#if my future boyfriend doesn’t try and seduce me with it

[icyharrington]

Cat and Mouse- Billy Hargrove X Reader

whats up yall, i am finally back for the first time in like a million ass years with some content!!!! if it wasnt obvious already yes, i am going to be writing for stranger things now. y’all can thank @wroteclassicaly for getting me into it lmaoo. but yea since i havent written something in a while i’m gonna be doing something a little shorter and more to the point lmaooo. so yea anyone who knows me from my icylangdon days knows that i <3 fuckboys that are mean. so naturally i kinda fell in love with billy when i first saw him okay. i KNOW he’s a bad person and shit but like he’s not real and he’s also sexy so. plzzz don’t be offended by this, if you don’t like billy simply scroll past!! but if you AREEEE a slut for billy, well then you just might wanna stick around for this one 😛 also dont judge me if this sucks i havent written in a million years ok. PS i am planning to write for eddie and steve in the future too so stay tuned for that if ur more into those characters!! ok i’ll shut up now teehee

description: billy hargrove decides to seduce you at a party; you decide to let him.

contains: mean/fuckboy billy, fingering, cunnilingus, dirty talk, face slapping, brief choking, degradation/humiliation kink

wc: 3.3k

He smells like musk and whiskey and cigarettes, like a grown ass man, and from this proximity it’s dizzying. He’s sitting beside you, thigh-to-thigh, right arm outstretched across the back of the couch just behind your shoulders. You will yourself not to turn your cheek, knowing that if you catch sight of his stormy, heavy-lidded eyes, you won’t be able to resist him any longer.

Billy speaks slowly, allowing the velvet sound of his words to simmer in your ears, rosy lips nearly brushing against them.

“You look so sad,” he’s saying, and the hair on the back of your neck stands up. “Why’re you so sad, hm?”

You keep your gaze fixed on your palms, feeling a prickling warmth flood your face. You can feel the danger emanating from his pores, hanging around him like a dark, bulbous cloud, but somehow that only tempts you more. “What makes you think I’m sad?”  

“You’ve been sitting here by yourself all night,” he mutters, his large hand finding your bare thigh, testing the waters. He doesn’t grope you, just trails his calloused fingertips down against your skin with a feather-light touch, and you don’t stop him. “Did your boyfriend dump you or something? Broke your heart?”

He’s mocking you, but it doesn’t register; all you can focus on is his skin against yours, his fingers tracing invisible patterns back and forth until you can no longer think straight. “I just don’t really like parties.”

He lets out a snicker. “Yet here you are.”  

“I know, it’s stupid.” You occupy yourself with taking a couple sips of your drink, which is lukewarm by now, but the accompanying buzz helps to dull your nerves slightly. “I honestly don’t know why I came.”

“Wanted to try playing cool girl this year, huh?” It’s like a power line has been cut when he draws his hand back from your leg, the absence of contact almost palpable. Finally you allow yourself to meet his eyes, stomach dipping at the smirk he has plastered across his picturesque features.

“No, it’s not that at all,” you say sternly, a little embarrassed he would assume that. You don’t want him to think you’re a try-hard, even though you know it’s stupid to care about his opinion of you. He’s just some douchey guy trying to get in your pants, after all. “I guess I just wanted to try something different.”

“Oh?” he says with a tilt of his head, tongue darting out to wet his lower lip. He doesn’t take his attention away from you for even a second, now spreading his hands out across his denim-clad knees. You can’t help but follow them with your eyes, wishing hopelessly that he’d put them back on you. “So you’re adventurous, then?”

“I mean, in some ways, maybe…” Your vision darts away from his face once more, not noticing how suggestive the phrase sounds until it’s too late. Clearing your throat, you attempt to regain composure. “But I don’t want to go crazy or anything.”

“I think I know how to drive you crazy in a way you’ll really like,” Billy chuckles, beginning to stand up from his spot on the sofa. Your heart skips a beat, almost like you’re panicking at the mere idea of him moving away from you. It’s jarring, and so unlike you—what the fuck kind of spell does he have you under?

You watch him move into an upright stance, his muscular frame casting a looming shadow over your head as he extends a hand before you. “I can show you. If you’re not scared, that is.”

You squirm in your seat, eyes zeroing in on the greenish blue veins that run  from his knuckles to his forearms like rivers on a map. You have to remind yourself that you aren’t special, that he probably does this same routine with a different girl every weekend, but the thought doesn’t stop your body from making the decision for you.

His hand is significantly bigger than yours, and rougher in texture; he gives you a leisurely once-over as he pulls you to your feet, yanking you forth with little grace until your chest is nearly flush with his. He leans forward, sending a pleasant waft of whatever product he’s sporting in his overgrown hair directly to your senses. “C’mon.”

It’s difficult to ignore the other kids at the party who are witnessing the situation unfold, entertaining themselves with other peoples’ business in true Hawkins fashion. You’re sure some uppity bitch will call you a slut for letting Billy seduce you come Monday, but for some unfathomable reason, you really can’t bring yourself to care.

Billy walks in front of you, leading you into a dim wood-paneled hallway. It’s not his house (you’re not entirely sure whose house it is, to be honest), but he moves like it is, his steps lingering but purposeful.

His jeans are worn-out and ripped in some spots, and they’re form fitting enough that you can easily see the prominent curve of his backside. He peers back over at you as he uses one toned shoulder to nudge open a door at the end of the hall, catching you ogle him, which he appears to take rude delight in.

“I see you’re assessing the merchandise,” he snickers with a shake of his head, guiding you into the shadowed bedroom. This remark causes your cheeks to flush deep red, which becomes apparent to Billy when he switches on the light. His smile grows, eyes glinting deviously. “Aw, don’t be shy, sweetheart. I see you looking at school all the time.”

Your chest tightens at this reveal, which honestly, you hadn’t been anticipating. Is it really that obvious, or is Billy Hargrove a fucking mind reader or something? Do you really stare at his ass that much?!

You sputter out something nonsensical before you’re simultaneously rescued and pushed further into insanity- he takes your chin with a firm grip and directs it upwards, pressing his lips against yours. The kiss becomes rough in a matter of seconds, his teeth sinking into your lower lip, backing you up until you’re in front of the bed. You pull at the white beer-stained fabric of his shirt and whine against his mouth, having to stand on the tips of your toes just to reach him properly.

He’s laughing when he pulls away, shoving you back onto the pale blue comforter. You narrow your eyes irritably, offended that he apparently found your kissing techniques to be amusing. “What’s so fucking funny?”

Billy’s expression sterns at this, taking hold of your jaw so you’re unable to break contact with him. “I’d suggest watching your tone with me, sweetheart.”

He lets go, leaving you panting like a dog, but you manage to contain yourself before he notices. You lean back on your palms, crossing your leg to show off the underside of your thigh as you survey him with doe eyes. “Then explain why you were just laughing at me!”

“S’nothing, really,” he says, the corner of his lips twitching upwards as he tries to stifle a smirk. He knocks you onto your back with a quick prod to your shoulders, bowing down so he’s looking at you from above. He pets your thigh where the seam is currently hiked up, “I just love it when bitches get all worked up for me.”

You scoff, but your brain seems to have short-circuited, leaving you without any ideas for a witty comeback. His statement should have offended you, but instead it ignites a warm, tingling sensation in the pit of your stomach and somewhere else familiar to you.

Clearing your throat, you choke out a puny, “I wasn’t worked up.”

As if on cue, the tips of his fingers make abrupt contact between your legs, where arousal has apparently begun to seep through the fabric of your underwear. Your face flushes when you hear him gasp lowly, his fingers stroking you up and down to assess the damage for himself; your hands fly to your face to hide yourself in shame, but Billy doesn’t make any effort to hide his smugness. “I mean, I dunno, (y/n). I think your panties beg to differ.”

You close your thighs around his hand instinctively, which he obviously doesn’t like, because he grabs both of your knees and forces them apart again.

“You’re gonna fucking lie to me, huh?”

He’s awaiting a response, his nostrils flaring menacingly as his head cocks to one side. You’re intimidated but insanely turned on, even more so when you see his jaw clench at your immediate silence.

“I didn’t mean to lie, Billy,” you say slowly, keeping close watch on how his expression changes (it doesn’t, not really, and somehow that’s more unnerving than any other way he could’ve reacted). “I guess I just didn’t like how cocky you were being.”

“Oh, you didn’t like it.” His tone drips with sarcasm, threading his fingers through your (texture) hair to jerk your head up sharply. “Then why the fuck is your pussy so wet?”

Oh, fuck. You struggle a little under his tight grasp, but not enough to actually make a difference. He stares you down coldly as his hand returns to your underwear, reaching inside this time to actually touch you without a barrier of cotton in the way.

He starts to rub your pussy in unceremonious patterns, and your breath catches in your throat when his palm presses hard against your clit.

“Hear that?” He pushes one finger inside of you and pumps it in and out lazily, producing a crude, wet noise. “That’s the sound of a bitch that’s worked up.”

He laughs, letting your head drop back down against the bed. You’re humiliated, but some part of you wants to see how far this will go, how far he’ll take you from reality. Billy is bigger than you, and stronger than you by far, but even still as he manhandles and overpowers you, you strangely don’t feel unsafe. In fact, you feel almost euphoric.

“Nothing to say? Huh?” He adds a second finger and quickens the pace of his thrusts, sitting down beside you. “Nothing at all?”

You’re too busy moaning to make any sense of what he says, eyes going vacant and glassy as they fix on the ceiling above. You’ve never been fingered like this before- it’s evident he knows what the fuck he’s doing, despite the lack of grace within his demeanor. He places his lips to your neck for a brief moment, teeth scraping the sensitive skin there until you let out a yelp, his free hand snaking up underneath your t-shirt and bra.

“It’s okay to admit that you’re a slut, you know. You really aren’t fooling anyone, anyway,” he continues cruelly, licking his lips as he palms and squeezes at your breasts. When he notices that your eyes are on the ceiling and not his face, he smacks your cheek. “Look at me.”

He stretches his fingers inside you, groaning inwardly at the feeling of you wrapped snugly around him, and you do what he says.

“Say it.” He moves his arm faster, curling his fingers with expertise to thrust against your tight inner walls.

You only get wetter viewing his stern features, the way his brows furrow in a mixture of focus and indignation. You poise a brow, though you’re really only half-lucid. “Say what?”

He takes his hand off your breast and slaps you once again, a little harder this time. It stings, and you huff in frustration, not knowing what you did wrong. “Say that you’re a slut.”

“Wha- no! I’m not!” Why you’re trying so hard to preserve a sense of pride that ceased to exist the second you agreed to accompany Billy to the bedroom, you aren’t completely sure. You don’t have the chance to figure it out either, because in the next moment his fingers are fitted around your neck.

His lips turn up at the corners, but he doesn’t really look like he’s smiling. “We spoke for the first time not even a half hour ago, and now you’re letting me finger fuck you in a stranger’s bedroom. You know what type of girl does that?”

You blink, fairly confident what his answer will be. “A slut?”

“That’s right,” he practically spits, releasing you from his hold on your throat. It hadn’t been enough to restrict your breathing at all, but if he’d applied just a little more pressure, you would’ve been totally at his mercy. It should be a frightening idea, but secretly, it arouses you. “A fucking easy, dirty, dime a dozen slut. So say it.”

“I-I’m a slut,” you say half-heartedly, which is a struggle, considering that he hasn’t slowed his pace at all between your thighs.

“Yeah? And what else?” He keeps his momentum going, at the last minute deciding to add a third finger with a satisfied grin. You cry out, hips wiggling as you attempt to adjust to the intense feeling, which hurts in a way you never want to end.

“I- I’m easy? And filthy, Billy.” His breathing seems to grow slightly more ragged when you say his name, but he doesn’t let himself falter; still, the lapse fills you with a triumphant sensation, and you’re encouraged to continue. “I’m so lucky I came across a man like you, Billy. Somebody who can teach me a lesson for being such a dumb little slut.”

You stretch the word man, assuming it’s a title he’ll appreciate.

He takes in a breath, eyelashes fluttering so subtly you almost miss it. You know you got him, even if he’s not letting it show. “You’re goddamn right about that.”

He adjusts himself so he can run his tongue over your swollen clit, pumping his fingers in and out of you as he does. Your fingernails grasp at the covers underneath your writhing body, back arching as your chest rises and collapses, a long and pitiful moan escaping the back of your throat. He continues until your head is spinning and you don’t know who or where you are, latching his lips around your clit to apply needed suction there. In your moment of incoherence, you still are able to steal a look at the man who has made you come undone with the smallest of efforts; he’s eyeing you from underneath a veil of dark lashes, and though his mouth is hidden between your parted legs, you can see traces of a smirk reflecting in his dilated pupils.

“O-oh fuck. Billy…” you reach out and grab a fistful of his styled waves, your hips pushing against his face shamelessly. He grunts at this action, using his spare hand to swat yours away.

“Don’t fuck up my hair,” he snaps, your arousal glistening on his chin. “And you better not cum without asking me first, bitch.”

You can hear the hot blood pumping through the veins in your neck when he says this; you grind yourself against him, not caring how desperate it makes you seem. “I-I’m gonna, Billy.”

He stops, screwing his face up like he’s deep in thought. “Here’s the thing, (y/n). I don’t see the point in making a bitch cum if she doesn’t do something for me in return. And you haven’t exactly done anything for me, have you? Besides whine like a little cunt.”

You gape back at him, but truthfully, you're not actually that shocked he would pull something like this. Why would a guy like Billy Hargrove give in so easily anyway? Especially when it’s apparent that he takes great pleasure in seeing you squirm.

“I can! I can do whatever you want, Billy.” You bat your eyes at him sweetly, sinking your teeth into your bottom lip in a display that you hope is seductive. “I’m a slut, remember?”

“You think I don’t know that you’d suck my cock?” He sits upright again, and you’re forced to hold in a full-on tantrum. All you want is to cum on his tongue, call out his name until your voice is hoarse and raspy. Why did he have to be such a fucking asshole!? “Every slut I’ve ever met loves to suck me off. They fucking beg me for it. But I don’t think every slut deserves that, y’know?”

“You’re saying I don’t deserve to suck your dick?” you ask in sheer disbelief. He can’t be serious right now, can he? It doesn’t seem like he’s joking, and all he gives you is a prolonged shrug of his shoulders.

“I dunno, (y/n). Do you?”

You figure what he wants you to say- he wants you to degrade yourself, submit all your self-worth over to him for the night. You start to shake your head, and he nods once, ushering you onward.

“N-no, Billy, I don’t. But I really, really want to, Billy. I would do anything to make you cum. I’d be honored to.”

He apparently approves of your choice in words, returning to the former harsh rhythm of his thrusting. He follows this up by nudging your thighs open further and dipping his head to align with your most sensitive area, rolling his tongue effortlessly against your clit.

You’re on the brink of an orgasm within a minute, gasping and bucking your hips in total desperation. “Billy- Billy, I’m…”

You cum, and right then, whatever you were going to say disintegrates into  a thousand pieces right in front of your rolled-back eyes. It’s loud, and embarrassing, probably, but you’re not in the frame of mind to think about anything other than the tsunami of an orgasm that’s encompassing every inch of your trembling body. Only when you’re limp and temporarily braindead does he remove his fingers from you, getting off of the bed and stretching his muscles like he just got back from working out.

“You definitely aren’t sucking me off tonight,” he says flatly, bringing his slick fingers up to wave tauntingly in your face. “Except for this.”

You wordlessly take them into your mouth and taste yourself, not resisting when he purposely pushes them back far enough to gag you. “Maybe some other time, if you’re good, I’ll let you. But right now, you’re still just a cheap whore in my book.”

He retracts his fingers from your mouth, dragging the mixture of saliva and cum down your chin before giving your face a chaste pat. “See you around school, (y/n).”

Then he leaves, shutting the door with one last devilish look behind him. You’re still on your back, barely having recovered from the orgasm Billy inflicted upon you mere moments before, but your mind spins wildly in the wake of his absence. You want him bad- to taste him, to be fucked by him. You don’t care if he treats you badly, or if he even cares for you at all; it’s illogical, but undeniable, the way your body reacts so naturally when he’s nearby.

If you were of sound mind, you’d probably be worrying about whether or not he was telling his friends about you, or wondering if anybody had heard your unabashed cries of ecstasy while Billy was doing his number on you. But you aren’t of sound mind; that much is clear as day.

You roll onto your side, limbs aching. You don’t have it in you to leave the bedroom yet, so you remain in this position for several minutes, merely existing.

For the first time in your high school career, you can’t wait for Monday to come. You have to see him, make him want you; it’s a game of cat-and-mouse that he’s strategically unleashed upon you, but you’re more than willing to play.

All you have to do now is plan your next move.

#billy hargrove #billy hargrove x reader #stranger things #stranger things x reader #dacre montgomery #stranger things imagines #billy hargrove imagine #billy hargrove smut #stranger things imagine #billy hargrove fanfic #stranger things smut #mine

[beatriceeverytuesday]

For the ask game: 8. Buffy/Anya Neighbors AU - 👀👀👀!! YES?!?!!! 28. if you're lonely, come be lonely with me - I love this title, very curious who/what it could be about 😄

also can I just say I am impressed at the amount of things you've started and ideas you have, looking forward to checking out more of your fics when I can!

Send me an ask with a title that intrigues you from my list of wip's and I'll tell you something about it or post a snippet from it.

Buffy/Anya Neighbors AU:

“What do you think?” Buffy asks, despite already knowing the answer. “Is it salvageable?” Anya steps closer and looks at the charred mess cooling on the baking sheet on the stovetop. “Maybe I could cut off the burnt pieces and he’d never even know?” Buffy suggests, digging in the drawers for a knife.

“If you’re trying to seduce him with your womanly prowess, you’re definitely going to fail,” Anya says bluntly.

No one is trying to seduce anyone else, but apparently that concept isn’t getting through to Anya anytime soon, so Buffy opts to ignore her. “I’m doomed,” Buffy agrees. She sinks to the ground with her back to the kitchen cabinets, not caring that she’s being pathetic in front of Anya. Anya just witnessed Buffy nearly set her kitchen on fire. After that, sitting on the floor hardly counts as humiliating. “I just wanted…” Buffy doesn’t know where she was going with that, exactly, so she doesn't finish her thought. Buffy wanted not only a boyfriend, but to not be so alone anymore. To find someone to spend her evenings with, and have that turn into nights and mornings as well. To have someone to listen to her hopes and dreams, her fears and insecurities. She wants someone to spend her life with, and she doesn’t understand why finding him is proving to be so hard.

“Well, you’ll just have to seduce him with your looks instead,” Anya says, leaning her hip against the kitchen counter. “Which will be easy since you’re very attractive,” she adds simply, like she’s making a casual observation of a fact, making a sad Buffy on the floor feel a lot better about herself.

if you're lonely, come be lonely with me actually already has two chapters up on AO3! The last four on my list of wip's are things I've already posted at least the first chapter of. I kinda included them in case any of my readers wanted a peek at a future chapter and probably should have specified - sorry! Feel free to send in another ask if this fic doesn't interest you, or if you just want to know more!

Summary: On her first day at Sunnydale High, Buffy befriends a student she witnesses being bullied by the most popular girl in school. Cordelia Chase used to be popular as well, until Harmony Kendall threw her out of the group. Cordelia isn’t sharing why she was evicted, but that’s understandable. Buffy has stuff she isn’t sharing either, like her secret identity as a slayer, or the fact that she can’t seem to stop staring at Cordelia’s lips.

And, even though you haven't read the other chapters, no reason you can't get a little snippet of something not-yet-posted! Here you go:

There’s a shuffling sound that Buffy realizes is Cordelia getting on the ground in front of her. There are light touches on Buffy’s shins, her hands, her knees, everywhere Cordelia can reach with Buffy all curled up and crouched like this, almost as if she’s checking Buffy for injuries. Cordelia cups Buffy’s face in her hands next, tilting her chin upwards, probably so she can get a good look. Buffy scrunches her eyes shut tighter. Thumbs sweep gently across Buffy’s cheeks. “You’re crying,” Cordelia announces, more statement than question.

“Yeah,” Buffy rasps, because she can’t come up with anything else to say. She doesn’t know how to explain that while she is still scared, that emotion is taking a backseat to the ones Cordelia is bringing to the forefront, drawing them out of Buffy with the gentleness of her hands on Buffy’s cheeks. She doesn’t know how to explain that now she’s crying more out of relief than anything else. Buffy leans into Cordelia's touch the same way sunflowers lean toward the warmth of the sun, toward what keeps them happy and healthy, toward what gives them the strength to keep going another day.

Thank you for your compliments about my list of wip's! Honestly I think it's representative not only of all my ideas but also of my inability to focus long enough to finish a single fic and my nervousness about posting certain ideas I have haha. I hope you enjoyed!

#buffy x anya #coffy #buffy summers #anya jenkins #cordelia chase #btvs #thank you for the ask!! #ask game

[sarah-dipitous]

Hellsite Nostalgia Tour 2023 Day 332

Proverbs 17:3/Fugitive of the Judoon

“Proverbs 17:3”

Plot Description: when several campers meet a grisly fate in Colorado, Sam and Dean discover a werewolf presence—and have an unexpected run-in with an old foe

Would I Survive the First Five Minutes??: if the everything about camping didn’t turn me off already, this show has me completely sworn off of it

Omg girl, do not leave that tent wtf

Awwww Sam’s been trying to get in touch with Cas again

Love when they get small opportunities to just be shitty siblings

I hate all these nightmares Sam is having about being Lucifer’s vessel and killing Dean

Aww Dean’s denial of his own aging….is actually super sad considering he’s gonna die fr this season

Dean’s so comforting and genuine rn with this girl who survived the attack. What’s goin on with him? He’s not usually that immediately open with those impacted by monster attacks unless they’re in immediate danger

(You know who I miss? The twin witches.)

Speaking of shitty siblings. These werewolf brothers are terrible (Josh more than Andy but neither are particularly GOOD)

I know this show does obvious parallels within an inch of its life but the scene of Dean talking to the girl about if things would be better or easier if everything was planned out for you was so 🙄

I’ve complained about it before so many times, but the “cut away from the person holding the gun only to find they didn’t shoot who you thought they shot” is way too overdone. It’s no longer a surprise when the Winchesters don’t get shot

Oh no. Andyyyyy you didn’t have to kill yourself, too

Hello??? I knew something was sus about Ashley but I thought it was a more Alex situation

Of all foes to bring back, Lilith? I guess I was just underwhelmed with her last time, so hopefully she gets something good this time around…but I’m not THAT hopeful

Dean’s little apologetic nod at her that she’s not going to seduce him

So, Chuck sent her there to get his gun back?

TWO nightmares in one episode? I guess at least in this one it’s Demon Dean. Mark of Cain Dean

I KNEW that conversation was bad…but it was Chuck’s writing bad

He wanted the gun destroyed? For what??

The weird commentary of Dean asking if they just keep running in Chuck’s maze forever or until they get boring and he ends them IN THE LAST SEASON which is ten seasons AFTER it was initially supposed to end

The “how are we supposed to fight God, Sam?” I was really waiting for Sam to say “together,” but thankfully he didn’t

(How has JPad’s voice only altered slightly in those 15 years and Jensen’s…Jensen doesn’t even sound like the same person)

“Fugitive of the Judoon”

Plot Description: the Doctor and friends race toward 21st century Gloucester—to stand in the way of trigger-happy space police the Judoon. But who or what are the Judoon investigating?

Oh…oh wait, I’d this the Doctor? The future Doctor??

Why does this barista have a dossier on this woman’s boyfriend??

I know the Doctor’s always kept their companions at an arm’s length when it comes to Gallifrey but 13 takes it to a new level. But part of that is my constant complaint about how she doesn’t really bond with them at all individually

I have a few theories for who the Judoon are looking for: boyfriend (unlikely but I’ve seen weirder twists), the woman I’m convinced is the future Doctor, and the Master (because 13 is looking for him)

A platoon of Judoon near the moon…sometimes the dumbest jokes are the funniest

I know he’s an old white man but does Graham really think the police don’t kill??? Please…

I’m still convinced it’s her even though she scans human

This barista needs to back off. You don’t get to write “you can do better” on a cake ordered and paid for by the boyfriend of the woman you’re infatuated with

Oh, he’s not gonna be a problem anymore. Not that it’s right, but he picked a fight with the Judoon and they killed him for it

Aw, Ryan 😣 he tried. Here’s a star, kiddo ⭐️

Making up Earth rules on the spot to enforce against the Judoon

Ok but where IS Graham?? Omg, Captain Jack??? (Though I’ve kind of soured on him since John Barrowman’s comments on not being in the 60th specials, like he was OWED it)

Is the boyfriend like Martha in the family of blood episodes?? He’s gotta keep her safe while her memories are sealed away?

I don’t like that Jack assumed Graham was the Doctor, however I’d like it even less if he’d greeted 13 with that kiss. Also don’t like him saying “this I gotta see!” Upon hearing the Doctor is a woman now

Has he always been this sleazy?? Have I been making excuses for him this whole time??

Who is SHE?? Ok. Is she the Master from the future?? The way she called boyfriend “faithful companion”

The instinct future Doctor has in close combat is kinda hot

Boyfriend wasn’t boyfriend, he was husband (before the other woman killed him)

“Beware the long (?) Cybermen”?? Or was it lone? Oh we’re trying for an overarching plot

Of all the lighthouses one could live and grow up in, this one’s probably the best and most cozy

THERE IT ISSSS!! She’s got her memories back

Oooooo!! I like her TARDIS interior

Ooo!! And these glasses are fantastic

Why must the girls fight?? And being so petty about it.

So, the future Doctor (or au Doctor maybe??) had a job and the woman who killed her companion was her boss, and this is just messy

Why are we doing a best of tour here too?? I just realized

#hellsite nostalgia tour 2023

[akaraboonline]

How to Escape the "Friend Zone"

Most guys have been in this situation at some point in their lives... and it most emphatically stinks. How to Escape the "Friend Zone"How to Escape the "Friend Zone" Even if she sees you as "just a friend," there are ways to change your image and make her sexually attracted to you. If you follow my advice correctly, she'll want to hook up with you (and she'll think it was her idea).

Mistake #1:  You’re Just WAY Too Nice to Her

You set aside time in your day to make her happy. You are the stereotypical "nice guy." You're going out of your way to please her. As appealing as this appears to be, it does not elicit sexual attraction. This does not entice her to have sex with you. You're essentially putting this girl on a hypothetical pedestal by trying so hard to please her, and while she may enjoy this sort of dynamic, she can't see you as an equal from up there. You could argue that women always say they want a "kind-hearted" man, which is correct, but it's not that simple.

Mistake #2:  Your Level of Neediness is Off the Charts

You pester her far too frequently. You are constantly drawn to her. You're always itching to text her, Facebook her, e-mail her, etc. This is just not what an attractive guy does. It may even make her think you're "creepy" at times. It may sound harsh, but this is exactly what you need.

Mistake #3: You Show Signs of Jealousy and Possessiveness

Is she socializing with other people? Perhaps another guy? If you're friend zoned, it's probably because you're showing signs of jealousy. This is a huge turnoff for her and cements her decision to keep you in the dreaded friend zone. I'm not saying you have to control your emotions, but you can't tell her how you feel. Don't message her asking who she wants to hang out with. In fact, it's best to do whatever you can to appear unconcerned.

Mistake #4: You Respect Her TOO Much

You say "yes" to her far too frequently. You can do whatever she wants. You place far too much trust in her decisions. In fact, chances are you delegated all decisions to her. Men who are attractive do not allow women to do this for them.

Attractive Traits That Make Women Want You Romantically

Tip #1: Start Hanging Out With Other People, Especially Women Yes, you're "best friends," and you don't want to lose that, but that doesn't mean you can't start socializing with other people. You'll be sending her a subtle (yet effective) message that says, "I like you, but you don't mean everything to me." Not only that, but women in general are drawn to men who have a large number of friends. It's true, so take advantage of this psychological trick. Tip #2: Begin Making Her Ridiculously Jealous Make her jealous, similar to tactic #1. When she asks you to hang out with her again, tell her you can't because you're with that cute girl from work. Don't make it sound strange; just tell her about your plans casually and tell her you'll see her in the near future. Then sit back and watch as this makes her envious. Make her jealous, similar to tactic #1. When she asks you to hang out with her again, tell her you can't because you're with that cute girl from work. Tip #3: Tell Her About All the Other Girls Who Are Chasing You Okay, don't go too far with the BS here, but let it be known that a couple of girls may be fighting over you. This is referred to as "pre-selection." It means that if a girl knows there are a lot of girls after her, she will naturally become more attracted to you. This isn't nonsense I'm feeding you; it's real science. Tip #4: Start Flirting with Her Make contact with her. Make fun of her. Push her shoulder amusingly. Hold her hand in a playful manner. "Accidentally" collide with her. Don't be afraid to get a little intimate with her. This is how you seduce a girl, and it works every time. Remember that the primary distinction between being friends with a girl and hitting on her is one of attraction. If she becomes sexually attracted to you, she will want you to be her boyfriend. That's all there is to it. But first, you must dispel that image of yourself. Tip #5: Tell Her a Sex Story Tell her about having sex with a beautiful girl in the past. Tell her everything (but make sure you have a reason to tell her everything, or she'll be creeped out). You want her to see you as a'sexual being,' and that she is missing out on this side of you.

Escaping The Friend Zone Is A Mind Game

You now know how to get out of friend-zone hell, thanks to the tips I've provided above... So now it's up to you to put these ideas into action. You can't continue to bend over backwards for a girl, compliment her every chance you get, and display traits that cause women to mentally categorize you as "friend material". It's time to channel your inner Alpha Male, use the power of simple psychology, and force her to see you as a potential romantic partner rather than a platonic friend.   Read the full article

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When Different Paths Cross

About the Characters Intro; Ch44

"So, Shadow's having that house, while you live here," said Hunnie, "Clever, but who is going to be living with you." "I'm looking at them," I said, "Plus there are some things that need to be moved from there to here." "Like your recipe books, paintings, and those things," said Nini, "I love the way you make things." "Why, thank you, Nini," I said, "Yeol, you'll be bunking with me." "Don't let Chanyeol hear you say this," said Myeon. Yeol smirked, "Let the best man win." "Yeah, that's not gonna happen, not on my watch," I told him.

I got most of my stuff moved over to my old home, Belle notices this and doesn't say a word because it feels right when I still live in the house that started this journey. I've noticed that Myeon found a cherry blossom tree and planted it in front of the house, "Thanks Myeon." "No problem, just thought I would improve the beauty a little bit," he said. I walked to where the others would be.

Suho sees me, "Ah, Lindsey, I've noticed you asked the tree of life for something." "Yes, I asked her to transport the house that I used to live in here, so I could remember the start of this whole journey," I said, "Plus, if he asks, Chanyeol is not allowed to move over there." "Why?" he asked. I pointed at the 6, "It's already a full house."

He got the idea quick, I'm serious about trying to see if Chanyeol is still loyal to me, if I remained by Yeol's side, I hope to trigger something. Once everyone was out, Chanyeol made his way over to sit right next to me but was blocked by both Yeol and Baekkie, he just shrugged and decided to sit next to Luhan and Sehun.

Then Yeol moved a piece of my bangs away from my face, and sure enough that triggered Chanyeol, his eyes were starting to change color. When the 6 were following me to gaze at the stars, Chanyeol shouted, "HEY YEOL!!!" We all turned around, Yeol asked, "What do you want?" "Get away from my woman!" he shouted back.

Yeol shouted, "No, as far as I'm aware you are remaining at Shadow's place until further notice!" "Who told this lie?" he asked. The 6 looked at me, I tell him, "I need my space, as far as this relationship goes, I'm friendzoning you until you get your act together." I turned away and walked to my old home with the 6, leaving Chanyeol surprised that I friendzoned him.

I walked away to the original house that started this all, I went into deep thought as to what should I do in order for Shadow to feel safe around everyone and spend time with her boyfriend, Vernon and the 17 pack. She needs help, like we need to stop whatever we are doing and focus on what we need in order for her to be welcomed everywhere.

Nini walked in, same with the 5, sees me thinking about the state that Shadow is currently in right now, he asked, "Should we focus on her or the Red Force?" "If we focus on them, she won't be able to help us, she didn't aid us on the last fight," I told them, "This has come to an end, you will have no choice in the matter." "I wasn't suggesting that, but I was making sure that you will make sure that she gets what she is wanting all along," said Nini.

I nodded knowing that Shadow is hiding her true self underneath all her tough girl act, I mean Kris is tough but he is not that tough like her. It's something that we outta do for the sake of her and everyone's future. Myeon suggested, "We can seduce her out of it?" "And risk of losing her trust?" I asked. He got the idea quick, Yeol, Hunnie and Baekkie were thinking, Nini suggested, "My only suggestion is still developing, maybe ask someone who is close with her."

I walked out of the house with Yeol and Nini, I tell them, "Stay here, guard the area." They nod, I began to make my way towards the campfire, I see Kyungsoo walking towards the area, "What's up, Lindsey?" "I was wondering are you close with Shadow?" I asked. He nods, "She is slowly getting comfortable here. Her and Vernon are not actually together, they have a brother and sister kind of relationship." "Between you and him, who is the closest to her?" I asked. His answer, "I think Vernon, she was there before she came here." "Make sense," I sighed. He asked, "Is there a reason?" "Trying to make her finally have some peace," I said, "I want to end her suffering once and for all."

As I was walking to where Shadow will probably be, I was stopped by Kris saying, "She might want to be alone for right now. She'll open up eventually." "But when is the question, she can keep us in the dark," I tell him, "Wait why are you defending her?" "I may have developed a protection feel towards her ever since she came here," he says, "I think that she might need someone who she can trust on more." "But she keeps on saying that she is still with Vernon from Seventeen pack," says Luhan.

I shook my head, "Something is definitely wrong with her situation." "She is right that this is a very different situation from all the battles we've had thus far," says Yixing, "But where can we lead on?" "She might be somewhere far from the Tree of Life," I said, "Maybe something inside of her might give us something to lead on." "Inside of the Tree?" asked Tao, "Shadow was living inside of Her?" "Yeah, this was before I gave her that manison to her," I tell him.

Kris followed me to the Tree of Life, she asked, "What is it, my children?" "We need to get into Shadow's room, we need to find clues that can lead us to ending her suffering," I said to her. With that, she opened, we both went inside, I walked around the room, it feels so warm and welcoming. Kris started to search on her dresser and desk, I went to look for everything else. I spotted a jewelry box, I took it out and opened to seeing just rings, necklaces, and earrings. "Anything?" he asked, I shook my head, "Just jewelry." "Jewelry? Never pictured her being into jewelry," he said.

He raised a great point, I looked at the rings again, Kimberly only wears skull rings, and her earrings are all bats. I saw one necklace that she always wears the Tree of Life necklace. Then we hear her ask, "What are you guys doing here?" "Kimberly," Kris said, being startled, "Why are you here?" "It's my alone space," she said, defensively. She has every right to get defensive with us invading her space, I simply said, "We are just trying to help you out, Shadow, we don't want to be left in the dark." "I was missing that necklace," she said, looking at the necklace that I was holding, "It was in that box?" "Yeah," I said, "Why?" "Leave it out, burn the box," she said, "He must be looking for it."

"Who is this he, Shadow?" asked Kris, "We deserve to know." "And you will, just not now," she said. Then he grabs her by the wrist, that scared her and me, but I guess that she has severe trauma from this guy, I tell Kris, "Let her go, Kris." "Why should I? She has been giving us little information about this guy," he said. I shouted at him, "That doesn't give you the right to be entitled to control on what she gives out!" Yeah, that stopped him quick, "I am so sorry Shadow. Just don't keep us out of your life, we are here to help you."

She looks at him, breathes heavily, "First can you let me go?" "Yeah, absolutely," he said, letting her wrist go, "What else?" "I'll give information when you burn that jewelry box," she said. I went to her, "I am going to give this to Belle, she's wanting more jewels to burn."

[bespectacled-skelly]

If someone read “To His Mistress Going to Bed” to me, I might just throw myself at them.

#i mean #hot damn #if my future boyfriend doesn’t try and seduce me with it #what’s the point #late night thoughts

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“what are you doing here?”

“what does it look like i’m doing?” kuroo teasingly asked, bouquet of flowers gently gripped in one hand and card in the other.

narrowing your eyes, you shrugged your shoulders. “today’s not a special day.” you stated matter-o-factly as your boyfriend sighed. “it is.” he countered, stepping forwards towards your front door as you moved out the way to allow him in. before you could ask kuroo what on earth he was talking about, he had already removed his shoes and made his way to the kitchen where excited voices were heard upon his entrance.

“thank you! you’re such a kind boy i wasn’t expecting this at all!” your mother beamed as she hugged your boyfriend appreciatively. you were about to accuse the bed head of a poor attempt at seducing your mother but caught sight of the card he had written for her.

‘happy mother’s day’ was printed in gold and pink lettering as your mouth closed before you could speak. you were aware it was mother’s day as you had already gone through the whole card and breakfast routine with your mom earlier, but you weren’t expecting your boyfriend to contribute to your mother’s day.

“oh.” you said quietly as kuroo joined your side, arm snaking around your waist as he grinned down at you. “didn’t think i was trying to romance your mom did you?” he snickered as you scoffed elbowing his side gently.

“my mom has taste in men.”

kuroo laughed as he squeezed your waist. “and you’re saying that her offspring doesn’t?”

“never call me offspring again.” you groaned as your boyfriend ruffled your hair before pulling you into him. “whatever you say, offspring.”

your mother was heard still gushing over the flowers and card kuroo had brought over for her in the other room as you glanced in her direction. “she really appreciates it. thanks.” you mumbled into his shirt as he hummed, fingers weaving through your hair.

“of course.” he spoke, chest vibrating as your face stay pressed into it. “it makes sense to start gifting my future mother-in-law now so that shes used to it by the time shes my offical one.”

his tone light but serious all at once and the hand on your waist gripping you tighter just ever so slightly and not to mention the slight hammering of his heart upon his words. you knew he was serious and that warmed your face, but more importantly, your heart. you had been together long term now, but kuroo had only had the pleasure of meeting your parents formally around a year ago due to travelling back and fourth constantly for work and your timetables all being incompatible. now that they had met though, your parents adored him and you couldn’t be happier. they would joke about you marrying him, but you’d always catch yourself brushing off their comments with the same ‘i don’t know if marriage is his thing’ excuse.

although now, it would appear that marriage is very much his thing.

your heart fluttered at the thought of kuroo wanting to marry you and make such an effort with your parents so early on. it was then you really did begin to believe that he was truly the one.

“you’re so gross.” you muttered as your boyfriend pulled away slightly forcing your face to look at up his adoring eyes. “and you love it.” he snickered as you nodded stiffly. “yeah yeah” you waved off his comment as he pressed a quick kiss to your forehead. you couldn’t fight the smile that threatened to break out across your face as kuroo began to litter your face with gentle kisses.

“you’re right, i do love it, i love you more specifically though.”

kuroo had doubts days building up to this one. anxiety over being too invasive too soon had been eating at his mind for the past few days but he was glad he pulled through. he was certain that he’d given flowers to the right woman, because he sure as hell meant it when he said that he’d make her his mother-in-law so that he could make you his partner for life.

“right back atcha offspring.”

“you’re so lucky i love you.”

#NOT PROOFREAD #i got lazy at the end bec i’m abt to pass out #and i never write these things in less than one go or i lose the idea yknow? #anyway tetsu come and give my mom flowers now pls #she’d absolutely love u and pay for our wedding on the spot #even though i uh.. don’t want to get married ever #u can change that #omg u can fix me yes <3 #kuroo #kuroo tetsurō #kuroo tetsurou #kuroo x you #kuroo x reader #haikyuu!! #haikyuu #hq #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #hq x you #haikyuu x you

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boreal star ✵ chapter two

kirigan wouldn’t be himself if he didn’t care for appearance and reputation. he supposed he would have to tiptoe around you until you showed your cards. until then, he’d have you play new recruit.

series genre: romance & angst

series pairing: [past?] general kirigan (the darkling/aleksander) x reader

word count: 1.7k

warning: slight suggestive theme (mentioned in passing)

note: wow. i’m absolutely astonished with the enthusiasm the first chapter had. thank you guys so much! i have two exams next week so i’m not entirely sure if i’ll be able to update. i will try my best :)

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“here’s your room.” aleksander gestured to a room that was vaguely familiar.

brows furrowed, you turned to him. “your room is next to this one.”

his eyes rounded in mock innocence. “really? i hadn’t noticed.”

your nose crinkled in distaste as you glimpsed down the hall. “what of my old bedroom?”

“someone else is staying in there,” his arms folded across his chest. “alina starkov, the sun summoner.”

“oh? it’s to be expected, i suppose,” you bobbed your head, stepping to explore the room. “why create another staged cage when you already have one ready?”

“what?”

you observed the flowers by the bedside and plucked one out to tuck it behind your ear. “you like to give your prized cattle the very best so they may feel important, no? it makes it so much easier to subdue them.”

“what? prized cattle? alina’s not— you were never—”

while he wrestled for a response, you continued to inspect the room before happening upon a locked door. “where does this door lead to?”

“my room,” aleksander cleared his throat, recovering from your accusations.

you froze, your hands twitching, before you tore away from the door. “your room?”

“my bedroom, specifically,” he clarified. in that moment, he looked like the cat that ate the canary.

“why would anyone want to have a room connected to yours?”

looking into a mirror, aleksander fixed his appearance. “well, i assume these rooms were designed with my future lover in mind,” he replied.

bitterness rang throughout your body as you barked out a laugh. “your lover? to think you wouldn’t jump at the chance to house your precious sun summoner here. what? was there a snag in your plan to seduce her? a boyfriend back home?”

at his silent admission, your jaw dropped. then, genuine laughter erupted from you, causing you to lean on the bedpost. your knees nearly gave in until you saw his glare. you took deep breaths and tried to stifle your amusement behind your hand.

“i’m sorry. it’s rude to laugh,” you surrendered. while your giggles subdued, he remained silent. aleksander’s reflection was eerily still, his eyes far away from reality. when you stepped towards him, he broke from his stupor and made for the door.

“rest up. you have a full day ahead of you tomorrow.” he began closing the door when he paused just before it shut. “goodnight, [y/n].”

well, that was odd.

✵✵✵

with the sun high in the sky, aleksander walked with you to the training grounds.

“do all new recruits get escorted by you or is this arrangement special?” you walked beside him with your hands linked in front of you. you sported your new deep blue kefta with white detailing.

“i can’t risk you disrupting alina’s training with your spitefulness. whatever i may or may not be planning for her, she’s still ravka’s only hope of banishing the fold,” he said. “my accompanying you is a precaution as well as your formal introduction to the second army.”

as you approached your destination, you spotted multiple grisha huddled in a ring. two of them were fighting in the middle.

“you teach them physical combat now?”

“you’d be surprised how often we lose grisha to drüskelle because they’ve tied their hands. they cannot always rely on their powers,” he droned.

off to the side, you spotted a burly man. “you have a shu training them?”

aleksander looked down at you, “he used to be a mercenary. i think you’ll find him adequate.”

“i think you’ll find i’m already above your training,” you whispered as everyone turned their attention to you or, rather, aleksander.

the shu made his way over and bowed, “general kirigan, i had no idea you would be joining us today.”

you see a girl peek her head out from the corner of your eye, her face lighting up at the darkling’s entrance.

alina starkov. i see she already holds some sort of affection for him.

the general raised his hand, “please, botkin. i am only here to introduce everyone to our newest member, [y/n]. they’re a gravity summoner.”

at the sound of your name, you reverted your attention to the crowd and gave a small smile. placing a hand on the small of your back, aleksander guided you to the center. 

“actually, i was hoping you could evaluate their combat skills.”

you whipped your head around, staring at him incredulously. he didn’t change his diplomatic smile when he met your eyes.

“that is no problem, general.” botkin faced you and gestured to the crowd. “please, choose your opponent.”

your eyes scanned the crowd before you smirked inwardly. “if it’s no trouble to the general, i would like to fight him,” you requested. “i’ve only ever heard how powerful general kirigan is and, well, if he is the standard…”

the grisha around you looked at you as if you were insane. you peeked through your lashes at aleksander whose eye was ever so slightly twitching. before botkin could voice his disapproval, aleksander shrugged his kefta off.

“why not? i can’t remember the last time someone challenged me so bravely.”

you grinned as you threw off your own kefta. out of the corner of your eye, you saw the sun summoner pushing her way into the circle with a dazzled look. botkin warily lifted his hand. “no using your powers. only your fists and wits.”

you nodded and took an offensive position. botkin threw his hand down, “fight!”

you dropped down, doing a low spinning kick, and swept aleksander off his feet. he landed on his back with shock evident on his face. you then pressed your knee onto his diaphragm and gripped his sleeve. grinning, you gave him a cheeky smile.

“i don’t think i’ve ever had you on your back,” you said in a hushed voice.

with annoyance written on his face, he grabbed the lapel of your shirt and pulled you off him. he trapped your arms by your sides as he straddled you.

“because you always liked it when i was in control,” he smirked as you rolled your eyes. you thrusted your left hip up, effectively throwing him off balance and freeing you. you both scrambled to stand. aleksander crept closer to you and threw a punch. before his fist made contact, you blocked it and gripped his arm. you threw him over your shoulder and stepped on his shoulder joint. he groaned under the pressure when you leaned down.

“it’s a good thing i came to my senses then,” you said. “yield.”

he narrowed his eyes before you shifted your weight onto your foot. with the discomfort and pain rising, he quickly tapped your calf. you moved off him and offered a hand. he begrudgingly took it, allowing you to pull him up. the grisha stared with open mouths. you sheepishly smiled and hurriedly put your hands behind your back.

“i apologize, general kirigan. it seems i didn’t know my own strength,” you said in deceiving shyness.

he smiled tensely and slipped his kefta back on. “no, i am glad you are so advanced. it makes it all the more assuring that you are with us for the war effort.”

you bowed your head and brushed the dirt off your kefta, shrugging it back on. without another word, he left, alina following in his wake.

botkin clapped his hand on your shoulder. “you are an impressive fighter. where did you learn?”

“shu han. i lived there until hearing about the sun summoner.”

the man looked surprised before nodding. “your fighting style did appear familiar.” after that, he left you to be greeted by the others.

they were mostly friendly, some talking nonstop about how you defeated general kirigan. you just brushed it off as him going easy on a new recruit. you noticed another girl, a squaller judging by her kefta, glaring at you before stalking off.

“don’t worry about her,” a voice said. you turned to see none other than alina starkov herself. “apparently, she hates anyone that’s a threat to her spot as general kirigan’s favorite.”

“she must be delusional because there was nothing about that interaction that hinted at favoritism,” you snorted as you held a hand out. “[y/n].”

“i heard. i’m alina starkov.” she shook your hand with a bright smile. “it’s nice not to be the only new person.”

you returned her smile, “it all does feel rather isolating, doesn’t it?”

she laughed and nodded. “my friend, mal, and i never really liked grisha. they acted like they were the elite.”

ah, is mal the boyfriend?

“if i’m honest, i don’t like them either. i actually ran from ravka when i found out i was grisha,” you said honestly. “i guess i couldn’t run far enough.”

her eyebrows lifted, “oh? where did you run?”

“shu han. a nice place once the villagers get to know you.”

she tilted her head with confusion etching her face. “don’t they, you know, kill grisha?”

you scrunched your nose, “not as much on the outskirts. but, it gave me more reasons to hide my powers.”

“does that mean you’ll have to take lessons with baghra too?”

your shoulders tensed at the mention of the older grisha. you put on a grimacing smile, “i suppose so.”

oh, baghra’s going to kill me when she sees me.

with knowing eyes, alina grabbed your hands. “don’t worry. she’s a bit mean, but she does help you control your powers. 100% success rate, i hear.”

you nodded, patting alina’s hands, before withdrawing yours to your sides.

“alina!” two girls called. they waved their hands to usher her over.

alina looked at you apologetically. “sorry, i’ve got to go. lessons with baghra, actually.”

you sent her off with a wave. “it’s fine. it’s not like we won’t see each other again.”

she grinned, “right. i’d really like to be your friend, [y/n].”

you couldn’t help but soften at her words. “we already are, alina.”

her grin grew wider before she departed with her other friends, leaving you with your thoughts.

so full of life, that one. no wonder aleksander’s drawn to her. the brighter the light, the darker the shadows. let’s just hope he doesn’t snuff her out.

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Day 37: Secrets

Harry was very, very bad at keeping secrets.

Well, not all secrets and not from everyone, but he was very bad at keeping secrets from Draco.

"Don't tell me," he begged, covering his ears.

"Potter," Pansy snapped, slapping his hand away from his ear. "It's just a surprise party. You can handle it."

He shook his head, "I can't! I can't handle it! You don't understand."

"You're disgusting," she said, and Harry really still hated her sometimes. "You can do this. He loves surprise parties and you are his boyfriend. It's practically your job."

"Uggh," he groaned. "Fine. But when he gets pissed and comes to you because he knows I'm not telling him something, you better defend my honor."

"Here's what I'm thinking..."

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Harry had been keeping the party a secret for the past sixteen days, which may not seem like a lot but it really was when you lived with one of the most observant men in the history of the world.

"Tell me," Draco breathed on the seventeenth morning, as Harry was making their coffee, boxing Harry in against the counter in the kitchen and rubbing his nose against Harry's neck right over the sensitive spot that Draco knew drove Harry completely wild.

"There's nothing-" he started before Draco's tongue flicked out and pressed against his pulse point, "Circe, fuck," Harry groaned as Draco sucked lightly at his skin. "Nothing to tell," he managed.

Draco nipped at his pulse point then, his teeth sharp before his lips and tongue soothed the sting, "You're lying. Your pulse is elevated."

"Arousal," Harry argued.

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"There is that, too," Draco murmured wickedly as his mouth moved lower and he sucked at Harry's collarbone instead. "But it's not just that. You have plenty of tells when you're lying, you're horrible at it."

"What are they, then?" Harry deflected.

"Deflecting," Draco murmured as his hands framed Harry's hips, thumbs sliding under his shirt to rub along his hip bone.

He tipped his head back allowing Draco's lips to press against his chin.

"But you're not cheating on me-"

"I would never!" Harry exclaimed, pulling his head back so he could look Draco in the eyes. "Babe," he murmured, cupping Draco's cheek, "I would never cheat on you."

"I know," the other man soothed, pressing his lips to Harry's, "But if you did I would know. And your body language is all wrong for that."

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, at least Draco didn't think he was hiding something terrible.

"Now, hush so I can go back to seducing," he smirked, "I mean deducing you."

Harry huffed a laugh.

"Now, it's not something to do with your work," he said as he pushed Harry's shirt up and off over his head. He smoothed his hands over Harry's chest, thumbs brushing lightly over Harry's nipples. "If it was, you would have just said it was about a case and had it done with."

"That's fair," Harry replied, a bit breathless.

"And it's not something that Ron or Hermione would have asked you not to tell me," he said.

"How do you figure that?" Harry asked trying to focus on the conversation at hand as Draco trailed his fingers along Harry's bare torso, setting his skin alight with sensation.

"Because they respect our relationship and have stopped asking you to keep secrets from me," he said before kissing his way across Harry's right clavicle.

"Okay," Harry breathed, sliding his hands under Draco's shirt to caress his back. "I love your skin," he hummed. "So soft and smooth."

He felt Draco smile against his shoulder, "Tell me what you're hiding and I'll let you feel a lot more of it."

"Blackmail," Harry chided.

"Incentivizing," Draco countered before placing an open mouth kiss on Harry's suprasternal notch.

"I'm still not going to tell you," he said.

"Pansy, then," Draco replied, leaning back to look at him. "I wasn't sure if it was Pansy or my mother but you aren't afraid of my mother; you'd have caved at that."

"Godric, you're brilliant," Harry groaned, and could he really be blamed for his inability to keep secrets when his boyfriend was so fucking smart? It was ridiculously sexy and entirely unfair.

Draco smirked, "Tell me and I promise I won't tell her that you told me." He paused thoughtfully, "Unless she was telling you embarrassing stories about me and then I'll kill her."

Harry laughed, "It was definitely the embarrassing stories. So many embarrassing stories," he added. "I can't believe how obsessed you were with me at Hogwarts."

"Shut up," Draco replied, laughing before nibbling at Harry's jaw. "First, you were equally obsessed with me and second," he said before leaning in to whisper hotly in Harry's ear, "you're still lying."

"Can't you just let it be?" Harry begged, "I promise it's nothing bad."

"Where's the fun in that?" Draco asked. "Besides, I knew that already. You never keep bad secrets from me."

I love you, Harry thought desperately, because he did.

"I love you, too," Draco replied, his voice warm and smooth like honey.

He must have said that bit aloud, then. He was in so much trouble. "If you know I'd never keep bad things from you, why are you so insistent?"

Draco smirked at him, "Because I enjoy it. I love a challenge and I love cracking you open and knowing that you are entirely mine."

Harry leaned toward him, wanting very badly to kiss him.

But Draco pulled back, pressing a finger to Harry's lips and pushing him back. "Not until you tell me."

He groaned, "Draco, please," he pouted.

"Tell me," he said again, shaking his head.

He stared at him for a long moment, "You promise not to tell her I told you?"

Draco's grin widened, "I promise."

"Fine," Harry said, then taking a deep breath he said, "She told me what I should get you for your birthday."

"Oh?" Draco asked, curiosity peaked, he loved his birthday.

"Yes," Harry replied, "She recommended that I take you on a weekend getaway where we can go and spend some time alone together. Couples' massage, hot tub, lounging by the pool, unlimited mimosas in the morning, the works." Not the whole truth, but a part of it.

"And?" Draco asked and Harry thought he hadn't managed to get away with it. "Did you accept this idea?"

"I did," Harry replied. "I booked it for the weekend after your birthday since your birthday falls on a Tuesday this year."

Draco lit up, grinning widely at him, "You did?"

"Of course I did, love," he said, "She promised that you would love it." He leaned forward a bit, "May I kiss you now?"

"You may do a whole lot more than that," Draco said with a coy little smile that had Harry lifting him off the floor and kissing him as he wrapped the other man's legs around his waist and carried him back to the bedroom where they spent a large portion of the morning.

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"Of course I'm taking you out to dinner for your birthday!" Harry said as he held out his arm so he could side-along Draco.

"Thank you," Draco said, pecking his cheek. "I thought we were just waiting until the weekend to celebrate."

"Don't be ridiculous," Harry replied. "What kind of a person doesn't celebrate their boyfriend's birthday on their birthday? Come on," he added, mentally counting down to the moment they were supposed to arrive at Pansy's for the surprise party.

Draco hooked his arm through Harry's and Harry took a fortifying breath before apparating them away.

The moment they landed a cheer went up, confetti and balloons rained down on them, and Pansy rushed forward to greet them.

Everyone was shouting, "Happy birthday!" "Surprise!" and all other sorts of well wishes and the look on Draco's face was priceless.

"What?" he asked turning to Harry. "You knew about this?"

"I did," Harry affirmed.

"But..." Draco started before looking around again, "You didn't tell me!"

Harry laughed, "I didn't. I ruined the surprise that I planned to ruin and kept this one in tact."

"How very Slytherin of you," Draco purred, looking pleased, and charmed, and turned on all at once.

He smiled and leaned forward to press a kiss to the other man's lips. "Happy birthday, my love." Then he nudged him forward, "Go enjoy your party."

Draco was immediately handed a glass of champagne and whisked off to have the birthday sash bestowed upon him.

"I must say," Pansy said as she sidled up to Harry, "I'm impressed."

"High praise," Harry replied wryly.

She smirked at him, "I didn't think you were going to make it."

"It was a bit touch and go but I threw him off the trail." He laughed, "It'll probably never work again, so best not to involve me if you're planning a surprise party in the future."

"There are worse traits to have in a boyfriend I suppose."

"Sorry?" Harry asked.

She bumped him with her shoulder, "Not being able to keep secrets," she specified. "As far as character flaws go, that's a pretty good one. Draco's a lucky man."

He looked over at Draco who was talking with Hermione and Blaise, his face radiant as he laughed with them. "I think I'm the lucky one," he said wistfully.

"I think you both are."

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Day 36: Entwine | Day 38: Dance

#thanks for the prompt anon #I hope you enjoy! #day 37 #100 drarry drabbles in 100 days #drarry #domestic #established relationship #silly #drarry drabble #drarry ficlet #secrets #fluffy

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ACROSS THE BAY: CROSSOVER FICS YOU DIDN’T SEE COMING MASTERPOST

Thank you everyone for submitting your crossover and fusion fic  recommendations. Below are all submissions and some of our favorites! 

Is it Insensitive for Me to Say by aliciajazmin (EstherJohnTosh | complete | 2441 | T)

Toshiko Sato and Esther Drummond absolutely will make fun of their boyfriend for deciding to attend an audition, while also attending said audition with him. 

Crossover With: The Outer Worlds 

Golden Apples and Norse Gods (Or How Ianto Got His Groove Back) by blackkat (JackIanto | complete | 1592 | G)

Ianto finds himself back from the dead and, apparently, in the position to double-cross a power-crazed Norse god intent on conquering the Earth by taking out a team of superheroes. Must be a Tuesday.

Crossover With: Avengers/MCU

The Magic of Torchwood by Bella the Strange (JackIanto, IantoJohn, JackOther, Non-Torchwood Ships | wip |  546,512 | T)

The Torchwood team have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Set between Adam and Reset. Rated T because of Jack Harkness, swearing, mature themes, slash etc… it’s Torchwood!

Crossover With: Harry Potter

Welcome to Torchwood by Jackdaw818 (Gen | complete | 1601 | T)

A strange creature behind the Ralphs, a break-in at the Museum of Forbidden Technologies, and visitors in Night Vale. Overall, a slightly unordinary day for Cecil Gershwin Palmer

Crossover With: Welcome to Night Vale

Torchwait for iiiiit by lady-demacabre (Gen | complete | 3k | K+)

When Shawn and Gus are called in on a case for an eccentric collector of alien objects, they get more than what they bargained for. One shot, Psych oriented.

Crossover With: Psych

Theme and Variations by nemo_baker (JackIanto, GwenRhys, OwenKatie | 5817 | T)

Time Agent Jack Harkness is sent back in time to solve the mystery of a mysterious train bombing. The problem is, he only has eight minutes to do it.

Written for Reel Torchwood screening 8 on Livejournal. Movie Prompt: Source Code (2011)

Crossover With: Source Code 

Day Tripper by Croquemboucheballpit (Gement) (JackBessie the Third Doctor’s Car, Bessie the Third Doctor’s CarLightening McQueen (past) | complete | 2360 | M)

Bessie’s like any other companion: far from home, more than she appears, and always up for an adventure.

And Jack Harkness really will seduce anything that moves.

Crossover With: Pixar’s Cars 

An American Volunteer by That_one_kid (SteveBucky, BuckyJackSteve | Complete | 4395 | T)

What if Captain Jack Harkness met Steve & Bucky during the war? What if he ran into them again, present day?

AKA

Captain Jack Harkness and his mission to seduce the two gorgeous, capable soldiers who keep running into him.

Crossover With: Captain America/MCU

Statement #0041708 - Future Sight by Jackdaw816 (Gen | complete | 1690 | T)

Statement of Lisa Hallett regarding a peculiar mirror found at a car boot sale

Crossover With: The Magnus Archives

(Un)Welcome Aboard by Jaune_Chat (Jack | Complete | 4,154 | T)

To make ends meet, Mal listens to a suggestion from Inara than he rent out the other shuttle. She has the perfect candidate, a charming Companion named Jack…

Crossover With: Firefly 

Death and the Definitely-Not-A Maiden by Odsbodkins (JackIanto | Complete | 3,6K | PG-13)

When Jack dies, Death is there to meet him. Every time. Written in 2008 for the Doctor Who Crossover Ficathon. Takes in Torchwood to end S2, Doctor Who to end S3, Discworld to Soul Music.

Crossover With: Discworld 

Remarkable by snowwhiteliar ( JackIanto, IantoLisa | Complete | 20.971 | PG-13)

Summary: Once upon a time, in a small village in a distant province of a peaceful kingdom, there lived a boy called Ianto

Crossover With: Fairy Tales 

Got That Friday Feeling Again by NancyBrown (OwenOther, JackIanto, GwenRhys, GwenOwen | Complete | 18.3K | R)

HELP HELP HELP HELP

I AM TRAPPED IN A TIME BUBBLE

The magic marker all over the nice chintz wallpaper bled and smeared as Owen wrote in increasingly desperate lettering across the walls. Ls and Ps dragged down, wiggly at the end or drawn out in slashed strokes.

He ignored the pounding on the door frame. He’d shoved the wardrobe in front, which always kept Jack out for twenty three and a half minutes. He ignored the sweat and tears and snot dripping down his face, down his mouth. He ignored the high-pitched singing from his own throat, “If you want my future, forget my past,” chanted over and over.

HELP

Crossover With: Groundhog Day

Back, and Back, and Back a Little More (Future Optional) (JackIanto, JennyVastra | Complete |  32591 | M)

Accidentally shot into the past by a time-travelling car, Ianto has to fix his own mistakes or he won't have a future to go back to.

Crossover With: Back to the Future 

Truth, Justice by NancyBrown (SupermanOwen | complete | 414 | M)

The green shit does not work. Warnings: dubcon (AMTDI)

Crossover With: Justice League Unlimited/DCAU/Superman 

Quis Custodiet Ipsos Custodies, or, A Humourous Interlude Between Epics by  copperbadge (Gen | complete | 749 | T)

Ianto neglected to introduce himself as he informed the senior staff that Atlantis was now under the jurisdiction of Torchwood, whatever Torchwood is.

Crossover With: Stargate Atlantis 

Never Have I Ever by  st_aurafina (JackIanto, JackDoctor (past/implied), PepperTony (implied) | complete | 1714 | T)

Written for the prompt Ianto, Donna and Pepper end up at a secretaries'/assistants' conference and have a conversation about their bosses.

Crossover With: Ironman/MCU

Beware the Sparkles by elisi (JackIanto, JackEdwardBella | complete | 4793 | T)

It's terribly simple. The good guys are always stalwart and true, the bad guys are easily distinguished by their pointy horns or black hats, and we always defeat them and save the day. No one ever dies, and everybody lives happily ever after. Oh and Jack has sex with sparkly vampires.

Crossover With: Twilight 

The Death Note Discovery by KaibaGirl007 (JackIanto | complete | 18,992 | T)

“You’ve clearly just got a notebook belonging to some geek, a rather sick geek I’ll give you that, who likes to keep note of people’s deaths.” - Will the team resist the urge to use the Death Note or will one of them give into temptation? 

Crossover With: Death Note 

A Confluence of Personalities by  galaxysoup (JackIanto | complete | 4839 | T)

Conner Kent’s body might be dead, but his soul has apparently decided to take the scenic route.

Crossover With: DC Comics/Young Justice Comics 

Imposters Among Us by  gwendolyncooper (JackIanto, GwenRhys | complete | 9117 | M)

The Torchwood team (+Rhys) are out for a night of fun when they end up on a spaceship with no power, no info, and no crew. Known only as THE SKELD, the team tries to fix the ship and figure out what happened to its previous occupants.

But something out there is killing them.

Something that may be someone they know.

Crossover With: Among Us 

Traitors (Among Us) by princessoftheworlds (JackIanto | complete | 440 | G)

In a happy future, the team plays Among Us, and Ianto suffers.

Crossover With: Among US 

Tagline: I saw the VIDEO. Got the CALL? What Next??? by  BricklingGhost (TeamGwenee) (JackIanto, JackSamara | complete | 2424 | Not Rated)

'Tagline: I saw the VIDEO. Got the CALL? What Next???

Bollocks. That’s just a myth. Some git showing off and claiming to be the one person alive who Samara doesn’t bump off. He’ll be boasting that he’s been chosen to kill Voldemort next.'

When another unsuspecting victim falls foul of the cursed tape, he is pointed towards Captain Jack Harkness as his only hope for salvation.

Crossover With: The Ring

(My God, He Just) Came and Went by  Brokenpitchpipe (SteveBucky | complete | 1591 | M)

It starts on a cold, snowy September night in 1916, on the day Winifred Barnes walks to Doris Lindow’s house to see her new telephone and catches the eye of a handsome young man on the other side of the street. He tips his hat as she sees him, and she flushes scarlet and nods in return.

And nine months later, a little baby boy screams his way into the world.

But that’s not when it starts. Not really.

Crossover With: Captain America/MCU

Beast Inside by Flamingbluepanda (JackIanto, OwenTosh, GwenRhys | complete | 26934 | M)

"Argue with anything else, but don’t argue with your own nature.” - Phillip Pullman

Inside us all, there is an animal that expresses our soul. How would the world change were those animals outside?

Crossover With: His Dark Materials

Rifts and Robots by Paycheckgurl (JackIanto | complete | 3021 | G)

Jack and Ianto’s date at the movies is interrupted by two robots with no theater etiquette.

Crossover With: Mystery Science Theater 3000

The Jack and Ianto Show by Paycheckgurl (JackIanto | WIP | 7392 | T)

Jack and Ianto are a regular couple, living a quiet life, and trying to fit into the quaint Village of West Castle. Sure they're keeping the secret that Jack is an immortal time traveler from the future, with a fantastical machine called a vortex manipulator that can manipulate time and space around them, but they have much more pressing concerns. Such as strict bosses and nosy neighbors. Everything is perfect, a dream come true.

And Jack is going to keep it that way.

Please Stand By...

Crossover With: WandaVision 

Mutually Assured Uncooperation by  princessoftheworlds (JackIanto, OwenTosh, MarthaMickey, FitzSimmons, LincolnDaisy (past) | complete | 31547 | T)

Aliens, time-travelling, resurrections. These are all experiences familiar to not just one but two top-secret organizations that have a hard time keeping a low-profile. Figures that they would encounter each other eventually.

Or: the five times that SHIELD and Torchwood had an encounter that neither were pleased with, and the one time they had to work together when two of their own were taken.

Or: There's Kree running amok in Cardiff, including a murdered one, and Torchwood is on the case, but so is SHIELD. Also, don't forget the memory-manipulating aliens there too!

Crossover With: Agents of Shield/MCU

all i know is (infatuations) by  princessoftheworlds (JackIanto, JackJohn,  OwenTosh, LisaIanto | complete | 439 | T)

Seventh-year Slytherin Ianto Jones handles a break up, getting a boyfriend, terrible emotional misunderstandings with his best friend Jack Harkness, being miserable, and reconciliation. (Not precisely in that order.)

Crossover With: Harry Potter

#torchwood #au:crossover #genre:crossover #event:across the bay crossover fest

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Fluffy Smut (6) Masterlist

Links Last Checked: May 22nd, 2022

part one, part two, part three, part four. part five

4 Ways to Spice up your Sex Life (ao3) - Full_Moon_Lover

Summary: Phil thinks it's time for them to move out of their apartment and into a house of their own and what better way to surprise his boyfriend than to look at some property websites to try and narrow down their options for potential houses. If only Dan didn't stumble on one of these websites on Phil's laptop and come to a completely different conclusion.

Phil was tired of him and wants to move out. It was now up to Dan to get back Phil's interest in him and what better way to do that than to look on the internet for ways to spice up a relationship? Follow Dan's adventures as he follows the steps on a love article to try and spice up his and Phil's sex life. Nothing can go wrong....

all sorts of not sleeping (ao3) - kay_okay

Summary: Insomnia can be caused by an infinite number of reasons. Here are five of theirs.

Beetles Bath And Beyond - phantasticlizzy

Summary: Phil just wanted a relaxing bath. Just wanted to soak in the warm water for an hour, listen to some music and read some Buffy comics. What he didn’t want, however, was to have his bath with a million beetles surrounding him from all sides, turning his relaxing time into an actual nightmare.

familiar faces (ao3) - watergator (orphan_account)

Summary: there's a handsome tesco delivery man standing in phil's doorway and he can't figure out where he recognises him from. until he does

get my good side (ao3) - watergator (orphan_account)

Summary: dan and phil try to film a sex tape (just for them)

Ignorance is (definitely not) bliss (ao3) - RachelIsWriting

Summary: After Dan surprises Phil by agreeing to his stupid fake relationship plan to impress the bosses at his company we spend the week with them in New York. Where Phil tries desperately to think of everything but Dan, and Dan tries everything he can to make sure that doesn’t happen.

insatiable (ao3) - gogystyle

Summary: What happened before Dan took those three selfies.

I Will Be Loving You (ao3) - phantasticworks

Summary: Dan and Phil spend their first Valentine's Day out of the closet.

Kiss Me Through The Camera (ao3) - PoisonWrites

Summary: "Phil wasn’t a stranger to seducing someone with just his words, so why was flirting with Dan the equivalent of digging to China with a teaspoon?"

Luxury (ao3) - JudeAraya

Summary: It was early, the dark edging on predawn translucent. The birds were only beginning to chirp. Here, nestled so deep in nature, the Costa Rican jungle all around their treehouse hotel, Dan could feel the hush of morning rising all around him. Phil was still asleep, breaths deep and even. Phil was exhausted--they both were really--but this was something Dan wanted to share with him.

Mornings - xDeathMelodiesx

Summary: ‘The raven haired man buried his face in Dan’s neck and kissed the silky, smooth skin there, “Morning baby.”

Dan shifted a bit so he could get better access to the delicate flesh, a breathy sigh of content escaping his lips. Soft lips continued to move across the expanse of skin, Dan’s breathing getting heavier by the minute. He could feel himself grow in his underwear, arousal beginning to pool in his abdomen.’

one second (ao3) - kae_karo

Summary: When you spend your life getting glimpses of a myriad of possible futures every time you get a little emotional, you tend to lose sight of reality, of the present; a bad day turns into a bad week because all you see are the worst-case futures. You get a little excited about something, things start to go your way, but then all you can see are the realities where things are even better. Life tends not to measure up.

Or the one where Dan meets Phil on a plane, and maybe reality starts to become better than even Dan could predict.

Saved (ao3) - enbybxtch

Summary: With a previously abusive relationship and wrists littered with scars, Dan won't let himself fall for the boy who is trying to help him. But what happens when he does? He starts falling harder than ever.

seasons change (ao3) - sadlybunny

Summary: The boy is irresistible. He’s got that “couldn’t be bothered” attitude that has always intrigued Phil, always made him want to know Danny a little bit better. Phil knows falling in love with his best friend’s younger brother is wrong. But he just can’t seem to do the right thing.

The Literal Other Half (ao3) - Nefertiti1052 (Succubusphan)

Summary: Dan arrives at Manchester University and feels a bit lost, luckily he gets an upperclassman as a tour guide and mentor of sorts. Coffee dates, friends and a lot of laughter finally enter his life - along with love.

The neighbors (ao3) - winstonlives

Summary: Dan and Phil have a little fun in the hotel room. Kath needs caffeine.

You are Beautiful (ao3) - ironicallyrad (snakedolls)

Summary: Prompt:. “dan doesn’t want to have sex cuz he’s feeling insecure about his body (maybe it’s after Christmas and he gained a bit of weight or something) so Phil makes him stand in front of a mirror and look at himself while he undressed him and gives him lil kisses all over and tells him everything he like about him and then they do the do and just really cute fluffy smut that focuses on making dan happy”

#phanfictioncatalogue #phanfiction #phanfic #phan #masterlists #sex tw #smut #fluff #fluffysmut #fluffysmut masterlist

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Adriana Arboleda

I find this episode so interesting and since I like to avoid many things, I've put off writing this post because I just don't know where to start.

Previously:

Armando was visibly upset when they mentioned the wedding in front of Betty, it was purely because he didn't want her to once again feel guilty and break things off. While at the same time he overheard a conversation with Nicolas and Betty that sounded like she was jealous and mad at him for "cheating" on her and that he was a bad boyfriend.

This feeds the distrust that Armando has towards Betty's fidelity and his insecurity regarding their relationship(and his role in Betty's life) as well as his rivalry that he has against Nicolas.

Betty was visibly upset with both Nicolas and Armando. For one because Nicolas really is a huge reason as to why Armando feels a certain distrust. As much as I find Nicolas endearing there's many things that annoy me from him. For example the fact that he continues to find ways to converse with Patty even though he knows that Betty doesn't like it, especially that she doesn't want Patty to know anything regarding where he works at and what he does, but Nicolas; to impress Patty, always brings up the topic of money to make himself more desirable. Yeah he's insecure and he wants to get her attention but that doesn't excuse his crappy behavior as Betty's best friend, someone that he considers as his family. That adds so much pressure, distrust, and resentment towards Betty and Armando's relationship. Yes Nic wasn't aware that they were in a relationship to begin with but Betty often times told him, reminded him, and got upset with him for telling or talking to Patsy Pats about Terra Moda or what he does for a living and the dangers of that information getting out.

Two: that Armando is getting married. For one it makes her feel inferior, that their relationship isn't as strong and that Armando isn't serious about her like she is of him.

Armando had convinced Betty to continue the affair, despite the fact he's getting married. He told her it was only for show, that he'd continue with the preparations of the wedding but call it off last minute. Mario had told him that he needed to get Betty on their side because she was the only one that could embellish the balance for the board meeting this is when we start getting the trails to the letter and why Betty rationalized Armando's behavior after reading the letter.

However that isn't the real reason as to why he goes to fix things. It's what he uses as an excuse to justify why he goes to fix things with Betty. Mario, to get him to do this, weaponized what Armando had told him earlier that day about what kind of relationship Betty and Armando have. Had Armando not shared any of what he did he wouldn't have had any ground to continue to manipulate him.

Currently:

It's the morning of the day AA arrives to Eco Moda. When Betty exist her office she sports a huge smile and greets Armando, who is absorbed by her presences and very content. His eyes follow her through his office as she moves around it and just the same, Betty's eyes are on him, barely noticing Mario. When she does, as she's about to exit the office she greets him, we see Armando with a smile just absorbed by her until Mario speaks and he composes himself to act like that didn't make him happy, joyful, at peace, etc...

Why does AA hold such a significance here?

Armando is now slowly accepting and willingly understanding his feelings(he does try to justify them as something else at times). Betty says she has felt this through his kisses and his affection towards her, that she knows that he loves her now and that he is faithful to her-when it comes to Marcela.

However as she said the previous night as she wrote in her diary that she isn't so sure about his love or fidelity when it comes to his true vice; the models. Models like AA.

Jealousy isn't something healthy in any relationship, even when media tries to paint jealousy as this normal and healthy thing that every person experiences, it's not.

In the previous post I mentioned what the definition of Jealous/y is. It's a combination of feelings of inadequacy, insecurity, or resentment but if you look up the definition of it it says "concern over the relative lack of possessions-"

Sometimes it isn't an object, rather a person, however the issue lays within the fact that person who feels the jealousy views said person as an object rather than a human. Armando's jealousy is possessive, insecure and resentful however Betty's jealousy is of inadequacy and insecurity. She doesn't feel resentful towards Armando for being attracted to "beautiful" women. She expects that from him.

AA represents Betty's insecurity as a woman in a physical form. When Betty finds out AA wants to see and speak with Armando privately she tries to stop that from happening, contrary to the past when she'd help the man out, this time she tries to stick to "he said he doesn't want to be bothered" but when Armando realizes who wants to speak to him he ignores his duties as the president of the company and the importance of him being in said meeting for the future collection, which will help Eco Moda be able to pay off its debt. Betty knows this so when she sees that Armando doesn't stop to think, at least of the company, much less consider her(the true nature of her anger), and that he is an easy prey or weak idiot to women like AA she gets angry at him but her jealousy lays where she feels the most insecure.

Armando forgets of Betty and how happy he was when he saw her that morning. Now all he can think about is AA.

AA is the symbol and the token object of Armando's weakness: seggs with society's "perfect" women. He places this "need" of his above anything, his responsibilities as president, as an engaged man, and as someone in an committed and mature relationship.

I find Mario's behavior interesting in this scene however. He stares at Armando with raised eyebrows and a frown on his face, contrary to before where he was trying to keep himself from laughing, however freaked out over Armando's feelings, this time he's annoyed at him.

I keep trying to figure out why he'd get annoyed at him for this. In this scene Betty is behind Mario, where Inesita and Armando have a clear view of her. Betty is trying to stay composed and not let the personal seep into the impersonal so Mario hasn't seen her. Yes we're fully aware that Mario is a man that is extremely detail oriented when it comes to human behavior which gives him an advantage to manipulate people and get whatever he wants out of them so he can simply assume, by Betty's tone, that she isn't pleased by this. However this scene and Mario's behavior is very much unlike him.

This is my speculation, not what we are being told.

Maybe based on how Armando had spoken about his relationship with Betty and his feelings for her, Mario was annoyed at Armando for his behavior like saying "How can you say you cherish her and that you love her as a friend and then do this to her? And yet I'm the terrible one? The one that doesn't understand why the plan is wrong? The one with iron skin?" or one could simply point out that Mario didn't want to get stuck doing most of the work in the meeting while Armando went off to spend time with a hot woman.

Later when Betty agrees that they should take a break, when Betty exits the office(I'm skipping that scene for now) and Mario is walking up to it he asks her if Armando is still in there, she tells him that he is and with AA. Mario then says he shouldn't go in there and interrupt them then but he notices Betty's demeanor and asks her if she's alright.

Betty doesn't look at him, she doesn't pay him attention. She doesn't even make eye contact with him so again Mario behaves naturally.

Of course he pretends to be unaware of the relationship Armando has with Betty. He says he won't go in there and interrupt them, but he pays close attention to Betty.

We're all fully aware that Mario would be capable of seducing Betty. He lacks all the moral and ethic rules to not do that. Mario is a villain, a well written one. So his behavior here is just odd imo.

I do believe and know based on his character, that Mario is also annoyed at Armando for screwing up once more, therefore jeopardizing the company and all that it implies. However, take into consideration what happened the previous day. Mario isn't stupid, he is way too smart. He knows that Armando deeply cares for Betty, he's known this all along though he has also tried to deny any true motive of Armando caring for Betty because she's ugly and he knows his best friend and only uses Armando's feelings towards Betty when it benefits him. He knows that Betty is important and special to Armando. Unlike Marcela.

Mario pointed this out the previous day when he told him that he[A] had made love with Marcela in the past but that from what Armando had shared it had never been sweet. He is fully aware that Betty is vastly different to all the other women Armando has been with and it's not only because she's "ugly" but because Betty is of extreme importance and significance to Armando.

Does Mario disprove of Armando's behavior towards AA being in Eco Moda? Yes.

For two reasons: One that Armando is screwing up the plan again. Two that Armando is a hypocrite who gets mad at him for making jokes about their relationship but then he goes and does that, (which is an even bigger disrespect to Betty, Armando's Betty.) all while constantly telling Mario that he is scum because he feels no guilt while he does.

Does Mario care about Betty's feelings? No and if he does it's not enough to make him have a change of heart because what he truly cares about is remaining in the social statues he's on with being the wingman of Armando.

Again even if he did care a little about how Betty feels it's not enough for him to re-evaluate his role in the plan and what comes above that is Eco Moda's ownership but it gives him more intel on how to manipulate Armando. In the meeting board, when he finally got a view of Betty when she went to sit back down at the table, Mario examined her quickly, did so as the meeting continued, glancing at her, studying her.

Resuming to a chronological order.

As Armando leaves to his office to speak privately to AA, Betty stays behind in the conference room with Inesita and Mario where as Mario said, she looked broken and not her computer like self.

Once Inesita suggest they take a break Betty says she'll go to her office, to which we see Mario with his worried expression, look at her and then turn to look towards Armando's office doors in a silent plea that Betty doesn't catch him indecent.

In their office, Armando is busy talking with AA so Betty doesn't catch some indecent Armando, but because she knows him, she knows that he's capable of acting like everything is normal. When she looks at AA she looks her up and down, insecure in herself as a woman with such a woman in the same room. Armando in this scene is absorbed by AA's body, a contrast to when he was absorbed by Betty's presence(that includes body). Barely paying attention to Betty and speaking to AA in an informal and casual way, something he doesn't even do with her. In some places in Latin America speaking formally is a sign of respect and impersonalism. When you speak more casually it implies a personalized relationship with someone: meaning that they have a more deeper connection than someone you work with, a friend, a family member, a lover, etc. Betty and Armando aren't even on that and they've had seggs.

Betty takes note of this, again, this now moves on from her simply being insecure as a woman to now being mad at Armando for behaving this way.

Once Betty exits the office to go grab their refreshments she overhears Armando call AA espectacular

Whenever Betty is mad she always places her hand to her hip. As she stops to talk to Marcela she does this, again implying her anger towards Armando.

The last thing I'll note about this whole AA thing at this time is how both Betty and Marcela react. Marcela goes into the office fuming, throwing shade and whatnot to display her jealousy towards AA and her possessiveness towards Armando, however Betty only displays her anger towards Armando while very minimalistically showing her jealousy because of AA.

Marcela's anger was targeted towards both of them while Betty's was towards Armando.

Later that day after AA leaves, Betty remains angry. When Armando tries to apologize for yelling at her, Betty ignores him and tells him they need to get back to work.

Armando not only made her feel insignificant as a woman but he also said she got on his last nerve, tell me you wouldn't feel bad about yourself and be mad at the person who did that.

Obviously Betty feels inferior to AA. Who wouldn't if we're being honest? She's hot. Again when it comes to Betty it isn't hard to understand or sympathies with her over this.

However lets just remember that Betty has always felt insecure and inferior as a human being and a woman.

Insecurity presents itself in many ways. For some it could be them acting loud and obnoxious, like Armando. For others it could be them never asking for anything or expecting anything because they believe they don't deserve anything, like Betty.

Slowly however, her relationship with Armando has built her self-esteem. She walks a bit taller, she doesn't have such a tremble in her voice anymore unless she's speaking to Marcela or Daniel. Even on this day she dresses differently. She sports a more juvenile outfit, there's a glow to her. Though her clothing isn't form fitting or revealing, she has changed her clothing. Even now since they started to date she doesn't wear the super long skirts with the very boxy blazers from the shoulders or the clothes she wore at the start of the show. She wears the green dress, the yellow, red, and black dress often and the green skirt suit(the olive green one with the skirt that's shorter than all the other ones she wears).

In the past, on one of their first dates, Betty joked that she was ugly and Armando got upset with her, told her that he didn't like that and that she needed to respect herself. Ironic ain't it?

Armando's sole attention has given her a boost of ego, but his confirmation the night they sinned(lol) that he too felt what she felt for him, which was desire, has helped her a lot. Again to recall what her first time was like, this second time around it built her self-esteem. Especially because since then Armando hasn't been able to keep his hands to himself whenever Betty and him have been alone together, out of office hours.

(Currently listening to the YSBLF playlist on Spotify and honestly I just wanna dance)

The previous night though aware of Armando's fidelity to her when it came to Marcela, which was why she said she felt no jealousy or the likes in regards to that relationship(outside of guilt) she still is very aware of Armando's s. addiction tendencies. It isn't only a matter in which Armando is weak to women like that that even when he doesn't want to cheat on Marcela or whomever, he still falls for their manipulative or even pushy tactics to get him to sleep with them.

Let's not forget that Betty knows Armando and his behavior when it comes to the Models because unlike Marcela who has only seen snip bits when she stands behind him when he's flirting, Betty has seen it and heard it all from Armando. She has been in the room when Armando and Mario discuss how to get away with his affairs, she has seen him in action, she has even heard and seen the way he plays women. However Betty lacks the knowledge we have of Armando's seggsual affairs.

What does this mean?

To Betty, this weakness of Armando is solely based on the body of the women he is sleeping with(which are all A Grade) and though to some degree this is true(his obsession with perfection etc.) there's more to it. Armando, aside from having slept with her and saying he desired her, has never acted eager to jump her bones or expressed it like he has about all the other women he has been with. He has never made her feel validated as women for her body, though she knows he has an emotional attraction to her, she doesn't believe he has a physical one(I'll get to that scene in time ok! for now I'm talking about it like they haven't screwed again) for her, or at least one that matters. So when she sees AA in the office and she looks her up and down Betty compares herself, not as Armando's girlfriend, but as a woman in general.

For us women looks are the most important and most valuable thing we're told we have. Without them, what are we?

When you grow up being the "other" of society standards for women you grow up with no self-worth. Comparing yourself to others becomes second nature. We know Betty has said she grew up lonely, only Nicolas was her friend, kids in school made fun of her. She never had this moment when she looked at herself and was at least okay with what she was staring at. The contrary, she hated it but learned to tolerate it. Her self deprecating jokes were her acceptance of it, her way to cope with the way the world treated her. It was for her to be able to not care as much about it. However the way people treat her based on her looks still stings and this time it's a lot more.

Could you put yourself in her shoes? All your life you go about it feeling lonely, ugly, unwanted, inadequate, etc. and one day after so much heart ache, a terrible relationship that left you emotionally disfigured and scarred, a man that is desired by so many women AND men, who is "educated", "smart", handsome and has a good sense of humor pays attention to you, how would you feel?

Realistically speaking; a lot more insecure.

Some people hate themselves so much that they hate when people take notice of them because it's like saying "you have terrible taste if you like me, therefore you are not as great." Burdening someone with your own self-hatred. Betty has shown this in the past, when Armando first started to pursue her. She asked him time and time again why he'd be interested in her or notice her because a man like him could never notice her as more than just his employee.

AA is the incarnation of Betty's own dilema. Her self-hatred and insecurity as a woman because in her eyes she lacks beauty. Body wise she doesn't have Meat on her bones, she has frizzy wavy hair, doesn't wear makeup and has one eyebrow plus a mustache. However, despite this, Armando has fallen in love with her and in a matter of seconds this is shattered.

Armando forgets who Betty is for him. He forgets what he feels for her, the importance and significance of her to him and his life and is enveloped with the idea of AA wanting to speak to him and not in this "fanatic" manor but as a man wanting to conquer. Betty's ego isn't only hurting but she(in complete) is hurting by this. Next to Marcela she knows she is the one to hold Armando's heart and now his desires, but next to women like AA, she is insignificant not just as a woman, but as a person in general.

Especially after Armando yells at her, after a long time of not doing so, he yells at her in front of AA, he forgets Betty is even in the room or in the world. While with Marcela he tries not to bring her up or the subject of the wedding because he knows it hurts her(visibly kept glancing towards her office when AA was asking about it, confirming that whenever he seeks her comfort when she isn't with him in the room he'll be facing or standing by her office), he doesn't even consider her when AA is the room. She's heard him say he'd forget all of his commitments and relationships and run away with AA and marry her, just that day she saw him kiss a picture of her and basically make out with it.

She believes that unlike Marcela, AA is real competition because she's hawt(even though Marcela is hawt too) however she knows that Armando isn't in love with Marcela or even interested in her for that fact but she knows that Armando is of AA. However again because Betty is so insecure as a woman she believes that she isn't even in a competition with AA, because if AA wanted to, she'd take Armando and he wouldn't even put up a fight, he'd go willingly on the first attempt. Add that to Armando saying that Betty gets on his last nerve?

He dug his own grave.

One could ask how is it possible that Armando didn't pick up on Betty being jealous?

For one because Armando has only experienced Marcela's jealousy which is loud and arrogant. She throws shade, she yells at him, she demands from him. Betty doesn't do that. She interrupts his one on one time with AA by entering his office and looking for some paper work. She drops a box full of things to ruin any momentum he could be building with AA. Her jealousy is displayed in quiet and timid ways. The one time it she makes it "loud" enough is when she hears Armando flirting with AA and steps out of her office and stands in the middle of them, until he notices her, but then, after she bumps into him, he yells at her. You can tell right away this isn't just like when he yelled at her in the past that it made her want to cry(I mean who doesn't want to cry when they're being yelled at) but this time it was something that hurt her deeply. For the reasons mentioned above.

And two because he's clueless. Though in the past episodes we have seen Armando learn to be in sync with Betty's feelings and make an effort to be attentive and understanding, all of that work of his is thrown out the window when AA appears, making Betty not only feel inferior and insecure as a woman in general but making her feel like she's nothing, not even in a "my fav. employee" type of way. He makes her feel worthless as his girlfriend.

This is when the hurt moves on to anger.

Anger at herself and anger at him for making her feel this way.

When the Love Guru brings all of this to his attention, Armando has a face of realization.

He truthfully thought Betty was just being her unaware and naïve employee self. The one who trips, who doesn't back up her files on disks, y'know, the one she was at the start of the novel. He doesn't think that Betty is acting out in jealousy because again she doesn't act like Marcela does.

When he finally realizes this thanks to Mr. Dimples, we see the sudden "oh crap" face. Like it all made sense and he knew he messed up.

It's interesting to see how these scenes play such a huge roll to Betty finally speaking up in the relationship later that night.

Sorry this post took so long for me to write. I wanted to fully understand the huge significance of Adriana Arboleda as she has been one since the start of their affair, unbeknownst of Betty.

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[yyparkq]

milk

“What the hell are you doing here again, Jackson?” you groaned when you saw him sprawled across your sofa, busy scrolling on his phone before you walked in on him inside your own apartment. Without looking back and waiting for an answer, you walked straight to the kitchen.

Jackson immediately rose to his feet upon hearing your voice, his eyes raking your whole body darkly. “You know why I’m here. Your roommate’s having a little too much fun of her own with mine,” he answered, licking his lips as he watched you saunter to the fridge and slightly bend your torso to reach for a jug of milk.

When you turned around, Jackson was already standing on the other side of the breakfast island, blatantly watching your legs with a mischievous glint in his eyes and a smirk tugging on one corner of his lips. You looked down at yourself and realized instantly the reason for his smug face—you are only donning a pair of lace panties and a loose cropped top with your long black hair upped in an overly messy bun.

Jackson slowly called out your name, licking his lips and brushing his hair with his hand in the process. “Are you trying to seduce me?”

Unbothered, you placed the glass on the marble counter and poured yourself a good amount of milk to help you find sleep for another night. Sleep doesn’t come and stay with you for more than a couple of hours—3 at most—these days and you’re not keen on taking medications to fix it just yet so you’re sticking to the conventional way of enticing sleep back to your system.

“Of course I am. I knew exactly you were coming over at this hour so I purposely almost stripped naked in my own house for your eyes to see,” you smarted, each word laced with a mix of annoyance and sarcasm. You immediately regretted the words though, realizing it’s not his fault he was being thrown under the bus by your roommates.

Jackson braced his arms on the counter, leaning over and studying your face. “Rough night, babe?” he asked and you took a good look at him. He’s got his sleeves rolled up and the first few buttons of his navy blue shirt unfastened—flaunting a good portion of his veiny forearm and muscular chest. By the way he was dressed, you can tell he came straight from his office. Shadows under his eyes slightly visible as the weight of the whole week finally wash over him.

“I’m not your friend, Jackson. Don’t you have anyone else to bother your ass with at this hour?” you chided, still feigning annoyance after downing a mouthful of milk. You’re exhausted and wanted to just plop down your bed and drift to sleep. The last thing you could have wished right now is to argue with a Jackson Wang.

Your forehead creased at his unbothered reaction.

With a sharp click of his tongue, his hand darted across space between you two and settled on your lips. Thumbing the corner of your mouth gently, he wiped the remnants of the milk off of you and stared darkly into your eyes.

You sighed and confided how tired you are but couldn’t sleep at all. Tiring yourself out doesn’t prove to be an effective solution for you as you have already went for a run, did a few sets of cardio, and tried breathing exercises—all still resulted in an hour or two of tossing and turning on your bed.

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Jackson quipped.

It took you a moment to grasp what he’s trying to say.

Jackson licked his lips and smirked, “I could help you relax like the last time, you know.”

Cocky little bastard. You rolled your eyes and swatted his hand away from your face. “Oh god, will you please stop,” your cheeks instantly turned crimson at his mere words and you had to fight the urge to bite your lip and moan at the memory of him relentlessly pounding on you in every corner of your bedroom and rendering you limp the next day for work.

Rounding off the breakfast island, he grabbed your waist and hoisted you on one of the high chairs. “That’s not what you said when you were taking me so well that night,” he murmurs at the corner of your lips where his thumb has been on a moment ago. He found purchase standing between your legs. Your arms instantly linking around his shoulders when he started kissing you. His hands caressing your exposed hips.

Meeting Jackson is inevitable since you both live with your best friends—slash—roommates in the big city. Jackson simply couldn’t stand hearing your friend’s endless, loud moans from the other room without being utterly disgusted. He tried to pry it off the first few instances until he couldn’t anymore. But thanks to that one time the four of you went to a party sharing a car. When his friend insisted to carpool and pick up his girl from your home, Jackson took the opportunity to take note of your address for escape in the future. What he didn’t know is that there is you—a roommate like himself—in the picture, after all.  Cocking an eyebrow, he looked at you incredulously as you slid onto the passenger’s seat beside him. You mirrored his expression, frustrated enough to attend another boring party during the weekends.

As you have expected, the party bored you to death. A couple of familiar faces and empty conversations were shared and with the last look on your best friend’s direction who was now openly making out with his boyfriend, you cringed and made your way out of the place, your fingers instantly working trying to get yourself a car ride home. You decided the party is definitely a bad idea.

On the other hand, Jackson’s eyes never left yours. He easily recognized the disinterest in your eyes from the beginning and he was more than ready to drive you back home in an instant—which was totally unlike him since he’s usually the last man to leave at any party. When you got up and out the door, he was immediately on your heels. He pressed his car keys and you almost jolted when the car in front of you beeped loud, followed by an enormous body from your back reaching for the car door. When you turned around, you saw Jackson smiling. His face illuminated by the street lights and faint flashing party lights from the house. You were so clouded by your annoyance in the car ride to the party earlier that you failed to appreciate Jackson’s handsome face and now you decided there’s at least one good thing out of this boring day, and that is meeting this cocky guy in front of you.

Jackson’s hands were busy kneading your perky bust and ass when you pulled a fistful of his hair, creating a space between your faces desperate for oxygen. He looked at you, gasping for air, before latching his mouth to your exposed neck, sucking and licking all your sweet spots all the way to your mounds, earning loud moans from you. He placed kisses on top of the thin material covering your breasts. “You look so fucking good in this,” he growled into your ear. “I want you to keep it on while I fuck your brains out, baby girl.”

Between your legs, you are soaked and the friction against Jackson’s pants is making it harder for you. You whimpered at the lack of action and guided his hand where you needed him the most. Jackson chuckled darkly at your boldness. “Cat’s got your tongue, my princess? You know you need to tell me what you need.”

You gritted your teeth at his game. “God damn it, Jackson. Just shove your fucking dick in my cunt, will you,” you muttered under your breath. Not patient enough to play with his games.

His hands finally went between your legs and pushed your panties to the side. He looked at your face as he dipped a finger into your folds—as if testing if you’re wet enough for him—and started drawing circles on your clit. You shamelessly sang Jackson’s name like a prayer. His ministrations rapidly increasing the tension in your stomach. You ground your hips onto his hands, your eyes wincing shut at the feeling.

“I’ll fuck you so hard in this little kitchen so the next time you step foot in here to get your precious milk, you will remember my cum inside your pussy dripping onto this seat instead,” he growls into your ears as he brought you to climax. “How do you like that, baby?” he taunted you, licking your earlobe.

“You talk too much,” you moaned and reached to palm his dick over his pants.

Jackson groaned at the action and rutted his hips onto your hands. His pace increased, desperate to bring you over the edge and finally sheath himself inside you, causing you to erratically work on him. You shuddered under his hands and reached your climax, but he hasn’t slowed down his actions. You squirmed and twisted under him from oversensitivity but the ruthless man in front of you just continued his ministrations.

“Damn, Jackson—” you panted. “I can’t—fuck.”

“You can, baby. Cum again. Shit. Cum again on my fingers.”

It didn’t take you long before doing so. You thought you might pass out anytime soon until you felt Jackson’s arm supporting your upper body. You opened your eyes and saw him retrieve his hand from your core, gathering your liquid essence through his fingers and bringing it to his mouth for a taste. He sucked his fingers clean and kissed you, letting you taste yourself.

He broke the kiss after a while, “Sleep kicking in yet?”

You shook your head unzipped his pants. “Probably not until you cum inside of me, big boy.”

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What kind of boyfriends are they ? Cursed edition

Author note : Hello ! I hope you’re doing well ♡ I’m super happy to be able to post again, I still need to practice a little bit tell me what you think about this one. I plan to create another série “what kind of significant other are they” but for a lot of fandoms ♡. 

Warning : Some spoilers / Just me fangirling over my crush 

i do not own those gifs credit to the owners 

The weeping monk aka Lancelot 

Attentive : he tends to be quiet but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t notice. He used to analyze everything in order to catch fey or to fight properly and he uses this quality in your relationship. Meaning he will always know when you are down when you are angry or when you’re lying to him. 

Because he knows that he tries his best to act the proper way in order to help you going through what ever bother you. However despite his sensitive nature, he took him a long time and a lot of works to be able to express his feelings. He was raised to be a weapon to be a man, not some Childs who cried over. Be patient with him it’ll worth it. 

Collected : most of people believe that it’s a cursed  but with him it’s actually a good thing, because he is not very loud, fight are non-existent. 

Not because he doesn’t feel angry (he does) but he wasn’t raised to express his emotion or worst let them take the best of him. He is monk so he knows better than falling for wrath. It took a lot to actually make him angry. In the meantime, being quiet means he is pretty good listener and because of that he alway knows what to do when you’re about to start a fight : because he could remember what you say earlier etc. Since he is attentive when it came to you, it’s all benefit for you. 

Kind : there litteraly nothing he won’t do for you. Not kidding this little baby is touch-starved and he can’t help but thank every divinity fey or not for giving such a wonderful S/O as you are. 

He knows he can be harsh and sometimes he can hurt you with his words, he knows he isn’t very comfortable with physical affection. But he is trying. Because of that he will always take care of you as much as possible, and will always reminds you how much he loves you by small gesture. 

The first time you saw him running into you ready to kill every man and then taking you into a safe place. You knew he was in love and that he cared about you. Most of the time he manifests his love to you by small gesture, a little flower on your desk the next morning, your favorite hot drink, a book that you might be into. Anything who appears to be small gesture but means a lot for you. 

Protective : as I mentionned before, he won’t hesitate to kill anyone who might bother you. For him you far too precious for this world, you’re bringing him peace, your his heaven and there no way someone would take you away from him.

Besides no matter how hard you tried, he still believes that you need protection because the whole world is insane and you’re not ready for that. He also knows that he get a lot of ennemies because of what he did, so he has to be near just in case. No matter how hard you tried, he would always ask you to be careful (and would always have his eyes on you just to be sure). He is aware that betraying the church would give him a lot of ennemies who might try to take you away as an hostage. 

Jealous : he is a possessive man fight me on this. I can see him sending death glare at everyone who might look at you for too long. 

This jealousy came from différents things : First since he is a touch starved baby he wants all your attention on him, he doesn’t want someone to enjoy what he should be the one to experiment. Second he knows that you are out of his league, he doesn’t deserve you you’re a whole light while he is nothing but a shadow. He was blessed by your love for him and there no way he would share this. Third, I can picture him as a primal man, no matter how hard he works to be a monk a good believer, I’m pretty sure deep down there is an alpha.

The green knight Aka Gawain 

Emotional : he might be a strong soldier, one of the best fey’s protector this man is a huge teddy bear. I’m pretty sure he is always touching his S/O : taking their hands, hugs them, kiss them. It’s written on his face he is clingy fight me on this. 

In addition I believe he is pretty sensitive and might feel when something is wrong with you. Each time something happen he will always be here reminding you that he is here, nothing is going to happen, you’re going to be fine. He is pretty easy to read actually although he claims that he can keep secret and anything (which is true) he can’t lie to you. You just have a power on him, he get overwhelmed everytime you’re here. So if he is hiding something all you have to do is to look at him right into his eyes and he would give up. 

Protective : not a surprise. He probably lost his whole family and some of his friends as well so he won’t let something happen to you. 

He might be even difficult than Lancelot, because he can be pretty bossy (especially because he works a lot as a leader) , he will order you to stay at your place and to not leave until it’s very necessary (meaning someone is in your house and you need to run away otherwise it’s never necessary for him). He just can’t loose you, it will break him. Also he tends to be distracted because fo you, you just had this power on him.  

Loving : As I said before the man is clingy, but it’s more than : his eyes are screaming « I love Y/N ». He sweats love. I can’t explain he is vibing his love. 

That’s why he is always close to you, always holding your hand, always kissing you (his kiss my god deep and slow to appreciate every second of it the type to take your breath away). When this man loves he L O V E S. When you’re in private he tends to be pretty clumsy which tends to get well... deeper when you two get intimate. Even when you’re not around people can tell when is thinking about you (99% of the time honestly) I won’t be surprised he is the worship type. 

Romantic : I don’t know he just seems to be the kind of man of taking you into a wood walking together until finding a cute little spot with a river or something. Since he is a fey he feels pretty close to earth in general. He is always spoiling you with meaning gift, like a flower who is supposed to represent love, buying you the book you were always talking about.

Maybe this is just me, but I can totally see him doing those kind of things like dancing with you while looking tenderly at you, always showing you off, writing you letter or anything. He spoils you a lot, anytime he gets the chance to buy something he knows you put interest on he would buy without a second thought. Since he is a fey, he is closed to the nature so he might even craft you something like a flower crown or anything. 

Passionate : I told you when he loves he loves, meaning everything he will do to you, he will do it while being 100% focused on you. He wants to cherish you, praises you, makes you feel like you’re a goddes in every way. 

I said his kiss would take your breath away but so does his smile or his caress, he does with such an intensity. No man had treated you like this before. During intimate moment, he would always whisper sweet things into your ear, worship your body as if you were a divinity. At the end of your session you can’t feel unloved that’s absolutely impossible. 

Merlin 

Tease : that’s how he flirts that’s how he seduces that’s how he shows you he loves you. Although he never does this to be mean, he can’t help but giggle at seeing you being all red from embarrassment or because you’re angry at him. 

Most of the time it’s a cute teasing, but when he wants to fluster you he won’t hesitate to use his skilled tongue to tease the hell out of you until you’re practically begging at him for his attention. Of course he will oblige. It’s just so natural for him that he would do it without even realize that he was teasing you. Most of the time it’s all planned, so he can get your attention without asking you to (he is so proud I swear). 

Jealous : okay so Lancelot is jealous in the primal way but Merlin is on another level. He wants you to be his, he wants everyone to know that you’re taken and he won’t tolerate someone flirting with you or even staring at you. 

Unlike Lancelot, Merlin won’t bother sending death glare instead he will fight them : using his power to trick them or using his silver tongue to make them feel like there nothing. Remember that scene with Lenore ? Where her future husband was talking shit about her ? All he wanted was to throw him a spell. Best believe he would the same to anyone who might be to close to you. You belong to Merlin and only him, also don’t expect him to be kind when you two would be at home after the incident. 

Loving : we saw the way he was looking at Lenore, this man like Gawain vibes love. It’s just written on his face, sometimes it’s cursed cause he is alway afraid someone might use you against him. 

But 99% of the time it’s a blessing, Merlin during his long life has experimented every aspect of love sexual or not. So he knows how to please you, he knows how to caress you, how to kiss you, and he is sucker of your reaction each of them are a piece of heaven for him. He is not as passionate as the green knight but you best believe that every inch of your skin would feel loved (and he doesn’t need to have you under him to do that). He has his way to look at you, anyone even people who never meet him before would noticed how he is into you. 

Secretive : because he loves you and would die for you. He tends to keep a lot of things for himself not that he doesn’t trust you, but in his mind the less you know the better. It’s always a matter of what to do to protect Y/N.

So yeah he would have a secret but will never lie to you, that’s something he can’t do to you. Besides he doesn’t need that he get a pretty skilled tongue and knows what to do to bring another subject instead of answering your question. Since he tends to tease you a lot, all he has to do is to tease you so he would be able to change the subject. At some points you would notice his behavior but since he does that all the time you understood that he might keeps so secret between you two which make you sad. Maybe one day you’ll confront him about it ? 

Shy : believe it or not, but the man still feels some butterflies on his stomach every times he sees you. That’s what make him shy. Because he knows he is falling in love but love can be tricky or dangerous so he is a bit afraid besides he knows he gets some reputation. 

So yeah sometimes he is flustered when he hear you laughing or just sees you smile at him.  He takes him time to admit that he is into you but once he admits it, this shyness will leave for a more playful Merlin.  He was with a lot of people during his life, but he tends to got shy everytime you’re acting “innocent”. When you’re taking him on a walk enjoying any treasure that you got from nature, or just enjoying the simple. One day you were in a city, and some bards where playing around you couldn't help but take his hand to dance with him. That spontaneity never failed to make him feel like a teenager living is first love. 

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Incorrect Sanscent Quotes 2

Ships: 

Errorink

Dustberry

Horrorlust

Kreme

Crossmare

Scifell

Afterdeath

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Ink: There is no good reason why we can’t sit down and have a conversation!

Error: I have a reason.

Ink: Which is?

Error: I. Dont. Like. You! 

Ink: Really?! You cant say one thing you like about me!?

Error: ...

Error: I like it when your sad.

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Random Person: Wow I’m surprised that those idiots haven’t gotten hurt yet.

Nightmare: ...Idiots? 

Nightmare: *turns around*

Nightmare: wait....

Nightmare: *sees that his crew is doing idiotic shit*

Nightmare: THOSE ARE MY IDIOTS-

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Geno, to the the others: Imagine that someone gives you a box with something in it that you lost during your life.  

Ink: Wow! My mental stability, where did you find it?  

Dream: My sanity! I haven't seen this in years!  

Blue: I knew I'd lost that happiness somewhere!  

Geno: ...

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Geno: I swear one of these days I will grab your neck with both of my hands and break it.

Reaper: How? You cant even reach it.

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Error: I cant believe we are stuck in this room together!

Ink swallowing the key: Yes truly unfortunate.

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Dream: Im sorry, what are you supposed to be again?

Ink: Im going as me...

Ink: But sexier.

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Dream: Im not mad, I just want to know why you guys would need a fake ID.

Ink: *incoherent mumbling*

Dream: what?

Blue: You need to be over 18 to hold the pets at PetCo...

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Ink: Attention crew, this is your captain speaking, we’re about to be experiencing some heavy turbulence shortly so please strap in. Blue just betted that i couldn’t do a 360 barrel roll in this thing and let’s just say that i’m about to be 20 bucks richer real soon.

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Cross: Did you bring the sun boy?

Killer: What?

Cross: You know, the star sans that makes you giggle all the time.

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Blue: What are you 5?

Ink: Yeah, five heads taller than you!

Blue:

Ink:

Ink: Im sorry please dont kill me—

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Nightmare: What are we doing?

Cross: Wasting our lives.

Nightmare: I meant for lunch.

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Dust: He died of natural causes.

Horror: You pushed him off the roof...

Killer: Gravity is natural.

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Nightmare: At least im going to die doing something that I love.

Error: And that is?

Nightmare: Dying.

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Blue: How long are we going to stand here and let him keep doing that?

Dream: Just give him a minute.

Ink: *pushing on a door that clearly says pull*

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Dust: Everyone knows the four steps of being apart of the Bad Sanses.

Dust: 1. Make a plan

Dust: 2. Execute the plan

Dust: 3. Expect the plan to go horribly wrong

Dust: 4. Wing the hell out of it.

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Ink: Okay guys who painted the Mona Lisa?

Killer and Blue: Mona Lisa...?

Ink: No it was DaVinci....

Killer and Blue: DA VINKY....?!

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*playing truth or dare*

Horror: Okay...uh, Killer? Truth or Dare?

Killer: Dare. 

Horror: I dare you to call Classic Sans’s, Papyrus. 

Killer: Thats easy. 

Killer: Siri call Pappy. 

Siri: Calling “Daddy”....

Killer: WAIT NO- NO- NO!!

*Dreams phone rings*

Everyone: ....

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Dust: I didnt get that drunk last night.

Killer: Dude you literally started flirting with Blue.

Dust: So what? He’s my boyfriend.

Horror: You asked if he was single...

Cross: And cried when he said he wasnt. 

Dust: I-

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Blue: I smacked a mosquito that tried to bite me, and I killed it.

Blue: Then i thought, “Its just trying to get its food.” 

Blue: What if I tried to get food from the fridge and it just slammed the door shut and snapped my neck....

Blue: How would I feel?

Lust: Are you okay...?

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Nightmare: *spins around in a chair ominously* I’ve been expecting y—

Nightmare: *chair continues spinning* shit-

Nightmare: *tries to stop spinning* shit!

Nightmare: *tries to grab something to stop spinning* sHIT!

Nightmare: *falls out of chair* SHIT

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Lust under his breath: Future husband say what-

Horror: What?

Lust: [internal screams of joy]

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Horror: Wow Boss you’re smiling a lot did something good happen?

Nightmare: Can’t I just smile because I’m happy?

Cross sighing: Killer fell down the stairs.

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Ink: Okay, I have a plan but I need some help.

Dream: *spins a wheel with everyones names on it* Sci, its your turn.

Sci: Damn it.

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Blue: Would you slap Ink for 2 million dollars?

Error: I would roundhouse kick him in the face for free.

Dream: Same. 

Blue: Guys-

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Killer: Hey Dream do you have two tongues in your mouth?

Dream: What? No.

Killer: Do you want to?

Dream: W-what-

Ink: What?

Blue: What?

Horror: What?

Dust: What?

Nightmare: WHAT.

Killer: wHaT- wHo sAiD tHaT?! 

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Horror about to murder Dust for breaking his lego death star: I know what you are going to say... he’s my friend and I should try to get along with him-

Killer who helped build the lego death star: Oh no he’s crazy and needs to go down.

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Horror: I put the laughter in manslaughter.

Error: I put the fun in funeral 

Blueberry: I put the D in Dust. 

Killer: *chokes*

Dream: What-

Dust: You smooth little fuck. 

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Ink (rolling unsteadily on heelys): JESUS TAKE THE WHEELYS—

Blue: INK NO-

Error: WHO GAVE HIM THOSE?!?

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Cross: If Nightmare kills us, Im going to get Horror’s ghost to teach my ghost how to play the accordion so my ghost can annoy the hell out of your ghost.

Dust: I’ll just get Killers ghost to kick your ghost’s ass.

Killer: My ghost wont associate with your ghost.

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Horror: I did a bad thing...

Dust: Does it effect me?

Horror: No-

Dust: Than suffer in silence.

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Killer: Wait- so I could have just told Dream I was in love with him?!

Blue: I mean yeah.

Ink: What did you say instead?

Killer: I told him I was straight!

Dust: Killer, no ones going to believe that.

Killer: Oh thank god!

Ink: No one except Dream.

Killer: Shit.

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Nightmare: I feel only one emotion and that is anger

Killer: You drunk texted everyone of us a thousand heart emojis...

Nightmare: Out of anger.

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Horror: I need to get something off my chest-

Lust whispering to himself with crossed fingers: please say its your shirt- please say your shirt...

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Horror: *choking*

Dust: iM tRyiNg tO cALL 911! But the 9 isn’t working!

Killer: Just flip your phone upside down and use the number 6!!

Horror stopping his choking for a second: what the f-

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Killer: Have you been yelled at by Nightmare yet?

Cross: I’m not scared of him.

Killer: So thats a no-

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Geno: Wait. Are you flirting with me?

Reaper: Have been for the past year, but thanks for noticing.

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Nightmare: Do any of you know how to drive?

Dust: Does it look like we had our lives together enough to learn how to drive?

Cross: I mean- I played Grand Theft Auto before...

Nightmare: Alright that works, Killer got us a van. Lets get going.

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Nightmare: *Locks Dust in the car.* Act like a child, get treated like a child.

Dust: What? Isn't it illegal to leave a child locked in a car?

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 Nightmare: *Answers phone.* Hello?

Cross: It's Cross.

Nightmare: What did he do this time?

Cross: No, it's me, Cross. It's actually me.

Nightmare: What did you do this time?

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Nightmare: Fuck capitalism. It's a rigged system that keeps us poor and it isn't fair. You shouldn't need to work three jobs to afford basic necessities.

Nightmare, playing Monopoly: Sorry, if you wanted to win you should have tried not being poor.

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 *Sci and Fell are in Paris.*

Sci: I'm...moved. I...I don't know what it is I'm feeling right now. I feel...destiny?

Fell: But...

Sci: I don't know what it is. I feel like... I just never thought I'd see it with my own two eyes. And here it is. It's just there. It's right in front of me, and...

Fell: This is what you wanted to see? The bridge from Inception?

Sci: Yeah.

Fell: But the Eiffel Tower is behind us, babe.

Sci: Yeah, but this is the bridge FROM INCEPTION.

Fell: Okay, alright.

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 Error, about Ink: He's speaking some kind of French.

Cross: Let me handle it. I speak Spanish. It's the same thing.

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 Blue: How do tall people possibly sleep at night when the blanket can't possibly cover you?

Dust: Blue, it's four o'clock in the morning.

Blue: So, you can't sleep, huh? Is it because of the blanket?

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 Dust: Damn, Sci, are you secretly cool?

Sci: Well, poker is just math, so I guess it depends on if you consider the mathematician, Carl Friedrich Gauss, cool.

Dust: I do not.

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 Error: Are you trying to seduce me?

Ink: Why, are you seducible

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Killer: Who the fuck--

Cross: Language!

Killer: Whom the fuck--

Cross: No.

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 Killer(or Cross): We both look very handsome tonight.

Dream (or Nightmare): You know, if you'd just said that I looked handsome, I would have said, "So do you."

Killer (or Cross): I couldn't take that chance.

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Dram: I sort of did something and I need some advice, but I don't want a lot of judgment and criticism.

Ink: And you came to me?

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Blue: Between Error, Killer, Cross, and Ink -- if you had to -- who would you punch?

Dream: No one! They are my friends. I wouldn't punch any of them.

Blue: Ink?

Dream: Yeah. 

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Fell: I think I just figured something out. I got to go.

Sci: Aren't you forgetting something?

Fell: Uuh...*hesitantly kisses Sci's forehead before running out.*

Sci (blushing a bit): No, pay your bill! Damn, who raised you?

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Horror: So what do you have planned for the future?

Killer:...lunch?

Horror: No, like long term.

Killer: Oh...um, dinner?

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 Random Person who just met Killer: What's wrong with you?

Killer: Off the top of my head, I'd say low self-esteem, a lack of paternal affection, and a genetic predisposition for anxiety and depression.

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Killer: When you have lived with the Bad Sanses as long as I’ve had you develop thick skin.

Ink: Blue is not your color. 

Killer: BLUE BRINGS OUT MY NONEXISTENT EYES YOU JERK-!

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Dream: You’re stupid. 

Ink laughing: Is that all?!

Dream: Oh dont worry, give it time. It’ll eat at you.

[Later]

Ink: Am I stupid?

Blue: Just a little.

Ink: Damn him.

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Killer: Horror, just remember just because it can fit in your mouth. Doesn’t mean its food.

Horror: *spits out wrench*

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Blue: Oh my god, guys...Santa...he wont be able to reach us this year!

Ink: Um Blue-

Dream: Ink, I know what you are going to say, and im gonna stop you right there.

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Cross: Nightmare can you call the Bad Sanses over, they arent listening. 

Nightmare: Why? I’m not their mother.

Cross: Just do it. 

Nightmare: Ugh, fine whatever.

Nightmare: GUYS! Get over here!

The Bad Sanses: *immediately runs over to Nightmare and are lined up like ducklings following their mother.*

Nightmare: I-

Cross:

Nightmare: Wait- no! I-im not! Listen... LISTEN! Im not their-

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Lust: Name three things that would ruin a first date.

Ink: I- uhm, Shitting my pants-

Geno: saying I love you.

Dust: Killing them. 

Lust:

Geno:

Ink:

Dust:

Lust: Did this happen?

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Nightmare: You know, when I said yes to the Truce this is not what I expected to happen.

Dream: You and me both brother.

Blue and Dust: *almost burning down the kitchen*

Ink and Error: *having a contest on who can eat the most sweets before throwing up*

Lust and Horror: *watching the chaos and doing some wholesome flirting*

Sci, and Fell: *their experiments blowing up half the time*

Cross and Killer: *screaming on the railing of the second floor*

Geno: *passed out on the couch*

Reaper: *floating over Geno*

Nightmare and Dream: ....

Nightmare: Is it too late to return them all?

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Reaper, covering the phone to talk to Geno (or Lust take your pick): I'm talking to my credit card company. I tried to get an online subscription to the New Yorker and they declined me. Apparently, based on my previous purchases, they assumed it was fraud. That's crazy. I'm fancy. One time I had coffee-flavored ice cream.

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Nightmare: Is anyone going to tell me what's going on in here?!

Horror: It's kind of complicated, but Kill-

Nightmare: Got it. Forget I asked.

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 Ink, who is not named Kyle: So I said to myself: Kyle-

Blue: Wait, Kyle?

Ink: That's what I call myself.

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 Sci: Lust, where have you been? You left your cell phone in your desk and I assumed you were dead.

Lust: Uh, I would clearly be buried with my phone.

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 *Watching a horror movie.*

Fell: Are you scared?

Sci: In this economy who wouldn't be.

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 Blue: I have edge.

Dust: You really don't. You are literally the most wide-eyed person I've ever seen. You have the face of a cartoon lamb.

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Dream: Just be yourself, say something nice.

Ink: Which one? I can't do both.

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Horror: There's nothing that can dent our impenetrable bond.

Dust: I have a secret boyfriend.

Horror: You're dead to me.

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Fell: Classic, I think you should play the role of my father.

Classic: I don't want to be your father.

Fell: That's perfect. You already know your lines.

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 Killer: Did you notice how hot your brother has gotten?

Nightmare: *Glares.*

Killer: Because I have not!

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 Sci: Everyone know what they're doing?

Lust: In general or the plan?

Sci: The plan, Lust.

Lust: *Sigh of relief.*

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 Killer, Fell, Dust, Error, or Nightmare: How do people not swear??? Like where does their anger go?? How do they show their enthusiasm??? What if they stub their toe??? Like saying golly gosh isn't really going to cut it Barbara.

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 Ink: *Playing out of tune guitar.*

Error: Hey, you take requests?

Ink: Sure.

Error: Please stop.

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 Fell: What's your biggest fear.

Classic: Being forgotten.

Fell: Damn that's deep.

Fell: Mine is the Kool-Aid man but I feel kinda stupid about it now.

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 Reaper: *Texts Geno about what kind of teddy grahams they want.*

Geno: Honey.

Reaper: Yea wassup.

Geno: Just realized u was saying the flavor you wanted. Not addressing me endearingly.

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 *In the chip aisle at Walmart, doing a late-night grocery run.*

Cross: *Minding my own business, looking for tortilla chips.*

Cross: *Finds tortilla chips.*

Dream, to Ink: See, he knows what he's here for. He knows what he's doing. Be more like him. MAKE A DECISION, INK.

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 Killer: Is 4 a lot?

Horror: Depends on the context. Berries? No. Murders? Still no. Ex’es? Yes.

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Fell: Be careful.

Classic: I always am.

Blue: I respectfully disagree.

Horror: I don't think any of us are.

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Sci: I wasn’t sure what kind of chocolates you liked so I got them all.

Fell: Sci... there are like 300 boxes here.

Sci: I panicked, okay?!?! Valentine’s can be very stressful.

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Blue: Alright I need you to swear-

Ink: Fuck!

Blue: AS IN PROMISE-

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Killer: So, I'm going to grab a healthy breakfast.

Dust: Are those gummy bears wrapped in a fruit roll-up?

Killer: Breakfast burrito, but yeah.

Dust: I pity your dentist.

Killer: Joke's on you. I don't have a dentist.

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Dream: Oh, babe. I didn't want whipped cream.

Killer: Well let me fix it for you, babe.

Ink: And this isn't soy.

Error: Sucks to be you.

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Nightmare: [Pointing at the broken coffee machine.] So. Who broke it? I'm not mad, I just wanna know.

Dream: ...I did. I broke it.

Nightmare: No. No you didn't. Dust?

Dust: Don't look at me. Look at Horror.

Horror: What?! I didn't break it.

Dust: Huh, that's weird. How'd you even know it was broken?

Horror: Because it's sitting right in front of us and it's broken.

Dust: Suspicious.

Horror: No it's not!

Reaper: If it matters, probably not, but Lust was the last one to use it.

Lust: Liar! I don't even drink that crap!

Reaper: Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?

Lust: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Reaper!

Dream: Okay let's not fight. I broke it. Let me pay for it, Nightmare.

Nightmare: No! Who broke it!?

Horror: Nightmare...Geno's been awfully quiet.

Geno: REALLY?!

[Everyone starts arguing.]

Nightmare: I broke it. I burned my hand so I punched it. I predict 10 minutes from now they'll be at each other's throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick.

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Ink: How much could I possibly owe you? Fifty/sixty bucks?

Nightmare: Two thousand, four hundred and thirty seven dollars.

Ink: Dollars?! Wait, of course dollars. Why was that the part I was surprised by?

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Ink: I guess that's your new best friend now, Dream. Emphasis on "Iago," backstabber.

Dream: I'm surprised you've read Othello.

Ink: What the hell's Othello? I'm calling you the parrot from Aladdin.

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 Lust: Reaper, don't take this the wrong way, but, you're insane.

Geno: That may well be, but the fact is, it wouldn't kill us to meet some new people.

Reaper: For the record, it could kill us to meet new people. They could be murderers or the carriers of unusual pathogens. And I'm not insane, my mother had me tested.

Lust: Reaper you’ve never had a mother-

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Lust: Why are you crying?

Some random person: Because I'm stupid.

Sci: That's no reason to cry. One cries because one is sad. For example, I cry because others are stupid, and that makes me sad.

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