#fine to rb if you want just like. idk be normal

[johntorrington]

now that i’m posting selfies again i want to share what i think was my hottest look in recent history: that time i played a vampire for a school project bc you can do anything as a theater major and still get a 90

#fine to rb if you want just like. idk be normal #the day after we filmed this i had to meet my roommates parents and i had the worst rash on my face from the fake blood #these pics r also screenshots from the camcorder we used to film the project on bc i dig the look of it #(circus music starts) #my face #blood #for bl

[taketheringtolohac]

Like one of the things that is essential to knives and vash’s relationship is that knives sees vash as someone who is incapable of taking care of himself. He ultimately sees vash as misguided, hopeless, and naive in his efforts to protect humanity, and thus feels the need to protect vash from not just humanity but from himself. That’s part of why knives tried to absorb vash into himself, too. He understands that vash is clever in his own right, but underestimates his ability (not just to take care of himself but his plant ability as well) to the very end. It always boils down to knives thinking that he is the only way vash will receive salvation and protection from those who would harm him and their sisters, and the need to hurt those who would hurt them and to see himself as the ultimate protector through carrying out violence. Vash’s own feelings come second to all of this, as long as knives feels that he is keeping vash safe. And it’s like ok at the end there is some reconciliation that happens and much more acknowledgement of vash’s autonomy and capability but uhhhh notably that is not what their relationship is for a majority of the time. And it’s certainly not all fixed even after all that.

#this isn’t the most coherent thought but. it’s something that always bothers me when I see like. a normal/modern au and the twins have like #a slightly over protective brother but ultimately a normal relationship like. y’all. knives hurt him a lot. he is notably the reason #he lost his arm. like any version you see it in. putting them in a modern setting doesn’t mean all their problems are fixed just different #and ppl are too cowardly to see this. too wrapped up in the fantasy of haha wouldnt it be fun to put them in like idk college. #which is fine! and fun! but also it is my big pet peeve when ppl just. make their relationship annoying rather than fucked up #but whatever I’m not a hater. you can rb this if you want but lol #roxy talks

[ratvich]

#vent #dont rb #hrmghrhghrgh. hm. me and a friend might start dating but i keep getting anxious or nervous or whatever that it wont work out and itll ruin #our friendship or something like that. idk why im nervous considering ive never worried about that with ppl i date and have always ended #up staying friends with them after we broke up #idk i really care about him but what if im a bad person or i mess this all up. i dont want to hurt him. #hes very very nice and i feel like ill end up hurting him or something idk ughhhhhh #i love him :( but what if i dont in the future i mean like. liz almost basically hated him. what if something happens and i end up hating #him too? i dont want to hate him :(((( #i wish we had a more normal relationship with him it feels all fucked up from the pandemic and delusions and etc #like. yeah i thought you were dead for months at a time yea i also thought i was the one who killed you yes i also thought you were gonna #kill me yes i also thought we were both dead yes i thought u hated me yes i was jealous of your girlfriend because she was alive and i was #not. #but ive also had a crush one you like three times and ive desperately talked with you or at least tried and #wanted you to be safe and happy so fucking bad i wanted you to be ok i wanted you to be alive but you werent. you fucking werent. #idk. idk. #also theres the whole issue of how ive been approaching relationships so far because we talked about it and i agreed that id be fine with #and in fact like it if it were a more long-term relationship #but so far my policy with romantic relationships has been 'dont expect them to last long cause ur still just in high school and ur busy' #but i dont this one to end i do want it to last long i dont want to try and be realistic #IDK !!!!!!!!!!!! #we'll see what happens i guess.

[heeracha]

[ 2:27 PM ] — jay leans in, pressing his lips against yours as you were fixing his collar and you, being smitten, can’t help but not pull away to continue fixing it, but chose to melt against the kiss and kiss him back. you smile against the kiss, giggles muffled against jay’s lips as his arms wrap around your waist to pull you impossibly closer to him.

“what’s so funny about me kissing you?” his voice low when he asked, lightly pulling away as he rests his forehead against yours, lips just a breath away.

you shake your head, looking into his eyes through your lashes with a smile on your lips. “you just make me giddy, is all.” you mumble and jay smiles, presses his lips against yours once again. your hands sliding up from his collar to his jaw. “jongseong,” you say against his lips and he hums, kissing you harder because apparently, he’s not doing it hard when you can still talk. you hum, hand going on his chest to softly push him. “you’re gonna be late.”

jay frowns and you smile, hand coming up to his chin as you wipe off your lipstick. “what if i call them and tell them something came up so i can stay with you?” he asks and you chuckle.

“then heeseung would say ‘what, your neediness for y/n?’,” you tease and jay groans, remembering that day when he called in sick because he wanted to stay, but heeseung, of course, knew what was up. “it will just for a few hours, honey. then you’ll be back home, here with me.”

“home is you, y/n.” jay corrects and you smile.

“and you’re mine.” you say as you go back, fixing his collar. after a few minutes, the van honks three times to let you two know they’re out waiting for jay. “take care, love.”

“i’ll see you later.” jay says and you nod.

“i’ll be here.” you say and jay leans in, but you lean back with a smile. you shake your head, gesturing you’re lipstick will transfer on his lips again. normally, you don’t care, but you didn’t want to spoil jay’s look anymore. “go now.”

“but y/n,” jay softly whines and you shake your head. then van honks again, prolonging it this time. you laugh, gesturing to the door. “fine. bye.”

“bye.” you softly say and jay turns around, going to the door, but he turns back. “yeah?”

“my wallet,” he says, walking back. “i forgot my—“ jay cuts himself off as he cups your chin and presses his lips against yours.

jay pulls away with a goofy grin. “park jongseong!” you exclaim, laughing as jay runs out of the shared house, yelling that he loves you. he runs to the van, opening the door as he climbs in and closes it.

heeseung chuckles, shaking his head, jake looks at him with teasing eyes and sunghoon grabs a tissue, pressing it against jay’s lip.

“what the fuck?”

“y/n’s lipstick mark is on your lips, simp.”

“oh.”

— a/n: hi, im back after ghosting for idk ever since hee day lol,, anyway have this jjong drabble lol <3 i'll answer asks inn a bit,, ily for being so patient with me! rbs, comments/feedbacks, and likes are highly appreciated! <3

#im such a simp for him im sorry #Hiraya-M #enhypen imagines #enhypen scenarios #enhypen reactions #enhypen x reader #enhypen drabbles #jay imagines #jay scenarios #jay reactions #jay x reader #jay fluff #jongseong imagines

[acewithobsessions]

Me

Basic stuff:

Other blogs: @just-tryand-stopme @endwolldel @dailydoseofbill

I am a minor

Real name: haha you don't get to know

I am a cishet ace so don't be weird about that

Pronouns: idc do whatever

Stuff I post: Fandom stuff, memes, asexuality stuff, important stuff every now and then. I am your typical reblogger.

What to expect: inconsistency

Fandom stuff:

Fandoms I'm in: Artemis Fowl, Downton Abbey, The Legend of Hei, Nimona, Les Misérables, Cats are Liquid, Bill Wurtz, Corner Gas

Fandom tags:

lxh (for the Legend of Hei)

Les mis

Sometimes "Downton Abbey", but mostly "Thomas Barrow"

the rest are as just the names of the franchises

DNI if:

You discriminate people

You're going to be creepy

You're an uncensored 18+ blog

Other:

My personal rambles, thoughts, vent, etc. will be tagged with "ramblelele" (three "le"s, one for each word in my url).

Disclaimer: you may see me rb/post some Harry Potter or Fantastic Beasts content, but I do not support jkr or transphobia in any way.

My profile picture is a picrew and is also not my real appearance

My blog is a safe space. Do not derail my posts with hate.

Anything else? Idk? I'm an INFP 9w1. I am Christian. I don't vibe with eat the rich but I won't try and stop you from vibing with it. My ask box is always open :) et je peux parle un peu de Français, mais mon grammaire et autographe sont horrible. I write, but I almost never post it. I use the queue sometimes and try to reblog most of what I like. Normally it takes things a day and a bit to get posted, sorry :(

It's fine and great to tag me in picrew chains/tag games! Let me know if you don't want me to tag you.

I'll tag undescribed, video's and gif's

Note: undescribed videos and gifs will be tagged with "video" or "gif", whereas ones with descriptions will be tagged as "described video" or "described gif"

Spotify

I think that's all?

oh yeah . . .

if you're wondering why my header image or banner or whatever it's called says "binden". . .

https://www.tumblr.com/acewithobsessions/733427288002150400/was-he-fond-at-park-yet-or-binden-missing?source=share

I'm leaving this here

#Pinned post #colours #intro post #last edit: March 25th 2024

[aimless-aimz]

BLOG STUFF WOOO

heyyy uh this originally was just a dni list. But now I’m gonna do smth soon that might help ppl looking through my stuff!

i am tagging what I post with one of four things always:

-“aimless rambles” I just say random shit.

-“aimless art” this is my art. I drew this, not anyone else unless said otherwise

-“not my art” a reblog of someone’s art. I typically only reblog art I REALLY REALLY like, and if you’re looking through my stuff, you might like this too!

-“reblog” reblogs for memes or text. Idk if it’s just me, but when I look through a blog for art and just see MILLIONS of reblogs it bothers me. So if you want to see something, search up the tags above. This is just shit I find funny or important.

-”break the void” is my personal series! i hope to be a graphic novelist one day and this is my personal storyline. if you’re feeling nice, please check through it. there are like 3 posts on it tho but i might make more as time goes on :]

-“self rb” pretty self explanatory lmao

-“aimless’ animals” is my pet tag!! So far all that’s in there is a few snail posts (they died but the posts are still there for your enjoyment) but if i get another pet and post abt them, they’ll go in this tag!

or. You can disregard ALL of this and go through my blog wild style. Cartoon “honey, are we lost?” Style.

DNI LIST

Hey uh. So I saw a few people who posted/had pfps that were nsfw who followed me. So this is a reminder of dnis! :)

first off: I am a minor. Suggestive is fine, sex jokes are fine, but NO NSFW!! Ty :)

Also, i do not like:

homo/transphobes

Bigots/bigotry

overall unpleasant people

disorder fakers

again, nsfw content makers (except if it’s for private commissions, and you don’t just post porn 💀💀 you can interact if you MAKE it but don’t SHOW it to ppl I have nothing against that)

judgemental people

Anyways. if you are not that PLEASE interact because. hi internet people. I post art and you are allowed to look at it. You don’t even have to like it lmao

OTHER BLOGS

my pokeblogging account is @carmen-caught-em

my oc centered pokeblogging acc is @haunting-hari

and another oc pokeblogging acc i have is @mmaxie-musings

i also have two fakemon blogs, @team-enlighten-official (evil team) and a general info one run by a professor, @all-of-altosi (please check these out I’m so normal)

um. legendary chosens @regice-real @poison-pecha-berry

my gimmick blog is @psychicdamage-identified

#dni list #blog guide

[total-drama-atlas]

Episode seven timeeee

I’m still mad MK got booted so early

Okay yeah I like the new Chris. The voice fits. Is it the iconic original? No, but it’s really good.

The intro still sucks tho

Zee spitting his soda all over chase >>>

Priya is such a character I love her

Wayne and Raj are so sweet I love them I would die for them

This moment would be a lot more enjoyable if it quit BUFFERING SO MUCH

“The shark??? Did he make out with the shark too?? No, he just doesn’t want to tell me about the kiss… DOES HE THINK I WONT SUPPORT HIM??? I GOTTA SHOW HIM HOW SUPPORTIVE I AM WITHOUT BEING WEIRD ABOUT IT!!” wayne my beloved

the merger in ep7???? that’s just wild, that makes the accomplishment of making it to the merge… less of an accomplishment.

“So only ONE of you can win immunity.” “That’s fine. There’s only one of me 💅”

I think I’m going to like Julia as the new Heather.

“Like you, Ripper, this challenge is very simple.” “AWESOME” he’s so dumb but not in the endearing way Wayne and raj are idiots.

okay maybe ripper does have some comedic potential

WHAT WAS THAT CLOSEUP ON THE BIRDS LEGS 💀

when I was a kid I told my mom I wanted a pet bird and she told me about a guy in Florida who had a pet cassowary that attacked him and killed him and it was really gross and gory. Idk if it’s true but that did not stifle my desire for weird pets

i feel bad for zee that he has the hiccups this ep :( he doesn’t deserve that

“Just because no one’s ever called me smart doesn’t mean I am.”

Julia i love you Julia i love you Julia i love you Julia i love you Julia i love you Julia i love you Julia i love you Julia i love you Julia I lo

I love bowie guys

“Hey not so bright guy that no one wants” perfect description of chase

WHAT WAS THAT GROWL THIJG CHASE DID WTF

Wayne is so sweet you guys 🥺🥺

“You’re my only equal” “jk he’s like three levels below me”

RAJ BLUSHING IS SO CUTE OMGGGG

Emma just walking away to give Bowie and Raj alone time was so real of her

“sorry if I made you uncomfortable or anything-“ “stop, i really liked kissing your face” why did he phrase it like that and why was it so funny

THEIR SECOND KISS GDHSJAJAJA THEYRE SO CUTE

Julia’s scheming is so funny because Chase is so dumb that he actually thinks calling out Emma’s supposed backne is going to get her back

I LOVE HOW EXCITED EMMA IS FOR BOWIE AND RAJ

i feel like Emma and Wayne could bond over it too. Besties perhaps

I love her white girl dancing I gotta go find that poll

i couldn’t find it if someone finds it please rb this w the link tahnksss

Emma reminiscing about her and chase… i don’t like it. Girl run!!

Emma and chase were on different teams?? Wdym she always votes for him? She hasn’t had a chance to? It’s just- you’d really think you’d work harder to get it right

td characters with a normal amount of fingers is weird bro

Rajie runnnn

Millie hun she said to BOLT

MILLIE YOU DO NOT DESERVE PRIYA, FIRST YOU LIE ABOUT VOTING WITH HER, THEN ISE HER TO STAY IN, THEN LET HER SAVE YOUR LITERAL LIFE ONLY TO BASICALLY SAY YOU WOULDNT DO THE SAME FOR HER

that took an interesting turn WHY IS ZEE RIZZING UP A BIRD AND WHY IS IT WORKING

okay hold on the baby bird is so cute 🥺

PRIYA DESERVES SO MUCH BETTER

you know i bet the hockey bros would be somewhat more compelling if I knew anything about hockey

WAYNE AND RAJ ARE SO WHOLESOME I LOVE THEM THEYRE SO BABYGIRL

Zee is so funny “I’m not ready for a family :/”

chase i hate you i hate you I ha

bro you had better not give her the half you dropped. you had better not try to give her that i swe

jerkface

Emma why did you kiss him he’s so crusty musty dusty

Bowie only showing concern for Raj when both Raj and Wayne are really messed up

i hope Wayne and Raj stay in the game I love them sm

I also like how this season Chef actually is the one explaining each character’s possible reasons for getting eliminated. Chris and Chef share the work a lot better now and tahts good.

The way everyone goes “WHAT” and did the head turn- that was perfect

NOOOOOOOOPOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOIOOOOOOOO

NOT THE HOCKEY BROS

NOT WAYNER AND RAJIE

NOOOO

IM SO UPSET

“My dad used to drop me and my three brothers all the time! And two of us are fine!” honey I don’t think you’re one of those two…

I wish they’d bring the ship back :(

I liked the ep until chemma and then wayner and rajie left :( i loved them sm

#total drama #tdi #total drama island 2023 #total drama island #total drama spoilers #td #td spoilers #tdi 2023 #total drama reboot #tdi23

[p1f1]

BAHAHA I PROMISE IM ALMOST DONE

im so invested if someone actually read all of this and wanted another ship thingy mabob and sent it in my ask box id have no choice but to....do it

TW KYMANNN >:333

the two boys were in erics room, kyle on one end of erics bed and, well, eric himself on the other. not touching eachother, reading a different comic, nothing going on. until eric got a bit more comfy.

"dude, what are you doing?"

the ginger asked, arms faling from the postion they were in; holding the comic, to over erics legs that he had placed there moments before.

"oh nothing kahl, just wanted to get closer to my dear boyfriend."

"i told you not to use that word!"

"whatever kahl."

one thing went to another, eric ended up somehow beside kyle, snuggling into his shoulder like a cat. when the other boy would question it, eric just shut him up with a "dont worry about it, kahl." until eventually kyle set the comic down in his lap and looked over at eric.

this was one of the first actual sweet moments they had, just looking at eachother. and it was all normal until eric kissed him. but for some reason when they seperated, kyle didnt hit the boy or turn green from disgust. he was..fine.

"woah."

"woah indeed, kahl."

(hated this dont judge me i have 0 fanfic writing motivation)

ANYWAYSSS after that, kyle realized he liked boys, but not THIS boy. something about him still disgusted the kid, and he was like ewwwwwwjdskfsk go away twinkk

omg then yk what happened? the hopeless romantic finally got himself a s/o. yk who that was? ANYBODY YOU WANT BABE!!! i was gonna do style but then i was like omg this could just be a fun little story about kyles bi/gay/whatever awakening. (personally headcanon him as omniro, ace is canon.)

whatever blah blah blah if you did read this thanks! <3 i usually make alota posts and i used to be so strange about how many notes i got on them but now tumblr is just like a void i talk into XD. theres not really a concern on if anyone sees them OTHER THAN MY LIFELINE NUMBERS POST!!! please rb that idk what got into me but i just looked up a list and felt like tumblr needed more of those.

anyways uhh thanks for reading if you did. id be glad to do this with any (LEGAL) ship. bunny, style, creek, scyde, anythin :P

#kyman #south park #pifi rambles but its an actual ramble

[bylrndgm]

ok hi —

so, this is the most embarrassing thing i've ever done in a while, lol. i'm kinda back from my three days hiatus. i know no one noticed because i literally didn't want to yk post about it, cause a fuss, aaaand it would've made me look too much of an attention seeker so i just blended into the bg.

i thought it was getting bad again, turns out i was just overstimulated and in a bad mood. which is completely normal (idk if it is, but for me it is) and as i always do when i hate it in my head, i run away from things and hide until it gets better (just for instance, i hid in my bedroom for a week or so some years ago because of [redacted]).

and you know, a tiny drop of sadness causes a black ocean and my sky turned pitch black and i felt the earth opening wide beneath my feet and i was like uh oh am i gonna fall again? and from a tiny thing i started feeling sad about like everything and last night was my last straw because ugh.

did you ever had someone you loved but you were too heartbroken to? like you loved them deep inside of you, but you wouldn't dare to love them consciously because god forbid if you were to feel love or happiness when you were supposed to feel sorrow and despair? it's like you have these two forces and i, years ago, i succumbed to sorrow and lost that one person. lost in the sense that we were on our different ways and moved on, and i was left to wonder what could've been.

today i woke up fine (kinda, still thinking abt that person lol). like all the clouds were gone, a bright sky in my mind and i was like, yeah you're acting childish by leaving your friends on read or leaving your silly online blog because of one bad day. so dramatic of me. 🙄 so yeah, kinda back? i gotta fix up my blog graphic all over again but yeah, guess i'll be fully back in the next upcoming days. till then, sorry for the mess 👹

three days hiatus update: i fell into a reddit rabbit hole i.e., the most mysterious song on the internet rabbit hole and i wanted to ask my dad if he recognized the song because who knows (my dad, grew up in this tiny ass town in the mountains, of course he knows about an obscure 80s song from Germany /sarcastic) but he's been in a mood too. maybe this weekend will do! then um, nothing much else. uh, well, guts came out today and i gave it 2 listens and i love it - might head to the local record store to see if they have it ;)

k bye, gotta go, glad to be back ig? and can't wait to rb all the posts i liked these past few days (not many, like 3 but💀)

#elz's chit chats #just me being stupid on main whatever #hi again tell me guys how have you been

[gimmethatagustd]

I don’t know what the spoon thing means but it’s a 100% a thing that my mom does for which she has absolutely no logical explanation

like, we have two sets of cutlery, one fairly modern, possibly bought in an ikea or some other similar place and it’s our everyday set

we also have a set of very old cutlery that my grandmother brought from Ukraine in the 60s or 70s. to explain: I’m from Poland and while I myself was born in 1994, my parents grew up in the communist era Poland and my grandparents were either born right before WWII or right after WWII. For those of you who don’t know, the world behind the iron curtain was very different than what the western world accepted as normal. For instance, international travel (particularly to the west) was not available as citizens were not allowed to have passports, because, marks and engels forbid, they would try and escape the sad, poor reality of their own country (some did escape- hats off to them). Traveling within the ussr satellite states tho was perfectly fine. So a lot of people (including my grandma) grasped at the opportunity to go to Ukraine, see our distant family and trade some goods for something else - like, for instance, the cutlery set.

The cutlery set itself is not that bad, but it is quite heavy - due to the material it was made from and the design implemented. It was designed to resemble an ornamental set of cutlery that would likely be seen in the 1930s or 40s in the region, to give it more pizzazz and for some delulu housewives to try and pretend it’s family heirloom.

For some reason, my mom hates that set with passion, refuses to use it even for some menial tasks (like, scooping cat food from the can to the bowl) but it never occurred to her to just… pack it up?? Get rid of it? Because it was handed down from her mother in law and is therefore considered a gift, and so the cursed cutlery will be with us until our dying days. And yes, it has its own drawer in the kitchen. It could’ve been locked up in cabinet but no.

Just like my grandfather’s military spoon (this one is an entirely different story tho) it’ll be there, locking the drawer from the inside and gathering dust until the sun implodes.

— b*rb*d d*ck anon

oh my god this is amazing. first of all, thank you for all the background/context explanation in the beginning. idk i'm really into history and although i haven't had the opportunity to really travel outside of the US, i've always wanted to go to other places. so i really enjoy learning about people's family history like that. (my family doesn't know anything about our history cuz of assimilation and also slavery 💀) so this was dope to learn about!!

i've got such a vivid image in my mind of that cutlery gathering dust. you describing it as something for delulu housewives as pretend heirlooms KILLED ME god that was too good. i can see it honestly. people want to be relevant hsdjfkhks

i am very interested in this military spoon 👀

it's funny how cutlery is so important to us. like ig it makes sense since eating is important jshdkjfs and sharing a meal has so many cultural significances depending on context, location, etc. i always thought it was weird how my mom kept nice dishes but never used them. like why !! what is the point !! i don't think they even had any sentimental meaning behind them

#jai asks #Anonymous #b*rb*d d*ck anon #i love you

[scaramoon]

he accidentally hurts you while sparring

DILUC, KAEYA, XIAO, CHILDE — gn!reader

warnings/genre: kinda hurt/comfort? idk it’s mostly fluffy, mentions of blood and (very) minor injuries, swearing in childe’s

notes: rbs are v much appreciated, please and ty !! also pls ignore that i got carried away w xiao’s </3

━━ diluc;

you’ll have to be insistent if you even want him to spar with you; he knows you’re fully capable of standing your ground but... he’s worried

he’ll act like he doesn’t, but it’s obvious that he keeps close by whenever you’re sparring with someone

but if you wear him down enough or you’re good with your words, you can convince him to be your sparring partner

lmao just tell him you’ll get kaeya to do it 💀

“don’t- don’t hold your sword like that.” he said, his tone was flat but you’d known him long enough to be able to find the concern in it.

“i know how to hold a sword, diluc,” you responded. “i asked for a partner, not a teacher, remember?”

red eyes flashed towards you and something like a smile appeared on your lover’s lips. you mirrored it, letting your lips curl into a grin.

“of course,” he said, smallest hint of a playful tone in his voice.

but he was quick, and you may have underestimated just how well trained he was. normally, you could have blocked him. this time, however, you weren’t expecting it and you’d already began to drop your dominant hand to your side.

he noticed that, but he was just a little too late. diluc was used to the momentum of his weapon, but it wasn’t often that he had to stop it. he tried to step back before he hurt you, your name falling from his lips, desperation and worry coating his voice.

and then, just as soon as he’s processed it, his claymore was on the ground and he was watching you crouch and hold your upper arm. your seethe of pain sent guilt rushing through him.

it took him a moment to decide whether or not to go over to you; he wanted to, he really wanted to, but a part of him feared that you didn’t want him near you.

he couldn’t help it though.

“y/n?” diluc’s tone was almost a command, loud but desperate, wanting you to look at him and tell him that you were perfectly fine — wanting that to be the truth.

tears pricked in the corners of your eyes but you looked at him nonetheless. he hated that look in your eyes. seeing you in pain was one thing, but the knowledge that he was the cause of it twisted his heart in unbearable ways.

“i’m ok, diluc,” you said, quieter than you normally would. “just a little scratch, see?”

you moved your hand from where it was holding onto your arm. blood coated your fingers and the clothing surrounding the new wound, but it was clear that the cut wasn’t deep.

he didn’t say anything. his lips were pressed into a thin line as he kneeled beside you. eyebrows pinned in worry and concentration evident in his eyes, he started ripping at your sleeve to get a better look.

“diluc.” you said. your voice was more commanding this time as you moved away from him. why couldn’t he see it really wasn’t so bad?

“i didn’t mean to hurt you.” this time you could see clearly just how distressed he was.

he looked like he was about to cry and he wasn’t the one that’d been hurt. not physically, anyway; you had no idea how his chest hurt, how he felt like he couldn’t breathe.

you stared at him for a little longer. “i said i’m fine. but if it will help you sleep at night, you can come help me clean it, deal?”

“of course, dove.”

━━ kaeya;

he actually likes sparring with you

he doesn’t often get the chance, but whenever both of you are able to, he sees it as time he gets to spend with you

and any time spent with you is never time wasted in his eyes

plus he gets to do the sword under your chin thing and tease you </3

“dead.” you said proudly, standing over your lover, your sword under his chin.

a playful grin spread across his lips as he let you enjoy your win. you backed away and allowed him to stand up, dust himself off. a stretch of his arms, and then he was picking up his sword to go again.

“ready?” kaeya asked, smirk stretching his lips.

“yeah,” you said, smiling back. your gloved hand tightened around your sword’s hilt; the gloves were making your hands sweaty, your grip loosening. “actually, w-”

“y/n!”

the next thing you realized was a stinging at you side. your hand immediately came to the cut, taking an instinctive step back. the sound of kaeya’s sword hitting the ground met your ears, his hands were on your arms a second later.

“hey, hey, you’re okay.” he tried to sound calm but if was a bad attempt. he crouched down onto the ground, guiding you to sit in front of him. cautious hands grabbed the hem of your shirt, kaeya looking up at you. “can I look, love?”

“yeah, but I’m fine.” you said, though your face was twisted in pain.

his eyes were full of pity when he looked at you, jaw clenching before he lifted your shirt enough to see the wound. on first appearance, it looked worse than it really was.

“see?” you spoke again. “all good.”

he didn’t say anything at first. he just pulled you closer to him, chin hooked over your shoulder, though he was careful not to agitate your cut.

“not really. but it’s okay, we’re gonna get you all better, yeah?”

“kaeya, seriously, i’m fine. you don’t need-”

“y/n.” his voice was still sweet and concerned, but more stern when he spoke this time. “let me take care of you.”

“...fine.”

━━ xiao;

good luck getting him to spar with you in the first place

it doesn’t matter how much you tell him you want to, he’ll keep turning you down

needless to say, you’ll have to play your cards right to get him to agree to it

“what if i hurt you, y/n?”

“i’ll be under-trained and get hurt if you don’t help me.”

“you know i’ll always be there if you call for me.”

“and if you can’t come?”

“...”

“I don’t think this is a good idea.” he stated simply, eyes narrowing at you. you only threw him a smile.

“what’s the worst that can happen? you won’t even use your real pole arm, you have a stick. you can’t stab me with it, xiao.”

“I would rather not think about ‘stabbing’ you in the first place.” he huffed. “but... you need to be safe, in case one day I can’t keep you safe myself.”

a smile crossed your face as you gripped your weapon, ready for him to start.

you may have miscalculated the power and ability of an adeptus though. you quickly found yourself tired and overwhelmed, just blocking and dodging was almost too much. he could sense your fatigue already, and he was listening for you to call him to stop. xiao was ready to stop on a dime, but he knew that you were stubborn and insistent.

his “pole arm” came close to your side, and he really thought you would dodge this one. you’d done it before. but he felt the wood hit you, you falling to the ground, holding your side soon after.

his make-shift weapon was long forgotten now. he was kneeling beside you in seconds, gentle fingers running along what he was sure was a broken rib. he didn’t find one, but the guilt was already eating him and that knowledge did nothing to stop it.

“ow! that hurts, don’t touch me.” you said, seething in pain and making a pitiful attempt to move away from him.

xiao did not cry.

he didn’t, it just wasn’t something he was accustomed to, and quite honestly he wasn’t sure if adepti could cry. but the idea of you being scared of him started tears to fill his eyes; his chest was tight, and he had this uncomfortable lump in his throat.

“no, no,” you started, propping yourself on your elbows and then sitting all the way up.

you tried to reach and hold his face, to wipe the tears off, but he turned away from you; he kept kneeling, but shifted to a position a little farther away from you. the adeptus made a noise something like a squeak, and it seemed to surprise him. he didn’t wait for you to finish talking, he turned away and looked anywhere except you.

“xiao, baby, that’s not what I meant. you can- I just meant don’t put your hands directly where I got hurt... xiao? can you look at me?”

it took him a few more moments before he turned his head back to you. you knew he wasn’t always the most emotional, but you didn’t think you’d seen him like this before. he hummed, not trusting his voice. still, he wouldn’t look you in the eyes.

“I’m fine, you didn’t hurt me. its just a little bruise, there’s not even blood... I’m not scared of you, xiao, it’s not your fault.”

he stared at you for another moment before he cleared his throat and stood up. “can we at least have someone make sure you’re okay?”

“yeah.”

“...and you won’t ask me to do that again?”

“of course not.”

━━ childe;

he has mixed feelings about sparring with you

of course, it’s an odd form of quality time, but he likes it

plus that means he won’t have to watch you spar with anyone else

but there’s always the risk that you could get hurt

he’s an archer though, so he only “attacks” you with his melee — he thought he was being a lot more careful

“ready?” childe smiled, twirling one of his weapons around his finger.

“as always.” you said, gripping your own weapon.

“mhm, sweetheart, I’m sure you’re ‘always ready’,” childe said dropped his hands to his sides and stepping closer to you.

you knew what he was trying to do — he attempted to pull this off every time you sparred with him, and you never failed to catch him. seem relaxed, and whenever you thought he wouldn’t, he’d attempt to get the better of you.

this time, however, you were not as quick as you usually were. childe knew that you always saw through this; not once had you’d failed to block him, so maybe he put his trust in his weapons more than he should have.

he stopped when both of you look at the clean, but bloody, cut he’d made. his eyes widened as it sinked in, coming to the realization that he’d hurt you

“y/n- shit, I’m sorry,” he said, panic clear in his voice, though he tried to hide it. his hand was on your shoulder, guiding you to sit on the ground. “are you- you’re okay, it’s not that deep. we’re gonna get that healed and you’ll be fine, yeah?”

for words so reassuring, his panicked tone was saying something along the lines of ‘shit shit fuck dammit, i accidentally hurt my own partner, what the fuck-’

“yeah, it’s no biggie,” you said, smiling a little at him. “it’s just a little cut, I get worse on commissions.”

you knew that later he would claim he was totally calm. in reality, he was trying his best to clean the wound with his vision, and he’d get better help whenever he could get to bubu pharmacy.

“you owe me kisses though, y’know,” you teased.

‘good,’ he thought. ‘they aren’t mad at me.’

“whatever ya want, love.”

“oh? maybe I’ll take cuddles too.”

#diluc x reader #kaeya x reader #xiao x reader #childe x reader #diluc x you #diluc x y/n #kaeya x you #kaeya x y/n #xiao x you #xiao x y/n #childe x you #childe x y/n #genshin #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact fic #genshin impact fanfic #diluc #kaeya #xiao #childe #tartaglia x reader #tartaglia x you #tartaglia x y/n #diluc comfort #kaeya comfort #xiao comfort #childe comfort #tartaglia comfort #genshin x you

[ethvn-torchio]

Can't Stop Staring At Those Ocean Eyes | Anidala Oneshot

(hey here's some Anidala fluff nobody asked for!!)

Can't Stop Staring At Those Ocean Eyes | Anidala Oneshot

Warnings: discussion of pregnancy, otherwise it's just fluff with some angst sprinkled in idk

(it's honestly just pillow talk-y fluff let's be real)

She settles in his arms, a welcome respite from the cold night air drafting in through the window.

"Anakin...if we chose to have children, how many would you want?" She asks, tracing lazy patterns across his bare chest, absentmindedly tracing a fresh scar.

"I dunno,” He answers honestly. “I suppose I don't mind kids. Some of the younglings at the temple are nice enough...except that Grogu," he adds with a grumble. "I suppose I wouldn't mind one of my own. Why do you ask?"

"I still don't understand why you let yourself get harassed by toddlers," Padmé giggles.

"Don't laugh!" Anakin pouts. "Grogu and his...toddler clique stole my lightsaber earlier," he appends with a grimace.  

Padmé, meanwhile, attempts to stifle her laughter. The mental image of Anakin being bullied by a bunch of toddlers was thoroughly entertaining.

"Okay...but seriously, why are you asking? Is everything okay?" Anakin asks, genuinely concerned. 

She sighs, locking eyes with him. "Don't panic, but my cycle is late. Don't get excited though, it's probably nothing. It just...made me think, you know?" She says softly, letting her mind wander. She could almost see it now - a child that was a perfect mix of the both of them. 

"Oh," is all he can say. How was he supposed to react? Padmé could be pregnant. “But it’s probably nothing, right?”

“Yes, I’m sure it’s fine,” she responds smoothly. "Don't let this...hang over your head. It's fine, I'm sure. You watch, I'll get it tommorow or something," she chuckles lightly.

"So...it's not for certain? We're okay, then?" He asks, unable to hide a bit of anxiousness in his voice.

"Mmm-hmm," she pauses, trying to think of something to change the subject. "Hey, are you going back to the Temple tomorrow or tonight?"

She can feel him relax a bit at the distraction. "Probably early tomorrow morning. I'll be gone by the time you wake up. We ship out for Cato Neimoidia tomorrow afternoon, and then after that, we're going to Anaxes. But I bet you I'll be back soon, I don't see either of these campaigns taking long."

"I sure hope," Padmé yawns. "I hate how often you're gone. It seems more than usual lately," she snuggles closer, holding him one last time. "I wish I didn't have to go to sleep,"

I know," he responds with a sigh. "I'll be back, I promise."

"Promise?" She asks.

"Yeah, I promise." He kisses the top of her head gently, wishing he could be there when she wakes. 

Sadly, that was a luxury neither of them had.

"I could leave, you know," he blurts. "I would do anything you asked if it made you happy." he says, earnestly, grasping her hand.

"I...you don't mean that, Anakin. The Jedi need you. The clones need you. The Republic itself needs you! You can't leave,"

"But I would," he presses on. "I would. Say the word and I'll leave it all behind."

His deep blue eyes are boring into her soul; nearly asking her to say it. 

"I..." she trails off. She knew that all she had to do was ask him to leave, to leave all of his responsibilities behind - and if she asked, he would leave it all behind in a heartbeat.

Something flickered in Anakin's eyes: he could feel her wavering resolve, but he remained silent. 

It didn't matter, anyway; she couldn't bring herself to do it. It was selfish, and it wasn't how it was meant to be - at least for now, anyway.

..But was it really selfish to want a normal life?

Perhaps it wasn't. They had both known the repercussions; they knew what was going to happen if they pursued a relationship. 

Resolutely, she decides she can't say it. It wasn't fair of her to ask him to abandon what he had worked most of his life for, even if he would just for her. "...I love you, Ani." she finally says. 

He sighs contently, pulling her closer. "I love you too," he says without hesitation.

"Would you be..." He pauses, attempting to figure out how to word his question. "Would you be upset? If you weren't pregnant, I mean."

"I'd be more relieved if anything, but...it would be nice though, huh?" She murmurs quietly as she gently lets her fingertips trace a scar on his side. "A little version of you and me running around."

He laughs at that. "I don't think you'd want a mini-Anakin running around." 

"Maybe not," She snorts. "But you know what I mean, right? A little baby...the perfect combo of you and I." her hand unthinkingly moves to her lower abdomen. 

"Yeah, I know what you're saying," he says, wrapping an arm around her shoulder. "Sounds scary, if you ask me," he half-jokes.

"And so I've found the one thing the 'hero with no fear' is scared of," she teases. 

"Oh, yeah?" He tickles her side in retaliation, making her squirm as she tries not to laugh. 

"Anakin!" She manages to squeal, even as she finally gives in and attempts to wiggle away from him. He kisses the side of her head gently before letting her go. 

"Okay, okay, I'll give you your space," he says with a grin. "I win."

She tilts her head. "Is that so?" before Anakin can react, she darts her hands out to his sides, attacking him with relentless tickles. 

Anakin quickly realizes that she's fighting dirty, tickling him near his ribs and trying to keep him from retaliating, but to no avail. “Hey, no fair!”

"No fair?" She replies. "You started it!"

Anakin tries to bat Padmé’s hands away, but nearly falls off the bed while doing so.

She stops for a second, “Oh...whoops.” She mutters, before she realizes she's gotten the high ground in this situation. “Ha! Gotcha. I win."

"Okay, okay! You've made your point!" He says, laughing as he gets back on the bed.

They sit in comfortable silence for a minute, before finally, Padmé yawns once again, settling into his embrace as they wordlessly lie down. "I... I'll miss you, Ani." She breathes.

"You know I can't stay away for long, Padmé. And before you know it, this war will be over. I promise you." His hands trail through her hair, tracing soothing lines along her scalp. 

She sighs, her eyes growing heavy. "And once it's over...we can be free then. We could go to Naboo," she says dreamily. "Maybe then, we could start a family." 

"Yeah," Anakin agrees. "I like that," 

That night, Padmé goes to sleep dreaming of what could be. Maybe, she really was pregnant. Maybe, the war would be over soon and they could go back to Naboo.

She knew the perfect spot at the lake house for a baby's room.

In her mind's eye, she could see picnics, could see her and Anakin teaching their child to swim, could see a future that wasn't so full of war and chaos and stress. 

Their relationship wasn't normal; it wasn't the typical relationship you'd see with normal couples who could freely be in love. 

Perhaps someday, things would be different. Perhaps someday, they could get that happy ending on Naboo.

But for now, it was little moments like this that made it all the more worth it.

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mini taglist this time!!! @thereblogcrusader @haydens-moles because frankly they were the only ones I can think of atm that noticed my other fluff fic so yEah, also @anidalalover99 would enjoy this methinks :v

comment or rb if you enjoyed idk y'all know the drill and I'm frankly exhausted bcs its 3:10 am so do what you wish

oh yeah I'm gifting this to @stillmourningtonystark bcs I read some of her fluff and it was just 🥺 it killed me and I was like "I need to write fluff now" so uh yeah check her out

#anidala #fluff #angst #anakin skywalker #Padmé amidala #fanfiction #star Wars fanfiction #fanfic #jo's writing #star wars #i was gonna tag people but see the thing is i legiterally dont care #and yes i said legiterally on purpose shut up #ur girl is tired as FUCK #so ignore low quality writing #i literally wrote this at 1-3 am soo 😩✋ #whatever anyway #ok goodbye and goodnight im gonna go sleep for like 10 hours slhsksjelsdh

[arcademoonlight]

winter nights,, - various x reader

header: genshin official artwork with my own filters applied

features: childe x gn!reader, diluc x gn!reader, and kaeya x gn!reader (separately!)

warnings: characters i portray may be ooc, talks about winter holidays in childes (not specified which but very implied to be christmas), drinking in kaeyas (reader does not drink, kaeya does), idk there is cuddling and picking up of the reader, reader is asleep in dilucs

genre: fluff

As the snow begins to fall, his feelings for you only grew. How he loved nights like this,, (more utc!)

childe,,

Oh, how it made Childe’s heart sing as he watched you giggle like a little kid. The both of you stood on a crowded sidewalk after dark, all of the holiday lights catching your eyes. The multicolor hues bouncing around the strip made you appear as if you were glowing in the warmest and most welcoming way. Snowflakes softly landed in your hair and pooled in your scarf. Your breath could be seen in the cold air. To the man beside you, you were the only thing in this city that mattered. Childe was quickly pulled from his thoughts as you spun to get his attention. Turns out that something in a display window had caught your attention and that was why you paused. Why did Childe pause? The ginger chuckled in response. He was just enjoying the view was all.

diluc,,

Diluc couldn’t help but smile fondly as you leaned against him, snoring softly. The two of you had sat together while Diluc read and you seemed to have fallen asleep. He carefully brushed a stray hair out of your face before a hand carefully caressed your cheek. He was always gentle with you as if you were made of glass. While the redhead was aware that you weren’t that breakable he couldn’t help but feel like it was his responsibility to care for and protect you. Ah, right. Care! With a loving chuckle, he set his book aside and carefully scooped you up to take you to bed. Diluc paused for a moment to watch the snowfall outside the window before proceeding to the bedroom. This was a good night to relax.

kaeya,,

A certain Captain in the Knight of Favonius was known to have certain drinking habits and a certain drinking partner. Whenever Kaeya went to a tavern, you often accompanied him to just simply keep him company! You didn’t often drink but you would still sit beside him and talk to him. On this particular night at Angel’s Share, the two of you sat at the bar. Normally this wouldn’t be a problem, however, it was currently below freezing and snowing outside. Every time a new patron opened the door and shook off their coat a shiver would run up your spine and you would lean against Kaeya for warmth. His chest couldn’t help but swell with pride as you leaning against him was the first thing new customers saw when walking in. In a sort of: “Haha! That’s my significant other! Not yours!” way. Kaeya wished it would snow every night if it meant you got all close to him for everyone to see more often.

ahhh i hope you enjoyed! sorry for not posting for so long! likes and rbs are appreciated >:3 i wanted to write for zhongli as well to make it the dkcz boys but he is,, so tricky.

this is my original work and i do not give consent for it to be reposted. inspiration is fine with credit.

#genshin impact #childe x reader #childe x gn!reader #childe genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #diluc x reader #diluc ragnvindr #diluc x gn!reader #diluc genshin impact #kaeya x reader #kaeya #kaeya alberich #kaeya genshin impact #kaeya x gn!reader #cw drinking #alcohol mention #fluff #genshin impact fluff #headcanons #genshin impact headcanons #dev creations

[headbangergf]

heavy trigger warning ; run while u can lmao

im so fucking done i just want to kill myself. i hate school. i cant stand having to wake up so early every day and talk to people i dont like and have to do and worry about so many things. im so tired of putting my fullest effort into my classes and still getting average grades compared to what i used to get. i know that doesnt seem bad , but im literally never going to get into my dream college at this rate and its fucking disheartening. going to that college is the only thing keeping me going , keeping me from just ending it all. and the fact that someone is probably going to beat me and im not going to be in first place when i graduate makes me want to die. thats so fucking embarrassing for me. i used to be number one in and at everything and now im just merging in with everyone else. i want to be at the top. i want to be the best. i want to get the best grades and beat everyone. not for the satisfaction, just so i can finally calm the fuck down and not have to worry about it anymore. i hate seeing people above me. its so upsetting. how did i downgrade this bad? what in the actual fuck happened to me.

and on top of this the only person i truly love doesnt even talk to me anymore. doesnt even look my way in the halls. im so heartbroken over him and i cant even talk about it to ANYONE because no one fucking cares. no one cares. and no one has to , but it just hurts that everyone makes fun of me for liking him or just discards what im saying without even listening. especially when you guys make fun of him. i have to go along with that shit but it really breaks my heart cuz you all KNOW he NEVER did me wrong. and he never did yall wrong either. i dont care that none of you like him because he actually loved me. he did. i know he did. hes the first person ive ever been with that didnt make me violently cry myself to sleep. he didnt make me relapse constantly. he made me so happy , and even if he doesnt see me as a boy , at least he respected me. i dont even care about that at this point. i really dont. because he loved me and he made me feel handsome. i could show him the most masculine photo of me and he’d still compliment me in a neutral or masculine way even if i was presenting feminine. he never feminized me like the rest of you do. i didnt have to hide myself around him. i always felt comfortable with him. so fuck you guys for talking shit about him every chance you get cuz he never wronged me or any of you. i hate having to be fake cuz i dont want to be made fun of for sticking up for him. but you know why we split. he couldnt prioritize me. thats fine. even though that shit literally broke me and im STILL fucked up about it , it doesnt mean he was in the wrong. he was putting himself first and honestly i respect him for it. but i wish he would just tell me if he doesnt want me talking to him anymore. all i want is a conversation with him. i really miss him so much. i miss how i felt when i was with him. but i dont think he cares about me anymore man. i fucking ruined it because i let myself say too much. i talk too much about how i feel if you let me and im so sorry to everyone who has to deal with it. i dont know why i do that. it just feels like nobody wants to hear about how im doing anymore so idk what to do man. i cant talk to anybody without feeling guilty. bad combination of him being a good listener and me being a big talker. honestly hes probably so sick of me. that thought makes tears form so fast in my eyes but i just have to accept it i guess. i wish i was normal. if i was just a normal girl and not a demented fucking tranny he would probably like me. im probably not even ftm im just insanely stupid. maybe i just got sick of being a girl idk. either way , thats not an invite to refer to me as a girl so fucking dont if anyone is reading this. probably no one. lol. anyways. im abt to rb this and continue cuz i was typing and then i reached the limit so part two incoming i guess lmao.

[sapphosclown]

Kiss Him You Fool - Willex Oneshot

aka willie and flynn are best friends and she’s done with this mutual pining bullshit. (boys are alive bc i didn’t feel like thinking about ghost logistics today lmao)

so i didn’t get to participate in willex week nearly as much as i wanted to so this is my song fic/au fic (i guess? since the guys are alive? idk) for free day since i didn’t get the idea till last night at 1am. anyways i also didn’t sign up for the gift exchange but i still wanna dedicate this fic to @fairygclds for hosting this week bc she did an amazing job and i love her v much, ty mari <3

title is from Kiss Her You Fool by Kids That Fly, cute song highly recommend

rbs and comments appreciated :)

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That was real right? He didn’t make that up in his head? That happened. Right?

Willie was abruptly knocked out of their thoughts as his board hit a crack in the sidewalk, sending him onto the pavement, scraping his knee. Although, the stinging did help them snap out of the daze he was in, making him realize that yes, this is real life, and yes, he and Alex Mercer almost kissed.

***

“Stop, you’re not allowed to be that good at everything.” Willie teased as Alex just barely completed a loop around him.

“I feel like we are experiencing different timelines here or something.” Alex let out a shaky laugh as he flailed his arms in an attempt to regain the balance he’d just lost. Luckily, Willie held out their arm for him to grab just in time.

“Come on, you’re doing great! Just need to have a little more faith in yourself.” Willie smiled gently, offering extra support with his free hand.

Alex scoffed. “I think I’m a roller skating kind of guy.”

“Well, I disagree but if that’s how you feel—”

Alex rolled his eyes, making Willies stomach flutter. He helped him off the skateboard and they sat down on the couch in the studio. Willie ignored the fact that despite having the entire couch to themselves, they sat right up against each other, and he especially ignored the way their knees touching made his heart beat faster than normal.

“Actually, I think solid ground is where it’s at.” Alex said, only half-joking.

“I guess, but the wheels add some spice that solid ground could never live up to.”

“Exactly. You know exactly what you’re getting with solid ground. Me and wheels have a complicated relationship.”

“Oh really? You guys have a falling out?” Willie teased.

“Ha, yeah. There was some falling.” Alex gave a sarcastic laugh.

“But that’s the fun part! You can get some pretty rad scars from skating.” Willie pointed out.

“‘Rad?’ What, are you from the 80’s?”

“Listen—” Willie shushed him, shoving his shoulder into him playfully.

They laughed for a moment before falling into a comfortable silence. Willie was really tempted to lay his head onto Alex’s shoulder, or hold his hand.

His hand was right there. It would be so easy... But instead he grabbed their own hand and started messing with their fingers.

“So, what are your plans for the rest of the day?” He asked lamely.

“We’re rehearsing for our gig tomorrow night. Luke and Julie are going over the set list one last time right now but we should be starting pretty soon.” Alex replied, checking the time on his phone before looking back at Willie. “Actually, if you wanna hangout while we rehearse, I don’t think they’d mind.”

“Oh, yeah! That sounds great!” Willie smiled.

“Cool.” Alex nodded, and maybe he was seeing things, but Willie could’ve sworn his cheeks were turning pink. That made him giggle.

“So, what’s the set list then?” They asked curiously. He shifted his body so that he could look at Alex, only mildly upset about the loss of contact, but being able to see the faded pink in Alex’s cheeks made up for it.

“Well, usually we start with Edge of Great, but Julie and Luke wrote this new song that is perfect to open with and I just know everyone’s gonna love it—”

Willie stared at Alex as he rambled on about the show and they couldn’t help the soft smile on their lips. Alex noticed almost immediately and stopped talking, almost embarrassed.

“What?” He asked.

“No, it’s nothing.” Willie said, waving his hand for them to move past it.

“No, I feel like you’re judging me!” Alex giggled.

“No! I’m not judging you!” Willie reassured. “You’re just really cute when you talk about music.” He said softly.

Alex went bright red. “Oh.” He replied in the same tone.

The air around them went quiet again, but this time filled with a different feeling. The feeling that there was nothing else in the world but the two of them. And suddenly their faces were a lot closer than Willie had realized. His eyes flicked down to Alex’s lips subconsciously and then back to his eyes, which he found were doing the same thing. There was nothing stopping him, all he had to do was lean in just a little bit more...

“WHO’S READY TO MAKE SOME MUSIC!” Reggie called excitedly as he entered the garage, making Willie and Alex jump apart. Reggie eyed them suspiciously. “Oh, hey Willie.” He said, eyebrows pulled together like he was piecing together what just happened.

“Hey.” Willie breathed uncomfortably. He felt like he couldn’t get enough air.

“Are you gonna hangout for rehearsal?” Reggie asked.

“Actually, uh, I gotta get going.” Willie sputtered before his brain could catch up to his mouth. They stood up and grabbed their things messily.

“I thought you said—”

“I just remembered I have to do something.” Willie cut Alex off. “I’ll see you tomorrow though?”

“Yeah. Yeah, okay.” Alex said quietly, failing at hiding his disappointment and making Willies chest ache.

“Cool.” Willie said. “See ya.” He threw an awkward peace sign at Reggie (who gave him one back) and skated out of the garage as fast as he possibly could.

***

“You are a disaster.” Flynn scolded, grabbing a dinosaur band-aid out of her desk drawer.

“I know!” Willie yelled into her pillow. She plopped down onto the bed in front of him.

“Why didn’t you just kiss him! You had the opportunity and he clearly wanted to kiss you too!” She yelled.

“I don’t know!” Willie whined, throwing the pillow back down into his lap. “I wanted to but I froze! And then Reggie showed up and I couldn’t stay after that! What if he didn’t want that to happen, what if he hates me now!”

“He doesn’t hate you! He’s very clearly in love with you, I don’t know what you’re not understanding about this.” She peeled the paper off the band-aid and carefully stuck it to Willies knee.

“You don’t know that.” He huffed.

“Who do you think you’re talking to? He likes you. When have I ever been wrong?”

They hated to admit it, but there have been very few times Flynn has been wrong.

“Fine. But what am I supposed to do?”

“Go back there? Ask him on a date or kiss him or just literally do anything.”

“I can’t go back! He’s rehearsing! I don’t wanna barge in while they’re rehearsing. And I left so fast it’d be so awkward—”

“Stop making excuses!” Flynn shook their shoulders, as they pouted. “Call him and say you forgot something.”

“I didn’t forget anything.” He said plainly. Flynn shot him a look.

“Duh! I know that, but if you tell him you’re coming back to get something then you can’t chicken out.” She explained, exasperated.

“Oh! Well what should I say I forgot?”

“Your phone, that's a reasonable thing you’d need to get back.”

“Okay. Okokok.” Willie mumbled to themself pulling out his phone and scrolling through his contacts before Flynn snatched it from them.

“What are you doing?”

“Calling him like you said!”

“Use my phone dummy! If you call him from your phone he’ll know you didn’t leave it there!” She opened her phone and before Willie realized what was happening, the phone was ringing on speaker.

“Hello?” Alex’s voice cracked through the phone.

Flynn looked at Willie and then back to the phone when he just sat there mouth agape.

“Um, hi. It’s Willie, not Flynn, I, um, left my phone in the studio and I’m on my way back to grab it.” They stuttered, hitting his head at his awkwardness.

“Oh alright. See you soon, then.”

“Yup. See ya.” Willie threw his head in his hands, their face turning bright red. Flynn ended the call and leaned against her wall with their arms crossed.

“You really are a disaster huh.” She teased.

Willie threw his pillow at them playfully and jumped off the bed. “I hate you.” He laughed.

“Love you too.” She grinned slyly. “Now, go tell your boyfriend he’s cool and you wanna kiss him!”

Willie groaned as he grabbed his things as Flynn shooed him out of her room.

***

“He’s coming back.” Alex said quickly. His friends shared the same look as they all “ooooooo”d at him.

“Guys stop! What do I do!” He cried.

“Man calm down, it’s alright.” Reggie consoled him.

“Why’re they coming back?” Julie asked turning her keyboard off so she can lean on the keys.

“Said they forgot their phone.” Alex replied.

“Mhm, right. Sure he did.” Luke teased. If he were closer Alex would’ve shoved him but he felt like he was glued to his seat.

“What do I do?” Alex asked again.

“I mean, we can keep rehearsing till he gets here if that’ll take your mind off of it?” Julie suggested.

God bless Julie. Alex nodded.

“I don’t know, it seems like he and Willie have some unfinished business.” Reggie winked.

“No! Nothing was happening! Nothing happened, it’s nothing. He just needs his phone back.” Alex tried to ignore his friends snickering but his mind flashed back to Willie on the couch in front of him. He really thought Willie had wanted to kiss him, but if how he left says anything, Alex must’ve misread the situation. They probably hated him.

“Dude, I can practically hear your thoughts and I promise you, he likes you.” Reggie assured him.

“You can’t know that for sure.” Alex mumbled, watching his drumstick twirl through his fingers.

“Maybe not but, we’ve all noticed how they look at you.” Luke cut in.

“It’s not exactly a secret.” Julie said sweetly.

“I just... I care about them a lot and what if you’re wrong and that’s just how he acts with his friends—”

“No, dude, we’re not letting you talk yourself out of this one.” Luke laughed.

“Seriously, Alex, you should go for it!” Reggie said encouragingly, walking around his drums to clap his shoulder.

Alex thought about it, he really did. He really thought for a second that he could do it, he could just lean forward and kiss him and they’d live happily ever after. But he over thought it, as usual.

“I don’t know. Maybe someday.” He shrugged.

“You can’t just wait for someday! You gotta go after what you want!” Luke exclaimed. Julie nodded.

Alex smiled at his friends. He appreciated their support but he couldn’t help but be afraid. Deep down, he knew they were right. He knew if Reggie had been just a minute later... But he still didn’t want to get his hopes up too high. Because there’s always that what if that won’t leave him alone.

There was a gentle knock on the garage doors as Willie stepped into view, he was hugging his arms and had a soft smile on his face. They carefully waved at everyone before he made eye contact with Alex, and suddenly it felt just like they were on the couch again. Just the two of them.

You know what. Maybe it’s time for someday.

Alex stood up from his drums and walked over to Willie, trying to act nonchalant. He heard Julie clear her throat to get the other two to stop staring at them and at least pretend to do something else.

“Hey.” Alex breathed.

“Hey.” Willie replied. “Can I actually see you, out here?” He asked shyly, nodding his head out side.

Alex nodded and followed Willie out of view of his band mates.

“Sorry, I probably should’ve looked for your phone before you got here but—” before Alex could finish his sentence Willie had cupped Alex’s face and pulled him into a kiss.

Alex felt like his heart had just exploded and he wasn’t completely sure if he was real anymore, but then he felt his hand rest on Willies cheek and he could confirm that yes, this was happening.

It didn’t last longer than a few seconds before Willie pulled away again. Their eyes searched Alex’s face for any sign of his emotion but Alex had completely stopped functioning and didn’t quite know what to do until he felt Willies grip on his face loosen.

“I’m sorry—” He tried to retract his hands but Alex held them in place, and he couldn’t help but laugh. He saw Willie’s worry fade and Alex pulled him back into a kiss. This one much softer, less rushed. No longer a question, but an answer.

They pulled apart and Alex noticed Willie shrinking down a bit and smiled to himself.

“Do you have to stand on your tiptoes to kiss me?” He asked cheekily.

Willie raised his eyebrows. “That’s the question you have right now?”

Alex nodded, his smile unmoving.

“I’m glad you have your priorities set.” Willie laughed.

“Definitely.” Alex whispered. “Priority number one, make you stand on your tiptoes to kiss me again.”

“You’re mean.” Willie pouted. Alex laughed and Willie gave him a playful shove before Alex pulled him back onto his tiptoes.

“It’s about time.” Reggie whispered as he Luke and Julie peeked around the door and watched their friend.

“Luke,” He stood up straight and held out his hand.

Luke groaned and fished for his wallet in his pockets, handing him a $20 bill.

“Thank you.” Reggie said smugly, pocketing the cash.

Julie laughed and shook her head at her friends and they all made their way back to their respective instruments. Julie pulled out her phone.

Flynn: did he do it??

Julie: yup. reggie’s $20 richer

Flynn: about time!! took those fools long enough, geez

Julie: really tho

Alex walked back into the studio a blushing smiley mess and sat at his drums again, not saying a word despite his friends staring at him expectantly.

He scanned their faces from his seat behind his drums.

“From the top?”

———

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a/n: let it be known that reggie used that $20 to buy a fish and he named it Gil and he is the best fish dad ever

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last updated: 26 feb 2022

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