#{ hope this is okay! }

[oksfranta]

🌈Louis admiring the fan rainbow project in Vancouver🌈 (requested by @theirloveisgross) [x, x]

#louis tomlinson #dailytomlinson #tomlinsonedits #hlcreators #hlupdate #hledit #hljournal #trackinghome #tracksintheam #1dsource #fitf tour #fitf tour vancouver #hope this is okay! #i'm actually impressed with myself on colouring this one lol #my stuff

[thefiendio]

A Small Miguel Fic

This is for @mettreads

Hope you like it!

Requested things: Teasing, strap, hinted at chubby reader, dom reader, fem reader, and overstimulation.

Added: Bondage, begging, and praise

(Sorry for any errors! It's 3am and I haven't slept in like 3 days lmao)

You smile gently at the beautiful man tied to the bed that you are overlooking before peering down to the strap-on that is resting on your hips, in the place of where an actual penis would sit. Shifting as the dull pressure from the toy on your clit isn't enough to satisfy what you actually want, you lube the fake dick up, making sure to make eye contact with him so he knows what you are going to do to him.

Knowing that he is about to get fucked into the mattress, he tries to pull against the restraints. You stop him with your words of "Baby, you will get a reward soon, just be patient."

Your words do what you want them to, because he stops tugging and relaxes, keeping his red eyes on you, searching for any movement from you.

You finish your ministrations and gently climb on the bed with him, it creaking under your weight. You spread his twitching legs and let them rest on either side of you while you sit pretty in between them. having already prepped him you gently raise yourself and line up with his awaiting hole.

Some of his semen from the last two rounds of you prepping him sat on his stomach, which tensed as you started entering him. The strangled moan he let out when you got halfway inside made you clench around nothing, the other knob of the toy doing nothing to pleasure you.

Wanting him to make more noises for you, you pushed all the way in him in one movement, making him let out a moan while he threw his head back. He wrapped his muscular legs around your plush waist and locked his ankles together, keeping you still.

After around 20 seconds, he scooted down, giving a test thrust inside him, and he shuddered. Smiling down at him, you started moving, slow at first. When he begged for you to go faster, who were you to deny him?

When his non-artificial penis bobbed, and his moans became whinier, you knew he was close. By this point he was already a babbling and begging mess, so you figured that telling him to hold it would be cruel, so you gave him permission.

Immediately after this, he came. Hard. Like throwing-his-head-back-and-almost-screaming hard. That was so hot from your point of view. He was breathing heavily, quiet groans spilling out of his mouth when you asked, "Do you think you have another one in you baby?" You smiled when he gave a rapid nod.

Not wanting to wait any longer, you moved his left leg over your right shoulder and started moving again. This round, his moans were really whiny, and any sense of dignity he had left was completely gone. From this angle, you could see how sexy his arch was. You also could see his slutty waist and you were jealous of anyone that's lucky enough to see it.

Before long, he came again with a loud and screaming moan. Deciding that it was enough for tonight, you stayed still until the aftershocks died down, giving him sloppy kisses as well.

When he was calm enough, you pulled out, him whining at the loss of friction, and grabbed a rag to clean him up. Then you started on your lovely aftercare procedures.

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Hope that was good! I tried my best lol.

#sub miguel o'hara #hope this is okay! #dom reader #dom female reader #request

[buckleys-diaz]

Maddie, Chimney and Jee-Yun in S06E10: In A Flash

for @jee-yunbuckleyhan

#911 fox #911edit #madney #madneyedit #maddie buckley #chimney han #jee yun buckley han #userkimmy #userthai #userdahlias #userisha #usercorinne #userpickles #gif* #* #hope this is okay!

[paxthepuppycat]

hey i saw your most recent stimboard post and thought it was super cute could i request one for a king cheetah?? /nf /pos

thank you in advance!!

Cheetah Stimboard!

#therian #alterhuman #otherkin #therianthropy #nonhuman #therian things #theriotype #otherhearted #therian community #Hope this is what you wanted #hope this is okay! #hope this works! #cheetah therian #cheetah cubs #cheetah furry #big cat #big cat kin #big cat therian #wild cat #stimboard #stimblr #stim blog #moodboard #king cheetah #cheetah kin #canine theriotype #lycanthrope

[hotluncheddie]

Okay so I can’t get over the idea of Eddie being very possessive over chubby Steve n just like… grabbin those love handles. All the time. 1) so everyone knows Steve is *his* and 2) bc eddie LOVES Steve’s loves handles n loves grabbing them and feeling that spot on him and 3) because Steve goes feral for it too, loves feeling like he’s Eddie’s and loves knowing that when Eddie grabs him there he’s feeling particularly possessive of him 😈 n Steve’s just like 🥵

ughhhhhh 👹

that’s sooo juicy bestie!!!!!

because maybe as steve softened and his sides started to bulk and spill over his waistbands a little more, it was just a small thing, a little touch here and there. and then they get a little more prominent and eddie’s touches get a little more prominent. eddie’s eyes going a little dark when he does, jaw clenching and unclenching. hands landing there when he steps up behind steve to kiss his neck in the kitchen, or look at him through the mirror while steve’s getting ready (checking that the shirt he’s pulled still fits, eddie crowding in close, lingering if the shirt doesn’t quite anymore).

eddies arm dropping there when steve sits next to him on the couch, they don’t go so much to his hair or his shoulders anymore, no now it’s that lovely squish at his waist and hip. it’s the same when steve straddles eddie’s thighs, if he sits in his lap.

maybe the damn breaks one day when eddie’s really gripping them, using them as handles while steve is on his hands and knees, soft and open and dripping on the bed. eddie squeezing this place he loves most ‘fuck, fuck’ he’s panting, they’re both a little delirious ‘so fucking hot stevie, these, right here’ and he grips so hard steve thinks it might bruise. steve really hopes there’s bruises.

maybe steve takes a little to accept how much eddie likes it, maybe the growth isn’t too comfortable to begin with. those lightning shapes splashes of pink make these ghosts come out, past ideas of how he needs to be and how he has to look. but eddie listens and spends a night sucking hickies all over them, worshiping them, repeating how he feels about steve, how he needs him, wants him, always.

and like it’s become a thing, maybe full on pavlovian response. brain going a little fuzzy and gut stirring with heat bc steve knows that when eddie touches him there, he’s thinking about him, thinking about them together, thinking ‘mine’.

and like it reminds me of ur micro fic like if they go out, they’re in a queer space, u know eddie is all over steve. but he just always gravitates there. knowing now that steve gets it, what he really means by it. maybe in the club it feels a little like foreplay, like it’s a new, special time and space with the freedom to be in love. they’re obsessed with each other and eddie’s obsessed with steve’s body and everyone can tell and steve’s obsessed with that feeling of being so so desired, especially because he knows deep down it’s like body, mind and soul.

maybe steve’s at the bar and some guy comes over, starts chatting him up. steve goes along a little, answering this guys questions because it’s kinda fun. but the real fun is when eddie comes back from the bathroom, instantly in steve’s space. ‘who’s your new friend?’ and eddie’s smile is a little pointy, eyes a little sharp. he steps up close to steve’s back, caging him in. eyes on the guy but hands on steve. ringed fingers sliding up under his shirt, both hands splaying wide over the bare skin and holding those two handfuls so firmly steve feels his pupils blow, knows he’s gone pink. doesn’t really care that his speech slurs a little ‘ah this is uh.. sorry, what was it?’ because one of eddie’s hands had slipped around to hold his belly too, eddie mouth is hot and so close to his neck and ear. steve watched the guy walk away, with a huffy little eye roll that just adds to steve’s fun. but also so so grateful that the guys gone because he’s fucking hard and he just wants eddie. wants eddie to keep going, keep taking, keep touching. eddie squeezes, nosing behind his ear, steve whines. eddie’s lips brush up agains the shell, breath hot and heavy, steve’s eyes flutter shut. ‘mine’ eddie near growls, squeezing again and grinding agains steve’s ass. steve moans.

#👹👹👹👹👹👹👹 #best ask best ask #hope this is okay! #hotlunch #steddie #steve x eddie #chubby steve harrington #<3 #ask #drabbles #steddie wg

[vaultingfist]

@shinuchi-ulti

The morning was much like any other on New Spa Island; guests rose up from bed to enjoy the luxurious meals prepared by the staff in the dining room, the facilities began to open up during the calm, and finally, new ships from all over the grand line began to pour in. Meanwhile, the Duke of the Island watched the glistening beams dance of the crystal blue sea, enjoying a cup of tea and a blueberry scone. He enjoyed the little home he established in red hair territory, no worries of marines when you had proper protection.

Just as he was going to take another sip, a ringing came from the transponder snail on his desk. Brows furrowed as he took the call. "I'll be right there." A scowl formed upon his lips; why couldn't some people just act normal when on vacation? Making his way down to the artificial island's port, he saw the source of trouble: a group of pirates getting too touchy-feely with his employees. His fists blackened with haki, just in case negotiations went south.

"Gentlemen, it seems you have forgotten the rules here. My clientele all happen to be pirates from around the world, and I don't mind a few rules being broken, but you crossed the line when you touched my crew. Apologize and leave. Now." Arms folded, icy glares exchanged. A fight was about to begin, but just as blows were about to be traded, a wrathful demand for the rowdy band to shut it echoed throughout the port. Before Wriothesley could even react, a young woman jumped from her ship, smashed her head into the other captain, and sent them flying onto their ship, and the boat itself soared out of the island's line of sight.

"I...." His gaze rested upon the unknown hero, a short woman with radiant blue hair and pink hues that looked like they could kill. He knew that face. A beast pirate with a four-hundred million beri bounty, a rare sight in red-haired waters. She was steaming; for whatever reason, though, she saved him from what could've been a brutal brawl. His chest filled with gratitude, and his mouth forming a smile, he gave the woman a bow of gratitude. "You have my thanks. For both your assistance and understanding. Why don't we get your ship and luggage all settled, and we can check you in, Miss....?"

#🥊 ic #v: the one piece is real #hope this is okay!

[tennant-davids]

ROSWELL, NEW MEXICO 4x08 Missing My Baby (requested by anonymous)

#rnmedit #roswellnmedit #roswellnmsource #roswell new mexico #malex #malexedit #michael guerin #max evans #requests #*laurengifs #cinemapix #cinematv #hope this is okay! #i struggle so much with colouring this show sometimes but i like how this turned out!

[icycoldninja]

Hey! How are you? Missed menin requests? Well.... I have an idea... I love Tangled... Eugene is a gem.

So Rapunzel fem reader and Dante...but make it DMC perhaps. I mean the tower can be Temen-ne-Gru and it has to be DMC3 Dante cause he is the only one I see as an initial jerk with whose heart changes.

I don't have any outline...but I would love to see your take

Yes, I did miss your requests 💜 This is interesting; do you mind if I do headcannons?

DMC3!Dante x Rapunzel!Reader headcannons

-Being a princess imprisoned inside the Temen Ni Gru by a demon who wanted to marry you, you never expected to see another human anytime soon.

-And you didn't; instead, you saw someone who looked like a human, but clearly wasn't, jaunting towards the tower. You thought, at first, that you were seeing things. There was no way a person could actually be coming to the Temen Ni Gru, could there?

-Whoever this guy was, he had to have been powerful. If he had madeir through the hordes of demons surrounding the tower, then he had to be either not completely a human, or a demon in disguise.

-Your surprise when he burst into your tiny prison not 2 hours later was monumental. So was his. He didn't realize there was a human trapped here, and you didn't think the weird man you saw from before would make it this far up the tower.

-What happened next was the most awkward introduction ever. Dante saw your stately appearance and excessively long hair, and instantly made the connection to the fairy tale he had grown up with.

-You, on the other hand, found your earlier suspicions to be true. This guy was not a human, not even close. He was likely very dangerous, but the fact that he didn't know you were here proved he wasn't working for the demon who brought you here, making him a potential ally.

-You would have asked him for help, had he not been a total douche. Rude and arrogant, he didn't seem keen on helping some random girl he knew nothing about.

-Strangely enough, he offered his assistance, and when you hesitated, assured you he meant no harm. He even offered to cut off some of your burdensome hair, if you wanted.

-The genuine smile on his face was oddly reassuring, and so, disregarding the last question, you gratefully accepted and went with him.

-Dante might be a jerk, yeah, but he didn't seem all that bad. Maybe you could get to know him some more--who knows?

#Dmc #devil may cry #Dmc3 #devil may cry 3 #Dmc dante #Dmc3 dante #devil may cry dante #Devil may cry 3 dante #dmc dante x reader #dmc3 dante x reader #devil may cry 3 dante x reader #devil may cry dante x reader #headcannons #Requested #thanks for requesting #icycoldninja writes #hope this is okay! #rapunzel au

[naive-petals]

@sub-aki

“No it isn’t okay there has to be some way for me to pay… you…” pulling off of the other Roses eyes widen as she realizes just who she managed to catch when tripping. Stammering as she tried to finish her sentence Rose eventually found the courage to speak again.

“Back for catching me.” Was she blushing? Oh lord she hoped she wasn’t. This wasn’t how she was expecting to meet the other and now she was probably seen as a Klutz.

#sub-aki #hope this is okay! #also Rose your ‘plan’ in massive air quotes #was to hide and hope you didn’t run into her

[bae04xx]

Heyyy I just saw it post and like I couldn't resist sending in an ask (or request if you will)!! If you want to could you write a bill cipher (yes ik💀) x reader where he and the reader are dating but get into an argument and he just says/does sum really mean stuff?? Fluff ending tho please I can't take only angst lmao, for the reader i would pref a Fem reader but gn is fine to!! Also for bill could he be in his triangle form?? (I'm so sorry if this is a long ask💀💀) but yeah that's it!!

One last thing if you don't mind could I be the 😻 anon so like if I send a ask/message I will add that and yk its me!!

-😻

hey ofc, sorry don’t check my tumblr that often! i would love to :)

thanks 😻 anon :)

bill cipher x fem! reader

angst and fluff 🖤☁️

i grabbed my bags out of my car boot, harshly gripping them between my fingers, which the knuckles of began to loose their colour from the chill in the air. after shutting the car doors and locking it up i begin storming down the pebbled drive towards my little cottage of a home. i sigh as i drop my bags and twist the key into the lock. i walk into the warmth of my house- silence greets me. after a full day at work, a very busy day might i add, then running about 5 errands i expect my home to be as i left it, cleaned to perfection. my eyes squint at the crumbs left all over hallway’s floor, i walk through them and set my bags onto the kitchen’s table- only to see condiments and dirty dishes scattered on the counters.

i quickly put my food shopping away, then hastily clean the house top to bottom, from hoovering to polishing to mopping to cleaning all of his dirty clothes because god forbid he contribute anything to this house and take any weight off my already drowning shoulders. i bury my face into my hands and curl up on my sofa, after sitting like this for a few minutes i decide to sit up and distract myself, flipping through a few tv channels to find a decent one.

i wonder why i’m even here, i was only meant to be in gravity falls temporarily, after my mother decided i was too much for her, she shipped me off to live with my aunt for the summer- aunty suz, or as the locals called her, lazy suzan. she ran a diner, which i helped out with as my keep, and there i met the twins. i felt like mable understood me, she really helped me deal with my mental health and overcome it all. she was my bestfriend- until i fell for him. i made the stupid mistake of choosing bill cipher, a living breathing demon, over my bestfriend. and now i’m stuck in this hell hole- gravity falls.

“loving boyfriend my ass..” i mumbled, throwing the tv remote to the ground in frustration.

“what about me were you saying, peach?” he smirks, materialising out of no where, with a snarky expression.

“what the fuck have you been doing all day cipher? i work my ass off and i come home to the house a state?” i plead, standing up to be someone as tall as the floating figure.

“woah woah woah, don’t be so aggressive peach, calm it and remember who you’re speaking to,” he warns, i laugh at him.

“i do everything for you cipher, i have up my life for you and this is the thanks i get? no support, messing with my home and threats? i have every right to be angry at you, you always do this!”

“do what exactly, peach?” his eyes narrow at me, staring me down.

“fuck me over! you expect to be fed, even though you don’t need to eat and can make anything you want appear but no- i have to supply it for you, to clean in a clean house but it’s fine for you to constantly mess it up, and to leave for days at a time with no warning and then just appear back and expect me to be fine? and treat me like shit!”

“i can do whatever the fuck i want peach, whatever i want-“ he grabs me by the chin, “you listen to me, you’re a puppet in my hands, you’re lucky i’m even giving the time of day. you’re only around because i like you, and you’re so lucky i like you because do you wanna know what would happen if i didn’t?”

…

“you’d be dead, rotting your own personal hell. so show me a little respect? don’t forget your place.”

i push myself away from him, i regretfully look in my eyes, i don’t know what to do, so i just stand there, scared, confused, anxious yet angry.

“i’m going, don’t try and get in my head, i don’t want you there.” i announce, before storming off and grabbing my handbag.

“i’ll never get out of your head, you belong to me remember, you’re nothing without me.” he announced, as though he’s just next to me but he isn’t. i’m in the car, applying as much pressure to the accelerator as i can- and he’s no where near me. he’s in my fucking head again. i have no space, no boundaries, i’m not just me, i’m him too- and i have no choice. i can’t escape.

i break as hard as i can, in the middle of a road, no cars were within a mile radius of me, perks of living i. a quiet town. i scream, a blood curdling scream, my nails clawing into my h/c, tears stream out of my eyes. sobbing uncontrollably i feel an arm snake around me, pulling me close.

he’s shushing me, trying to calm me down as a shriek and cry into his chest, not sure if i should push him away or accept him embrace. his boney hands stroke my h/c and instantly calms me, not by my choice though- the bastard is in my head again.

“i’ve given everything for you bill.” i state, wiping my tears away, a dead look in my eyes.

“i’m sorry peach,” he hugs me tightly, “i know i’m shitty, but i’m so sorry.”

and he just holds me, let’s me stay in his arms, i focus on my breathing, as he plays with my hair, he whispers a small ‘i love you’ in my ear, i hum back to him, too exhausted to process what’s really happened.

i wake up in my bed, changed into my favourite fleecy pyjamas, a very worried demon next to me.

i yawn, stretching my arms up, turning to him i say “and how did i get here?” my voice a little gruff from sleepiness.

“you don’t think i was going to let you sleep in the car do you? what kinda demon do you think i am?” he replied in his usually snarky yet flirtatious voice.

“ah yes sorry, you’re such the gentleman- how could i forget,” i giggle back at him before rolling away to the other side of the bed.

“i really am sorry y/n, i’m gonna try more, for you peach,”

“i love you bill,”

“i love you more peach,”

a comfortable silence surrounds us, i sigh before deciding to get up, yet just as a i begin to take the duvet off me i get it pulled start back on.

“what’re you thinking for breakfast peach? my treat, you just stay snuggled up in bed,”

“i bought some croissants yesterday, they’re in the cupboard,” i muse, before grabbing my book off the bedside table. bill let’s out a laugh.

“my treat, you just wait and see what i’ve got planned peach!”

#gravity falls x reader #bill cipher #bill cipher gravity falls #gravity falls #x reader #bill cipher x reader #my first request #hope this is okay!

[pomegrnate]

close starter for: @fadinglights inspired in this. taking out the garbage aka old gifts and pictures of my bf and oh god i accidentally dropped everything in front of you, but wow you’re handsome so i don’t mind this

'shit' utterly devasted, he saw the reminiscence of his five year old relationship on the floor. from plushies to letters to randomly scattered sticky notes, every aspect of the now-over deal condensed in a dissipated mess.

#hope this is okay! #let me know if theres anything else you're interested in #or maybe a change of muse #whatever!

[khalisahmy]

#sansxyouweek2023

Day 2: Dating start!

(that not even start yet)

This is super late!! I got this whole idea of the storyline. I hope you guys will look forward to it. I hope I have the strength to complete these 💀✌️.

@sansxyouweek

#SUPER LATEEE AHHHH #huhu why i chose this path #hope this is okay! #sansxyouweek2023 #sansxyouweek #sans x you #sans undertale #sans the skeleton #drawing #khalart #digital art #THIS IS MY FIRST LONG COMIC #i think it will be... #undertale fanart #undertale au #undertale

[jonjaydami]

Hey do you have any hc’s on how the boys confessed to each other or what their first date would be like??

Oh yes I do! So it kinda is taking place currently in my fix it fan fiction for DC cause I think the way they ended the supersons comics is horrible. So I decided the best way to fix it was by making them poly.

So i definitely think that after Jonathan came back from space he and Damian grew apart to a point we're they hardly talked and saw each other and that had to do with a lot of different reasons.

When Jay came into the picture he sought to mend their relationship cause he knows they love each other and they are self destructive idiots. So he sets gets them together and when he realizes how good they are; just the two of them.

He actually tries to break it off with Jonathan but actually Jonathan refuses and they all *finally* have a sit down and talk about how they want thier relationship to work. They realize that not only have they been leading themselves up to this moment but they all have had a crush on each other for literal months but they were to scared to do anything.

This leads to some laughs and apologies to be passed around. Jay and Jonathan already live together but Damian literally spends all of his free time crammed into his boyfriends tiny apartment and promises to get them a house one day (that one day turns out to be a big apartment until they take over the family farm)

Also they do have one on one date nights were Jonathan and Damian go out or Jay and Damian but then they all three go out. Of course his brother judge him for having a harem and he gets teased a lot but the paparazzi is always trying to spin off a bunch of stuff about them being seen together and "Is Damian Wayne cheating on his boyfriend with his other boyfriend?" Headlines. But they could care less. Also they know Lois and Clark are clearing those nasty rumors with the help of Bruce.

But yeah I think they work well together. Plus the real reason I also decided to try and fix it was because Jay Nakamura gets so much hate as a character for no reason. Like I get we don't like him cause DC only shoved him in to dramatically make Jonathan come out as bi. Which I love representation it's about doing it well is what I'm worried about.

Jay is a good character but he was shoved in a bad situation. Plus I know he is a sassy little boy who puts Damian in his place and Jonathan is their golden retriever who can't say no. Damian is there little ace goblin and they love him.

Yes I still headcanon Damian as on the Ace spectrum. I hope this is what you were kinda looking for. If you want to read my fanfiction it's called "fixing ourselves" and it's under partypirate on ao3 <3

#jay nakamura #jonathan kent #jonathan x jay #jondami #jonjaydami #batfam #batman #damain wayne #dc comics #dc universe #hope this is okay! #i tried #im never recovering from this #headcanon #chat is this real #im tweaking #it is real

[cryptid-stimming]

🌈 Xenogender Stimboard 👽 (with themes of kandi jewellery, bright colors, stickers & alien plushies) for Anon

x x x / x x / x x x

[Image description: a 9 gif stimboard; from left to right.

First line: A gif of someone's hand reaching out over a desk to a stack of notebooks (with charms and keyrings attached to the books) and pulling a spiral notebook towards the camera. They turn the notebook to reveal the cover is covered in different stickers. A gif zooming in on a pile of alien plushies before zooming back outwards. And a gif of someone flipping through a miniature booklet of notepads, the notepads are shaped like little bunny heads and are a rainbow of colours.

Second line: A gif zooming in on a person wearing rainbow decora fashion, they shake an accessory/belt they've created from wooden toy blocks. A still image of the Xenogender flag with a semi-circle and star symbol. And a gif of someone rotating their hand and wrist while wearing kandi bracelets, one of them with a star shape that attaches the bracelet to a ring (in the background plastic jars of kandi beads can be seen).

Third line: A gif of someone rotating their wrist while wearing an assortment of kandi bracelets, this makes a small plastic duck stuck to one bracelet appear to 'swim' over their arm. A gif of someone using tweezers to stick stickers on a notebook before the gif jumps to them holding the notebook up and stroking the stickers with their thumbs. And a gif panning over a pile of plushies, a person holding an alien plush in one hand and making it jump and dance.

End of image description.]

#stimboard #hope this is okay! #hands #jewellery #kandi bracelet #toys #plushies #lgbtqia+ pride #pride flags #people #clothes #stickers #rotation #long nails #flipping #fast gif #jumpcuts

[musingsanddrabbles]

@dreamingofimpalas asked:

Can you write out a small scene between Emmett and Esme, when Emmett first joined the family? I think it would have been really sweet to see, especially because they're both such family-oriented people. I could imagine Emmett being so nervous at first and Esme just guiding him along through the process.

Word count: 1,305 | Characters: Esme, Emmett, Rosalie, Edward. | no content warnings.

It's been six months since the addition of Emmett to their coven. Esme remembers the day Rosalie came home carrying a fatally wounded Emmett as if it was yesterday; she's still immensely impressed with Rosalie's self control. Esme couldn't have done the same, she simply didn't have the restraint. It still stuns her to know that Carlisle managed to restrain himself from simply draining her dry when transforming her. The self control of them both was beyond admirable.

Between now and Emmett's addition, Rosalie confided in Esme why she brought Emmett home. Rosalie's honesty admittedly took Esme by surprise, but amongst Rosalie's admission, Esme could make her own. Esme didn't remember much of her son. What she could remember was the mop of dark hair and a flash of blue she could only think were his eyes. Emmett reminded Rosalie of Henry in the same way he reminded Esme of her own son. They both let grief-stricken laughter bubble from lips with their confessions, relieved the other one understood.

Ever since that hushed conversation while the men had taken themselves hunting, Esme has gleefully watched the blossoming relationship develop between Rosalie and their newest coven member.

Emmett's feelings have been evident since eyelids revealed the blood-red of newborn eyes. Despite impassioned pleas from Rosalie as she cradled a wounded Emmett, Rosalie has since been tentative of Emmett. There's no denying how Emmett has brought life to Rosalie once more; her laughter often fills otherwise comfortable silence and her face is usually adorned with a smile which never fails to reach her eyes. Rosalie struggles with proximity, golden eyes flicker to find Esme whenever she finds herself and Emmett alone in the same room as one another. Rosalie never had to ask— Esme understands in a way neither Carlisle or Edward (regardless of ability) could possibly begin to.

It's raining when Emmett joins her in the kitchen. Usually she can be found experimenting with recipes no-one can eat, or, like today, simply painting. She has the backdoor open, her easel with its back against the open door and just to the side, herself perched on a dining table chair. Esme owns multiple aprons; they are either adorned by cooking stains or paint stains, but Carlisle is always there with a new one, his mouth set in a smirk which she is only privy too.

Despite Emmett's size, Esme didn't hear him slip into the room. It's only when she glances up at her view and is met with his large figure, muscular arms crossed over his broad chest, that she realises he's even there. Her startle moves her paintbrush abruptly against canvas, an out-of-place brushstroke staining the otherwise grey of rainclouds. There is an immediate sigh, one that causes Esme to discard her palette and place her paintbrush into the glass of water she has faithfully placed next to her. Emmett's expression changes from his usual smile to that of which Esme can only describe as a boy knowing he's about to be admonished. An immediate grin captures Esme's lips and before he can even begin to apologise, she's put a hand up between them to silence him.

"It's fine... I suppose you're looking for Rosalie?"

And again, his expression changes from guilt to bashful and Esme grins wider.

"Unfortunately for you, she's gone hunting... with Edward of all people, and no, I don't understand either. Hold tight, son, she'll be back before you know it."

This time, Esme is rewarded with Emmett's own grin as he grabs a chair to sit at the table. There is the unmistakeable sound of splintering wood between Emmett's fingers, their eyes meeting with the realisation he's broken a chair, but Esme's quick to reassure, "please do me a favour and help yourself to the rest. I've never liked these chairs. Apparently Carlisle got them for a steal... I can see why."

Assured he's pardoned for his second mistake in less than five minutes, Emmett finally settles. His arms rest across the top of the backrest as he straddles the seat of his chair. For a moment he observes Esme's unfinished painting before rewarding her his attention once more.

"About Rosalie," he begins, gingerly rubbing the back of his neck as he speaks. "Uh, well... uh..."

Esme crosses a leg over the other, amusement playing on her features as she leans back against her chair. She's patient, she can wait for the end of his sentence, but that doesn't mean she can stop an eyebrow from arching in anticipation.

"... Well, uh... you seem close to her, is what I'm trying to say..."

"And?"

"And," he coughs, a fist coming to tap against the palm of his left hand, "I was wondering if she's mentioned me at all?"

Not the question she expects him to ask, but progress nonetheless. Esme tilts her head, her cheeks aching with her grin. "Hmm, well... she's mentioned that you ripped her coat the other day. Apparently it was designer..."

Emmett swallows, his eyes falling to concentrate on rhythmic punching. "Uh, yeah... Carlisle says he can purchase a new one, current season and all," he explains in a flurry, his words contending with each other to get out.

"But—" Emmett's head raises with unmistakeable curiosity. "She's also told me how much she enjoys spending time with you."

"Even with ripped coats?"

"Even with ripped coats, Emmett."

The man finds his grin once more, his hands settling with Esme's confession. That isn't what he came to ask, of course, but it was a good start. Something tells him Esme is half expecting his next question, but it doesn't make it easier to get out. "So... knowing that... I was wondering if you could, uh, maybe tell me what she enjoys?"

There it is.

"If she hasn't mentioned it by now, may I suggest you offer to dismantle a car?" she replies, lazily wiping paint-stained hands against her apron. "And I don't mean by brute force, Emmett. Surely a man such as yourself knows his way around a toolkit? I can say she definitely does."

"Do you really lack that much faith in me?" he retorts, coaxing a laugh from Esme.

"She's also rather fond of perfume," she continues, watching the cogs turn in Emmett's head with every drip of information she feeds him. "Her favourite at the moment is Twenty Carats by Dana. Don't worry, I'll make sure to buy some for you. She doesn't have to know I told you."

Emmett exhales as if blowing through a straw, his fingers curling and uncurling against the palms of his hands. If it wasn't already obvious how he feels, he's sure it is now.

"Anything else?" Esme adds, watching the man piece together various plans in his mind.

Emmett shakes his head, standing as suddenly as he appeared and, in his enthusiasm, completely severs the backrest from the seat. He slowly pushes the now detached backrest towards Esme, her fingers coming grab it with an exasperated sigh, but fondness demonstrated in both her eyes and smile.

"Now, if you'd excuse me, I've got wood to repurpose and you've got a toolkit to find... I think the garage is your best bet."

He offers Esme a faux salute, his excitement palpable amongst the two of them. "Yes, ma'am."

And with that he's gone again like an unseasonal hurricane whirling through the house. Hopefully, the chair is all she has to fix... Esme doesn't even spare a thought for the garage.

When she finally settles once more, paintbrush between fingers, Esme glances up to catch familiar figures approaching the house. Edward's gaze catches that of Esme's and he lopsidedly grins. Rosalie doesn't look particularly happy at Edward's side, but Esme's sure it's nothing a little engine oil won't solve. The plan's in place, now Emmett just has to ask.

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Who: @bryanxlawrence and Tasha Where: The Fun Spot When: Friday Evening, March 8, 2024

One thing Tasha and Bryan planned on doing when getting back to Merrock was to go on an honest to goodness date. She wasn't the type that needed to be wined and dined nor did she have to go to a fancy restaurant for it to be called a date. In fact, she figured just hanging out with the other person and being on the same page could be considered a date. So going to the Fun Spot together to play some arcade games and hang out was something right up her alley. "You know I haven't been to an arcade since I was little," she said to Bryan as they walked from their car to the entrance, "but I'm excited to be back at one. Especially with you."

#Tasha and Bryan 06 #Bryan Convo 06 #Hope this is okay!