#it’s both cute & sad how people pull away p quick from hugging me for the first time like it’s a halfhearted affair
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SFW Alphabet - Barbatos
I know I haven’t posted in a while, but since today’s Barb’s b-day, I decided I would
A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)
The thing is, he actually really loves giving affection. He’s usually just busy, so he never has the time. But when he does have time, expect him to be all over you (respectfully of course). His favorite form of affection is when one of you is cooking and the other will come up and give a hug from behind. He melts no matter which position he’s in.
B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)
Most of y’alls hangouts include baking or having tea. He also likes when you follow him around while he works so that he has company. In his free time, he likes to take you to different stores and restaurants in both the Human World and the Devildom so that you two can sample what they have. He’s also lowkey chaotic, so he might drag you into pulling pranks every now and then.
C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)
Again, he’s actually really affectionate, so cuddles aren’t off the table. For him, cuddling after a long day is a great way to unwind. It’s also one of the few times he lets his guard down a bit and actually begins to relax. Basically what I’m saying is, please give this man cuddles. He deserves it.
D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)
He’s honestly one of the best choices if you want to settle down. He can cook, clean, and any other chores you so desire. And he also loves the idea of settling down. He’s been working for so long and, while he loves his job, it can be pretty taxing on him sometimes. The idea of just leaving it all behind to settle down with the one he loves sounds like a dream to him.
E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)
Probably the bluntest out of anyone. Like, he does not care about how the other will react. He’s more used to people breaking up with him since he cares about his job more than them in most cases, so if he’s the one initiating the break up, then it’s for a reason. And that reason is probably not a good one. He will probably make the person cry.
F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)
Marriage isn’t all that interesting to him. he doesn’t find it all that necessary like others do. To him, just being together is enough, so he doesn’t need anyone to certify it for him. However, if you wanted to get married, he would never refuse.
G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)
He’s surprisingly gentle. He understands how sensitive emotions can be, so he’s super careful with the one’s he cares about. The last thing he wants is to hurt someone he loves, so he’s super gentle. He’s also aware of how physically strong he is, so he tries his best to control himself so that he doesn’t accidentally lash out and hurt you.
H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)
He doesn’t have a lot of time, so hugs are usually rare. But he loves them anyway. they’re a great way for him to recharge throughout the day. Just pop in every now and then and give him a quick hug and he’ll just die but you won’t know that.
I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)
It takes him a long time to say it. Not necessarily because he’s scared or not ready, but just because he doesn’t see the point in rushing it. He knows you love him and that he loves you too, so he knows the words themselves aren’t needed. When he does say it, it’ll be absolutely perfect.
J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)
He may seem like he doesn’t get jealous, but he does. In fact, he gets insanely jealous, especially of the brothers. You spend so much time with them, and he never has any time to spend with you since he’s always working. He hates that you two never seem to have time to be together, and that ends up making him jealous. Just give him some attention and he should calm down some.
K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)
His kisses are so amazing. He always knows just what to do and when/where to do it. You will always be satisfied with him. His favorite place to kiss you is the nape of your neck since he likes the reaction it gets out of you. He also likes when you kiss his cheek since he finds it cute.
L = Little ones (How are they around children?)
Oh, he hates kids. Absolutely despises them. The only exception is Luke since he is tolerable for the most part. But other than that, kids are one of his least favorite things. They’re messy, loud, and distract him from his work like Dia and the brothers lol.
M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)
He usually has to wake up pretty early in the mornings, so they can go one of two ways. If you’re an early riser like him, you two will get ready and go to the kitchen to have breakfast together before he has to start work. If you tend to sleep in, he’ll get out of bed without waking you and send in another servant to bring you breakfast in bed with a schedule of where he has to be today so that you can come find him.
N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)
Night time is pretty much the only time he ever gets to just relax and not have to worry about work. Expect to be pulled away to his room and not leave until morning. This is maybe the only time he can spend with you without the fear of being pulled away from you, and he’s going to enjoy it damnit.
O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)
I doubt he’d ever reveal everything about himself. After all, he is quite mysterious. Obviously, he’d trust you enough to open up about some aspects of himself, but mostly just surface level things. If you really want to know something about him, your best bet is going to Diavolo, and even then it’s most likely a lost cause.
P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)
This man is the definition of patient. It takes a lot to rile him up enough to actually snap. He’s been working a Dia’s butler forever now, so he knows how to keep his emotions under control. He may feel irritated or annoyed fairly often, but he will not let it show unless he is truly angered.
Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)
Of course he remembers absolutely everything about you. You so much as mention something you enjoy, he already has it to give to you. He has a great memory, and that’s only enhanced by how in love with you he is.
R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)
He isn’t one to have any one specific favorite, but he does love any time you two bake together. It’s such a calming thing, and you two can simply just have fun alone without having to deal with Dia or the brothers. It always brings such a smile to his face when he remembers all of the baking sessions you two have had. Even if you don’t know how to bake, that’s fine with him, cause he’s with you.
S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)
He’s very protective, but in a subtle way. He’s never one to be bold or over the top, but he still feels the need to protect you if he ever feels you’re in danger. Honestly, he’s scary enough on his own, so most other demons tend to leave you alone if you’re with him. And because you’re always around him, his scent started to rub off on you, alerting other demons to stay away even when he isn’t there.
T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)
He’s used to planning huge events, so he can go as all out as you want. You want a party with every demon in the Devildom? It’s done. You just want a lowkey date alone with him? He can do that to. It all depends on what you want him to do.
U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)
He has a hard time separating himself from his work. After all, he’s been working for Dia for so long, so it makes sense that it would be hard for him to leave it alone, even for a few hours. Sometimes, you may have to pull him away from his work and force him to rest. If that doesn’t work, you might have to talk to Dia about getting him some time off.
V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)
He is concerned with his looks, but only because of who he works for. He knows that he has to keep up appearances lest he embarrass Dia at all. Other than that, he could honestly care less about his looks.
W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)
Quite honestly, he was already incomplete before he even met you, and he’s still somewhat incomplete now. He’s never once felt whole, and that didn’t change very much when you arrived. Yes, he loves you, but you didn’t change much of how complete he feels inside. So, yeah, he’d feel incomplete without you, but he feels incomplete regardless.
X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)
This isn’t so much a headcanon as just me being an angsty mess, but I just love the idea of him being lowkey jealous of Lucifer. I mean, ever since Luci fell and started working for Dia, he’s been getting so much credit for basically everything. I like the idea that maybe he gets a bit jealous of Luci and the attention and praise that he gets despite doing the same amount of work. (and yeah, I know this totally isn’t the case at all, and I’m sure he gets plenty of attention, but I love the idea of jealous, and kinda sad Barb).
Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)
He doesn’t like someone who's lazy and doesn’t take work seriously. he also doesn’t like anyone who consistently distracts him from his work without legitimate reason. Also anyone who insults Dia or presents any possible threat to him. Other than that, he’s surprisingly chill with almost anyone.
Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)
More like lack of sleep habit honestly. I genuinely don’t believe that he sleeps. And if he does, it’s for a couple hours at the most. Really, he just works too much to sleep that much.
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So we meet again part 3 (finale)
pairings: Poppy x Bea
the last part of the series! hope you guys enjoy this❤️(also i marked parts as flashbacks in case it gets confusing, also i didnt read over it thoroughly so i apologise for any mistakes)
NSFW, bit of swearing
taglist: @cloud9in @somewillwin @alleycat97 @baexpoppy @save-me-the-last-dance @helpconfusedpersonhere @dopeyouth @iamsimpforpoppy @alexlabhont @thedaft1 @veenast @cloakanddaggerthings @crazzyplays
wordcount: 3.5k (a nice long ending ig)
part 1 and part 2 is available in case you need a refresher Part 1 Part 2
*Flashback*
After the Christmas Party, the lines between Poppy’s rules had been beginning to blur, with the two women meeting up more often and Poppy would even sneak over to Bea’s dorm, granted if Zoey wasn’t there. Poppy would let Bea stay for cuddling, for they would skip sex and go straight to just holding each other in either comfortable silence or talk about anything and everything.
“So where’s new money?” Poppy takes the hood of her coat, as she enters the dorm, conspicuously glancing around the apartment.
“She’s gone to LA for a bit to be with her mom. Come let’s go to my room.” Bea nods towards the strawberry blonde, and Poppy saunters past her, already on her way to the room. Bea follows, a wolfish grin on her face as she pushes Poppy against her bedroom door, placing her lips against hers, for a long kiss.
“Eager are we Farmsville?” Poppy breaks the kiss, her eyes burning into Bea’s, her eyes gleaming with amusement. Bea answers with a kiss, her fingers gripping at Poppy’s sides, as her eyes burn with desire. Bea leads her to the bed, pushing the strawberry blonde onto the bed before covering her body with hers, already locked in a passionate embrace.
“Bea…” Poppy moans out, as Bea scrapes her teeth against her neck, before softly biting down. Bea smiles against her neck, kissing up to her jaw, her eyes meet Poppy’s, full of admiration. She leans down, nipping at Poppy’s lips as her hands find her way under her clothes, stroking the junctures of her hips eliciting goosebumps. She makes quick word of stripping Poppy of her clothes, before taking off her own, wildly throwing them around the bedroom as she kisses Poppy with great intensity. Bea presses her knee between Poppy’s legs, as Poppy slowly rocks her hips against it, deepening the friction. “God!” Poppy screams out, as Bea begins alternating between kissing and biting as she moves down her body, until her head lies between the strawberry blonde’s legs.
Bea slowly rubs Poppy’s thighs, slowly pulling them apart as she gives a teasing lick to her inner thigh, evoking a sharp intake of breath from Poppy. “Do you like that?” Poppy violently nods her head, her fingers intertwining in Bea’s hair, pulling her head closer. Bea begins sucking lightly at Poppy’s button, her fingers teasing Poppy’s entrance before dipping inside, pumping in and out. Poppy’s toes curl as she lets out a loud moan, her head thrown back.
The room is quiet, excluding the heavy panting of the two women, as Bea moves up onto the bed, her arm snaking around Poppy’s waist, pulling her closer. Poppy subconsciously begins drawing lazy shapes against Bea’s stomach, lost in thought.
“You okay?”
“Hmm?”
“Are you okay?”
Poppy shudders, moving closer to Bea, “just a little cold.”
“I can fix that,” Bea shuffles off her bed, moving towards her closet before pulling a hoodie off a hanger before throwing it at the strawberry blonde, “here.”
“I’m not wearing that.”
“Fine stay cold.” Bea nonchalantly shrugs before getting back into the bed.
Poppy stares at the hoodie, contemplative for a few moments, before sighing heavily, before sliding off the bed, putting the hoodie on. She pulls down at the hem slightly, the size of the hoodie making her seem smaller than usual.
Bea’s eyes languidly roams Poppy’s body, “see, fit for a queen.”
*Present*
Over the next couple of months, Bea and Poppy had been going on more dates, enjoying each other’s company and reigniting their past passion while exploring the new depths of their relationship. However it wasn’t always good, old habits die hard and with Poppy and Bea, they had a lot of bad habits.
“I just don’t get why it’s such a big deal!” Bea runs a tired hand over her face, clearly drained from the argument.
Poppy huffs, standing a little straighter, anger written all over her face, “because it is! Excuse me if I don’t want my personal life advertised to the world.”
“You do that everyday on your Picta. Just admit it, you don’t want people to know we’re dating, just like in college.”
“God can you let that go? We were different people back in college, it’s not the same thing.” Poppy clenches her jaw, balling her fists up as she stares down Bea, not willing to back down.
Bea holds eye contact for a few more moments before breaking it, training her eyes to the ground. “I don’t want to keep fighting,” she mumbles out before stalking towards the front door, opening it.
“Where are you going?” Poppy asks, her voice quiet.
Bea sighs, her body visibly deflating, “I just need some air.” She walks through the door, closing it behind her, not waiting to hear Poppy’s response. She walks through the streets of New York until she finds herself standing in front of Zoey’s apartment, and after some slight hesitation, she knocks. After a few seconds, the door opens and Zoey looks over at Bea, her brows creased in confusion.
“Hey girl, is everything okay?”
Bea blinks back a couple of tears, her voice breaking, “can I come in?”
“Yes of course,” Zoey moves out of the way, allowing Bea to come in, and gestures towards the couch before sitting on it. “Jesus Bea you look like hell, what happened?”
“Things with Poppy have been rough to say the least.” Zoey momentarily winces at the mention of Poppy but she quickly masks her loathing.
“What happened?”
“I wanted to post this cute picture of us on Picta but she started a fight saying she doesn’t want me to post it because she’s saying she’s not ready but we've been together for 5 months now.” Bea cradles her head in her arms, obviously tired. Zoey slides closer to her, rubbing comforting circles on her back.
“Hey, it’s okay,” Zoey speaks softly, her voice lulling Bea back into safety as she wraps her arms around her pulling her into a hug. “Look, I don’t want to say I told you so…” Bea groans, evoking a laugh from Zoey. “Come on, I told you this would happen, it’s just like college.”
*Flashback*
Bea knocks on Poppy’s bedroom door and a few seconds later the strawberry blonde opens it, a stunned look on her face.
“Hughes? What are you doing here?”
Bea walks into the room, her smile on her face, so broad as she turns to look at Poppy, “I was thinking-”
“About?”
“About us.” Poppy raises an eyebrow, the rest of her facial expression stoic. “Be my date to the end of year gala.”
Poppy lets out a humourless laugh, “it’s official, you’ve gone crazy.”
Bea moves forward taking Poppy’s hands in hers, “just hear me out.” Bea takes a deep breath, before her eyes meet Poppy’s, “we have this thing going on between us and it’s been amazing but to take the next step. I want Belvoire to know that I’m with the most beautiful girl.”
Poppy slips her hands out of Bea’s hands, crossing them over her chest, “there’s no us.”
Bea’s facial expression falters, the wide smile transforming into a disappointed frown, “I don’t understand.”
Poppy feels a pang in her heart as she watches Bea’s face fall, but she finds a tiny strand of anger in her body and she holds onto it, attempting to make this encounter easier for her to bear. “There isn’t an us, what’s hard to understand Farmsville?” Poppy makes her voice as blunt and monotone as possible as she shoots daggers into Bea’s eyes.
“What about the last year? What about everything we’ve gone through?”
“Stop using words like us and we!” Poppy shouts, wildly throwing around her arms, “it was literally sex, it doesn’t mean anything.”
Bea bites down on her bottom lip, “just sex huh? I don’t believe it. What about the nights you asked me to stay, or the nights we talked. You’re saying they meant nothing to you?” Poppy sees the sadness swimming in Bea’s eyes, forcing her to turn away from the girl, her eyes trained on the ground.
“It didn’t mean anything to me,” Poppy mumbles out.
“Bullshit! I don’t believe that Pops.”
“Don’t call me that! We aren’t anything, Farmsville and I certainly don’t want to be your stupid date to the gala.”
“I don’t believe you, look me in my eyes Poppy and tell me that it never meant anything and I swear-” Bea swallows heavily, tears brimming in her eyes, “I swear I’ll walk out right now and I won’t ever bother you again.” Bea steps in front of Poppy, her head levels with hers as Poppy meets her eyes. “So?”
Poppy trembles slightly, as her fingers toys with the hem of her top, “it meant nothing to me.”
Bea nods in understanding, acceptance written on her face “okay.” She sniffles, wiping away the tears from her eyes, “have a nice life Poppy.” Bea walks out of the room, not bothering to look back.
*Present*
“That was different Zo.”
“How so?” Zoey raises an eyebrow.
“That was when we were all worried about rankings and sabotage and all those petty things.”
“Are you sure she still doesn’t care about things?” Bea playfully nudges Zoey, laughing slightly.
“Yes I’m sure. It’s just I don’t get what the problem is this time. I mean college was a tough time for us both but now, I don’t get why she’s so hesitant.”
“Commitment issues?”
Bea shakes her head, “she seems pretty committed to me, she just doesn’t like being open.”
“Whatever it is I know you’ll guys will work it out, and if you don’t then at least you can move on.” Bea stares off into the distance, silent. “Bea, hey I was kidding.”
Bea gives a small smile that doesn’t reach her eyes, “yeah I know. Anyway enough about my problems, are you excited for your album coming out.”
Zoey squeals, jumping up and down in her spot, “yes! Oh my god I can’t believe it’s out in a week. How’s the release party looking?”
“I got us a great place at a club.”
“VIP?”
“VIP treatment baby!” Bea cheers, pulling Zoey into a hug.
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Slightly buzzed, the group make their way to the club, all in high spirits as they skip the line after showing their IDs and making their way to the VIP section. Bea sidles up to the bar, ordering shots for the entire team as they gather around the woman of the hour at the other side of the club.
Once the tray of shots is delivered, Bea hands them out, before taking the last one, raising it in the air, “Let’s all raise our glasses for this incredible woman, who’s hours away from releasing her first ever album worldwide,” Bea gestures for everyone to lift their glasses, a wide smile on her face, “here’s to you Zoey Wade.” The group throws back the shot and begins cheering for Zoey. “Speech, speech, speech” Bea chants as the rest of the group follows suit, their attention focused on Zoey as they clap and cheer.
Zoey awkwardly smiles, clearly bashful. “I never really thought I would be able to make a name for myself outside of my mom and I’m just thankful and grateful for my amazing team who helped me get my feelings out and make incredible songs out of them.” The group laughs whole heartedly, and Zoey raises her drink in toast. “So this isn’t only a celebration for me, but a celebration for us all, so let’s party it up.” She throws back the shot, and everyone follows suit cheering as they do.
“You didn’t have to do all of this Bea,” Zoey says sheepishly.
“Ummmmm of course I did, my best friend is releasing an album! I know how hard you’ve worked on it Zo, if anyone deserves to celebrate it’s you.” Bea pulls Zoey in for a hug.
“This club is great, how did you find it?”
“Poppy owns it.” Zoey's face falls, “Hey, she offered to the party to be held here, a way to say sorry for everything at college.”
“So where is the queen b right now?”
“Right here.” Poppy walks over to the girls, taking her place next to Bea. “I’m really happy for you Zoey, if anyone deserves this, it’s you.”
“Thanks.”
Bea looks between the girls, sensing the awkward tension between the girls augmenting. “Hey why don’t I get us some drinks?”
“Sure.” Poppy gives a small smile as Bea walks over to the bar before awkwardly turning to face Zoey. The pulsating music from the club causes Zoey to lean closer to Poppy.
“Whatever you have going on with Bea, you better not break her heart.”
“I won’t,” Poppy replies, “I care about her a lot.”
“Sure you do, but we’re not at Belvoire anymore. No more games Poppy, I won’t let you hurt her again.”
“Trust me when I say that’s the last thing I want.”
Before Zoey can reply, Bea saunters back holding out shot glasses for Zoey and Poppy to take. The women throw back the shot before Bea turns to Poppy whispering in her ear, “dance with me?”
Poppy looks at Zoey in the corner of her eye before replying, “sure.” Bea leads her into the middle of the crowded dance floor, pulling the strawberry blonde close to her body, wrapping her arms around her waist while Poppy’s hang around her neck.
Bea lets out a small laugh, “what’s so funny?” Poppy inquires, raising a brow.
“Nothing, just looking at how far we’ve come. You remember the first time we were in this club together?”
Poppy hums in content, “I recruited you to help me take down Chloe.”
Bea leans down to whisper in Poppy’s ear, “and then you dragged me onto the dance floor. Practically couldn’t keep your hands off me.”
“If I’m remembering correctly, you slept with me so you could backstab me.”
Bea’s grip on Poppy tightens, “mmh, I did want to get revenge yes, but I’m pretty sure you were the one who suggested sex in the first place.”
Poppy laughs, “you might be remembering that wrong.”
“Pretty sure I’m not,” Bea leans in to give Poppy a sweet kiss, until Poppy abruptly pulls away, pressing her lips together in a thin line.
“Bea we’re in public.”
“So? We don’t know anyone here.”
“I invited Veronica and Chloe to be here tonight, they could be anywhere.” Poppy pulls herself away from Bea, “I’m going to get a drink, do you want one?”
“Nah I’m good you go ahead without me.” Poppy heads over to the bar as Bea makes her way back to the VIP section, seeing a small group forming. “Hey what’s going on here?”
“Bea!” Veronica aims her phone at Bea, a wide smile on her face.
“Hey V,” Bea gives the ombre-haired girl a one armed hug, “how’s everything been?”
Veronica turns off her phone, a tired look on her face, “Good, tired but life has been good.”
“How’s life been for you Farmsville?”
“It’s been great, I’m still waiting on you to do your review on my new restaurant.”
“Ah so the truth comes out, you only wanted me in New York for clout.”
“Hey Poppy invited you here to celebrate Zoey, and get some clout of her own for her club.”
“Hey Farmsville!” Chloe stumbles towards the girls, pulling Veronica and Bea into a strong hug slightly spilling her drink on Bea as she does.
“Chloe! You seem drunk,” Bea swipes at her shoulder, cleaning off the liquor.
“Yeah these drinks are awesome,” Chloe hangs her tongue open, fumbling with the straw until it’s in her mouth. “Hey where’s new money? I think she has been avoiding me since I sent her over my newest clothing line.”
“Hey Chloe? Did you ever think to become a dance choreographer? I mean you practically lead the Zeta girls back in college, why not do it now.”
Chloe stares at Bea, deep in thought, “maybe you’re not full of bad ideas.”
Chloe saunters off deep in thought as Zoey lumbers into the group, carefully looking around, “is she gone?”
Veronica snorts, “yeah yeah, she’s gone now. Hey there’s Poppy.” Veronica waves her over and Poppy walks over to the group, her eyes conspicuously trying to not look at Bea.
“Hey V, remember to get good shots of the dance floor and on the bar.”
Veronica rolls her eyes, “yeah, yeah,” her eyes dart between Poppy and Bea, watching as the two girls try not to look at each other. She then looks over Zoey, silently gesturing between the girls. Zoey gives a subtle nod, and Veronica grins. “I need a drink, Poppy join me?”
“Sure.”
The girls move towards the bar where Veronica turns towards the strawberry blonde, a sly smirk on her face, “So. You seeing anyone?”
Poppy huffs, “here and there. I like to keep my options open.”
“So the fact that Bea is staring right at us, has nothing to do with anything?”
Poppy freezes as Veronica grins at her, “I don't know what you’re talking about.”
“Come on don’t lie to me. I know you guys were screwing each other during senior year.”
“What? No we weren’t.”
“Let's cut all of the false bullshit, come on, what’s going on with you guys?”
Poppy sighs defeatedly, “Fine, we’ve been seeing each other for the last couple of months but it’s like I’m destined to screw up my own life.”
“What do you mean?”
“Bea is amazing, I just sometimes don’t think I deserve her.”
“Nah, nah, nah, none of that depressing crap P. You deserve to find someone who makes you happy and I’ve been here what five minutes? I can practically sense the love already, go and talk to her and fix whatever you messed up.”
“How do you know I’m the one who messed it up?”
“Because if it was Bea she would’ve fixed it already, now go.”
Veronica shoos Poppy away as the strawberry blonde sidles up to Bea, whispering in her ear, “come somewhere quiet with me?” Bea nods as she follows Poppy to the back office, muffling the sounds of the music.
“So what’s up?” Bea crosses her arms together, looking expectedly at Poppy.
“I don’t like this rift between us, and I know it’s my fault I just-” she sighs heavily, hanging her head in defeat, “i haven’t ever properly done the whole relationship thing and I don’t want to mess it up but it seems like that’s all I’m doing.”
Bea uncrosses her arms, reaching out to place her hand against Poppy’s cheek, “you’re not messing up anything. We just need better communication.”
“Bea, I know in the past I treated you like crap and I don’t even know why you want to be with me.” Bea opens her mouth to retort but Poppy shushes her, “let me finish. I don’t know why you still want to be with me but I’m so grateful that you do. I have something to admit to you.”
“What is it?”
“When I went to your restaurant, it wasn’t a coincidence.” Poppy takes a slow steadying breath, before her eyes meet Bea’s, “Veronica dropped that you asked her to give your restaurant a review so I subtly told Darren’s best friend about it so he could recommend it to Darren and I could come and see you.” Bea looks at Poppy in surprise, her mouth hanging slightly open. “I tried acting all cold and distant but in reality I was happy to see you and when you kissed me I was surprised. I didn’t expect you to still have feelings for me, so I got my father to hire your company last minute for the dinner.”
Bea lets out a small huff, “once a schemer huh?”
Poppy nervously chews on her lips, worry etched on her face, “the reason why I’ve been acting so weird is because I love you Bea Hughes, I always have. And for the first time, I’m not scared of admitting that I-” Bea silences Poppy with a deep kiss, tangling their tongues together as Bea’s hand snakes around Poppy’s throat, squeezing slightly as she kisses her harder.
“I love you too.” Bea continues kissing Poppy, with great intensity but Poppy pulls away resting her forehead against Bea’s.
“Do you have your phone?”
“Uhh yeah.”
Bea takes her phone out of her purse and Poppy takes it out of her hand, swiping to the camera, “smile,” Poppy presses her lips against Bea’s cheek, taking a series of photos before swiping through them looking for the best one. “This one.”
“What do you want me to do with it?” Bea replies, confused.
“Post it on picta, duh. I want the world to know I’m dating the most incredible girl.” Bea feels a warmth in her chest as she uploads the photo before taking Poppy’s hand re-entering the club.
“I saw the picta post, I guess congrats are in order.” Veronica smiles at the girls while Poppy looks around and locks eyes with Zoey who gives her a small nod, content. Poppy pulls Bea in for a kiss, a smile on her lips.
“I love you Bea Hughes.”
“And I love you Poppy Min Sinclair.”
Chloe stalks up to the group, waving her phone in her hand, “you’re dating Bea? Seriously?”
Poppy looks up at Bea, warmth in her eyes, “Yep I sure am.”
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heyy can i request sfw letters A, K, Q, S and nsfw A, C, P, Q, X for sakusa, osamu and hyunjin(skz) im sry if its a bit weird putting them all tgt hehe
sure thing, it’s no biggie :) hope you enjoy
(apologies for any grammar errors. i am sorry that this took so long, i hope that didn’t bother you :). )
Characters/People: Sakusa Kiyoomi, Osamu Miya, Hwang Hyunjin(skz)
Sakusa:
A = Admiration Sakusa admires your determination. he loves when his s/o has their head on there shoulders and know what they won’t to do in life, being that he is a so called realist as he would say. he would talk to them about their ambitions and dreams, listening to them ramble on and on about what they wanna accomplish. he finds it interesting and quite cute even though he won’t say it to them. he would 100% support and help them.
K = Kiss Sakusa likes to kiss his s/o on their forehead. he’s giving me that kinda vibe, as well as cheek. he is tall after all so i feel like he would kiss you there for that reason as well. he like how simple the action is yet shows so much feeling whenever he does it. the way that he would kiss his s/o would be very gentle but yet lovingly. he would do at the most unexpected times. he’d just hook his finger under their chin tilting their head up and lean down placing a soft kiss onto their own.
Q = Quarrels i don’t think he would really argue back, he’d just stand there in listen, of course judging them with his eyes. the reason for this argument would probably be over him being petty. the argument would be finish within 10 minutes because of his s/o getting fed up and walking away but the tension would carry on to two days. he would apologize by text and in person once again. he’d show up to their door asking for their forgiveness and tell them he’s sorry.
S = Sad when their s/o is sad he would usually ask them what’s happen and if they wanna talk. but for the most part he would just be there with them and keep them company while they cuddle up close to him, waiting until they are ready to talk. when he is sad, the best way to cheer him up would be buy him Umeboshi (basically a fruit related to the apricot) and surprise him with a warm bath. always gets him every time. if that’s what he’s really up for, show him affection and that you are there for him. tell him you love him.
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A = Aftercare during aftercare he’d try his best to very quick yet so delicate. he makes sure to shower himself and his partner. after that long session and being covered in fluid along with sweat he for sure wants that off of him quickly. he’d dress his partner first so that they could go to sleep then quickly join them in bed after he changed the bedsheets.
C = Cum Sakusa’s cum would be more liquidity side but still sticky and white. it usually shoots out in short stings but can be long depending on how hard he’s been. he like to cum in his partner’s mouth or along their tits, somewhere where it wouldn’t be such a mess or hassle to clean later on. he likes to see their swollen lips wrapped around him as he ejaculates down their throat. it turns him on to the max.
P = Pace i firmly believe that Sakusa would be very slow and deep. i could just see him having his partners legs on his shoulder as his hips slams down against their thighs. he rolls his hips into them, pulling out slightly before slamming back into cause their eyes to roll. but he could always be rough and fast if he wants to. when he’s been needy all day, for sure he would rearrange their guts.
Q = Quickie Sakusa view on quickies is that he don’t mind them but wouldn’t do it often. he doesn’t get horny that easy so he wouldn’t do it that much. and if he is, he’d probably most likely wait until both him and his partner are in private. he wouldn’t wanna risk get caught by someone if he were to fuck you in the bathroom or dressing room of a store. he might do it, once, twice or maybe about five times if his s/o really beg him to. and that’s a lot of work. obviously he won’t be able to hold back any longer with the way they’re touching on him like that, so he will gladly give them what you want.
X = X-ray i would say that i think Sakusa’s length would 5.7 when soft and 6.6 when it’s erected. as for width, he a little thickness, but not a lot. it has a slight curve going upwards that would almost instantly hit that spot when he enters inside. it would be so hard to not come to fast, the pleasure.
Osamu:
A = Admiration Osamu admires your optimism. they always see the best in things. they never doubt yourself or anyone around them. they believe in people and the pros of every situation. there is never a time where they would be negative about a something, always positive. always that positive and good energy radars from them even in the worst of time and cheers everyone up around them. he absolutely loves that about them and tells them that every day.
K = Kiss he likes to kiss his partner on their lips and possibly on their temple as well. he likes the way the lips feel against his. he like the intimate gesture that it shows. he’d kiss them whenever he feels like it. at home, out on a date, at work- okay maybe not at work but he’d kiss them as he likes. he kiss their temple when they are cuddled up or hugging each other. he kisses that area in an indication that he’s there for them always and for comfort. he’s always available. he’s never busy for his s/o, just call him and he will be there right away.
Q = Quarrels he’d be the be quiet at first and then once he’s had enough he would argue back. the cause for the argument would probably be him getting mad over Atsuma flirting with them. it would go on for an hour with insults being thrown back and forth, and the tension between each other would go on for as long as he would handle, probably till late night or bed time. his way of apologizing would include him sitting on the bed and saying that he was wrong for what he did, and he shouldn’t have acted that way. he’d embrace them in a hug and kiss their temple.
S = Sad when his s/o is sad he would buy food for the both of them and share. he’d curl up in a blanket with them and eat as they talk out their feelings. Osamu would listen, comforting and offering a shoulder to cry on. he will not move until they’re better. when he isn’t in the best of moods, the best thing to do is surprise him with food and watch a movie. nothing makes him happier than his s/o by his while he eats delicious food and watch a great movie. that’s always the best day of his life.
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A = Aftercare aftercare with Osamu would be like heaven. he’d take his time to make his someone feel at peace and relaxed. running a bath and giving them a massage. absolute best. he’d then get them dressed and ready for bed. then doing the same and cuddling up to them.
C = Cum Osamu’s cum would be white and creamy as it shoots out at a fast pace. it could sometimes be sticky. he’d prefers to cum on his someone’s stomach. he enjoys watching the way they tremble with their chest heaving up and down as he ejaculates on them. it’s such an amazing sight to see.
P = Pace Osamu would start off slow then gradually speed up. he’d the the same spot over and over again, having his partner’s legs shaking. he’d lean down nuzzling his head in the crook of their neck as he slams into them at an angle that makes their heads loll back. once he feels them about to cum, he will lean back on his heels, pull their hips of the bed and fuck then until the cum all over his dick.
Q = Quickie he does mind at all. Osamu is down to do whatever they wanna do. from going down on his s/o in the locker room, to fucking them while at a family gathering. he’s down for whatever his baby wants.
X = X-ray i feel like he, he’s a solid 7. erected and not. the width would be about 3-4 inches not too big but enough to feel the stretch. it curves a bit to the right and is fully circumcised.
Hyunjin:
A = Admiration Hyunjin love the fact that you light up the room everytime you walk in. anytime that you come to visit him at dance practice or at the dorms, the boys would always be happy to see you. there’s never a time where you fail to put a smile on his face. he is absolutely in love with everything about you.
K = Kiss Hyunjin enjoys kissing on your neck. he like to lean in and just leave soft kiss trails up to your ear. which is you absolute weakness. he loves the smell of your perfume everytime he nuzzled close to you. it’s the best scent ever. when y’all are cuddling he would pull you close to his chest and kiss up and down your neck while having his arms wrapped around your waist.
Q = Quarrels an argument would probably be based around his well-being. you are always telling him that your worried about his physical and mental health. you constantly encourage him to not care about what people say, and focus on himself, but of course what they say can still get to him. then he would be like your overreacting and your acting like his mom, you fricken lose it on him. the argurment probably lasts like 20 mins, 30 tops if he argues back. when it’s time to apologize, he usually looks you in the eyes while hand your hands and saying that he’s sorry for not listening and calling you his mother and he will try to be better.
S = Sad when your sadness takes over, he’s immediately by your side to cheer you up. he lay with you as you talk your problems out. he hugs you tight telling you that you are important and you mean everything to him. a big sweetheart. when he’s sad the best thing to do is make him smile. it’s completely hard for him not to smile around you period. you light up his world. as a little extra, buy the baby some sushi. he will be extremely happy about it.
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A = Aftercare aftercare with Hyunjin is very lazy. after you guys came down from cloud nine, he has his arms wrapped around you as he pulls your back to his chest panting heavily. his voice groggy tells you how amazing you were and massages your hips to calm you down. after 20 minutes are so, he’d finally get out of bed dragging you both to the bathroom to wash off. he’s help you wash up and rinse your body very softly. when you’re both done, you both get dress and cuddle and talk till you fall asleep
C = Cum Hyunjin’s cum would be slightly clear and thick. it shoots out in long strings and is sticky. Hyunjin probably prefers to cum on you chest and stomach, it always his go to place. if he’d feeling hot, he just might cum on your face, only if you allow him to.
P = Pace Hyunjin’s pace of a very steady and slow pace. he will have your legs wrapped around him as he pulls out half way and push back in, hitting that spot so precisely. your legs would be shaking, eyes rolled back and your body clinging on to his for dear life.
Q = Quickie not the biggest fan on quickies honestly. but if you had offered to suck him off in the dance room when the boys aren’t there, who is he to say no to that. he would be hesitant because he wouldn’t want to be caught and get in trouble. tell him how much you want to do this and he’s instantly taking his pants off.
X = X-ray Hyunjin is probably at best 7 inches and slim. the shaft isn’t that big but the tip makes up for it. it kinda curves upward close to the tip and has a big of foreskin.
#haikyuu!!#haikyuu imagines#haikyuu headcanons#haikyuu reactions#haikyuu osamu#haikyuu sakusa#anime haikyuu#haikyuu alphabet#haikyuu smut#kpop stray kids#stray kids#hwang hyunjin#hyunjin#skz hyunjin#hyunjin headcanons#hyunjin smut
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You Got That Look In Your Eyes (Part 2)
Summary: Dean is back in town to take the reader on their first date...
Part 1
Pairing: Rockstar!Dean x reader
Square: Rockstar!AU
Word Count: 3,100ish
Warnings: language
A/N: Written for @spndeanbingo
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“Who’s the hot date with?” teased Eileen, munching on a bowl of popcorn on your bed.
“She’s not telling apparently,” said Donna, stealing a handful from the bowl.
“That’s also the third time you’ve put on that dress,” said Eileen.
“It’s definitely edgy,” said Donna.
“You mean slutty,” said Eileen.
“Guys,” you groaned. “I asked you to come over to help me.”
“If you’re going for slutty, that’s the one,” said Donna, rolling off the bed as you threw your head back. “Alright, alright.”
Donna walked into the closet and you lay down on the bed face first.
“I take it you’re over douchebag,” said Eileen. You nodded and she laughed, rolling you into your back. “You just did your makeup. Come on.”
“Well it’s too much,” you said, going into your bathroom and washing off your face.
“Is she having a meltdown cause I totally just found the perfect outfit,” said Donna.
“Y/N? You freaking out on us?” asked Eileen.
“It’s just a guy,” said Donna, wandering into the doorway, holding up a flowery dress and your ripped denim jacket you forgot you even owned.
“That’s cute,” you said, wiping off your face.
“Wear your booties with it and this guy will be all over you,” said Eileen. “So who exactly has got you all in a twist?”
“You don’t know him,” you said, taking the clothes from Donna.
“Go light. It’ll go better with that,” said Eileen.
“Do you want to do my makeup for me?” you asked.
“I’d love to,” she said, grabbing your mascara out of your hand.
“Eileen,” you sighed, letting her turn your cheek.
“Fine. But I get to do your hair,” she said, slapping the tube back in your palm.
Half an hour later you stood in front of your mirror, hair in a fishtail braid and smoothing out your dress.
“I bet this guy is gonna love that,” said Donna over your shoulder.
“Well he’s gonna be here soon so…” you said, all three of your heads whipping around when the doorbell rang.
“I’ll get it!” they both said, skirting out of your room.
“Guys!” you said, both pausing at the top of your stairs. “Can you two please reign it in? And like not be here when I get back later? I like this guy.”
“Well she’s been smiling goofily at her phone the past three weeks. I hope she likes him,” said Donna as you headed down the stairs.
“Please stay up here until I’m gone?” you asked.
“Duh,” they both said.
“Thank you,” you said, jogging down the stairs and quickly opening the front door.
“Hi, sweetheart,” said Dean with a big smile, handing over a small batch of flowers. “You look beautiful.”
“What’s he look like?” you heard whispered from the balcony.
“I can’t see. He brought her flowers though. Point one for him,” said back Eileen. Dean chuckled and you rolled your eyes.
“Roommates?”
“Annoying ass friends who should go away now!” you shouted up the stairs. “I’m sorry.”
“It’s cool. I have been looking forward to this for weeks,” he said.
“You look pretty. Handsome. Pretty handsome,” you said, putting a hand on your face.
“I already know you’re a dork,” he laughed. “But thank you. You ready to go?”
“Let me just stick these in some water,” you said, jogging to the back of the house. You set them in a tall glass for now and headed back to the foyer, slipping on your shoes.
“So,” said Dean, wrapping his hand around yours once you were outside and walking to what looked like a nice rental car. “Your friends sound fun. Let me guess. Eileen and Donna?”
“How’d you know?” you asked.
“Oh, you’re always talking about your besties. It’s cute. I’m glad you got them around,” he said.
“They’re annoying...and they want me to get over the douchebag,” you said.
“Are you?” he asked. “We can keep this completely platonic if you want.”
“I am and I didn’t say I wanted to do that,” you said. Dean hummed, giving you a small nod.
“Good cause you have been flirting with me like crazy,” he said, smirking as he walked around the other side of the car.
“Keep it up, Winchester, keep it up.”
“Jeez,” you said twenty minutes later when you were downtown. “Am I dressed up enough?”
“Yeah,” said Dean. “I’m the one in jeans. Come on.”
You followed him into one of the arguably nicest restaurants in town and started to frown.
“I hope I’m not disappointing you but I just wanted to say hi to a friend quick. I haven’t seen him in a while,” said Dean.
“Oh. That’s cool,” you said, surprised when you started to head back into a kitchen and poked one of the cooks in the shoulder.
“Deano?” he said as he spun around.
“Hey Benny,” said Dean, getting wrapped up in a big hug. “Been awhile.”
“I haven’t seen you in a year, brother. So you think that little music thing is ever gonna work out for ya?” he teased.
“Who knows? You ever think that cooking thing will work out for you?” laughed Dean.
“Good seeing you. You look happier than I’ve seen lately,” he said, looking at you. “Well hello. You are far too attractive for my friend here.”
“This is Y/N,” said Dean.
“The Y/N?” smiled Benny. “Wow. Dean’s got such a crush on you.”
“Thank you, Benjamin,” said Dean.
“I think your friends would get along with mine,” you laughed.
“You got any friends as half as good looking as you and I’m all in,” said Benny.
“Down, Benny,” said Dean.
“You guys eating here?” asked Benny.
“Nah. Just wanted to stop by,” said Dean. “Tour’s ending soon so I should be around more.”
“Well let me know. We’ll grab a bite and a drink at my place,” said Benny. “Actually how about at yours, rich boy.”
“I technically still live at home,” said Dean. “I don’t even have a house.”
“That’s because you’re indecisive,” said Benny. “Now you two go enjoy your date.”
“Later, Benny,” said Dean, leasing you back outside of the restaurant. “Thanks for that. I haven’t seen him in forever.”
“It’s no problem. He’d probably get along with Donna if I think about it,” you said.
“Donna’s a cop, right?” he asked. “Benny would love that.”
“Well maybe if this goes well...we can have a little get together,” you said. “When you’re done with your tour.”
“I can’t wait to just sit down and do absolutely nothing,” he said. “Just sit with a guitar and just enjoy playing.”
“You still enjoy it?” you asked, walking with Dean along the sidewalk.
“The music, sure. It’s pretty cool hearing a song you wrote sung back to you by a ton of people. Hearing it on the radio is pretty incredible too. But I don’t really like the famous part. I hate going to events and stuff like that. I’d rather be hanging out or having a backyard bonfire,” he said.
“I get that,” you said. “I think you should stick with it though.”
“You think?”
“Yeah. Take a break, get your head on straight, get some good people around you. You’re not some rookie anymore,” you said.
“True. Not been much in the mood to write until recently,” he said.
“You know this is going to sound bad but I totally went and bought your album on iTunes,” you said.
“Well I appreciate it,” he chuckled.
“Wanna know my favorite song?”
“Baby,” he said, your eyes wide. “You seem like a Baby girl.”
“I know it’s not the song that was a hit-“
“It is actually the worst selling one if you can believe it,” he said.
“I really like that one,” you said.
“You know that song isn’t about a girl? It’s about that car my dad and I are fixing up. We call her Baby,” said Dean.
“I like it cause it’s a little sad,” you said.
“I wrote that when I found out I was going on tour,” he said.
“I like it,” you said with a shrug.
“I’ve been working on another song. This one actually is about a girl,” he said.
“A break up song?” you asked.
“A getting together song,” he said. “You know, when you got a new relationship, that sort of thing.”
“Oh really,” you said.
“Totally different girl, not you,” he teased.
“What’s her name?”
“...shut up,” he said, smiling when you grabbed onto his arm. “I mainly got the chords down is all.”
“Is it a happy song?”
“Very,” he said.
“Good,” you said, Dean swinging your hands together. “Where we eating dinner?”
“You’ll see.”
“I love the food trucks,” you said, halfway through your fish taco ten minutes later. “The douche hated them.”
“A cheater and he doesn’t like great food? What’s wrong with this guy,” said Dean, shoveling some brisket in his mouth.
“We work together,” you said. “Sorry. I’ll shut up about him.”
“He an ass at work?” asked Dean.
“No. It’s awkward. He cheated on me with one of our co-workers,” you said. “Work sucks right now.”
“Take some time off, recharge,” he said. “Get away from those guys.”
“I can’t. The company is paying off my student loan if I worked for them for five years. I still have three to go,” you said.
“I could pay off your loan,” he said.
“Thanks but no,” you said.
“How about a year from now if we’re still dating and you haven’t gotten rid of me and work still sucks, I can pay it off so you can be happier someplace else,” he said.
“Sure, why not,” you laughed.
“I think my odds of a second date just went up,” he said. You bumped his hip and he returned it, enjoying his fries before he started to tense up. “Can we go?”
“Yeah. Everything okay?”
“Somebody’s watching us,” he said. You looked around, Dean grabbing your hand and quickly walking the two of you out of there. “Looked like some paparazzi person.”
“You really hate being famous huh,” you said.
“Yup,” he said.
“Let’s head back to the car. I got a private place we can go.”
“You took me to a murder barn,” laughed Dean as you pulled him up the stairs.
“It’s...it’s just a quiet place,” you said, guiding Dean over to the open doors up on the second floor, sitting down and dangling your feet over the edge.
“Oh,” he said as he sat down, the night sky on full display. “That’s pretty. How’d you find this place?”
“A few friends and I were riding bikes when we were kids and this huge storm rolled in. We were way outside of where we were supposed to be and we spotted this place and hunkered down here until the storm passed. It’s always kinda been a safe place,” you said.
“Thanks for showing it to me,” he said, finding your hand and lacing it together with yours. “I like you, Y/N.”
“I kinda hoped so after all the flirty texts,” you said.
“You started it,” he said.
“You started texting me first!” you said.
“Cause I knew you’d never text me first. I bet a part of you thought that was a game I was playing,” he said.
“It was a very small part,” you said. “But I don’t think that anymore.”
“I don’t like games. Not those kinds of ones anyway,” he said.
“What games do you like?” you asked.
“I was always a fan of hide and go seek,” he said, hopping up. “Count to a hundred?”
“And if I win?”
“Bragging rights...and maybe I can swipe some extra passes for your friends,” he said with a smile. “Although you don’t have to win to get those.”
“You don’t have to.”
“I want to. You’d have more fun hanging out with them and I’d like to hang out with ‘em. Now, beautiful. Come and catch me.”
“How are you so good at that?” said Dean as you were sat on the hood of baby, eating some fast food take out and sipping on a pair of beers from your six pack an hour later. “Hide and seek.”
“Older brothers,” you said. “Four older brothers to be exact.”
“I see. You were thoroughly traumatized as a child then,” he chuckled.
“Oh, for sure,” you said. “But I got to annoy the shit out of them.”
“My little brother would agree with you on that,” he said. “Is this okay for like, a first date? I know you were probably expecting better than McDonald’s at one in the morning.”
“I like this first date. It’s simple and we’re not stuck in some restaurant where we can't hear each other talk and it’s fun to just bounce around, ya know?” you said.
“Yeah,” he said. “Simple’s nice. I like simple.”
“I still can’t believe you’re dating this guy,” said Eileen, shoveling a few chips in her mouth in the VIP room the next night.
“Want me to do a background check on him?” asked Donna.
“Don, no,” you said.
“Too late,” she said.
“And…” you said.
“Clean record. Apparently he and a friend went for a bit of a little speeding on the highway one night in said friend’s dad’s truck when they were teens. They just scared the shit out of them though. He looks about as harmless as a puppy dog,” she said.
“That’s good.”
“Yeah. Still though. I will kill him if I have to,” she said.
“Me too,” said Eileen, eating more chips. “These are so good. Sam hates chips.”
“Yeah but Sam’s like hot,” said Donna.
“Good point,” laughed Eileen, swallowing hard as she stared past you. “Hi.”
“Hi Eileen,” said Dean, giving her a smile before turning to Donna. “Hi Donna. You guys keeping Y/N occupied for me?”
“Uh huh,” they both nodded.
“Guys. He’s like a regular dude. Stop freaking on me,” you said.
“Regular dude who’s gonna sing in front of like a gajillion people,” said Donna.
“I heard you’re a bit of a singer, Donna,” said Dean. You gave her a grin, Donna glaring at you.
“Yeah...I’m not really great,” she said, poking Eileen. “Eileen. Talk.”
“S’okay. You guys looked like you were having a good time before I interrupted-“
“Your last name is Winchester,” she said. “That’s like...your real name?”
“Uh huh,” he said.
“You wouldn’t happen to be related to Sam Winchester on the off chance would you?” She asked with a swallow. Dean’s face lit up, looking Eileen up and down.
“You’re that Eileen! Oh, Sammy is head over heels for you,” said Dean with a laugh. “He’s my little brother. He pretends we’re not related sometimes. I don't really blame him. But he has a super crush on you. He talks about you for hours.”
“Really?” she said.
“Yeah, he thinks you’re awesome,” said Dean.
“Well, he’s alright,” she said with a shrug, biting her bottom lip.
“You know he believed in the Easter bunny until he was twelve,” said Dean.
“I wonder who told him that,” you said, Dean chuckling.
“Well I’ve got to run ladies. Enjoy the show and if you guys want anything, be sure to go ask Kyle,” said Dean. He nodded for you to walk out with him, Dean pausing by the door. “Small world with Eileen, huh?”
“Your little brother is a lawyer?” you asked.
“Mhm,” said Dean. “I try to keep him out of this stuff. But I mean, not to gossip but Sammy really loves your friend, you know.”
“I think she knows,” you said with a smile.
“Do you want to grab a bite or a drink after the show?” he asked.
“Maybe,” you said with a shrug. “We were thinking of getting a pizza at my house later.”
“I like you guys. You eat all the time,” he chuckled.
“Boys are invited,” you said. “If you want.”
“Can my brother come?” he asked.
“Yeah. Invite your friend Benny too if he’s free,” you said. “You know, Donna’s single and always down to mingle.”
“Alright,” he said with a smile. “Now I really got something to look forward to.”
“Hey, go have fun out there,” you said.
“Okay but only cause you asked,” he said, flashing you a wink.
“You’re ridiculous,” you said.
“But I’m cute right?” he teased.
“Eh…” you said, Dean pouting. “Yeah, I guess you’re cute. Oh hey, what kind of pizza do you like?”
“Whatever you want is fine, sweetheart,” he said.
“Come on. My treat,” you said.
“I never turn down buffalo chicken,” he said.
“You just got more attractive,” you said, Dean smirking at you. “I will order some then and I will see you after the concert?”
“Mhm. Be sure to catch the last song before you head out though,” he said, smiling before he pecked a kiss to your cheek. “Later, Y/N.”
“Alright, I know this is normally the end of the show but I got something new I want to share with you guys,” he said, spinning on his stool, flashing a wink off stage at you. “It’s called Simple.”
“He wrote you a song called that?” whispered Donna in your ear.
“Why?” asked Eileen in your other one as Dean started to strum his fingers.
“Cause for some reason, with Dean, it’s simple.”
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Taz Grad Ep 25
I know I’m a day late and I Skipped last episode im sorry. I got caught up with some stuff. But here we go!
Ranier Jesus, please don’t break your chair.
Argo and Firby just like disappointed “alright let’s go get our idiot
(That’s a sign of an honest friendship right there)
Fitz in the Crypt!
(Band name called it!)
JUSTIN AND CLINT PLAYING THE SKELEBROS OMFG
(That’s v good on Travis’ part so he doesn’t have to talk for so long and also J&C don’t have to sit in silence for large swaths of time either!)
Gurkin is in his idle animation
(I don’t actually know how to spell it so we’re going with that.... But still…)
Tibia was a vampire and has gold teeth!
So polite Fitz. Fuckin waving at the skeletons
”We can go by coco rules here!”
(Thank you for clearing that up because I see it both ways from time to time when the training skeletons come in to play)
Tibia hugs Fitz
(Clint I love you… jfc adorable.)
”I am inside you for sure, for sure!” “Oh, I don’t care for the phraseology of that at all” “I don’t like the physiology of it at all but here we are”
(Very gross but very nice convo here I like the quick wit boys I was cracking up laughing)
God I love that they are doing this digitally so they aren’t in the same room and also it’s a podcast so they have to narrate everything they do “thumbs up”
”I nod knowingly” “he throws both of his hands in the air like ‘weeee!’”
Fitzroy is really sacrificing it all for these skeletons. He’s taking the shittiest route possible to make sure Tibia and Gurkin are safe
(Now that’s a man who is worthy of being King!)
”Ohhhh, Golly. Ohhh Gosh”
(Fitz p l e a s e just say fuck.)
OH THANK GOD good job Fitz using your magic as you should I’m v v proud of you
(I was so worried he forgot he had magic)
”magic never goes wrong for me!”
(Says the man who turned into a plant last time but sure go ahead and believe that)
Firby summons Breeze through the Willows and asks for transportation help!
Woah Ranier’s chair can shrink!
(Classic. Magnus Burnsides and Taako working together I love it)
YO THE FOREST GUARDIAN IS DELIVERING A MESSAGE FROM FIRBY TO FIRBY? WTF
(what does this actually imply for future visits with the “forest guardian”?)
Oooo splitting up the party that’s pretty scary guys
(I don’t think Travis will do you dirty but good lord you’re all apart)
”Choose. *and justify*”
Good god this is comical I want to animate this
(The scene with Tibia and Gurkin pointing and being loveable fools)
Gurkin takes the Helmet key and wears it on his thumb out of the room.
(This is a very good merch opportunity boys please take it I will buy it you have no idea)
”Stairs! *gasp* could be a mimic!” “yep could be a mimic!” “Nah I’m just playing I go up the stairs I’m not afraid of no mimic”
(sir... yes you should be, please be careful)
”May I interest you in a scone?”
(Travis... is this your reference to Klarg and how he didn’t have scones?)
HOW DARE YOU FUCKING CALL FIRBY A THIEF I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU MOTHERFUCKER
(Sorry got a little heated there but the threat still stands)
awe my fucking god Travis bringing baby Dot into the Ad read I’m s o f t
(I live for any McElroy + their kid content like it’s so cute)
RANIER’S DAD IS DARK SKINNED WITH VITILIGO OMFG YESSS!!!!!!! HIS NAME IS Gordy?
(So good I adore this. The name is so funny. Plus all the people who were dead set on Barry being Ranier’s dad are sad lmao)
”it’s a half-elf thing anyway”
(Fitz please)
”Can I be a dad for a second?”
(melted my heart)
”this seems very unfair to you!”
(Felt that ok keep going)
”I’m up for the task but I need help and every time I ask for it there’s all these hoops I have to jump through”
(OK FELT THAT KEEP GOING)
Travis, you are explaining the US/world today I hate you jfc stOPPPP
(Please it’s too meta I can’t)
NOOOOOO FIRBY’S DAD IS DYING NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
”You do not look ill to me”
(Pulling a fucking dad joke right off the bat huh Justin? I like your style)
”I am dying so what do I care”
(Me in the situation of our world today)
AWE AWE AWEEEE FIRBY THINKS OF THE BOYS AS HIS NEW CLAN MY H E A R T
“I have been alone since I’ve left here. Be we are alone. Together.”
”Sleep well we will talk about this more in the morning” “and your father closes his eyes for the last time.”
(JFC I’m CRYING OVER A NEW CHARACTER WHO doesn’t EVEN MAKE IT HALF AN EPISODE)
Firbolg SINGING IN HONOR OF HIS FATHER I’m SOBBING LEGIT RN
(This isn’t a joke. Justin’s voice. Him singing in Firbolg’s voice too? OH my god. The talent, the emotion.)
ARGO AND RANIER TO THE RESCUE!!!!
Fitz is so worried about Firby right away
(omfg my crops are watered, my acne is cleared)
Argo n Tibia
(Yes.)
”No magic except for mine can get in or out of here”
TRAVIS WHAT DO YOU FUCKING MEAN THE FIRE IS FLICKERING IN SPOTS
NO OH FUCK. OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK. THAT’S NOT. JFC
GREY FUCKING GO AWAY.
”I told you that if you left without my permission that I would kill ten students a day until you come back.”
(I didn’t even… consider… the implications…)
HOLY FUCK HELL HOUNDS? FITZ FUCKING SAVE THOSE BITCHES OH DEAR GOD GORDY YOU FUCKED THIS UP DIDN’T YOU?
Griffin, I need this music out ASAP, please. I swear to god.
In other news, I really am excited about next week’s episode. Bc, I think it’s going to be “Hello everyone! Welcome back! Roll for initiative” And those are my fave types of dnd sessions.
#taz#tazgraduation#taz: graduation#tazg#theadventurezone#thezonecast#sir fitzroy maplecourt#fitzroy maplecourt#argonaut keene#argo keen#tazfirbolg#firbolg#taz spoilers
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Little orange bottles
A/N unedited little thing from a while ago, found loads of bits in my notes on my phone read this and though id post it let me know your thoughts ////hella old ngl sounds like shit srry ladsssss xoxoxoxoxooxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxTW--Abuse//Blood//Bad thoughs ig sorry not good w warnings sorry if this triggers anhyone
*beep beep beep*
Your alarm rang through the room for what seemed to be the fifth time this morning.It was now 6:30am and school began in two hours unlike the majority of students in kildare county you enjoyed school and, your (only) friend pope definitely made it worthwile.You both loved school,people like his friends jj and John b didn’t like school.
Why are you awake at 6:30 again?....right!
You look over to yourself in your mirror and glance at your schedule sticky taped to the corner;
*DAISYS SCHEDULE*
6:30-wake up
6:45-shower
7:00-get ready
7:20-read
7:50-breakfast/pillz
8:00-head to Heywards
Obeying the list, you hopped into the shower and got yourself prepared for the day, brushing your teeth washing your face and applying a light amount of makeup. A tinted moisturiser, clear mascara and brow gel, In attempt to tame your wild hair you collected into a cute messy ponytail, breaking three hair bands in the possess. Putting your glasses on you choose your outfit, due to the heat you opted for something casual, a blue denim skirt with a black crop top and a oversized blue flannel top covering just to the bottom of you skirt
You went downstairs and packed some fruit into your bag. Opting to take your breakfast as today's lunch, knowing Mrs. Heyward would invite you in for ‘leftovers’ from their breakfast. Shouting goodbye to your mum who was no doubt still in bed exhausted from her night shift.
Running out the door grabbing your phone, headphones and favourite book ‘to kill a mockingbird’. I plugged in my headphones playing my ‘reading playlist’ and read as i walked up to heywards,occasionally looking up so I don’t walk into any unwanted attention. The third time checking your surroundings you realise you made it to popes in record time, because his mom came out ushering you and him in in for ‘leftovers’ .Pope rolled his eyes sending you a silent apology. You didn’t mind though she was more a mother to you than your actual blood.
“Hey nerd "pope greeted you pushing your glasses up your nose
“Hey geek” you replied, slapping his hands away, he pulled you into a quick hug and followed h8im and his mum into the kitchen.
“Whatcha reading this time?”he asked making you laugh slightly “Harper lee my friend” you replied holding up your book as he rolled his eyes “why am I not surprised ,you know the book doesn't change right every time you read it "he asked playfully “I know pope, but it’s a classic and i don’t have enough to get a new book until my shift next week so I’m not complaining “you sassed
“Yeah you're know that I’ve said you can borrow my books anytime “he asked
“Yeah but you won’t let me write notes in the margins pope! "you explained “because what about MY notes “he exclaimed and you both erupted into laughter.God,you're such geeks you mentally sighed.Mrs.Heyward scolded at us both for arguing and gave us some pancakes and fruit.
Mr.Heward barged through the doors shouting about some ‘arrogant snotty kook man’ and turned around shily when he heard you and pope laughing. "daisy hey sweetheart you need me to save you or you alright?” he asked, referring to his wife’s overwhelming mothering. You shook your head quietly declining his offer, smiling you replied “no sir it's fine, "you laughed "Heyward you need any help with deliveries?” you asked hopeful as you needed to buy some things for school. Being a pogue you tended to have to fend yourself, plus it gave you something to do. “Sure do doll, tomorrow morning,7 sharp you’n’my boy can help out and pope make sure you ask that Maybank if he's helping out too, need to know who goes so y'all come back alive”he joked”thank you sir”you shouted as he was halfway out the door.Turning back round to pope “maybank?” you asked, raising your eyebrow hinting you had absolutely no idea who he was talking about,”my friend jj you know the blonde who gets into all the fights i told you about”he answered and you nodded,still searching for an answer ”he's coming tomorrow?” you quizzed “yeah probably,plus i think it's about time you met my friends they all think i made you up”he laughed”c'mon we've gotta eat then go”
As if on queue Mrs Heyward shouted at you from across the hall telling you to eat before it got cold.After scoffing your breakfast down,it was time to leave.After regular smothering from your second mother you left.
“Sorry about them”he mumbled
“It’s fine it’s nice having the whole parents as parents thing you know”you said .Pope knew about your mom not being around or well really a mom.He said you could come round whenever assuring his parents you were just friends,they loved you.
He nodded”you know your welcome whenever”he said and you nodded again
“Yeah but anyways how you feeling today about mrs.spiky hairs test smartass”you joked “we gon ace it y'all ready know her tests are easy”he dragged
“True I’ve got all a’s every time”you smirked
“Yeah same but to be fair even my friend John b could pass them and he didn't know that there were two different there’s until junior year so....”
You laughed “wait I though that jj was the the dumb one”you asked “there both delinquents but gotta love em.I’m brains of the operation anyways it’s my thang ”he sang causing you to laugh at the way he pinched his shirt and pingged it brushing dirt of his shoulders “you should come to the party tonight and meet them if you want?”he asked and you shook your head “i dont know pope,party’s and me aren’t really a good thing you know how my anxiety gets in groups”you said and he nodded “i know it’s fine don’t worry about it but offers there when you want you could even come out just us on the pouge if you wanted “he offered “they really wanna meet me?”you asked “well they wanna meet MY competition “he challenged “not really a competition there bud” you teased patting his shoulder “but I’ll think about it yeah?”you offered “sounds good and here we are” you turned facing each other then back at the school making your way inside.
“Hey i told jj I’d meet with him just before first lesson give him his homework see you there”you gave him a confused look “they go here?”he laughed “yeah didn’t i tell you”you shook your head no “sorry see you in 10 nerd”he waved “in 10 geek”you repli,ex
Waiting for class to start,you set up outside your classroom and put your headphones back in continuing your book. The vibration of the bell and stampedes of teenagers scurry to their first lesson , you ended up waiting for pope who practically ran down the hall and laughed when your eyes met.
You went in taking your seats next to each other this happened up until break. then lunch you’d go to all your lessons together hang out at break,being antisocial in the library, but at lunch he’s always go off,with the pogues you assume,now knowing they go to your school.At lunch you go outside and walk to the bleachers and sit reading basking in the sun.
After your last lesson with pope you both headed home together dropping him off at heywards halfway.
“Mom I’m home”you shouted slamming the door dropping the keys on the sideboard .After no reply you expected her to be at work so you got started on your homework so you could”relax” on the weekend.
It was now 6:30,and pope texted you telling you the party started at seven and the offer was still up before you could reply,you heard your door slam shut and you ran downstairs hoping you could talk to your mum,and catch up.
You see her figure reach for a cupboard that hasn’t been opened in years left. this was bad.
“Hey mama how was work”you asked with a shaky breath
She glared swigging the bottle
“You know what sweetie “she spat “Mama don’t have to go to work an more you wanna know why because i got fired from work apparently they couldn’t handle me anymore,took to many people on,so sweetie work was fucking awful OK”she shouted
“Oh mum I'm sorry what are you going to do i mean i think the heyw--“
“Oh shut up you’re so pathetic you know,I mean you inside on a Friday night? should you be out like a normal teenager huh?god”she scoffed
“What mom I-“by now half the bottle was empath,being drank with such desperation
“I’ll get another job I’ve already got the heywards they can give me more time and an I-I’ll get a side job we’ll be fine w-we have dads money too”
“Sont talk about hijm!It’s your fault your father left you fucking incompetent piece of shit you make everyone want to leave,no wonder you have no friends. I mean look at you your pathetic you know these people in your books there not real DAISY god why can’t you just be normal you drove everyone away.this is your fault”
Tears were now threatening your eyes,but as you looked into the person infront of you,you didnt see sadness,you saw anger,you saw red.
“Mum Im sorry i-ill-“
Before you could say anything she downed the rest of the bottle and threw it at you.glass smashing everywhere cutting you up.your whole arm started to bleed as you cried out in pain your mum hit you,ran out and slammed the door shut.
she hit you.hit you.you ran upstairs not bothering to protect your arm wrapping it up in an old shirt.you needed your best friend,you didn't have many friends but he was yours you knew that nothing anyone said could change your friendship
So you called him running out of your house in todays clothes covered in blood like you’d been in a fucking horror movie
“Heyyy daisy you change your mind”he answered the phone
“Hey pope I-I need some help my mom a-are you still at a-at the p-party”you stuttered
“Woah woah breathe daisy where are you I’ll come get you okay”
“I’m near the boneyard you still there I-I’m sor-ry f-for calling i didn’t kn—“
He cut you off “no shut up it’s fine where are you,are you hurt what happened?”
“My arm s-she h-hit b-bottle “
“Fuck where are you daisy “
“Oh-oh my god there’s so many people here”you were sure you were having a panic attack by now,-you could barely breathe
“Wait daisy I-i see you I’m coming okay wait there”
“O-okay”
Hanging up the phone you were now just balling your eyes out in pain and hurt. You curled up into a ball only looking up when you could hear pope shouting in the distance.
“Shit daisy”he shouted
“I’m sorry I didn’t know where to go,my mum she she my arm I- I”
Pope wasn’t unfamiliar to your panic attacks,usually being the one to calm you from them,/
“Daisy breath okay”he stroked your hair making you look into his eyes
“What happened “he asked and you showed him your arm “shit daisy that’s close to a main artery your losing loads of blood C'mon let’s get you cleaned up back at the chateau “you just nodded following him his hand holding yours hiding you from the people as you walked past. Arriving at a group of people probably his friends,the pogues,. As your vision begins to go hazy you think that maybe your mum was right you are pathetic .He was out on a Friday night ,I looked like the whole damn school was here.he has his life maybe he didn’t want to be your friend maybe he didn’t want to just hurt you .realizing you were fading out he shook you “shit daisy no no no “he cursed“John b keys I need the keys”you heard him say and they were saying something about him getting some “dude shut up this is daisy she’s hurt “you heard him say and all of them looked at you,but you couldn’t bring your eyes too meet them.Soon enough pope was dragging you away and towards a shack,the chateau.
He dragged you inside and you were sitting on the Island In the kitchen/living room,this was a home.
where was your home now?.
“Here lemme see ''he pulled your arm and started to work. It didn’t surprise you he was so good at this he was always good at first aid but this?
Lucky it wasn't on a actual artery but the blood made it look worse,acknowledging the fact you'd been so quiet,he spoke up “hey D look at me “he said pointing your chin up,looking at you straight in your eyes”what happened,when your ready”he asked.As your breathing steadied,you began to speak “my mom,she got back from work sh-she just lost her job a-and”you stuttered,pausing to collect your breathe
“hey it’s okay take your time okay”he calmed you”she hasn’t drank since..”you stopped and he looked in your eyes.Pope knew all about your dad,leaving you when you were about to go into junior year,you never knew why but one day he was their next he wasn’t,pope helped you through it,when you began to get closer.
“Your dad?”he answers for you
You nodded
“She said that it-it was my fault that he left and that she lost her job an”you gulped,recomposing yourself“How I push everyone away and that’s why I have no friends I mean let’s face it”laughiing a breathy laugh “she’s right”popes head snapped up “Daisy!you have me,D its okay I’m you best friend and you know she’s wrong okay now this is going to hurt”he assured you,before you could ask questions your arm burned up from the straight alcohol he’d put on your arm “FUCK POPE SHIT WARNING PLEASE FUCK”you shouted and he laughed,frowning when he came too “Sorry,shit this is bad daisy,like really bad,I dont know what to do,I can just wrap it up But ii think you should go to the hospital“he said and before you could fight,a deep voice filled the room.
“What the fuck is going on pope”curse from the back of the room.After observing the heaps of bloody tissues and your T-shirt laying next to you“What the fuck happened to her man,who is this?”he asked pope who looked up at you,asking the silent of’should i tell him’ you shook your head with pleading eyes
Pity took over popes vision as he answered JJ’s question“Jj this is daisy,daisy jj”he introduced you and you sighed,finally meeting the blue eyed boy with watery vision“hey,sorry we,urm, woke,you”you stuttered “oh i wasn’t sleeping princess”he winked causing you to furror your eyebrows at the boy you heard stories about ,following up to the elephant int he room.”what happened”he asked,re-observing your surroundings,eyes finally meeting your bloody arm “holy shit you gotta fucking c-cat or something”he demanded .Before you could awnser,a half naked girl stumbled out of his room,pouting
“oh you really weren’t joking when you said you weren’t asleep”you giggle then pope accidentally pressed to hard into your arm making you scream “fuck pope Jesus fucking shit”you cursed
“Fuck I’m sorry but its clean and the plasters won’t do much but I’ll wrap it up anyways i still think you might have to go to hospital”you shook your head “no no no no I can’t pope you know that”he sighed “look nerd you know where she cut look how close that is daisy okay” pointing to your bandaged arm jjs eyebrows furrowed in confusion
You tore away from his gaze to the the floors
“Hey jj,what's taking so long sweets”his guest said,in a thick country accent causing him too sigh turning around going back into his room.You don’t know what he said but five minuets later she was storming out the rusted doors,huffing and puffing, and left and he walked back to you two
“Sorry”you looked at him and his eyes softened.You were gorgeous and so innocent who would do this to you?.he asked himself”don’t be she was to Whiny anyways you saved me”you smiled ,slightly rolling your eyes at the player you'd been warned from.
“Daisy”pope snapped you back to reality “hospital?”
“Pope I can’t I-I’ll just go home and-“you babbled
”no no way you're not going back there daisy okay not if your moms like she is right now”he said under his breath in attempt to be secretive
“Your mom?”jj thought out loud and you just looked at him,mentally cursing yourself
Ignoring the blondes “you know i can’t do that pope”you mumbled looking down.
“Why”he snapped
“Because I live there pope”you paused,forgetting the blonde”you know and it’s not like this is new, you know it’ll blow over”you urged,trying to convince yourself
“And what if i doesn't daisy”he quizzed” what are you going to do then”he asked causing you to freeze and stand in silence.
You walked up and hugged him,stifling a sob.Skilfully dodging your arm,you let go of him and held his stare.
“Pope,your my best friend, okay?Well my only friend. You know that, but you gotta understand why I’ve gotta go home,Besides, she’s probably not even in,she left straight after, she’s probably out okay”you insisted”I’ve got that job with you and your dad tomorrow I’ll see you okay”you insisted
After some silence he looked at you,”I’ll drive you home okay and if she’s there your coming back to mine”he hissed”You can crash in the couch like you did last time okay “he urged”let me just go talk to jj okay”he said leaving you in the kitchen ,now only realizing the blonde had left the room.After overhearing some not-so hushed whispers,pope came out followed by a blonde who carried an angered but also slightly pained expression that left you wondering what pope said in there.Did he tell him about your mum?
After snatching the keys from the side,where you left them,he led you guys into the van.You and pope got into the back and he and just hugged you there it was nice he calms you and you calm him .“Hey pope”you break the silence“Yeah”he returned“Sorry”you apologised“Stop”he spat.
You looked up to him,eyebrows arching up in confusion“What?”you pleaded,provoking him to roll his eyes and your tendency to apologise after any slight inconvenience“Doing it”he grumbled“Doing what”you urged,oblivious to what was annoying him“You always apologise,after everything”he answered letting out a slightly breathy laugh“Sorry”you laugh realising you already subconsciously apologised.“See what I mean”he tutted“Right but thank you”you pushed“Always nerd”he promised“Geek”you sassed,falling into a comfortable silence,enjoying who you considered your family now
“Hey daisy” he broke the silence
“Hm”you humed
“Did you take them today”he asked,you sighed
“I thought I’d be okay pope,i was i promise”you pleaded
“Daisy”he sighed
“I hate them pope,they make me feel so deflated,they make me feel like a monster”you mumbled into his shoulder
“You have to take them daisy you know that”he scolded
“I’m know i Just”you paused
“I know”he cut in
“I don’t want to be a monster anymore pope”
“Your not a monster daisy,i promise,you're amazing bub”he praised
Finally pulling up to your house,met with a cleaver driveway you turned back to pope who was checking for the same thing you were “see”you deflated”i'll be fine see you in the morning,7 sharp kids” you teases in his dad's warning tone
“Daisy i still think you should come back to mine i don't think you’ll b--”
You pleaded his anxious babbling with a kiss on the cheek”see you in the morning”you demanded and he sighed
You popped your head through to the front
“Thank you for the ride jj sorry about interrupting your night” you apologised and he smiled at you”no worries princess,we oughta be seeing you in daylight too though”he asked “maybe blondie”you winked giving pope one last hug before you made your way through the door,treading carefully,just to be safe.
#jj#jj outer banks#jj imagine#jj x reader#jj maybank#outerbanks#obx#obxfic#pope heyward#jj x y/n#jj x oc#pope x yn#pope x reader#pope x oc lovetriangle?#newfic#anypotential whatsoever?#I HAVE A PT2 BC IT WAS SO FFFFFING LONG#LMK IF U WANT IT
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gone world- peter p.
pairing: peter parker x reader
warnings: death
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PETER PARKER
warning: this is sad, mentions of death
my dog is snoring aaah she's so cute
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y/n stark didn't shed a tear when tony stark died.
she had been trained to be strong, and that was what she was going to be. so she shut off all of her emotions, burying them so deep down, she was practically numb.
she held herself together and kept a calm face, as she kneeled down in front of her dying father, smiling at him as pepper and peter cried behind her.
"it's okay, dad. i promise you i will take care of them," she had promised, and he had smiled at her weakly, his smile reaching his eyes.
"i'm so proud of you. i'm sorry i never told you that enough."
y/n noted how hard it was for her father to continue talking.
"i love you, y/n. you- you make me so-" tony paused, struggling to breathe. "happy, and-"
tony wheezed again painfully, and y/n shook her head.
"it's okay dad. you can let go."
tony stark took his last breath surrounded by the people who loved him.
at her father's funeral, y/n ignored the emotions that needed to be let out. she ignored how badly she needed to mourn for her father to protect her little sister, and for peter, who she knew was hurting tremendously at losing another father figure in his life.
she talked about her father in front of his friends, and made them laugh, just like tony had told her he wanted.
at hearing the news that natasha was gone, y/n had completely shut off, not wanting to feel the pain of losing her best friend.
she couldn't even feel it when steve left, barely acknowledging the fact her second dad had left her.
instead, she stood by peter and morgan, holding both their hands and being both their shoulders through their pain, never once asking them to be hers.
y/n read morgan bedtime stories, giving her endless hugs, and made her favorite food, attempting the almost impossible task of trying to make her feel better.
she had given pepper space, and then let her talk to her about anything, making pepper laugh even through her tears.
and she had been there for peter. every second of every day.
she was there each time he needed her; sneaking into his room as stealthily as possible and calming his panic attacks, running her fingers through his hair, and whispering things that made all bad thoughts leave his mind.
and through all that, she had not let herself feel an ounce of pain over the loss of her father, much less the rest of her family.
and it weighed on her, all the emotions she wouldn't let come out made her life hard and being happy impossible.
no one noticed, too busy mourning. she didn't mind, it made it easier for her to hide, to be numb.
she held herself together after losing three of the most important people in her life; deciding to push away much it hurt to lose natasha, her sister, who took care of her and was always there for her since y/n was a child. the person who trained her to be the fighter she was.
she ignored the pain of losing steve, who had taught her about the past, comforting her through breakups and baking her awful cookies, being more of a dad that tony was at times.
instead, she filled her mind with plans to distract her family. she taught herself recipes to surprise morgan with, baked poptarts for thor, and worked with bruce, trying her best to make everyone but her happy.
on one of the nights where all the avengers decided to come over, while putting morgan to bed after reading her a story, her phone vibrated with a text from peter; which she didn't need to read to know he was in her room.
she kissed morgan goodnight, and excused herself in the living room where all the avengers were, heading into her room hurriedly.
inside, her already broken heart broke even more at seeing her boyfriend, his eyes brimmed red from tears, and his curly hair messy.
"y/n..." he started, reaching out to her like a child, and y/n ran over to him, wrapping him in her arms tightly, and playing with his curls soothingly.
her squeezed her close, tears running down his freckled cheeks and falling on her shirt.
she gently pushed him on her bed, where he laid down, snuggling his head into her chest as she laid down next to him, embracing him tightly.
"baby..." y/n mumbled, kissing his wet cheeks as he whimpered, his breathing rapid.
"y/n... i- i don't know what to- to do-" peter stammered softly, and y/n shushed him gently, "it's okay, everything's okay," she whispered, trying to convince him as much as herself.
"make it feel better, y/n," peter begged quietly, squeezing y/n's waist impossibly closer to him, and his cries started to grow, his breathing quick.
"breathe, sweetie," y/n said, and peter obeyed, taking deep breaths, his cries starting to calm down.
"don't leave me too," peter said, and y/n gently pushed his face up to look at her, "i won't, baby. i promise."
"i miss him," peter mumbled as y/n peppered his face with soft kisses.
"i know, pete," y/n said, looking into peter's beautiful chocolate brown eyes.
"don't you?" peter asked, and y/n hummed a yes. peter pulled away, his eyes shocked.
"you don't," peter stated, his eyes scanning over y/n.
y/n stared at him in surprise, understanding that he was just in pain. she took a deep breath, keeping the emotions she had shoved deep down down below.
"of course i do, pete-" y/n started softly, before being interrupted by peter.
"bullshit!" peter accused loudly, and y/n winced, hoping the adults in the living room hadn't heard it.
"peter, please calm down-" y/n said, and she jumped back on her bed when peter walked towards her.
"y/n, you didn't even care when he died. he was your father, and you didn't give a shit." peter said, and y/n gulped, taking deep breaths.
"peter, please, you know i-"
"you're an awful daughter, y/n, he would be so disappointed," peter cut her off, and his words stung, hurting her in such a way she could only see red.
"i know, peter! i know he would be disappointed, that's all he's ever been with me since he met you. he was my father. he saved me, from myself, from from the world. he protected me, and although he didn't do a perfect job, he did it." y/n started, emotions from long before finally bubbling up.
"you think i don't care?" y/n asked angrily, standing up and jabbing a finger in peter's chest.
"i loved him. he didn't want me to know, but nobody wanted me to stay because my mother was one of my father's old girlfriends, but my dad kept me anyways. he gave me a life because he believed in me," y/n spat.
she was so angry, she didn't hear her door open.
"he was my dad," y/n repeated, her voice breaking.
"he was my dad and now he's dead. and i miss him every single day. it hurts me to think about him, and i can't ever stop thinking about him because everything reminds me of him!
"he was your mentor, and my sister's dad, and my stepmother's husband, and my best friends' best friend. i'm his daughter! i see him everywhere! i can never not- i can never not see him or think about him. and it makes me want to give up knowing that i will never see him again," she continued, and peter felt awful, realizing he had been so caught up in his own grief, he didn't see her not grieving.
"i lost my whole world, peter. tasha was my best friend, steve was my second father. i am in pain every second of every day, but i have to keep it together for you and morgan, and pepper, and everyone!" y/n exclaimed.
tears were actively flowing down y/n's face, and she shook as she talked.
"i have to deal with the fact that i wasn't enough for tasha or steve to stay," y/n breathed, voice cracking. she tried her best to compose herself. "but i deal with it," y/n said softly.
"you know why i do that, peter? because my father taught me that everyone else is before me. and so i spend my life making sure that everyone else is okay," y/n explained, sighing as she angrily wiped tears from her face.
"i miss him like hell. and it hurts so much," y/n said, breathing deeply.
"because i know if he hadn't been so damn stubborn he would be here and i would be gone and everything would be okay," y/n muttered, and peter's eyes widened.
"and every day, you, and pepper, and morgan remind me it should have been me and not him! and i know that. and i wish every day it had been," y/n finished.
"i know you're hurting peter, we all are, but you have no right- n- no right," y/n mumbled. she turned, surprised to see the avengers outside her door, listening in.
at the broken looks on their faces, she crumpled, her legs giving out as she sobbed into her hands. "i failed," she whispered, "damn it. i'm sorry," she mumbled.
peter had been left feeling both shocked and guilty, and all he wanted to do was go over to her and apologize, but, bucky had picked y/n up from the ground, and thor was standing in front of peter with clint, and they did not have encouraging looks on their faces.
"y/n..." peter mumbled, starting to walk over to the door, but bruce stopped him with a disappointed look as he placed a hand on his chest, "you messed up kid. now you have to pay for it."
y/n had woken up on the couch, her arms wrapped around morgan, who had, at some point, climbed in with her.
y/n smiled at seeing her little sister, and she started running her fingers through morgan's hair, careful to not wake her up.
as memories of the night before flooded in her brain, y/n groaned, sighing in disappointment at herself.
as she looked down at morgan though, tears stung at her eyes, she needed to be strong for her little sister.
she smiled, even as her eyes burned, remembering how excited morgan was to meet her big sister, and how she had clung to y/n after hearing of her dad's death, hugging y/n's leg as if they had known each other for years.
y/n didn't want to feel it, the effects of losing three of the most important people in her life, but if she didn't, after that past night, she was sure the avengers were going to send her to a therapist to deal with her.
she pulled morgan closer to her gently, kissing the top of her head, before slowly laying her down again, covering her little sister with a blanket as she stood.
she stretched quietly, walking over to the kitchen in search of food, deciding on a banana before going to the training room.
y/n was surprised no one had been waiting for her. after last night, she had thought her uncles would be following her closely, just in case she would explode all over again.
she was grateful it wasn't like that, though, and especially so as she exercised in the training room, sweating out her frustrations.
she was distracted, which led her to be surprised when she was suddenly pinned to the wall, and she cursed, realizing who it was almost immediately.
"clint- what the hell?" y/n asked, before reacting, kicking at his leg harshly and making him fall, quickly pinning him down on the floor, and clint smirked.
he tsked, and y/n rolled her eyes, getting off of him and helping him up.
"what the hell was that about?" y/n asked, and clint shrugged, "never be distracted, y/n. not even in your own training room."
y/n huffed, scanning his face, realizing what he was really doing.
y/n squinted at him, "just say it. just say whatever you really want to say, i know that's why you're really here."
clint's face grew serious, and he sighed. "why didn't you tell any of us what you were going through? we would've helped you, you know?"
y/n shrugged, "i know, that's why i didn't. you had your own problems to deal with, and i can deal with mine very well, thank you."
she started to walk off, but clint grabbed her arm. "you shouldn't have to. we're a family, we support each other."
y/n didn't answer, and clint let her go in defeat.
"and you're more than enough, natasha... she was made for this, she was made to save the world," he said, and y/n sniffled.
"it doesn't make it hurt any less," she mumbled, heading for the bags.
it was bucky who came up to her next, while she was watching television in the common room, laughing at her favorite show.
"hey n/n," he said, and y/n had smiled at him, him and her had grown a lot closer, talking about steve and comforting each other during nightmares.
it was strange, the soldier had come into her life, and she had a strange sort of understanding with him, he was the uncle she never knew she needed. there were few exchanges of words, but it was enough, somehow.
"hi buck."
he hadn't beat around the bush, getting straight to the point immediately.
"it's not that you weren't enough y/n. steve, he deserved to be happy, he deserved to be a little selfish. he almost didn't leave because of you. but he knew you were strong- are strong, and he loved you, doll. he really did. you were the daughter he always wanted. he knew you would be okay. he had finished here. he brought me back, he saw you grow up, he saved the world, he just wanted the girl."
y/n froze, "i don't need- comfort, i, i'm good," she managed, and bucky rolled his eyes.
"come on, y/n, i 'm not stupid. and neither are you, you know not to keep things bottled up, let him in," bucky said softly, and y/n felt herself nod.
"okay," she said, surprised at herself.
she was sitting on her bed, watching television with morgan when peter came up to her.
y/n had just been informed morgan was also mad at peter because he 'made her big sister cry,' so it was really no surprise when morgan didn't greet peter like she usually did.
"um, hey morgan, do you mind if i talk to y/n for a little bit?" peter asked gently, but morgan had huffed, ignoring the brunette.
y/n had smiled softly at her little sister, kissing her head. "hey, maguna, i'll be right back okay?"
morgan grabbed onto y/n's hand, but y/n gave her a reassuring smile that made morgan let go, and give peter a stink eye.
y/n led peter out of her room to the hallway, where she stood awkwardly, arms crossed.
"i'm sorry, y/n. i am so sorry, angel," peter started, but y/n wouldn't meet his eyes.
y/n swallowed, "i know, it's okay, you were stressed-" she mumbled, but peter cut her off.
"no, no! it's not okay! i should have noticed you weren't dealing with this, and, and i shouldn't have told you those things. they're not true and they're awful, and, i'm so sorry, y/n," peter exclaimed, and y/n finally looked up at him, her eyes wide.
"i appreciate you so much, everything you've done for me, and now it's my turn. i'm here for you, y/n. let me be here for you," peter begged, taking a step closer to his girlfriend.
"you lost your whole world, let me help you," peter whispered, bringing the girl closer to him the same way she had done to him.
y/n melted against him against her own will, hugging him back.
"you made me feel really awful, pete, please- please don't do that. because if you do, you know maguna and i won't be as forgiving."
peter smiled at her words, pressing a kiss to her head. "i won't, angel, i promise i won't."
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Fluff Alphabet: Barnaby and Rhia
oof, it took me months to get this done, and I should’ve had it done at least 2 months ago😂
everything is under the cut!
A = Attractive (What do they find attractive about the other?)
What Barnaby finds most attractive about Rhia is her sense of humor and how patient she is, how she’s always trying to lighten everyone’s mood and make someone laugh; how she’s always so calm and understanding towards him.
What Rhia finds most attractive about Barnaby is his eyes, not only for their deep green color, but how the light shines in them and how they’re so expressive, like they’re truly windows into his soul.
B = Baby (Do they want a family? Why/Why not?)
They both do, but they agree to wait until they’re completely comfortable with the idea of it. That doesn’t exactly go to plan though.
Barnaby would love to have children as soon as possible, if given the option though.
C = Cuddle (How do they cuddle?)
Barnaby is always the big spoon. Rhia has tried to be the big spoon before, but due to the huge size difference between them (Rhia’s 5’2”, Barnaby’s 6’3”), it doesn’t really work that well. Barnaby’s naturally a protector, so he loves Rhia being the little spoon, and Rhia loves being the little spoon.
D = Dates (What are dates with them like?)
Most of their dates are spent taking care of their creatures in the creature reserve. They don’t really mind it, just as long as they get to spend time with each other. They’ve had a couple of fancy dates at Madam Puddifoot’s, but nothing really too fancy.
E = Everything (You are my ____ (e.g. my life, my world…)
Barnaby to Rhia: my everything, the light in my life
Rhia to Barnaby: my life, my world
F = Feelings (When did they know they were in love?)
Rhia knew she was in love with Barnaby the moment she met him, quite literally. His goofy demeanor, he’s bright smile, his passion for creatures- it made it hard for her to believe he was a Slytherin and not a Hufflepuff.
Barnaby knew he loved Rhia as soon as they had their first date in 4th Year. The way she looked with her hair curled, her red and black dress, the way the moonlight illuminated the courtyard as they stargazed, she was perfect to him and nothing compared to her.
G = Gentle (Are they gentle? If so, how?)
Due to his size, Barnaby knows he has to be very gentle with Rhia. He still gives her bear hugs though, as her favorite thing next to handmade Weasley jumpers are Barnaby’s bear hugs.
Rhia is very gentle with Barnaby, and very patient with him. While some people would be very harsh and rude with him, calling him things such as “stupid” and “incompetent”, she’s not and she often sticks up for him, as it’s something that makes her temper flare when others belittle him.
H = Hands (How do they like to hold hands?)
Usually, their fingers are interlaced. Barnaby loves his hand feeling as if it’s completey covering Rhia’s, it makes him feel like he’s protecting her even more than usual. Rhia loves resting her head on Barnaby’s arm as she’s holding his hand.
I = Impression (What was their first impression?)
Barnaby’s first impression of Rhia stuck from the moment he met her. To him, she radiated a confident aura, but also a very kind, patient, and understanding aura.
At first, Rhia did think Barnaby was a little dense, but that quickly changed once she saw how much he understood creatures and emotions. When it came to feelings, Barnaby displayed a very high intelligence and it helped put Rhia at ease when she was finding out her feelings for him.
J = Jealousy (Do they get jealous?)
Barnaby is very easily jealous. He doesn’t like seeing another guy trying to flirt with Rhia at all, and even if he’s on the other side of the room, he’ll casually make his way over to her and wrap his arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him.
Rhia also gets jealous easily, but only when another girl flirts with Barnaby in front of her. If she’s sitting or standing next to him, they’re already holding hands, but if the girl can’t take a hint, Rhia will either kiss Barnaby’s cheek, or gently turn his head so he’s facing her, and she’ll kiss him on the lips.
K = Kiss (How do they kiss? Who initiated the first kiss?)
It’s always sweet little quick kisses with these two in public. It’s nauseatingly cute.
Alone though, it’s the exact opposite of sweet and quick. They snog each other like they need to other to live.
L = Love (Who says ‘I love you’ first?)
Rhia said it first. For the longest, she was beyond terrified to say it, but after a day of taking care of the creatures together, it just kind of slipped and she tried to play it off, but Barnaby heard it and was more than happy about it, saying that he loved her back.
M = Memory (What’s their favourite memory together?)
Oddly enough, the Vault of Fear.
Barnaby never forgot how quick Rhia was to recruit his help, or how quick she was to save him, and felt as if he was in debt to her. Rhia never forgot how she mustered up the courage to face the Voldemort boggarts and save her friends. Sometimes, they both look back on the encounter and laugh about how Barnaby thought the boggarts were creepier as clowns.
N = Nickel (Do they spoil? Do they buy the person they love everything?)
Barnaby spoils Rhia like his life depends on it. Rhia never expects it, though she does like the thought he puts into everything that he gets for her, but she loves his homemade gifts more than anything else.
Rhia spoils Barnaby, but mostly with homemade gifts and baked goods. Barnaby loves sweets, so Rhia’s always baking cookies, cakes, and cupcakes for him.
O = Orange (What colour reminds them of their other half?)
For Barnaby, yellow and red remind him most of Rhia. Yellow because of how she’s always smiling and happy, seeming as if nothing can bring her mood down. Red because of her passion and courage.
For Rhia, emerald green reminds her most of Barnaby. Partially because of his eyes, but also because of the mystery and elegance that the color holds, as well as the gentleness and calmness of the color.
P = Pet names (What pet names do they use?)
Barnaby: darling, sweetheart, love, honey, babe, baby, princess, Emerald (due to Rhia’s Irish heritage)
Rhia: love, honey, sweetheart, babe, baby, goof, B, Barny (it started as kind of a joke, but Barnaby grew to love it)
Q = Quaint (What is their favourite non-modern thing?)
Vinyl records
The vintage porcelain teacup collection that Rhia inherited from her grandmother
Small woodland cottages
Old villages
R = Rainy Day (What do they like to do on a rainy day?)
Mostly they just stay in bed all day enjoying each other’s company. Rhia would try and get some housework done, but she knows that trying to wriggle her way out of Barnaby’s grip is pointless, and she doesn’t really want to leave the bed either.
S = Sad (How do they cheer themselves/others up?)
There have only been two times that Barnaby has seen Rhia genuinely upset; once when she had accidentally insulted him due to being stressed over her N.E.W.T.s, and when Snape had died in the Battle of Hogwarts. Both times Rhia had been reduced to tears, and Barnaby was the only one who could console her by doing the only thing he knew would help; holding her and reassuring her.
The only time Rhia’s ever seen Barnaby genuinely upset was when she had accidentally insulted him, and whenever he was having family troubles. Usually, just her presence was enough to make him happy, but Rhia always went above and beyond, using words of affirmation and telling him corny jokes to lighten the mood.
T = Talking (What do they like to talk about?)
They’ll talk about nearly anything, even if it doesn’t make complete sense to them or anyone else who overhears it.
U = Unencumbered (What helps them relax?)
For Barnaby, he relaxes the most when he can take a day off for himself and just snuggle with Rhia. The sense of her being his and that he’s the only one who gets to hold her and call her his is all the relaxation he needs, though he does loves a good shoulder massage from Rhia every now and then.
Rhia’s prime method of relaxation is whenever Barnaby plays with her hair. Something about it just puts her at ease and melts away her stress, and she often ends up falling asleep in his lap rather quickly.
V = Vaunt (What do they like to show off? What are they proud of?)
If Barnaby could do it without everyone calling him annoying, he’d never shut up about Rhia. He loves showing her off, and loves bragging about her accomplishments to anyone who could stand listening to it for an hour or so.
Rhia is proud of how intelligent Barnaby is with emotions and creatures, and how he’ll shamelessly admit it. It took a while for him to finally warm up to the idea of that possibility, but once he did, he knew that Rhia was right.
W = Wedding (When, how, where do they propose?)
Barnaby proposed on Christmas Eve in 1991, at the Burrow. He’d planned to wait until Christmas Day when they would be alone at home, but he couldn’t hold in his excitement about it, so he took his chance. The setting was perfect with a good bit of snow outside, and the two of them were in the middle of a full-on snowball war with the Weasley boys. What Rhia hadn’t known was that Barnaby had told Bill and Charlie, and they somehow kept the secret. Even though Rhia cried like a baby about it, and the cold air made her entire face even more red, she said yes and the two were engaged.
They married on October 7th of 1992 at the Burrow. Rhia originally wanted their wedding to be held in the large field next to her parents’ house, but Molly insisted that they marry at the Burrow and not in a place riddled with hate and guilt amongst family members.
X = Xylophone (What’s their song?)
My Girl by The Temptations
Ain’t no Mountain High Enough by Marvin Gaye and Tammi Terrell (thanks to @catohphm for suggesting this one!)
You Can’t Hurry Love by the Supremes
How Deep is Your Love by The Bee Gees
We Belong by Pat Benatar
I’m a Believer by The Monkees
Heaven by Bryan Adams
Y = Yes (Do they ever think of getting married/proposing?)
It doesn’t take long after they start dating for them to think about marriage. Within maybe four months, the topic is already on their minds. With the attention that Rhia has drawn to the McCarthy name, Barnaby wonders if her having his last name would help to protect her from his parents and other death eaters.
Z = Zebra (If they wanted a pet, what would they get?)
They both want pets and end up with all sorts of pets. Everything from kneazles to even muggle pets like dogs, they have at least one of. They consider the creatures on the reserve as their pets to, but in all honesty, their creatures and pets are like family to them.
#fluff alphabet#hogwarts mystery#hphm#mc: rhia mccarthy#barnaby lee#barnaby lee x rhia mccarthy#rhiarnaby
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Fluff Alphabet (Marina X Jae edition)
Thanks for tagging me @mizutoyama! 💖
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A= Attractive (What do they find attractive about the other?)
The first attractive thing Marina noticed was Jae's defiance of the rules. She strongly believes rules shouldn't always be followed. One of the most attractive things is how loyal Jae is to his family.
Jae loves Marina's sense of adventure and loyalty. During their first trip to knockturn alley, she almost immediately became ride or die for him and loyalty means a lot to him.
B = Baby (Do they want a family? Why/Why not?)
Both of them always thought they'd grow up to have a family. But when the wizarding war came they decided to wait until everything was over and settled down. But life had other plans as it turns out Marina was pregnant during the final battle at Hogwarts.
Once things had settled down they decided to expand their family when they both felt it was safe enough to do so.
C= Cuddle (How do they cuddle?)
Preferbably with Jae on his back and Marina on top of him. Marina's very clingly while cuddling and Jae likes being able to grab a drink while cuddling cause she ain't getting up for hours (Not like he actually minds)
D= Dates (What are dates with them?)
As long as it's the two of them and they're having fun away from the castle? It's a date. Sometimes when they're joking around they call detention a date.
E= Everything (You are my ____ (e.g. my life, my world…))
Marina: You're my safe place.
Jae: You're my partner in crime.
Marina: .... This shit is equally dope.
Jae & Marina: You won't believe the kinda shit that comes out of this kid's throat
(I had to, they totally would)
F = Feelings (When did they know they were in love?)
Alright, so I actually wanted to write a two shot fic about them realising their feelings for one another but basically;
Marina realised it when he was comforting her after she broke down from the pressure of the portrait vault. When Jae told her she was just one girl and that it's okay to take a step back for her own sake, she felt really seen and vulnerable and that made her realise it.
Jae realised his feelings during a divination class. They were paired up together and sure, he thought she was attractive but when he noticed how sweaty his palms were and she just took his mind of it by talking about a prank they could pull on Pitts or adding something other than sandwhiches to the menu. It was those little things that made him think "Oh, shit. I love her."
G = Gentle (Are they gentle? If so, how?)
Iiiiiiii honestly don't know if this question is like, slightly NSFW?? But considering it's the fluff alphabet XD
Yes, they're quite gentle with one another. Sometimes they can play a bit rough, like wrestling or shoving one another, but most of the time they're careful around each other.
H = Hands (How do they like to hold hands?)
They actually rarely hold hands. They prefer to link arms cause, well, when you're walking through knockturn alley it's quicker to draw your wand that way. Plus Marina likes staying as close as possible.
I = Impression (What was their first impression?)
Marina immediately noticed Jae was a joker during their first detention together. When they talked about the things they did to get into detention she thought he was sneaky and someone who would sell her out to Dumbledore for a galleon. Luckily, he proved her that that assumption was completely incorrect.
Jae thought she was kinda cueless when he saw her stare at the bread in confusion. He assumed she never had to do it before and was probably a rich kid who would complain about detention.
Some of their first assumptions about each other are completely inaccurate but they got ofter those assumptions once they spent more time together.
J= Jealousy (Do they get jealous?)
Marina gets jealous easier than Jae does. Marina's jealousy mostly stems from her own insecurity and can be a little bit petty about it, but Jae isn't one to avoid confrontation and calls her out on it if she's acting up when they're in private.
Jae rarely gets jealous cause he's quite easy going and is confident in Marina's feelings about him. On the rare occasion that he does get jealous, Marina noticed quickly and gets a bit more affectionate and PDA to reassure him non verbally.
K = Kiss (How do they kiss? Who initiated the first kiss?)
Some quick pecks during detention or in the library are quite common. But the longer ones are in places where they can be alone, both prefer privacy and aren't that much into PDA. Unless Jae is in a teasing mood.
As for their first kiss, it was in the restricted section of the library. The two snuck in to find something they could use with either the vaults or useful information. Marina noticed a book she also had at home that she loved reading as a child. She started fangirling slightly cause it's very advanced magic and Jae thought she looked so adorable, like a kid in a candy store, so he couldn't help himself and kissed her.
L= Love (Who says ‘I love you first?)
Marina did, in their seventh year. I still need to figure out a few of the details there.
M = Memory (What’s their favourite memory together?)
Probably will be the summer festival side quest. Will definetely write a one shot about it once it comes out.
But for now I'd say the time they made fudge together for Pitts.
N = Nickel (Do they spoil one another? Do they buy the person they love everything?)
Jae gives small gifts from time to time, like a banned item he think she'd like or find useful. Most of his gifts are practical or cute. Sometimes he wishes he could spoil her more but Marina reminds him she prefers his company over anything material.
Marina comes from a very wealthy family and loves spoiling her friends, but sometimes she takes it a bit too far. Jae doesn't mind it that much but had to explain to her that sometimes he prefered a hug over some kind of expensive item. That conversation took place a few times before Marina finally managed to reel it in. (She still goes all out on occasions like Christmas or Jae's birthday-)
O= Orange (What colour reminds them of their other half?)
Marina immediately thinks of yellow, cause of the signarture "gold" hoodie.
Jae thinks of purple, without a doubt.
P = Pet names (What pet names do they use?)
They only started using pet names to tease one another but somewhere along the line they started saying some of them unironically. Mostly in private, tho.
Marina's usual pet name for Jae is "darling," and Jae only ever really calls her "kitten." Altho that one is purely to tease her for her animagus form.
Q = Quaint (What is their favourite non-modern thing?)
Exploring Hogwarts. The castle is very old and has more secret passways and tunnels than they could probably ever find.
R = Rainy Day (What do they like to do on a rainy day?)
So there's a hidden room in the dungeon that's under the black lake and is entirely made of glass. The ceiling, the floor, the walls, you can see trough it all, as if you were in the lake. These two love to just go there and stare at all the mermaids and sea life that goes by while they sneak in some blankets, pillows and some butterbeer.
S = Sad (How do they cheer each other up?)
When Marina is upset, physhical affection works almost always. Something as simple as holding her for a few minutes calms her down pretty often. She just needs a safe spot to let all the tears out.
When Jae gets sad, he rants to let it out. He paces around in the room while ranting and Marina listens quietly. Once he's done she'll pull him in for a hug and tries to talk about whatever the issue is. If Jae doesn't want to talk about it, she'll start making stupid, corny jokes to make him laugh.
T = Talking (What do they like to talk about?)
Practically anything. For Jae it's cooking, pranks, how to bend the rules, hobbies and interest and funny/weird things he noticed. Marina loves talking about advanced magic, gossip she learned from the mermaids, quidditch or joking around in general.
U = Unencumbered (What helps them relax?)
Jae likes to take long walks outside of the castle to help him relax.
Marina prefers to stay in a room with some music on, where she won't have to do anything but just breathe.
If they both need to relax they often just take a quaffle and toss it around while making small talk.
V = Vaunt (What do they like to show off? What are they proud of?)
Jae likes to brag from time to time, most of the times it's about a new recipe that he got in one try, or an especially difficult item that he managed to sneak in.
Marina mainly brags about things related to quidditch. Only very sometimes when people are being annoying she brags about the cursed vaults to make a point.
W = Wedding (When, how, where do they propose?)
Hehehehe, no spoilers ;)
X = Xylophone (What’s their song?)
Can't help but immediately think of Rollercoaster by Bleachers, not sure why. They don't really have a song yet, but maybe that'll change?
Y = Yes (Do they ever think of getting married/proposing?)
Honestly? Neither never thought about it seriously in the beginning. It's about two years after they graduated when they decide together that they'll start considering it but sadly then rumors about voldemort returning showed up.
Z = Zebra (If they wanted a pet, what would they get?)
Marina wanted a kneazle, Jae a crup pup. They end up getting both and named them, ironically, Merlin and Arthur.
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Tagging @hanihonii perhaps you would like to do it~? Cause I wanna know more about Stephanie and Ben 👀
#jae kim#marina willow#fluff alphabet#marina x jae#jae x marina#hogwarts mystery mc#hphm#hphm mc#hphm jacob's sibling#jacob's sibling
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Electric Touch *
Author: @the-omni-princess
Summary: With everyone else in the compound gone on a mission, it’s up to you to help Bucky wake up from a nightmare.
Word Count: 4.7K
Pairing: Bucky x Reader
Warnings: Smut (18+ only), TouchStarved!Bucky, Language, nightmares and thunderstorms
A/N:
If you’re under 18 interacting with my smut fics and I see it, I’ll block you. Other than that, this is my first smut fic I’m posting, so tell me what you think please <3
Smut under the read more cut!
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Your relationship with Bucky started in an unconventional way, though you wouldn’t have changed that for anything in the world. You had been basically giving heart eyes towards the super-soldier since he moved into the compound after Tony and he reconciled. Although he was pretty closed off, he was polite and quick to volunteer for missions or training. It seemed clear he was trying to make up for all the bad he had done as the Winter Soldier.
One night you were in the compound relatively alone, as the rest of the Avengers were out on mission in Australia. You both drew the Short straw, meaning you were left behind to watch over the trainees alongside Bucky.
Thunder boomed, lightning streaked across the dark sky, flashes of light brightened up the room just for it to go dark once more. You sighed, currently curled up in your bed, reading a new book, light music playing. A loud boom followed by a pop and the electricity went out. You groaned aloud, "Jesus, really?" You sighed and placed the book to the side; the only lights were now the flashes of lightning. "FRIDAY? How long until the generators other than the emergency one kick on?"
"Approximately two hours Agent Y/L/N." The AI responded dutifully. The emergency generators only gave power to FRIDAY, the AC and the fridge, since Tony thought that was more important than lights.
"That's just great. Thanks, Fri," you stretched, unsure what to do now. It was late at night, so you could go to sleep, but you were wide awake.
You groaned, getting up, deciding to get a snack. You pulled a blanket over your shoulders and shuffled towards the kitchen. You started the kettle, making some tea to calm down, and that's when you heard it. A piercing scream cutting through the silence of the empty compound.
You've heard about Bucky's nightmares before, heard some of the whimpers and screeches and begging even from your room before Steve would try to calm him. But today you were the only one here, and he sounded like he was in pure pain. Would he even accept your help if you tried to help?
Making up your mind, you made a second cup of tea, grabbing some crackers, and secured the blanket around you, before heading towards Bucky's room. He was situated in the corner suite, with Steve his only neighbor, so he wouldn't wake up anyone with his night terrors. As you approached the door, you could hear Bucky whimpering, begging softly. The very thought of what he survived those seventy years under Hydra made your skin crawl.
Testing the door first, you weren't too surprised to see it unlocked, as the emergency generators only kept the basic locks on and not suite locks. Opening the door, you could start to make sense of his begging. "P-please, st-stop. I don't want to hurt anyone! What did you do to me?" Your heart dropped, taking in his massive figure which somehow looking tiny, curled up on his bed, thrashing and shivering. You placed the tea down on the bedside table and let the blanket fall off your shoulders, rushing to help him.
"Bucky! Bucky, it's a nightmare, wake up!" You gently placed a hand on his shoulder, careful not to hurt him. You shifted your hand up, tenderly cupping his jaw, trying to soothe him as he shuddered at your touch. "You're safe. You're in the Avengers compound, you're safe," you whispered, your thumb rubbing circles into his cheek.
His eyes shot open, pulling away from your touch as if it burned, and scurried into a ball against the headboard of his bed. He was tense, blue eyes wide as he took in his surroundings. "Y/n? Wh-what are you doing here?" he looked small, despite being six feet of pure muscle.
"Heard you having a nightmare, thought I'd bring you tea and some company," you smiled warmly, hands gesturing towards the tea.
He sighed softly, nodding as he uncurled himself, sitting on the edge of the bed beside you. "You didn't have to do that," he whispered softly.
"No, but I wanted to," you picked up one of the mugs and handed it to him before taking your own and taking a sip of it. "I know I'm not Steve or your therapist, but if you ever want to talk, especially if the others aren't here to help, I'm here." You placed your hand on his knee and you could see a shiver run up his spine at the soft touch.
It was a few moments before you heard him whisper softly, "Thank you," As he spoke the lights turned back on.
You smiled sadly, "Anytime. Now that the electricity is back, do you want to go back to sleep or would you rather watch a movie with me or maybe just chat?"
He wouldn't look towards you, staring straight at the ground, "I don't want you losing sleep over me, y/n/n, I'm fine, go back to bed."
You scoffed, "You are clearly not okay James, and that's fine. I'm keeping you company because I know even if your brain wants to be left alone, your heart wants someone nearby to know you're alright and this is real. I can be that person at the least for today. So, again I ask, would you like to watch a movie or chat?" You gave him an easy out for human connection, a movie. He could be near someone, which he wouldn't admit he needed right now, while staying far enough away that he didn't have to get too close to you.
He looked towards you, and now that he admitted to himself that he needed that small human connection of looking towards each other, he couldn't let it go. "A movie is fine," he mumbled.
"Good," you smiled a bit more, grabbing your discarded blanket and wrapping it around Bucky instead. You secured it around his shoulders, your fingers lightly pressed against his jaw as you did so. His eyes fluttered close and he trembled. That completely intrigued you.
You gently cupped his jaw and he whimpered. An actual whimper. "Oh Bucky, you haven't had a gentle touch in years, haven't you?" Your voice held a ounce of pity, but you kept your hand cupping his jaw, your thumb brushing against his cheek.
His eyes opened slowly, a sad look on his face. "Touch hasn't really been nice to me, only Steve has even so much as touched me gently since the 40s," he admitted in a soft voice, deciding he could trust you. "I haven't even been hugged in years."
You frowned, "Well let's change that," you mumbled, gently tugging the super-soldier into a hug. He melted against your body, easily curling up against your chest. "I’m here, even for cuddles. Everyone deserves love, Bucky, especially you. It takes a while for people to open up, but we are all here for you, and my doors always open if you want anything. To talk, hugs, good tea," he chuckled faintly, making you smile warmly.
You broke the hug off, back to holding his cheek. He nuzzled into your hand, his eyebrows furrowed as his eyes fluttered close. "Why do you treat me with such kindness, doll?" He murmured softly against your palm, thunder almost hiding what he said, but you were too focused on the man in front of you to miss it.
"What do you mean?" He sighed softly, secretly hoping you didn't hear him.
"You treat me better than the others. They treat me like I'm glass or as if the Soldier is going to jump out of me and Steve just acts as if his ole war buddy is coming back. But you don't treat me like any of those." He kept his eyes closed, still mumbling into your palm.
"Because you are entirely someone different, but you're still you and you're a good man, James. You're polite and kind and the first to run into danger to help a friend. You put a shit ton of sugar in your coffee because you were denied sweets for so long, speaking of, you have a huge sweet tooth and you've been stealing Sam's desserts when he doesn't pay attention. You are not Sargent Barnes of the 107th, you are not Captain America's side kick, you are not the Winter Soldier; you are Bucky Barnes, Avenger and residential badass. Time has changed you but it's not all bad," He opened his eyes, watching as you rambled on. "I respect you, I care for you, I really like you," you clamped your mouth shut with your hand, eyes frantic, you had just admitted your huge crush.
He blinked a few times, his mouth opening and closing again. You know that since you were staring at his lips. "You like me, doll?" He sounded hesitant yet hopeful and when you looked up into his eyes, you saw the same hopefulness reflected in his blue irises.
You nodded shyly, letting your hand fall back down. "I have for a while now. You're an amazing person and you're hot but you're also cute when you pout, and your little smile when you get fanmail? Absolutely amazing! And every joke you make about Sam is funny and-" you cut yourself off, realizing you were rambling again.
"Doll, I didn't realize you felt that way..." You blushed, smiling warmly at him as you put your mug back down on the nightstand, he followed suit.
"I understand if you don't feel the same way, I promise I'll try not to make it weird or anythin-" he grabbed your hands, effectively shutting you up.
"I'm not good with words, I work better with actions" he whispered softly, "so tell me to stop if I go too far." You realized how close the two of you currently were, as you could feel his breath against your cheek. His right hand moved up to your cheek, pushing back a strand of your hair behind your ear, making you blush. He leaned in and you followed, like two magnets being pushed together. His lips brushed against yours, despite him not having done much, your entire body felt as electric as the storm raging outside.
He closed the last bit of distance to your lips, and any hesitation either of you had went out the window. He was soft, tenderly kissing you as he held your face. His free hand was soon pressed against your back, pulling you closer. His tongue traced your lips, asking for entrance. You let him in, deepening the kiss as you pressed yourself even closer, now straddling his thighs.
He tugged you closer, chests pressed against each other as he kissed you for all he was worth. He dominated the kiss, still managing to be gentle. You carded your fingers through his hair, scratching delicately at his scalp and he whined softly, breaking the kiss as you both tried to catch your breath. "God you put your arms around me and I literally feel my knees buckle. It's pathetic."
You chuckled, pressing your forehead against his. "You could have so much more, just say the word and I'm yours," you murmured softly, letting your nails scratch his head. He practically purred in your arms, his small smile making you melt.
"I want you. I've always wanted you, sweetheart. I was too scared you wouldn't want me." He felt his walls breaking down, his heart pumping hard in his chest, begging to be closer to you.
You smiled warmly, "I want you, badly," you mumbled, "kiss me, Bucky."
He didn't hesitate this time, pulling your head down to kiss you. A second later he deepened the kiss, gently sucking your bottom lip, pulling a soft moan from your lips. You flushed, embarrassed, but he groaned softly, tugging you even closer at the sound. "Fuck I've only imagined you making that sound and it sounds even better than anything I could have dreamed up." Bucky couldn't keep his hands off of you, his metal hand was firm against your hip, holding your close, while his right hand held your face.
You pushed forwards, tugging him into another heated kiss. You sucked on his lip, causing him to groan softly in the back of his throat. You felt a shock of warmth shoot down your spine straight to your core, the electricity matching the lightning that cracked outside, lighting up the room for a split second.
Your shirt bunched up at your hips, Bucky's metal arm soothingly cooling your heated skin off. "Tell me you want this, doll. Say the word and I'll stop but God I want you," he mumbled against your lips. You grinded your hips against his, feeling his erection start to push against his sweatpants, making him groan softly.
"I want you, I want this. Please, Bucky," your lips ghosted against his before he lunged forward, kissing you hard. Desperate lips against yours, hands pushing you closer as he dominated the kiss. Your hands ran down his chest before tugging on his shirt, he froze, self-conscious. "Are you sure about this, doll? I don't want to push you," he pulled away only for you to grab his hands, placing them back on your hips.
"I am sure. Please Bucky, please make love to me. Please take me." You ran a hand through his hair. "I like you, all of you, exactly how you are." He nuzzled into your hands, melting against you as he nodded.
"I'm yours," he mumbled softly, eyes locking onto yours. You tugged his shirt off, quick to press kisses along his chest. You kissed any scar you could find, tenderly kissing the suckered flesh. You pressed multiple kisses against the scar that connected flesh to metal, taking your time while your hands mapped out the rest of his chest. He moaned softly, eyes closed as he reveled in the feeling.
Gaining his confidence back, he attacked your neck in open mouth kisses, centered right below your ear at your soft spot, pulling soft moans from your lips. Soon your shirt came off, tossed aside as Bucky continued his assault on your neck. He sucked a hickey at your pulse point, mumbling "Mine," as he pulled your hips down to grind into his. You weren't wearing a bra, a fact he noticed a split second after you did. He growled lowly, eyes dark as he looked over your body, hunger and lust in his eyes. "Fuck, you're beautiful, doll," he kissed down your collarbone, before placing another hickey right above your right breast. He then kitten licked at your nipple, teasing you with his tongue before taking the flesh in his mouth and sucking softly. Your soft moans spurred him on as he sucked your nipple, his right-hand tweaking and teasing your left one. Every movement sent warmth straight to your core, and you knew your panties must be drenched.
He released your nipple with a small Popbefore switch to the other one. You squirmed under his ministrations, mumbling curses as he worked over your breasts. "Fuck...Bucky please," you mumbled. He smirked as he released his hold on you with another small pop.
"Want more, babygirl?" He teased, his hands running down the sides of your body before resting on your thighs.
You nodded quickly, "Please Bucky, please I need you," you let out a soft whimper, which made him groan aloud.
In a swift move, he turned the both of you, your back hitting the pillows of his bed while he hovered above you, his hands gripping the back of your thighs. "Then you'll get more, doll," He tugged your pajama pants off, smirking as he saw the wet spot in your panties. He ran his right hand up your thigh, brushing over your panties, watching as you squirmed faintly. "Is all this for me, babygirl? Are you this wet for me?" He teased your clothed clit, resting his hand above your heat.
You nodded quickly, "Y-yes. It's all for you Bucky." You bit your bottom lip, watching as he kissed right in the valley between your breasts, happily leaving open mouth kisses as he trailed his way down.
He kissed your pelvic bone before tugging off your panties, tossing them aside. The cool air hit your heated core, making you shiver. He licked his lips, running his hands along your inner thighs, making you squirm under his gaze. "Fuck, you're so fucking beautiful, y/n," he whispered in awe. He ran his thumb across your folds, groaning softly as he saw how drenched you were. "God you're so wet, and you smell so good, I bet you taste even better." Your legs shuddered, threatening to close, he gently yet firmly held your thighs apart. "Be a good girl and keep your legs apart, we're just getting started, doll," he situated himself so he was face to face with your core, you shuddered again, his dirty words sending another wave of slick to your core. "Do you get turned on when I talk dirty to you, baby girl?" Bucky smirked, seeing you nod as you blushed. "Oh, we're going to have so much fun then babygirl. I've been dying to hear you moan out my name, and no one's here, so let me hear you," he kitten licked at your clit, making you whimper softly. He was way too amused to let you off easy.
He attached his mouth to your folds, teasingly licking and nibbling them. You moaned out, making him attack you even rougher. He followed your moans, licking and sucking according to what you moaned at more, his tongue tracing out his name into your clit before licking at your entrance again and again. You felt the knot in your stomach tighten, making you writhe beneath him. He moved up slightly, now sucking harshly at your clit, causing you to cry out his name with a small whimper.
You had one hand gripping the bed sheets as you bucked your hips up to grind against his face. Your other hand tangled into his hair, pulling him closer as you moaned. You tugged harshly at his hair without thinking, too lost in the feeling of his ministrations, and he groaned lowly, sending vibrations straight to your clit, tightening the core threatening to break inside you. "Oh fuck, Bucky just like that," he smirked as he saw you squirm, his right hand teased your entrance, slowly pushing one finger inside of you. You moaned out, "P-please Bucky, more, I'm so close," he pushed another finger inside of you, holding your hips down with his metal hand as you bucked against him.
He sat up, pumping his fingers into you, stretching you. You moaned and whimpered, rolling your hips against his hand. "That’s it baby girl, ride my fingers. You like that don't you? You like my fingers fucking your tight dripping wet pussy, don't you? Look how responsive you're being," You nodded with another whimper, hearing the slick sounds of his fingers pumping in and out of you. The knot in you tightened, threatening to break.
"P-please. I'm so close, please let me cum, James, please," you groaned, bucking your hips against the metal arm draped across your hips, begging for more friction.
His thumb rolled against your clit, adding the much-needed pressure. "Cum baby girl, soak my fingers with your cum," he was now leaned against you, whispering in your ear as his fingers sped up. Your core tightened around his fingers, making him growl lowly, his lips against the soft spot below your ear. "Come on, doll, cum for me." It all became too much, the dirty talk in the gruff voice in your ear, the forming hickey he was making at your pulse point, his fingers roughly fucking into you while his thumb rubbed circles into the bundle of nerves just above his fingers. You felt the coil in your stomach release, your orgasm washing over you in a harsh wave. Pleasure overtook your senses, white spots appearing in your vision even with your eyes closed, hips bucking against Bucky's hand as you moaned his name loudly, riding the wave of pleasure he was giving you.
As the pleasure subsided, he slowed his hand down, gently removing them as he sat up. You watched through hooded eyes as he sucked his fingers clean, groaning at your taste. "Fuck you taste so good, baby girl." He kept his hands on your thighs, happily rubbing patterns into your skin as you came down from your high.
"Holy shit that felt so good," you mumbled, covering your face with your hands. "How are you so good at that?"
He chuckled, pressing kisses against your pelvic bone, making you shift a bit. "Master assassin and super soldier, remember? I can hear your heartbeat just a bit faster when I do this," he lightly brushed his thumb against your still sensitive core, making you whimper and your heartbeat flutter. "Or your breathing stop when I do this," he kitten licked your clit, making your breathing hitch. "I can tell exactly what makes your body writhe in pleasure, which is exactly what I want." You shuddered, much to his amusement. "And you get even more wet whenever I talk dirty." He smirked up at you.
"And you like it when I pull your hair," you sat up, tugging him up so he was sitting up as well. "Maybe I should talk dirty as well baby, after all, you whimpered earlier when all I did was this," you cupped his jaw, and he instantly melted against your palm with a small smile. Your free hand ran down his chest, tugging on his sweatpants. "I think it's a bit unfair that you're overdressed, baby," you flipped both of you, pulling his pants off along with his boxers before he could realize his back was against the bed. His erection was now free from its confines, making you bite your lip at the sheer size of it as you tossed the pants aside. "God you're so big, baby boy," you wrapped a hand around his length, making him groan faintly. "Your big cock is gonna feel so good in my wet pussy." He whined softly, making you smirk, slowly moving your hand up and down. Your thumb wiped the bit of precum accumulated at the tip, you took a long slow lick up his entire length, loving how responsive he was.
You took the tip of his length and sucked softly, licking and sucking as you hallowed your cheeks and moved lower onto his length. You moaned against him, making him groan loudly, his hands flying to your hair. He tugged on your locks, causing another groan against his cock. He growled softly, pulling you off of his length. "Keep going like that and I won't last very long, baby," one of his hands wiped the line of drool dripping from the corner of your lips. "Wait, what about protection, I don't have anything on me, I don't have anything, and I can't catch anything from you, but-"
"Bucky," you gently held his face again in your hands, effectively silencing you as he melted against your touch. "I'm on the pill, I'm safe," you said softly, a boom of thunder practically covering your words.
"Fuck, I love this century," he mumbled, pulling you up and kissed you roughly, dominating the kiss as he flipped you back below him.
"I need you in me Bucky, please," you whined softly. He lined his length at your entrance, before lacing his hand in yours, even his metal hand holding him up stayed close enough to press against you. The small intimacy set your heart on fire. He kissed you urgently, holding you close as he balanced his weight on his knees.
"I want you, doll. Not just like this, but all the time. God you're so perfect I don't know what to do when you walk into the room," he mumbled against your lips, his metal hand now gripping your hip.
"I'm yours, Bucky, anyway you want me. I'll be your girl," You whispered, locking eyes as he pressed his forehead against yours, the lightning outside illuminating his blue eyes.
He was smiling goofily, "My girl, my baby girl," he held you close, eyes dark as he looked at you. "Tell me if it's too much, I don't want to hurt you," he whispered softly. You nodded, biting your lip as he slowly pushed his length into you. You whined softly as he was fully sheathed himself into your core. He groaned out loudly, "Fuck you're so tight and warm and wet, fuck you feel so good, baby girl, I'm not sure how long I'll last."
He stretched your walls, causing you to whimper faintly as he moved back out slowly. "You're so big in me, stretching me so well, filling me up," you whined, your back arching as he moved back in gingerly, trying not to hurt you. "Bucky, move. Please, I need you to move," you mumbled, leaning up to kiss him. He replied with a desperate kiss, tongue and teeth sucking and biting on any flesh they could find.
He started to move faster, moving harder into you. "Fuck you feel so good, baby girl," he buried his head into your neck, tightening his grip on your hand and your hip. You moaned as he moved, bucking your hips up against his, his pelvic bone grinding against your clit as he rolled his hips.
Your free hand carded through his hair, tugging at the strands, resulting in his groans vibrating into your neck. He rolled his hips again, hitting your g-spot. You gasped softly, bucking your hips on instinct. Bucky chuckled softly, lightly kissing your neck, "There it is." He refocused his hips, every hard thrust into you now grazing right past the soft spot, making your writhe beneath him as the coil in you tightened.
"Fuck I'm so close, please make me cum, please James," you rambled, practically whimpering as his metal hand pulled away from your waist, now rubbing at your clit in slow circles. You moaned and whimpered, bucking your hips against him, chasing your orgasm.
"That's it baby girl, cum for me, cum all over my cock," he whispered gruffly into your ear, the final catalyst for your orgasm. You came hard, waves of pleasure making you practically scream his name as you grinded against his hand and hips. He groaned loudly, your core clenching around his length as your orgasm hit you.
As your high started to wane, you tightened your grip on him, noticing his pace faltering as you tugged on his hair. "I've got you, Bucky, let go. Cum for me, baby boy," you sucked a mark onto his pulse point, enjoying his moans as he chased his orgasm. He groaned loudly, metal gripping against your hips hard, most likely leaving a bruise, as he hit his high. He whined softly as you felt him coat your walls with his cum.
He stilled, his metal hand rushing to hold him up before he collapsed on top of you. You giggled, running your hand across his jaw, a thin bead of sweat on his forehead. You peppered kisses across his face, tugging him so his weight fell on top of you. He rolled the two of you to your sides, pulling the hand intertwined with yours up to his lips, kissing your knuckles.
"That was... Wow," you mumbled, still breathless.
He chuckled, nodding. "Yeah, wow is an understatement," he teased, catching your lips in a gentle kiss. "Stay," he whispered, suddenly afraid you would leave after he just had you.
"I'm here, for however long you want. I'm your girl, remember?" you smiled warmly, gently squeezing his hand.
"Can you stay forever?" He mumbled, letting his eyes close as he nuzzled closer to you.
"I'd love to," you kissed his temple before burying yourself in his arms, the two of you falling asleep together, as the storm outside started to pass.
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Tipsy [Reader x LOV Spinner] Part 2/2
Here’s the link for part one!
Somehow you ended up home and okay. And somehow the memory of the previous day, despite the alcohol’s best attempt, was very much remembered in that afternoon when you finally dragged yourself out of bed. Not an easy feat considering how much you just wanted to disappear. Despite the rumblings of a hungry stomach and the long gap of time since your last meal, you brushed past your kitchen without a second thought. The diner just down the street sounded a lot better than making a pile of dirty dishes that future you would be too bummed out to wash.
This day is going to fucking suck.
Maybe I should just run away, you considered as you poked at your half-eaten sandwich. Could go to America, take up a new identity, and never interact with people ever again. Maybe just live alone in the woods – become the local big foot. It shouldn’t sound appealing, but it did.
“Surprised I haven’t heard from the crew yet…” you mumbled as you fished for your phone; the lingering embarrassment had caused you to forget to even check it when you first got up. “Should be about time to hear something- ah?” Opening the phone, unfortunately, lead to no answers as the screen didn’t light up. You pressed a few buttons but there was still no response. Right didn’t charge it.
Originally the plan was to check messages and likely head over to the bar, even if there wasn’t anything, but that went out the window. Shigaraki was just going to have to wait right now. You needed a working phone and its charging cord first.
You boxed up the remnants of your food, paid and tipped the (delightfully) quiet waitress, and headed out. The walk to your apartment wasn’t long. But the scene you found when you arrived? That was confusing.
“She’s not opening the goddamn door! Yeah. I was knocking for five minutes, of course she would’ve heard! Well she hasn’t been answering that either, right?” Spinner pulled one hand roughly through his untied hair before banging on the door once more. “I am!” he yelled into the phone.
Ohhhh shit. You didn’t know which was more distressing: the fact that you were apparently late to some league business or the fact that the last person you wanted to see was the one at your door. Should? No… but maybe… You swayed at the top of the stairs, trying to decide if you should run off or not while you had the chance.
“Hey!” A middle-aged man emerged from the apartment next door. “Fuck face. What do you think you’re doing?” Spinner stopped his banging but didn’t get a chance to rebuttal. “Fucking dumbass lizard. All you mutants this fucking dumb or something?”
Oh not this guy. Mind made up. “Hey yourself!” You hopped up the last of the stairs. “Don’t fucking talk to him like that.”
Spinner wheeled around and shut his phone with a snap. Whoever was on the other end must’ve been happy about that. You stood beside your reptilian coworker. It wasn’t the first time you’d had beef with this jerk and you sure as hell weren’t about to let him treat Spinner like trash.
“What’re you saying, dumb bitch?”
His words didn’t deter you in the least. “Look here ass fuck, talk shit about him again – no, if you so much as look funny at another mutant I’ll show up at your ex-wife’s apartment with aaallllll the receipts I got on you holding out on your income amount during the divorce proceedings and the child support payments you somehow keep skirting around. I will personally make sure that the court of law shoves a gavel up your fucking ass. Yeah? Get it?”
The man’s mouth flapped a few times but he had nothing of value to say and apparently couldn’t form a cohesive thought to save his life. Face fuming and red and he stomped back into his apartment and slammed the door.
“Will that guy ever learn to not be such an ass?” you asked as you fished out your keys. “I’m just gonna go ahead and tell his wife anyway. He’s had it coming for a long time.” Don’t look at him. Maybe he’ll leave. Maybe he doesn’t even remember! Yeah!
Click. The door unlocked but you didn’t even make it into the threshold before a strong scaly arm was barring the way. You actually walked straight into, nearly dropping your to-go box. “Hey!”
“Hey? Hey?” Spinner’s voice wasn’t much more than a growl. “That’s all you got to say?”
Freezing at his tone, you slowly looked up and locked eyes. Oh he’s angry. Fuck. “Yeah?”
His scaly jaw tensed and his dark eyes narrowed. “You didn’t go back to the bar.”
That’s what this is about? What the fuck does that matter? Luckily logical brain was able to be the one in charge today. You took a slow breath to temper yourself for what was going to be a tight situation. “No. I wasn’t… in the mood.”
“I told you to go back there for a reason.”
“I didn’t-”
“You could have gotten injured or attacked.”
“I’m hardly helpless!”
Spinner paused before he huffed. The air tickled your face but you didn’t flinch or look away. “Are you telling me that if something had happened and you had been attacked that you were in the right mind to respond to it?”
“… no.”
“I told you to go back. I…” Spinner looked away, “I didn’t want to walk you home, but I didn’t want you to go on your own either. You going home like that then not showing up earlier and not answering the door or your phone… I – we thought something had happened to you!” His eyes bored into yours once more.
You studied his face. Whose idea was it to come here? Did someone else suggest it first? “How did you know where I live?”
“Toga told me.”
“Because you asked…?”
Spinner ignored the question. “Learn to turn your phone on.”
“Right.” You didn’t even bother to mention that it was currently dead. You bit your lip. Should I? I can’t leave it to fester I guess… “Yesterday…”
Both of you were silent.
Please meet me halfway on this. “When I said what I said – about the… me like you thing, I was being serious…” You gripped the box tightly as you hugged yourself with one arm. Eye contact was difficult as fuck but it could serve an important role in signifying to Spinner that you were being truthful. “It’s wasn’t the alcohol or Dabi.”
“Yeah about that.” He finally dropped his arm and sighed. “I… they told me.”
Your eyebrows shot up. “Who did?”
“Everyone. Earlier. They were all excited asking if we had… they thought we had left together and you confessed and we…” He shifted. “I guess,” the leather creaked as Spinner shrugged, “maybe it wasn’t you trying to play me.”
“So you don’t think it’s some cruel prank now?” The question was a little bitter (yesterday had really sucked after all) but there was a little bit of hope renewed.
“No. I should’ve listened-”
“No, Spinner. Look…” You sighed and rocked on your feet. “I know people have treated you like shit before just because of how you look – which is dumb cuz you’re really cool, so I shouldn’t have expected you to just be immediately receptive to it. I could’ve gone about the entire thing a better way I guess.
“I definitely shouldn’t have let Dabi instigate anything… I’m sorry.”
It took a minute for you to realize that the noise coming from him was a chuckle. “You’re sorry? I should be the only one that’s sorry.”
“You don’t-”
“I’m sorry for yelling at you and being… rude,” Spinner said. “Even if I was upset it wasn’t okay of me to just leave you there like that either.”
“Spinner-”
“Shuichi.” The look on your face must’ve been especially dumb because he laughed. “My name. It’s Iguchi Shuichi.”
You nodded. “Right. Well, Shuichi, thanks for coming to check on me. Sorry I didn’t listen yesterday or show up this morning – or really give any indication that I wasn’t dead.” Maybe we can just roll right over this now. Pretending it never happened would be best. Although Dabi probably won’t let the damn thing go. Or maybe he’s already bored of it…
It was difficult to get a damn read on that stapled asshole. About as difficult as it was to get a read on this reptilian asshole…
You could see Spinner’s jaw working and his eyes shifting. It was a quick shift considering how friendly he was being just a moment ago. “You probably wanna forget about the whole thing, huh? That’s fine by me.” You shrugged, feigning indifference even though your chest burned. You stepped past Spinner and into your apartment, fully prepared to make amends and shut the door (literally and metaphorically).
However you froze at Spinner’s words. “What? No.” You looked over your shoulder to see him shaking his head with a frown. “It’s a bit…” His coloring looked off. He rubbed his neck. Oh he’s blushing? That’s cute!
You swooned internally but let him finish the thought. Short of a volcano spontaneously erupting beneath your feet, nothing was going to make you shatter this tense moment. No way were you going to crack the glass first and give him an out. You’d squeeze the words out of him at any cost.
Spinner fumbled a few more times before he finally found his footing. “I like you too.”
There’s no way this is real. What the hell kind of dream is this? Maybe I really did die on the walk home. “You do?”
His gaze on the floor and head hanging low, Spinner confirmed his feelings. “Yeah, I do.” His body language was throwing you off though: closed off and stiff – sad even.
You couldn’t help but frown. “You don’t seem very happy about it.”
“Well I mean it’s… me.”
“Did my asshole of a neighbor get to you? Because I’ll happily drag him out by his ear and beat the shit out of him for you.”
Spinner chuckled but it was hollow. “No, it’s just that I know what I am. I know what I look like and how-” He jumped. “What’re you doing?”
“Your hair is so soft!” you admired as you ran your hand through it once more.
He cringed but didn’t move away. “You’re being ridiculous. What are you doing?”
This time you let your thumb brush along his cheek; he flinched. You pulled away slowly. “I like you. As in all of you. Whether you think your skin is gross and scaly or that you’re ugly or less than because you’re a mutant – none of that is what I think. So don’t debase yourself or put yourself down or think less of yourself.”
Spinner wasn’t hanging his head anymore, but he looked stiff. “Sorry I’ve, uh- no one’s ever… this is all new to me.”
You tossed your leftovers onto the nearby couch. “I’m sorry no one’s told you that before. I have to ask though: does the touching really make you uncomfortable? Because I can stop doing it if it is.”
“God no, I don’t want you to stop...” Spinner looked at you wide eyed before realizing that you weren’t going to freak out at him for his confession. “I just feel like if you touch me, you’ll realize your mistake. You’ll be grossed out by me.”
“Of course not,” you said as you grabbed one of his hands. The texture of his skin wasn’t much like scales, textured leather might be a better comparison. He was cool and remarkably smooth to the touch. “You’ve probably overheard how picky I am about clothing and food texture, right? I think there was an incident with some pasta a couple of weeks ago.”
“Yeah, I remember.”
“So clearly if I didn’t like the feel of your skin you’d know really fast. And I haven’t stopped touching you yet, right?” You punctuated you point by squeezing his hand.
“You could have anyone-”
You laughed. “I’m very flattered that you think that; but I think you’ll find that have very discerning taste and a stubborn disposition. I like you. I want to have you. And that’s the end of it. Bask in it?”
His mouth hung open for a moment. “Bask in it?” He chuckled and squeezed your hand after a moment of hesitation. Spinner gave you a questioning glance, as if asking if that action was okay. “I think-”
Ring ring!
“Now that’s an old-fashioned ring tone!” You laughed and Spinner rolled his eyes.
“It’s Shigiraki,” he confirmed as he looked at the lit-up screen. “I really don’t want to answer…”
He’s probably wondering what the fuck is going on. Although I’m sure he doesn’t care much beyond the fact that Spinner and I aren’t dead. Man, he’s gonna pissed about all of this. “I thought he was amongst the excited crowd this morning?” You asked teasingly. “Wasn’t he right there beside Toga and Magne with that excited grin he gets?” Your voice was thick with sarcasm.
Spinner snorted. He replied in a voice equally as sarcastic, “Oh yeah. That sounds like him alright.”
“Well this’ll be fun. Let me just grab a charging cord…” You dug around in your couch cushions for a moment.
Of course, unknowingly to you, Spinner stood right behind you unable to take his eyes off of you. His head was spinning in a way that he had previously thought only alcohol could achieve; there was no way this could be real…
Taking a deep breath, he looked at his hand. It was still warm from your touch. He glanced around your apartment only to jump when you clasped his arm with a triumphant grin. Those eyes, that smile, that nose – Everything really… “Ready?”
“Yeah. Don’t text Shig yet though. I got an idea, let’s pretend I’m missing. Oh! Or dead!”
“Do you want to actually die?” Spinner asked, deadpan. “Because that’s a one-way ticket.” His face nearly burst into flames when you planted a kiss on his cheek. He grumbled abashedly while looking at the floor.
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Day 8 ~ Christmas 2019 Ego Fanfics
Day 8 here we are holy moly! Now, festive times can bring along unwanted stress, so let's get rid of some of that today! LET'S DO IT!
TAGGING: @googlee-oliver
There are so many ways to give someone that you love a gift, and I personally am always honoured at the thought of someone even thinking about wanting to get me something. Something that’s always particularly special though, it’s when someone decides to hand-make a gift for one of their loved ones, I just find it so precious. Especially since making a gift for someone can be so difficult, certainly more difficult that regular crafting. You always want it to be completely utterly perfect, and you get paranoid and scared if you don’t get something exactly right and it takes at least 10 attempts to make something you think is even half decent.
Of course, sometimes this can be quite stressful….and sometimes, getting a little help can make things all the better. I regret to say that someone was experiencing sad stress right now, but you need not fear, because a certain little green glob was on a mission to find someone who could ease the stress and frustration….of Goopiplier. Gooper was speeding down corridor after corridor, just looking for somebody, anybody, who could help the poor guy….and Gooper ended up bumping into the ankle of the perfect person.
‘Wohoah! Whehere are you off toho in such a hurry?’
Oliver, the yellow Google facet, giggled as he looked down at Gooper, before crouching down so he could pet his back softly. Gooper relished in the affection for a few moments, before remembering his purpose. He bounced and gurgled intently to the android, who immediately furrowed his brows in concern.
‘Goop is upset and he needs someone’s help?! Where is he? Can you take me to him?’
Gooper eagerly yipped, before hurrying back the way he came with Oliver following quickly behind, his mind racing with worry as he hoped that Goop wasn’t panicking too much. Either way though, Oliver was resolute on helping, whatever the problem was. Gooper halted at Goop’s bedroom door, motioning to it…and Oliver could feel his own emotions building when he heard wet, muffled sobs coming from inside the room. Oliver smiled gently down at Gooper.
‘It’s okay bud, I’ll take it from here.’
Gooper mewled and nuzzled Oliver’s ankle as a thank you, before vacating. Oliver then turned his attention to the door, which was slightly ajar, before deciding to carefully push it open.
‘Goop?’
Oliver spoke softly so the man wouldn’t be startled, and thankfully he wasn’t. Oliver caught a quick glimpse of the man’s face before he tried to hide it, he had a slime-esque beard as always, but his eyes were puffy and there were tears and snot on his face from all the crying he’d clearly been doing. Goop gulped before trying to speak in a stammer free voice….which unfortunately he didn’t quite manage.
‘Hey Oli uh…l-look I’m uh…d-doing a Christmas g-g-…g-gift thing so uhm…c-c-…u-uhm…’
Oliver’s android heart broke at hearing Goop whimper and seeing him tremble from how upset he was, and he immediately came up to him and placed a gentle hand on his arm.
‘Oh Goop, what happened? You can tell me, it’s just you and me here, and I won’t tell anyone else if you don’t want me to….’
Oliver spoke in a gentle, reassuring voice…and it was that kindness that caused the last dam to break in Goop’s mind. His words were rambles as he turned to the sweet android, and his emotions just ran from his lips like a raging river.
‘I-I-I t-tried t-to make W-Wilford a p-pretty p-p-present b-but i-it’s useless a-a-and stupid and I-I kn-know he’s gonna hate it a-a-and think i-it’s worthless a-a-and h-he’ll h-hate me!’
Goop sobbed into his hands, sniffling as his whole body seemed to shake with his panicked upset; needless to say, Oliver was quick to act. Different people are cheered up by different things, sometimes it’s a light-hearted joke that shines through the dark crap, sometimes it’s soothing words, sometimes it’s the opportunity to vent, and sometimes it’s physical contact. Oliver had made it a secret project and find out and file away exactly what soothed each and every one of the egos, and thankfully he knew what Goop needed. A damn tight hug and the opportunity to just cry it all out.
‘Hey…hey it’s okay, I’ve got you. Just let it out Goop, just let it all out…’
Oliver wrapped his arms around the weeping man, holding him close to his chest with one hand rubbing his back and another hand buried gently in his hair. At first, Goop was inclined to protest, but as soon as he felt Oli’s warmth he just couldn’t pull away. He sobbed into Oli’s chest for a while, he was just so stressed and nervous that it just became too much for him. He’d never been a part of a family like this wherein he could give anyone any gifts, so this was a seriously big deal for him. Also, Wilford was like his idol; he was charismatic, talented, and didn’t care if he was seen as weird by others, he just owned it. That’s why it was so important for Goop to get this gift right.
‘I-I j-just….I-I-I wanna m-make this p-perfect….’
He stuttered still, but his sobs had died down thanks to Oliver’s affection and patience. The android smiled softly into Goop’s shoulder, rubbing his back as he replied in a soft voice.
‘I get, I really do. Sometimes with these things you just work on them so much that it makes it hard to see just how good they are, sometimes you need another pair of eyes to see the perfection…’
They slowly parted from the embrace, and Oliver smiled up at Goop now as he continued.
‘I could be that other pair of eyes, if you like?’
Goop nibbled his bottom lip nervously…he was still so scared of what he made being terrible, but on the other hand he really trusted Oliver, he was one of the kindest and most honest people ever; Goop knew that if anyone was going to make him feel better about this whole debacle, it would be the android of sunshine.
‘….o-okay….okay I’ll show you….’
Oliver’s smile widened, he couldn’t deny that he was excited to see what Goop had been working on for Wilford; Oliver knew that Goop had a talent for crafting, so the android had a really good feeling about this in his core. Goop led him over to a little work bench he had in his room, and moved a metal bucket aside….and Oliver’s eyes widened. Goop had, somehow….made a lava lamp from scratch.
‘Is….did you MAKE a lava lamp?’
Oliver’s mouth and eyes were wide as he took a closer look, whilst Goop fiddled with his fingers nervously.
‘U-Uh…yeah uhm, well, I-I’ve tried to….’
It was the most beautiful thing that Oliver had ever seen in his entire life. The lava lamp was a good thirty centimetres high and about fifteen centimetres in diameter, it had been crafted absolutely gorgeously. The lighting sequence transitioned through a sequence of pinks into purples, with a hint of magenta at points too, and the movement of the lava-slime substance was beautifully slow and hypnotic. What’s more, the heat it radiated was nothing short of comforting, it wasn’t too overwhelmingly hot, just a soothing, radiant warmth; oh also, the lava-slime clumps were embedded with silvery glitter. Oliver let out a soft gasp as he looked back to Goop finally.
‘This is so…just….I-I don’t know how to describe it! Beautiful isn’t a good enough word for it! The substance moves so smoothly up and down, the colours of light are so soothing and fit so perfect with Wilford! Plus, he’ll adore the fact that it’s, y’know, a lava lamp! I know he’s going to adore it!’
Goop blinked a few times in shock, having to take a minute or so to process all the praise he was being given. Oliver….thought it was better than good. Goop developed a wobbly, happy smile, letting out a light residual sniffle as he mumbled.
‘Y-You really think that?’
Oliver grinned as he nodded eagerly.
‘Heck yeah! It’s so cool, I really mean it!’
Goop’s smile widened, before he looked down to the floor, bashfully rubbing the back of his neck.
‘Ahaww shucks….’
Oliver let out a fond giggle.
‘Don’t you start crying again on me mister!’
Goop blushed at that.
‘I-I won’t I won’t-‘
‘Oh! Speaking of which, what kind of friend am I if I don’t clean you up?’
Goop blinked a few times, before his blush darkened as Oliver tilted his head up and started wiping and dabbing softly at his eyes and cheeks with a handkerchief.
‘Y-You don’t have to-‘
‘Nonsense, I want to! Plus, those tears might ruin your slime beard and we CANNOT have that!’
Goop let out a giggle, which warmed Oliver’s core so much, Oliver was much happier seeing Goop smiling instead of being so morose and disheartened. Oliver took his time drying away Goop’s tears and softly dabbing against his puffy skin, being careful to make his fingers a tad cooler so that the skin would feel soothed. However, that little giggle that Goop had let out was somewhat stuck in Oliver’s mind…and Oliver came to the logical conclusion that in order to help maintain Goop’s cheered up state, a state of mirth should also be involved. Oliver’s eyes gleamed for a moment, before he casually spoke.
‘Oh my! How did you get tears behind your ears?’
Goop furrowed his brows…what? For a moment he was seriously worried that Oliver was shorting out or low on charge, but he soon realised what Oliver was doing….when his nimble fingers skittered behind both his ears. He let out a wide eyed squeal and jumped away from the android, blushing rather red already as he stuttered in a very cute manner.
‘D-Dohon’t even think about it!’
Oliver giggled, and tucked his handkerchief away as he softly stepped towards Goop with a playful grin in place.
‘I just wanna make sure you’re all cheered up-‘
‘Y-You don’t need to tickle m-me to do that!’
‘Ohhh but I think I DO!’
Goop squealed and gasped when he was suddenly tackled to the floor by the, ultimately far stronger, android who wasted no time in straddling his hips and pinning his arms under his knees. Oliver let out a content sigh, before cooing.
‘Now, where was I?’
Oliver didn’t wait for an answer before he went back to skittering behind Goop’s, very adorable, ears which made Goop burst into spluttery giggles and snorts.
‘Pfthfttth-hehehey! Stahahappit yohohou ahass stahahappit!’
Oliver giggled, internally squealing at how adorable Goop looked as he tossed his head from side to side, he was so precious. Oliver’s nails were very precise as they stroked right in the crooks behind Goop’s lobes, all the while Oliver grinned and crooned.
‘Awww you look so much happier already, how could I possibly stop?!’
Goop squealed and kicked out reflexively, biting his bottom lip as he tossed his head about as much as he could, but Oliver was just too damn good at this. Usually if Goop got tickled, people never went for his ears because most people didn’t want to get part of his gooey beard on themselves, so that tickle spot always remained safe…until now of course.
‘Ihihihit tihihickles soho bahahad!’
Oliver fondly rolled his eyes.
‘Nooo! Really?! Well now that IS a revelation!’
Goop snorted, attempting to glare up at Oli through his flustered grin.
‘Shuhuhut uhuhup!’
Oliver grinned, his tongue poking out through his teeth cutely as he let his fingers traipse down away from Goop’s ears, now occupying themselves with softly trailing up and down his arms. Oliver smiled softly as he looked down at Goop.
‘You know, I don’t think I will. I’m really enjoying tickling you y’know, and that just makes me wanna talk even more! I wanna talk about how pretty your grin is, how sweet your giggles are, how cute your blush is! And ESPECIALLY how adorable it is when your goopy beard wobbles when you laugh!’
Goop’s eyes widened with embarrassment as he spluttered, caught between shaky giggles and utter speechlessness as all the teasing compliments built up in his brain. He’d never been complimented this much in his life, nor had he ever been teased this much in his life, and the intense combination of the two was just making him crumble into a flustered mess.
‘Ohogod-p-plehease just sh-shush! I-I c-can’t…’
He trailed off with a soft whine as he flicked his gaze away from the android, and Oliver felt like he was going to melt right there and then at how his teasy kindnesses affected the guy.
'Awwww, can the wittle goopy baby not handle the teasies?’
Oliver cooed with a giggle, now deciding to sneak a finger into each of Goop’s closed armpits, which caught the poor guy very off guard as he tried to retort.
‘I-I’m not a g-goopy ba-EEE OHMYGOD GEHET OHOUT OF THEHERE!’
Oliver grinned with evil delight at how Goop squealed and threw his head back, letting out a string out deep cackles that sounded like they came from the very depths of his sensitive soul. Oliver kept his fingers wiggling as he teased.
‘Oh…but…oh dear, it seems now I’ve put them in, I can’t get them out! Oh jeez, maybe if I wiggle them more then that’ll help get them out…’
Goop’s cackles got louder as Oliver sped up the tickling wiggling, making Goop thrash and cry out in growing flustered desperation.
‘NAHAHA THAHAT’S NAHAHAT HEHEHELPIHING!’
Despite Goop’s words, Oli maintained a concerned demeanour, letting out little gasps and grunts as he wiggled and twisted his fingers about constantly.
‘I am trying, but goodness me your thrashing is not helping! It’s only a little finger in each little armpit…’
Goop merely wailed, arching his back as his feet hit the floor wildly with his struggles and reactions.
‘C’MAHAHAHAN!! PLEHEHEHEEEASE!!’
Oliver giggled, and let his façade drop as he removed his fingers from Goop’s sensitive hollows. Goop was gasping, and his voice was caught in a much higher octave as he looked up at Oliver with flustered shock; he hadn’t ever fathomed sweet little Oliver being so damn evil!
‘Thahat w-was soho e-evihil! L-Like, s-seriously e-e-ehevil!’
Oliver giggled, raising a playful eyebrow down at Goop as he booped the guy’s nose.
‘I barely even did anything, it’s not my fault you’re a ticklish goopy baby!’
….I swear to god, Goop’s face was almost a fricking magenta colour after Oliver said those words. His voice somehow managed to go even higher too as he stammered.
‘I-I-I a-am n-not!’
Oliver giggled with an excited gasp, noting how that particular little nickname affected the sweet, ticklish man. Oliver teasingly ran his fingers over Goop’s torso now, focusing on his tummy as he raised an eyebrow down at him playfully.
‘Ohh? Does a certain ticklish goopy baby like that nickname?’
Goop pursed his lips and looked away from Oliver, fighting giggles as his lips and belly both trembled. Honestly, he did rather like that nickname, and frankly he was enjoying all of this too….but what he enjoyed the most was Oliver’s teasing. Oliver’s teasing gave him chills and goose-bumps and made him blush so hard he was hotter than the lava lamp he’d made for Wilford; disagreeing with Oliver was like a game, and it was a game that Goop wanted to play.
‘N-Noho…’
Oliver cocked his head down at Goop fondly. He could see that Goop adored it, he couldn’t hide the joy gleaming in his hazel eyes. Oliver understood why he disagreed though, it was simply Goop’s way of asking for even more teasing, and Oliver was more than happy to oblige.
‘Hmmm….that’s interesting…’
Goop let out a flustered whine as he felt Oliver’s fingertips splay over his sensitive tummy, before the android continued to speak in a low, teasing purr.
‘…because it seems to me, that the nickname suits you perfectly. You can’t deny that you’re oh so beautifully ticklish, you know you can’t hide it. Plus, you’re certainly goopy with that beard of yours jiggling away as you laugh so sweetly…’
Goop had his eyes squeezed shut out of flustered frustration as giggles built up in his belly and chest, feeling Oliver’s fingers curl and uncurl as his teases flowed so effortlessly was making it so damn hard to hold everything in….and ultimately, it was his final words that did it.
‘And frankly, you have the sweetness, softness, and cuteness of the most precious baby boy….ever!’
Oliver finished his tease by turning his tickling from anticipatory lightness, to devilish scratchiness. Goop let out a cry as he sharply arched his back, before he became a mess of giddy laughter and writhing beneath Oliver; his tummy was so damn ticklish, as I think we can concur.
‘NOHOHAHAHA NAHAT THE TUHUHUMMY OHOHO GAHAD NAHAT THEHERE! OHOHOLIIII!!!'
Oliver grinned with delight at his reaction, he ADORED playing with people’s hyper ticklish spots; people always got to the ultimate peak of cuteness once they were just consumed by mirth and nothing else. He kept on scratching as he cooed in the teasiest tone he could possibly muster.
‘Awww kitchy kitchy coo! Awww lookit the ticklish goopy baaaby! Does he like the tummy tickles, I think he liiiikes theeem!’
Goop was shaking his head frantically as his eyes started to water, the teasing was just absolutely breaking him.
‘NUHUHUHUH! NAHAHAT TRUHUHUUUE!!!’
Oliver giggled and cooed right in his face happily.
‘Is too truuuue!’
Oliver even went as far as too kiss Goop’s nose, making the mirthful man squeak and scrunch up his face; it was true tickle torment, there was no escape from the tickling or the teasing.
‘OHOHOHOLIIII!!!’
‘Yeeees Goopy?’
Goop was reaching the end of his resolve….but he was feeling much better as a result.
‘MEHEHEHERCYYY!!!’
Oliver giggled fondly, and had mercy, since he could see that he’d almost reached his limit. The android released Goop’s arms from beneath his knees, but flopped on top of him for a cuddle as he nestled into the man’s chest affectionately.
‘Do you feel a bit better?’
At Oliver’s soft question, Goop grinned his widest grin yet as he looked down at the warm, selfless sunflower android snuggled into him.
‘Yeah….yeah I do….’
Goop’s grin then morphed into a smirk, and he wrapped his arms around Oliver tightly as he growled.
‘Let me show you how grateful I am.’
Oliver spent the rest of the day basically being tortured….with love. He was accosted with gooey kisses and nuzzles and nibbles, which made him squeal and wriggle about like the cutest being ever; but let’s be real, no matter how messy it gets, love is the best thing around.
WOOO HOPE YOU LIKE THIS NEXT FIC LEMME KNOW IF YA DO WOOOO LUV YOUS XX
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Prince!Chenle
summary: you’re a member of the royal family and I didn’t know and you ran into me in the village and I completely told you off oh my god || prince!au
(A/N) o-oh my god i’m back from the dead with some prince chenle hope u enjoy (im a lil rusty so leave me some feedback Please! also,,, its not proofread haha aslkdjfhals Please Spare Me)
okay so you live in the village
your mom told you prior that you need to just walk over to your grandma’s house and drop sumn off
and to get to her house, you have to cut into the uhhh
the place where all the store stands are
u know like the market place ish
and so your holding a lot of stuff in your arms and you just walk with your eyes on the floor, watching where you step
and you lift your head up at times so you can see if you’re ever going to bump into someone
guess what
you rlly done goofed cause you Look Up and right as you do theres this body that collides with yours
and you drop
e v e r y t h i n g
then you just stop and you get rlly pissed off
you look up rly dramatically and slowly and you meet a pair of eyes that actually look a lil scared
(ugh poor bby chenle im rlly srry)
‘are you serious??? were you just not paying attention??? do you seriously have no coordination on where you’re going??????’
and then you let out a huff and start to pick up your things and place them back in your basket
while you do that you’re just muttering to yourself, ‘GOSH my mom is literally going to whoop me if she finds out i dropped gma’s stuff’
and then you see the guy kneel in front of you and start to help
‘um...... i can do this by myself, you can go ahead and bump into someone else now’
and he just looks at you with this expression you cant read
then he slowly gets up
‘prince chenle, we need you back at the kingdom right away, your mother is asking for you.’
and then you freeze up
p-prince ????? w-what ????????
two plus tw o equals pie ??????
then you start to panic and you hurriedly place the rest of your stuff in the basket and Run
you just Run To Your gma’s house
but you hear a soft ‘wait!’ when you run but you just Cannot
you’re SOOOOO embarrassed and when you arrive at your gma’s house your face is RED
and your ears are all flushed and your gma asks whats wrong
‘i just told off the prince because he bumped into me-’
in your defense he rlly didn’t look like a prince (wdym chenle ALWAYS looks like a prince smh)
he was wearing .... regular clothes so he Did Not Look Like A Prince
like,,,,,, yeah i dont know LOL
but then all your grandma does is LAUGH AT YOU
whats so funny??? blease omg hes gonna Have My Head omgomgomgsdhkjah
so your grandma just looks at you like you’re overreacting and says, “chenle is a nice boy!! he comes and visits me all the time sweetie.”
and then you freeze up because-
w hat ???? let me ??? move my ??? bang real quick ???
“grandma you what”
“chenle visits me all the time??? very nice boy, you’d like him !!”
and all she does is feed you then kick you outta the house to go home before it gets too dark
when you walk back your just rlly thinking ‘.... that happened huh ...’
AND THEN !!! you hear a lil yell of ‘hey!!’
and when you schnapp your head up you see the prince waving up at you with this Look on his face ???
so you just give him a weird glance and walk slowly towards him
“listen, about earlier i am so sor-”
“it’s fine !! hope you aren’t beating urself over it too much !! have a great evening ...?”
then u tell him ur name yadda yadda then he leaves and then ur like !!! haha what just happened !!!
so you go home and just sleep on it cause you kind of just dont want to think about it HAHA
so the next morning when you wake up your mom says to go to your gma’s again
just cause your gma wants to see you .. which is kind of odd
you only see your grandma during special occasions and when you drop things off
only because school/work has been taking a lot of your time
but just for your gma,,,,, you’ll visit her and forget the responsibilities for now
you walk there with confusion on your face because,,, although your grandma loves you, she doesn’t just spring on you and ask you to come over
so youre just curious about why she wants to see you (there isnt anything wrong with it !!! its just a lil odd)
when you arrive to her cottage you see this car outside and immediately become anxious
youre just treading slowly to the door, and then you raise your hand to knock,,, but youre hesitating A LOT
so time goes by (max. of like .. 5 minutes) and the door swings open to reveal your grandma
she puts you into a bone crushing hug, and then pulls you inside
“thank you for coming dear !! i want you to formally meet someone.”
and then you get SCARED scared
so when you turn to go into the living room, you nearly SCREAM
cause on the couch is mr prince chenle and you feel like one of the guards is going to strangle u with the glare they’re giving you
in your defense, you didnt Know ............ you told off the Prince .......
“chenle sweetie, this is my sweet grandchild i was telling you about !! they did tell me recently that you recently met.”
chenle blushes when he makes eye contact but you rlly dont now why cause You Told Him Off and thats rlly all you can think about HAHA
BUT in reality chenle isnt too bothered by that cause you didn’t immediately treat him like a Prince, you treated him like a regular person (albeit a lil ... Yikes)
and he actually thinks that you are the most gorgeous being in the World !! mayhaps lil prince even has a tiny crush on you !!!
when you Formally Introduce urself to him
ur grandma hits u w that, “sweetie can u help me n chenle garden some things !!”
and then she gestures u both to follow her in her backyard
she tells the guards to make themselves feel at home and leave out like lemonade or sumn
so you and chenle are just super awkward at first cause you dont know how to break the tension
also all you can think about once again: was that u rlly told him off
but then chenle starts to laugh really loudly at a joke your grandma says and then you just-
YOU WANT TO COO !! cause even tho his laugh is Super Loud, you find it endearing that he’s just letting loose like this
he catches you staring tho and he stops and he Blushes Again and you want to !!! squish !!
who doesnt want to squish chenle he’s literally such an angel and hes so adorable ugh i lov baby
so you both just start talking more and then by the end of the day you guys are just best buddies
you forget hes the prince too
but then u walk in to see the guards and ur all lik e... righ t...
its ok tho !! chenle is a person too !!
and honestly you guys make this a regular thing
you and chenle go to ur gmas house to garden every day or when you guys have the time
and essentially its just you guys pulling out weeds while talking about new and exciting things that happened to you recently
and your grandma just watches you guys get along and her heart is happy
cause chenle sometimes talks to her about him not making friends cause they always use him for his status
and so ur gma knows u arent like that and shes just really happy to see the two of you get along really well
days turn to weeks, weeks turn to months !! and you guys become really really close friends
some feelings develop too or .. whatever ..
but you dont acknowledge them cause youre just a person who lives in the viliage while hes a prince
chenle does though
and hes so shy about it that he blushes everytime you say his name or just smile at him
cause his heart goes !!!!!
he rlly likes you
and u rlly like him but u just dont know !!!
ye wutevr its 2018 and status rlly shouldnt matter but ur just rlly conscious about being judged and stuff
like even if u started to date him would his parents accept you
and then u snap out of ur thoughts cause chenle looks worried and you havent answered his question
haha he asked a question ???
‘you want to hang out with me tomorrow?? thats not gardening?? i-i mean its ok to say no haha i love gardening with you i just wanted to know if y-you wanted to try something new with me? i-i understand if you want to say no-’
‘chenle, sweetheart, breathe,’
and then he Blushes cause oh they just called me sweetheart and he just breathes
then you say you would love to !!!
and ur gma is just watching the Entire Thing with the guards
with popcorn and tea
and its literally the cutest little exchange ever cause youre both just blushing and red
so when tomorrow comes
chenle meets u at ur gmas house
and so like he holds his hand out for you to take and ur just !! heart into overdrive !!!
and then !!! he takes you to this ice skating rink cause youve mentioned before that you havent been
and he rented out the whole place so people wouldnt be bothering you two
and hes just nervous and so are you but since ur dont know how to skate youre just clinging to him for dear life
and hes such a blushing mess omg
the guards are just cooing at the both of you, some even join you on the ice
and you guys are just cracking jokes and having such a good time
there was a time where one of the guards fell on their ass and u two couldnt stop laughing
then chenle falls but since youre holding onto him you fall down too oops
and so ur just kinda ... laying down on him awkwardly and your guys’ faces are so CLOSE
but then you clear your throat and then you jump off of him
it gets kind of late and the guards are just like, “hate to break this cute and adorable moment, but your momma is calling you to be home prince”
and so chenle just blushes and gets up first, then holds his hand out again to help you up
it makes you sad when he has to leave, but he drops you off at home
when he does, he walks you to your door and then he says goodbye, but before he leaves
you feel a little bold and you kiss him on the cheek !!! so cute !!! cause then hes just RED ! and hes so flustured and he just waves bye and when he gets into his car
he just clutches his chest and has this big smile on his face and hes just so in awe
and the guards are teasing him but he really Does Not Care cause you just did : THAT
you kissed him on the cheek and hes so !!! about it
but you guys go out more often after this
and sometimes is just to hang out with your gma cause chenle has grown to love her HAHA
its become a thing where you kiss him on the cheek goodbye
wow cute
one day though, hes saying bye and hes looking away while youre about to kiss his cheek
but then he remembers he needs to tell you something
so right as your lips are about to kiss his cheek
his head turns and you two share a lil innocent peck
AND YOURE BOTH BLUSHING WOW
AND THE GUARDS ARE SO !!!!
o-ohmy gosh im so kilig you guys
CHENLE IS SO FLUSTURED THAT HE FORGETS WHAT HE WANTED TO TELL YOU
oh right he was about to CONFESS confess but like
ur flustered too so u rush out a goodbye and you LEAVE
and chenle is just !!!! ok ill tell them tomorrow !!!!
well tomorrow comes
and you dont show up
ur gma tells him that u’ve been exhausted cause of school, theyll probs be back tomorrow
so then he comes back tomorrow
and you arent there again
and this goes on for like a week
and he just Knows ur avoiding him
but like hes so fed up because he has been Waiting for the Right Time to confess to you
and so he goes over to ur house and then knocks
you answer the door and then your eyes grow wide and then u shut the door again
but chenle pushes it open and just “WAIT”
and so you just slowly open the door
“why have you been avoiding me??”
and ur just speechless cause haha avoiding you ?? why would i do that ???
and he gives you This Look
and then ur all like ... “OKAY !!! so ive been avoiding you .... what about it..”
and he just sighs and hes all serious and ur all !! cause chenle is barely serious alsdkf
“Listen,,, i really like you,”
you pause and you just look at him before grinning
“i really like you too chenle!!”
and he just looks Frustrated cause he thinks you arent getting it
“more than a friend way!!!”
and then you start to smile and ur all like .. “the feeling is mutual bub !”
and now HES pausing cause w-what
m-marty
but then you just hug him tightly and tell him how much you really like him !!!
and he goes !!!! oh my gosh !!!!
then you guys are just looking at each other and you really do forget that there are other people around you and he kisses you !!! wow !!!
please spare me ive never had my first kiss before HASKDJFHASD
BUT ANYWHO
you guys are always together now !! and he even lets you meet his parents and they immediately: love you
you basically hang around him a lot and when he says he has to do sum prince duties ur all like ... huh ... i forget ur a prince LMFOAJFH
but everything is good everything is well !!!
youre just content with what you have with chenle even tho u started off a lil rocky
you just !!! like him so much !!! life is good hehe
anway end !!! prince chenle: cutest lil headcannon but chenle is ALREADY a prince !!!
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DEH Recap 25 July 2018 (Stephen's Debut!)
I JUST FOUND THIS IN MY DRAFTS AND REALIZED I NEVER POSTED ABOUT MY FIRST EVER BROADWAY MUSICAL WHAT THE FUCK IM A DUMBASS
anyway here's my recap of deh when i went to see it on broadway back in fucking july of last year
ACT 1
we were towards the back of the theatre but the music box is so small we honestly had a great view of both the stage and the band!!
stephen was such a cute evan, he was really anxious but a little more optimistic than ben platt
the opening monologue was so fast omg
it might just have been me but it seemed like rachel’s mic was turned a little low especially in comparison to evan. it sounds fine in the audio but i had a *little* trouble hearing one or two of her lines in the theatre. it might have been acoustics idk
heidi is so painfully optimistic it hurts my heart
alex’s connor literally does not give a fuck. mike’s connor came across as a kid who had too many emotions he didn’t know how to deal with; alex’s connor is just flat out apathetic
jlt’s cynthia seems a little sterner/reprimanding compared to the earlier boots i’ve seen so that’s an interesting change
at the “he’s not high” part alex had a really creepy smile on his face and then he stalked so defiantly offstage
olivia’s zoe was colder than i expected; her zoe is a little more similar to laura’s
phoenix’s alana—bless her heart, she was so earnest and adorable
when jared said that line about zoe’s instagram, stephen was so distressed he spun in an entire circle to make sure no one was listening it was hilarious
sky is really funny but i feel like will is much funnier in terms of comedic timing? like sky’s jared is still an asshole but will’s jared is like. Major Asshole™
there was this mixed groan + laugh throughout the audience during the school shooter line
waving through a window was gorgeous i’m not ashamed to admit that was when i started crying
‘evan right?’ ‘eVAN!!’ and he was so horrified he covered his mouth with both hands
during the jazz band part my mom was like “he’s so nerdy” lmao
the staging and choreo of wtaw is so fucking powerful i love it i love it i love it so much
evan’s desperation during the letter scene was so painfully acute and real and he started crying during ‘i wish everything was different’
i’ve always liked the letter scene/wtaw reprise but i never expected to cry so hard during it
alex said the line ’you fell out of a tree? well, that is just the saddest fucking thing i ever heard’ like, completely monotonous
‘because there’s zoe’; my mom next to me: ‘oh no’
the only time real!connor ever showed emotion was when he yelled at evan at the end of the lab scene he was completely apathetic anywhere else
asa somer’s larry is a little less stoic than michael park’s
evan’s head nod at the dinner table was so exaggerated it was like he was going to nod his head off lmao
righ after evan said “i remember a lot of good things about connor” his face was instantly like ‘oh shit’
for forever never used to be a favorite song of mine until now bc wow it was so pure and earnest and heartbreaking
‘girls we wish would notice us’ he looked at zoe and then whipped his face away so quick
the absolute sass and shade heidi throws about evan’s stepmother lmao
ALRIGHT!! IT SAYS CONNOR!!! ON YOUR CAST!!!!
honestly evan talks to heidi like he’s just…trying to placate her and wait until she’s gone; like he doesn’t really care about what she’s trying to say and it breaks my heart :((
fake connor is so much more animated than real connor alex really shows the difference between the two
the nipples pose was the most Fucking Cursed thing i’ve ever seen in my life
sky laughed so hard at ‘im sending pictures of the most amazing trees’
alex does the ‘not because we’re gay’ line quite differently from mike; alex’s one is like ‘no of course not we’re not gay!!’
connor and evan high-fived
jared actually never touches them when during the sincerely me dance, it’s like he’s trying to participate but can’t and idk i think that was a really genius blocking move
when evan left the murphy after giving them the emails he made a huge berth around zoe
requiem fucked me up!! when cynthia was sitting on connor’s bed and hugging his pillow to her chest i couldn’t take it i started sobbing
olivia’s voice is so lilting and pretty, but she hit ‘monster’ really harsh and then broke down crying
the transition from heidi not being able to do taco tuesday and evan going for dinner at the murphys is just genius that’s all
evan freaked out so bad when he said ‘you’ve never been poor then’ and olivia was so deadpan the whole time it was great
evan’s so in love with zoe during if i could tell her it was adorable and tender and sweet
i think zoe genuinely wanted to know what connor thought about her, she just didn’t want to show it
he didn’t freak out that much after ‘really pretty—er, good’ but when zoe asked ‘he did?’ he made this really frustrated ARGH noise which was so funny
zoe really was just drinking in everything evan said, which was beautiful and heartbreaking
stephen's voice wavered a little on the last 'i love you' which was kind of funny
phoenix's comedic timing as alana is really great which kind of surprising. i didn't expect alana to be so funny even with all her intensity and earnestness
anyway, disappear was really cool because alex and stephen are almost the same height? and from the back of the theatre they look p similar in terms of build and all that, so the way the scene was blocked made it look like good angel/bad angel which was just so neat!
the scene where cynthia gave evan connor's tie just broke my heart ouch
the part where evan screws up his speech just before ywbf is honestly so painful to watch because of how accurate it is
stephen is such a great actor his horror and fear and shame is all so palpable
he was just lying there on the ground and sobbing
you will be found was glorious the whole stage was lit up and all the projections were screaming
cynthia's "you did" was just so excited and joyful her smile was so infectious
baby alex was really adorable i die
when zoe appeared on her bed with the blue light washing over her she looked so alone and so sad i just wanted to run up to her and give her a hug
when larry broke down and cynthia hugged him i wanted to cry
the whole scene and song was just so powerful and the lights and projections and blocking all just tie in so so well
actually that applies for the whole show lmao
ACT 2
evan really brushes off jared after the sincerely me reprise and sky really plays up jared's hurt and ouch
honestly evan's fights with heidi in act 2 are so painful because evan's just getting colder and drifting away and you can tell how frantic and heartbroken heidi is
ngl i don't really like the line about evan not taking his refills and how his anxiety is okay but idk
'so, you and zoe' 'this glove's really cool wOW' lmfao
ugh, to break in a glove was so heartbreaking guys larry really cared about connor okay?
asa's larry seems less stoic than michael's and you really see how much he likes evan and he's not afraid to show that affection
"in three hours!" evan's growl was so cute and adorable
he was like yelling and freaking out so bad over the breakup part and then he went 'thank you' in the smallest most embarrassed voice
only us was pure and wholesome and i couldn't help but think throughout that entire song that wow zoe is amazing and i really want her as my girlfriend
also olivia puckett's voice is really smooth and gorgeous
and evan's really confident in only us which is just such a sweet thing to see
alana was really fucking pissed at evan wow
and jared is just flatout apathetic and unsympathetic while evan freaks out
heidi's so shy at the murphys she's adorable
"he's got his own toothbrush" my mom laughed out loud at that line lmao
larry went over to evan when he was curled up on the chair and kinda like, nudged his shoulders and lower back to get him to sit up straight it was so funny
you can see how mortified heidi is and evan just KNOWS he's going to die once they get home
ngl heidi IS terrifying once they get home
evan really doesn't hold back with his barbs holy shit
good for you!! rockstar heidi!! rbj just strutted out like a fucking model!! i love her so much!!
i love this song so much the lighting was amazing and the music was like. shaking the theatre
same thing for the ywbf reprise
it's so haunting and terrifying and you can just Sense how evan and the murphys feel everything falling apart
stephen's acting during words fail. holy shit. i thought no one could top ben platt's words fail? but i have to say stephen probably gave my favorite performance of the song ever
i've never been so emotionally shaken by a song before, i was sobbing so hard and i need to say that that scene alone was worth the entire price of the ticket.
so big/so small was so soft and heartbreaking. evan just collapsed into heidi's arms
stephen's kinda lanky and it was really funny seeing rbj trying to half-hug/half-carry him on the couch
i didn't cry as hard during that song because i think i ran out of tears after words fail
when the scrim is pulled back and everything turns blue?? so bright? so emotional so beautiful
all those plants rising up from the ground
the ending was so satisfying oh my god i have never seen a better musical
STAGEDOOR
it was my first broadway stagedoor and we got out asap after the show ended but holy shit there were so many people
it was drizzling just a little bit so some people left before the actors came out
the most annoying thing is when there are people going in and out of the theatre and the stagedoor keeps opening and closing and you're just on an emotional rollercoaster bc you think the cast is coming out >:)
april lavalle (alex's girlfriend) stuck her head out of the door to look around at one point! alex didn't come out tho :((
asa was the first to come out!
he was so sweet, i asked him to sign a playbill for my friend sarah and he was like 'do you want me to write her name?' and i was like 'yes!' and he drew a little heart next to it was so sweet omg
sky was the next one out and i told him he was really funny and he was like !! thank you and i almost died
stephen was the last one to come out and sky got really excited and yelled 'this is his first stagedoor' and everyone cheered for him
he was really shy at first and didn't want to take pictures
but he and asa and sky took a selfie! i couldn't get in but i got a photo of them taking it and omg i would die for this cast that's all
when stephen signed my playbill im pretty sure i told him something along the lines about him being fantastic and i was so happy to have seen him and he smiled this cute dorky grin and said thank you and i died a little inside
down the line he agreed to take some selfies
and then the security guard told us that that was everyone
i was really hoping to see olivia but it's okay!! it was such an amazing incredible wonderful experience
oh and apparently my parents were waiting off to the side of the stagedoor crowd and my mom said asa waved to them as he left the theatre?!?!?!
also she saw phoenix leave
and yeah that's basically what happened
i'm still pinching myself wtf
im sorry this post was so long i have a lot to say
this is also lowkey for me to look back on next time and so i wont forget what happened
:))
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beneath the milky twilight → rackie
TAGGING→ @acupp-jp @rocketpowerreg
TIME→ February 20th, 2019, late night/early morning
LOCATION→ A park in Brooklyn
NOTES→ Nursing their heartbreaks, Jackie and Reggie decide to bar hop until the morning and wind up on a playground alone, sharing more than just a bottle of Jack Daniels between them
REGGIE CLIFFTON
It had been a long while since Reggie had felt any kind of heartbreak, which was likely why this one felt the deepest despite being a short lived relationship. Reggie had closed herself off to the idea of relationships and being with someone, only for Harper Clarington to of thrown that all for a loop. Now that she had opened herself to it again, she was having to re-learn the ups and downs that came along with it. Luckily, she had a friend in Jackie Puckerman to help ease the pain and provide a much needed distraction for her. Which, given Jackie was in a similar boat, Reggie was hopefully providing the same amount of comfort for her right back. The pair had gone out on the town, Reggie going to Jackie's earlier in the day to make some edibles for them. Which were then taken before going to the bars. Reggie couldn't go out and dance much with Jackie, but she could drink with her, joke with her, and have fun all the same. It was hardly anytime at all before they at that level of carelessness they both wanted. Maybe even needed.
It was getting to be later into the night with some bars starting to close, though rather than call it quits, they went to a liquor store to buy one more bottle to share. Finding the nearest park, Reggie and Jackie posted up on an empty playground, sitting side by side on the highest platform and looking at the view of the park and city surrounding them. Despite how alive New York City was, at the moment, it seemed rather still. It made the thoughts Reggie was trying to get away from creep in, and so she was quick to open the bottle of whiskey they for and take a drink, "Jesus Christ, why didn't we get a chaser?" Reggie asked, feeling the burn of the alcohol go down her throat and make her wince, though then her shoulders relaxed a little more.
Handing the bottle to Jackie, dark eyes landing on her with a shrug, "I mean, I can't complain too much right? at least it gets the job done because I am... already fucking drunk." She laughed, smirking over at Jackie before the expression faltered. Did she like running away from her problems? No, not really, but given how heavy her heart felt at the moment, Reggie thought maybe it was deserved. Or perhaps she was just hoping that it was, "Thanks for offering to take me out tonight, Jacks... I needed it. Bad, apparently."
JACKIE PUCKERMAN
The last week or so had been a bit of a blur for Jackie, purposefully so. Kitty dropped her. Kitty wasn’t happy. Kitty didn’t want her. The whole thing gutted Jackie. She’d never thought love was a thing she go for, it wasn’t for people like her. She’d fallen hard for Kitty a long time ago and it scared the shit out of her so she instead dated Marley. Dating someone, because you’re afraid to date the person you want to be with is a shitty thing to do, but Jackie honestly thought she could make it work, but of course she fucked it up and hurt a person that she loves. Something she’ll never truly forgive herself for, but maybe this is Karma? Working for months to prove she was worthy of Kitty’s attention and honest affection just to be dismissed without a fight?... Kitty didn’t fight for her. Fuck! It all just hurt so damn bad.
Spending an entire week drunk or hungover may seem like a terrible way to deal with your problems, but who said Jackie wanted to deal with this shit? Whenever she really stopped to think about what it all meant, that maybe all the people she loved the most would leave, maybe they couldn’t love her, maybe this was how it was going to always be… That was too much to bare, so fuck it, she wouldn’t bare it. Jackie was going to party. When she’s drunk she almost forgets Kitty and Puck and the Sperm donor and the contentious yet slightly phony relationship she has with her mother. All she has to do is push a little harder and she’ll forget it all.
Luckily for Jackie she did have friends to help her forget. Reggie had been having a difficult time in general lately and on top of all the physical stuff the other woman was dealing with, turns out something had gone wrong in her relationship as well. Jackie honestly hated seeing her friends in pain but didn’t know how much of a support she could be in her current state, so she offered the only thing she thought she could, a night of fun and forgetting. They’d started out the night with some of Jackie’s favorite pot filled treats, proceeded to drink a few dude-bros under the table at a couple bars and ended the night with a last hurrah bottle at a park. Jackie laughed so much that night. Real genuine laughs that made her stomach hurt and in those moments she was so grateful to Reggie.
“Don’t be a baby, throw it back like a boss.” Her words came out with a slight slur because she was very very drunk, but she was halfway decent at hiding just how much. Jackie accepted the bottle from Reggie and took a long drink coughing a bit as she pulled it from her lips. “You are good company, Reginald, so I wanted to hang with you.” She ran the back of her hand across her lips. “I want to help with your sads. I hope I helped with your sads.” She grinned and shrugged before taking another quick sip and giving the bottle back.
REGGIE CLIFFTON
Reggie couldn't help but shake her head and laugh at Jackie's urging for Reggie to boss up. It was classic JP, as she had been one of the friends Reggie had who could push her to be a little more social. To put herself out there a little bit in the fun department. Sometimes Reggie needed that, and it seemed that she especially needed it at the moment, "Now I never claimed to be some sorta an expert, but I'd say you're fucking drunk, too, Jacks my dude." She teased in a loose tone. Sitting on top of a playground while shitfaced wasn't exactly how Reggie figured they would end up, yet somehow, it was fitting. It was soothing. The two of them were both running, yet the stillness of the night was providing a certain comfort, and bitterness somewhere deep in there.
Taking the bottle back from Reggie, she took another drink before handing it back at Jackie. And as the burning sensation happened again, Reggie sighed, laying herself back onto the cool surface of the playground. Her eyes wer looking up at the ceiling of the structure, only to close them with a hand resting lazily on her stomach, "I think that you... and the many, many, many Jack Daniels we met tonight did help with my sads... at least as much as you guys can, right." Reggie mused, trying not to let her usual world view put a damper on the night. Swallowing down the thoughts swirling in her head, Reggie's head fell to the side to look over at Jackie with a soft, inebriated smile, "How about you, Jacky P? This night helping out with your sads, too, or do we gotta find another store open in an hour?" She joked, knowing full well she hit her limit. But she'd remain good company for Jackie.
JACKIE PUCKERMAN
Turning her head a bit too quickly at the accurate accusation caused Jackie to have to steady herself. Placing a flat palm down next to her, she fought the giggle trying to escape. “I resemble that remark Reginald!” She waved one hand around, one finger pointing to the sky. “I am not... not drunk. I’m a little wasted that is all.” The giggle that followed was too strong to be contained. No one would remember the details of this night, especially not the fact that Jackie Puckerman giggled when drunk. Right? and with that thought she shivered. It was so cold out. Her teeth chattered faintly, but she barely noticed. What she did notice was a slightly snow covered monkey bars set that she had decided to climb before they went home.
Jackie tapped her finger to a melody that only played in her mind for a bit before realizing Reggie was handing her the bottle. She looked at it, admiration on her face before grabbing it and hugging it to her chest. The words “Old Friend” escaped in a hushed tone. She sways slightly as the melody gets a bit louder in her mind. Music helped drown out the painful memories too. Suddenly the unnamed song was replaced by Reggie’s voice and a whimsical smile danced across Jackie’s lips. “You’re a little cutie cute friend!” It took another moment for comprehension to come. And Jackie nodded, smile growing wider. “I’m glad. I wanted to make sure you we’re smiling sometime too. The real kind not the ‘see everyone I’m fine, so stop asking, Damnit!’ smile”. She nodded in a matter-of-fact way, mentally patting herself on the back for helping as she took another sip. Jackie thought about Reggie’s question. Her own sadness was the other reason they were there. She huffed and laid back beside the other woman. “Right now…” Jackie looked over at Reggie and a small smile appeared. “... Sads are mostly at bay… Score for Jackie!” She pumped one fist in the air. “I’m glad you’re here. Here where we are right now. Even though I don’t know where we are right now.” Her brow scrunched for a moment. “Reggie, people are hard… that’s what she said…” she laughed at her own ridiculousness. “No but really, I think I’m done with people.”
REGGIE CLIFFTON
Watching Jackie fumble and stumble through her thoughts while in her drunken state only provided entertainment for Reggie. The both of them were a little far gone beyond the realm of needing to make sense for there to be an understanding between them. They were both at a low point in their lives. Despite the fact one had been broken up with and the other did the breaking up in their respective relationships, it seemed almost too fitting for them to be finding a comfort in each other. Along with the bottle in hand, of course. When Jackie laid back, Reggie's head turned to have eyes meet with Jackie's own. Yes, her head was spinning, her eyes were a little glazed over, and her mind still felt heavy even if the thoughts that actually weighted it down weren't being considered. She was focused on Jackie, smiling back at her only for it to falter at the mention of people. Of being done with them. Reggie's first reaction was to do a chuckle that was paired with a snort of sorts. It sounded so easy to say, even Reggie believed it for a minute, only to remember calling it quits on anything wasn't easy. But she had been forced to do it many times before. What was one more heart break in her life, right?
"You know what? I could absolutely, positively start rattling off some bullshit about how you shouldn't give up on people, and that it's bad to. That you should keep faith because people change and it gets better and all that..." Reggie started, not intending to go off on a tirade but that was the level of drunk she was at. Propping herself up on her elbow, Reggie let her head move freely to fall to the side, attention on Jackie as she continued to slur out, "but you know, honestly? I'm right fucking there with you. It's better off that way." Reggie declared, lifting her head to haphazardly look out into the distance. Her vision was a little too unfocused for that, but she still was staring off, "It's shitty, you know... like knowing it's basically in your genes suck for all of eternity and that's just the hand you've got," Reggie spilled out, clearing finding her stride in terms of what emotional damage she felt like revealing, "It's like... no matter what you do, you're gonna wind up doing the same shit you don't wanna be doing. Or hoped shit wouldn't end up blown up in your face. But like... deep down, you totally knew it was gonna end up the same way. So... are you really just stupid for even trying to fight it?" Reggie rolled her eyes, only to then have them search for the bottle to take another drink. They were barely breaking it in, and yet by now, the burn was becoming much more a dull sensation Reggie wasn't having an issue with.
JACKIE PUCKERMAN
Jackie listened as Reggie spoke, nodding along, taking in what she could. “Don’t rattle off nonsense right now, ‘cause I don’t think I could tell the difference.” Genuine concern covered her face before quickly dissipating. Jackie honestly felt every word the other woman said. Each one hit her in such a way, that in her drunken state she was a bit confused as to which one of them was actually saying the words. Reggie somehow knew exactly how she felt. “Get out of my head sorcerous.” Jackie whispered, unsure if her night’s partner in crime heard. “You could have said ‘don’t give up on people ‘cause everything is gonna work out in the end’ and I would just call bullshit. And I’d kick you… just because.” A small grin slid across her lips and slowly fell from her face as the words began to settle in again.
“I AM stupid. I’m a fucking idiot. I did know, Reg, I knew how this shit was going to turn out but I convinced myself, tricked myself into thinking this 22 yrs of shit relationships would stop. I mean, when you’re abandoned as a fetus it’s def the universe giving you serious warning of how life is going to be, right?” Jackie closed her eyes squeezing them tightly, trying to push away everything that hurt. “I fight the loser piece of shit in my genes on a regular, but maybe I should just be who I am because trying to be something else ain’t fooling nobody.” She thought about how much effort she put into being “better” and how she always fell short. Was it even worth it?
Jackie turned and laid on her side, facing Reggie. “Is it supposed to be this difficult? Are some of us supposed to fail? Can you stop hogging that?” She reached for the bottle and put it to her lips, underestimating the difficulty of drinking while laying on her side. “Shit, don’t you spill that alcohol, as my King Bey would say.” Jackie chuckled before setting the bottle down, only partially disappointed half her gulp ended up on her cheek. Her gaze found Reggie’s face again and she pouted. “I’m sorry Reginald. I’m supposed to be cheering you up? Want me to do some naked acrobatics or something? I will.” She wasn’t supposed to be doing this, drinking and dope hot company was supposed to distract her from everything.
REGGIE CLIFFTON
"Oh c'mon Jacks, since when are you ever not cheering me up? You don't gotta even do naked acrobatics to make it happen. Not that I'd complain if you decided to try otherwise. I'm pretty sure I saw some monkeybars down there..." Reggie pointed out with her eyes on Jackie's, and knowing smirk on her lips. The two of them were friends, though things mainly started as a friends with benefits situation. It had been a long time since that had been their relationship, but among other things, it was likely one of the reasons they felt comfortable enough to be open. Which only continued on as Reggie, with all her might, tried to prop on her elbows so she could point her chin down to the ground at another structure nearby, "Yes. Cliffton scores. There they are, monkeybars waiting for climbing." She boasted, lazily attempting to lift a fist up as her eyes closed and she did a faux freezeframe. Her arm dropped back down, Reggie's body needing it for balance as she composed herself. Thought. mulled some memories over before slurring them out, "I haven't been on the bars in forever you know? Like... since I was a kid... I'm talking at least like seven or-or eight or maybe.... actually, I never really played on playgrounds now that I think about it." Reggie started to laugh at herself in a breathy chuckle, head falling to the side and loking at Jackie with a drunken smirk and eyes clearly thinking of another time.
"I was always that kid running around on the fields. Because back then I actually had two, that's right folks, two good legs. Oh man, I had no idea how good I had it then... we never do when we're kids." Reggie mused, her tone getting a little more distant near the end though her hand reached over wiped a drop of still wet whiskey from near Jackie's lips. It was a soft touch, with Reggie's eyes glancing at the familiar lips of Jackie's and knowing the many reasons why it was tempting to kiss them. Especially given the day she had of officially ending her five month relationship with Harper for reasons more complicated than Reggie cared to think about. Licking her lips, Reggie looked back up at Jackie's eyes and let her hand drop onto floor in the space between them, her own lips still in a small smile, "I know we keep getting all... this with the talking and shit but... I'm glad we did it. I'm glad we're friends, Jacks. I don't even care that we're both losers and have loser genes and make stupid mistakes... because we're fuck ups together. And that's pretty dope, right?" She rambled, her hand at some point having risen to Jackie's shoulder to ensure she had her friend's attention as she smiled, "I don't know... I think it's pretty dope at least."
JACKIE PUCKERMAN
“I mean I will, but if I do we gotta go inside, my nips can’t handle this cold temperature.” Jackie looked down at her itty bitties and laughed. “I am excellent at naked cartwheels.” Another laugh fell from her lips before her eyes fell onto Reggie’s face. Her voice was soft when she spoke again. “But I’m glad I always cheer you up, Reginald. I want to see you smiling and what not. You deserve some smiles.” Her mouth literally dropped open at the mention of Monkey Bars. “Yoooo, I was just thinking, well when we first got here I was thinking I needed to climb those damn things. You ARE some mind reading sorcerous! I knew it!” This was fun. There was ease with Reggie that was nice, a calm. There was no pressure to be anything but herself, no pressure to pretend to be okay but there were moments, like this, talking about climbing monkey bars when she in fact felt almost okay. “You’re such a freaking dork, did you know that?” Jackie shook her head and laughed at the ridiculous pose the other did. “ A cute one but a dork nonetheless.” She smirked and thought about the last time she was on a playground. “Don’t judge me, but I go to the park all the time. It was the one place in my neighborhood that got taken care of growing up. Like the the city couldn’t give a shit but the people in the neighborhood kept it up for us. Kept the grass cut and the rust away. So now even as a grown ass woman, because know that I am a grown ass woman,...” Jackie smirked and winked at Reggie before continuing. I go to the park sometime and swing and slide and climb monkey bars and remember moments of happy.”
Jackie looked down at the gentle hand on her cheek and took in a sharp breath. Touch, it was something she craved, connection, affection. She licked her lips and sighed softly before shaking off the desire to lean in. “Reggie with the two legs! Don’t worry though, because you’ll get it back. You’ll be running around here like a badass little kid in no time. I want to help. How can I help?” Jackie furrowed her brow, thinking of looking up physical therapy videos on youtube, because she was going to fix Reggie’s leg, and yeah, she was still pretty drunk. She quickly abandoned that train of thought as the other woman’s words rang out in her ears. “I’m glad too, Reg. I’m glad I got you, and I hope you know you got me, babe. Like Sunny and Cher. We’re fuck ups together...” The last words came out in a hushed tone. Jackie placed a hand on Reggie’s cheek resting it there as her thumb gently caressed the soft skin. It was familiar. Something she’d done long before. Her body just remembered. “Your cheek is cold.” She smiled softly before leaning in and pressing a kiss on Regina’s lips, a kiss so soft that their lips barely touch, until she leaned in a bit more fully connecting them. The tip of her tongue ran along the other woman’s bottom lip before she nipped, and soothed the spot once again with the swipe of her tongue. Jackie pulled away and held out her hand. “Come on, Let me push you on the swing instead of the Monkey Bars. I promise to be gentle.” She winked and chuckled.
REGGIE CLIFFTON
"Like Sunny and Cher... 'cept I think we're just two Sunny's and no Chers. I don't have that chick's kind of energy. Or hair, for that matter." Reggie rambled, a giggle escaping her lips a bit with closed eyes. Her stomach was starting to hurt, and she had to wonder if it was pain from all the laughter or from needing food. They had eaten, but with all the hours of the night having been nothing short of a blur, it was hard to remember when that was. Reggie's body was relaxed back against the cool metal surface of the playground, her eyes opening slowly to upon feeling a weight on her cheek. As they opened, she felt Jackie's kind touch and there was a look in her eyes that was mirrored in Reggies own. The witty remark of ‘then why don’t you warm it up’ was there on the tip of Reggie's tongue, but she couldn't quite say it. It was too similar to a thing she'd say to Harper, and luckily, Jackie took the initiative of connecting their lips. That kept Reggie's lips busy in a better way than talking could have done. The simplicity of it was exactly what the moment called for between two friends feeling lost. There was a want for intimacy that had been lost due to their respective break ups. While their months long relationships had come to ends in different ways, that didn't change the need from existing for them both. Reggie sighed into it, the hand on Jackie's shoulder gripping slightly and pulling herself closer to the source of comfort she needed at the moment. The source in the form of her friend, with whom this wasn't their first kiss, and likely not they're last.
As the pair pulled back, Reggie glanced at Jackie's hand and a child-like grin broke out, "The fun just never stops with you, does it, Jackie P?" Reggie playfully stated, her hand enthusiastically though sloppily grabbing Jackie's as she also tried to get herself to her feet, "And you know as well as I that Reggie C don't do anything gentle." Reggie pointed out between chuckles and grunts as she rose to her feet. Truthfully, Reggie was more successful than expected in the task, apparently the physical therapy she had stuck enough to be transferred to her drunk state. Thus now Reggie was dragging her friend along by the hand, laughing for no reason other than the world wasn't so heavy. She hadn't broken Harper's heart. She hadn't broken Lola's heart. She hadn't broken her own heart. No. She was just there in the moment with someone who cared, and that she cared for, about to swing on the monkeybars as if the world hadn't beaten them down. That felt like enough for the night.
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parkjin headcanons!!
ur honestly both in awe at how ur in a relationship with each other because neither of u give urselves enough credit !!!! u r both sweethearts and visual gods
hyunjin: “wow ur so cute i cant believe ur dating me”
parker: “no!! thats me @ u”
god: “p l e a s e ur both cute babies and u deserve each other”
i digress
this bb is friends with some clingy ass mofos !!! like daehwi !!! ur getting the hugs u deserve and u will get no complaints from him abt ur affections either because hes just sitting their with you like o//w//o
dont believe this boys dangerous stage presence he is a softie through and through he will get you flowers and chocolates and everything you could possibly imagine !!! angel baby sweetie pie ur pumpy umpy umpkin !!!
he would absolutely love dancing with you !! he loves ur passion and drive to perform and is always willing to practice with u even when hes tired :( bb boy !! hes much nicer than chan tho lol but hes still a pretty strict teacher so expect some dramatic improvement under him
(also whenever you pull off a move properly he gives u a sweet s m o o c h so it encourages you to do even better for more opportunities to kiss ur bf)
bc hes an idol !! yall cant go out publicly for dates all the time so a typical date is yall goofing off at home, watching movies and shows on netflix, a romantic dinner if yall have the energy but generally takeout, blasting music and dancing around, etc etc he just loves being with you
but when its been a while he will absolutely take you out on cute dates!! sometimes cute elaborate picnics, sometimes a spontaneous trip around the city at night, but always without a fail fun and exciting, especially with your boyfie by ur side :^)
also initially he is SO shy with you !! like remember how shy he was around jinyoung ??? during the survival show??? multiply that by a MILLION this boy was so shy he blushed the deepest shade of red just by h*lding ur h*nd !!! he gains more confidence as the relationship progresses but pls be easy on this bb boys heart
also (wiggles eyebrows) yall can have some spicy kisses !! some intense makeout sessions !! but nothing further lol he is a SHY BOY and also very much 18 he is awkward and is not abt that life rn lol
like ur gonna be shocked at the duality because at the beginning of the relationship hes like “c-can i h*ld ur h*nd? and ur like “how did u censor that out loud” but now hes like “makeout with me” and ur like bitch WHAT but also okay lol
this boy is a solid eight inches taller than you lol if you think he wont even lightly tease you about the height difference you are wrong !! ur just chillin and hes like “hey :) hows the weather down there” and ur like “i will END you” and he blows a kiss ur direction and ur like “okay maybe not ur kinda cute. but comment on my height again and u will receive no mercy”
DUDE he is at the perfect height where he can rest his chin on ur head!! and give u forehead kisses !!!! he just loves u so much man !!! sure kissing u on the lips is great and all but kissing ur forehead?? CUTE
also so many of his shirts and hoodies disappeared and he was like ?????????? what !!! and then he saw you just DROWNING in his hoodie because he too loves oversized stuff and hes like. im fine with this (he takes photos and sets them as his home and lockscreen when they arent promoting) (this boy is GOOD at not getting caught)
dude when the Boiis found out u two were dating they LOST IT !!! interrogated then welcomed !! hyunjin was exposed by them a lot lol they exposed ALL the juicy stories and u were like :^)
dont worry tho ya girl laramie exposed u in kind so then hyunjin was like :^)
truly a bonding experience for the both of you
yall are both visual gods so sometimes u both will just. try on even the most ridiculous outfits and have a fashion show in the living room of ur technically shared apartment
yall take photos on ur phones in a super exaggerated manner in order to mimic the paparazzi and photographers and shout encouragements like “YES KING GET THAT BREAD” and “OH YES WORK IT”
willing to nerd out with you at a l l times !!!
oh my god him sleeping over when he can when hes not promoting and u waking up to him spooning u and just. big cuddle hours: activated
soft kisses before jokingly going “u have morning breath” and just the resounding GROAN before he threatens to leave u cold in the bed and ur like no wait-
hes trying to be frugal with his money as he hasnt been an idol for that long but he definitely buys you gifts from time to time when hes reminded of u
“babe i got this red panda plushie for u” (insert parkers unintelligible shrieking here)
hes not the most jealous boyfriend actually !! he trusts you a lot and is okay with you being friends with whomever u please but sometimes he sees u fangiring over his seniors or smth and hes like >:( im a good performer too love me !!!! pls !! he just wants ur love smooch his cheeks and ull be good
also to get him flustered? peck his cheeks or (gasp) his NOSE he gets so flustered bc its so innocent but so intimate at the same time so he just gets so RED and stutters and ur just like :^) ah how the turn tables
this boy is a ROMANTIC through and through hes not old fashioned but he likes doing cheesy things like opening the door for you, giving you flowers, pulling out the chair for you, etc etc
he just wants to LOOOOOOOOOOVE you !!!!!
he doesnt go for too many pet names but babe and princess are what he leans towards !!
he practices his english on u and u practice ur korean on him (hint, ur better at korean than he is at english)
but he tries so hard and hes so cute !!! his english is so cute!! appreciate this baby pl s
him: “my hands are big so i can hold the world”
u: “worm?”
him: (holds ur cheeks)
u: (choked) “w-worm?”
u guys r so cheesy but its so cute !! he just wants whats best for you
also you guys are no strangers to having deep and highly emotional talks because ur both very empathetic and vulnerable people
youve talked about ur insecurities and so has he!!! uve also both confronted the whole “ur not dating me because of my visuals/because im an idol right” and ur like “um?? no ur a sweetheart and a dedicated boii and performer and-” and then u go on a half hour long rant about all the things u love abt him and hes just like :’) i love you
whenever hes away for one reason or another, esp stuff like tours, he leaves a bunch of his clothes that smell like him so you wont feel as lonely !!! because the sad reality is is that on tours when hes not on stage hes practicing practicing practicing so keeping in touch is kinda hard
but he does his best !! he sends letters and text messages and voice messages and everything !! and when he can he facetimes you !!
we have ALL seen the boys instagram he will take a burst of 10000000 selfies on ur phone, plague u with the “ur icloud storage is almost full” messages, and it takes u 12239632485 years to delete them all (after making sure they are safely backed up into ur google photos)
yall are SO CUTE and take so many couple photos !!! yall are that iconic couple and u generally post these on ur super exclusive finsta but sometimes u sneak in a blurry pic of him on ur main or even a censored pic of him and ur like “do u ever just have the cutest sweetest (and hottest but hush) boyf in the world to flex on the broke bitches who hate u” and hyunjin is like BABE and ur like :^)
lowkey sometimes u get jealous of jinyoung bc this boii loves and respects him so much and ur like “What Does He Have That I Do Not” and hyunjin is like “a successful career as an idol” and ur like “define successful” and he GASPS
jokesjokes lol yall playfully argue with each other a lot but if any of u go too far its pretty obvious bc u get quieter and he just. emotionally withdraws and u can see it in his eyes and ur both like OH NO BABE i didnt mean to hurt you im sorry !! and ull have a quick convo with multiple apologies and then ur BACK TO BUSINESS
OMG DUDE HOW YALL MET WAS SO CUTE
so basically he was out with !! the boiis at this cute coffee shop that is never crowded so its safe for them to just relax without having seven masks on lol
and the u !! come in with laramie like :( dude school SUCKS and laramie like nods her head intently like yes indeed
and this boy is struck with LOVE like ur . so cute. and tiny. and cute. and ur venting so passionately about how the education system does Not Meet The Needs of students and hes like. her passion. i love it
and u havent noticed him but oh man the boiis have and they are RUTHLESS bc hes so shy but theyre like GIVE HER UR NUMBER COWARD
and after an overwhelming amount of encouragements and some mild bullying (and laramie going to the bathroom because this dumb bitch spilled a lil bit of tea on her shorts and shes LIVID) and this boy approaches u and ur now love stricken
bc hes so CUTE !!! and its clear hes a lil nervous bc hes blushing uwuwuwuwuwuwu but he said !! he really admires ur passion and he thinks ur really cute and hes sorry if this is creepy but could i get ur number and ur like yes. pls. i love you (jokesjokes u dont profess ur love immediately but DAMN were u close to)
u and hyunjin all blushie and excited and the boiis are LOSING it and laramie comes back like “hey fellas whatd i miss-”
anyways yall are THAT power couple who love each other and are super devoted!! and have an amazing time with each other and DAMN ppl say love is dead but clearly they havent met yall
@daffodwlw read this and weep tears of love, coward
#:^)#parkjin#yes im adding tags to keep track of whos who in case i add some... more ships to this account :^)
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