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percyluvr · 2 months

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hello!! you're fics r amazing and i wanted to request some hc or a drabble, you choose, about fem!reading being the head counselor of hermes cabin and totally being his fem version. thank u so much if u do 🫶🏻🫶🏻

percy jackson x hermes cabin counselor!reader summary: hcs abt percy with hermes counselor reader basically being him but as a girl

first, i think u two would be inseparable

like im talking sitting at each others tables during meals, training together all the time, sneaking off to go make out in his cabin when u really should be leading camp activities, sleeping in each other's cabins, etc etc

im just thinking of the iconic percabeth underwater kiss with u guys

with him using his powers to make sure u can breathe while u kiss, and teeth clashing together making u guys just giggle ur little hearts out

when u two go back to nyc for the school year u would live with him, sally, and paul and they would treat u like their own kid

they see how much percy likes you and how similar you two are and they cant help but think of u as one of their own

hanging out in nyc together, he teaches u how to skateboard bc he DEFINITELY knows how to

adding onto that, he would definitely teach u how to surf if u didnt know how

just thinking about if u also have the same music taste, u two dancing around the kitchen to ur favorite songs

making brownies together for estelle's school bake sales in the future!!! my heart omfg

back to camp, i think everyone would be worried if they ever saw u two not together

like im talking celebrity break up gossip page type all up in ur business

but then they see one of you sneaking out of the same place the other one just walked out of and they realize that u two were just trying to be sneaky???

but why

bc really u two have never been sneaky in ur entire lives

if either of u got picked to lead a quest, u would immediately pick the other as the first person to come with on ur quest bc u literally cannot live without each other

FINISHING EACH OTHERS JOKES

or just sentences in general

literally couple goals

like, if someone is talking to both of u, sometimes you'll make the same joke at the exact same time and laugh ur asses off and the other person will just like. stand there staring until they eventually just walk away bc u two wont stop laughing

like i just think u two are on the same wavelength all the time

if one of u forgets to do something, u dont even have to worry bc the other already did it for u

i saw somewhere that leo could probably tweak phones so the demigods can use them, and u two would both go to him to get phones so u could make each other ur lockscreen and background

i think the two of u would send each other the DUMBEST tiktoks or instagram reels

or like u would send it and then realize that the other already sent it or liked it

the two of u would definitely do tiktok trends

dancing together

u would DEFINITELY do the peeling the orange trend

and he would just peel the orange. no questions asked

like u wouldnt even have to ask him

he'd just see u with the orange be like "here baby give me that, i'll peel it for you"

SCREAMING HES SO BF

matching tiktok pfps for SURE

or matching bios !!!!!

u two definitely went to see the barbie movie together

i have no doubts

whenever he gets pranked by connor or travis, u immediately send them to laundry duty

but they still say its worth it because one time when u were sleeping in percy's room, they poured water on the two of u and both of u chased them around camp until u realized that percy had no shirt, and u had no pants

u werent THAT embarrassed bc like. everyone already knows anyway

but the stolls thought it was SO funny and they made it their mission to prank both of u again

when u two go on cabin inspections, even if u arent doing it together, u always give each other's cabin a 10 even tho u both know that neither of ur cabins deserve it ....

the two of u definitely sneak out of ur cabins at night when u arent together and sit down by the river, just to be met with the other sitting there with the exact same thought as u

and u end up going back to his cabin to sleep

u guys have definitely gotten yelled at by mr d and chiron

but u kept doing it

so they just gave up

but anyways, u guys r literally the it couple at camp

like, all the couples wanna be like u guys

ur just such a perfect fit & u love each other so much and u cant help but show it

a/n: this was my first time doing hcs and i think i kinda got a bit carried away... but anyways i hope u like it !! also, i love writing and im so happy that u like mine, it means so much to me <3

#percy jackson x reader #percy jackson x you #pjo #pjo series #percy jackson fic #pjo x reader #pjo x you #percy jackson #percy jackson imagine #book percy jackson

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chuuya-kisser · 23 days

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THEORY TIME THEORY TIME

ok. so. first of all FYODOR FCKIN DOSTOEVSKY I LIKE U AND ALL BUT???? REMAIN DEAD??? U JESUS FR??

ANYWAYS ignoring that

so bc i adore skk to hell and back obviously im gonna explore their dynamic first

what kills me is how familiar they are with each other. they arent insulting each other in every sentence, which is still alright. and what struck me the most is how much dazai seems to trust chuuya. more so than anyone.

so far we know that dazai isn't exactly the most open person around. his entire cheerful joking persona is a facade, a fake. what you see is usually only what he wants to show you. his real emotions? ive only seen them very rarely, if at all. now look at these

the way chuuya says what he does implies that he is already used to this habit of dazai's, which is only possible if dazai did this in his mafia days, AND even then, he was open and willing enough to let chuuya see it and know that dazai was anxious. which means that even before mersault, before dazai left the mafia, he and chuuya atleast were that close that the usually closed-off, know-everything demon prodigy could show his worry to his partner, multiple times.

i think that over here, dazai really isnt hiding his emotions. you can see the shock and worry on his face and in his eyes clearly as he puts the pieces together. not only that, hes also laying out parts of his plan to chuuya, in addition to his theories. which he rarely does unless im wrong about that (its possible). he isnt worried about chuuya using his emotions and weaknesses against him, because he trusts him enough, although i think the trust between them was already shown when both of them fake-killed each other.

its easy to see the panic in his eyes, and personally i feel that this is him showing a bit of weakness, which is perfectly alright. the thing is that again, hes letting chuuya see this. I very much doubt that he would have let down his facade enough to show this to absolutely anyone else.

also the poor guy literally looks so stressed out here give him a goddamn break asagiri

aaaaand now chuuya.

now what strikes me is that even in the last chapter/s, chuuya has multiple times tried to reassure dazai that fyodor is indeed dead to try and calm down dazai's worries. this can also be him also wanting a damn break but anyways.

and these panels. while many ppl are agreeing that hes just sitting there being a pretty boy while dazai tows through helicopter debris (and i agree), and definitely chuuyas sadistic streak when it comes to dazai is showing itself clearly, its often been seen in both the official arts and animanga that whenever working together, chuuya always covers dazai's blind spots.

think about it. dazai has his back turned towards everything. if someone launched a surprise attack on him at this moment, the chances of him dodging, finding out abt it in time is pretty low. chuuya is directly behind dazai. i got this idea from another post i saw, but what if this is also chuuya covering for dazai yet again? protecting him?

anyways thats it folks maybe ill make another post on jesus- i meant fyodor soon

#bungou stray dogs #bsd chuuya #dazai osamu #bsd dazai #nakahara chuuya #soukoku #bsd #bsd spoilers #bsd 114 #bsd manga #bsd 114 spoilers #bsd ch 114 #skk

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1for5 · 12 days

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yes im changing

paige bueckers x reader

(paige x uconn psychology student!reader)

synopsis: with y/n being in a new environment, still facing rejection, how can she bounce back?

masterlist

chapter 5

the previous week was hell for y/n. she got to finish interviewing all the members part of the men’s and women’s basketball team. she plans on having study sessions with the team members starting next week. aubrey has been noticing dark circle’s under y/n’s eyes, and she’s growing concered.

it was a saturday night, and aubrey was going out to hang with the team, when she went out of here room, she saw y/n locked in with her research. she saw a glimpse of the introduction.

university of connecticut, in short uconn, is known for many achievements in their curriculars, and especially in basketball. according to previous research, many have grown fond of basketball due to university of connecticut, with many championship titles being brought to their home at storrs.

basketball in uconn is more popular than ever. with this, the researcher aims to see the difference of the resilience of these student athletes from the basketball teams of uconn. according to..

“girl thats dope, but you have been reviewing this introduction for the longest time. you need a break, your eyebags are telling you to do so.” aubrey said. “i just want a good grade.. so im eligible to transfer to stanford.” y/n replies nonchalantly.

“that is true, but you need to loosen up for now y/n. you have done a lot. im hanging out with the team today, you should really come so i wouldn’t have to worry about my teammate finishing cans of red bull. thats bad for you!” aubrey proposes. “i dont think i can..” y/n declines.

“im not taking no for an answer, so come into your room and put nice clothes on. i can wait for you” aubrey drags y/n out of her chair and brings her to the girl’s room.

“fine”

after 30 minutes, the roommates finally arrived to the destination: a steakhouse. it’s tradition for the team to eat at their favorite steakhouse at every start of the school year. the team may bring their friends and significant others to this gathering, but they all keep in mind to keep this gathering not too big and still quite intimate.

“hi y/n!!!” the team greets her, aubrey signaling her to sit beside nika and her. nika turned to y/n, and asked more personal questions about her life. they only got to talk during the interviews, and nika was genuinely willing to be friends with y/n.

they got more comfortable with each other, they found out they both liked rock climbing, building legos, and had mystery movies as their comfort movies.

while talking, one member of the team, kk, got curious. “so.. what’s the deal between aubrey and y/n? we didn’t know that y/n would be here, but don’t worry boo we’re all glad you’re here” kk asked.

everyone except for one

“oh nooo. y/n and i arent like that. yeah we’re roommates and we got close to each other but she’s not my type, don’t even know if she’s for the girls! i brought her here since she’s been too deep into her research. she needs to eez down” aubrey declined the allegation, y/n agreeing to her.

“only answer this if your comfortable with it but.. are you for the girls?” kk’s curiousity got stronger. “oh no its fine kk! yeah i am gay, just dont have a label. but i have never had a girlfriend before” y/n answered with a smile.

“OOOOH!” kk and the others exclaimed. “so what are you looking for in a partner? we could hook you up!” ice asked.

“i want my personal athletic or active, i dont know, they just have that aura. i also want my person to be quite smart.. i dont know guys its just attractive to me! and i hope theyre love language is words of affirmation. im a sucker for that” y/n shamefully answers.

“you know y/n, maybe your just talking about me” kk teased. “NOOOO”s and “EEEWWW”s were said after that, laughter all around.

after a wonderful night and dinner, it was time to head to an open basketball court. the uconn team loves to hoop after a good night out. its their only time to really have fun with their sport, no rules or anything. the steakhouse was just walking distance to the court, hence the team leaving their cars first at the parking area.

as they go into the court, y/n was smiling with the rest of the team, until she sees paige. paige gave her an eye roll, which made y/n feel quite annoyed and uncomfortable.

the rest of the team wanted to see y/n play, so she did, she was against paige, qadence, nika, and ice. y/n was having fun, but whenever she makes in contact with the ball and paige was beside her, paige kept on nudging her and slightly hitting her. paige was rough, which was not usual for her especially when they were just playing for fun.

the others felt paige’s competitiveness, and it didn’t feel right. kk calmed paige down. “paige whats your problem? she doesn’t play. that was foul” kk asked. paige just scoffed and ignored kk. kk was for sure that paige was hiding something, and she would have to ask next time when paige is more open to talk about it.

the team decided to call it a day. while they were walking back to the parking area, paige was dribbling a basketball, and started to throw it up— which led to another “accident.”

the ball goes forward and hits y/n again, but this time it was on her shoulder. y/n looked back to see who threw the ball, only to see that it was the blonde once again.

“what the fuck is your problem?”

#paige bueckers #paige bueckers fic #paige bueckers x reader

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honakito · 3 months

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Plz akito kiss hcs ..

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LIP MARKS - prod. honakito

posted as : request

chars : s. akito , y. kanade

type: x g/n ! reader

scenario : kisses with them ( headcanons )

notes : that is so cute im gonna give u a smooch. now this MIGHT be similar to others posts but everything in this context is unintentional,,, so no i am not a copycat ,, tho, enjoy!!

notes 2 : i wrote kanade too even tho she wasnt in the request because i also want to write other characters ,,,, because as much as i want this to be an akito blog i genuienly CANT </3 id get bored and theres no SPICE in that what the fuck,,, also i flunged my math comp today (even tho i have the highest grades and like general grade in class with a 9,94) i got a like 55 this is not my first time the 55 has cursed me i cant escape ,, so now ive been ghosting everyone that has asked me for my score im genuinely so embarrassed ( this is also NOT the first time ive did this )

date : 19 / 01 / 24 - 20 / 01 / 24

s. akito

akitos lips are soft. like genuinely so soft.

hes probably had them chapped for a little while , due to practicing in the sun a lot. before you started helping him on it. i guess it payed off , so , so well.

so now , after helping him treat them, his kisses got somehow better.

its like theyre more tender and passionate now. maybe its his way of getting back at you for giving him tips and buying the necessary things he needed? pretty much. yeah definitely.

small fact : he still kept the things you bought him for his lips , neat and clean on his desk. ‘ im keeping those for when they get dry again, not for kissing you better. they heavily influence my singing, y’know? ‘ - thats his excuse anyway.

usually, they arent that long. in hurries, he usually just leaves a small peck. a kiss on the forehead, even. tho he only does this when no ones watching , not too fond of pda because of three certain someones. the most he can do in public is a quick kiss on the hand, on one of the rings you wear, if you do actually use jewelry.

but in private , its like a switch flipping. hes initiating it a lot more, each kiss lasting two times more than usual with one break slipped in there somewhere. mostly on the lips, but doesnt limit there. hed kiss you all over your face occasionally , if hes feeling mischievous. or in comfort. depends on the context.

and about hand placement — definitely on your waist. he likes it alot. in an innocent way, ofcourse. in general, he just likes it. wrapping his arms around it from behind you , hugging you and resting his face on your shoulder. akito himself doesnt know why.

so basically — his kissers are tender , passionate , and depend on his mood. hes a pretty simple guy.

y. kanade

if akitos lips were soft, then kanades are heavenly, if taken care of properly.

her lack of self care is there, ofcourse, even worse if it wasnt for honami. but with a little bit of your help, i feel like shed eventually get better — and that includes skincare and just beauty in general.

she has dry lips, due to working a lot during both mornings and nights , so she doesnt really have time to take care of them — or she oftenly licks them to the extent of it. it doesnt take a lot of chapstick to get them nice and soft, tho.

theyd DEFINITELY taste like soy cup noodles, argue with the entirety of usa. or collectively agree. i dont care i know im right.

her kisses arent special, but they hold a lot of sentimental expression to both you and kanade. for her , leaving you quick pecks anywhere on your face is a way to express what shes feeling. is she proud? is she happy? did something happen? does she need attention? you’ll only know through her quick kiss on your cheek.

she cant last through really long kisses tho — poor girl runs out of breath so fast. thats why you both settled in quick pecks.

and hand placement during those? your cheeks or the back of your head , running her hands through your hair. doesnt matter if youre taller (which is likely) , she’d initiate it (rarely long) by gently cupping your cheeks and bringing your face closer to her.

summed up — shes a decent kisser. just dont suffocate her during your time.

does anybody wanna be on my taglist…. ive been considering doing one ,,

dividers arent mine ; credits to the rightful owners on TUMBLR

#written : surpassed angelic #akito shinonome #kanade yoisaki #akito shinonome x reader #kanade yoisaki x reader #project sekai #pjsk x reader #pjsk #akito vbs #kanade pjsk #project sekai colorful stage #pjsk x you

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axel-skz · 11 months

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Though I reach out my hand, there’s nobody to hold it.

Part 1

A/N: I will not lie, I cried writing this. All up in my feels and whatever. Anywho, you will hate me now… for hurting you with how this ends… and I would apologise but I’m not sorry 😆 not everything gets better, not everything ends well. Some people are genuinely temporary. Enjoy them while they last but don’t hold onto them because they will leave. One way or another. Now, song roulette time, we got sunshine. I can’t say I have listened to it much but I googled the lyric translation and bro, thats so cute 😭.

Chan messed up too much… what happens now?

You and chan had been living separately for a while. It had been so long since you talked to each oher. Chan tried calling a couple times but even he knew there was no way of redeeming himself. There wasn’t really much to say now. The trust was gone.

The other guys seemed to find out very soon that you guys had a fight because it only took 2 days for them to start spamming you with apologies.

You couldn’t describe the amount of pain you were in. Not only to find out what chan had actually thought of you all this time… but the boys too?

They had warned him of you? How the hell were you supposed to come back from that? What was so bad about you that they all had wanted you gone so bad? That they needed to pass out warnings?

Now they were apologising. Whats the point of apologising now? What could they even say? ‘Sorry, you suck and we noticed’ or ‘we want the best for chan and… you arent even close.’

You had tried your best with them. You cared for them so much and to your face, they had been caring too. There were times where you felt you had no one but them. They were so important to you. It ripped everything in you to shreds even thinking about how wrong you were.

You couldn’t afford to take time off work, you had used your savings to get a new apartment. It was a miserable existence. Every day blurred together and any time you were home, you wouldn’t leave your bed. Any holidays or days off were spent getting all the tears out so that when you did re-enter civilisation the next day, you wouldn’t fall apart.

Days passed, then weeks, then months… you slowly got better, life started to move again. Little things made you happy again… but for a little while, smiling about those little things made you cry. He would call you immature in your head. Again and again until you could hear ringing in your ears and the tears wouldn’t stop.

You had very little confidence in yourself growing up. It was a hard thing to have and you had been doing so great. Self love. What a freeing concept?

It was all gone for a while. Not a speck of it in sight.

Until slowly, you go it back. Slowly, you appreciated yourself. Started liking how simple things made you light up. You got in touch with old friends and your life started to feel whole again. Everything was going and the pain didn’t hurt so bad. It was disappearing.

But that all came crashing down one night when someone was knocking on your door. You opened it, expecting your pizza but there in all his glory, stood a very drunk Chan with an even more drunk Felix.

Tweedle dee and tweedle can’t-stand-on-his-own were singing tik tok songs. They looked surprised when you opened the door. As if they had no clue you lived there.

‘Hey!? How are you??? It’s been ages’ Chan said as they both sauntered in.

‘What are you doing-‘

‘WOW! I like your new place. You should invite me over for a sleep over sometime,’ Felix interupted.

You rolled your eyes as you looked out into the hallway, making sure there weren’t any more drunk stray kids dawdling around. (I’m hilarious, I know)

You closed your door and got them a water bottle each as you sat them down in the living room. There wasn’t much room to talk to them because they kept bouncing gibberish off each other. When your food arrived, you gave them two slices each and they were basically knocked out after that.

You grabbed a blanket and put it over them. This gave you a chance to really get a look at Chan. He never got drunk. He didn’t like drinking. This was out of the ordinary for him. That and the fact that of course he looked even more tired then usual. As you looked at Felix, you noticed he looked tired too.

You couldn’t understand why you were being so nice. You had no reason to be. When they eventually woke up on a sidewalk somewhere, after their drunken adventures, they would have no reason to even think of you. Let alone blame you for not helping.

But here they are, fed and passed out on your sofa. You couldn’t stand to look at them anymore so you got up and went to your room. It was harder to sleep knowing they were in the next room. He was in the next room.

But eventually, with a few tears and a hint of heartbreak, you fell asleep.

You were woken up by whispering, loud whispering. If you wanna whisper, why do it loudly? Does that not defeat the point of whispering?

You opened your eyes to Chan and Felix talking to each other. When they both looked back at you and saw you awake, they both jumped. Then started apologising profusely for having come here.

‘What are you doing in here?’ You asked groggily.

‘We um-we made you breakfast,’ Felix replied.

‘We were gonna wake you up but you looked so peaceful…’ Chan added on.

‘You didn’t need to do that,’ you said as you fidgeted with your hands.

‘We did! You had no reason to look after us last night but you did… we really appreciate it,’ Chan said.

‘It’s nothing. Look, I have to go to work so you guys should probably leave now.’

They didn’t think too much and apologised again as they started getting ready to leave. Just before they left though, Chan asked if he could talk to you… alone. You were hesitent and honestly? The mere idea instilled a world of dread in you. But he kept insisting on atleast talking once so you gave him a chance. You guys decided to meet at your apartment again the next day. You would have gone to his but… that place held every memory of you both together.

The next 24 hours were uncomfortable and you couldn’t get anything else done.

The agonising time seemed to come to an end finally though as you heard the knock on your door. You stopped and looked in a mirror to make sure you looked okay. Then you felt stupid for doing that because he didn’t deserve your effort.

You opened the door and really looked at him today. He looked good… more then good… he was wearing your favourite shirt.

You looked away as you let him in. Not even registering that he had said hello to you.

He went over to the sofa and sat down as you sat in an armchair. There was an awkward silence that you definitely did not plan to break. So inevitably, he did.

‘I don’t want to beat around the bush… I want to say I’m sorry… I was terrible for what I said…’

It angered you that this was what he thought was wrong… what he said? Really?

‘What? That all? Not sorry for lying about liking me the whole time? Not sorry for knowing there was something ‘wierd’ about me but still stringing me along? I’m too immature and self involved for you but you’re sorry for what? Letting me know? Letting it slip how you really felt?’

‘I was stupid for saying that because I didn’t mean it… I might’ve had those thoughts come to me in the first week of knowing you but it was stupid and I never actually thought you were those things… what you did hurt me and I… wanted to hurt you back…’

‘I get that… but actually… I don’t. I know what I did was wrong too and I’m sorry but… what you did… there isn’t any way to undo that. I can’t trust you anymore. And even if I could magically get over what you thought, the fact that the other guys told you not to be with me? I can’t even begin to unpack that. I can’t be around any of you anymore. I would have to hate myself to subject myself to that.’

He didn’t know what to say as he looked down. Tears welling up in his eyes as he said sorry again for the millionth time.

But you both sat there, in the silence, knowing these were your last moments together… this was it…

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A/N: 😈

This is you rn:

This is me:

I’m sorry 😂 it’s ok though, I just got rejected by my cat so I’m sad too.

The Hyunjin story part 2 hopefully is next to be published. I’m having a hard time writing it but we’ll get there

Please reblog (with hashtags if you can pls) and like and gimme feedback. I’ll see you next time :)

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robinismywifee · 1 year

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lust, not hatred || e. williams

pairings dealer!ellie williams x fem!oc/reader

summary ellie and aime never got along, but ellies best friend, dina, is aimes roomate so they have to be around each other alot. blah blah blah, ellie makes aime go to a party with her, lets just say ellie gets jealous (1st p.o.v)

warnings NSFW, fingering (r. receiving), cunnilingus (r. receiving), pet names (princess, brat, slut, good girl), kinda kinky ellie (spanking, she thinks reader belongs to her????), drinking, smoking weed

a/n part 2 is up!

wordcount 4.2k

i unbuttoned my jeans, slipping out of them, i could already feel her burning gaze on my neck.

i pulled of my shirt too, throwing the clothes into my laundry basket, i turned to my closet, it had a mirror on it and i could see ellie on dinas bed, sititng with her legs spred out not even hiding her stares

i looked at her through the mirror shaking my head, "what are you even doing here? dinas not gonna be back until like midnight" i scoffed, as i opened the closet and grabbed shorts, slipping into them but still in my bra

"are you deaf? i already told you" she said, annoyed by me being annoyed, or maybe just my presence, "yeah, well im gonna be here when she gets back why don't i just have her text you?" i wanted my room to myself, dina was at a party, i had classes early and although it seemed tempting, dancing like nobody else is in the room with dina while my eyes are red from the weed, i could do it literally any other day

"youre gonna pass out as soon as your fat ass hits the bed" she said, making me roll my eyes even though she couldnt see them as my back faced her, "okay then just- come back at like 2am to see her alive and well" i shrugged, getting on my tippy toes to pull out a white tanktop from the top of my closet

i unclipped my bra, letting the cold air fill my breasts, i tossed the bra into the basket, slipping on my tanktop.. if i was in my room, i dont care whos in it, im changing, i mean, i face the other direction if im going completely nude like how i just did so ellie couldnt see my tits, only my bare back, but in plain bra and underwear, who cares, its just as if i was wearing a bikini

i turned around, noticing the tanktop was much tighter and lowcut then i had thought, but once again it didnt really matter, its just ellie, as much as i hated her im comfortable around her, i know shes not gonna try anything weird like that

"can you honestly just shut the fuck up and go to sleep? my roomate blasts terrible music while she studies and she has a test tomorrow theres no way im going back in there" she complained

"dude, i dont care, its my room, not yours" i folded my arms, "its dinas room too and she said i could be in here anytime i wanted, and why do you want me to leave so fucking much? i always crash" ellie questioned, "i- i jus- i- it doesnt fucking matter! just-" i stuttered, suddenly feeling embarrassed.. usually i don't care if she stays over, i just block her out and ignore her even being there, but i was really horny today and planned tonight out already.

"what? was some guy supposed to come over or some shit?" ellie asked, suddenly feeling interested, "no! just-" i sighed, trying to come up with a lie but settled on changing the topic, "if you're gonna be here, do me a favor and shut up"

"nah, i wanna know, what were your wednesday night plans princess?" her voice raised a pitch, she leaned forward as i stood a few feet infront of her, "why do you care so much?" i scoffed, "and why arent you at the party?" i added, trying to change the topic

"you know how it is going to a party with dina and jesse, im just gonna be alone the whole time with people trampling asking for weed" she shrugged, "dont you want people asking?" i asked, referring to the business side, "yeah but i dont need to go to parties every fucking day"

"whatever" i mumbled, falling to my bed, i pulled out my phone and was about to go to tiktok when she spoke up again, "you never answered my question"

"if i tell you will you go the party?" i asked raising my head, "uh.. fuck" she whispered, "fine" she said which suprised me enough to sit up and ditch my phone, "only cause i was already thinking of going" she added, "yea right" i mumbled, "so? you gonna tell me or just sit there?"

"i was just- just.." i scratched my neck preparing for her future comments, "i told jason he could come over specifically because i had the dorm to myself- and dont start williams because ive been talking with him for like a month now, and i know you do it all the time with cat" she laughed

"i dont" she said with a smirk, "shut the fuck up, yes you do" she stood up, "not with cat, that was like a 1 time thing" she said casually, walking over to grab her shoes, "yeah all your things are a one time thing" i grumbled, basically implying she was a whore, she stopped her tracks, and walked to the edge of my bed infront of me, "get up" she said in a stern voice, i shook my head, she didnt like that answer, she pulled my wrist and shoved me to my closet, "get dressed" she ordered

"get dressed? fuck off im not going anywhere" i said in disbelief, "youre coming with me, now get fucking dressed" she said, looking down at me, "says who? im not going with you, leave me alone!" who does she think she is?

ellie took a step closer, she didnt even say anything, just gave me that look that made me tense up, "holy fucking shit, fine" i let out my breath, and untensed as she smirked, proud of her abilities, "but only if you give me free weed" i added, "whatever, just hurry up"

"hurry up? i just took off all my makeup let me do like basic makeup first" i said, moving to my vanity, she sighed, "i swear to god"

"you're the one whos making me go, just sit on your ass and watch south park of something" i said, getting out my makeup, "oh, can you actually put that on?" she asked, i didnt reply, but complied by taking my remote off my desk and tossing its at her, my tv was facing my bed only so she had to move from dinas bed to mine, i watched through my mirror her getting comfy under my blankets with my squishmellow bat, i didnt realize until i looked back to myself that i was smiling, i instantly dropped it, shook my head at myself feeling disgusted, and started my makeup as southpark filled the room.

"jesus, took you long enough" ellie mumbled as i got out of my chair, "it took one episode of south park, thats not even long dumbass" i shot back, picking up the remote from her lap and turning it off, "help me pick an outfit" i ordered, opening my closet

"you dont need to dress up its not a special party, just put on jeans" she said, i was slightly leaned over searching for clothes when once again i could feel her eyes on the back of me, i turned around and saw that her eyes werent up on my back, but lower, "stop being a perv" i said as she looked back up to me, still laying in bed snuggled with the blankets, "not my fault you were bent over in booty shorts"

i shook my head, "okay well im not wearing jeans cause its hot" i said outloud, "so which skirt?" i moved over showing her the ray of skirts "whichever one shows more skin" i turned to her squinted my eyes and turned back around trying to make a decision as she was no help

"i think maybe just a plain black one, right? oh how bout these?" i pulled out, turning around holding a skirt to my waist

"mm, yea that looks short, do that" she agreed, for different reason, i sighed, "whatever. fix my bed and get your shoes on" i pointed, as i changed into the skirt

she stayed silent, doing what i asked, fixing my bed to how it was before, i had already put on my shoes and waited for ellie to do so, once she did, she stood up and went to her bag, she shuffled around a bit before pulling a bottle of my favorite vodka with a smirk

my mouth was ajar, "what! can i- can i please have some?" i asked with a head tilt, i rarely had this vodka, it was super expensive.

"yeah dummy thats why i bought it" she said, sitting back down on the edge of my bed, i bit my lip to hide my smile, but it didnt work as i smiled too big, i walked over to her sitting right next to her, i was too excited to notice i had sat so close that our theighs were touching

"w- why do you have this? dont you usually get fireball whisky?" i said, looking down at the belvedere bottle, a laugh escaped her lips, "yeah, they didnt have any at the store so i thought i'd get your vodka- why are you so amazed by it?" she smiled looking down at me

"couldnt you just gotten some other whiskey? i mean you got MY vodka? this is-" i let out a sigh, "can we take shots already?" i asked looking up to her, she laughed, "yeah, here you can have the first shot" she passed it over to me, i shook my hands excited before taking the bottle, opening it with a pop noise, i unscrewed the cap and smiled more, "cant we do it at the same time? here" i handed her the bottle, it felt weird taking shots alone, i went to my shelf and took off two shot glasses, i bit my lip as i handed her them, taking the vodka back and poured us the glasses, setting the bottle on my bedside table

"okay ready?" i smiled, she laughed as she nodded, "3, 2, 1" i said, and at the same time we brought our lips to the cup and tilted our heads back, downing the clear liquid

i giggled, as we both set our glasses down, "oh my god! im so happy right now i could kiss you" i smiled, we both looked at eachother for a moment, too long of a moment, i felt something in my stomach, but i cleared my throught, and began pouring more liquid, blaming the feeling on the drink.

we ended up taking a bit more shots then intended, but here we were, arrived at the party

we walked in together, shoulder to shoulder, the guy who owns the house, ky, threw a lot of parties, he was a senior, ive been to so many parties here that i knew the layout of his big house

a song i didn't recognize played, but that didnt stop me from feeling in the mood to dance, me and ellie were definitely different drunks, i dont know what was going through her mind when she was drunk, but for me, right now at least, all i wanted to do was dance and enjoy the music

"ellie, ellie, ellie!" i shook her arm, she hummed a reasponse, we has made it to the kitchen and she began to pour us cheap vodka into red cups, normally she would drink beer but i guess she wanted to get drunk tonight like how i did

"can we, pleaseeee, please, please, dance?" i pressed my hands together as if i was praying, "shit, please beg more" ellie licked her lips, sipping her drink, "oh my god! just- lets go, and i bet dina and jesse are dancing we'll probably find them" i said, pulling ellie by her wrist into the 'dance floor'

as i dragged her, big poppa by biggie played, "yes! i love this song" i pulled her close to me as we joined the people dancing, "i really dont want to dance aime" ellie said with a stern face, "oh come on! you never dance, it'll be fun, just pretend like im the only one in the room, trust me, oh and literally everyone around us will not remember anything in the morning so it doesnt even matter" i explained to her, she seemed nervous, but nodded

people gave us weird looks, usually we would be on different sides of the room, we never were seen together alone, so us not only being alone together, but with smiled and dancing?

i moved my hips to the beat, my hands on ellies shoulders her hands on my waist, my front grinding against hers as i sang the song, she seemed to loosen a bit, her eyes connected to my body

i saw a smirk form on the corner of ellies mouth, and before i knew it, her hands were pressed against my ass, normally i would scoff and hit her arm away, but i had no thoughts at the current moment, so i only moved my hips more, i then turned around so my ass was to her front and her hands were now to my hips, i bent over a bit, arching my back, letting my ass bounce, ellies hands kept a firm grip as she also grinded to me, it was for fun and innonce at first, but it started to feel too good, and i never got that fun time so i only wanted more.

we took a break to drink more, then went back to dancing, after a few songs, a hand gripped my hair, pulling my head up a bit, ellie leant forward and whispered- well yelled over the music- to my ear, "wanna get that free weed now?" i smiled, not realizing the reason she decided to ask was because jason was making his way to us, "fuck yeah!" i exclaimed

now we sat in an empty bedroom with a locked door for anyone who decided to bardge in, "alright princess" ellie sighed, practically stumbling over to me, she pulled out a tin that was in her pocket, pulling out a joint and lighter, i sat on the edge of the bed hands in my lap

i watched her every move, she raised the joint slightly to my mouth, but i was focused on her slim fingers, "open" she said in a low voice, i felt my cheeks go red at her voice and how vulnerable i felt, but i obeyed, opening my mouth slightly, she slipped the joint, i closed my lips around it, she brought the lighter to the end, lighting it for me, the whole time we stared into each others eyes, a thick unknown tension between us lingered

i took a hit and began smoking all while holding eye contact. we passed it and took deep hits till our world felt calm and the music from below us seemed to disappear, infact everything around us seemed to disappear, it felt like it was only us on the whole planet.

ellie took the last hit, before placing the remainder of the joint in an nearby ashtray. she went back to her previous spot, right infront of me, standing and looking down, my neck hurt from looking up at her, but i couldnt take my eyes away, something about how her freckles danced in the dim lighting, or how her messy hair framed her face, how her redden eyes glared at me with an emotion i didnt recognize.

ellie brought her hand to my jaw, her thumb rubbing my cheek, "you were really causing a scene out there princess" her voice seemed to go down a few notches, and it made my mouth agape at the nickname she had been calling me for years for some reason made my face feel hot

"how you were.. grinding onto me in your short skirt.. your tight top.. shit, i can see everything through that, didnt even bother to put on a bra, like the little slut you are" she mumbled, eyes scanning my clothed breasts and theighs, i couldnt help but squeeze my theighs together more, "hm, think i didnt see that?" her free hand went to my theigh, rubbing circles to it, ellie must of noticed my eyes trailed to her hand cause she used the one that was on my face to pull my face back up, "whats the matter? cat got your tongue?" she asked with a head tilt, that made me gulp and shrunk into my seat, trying to push words out, but the no reply caused her to smirk

"i mean.. you know what they say.." she moved her thumb that was on my cheek to my lip, pulling it down slightly, "keep your friends close, and your enemies closer" my face felt on fire as i felt her thumb sink into my mouth, my eyebrows furred, looking up to her, as her thumb was in my mouth, "shit, i wonder what else that mouth can do" she whispered to herself, but i obviously heard, i felt like i could collapse, my hand that was on the bed moved to her hand that was on my theigh, i opened my legs a little bit wider, pushing her hand down

i watched as she pulled her thumb out, keeping her hand on my theigh, she slipped out of her shoes, and pulled mine off. next thing i know her hands were on my face and she had her tongue shoved deep into my throat, my head pressed into the pillow as she was ontop of me, the sudden contact made me moan.

she moved her hands on my waist and pulled me closer to her front, i moaned into it, my hand found its way to her hair, i pulled at it, i didnt expect anything, but i heard her let out a breathy moan into my mouth, i pulled away, my ears blessed, i felt a puddle in my underwear, "please ellie"

she looked at me with the same eyes she had the whole night, the same eyes shes been giving me ever since we met. and i finally recognized what the emotion was. lust. pure, lust.

"please ellie, i need you" i whinned, i grabbed her hand and shoved it up my skirt, her fingertips dancing against my clothed slit was enough to make me whine, "please" i breathed, ellies face was red, "fuck" she gulped, and leaned back in to kiss my lips, her hand resting on my inner theigh, she trailed her lips to my neck, i turned my head to give her more access, my back arched as she kissed the right spot and pressed her hand under my shirt to my unclothed boob, and slightly bit my skin "please, ellie, i cant wait any longer, i need you" i rolled my head back

"be patient princess" she said in a seductive voice, which only made me less patient, she pulled away, hands now at the hem of my shirt, i sat up lfiting my arms helping her pull it off of me, "shit" ellie breathed, her eyebrows were furred, hair messy, cheeks red, lips plump, she looked so beautiful, so fucking hot.

after she stared at me, she pulled in and began kissing my chest, leaving a trail of love bites, she got to the hem of my skirt, pulling it off my legs, she pressed soft kisses until she got to my clothed clit, "fuck.. ellie i need you, please, ill do anything, please" i whinned, my hand gripped to her hair, "i know baby, ill make you feel good" ellie spoke as she pulled off my underwear with eye contact

i felt really vulnerable, i was completely naked underneath her as she straddled me completely clothed, and normally i topped, but there is no way i would be able to top ellie so i let it happen

ellie moved lower and lower till her lips pressed softly to my clit, i was so sensitive that i couldnt help but squirm my hips up, ellie forcefully pushed my theighs down and held them there, "stay fucking still brat" she said harshly, i narrowed my eyes down to look at her cold gaze, a smirk formed her face before she dove back in

she decided to tease me, kissing my inner theigh, "ellie c'mon" i whispered, trying to not move my hips, she ignored me and continued to press soft kissed to my theighs, her hands wrapped around my legs holding me still

ellies eyes were closed as she kissed me, i took that as an opportunity to sneak my hand to my private, gliding my fingers to my slit, but before i could really do anything, ellies hand gripped my wrist and slammed my hand against the bed, her grip tightened as she stared coldly at me, "touch yourself or move one more time, and im leaving" she said, her voice stern, i let out a breath feeling intimidated under her gaze, giving her a shakey nod

her face softed as she saw my reaction, "i- is this too far?" she asked softly, i very quickly shook my head, "no, please dont stop" i murmered out, knowing a quick head shake was probably too little for her, she tucked hair behind my ear, "tell me what you want baby" she whispered nicely, completely opposite to her harsh voice calling me a brat a few minutes ago, "go down on me please ellie, o- or anything- just touch me" i whinned, her look turned back to her confident smirk, she licked her lips looking down at me before she sunk back down and pressed her tongue to my wet folds, gliding it up, she put her tongue back in her mouth letting herself taste me, "mmhm, shit you taste good" she rolled her eyes, leaning her head back a bit and i swear to god i could have came right there.

ellie brought her head back down letting her tongue glid against me some more, my breathy moans filling the room as she pushed her tongue deep into me, my hand gripped the bedsheets, i wrapped my legs around ellie trying to get her closer

"harder.." i whispered my hand finding its way to ellies hair, she complied, moving her tongue faster and deeper, "more ellie.. please" i moaned, ellie slipped one of her fingers into me, moving along with her tongue, "mmfph" i moaned, rolling my head back onto the pillow, mumbling nonsense, i couldn't help but rock my hips, grinding onto her face, moving against her tongue and finger, she began to move her faster, suddenly adding another finger, i gripped her hair harder, ellie moaned against me, vibrating my core, causing me to grind even harder and squeeze her hair harder, anytime i tugged ellies hair i would feel her moan against me, so i made sure to keep on tugging

as i felt myself get higher, i couldnt even get words out, only high pitched squeels, i felt myself tighten and right as i poured out, ellie pulled out, licking my dripping cunt clean, i was out of breath, still trying to get over the orgasm,

"all fours" she licked her lips, i did what she said, finding the strength to flip myself over, and sit on my knees and hands, back arched and ass in the air, on full display for the girl behind me.

"shit.. look at you, you'd do anything for me, wouldnt you?" she growled, "anything.." i moaned, ellies fingers slammed back into me, making my eyes roll back, arching somehow more

"cant believe you were gonna go and fuck jason.." ellie growled form behind me, fingers slamming deeper, "such a fucking slut.." she whispered, i then felt a sudden sharp pain on my ass, i moaned at the pain and at her fingers curling, "you like that?" i could hear her smirk, she smacked me again, i tried to hold my moan back to not satisfy her, but it was near impossible, "jason couldnt make you feel like this, could he?"ellie questioned, adjusting my legs for me to get her fingers deeper in me, pumping her fingers deeper and faster, at a very hard paste, i tried to answer but her fingers were a bit distracting

"i asked you a fucking question!" she smacked me again, "who the fuck do you belong to?" she yelled, "ellie! i belong to ellie" i moaned loudly, feeling my stomach come to a not, "such a good girl" ellie grunted, i felt myself freeze and could feel myself dripping down my leg, ellie contuined, overstimulating me, making my legs shake and tremble

she came to a stop, i could feel her warm fingers collect all my juices that had fallen, i let myself collapse onto my back, i made eye contact with her as she sucked onto her fingers with a smirk, "you really do taste good princess"

#ellie williams #ellie williams smut #ellie williams tlou #ellie williams tlou2 #ellie williams x female reader #ellie williams x oc #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x reader smut #ellie williams x you #the last of us #the last of us fanfic

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bridgyrose · 26 days

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“I thought you were going home for the break.”

Blake looked up from her book to see Ruby standing over her. “I… decided to stay here for winter break. I’m still a bit nervous about trying to go see them.”

Ruby sat down with her. “Yeah, but, dont you think you’ll have to talk to them at some point?”

“I do but… only once I’m ready.” Blake closed her book and sighed. “And right now, I'm not ready.”

“Anything I can do to help?”

Blake shook her head and got up, stashing her book back into her bag. “I’ll figure it out on my own. Though I thought you’d be with Yang and your dad.”

“Dad and I arent exactly in… talking terms right now,” Ruby said a bit nervously. “He’s still not exactly thrilled about me being at Beacon, especially with what we did at the docks.”

“I figured he’d be proud of you guys.”

“He was, but, well, you know how parents are, right?”

Blake sighed and looked away for a moment as she thought about it. “I… I should get back to the dorm.”

“I’ll come with-”

“I want to be alone.”

“But you’re my teammate, I shouldnt leave you alone.”

Blake paused for a moment as she looked at Ruby, struggling to find any excuse to be alone. It wasnt like she could just tell Ruby not to come back to the dorm, nor could she just stay with team JNPR when the rooms are already pretty cramped, but it wasnt like she had anywhere else she could go or stay for the couple weeks that break was. Finally she let out a sigh and motioned for Ruby to follow. “We can have a quiet day then, right?”

“Of course! No adventures, just us, homework, and a good book.”

“You know I do more than just read, right?”

“Well, yeah, but its a cold day and its not like we’re going to be going outside or going to have classes. And while Weiss and Yang are away, we dont have enough people for a board game without asking Jaune and his team, but then that’ll give us too many.”

“You’ve put a lot of thought into this, didnt you?”

“I dont think anyone should have to spend break alone.”

Blake smiled a bit at hearing that, watching as Ruby got up to follow her. “Then, maybe we can do something else. Besides read or play games.”

Ruby looked at her. “And what do you have in mind?”

“We could talk about the people we like.”

“Talk… about the people we like?” Ruby asked with a blush.

“You know, talk about boys or girls we have a crush on. Maybe even do some of that girly stuff that Weiss likes like doing our nails.”

“I didnt think you’d be into that kind of stuff.”

“I’m not normally,” Blake admitted as she opened a door for Ruby. “But the way Weiss talks about doing her nails like its some sort of intricate ritual, I think it’ll be fun to try. Besides, I’ve realized that we really dont know much about each other beyond liking to read.”

“We know plenty about each other.”

“Like what?”

“W-well, you uh… you… like to be alone.”

Blake giggled a bit as she watched Ruby fumble around a bit while trying to find anything else she knew, blushing a little. While it wasnt exactly uncommon to see Ruby like this, it was different to see her be so uncertain of herself and a bit more shy while she tried to think. Just another thing that made her fall for her leader the same way she had started to fall for Yang. “You arent completely wrong.”

Ruby sighed. “Alright, maybe you arent entirely wrong that we dont know each other that well.”

“We have been spending a lot of time with your partners. Weiss drags you around where she wants to go, and Yang and I have been trying to get a bit closer so we can figure out how to work together like you and Weiss.”

“I wouldnt take Weiss and I as a… good example to follow. We still argue a lot and the only reason we seem to be working well together is because Weiss has decided to try to follow my lead and take a step back from trying to be the leader.”

“And yet, you both seem to be able to work with each other almost as if you’ve known each other for years.” Blake sighed and opened the dorm door for Ruby, letting her in first. “I envy that. Yang and I still have to call everything out and even then, its hit or miss if what we do works.”

Ruby sat down on Weiss’s bed and took her shoes off. “And you dont see the training she puts me through. Sometimes I wish she’d lay off trying to get everything perfect. Though, I have to admit, having a silent signal for what we want to do has made things a bit easier.”

Blake closed the door and went to her own bed, taking her book out of her bag to set down on her pillow. “Still, it all seems to be working for you.”

“You and Yang arent exactly slouching either when it comes to working together. I’m a bit jealous with how often the two of you go off together.”

“Jealous, huh?”

“W-well, not exactly too jealous, just… well… you know, the two of you are always going out to eat together and she knows you a lot better than Weiss and I do, so… you know…”

Blake smiled a bit as she watched Ruby try to hide her own blush as she fumbled with her words. It was refreshing to see her just as nervous as she was, even if it may have been for different reasons. “Yang told you I wasnt going home, didnt she?”

“...yeah, she did.”

“Well, I guess now’s a better time than any to get to know each other better.” Blake smiled a bit and pulled out a bottle of Weiss’s nail polish and sat down on the floor. “We can start simple by playing twenty questions. You start.”

Ruby nodded and sat down in front of Blake. “Alright, what’s your favorite color?”

Blake uncapped the bottle and made sure to get the excess nail polish off the brush before carefully painting Ruby’s nails blue. “Violet. And yours?”

“Blue.”

“I figured it’d be red.”

“I like red, especially strawberry red, but its not exactly my favorite color.”

“With how much red you wear, everyone thinks differently.”

“The cloak my mom made for me when I was younger was red, and I never could find a blue that matched it,” Ruby answered, keeping her fingers still. “And once I started sewing my own clothes, it was easier to get ahold of black and red fabric than it was any other colors.”

Blake paused for a moment. “You sew your own clothes?”

“I thought it was my turn to ask a question.”

“R-right, it is.”

Ruby took a moment to think. “So, what made you want to be a huntress after you left the White Fang?”

“I… wanted to do something to fix the damage I’ve caused.” Blake dipped the brush in the nail polish again before starting another finger. “Before I realized how far Adam was willing to go, I… I thought following the White Fang was the right thing to do, that those that left were just cowards willing to give up on changing everything. But after a few years, I started to realize that we did a lot more damage than good. It didnt take long for me to start looking for excuses to avoid missions or to start looking for other ways to get the job done while hurting as few people as possible. After I left, I told myself I was going to fix things the right way.”

“Sounds like you’re on the right path now.”

Blake nodded and slowly started to move onto a third finger, making sure to be careful not to stain Ruby’s fingers. “I hope I am. Though, there are some days that I think what I’m doing isnt enough.”

Ruby moved her hand away for a moment to let the nail polish dry. “Your turn.”

“So, who taught you how to sew?”

“I learned on my own.”

Blake smiled a bit and moved Ruby’s hand back towards her to finish off the rest of her fingers. “Seems a bit tough to learn on your own.”

“It was.” Ruby held herself still again, letting out a soft sigh as she kept a smile on her face. “Yang taught me how to cook and build weapons, but when it came down to sewing, that wasnt something she was good at. And dad… well, he threw himself into work often, coming home late and usually a bit too tired to do much else beyond making dinner. So I’d look up how-to videos and learned to sew. It didnt take long for me to start sewing my own clothes and making my own style.”

Blake paused for a moment as she listened, Ruby’s story sounding a bit different from how Yang would describe life when she was younger. Not that Yang really said much, but she always made it sound like she was the one who taught Ruby everything and that their dad was there more often than not. Still, she couldnt look away from the smile that Ruby kept, even if the smile wasnt as genuine as it could be. “Still sounds like a great skill you have.”

“I wouldnt have made my own combat gear if I hadnt learned. Any hobbies you have besides reading?”

“I… never really got myself into much.” Blake finished Ruby’s left hand and started to paint the nails on her right. “My mom taught me how to cook and my dad made sure I could live on my own if I ever needed to. But after I ran away, I… didnt exactly have a lot of time to pick up anything else. Most of everything else I learned to do was on the fly by other members of the White Fang. Lockpicking, basic hacking, pickpocketing… mostly things that were needed to get the job done.”

Ruby smiled a bit. “Maybe you can teach me a few things.”

Blake went quiet for a moment as she finished painting Ruby’s right hand, giving a small smile as she pulled away. “So, what do you think?”

“I… think I dont quite understand why Weiss likes this,” Ruby answered.

“Once your nails are dry, we can remove the polish if you dont like it.”

“Let’s keep it on. Besides, we still need to do yours, right?”

Blake nodded and passed the bottle to Ruby, holding out her left hand for her to paint. A blush crossed her cheeks again as she felt Ruby gently hold it still as she painted her nails. “So… anyone you like?”

“Well, I like you and Weiss. Then there’s Penny and Jaune, Nora and Ren are pretty fun to hang around as well-”

“I meant as a crush.”

“Oh.” Ruby paused for a moment. “I… havent actually thought that far yet. Part of me thinks I might be a bit broken because I havent had a lot of interest in people like that.”

“I doubt you’re broken.”

“I tried dating a guy at Signal and I… couldnt do it.”

“Maybe you need to find the right person.” Blake blew on her nails as Ruby pulled away to dip the brush in the nail polish again. “Or get to know the right person.”

Ruby shrugged and pulled Blake’s hand back to finish her nails. “I think I’ve met someone that I might be able to make things work with.”

“Is that so?”

“Isnt it my turn to ask a question?”

Blake nodded. “I guess I am getting ahead of myself.”

“What about you? Anyone that you like?”

“I-” Blake paused for a moment as she tried to figure out how to answer the question, her blush started to grow a bit. “There… might be someone on our team that I like. And I hope I can get to know her a bit more.”

Ruby smiled a bit and finished painting Blake’s nails. “Maybe you’ll have a chance to.”

Blake nodded and pulled her hand away, smiling as she looked at her now black nails. Then, she looked up at Ruby, relaxing a bit as she let out her breath. “Would… you go on a date with me? Nothing fancy, just… a trip around town and maybe you can teach me a thing or two about sewing.”

Ruby paused for a moment, hand shaking as she put the nail polish away. “I… I think I’d be up to that. We can go tomorrow if you dont have anything else to do.”

“I’d like that.”

#rwby #drabbles #blake belladonna #ruby rose #rwby ruby rose #ladybug #rwby ladybug #ruby x ladybug

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eganeyes · 1 month

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demarco/macon hcs bouncing around in my head like a pinball incredibly self indulgent and will probably not go anywhere bc i am Not a cohesive writer but this has been in my head and in my notes app for so long it has to come out

benny is literally the chillest person in the us air force hes not repressed to like buck he's just genuinely never really Fazed and even if he was hed be like "well alright" and continue on, like go with the flow is his life motto he's achieved the ultimate zen

so meeting macon and realizing he has Feelings doesnt put a single blip on this mans stability

this: demarco has an intelligence kink. enter macon. (@blood-mocha-latte posted a snippet of her demacon fic abt this exact thing and i have yet to recover)

some more on this bc i cant stop even if i wanted to:

he definitely had a passing crush on buck and kenny bc wowsies they’re so smart

completely platonic ofc ride or die w buck his bestie ground crew is untouchable etc etc

every pilot has got to be like Above Intelligence though and he’s Suffering from it

had a brief hard on for bucky when the man doled out a highly complex pyramid scheme for their imaginary postwar pilot gig whilst drunk and never recovered from the shame bc the next minute the man falls into a ditch with curt

100% enamored with macon ever since the man started elaborating from simple 3rd grade physics to college level dissertation titles.

that gif of benny humming and hawing at the mud stump while macon explains physics to him has me by the throat

bc benny is genuinely Very Put Together he pursues macon with a singular intensity that frightens macon just a smidge

im talking quality time to the maxxxx, randomly complimenting macons hands, buying him lunch, popping by his base to make friends with all of macons friends, breakfasts and morning runs, polishing forts together, etc etc

please do not ask about the logistics of him popping in and out of macons base i don’t even know how far to each other's current air base is lets consider it 3 cms apart (im like 80% certain they arent even in the same country lmao but whatever its just rot in my brain let me be)

apparently bennys dad is a designer so lets say benny gifts macon with custom flight jacket patches, sweaters, beanie hats, scarves, saying shit like take these with you to your flights and remember me or something insane like that

going with him to doctor appointments for his neck, pressing arms to arms for comfort

meeting meatball is An Ordeal

he either brings meatball with him to the tuskegee base/his flight school the very first time he gets there to rack up more points with macon and co

or he takes macon on a date (will he actually say its a date? who knows) and introduces meatball to him while walking the dog together which is alwayssss such a cute first date/getting to know each other idea oml

macon, completely and utterly flustered bc why is this white boy steadfastly giving him gifts and taking him to lunches and writing him letters and saying shit like hey you going on a test flight with that new plane tomorrow right heres our pic i got printed yesterday put it up with you so you wont miss me yeah

its his superstitious lucky charm now ofc

macon wearing the scarf hes gifted and the boys jeering and whistling every time he shows up wearing it oh

alex drawing a sketch of him and benny laughing together in the officers bar and leaving it in his footlocker

macon then slowly gifting practical little trinkets he cooked up himself for benny,,,benny keeping everything even when some of them get broken bc they're self made trinkets bc they're from his guy guys,,,they're from his guy,,,,

one day macon greets benny by running a hand down from his bare elbow to the tips of his fingers (im talking pride and prejudice, bridgerton levels of insane hand grazing) and benny went completely offline and somebody probably gale had to pinch his side to kickstart him back to life and whatever came out of his mouth next was comprehensible only to meatball

benny leaving meatball with macon and them bonding,,,,,,meatball resting his head on macons lap/feet while macon does Important Paperwork/Calculations,,,,,,,,

also its soooo funny how those two are the shortest of the boys is this actually important to the plot (there is no plot btw) or even in general? no. is it something i noted and kept close to heart? yes.

is this a modern au? a post war au? a no pow au? i literally cannot tell you because i do not know

again just incredible self indulgence sorry

#mota #motafic #but no its #mota hcs #mota headcanons #demacon #benny demarco #richard macon #weirdly enough i never refer to macon as richard will he be richie rick dick rich but rlly none of them hits me as good as macon?? idk #mace???#BUT this is just what i have and couldn't keep to myself so thank #eganeyes

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cupidsblonde · 1 month

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jj always knew he had a thing for milfs even if they where only a few years older than him.

inspiration: @princessbrunette

the moment jj had laid eyes on you he knew he had to have you. so he had brought it up to his friends one night at the chateau.

“you guys know who this is?” jj asks as he shows an instagram to the group off his phone “uhh jj” pope starts “what” “you know shes like 20 right?” jj’s jaw dropped, but then he perks up again “so whatttt its like a 2-3 year age gap who cares”everyone started laughing.

“bro” jj says slumping in his chair and says after he thought about it again. “jj ur 17 just wait a few months and you’ll be legal” John B says shrugging. Kiera smacks his arm “ow what the hell kie” “you shouldn’t be encouraging this” Pope sighs and lays down on the coach “can we figure out jj’s milf problems in the morning or something?” everyone looks at jj and he’s knocked the fuck out

In the morning, jj wakes up last. he wakes up to pope talking about who he’s dropping groceries off to this morning. jj’s ears perk up when he hears your name. “your dropping off groceries too her and didnt tell me?” “im so coming” popes face drops

“no your so not” John B, Kiera, and Sarah all look at each other and Sarah says “theres no stopping him now Pope, hes going” Sarah says and the three of them laugh

jj slaps popes shoulder and turns him around with his arm slung around his shoulder “thanks buddy” jj does a hop and a skip out the chateau and pope following him out the door

when they get to heywards jj spots something he would be able to spot anywhere, you and your 4 year old that looks just like you. jj keeps walking “jj.. jj what are you doing?!” pope whisper yells at jj but cant stop him as he’s already speaking to you.

“hello ma’am” jj says as he makes his way toward you as he picks up your bags for you. Heyward makes a face but leaves it as you swipe your card and take it back quickly and u pick up your child and catch up with thing VERY hot man who you knew to be as jj maybank.

“hey! jj right?” you ask jj stops in his tracks “you know who i am?” he asks “of course i know you silly! we went to the same school for like our whole lives until, well you know” gesturing down at the 4 year old on your hip. “oh yeah sucks you had to drop out, i wish though” he says

“wasnt really my plan but i wouldnt trade her for the world” you say, when you look up you see your small house just off the beach on the cut. “well this is my stop, thanks for bringing my groceries back i really appreciate it.” jj smiles, “you do know they offer to being the bags to you right?” “yeah i know, i got tripped off my someone that youd be there though” you say smiling.

you walk up onto your porch and notice how jj stops. “well? are you coming?” you ask turning around to smile at him and wave him on into your small house.

“guys!” jj yells coming into the chateau slamming the door open and shut excitedly. “i got a date!” pope laughs “you? with her? your joking right?” “yeah jj, does she know your going to turn 18 in two months and you arent 18?” kiera asks

“ill just have to wait then” jj says “you’ve got to tell her.” “ i will i will, the date is tomorrow night ill tell her then.”

your house wasn’t far from the chateau so, jj walked. on his way he made a stop fir some flowers. when he got there he took a deep breath outside of her door and knocked. on the inside he heard little feet tapping towards the door quickly he saw the knob turning but never all the way but at some point it does all the way and he spots a little girl, your little girl. she looks just like you.

when your girl opens the door jj takes one of the bigger flowers out of the bunch and gives her one. she takes it with her clammy hands and says “thank you!!” in her cute high pitched voice and runs off the show her mom.

you walk over to where they are and invite him inside and he gives you the flowers “they are beautiful thank you” you say walking to the kitchen to get a vase to put them in. “hey just so we dont go anywhere you dont want to, im not 18 just yet” he pauses to take a breath and u look at him nodding.

“im turning 18 in like 2 months and i just wanted you to know.” “thats okay, i just turned 20. its not legal just yet and we can wait.” “really?” jj asks “yeah of course” “well if we can, can we continue this date?”

at the end of the night, you guys just kissed goodnight as, he wasn’t legal yet. but when he did turn 18, you guys made it offical and did more than just kiss goodnight.

#jj maybank fluff #outer banks #x reader #fanfic #jj obx #pope hayward #pope obx #jj maybank #kiara carrera #john b routledge #first writing #first fic #fanfiction

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ddejavvu · 1 year

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mvm! maybe poly!maraudeers with a wispy, cute, fae-like reader! mischievous but well meaning, sly and sweet; reader definitely tries to trick one/all into giving their names all the time, so she can keep hardcore courting them and they can belong to each other. its a fae thing, and faes like coveting pretty things :] mainly thinkin abt slyly courting them in ways they absolutely do not notice at first, till like, remus decides to read up and study on fae behaviour, and he has an ‘oh’ moment

cute little tidbits that i love :) - shes notrious for managing to steal away pretty little trinkets, and its well known how much faes love and protect their treasures, so as a courting tactic, she gives (im thinking more along the lines of james) some really pretty blueish seaglass because it matches his eyes! sirius definitely flirts cheesily, saying he can be her treasure/pretty thing, she could steal HIM away, and readers just like.. “thats the plan :]”. another little thought.. she definitely manages to actually, genuinely, physically fluster even sirius sometimes, like, she'll make an offhand comment about like, how cute his babies will be if they get his nose! or his pretty cheekbones! and sirius sits there like :]

okay so we all had a tinkerbell phase as kids right? the animated movies of pixie hollow? well, thats how i imagine reader dresses too, however out of place it may seem - like how adults go disney bounding as their fav character, she`ll do that in public but she still has a very fae-ish outfit and look about her. and i cant begin to tell you how obsessed remus is with this. like, hes got his scars that are usually one of the first things people glue their eyes to, but with you next to him? they focus on the suspiciously authentic bag made of large green leafs, or the numerous flowers braided into your hair constantly, or the way you smell so divine, like lavender and honey, or vanilla and forest wood, or the way your eyes are so captivating that they cant help but feel a pull towards you (fae characteristics <3). on another note, you CANNOT TELL ME that big, sweetheart, ‘sometimes head empty brrrr’ james potter does not stare off into space sometimes, lip between his teeth, eyes glazed over and a bit widened, lazer focused on how your thighs look spilling out of your leaf dress (maybe a dress like tinkerbells - short and earthy and sweet, as a little visual aid :) ) the man just wants to bite, like actually bite the fat and grip your hips with his big hands and let his brain go dead. this phenomenon is made especially apparent when you discover lingerie and how pretty so much of it is!! the sweet lace and the cute cups and theres so. many. designs. you must get opinions all round on every single piece. probably wind up with them all suddenly being marvellously busy though, theyll walk through the door, spot the store bags from victorias secret on the couch, and beeline right back out. they physically just.. cannot. they cant put themselves through that and come out unaffected on the other side.

maybe she gets a bit worried/downtrodden one day and ofc they notice. the issue? “why arent you guys accepting my courting?? am i doing it wrong? its my first time so idk if im doing it right :((“ james definitely was clueless up until this point, no matter how many times both sirius and remus have hinted that shes been doing this, but for some reason, hes the only one who knows how to properly navigate this situation. he, quick as a whip, snags a pair of his old, broken, beaten up glasses and presses em into her hand - an offering, a courting recipricant, a trinket!!! - with the biggest smile on his face. the glasses have so much tape around the middle, one of the legs are hanging off, and the lenses are almost smashed entirely, but one mans trash is another mans treasure :DD readers just like “oh :)) thanks :))”, probably a little breathy and shy but with a beaming smile to match because give the girl a break, its her first time recieving a courting trinket of all things!! its like, the human equivilent of snogging someone before holding their hand!!

i only know little things about fae from stuff ive read in the past, but this is just an interpretation based on common things i can remember about them, if any of it is inaccurate im sorry!

(any time i send any of these little paragraphs in, i dont expect anything in return btw! its mainly just like, emptying the trashcan of thoughts in my head into a space where someone else might enjoy em! like, yk, here u go! read this like its ur a 1950s husband reading the newspaper in the morning! lmao makes no sense but then at least the little imaginations and ideas dont get lost into the world of my brain and someone else can have at em :) )

baby!!! i am not educated enough on fae aus to write one (at least, not yet) so i will be more reacting to this than i am adding to it but let me just tell you that i loved reading it!! i mean it when i say that every time you send something into my inbox i thoroughly enjoy it, i swear you write me your own little fanfictions and they're the highlights of my day no matter who they're about <33333

SGSNDF THEY'D BE SO SMUG IF THEY FOUND OUT THEY WERE 'PRETTY THINGS' TO YOU... they keep all of your little gifts tucked into their pockets except they might need a new home because you're just always giving them more and they can't fit them all in their pockets!!

YES REMUS AND HIS LITTLE FAIRY GF :'))) UGHHH he definitely spoils her with pretty jewelry and things to wear and bags to carry and he'll learn to make flower crowns just for her :'))

SGSDNFNSF YES fashion show!! you twirl around and show off the skimpy little sets you'd bought and everyone needs a very long, intensive cold shower after the fact </33

AWWW JAMES'S GLASSES :')) he blames it on the fact that he's overly sentimental that he even still has them, but he's so glad he never tossed them as he watches your eyes shine and your breath hitch when he presents you with them :') sirius probably gives you a guitar pick of his and remus lets you have a pretty bookmark of his with a little golden tassel on it :')

i want you to know that i fully plan on answering every single ask you send/have sent me, they are always so fantastic and i know i still have a few but i just reread two of them the other day and got all giddy and excited to expand on it so trust me i know there's no pressure but i want to do them anyways!!! seriously you make my day with these they're probably my favorite type of asks to get is like full stories :')) thank you for being so sweet all the time and thank you for sharing your ideas with me!!!!

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lexix001 · 2 years

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BEING VANCES GIRL BSF BUT BEING INLOVE WITH EACH OTHER?🤭🤭

LMAO

Both of you guys were completely a fool for eachother.

Vance being a tsundere

"M-ME AND HER BEING A GOOD COUPLE??! AS IF"

"Yup tottaly not"

Many of form denying that you guys wouldnt date eachother honestly breaking you're both heart.

Vance being over protective while you being jealous on every person he with.

Adoring his face while he was focusing in the pinball machine trying not to distract by your face.

if he got a problem he would go to find you first.

You comforting him.

One night you both had a sleepover, his dog sleeping on the side of the couch so you guys have to watch the movie very close with eachother.

Sometime you had to sit between his legs your back pressing on body when his family wanted to join.

Vance mom couldnt help but be curious

"Are you guys sure you arent dating??"

Vance always love when you hug him putting your arm around his neck but to shy to ask for it

you only hug him when he have a problem.

You have a book full of you and him photos to make it as memory. Vance also know it

Keep your hair tie and wear it on his arm.

"Isn't that mine??"

"No"

When prom weeks coming he smoothly get into the topic

"ITS NOT LIKE I WANT YOU TO BE MY DATE ANYWAYS I JUST-"

"Vance.. Can I be your date?"

He was speechless.

that's probably why all the boys student doesn't like Vance.

On prom he show up with a hoodie and a extra jacket. While you look like a literal goddess stepping in the room.

"Oh"

"I don't like prom, Lets get out from this place"

When you realized that you inlove with him you feel scared.

While vance trying to denying it.

That's the only problem that he haven't told anyone. Not even you.

Then he have a guts to point it out. "Y/n something have really bothering me lately"

You heart drops. you listen to him carefully.

"Oh you seem to really like her huh"

"Its you y/n. the girl is you"

#brady hepner #vance hopper #bruce yamada x reader #bruce yamada #the black phone x reader #tristan pravong #robin arellano #incorrect quotes #vance hopper x reader #the black phone #vance hopper imagine #headcanon the black phone #request #open #finney x reader #griffin stagg #billy showalter

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daughterofthereaper02 · 2 years

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Jake Seresin is the most detail oriented person and I refuse to accept any criticism

He will literally noticed if you arent breathing normally, among with a million other things.

Tired and not talking much? He’s asking whats wrong

And the list goes on

A/n: I need comfort for a bad headache and I know others need to feel better. So please, enjoy comfort from Jake

Title: Details

Pairings: Jake Seresin x Wife! Aviator! Reader

Most think you husband isn't a caring man, that the most he cares about is himself and how he looks. After all, he is 'A real life Ken doll' as most called him, if Hangman didn't fit more, he would have been called Ken as his call sign.

What most didn't know was how truly caring he was, when you started dating him back at the Academy, you really learned. He took the time to get to know the person and once he picked up on a detail, he didn't forget it.

So when his wife came home after a bad day of training with the group, he knew. He saw the way you rubbed your chest to stop the tight feeling, the way you were trying to even out your breathing, how your shoulders were slightly slumped, the weaker movements when removing your uniform, and finally the way you looked down from the light more then necessary.

"Hey sweetheart. I was thinking of takeout tonight, I really want some of that stuff from that little place you like," he told you, coming around the corner. Another, you never ask for something yourself on nights it's you're turn to cook. You would get upset if he offered to, so he put a different solution out to make you feel better.

Your face lit up a little, "I'd like that. You sure you don't want me to cook though?" You asked. While he loved your cooking, he nodded "I'm sure. I'm feeling way too lazy for us to do dishes tonight," he chuckled. You grinned, "Alright, if you want I will shower and then order if you would like?" You offered to him. "Or... I order, you shower, and then we can argue over what to watch like we do every takeout night? I already got to shower sugar, it's only fair you do too," he told you, coming over and kissing your forehead.

You let out a happy sigh and nodded, thankful for your husband who was so willing to help you at night. 'In sickness and in health' you both often reminded each other.

You went to shower, only grabbing a fluffy towel. You took longer then normal, allowing the hot water to help relax you slowly.

Once you stepped out, you saw one of Jake's big hoodies from the academy, a cami, underwear, your favorite sleep pants, and fluffy socks there. You shook your head, "He is spoiling me tonight," you giggled to yourself. If you were being honest, you couldn't wait to be cuddled up in your husband's arms, head on his bare chest.

You took some medicine for your headache after getting dressed and went back downstairs.

You saw him getting the couch set up, you went behind him and wrapped your arms around his waist. "You're spoiling me tonight Mr. Seresin," you murmured, placing your head on his shoulder. "Only the best for you Mrs. Seresin," he grinned, turning carefully in your arms to kiss you sweetly.

You winced at the loud noise of the doorbell, Jake pulled away and answered because he knew you weren't up for it.

"Have a good night!" He called to the guy, he turned with a chuckle, "Let our lazy night begin, m'lady!" He told you, a big grin on his face.

You both ate and watched your favorite show. When you finished, you found yourself curled into his side as he rubbed your back. "Feeling a little better, darlin?" He asked you, kissing your temple. "Mhmm. Thanks to you.." you mumbled tiredly.

Suddenly, he was scooping you up, "Bed time, darlin" he grinned. "You get ready and get the bed ready, I'll finish up down here. Then you get all the snuggles!" He smiled, peppering kisses all over your face to make you giggle. He started to carry you up the stairs, "Jake! I can do it myself!" You whined playfully, "I know but I want to," he cooed.

Soon you were happily curling up in bed with him. He held you close, placing his hand on your back to ground you. You were falling asleep quickly, the stress having left your body and it made you exhausted. "I love you, Jake," you said sleepily, leaning up to kiss his jaw. "I love you too, y/n," he smiled. "Get some sleep," he whispered, watching you fall into a deep sleep.

He always noticed details to those he cared about.

#top gun #top gun: maverick #jake 'hangman' seresin x reader #jake 'hangman' seresin #jake seresin #jake hangman seresin x reader #jake seresin imagine #jake seresin x f!reader #jake hangman seresin imagine #jake hangman seresin #jake hangman imagine #hangman #hangman x reader #hangman x you #hangman top gun

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posebean · 10 months

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more rinkittys from the brilliant minds of bean and sana at ungodly hours

mostly kitty lore

more on rinkitty au

if formatted weirdly its because we literally played rinky tennis and popcorned everything in discord @sanaimissyou ily

NIKU KITTEN LORE

niku was at the cat cafe/adoption place because she was found with parents nowhere to be found hungry and small very very small (kinda like someone we know-) and so she knows what being alone is like and one day when she sees two people sit in and everyone else swarms one of the guys while the other is just. all alone and she doesn't like leaving people alone and for some reason she feels the need to go up to him so she breaks from the crowd and goes over on her little kitten paws and mewls , rubs her head against his knee "hi i'll be your friend" and when rinne sees her he cries

When Niki makes him leave her he tells her “I’ll come back for you” and she believes him and he visits her every now and then so she doesn’t forget him but she doesn’t really register what’s happening every time since she’s so small

Cat melodrama

It’s like 3 AM and there’s meowing in the living room and they think it’s just Niku with the zoomies but no she’s talking to a whole other cat

whole other cat is an alley cat that just passed by one day and saw her and Instantly fell in love and keeps trying to talk with her but Niku is having None of it

He keeps coming by and she eventually just warms up to him because he is. Kind of cute and very charming

the rizz is working

She saves some of her food for him sometimes ‘cause she learned to share food from her dad (Niki)

niki: niku why arent you finishing your food

niku: pacing around in front of the window, looking for other cat

Other cat comes by sometimes during the day when Rinne and Niki are out and other cat (she just calls him Nya-kun now ‘cause he doesn’t really have a name) offers to take her on a little city adventure since she doesn’t go out besides a small neighborhood area when Rinne and niki take her on walks

he takes her to his favorite spots and shows her so many things she has never seen and each place they stop at she falls a little more in love (nya-kun is already so in love he cant fall even more hes at full love)

He drops her off at home and she’s just so happy and purring and everything and good kitty things and Rinne and Niki have no idea why she’s like this but they can’t really complain

he comes by again and takes her out and it goes well at first but then they get into a fight with some other alley cats that does not go well; niku is okay and a little shaken but nya-kun is hurt and bleeding

She brings him back to the apartment and kinda tears some things and drawers apart looking for the first aid kit that she’s seen Rinne and Niki use and she’s trying her best to patch him up but Nya-kun’s sitting there thinking and kinda regretting everything ‘cause she got put in danger

nya~kun: i love her. I Love her. But I'm just an alley cat. she has a loving home, she doesn't belong out there. not on the streets. not with me. she's beautiful and everything ive ever dreamed of but i have to let her go.

niku panicking while trying to patch him up : nya-kun please stay my dads will help i dont know what to do but theyll know ! where are you going? theyll help you, i know they will!

Nya-kun says this isn’t gonna work out for them because she’s just not a street cat, it’s not safe for her out there and she should stay here, where she has a loving home and people who love her, and he thanks her for spending time with him and putting up with him and he leaves And Rinne and Niki come home like “Niku what the fuck happened you’ve never done this” ‘cause everything’s still a mess and she’s just sitting there

for the next few days she's so, so, sad at first she thinks he'll come by but he doesn't and doesn't the next day and doesn't the day after that or after that or after that but she still waits by the window with her food unfinished waiting for him and rinne and niki notice and are so worried because their baby is hurting and they have no idea why

In all her alone time she realizes that she had no say in his decision to leave her alone, and that it isn’t fair ‘cause he made the decision for her when she didn’t want it in the first place so she makes her own choice to go look for him A là “It’s my life I get to choose” Niki-style

so one day when she gets the confidence and niki and rinne are out at work she nudges the window open and jumps out and runs to every place she can remember him taking her , his fav spot by the pachinko, his fav place to take shelter in, etc, until she finds herself back in the same alley and face to face with the alley cats that had attacked them before. the alley cats recognize her and seeing that her companion isnt with her move to attack her for revenge because though he got hurt, he left a. number on them

Nya-kun jumps in at the last second and fights them off and he’s like “What are you doing here? You shouldn’t be here you don’t belong here!” (This is all in meows by the way) And Niku’s like “Even if I don’t belong here, you belong with me!” She can’t stand the thought of him fighting for his life while she’s just living comfy so she finally begs him to come home with her ‘cause

“Dad and dad will love you!!”

“How do you know that!?”

“Because I love you!!”

he's so absolutely speechless and starts sobbing (in meowspeak) and is like i love you but im just a street cat, and niku is like if you love me you will come home with me please and nya-kun FINALLY finally breaks down and moves forward slightly closes his eyes touches his nose to her's and gives out a breathless "okay"(meow) and she takes him home and they slip in through the window and sit in the living room cuddled up together waiting for her dads to come home

Anyways yeah that’s how they got the second cat (Rinne and Niki have no idea any of this happened btw [time period unspecified]) and Nya-kun is now called Rinnya-kun but Niku still calls him Nya-kun

and theyre still in love

another thing about niku being so tiny when she was at the cafe is that she doesn’t remember the one other friend she had at the cat cafe that was a tiny orange cat who ran away

that tiny cat was her only friend but he hated being in the cafe and ran away and she barely remembers anything but only knows she felt comfortable in that short time and for some reason the tall red haired guy reminded her of that cat

when the entire B plot ends up being more emotionally charged than the main plot

This entire thing is literally just Rinnya meeting his in-laws

and falling in love with he kitty wife

All cat dialogue is just meows with subtitles

“How do you know that!?” “Because I love you!!”

"Meow meow meow meow meoww?!" "Miaou miao mewl MIAOUW"

Imagine being someone walking by on the street like “what the hell is goin on over there”

Also Rinne and Niki have no idea ANY of this happened

MISC

Rinnya has a scar from that first fight since he left and didn’t let it heal properly and whenever Niki’s petting him he’s like “man where’d you get this scar from buddy”

niku takes time to lick it gently everytime they r cuddling. to show that she is thankful 4 him everyday and loves him so much

Licks are the kitty equivalent of kisses (which Rinne is. Still constantly shaming him for) but nose touches are way more personal for them

man literally went thru hell for her he deserves to be a slut (saved her life)

Rinnya: What the hell is a marriage is why is there no kissing before it, what is a “wife” Niku: I dunno, but dad calls dad his wife so I guess that means someone you just really really love a lot

Rinnya: I suppose you’re my wife then

niku: i guess i am~

niki: rinne-kun why are you slutshaming the cat again

rinne: u dont understand niki they are breaking the sanctity of marriage

niki: rinne-kun. they're cats. they dont understand the concept of marriage

rinne:

niki:. rinne-kun. they literally have CHILDREN

rinne:

niki: (sighs) will it make you happier if we throw them a mini ceremony? ill call kazehaya-kun

rinne: NO they are not marrying before us

Niki:

niki: but then they'll be still doing that thing you dont like

rinne:

rinne: niki never said no to us eventually marrying :)

niki:

niki: why do i love a man so stupid

Niki: Hey did you give Niku too many treats again, he looks like he’s getting rounder Rinnya: ……does dad not know you’re a girl

Rinne: ……OH uhhhhh Niki I forgot to tell you something—

rinnya: oh god i knew he was stupid (rinne) i didnt think it could get worse

they meet 14/17 (cat years)

11 months and 1 year and 3 months respectively

all the big stuff happens (when rinnya finally comes to live with her) 18/21 (cat years)

1 year and 4 months and 1 year and 8 months respectively

5 human month slowburn / 4 cat years slowburn

It takes place from the tail end of spring throughout the summer

8/03 when he finally lives with them

Rinnya is petty enough to call Niki dad and Rinne just Rinne

When they get married it’s “dad and his husband”

CW ANIMAL DEATH

the first time rinnya calls rinne dad is the last meow he says, a small "thanks dad"

Niku’s last little meows

To niki: stay happy with Dad, Dad

To Rinne: It’ll be okay, Dad

To Rinnya: I love you.

sad kitties cuz i like being in pain i guess

#enstars #rinniki #rinky #rinkittyau #cw animal death

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zoeykallus · 2 years

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Not the type to do request but I’m doing it anyways b/c, why not?

So, Y/n (or whatever you want to call her) and Crosshair (or any clone) slept together, sort of a fling as Y/n doesn’t think much of it thinking Crosshair just needed his system out of him. But when being flirted by some dude at 79’s only to he dragged off by the arm by him and dragged them to somewhere and is obviously jealous of this (I don’t mind me of feral mode) and let there be… SMUT…

Requesting people are a type? ^^'

Ooooh jealous Crosshair is a little scary, I think... So Y/N or whatever is a female, 'cause you didn't say otherwise :) I like the idea, got a scenario in my head already.

Crosshair x Fem!Reader Smut Oneshot – Under The Surface

Warnings: Smut/18+/Sexual Themes/Jealousy/Hurt/Angst/Dub-Con/Finger Kink/Soft Chocking/Dominant Crosshair

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After a hot fling with Crosshair, you find yourself regreting it was a one time thing. Crosshair on the other hand seems to be fine with that. However, when you are approached by another clone at 79's, he seems to have second thoughts.

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You had spent a night with Crosshair. It had been hot, wild and intense. Better than anything you had ever experienced sexually. But it was only a one-time thing. You knew that before. Still, you think of him often and whenever you see him in 79's, your heart beats faster. Especially when he gives you a cheeky wink. However, right after that your chest tightens and you feel like you can't breathe when he puts his arm around another girl and gives her all kinds of attention.

Today is another one of those days. You look away strained and clutch your cocktail glass with one hand as if you had to hold onto it to keep from falling off the barstool. You are annoyed at yourself, at the fact that you let him upset you so much. Again and again you feel attracted to guys who don't see more in you than a means to an end. One or even two nights of fun.

Crosshair seems to be no different. Actually, it wasn't bad, you think to yourself, it was consensual, it was great. An experience you don't want to miss. But this heavy feeling that you now carry around with you, you could do without that. Of course you don't let on anything, neither in front of him nor in front of your friends or his brothers.

You still greet each other when you run into each other. Now and then you flirt, but nothing more happens. Meanwhile you stay away from him as good as you can, more or less. You can really do without seeing him flirting with other girls who unabashedly throw themselves at him and how he enjoys the attention.

You sit there on the bar stool at the bar and tell yourself that you didn't put on your nicest short dress because Crosshair is into it, but because you feel sexy in it. Unfortunately, this is neither true nor a lie. Both are true. And you also feel his gaze on you again and again. His gaze is so intense that it seems like a touch, even though you just turned your back to him and you know that a pretty Twi'lek female is sitting in his left arm next to him at one of the tables with benches.

The thought of her nestled against his side makes you furious, but you still remain outwardly calm.

You almost flinch in fright as a voice to your right snaps you out of your gloomy thoughts.

"Alone tonight? Arent you usually with the guys of Clone Force 99?"

You look up at the clone standing next to you. An ARC Trooper, you don't know him by name, but you think you've seen him before. You didn't know the color of his unit, though. Midnight purple and black.

He has combed back hair, longer on the top, shaved on the sides and neck. Around his neck coiled a tattoo of an arrak snake.

"I work with them sometimes", you answer quietly, not sure what to expect.

"I'm Arrak", he says and holds out his hand to you.

You shake his hand and ask, "Like the snake on your tattoo?"

He smiles, a beautiful smile. Somehow there's something about this clone that you like right away.

"Yeah, right. Got the name when we were stationed on Ithor and we were camping in the woods. One of those snakes crawled around my neck in the night and almost strangled me"

"Oh, dear," you say, startled.

He laughs heartily, "Yeah sounds scary doesn't it? It was. But I killed it with my vibro knife. The skin is armored but they have a weak spot under the chin. I actually just found that out by accident."

A tingle travels down your spine. You know Crosshair is looking your way again.

"May I join you?"

"Be my guest"

Arrak is funny, smart, cute. He gives you sweet compliments, he seems honest, unobtrusive and yet he is obviously flirting with you. He likes you, you feel it immediately.

By now you feel as if the tingling sensation on your back has turned into a burning sensation.

Both of you are already a little buzzed, not really drunk, but in a good mood. Again and again he touches as if by chance, your arm, your hand, his knee touches yours. He leans close to you when he says something, partly to drown out the music, but you know it's more.

Your flirtation is more intense by now, and it's easily recognizable to the outside world. You don't care, why should you? Crosshair, did a lot of things you probably didn't want to know about since you ended up in bed together. After all, he's sitting there unabashedly with the Twi'lek girl in his arms.

But then something unexpected happens. Someone grabs your arm, not exactly very gently. You look up and see Crosshair's stony expression. What the hell is going on now?

"Hey, buddy, how about you keep your fingers to yourself?" Arrak grumbles.

He doesn't like how roughly Crosshair touches you, and he certainly doesn't like that he has the gall to do it while Arrak is flirting with you.

" Buddy," Crosshair growls, spitting his toothpick on the ground, "sorry to disappoint you, but this girl is already taken."

Arrak blinks, not sure what's going on. He looks at you and asks, "Is this guy bothering you? Do you want me to intervene?"

He can't place what's happening right now.

You shake your head, "No it's fine. I think I'll be fine."

Crosshair pulls you off the barstool and with him out of the main room of the bar, into the hallway that leads to the refreshers. You don't say a word, neither does he, until he breaks open a storage room and pushes you in front of him into the room. The space is cramped. One table, a few shelves crammed with cleaning supplies, spare light bulbs and the like.

"What the hell do you want from me? Make it quick I want to get back to the bar"

"To the reg?" he grumbles.

You shrug your shoulders.

"So what? What's it to you? Why don't you go back to your Twi'lek bitch?"

He sighs, pressing you against the table and pushing you down onto the tabletop, his thighs so quickly between yours that you can't really respond.

"I don't want her," he growls.

"Didn't look like it, though. The last few days you've had a lot of different girls hanging on your arm"

His face comes closer and as you back away with your torso, you feel one of the shelves in your back.

"Didn't end up in bed with any of them though".

You snort, "Sure"

"That's the truth"

"Led them around pretty proudly though".

His lips brush your cheek as he says, "I thought this might be a one time thing between us. By now, though, I think it can't be. You're not like the others"

"You're just jealous because you saw me with someone else, that's all it is" you say softly.

He growls softly, "That may be partly true, but it's not the only reason we're here now"

The fingers of his right hand graze your thigh, pushing your skirt up and moving between your legs. He knows how much you love his long finger. His fingers ghost over the fabric of your panties over your pussy. You bite your lower lip as he touches the small wet spot already spreading there.

You hear the smirk in his voice.

"You can't resist my fingers".

He exerts a little pressure, lets his fingers circle over your clit, presses another finger on the wet spot. You feel how everything in you is already tense in aroused anticipation. You don't want to contradict him, you don't want him to stop. But you don't know what to make of the whole thing.

His mouth sucks on your neck, right over your pulse, at the same moment his hand reaches into your panties. You let out a low whimper and your hips automatically thrust towards him. Crosshair emits a satisfied hum.

Your fingers claw at the armor plates on his shoulders, your nails scraping audibly across them. As two of his fingers find your wet opening and penetrate you, you cling to him with a groan. His thumb stays on your clit and massages while he fingers your pussy, his lips on your neck. You can't believe you're being finger fucked in a closet of the 79's. But you don't feel like refusing his attention at all.

His lips drive hard on yours, swallowing a moan that wants to escape you. He kisses you intensely, his tongue chasing yours. Your thighs begin to tremble and his fingers quicken. Your hands cling almost desperately to his armor. You tremble and twitch under his touch, your arousal dripping onto the table you are sitting on. The intensity peaks, your pussy tightens around his fingers and you gasp, the moan catching in your throat.

Crosshair withdraws his fingers from you, his lips leave yours and you watch him lick his fingers clean. Nimbly he has removed his codpiece, it lands on the floor with a soft thump. He pulls his blacks down a bit and he frees his hard length that plops out from behind the fabric. His hands grab your hips and pull your lap closer to the edge of the table. He immediately lines up his pre-cum leaking cock on your wet heat and penetrates you.

A small cry comes from your lips as he immediately enters you and begins thrusting into you. One hand lands on your neck. He squeezes very lightly, not really painful or dangerous but enough to make you feel his dominance. The other slides between your thighs and finds your swollen clit again.

You can't help it, your mind still swimming in the arousal of the last orgasm. You clench your legs around him, your abdomen tenses and you whimper and roll your eyes back as his fingers dance wildly over your clit again while his cock splits your pussy.

He gasps and growls, his teeth clenched. He's feral. The way he fucks you is rougher than last time almost furious. What you don't know is that he's angry at himself, at wanting you and no one else, at you flirting with that Arrak and at him caring.

As you wince and whimper, he immediately slows, his hand on your neck loosening. He leans his forehead against yours.

"Sorry. To rough?"

His voice is unusually soft.

"A little. It's okay."

He kisses your forehead, his rhythm slower than before but still intense. His breathing becomes heavier and you feel his thighs begin to tremble. The thought of him cumming inside you at any moment drives your arousal to the edge as well.

You whimper, "I'm close, very close."

A rumble comes deep from his chest. His thrusts become erratic, shaky. A half-whimpered moan comes from his lips, a very unfamiliar sound. You tip over the edge, your pussy twitching around his cuming cock, your orgasm rolling from the top of your head to your toes with an intensive tingle, eliciting a deep sigh.

Breathing heavily, Crosshair leans his forehead against yours again. Neither of you says a word. Wordlessly, Crosshair reaches for a pack of paper towels that is on one of the shelves, he cleans himself up and helps you get clean. When you get up from the table, your legs are all shaky. He holds you carefully so you don't fall over while you put your panties back on.

"Wait a minute, I'll see if the coast is clear."

You nod and watch him leave the room, leaving the door ajar behind him. You wait. A minute passes, a second minute passes. You get nervous. Did he just leave you standing there? Had you really fallen for him again? Five minutes pass. You feel stupid standing around in the closet waiting, especially since you think he's not coming back.

With shaky fingers you reach for the door, open it and look into the hallway, no one to be seen, not even Crosshair. You feel a burning behind your eyes, a lump in your throat, and you know you're going to cry at any moment. You feel deeply hurt. You are about to head for the back exit when you hear the door of the refresher open. Crosshair is coming down the hall towards you.

"Sorry," he grumbles, "peeing after sex is.... complicated."

He sees the look on your face and frowns.

"What's wrong with you? You look like you're about to cry"

You can't help it, you're so relieved you laugh out loud.

"Haha, very funny," he says dryly, "Come on. Let's take a cab together?"

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goodness gracious 40. brb x oc

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pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: fluff, mildly suggestive content, these two idiots love each other and i love them AAAAAAAA

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“Roos.”

“Yeah,baby?”

She got closer to him on the couch, pressing her chin to his shoulder as he moved the analog on the controller, leading Arthur out of a cave where he found a large amount of gold. After breakfast they decided they could play a few games - with Beatrice winning in MK again, unsurprisingly - before he decided he’d play Red Dead Redemption 2 again, continuing Arthur’s adventure through the wild west. She hummed, parting her lips to speak, “If this sounds…weird you don’t have to answer it…but did you have a lot of girlfriends before me?”

Well, he wasn’t expecting that question but considering she told him about…Eric…he thought it was only fair if she knew about some of his exes too. Which wasn't many if he was honest, “I had two short lived relationships, one during high school with a girl named Emma and another one named Lisa after I joined the Navy…everyone else after that was a hookup.”

Beatrice blinked, supporting her face on the palm of her hand, “You know, Nat and Halo told me that…you always wanted something serious but never found the um…right person.” her cheeks heat up when she says, “Then you met me.”

Rooster knew Nat liked sharing things with people, because she was like that and would do it just for the hell of it, but he never expected her to repeat his very own words to Beatrice. Maybe he should’ve just told his girlfriend instead of Nat, not that what Phoenix did was bad per se, but he’d like those words to come out of his mouth.

He paused the game, setting the controller aside and patted his lap, “C’mere.” she does, settling herself on his lap as he hugs her waist, “Well, Nat can’t keep her mouth shut, much like Hangman, when it comes to you.” Beatrice looks up at him in surprise, “But you know, she isn’t wrong…I mean I didn’t want a relationship, Bea. With what I do? There’s always the chance of–” he hesitates, clearing his throat to gain enough courage, “--of something going wrong.”

Beatrice lowered her eyes, she obviously understood what he meant but didn’t voice it. She meant what she said when she knew what she was getting into when she started crushing on him, she balanced every possibility and even talked to her therapist about the consequences that it could bring even before the two got together. Back then she thought if she thought hard enough about it, her crush on him would disappear which obviously didn’t happen.

“And then I go to the Hard Deck one night and I see the prettiest woman working there.” he says softly, meeting her eyes, “She made me question everything, she made me wonder if I should really not be open to a relationship. All she had to do was look at me with those big green eyes and I was a goner.”

Her face heated up with a blush, smiling sweetly up at him. It was one thing to hear from his friends about his attraction to her, but with him saying that…it just made her whole body feel like there were butterflies inside her veins and her heart.

“But she kept running away from me and I thought maybe I should tread carefully around her,” he gently touches the side of her face, “I really wanted her to look at me and then maybe we could have a chat, maybe I could ask her out… eventually I helped her move an armoire up to her loft, then we talked about Lord of the Rings, she went to a barbecue dressed like a fucking fairy and fell asleep against me when I was asking if she wanted to go out with me.” he frowns a bit, recalling the memory, “Then I found her crying outside the bar and I decided I’d never want to see that again…then I asked her out for real and guess what?”

Beatrice smiles more, going along, “What?”

“She said yes and now I’m dating her.”

Her cheeks hurt from smiling so much, but she wasn’t complaining at all. She wasn’t used to being flirted with so much while in a relationship, usually a few compliments were to be expected but Rooster always made sure to go all out. That was how he was, he was always so open with his feelings and sometimes her brain couldn’t process it yet.

But she was happy, the happiest she’s been in a long while. “Well, I can say she’s very happy you two are dating.” she giggles, cupping his face in her hands, his cheeks smooth and free of the growing stubble from early morning, “And she’s never felt better.”

“I’m glad to hear that.” he whispers, pressing his lips to hers in a sweet kiss, humming into her mouth when she adjusted herself on his lap in a way that definitely made him more alert in the best way possible.

Bea pulls back with a soft smack, laughing softly when he tries to follow her mouth and she couldn’t help but peck his lips one last time. Her eyes lose a bit of it’s shine for a second and her smile falters, “Can I tell you something?”

Her quiet tone makes him open his eyes to meet her own, “Anything, gorgeous.”

Beatrice chews her lower lip, running her fingers on the collar of his sleeping shirt before she sighs, “...After I broke up with Eric, I had a breakdown. I…never told anyone, not even Shells about it because I didn’t want to be a bother. I considered calling him and asking if we could go back together because I didn’t think–” she clenched her jaw, narrowing her eyes at her own hands, “I didn’t think…I’d be able to find anyone else. I was happy to be done with him…but I was so scared of opening up again. You know? Why would I do that if the outcome would be the same?”

She was trying so hard not to cry, trying to ignore the burning behind her eyes and the subtle headache she’d always get from holding back tears, “When I figured out my crush on you…I…I didn’t know what to do. I remember going home and having to sit in the corner of my room dialing my therapist in the middle of the night because I was terrified…add that to my own demons and thoughts and I couldn’t really focus for too long.”

“Baby…”

“I know, Roos.” she says softly, “And then I just… I told you how nervous I got and my own overthinking got the best of me… I guess it’s–I guess now I finally understand that we are together. Like, together together. And you want to be with me and you think I’m pretty and-.” she sniffles a bit, quickly wiping below her eyes before the tear makes its way down her face, “And you love me and-and you aren’t ashamed of me.”

When her voice cracks when she says he’s not ashamed of her, Rooster frowns and hugs her tightly, bringing her to his chest and touching the back of her head. She’s still sniffling and he feels something wet seeping through his shirt, his heart clenches just like the time he saw her crying outside the Hard Deck.

There’s also a new level of fury coming to the surface. He hated Eric before but now he absolutely loathed the guy for putting shit into her head like that. He couldn’t understand how someone, how a human being, could look at Beatrice and see her as less than nothing , that’d put her so low and would make her doubt herself so much she’d have breakdowns while thinking about meeting someone else.

She didn’t deserve what she went through but no one went into details of how bad it was because, honestly, that’s something she’d have to share with others herself. Beatrice went through so much for such a good chunk of her life and she never wanted to share with anyone in fear she’d be a burden to others. She always kept it in, put it on a mask and hoped hard it wouldn’t crack so people wouldn’t question her about it.

Bradley buries his nose in her lavender scented hair, closing his eyes as he breathes in while keeping her against his chest. She wasn’t crying, but she hasn’t moved much since he brought her close, her back rising and falling with calming breaths. He presses a kiss to her scalp, “Baby.” he calls against the skin, feeling her head move then look up at him.

While her eyes were shining with tears and there was a bit of redness around her eyes and upper cheeks, she wasn’t crying anymore. She wipes her eyes one more time with the sleeve of the hoodie, clearing her throat “I’m okay.” she says quietly, giving him a small smile, “I’m okay.”

He removed the hand that was holding her thigh close so he could rub the side of her face, swiping his thumb under her eye to wipe any moisture that was left. “Are you sure?” she nods, still smiling, “I’m sorry you had to go through that, Bea. I really am.” her eyes drop to her hands and she shrugs, playing with a loose string that was coming out of the cuff. He knew she was trying to hide her emotions with a smile, so he cupped her chin to make her turn to him, “Bea. Don’t hide it anymore, you don’t have to. Okay? You always tell me to not keep stuff in if it bothers me. Don’t do the same.”

Beatrice’s lips part in a silent gasp, looking at him with her green irises shimmering with more tears that dared to fall. But she closed her eyes, swallowed harshly and nodded, “Okay. I won’t.”

“Promise?”

“I promise.” she replies quietly, this time her smile reaches her eyes when she opens them, shining with everything but tears. Bradley smiles back, pressing his lips to the top of her head before patting his chest and telling her to be comfortable. She laughs softly, curling her body a bit more on his lap so she’d be partially facing the tv while he grabbed the controller that he had dropped to the side.

Hearing Bradley’s heart thumping repeatedly made her relax more than before, her eyes slipping shut with a smile on her face, her cheeks heating up pleasantly as she thought about everything that happened in these past months.

She didn’t have to hide anymore, she didn’t have to fear anymore.

For the first time in her life she felt truly free.

Beatrice watched him move Arthur around New Hanover, muttering a quiet ‘sorry’ to whatever animal he had to kill and bring to camp - which she found adorable -, then hunting down people for money before he decided to take pictures around since that game was so pretty. It was then that she noticed something.

“Brad.” he hums in question, turning Arthur towards the camera and giving her a clear view of his face, “You made Arthur look like you. Did you notice that?”

Bradley stops moving the analog, he too was looking right back at the virtual cowboy. He turns Arthur this way and that, even the hairstyle was similar, faded at the sides, “...I mean, he looks great.” he says with emphasis, making Beatrice laugh softly against his chest “Don’t he? Gonna get all the ladies around these parts.”

Beatrice snorts gently as Bradley moves Arthur back to the Clydesdale, taking him away from the area he was exploring. She crosses her arms over her bust while watching him play, enjoying this time together before she moves her eyes to her abandoned phone on the coffee table.

She reaches for it, feeling one of his hands holding her waist in case she nears a fall, grabs it, then leans back on his chest. She doesn’t see Rooster flitting his eyes down to the screen, his lips quirking up when he sees her background is also a picture of them together before she checks her messages.

He trails his gaze away once she opens the app, choosing to give her some privacy even if he did worry about certain things that were happening. Beatrice hums a little song, typing back a message to her mother and to the girls’ group chat, they all think it’s just spam accounts trying to gain followers back, but Evelyn says it’s still suspicious. She tells Beatrice that if it happens again for her to send them the actual account before blocking it because Carmen could check it out since she was so good with computers.

Bea asked if she thought there was something off about it and Evelyn just replied with a ‘maybe’, but they had to check a bit more. That made Beatrice furrow her eyebrows, asking Evelyn what she meant. Her friend took a few minutes to reply but when she did she just said ‘It’s just a feeling’.

She couldn’t say exactly what it was that Evelyn was talking about but she couldn’t get it out of her head how she said it was a feeling. A feeling of what? Maybe she just said that so they could figure out who it is and then block the main account itself? That sort of feeling? Beatrice thanked them all again, then asked Evelyn if she went out with Jake again since she didn’t reply the first time…the moment she did ask her icon disappeared from the group chat.

Maybe she should just ask Shells about it since Evelyn is just refusing to say if it happened or not.

“Roos.”

“Yeah?”

Beatrice chuckles softly as his tone, looking back at him as he squirts a good amount of shampoo in his hand, “You know I think I can bathe by myself now. I’ve washed my hair before.” she smiles, biting her lower lip when he just sends her a look and sets the lavender shampoo aside. Since her hair was already wet, he just had to smear the pearlescent lilac liquid on her head.

He purses his lips, bringing her closer in between his legs, “Well, I mean we both have to take baths and since I’m here.” he rubs the shampoo on her hair, chuckling at her surprised yelp when the cold viscous liquid touched her scalp, the purplish white foam taking over as he moves his fingers through her tresses “I don’t see why not.”

Beatrice just hums happily, Bradley truly had magic fingers, she didn’t know how but it was like she was getting a full blown scalp massage. And he was so careful too, making sure the foam doesn’t reach her eyes, gently untangling her hair with his fingers while squeezing the moisture out. “You are not bad at this.” she comments, tilting her head to the side so he can reach the hair on her nape.

“I am pretty good with my fingers.” he smirks, “As you recall.” her cheeks and upper body turned red, her lip rolling into her mouth to bite it gently as she did remember how good he was with his fingers indeed. He pours clean water over her hair using the shower head, squeezing the shampoo out, then repeating a few more times until it’s squeaky clean.

She moves her gaze over her shoulder to where her wet hair was plastered against her back, picking some of the wet strands in between her fingers so she could have a closer look. She looks back at him, seeing his pleased little smile and grinning herself, “You did great.” she says, moving backwards to lean against his chest, his arms wrapping around her shoulders, “Thank you.”

“Anytime, pretty girl.” he replies, kissing her temple, then her cheek, then smiling against her mouth when she tilts her head up towards him. He was getting so used to the smell of lavender he didn’t even mind having it all over himself after showering or after bathing. It smelled like her and it’d be like that for a while.

Having her in his apartment, well her and Jolene, was probably one of the best ideas he’s had in a long time. He spent fourteen days with her and he loved every second of it, so asking her to stay with him after she hurt herself seemed a good thing to do. She’s been healing, they’ve been spending time together and he was proud at how he was able to control himself. It’s been hard, but cold showers are good for that reason. He just wants her to heal, that’s all.

He pulls back from the kiss to prop his chin on the curve of her shoulder, his hands rubbing up and down her arms and looking at the small yet colorful tattoos on them. “What was the first tatoo you had done?”

Beatrice blinks, looking back at him then at her arms, holding the one with the Hobbit quote for him to see, “This one.” she says, twisting her arm so he could see it better “I did this arm first then the other one, I wanted small tattoos first. And I still want more, I want to talk to Taboo and check if she has the time for me.”

“Taboo?”

“She’s my tattoo artist.” she grins, “She used to date one of our classmates in college, we met at graduation. She’s the one who’s been doing my tattoos.”

“Any idea which one will be the next one?” he asks, following the thin lines of the little snake by her wrist.

“...I think I’ll do the Litany Against Fear, but just the first lines. It’s a long quote.” she looks back at him who just looks confused, “ ‘I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer.Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.I will face my fear.I will permit it to pass over me and through me.And when it has gone past, I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.’ It’s from Dune. "

He arches his eyebrows while blinking his eyes, “The fact you said all that without even pausing to think is amazing to me.” She laughs softly, rubbing his hand, “But it’s an amazing quote.” he noticed how some of the quotes and things she liked were about facing fear or facing the darkness to step into the light. Considering everything she’s been through, he wondered if she noticed how that applied to her life.

“If you want,” she tilts her head back to look up at him, “I can talk to her about your tattoo too?”

“I don’t even know what I’d tattoo.”

“Well, she can help you.” Bea smiles, “You did mention you wanted one inside your arm.” she turns around to fold her arms over his chest and press her chin on top, narrowing her eyes, “Unless you were just showing off and you didn’t want a tattoo at all.” Rooster looked down at her, his smirk slowly widening and she playfully splashed him with bath water, “You were showing off!”

Sputtering out the water that got into his mouth, he laughed quietly like a boy who just got caught in a prank, wiping his face with the back of his arm. “Maybe I was a little.” she splashes him again, her face red as a ripe tomato and he coughs up another laugh, squeezing her cheeks with his hand when she jutted out her lower lip, “Okay, no pouting,” he presses his lips to hers, pressing quick pecks to her mouth “No pouting, I was showing off just a bit but I still want a tattoo.”

Bea just narrowed her eyes even more, not believing him. “I swear,” he says, holding up his hand with three fingers close together “Scout’s Honor.”

“You were a scout?”

“For two months, then I got bored and my mom took me out, but that’s not my point.” he laughs, “I do want one, but I’m not sure what it could be. I want the first one to be special, like yours was.” he nods to her arm to where the Hobbit tattoo was, “I’d hate to regret it later in life.”

Beatrice stares at him, a flicker of an idea in the back of her mind, dropping her gaze to the side where a group of bubbles slowly drifted by her arm as she thought. Her mouth opened, then closed, then opened again only to clack shut one more time. She shouldn’t…say it, maybe it was a bad idea? What if it was? “...well…” she chews the corner of her mouth, “Why don’t you…get one done to represent your parents?”

She feels the silence like it’s a thick blanket surrounding them, immediately regretting her words and trying feebly to reel them back in, but Bradley just stared at her. His eyes unreadable and his lips closed, face completely neutral of anything that could give her a sign of any emotion. She thought he’d get out of the bath, probably needed some time alone…but then his shoulders relaxed and his jaw clenched as he looked to the side, “...I like that idea.”

Beatrice blinked in surprise, “You…you do?” he nods silently, “Oh. I thought…well,I’m glad you like it.”

“Yeah,I think I can…figure something out. Maybe I could look at the photo albums and see if I can come up with something.'' After his mother passed and he transferred to California post TOPGUN, he brought a lot of things he had saved up in his old place. Including some old albums his mother would keep in her dresser. He looks down for a bit longer, then meets her eyes, “Can you help me?” his voice was so quiet when he asked, a complete contrast to his usual tone.

Beatrice could feel how hard it’d be for him, so she nodded, “Of course, Brad.” she moves closer, wrapping her arms around his neck and smiling when he hugs her waist, their wet chests touching and the smell of lavender gets even stronger, “You can count on me.”

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