#its a jolly rancher actually yeah

[teethcritter]

what the heck lapis lazuli dont smoke

#lapis lazuli #steven universe #steven universe art #artist #art of tumblr #artists on tumblr #teethcritter #lapis #su lapis #su lapis lazuli #steven universe lapis #steven universe lapis lazuli #shes not wearing an actual peridot gemstone ok i didnt think that through until i saw it in the finished piece and was like uh hm #its #its not #idk what it is but its not an actual gem #i promise #its a jolly rancher actually yeah #lapis lazuli and her jolly rancher necklace that kinda looks like peridots gem #digital art

[public-trans-it]

Trick or treat!

Your treat is INFODUMPING! My name is Ceetee so you get to learn about CTs!

Fun fact! Did you know that radiation is just light? You did? Yeah its pretty common knowledge.

Fun fact 2! Did you know X-rays and CT scans use radiation to get pictures of your body? Yeah. That one is pretty common knowledge too.

Fun fact 3! Did you know that metal is often a reflective material, and that if you shine light on metal it reflects off? Huh. Another common fact.

All of these are fairly well known things.

ANYWAY DID YOU KNOW THAT IF YOU HAVE METAL IN YOUR BODY YOUR CT SCANS LOOK RAD AS HELL (even if obnoxious for a radiologist to read) BECAUSE YOUR INSIDES SPARKLE IN THE IMAGE?

The technical term for this is 'streaking' and a lot of money goes into developing software that can remove it. (The software doesn't actually remove it. Anyone who uses photoshop can tell you that is not how image processing or photos work. You can't ACTUALLY remove something from an image, you can only alter an image to look like that thing isn't there anymore.)

also have some jolly ranchers i guess

[sleepless-rants]

hiihii sleepless!!!!!!!!! any thoughts on the way the key concepts in mostly every (because i was. really not conscious during the inazuma) region's archon quests so far have had one or more of their key concepts encompass a KEY endgame-esc lore concept in one way or another>>??

hihihiii ok I love this question sm lets see (also so sorry for the long delay I've been really busy with stuff lately :'D )

Mondstadt: it WAS the first ever quest in game so I think we spent it learning about how the rest of genshin is gonna be more than anything. But if I had to point out a few 'hmmmm' moments:

1- wtf was the abyss order trying to do in controling a corrupted dvalin exactly? We're told they're trying to use him for their evil plans and then that they had plans to 'utilize him' in the trailer with lumine riding a ruin guard. I mean it all traces back to the loom of fate obv but I've been curious to know what that specific part of the plan was about. Anything to do with dvalin is suspicious to me bcz durin.

2- the entire conversation we had with venti at the end of the archon quest. The whole talk about allogenes and how they can acsend to godhood, the fact that venti and the cryo archon used to be on good terms but now havent spoken for centuries, etc etc honestly when in doubt just go watch that part again it gets the brain gears rolling.

3- the fact that an archon's power comes from the number of people believing in them.

Liyue: ngl the liyue quest was so boring to me I was half asleep while doing it so I might've missed some stuff BUT

1- the very end of the quest and the contract zhongli signed. I know that archons dont exactly love their gnoses and would probably trade it for a jolly rancher if given the chance BUT the trader was still a fatui harbinger and if zhongli's even a quarter as smart as nahida is he would ask for something beneficial in return. So yeah I rlly wanna know what the contents of that contract were I think it will be important going onward.

2- the fact that zhongli did ALL THAT just because he wanted to free his people from his reign retire and wanted to make sure they were ready for it is really telling. Time and time again we see how much archons themselves hate celestia and the system they've created. In the latest fontaine aq we even saw the lenghts some of them are willing to go to for destroying this system and I have no doubt this is going to mean something big in the future. (i mean keep in mind we have THREE godless nations now. Mond, liyue and fontaine archons all set their people free. As much as I love to meme abt archons vs khaenri'ah you have to give credit where credit is due.)

(It actually becomes key concepts from here instead of things I have questions about bear with me)

Inazuma:

1- VISION BEARERS LOSE THEIR MINDS WHEN YOU TAKE THEIR VISION!!!! the explanation inazuma aq offered was that its because visions are directly linked to a person's ambition, lose your vision = lose your ambition etc etc BUT DID ANYONE REALLY BUY THAT??? also if that's the case what about the few cases of people who lost their vision but were perfectly fine still????? Itto???? That one guy in the tea house who even says it was as if a huge weight had been lifted off his shoulder?????? The granny in wangshu inn???? Visions are getting more suspicious with every new aq.

2- delusions take away from their user's lifespan (not that It matters for any of the harbinger's other than childe and regular fatui soldiers so probably not as important as the vision thing but yk)

3- honestly the whole concept of eternity and time (which we got to explore more in ei's second sq) "eternity is the closest thing to the heavenly principles" what do you mean raiden. What did you mean by that. Dont even get me started on the whole pocket dimensions thing and how time flows diffrently in diffrent corners of teyvat. The fact that the future affects the past more than the past affects the future. Everything is litterally upside down.

Sumeru: every line that was said in the sumeru archon quest ever.

1- Descenders exist. And they are not affected by irminsul changes. Speaking of which,

2- I CANNOT STRESS HOW IMPORTANT THIS IS AND HOW MANY THINGS IT MEANS FOR THE LORE!!! IRMINSUL CAN BE WIPED OF CERTAIN INFORMATION! AND THE ONLY WAY TO MAINTAIN THAT INFORMATION IS TO WRITE IT IN THE FORM OF A STORY! A FAIRYTALE! LOOK IN YOUR ARCHIVE PEOPLE! LOOK AT THE BOOKS! READ ANYTHING ANDERSDOTTIR HAS WRITTEN! READ THE PALE PRINCESS AND THE SIX PYGMIES!!!! READ THE FLOWERS FOR PRINCESS FISCHL!!! READ THE BOAR PRINCESS!!! READ THE MOONLIT BAMBOO FOREST!!!! GRARRAGAGAGGA

3- our twin is somehow native to teyvat (not a descender) while we are not. This is very much smelling of someone having messed with irminsul information. Either they wrote our twin into the irminsul files or they removed us. I used to lean towards the second one but after perinheri and learning khaenri'ahns welcomed people from outside teyvat im not so sure.

4- the entire forbidden knowledge and king deshret plotline. (King deshret/king irmin/nibelung parallels drive me insane on a daily basis. The fact that people affected by forbidden knowledge develop SCALES on their bodies literally do I need to say more.)

5- dreams are a seperate realm in teyvat. I dont see people talk about this enough despite how important the concept of dreams is in this game.

6- forget about information PEOPLE can be wiped off irminsul. Thats fucking terrifying. They cant wipe themselves but if a powerful enough person (ahem hexenzirkel ahem ahem dainsleif ahem) decides you shouldn't exist anymore you just...dont.

7- teyvat samsara cycle/ time loop confirmed. This is litterally a 500k word theory post of its own so imma just leave it there for now.

8- COLLECTIVE CONSCIOUSNESS!!! THE ENTIRE IRMINSUL COULD BE A COLLECTIVE CONCIOUSNESS!!! TEYVAT COULD BE A COLLECTIVE CONSIOUSNESS FOR ALL WE KNOW!!!

9- nahida wanted to get rid of the gnoses on her hands especially the electro one. Keep this in mind for the fontaine list.

10- sustainer of heavenly principles has been inactive since khaenri'ah. Hmmmmm

Fontaine: aka the only god khaenri'ahns pray to is focalors.

1- focalors my lovely lovely woman. We dont have a hydro archon anymore that is insane. Seven archons and only two of them are actively moving against celestia smh. (Also is it the six now instead of the seven?)

2- GNOSES ARE THE REMAINS OF THE THIRD DESCENDER!!!!! WDYM!!!!! CELESTIA REALLY STOLE A DESCENDERS CORPSE AND STOLE THE DRAGON'S POWERS AND MADE LITTLE BATTERIES FOR THEIR ARCHONS. WHO EVEN IS THE THIRD DESCENDERS

3- TWICE now gnoses have been said to "cause problems" if they remain where they are and so they are handed over to the fatui. The second time could've been excused as neuvillette not wanting a celestia device near him if it werent for the first time with nahida. What kind of problems are we talking abt here?

4- heavenly principles inactivity further proven by the fact that one of their archons TRICKED THEM FOR 500 YEARS, KILLED HERSELF, DESTROYED ONE OF THE SEVEN THRONES, HANDED THE POWER BACK TO A DRAGON SOVEREIGN and nothing happened. Are they dead? Like actually?

5- dragon sovereigns can be reborn/ have descenders. Nibelung/ irmi- *gunshot*

6- this was said in the sumeru interlude chapter also (or was it wanderer's sq I dont remember) the fact that you cant change fate, but CAN change how it affects the world.

Apologies if this is a bit incomprehensive I wrote this just at the top of my head (probably I should've re-read the aq voicelines akajskam) but there you go. The ultimate "archon quest things to keep in mind" list.

#genshin impact #genshin #genshin lore

[maudiemoods]

There is a high-backed swivel chair in your room when you walk in. It is turned away from you. You do not own any high-backed swivel chairs.

It slowly spins around. I'm in it. I'm wearing a business suit. I'm petting a plush replica of Mini Moon in what I believe to be an intimidating manner. This effect is offset by the fact that the plush is falling over every few pets and I have to straighten it back up. The Mini Moon plush is also wearing a business suit.

Maudie. I'm so glad you could meet with me today. I have sealed all the exits until our business is concluded.

The company has elected to inform you that any time you have created any AU, no matter the concept, you have made the characters so incredibly charismatic that I have ended up obsessed every single time. The worldbuilding you are doing on your Beings Made Of Stardust AU is so compelling and unique that it honestly could exist entirely separately from any fandom, it is more than strong enough to stand on its own.

Your poses always look so light and dynamic that I swear all of your characters look a little bit like they're dancing. I absolutely love how you use a more simplified face for most comics. It makes the characters funny and likeable, but more importantly it means that when you suddenly post a drawing of a character with fully rendered features it grabs the viewer by the throat and makes them pay attention.

You have given me no choice but to conclude that you are the bomb-ass shit. You will be made to accept this conclusion regardless of your personal feelings, and I have paperwork here attesting to the same. In recognition of this achievement, the company has decided to leave you this briefcase with a small token of our esteem.

I gesture towards your bed. There's a plastic Barbie lunchbox sitting on it. Inside is $500 in Monopoly money, two plastic dinosaurs, and a handful of loose Jolly Ranchers.

Now our business is concluded. Could you move out of-..yeah, I need to get this chair out of here, it's really heavy. I didn't actually seal the exits btw, I don't know how to do that. I just need to kind of drag the chair out the door. Could you hold my plushie for a minute? Thanks. Okay, HNNNGH! No, no, no it's okay, I've got it. See? The chair definitely moved. HRRRGH! No, I don't need help, it's cool, totally got this.

UM UM WUAUSUUAUAUAUWUUAUA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUWUAUAUAUAUAU

YOU!!! YOU!! I- AA!! YOUUU!! THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! I WILL TREASURE THIS FOR EVER AND EVEN BEYOND EVER!! MY HEART!!! IT'S GOING TO EXPLODE!!! AAAAAAAAAAAA ♥️💗❤️❤️♥️💗💕💕💗♥️❤️♥️💗💗♥️♥️💗💕💗♥️💗💗♥️💗♥️💗♥️💗♥️💗💗💗♥️💗♥️!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Thank you thank you thank you!!!! You're so sweet!!! I love this so much, I really will be treasuring this!!! I love you so much auwuauwauwuauuaywyauwyayywyaywyyayaywyayyaywywywyayyawyauuwuauuuwuauuaauuaua

#you sure you dont want help with that chair? #AWUUAWUAUUAUW ♥️❤️💗💕♥️❤️💗❤️♥️❤️💗❤️♥️❤️♥️❤️💗💗❤️♥️❤️❤️♥️❤️♥️❤️❤️♥️❤️♥️💗💗❤️♥️❤️♥️❤️❤️♥️❤️♥️♥ #WHEN I READ THIS I #AA #I HAVEN'T STOPPED SMILING AWAUAUUAYA #maudiemoods art tag

[fiveraccoonsinatrenchcoat]

Romeo And Juliet (Or Some Other Romantic Shit Like That) Ch. 5

Eddie Munson x f!reader

Series Description: The Saturday night slot at The Hideout is open, and Corroded Coffin thought they were a shoo-in. When it goes to a different band, however, Eddie becomes more than a little distracted by their bassist.

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Chapter Description: A month's worth of pining may actually come to fruition, and Eddie meets your haunted Victorian doll of a cat.

Warnings: implied smut, language

Word Count: 1854

For the second time that evening, you’d rendered Eddie utterly speechless, and for the first time in his life, keeping his mouth shut for once and not saying anything at all seemed to have been the wrong thing to say. 

There was not a single tangible thought in his head; how could there be? You were kissing him. Him! Of your own will and volition, you were kissing him. Your hair products left the scent of vanilla and honey, and your lipgloss, sticky and smearing slightly across his mouth, tasted like cherry Jolly Ranchers. He was sure he’d end up wearing just as much of your black lipstick as you were by the end of the night, but he didn’t care, because a month’s worth of pining was actually coming to fruition. 

Eddie pulled back first and you pointed your wide eyes at him. He had a similar stunned look on his face as you took the smallest step back.

“Oh,” you muttered, bringing your hand up to cover your mouth, embarrassment on your face. “Oh, I completely misread that, didn’t I?”

“What? No, you-”

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that!” You took another step away from him and Eddie swore he could see your eyes go glassy for just a moment before you dropped your head into your hands once more. “I shouldn’t have just thrown myself at you, not without asking first. God, I’m such an idiot!”

Eddie said your name in an attempt to put an end to your ramblings, twice actually, but you didn’t seem to process it. You picked up your bass in one hand and your backpack in the other and inched ever closer to the door. 

“Thank you for driving me home,” you said as you avoided his eye contact. The intense embarrassment that had flashed across your features was evident in the tremble in your voice. “I am so sorry. I promise, you’ll never have to see me again after this. It was a miscalculation on my end, and-”

“Stop talking!” Eddie said as he took a wide step and closed the gap between you and him. He placed his hands on the sides of your arms. 

“What? Eddie, I-”

“I promise you, you didn’t misread a goddamn thing.” Your eyes grew somehow even wider at that.

“I didn’t?”

“No, you didn’t.”

There was a pause in the conversation for just a moment. The cool night air nipped at Eddie’s cheeks, and he could feel goosebumps starting to sprout up on your skin under his fingers. Your eyes met once more, just before Eddie slammed himself into you.

He’d kissed plenty of pretty girls in his day (he was the lead singer in a rock band, after all), but none of them had left him feeling quite like this. You were making his legs feel like jelly and his brain go all foggy. Your hand made its way to his hair and his stomach flipped. You pulled away this time, and Eddie instantly missed your warmth.

“Jessa won’t be home until tomorrow afternoon, at the earliest,” you whispered, your faces still heart-wrenchingly close together.

“Oh, yeah?” Eddie responded, voice dropped low to match yours. He was trying very, very hard to come off as smooth but seriously doubted it was working. 

You walked away from him then, and opened the door to your apartment building. Eddie just stood there, feet fused to their spot on the cracked sidewalk, until you barked a quick ‘you comin’ or what?’ to break him out of his trance. He quickly made his way to you and, as the two of you giggled like schoolchildren up to your apartment, Eddie felt just a little bit like he was dreaming; like he could wake up at any moment and you’d be gone.

The pair of you made quick work of getting up the stairs to your floor. Your hands shook just a little bit as you unlocked your apartment door, and as soon as you were past the threshold, Eddie was on top of you once more.

It felt like your skin was on fire with every touch as you scrambled down the short hall into your room. You bumped your thigh into the sharp corner of your dresser, but you were immediately distracted from the pain by the grip Eddie held on your waist tightening and the feeling of your calves hitting the edge of your bed. Eddie haphazardly flopped the two of you down onto the mattress. You hadn’t expected it, and the force of impact on your back made you let out a soft laugh. Eddie laughed, too.

Eddie may do his best to paint himself as scary or mean, but to you, in this moment, he was anything but. He was soft and gentle, and never in your life had someone made you feel the way he was making you feel right now. Your dating history was very messy, and most of the people you’d hooked up with or dated in the past had been rough and tumble assholes who just wanted a quick lay. Eddie, though, was treating you as if you were something to be adored, like a precious marble sculpture, deserving of a careful hand. You’d never had that before. 

It continued like that through most of the night; soft touches and giggly kisses punctuated by heaving breaths. You talked, too, for hours. He was fun to talk to, easy to lose track of time with, and the sun was just beginning to sneak its way over the horizon by the time the two of you fell asleep with your limbs tangled together. 

Eddie woke up the next morning with you wrapped around him like a koala bear. The alarm clock on your nightstand told him it was just past eleven, and you were out cold. He contemplated waking you up, but considering the fact that you’d played a full set, gotten home at two a.m., and then stayed up with him all night, he figured you probably needed the sleep. 

He carefully pulled himself out from your grasp, thankful that you seemed to be a heavy sleeper. He put his boxers back on and tried to find the bathroom. The first door was the bedroom that presumably belonged to Jessa, the second was a linen closet, but-

“Third time’s the charm.”

He used the bathroom and splashed some water onto his face (and did some light snooping) before walking out into your kitchen and making a pot of coffee for the two of you. He had to open pretty much every cabinet in your kitchen to find the bag of coffee grounds, then every other one to find mugs for the two of you, but eventually, coffee was successfully made and doled out. 

Eddie liked your apartment. It was tiny and a little bit dated, but you and Jessa had decorated it with all sorts of knick-knacks and the best second hand furniture Hawkins had to offer. There was a sofa pushed against the wall, and the coffee table in front of it was littered with music magazines and art books. A small television sat on a table opposite it, along with a handful of VHS’s tucked in the shelves underneath. There was a big window stretched across the third wall. The sill housed several small houseplants, and there was a stained glass piece shaped like a crescent moon hanging in the window. It caught the light and tossed it back out into the space in a kaleidoscope of color against the floor. The space was cozy, and smelled like incense and clean clothes.

The true centerpiece, though, was the record player tucked underneath the window, and what was maybe the biggest record collection Eddie had ever seen. It put his own collection to shame in size alone, and pretty much every genre that existed was represented in one form or another (though the concentration of punk was very high), and you and Jessa had it alphabetized. Just as Eddie pulled out your copy of Germfree Adolescence, he was interrupted by a gravely mew from the coffee table.

“Hi,” Eddie said to the scruffy gray cat perched on the table. It looked a little bit like a stuffed toy that got left outside in the rain, and although Eddie could tell it was full grown, it was small. 

“That’s Puffin.”

Either the smell of the coffee or the sound of the cabinet doors must have roused you, because soon after that, you came trudging out of the hallway wearing a tattered London Calling t-shirt, rubbing your eyes. 

“Puffin?” Eddie asked, amused at the name. 

“Yeah, Jessa’s had him since she was ten,” you explained.

“Is that why he looks like he’d burn to dust in the sun?”

“I mean, he is twelve years old,” you said as you sat on the couch. “That would make him, like, seventy.”

“Little old man,” Eddie muttered as Puffin waltzed closer to him, expectant of chin scratches, which Eddie quickly provided. Puffin’s gaze is glued to Eddie and it was starting to go from ‘cute’ to ‘deeply unsettling’ as Eddie pulled his hand away. “He’s kind of. . .”

“Creepy?” you finished his sentence. “I’m pretty sure he’s at least a little bit haunted.”

Eddie let out a laugh as you scooped up a gray ball of fur and dropped him in front of his bowl of food. 

“That coffee I smell?” you ask, voice still hoarse from sleep.

“That it is, sleepyhead,” Eddie said as he handed you one of the mugs. “Figured it was the least I could do.”

“God, you’re an actual angel,” you said as you yawned. You sat yourself down onto one of the chairs against the kitchen counter and closed your eyes as you took a sip of your coffee. You both drank in comfortable silence for a moment, Eddie leaning against the counter opposite you. He stared at you for a moment, and felt the same pang in his stomach that he’d had when he saw you on stage for the first time. You hadn’t had a chance to take your makeup off last night when you’d gotten home, so your mascara and eyeliner had smudged under your eyes, giving you a bit of a raccoon-esque look. Your hair was wild, and you looked a little worse for the wear due to the lack of sleep, but Eddie thought you were just as beautiful as you were on stage last night. 

“There’s a diner a few blocks down the road. Do you wanna go get breakfast?” you asked, getting up and placing your now empty mug into the sink. Your eyes caught the time off the clock sitting against the wall on the counter. “Or, I guess it’d be lunch, at this point.”

“Yeah,” Eddie answered with a small smile. “I’d like that.”

The two of you quickly made yourselves as presentable as you could and, as you got into Eddie’s van and he started up the engine, he felt a lot less guilty about stalking your shows for a month. 

Tiny Little Taglist: @wickedslashdivine @youareadistraction @bubbles-is-my-thing @music-is-my-only-reality @heavenkiss @aedicn

#romeo and juliet (or some other romantic shit like that) #stranger things #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson x you #joseph quinn #st4 #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things fic #stranger things 4 #stranger things x reader #stranger things x y/n #eddie munson x y/n #stranger things imagine #stranger things fanfic #stranger things x you #stranger things imagines #eddie munson x f!reader

[basil-the-bulbasaur]

White houses by vanessa Carlton for the ask game (its been rotting in the back of my head for days)

I'm using the lyrics with commentary and mild editing to explain why this has actually been about ranchers the whole time

I hope this is comprehensible

Crashed on the floor when I moved in (Tango getting explodificated) This little bungalow (like a ranch?!) alone with some strange new friends Stay up too late, and I'm too thin We promise each other it's til the end ("you will always be my soulmate, my rancher") Now we're spinning empty bottles It's the five of us (this may bring up thoughts of The Southlands but actually "the five of us" is Jimmy, Tango, chickens, cows, and goats/horses) With pretty eyed boys girls die to trust (because when you ally with Jimmy the canary curse gets you) I can't resist the day ((I don't really know what this means)) No, I can't resist the day (Its ranching. They can't resist going outside and ranching)

[The Warden] screams out and it's no pose (Jimmy is in the deep dark getting enchanted) Cause when she dances she goes and goes And beer through the nose on an inside joke And I'm so excited, I haven't spoken (because if he speaks the wardens gonna get him) And [Tango]'s so pretty, and she's so sure (consurened about Jimmy being in the deep dark) Maybe I'm more clever than a girl like her ((this part actually doesn't match well because the ranchers are to silly and oblivious for either one to be more clever than the other) its about Jim surviving the deep dark and proving everyone's worries wrong) The summer's all in bloom The summer is ending soon (Its a death game. they don't have long :( )

It's alright and it's nice not to be so alone (soulmates) But I hold on to your secrets in white houses (the horse that they stole, who is now in the barn)

Maybe I'm a little bit over my head I come undone at the things he said (wow I love my soulmate. Hey what happened to our goats???) And he's so funny in his bright red shirt (like- like the shirt Tango wears?) We were all in love and we all got hurt (The Ranch! D:) I sneak into his car's cracked leather seat ((this part made more sense before I decided to focus on DL setting ranchers, if they're in a modern setting then sure yeah, car, but like this?) leather jacket, i guess) The smell of gasoline in the summer heat (not the ranch!!!!!!!!) Boy, we're going way too fast (they're both so impulsive) It's all too sweet to last (the ranch was too epic and cool so it got burnt down, also ranchers being doomed to die or something)

It's alright And I put myself in his hands (Jimmy stopping Tango from getting unplanned revenge) But I hold on to your secrets in white houses (they still have the horse) Love, or something (revenge!!!!!) ignites in my veins (ignites?! like fire?! like blazeborn!Tango?!) And I pray it never fades in white houses

My first time, hard to explain ("Jolly Ranchers" they get to enchant! yay!) Rush of blood, oh, and a little bit of pain (Oh no! arrows!) On a cloudy day, it's more common than you think (Jim falling off the tower above the velvet keep) He's my first mistake (referencing the creeper death)

Maybe you were all faster than me (contemplation of canary curse) We gave each other up so easily These silly little wounds will never mend (getting attacked by an Enderman) I feel so far from where I've been (dying so far from the ranch :() So I go, and I will not be back here again (They can't return to the ranch because they're dead!) I'm gone as the day is fading on white houses I lie, put my injuries all in the dust (canary curse strikes again) In my heart is the five of us In white houses

And you, maybe you'll remember me What I gave is yours to keep (they're still ranchers) In white houses In white houses In white houses

#hybbat

[indis-crayon-box]

(Yet again, a letter lies on a desk, in the same exact place so its recipient would be guaranteed to find it. It's written in that same signature glittery indigo hue that has by now become all too familiar. A small navy blue velvet teddy bear sits next to it, though at a glance, it doesn't seem to be sapient or even alive. Just a perfectly normal teddy bear, smaller than average, seeming more like it was forgotten than it was deliberately put there as a gift. No, what's really the gifts are the copious amount of origami birds, each a unique shade of blue, and the three bags of jolly rancher hard candies stacked on top of each-other.)

Hey, @unknowns-understanding

Long time no see! Or, well, that isn't exactly true in my case, you know I like to keep an eye on things and all that. No, I do not know why those words are green, either, I'm just going to roll with it.

But, yeah, it's been a bit since we've been face-to-face, or since I've written a letter like this to you, and I know you'd probably like to keep it that way, but recently I came up with something that miiight just be worth your while. See, one of my playthings just so happens to be none other than Hatchetfield. Not the town, no, not even the people who reside in it, though god knows I have a lot of fun with some of those guys from time to time, but the island itself.

Are you familiar with the concept of floating islands? I don't mean the fantasy "island in the sky" type stuff you hear about in fantasy novels and myths, but the very real phenomenon of little islands not connected to the sea floor (or lake floor but that's just getting pedantic) made up of a bunch of floating aquatic plants, peat, and mud. Hatchetfield, as an island, is sorta similar to this in the way that it isn't a solid part of the sea floor, but obviously it probably wouldn't be able to support a whole ass city on-top of it if it was just a bunch of plants and mud, but the key to this conundrum of what the shit this island actually is lies BENEATH the very strange tiny town you're probably familiar with.

Hatchetfield, as in the island itself, is alive. A descendant of the very Lords in Black you're probably very familiar with by now, proudly carrying the weird ass tiny town with those funny little humans it loves so much. It's a really docile creature, only thinking the best of those humans that walk along it's back 'cause they did give it a name and all, and while you probably would have a hard time completely incapacitating it without hurting the citizens of the town itself, but you could probably get something far more important: information.

Information about the town, about the Lords, about the things that lurk below the surface of the lake, even information about itself. All things it'd be more than happy to give you, considering it's barely aware of the more gruesome stuff that goes on in that tiny town, and it'd probably appreciate the company, anyways. This gives me a way to introduce one of my playthings, and a way for me to interact a bit more with you and your fascinating work.

Please hand your response to this letter to my associate, he's probably been waiting very patiently for your reply this entire time and it'd be more than willing to deliver it for you. Oh, and maybe give him some sort of trinket as thanks, it'd really appreciate that. Take as much time as you need to think this over, but please don't keep my friend waiting, 'cause he'll have top stay there the entire time you take to not reply, and that'd be a pain in the ass, obviously.

Hope you're having a good day!

Your pal(?)

- Indigo Crayon (first name Indigo, last name Crayon, yes that is my real legal name)

[dearieshima]

a/n 📓: so to add a little background into this, I was online window shopping on esty and I find these!!!

a/n 📓: personalized wedding cufflinks!!! and while I'm still in high school and not planning on getting married yet, can you imagine bakugo wearing these?! God, it's so sweet! I had to write a little blurb about this.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒. unproofread (ill re-read and correct stuff later), fluff, gender-neutral, flustered bakugo, kinda rushed, I used katsuki instead of bakugo because I am close to him

The day before your wedding, bakugo imprints your initial as well as his on his two golden studs. It's a touching gesture that goes unnoticed for two years after your marriage.

That is, until you move into a wider home and need to pack up.

A room containing sharpie-identified boxes crowned by other boxes is revealed to you when you enter the room. In the bedroom, nothing was left unboxed except the bed and the drawers. It was agreed that you would get new drawers and leave the old ones behind and of course, you would pack up your bed when the moving truck arrived tomorrow, the day of the move.

You kneeled to reach for the first district of the drawer as you plopped the tape dispenser along with three cardboard boxes on the floor. As you dug through your pile of clothes, you placed them neatly inside the box, and carried out the same manner with Katsuki's clothes, except his were collected in a separate box. You left two outfits out and placed them on top of the polished surface of the drawer to be worn for tomorrow.

You hear from outside the room a car beep along with a shut of the trunk. Katsuki found himself busy filling in the space in the car with the smaller items.

After you complete combing through the empty section, you tape the boxes shut and mark them with your black sharpie.

While spelling your name, you caught something that remained unpacked from the corner of your eye, sitting on your nightstand. Katsuki's waxed jewelry box.

Almost two years ago, it contained charms that you might expect every man to have, a tangled mess of stud earrings, rings, necklaces, and Jolly Ranchers candy wrappers.

Now, probing through the small box, you noticed nothing really had changed, except Katsuki now had a taste in Smarties.

There was one thing, however, that really caught your attention: the new shining studs from the box. You picked one up. It had a printed date on it, 5.17.19, or in other words, your wedding date.

You picked up its twin next which had something different imprinted on it. (Y/F/I) + K.

It's a small detail that makes your heart skip.

Katsuki knocks on the open door which causes your attention to flick to his eyes. He's leaning on the doorway with an eyebrow raised, "What are you doing?"

With glinting heart eyes, you point the cufflink towards him, "it has our initials on it! Did you do that?"

He squints his eyes to get a better view of it before the image clicks in his mind. You can see redness sweep across his ears, "yeah, so what?" He murmurs, embarrassed at being caught being sentimental.

"Why didn't you tell me? It's so cute," you say with a grin, turning your hand to stare at it again with a thumb running over the dents.

"What could I say? It wouldn't matter," he grumbles.

You're not angry that he didn't tell you, far from it actually. You're flustered that he would even go through something as so minor and charming as this even if it didn't get recognized. It conveyed to you how much he loves you and that none of this is for show.

The man even wears his wedding ring on rare occasions when you're both alone and unoccupied in your small apartment. You memorize toying with the ring on his finger while you rested your head on his lap watching movies at home unaccompanied.

Is it possible that a man would deliberately or unconsciously give the smallest details tremendous attention? It's not always the case, but for Katsuki, it will be.

#i wanted to write this for kirishima since he would do this too #but the thought of bakugo doing this seemed cuter to me #bakugo x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugo fluff #bakugo hcs #bakugo headcanons #bakugou fluff #bakugou hcs #bakugo katuski x reader #bakugou katuski x reader #mha x reader #bnha x reader #bakugo #bakugou katsuki #mha #bnha #─𝕳𝖎𝖒𝖇𝖔𝖘.✦

[elentiyawhitethorn]

➼ we have never gotten along, but i’d rather bicker with you than be on this boring date right now

➼ i’m at a bar when i see someone making you uncomfortable so i swoop in as your partner…only to find out that the person you’re with is your actual partner and they broke up with you because they thought you were cheating–my bad?

➼ a friend asked me what i thought my life would look like in ten years and i realized that i pictured me and you, holding hands, with kids

➼ i keep drawing you in my sketchbook because i’ve always found you to be beautiful and i’m longing to tell you how i feel, but one day you find it and you have questions

➼ when a great one night stand turns into an awkward meeting with my new boss the following day

And I'll take Rowaelin or Feysand

Nowhere I’d Rather Be

CW: NSFW, language

AN: All of these prompts are inspiring me, so they’re all getting a oneshot. Here’s something for the first prompt, hope you enjoy.

For the 2nd, 3rd, 4th, 5th prompts

Smut//3067 words

“Yeah, I love soccer!” Aelin exclaimed, finally glad to be finding common ground with her date.

Chaol winced. “Oh. I was asking because I thought you wouldn’t. People are more into baseball these days.” So much for common ground.

Aelin didn’t know who these “people” were, but she was so done with Chaol. He had asked her out at work, and as tempted as she was to say no, Rowan had been right next to her and a chance to show him that she did have a life was too tempting. After all, accepting dates with other people to give the finger to an asshole that shares the same friend group as you is normal, isn’t it?

Aelin held in her sigh, thinking of the last half hour of silence, interrupted only by a few half-hearted questions here and there. Questions that had been answered generically so that the two could return to what Aelin was starting to think of as a blissful silence. It was certainly better than listening to Chaol speak.

“I need to use the restroom.” Aelin flashed her best smile and stood from the table as Chaol nodded. She needed a reprieve from this train wreck.

She entered the ladies’ room and leaned against the counter, groaning. Some way to stick it to Rowan. His opinions about her love life would be even more judgmental now. Not that she would tell him about the disaster that was Chaol, but Lys would needle it out of her, who would tell Elide, who would talk to Aedion, who would mention it to Fenrys, who would tell Lorcan, who would then gleefully inform Rowan. That was how it always went. The only bonus of their little setup was that she got to hear about all of his poor life choices as well.

Aelin pulled her phone out of her purse and glanced at the screen. It had been on silent. She almost laughed when she saw who had texted her.

Buzzard: Did you borrow my stapler? I need it back.

Her Majesty: why would you assume i took it? why would i want your fucking stapler?

Rowan answered almost immediately.

Buzzard: You always take my shit just to mess with me, and you were dealing with the posters yesterday which means you would have needed a stapler.

Her Majesty: i cant believe you would accuse me of that! what nerve!

Her Majesty: its in my bottom drawer

Aelin could feel the annoyance in the way the three dots flashed, and then disappeared. She smiled.

A moment later, he replied.

Buzzard: Why do you have three king-size bags of starbursts in your drawer?

Her Majesty: because they didnt fit next to the jolly ranchers in the middle drawer

Buzzard: *sigh*

Her Majesty: why are you still at work anyways? its friday night

Buzzard: Why are you failing so miserably at having a nice date? It’s not that hard.

Aelin froze. Rowan sometimes had eyes in the back of his head, but there was no fucking way he could know she was hiding in the bathroom right now.

Her Majesty: are you following me asshat?

Buzzard: Chaol asked you out on friday right next to me, remember? Most dates don’t end before now or start later.

Shit, he was right.

Her Majesty: well you still couldnt have known for certain

Buzzard: I didn’t—until you confirmed it.

Aelin cursed herself. Gods, Rowan was such an asshole.

Her Majesty: whatever. i guess i should go back now

Buzzard: You’re still there? It’s really so bad that you would rather bicker with me that talk to him?

Her Majesty: yes

Aelin had responded without thinking. And then she froze. To Rowan it would just look like she was admitting how awful the date had been, but to herself, she was surprised. The date hadn’t really been that bad, had it? Not bad enough that she should enjoy texting Rowan by comparison. And yet, she found herself still smiling. Wiping the expression off of her face, Aelin looked at his response.

Buzzard: Come over.

Her Majesty: what

Buzzard: You’d rather argue with me that be there. Come over.

Her Majesty: to work?

Buzzard: No, I’m on my way home.

Her Majesty: you’re inviting me over to your house bc i said i like yelling at you better than this boring-ass dude?

Buzzard: I’m bored. I don’t have anything better to do, and it’s a weekend. Come to my place and have something to drink.

Aelin was trying to comprehend the sudden burst of… whatever this was. Kindness? Did he feel bad because her date was going poorly and he wanted to make her feel better? No, that was bullshit. He was trying to trick her into saying yes so he could make fun of her. Yep, that made more sense.

Her Majesty: im not falling for it

Buzzard: For what?

Her Majesty: youre going to mock me endlessly if i say yes

Buzzard: You really think I’d go to all the trouble of wasting my night texting you just to make up something to tease you about when there are already a million other things?

Her Majesty: youre a piece of shit

Buzzard: Yes or no?

Aelin thought for a moment. He was genuinely trying to cheer her up, it seemed. Well, she already hated the man; this couldn’t end up any worse than anything else had, certainly.

Her Majesty: yes

That was all she said. Then Aelin slipped her phone back in her purse and exited the restroom.

“Chaol, I’m so sorry, but I need to leave. My uncle’s in the hospital. They just called.”

Aelin knew she was being a bit extreme, but if by some miracle Chaol actually believed her, he likely wouldn’t care. He didn’t seem the emotional type.

“That’s awful! You better go.” Aelin knew instantly, from both the fake tone and matching gasp that had accompanied it, as well as the phone sitting on the table in front of him, that he didn’t believe a word she said. He was merely going along with it so he had an excuse to leave as well.

Not wanting to drag this out, but still feeling bad about leaving, Aelin said, “I’ll pay for dinner.”

She almost expected Chaol to say yes. Not that she had anything against paying, but society deemed it fit for the man to pay for a date, and not doing so was considered rude.

“No, I’ve got it.”

“We’ll split,” she suggested, persistent.

Chaol smiled. “No, Aelin go see your uncle. I can take care of it.”

Aelin smiled and nodded gratefully. Maybe Chaol wasn’t so bad; though still definitely not her type. She hurried over to the door and found her car. Ten minutes later, she was in front of Rowan’s house.

It wasn’t particularly large, but it was still nice. She knew where he lived because most of them lived in apartments, so their group liked to frequent his house.

Freaking out slightly—why had Aelin come here again?—she got out of the car and nervously walked to the front door. Before she could knock, it opened. Rowan was wearing his work pants and a button-up shirt. He must have just arrived here.

Aelin smiled, then frowned. She didn’t smile at Rowan. That just wasn’t something she did.

He looked almost surprised, like he hadn’t actually expected her to come. But instead of turning her away, Rowan wordlessly opened the door wider, stepping aside.

Aelin walked inside, fiddling with her purse. It was only after Rowan’s gaze went south that she remembered what she was wearing.

There hadn’t been too much effort on Aelin’s part to dress appropriately for Chaol. So now she was clad in a short red dress with a very long v-neck. It hugged her curves and settled nicely on her hips. Other than a delicate golden chain around her neck, she wasn’t wearing any jewelry, and a bit of mascara was the most she’d bothered to do makeup-wise. She was wearing black stilettos.

Rowan closed the door and said, “Where exactly did you go on your date?”

Aelin scowled and named the restaurant.

“And they let you in?”

Aelin elbowed Rowan. “I don’t look that slutty.”

The look her gave her body said otherwise. Aelin and Rowan may hate each other, but they were both hot as hell and always checking each other out. They’d stopped smirking when one caught the other looking after some sort of unspoken truce. Totally usual for enemies to do.

Aelin started toward the couch, and she heard Rowan choke on a gasp as he viewed the back of her dress. Or rather, the lack of it. She smiled victoriously.

Dropping her purse on the ground and flopping onto the couch with not a care in the world, Aelin leaned back. “Where’s this drink you promised me?”

Rowan chuckled at the way she casually sprawled on his couch. Then he turned and walked behind her. While waiting, Aelin shed her heels, dropping them on the carpet.

A moment later, Rowan returned with two shot glasses and an open bottle. Aelin waited for him to pour, then grabbed one and downed it.

“Date was that bad?” Rowan asked with a raised eyebrow, taking a seat beside her.

“No,” Aelin said. “I just feel like the only way I can excuse being here is being drunk.”

Rowan didn’t say anything, just lifted his head as he drank his own shot. Maybe he was trying to excuse it too.

Several shots later, Aelin had stopped wondering why she had come over her to argue with him if they weren’t actually arguing. She was just staring at him. He was doing the same.

Eyes darkening with some sort of emotion, Rowan set down his glass. And moved his hand to rest on Aelin’s bare thigh.

She gasped at the action.

“Tell me to stop,” Rowan said, his voice rough.

Aelin set down her own shot glass. And she didn’t tell him anything.

Rowan’s hand moved slowly up, sliding across the smooth expanse of Aelin’s leg. She tried to control herself as best as she could, forcing herself not to lean into the touch.

His fingertips brushed the hem of her dress and Aelin stopped breathing. Still holding her gaze, Rowan pushed his hand farther up, underneath the fabric. Done holding herself back, Aelin spread her legs.

Rowan scooted closer to find a better angle and trailed his hand up, wasting no time.

Aelin moaned in surprise when she felt a finger nudge at her center. Her thin panties were the only thing between Rowan and the most sensitive part of her body.

Rowan chuckled, at her moan or the wetness he found, she didn’t know. Perhaps both. He applied a small amouth of pressure and Aelin bucked her hips, wanting—no, needing—more.

A smirk still graced his lips as Rowan dragged a finger roughly across the material, making Aelin cry out. She spread her legs impossibly wider, baring herself to him. The dress had ridden up her thighs, revealing the black lace panties she wore.

Rowan hummed thoughtfully, then pulled his hands back. “Take your dress off.”

Aelin couldn’t tell whether it was the alcohol or the command that made everything go fuzzy, but she wasn’t opposed to it. She pulled the dress off slowly, letting it fall on the floor. Rowan’s eyes darkened further as he eyed her bare breasts, then down to her underwear, now fully visible.

“Come here, Aelin.” Rowan sat back.

Aelin didn’t think she’d ever moved so quickly in her life. One moment she was bare and being gazed at lustfully by Rowan, and the next she was on his lap, straddling him. He grasped a breast roughly and played with it as he pulled Aelin’s face to his own. Aelin sighed into the kiss, finally allowing herself to admit how many times she had thought about this before.

Rowan’s tongue nudged her lips, and she parted them eagerly. His hand was squeezing, twisting, teasing her breast, and the other was resting on her hip. Everything went molten the moment Aelin felt something hard press against her center. She ground down on his erection, moaning as he touched her.

Rowan’s tongue swirled around her mouth expertly, taking a swipe at her tongue. He groaned as Aelin writhed against him.

She moved her hands to his chest, fumbling with the bottons on his shirt. Aelin finally had access to Rowan’s bare chest, and he let go of her to sling it onto the ground.

Aelin traced every muscle with her fingers, every hour of weightlifting and jogging. She broke the kiss so that she could trace his abs with her lips and tongue. From the groan Rowan let out, he seemed to approve.

A gentle kiss to Rowan’s throat had him hardening further beneath her. Aelin moaned and licked a stripe up his neck. She sucked, likely leaving a mark. Rowan was hers, and everyone would know it.

He growled possesively, likely thinking the same thing. Rowan flipped them so that Aelin was underneath him, lying on the couch. He moved his mouth to the neglected breast and sucked, drawing out a variety of noises from Aelin.

“What are we doing, Rowan?” Aelin asked breathlessly as she writhed beneath him.

“What do you think we’re doing, Aelin?” He didn’t pause the movements of his tongue against her nipple.

She let out a breathy moan. “But I’m supposed to hate you.”

Rowan left a trail of kisses up Aelin’s neck, making his way to her mouth. He whispered right against her lips, “Do you hate me, Aelin?”

Aelin sighed against his mouth. “No.”

“Don’t tell me you don’t feel this… this thing between us,” Rowan murmured, looking Aelin in the eye.

She parted her lips in surprise. “I do. I feel it.” And she did. Every argument they had, every time she stole something to bother him or got in his way to distract him… Aelin hadn’t been honest with herself. But Rowan wanted her, and she wanted him, and everything was alright now.

“Good,” Rowan said, moving down her body. He settled between her legs, still maintaining eye contact. He licked straight up the fabric of Aelin’s panties, causing her to groan.

“Rowan, do something for fuck’s sake.”

He chuckled, and the vibrations against her center had her moaning once more. Rowan brushed a kiss against her pussy, then bit the top of her underwear. Oh, gods. He was going to take them off with his teeth.

Aelin was panting by the time her panties were fully off, leaving her exposed and wanting. Rowan looked at her bareness, eyeing her dripping center hungrily. A growl was all she got in warning before Rowan leaned forward and licked.

Aelin groaned loudly, lifting her hips. He moved his hands, pinning her down before he started feasting on her.

Broken moans and shattered cries were leaving Aelin’s mouth relentlessly, leaving her gasping for air. She was trying to buck her hips, but Rowan’s grip was iron, leaving her with no ability to move whatsoever. She almost yelled when a finger pushed at her entrance.

Rowan slid one finger inside, just one. He started pumping as he ate her out, moving his finger and tongue in tandem.

It was good, but it wasn’t enough. “More,” Aelin groaned.

Rowan complied. Another two fingers joined the first, fucking her in earnest now. Incomprehensible words were falling from Aelin’s mouth as he sucked on her clit, his fingers curling just right. Her orgasm washed over her in a gargantuan wave of pleasure, a scream leaving her lips.

Rowan kept moving his fingers and licking, sucking, biting, working her through her orgasm. He finally pulled away. Aelin pried her eyes open and glanced down, just in time to see Rowan sucking the wetness off of his own fingers. Another surge of wanting raced through her body at the sight.

Aelin sat up and reached for Rowan. He moved to a sitting position and let her unbuckle his belt. Aelin’s usually sure fingers were failing her in her eagerness, and Rowan took pity on her and tugged his pants down, leaving them somewhere on the floor, alongside the rest of their clothing.

He helped Aelin move back to his lap. She hovered over his length, slowly lowering herself. Rowan held her through it, supporting her as she impaled herself on his cock.

They both let out moans as she slid down his length, fully seated on Rowan’s lap, her legs bent on either side of him. Aelin wrapped her arms around his neck, rocking gently as she adjusted.

Rowan pressed gentle kisses on Aelin’s lips, her cheeks, her forehead, a gesture seemingly too sweet for their position. But it felt so right.

Aelin started moving harder, lifting her hips then dropping them back down. Rowan moved with her. The vulgarity of it all had Aelin groaning, trying to move faster.

Aelin bit Rowan’s shoulder lightly, a small nip, but it had Rowan groaning once more. He thrust up into her, his grip almost bruising on her hips.

“Fuck me, Ro. Take what you need,” Aelin whispered in his ear, sensing his reluctance to push her farther than she could take.

Rowan was more than happy to take her up on her offer. He thrust into her, deeper, harder, faster. Aelin let out a sob as he used her, burying her face in his chest.

“I’m so close, so close, please please please—”

Aelin’s torrent of begging ended as Rowan moved one hand to pinch her nipple, and she cried out.

He kept fucking her, holding all the power despite being underneath. “That’s it, Aelin. Come for me. Come.”

She did as instructed. Aelin was shaking, writhing in his grip. Only a moment later, Rowan was coming as well, and the feel of him filling her up had Aelin sighing contentedly into his shoulder.

Once they both stilled, Rowan drew Aelin’s face to his, neither bothering to move from their position.

“Be my girlfriend, Aelin Galathynius.”

“I don’t think you’re supposed to ask that while you’re still in me.”

“Since when do we do anything like we’re supposed to?”

Aelin smiled at that. She pressed a light kiss to his lips and said, “It would be my honor, Rowan Whitethorn.”

———

Tag List:

@aelin-bitch-queen

@evolving-dreamer

@flora-shadowshine

@infernoqueen19

@lemonade-coolattas

@live-the-fangirl-life

@midsizewitch

@rhysandswingspan

@sleeping-and-books

@story-scribbler

@swankii-art-teacher

#rowaelin #tog #nowhere i’d rather be #my writing

[jgreaxcfdszx]

Waffle Machine ft. Tsukishima Kei

fluff, fem!reader, they k*ss🙄

~940 words~

a/n: : I don't know if you can tell or not but there is no actual waffle  achine also I wrote this when I was very tired

masterlist

Y/n walked back into Kei's room, sitting down on his bed and getting a cup of water.

He grimaced, scooting away from her. "What's wrong with you?"

"What?" She furrowed her eyebrows.

"You just brushed your teeth and now you’re drinking cold water." He stated as if it were obvious.

She laughed, putting it to the side and getting under the covers. "Why, is it suddenly illegal to drink water after cleaning your teeth?"

"No, it's just weird. It should be illegal though." Kei put his arm around her neck while she brought her knees closer to them.

"I don't think it's such a big deal, especially coming from someone who likes the smell of sharpies."

His eyes widened, lifting his hand up to defend himself. "Okay, I literally said that three months ago as a joke-"

Y/n looked up at him before closing her eyes. "I don't think you were joking, Kei."

"And how would you know if I was joking or not? Hmm?"

"Please, the way you were going on and on about how the metallic ones smelled like a new house was not something that someone would do as a joke." She buried herself deeper into his body, sighing. "Anyways, good ni-"

"My hands are cold." He blurted out, looking up at his ceiling. They honestly didn't feel too bad at the moment, he just wanted to be able to waste time with her for just a little bit longer.

"Here, come put them in my homemade waffle machine." She lifted one thigh up in the air.

He laughed quietly, patting the outer part of her leg. "How old is this thing?"

"Well, you know Kei, you should never judge a book by its cover."

He rolled his eyes, talking to the top of her head. "You literally do that all the time."

"Well I'm not talking about literal books, I'm using the expression." Y/n wrapped her arm around his stomach, stealing some of his body to put in her waffle machine.

"Ow, your stupid machine is burning me." Kei tried to scoot away from her.

"Well obviously its not going to be very nice to you if you insult it!" She laughed, taking one of his hands and resting them in between her thighs as she clenched and unclenched them. "Our waffle machine is a bit old, but it'll do the job."

Kei laughed at the sensation. "Wait, does this mean that my hands are the waffle?"

"...Was that not obvious before?"

"No!"

"That's just because the sharpie smell that you sniff way too much is infiltrating your brain functionality." She lifted her thighs, taking his left hand and bringing it up to her face. "Okay, one is done."

"That quick? Hmm, maybe I should come to your waffle shop more often." He tried to put his hand back down to his side, but she stopped him.

"Wait! I have to prepare it before I give it to you." She took his hand back and kissed each finger while she hummed. "Kei's waffle is almost done, but it still needs to get burned by the sun-"

"That doesn't make any sense." He said as he rolled his eyes.

"I can't come up with words on the spot, butthole. Who do you think I am?"

"You don't have even have a motto for your shop?” He laughed. “You know what, maybe I should just go and get my waffles done at the IHOP next door-"

"Wait wait wait wait!" She grabbed his hands and put them back under her thighs, squeezing them harder. "We're a small business who works very hard, and we give you jolly ranchers as a freebie!"

"I don't like jolly ranchers." He stated, trying to free his hands from her evil machine.

"W-well then we give away a handwritten note!"

"What are you going to write on it? 'Thanks for coming to our smelly shop, hope you liked your burnt hand!'?"

"Your hand is not burnt, we always keep a close eye on our machine."

"Then why has my right hand been under there for the past 5 minutes?" He questioned. "Also, I don't think that your machine is very sanitary, I can feel the last one’s stickiness all over my hands."

"That's on you, not us." She said as she took his right hand out and kissed it.

"I know it's on me, that's why I'm telling you about it." He took both of his hands away from her lips, placing them around her waist. "So now that I'm done, how much do I have to pay?"

"Well, that depends. How much do you want to pay?"

"Nothing. You were a horrible server and an even worse chef."

"No, you have to pay something."

"Fine." He looked around the room. "Oh, Akiteru made me this bookmark when he was 5-"

"No, I want something else." She smiled as she thought about it, reaching up to go kiss his neck.

"Yeah? And what is it?"

"Your loyalty.” She started speaking in a joyful manner. “You can sign up for our rewards program so that every time you warm up a certain amount of waff-"

"I can't with you anymore." He leaned down and kissed her gently, playing with her hands as she changed positions to get closer to his lips.

When he pulled away, she exhaled, feeling content as she laid her head back down on his chest. "Good night sweetheart, I hope you enjoy your freshly made waffles."

"Good night, I certainly won’t."

#tsukishima x reader #tsukishima imagines #cuddling #haikyuu oneshot #haikyuu #hq tsukki #tsukki fluff #kei x reader #tsukishima kei #I heart tsukishima #tsukishima poops #Tsukishima poops

[hollowsart]

Oh yeah you made a comic about being dollphobic sorry for makin ya look em up! I also see it a lot in Spamtons clothes specifically (and his makeup Ofc the pale face and painted lips/cheeks are a Look) and your color schemes I suppose cause I watched a video on the history of jesters and having contrasting blocks of color in clothes (classically purple/yellow(maybe green) or red/black) was a symbol of their chaotic nature—- I just love the colors in your art! They got the visual appeal of Gemstones or JOLLY RANCHER CANDY. It looks rich and sweet? IS THAT A WAY TO DESCRIBE ART? (Prone to caps in excitement not yelling hf). 💫

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L O L

I'm not afraid of dolls in general!!!

there's not a specific phobia name for SPECIFICALLY being afraid of sentient dolls. or the mere idea that a doll could actually start moving on its own without any like.. batteries/mechanics that would allow that?? if that makes sense?

y'know.. like the ones from those Child's Play movies. interestingly tho, the puppet from the Saw movies that people keep relating to Spamton in appearance doesn't bother me. it looks ugly, but it doesn't bother me LOL

I love harlequin dolls! they look really cool and cute and some are really pretty!

but also that's really cool!! also you're absolutely right. I love candy and colors and candy colors. (my) Spamton does make me think of nerds candy in a sour flavored icee/slushie drink. and also rock candy. ....he looks tasty.

[lovemesomesurveys]

10,000 Questions - Part 2 created by tater-tots

When's the last time you got your car serviced? What did you have done? Never since I've never owned a car.

How often do you need to charge your phone? I just charge it every night.

Have you ever needed to call a plumber before? No.

Do you or anyone in your family own a boat? No, but I do wish I knew someone who did.

Do you own a desktop computer or a laptop? Laptop.

What day does your garbage have to go out to the curb for collection? It comes on Wednesday's.

Have you ever licked a dog back after it licked you? Uh, no.

What did you last use an envelope for? What color was the envelope? For a birthday card. I think it was blue.

What's your favorite flavor lollipop? I don't have one. I'm not a lollipop kind of person anymore, but when I was a kid I liked those caramel apple ones and the watermelon Jolly Rancher suckers.

Have you ever eaten dairy-free ice cream before? Yeah, many times.

What pictures are on your mailing stamps? I don't have any stamps.

Is there a flavor of popsicle that you do not enjoy? The only popsicle I do ever have are those chocolate banana ones.

Do you prefer fry cake or glazed type doughnuts, or ones with filling inside? I like cake and glazed donuts, no filling.

Have you ever broken a mirror before? Yes.

Do you pop your pimples or leave them alone? I pick them. :/

Did you participate in school spirit dress up days? Yes.

Have you ever danced while using your hairbrush as a microphone? Ha, yeah.

Who is your favorite character from That 70's Show (if you've seen it and enjoyed it) I watched it during its original run and liked Kelso, Fez, and Jackie.

Do you prefer hot tea or iced tea? Hot tea. I've incorporated a nice and hot cup of Sleepytime tea into my nightly routine for the past week now, actually.

What is your opinion about hunting? Not something I have any interest in.

What is something that scares you? Losing my loved ones.

Would you rather play Mario Party or Mario Kart? Mario Kart.

Have you ever played The Sims? Which version do you feel is the best? Yes, numerous times. I've played since the very first one came out. The Sims 4 is my favorite, but I'm really looking forward to the new one.

Do you know anyone who has a hedgehog for a pet? No.

Do you remember the older games like Pong and Pac-Man? Have you ever played them? Yes, I've played Pac-Man many times back in the day.

Have you ever been stoned before? Yes.

Who baked your last birthday cake for you? Someone who worked at the store bakery.

Do you make an effort to recycle whenever possible? We recycle plastic and glass bottles and cans.

How many drinks or shots does it take you to get drunk? It didn't take much, I was a lightweight.

Have you ever been to a Bar Mitzvah? No.

Has anything ever blown away from your yard or backyard during a wind storm? Did you get it back? No.

Is autumn your favorite season? One of them, yes. Love it.

Have you ever climbed a tree? No.

Did you grow up with strict parents, easygoing parents, or overprotective parents? My parents are awesome and easygoing. That doesn't mean they didn't have any rules at all, but they were reasonable, understandable, expected, etc.

How high can you jump? I can't jump at all.

what's the hardest drug you've done? I've only done weed and that's all I ever would do.

Have you ever been in a car accident before? No, fortunately.

How many forms of identification do you have in your wallet? A few.

What's the last thing you were forced (or felt forced) into doing? I've had to make some changes that are beneficial and will do me good in the long-run, but admittedly some of them are things I don't want to do. My doctor also wants me to do something I really don't want to do. It's ultimately up to me, but I know what she wants me to do and I do feel pressured.

When's the last time you mowed your lawn? I don't do the yard work, but my dad did that recently.

Do you have health insurance? Yes.

Do you carry around any photos of others with you? No. Well, I guess I technically do if you count stuff stored on my phone.

How often do you shave? As needed.

How much cash do you have on you right now? Zero.

Can you see your bedroom floor if you go in there right now? I'm in my room and yes you can see the floor.

Do you use a credit or debit card? Both.

Are there any keychains on your keys? Ha, more like are there any keys on my keychains. I have a shit ton of keychains and one key.

Does your house have more hanging lights, standing lamps, or tabletop lamps? Ceiling lights and a few standing ones.

Pick a cracker: graham, animal, saltine, or Ritz. Ritz.

Have you ever eaten a cold soup before? Yeah.

When's the last time you fell out of bed? Were you having a dream when it happened? Not since I was a kid.

How quickly do you fall for a love interest/crush? I was the type to fall hard and fast. I don't even remember what it feels like to have feelings for someone like that, though, cause it's been like 5-6 years now. Crazy.

Do you prefer regular swings or tire swings? Regular.

Can you fall asleep sitting up? I do that a lot and wonder why my neck and back hurts...

How hot/spicy do you like your chili? I can't have spicy food anymore, sadly, but when I could I loved spicy everything and had a pretty high tolerance. I miss it so muchhh.

Do you know anyone who is allergic to peanut butter? Not that I'm aware of.

Do you have your driver's license? How old were you when you got it? No.

What toppings would you like on your nachos? Well, I've been obsessed with these chips called, "Andy Capp's Cheddar Fries", and they're these airy, crunchy, corn and potato chips that are just really good to me. Anyway, last week I got a bean burrito supreme with extra cheese and a Doritos taco supreme with beans instead of meat, extra cheese, and extra sides of guac and sour cream from Taco Bell and I piled the insides and the dips on top of those chips and *chef's kiss* it was SO good. I think their nacho fries are overhyped/overrated and my chips are better. OH, and I can actually eat Taco Bell's mild sauce, so I had some of that as well. Back in the day you can bet there would have been jalapeños, but yeah can't do that anymore.

Do you know anyone who is lactose intolerant? Me and my mom.

If you had the opportunity to move anywhere in the world, where would you choose, and why? I'm not sure. That would take some serious thinking and planning. I'd love to move somewhere else than where we live now, though, that's for sure.

Do you know anyone who suffers from seizures? Not that I know of.

What are some of your favorite pizza toppings? I've listed this so many times I don't feel like it right now.

If you were trapped in the wilderness, how long do you think you'd be able to survive? Oh, not long at all.

what color are the scissors in your house? We have a pair of black, rose gold, and red that I know of offhand.

When's the last time you mailed a package, and to where? I don't recall.

Do you know how to make origami? No, they never come out right.

Has anyone ever keyed your car before? I don't have a car.

Do you tend to string people along? No.

How many different types of tape do you have in your home? Uhh a few?

What is something in your "junk drawer" at home? Random office supplies type stuff and other miscellaneous things.

Do you believe that everything happens for a reason? Yes.

If you have a fireplace where you live, is it fake or real? We have a real one.

Have you ever gotten a flat tire before? --

Is broccoli your favorite green vegetable? If not, what is it? One of 'em.

Has your house ever gotten egged before? No, wow. That would be SO shitty. I've never seen that done in person, only ever in TV shows and movies. Same with TP'ing people's houses.

What is one of your biggest pet peeves? Eating sounds.

Do you buy real or fake Christmas trees? We bought a real one all my life until last year when we bought our first fake tree. I get the convenience and we can put it up sooner and keep it up longer, plus you could change the light settings and colors, which was cool, but I also missed that real Christmas tree smell. Not sure what we'll do this year.

Did you get an allowance, growing up? Yes.

Did you vote in the most recent presidential election? Yes.

Have you ever tried a potato latke before? Was it delicious? I have not.

What type of engagement ring would you like? I don't even plan on getting married, I don't see that happening for me. I can't even imagine a relationship to be honest.

When going to college, would you prefer to commute or to dorm? I lived super close to mine, so I lived at home.

Have you ever had to wear an eye patch before? No.

Do you feel that college is necessary in order to be successful? No, not for everyone.

How many times in your life have you passed out/fainted? Never, actually. There's been times I definitely like I would/could, though.

Does your vehicle have 4-wheel drive? --

Have you ever given yourself a haircut as a child? No. I trimmed my own bangs sometimes in middle and high school, but that's it until last summer when I chopped my hair.

Do you have any plans for this weekend? No.

Have you invested in any sort of stocks? Nope.

Do you build a gingerbread house at Christmastime? , Sometimes. It's been awhile. We bought one last year, but never got around to it.

Are you more likely to save money or spend money? Spend. :X I try to save and cutback, but it's hard. There's always a good sale going on and cute stuff being sold that I want. And then there's damn DoorDash. I do that a lot.

How often do you communicate with your parents? All the time. Especially my mom and I. We all live together and see each other all the time and my mom and I are very close, so.

Who is your oldest living relatiive? My papa, who is almost 90.

Does your job come with a retirement plan? I don't have a job.

What's something you do at night that you don't do during the daytime? Hm. I do much of the same, honestly, including sleeping.

Have you ever gambled before? Yeah.

Have you ever tried a pierogi before? No.

Have you ever blacked out from drinking? No, but there's parts of one night of drinking I had that is spotty. I didn't black out, though.

#personal #text #survey #surveys #10000 questions part 2

[surveys-at-your-service]

Survey #351

“the writing on the wall  /  a psalm of napalm  /  abandon all hope, but try to stay calm”

Do you have bad posture? Oh yeah. Are your eyes sensitive to sunlight? VERY. How many miles can you run without stopping? An astonishing zero miles. Who is the most attractive person you know personally? My high school friend Alon, probably. Have you ever dated someone who was very vastly different from your “type”? No. When was the first time you said "I love you" to a significant other? When I dated my first real boyfriend Jason at 16. I actually said it very early in because I thought I was "supposed" to, and I did REALLY like him. How old were you when you first lived alone? If you’ve never lived alone, how old do you think you’ll be? I haven't yet, and idk. What do you wish you had been better prepared for? Ha, adulthood. Is there anything about you (physically) that you think turns people off of you right off the bat? My weight. Do you know anyone with a semicolon tattoo? I have a semicolon butterfly tattoo on my wrist, and while it's very subtle, my Mark tat features a semicolon, too. It's outlined by a quote he's said ("you are important, never forget that"), and the "i" is a semicolon. Idk if I know anyone else with one. Have you ever overdosed on a drug? Once accidentally, once purposefully. Have you ever kissed a guy you didn’t want to kiss? Yes. Who was the last guy you cuddled with? Girt. What is something you’ve had a toxic reaction to? The breakup with Jason. In the last picture taken of you, how did you pose? I just tilted my head, smiled, and gave a peace sign, haha. Mom wanted to show my sister how I looked with a dozen wires and other shit attached to me for my sleep study. Have you ever made a fake Facebook account? If so, why? No. If you were an Eevee, what would you wanna evolve into? Probably Espeon? They're so, so majestic and beautiful. I'd love to feel like that, lol. What flavor was the last piece of gum you chewed? Raspberry lemonade. Did you ever used to watch the show Teen Titans? Nah. When you were in school/if you are in school, do you actually share your grades with your parents? If you got/get a bad grade, do you hide it from them? My mom always stayed up-to-date with my grades. I never really had anything to hide. Have you ever been the designated driver? Once or twice, yeah. Were you obsessed with Webkinz when they first came out? "Obsessed" is an understatement. I was that kid with dozens upon dozens. They were pretty much my favorite thing. Who do you subscribe to on YouTube, if anybody? Oh Jesus, looooots. Are you wearing nail polish right now? What color? No. Neon colors, or pastel? Pastel. Are you currently pregnant? Do you wish you were/weren’t? I'm not and have zero desire to be. Have you ever had a dog? A good number of them throughout my life. Is there any drama going on right now in your life? No. Does your hair fall out a lot? No. What’s your favourite type of bird? Barn owls. I also love ravens and crows. How many friends do you have on Facebook? 126. What was on the last sandwich you ate? Pb&j. What sort of music did you listen to when you were in high school? The same as I do now: metal and its various subgenres. Have you ever gotten back together with an ex? No. How far away is the closest store to your house and what is it? I'm actually unsure which is the closest. We live in a cul-de-sac with a bunch of houses, and the street opens into just outside the main city, so there's a lot of stores. What is your favourite Thai dish? I've actually never tried Thai food. How many contacts do you have in your phone? Very few, but I don't feel like counting. Are there any candles in your bedroom, and what scent are they? No. What pet names do you use with your significant other? I'm single. Do you have to wear a name badge where you work? I don’t have a job. Can you hear anything right now? Yeah, I'm watching Gab Smolders play Skyrim. It's a game I've always wanted to play myself. Is there anybody else in the room you’re currently in? No. What’s the name of the store you usually get your groceries? Walmart. Does your house have a porch/balcony? It has a very, very small porch. What is your mother’s first name? Donna. Did you have a tree house as a kid? No. Are you afraid of speaking to large audiences? I'm terrified of it. Have you ever cried from being so mad? Oh yeah, it's very common for me to cry when I'm mad. Have you ever taken a bath with someone? As a kid, yes. Do you have any brothers? One older one. Does your family use coasters? Is anyone in your family excessively tidy? No. Do you wear pajamas to places other than at your house? Ha, yeah, just depends on where. Do you take showers in the morning or at night more? Morning. I used to be ALL about night showers, but I just love how refreshing they are in the morning. It's a good start to the day. Do you snore? Steal the covers? Roll around in your sleep? I steal the covers SO bad and roll around a lot. God bless whoever marries me. You see the person you fell hardest for. What do you do? I can guarantee I'd be a total deer in headlights and probably tear up or just straight-up cry. Have you been/are you depressed? It's nowhere near as bad as it was once upon a time, but I honestly am depressed these days. Who is the one person you can completely be yourself around? I only feel entirely "safe" doing that around Sara. Are your popups blocked on your computer? Yeah. Are your parents night owls or morning birds? My mom's a total night owl. She absolutely hates sleeping because it's "such a waste of time" to her, but of course she does it anyway. I haven't lived with my father since I was like 16, so idk what he's really like with this stuff now, but I'd call him an early bird, particularly because his job has him up early anyway. Do you have high blood pressure? No; my blood pressure is actually extremely low, so much so it scares every doctor who hasn't treated me before. It's a medication side effect and seriously sucks, because I am absolutely always light-headed and dizzy. Have you ever pumped gas? No. Are you affectionate? Very. What would a perfect yard look like for you? Hmmm... I'm going to include things I know I won't realistically have for maintenance reasons, but what's ideal. I would loooove love love at least one really big tree with maybe a birdhouse and like a bat box (is that what they're called?), and I'd love tons and tons of flowers to feed bees and other wildlife. A koi pond would be amazing, but that's one of those things I know I won't actually have. A pool would be really nice, preferably inground, and having a spot in the shade would be perfect. Some berry bushes would be cool, and grape vines... Man, I'm really fantasizing now, haha. What is a topic that you have just recently become interested in? Nothing very recently, but I'd say the most recent would be uhhhh tarantulas, though that's been a thing for many months now. What is a feel-good song that you’ve been listening to lately? None lately, anyway. I can tell you "Jump" by Van Halen is the staple "feel-good" song for me, though. What are some things you enjoy seeing pictures of? Meerkats... Mark... more meerkats and Mark... oh also meerkats and Mark... Is there anything you are scared/awkward about talking about in life? Don't talk to me about sex. Has a pet ever stolen food from you as you were eating it? AS I was eating it, no. What is the weirdest compliment you have ever been given? I have no idea. What’s stronger - your upper or lower body? Jesus, I couldn't tell you. I'm just weak, period. Women tend to have more lower body strength, so I GUESS maybe that, but given the fact my legs are horribly weak, I don't know. My arms aren't strong, either. Are you very careful with your technology (phone, laptop, etc) or do you take risks that could damage them? I try to be mindful and careful, but you could say the way I pick up my laptop sometimes is risky. Have you ever been in the newspaper? What for? I think so, as part of my graduating class? But that would be a LOT of people... so I actually don't know. I have this faint memory of being in it with other people, but idr. Would you say that the area you live in is particularly picturesque? Ew, no. What is your favorite type of cat? One does not simply pick ONE favorite kind of cat. I love Persians, Ragdolls, Siamese, sphynxes, bengals, Abyssinians, and I could go on and on. If you had your way, what color(s) would you dye your hair? I have A LOT of colors I want to dye my hair, but the ones I'm currently most interested in are pastel pink, creamsicle orange, and lilac. Do you like seafood? If so, what is your favorite? If not, what is your favorite type of food? I only like shrimp. What religion/spiritual path intrigues you the most, if any? Paganism. It's the one I think is closest to what I believe in, and I just find it all very interesting. I love the nature focus. Would you ever consider getting dreadlocks? Nooooo. How many times is your cartilage pierced in your ears? None anymore. :( I miss all my piercings that closed while hospitalized. Have you ever had a pet bird? Nah. It'd be cool, but I don't want one enough to actually get one. Do you like dinosaurs? I looooove dinos. They were my obsession as a kid. My first dream career was even a paleontologist. Do you like going for long walks with friends? If my legs worked like a healthy fucking human's, I would love to do that again. I would literally collapse if I tried to go on a long walk now. Do you miss anyone from school? I miss a lot of people from school. I'm thankful for Facebook for that, but even that's not enough, really. What is your favorite flavor of Jolly Ranchers? Watermelon, I think? Was there a strawberry one? How are your parents right now? I'm assuming Dad's fine, and Mom's okay, just stressed as she always is. Can you take naps, or does it make you feel horrible? Man, I love naps. They're like, mandatory for my existence, lol. If you celebrate Christmas, do you get a real tree or an artificial tree? A fake one. Have you ever been told you were a good writer? Yeah. Do you watch music videos? No. Do you own an account on Club Penguin? Haha awww, remember the worldwide heartbreak when that site shut down? Anyway, I did as a kid. Do you like lemonade? Sure do. Was your first kiss perfect? To me it was. How do you feel about the first person you kissed? I feel a lot of things about him. As of right now, how do you feel about your future? Nervous. Who is the last person you ran into unexpectedly? *shrugs* Is sex something special, or just for fun? It has to be something special for me personally. Do you follow fashion? If so, why? Not at all. Have you ever played a real pinball machine? No. Do you like the smell of BBQs? I love the smell, but don't like the food. Do wasps scare you? Yes. Are you currently trying to get over someone? I mean, yes and no. I don't think I'll ever be fully over Jason, but I feel like I'm as "over him" as I'll ever be, maybe. I hope I can even further let him go, but we'll just have to see. Have you ever dated someone with longer hair than yours? Yes. Have you ever worn flip flops in the snow? HA, oh yeah. If it's only a dusting, I don't care at all. I pretty much always wear flip flops. How old were you when you met your first love? I was 15. If you could have one more pet, what? JUST one? Probably a Brazilian Black tarantula, ideally. I technically want a western hognose snake more, but given I already have a snake, in this hypothetical situation, I'd take the spider. Would you rather have an owl or a snake? Ha, speaking of snakes. A snake, even though I adore owls. What do you order at Chic-Fil-A? I don't give my business to Chick-fil-A. They're reigned by homophobic, transphobic pieces of shit that have given monetary contributions to anti-LGBT foundations, including most disgustingly those that support conversion therapy. I admittedly looooove their chicken sandwiches, but I just can't in good conscience go there. Have you ever been addicted to cigarettes? No, given I've never smoked and will never. Which do you use more? Facebook or Instagram? Facebook. Did you enjoy your past relationships? Yeah. Do you like '80s music? '80s metal is great. Something you would NEVER buy? Drugs. Have you ever questioned your sexuality? I first questioned if I was bisexual in middle school, 8th grade I think, but I went into denial about it given I was Christian at the time. Looking back, there were many clear signs of me liking girls too, I just didn't notice them until a few years ago when I came out as bi. Do you like Star Wars? No. What is the best thing about life? Experiencing love, both platonic and romantic. Are you superstitious? No. What show/concert have you gone to that you didn’t like much? I haven't experienced a bad concert before, but then again I've only been to one. Is sex a must in your life? Nah. Have you watched porn alone before? I've never watched porn period. I have absolutely no desire to watch two random people go at each other. What do you think about weed? It should be legal everywhere, but treated similarly to alcohol in that there are legal repercussions to doing certain things, like driving, under the influence. There are just too many benefits for many health conditions to ignore. Have you read the entire Bible before? No. I've started to before, but I didn't get far.

#survey #surveys #questions #lyrics: ''apex predator'' by otep

[angelliev]

Lover Boy - JJ Maybank x OC - Part Nine - Pogue Style

Word Count: 3.1K

Summary: Aria has the time of her life with JJ and the Pogues. 

Warnings: Making out, explosions, implied smut, cursing, and the Pogues doing crazy shit I guess

A/N: I had a blast writing this one. I just love the Pogues and their chaotic energy. Sorry for not posting for a few days. I’m taking my time writing these parts and I’m still trying to figure out where I want this to go. Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy! (Not my GIF. Credits to the owner. I don't own the show or any of the characters.)

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I’m starting to believe that the past is actually coming back to bite me in the ass. It has been a couple of months of Jennifer being gone. She still calls me occasionally to see how I’m doing along with the family and everyone else. Lately, my parents from my understanding are giving her space. However, they’ve been arguing a lot lately, and when they’re not, they are avoiding each other. I couldn’t help but notice that my dad hasn’t been around the house lately, not that I’m complaining, but it has been making me suspicious. He’s been acting a bit weird lately. He works on the mainland, so normally he’s only here on the weekends, but now here’s rarely ever here.

Today was just another normal day around the house. I’m currently doing homework at the kitchen island, while mom is cooking dinner and talking to Damian. Everything was going just great until the front door slammed shut. All three of us look up in confusion. In charges a very angry Claude. None of got the chance to ask what was wrong before he plucked my phone from my hands and threw it across the room. The sound of a shattered screen could be heard throughout the house.

“What the fuck?!” I yell, which surprises me. Normally I don’t have the guts to yell at my dad. “You lying little bitch!” He shouts. “Claude! What is wrong with you?!” My mom yells. “She has been lying to all of us this whole time!” He shouts. “What the hell are you talking about?” Asked Damian. “I just got off the phone with the private investigator. He knows you dropped Jennifer off at the ferry. He’s seen the text messages between you guys.” His words make me freeze. Everyone’s eyes were on me.

“Are you kidding me? You hired a private investigator to find her? When are you going to take the hint that she doesn’t want to see you?” I spit. “I don’t care what she wants! And I don’t appreciate you going behind my back and helping Jennifer run away.” His eyes filled with rage. “For god’s sake dad, she’s a grown woman! She’s not obligated to live here! She’s finally happy! Just leave her alone!” I quickly gather my things. “You’re not going anywhere. You tell me where she is!” He follows after me. I sprint to my car and lock the doors. I jump high when his body slams against the vehicle.

“This isn’t over! Get out the fucking car right now!” I speed away leaving my dad yelling to the top of his lungs. That man needs some serious help. I pick up the cracked phone. My screen is completely shattered and the phone itself is barely working, much to my dismay. I wanted to call JJ, but that idea was thrown out the window, like my phone, so I just continued to drive towards the chateau hoping that JJ was there.

I pull up to see that the van wasn’t anywhere near the fish shack, but I was more than delighted to see JJ’s bike parked. I check his room, having no luck, so I go outside and follow the sound of music. I find him resting in the hammock, vape in hand, and blanket covering his body from the brisk air. “Hey babe.” I greet him, making his head snap towards me. “Hey, babygirl. Wasn’t expecting to see you. C’mere.” He made room for me and lifted the blanket. “You’re like the best boyfriend ever. You know that?” I snuggle into his warmth. He just smirks. “I know. You moaning my name already says enough.” I lightly smack his chest, before taking a hit from his vape.

“We should runaway together.” I suggest. This catches his attention. “Where did you have in mind beautiful?” I take a couple seconds to think. “Somewhere tropical. Like Spain, Italy, Greece or Monaco. I’ve always wanted to see Europe. We can have a little house on the beach. We can get that dog you’ve always wanted. Fix up that Chevy Camaro. Think about it baby. Wake up to have morning sex, then shower sex, make breakfast, surf all day, have beach sex, drive for a little while, have dinner, then end the night with even more sex.” I ramble on. This makes him laugh. “Someone’s horny. But that does sound nice.”

“Of course, it does. I came up with it.” I let the weed relax my body, enjoying the high. “What brought this on anyways?” He asked curious. “Oh, the usual. My dad being an asshole. Fucking threw my phone across the room.” “What crawled up his ass?” “He found out I helped Jennifer runaway.” I sigh. “How?” “He apparently hired a private investigator, fucking psycho. He’s such a control freak. She’s in her early twenties, if she wants to live in Boston, who cares? Hell, I just turned eighteen and he thinks he has complete control over me still.” I huff.

“I know the feeling babe. Trust me, once we finish school, we’ll be out of here before you know it. We can fuck each other all day with no cock blocking.” The two of us laugh. We let the time pass as we vape and kiss. The kissing soon escalated into a full blown make out session. His tongues slips into my mouth while his hands find my ass making me giggle. I let my hands venture under his shirt, feeling his nicely toned body. “Jesus shit your hands are freezing.” He shivers. “I can think of a few ways to keep each other warm.” I say suggestively, before connecting our lips again. He rolls on top of me, trapping me under him. He attacks my neck with kisses.

“Cool off you two!” A voice interrupts our session, along with a water gun, hitting JJ’s back. The two of us looks up to see the whole group of pogues along with Sarah. “When the hell did this happen?” John B asked, water gun still in his hands. “Oh, you mean the make out session? A few minutes ago.” JJ attempts to dodge the question. “Not that dipshit. You guys dating. How long has that been going on?” JJ’s face scrunched trying to remember. “Like since that get together at Charis’s.” Both Pope and John B’s eyes nearly popped out.

“About time you two came out.” Said Kie. The two clueless boys whip their heads towards her. “You knew?” They asked astonished. “Yeah, so did Sarah and Charis.” “So much for no secrets among pogues.” Muttered Pope. “Sorry to interrupt your guys’ dumbassery, but can I help you? We were kind of in the middle of something.” JJ interrupts. “As a matter of fact, yes. We were planning on doing some stupid shit. You two in? Or are you guys just going to sit here and bump uglies all day?” John B aimed the water gun at us. “Okay! We’ll join you guys! Just put the damn thing down.” We got up from the hammock. “That’s the spirit. Now, get it in the van children.” He smiles. “Spoken like a true pedophile.” Says Pope.

I think it’s fair to say that I was not expecting the day to go like this, but it’s better than going home. “So, what are we doing?” I asked still unclear what the guys were planning. “Well, for starters we’re hitting up the store, Kie and Sarah were nice enough to offer to buy food and drinks, and then the rest is a surprise.” Explains John B. “This should be interesting.” Says JJ. The six of us jump out of the van and stroll our way into the store, ready to terrorize the isles and poor shoppers.

We grab a shopping cart. Sarah jumps into it after calling dibs, earning a glare from the store clerk. We head straight to the candy isle, burying Sarah in M&Ms, Watermelon Sour Patch Kids, Kit Kats, Jolly Ranchers, Skittles, Pop Rocks, Twizzlers, Hubba Bubba and Snickers. “We’re overdosing tonight guys.” Smiles Sarah. We then grab a bunch of chips. Our next stop was the snack isle. John B grabs a shitload of Cheez Its, while Pope grabs fruit snacks. At one point, I had Kie on my shoulders as she attempted to grab a box of Gushers sitting at the top shelf.

“Welp, I think that’s everything guys.” Says Kie, motioning to Sarah, here head the only body part that’s visible due to being buried by all the junk food. “I can’t move guys.” She laughs. As we make our way towards the checkout, we spot Rafe, Kelce and Topper along with more friends talking. JJ gets this brilliant idea to grab the store speaker phone and disguises his voice before announcing, “Paging Topper Thornton. I repeat Topper Thornton. We have your order of extra small condoms ready at the front desk. Thank you.” We all rush to the check-out to pay for our things giggling, before Topper and his friends come to beat our asses. Once we reach the parking lot, we all burst out laughing.

“Did you guys see his face?” JJ asked wheezing as we loaded the groceries into the vehicle. “Maybank! I’m gonna kill you!” We look over to see Rafe, Kelce, Topper and the rest of the crew charging towards us. We all quickly gather into the van, barely escaping from the Kook death squad. “Yo, John B! Slow down a little!” JJ commands before grabbing a snickers and a condom out of his wallet, before opening the side door, to see Topper on our tails.

“Here man have a snickers! Oh, and here’s a much larger condom for you man! Don’t worry you’ll grow into it eventually!” He laughs chucking them at the poor kook. “Screw you dirty pogues!” He yells as we drive off laughing. This is way better than sitting at home. Together we laugh, sang and ate as John B drove us to the surprise location. After a while, we all grew impatient, wondering where the hell he’s taking us, as we look out to see we’re practically out in the middle of nowhere on the island. We finally reach a location, of what looks like an abandoned amusement park.

“Where the hell are we?” Asked JJ, who’s head sat in my lap. “Exactly what it looks like. The OBX Fair Grounds. It’s been abandoned for like over a decade now. It’s the perfect place to do a bunch of stupid shit.” John B smiled feeling accomplished. I must say it was definitely fun to have the whole park to ourselves and boy did we have some fun. Such as, climbing roller coasters that were definitely not stable, venturing into creepy mirror mazes, and drinking on the carousel, while playing a good game of Cards Against Humanity.

As of now, me and the girls are playing another round when the boys came back rolling a bunch of bumper cars. That’s when John B and JJ begin setting them at the top of this small hill. “What the hell are you guys doing?!” I asked bewildered. “We’re gonna race these bad boys down the hill. Winner gets a twenty!” Shouts John B. “I’ll squirt you guys on the way down!” Pope yells holding up the water gun. “I highly recommend you don’t do that!” Yells Sarah. “Don’t worry! Those bushes over there should stop the cars.” Says JJ. It’s at times like this where I wonder how I ended up dating a literal five-year-old. “That doesn’t sound right babe!” I yell. Kie just scoffs. “JJ! I think what your girlfriend is trying to say is that you guys are a bunch of fucking morons!” She yells.

“Fuck off!” Yells JJ, earning an eye roll for Kie. “It’s a miracle that men aren’t extinct, due to the stupid shit they do.” Says Kie, which Sarah and I nod our heads to as we watch the two boys situate their selves in the number carts. “On your mark. Get set…go!” The boys push their cars, speeding down the hill screaming. John B’s car begins to drift. “You’re gonna crash!” Sarah yells to her boyfriend. “No, I’m not!” Not even 3 seconds later, he crashes into a gate, earning a cackle from JJ. “Suck on that loser, better get that twenty-“ JJ doesn’t get to finish his sentence when his car crashes through what looks like a closed off booth. “Dumbass.” Mutters Kie.

“You guys okay?” I asked. The two just got up and whooped. “Let’s do that again!” Shouts John B. “Holy shit! Guys I just found a bunch of fireworks.” JJ grabs one and points at the booth. “Well, what are you waiting for? Let’s light these bad boys up!” JB yells as all the boys run back up to us. “Yes, John B. Let’s let everyone know that we’re setting off fireworks in the abandoned amusement park that we’re currently trespassing.” Kie said in a sarcastic tone.

“How about this, we’ll just set off one, and take the rest of them back home?” Pope suggests. “Those things are like a decade old. Do they even work?” I asked. JJ just smirks. “Only one way to find out.” He says and proceeds to light the rocket. We all stand back as the spark is close to reaching its end, only for the rocket to fall over, aiming for the whole firework shack. “Oh shit!” “Fuck!” “Run!” All of us curse and begin to run the other way. The rocket shoots into the direction of the shack, before exploding. It then sets off a chain reaction, making all the fireworks go off at the same time, exploding the whole firework tent.

The sound of the all the fireworks going off at once and the explosion makes me cover my ears as we all continue to run and scream, attempting to make distance between us and the explosion. It felt like a long time before the sound of exploding fireworks came to a halt. We decide to look back, only to find that the tent had caught on fire, along with some more standing by it. The black smoke begins to cloud the sky. All of us stand there in pure shock.

“What the hell did you do JJ?” Screamed Kie. “That wasn’t my fault! It malfunctioned!” He defended himself. “Guys, not the best time to argue! We need to get the hell out of here! The cops and fire department have probably already been notified of the explosion and fire going on right now! And we’re a ways away from where we parked.” Pope distinguished the conversation. “Let’s haul ass people!” JB shouts and no one hesitates to resume to running.

All of our lungs began to burn, sweat was beading down our bodies, and our legs were close to giving out as we ran across half of the damn park, before reaching the van. That’s when we hear the nearby sirens. “Everyone in?” JB and Sarah look back to make sure no one was left behind. “GO, GO, GO!” We all scream, the van’s tires make a screeching noise and all of us are thrown back as we speed away from the scene. All of us sit back as we try to catch our breath, adrenaline pumping through our veins. JB decides to take a different route, hoping to avoid the authorities.

“Holy shit. Did that seriously just happen?” I asked still in shock, I must be fucking dreaming. This is not how I thought my day would be turning out. “Hell yeah! Pogue style baby! That’s what I’m taking about!” JJ smiles and puts his arm around me. We all began to laugh at how crazy and ridiculous the whole situation was. Our moment is cut off by Sarah’s phone ringing. “Who’s that?” Asked JB. “It’s Charis. Hello?” Sarah puts her on speaker.

“What the fuck did you pyromaniacs do?” Charis’s voice could be heard throughout the van, making all of us giggle. “What are you talking about?” Sarah plays dumb. “I’m talking about that big ass explosion and smoke in the sky that everyone can see!” She shouts. “Oh that? That wasn’t us.” Sarah played it off all nonchalant. “Bullshit.” “Oh, c’mon Charis. Why would we be start going around blowing up shit?” Asked John B. “Why wouldn’t you guys start going around blowing up shit?! And why wasn’t I invited?!” We all started laughing at Charis. “Uh oh, I’m losing signal. I’ll call you back later. Love you. Bye!” Sarah hangs up the phone.

“Is this a normal day for you guys?” I asked. “Pretty much.” Everyone says at the same time. Damn, I should’ve started hanging out with these guys a long time ago. I have never had this much fun in my whole life. The whole way home we all screamed and sang along to our favorite songs, until we pulled up to the chateau. We all exit the vehicle, still pumped up, so we decided to start a bonfire. Despite the fact that we already started one.

We all sat around the fire roasting some hot dogs and marshmallows. I was snuggled into JJ’s lap, blanket wrapped around the two of us. He takes his roasted marshmallow, before smearing some on my cheek. I look up at him before smearing some of mine on his nose. He leans down and crashes his lips against mine in a sweet kiss. “Get a room you two!” JB throws a marshmallow at the two of us. JJ just gives him the finger. He hugs me tighter nuzzling his face into the crook of my neck. “I don’t want you to go home.” He whispers placing a kiss on my neck. “I’m not going back home. At least not tonight. I don’t feel like dealing with my dad and his bullshit.” I yawn before taking a sip of my beer.

“You tired?” He asked. “Nah, the night is still young.” I yawn once more, making him chuckle. “C’mon, let’s go to bed.” He pulls me off the ground, wrapping his arm around me, my arm hooks around his waist. The pogues begin to make moaning noises. “Mm, JJ fuck me.” “Fuck! Right there baby.” “Harder JJ!” “Give me that Big J!” They all teased, earning another finger from JJ. “Night you horny shits.” He waves them off. “Night!” They all say.

The two of us, make our way to his room knocking into stuff, a little drunk. The two of us giggle as he picks me up and kicks the door shut before throwing me onto the bed. We throw our clothes off across the room. “I’m still kinda feeling the adrenaline rush.” He confesses as he litters my breasts with kisses. “Then let’s put that energy to good use.” I suggest, before biting my lip trying to contain my moan when he finds my sweet spot. “Let them hear babygirl. Let the whole world hear. I need to make sure they all know you’re mine.” He kisses my lips. “I’m forever yours.”

#jj maybank #jj maybank imagine #obx netflix #jj x oc

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Try Again Tomorrow [The Witching Hour AU]

Synopsis: Virgil and Riley make progress with their sentience.

Trigger warnings: Throw up, mention to the neck injury of Riley’s, anger, yelling

A/N: Patton uses she/they pronouns, Riley (sympathetic Deceit) uses they/them pronouns, part of the Witching Hour Au, direct sequel to Damage Control. Origin fic

    Patton hummed as she and Virgil laid on their stomachs on Roman’s porch, sharing a colouring book. Virgil clasped a green crayon in his trembling, sweaty palm, focusing intently on the page as he struggled to stay in the lines. Patton was worried, but she wouldn’t let it show.

    Virgil dropped the crayon as the front door opened. 

“Patton?”

Patton looked up at Roman’s mom, with a smile. “Hi, Ophelia!” 

She knelt down with a worried smile. “Do you want me to get Roman? He’s home, you know.” 

Patton shook her head. “Nope. I’m good.” 

Virgil snickered quietly. Ophelia couldn’t hear it. 

“O… Okay.” She straightened up. “Are you staying for dinner?” 

“That sounds good!” Patton switched out his crayons and gave her another smile, before focusing back on the colouring book. 

She seemed horrifyingly confused, but easily gave in and went back inside. Virgil went to pick up his crayon again, and squeezed his eyes shut. 

Patton grabbed his arm, eyes wide in worry. “Are you okay?”

“I’m gonna throw up.” He jumped to his feet and raced inside the house. 

Patton rushed to follow him into the bathroom, jumping around Roman’s dad in the hall. His voice carried through the house and a moment later, Roman appeared in the doorway, eyebrows creased in worry. 

“It didn’t work?” 

“Does it look like it worked?” Virgil snapped. 

Alastair poked his head in. “Everything okay?” 

“Patton’s not feeling good,” Roman said. “We’re fine, Dad, I got him.” 

Alastair held his hands up in surrender and left. Patton rubbed Virgil’s back as he emptied phantom stomach contents into the toilet. “We’ll try again tomorrow.” 

“Yeah, you should probably get some sleep now. Wait, do ghosts sleep?” 

“You’re an idiot,” is all Virgil said before he pushed past Roman and disappeared.

xxx 

“It’s fine,” Logan insisted, hand clasped in Riley’s. 

Once Riley made the breakthrough with the book, and they realized they were able to touch each other without falling right through, something in them made it impossible to stop. They were constantly holding hands, or had an arm around the other, or resting their head on the others shoulder. Riley’s spirit still hadn’t quite caught up with the present- While Virgil’s phantom gave nothing away to his lack of a heartbeat, Riley’s hands were still sweaty, and the cut on their neck still occasionally bled. They were in a constant state of panic. 

Logan prayed that if he got them out of this alley, that would change. 

“Come on, we’ll go slow,” Logan promised. 

Riley gripped their hand as they made their way toward the edge of the alley, away from where Riley was murdered and away from everything that happened after. 

Riley felt themself being pulled away from it all, and while they wanted so desperately to be relieved, excited, happy- They just felt sick. 

“Stop,” they gasped, and their legs gave out. Logan rushed to help them up, wrapping a strong arm around their waist. “Stop, no, I can’t. I can’t.”

Frustrated and defeated, Logan helped Riley back down the alley and settled them onto a chair Logan had brought them. Logan reached into his bag and pulled out a crumpled piece of paper. “Alright, let’s keep working on these, then, and we’ll try again tomorrow.”

Riley looked up and a small, nervous smiled wormed its way onto their face. In the middle of reading, Logan looked up and caught their eye. He faltered and blushed, and had to clear his throat to keep going. 

They spent the next few weeks like this. Virgil was making progress, but Riley was not. At night, Virgil was a true angry spirit- He threw things and broke things and sometimes screamed into the spare pillows from the linen closet. Roman’s parents questioned him on the broken objects, and Roman didn’t have an answer. But through all that, each day Virgil got a little farther, until he was able to walk right into the street. 

Patton gasped from the porch as a car came hurtling by- Right through him. He let out a breath and Roman whooped and clapped beside him. 

Logan and Riley didn’t know it, but Virgil wasn’t just aimlessly easing himself out in any random direction. Roman had scoped out the shortest path to the alley, and each day, Virgil got closer. 

“How do you think they’re doing?” Virgil asked as they walked down the road. When he first started, just a few steps a day was progress. Now he was able to walk at least a mile farther out. 

“Not good,” Patton said sadly. “Logan told me. Riley’s not making any progress at all.” 

“But…” Roman gestured to Virgil with a confused frown. “How does this make sense, then?” 

They both just shrugged. 

xxx 

“Riley, hey,” Logan whispered, trying to keep them grounded with his hands gripping their wrists. 

Riley let out little hiccupping sobs, trying to meet Logan’s eye but unable to through the thick drops of tears. 

“I can’t do it,” they insisted. “I’m never going to get out of here, why are you still here?” 

“No, stop, you are.” Logan brought one hand to the back of Riley’s head, pulling him in close. “If Virgil can do it, so can you. You can.” 

Riley jumped up and let out a frustrated shout, pushing Logan away. “I’M NOT!” He yelled, his voice bending and contorting. “We’ve been trying for months!” 

Logan had to think for a second. Had it really been months since Logan first stumbled across Riley, stuck in his echo? It had been, hadn’t it? 

He shook his head. “Ri-” 

Riley let out a guttural, furious scream, throwing his hand back and sending a dumpster flying out of the alley and crashing against the concrete. Logan gasped and took a step back. Riley blacked out. 

xxx 

“A dumpster!” Logan insisted. 

He, Patton, Virgil, and Roman were all in Roman’s basement, Patton’s backpack of candy emptied out in the middle. Logan was talking around a Jolly Rancher. 

“Have you ever done that?” He asked Virgil with wide eyes. 

Virgil shrugged. “I mean, yeah, I’ve thrown things. Never something that heavy, though.” 

“They were so angry,” Logan said quietly. “They were so frustrated.” 

“Hm.” Virgil fell quiet, his face thoughtful. 

“Enough of this!” Roman whined. “God, we talk about too much ghost stuff now. I’m getting burnt out! Can we play a video game?” 

They all looked at him, and Virgil pushed him over. He yelped. 

xxx 

Virgil was quiet the next few days. He hissed at Roman whenever he came too close, and he and Patton spent all their time together in silence. Virgil was thinking. 

Logan continued to visit Riley, but they put a hold on their sessions. They read and listened to music and podcasts and Riley asked Logan questions about his life, but they didn’t work. Logan was afraid Riley wouldn’t be able to take it if another thing went wrong. 

Then, one day, Virgil appeared. 

Riley tensed up as he walked down the alley, and Logan’s face lit up when he saw him. “Virgil!”

At the familiar name, Riley relaxed, but only a little bit. 

“Where’s the others?’

“They don’t know I’m here,” Virgil said when he got close. “I needed to finish this today. Riley?”

Riley looked cooler than Virgil imagined. When Logan said stage makeup, he kind of expected it to look dumb and fake, but it was actually… Impressive. He looked like a real half-snake man. 

“Riley.” He knelt down in front of them. “What are you doing?”

They looked at him in confusion. “What?”

“Why are you still here?” Virgil gestured around. “What are you still doing here?”

Virgil pushed Logan back as Logan got angry, and started defending Riley. “Stand up.”

Riley hesitantly obeyed. They didn’t want to, but Virgil was here, wasn’t he? So he knew what he was doing. 

Virgil pushed them back, hard on their chest. Energy that couldn’t have come from Virgil’s muscles pushed Riley against the wall. “Do you feel that?” Riley nodded, eyes wide. Virgil pushed him again. “Why are you still here? Why are you still here?!” 

“I don’t want to be here!” Riley shouted back. 

“Then act like it!” 

Riley let out a growl and shoved Virgil hard, and an energy that came from deep within them flowed out through their arms and sent Virgil slamming against the brick wall. Virgil groaned as his head bounced off the bricks. “Now walk out,” he snapped. 

Riley’s entire body was more alive than it had been in as long as they could remember. They were tingling and shaking and they could really feel themselves there. They’d forgotten what that felt like. 

They looked between Virgil and Logan, and Logan nodded in encouragement. Nervousness twisted at their stomach, but they were ready to go, they were really ready to fucking go. 

So they walked down the alley, and out past the theatre. 

And then they were out into the street. 

And they were out. 

#logan sanders #sympathetic deceit #loceit #deceit sanders #virgil sanders #roman sanders #patton sanders #logan #deceit #virgil #roman #patton #the witching hour au #virgil writes

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Random/Obscure OC Questions

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WELP TIME FOR THE VAULT CREW!

What modern-world candy would they love the most?

Nova would be the candy queen! Her fav kinds would be like Sour Patch Kids, Warheads, Pixy Stix, cinnamon or cherry flavored candy, and those lollipops with like insects inside (she’d scream and shove folks out of the way for a scorpion one tbh)

Echo loves Recess Pieces, mint chocolate, blue raspberry flavored candy (jolly ranchers, gummies, etc), and lemon drops

Whisper definitely a fan of black licorice (why else would she name her cat that), dark chocolate, lemon drops (Echo shares), honey sticks/candy, coffee jelly beans.

Barclay is a fan of peppermints, jelly beans (popcorn and rootbeer are his favs to find lol), Mr. Good Bars, lbr fan of chocolate and peanuts, gummy worms, those wax bottle candies, butterscotch hard candy.

Danny would probably like...red vines, skittles, white chocolate, sour candy, soda flavored candy.

Chocolate? Vanilla? Other?

Chocolate squad - Nova, Whisper, Echo (but depends on the type of chocolate)

Vanilla Beans - Echo, Nova, Barclay

ngl i think I’ve done this one before but I forget WHO likes what askdfhfd

What was their first kiss like, if it has happened?

Honestly? Nova was probably everyone of the Vault Crew’s first kiss. She gotta spread the love and also thinks the whole “First kiss is sacred and must be saved for the right one” Is hella dumb thing to worry about. One of few things she and Danny agree on.

Her first kiss was Echo. Echo made her happy so, as a thank you, she placed her hands on Echo’s cheeks and just pulled her in. It was short and sweet and very damn messy. And then Nova got up and went to go kiss everyone else cause heck! That felt amazing and fun and SHE GOTTA SPREAD THE JOY!!! Meanwhile, Echo was reeling from wtf just happened lol (they’re not interested in each other romantically after a bit of time...in any case their ship name would be “Ballroom Blitz” just saying lol)

The one who held most resistance was Danny, but as they say, when an unstoppable force meets and unmovable object, Nova picked him up, kissed him, and then put him to sleep. Dumbass had stayed up too long.

Barclay was like “Yeah sure!” and felt loads better that the weight of worrying about his first kiss “needing to be perfect” was over. Now he could easily sweet talk any guy without worrying about how good it’d be to kiss them.

Whisper read Nova’s mind and swept Nova off her feet before kissing her. Nova motherfuckin loved it and then ran off to try that on somebody.

Are their parents alive?

Echo & Barclay’s parents (reminder they siblings) are alive and living in Maine. They don’t know it aaaand they don’t know where they are...but they’re out there.

The rest of the vault crew doesn’t know who their parents are and are content with that. What no its not a cop out for me cause I didn’t think about making parents nah nooooo.

What’s their guilty pleasure?

Nova? feeling guilty of anything? PSH

Echo - listening to Silver Shroud, reading uh...certain books, and this girl is motherfuckin touch starved SO

Barclay - music with really good harmonies.

Whisper - listening in telepathically on the drama going on in other people’s lives...beating the shit out of dough 

Danny - ...staying awake longer than he’s supposed to

What’s their favorite ingame location?

I actually haaaave answered this! [here]

What would their World of Warcraft/DnD class be?

I’ve never played WoW so D&D!

Echo - Warlock. I mean come oooon. Dogmeat is totally her eldritch patron god familiar. He thinks she’s neat. This is the spooky class. It her.

Barclay - Bard. He’s 1000% a bard. Dude’s highly charismatic and his powers are vocal/voice based. He’s such a fuckin bard it hurts.

Nova - Barbarian. She fights with her fists and her heart! She MUST be able to deadlift her friends just for the heck of it.

Whisper - Druid. She’d love the FUCK out of being able to shapeshift and also loves animals way more than people but pretends that that is not the case. She’d talk shit about folks with her black cat Licorice.

Danny - Wizard. Absolutely 100% high int, low wis. Thinks he’s better than everyone and is a total asshole. Very easy to defeat lbr. All you gotta do is fuckin put him in a sleeper hold and dumbass is out like a light. Fully believes the whole “Knowledge is power and I’m smarter than you so I’m a god” type of deal.

#...i am fuckin bad at remembering urls istg #tag meme #glow's ocs #the vault crew #Samara 'Echo' Gray #Barclay 'Lyrebird' Gray #Danny 'Watts' #Danny 'Watts' Joule #Poppy 'Nova' #Alice 'Whisper' Ashencroft