Tumgik
#i think imma have fun now playing around with some ideas
sugar-omi · 5 months
Note
Can I request some HC about Cove and cockwarming 👀
omfg yes you can
NSFW, gn reader, step 3 + 4 + DILF ! cove, multiple scenarios, prbly ooc bc dilf!cove is a menance over here ok, prbly ooc step 4 cove too but ion care imma babygirl him ‼️‼️
Tumblr media
STEP 3 COVE
you can't expect an 18 year old to be normal or calm abt it
he's all whiny and tense
you're only on his dick long enough to adjust. both of you clinging onto each other and panting, tryna get used to such an intense feeling
you can try teasing him by cockwarming, but it really won't work
begs you to move, uses those big blues to try and sway you
will probably cry if you keep swirling your hips or clenching around him, he can't help but fall over the edge and lose his patience
doesnt matter if you you hold on long enough or are swayed by cove's sweet begging
but now it's your turn for your head to spin because cove thrusts up into you, holding you and hiding his face in your neck
I love the idea of him getting caught up in the moment again and flipping you over on your back and thrusting into you...
makes you finish first because I think he's totally obsessed with watching you finish, especially when you finish around him
Tumblr media
STEP 4 COVE
you still can't expect him to be normal
but fuck does he love it
ik I haven't included switch cove n any of the other 2 scenarios (writing this bit last, yes I write backwards)
but I gotta tell you man...
he loves it sm
doesn't matter if it's a strap, loves cockwarming you
mmm, going throughout the day, splitting him open on your cock during different times of the day
please do ask him to stop doing a chore to sit in your lap, he's so weak rn
fuck, come up behind him n just slip in while he's washing dishes, he's in heaven rn
the whole day he's hard, ruined his pants w pre bc he's been in pieces the whole day
by the time you finally fuck him, he's in tears n so happy n pleased
also dies of happiness a bit when you cockwarm him
jfc doing it in the morning. or before bed, while you sleep...
is so turned on by this, sometimes he just can't do it and you'll wake up to cove squirming, apologizing but begging to fuck, begging to cum..
if he makes it through the whole night though... gets the pleasant scene of seeing you on too of him, grinding on his lap n telling him you should hurry up n finish before work<33
fuck imagine teasing him the same way dilf cove does (so spoilers lol)
n having him in your lap or you're in his, and you're tryna watch a show n you're moving your hips..
grinding on him, thrusting up into him..
either way he couldn't hold on, n now you have HIM on the coffee table or laid out on the couch, heart eyes while watching you take him while on top 🫶🫶
he's in love actually
Tumblr media
DILF COVE
oh he does it for fun
this is a sport to him
how long can you sit on his cock until you either whine n beg, or you need to get back to the rest of the world
fuck, if you don't have kids or they're grown. he'll do it while you guys sleep<3
anyway🙈
this is almost like a punishment, n like I said, it's entirely for his entertainment n he'll fucking do it while he's watching TV or on the computer
will twist your nipple or rub your sex
kisses your sensitive neck or pushes your hips down
"sorry baby, I was grabbing a pen"
although at some point he'll surprise you by languishingly fucking you. his cock dragging against your walls...
it's so slow n such a tease n it's just enough to keep your stomach burning
omfg cockwarming while he plays a game or watches a show...
you're tryna watch this movie, but you're only half way paying attention if at all because of cove
it's a romance, or some shitty action movie with too many unnecessary sex scenes
every time the characters make out, kissing n groping each other
he's grabbing at you, groping your chest, teasingly stroking your sex, kissing you breathless..
and every sexy scenergy he thrusts up into you, holding your hips down while you cling onto his arms that are wrapped around your waist
either it ends in neither of you cumming, successfully edging yourselves until the end of the movie
or you bent over the coffee table or with your legs up, buried in the corner of the couch as cove works you both through one or two orgasms <33
just the sexual tension alone turns him on, will happily go all day, splitting you on his cock n then going about your day without cumming
fuck, he'll do it before work and then at dinner.. his younger self would've choked and died at just the thought
tells you you look so pretty cumming for him, also tells you some nasty shit like he's so pent up n can't wait to fuck you, can't wait to finish inside you
tells you he's been thinking abt it all day...
pls dilf cove so good n yet so bad for our hearts... 🫣
232 notes · View notes
acoraxia · 1 year
Text
[ TALK WITH YOUR BROTHER ] 
The lower area of the heavenly grounds is surprisingly cold, a light mist covering the area despite the bright glow of gold and white seeping through.
There’s already rumors spreading through the Guard of undisciplined trainees running amok through the stables and freeloading in the gardens — though, it’s certain that the sole protagonist of said rumors is the one guffawing wickedly at the bottom of the stairs, orange fur and golden eyes easily standing out even in the dark uniform the yaoguai wears. A hard sniff is heard as the final step is done and the two men stare at each other, unblinking.
[Doc version]
Tumblr media Tumblr media
SWK: Yang Jian, you would not believe what the horses just told me about Laozi SWK: It’s wickedly cool SWK: Like, “oh my god i never would’ve guessed”, kind of cool ELS: Hm. SWK: Seriously! SWK: You should definitely not go and check the stables, by the way, I think someone left one of the stalls open and one of the horses got out in the middle of the epic quest of: “Where’s the Bimawen?” ELS: You don’t say. SWK: I do say! Overly saying it, actually, I’m saying it right now SWK: Point is, the dude’s crafting some sort of “immortality pill” and keeping it all to himself in his lab and I’m thinking of making him extra sweet tarts tomorrow to try and get him to share some SWK: Okay, well, Imma try to get Jiejie to teach me to bake tarts and then I can sweeten him up SWK: All that skilled planning will get me closer to expanding my immortal lifespan by ten so I can gloat to those guards about who’s actually the strongest in training SWK: Hah! Even my old master knew that I was the strongest— ELS: Yes, who was that again? SWK: Hm? ELS: Your master. Who was he? SWK: What master? ELS: The master you just spoke of. SWK: I’ve only had one master and that’s you, bro
There’s a pause in the very-important-must-read-dialogue to remind the reader than if you’re unaware of the motions, Erlang Shen, the Jade Emperor’s nephew and renown God of Justice, is regretting his decision in coming down to try and negotiate with his brother about leaving behind trickery for the sake of his migraine-induced rage bursts. The Ivory Lady says it’s bad for his age.
SWK: Can I be honest? ELS: I don’t think you were born or designed to be honest. But by all means, go right ahead. SWK: I’m thinking about the clouds that form around here ELS: … ELS: Clouds? SWK: ‘Cause you have all the nice neat lil’ shapes back on the mortal realm that are fun to crash into! They fill up with water vapor and turn into shapes and you can try and guess what kind of shape they turn into like a very normal kind of game a fifty-year-old demon like me would play ELS: Clearly. SWK: But the clouds here never change! Not once! They don’t even disappear — is it like a time thing? That’s the exact same cloud I saw yesterday when I was chasing down Xiaotian ELS: Why were you chasing my dog? SWK: And that is the same cloud I saw when I broke into the Emperor’s closet and put on one of his fancy gowns to play ‘Emperor For the Day’ until someone noticed and ended up getting kicked out for ‘ruining the Jade Emperor’s regalia’ ELS: That was you?  SWK: Not the point ELS: Stop chasing Xiaotian. SWK: I don’t think you’re focusing enough on the clouds and their freaky patterns and stupid ideas of never changing once when I turn way to ask for it ELS: Did you also dye his fur? SWK: Actually he just ran straight into my study desk and got ink all over himself ELS: Where did you get the colored ink? SWK: You can make it by mixing flower petals or leaves together to change its color ELS: Oh. SWK: Smart huh? ELS: I have found the one daily thing you’ve done to impress me. Congratulations.  ELS: You’re grounded. SWK: No, I’m not ELS: You are. SWK: You always say I’m grounded but then you turn around and let me stay with the horses before training SWK: Come on Yang Jian it’s nothin’! Besides it’s just you and me, now, you can drop the ‘almighty justice god’ routine ELS: It’s not a routine! 
Tumblr media
ELS: Come on, Shi Hou. You’re the smartest trainee I have— SWK: Ever had ELS: You trained with me for like, what? A couple of weeks? It’s incredible how quickly you picked up on everything. You should be using that brain of yours for something other than cheap pranks, brother. ELS: You won’t be taken seriously if you don’t act serious. SWK: Says the gege who helped me prank your sworn brothers SWK: Didn’t know chickens could be so violent ELS: Of course they’re violent. The smaller they are the more violence is stored inside them. ELS: You’d know that if you learned about the— SWK: Yeah, I got it SWK: But can you blame me? Fifteen days of being here after finding out Heaven was lying to me? I could’ve gone back to Azure and told them about how stupid the whole ‘Taking Back Heaven’ plan is to try something else ELS: And you believe Azure would listen? SWK: Of course he would! SWK: You listen to me ELS: Because we’re brothers. SWK: He said he was my brother. How’s that any different? ELS: I, personally, don’t have any delusions of grandeur when it comes to wanting to overthrow the most powerful royal line out there. ELS: But I am willing to teach you how to control that magic of yours and learn to— SWK: Blast things! ELS: Heal, little brother. It will come in handy when you’re out in the battlefield all alone. You may be all powerful but your body’s still growing. Changing. You may even encounter stronger yaoguai on your adventures when you finally leave my temple. SWK: Really? You think someone is capable of hurting me? ELS: Apart from me? Yes. SWK: Psh, sure. You beat me, what? Three times? I still won the other fights. ELS: Yes, and I kept training to counter you. We’re tied.  ELS: Now, go wash up. We’re traveling East tomorrow to meet with an old friend of mine. You’d do best to learn proper decorum before meeting him. SWK: If he’s anything like your right-hand then I’ll probably be able to manage ELS: Wukong… SWK: Yeah, yeah SWK: Bah, you worry too much Erlang. I’ll be right with you first thing in the morning ELS: I’ll believe you.  ELS: Don’t be late!
There’s a bright flash of light, the same orange and yellows that seep from the sunset. It grows brighter and brighter and gray eyes stare up at the bird that circles around the god before diving towards the temple. There’s a few seconds before Erlang hears a loud cackle of laughter, amused and delighted, and he can’t help the small smile that spreads on his face.
He sighs and stares up at the sky, watching it change into night. 
-----
MASTERPOST | REST OF THE AU
279 notes · View notes
jasaginae0 · 3 months
Text
I'm watching the Craig of The Creek movie rn, and oh my God, MY SCOUT BABIES IT'S THEM.
Spoilers for Craig Before The Creek below:
WHOSE THAT GURL WITH THEM IS SHE LIKE LIKE AN OLDER SISTER/MENTOR TO THEM. OKAY, SO SHE'S CLEARLY A FELLOW SCOUT AND WOULD BE LIKE A MENTOR TOWARDS THEM.
Based on how Boris held her hand and the way Jason smiled at her comment towards getting the friend group name correct, that could be to imply they were rather close to her. Especially Boris. I doubt they're related by blood or law. However, I do think they had a big sister bond with her when they became scouts. According to Google, you can be a scout as young as kindergarten to 5th grade, and the oldest you can be a scout is 18.
Tumblr media
My headcanon is that she is the reason why the scouts started going to the creek, and she would show them around it and guide them, I get a very strong older sister vibe from her. Much like Mari from Omori, let's hope she didn't play the piano...
I don't know how many years the movie takes place before the movie (at least not yet). However, I stirred up some guesses. Jason seems to be 10-11 in the show like Craig, so based on how young the scouts look, my guess will have to be that they are 6-7 years old (possibly 8 years old for Boris). So, 3-4 years before the show.
Imo, Jason seems to be happier in that scene, and in my opinion, Jason in the show isn't a very happy child if we exclude certain scenes. So, assuming the theory that Jason's mother is dead is true, we can assume the movie takes place before the tragedy.
In conclusion, this is what I stirred up for Jason (after the movie and before the show): I still have my headcanon that Jason's mother cheated on Jason's father, rooting their divorce. Jason's clearly upset by this as he begins seeing his mother a less, and his father is growing distant. However, he still had the girl we see in the movie for guidance and comfort. I do think that Jason was still pretty lonely in his childhood, so when his parents weren't around, he had her to act as an older sister for him.
But then, tragedy strikes, and Jason's mother is dead. Life begins to suck more for Jason, he now lives with just his dad and now he's straight up ignoring him and only remembers he exists in order to brag about Jason's achievements as a Forest Scout and to top it off he drags in Jason's step mother. And she clearly doesn't like him as much.
But at least he still has-
Oh, she's leaving too.
Jason's sister figure ages out of being a scout and leaves, leaving him to handle his new home situation.
I still think that Boris and the girl were the closest to each other and meant the most to each other. I think she loved them like little brothers and she loved showing around the new Forest Scouts and showing them the ropes. But Jason, Boris, and Tony stuck out to her THE MOST. She acted as an older sister to the younger scouts and maybe even stood up for them when the fellow older scouts were teasing them. She loved the scouts like little brothers, but time caught up with her, and she could no longer be a scout.
I love overanalyzing so much, you have no idea. I missed my scouts so much but now that they're back I can do SO MUCH WITH THEM NOW AHH
Also, do not think I didn't see the girl and (present) Tony having similar hats. Imma just go crazy with that and make the headcanon that she gave Tony that hat when she left. (I know her hat is a little different, but let me have fun).
And another thing, maybe she's the camp counselor we see in Camper On The Run. They have a lot of physical similarities, I need to see the episode again after watching the movie.
Edit:Just got done watching the movie, and the credits confirm that girl is the woman we see looking for Roxy in Camper On The Run and that she was indeed a fellow scout. Shannon is credited as Shannon the Scout rather than just Shannon. So, this could be a lead for my theory/headcanon being true. Someone on the COTC subreddit said that in the movie, Kelsey says she is in the second grade, and she is 9 in the show, so that would mean that the movie takes place 2 years before the show.
Now, let's get back to Shannon with this new information. The youngest to become a camp counselor is 16 and when I googled the age you can no longer be a scout I got multiple answers, but the most common one is 18. So we are safe to assume that Shannon left at 17-18 aka the estimate for when a Junior Forest Scout can no longer be a scout. I assume Shannon is 15-16 at the time of the movie and left at 17-18. So we can assume Shannon is probably 18-20 at the time of Camper On The Run.
Since she went to the creek, I wonder if she got to see Boris, Tony, and Jason again briefly. I NEED SOMEONE TO WRITE A FIC WITH ALL THEM PLEASE.
17 notes · View notes
jayke0 · 5 months
Note
went out today to play sand volleyball with my sister and this was on my mind the whole day. Maybe Steven has some sort of sand volleyball team building and he invites you, maybe while getting ready he grabs your little booty shorts and thinks they're for him.
-💋
OH MY GOSH THIS HAS GOT ME GIGGLING, I LOVE IT ANON.
Steven in booty shorts? Absolutely.
Warnings/content: fem!reader, dom!reader, sub!steven, mention of fucking, explainations of their bodies? That's all.
...........................................................................
When Steven had first invited you to a volleyball team practice exercise for work, you'd said no, purely because you didn't really want to being running around on a hot beach in front of all of Steven's colleagues, but, after some big puppy dog eyes (and a little bit of bribery from Marc), you'd finally agreed.
It was a a silly idea really, but as you drive yourself and Steven there, you weigh up the fun side of it. Besides, anytime spent with your lover is a good time.
You couldn't be bothered to walk an extra 10 feet to the girl's changing rooms, so you slip into the cubicle that your modest boyfriend had decided to change in.
“Oh, hello love, you wanna get changed in here?” 
“No Steven, imma just stand here and watch you change.”
“Right, stupid question, sorry.” The man giggles and scoots his bag over. As he does so, his shorts fall to the bottom of the pile, quickly being covered by your bag. 
“I'm a bit nervous for this. I never even played much sports at school, you just gotta look at me to know I am not a sporty guy.” He gestures to himself.
You don't mean too, but you nod instinctively, quickly glancing at your boyfriend as he frowns a little. “But, I wouldn't have you any other way, baby,” you smile, genuinely meaning it. “I don't need a sporty boyfriend, you're better than any other guy out there.”
As you pull your shirt over your head, you notice Steven's eyes drop to your chest, and you guess that he's instantly forgiven you for nodding at his self-deprecation. It makes you chuckle softly as you pull your jeans off and search for your shorts. That's weird, you could've sworn they were there a second ago-.
“Steven!” You laugh, pointing to your shorts which he now has one leg in. “They're mine, silly!”
“Ohhh!” He giggles with a blush, “I thought they felt a bit tight around the old thighs… I don't have my bloody glasses on.”
“I mean, you could wear them, I'm sure your ass would look great in them, darling.” You tease with a grin, scouting for Steven's actual shorts.
“You think so?” The man glances at them before pulling them all the way up, wiggling his hips a bit to squeeze into them. “Voilà!” He laughs, holding his arms out.
Instantly, you eye his frame, and you'd be lying if the sight didn't make you salivate a little. His thighs stretch the fabric well, with the ends of the legs just barely covering his bulge. When he turns around, however, you can't help but slap his ass with a laugh.
“Jesus, you look better in them than me!” You grin, leaning towards the man so his ass is pressed against you to give it a light squeeze. “You should wear them later, see how long I go before I bend you over and fuck you.” Your breath ghosts the shell of his ear, and your words make him lean against the wall with a soft sigh, “ok love.” He says, almost daringly.
“Take them off though, I'm not having you parade yourself around like that in front of those other girls.” You say in a manly voice, imitating the stereotypical ‘possessive boyfriend’. It makes Steven giggle again as he pulls them off and finally grabs his own.
He puts his glasses back on, eyes roaming over your body as you'd done to him just moments ago. The shorts hug your hips so perfectly, and they make your thighs spill from the tight fabric just a little. Paired with the bikini top and words you'd spoken to him, he's not entirely sure how he's going to make it this entire practice without popping an unwarranted boner. 
“You've done this on purpose, haven't you? You little minx.” 
You raise a brow, “I don't know what you're talking about, Stevie.” You smirk. “C'mon, they're counting on us.
...........................................................................
25 notes · View notes
kittenwalker · 1 year
Note
How about warren from American animals(specifically Evan peters not the real guy!) With a fem reader, driving to like a “make out point” type place where they can see the stars or like city lights. Smth like that also stoned? Also if it’s okay with u how would u feel adding in a bit of knife action? Like with blood and cuts on both of them. Like they’re trying smth new and they like it or maybe like they accidentally do it and it makes them h- imma stop there😛😅
note : ok when i got this i was so excited to write it because it sounded so interesting and out of my comfort zone! I haven’t written or read any knife play before this so I’m sorry if i did it wrong! ( I also changed the driving part hope that’s alright <3 )
WARNINGS : knife play, drugs, smut ( and writing about Evan's charc not the real dude! )
You needed someone adventurous, apathetic to the world, and fun. Warren provided everything you wished for, you met during high school. One of the hardest times in your life due to family issues and exams. But Warren made life seem less trivialised, more relaxed, and like it didn't matter. Warren was like a real-life Xanax, he helped you relieve your stress with thrilling activities. Just like tonight, you got kicked out of your house due to your argument with your father while he was drunk. But thanks to Warren, you completely forgot that even happened.
When you got thrown out of your house with a few bags of clothes, the only place you knew where to go was Warren’s apartment. You knocked on his door, mocking his funny ‘ secret knocking code ‘. He opened his door and it looked like you’d woken him up from his slumber.
“ Y/n what are you doing here? “ he said sleepily, slurring his words
“ Dad kicked me out 'cause he was drunk and I had gotten into an argument with him, so if you don't mind I'm gonna crash here, “ you said shrugging, crashing at his apartment wasn't new.
“ Yea, of course. “ he said, moving aside to let you in.
" Wait, Y/n I have an idea. Put down your bags we're going somewhere. " he excitedly said before wandering away
Warren came back out clothed more appropriately for the weather while holding some beers and a pack of joints. He locked his apartment door before telling you to follow him. You didn’t know where you were going but by the looks of what he was bringing, you were gonna have some fun. You were walking up a flight of stairs, noticing the words ‘ emergency exit ‘ at the door and knowing where you were going.
“ Hey I thought you couldn’t go up to rooftops “ you questioned
“ And you think I follow rules? “ he was right, Warren was a rebel. He did everything but follow the rules.
-
Warren opened the door for you, letting you onto the rooftop first. The chilly weather welcomes you as you entered, making you shiver. You looked around the vacant space, amazed. The stars and city lights shining into your eyes, was a ravishing sight, to say the least. Warren chuckled beside you, looking at your astonished expression.
“ I use to come up here when things got tough “ he confessed
“ Really? “ you never thought of Warren as a rooftop person
“ Yea, I would sit right there at the edge “ he pointed
“ Well then what are we waiting for, I need one of those now “ you laughed pointing at his joints
Walking over to the edge, you got closer to the city lights. You both sat down next to each other, staring at the buildings while Warren lit up a joint. Taking a puff before handing it to you, the feeling of euphoria running through your veins. You weren’t really a smoker but occasionally you do take a few puffs to relieve some stress.
“ So what’s happening at yours, “ Warren asked, cracking open a beer bottle.
“ The same old trouble, but this time my mum actually divorced my dad and he went back to drinking every day. You? “ you asked taking a swing of the liquor 
“ Same as you, mum divorced my dad while we were having dinner a few days ago “ he related to you
Things weren’t easy for both you and Warren, but that was why you liked being with him. He knew how you felt.
-
After two bottles of beer and a few joints, you were stoned. But Warren was still in a sober state as he knew he needed to take care of you or you might just jump off, which was what you were doing now.
“ Hey look I could fall to my death in a slip, “ y/n said standing on the ledge, ecstasy taking over her mind.
“ Y/n you better get off the edge now before you fall “ Warren scolded you
“ Come onn, where did the fun Warren gooo, “ you said pouting
“ He’s not coming back until you get off of that ledge, it's dangerous Y/n, “ he said warning you again
“ Do you think you could catch me in time if I just- “ you challenged, making a slipping motion.
Laughing at Warren’s shocked face and attempt to catch you as he thought you were falling. Before you knew it, you jinxed yourself. Tripping over your foot, you fell forward. You closed your eyes as you were screaming, trying to hold onto something to prevent yourself from falling. ‘ This was it, death ‘ you thought to yourself until you felt a hand pulling your body back and bringing you into their chest. As if the devil wanted to bring you to the afterlife, but an angel grabbed onto your last string and pulled you back.
Thankfully Warren was standing beside you and caught you. He reached forward pulling your arm, bringing you back into safety. Making your whole body collide into his chest, and you breathe heavily onto his neck. The shock and adrenaline of you almost dying, sobered you up.
Warren grabbed the back of Y/n’s neck and turned her head around to face him. Seeing her chest going up and down due to the intensity of her breathing. He stared into her eyes, looking at them and travelling down to his lips. Warren and Y/n both had a crush on each other, I mean how could they not? They both went through everything together and were there for each other in a way they both needed. So you took the initiative to kiss him, you tiptoed and gently placed your lips onto his. Moving your lips against his, but not feeling his reciprocate. You pulled away apologising.
“ I’m sorry I shouldn’t hav- “ you got cut off by Warren violently attaching his lips back onto yours
He hungrily attacked your mouth over and over again, not giving you time to breathe. Slightly tugging on your shirt, he asked if he had your permission to remove it. You nodded helping him unbutton his as well, the chill in the air making goosebumps rise on both your skins.
Warren carefully lowered you down onto the floor discarding the rest of your clothes. He broke away from the heated kiss, making you confused. Digging into his back pocket he took out a pocket knife.
“ I wanna try something new but only if you're alright with it, “ he said holding up the knife
You were worried about what he was going to do with it but nodded anyway, trusting him. He put the blade on your cheek, slowly sliding it down your body. The anticipation made it better, wondering when he was going to cut you. You were growing wetter by the second by how dangerous this was, but you both lived for it.
He stopped on top of your left breast and made a small cut, making you groan. Blood drips down your chest as Warren attached his lips to your wound, licking and sucking up the blood.
Him not paying attention to what you doing, you grabbed the knife and cut his v-line. Pushing him up, you kneeled and licked his blood away. Your mouth went lower until it reached his clothed crotch, palming him through his jeans and making him whimper. Impatiently pulling his pants down letting his cock spring free, your eyes widen. Shocked at how big it was, you’ve always joked about him having a small dick, not expecting it to be this huge.
“ Like what’d you see? “ you looked up to see Warren smirking
“ Shut up “ you uttered back before shoving his length into your mouth, making him putty in your hands.
You continued sucking him until he pulled your hair, making you look up at him. 
“ Oh it’s my turn to please you “ he grinned, pushing you onto your back and diving in between your thighs.
Bringing back the knife, he cuts a few lines on your thigh without warning. Swiping a strip of blood up and licking it off his finger.
“ Mhm your blood tastes good but I want to eat something else “ 
Not wasting time, he went back to your thighs. But this time he devours your cunt, like a hungry animal, slurping up every drop of your juices. The whole rooftop was filled with your moans but you couldn’t help it, Warren was just so good with his mouth.
-
“ Fuck! Right there Warren, don’t stop! “ you yelled almost coming down to your third high
“ I’m almost there too darling, come with me “ he groaned, rubbing your clit before the two of you released your loads.
Flopping down next to you, he pulled your body closer to him. Kissing your sweating temple before breaking the silence.
“ I have dreamed of doing that for a long time you know “ he mumbled looking at you
“ Me too “ you agreed, exhausted
“ Well tonight was very eventful “ you chuckled
“ Almost dying, finding out a new kink and having the best sex “ the list made the both of you laugh
Laying your head on his chest, the pair stayed there, star-gazing into the night.
Just wanted to jump in and say the end of American animals made me absolutely die, it was so sad.
139 notes · View notes
prozac-shaped-urn · 2 months
Text
While I have a lull in this migraine imma try and plot out some shit to see if I can hit the nail on the head a second time in S3 of Hacks.
I forget where I saw a spoiler/hint interview with JPL back in fall 2022 but I remember Deb has a boytoy this season, so I'll be going down that train of thought first. And if I've somehow just made that tidbit up, then I've made that up but I still maintain this is the direction she's going, so fuck it.
Deb has a bit of a sexuality crisis in 204. Maybe crisis is a strong word. A questioning moment. She has a questioning moment at Ava's suggestion and follows through with it even though Marla was literally playing her to get a refund. At the end of the cruise, she's pissed and lesbophobic vitriol goes everywhere -- we all know the story by now. But regardless of whether or not she actually hates lesbians, she bought Marla a drink and enjoyed her company. 1 - 0 for the dykes.
In S2, Deb acquiesced and agreed bisexuality is a thing and that lesbians aren't terrible, hit on that one comedy chick by examining her hand size, and had a one night stand with Casper the Friendly Ghost. Oh, and she 100% realized she needs Ava to be ok, and ok means not having Deb in her life so she doesn't take up all the room in Ava's career. 4 - 0 for the queers.
So how and why do we get to the fucking boytoy?
In most late-life sexuality discoveries, things don't go in a linear direction. Unlearning takes time and it goes the way anything someone's uncomfortable with goes. You get to a level you are comfortable with then move on to the next one and so forth. And at this point, Deb is comfortable with a boytoy. If she went directly from Marty's bed to Ava's bed (outside of flinging the sheets off of her in a rage), that wouldn't be realistic nor healthy. It would mean something was so deeply disturbed inside her that she wouldn't be open with herself to acknowledge her true feelings one way or the other, and she would instead be hoping Ava would fix that disturbance, which is so totally not Ava's job. But. The fact she listens to Kiki and decides to take a chance and fuck Casper I mean 'follow the fun' means she's open to unlearning that one thing she's held onto since 7th grade when it comes to her sexuality. She's letting go and letting new ideas in, and she has a boytoy, which means step 1 of Deb's sapphic realization has begun, folks!
Onto fabulous bisexual disaster Ava Daniels.
Oof babes. She's head WAY over heels and Deb knows this. I don't think Ava actually realizes what's happened. She just knows she doesn't wanna be anywhere Deb isn't, and I think part of that is instinctual -- meaning she's feeling wholly and truly loved and accepted and seen by someone other than her dad for the first time in her life -- and part of it is likely due to her insecurities when it comes to The Business. I mean fuck! Deb has clout and connections spanning back 50 years. She holds conference with Liberace, the mayoress of Vegas and Wayne Newton without issue. She kicked the mayoress out of her mansion when she got too annoying ffs. Who in their right mind WOULDN'T want to take advantage of that! Never mind that this is precisely what I'm going through in my own life. Ava has a lot of growing to do in her career and in her emotional intelligence. She has as much catching up to do with that as Deb does with sexuality. I don't have any Ava hints, so I'll take a wild stab in the dark and guess Ava's doing really well professionally. Like reeeeally well. Almost unbelievably well. Unrealistically well. Like Deb's maybe pulling a lot of strings because she can't stand to see Ava fail. And maybe she'll be able to lure Ava back so they can have a stand-off in Deb's foyer or something. Just a guess. I'll honestly be stunned if this is legit.
As far as trajectory, I'm thinking we have some growing and moving around to do in 8 episodes and that's not a lot of time so it'll probably move fast. (The first ep is 60 mins, so like.... they're gonna pack a lot of shit into very limited time frames and we all gotta pay close attention because not everything will be dialogue. There are 8 eps this season including 301, so we got 4.5 hours of this season to work with folks.) Highlights of my thoughts are as follows:
Deb won't come out yet but she'll have some sapphic realizations she runs by Ava to see if they're actually sapphic and not some kind of weird 'what is this feeling' moments. Dearest Darlingist Momsie and Popsicle...
Deb will decide to be more open with Ava about how she feels in general but also how she feels about Ava! She'll want to be closer to Ava by the end of the season and we'll have more apologies and metaphoric funerals to look forward to with that.
Ava will have success in her career ventures even at the expense of her physical connection to Deb because Deb will truly support that growth and Ava will know she has "a home to come back to" n shit so she'll be more amenable to the idea of pursuing that goal. I suspect a solid attempt at success and a final separation from Deb by the end of S3. Think balcony scene all over again but with elated smiles instead of tears... except maybe from the fangirls.
Ava and Marcus will have a come to Jesus moment. One of them will win the fight for Deb's affection and it won't be Marcus.
Marty won't show up in person but he'll likely be referenced a few times, either in dialogue or visually (as in we'll see a shot of the Palmetto or Deb's special is played etc.) Same goes for Frank and flashback clips of Who's Making Dinner? or DJ telling a story about him etc. This will be to remind everyone of where Deb started and where she's going emotionally and with her sexuality.
Kayla and Jimmy are gonna be a riot this season. Pure unhinged comedy gold with these two. Paul and Megan are now series regulars, so expect more of this situational-physical comedy in coming seasons. ~My body is ready.~
Deb's Vegas residency will founder because that's just good dramaturgy. Ava may or may not come to the rescue on that. I'll be interested to see where she stands in terms of her desire or lack thereof to help Deb and whether it'll be from a place of genuine concern or out of guilt or out of spite or out of having something to lord over Deb's head. I wouldn't be surprised if any or all of that is her reason to help or not help.
Ava and Nina... Jesus h Christ on a stick. Yeah these two have some major bumps to work out this season.
Deb and DJ also have some major bumps to work out this season and I CANNOT WAIT TO SEE DEB BECOME A GRANDMOTHER I WILL SOB UNCONTROLLABLY FOR A WEEK I AM SO READY AND I AM SO TOTALLY NOT AND I AM TERRIFIED OF NO LONGER HAVING KLONOPIN TO NUMB MY EMOTIONS AND BEING BOMBARDED WITH THE KNOWLEDGE THAT DEB IS HOLDING A LITTLE SLICE OF HER OWN DNA WITH THE CARE SHE HAS ALWAYS WANTED TO GIVE IT BUT NEVER GOT TO GIVE IT BECAUSE OF HER OWN NEGLECTED EMOTIONS AND BEING SO SCARED OF OPENING UP THAT MUCH GAAAAADDDDDDUUUUHHHHHH never mind that this is precisely what i'm going through in my own life istg this show is a full body mirror and i am staring in disbelief
Storytelling style is likely gonna be a back-and-forth between Vegas and LA in every ep instead of every other ep. I'd be interested to see it come alive in a flashback style tbh but that would probably be too confusing for a comedic tone. Back-and-forth will stop once Ava returns to Vegas, obvs.
I'm still banking on Deb loaning Ava her LA mansion at some point. I'm also banking on a series finale that includes a song by Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young as the end credits backing track. Paul saw that on my insta story a couple years ago. I have no idea why. But he knows my headcanon now, so if I end up meeting him IRL I will double down on that. And the biggest crocodile tears will spring from my eyes if it's "Our House".
What the fuck ever JPL and co. have to throw at me I WILL DEVOUR LIKE A RABID SQUIRREL HIGH ON THE FRUITS OF 400 YEAR OLD OAK TREES no questions asked.
Thanks for coming to my TEDTalk.
12 notes · View notes
definitelynotaria · 2 years
Text
SAGau Venti, but its Wispty
Tumblr media
Ok,so i had this idea for a while now,i kinda living on it. I noticed how lot of general SAGau with Venti coming on this world consists of Venti in his mortal human form. But what if... SAGau Wispty in this world?
Warnings: its lazy, brainrot, general SAGau
Wispty is still Venti,so his personal reactions gonna stay the same.
For however he got in there, he is not gonna be really far from you. What i can say right away is that the state of our world gonna horrify him.
Since Wispty is purely elemental being, he will be lucky to spawn somewhere away from big city. He probably will have difficulty breathing and overall confusion with all the stuff around him.
Small little wisp in the big sad world.
So lets have mercy and place it around the forest ( or other kind of natural terrain your home has).
First of all, would be really unfortunate if he runs (flies?) into other people then you first. Think about it, most of people in this world never saw a creature like him. He will get bullied or caught and end up in some laboratory.
But, honestly i doubt that he will approach anyone other then you.
So after some wondering and playing the colder-warmer game*,he will find you. That will probably happen in public place or just outside, so the real time when you notice lil Wispty is...
When you open your bag at home.
Pls don't faint. He didn't mean for you to faint. Why are you afraid? :<
I'm torn between "he can't talk in this form" and "he can",so lets say he can talk using thelepathy.
After some general SAGau stuff of explaining between both of you, and were getting to the fun stuff.
Living with Wispti...
...is going to be fun to say at least. Good luck trying to survive cutness overload.
After all misunderstandings got sorted, you will need to accept two things.
He is 100% convinced you're The Divine Creator, and he isn't getting why you are trying to convince him you're not.
And he is glued to you now.
Best way of figuring out the best way to deal with this reverse Isekai situation is to live through your daily routine normaly and see how he fits in there and to adjust further in.
As for Venti
He will be overwhelmed by all the unfamiliar things in your house.
He tried to sit on stove once.
His poor wispy butt....
Imma say he is naturally curious,but in his wisp form its doubled.
You will need to pull him out of VERY various places.
You might wake up to something falling in a different room aling with loud wisp chirping.
Actually, let me be lazy simle. Think of owning a cat.
If you really want to do something ( including art, cooking, gaming ,etc.) get him one of those soup cup and place him there. Thats gonna be his "jailed for small crimes cup".
He will be ecstatic if you do this cat lifehack with a sweatshirt worn back to front and place him in the cape.
Do that when you play video games or when you watch anime, etc.
You got him his own little wisp bed ( read,you bought a cat bed in a pet store) , but somehow you always wake up with him on your pillow or near you under the blanket.
Yes,you were afraid that you'll crash him in your sleep after that.
Now,he doesn't really need to eat,but he will eat whatever you give him
He will absolutely pick his head into anything you,do. He wants to be included.
When you come outside he will follow you in your bag or in your clothes.
100/10 would recommend getting Wispty of your own!
I got tired and overall don't like this one,but i still like the idea,so feel free to use it,but pls tag me,i want to read it!
175 notes · View notes
autisticempathydaemon · 2 months
Note
A friend of mine's been tryna get me into Redacted and shit and told me bout your matchups so Imma give it a go
DO 4 LOVE by Snoh Alegra. Specifically the part "And in my world, only you / Make me do for love, what I would not do"
Had to look up what you were talkin bout, my friend said Id be a 2? So Imma take their word and go with that
I don't really watch things unless someone else is showing me?? But I'm pretty sure I saw this one vid about the best cocktail and fresh herb pairings which was pretty fucking cool
Is that a thing people have...? I guess I didn't have one really?? Friends were kinda hard to keep when I was younger
I don't really sleep if I can help it. If I do, it's usually cuz I'm around the right people y'know? And usually cuz I'm bout to pass out or some shit
My name isn't changed across the board or anything but I chose my other name cuz I wanted something that felt like it represented what I wanna be. I like being a guide in a weird way, and there was something bout my name that just feels right now. I dunno, it's kinda weird cuz I still vibe with my first name too
Had to pull it up again so I didn't fuck up the title but "Baking A Cake With Your Incubus Boyfriend" for sure. I pretty much learned how to cook cuz someone else taught me and the audio reminds of one of my friends. Plus I crack myself up thinkin bout how badly another friend fucked up a cake this one time
I don't really fuck with Sam honestly? Don't really like Vincent either but that's more of a dislike kinda situation. Sam's real hard headed bout certain things and it's exhausting sometimes. He's not bad when he quits actin like he ain't holdin onto the same shit he scolds other people for, but as a whole I don't see what other people do in him
Sat next to a friend reading Circe out loud and then borrowed it from them the next day. They let me keep it after I asked to re-read it for the 5th time
If I had to pick? Vega or Brachium. Both of them remind me a lot of a old friend of mine so I fuck with most of their audios. I think they'd be cool to kick it with if they didn't have a bunch of plot shit goin on
Don't really have a go-to cuz I like tryin new shit. I tend to let someone else pick for me and roll with it. Last time I got something they gave me strawberry lemonade and hard pretzels. Was pretty good ngl
Been really into disco music lately! I think it's disco. That's what they called it, I dunno, it's fun to jam to. Really into Night To Remember as of late
Uh I dunno, maybe cooking shows? I don't really get what they're sayin half the time but it looks good on the screen
Tumblr media
Hmmm, Type Twos are characterized as a giving, open- hearted sort of people, leaning towards those who are similarly inclined. With that in mind, I’d pick Camelopardalis for you.
Another reason I like him for you is because of what you said about sleep. Sleeping in the presence of another person is so vulnerable and trusting so I wanted to pair you with the most trustworthy Redacted man I could think of. Also, I think Cam would be the most appreciative of the trust and love that that gesture would wordlessly express, you know? Also, I like what you said about “being a guide”; like, I feel Cam would hear that and resonate with that.
Overall, you’d have such a peaceful, serene life, and I love that for y’all. Cam would be so well fed in more ways than one, because I can see him being such a supportive, helpful sous chef once he gets the idea. I can clearly imagine you introducing him to cooking and disco, music playing while he watches you dance around the kitchen while also watching whatever’s in the pot on the stove. (I’m so sure the daemon powers and speed will be so helpful in the kitchen.) (Also, I think he was totally old enough to be around for disco, but he was more of a classical/jazz guy. This would make it even more fun to show him the genre he missed.)
Song:
Give me the simple life/ Some find it pleasant dining on pheasant/ Those things roll off my knife/ Just serve me tomatoes and mashed potatoes/ Give me the simple life/ A cottage small is all I'm after
Like I said, Cam’s a classics and jazz kind of guy in my head. I think he’d have a wonderful time showing you the music he likes, the kind that brings him serenity. This song, specifically the Ella Fitzgerald version is deffo an example. I can see this playing in the morning as he gets ready for work in the morning making you breakfast since you always cook for him.
Runner-ups:
Morgan is a good runner-up for you because he also strikes me as a guiding, helpful figure, just not as much as Cam, ya know? David is a runner-up because I think it’d be really cute for y’all to cook with each other~
Note: I totally agree with you about Sam you’re so real for that~
Read this post and send me an ask if you’d like a match-up of your own! 💌
7 notes · View notes
raerambling · 2 months
Text
Yo hey more Bounty hunter Kanako! I’ve honestly kinda fell in love with this whole au, accidentally created my own hyperfixation within a hyperfixation. So I’m going to go ramble on more about my favorite traumatized fox child.
I actually got a question from @kanorune about Kanako’s relationship with the feisty five, which also got me thinking about her relationships with everyone else, so imma start with that. To answer your question on what she thinks of Moray, her hatred towards Martlet is much more her being apart of the Royal Guard than her familiar appearence. In fact, foxes are red-green colorblind like dogs, so she wouldn’t even know that Martlet and Undyne look similar. But the similarities between Undyne and Moray are a lot more noticeable, to the point Undertale yellow even mentions the similarities, so Kanako for sure notices. The thing is, the Feisty Five are family to her, she’s an honorary member of the team and is treated as such. So when it comes to Moray, there’s conflicting feelings. She’s known him her entire childhood, he’s her partner just like the rest of the posse, but she can’t stop seeing her in him no matter what she does. So Kanako keeps her distance from Moray more then the others, which definitely upsets the poor guy, those he never says it. He does his best to reach out and be supportive, but there’s moments where he can feel her eyes burn in the back of his neck, and he knows there’s little holding her back from ripping it open. As for the other four, Kanako will never admit it, but she loves being carried around by Ed. Her and Mooch like to do crime together, Kanako distracts while Mooch does Mooch things. Ace finds Kanako to be a worthy card game opponent with a poker face that can rival his own, whenever Kanako finds herself bored while Starlo’s out drinking you’ll probably find her playing rummy with him. Also fun fact, Ace is the one that modified her hat to have the ear holes and bell rope around it!
A dynamic I’ve been really interested in is hers with Dalv. Kanako’s his first and only friend, the one that gave him corn every day under the door. In Undertale yellow, the reason it stopped one day is because she fell down. Here, she simply can’t bring herself to return. The way I’ve enturpreted the blue soul’s treck through the underground, she attacked Kanako which is why Chujin sent Axis after them; partially to protect his family, but mostly for revenge (it seems it runs in the family.) I saw someone propose the idea that the reason Dalv was attacked is that he was protecting Kanako, and I fell in love with it. In my mind, this is cannon, no one can tell me otherwise. Kanako saw him as her best friend, Dalv found her to be an inspiration, and while their bond was sparse and weak, but it was valuable. After both her parents literally bite the dust, their relationship became a reminder to her of her grief and guilt. Dalv almost died and is traumatized because of her, and now her family is dead because of her. She was scared to loose anyone else in her life, so in a desperate attempt to get back control, she cut the ties herself before Dalv had the chance. The farther she was, the safer he’ll be. That’s what a good friend would do, keep their friends safe, right..?
Also, finally came up with a name for Kanako’s bounty hunter persona; Fox Fire! It has a lot of basis and research behind it, so excuse me as I ramble about it for a bit too long.
The name comes from two words, the finish word revontulet, and the Japanese word Kitsunebi, both translating into English as fire fox. A kitsunebi, as the word suggests, has a close connection to kitsunes, the type of monster Ceroba and Kanako are meant to reference. There’s many folktales about kitsunes and kitsuebis. Some stories say a kitsunebi is a flame created when a kitsune rubs its tails together, others say they’re torchlights used when foxes get married, and many festivals have come forth from kitsunebi. Kitsunebi also has a close connection to the Japanese god of foxes, Inari, and the shrine dedicated to her, Oji Inari. Meanwhile in Finland, revontulet is what they call the northern lights, meaning fox fire in English. It comes from a folk tale stating that the Aurora borealis are the tails of arctic foxes running across the sky. Aurora borealises can only form in the north and south poles, thus making it common for the northern lights and the star Polaris, more commonly referred to as the North Star, close together. Not only does the name Fox Fire give Kanako a connection to her family and their liniage as kitsunes, but also gives her a connection to Starlo and his title as North Star as the two astrological sighting happen together. There’s also a simple view of the name too, as Kanako is a fox monster that has fire magic, this Fox Fire, very simple. But actually the fox part of fox fire doesn’t come from the animal, but actually from the word faux, which means false. I nice nod to the fact that Fire Fox isn’t her actual name, and is instead a facade she put on as a form of escapism. Also, something I didn’t plan for, while doing research I found an old Western movie called Foxfire Light, so this name is literally perfect for her in every single way possible. IM A GENIUS!
Ok, enough rambling, I also made Kanako an official design too! A bit different from the headshot I showed before, it was more proof of concept than anything. Had a lot of fun drawing her, love the design, she’s such a sassy lass. I wanted to draw her with a pistol, but because I am an academic student in the thick of the American south, I am very triggered by guns. While I can handle most unrealistic depictions, like in games or drawings, it makes getting references and accurately drawing one very difficult for me. So I went with the much less ptsd enduring much more Busexual approach of ✨finger guns✨ 👉👉👉👉👉👉
Tumblr media
I can’t get her hat to look right AAAAAAAAAHHHHH! I’ll make an official ref of her someday, but I’m just done with drawing cowboy hats for today. That’ll be a post for another day. Goodbye for now :P
8 notes · View notes
actualbird · 10 months
Note
Hi Zak!! This is a pretty random ask but i was just wondering if you have any tips for starting a fanfic/story? I just keep getting stuck on how to start one (I really love your work/blog 🙏 feeds my tot brain rot fr!!)
hi anon, im glad you like the stuff i make ;w; !!! and ohhh, sure i got tons of tips for that!.....so many that i actually wish i cld get u back here to ask what specifically about starting a story u'd want tips on but for now, i'll go for a general overview :D!!
cuz....to me (i.e. based on my writing process, which i'll be drawing heavily from for these tips), the act of Starting comes in three distinct steps, one after the other:
Idea Generation (what is the story gonna be about and how do i get ideas for that?)
Concept Organization/Outlining (how is the story going to be about this idea and how will i be executing it?)
Creation (GAH, HOW PUT WORDS ON PAGE!?!?!?)
so i'll give general tips for all three!!!
-
Idea Generation Tips
(this is the step that i personally have the least trouble with because my brain makes 5 new ideas every day. it's kinda a curse now because it leads to me having too many wips and concepts and only 1% of them gets to the Creation period jhvjhVJKSHFVHJS BUT ANYHOO, TIPS-)
Check Out Prompt Lists (super fun and easy way to get an idea! theres tons of story and fic prompts out there that you can search up here on tumblr, some of them being lists of lines of dialog or lists of AUs or scenarios. even if you dont follow a prompt exactly, they can be great at kickstarting ur brain into thinking of something related that you Do wanna pursue)
Open/Ask For Prompt Requests (if ur brain doesnt have any ideas, u can ask around and see if anyone ELSE has ideas theyre alright with you writing! my tot fics "reviews for Time's Antiquities, South Stellis | Average Rating: 4.8 Stars" and "but little do we know, the stars welcome him with open arms" were both inspired by anon asks i got!! to those anons who sent those asks, i owe u my life....but yea, maybe other people can give ideas to you! or, again, give Something that can inspire another thing in ur brain to take shape)
Just Ramble With A Friend (SO MANY OF MY FIC IDEAS started because i was just goofing off and playing idea volleyball with fandom buddies in our DMs (shoutout to sam samsspambox, z lukevonhagen, and beck beckthebeetle for being the main culprits of this). like, what started out as a joke conversation eventually makes go "oh no wait i actually wanna see that as a fic" and then boom, Idea Has Been Acquired. but fr, talking with another person makes your brain create things u never thought about before. it's both tons of fun to chat with a buddy as a sounding board, and it yields awesome concepts for stories!)
For Fanfic Specifically, Think About What You Want To See In Canon But Hasn't Happened And You Want It So Bad It's Driving You NUTS (this can be anything from missing scenes you wish were expanded on, scenes you wish went a different way, character relationships you wish you could see more of in canon, go nuts! the fun thing with fanfic is that it's a fertile playground for all the what-ifs, and a lot of my fics' ideas were simply found because i thought "man i know tears of themis is never gonna show me deep found fam moments/artem ptsd consequences after main story 6.2/mariluke, so imma make it myself" JHVSJDHF. ideas are hard to make sometimes, but brains are so good at desiring things. and all those desires? those can also be Ideas for a fic!)
-
Concept Organization/Outlining
(very much skippable if your writing style/personality is more receptive to free-wheeling!! im just the type of writer who always needs an outline to begin something. it helps me structure a raw idea with no shape into something clearer that i can envision a story for)
Outline A Rough Chain Of Events Chronologically (this can be as simple as three bullet points, what happens at the Start of the story, the Middle, and the End. or maybe you can go list down the portions of your fic according to the Freytag's Pyramid Plot Structure: Exposition, Inciting Incident, Rising Action, etc etc.)
Outline A Rough List Of Stuff You Just Want To Happen In The Fic (if your brain is like mine and isnt too great at chronological thinking, make a list of just all the plot points and events or even dialog exchanges u Want to see in the fic. you can organize it in the order u want later once uve put everything down)
Outline The Themes (moving away from plot, many stories are more focused on feelings or characterization or themes. so make a list of the Concepts you want to tackle. this is something i do for my fics that are more introspective, so i outline shit like "EVENT THAT MAKES LUKE INTERNALIZE SELF-LOATHING followed by EVENT THAT MAKES LUKE'S VIEW BE NOTICED BY ANOTHER CHARACTER")
-
Creation
(the worst part of writing....is the writing JAVFJVSDKHFDJHJ but nah fr this is the part i have the hardest time with, so here are tips that help me kickstart the word engine)
You Dont Have To Start Writing The Fic From The Beginning Of Its Story, Start Writing Wherever (confession: a good 75% of my fics are ones where the first scene i actually wrote down was not the start. instead, i just wrote the scene i was most excited to write. and usually thats somewhere in the middle! i do this cuz it makes my brain happy, and a happy brain is much easier to pull words from than a sad brain. plus, when i see the scene I Like Best already written, it gives me motivation to do the rest of the fic because oh my god i want everybody to sEE THIS ONE DANG SCENE!!! start writing the fic at whatever point you want, in whatever order comes most naturally to you, is my point. you can fill the rest in later, but hey, starting to write where you Want has gotten you Started. now you just gotta finish, and finishing when you already have something down is much easier than starting from 0)
Set Tiny Wordcount Goals. And When I Say Tiny, I MEAN TINY!!! (writing is intimidating but if you set a goal of say, 100 words written for a wip per day, at the end of one week, you'll have 700 words. at the end of two, you'll have 1400 words. at the end of a month, 3000. small goals help since it makes you do Something, and that Something will inevitably compound, no matter what goal uve set. and let urself be proud of the goals uve achieved!!! writer brain gets happy when you tell it it's done a good job at reaching a wordcount goal, and like i said earlier, happy brain is much easier to work with than sad brain)
Give Yourself All The Time You Need (i know this sounds counterproductive but sometimes....the best thing you can do for the part of your brain that wants to start creating....is waiting til it's ready. dont pressure yourself, cuz brain will get sad. dont be too hard on yourself, cuz brain will get sad. start when you want to start in the way that works best with your brain and see where things go, but be patient with yourself. sometims Starting is actually the longest part of writing a story and thats fine. it will happen. trust)
-
thats all the tips ive got! and of course, what will work for me wont always work for other people, so please feel free to take what you think applies to you and discard what doesnt resonate.
i hope some part of this can help! happy writing :D
40 notes · View notes
dulltoned · 4 months
Note
currently brainrotting about the possible antagonists that we could get in Trolls 4 (if that does end up happening) and I need to get this shit out somehow
I’ve seen people talk about Crimp being the next antagonist, and imma be real; I don’t see it- like sure, that lil mop thing is smart, hell, even Velvet acknowledged that and ended up not trusting her as a result, but I highly doubt Crimp could be some kind of evil mastermind (also wondering how she didn’t get arrested as well since, legally speaking she could be considered a as an accomplice to the whole shit fest with Floyd?? make that make sense, but then again, law may work different in their world so what do I know)
some said something about Creek coming back, and let me just say I HATE plots like that-
Creek’s dead, end of story, and even if he is somehow still alive, he doesn’t deserve to fucking return (I hate Creek, alright- can’t stand the little shit)
now, I’ve seen someone speak about a new kind of Troll popping up and I gotta say that caught my eye a bit more; Phonk Trolls- I’d say it would be an interesting concept to play with-
I got a personally idea of mine since, throughout the movies, the subject of grey trolls in general is never truly talked about again- so far, canonically, Branch seems to be the only troll we know of that has turned grey and remained that way for a long period of time- but what if there were more, similar to him? trolls who had lost their colors and just- never gained them back
I find the idea of a whole tribe of grey trolls rather interesting, and it would be a fun concept to tweak and play around with- and how they could pose a threat to our beloved main cast- perhaps they want to rid the world of color, or they want to steal that color to have some sort of happiness back, unfortunately ripping all the others trolls of that same mirth- are they driven by anger, grief, vengeance, or a mix of all of these?
or perhaps the newest antagonist is another species entirely, or a bigger threat than anything they’ve experienced before-
anyways it’s midnight where I am and I need some sleep
-🪶
I don't really have any big hopes for the antagonists of the fourth film, were there to be one. I'd like to see some returning antagonists, to be fair, even if they've all been pretty safely written off and tucked away where they won't be a problem anymore.
I don't remember if the storyboards I saw were real or not but I honestly wouldn't mind if Creek was a returning villain. I'd honestly like to see him antagonize Branch a lot more, I enjoyed their bitter dynamic before the Snack Pack got taken in the first movie. While Chef is most certainly dead we saw Poppy save herself from a similar experience during Get Back Up Again so I don't think it would be entirely out of pocket to have Creek survive somehow.
I just don't know how the franchise could do that in a way that I wouldn't despise. I know that I absolutely loathed how Creek was written into The Beat Goes On and I would hate to have the main series ruined by some blunder like that.
I'd just like to see one of the Trolls movies expand a bit more on what we already know, like how World Tour really went into detail about the Trolls and their different cultures and subspecies. I don't want a whole new species like the Mount Rageons even though I adore them, I think it'd be fun to dig a little deeper into the world we already have and then continue to expand it later down the line maybe.
I like what I've seen a few people say here and there, though. I'd like to see a scenario where Branch is the one that needs help for once, instead of being the one to offer it and pull off the rescue. I love seeing how competent and aware he is but I'd like to see what would happen if the rest of the trolls didn't have Branch to rely on for once. He's always a really big piece of the solution so what would happen if they didn't have him to put things together?
Regardless, if/when a fourth film comes out I hope I love it just as much as the other three. That's all I can really ask for.
12 notes · View notes
sugar-omi · 9 months
Note
Hope you don't mind another prompt from me, since my first one when you mentioned the hangman moment 'Growing', I thought it would be a very fun thought experiment to reverse the scene and it's gn!mc who writes the phrase down, and Cove is the one to guess it. I take hangman very seriously (bc it's my favorite pass-time activity) so I'm very quick with it but I could imagine Cove taking some more rounds to guess until he finally gets the full result. :D
tags : fluff, step 2, re-imagined "growing" moment
synopsis : you flirt with cove in a game of hangman
Tumblr media
maybe its the heat that makes you so bold, or maybe its mistake number 5,796 that only 13 year olds can make at this time; but with cove's suggestion to play hangman, you decide to share one of your many thoughts on cove, your neighbor and crush...
you sit back down with a paper and pen in hand. "mind if i go first? since you picked the game..."
cove nods.
you hum and think for a minute, tossing back and forth ideas before you finally settle on it.
it's a bit embarrassing, and you feel a wave of heat wash over you, but you just blame it on the weather.
sketching out the lines for the hangman and your quote, you turn it around for cove to start guessing.
your heart pounds as cove starts guessing, although his first guess makes you laugh.
"z?"
you laugh for a bit, leaning on your bed as you take in cove's answer. wiping away tears you look at him with a grin. "z? wha- *laughs* what makes you guess z?"
cove smiles lazily, happy to make you laugh. he shrugs. "gotta take out the hard options."
you shake your head, drawing a shaky circle for the hangman's head. "you're silly. consider starting with vowels instead."
you pause for a moment, wondering if you're giving yourself away.
you didn't exactly think about how cove would react to the compliment once he guessed it.. would it be okay if he didn't guess it?
he'd probably ask what it was if he failed... would you tell him?
you chew your lip, startling when cove catches your attention.
"y/n?" cove tilts his body to the side, looking at you.
you smile weakly. "nevermind, just dying in this heat."
cove blinks but plays along with you, grinning as he makes a comment. "me too. i think i'm stuck to the floor now."
you throw your stuffed cat plushie at him. it didn't hurt him, the cat is the size of his hand at best. he just laughs and fluffs it into shape.
"imma have to charge you rent then." you grin wolfishly when cove asks how much. "twenty."
cove rolls his eyes, his cheeks a bit flushed as he thinks about it. "still can't believe my dad did that..."
cove looks down at the paper, telling you his answer again before you get too distracted.
you lick your lips, adding "O" to the line.
you smile at him, continuing where you left off. "yeah, it was kinda weird.." you twiddle your fingers, looking at your lap as cove takes a bite of his sandwich, thinking about his next guess as he waits for you to continue or not.
mumbling a bit, realizing the heat must have some kind of bug in it since you're so... sentimental today.
"i'm glad he did it anyway. you're not bad for twenty dollars." you smirk, trying to ignore your racing heart and covering up your fluster with jokes.
cove rolls his eyes and laughs. there's still a blush on his cheeks, your words still warmed his heart.
"good. there's no refunds." he plays along, looking at you through his lashes.
"damn. i missed the return window, huh." you curse to which cove laughs, telling you his next guess.
"p!"
you bite your lip, drawing the letter.
as you go on playing, joking and laughing as well as focusing occasionally when cove contemplates his next move.
he's... close. although not without sacrifice.
he lost the first and second round, with only 3 letters correctly guessed on the board in the first round and somehow finished the second round with 2. now it's you're third round, and his hangman is close to his end, unfortunate for him.
the hangman only has 2 legs and an arm left, and cove has finally decided to take your game seriously instead of laughing and joking with you.
you're really nervous now, since he's getting really close..
YOU A_E CU_E
cove looks confused at what it could be, but taking his former experience into account he guesses the next few letters.
"r?" cove phrases it like a question, tilting his head like a puppy.
you draw it, twisting the pencil as he takes the final guess.
"t..."
you swallow, drawing a shaky letter 'T'.
'YOU ARE CUTE'
the silence stretches between you two, and you look up from the paper to greet cove's flushed face.
he's covering his face with his hands and you look down at his lap to see his glasses are hanging off the plush cat's head.
you try to think of the plushie with glasses that actually fit, its a way to distract you as you wait for cove to respond but it just makes you blush when you realize it'd just look like cove that way...
jesus fucking christ... you drag your hand over your face. cove takes up so much of your thoughts...
you look up at him, still covering your mouth with your hand, and you mumble loudly enough for him to hear. "...a penny for your thoughts?"
cove squeaks, clearly lost in his thoughts.
it makes you happy though, since he hasn't run away it must be a good sign right?
he peaks at you from the gaps of his fingers. the shadow casted over his face makes his eyes pop, cove's brilliant blue irises making your stomach flutter with the way he looks so flustered by your written compliment.
you startle, almost missing his question.
"you mean it?..."
you blink, swallowing. suddenly your mouth feels dry... in the end you nod, and muster up a couple words.
"yeah. i do." cove squeaks at your answer.
you can't really see it, but cove's hands part in a way that allow you to see the smile forming on his face.
it makes you smile too. this is good right? you're suppose to start feelings... things. at this age, so this is okay. especially if its cove.
cove finally comes out of hiding, trading covering his face for twisting the arms of the cat plush in his lap. he must have braced himself enough to give his own compliment without hiding, at least if tilting his head down and glancing away didn't count.
"i uh... i think you're cute too..."
you're blushing, and you bite your lip to stop the elated grin from taking over your face.
yeah, this is definitely okay.
100 notes · View notes
whatisreggieshortfor · 11 months
Text
Odd
Futakuchi x gn!reader
TW: implied death? I think.
You were an odd manager. The oddest manager Futakuchi has ever worked for.
You had only been full time at the company a year or two longer than he had, but you had done internships through your time at uni until you ended up leading your own team of employees- he just happened to be one of them.
But what made you the oddest manager?
Well, it was a few things.
You were constantly talking about things none of them seemed to know- some were tv shows or movies they hadn’t watched, some was just obscure facts. He almost hated the fact that it was endearing.
He would often catch you repeating things to yourself, not quite what people referred to as echolalia because your voice was too soft when you said it.
You had a habit of asking someone to repeat a question- only to answer it before they even started.
When one of the team members did something stupid or bizarre when they should’ve known better, your face broadcasted that message even though you weren’t trying to. Your face was an open book to your emotions.
You had a habit of using everyone’s first names, whether they had given you permission or not. When someone voiced they weren’t okay with it, you would adjust for that person, but as a standard you used first names.
But the oddest thing- the fact that your phone ringer was always turned up all the way.
It made sense, in some cases, like if you had to assist someone in the field, or when you were waiting on calls from the company supervisors.
But it was all the time. In meetings, while you were on calls, in your office speaking with the company president.
No matter what, your ringer was on and it was loud.
He couldn’t figure out why.
What call were you so afraid of missing?
A work trip out of town was supposed to be a fun time. It was supposed to be about employee bonding or something, and he grew up around here- Date Tech was only a few blocks over. At least that was what he thought. Some of his coworkers had decided to hit a bar and he had tagged along, now he was turned around and couldn’t even remember if he was actually in the Miyagi prefecture or somewhere else.
Disoriented and far beyond his usual drunkenness for a night out, he dialed the only person his cloudy mind could think of.
You.
“Kenji? Are you okay?”
Did you always sound so panicked when you answered the phone? He was pretty sure he’d only left a few minutes ago.
“Y/N?” When did he get out of breath? “Hey, sorry bout this… lost, I think?”
“Don’t move, take a seat on the sidewalk or a bench if you see one. I’m on my way.”
“Don’t know where I am.”
“You might not, but I do. You keep your location turned on.” He could hear some shuffling, whether that was you over the phone or someone nearby, he had no idea. “Do you want me to stay on the phone?”
“No, i’s ‘kay. Imma nap.”
“No!” You sounded very urgent all of a sudden, “Just stay on the line with me. You said before that you used to play volleyball, right? I have a friend who was a libero, what position did you play?”
He couldn’t keep track of the pointless nothingness you encouraged him to talk about, but suddenly someone was heaving him up from where he sat on the cement, “Whoa! Hey, qui’ touchin’ me!”
“Kenji!” He blearily looked up at the sound of your voice, slowly stopping his fumbling attempts to fight you off and you gave him a smile, “Hey, lightweight. Ready to get back to the hotel?”
Your phone rang again, startling him out of his drunken haze as he sat in passenger seat of your car, “Hey! No, I found him, we’re heading back now. See you guys soon.”
“Why d’you always have that s’loud?”
“What?” You blinked at him for a moment, merging back into traffic as he head lolled against the window.
“Your phone. Always loud.”
“I just…” He didn’t understand why you took a deep breath, “I just don’t want to miss a call again when someone needs me.”
He didn’t understand why there was so much sadness in that sentence, his mind still far too riddled with intoxication from the alcohol.
But he did understand it in the morning, as he remember the way you rescued him.
He stopped feeling like he had to prove himself after that, you weren’t an enemy. You weren’t an opponent. You were just someone that cared about others. He had never particularly nice to you, something he fought to correct after that night, but you still cared about him.
So maybe you weren’t the oddest manager he’d ever had.
Sure, you still rambled about shows the team had never seen, but he was able to keep up with it now.
You still whispered repeats of things to yourself, but he no longer tried to hate how endearing it was.
You still asked people what and then answered their questions before they could ask again, but now there were times he didn’t even open his mouth to repeat himself. Just waited for your answer.
Your face still showed every emotion you felt, but now he felt lucky to see that.
You still called everyone by their first names, but now when someone said his last name both of you had to look.
Because you may have started as the oddest manager he ever had, but after that night and the years that followed you ended up being the best choice he could ever marry.
Masterlist
26 notes · View notes
oliviasecrets · 10 months
Text
Tumblr media
This is life
VI
“Yeah I’m only here for two days then I play in Ibiza”
“No way I’ve always wanted to go there I’ve heard amazing stories about the nightlife”
“Why don’t you come with me it could be fun”
Johns invitation was very tempting but you had to draw your line
“It does sound like fun but I’m currently under a lot of work I can’t take a vacation”
“Hey I understand how about this give me your number and when you’re free we can arrange something”
“Yeah sure”
What you didn’t know is that a few yards away Jack was watching this interaction and when he saw you trying into that djs phone his blood boiled he tried to fight the feeling of jealous but that overcame
“Jack where are you going… wait up man”
Jack moved fast through the crowd so that he wouldn’t be recognized by any fan that wanted a picture, as he was about to enter the dj area he turn around when he felt a hand on his arm
“Hey if I was you I wouldn’t lose her”
“Emily hey yeah thank you that’s what I’m trying to do here”
“Show her that you really do care, and if you two do end up together please invite me to the wedding”
“You already thinking way to fast but definitely em”
The bouncer tried to stop Jack but luckily for him he was too damn famous know he didn’t need an introduction
“Have a fun night mr harlow”
“Thank you sir”
As Jack was getting close to you he made eye contact with the dj making you turn around from your previous conversation you couldn’t help but to smile and get all excited to finally see Jack after a week of crying over him, you made your way to him and wrap your arms on his neck taking in his delicious LV smell and Jack couldn’t resist but giving you a hard hug and kissing your cheek
“You have no idea how much I’ve missed you”
“Yeah I figured that out since it took you a week to call me”
“Come on ma are you making this difficult for me now”
“Yeah actually until you realize how much I’m worth”
That had him smiling from ear to ear
“Oh trust me you’ve been on my mind since I last saw you, even had me writing you a song and shit”
“Is that so jackman”
“Wanna hear it”
“Not really, I prefer having some fun with you”
Jack took your hand and made your way out of the vip area, walking towards the bar you order yourself some shots to make your confidence boost Jack kept placing one hand curled up on your waist as he was getting close to your ear he whispered
“Let’s get out of here”
“Jack we haven’t even danced, don’t you wanna dance with me?”
“I do but I prefer to spend some time with you just the two of us”
“One dance first”
You took jacks hand and made your way to the dance floor the one and only song played my humps by the black eye peas
“Imma get you drunk get you love drunk off my hump”
You turned around so you could grind a little with Jack, he placed both hand on your waist holding you tight and slightly touching your abs and slightly your under boobs making you turn around and wrap one hand on his neck
“You are getting very touchy jackman”
“Please can we just go already”
Jack put a hand on your neck taking care of you while you made yourself outside the club, before leaving you texted em telling her you were leaving with Jack but oh boy what a surprise you were headed towards
“Jack y/n are you together”
“Y/n please over here give a smile”
“Jack how does it feel to be with y/n”
“How long have you’ve been together”
“Please smile this way”
Neither you or Jack knew there was at least 25 paparazzi waiting outside
“just hold my hand and not let go y/n”
You grabbed his hand scared of what was happening then you started feeling people getting crowed and suddenly you felt someone grabbed your ass
“What the fuck don’t touch me”
You let go of jacks hand making him look your way he didn’t really understand what was going on but once he saw you pushing a guy away he saw red
“Get your hands off of her right now, I swear I’ll fuck you up dude”
“Jack please let’s just go away”
“Jack please
Before you realized urban had come out of no where grabbing Jack and preventing him from starting a fight
“Come on babe let’s get going”
“Em where’s Jack please”
“Y/n please just come with me he’ll find us”
The anxiety and being scared of what was going on overcame as you started to cry you walked half a block when you heard Jack
“Y/n are you okay, are you hurt please tell me you’re good”
Once you saw Jack jogging to you you stared to cry even more, maybe it was the excitement that had this effect in you
“Hey I’m here don’t worry y/n”
You looked at Jack and all you could do was kiss him a very passionate kiss wrapping your hands around his neck making the kiss more deep and intense Jack stopped and kissed your forehead
“I’m going to take that as an im okay Jack”
“Please don’t scare me like that again you dick I was so scared”
“I’ll promise I will behave but if someone else touch what’s mine I won’t promise anything”
“I’m not yours Jack”
“Fuck yeah you are I’m never letting you get away ever”
———————————————
Some action plus I love jealous Jack hahah any ideas text me!!
18 notes · View notes
slasherlouvre · 2 years
Note
What's the most memorable thing from childhood? Yes! Its mean nicknames. And You know the boys had some of the meanest nicknames at school.
Bo's would obviously be "little BO peep" vincent would def had been called "vinny" like the lacky character from the god father. But Lester! definitely had it the worst. I know vinny has half a face, but with a name like "lester" 🥺 boi was doomed. You know elementary school, he had people making nursery rhymes about him "lester, lester, who would of guessed her, has a boil, but lets it fester"
And it kinda goes with how the boys act now. Bo was nicknamed after a girl character so he has to be all MACHO now. Vinny got pushed around and probably hassled like "eyyy Vinny, imma Give ya an offer you can't refuse 👌" so he just goes with the flow of things, as long as he can do art he seems happy. but poor sweet lester. That boi got called "les,,,than human" to his face. That ball of sunshine has no idea how wonderful he is
Lester definitely brings up stories about his old "friends" from school and tells you about some of the old nicknames they gave him. you just have to stop what you're doing, and give him a hug. Lester probably tells" funny" stories that he doesn't even realize are horrifying until he looks at you and sees your stunned expression. Thankfully bo walks in halfway thru the story with "yeah. Then Me and vincent kicked their ass. We all laughed afterwards but they never did that again"
Lester deserves all the love in the world but i also wanna see more big brother! Bo and Vincent.
No bc some kids can be so damn cruel?? And this especially hurts me bc the boys were already going through so much at that time 🥲 Lester definitely deserves all the love in the world, and I can never get enough of the boy's big brother-little brother dynamic
Bo would have definitely gotten very pissed off and lashed out if anyone called him that- and to his face, no less. Talk about constant school fights with this boy. He doesn't care if he gets in trouble, he's making an example out of anyone who takes a jab at his masculinity.
Vincent just kind of ignores it/purposely isolates himself to get through the day. His biggest insecurity is his face, so anything else they may mock him for seems kind of pointless to waste his energy on, but it does eat away at him after so long if he's being honest.
I imagine Lester started out as one of those always happy kids; full of energy and laughter and constantly getting himself into some kind of trouble. The epitome of 'boys will be boys'.
Big brothers Bo and Vincent shielded him from what they could growing up in the Sinclair household. Lying to him in order to cover up for their parent's abuse where they could, and telling him wild stories to keep those innocent stars in his eyes. They did their best to distract him; encouraging him to play outside in order to avoid their parents altogether, so it's no wonder he grew up to be very outdoorsy.
I think Lester was a very eccentric kid; had a bone and rock collection, caught bugs to show them to people, a professional tree climber, a certified Louisiana swamp explorer- the whole nine yards :') Even as a boy, he was never afraid to get dirty, especially when it was so fun!
All good things must come to an end though :(
Bo and Vincent couldn't protect him from everything, and kids at school began to ostracize him when they weren't full on harassing him; the cruel nicknames, dramatically covering their noses when he walked past, shaming his interests, avoiding/ignoring him, never inviting him to anything. He shrugged it off best he could, still convinced himself they were friends, but it hurt. It all hurt like hell, and his lively smile was constantly being wiped off of him for a very long time during those years. He hid it from his brothers, willing himself to believe they didn't really mean it, but deep down he knew better- it's just too painful to confront truthfully.
Now as an adult he'll laugh, his smile wide and his laughter tense as he retells some of his childhood memories. Making fun of himself back then and mentioning all of his 'friends'. You're sure it's become a coping mechanism of sorts, but hearing the way they treated the love of your life is heartbreaking.
At first he's shocked when you begin to comfort him with plenty of physical affection and words of affirmation on the occasions he speaks about it- such gentle, loving treatment feeling so foreign when he had expected you to laugh with him or take it less seriously. It may take a good long while, but those defensive walls of his will begin to break down, and he'll start to heal properly with your love and care.
Bo and Vincent hate hearing him mention any of it, it makes them feel like they failed to protect him- especially Bo. So they always try to adjust the focus of those memories to how his big brothers sure took care of those assholes!; Wanting him to forget everything else 💔
135 notes · View notes
vannahmontannah · 3 months
Text
Tumblr media
I thought she liked me. Maybe I was wrong or I didn’t try hard enough. Either way…I’m fucked! There’s no way I have a chance but I’ll try. Maybe there’s a chance. I just wanna talk to her at least. We’ve been cool for a minute so it shouldn’t be that bad.
I walked up to the street to my house from the store. I was ready to go in since it was cold outside. It was around 50 degrees. I hurried into my apartment and sat my things down on the couch. I sat down and went back to Instagram to see if she had updated her posts. I clicked on her story and she posted some beautiful pictures oh herself. I hearted them, not really realizing if I was being thirsty or not. I call it showing appreciation in my book! I replied to her story, letting her know I liked them.
I can see us getting closer in the future and hopefully be together, but of course the future can change. When it comes to women, some of them are simple and don’t ask for much. As for her, she doesn’t want much, but I’d love to give her more than what she expects. I can tell she hasn’t gotten much affection in the past and she just needs some love.
She replied to my story reply by hearting it. She then said thank you with blue hearts. At least she has the decency to reply unlike others. I said she’s welcome and asked her how her day went.
“How’s your day going?”
“It’s going good. Yours?”
“It’s fine for the most part. Got any plans for Vday?”
“You know I don’t”
“Me neither. Imma be alone this year”
“Same here”
I sat and was trying to think of a clever way to ask her out, but my brain froze. Should I be straight forward or be cool and ease my way in?
“What would u like to do if u had a Valentines?”
“I don’t know. Probably go out to eat, go to the movies, have a picnic, get flowers, have rose petals waiting on the floor of a hotel room. Just a few ideas. Probably even play video games or watch mystery movies”
“Mystery movies on Valentine’s Day?”
“Problem?”
“Lol nah I was just not expecting that. All of those ideas seem cool. I use to give my girl flowers”
“Lucky her”
“If you’re not doing anything, maybe we can hang out”
The message say delivered for about 40 minutes. At this point I was getting nervous and didn’t wanna end up as a screenshot on her Instagram stories. My phone vibrated a few minutes later.
“And do what?”
What you mean? We can do the shit you just said.
“We can go out and have fun somewhere. You can pick a place”
“I mean you’re the one who planned it 😭”
She’s right. I guess I can choose from the list she gave me. I’m not going to pick the hotel one since that I would be pushing it.
“We can have a picnic. Would you like that?”
“Sure. When?”
Oh! She agreed! Okay, just relax. Just be cool.
“I was hoping on Valentine’s Day. If that day isn’t good for you, I understand. I just wanted to do something nice. We can do it as friends”
I sound so lonely, but I don’t care.
“Yeah, that sounds cool. I have an idea of what food to bring”
“Okay. Tell me what food you want and I’ll get it and bring it”
“Good!”
Maybe she does like me? I don’t know. Right now, I’m still in the friendzone. Maybe after the picnic and all goes well, I can try and ask.
2 notes · View notes