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Could you please do blupjeans with #31 - “I can’t keep kissing strangers and pretending that they’re you.”

Thanks!

31. “I can’t keep kissing strangers and pretending that they’re you.”

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"Taako fucking sucks," Lup said, sliding down against the bathroom door. Barry's headache was pounding along to the music outside. The floor in here was dirty and concerningly sticky. He was sitting next to the sink, his legs pulled up to his chest, trying to focus on the dripping sound of one of the toilets instead of everything else. "He knows he's just taken this restroom away from everyone else, too, right?"

"I don't really think he cares," Barry said.

"True," Lup said.

Barry wished Taako consulted him before doing literally anything. First, he had teamed up with Magnus to get Barry out of his apartment tonight (a feat in itself, honestly. Barry also wished he was back home, writing his research paper, instead of stuck in a bathroom with Lup). Then, he had trapped them both in here by jamming the door for the outside. He had yelled through that they were getting an employee to fix it but Barry didn't really believe that. He didn't think Lup did, either.

To be fair, there were much worse places to be stuck with Lup. Like a ferris wheel cart. Or a closet. At least they had room to move around here. But he still wasn't sure if he'd rather be here, with Lup, or out there, with Lup kissing strangers.

At least in here she wouldn't be kissing anybody.

"Barry?" Lup said after a few minutes. The song outside had changed into someone more upbeat. Barry hated clubs. He had no idea why he let Magnus talk him into this.

"Hm?"

"Are you... good?" He looked up at her again. Her lipstick was smeared. Barry did his best to act like he didn't care. Lup was an adult. She could kiss whoever she wanted. "'Cause like, not to intrude, but you look sorta... not great? And I know clubs aren't really your deal so...?"

"I'm fine, Lup," Barry said, rubbing his eyes with the palm of his hands. "Just sorta tired."

"If I had known you were gonna be here, I woulda hung out with you," Lup said. "I thought it was just gonna be me and Taako."

"Well, Magnus said it was just gonna be me and him, so, uh, we both got played, I think." Barry shrugged, looking towards the floor again. Drip, drip, drip, went the leak on the toilet. Lup tapped her nails against her phone. Barry checked his own phone for the time. Taako was definitely not coming to get them out.

"Are you mad at me?" Lup asked.

"Why would I be mad at you?" Barry asked, eyebrows furrowing. "You didn't do anything wrong."

"I don't know," Lup said. "The vibe in here is just... weird. If I did something then you can tell me. I can take it, Bar."

"You didn't do anything, Lup, I promise," Barry said. Lup made a noise like she didn't believe him. "What?"

"Bar, I've known you since we were nine," she said. "Your shit at hiding your emotions. If it's not something I did, then at least talk to me about it. We've got some time to kill."

"I don't really wanna talk about it," Barry said, a little annoyed now.

"But-"

"Just let it rest," Barry said, looking over at her. "Please."

Lup dropped the gaze first, shrugging. Barry sighed, leaning his head back against the wall. There was another minute or two of silence between them. Both of their phones buzzed to interrupt it and a text from Taako popped up that said,

sry it's taking so long! it's reaaaaaally stuck this would be a great time to talk about things tho u know what i mean

He put a wink face emoji after the last message. Barry felt a little sick.

"I'm gonna kill him when we get out," Lup said seriously. Barry snorted.

"If we get out," he corrected.

"When," Lup said.

Another round of silence. Was there another leak in here? Barry felt like there were two things dripping, but he couldn't see the second one from where he was sitting.

"So, uh," Lup began again. "Like, if we had to talk about things... you got anything on your mind?"

I've been irrevocably in love with you since the sixth grade, Barry thought. Out loud, he said,

"I've been doing a lot of research papers."

"Yeah?" Lup said. "What about?"

"Space, mostly."

"Cool, cool."

Barry was going to die in this restroom. He cleared his throat after an impossibly awkward ten-second pause.

"And you?" he asked.

"Oh, you know," she said. "Lots of, uh, autopsies and shit. That's how it be."

"Yup," Barry said. Lup had decided she wanted to be a pathologist in the eighth grade. She'd stuck with that goal very well. A little too well. But Barry would trust her with his dead body, so that had to count for something.

That was a weird thing to say to a person, though, so he kept it inside. Lup exhaled.

Another silence.

"Any cool films?" he asked.

"This is getting painful," Lup said. She pushed herself to her knees and made her way over to him, depositing herself a little too close. There was a dark mark on her neck. Barry looked away. "Barry, listen."

"Listening," Barry managed to get out.

"For real," she said. "'Cus I'm gonna die if we keep this up. Or Taako will kill me. Or both, actually. Listen. I..."

Lup hesitated. Barry looked back up while she tried to find her words. Lup never hesitated, but it seemed like these words were physically painful for her to say out loud.

"I can't keep kissing strangers and pretending that they're you," she said finally. "Because, T-B-H, it fucking sucks, alright?"

"Uh," Barry said. Had he heard her right? Part of him felt like this was a bathroom-included fever dream. Maybe he had fallen head first into the toilet and this was a coma dream. That sounds about right.

"Listen," Lup said seriously, grabbing his shoulders. Nope, very real, she had a very tight grip. Barry gulped. "I'm- emotional stuff is not my forte. You know that. Taako knows that. Literally anyone who has talked to me for more than five minutes knows that. So believe me when I say that one, this is not a bit, and two, I have been trying to tell you this for years. I'm just bad at it."

"I..." Barry said. "Uhm, wow, okay."

"You're funny and nice and really smart and your favorite cookie is oatmeal raisin because you're a fucking nerd. You like going swimming when it's really hot, like hot enough that you'll get a sunburn if you're outside for ten minutes. You blush whenever you get uncomfortable and one time you laughed so hard you gave yourself an asthma attack and it's one of my best fucking memories even if we had to drive you to the ER."

"Lup-" Barry tried.

"I like you an insane amount and I want you to know that because if I had gotten out of this bathroom without saying anything then I never would have done it, ever." She squeezed his shoulders. "I think you're a cool guy and-"

"Lup-"

"-anyone would be lucky to have you. I would like that lucky person to be me but it's okay if it's not."

"Lup," Barry said, putting his hands over hers. "Stop talking."

She shut her mouth, pulling away slightly. Not too far away, because Barry had her hands in his now and he wasn't going to be letting go any time soon.

"Thank you," he said. Lup let out a little shaky, uncomfortable laugh. "My turn now. Not to, uh, not to repeat you so much but I also really like you. And I'm sorry I didn't say anything before. I just-" he sighed again, voice shaking slightly. "You're such a good person. And I think you deserve the world, Lup. I don't wanna hold you back from things you wanna do. So I didn't wanna tell you because then you'd be stuck with me or- or something. I'm sorry."

"Barry," Lup said. "I was gonna be stuck with you even if I didn't lov- like you like this. You're my best friend, besides Taako. You know that, right?"

"You've got a weird way of showing it," Barry said before he could stop himself.

"Yeah," Lup said. "I do. And I'm sorry, 'cause even though I didn't show it, I thought the same exact thing about you. About you deserving the world and stuff. I thought, "if anyone deserves to have the happiest life ever, then it's Barry, and it's okay if that doesn't include me". So I just kept finding other people to fill that gap but that didn't work. And I'm so sorry."

"It was always gonna be with you, Lup," Barry said.

"And it was always gonna be with you," Lup said, staring him down now. Barry was flushed, and his headache was getting worse, but it didn't really matter anymore. He felt like he was going to start crying. She squeezed their hands. "If you want me, then I'll be here."

"Can I kiss you?" Barry whispered. Lup nodded, already dipping her head down to meet his.

It wasn't magical. There weren't any fireworks. But Barry had kissed other people before and it was nothing like this. Lup brought a hand up to cup his jaw and he just felt warm all over, leaning into her touch, just savoring it while he got the chance to. When they pulled back from each other at last, Lup gave him one of the best smiles he had ever seen.

"I've been wanting to do that since we were fourteen," she said.

"Better late than never," Barry said, and he kissed her again.

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bestie it HAS to be academic rivals to lovers but they're still rivals also and blups you know it does

[Warning for highly suggestive content + one very brief alcohol mention]

((prompt list here))

Barry’s not even been back from dinner with his students long enough to change out of his business clothes when someone knocks shave-and-a-haircut on his hotel room door.

Lup greets him on the other side with a grin and a cute little wave, waggling her fingers individually. She’s dressed down, too, pajama shorts barely visible under an oversized hoodie. “Hiiii,” she drawls. Barry steps aside and gestures for her to come in. She throws a quick glance down the hall behind her before she does, as if everyone hasn’t already figured them out, as if anyone cares.

She’s on him as soon as he gets the door closed, pulling his face down to meet hers with a hand tangled in his hair, her body pressed tight against his. She kisses him wildly, fervently, hungrily, the taste of chocolate cake and red wine remnant on her tongue from, Barry presumes, her own lab dinner. His hands go to her hips, steadying them both.

Lup pulls back, buries her face in the crook of Barry’s neck. “I attended your seminar on fast radio bursts.”

Barry turns his face as far towards her as he can manage. “I didn’t think you had, given that no one interrupted me to ask about aliens or something ridiculous like that,” he quips into a head of thick, dark curls.

“Ugh, screw you.” Swiftly, she lifts her head and smacks his chest, playful but not without force. Barry catches her wrist and holds her hand against him. “I don’t do that every time.”

“Kidding, I’m kidding,” She might not interrupt all his presentations, but she’s done it more than a few times. He supposes he should be grateful, at least in part. By now, most of the field is familiar with Lup’s rather eccentric line of research, but Barry might not have known her on such a personal level had she not very publicly barraged him with a load of counterpoints at one of his first seminars, some years ago when they were both fresh out of their doctoral programs and desperate to seem like the smartest person in any room.

The latter thing, he thinks, might still be true for the both of them.

He kisses her again, and she makes a noise somewhere between an appeased hum and a harumph. The hand he still has on one of her hips moves closer to her center, and another, definitively-less-miffed noise escapes her. She pulls back and starts trailing kisses down his neck, her fingers teasing at the button on his collar. “You had thoughts?”

She freezes. “Well, I’m embarrassed now,” she mutters against his throat.

“…You were really going to say it’s aliens?”

“Uh, no, I was going to say it could be aliens. There’s a difference.” Lup picks her head up, directing more of her attention to the buttons on Barry’s shirt. “It’s probably neutron stars or whatever, but you can’t rule aliens out just because you think it sounds ridiculous. That’s bad science.”

Infuriatingly, it’s a good point. “But it does sound ridiculous,” he complains, mostly because he won’t let her have the last word. “I have a reputation to protect. There’s innumerable things it could be, and I can’t just say things like you do.”

“Oh, you’re not like me, you have a reputation to protect,” Lup mocks. She undoes the last button on Barry’s shirt and throws it open with a small flourish. “And yet, here you are in this hotel room with your shirt open and your hand on my ass.” She slips her hands back into his hair and yanks his head closer to hers, leaving the tiniest bit of space between their lips. “What’s that mean for your reputation?”

“Means I’m attracted to mean women with crazy theories,” he answers as he slips a hand under the waistband of her shorts.

“Mmm. My theories aren’t any less published than yours,” she returns, bringing her hands back down to Barry’s collar. “And I’m tired of standing. I’ve been standing all fucking day.”

With that, she leads Barry by the collar towards his hotel bed, walking backwards and kissing him messily all the while, and Barry falls onto her, lands between her legs, and doesn’t think about fast radio bursts or extraterrestrial life or goddamned seminars for the rest of the evening.

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so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

#things have just seemed so bleak #i would love some sunshine

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very specific tag game: if you are from the US and can drive, pls reblog and say where you’re from and what you call it when someone sorta pauses at a stop sign without fully stopping all the way

#in california we call it a california roll

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COMMISSIONS ARE OPEN!!

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one of those generically cheerful Bless this Home (and all who enter) signs, but instead it says Memento Mori (remember that you must die)

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concept: a monster factory style video but it’s filmed from the perspective of the greek gods inventing literal monsters

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HAPPY CANDLENGHTS, this is my part of the candlenights gift exchange this year (I have an accompanying fic in the works but won’t get it finished before the deadline so an extra treat coming soon). The prompt was Taakitz and/or the reaper squad so I did all of the above combining two of my favourite things to think about:

- cuddle piles and the polymorph spell being used for silliness and fun.

so concept is;

the reaper squad are stuck at home without any work for a while and are starting get antsy as adventurers are want to do when stuck in one place for too long. It is also winter so it’s difficult to go out and use up the energy. So a slightly frustrated Taako uses polymorph to turn them into cats so they can run around the house; seeing the fun their having he casts the spell on himself and joins them. As the hour comes to an end they end up in a sleepy cat cuddle pile and return to their regular forms in the same position.

i hope you like it :)

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this is for @/terezis (but I am atm unable to tag them, if anyone could send this two them it would be very appreciate).

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ID: The image shows a sketch of Lup and Barry at the top and colored version of the same drawing at the bottom. Barry is a human man with brown and gray hair, pale skin, and a chubby build. Lup is an elven woman with blone, curly hair, tan skin, and a slight build. They are wearing pajamas and are laying side by side in a bed. Barry is laying on his back while Lup is on her side, turned towards him. One of her hands rests idlely on his shoulder as they chat. End ID

I liked the sketch and the colored version of this so here's both. They're just havin' a late night chat :>

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"Stop hogging all the blankets." w/ blupjeans? :D

15. "Stop hogging all the blankets."

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Lup woke up cold. Which wasn't particularly unusual but it was no less unpleasant. It took her a moment to be aware of her surroundings before it all came flooding back. Last night, she, Barry, and Magnus had been sent out on a mission to get the Light from this plane's main kingdom. The staff had taken quite a warm welcome to Magnus. By association, they had to at least treat Lup and Barry like people, which was better than they were doing with anyone from the crew before.

Magnus, she was sure, was rooming in a guest room fit for a king- possibly literally, seeing as the neighboring royalty often came over to discuss trading and resolve any conflicts. Barry and Lup were put in this room. With one bed. Lup was sure that if Magnus saw the state of their room, he'd insist on getting them something better. But, seeing as they were both A) secretly dating and B) longing for some alone time, neither of them said a word.

Lup hadn't really gotten the chance to sleep in the same bed with Barry, uh, ever. The bunks on the Starblaster were small and due to roommates, they'd either have to share a room with Taako or share one with Magnus, neither of which were preferable options. Taako knew, obviously, but that didn't make it any less weird.

But this morning, even on this stiff, uncomfortable mattress, Lup got to stay with Barry. Without her brother breathing down her neck and without the possibility of their crewmates walking in at literally any time, or ship turbulence, or well-meaning but still embarrassing jokes being made.

And he had stolen her blankets.

"Babe," Lup whispered, poking Barry in the side. Barry mumbled something in his sleep. She poked again and he jolted, his eyes opening. He looked around with squinted eyes, met her gaze, and his stress seemed to fade away. He lowered himself back down onto the pillow.

"G'morning," Barry said sleepily. He blinked slowly, not really awake yet. "What time is it?"

"Stop hogging all the blankets," Lup said instead of answering. To be honest, she didn't know and didn't care what time it was.

"Sorry," Barry said, but didn't make a move to give any back. He shut his eyes. "That sucks for you."

"Babe," Lup said and Barry had a little grin on now. "Please?"

"But I'm so warm," Barry said, turning towards her and opening his eyes again. "Feel." He stuck a hand out of the blanket and pressed it against her face. Lup laughed, swatting him away.

"You're very warm," she said. "That means it's my turn."

"I don't think that's the rule," Barry said, but he lifted the blanket up and said, "c'mon."

And this was much better than just taking it from him, which Lup had considered just to see his face. She scooted forward and got under the blanket with him. He was very warm, even more so underneath the covers. Lup adjusted so her head was against his shoulder. He pressed a kiss to the top of her head.

They deserved their own room in the Starblaster. Having this every morning was starting to convince Lup that they should tell everyone a bit sooner.

"I'm gonna kick you by accident, probably," Barry said, sounding already half-asleep.

"That's fine," Lup said.

"I love you," Barry added.

"I love you too, Bar." But he seemed to already be asleep.

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other 22 blupjeans?

22. "We'd make such a cute couple."

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"Barry," Lup said, the most serious he had ever heard her. "I need you to take me to the prom."

"Wh- what?" Barry asked, flushing. "What???"

"Listen," Lup said, taking his hands. "I have a plan."

Was Barry sick? He felt sick, all of a sudden. He was ninety percent sure this was a fever dream. Granted, he hadn't felt sick a few minutes before. He and Lup had been sitting on top of the brick wall that boarded their high school, watching as everyone started leaving school after the last bell had rung. As seniors, they both had their last period off.

And it was good, doing his homework next to Lup. Or at least pretending to do his homework while he subtlety looked at her out of the corner of his eye. In a non-creepy way. To be fair, she had been staring a few times too. Barry tried not to think about that. She had probably been staring to make sure he wasn't staring, which was perfectly okay.

But then she had actually looked up at him and said things and ughghhhhh Barry was so deep down into crush town, he was suffering. He couldn't tell Lup he liked her, because that would ruin their friendship, and if he ruined their friendship, then that's like, four of his other friendships ruined because of course everyone would side with Lup, she was perfect-

"Taako's gonna ask Kravitz to go with him tomorrow," Lup said urgently. "So I need to be there to make sure neither of them kills each other. Or kisses each other. I don't know which one is worse."

"Kill- kills each other?" Barry got out and Lup nodded gravely, like this whole thing made sense. Maybe it did. Something about being around Lup made his brain go stupid.

"They might," Lup said. "Like, six months ago Taako was like "oh I hate Kravitz, he's the worse" and now he's like "Lup, how well do you think Kravitz kisses?" Like, I don't know Taako! I don't want to know! You shouldn't want to know, you broke his nose! Barry, tell me, if you liked someone, would you break their nose?"

"If they asked me to?" Barry said, still blushing very much.

"If they- yeah, but he- he didn't!" Lup said. "And I don't understand why Kravitz doesn't understand that! He's an asshole, Barry. He stole first chair from me."

At the start of the school year, the orchestra director had reorganized the chair order to account for skill. Lup had been the violin section's first chair for the past three years. This year, Kravitz had transferred to their school and taken the first spot. Barry, personally, thought Lup should have it. But Kravitz was good. Lup said Kravitz was good, even if it was begrudgingly.

"So," Lup pressed on. "I need to go to Prom to make sure he hasn't like- cast a spell on Taako or whatever. And I'd go with like, a friend group, except everyone has already got a date-" this was true, their friend group had been very quick to all pair up with someone. Except for Barry and Lup. "But you don't and I'd rather not be a third wheel all night so I'm asking you. We'd- we'd make such a cute couple, so it's perfect! No one would suspect a thing!"

Lup was flushed by the end of her speech. Barry assumed it was from how passionate she was about it.

"That makes sense," he said. "I- yeah, Lup, I'd- I'd love to go to Prom with you." God, even the words made him flustered. But he had to ignore it, because Lup swept him into a big hug, nearly toppling them off the wall. When she pulled back, she was grinning, eyes sparkling.

"You've got no idea how much this means to me, Barry," she said, sounding tearful. "Should we bring stakeout things? D'you think they'd let me bring binoculars to Prom?"

"Um," Barry said. "We can try?"

"I like your spirit," Lup said, nodding determinedly. "We're gonna save Taako."

"Yeah," Barry said, transfixed by the passion in her voice.

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i saw a couple people make these last year and got inspired so here’s mbmbam year naming bingo!

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Ignipotent with blupjeans pretty please with a cherry on top

[presiding over fire]

Lup is staring into the bonfire when Barry returns with an armful of sticks, arms around her knees. Her long ears are droopy, her eyes vacant, and Barry feels something cold in the pit of his stomach. He drops the sticks on the ground and sits on the rock beside her.

“Hey,” he says, soft and warm, and she looks up at him, blinking slowly.

“Hey. You find some kindling?”

“Nothing too substantial, but you’ve got a good fire going so far.”

“S’never enough,” she says, tossing a stick into the center. It crackles and sputters, startling Barry, but he tries to hide the embarrassing squeak he made.

“Lup?”

She doesn’t look at him, the reflection of the fire flickering in her eyes.

“Do you think we’re doing enough?” she asks, her cold hands worrying the hem of her coat. Barry takes them in his, and presses them to his cheeks. She looks at him finally, sorrowful and guilty and chilled to the bone.

“I think we’re doing every damn thing we can,” he replies, firmly, believing every word and wanting her to believe it too. “No one should have ever been asked to do this. It’s insane, impossible, that we’re in this situation, honestly, and- Lup, listen to me. You’re not failing here. You’re doing every single thing you can think of to find the light and fight of the Hunger and- and survive!”

“I’m sick of surviving!” Lup tosses another stick into the fire, and it explodes, making an awful noise. “All my goddamn life it’s been survival. Every single little thing- is this going to keep me alive? Is this going to keep me and Taako going for another week? Is this going to be enough to make us useful for keeping around?” She throws another stick with a grunt of effort, and it bounces off the other side of the fire pit and into the dirt. She swears and almost stands, but Barry tugs her hand back and holds it tight.

“That- honestly, Lup? That sucks so bad. You’re right. That- that’s not really something I’ve had to deal with, and I- I wish- I wish none of that had ever happened, okay? I wish things were easy, I wish we were home, I wish we weren’t on a ticking timer every minute of every day, every year, until– I don’t know, until the sun burns out? Until the light disappears? Until the Hunger gets too powerful?”

“Bear,” Lup sighs. “Your point?”

“My point. Right.” Barry uses one of Lup’s hands to push up his glasses, cheeks burning a little. “I’m not trying to get you downer. I’m just- I just wanted to point out–without all this time, without the closeness, the shared goal? You and I never would have gotten together. Ever. And, Lup,” he looks at her with all the affection he can pour out of his aching heart and then some, “You fully changed my life. You changed me. You have made me happier than I ever could have imagined, and- and okay, maybe that’s selfish, maybe- I know you’re talking about big suffering and misery on a dynamic scale with a magnitude we can’t begin to approach, and mathematically the comparison is stark, but-”

“Bear,” Lup says, laughing a little this time. “I get it. I- You changed me, too. I never thought there would be room in my heart for more than one person, you know?”

“It’s not a whole plane, is the problem,” Barry sighs. “I wish I could fix that for you.”

“Yeah, you’re not wrong.” She drops his hands, and rubs hers together. “But, you know what?”

“What?” He tilts his head a little, relieved to see the glint back in her eyes, the jaunty tilt back to her ears.

“Gotta start somewhere, yeah? I mean-” She laughs, and snaps her fingers, igniting two fistfulls of flames. “A big fire can come from a little spark!”

“Not a literal, Lup- Not a literal big fire, though, right? Lup- Lup, we can’t-”

“Come on, we should at least be able to warm up, right? What are the odds that they’ll spot us from just a tiny-”

“Lup, our statistical luck is really not worth pushing-”

Lup laughs and ignites a much larger fire, and Barry tries to be the voice of reason, but it’s drowned out by far by the wholehearted affection consuming him like kindling.

Go ahead, he thinks. Burn bright.

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"Is that... My shirt?"

From that prompt list if this one inspires you ^^

Have a wonderful day!

from this prompt list! (still accepting! Also omg thank you anon!)

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Lup wakes with a start. Between the pain in her neck, the tightness in her shoulders, and the small puddle of drool on her desk, she surmises she fell asleep while working. Again. She stretches some, hoping to come to life a bit.

Researching the Light late into the night is never the best idea but Lup claims that’s when all her best work is done. Barry had gone to bed long before she had, responsible fucker he is, so she brought all the collected notes to her room in an effort to work more comfortably. Evidently, she worked too comfortably, clad in pajamas and a hot cocoa by her side.

She glances at the clock on her desk and groans. It’s the middle of the day. She’s in a hurry to get her day started and hopefully avoid any teasing from the rest of the crew for sleeping the day away so she just pulls on some slippers before heading out to the kitchen.

“There still coffee?” She calls on her way into the kitchen.

“Uh, yeah. Here, I was just pouring a cup but you can—” Barry pauses, mug outstretched towards Lup. He squints at her and seems to go through four emotions in half as many seconds.

“What’s wrong? Do I have something on my face? I fell asleep at my desk again so that’s probably why. I gotta stop being such a damn workaholic,” She says, grabbing the mug appreciatively.

“Yeah, you do. Have to stop being a workaholic, that is. Nothing on your face, though. Um is…” He squints at her again as though he’s double checking something. “I'm not accusing you of anything but is that…my shirt?”

Lup nearly chokes on her coffee and glances down at her shirt. Her oversized Twosun University pajama shirt that is technically Barry’s. Shit. “Uh. Yeah, yeah. I suppose it is.”

Barry blinks in surprise. “Oh. Okay. Thought I was maybe losing my mind because I could have sworn you and Taako didn’t go to Twosun U but then I started to second guess myself.”

She glances down at her coffee and hums a little in agreement. She’s really hoping to skirt the elephant in the room. She doesn’t want to tell him that she pilfered it from his closet a few cycles ago because he bit it early on and she missed him. She missed being near to him and the next best thing to having him alive on the ship was sleeping in a shirt that smelled like him. Because that’s a veritably weird thing for a friend to say to another friend, right?

“Honestly, I thought I lost it like, six cycles ago. Glad to see I was wrong.” Barry grabs another mug from the cabinet, pouring himself a generous cup.

Lup takes a sip of her coffee. “D-do you want it back?” She desperately hopes he doesn’t. It hasn’t smelled like him in a few cycles but it makes her feel so safe and secure.

He smiles and shakes his head. “Nah. I’d already made my peace with missing it. Besides, looks better on you.”

Lup feels herself blush a little and hopes Barry’s going to be kind enough to not mention it. Ever the gentleman, he doesn’t. “Well, I’m gonna go change out of my pajamas. Wanna go into town with me in a while?”

“That sounds great!”

“Great. Be out in a few,” Lup disappears down the hall, back into her room. She quickly changes into some comfy clothes and carefully folds her shirt and sticks it under her pillow for safekeeping.

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hate the holidays because of family members with different political views? try this simple hack!

move out of state and give full availability to your job every holiday

capitalism wins but my relationship with my mother lasts another year

#christmas #holidays #mostly joking

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