#I'm putting him in the microwave for around 4 minutes to see what comes out.

[jahiera]

see the thing about Astarion to me is I don't actually think he has a clue who he actually is beneath all of the everything he's got going on. he's got impulses, he's got drive, a will to live, he's got desires and amusements and cravings, but an actual selfhood?? no. there's a blue error screen where the person of him should be, the person -- whoever that was, I'm personally of the mind he likely wasn't good then either, but we'll see where the story takes us -- before Cazador. the man in front of us today is this mishmash of interior delight at freedom and sunlight but also capable of true unapologetic cruelty and willingness to be ugly in a multitude of ways. so he follows the impulse. he follows what intrigues and amuses, and nothing will take that freedom from him again. and he reflects back onto others the violence that was done unto him. a lack of power kept him down? now he wants to accumulate power, so it can never be turned on him again. but he also misses the sun while he's underground. he's mean and desperate and ruthless and it's interesting because he's unapologetic about it, he's unflinching about it. he's vindictive and mean and desperately floundering around throwing stuff at a wall to see what sticks in terms of personhood because who is he now. 200 years of horrific servitude and now he's just out and about and he's in the mud.

and he can be horrible. and yet when you take the routes of prying open the faaairly shallow veneer he has of smug and snark and snappiness, he'll give you pieces of the raw and the desperate -- "I want to know what the world sees when it looks at me. what you see." is a line you only get if you're earnest with him. any other path in the dialogue will have him continue the shallow persona you've come to know. and in all of that I think nothing is "this is real, this is an act," set in stone because I just don't think he even knows, I don't think he has a CLUE what's his and what's the protective measures and what's the real delight and what's the cruel mockery of his surroundings and what he's willing to give vs what he needs to hide vs what he lets slip out on accident. the inconsistencies in his own ideas and what he says and what he does. I think most everything about him is in a weird place of deeply uncertain. is it a lie? is it a glimmer of truth? for me, I like to interpret him in this weird menagerie of half-truths and shallow lies and omissions, because we've only known him a short while and maybe also he doesn't even know the answer yet. who is he? fuck if HE knows. anyways. smash.

#this is NOT coherent or well put together I'm just chewing on him right now like a dog toy in my brain #I do think it's so vital to not miss the point that he's shallowly horrible in so many ways #like. objectively. #not that I don't love the 'I can fix him' but imagining him soft diminishes the character for me #It feels VITAL to him that he's gnarly in so many respects. and yet floundering and insecure in so many others #self-preservation at all costs but what are you preserving babyboy! you have no clue only that you must protect yourself #he approves of and finds amusement in minor cruelties in a way that feels so .... soooo .... #I don't know. like if he can turn it on someone else that means /he/ is finally beyond the reach of someone doing it to him #because as soon as it's done to him he goes OFF THE RAILS #call him a slave and he shows a startling aggression that is fairly rare (he doesn't often yell -- merely sly and slink and snarks and digs #it's just. HIM. #I'm putting him in the microwave for around 4 minutes to see what comes out. #astarion #bg3 meta

[sturnsslut]

sleepover - chris sturniolo

a/n : um i usually write on wp so i don’t really know what im doing but here’s this anyways 😭

contains - dom!chris x sub!reader , pet names, teasing, swearing, fingering, slight choking, sneaky

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me and nick sturniolo had been best friends for almost 4 years now , and i had the BIGGEST crush on his brother , chris. of course i would never tell him , but i had a feeling he already sorta knew . ever since i told nick about my crush on chris , he has been teasing me NON STOP about it for almost 2 years. and he's always feeding into my delusions , even tho im trying to get over him.

anyway nick is constantly telling me how chris is always asking when im coming over next, how he's always talking about me , how he's starring at me when im not looking, things like that.

i don't believe any of it, but i wish. anyways i was bored, and it was Saturday so i thought i could call nick to have him come over so we could hangout , because if i saw chris, this whole " getting over him " thing would go right back to stage one. i got out my phone and pulled up nicks contact to invite him to come over , because ill be damned if all a bitch does is watch netflix alone on a saturday night.

iMessage

twin 💗 - nick

me - (you obv) 😭

me

NICKKK

i miss you sm

can you come over pls

i wanna hangout

twin 💗

TWIN I MISS YOUUU

I would but matt isn't here

so there isn't anyone to drive me

you can come over here thoooo

fuck. i tossed my phone to the side and let out a loud sigh , why can't anything work out in my favor ?? i picked up my phone and texted back nick.

me

well maybe you should get a license 😒

IM JUST KIDDINGGGG

twin 💗

Shut up bitch

you don't have one either

now come onnn

you can see ur man 😱

me

i hate you

im omw

twin 💗

😘

i texted my older brother and asked him if he could take me to nicks, which i didn't want to because he was at work and i didnt wanna wait but, oh well. he said he'd take me and so about an hour later he came home and told me he was waiting outside.

i threw on whatever, not really caring considering the fact i thought i was going to be in nicks room the entire time i was there. i put on blue plaid pajama pants and a black crop top with an oversized grey jacket, and some random slippers.

i packed my bag and ran outside, thanking him for the ride. a few minutes later i was at the sturniolos house.

i knocked on the door expecting nick, but of fucking course , it was chris.

" um hey." i said awkwardly, looking down at him.

"hey pretty. nicks in his room" he replied and opened the door further for me to walk in. i brushed past him and accidentally got a little too close. like i touched his dick type of too close.

i heard him groan silently as i walked past, making my way to nicks room.

fast forward a few hours , me and nick were watching a movie when he passed out.

i was gonna go and hangout with matt, but then i remembered he still wasn't back yet from wherever the fuck he was at, so with nothing else to do, i just decided to go to sleep right alongside nick.

i remember randomly waking up around 2AM for no reason but feeling hungry, so i made my way to the kitchen and got a freezer meal or wtv tf

i heat it up in the microwave and while i'm waiting , i decide to just get comfortable and lean on the counter while i scroll on my phone.

i'm about to shut off my phone when i hear something "nick?" i whisper shouted because i was slightly startled by the noise

there was no answer , i just shrug my shoulders and continue scrolling on my phone, when i suddenly feel two warm hands on my waist.

i jumped but not enough to move, i turn around to chris with his hands resting on my waist , looking at me with an indescribable look.

"what..are you doing?" i said flustered, turning my head to look at him , but again not enough to move our bodies any further apart.

"nothing..just can't sleep." he replied

god , his sleepy voice was literally going to make me bust.

" okay.." i say confused and go back to scrolling on my phone. i feel him rest his head on shoulder

" what are you watching "

" just t.." my voice trailed off as i realized i could feel that he had a big ass boner, and he was wearing only sweatpants

i struggled to get my words out because of the situation i was in, so i just ignored the question.

i felt him smirk and her closer to me, him getting more hard the closer he gets, with his hands still on my waist.

"what..you like the way this feels mama?" he says slipping his hands down into the front of my pants, but not fully.

"i.." i could barley speak due to the uncontrollable amount of flips my stomach was doing

"use your words ma." he says getting closer to me, his boner now fully on my ass

i'm gonna bust was literally my thought process. i was nervous, but of course im gonna do what he tells to.

"yea.." i say now slightly arching my back

he turns me to face him, so now im leaning against the counter and facing chris.

he takes one of his hands and guides it up to my face, "do you really."

"yeah" i let out a breathy moan and he smirks leaning closer to me, holy shit. no way this is happening.

he kisses me and i kiss him, he moves his hand down to my neck as we make out, the kiss turns into a sloppy make out, and he picks me up and i wrap my legs around him, he sets me on the counter so im perfectly aligned with his waist, as we're still making out

he starts leaving kisses on my neck and i grab his hair as he does so, leaving a trail of hickeys.

" fuck " i slightly whisper , this felt so good.

he stopped for a moment before placing one hand on my waist and the other in my pants

" you ready ?" i nodded desperately, not being able to use my words because of how badly i needed him.

he stuck two fingers inside of me and i grabbed onto the back of his shirt in pleasure

" damn ma your so wet ..all for me? how long have you been waiting for this mama "

i nodded, physically not being able to speak because of how good his fingers felt inside me.

" use your words. how long. " he demanded , grabbing my chin making me look him in the eyes

i paused, not wanting to me too loud. " damn ma, you like how i touch you that much you can't speak ?"

" t..two years " i struggled to push out those simple words. this man knew what he was doing with his hands.

" come on baby, if you were horny you could've told me. i would've helped you with ease. " he said, stopping for a second

" i didn't think you were into me. " i admitted

" really? i thought it was obvious. everytime you came over to see nick i would get hard just looking at you..i've been waiting for this moment a while to ma. "

he moved his fingers in and out of me again without warning, and i moaned a little too loud.

"watch your volume pretty girl..i'd hate for me to have to stop cause you couldn't control yourself "

i nodded agreeably, and trust me when i listened. i'd waited for this moment almost 2 years , i wasn't gonna let anything ruin it.

his fingers continued to move in and out of me at a rapid pace for another 2 minutes , and i felt myself start to get close

"chris...i'm close" that's when he took his fingers out of me and i caught my breath for a moment.

he took his dick out of his pants and it sprung out instantly. when i looked down, my jaw dropped.

he was easily a good 9 inches, and that was just a guess. i'm so screwed.

he stroked himself and laughed when he saw the look of surprise on my face. " what ? all your other little boyfriends had a small cock ?" he teased

i pulled my pants down further so chris had easier access. he got closer, until our noses were basically touching. "you ready ma" i nodded eagerly , because of how close we were, i felt his cock literally in between my thighs. " yes, yes i am just please fuck me " he smirked and put one of his hands on my waist , the other holding his dick. "you sure?" he asked me again, me giving the same answer.

and with that, he shoved in only 7 inches , just to see if i could take him or not. i gasped but covered my mouth because i remember what he said about keeping quiet.

" good girl " he smirked at me again, then shoving the entire 9 inches in me. i put my hands under his shirt, leaving scratches all down his back

" fuck mama..your so tight" he said pausing in between sentences

i could barley speak, but i wanted more. i managed to get two words out , "faster..please" i begged

" more already? alright ma..."

he thrusted in and out of me even faster than before, about a minute goes by before i felt that knot build up in my stomach.

" chris.." i paused before my next sentence, remembering that i had to be quiet "im close."

" not yet pretty girl.. please- mmm fuck you feel so good. "

i giggled slightly, before telling him how we should switch positions if he didn't want me to finish so soon.

" you got it mama. " and with that, he took me off of the counter and set me down, bending me over the counter instead.

he grabs my hips and lines me up, " you ready? you know i just gotta ask" he asks

i could feel his tip touching me, he was definitely teasing. well if he wants to tease..i can do it to.

"hm not yet..i need to catch my breath" i teased and move my waist slightly, feeling his tip against me

" how bout now?" he asks eagerly

"i don't know .." i answer, he's like a needy child , how cute

" mama please ..i need you so bad. "

" im ready " and with that he slams his entire 9 inch dick inside of me , going faster than before

" you think it's funny for you to tease me ? is it because you know you take me so well ?"

his sleepy voice..fuck.

" fuck..sorry" i say , i couldn't even think cause he was fucking me so good.

he grabbed my neck from behind and thrusted faster , that's when i knew i was close.

" chris , i cant ..im gonna-" im cut off by my release , letting it all go , and man i came hard.

" im almost there ma...in or out"

i mean, i was on the pill. " in , cum inside me please."

" mm..you got it pretty " he releases , and i feel his warm cum inside me , best feeling ever btw.

now we're both just leaning against the counter , heavy breathing, sweaty, looking at each other " you took me so good mama."

this man was really tryna make me nut for a 2nd time huh..i grabbed the food id forgotten about out of the microwave and made my way back to nicks room.

" goodnight chris. " i say with a smirk " goodnight ma." he says smirking back at me

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a/n: umm !! don’t know if i like this but i have something coming soon for the matt girlies 🤗

#chris sturniolo #sturniolo smut #sturniolo triplets #sturniolo x reader #sturniolos #matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #smut #christopher sturniolo #x reader #sneaky #chris x reader #chris sturniolo x reader #smut writing

[isator4]

skincare day

leon sees you doing your daily skincare every day, until he finds the courage to ask you how to do it too.

word count: 883

Leon yawned, waiting against the wall. The bathroom door was open, but he decided to wait outside. He was squinting his eyes trying to shake off the sleep, a white towel hanging from his shoulder. Inside the bathroom, you opened several products, the noise echoing throughout the room. He sneaks over to see what you were doing, finding a sight that made him let out a chuckle: his girlfriend, the toughest woman he'd ever met in his life, surrounded by face products and with a pink bow on her head that kept her hair out of the way. You turn to look at him, your face covered in a face mask. “Want me to apply it to your face too?” You ask, wanting to laugh, the already hardened clay of the product not allowing any facial movement. “No…I was just going to ask if you wanted to keep us here all morning.” He teases you, leaning against the wall in the corner. You just stare at him. “I’m almost done.” You respond, expressionless. He smiles, and examines the entire room, reading the names of the products you opened, raising an eyebrow.

The clock showed that the two were 20 minutes late when they finished getting dressed and Leon had won the fight he had with the buttons on his suit. He leans in for a kiss, hugging you from behind, his arms wrapping around you. You look at him above your eyelashes as he announces his victory against the piece of clothing. The smell of your primer was much more noticeable up close, and you push him away when you feel him smelling your face.

When the two leave his house, they set off on his motorcycle, ready for a meeting where they would be told what the duo's next mission would be. When they get back, they go back to his house, and he opens the door with tense shoulders. It was always this kind of atmosphere that hovered around when you had to go on another suicide mission in the middle of nowhere. You don't say anything, going to prepare whatever frozen food you found in Leon's fridge. It was already past eight in the evening. You heard him angrily undo the buttons, the fabric of his suit making a noise loud enough for you to know he was removing it. The water in the shower starts running after a brief moment, and you hear the noise while eating a microwave lasagna. He was taking too long and a silence took over the house after some time.

“Baby, I’m going to eat everything myself.” You say, loud enough for him to hear. No answer. Thinking that he had slept from being so tired in the bathroom, you get up and knock on the door.

"I'm almost…done." He says slowly. You get confused.

"Can I enter?"

“....mhm.”

You open the door. Leon stared at the sink mirror, his face covered in white clay. He tried to remove the blonde strands from his face, making a mess, getting his hair and hands dirty in the process. You cover your mouth with your hand, laughing.

"Yeah. You can laugh." He says. “Damn, this…dries quickly. How… do you use- this?” He asks innocently. You took a picture of that moment in your mind.

“You have to keep your hair out. And the sequence is wrong. You’re wearing the mask before you even clean your face.” You explain. It was something basic for you, but he looked at you as if you were explaining math to him.

“Listen…tomorrow I’ll teach you how to use it. Now come eat.”

The next morning, he made you keep your promise and you found yourself teaching him, in practice, how to do skincare. He reluctantly lets you demonstrate it on his face.

“First, you wash your face…” you explain. He crosses his arms as you pass by and lather up the cleansing gel, rinsing off afterwards. He shakes his head to get the water out. You take out 4 more products from the cupboard, and his eyes widen. He starts to leave the bathroom and you hold him back.

“Get me the cotton from the closet. I’ll put the facial tonic on you.” With a frown on his face, he hands you a small cotton piece, and you spread the product - which smelled like roses - on your boyfriend's face.

“This one is a primer.” You say as you open another product.

He looks at you.

“I'm regretting this idea.”

10 minutes passed, and he mentally made a list of everything he let you put on his face: cleanser, facial tonic, primer, exfoliant, facial mask, moisturizer and sunscreen. His face smelled the same as yours now. He comes out of the bathroom with a serious face and smelling good, assuring you that he only asked about the products to find out why you took so long in the bathroom every morning and at the end of the night.

As the days went by, your products started to run out very quickly, but they were replenished just as quickly, even if the last time you remember buying them was 2 months ago.

You solved this mystery every time he stole a kiss from you, his little face smelling like roses.

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Hello and thanks for reading ♡ I don't know what to write in the author's notes. This was an idea I suddenly had after doing my skincare. I thought it wouldn't hurt to take advantage of this idea :D

I have other ideas to write about, like a movies day with Leon, a day of teaching him how to cook your favorite dish, things like that, from everyday life. I think they are the most comforting to read. Ty again ૮₍ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ₎ა

#leon kennedy #leon kennedy fluff #leon s kennedy #leon s kennedy fluff #re4 remake #re4 leon

[unkownbee]

Eliza: Stop doing that.

Alexander: Stop doing what?

Eliza: Saying things that make me wanna kiss the hell out of you.

Eliza: Can you name a single city in Oklahoma?

Alexander: Oklahoma City, bitch!

('Tis a joke. Ham would never swear at his lovely wife)

Alexander: Where did you get that tomato soup?

Eliza: It’s actually a bowl of ketchup I just microwaved.

(When Eliza's too tired to put effort into cooking actual food)

Alexander: So you like cats?

Eliza: Yeah.

Alexander: Tries to impress her by slowly pushing a glass off the table.

Alexander: You got a date yet Eliza?

Eliza: No.

Alexander: Well you do now! Get your ass up and hold my hand!

Eliza: You’d be stupid to lay a hand on me.

Alexander: Oh, you’d be surprised how much stupid shit I do.

(She's mad at him because he swore in front of baby Philip and Angie)

Alexander: Thought I was meowing back at my cat for the past hour, but it was just me and Eliza meowing at each other from different rooms in the house.

(I don't know if they would actually do this, but I like to believe they would <3)

Alexander: Snow got me feeling some type of way.

Eliza: That's hypothermia.

Alexander: Damn, the paramedics told me it was the magic of Christmas.

(Eliza is very much concerned and trying to get him to go inside and sit in front of the fire)

Eliza: The first time I saw you, you stole my heart.

Alexander: But I'm a kleptomaniac, so that doesn't mean anything.

(Oh, it means everything <3)

Eliza: Let’s watch Sharkboy and Lavagirl.

Alexander: Okay.

Eliza: And make out during the scary parts.

Alexander: Th-

Alexander: The scary parts.

Alexander: Of Sharkboy and Lavagirl.

(Yes, Alexander. She didn't stutter. The scary parts. Of Sharkboy and Lavagirl)

Alexander: I’m so tired.

Eliza: Did you get to bed late?

Alexander: No.

Eliza: Did you do something strenuous?

Alexander: No.

Eliza: Then why are you tired?

Alexander: I’m alive.

Eliza: Sounds exhausting.

(Eliza is right. Being alive is super exhausting 😔)

Alexander: Can I have 2 straws with that milkshake?

Eliza: Aww-

Alexander: With 2 straws, I can drink it double as fast!

(No, because he would definitely do this. You can't prove otherwise)

Alexander: I don't know how to tell you this, but... I love you.

Eliza: That's great, Alexander. Especially considering the fact we've been married for 10 years and have 4 children.

(Ham just got back from drinking with his friends. He's drunk 😁)

Alexander, trying to flirt: So, you come around here often?

Eliza, confused: I mean, this is our house, so yeah.

Eliza: Alex, could we go shopping? All the snacks are gone.

Alexander: I AM LITERALLY RIGHT HERE?!

Alexander comes home absolutely drunk, undresses, and stands in Eliza’s bedroom.

Eliza: Babe, are you.. coming to bed?

Alexander: No thank you, I’m sure you’re lovely but I have a girlfriend.

Alexander: Lies on the ground and falls asleep.

Eliza: ...

Eliza: We're literally married, though???

(Again, Ham is drunk 😁👍)

Eliza: Do you want to explain the text you sent me last night?

Alexander: It was autocorrect.

Eliza: Autocorrect wrote "You're so hot. Please step on me"?

Alexander: Yes.

(Yeah, that happens sometimes. Totally 👍)

Eliza: Alexander, can I speak to you for a minute? In private.

Alexander: Ooh, someone's in trouble. It's me. I don't know why I did that.

(Again, Ham swore in front of the kids)

Eliza: I want to wake up with you every day for the rest of our lives.

Alexander: I wake up at 4:30 AM every day.

Eliza: I want to see you at some point every day for the rest of our lives.

(And that's on those rare occasions that he actually does sleep)

Eliza: Okay, I’m going to get the wedding cake.

Alexander: Perfect, while you do that I’ll check on the ring bear.

Eliza: ...

Eliza: You mean ring bearER, right?

Alexander: ...

Eliza: Look me in the eyes and tell me you are not going to bring a dangerous wild animal to our wedding.

(He totally is. As he should 😌✨)

Eliza: And have you learnt anything this Christmas, Alexander?

Alexander: …Not really.

Eliza: Nothing?

Alexander: Tell you one thing I have learnt—Christmas; ultimately, commercial holiday. Who's the real winner at Christmas? Amazon. they have drones now! Tiny little dystopian slaves delivering iPads and headphones. I ordered a toaster; It was on the doorstep five hours later! Do we need that? It was 4.99! For a toaster! I mean, someone's being exploited there.

(And that, kids, is the true meaning of Christmas. Exploiting people into buying stuff that they don't really need under the guise of it being worth it. That also fits for Black Friday, actually-)

Alexander: Alright, so the vampire's gravestone is—

Eliza: Cenotaph.

Alexander: What?

Eliza: It's only a gravestone if it marks the location of a body. A monument honouring someone whose body isn't present is a cenotaph.

Alexander: I'm... not sure that's how it works if the body gets up and walks away on its own.

Eliza: There's a precedent for gravestones being reclassified as cenotaphs if the body is later removed and reinterred elsewhere. There's no rule that says the body itself can't do the removing.

Alexander: Okay, but the body is very much coming back. That's kind of what we're here to accomplish.

Eliza: So it's a temporary cenotaph.

Alexander: And naturally our greatest concern here is avoiding semantic ambiguity.

Eliza: Semantic ambiguity is how vampires get you.

(I just thought this one was silly. I liked it)

Alexander: My future partner must be brave, strong, intelligent, successful and organized.

Eliza: Steps on a caterpillar and proceeds to drop to her knees and sob while apologizing profusely.

Alexander: That one. I want that one.

Eliza: I still have no idea how I’m attracted to you...

Alexander: Yeah, well, you’re stuck with me, and no take backs, honey.

#hamilton #hamiltrash #hamilton incorrect quotes #hamilton the musical #incorrect quotes #alexander hamilton #eliza schuyler #eliza hamilton #elizabeth hamilton #elizabeth schuyler #hamliza #hamilton x eliza #hamliza incorrect quotes #i was gonna add more but then i realized just how many I've already added #looks like this is gonna be a two-parter #probably more than 2 parts

[cursed-elo-images]

HEY EVERYONE I NEED TO POST ELECTRIC LIGHT ORCHESTRA INCORRECT QUOTES ON HERE BECAUSE THE WORLD NEEDS THEM!!!

The website I generate these from are none other than the lovely https://perchance.org/incorrect-quote-generator, whose quotes come from user suggestions, Tumblr, Twitter, and bash.org (the sources that aren’t user suggestions were pretty early and they take quotes from user suggestions now just to clarify) and I’ve been having the time of my life making them.

Also, as a heads up I’m only posting SFW ones.

And so I’ll edit this post whenever i generate new ones and copy and paste them into my documents and choose the ones I want to post. I know that with incorrect quotes from any fandom, people like to post multiple posts of one quote or a handful of them wherever they post them from and I’d like to do that, it’s not a bad idea, I just like to collect them all in a large mega post.

UPDATE: this no longer applies to this post. I’m not making it a mega post anymore, because it’s too confusing for me and I’ll be like “okay so if this the original mega post or is this the first reblog or the third reblog or the tenth reblog—“ and it just looks better with multiple posts of a collection of different quotes.

SO WITH THAT BEING SAID—here they are!!!

Melvyn, talking to Mik: Well Mik, whenever I’m about to do something, I think ‘would Hugh do that?’ and if he would, I do not do that thing.

Mik: …

Hugh, from the distance: He’s not wrong though!

Melvyn: The first time I ever got upset in front of Hugh, he put his arms around me and it was so awkward that I had to ask him if he was hugging me or reaching for something on the shelf behind me.

Hugh: I was doing both, for your information.

Mik: The first time Hugh hugged me, it was such a disaster we didn’t make eye contact for, like, a week after.

Melvyn: When I was a kid, Hugh told me that the paper strip that’s in the chocolate kisses were edible and I ate them with the chocolate for a year.

Mik: They are!

Melvyn: FOR REAL?

Mik: No! Why did you fall for it again?

Mik: They made Melvyn cry!

Hugh: Melvyn always cries!

Melvyn: That's not true! *cries*

Richard, setting down a card: Ace of spades.

Jeff, pulling out an Uno card: +4.

Kelly, pulling out a Pokémon card: Jolteon, I choose you!

Bev, trembling: What are we playing?!

Richard: Are you laughing at that video of Bev and Jeff fighting?

Kelly: No.

Kelly: I'm laughing at the comments.

*The Squad is at Jeff’s house*

Melvyn : Ohhhh we each get our own oven?

Jeff: …N-No…

Jeff, laughing: How many ovens do you think I have???

Melvyn , motioning to the kitchen: Three, I thought!

Richard: I see a-

Jeff, motioning to one device: This is a microwave.

Melvyn : Oh, well I-

Jeff: Hey, wait wait, actually- hang on- *fiddles with the buttons on the microwave*

Jeff, amazed: Its got a bake setting!

Hugh: Ohoho, you learn something new every day!

Bev: Do we- Do we roshambo for who gets to pick first?

Jeff: Now I’ve discovered more ovens than I thought, we don’t have to roshambo nothin’!

Jeff: I am someone who owns four ovens…

Jeff, louder and way too happy: I am someone… who owns FOUR OVENS…

Mik, pointing to another appliance: Also, the toaster oven!

Jeff:

Melvyn : Ohhh, toasty boy! Four- Five ovens!

Jeff:

Jeff, ecstatic: I AM SOMEONE WHO OWNS FIVE OVENS.

Bev: Today, Kelly took my phone, and in five minutes, he sent high resolution close-up photos of Richard to the following people: Jeff, Hugh, Mik, the neighbors, the bank, my accountant, San Diego Blood Bank, and Shake Shack's text bot.

Bev: So, did everyone learn their lesson?

Kelly: No.

Richard: I did not.

Melvyn : I may have actually forgotten one.

Jeff: Also no.

Bev: Oh good, neither did I.

Hugh: *Exhausted sigh*

Hugh: We’re kind of missing something guys.

Kelly: Cohesion?

Richard: Teamwork?

Bev: A general sense of what we’re doing?

Mik: And Jeff is not here.

Kelly: Oh, and that, yeah.

*The Squad is playing Chess*

Hugh: *easily beats everyone because he knows how to play*

Kelly: *doesn’t know the rules, but wins anyway*

Bev: *doesn’t know the rules, and loses*

Mik: *knows the rules, but still loses to those who don’t*

Jeff: Actually, you can’t do that, because I said so.

Melvyn : They named a board game after cheese?

*the Squad at Disneyland, in the teacups*

Richard, Bev, and Melvyn : *spinning a little and talking*

Jeff, Hugh, and Kelly: *flying past them, spinning as fast as they can, screaming*

Richard: Did you bring Jeff?

Kelly, gesturing to Hugh: No, but I brought the next best thing.

Richard: Hugh? The next best thing would be Bev.

Hugh: I would be offended, but Bev is freakishly strong.

Melvyn: Hugh, I have a question.

Hugh: What is it, Melvyn?

Melvyn: What color is an orange?

Hugh: Melvyn, you bonehead! Its color is the same as its name. Just like a lemon.

Hugh: Do you take constructive criticism?

Melvyn: Not without crying

Hugh, entering the room: *Sees Melvyn and leaves*

Melvyn, watching Hugh leave: There’s my monthly dose of Hugh…

Hugh: PEASANT. I REQUIRE SUSTENANCE.

Melvyn: You know there are other ways to say you want McDonalds.

Hugh: FOUL PLEBEIAN. YOU DARE SPEAK AGAINST ME—

Melvyn: *sigh* What do you want?

Hugh: Chicken nuggets please.

Hugh: Okay happy campers! If you were a fruit what would you be and why?

Melvyn: I'd be a tomato because no one accepts me as part of the group.

Hugh: ...

Melvyn: ...

Hugh: OKAY HAPPY CAMPERS-

Melvyn: Hugh, how could you possibly have gotten into this much trouble in one day?

Hugh: It... It didn't take me the whole day…

Melvyn, dashing into the room: WHY AREN’T THE DISHES IN ALPHABETICAL ORDER?!

Hugh: …What does that even mean?!

Jeff: When you work at lush and a customer comes in and bites the soap because they think it’s cheese... this happens way more frequently than you think.

Richard: If you stopped literally presenting soap as deli food this wouldn't happen.

Jeff: Who goes into a bath store and thinks something covered in glitter is cheese?

Bev: Who goes to the store and just takes a bite from the cheese?

Bev: Jeff, gather the others. We need to have another Hugh-is-doing-something-stupid-again-and-we-have-to-stop-him-before-he-hurts-someone convention.

Melvyn: What’s your name?

Jeff, whispering to Bev: Can I tell him my real name?

Bev: No!

Jeff: I’m… Bev.

Bev, whispering to himself: The ONE TIME he gets my name right…

Melvyn: Are pigeons drones?

Hugh: What? No, I'm trying to sleep.

Melvyn: Think about it. How come you've never seen a baby pigeon? And why do you never actually see a pigeon nest? Because they're DRONES!

Hugh: *Crying* Please let me sleep…

Hugh: Do you know the best way to respond to disagreement?

Melvyn: With tears?

Hugh: No.

Melvyn: *tears up*

*The gang when they drop food on the floor*

Jeff : Aw man. *Throws it away*

Bev: Five second rule!

Hugh: Foolish germs, thinking they can stop me!? *Eats it off the floor*

Richard: *Sobs on the floor*

*when a child starts crying in public*

Mik: *tries to make the child laugh*

Kelly: *tries to play a game with the child to make them calm down*

Bev: *gives detailed instructions to the parents*

Melvyn: *cries with the child*

Richard: *ignores the child*

Hugh: *is the reason why the child is crying*

Melvyn: While I'm gone, you're in charge Richard.

Richard: Yes!

Melvyn, whispering to Hugh: You're secretly in charge, but I don't want him to feel bad.

Hugh: Obviously.

Richard: You know what bothers me? Bats. Why can bats fly?

Hugh: Not again!

Richard: No. Seriously, who gave them the right? They're mammals! Mammals walk on land, no exceptions.

Melvyn: Just wait until you hear about whales.

Richard: What now?

Hugh: I like to think of myself as a semi responsible adult here.

Richard: Melvyn is 70% of your impulse control and you know this Hugh.

Melvyn: I feel like Hugh is the more responsible one of us two though.

Hugh: We are both 70% of each others' impulse control.

Melvyn: Just two lil beasts in pinwheel hats spinning on the merry-go-round at dangerous velocities, holding each other’s hands so the other doesn’t fall off.

Melvyn: Hey, check out my Spongebob umbrella!

*Melvyn opens their umbrella while indoors*

Richard: Melvyn, that’s bad luck…

Melvyn: Chill out, Richard !

Hugh, kicking down the door: WHO SUMMONED ME?!?!

Melvyn and Richard: *screams*

Richard: Hugh isn’t answering my messages.

Melvyn: Allow me.

Richard: I tried 6 times, what makes you thi-

Hugh: *replying to message* Hello.

Melvyn: How did you even get in here?

Hugh: Richard's window! Or, as I like to call it, "Hugh's door"!

Richard: I’m closing the window.

Hugh: If you water water, it grows.

Richard: ...What.

Melvyn: He’s got a point.

Melvyn & Hugh: *Playing video games*

Richard: You guys woke up at 5:30 in the morning just to play games?

Melvyn: *silence*

Hugh: *silence*

Richard, finally figuring it out: ...You two never went to sleep, did you?

Melvyn & Hugh in shame: Yeah…

Melvyn: Richard won’t come out of his room!

Hugh: Just tell them I said something.

Melvyn: Like what?

Hugh: Anything factually incorrect.

Melvyn, shrugging: If you say so.

Richard, arriving moments later: Did you just say the sun is a PLANET?

Hugh: *Talking to Richard* Oh, hi. I didn't see you there. Welcome to my abode. I'm glad you could join me.

Melvyn: But this is my abode.

Hugh: ...

Hugh: Welcome to my abode, I'm so happy to have you, guest.

Melvyn: Why is Hugh crying?

Richard: He saw a leaf on the sidewalk and-

Hugh: IT LOOKED SO CRUNCHY!

Melvyn: Please don’t say what I think you’re gonna say-

Hugh: AND WHEN I STEPPED ON IT THERE WAS NO CRUNCH!

Melvyn: NO, NOT THAT!

Richard: Melvyn learned how to fold origami penguins from Hugh the other day. I told him, “I feel a little bad for the penguins, it’s hot here”, and the next day he put them in the fridge.

Richard: Define “dream”.

Hugh: Dream - the first thing people abandon when they learn how the world works.

Melvyn: That’s too dark!

Richard: Melvyn, I’m afraid.

Melvyn: Just stay close to Hugh.

Richard: That's why I’m afraid.

Melvyn: I’m telling you, my team is competent.

Richard: Melvyn learned how to fold origami penguins from Hugh the other day. I told him, “I feel a little bad for the penguins, it’s hot here”, and the next day he put them in the fridge.

Richard: What are you two arguing about this time?

Melvyn: They’re always using common phrases incorrectly!

Hugh: Cry me a table, Melvyn.

Melvyn: Ladies, gentlemen and Hugh, I want to show you the greatest thing your eyes have ever beheld!

Richard: A llama?

Melvyn: No.

Richard: A baby llama?

Melvyn: No!

Richard: A baby llama with a little hat on?

Melvyn: NO!

Richard: Melvyn, what are you doing?

Melvyn: Making chocolate pudding.

Richard: It's four in the morning, why are you making chocolate pudding?

Melvyn: Because I've lost control of my life.

Melvyn: Here's your pudding, Hugh.

Hugh: Oh that's okay, I'm not hungry anymore.

Richard: Yesterday, I overheard Melvyn saying “Are you sure this is a good idea?” and Hugh replying “Trust me,” and I have never moved from one room to another so quickly in my life.

Melvyn: You ever see something that changes your life and you're just like "huh.."

Richard: I saw you.

Melvyn: Honestly that's so cute and sweet but it kinda makes this awkward because I was gonna show you a picture of Hugh in a turkey costume.

Melvyn: *lifting weights*

Hugh: Wow… He’s so intense!

Richard: I wonder what drives him.

Melvyn, internally: Oh I am going to be SO good at giving hugs.

Richard to Melvyn: First rule of battle, little one... don’t ever let them know where you are.

Hugh, shooting out of frame: WHOO-HOO! I’M RIGHT HERE! I’M RIGHT HERE! YOU WANT SOME O’ ME?! YEAH YOU DO! COME ON! COME ON! AAAAAH! Whoo-hoo!

Richard: 'Course, there’re other schools of thought.

Hugh: *sneaking in through his window*

Richard: *turning in his chair and flicking the light one* You want to tell me where you've been all night?

Hugh: I was with Melvyn?

Melvyn: *turning in his chair* Wanna try again?

Melvyn: Three of the four elements are represented as types of hockey. Air hockey, ice hockey, and field hockey. Fire hockey needs to be a thing.

Richard: Fire hockey absolutely does NOT need to be a thing.

Hugh: Do you care NOTHING for the balance of the four elements?!

Richard, trying to impress Melvyn: I re-initialized the entire command structure, retaining all programmed abilities but deleting the supplementary preference architecture.

Hugh: He turned it off and back on again.

Hugh: Do you ever want to talk about your emotions, Richard?

Richard: No.

Melvyn: I do!

Hugh: I know, Melvyn.

Melvyn: I’m sad.

Hugh: I know, Melvyn.

Hugh: Go ahead, Melvyn. Let it out, cry. If you don't, your tear ducts will get blocked up, and then when you get old, you won't be able to cry.

Richard: Just when we thought it was safe to let you back into the conversation.

Melvyn: Last night I found out Hugh is a sleep talker.

Richard: Oh, really?

Melvyn: "The mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell." Right. In. My. Ear. At 3am.

Hugh: Hey, do you know anyone who can teach me to play the trumpet?

Richard: Why?

Hugh: I want to wander around playing it to annoy Melvyn.

Richard: Technically, you don’t actually need to know how to play the trumpet well for that.

Hugh: Richard, you have opened my eyes.

#electric light orchestra #hugh mcdowell #melvyn gale #jeff lynne #bev bevan #mik kaminski #richard tandy #kelly groucutt #incorrect quotes #incorrect elo quotes

[theneurodivergentdummy]

Bout to head to sleep but I really wanna ask for a oneshot.

Is it alright to ask for one where Error is in LOVE with Reader but he does his best to deny it. And reader doesn’t get why he’s so easily annoyed and it’s actually because he’s annoyed on how they managed to make him like them so much. (You can make the reader chaotic little gremlin. I’d love to see it. Go wild and have fun!)

Sure! I don't know that much about Error so he might be a little ooc but I'll try my best!

OBLIVIOUS. ERROR X READER

It was three in the morning. Were you still awake? Yes.

You were currently sprawled across your living room floor eating warm fresh baked cookies, and watching pokemon. As the beginning theme song came on for the seventeenth time for the night, you stood up and walked to the kitchen humming the catchy tune on the way. Your feet gently pattering on the cold linonilum floor as you stopped in front of the fridge, opening the door, you looked inside for something more substantial to eat. Looking around the chilled interior, you spotted an old burger you had bought yesterday.

"Oh you are going in my stomache." You happily said to the inanimate burger. You grabbed the wrapped food, and closed the fridge. You took the burger slightly unwrapped it, and put it in the microwave. Setting the timer for one minute you Quickly stepped back into the living room just as the episode was beginning.

You moved around the dark until you found your spot on the floor, and sat down.

" I didn't know you t-talked to your food."

You jumped into the air, and swivled around to find Error on your couch.

"Dude what the hell! You scared the crap out of me. That was rude."you grumpily replied, putting your hand over your racing heart.

"Why are you w-w-watching p-pokemon at-" he glanced at the clock on your wall, " at 4 in the mornin-ng?"

You scoffed at him. "None of your buisness." You quickly turned back to the TV, the light illuminating your face with an artificial glow. You were still mad at him.

"Why are you here, after ignoring me for the past MONTH." You fumed.

You could hear him shifting uncomfortably in the background. You waited for a while for him to respond.

"I-... I was... uhh...b-busy." He reluctantly replied. You could tell he was hinding something, it was rather obvious actually.

"Look, I know you're constantly annoyed with me, you used to frequently mention it. But i... I thought we were friends man. And I'm sorry if my dumbass self isn't good enough to be the "Great Errors" friend, but my gosh, you can't just ditch me for a month and not say anything! If you don't like me you can just leave. We don't have to be friends you know." You ranted, frustrated tears threating to spill.

You looked behind you to face him. As you looked into his eyelights, you thought you could see something like regret.

You turned back around.

"I..." you could hear him shuffling towards you.

He crouched in front of you, blocking your view of the show.

He used his phalanges to lift your chin so you could look into his eyelights.

"I am sorry (y/n)"

Why did he sound distressed?

"I have no excuse for the way I t-treated you. I..." He sighed again, turning away from you this time. You gave him time to get his thoughts in order.

"I have come to the realization that-that... that I-" you knew what he was going to say, suddenly his erratic behavior all became clear, it all made sense. Your heart, no... your soul swelled inside of you in anticipation.

"I love you (y/n)."

😀 my first one shot! Once again thanks to @pokegalla for the constant support!!

#Error x reader #X reader #Undertale x reader #X reader oneshot #Oneshot #Fanfiction #error x reader #Error sans #Sans #My writing #My requests are open #Send me asks

[pbandjesse]

Today was. Like 4 different days. I am excited to go to sleep.

I sort of got to sleep in. But not actually. I didn't have to be up until 8 but I would feel stress and couldn't stay asleep. I did get to see James briefly before they left. And I would get up pretty soon after that.

I felt like my face was really puffy this morning. Like my eyes and cheeks seemed puffy. I had coughed really really hard at 6am. James said I sounded like I was struggling really bad. I would do a little better once I was up and standing. And my face would stop being puffy by the middle of the day. But I was feeling kind of bad about myself to start.

I had breakfast. James left me an omelet in the microwave. I shared some of it with Sweetp. And would get myself ready to leave.

My appointment was at 9. And everyone was driving stupid. And me being nice and letting someone in front of me caused me to lose the last parking space in the lot so I had to turn around in the office ally and park on the street. Which was fine and only mildly annoying because the couple that snagged the last spot were still sitting in their car when I was done in the doctor's which means their appointment was after mine and it annoyed me. Ugh

I had a good appointment. I think my doctor thinks I'm funny. James says it's because I recount stories like a stand up special. But the thing I like about this doctor is because he doesn't dismiss me because I'm silly in my delivery.

I tried to make him understand that while I was mostly okay in this moment, I would deteriorate throughout the day and the night was the worst. And he got it. He thinks I'm still a little sick because of the rhumatologist medicine. So he wants me to try antibiotics. And taking Flonase consistently to try and help the drowning. And if nothing improves he has also prescribed me the same steroid as before and maybe if I take that throughout the day rather then just once it'll help longer. He's really nice.

I paid and made a followup appointment. And headed out.

I was so close to the museum that I decided to stop and say hello to James. When I got there I got some compliments on my outfits from Meghan and one of the newer educators and it was so nice to chat with Meghan. She would actually reach out to me later and we made plans to hang out in a few weeks. She's great.

I also just hugged in James for a minute and told them what the doctor said. It was a worthwhile stop for sure.

I left as their group was coming in and went to my job. It wasn't much longer then the drive from home. And it wasn't a bad drive. No real traffic but someone started tailgating me and flashing their high beams at me for not tailgating the person in front of me I guess. And then once they got around me I watched them swerve in and out of traffic and it was so dangerous. Stupid behavior.

I got to camp and put away low ropes first thing. Before I even got to the office. And it was much warmer today so the only thing that sucked was moving the ladder around. But I got it done and it was honestly beautiful out and I had worn enough layers to be comfy.

I went to the office next and filled them in on the appointment. And then about the workshop tomorrow. Checked in about Samson and anything they wanted me to bring. Specifically the quad poster that needs to be repainted with more current pictures but it's something at least.

I would do some work on my document and my workshop and just some other little things. I had the rest of my spaghetti from last night for lunch. It was a nice day.

In the afternoon I would take a walk to the art building. I collected the got glue guns and a few small things for tomorrow. I also grabbed my hiking slip one and some of the clothes I had up there to bring home and decide if I'm getting rid of them for real. I grabbed some clogs I had up there too and wanted to try those again. But I tried them tonight and remembered why I was getting rid of them. Ah well. Worth trying.

I went to the nature building next and got a tank to set up for Samson. He was mostly buried but I stole some of his dirt for the travel tank. And would leave him for now. I would return for him at the end of the day.

When I got back to the office I poked around the attic. Worked on writing my feild trip schedule for the next couple months. Got confused about a creative alliance workshop I had written down and sent an email to Parker and then immediately realized what it was and emailed him back to ignore my last email and he thought that was very funny. Sometimes I move to fast with sending emails!!

But it's fine

I got my calendar all set up and hung it in the window.

I would do a little designing for the wedding open house were having. And went through some photos Elizabeth uploaded to the drive. And worked on that until I needed more feedback before I could move forward and Elizabeth was on a tour so it really decided the end of my day for me.

I would chat with Heather and promised to take pictures tomorrow. And went to get Samson.

He was poking out of his shell and he's a sweet boy so it was not a big deal to transfer him. I brought the tank to my car and buckled him in in the backseat.

And then it was time to go.

I stopped at the grocery store. To get Caeser dressing for dinner. And then drove home. It was not a bad drive. Not to much traffic. I was just tired.

When I got back I took Samson in first. Then came back to the car for eveything else. I moved my car closed for the second run. And saw our neighbor Ryan and we waved. It is nice to make friends with the neighbors.

I spent the next bit of time putting my materials together for the workshop. And putting some stuff away. I'm just thrilled with the studio right now and I can't wait to a really have time to sit and make things. I have some plans!

James would come home soon. I was moving some stuff into our book cases and was so happy to see them. I started not feeling amazing and decided to stop working and went to chill on the couch.

James made me a salad and they had falafel. And we would chill for a bit before it was time to go to the theater.

James was working concessions at theater project and it was a happenstance show so I wanted to go. And it was fun! When we got there it was nice to see Chris and then happenstance had set up a puzzle of the garden of earthly delights and I worked on it with someone else.

I'm sad I didn't get their name but they we were so fun and we talked and worked on the puzzle for a good half hour. We talked about puzzles and school and cults and shows at this theater and they were just so lovely. But then I ran to the bathroom as the house opened and when I came back they were gone and I couldn't find them again. I hope we cross paths again!

The show was fun. I always love the different clown styles of happenstance. This was very different. It was medieval. Which is much later in history then they usually play but it was fun. Not my favorite show but I thought it was really wonderful. There was apart where a demon was attached to a guy and all the costumes were just so fun. I had s really good time.

I was struggling to not cough the whole time though. I had to use the inhaler twice during an 80 minute show. I hope I wasn't disturbing anyone but I know I was at least a little. Sorry everyone.

When the show was done I followed James out. I had saved them a seat at the very top of the theater and we were able to quickly pop out the back. Grabbed our coats and headed out.

We walked past the new club that opened next to/under theater project and you could literally hear the music from the club during the show so I'm sure that has become an issue for theater project. I hope they can figure something out there because it's kind of a shitty situation. Like no one is in the wrong but it's not cool for sure.

We got to the car and my mom had just called. I'm like. Okay whos dead. Also if it's my dad I'm gonna be pissed. But no one is dead. Dad is just in the hospital. He is okay. This is a good thing. It feels to heavy to talk about, but he's getting help and that is positive movement. And I just want to know my parents are okay and not just living but happy and thriving. And I'm proud of him for taking the steps to get better. Even if it's really hard.

We would get home and see that Samson was awake and eating lettuce. Sweetp was being a cutie. James gave me a hug and took my workshop stuff to the car so I wouldnt have to in the morning. And I went to take a shower.

The shower helped a little but I really want to sleep now. I am coughing still but it's not as constant and not as hardcore. Tomorrow I will be better.

Tomorrow is a busy day. I have my workshop until 1130. And I hope to have Samson back to camp by 1230. And then back home not long after 1. I would like to sleep for a little. And then I head to the musuem for the fundraiser! I'm looking forward to the night. I hope it's a lot of fun.

I hope you all have a good night too. Sleep well. Take csre of yourselves. Take care of eachother. Good night.

[twancingyunhao]

Okay. So this is a serious post, and while I'm not going into all of the nitty gritty details, there will still be some triggering moments, so I'll have a readmore and the warnings first. But this is just, one, for me to get it out of my system, and 2, because I keep talking about how a hard time is coming, and I figured if anyone was Interested, I'd explain. It is also the reason the past week and the next week or so, I will be kind of out of my normal funk possibly. If you have questions about it, it is fine to ask.

But yes. So please keep in mind I may be a bit out of sorts, but I am always still happy to talk, replies may just take a tad bit longer while I mentally amp myself up. I'm going to be home until Thursday, so please send all the distractions you'd like, ask me ANY questions you'd like about anything. Always happy to get Yunho and Minghao content(or seventeen and ateez as a whole.) Ask me how stiltzkin and binky are doing! Whatever. But please be forgiving if it takes me a minute. And let me know if I missed any warnings. I know this is a bit of a tough read for some. I don't want to trigger anyone. I just wanted to get my story out.

Warnings

Death, specifically infant death. Dog bite. Just over all depression. A photo of a gravestone? Shitty hospitals, surgery

So.... On November 13, 2001, my baby brother, Alex was born. He had a lot of complications with his birth mainly stemming around underdeveloped lungs and oxygen levels. But he came home on the 15th. As a 7 years old little girl, who had never had a younger sibling, I was ecstatic.

The next day, shortly after I had been loaded onto the school bus, there had been an accident. I remember before it was even lunch time I'd been picked up and brought to the hospital. By the time I got there, on Nov. 16 2001, Alex had sadly passed away. He was bit by the family dog. My mom had walked through the large open kitchen door(it was a wall that'd been knocked down, no actual door) to grab her tea from the microwave, and had the baby in his bassinet. In that short of a time, he'd fussed, the dog being very nanny-like, went to pick him up(she had never done this with any of us before, but that is definitely what it was) and punctured his chest.

Now that was obviously the big problem. However, between careflight fighting my mother on how she could get to the hospital, and the surgeons putting tubes and instruments in backwards during surgery on a very small newborn, he ended up passing away during the surgery.

So the entire month of November is just... It's really hard for me. For my family. It's been 21 years and I am totally open to talking about my situation. It's not something I hide. But it does still hurt. I have to take the week off work because being around certain breeds of dogs(they took our jack russle mix who bit the baby, our husky, and our shepherd from us. Put all three down, the two innocent dogs were out down more than 4 years later by the GCAC. So huskies and dogs that looked like my shepherd mix being common at my kennel, I have to avoid it) they send me spiraling when I see them.

#death tw #tw death #tw infant death #tw grave #tw hospital #tw surgery #tw dog bite

[sailsinstorms]

Legacy of the Girls - Part 4

Let's continue reading, shall we?

So I assume Radley was feeling down about being chewed out by Molly, because Winter decided to give her a bit of a pick-me up. She's such a nice sim. Honestly, everyone likes Winter in this household. She's the most unproblematic sim ever.

It's now HarvestFest. And they've simultaneously shut off the power at the same time. Great. Love that for us.

The house actually looks kinda cool without power. It's kinda serene. The girls are all off doing their own thing and it's super peaceful for once.

UH, what do the gnomes want with Radley's garden? They're not going to do anything to it are they? This is a sacred place back here. A place of nature and healing!

Radley succeeded with appeasing her gnome but Winter failed with hers. What does this mean? I've never done HarvestFest before. I'm so confused. Wait, are they going to destroy her crops?!

I leave one of these girls alone for 5 minutes while I get distracted by some gnomes and this happens. Well at least Solar's not on fire.

She' a classy girl.

Good for you girl. Good for you. I guess this Knox guy was just off his game the other day when he did it with Loren — in the exact same bed. Which is Winter's bed.

I wanted to get Loren to cook a "grand meal" for everyone for HarvestFest so they could fulfill the day's objective's but I forgot all the power had been cut off. What are we supposed to do now, Loren!? HarvestFest must go on!

She managed to appease the gnome-gods. Well done!

Molly: Please little Gnome, I beg of you! Don't bring your wrath down on my house (or I'll fucking put you in the microwave. Yes that is a threat).

Success! That's 3 angelic gnomes. I feel slightly safe now.

Since the power's out and there are no electronics available Radley has been forced to amuse herself outside. So she's raking some leaves to stay occupied. The funny thing about Radley is she loves gardening, but hates being outside. She often wants to stay inside for 8 hours or more. She's a little contradictory, but then again they all are…

Radley: *viciously hollering down Mortimer Goth as he walks past* I need to tell you about this absolute BABE called Winter Lourdez. Sweetest girl I know. 

Mortimer: Wow, she sounds terrific! I mean, I am married. But if I see her around I'll definitely hit her up for a chat, I guess. Radley: That's great!

Wait, what's happening. Why is this guy still here!?

You better be taking him upstairs to show him that pot plant near the third bathroom! You had better not be making your way towards Molly's bed again, WITH THAT GUY. I mean at this rate he's gonna get a clean sweep through the whole household. Where did this guy come from?!

Oh my God. Is this real life? This can't be happening to us. Whatever the result, I support you though hun. I promise I'll follow through with those wants and fears. I got you.

Mya is proving to be quite a little demon. This is not her first time going crazy all over the dining room table and people's food. Love her to pieces, but GET OFF!

Molly: I'm just trying to eat my dinner. Why is this untrainable pest sitting her watching me eat my cake? Can't a girl eat alone in the dark in peace!?

You've got to be kidding me! Loren has only slept with the one person and it was Knox. And Knox literally just finished having sex with two of the other girls in my household. Does this mean all three of them are going to get crab lice?! Is this what Radley's always yelling about when her crab emote comes up?!

Crab lice... damn.

Molly: Why are you naked right now? Loren: I'm itchy... my cupcake feels better without any underwear.... Solar: *putting 2 and 2 together in her head and realizing it = crabs*

You got lucky today Winter. Very lucky.

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#ts4 #thesims #sims legacy #sims4

[minerviewrites]

Platonic Arcane hcs :]

Sfw fluff, a little bit of angst, and gn reader

Warnings: inappropriate jokes, slight angst, medicine, forgetting to eat mentioned, injections in Silco's part, smoke bombs

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Jayce- This dude is so much fun to have around! He takes you to arcades, diners, book stores, anywhere you want; though he WILL wreak havoc anywhere you go. Jayce is pretty clumsy, so he'll accidentally knock over magazine racks and the sort. He's also the type of person to point out inappropriate things like the time being 4:20 or the price of something being $69... "Hey, do you think I could hit the top of that door? No? I'm gonna do it anyways" - proceeds to slip and completely miss the door

Viktor- You're the sibling he always wanted when he was younger! Viktor often gets lonely because he's different than those around him; his medical condition and birthplace of Zaun make it difficult for him to relate to Piltover people. Despite all that, he never has a rough time feeling at home with you. He'll check on you every day- either with a text, call, or a small chat... he knows what it's like to be alone and he never wants you to feel that way

Vi- Much alike Jayce, she's pretty big on making jokes and making you comfortable. She'll constantly be blowing up your phone with the most random texts ever; "I didn't know poop could burn so much- i think I'm dying" or "Cait called me ugly ;( Beat her up 4 me". If you live with her, she's the type to bust into your room unannounced just to show you a tiktok she could've sent on messenger... Also the type that plays music super loud when she cleans because it helps her focus more

Jinx- Sometimes it really hard for her to disconnect you from her previous siblings. She'll sometimes call you Violet only to realize her mistake minutes later; this'll put her in an extremely unstable mood where anything can happen. Jinx eventually gets over this once you're around for a while and she's more stable. She'll try to involve you in all the things she works on if it's safe; you'll probably learn how to make smoke bombs or how to braid hair like hers. Might lend you a couple of records that she really likes so you both can sing together and bother Silco

Caitlyn- She buys you so many stuffed animals it's insane... You could not even like them, but everytime a holiday comes up you bet you're getting some kind of bear or squishmallow. Cait is also the kind of sibling that buys you WAY too much candy, which you mostly get because she visits the bakery almost every day. She 100% hogs the bathroom for at least an hour each morning; 40 minutes in the shower and another 20-30 to do makeup and hair...

Ekko- You're part of a GIANT group of siblings because he considers all those in his movement a sibling; but you're still the most important out of all of them. He takes you to all his favorite places around Zaun when you're feeling frustrated or just need to get out for a bit. Ekko is a lot like Vi in that he'll bust into your room and be like "dude the survival builder guy posted another house building tour. ...wha'ya mean it's 2 am? We can't miss out on quality content ;(". Also a big one on hugs, you'll get on every morning without fail

Silco- He doesn't know what to think of you since his relationship with Vander went sour. He'll try his absolute best to make sure that you're always stable in Zaun and will buy you food so you can save money for things you enjoy. Silco doesn't often involve you with any of his work, especially with shimmer, so you won't see him very often during the day; but he'll make sure to leave warm food in the microwave and a note detailing when he'll be back. Also might need occasional assistance with his eye injections, though he'll get Jinx to help if you don't want to

Sevika- You get the BEST hand-me-down clothes from her. I'm talkin big sweaters, hoodies, t-shirts... and they're all in surprisingly good condition for all the battles she's gone through. Sevika is a rather good cook so you'll always have nice, homemade meals in the fridge so you don't go hungry. If you often forget to eat or take medicine, she'll text you every single morning to remind you to do it. She just has a built in alarm clock telling her to remind you

Vander- Playfights with you all the time! The fights always seem to result in a self defense lesson in some way though, so you'll probably be skilled in that area. He'll mostly leave you by yourself and tries not to influence your decisions too much; he knows that you can handle things on your own and that you have to learn from mistakes. That doesn't mean that he doesn't give you advice though, you're always welcomed and encouraged to talk with him about anything without judgment

#headcanons #imagines #fluff #x reader #oneshot #fanfic #reader insert #oneshots #arcane #arcane x reader #jinx x reader #vi x reader #caitlyn x reader #ekko x reader #vander x reader #viktor x reader #jayce x reader #sevika x reader #silco x reader

[jackandjackiekennedylover]

A Child

Imagine you have a child and you met Bill on the set of IT.

Y/N Nicole Gray is a Swedish Actress. She is a Musician .

Born: July 3rd, 1993 ( age 24 years ), Stockholm, Sweden

Height: 5'8"

Children : 1

August 11th, 2017

When is the last time that you had slept ," Andy asked ?

Idk anymore ," You said .

You don't need to film today. I want you to get some sleep in your trailer ," Andy said.

Ok. Thank you ," You said as you walk into your trailer .

( Thirty Minutes Later)

You were woken by Rowen crying .

Mommy is coming ," You said with a yawn as you picked her up from her swing .

Shh. It's ok ," You said as you rubbed her back .

A knock caught your attention .

Come in ," You called as you rocked her.

Hey. Are you ok ," Bill asked as he steps inside .

Yeah. I'm just tired ," You said as you continue to rock her.

Give me her and you go lay down," Bill said as he smiled at you .

Here you go," You said with a smile as you hand over Rowen to him.

She is in good hands and now go get some sleep ," Bill said as he smiled at you before he sits down on the couch .

Ok. There is a bottle in the fridge and put it on 3-4 minutes in the microwave in case she gets hungry ," You said.

Ok," Bill said with a smile as he rubbed her back in comfort.

You smiled at him before you walk into your bedroom.

Since it's now just you and me. Your mother is amazing and I really like her but I'm scared to tell her how I feel about her bc I don't want her to reject me ," Bill whispered as he smiled down at Rowen.

You bite your lips as you get a smile on your face from bill's words.

Rowen coos up at him .

Hi pretty girl ," Bill said with a smile as he rubbed her back.

You look just like your mother. I'm so glad that you look just like her bc she is so beautiful," Bill smiled.

You walked out of your bedroom as you let out a yawn.

How did you sleep," Bill asked with a smile.

Good," You said as you sit down by him on the couch.

Is she sleeping," You asked?

Bill glanced down at rowen that's was fast asleep on his chest.

Yep. She is fast asleep ," Bill said with a smile.

Let me get her more comfortable," You smiled as you pick her up off Bill's chest lay her in the swing, and cover her with a blanket.

Y/n. Um, I have something to tell you," Bill said as he gave you a nervous smile.

What is it," You asked with a smile.

I'm scared to tell you bc I'm scared of how you are going to react to this. I have always liked you more then a friend and It's ok if you don't feel the same ," Bill said as he gave you a sad smile.

I feel the same about you bill. I had always had feelings for you but I was scared to tell you about them," You said as you smiled at him.

Bill smiled at you before he rubes your knuckles.

Can I kiss you," Bill asked with a smile?

Yeah," You smiled.

Bill looked at you before he leans closer to you and smashes his lips onto yours.

You kiss him as the kiss got heated.

Both of you pulled back and looked at each other .

Will you be my girlfriend," Bill asked with a smile.

Yes.I will be your girlfriend ," You said as you smiled at him.

( Four Months Later ) December 25th, 2017

It's has been amazing those four months for you and bill.

Rowen is now four months old and she likes to touch stuff now .

Merry Christmas," Bill said with a smile as he kisses your head.

Merry Christmas ," You said with a smile as you lay against his chest .

A cry came threw the baby monitor.

Miss Rowen is up," Bill said as he grinned at you .

Ik," You said as you get up from the bed and wrapped your robe around you.

Mommy is coming ," You said as you walk into her nursery .

Hi baby girl," You said with a smile as you put her on your hip.

Let's go see what bill is doing huh ," You smiled as you walk back into your and bill's room.

Hi baby girl," Bill said as he smiled at you.

Rowen reaches her hands out towards him.

Hi princess ," Bill said with a smile as he grabs her out of your arms .

Let's go and open the gifts downstairs," You said with a smile.

( Five minutes later )

That's all the gifts," You said with a smile as you put rowen down for a nap.

I have one more gift for you," Bill said with a smile as he hands you the box.

You didn't have to get me anything," You said with a smile as you open the box.

It was a diamond bracelet .

Omg. It's beautiful," You said with a smile.

I love it. Thank you so much," You said as you hug him.

You're welcome," Bill said as he smiled at you.

I have a gift for you," You said with a smile as you hand it to him.

Bill looked at you before he opens it.

No way ," Bill said with a smile.

You are going to be a daddy ," You said with a smile .

I love you so much," Bill said with a smile as he lean against your forehead.

I love you too ," You said with a smile.

Nine Months Later. October 1st, 2018

Noa Elle Skarsgård was born on October 1st ,

at 2:30 am.

She had weighed 9lbs 12oz 23 inches along.

Hi baby girl. I'm your daddy," Bill whispered as he smiled down at his daughter.

Mommy ," Rowen said as she walked into the room.

Hi princess ," You smiled at her.

Rowen climbs onto the bed.

This is your baby sister noa," You said with a smile as Bill walked over to you with Noa.

Hi. I'm your big sister ," Rowen whisper .

Bill looked at you with a smile.

What do you think about her," You asked?

Why is she so big mommy ," Rowen asked?

You looked at her before you let out a chuckle.

Well honey. She was just born a couple of hours ago and her father is 6'4," You said with a chuckled.

Mommy. Can we leave her here ," Rowen asked?

No honey. Noa is coming home with us ," You said with a smile.

Nuts," Rowen said.

You looked at Bill before you let out a chuckle.

Love you princess ," You said as you kiss her head.

I love you ," Bill said with a smile as he leaned in.

I love you too ," You said as you kiss him.

( Months Later )  September 8th, 2019

Bill Skarsgård is so hot as pennywise ," Faith said with a smile.

He is ok," Her Friend Amy said.

Ok. What rock have you been living under this whole time bc just looked at him ," Faith said.

You know that he has a girlfriend right ," Amy said.

No. I thought that he was single ," Faith said.

Nope. I will show you ," Amy said as she looked up Bill.

Bill Istvan Günther Skarsgård is a Swedish actor. He is most known for playing Pennywise the Dancing Clown in the supernatural horror film It and It Chapter Two, based on Stephen King's novel of the same name.

Born: August 9th, 1990 ( age 29 years ) , Stockholm, Sweden

Height: 6'4''

Partner: Y/N Gray

Children: 2

They have children together ," Amy said.

Damn, " Faith mumbled.

The Premier of IT Chapter Two is Live right now," Amy said as she turns upthe volume .

We are here with Bill Skarsgård and His Long Term Partner Y/N Gray.

Hi ," You said with a smile as you grab Bill's hand into your's.

Congratulations on the movie," one of the paparazzi said.

Thank you," Bill smiled.

Do you guys want any more kids or is two kids enough for you two ," One of the paparazzi asked.

Two is enough for us. My oldest just turn two and the youngest is about be one soon. They keep us on our toes all the time," You said with a grin.

Y/n daughter isn't your's by biological," One of them asked ?

No, but I have been helping y/n raised her since she was two weeks old and she is basically my daughter now ," Bill said with a smile.

My daughter 's real father isn't in the picture and he didn't want anything to do with me when I was pregnant. Bill is her father by law bc her father didn't sign the birth certificate. She loves Bill so much and They have a fantastic bond together and it's so cute," You said with a smile.

Does y/n's daughter call you anything beside Bill , "One of them asked?

She calls me daddy all the time. When she had first said it. I was a little shocked at first but then I just got a big smile on my face ," Bill said as he smirked at you.

My reaction was. I was scared out of my mind of how bill was going to react to it," You said.

Does your daughter have a favorite parent ," One of them asked?

Oh yes, she does. He is her favorite parent," You said as you grinned at him.

Is that true," one of them asked?

Yes. It's true. When y/n tells her no about her wanting something before dinner. She will come running to me and I already know what happen I told her that she can have it after dinner and y/n always get's mad bc I feed her sweets after dinner. That's why I'm the favorite parent ," Bill said with a smirked.

#bill skarsgard imagine #bill skarsgard x reader #pregnancy

[iwillsearchtheuniverse4u]

See You In My Dreams, Stranger

Sik-k smut | khh smut

Warnings: SMUT! ORAL! (f and m receiving) PUBLIC? (not really tho)

Preview: Meeting a stranger on my night walk down the river turns out to be one of the best nights of my life.

It was one of those restless nights that I’ve been dreading ever since I started attending university. I couldn’t sleep, the thought of not knowing where my life is headed keeping me awake every single night. I couldn’t concentrate, I couldn’t brush my teeth or remember to drink water, I just felt like existence was so utterly useless when all my dreams have been swept under a rug somewhere because I was too afraid to act upon them. I’d been dreaming of becoming a translator but all the odds of the world were against me so I chose some apparently more ‘useful’ business degree that I hated with all that I had in me. Because of my perfectionism I had been attending all of my online classes and excelling at them but I felt empty, I felt like I had been contributing to everything I hated the most in this society. At the same time I was just too afraid to change my major because I felt like I had to do something impressive to the outside world, something that would make people respect me.

Just another night of endless tossing and turning, tears streaming down my face, wondering if life does ever get better than this. I couldn’t take it anymore. I got up, took a few steps towards the light switch in the corner of my one room apartment and pressed it. The cheap yellow light bulb lit up the room. The floor next to my mattress was covered in books I was trying to study from and my notes covered in smudged ink. I had a bad habit of crying while studying, sleeping, listening to music and showering, every activity that demanded me to be alone in my little space that had never really felt like home at all. Not much else was in that room apart from a small refrigerator, a microwave oven, my mattress, a closet and a wooden bookshelf. I also had a tiny bathroom that always smelled a bit moldy if I forgot to spray the air freshener three times a day.

I decided to go for a walk along the river as it became clear I wasn’t getting a second of sleep in that night. I hastily put on my black leggings and a hoodie with my high school’s logo on it. I desperately needed to get away from my own thoughts so I grabbed my phone and my earphones that were tied into little knots as always. I couldn’t afford the wireless ones because my scholarship was kept safe in my bank account where I was saving every last cent just in case I decided to drop out and go move to...run away to a foreign country where my name sounds like a whisper of the distant wind. As I was locking my door I heard one of the neighbors flush their toilets. Most of them were students like me or people living on part-time jobs, I never really met any of them, they were just familiar faces I would probably forget in a year after moving out.

The streets were quiet, only the sounds of air conditioners and an occasional motorbike or a car passing by me. I checked my phone to see the time, the picture of my favourite singer’s face lighting up my screen: 3.30am. Of course other parts of the city were probably very much alive at this time of the night but my area was populated only by grocery stores, cafes and libraries, not a single club in sight. The only lights I could see where streetlights and some LED signs. I headed towards the river trying to untie my headphones. I put them in my ears and decided to lose myself in the beats of one of those hyped-up rap songs. I put the volume up just so it was a bit uncomfortable and let my ears adjust to the blasting music.

I finally reached the riverside and started walking along the flow of the water. I couldn’t hear it but it still resonated with my mind better than the rustling sound of the city. There was a road along the river that ended somewhere within the green forest because the are was populated with some important bird species that I could never remember the name of. I sat on the bench at the beginning of that forest, my mind still dissolved in the loud beats coming out of my earphones. Even though my ears were covered with a thick layer of my long brown hair I was sure the music could be heard by anyone standing within a 1 meter ratio. I didn't mind, it was 4 am, people were either asleep or sloppily making out in a club somewhere far away. Thinking about the things I was missing out on started to become louder than the music and I let my tears fall. I was overworked, overwhelmed and empty, I couldn't keep it in. Not that I ever tried. I had never been good at hiding my emotions.

Looking at the night view of the city on the other side reflecting on the surface of the river, getting lost in my thoughts, I felt the bench move ever so slightly under my body. I looked to the side and almost fainted at the sight of a dark shadow sitting beside me. My heart started beating and I stood up to leave in case it was a stranger trying to talk to me in the middle of the night. As I took my first step away from the bench the person lightly touched the fabric of my sleeve. I looked back at him. I was certain it was a man judging by his broad shoulders and a black cap on his head. I removed my headphones, my heart still beating as if I had been running for the last 3 hours. "Excuse me. I wasn't trying to bother you or anything. I just like to look at the city at night when my head gets all crowded and I can't think straight. Don't go just because of me." His voice was deep and raspy but had an elegant tone to it, it felt  calm but distant as if he had been lost in thought. He was looking at me and the lights of the city were playfully jumping around in his eyes but his expression was the complete opposite. He seemed broken. I couldn’t let myself leave him, partly because he seemed significantly depressed and partly because he was astonishingly beautiful. My feet were unable to move, I stood there for a moment contemplating my options but my gut feeling sat me down next to him.

As we were sitting, each on one side of the bench, looking at the sparkly surface of the river my heart calmed down and minutes passed, none of us speaking, just the sound of the river mixed with my music flowing through the night air. "You were crying." He stated with a regretful tone, almost whispering. My cheeks flushed with warmth, I looked at his profile, him still staring at the waves. "I just thought I was alo-" "Don't. Feelings aren't something to be ashamed of. They're just as much a part of you as your legs and arms are. If people feel burdened it's usually their problem because they've never been faced by their own emotions. They just don't know how to act and feel uncomfortable." He talked slowly and didn't bother looking at me. It felt like his words were directed at the universe or at himself just at the general direction he was speaking, he looked so lost. I didn't notice I was staring until he looked at my eyes and smiled. It was one of those crooked smiles, filled with a certain type of worry I couldn't identify. "You can tell me why you were crying. I probably won't remember tomorrow anyway. I can lend you my ears for tonight, maybe I'll forget all about my own problems." His gaze moved back to the view as he sat back and crossed his arms on his chest. At that moment I felt like telling him every little thing about my life. It had been so long since I had anyone who would just listen without the constant urge to solve my problems but just LISTEN. I stopped myself. "I won't let you get off the hook that easy. I have a feeling that you're the one not facing your own problems. Why don't you lean on someone for a change?" I said, determined to make him speak. He looked at me from the side and his head slowly followed his gaze, his eyebrows furrowing just so much I could notice. The anticipation of hearing his raspy voice that felt so familiar and kind made me turn off my music. This man that sat next to me just a moment ago suddenly awakened my curiosity. It took a while for him to speak as we were maintaining a really intense eye contact for what felt as hours. I was able to inspect every milimeter of his dark cat-like eyes. "You're good at reading people, I'll give you that." He smiled and turned back to face the view. "I'm just under a lot of pressure. People expect a lot from me, that's all...and sometimes it can get really frustrating when I can't really reach those expectations. Sometimes it feels like there are so many people doing my thing better than me, it scares me." He put his hands in the pockets of his black sweater still staring at something in the distance. I wasn't sure what to say but he also didn't expect me to say anything. He needed someone to listen and I was there to supply. I asked: "And what would your 'thing' be exactly?" in an effort to get to know more about this mysterious creature in front of me. "Music. I make music for a living." His eyes now focused on his shoes while he bit his lips in an effort not to smile. I finally realized why his voice sounded so familiar, it was freaking Kwon Minsik, Sik-k, Korea's best rapper, sitting next to me staring at the Han river. My hand automatically covered my mouth as I inhaled. I was trying to calm myself down. He probably heard my playlist which was full of his songs and it made me feel so embarrassed, my cheeks flushing with heat again. He tried really hard to hide his cocky smile as he turned his face away from me, looking into the woods on the other side. After a few minutes he asked: "So now are you going to tell me why you were crying?" He was facing me, looking at my eyes attentively like a little boy waiting for instructions from his teacher. I was still to shy to maintain eye contact so I looked at my hands on my lap. I told him my story about how lost and useless I felt in life. I told him about feeling lonely and scared about my future. I told him everything.

Before I knew it tears started to emerge from my eyes again and I tried really hard not to look at Minsik who was still facing me, one of his arms resting on the back of the bench. I cracked. I cracked in front of a man I respected the most. It was embarrassing but also liberating, I was done trying to impress the world. I dropped my head, defeated. Next thing I felt was his warm hand on my cheek, gently wiping the trail of my tears. I froze for a bit, my eyes widening at the sudden proximity of his body. I didn't even notice him getting closer before he put his hand on my face. He was sitting right next to me, the sides of our thighs touching ever so slightly. I could hear my heart rate getting faster and louder. As much as I wanted to, I couldn’t control it. I looked at him and he removed his hand, still looking at me with his furrowed eyebrows, a concerned expression drawing on his face. "I'm sorry. You probably think I'm just being childish, crying at something as trivial as my major." I said with a shaky voice. "Don't ever say sorry for your feelings ever again, you hear me? And besides, I don't think it's stupid, I think it's just very important to you. You want to set goals for yourself but you're too afraid that you're not going to reach them so you just let them go. I would obviously tell you to go for what feels right and figure it out but that won't make you feel secure and I bet a lot of other people in your life told you this before." He replied with his deep raspy voice that I loved so much. He was so close. I could feel every breath on the surface of my cheek, his left arm was lying behind me on the back of the bench, it was almost like a hug. I couldn’t think straight anymore, my thoughts were intertwined with the smell of his cologne and the heat of his body so close to mine. He didn't feel like a stranger, he felt like someone who'd known me for years. I buried my face into my hands so I wouldn't make any thoughtless mistakes. Suddenly, he moved away from me, I couldn’t feel the proximity of his body anymore, the cold night air embracing my whole being. I peeked up from my palms. He was still looking at me with concern in his eyes, saying: "Sorry, I probably got too close for comfort, I'm not used to this kind of emotional thing, you know?" I felt a desperate need for physical touch, maybe it was the cold air, the anxiety or his perfect stature or maybe it was a mix of both but I straightened my back and looked directly into his eyes. It was so unlike me to be this bold but my body automatically moved closer to his.

He didn't move even when my face was only ten centimeters away from his. His expression changed, his forehead relaxing, his eyelids closing halfway when I suddenly felt his hand on my thigh. He grabbed onto it like he was holding on for his dear life and it made me want him more. I stopped, looking down at his lips when he pulled himself closer. His smooth lips crashing into mine made me lean back but he was only getting closer until he pinned me to the wooden bench beneath us. It was a passionate kiss, his hands didn't limit themselves to my thighs but discovered the hot surface of my skin under my hoodie. I felt a certain kind of euphoria, the kind you only get to experience when you do something completely out of character for you but turns out to be the best thing you could have possibly done.

As our kiss was getting more heated and his hands were groping my breasts for a couple of minutes the heat between my legs was getting unbearable. I could feel one of his hands roam down to my thigh and up to my ass where he got the grip to grind against me. Our lips and tounges still inseparable, I played along and grinded my heat against his growing buldge until I heard his raspy growls which sent shivers down my spine. As our tempo aligned we started breathing heavily and his lips left mine but relocated to my neck, definitely leaving more than just the incredibly pleasing pain. There was only a couple of pieces of clothing seperating us but the longing was excruciating. I started tugging on the collar of his black hoodie, trying to stop him as his lips attacked my collarbone. "Stop...I can'...I can't take it." I said with a soft voice in between my moans. His hips stopped moving immediately and he pushed himself above me so we were looking face to face, his body still on top of me. The loss of friction left me feeling needy. "Are you okay? I didn't mean to be this fast, I just thought-" I got up and laid a small kiss on his lips mid-sentence. "Come to my place." I whispered in his ear. I hadn't gotten to know this part of me before but that night felt different. Maybe it was the stream of emotions I had just shared with this stranger on top of me or the tone of his voice or the feeling of the cold night breeze but I didn't want to spend this morning alone.

When we finally arrived at my door he was standing so close to me I almost held my breath trying to get myself to collect my thoughts. I swear I could hear his heartbeat like it was my own, his lips suddenly tracing the curve of my neck as I was trying to insert the right passcode. I couldn’t even focus in my own hands as his were holding me around the waist so it took me a few moments to find the right digits. When the holy sound of the door lock unlocking echoed in the hallway he already pressed the knob in a hurry and pushed me inside. Because my one room apartment was so small it only took our intertwined bodies a solid 30 seconds to hit the mattress. He was planting sloppy kisses down my collar bone as I was tugging at his hoodie, trying to set him free of it. He stopped for a moment only to get up and remove it. The moonlight from outside my small window caressing his elegant body, lighting him up from the back like he was some beastly creature of the night taking advantage of my sadness. I couldn’t move, he was sitting on top of me, his face was covered in darkness but I knew he was watching me. "Do you have any idea how freaking beautiful you look in this light?" His raspy whisper made me quiver. I smiled and looked away while my body was hungry for his touch. I wasn't ready to show it.

He slowly got up with his hands trailing the shape of my thighs until he was holding me behind the knees, still looking at me. I felt his hands pull my leggings of as if it was the easiest thing in the whole entire world. He then proceeded to playfully pull at my panties, rubbed my knot and lowered his face to blow at my growing heat, my legs almost immediately trying to close at the sudden pleasure. He held them open while licking my folds twice, trying to see my reaction. I couldn’t hold in my moans and my spine curved in-synch with my breathing. It was something I haven't felt in forever, not like this, not this strong. I grabbed onto his hair and he seemed to read the ques as he got rid of the piece of fabric. His tounge was doing circles around my clit making me see fireworks and probably tugging at his hair with both hands so much that his scalp was in pain. He got me shaking in a matter of minutes and it was the best high I've ever experienced, sending all kinds of shivers down my skin, leaving me panting. He was far from done though.

"You taste so good, baby girl," he said unknowing of the affect it had on me. I got up to unzip his pants (which he more than willingly helped me with). I traced my fingers down his perfect abs to the hem of his boxers and lower, tracing his hard member while inspecting his face. As soon as I grabbed it through the fabric with my whole hand his eyelids shut closed and his head fell back in pleasure. I pulled him to the mattress and got on top of him trying to grind at his boxers, making them soaking wet. Then I got up to remove the rest of his clothing. I proceeded to trace my tounge along his shaft and sucking on his member, enjoying his growls. His hands were grabbing the sheets and the veins on his forearms and neck were starting to protrude. Every now and then a soft "fuck~" escaped his mouth, motivating me to keep going. Then he suddenly stopped me, saying: "I need to come inside of you, grab my wallet." Instead, I got up to open one of my drawers where I was saving a pack of condoms, praying they would fit him. I handed one to him and he was so quick about it, it got me thinking just how many girls he gets to play around with like this every night. The thought escaped my mind when he stood up to hold me around the waist, slowly pulling me back to bed with him. He undressed me, pulling my hoodie over my head only to discover I wasn't wearing a bra underneath. His dark eyes glowed with passion as he greabbed one of my nipples, tugging at it while kissing me sloppily. He threw me on the mattress and got on top of me. My body was heated up completely, I couldn’t even feel the night breeze coming from the opened window. He licked my sensitive nipples a few more times before aligning himself with my entrance and pushing inside of me. The fireworks from before were nothing compared to the utter pleasure I felt at that exact moment, Sik-k filling me up perfectly. My head fell back in moans and my back curved up again. I could have sworn I saw stars playing in the darkness of my eyelids. All I heard him say was: "Fuck..." He took his time waiting for me to adjust and started to quicken his pace while adjusting the angle. One of his hands was stroking my stomach and the other was holding onto my ass. I tried to mimic his movements, increasing the fraction of our bodies. The moans escaping our mouths felt so unholy they made it even more passionate. "I'm going to- I'm close!" I squealed throught the moans which made him go even harder and faster. My whole body tensed up and I grabbed onto the bedsheets pulling them off. His dick was starting to twitch inside of me, hitting all the right spots and I knew he was trying his best to make me come first which was a rare experience. I opened my eyes seeing him focused on me with his furrowed eyebrows, sweat dripping down the side of his jawline. My body was caught up in a wave of shivers, the walls of my pussy tightening so much it got him shaking as well. We were both just trying to ride out our highs with the last strenght we had. It was sweaty and suffocating but liberating at the same time, all of our thoughts disappearing for these unthinkable moments of pleasure. His hot body collapsed on top of me, both of us trying to catch our breaths again. "This was amazing." I told him in between breaths. He rolled over me to remove the condom and, to my surprise, came right back to lie beside me, his arms hugging me from behind. He kissed my neck and whispered in my ear: "See you in my dreams, stranger."

#sik-k #minsik #khh #fanfiction #sik-k fanfiction #khh fanfiction #korean hip hop #khiphop #kwon minsik #korean #권민식 #민식 #식케이

[oikawaplssteponme]

𝑨𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒀𝒐𝒖: part 6

“It’s always been you. Has it always been me?”

✨part 1

✨part 2

✨part 3

✨part 4

✨part 5

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pairing: Tobio Kageyama x Fem!reader

rating/warnings: a few swear words but that’s it :)

synopsis: You liked him. He liked you. Easy right? Well, maybe not as easy as you thought.

a/n: hiii💓 thanks again for all the love on this fic, it means so much!! this is chapters 11&12 and i really like these so i hope you all do too! i wanted to give you guys some fluff before things take a turn ;) as always, the taglist is open and so is my inbox :)) enjoy xx

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Eleven: Promise

You took Kageyama’s hand and walked until you reached the boba place. Kageyama ordered a black milk tea and you got a strawberry milk tea.

You sipped on your drinks upon reaching your house. As you grabbed your keys to open the door, Kageyama sighed.

“I’m sorry,” he said suddenly. You looked at him, confused.

“Sorry for what?” Kageyama looked down at the ground.

“I’m sorry we lost,” he mumbled. You let out a sigh. You stepped towards him, gently lifting his head to look at you.

“Kags, I’m not upset that you lost. I know that you tried your best. I’m so proud of you no matter what, okay? You did good,” you reassured him. He looked like a sad little puppy. He didn't say anything, he just pulled you to a hug. You held him tightly, rubbing your hand up and down his back.

“Let’s go inside, okay?” you said breaking away from the hug. Kageyama nodded and followed you inside.

Kageyama was exhausted. You came to realize that if he lost a game he would cancel it out with a nap. He sat on your bed and you laid in between his legs, your back resting against his chest. You laid there for sometime, just enjoying each other's company. You could hear Kageyama’s breath, rising and falling slowly. The television was on quietly but neither of you paid attention to it.

“Kags?” You whispered.

No response. You turned to see Kageyama, asleep. You chuckled to yourself and got up from the bed. You dimmed the lights in your room so it wouldn’t be so bright for him. You grabbed him a blanket and laid it over him. He shifted to his side once the blanket fell into place. You couldn’t help but admire him. He looked silly as he slept, trying to find a comfortable position. You turned off the TV and sat on the other side of your bed to give him as much space as he wanted. You could hear his faint snoring, it was adorable. You tried not to make any noise that could wake him but you couldn’t help but giggle at your boyfriend. He was all wrapped up in the blanket like a little dumpling. You decided to throw away the empty cups of boba. So you got up from the bed again and went to throw them away downstairs. When you got back, Kageyama was awake, sitting up on your bed, still wrapped up in the blanket.

“I thought you were sleeping silly,” you smiled.

“I was but then you left,” he pouted. Your heart swelled up.

“I was only gone for a few seconds,” you explained. Kageyama yawned.

“A few seconds too many,” he whispered. You smiled.

“Well I'm back now, don't worry.” Kageyama looked at you with puppy dog eyes.

“Lay with me?” he asked. You felt your face get warm. You nodded.

You made your way over to Kageyama. He lifted up the blanket to cover the both of you. You nestled yourself next to him. He wrapped his arm across you to pull you closer to him. Your back was against his chest, his breath traveling down your spine. Kageyama’s other arm rested under your head. He held you tightly. You seemed to fit perfectly next to him, like a missing puzzle piece. You wouldn’t want to be with anyone else.

“Kags?”

“Yeah?”

“Promise me it’s always just gonna be me and you,” you blurted out. You didn’t realize you actually said it until the words let your mouth. A promise like that held a lot of weight and you knew that. Still, you wanted an answer anyway. Kageyama kissed the back of your head.

“I promise.”

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Twelve: dance with me

*BUZZ*

*BUZZ*

You slowly started to wake up when you heard a phone buzz. You had fallen asleep for god only knows how long. You found your head resting on Kageyama’s chest when you woke up. His arm still wrapped around you. He was still asleep. You sat up and started to search around for the phone. No surprise that it was Kageyama’s phone.

“Kags?” you said. You gently pushed his shoulder to hopefully get him to wake up. He was a deep sleeper.

“Babe your phone is ringing.” You clapped your hand over your mouth once you realized what you had said. You hoped he didn't hear you. Kageyama grumbled.

“Just ignore it,” he said, pulling you back towards him. He was still half asleep and his voice sounded raspy.

“It's two texts. You should probably check them,” you explained, handing him the phone. Kageyama sighed and sat up, taking the phone. His hair was all messy and he looked as if he could have kept sleeping for another hour.

“Oh shit, it's almost midnight,” said Kageyama.

“No way?” You checked your clock and it read 11:47pm. You two must have slept longer than you initially thought.

“My parents just wanted to know where I am. I’ll tell them I’m gonna spend the night at Hinita’s,” explained Kageyama. You looked at him with wide eyes.

“You want to spend the night?” you asked.

“I mean I’m already here and it's so late that I probably wouldn’t be able to go back to sleep anyway. Is that okay with you?” You nodded frantically. Kageyama laughed. He got up and turned the lights up in your room back on.

“Mind if I take a bath?” Kageyama asked. You shook your head.

“Nope not at all,” you said. Kageyama smiled and grabbed his volleyball bag and headed towards your bathroom. Once he left, a wave of panic came over you.

Okay uh Kageyama staying over at my house. Alone. With me. My parents are again away on business so that solves that. Oh my god what the hell do I do? Calm down Y/N, he’s stayed with you a million times. For goodness sake you just slept in the same bed as him. Well, not in that way. Oh my god what if he wants to… nope nope can’t think about that. Okay uh so guys usually take less time in the bathroom so that means I have approximately less than ten minutes to figure out what I’m gonna do. Well I mean I should probably change into my pajamas. Well I usually sleep in just a t-shirt so probably not gonna do that. Uh, t-shirt and shorts is a safe bet. Yeah okay.

You rushed over to your closet and picked out an oversized t-shirt and shorts. In all honesty, your ass hung out of the shorts a little but that was the least of your worries right now. After you changed you headed downstairs and searched your kitchen for anything worth eating.

Great so we have nothing to eat and I’m starving and Kageyama is probably also starving. I’m literally the worst host ever. Wait, I think we have popcorn. Wait that's stupid. Well shit there is nothing else so popcorn it is.

You grabbed a packet of popcorn and threw it into your microwave. While it popped, you ran back upstairs to check if Kageyama was out of the bath. You didn’t hear the water running so you assumed so. You then ran back downstairs to grab the popcorn and put it into a bowl. You rushed back to your room and sat on the floor with the popcorn. You leaned against the bottom of your bed, trying to catch your breath. You heard footsteps approaching. Soon entered Kageyama in a pair of sweatpants and no shirt. You could literally feel your pupils grow.

Jeez, did he do push-ups before coming in here?

“I didn’t have a clean shirt in my bag, I hope you don’t mind,” he explained. You pressed your lips together to stop yourself from having the dumbest smile on your face.

He has no right looking like that, I swear.

“Nope don’t mind at all,” you managed to get out. Kageyama smiled and reached out his hand for you to grab.

“Why are you on the floor silly?” he asked. You wondered that too.

“You know what I wish I knew.” You took Kageyama’s hand and he pulled you up. Lifting you up with more strength than he initially thought, you crashed into his chest. Kageyama wrapped his other arm around your back to keep you close.

“Hi,” you said nervously. Kageyama chuckled.

“Hi,” he said back. You looked into his deep eyes. You could get lost in them with just one glance. His hair was still wet. You ran your fingers through it. You were dumbfounded by the idea that he was actually yours.

“Did you call me babe earlier?” He asked. You flinched.

“Uh no, very much I did not,” you said with a burning face. You playfully pushed Kageyama away. “That is gross and cheesy and I would never.”

Kageyama laughed. “Well I thought it was cute.” You tried to hide your smile.

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You and Kageyama sat on your bed and talked for some time. You played some music while you two talked. The hours seemed to pass so quickly with him. You listened to him talk about volleyball and terminology that you didn’t understand but you enjoyed listening anyway. He could talk forever about his teammates and you let him. His face lit up when he spoke about the things he was passionate about. You found it adorable. Kageyama was in the middle of a sentence when you became distracted by your favorite song playing on your phone.

“Oh my gosh I love this song,” you sprung up from the bed and stood in front of Kageyama.

“Dance with me,” you held your hand out for him to grab. He gave you a nervous look.

“Y/N I don’t know how to dance,” he protested. You huffed.

“That’s why I’ll show you. Please?” You begged. Kageyama couldn’t say no to you. He’d do anything for you. He grabbed your hand and you let him to the middle of your room.

“Okay so you’re gonna put your hands here and mine go here.” You grabbed his shaky hands to put on your waist then you rested your arms on his shoulders to wrap around his neck. You moved closer to Kageyama.

“Okay now all you really need to do is kinda sway back and forth. Just feel the music,” you explained. Kageyama was hesitant. He took small steps side to side, still keeping you close.

“Y/N I'm not very good at this…” he whispered. You smiled.

“You’re doing perfect. Okay now take my hand and give me a little twirl,” you said. Kageyama did as he was told and took your hand. He spun you slowly but the smile on his face was priceless.

“See that wasn’t so hard? You’re a natural,” you reassured him. His eyes were bright. You continued to sway back and forth. You moved to rest your head against his chest. You could hear his heartbeat in perfect rhythm. At that moment, it seemed to be only you and him in the world. No one else mattered.

“You’re beautiful,” said Kageyama suddenly. You stopped in your tracks. You looked up at him, feeling your face get warm. You ran your fingers through his hair and gave him a smile.

“You’re beautiful,” you said back.

Kageyama pulled you in to kiss him. You stood on his feet to reach him, doing anything in your power to get as close to him as possible. You wrapped your arms around him tightly. This kiss felt different than the ones in the past. This kiss felt like everything was falling perfectly into place. You adored him. And he adored you. He never wanted to let you go. He held you like his life depended on it. The world melted away and it was just you and him.

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[phoebe-lou]

A Forgotten Birthday

Fandom: The Umbrella Academy

Pairing: Number Five x reader

Summary: After saving the world from the apocalypse, Five struggles with living a simple life causing a strain on his relationship.

Word Count: 2009

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5...4...3...2..1! Happy Birthday to me.

Sunlight shone throughout my room, and a gentle breeze drifted through the open windows. Looking over at the clock which now read 6.00am, I allowed a smile to grace over my lips. I had been restless all night and had been sat up worrying about Five like usual. I hoped today would be different, giving both of us one day to take a break from his obsessive apocalyptic nature.

Rolling over on my side, I was shocked to find the other side of the bed empty and Five's early morning 'signature' coffee missing. Letting out a frustrated sigh, I peeled back the duvet and groggily trudged over to the bathroom. After gently splashing some cold water over my face and brushing my teeth, I tossed my crazy-ass hair into a messy bun like a boss, and began the trek to the kitchen.

Expecting to be greeted with breakfast and a fresh cup of coffee, I found non other than a half-naked Klaus passed out on the table, and Five no where in sight. For fucks sake. I rolled my eyes and began making Klaus some breakfast as he'll need some hangover food to soak up all the alcohol. I decided to just throw in some toast and pour a glass of orange juice, as Klaus began waking up and mumbling something about his ass and chocolate pudding?

"Morning sunshine." I said with an amused smile on my face, whilst Klaus began to groan and pulled himself up into a sitting position.

"What rude bitch opened the blinds this morning?" He said after accepting a glass of orange juice I handed him.

"That would have been you, and your amazing Picasso skills last night I'm guessing."

Klaus looked up at the blinds to see that someone had cut them up to make some clothes, since there was underwear shaped holes missing.

"I was wondering what I was wearing, it's definitely not yours or Allison's."

"I think the yellow 'blind' underwear, really complements your eyes." I laughed winking at him, as I took the toast out and began buttering it.

"Danke."

"So what year is it again?" Klaus mumbled as he began munching on the toast I put in front of him.

"You mean the date Klaus?."

"Yeah that."

"It's __________ (insert birthday🥳)."

"Holy shit!" Klaus shot up, knocking his chair over and throwing the toast to the ground. Then sassily marched over to me, where he pulled me into a giant bone crushing hug. Jesus how does he wake up so fast?

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY YOU SEXY MIDGET."

"I'M ONLY 4"10, FIGHT ME BITCH."

"ALSO BEN SAYS HAPPY BIRTHDAY."

"TELL HIM I LOVE HIM."

*Meanwhile Ben just rolls his eyes*

"There is way too much Klaus and Y/N in here, this early in the morning." Diego huffed as he began filling up the kettle, not even bothering to comment on Klaus's attire.

"Good morning to you too Antonio Banderas." Klaus laughed and high-fived me.

"Besides it's only 7.00am." I smiled.

"Whatever."

"Oooo whose got your panties in a twist?."

"Anyway, Happy Birthday Y/N." Diego huffed.

"Awww you remembered, I knew you loved me really." I said forcing Diego into a hug which he eventually gave into. Suddenly another pair of arms wrapped around us. Diego became alarmed and shouted "What is wrong with you?!"

Klaus innocently smiled "I just wanted to be part of the moment."

"What's wrong with who?" Trust monkey boy to enter at this moment.

"I'll take this as my leave." Diego shrugged Klaus's arms off him, then subtly tilted his head at me, towards a card he placed by the microwave. Before marching off, after I gave him a beaming smile and a wave.

"Happy Birthday kid."

"Thanks Luther but you know I'm 28 years older than you."

"And your even more immature than Klaus, and trust me that's saying something."

"Rude. Hey don't agree with him Ben, you're supposed to be on my side." Klaus began to have a one-sided argument with 'Ben.' While I took this as a chance to slip out the kitchen and get ready.

*2 hours later*

Yes I'm high maintenance, and looking this gorgeous takes a while.

I finally finished my outfit my adding my new moon necklace, which was a birthday present from Luther (that was probably picked by Allison).

I sprayed some perfume and let my h/c  hair fall down. Mission was ago. Find Five. Get drunk. Party. Have an awesome birthday. Go back a few steps and whoop Five's ass for no breakfast in bed. Perfect.

I looked through the entire house, where there was no trace of him so decided to head over to Griddy's Doughnuts. As I opened the front door, I walked into Allison and Vanya who immediately wished me a Happy Birthday and began planning a girls night out. Just what I need after putting up with all this shit, Five keeps throwing at me.

*Flashback* - Warning Mild Smut ⚠️

I was lounging across Five's bed pretending to read this boring romance novel, whilst Five was consistently writing long, complicated equations all over his wall. I wasn't expecting this is what he meant when he invited me over to spend sometime together. My patience was wearing thin, as I tried to tell myself that he was just not used to having a life outside of the apocalypse. But I went through it with him, so if I can learn to adapt, he should to.

Sneakily looking over at him, I came up with a plan to draw his attention away. Gently placing the book on the bed, I slowly walked towards him and placed my arms around his neck. It was no shocker that he immediately tensed up and his brows began to frown deeper.

"What do you want Y/N?"

"Not much." I whispered in his ear, as I ghosted my lips over his neck. "Just a little bit of attention."

Five sighed and tried to focus on the equation he was working on, which had now proven difficult as I began to pepper kisses along his jaw.

"Come on, enough."

I ignored him and began to drag my soft kisses down his neck, sucking a little harder until I found his sweet spot. Got you.

"Y/N...." He drifted off, as the pen dropped from his hands.

"Hmm?" I smirked and began grasping at his dark hair.

He finally turned around and smashed our lips together sloppily, as our tongues began fighting for dominance. He obviously won. His hands began to gently slide up the bottom of my top, just resting above my hips as he began to draw circles on my skin. Suddenly blue sparks surrounded us as I found ourselves teleported onto his desk.

He shoved all of his work out the way and began making out with me again. I gradually lifted my arms up, as he began to pull my top off...

"Y/N?"

"Y/N?"

"Y/N?!!"

My eyes fluttered dreamily as I looked over at Five who was frowning at me.

"For gods sake, did you fall asleep?! I wanted some help with these equations as you're the only non-idiotic person I know. Ugh forget it, of course it doesn't matter if there's another apocalypse." He whined sarcastically, and turned back around, continuing his work.

Five's writing came to a stop and as I launched my book at the walk near his head.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" He shouted, finally exploding with frustration.

"You're an ass." I mumbled. He rolled his eyes and teleported away, probably before he did or said something he'd regret.

I preferred dream Five.

*Flashback over*

Arriving at Griddy's, I locked the car and walked over to the entrance and went inside. Surprise, surprise my 'affectionate' boyfriend was sat with a mug of coffee writing equations on napkins.

"Well, well, well good afternoon handsome." Five looked up irritated and forced a smile.

"What is it?" Was he joking?

"I thought we were going to spend the day together, you said you had something planned last week."

"We'll have to reschedule or something."

"Hahaha very funny grumpy-ass." He didn't look very amused, as he sighed and took a long sip of coffee.

"Can we talk later, I'm kind of in the middle of something?"

Alarms were going off. He had forgotten. Maybe he needed a little more convincing and a few hints.

"Well today is kind of a special day." He looked blankly at me before he gave me a genuine smile.

"Is it national coffee day? Thanks for reminding me gorgeous." He smirked and winked. Was he for fucking real?

"Maybe you should get some cake with that coffee."

"The sweetness ruins the bitter taste I like." You bitter old bugger.

"Isn't there something you're forgetting Five? Some sort of special day, for a special girl."

"Shit. You're right. Meet me at the house in 20 mins." With that he teleported away. Well my work here is done. I'm expecting a decent last minute party though.

After wasting 30 mins shopping, I decided to head back and see what Five had done. As I entered the house it was really quiet, until I reached the living room....

Where Five sat lounging on a sofa drinking margaritas with Dolores.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!!"

"Well when you say about a special day for a special lady, I remembered-d that it's been some years years since we found the lovely-y Dolores." He smirked cheekily at me and offered me a glass.

"Are you drunk?"

"No...."

"......."

"Maybe..."

"......"

"Yes..."

Just at the wrong time everyone came rushing in with party poppers, and balloons shouting 'SURPRISE.' I looked down to the floor with angry tears burning down my cheeks, I couldn't believe him. Everyone could sense the tension in the room, except for Five who still looked completely clueless.

"What's goin-n on? He slurred.

"Check the calendar..." I whispered.

I couldn't stand everyone looking at me with such pity so I went straight to our room, crying myself to sleep early.

*A few hours later*

I woke up to knocking at the door.

"Go away."

Hearing the familiar sound of Five's special jump I buried my face into my pillow.

"Can we talk...?"

"...."

"Please... Y/N."

"...."

"Can we just..."

"WHAT?!" I hissed, ripping the duvet off me to glare at him.

He straight away noticed my red, blotchy face, and long tear lines causing my mascara to run down my face.

"I'm sorry..." With that Five burst into tears. I'd only ever seem him cry twice so I wasn't sure what to do.

"I'm sorry-y... I've j-just been trying-g to be ready f-for something bad to happen-n again, as I know the c-commission wants order-r. We've both been-n to hell and b-back, and I can't imagine-e loosing you. I j-just wanted to keep-p you safe, but I've b-been so wrapped up in d-doing all these possible equations-s, that I've p-pushed you away.... Then I've been-n so preoccupied that I forgot-t your b-birthday..."

"Oh Five." I wrapped my arms around him as he began to sob into my chest. I whispered soothing words as I gently rubbed his back.

"You'll never loose me, and I'm not upset about my birthday that much. I honestly just miss spending time with you, and can't believe you prioritised coffee and a manikin over me you ass!" At this Five chuckled and began to calm down.

"You know I don't say it enough... but I love you Y/N."

"I love you too Five."

"Did you want to have that amazing party you've been telling me about?"

"Actually can we just spend the rest of today cuddling and watch a move?"

"Anything you want love."

"You were totally jealous of Dolores."

"Shut up Five."

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Hope you enjoyed it, let me know what you think 💖☂️

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[pbandjesse]

I did not feel good today. I felt exhausted and winded and bad. It was not a good time. I tried really hard but I could not get it together until very late in the day.

I didn't sleep amazing which was part of it. The air hurts my throat, it was to dry in here. I slept late and didn't feel good at all when I got up. I would go out water on my face and just get back in bed because I felt so bad.

Eventually I did get up. But it was not a very good morning. I was weak and dizzy. Like low blood sugar shaky. So once I was dressed, even though it was 1030 am, I had my leftover pasta for breakfast, hoping it would give me some energy. It had at least helps the shaky feelings.

I did do some half hearted cleaning. I put a few more things away in my storage trunk for moving. I put some more stuff in the get rid of boxes. I wanted to do more but I felt bad and overwhelmed.

I would go back and forth from laying down to trying to do anything. I vacuumed. I added water to the tanks. I still felt bad.

Go try to perk myself up, and warm up, I would decide to have some soup. But when my bowl broke in the microwave I was very close to tears. I went back to sleep.

I would sleep until almost 4. And when I woke up I still didn't feel good but I didn't feel as horrible.

I would wait for James to get home. And I was really happy to see them when they got back. They were exhausted from a half price day at the museum. So many people came in and I'm sure it was a lot. But they were still ready and willing to help me do some organizing.

They pulled everything out of the bathroom closet and we consolidated and got rid of and folded our extra towels into a storage box. I was proud of us.

In our moving things around I would also go through all the deodorants I have and figure out what ones were worth keeping. I would get rid of about half. I also just got rid of a lot of packaging and trash I had in our first aid drawers. I was making good progress.

James would go get on a call to play DND with their friends and I started working on organizing my shelves in the studio.

When all of a sudden I heard shouting. Not terribly out of the ordinary but then it kept going. And I couldn't figure out exactly where I could see what was happening but then I saw it from the living room.

At first I thought it was just teens fighting but then I realized it was someone getting robbed. I went to open the window to yell and as I did the cars, two black SUVs drove away. It was the neighbors across the street. I asked if they wanted me to call for help and they said yes of course. I said I would. The younger of the two was upset and said something about wishing I was faster and that I should have called when it was happening but this literally was maybe two minutes. I am sure he felt like it lasted forever. I am giving him grace but I yelled back I'm trying to help! And went to call.

Thankfully I did not get put on hold, which has happened before. I was mad at myself for not getting the license plates. I tried but I couldn't see it clearly. And I tried to relay as much as I had seen I think there were 5 people but it also might have been 4. The two beating up my neighbors on the ground were wearing hooded sweatshirts. One was just standing by the SUV that was in the alley, while someone else was standing near the suv blocking my neighbor's.

I tried to tell them everything I saw so hopefully it will help.

I was very shaken up. Seeing that was very upsetting. I could see what apartment the neighbors went in so when the police called me back I was able to describe where they went so he could go check on them. And when the ambulance was looking for them I was able to direct them as well.

I just focused my upset and nervous energy on sorting in the studio. For about a half hour I did that. But the police called me back and asked if he could come up and talk.

The officer was very nice. While I politically don't trust the cops as an organization, a single person tends to be kind. He said I was very fast and the people who were assaulted hadn't even called by the time he knocked on their door. He said everything I shared and saw was helpful and I did a good job. He also said they might call me back tomorrow to get more info but I don't know what else I can help with. I don't even think I would recognize the people if I wanted to. My eyes just weren't focused enough. I tried but my vision is just not amazing at night and at a distance. If I can help I will. My neighbors were taken by ambulance and I really hope they are okay.

I would go back to organizing. I spent the next hour or so sorting my yarns and the shelves and I think I did a pretty good job focusing the energy. There is much to do. But I think I have done a good job starting and when we start to move things it will hopefully go pretty smoothly.

Now I would like to go take a shower. And hopefully tomorrow I will feel good. I hope you are all safe at home. Take care of eachother. Goodnight.

[moonstruckholland]

Heyyy, I've to say that I'm obsessed with your writing, it's so cute and soooo good, btw the one inspired by GG, definetly my favorite. I was wondering if you could write about Peter and the reader being childhood best friends,but one night everything changes when they finally kiss. Like, having trouble breathing while looking at the reader, smth that definetly didn't happen before, but it's happening now bc he's aware he's falling hard right now. THIS IS REALLY LONG, I'm sorry hahaha.

Movie Night

Word count: 950

Warnings: fluffy fluff

A/N: Thank you so much, love! I absolutely loved this request, I'm always a sucker for friends to lovers vibes ☺️ I hope you like it 💕

It was a typical Friday night. You and Peter were having your weekly movie night, a tradition that started back when you were little kids.

Peter was sitting on your couch, lazily scrolling through movies on disney plus while you made popcorn.

"Did you find anything yet, Pete?" You called out from the kitchen.

"No, not yet!"

The smell of buttery popcorn filled the air as Peter heard the microwave beep and you emerged a couple of minutes later, juggling a large bowl and two cans of Dr. Pepper in your hands.

You put the popcorn and sodas on the coffee table in front of you, sitting down beside Peter before giving him a wicked smile, "So, does that mean we can watch Toy Story 4?"

"No! Y/n, please don't make me watch that," he pouted, "it's gonna make me cry."

"Fine," you sighed, pretending to be annoyed, "I guess I could watch that one on my own."

"How about we watch Beauty and the Beast? It's been a while since we've seen it."

You were practically bouncing in your seat, your eyes lighting up at the mention of your favorite movie, "I mean you can never go wrong with Beauty and the Beast."

Peter laughed, a strange feeling coming over him as he pulled up the movie. He didn't dwell on it, the feeling leaving just as quickly as it came as the opening scene started.

An hour in and Peter found himself distracted. You were singing along with Belle and the Beast softly under your breath, something you did every time you watched it.

Maybe it was the way the soft lighting in the room was making you look and just how happy you were, eyes glued to screen, but Peter couldn't stop looking at you.

He always thought you were beautiful, but the way you looked right now, he couldn't explain it, it was different.

He always thought you were beautiful, something he reminded you of almost daily, but in this moment, you were glowing. He noticed every little detail, the way you bit your lip when you found yourself getting too emotional at certain scenes, despite seeing them a million time, how you would mindlessly fidget with your fingers, and how your breathing would stutter just barely whenever Gaston would do something cruel.

He was completely entranced by you, butterflies fluttering around in his tummy, and a warmth running through his veins the longer he looked at you.

'Fuck,' Peter thought, 'Do I like y/n?'

No, absolutely not, there was no way he could have feelings for you like that, his best friend of over 10 years.

He pushed his thoughts away, blaming the fluttering on some weird food he convinced himself he ate earlier that day, and forcing himself to pay attention to the last 20 minutes of the movie.

By the time the end credits were rolling and you were wiping away a few stray tears, threatening Peter will a pillow fight if he even dared to make fun of you, he had almost completely forgotten his weird thoughts in the first place. But then he turned to look at you, the playful remake on the tip of tongue replaced with a small gasp, when he realized your face was barely a few inches away from his.

Had you been this close this the whole night? He literally couldn't breathe, move, talk, anything. He was frozen, body tense and all he could do is stare at your face.

Your really pretty face.

You gave him a confused look, noticing his weird posture. "You okay there, Petey?"

Petey. The nickname sounded so much different coming from your lips than it ever had before. It made his blood rush to his face, leaving his cheeks a bright pink he hoped you couldn't see.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine," his voice slightly cracked on the last word, making him wish he could disappear.

"You sure? Do I have something on my face?" Peter watched as you subconsciously wiped at your face, even though he hadn't responded yet, focusing on your mouth, probably worried you had somehow gotten popcorn on you.

Suddenly, your lips were all he could focus on and he wished he could press his against yours.

"Peter," you said firmly, getting his attention again, "What's up with you?"

"I, um," he licked his lips nervously, his heart beating rapidly against his chest while he tried to come up with something to say. Shit, what was he supposed to say? It's not like he could just ask to kiss you. Right?

He noticed the way your eyes seemed to look down when he bit his lip, and he could hear a small shift in your breathing, making him wonder. Was there a chance you wanted to kiss him too?

"Can I try something?" He asked so softly he wasn't sure if you heard him.

He could tell you were still confused, but you nodded anyway.

'Am I really about to do this,' he asked himself, second guessing everything.

He took one more look at you and he was sure, he was doing this, he had to.

So, with a hand, he gently cupped your cheek before leaning forward and hesitantly pressing his lips against yours.

He was shocked when he felt you kiss him back, melting into his touch. Everything about you was so soft, your skin, your lips, Peter didn't think he could get enough of you.

When the two of you separated Peter's cheeks were flushed and you were both breathing heavily.

Peter had no idea what was supposed to happen next, but he was a hundred percent sure he liked you. A lot.

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