKAY.

Unmei no megami is giving me idia ptsd here.

Heartslabyul Senpais are watching their kids, looking all proud *sniff

Oh god, after playing Obey Me, it just occurred to me how similar Cater and Asmodeus’ voices are...

Watch these Senpai dorks act like Ace and Deuce’s second family. Trey being the dad, Riddle being the mom, and Cater being the supportive big bro. It’s so beautiful.

Riddle’s voice is a lot more softer now, I just realized...It’s so soothing...

God i miss u too octavinelle never change

Yeah, why tf did Floyd not audition for this

Bro, can you imagine Nobuhiko Okamoto in the squad as well??? IMAGINE-

Of course, he wasn’t in the mood back then. Of course. Why did i even ask.

IMAGINE FLOYD BEING IN VDC NEXT YEAR.

Omg i miss u too octavinelle never change

Azul’s gonna overblot again with Floyd’s marketing skills lol

Jade coming in like welp i guess thats that. Too bad, huh Azul?

GOD i miss u too octavinelle never change

SAVANA BITCHES HI

I wonder if these mfs knew that Vil just overblotted and malmal was the one who fixed the stage lol

oooh Leona’s sus about something he a sharp boi

Speak up my guy—

still so weird leona taking his job seriously

Malleus looking happier seeing this performance rather than Lilia’s lol

I miss the simpery in Sebek

Silver’s not in the verge of falling into a coma for once wow

Chenya’s so cute.

AND WE’RE BACK TO CUTE HEIGH HO TEAM

fcking shotacons man...im not one to talk

Aw, they didn’t show Neige performance...

The simping in the crowd is a MASSIVE mood.

WHO WINS TELL ME

These night raven fuckers better vote for us and not pull a “oh shie my hand slipped lololol” i swear to god- im gonna throw hands

*me holding my phone and pretending to vote as well

Suspense music intensifies be like-

HAAA

BOIS, ITS ONE VOTE DIFFERENCE WHO IS IT AAAA

WHAT.

HOW DARE- HOW!? HOW DID WE LOSE!?

WE LOST BY ONE VOTE!?

EVERYONE’S SO SHOCKED LOL

vil pls dont overblot again-

Noooo grim’s tuna cans-

WE REALLY LOST TO A LEGIT KIDS SONG.

These children do not have the right to be this cute. I wanna take Timmy, Toby, and Shelpie home.

I swear to god one of these dwarves sounds like Cheka lol Is it Toby?

EPEEELLLL DONT CRRYYYY

KALIMMMM DONT CRRYYYY

KALIM HAVING THE AUDACITY TO SOUNDING LIKE A BIG BROTHER AND THEN CRYING HIS OWN RIGHT AFTER LOLOLOL

I HATE THIS EPISODE YALL MADE MY TWO BOIS CRY IM FIGHTING THIS EPISODE. BURN THIS.

This background music too though im deeeeddd

KALIM IM SO SORRY FOR MAKING A SINFIC ABOUT YOU PLS DONT CRY-

Jamil impressed about Vil being “calm” and Vil just going “h e h. you dont even know.”

....ha...

Monsieur Rook. WHAT did you say.

ROOK VOTED FOR ROYAL SWORD. Are you kidding me. You snek how could you- i loved you

WHAT DID I SAY- Ya’ll night raven fuckers shall not slip by their fingers when voting rook.

Vil is in the brink of passing out aaaaa

I have never heard Ace this pissed before whoa- lol he sounds like Deuce in his delinquent mode

Aw...Rook felt that Neige’s performance carries a stronger bond than theirs :’( it’s hard to put the blame on him when he’s saying all these stuff

It’s just like what they said in the past episodes that it���s really hard voting for your own team when you know the opposing team is better.

Aww...He just wanted Vil to believe in himself more...Rook is such a best man. Im crying-

Oh noooo is Vil gonna cry too nooo- daddy turned to baby really quick SOMEONE GIVE HIM AN EMERGENCY HUG

Well- at least...at least the 100 year record of not being able to win is still going, yeah? Um...bad joke? Sorry, i’ll see myself out-

NEIGE NOT NOW AND YOUR VII-KUN BULLSHIT- we’re having a moment here

Neige is such sweetheart but aaaahh— This makes it worse, we can’t even hate him aaa—

OMG JUST WHEN I THOUGHT THINGS COULDN’T- AAAAA

MONSIEUR ROOK. YOU’RE A FAN OF NEIGE!?

MOTHERFUCKER just got exposed by Neige himself lol

Going to Neige’s shake hand events, sending him letters, buying all his merch and shie- HE’S A FULL BLOWN NEIGE STAN

WTF YOU SNEK GET OUT OF THIS SCHOOL-

OOOOHHH THAT FUCKING ALBUM- HIS “LIFE’S WORK” or whatever bullshit IS FULL OF NEIGE

...actually- my japanese is lacking- im not sure lol what is a ブロマイド??? Lol I feel like a clown.

Rook is sweating profusely LOL

...what do you have to say for yourself, monsieur rook.

Wait- huh is that-

IS HE GONNA CRY-

WHY IS EVERYONE CRYING!??!?!?!

HE’S SILENTLY CRYING AS HE INTRODUCED HIMSELF TO NEIGE WHAT. THE. FUCK IS THIS EPISODE.

Neige fanclub??? Eternal Snow??? What kind of creepy-ass- OH, HE EVEN HAS A MEMBERSHIP NUMBER TOO-

Props to Neige with his :) expression unfaltering.

I’m- I’m speechless.

Vil is just looking down at Rook in disappointment like- “you’re more pathetic than I am”

Queen just went “I think you need this handkerchief more than I do now” THAT’S RIGHT. REPENT MOTHERFUCKER.

Rook crying is cursed.

But damn, I’m kinda liking this new relationship this bitchy relationship they have

Neige just dragged everyone’s ass back on stage and his snow white energy just said “LETS ALL BE FRIENDS AND SING”

NEIGE IS FUCKING GREAT- HE REALLY DID GOT THESE BITCHES TO SING HEIGH HO LOL

ACE’S RELUCTANT SINGING AND DEUCE LOOKING LIKE HE’S HAVING FUN

KALIM IS SUCH A MOOD, SINGING EVEN WITHOUT KNOWING THE LYRICS AND JAMIL JUST HAVING THAT “i want to die” ENERGY

AIGHT. ROOK IS HAVING WAY TOO MUCH FUN AND EPEL IS TRYING HIS BEST. HE’S SO CUTE-

OMG NEIGE AND VIL HAVING SUCH GOOD HARMONY—

YAHOO Y A H O O TANOSHIINDA~~ 

YA’LL SURE ABOUT GIVING ME THIS BLESSED MOMENT??

What a somewhat happy ending, even though Rook just backstabbed us I’m crying Beauté 100 points!!!

LOL Vil realizing he’s having fun singing with Neige- “SOMEONE JUST END ME RIGHT NOW-“ The desperation in his voice-

I love how Neige’s yahoo yahoo is messing with everyone’s head, even Vil wants to pass out lol

haha Crowley is so depressed lol

WHA- WHO-

HEADMASTER OF ROYAL SWORD!?

He looks like your typical grandpa- and his outfit looks like that one mickey mouse wizard outfit but blue—

Old man just went “we won lol” just to piss Crowley off I like this guy’s energy already-

Crowley being most likely as old as this guy—

ooohh this man just sensed something in this stage- Leona did too, didn’t he???

* Damn. Crowley talking so fast sounds like he’s making a load of bullshit lol

Anyway, I’m just glad that it’s not mickey mouse who’s the headmaster— I would’ve lost my shit.

We’re back in our dorms and I forgot that the squad doesn’t live with us anymore. It’s suddenly so lonely now...

Grim is getting the yahoo yahoo ptsd too lol it’s too goddamn catchy

oooohh shiet- mickey is calling us again

YES we finally got a good picture of this motherfucker

It seems like nothing is disrupting our communication this time, so MC thought to call Grim but—

Grim is not here.

Uuhhh...Grim? Where you’ve gone??? We’re getting flashbacks of the first parts of the game.

We went out to find Grim and HE’S CHOMPING ON ANOTHER BLACK STONE ON THE STAGE-

GRIM SPIT THAT OUT YOU LOOK TERRIFYING

AAAAAHH GRIM HAS GONE FERAL— He’s attacking US

Is this because we didn’t win his tuna canss nooo

NoOO SWEET BABY COME BACK.

Legit I’m sad, please baby don’t overblot like this...

He learned a new move though- SCRATCH

Ooh— We’re seeing some Ignihyde scenes here~

P U H I H I

Idia getting a lot of emails from bigshot companies whoa—

THAT OLYMPUS—?! EXCUSE ME??? Ortho what- Are we finally getting that Hercules episode—

Damn getting a hot chance in olympus only to put them down the recycling bin oof— Idia why edit : Yume was informed that olympus is kind of a company that sponsored VDC sorry she was mind-fucked at this moment and the ability to understand proper Japanese just went whoosh lol Thanks to @starshiningsirius for pointing it out for Yume~ ♥︎ HONESTLY YUME’S JUST GONNA WAIT FOR ACTUAL PROFESSIONAL TRANSLATORS AT THIS POINT LOL Don’t trust me for important situation too much lol

Aaaahh...We’re getting this shut-in out of his room in the next episode, are we?

And that concludes the whole Pomefiore Episode! JESUS CHRIST 75 CHAPTERS ALL IN ALL!? How long is the Ignihyde chapter going to be, huh!?

This was a really, really fun episode lol I’d consider this a fan service episode actually cause of all the things we get to experience— The singing, dancing, and the new songs, THE DRAMA. (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

But then, the plot thickens, no? What’s going to happen to Grim? In the Ignihyde episode? And those reoccurring memories of us? And our relationship with Tsunotarou lol ALSO WE NEVER REALLY DID FIND OUT WHAT ROOK’S UNIQUE MAGIC IS. DISNEY EXPLAIN—

Thanks for reading this shitpost of Yume losing her shiet lol See you all in the Ignihyde Episode~ ❤

#twisted wonderland #spoilers #episode 5 #Talk with Yume

[trashytummiez]

Professor Sickly

@squidbiscuit drew an amazing Professor Kukui feeling nauseous and burpy.  So you know that means I have to write something for it. ;3

Kukui had a pretty strong stomach.  Even before they were married, Burnett was always awestruck at how much her dark skinned husband could eat through.  But Kukui was also a man of varying tastes, and sometimes that meant eating new things that didn’t always agree with him.

He was sitting weakly up on their couch.  His usual friendly and confident smile was replaced with a sickly, groggy frown.  Kukui’s labcoat, hat and shades were gone.  He just sat there shirtless and huffing nauseously with his hand over his mouth and salivating a little more heavily than usual.  Next to him was a bin just in case.

Kukui’s stomach was gurgling oppressively.  It was a loud and really acid-heavy gurgle that made him cringe when it rumbled forth.  He wrapped an arm around his middle and slumped forward with his hand over his mouth nervously, as if he was willing himself not to puke.

“Ungh, ohh god...”

“Poor baby,” Burnett said sympathetically when she arrived and rested the side of her hand against Kukui’s forehead.  His half-naked body was visibly sweaty.  He certainly felt warmer than usual, but not feverishly so.  “Had to have been something you ate earlier.  Where’d you go?”

Kukui held a finger up to pause the conversation and pushed his fist against his lips with a miserable look on his face.  There was a loud gurgle erupting from his stomach, which made him cringe even harder.  He grabbed the bin and brought it to his mouth.  Kukui spat a few times into the bin but otherwise, nothing came up his throat except for a bit of drool.

He blew off to the side.  His breath was warmer and tasted grosser than usual. He tried sniffing to get a clue of was causing him so much intestinal distress but it told him nothing except that he could probably use a mint right now.  “I don’t remember what I ate.  I just know that it probably tasted a lot better going down than it will coming up...”

Kukui was a bit of a glutton.  Burnett decided a while ago that whenever he got himself sick from eating too much that he’d have to ride it out since it was his own fault.  But Kukui’s stomach was flat.  It stuck out a little because of his nausea but this time, Kukui didn’t pig out the way he always did.  

Besides, usually when Kukui ate too much and was whining in bed, Burnett would think it was more funny than anything else.  Seeing him sick and suffering wasn’t fun at all.

So this time, she took pity on her goodnatured husband.

She sat down on the couch next to him and started rubbing his aching, churning belly.  

Kukui sighed softly and leaned back a little as if leaning into his wife’s magic touch.  He huffed shakily while Burnett rubbed his churning stomach in soft circles.  Nausea came in waves.  He would occasionally bring a fist to his mouth and puff out his cheeks.  Kukui looked like he needed to burp really badly, but there was this look of uncertainty in his eyes.  He was trying to softly release the pressure in tiny intervals because he was scared if he didn’t, he’d puke right there on the spot.

Burnett continued taking care of Kukui’s tummy.  She gently pushed her fingers into his soft warm flesh, stroking the area around his belly button especially, from that smooth patch of flesh above it down to the area where his happy trail would’ve been if he had an ounce of hair on his tanned stomach.  Kukui took in deep breaths that made his stomach expand a little until he exhaled the air.

“And you wonder why I’m not as eager to always ‘try new things’,” Burnett teased while she stroked her husbands aching belly.

Kukui managed a weak smirk and lightly nudged his wife in the arm, trying not to move too much and upset his stomach even more.  “...Can’t eat spicy curry forever...”

“Watch me,” she responded and continued to run her palm gently across the surface of his smooth, soft stomach, making sure not to press down too hard.  Kukui’s stomach was usually a little firmer.  After all, there was a reason he always rocked around bare chested most days, he was in great shape.  But the distress within his gut caused some mild bloat, softening his stomach to the touch and making it feel more delicate than usual.  Meaning she had to be extra careful with it while she rubbed.

She felt her husbands stomach quiver inside as it churned and tightened itself into knots that made Kukui recoil in a sickly manner.  She shushed the poor young professor and massaged his tummy with her whole palm, rubbing it like she always did when they cuddled at night.  It was a familiar feeling to him that always brought Kukui comfort.

He was still sweat heavily and looked like he was one wrong movement away from puking intensely, but the tummy rubs certainly helped him ease up just  a little bit.  And apparently, the gut rubs were doing something because it loosened his twisted stomach up.  Enough for Kukui to actually muffle a pretty deep burp into his fist.  He blew away from his wife and groaned a little.

That gave Burnett an idea.

She got up from the couch and headed back to the kitchen.  There she grabbed a large cup and poured some ginger ale into it.  Kukui kept his fist hovering around his mouth, his cheeks puffing again as he blew out nauseously.  By the time Burnett arrived, another gas bubble worked its way up and this time Kukui couldn’t hold it in.

oooooOOOOOOOORRRRRP!!!

Kukui let go a deep burp into his fist that got a little louder at the end.  Burnett smirked when she returned and teasingly said, “Heh, charming.”

“Ungh, sorry, huh...” the sickly professor muttered, still looking plenty green.

But Burnett simply leaned over and felt his sweaty forehead again with the back of her hand and said, “Don’t be.  Sounds like your tummy really needed it.”  Which was why she handed her husband that ginger ale cup she was holding.  “Drink this.  It should help get some gas out and settle your tummy a little bit.”

Kukui’s face soured.  He really didn’t want to put anything else in his stomach when it was churning so painfully.  But one look at his wife’s assuring smile and he was in.  He took the cup and looked down into it, seeing the bubbles rise and pop endlessly.  No doubt, the inside of that cup wasn’t dissimilar to what was going on in his belly right now.

Burnett sat down and rubbed Kukui’s stomach some more as he proceeded to drink the soda.  He closed his eyes tightly as the bubbly liquid poured down his throat with some tentatively big gulps.  Kukui looked miserable when he drank, but he went along with it.  Already his stomach was becoming a little more reactive with the introduction of all that carbonation pouring into his gut.

A ways into the cup, he pulled it away from his mouth and exhaled in a strained sort of way.  He slumped forward a little bit and it felt like a wave splashed inside of his belly.  Then Kukui burped.  And it was a big one too.

BwruuuUH-OOOOOOOUUUUUUUURRRP!!!!!

Kukui’s eyes widened as he tried to hold a hand around his mouth while that big eruption rolled out of him.  Burnett’s hand was still rested against Kukui’s belly.  She could literally feel that one rumble out of her husband.

“Wow, that was...louder than I thought it was gonna be,” Burnett said, surprised but a little amused.  “Feel better at least?”

Kukui clenched his eyes shut and held a finger up.  Then he hit his bare chest a few times to work another grizzly burp out of his throat, followed by a weaker one after.  He exhaled heavily and slumped forward a little.  

“Oooohhh god,” he groaned weakly, but sighed in a way that sounded relieved after.  He rubbed his face with exhaustion and said, “I’m sorry for being so gross, hun, but...whew...”

Burnett simply smiled and very gently patted his belly.  “That just means it’s working.  Don’t worry about being gross or not.  Just drink up.”

Kukui wasn’t one to disagree after the hint of genuine relief he felt so he drank some more ginger ale.  With that big gas bubble out of his belly, he downed his drink a little faster while Burnett continued rubbing his belly to help circulate the excess air inside.  The more Kukui drank, the more she could feel his stomach get just a little bit bigger from all the carbonation filling him up.

After getting the rest of the soda down, Kukui set the cup aside and almost instantly burped so hard that Burnett almost thought the couch was rattling.  Kukui gasped, it almost took his breath away.  He leaned forward a little, grasping at his knees when he burped again.  Kukui burped really deeply after that, as in there was a lot of rumble to it, like the ones that came directly from his chest.

Burnett climbed up and sat directly behind Kukui since he was slumping so far away from the cushion of the couch.  She leaned right up against his back and wrapped her arms around his waist until both of her hands were squarely planted against his turbulent stomach.  “Good boy.  Get it all out,” she insisted, digging the tips of her fingers just a little firmly into his belly.

In response, her husband let rip a really raunchy burp, one that sounded especially guttural and caused him to drool a little, which ended in a weaker burp.  But then she squeezed a little against his stomach and he proceeded to tense up momentarily before a huge, gassy burp exploded from his very depths.

BRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUPH!!!!!!!!

That one had to be a record.  It was so incredibly loud and stretched on for a few seconds straight.  Burnett could feel Kukui’s entire body reverberate with that one.  

Kukui slouched almost lifelessly and sighed heavenly with desperately needed relief.  “Haaah...oh my god, that...that’s so much better...” he said, comfortably patting his belly with relief.  It was still gurgling but it wasn’t nearly as aggressive as it was moments ago.

“I think this is the part when you say ‘excuse me’,” Burnett joked.

Kukui only burped in response, which to his credit, got a good laugh out of his wife.

#kukui #professor kukui #pokemon #burnett #emeto #nausea #burping #belly rub #indigestion #stomachache #comfort

[rainydayhogwartsimagines]

Falling in love with Draco as A Gryffindor (Draco x reader)

Side note: HAHAHAHAHAAAAA

You were a firey little thing, you.

Draco noticed you when you went to go get something from the cart

And oh boy he fell hard

He sat there in that great hall "Please be Slytherin please be--" "GRYFFINDOR!" "oh come on."

You ended up spending a lot of time with Fred and George, those two were practically your best friends.

Draco noticed you, always seeing that smile on your face as you talked to Hermoine.

He would usually find Hermione with you.

She would be trying to make you study and you'd be doodling or doing origami instead.

Draco would smile to himself as he would hear your giggles from Hermione's frustration.

Course he'd never admit that. God no.

He was always a class A dick to you and the trio

Then there was the "TROLLLLL IN THE DUNGEEEOONNN"

And you were forced to sit in your common room with the Slytherins.

"Bet one of the Slytherin kids let it in as a joke." Fred yawned.

You shook your head and leaned to him

"There's no way, none of them have the brain cells for that." You said making both of the twins snicker

Still though, something felt off. Really off.

"Hey wait a minute... Where's Harry and Ron-- Where's Hermione!?" You asked making the entire common room silent.

Mcgonagall was shocked when she was made aware of the situation.

Course when they all came back you started asking questions like "So you took down a troll... How do you feel besides absolutely epic?"

Christmas rolled around and you stayed with Fred, George, Ron and Harry

Molly made you a sweater and you usually wore it if you were cold.

Draco didn't go home for some reason and you took notice.

"Yo. Draco." You said walking over. "Oh God, what do you want?" He asked.

You rolled your eyes. "I wanted to say Merry Christmas. Here." You said handing him a paper crane.

He took it and stared at it for a while as you walked away.

"Y/n." He called. You rose a brow.

"merry Christmas." He said making you smile.

His heart almost beat out his damn chest and he quickly turned back around.

He found a note though on it's wing

"you should try smiling once in a while, I've seen you do it and it's nice."

Draco turned back around and you gave a wave with a laugh.

He shook his head... But he smiled.

And that's when your heart went "BAM. YOU LIKE THIS BOY NOW."

When the school year ended you walked over to Draco.

"Hey. Draco." You said making him turn around.

"What L/n?" He asked. "Write to me sometime. I'm usually bored over the summer." You said giving him your address.

He blinked a few times as you walked away.

Well he actually did. His letters at first were more aggressive

"Why in the world would you give me your address?!"

"Seriously why?"

Then over time as you wrote back he actually became... Likable.

He actually formed inside jokes with you and was actually... Friendly

The week before school you both had a much needed conversation though

"So I take it I'm going to be ignored when I say hello to you?"

"Why would you assume that?"

"Because a Gryffindor fraternizing with a Slytherin? Isn't that... Beneath you?"

"You're my friend Y/n I really don't care."

So when he saw you in Diagon Alley you said hi and he gave you this "DON'T COMMUNICATE WITH ME" stare making you confused

That's when you saw his father and was like "Oooohhh. He's terrifying!"

What you didn't realize is that you said that out loud

And you immediately had to duck behind Fred who was walking by.

"Hey Y/n what are you--" "SHHH. YOU DON'T SEE ME!"

He looked at Lucius malfoy and then you and nodded.

"Gotcha." He nodded before George stood in the way of Lucius' view.

"So what did you do?" Fred asked.

"Accidentally looked at him and said 'oh he's terrifying!' out loud." You mumbled.

Fred laughed and George snorted.

When he left you sighed with so much relief before you felt someone tap your shoulder.

"Imsorry-- Draco! Hi!" You said panicked.

He rolled his eyes with a chuckled. "I wanted to make sure that was you. Father has a problem with me talking to Gryffindors." He said.

"Ohhh." You nodded before Fred turned around. "You two are getting along? Damn I must've drank something strange this morning" he said making you shake your head.

"I have to go, will you sit on the train with me?" He asked. "Yeah sure!" You nodded. He walked towards the door "Y/n." He said making you turn back around. "It's good to see you." He said sincerely.

Your face turned so red and George laughed. "Someone has a CRUSSHHH!" He said making you smack him. "Shut it!" You hushed.

You did sit with him on the train, laughing at some stupid joke.

Harry walked by and then froze.

"Are you... Actually--" "Harry join us!" You said.

"What!?" Both of the boys said. "Join us! We're having fun and you two need to get along, join us!" You said.

"But--" you shot them both death glares and some how some way you actually ended up having fun.

Harry could almost find Draco... Enjoyable!?

None of you had any idea on how bad this year would be

Your father's a wizard. Your mother... She isn't.

When the chamber of secrets opened oh boy...

Draco was a nervous wreck, every other class period he'd be walking you to it.

"Draco, really I'm fine-- We CAN SIGN UP FOR QUIDDITCH THIS YEAR!?"

So uhm... Funny story you ended up on the quidditch team.

You stood in for Harry when he couldn't play, which was a lot more common than expected

Honestly? You could give Harry a run for his money.

The only issue? Draco hated competing with you in a setting as brutal as that could be.

Didn't stop him from playing as hard as he did though.

Then that bitch Lavender decided to hex your broom.

"WOAH!" You said flying. Draco noticed you jolt and nearly fall. "SHIT!" you gasped as you nearly fell off it, seeing the golden glint beneath you. That's when you had a plan.

You let go.

You naturally hit the ground hard, you sprained your wrist

But then you held up that snitch and the crowd went WILD

Your wrist was fine within a week so you weren't worried.

Draco acted pissed but truth be told: he was happy you were okay.

Then it happened. You had studied with Hermoine until you two were booted from the library.

You forgot something and turned back, walking as fast as you could because to be honest, the castle kind of scared you at night.

You left a magnifying glass, you used it because of the fact that THE TEXT WAS TOO SMALL (seriously who can read that small?)

That's when you saw this reflection on the glass and you blacked out.

The next morning everyone found out about it, Draco was losing his shit and told Harry to "FIGURE THIS OUT! PLEASE!"

That was the first anyone had heard him say "please" and he was basically thrown into the investigation.

He was there for it all, Gilderoy being a complete MORON, Fawkes, the chamber-- Draco was there.

When you finally came to the first words out of your mouth was "BASILISK!"

Draco booked it to you when he found out you were awake and he hugged you.

"Woah woah woah-- what happened to you, you look like hell?" You asked.

"Found the chamber of secrets-- that's not important, you're awake!" He said.

"Yeah-- wait what?"

So you spent that summer at the Weasley's and my God was it fun

You, Fred and George had a blast together

Then came news that Sirius Black escaped from prison

Draco was panicked when he found out that he was possibly near hogwarts

Letter after letter he was basically begging you "Homeschool. Please. I almost went insane when you were attacked by a basilisk, now there's a convict on the loose"

To which you were like: "I'm not homeschooling, Draco I've got you, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Fred and George, I think I'll be fine!"

He found you in the leaky cauldron and while he was happy to see you he was also worried sick about you being here.

Everyone at Hogwarts was treating you like a child playing in traffic and it began to piss you off.

The only person treating you normally was Cedric after he found you kicking a tree.

"Woah there, that tree didn't hit you did it?" Cedric asked.

"What?" You asked confused.

"I'm genuinely paranoid about the plants on this property because of the whomping willow, did this tree attack you?" Cedric asked making you laugh.

"No no... I'm just angry that's all." You sighed.

"Really? Why?" Cedric asked.

"Well... Everyone's been treating me like a little kid because I was amongst the few who was petrified." You said.

"Ohhh." Cedric nodded.

He listened to you talk and he told you if you ever needed to get away from everything you were welcome to go to Hufflepuff's common room

Fun fact: Draco felt jealous for the first time

He saw you two hanging out by the lake and he just felt so jealous.

"What's with Draco?" Fred asked, noticing him being grouchy.

"he's been like that all day." Ron said.

"Probably because Y/n and Cedric started hanging out." Hermione said.

"What?" Everyone asked.

"I was walking by and heard them talking. She's tired of us basically treating her like she's a walking hazard. She has a point, we've been hard on her." Hermione agreed.

So they all eased up on it but Draco was still upset and wouldn't tell you why.

"Draco can you please just talk to me!?" You asked.

"I don't want to talk, I'm going to my room." He said.

You began to feel really hurt by this and then that damn lesson came along on Boggarts.

It got to you and it turned into Draco just... Leaving?

You stared at it for a while and Remus just handled it before you took off.

Draco thought that the boggart was just him so of course be was genuinely worried.

He went after you and found you having a meltdown.

"Y/n." He said kneeling to you.

"I'm sorry." You whimpered.

"I don't know what I did but I'm sorry Draco."

It was then that he realized what your boggart actually was.

You were afraid of him leaving you.

He never left your side again from that point on.

Draco began to sit at the Gryffindor table more and people of course took notice.

No one dared to comment on it though because uhm.

Draco could be scary when he wanted to be.

Course when he cried like a little bitch because Buckbeak attacked him that wasn't intimidating.

"I swear, you treat me like a child but you're the dumbass that just walked up to a Hippogriff!" You sighed.

"You're the one that managed to fall walking up the stairs. HOW DO YOU FALL WALKING UP THE STAIRS!?"

Madame Pomfrey had to listen to this argument the entire time

Hogsmeade was the best

You, the trio, Draco, Fred and George all having a blast

Snowball fights and butterbeer

Sitting around telling jokes

Then witnessing Harry have a break down because he found out Sirius was a friend of his parents'.

You all comforted him, fuck even Draco felt bad.

When you all got back to school you all agreed to stay in groups in case that bastard really was lurking around.

Then came Lucius going "Well that creature just tried to hurt my son so... Let's kill it"

You were PISSED.

You actually had to be pulled back and you were kicking and screaming.

That's when Hermione said "I have a time turner!" And you were like "Well shit why didn't you say something BEFORE I INSULTED MY BEST FRIEND'S DAD"

Draco went all protective mode and was like "Guys I don't think this is a good idea--"

And then he was dragged into this adventure too.

So You didn't expect Harry to produce a patronus

you didn't expect Remus to be housing a convict

You didn't expect Remus to be a werewolf

And you didn't expect that damn rat to be an actual PERSON

Your head was spinning and by the end of that night you felt like you were insane

"So... Never talk about this again?" You asked.

Everyone exchanged glances

"Agreed." They all said in unison.

Summer was again, really fun.

You spent it with the Weasley's and you helped Fred and George with their business

You were always writing to Draco in your free time

And uhm...

Sometimes Draco would sneak out and go to you guys.

Molly enjoyed having him over and promised not to say anything about him being there

Arthur and Molly both recognized that look whenever he'd look at you though

That was love.

Both of you would whisper things to each other and then laugh

Molly would smile to herself knowing damn well that you two liked each other.

When he left one day you were helping Molly with cleaning.

"So how long have you liked him?" Molly asked making you almost drop a plate.

"Wha- no-- I-- uhm-- That's absolutely crazy-- I--" you saw the "You're really going to lie?" Look on Arthur's face as he put down the paper. "... How'd you know?" You asked.

"It's quite obvious darling." Molly said.

"Well to everyone but the boy." Arthur said.

You both asked them not to say anything and they agreed

You all went to the world quidditch game and had to pretend to hate Draco.

Course he wasn't the biggest fan of Cedric being there with you

Course the group noticed the smiles and flirty glances from you two across the damn stadium.

When it ended you were hanging out with Ginny when Draco ran in.

"You all need to leave." He said out of breath.

"What's going on son?" Arthur asked.

"Death eaters, everywhere. They're scaring the locals-- it isn't good." He said.

"What about you!?" You asked.

"I'll be fine Y/n, go." Draco said.

You hesitated but he put a hand on your cheek and looked into your eyes.

"Go." He said.

You and the Weasleys booked it and got the fuck out of Dodge

You all made it back to the burrow and were exhausted.

Draco snuck out to you guys and you hugged him immediately after seeing him.

That's when it clicked for the rest of the crew that "Ohhh so she likes him likes him."

The school year began with talks of something weird going on

Then the cup was introduced and you just got this gut feeling something was wrong

Fred and George were hellbent on getting their names in that goblet though

Draco stood there next to you watching those two jackasses try to put their names in to the goblet

You were standing next to a statue and his elbow was resting above you as you both laughed as those two not only failed but were launched back and taken off by Madame Pomfrey.

You two laughed and then looked at each other and just... Something changed. Something in you just nearly fell apart looking at that boy and your words were just jumbled.

You two spent most of your free time together though, always laughing or you showing him how to do origami.

Then came finding out who was going to be in the trials

Fluer, Viktor, Cedric and Harry-- wait what

Ron got upset but you could tell this wasn't planned and was bad.

Harry accepted it though.

Hermione had a little buddy following her around though

Viktor.

Nice kid, really. But did he have to be here all the time!?

You finally just decided to start studying with Draco.

Then came one day where Cedric sat with you and Draco had to deal with it.

It became a regular thing.

Then the second trial came and you were the one Cedric had to retrieve

When he came back up you both were out of breath and soaked.

Draco ran over and helped you up.

"So there's a Yule ball coming up." Cedric said making you look up. "Yeah?" You asked, slightly shivering from the weather. Cedric noticed the "Don't you fucking dare" look on Draco's face.

"Would you like to go with Draco?" Cedric asked.

Draco opened his mouth for a threat but when he realized what Cedric actually said he just started blushing.

"Uhm... Sorry did you just ask... Me... To go with... Draco?" You asked.

"Yep." Cedric nodded.

"Did you two plan this out or something?" You asked.

"Yes." Cedric said.

Draco was still reeling. "Uhm... Y-Yeah we did." He lied.

"Then... Yeah sure." You nodded with a laugh.

And so Draco was spending even MORE time with you.

The dance class was so much fun to you

Plus, Draco you being close didn't hurt either.

SO MUCH FUN! RIGHT!?

You both danced with giggles and exchanging smiles.

The Yule ball finally happened and Draco was at a loss of words when you and Hermione both walked down together.

"Y/n... Wow." Was all the poor guy could muster.

You smiled and tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear

You two danced for a bit, smiling at each other

Then you two walked through the grounds and Draco gave you his coat.

You looked at him and something just took over

You kissed him.

You two started dating from that point on

Draco would walk you from class to class even if his classes were on the other side of the school

Everyone loved seeing you two so happy.

It was now a common occurrence to see you two in the library together

He'd be doing origami while you studied.

Draco loved seeing that focused look

Course he always made sure you weren't too stressed too

The two of you had no idea how bad the next few years would become

Part 2 coming soon

#draco fuckingmalfoy #draco imagine #draco malfoy #draco x reader #draco x y/n

[spookyboywhump]

May 15th

AHAHA I FINISHED IT AND I LIKE IT

Soft content for Eli’s birthday, featuring some baby Eli content as well

CW: fluff. Eli cries a bit. It’s actually quite happy

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He kicked his legs excitedly as he sat there in the booth, his brand new shark stuffie clutched tightly in his arms. He was so small, it was quite big compared to him, but that just made it all the better in his opinion. He was only just now turning six years old, but he was certain this was the best birthday, and the best gift he’d gotten in his whole little life.

Everett had kept him home from school that day, he was already excited to brag to anyone who would listen tomorrow about how cool his brother was for doing so. He had made him breakfast, pancakes with whipped cream and rainbow sprinkles, and after that he’d let him choose his own clothes for the day, instead of the strict and stuffy outfits their mother preferred he wore. He didn’t even fight him on his hair, simply tied it back in two ponytails for him instead of fighting with a brush while he cried. To him, it was already a great day just from the morning.

After that, he’d taken him out for the day. He’d repeatedly asked him where they were going but Everett simply assured him it was a surprise, only serving to make him more excited. He hadn’t been able to guess where Everett was taking him, but when he saw it was the aquarium, he had accidentally squealed from how excited he was, happily flapping his hands until Everett picked him up and had him sit on his shoulders so he wouldn’t run off in his excitement, as he was known to do.

He was completely in awe of the exhibits they passed through. They spent nearly thirty minutes in front of the tank of moon jellies because he just couldn’t stop staring at them. He thought that was the best, at least, he did until they entered one room where they could actually touch things. Everett was hesitant to do so but he set him down in front of the low tank, and he had absolutely no issue with sticking his hand into the water, gasping when his fingers brushed over the back of a small passing stingray.

“E-Ev- Ev! It’s a, it’s like a, like a pancake!” He giggled excitedly. He snatched his hand out of the water, spreading his hands out as he said, “It’s uh, it’s uh, it’s smooth and flat, it’s like a- like a pancake!” He said, waving his hands excitedly.

“A pancake? Really?” Everett laughed, and he nodded, happy to stick his hands back into the water, a look of absolute glee on his face.

They spent a long time at the aquarium, simply because he felt the need to look at everything for a prolonged period of time. Everett didn’t seem to mind though, he let him take his time and on their way out they stopped in the gift shop. He wasn’t the kind of kid to ask for anything, he knew the answer was likely to be no, but he couldn’t stop staring at the shark plushies, and after a while of him looking between them and his brother, Everett said he’d buy it for him, since it was his birthday after all.

He took him out for lunch once they finally left, and then to a park so he could run around, holding onto his shark while he did so so it wouldn’t get dirty. And now, as the day was ending, he brought him to a small ice cream shop, an especially rare treat for him. He’d gone to get their ice cream, leaving him there alone but still in his line of sight. He perked up when he saw him coming back, he had a cup with large scoops of mint chocolate chip ice cream for him and one with strawberry ice cream for himself.

“Here you go, kid.” Everett said, setting it down in front of him as he took a seat across from him.

“Th-tha-thank you!” He said, grabbing the spoon and excitedly shoving a spoonful of ice cream into his mouth.

“Have you had a good day?” He asked him, taking a bite of his own ice cream while he happily nodded.

“Mmhm! I-I- I had- had fun!” He giggled softly. “I like- I liked the- the- the fish! And- and my shark! I love my- my- my shark!”

“Are you gonna name it?” He asked, and he looked to the shark, making a face as he thought it over.

“Mmmm… Ev.”

“Yeah?”

“N-No- no his name- his name is Ev.” He said, looking up at him. “Since Ev got him- got- got him for me, his name- his name is Ev.” He said, and Everett smiled at him.

“You’re a sweet kid, you know that?” He said, and he giggled, happily shoving more ice cream into his mouth.

By the time they finished he was bouncing in his seat, even more hyper from the sugar. Everett cleaned up after them, getting up and leaving the table for a moment. He watched his brother, on his way back he stopped somebody, asking them to take a quick picture of them together and explaining it was his birthday. When they agreed, he sat down next to him, pulling him into a hug, both of them flashing big grins as the stranger took a picture, commenting on how cute the pair of siblings were as they handed the phone back to Everett.

“Can I- can I- can I see?” He asked, getting up on his knees, and Everett showed him the phone, the photo of them together, he had a big grin on his face, one of his front teeth missing and his shark still in the background. “Oooohhh! I- I love- I love it!” He giggled, and Ev smiled, pulling him into a tight hug.

“Happy birthday, kid.” He told him, and he clung to him tightly, a big smile spread across his face.

After they left, Everett carried him home, having to carry his shark in one arm so he wouldn’t drop it. It was quite late in the day, and after spending so much time out and being so active, he was quickly growing sleepy, struggling to keep his eyes open as they got closer to his apartment. Once there Everett carried him back to their shared room, laying him down and handing him his shark, taking a moment to pull his shoes off for him.

“I’m glad you had fun.” Everett said, brushing wispy strands of brown hair back from his face.

“I- I- I had…” He paused to yawn, finishing with, “I had lots- lots of fun…” He murmured, curling up and cuddling his new shark close. He was asleep in only minutes, a content smile still on his face. Everett smiled as he looked down at him, so happy and so relieved he’d been able to do this for him.

***

“Can I open my eyes yet?”

“Not just yet, we’re almost there.” Zander told him, steering him by the shoulders. “And no peeking.” He told him, Eli snapping his good eye shut when he said it. They’d spent the day out together, Zander had taken him to the aquarium and listened to all his talking and rambling, and now they were finally returning to his apartment, but Zander was insistent that he kept his eyes shut. He heard him unlock the door and push it opened, tugging him inside by his wrist and only stopped in what Eli assumed was the dining room just off his living room.

“Alright- you can open your eyes now.” Zander told him, and he didn’t have to be told twice.

“Surprise!”

He nearly jumped back, startled but a grin quickly spread across his face at what he saw. Cara, Lila, Alec, even Alondra were there, crowded around his dining room table. They’d hung a happy birthday banner on the wall behind them, and gotten blue and white balloons for him, tying them to the chairs. They’d hung pale blue streamers from the ceiling, and on the table was takeout food from his favorite restaurant, and a cake with blue icing and number candles for “25”, and the words “Happy Birthday Elias”.

“Eli- shit, kid are you okay?” Zander asked, sounding worried as he brought his hands up to cover his mouth, blinking back tears.

“I’m- I’m fine, I’m fine, I’m sorry, I love it!” He laughed.

“Aww, Elias you can’t cry on your birthday!” Cara said, coming around the table and pulling him into a hug.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, no I’m so happy! This is perfect, I love you guys!” He said, reaching up and wiping at his eyes. Cara pulled away so they could all take a seat at the table, Alec using a lighter to light the candles, the small group singing happy birthday for him while he tried to keep from crying again.

“Make a wish!” They told him and he blew out the candles, smiling as Zander ruffled his hair.

“What did you wish for?” He asked him, and Eli laughed.

“I’m not telling, I want it to come true.” He said. He gladly accepted a slice of cake when Alondra passed him a plate, looking excited.

“I hope you like it, they said this was your favorite.” She said, and he grinned when he saw the inside was layered vanilla cake, one layer white and one colored blue.

“You made this?” He asked, and she nodded as he took a bite, only for his eyes to widen. “Oh shit- this is amazing!” He covered his mouth to hide the grin on his face, looking up at her. “I love it! Thank you so much!” He said, and she grinned at him.

“I’m so glad!” She looked both happy and relieved at the same time, as though she’d really feared he wouldn’t.

It was easily one of the best nights he’d had in a while, surrounded by his friends as they ate and talked and laughed. Once they had all had their fill of food, they brought Eli into the living room, having him sit down on the couch in front of the coffee table, a few gifts placed in front of him that they insisted he opened.

Cara and Lila had gotten him matching pink and green squid shaped pillows, and Alec had gotten him a set of books he’d been collecting. Alondra had given him a homemade apron, made from jellyfish printed fabric and a set of blue baking spatulas with white polka dots, measurement conversions printed on the back, and Zander had gotten him an adorable cat shaped lamp, which would fade through different colors when it was one. He was so excited over each and every one of them, to the point of frantically flapping his hands as he thanked them, looking overjoyed.

“Oh, there’s one more thing.” Zander told him, going across the room to get something from the closet.

“We all picked this one out for you.” Cara told him, and Eli grinned as Zander brought back a rather large gift bag, filled with blue tissue paper. He had to pull quite a bit of it out to get to it, but his face lit up as he saw the item inside.

“Oh my god! I love it!” He cried, pulling out the large dolphin stuffed animal. It was absolutely adorable, he instantly hugged it close to his chest, already in love with how soft it was.

“We’re glad you like it.” Zander said, ruffling his hair. “Happy birthday, kid.” He said, sitting down and pulling him into a hug, only for the others to join in as best they could. It took all his self control to not burst into tears again, overwhelmed with happiness and love for his friends.

***

That night he laid in bed, Zander next to him as he had stayed the night. Zander had passed out after a few too many drinks but he was still awake, laying there and watching the pale light from his new little lamp change. He smiled, turning onto his side and cuddling both his shark and his new dolphin close to his chest, thinking over that year’s birthday wish.

I wish to be this happy all the time.

#not whump #fluff #my writing #my oc’s #Wren #Zander #Everett #Cara #Lila #Alec #Alondra #happy birthday eli #he’s baby #just baby

[judediangelo75]

Style Witch: Judith Harris

Inspired by the ask from @kc-needs-coffee to @that-scouse-wizard​  

Here’s a little story to go with this as well.

MC Friends: David Willows ( @that-scouse-wizard​ ), Katriona  Cassiopeia ( @kc-needs-coffee​ ), and Lizzie Jameson ( @lifeofkaze​ )

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David was taking a small kip on the couch in the Hufflepuff Common Room when he was rudely awaken by the loud slam of a door. 

Slightly dazed and annoyed, he sat up to see the fuming little figure of his best mate, Judith.

“Where’s the fire, Little Tigress,” he yawned. The young witch paused upon hearing her dear friend’s voice. The fire that burned in those pale gold eyes dimmed when she looked at her friend’s sleepy face.

“Sorry, David. I didn’t mean to wake you,” she said softly. David stretched a bit.

“Don’t worry about it. Something’s bothering you, what’s wrong?” Judith crossed her arms with a huff.

“That bloody style wizard,” she grumbled. David arched a brow, waiting for her to continue. 

“He had the nerve to talk about my outfit today, saying it’s burning his eyes,” she supplied. David studied his friend from head to toe.

Her brown black hair was in twists, partially hidden under a dark blue bandanna. Her usually gold accessories were clipped onto her ears. Her face was make up free. A blue and white V-neck shirt, light gray 3/4 camo pants and white Converses clothed her body.

David didn’t see anything wrong with her look. He always thought she looked nice regardless.

“I don’t see anything wrong with it,” he mumbled. Judith walked over and sat on the couch next to him, angrily pouting.

“My point exactly. I told him that’s rich coming from a person who tried dressed me as someone’s mother for the Valentine’s Day Ball.” David snickered. 

David remembered that day clear as day. It was hard not to, seeing how peeved Judith looked when she was looking in the mirror. 

‘You lost ya damn mind if you think I’m going to the Ball like this, Egwu. I look like a mother whose in her mid thirties, demanding to speak to your manager to file a compliant.’

 David laughed to the point his sides hurt and he had tears in his eyes. 

“You’re not wrong, that pixie cut definitively wasn’t your style, Little Tigress,” David chuckled. He got a glare for the nickname but he knew there was no real hostility towards him.

“It sure as hell wasn’t. Andre had the nerve to look like I told him Pride of Portee was the worst team in the league. Then he said ‘I’d like you see you do better. Everyone knows I’m the Style Wizard around here.’ Damn title went to his head a little bit,” she grumbled. 

David looked at her curiously. One of the things he knew about his Little Tigress was being told that she couldn’t compare to someone else.

“Well, why don’t you show him? I’ll even let you use me as your little art project,” he offered. Judith gave her a glance.

“Are you sure,” she asked, slightly hesitant. She never styled another person before...

David offered her a smile.

“Positive.” Judith returned it with a shy one.

“Okay...”

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David sat in her dorm room as Judith was taking notes.

She asked questions in regards to his shirt size, preferred jacket size, pant size, and shoe size.

“What’s a look you want to try again,” she finally asked, twirling the quill in her hand. David looked thoughtful for a moment before saying,

“I admit, I did like the Valentine’s Day look from last year. Ya know, the punk look?” Something shined in those pale gold eyes.

“Gotcha... I think I can work with that...”

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Few days later, David was called back into Judith’s room. He spied the shopping bags that sat on her bed. He rose a brow at them.

“So I’m assuming you got something.” Judith looked up at him with a shy smile.

“Yeah... but I want it to be a surprise. So you’re gonna have to close your eyes. David shrugged.

“First off, hair,” she said. She pointed to her vanity, a chair already waiting for him.

“Sit.” Doing what he was told, he sat and allowed his friend to style his hair. His face would occasionally scrunch up when he felt the water from her spray bottle hit his face but relaxed at the feel of her fingers massage his scalp. 

After some fluffing, combing and adding gel, Judith step back to admire her handiwork.

“Perfect, now stay still. I’m gonna add a bit of color.” David nodded as Judith fetched her wand.

“Colovaria!” David felt the faint traces of magic dance over him before it fading. Judith was dancing on the balls of her feet, the biggest smile on her face. 

“I’m guessing it looks good,” he asked, ready to turn around to face her mirror. Only for Judith to take ahold of his face.

“No looking! I’m just about done... just need a few more things...” Judith grabbed something from her vanity. 

“Close your eyes,” she said. Doing so, David could feel something cold being stuck onto the skin near his right brow and right ear. 

“Open.” David’s eyes fluttered open, to find Judith’s smile. 

“It’s slowly coming together... but there’s one more thing. You’re okay with facial hair, are you?” David blinked.

“I, uh, never thought about it...” Judith giggled.

“Don’t worry, it’s only gonna be a little. I can’t see you with a full grown beard.” They both shared a laugh at that, and Judith casted another spell on her fellow Hufflepuff. David could feel the hair solely grow on his chin. 

He rubbed it, feeling the new addition of Judith’s look on his face. 

“Wow, you look older. But in a good way. Huh,” she said thoughtfully. David chuckled.

“So, are you done with my face?” Judith laughed and nodded. 

“Now clothes, but remember keep your eyes closed. I’ll hand you the clothes one by one and you can change behind the screen over there. Got it?” David gave her a mock salute.

“Yes ma’am.” The young witch rolled her eyes. 

“Hush and hurry up and strip,” she demanded, shoving him behind screen. Making quick work of his running shoes, jeans and gray V-neck, David shouted that he was done.

“Remember-”

“Yes, eyes closed, I heard ya the first time, Little Tigress,” he sassed, closing his eyes yet again. He heard her annoyed grumble as she placed each article of clothing into his outstretched hand.

He could feel the rips in the pants she gave him and the leather texture of the jacket as well. He felt more and more excited to see what he looked like.

“Step out, I’ll help you put on the shoes,” Judith said. Doing so, he could hear Judith clap rapidly.

“Holy shit! You look great David! Oooohhh, I can’t wait for you see,” she cheered, grabbing his hand to lead him to her bed. David sat down and felt Judith slip on a pair of boots to his feet. They feel a bit heavy but not in a bad way...

“And done! Come, I’ll lead you to the mirror.” Following his little friend, he heard a door opening and Judith saying,

“Okay... you can look now...” 

Brown eyes opened to stare at his reflection only to widen in surprise. He stepped closer to the mirror to take a closer look at his reflection. 

His normally neat hair was now a styled mess, red dye blending into his brown hair, flaring at the tips. Two shiny piercings sat near his brow and a bigger one of his ear. The little bit of facial hair did age him well.

His outfit consisted of a plain white T-shirt, a red leather jacket, black fingerless gloves with a red wristband, black acid washed ripped jeans and black combat boots. He turned his gaze to a suddenly shy Judith.

“Well,” she asked, rubbing the back of her neck sheepishly. She let out a squeal when she pulled off the ground and into a tight hug.

“I look badass! Thank you so much, Little Tigress,” David cheered, nuzzling her hair. Judith blushed and giggled.

“There’s one more thing, Hound...” David perked up at this, setting her down so she can retrieve it. 

Judith went over to the bags on her bed to pull out a black box the size of her hand before returning to David. Handing the box over to him, Judith bit her lip anxiously to watch her expression as he opened it.

David’s eyes widen before softening. In the box was a silver necklace. On the chain was a ram’s head, a aquamarine gem replacing its eye.

“It’s beautiful, Little Tigress,” he mumbled. Judith smiled softly at her tall friend before taking it out and putting it around his neck. Judith stepped back to admire her work.

“There, you look great...” David glanced at the mirror. The necklace definitely a nice finishing touch to his new look.

“Thanks Judith... why don’t we pay our resident Style Wizard a visit?”

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Andre was in the Courtyard, talking to Talbott. 

“Then she said I made her look like someone’s 30 year old mother, can you believe that,” he ranted to his fellow Ravenclaw, who in turn snorted.

“Considering that she’s my girlfriend and have come backs for days, yes,” Talbott shrugged. Andre pinched the bridge of his nose.

Maybe ranting to Judith’s boyfriend wasn’t his most brightest idea...

“I’d love to see her try to do better,” he grumbled. Talbott’s red eyes trailed off him for a brief moment only to widen slightly at something behind him.

“Apparently she accepted that challenge. And it’s fair to say you lost, mate.” Andre let out a nose of confusion before turning around to see what Talbott was talking about.

Only to stiffen with wide eyes.

Approaching the two Ravenclaws was David and Judith. However, the attention was focused on David.

...At least they were pretty sure that was David.

“Cheers, Tal. Andre,” the guy greeted them as he stood before them. 

Yup, that’s definitely David Willows.

“Wha-?! How-?! Who-?!” Andre spluttered over his words as he took in David’s new look. 

“What do you think of my new look Judith created for me? Pretty badass, right,” David smirked. He glanced at his best mate to find her sharing a similar smirk on her face as they stared at the dumbfounded Style Wizard.

“Yeah, Andre? Pretty cool, right,” Judith teased. Andre shut his mouth and stared at the two Hufflepuffs with an unamused glare.

Damn it, he forgot how often they loved to push his buttons.

Talbott chuckled and walked up to his little bird to hold her hand. 

“Impressive work, little bird. If it wasn’t for the impish look in David’s eyes, I wouldn’t have recognized him,” he said, placing a quick peck on her cheek. Judith beamed up at him with a small blush on her cheeks.

“Thanks, Talbott...” Andre let out a cough, bringing attention to himself.

“I guess I know when I’m beat. Nice work, Judith,” he mumbled. Judith and David snickered at his sulking form.

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Andre was at the pre-game party, sipping his Butterbeer when he felt a hand grasp his shoulder.

“Cheers, Andre!” He turned to greet David only to pause when he took in his outfit. 

A plain black T-shirt, a custom made letterman jacket, white and yellow track pants and tri-petal running shoes clothes the Hufflepuff Beater. 

“Wha...” David smirked.

“You like? Judith made this for me to wear at pre-game parties. Check out the back,” he said, turning around to show the Ravenclaw Quidditch player. The word ‘HOUND’ flashed at Andre before David spun back around. 

Andre narrowed his eyes.

“Yeah... pretty cool...” 

“Daaaaavvvvvviiiiiiddddddddd....” The two wizards turned to find the short figures of KC and Lizzie approaching them.

“Where is she?! I want to place a custom order of that jacket. I’ll even pay,” KC pouted. David chuckled.

“Sorry KC, Judith decided she didn’t want to show up this time,” he apologized. Lizzie groaned.

“David, you lucky bloke! You have a best mate to designs stuff for you. No fair...”

“You know you guys could ask me to make something you,” Andre quipped. Lizzie and KC looked at each other before looking at Andre.

“Did you think to make a letterman jacket before David showed up in his,” KC asked with an arched brow.

“No, but-”

“Okay, case closed,” Lizzie said. David laughed at Andre’s disgruntled expression as the girls fawned over his jacket.

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