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ranhaitanisgf · 3 months

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Hello Hana💖 Can i request Tenjiku Ran + dating app? lol. Something like:he gave it a try just bc rindou forced him to do it, he had no interest in dates/romance until he matches with y/n (y/n also felt the same way?) then they have a date and became good friends? and after a lot of time spent together & enjoying each other's company ,they realize they are in love? idk, do you magic lol change everything if you want. (i trust your talent and i love that man so much that i'll be happy anyway) Maybe it's an awful idea 🌚 but i'm not longer a teenager //.u. i go to college and i have no other way to delulu how can i met him if it's not through those 💩 apps hehe.

Thank you sweetie, have a wonderful day🥺💖

i guess i can try it out...?

synopsis: rindou signed ran up for a dating app...how is this date going to go?

☆ a/n ˎˊ˗ i i i... STRUGGLED WITH THIS .... this was such a cute req and idea omg but i have never used a dating app 😭 i do not know if i did this right but ! i hope you all still enjoy !! and thank you so much anon for requesting this !! xoxoxo

☆ characters ˎˊ˗ ran haitani x g/n!reader

☆ wc ˎˊ˗ 1.8k+

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❥ ran has never really found much interest in dating apps; why would he be interested in meeting someone in a fake way? maybe it’s the little romantic in him, but he doesn’t want to try to actually meet someone he wants to spend time with in a way that feels ‘fake’ to him. he wants to be able to meet someone he likes in an organic way, though he himself isn’t quite sure where this notion comes from, (maybe the romance movies his mom used to watch?).

“here.” “what’s all this?” “you should find someone, aniki.” “oho? where’s this coming from all of a-” “you’re home too much.”

❥ ran is genuinely hurt by this.

❥ begrudgingly, he creates a loose profile, not putting a whole lot of effort into it. he doesn’t really see the point in all of this, so his profile consists of a single blurry picture of him with his brother, (not specifying which one he is) and his bio merely states his name, age, and that he likes to sleep.

❥ surprisingly, he gets matches despite having such a bland and blank profile, but he doesn’t even respond to any of the messages asking to meet up or asking for more information about him. he leaves them all on read, feeling wholly uninterested in talking to any of the people who were trying to get to know him.

❥ and so, rindou decides to take the matter into his own hands. he’s able to get a hold of ran’s phone rather easily, (the man does not wake up, so he was still snoring away while rindou entered his room) and proceeded to fix up his profile to a more suitable one, even going so far as to respond to at least one of the people who he thought might be a good match for his brother.

❥ one can probably imagine ran’s surprise when he wakes up in the morning and sees his formal wear set out on his dresser, and you could most definitely imagine his surprise when he sees a ‘okay, sounds good! see you then :)’ message from the dating app on his phone.

❥ he strides into the kitchen, his phone in hand as he pointedly looks at rindou, who is sitting on the couch with a cup of coffee while watching something on tv. there were no words said between the two of them for a few moments, rindou merely looking up at ran with a look that said ‘you got a problem?’.

“rindou.” “aniki.” “dear brother…what is this?” “you have a date today at 7.” “i don’t think so.” “you’re going.” “no, i’m not. end of discussion.”

❥ it was not the end of the discussion.

❥ ran ended up agreeing, but it was only because rindou promised to pay for his hair appointments for the next six months, (it was a pretty good deal; the salon he goes to is very expensive). he wasn’t too thrilled about this since he thought of it as more of a waste of time, but he decided to put on his nice clothes anyway, spraying some of his good cologne on his wrists and neck. he even left his hair out of its usual plaits, testing out a few different hairstyles before deciding to just leave it down.

❥ before he left, he’d taken a glance at the profile of the person he was supposed to meet. despite the fact that he was annoyed about this date rindou had set up, he has to admit that his brother does know his tastes pretty well, so he starts to feel just the tiniest bit of amusement and curiosity, (maybe he should get flowers? nah, he’ll just play it casual and see where it goes).

❥ when ran arrived, he wasn’t surprised to see it was a typical restaurant/bar type of place, though he was a bit amused at the fact that it was located still in roppongi, (he thinks it would be funny if someone came up to him in the middle of the date because they recognized him).

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“hey, are you ran?”

“hm?” ran looked up from his place at the bar, seeing a somewhat familiar face looking back at him. he leans a bit closer, his eyes squinting to get a clearer picture…ah, the person he’s supposed to be meeting.

cute.

he stood up from his spot at the bar, pasting a charismatic smile on his face as he held his hand out. “correct. you must be (y/n), right?”

“yes! it’s nice to meet you!” you beamed, giving your hand for a handshake. ran was a bit amused when he noticed your rather firm grip while shaking hands, but it only made him just a bit more curious about you.

the two of you went to sit down at your table, ran politely pulling your chair out for you, (he had been debating on whether or not to play the gentleman card, but he decided to go with it). after he sat himself down, he decided to wait for you to speak first, wondering if you were going to pique his interest.

a few moments of silence passed by as he watched your eyes flicking around the place, examining everything before coming back to him. when the two of you made eye contact, your lips ghosted a polite smile, your fingers moving to fidget with a piece of your hair.

“just to be clear, i’m not really into this whole…dating app thing. i think it’s kind of stupid, but my friends told me to go on at least one date, so i’m here. i’m sorry, i just…” you paused for a moment, pursing your lips. “...i didn’t want to give you the wrong idea. i hope we can still have a good time though.”

consider his interest piqued.

“well, if we’re clearing things up, then i’ll admit that these sorts of things are not something i enjoy. my brother is the one who messaged you, and i’m here because he said he would pay for my hair appointments if i came.” ran was curious as to how you would react at his words; would you make a scene by yelling at him and then leave? would you just storm out? maybe you would even cuss him out!

what he wasn’t expecting was for you to let out a big sigh, seemingly of relief, as you laughed a bit, your posture seeming more relaxed and open.

“hah! that’s so funny actually!” you mused. “i guess we’re the perfect match then, huh?”

“seems like it.” ran answered, an amused smirk on his face. “maybe the whole matching thing on dating apps do work after all.”

“right? this seems like too much of a coincidence to be true!” after a moment, you suddenly seemed to get an idea, leaning forward a bit with a grin. “how about we just hang out for tonight as potential friends? none of that weird polite romantic bullshit that you see in first dates. just two people getting to know each other, completely platonically.” ran let out a laugh at your suggestion, his lips upturned in a casual smile.

“sure, why not?”

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❥ for the rest of the night, the two of you had a pleasant time chatting about various topics, talking about the latest fashion and hair trends to how you secretly think that pigeons are spying on the people of the world, (ran wholeheartedly believes in your theory; you made a very good argument). he hadn’t been expecting something like this, but when the night ended, he realized that he actually felt a bit sad at the fact that the two of you were going to be parting ways.

❥ this fact made him quite amused, and so, he suggested that the two of you hang out again. as friends, he says, explaining that he actually enjoyed your company and chatting with you, (he felt a little bit more than that, but he could save that for another time).

❥ when he comes home and rindou asks how everything went, he just laughs and says ‘it was interesting’ then turns in for the night, leaving rindou wondering what the hell happened, and does interesting mean good or bad??

❥ the next time he sees you is by coincidence while he’s out grocery shopping for the week. he happens to run into you in the ice cream aisle, though you see him before he sees you; he’s quite focused on which flavor of ice cream to buy.

“ran?” “hm? oh, (y/n). funny seeing you here.” “yeah, no kidding! which flavor are you eyeing?”

❥ the two of you decide to have an impromptu hangout after that, both of you going to your respective apartments to drop off your groceries before meeting at a nearby cafe. it wasn’t anything crazy but there was a comfortable vibe, casual conversation and playful jokes being exchanged between the two of you as you sipped on your drinks.

❥ ran hadn’t expected to have enjoyed talking with you so much, but before he knew it, the sky outside had changed from blue to orange, the sun setting in the distance. now that he had hung out with you for a second time, he knew that he was definitely interested in you, your joking and fun personality being something that he genuinely enjoyed, (he thought that you were also pretty cute, but that was another thing).

“hey, let me take you home.” “haha, i thought we said we were just going to be friends?” “i can’t take my friends home to make sure they’re safe?” “hmm…well, if you insist! who would’ve known you were such a gentleman~”

❥ there wasn’t anything romantic about it, but there was a bit of a palpable tension between the two of you as he walked you home; the way your hands were just barely brushing against each other, the way you two were walking much closer to each other than friends would normally do, the stolen looks in the silent moments…ran knew you were feeling it too, but neither of you said anything.

❥ there were no words spoke about it when the two of you arrived at your apartment, both of you just saying your goodbyes and leaving. ran is for the most part a patient man, so there’s a part of him that wants to keep quiet and see where everything goes. on the other hand, he wants to bring it up to you and maybe see where it takes the two of you.

ranh_18: you looked good today. are you free on saturday? let me take you out for real this time.

❥ ran supposes he can be impatient every once in a while.

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atierrorian · 1 year

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Hello! How are you currently doing? I hope your doing absolutely fine! And I love your blog so much, I was wondering if you could possibly write about Riddle? Like a study date with Riddle and as Riddle rambles about history and all that yada yada, he suddenly hears snoring and sees his beloved rose falling asleep and basically puts them to bed and they cuddle with them?

And can you make the gender female? Thank you! And take your time Author(⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠❤

Aw! Hello!! And thank you so much for asking dear Anon! I am doing just fine actually but thank you so much for asking! And this is such a cute request!

Context: You fall asleep while studying with Riddle and he puts you into bed and cuddles with you

tw: None!

Characters: Riddle Rosehearts

Note: There are some grammar mistakes so be aware of that but other than that do enjoy this fanfic! The gender is also female, but you can still read whatever gender you want!

Word count: 439

If you were being honest here, you were feeling really really sleepy. Hearing Riddle ramble and talking about history was relaxing but also really really tiring.

You really did try not to go ahead and just slam your head on the table and sleep the day away, you don't remember how many times you yawned but really, who counts their yawns? (Unless you do then ignore this)

You love Riddle, you truly do, but sometimes you just want to cuddle with him and have sweet dreams, is that so hard to ask? Well to be fair you were the one who asked for this so, I guess it is technically your fault. Well studying with Riddle is great, It's just sometimes so boring!!

You couldn't help it, you really did try to help it tho, but your eyes felt really really droopy and you felt so exhausted, so you fell asleep, while sitting.

The moment you closed your eyes for a few seconds, you went into the dream realm and looked like you weren't about to wake up any time soon, that's for sure.

Of course, Riddle heard soft snores and finally decided to stop reading and when he looked at your direction, he saw you sleeping, while sitting.

Riddle sighed as this was one of your habits. He didn't mind, but he was surprised at first. He then realized that you had just fallen asleep during the lessons but decided to let it slide. (The favoritism I tell you)

Riddle kept looking at your sleeping figure and decided to just put you to bed, it was a pretty long day for the both of you, and Riddle and getting sleepy himself too.

Riddle then stood up and decided to wrap a blanket around you and carry you back to bed. (Idk how if your taller than him but don't underestimate him)

He heard more soft snores coming from you and put you down on the bed with the blanket on as you looked more comfortable now and had a small but visible smile.

Riddle looked at you and smiled as well.

"How did someone like you even managed to love someone like me?" He thought as he kept looking at your sleeping figure.

Riddle sat down next to you and yawned as well.

"Well I guess a little nap couldn't hurt.." He thought before laying down next to you.

Riddle fell asleep asleep next to you as both of you were in the realm of dreams.

Safe and sound in togethers warm embrace with a small and soft smile plastered on both your faces.

The studies could wait.

That was such a wholesome request! And really easy to write so thank you for that request and I do hope you enjoy it! I am so sorry it's short! But I still had fun writing this!

#atier's works✎#Twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #Riddle Rosehearts x reader #twst scenario #twisted wonderland scenario

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mondlersblye · 8 months

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Fic Name: keeping it all to myself

Pairing: Jennifer Jareau x Emily Prentiss

Words: 1,085

Warnings: idk pain

One shot or Multiple Chapters? One shot

Content: Jennifer Jareau is used to keep all of her feelings to herself. Who is the person she's going to trust enough to open up ?

A/N: i don’t know how to write happy stuff i’m sorry xx

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One thing about Jennifer Jareau is that she's always going to keep everything to herself, whether it's hurting her or not. For most of her life, she kept the secret of being queer to everyone; she even tried to keep it from herself. After her abduction, Jennifer broke it off with Will, chose to keep a certain distance from her friends at the BAU. She struggled with PTSD and anorexia, and she decided to keep everything to herself, again. She convinced herself she could manage everything, she can deal with what happened in her life all by herself, because it's how it's always been. Since her sister died and her dad left, she took care of herself. By the age of eleven, she had to take care of her mother, the house, and school, all of these while trying to survive in this world. Jennifer grew up quicker than everyone else in her grade, so she was often alone in school. And when she came back to a home in complete silent, she knew things weren't going to change.

So once she graduated, she made everything possible to leave as far of this city as she could. And this is how she ended up in San Diego. All she wanted was to be herself. But it only made Jennifer keep more things to herself. Here, no one knew what happened to her family, so she stopped being the dead girl's little sister. She thought that running away from all of this would solve all her problems, but new ones appeared. Jennifer is now 19, it's her second year of college and her new problem has a name. It's called Olivia. Olivia is the girl she's sharing her dorm with, but most importantly she's the girl she drunk kissed at a party last night. She was drunk, but she remembers everything. And when she woke up to see the bed next to hers was empty, she was scared of what Olivia would think, of what she would do. When the brunette came back to their room, Jennifer apologized for hours on end, blaming it on the alcohol. Olivia wasn't going to say anything; she dismissed it and acted like nothing happened. Jennifer was relieved, but it wasn't until the next day when she was all kinds of slurs written in her locker. Someone at the party saw them, and rumors never stopped since that night.

When Jennifer saw and heard all the awful things people could say about queer people, her only answer was to keep her feelings deep to herself. She dismissed everything she ever felt for her roommate, whether it was platonic or not. She distanced herself from every woman in her life, every girl friend or professor. She swore to herself she would never feel anything towards a woman ever again. She tried to force herself to date a guy from her class. It lasted just a couple of months but it was enough for the rumors to die down. That experience in college made Jennifer forbid herself for ever feeling anything towards a woman for almost two more decades.

She met Will a few years after she started at the BAU, she was around 26. Everything was easy with him, so she figured he was the right choice. And he was, for a limited time.

10 years later, Jennifer gets abducted. When she's rescued by Emily, something clicked in her mind and all she could think of was the older woman. She spent a few days at home, recovering slowly from what happened, with her boyfriend next to her. But each time he tried to talk about what happened to her, she closed off more and more. Jennifer couldn't have a night of sleep without multiple nightmares, she was barely eating and she was losing energy more and more each day. After almost two weeks of Will constantly putting pressure on her to talk, she decided to ask him to leave. She couldn't do this anymore. She's always been dealing with her problems by herself; it's not going to be any different now than she's an adult.

Will left a week ago and she's now finally back to work. No one knows what's going on in her head and she's grateful no one is asking questions, except Emily. And strangely enough, Jennifer can't lie to her or try to dismiss her feelings. 18 years ago, she swore to herself she would never be close to a woman like that again, she would never open up to anyone because it hurts her more than it's doing any good, or so she thinks. When Emily asked how she was doing, they were still in the BAU offices. She felt her heart beats faster, and something in her wanted to talk, to tell her everything, but it wasn't the place. Not that she didn't feel safe, but their coworkers are still in the building and she doesn't want them to hear some of the things she wants to talk about. So she asks the brunette to come by her place, get a drink and maybe, if Jennifer is ready, she will open up to her friend.

Two hours and an empty bottle of red wine later, Emily popped the question again and this time Jennifer couldn't skip it, but she could still lie.

“I'm fine.”

“No you're not. Try again Jayje.”

“It's nothing that I can't deal with Em. I've been on surviving mode since I was a kid, it's nothing different.”

“What do you mean?” Emily's tone was surprised, because it was the first time Jennifer expressed something from her past. There was no going back now, the blonde knew it was time for her to open up, or she wouldn't survive this.

She kept everything bottled up for three decades, every single pain, every trauma she went through; she kept it all to herself. But tonight, she realized she didn't have to anymore. She let herself trust the woman in front of her; she let herself feel everything she tried to hide for all those years. Jennifer told her everything, from Roslyn to Olivia to everything that happened in their job.

And for the first time in what felt like an eternity, Jennifer fell asleep in someone’s arms, finally able to rest for the entire night.

Opening up to someone was the hardest thing she might have done. She broke barriers she didn't even know she built. But tonight, it saved her life.

#jemily #jennifer jareau #criminal minds #cm fic

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lunarswritings · 2 years

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Being Sick

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What if you were sick?

Characters: Artem, Luke, Vyn, Marius

Notes: Wrote this since I was sick for like a week, a classic hc but a good one!

Requests are open! I’ll write pretty much everything that’s SFW unless stated otherwise, you’re always welcomed to drop by even if it’s not a request^^

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Artem

You felt fine in the morning but while getting ready your face felt really hot and your throat was feeling sore.

You shrugged it off and went to work

But as time went on when you were with Artem he noticed you were coughing and sneezing a lot, your voice also sounded off

“Are you sick?”

“Not really, just a sore throat.”

Artem finished up whatever you two were talking about and forced let you out early to go home

You came home and slipped into your lounge wear

Ngl you felt even worse so you were about to take a nap

But as soon as you were just about to fall asleep you heard someone knocking

You open the door lazily and there you see Artem with a paper bag and slightly blushing

You let Artem come in and he made some chicken noodle soup! (Or some other soup idk)

I feel like Artem knows some home remidies for when your sick so he’d give you some home remedy which made you feel wayyy better

Artem’s cooking is like amazing as we know so you finished that quickly

Artem basically took care of you and as you fell asleep he put a blanket over you and left awkwardly bc he didn’t have your permission to stay lmaoo

The next day you felt a lot better and decided to go to work again bc Artem helped you feel a lot better

Artem had a nice breakfast waiting for you because he knew you were gonna come lmao

Luke

Luke’s been taking care of you since you were little

He knows what your favorite comfort foods are when you’re sick

He could tell you weren’t feeling well when you were at Times Antiques with him

You kept sneezing and sniffling your nose

He insisted you rest instead and basically dragged you to his apartment upstairs

He told you to wait and he got some of your favorite snacks and ingredients to cook one of your comfort food when your sick

While some parts were a lil burnt you still enjoyed it bc it’s Luke’s cooking

You rested on the couch even though Luke wanted you to rest in bed while he would sleep on the couch

You were still feeling miserable despite the medicine

To distract you Luke put on your favorite movie or Sherlock Holmes

So while you were sleeping Luke picked you up and tucked you in bed so you could sleep comfortably

The next day Luke started to feel sick too…

Vyn

Nothing gets passed this man

I think some of his clients have came to him while sick so he’d know what to do

You were at one of his lectures for funsies and tbh his voice is so calming to listen to

But Vyn could feel you were a bit out of it but he couldn’t figure out why

Spacing out plus you looked kinda tired

After the lecture was over he came over to talk to you

Your voice hinted the fact you were sick

Putting his hand on your forehead mid conversation also gave it away

You eventually confessed that today you weren’t feeling the greatest but didn’t think it was that bad

He instead that you went home or at least stayed at his place to rest

You didn’t want to burden him since he was so busy so you went back home

You said your farewells and Vyn dropped a “I’ll see you soon” you didn’t think much about

Turns out he came back 30 minutes later with some tea and pasteries as well as some medicine

You were NOT expecting that

Vyn brewed some expensive looking Chamolie tea and handed it to you

If you don’t like chamolie tea now u do bc the way he brews his tea??? Litterally amazing

The pasteries were also your favorite flavor because he knows you so well^^

Vyn handed you some awful tasting medicine but hey, at least you were feeling better

He’s so gentle with you it’s so nice jdkdhf

Marius

This guy definitely has never taken care of someone who is sick

Maybe some of his elders??? But it’s not something he’s experienced with

It started when you both went to an art exhibit in the afternoon

While you and him were making jokes about Marius being Z, Marius could tell something was off like how your voice sounded much more tired and sick, to the amount of tissues you were using and had to keep throwing away

You still held your ground and told him you were fine

Marius wasn’t having any of that

Marius Daytime Aurora flashbacks

He took you to his home bc his dad wasn’t home

Made you lay down in the guest room and had Vincent deliver everything a sick person could ever need

Give this man a raise

The medicine smelt terrible but despite the smell you still drank it bc Marius was planning on taking you to the doctor it’s just a cold Marius

Marius kept you company the entire time while you laid there with lots of tissues and a trash can nearby

He made the sick experience 10x better

He gave you your favorite snacks bc this man cannot cook and neither can Vincent tbh

He said he could get someone to cook your favorite foods for you but you rejected his offer

Maybe another time he’ll try to cook something simple

When you started to feel better you started to notice Marius sneezing more then usual

Now to take care of him..

#tears of themis #tears of themis headcannon #marius von hagen #vyn richter #luke pearce #artem wing #tears of Themis fanfics #sick hcs

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svechnikovvv · 2 years

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can't take my eyes off you (part 3)

pairing: steve harrington x fem!reader

warnings: same as usual, OH, and james' bitchass

word count: 5,942

summary: steve fake dates y/n for a week for a family reunion, but little does y/n know, he’s had the biggest crush on her for a while.

a/n: right, so, as i’m currently writing this, i’m sleep deprived off my ass, harry styles’ “love of my life” has been on repeat for idk how long, and i have a therapy appointment in two & a half hours. but as joseph quinn once said, “let’s give ‘em what they want” so here the lot of you go. also, this gif of steve is my new favorite thing.

tuesday. it was only tuesday. you still had 4 and a half days left here with steve and his scarily big family.

you blindly reach your hand to steve’s side and you feel the cold mattress instead of steve. and he said you had a habit to leave him. bullshit. you sit up and check the clock on the nightstand. ‘9:13’ in red shines back at you. you sigh and head to the bathroom to take a shower. you start to doze off a bit from the warmth of the water, but when you almost face plant, you wake up.

once you were cleaned, you threw on a simple, white, sundress and headed out, deciding to look for steve. you find him sitting on the terrace looking off into the distance. you gently touch his shoulder and he jumps, looking up at you.

"jesus! i almost had a heart attack," you roll your eyes, but a smile's on your face nonetheless. you take a seat beside him.

"oh no. wouldn't want to give you a heart attack, huh?"

"no. because then you wouldn't get to see me everyday"

"it would be the end of the world," steve looks at you, but you continue to stare off into the distance

"yeah. it would be" his tone softens and you look at him, but again, you can't tell what the look in his eyes is.

"what? is there something on my face?" you start to feel around your face for something, but steve grabs your hands, stopping you and gives you a smile

"there isn't anything on your face, y/n" you furrow your brows at him

"then why are you staring at me? are you unwell?" you reach a hand up and place it on his forehead, but he feels fine.

"you feel fine," your tone then gets serious and you squint at him.

"okay, steven, out with it" he laughs

"there isn't anything wrong with me, y/n"

"you just have a staring problem then, huh?" he shrugs and you shake your head, a smile on your face.

"y'know what they say?" you face him and he raises a brow

"when in rome, do as the romans do?" you laugh

"'take a picture it'll last longer'" he rolls his eyes and you smile, leaning into his side. he puts an arm behind you and you sigh in awe.

"i'd kill to see this everyday. hawkins is so boring and..."

"ugly?" you nod and he chuckles.

"yeah... it is pretty awful isn't it?" you hum in agreement. you two sit in silence for a while just staring at the scenery in front of you, not being interrupted this time like you were last time. you two sit there for a good twenty minutes in silence before steve speaks up.

"we're having this big dinner thing tomorrow night. would you want to go?" you pause for a minute, thinking and having a mental debate with yourself.

"i'll go"

"really? you don't have to. i know things like that aren't your forte. i'll stay with you and we can ditch it" you wave him off.

"no no. it's okay steve. i think i need the interaction" he turns to face you

"you sure?" you look at him and give him a weak smile.

"not really, but i can always hide out in the bathroom, right? did it all of freshman year," you turn back to facing the scenery and steve is still looking at you. he feels a pang of hurt in his chest at your words.

"hey," he says softly, nudging your shoulder with his hand. you turn again to face him. he's eye-level with you now and you can feel his breath on your face.

"what happened in freshman year is behind you, okay? it doesn't define you. you made it through all of that and you're still standing. that's more than anyone can ever do. you're a badass, y/n. give yourself some more credit." you smile and let out an airy laugh, looking down. steve sits back up to his full height.

"yeah. i made it through highschool with your help. i think you're forgetting that. remember all those shiners you got because of me? i felt so bad. still do"

"i don't. they left you alone, didn't they?" you nod

"then that's all that matters to me. i could care less about my face"

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it was freshman year and to say you were dreading it would be an understatement. steve, on the other hand, was excited. mainly for sports opportunities, but still excited nonetheless. your older brother anthony also attended hawkins high, but he was a senior.

you walked through the doors, steve's arm slung around your shoulders and you make your way to your first class of the day. luckily, the two of you had the same first period, so you sat beside one another. you two talked about anything and everything until the bell rang. before the bill rang, a blonde girl approached your table. her attention was on steve mainly.

"hi" she says, blowing a bubble with her gum and popping it

"hi?" steve says confused

"are you free this weekend?"

"no" she looks at you as if you were some nuisance. she gave you a good look up and down, made a disgusted face and turned back to steve. he saw what she did though and he wanted her away from him asap.

"look blondie, i'm not interested. okay?" she gave him a confused face

"huh?"

"NOT. INTERESTED." she scoffs and walks away

"what a brat" you say and steve laughs with you

"that would be an insult to the word" you hold up your hand for a highfive and he highfives you. the bell finally rings and class starts. you get through most of the day without any problems... until lunch comes rolling around. the same blonde chick from earlier, whose name you found out was amber, approaches you and steve at the table you & steve were sitting at.

she's holding a carton of chocolate milk in her hand. you look at steve with a confused look and he shrugs his shoulders. everyone in the cafeteria's eyes are on you & steve. you take a quick glance over at the table your brother was sitting at and he mouths "what's happening?" you shrug and he furrows his brows.

she take a brief stop in front of your table and throws her chocolate milk all over you. you gasp as the coldness hits you. out of all days, why did today have to be the day you wore white. everyone started to laugh except steve and your brother and his friends. you quickly got up, heading out the cafeteria. steve and your brother were close on your heels.

you stand in front of the sink in the girl's bathroom and steve is behind you, holding out a shirt. his gym shirt. you take it, not before thanking him, and head into a stall to change. once that was said and done, your hair was the problem.

"you two, c'mon, we're skipping the rest of the day" you and steve nod and anthony goes and gets you guys' stuff, meeting the two of you at his car. you slide in the back with steve and anthony reverses the car out the parking lot. his knuckles are white on the wheel and he speeds. you then arrive home and steve follows you up to your room. you go to your dresser and grab a pair of shorts out, heading to the bathroom.

as you're in the shower, someone knocks on the door.

"y/n?" you hear steve's voice

"yeah?" you call out

"are you decent?"

"you're good" he comes in and you peep your head out from behind the shower curtain

"you good, harrington?" he nods

"just came to see if you wanted me to wash your shirt and jeans for you"

"could you do that?" he nods again

"of course" you smile at him

"you're the best. oh and steve?"

"yeah?"

"a pair of pajama pants and one of your shirts you left over are in my top left dresser drawer if you need to change"

"thank you"

"'course" he takes your chocolate milk stained clothes out with him and as soon as he closes the bathroom door, he lets out a sigh. his crush on you continues to grow each day.

once you were done, you put steve's gym shirt back on paired with the shorts you grabbed and make your way back to your room. steve's laying against the headboard of your bed with his hands clasped behind his head, eyes shut.

"you fall asleep on me, steve?" you ask quietly and he opens his eyes, shaking his head. you give him a small smile and he removes his hands from behind his head, opening his arms for you.

"c'mere" you oblige and walk over to him, laying down and resting your head on his chest. he rests his jaw atop of your head and rubs soothing circles on your back.

"im so sorry, y/n. i shoul've done something" you can hear the hurt in his voice. you sit up to where you're facing him and place a hand on his cheek. he avoids your gaze, though.

"look at me," he listens and meets your eyes

"steve. this is in no way, shape or form your fault. okay? and you did everything you could do by sticking to my side and not that bimbo's." he lets out a laugh at the insult you called her and pulls you back into your previous position, placing a kiss atop of your head.

"i don't deserve you at all y/n"

"it's the other way around, steve. trust me" you two fall asleep like that before anthony wakes you up telling steve that your mom made dinner so he's welcome to stay for it. he even said he'll drive steve home. and yes you tagged along.

next few days pass and amber keeps messing with you. she'll do simple things like stick her foot out when you're walking in the hallway, call you names, or even leave you not so nice letters in your locker. she held back mainly because your brother lingered by your side now and she didn't want to fuck with anthony l/n.

however, there was a week where your brother was out since he got his wisdom teeth removed, so you were bodyguard-free. amber had recently gotten a boyfriend and he started to mess with steve now. which you didn't take very nicely. steve being the dumbass he is, got into a fight with him because amber's boyfriend decided to pick on you for once and he called you a slut. steve didn't like that... at all.

next thing you know, you're sitting in the nurses office with steve who will soon be sporting a black eye. steve kept continuously getting in fights with amber's boyfriend for the next few months. all because of you. at least, that's what you told yourself. he kept reassuring you that it's not your fault, it's his. then you kept telling him it wasn't his fault, it was yours.

this only happened when, of course, anthony wasn't there. to say your freshman year was shit would be an understatement.

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you snap out of your thoughts.

"but i thought that's how you picked up all the ladies?" he shakes his head

"as if. it's all in here," he points at his heart and you laugh, but nod

"maybe that's been my whole problem with getting guys. too little of that" steve lets out a scoff at this

"nonsense, y/n. you have the biggest heart out of everyone i know"

"even dustin?" you look up at him expectantly. he nods

"even henderson. but don't tell him i said that" you zip your lips and toss the key. steve smiles and you smile back at him.

"but seriously, y/n, we can ditch the dinner tomorrow and look around the town" you shake your head, persistent on going to the dinner with steve and his big ass family. even if you were anxious to be around everyone, there were a couple people you did know that'll be there. like diane, margaret, cynthia, michael and how can you forget adorable david.

"i can't leave david"

"no. can't do that. he loves you an insane amount. kinda shocked me"

"why so?"

"when i first met him, it took him a while to warm up to me. but when he met you... it's like he's known you forever"

"what can i say? kids love me"

"indeed they do" before you know it, it's 12 in the afternoon and your stomach growls.

"somebody's hungry" steve laughs and you nod.

"'s what i get for skipping breakfast"

"then c'mon you. i think the caterer brought burgers for lunch" your mouth waters at the thought of a big, juicy burger and you practically rush inside. steve follows you inside, laughing behind you. you walk into the kitchen, steve in tow and the smell of burgers hits you in the face. you turn around and face steve.

"this, steven, is the smell of greatness" you grab his hand and pull him into the kitchen.

"let's go get our food before it's gone." you halt in your tracks when you see the array of food. you grab a plate, handing it to steve, then grabbing one for yourself. once you two have your plates made, you head to sit at the ktichen table with steve beside you. you take a big bite of your burger and steve lets out a laugh.

"slow down, y/n. it's not running away from you" you look around making sure no children are in your vicinity, then you flip off steve.

"never tell a hangry woman what to do" he nods his head

"aye aye captain" he bites into his burger, letting out a hum of satisfaction.

"see what i mean?" he nods and you two go back to eating.

"ah! there's the two lovebirds" you hear margaret speak this time and you two simultaneously look at her, mouths full of food. she laughs.

"i take it you enjoy the burgers" you both nod

"good good. oh! steve. i wanted to know if you and y/n were going to the dinner tomorrow night?" steve looks at you and you give him a small nod. he swallows his food and speaks up.

"yes ma'am. what time is it again?"

"8 o' clock" steve nods and margaret then walks off, not before giving you a wink. your face heats up and you finish your food. steve's been done, but he's been sitting at the table waiting for you. you go to stand up to take your plate and put it in the sink, but he stops you, taking your plate for you.

"i got it, don't worry" he bends down and presses a kiss to your head, then heading into the kitchen. you get a fluttering feeling in your stomach, but push it away. you feel a tug on your jeans and look down to see a little blonde girl with two pigtails looking up at you with the prettiest blue eyes.

"you look like a princess" you internally melt at her compliment. even if she's a kid, you're still in awe at her words.

"me? no no. you look like a princess," she giggles and smiles and climbs into your lap. you help her up and she turns so that she's facing you. you wrap your arms behind her, that way she doesn't fall.

"like cinderella?" she asks you and you nod

"just like cinderella" she smiles

"what's your name?"

"y/n. what's yours?"

"wendy," she says excitedly. where did you hear her name at? you think for a minute until it clicks. michael. this is michael's daughter.

"wendy. what a pretty name"

"thank you. my mommy says she named me after the girl from peter pan" wendy darling.

"i think she made an excellent choice"

"do you have a boyfriend?" you're taken back a bit by how sudden the question was, but you nod nontheless. she bounces around in excitement.

"who! who!" she practically yells and you laugh. you turn around to see steve standing at the sink.

"you see him over there?" you point at steve and she nods

"stevie?" you nod

"mhm. stevie is my boyfriend" she gasps and covers her mouth with her tiny hands and you smile. speak of the devil and he shall appear. steve then walks back towards you and takes in the sight of you with wendy on your lap.

"wendy! sweetheart, i missed you bunches" she laughs and faces him

"y/n told me you're her boyfriend" steve almost breaks his neck with how quick he looks at you. he then looks back at wendy with a big smile on his face.

"yep. it's true. y/n is my girlfriend and i'm her boyfriend" wendy claps as if this is the best thing she's heard in years.

"you're her prince charming, stevie!" he nods his head, then looking at you.

"i guess i am, aren't i?" you give him a smile and nod, wendy nodding as well.

"wendy, where's mommy at?" steve asks her and she points outside

"her and daddy are talking to aunt cynthia and i got bored. so i came in here and saw y/n and told her she looked like a princess" steve nods, agreeing with her.

"y/n always looks like a princess" your face goes hot and both wendy and steve look at you. a woman around cynthia's age, maybe two or three years older walks in and looks around. her eyes lock on wendy and she comes over.

"wendy, darling, why didn't you tell me or daddy that you came inside?"

"i'm sorry. i just got bored" she sighs

"just, let one of us know where you go next time, okay?" wendy nods and then she faces you.

"i hope she didn't bother you" you wave her off

"nonsense. i enjoy the company"

"well thank you for watching her. i'm laura. nice to meet you"

"it's no problem really, and i'm y/n"

"ohhhhh. so you're the one that michael was talking about" a panicked look makes its way across your face and she rests a hand on your arm.

"no need to worry. he was just saying how you've got my baby cousin wrapped around your finger" you and steve's faces go hot and she smirks.

"mommy, what does that mean?" wendy asls

"what does what mean, baby?"

"wrapped around your finger"

"it means stevie is in love with y/n"

"princess y/n" laura nods

"right. princess y/n. stevie is in love with princess y/n" love? no. there's no way steve loves you. this was just fake for a week, right?

"well, it was nice to finally meet you, y/n. and it's nice to see you again, steve"

"likewise laura" steve says and you nod. she picks wendy up and heads back out the door she came in. the air feels thick between the two of you and steve is the first to speak up.

"do you want ice cream?" you're internally grateful for his words. you nod though, loving the idea of ice cream right about now.

"there's this parlor about thirty minutes from here. albeit it's a drive, but it's definitely worth it" you nod

"i have no objections" he nods. a lightbulb then goes off and you stand up, going outside. steve furrows his brows and watches you from inside as you walk up to cynthia and laura.

"is it okay if i take david and wendy to get i-c-e-c-r-e-a-m?" you spell it out so the kids don't get their hopes up. they both nod and you get excited.

"let me get their car seats" cynthia says and hands david over to you since he was making grabby hands. you tell laura you're gonna get steve so he can help cynthia and she nods. you walk back inside and steve raises a brow at you.

"we're taking the kids. can you go help cynthia get wendy and david's car seats?" he nods and heads out the door and you follow behind him with david on your hip. you and laura immerse into conversation and five minutes later steve walks back up with cynthia.

"we're good to go," you nod and hold your hand out for wendy

"princess wendy, our carriage awaits" a look of excitement makes its way onto her face and she happily takes your hand. before you walk off, you face cynthia and laura.

"before we go, they aren't allergic to anything, are they?" they both shake their head no and you nod.

"thank you for allowing me to take them out"

"no no. thank you for taking them out. could use the mini break" laura says and you chuckle. you turn back around and steve takes wendy's other hand in his and you four walk to steve's bmw. you set david in his car seat, buckling him up as steve does the same for wendy.

"i can do it myself, stevie. i'm a big girl" he holds his hands up and you laugh. you finish strapping david up and shut the door. steve is resting his hands on the hood of his car and you raise a brow at him.

"she's a big girl, steve" he rolls his eyes

"get in the car" you laugh and slide in the passenger seat.

"everyone buckled up?" steve calls. he looks in the rear-view at the kids and they nod. he then puts his car in reverse and backs out, heading on the road. five minutes into the drive, wendy asks the inevitable question.

"where are we going?" you turn around and smile at her.

"we're getting ice cream" she smiles and david starts to clap. you turn back around to face the road.

"do you guys want to listen to some music?" you ask the two and they both say yeah. you open steve's glove compartment and go through his cd's. one in particular sticks out to you.

can't take my eyes off you

you automatically grab that one and put it in. the melody starts to play throughout the car and steve looks at you.

"eyes on the road, harrington" he looks back at the road and you smile to yourself. you start to sing along to the song, steve joining you and wendy and david laugh. much to your dissatisfaction, the song comes to an end and you surf through the cd's and find the other song that you and steve jammed along to back in middle school.

stayin' alive

the familiar tune starts to play on the car speakers and steve gasps.

"you did not" you nod your head

"i did"

back in middle school at the snowball, steve was in the middle of a dance circle busting moves to this song. he tried to pull you in with him, but you told him some battles were best fought alone and this was one of them.

"y'know, steve made up a dance for this song"

"really stevie? you said you don't dance"

"i'm retired," he says making you laugh. soon, you four make it to the ice cream parlor and steve pulls into a parking spot. he goes and helps wendy out and you see that david fell asleep. you gently unbuckle his straps and pick him up. he clings to you like a koala and you quietly laugh. wendy comes over to you and grabs your hand. you gladly take it and steve opens the door for you three.

you walk in and the coldness hits your arms, making you shiver lightly. wendy drags you to the counter where a young lady is working. steve stands behind you and places a hand on your waist, rubbing his thumb up and down.

the lady looks at the four of you and smiles.

"what can i get you guys today?"

"ooh ooh, me first" wendy practically shouts and you laugh at her excitement.

"wendy, sweetie, calm down a bit" she nods her head

"okay, tell the nice lady what you want"

"i want chocolate with sprinkles" she says, flashing the woman her million-dollar-smile.

"chocolate with sprinkles, got it" she pulls out a bowl and starts to make wendy's order" she sets it off to the side, looking at you.

"ill get strawberry with whipped cream and a cherry on top" she smiles and nods, doing the same for you. then she looks at steve who seems to be staring off

"babe, order" you gently nudge him and he hums, looking at you. you point at the lady and his face goes red

"sorry, right. uh, i'll get strawberry with sprinkles" she nods and makes his order. you four follow her to the counter and she tells you your total. you pull out a twenty and hand it to her. she takes it and gives you your change. you all grab your ice cream and head to a booth to sit down at. steve slides in by the wall and wendy sits by him. you sit on the opposite side with david. you gently wake him up. he sits up and rubs his eyes, looking at you.

"hi buddy. you want ice cream?" he sleepily nods and you smile. you eat the cherry off top before you take your spoon and put some ice cream on there. he opens his mouth and eats the cold delight, some whipped cream getting on his face. you wipe it off with your thumb.

"is it good?" he nods and you get some more for him to eat. you look over at wendy and she already has chocolate ice cream around her mouth. you lightly laugh at that, but go back to feeding david his icecream. you're feeding him for a good ten minutes before he says that he's full. you finish what he couldn't and you see that the other two are already done and waiting for you.

once you all threw your trash away, and you take wendy to the bathroom to clean the chocolate off her face, you say bye to the lady at the counter and head back out to the car.

"what time is it?" steve checks his wrist-watch

"2" you nod

"is there a park nearby?" you ask and he nods

"wanna take them there?" he nods again and heads in the direction of the park. it only took five minutes to get there. once the kids see where you are, they get excited and are eager to get out the car. steve grabs wendy's hand and you carry david and once you find a bench, you set david down and he follows after his cousin. they both head for the swings.

"princess y/n!" you hear wendy shout

"yes princess wendy?"

"can you push me on the swing?" you nod and walk over to them. david is standing in front of a kiddy swing and you pick him up, setting him in it.

"steve, can you come push david?" he nods, coming over to you and the kids. he starts to push david and david erupts into laughter.

"hold on tight" you say to wendy before starting to push her. she starts to then laugh as well

"higher! higher!"

"can't go too high, okay?" she nods to the best of her ability and she starts to gain some height.

"underdog please y/n?" she yells and you say okay. it's been a minute since you've done this. once you see a window, you push her and run underneath and she screams in excitement. you stand in front of her, watching her kick her legs back and forth. steve is still pushing david and he looks over to you for a brief second and you look at him. you both smile at one another.

"come swing with me y/n!" you nod, not being able to say no to her. you sit in the swing beside her and start to kick your feet back and forth and gain some height as well. you two continue to swing for a good five minutes before she slows down, you following her league. she runs over to the jungle gym and you follow her. she starts to climb up it and you reminisce about when you were her age doing this. soon, steve and david join you two and david tries to climb it, but fails everytime.

wendy somehow makes it to the top and she shouts

"i'm queen of the world!" you laugh at her and steve comes and stands beside you, placing an arm around your waist. david keeps struggling before he pouts at not being able to climb it. you pick him up and sit him beside wendy and he smiles.

"you guys having fun?" steve asks and they both nod. for the next thirty minutes, they play with everything at the park, stringing the two of you along. the seesaw was by far their favorite. david and steve were on one end and you and wendy were on the other. everytime you and wendy went up, wendy squealed. everytime david and steve went up, david squealed.

after the two tired out, steve carried wendy to the car and you carried david to the car. you strapped both of them in, wendy too tired this time to protest to steve, and you four headed back home. you arrived home promptly around three o' clock.

you opened the front door of the house, both you and steve holding a sleeping kid. diane sees you two and raises a brow.

"took em to get ice cream and tired them out at the park" she nods and points to the living room. you assume by doing that, she meant both moms were in there. your assumption was right and when they saw the four of you, they smiled.

"you wore them out, huh?" you and steve nodded and handed the sleeping kids to their parents. there were some people in the room that you didn't know that were staring at you. steve sensed your anxiety and placed a hand around your waist, pulling you to him. something he seemed to be doing a lot lately.

"we decided a stop by the park wouldn't hurt and man can they run around that place" you said and they both laughed

"put some sugar in them and that'll do the trick"

"hopefully they'll sleep good tonight"

"hopefully" cynthia says and you laugh. obviously, putting david to bed was a hard task.

"thank you again, you two, for doing this" you both nod and leave the room. you let out a sigh once you get by the stairs.

"i'm starting to think i won't be the only one sleeping good tonight" you say and steve chuckles

"can say that again. i am beat" you nod in agreement. you two are about to head to your favorite spot, the porch swing. you both sit down and engage in small-talk but your peaceful talk is interrupted when james decides to show up.

"steve, i see you still have your bitch with you," james gives you a smirk and looks at steve. his jaw clenches and his hold on you tightens.

"don't you speak about y/n like that"

"please, what's she gonna do?" he rolls his eyes and before you know it, you give him a nasty right hook and he stumbles back at the force, holding his face.

"that's what i'll do. and i'll do it again" he looks up at you incredulously. you walk off back into the house, heading to you and steve's shared room. five minutes later, steve enters, and he brought a frozen bag of peas with him. he holds it up.

"'s all we got" you give him a smile, but it drops when you see his busted lip and bleeding nose. you get up and rush over to him.

"i thought i told you not to fight for me anymore"

"and i thought i told you i don't care about my face" you sigh and pull him into the bathroom. you put the toilet lid down and usher him to sit on it. he listens and you take a washrag that doesn't feel too harsh and put some warm water on it, since it's all that's in the bathroom.

"what about your knu-" you cut him off

"after i fix you up" he nods and you cup his jaw with your undoubtedly swelling hand and you start to dab at the cut on his lip and he lets out a hiss of pain. you get his lip cleaned up, then you clean the blood off his nose which wasn't bad. he then looks at you

"now your knuckles" you roll your eyes but turn on the warm water, running your kuckles under it. you pull them out of said water and take a dry washcloth and clean up the blood. you then set the pack of frozen peas on them and steve looks at you, mouth slightly agape.

"how- what?" you laugh at his reaction

"high pain tolerance, stevie" he nods and you walk out the bathroom, him following and you sit on the bed. you grab the remote, flipping through channels until you land on scooby-doo. you and steve watch the show, giving it your full attention. the hours seem to fly by and it's time for dinner. you ask steve if you can sit this one out. he nods and tells you he'll bring you up a plate.

as promised, he came back up holding two plates in his hand. he hands you yours and you get excited that tonight you were having chicken fettucine alfredo.

"this is my favorite food in the world. don't be surprised if i ask for seconds. or possibly thirds" steve laughs and nods.

"i'll get you whatever you need" you smile and start eating your food happily as you watch scooby-doo in silence.

"my statement still stands on you being a badass" steve says breaking the silence and you laugh

"you're not supposed to encourage bad behavior steve!" he shrugs

"that'd be hypocritical of me" you roll your eyes and continue eating your food. the frozen peas really helped the swelling stop so your knuckles were fine-ish for the time being. steve went back down and got you seconds, per request, and once you finished that, you were stuffed.

"i feel like i just ate for a family of four" steve laughs and you sit up, heading over to get some pajamas for the night. once you were changed, you went back to bed and laid down beside steve. he gets up soon and heads to take a shower. you end up falling asleep and steve came out the bathroom and took in the sight of your sleeping figure.

"i have to tell her at some point," he says to himself before slipping into his side of the bed beside you. you cuddle up to him and he accepts it happily. halfway throughout the night, steve wakes you up.

"y/nnnnn," he sleepily and quietly drags your name out

"what steven"

"move. my arm is falling asleep" you groan and turn on your side away from him, closing your eyes again. steve places his arm around your waist and pulls you to him.

"didn't say i wanted to stop cuddling though" he rests his head in the crook of your neck and the two of you fall back asleep.

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a/n: i'm so sorry for the delay. but here it is, part 3 (: this is also the longest part yet so yay for that. also, i want to get through this series before i start writing for eddie & robin

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Hello, I just requested so I feel bad for requesting again but, may I request another ? Dacryphilia Obey Me Cast (without Luke)

: ̗̀➛ Hi, baby! You can request as much as you like while my requests are opne, but keep in mind it might take me some time <3

Also, there were some characters I couldn’t think anything about, lol. I might do a part 2 but idk.

└➤ 𝖕𝖆𝖎𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌: lucifer, mammon, leviathan, asmodeus, beelzebub, barbatos x afab! mc(separately)

└➤𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖉 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖙: 1.0k

└➤⚠️𝖙𝖜: dacryphilia, brat-brat tamer dynamic, spanking, overstimulation, use of a vibrator, praising, use of pet name, oral sex (m), face fucking, gagging. All characters are 18+ here.

prompts

𝖑𝖚𝖈𝖎𝖋𝖊𝖗: He is a brat tamer, and you cannot change my mind. PERIOD! After a long day spent inside his office, the Avatar of Pride goes directly to his room hoping to get some sleep, but his baby feels neglected after he ignored her all day to get his work done. Trying to get some touch from Lucifer you climb into his lap, but he moves you quickly arguing that he was too tired and needed some rest. Of course, you don't want to listen to him, and after bothering him for a little more, Lucifer losses his patience and bends you over his lap, taking your pants off in a smooth move. "You don't know how to listen, do you?" his hand comes down to spank your bare ass, and tears gather in the corner of your eyes every time his palm comes in contact with your skin. But it's too late to stop because Lucifer gets painfully hard when he hears you sob and sees the tears rolling down your cheeks. He can't help it, you're just too cute.

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𝖒𝖆𝖒𝖒𝖔𝖓: I know he loves passionate and intimate sex. He loves you so much, that he doesn't know any other way of fucking you. But after having Mammon hitting that sweet spot inside of you, you feel in the Celestian Realm, seeing stars and galaxies. Mammon has his face buried in the crook of your neck, and you know you're going to leave him some marks after digging your nails so damn hard on his back, but you don't care because he's giving it to you so good. And suddenly, you feel tears gathering in the corner of your eyes, and you start to sob; the Avatar of Greed stops for a minute and looks up at you, cupping your face with one hand and a worried look. "What's it, baby? Did I hurt ya'?" You quickly shake your head and lean over to kiss him. "It just feels so good-" you say in a broken moan, and Mammon's ego increases a hundred times. He starts thrusting into you again until he feels you creaming around his dick, and you cannot stop the tears.

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𝖑𝖊𝖛𝖎𝖆𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖓: the first time he tasted your pussy, he felt so dizzy and blessed at the same time. Your walls stretching to accommodate his length while hugging him so tight was enough for Levi to cum right there. But he couldn't just cum and leave it like that, no. He decides to follow his most primal instincts, and even tho you two had already cummed, he never stops slamming his hips into yours; he grabs your hips so hard, and he is so deep inside you that you swear you can feel him on your tummy. "Levi-!" you say, putting one hand on his lower abdomen to try and stop the demon from fucking you. "'S too much!" you moan, the overstimulation making you cry. Levi looks down at you, and as soon as he sees your perfect face covered in tears, he cannot help but fuck you harder.

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𝖆𝖘𝖒𝖔𝖉𝖊𝖚𝖘: The most gorgeous demon taking care of you? Oh, my! You must be so lucky, then. When you tell him how needy you feel, Asmo cannot help but smile because you resorted to him to alleviate the heat between your legs. And who else is a perfect fit for this job, if not the Avatar of Lust himself? Asmo has you sitting between his legs, laying you back on his chest while you dig your nails on his thighs because the vibrator he is pressing to your clit feels so good. "Aw, MC! You look so pretty likes this, doing so good for me!" he praises each time a broken moan leaves your mouth. He leaves small kisses on the side of your neck and nape, sending shivers down your spine and making you buck your hips to tell him you need more. Asmodeus increases the speed of the vibrator and starts moving it in circles over your clit. You let your head fall into his shoulder as you reach your high, but even though you're down riding your climax, Asmo doesn't stop moving the vibrator nor changing the speed. The overstimulation is too much, and you wrap your hand on his wrist hoping he will show you some mercy, but suddenly, you feel tears rolling down your face, and you're too fucked up to say anything. "I know you can cum again, pretty girl. Will you do it for me?" <3

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𝖇𝖊𝖊𝖑𝖟𝖊𝖇𝖚𝖇: He loves you so much that he feels guilty for how much he likes making you cry when he fucks you stupid. He can't help it, he is a big boy, and you both know it, that's why he is always bullying his big, monstrous cock into your tight little pussy. And even when you put your hand on his lower stomach and tell him that it is too much, that he is going to break you in half, Beel doesn't feel like stopping because he knows the tears will come out soon. He goes crazy when he looks down at where your bodies are connected and sees how he is splitting you open while your sobs and moans fill the room. He feels so guilty, but he loves it so much!

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𝖇𝖆𝖗𝖇𝖆𝖙𝖔𝖘: Oh, there's no better thing than arriving at the Demon's Lord Castle and finding you on your knees after a long, tiring day of duties, and going here and there to please Diavolo. Barbatos lets himself go as soon as the tip of your tongue licks his cock head; he lets out a relieved sigh when you finally build courage, and his dick fits perfectly in your mouth and throat. But even if it feels perfect, it is still not enough; he needs more and more of you. Without noticing, Barbatos tugs your hair on his fist and starts moving your further down on his cock, making you gag and drool all over the place. In search of that release, he starts thrusting his hips upwards to fuck your face, and the stingy feeling in your throat starts building up, more so that tears start flowing from your eyes. You dig your nails on his thighs to let him know that is too much, but as soon as Barbatos lowers his sight to meet your teary eyes, he feels an immense pressure of never stopping. "Ah, MC! Just like that-", he groans when he feels your tears dropping into his legs. "That's a good girl,"

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disasterman-snz · 1 year

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Hey @dontfeeltoohot :) I got you for @softsnzstuff secret santa! (edited to fix the @ thing not working 😵‍💫)

I decided to try my hand at writing Edissy for the first time because I don’t feel like there’s enough content of them out there. It’s my first time writing them though, so idk if it was my smartest move! I really really hope you enjoy it tho!

!!MINORS DNI!!

Chrissy always looks forward to coming home to the apartment she shares with Eddie at the end of the day, but today she’s even more excited than usual.

She’s been on a business trip for five long days now, and she was so busy that she barely had a minute of free time to even call her boyfriend the entire time.

She hates business trips more than anything. They’re stressful, and she doesn’t want to be clingy, but she misses Eddie when she’s away. They’re luckily not a common thing, but even the odd trip or two every year is too much in her opinion.

She eagerly pushes the door open and sets her bags down in the entrance. Usually, she’d take them to her room first, but she figures she put all the luggage away properly after she’s seen Eddie.

“Hey, I’m home,” she calls out softly, but there’s no response, which is strange.

Eddie usually greets her right as she comes in the door when she gets home from trips like this, even if it’s the middle of the night or early in the morning when he really should be sleeping.

She can hear his music playing softly from their stereo, which is also unusual. Eddie typically plays his music so loud that they sometimes get noise complaints from the landlord. It’s almost unnerving to hear the familiar sound of guitar playing so quietly.

Her lips pull down into a slight frown.

“Eddie?” she calls again, a little louder this time, and looks around, wondering if he stepped out to get dinner or something. Maybe he didn’t realize she’d be home so early, or lost track of time. It’s not as if he actually has to greet her every time she comes home from a trip, he just usually chooses to.

She decides that must be it- he probably went out with his friends and forgot she was getting in this evening. Or thought she wouldn’t be home until late. He’s always teasing her about her terrible luck with planes getting delayed.

She closes the front door and heads for their little living room, going to turn off the music that Eddie must have forgotten when he went out or something.

As she flips it off and the music goes quiet, she hears a soft sound from the couch and jumps in surprise. She spins around to look and finds Eddie laying there.

He’s bundled up in a thick pile of blankets and curled up so small that she almost didn’t notice him. His breath comes out in soft snores and the coffee table is littered with used tissues.

He looks awful, and Chrissy softens immediately.

She moves to his side, and Eddie shivers a little in his sleep, which tugs at her heartstrings and worries her because it isn’t cold in their apartment and Eddie is bundled up in at least three blankets.

She reaches down and brushes his bangs from his forehead, her frown deepening when as she notes they’re damp with sweat. Concern sits heavy in her chest as she presses the back of her hand to his clammy forehead.

Heat radiates off it in waves, and she frowns, “Oh Eddie...” It’s not bad enough that it’s dangerous, but it’s enough that she knows he must be feeling just awful.

He stirs at her touch, “Hmm? Chrissy?” he sounds confused, and she shushes him.

“Yes it’s me,” she assures him, running a hand over his cheek comfortingly.

He blinks up at her, “You’re.. snff… back from your trip?”

She nods, “I just got home. You didn’t tell me you were feeling bad or I would’ve tried to come sooner.”

She doubts her boss would have approved a request to come home early, but she can’t stand the idea of Eddie lying here all by himself while he’s so sick.

She wonders if he’s been taking proper care of himself- eating and drinking plenty, or if he’s just been curled up on the couch this whole time. Maybe if she’d known she at least could have gotten Robin or Steve to drop a care package off for her.

Eddie shakes his head again, reaching up to rub his nose “No, ‘m fine. You.. hhh…hh…” his breath wavers, and he trails off for a moment before he gives a little shake of his head, “Your work’s important-hh… Didn’t wanna snddff worry you on your trihhp.”

Chrissy huffs at that, brushing Eddie’s hair out of his face and pressing a quick kiss to his forehead, “It’s not as important as you.”

Eddie looks like he’s going to protest, but his eyes glaze over. His gaze looks distant, and his breath hitches. He sniffles a few times and pulls back from her.

“hh-Scuhhse me,” he manages as he turns away and brings a fistful of the blankets to his nose, “Hihh-hh.. HIHnNGXttshhieww TsshhChiieww!! ehh-hihh… ehHGXTsshheww- HiHTScchhhew… sndff snffff…”

He groans as the fit trails off, lowering the blankets and shooting her a watery apologetic glance. Chrissy cuts in before he can start apologizing.

“Bless you, that’s some cold you managed to get huh?”

He shrugs, and then gives an embarrassed nod, “I’m pretty sure snnnrffSnfff I can blame Henderson for this one,” he says as he shifts, going to sit up more on the couch.

As he moves, the blankets he was wrapped in fall to his lap, revealing that he’s wearing one of Chrissy’s old cheer jackets from high school.

Chrissy isn’t expecting the way her heart leaps at the sight, but it does. She’s worn Eddie’s jackets plenty of times, and she enjoys that, but she loves seeing him in hers as well.

He seems to notice her staring, and looks down at the jacket.

His eyes widen, and while his cheeks were already red from the fever, they somehow get even redder.

“Sorry, I probably got germs on your snndff jacket,” he admits, looking down at his lap, “I just snff … missed you,” he admits.

She sits with him, wrapping him in her arms, “Don’t apologize, it’s cute. Besides, I think it looks better on you,” she teases lightly, kissing Eddie on the cheek.

He pulls away as much as he can, “Chrissy, I snrrfff don’t wanna get you sihhck..hh ssnff”

She rolls her eyes at him fondly, “Well I missed you too, so I think I’ll risk getting a cold to spend time with you.”

Eddie opens his mouth to argue, but she gives him a determined look and he just sighs, accepting defeat. He knows how stubborn she can be when she’s really got her mind set on something, so he lets Chrissy pull him closer. She combs her hands over his hair softly as they settle into the couch.

“Sorry I wasn’t hh.. awake to snff.. greet you when you got home snnNdffsnff.” He says after a moment, guilt clear in his voice.

Chrissy lets her head rest on his shoulder, “Eddie, I don’t expect you to greet me when I get home, especially when you’re feeling bad.”

He shakes his head a little, “I know, but I-hh.. I want you to snff-hh.. to feel special. You deserve ihhht.”

Chrissy tsks at him, “And you deserve to rest when you’re feeling bad Eddie, now stop apologizing over nothing,” she kisses him on the side of his face, “Besides, I feel special just being here with you. I just wish you weren’t feeling so bad.”

Eddie stubbornly shakes his head, and looks off to the side, “I feel fine, just a little under the weather.”

She just gives him a look at that, “Your fever says otherwise Eds.”

He purses his lips, “It’s not thahh.. that bad… hhsnnff.”

“If you say so,” she hums, her voice clearly unconvinced, “but I want to take care of you either way.”

She continues combing her hands over the top of his hair for a few moments, before asking, “Now tell me, have you eaten at all today?”

Eddie gives her a guilty look that tells her all she needs to know, “...I had some…hh… some…” he trails off. His nose wrinkles and he gives it a small rub that clearly brings him no relief before he brings his hands up to his face again.

“Ughh.. Sorry Chris, ‘m gonna snee…sneeze agaihhn- hh,” his eyes flutter shut and he inhales sharply before shuddering into another small fit of sneezes, “HiHHtSChhiew- HiHhGTSchhIEww… HehSchhieww… hhsnfff… snff.. Hhh.. hh’IHHshhh!!”

He rubs desperately at his nose, sniffling thickly. Chrissy reaches for a box of tissues Eddie had sitting on the end table and plucks a few from the box, passing them to her boyfriend.

He takes them with a grateful look and wipes at his nose.

“Thadgks Chris,” he says through thick congestion before turning to blow his nose a few times. He grimaces, adding them to the pile of used tissues that’s accumulated around him.

She gives him a soft smile and waits a long moment to see if he’ll resume answering her question. He seems content to let it drop, but she’s less willing.

“So I’ll take your silence to mean you haven’t eaten today.”

Eddie winces, “I had some coffee this morning.”

Chrissy wonders how this man can be so doting on her when she’s sick and then try to sustain himself on nothing but coffee and spite when he feels bad.

“Alright, I’m gonna skip the lecture for when you’re not too feverish to understand it, and go get you some soup and water okay. Have you taken any medicine yet?”

Eddie shrugs, “I had some snff Tylenol this morning, but sndffsnf it’s been a while.”

She nods, weirdly happy about his answer. Of course, she wants Eddie to get some medicine in his system, but if he had this kind of fever after taking something it would be concerning.

“I’ll get you some and bring it out to you okay, you just get some rest,” she presses a kiss to his forehead and stands.

Eddie shivers at the loss of her body heat and wraps himself in the blankets again. Chrissy wishes she could just stay at his side and hold him until he’s better, but he needs medicine, water, and food.

So she hurries to grab him some water and Tylenol, wanting to get his fever down as much as possible.

She’s only gone for a moment, but by the time she gets back to the couch, Eddie is half asleep again.

She carefully puts her hand on his shoulder and lightly shakes him awake, “Hey Eddie, can I have you take these for me?” she presses two Tylenol into his hand, and he blinks blearily up at her.

“Snff… huh?”

She runs a comforting hand over his shoulder and presses the water into his other hand, “Come on Eds, it’ll help you feel better. Can you take it for me?”

Eddie blinks at the medicine and then looks at her again, giving her a small nod and taking the medicine. He takes another sip of the water and then holds the glass awkwardly, clearly more than a little out of it.

Chrissy sees his expression start to grow distant and she hurriedly takes the glass, just in time for Eddie to hurriedly hold his hand up, “hh-ihHHShhH- hh’SsCHhhiew!”

He only halfway manages to catch the spray, but Chrissy just offers a quiet, “Bless you,” as she sets the water down on the end table with Eddie’s tissues.

“Sorry Chris,” he mumbles, and she shakes her head.

“Nothing to apologize for love,” she grabs a tissue from the box and leans in to wipe Eddie’s nose for him.

His face grows bright red, “I can do that, you don’t need to-”

She interrupts him, “I know that, but I want to.”

He can’t really argue with that, so he just lets her tend to his nose for a moment before she pulls away. “I’m gonna go make you some food now okay. You get some rest.”

Eddie nods with another small sniffle.

Before heading for the kitchen, she stops to turn Eddie’s music on again. While the heavy guitar and intense vocals would never help her rest, she knows it will be a comfort to Eddie, so she turns the volume low and lets Judas Priest play.

She hopes getting some actually nutritious food into his system will help his body fight the illness, so she goes to the kitchen to search for some canned chicken noodle soup.

She wishes she could make something fancier than just canned soup, but she’s not actually a great cook. Most are surprised to learn that Eddie actually does most of their cooking when they aren’t eating out. Her lack of skill in the kitchen was always something her mother chided her for when she was young, but Eddie is actually a decent cook, and she’s glad to let him most of the time.

She can still cook well enough to pull something together, but canned soup will have to do.

She pops her head into the other room to check on Eddie periodically as she prepares it. He falls in and out of sleep the entire time, his soft snores and sniffles echoing through their apartment.

When she finally brings the soup out to him, the Tylenol seems to have at least started to kick in, because he looks more aware of what’s going on.

“Thanks Chris,” he says as he takes the bowl, “You didn’t have to make me dinner. I know you hate cooking.”

Chrissy helps him sit up all the way and gives him a small smile as she sits at his side, “I don’t really mind cooking, it’s everyone else who minds what I make,” she teases lightly, but when she notices his guilt expression she grows more serious, “But really, don’t be silly. I want to take care of you.”

He still looks conflicted, and Chrissy sighs, “Eddie, I want to take care of you. Now just relax, please,” she shoots him a pleading look that she knows always gets him.

He sighs, but does as he’s told, leaning into the couch and taking small sips of his soup.

“It’s, snrfff really good snffsnrff,” he says after a moment, and Chrissy grins at him.

“Now I know you’re just saying that. It’s just canned soup.”

He shrugs and insists “It’s snfff still good.”

It’s clear that the food is helping to loosen up the congestion, and Eddie is sniffling every few moments before he’s done eating.

Chrissy passes him some tissues, which he takes eagerly. The Tylenol must be working because he looks aware enough to be embarrassed to blow his nose in front of her again.

She just gives him a reassuring smile and lets him return to eating. They fall into a comfortable silence that’s punctuated every so often by Eddie sniffling.

When he finishes eating, Chrissy takes the bowl back to the kitchen for him and then returns to the couch.

“Now don’t you feel better,” she pokes his shoulder a little, and Eddie rolls his eyes. He looks much more aware of his surroundings now that the medicine is kicking in, along with being hydrated and fed.

“Yeah, yeah, I should snff look after myself better. I know.”

Chrissy pulls him into her arms, “I’ll stop annoying you about it when you start actually doing it.”

Eddie rolls his eyes even harder, but she can tell from his small smile that he doesn’t mind the teasing, “Fair enough,” he concedes, leaning into her side.

“You tired enough to head to bed yet?” she asks quietly after a moment.

Eddie nods a little against her neck, and then seemingly without realizing rubs his nose against her as well. “Yeah… You don’t have to though. I know it’s early, and I’m sure you aren’t tired yet.”

She moves carefully so that she can face Eddie, and then presses their foreheads together. He frowns at their close proximity, but she doesn’t care.

She’s going to get sick, but she accepted that the moment she came in and saw Eddie looking so pathetic on their couch.

“There’s nowhere else I’d rather be.”

Eddie gives her a small smile and sniffles, “...I love you.”

Chrissy kisses him softly on the forehead, “Love you too,” she says softly before they both head off to sleep.

#My!Writing #snzfic

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bitchfitch · 1 year

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Idk, i feel like being really mean to Nereida for a bit.

He knows this oceanic otherworld is home to a whole society of mermaids. That they could cross the dimension barriers into the human world, that they were humans made strange and monsterous by whatever magic governed this place. And he knows his mother was a human first, who was brought here by one of those mermaids, most likely his father if his math about the timeline checks out, and that she died attempting to return years after leaving.

That answered countless questions, and left just one. Who was his father?

Jish had agreed to ask the other mermaids for him, carried a description of Nereida's mother and what little of the story Nereida knew to their community to see if anyone had any leads.

And when he returned he wasn't alone. A bull with blue eyes and black scales was with him. Nereida was so hopeful in that small moment. His mother had had brown eyes, Nereida's were blue, his mother was strawberry blond, he was raven haired.

The stranger sighed in that way you sigh when you know you're about to deliver awful news. He was Nereida's uncle. his brother, Nereida's father passed years ago. Before his mother even had.

Nereida didn't know why it hit him so hard. Why just knowing his father was dead and that he'd never meet him was any different from him existing somewhere out in the world where Nereida would never meet him.

His uncle, Erci, his uncle's name was Erci, was a stranger, still he tried to offer comfort. He tried to offer stories and descriptions Nereida was too numb to hear. Babbling in that same anxious way Nereida did when he didn't know what else to do.

Jish was the one who broke that spell. Reminding Nereida that the research institute had had cameras in these waters for years. There was a chance, a small one, but still a chance that his father might have been caught by one. That there might be a picture of him or a recording of him. That Nereida might have already heard his voice without ever realizing it.

It took some convincing, but Erci eventually agreed to go to the shores of the currently abandoned research station. Braving the storms that ravaged this hemisphere this time of year wasn't the concern, drawing near the source of all that threatened the peace of their home was.

Nereida was the only human walking on two legs left, able to continue his work researching these people through the season purely because Jish was helping him. He carded himself into the right office. the room silent, the building dark aside from the emergency lights and soft blinking of all the computers left to sleep, cycle, and back themselves up to make sure nothing was lost in the downtime.

He kept himself from crying while he waited for all the relevant files to be copied to his laptop by focussing on finding some story to tell as to why he'd so suddenly showed up with a strange mermaid in tow and an urgent need for these files specifically.

He decided they were trying to put actual names to a few more faces. It was close enough to the truth, even if he'd be lying about whatever names Erci gave. The less the institute knew the better.

He met the two mermaids under the dock. It was the dryest place where water met land and the safest to escape the storm with a laptop too.

they were able to narrow the list of possible ID numbers down through filtering the identification database until only a few remained.

E-7. He was seen and given a number before the institute began trying to classify the mermaids by size. E-7. First spotted twelve years ago, last sighting was eight. Nereida clicked through the pictures,

He wanted to see a family resemblance between them beyond the color of their eyes and keratin. His father was too monsterous for it.

There were notes on some of the pictures. Tiny anecdotes written by people who saw his father as an animal. They called him curious. Said he came near the ships often and stole things off the decks of the smaller ones. One claimed he liked bluegrass music because he seemed to linger longer when the crew played it. Another called him an asshole for darting off with an entire tool box. another joked that he was sexist because he would only come close when offered bribes from blonde women or anyone that could be mistaken for a blonde woman from a distance though he never took the fish they were offering.

Nereida wondered if he was looking for Doris.

They got to the end of the album, Nereida knew there were unclassified pictures he'd need to go through and a video section he wanted to watch alone so he wouldn't have to cry in front of Erci.

Nereida closed the laptop and hugged it to his chest after Erci confirmed the last picture was taken only a few months before he passed. Got attacked by one of the larger predators in the waters and subcame to infection a week later. A cruel and sudden death that left no room for a good story, nor an ending that would satisfy the son none of them knew he had.

Erci promised to tell him more when he was ready. Offered to take Nereida to some of the old haunts they'd played in as kids. Jish agreed for him letting him sit mute in his grief. He knew Erci was trying to connect, To bond with him and start being the family they both needed. But Erci had had his time to grieve, it was all so fresh for Nereida.

Erci said his goodbyes. Asked that if Nereida decided to join them fully, he allow Erci to be the second to welcome him home after Jish got his turn.

Nereida nodded and waved his own goodbye.

Erci disappeared into the dark waters. Jish curled up around Nereida as best he could to shield him from the tear hot summer rain blown under their cover.

Nereida opened the laptop once more and added a note at the very end of his documentation. It burned now to see him recorded as only a beast.

E-7. Curious, mischievous, loved. Known to his friends, family and community as Nereus. Unknown to him he is survived by a son who was apparently named for him.

He will never know that.

#parent death tw #parent death 2 electric boogaloo.#listen i fridged his mom so for feminism reasons its only fair i fridge his dad too/jk

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capybaraonabicycle · 1 year

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When you get this, you have to put 5 songs you actually listen to, publish. Then, send this ask to 10 of your favourite followers <3

Aw, thank you!! I feel honoured 🥰

I know that wasn't the task but I gave myself a theme to follow. See if you can guess it 😊 (just kidding, it is super obvious) I might not have listened to all of those songs in the last week but I have all of them downloaded onto my phone. Which is reserved for songs I listen to at least semi-regularly.

Friend - Bukahara

Hug all your friends - cavetown

Liebe Freunde - Dota

Gute Nacht, Freunde - Reinhard Mey

Friends 'til the end - Shipwrecked, Dylan Glatthorn

Also, I can't shut up, so you're getting explanations on why I love those songs under the cut :)

Friend - Bukahara

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This song is kinda what decided the theme because I just had to pick it. It is beautiful and it sounds so much like dw to me. Especially thoschei but actually all the Doctor's friendships. I keep listening to it and thinking 'this is them. it's so them'.

You said look up even when the nights are long

'cause you will never be alone my friend

You will always see my light shining on

'cause I, I will soon be home again

Oh and no one knows what really happened on that day

Well some people say the saw him up there flying away

You know, when 9 or 10 are convinced their friend is gone together with Gallifrey? Looking at the stars and missing them, remembering the days at the Academy? Tracing a scar on their knee they got as a child and that has stayed with them through the regenerations? This is the soundtrack for that.

(@marvellouspinecone so... about not writing/planning fics based on songs. Apparently, I do that after all. I'm a liar. Or maybe talking to you about it has jump-started it. Idk)

2. Hug all your friends - Cavetown

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I haven't listened to this one in a while but it is the song that really got me into cavetown, I think. It is just ADORABLE and whenever I miss my friends I put it on (might have been one of my most played songs 2020). There is also a wonderful music video for this on yt in which Robbie is shown hugging a bunch of friends. But tumblr won't let me put it here😑

And I don’t care about my sleeping routine I fucked it up as it is but we got so much time to kill As the night rocks me to sleep

Life's too short to worry about things that we got wrong So hug all your friends and let them know you're not letting go No I won't let go

3. Liebe Freunde (Dear Friends) - Dota

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This video seems to not exist either, so here is the spotify link in case that works better:

It's in German anyway, but I love it so so much because it reminds me of my German friends. You can translate it perfectly to our situation, just that usually I am the one staying over and being asked again and again to just stay a while longer, you can take the next train, then, when the last train is gone: you can take the bus and then you can take the first train in the morning.

I need my sleep and I do have enough of social interaction rather quickly but I just feel so loved whenever they plead that I stay a bit longer.

Das Rauschen des Festes ist leiser geworden,

in der Küche gibt es nur noch Schnaps und Chips.

Und ich find ́s schön, so schön, so schön,

dass es euch egal ist, dass die letzte Bahn grad fährt.

Ich find ́s schön, so schön, dass ihr da seid. Ich fühle mich geehrt.

(The sounds of the party have died down, there is only schnapps and crips left in the kitchen. And I find it beautiful/great/wonderful/lovely, so lovely, so lovely, that you don't care that the last train is leaving right now. I find it lovely, so lovely that you are here. I feel honoured.)

Also, the ending is my favourite for obvious reasons:

Schön, dass ihr da wart. Gute Nacht.

Ach, ihr fahrt Fahrrad.

Vielleicht solltet ihr schieben.

(Lovely that you were here. Good night. Ah, you're taking your bicycle. Maybe you should walk and push it along.)

🚲

4. Gute Nacht, Freunde (Good night, friends) - Reinhard Mey

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Reinhard Mey was the favourite artist of my great-grandmother (who I was lucky enough to know as a child). So this song is already dear to me because of that. It also has a similar feeling to the Dota song, about not wanting to leave a friend's place at night.

I especially love that he changed the lyrics 'everything that is left to tell you takes the time of one cigarette' to 'NO cigarette' in the video above. I assume it is because of the moderator. They're friends and the moderator is very anti-smoking. Idk I just find it touching and fitting that he presumably changed his song about friendship for his friend.

Für die Freiheit, die als steter Gast bei euch wohnt Habt Dank, dass ihr nie fragt, was es bringt, ob es lohnt Vielleicht liegt es daran, dass man von draußen meint Dass in euren Fenstern das Licht wärmer scheint

(Thank you for the freedom who lives at your place as a constant guest. Thank you for never asking what it is worth, if it is worth it at all. Maybe that is why one thinks, when standing outside, that in your windows the light is shining more warmly)

5. Friends 'til the end - Shipwrecked Comedy, Dylan Glatthorn

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Okay, this one is mostly hilarious. But it is my favourite Shipwrecked video and I have listened to the song often enough to know it by heart. Also, it's about telling your bestie she's too good for her man because he is

A) too boring

B) a bloody vampire

and I find that important.

- Dearest Mina, I know just how you feel When it comes to Jonathan I don't see the appeal Because my man is where it's at Last night he turned into a bat We danced in the moonlight He's colder than frostbite - Wait - did you just say he turned into a bat? - Yes, he gives a mean backrub He's pale as a bathtub -Bathtub... uh, so I guess we're just moving on from that?!

#Thank you so much for the ask!!#Sorry this took a while but as you can see I had a blast :)#I hope you like some of the songs <3

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jangse0hye0n · 2 years

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Rainy night cuddles

Word count: 611

Pairing: Lee know x gn!reader

Warnings: talk about concert incident (idk if this should be put as a warning or nah but imma put it lol)

Scenario: Your boyfriend Lee know comes home from skz concert and something happened at the concert earlier

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In your dimly lit shared apartment with Minho, you go to the kitchen to grab yourself a glass of water. You heard the door opening and the sound of his voice calling out to you. “Darling, i’m home” you turned around to see your boyfriend Minho walk closer towards you. “How was today’s concert?” you asked since today was their first concert for stray kids’s new tour. “Not the best” you could see his lips forming into a pout while he said that. “Aw, why so baby?” you asked your sulking boyfriend while cupping his face. “Can I talk about it later?” his hands find their way onto your waist, “I want to shower first” he continued. You let him freshen up a little, sensing him still a bit tense from whatever happened today.

Minho went to your shared bedroom and got ready to take a shower. While you continued to drink the rest of your water, and you tried to find out what happened at today’s concert. That’s when you found a fancam of Minho from today’s concert. His earpiece wasn’t working properly and so when he sang his part the timing was off. You could tell that the other members were trying to comfort him since he clearly was beating himself up mentally because of this incident. You put your glass in the sink and went to your bedroom. Minho was still in the shower, so you decided to light his favourite candle, and closed the curtains. Since it was raining outside the room had the perfect feel to it plus you played slow songs in the background too.

You sat on your bed, and not long after Minho came out of the bathroom wearing sweats and a black t. He went and immediately sat down next to you, getting in a comfortable position so you can lean/lay on top of him. He leaned against the headboard of the bed while your head was on his shoulder, legs tangled with his, his hand playing with your hair, and the other was on your waist. “So about what happened today…” Minho started to tell you everything even though you already saw what happened. After he finished telling you everything that happened, you felt 10x more guilty that you couldn’t be there for him because of work. “Baby i’m so sorry I couldn’t be there, if it wasn’t for work I would’ve come” you said lifting your head to look at him. Minho sensed the guilt in your voice, “baby it’s ok, I know there was nothing you could do about it. You don’t have to feel guilty” he said while moving strands of hair that were covering your face. Even though you still felt a bit guilty, Minho reassured you that it was all ok and you had nothing to feel sorry about. You told Minho that you saw some of the performances from today, and you told him how much of a good job he did despite the incident.

After a while you both just laid there in comfortable silence, Minho was enjoying the feeling of your warm body against his. Your fingers were drawing random patterns on his chest while the music in the background just filled the empty sound. Your head being rested on his shoulder/chest, you can smell the scent of his honey and milk soap. Minho, even though he was still a bit pissed off about what happened today, he is way more calm now that he’s here with you right now. And he knows that you’ll be by his side again tomorrow. You both drift off to sleep in each other’s arms.

#lee know #lee minho #stray kids #skz fanfic #skz scenarios #skz lee know #stray kids soft hours #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios #kpop #kpop fluff

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bonvoyagenoona · 1 year

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Hi been a while since I’ve been here but umm I need advice lol. So I’ve been talking to this guy for a while now, we would text and call pretty much everyday been vulnerable with each other something he encouraged me to do considering I’m not the type to talk abt her feelings I’m more of an avoidant. Anyways, he just randomly stopped talking to me 2 days ago and no he’s not busy or smthg bc I see him answering other peoples comments on another app meanwhile my text is sitting there. So I decided to unfriend him. I know very mature. But I still kind of wanted him to reach out to me bc I thought he at least cared about me enough to want an explanation, but he didn’t. And now I’m tempted to send him a text just to tell him how much of an asshole he is for pretending to care about my feelings just for him to turn around and do exactly what I told him would hurt me. But idk if that’s the right move. What do you think?

Also sorry about the lack of punctuation I’m writing this while crying so I couldn’t care less but I hope it’s understandable lol<3

Aw friend. I'm sorry that it's been a while since I've gotten to chat here, and chat with you! I'm still working my way back to our beautiful purple bubble here, and I really want to get to all my asks, but I wanted to take a bit of time to respond to this particular one to share that, hey! Hi! You're not alone! These things are always interesting and challenging. And thanks for sharing with me — it made me feel a little less alone as well!

First of all, I'm hoping you're taking some time to breathe, feel, and then, self-care. Drink some water. Eat well — whether that means something healthy or yummy or comforting. Sleep. Channel your emotions through creative outlets, like music or art, or writing, even journaling!

And, most of all, be kind to yourself.

We've all been there, we will all continue to find ourselves there in the future from time to time, and I am also still figuring out what my best communication styles with people are. I'm thinking of that clip of Jungkook and Kang Ho Dong talking about being flexible with people and for yourself, like in wrestling:

Source: JTBC Entertainment

There is no one right way to act in a situation. Even if you feel you are experiencing the same situation over and over again, as if it were a pattern, there's no escape hatch or solution. You will have these experiences, and you will take them as they come. You will learn from them and figure out what the best course of action is for you, at that time, with that person. You will continue to be the strong, beautiful person that you are.

So be kind to yourself. Focus on yourself. Really try to understand where your very valid feelings are coming from. And then you can decide.

Is it worth it to you to spend energy to say your piece to this person? Why do you want them to know how you feel? Does it bring you comfort or closure in some way?

Is it worth it to you to conserve energy and move on? What do you lose if you cut off contact? What do you gain? Where can you spend that energy instead?

Do you want to sit with it for a bit? Not react at all? Wait it out and see, especially if you're still feeling activated emotionally?

My close group of friends helped me through a recent situation like this, and for the person I was going through the situation with, I happened to decide that it was worth keeping the connection, while revisiting how much energy I was putting into the connection. I had to take accountability for my expectations out of the situation, too. And I am planning to say my piece when the time is right, trusting that I feel clear-headed about the outcome, no matter what it is.

But that doesn't mean that if I am faced with a similar situation that I will take the same course of action. Lol like I always say, it's always about context!

So, in words paid forward from those who showed me how to be wise and brave, I am offering this: take the focus off of this person, and focus on you. What do you want to say or not say, for you? What do you want to do or not do, for you? Release what you cannot control, and temper your expectations of others. Focus on what course of action will give you peace, regardless of how others react. And then you'll know the answer.

You'll always know the answer, because you are the expert on your life.

And be patient and kind to yourself if you need a bit of time to share it, or if those answers change with time.

The world is so excited to have your amazing energy in it, and there will be people along the way who are ready to receive it, and people who just aren't, and both are perfectly fine. How amazing it is, then, when you find people who are ready and open.

I think you've found one here! (It's me, I'm one, I celebrate this little gift of your energy in this ask!)

So again, thanks for sharing, take care, and sending you so many warm fuzzies and smiles. You've got this!

WE'VE got this!

#asks #your asks #anon #all the smiles and support in the world!!!!#💜

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skinni-girls-eat-books · 3 months

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Tuesday, January 16th, 2024!

10:06am I think it's official that 9 hours of sleep is extremely preferred for me to wake up actually feeling refreshed. Like I don't wake up with a headache or in a god awful mood and angry, so angry when I don't get enough sleep. Idk if it used to be 7.5 or 6 used to be fine. But now it's just not. I think it might be the fact that it's winter? You know what I mean, it just feels natural to sleep more.

10:37am ok so yeah there's only 10hrs of sun vs 14 hrs of dark like no shit I feel so tired of ofc I am always at work or doing something dumb while the sun is out!

6:58pm so I took a two hour nap today, but I still want to go to bed at the time I planned so I can get up earlier on a regular basis. Also...

Pros to adding him on sc: he can text me if/when he is coming over, which I have anxiety about him just randomly showing up.

Cons: if his gf sees it he might block me? Idk what he would do? Are all of those messages gone too? All the pics? Does any of it even matter?

Cons: Anxiety about him messaging me stupid shit in general. Damned if I do, damned if I don't.

Cons: I don't want to delete all of those messages but I might end up going back into them which would be Not Good for my brain, some of it was horrible I don't want to go back.

BIG CON *: Also, would be subjected to his sc stories which was the OG reason to take him off social media. Texting doesn't have all that extra bullshit.

CON: THE BIGGEST™ CON is generally that he will have something to say to me, stupid or not and then just decide not to put in the effort to say it. AKA he could call me on his house phone and literally say anything BUT he is too pussy to do that, too.

* Do you really really want a guy who can't fucking pay his own phone bill? Bitch no get a grip. What a pussy ass bitch. Literally no balls. Have some self respect sister damn. What a POS. You are NOT second choice sister, pick your crown up Queen 👑💅 Stupid ass fucking loser. Come get your shit already so you can leave me alone 😒🤡

9:05pm I can feel the ADHD coursing through my veins the closer I get to this presentation and just performing amazingly under pressure 😅 just get through this simulation tomorrow then there will be nothing in the way anymore and I'll be so charged up I wouldn't be surprised if I did the whole thing by tomorrow night. LFG love ya girly ❤️

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punkscowardschampions · 9 months

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Jali pt.3

Johnny: [sit her back down on this bed before she falls down, kissing the top of her head this time, in a lot more chaste of a manner than the cheek one but still messier and more extra than the standard way most peeps would do that, getting her hair in his mouth to gently play with and then spit deliberately out]

Ali: [‘why didn’t you have a girlfriend?’ as you’re flopping yourself down on this bed as if that was simply the hottest thing you’ve ever seen and you can’t understand why he wasn’t taken, god bless]

Johnny: [‘we don’t have girlfriends, we have wives’ as he’s drinking his water like that’s casual and you weren’t once again implying you wanna marry her]

Ali: [just stroking his back as you lay here, shaking your head like you’re in awe of this boy ‘you’ll be very good at it’]

Johnny: [a shrug like idk idk but even as he’s downplaying what a good husband he’ll be he’s sharing his water with her, literally lifting her head up and feeding her some of this like you do with an ill person so she can stay lying down]

Ali: [just do this and try not to drown because you’re too busy having feelings as you stare at him with SO much love, wiping your lips on the back of your hand ‘weird to think of you all grown up’ in a wistful kind of way]

Johnny: [looking at her like she’s messing about saying that because ‘I’m already grown’ which he genuinely believes cos tbf he has a job and lives on his own and so much other shit that like bitches in their 20s aren’t doing so it’s valid for you to say and think it sir]

Ali: [‘you know what I mean’ ‘cos we mean married and children grown here, nudging him and rubbing his muscles on his arms like I know, I know boy]

Johnny: [‘yeah’ in a more quiet and thoughtful way because he do and now he’s thinking about it in a not being her sense, the traditional sense, putting his water down and looking at her because would rather stay here in the now please @ his own brain]

Ali: [you don’t have to calm him down by making him mad, girl, so shh on this topic now, it isn’t like you enjoy thinking about it either currently ‘you’ve got me’ like whatever the hell you wanna call me, doesn’t matter, sitting yourself up to kiss along his ear casually]

Johnny: [‘I’ve got to leave you again’ because true but not making a move to actually get up yet despite saying that like he meant it, something else you don’t wanna think about really nevermind have to do because lord knows how many hours of work you have left]

Ali: [‘I’ll think of something else for you to look forward to’ as a promise, whether you mean that saucily or like you’ll actually cook him something and bring it here for dinner, you’ve not thought that far ahead yet, here being vaguely helpful by putting his hair back up for him because it definitely got fucked up there, obviously you’re doing all the kisses along his neck whilst you do it]

Johnny: [the way he just unexpectedly launches himself at her to hug her once she’s done all that for him because do have to attempt to leave and we’re overcome by emotion about it, holding her so tightly here for several beats before letting go and then doing a legit married couple style cheek kiss for the first time ever, it’s still a bit more of one than the cliche peck but it’s so so much less indecent, he’s getting there]

Ali: [have to hit him with an ‘I love you’ because the ‘Goodbye’ you said before that sounds so dramatic and final and you hate it so you just have to let yourself say what you actually want to say, soz not soz, wrap yourself up in whatever blanket is here so he can leave and it isn’t as difficult as it could be, despite having no plans of going to sleep of course]

Johnny: [hold this key for a sec while you debate saying a million and one things but decide you mustn’t or you’ll never go, drop that key and let it hit her like an ILY or goodbye of your own and then actually walk out when she’s wrapping herself up]

Ali: [let him go and probably have your sulking in bed moment for real here and now because never enough time to process any of this, like, message him an hour or so later, so soon but not like the second he’s walked out]

Ali: I didn’t hurt you, did I?

Johnny: [I’m sure you’re doing your trick of not even reading it til nearer clocking off time cos you gotta concentrate and that’s the only way you will, we all know it]

Johnny: No, don’t worry yourself

Ali: Are you nearly done?

Ali: I’ll be back in a bit, had to do some things though so I’m not there

Johnny: I’ll be off [doing whatever it is that he needs to do to make the kitchen functional as he said he would whether that’s buy a bottle of gas idk about these things] 1st, you’ve time to get here before me

Ali: In that case, I’ll have to go shopping 🛒

Johnny: Do your maths, smart girl and keep in your head how much it all is to give you back

Ali: I got it

Ali: I still just about have a paper round, had an awful bug whilst we’ve been away, obvs

Johnny: Not how this works, you’re just about a girl, you needn’t pay for nothing

Ali: just about, yeah

Ali: You’re funny

Johnny: I’m serious about taking care of you, you know

Ali: I know, you’re the most serious, it’s just so different than anything I’m used to

Johnny: You’ll find yourself used to it when it keeps on happening

Ali: You got loads more done after that, yeah? 🥰

Johnny: I’ve done enough

Ali: No jobs tonight?

Johnny: Only my share of what needs finishing in our place, like

Johnny: what’ve you got for me?

Ali: Don’t you want the surprise of waiting to see

Johnny: I don’t know about surprises

Ali: You love surprises!

Johnny: You love surprising me

Ali: Exactly, I’m one big surprise to you

Ali: I like making you happy, that’s all

Johnny: Sounds as if I’ve no knowing of you putting it like that

Ali: You do now

Ali: but you’d not have if I didn’t force my company on you like

Johnny: I might’ve

Ali: Would you? 🤔

Johnny: Maybe

Ali: So mysterious, boy

Ali: I don’t think you would, that’s why I picked you and it was all my idea

Johnny: You would say that

Ali: 😏

Ali: It’s the truth, I fancied you

Johnny: Sure, and I did you

Ali: I don’t know if I believe that

Ali: wish you did

Johnny: You’d not be with me if I never, dope

Ali: I’m fishing for compliments and you give dope 😂

Johnny: You’ve already been told why I like you

Ali: Do you think I’m weird looking?

Johnny: What? Who’s said to you that you are?

Ali: No one today, ignore me

Johnny: No, what day was it and who was it said this shite?

Ali: Just my enemies

Ali: but I can’t feel insecure now you’re being all protective

Johnny: You’ve none now, ‘cause yours are mine and they won’t be after having me as 1

Ali: I don’t care if anyone else likes me if you do, all I need is your approval, I swear, fuck

Johnny: You’re not to care

Ali: Do you like protecting me

Ali: or does it feel like more stress?

Johnny: You’ve things you do for me, this is 1 of mine I do for you

Ali: Good

Ali: because I really don’t want you to stop but I would if it made me just another problem

Johnny: It’s no trouble

Ali: I’m going to treat you so good tonight

Johnny: Where are you?

Ali: On my way to Tescos

Johnny: Then you’ll be on your way to ours?

Ali: Fast as I can

Ali: and you’re going to be waiting for me this time

Johnny: Can be a race

Ali: I have 🥚🥚s, it’s not fair

Johnny: To throw at your enemies, is it?

Ali: Ugh, I’m going in the wrong way now

Ali: they live over the road, next time

Johnny: That girl you wanted to murder?

Ali: That’s the one

Ali: don’t look her up

Johnny: I’ll go see her

Ali: She’ll be after stealing you

Johnny: She’ll be too scared of me

Ali: True

Ali: I can see it but I can’t be

Johnny: You know you’re safe

Ali: The safest

Ali: haven’t felt it in a while

Johnny: You’ll be used to it soon too

Ali: I don’t know if I want to be, I like this feeling, you’re so special to me

Johnny: It’ll only be more special the longer it lasts

Johnny: [and tell her about how long some of your fam have been together because your grandparents really could have been a couple for a minute, mine met at 15 and were together til they died in their 80s so]

Ali: That’s incredible, I don’t even have grandparents to know anything about

Ali: you’ll be like that too, I know it

Johnny: [pop off telling her more about yours because she’s never gonna get to hang with any of your fam so all you can do is talk about them]

Ali: You’re really lucky

Johnny: It don’t mean they’re happy, no telling really

Ali: People of that generation’d never say, like, right

Ali: said like it’s better now, loads of people are faking it

Johnny: But we’re not, why I like you, you’re to remember that

Ali: I won’t make you tell me all loads

Ali: only needy in the good ways

Johnny: Must be lucky how you said there

Ali: No, me

Ali: That can be a fight, that

Ali: won’t crack any 🥚🥚s and I’ll win

Johnny: Big talk for a little girl

Ali: Yeah, ‘cause I can when you protect us from everything 🥰🥰🥰

Johnny: You’ll take that too far

Ali: Nothing’s too much for you 💪

Johnny: Laying it on with a trowel but you’re not wrong

Ali: Do you want me to be mean to you again?

Ali: I can’t help how I feel right now, thinking about you

Johnny: You want to

Ali: What would have you reckoning that?

Johnny: It’s how you feel, thinking about me

Ali: Mean?

Ali: I’m gonna make you [something off the list you both liked] like an 😇

Johnny: Will you?

Ali: Be mean to you or cook for you?

Ali: what do you think I was in Tescos for, dope

Johnny: Who are you calling names again?

Johnny: I don’t know that you can cook without burning the place down

Ali: That’d be arson, kicking the 😈 up a bit too far, don’t you think, babe

Johnny: I reckon if we can’t have it nobody else should

Ali: We could move it, if we found somewhere we wanted to be

Johnny: Are you wanting to stay put?

Ali: I don’t know that yet, the roadtrip was too fun for me to think yeah but

Ali: what if we found a perfect place, that matched our place, we can be how we are in there everywhere

Johnny: We’ve time to decide

Ali: We can do it all, we’ve got time, if we want it

Johnny: I want it

Ali: I do too, more than anything

Ali: Don’t change your mind

Johnny: I can’t, Ali

Ali: I can’t feel bad enough about it to stop myself, I need you

Johnny: I need you more

Ali: I’m yours forever, all yours

Ali: as well as nearly there, on a less serious note

Johnny: It’s proper serious, I’m waiting

Ali: Patiently?

Johnny: Patient as I’ve got it in me to be

Ali: That’s a hard no then, good

Ali: Hang on 😼😻🥴

Johnny: Hurry yourself up or I’ll fetch you from Tescos

Ali: Quiet yourself and quit distracting me, boy

Johnny: [Send her a very distracting picture like you owed her that for killing you at work before when you simply had to come home at lunch about it]

Ali: Fuck me

Johnny: When you come home to me

Ali: [get yourself here and hide your bike up and just about get these groceries on the counter undoubtedly]

Johnny: [looking at this lil food shop so sassily for a sec like careful with your eggs gal, but then we all know he’s doing his LINGERING looking up and down of her how he do cos she’s been out in the world looking however she looks rn and he wants to see]

Ali: [as you had to either go into school to show you still exist or at least go home and pretend you had been to school, you’re probably in your uniform, even if you’ve brought things to change into so soz not soz how blatantly flirty that seems of us, have to be LOOKING at you too, comparing how you looked in that photo to how you do in front of us right now]

Johnny: [we love to see it because idk if he ever actually has yet with how rarely this girl is in school in this era lol, even if he has though, LOOKING like it’s the first time ofc and patting the space next to him wherever he is currently having made himself comfy to wait for her]

Ali: [the only reason you would have is when you were stalking her in the bad times blatantly because was the first few months of school then but you haven’t seen it in person clearly, so come skipping over ‘cos too happy right now, smiling at him with full heart eyes, scanning his face to make sure you didn’t bruise him with your earlier antics because a possibility]

Johnny: [ah yes those bad times, you would have only seen it from afar then sir so enjoy your close up, especially because I know you will have bruised her somewhere whether from your insane kissing antics or lovebites or when you fully hit her, so that + this school uniform is immediately sending him and the way he’s looking at her rn is obscene]

Ali: [cannot handle anything about the way you’re looking at us, the blushing is so real as well as the !! noise you make which is probably meant to be like oi, you stop that but it is simply just a noise]

Johnny: [just dragging her even closer to him and kissing her everywhere there’s blush or bruise so indecently, no notes]

Ali: [when cuddling into his of course turns into you sneaking your hands under his clothes to feel what you did earlier on his chest because how else can we express the way we’re DYING than remind you of that ‘how has it only been [however many hours since lunch]?’ casually feeling like forever with how much you’ve missed him]

Johnny: [his own hand going under this school skirt to feel his initials and hand print, shamelessly loving how easy this outfit makes it for him to do ‘and [however many since he did this]?’ because not at all over it or anything they ever do]

Ali: [have to use this as an excuse to be in his lap instead of next to him, shifting with the GASP you do about the reminder and the contact ‘too long’ looking up at him ‘but you’re here now’ kissing him on the lips very restrained given how !! you are you’re practically vibrating from the holding back]

Johnny: [doing his own v restrained booty slap as they kiss because she said it had been too long but we’re matching her vibe instead of being feral ASAP, plus when that’s not loud af you can hear the noise he does because of her basically vibrating cos obvs loves it, his other hand going under her shirt to touch the name on her chest because he hasn’t yet, doing that so slowly but with more intensity because his fingers are pressing in slightly, not yet enough to be !! or make her bleed all over this white shirt though]

Ali: [however restrained, we still have to moan about it because the anticipation is working overtime, pressing back into his hand harder about it, then immediately having to press your chest up into that hand so you’re just moving against him at that point, doing a little lol like whoops, kissing him even smaller, really just doing little kisses but against his lips only]

Johnny: [we can all pretend he’s moving against her in response to her moving against him but the truth is that it’s in response to those little kisses and the softness and the giveaway is that he calls her the most special of his secret lingo words for baby about it, not quite as a moan but so !!]

Ali: [doing the softest but most insistent bite of his bottom lip because the not-so-secret kills you every time, very slowly bending down to take off your pants without moving from his lap or taking any of your other clothes off, doing a hiss about the contact when you fully sit yourself back down after this ‘daddy’ as you’re wrapping your arms around his neck and playing with his hair]

Johnny: [doing the moan he didn’t quite do a second ago about all of this, quietly but it’s even more !! and intimate feeling for that like there’s somebody else here and he only wants her to hear it, at the very least you don’t want the rest of the site to be hearing y’all yet, playing with her hair too not even realising you’re in sync just wanting to and wanting her as close again so pressing his forehead to hers too whilst his hands stay buried there]

Ali: [the combination of a BIG BREATH and a happy sigh because you’re just that content but also can’t pretend we’re not unreasonably turned on by you at all times including and especially now, here having a snuggle but it’s also indecent because you can’t help but be moving against him at all times ‘your eyes are so dark’ whilst you’re in this forehead press and just STARING into them ofc]

Johnny: [STARING back into hers as if to say how light and blue hers are in comparison but without saying it because he simply has to press his cheek against hers where she’d have a bruise if she has one from him hitting her whether she does or not and then kiss her on the mouth with the same energy as his indecent cheek kisses because the eye contact is overwhelming when he feels this overwhelmed by her which is always but especially rn and I don’t trust what this boy might say lol]

Ali: [I imagine you do, ‘cos why not, not saying you’ve got a full black eye situation but you know, enough that y’all can see and know where and why she does, unthinkingly tightening your grip in his hair as these kisses go harder and more out of control because your grip on that was loose at best ‘you said’ into this kiss because we know you’re referring to the last thing he messaged you that had you zooming here]

Johnny: [a look around at their surroundings + the shopping and then back at her ‘you are home’ because gotta call it their home again just to say that because into it obvs, kissing her again harder, holding both sides of her face and pressing his fingers into the bruise like he did into her name before, not really hard but hard enough as he’s giving her what she wants, whether he was fully naked waiting here or like her he has underwear that’s the only thing he’s taking off, maybe we’ll say that’s the case cos we love a parallel, but anyway, then they are going at it]

Ali: [doing your furious nod ‘ with you’ because gotta say anywhere with you will be, of course, the strained noise as you grit your teeth, not making it clear if it's from the bruise press or him entering you, is clearly both, got to be giving him all the lovebites wherever we can because feel like we’re going to crumble our teeth with how hard we’re grinding them together right now]

Johnny: [say it back because it’s just another way to say she’s yours to you, literally said you’re with me right at the start of jali so, but we all know how it sounds because of the lovebites she’s giving wherever they are, unthinkingly pressing his fingers into his name on her chest hard enough to actually make her bleed all over this white shirt this time and then of course MOANING when he realises that’s happened because thinking about if she had to wear that to school even though she realistically will not because imagine peeps would be like ummm, could not be moving more or harder about it, grabbing his initials with his other hand to see if they’ll bleed too]

Ali: [when you have to stop your own feral attack to LOOK at him because you’re having the same thoughts and feelings about this and you are OBSESSED with it, here giving him ALL the help you can in this endeavour, as if the noises you’re making and way you frantically picked up the pace aren’t both dead giveaways, going for his chest in the same way, just so you can have his blood on this ruined shirt too because so important to us]

Johnny: [I don’t even need to say he’s as obsessed, letting the blood from the initials run down all over her and him because that’s a mood but licking it off her chest so that there’s blatantly gonna be his spit ending up on this shirt too because that’s also a mood and the point, getting so much blood on his mouth with this endeavour which is then getting all over her face and neck because he’s kissing her everywhere, simply must, the blood that’s on his hand from holding her booty before leaving fingerprints all over her from where he’s grabbing her waist as they move]

Ali: [making the most mess, me like so glad you didn’t get your nice bedsheets and shit yet honey because the way you’d be doing all the stain removal immediately lol, no fucks given regardless because we couldn’t be happier and more out of our mind with all that we’re doing here ‘the smell-’ as something vaguely coherent amongst the sheer nonsense and noise because that much blood that the metallic smell is in the air and you can’t handle how into you are]

Johnny: [oh I’d be so cross if they were trashing this bed and she had, jali could not give a single fuck though, the way this would be reminding you of halloween with the fake blood so doing some kind of throwback move to one of your hookups then that I can’t remember but he would because it wasn’t long ago to y’all, but also it’s totally different because the blood is real and he’s likewise losing it so much harder for that, nuzzling into her with his nose as well as his mouth to emphasise this because can’t be coherent but need to let her know we agree despite how obvious it is]

Ali: [the fact halloween seems so long ago and yet will only have been a week after your bonfire night party is WILD and wilder still is y’alls feral arses, nuzzling is so the right word because you’re not remotely thinking about the way you’re touching him and sensing him in every way you can, you’re just doing it like an animal, without regard to how insane it could look, saying his name like it’s the only word you know because the only clear thought you are having is all him and only him]

Johnny: [that is truly madness given how extra y’all have been since you got back together then, I’m loling, and yeah, really living your best feral lives here because he could not give less of a fuck either, god bless, nobody needs to hear you pair while they are just trying to have dinner or whatever so please don’t be screaming the place down at least boy]

Ali: [my boo says have some decorum, at least you’re being unhinged mostly in what you’re doing right now, like it’s private somehow in ways some of your other hookups have not been, just for y’alls eyes the absolute scenes you have created here on this day, are saying ‘I can never go back’ though, in reference to the state of you, like your parents, your school, anyone and everyone is gonna be like HELLO]

Johnny: [it’s kind of adorable actually that you’re wanting to keep it so private, like it’s not that entirely the wrong word for these feral scenes, but you know ‘you’ve no need’ in relation to anywhere, keeping her forever, really adding unnecessary emphasis with the way he’s then trying to make her swallow the key so she has no way out, just adding to this carnage, but we all know he’s so serious and would run away with her right this second ‘you’re where you belong’ because here and with him and to him]

Ali: [try not to actually swallow it girl, whilst you’re giving it that you will because duh, gotta prove we’re as serious here even if it’s attempting something dangerous to our health, you can cough it up dramatically though, really add to the insane vibes here on this day, make him comfort you because yes, nowhere else to be ‘you promise?’ sounding hoarse af from all this]

Johnny: [me like don’t end up in a&e please, Rocky is already getting hurt on bonfire night which isn’t far away, pressing their chests together like a promise as he rubs her back and makes all the comforting noises ever and holds her to him and is obvs also kissing her throat better, first on the outside and then inside with the unhinged but soft kisses he’s trying to do]

Ali: [good thing you will be unable to talk with these deep af kisses because you would be being so ridiculously extra about your feelings right now and that’s obvious from the whining you are still just able getting from your mouth into his, squeezing around him so tightly like you will never let go]

Johnny: [mhmm it’ll be a good thing that you have to stfu for a minute as well hun because I don’t trust you ever but especially when feelings are this high, instead just be here trying to merge together with how close you are trying to be in every single way]

Ali: [enjoy your hookup and how you’ve never felt closer in so many senses lads, you don’t need to be able to say shit for y’all to know and us to know that it’s never been so intense and your feelings have never been realer]

Johnny: [I honestly love it for you because there’s no telling how long it will last with this boy and his intense moods so, truly while it does make the most of it, and when you’re done he can finally be nosy about what she brought from big tesco]

Ali: [following him to get him out like he’s a child trying to find the treats you’ve clearly also bought as well as ingredients like don’t spoil your dinner, tutting and shaking your head like honestly but we’re grinning like a massive nerd]

Johnny: [finding wherever his abandoned clothes pile is when she’s shooed him and getting out some money from his trouser pocket to give her for what he’s estimated this food costs based on the quick look he had because he meant that about her never paying for anything tis the gypsy boy way]

Ali: [we’re taking it because it is cultural truly and we’re not going to insist on paying just for the sake of it here, giving him a kiss on the cheek how he likes to as you put this money in your purse/bag/whatever ‘should only take [however long, you clearly picked something easy because don’t actually wanna slave over this and not be with this boy]’]

Johnny: [we all know she wasn’t wrong when she said before about how he never stops and relaxes so finding some little diy job in this caravan that’ll take him as long as the food will take her to make, so domestic of you lads, I stan]

Ali: [smiling at him sneakily ‘cos he’s just like you for real, when are you ever stopping a day in your life ‘you’re not going to watch me to make sure I know what I’m doing here?’]

Johnny: [I like to think he’s picked a diy job to do that still keeps her in his line of sight because that sort of bear so looking up from what he’s doing, and WATCHING her so intensely that she’s gonna blush again]

Ali: [flicking a tea towel type thing even if it’s actually a rag more likely in his direction like stop it you but also purposefully giving him a show to watch in a way you don’t need to to be cooking this meal]

Johnny: [laughing as if he’s doing it for oh you what are you like vibes but really it’s simply a hot lol for the show she’s giving ‘you’ll be decent at it’ echoing when she said he’d be a good husband earlier when they were having that discussion, could be casual and bants re this show but it absolutely isn’t, just saying she’ll be a good wife]

Ali: [do your blushing at this hot lol and what comes after it because still all you want is to be able to be with this boy like that and it be fine ‘you’ve taught me loads about it’ shrugging it off but as per we’re anything but casual really]

Johnny: [shrugging off what she just said and looking down to carry on his DIY task but he’s anything but casual himself about it really and that’s blatant by his hand through his hair move and how much he’s acting like he’s gotta concentrate on this when he does not]

Ali: [get back to focusing on your own task here, acting like you’re not sneakily watching him again but with a far more intense energy now, as if you can work out what he’s thinking from this alone ‘you mean it?’ Quietly whilst your back is turned to be stirring a pot or whatever as so to give casual but really you just can’t look at him and ask]

Johnny: [come up and hug her from behind while she’s stirring or whatever cos yeah he do mean it so hard he’s gotta express it like this instead of just saying yeah or something]

Ali: [doing a happy sigh as you’re leaning back into him, pulling his head to yours so you can rub your cheek against his before giving it a kiss ‘it had to be you’ because you know there are families and boys where this would be easier but even if you could change that you wouldn��t and that’s very clear in your tone and how you’re running your hands over his arms that are around you]

Johnny: [not even aware he’s doing his own happy sigh to echo hers, but very aware he’s turning her cheek kiss into a real af mouth one after she’s said that because it’s everything, just making out with so much feeling until a pot boils over or something and y’all have to stop so she can deal with that like lol oops]

Ali: [‘that was your fault’ like FYI but we are amused and cleaning up the mess with our tea towel moment so neither of you gets scalded here hopefully lol ‘I’m otherwise entirely in control and know what I’m doing’ bigging ourselves up but you would know how to cook, none of you can afford not to]

Johnny: [holding his hands up like he did at halloween as he walks backwards to wherever his DIY task is so he can keep looking at her with an unrepentant smirk until he’s focusing on said task again and letting her finish hers]

Ali: [checking him out as entirely unrepentantly because you can and that makeout was everything and you’re not over it just because this pot decided to be the drama, but get this dinner cooked and plated on whatever plates you either picked up from a vintage shop or brought from your own collection to here, gonna dip in and say he was fixing the table moment because that could be an easy task and is also then just perfect timing for him to finish so y’all can eat this food]

Johnny: [love the way you think boo, that’s adorable and I second it, meanwhile I’m gonna say he gets one of the candles that didn’t entirely melt down to nothing on halloween night and puts it in the middle of the table for that throwback to the peak romance of their candlelit encounter and the vibe of it being an almost dead but not quite candle just there chilling and lasting the length of this meal as more perfect timing]

Ali: [you love to see it, just casually having such an immaculate night here, like, can’t even believe it levels ‘don’t you think that life should always be like this?’ because we certainly do, it’s so simple but it’s everything]

Johnny: [the vibes are always immaculate, well done lads ‘in an ideal world, it would be’ because he’d happily live like this forever but he always knows deep down that he cannot and they are on borrowed time unless they really do fully commit to running away, with a shrug as if it’s casual and not heartbreaking because just trying to eat this meal and enjoy this evening and not be sad]

Ali: [‘that’s the one I intend to live in’ with the same, we’re just having a chat, tone here; nothing is deep and neither of us is going to get hurt]

Johnny: [‘there’s only the one way for us to choose where we live’ again just HARDCORE being like okay let’s run away, as if that’s so nbd]

Ali: [‘You’re close to your family’ because we know if you did it, it wouldn’t last, saying this so lowkey sadly that you literally have to shake it off more than shrug here and carry on eating]

Johnny: [‘you’re close to your siblings’ because not only has he literally taken her to visit Joe he has also watched her from afar many a time so he’d have seen her with Tommy and Ro both I am sure, and he’s just picked up things from being obsessed with her truly, we can’t lie, saying this a touch defensively because he can’t bear it to be purely his fault if they don’t go]

Ali: [‘yeah’ doing the thing where you have more to say but what you do, you don’t want to, so it’s the one-word answer instead because yes, that isn’t a lie, shaking your head in a we can drop this way]

Johnny: [just eat your food in now awkward silence because you wanna drop this too clearly but it’s still there hanging between y’all regardless so]

Ali: [‘I’d go’ after a while because can we leave anything alone really, no, we cannot, said like you know I would ‘it’s years away anyway’ actually casual and trying to lighten the mood because you aren’t going to be separated now at any rate]

Johnny: [LOOKING up at her from this plate or wherever he’d fixed his gaze to check she’s telling the truth which ofc she is, a nod that is more meaningful than it sounds like yeah I do know you would and so would I ‘we’ll go’ like a correction because he means it in this moment even if it is years away and he can and will go back on it a million times between now and then, looking towards the equivalent location in this caravan to where he told he stashes the money he saves in his as further emphasis]

Ali: [smiling at him, quickly, then down at your plate because the smile feels massive and like you can’t fully hit him with all that right now, doing your own nod back as you look down like okay, nudging his knee with yours for your own !! emphasis]

Johnny: [no fucks given with how quickly he’s leaning over this makeshift table and holding her face, only the bruised side deliberately because as !! and simply must bring her head back up immediately ‘family’s important, how I’ve told you, but so are you’ because he has told her that and he’s told her before she’s important too, so no lies detected]

Ali: [unintentionally doing the biggest 🥺 because trying not to have a full emotional outburst moment at his face but you do have all the feelings, now more than ever ‘you know how I feel about you’ holding the opposite side of his face]

Johnny: [no notes, he’s just LOOKING at her like say it as if he’s never heard her say ILY before because that’s how not over it this boy is and how much he especially wants to hear it in this moment]

Ali: [when this table is only just fixed so you’re looking down at it with the full knowledge how easily y’all could break it, as well as the candle between y’all that’s still burning but is also potentially seconds away from being knocked over and the wax going everywhere, licking your fingers to put it out as you move around this table to sit with him ‘I love you, I’ll do what I have to to be with you’]

Johnny: [thank god she did blow that candle out because the way he’s LAUNCHING himself at her when she’s barely had chance to finish her sentence is beyond dangerous if she hadn’t, literally knocking her into and almost onto the table here with the force of it because gotta make out with her like she’s the next course of this meal y’all may or may not have finished, tearing at her clothes which would defs be thrown on top of a lit flame if she hadn’t thought ahead, that school shirt is 1000% ending up in whatever they were just eating, oh the feral but immaculate vibes]

Ali: [thank god you have quick reflexes so you two can end up on the floor if needs be if the alternative is through the table right now, not that it’d stop you and we all know and love that, the way this shirt is never going to be fully clean again, we live, soz fam, no thoughts to y’all available when we’ve gotta be exorcising all the awkward energy from this room by being feral with how we’re making out and trying to physically and permanently attach ourself to this boy lowkey]

Johnny: [mhmm it has to be done and me and this boy are avoiding the ILY curse via the most indecent makeout sesh and inevitably ensuing hookup, soz not soz, just frantically going at this like it’ll get rid of his insanely intense feelings instead of heightening them, it’s fine, we cope how we cope]

Ali: [‘do you want me to say it more? Tell you what I would do for you, how much?’ because you have the opposite of an ILY curse when it’s this blatant how much he likes it now]

Johnny: [whatever enthusiastic response he was going to give instead being the most enthusiastic noise is the only acceptable answer there so have that gal, along with it going without saying he’s also continuing to do the most in every single other way as encouragement she doesn’t need to be running her mouth about this]

Ali: [you have to make your own noises about this before you can remotely say shit though because how aggressively hard y’all are going at this would make it hard to speak, however much you have to say, like ‘you deserve me making you as happy as you make me, all the time’]

Johnny: [me so sadly here like RIP to those vintage plates because in no world does this boy not have her fully on this table until or unless it collapses, is nothing sacred sir, the answer is no obvs, all he cares about is being a feral heathen, I’m sure it’ll break and literally everything will fall to the floor and they still won’t stop because he couldn’t love her more rn and this is the only way to deal with and express that]

Ali: [it’s your place, trash it if you gotta, lads, we understand, obviously this is sending us because the intensity, how could it not ‘the more bruised the better, is it?’ ‘cos lord knows the damage and we know it is, hence the ridiculously insane heart eyes too]

Johnny: [‘you’ve school in the morning’ taking a phrase that is usually used as a reason for a no to be SUCH a yes is a move I wholeheartedly respect sir, because the shirt got them so hard earlier and is only now more trashed and duh he loves the idea of her being there all bruised and blatantly belonging to him, me like I hope if you do go into school nobody in charge notices though cos that’s an awks convo lol]

Ali: [‘no one is going to fuck with me when they see what you do to your baby’ as you’re moving his hands to every significant mark you have on you by this point like remember, as if either of you has forgotten anything]

Johnny: [PRESSING into every single one so hard how she showed him as if they’d have any chance remotely to fade at all between now and school starting in the AM, just gotta do it, leaving more lovebites along the way anywhere he feels like also needs one/there’s a glaring neglected space, going IN on some, doing quick nips for others just depending how he feels cos gotta keep this girl on her toes always]

Ali: [GASPING ‘I’ll press on them every time I miss you, I promise’ like they are going nowhere because that’s going to be constant, the way we can’t guess what you’re going to do next having us beyond overwhelmed ‘all I do is miss you ‘til we’re back together’]

Johnny: [cutting his palm open and then hers with this key in the deliberate cliche we’re doing a blood pact manner so there’s 0 confusion, the effort that would take because it’s not that sharp just adding to it for you both, pressing them together and linking their fingers in the most dramatic handhold ever of all time, ofc he’s holding the other one and fully pinning her to this table with it, no fucks given to everything that’s on there or the fact it’ll likely collapse]

Ali: [licking a drop of blood that escapes down his arm hungrily because did not get enough of this earlier and couldn’t be clearer how anything and everything means just that, the sound we’re making as we dramatically big swallow, SQUEEZING your hands together to a painful degree ‘tell me what you want me to promise’ like do it because we will rn immediately]

Johnny: [his eyes could NOT be darker or more unblinking than they are during that big swallow, so about it and the painful element she has added to this already intense af handhold, the sound of their bloody hands squeezing together is somehow even more extra than the sound of their bodies and we love that ‘you know what I’m after from you, all of it’ like that’s a fact because it feels like it is, she just be knowing things and he’s been that shamelessly blatant]

Ali: [‘I’d let you do all the things you’re thinking about when you look at me like that’ so seriously because his eyes get us and we can’t think of a boundary which should be scary but it just isn’t ‘you already have all of it, just ask for what you think is missing and I’ll give it to you’]

Johnny: [‘nothing’s missing’ as seriously because how he feels here and now, in this moment he has everything he could possibly want and can’t think of more to ask for, idk why I’m emosh about that, excuse me, okay wait no, I feel like this should be the moment y’all actually fully fall through this table, which has clearly been threatening to break for a minute but y’all probs thought wouldn’t since it’s still hanging in there unlike when the plates went crashing to their deaths, RIP, and still don’t care or let it stop you because how cinematic truly]

Ali: [you’re going to have to kiss him with the slowness and softness nothing else about this exchange contains because likewise emotional and it is the only appropriate response, never mind the casual extreme restraint that would require when you two are literally smashing things up here]

Johnny: [I love the softness while y’all are surrounded by absolute carnage so continue having a really soft and loving makeout while you’ve literally fallen through a table to the floor, excellent vibes, especially considering you haven’t stopped fucking and couldn’t be harder rn]

Ali: [so cinematic, well done lads, the way we’re repeating ILY is also so quiet but desperate too because what else could possibly be done when you’re here dying this hard]

Johnny: [throw out your secret lingo wife word for the second time because you’ve done baby again earlier, she doesn’t know what this one means yet but we do and also it’s kind of blatant from the context clues you always give sir, being panted out essentially because dying in all the ways here, emotionally and physically]

Ali: [we’re not going to be shook when we know what the actual word means because we completely understand the energy here and always, hence it’s definitely going to make you cum right now after all that tension and the release, at least you’re both that blatant because no hiding what tipped you over the edge there]

Johnny: [mhmm it’ll only be confirming what she already knows and what she hopes is true, you’re welcome for that gal cos imagine if he was saying really mean shit, thankfully not though, and her cumming and why can also finish this boy off too which is nice, I can’t decide if I think you shouldn’t pull out for the peak romance or if he should to add to the carnage, take that to a vote lol]

Ali: [lol that would be really awkward for you to address so thank god we don’t need to, hmm, really can make a case for both because on the one hand you’re basically in your we’re running away and getting married headspace so duh, impregnate her too casually but on the other hand it’s always a good show of this is how you wanna do it and your rules and that you’re in control to not so, flip a coin lowkey, I can see either rn]

Johnny: [exactly that ^^ because I 1000% believe y’all will run away when she does get preggo only to have to come back when she loses it because he thinks he’s being punished by god, but also yeah, it’s also a mood and a moment for him to aim it at the plate she previously ate off of, however many pieces said plate might be in atm, let’s go for option 2 the absolute feral hog heathen choice, why not]

Ali: [mhmm, oh what a time that will be, lordy my, meanwhile in the here and now my only concern is you not cutting your tongue on the pieces of this plate ‘cos of course you gotta do it, just so you can hot lol as you only now fully take in the extent of the carnage y’all have created like damn, okay]

Johnny: [Winnie will be beside himself, but in the here and now watch this gal do what we knew she would which is why he did it there specifically instead of somewhere else amongst this carnage like on her poor fucked up school shirt RIP to that too, and then pick her up and lift her out of this carnage like you’ve only now considered she could get hurt and put her on y’all’s new bed, take your own sec once you have to look at the carnage properly and grin at her]

Ali: [just here happy rolling in this bed like a Maggie baby tbh, because can’t deal with the way he looks right now, still we must do grabby hands gesturing like get in this bed also because can’t stand any distance either ever]

Johnny: [do get in it boy and pull her to you, resting her head on his chest where her name is obvs, just having a snuggle pause]

Ali: [just be here kissing the palm of his hand like yours isn’t also cut and he wasn’t the one that did it, being the cuddliest ever]

Johnny: [kiss hers too cos you did do it and you’ve gotta kiss it better while you’re lying here cuddling and trying to recover]

Ali: [‘I can’t decide if that means you really liked it or really hated it’ gesturing with a lil head nod towards the carnage you’ve left behind, as if that was all just a reaction to dinner, giving him a lil head butt in the chest like oh you]

Johnny: [doing his own hot lol because imagine if it was just a reaction to dinner, ruffling her hair like oh you but really he’s just grabbing it and running his fingers through it almost immediately after that because distracted by how much he stans her hair always]

Ali: [leaning into it because feels good, doing contented hums and closing your eyes, scratching your own nails up and down his thighs and stomach just because you love him and he’s right there ‘what would you do if I cut all my hair off?’ as one of those silly what-ifs you throw out when you’re just chilling, living laughing loving]

Johnny: [‘I’d not let you’ like that’s a fact and therefore this what if can not happen, because he can’t help being intense even when he’s chilling and the most relaxed he can possibly be]

Ali: [tickling his sides because you think he’s adorable no matter how intense, always, kissing his ears in the same, trying to be annoying but is just being cute, vibe ‘I never would’ because we also like our hair so don’t you worry]

Johnny: [wriggling as if it’s because of the tickling but really he’s simply getting more of his body wrapped around hers for the snuggle of it all and the intense closeness always, pushing her hair behind her ears as she’s kissing his and kissing her on the forehead for the peak little girl and good girl energy of what she said because he approves]

Ali: [when you can’t shiver to full potential because of how tightly he’s holding you but this means he’s going to feel it and absorb what couldn’t fully be expressed there, playing with a strand of his hair that you had to move out of your way to kiss his ear ‘how long has yours been long?’]

Johnny: [‘from when I had my own say’ because when he was little his mum would have decided on what she thought his hair should be like which is usually always short for lil boys unless you’re a type of bitch and doing something, I’m sure you and your brother and cousins basically had identical haircuts whatever those looked like and you can tell Alison that info like lol imagine that please, you can compare it to any younger brothers and cousins she’d have seen running around like it was exactly that vibe basically]

Ali: [just imagining him as young as those little kids and smiling to yourself because it’s a cute mental image, you can tell him about the severe bob era of your own childhood, like thanks for that one mother lol]

Johnny: [just be exchanging childhood stories in a similar vein that I won’t commit us to, just falling in love and getting to know each other on a deeper level nbd]

Ali: [it’s totally fine, not at all getting in deeper and deeper here, soz not soz everyone else]

Johnny: [but at some point, probably mid one of these anecdotes you’re telling her, yawn your word you were on because it’s not a copout to say he’d be tired after everything but it is a way I can wind down this convo]

Ali: [good thinking honey, catch us tucking you in, taking off any clothes you may or may not have on if needed, snuggling into you even harder about it like come on you, bedtime]

Johnny: [catch this boy holding onto the key as he falls asleep so she can’t sneak out, as if she ever would lol, I hope it’s with the hand that you didn’t cut open but knowing you sir it’s probably the one you did, keeping things intense even now, holding her so tightly with the other one even though she’s wrapped round him still]

Ali: [once again where are your parents honey, acting like you’re grown and don’t have a home you gotta get back to at some point, as well as school]

Johnny: [it would be laughable if it wasn’t so unfunny, she’s not even hit her teens yet, oh mcvickers what are you doing truly, Tess I know you’ve lost it because you lost a child but like, come on now are you trying to lose all your others, soz not soz this boy is gonna have the best sleep of his life though]

Ali: [likewise, could not be happier about all we’re being allowed to get away with right now, trying not to be creepy but are so watching this boy fall asleep until we also do]

Johnny: [once a creepy girl always a creepy girl, good work though gang, we did it]

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