#i know this isnt everyones thing sorry if you were hoping for somethin else

[forlorn-crows]

Ooooooo Crow u wanna write about Mist milking Zeph's cute little tits soooooo bad

-Void

i hate you for ever suggesting that 1) zephyr has little titties and 2) they wreak havoc on the others by making them leak

what do you get when you put a strict top and a dom in the same room? you get a very soup-brained air ghoul who absolutely "hates" losing to daddy mist and her clever fingers

they/them zephyr (cock for their anatomy) and she/her intersex mist (cock/cunt for hers, though only the cock is mentioned here). good ole lactation kink w/a spicy side of Daddy mist ahead

If you asked Zephyr if they liked to be broken, taken down to studs, they'd vehemently deny it. Very few things—and very few ghouls—can ruffle their feathers and challenge that cool, unbothered facade that graces their features. If they’re ever submitting, it’s their idea, through and through. They swear it. 

Mist is the anomaly. 

Zephyr doesn’t know how she gets them to play (and lose) her little games. They’ll swear up and down they hate her dirty talk, her degradation, hate the way she can get their eyes to roll from just a little pinch to their nipples, hate how she makes their brain go fuzzy by simply grinding their cocks together. Somehow, she never fails to break them down to the barest of bones—and suck out the marrow while she’s at it. 

They hate it. You have to believe them. 

“You like being daddy’s little baby, don’t you?” Mist coos at them now, straddling their lap with them bullied straight-backed against the headboard. Tiny hands roaming all over their neck, their chest. Pressing and prodding at all the spots that somehow make them incapable of forming coherent thoughts. 

Zephyr makes some unintelligible protest, a pink blush blooming on their cheeks. 

“I think you do,” Mist answers for them. “You don’t have to pretend for me, hm?” She smooths her thumb across their lips, smirking when they part easily. “There you are, no need for scowling. Daddy’ll make it better.”

Her hands float back down to their tits, puffy and full and begging for attention. Mist had pulled them into her room when she noticed the twin spots on their t-shirt this morning, even through the black fabric. She had licked her fangs, giving them her signature predatory look that meant You’re mine.

Mist tweaks one of their nipples, sighing happily when a drop of fluid leaks out and drips onto their pants. She pinches the other, wringing a drop out of that one too. 

“Takes nothing to get you to leak, does it, little bird?” The water ghoulette cups their swollen chest with both hands, framing pert nipples between her thumb and pointer fingers. Squeezing against the build up of pressure just so, just until that sweet milk flows out and dribbles over her hands. 

“Mist,” Zephyr groans, wringing their hands into the sheets. “Lucifer, oh.”

She echoes their noise with an empathetic, slightly exaggerated one of her own. “So wet, baby. Just like a water ghoul,” she tuts. 

Their cock kicks in their pants traitorously. They try to shake their head, deny it somehow. But it’s futile under Mist’s nimble hands and her wicked tongue. 

“You are though, look at that.” She holds up a hand in front of their nose, wet with streaks of milk. Zephyr whimpers—curse the Dark One below, they fucking whimper—head lolling backwards like it’s just too heavy for their shoulders. A sure sign of their imminent defeat once again. 

Mist knows it too. Always knows when they reach the delicious point of no return. She surges forward, melting her body against theirs, looming over them with a gaze so piercing it could cut glass. Hungry. She rubs her nose along Zephyr’s, slow and teasing. Relishing in the fact she’s about to take away the last shreds of their control. 

“Want a taste, little bird?” she whispers, holding their chin and slipping her thumb between their lips. 

The roll of her hips that follows and the taste of themselves on their tongue is just the beginning of their demise. 

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[nowimyurdaisy]

Hi can I please have a request for Jeremiah x reader, thank you so much 🥰 your writing is great!!! And Amazing!!! Where you and Jeremiah swim in the pool in the day time where everyone can see. Your dating but no one really can tell. You two flirting and giggling, just having fun but then the girl, Gigi. I think her name is? She try’s to flirt with him, he declines saying he’s got a girlfriend not really paying attention to their reaction, instead just focusing on you. She looks over to you jealous, as Jeremiah brings you into a kiss. Just that the girls are jealous that Jeremiah is only looking at you. Thank you so much 🥰😍

warnings: language? make out sesh

a/n: sorry this took so long, i've been really busy painting my sister's room. enjoy this jere 🧸  fic. Also I tweaked it a little... Sorry 💛

Visiting Jeremiah at his job at the Club was one of your favorite things. Sure it was annoying seeing all those girls drooling over him, but it made you smile when he declined their flirtatious attempts, because you knew he was yours.

Today was one of those days. As soon as Jere saw you approaching the pool, he waved, and jumped down from his post, and ran over to you. "eager to see me? " you asked, wiggling your eyebrows. He chuckled lifting you in the air & spinning you around. You were wearing these big mirror sunglasses, and a dress covering your bikini.

"Hey, i'm still on my shift but when it's over, you and I are gonna have some fun" he said, poking you in the side, earning a giggle from you.

"Okay, ill be waiting " you said poking him right back in the side. "imma chat with steven at the snack bar" you said beginning to walk off.

When he responds, "you mean bug him at the snack bar?" and walks back to his post. You roll your eyes and head for Steven.

"if it isnt little mis y/n" Steven asks when you aproach.

"ha ha" you laugh half heartedly, "lemonade, Steven" you demqan more than ask.

"what's the magic word?" he asks, smiling, knowing that it bugs you.

"please" you sigh, steven raises an eyebrow, giving you 'and what else' look. "pretty please with a cherry on top" you say giving him your prettiest fake smile. And while the two of you were teasingly bickering with each other, Gigi was making her way over to your man in the pool.

"Hey, Jeremiah" Gigi swims over to Jeremiah.

"Hey Gigi" Jeremiah returns the smile.

"I didn't know you were working here this summer" Gigi starts flirting.

Jere ignores her statement, and blows his whistle "Billy no choking! all right?" you know he must have been talking to billy & carter, he complained about them on a daily basis.

"Jeremiah, aren't you gonna save me?" Gigi tries flirting again, capturing Jere's attention. At the sound of this you turn you head their direction, Jere surely knew she was flirting with him, right?

He gave her a smile, like he was contemplating her offer, with made your stomach swirl with jealousy. Steven notices your attention on the two, "She has been flirting with him ALL summer, surprised he hasn't gone for it yet, he's been ignoring her like she's a bag of fleas or somethin'" Steven chuckles. That comment didn't ease your stomach as well as you had hoped, you started walking back over to the pool, since Steven was being called away.

Neither of them saw you walking over, "so you got a girlfriend or something, Jere Bear? " Gigi asks Jeremiah, and god how you hated that she was calling him that.

"I do, actually" Jeremiah responded smiling at the thought of you, making him look over at you, noticing you were approaching.

"Oh what a shame" Gigi fake pouts, "we could have so SO much fun together." she smirks, biting her lip, looking up at him.

You swore your face turned red, angry & jealousy swirling in your stomach, gosh why is Gigi such a bitch you thought.

Jeremiah chuckled uncomfortably. "Uh, yeah." Jeremiah looked in your direction, seeing you walk over, he flashes a smile.

"well-" Gigi starts again, to flirt again.

At this point you were sick of it, "Hey Jeremiah" you exclaimed. You took Jeremiah by his lanyard, pulled him down and kissed him. You kissed him passionately, your jealousy fueling your passion. Your other hand is wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer, as you slipped your tongue slipped past his lips, down his throat. Jere slipped off his chair and wrapped his hand around your waist. The shock on his face was wearing off. You only broke apart for air. Gig coughed "ahem"

Your head swiveled around, your arm sliding down from his neck, to rest on his bicep. "Oh, I'm sorry, are we bothering you?" You asked with fake sympathy failing to withhold a smirk.

"i- I uh, so your the girlfriend huh?" Gigi chuckles nervously.

"Yes I am" you smile proudly. Planting a kiss on Jere's lips then one on his neck then his bicep. Leaving your boyfriend a blushing mess. Making sure she knew, actually everyone knew Jeremiah Fisher was yours, your man, your love.

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[queenxxxsupreme]

A Soft Heart, A Sweet Soul

A/N: Honestly couldn’t tell you where this came from. It started off as an idea of Kieran coming to Arthur and reader for advice on how to talk to Mary-Beth because I absolutely adore Kieran and Mary-Beth but then it ended up turning into some camp shenanigans and well.... this happened??? This takes place at Horseshoe Overlook.

Warnings: none, this is pure fluff and camp shenanigans

Word Count: 2.3k

Summary: Kieran comes to you and Arthur for dating advice. 

**gif isnt mine**

“What’re ya workin’ on?” 

You tore your eyes away from the article of clothing in your hands to watch Arthur. He pulled up a chair just across from you and took out a cigarette.

“Just patching up some clothes. A fella I know likes to go around gettin’ into bar fights and scraps with a whole bunch of wild animals. He’s too hard on his clothes.”

He grunted as he lit the cigarette and leaned back in his seat. 

“I ain’t that hard on clothes.”

“I have to patch somethin’ of yours every other day.” You teased, a grin coming to your lips. 

He swatted a hand playfully at you, shaking his head. 

“I don’t believe it.”

“What’s this from, Arthur?” You held the shirt you were currently working on up to show him the hole in the front of the shirt. 

“That one wasn’t even my fault.” Arthur paused for a moment to look around camp, searching for someone. His eyes landed on Charles, who was brushing down Taima at the hitching posts. “That man over there started a fight in Valentine! Didn’t ya, Charles?”

“Charles would do no such thing.” You looked over at Charles, who wore a faint grin but didn’t look in your direction. “You didn’t start that fight, did you?”

“I didn’t start it, but I did finish it.”

“See, Arthur? He’s too nice.”

“Nice my ass.” Arthur muttered with the cigarette between his lips. “Anyways, the fella I was fightin’ tried to stab me but he wasn’t too good with a knife. Only caught the shirt.”

“Alright, alright. I’ll let that one pass since you did a terrible job at blaming Charles for causing it.” You nodded softly, biting your bottom lip to try to hide a grin. 

“Them pants that you have over your lap have a busted out knee.”

“Yeah, I noticed when I was tryin’ to wash them. What did you do?”

“I, uh, I tripped.” Arthur tried to cough to hide what he was saying but just as he spoke Javier was passing by behind him. 

“You what?”

“Shut up, Javier. This don’t involve you.” Arthur waved Javier off but Javier wasn’t giving up so easily. 

“No, no, it does now.” He put one hand on the back of Arthur’s chair. “What happened, Arthur?”

Arthur grunted and pinched the bridge of his nose. 

“I tripped goin’ down a hill when I was out.” He shook his head, holding the cigarette between his index and middle finger. “The hills over there in the Grizzlies East are steep. Hosea had me out huntin’ and didn’t warn me that it was so steep. And the rocks were loose under my boots and it all happened so fast-,”

“Poor baby.” You frowned, trying your best to not laugh. Javier didn’t shy away from laughing at him though as he moved away from you, throwing his head back and holding his stomach. The other few people around you, including Charles, Karen, and Hosea, also laughed. 

“Yeah, yeah.” Arthur took a drag from the cigarette. “Laugh at me and my clumsiness.”

You reached over to pat his knee

A comfortable silence seemed to fall over camp. It was rare and peaceful. It was one of those evenings where little was happening. The sun was going down behind the trees and many of the lamps around camp were starting to be turned on. 

Arthur was home before dark for once, which you were thankful for. You rarely got to spend time with him before it was time for bed. It was nice to be able to sit with him, even if you had little chores to do while you sat there. 

“Thank you for doin’ that for me, pumpkin.” Arthur spoke, keeping his voice low so only you could hear him. He leaned forward in his chair, flicking his cigarette down onto the ground and then stepping on to it. Then he moved his chair a little closer to you so that if he wanted to, he could lean forward and kiss you.

“You’re very welcome, darlin’. You know it’s my pleasure.” You flashed him a smile. “I always love hearin’ all these stories about how you tear up your clothes on your adventures. It’s very amusing knowin’ you’re just like a giant clumsy toddler.”

“Are you gonna give me a hard time all night?” He raised a brow at you, a teasing glint flashing in his brilliant blue eyes.

“Oh, you know that’s my favorite thing to do.” You looked down at the shirt to watch where you were pushing the needle through. “If I didn’t give you a hard time, who else would?”

“There’s plenty of people to give me a hard time ‘round here.”

Movement out of the corner of his eye caught Arthur’s attention. He turned his head to see Kieran making his way towards you two. Arthur let out a small sigh and leaned back in his chair, a little irritated that the peaceful moment between you and him had been interrupted. 

“M’sorry to-to bother you, Mr. Morgan, Ms. Y/L/N. I-I just wanna talk to you for-for a minute, Arthur.” Kieran stopped a few feet away from your chairs.

“Me?” Arthur raised his brows, eyes widening slightly. “Why? You got somethin’ planned, O’Driscoll?”

“Arthur!” You scolded him, reaching over and smacking his arm. 

“Ow!”

“I-I’m sorry to bother y’all.” Kieran turned to walk away, shaking his head.

“Kieran, don’t let Arthur’s bad manners scare you away.” You glared at Arthur before bringing your attention to Kieran. “Is it something I could help you with?” 

Arthur ran a hand over his face, knowing very well you’d get after him later for his behavior. 

Kieran didn’t say anything at first. He nervously messed with his hands and looked off to the side. 

You followed his gaze, eyes landing on Mary-Beth. 

“I-I just…. M’not too sure how to, uh, to talk to her, is all.” He spoke quietly. He looked back to you. “I thought maybe since y’all seem like such a nice couple that you might have some good advice you could give. I just don’t-don’t wanna mess nothin’ up.”

“Oh, that’s sweet of you, Kieran.” You smiled, then gestured to the empty chair sitting across the table from you. “Have a seat with us.”

Arthur opened his mouthed to object but decided at the last minute to not say anything about Kieran joining you both at the table. 

“Just ‘cause we seem like a nice couple, don’t mean we are.” Arthur shook his head, motioning to you with his thumb. “She’s meaner than hell.”

“I’m the one sewing the holes you leave behind in your clothes, Mr. Morgan.” You reminded him, a little smirk tugging at the corners of your lips. “Once they’re patched up, I’ll sell your clothes in Valentine. Make a decent penny, and buy myself something nice.” 

“That’s a damn good idea.” Arthur chuckled, rubbing his scruffy jaw.

“Now shut up and listen so we can help the kid out.” You put the clothes in your lap on to the table so you could give Kieran your full attention. “Have you tried talking to her at all yet, Kieran?”

Just as Kieran was about to answer, Sean came over to the table. 

“Why do you lot look so dead? Swear there’s more life in a cemetery.”

Your eyes met Arthur’s and he let out a sigh, knowing he’d have to be the one to make the sacrifice and draw Sean away.

“Hey, Sean?” He stood to his feet. “Come with me a second, buddy.” 

“Sure thing, Arthur!”

“Have you tried talking to her, Kieran?” You repeated your question.

“Yeah, a little.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “But it seems…. It-It just don’t feel like it’s goin’ nowhere. It feels like I-Ikeep messin’ up. I just don’t know what to say and-and it’s hard talkin’ to pretty girls. I-I get all nervous and stumble all over my words.”

“Just remember that she’s a person too. It’s okay to be nervous and to mess up with your words. She’s a really sweet girl, Kieran. She won’t think anything of it as long as you’re nice.”

“You think so?”

You nodded your head.

“You should’ve seen Arthur when he and I first started talking.” Your eyes found Arthur. He’d taken Sean across camp and distracted him with something. “He’s not the big brute he likes to make everyone think he is. He’s a sweet man with a big heart. The first time he ever took me out somewhere, he spilt whiskey all over me.”

“Did he really?” Kieran chuckled. “And-And you still talked to him after that?”

“Of course I did. It was an accident. He’s never done anything to hurt me.” You brought your attention back to Kieran. “You’re a good kid, Kieran. All of us here can see that. I’m positive Mary-Beth can see it too.”

“I hope so.” Kieran turned his head to look in her direction. “She’s really nice, Y/N.”

“She is a sweet girl.” You agreed.

“Thank you for talkin’ with me, Y/N.”

“Anytime, Kieran.” You gave him a smile and watched him leave. 

You went back to working on Arthur’s clothes. A little while later, Arthur returned to his seat. 

“That kid needs an off button.” He muttered, glancing over to Sean. “How did talkin’ with Kieran go?”

“Good.” You looked up at Arthur through your lashes. “I told him about how you spilt whiskey on me that time you took me to that dusty old saloon in Montana.”

Arthur groaned.

“Now why would you do that?”

“Because it made him feel better about being so nervous around Mary-Beth.”

Arthur fell silent for a few moments, his eyes finding Kieran and Mary-Beth. The two were sitting near each other chatting quietly. You looked over your shoulder to see what he was looking at. 

“You think they’d be good together? You don’t think he’d….?”

“You’ve got to stop calling him an O’Driscoll, Arthur.” You looked at Arthur then back down to his clothes. “He’s one of us. He saved your life, you know.”

“I know.” Arthur let out a heavy breath. “Just…. Just don’t like it.”

“He’s not like them.” You finished the last stitch on the shirt and tied it off. “You can see it in his eyes, and in the way he interacts with everyone around here. He’s sweet. He just didn’t have the right start at life. Didn’t have the right people around him.”

“Sounds like you’re gettin’ soft on him.”

You rolled your eyes and threw the shirt at Arthur, hitting him in the face with it. 

“You can be such a horse’s ass sometimes, Arthur Morgan.” You stood up and started to move away from the table but Arthur’s hand caught your wrist. 

“I’m just teasin’ you, Y/N.” He put the shirt on the table and then tugged you over to stand between his knees. “Just don’t understand why you’re so keen on helpin’ him. You’re never this nice.”

“I am a very nice person.” You looked down at him, bringing your hands up to cup either side of his face. Your thumb brushed along his cheekbones. 

On his right cheek, there was a faint white line that cut just an inch or so beneath his eye. You focused on that for a few moments. 

“I know a fella that a lot of people think is hard and mean.” You whispered. “Many people wouldn’t think that he likes it when I brush my fingers through his hair at night. Or that when he can’t sleep, he likes to put his head in my lap and listen to me read.”

You were thankful that the sun had finally gone down all the way and that most of the gang was gathered around two of the fires on the other side of camp. They wouldn’t be able to interrupt or witness your moment with Arthur, who very rarely liked any sort of public displays of affection. The ones who did witness it were Mrs. Grimshaw, who had been doing her mother hen rounds to check and make sure everything was in line, and John, who was keeping patrol just outside of camp. Grimshaw pretended to not see anything as she kept walking, humming to herself with a cigarette between her fingers. John smiled a little. It made him happy that someone made Arthur so soft. 

“Who is this fella?” Arthur asked, his voice low and a little raspy. His eyes shut for a moment as you leaned forward to kiss his brow. He settled his hands around your hips, just holding you where you stood between his legs. “Might have to fight him.”

“Silly man.” You giggled softly, running your fingers back through his hair. “I’m a good judge of character, Arthur. Have a little faith in me.”

You started to step away from him. As your touch left him, his hand found yours and he stood up so he could pull you into his arms. 

“I have faith in you. It’s the O’Driscoll I don’t trust.” 

“I’m gonna start keeping count of every time you call him that and there’s gonna be consequences.” You squeezed Arthur’s fingers. 

“What kinda consequences?” A grin tugged at the corner of his lips. 

“Ones you won’t like.” You pulled your hand from his and looked around camp. 

Mary-Beth was sitting on her bedroll reading by a lamp. Kieran was brushing down his horse just outside of camp. 

“I’m not saying you have to be friends with him, Arthur.” You turned your attention to him as he stood from his chair. “Just stop callin’ him an O’Driscoll.”

He let out a rather exaggerated sigh and ran a hand over his face.

“If it makes you happy-,”

“It would make me very happy.” 

Arthur narrowed his eyes at you. You innocently smiled. 

“You drive me crazy, woman.” He put his arm around you and started to guide you towards your shared tent. 

“You know you wouldn’t want it any other way.”

“Of course not.” He kissed your cheek. “I like the crazy.”

“Did Charles really start that fight in Valentine?”

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[we8comic]

i was the anon who sent the eyeroll dream thing and genuinely actually do you have any feelings about like dream and by extension sapnap trying to assert themselves into pop off trio streams

because i’m not gonna lie as much as i love dream and sapnap and yeah the going dark thing was funny, they do have this problem where they show up and get confrontational about not being invited and when they do that shit and put everyone on the spot about “being left out” it’s very weird to me you should just accept they want to have a stream alone right..? i was wondering what you thought about that and whether you think they genuinely feel threatened about being left out

like let george hang out with his other friends maybe i doubt they’d do this if it was quackity and karl with anyone else or even just them alone

also i’m too much of a coward to discuss this on my own main idk if you know who this is but i have a feeling it’s smth you agree with and it’s veryyy nice to see someone calling sapnap and dream out for their occasional annoying and stream ruining behaviour

sorry this is so long!! you also totally don’t have to answer btw lmao i just notice the same frustration sometimes through your liveblogging whenever sapnap and dream crash a stream

anonymous: wait wait to add onto my last ask it was the biggest power move for karl to announce that the sex havers only consists of george karl and quackity and i really felt like that was a hint drop from him, i think jokingly adding that anyone else is “a friend of sex havers” was to lessen the impact but i still enjoy the fact that he asserted (and has been asserting) that their group when they’re together is an exclusive trio

i felt it that time he was like yeah well. we were the original sex havers groupchat and i feel like sapnap and dream kinda wriggled themselves into being included like i hope none of this sounds mean i just really want dream and sapnap to understand it’s okay to not be included in everything

oh MAN do i have feelings 😩 dream and sapnap are almost comically emasculated by any little thing that makes them feel inferior and that includes being excluded from things. and i personally feel they have no right to get angry about being left out and to then show up onto their streams to express that theyre upset in front of an audience of thousands. i say this because the other three ALWAYS mention that they dm'd them and invited them to the activity or otherwise said they had reason to believe dream or sapnap wouldnt be available (and even outside of that, theyre not required to tell the other about every single one of their plans lol)

i think getting confrontational about it on stream in the middle of planned activities is childish. take a look at bad for example, who also isnt a part of the trio but doesnt get confrontational about having been left out. the trio is full of lighthearted people, bad came into the call and they asked him if he wanted to join in the game they were playing and he did and that was it. compare that to dream or sapnap and when they join calls. theyre consistently immediately accusatory. the trio will take it in stride (cus again. an audience of over 100k is watching. its really not the time and place to whine and get mad about feeling left out, those are convos to have in private), theyll throw some facts like "we invited you" "you said you were busy" "we already had this planned for a while" etc., then theyll offer an invitation to join. this invitation is usually met w quite frankly STUPID debate about "well why wasnt i included in the first place" like dude. read the room, youre streamers for a living, talk about these things off stream like an adult. plus they literally already said you could join if you still wanted to, whats the problem, why drag it out for longer than it needs to be. it just stalls the stream and their plans and shifts the lighthearted tone into somethin a little more careful (however briefly it might be, it didnt need to happen)

i LOVE karl for saying that theyre their own group and joking that their attitude is why theyre friends of sex havers. it felt like a lighthearted way to lift the mood again and kinda say "hey, we do our own things sometimes, chill"

i cant speak for whether i think they genuinely feel threatened about being left out cus not only do i not know them personally, theyre also not ccs i focus energy on (thats for quackity and george 😌) i DO think that with all the times theyve brought it up when crashing the trio streams, they should really by this point have talked about it off screen. it feels almost like they use the audience as a safety net to avoid the consequence of intruding/being mean cus whoever theyre talking to has to keep a certain face and therefore cant say certain things (might even hazard a guess that off screen they probably still dont REALLY talk about it)

i dont blame them for wanting to be a part of things their friends are doing but i blame them for the way they express that. it makes the atmosphere tense by making it far too personal for something thats visible to a live public audience.

i know theyre around the same age, but the way dream an sapnap handle conflict on screen IS immature vs the way quackity and karl do. quackity and karl have been entertainers for A WHILE and understand how to stay entertaining and theyre far more aware of their audience and the overall mood and how to handle problems and conflict without things getting too tense. dream and sapnap (sapnap moreso) have a habit of being confrontational and not lightening the mood and instead continuing to be mad, making everyone else in the call responsible for the energy of the stream instead of them themselves dealing with the tenseness theyve caused. it makes things awkward and im always hoping itll end fast and that theyd please for the love of god talk about it off stream

thats worded a little dramatically cus its rarely ever THAT bad, but it would be SO much better if it just didnt happen yknow. if they understood that they dont have to be a part of everything their other friends do AND if they understood that getting mad on stream and stalling their plans and souring the vibe isnt the best way to handle it.

tl;dr: theyre their own group who do their own things and arent required to share their plans w the rest of their friends (and usually they dm in advance anyway asking if they wanna be a part of their plans). dream and sapnap feeling excluded isnt something they should get overly heated about on stream (its an immature way to bring up the issue especially without ever offering a solution). these are problems they should talk about off stream where the trio dont have to be so conscious about their audience and its perception. i love karl and quackity for emphasizing that theyre their own group with their own plans and joking that the way they act is WHY theyre not part of the group. i think they deal w it as well as they can and i think dream and sapnap need to learn just a little more spacial awareness and how to handle conflict

edit: quackity/karl/george should be fully able to have their own stream together without anyone else intruding. dream and sapnap arent their bosses, they dont need to run all their plans by them first. if they want to have streams with just their own established group, they should be able to have that.

#answered #time and time again it shows just how much more experience karl and quackity have w being in front of an audience #and handling things accordingly #and george's age shows cus hes so patient #and it helps that hes not one to take things too personal #and in comparison to dream and sapnap. george seems more constantly aware of the audience #dream and sapnap take things so personally which isnt an inherent problem but they just dont.. deal with it well #anyway! either way they can all handle it :] theyre all good friends #and im sure if shit got really bad theyd be adult enough to hash it out so it didnt get that bad again

[lu-undy]

Hc! Theres days where Spy's scars itch. Hes uncomfortable on battle because of this. It isnt an itch you can scratch away, not really, the scar tissue is dense and he can get to she skin underneath it. Snipers job is to observe, so he notices how Spy squirms under his suit trying to make that itch dissapear, but its in vain. Sniper approaches his morethanfriend to see whats the matter. Spy is reluctant at first but he opens up to Snipes. Later dat day Snipes rubs some sorta thing on the scars.🐑

Alright, here we go, I hope you’ll like it :D

The Frenchman sighed and mumbled something in French to himself. It was summer and the habit of wearing a suit was less practical now, especially when topped with a mask. He was sweating beneath his attire… 

Him and his teams were in the respawn room and the battle was about to start. As the Administrator delicately sung the countdown, he lit a cigarette to take his mind off of what was truly bothering him. 

"BEGIN!" 

The gates flashed open and he watched his colleagues pour out of the room and into the battlefield. Spy cloaked and exited the room soon after.  He ran unnoticed, passing his colleagues and soon breaching enemy lines. 

He saw the Engineer setting up and upgrading a sentry in the back. He seemed alone and thank God, the nuisance that the enemy Pyro was was nowhere to be seen around the short man. That was his chance. Spy disguised as the fire spreading specialist and put a hand in his inner pocket. 

"Hey Pyro, need some ammo, pardner?" 

Spy hissed and shook his shoulder. 

Ah merde, not now…!

"Pyro…?" 

Merde!

The Engineer realised something was fishy with the way that his friend was holding his flamethrower. He raised his wrench and struck. Spy's disguised vanished. 

Beep-beep! 

The sentry rotated and the Frenchman felt like a rabbit flashed by a car light moments before impact. He knew he was done for. 

Click. 

Respawn was never pleasant. Not only did it leave a bit of a weird feeling, like a bitter aftertaste of death that your body somehow clings onto, but it also rhymes with defeat. Die and retry, as they say. 

The Frenchman lit a new cigarette and puffed on it aggressively. He was frowning and clenching his jaw. His annoyance was written all over his body and face. 

"Y'alright, pal?" 

Scout had respawned and put a hand on his colleague's shoulder. Spy shot him a murderous glance and wiggled his shoulder away from his hand. 

"Jeez, alright…!" 

The young man made sure his scattergun was reloaded and left the spawn room. Spy waited to see the distance between himself and Scout was large enough that he could tolerate it, and then exited himself. 

Part of his job was not to bump anyone and that day, he made it a point to stand away from everyone, friends or foes. The heat tired him and his failure at sapping a lonely sentry, barely defended, made his mood bitter. 

-- Evening, at the base -- 

"Putain de merde…" 

[Bloddy hell…]

The Frenchman was alone in his room. He had just exited the shower, wearing only a white tanktop and his pyjama trousers. He was standing in his bathroom, facing his mirror, an empty small cream box in his hands. 

What had been bothering him the entire day was the itch. 

He was used to it now. Whenever it was too hot or he sweated, one of his scars, the one on his right shoulder, would trouble him. It was a deep burn mark and the skin had healed up but the new skin wasn't as good as the "normal" one. It looked more transparent and felt different to the touch. But the most annoying thing is that that patch of skin was unable to deal with heat properly. Not only did it hurt when exposed to the sun - the same way a fresh burn would, only less strongly - but it could not possibly sweat or rather, humidity would form underneath a very thin layer of skin. It itched but couldn't be scratched away. 

Spy had been used to it. Whenever it bothered him, he would get a bit of cream there, to hydrate it and cool it down. He tossed the empty cream pot to the bin and got a new one. He opened it and took some of it on his fingers. Raising his eyes, he looked at himself on the mirror. 

The burn mark was large. He could see it when facing the mirror and he knew it spread back on his shoulder blade. Spy was about to put the cream on it when a knock on the door cut him. 

"Go to hell." 

He answered loud enough for whoever was standing there to hear him. 

"Well, I'm standing at its door apparently!" 

The Frenchman recognised that voice and the slight accent. 

Fine… 

He thought. Part of him was annoyed at the interruption. But it was only part of him. He put the cream pot back on the sink and slipped his mask and a dressing gown on. The Frenchman went to the door and opened it. 

"Bushman, how may I help?" 

Obviously, Spy was being sarcastic. 

"I was goin' to ask you the same, now, d'you mind…?" 

The Frenchman rolled his eyes and let his colleague in. The Australian entered and removed his hat. 

"Am I interruptin' somethin'? Do you want me to give you a minute?" 

Sniper was hinting at the fact that the masked man was in his pyjamas quite early.

"Non. It is fine. Just tell me what you want, I have very little patience for games tonight." He coldly answered. 

"Roight, let's sit and have one of your cigs." 

Both men took a seat on the sofa and Spy lit two cigarettes. 

"So, are you going to finally tell me what is it you seek with me?" The Frenchman sounded impatient and mildly annoyed. 

"It's how you behaved today." 

Silence fell for an instant. One of those awkward ones. 

"What about it?" Spy feigned innocence though he very well knew what Sniper was getting at. 

"I've watched you and you didn't seem normal. Also, you didn't sap the sentries as nicely as you usually do. And you got caught a lot more."

"And?" The impatience and boiling rage were very clearly visible on the Frenchman's face.

"And I want to help." 

Spy's eyebrows jumped. He had expected Sniper to tell him that he had been very bad at his job and asking him why. But non. 

"You want… to help?" He repeated. 

"Yeah. What's wrong with you? I've seen you actin' awfully weird, shaking your shoulder every other second as if you had something on it. I'm guessing something's on yer mind." 

The Frenchman's lips pursed up to a faint smile. 

"And you are wrong. Nothing is on my mind. And yes, I have been spectacularly mediocre today. Thank you for noticing."

"Spy, you don't have to take it that way-"

"Oh but I am."

"Spy, look-"

"Are you done?" The Frenchman dryly cut him.

Sniper didn't want to leave. He knew how stubborn and hard-hearted his colleague could be. But he said he would help and he would. He didn't go away from the comfort of his van for nothing. If confronting the masked man didn't work, maybe something else would. 

Sniper raised his hand and about to put it on Spy's right shoulder but the Frenchman slithered away even before the Australian could touch him. 

"Hey… It's only me." 

Spy raised his eyes and saw his friend's earnest face. He sighed.

"Fine. Here is what has been bothering me. But Sniper, one word of this to anyone else and I will make sure it is your last." Spy raised a threatening index finger. 

Sniper smiled softly. 

"Y'know me. I don't talk." 

Spy nodded. It was the force of habit… He put a hand on his dressing gown and pulled it down from his shoulder, revealing the burn mark. 

"Oh, Christ…" 

"I stopped invoking his help a long time ago…" Spy sarcastically answered. 

"Did you see the Doc' for it? Does it hurt a lot?" 

"Medic knows about it but there isn't much him or anyone else can do. I just live with it."

"When did you get it?" 

"A long time ago. I'm used to it. It's just when the temperature gets a bit too high, it itches in an unbearable way. I can't scratch it away." 

"Is there anything you can do to make it itch less?"

"There is a cream that I put. It's not a miracle solution but it lessens the itch and the burning sensation. I was about to put some before you came in." 

"Oh sorry mate, go and do it, I don't want to bother you." 

"Give me an instant." 

The Frenchman disappeared to the bathroom and re-appeared soon after with the small cream jar in his hand. He put the cigarette between his lips and removed the dressing gown before sitting down. Sniper couldn't help but stare. Spy was lean, maybe even a bit slim. His fair skin was beautiful.

"I can help you if you want." 

Spy raised an eyebrow. 

"I mean, surely you can't reach the rest behind your back…?" 

"Why, thank you. I think I will manage." 

"Okay." 

Sniper watched as his friend spread the cream on his shoulder. He massaged slowly, avoiding the tanktop. He hissed now and then, while the Australian tried to imagine how it could feel, the pain, the itch. He also wanted to feel that odd-looking skin below his fingers. But it hurt him. As if Spy wasn't cold-hearted enough, his own body worked to make him more bitter… 

"Spy, you're clearly strugglin'..." 

"Non, I'm not!" The Frenchman was irritated. 

"Hey…?" 

Their eyes met. 

"Let me try." 

Sniper extended his hand and offered his palm. 

"Fine…" 

Spy put the cream pot on it. 

"Makes you very angry this itch, eh?" 

"You cannot imagine how annoying it is." 

"Turn yer back." 

Spy's eyebrow twitched. 

"Nothin' to fear, I'm not the backstabber here…!" 

The Frenchman rolled his eyes and turned. 

"Now, remove yer top." 

"Bushman?!"

"It's only her back! And it'll make it actually easier! Can't put the cream where your top is, now can I?" 

Spy grumbled but obliged and Sniper was now facing the Frenchman's back. It looked like a abstract canvas of scars. Bullet marks, burn marks, cuts… He couldn't see it but the masked man was ashamed. He knew his body was bruised, awfully so. But Sniper's body was too, albeit differently. The man had fought more animals than men so he had more bites and claw marks than bullets or knife cuts.

"Don't hold your shoulders up like that, breathe and relax." 

"Had I been behind your back, you would react the same way, Bushman."

"Fair, but I'm not you. I don't kill from people's back." He spread the cream on the Frenchman's shoulder blade, trying to not push his hand too hard. 

"Non, you shoot them for far away." 

"A kill as clean as yours." 

"Correct. But my job is high risk for a high reward. Yours is more… safe."

"What?! No it's not! Do you know how much I'm bullied by the other bastard of a Spook?!" 

Spy chuckled. 

"Does that mean I am a bastard too?" 

Sniper's eyes raised to Spy's back of his head. The Frenchman turned his head slightly, waiting for his friend to answer. Each second of silence weighed more than the previous one. 

"Nah, no, you're not." 

"What am I then? I, too, am a Spook." 

"Oh yeah you are, no doubt about that… Nah, you're a Spook, but uh… You're fine." 

"Fine?"

Sniper chuckled nervously. 

"Y-you know what I mean…" 

The Australian had covered all the scar with the cream now. He put the lid back on the pot and closed it. 

"Do I?" Spy insisted with a smirk. 

The Australian smiled. 

"Yeah you do. You aren't stupid." 

Sniper was facing Spy's naked back. The Frenchman's shoulders were relaxed and he appreciated the breath of his friend on it. It helped cooling it down. The Australian handed the cream back to the Frenchman, from behind. 

Spy took the cream and Sniper's eyebrows jumped when he realised that he had also grabbed his hand and pulled on it. 

"I wouldn't have opened my door to anyone else." Spy said.

"I… Thanks." 

The Frenchman pulled on his friend's hand more and he felt Sniper's weight shift on the sofa, closer. 

"Non, thank you. I know I can be in a particularly foul mood sometimes. And I make myself hard to approach. Yet you remain." 

Sniper smiled and laced his arm around his friend's torso and pulled him in closer. Spy closed his eyes went Sniper's hug hit inside him. The Australian was hugging him from behind, resting his chin on his left shoulder. 

"Y-yeah. I don't know, I just think that… I mean sometimes you're a bit angry or sad. But you just need someone to be there for ya." 

Spy melted in his friend's arms. He felt the Australian's fingers lace between his. 

"I might sometimes." 

"Nah, you do, really." 

"What makes you say that?" Spy asked. 

"I can't see your face but I'm sure you're…"

"I'm enjoying this more than I can say, oui."

Spy turned his head to look his friend in his eyes. Sniper's pupils were wide and his smile, dreamy. The Frenchman's smiled widened as he pushed his cheek against the Australian's. 

"You should shave those sideburns off."

"In yer dreams. Also, why should I do that?"

"They sting me even through my mask." 

"Remove it and it will sting not through it then!" 

Spy turned his head again to look at his friend. 

"Well, I had to try…!" Sniper said.

"What makes you think that it is just a try?" 

Sniper got confused but saw his friend's hand rise from his lap and his fingers settle around his neck, at the base of his balaclava. 

The Australian never forgot that night.

#tf2 spy #tf2 sniper #sniperspy #sniperxspy

[ua-monoma]

.10.14.

@v-shinsou

[freak is online]

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...

v-bestjeanist

oh, another one

v-shinsou

...

what the hell...

█►─═ ₭卂𝔦†ᵒù ═─◄█

So many of them now... there's hardly going to be any original people left haha...

I mean, ah...

Who are you?

v-shinsou

...

who are you?

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...

I hope you're not another character with a repetition shtick, that's going to get tiresome...

Kaitou.

v-shinsou

nice name...

what is this?

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A chatroom.

@v-moonfish

not like my repeating...?

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😒

@v-hawks

mmm...

v-moonfish

....

v-shinsou

im not that stupid... what exactly is this chatroom for?

v-moonfish

Kaitou is meanie

v-hawks

villainous bullllshit..

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I'm not being mean, tch. It gets aggravating... can't hold a conversation like that...

v-shinsou

fun.

v-hawks

but really it's turned into a madhouse...

v-shinsou

not surprising...

v-hawks

mhm. hahaha...

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A madhouse...

v-hawks

kaitou...

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... Yes?

v-moonfish

see! He repeats too!

v-hawks

i love you.

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Oh.

... I love you, too...

... Making this first impression of me a little embarrassing, though...ahaha...

v-hawks

it's not embarrassing.

why should they matter?

their opinion means nothing. they've hardly been here for 5 minutes.

v-shinsou

...

v-hawks

haha...

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I suppose you're right...

v-hawks

mmmhm..

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... bad habit... caring about, um, impressions... how people think of me... mm...

v-hawks

it is a bad habit... i understand.

█►─═ ₭卂𝔦†ᵒù ═─◄█

,,, sorry...

v-hawks

don't apologize...

no need to.

... anyways...

darlin... freak... gonna have to speak up again. i wanna know your name.

v-shinsou

dont call me that.

v-hawks

it's your name.

if you wanna be called somethin else, tell me what it is.

v-shinsou

...

shinsou hitoshi.

v-bestjeanist

Yeah. Literally what you signed in as.

v-hawks

ahh... interrupting...

shinsou...

familiar... hm.

v-shinsou

mhhm

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... Oh.

v-shinsou

what?

v-hawks

...?

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No, I just...

I know you. Know of you. Ahah... it, uh... gets shocking to witness, when it's someone I know...

v-hawks

ah...

v-shinsou

what are you going on about?

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Sorry.

I hate explaining this. It gives me a headache...

...

Have you ever met someone named Monoma Neito? Maybe...

Or maybe you haven't...

Have there been worlds where we haven't met... that'd be odd...

v-shinsou

... i guess i know of him

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Ah.

v-shinsou

what about him?

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You two aren't... friends...?

v-shinsou

good joke.

hell no

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...

Oh.

... Odd...

v-shinsou

what's so odd about that?

he's a hero student, why the hell would someone like me be allowed to breathe even in his general direction?

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We're good friends here... or, I like to think we are... or maybe more than that, maybe less...

A...h...?

v-shinsou

what are you talking about???

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We just had another like you recently, I wonder if you're popular in space time at the moment, that'd be nice...

I'm talking about alternate universes. All of them... slowly starting to merge together or tear each other apart or... something.

We don't know why.

But you've all started falling in...

v-shinsou

... are you fucking kidding me?

@v-todoroki

. . . .

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I'm not.

I know it's hard to believe...

... Todoroki-kun.

v-todoroki

Hello.

v-shinsou

todoroki???

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... You recognize his name, yes?

v-shinsou

... what is he doing here...

█►─═ ₭卂𝔦†ᵒù ═─◄█

He's like you.

v-shinsou

what is this???

█►─═ ₭卂𝔦†ᵒù ═─◄█

Haha...

v-todoroki

. ..

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I know it's insane... I promise you're not going out of your mind right now...

Not quite, anyway...

v-shinsou

like me??

...

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...

v-todoroki

We're both 'alternates'.

This is a different timeline than the one we came from.

█►─═ ₭卂𝔦†ᵒù ═─◄█

Yes... There are all sorts of ways to prove it... If you'd like...

v-shinsou

that sounds like it should be impossible

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Shinsou Hitoshi... he was in the General Studies class at UA... 1-C... specifically...

You have a brainwashing quirk...

v-shinsou

...

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Everyone thought you evil because of it.

v-shinsou

fuck off.

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It's okay...

It all happened to me, too, and that's why we're friends in this timeline...

v-todoroki

Neito...

v-shinsou

...

you're monoma neito?

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Everyone tried to push you away because of your quirk and what they thought it said about you, but you proved them wrong... you proved all of them wrong... you worked so hard an-

Ah.

I... was... I suppose.

Am. Yes.

v-shinsou

proved them wrong...

this is some fucked up nightmare...

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You just became a hero student here... you graduated into the hero course for the  next year...

.. I'm missing it... ah...

...

I... know it's strange...

v-shinsou

this isnt funny anymore

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I'm not joking...

v-shinsou

yeah and i ever actually had a chance at getting into the hero course

█►─═ ₭卂𝔦†ᵒù ═─◄█

You made it to the finals of the sports festival...!!!

And we fought together! We... You really were...

v-shinsou

stop fucking around

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We would train together and you and Eraser-sensei, he'd work with you too...

v-shinsou

if this isnt a nightmare... what the fuck do you want?

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I don't want anything...

I wasn't the one who... did this...

v-shinsou

then stop fucking with me

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I'm not...................... I'm trying to help you...

v-shinsou

lying to me about shit that couldn't ever happen isn't helping me

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I'm not lying.

[He drops a few screenshots to some old news articles depicting the festival 😔]

See, your name is right there... And they have pictures of you, too...

v-shinsou

...

fuck off.

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Shinsou-kun...

v-todoroki

Monoma-kun, you should leave this alone for now.

v-shinsou

this is a pretty fucking sick joke.

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But I...

v-hawks

he ain't lyin to you, doll, i'm the same.

i'm a hero here... number 2.

v-shinsou

don't call me that.

...

v-hawks

mm..

v-todoroki

Guys. You should leave it for now.

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I can prove it...

v-hawks

shouto, it's alright...

v-todoroki

It won't be if we continue to upset him. It needs to sink in.

v-shinsou

nothing needs to sink in

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...

But I want him to believe me...

v-hawks

stubborn...

v-todoroki

I know.

v-hawks

he will, kaitou...

give it time..

v-shinsou

fuck off

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I want us to be friends...

v-shinsou

im not going to suddenly just believe any of this shit

v-hawks

ain't even talkin to you, hitoshi.

alright, then go.

go have fun fuckin around and not believin us.

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No...

v-todoroki

. . .

v-hawks

do whatever the fuck you did before you got here and see where it takes you.

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Nononono....

v-hawks

cuz it ain't gonna be pleasant.

and we'll be here if you ever need some help.

v-shinsou

why the fuck should i believe you

v-hawks

don't.

go and find out yourself.

v-todoroki

We're the only ones who understand. We got stuck here just like you.

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He just needs proof, Shinsou-kun, I can prove it to you more, I can show you...

v-shinsou

shut up!

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Hold on....

...

v-hawks

ahh...

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... @nshin @nshin @nshin

v-shinsou

stop telling me all this! stop telling me that any version of me got to be a hero and i

stop lying to me

@n-shinsou

...?

v-hawks

he'll figure it out on his own, kaitou...

v-shinsou

what's that...

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Look, I'm not... not lying... nn...

v-shinsou

who the fuck is that...

v-hawks

kaitou...

calm down, love..

give it time...

v-shinsou

...

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I am calm...

v-hawks

good...

n-shinsou

...

v-shinsou

again, what is that

v-hawks

i think it's a version of you that's even more unfortunate than yourself...

v-shinsou

what the fuck is that supposed to mean

n-shinsou

😒  ...

v-hawks

it's a noumu.

v-shinsou

a noumu...

of me?

v-hawks

yeah.

n-shinsou

Me.?

v-hawks

you..

v-shinsou

is this the repetition shit that you were talking about earlier...

█►─═ ₭卂𝔦†ᵒù ═─◄█

Yes... it is...

v-shinsou

how did i...

█►─═ ₭卂𝔦†ᵒù ═─◄█

Some of the noumu can't talk very well, haha...

n-shinsou

😠 ...

n-hawks

...

n-shinsou

Talk. Well.

v-shinsou

...

this keeps getting worse and worse...

█►─═ ₭卂𝔦†ᵒù ═─◄█

It's okay... You're here now and we found you and we can take care of you...

v-shinsou

what the hell does that mean?

v-todoroki

This is stupid.

█►─═ ₭卂𝔦†ᵒù ═─◄█

,,,...

v-shinsou

thanks for the added commentary...

n-shinsou

What. Means. Found.?

v-shinsou

huh...

n-shinsou

Means. Take.

... 😠

🇦🇸🇰 ?

v-shinsou

... what does found mean?

n-shinsou

It means he wants to collect you. I think.

v-todoroki

That's not what he's saying.

v-shinsou

... huh

v-todoroki

He wants to help you.

v-shinsou

help me... sure

v-moonfish

collect...like Dabi with the Hawksies....

v-shinsou

because that's what he was doing just now...

█►─═ ₭卂𝔦†ᵒù ═─◄█

Neither of you have to speak for me... I'm capable of speaking for myself...

n-hawks

...

v-todoroki

Right, I'm sorry.

n-shinsou

🙄

█►─═ ₭卂𝔦†ᵒù ═─◄█

I didn't mean to make things worse for you, Shinsou-kun...

v-shinsou

if you're capable of speaking for yourself, then tell me what the fuck you meant

yeah, you're doing a really great job at that...

█►─═ ₭卂𝔦†ᵒù ═─◄█

I just meant... I meant what I said... I'm just glad you're here, that's all...

v-shinsou

why the hell should you be glad?

█►─═ ₭卂𝔦†ᵒù ═─◄█ ...

I... I don't... know... I'm sorry...

We're just friends here, I thought we could be friends... I thought it was the same...

v-hawks

he gets lonely.

█►─═ ₭卂𝔦†ᵒù ═─◄█

...

v-shinsou

youre making it harder to believe you

v-hawks

and he's attached to the people he knew before...

█►─═ ₭卂𝔦†ᵒù ═─◄█

I can stop. Sorry. I'll just go, I'll stop...

v-hawks

kaitou...

is a new recruit, haha...

taken right out of the hero course...

█►─═ ₭卂𝔦†ᵒù ═─◄█

...

v-shinsou

yeah... sure...

v-hawks

mhm..

█►─═ ₭卂𝔦†ᵒù ═─◄█

Terrible first impression... and you're making it worse...

Stop telling him about me...

v-hawks

like i said.. if you don't want to believe us you're welcome to leave and see how much has or hasn't changed.

v-shinsou

how the hell am i supposed to do that? sneak into ua?

v-hawks

no.

just live.

watch the news sometimes. hear things from people on the street.

see things on the screens in the city.

look around.

you don't have to go anywhere.

v-shinsou

...

v-hawks

keep a low profile, though.

people know about the alternates.

if they know a villain version of a hero course student is around and you're wandering around disguised as him they'll catch you.

unless you wanna fuck things up, god knows i didn't do shit to protect myself when i got here.

v-shinsou

whatever...

█►─═ ₭卂𝔦†ᵒù ═─◄█

... haha...

v-shinsou

[freak is offline]

█►─═ ₭卂𝔦†ᵒù ═─◄█

...

n-shinsou

🙄

n-hawks

...

#monoma.log #captivity.arc #v shinsou #v hawks #n shinsou #v todoroki #moonfish

[tumblunni]

...i have never been less hype and i hate it

i feel really guilty for not being happy when i mean these games are very pretty and all but all of it just seems to not be grabbing my happy when i got myself SO HYPED for the unlikelihood of something better

like man COME ON

come on man

TWELVE YEARS

almost 13!

sinnoh was fuckin due for a remake back when sun and moon got announced

ive been getting hype and dissappointed at every single goddamn announcement nintendo’s ever made for the last 4 years or so and it never happens and yet they keep teasing it why are there so many official tweets teasing sinnoh if its not fuckin happening im starting to lose hope that it will happen EVER

twelve. fucking. years.

like man we’re almost due for a goddamn unova remake by now!

like man fucking kanto got TWO REMAKES already

like man SINNOH IS THE REGION THAT MOST ACTUALLY NEEDS A REMAKE

its not just im nostalgic its that i want desperately for the generation i love to get any goddamn recognition at all. fuckin gold and silver were already beloved as the best generation even before their remake. ruby and sapphire got some unfair hate for the no transfer between games thing but that died immediately after the first remake happened. neither of them were in this unique situation where they were fuckin DEAD ON ARRIVAL and waiting TWELVE YEARS for resuscitation!

sinnoh failed ENTIRELY not on its lack of appeal as a generation but because of goddamn CONSOLE LIMITATIONS

it was slow, it was buggy, it had buddy green brown palettes, the wifi didnt work. all problems with it being an experimental first ds game by the company. it was fuckin HATED as the WORST GENERATION for so many years and it wasnt its goddamn fault and like seriously its only even become TOLERATED again because of this ‘sinnoh confirmed’ meme that NINTENDO FUCKIN REFERENCES AS IF THEYRE GONNA ACTUALLY DO IT ANY TIME IN THE NEXT DAMN DECADE

fuck i was more hyped for lets go than i am for this. like a second kanto remake was the thing i hated the most but at least it seemed original enough with the goofy new minigame for catching and loads of nice reveals like the return of following pokemon and stuff. this trailer didnt really say anything except hey its a new region hey the starters look generic as fuck. nothing to mitigate the dissappointment

and i feel AWFUL cos i know rationally that this is a great pretty game and nothing about it is actually bad yet and my only complaint is that i only like one out of three starters when i felt the same way about sinnoh itself. its just that feeling ‘meh its probably okay’ isnt what i hoped for. i hoped even if it wasnt what i wanted itd be something else equally as hype? just ‘meh’ has turned into ‘oh god no’ cos man ive been up for 48 hours getting hype for this shit why the fuck am i unable to not get hype even though i KNOW every goddamn time its a dissappointment and it has been for years and it will continue to be every goddamn time

like the highlight of the video was ‘oh an underground area maybe at least theyll bring back the sinnoh underground minigame in another country’

also.. uhh.. bags? i like the protagonist designs a lot and im happy to have the hiker bags cos srsly if i was in pokemon world i would absolutely want to go 100% ham in all ways possible AS YOU CAN SEE BY HOW I CONSTANTLY GET MYSELF TOO HYPED AND ALWAYS DISSAPPOINT MYSELF

and GOD i know im being predictable and i know that probably when i let the grumpiness wear off and get a few hours of sleep i’ll rewatch this and actually be able to notice all the lil details and get properly hype about things and probably by then we’ll know what country its meant to be based on and more info and stuff. like LOL i almost had a heart attack when there was some generally industrial looking stuff and a big ben esque clock tower like im sorry no i REALLY dont want poke-britain even though im british. its like the most cliche generic idea for a region and following on from a great region that gave representation to a nation historically mistreated by britain and america im kinda like hey can we not. like britain region was everyone’s immediate idea for the next ‘white region’ after unova happened and i was still dissappointed that we got france after that and pleasantly surprised that theyd even THINK of doing a non-white western country like hawaii! and it was really great and had loads of stuff based on hawaiian culture and even taught you some hawaiian words and local foods and stuff!! i dont wanna learn about my own country through the sanitized false ‘child friendly’ idea of us being all knights and stuff AS IF IT WAS A GOOD THING. So yeah im not sure what other european country this might be, the outfits make me say possibly holland? but im just real glad that someone other than britain gets to be ‘sword and shield’ and the only british representation we get is thematic elements being used for the design of team plasma’s uniforms. yes thank you we were fuckin colonialist pigs please never glorify our military ever again in any fiction. please never put a sword anywhere near fiction britain unless youre ready to talk about how many indigenous cultures we slaughtered. SORRY IM KINDA GOING OFF ON ONE!! im not like ‘never put my country in pokemon ever’ but if theres any form of specifically HISTORICAL CONTENT in the pokemon version then HOO BOY it would need to be handled carefully and the name sword and shield does not bode well for that so FUCK YES please be holland, please be the other place that has a lot of picturesque farm scenery and also better hiking and also literally everything. it cant be britain cos if it was britain we’d definately have a fuckin sheep or somethin for a starter. srsly tho i am very confused by the big ben looking place, am i just bad at geography and dont know about a similar clock tower in holland that is also associated with red brick industrial buildings and mines? i hope so! either that or maybe its like a combination region of multiple european countries? but thatd be weird since france got to be its own thing. tho honestly i would like it if britain got COMPLETELY ignored except to be one single town that contains the underground minigame, lol

please be holland i love you holland please save me from my rambling awful post WHY THE FUCK am i getting so bad at recognising geography oh yeh cos i havent slept in ages

i love the big bags and the rabbit starter is something ive wanted since i was a lil kid. those are two positives. holland is a third. and its super pretty. okay. i can see all the positive things individually but still somehow my net reaction is a meh because i got too hyped for the wrong thing and also kinda got jumpscared by almost maybe britain I AM SO GLAD IT IS NOT

theory: pokemon world is so idealized and wonderful and beyond us in technology and equality and etc because britain never existed in this universe.

holland stabbed it with a sword

the end

#pokemon spoilers #im so tired nintendo #nintendoooo

[reddie-set-go]

im sorry ur night isnt going well hun!!! write me some cute reddie hc to take ur mind off it??? i'd love somethin nice to wake up to

omg you’re a sweetheart :’) thank you so much

REDDIE WEDDING HC (I’ve been wanting to write this forever)  

- Eddie wears a white tux and a yellow bowtie, his hair is slicked back with gel and he lets beverly put foundation and mascara on him and he looks fantastic

-Richie wears a black suit with an ivory tie and lets his insanely long, curly hair fly free

- Rich wanted Beverly to do his makeup but she can’t bring herself to cover up his perfect skin and freckles so she just puts mascara on him and he loves it

- They get married at a country club, their wedding colors are yellow and ivory

- Mike got ordained solely to marry them

-  Stan and Beverly are Richie’s best men and bev wears a little tux with a yellow flower she’s adorable

- Ben and Bill are Eddie’s best men

- Georgie is the ring bearer even though he’s way too old (he doesn’t even care he wanted to be a part of the wedding party and Richie cannot say no to him)

- (he looks fucking cute in a tux okay)

- Eddie’s mom sobs loudly through the whole ceremony (happy or sad tears? who knows)

- On the video you can see the losers all looking at each other when she lets out an especially loud cry

- Every time she does it Richie looks into the camera like he’s on the office

- Honestly Stan cries quietly through the whole thing too and in you can see him holding back tears in most of the photos

- Richie’s parents show up on time and keep their shit together, neither of them drink at the reception and they’re on their best behavior

- This alone makes Richie so emotional

- Eddie damn near drops Richie’s ring but catches it with his shaky hands and Richie can tell he’s panicking so he whispers “relax. I got you” in eddie’s ear before helping him hold his hand steady to slip the ring on

- When mike says “you may now kiss the groom” Richie goes WAY overboard with the kiss and dips eddie and everything

- The losers’ club whistles and claps and stan just,, stan just cries

- When they finally stop Eddie’s all blushy and fixing his hair

- Richie carries eddie bridal style out of the ceremony

- They take group photos and they’re so cheesy!

- Richie surprises Eddie by getting onstage at the reception andsinging “never gonna give you up” with the band and serenades him

- Richie is quite the little performer bc he used to be in a band

- he’sactually a great singer and struts around, throws his hair around and stuff

- He’s such a good singer that everyone (mostlybev) convinces him to get back up on stage

- he sings come on eileen and take on me and Africa and other songs the losers loved when they were kids

- Eddie is trying really, really hard not to cry because that’s his husband up there

- ben and bev slow dance and the photographer catches Beverly laying her head on ben’s chest and ben staring at her like she’s everything

- he also gets a picture of mike and his wife cindy touching foreheads and smiling at each other while dancing

- he also gets a picture of bill and stan feeding each other the cherries from their drinks 

- They all dance to the classic 80s songs even though it’s like 1997 (but there is no shortage of 90s music)

- They go hard as hell to bohemian rhapsody and wannabe and anything by beyonce

- Rich & eds steal a moment to stand together in the corner and watch everyone they love enjoying themselves and wow, this is happening, they’re really married

- Richie dances with Mrs. Kaspbrak and she tells him she trusts him with her son and they both start crying and it’s really cute

- Eddie dances with Mrs. Tozier and she tells him she appreciates him and his friends being there for her son all those years and goddamn it’s so emotional

- Everyone has a great time and they all get shitfaced because open bar

- After everyone else goes home the losers (plus cindy, she’s a loser now too) walk to the barrens like 15 minutes down the road

- they pass around a joint and they laugh and reminisce and it’s just like old times

- by now it’s like 3 a.m. but they have to go to their favorite 24 hour diner because munchies

- they look ridiculous, the 8 of them dressed up all formally but they’re drunk and high and happy as can be at a shitty diner at 3 a.m.

- the rest of the losers catch taxis home & richie and eddie head back to their apartment

- they hold hands and smile at each other the whole way. eddie’s hair is a mess and Richie’s is sticking out everywhere but all either of them can think is “damn he’s beautiful”

- as soon as they step in the door they cant keep their hands off of each other and their wedding night goes very, very well to keep it PG

- right before they fall asleep, Richie with his head on eddie’s chest and their legs tangled together, they share a sweet kiss and Richie mumbles “love you hubby”

- “I love you too Richie kaspbrak-tozier”

WOW I WENT OVERBOARD LMAO hope you enjoy this fuckin NOVEL

[taciteaneremite]

-- taciteanEremite [TE] began messaging estrapadingTrueblue [ET] at 21:37 --

TE: Hey, Joel.

ET: What. Oh.

ET: Sup dude.

ET: Just got back.

TE: That's alright... Uh...

TE: I just have somethin' I need to tell you.

ET: Okay. Everything good?

ET: Havent seen from yall in a few weeks.

TE: Yeah... We're ok.

TE: We're just out on another job.

TE: I'm... uh...

TE: Not really sure how to tell you this, though. I thought I knew but I think I was bein' naive.

TE: So, I'll just say I went and done somethin' pretty spontaneous.

TE: ... A big somethin'.

TE: Me and Little got married.

TE: No big weddin' or nothin'... It was just the two of us.

ET: Spontaneous is one way to put it lol.

ET: Seems like something you would want to make a big deal out of.

ET: Or...

ET: ...

ET: Unless youre being serious for some reason.

TE: You know I wouldn't joke about that sorta thing...

ET: I dunno maybe you would?

TE: Well, I'm not...

ET: Why are you telling me now? Wheres like.

ET: Literally everybody else?

TE: It only just happened... So I'm only just tellin' people now.

TE: I wanted you to be one of the first people to know.

TE: ... But I know I shoulda said something before instead of after the fact.

ET: Its your choice dude. Your life.

ET: Therefore. Its cool.

TE: Is it?

ET: Its gotta be I reckon.

TE: So, it's not.

ET: You tell dads yet.

TE: No... Not yet.

ET: You ought to.

TE: I know... Reckon I'll message them next if I can get ahold of them.

ET: Shouldnt be hard. Theyre always around.

ET: Just a matter of doing it.

TE: ... Yeah.

TE: Joel, if you're upset with me, can you just tell me?

ET: Dunno dude. Thats a p important thing to relay.

ET: Ill have to think on it.

TE: Please don't be like that...

TE: We weren't tryin' to exclude anybody.

ET: But you did and it sucks.

ET: Sorry.

ET: This is stupid.

TE: No... I'm sorry.

ET: Its done C. Youre married now.

ET: Why tf you gonna be sorry enough to go back on that.

ET: Cant and you wont.

ET: Nobodys gonna ask you to jesus christ. Especially not me.

TE: I'm not apologizin' for that.

TE: I'm apologizin' for not considerin' how other people might wanna be included in that.

TE: I still would've wanted to do it the way we did... But I should've let people know.

ET: What else is gonna be done dude.

ET: Now. We just live with it.

TE: Yeah, except you're gonna keep bein' pissed cuz you'd rather be angry than admit you're hurt.

TE: You don't have to "just live with" that, you know.

TE: And I'm

TE: I watch you do this all the time and I'm just so terrified you're gonna push me away completely cuz I made a mistake and you don't wanna talk about it.

ET: Honestly whats the point. Actin like this shit wasnt a long time coming.

ET: You know I wouldnta done it to you right? But what the fresh hell am I talkin about.

ET: Maybe it was just a matter of waiting for the right foothold to come out and straight up say it. You dont got room for any of my bullshit. And I dont blame you.

ET: So Ill just do you a favor and give you your space man. Lord knows you need it.

TE: I

TE: I don't understand.

ET: Nothing else has got to be going through your goddamn mind Colt.

ET: You want your discretion? And you got it. Im not about to bug about it.

ET: You dont get to give me shit when I ask for mine.

TE: It's not about discretion... Yeah, we wanted privacy but it ain't a matter of keepin' anybody out.

TE: I know it's important to people and I appreciate that. I do care about that... And I'm sorry my decision makes you feel like I don't want you to be a part of my life or somethin'...

TE: But I do want you in my life. Of course I do. I'm tellin' you right now.

TE: And if I act ways that seem otherwise it's not intentional and I just wanna make up for it.

ET: Well tough luck bro. I aint here to give you that answer.

ET: But Im sure everyone else or like. Literally anybody else who isnt me might.

ET: Cuz I as far as Im concerned I might as well be anybody else.

TE: Joel... Please don't say that...

ET: I reiterate. This is really stupid and I dont know what you hoped to accomplish.

TE: ... You know what? You keep actin' like I'm the one who shut you out but you won't even try to listen to me.

TE: I'm trying to fix this.

TE: I guess it is stupid to think you'd wanna fix it too.

TE: I'm not tired of your "bullshit," Joel. There's never gonna be a time where I won't come running if you need me. There's nothing you can do that will make me stop loving you.

TE: But I'm just a person too. And I mess up. I don't think it's fair you get to assume you did something to make me wanna push you out of my business, while completely closing yourself off to any attempt at me trying to validate your feelings.

TE: So you can keep acting like I irreparably fucked up and that I don't get to care about how you're feeling, but it won't change the fact you're just running away from it.

TE: It doesn't help either of us.

TE: So I dunno what you're trying to accomplish either.

ET: Guess were done here then.

TE: I guess so.

ET: Lemme know if anything else comes up. Ill be around.

TE: Fine.

-- estrapadingTrueblue [ET] stopped messaging taciteanEremite [TE] at 00:45 --

#estrapadingtrueblue #in which colt isn't sure what he expected either #time skip log

[voidwizerd-archive]

[[ “What the hell is a Kankri?” Wiz Lalonde, prior to realizing a Mista k e

part one of Wiz/Kankri logs from yesterday and today ]]

valorousimperial Mm........ I don't understand.

wiz-texts um im sorry i think u have th wrong account who r u??? u seem confused bout somethin i hope u get in contact w th person ur tryin to reach they prolly got th answers ur lookin fr

valorousimperial I don't think anyone has the answers I'm looking for. They died with your memory of me. Enjoy that unmarked body.

wiz-texts wait. what??? im sorry i dont kno who u r also i havent posted *nothin* bout an unmarked body how th fuck do u kno bout that????

valorousimperial Well, up to last light, we WERE quadranted. I've seen you naked a few times.

wiz-texts okay..... that is bullshit, n u r confused. i may have bad memory but not *that* bad

valorousimperial Wiz Lalonde you cannot possibly have forgotten the stipulations of the deal you made.

valorousimperial ...I'm Kankri.

wiz-texts ...i forgot you i. how could i have im so sorry i dont understand whats happenin

valorousimperial Makes two of us.

wiz-texts im so sorry no that. that prolly dont mean shit. fuck.

valorousimperial ... Not really. No.

wiz-texts Lilac n Red are tellin me not to run away, n i wont, but this is your home im in, apparently

valorousimperial A couple of nights ago, it was your home, too.

wiz-texts i wont stay here if you dont want me to. after what i jus did... fuck, i wouldnt blame you one second for tellin me to leave

wiz-texts ...it still feels like it is

wiz-texts i, im sorry. ill keep my thoughts to myself do.... do you want me to go?

valorousimperial No I'm glad this is still your home

valorousimperial Everyone keeps telling me this will... Get better. I don't know how. But it won't happen if I make you leave.

wiz-texts theyre tellin me that too i dont see how

wiz-texts im so sorry. im so sorry for hurtin you. im so sorry for all of this i wish i could give you th answers and i wish i could make everythin better im sorry

valorousimperial It hurts

[[ Hours In The Future, But Not Many... ]]

valorousimperial Anyway, I thought you should know that those are my teeth.

wiz-texts *fuck* im im sorry i kept holdin it because it felt nice should i not..?????? im sorry

valorousimperial No it

valorousimperial Actually Really comforts me to hear that You did that before. When you were stressed.

wiz-texts i did...? it does feel nice. anchorin but what i did, i shouldnt......

valorousimperial It's fine.

wiz-texts doesnt seem that way fuck, i. am i supposed to talk to you? not talk to you???? i dont know

wiz-texts i dont want to keep hurtin you more than i have...

valorousimperial I I don't know what's fine and not fine

valorousimperial I know I'm selfish and awful and if there's one scar left on you and I made it, if you keep holding it because it makes you feel better, if you don't recoil from it just for existing, then Then they can't have taken everything about me from you.

wiz-texts i..... i think i like it, actually

valorousimperial ??

wiz-texts i like how it looks, n feels. it's got these sorta... ridges?? th dents from th teeth are fun to trace my fingers over is..... is that okay for me to say??? is *any* of this okay gosh i dunno....

valorousimperial Yes.

wiz-texts yes??

valorousimperial I think a lot of things aren't okay. But this is. This is This is them failing. This is them not taking us away from each other. This is good.

valorousimperial I guess that we have to meet one another again.

valorousimperial [[ oh shit it’s dat beautiful boi.jpg aka mun sent an actual picture but i’m being a dork ]] This is me, I'm a troll. Which you had probably figured out.

wiz-texts yea no offense but im in your palace, id be a little concerned if you werent a troll ha youre..... youre really pretty n i have a confession, ive already seen this picture

valorousimperial This is the whole picture!! And it's not tiny!! I like to think that I'm pretty, I'm glad you do, too.

wiz-texts because i went through all the tags and message history like..... five or six times already nothin came back. im sorry

valorousimperial ... Oh, I Didn't figure it would But I'm glad you tried.

wiz-texts i wanted to try. wanted to see if i could feel..... *somethin* like memory

valorousimperial I assume there's not even a sense of deja vu.

wiz-texts it feels different. ive forgotten a lot of things n those are all fuzzy, its like..... like my brain is swamped in a fog

wiz-texts this, though, it dont feel fuzzy it feels like its just been..... scooped right outta my brain. cant remember what isnt there anymore, right

valorousimperial Right I don't begrudge you that. I begrudge you WHY it's gone. But not that it is.

wiz-texts there is some kinda feelin but i dont know if thats because of my guilt or nah. great mystery right there.....

wiz-texts not deja vu. somethin else

valorousimperial ?

wiz-texts like..... shucks, i dunno how to word it

wiz-texts .....

wiz-texts heck

valorousimperial The best you can do works for me.

wiz-texts i. i dont know, i.... feel like maybe its out of line?? too soon???? im just... lookin at things and thinkin n searchin until things go blurry

valorousimperial It's never too soon for you to take comfort in things. You and I, We'll just Play it by ear, right? And maybe things can work again. Do you maybe want to play a questions game?

wiz-texts i aint.... exactly takin comfort in it i dont think???

valorousimperial ?

wiz-texts it. mm. th thing i keep feelin goin through th tags ......because im a stubborn fuck n starin at everythin for. i think this is my fourteenth time through th whole thing

wiz-texts it aint deja vu but its like......... somethin of me *does* know you???? not a memory but. somethin .........

valorousimperial Well This is the part where you intimately relearn my penchant for dirty jokes, I guess But I bet I can guess what part of you remembers me...

wiz-texts ....you actually got me to laugh there sounded more like this wheezin sorta thing but thats what it was

valorousimperial Pfft.

wiz-texts but no its like... ppl talk bout butterflies in their stomachs, when they like someone, right???? its like that i guess

valorousimperial !!!!

wiz-texts except its more in my chest n it feels like..... a knot??? a knot gettin pulled tighter n tighter n then i get overwhelmed n i cry but i dont. know if thats good or bad it feels good AND bad if that makes any sense i dunno....... i dunno

valorousimperial Less !!!! Butt still at least !

wiz-texts why????

valorousimperial I just I want you to feel things about me.

wiz-texts i do too i want to feel *all* th things bout you, i want to feel everythin i did before n like add a whole bunch more on top to. to make up for this if you want me to if you dont thats... thats okay. rly its your decision

valorousimperial I don't know

valorousimperial I'm

wiz-texts .....obviously i already made mine. ha....

valorousimperial I'm really fucked up about this.

wiz-texts i know. im sorry i shouldnt have said that

valorousimperial ...yes. You did make your decision. But you had to have had a reason. Because all this... Getting rid of the hated scars, and leaving mine behind The fluttering and the tightness in you when you look at who we were together

wiz-texts im blurtin out everythin that comes into my head, ill....... ill stop. i shouldnt be doin this to you. i shouldnt its gotta be hurtin you n i dont want that

valorousimperial WANTING to have what we did again You clearly don't hate me, or my memory. So you You had to have had a reason.

wiz-texts ..... yea but i... i cant begin to understand it. i remember how much i hated th scars but...... it doesnt make sense. ive been tryin all night n it doesnt make sense

valorousimperial ?

valorousimperial All night? Like, all of all night? Did you get a nap? Did you focus on something else?

wiz-texts not...... really......

valorousimperial !! Are you very tired?

wiz-texts dunno? dunno ???????? um

valorousimperial You used to get really very exhausted Easily.

wiz-texts i have been picked up by a judgin troll lady

valorousimperial ?????

wiz-texts Lilac keeps. voodooin ppl in here i kinda barricaded th door n hid away for a little so i could think

valorousimperial He's a good clown.

wiz-texts um. it seems that was a while ago. breakfast time????? what time is it now i dont think im exhausted but its hard to tell so. oh well

valorousimperial You haven't eaten AT ALL? Oh, Wiz, no No, don't do that.

wiz-texts i forgot. didnt feel hungry or much of anything else tbh scold Keeune too he's been awake since his shift last light wtf

valorousimperial Keeune is attached to you and doing much what I would if I found out you were mysteriously sick.

wiz-texts im not? sick?????

valorousimperial In a way.

wiz-texts ....oh

wiz-texts um

wiz-texts you should go to sleep. i wouldnt wanna keep you when your moirail is waitin

valorousimperial No, I'm okay.

wiz-texts mm......

valorousimperial Let's play the questions game. What's your favorite color?

valorousimperial Oh, I didn't see his post

wiz-texts ha. yea thats what i meant

valorousimperial He's so drowsy. He'll fall asleep any minute.

wiz-texts u should go to him though!!

valorousimperial I'm with him.

wiz-texts then like.... go to sleep???

wiz-texts [[ wiz, internally: give attention to your real quad..... ]]

valorousimperial What’s your favorite color?

#[[ in which things are on fire but less on fire than i expected ]] #[[ phew ]] #logs #valorousimperial #the wiz drama

[transient-tutor]

DEREK: -is jake hanging out in the infirmary right now? because the dad-in-law is stopping by. it's not unusual, he's been coming and going the past few days to see dirk but tonight he's here for jake. he knocks on the door to get his attention before just letting himself in.- Yo Jake.

JAKE: -MOST DEFINITELY HANGING OUT IN THE INFIRMARY. Jake is taking an uneasy doze in one of the visitor cots a small distance aways from the comatose patient room. Jake didn't want to be a cumbersome presence to any medical staff that might come in and check on Dirk's vitals from time to time. Plus, just sitting in there was making him incredibly sad.- 

JAKE: -At the sound of Derek's voice, Jake lifts his head up to squint. Feeling for his glasses and starting to roll to sit. Abeit with difficulty. The weariness wouldn't shake off his bones.- Derek? 

JAKE: Youre here? -blinks and sets gaze on his father-in-law, worried all over again.- Something the matter? Is it dirk?

DEREK: -ambles over, shaking his head and waving a bandaged hand in dismissal.- Dont worry. Nothins up. 

DEREK: -plops to take a seat beside him on the cot.- I stopped by to see you.

JAKE: -shoulders sag in relief and he sighs. The biggest dog sigh of them all. Eyeballs the bandaged hand.- Get into a scrum?

DEREK: -holds up his hand and sighs at it.- Yeah with a wall. 

DEREK: It was a lil one sided.

JAKE: Oh well... 

JAKE: Happens to the best of us. -And it does! Though Jake typically fought anything but a wall.- 

JAKE: Youre here at least... having it checked and what not. 

JAKE: Sos the responsibility. -rubs at his neck, making a bit of a face.- Bluh... 

JAKE: Sorry derek. Im... 

JAKE: A few gumptions short of a decent conversation. :(

DEREK: -claps a hand onto jake's shoulder and gives him a sympathetic pat.- No worries. Didnt really come here to conversate anyhow. 

DEREK: Sorry to interrupt your beauty sleep but I wanted to get you outta here for a lil while.

JAKE: Oh uh... -It dawns on him that he's hardly spent any "family" time with Derek. As most affairs they cross paths in were in the company of other people. Also before that, Jake got entirely distracted by dating his son.- At this time of night? 

JAKE: Where would we go? -He asks this question but he lives the married family life, Derek. Understand him.-

DEREK: -he gets it. he's been there. but he also adamantly refuses to grow up in many regards, so the world remains his oyster.- Anywhere. 

DEREK: Life aint come to a screeching halt outside. If anything its bustling more than it has in who knows how long. 

DEREK: Figured we could hop in that jeep of yours and see whats goin down out there. You up to it?

JAKE: Well its not but... -looks onward, probably in the direction Dirk's room is. Whines internally. Whines eternally.-

DEREK: -sighs through his nose. yeah, he gets that too.- Just to take our minds off things for a lil while. 

DEREK: Itll be fun. Come on. -he's not above peer pressuring you, jake.-

JAKE: -It's easier to fold when Jake imagines that Derek is telling him to go, rather than suggesting they do.- Oh... 

JAKE: Alright.. 

JAKE: But lets not be long. -pries himself off the bed, again. Reluctantly.-

DEREK: -claps him on the back before hopping to his feet again.- Thats the spirit. 

DEREK: -takes the liberty of leading the way out the door. he doesn't really seem to be waiting around for him to catch up.-

JAKE: -Well that's fine... Jake knows where the Jeep is parked and is also the only one present with a key for it. He takes his time texting his friends in the infirmary about where he's heading off to. He meets up with Derek in the cargo bay.- Ill be frank... 

JAKE: I havent thought to set foot outside since... 

JAKE: My imprisonment i suppose.

DEREK: Thats reasonable. 

DEREK: Cant say Ive had much need to. -leans on the jeep nonchalantly. he wants to drive it... but he will have to ask for the keys. use your words, derek.- But I hear its safer out there. People just rebuildin their lives. 

DEREK: And thats cool. -holds out his hand.- Anyway gimme your keys to this thing. -he did it.-

JAKE: -There's a whole second Jake is reluctant to... before he passes them to Derek.- 

JAKE: ... 

JAKE: This was our wedding gift. -blurts. He can't help it. The associations are still there.- :(

DEREK: -snatches them up, then turns towards the vehicle.- ... Yeah. -HE BETTER NOT CRASH IT THEN. he's been known to do this with cars that don't belong to him.- 

DEREK: -gets into the driver's side.- Its a good one. John got it for you right?

JAKE: -climbs in and sits in the passenger side. The sad faces intensify.- Yes. :C

DEREK: -damn, this is gonna be harder than he thought. probably not gonna be the wild night he was hoping for, but he can improvise.- 

DEREK: -produces a six pack of booze from his sylladex and holds them out to him.- Have one. -yes, he's telling him to do this again.-

JAKE: Wh... 

JAKE: -suddenly taking booze in his lap.- Were not driving under any influences are we?

DEREK: -jesus CHRIST.- Im not gonna. -for now-

JAKE: I think id have to stop you if we were sir! Family statuses aside. -HUFFS.-

DEREK: -smirks a little at him as he starts up the jeep.- Good to know. 

DEREK: But I insist. You have at it. 

DEREK: -and with that he TAKES OFF. the ship is landed somewhere out in the wilderness, but not too far from the minneapolis area still. plenty of municipalities to check out, but instead derek is taking a scenic route.-

JAKE: -dont mind if he rolls down the window. He likes the feel of the wind in his hair and especially his mustache.- Well... 

JAKE: I watch plenty of television and im sure theres a law some place that reads there cant be open beverages in a moving vehicle! 

JAKE: So im sure wherever were going it can wait. -sets the boozes down at his feet. That's that.-

DEREK: Oh come on its basically lawless out here. 

 DEREK: Man youre a real goodie two shoes. -says so with a good natured snicker. he's just trying to loosen him up... what a shame it's failing. maybe it's not in the cards. he pauses, hesitant to say what he's thinking but he's derek so he'll say it anyhow.- 

DEREK: You must keep Dirk in line then huh?

JAKE: Shucks i wouldnt go that far. -feeling his face flushing in color. Absently, Jake fiddles with the ring on his finger.- Its just... 

JAKE: Second nature i suppose? Thinking and... 

JAKE: Doing my darndest to plan ahead. -he trails off. Feeling sad all over again.- But you dont want to hear this. We um. 

JAKE: Ought to focus ahead and all. Coming all this way.

DEREK: -glances at him- Well the plan was to take it easy. Sure. 

DEREK: But now I feel like talking about him too. 

DEREK: Its nice hearin this stuff. -sobers up rather suddenly.- 

DEREK: You know were not as close as Id like to be. Me and him. 

DEREK: Guess I can kinda live vicariously through all yall that are when you talk about that sorta thing. What all is goin on in your day to day. Shit like that.

JAKE: Why not? 

JAKE: The lack of closeness i mean.

DEREK: Well... -drums fingers on the steering wheel.- He dont like me too much. 

DEREK: Guess weve been working on that but its slow going. 

DEREK: I cant blame him anyways.

JAKE: Right... -If it helped Derek any, Jake had no reason to have hard feelings about him.- I cant imagine why. My impressions always been that youre as swell a fella as it gets! 

JAKE: Whats there more to say about it? -But no really, he's curious.-

DEREK: -goes quiet for a moment but it's fine, he just scoffs.- People tell me there aint nothin left to say anymore. 

DEREK: But I wasnt always a swell fella.

JAKE: Oh... -Truth be told, he had a hard time picturing anyone as totally a bad person. Jake glances at him, a glimmer of optimism for his father-in-law.- Its a dog eat dog world im told... 

JAKE: Some folks do whats best they think is needed for survival. -looks away then, watching the passing scenery. So dark out...- I know its true for me.

DEREK: That dont always make it right. 

DEREK: But that aint somethin you gotta worry about. Youre an indisputably good guy. 

DEREK: -decides to make a turn down some dirt road.- And a great dad.

JAKE: Good... golly. Gulp.  -if it's Derek's intention to make Jake blush again, it's working. Too much positivity in one sitting, his eyes are starting to water. Jake scrubs his face with the back of one hand. There they go, down some dirt road.-

DEREK: -IT ISNT EXACTLY, but he is making extra effort to be sincere with jake.- ... -glances at him.- 

DEREK: Its true. 

DEREK: Times like these really make or break a man. 

DEREK: ... And Ill be real with you it is shit like this which made me a bad guy. I let that happen. 

DEREK: Cuz I thought I had to do it alone. 

DEREK: -drums fingers on the steering wheel.- Just remember youre not alone alright?

JAKE: I know it. Its not... 

JAKE: Me im torn all over for. -swallows hard as it turns out his attempt to curb the water works failed. Jake sits there with tears dripping.-

DEREK: -frowns at the road ahead of him. he's not the best at expressing his sympathy, not always, but it's a little easier when some of that pain is shared. he reaches over to grip at jake's shoulder for a moment.- Yeah. I get it.

JAKE: -the simple gesture of squeezing his shoulder has Jake's heart wrenching even more. The most he can do is wring out a handkerchief to blow his nose into. Jake English doesn't go anywhere without it.-

DEREK: -this poor kid... he can't believe he carries around a handkerchief though. he clears his throat to suppress a chuckle about it and retracts his hand to place both back on the wheel.- 

DEREK: I dont wanna make promises that itll be alright but... Youve got me and Riley and Dave and the whole goddamn clan to make shit easier where we can.

JAKE: -sniffles again and focuses on folding the hankerchief away. He'll have to wash this later.- Oh i know i... 

JAKE: ... 

JAKE: I feel just awful... thinking to ask when i cant even be fucking bothered to hold my own. -seems to be telling himself this more than Derek.- Ive held worse. Ive... endured worse. 

JAKE: And so has everyone else. Its... -rests his elbow just outside the window, looking out again.- Magnanimously stupid of me. I shouldnt ask more of everyone.

DEREK: -brows knit as a familiar kind of pain wrenches at his insides. how does he even begin to explain how well he understands?- 

DEREK: I know. 

DEREK: When you wanna keep it together so nobody else has gotta add you to their long list of troubles. 

DEREK: Even when you feel like youre fallin apart. 

DEREK: Its frustratin. 

DEREK: Like fuck. You should be able to handle this. 

DEREK: You got to. -grips the steering wheel tight, but when he notices they've arrived at their impromptu destination, he loosens his hold and slows the vehicle to a stop next to one of the many lakes around here.- 

DEREK: -turns to look at jake.- Youre a strong person Jake. 

DEREK: I know you got this. 

DEREK: But I aint offerin my help cuz I think you need it. 

DEREK: Im doin it cuz youre family.

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#5

babes, jeremiah fisher is my man, my love

231 notes - Posted June 19, 2022

#4

Hi can I please have a request for Jeremiah x reader, thank you so much 🥰 your writing is great!!! And Amazing!!! Where you and Jeremiah swim in the pool in the day time where everyone can see. Your dating but no one really can tell. You two flirting and giggling, just having fun but then the girl, Gigi. I think her name is? She try’s to flirt with him, he declines saying he’s got a girlfriend not really paying attention to their reaction, instead just focusing on you. She looks over to you jealous, as Jeremiah brings you into a kiss. Just that the girls are jealous that Jeremiah is only looking at you. Thank you so much 🥰😍

warnings: language? make out sesh

a/n: sorry this took so long, i've been really busy painting my sister's room. enjoy this jere 🧸  fic. Also I tweaked it a little... Sorry 💛

Visiting Jeremiah at his job at the Club was one of your favorite things. Sure it was annoying seeing all those girls drooling over him, but it made you smile when he declined their flirtatious attempts, because you knew he was yours.

Today was one of those days. As soon as Jere saw you approaching the pool, he waved, and jumped down from his post, and ran over to you. "eager to see me? " you asked, wiggling your eyebrows. He chuckled lifting you in the air & spinning you around. You were wearing these big mirror sunglasses, and a dress covering your bikini.

"Hey, i'm still on my shift but when it's over, you and I are gonna have some fun" he said, poking you in the side, earning a giggle from you.

"Okay, ill be waiting " you said poking him right back in the side. "imma chat with steven at the snack bar" you said beginning to walk off.

When he responds, "you mean bug him at the snack bar?" and walks back to his post. You roll your eyes and head for Steven.

"if it isnt little mis y/n" Steven asks when you aproach.

"ha ha" you laugh half heartedly, "lemonade, Steven" you demqan more than ask.

"what's the magic word?" he asks, smiling, knowing that it bugs you.

"please" you sigh, steven raises an eyebrow, giving you 'and what else' look. "pretty please with a cherry on top" you say giving him your prettiest fake smile. And while the two of you were teasingly bickering with each other, Gigi was making her way over to your man in the pool.

"Hey, Jeremiah" Gigi swims over to Jeremiah.

"Hey Gigi" Jeremiah returns the smile.

"I didn't know you were working here this summer" Gigi starts flirting.

Jere ignores her statement, and blows his whistle "Billy no choking! all right?" you know he must have been talking to billy & carter, he complained about them on a daily basis.

"Jeremiah, aren't you gonna save me?" Gigi tries flirting again, capturing Jere's attention. At the sound of this you turn you head their direction, Jere surely knew she was flirting with him, right?

He gave her a smile, like he was contemplating her offer, with made your stomach swirl with jealousy. Steven notices your attention on the two, "She has been flirting with him ALL summer, surprised he hasn't gone for it yet, he's been ignoring her like she's a bag of fleas or somethin'" Steven chuckles. That comment didn't ease your stomach as well as you had hoped, you started walking back over to the pool, since Steven was being called away.

Neither of them saw you walking over, "so you got a girlfriend or something, Jere Bear? " Gigi asks Jeremiah, and god how you hated that she was calling him that.

"I do, actually" Jeremiah responded smiling at the thought of you, making him look over at you, noticing you were approaching.

"Oh what a shame" Gigi fake pouts, "we could have so SO much fun together." she smirks, biting her lip, looking up at him.

You swore your face turned red, angry & jealousy swirling in your stomach, gosh why is Gigi such a bitch you thought.

Jeremiah chuckled uncomfortably. "Uh, yeah." Jeremiah looked in your direction, seeing you walk over, he flashes a smile.

"well-" Gigi starts again, to flirt again.

At this point you were sick of it, "Hey Jeremiah" you exclaimed. You took Jeremiah by his lanyard, pulled him down and kissed him. You kissed him passionately, your jealousy fueling your passion. Your other hand is wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer, as you slipped your tongue slipped past his lips, down his throat. Jere slipped off his chair and wrapped his hand around your waist. The shock on his face was wearing off. You only broke apart for air. Gig coughed "ahem"

Your head swiveled around, your arm sliding down from his neck, to rest on his bicep. "Oh, I'm sorry, are we bothering you?" You asked with fake sympathy failing to withhold a smirk.

"i- I uh, so your the girlfriend huh?" Gigi chuckles nervously.

"Yes I am" you smile proudly. Planting a kiss on Jere's lips then one on his neck then his bicep. Leaving your boyfriend a blushing mess. Making sure she knew, actually everyone knew Jeremiah Fisher was yours, your man, your love.

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289 notes - Posted July 8, 2022

#3

Is That My Sweatshirt?!

Robby Keene Headcanon:

pairing: robby keene x reader

warnings: implied sex, smug robby 

a/n: okkk sooo, i kinda got carried away, i mean it was supposed to be just really soft and fluffy, but damn I must be horny cause, like i had to dial down the heat... Also robby and reader are both over 18!!

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- He'd be so smug about it

- As soon as he walked through the door and sees you dancing around your shared apartment kitchen in just his sweatshirt and so slip on slippers

- He'd slowly smile and lean against the doorway

- Letting you do your adorable little dance while singing “you broke me firsssstt” 

- “I see somoenes having fun”, robby chuckled walking over 

- You jumped startled at his voice, “ummm” you say slowly turning around an innocent smile on you face, spatula in hand "hi” you squeaked out

- “I see you made”, robbby walked closer, “brownies, yumm”

- You would be hoping he didnt notice you were in his sweater 

- And hed be like, “oh and if i recall correctly, that's my sweatshirt” he smirked.

- “Uhhh, ye’pppp’ I got cold” you pretend shiver.

- “Well it looks way better on you than me” 

- "Thanks” 

- Then he'd dip his finger in the brownie batter "Heyy!” youd exclaim

- “What?” robby asked guilily. 

- “You cna't do that!” 

- “Yes I can” he smirked, dipping his finger in again, “mmmm”

- “HEY no double dipping, you know-” you begin, as robby cuts you off with a kiss

- “Hmmmm, you taste good” his hands resting on your waist

- “You should wear my sweaters more” his hot breath on your ear. 

- “Oh really?” you smirk, giggling, “i think it would look better on the bedroom floor” 

- Robby flustered. Kisses you hungrily, picking you up, causing a squeal from you!

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438 notes - Posted January 16, 2022

#2

Backseat Rider

pairings: jeremiah fisher x reader, jeremiah fisher x belly conklin

warnings: sad, angst, 

summary: based on Sara Kays' amazing song Backseat Rider

a/n: first jeremiah fisher fic, this might be terrible i have no idea. Luv you all!! also go listen to sara kays!!

MASTERLIST

part 1 part 2

You lived down the block

We met for the first time at the bus stop

We sat side by side

Third seat from the back, we talked the whole ride

You met a few summers back, at the bus stop. The two of you became best friends with a snap of his fingers. His family loved you!

Six years later you bought your first car

And you told me to wait outside

Then you pulled up and somebody else

Was sitting in the passenger's side

And then you met the Conklins, Belly was your age, you two actually clicked. You couldn’t wait to go driving, you couldn’t wait to “sail” down the beachfront in his red jeep. But when that red jeep, the one that you 2 had talked about getting together, pulled up to your driveway. You smiled and waved, and then your smile dropped a little when you saw her in the passenger side. “Hey y/n/n '' Jere said as you got in the car.

“Hi Jere,” you smiled softly.

Then Belly turned up the radio and started chatting with Jeremiah, even though you were best friends, no one paid attention to you. You rested your chin on your arm and started staring off into space.

So I sat in the backseat, it didn't bother me

But after five weeks of sitting in silence behind her

While you talked of movies I've never seen

I realized that's how we used to be

But now my best friend is the driver

And I'm the backseat rider

The first few weeks were fine, you were okay with some peace and quiet. It was hard though when you were so in love with him. You loved him, but after 5 weeks of watching Belly and Jere gush over each other, you could tell he loved Belly. And it hurts.

Maybe it's my fault

Spent summer break away and forgot to call

Or maybe you forgot

Around this time last summer, we sat in the parking lot

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513 notes - Posted June 23, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Jealous Much?

pairing: Robby Keene x reader

warnings: mmm like one swear word? Spelling errors

summary: Robby gets a 'little' jealous

a/n: thissss is my first Robby fic. So please be gentle on me, I hope y'all like it 🤩😍

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It was like any other day, the two of you had just finished up at the dojo, you were gathering up your stuff when hawk walked over to you. “Hey baby” he started off, “you looked really good out there”. You rolled your eyes, god, hawk is such a flirt. “You can kick me with one of those roundhouse kicks any day,” you chuckled at his words. You and hawk had been close friends, before he was hawk, when he was Eli. You never minded the flirtatious banter between the two of you. 

Robby watched from across the room. Jaw, and fists clenched, seeing hawk place his hand on your waist and then you laughed at whatever hawk was saying. Just angering robby even more, no robby doesn't try to be the jealous type, but he is your boyfriend, hawk is not your boyfriend. Robby angrily grabbed his bag, pushed through his fellow students, making his way over to where you were standing with Hawk by the exit. 

“Hey love” robby said, coming up behind you wrapping his arm around you. Hawk retracted his hand, placing it 'nervously’ by his side. “Ready to head out?”

“Um, sure” you said nervously, tucking a strand of hair behind your hair. "See you later Eli” you smiled, waving to him as robby swung the door open.

Finally exiting the dojo, robby turned to you. "What the hell was that back there?!” 

"What was what?” you asked, confusion laced in your voice. 

"That! With hawk!! He was all over you!” robby cried with anger, waving his hands at the dojo. 

“C'mon, we're just friends, he's always flirty, he's flirty by nature” you tried to laugh it off.

Robby chuckled at your words yelling again, face so close to yours. “That. that was not “just friends” touches!” 

You stood looking at him, fear in your eyes. “'mm sorry” you mumbled. 

“Just go” he sighed, angrily pointing the other direction, opposite his car, to which he normally takes you home in, or to his house. 

You walked off in silence slowly nodding your head. As soon as you got home you cried, the slams of your door closing echoing in the back of your mind, You sobbed into your pillow in your room. The flashes of him angrily slamming his car door shut, when you walked off into the distance, Him roughly grabbing your arm, red spot where his hand used to be. Tears burned your eyes. 

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Robby stared at his phone, waiting for some miracle to happen, for you to pick up the phone? To receive a text from you? Yes. You haven’t answered any of his calls or texts in the past couple days, and it led him to worry. Gosh you could be so frustrating he thought to himself. Come to think of it, he hadn't seen you since, "the incident”. When he got jealous and he yelled at you, and you who looked like you were about to burst into tears in front of him. Oh my god, i'm an idiot he thought. 

Robby quickly ran down to the flower shop, got roses your favorite and then got you brownies with fudge frosting and m&m's on top, your favorite. He ran over to your house; knocking on the door. 

Who could that be you thought? You weren't expecting anybody, pausing taylor, you ran downstairs to open the door, a smile on your face. Swinging the door open. 

"I-” robby says lifting the flowers up towards you. Slam. You slammed the door in his face. You angrily turned around about to run upstairs. 

"Y/n!!!”robby yelled banging on the door, “give me a chance please” 

You slowly turned around, I mean what the worst that could happen you questioned yourself. Squeezing your eyes shut you open the door, peaking one eye open. "Hi" you said quietly.

“Omgosh y/n, i'm so so sorry for yelling at you and accusing of you of flirting with hawk. I know hawk's a flirt well and sorta a jerk too. but you know i trust you-”

"what do you want” you spoke up.

“i just want to spend some time with you?” robby stated. A shy smile appearing on his face. You looked at the flowers he was holding, “Oh! I almost forgot, these are for you and um brownies your favorite, with m&m's.” robby held out the gifts for you to take.

Gosh he looked like a nervous teenager, like he did on that first date of yours together. “Come in” you said, accepting the gifts and moving to the side arm swinging out to welcome him in. Walking up to your room, you ask shyly, "Wanna watch a movie and cuddle?”

"Yes! Wait does that mean you forgive me??” robby asked eyes pleading. 

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