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unmarlou · 3 months

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time to pretend.

pairings. slytherins x fem!reader

summary. a typical day at the summer house.

lacy says. saltburn inspo but no bath water :/ this is bad lol purely for the aesthetic.

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"oi!"

the morning sun was beaming down stronger than yesterday. your sunglasses weren't even enough to keep you from squinting, though the book in your hands did good job if held at the right angle. and had it not been for the towel between, your skin would've been sticking to the lawn chair.

"morning blaise..." pansy said dreamily at your right. she was still half asleep.

you looked over your shoulder and saw blaise approaching, draco in tow. "didn't even bother to tell us you were out here, i see."

"we wanted you to get your beauty sleep, darling. nice swim trunks." they had tiny hula girls on them.

"i am a man of fashion." he plopped himself at the chair to your left, adjusting his shorts and sunglasses. he flashed a smile - a pretty one that only he could own and flaunt regardless the time of day. he quickly nudged your leg and pointed to draco, who sat at pansy's feet.

he was covered in noticeable amounts of sunscreen, head to toe. not only with a look of distain on his face but his slouch conveyed a message just fine on its own.

involuntarily a snort escaped, followed by stifled laughs.

"oh shut up."

even pansy, who was curled on her side away from everyone, sticking her hand out to some small animal, laughed, "we're only admiring you.”

all he could do was roll his eyes.

"stolen my chair then, have you?"

everyone’s attention turned to the voice, only to see enzo, also in his bathing suit, holding a platter of fruit. he almost looked like the cover of a magazine your mother wouldn't let you buy.

glancing over the back of the chair you could see mattheo and theodore walking in the field, talking lazily, probably sharing their first hellos of the day.

lorenzo placed the silver plate down on the small table between the chairs. you had asked him to bring something to eat expecting a piece of toast, though with him, you should've known better.

"well we can share, you know?"

"thank you, enzo."

he gave you a quick nod and wink, his way of saying no problem, never wanting to make a big deal out of gestures he found to be the minimum in his friendships.

"want me to sit on your lap then, blaise?"

draco rang on your left, "past a strawberry… please."

your arm extended to him, presenting three instead of just one. he cracked a reluctant smile, always surprised at how well you all knew him, never letting him stay miserable for long, "thanks."

a new shadow appeared on the ground in front of you causing you to peer up and greet theodore, "fruit?"

he shook his head, eyes still puffy and barely open, indicating he had just awoken. he stretched and rested his hands on either side of yours and pansy's chairs. bringing his forehead down to his left hand, he seemed to be taking a chance at sleep again.

"theo's had a rough morning."

you turned again and almost cackled at the sight of lorenzo sitting in blaise's lap, and mattheo sitting in lorenzo's. you could've sworn you saw the chair slightly give way under their weight.

pansy teased, "but an excellent night, isn't that right, teddy?"

he groaned loudly. drinking was never his strong-suit. he could roll and smoke all day, even on his worst, but going shot-for-shot was something he did only when feeling the most audacious. and something he always came to regret.

he shuffled his way to the small dock at the pond in front of you. eyes still closed, he laid down on the edge, his arm hanging over and into the water.

"hangover so bad he had to reconnect with nature."

“we’ve all been there.”

you smiled idly. placing the book on your stomach, not even considering an odd tan line. tilting your head back, your eyes closed.

a breeze blew, giving your skin a break from the exhausting heat it was under. you could feel the full trees above sway, and hear the water of the pond move with theodore’s helping hand. the low indistinct chatter of your friends simply background noise to remind you you weren’t alone in this oasis.

most mornings were like this. easy and quiet, any and all problems excluded from this place, this bubble of a world you had. if ever asked what moment you wished you could relive again and again, it would always be this.

the large, wall lining, arched windows of the left wing hallway made it the sunniest place in the house at this time of day. and the cold tile felt nice under your concrete-burnt feet.

the windows were wide open, allowing the plants and hung-dry linens of the courtyard to creep in and fill the corridor with a scent that could make one nostalgic for a place and time they’ve never even been.

your steps were the only sound until they multiplied. by the cadence of the walk, you knew who it was.

“theodore feeling any better?”

“loads,” in the corner of your eye you could see him pull a cigarette out and spark a light, he took a long drag before continuing, “gave him one of my cures.”

you shuddered, twisting your face. mattheo had an affinity for putting ingredients in a pot, mixing it up, and saying it would fix any and all problems. sometimes you thought even he didn’t believe his own words, he just liked seeing your face contort in disgust. “let me know when his tail starts growing.”

entering the room at the end of the hall, the sound of the shower running became clear. the french doors of the back wall were open, allowing air to flow freely.

you spun on your heel and allowed yourself to fall onto the four-poster, now staring at the charm displayed up on the canopy. one you recognized, as all your parents used to do it when you were children; a depiction of the night sky, to lull you to sleep and wish you sweet dreams.

mattheo was on his stomach next to you, carefully tapping ashes off the side of the bed. in the lighting of the room you could see how summer had be treating him, skin tanned by the sun, while his hair only got lighter. he tapped your arm for your attention, and pointed to the bathroom, furrowing his brows.

“pansy.” you answered.

an oh formed on his face.

the sound of wind chimes rang in the distance, accompanied by tree leaves brushing against each other, and birds singing softly. there were actually a few birds gathered at the small balcony just outside the french doors. they always seemed to gravitate towards pansy, all the beauty in life resided to her.

“i wonder what snape is doing right about now.”

you groaned, putting your hands over your face, trying to hide from the imagine of your professor in your mind, “don’t mention him, his energy will invade the space.”

“say his name three times and he’ll appear, you know!” pansy’s shouting voice carried into the room. there was actually no need for her to, you could hear her perfectly fine seeing as the bathroom door was wide open; she hated having it closed, never wanting to be separated from the rest of world for too long.

you shouted back, “says she who flirts with him for a higher grade!”

“it’ll work one day, just you wait!”

this was true, she was absolutely convinced she could charm her way to at least Exceeds Expectations. not that anything had given her an indication it had worked in the past. or ever.

mattheo sat up, almost choking on his laugh, “just do what enzo does, pretend your best friends with him.”

the shower turned off, followed by long rustled movement before she walked out. she held a stark white towel to her body, water droplets coming off her hair and onto her freckled collarbones. “does it work?”

he ran a hand through his hair while reaching to put his cig out on the bedside ashtray, “ ‘course not. but easier to watch and keep the lunch down than your attempts.”

she made a face before opening one of the dresser drawers next to her and chucking a pair of balled-up socks at him.

suddenly the door bursted open, presenting blaise and lorenzo. they wore cheesy smiles and had their arms extended out beside themselves, “OUR DINNER OUTFITS!”

both were still wearing their swim trunks from earlier in the day, yet this time accompanied by suit jackets, ties, - that certainly did not match and they definitely dug up from the attic - dress shoes, and jewelry to go with. theo ran up behind and wrapped a boa around blaise’s neck.

“no fair! i want one!”

“there’s a whole lot more in the boxes we found, hurry up and we’ll get you one.”

“didn’t think to include me, then?”

“those have to be at least 60 years old.”

“jesus enz, what kinda parties did your dad used to throw?”

he flopped on the bed, a dust cloud emerging from the jacket, causing you to cough and wave your hand through the air. “no clue,” he leaned closer to you, showing his wrist, “but look at this fancy watch i found.”

it looked as old as time.

“no doubt you’re sweating enough for all of us in those?” draco leaned on the doorframe.

“would be unnatural if we weren’t.”

pansy walked to the armoire, and shuffled her hanging clothes along until she found what she was looking for: a silk black dress. she picked the hanger off the rack and walked it over the french doors, putting on the doorframe. she turned to everyone’s eyes on her and shrugged, “might as well.”

playing dress up was always fun, especially when all the glamour was real. watches and diamonds, boas and silks.

the dining hall was lit, wall to expansive wall with candles. the curtains up high drawn back, displaying the rising moon. the long table in the center was decorated with the most gorgeous grand arrangement.

the house elves had absolutely outdone themselves, platters of food spanning each end of the table. and though you didn’t see much of them, you made a mental note to seek at least one out and thank them.

after more digging around and even a trip to the attic, which made you consider taking a second shower of the day, you had found the best box of all; charles berkshire’s record collection. bowie, zeppelin, beatles, queen - it was a 60s/70s wet dream. so for the first time in what must’ve been years, the gramophone record player of the dining hall was to be put to use.

with everyone now standing at their respective seats, prosecco was to be poured.

mattheo, who sat on the right head of the table, was the one to open it; he always was. his naturally mischievous smile was one to be admired, especially when each of you wore the same one. with a big POP! he went around and filled everyone’s flutes - although you all cheered, the night hadn’t started just yet.

each with your drinks, lorenzo danced over to the record player and placed the needle down. a night at the opera began. he slowly turned to face you all once again, raising his glass and walking back to his seat, the left head of the table. all other glasses were then raised high, and his role as host was to be fulfilled, “live forever!”

“live forever!” you chorused, arms extending closer to each other before cheers erupted once again, louder this time, accompanying the crescendo of death on two legs. cups were brought to mouths, and taking your first sip you could’ve sworn you recognized that phrase, somewhere in the deep recesses of your mind, but couldn’t seem to place it.

pulling chairs forward, everyone was sat. looking around, under the immense candle light their faces had a new glow, one that filled you with an unexplainable excitement. the night had begun.

the feast was lovely, you all agreed it must’ve been the best you’d ever had. though you could’ve just been drunk and hungry.

“this is the best food i’ve ever tasted.”

“best.” emphasized lorenzo.

mattheo covered his mouth, still chewing, “never been better.”

this conversation happened multiple times since you had started eating. each time blaise ended it by saying, “god we sound like our parents.”

the room smelled like the extravagant parties back home, the boys smoking their macanudo’s - inspirado black’s, they swore by - leaving strong cigar smoke lingering above you. pansy had drank enough to pull out her cigarettes, and one was passed around the table. your glass was bottomless, literally, allowing your feeling of weightlessness to continue.

the conversations around were indecipherable, you just sat picking at whatever food was left on your plate, intent on listening to the music in the background. the record player was enchanted, never needing for someone to get up and change the record; once the needle was down, and an album was over, a new one would take its place.

you took another sip of whatever it was in your glass, listening to the end of some song, what was going to play next didn’t even cross your mind until the beginning chords of a new one rang out. standing up suddenly, causing your drink to slightly spill on the hard wood, you gasped, “this SONG.”

your arm immediately shot out to pansy, who looked up at you mid-drag and smiled. you couldn’t even remember what song it was or where you had heard it before but you knew it was imperative to give it its own moment. meeting each other halfway, arms waiting for the other person and giggling, your hands interlocked with hers.

dancing, spinning around, and laughing; you had never felt so blissfully unaware. or dizzy.

more bodies appeared around the two of you, but ones you knew well and invited with the most love one could feel for another person. blaise’s boa wrapped around him and draco as they danced and sang, theodore holding a bottle of champagne while mattheo bent lower to waterfall it, and enzo grabbing both yours and pansy’s hands to spin you simultaneously.

you weren’t sure who’s laugh was who’s, or what song was playing, who’s hand you were holding, or what drink was being poured, not like any of it mattered. once again you had entered a bubble, impenetrable from the outside world.

the library couch was the comfiest in the whole chateau. the fire had been crackling for some time, accompanied by lorenzo’s piano playing on the west wall. he was actually the best you’d ever heard, though he shyly kept his talent close to his chest - until the proper moments.

you watched the embers pop off the fire mindlessly, not thinking about anything in particular. a book sat in your lap but it had been forgotten long ago, your unfocused eyes unable to retain the words. they were however able to travel upwards to the painting on the mantle, for the first time you truly looked at it - it was a group of people, slightly older than yourself. you immediately recognized lorenzo’s father, although here he was more handsome, his son certainly took after him. searching farther you spotted a woman, and after some staring you deduced it was bellatrix, her cheekbones being the exact same as mattheo and enzo. she truly was beautiful, regardless of the sinister look she was giving through the paint. you couldn’t make out the others, though you noted a boy, who was definitely younger than the rest, with curls that fit his face well and a solemn expression that carried a worlds worth of weight.

mattheo and draco sat on the rug, silently playing chess. they had become more and more fond of muggle chess as the summer went on.

pansy was sprawled out on the lounge chair to your right, the spaghetti straps of her dress daring to slip off her shoulders. her eyes were closed as she hummed - incorrectly - to the piano. she hung her head over the edge, causing her bangs to fall off her face, and her now open green eyes found yours. your smiles matched each other.

blaise, who was seated next to you on the couch, had his legs resting on the ottoman. he was holding a letter from his mother that had arrived a couple days ago, just now finding the time to read it. theodore was in the opposing lounge chair, eating the chocolates that accompanied the letter. she had sent them just for him - his favorites from honeydukes he had sorely missed. he watched mattheo and draco’s game intently.

“play that last one again.” you had called out to enzo.

he scooted his chair and looked over his shoulder, “liebestraum no. 3?”

“sure.”

“you like liszt?”

you paused, turning to face him and furrowing your brows in obvious confusion, before replying to the best of your ability, “…i like you?”

he gave a smile that was only reserved for you. liebestraum no. 3 began again.

you slumped down on your side, your feet now hitting blaise’s clothed thigh, he gave a tap to your ankle, indicating recognition but not taking his eyes off the letter. with your ear now against the armrest, your breathing slowed.

you focused on every sound. the chess pieces gliding across the wood board followed by draco’s or mattheo’s huffs of concentration, the faraway wind chime carrying in through the open window, lorenzo playing that piece you had grown to love in the last few minutes, the pops of fire, pansy’s subtle soft humming, and the crinkle of the papers blaise held.

your eyes closed, whether voluntarily or not you weren’t sure, but you didn’t fight it. overwhelming comfort and content had taken you, warmth from all over allowing absolute relaxation.

“hey… hey, wake up.”

“y/n… y/n…”

the harsh nudge of your arm made you open your eyes. squinting up, you could make out blaise and theodore. you, unintentionally, matched their tone by whispering back to them, “what?”

“wake up, we’re going for a swim.” blaise flashed you the same smile from the morning, it was so genuine even your groggy mind thought of how you’d never know anyone else with one like that. theo had moved on to wake pansy.

draco’s voice came from behind the couch, “she awake?” before an answer came he peered over from above and your eyes met, “lovely. now get pans and let’s go.”

sitting up and looking around you finally realized why everything looked different - the fire had gone out. now the only light was the full moon shining through the windows. the room was coated in silver.

you rubbed your eyes harshly to adjust and looked over to see pansy doing the same, “what do you want again?” her voice was raspy and tired.

“swimming.” you answered, standing up with the help of blaise’s hand. once to your feet you realized you were still in your dinner attire, suddenly feeling uncomfortable. you stuck an arm out to her. grasping it and standing, she opened her eyes wide and blinked rapidly. her voice was abruptly normal again, “well c’mon then.”

the boys were close behind the two of you, exiting the library. the entire manor was the same coloring of silver and blue. any other place and you would’ve been creeped out and uneasy, but in this place with these people, you could never feel anything other than safe.

going your separate ways from them to change, you and pansy walked the corridors, chatting nonsensically.

entering your room, you undressed quickly, happy to get the confining dress clothes from what seemed like hours ago, off of your body. you picked a bathing suit from drawers, tossing one to pansy too, who couldn’t be bothered to go to her room. both of you helped the other tie their suit.

voices in the hall approached your door, before a series of knocks. you both called back, “yeah?”

draco’s head peered in cautiously, before noticing you both were clothed, then opening the door fully to reveal the others. he held his arm up, “we’ve got towels, come on.”

all the boys said some iteration of come on and let’s go, eager to get out. rushing, you both were handed towels. excited chatter overtook the group, voices echoing and bouncing off the expansive walls. lorenzo appeared suddenly from the back, running, and yelling at the top of his lungs.

this triggered a domino effect, everyone was now chasing each other down the halls. something in the back of your mind told you to look around, and when you did, it seemed as though childhood had come back. playing games and having races with the same people that ran beside you now. watching their faces as they passed you saw summers long gone, of late night swims and early sun-basking mornings, dress up dinners and quiet library lounging. you ran and ran and ran.

your bare feet hit the concrete of the patio before hitting the dewy grass. though night, it was still warm, humidity latched to your skin. you had joined hands with blaise, a silent agreement. the moonlight illuminated the pond, beckoning you to come forward. it was just a ways away.

lorenzo had made it first, his shout as he jumped in rattling everything in a 10 mile radius. for the rest of the summer he would go on to say that he had to have made the world record for largest splash.

mattheo was close behind, so close in fact you thought he might land on enzo’s head, though he resurfaced just in time to watch him jump in and moved out of the way.

you and blaise were next, hand-in-hand again, running off the dock, your screams silenced by the water. cold consumed your entire body for the first time in months. it was relieving to have your body soaked in something other than sunscreen or sweat. feeling the last of your friends enter after you, you opened your eyes and found them. swimming to each other, you grazed skin as if to say even in water, i’m right by your side. if you didn’t need air, you would’ve considered staying down there forever.

breaching the surface and taking a deep breath, you brushed all the hair out of your face. you looked around to find some with droplets combing through from their hair to their eyelashes, and others with water slicked-back hair. each was breathing as heavily as you, half from having to catch their breath, half from pure exhilaration.

water splashed from all directions, making you squint and do the same. you weren’t sure who was splashing you for the fun of it and who was splashing you because you had splashed them. yelps and laughs were echoing off the surrounding trees. the plants were drinking well tonight.

“let’s play chicken!” someone had shouted over all the noise. cheers of agreement erupted from the chorus and subsequently the excessive pushing of water was halted.

you had fond memories of chicken. it used to be the boys on the girls shoulders, back when they all were still shorter than pansy and you. but now they were taller and had built quidditch bodies. as much as you believed in yourself, you didn’t desire feeling a draco sized weight on your shoulders.

“girls versus boys!” you announced.

theo shrugged, “not much of a competition.”

blaise took him by the shoulder, “ay, beware of the black haired one, she likes to go for the eyes.”

it was decided you and pansy versus theodore and lorenzo. they were a great duo, the two of them were the beaters on the quidditch team. they surely knew how to work together.

theo stood behind enzo, waiting for him to dip underwater.

“oi try not to pull the hair, i’ve got a sensitive scalp.” enzo reached a hand up and combed the back his head. theo looked like he was going to say something, before just shaking his head and sighing, “m’sure i’ll manage.”

a countdown from three began, then hitting one, you and lorenzo went under. water engrossed your entirety once more. feeling pansys hand upon your shoulder for balance, then her leg, you held on. within less than a few seconds she was securely on and you rose. you took a big breath once again, pushing your hair out of your face. the boys were in sync with you.

almost immediately pansy and theo were at each others throats. their arms went up, interlocking, and their bodies casted a shadow on lorenzo and you. it was like a tiny pocket. shouts came from beside you; blaise, mattheo, and draco each yelling out what could’ve been tips but when shouting over each other it really just sounded like a bunch of nothing. you were pretty sure whatever they were saying was going to be unhelpful anyways.

between keeping your balance, trying to push enzo, and still treading, you were determined to win.

“ah! ow! STOP TRYING TO PUT YOUR FINGERS IN MY EYES I CANT SEE!”

pansy clearly was as well.

it suddenly hit you who you were up against. this was lorenzo, the single most ticklish person you’d ever know. you weren’t sure why you hadn’t thought of it earlier. with a mischievous smile and lots of trust that pansy could remain on your moving shoulders, you reached to his bare stomach and began prodding at him.

just as you expected, he started to freak out. “hey! HEY!” he laughed between his shouts, “STOP- STOP THAT! NOT- FAIR!”

the boys on side were having a field day.

“ENZ!”

“I CANT-”

“DONT YOU DARE DROP ME.”

and with a strong push from pansy up top, and another prod to enzo’s side from you, both of their exclamation were stifled by gurgles of water.

pansy dived down, quickly coming up and hollering. cheers were shared all around, even from theo and enzo.

“let’s stick to quidditch.”

“agreed.”

in the midst of it all, you turned to face the house. it wasn’t foreign to any of you by any means, yet catching it in this moment you couldn’t help but feel amazed by its beauty. as if you were truly noticing it for the first time. it harbored your love within its stone. your love for this season, your love for this place, your love for these people. looking at the scene you saw your friends, you reached for them and they accepted, reaching for you. you heard their laughs, saw their smiles, and felt the same on yourself.

all in one breath you realized what lorenzo had said earlier was not just some toast; it was a definitive proclamation.

in this bubble of a world, you would live forever.

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pendarling · 2 months

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Bracelet Exchanges

"What's this supposed to mean?" Hero raised the bracelet to eye level and took in the smooth braided leather attached to a small bell.

Sidekick smiled sweetly, "Aww, who gave it to you?~" Their thumb ran along it. "It's a tradition during the festival that when someone likes you they'll give you a bracelet." They played with the bell. "And listen to that sound!"

They didn't get it, probably because this was Hero's first time attending the festival. They've never heard of a tradition like this, but whatever Sidekick said was likely true. In that case, Hero felt flattered to have been approached by a stranger and given the beautifully decorated piece.

The duo walked around for some time until Sidekick paused in their step. "Augh… maybe I shouldn't have drank so much at the cafe…"

Hero looked around and spotted a bathroom, "I'll wait for you out here. Why don't you use the restroom?"

"Ugh… my bladder is about to burst. Make sure not to get lost without me." They called back as they walked toward the door of the small building.

Hero watched them as they left, their eyes concentrating on the door until they could see Sidekick again. Hopefully, they didn't take too long. Sidekick had a habit of staring into the mirror for longer than needed.

A heavy weight landed on Hero's shoulder, and they snapped out of their thoughts, "You look lost." A familiar smile appeared, and Hero took a step back.

"Villain?"

"The one and only." They pointed at themselves confidently.

"Wh-what're you doing here?"

As if offended, Villain scoffed at them and dismissed their question, that cunning smile making its reappearance again, "Y'know, I had a feeling you'd be here, some stupid arrangement like this could easily lure the good little citizen in you right out."

Hero frowned at their comment; they made it seem like they were a lot more susceptible than expected. "I'm not easy to lure…" They grumbled, annoyed.

Villain aimlessly let their eyes explore their surroundings. "Really? Because right now there's hardly anyone around to notice you're dissaaperance."

Hero clicked their tongue, "This place is full of people."

"It's a lot more psychological, Hero. I'm more likely to get away with a crime solely based on the assumption that no one will step in to help you."

Hero looked at them, puzzled.

"The bystander effect. Search it up."

Their adversary had a bizarre way of making jokes; they sarcastically laughed and turned away. Just how long was Sidekick going to fix their hair? The door poured out dozens of other guests; children buzzed around with balloons and colourful hula hoops too big for most of them to utilize.

It was a summer afternoon and, by the looks of it, midday. Hero wiped the sweat from their forehead. They couldn't blame Sidekick for taking that many drinks, they supposed; it was sweltering out here.

The bracelet on their wrist chimed at the motions of their hand. Villain, who had been quietly observing them, took note of the small leather band. Their hand instinctively grabbed Hero's arm. "And what do we have here?" Hero turned their attention back at Villain. Their interest was piqued all over again, "Looks like our hero has an admirer now, hm?" They sneered.

Even though Villain's remarks were usually playful, this moment felt a bit… guarded. Hero was slightly put off before recovering their voice, "What? It's just a dumb thing." They pulled their hand away.

It didn't look like Villain took too kindly to being disregarded; their demeanour changed, and they crossed their arms. "Fine. Keep that shitty toy if it makes you happy."

Hero only shrugged but didn't notice Villain had already walked away until it was too late.

Sidekick had returned by then and looked the same as when they left. For whatever reason, keeping Sidekick busy for ten minutes had done Hero a favour.

"You're back."

Sidekick seemed much refreshed as they adjusted their clothes, "Yeah, there was a lineup in there. I'm just lucky there was still toilet paper."

The sun still beat down on them; Hero squinted in the distance, partially looking for shade and partly searching for Villain. They didn't like their abrupt departure; it wasn't like their usual self to leave without saying goodbye.

"Wanna get lunch?" Hero began walking toward the scent of food.

"Yesss, please." Sidekick patted their stomach, "I'm starving." They came up along the fence of the festival, a row of food stalls of all kinds stretched down the walkway.

The formation that they were sorted into allowed guests to be served from both sides of each food stall. Luckily, the city thought ahead and duplicated certain popular foods like the deep-fried corndogs, fries, and ice cream stalls several times around the area.

"Oooh… I'm thinking pizza." Sidekick said they waited for Hero's response.

The pizzas sold here were always larger than average, and Hero didn't have as big of an appetite as Sidekick. They glanced around for a second option. "I think I'll just get a poutine."

Sidekick pulled out their wallet and gave them ten. "They sell the good orange juice there, Hero pleeease get me one." They pushed the cash into their hand. "Keep the change."

"Ah, no, I'm not taking your money." They handed it back to them.

Sidekick shoved it in their direction again, "Just take it, just take it."

"No, I can't-- I can pay for your drink."

"I don't need it, it's extra change; pocket money."

Hero shook their head rapidly, but Sidekick eventually won and spun on their heel into the crowd as soon as they ensured Hero's grip on the note was firm.

"Sidekick!" their voice was chased away by the noise of the crowd. They might as well go along with what they were asked.

When Hero eventually made it to the stall, they spotted Villain again, as if they were in no way a threat to the other citizens. Their eyes met, and Hero had discreetly pushed their bracelet up their arm and out of view.

Villain beckoned them over. They were unsure if they should bravely face them, but now that Villain knew for sure Hero had seen them, it wasn't like they could leave.

"Waiting to eat too?"

"Just felt a little hungry." Hero mumbled.

They chuckled, "We have the same eating schedule, huh?" They grabbed their arm and pulled Hero into line with them.

"Villain, I can't step in front of other people." They hesitantly tried leaving, but Villain kept them close.

"Don't worry about it, these people will get their turn eventually. What's a few extra minutes gonna do?"

They didn't want to say they were surprised at all when Villain paid for their lunch and even for Sidekick's drink, but they were undoubtedly flattered to have it happen. They set it down on a nearby table and packed in the bottled orange juice and bill into their bag.

Hero shyly thanked them, although they knew Villain's eyes still stared harshly at the little leather bracelet. They honestly had forgotten about its significance, but Villain had made their point pretty clear earlier, so it should've been a sign.

"No need to thank me, consider it a gift." They reached out, and Hero flinched, "I'm not going to kill you, Hero." They laughed and took their other hand, slipping on a small chain bracelet.

They stood awkwardly, too intimidated to leave but unwilling to stay. "What's this?"

"You don't know anything about this tradition?" Villain grinned widely; a sort of satisfied realization must've hit them. They weren't sure what the deal was with every other person expecting Hero to know so much from what little information they'd been given.

"Why are you asking me like I'm supposed to be taking an exam afterwards?" They closed their bag and swung it back over their shoulders. Villain couldn't believe it. Hero wasn't even aware of the implications behind the bracelet. They didn't mind a little obliviousness from their rival as long it kept them entertained.

They licked their lips excitedly, "Enjoy your lunch, and don't take that off until the end of the day." Hero curiously stared at them for further insight, but Villain had only left them to their own devices as they made their way out of view.

As Hero returned to the pizza parlour, they found Sidekick sitting at a table under the shade of a tree. "Oh, thank God," Sidekick took the bottle from them and immediately rested their cheek against the calm exterior. "You're my saving grace, Hero." They reached an arm out to them, "I wanna tell you a secret." They leaned in as Hero pulled out their poutine and a wooden fork. "I honestly only came to this festival for the food and drinks."

Hero laughed, "You're so predictable." They took a bite and recalled the cash still in their bag, "Sidekick," They pulled it out and handed it to them.

"What? You're paying me back?'

They shook their head and swallowed whatever was left, "No, I--" they stopped themselves, "uh-- a kind stranger, paid for our stuff." If Sidekick knew they ran into Villain, they would worry. They couldn't have that while they were enjoying time together; it would ruin their day. Besides, Hero was always away at work; they might as well not make their break day about it.

Sidekick didn't mind much attention to what they said aside from slowly nodding as they drank from the bottle. They set it down and watched Hero for a few extra seconds, "You got a new bracelet."

They pointed at their wrist. Hero redirected their eyes to the silver chain. "Oh, yeah."

"Wow~ even as a citizen you're still popular with the public."

Hero smiled softly; if, in this scenario, Villain had counted as a regular person, then it would be true. "I wonder why it's different though." They played with it.

Sidekick pulled out their phone, "Give me a second. I wanna know too."

"Not even the all-knowing Sidekick has an answer?" Hero nudged them slightly with their foot, and Sidekick pushed them back in response.

"Shut up. I know that the leather one means they like you. Or loyalty, or something."

Sidekick looked up from the screen. "Okay sooo…" They scrolled, "There's a wooden bracelet that means desire to marry, a black one with a red stone is lust."

Hero scooted closer to Sidekick and tried to decipher what they could from the screen. "Where's the chain?"

Sidekick sat up, "Hold on. I can't see with your hair in the way." They watched Sidekick's eyes dart left and right as they read the page, "Okay, so the chain one basically means all three."

"All three?"

"Who the hell gave you that?" They took Hero's wrist, disbelief written on their face as they studied it. "Geez, they must have it bad for you. There's only like a hundred of these in the city."

Their eyes widened. "They aren't sold?"

Sidekick shook their head, "Tradition says you gotta give it away to another person. When you do find someone you like you gotta hand it to somebody new so they can give it to their love interest next, never sell."

Hero blushed deeply. They didn't consider that Villain might've liked them like that. Maybe they were naturally born stupid at blatant advances. "Oh…" they played with their hair, their other hand working at the fries around the gravy, too swept up in their thoughts to properly eat. Maybe they'd see Villain again, and next year, they'd give them a chain bracelet, too. It was only fair that they expressed their gratitude in some form.

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#mutual pining #enemies to lovers #fluff prompt #heroxvillain #villainxhero #hero x villain community #hero x villain #villain x hero #pining #pining prompts #jealousy prompts

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queen-breha-organa · 2 years

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I have to get serious for a minute.

I know I’ve said this endless times before, but I just need to say it again.

Hawai‘i is NOT your playground.

Unsustainable tourism has been destroying our islands for generations now, with overpopulation and overdevelopment causing unaffordable living expenses and forcing so many of my people off our sovereign land.

Tourism gathers endless money and uses it to remove our identity from our own islands. It displaces us to build hotels and restaurants, leaving so many of my people homeless or poverty stricken. Tourism then sterilizes our culture, and forces us to become your tour guides, your waitstaff, your hula dancers, your entertainment.

This is not the life we deserve.

My people are more than backgrounds to your vacation. My people deserve more.

Tourism brings disease, and lets Covid cover our islands in a fog of death. I have lost many loved ones to this illness, I am still loosing loved ones to this illness.

We are still in a pandemic. People are still getting sick. People are still dying.

Hawai‘i is not a place for you to run wildly and spread disease.

Hawai‘i is not merely a vacation destination.

My people and our islands and our culture deserve better.

Do not support tourism in Hawai‘i, support my people instead.

See the link below to learn more about ‘Āina Momona, a Native Hawaiian led community organization that supports efforts to revive and restore our land and our culture.

I also wanted to share this documentary clip, it’s only 3 minutes long, but it discusses the rise in tourism and the emotional impact on my people. It’s raw and real and so important.

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And I know I’ve linked it before, but please read the article below to learn more about the harmful nature of tourism in Hawai‘i.

Restore Hawai‘i to Hawaiians, End the American Occupation.

#cw covid #okay to rb

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scribbledghost · 8 months

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Okay I am not at all a predator fan but your Yautja headcanon list have me thinking about one thing

Your Yautja discovering childerens games like tag, skipping rope (esp the dubble dutch) and the play pretends like cops and robbers

Note: The image of a giant predator alien playing double dutch with some local children brings me so much joy. I love it. I love you for this.

There are certain games that I feel like have pretty close allegories in yautja culture.

Like tag and playing pretend. Tag is popular - good way for younglings to work up good stamina. Playing pretend is popular too - mostly pretending a "yautja vs xenomorphs" type thing where young ones pretend they're on a hunt.

So those, he understands.

Others though? Like jump-rope and hopscotch and hula hoops? He's lost.

You'll have to show him how it's done, but even then he just doesn't Get It.

What's the purpose? What skills does it enhance?

You explain that, while sometimes they do enhance skills like balance, other times it's just. Fun. No need to be anything more than that.

He still doesn't get it.

But if you want him to go along with it, he will. For you.

Just make sure his hunting brothers never find out he's been playing ooman children games though. He will kill.

He probably won't kill you, but he'll definitely kill something.

Anyway, he probably gets frustrated super easy when he can't really get the hang of something?

Imagine him trying to hula hoop and the thing lasts all of 2 minutes before it's in multiple pieces.

Skipping rope though? He's a pro. It's just timed jumps, after all, and he's got that shit down to a science.

He's also the hide-and-seek champion. Mostly because he cheats and uses his cloaking device and thermal vision all the time.

Truthfully though, he... kind of likes playing pretend?

It reminds him of when he was a youngling.

Has no problems being the Big Bad Monster while the kiddos play hero.

Though he has, unfortunately, caused many tears when he accidentally gets a little too into character.

#yautja #yautja x reader #predator #predator x reader #ghost scribbles

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alliswyattonthewesternfront · 1 year

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"ew why don't you leave the south, it's so regressive and racist" that's america, my dude. you are describing all of america, and if i have to live here, i am gonna stay in the south.

i did more for my community volunteering with mutual aid organizations and putting together my own fundraiser for queer Appalachians than any enlightened yankee transplant hula-hooping on our capitol steps did. that isn't me bragging on myself, it's me saying in no uncertain terms that i know none of you give a shit about us.

everytime i make the mistake of talking about my desire to move even further out of the TN valley and go to the mountains some silicon valley motherfucker who moved here so their tech start-up could take advantage of our abysmal tax code makes a face, or warns me about the people i've grown up around my whole life. fuck you! fuck your ass, bro!

every single time i help somebody jump their shitty 2001 altima in the parking lot of a Wal-Mart in Dekalb County or wherever the fuck, wearing my binder and a trans rights bumper sticker on my car, i do more to actually change shit here than Breathanie and her "queer friendly" yoga studio that's exclusively attended by rich cis whites.

west coast libertarians gargle my balls challenge

#this post brought to you by #the well meaning trans woman who did this exact shit to me the other night #like ma'am if you don't hush right this second #tennessee #east tennesssee #blog

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little-spicy · 11 months

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Hold Me

Adam Warlock x Reader

Summary: On a Guardian mission, Adam is hit with a foreign substance called Sunmite. As they realize that Adam is indeed infected, Y/N learns that he's fully gone primal.

WARNING: MDNI!!! 🔞 SMUT!!! Dubcon (it's Sex Pollen), dom/sub, chasing kink, praise, etc.

IT WAS A NORMAL DAY ON NOWHERE, ever since the battle with the High Evolutionary the place became peaceful again and the new home thrived since Nebula had taken charge.

The children were laughing, Nebula was stressed and doing a million things, and Drax was his usual self, playing with the children.

Y/N was with Drax as they taught the kids how to play with the hula hoops. Peter had brought some items from Earth and had given it to children and to say they were having a blast was an understatement.

As they enjoyed the time with the children was when they received the call from Rocket saying that Adam was in an accident.

Y/N's heart dropped as she looked at Drax with fear. Y/N had helped Adam when he decided to change, that he decided to be part of the Guardians and be better than his mother. He was created to be an all perfect being but Y/N saw him for what he truly was.

He was a scared child, someone who was born to a world that he was barely ready for. She was the youngest guardian on the team; rescued by Peter and the Ravengers when she was a small child and raised as one of them. She was barely a teenager as she became a guardian, but nonetheless a strong one.

She was young like him so she understood him, she understood his innocent looks, his kindness, and his eager to learn.

She stayed up with him, let him listen to music, let him read, and just to be there with him. Those nights turned into days, and suddenly both of them began to grow feelings for one another.

It was no secret that they would fall for each other but it still was just as sweet when they finally held hands and shared a kiss from time to time.

But as she heard that he had been hurt, she was scared. Everything that she had ever faced was no where as scary as hearing that Adam was hurt.

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Y/N ran as fast as she could to their lab, she was given location to where they were but that didn't ease her uneasiness in her stomach.

When she entered the lab, she could see that there was a protective shield. She saw as Adam was on a table, wheezing and groaning in pain.

"What happened?" Y/N asked Rocket as she looked at him with pain.

Rocket had a vial of a bright orange substance, he held it up for Y/N to look and she furrowed her eyebrows in confusion.

"What am I looking at?" She asked him.

"One of those Zelnights hit him with a dart of some kind." Rocket said. "We thought it didn't affect him since he didn't show any signs but that changed when we were coming back."

"He started going crazy and we had Cosmo here hold him down." Kraglin said and Cosmo barked.

"He is not a good boy." Cosmo said and Y/N watched as Adam groaned once more and hissed in pain.

"Why is he locked in there, help him!" Y/N said as she tried to open it but Kraglin stopped her.

"We couldn't risk contamination, we're still running lab results." Kraglin said. "Even when we did, he started burning up and began to fight us. He kept asking for you, we wouldn't even had told you if he hadn't kept begging us."

"Y/N." Adam said weakly, his head turned to see her through the shield.

"Adam, sweetie." Y/N said and touched the shield.

"Y/N." Adam said more fiercely, his eyes glowed and got up abruptly. He tried to go through the shield only to be thrown back. He yelled and came forward again and caused Y/N to move back and tried to hold back tears.

"Nebula, we're gonna need something to calm him down." Rocket said through the comm link. He looked up to Y/N. "We need to get you out of here."

"I won't leave him!" Y/N said as she tried to come forward but once again Kraglin stopped her.

"We can't risk him hurting you, we don't know what'll happen." Kraglin said and Y/N watched as Adam, tried to hit the shield but once again he was thrown back and he groaned in pain once again.

"Comet, hold him." Rocket told Comet, comet nodded and began to use their telekinesis to hold Adam.

"We'll find out answers soon, but for now you need to get out of here." Rocket said. "He'll be fine, I promise."

Y/N looked down at Adam and crouched down to see him.

"Adam, sweetie I'll be back." She said and Adam's eyes still followed bright.

"Please, love, I need you." He said with pain. Y/N tried not to cry.

"I want to, but I can't sweetie." Y/N said. "They need to test that stuff and until they know what it is I can't get in there."

"Please!" Adam begged and Y/N was then being led away by Kraglin. "Y/N!"

Y/N put her hands over her ears and tried not to cry as she heard his pleads.

"Go back to you place, keep your comm link on you and we'll keep you updated." Kraglin said and Y/N nodded sadly.

"Okay, please take care of him." She said and Kraglin nodded.

"Of course." He said and Y/N walked away, heading farther away and hoping to erase the sound of his screams.

She walked around the Knowhere, walking past the people and giving them the best smile she could.

Once she got into her home, she immediately went to the couch and laid down. She grabbed her device and from one of Peter's playlist she began to listen to music.

She turned off her lights and turned on her fairy lights and let the apartment be lit by dim lighting.

She decided to get out of her regular day clothes and get into her comfy clothes and let herself forget for a moment the gnawing feeling of her boyfriend being in pain.

She didn't realize as the music played she started to get drowsy and before she knew it, she fell asleep.

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Y/N felt her eyes open abruptly as she heard the blaring sound of her comm link.

"Y/N! Y/N come in!" She heard Nebula shout and Y/N tried to gain balance as she rushed toward her comm link.

She nearly fell but grabbed her comm link and answered.

"Hey! It's Y/N, what's wrong?" She asked frantically.

"Everything, Adam broke loose." Nebula said and Y/N's heart stopped.

"Where is he?" She asked and Nebula was about to answer until Rocket answered.

"To you!" He said. "Listen, we found out what that stuff is, it's called Sunmite; it's a lethal injection that's suppose to drive a person insane with heat."

"Is there a cure?" Y/N asked frantically. "What was it used for?"

"It's a mite used to stun the victim, but I think this guy had a plan." Rocket said. "The guy who hit Adam I guess was one of High Evolutionary's goons, I guess they had an order for him to- to."

"To what!" Y/N asked.

"To copulate, have kids." Nebula said begrudgingly. "They want the perfect man to reproduce."

"Oh my god." Y/N said and she felt her nerves sky rocket. "Do you mean?"

"He's super horny yeah." Nebula said and Rocket laughed.

"I can't believe you just said that." Rocket said and Y/N and Nebula huffed.

"Where is he now?" Y/N asked.

"He's on his way to-" Nebula was cut off by the sound of Adam nearly breaking the door.

"Y/N." He breathlessly said and Y/N put her hands in front of her to shield her but Adam engulfed her into a hug and leaned down and kissed her.

"Adam don't hurt-" Nebula was silenced once Adam crushed Y/N's comm link.

"Adam." Y/N said breathlessly as she pulled away and once she did, she saw his eyes still glowing and his eyes filled with lust. "Adam, you're not well."

"I'm fine now." Adam said and kissed her feverishly. "I need you."

Adam then tore her shirt and Y/N moaned as she felt his kisses on her neck. She gripped his hair and heard him grunt

"Adam, we can't- you aren't in-" Y/N tried to fight it but then Adam kissed her once more and she melted into the kiss and cupped his cheeks.

"I need you, I want you." He said and began to kiss her neck and got on his knees and began to kiss her stomach and hips.

She let out shaky moan as she gripped his hair. He was about to rip her pants but she stepped back.

"Y/N." He looked up at her with his glowing eyes and when he saw the fear in her eyes, his eyes dimmed for a moment. "What's wrong?"

"I- I've never done anything like this-" Y/N helped him up and could tell he was fighting the toxin. "I don't want you to do this cause you're forced to."

Adam kissed her softly, trying to be delicate as his fingers shook. She watched as his eyes were hazel orbs were back and he held her.

"I've wanted to for a long time, I just didn't want to force you." He told her. "I-"

He groaned as he felt the toxins kicking in and Y/N felt his grip on her tighten. He fell onto his knees and Y/N saw his eyes turn bright orange again and he kissed her inner thigh, making her shudder.

"I want you more than I've ever wanted, my love." He said and ripped her pants. "Tell me you don't want this."

She felt him kiss her clothed pussy and she gripped his hair and felt herself get wetter by the second.

"I-I-" she stuttered, she felt her body betray her as she felt electricity flow. "Yes."

"Yes- what?" He asked, tauntingly.

"Yes, I want you." She said and that's all the confirmation he needs and ripped her underwear.

He began to lick and kiss her clit and she felt her knees buckle. He grabbed her hips to keep her steady and with a final kiss on her clit, he got up and picked her up bridal style.

She looked at him and kissed him deeply, she giggled into the kiss as she felt his hands roam her ass.

He threw her on the bed and she looked up at him with lust. His face was the same way as his eyes glowed, she could see the erection in his suit and she bit her lip in anticipation.

"You like what you see, love?" He asked and she felt her cheeks blush as she never heard him like that.

"I do." She said and decided to tease and take off her shirt to reveal her breasts. Her nipples were hardened by the cool air and being aroused.

Adam licked his lips and began to discard his clothes quickly and got into the bed with her.

He kissed her quickly and then began to kiss further down to her chest and suck and bite on one of her breasts.

"Fuck!" She hissed and gripped his hair tight and felt herself get wetter.

She suddenly jolted as she felt his fingers move around her folds. She watched as he brought her juices to his lips and moaned at the taste.

"You taste heavenly." He said and kissed down her stomach to the top of her pubic bone. They both looked at each other until Adam dove into her pussy.

She felt her soul leave her body as she felt his feast on her like she was the last food in the universe. She gripped his hair and squirmed as he sucked and licked her clit.

She made noises that fueled Adam's drive, as she was about to cum, he let go off her clit with a pop and got right above her.

"I love you." He said and she looked at him and cupped his cheeks, she kissed him softly.

"I love you too." She said and in an instant, Adam lined his cock up to her entrance and slowly entered.

She winced at his size and felt her walls stretch for the first time. She put her head on his chest and she winced, Adam stopped once in a while to kiss and hold her but the drugs were fighting his mind as the feeling of her velvety walls hugged his cock.

She felt him completely in and she had never felt so full ever, she felt content and the world stood still as she felt her walls squeeze Adam's dick.

"You can move now." She told Adam.

Adam's mind blacked out as he began to rock into her, his hips snapping as he plunged into her further.

She felt tears weld up in her eyes as she felt the pain continue, she felt her virgin walls break.

She slowly began to feel the pleasure as Adam used his fingers to rub her clit.

"Yes." She moaned as she felt Adam kiss her neck. She giggled and felt goosebumps on her legs as he began to leave marks.

"Tell me you're mine." Adam said and Y/N felt her mind melt until Adam went a little bit deeper causing Y/N to yelp. "Tell me."

"I'm yours!" She moaned and felt herself feel the familiar waves of euphoria. "God, I'm all yours. All yours."

Adam growled and Y/N watched as Adam put her legs over his head and began to drill into her hard and caused her to scream louder.

"You're such a good girl for me, you were made for me." He said and rubbed her clit faster. Her chest heaved up and down and Adam could tell she was close. "Cum for me, I want to feel you."

She shuddered and came with a scream. Her legs began to shake and that was all Adam needed to cum in her.

He moaned and jolted as his cum went deep into her. He felt the goosebumps rise on his skin and felt his dick soften afterwards.

He almost fell on top of Y/N but stopped himself and decided to flip them over and have her be on top of him.

Y/N looked at Adam and his eyes had turned back to normal.

"Adam." Y/N said. "Are you okay?"

"Y-yeah, that was-" he sighed and smiled, kiss her cheek. "Amazing."

"It was." She said and placed her head on his chest and heard his heart beating. "Can't believe you got drugged."

"If getting drugged means being hopelessly in love with you it worth it." Adam told her. "I've wanted to do this for a while."

"Me too, glad it only took you to be drugged in order to do that." She laughed and got off top of him and laid on his right side. "Plus I think you might have a round two."

"You think?" He asked and she nodded.

"That stuff is pretty strong- and we do have the whole night." She said and Adam grabbed hold of her and kissed her chest.

"Well then." Adam's eyes turned bright again. "Guess I have the whole night."

She felt bliss once again as she was embracing her boyfriend. Who knew that having a cosmic entity could be so thrilling.

Hope you liked this! If you want to give me prompts or suggestions for another preference or one shot let me know! I do Marvel, Star Wars, Doctor Who, and Harry Potter! ✨✨

#guardians of the galaxy #Adam warlock x reader smut #Adam warlock smut #marvel x reader #marvel x reader smut #guardians of the galaxy x reader #smut #x reader oneshot #gotg #gotg 3 imagine

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the-dumpster-fire-of-life · 11 months

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can you do a tom x reader where the reader is in a girl group and goes on tour with tokio hotel and they all get into a bunch of shenanigans together? LOVE LOVE LOVEEE YOUR WORK BTW!!

(Hey! Sure I can and thank you for loving and requesting my work! Sorry if this isn't really a Tom x reader but enjoy!)

Tour Shenanigans

You guys always wake up with headaches at this point

Tom is almost thrown out onto the balcony and has no recollection of whatever you guys did

Bill is buried under piles of clothes, your band members are almost drowning in food, Gustav is dressed in a hula dancer outfit, Georg's hair is in braids and is painted purple

You guys cannot remember for the life of you guys what happened until media leaks it the next day

You guys are constantly at clubs and getting shit faced

One time you guys somehow ended up being the bartender and serving the actual bartender

You and Tom could legit go on for hours with each other doing god knows what

Your band and Tokio Hotel are actually pretty good friends

You guys got drunk and went down skinny dipping in a lake and almost drowned

Bill was once dressed as a princess

On Halloween one time you guys pretended a member of your band was seven and used her for candy

You guys constantly raid gas stations and supermarkets

You guys had to run because Georg pushed you and Tom, who were sitting in a cart, into a display case

Shit went everywhere and the staff got pissed

You guys hauled ass out of there

There are videos that surfaced of you pretending to be Tom, Tom was somehow dressed as you, Bill and your band member were holding each other on a couch and murmuring some sorta language before making out, Gustav was being held up by your friends and screaming "Jesus is me!" While your friends bowed to him and Georg was blasting music on his bass

Saying how drunk you were was an understatement

You guys went to the depths of hell

So many things you guys CANNOT bring up again out of fear of going to jail

Interviewers bring how you guys act up so much you guys start blaming each other

You guys have stolen so much shit, some even by accident and are too afraid to bring it back

You guys get bored in hotel rooms and just ding-dong ditch hotel rooms

You guys knocked hard as hell on a door once and you tripped Tom on accident but left him

He was laying on the ground and trying to get out of a situation with a confused man at the door

You guys had to run back and drag him by his feet down the hall to get out

You guys go to a lot of attractions like amusement parks, carnivals, but you and your band once dragged them into a haunted house

Georg was oddly calm and trying to find a way out

Gustav and your guitarist were clinging to each other and when they tried to run bumped into each other

Bill tried to be hero and help your friend he has a crush on but ended up screaming and jumping into her arms

You and Tom somehow got lost and we're trying to sacrifice each other to a clown

Somehow you all ended up back together and huddled all in a corner while screaming

Of course, Tom tripped again and you guys had to run back and carry him away as a man with a knife chased y'all

You guys once tried an escape room but it ended up in you guys screaming at each other

The operator kept coming on and saying not to break shit and going "that's not a clue!" Because you guys were so helpless

You guys try and cook dinner but somehow make it even worse than before

You guys on the tour bus have a game of when the bus moves, stand up and who lasts the longest wins

It was pretty fun until the bus took a turn and you were practically thrown into the door

Turns out, nobody locked it!

The door busted open and you barely grabbed onto the door frame as everyone was yelling for the bus driver to stop and Bills fighting for his life to get you back on

Tom is screaming on roller coasters and clinging to your arm while screaming in horror

He looks like he's bouta die ngl

When getting jump scared do not expect him to play hero

He'll forget About you and haul ass, looking back and seeing you

He tried going back for you but couldn't

The pants did not hold him down whatsoever because he was holding them like they were a dress and legit BOOKING it

He was aa fast as the speed of light let me tell you

Karaoke with this dude gets competitive

Especially with both bands

You guys broke a window and TV

Do not play Wii with these assholes because it did not end well

The remotes were thrown every direction possible and you guys got called by the desk to shut the fuck up

You guys go to the beach sometimes and once went at night

You guys were so far out you didn't think you were gonna make it

It was horrifying

Drives with Tom are oddly calming

Music is blasting, driving fast and leaning out the window as you guys are screaming lyrics

Oddly therapeutic

He doesn't leave you alone on stage

He is messing with you and kissing your neck just to make you laugh

You all once went through a drive through with Bill in a shopping cart

You guys got in trouble bc you forgot money for the food you ordered and they called the cops

You guys ran away in every direction as Tom is legit running and pushing the shopping cart with Bill in it as fast as he can

Media eats this shit up

So many pictures of you guys drunk and wasted but somehow still managing to do some stupid shit

You guys get scolded so many times but continue to do it

#tokio hotel georg #gustav tokio hotel #tokio hotel imagine #tokio hotel x reader #tokio hotel #tom kaulitz imagines #tom kaulitz #tom kaulitz x reader #bill kualitz x reader #bill kaulitz imagines #bill kaulitz x reader #reader insert #gustav schäfer x reader #gustav schäfer #gustav schafer #georg listing x reader #georg listing

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