#the rest of the party has had two sessions together so they already know each other and i don't want to make a fool of myself going into thi

[patheticgirlsteve]

There’s something going on between Steve and Eddie.

Dustin knows this, but he hasn’t said anything. Can’t say anything, because when Robin came out to the party a few months ago she had told them that it was private and that outing someone could be very very dangerous for them.

So Dustin hasn’t said anything. But he wants to.

It’s just that they’re not being subtle, like, at all. Dustin sees the affection between them like there’s a bright neon sign above their heads, and he wishes they would just tell everyone already so that Dustin doesn’t have to keep waiting on them to tease them about it.

But it’s not his place to say anything, he doesn’t want to put his friends in danger.

So Dustin waits and he sees everything, but he stays quiet.

He sees the way Eddie wraps a hand around the back of Steve’s neck when they think no one is watching, sees the way Steve melts into it without hesitation. He sees the way the simple touch grounds Steve in the present moment in a way that nothing else seems to do.

He sees the way Steve will pull Eddie back with a finger hooked in his belt loop whenever Eddie starts walking too fast and gets ahead of the group. He sees the way Eddie falls back immediately, lets himself be dragged backwards without protest. And he definitely sees the way Steve’s hand lingers above Eddie’s back pocket just a little too long for someone who claims that they’re “just friends”.

He sees the way the two of them are practically in each other’s laps on the couch during movie night. Watches in the dim light of the TV screen as Steve falls asleep with his head resting on Eddie’s shoulder, Eddie’s hand running through Steve’s hair gently and absently, like it’s instinctual for him to put his hands in Steve’s hair. He notices when Eddie gently nudges Steve awake right before the movie ends so that the rest of the party won’t see that they were cuddling.

So, yeah, Dustin sees. He’s not stupid and he knows what relationships look like. Just because his girlfriend lives in a different state doesn’t mean he doesn’t know. He’s impatient, he wants his friends to trust them, or at the very least trust Dustin to keep their secret safe. Everyone was cool about Robin, they’d definitely be cool about Steve and Eddie.

And then one day he sees something else, something that goes beyond simple affection.

During a break in the Hellfire session that Steve has allowed them to host at his house, Eddie goes to find Steve in the kitchen while no one else is paying attention. No one else but Dustin, that is. And Dustin follows.

He watches silently from the door as Eddie walks up behind Steve where he’s washing the dishes in the sink and wraps his arms around Steve’s chest. Steve doesn’t even startle, doesn’t jerk in surprise or chastise Eddie for sneaking up on him. No, Steve just puts the sponge and bowl down and turns the faucet off. He takes off his rubber gloves (because of course Steve would wear gloves to wash the two dishes that were in the sink) and sets them aside on the counter.

Dustin watches Steve turn in Eddie’s arms so that they’re standing nose to nose and being his hands up to cradle Eddie’s face, like Eddie is the most precious thing he’s ever held. Dustin feels like he shouldn’t be watching this, but he can’t tear his eyes away from the sight of the two of them in the kitchen together.

They’re not doing anything weird or disgusting, they’re just standing there, wrapped up in each other, faces close. They’re smiling softly and speaking too low for Dustin to make out what they’re saying, but one thing is abundantly clear.

They’re in love.

Dustin has seen love before, has seen it between Hopper and Mrs. Byers, between Jonathan and Nancy, hell, he’s even seen it between Max and Lucas. So he knows what he’s seeing and he knows that it’s serious, that it’s deeper than he thought it was.

And he feels any and all desire he’d felt to tease the two of them evaporate like mist. Feels all of his impatience and indignation melt away in an instant. Because what Steve and Eddie have looks real. Looks like what Dustin imagines true love to look like.

He slinks away from the doorway slowly, not wanting to draw attention with any sudden movements, but it’s not really a risk anyway because there’s no way either Eddie or Steve are going to look away from each other anytime soon.

And Dustin decides then that he can wait, that they’ll tell him when they’re ready. He thinks he’s pretty lucky that his two favorite people have found something so special in each other. He thinks it’s worth waiting for.

#hiii merry christmas this little blurb is my gift to y’all #steddie #steve #eddie #dustin #ficlet #my writing #anya.txt

[taurusdaylight]

our rendezvous

summary. being lost in the horizon sounds scary, but not when you're hand in hand with your lover.

pairing. boyfriend! jaehyun x implied fem! reader

genre. established relationship! au, fluff

word count. 4,021

warnings/tags. as far as i know, nothing :) it's only a little angsty because of uncertainty about the future, but nothing too intense! very very fluffy,,,, maybe a lil pda (oh?)

a/n. ur resident valentine is back! i'm so sorry for going off the grid, my life has been a blur over the past few months… i did nothing and everything. anyway, this is inspired by none other than horizon (soty!) and i was very lucky to have had the opportunity to visit florence, where the horizon mv was filmed, so i knew i had to write this! after finishing it, i realised it's rather similar to my first fic but what can i say, i love jaehyun travel! aus, plus, jaehyun and forever just go together. <3 hope the new year is treating everyone kindly, and as always, have fun reading~

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Navigating life after graduation was akin to walking through a maze, struggling to find a way out. Growing up, you always thought that everyone’s life had already been nicely written out since there were only two things that truly mattered: school and work. The adults always preached about how good academic records would land you a great job. All your life, you never failed to achieve and maintain stellar grades so you never doubted that you would get a job. Yet, as the day of your graduation approached, you started to worry that you might not end up finding a job. Or at least, one that was to your liking.

The thought of working for the rest of your life sounded… boring. Perhaps an oversimplification, but you always made sure to put a hundred percent into your studies, so you felt like you never really had the chance to live your life the way you wanted to. You weren’t a party animal per se, but you wouldn’t hesitate to skip a night out with your friends if you had an important deadline to meet. It was always academics over everything else. Apart from meeting expectations that others had on you, the fear of failure haunted you too. More often than not, the urge of wanting to disappear creeped into your mind. It didn’t seem like a bad idea, running away to some random part of the world where no one knew you. Once you’ve spent enough time there, you could easily travel to another city and explore till your heart’s content. That was the dream. Unfortunately, this particular dream of yours never came true.

That was, until now.

Treading the path of adulthood was admittedly scary, you could slip and fall at any given moment and not know how to pick yourself up. But, you weren’t on your own. 

Jeong Jaehyun, your boyfriend of two years, shared the same sentiment. Sure, he was ambitious and had his goals set out. Like you, however, working himself to death wasn’t one of the things on his list. Jaehyun believed that it was important to strike a balance, to not throw yourself into something so deep that you would get lost in it. Working may be important but it would never hurt to have a little fun whenever time called for it. 

You first met Jaehyun in Introduction to Film Studies. Both second-year students, you and Jaehyun clicked extremely well with each other as you bonded over your shared love for films. What started as study sessions to help each other with assignments eventually progressed to warm, cosy movie date nights that also involved cuddling under a fluffy blanket on Jaehyun’s couch. 

While there have been minor arguments over those two years, you and Jaehyun always made sure to communicate. After all, a couple is supposed to fight the problem, not each other. The both of you understood that. These disagreements never bothered you that much because you believed that they were part and parcel of every relationship. Instead, you wondered more about how lucky you are to have found someone like Jaehyun. As you liked to put it, Jaehyun was your twin flame. He spoke to your soul in a way that no one else could.

Instead of taking the conventional route of starting a full-time job after graduating, you and Jaehyun booked one-way tickets to Rome the week after your final exams. How long the both of you were going to stay there for, that was a question for another time. The plan was to have no plan, going wherever your feet took you. Both of your parents weren’t exactly agreeable about this idea, nagging about how irresponsible and irrational it was. But what could they do? It’s not as if they could physically stop two grown adults from going. Eventually, they were able to come to terms with it and simply asked the both of you to stay safe. 

It’s been about three weeks or so since you two arrived in Rome. Tranquil mornings without a blaring alarm was something that you could really get used to. The icing on the cake would be waking up to the sight of Jaehyun sleeping peacefully next to you, an arm securely draped around your waist. His lips would slightly jut out, you would sometimes sneak a kiss or two because he simply looked too adorable to resist. 

A day out together would look something like sitting by an artwork in a museum, coming up with various interpretations or hopping from café to café to try out different desserts (which were often, gelato), you couldn’t count with your fingers the number of times the staff had to chase the both of you out because they were closing. Time is said to fly past when you’re having fun, but even more so when you’re spending it with the love of your life. At least, that’s what you think. 

The both of you woke up earlier than usual today because you’d turned in early the previous night, probably exhausted from all the walking. The sun wasn’t up yet, which meant that there were limited stores that were operating during this time too. It felt like a waste to sleep in and laze around in the apartment, so came the impulse decision of buying last-minute train tickets to Florence. 

“C’mon baby,” Jaehyun half-shouted, his gaze flickering between you and the platform located at the other end of the station.

Hands intertwined, you and Jaehyun were sprinting as fast as your legs could carry you in order to catch your train that leaves in approximately two minutes. Or rather, you were doing everything in your power to match Jaehyun’s speed because why was he running like he was competing in the Olympics? So much for wanting an athletic boyfriend. 

You were almost out of breath from running, you didn’t even have the energy to give Jaehyun a verbal answer. Instead, you tried to speed up like he told you to. After what felt like a hundred miles, the both of you finally reached the platform, boarded the train, and settled down into your allocated seats. 

“Oh my goodness. We are never doing that again,” you said, panting. 

Jaehyun shot you a wide grin. “Now that’s what I call an intense leg day.” 

You were rendered speechless. Here you were, thinking that he was going to agree with you. But you also remembered that Jaehyun was a gym rat first, your boyfriend second. Jaehyun goes a little over the top with exercising, you could tell that much just by looking at his physique. Though, you wouldn’t say that it was exactly a bad thing. In fact, what a sight for sore eyes he was… 

Before you had a chance to respond, Jaehyun used his other hand to push your head towards his shoulder. “Go to sleep, doll. Don’t want you feeling cranky in the middle of the day because you didn’t get to take your daily nap. I’ll wake you up when we’re reaching.”

Despite not being able to see him, you could hear the smile in Jaehyun’s voice, which caused you to grin too. Perhaps it was Jaehyun’s shoulder that made you comfy, but you could feel the sleepiness slowly start to envelop you, so you snuggled even closer to him.

“Good night, Jay,” you said before falling into slumber.

–

The train ride took faster than expected, probably because you were asleep throughout the journey. Upon alighting, you and Jaehyun walked aimlessly along Via Faenza. You stopped in your tracks when you caught the pleasant aroma of coffee beans coming from a café, it was so inviting that the both of you had no choice but to enter.

Save for the long line of people in office-wear queuing to get their morning coffee fix, there was no one else occupying the seats in the café. Wanting to be away from the crowd, you and Jaehyun made your way to the corner booth seat situated all the way inside after getting your order. You sat next to each other, with Jaehyun's arm wrapped around your waist. Your torso was slightly exposed because of the cropped top that you wore, and Jaehyun’s fingertips easily found purchase on your skin. Soft traces all over, which oddly enough, made you feel tingly and warm simultaneously. 

“Jaehyun,” you called out.

He turned to look at you. “Hmm?” 

“Do you regret being here with me? Don’t you feel like you’re wasting your life away?”

Jaehyun halted his movements, but he did not loosen his grip on your waist. His answer was written all over his face, from his creased eyebrows to his frowning lips. 

“Of course not, baby. Did I do or say something to make you think that way? I’m sorry if I did,” he said sincerely. 

“No, you didn’t do or say anything of that sort!” you quickly clarified. “I think I’m just worried about the future, you know? Once all of this is over…”

A small smile played on Jaehyun’s lips as he removed his arm from your waist. He cupped your face in his hand, sighing. “I wish you could see yourself the way I saw you, because then you’d have nothing to worry about at all. You’re going to do great things, ____. I’m sure of that. But for now, just let loose and enjoy yourself, okay? You deserve to have a break.” 

Jaehyun’s words could bring you to tears. He radiated so much positivity that it naturally rubbed off onto you, especially with the amount of time that you spend with each other. However, there were still moments of weakness, like now, where you’d inevitably think about how things could possibly go wrong. Before you could spiral into a whirlpool of negative thoughts, however, Jaehyun would pull you right out of it by telling you exactly what you need to hear in order to help get you through these times.

“Thank you,” you whispered, leaning in to place a gentle kiss on Jaehyun’s cheek.

Jaehyun made a sound, as if to signal that he was pondering. He pointed at his cheek and tapped on it with his index finger several times. “One more?”

You couldn’t help but giggle at his request, but who were you to deny him? Since you were feeling generous and grateful to your boyfriend, you quickly moved closer to give him two more kisses. One on his cheek, and the other on his lips. The best part was seeing the Cheshire cat smile appear on his face after he’d received his well-deserved kisses.

For the rest of the time at the café, you and Jaehyun were people-watching through the glass window while sipping on coffee and feeding each other small spoonfuls of pastries. At some point, random passer-bys became a part of a guessing game that started out of nowhere. Dating or siblings? What would their coffee order be if they came in here? The both of you had a lot of fun making up stories to back up your answer, boisterous laughter sounding through the place. 

Afterwards, you and Jaehyun continued wandering through the streets now that more stores have opened. An apparel store selling headwear caught Jaehyun’s eye, and he spent about twenty minutes or so looking through the bucket hats. Taking one in his hand, he tried it on and started making silly faces at you while dancing. 

“Stop it, you’re embarrassing me.” You reached a hand out in an attempt to remove the hat from Jaehyun’s head, but he swiftly avoided you.

He held on tightly to the hat. “I think this was made for me. I’m definitely getting it.”

The hat didn’t look bad on him, but it was still… questionable. A helpless sigh escaped your lips when you knew that nothing you say would change his mind. “Okay… as long as you’re happy.” 

Fortunately, Jaehyun didn’t have thoughts of wearing the hat there and then. Because if not, you would think twice about walking next to him.

The next few stores mostly sold vintage items and souvenirs. You and Jaehyun ended up getting matching gnomes that had the initials of your first names carved into it. While checking out at the counter, the cashier made a comment about how cute the two of you look together and that the gnomes were such fitting choices, so much so that they looked like mini versions of you two. With shy smiles, the both of you thanked her before exiting the store. You also noticed the tinge of red on Jaehyun’s ears, but kept quiet about it since you were most likely a blushing mess yourself. 

Then, it was time for lunch. 

You and Jaehyun had previously crafted a mini bucket list, and one of the things on the list was to try the various types of pasta while you were in Italy, so that’s what the both of you had for lunch. It appeared that all the shopping must have taken up a great deal of your energy because the both of you still had an appetite for dessert afterwards, or, rather, gelato was considered a staple so there was no way that dessert could be skipped. 

Although it was sunny, the summer heat wasn’t unbearable so you two were at the outdoor seating area of the gelato café. Within the vicinity of the café, there was a group of children playing catch with one another. After finishing the gelato, Jaehyun dragged you along to them. 

“Ciao! I’m Jay,” he introduced with a friendly smile. 

You introduced yourself to them too and stood behind Jaehyun, hiding slightly. You didn’t have anything against children, but you still considered them to be strangers, and you always had a hard time talking to strangers due to your reserved nature. You barely had any experience with children too so this was still foreign to you.

On the flipside, Jaehyun adores children. You could see it in the way his eyes would light up whenever he interacted with him. Not to mention, he was great with children (an understatement, if you had to be truthful). Seeing Jaehyun with children always made your heart swell, in a good or bad way, you weren’t sure… The only thing you were certain of was that you definitely wanted to have his children.

While you were spacing out, Jaehyun was quick to ask and memorise the names of the children. He played around with them for a bit and made sure to include you as well, the game of catch was never so fun before. However, it wasn’t long before you got tired, so you opted to sit at one corner to watch them. You whipped out your phone to capture this moment, giggling at how precious Jaehyun looked. Happiness looked great on Jaehyun, and you hoped that it would stay on him for a long, long time.

All of them grew tired after a few rounds too, putting an end to the game. While they were busy running around, you discreetly returned back to the café and told the cashier that you would be paying for the children to get gelato. You also grabbed a bottle of water and gave it to Jaehyun, who was perspiring profusely; indeed, an intense leg day it was for him. 

Through body language and very poorly spoken Italian, you tried to tell the children that they could go pick out the flavours that they wanted at the café. You were far too preoccupied with communicating that to them, the endearing look that Jaehyun had on his face went unnoticed by you. Thankfully, the cashier was there to bridge the language barrier and they managed to get their gelato without any hiccups. Before leaving, each of the children gave you and Jaehyun a hi-five, a word of thanks echoing after one another.

Having spent almost the entire day in that area, you and Jaehyun decided to explore another part of the city before catching your train back to Rome. Long before this trip, you happened to stumble upon a website about the top spots that offered a picturesque view of the city. One of which was a twenty minute bus ride away from where you and Jaehyun were currently at. 

When the bus arrived, you and Jaehyun entered by the back door and sat down. You were busy admiring the old architecture of the buildings outside until you felt Jaehyun’s hand touching the side of your face. You realised that he was trying to put one side of his wired earpiece in your ear, which caused you to turn and face him, and you saw that he already had the other side of the earpiece in. Jaehyun was smiling so widely that his dimples were showing. You brought a hand up to poke it, feeling a sense of victory because you were one of the very few people in the world whom he allowed to touch his dimples.

Shyly, you took Jaehyun’s hand and interlocked your fingers together. No words were exchanged between the both of you, but there was a mutual feeling that this exact moment perfectly encapsulated the love you and Jaehyun have for each other. Tender, somewhat otherworldly in a way where everything, like the chatter of the other passengers on the bus, seemed to fade out in the background. 

As Can’t Take My Eyes Off You started playing through the earphones, you took it as an opportunity to mouth to Jaehyun, “I love you.”

Jaehyun’s dimples became more prominent at your sudden declaration. He made sure not to break eye contact with you before he mouthed back, “I love you.”

–

“Look!” you exclaimed, pointing toward the replica statue of David. It was the first thing that you saw after alighting from the bus.

Jaehyun turned his head to look at what you were pointing at. “Wow, it’s stunning."

The both of you hurriedly walked over to take some photos, which ended up in you and Jaehyun bursting into fits of laughter because he was imitating the statue and posing in the same way. It definitely earned you a few stares from the other visitors, but you and Jaehyun were too busy laughing to even notice that you two were getting judged. 

After snapping a few more photos, you and Jaehyun went to the other side of the square where you could see an overview of the city. It was breathtaking, to say the least, the both of you concurrently marvelled in awe at how it looked like a scene straight out of a movie. You could even spot the street that you two were at earlier in the day, as well as many other famous landmarks. Not to forget, the surrounding trees and mountains made it feel more complete, it was a perfect getaway from the bustling city for some peace and quiet. 

The both of you were standing at the top of the stairs, and you saw that there was a walking trail below. Due to time constraints, however, it seemed more logical to sit and admire the view, since neither of you knew how long the walking trail was and where it led to. Besides, it was a perfect spot to catch the sunset before you had to leave for the train station, so you two sat on one of the steps near the top where you had an unobstructed view of the city.

Like before, you and Jaehyun were listening to music together while holding hands. Other than humming along to the song, Jaehyun would also sing some of the lyrics to you, especially if it was a sweet or cheesy line. 

“Can’t believe I get to be here with you.” Even after some time had passed, you were still greatly impressed by the scenic view, in disbelief about how you could share this moment with your lover. The bright orange hues of the sun added more colour to the backdrop, it felt surreal watching it slowly go down.

“Me too,” Jaehyun replied almost immediately. “It feels like a dream…” 

“If this is a dream, I don’t want to wake up from it,” you said while shifting closer to Jaehyun’s side. “Like, ever.”

“I want to stay here with you forever.” Your voice came out as a whisper, because deep down, a part of you was afraid that this happiness would be taken away from you abruptly. 

Yet again, Jaehyun made one of those sounds to indicate that he was thinking, which made you gasp in response.

“You don’t want to be with me?” you questioned, a look of betrayal on your face.

“No, silly,” Jaehyun chuckled. “Of course I want to be with you.”

Jaehyun let out a deep breath, as though he had to brace himself for what he was going to say next. “The thought of eternity feels scary. But if I know that you’ll be there with me, then… there’s nothing to be scared of. I think, for me… forever is where you are, wherever that may be.”

Silence ensued, music playing through the shared earphones being the only source of sound. Jaehyun gulped awkwardly when he noticed that your gaze was fixed on him, but you weren’t saying anything. “Did that come out wrong? I don’t even know what I’m saying sometimes. But I guess I was trying to say that–”

You cut Jaehyun off with a kiss. He smiled against your lips, causing you to do the same. Jaehyun’s hand travelled to the small of your back to pull you in before he tilted his head to the side for better access, going straight for your upper lip to return the kiss. It was slow, delicate, and everything you could ever ask for. You sighed when you felt Jaehyun’s hand running over your skin; he knew exactly what he was doing. Every kiss that you shared with Jaehyun never fell short of being exhilarating, which was one of the great things about love… or Jaehyun. Perhaps, both. 

He was the first to pull away, staring intently at you with a cheeky smile on his face. Jaehyun leaned in closer until he could bury his head into the crook of your neck, leaving another kiss on your collarbone. You wrapped your arms around his frame, hugging him as tightly as possible. You and Jaehyun stayed like this for a while until you heard a lady yelp from a distance away, her loud voice grabbing your attention.

As you looked up to find out what the commotion was about, tears immediately filled your eyes and you had to do everything that you could to hold them back. 

The said lady was standing by the railing, both hands covering her mouth. In front of her was a man, down on one knee, holding out a box with a diamond ring. You tapped Jaehyun’s shoulder so that he’d sit back up, and he turned to see what you were looking at. All of the other visitors were also invested, as everyone patiently for the lady's answer. 

Everything happened so quickly. The lady nodding and getting pulled into a hug by her fiancé, the crowd erupting in cheers and applause–a truly sweet moment to witness. Without thinking much, you blurted out, “that’s going to be us.” 

Jaehyun diverted his attention back to you, shaking his head. Seemingly biting back a smile as his lips formed a thin line, Jaehyun jerked his head to motion at something behind you. “That’s us.”

You were about to protest, pop another question that was something along the lines of whether or not he was planning to marry you. However, you remained quiet and decided to take a look at what he was referring to first. 

Well, it looks like the urge to complain has completely disappeared. How could it not? Rather than dissatisfaction, your heart leapt with joy when your eyes landed on a couple standing hand in hand at the other end of the steps from where you and Jaehyun sat; they were having their pre-wedding photoshoot.

#jaehyun imagines #jaehyun scenarios #jaehyun fluff #jaehyun x reader #nct imagines #nct scenarios #nct fluff #nct #nct 127 #nct jaehyun #jaehyun #horizon

[kokomyass]

Megumi Fushiguro ☆ 'Aight Bet'

Megumi x Fem!Reader

Genre: ☁️

Word Count: 2648

Trigger warnings ⚠️: swearing, none!

a/n: WHEREVER THAT SWEET SWEET ANON IS THAT REQUESTED THIS....KNOW THAT I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU 💜

I did my best for you, and wherever you are, I hope you really like it and enjoy it! p.s it wasn't cringe at all, cause I remember you apologising 😉🥰

this is slightly based on the bonus ending of 'Nightmares' fanfic but not the same story if ygm?

You can go and read nightmares here!

Second person POV

"Bet you guys, 2000¥ they have held hands."

"Aight bet! I bet you 3000¥ they have hugged!"

It was the training session in Tokyo Jujutsu High and you and Megumi were sparring as you had been put in a pair.

However, for the rest of the students this was more of a gossip session.

The thing is everyone ships you and Megumi, it is pretty clear to see you like each other from a third person perspective but you are both too dense to notice each other's feelings.

It was true, you did have the biggest crush on Megumi and you thought you played it pretty cool but there is no denying you do stare at him as much as you can whenever you get the chance.

However, on the other hand, Megumi was rather obvious with his crush towards you, not because he was trying to be, but because he is unconsciously 100x nicer to you compared to the rest of Jujutsu High.

Nobara and Yuji had been going back and forth splurging their whole bank accounts on betting on the amount of romance that both you and Megumi had engaged in with each other.

"Guys, on a serious note...how fucking dense are they like...look at how they are sparring..." Maki scoffed and she folded her arms smirking, nodding her head to you and Megumi sparring with passion and a lot of physical contact.

"Wasn't that like you and Yuta in first year though?" Panda chirped up, raising an eyebrow to Maki.

"Salmon." Inumaki agreed with Panda nodding.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Maki shouted, huffing and denying all allegations.

"I do see Maki's point...I wish we could make them confess when they have no choice....." Yuji mumbled as everyone nodded silently agreeing with Yuji.

"Why wish when we can actually do it!" Gojo randomly came up behind the students, hands on his hips, looking awfully mischievous.

"Where did you come from?" Maki asked feeling genuinely confused.

"I do agree with you guys that these two lovebirds need to get together, fast....so I'm thinking we set up a little party that only they are invited too!" Gojo completely ignored Maki as he explained his oddly well thought out plan to the students.

"Hmm, that's actually a good idea...but what if they still don't do anything?" Panda asks.

"Good point my fellow Panda..." Gojo placed a finger on his chin pondering the solution to the dilemma Panda brought up.

"I know! I will write a simple riddle for them to read and hopefully they will get the memo and say their vows and stuff!" Gojo clapped his hand together as he came up with the 'perfect plan'

As everyone was still discussing the plan to get you and Megumi together once and for all you both started walking up to the group.

"Hey guys! Whatcha talking about?" you asked walking up with a smile next to Megumi, both of you completely oblivious to the evil plan that has been made.

Everyone went awkwardly silent making you slightly worried.

"Um are you guys okay?" you asked worry laced in your voice as you started feeling self conscious.

"Y/N!! Megumi! I was just telling everyone how I'm arranging a small party for us all tomorrow to celebrate togetherness!" Gojo swiped both you and Megumi into a side hug smiling ecstatically.

"Oh my that's going to be so fun! I can't wait!" you giggled as you felt very excited as you rarely got to do things like this in school.

"...do I have to go?" Megumi grumbled shrugging himself off Gojo, walking off slowly. This immediately made you feel sad. Whilst all the other students felt panicked as the plan was already failing.

"Megumiiiii pleaseeeee! It will be so fun, trust me and if it isn't I will treat you to whatever you want!" you grabbed onto Megumi's hand shaking it as you were practically begging him.

Obviously he couldn't say no as his ears dusted a light pink and he stuttered slightly.

"F-Fine, I'm only going because you said so...." he looked away as you gave him a big hug.

"Thank you, thank you, thank youuu!!" you let go and smiled at him warmly as he smiled back. "Let's go get some drinks from the vending machines."

You and Megumi left the group without another word as they all stayed silent for a bit.

"Hey Yuji?"

"Yeah Nobara?"

"You owe me 2000¥"

"Well you owe me 1000¥"

Time skip!

The next day arrived quickly and you found yourself feeling jittery and excited.

Today was the day of the little party and you felt this was your opportunity to have Megumi really appreciate your beauty whilst pretending you didn't spend 3 hours deciding what to wear.

You also wanted to be fashionably late so you didn't seem like a loser for wanting to be so early.

Gojo had said the theme was fancy, so of course you wore the fanciest dress you owned with some fancy makeup and hair.

You couldn't wait to see Megumi all suited up, the thought made you kick your legs and giggle to yourself.

You decided that you would leave now walking through the dorm corridors to the classroom that Gojo said the party would be in.

Funnily enough, as you arrived to the door, Megumi arrived at the same time and your eyes widened at how amazingly handsome he looked.

He was a fine piece of art. The suit he wore suit him so much it hurt and for some reason his eyelashes made you fold.

Megumi took a moment to take you, in his mouth slightly open from shock at the beauty beholded right in front of his eyes.

"You look....beautiful Y/N." Megumi said to you as if he spoke faster than his mind could register.

You face burned red as you looked away giggling slightly before looking back at him.

"Thank you Megumi, you look ever so handsome too" it was Megumi's turn to blush as he smiled lightly rubbing his neck and looking a away his cheeks flushed pink.

"Shall we go in?" after a bit of silence Megumi gestures for you both to go in the oddly quiet room.

Megumi held the door open for you as you gave a small 'thank you' and he entered after you but in the room, no one and nothing was there only a table and a note.

"Um Megumi-" you turn back to see Megumi behind you looking as confused as you.

Suddenly you heard a door lock as you instinctively reached for Megumi's arm as he pulled you close.

"It's okay im sure it isn't really locked." Megumi went to try and open the door. No luck.

"Oh dear...what's going on?" you look around feeling your arm hairs stand on end.

"Maybe we can read through that note there, I bet Gojo sensei is just messing around with us..." you nodded and move close to Megumi as you both approach the letter.

Megumi picks up the letter and opens it.

"If by dawn, you confess without waver, then you will not have to fear the power of the taser?..." Megumi sounded genuinely confused at the weird riddle that made no sense as you snorted.

"I don't know if I am more confused or scared right now..." you both chuckle together.

"Well, I guess we should confess something? Maybe a secret or something? So we don't get...tasered?" Megumi says still sounding extremely uncertain but you shrug it off desperate to find out what is going on.

You then realised you were alone with Megumi. In a locked room. The thought made you blush and smile softly.

"Erm, earth to Y/N?" Megumi waved his hands infront of your face as you snapped out of your thoughts realising you got a bit too lost in them.

"Yes your right! Sorry I zoned out....hmm maybe a game of truth or dare? I can't lie this shit makes no sense to me..." you sighed placing a hand on your forehead, whatever were the others thinking?

"I second that...I'm not surprised...Gojo is an odd specimen." Megumi deadpanned, making you laugh loudly.

"You aren't wrong there....anyways sit down!" you grabbed Megumi's shoulder and sit him on the couch in the back of the room, and you sit next to him as you both turn so you're facing each other.

"Okay! Truth or Dare?!" you smiled widely feeling too excited about this game. To be honest, your plan was to see if Megumi liked anyone and if there was any chance it could be you.

"Ummm truth?"

He was falling in your trap.

"Do you like anyone~? And for what reason?" Megumi's eyes widened and his cheeks and ears turned a light pink.

"...Yes....because she is pretty, kind, soft-spoken, easy to get on with and makes me genuinely happy" Megumi mumbled his whole answer looking away from you at all times, despite the small genuine smile that graced his lips.

Despite his reluctance to answer, Megumi couldn't hide how much he liked you, because you were so perfect in his eyes.

"Oh my!!! That's so kind, whoever gets with you is a lucky girl!" you chuckled as you playfully pushed his arm.

"Thanks...now, your turn truth or dare." Megumi sighed feeling relief as he nearly exposed himself.

"Hmm I shall go with truth!"

"Do you like anyone and if so why?" you smiled softly and shut your eyes.

"Of course I do! He can be a bit grumpy sometimes...but he is honestly such a kind person and he makes me feel all weird inside, but also makes me feel safe." you opened your eyes staring into Megumi's eyes as Megumi gave a forced smile back.

At the moment, in Megumi's mind his heart felt crushed. You liked someone....and the person who fit that criteria was Nanami. How in the hell? You were wayyy younger than him....maybe you were into older men, he couldn't deny his amazingly good and chisled looks, but even so-

"Megumi!! It's your turn!" you interrupted Megumi's thoughts as you tapped his cheek softy to get his attention.

"O-Oh my bad...dare?" he chose dare because he didn't want you to make him confess his unrequited love for you.

"I dare you to tell me who you like!" you smiled innocently as Megumi stared at you shocked, as if he had been stabbed in the gut.

"Y-You can't do that! That's not how the game works!" Megumi started scooting back as he sweatdropped. You just inched closer and closer.

"It is a dare. You have to do it. No backing out." you caged Megumi, with his back resting on the arm of the couch, your hands resting either side of him.

Megumi sighed in defeat. What was the worst that would happen? He gets awkward around you and you friendship is over? That's pretty bad...oh well...

"...you..." Megumi looked away as your eyes widened and you backed up from shock.

"Wait what?"

"....I said you, but I know you don't like me back, I can see why Nanami is in your agenda..." Megumi started rambling.

All those things he said, were about you? You smiled the most genuinely happy smile at Megumi making him look at you wide eyed and confused.

"Megumi, I like you too! What are the odds huh?" you spontaneous wrapped your arms around him squeezing him tight as he slowly wrapped his arm around you, the other arm keeping his body up on the couch.

"Wait so you don't like Nanami?" you pulled away as you gave Megumi the most confused look of the century before you burst out laughing

"Oh Megumi~ why would you think that? How could I ever do that....kinda sketchy no?" you pinched his cheek teasing him as he flushed an even brighter red.

"Well I thought he fit the criteria when I asked you why you liked them..." you smiled warmly at Megumi, your cheeks going pink.

"That was all you Megs. I honestly do really like you and admire you, I'm glad that you're in my life." you held his hands tightly as he squeezed back.

"I-I could say the same to you. You are so beautiful and kind and...and I really do like you. Sorry for thinking you like Nanami...." you giggled again, going in for another hug.

"It all okay, maybe next time don't be so dense." You pulled away and pinched his nose.

You faces were inches away from each other and you desperately wanted to kiss him.

"Can I kiss you?" Megumi asked, looking at you intently waiting for you answer. You smiled and nodded leaning in for a kiss.

Surprisingly he was a good kisser, his soft, glossy lips moulded into yours making you both get lost in the moment.. He stroked your back as you wrapped your arms around his neck. You didn't want the moment to end.

You both pulled apart from each other to get some air. You cuddled into him suddenly feeling quite fatigued.

"Remind me to do that more often." you giggled as Megumi chuckled.

"No objections there."

You both cuddled together not even bothering to check if the door unlocked, eventually falling asleep in each other's comfort.

A bonusssss!:

"I bet you 4000¥ they are cuddling right now." Yuji whispered to Nobara.

"I bet you 5000¥ that they kissed." Nobara gasped and began smirking.

"Aight bet."

"Guys! Do you have your tasers at the ready?" Gojo whispered to all the students.

They were all gathered outside the room you were in, all with taser in hand.

"So we go in, if they aren't cuddling then we taser them like psychopaths? Got it." Maki found some sort of amusement in all this.

"Okay guys, 3, 2, 1..." After Gojo's countdown ended they all entered the room. To be blessed with an adorable sight.

"Nobara pay up!!" Yuji shouted causing you to stir awake.

You jumped up and screamed to see everyone in front of you with tasers smiling with devious intent.

"W-Why do you have tasers?" you stuttered as you backed up with your hands up as if you were guilty, whilst Megumi was still basically asleep on the couch.

"Y/N did you confess?" Gojo came in closer as all the others followed him with their tasers making horrifying noises.

"What are you on abo- Oh!" It all made sense to you now.

You had been locked in a room with Megumi to get you to confess your feelings to each other.

"If by dawn, you confess without waver,

Then you will not have to fear the power of the taser..it makes sense now!!" you exclaimed making sense of the situation now. What an evil school you were in.

"HEY! Y/N YOU BETTER ANSWER ME." Gojo shouted snapping you out of your thoughts, getting an arms length away from you.

"YES! YES! WE DID! WE EVEN KISSED IS THAT GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU? PLEASE DON'T TASER ME!"

Suddenly all the taser noises stopped and you looked up to see everyone look relieved.

"You kissed?! YESSSS! Yuji pay up~" Nobara smirked and Yuji looked pissed.

"You made a bet on that?" you asked genuinely shocked as to how much you were shipped.

"Don't worry about that..."

"Let's go gang! Our job here is done." Gojo said as everyone followed behind him congratulating you on their way out.

You looked shocked as you turned to see Megumi looking as confused as you.

"What just happened?" Megumi asked looking like he saw an alien.

"I think it's best you don't know...." you sat down and rested your head on his shoulder.

What a crazy community you were a part of.

a/n: I hope you enjoyed that! and don't forget to request if you would like!! ANON I AM STILL LOOKING FOR YOU!!

love you all!! 💜🎵

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[purpleshadow-star]

Here's the actual analysis as to why El is just as bad of a romantic partner to Mike as Mike is to her (and why they just don’t work romantically in general).

(this is going to include both reasons why El is not a good romantic partner and just general observations as to why Mike and El don’t work romantically)

Relationships work two ways. Mike and El don't work not only because Mike can't love El the way she wants to be loved but also because El hasn't ever proved that Mike can confide in her and be vulnerable with her, which is important for a relationship. We have literally never seen El comfort Mike about anything, or even ask if he’s okay or how he’s doing. We've seen Mike try to comfort El in S4, but we've never seen it the other way, not even in the slightest.

Let's start at the beginning.

This lack of mutual trust and this weariness to be vulnerable with each other stems from the fact that Mike and El never established a proper friendship before getting together. Friendship is where people get to know each other and learn to trust each other. Friendship is the foundation to any good romantic relationship.

Mike has proved that he can be there for El from the beginning. He took her in when they found her, he gave her a place to stay, and he protected her, despite the fact that it was dangerous for him to do any of this.

Mike and El met, knew each other for a week, and then were separated. During that week, Mike did his part to establish the beginning of a friendship. El didn't even know what it was to have friends, so obviously, she was slower in reciprocating the friendship completely.

El was able to establish the beginnings of a true friendship with everyone in the party, so they all considered her their friend, and she considered them her friends, but they never really got to know each other. Mike and El in particular were torn apart before they could get to know each other well enough to develop true romantic feelings, and it didn't help that people such as Lucas and Nancy gave Mike the idea that he should be interested in El romantically. The fact that Mike kissed El was a major setback for their platonic relationship.

Because they were never able to establish a good, strong, platonic relationship first, and since they never really go to know each other, this set up a very shaky foundation for any other relationship they tried to build.

During their year apart, El watched a lot of romance shows and movies, to the point where she could quote the TV. She gained this idea of love that isn't realistic, but since she and Mike kissed, and the people in love on the TV kissed, and she cared for Mike, she probably rationalized that her positive feelings for him must be romantic, just like the people on TV.

Because of this, when they reunited in season 2, El already had it in her mind that their relationship should be romantic. She wasn’t trying to be his friend anymore, not like with the rest of the party. She thought that they should be romantic. Boyfriend and girlfriend. Like the people on TV. This is shown when she tried to kiss him before she left with Hopper to go to the lab in season 2. El made that move, not Mike. Mike didn’t even lean forward. And then the Snowball happened, and Mike kissed El once again, and (presumably) that night, they established their romantic relationship.

(It is important to note that Max and Lucas also got together at the Snowball, and they had the same amount of time to get to know each other (About a week and the one month time skip at the end of season 2). The only difference is that we saw Lucas and Max actually talking about themselves and getting to know each other. We didn’t see that with Mike and El in season 1)

We really start to see the result of that shaky foundation in season 3. In the beginning, we saw Mike and El make out and seemingly have a good time together. Mike left, and then we saw that their make-out session caused Mike to be late to meet up with the rest of the party.

As the season went on, we saw how Mike and El’s relationship affected everyone else. We learn that they’d been ditching their friends (causing Will and Dustin to be noticeably upset), and they’re being disrespectful to Hopper.

We also saw that El didn’t really like Mike’s idea of fun. He tried to be silly and have fun in the first make-out scene, and she stopped him and pulled him back into making out. We learned through Will that they hadn't played DnD in a while, and he implied that they hadn’t really been doing anything fun lately. Mike had essentially given up the things he liked to do in order to hang out with El.

As far as we saw, Mike and El spend most of their time making out and not actually doing anything else that the two of them enjoy together, such as listening to music (to enjoy it, not just as background noise while making out), playing games (like El and Max do later), reading comics (also like El and Max do later), watching TV together, or even just talking. It’s almost like making out is the only thing they both know the other likes to do.

(Also note that a lot of this has to do with their age. For the most part, dating is the stage to get to know someone before making it official, but because Mike and El are so young, they don’t know this. They have a set idea of what dating and relationships means in their minds, and they don’t have the life experience to know that dating means getting to know one another, not just spending all your time together making out (especially El, who was in a lab for almost her whole life and mostly learned about other people and the world through romance TV). Usually, you go on dates, then, if you like each other, you enter a relationship. Dating people who you didn’t know before is basically the “being friends” stage. They seem to skip the dating part entirely, and they go straight into a relationship. For anyone, but especially kids that young, a good relationship needs to be built on a good friendship)

When Mike lied to El, she broke up with him, which was completely fair since he kept on lying. Then, she went on with Max and didn’t think about him too much after that. We saw that the breakup didn’t really affect her. 

During the rest of the season, we saw Mike in danger multiple times. We saw Mike get concerned for El, but we never once saw El ask Mike how he was doing. We never saw El check up on Mike. Not like how Jonathan checked up on Nancy after she was attacked by the Mind Flayer, despite him having been injured to the point that he almost passed out only a few minutes prior. Not like how Joyce was concerned about and took care of Hopper after he was beat up by the Russian soldier.

At the end of season 3, El told Mike that she loved him and it was heavily implied that she said this because she overheard Mike say it in the other room earlier in the season, but Mike didn’t say it back.

Mike never told El he loved her to her face. She was the first (and only) one to say it face-to-face.

Remember that.

In season 4, we learn from El’s letter that she was lying to Mike. She was completely lying, not just leaving out the bad parts of her life in California. When Mike arrived in California, we saw that El was a bit upset with Mike for writing “From Mike” on the flowers instead of “Love Mike,” but she brushed it off. Then, the roller rink happened, and El’s lies were exposed. Instead of coming clean, she even tried to convince Angela to play it off as a joke. Then, later that night, she retreated, and she isolated herself.

The next day, we saw Mike try to comfort El. He didn’t get upset about the fact that she had lied to him. He simply asked for an explanation. He tried to help her feel more comfortable telling the truth by reminding her that he’s been bullied his whole life. He told her he understood, and he opened up to her and reminded her about his own traumatic memories, only for her to tell him that he didn’t understand. She disregarded his experiences and said that he didn't understand, even though she literally watched him almost kill himself because of a bully.

And still, even after she dismissed his experiences with bullying, he didn’t get mad. He asked for her to explain. Then, she opened up about her own insecurities, and she said that she thought everyone, including him, looked at her like she’s a monster. When Mike tried to reassure her, when he told her he cared for her, El decided to move the conversation off of herself and onto Mike.

Mike is understandably taken off guard by this. El then proceeds to insist that, just because Mike didn’t write the word “love” in his letters, that meant he didn’t love her, despite his reassurances.

Now, obviously, Mike is also in the wrong in this conversation. He lied and said that he did say that he loved her when he didn’t, and he really didn’t handle the situation well after they moved onto the topic of him loving her (ex: saying she was being ridiculous, etc.), but that doesn’t change the fact that El continued pushing this topic that he clearly wasn’t comfortable with. She never considered that maybe he wasn’t ready to say it yet. Again, remember, Mike hadn’t actually said he loved her to her face yet, so really, there should not be any expectation that he should be saying it to her face, or even writing it, right now.

All in all, so far, we’ve seen El lie to Mike, not apologize for lying for months, invalidate his bullying experiences, and get upset with him for not saying something that really shouldn’t have been an expectation yet.

None of this got resolved.

El got arrested. Then, when they reunited, there was no time to really talk about the fight until they made it to Surfer Boy’s Pizza. That little talk they had before Argyle came with the pizza would have been the perfect time for El to apologize for lying and for what she said about his bullying during the fight, but that didn’t happen. So, El never apologized for lying, even after Mike apologized for not saying he loved her more.

None of this means that El is a bad person. El and Mike just don't work romantically because they aren't able to be vulnerable around each other. The one time they talk about how they feel with each other, they end up with a fight that never truly gets resolved. It wasn't resolved with the monologue, not only because Mike’s truthfulness in the monologue was questionable, but also because the argument started with the fact that El lied to Mike, not the issue of Mike not saying he loved her, and that never got resolved.

El hasn’t once shown Mike that he can confide in her, and that, along with many other factors, is why their relationship isn’t going to work out. They needed to establish that platonic bond first. They needed to establish a friendship to fall back on when things in the romantic aspect of their relationship got shaky. If they had established that friendship first, they would be more comfortable going to each other and opening up about their troubles.

With a more solid friendship, they would have been able to go to each other for comfort or reassurance, the same way Mike was able to go to Will, his best friend first and foremost, and talk to him when he was upset and feeling insecure. Also, the same way Max went to Dustin, her friend, when she was worried about the Eddie/Chrissy situation instead of trying to go to Lucas.

Max and Lucas had the same amount of friendship time as Mike and El, and even though they had a better pre-romance friendship, it ultimately wasn't enough to save their relationship. The difference is that Max and Lucas spent season 4 building their friendship back up and solidifying that foundation so that when they do get back together, they’ll be stronger than ever. Mike and El (well, mostly Mike) spent season 4 trying to save their romantic relationship, which is why it still isn’t very strong, even at the end of the season.

Again, this doesn’t make either of them awful people. This all just shows that they are not good for each other romantically, and they never really have been.

So, to conclude my long rambling, as much as Mike idolizes El and her powers, as much as Mike can’t tell El he loves her to her face or without being prompted, as much as Mike can’t show El that he loves her and make her feel loved, El also is completely uninterested in the things that make Mike happy, El never apologized for lying to Mike for months, El invalidated Mike’s traumatic experiences with bullying, and El has never shown Mike that he can go to her for comfort and reassurance.

#i finally finished this #ive been working on it for a few days now #i hope this all makes sense #sorry it's a bit rambley but there was so much i wanted to say lol #el and mike's relationship is bad for BOTH of them #once again just making it clear that el is a wonderful person and an amazing character but she just isn't a good gf to mike #just like how mike isnt a good bf to el #they are both to blame #elmike #mike wheeler #el hopper #anti m*leven #anti milkvan #stranger things #byler #<- not really but yknow #target audience #stranger things analysis #milkvan is bones #tbh im not even trying to hate on m*leven but they really just aren't good for each other

[munson-master]

Well…Shit | Part Two

Part one Part Three

Summary: After getting your character killed in the last DnD session Eddie kind of freaks. Lucas not being able to make the next session does NOT help Dustin out either.

Eddie x Reader

A/N: well I guess this is a series now?? I still have no idea what I’m doing so forgive me for any mistakes.

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You almost dreaded going to lunch today. It was Friday and Friday meant campaign night which would normally have you buzzing with excitement. The whole table would be talking about tonight’s session but there was a slight problem this time around.

 You had died.

 Well your character did at least, and the session had already run so late that Eddie had no choice but to end it there. Dustin and You both protested obviously, him out of guilt and you out of the need to know what happened. The rest of the party though had complained, Lucas, Gareth, and Jeff both saying it was already midnight and they needed to head home.

“C’mon just another 20 minutes guys I can fix this!” Dustin pleads while flipping through his handbook. The others start to slowly pack their stuff up. Eddie remains silent, still glaring at poor Dustin. You knew he would simmer down, he loved that little nerd like a little brother, even if he wouldn’t admit to it.

“No way it’s been five hours man! I have basketball practice in the morning.” Lucas was already heading towards the door. Dustin looked up at everyone packing and leaving and let out a sigh before turning to both you and Eddie.

You knew you couldn’t ask them to stay later so you just sighed and packed up your supplies. Eddie started packing up too but kept stealing glances at you.

Dustin too, you could tell he felt so bad about what happened. He tried to apologize at least ten times, each time though you would say it was ok. Eventually he had to leave too with Mike.  He sent one more worried look as you waved good bye before walking out leaving just you and Eddie.

With the two of you alone you set your stuff back down and heaved a heavy sigh.

“Babe…sweetheart. I’m so sorry-” Eddie began knowing how upset you were at ending the session there.

“It’s ok Eds it’s late I understand.” You cut him off finally looking up at him.

“No! No y/n I’m sorry I let the trap go off. I know how important your character is…I know how much time you’ve spent… we’ve spent on this campaign! I’m dungeon master damn it I could have cheated the system. Could have lied about the damage roll. I could have just forgotten about the damn trap all together.” He rambled growing more upset with each word. He ran his fingers through his hair before pushing both palms into his eyes.

“That little shit Dustin just had to trigger it while you were in range. I had planned for you to avoid it…your dex is so high I though the hit wouldn’t land.” He kept going voice becoming strained near the end. You could tell he was starting to freak out so you stepped closer bringing your hands to his waist to get his attention.

“Eds hey! Eddie calm down. It’s just-“ you started trying to calm the growing anxiety you could see building in your boyfriend.

 “Do NOT say it’s just a game! I know we both feel the same way about this!!��� He cut you off voice rising, panic setting in.

“Ouch! You wound me Munson! I would never say it’s just a game.” You grip your heart in mock horror.

“ I was going to say it’s just one session. We still have a whole session to work things out. Sinclair is a cleric right?? We can see if he has revivify prepared or raise dead. Even with the -4 modifier his level is high. There are still options babe.” You put your arms back around his waist reassuring him with a smile. Sure you were upset in the moment but giving the play through some thought, this definitely wasn’t the end of your character.

“Besides, I would never forgive you if you cheated! How could our magnificent DM even suggest that?! I would never want to ruin any part of what you have planned for a campaign! EVER!” You move your hands to his cheeks and squeeze. You put on an overly dramatic pout and glare at him.

He stares at you, panic subsiding only to be replaced with adoration. He loves how into the game you are, he loves how you can think things through logically, he loves how you can talk him down after he gets worked up. Most of all he just loves you.

“I love you; you know?”

He quietly mumbles while placing his forehead to yours.

“Hehe oh I know!”

You can’t help but grin as you pull his face down towards yours.

“And I love you. I’ll love you from beyond the grave and everything Munson.” You whisper the last part in a goofy haunting tone, lips just barely brushing his as you shut your eyes.

Eddie laughs and then closes the distance not even bothering to respond. The kiss is slow, chaste almost, you can feel his lips pull into a smile.

When you break apart, he wraps an arm around you giving you a squeeze before grabbing the rest of his stuff.

“Well one things for sure…. I’m gonna torment that little brat next round!” He lets out an exaggerated cackle while sending you a wink.

You slap his arm lightly “hey leave poor Dustin alone I thought he was going to cry earlier with those death glares you were sending him!”

You laugh while grabbing your bag with your free hand.

“So?! He literally killed you y/n! And YOU cried!” Eddie points out while holding the door for you out into the parking lot.

“Hey! It was one tear!” You shot back while holding back a laugh.

“Still, no one makes my baby cry.” He grumbled to which you actually let out a laugh.

“Technically you are just as guilty mister!” You poked him in the chest while walking backwards.

“Hey!” He shouts, smile plastered on his face as he rushes forward to grab you around the waist. You squeal as he lifts you into the air and gives you a spin around. Your shriek turning into a fit of giggles as he brings you back down to plant a quick kiss before grabbing your hand and walking home.

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You smile remembering the walk home that night but are brought out of your thoughts as you see your boyfriend up on the lunch table spreading his famous mockery of the average student.

You spot Dustin and Mike sit down just as Eddie was in the middle of dramatically reading aloud from a newspaper which warned of the dangers of D&D, and when he finished the article, he jumped on the table in order to give a speech about forced conformity. You arrived at the table just as he was finishing up his tirade about being labeled a freak.

“Y/N! Sweetheart! You agree right?” He asked grabbing your hand as the two of you sit back down. “Every word Eds” you smile while using your other hand to open the soda can you brought.

He plays with your fingers while the two of you happily chat. You’re talking about tonight’s session when Dustin and Mike interrupt.

“A-actually about tonight- “

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“Can you BELIEVE THEM?” Eddie rages as you follow him out to the parking lot.

“Postpone the session? not come tonight? After literally KILLING you last session?!? What because Sinclair is too busy conforming to the stereotypical jock?? Bullshit pure bullshit.” He seethed while pacing back and forth.

“Eddie…” you warn as you see him work himself up.

“What? You can’t tell me you’re ok with that!?”  He spins to face you while you just cross your arms over your chest.

“Obviously not babe. I just think before getting too pissed off we wait and see who they bring tonight.” You point out.

“Yeah, but Sinclair is the cleric! How are you supposed to be revived if there’s no cleric?! Or paladin. Or someone with a prepared spell??” He stresses which just makes you smile.

“Eddie that’s the least of our worries if my guesses are correct. I’ve been reading up and I’m almost positive that I know what crazy boss fight you have planned this round.” You smirk while giving him a nose boop stunning the poor boy.

“I-impossible!” He shouts in mock surprise. “No one can know of my plans!” He shouts as he rushes you wrapping his arms around your middle and lifting you.

“We will just have to see I suppose! But seriously stop picking on Dustin! I forgive him and you have to be impartial as DM or it’s no fun!!” You giggle while resting your hands on his shoulders. He’s still lifting you so you’re looking down at his pouting lips and his scrunched brow.

“No promises y/n …. He needs at least a little torment” he whines as you bring your lips to his.

“Fine fine…. you are the best dungeon master I’ve ever had so I have no choice but to trust you.” You roll your eyes and giggle as he sets you back down.

“Henderson better deliver sweetheart, or I’ll roast him.” He grins while you just sigh the two of you heading back into the building to set up the session.

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You anxiously wait for the rest of the party to show up, your knee bouncing up and down. You kept glancing over at Eddie as he poured over his notes preparing for tonight’s session. You watch as he places each figure down on the map right where they were last week. His hand hesitates on your figure though a frown forming on his lips.

“It will be ok Eds! Really even if they don’t find anyone who can cast revivify, I know you have something cooked up for them to get me back.” You try to reassure your boyfriend as he finally places you figure prone on its side next to the sarcophagus.

Eddie bites his lip before giving you a reassuring grin. “You bet sweetheart”

Before you could reply the doors burst open and in walk Dustin, Mike, and…a literal child.

Before you could even introduce yourself, Eddie is talking over you.

“Absolutely not.”

“You asked for a sub, and we delivered” Dustin shot back glancing over to you with a nervous smile.

“This is hellfire club not babysitting club!” you could tell this agitated him, you saw the slight tensing of his neck.

“I’m eleven you long haired freak” before you could talk him down the girl with an American flag tied around her steps up with a quick reply. You had to hold in an outright laugh, failing as you let out a slight snicker causing Eddie’s eyes to snap over to you before going right back to the girl.

“The child speaks…what’s your name child?” When she answers with the name Erica Sinclair your eyes widen. You had heard of this girl, mostly through Lucas complaining about her but still you knew she was sharp.

“So, this is Sinclair’s infamous sister…what’s your class and level? Level one dwarf?” You watch as Eddie tries to intimidate the small girl, if it was any other person, you would have stepped in, but you knew Eddie. You knew this was a test to see if she really was one of his lost sheep or whatever he liked to call you guys.

“My name is lady Apple Jack and I’m a chaotic-good half-elf rouge, level 14 and I will sneak behind any monster you throw my way and stab them in the back with my poison-soaked kukri and I’ll smile as I watch them die a slow agonizing death.” She snaps back making you actually laugh out loud this time.

“Oh my god I love her. Baby oh my gods she perfect!” You bounce in your seat shooting a wide grin over to the confident little sass master.

“But you forget babe…she is no cleric. Nor a paladin.” He reminds you and the room goes silent for a second, you all had almost forgotten how the last session ended.

Almost.

“Yeah, I heard about that shit Dustin pulled last game too and I will have you know that I have quite a few artifacts and items in my bag of holding that only a level 14 thief rouge would have.” Erica boasts smugly, never once breaking eye contact with Eddie.

A second passes, you all are holding your breath.

A grin spreads across Eddie’s face as he reaches a handout.

“Welcome to Hellfire!”

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A/N: ok so here it is...Part two. I feel like I could probably make this into a longer series if anyone is interested.

Honestly though this whole fic writing is super new to me so if anyone has any tips or suggestions that would be great.

Part two on behalf of:

@mizelophsun11 @ali-r3n @jadeylovesmarvelxo @agentyuna

#eddie munson #eddie x you #eddie x y/n #Eddie #eddie munson x reader #eddie my beloved #eddie stranger things #stranger things #reader #DnD stranger things #dungeon master Eddie #dm Eddie #well…shit

[hades-10397]

31 Days of Harringrove

Prompt: A Very Gay Christmas Party

It’s been a couple of months since Steve had his bi awakening. Thanks to Robin he finally unlocked why he could never get Billy Hargrove off his mind. Once he put two and two together it’s didn’t really make him feel any better. First guy Steve has a thing for and he’s straight. Go figure. His mood started to get worse the more he saw Billy. When he would drop by the video store to pick a movie out for some ‘date’. Or when he would drop Max off at his place for dnd. No matter what he did. Billy was always on his mind.

“Alright Steve this is just sad now.” Robin leaned over the counter with her head resting in her hand. “I don’t want to hear it Miss “I’m playing the long game with Heather”. Steve has been talking about how he’s had to see Billy more recently with the holidays. The party saw each other for Halloween, Thanksgiving and now with Christmas in a few days its none stop hang out sessions at Steve’s. He loves having them over but this was getting to hard for him. “Hey I have a great idea!” He sighed and stopped what he was doing.

“And what pray tell is that.” He faces her with his hands on his hips. She started to smile and he knew that smile. It always got them into trouble. Before Steve could say anything she already started. “There’s a gay club in Indianapolis that’s having a Christmas night tonight. We should go! Get your mind off of Billy and mine off of Heather.” He rolled his eyes. “Come on it’s a win win situation!” He started walking away not wanting to hear anything else. “Robin I don’t want to forget Billy… it’s not like that. Plus I would have to drive all the way there.”

It was almost time to close the store when someone walked in. “Welcome to Family Video.” Steve greeted the customers but didn’t look at who it was. He just kept sweeping hoping the day would end. “Well don’t get all excited Harrington.” He sighed cursing under his breathe. “Hello Hargrove. What can I do you for.” He learned the broom up against the walk close by and put his attention on Billy. “Oh you know the usual. Hot date. need a movie to set the mood.” He was smirking at Steve. “You know the drill don’t ya Pretty boy.” He rolled his eyes and continued to check Billy out. “Alright now get out so I can close. I want to actually go home at some point”

Once Billy left Steve rushed to lock the doors and ran to the back. Robin looked up surprised at him. “Alright let’s go to that club.” She got excited and talk about what they were going to wear. About an hour later changed and ready they made there way to the big city. The drive was fun singing back and forth and listen to Robin talk about how many girls she going to pull tonight. Steve didn’t know how he honestly felt about this but he was tired of feeling this way. He deserved one night to not think about Billy.

They parked and made their way in the club. “Holy shit.” They spoke at the same time taking everything in. The only thing lighting up the club were Christmas lights and different trees in corners. It looked amazing. Garland on just about anything and … were those men dress up as Mrs. Claus? “Let’s go get drinks!” Robin pulled him towards the bar. There was a very shirtless man with a Santa hat on taking orders. She ordered some fruity drink and he got a water since he would be driving back.

They talked at the bar for awhile till some girl got Robins attention. She smiled and he wished her luck. Now he was all alone. He’s never really been in this kind of scene so he just stayed near the bar making sure he could see Robin. “Well well well would you look at that.” He knew that voice. Steve turned around and gasped when he met familiar eyes. “ Am I dreaming or is that you Harrington.” Billy smirked. “Billy? What are you doing here.” He watched Billy run his fingers through his hair. “Same as you Pretty boy. Tryin to find a guy to show me a good night.”

“A guy?… Wait! Are you gay?” Steve didn’t mean to sound so surprised but.. it was Billy they were talking about he’s like the straightest guy in town! Billy sighed. “Dude I thought I was being obvious. I came into the store almost everyday to see you.” Wait what. He came in all those times to see him? “But you said you had dates!” “Yeah because it was a believable excuse to see you dumbass.” Steve looked at him like he was speaking in a different language. “Look let’s go out for a smoke. I’ll tell the bartender to watch band girl for you.”

They made there way out side. Billy handed Steve a cigarette and lit it for him then did the same for himself. “So really.. all this time you liked me.” Steve took a drag pacing around. “Yep. Didn’t know if you were in to guys too or I would have made my move already.” He was watching Steve awhile he spoke. God they wasted so much time. He took another drag then flicked the cigarette to the ground. He walked right up into Billy’s space and kissed him. He felt Billy be surprised by the act but made a smooth recovery by bringing his hands to the sides of his face. Steve pulled him closer by his shirt groaning as the kiss became more heated.

“I made my move. You make yours.”

#billy hargrove #harringrove #steve harrington #billy x steve #harringrove fic #31 days of harringrove

[6rookie-writer0110]

I would like to request one with Amy Lee (Evanescence vocalist) x Male Reader smut with agegap (Amy 41 and reader 23)

The reader is a world famous singer and is a fan of the band Evanescence, more specifically, Amy Lee, so he wants to do a collaboration with her, the reader in person contacts Amy's manager and asks for her cell phone number and thus the reader communicates with Amy, who tells her that he wants to collaborate together, Amy knows the reader and he music, since her son Jack is a fan of the reader, and Amy also really likes his music, so for those two reasons she agrees to do the collaboration. The weeks go by and they get closer to the point of being good friends, the reader has already met Amy's son and her husband and they also got along excellently, one day the reader did a karaoke session with Jack, Amy and her husband Josh where they had a great time.

When they officially release the song on musical platforms, it ends up being a complete success, to the point of being nominated for a Grammy and for that reason, both the reader and Amy decide make a music video, but they will do it after the awards.

It's time for the Grammy ceremony, Amy and the reader are sitting together and when they name several great artists for the collaboration of the year, among them the reader and Amy, who end up winning the Grammy, the two hug each other, Amy hugs her son and husband (who accompanied Amy and the reader) and they go up on stage to accept their award and give a speech of thanks.

After the awards they go to the after-party, but Amy is only there for a while, since she has to return to her family, but the reader ends up convincing her to celebrate for a while longer, but not at the party, so the reader and Amy leave there to go to the reader's car and go for a ride while they talk calmly and friendly.

They arrive at the reader's house and leave their awards on the living room table, and the reader, taking advantage of the euphoria of having won an award, leans down and kisses Amy, and she backs away a little, but she liked it, so now she is the one who leans in to kiss the reader, the reader ends up sitting in his couch and Amy sits on top of the reader still kissing, the reader begins to undress Amy, but she resists a little, since she does not want to cheat on her husband, since she married him in 2007, she has been in a very happy and healthy marriage, but ends up giving in since she is very horny.

They both end up having passionate sex on the couch, and they rest a little, talking casually, and kiss again and now go to the reader's room and spend the rest of the night there (in which most of the night they will be awake having sex of all kinds and in different positions)

Please & thank you.

I love her music

#requested

[nicklangfordmuse]

“i didn’t come here to watch you flirt with other people.”

It's been a week since Katrina and her friends joined the tour but ever since then, they just go straight to their hotel room after every show. For tonight, they decided to do things differently. They agreed to go with the rest of the gang to a party so this would be the first time Katrina would see Nick in a public setting like this. Usually, it's just either on stage or in the hotel room.

The moment they arrived at the scene, most people were either drunk already, passing around drugs or just grinding on each other's behind. It truly is a place of noise and rock, something Katrina isn't used to a lot. "I'm starting to regret going out of our room." Katrina murmured to his ear since the music was too loud. Is this even called music when you can't hear anything but loud beats?

"Come on. It's gonna be fun. We'll get a few drinks, dance and see where the night takes us." Nick insisted. "If you still don't feel like staying after an hour, we can go back to the hotel and have our own fun."

Katrina figured she'd give it a try. After all, this is him, showing her what it's like to live in the rockstar's world on tour and she wanted to really know what goes on, even if she'd rather be bouncing on him in their room.

Going around, they got their bottles of beer and tried to have fun. He encouraged her to dance and so she did. He wasn't much of a dance and she'd definitely suggest he sticks with his guitar but it was nice to see Nick trying. It was actually adorable so she just danced along. After a while, Nick excused himself to get them some shots. Katrina insisted on staying in the dance floor since Rowena joined her while Polly was somewhere making out with the band's lead singer. They have grown a bond similar to what she and Nick has.

After a short while, she realized Nick had been away too long. It doesn't take ten minutes to get to shots so when she turned to the bar, he saw Nick talking to another woman. She knew the girl wasn't from their group so she suddenly felt something boiling inside her. A few seconds later, she wasn't in the mood to dance anymore. When the girl started laughing at what Nick said, Katrina decided to finally leave. "Let's go back to the hotel." She insisted and Rowena was confusing. Seeing where her eyes were, Rowena realized that her friend didn't like what she saw. "Alright, sweetie. Let's go." She finally agreed, leading her friend out of the building.

When Nick came back to where he left Katrina 15 minutes ago, she wasn't there anymore. Looking around, he couldn't find her at all and even her friend Rowena was nowhere. Spotting Polly with Jeff in the corner, he had to interrupt the make out session. "Have you guys seen Katrina?" Nick asked. Polly pulled back, laughing out loud as Jeff kept kissing her neck. "How could you lose her? Weren't you two attached to the hips from the start?" She teased, bringing her lips back to Jeff's.

Nick figured he wouldn't get an answer from them so he tried to call Katrina repeatedly. She wasn't answering his calls so he sent her a few texts, asking where she is.

"I went back to the hotel. Have fun at your party." She finally replied.

Groaning to himself, Nick was confused why she left without him. They agreed to leave together if the party got too boring for them but she's probably on a cab now back to the hotel. Girls started coming up to him, seeing he wasn't with anyone anymore but Nick just couldn't do it. He talked to them but Katrina was on his mind and she's probably pissed at him for whatever reason but he intends to find out as soon as possible.

Nick went back to the hotel but when he got to their room, Katrina wasn't there. She couldn't be with Polly but since he couldn't find Rowena earlier too, he figured that's where she is. Knocking on the door, Rowena opened it, thinking it was room service but to her surprise, it was Nick. "What are you doing here, rockstar?" Rowena asked, mocking him with the nickname.

"Is Katrina here? I don't know what's going on but she left the party before I could get us some shots." Nick explained and Rowena rolled her eyes at him, about to rain fire on the guitarist but Katrina got in the way. "I got this, Ro. Thanks." She said, motioning for Rowena to go back inside. Stepping out to the hallway, she thought about what she wanted to say but Nick beat her to it.

"What's going on? Why did you leave me back there?" Nick asked in confusion.

"You were clearly having fun and I simply did not want to interrupt." She said calmly but it confused Nick more.

"What does that mean? I thought we were having fun. Why is it that I'm the only one who was having fun now?" He asked. "I got us some shots and we were having an amazing time but when I got back to where I left you, you were gone. What happened there?"

Katrina was getting more and more annoyed as she remembered what happened in between their dancing as when he left to get shots. She was fuming but she didn't want to show weakness. "It doesn't take you 10 minutes to get two shots." She finally said but his face still looked confused so she had to be more direct. “I didn’t come here to watch you flirt with other people.”

Just then, it finally sank in his head what she meant. Letting out a chuckle, he remembered bumping into a girl while getting the shots and they got into a very quick conversation which she probably saw. "You've been watching me?" He teased, having that devilish smirk on his face.

Katrina groaned and shook her head, pissed that Nick didn't even get his point. "If you think I was guarding you or something, I wasn't. You said you were getting shots and when it took you longer than the entire Stillwater album, I wondered where you were!"

Her rage was quite adorable but also sexy so Nick couldn't wipe the grin off his face. He wanted to say something but Nick knew he'd just start laughing if he spoke. "Look." He started, trying to be clear and calm as he explained himself. "I bumped into a girl who turned out to be a fan and she came to the concert last night. She said she tried throwing her bra to the stage but the security caught it and gave it back to her. I told her I'm glad she got it back because no one in the band would want to have it." He explained, chuckling more as he remembered how the girl explained it. "She found it funny so we just laughed about it. I told her I would give her an autograph if she found a marker but it took her a while so I never got to sign anything. "

Katrina listened, realizing she judged the situation way too soon before hearing him out but this lifestyle, the tour life of a rockstar just feels overwhelming and complicated, mixed with how she was starting to feel about this guy in front of her. "I wasn't flirting with anyone tonight. It's called being friendly to the fans. No matter what, I'm still coming back to this hotel room with you — with or without clothes, your choice." He said teasingly, reaching to gently rub her chin with his thumb. "I would've gone back here with you if that's what you wanted. Just say the word and we'll have much more fun grinding on the bed than at a party." He added, reaching from his pocket and shower her a condom. "Jealousy is such a sexy emotion and it's making me really horny right now."

#verse: almost famous

[circlique]

Avatar DND: Session 15!

Last session ended with the Flamer attempting to kidnap Kayita, the undercover Dai Li agent. This session picks up with a full blown legal trial conducted by gym rats. Other fun things include our first true adoption of an NPC, more visions, and an appearance by the Avatar.

Previous sessions

Last time we ended on Flamer and Zhongchung ambushing and capturing Kayita in the meditation garden. This session picks up on the immediate aftermath. The commotion drew a crowd, and Reiker steps forward to try and figure out what happened. Flamer had already cut himself and Zhongchung with his swords to frame Kayita for attacking them, then accuses Kayita of being a mindbender. Reiker agrees to restrain Kayita by tying him to a nearby tree and says they will interrogate him when he wakes up.

At this point, the rest of the party has arrived. Nobody knows what’s going on and is forced to stand by, confused as everybody else, as Flamer recaps his cover story. He reiterates that he and Zhongchung were just there to meditate and woke up to Kayita attacking with his own swords. Flamer winks hoping the rest of the party will see it and know that this isn’t the truth and help him somehow.

Meanwhile, Reiker gently rouses Kayita by papping his cheeks. It takes him a minute to come around, but once he does, Kayita FREAKS the fuck out, no cool at all. He raises his voice and rambles about Flamer predicting his movements and being a mindbender or a “timebender”, something crazy! He of course denies the story about attacking Flamer and Zhongchung and says it was actually Flamer who leaped out of a tree and threw a shirt over his head.

Reiker weighs the two stories, and admits that in the time since Kayita has been at the training ground, he’s been a chill dude and he can’t think of a motive he would have for attacking two people unprovoked. Flamer says the motive is obviously because Flamer beat him in his last sparring match, and losing to a nonbender is embarrassing, so Kayita came after him. Kayita denies it and says he loses all the time, Reiker knows he isn’t a sore loser!

Flamer then switches tactics to focus on Kayita being a mindbender. After all, it’s suspicious that Kayita showed up alone to the training ground. Flamer says Kayita must have known that Flamer knew something was different about him, so Kayita had to take him out!

Reiker is still skeptical of this. After all, all the mindbenders were thought to have been wiped out the last time the Avatar faced off with them in Ba Sing Se ten years ago. Still, Flamer is adamant and continues his accusations.

Kayita is starting to get desperate and calls out to Chai Li to back him up. After all, they know each other from the Southern Water Tribe right? Mindbenders are just a myth? He fully expects Chai Li to help out a fellow agent…but Chai Li pretends to not know him. Kayita goes white, recognizing this as a betrayal.

Reiker decides he’s not getting anywhere while Flamer and Kayita are able to a argue and refute each other, and announces that the interrogations must be done separately. He starts assigning “guards” to Flamer, Zhongchung, and Kayita and steps aside to formulate a list of questions. Flamer warns Reiker again to not be alone with Kayita because he might be able to mindbend him to escape.

The rest of the party decides this whole ordeal cannot go unaddressed, and goes somewhere else to talk. Flamer and Zhongchung are still being held at the meditation area. Despite no one actually seeing what happened, they are able to piece it together through the Chai Li’s conversation with Flamer before he ran off to do the kidnapping, the two accounts, and Flamer’s wink that a couple of party members did manage to catch.

The obvious question is what to do with Kayita, as he now knows about Chai Li’s associations with the party AND with Juno, highlighting him as a traitor to the Dai Li. If Kayita is allowed to go free, he’ll report Chai Li’s betrayal back to the Dai Li, and the party’s cover will be blown. Syntagma is quick to suggest just killing him to be done with it, but Chai Li points out there’s tons of people around, they can’t just kill a guy in the middle of the camp! Kelsang also points out that the last Dai Li agent to have contact with Chai Li dying suddenly when he’s already under suspicion will probably also make Chai Li look like a traitor. Why don’t they just play their role as agents of the League Against Mindbenders (after all, their original mission was to find and apprehend Juno), say they’re taking Kayita into custody, and then see if Juno can hypnotize him to forget Chai Li before handing him over to LT and the League?

The party hears snickering from the bushes, because apparently Juno has a very high stealth modifier and is constantly following the party from the bushes like some kind of little gremlin. She reveals herself and compliments the interesting suggestion, but reminds Kelsang that hypnotism is a three day process minimum, and requires a lot of setup with items she doesn’t have. She’s also never done it before, making it risky. Syntagma suggests lobotomizing Kayita instead, to which Juno laughs.

Klo finally makes an actually realistic suggestion, saying Chai Li and Juno could mindbend Kayita’s guards to let him escape. It will look like Kayita did it and cement his guilt, solving the more immediate problem of getting Flamer off the hook. Then the group can apprehend him and figure out what to do with him. Juno LIKES this idea because it is especially devious coming from Klo. The group agrees to try it and head back to the meditation garden.

Reiker begins the interrogations with Flamer, asking why exactly Flamer and Zhongchung were both meditating at the same time, knowing the rule that one person must always be awake to stand as lookout? Flamer says maybe Kayita mindbent them to both meditate at the same time, and he thinks Kayita’s attack woke him up. Reiker asks, if Kayita really wanted to kill him, why not go for the head? (Flamer’s wounds were on his legs) Flamer says Kayita is a psychopath so obviously he wanted him to suffer. Reiker asks about the Juno comment. Flamer says the Juno comment was just to get into Kayita’s head. At this point the DM asked for a deception check, and naturally Flamer rolled a 1 (one of MANY our party would roll this session). Reiker is suspicious of course and starts to move on to Zhongchung, but Flamer calls back to him and admits he hasn’t been telling the truth. He then says he’s actually actually an agent with the League Against Mindbenders, and he’s been watching Kayita for a while. REIKER BUYS THIS and says he’ll be in contact with LT.

Moving on to Zhongchung. Zhongchung says his father always told him he needs a lawyer, so he wants a lawyer before answering any questions. Reiker asks someone to go find out if anyone in the camp is a lawyer. Turns out there isn’t much overlap between gym rats and attorneys. When asked if he has any experience with law, Syntagma says he ID the law and agrees to represent Zhongchung, and for some reason no one questions this conflict of interests. Zhongchung asks for legal advice and Syntagma says not to talk anymore, he’ll do the talking. Syntagma wants a recess on every question, so Reiker gives him a list so he can just answer them all at once. Below are the questions Reiker asked and the answers Syntagma told Zhongchung to give.

1. How did you wake up? Answer: when Kayita attacked

2. What happened? Answer: we were just meditating and he attacked us.

3. What provoked Kayita? Answer: don’t know.

4. Is Chai Li working for Juno? Answer: pretend to not know either of those people.

Reiker still seems skeptical, but moves on to Kayita.

Kayita gives the real version of events, recapping how Flamer ambushed him and Zhongchung dropped a rock on him. Meanwhile, Chai Li mindbends Reiker to believe Kayita is not in his right mind due to how emotional he’s getting, but rolls nat 1, so Reiker instead believes him with conviction. Reiker asks Kayita to circle back to something else he mentioned and explain what a timebender is.!Kayita says he doesn’t know but it was like Flamer knew his every move and he couldn’t get away, and even mentioned that was what he was! “Something’s not right about him!” Reiker asks what would have provoked Flamer, Kayita says he thinks Flamer is just insane.

Reiker wraps up the interrogations and goes to confer with the other “guards” leaving Kayita with two randos to keep an eye on him. He’s leaning towards Kayita’s innocence at this point, and has him untied before he goes, believing him to not be a threat.

At this point, the group enacts their plan. Klo tries to use bloodbending to make one of Kayita’s guards faint, but rolls a nat 1. It just makes the guys feet feel hot since she was trying to pull all the blood to his feet. Chai Li compensates by mindbending the other guard to feel really hungry. He rolls high enough that this is moderately successful, and the guard 2 agrees to keep watch while guard 1 goes to get them food. Kayita looks at them strangely, wondering if they’re just stupid or if something else is going on. Juno, who is hiding out in the bushes, waits until guard 1 is gone, then induces fatigue in guard 2 until he passes out. Kayita is quietly freaking out again, and Chai Li tries to induce nervousness for him to run away. The rolls are really close, so Kayita doesn’t outright run but starts nervously shifting away. Juno finally succeeds in inducing enough fear for him to run, and he takes off.

Kelsang and a couple other guys give chase. Kelsang shoots a couple air blasts at him but keeps missing, made worse by Kayita mindbending the other guards to get in Kelsang’s way. After a couple more attempts and misses, Kayita tries to mindbend Kelsang to let him escape, trying to play to his pacifistic airbender ideals, but Kelsang rolls a NAT 20 (FINALLY) on the saving throw. The result is that Kayita’s mindbending has absolutely no effect at all on Kelsang, and Kayita is so surprised by the airbender’s (of all people!) resolve to bring him to justice that he trips over himself. Kelsang traps him in a whirlwind, giving the other guards enough time to catch up and restrain him. Kayita is successfully arrested, and the League is notified. They will come for Kayita in two days.

The group ends up back on the beach and after some deliberation, decides to just let Kayita get taken by the LAMB. Two days isn’t long enough to hypnotize him into forgetting information, even if they could get Juno close enough to perform it. Chai Li had floated the idea of trying to get him to switch sides, but everyone else found this idea too risky. There is some concern that Kayita’s lack of reports back to the Dai Li will set off some red flags, but due to each agent’s unique ways of encrypting letters, there’s no way to fake his reports. We simply have to hope the Dai Li will chalk his arrest up to incompetence and not take the time to try and bust him out or interrogate him.

Ong was eavesdropping in the bushes, but decides to reveal himself. During Kayita’s arrest, he dropped a letter, which Ong picked up and kept a secret until he could deliver it. The letter is from Kayita, addressed to Chai Li, but uses DAI LEE’S encryption key, so Chai Li can read it. It says the following:

“Chai Li, I respect your adherence to secrecy when it comes to the plan. But you can trust Kayita with all the details except what we will do when we get into the spirit world. Continue pursuing the Avatar, but don’t let it detract from your primary mission. I expect an update in two weeks by lionhawk. - Dai Lee”

This letter was apparently meant as reassurance after Chai Li and Kayita’s initial interaction, but it brings up an interesting contradiction: Chai Li doesn’t know the plan that this letter implies he should. So is Chai Li’s apparent brainwashing the work of someone other than Dai Lee, or is the letter simply a red herring meant to throw him off?

Chai Li has not yet shared the note, and wants Ong to leave first, thinking knowing the information in the letter would put the kid at risk. And frankly, no one is really sure we can trust him.

This is when Ong decides to admit he really enjoys hanging out with our group of misfits and we’re the closest thing to friends he has, but he’ll leave and come back some other time if we tell him to. Flamer rolls insight, rolls VERY high, and as it turns out, Flamer had a friend back in the day with overprotective parents who wouldn’t let him have friends, and he sees a parallel here and believes Ong to be genuine. There’s a little more discussion as some of the party members ask more about Ong’s home life, and we learn that not only does Ong’s father teach him things NO 11 year old has any business learning, like PAIN TOLERANCE AND INTERROGATION TECHNIQUES, but Ong doesn’t enjoy them, doesn’t really get along with any of Xin Li’s 50-some-odd students, and is apparently confused what we’re asking when we ask if his parents even love him. Opinions quickly flip and we decide we are Ong’s new parents. He can come with us, but is getting sent home at the first sign of true, life threatening danger. And so, we adopted our first NPC. (Juno doesn’t count, she adopted us, after all.)

Ong goes home for the night so as to not arouse suspicion with Laminar, after which Chai shares the note with the rest of the team. Juno says again that she thinks he was hypnotized, but we can’t figure out by who or why.

We did a timeskip of about two weeks here. During that time we continued to improve our skills, became more respected around the camp for catching that filthy mindbender, becoming competent fighters, etc etc.

Now we kind of entered a period of info dumping. Apparently our DM has a lot of stuff he needed to set up for us in a short amount of time.

The party heads to the meditation garden for another round of meditation. We all get visions specific to our characters once again.

Klo: Her vision starts with her treading water, holding Kelsang’s dead body. She feels a heightened sense of guilt for letting this happen, but then she feels a hand on her shoulder. She blinks, and she is now in a grassy field still holding Kelsang. Her father has his hand on her shoulder, and he looks at her tenderly and says she must learn to forgive herself both as a leader and a person, by making things right. She asks if she deserves what she has, and if she’s worthy to lead the Northern Water Tribe. He says there is no one more deserving than her, but to accept herself, she has to make things right with Kelsang.

Flamer: He again sees himself in a rowboat below the destroyed Central Air Temple, floating helplessly as Maika demolishes the team around him. A dragon comes down from above and splashes down next to him. It is not the dragon shark, but a different one. It doesn’t look “materialized”, and has an iridescent and somewhat transparent appearance like oil on water. It says to him that if he seeks the dragon’s blessing, he must prove his heart worthy not through desires, words, or actions, but through the intent behind his actions. He can’t do good just for the blessing, but must actually seek to bring good to the world. Flamer asks the dragon’s name, to which it replies “Kilauea”, the same dragon who granted Reiker his bending.

Chai Li: Chai Li again sees himself standing next to Dai Lee with team looking betrayed across from him. Dai Lee says Chai Li has all the information he needs to defeat him locked away, and that he must remember what he’s forgotten. Chai Li asks why he forgot this. Dai Lee says this answer lies in a dangerous place that he must find himself.

Syntagma: Syntagma is at the base of his mine clutching Zhongchung’s dead body. Syntagma realizes this is a memory from like 10 years ago in which a similar cave in happened, and Syntagma was narrowly able to save Zhongchung and his siblings. This is a twisted version of what could have happened. Syntagma does believe this to be real though and is upset, because he put all his legacy into one child and now he’s gone. He feels a presence behind him, and upon turning around, it’s the previous earth king. He is the absolute pinnacle of earth kingdom culture, the current king is nothing compared to this guy. He tells Syntagma to rise, which he does, and asks him to walk with him. The king asks Syntagma what he thinks the king’s legacy was. Syntagma answers that he had so much wealth/fame/fortune, his name is eternal, he was blessed with extreme success, and he is what legacy wishes it was. The king says all of his children have died, so what then was his legacy? He had all the money but his nation suffered, again, what was his legacy? Syntagma doesn’t understand and asks what he means, since Syntagma equates wealth with success. The king says wealth is superfluous, and real legacy is the impact he can have in the people he can reach. The king’s legacy was to make 99% of people miserable. Syntagma isn’t sure how much he agrees. The king says Syntagma must strive for another legacy, or his greed will be used against him in the coming battle.

Kelsang, again, is unable to tear his thoughts away from the Avatar and astral projects to where he feels her energy the strongest. This time, he finds himself out in the wilderness with the light of a campfire in the distance. He approaches…and finds Maika alone absolutely UGLY CRYING, like full on sobs. Kelsang was NOT prepared for this and it immediately shakes his resolve to give her a piece of his mind, because he is still too kind to kick a person when they’re down.

He ends up standing across the fire from her awkwardly, but when she doesn’t notice him, he finally works up the courage to say “You look like you need someone to talk to.” Maika immediately jumps into defensive mode and is ready to start shooting fireballs at him—until she realizes he isn���t physically there. She literally can’t make him leave, so she reluctantly sits down and makes it abundantly clear through her mannerisms that she wants him to leave.

He’s undeterred though, and asks her why she let Juno live. Maika tries to chalk it up to the dragon attack interrupting her, but doesn’t really have an answer when Kelsang points out she had Juno right where she wanted her for several minutes before that. Kelsang confesses that he wants to get rid of Panggu, but only if he is able to see that Maika has good in her first. He wants to see her hesitation to kill Juno as a glimmer of hope, but it doesn’t even scratch the surface as far as the scores of other innocent deaths she’s caused. She basically says “sorry not sorry” about the Central Air Temple, to which he replies he doesn’t want her apology until she means it (and even then, maybe not ever). He asks what she thinks the role of the Avatar is in the world, because she’s sure bringing a lot more darkness than balance.

This strikes a nerve and she LOSES it on him, going on an epic rant about how problem after problem she solved with her team cropped up again and again and killing the perpetrators was the only permanent solution—how he could never understand because he hasn’t been through the trauma she has, how airbenders are all the same with their preachy, unrealistic optimism.

He leans in and says darkly, “You don’t know anything about me.” Which is true, because I’m pretty sure she doesn’t even know his name. She just tells him she doesn’t care who he is, he has no right to lecture her on balance.

At this point, Kelsang is getting discouraged with where this conversation is going and says she’s really not giving him many reasons to like her. He sighs and says despite that, he met a kid recently who really seemed to idolize her, and if a cheeky kid has managed to find something good in her, it must be there somewhere.

Now THIS…despite not being meant to antagonize her, somehow hits even harder than the comment about balance. If she was mad before she is downright pissed now. The implication given was that she considers Ong a “recent failure,” and it tips her over the edge. She stands, eyes glowing, and tells Kelsang with the combined voices of a thousand previous Avatars that he needs to leave NOW. Despite knowing that she can’t hit him, he knows he’s crossed the line and lets himself be pulled back to his body.

THEN the DM had me roll a dexterity save.

Turns out that the same spiritual link that let Kelsang find Maika ALSO let her find him, so he wakes up to himself getting punched into the opposite wall by a pillar of rock. She literally bent earth over miles of separation through whatever link they have. He absolutely deserved it though.

After this meditation session, we went back into the camp to just…explore.

Chai Li approaches some waterbenders just to see what they’re talking about. There, he finds Ozenth and Quazar (who appeared in our session 0 so long ago) recounting “war stories.” Ten years ago they were a part of the exploration teams that went into undersea tunnels they went in search of the lion turtles. Ozenth says he remembers what happened, but he can’t remember what the creatures looked like—but they sure weren’t lion turtles. He says the creatures spoke to them in their minds. At one point one of the creatures asked if there was a place he’d always wanted to go? Ozenth knew they could read minds, so there was no point in asking. He wanted to get, but felt like he needed to lie. He answered he had always wanted to visit a desert island. Then suddenly, he was on a desert island. Of course, this was actually hell and he hated the place—the scorching sun, the barren nothingness, the sea stretching out before him. The hatred of that island brought him out of the trance, and then he saw the creatures were consuming his comrades (who presumably answered with places they actually wanted to visit and could not see through the illusion). He says one tunnel entrance is by the mysterious temple where Xin Li lives, and he thinks there’s some kind of cult forming there.

Klo hears a couple waterbenders talking about cactus juice and how it’s soothing to the soul. One of them says a guy at the northern water tribe is a THERAPIST but he can spirit bend your soul, like a massage or something. Guy theorizes he was in the military doing some kind of special warfare, because he had a dream about the therapist ripping a guys soul out of his body.

Flamer hears a guy talking about organic mining products that are so cheap he can’t see someone working for so little. Flamer asks…if you can eat it? Flamer thinks it’s worthless and just takes the diamond the guy was demonstrating with. Flamer says to bill his partner Syntagma. Syntagma claims not to know him and walks away. Flamer says he’ll pay the guy he took it from at the South Pole in two weeks. The guy says cool because he’ll be there anyway. Sorry, what? Apparently, the guy drills holes for a living. Flamer straight up asks if he works for the Dai Li and the guy doesn’t appear to know what the fuck he’s talking about.

Kelsang sees Jeeber talking to a mixed group of benders about a new “philosophy” centered around using any and all methods to your advantage, but can’t get close enough to hear more without being seen.

Syntagma hears Laminar arguing with Poni about needing “those” now because “we’re already delayed”. Laminar is adamant that they need “it” NOW because the leader of the Northern Water Tribe is here in the camp and they aren’t going to get another opportunity. She threatens him, and says she’s going back to the HQ tomorrow to make final preparations.

We ended the session here, and will presumably have to decide which of these leads we’re going to follow next session.

#avatar #atla #avatar dnd #avatar legends

[what-are-even-humans]

I need help with some ideas please

I'm starting my first ever campaign of dnd on Monday and I'm playing a lvl 3 air genasi warlock with a genie patron and my DM gives us one "fluff feat" each. Basically something it makes sense for our character to know/be able to do based on their backstory that we couldn't get from their class/race/background. Which is great, only I can't come up with anything good. It should be rp driven and not too op but homebrew is generally allowed in the campaign (subject to approval from the DM)

I'm putting a summary of my guys backstory under a read more so it's easily skippable for those who want, but I'd really appreciate some ideas!

So I'm playing an air genasi warlock with a background as an urchin. Basically my character happened to overhear a couple of travelers talking about how they met this amazing and powerful wizard who also happened to have bound a djinni. My guy goes "oh shit that's got to be my parent (though it probably isn't) that's why I've been left on my own. I need to find this wizard and free my parent. Only hang on. I'm just some dude" and spends a couple of years trying to find a clever plan and to figure out who this wizard dude even is. Eventually my guy finds a way to contact a noble genie and enters into a deal with them to get stronger and free this djinni (and then probably go looking for more and also if someone binds or summons or mistreat an air elemental in any way fight them)

oh and he’s got pact of the chain so it can be something to do with his familiar (either a pseudodragon or a sprite, haven’t really decided yet) but my dm used the example of how he in his last campaign had a familiar that had more forms and also could turn into a hat, and i really don’t want to just copy his work for this.

my guy is also proficient with sleight of hand, stealth, arcana, and investigation (i’ll probably add deception and persuasion as an eldritch invocation, if not now, then maybe at lvl 5?) and really doesn’t like rich people and has a history of stealing. His binding mark is also one of his eyes being clouded over (though not affecting his sight) so I was thinking it might be cool if it had something to do with that, but the only thing I could come up with was a proficiency in perception, which seems a bit meh

#dnd #dnd character #dnd homebrew #d&d #dnd help #not space #please help #the rest of the party has had two sessions together so they already know each other and i don't want to make a fool of myself going into thi #which isn't going to happen ik but still

[ptergwen]

If you do smut can you do like stark!reader x peter parker (spiderman) are dating 3-4 month and y/n and peter had their very fluff first time then next morning y/n has hickies all over her neck and her thights stomach... and tony/ her dad sees it and is confronting them with it😂 i love your stories 🤤

just saying hi

w/c: 2.5k

warnings: veryyyy suggestive, swearing, some pretty embarrassing moments

a/n: thank you babe! i didn’t write the actual smut but y’all can guess what happened 😭 also this is super long i couldn’t help myself

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it was everything. it was everything you ever wanted your first time to be and more.

you’d brought up to peter during a make out session one night that you were ready to go farther than you two already have. there was one base you didn’t hit yet. the fourth, the final. you were thinking about it for a while before that, and peter would be lying if he said he didn’t.

your love has always been physical, whether it’s you kissing peter’s cuts after a mission or him tracing hearts on you with his fingers. there’s also the more sexual side of things. that part, you both enjoy just as much, maybe even a little more because you know exactly how to make each other feel good after all the trial and error.

what better way to combine the two than, well, making love?

last night was your sign from the universe, your go ahead to do it. you had the compound to yourselves because your dad had taken all the “big kids” out for the night. you’re both well into college, but he refuses to see you as adults. that meant no peter and no you. you two were a little offended until you realized you could make use of your alone time.

you started off searching for a movie. that turned into you wrestling peter for the remote because you didn’t feel like watching back to the furure yet again. wrestling turned into you on top of him, which turned into you kissing him, which turned into peter throwing the remote somewhere and carrying you up to your room with his lips still on yours.

neither of you had to say it. you were on the same page, same wavelength, two brains in one as peter layed you down and trailed his kisses lower and lower.

peter was so gentle with you, except for when you told him not to be. those were the times he didn’t hold back. he was attentive and sweet and showed you quite a few times how much he loves you. you showed him just the same. yeah, it was really everything.

“morning, baby. you awake yet?” peter hums against the shell of your ear, arms wound comfortably around you. “kinda,” you mumble back with a goofy smile. he presses his lips to your ear and nuzzles his face in the side of your neck. “kinda... how’d you sleep?” you can hear the grin in his voice. his nose nudges your bare skin where a fresh hickey lies and makes you scrunch your own up.

“good, really good. always love sleeping with you.” you’re both aware of the alternate meaning that has now. “funny,” peter lets out a breathy laugh against you and brushes his thumb over your stomach where your shirt got ridden up. you sigh, enjoying his soft touch and reaching behind you to play with his curls. they’re a lot messier than usual from you tugging on them all last night.

peter removes his face from your neck and carefully turns you onto your other side. you’re facing him now, eyes trained on his concerned expression. “hey, just wanna check. how are you feeling? still sore?” a tiny smile stretches your face. he really does care about you and how you feel after everything. you know for a fact most other guys wouldn’t.

“i mean, yeah. you were... it was a lot, but i’ll be fine in a few days i think.” the mention of peter being a lot makes color rush to his face. you laugh quietly at that, cupping one of his cheeks that’s turning pink. “oh. i, um, i didn’t know that. sorry.” he smiles shyly as you smooth your thumb over his warm skin. “don’t be. it wasn’t as bad after i... adjusted a little,” you reassure him, making him lean into your palm.

“i really am sorry, y/n/n. can i make it up to you?” peter checks with you, eyes going up from yours to down your body. he hooks a finger in the waistband of your pajama shorts. “make you feel better?” the way he finishes his question with a bite of his lip is definitely tempting. so is your stomach yelling at you to put some food in it. you’ll have to wait.

“later. right now, you can make me breakfast,” you beam at him and take his hand. peter pushes his palm against yours, letting you lace your fingers together as he puffs some air out of his cheeks. “yeah, that’s gonna go well.” “i’m supervising. it will.” you capture his lips in a kiss, one he instantly reciprocates, free hand resting on your hip. just as it’s heating up, you break it.

“i’m hungry for actual food,” you giggle and roll out of his embrace. “ok, ok, ok. let’s go see what we have,” peter gives in with a chuckle, grabbing the same hand he was just holding and following you down to the kitchen.

he ends up popping some frozen waffles into the toaster, you sitting up on the counter with your phone out while he struggles through the different settings. “should i put it on bake? no, that doesn’t sound right,” he talks to himself with eyes squinted in concentration. “your dad made this thing so... detailed.” it’s an old stark industries toaster, one with options you probably don’t even need.

“yeah because he loves his toast, so maybe don’t break it. he’ll kill you or something,” you half playfully half seriously suggest. peter is one clumsy guy. he tsks at you and crouches down to read the words on the dial. there’s conveniently a setting for waffles, so he hits that one. he’s not sure how he hadn’t noticed it before.

since he’s down there, he takes one of your ankles in both hands and starts to kiss up your leg. it tickles when he gets to your knee, drawing a giggle out of you, but your phone still blocks his face. you’re doing it on purpose. “baby,” peter tries to get your attention in a soft voice. he presses a couple more kisses to your knee. you have to hold your breath so you don’t laugh again.

“baby girllll,” peter drags out, lips moving up your thigh. he nudges your phone with his nose much like a puppy would. “aye, i’m talkin’ to you here,” he says in a fake new york accent. you finally put it down next to you. “i’m listening.” you’re giving him a satisfied smile as he goes back to kissing you.

“just saying hi,” he looks up at you and moves your shorts aside while he kisses further and further to where you want. you scoot closer to him on the counter.

that’s when he stops. not only stops, gasps in horror. “what?” you ask quickly, his eyes fixed on your inner thighs. “i kind of, uh, marked you up. like, a lot.” he runs a finger gently over the bruised skin. you’re suddenly very aware of it now. it doesn’t exactly hurt, just feels bumpy and weird. you peer down at yourself to see the damage, eyes going wide.

“shit... they’re on my neck, too,” you remember, murmuring to him. you’ll have to cover these up before everyone gets home. worry flashes across peter’s face. “oh my god, i didn’t even realize. it- it was dark and you told me-“ “pete, it’s okay. it’s pretty hot,” you stop his rambling, reaching down and putting a hand on his shoulder. he frowns up at you.

“really? are you sure i didn’t go too far? because you can tell me.” you’ve always appreciated how much peter genuienly values your thoughts on things, in the bedroom and in other parts of your relationship. it does lead to a lot of second guessing, though. you squeeze his shoulder and let out a breath. “i’m sure, okay? it’s really not that serious. i’ll just change so no one can see.”

peter winds an arm around one of your legs, body relaxing ever so slightly under your touch. “okay.” he gives your thigh one final kiss, then rests his chin on it. “what about your neck?” “uh...” you hadn’t considered that yet. “makeup? a scarf?” you’ve seen enough tv to know neither of those work, but they’re your only options.

“yup. mr. stark is really gonna kill me now,” peter says under his breath, tensing up all over again. you furrow your eyebrows at him. “what? we’re literally grown adults, we can do whatever we want-“

tony claps loudly as he steps into the kitchen, announcing his return home. peter jumps up from between your legs faster than fast. he moves so he’s next to you, and you hop down from the counter.

“hello, daughter of mine. spider of man,” your dad greets you two, you pulling down your shorts with a plastered on smile. “or would it be man of spider?” he plucks an apple from the bowl on the table as he ponders his question. steve and wanda file into the room next. “second one,” peter replies, grinning a little too much to be normal. tony takes note of that.

wanda comes over to the fridge for a snack, which is close to where you and peter are. “how was last night?” you ask her to take the attention off you two. wanda settles on a yogurt and turns to you. “it was good. we shared a few hotel rooms, had our own party.” she glances over at peter, a knowing smirk playing on her lips. “seems like you two had a fun night of your own.”

peter’s mouth drops open. “how did you-“ he forgot she could read his mind and now knows everything that happened. you slap a hand over your forehead. “you couldn’t think about anything else? for, like, a minute?” you whisper yell at him. he uses his eyes to plead with you. “i’m sorry! i was looking at the hickeys-“ he realizes what he’s saying. “crap.”

shooting you a wink, wanda shuts the fridge and goes to join the rest of the team in the living room. lucky for you and peter, steve started lecturing tony about washing his fruit before he eats it. he didn’t hear any of that. there’s still the problem of your visible hickeys that you have zero seconds to hide.

“how the fuck am i supposed to cover these? they’re right in the center, peter!” you panic, your heart starting to race as peter fumbles for a dish towel. that’s the best he could come up with? “no!” you toss it back at him. he throws it on the counter with a pained look. tony and steve make their way over to you.

“oh, hush. a couple of deadly pesticides won’t shake me, stevey boy,” tony insists and takes another big bite of his apple. steve huffs in disapproval and crosses his arms. “you’re a big baby, tony. if you’re not gonna do the right thing, at least buy organic-“ with the world’s longest sigh, tony chucks his apple into the open garbage can.

“there. no more apple discourse.” steve shakes his head at your dad’s behavior. “that was a waste. you could’ve finished it.” “not with your nagging into my literal ear.” steve raises his hands in surrender before making his way out of the kitchen. tony side steps past him and over to you. “enough of that now. let’s have a welcome home hug from my girl.”

you share a look with peter, a look of pure fear that’s in both of your eyes. he’ll definitely notice the hickeys if he gets that close to you. he holds out his arms expectantly while peter scratches the back of his own neck. “sure, dad. welcome home.” an awkward smile on your lips, you bury your face in your dad’s chest and wrap your arms around him in one motion. this way, he didn’t have time to see you from too close up.

peter exhales in relief at the narrowly avoided disaster. that’s until tony makes a request. “missed me that much, kiddo, huh? come out of there.” “but, i’m so comfortable. i wanna stay like this,” you insist, a niceness to your voice tony immediately sees through. he drops his arms from around you, eyeing peter suspiciously, who averts his gaze to the floor.

“nuh uh, you did something. both of you,” your dad states, taking a step to stand between you and peter. peter gulps down a breath before speaking. “mr. stark, it was-“ tony holds up a hand. “don’t worry, kid. i’ll figure it out.”

he gives peter a proper stare, searching him for clues of some sort. it’s a good thing he isn’t wanda because the details of your night would have been exposed. he couldn’t find anything, so now it’s your turn. he’s a little disappointed you’re the one hiding something.

“oh, y/n. not you,” tony sighs as he gives you a looking over. he starts with your face, your eyes following down as his do. it’s when he gets just past your chin that he sees them. the little hickeys littering your skin, some already deep shades of purple. he rips off his glasses in disbelief.

“absolutely not.” he closes his eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose with the same hand his glasses are in. “i’m not seeing this. i’m not seeing this if i don’t look.” you scoff at his reaction. “dad, you know we’re together. you can’t expect us to not...” “don’t say it,” tony begs, getting the urge to hurl his half eaten apple. he turns and faces peter.

“parker, you really did all of that?” peter only blinks, nervously meeting the eyes of his mentor. “to my daughter?” tony adds on to scare him even more. “i- i-“ a burst of frustration comes out of peter. “you left two teenagers alone the whole night. what’d you think was gonna happen?” he’s shocked at his own words, his face showing it. tony raises his eyebrows. both your hands cover your mouth.

not wanting to deal with peter, tony addresses you instead. “i don’t care how you do it, cover those up. don’t let me see them ever again. understood?” you nod a good amount of times and reach for peter’s hand. he’s about to give it, then tony glares down at what’s happening. peter pulls back immediatelty. “understood. we’ll, um, do better next time,” you agree, tony winching at the idea of a next time.

“you, parker... treat a lady with a little more respect, eh?” tony clicks his tongue at him. he’s referring to all the hickeys. peter’s lips form a line, a sarcastic one that says oh well. “i tried, mr. stark, but y/n wanted me to-“ “christ, that’s enough.” tony furiously shakes his head and starts to walk away from you two. “never again!”

you’re thanking god when he sets off for the living room, you hiding your face in peter’s chest, his face in your hair. “that was terrible. that was the worst thing ever,” you say into him. “i’m sorry, baby. we gotta be more careful.”

it’s not over yet because then, the toaster dings. you’d completely forgotten about the waffles. you and peter both separate with your millionth shared look of terror. tony comes rushing back into the room, very familiar with that noise.

“first you destroy my daughter, now my toaster? pete... you’re in for it, kid.”

#tom holland #tom holland fluff #tom holland smut #tom holland imagine #tom holland x reader #tom holland x you #tom holland x y/n #peter parker #marvel #peter parker fluff #peter parker smut #peter parker x stark!reader #peter parker imagine #peter parker x you #peter parker x reader #tony stark

[diavolosthots]

Felt like crying, so I came to you, my friend! Mc and Mammon went out shopping, specifically to buy gifts for his brothers, as an apology. When they get back home they are met with hostility. They berate Mammon until Mc screams at them to shut up, then rips into each of them for their treatment of Mammon. Then finishes with "Don't expect Mammon to stay here when he can live with me in the humanworld. I'm done with you. Mammon, lets go, you deserve better, love" and leaves w/ Mammon. Thank you!

You came to me because you felt like crying and that gives me two (2) things to think about. 1.) I'm apparently someone who people see as a tissue? 2.) My angst is just THAT good. Also! Apparently today is rain on Mammon day and I'm here for it not me avoiding my exam to write these things

Warning: uh.... Angst?

Soul-Searching (MAMMON X GN!READER ft. THE BROTHERS)

“You know, I’m proud of you for suggesting this.” Truly, you were. Mammon was your favorite and you felt for him, but you also completely understood where his brothers came from. At first, it honestly annoyed you as well; the constant stealing, the lying… You tried blaming it on his avatar, but even then it doesn’t explain the lying that comes with it. However, you do realize that it’s a habit and it’s a habit that is hard to fix, so instead of constantly getting onto him like the rest, you tried to understand him a bit more and give him some life advice. So far, you have managed to get Mammon to give back all the things he has recently taken from his brothers, and some of them even got an apology. You’ll be working on how to properly apologize, though, because oof, that was a mess. 

And now? Now you managed to take a small trip with him downtown to at least attempt to make things better. Mammon is now, or at least today, using his own money to buy some things that his brothers would be fond of: a new vinyl player for Lucifer (non-cursed), a new Ruri-chan t-shirt for Leviathan, a neck pillow for Satan because lord knows he has some cramps back there with the way he leans over and down to read his books. Then some perfume for Asmodeus that he had been swooning about, a gift card to Beel’s favorite restaurant for the glutton, and a heated blanket for Belphie. You were proud, truly, that Mammon wanted to do this. As a matter of fact, he was the one who suggested it. “Maybe… uh.. I could… ya know… buy somethin’ they like” is what he said. You were just excited and agreed to help. 

Now you were going back to the house with a few shopping bags and ice cream almost fully eaten. You paid for the ice cream, as a way to reward Mammon, and you’re sure he’s secretly thanking you for that because some of these items truly did burn a hole into his credit card, which is partially his fault. “Lucifer deserves more than some random vinyl player.” his words, not yours. Also “satan needs one of them neck pillows that massage it, too!” again, his words. So yeah, some money was definitely spent on these items, but… once again, you were proud. “I think they’ll love everything, Mam. They’d be fools if they didn’t.” Hearing you say that made Mammon feel a lot better, honestly, and a small rush of confidence came to the surface “Ya betcha they will! Nothin’ but the best from the Great Mammon!” You just laughed. 

However, upon arrival, it was a different sight. As a matter of fact, you barely made it through the door before Beel was grumbling something about Mammon eating his custard, which is true, but it’s just a custard? “MAAMMMOONNN!!” and then there was Lucifer who appeared so fast you wondered if he was even real. He went on a whole rant about how irresponsible Mammon is and how another bill came in the mail that talks about Mammon’s debt. Satan and Belphegor teamed up to show empty hands, which left both you and Mammon confused, but then “do you see anything here? No? That’s because you sold our belongings, Mammon!” Mammon can be lucky that Leviathan was still holed up in his room because he just remembered that he also, at some point in the past, sold one of Levi’s figures. Asmodeus came last and honestly he wasn’t mad, he was just annoyed. “I saw you go through my things, Mammon. Nothing was taken, but it was still so incredibly rude!” 

Next followed a screaming match which was basically just Mammon trying to defend himself, trying to show the bags and apologize, but none of them would have it. It irritated you. Yes, they had every right to be mad because personal belongings should stay with their owner(s), but at the same time, they didn’t even give Mammon a chance to explain, especially after he’s been holding the bags up and attempting to apologize. “You’re so stupid, Mammon” “StupidMammon” “so irresponsible. You know better than that. Do you need another time out session, Mammon?” “I can’t believe you’d go through my stuff again!” by now your eyes were twitching and the voices echoing off the walls surely didn’t help your case. One more word and you’d snap, surely, especially since Mammon’s hand is now shaking and you grabbing it did nothing at all. “We would be better off without you.”

Ah yes, there it is. The final straw. The amount of anger boiling inside you right now isn’t even manageable anymore and you’re surprised that Satan, as the Avatar of Wrath, has yet to notice it. “Shut up! Shut up, Shut up, Shut up! All of you!” You yanked Mammon behind you, almost protectively and Belphegor found the need to laugh at it. “Really? You’re going to protect him?” Oh, there. That’s your first victim. “Are you really that dense, Belphegor, or is sleep still clouding your brain cells? That is your brother you’re currently making fun of and I don’t know about you, but I was taught that family sticks together, blood related or by choice. So how about you get your head out of dreamland, take this stupid heated blanket that he bought for you, as an apology, and wake up for a second.” yes, you did throw the bag at him and then you pointed your finger at Beel. You’d regret later on that you’re tearing into him as well because Beel means well at the end of the day, but still, he was also part of this. 

“You’re my least worry, Beel. Honestly you’re too caught up in your burgers and brawns to care for a second that your brother tries very hard to be liked by all of you. Sad, really.” you threw the card at him too. As a matter of fact, you threw all of the bags right in front of them. “And then Asmo.. oh my God, first of all, the world doesn’t revolve around you. Shocker, I know. If you were half as empathetic toward your family as you are obsessed with yourself, maybe you wouldn’t feel the need to always go party and drink your life away. Oh, I’m sorry, did that hit just a little too hard? Can’t be harder than the hangovers you wake up with on a regular basis.” You glared at him before turning your attention to Satan. “Honestly, if you weren’t such a baby inside I may actually be scared of you. You always complain about how stupid he is, how he needs to just learn, but you? What do you do all day? You hole yourself up in your room and read about worlds that you wish you could enter. News flash: you’d die before you had the chance to say hello. People don’t like self-proclaimed assholes. Mammon IS smart. He’s very talented, too, but you’re too far up in Shakespeare’s ass that you fail to realize that everyone has knowledge in different fields of life. Give me a break.” 

Satan was about to retort but you already moved on to Levi. “and you! Let’s be honest, if it weren’t for you wallowing in self-pity and fake depression, you would have absolutely no personality traits. What are you again? The Avatar of Envy? How about instead of being envious of others’ accomplishments, you actually start working on yourself. It’s truly pathetic that a couple millenia old demon’s only purpose in life is ramen and self inflicted emotional pain. Seriously, what are you? A pitiful loner? I can’t even begin to empathize with you in any way, shape, or form.” Your blood was boiling right now and maybe if they hadn’t attacked Mammon like they did, you would’ve felt bad about Levi’s sad face right now, but there was still one person left to deal with.”

“And you… beautiful, responsible, way-too-good-for-you older brother, Lucifer.” He’s been glaring at you this whole time, arms crossed over his chest but you stood your ground. You’re not quite sure how you managed, but you did. “You call yourself the best, the most responsible. You constantly say this family would fall apart without you, but that’s not it, is it? I think you’re just lonely. You force these six to be by you, to respect you and borderline worship you. Not because you deserve it…” you chuckled, shaking your head, “no. You’re just so sad that Daddy and Michael left you, mocked you, that you turned your sadness into anger and took it out on these six, but especially Mammon. Why? Because you see yourself in him. You call him your favorite brother, but it’s not because he actually is… he just reminds you of everything you used to be: fun, reckless, and feeling. Now you’re just cold, mean, and bitter. Don’t bother calling yourself the mighty first because without him you would be neither. Maybe if you pulled that stick out of your arse and actually tried to get to know your brothers, maybe you wouldn’t be so lonely all the time. Family, right? That’s what you want. How about you start acting like one.” 

You shook your head after that, grabbing Mammon’s hand and kicking the bags in front of you before dragging Mammon back out the door. “Those are for you, by the way. Not that you deserve them, but they’re Mammon’s way of apologizing for all the things you accused him of the minute he set foot into the house. Have fun. We’re going to the castle and, if we’re lucky, to a real home.” 

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me headcanons #obey me scenarios #mammon obey me #mammon #mammon avatar of greed #shall we date mammon #obey me mammon x reader #obey me mammon #asmodeus obey me #belphegor obey me #obey me lucifer #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me beelzebub #tw angst

[wenellyb]

Is Sambucky Canon or Not?

TL;DR: Yes, it is

I've seen some people saying that they only see friendship between Sam and Bucky, and I can understand that. Because depending on your education, the environment you grew up and the kind of media you’re usually exposed to, you will have a different interpretation of different situations, in real life or in TV. Just let me insert a short story before I dive into the Sambucky topic:

My best friend's uncle is in his fifties and has been living with his roommate (a man) for more than 10 years. They lived together, went on holidays together but officially were just roommates. My best friend wondered if they were a couple, but never talked about it to her parents because it wasn't her business. Two years ago, they decided to come out and get married. My best friend's parents and his parents were genuinely surprised, they were not expecting that, at all, not even a little bit. Let me tell you that it didn’t even cross their mind that it was a possibility, at all. For them, it had always just been two men who had decided to live together because they were single. And preferred to have a roommate rather than living alone.

What I want to say with this story is that people will see what they want to see, or what they're used to see, or what they were raised to see. It’s human.

What I mean is that you will have different perception of a same event, depending on your own circumstances. And I think the writers of TFATWS were counting on that a little bit when it came to Sam and Bucky’s relationship. They obviously didn't want to make some big announcement or big love declaration.

And yes, of course, I have my own circumstances as well, influencing the way I see things. I have shipped SamBucky since Civil War, when they were supposedly enemies. I never expected anything to happen between them on screen. But then they got a show together and I was so so happy about it but I didn't expect anything other than friendship between them.

I was perfectly fine with that because a show was already more than enough: my man Sam Wilson was becoming Captain America, the show was great, the characters were great, their interactions were great, and this wasn't a love story anyway but a superhero show. I thought that here was no way the showrunners would ever go there. I changed my mind after episode 5. I tried to stay objective, but it was clear to me that the writers were hinting at a relationship that went beyond friendship between Sam and Bucky. In some of my previous posts, I explained that there are some scenes and writing choices that make absolutely no sense if you read them as a scene between two friends. I can link them if anyone’s interested.

Side note: I would like to know if one person on this website can tell me what was up with Bucky's behavior with Torres (in episode 5)? What other explanation is there, if not jealousy? It's a scene they chose to keep, so it was probably written this way, there must be a reason. Please I’m begging someone explain it to me. I'm genuinely asking, because otherwise that scene alone is canon Sambucky.

After episode 5, I was convinced they would make Sambucky canon, one way or the other and I started speculating about the ways they could do it. What I said was that if they did make Sambucky canon, they would do it in a very subtle way, in order not to make it too obvious because that’s generally how Marvel movies deal with love stories. And also because they wouldn’t want to scare away their homophobic audience ( I guess Disney needs their money...who knows)

So here are the scenes of how I imagined SamBucky becoming canon and the comparison with reality:

1.

- What I thought we could get : AJ and Cass calling Bucky "Uncle Bucky" - What we got: AJ and Cass running up to Bucky and playing with him. This point is interesting because it’s also related to the point I made about how the environment you grew up in influences your perception of things. I grew up in a big family and I know that, at least in my family, kids don't run up to an adult like that just because it's their uncle’s friend or just because he's nice... There's a real bond there. They haven't seen Bucky just that one time when he slept on the couch. They're obviously close. But some people might just see this as kids being kids. Also, if you watch at how the kids were fake punching him, they were really coordinated with Bucky. They have done this plenty of times. 2.

What I thought we could see: A non-explicit scene where we were supposed to draw our own conclusions. I thought they could show us Bucky staying over for the night, and the last scene would be an empty couch, meaning we would have to understand that Bucky slept in Sam's room this time.

-What we got: Bucky arriving in Sam's car ( A few people on Tumblr pointed out that it was the car Sam was driving in episode 1) So here again we have a scene that a lot of people will not notice. But they still chose to put it there. 3.

What I thought could happen: Sam asking Bucky to stay in Delacroix

What we got: Bucky wrapping things up in New York, as if he was leaving the city for good and coming to Sam's party as if he already knew everyone there. You can read my take on this here. 4. What I thought could happen: The scene in the trailer where we see them looking in the same direction and then we get a shot from very far away where they're holding hands but it’s not so obvious because they are being filmed from a disctance. -What we got: The scene in trailer and then a blurry shot of Sam holding Bucky and then fondling with his neck to find the best spot to rest his hand on. So none of the scenes I was imagining happened exactly like I had imagined, but it felt like all of them happened but in a different versions, which is still crazy to me. If it had been only one scene. I could probably understand the people who see them as just friends. Actually, I still do understand the people who see them as just friends, because everyone has their own interpretation. What I am saying is that they are NOT being portrayed as just friends. There are TOO many scenes in the 6 episodes for it to be a coincidence. One or 2 would be ok but friendship doesn’t explain everything:

The therapy scene (not the therapy scene itself since it was improvised) but the therapist saying she had heard a lot about Sam and wanting them to do a couples’ therapy

Bucky following Sam no matter what

Sam saying ok as soon as Bucky says "do it for me"

Sam asking "what about Bucky?"

Bucky starting to touch Sam whenever he has the chance

Bucky being the one to bringing the suit for Sam

The boat repairing montage

Bucky wanting to stay at Sam's place, when a hotel room would have been more comfortable than a couch

The second day of boat repair in closed quarters with an intense staring scene.

And there are so many other scenes, soft touches, looks,...

These writing choices are not a coincidence, it’s not involuntary, and it’s not fan service ( Fan service is the roll in the flower field scene, or the therapy session). This is them telling a story.

Let’s not even talk about the scenes in Endgame:

Sam comforting bucky at Tony’s funeral

Sam looking up to Bucky for approval before accepting the shield from Steve.

So yes, Sam and Bucky are canon in the sense that Peter and Gamora were canon in the first movie, or Wanda and Vision were canon in Captain Civil War. Meaning that there was no big moment, kiss or anything, but the show is consistently throwing elements clearly showing Sam and Bucky as a romantic item and hinting at a lot more than friendship between them.

It is normal that some people have a different opinion. Because it is extremely rare, in big productions like this to have two male leads with romantic feelings towards each other, so not a lot people who see it will interpret it as such (I don't think it ever happened). You’ll see what you’re used to seeing.

I guess it also depends on what you expect from a love story. For me, the storyline between the characters, their scenes, their chemistry, the way their feelings towards each other are described, are the most important. The kiss scene is just there as a bonus, but I don't need it when the love story is told perfectly. If you’re used to seeing love stories with many kissing scenes, that’s what you will be expecting to see in most love stories.

If you're only used to seeing male friendships in superhero or action movies. The 1000th time you see men interacting in that type of movie or show, you are more likely to assume it is a friendship and nothing more, no matter how many codes and tropes usually associated with romantic movies, the writers and show makers are using.

Add to that the conviction that Disney would never approve Sambucky in a million years, and there you go, I can understand the people who see only friendship.

But, just think about it, if we had the same show, same scenes, same dialogues, but minus the action scenes and the project was being marketed as an Indie movie, would you think they were just friends or a blossoming couple?

If you read Sambucky’s relationship like a friendship: some scenes don't make sense. If you read it like a developing romantic relationship: it all makes sense. "When you hear hoofs, think horse, not zebra" If a writer or a film director chooses a last scene with a romantic setting and the two leads are staring at a sunset, smiling repeatedly at each other and then walking away together with one of them touching the other's neck, with a love song in the background, maybe friendship isn't the first thought they had in mind.

Some people may say “I see them as just friends” and other people may say “ I see them as lovers” and both are fine, because people have different perceptions, and that’s ok.

What I am saying is this post is that the show and the writers are portraying them as more than just friends, they’re portraying them as two characters who are romantically involved.

Perceive what you want but that’s how they are being presented in the show.

Bucky’s therapist said that the exercise she gave them was for couples who want to figure out what kind of life they want to build together. Then, the show ends with Sam and Bucky, staring at a sunset together, looking in the same direction.

“Love does not consist in gazing at each other, but in looking outward together in the same direction. “  - Antoine de Saint-Exupery

What else do you need???

This show had more romance than half of the Marvel projects out there. Not every love story needs a kiss (for now...)

We'll see in their next projects which direction the writers want to go with this. But since it was said that the writer on the movie is the same as the writer from episode 5, there's no doubt in my mind that we'll keep seeing this dynamic. I don't think they would have made the same choices if this had been a movie. But I won't complain that we got this. I hope they keep this going even if it stays subtle like in the show. Just hope they will add one explicit scene where one of the characters acknowledges their relationship. But even if we only ever get this show, it’s already a great love story. Let me know what you guys think and sorry for the typos and grammar mistakes, I was tired when I wrote the last part. I hope it still makes sense!

If you think they're only being portrayed as friends let me know why! I would also like to know about the way you see this!

#sambucky #sam wilson #bucky barnes #tfatws #the falcon and the winter soldier #tfatws spoilers #Please feel free to comment on this and tell me what you think #I'm genuinely interested in having other POVs

[monocaelia]

royalty au headcanons

what they would be in a royalty au and the sweet moments shared with them.

feat. albedo, childe, diluc, kaeya, venti

genre : fluff, slight angst in childe's

❀ albedo

albedo is the royally appointed painter of your family. he's in charge of painting all of the portraits of the royal family, which is well deserved. the blond artist's brush strokes and painting techniques make all of his works of art feel so alive, almost as if they could walk out of the canvas they were painted on and live amongst the people.

he prides in his works, always making sure each square inch of each painting absolutely perfect before presenting it to the royal family. even if they were already perfect to begin with. but, as they say, you're your own worst critic.

from since you were both young, he was hired by your family to teach you the basics of the arts as well as how to properly hold a brush.

so, you could say albedo has watched you grow from a grubby child to the elegant and refined person you grew up to be. an honor, really, to watch the stars in your eyes grow brighter and brighter with each passing year.

"ah, you've messed up the brush stroke here," albedo's gentle voice points out the mistake in your technique. your ears burn from having your mistakes pointed out, but you know it's for the best. you clear your throat and try to fix it, only to have albedo sigh from beside you.

"like this, your highness." before you can even react, you feel the heat from albedo's chest radiating against your back and your hand is encased in his own. he guides your hand with his, making the brush you're holding glide smoothly across the canvas.

his hand is cold, you think to yourself, and you wonder if he's been maintaining his health properly. but in contrast to his hand, his breath is warm against your ear as he talks you through the painting technique.

it's hard to focus when you're feeling overstimulated from the proximity of the blond painter and the rather domestic position you're in; almost as if your entire body is being embraced by the artist you grew up with.

"understand, your highness?" his quiet voice breaks your thoughts. he's close to you... so close. you gulp, praying to the archons above that albedo couldn't feel your hands shaking from this entire exchange.

"i thought you were supposed to call me by my name when we're alone together, albedo," you stutter out shakily. it's then that albedo realizes the position the two of you are in. his teal eyes widen slightly in surprise and his ears begin to burn a light pink. the artist pulls away, muttering a small apology to you.

though, albedo has to admit that having you in his arms, albeit for painting, felt so nice. from the position he was in, albedo could have counted the thousands of stars that your eyes held; and he would do anything to see them again.

❀ childe

ajax became a knight of your kingdom from a young age. he was always bored from the day to day schedule of his familial job; he wanted more and nothing could satiate the need to do something, anything that could give him the exhilaration that he needed.

which being in the knights provided for him. from learning how to properly wield a sword, to sparring with the best knights in your kingdom, to being a master at any and all weapons in your artillery, the ginger haired knight loved every second. he always felt alive when wielding his weapon, always grinning ear to ear when he's sparring for fun.

despite being a terrifying machine of war, ajax would never betray your family, let alone you. he swore an oath to protect everyone in the kingdom when he joined the knights, and that included you. the one who has watched him since he was a clumsy knight in training, fixed up his injuries, and wiped his tears away when he was frustrated with himself.

the call of ajax's name alerts him of your presence along with the quick pads of your shoes against the pavement. said male turns to look at you, smile big and bright on his face. "your highness! fancy seeing you here so late. did you miss me that mu-"

"is it true?" you interrupt him. your furrowed brows and frown etched onto your features contrast against the bright expression on the knight's. ajax's smile falters a bit when you stop in front of him, holding your arm and biting your lip in concern. "is it true that you're going to fight in the war?"

ajax blinks, stunned at your question. but he laughs lowly, not helping you in your concerned state. "of course, why wouldn't i? i made an oath to protect you, your family, and the people. it's my duty to go to the front lines."

his cerulean eyes stare into your own. you take a breath, hesitating on what to say or do next. ajax assumes you're going to scold him for throwing himself into the pits of danger, assumes that you're going to yell at him because when he fights he fights with no care to his own body. he would power on through the fight until he physically wasn't capable anymore.

"would you stay with me if i asked you to?"

your question surprises the ginger knight. out of all things that you could have done or said, he wasn't expecting this.

his finger strokes your cheek, sliding forward until your jaw rests in the palm of his hand. ajax gives you a smile, endearing yet bittersweet. he wants to stay here with you, to see your annoyed expression when he ends up hurting himself again or the huge smile on your face when he does something dumb.

but duty calls. and you know that.

his heart falls when you sigh and pull away from his touch. but it flutters again when he feels something hard press into the palm of his hand, your own covering his.

"then, promise me you won't die out there, ajax. take this lucky charm of mine and stay safe. i'll miss you."

you plant a quick kiss on his freckled cheek and run off before he could see you cry. unfolding his hands, he's greeted with the delicate, red mask you've placed in his hands.

❀ diluc

being the heir to the throne of your own family makes it hard to miss the prince of the neighboring kingdom. prince diluc is a stoic and hard to please person. every time you've seen him in passing at royal balls, he has always had a frown or blank expression on his face.

but, despite what his outer expression and appearance shows, the young prince is a kind and gentle individual. at least to you. in contrast to how stoic he is with others, his warmth is always welcoming and comforting to you. if he's being honest, you're one of the few people, if not the only person, who has witnessed the genuine yet small smile of prince diluc.

when he has the time off, he writes letters to you, often complaining about how useless the knights and how he would rather work alone. but he never fails to indulge you about the little things that have happened since the last time he has spoken to you. how he misses seeing you and that the next time you visit he would take you to a beautiful meadow he passed by on one of his scouts around mondstadt.

you, his only friend who sees the young prince as who he is, and not what the rumors, nor what his title says he is.

"thought i'd see you out here." diluc's ears perk at the familiar cadence of your voice. his eyes that held the warmth of fire flit up to look at you, and his breath is taken away. underneath the gentle glow of the moon, you're practically glowing in front of him. with rich, beautiful silks covering your body and a comforting smile quirking your lips up.

"what are you doing out here? it's cold out here, and the party's inside, [name]," he scolds you. diluc's expression deadpans when you stick your tongue out the corner of your mouth and shrug. when a cold breeze flows through and you physically shiver, the red haired prince sighs and slides off his coat, throwing it over your shoulders.

"i could say the same to you. besides, i saw you out here looking lonely and like a fool, so i thought it would be nice to join you. so you don't look so pathetic." it takes everything in the young prince to not take his jacket back from you and march back inside the palace with the intolerable guests. "i'm kidding! but not about the lonely part. are you alright?"

the playful glint in your eyes disappears in that moment, captivating diluc yet again. he could never outright tell you this, but your eyes are the most beautiful he has ever seen. filled with actual starlight and twinkling with fondness for the awkward prince.

"yeah, just a bit overwhelmed with the guests inside."

you hum in response to him. "well. why don't i keep you company then? from one royal to another. we don't have to say anything, but having someone with you is comforting, right?" ruby eyes widen when you step forward and grab onto his hands, intertwining them. he hopes his cheeks aren't as red as they feel and that you can't see his blush despite the proximity.

"r-right. as long as it's just you, [name]."

maybe the young prince will find the courage to be more forward with you, ask to court you with a bouquet if your favorite flowers and a love letter slipped in between the petals. but for now, he finds solace in your company and your gentle hand laced with his.

❀ kaeya

the origins of how kaeya ended up in your kingdom's calvary is an enigma. no one is quite sure where he had come from, nor had any idea who he trained under considering he was an exceptional equestrian and sword fighting on horseback came so easy to him. every time anyone asked him about his background or history, the blue haired knight would always brush it off and redirect the conversation to something else.

despite having a mysterious background, kaeya still ended up captain of your calvary not too long after he joined your kingdom. though, anyone could have expected it considering he easily outwitted the previous calvary captain in their own sparring sessions.

during his time there, you can't admit that kaeya hasn't caught your eye. he's handsome; his laughter and taunts while sparring with the other knights sends butterflies to your stomach. charismatic and always lightly teasing you whenever you drop by the knight's hall made it difficult to suppress the rhythmic thrum of your heart.

"oh come on, your highness. don't tell me you're getting cold feet now." the smirk on kaeya's face only grows when you send him a glare. he finds it amusing that you're still trying to stand your ground despite your evident fear of the horse in front of you. "i thought you knew how to mount a horse."

the calvary captain snickers when you tell him that you are going to, that you're just not familiar with his horse. his sapphire eye follows your movements and form a crescent when his horse turns her head to look at you.

as you try and muster out an explanation on why you were startled, kaeya takes this time to slide his hands underneath your arms and hoists you up above the horse. your leg slips over the saddle of the pure white mare and you yelp in surprise at the sudden motion.

before you can yell at kaeya for not warning you, the calvary captain climbs onto the saddle behind you. because of the limited space on his horse, the blue haired knight's chest is pressed against your back and his arms encase you so that he could properly hold onto the reins.

"cat got your tongue, your highness? there's no need to be so scared, i won't let you fall. well, unless you're being more unpleasant than usual. don't blame me if you end up on the floor."

laughter surrounds you when you yell at the calvary captain to 'stop messing around.' he can't help it; kaeya loves riling you up and hearing his name slip from your lips regardless of if it's in between fits of giggles or out of anger when he teases you one too many times.

from the position you're in, you aren't able to witness the endearing look that adorns kaeya's visage when you calm down and lean into his touch as soon as his mare starts moving.

❀ venti

there's nothing that suits venti more than being associated with music in some way, shape, or form. he's a well known musician around your kingdom; knowing at least the basics of every instrument known to man and having every song he has ever heard by memory.

rumors around your kingdom flutter around, saying that hearing a song sung by venti himself could cure almost any disease because of how angelic and healing his voice is. of course, it's not true but the young bard likes to play along with it. anything to get free drinks at the local bar, right?

there's no surprise that your family hired the bard to become your piano tutor. but cheeky smiles, poetic songs regarding the beauty of nature, and lyrical poetry of the beauty you hold make it hard for you to not fall for the playful virtuoso.

a delicate melody drifts down the halls of the castle, elegant staccato piano cords resonate in each other's harmony. your fingers deftly glide over the ivory keys, eyes closed and letting your memory guide you through the piece.

beside you, venti plays your counterpart with a gentle smile on his face. a contrast to the beautiful, yet complicated composition that was being performed.

it was his idea to learn this rather tedious piano duet; you thought it was too difficult because of the complicated melodic line and technical harmonies. you recall many nights filled with frustrated tears and crumpled silk from trying to perfect the melody given to you; and venti's gentle voice as he consoled you during those nights and urged you to rest.

before you know it, the piano duet ends with a final statement of the tonic harmony. silence settles into the room as the final chord resonates in the empty concert hall, only to be broken when you shout victoriously.

"your highness, that was a wonderful performance!" venti congratulates you with a proud smile on his lips. the percussive beat in his chest accelerates when you beam at him, the candlelight making your eyes gleam as if they held the entire universe in them.

"it's all thanks to you, venti! oh gosh, i'm so proud of us i could almost kiss you!" the statement leaves your mouth without thinking and leaves the both of you stunned. one, two, three beats of silence and on the fourth you begin to stutter out an apology with a flustered expression on your face.

venti's airy, light laugh fills your ears and echoes against the vast walls of the concert hall. you want to dig yourself in a hole and hide for the rest of your life.

"and what if i take you up on that offer, your highness? or should i call you [name] now? a kiss ending this performance of ours would be way better than a bow, don't you think?"

#albedo headcanons #albedo x reader #childe x reader #childe headcanons #tartaglia x reader #tartaglia headcanons #diluc x reader #diluc headcanons #kaeya x reader #kaeya headcanons #venti x reader #venti headcanons #didi writes #genshin #genshin impact

[harfanfare]

How to win a heart of Jamil Viper?

1.   Don’t be a typical hero(ine).

Contrary to the popular romance trope, tripping over the air to land on a certain cool-looking boy, and dropping all carried things, wouldn’t make Jamil fall for you. Instead, just falling because of you and sharply crashing with a floor would make him rather cautious around you and keeping a distance whether he has anything in his hands.

Believe him or not, he doesn’t need another ditsy and erratic person around him—like a certain leader from a certain dorm, who happens to create a mess anytime, anywhere.

So, let someone else be the protagonist of the story.

In that situation, you may be a side character that gets its way through obstacles and classic borders of story scheme and is much more interesting than the main persona.

That’s how you get his attention.

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2.   Be a help.

Oh, a person that would help him with his chores means to him much more than gold. Sometimes.

“Can I help you anyhow?” you asked when Jamil was going to the kitchen after a daily training with the rest of the dorm. He lifted his eyebrow, waiting for further explanation. “I mean with cleaning or something.”

Jamil glanced at you, not sure about your intentions.

Who would like to do something to help without having something in return? With only your will? No, it doesn’t work well in the same sentence.

But some help would be great. So, he just needs to keep sure that he won’t fall into any trap for letting you help, yes?

“Sure,” he said casually, not letting his face nor voice reveal any of his thoughts he run into. “[Name], right? Could you bring and clean the dishes from longue?”

And you helped. You really helped him a lot, staying over two hours till everything was shimmering with cleanliness and your abrupt desire to clean something and be more useful, burned out.

“Thank you for your help,” Jamil said, after correcting the last cushion in the Scarabia’s longue. You flashed him a smile. “But why, if I can ask, did you offer it in the first place?”

He got a quick response in form of a shrug.

“I... don’t really know,” you admitted, glancing at him. “...But you don’t complain, no?”

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3.   Be his dish taster.

“The way to a one's heart is through his stomach.”

“Try it,” Jamil handed you a spoon filled with some kind of stew. You consentaneously your opened mouth and drank all content of the spoon. Your mouth filled with many flavours and you couldn’t be sure if you ever ate that good combination in your life. “How was that?”

“Excellent as always.”

You said it all sincerely and maybe would have asked for seconds, if not the fact that Jamil already turned his back to you and got back to pots. He took another spoon and tried the dish himself, clicked his tongue and added more salt.

Once again, he turned to you and handed you a spoon.

“And how was that now?”

“Excellent as always,” you chuckled as he frowned at you.

“Don’t you think that you should add more words to your dictionary? You say the same thing on every dish,” once he said that you finished drying the last plate and preparing silverware for today’s fiesta.

“Don’t you think that I won’t be able to eat anything at the party when I will eat enough of your cooking now to write a poem about each of your culinary masterpieces?” Jamil chuckled slightly at your words.

“So, you don’t want any more?” he teased, but inside he was really flushed. Praises or cajolery, it all makes his heart skip a beat.

Finally, there was someone who appreciated all work he’s done.

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4.   Distract Kalim from him.

“You really shouldn’t go there,” you said, your voice as serious as you could keep it. “I mean, what if there is a monster who wants to kidnap you?”

Kalim cocked his head a little, considering your words. After a while, he nodded, fully convinced by your argument.

“You’re right,” he said. “I will warn others about this..!”

Kalim turned on his heel and spotted some people returning from morning classes. He ran to them, greeting them and walking with them as he tried to introduce the situation.

Still not believing Kalim fall for your words, you were standing alone in the centre of the corridor, a bit dumbstruck to discover the excuse Jamil came up with work.

“...Are you sure, you don’t want to tell him that some student’s from other dorm are here?” you asked as if saying to yourself your thoughts aloud.

But there was someone, someone who was hiding behind a big potted palm. He only gave you thumbs up as a preventative measure if there was still a chance that Kalim didn’t just dash through the halls to talk with some dorm students.

Jamil only looked at you and mouthed “No. Party. Today.” and quietly shifted to the corner, where the wall hid him and he could finally get up.

Mission accomplished.

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5.   Get rid of bugs for him.

“[Name],” Jamil called out to you, bursting through the door to your room. He looked very pale and panic was staying still in his eyes. “Would you be so kind to... deal with an intruder?”

You frowned a little before biting back a sigh. At first, you were concerned. Even Kalim getting in a serious mess didn’t make him react that seriously. But then you remembered that there was one thing that could make Jamil call you out of nowhere, acting like in an emergency. Emergency only in eyes of few.

Bugs.

Jamil never admitted to you that he is scared of them, but every time you brought up the topis, he snapped his fingers at it, saying that insects just aren’t his favourite kind of animal.

“Hmm~ Maybe after I finish this chapter,” you said, conspicuously turning a page of the book you were reading and with all your will trying not to smile nor to look at the wincing expression Jamil was wearing.

“[Name],” he said, his voice shaking with anger or frustration. “Go there right now or I will make sure you won’t get today’s dinner.”

...No dinner?

“Yes, mum,” you said putting the textbook aside and getting up from the comfortable couch.

Of all people, Jamil is probably the only one—well, maybe also Trey—that could make those words sound dangerous. Like, no dinner made by the best chef in Scarabia? It would be pure agony.

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6.   Have competitions.

“Aren’t you a little too good in this game?” you asked, regretfully placing pieces of the game back to the initial places.

He gave you a smile that slowly turned into a smirk, as you groaned at the next round you have lost. You flopped on the big pillow, all your will to play destroyed, as you sank between really cosy material.

“I told you I won’t give you a head start,” Jamil said, his steady voice mixed with amusement. “You even told me that you don’t want me to go easy on you before the game started.”

“Too bad,” you clicked your tongue at his response. “I was sure that after watching you play with Kalim, I remembered your tactics.”

You’ve watched at least eight rounds of Jamil and Kalim playing this game, and when it was coming to end, you were almost sure you understood and remembered the technique he was using in certain situations.

But, to your disappointment, it looked like he – even without using any of his tricky cards in his sleeve – was a wolf in sheep’s clothing, because, after three moves, you knew that probably all three were wrong when the opponent was Jamil.

“You gained nothing by it. Of course, I lost to him or... there would be a trouble,” he exclaimed. “You are different.”

“Oh, thank you. I can lose but he can’t, huh?” you frowned at him as he almost choked on the surprise he felt by hearing your response.

“...Yeah, that’s it. Just it.”

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7.   Have study sessions together.

“One class had a test before us,” you said scrolling through your class chat group. “They said that there wasn’t any question about these dates.”

Jamil scribbled down years of the most important magic wars, from time to time looking at you who were listing some test exercises and feeling somehow unmotivated to even properly open a history book.

Your notebook was lying in front of you, today’s lesson topic on the top of the page and many detailed doodles on its margin.

Once again... what was the unit you are having an exam about?

“It doesn’t mean, we won’t get a question about that,” Jamil tried to convince you, sliding textbook your way. “Now, read that aloud, while I prepare notes.”

You blinked twice as if woken up from daydreaming. Were you daydreaming?

“Are you sure..? I mean, all I will do is reading. Wouldn’t you rather want us to read it silently and then share our notes after this?”

“Don’t think about it much. I really like your voice,” he said it so thoughtlessly you weren’t sure if said it as an unarguable fact or just his smooth talker abilities were showing off, “and gave me your notes for the last exam so we’re even. And you won’t do any good notes when you’re sulking over this exam like that.”

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8.   Remind him to take breaks.

“You won’t get out of here,” you exclaimed spreading your arms as shielding a door from him. “Not a chance.”

Jamil stood a feet next to you, grimace stretching on his lips as he knew what’s coming up.

“I have to go, [Name].”

He tried to get through you, lightly removing you of his way. He wasn’t a fan of using force on anyone, and he was a hater of using force on you.

Much more than a speakable argument, you were pushing each other closer or further from the door, having a staring contest and reciting all the things he had done in the past two days; except for his daily duties and with the upcoming birthday party of few students of Scarabia who happen to have a celebration in the same day, the number of tasks he was given was overwhelming.

“Stop it!” you protested, trying to push him back. “I am seriously worried about you! Please... take a break.”

Every time he was coming closer to the exit, you stepped back, blocking his way, bumping into him and having to try again.

“You know I have a lot of work to do,” he said, finally stepping back and giving you a break from trying to separate him from the door. “I can’t just give up all my duties, even if I would love a break.”

“I can do it for you,” you quickly offered. “But please, now, go to sleep and don’t you dare touch anything related to school or cleaning.”

...What a weird request.

When was the last time anyone told him to take a break?

He doesn’t remember.

But now, he can say it was recently, all thanks to you.

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9.   Promise.

It was really hard for him once all his hard work to keep a high position within the dorm students suddenly dropped after his overblot accident.

“[Name]...”

However, the thing he regretted the most was hurting you. Taking the whole dorm under his unique magic spell, the hypnosis also affected you, making you another servant of his. Even you weren’t the one he ordered a lot, you felt betrayed that even the friendship you two developed didn’t stop him from overblotting.

And if he knew that you would avoid him like fire after the accident, he would probably hesitate a lot.

His throat tightened as he saw you one day in the corridor, looking somehow lonely and tired. He dashed to you, beseeching you to talk to him.

“Sorry for asking, but, Jamil, you don’t hate me, right?” you asked with a pain in your voice. You couldn’t even look at his face, feeling the incomprehensible weight in your gaze. “I mean... Do you only act in front of me friendly? ...Like... with Kalim..?”

“No, no, no,” he protested quickly, making it almost sound like a plea. He gently grabbed your hands, praying that you won’t harshly jerk them back because of him. “I don’t hate you. I really like you. I mean every word I said to you.”

The feeling of release struck you like thunder, you took a big breath, your eyes watering. You slowly reached for his touch, finally ending in a hug.

Jamil ran his fingers through your hair, smelling a familiar, reassuring scent of yours. After a while, he whispered a question.

“So... could you please not avoid me anymore? I know it will be hard to bring up the same relationship we had, but... could you give me a second chance?”

“Okay. But under one condition,” you said, slightly backing off from him. Before he could wonder about the term you would require from him, you finished your thought. “You must be honest with me. I... don’t know what will I do if it all turned to be a play...”

“I will,” he replied, putting his whole heart in these two words. “I will always be honest with you. And won’t ever use my unique magic on you.”

You looked up at him, a small smile starting to rise and heart-throbbing more wilder with his words. “Promise?”

“Promise.”

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10.            Make him confess.

“What are you doing this weekend?”

Jamil appeared in front of you, almost like popping out of nowhere, as you were done with today’s lessons and slowly heading to your dorm. He caught up with you, changing his pace to match yours.

“I have no plans. I will be probably sleeping or something,” you answered honestly, shrugging and reminding yourself that you should finally hang out with some people from your class to make sure your social life isn’t all over dead.

You were walking in quietly before Jamil broke silence and spoke up again.

“Would you like to go somewhere?” he asked his voice only giving a hint of nervousness—it was nothing compared to the stress he felt inside. It was just a “yes or no” question, he knew that he will meet in future many amazing people like you and shouldn’t be stressed, but having someone so dear to him being asked for a meeting where he will try to finally out find his feeling... it is stressful.

“Hehe~ what, are you asking me on the date?” you teased, but much more than mocking, you were hoping for an answer. For the honest answer, he promised you.

“...And what if I am?” he asked, his voice a bit hushed, but steady.

You felt how heat was coming all the way up to your cheeks, although you tried your best not to let anything more, as if a blush wasn’t obvious enough, know how excited and spellbound you are.

“Then, your wish is my command.”

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[yostresswritinggirl]

Modern Scenarios with Genshin Boys

Brainrot time - be glad, today was supposed to be angst but I had a change of heart.

"Hey, pick on someone your own size!" The first time you met Childe was when you were being bullied by some annoying bullies that had nothing to do but want to pick a fight. It was something you can handle really, and you were about to disperse the commotion when this big guy suddenly appeared as if you were his knight in shining armor. "It's the duty of the strong to protect the weak!" Did he just-?! THE AUDACITY!

Spurred on by your annoyance and your want to prove your strength, you joined the Karate club in your school where you heard he is part of. And in under a month you reached the second tier of the yellow belt. But you needed to become stronger, to reach that guy's black belt status so you can spar with him. He was too high to be directly involved with your training after all.

Finally when the fateful day comes, he looks at you with admiration at the other side of the mat, your determination and fast rank up had him enamored. But you had different plans. When the spar session started, you maneuvered around his kicks and finally did what you've always wanted to do— you wiped your dirty, uncovered foot against his face in a kick. Somehow he fell in love more.

You've been his lover for a while now, and restaurant dates are nothing uncommon in your relationship. And you know his habit of leaving behind his wallet even if he offered that tonight's date would be taken care of. After your lovely dinner session, lo and behold, he DID forget his wallet. But as the considerate lover, you took the liberty to bring your wallet with you even if he said you shouldn't-

Only to realize you brought the wrong wallet, only counting spare change for chicken nuggets. As compensation, you two spent the rest of the night forced to pay off your late bill by doing the restaurant dishes. It was not at all part of your itinerary, but as you start singing to alleviate the boredom and with Zhongli singing along, you had the most fun dancing around the kitchen with soapy arms and loose aprons.

You didn't even know that Zhongli could sing and dance that well! Plates were cleaned faster than any of you expected, and after the IOU contract that you're for sure fixing the next day, the two of your walk home hand in hand with the brightest smile you two had ever shared.

Oh, god, more frogs. Welcome to Biology class! You are partnered to be laboratory buddies with the ever enigmatic, science genius Albedo. He was so epic during Chemistry class, and you were praising the gods for finally bringing this ray of hope to raise up your grades effortlessly. You would think this class would flow by ever so nicely as you finish the plant studies, that is until zoology started and the professor starts talking about dissecting kits.

Your first project was to bring a frog to school to prep up for dissection. Okay, very wack, you thought as you turned to Albedo to ask how you two would even get a frog for the project. Until you saw a curious glint in his beautiful, teal eyes. Next thing you know he was over your house and as you two go around the fields in casual wear.

The fact that stores exist for buying frogs SPECIFICALLY for Biology and dissections was something Albedo held back from you, opting to wish to experience the class firsthand and beyond. It was in all honesty to get to know you better, even if most of the time you tripped on your ass over the mud of the fields trying to chase or run away from a frog. In the end he finally suggested to just buy one, to which you were furious, thankful and elated that you at least got to know the genius more.

Heavily inspired by Driver's License. You've just recently broken up with your boyfriend a day before you got your license to drive, something you were so proud of and excited to exercise together with your lover. But yet here you are crying your eyes out as you drove on the long and winding road of... somewhere. A deserted area with the next stop over or town miles and miles away, so when you happened upon a dejected voyager who clearly needs a lift, you offered him to be a hitchhiker. Xiao was thankful, really, but the ride was ever so awkward with the obvious puffy eyes and tear stains on your cheeks.

At one point, you remembered your ex once again and had to pull over before you end up killing the both of you through tear-stained vision. With sympathy, your hitchhiker offers to drive and a listening ear to your burdens, and it indeed lifted your spirits as he offers helpful advice on your pain. You part when you reached his home with a huge thank you for the lift, and you realized that you were just a town away from him.

The next time you saw him was an embarrassing moment you didn't expect to happen or come by so fast. Awkwardly standing by the roadside where your car was supposed to be, towed away because you didn't realize it was illegal to park there, an motorcyclist with a neon decorated bike suddenly pulled over in front of you. And when he takes off his helmet to offer you a ride, the smirk on Xiao's face doubles the embarrassment. You accepted the offer.

You are a secret agent tasked to assassinate a target you've been following and gathering data on for weeks now, the perfect opportunity happens to be a gathering of high class people, a party or ball even. You thought it would be a quick and easy operation until you realized a man named Kaeya seem to be hovering around your target too closely for your taste and ease. It seems the guy has a body guard in hand. Now your focus was on swaying this bluenette, who was thankfully very, very receptive and welcoming to your advances.

When you finally FINALLY managed to let him off your case and successfully separated him from your target, you hurried over to finish the assassination as you realized you've been lingering for far too long— only to see Kaeya about to stab your target before your interruption. It seems that instead of his body guard, Kaeya was actually a hitman hired to kill your target too, and had been dancing around together with you because he thought YOU were the body guard.

"Woah, this your target too?" "Hell yeah." "Yoooooo!" How ironic, you two laughed the coincidence out nonchalantly as your target bleeds to death besides you both. After escaping your almost jail time when the true body guards came to check on their boss, which made a very awesome action sequence as you exchanged bullets next to Kaeya, you learned that your agency had recruited a new fellow under its ranks. You didn't need a name and face to know who the sly bastard was.

You're not really the type of person to be into parties, not since high-school, and still no in college. Things were already a pain to deal with as the midterm examinations rolling in, but your roommate somehow managed to drag you into a popular college organization's midyear party before unceremoniously dipping to drink with the org members. As you cradle your alibi cup in a corner, staring into the raucous party, you realized someone else who's solo is accompanying you in silent brooding.

The two of you awkwardly introduce yourselves to each other before realizing that you've already met once or twice in campus grounds. "I don't really wanna be here." "Me neither." "Wanna dip?" Your relief didn't even need words to confirm your wants as you two slipped away from the mess, growing in intensity that you wouldn't even be suprised if the local authorities were to be called later on.

A little food date in the local 24/7 fast food restaurant nearby and exchange of numbers made your night a little bit better. So when you two found each other in another party you were dragged in again, your hand was held warm and tight within his as you two snickered, skipping out of the venue to have your own little party.

Hello there, welcome to the start of the fluffy days. Figured you're all sad and broken enough to finally enjoy some good ol' flutters.

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