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WIP Wednesday
I got tagged yesterday by @steadfastsaturnsrings and today by @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad, @sznofthesticks, and @anewkindofme so here is some of a WIP where Buck fake died, but actually he was just in another coma. He's trying to catch up to TK or something.
Eddie sat down across from him. He had questions, and he wanted answers. But more than anything, he just wanted to know this was real. He watched Buck. Part of him didn't believe he was real. This was psychosis. A lifetime of ignoring his own trauma had finally caught up to him. But he'd kissed him on the porch. That felt real.
"You left me everything," he said.
Buck looked up at him for a second, then back toward where Christopher slept, still completely unaware the world had changed once again.
"So did you," Buck said finally. "I would argue that me leaving you the jeep and all my stuff is less important than, y'know, a whole human."
"And the money?" Eddie asked. "Sixty thousand dollars in a bank account for Christopher's college. Another what almost forty for Jee?"
"That's a thousand a month for each of them," Buck replied with a shrug like it wasn't a big deal. Eddie wanted to shake him.
"Buck," he said.
"I don't spend it on anything else. I make good money, and I'm just me. I pay my rent. I bought a used jeep that I finished paying off right before Jee-Yun was born. I try to keep my monthly expenses below a thousand, and I had extra. So I thought, why not? I love Chris, and I can afford to do this. Then Jee was born, and I didn't have a car payment anymore, so I made sure I took an extra shift a couple of times a month so I could do it for her too. Why not?" Buck looked down at his hands. "I don't have a spouse. I'm not a dad. It's just me. I wanted to take care of the kids I love."
Eddie rested his palms on the table. "And the annuity?"
Buck shrugged. "I took care of this older woman back when I was trying to be a bartender. She left it to me when she died. I figured I'd blow it, so I put it where I can't touch it."
"So you're not laundering money or doing anything nefarious?" Eddie asked.
Buck laughed, actually laughed, and looked away. "Nefarious? It's me, Eddie."
Eddie shook his head. "My best friend fucking dies and suddenly I've got a quarter of a million dollars to deal with," he said. "A thousand a month is five years, Buck. How long after we met did you start this?"
Buck waved a hand. "Not until after Christmas at least."
"Buck," Eddie said.
Buck looked away. "I love him."
"Buck."
"I love you! Okay? And it didn't matter if you didn't love me. I knew if I could put a little bit away every month by the time he graduated high school, there'd be enough that you wouldn't have to worry about it. He could go anywhere, and you wouldn't have to worry."
"I kissed you, Buck."
Buck pushed back from the table and stood. "Just now! Not when Shannon came back, and I was living a sad bisexual cliché, in love with my best friend. At least I could make your life easier."
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@friendly-chaos @malewifediaz @lochnesswriter and literally anybody who wants to do this! You don't need to be tagged!! Just share! I want to read it allllll.
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I loved reading your fanfics, could i ask you to do a story about Ménage à trois between Izzy Stradlin and Julian Casablancas from The Strokes, I'm crazy about these 2 mens!! and you can use my name if you want!!
Ménage à trois
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Izzy Stradlin X Reader X Julian Casablancas
A/n: honestly, I kinda like this one🤷‍♀️ thank you for requesting! I’ve got some Nikki Sixx requests on the way😁
Word count: 1223
Warnings: smuttt(unprotected), blowjob, dirty talk, teasing, spanking, dacryphilia
Ménage à trois meaning:
an arrangement in which three people share a sexual relationship, typically a domestic situation involving a couple and the lover of one of them.
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I woke up to my boyfriend, Izzy, slightly snoring. I decided to surprise him and Julian with a breakfast in bed. I don't do stuff like this often but they do a lot for me so, why not?
I make them a stack of pancakes each and a mug of coffee. I took Julian's first. "Julian, honey," I said softly, waking him up. "Hey," he rasped, sleep still in his voice. "I made you breakfast," I said proudly. "Aww, you're so cute," he laughed, tucking some hair behind my ear. "Eat up because we have some errands to run today," I said, putting the coffee on his nightstand and handing him the pancakes. "Do I have to come?" He groaned. "Yes, I'm dragging Izzy along as well so shut up," I laughed. "Fine. Love you," he said with a mouth full of food. "Love you too," I smiled, leaving his room and going to give Izzy his breakfast.
"Izz, wake up," I whispered, rubbing his arm. "You okay?" He asked, his voice deep from sleep. "Yeah, I made you breakfast," I smiled as he sat up. "Aww, you didn't have to, angel," he smiled, looking up at me. "We have some errands to run today, I've told Julian," I smiled. "Do we have to?" He mumbled. "Yes," I said, "I'm going to eat my breakfast. Come down when you're ready,".
I ate my food and went back upstairs for a shower. "Y/n?" I heard Julian call from the hallway. "I'm in the shower," I called back. He came in and closed the door behind himself. "I need you," he moaned. I looked down to see a bulge visible in his pants. "Aww, honey. Come here then," I cooed.
After an eventful... shower, I picked out my favourite leather skirt, a pair of tights and a white blouse, accompanied with my Mary Janes. "Thoughts?" I asked, giving Izzy and Julian a spin. "Gorgeous," Izzy said, exhaling some cigarette smoke. "Beautiful," Julian added, making me smile.
In all honesty, todays errands were getting some new clothes and also some new lingerie. I couldn't tell them that though because they'd just tell me to order it online or that they'll buy it for me but I like to make a day of it, y'know? Pamper myself for once.
We arrived at the mall and we went to Chanel first. "Seriously?" Izzy grumbled the second we entered the store. "Shut it," I glared at him. Next, we went to a random clothing store to get me a couple of skirts and dresses. Lastly, Victoria's Secret.
"Y/n. No," Izzy warned when I turned to the store. "Why? Don't you want to see me in some new lingerie?" I whispered in his ear. "Can't you just order it online?" Julian grumbled. "No, I wanna see what I look like before I buy it," I explained, grabbing their hands and dragging through the shop. "What about this one?" I perked. I got no reply so I looked around and saw both of them sat outside on their phones. "Little fuckers," I said under my breath.
I chose some pieces and went to the fitting rooms to try them on. I took some photos and sent them to Julian and Izzy, smirking at my pettiness.
Izzy: Get here now.
Me: No, I'm trying some lingerie on.
Izzy: You have five minutes.
I changed back into my clothes, went to the tills and bought all five pieces.
I went out to the guys to see them both scowling. "You okay?" I smirked. "Car. Now," Julian ordered. I smiled and turned on my heel towards the car park.
We arrived back home and I ran out of the car, inside and into the bathroom and locked the door. "Y/n Y/l/n. Open the door now," Izzy shouted to me through the door. "I'm changing. You and Julian can wait in the bedroom," I replied. "You're a bitch," he groaned under his breath.
I put on a white set and put my blouse back on but leaving the buttons undone.
I walked into the bedroom, seeing both of them sat on the bed, waiting for me. "Thoughts?" I asked for the second time that day. "You look like a whore," Izzy replied, scanning me with his eyes. I walked over to Julian and straddled him, looking into his eyes. "What do you think?" I asked him. "Same as Izzy," he replied blankly. I put on a fake pout, causing Julian to slap my ass. "I thought you liked it when I looked slutty?" I said, grinding myself on Julian's thigh. "Get up, now," Izzy ordered. I got off Julians lap and stood in front of them.
"Down on all fours, your gonna suck him off," Izzy said, standing up off the bed. I did as I was told, unbuckling Julians belt and helping him remove his pants, his hard dick sprung out, making my mouth water at the thought of him fucking my throat. I sunk my mouth down on his length, moaning when he finally hit the back of my throat. I felt Izzy behind me, rubbing his hands across my ass before giving me a hard slap, making me moan on Julian's dick. Izzy reached under me and unbuttoned my blouse and pulled it away from my body, leaving me in my lingerie. "Look how pretty you are," Izzy praised. He started rubbing his fingers on my clit, making me jolt a little from the sudden contact. Julian laced his fingers through my hair, tugging lightly. "You feel so good," he moaned as he pushed my head further down on his dick.
All of a sudden, Izzy removed his fingers from my clit, making me whimper at the loss of contact. I heard Izzy remove his leather pants and throw them somewhere in the room. He teased my entrance with his cock, holding my hip with his other hand. He slapped my ass before pushing his cock all the way into me, making me scream-moan as I felt him fill me up. Julian fucked my mouth, making my eyes fill with tears. "You're so fucking pretty when you cry," he said breathlessly. "Look at you, taking our dicks so well like a slut," Izzy groaned, quickening his pace. Sounds of skin slapping skin echoed through the room, adding to my arousal.
" 'm so close," I whimpered when Julian let me breathe. "Hold it," Julian said, slapping my cheek. The stinging sensation made me smile internally, liking the rough way they were treating me. Julian went back to fucking my throat as I felt them both twitch inside me. "Cum, princess," Izzy moaned as his thrusts became more sloppy. I came on his dick, moaning on Julian's. I felt them both cum in me, filling me up from both ends. "Good girl," Julian praised, rubbing my cheek. I swallowed his cum and Izzy pulled out of me. I felt our cum leak down my thighs. "I'll get a towel. You okay, angel?" Izzy said, standing up and walking to our shared bathroom. I nodded and mumbled a 'mhm'. He wiped my thighs then picked me up and put me in the middle of the bed. Both of them lay down beside me as we drifted off to sleep.
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Butter Sales
Hello! 
Today's update is kind of a journey, but it's all leading to a super important update, so just stick with me. No real better way to get into it than to get into it, so... let's! 
Butter Base
Okay, so you know my friend, Ricky, right? Ricky? He's like... yay tall? Face like a meerkat? Yeah, him. Rrrrricky. Rickeeee. That's my boy. 
If you somehow don't know my friend Ricky, here's what you need to know. He's always coming up with these crazy schemes. Like, one time, Ricky... put flowers in a pot. Not like he y'know, planted a plant and flowers grew out of some beautifully sculpted terracotta. Nah, my boy Ricky, he bought some flowers for his mom but forgot to give them to her, so they were just like wilting in his house, so he put them in his big pasta pot. It was wild, but maybe you had to be there. 
Oh, that's the other thing you need to know. He has this big pasta pot because his mom, the one he bought flowers for, she's really good at making pasta. So she bought him a big pot so he could be good at making pasta, but I've tasted both of their pastas and Ricky's mom's pasta is where it's at and Ricky's pasta isn't very good at all. I guess there's more to pasta than a big pot. 
Ricky's New Gig
Alright, so one time, Ricky went to the store and they had a lot of butter. Like, how he first told it, it sounded like the store only had butter. But I asked and he said they had other stuff too, so, don't imagine quite as much butter as I did. Anyway, so he's at the store and they've just got all this butter. Ricky said it was like 50 times as much butter as a store should have. Just shelves of the stuff. And Ricky, you know him, he sees something like that and he starts cooking up these wacky ideas. So Ricky bought some butter. 
Now my boy is a butter salesman. He just goes around selling butter. And it seems like he's making bank. I know because he showed me this fat wad of cash he was carrying. He said he had to carry it around because his bank's really lame and wouldn't trade him non-buttery bills for buttery ones. 
He told me a trade secret, that I'm going to pass on to you. The sweet spot is the third house. The first two, the butter's like nice and cool and firm in your pocket, but it means you gotta find a knife to cut a pat off so people can taste test. But some people treat you really weird when you come up to their door and say that you need to borrow their knife so that you can sell them butter. The third house though, the butter's started to soften up, so you can just sort of scoop some out and let them lick it off your finger. People really like that. But for houses four and more, that gets a little tricky because the butter starts picking up like lint or money or whatever else you have in your pocket. 
My New Gig 
Ricky offered to get me a job working as a butter salesman, like him, and I took it. That's my big announcement. I'm leaving comics to go sell butter. Sorry! 
Don't tell Ricky this, but I also think I figured out a way to make even more in butter sales. I'm going to keep my butter pocket, my lint pocket, and my cash pocket separate. Like, duh. 
So next time you see me, tell me where your house is so I can come sell you some butter. 
Much love, David Butter Salesman 
P.S. DON'T READ THIS UNTIL APRIL 2ND April Fool's!
What I enjoyed this week: Blank Check (Podcast), Honkai Impact (Video game), Bobobo-bo Bo-bobo (Anime), The Circle (Trash TV), When Harry Met Sally (Movie), Logan Lucky (Movie), my friend Chloe Brailsford gave me a sneak peek of something they've been working on and it's very good. Keep an eye out for more from her! I haven't played it yet, but I'm very excited for The Murder of Sonic the Hedgehog. You may've seen that Min Ho Kim, one of our artists over at IDW, worked on the character art! It's clearly a labor of love by everyone involved and that's really cool. WonderCon was nice. Glad I got to see some folks I haven't seen in a while. I did catch con crud (and tested and came back negative for Covid, it's just a head cold), so if I missed you or we only had a pretty quick, limited interaction, maybe it's for the best! Speaking of both friends giving me comics and WonderCon, Matthew Palacios gave me an ashcan of his book Metal Skin and it was a lot of fun! I've also been playing a bunch of pranks over on my Twitter (2 whole pranks)! So, no, I still haven't seen ALF and I did not expect other people to send me pictures of my cat. Those were goofs. Lastly, yesterday was Transgender Day of Visibility. I posted a couple times about a fundraising effort that was going for Point of Pride and saw they ultimately ended up making twice their initial goal, $2 Million, to help out thousands of trans folks with gender-affirming care. There are also a ton of cool people who were sharing themselves yesterday in a time when that's a very scary thing to do. 
New Releases this week (3/29/2023): Nothing from me, sorry! 
New Releases next week (4/5/2023):  Sonic the Hedgehog #1 5th Anniversary Edition (Editor--A new version of the first IDW Sonic comic, with a bunch of bonus content including a new comic short!)
Final Order Cutoff - Let your shops know to order these books by Monday (4/3/2023):  Sonic the Hedgehog #60 (Editor) Godzilla Rivals: Biollante vs. Destoroyah (Editor)
Announcements:
At the moment, I don't have any new appearances until San Diego Comic-Con! But, that's subject to change! And I may have other announcements coming to this space soon, so keep an eye out! 
Oh, just because, uhh... I know we're all convinced Twitter's just going to collapse any day now. I've tried various other social medias and a lot of them don't really work for me. The best ways to keep up are obviously my website, my Tumblr, my newsletter, or my Instagram. I am still on a few other things, but don't really use them. If you're on Tumblr or Insta, please do follow me there so I can follow you back and make sure we're staying in touch! 
I will plug in my usual Becca corner, their website's up and should all be working. There was a bug with shipping, but that should be fixed! Maybe buy yourself or someone in your life something nice! And I believe they're still on for streaming tonight at 7 PST on Twitch, assuming voices are still holding up as we get over the last of this con crud! 
Pic of the Week: Major shoutout to KEM Cosplay! We met at WaifuExpo at the beginning of last month (you can see a picture of her in a previous blog as Dr. Eggman) and ran into each other again at WonderCon over the weekend where she was wearing her BIG THE CAT COSPLAY! 
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Tressa’s Chapter 1, Badly Summarised
(Aka: If you rob me I'll kick your ass)
Tressa: Hi my name’s Tressa Colzione and I’m a merchant
Tressa: One day, I'm gonna explore the world!
Tressa: Good morning parents
Tressa's Parents (Olneo & Marina): Good morning Tressa
Tressa: Aight let's do some store stuff y'all I'm gonna go out and stock these shelves
Olneo: Hold on young lady, now do you remember what the three things a merchant needs most are-
Tressa: They need to be smiley, mannerly, and early obviously!
Marina: And they need to look out for pirates causing trouble around the taverns
Tressa: Ma that's four things
Olneo: And they need to look out for pirates causing trouble around the taverns
Tressa: Okay f i n e aight goodbye now!!
Tressa's Parents: Goodbye Tressa!! ^^
*After Tressa leaves*
Olneo: Ah, youngsters
Olneo: Y'know, back in my day, when I was her age-
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Fisherman: Hello Tressa! Here's today's catch
Tressa: Ooh nice I'll pay you this much for it
Fisherman: Lmao this fish is worth a bit more
Tressa: Oh
Tressa: Well I mean... I was going to ignore the damage your hooks did to the fish's guts-
Fisherman: Alright fine I'll take the cash
Tressa: Yippee!
Fisherman: Can't believe I just lost a debate with an 18 year old lol gj kid
*Elsewhere*
Tressa: Hi I need to buy some wine
Beverage Vendor: Aren't you a bit too young to be-
Tressa: It's for my parents' store
Beverage Vendor: Okay but-
Tressa: Hey I'm 18 that's old enough to drink wine in a lot of places
Beverage Vendor: Alright but do you have an ID
Tressa: I don't think we have IDs in this game
Beverage Vendor: What
Tressa: What
*TV static noises*
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Tressa: Ayy we got it done
Tressa: Man I wish I could explore elsewhere
Tressa: But I've gotta stay here in Rippletide. If I don't take over my parents' shop, no one's going to. Sometimes I wonder if I do have opportunities elsewhere. Maybe there's a whole other life out there, just waiting to be explored! But I don't know. What do I really want? What do I want in life? What's really out there? *sigh*
Tressa: The ocean sure looks big
Tressa: That's a big ship that's coming into the harbour
Tressa: Wait a minute I haven't seen that ship around here before
Tressa: Holy crap that's a real nice ship
Captain: Hello there lass I'm the captain of this ship
Tressa: Hi I'm Tressa and you have a really neat ship say do you mind if I take a peak at what's on board
Captain: Sorry but I only allow those I trust on board
Tressa: Aw man
*Loud noises in the distance*
Tressa: Omg what was that I'd better go check that out
Tressa: *Runs off*
Captain: Ah, kids these days
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Mikk: Hi I'm Mikk
Makk: Hi I'm Makk
Mikk and Makk: And we're here to rob your stuff!
Mikk: I'm obviously the captain because I'm so cool
Makk: Lmao no I'm the captain you're just the first mate
Mikk and Makk: Fight me
Pirate Lackey: Y'all chill
Mikk and Makk: Alright let's continue robbing people
Tressa: No
Mikk: Says who?
Tressa: Says me
Makk: Oh it's just a little girl lol
Tressa: Little girl my ass I'm 18
Mikk: Is she allowed to say "ass"
Makk: Beats me
Mikk: Omg is that wine
Mikk: *Steals the wine from Tressa*
Tressa: Hey I bought that with my own money!
Makk: You don't even look old enough to drink lol
Tressa: Fight me
Captain: Lass, no
Tressa: Aw but-
Captain: They won't listen to reason, just let them be
Mikk and Makk: Yeah lol okay now goodbye y'all thanks for letting us take your stuff
Captain: It's okay to be scared of the pirates lass
Tressa: Pft I'm not scared
Captain: But your legs were trembling
Tressa: Oh
Street Vendor: Damn pirates won't leave us alone
Street Vendor: Idek what they're doing staying in the Caves of Maiya
Tressa: ...
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Tressa: I'm gonna go bargain with the pirates
Captain: Lass no
Tressa: Lass yes
Captain: Okay but like do you have a weapon or a plan or any method of getting your stuff back
Tressa: Well uh I won 50 debate competitions in 3rd grade
Captain: I already told you they weren't going to listen to reason lass
Captain: If you walk in there they're going to kick your ass
Captain: Am I allowed to say that to you
Tressa: Well yeah but I can't just sit here and let these other merchants starve to death because they have no money to put food on their plates
Tressa: And y'know what, maybe I will fight the pirates
Captain: Hm alright then if you're so determined then I won't stop you
Captain: But I'm going to help
Captain: If we succeed and you find something on my ship that catches your eye, I'll let you have it
Tressa: Aight deal
Tressa: Now let's go kick some pirate ass!
Captain: Okay but are you allowed to say "ass"
Tressa: Brb I'm gonna buy some stuff first
Captain: Alright
Captain: Lass is that weed
Tressa: It's sleepweed :D
Captain: Oh what would you need that for
Tressa: Oh y'know, I just thought the pirates could use a nice nap after all that looting
Captain: I like your style lass
Captain: Alright now good luck
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*At the tavern*
Tressa: I put the sleepweed in the wine
Tressa: Now all we have to do is bring the wine to them
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*At the Caves of Maiya*
Tressa: Ahoy there
Pirate Lackey: Oh it's the little girl again
Tressa: Here, have this wine. It's a gift from me and the other merchants because we're soooooo sorry we thought we stood a chance against you swashbuckling pirates
Pirate Lackey: Omg wine
Pirate Lackey: *Brings it inside*
Tressa: Lmao I can't believe they fell for it
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*Inside the Caves*
Mikk: Lol the townspeople are so weak I can't believe they didn't try to put up a fight
Makk: Well I mean it doesn't look like they can LMAO
Mikk: "The strong take while the weak quake" amirite
Mikk and Makk: LMAO
Makk: Wise words by the one and only Captain Leon Bastralle
Mikk: Totally not gonna bite us back later
Makk: Yeah because we're super cool and want to follow in the footsteps of Captain Leon Bastralle
Pirate Lackey: Captains the little girl have wine
Mikk and Makk: AYO WINE?? Hell yeah y'all
Pirates: Cheers!
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Tressa: That should be enough time
Tressa: *Walking around the Caves* Oh boy, look at these sleeping pirates, I wonder what happened to them
Tressa: Aight time to take the stolen wares back
Mikk: *Waking up* Oi what are you doing here little girl
Tressa: Oh no
Mikk: Wake up Makk it's the little girl from town
Makk: Oh so you were going to take your stuff back when we were sleeping huh
Tressa: Oh no
Mikk and Makk: Y'know we ain't gonna let you take our hard earned loot back
Tressa: Hard earned my ass y'all didn't earn anything you just stole it
Tressa: And I'm not gonna just stand by and let you take it
Mikk and Makk: Fight us
Tressa: Y'know what hell yeah
*Epic boss battle ensues*
Tressa: Oh yay we won
Makk: Oh what she beat us
Mikk: We aren't letting you get away with this. Mateys!
*Other pirates appear*
Tressa: Oh no
Tressa: Might as well take on you all to get these goods back
Mikk and Makk: Lmao time to face defeat little girl
Captain: Not so fast
Captain: Were you guys seriously going to pick on this little girl
Tressa: Captain I'm 18
Captain: You all have no right to speak about how the world works if you only pick on the weak and defenseless
Mikk: Oh it's that guy from earlier
Mikk: Lol anyways let's fight them
Captain: *Defeats everyone*
Makk: What how'd you beat all of us
Mikk and Makk: Omg wait that's Captain Leon Bastralle
Makk: Who tf are you
Tressa: Wait holy crap that was you???
Captain Leon: I'm just a merchant, no longer a pirate
Captain Leon: But say, have you gentlemen ever heard of the phrase "dead men tell no tales"?
Mikk and Makk: Y'all we gotta go
*The pirates escape*
Tressa: Captain?
Captain Leon: Just call me Leon, lass
Tressa: Thanks for saving me Mr Leon
Captain Leon: Well then, gather the goods and head back home. I'll have to leave soon
Tressa: Wait already??
Captain Leon: Yep, but remember to come on by my ship. We had a deal, remember?
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Tressa: Mr Leon are you sure I can come aboard
Captain Leon: Well I said I only let those I trust aboard right
Tressa: And?
Captain Leon: Exactly
Tressa: Oh
Tressa: OH
Tressa: Thank you Mr Leon omg omg
Tressa: Yo this place is packed are you sure I can take one of these
Captain Leon: Mhm
Tressa: Omg thank you
Tressa: Ooh I think I'll take... this diary
Captain Leon: Um, lass, I'm afraid that won't sell for much
Captain Leon: Some guy I let on board just left that there and it got mixed in with the treasures
Tressa: Hm I still think I'll take it though
Tressa: It calls to me
Captain Leon: Alright then, you can have it
Tressa: Thank you Mr Leon :D
Captain Leon: Okay now goodbye lass
Tressa: Goodbye!
---
Tressa: I'm gonna speedrun this book
Tressa: Hm so it talks about someone's adventures around the world
Tressa: That's so cool, I wish I could do that
Tressa: Oh whoops it's past my bedtime
*The next day*
Tressa: Good morning parents
Tressa: I'm going to see the world!
Olneo and Marina: You're going to what
Tressa: I'm gonna become a traveling merchant!
Marina: But dear-
Olneo: You have no experience! You need to spend a hell lot more time in the shop before you go out and become a traveling merchant
Tressa: Pa I'm 18 I can handle it
Tressa: Besides I can learn on the road n stuff so I'll be fiiiiiiiine
Olneo: Well okay then you can go
Tressa: Wait really
Marina: Wait really
Olneo: I mean she'll get experience out there so I think it should be fine
Marina: Fine then, but do take care!
Tressa: Omg thanks Ma and Pa! Goodbye!! :D
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*Outside*
Tressa: Hm the author only filled in half of the book
Tressa: I guess I'll have to finish the story myself
Tressa: AYY I'M GOING ON AN ADVENTURE!! WOO!
WE'LL BE RIGHT BACK
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These are fun to do but I don't think I'll get to do this very often when school starts in two days
Tressa my beloved I know you're 18 but why do you seem so much younger
Tressa would've dominated all the debates in class I'm calling it
Anyways bye y'all I hope you enjoyed
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pop-punklouis · 1 year
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Hi babe 💗
(I'm answering both of yours in this one) it's fine! I figured you'd be resting up from the trip, I just wanted you to have a message anyways! I hope you managed to get in some nice relaxed time.
Oh yes. We form a good chunk of ourselves when we're young through observation. You grow up and you can see the ways in which you often mirror your parents, it's crazy.
I get that though. Somedays when I wanna read I get through like a few pages and I fall asleep. Or I'm just not in the mental space to read even though reading is my absolute fav thing to do. Maybe you'll find a better time to read if you wanted to, someday, y'know?
Ahhh okay this is a reminder to send pictures of your cats! One of them is a Persian-angora mix and the other is a lil tuxedo cat. They are lowkey enemies even though it's much better than it used to be but you're never gonna catch them becoming friends :((
Stop I love supernatural/paranormal stuff! It's endlessly fascinating to me and I honestly should be delving into it deeper but I often feel like I've too many things I wanna do and too little time. Those are all such cool interests! Umm I love love love psychology. Quite passionate about writing, I suppose. Spirituality. Ooh and space!!
Second ask: thank youuu I mostly just plan on pulling my fic together and maybe reading!
Ahh I've always wanted to play the guitar! Even had bought one but never got around to it rip. Cross stitching, that's pretty cool!! Used to cross stitch a tiny bit. And I kinda wish I had gotten like, art classes of some sort bc I do paint but I've zero training and I'd love some. If I could sketch?? I'd be untouchable. And learning any musical instrument really.
Today's question: what is a very fond memory of yours?
Have a wonderful day love xx
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HIIIII i just woke up. i pulled an all nighter last night to finish some orders for my shop so i didn’t go to sleep until 5 AM 💀
but! yes, fic used to be a big part of my fandom experience when i was younger so i miss it sometimes yk the nostalgia of it all. wishing you all the best with pulling your fic together 🤍🥺
both of my indoor cats are enemies so i completely get that dynamic lmao but my younger cat likes to bully my older cat more than anything else rip your cats sound so pretty though 💕 here are mine as promised!! (elvis, jagger, dorian, keanu) 🌼
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i’m so glad we share that same love for the supernatural/paranormal. it’s just an endless pit of knowledge and intrigue. i can never get enough of it. oooo psychology is a good one. if i had taken one more psych course in undergrad i would’ve minored in psychology which is funny bc all i did was take those classes as electives bc i was interested in them. what’s your favorite interest in psychology? criminal psychology and abnormal psychology are two of mine 👁 and spiritually and space!!!!! yes i also love both of those as well. i used to be a huge space buff when i was younger ✨
playing an instrument takes so much dedication and motivation. two things i did not have growing up lmao i love that you bought a guitar but never played it. very big me energy djdkdkd i had to sell my keyboard bc of the same exact reason years ago. painting would be a dream to be talented in. any type of art actually, but yeah painting would be super cool. the power one holds with a paintbrush astonishes me sometimes ❤️‍🩹
hmmm i think one of my fondest memories is when i went to my first concert. 10 years old going to see hannah montana and the jonas brothers. it’s what turned me on to music and live music as a whole. never stopped breathing it since then 👐🏼 how about you? what’s one of your fondest memories? x
hope you have a great tuesday, love!! 🔮
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coffee-bat · 3 years
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i went on a shopping spree today, and honestly for once, i don't regret a thing
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helloalycia · 3 years
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teenage dirtbag [three] // wanda maximoff
summary: Wanda's boyfriend continues to be an aggravation in your life, causing some distance between you and Wanda
warning/s: none
author's note: i really appreciate the feedback you guys gave in the last part – it’s always motivating to read your reactions/comments 🥰
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Sorting things out with Wanda made everything return to normal in no time. So much in fact that she decided I was worth inviting to her and her brother's birthday party.
Never in a million years did I expect the most popular girl in our grade to know who I was, let alone invite me to her birthday party, so to say I was surprised was an understatement.
"It's not a big deal if you can't make it," she said when she handed me the invitation in class. "I mean, I'd love it if you could, but yeah, no pressure."
I was in awe, accepting the invite and reading it quickly. It must have been a pretty expensive party if she was giving out special invites, that's for sure.
"You want me to come?" I asked, still unsure whether this was a joke or not.
"Only if you want to," she said quickly, eyes darting around the room and anywhere but at me. "Like I said, you don't have to. It's not a big deal and– I– yeah." She pressed her lips together and stopped rambling, offering me a small smile.
"Thanks," I said quietly, slotting the invite in my notebook. "I'll, er, I'll think about it."
She pushed a strand of hair behind her ear and faced forward, nodding. "Yeah, sure, no rush."
After that awkward conversation, I discovered she'd also invited Y/BF/N, the two of them developing a little friendship the more she'd hung out with me. He didn't mind going, but only wanted to do so if I went.
"I feel like I kinda don't wanna go," I admitted to him after school as we were studying in the library.
"Oh?" He rose an eyebrow. "And why's that?"
I played with the pencil in my hand. "I don't know, it's just– it's gonna be full of all of her other friends. And they don't really like me. Plus, her dick of a boyfriend is gonna be there. I just think she might have invited me to be nice. Like she might have felt like she had to because we sit together, y'know?"
"I think you know that isn't true," he said knowingly. "Maybe, just maybe, she actually wants us there, wants you there, to celebrate her birthday."
I chewed the inside of my mouth, giving it some thought. But the idea of going to Wanda's house party and seeing a bunch of people I didn't care about getting pissed wasn't comforting. Besides, even if I went, I'd probably see Wanda once before she'd get scooped away by Nate. What was the point?
"Nah, I don't think I'm going," I decided. "She won't notice. I'll just get her a present instead."
Y/BF/N sighed, clearly not impressed with my answer. Nonetheless, he said, "Okay, suit yourself."
"You can go if you want," I added, knowing his presence wasn't linked with mine.
"No Y/N, no party," he said with a dismissive shrug, and I couldn't help but smile.
"Such a good friend," I said teasingly, but there was truth to my words. And I knew he knew that. 
When I saw photos and videos of Wanda and Pietro's party all over my social media the day after, I knew I'd made the right choice in not going. It was the same visuals of everyone getting drunk, doing stupid shit and making a mess. Call me a loser, but that wasn't really my scene. Pietro and Wanda both seemed to enjoy it though, judging from the pictures.
Instead, I bought her a birthday present, knowing I didn't have to but I kind of wanted to, and planned to give it to her when she turned up to class. It was her birthday today, despite throwing the party over the weekend, so I hoped it would make up for my absence (thought I doubted she noticed).
She showed up and settled beside me as I was writing the date in my notebook, making me look up to see she'd made an extra effort to dress up for her birthday, looking fancier than usual. I couldn't help but smile at the giant '18' birthday badge pinned to her jacket.
"Happy birthday, Wanda," was the first thing I said when I saw her. "You look amazing."
A bashful smile appeared on her lips. "Thank you, Y/N."
"I hope your party went well," I said, giving her my full attention whilst trying not to drool over how beautiful she looked.
Surprisingly, her smile faded and her eyebrows knitted together. "Yeah, it did... could you not make it? I tried looking for you and– yeah..."
I opened my mouth to speak, admittedly a little embarrassed that she'd caught me out. I was sure she wouldn't notice – the pictures made it seem like there were loads of guests, I'd definitely have blended in if I were there – but clearly I was mistaken.
"I just thought–" she began, before shaking her head. "Never mind."
"Sorry, I thought–" I started, but like her, didn't know what to say. "Parties aren't my thing," I admitted truthfully. "But it looked fun. You enjoyed it, right?"
She nodded, a small forced smile on her lips. "Yeah, right. It's cool. No biggie."
I swallowed awkwardly. It seemed like a biggie and now I felt bad.
"I, er, got you a gift," I blurted, hoping to change the subject. Reaching into my backpack, I pulled out the terribly wrapped present and held it out nervously. "I hope you, er, like it."
Her eyebrows raised as her eyes flickered between the present and I. "Oh? You didn't have to. I wasn't expecting anything."
Was it hot in here or was it just me?
I pulled my collar away from my neck, hoping to circulate some air. "I wanted to. It's not a big deal."
She accepted the gift, fingers brushing mine and making me even more nervous, before opening it up. Her eyes sparkled with delight as she revealed a brand new leather paintbrush carry case.
"The one you always carry around is tattered and falling apart, so I thought I'd get you a new one," I explained, feeling like I had to. "I mean, unless the other one has some sort of sentimental value, then in that case, I can just return this."
"Are you kidding? I love it!" she exclaimed, looking to me with a grin. "It's beautiful, Y/N. I don't even know what else to say."
My shoulders relaxed, a relieved smile tugging at my lips. "Good. Th-that's good. I'm glad you like it."
Without warning, she moved forward off her stool and wrapped her arms around my shoulders, pulling me in for a hug. I was startled, unable to think straight with her body pressed so close to mine and her floral perfume wafting into my nose. Why did she have to smell so good?
"Thank you," she muttered, pulling away but not quite letting go. Her eyes were glowing as they watched me carefully, accompanying her weak-in-the-knees smile. I was sure I'd melt. "It means a lot."
I nodded, not trusting myself to speak for fear I'd say something stupid. I resisted the urge to look down at her lips, which were pulled into a small, appreciative smile. She let go of me, looking to the case again and unravelling it. I caught my breath meanwhile, my senses still on override as her perfume lingered.
She was just so damn beautiful.
"Okay, how about this – robotic or organic aliens. Which would you rather invade our planet?" Y/BF/N asked.
I chuckled at his question. "Definitely haven't thought about that one, but let's see..."
We were hanging in the bleachers out near the football field as we waited for football practice to end. Y/BF/N had a Film project to do and needed to film the field, so I offered to help like the good friend I was.
"Probably organic," I answered as I balanced on the bleachers, standing up and tiptoeing down them like steps. "At least we could reason with them if they tried to kill us because they'd have a conscience. Robotic aliens would just be programmed to take over and that's it."
Y/BF/N seemed against the idea as he played with his camera. "Yeah, but if they were robotic, all we'd have to do is launch a missile at them and they'd explode. You can break metal. It's harder to break organic matter."
I stifled a laugh. "You've given this much thought, I see."
He gave me a knowing look. "You telling me you don't think aliens exist?"
I stopped tiptoeing and stood still as I looked down at him with humoured eyes. "You know I know aliens exist."
He waved his hand like that was enough reasoning. "There you go then!"
I laughed, wondering how he thought of this stuff, then continued to balance as I walked down the bleachers. Probably the wrong choice as when I heard a voice call me, I looked up, saw it was Wanda, then proceeded to miss a step and fall onto my arse.
"Oh God, Y/N, are you okay?" she asked, moving forward to help me.
My face heated up as Y/BF/N laughed his arse off beside me. I accepted Wanda's hand and let her pull me up, before letting go immediately when I could handle it myself. Her presence always made me nervous, but this was just terrible.
"Yeah, I'm good," I said, glancing at her and freezing at her piercing gaze and suppressed smile.
"You sure?" she asked, glancing at Y/BF/N, before trying to hide her own laughter.
Fuck me, why was I such a mess whenever she was around?
"Very sure," I said, though my back began to ache from where I hit it. "What's up, anyway?"
Y/BF/N finally shut up, to my relief, and Wanda minimised her laughter before scratching her head.
"I'm waiting for practice to end so I can take Pietro home," she said, nodding to the field. "I saw you both sat here and thought I'd say hi. Are you guys watching practice?"
"Not really," I answered, before tilting my head to Y/BF/N. "We're just waiting for it to end so Y/BF/N can film for his project."
"Ooh, that sounds interesting," she said, intrigued and looking to him now. "What's that about?"
As he caught her up on it, I found myself checking Wanda out without realising. She was animated as she listened to Y/BF/N talk about his assignment, eyes giving him all of her attention, and a permanent smile was fixed on her lips as she listened to him. Though it wasn't directed at me, I felt butterflies swirling a storm in my stomach and clutched it, hoping they'd go away. I loved and hated the feeling all at once.
Breaking me from my reverie, a football flew past all three of us and hit the bleachers, startling us all. We looked in the direction it came from and saw the football team looking back at us, some laughing and some disgruntled. Two players ran towards us and when they got close enough, I made them out as Pietro and Nate.
Nate was laughing as he looked between us all, before his gaze fell on me. "It's Y/N, right? I feel like I'm always throwing that thing at you. Sorry about that."
But his constant laughing and lack of guilt refuted his words. I merely clenched my jaw and narrowed my eyes his way, not that he seemed to care nor notice. I was a mere fly in a world that revolved around him. He'd never notice.
"Babe, I'm sorry, I didn't even know you were over here," he added, looking to Wanda. "You okay?"
Wanda crossed her arms and seemed frustrated. "I'm fine, Nate. Just get your ball."
He shrugged and grabbed his ball. Before leaving, he pressed a kiss to Wanda's cheek which made me wince, but she made no attempt in enjoying it. He didn't seem to care as he took off running back to his team. Pietro smiled apologetically at the three of us.
"I'm sorry," he said genuinely. "He can be such a dick sometimes."
That was the understatement of the century.
With that, he turned and ran back to his team to finish up. Wanda sighed, running a hand through her hair, as Y/BF/N and I exchanged glances.
"I should get the car running," she said awkwardly, pointing a thumb over her shoulder and towards the car park. "Good luck with your assignment, Y/BF/N. And I'll see you tomorrow, Y/N."
Waving goodbye with an awkward smile, I watched her leave and wondered the same thing I always did whenever Nate decided to make an appearance in my life.
How could she be dating such a dick?
Apart from the birthday party I didn't go to, I'd never been invited (or had a reason to go) to Wanda's house. I'd seen it, rode my bike past it, but never actually been in it. So, when she invited me to her place to work on a project we'd been assigned in class, I was unsure how to feel. She was adamant though and I had no reason to say no, so the only thing left to do was say yes. Even when she offered to drive me there after school.
"This is your car?" I asked with disbelief.
I knew absolutely nothing about cars, but I wasn't blind. Hers was a gorgeous deep red colour with a convertible roof that was currently lowered so anyone in it would feel the sun on their back and wind in their hair.
"Yeah, you like it?" she asked as she got into the driver's seat.
I gulped and sat in the passenger's seat, throwing my backpack at my feet. "It's so nice. You sure you don't mind me drinking in this?"
I had a Pepsi bottle in my hand and was deathly afraid of opening it now in case I spilt it and the cleaning bill would be more than I made in a year at the pizza parlour.
She laughed, already pulling out of the car park. "Of course. Don't be silly."
I glanced in her direction, trying not to get distracted by how good she looked in the driver's seat. She was wearing a red leather jacket, funnily enough, matching the exterior of her car, and she had dark eyeliner around her eyes, accentuating the shape and colour of them and leaving me speechless whenever she looked my way.
"There's CDs in the glove compartment," she was saying as she focused on the road. "Or you can mess around with the radio. It's up to you."
"CDs?" I asked, it piquing my interest. I reached into the glove compartment, adding, "What is this, the 2000s?"
She rolled her eyes playfully, accepting my teasing, as I flicked through the small stack of albums.
"I don't know, I guess I just like having the physical version," she said with a shrug. "It's kind of like a collection."
I chuckled at her need to explain herself, watching the way she rubbed her neck nervously, smiling with embarrassment. Looking back to the albums, a particular one grabbed my attention and I plucked it out with raised brows.
"Oh my God, you like Paramore?" I asked, looking to her with surprise. "Now it's definitely the 2000s."
Her cheeks flushed as she grew flustered. I nudged her in the side gently, getting her attention briefly.
"I'm kidding," I reassured, tilting my head her way playfully. "I actually love Paramore. They're my favourite band."
"Really?" she asked with surprise as I put the CD in her car. I hummed in response, to which she continued, "Have you ever seen them live?"
As For a Pessimist, I'm Pretty Optimistic played quietly in the background, I nodded my head. "Yeah, once. It was a few years ago, but the tickets were shitty and I could just about make them out on stage in the distance."
Wanda laughed, the sound making my heart skip a beat. "No, that's so sad!"
I chuckled in agreement. "Yeah. It was, but oh well. They have a tour coming up this summer, right? Maybe I can get better tickets this time 'round... what about you? Have you ever seen them live?"
She hummed, making a turn at some traffic lights and chewing her lower lip as she focused on doing so. It was definitely the wrong time, but I found myself admiring how attractive it was, especially when her jaw tensed and her defined jawline was on display.
"Yeah, I saw them a few times," she finally responded, pulling me from my stupor. "Some really good seats, some really shitty ones." She giggled at the end, making me smile. "Maybe we could go to that concert in the summer. If you're up for it?"
This seemed like one of those times where you made plans with a friend that you knew would never happen, so to not cause an awkwardness in the conversation, I nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, maybe."
She glanced at me and I mirrored her smile, the flash of excitement in her eyes knocking me breathless.
When we reached her house, I was awestruck at how big it was from the inside. I mean, it looked huge from the outside, but the inside was even better. Her family were rich, I knew that, but this was some other level of rich.
"Here, c'mon, I'll get you a drink, then we can go into the dining room to start," Wanda said, failing to recognise my amazement and instead leading me to the kitchen. "We have tropical juice, apple juice, water, Sprite, Cola... which d'you want?"
I settled at the island, taking a seat and subtly admiring her kitchen. "Er, apple juice is fine with me."
She smiled brightly before pouring me a glass, whilst pouring herself some Sprite. Standing opposite me, we both took a moment to have a drink, but didn't get chance to exchange words as her mum entered the room and noticed me instantly.
"Y/N, it's so lovely to see you again!" she said kindly, patting me on the shoulder before heading to the fridge. "You girls hanging out? Studying?"
"We have a project," Wanda filled in as I nodded in agreement. "We alright to claim the dining room?"
After grabbing some water from the fridge, Wanda's mum pressed a kiss to her daughter's cheek. "Sure thing, sweetie. If you need anything, just let me know." Smiling once more at me, she said, "It's good to see you, Y/N."
"You too," I said with a friendly smile before she left.
"Come on," Wanda said, motioning for me to follow. "We have tons to do."
The next hour and a half was spent with Wanda and I planning out our project, our work sprawled along the dining table messily. We were making progress, until she got a call suddenly. It seemed serious as she gave me an apologetic glance and excused herself. I let her go and leaned back in my seat, wondering what I could do as I waited for her to return. That thought was resolved quite quickly when Pietro popped his head in the doorway and spotted me.
"Y/N! What an honour to welcome you to our humble abode," he exclaimed, entering the room fully. "What brings you here?"
Pietro's presence always brought an amused smile to my lips. "Wanda and I are working on a Chemistry project. She's just nipped out for a phone call."
He tutted dramatically, crossing his arms. "Well, well, well. We can't have that! Wanda needs to learn to entertain her guests. C'mon. I was about to head to the gaming room and could use the company."
I was visibly surprised. "You have a gaming room? Dude, that's awesome!"
He laughed. "C'mon."
Joining Pietro, the two of us headed to this so-called gaming room and I was not disappointed. There was a huge TV with a PlayStation and Nintendo Switch connected to it, a snooker table, a foosball table, a dart board, some old arcade games – it was amazing, any gamer's biggest dream.
"What you feeling, princess?" he said with that flirtatious smile of his.
I rolled my eyes playfully. He was being overtly flirty, more so than his sister was – was it a Maximoff personality trait or something? – and I wasn't sure whether he meant it or was just being his usual self.
"Are you flirting?" I deadpanned, tilting my head curiously. "I can't tell."
He pocketed his hands, swinging back on the heels of his feet. "That depends. Is it working?"
Despite my lack of interest in him like that, I felt my face heat up at the attention. "Pietro, I must tell you that any moves you attempt to make kind of won't work."
"And why's that?" he asked, sitting on the edge of the snooker table with a cheeky smile on his lips. "Am I not your type?"
"Unless you change into a girl, then no," I played along, making him flush with embarrassment. "Hate to break it to you, but I'm gay."
"Okay, I guess that makes sense," he mumbled to himself, before sighing and meeting my eyes. "We can still be friends, right? Or is that forbidden since you're already friends with my sister?"
I laughed and approached him. "Friends works. I don't think Wanda will care. I certainly don't."
He grinned. "Awesome! Well, d'you wanna play a round of foosball?"
"Sure," I said with an amused expression. "Bet I can kick your arse."
He pushed himself off the table and feigned surprise. "Oh? Game on, Y/L/N."
I didn't realise how long Wanda had been on the phone until I managed to get through three rounds of foosball and was in the middle of a snooker game with Pietro.
"You may have beat me at foosball, but you're terrible at this," he pointed out with stifled laughter.
I'd missed my third shot and it was more funny than it was embarrassing.
"Your talking distracts me," I said dismissively, before lining up the next shot with my cue.
He watched as I tried to take my shot before sighing loudly. I glanced at him with a quirked brow.
"You have a thought you'd like to share?" I asked playfully.
He hesitated, moving forward to correct my posture. "Look, if you just aim it like this–"
"Don't even think about it, Romeo," I said jokingly, standing up straight and pushing him away gently. "I know what you're thinking."
He laughed. "What? I was just going to help you aim!"
I gave him a knowing look. "So holding me close is just a bonus?"
"Fine, take your shot without my help and see what happens," he said dismissively, waving his hand.
"I'll do just that," I said with confidence, before bending down and taking my shot. The ball hit the other and neither were pocketed, which was an achievement as I'd got the cue ball in several times before, but still pretty shit as I didn't score any points.
Pietro smiled with satisfaction, leaning on his cue. "You happy with that?"
I held in a laugh as I looked to him. "Shut up."
He chuckled before bumping me out the way. "Now for the professional."
Bending down to take his shot, he pulled back his cue before hitting the balls. They rolled around on the table and one ball was about to go in, but I quickly grabbed it before he could get the point.
"Y/N!" he shouted between laughter. "That's cheating!"
"Technically we didn't establish rules," I pointed out, before moving backwards as he tried to grab it from my hand. "What do you say to calling it a draw and playing something else?"
"I say that's a childish way to admit you've lost," he responded, before moving forward quickly. I dodged his attempt and he pursed his lips. "Y/N."
"Pietro."
He smirked. "Seriously?"
I grinned.
He tried to grab it again and ended up chasing me around the room as I avoided giving in. Taking the piss out of Y/BF/N enough times had prepared me for moments like this, so I was able to avoid Pietro long enough to run into whoever walked through the door.
"Shit, Wanda, I'm sorry," I said between laughter, steadying both me and her.
She smiled with confusion, about to speak, but Pietro caught up to me and lifted me up, throwing me onto the couch before I could protest.
"No more cheating," he said sternly, as I lifted my head from the pile of cushions on the couch to look up at him.
"You're an arse," I said, pushing myself up off the couch.
"And you're a sore loser!"
We had a mini staring competition before the two of erupted into laughter.
"You're not half bad, Pietro," I complimented as he helped me up.
"Thank you, princess," he said, the flirtatious smile on his lips again.
I shoved him in the shoulder playfully before looking to Wanda, who was chewing on her lip as she looked between Pietro and I with an unreadable expression.
"So, what prompted you to leave Y/N alone for an hour?" Pietro asked, wrapping an arm around my shoulder, making me shove him away. He grinned at me before looking to Wanda.
"Nate called," Wanda responded carefully, arms crossed as she continued to look between us. God, I hoped she didn't think Pietro and I liked each other. That would be embarrassing.
Pietro scoffed from beside me, making Wanda sigh with annoyance.
"Don't start, Piet," she said and gave him a look which he seemed to understand.
By the sounds of it, Pietro didn't seem to like Wanda's dick of a boyfriend either. That was strange since wasn't impressing the brother the first part of being in a relationship with someone? And they were on the same football team, so I figured he'd at least tolerate him.
"Are we alright to get back to studying?" Wanda asked, directing her stare to me. The annoyance she held for Pietro was still present in her eyes and I suddenly felt nervous when she looked my way.
"Yeah, of course," I said, before giving Pietro a half-smile. "Rematch at snooker next time. Sound good?"
"Try to keep the balls on the table and we'll see," he teased, before nodding to Wanda. "You should get back to your project before Wanda kills us both with her deadly glare."
I smiled awkwardly, looking back to Wanda as she was indeed glaring at her brother. Clearly there was some sibling rivalry going on here, and I definitely didn't want to get in the middle of it, so I headed to Wanda, signalling I was ready to leave.
The two of us headed back to the dining room in an uncomfortable silence. I felt like I'd done something wrong and she was giving me the silent treatment which was strange. Then I figured it was probably something with Nate that made her annoyed, so didn't question it too much.
We sat back down and I looked at what we'd done so far to try and pick up where we left off, but then she spoke out of the blue, taking me by surprise.
"Do you like my brother?"
It was so abrupt that I took a moment to acknowledge it, blinking. "What?"
"Pietro," she clarified, saying it with such dismissiveness like it wasn't a big deal. Her attention was on the books before us as she continued, "Do you like him?"
I tried not to laugh as I shook my head. "No, Wanda. I mean, don't get me wrong, he's a great guy. But yeah, no, I don't like him like that."
She chewed her lip, nodding, but I swear I saw a hint of a smile on her lips. I hoped it wasn't the thought of Pietro and I that made her annoyed. I wasn't that bad, was I? I know she cared about her brother and was probably overprotective, but me being his girlfriend couldn't have been that bad, right?
We got back to work in no time, getting a lot done. I didn't realise how late it was getting until Wanda's mum poked her head in, asking if I wanted to stay for dinner.
"Dinner?" I asked, eyebrows raising with surprise. I checked my watch and realised how long I'd been here. "Damn, maybe I should head back."
"Nonsense, you must stay," her mum insisted. "Y/M/N won't mind. A daughter of hers is a daughter of mine."
"You can even sleepover if you want," Wanda offered, and I almost choked on my own spit. "It's getting pretty late."
I shook my head, forcing a small smile so they wouldn't get offended. "Honestly, it's fine. I can head back."
"Please?" Wanda asked with a hopeful expression. "It's the least I can do. I kinda wasted your time for an hour earlier..."
"I should ask my mum," I said, chewing on the inside of my mouth.
"Oh, I'll ring and let her know," Wanda's mum said breezily, before looking to Wanda. "D'you think you can clear your things up? Your brother is gonna set the table."
"Sure, mum." Wanda smiled her way as she left, before looking to me. "I've got clothes and a spare toothbrush you can use tonight."
I smiled awkwardly, nodding. Sleeping over at my crush's house wasn't how I thought I'd be spending my Wednesday evening, yet here we were.
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ninjaslegos · 3 years
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hey hey,, sorry for asking for another kai x reader so soon, but could i get a oneshot where the reader hasn't slept for a few days and kai is trying to get them to go to sleep (i'm currently dealing with. major insomnia lately so uhhh 👉👈)
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:0 can you please please sign all your requests with guitar? You are now Guitar Anon and I will remember you for ever ❤️
Also, you don't have to apologize for asking for Kai requests! I write these to make people happy, and if it makes you happy, then I'm doing my job!
Head Next to Mine
Where Kai finds the best way to get you to sleep is to sleep next to you.
"...(Y/N)?" Kai rubs his eyes, staring at you as you rummage through the fridge for something to eat. Preferably something fruity. You know Cole told you not to touch his raspberries, but they looked pretty temping right about now...
"Huh? What's up?"
"You are, apparently. Did you sleep early, or something?" He comes up behind you and gives you a hug, laying his head on your shoulder and pressing his lips against your neck.
"No, I just couldn't sleep." You nuzzle your cheek against his forehead, then continue scanning the fridge. Reluctantly ignoring the raspberries, you go for the half watermelon that Zane bought this morning. It looked crisp and the abundance of juice would mean you didn't have to get something to drink.
"Yeah, but like, your eyes are all dark from not sleeping. How long has this been going on?" He asks. The slight whimper in his voice tells you how much he worries for you.
"Just two days. I'll be fine tomorrow." You cut yourself a wedge of the melon and snacked on it, listening to the satisfying crunch of the sweet fruit. It was seedless too, so you didn't have to worry about eating around them. "Want any?"
He shakes his head, "no. You must be tired, or just really hungry right now. Let's go to bed after, okay? I'm scared of you just passing out suddenly from exhausting yourself. Why didn't you sleep last night?"
"I know I should be tired but...I'm just not." You frown. "It's...I have insomnia." You admit. Usually you didn't have trouble with it, as you took strawberry-flavored gummies to help you sleep, but last night you forgot to take it since you were working hard on your latest big project, and ended up pulling an all-nighter. You promised today to take it, but it went missing, so you haven't had any. You hoped it would turn up, but you ordered more just in case.
"Can't you just take melanin, or something?" Kai asks.
"Muh...melanin? Do you mean melatonin? Melanin is about how dark your skin is, melatonin is the sleep chemical." You snort, then start to giggle at him. "Yes, I do take it, but I can't find them anywhere. It's a bottle about this big," you hold out your hands to show him, "and they're strawberry flavored. I take two every night, but since I don't have them, I probably won't get to sleep tonight. My body is tired, but my brain is so active and-"
Kai cuts you off with a revelation. "You know, I think Lloyd said he found 'really delicious gummies' in your room while you were doing the laundry before dinner. He had a...whole bottle...of them..." he trails off.
True, he shouldn't have taken them without asking, much less gone snooping in your room, but the thought of him being practically dead for the next 24 or so hours made the two of you start laughing really hard. "Aw man, he's...he's not waking up for a while, I don't think even Zane's loudest alarms could get him to open his eyes. I still had two weeks' worth of that stuff!"
"Y'know, I think the same thing happened to Cole. Lloyd kept stealing his strawberry hard candies, so one day he replaced them with cinnamon candies, and his mouth was almost on fire!" The two of you laugh even harder at the whole ordeal.
"If the guy wants some strawberry candy, can't he just get some of his own?"
"Yeah, I don't know why he's so obsessed with strawberry lately..." Kai shrugs, "but this is all pretty funny."
"Well, that's karma for stealing from other people." You finish up your watermelon while the two of you calm down.
He yawns, "are you still not tired?"
"No," you shake your head, "all that laughing actually made me more awake..."
"Ugh," he groans, putting his head on the table. "I want to go to sleep, but I don't want to go without you." He whines, standing up and walking over to you. "We're going to figure this out. Uhhh, let's see, does drinking warm milk help?"
"Ew," you scrunched up your nose at the thought. "Hot chocolate with milk is fine, but not plain milk..."
He sighs, picking you up, "well, Nya used to fall asleep when I read to her, so maybe that would help you?"
You shrug in his arms, "maybe?"
He lays you down in his bed first, then crawls on top of you, laying his head on your chest while you play with his hair. "I don't have any books, so I'm gonna make up a story." You nod, and he starts, "okay, once upon a time, or something, there was a ninja-"
"You." You chuckled, and he pouted.
"It's not me! Let me finish!" He kicks his feet a little, then relaxes. "Anyway, the ninja was all super powerful and brave, and no one could beat him!" He hesitates, "uhh, I don't know where I'm going with this..." His hands are above his head, right next to your cheeks, so he just cups your face and strokes it with his thumbs. "He fell in love with the most perfect, sweetest, cutest person ever, and he wanted to marry them. He got worried though when they wouldn't go to sleep. In his very hot and very handsome voice, he asked them why they couldn't sleep, and the cute person he loved said that a witch cursed them to never sleep ever, like a reverse sleeping beauty."
You smile, enjoying his story. No, it wasn't going to put you to sleep any time soon, but it was endearing.
"So he promises that he was going to find an antidote to the curse. The first step was to find the magical cow at the top of a mountain, whose milk could put anyone to sleep for a whole 8 hours. Since he was strong and brave, he was done instantly. The next ingredient was a magical reed that when you blow on it, it makes really sleepy music. He got that too, and the last step was..." he stops to think for a bit.
"I think this story is putting you to sleep more than me." You chuckle, and he sighs.
"I'm trying." You can hear the exhaustion in his voice, he's trying so hard to help you, so you let him finish. "the last step was to get a kiss from the person you love most, but even thought he was super brave, he was shy to ask the person, because he loved them a lot and didn't want to mess up. Luckily he was irresistible, and they kissed him, like, a million times." He yawns, "so he makes the antidote, and gives it to them, and they thank him with more kisses. They get married and they fall asleep together every night now." He blinks slowly, trying to stay awake for you.
"You forgot 'the end'." You whisper to him, kissing the top of his head.
He huffs tiredly and mumbles, "the end."
"I love you, Kai. Thank you."
"I love you more, so much more." He yawns. He's out like a light.
No, you weren't ready to fall asleep, but laying down in bed, tangled with the man who loved you most, was all you could ask for in this moment.
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p-antomime · 2 years
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OKAY SINCE U ASKED FOR THE ANGST PART HEHEHEHE 😈😈😈😈 let's say that haru always visits her everytime he had time. haru would be so attentive to her and began to be close to her. but then that time sanzu joined toman, like they've been spending time with each other since then. haru began to visit her less since he's been busy with toman stuff. reader is kinda worried since haru didn't told her abt him joining gangs, so she's sad and starts to think that haru is now distancing himself to her. but in reality is, he's just busy. DURING THAT TIME ALSO, her parents are very into the idea of her studying abroad (university). she's excited about the idea but also sad since she has to close her bakery and she haven't seen haru for weeks/months now. i'm out of ideas atp.... LMAOOOO BUT FAST FORWARD TO TENJIKU ARC, reader is finally accepting the idea to study abroad... (haru didn't even visit her cuz he's been conscious about himself anf his behavior. he's afraid that she'll judge her and he would burden her.) after he killed mucho, he decided to visit her FINALLY ... but he's suprised that the bakery isn't there anymore and was replaced with another store. y'know what's sad? it's the fact that he didn't even got to tell her what's the reason why he became so distant and the reason behind his scars :// ... so he just left .. alone and sad abt the fact that u left. otw he saw a bakery and his fave bread and he bought it. oh and he also cried at the fact that the bread isn't as good as your bread and he probably won't get the chance to taste it, meet you again, and thank you for being so nice to him when he was young. :(((
bitch. i dunno why i wanted to read your ask today... like, i'm already destroyed, but you have finished burying my dead body that wakui killed...
and you talking about mucho's death right after those spoilers of chapter 241, i don't think i'll be able to live after reading your ask and remember everything that haruchiyo went through, omfg
y'know... i had a whole answer for your ask, because i was able to read a part of it on the way to my college, but i hadn't finished the whole thing and, now that i did... i deleted my answer and it had like almost 5 paragraphs because i want everyone to suffer with me and cry the hell out of their bodies right now.
anon you're so so so mean, I'll only forgive you when you present me with something else cute with haruchiyo...
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mallowstep · 2 years
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Do feather and Tawney still hate each other in the human AU?
ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
it's complicated
originally they were going to but then i kept writing shit and it turns out that when you keep writing for characters they take on their own dynamic.
they have a...terse relationship, at best, but admittedly, so do their cat versions. well okay. so. yeah. i'm not going to draw terribly many comparisons that's just going to get confusing but i've been working on something from tawny's pov that...so the great journey isn't replicated but there are...
feathertail has her arc during a month in high school.
tawnypelt has hers later, when she and bramblepaw stay with misty & co. for a month at the end of...bramble and storm's senior year. don't think tawny graduates w/ them.
and that's what leads to tawnypelt, feathertail, and mothkit playing a game of candyland.
feathertail and tawnypelt don't hate each other, not really. part of it is that tawnypelt isn't responsible for nearly as much harm to feathertail. she does do some -- starting from when she's fourteen or so, tigerstar has her "discipline" featherpaw. but that's significantly less serious.
tawnypelt is a little jealous of feathertail. which i know might sound odd, and she certaily...doesn't feel great about feeling jealous, but she does. because she looks at feathertail and feels like...feathertail's harm got acknowledged and validated and she's surrounded by people and she doesn't seem to be nearly as insecure.
like, there's a part of tawnypelt that starts to go, "why didn't anyone care nearly as much about how i was hurt?"
it's not that she doesn't get the difference in order of magnitude, it's that as she starts to redevelop her baseline for normal, she starts to think about how at thirteen she was afraid her father would marry her to an adult, and she doesn't feel like that was ever addressed.
like, specifically, she feels like feathertail and mistyfoot got closure via the legal system, and she didn't. and there's a reason why: she is talking about implications and fears and nothing concrete, nothing you can prosecute for, and there's so much other stuff that can, that no, they're not going to go after that. they don't need to. they can't, really.
what's a girl to do.
so she has a lot of complicated feelings where it's not really feathertail's fault but feathertail represents the visible harm that tawnypelt doesn't have.
feathertail, for her part, has the very understandable feeling of: (a) you might not have physically hurt me until we were fourteen, but you still hurt me in a lot of other ways, and even though this wasn't your responsibility, it still really hurts that you didn't help me, & (b) your magnitude of hurt is so much less than mine
(understandable, not right. it's not about the magnitude, but.)
so. like. she doesn't know how to feel about tawnypelt. whether or not tawnypelt wanted it, she was an agent of hurt. tigerstar constantly compared them. the clothes featherpaw wore were clothes tawnypaw brought with her from goldenflower that tigerstar deemed improper. if tigerstar didn't have a good reason to punish her, he'd just spew something about being bad for tawnypaw. and tawnypaw bought into it.
there's...it's going to publish today probably, unless i shuffle my queue again, but there's a scene where tawnypaw is thinking about her first period and she's looking at featherpaw and laughing because she's like, "the only reason i can hide this is because i'm wearing enough clothing that if things go wrong it's not the end of the world," and then her next thought is "y'know if featherpaw thinks i'm laughing at her i'm fine with that."
so not only has tawnypelt hurt feathertail, but she's also denying it.
(part of this is definitely because the memories that stand out most sharply to tawnypelt are the ones that were the most physically painful. she'll never forget the beating she got when tigerstar found out she was hiding her period. but she doesn't realize the emotional harm that was done to her until she's older.
feathertail, on the other hand, had a lot of painful experiences. so what if tawnypelt hit her a few times? and yeah, she was also emotionally abused. tigerstar was pretty open about her life having No Value. but she did have mistyfoot. she had one person she trusted and who loved her. and she feels like tawnypelt is saying ah well see that makes it better than what i went through.
that's not what tawnypelt is saying, but.)
(tawnypelt actually isn't really thinking about mistyfoot because mistyfoot is this very intense figure in her mind. mistyfoot is what she was afraid of happening to her. i was writing the thing where tawnypelt and bramble are staying w them, and i was working on a bit where mistyfoot and tawnypelt have a conversation, and it made me want to write more -- i dunno. i just want. like. i want tawnypelt to struggle with the idea that mistyfoot could legitimately be a comfort to someone. as strange as that might sound.)
so...
they don't hate each other. but that doesn't mean they like each other. and just like the cat version, they can coexist and just quietly seethe at one anotehr.
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wychive · 3 years
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𝙮𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬 — 𝙝. 𝙝𝙟
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fic type // letter fic - 2.0k words
summary // hyunjin finds his pile of hidden letters for you and he decided to write one last time
pairing(s) // hyunjin x fem!reader, hyunjin x oc
genre(s) // PG16 & angst
warning(s) // mentions of food, cussing
author's note // hello hello the second part of unspoken words is here <3 im sorry you all had to wait such a long time! but here is hyunjin’s pov from the first part which is y/n’s pov. please listen to coldplay’s yellow while reading as it was the inspiration for this! this is slightly crappier than the first but its okay :’) i hope you all enjoy this! thank you for reading muah muah
general taglist // @omigogames, @crvgio, @luthenia
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[20/03/14, 10:30pm]
hey y/n/n,
im writing these to let out some things i've been holding in,, some of them i cant say in front of you because im so scared of what will happen, to you and more importantly to us. i'll write another one soon, goodbye.
- your jinnie
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[19/04/14, 03:00am]
hi hello dumb dumb,
your smile was gorgeous, as always. i just wanted to say that because you seem like you've been in the dumps lately. i hope everything is okay at home. i'm glad we video called today, you seemed so alone. if i were you, I'd say thank you, haha,, i'm bringing you something tomorrow. i hope you like it since you always liked these sweets. i'm bringing some for our new friend too! i'll see you tomorrow, princess.
- your prince hyunjin
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[19/05/15, 12:30am]
hi lovergirl :)
i hope you have a really good birthday, i can't wait to see you and yeon. were gonna have so much fun at the beach, with the sand in our feet and the salty wind from the sea. i'm bringing my disposable camera tomorrow and i hope we'll use it well. other than that, i hope to see you happy for the rest of our lives. promise me to stay strong? thats my best girl! thank you for being here since the start, i can't imagine how life would be without you. i love you so much, lovely.
- your lil berry jin
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[09/06/15, 08:39pm]
hey y/n/n,
i hope you're doing well there at home. you're probably dying of hotness and boredness without me hehe,, but i'm sorry, it's called a family trip for a reason. germany is so pretty and it's wow… you would love it so much. maybe i'll take you here one day, just the two of us :) i mean, yeon can come too if she likes, it's no biggie. but,,, you, yknow? for old times sake. by the way, do you know why yeon keeps calling me? she says it's because she's bored but i'm not sure if i quite understand,,, as you're bored too. why don't you both be bored together? the trio will get back in the fall don't worry about it but for now you guys be lonely together :>
- your puppy, hyunjin
[15/06/15, 2:19pm]
hey y/n/n,
i bought you some local snacks. i can't wait to see you again. i love you, dork.
- your hyunnie
[30/06/15, 3:00am]
y/n,
i'm glad to see you still being.. you even after we stopped talking regularly. yeonnie tells me you've been trying to interact with others at your school? i'm so happy for you but don't forget me loser hehe. i'll see you soon, hopefully, alright?
- your dandelion, hyunjin
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[18/07/15, 2:15am]
yo y/n/n,
i hope you're doing okay. i think i have feelings for yeon but i'm not sure,,, i just get butterflies when i'm around her and i think she has it too. what do you think? maybe i can confess to her soon? idk why i can't tell you this, directly i mean. am i scared? i don't know. im sorry we talk less than we already do. i really am. maybe i'll text you later, who knows. i'll see you soon.
- your starlight, hyunjin
[25/07/15, 5:00pm]
hi,
it's been a while. i guess you heard that yeonbin and i got together a few days ago. i dont know why i'm writing a fake letter to you when we don't talk anymore but i hope you're not too surprised over it. she's so incredible, y/n. she makes me so so happy, i don't even know how she does it,, and her little dimples. god, i may have just met the love of my life. she radiates such a blue-ish colour. i see a little bit of you in her everytime she smiles though, is that weird? no- i don't know-,, i think you'll say 'i think you're in love with me instead of her' and you'll put on a smirk. dumbass. well, i'll figure it out soon. see you around.
- hyunnie
[25/05/15, 04:30am]
y/n/n,
i think i still love you.
- your angel, hyunjin
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[20/??/15, ??:??]
im sorry
y/n i'm so so sorry that she did that to you. i had no idea she was this cruel. i told her that y'know maybe i still love you. keyword maybe. she freaked out. this is all my fault. y/n im so sorry please forgive me, she went through my stuff without asking. i don't know what has gotten into her lately. please, please, forgive me. oh how i could just hug you right now if i weren't so selfish. again, i'm so so sorry.
- hyunjin
[15/12/15, 5:00am]
hello
i miss when we used to stay up and stare at the stars while they shine for us. i miss your stupid questions whenever everything was quiet. i miss the way you would kiss my forehead when everything was going numb. i miss you, so so much. please, come back. i don't care if you would be my best friend, please, just be in my life again.
- the one missing you
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[01/01/20, 12:00am]
hey, you
happy new years! its been a while, hasn't it? i hope you're doing okay. i am, too, fortunately.
im writing you for the last time to tell you something i should have,, many many years ago.
i love you, sweet moonlight. i'm sorry i didn't say it sooner. i wish i did, i wish i was the one holding you through the night. i wish i was the one who makes you smile every day. i wish i was the one who made you breakfast in bed on our anniversaries. i wish, i wish, i wish i was yours, y/n. i don't know why i'm releasing so late that i should've asked you out after that failed attempt. im sorry, y/n, that i made your life such a burden. i'm so sorry that i loved you so much that i let you go too early. i'm so so sorry.
i would go back to you if you'd let me. i would be your best friend again if it made you happy. i would be your boyfriend if we fell in love. i would turn back time if i could, to go back to when i confessed to yeonbin. it should've been you, y/n. it was always you. please, i want to feel your touch and your soothing voice. come back to me, because i would go back to you. i love you, i love you, i love you.
i miss your smile that gives off yellow. i miss the yellow flowers you used to give my sister when she was down. i miss the yellow hat you used to use all the time. you're my favourite colour, y/n. you're my yellow.
- the one that made a mistake, hwang hyunjin.
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deliverydefresas · 3 years
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moving step by step (together)
second and last thing i posted on wp that i haven't posted here ((i think)) feel free to ignore if you've read this on wattpad already, as i'm just posting it in case i need to refer to it later.
(not proofread. it never is)
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prompt(?): domestic!simbar deciding to move in together (toanothercountry)
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When her day began, she didn't imagine it'd end up the way it did. In fact, to Ámbar the day felt like an endless nightmare.
Between her washing machine breaking, one of her kitchen cloths accidentally catching on fire when she was making her breakfast, her car not starting and thus being late to her first class, forgetting an important paper at home and losing 1/5 of her grade for one of the toughest classes in her semester; Ámbar just wanted to call it a day and forget she even had to endure it.
"The professor told me he'd let me turn it the paper, as long as I added 10,000 words more; and hear this: he won't give me the 20% of the grade, but a 15%, tops." She still needed to get her laundry done, so she'd opted to come by Simón's loft (and Nico and Pedro's too) when her classes had ended. While she waited for it to be done, she'd grabbed a glass of wine while venting her boyfriend's ears off. "So now I need to find something to write about that's worth 1000 words of coherency, otherwise I'll be lucky to even have a 10%. And God knows I need it."
Simón kissed her head sympathetically, adjusting her head - previously leaning on his shoulder- a little bit closer to his neck. "You will, little gem. You're the smartest one in your class, I'm sure you'll find something and, it's penultimate semester, you can do it."
She groaned, "I wish it were as easy as that." He kissed her cheek this time, and she snuggled into him a bit more, needing his support to make her feel less stressed. "Enough of me, how was your day?"
He chuckled, "not as interesting as yours, I'm afraid. Did a little songwriting, had a video-call with a magazine, changed my sheets..." he winked at her, making her laugh.
"Aw, do you want me to give you a gold start? Maybe I should call your mom, tell her her little boy is a nice young man who makes his own bed." Simón leaned in to bite her cheek, causing her to and almost spill her wine all over the couch, and to prevent this, the red liquid ended up on her shirt. Technically, it was one of his, since today's clothes had been thrown in the washer with the rest of the laundry, but still, spilling wine on her clothes wasn't nice. "Simón!" she scoffed him, which only made him laugh at her. He told her to grab another of his old shirts, while he refilled her glass.
She stood up then, cursing him all the way to his room to grab one of the 'pajama' shirts he kept in his top drawer. Ámbar heard him call to her once she had put it on; "hey, is tacos okay with you for dinner? Or do you want me to order you something else?"
"What are the guys having?" she questioned, to prepare herself in case the others ordered less than what their stomachs wanted to eat, and later lead them to steal her food.
"Pedro's staying at Delfi's and Nico is out with his fling, so nothing." Simón answered her, entering his room with his cellphone at hand.
"Then the usual." She told him simply, her boyfriend nodded. "Hey, can I use your laptop to check my e-mail? My phone died."
Simón nodded again. "Sure. Hello? I would like to order two pastor gringas..." he left the room again, not before pointing at his desk, where his laptop was sitting on. She quickly turned it on, taking it to the living room to wait for Simón to finish the call.
Her boyfriend was one of those people who didn't put a password on the device itself, but on the archives in it (which were mostly lyrics, tracks, and unreleased songs), so it didn't take long until she had the browser opened.
Ámbar tried to ignore whatever Simón had open in his last tab, but the images displayed caught her attention.
No, it wasn't porn, nor was it anything compromising. At least not in that way.
Her boyfriend had a Real Estate website open, showing apartments in sale. However, that wasn't what surprised her – he'd talked about finding his own place before-, but that all the options listed Mexico City as their location.
He'd never mentioned moving back to Mexico. They'd planned vacations to his hometown Cancún, sure, but somehow in all their talks about the future she'd had assumed their plans took place in Buenos Aires, close to her family instead of his. She could deal with him going on tour for weeks – she didn't bear months as well as she did weeks, and for this he always flew her in- but to live in two different countries? How was their relationship supposed to work in that scenario? Would it even work out? Sure, she was almost over with her degree, but-
"Little gem," her eyes snapped from the screen to where Simón was standing, by the kitchen's door, "I ordered you an almond horchata, is that okay?" she kept staring at him. "What? Is my laptop giving you problems? Your mail?"
She sighed. "No, I actually haven't opened my mail yet." He gave her a confused look.
"Then what's it? You've been staring at the screen for at least two minutes."
"When were you planning on telling me you're moving to Mexico?"
His mouth shut, his eyes showed surprise and an underlying regret. "Uh... soon?"
"So it's true, then? You're moving there?" Ámbar didn't want her voice to sound as hurt as it did, but she couldn't conceal it, either. After all, this was her boyfriend, the guy she was in love with, and who she'd loved for years now... to imagine him living so far away from her, it hurt her deeply.
To find out like this, instead of from his own mouth, was like salt to the wound. Her already shitty day was turning for the worse.
Simón sighed, his demeanor showing he was ashamed of it. "It's an option." He pursed his lips slightly, walking over to the couch, taking the device off her lap to turn her body towards him. "I was planning on talking to you about this sooner than later, I promise."
"When? When you had already bought it? Or when I had to say goodbye at the airport?" she couldn't help but dab at him, her temper was talking for her right then, "and what do you mean with 'it's an option'? You're looking for a place already, surely it's more than simple 'option'."
Simón let out a sigh, a sign he wasn't sure how to explain it to her, "I- have you noticed how most of our label meetings have been taking place in México?" She nodded, it was hard not to. The boys and him didn't really leave the city unless they absolutely had to, which could be summed up in three reasons: touring, vacations, and meetings. She'd always frown a little when those meetings took place, because she couldn't really understand why they had to leave when their label had offices in BsAs, but never really dared to ask Simón, afraid she'd come out as clingy for not wanting him to leave her for a couple days.
"I just assumed all the 'important' people chose to meet there instead of flying down here."
He scratched his nape. "It's a little bigger than that. Their HQ has always been up there, and their offices here have worked on a smaller scale for years; however, they've wanted all their more... 'recognizable' artists to be closer for a while now."
"So, they're making you move there?"
"Yes and no. They've been nagging us since the beginning to move to Mexico City, but it's only now we've – well, I've- considered it as an option."
"Why? Don't Pedro and Nico want, too?"
Simón grimaced. "They've already been considering it for a couple of years." Oh. Now that she thought about it, Delfina had hinted multiple times over the months 'the possibility' of working in another country. She'd always assumed she meant taking international jobs for a short period while Pedro was out on tour too, but now she guessed she'd meant for her to imagine that possibility, too.
It seemed like she'd assumed lots of things, and it stung to know she'd been in the dark far longer than everyone else. Even Delfi – who'd been dating Pedro a considerably less time than she'd been with Simón- knew of this before her.
Which made her ask him once again. "Why didn't you tell me sooner?"
"Because you're still in uni, little gem, and I didn't want to move somewhere else while you were here; I still don't. I had a plan, honestly; I was going to wait until you neared graduation to slowly get you used to the idea, and, well, I also wanted to wait in case we didn't work out." She pursed her lips as she was still mad, but knew he had a point. He always did.
"You could've talked to me sooner, though. We could've planned this way sooner, make it easier for both." Ámbar sighed out, trying to get her anger out with it.
"I know, I get it now, and I'm very sorry." He apologized sincerely, grabbing one of her hands to kiss it. "This in no way is me telling you I'm moving tomorrow and leaving you here, little gem, I'd never do that. Hell, I don't even think I could. It's just..."
"An option." She finished for him, sighing again. "I guess I- I don't know, maybe I could start looking at internships in CDMX? When- when would this take place anyway? And I have to talk to my mo-" her eyes widened, "God, my mom! What do I tell her if we go? She'll be all alone here!" Her voice sounded panicky even to her.
"Hey, it's okay, there's no hurry. We've already postponed this for years with the boys, another year or so won't change anything, in fact, we'll need all we can get to get papers and stuff in check. And your mom can always come with us if you're worried about her, no biggie." He told her, as if the three of them moving countries wasn't a big deal, or, y'know, extremely expensive.
"Do you seriously want my mom living with us, Simón?" she snapped at him, and immediately felt bad to do so. He was just trying to help her and then here she was, bitching on his offers. "Sorry, sorry. I'm just... overwhelmed, sorry." He shrugged it off.
"I was actually thinking of you two getting your own apartment but since you're oh so kindly offering to live together..." Her eyes widened once more, shocked. She hadn't realized she'd implied that. "... I guess we can either buy or rent one for ourselves and rent another for your mom."
"That's not what- I mean it's not necessary. An apartment for my mom and I would be okay if she even agrees to move."
Her boyfriend started pouting. "Are you saying you don't want to move in with me?"
"No, no, that's not what I mean-" she stopped talking once she saw a teasing grin on his face. "You're messing with me."
He shook his head, silently laughing as he reached out to sit her on his lap, hugging her waist tightly. "I'm not. I'm actually happy you asked me to move with you, so I don't have to when the time comes."
"I didn't ask you." She felt the need to point it out. "You just assumed I did."
"Because you assumed we'd live together. It's okay; if it were up to me I'd be living with you in a heartbeat, I've thought about it for a while."
She gulped. "You have?"
"Yeah, but since I'm living with two dudes and you're living with your mom... it just isn't viable." That got her thinking.
"Why haven't you gotten your own apartment yet? Any of you?"
Simón shrugged, leaning into their coffee table to grab their glasses. "Rent is cheaper when you divide into three, and all of us have been saving up to get our own pads for when we moved to CDMX."
"It was never a matter of 'if', was it? It was always a 'when' you moved." She already knew the answer, of course, so she didn't wait for him to answer. "What took you so long to do so? I'm sure you could've done so years ago, and now you're waiting for Delfi and I, I guess, but before? What held you back?"
He pondered it for a minute, didn't speak immediately. "Something always came up. At first, we didn't have enough money saved, then Nico's mom had an accident, Pedro wanting to stay until his little sister finished high school... then you. My guess is the universe was waiting for us to meet to let me leave the city." She couldn't help but laugh at this.
"You're such a corny guy."
"Only for you, little gem, only for you." Ámbar took a sip of her wine before snuggling closer to his chest, earning her a kiss on her hair. "So, are we doing this?"
She pushed the anxiety of the unknown to the back of her mind, she knew that if she overthought about it she'd find reasons not to. Instead, she took a deep breath, intoxicating herself with the smell of soap and lotion that lingered on her boyfriend all the time.
"Yeah," she sighed, "but we're doing this together."
"Together," he repeated, giving her hand another kiss. "I like the sound of that."
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oh, three? that's pretty young. he can talk? sorry, i don't know how babies work. that's sad. maybe try not taking their candy next time. it is?? wow. that sounds like a really cool name. either ash or asher works.
so do i. of course they aren't. you believe in magic too, huh? they don't exist. i'm sure of it. if we don't anything about other galaxies, how do you know they're real? uh huh.
question. do you prefer mr or ms? or mx? i need to know which one so i can mock you. :)
even strangers. once i saw this really cool person at hot topic with a pretty dress (i think?) or something. i still remember them. never had a stranger compliment me. do i? i always try to act like i have the biggest dick in town. don't think it's working very well.
maybe not. but you're still a good person.
no darling, i'm skilled. it's a talent. i lie about everything for no reason. i don't know why. i'm used to it, though. i think i'm very fake, i have about 30 different personalities
you're a hopeless romantic. no denying it, love. at least you're self aware. give me one movie that's good and sappy. i've never heard of one.
you should give me yours too, y'know. only fair, right? only joking. most are.. weird. i don't know. i swear what i listen to are better than my playlists. you should listen to 'lover is a day' by cuco. it's really good. if you haven't already.
i don't have much coffee. i've never gotten into it. don't go insane with the caffeine, v. have you ever drank monster? do you have a favorite flavor?
thank you. i haven't heard that in a while. seriously, verity. means a lot. i'm glad! do you go in person, or what? i've never really known how therapy works n stuff.
school isn't too bad for me. the only negative bit was a practice quiz. i filled in half of the questions, and got all but 2 wrong. it's okay. i guess. on monday we'll take the same quiz, but i don't wanna get it wrong. it's easy too! i'll study, i just suck at memorizing stuff. continents and oceans, match them and blah blah. probably 4th grade stuff but i'm still bad at it. even if i do bad on monday, it wouldn't make me dumb. right?
sorry for responding late. i went to sleep at like 11 pm yesterday, i was tired. got good rest?
ahh, okay. yes, that makes sense. enjoy the weekend!! hope you feel better now? relax, love. take it easy and do whatever you enjoy the most. right now, i hope you're feeling refreshed and nice. new day, new start. agh, sorry. i don't know what to say. but today will be different, good, hopefully.
(i said hope a lot, huh?)
did you? it's not long at all, but you finished it in a day? i'm glad you liked it! it also has a nice cover. i think my english teacher has another book from mitch albom, so i'll ask about it once i finish twilight. also. i'll read more of it today!
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most kids start actually talking from anywhere from 9ish months to 2 years. but, obviously, they can make noise before that. i started talking pretty early as i’m told. he talks extremely well. pfft. i give him candy, if anything. i just don’t see him enough.
it is pretty cool, annoying in school though. ash or asher, got it.
not magic. i wish. honestly, humans can’t be the only living things in the universe. think of how many species are just on earth.
any and all. though i don’t prefer the mocking (yes i do).
technically i’m a stranger, and i think you’re amazing. so there. it’s working very well, i assure you.
have you ever told me a lie? i won’t be offended if you have. you’re not fake if you know that you lie, and if you think you are? clearly, you’re very real.
um, 2005 pride and prejudice. crimson peak. 50 first dates. literally dr strange. the loki series?? they’re all sappy, they’re all good. do you have a favorite movie btw? we’ve discussed shows, but not movies.
i don’t actually use spotify a lot. but maybe i’ll make a playlist and then give you it. it’ll be embarrassingly sappy, i assure you. i like your playlists! i listened to some of them while i finished cleaning last night.
ahahaha i am a caffeine monster. literally. i got absolutely insane with caffeine and then i crash. so i don’t have it too much, don’t want to become addicted and all that. but coffee is the love of my life, anyway. umm i’ve tried a tangy one? i think that’s a flavor? usually i just drink the ones my friend leaves behind. what’s your favorite flavor, maybe i’ll try it.
i used to go fully in person but then covid happened and we switched to online for a while. i go most times now, but sometimes online if my schedule is difficult. if you’ve ever seen therapy in a movie, it’s pretty similar. honestly just more down to earth, less dramatic. at least, for me.
quizzes are literal hell. i hate them, i hate tests. and i’m really bad at taking both. geography sucks, i don’t know anything about it. just that. well. there are seven continents (right?) of course it wouldn’t make you look dumb. you’re very smart.
glad you went to bed then. i slept strangely, and woke up early. i’ll probably sleep more tonight.
went to the store today. bought another blanket (i had four on my bed) and then i have an eye appointment soon. so, better. i do best when i’m busy. which is why i clean so much.
i read really fast. too fast. yes they seem like a really good writer. i’ll look for some more in the library. enjoy twilight!
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Todoroki Shouto x reader
Warnings: Slight nsfw,
Plopping down into the couch I sigh a little bit, the girls were talking about ordering a cake for Shouto's upcoming birthday. Even knowing he didn't really enjoy such celebrations, they insisted that if they did it for everyone they'd do it for him too.
"I don't know what I could give him for his birthday?"
"Maybe nothing too big? he seems like he appreciates little details more." Mina is the first to speak.
"Yeah don't strees about it, you guys aren't too close anyways" Uraraka says casually.
Absently I nod, not worrying to correct her where she was oh so wrong. Lost in thought about what to get for the boy I don't get too into their conversation. Just overhearing one or another detail.
"What is his favorite cake anyway?" Mina suddenly worries.
"Almond cake, buttercream frosting" I speak mindlessly, as if I knew it by heart.
Which I did. But the girls couldn't know that I did. So they all turn to look at me, in wait of further explanation. Realizing that I messed up I put a finger in my mouth, biting my nail.
"I would now because... I, once brought a piece and I left it in the fridge. Only to find that someone ate it, later... that day. And so when I asked, he told me it was him because, it was his favorite cake. . ?"
Not convincing enough. Now Momo was eyeing me suspiciously.
"I thought it was from that time Sato wanted to make us all individual cupcakes..." she recalls, furrowing a brow. "You never offered me cake." a pout pulls at her lips.
Ofcourse! I couldn't just say that! No, I had to be the big fat liar.
"Well I didn't really get a chance because like I said, he ate it. And he was so so sorry later on I couldn't even get mad."
"I would figure, Todoroki isn't one to do stuff like that.."
"Or you one to not fight over food." Jirou sentences and I shrug.
"It was his favorite I wasn't going to be MAD mad..." I say nervously, a sweat threatening to race down my forehead as I smile at them.
The days passed and it was finally a day before Shouto's birthday. And we had everything set for his little celebration. I'd suggested that instead of buying him a cake we just bought the ingredients and had Sato do it for us. Unsurprisingly he was down, and so when he had finished the cake I went to his room to pick it up. Quietly moving it to the kitchen and using my quirk to hide it in plain sight inside the fridge. And just when I was done I hear footsteps. Somebody else was heading for the kitchen.
"It's a little late for you to be here Miss Y/l/n." Shouto's voice echoes in the room and I chuckle, straightening up and closing the fridge.
"Well Todoroki, I'm somewhat of a rule breaker nowadays."
"I believe you're the only one who thinks that."
A chuckle leaves my mouth and he is closing off the distance between the two, pulling me into a hug.
"I've missed you these last days." he confesses.
"The girls have been on me, y'know how they are." I chuckle as he lays gis forehead on my collarbone.
"You smell so good, like, vanilla or something." I tighten my lips thinking up of an excuse to tell him.
"I bought a new lotion, you like?" Lying through my teeth.
He catches my hands in his and bring them to an inch from his face, breathing in the scent. Then a small kiss is pressed on my skin there, making me squirm slightly.
"It's my birthday tomorrow," he says
"I'm well aware."
"Could you come by my room then? As a present to me?" Even though my quirk is hiding things in plain sight, I cannot hide the surprise on my face.
"Right now?"
"Well... I was thinking tomorrow, but, perhaps now it's better. It is almost midnight so.."
He leaves his question open, for me to take or leave. And it is such a tempting request.
Shouto pulls away and I smile to him, nodding slightly and letting him guide me by the hand. Nobody would miss me if I was supossed to be in my room sleeping.
Reaching his room I realize it is already midnight, meaning my secret boyfriend had just turned a year older.
"Happy Birthday Shouto" I say as he closes the door behind him, wrapping one hand around his neck as I pull him into a kiss. His hands grab my waist and he bites my lower lip innocently.
"Thank you babygirl." I quivered under the nickname.
"I got you something" he turns a shade of pink as I materialize the giftbox in which I had his gift.
"You didn't have to" he says kissing my cheek and I hand him the box, and he sits down to open it.
I knew he took photography as a hobby. And also about his very secret risqué picture kink. So it occurred to me to buy him an instant camera, it was white and came packed with a couple of films. So that instead of having my pictures saved in his phone he could have them at hand. Old school way.
"I absolutely love it." He gives me a sweet smile "Thank you, it seems like you put a lot of thought into it." his smile reached his eyes in the most beautiful way as he pulled it out and brought it to his face.
"I did, I'm glad you like it."
"Not as much as I like these" he says bringing me down to him, running a finger over my lips. I smile and he opens my mouth with his thumb, putting it all the way in my mouth. Pumping it in and out a few times and he takes his camera up, taking a picture of my mouth slightly opened around his thumb.
"You're going to do that a lot aren't you." I chuckle, sitting down in front of him in the bed.
"You already know the answer to that." he replies, smiling knowingly to me.
"Just make sure to hide them, okay?"
"I sure will, wouldn't like anybody seeing the things my babydoll does for me. The side of her only I get to have."
With that he pulls me to his lap and grabs my face in one hand. Leaving a chaste kiss on my lips and I reach my hand up to his hair.
"I'll have to be careful with these today, Momo did my nails just for tomorrow. She's thinking I have a crush.."
His tounge trails down my neck, the cold side first. Taking me out of my thoughts.
"So no scratching me tonight huh?"
"No scratching at all"
"Good" Shouto chuckles lightly before sucking into a spot in my neck, tounge both hot and cold against my skin.
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failedaned · 2 years
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Yo bro low key kind of proud of myself, i ate today but it wasn't much and it was a little bit plant based meat stuff my mom bought mixed with mixed vegetables and i also had broccoli and asparagus, later i had a cutie orange after exercising (but only burned like 150 cals for 17 min? on some thingy my mom gave me that she doesn't use anymore) but bro I also had water today like usually i go hours without any and then drink probably like a cup throughout the whole day but today j had like 3-4 of my big cup and i feel so good bro idk i also almost wanted to eat something unhealthy which I know id eat too much of but i fought the urge (with some tears and now I have a headache lol) and now I'm not craving it anymore, i also worked on some missing homework and completed the big English essay i had like once I start on my essays and stuff i don't stop till it's done that's why I procrastinate because I know I won't just do some and then not complete it (it's due tomorrow-) but i got it done along with other things because I was on a role and now I don't have worry about that stuff and idk...idk gah I'm just so happy for today...i still doubt this will last long but i really hope it last for...forever? Anyway, thanks for reading i hope you guys are doing well, i know just the other day i was feeling horrible and just everything was a mess but i somehow managed to get it together and dude it feels way better like it's not the best but it's better so i feel the best, y'know? But i really hope y'all are okay or feel better :))
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