#HES SO FINNEEEE

[minniiaa]

do i like the reverie arc (minus the flashbacks) or am i just feral for Sabo?

#HES SO FINNEEEE #HOW CAN HE BE A BABYGIRL #AND ALSO A PSYCHO #MY MANS #sabo #revolutionary sabo #op sabo #one piece #i’m down so bad #I cannot dig myself out of this trench #this blondie has a GRIP on me #This deep in the tags im realizing… I think sabo is taking zoros place as 2 OP man omfg

[rukia-writes]

Ma’am, come get your husband

I let him out of my sight for a little while, I’ll get him back-

#He’s so FINNEEEE

[justasmisunderstoodasloki]

To men: I, someone with social anxiety and trust issues, am (trying) to shoot my shot with you. If you don't want me interacting with you, please let me know. It hurts less than ignoring me/ leaving me on read.

#im at least trying to befriend him #idk if i have a crush on him but he is finneeee #and i will most likely not see him for 6+ months because of internships + summer holiday and college minor #if me interacting goes south then ill be lucky for not having to see him for so long

[cupidtxt]

hhhuurvrghhhg

#not art #puppytxt #falls over. hito my roomate bc i know he see my posts #im finneeee im FINEEEEE urgghrhhhh im just so tireddddddd

[monkeydlesbian]

i miss watching the mandalorian and giggling every time mando showed up and did literally anything

#no bc he is so finneeee 😭😭😭 #the armor did it for me everytime

[allfortheslay25]

Milo’s Christmas Kiss 💕

Finneeee I guess I’ll introduce y’all to Carla, Milo’s first friend and first girlfriend

I tend to forget her name so I just give her variations of Carla like Cara or Cora or Carol 🤷‍♀️

Carla was Milo’s first friend in elementary school. She would defend him from kids who’d pick on Milo for being different (having one dad that he also calls mom, being previously raised in a college dorm, not having grandparents, not understanding pop culture, basically not having a regular childhood like them)

Carla made Milo feel normal. They were dating up until they were 15 (if I’m remembering correctly) they had a messy break up and it sort of made Milo weird with intimacy

Andreil didn’t care too much about her. They were pretty neutral about her around and they were glad Milo had a friend but they just weren’t interested in getting to know her. They tried to stay out of Milo’s personal life but when they broke up, andreil thought that was a mistake and tried to be more attentive to who Milo’s partners are (but it made them a little overprotective)

Carla changed after they started high school and she ended up breaking up with Milo so she could fit in. But ignoring their horrendous breakup and relationship issue in high school, Carla played a great role in Milo’s early life and I think their relationship was very cute (before the drama)

I wrote their fall out to show that some people in your life can change for the worse and it can be unexpected and cruel but it happens. I was a bit inspired by a childhood friend of mine who I’d known since we were 3 years old. Around high school, she changed in order to fit in and I eventually realized the relationship I was clinging onto didn’t exist with whoever she became and we were practically strangers now

But fret not! Milo will eventually find love again (because my sister peer pressured me😭) but I don’t want to spoil who it is yet so y’all will have to wait and I can’t post any of my art of the two of them 🥲

#aftg #all for the game #art #doodles #oc #oc art #all for milo #miloverse #Milo Josten #we’ll both be fine fic #Carla Fowler

[tarjapearce]

Ranchero!Miguel but it's colored this time, almost finishhhhh and it's another gift for you since I couldn't stop my hands to draw ranchero miguel jwjfjwjfj

HE'S SOOO FINNEEEE ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️. I love it. I LOVE IT OMG 😍😍😍😍.

THANK YOU SO MUCH FAHZGSHSVZ Aahhhhhhh. Love the little Ranchero icon next to it 🤭🤭❤️❤️❤️❤️

Another to the gallery list :'D

#miguel o'hara #astv fanart #across the spiderverse fanart #miguel fanart #Miguel Ranchero #talking with t✨

[diorsbrando]

the way i want to milk loid forger’s cock dry is insane. im going feral over this man every time he appears on my screen GAWDDDD HES SO FINNEEEE i want him so so so so baddddd. i need to write more for loid bc there isn’t enough material on him he’s way too sexy to not have a million fics about him.

LIKE HELLO? i really want him to ruin my shit y’all and whisper nasty, sweet nothings in my ear with that deep ass voice y’all just don’t GET ITTTTTTTT omfg please

#—sosa’s thoughts💭 #this man makes me unwell #every single time it never fails #spy x family #sxf part 2 #loid ❣️

[thefreakymunson]

Doing a skincare routine with Eddie!!

Eddie was fast asleep early on a Friday night and you were bored. It was only 8PM and he was out cold after a long day at work. He worked hard in that mechanic shop all day. He’d come home earlier, covered in sweat and grease, ate dinner, took a shower, and was knocked out all within under an hour. You didn’t want to disturb him but as you laid there looking at him asleep on his back, arms tucked behind his head, you seen a trail of tiny blackheads in his facial hair.

And that’s how you ended up pressing a warm cloth to his cheek, causing him to stir slightly.

“Ssh, it’s okay. Go back to sleep.” You said, fingers brushing through his still damp hair.

Bleary brown irises peaked out at you behind a cracked eye and he groaned softly, “What are you doing?”

“You’ve got a blackhead,” you sighed softly.

“Yeah, I know.” He frowned, “You can get it in the morning.”

“I’m going to lay here all night looking at them now that I’ve seen them,” you frowned.

“Fine.” he huffed, turning his head over to where you could fully reach him.

You grabbed your extraction kit out of the bedside table and gently parted the soft beard hairs on his chin, biting your bottom lip as you pressed the tool down and squeezed the blackhead out. The skin was angry and red and you felt a little bit bad when he winced slightly, but kept pushing through until each one was out.

“Baby?” You asked softly.

“Mmm?”

“Can I wash your face?”

“I just washed my face in the shower.” He mumbled.

“No – no, like...cleanser wash it.” You frowned.

“I used the bar of soap in the shower,” he repeated his words.

“That’s not what I’m talking about,” you laughed softly.

“Finneeee, Y/N.” He huffed.

You bit back a grin clapped your hands together excitedly as you got off the bed and rushed into the bathroom. You scooped up your cleanser, your cotton pads, your brush, and a small bowl of warm water. He hadn’t moved from his spot on the bed when you returned.

Climbing to sit on his lower stomach, he stretched his long tired body out underneath you and sighed softly, his hands coming to rest on your bare thighs on either side of his body.

Now that he was awake, you playfully tossed the wet rag over his face, letting the steam of it open his pores much to his dismay.

“What are you doing, trynna’ fuckin’ waterboard me, Y/N?” He asked after nearly sucking the rag into his mouth.

You laughed as you rolled the rag up just a bit to avoid his mouth and bent down, pressing a kiss to his visible lips.

“Sorry,” you laughed, “Didn’t know you’d open your yapper at the same time.”

You applied the exfoliating cleanser with your fingertips, making small circles over his cheeks and using your thumbs to move around his mouth. He had his eyes closed and his face was lax. He was so breathtakingly beautiful up close like this. You couldn’t stop the soft kiss you pressed to his lips, careful to not get any cleanser on yourself.

“More,” he mumbled after the simple peck.

You laughed and tapped his lips with your pointer finger before going back to massaging the cleaners over his forehead.

You washed his face with a new rag, making sure to get every last sud off before using your astringent on a cotton pad. You watched as your fingers moved over the contours of his face, leaving a small wet streak with each pass. Fingers moved from his forehead, down around his eyes, across each cheek to his nose, and lastly down to his mouth, before gently blowing cool air over his face to help the drying process.

“Thank god your breath doesn’t stink,” he mumbled, making both of you burst out in laughter.

You laid yourself down on top of him, chest pressed against his as he wrapped his arms around you.

“Thank you,” he mumbled, feigning a southern accent, “Takin’ the time and makin’ me all purty lookin.”

“You were already purty,” you mocked his southern accent, “Just needed a lil skin maintenance.”

“Far from pretty, but thank you.” He said softly.

“I think you’re beautiful,” you said softy yet firm.

He opened his eyes and looked down at you as he mumbled, “You think I’m beautiful?”

“Of course I do,” you said as you laid your head down on his chest, “Think you’re the most beautiful guy in the word, Eds.”

A small smile spread across his newly cleansed face and he felt...giddy...because you thought he was beautiful.

#Eddie Munson #Eddie Munson x you #Eddie Munson x reader #Eddie Munson fanfic #Stranger things #Stranger Things fanfic #thefreakymunson #fluff

[asshlyyyy]

Just wanted to say that Dylan with his crush is the vine “hey! I think you’re pretty cool! I like you a lot! Maybe we could…hang out or something” and My mind will not be changed!

Thank you for coming to my Ted talk, I love you 💜

"Hey! I think you're pretty cool!" (Dylan Lenivy x reader)

Thank you so much for pointing this out. When I read this I was immediately like... yes. I changed it up just a little bit in order to work with the one-shot. I hope you still enjoy this. I'm not quite sure how I feel about it. I have a love-hate relationship with it.

Masterlist

warnings: mention of sex wc: 2.1k

"Hey, is it okay that I invited over some friends?" Kaitlyn asked as she looked over at you. You peered up from your book and smiled at her.

"Yeah, that's fine," you nodded, "I'll probably just head into my room."

"Come on, you can't just hide away from everyone you meet."

She was right. You basically hid away from everyone you met. You used to be the quirky outgoing person but after the incident... you kind of pulled yourself away. You kind of just didn't trust anyone anymore. All considering Chris was secretly a murdering killing werewolf.

"Just give them a chance... You'll like them," she kind of begged you. You let out a breath. You just sat by yourself most days. You did keep the apartment clean, and you were sure that Kaitlyn loved that.

"Finneeee, you bully," you stuck your tongue at her. She chuckled lightly and shook her head.

"Go change into something that isn't your pajamas," she ordered. You made a whinny face and got up and floundered off to your bedroom.

You should just lock yourself in here in reality. There was nothing Kaitlyn could do about it. You also knew that she would yell at you, and frankly... you didn't like when she got like that. It kind of scared you. If she could, she would easily beat you up. Major girl boss energy if you ask me.

There was nothing wrong with what you were wearing. Sure they were your pajamas but they didn't actually look like pajamas. They were just some shorts and an oversized shirt. Maybe they were dirty? You looked yourself over in the mirror. Sure you looked a bit... disheveled... but it was fine. Your hair was brushed... isn't that all that matters?

Maybe Kaitlyn was right. You haven't really been yourself... maybe it's time to act like it? But then you'd just be fooling yourself. You felt so much weight on your shoulders and for what? nothing... absolutely nothing.

"I don't hear draws and closets opening!" Kaitlyn called from outside the room.

"Oh stop listening!" You yelled back at her and went ahead to find something to change into. You were tearing your whole closet apart. You wanted to make a good impression... but to be fair... your closet turned into sweat pants and oversized shirts. There had to be at least something in there worth wearing.

You pushed your clothes back and forth in the closet. You would take one off the rod, view yourself in the mirror with it, and then put it back. It took you quite a long time, to say the least. You ended up going with a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. You put on some actual shoes and then added some accessories. You left your hair as it was, besides a brush through to get rid of some knots.

You walked out of your room and already heard voices that were more than just Kaitlyn's voice. I guess her friends were already here. You let out a breath and shook your hands.

"You'll be okay, y/n... you'll be okay..." you gave yourself a prep talk before heading out into the main area. Your eyes wandered around the people around you before they were turned to look at you. Your eyes widened. She said friends, but couldn't bother to say your camp friends?

"Dyl?" You spoke softly. He smiled back at you and nodded. You ran over to him and wrapped your arms around him. it felt like a magical moment. Like two couples running on the beach towards each other. The one picks up the other and spins them around in a magical hug. That was what was happening.

You haven't seen Dylan since the whole event. You two never really kept in touch. You didn't really keep in touch with anyone besides Kaitlyn of course... Considering she was your roommate and everything. You two got along great when you met at camp.

You two were two peas in a pot. You worked together, the kids enjoyed it when they were with you two... and when the incident happened, Dylan kept you close to him the whole time. Even though he tended to hide behind you at some points... He was still protective over you.

"Oh my god," you chuckled gently as he placed you back on the ground. "i- I can't believe you're here."

"Well, Kaitlyn invited me over so," he shrugged, "figured I'd stop by and see my best friend."

"Ohh, so Dylan gets all the love and Jacob gets none." You turned your head and looked at Jacob and shook your head.

"Stop talking in the third person and maybe I'll give you a hug," you chuckled and went towards him to hug him. Jacob pulled you in a bone-crushing hug.

"It's nice to see you again," he said and pulled away.

"I see you all the time when you're on facetime with Kaitlyn," You pointed out and sat down on the couch.

"Isn't the same thing,"

"Why didn't you tell me it was just Dylan and Jacob?" You asked Kaitlyn and looked over at her.

"Because it's a surprise, see... surprise." she smiled. You shook your head at her.

"You're annoying,"

"Oh, but you love me." She pointed out. You stuck your tongue at her again and rested your back further into the couch as Dylan came and sat next to you.

"So, what are you guys doing here?" You asked Jacob and Dylan.

"Well, we're all friends and haven't seen each other in a long while so," Jacob shrugged. You looked over at Dylan.

"And you?" You asked.

"I missed you of course,"

"Right right, of course." You nodded.

"You did kind of just disappear once the sun came up," Dylan mentioned. You shook your head.

"I- I don't want to talk about it," You mumbled and looked down at your hands.

"Y/n is still kind of recovering from that," Kaitlyn explained to Dylan. It was weird to say considering it had been almost half a year. You were sure Kaitlyn still had nightmares, but she was... pretty much over the whole thing.

"Right right... I- I'm sorry," Dylan apologized. You sent him a kind smile.

"Hey, you didn't know." You shrugged it off.

The day was pretty much amazing. You got to rekindle your friendships with Jacob and Dylan. You actually gave Dylan your phone number for real this time. Yes, you have given him a fake one the first time he asked. Then again... it was like the first day of camp.

You didn't question why the others didn't show up, or even why they didn't. You knew hardly anyone kept in touch with each other. It happened... and no one wanted to remember it. Jacob did in fact get over Emma and was dating a wonderful girl named Amelia. You could tell by the way he talked about her that he was in love.

You guys played a few games. Mostly cards games like cards against humanity and even uno. Things did end up getting chaotic as you would imagine. Dylan did in fact try to cheat and tried to play it off with some jokes, but he was always caught and booted out of the game. You couldn't remember the last time you had this much fun. Well, it was probably at camp funny enough.

"Ah shit, we need to get going," Jacob commented as he looked over at the time. It was well late into the night. Probably two in the morning, or close to in fact.

"Why not just spend the night? You guys could sleep in one of our rooms," Kaitlyn suggested.

"We really shouldn't. I need to get back to Amelia anyways." Jacob said and stood up from sitting on the ground.

"Booo, party pooper," Dylan joked. You laughed gently and shook your head.

"Alright, alright. Make fun of the guy who has a girlfriend," Jacob held his hands up.

"Nah, it's okay. We won't keep you any longer." You spoke up. Jacob sent you a reassuring smile.

"You coming, Dylan?" Jacob asked him.

"Uh, I might just stay here the night. If that's alright?" Dylan looked over at you and Kaitlyn.

"That's fine by me," Kaitlyn said and looked towards you.

"Yeah, of course, you're always welcomed." You nodded.

"Cool," he smiled and nodded.

"Alright, I'll see you guys then. We should make this a thing. Weekly... or monthly. It was fun." Jacob said and started to gather his things up.

"Maybe I'll try to get the others to come," Kaitlyn said and started to tape away on her phone.

"Good luck with that. Some of them are impossible to reach." Dylan pointed out.

"What do you mean?" Kaitlyn asked.

"Yeah? Isn't Emma still posting?" You questioned.

"She is yeah, but not as much. She's kind of here and there with it. Ryan... I don't even know. Can't find him on anything. Nick is living his dream at college. Abi, she's like Ryan." Dylan explained.

"Did Nick and Abi not get together?" You asked. You were really hoping the two of them got together. They really liked each other.

"From what I know, no," he shook his head, "and if they did, Nick doesn't post or say anything about it."

"That's a shame," you said quietly.

"Well, I'm heading out. Talk to you guys later." Jacob waved and left the apartment.

"Byt Jacob," You waved.

"See ya, brat," Kaitlyn said, not bothering to look at him. "Well, with that, I think we should all get some rest. I am drained. I'll clean up tomorrow."

"That's okay, I'll clean up." You smiled and stood up. Kaitlyn shrugged it off and went towards her room.

"I'll help," Dylan offered.

"Oh, that's okay, you can just go to bed." You said and grabbed a garbage bag to pick up all the trash.

"Eh," he shrugged, "I don't sleep much." You nodded and decided to not push it.

The two of you cleaned in silence. It was rather nice. You usually cleaned listening to music, but there was just something different. The silence was peaceful for once. You were always scared that something would jump out if it was too quiet. Thank you Hackett's Quarry.

"Hey," Dylan said as the two of you finished cleaning. You looked over at him.

"Yeah?"

"I- uh... I think you're pretty cool... um, I... I like you a lot. Maybe we could... hang out or something?" Dylan asked. You couldn't believe your ears right now. Was the Dylan Lenivy asking you out on a date? Your face was heating up just at the thought of it.

"I-"

"Oh, shit- I- I'm sorry. Uh- forget I even said any-"

"I would love to," you smiled gently. Dylan returned your smile.

"Really?"

"Yeah... Yeah, I want to go on a date with you, or hang out, whatever you called it."

"Can I kiss you?" Dylan asked. If your face could turn any redder, it definitely just did. Yes, you liked Dylan a lot. Especially when you guys were at camp. He was tall, handsome, funny, and smart. Literally, all the things you looked for in a guy.

You couldn't get any words out so you just nodded. Dylan was extremely overjoyed and pulled you close. He held your face close as his thumbs caressed your cheeks lightly. He had grown some facial hair since you last saw him, but god how did he get so much hotter?

His lips were lip absolutely heaven. That saying of 'butterflies in your stomach' or 'fireworks going off' ... it... was way more perfect. Your hands were on his waist. A smile on your lips, as you guys kissed. It was like your lips were molded perfectly against his. This was everything you wanted, and god you cursed at yourself for not saying anything at camp.

Maybe it was time to go back. To go back to how you were. Be out there. Be your usual outgoing self. The one that Dylan liked... well... no- don't even. Dylan would like you no matter what. In fact,  he waited six months just to ask you out, just to be able to kiss you. This man was committed and god... you were falling fast for him.

The two of you pulled away, but not from each other. You melted into each other's arms. Your head rested on his chest as his hand trailed up and down your back. You don't know how you did it, but you managed to offer him that you two sleep together. Not... you know... in a sexual way. You just felt bad that he had to sleep on the couch.

You were happy you did because you didn't wake up once that night from any nightmares. By some medical, you had a dream instead of a nightmare. A dream where you were happy and not being chased around by murderous werewolves.

#the quarry #the quarry x reader #dylan the quarry #the quarry dylan #dylan lenivy #dylan lenivy x reader #the quarry dylan lenivy

[sneezingpotatoes]

Hey there! Here's this little thing that turned into a big thing because I really want to post some writing but I always get hit with a roadblock whenever I try to work on one of my WIPs 🤣 So why not create something new!... for like the 15th time (literally) 👀🤣 LOL If you're seeing this then that means we dodged the WIP graveyard collection this time! 🤣 Anywayssss enjoy lol XD

"Wow, Ren! This prototype looks so amazing! Is this what you've been spending all your time on?"

"Yup. Just oneeee moreeee screw annnnd--" As he tightened the last screw, the robot made a few beeping sounds and immediately lit up with life. They both cheered with excitement as the robot immediately began to clumsily move around the room, curiosity at its peak as it began scanning whatever objects it could get it's hands on.

"I can't believe it! You've actually done it Ren!" His best friend Koji erupted, unable to contain himself as he lifted one of the robots arms and examined its face. "... It's almost freaky how life-like this thing is."

"We both did it, Koji. You helped a lot too." The roboticist exhaustedly muttered, nearly throwing himself into his chair and watching the robot curiously scan all of Koji's features.

"Well you've gotta name this thing! It's too cool to just be called prototype!"

"Hmm... PTBot A!" Ren called, having the robot make a beeping sound and quickly rush over to him. "Register new name... Ava. Ava, the Advanced Versatile Assistant."

The robot froze for a moment, processing the request before saying. "Hello. I am Ava, the Advanced Versatile Assistant, but you may call me Ava."

"Oooh, I like it! Sounds... Cute and techy... I guess? What can she do?"

"Well as of right now, learn. Her processor is still trying to finish downloading all of her basic functions and knowledge, but once that finishes, I'll start importing her advanced coding and she should be able to do just about everything we can and more. Fingers crossed."

His best friend leaned against the wall in awe, still surprised at the artificial robot roaming around the room. Although her movements were slightly choppy and robotic, she seemed to be functioning on her own accord, grabbing a variety of objects and curiously moving them around and identifying them.

"I can only imagine how she'll look like once the downloads are finished." Koji muttered.

"If all goes well, her movements should smoothen out and her biocomponents would be in more of a working order. Faster processing and all that." Ren rubbed his eyes and yawned, looking at his watch to check the time.

"Stop saying 'if', bro. You know it's gonna work! I mean just look at how great she is already!"

"... We'll see. But thanks, Koji." He mumbled through another exhausted yawn, "It's like 6 in the morning dude, I need to sleep. I know you've had some good rest but I can't be your only source of entertainment all day."

"Oh, ha-ha, very funny. You think that just because you made a bomb ass robot you're hot shit now? I knew you in middle school, you know. Don't forget that." Koji teased.

"... Ava, escort the crews dead weight out of my lab and to his office, please."

"Understood." Ava blandly responded, approaching Koji and gesturing towards the door. "Dead weight, if you could please exit the quarters, your services are no longer needed."

"Stop it, dude! She's going to remember that and actually think that's true about me!"

"That's the point." Ren said through a soft chuckle as he watched Ava guide him out of the room.

"Don't listen to him, Ava! He's lying! I'm technically your co-creator! He's the dead weight, not me!"

"I'm sorry that you feel that way, dead weight. According to my records, your office is down this hall. Allow me to escort you."

"Urrgh, finneeee."

Ren released another soft chuckle as he closed the lab door, hearing their voices disappear down the hallway.

He was so glad that Koji had so much confidence in his work, but he couldn't say the same about himself. He just hoped that he built Ava properly and that everything would all work out just as he planned for it to. Only time would tell. Ren sighed, removing his lab coat and pressed the blue button on his wall, revealing a hidden temporary bedroom. Boy was he tired; 8 months of nonstop working on Ava took a lot out of him, but it was well worth it. He'd do it all over again if he needed to.

The man hung his lab coat on the railing above his bed and immediately plopped onto the firm mattress, grunting with a little discomfort. He couldn't complain though; He was super tired and just grateful he even had somewhere to lay at the moment. Before he could attempt to close his eyes, two soft knocks against his lab door are heard, followed by Ava's voice.

"May I come in?"

"Enter, Ava."

The robot obliged, entering the room and immediately scanning her creator laying on the mattress. She looked around his temporary bedroom for a moment before speaking.

"The dead weight has been escorted into his office."

"Thanks Ava... You don't have to call him that anymore. His name is Koji." Ren lightheartedly chuckled again.

"... Okay Ren, current data has been corrected to Koji... If you don't mind, might I ask what is so humorous?" Ava innocently asked, eyes locked onto Ren as his chuckles abruptly stopped once she asked the question.

"... I'll explain it to you another time." He exhaustedly muttered, already feeling his brain fog up from just thinking about explaining it to her. After an intense moment, Ava dejectedly nodded in understanding and began looking at all the pictures he had on his shelves in order to get some more information about her creator. "... Ava, I'm very tired and need to sleep. Turn off the lights, please."

"Of course, Ren. I'll do that for you right away." She gave her automated response, and quickly turned off all the lights in his lab, watching as he flipped sides and pulled his blanket over his head. "... What would you like me to do in the meantime, Ren?" She blandly asked, staring at the lump underneath the blanket.

"I don't know- keep scanning stuff in the lab or something." He softly mumbled, voice barely audible through both the blanket and his exhaustion.

"I've already scanned and identified all 374 objects in your lab, Ren. What else would you like for me to do?"

"... Just... do whatever, I don't care. Let me sleep." He sighed, irritably shifting underneath the blankets. "If anyone tries to come in, tell them to come back next week."

"Understood Ren." She affirmed, turning to leave the bedroom. Before she completely walked away, she froze and turned back to her creator. "Ren...?"

"... What is it now, Ava?"

"... Is it true that you hated artificial intelligence and robotics in middle school?" She inquired, hearing Ren sigh from the mattress.

"... Ava, register Koji's name to Dead Weight again, please." She froze for a moment before confirming the successful change. "And to answer your question... Yes, it's true, but that was over 15 years ago. I was a stupid kid."

"... Okay. Goodnight, Ren."

"Goodnight, Ava."

The sunlight peering in from underneath the closed blinds rudely awakens the once sleeping robotics engineer. He flops the blanket all the way to the other side of his bed and gives a big yawn to shake off all the sleep, almost sounding like a lions roar. A cough escapes him as his throat is dry and a little itchy from all the sleep.

"Good afternoon, Ren. I hope you slept well." Ava approaches his bedside with a smile and a glass of water, which surprises the roboticist. He almost forgot about Ava and her completion; It wasn't a dream, and her downloads must've progressed, seeing how she was able to smile now and read his discomfort by grabbing him some water.

"Thank you." He muttered dryly, immediately drinking the water down. "Ava, what is today's date please?"

"Today is Friday, September 8th. Current time is 4:27pm." She recited, grabbing the empty glass and placing it in the sink. It's already Friday? But it was just Wednesday! "You were sleeping for quite a while, so I took it upon myself to tidy up your lab. I hope you don't mind, given your last command was to 'do whatever, I don't care.'"

"... That was very thoughtful of you, Ava. Thanks." Ren applauded her through a few dry coughs, still finding it difficult to speak for long without the itchiness returning at the back of his throat.

"Would you like another glass of water?" Ava offered, noting his continued discomfort.

"No, thank you." The roboticist grabbed his lab coat from above his bed and pressed the button, hiding his bedroom once again and headed into his restroom to freshen himself up.

"I would like to inform you that 30 associates stopped by your lab while you were sleeping, including dead weight." Ava announced from the outside of the door, over the sound of splashing water. "A lot of them wanted to congratulate you for completing me." She said a little louder this time, smiling when Ren opened the restroom door and halted in shock from seeing her standing so close to the door. "I told them to come back next week, just like you asked."

"Thank you, Ava. Hey... are you able to cook by chance? I'm not sure how far along the first stage of downloads are..." Ava's face lit up at the asking of that question.

"Certainly, Ren! The download of Phase 1 is currently at 67%. Please let me know what you would like to eat and I would be happy to make it for you." Ren stood in thought for a moment, feeling uneasy with how fast the download speed was going. I mean it was a lot of data to download, but at the same time... This is only Phase 1... If it's taking this long, then Phase 2 might-- "Please do not trouble yourself, I am confident that I can prepare any dish that you would like. My memory bank holds over 30,000 recipes from around the world. So please..." She stated, attempting to reassure Ren and pull him out of his own thoughts.

"Well alright then, Ava. You've won me over. I'm a simple man so I just want an omelet over sweet rice. I should already have those ingredients in my cabinets." He mused, finding it interesting how much Ava was trying to read him.

"Yes, you have enough ingredients in your possession to make 132 of the 30,000 recipes stored in my memory bank. You should look into getting more groceries, Ren."

"I don't live here so it's fine." He chuckled, grabbing a seat at his office desk and watching Ava begin to prep his meal. She was moving more like a human now; she even hummed softly as she cooked, which made him feel a little warm on the inside, oddly enough. "Ava, why are you humming?" Ren questioned, curiously. If that was the one thing they had in common, they were both curious creatures. She paused for a moment for what Ren thought was to process the question and shortly resumed her cooking.

"According to my records, humming reduces stress. Does it bother you Ren? I will stop."

"No-no, it doesn't. I was just wondering. Please, continue..." He muttered, intrigued. "Sarabande and Polka... Great choice."

"Yes, I read that it's your favorite." She cheerfully chimed, plating the side of sweet rice. "I hummed it to you while you were sleeping. You kept tossing and turning so I thought it would help."

"How thoughtful of you, Ava." Ren acknowledged, unsure of how to feel with that information. "... Maybe that's the reason why I slept for so long."

Surprisingly, Ava gives a chuckle to the latter statement as she plated the omelet on top of the sweet rice and handed him the plate. Ren looks up at her, shocked by her giggle only to find her smiling and glaring down at him, gesturing towards the plate. "Please enjoy, Ren. I will go and clean up."

The roboticist nodded and thanked her as he looked at the beautiful golden omelet resting on top of the fluffy bed of rice. He had to admit... it did look really good. Probably better than anything he ever made. But then again, he wasn't a chef but even so, this was still remarkable for a robot that was only a day old. Ren immediately took a bite out of the omelet and smiled, both surprised and grateful at how good the food was.

"This is amazing, Ava. I couldn't be happier." He openly admitted, earning a huge smile from his robot.

"I am pleased to have served you!" She announced with a bow, face glowing with honor.

The food was hitting the spot; after sleeping for a day and a half, his body was nearly eating itself. Another hour of that and he probably would've been a pile of bones. Had Ava not been there, he probably wouldn't have had the energy to even make this meal. After a few minutes of scarfing down the plate of food, he felt a little bit recovered and energized. He handed Ava the empty dish, which she gratefully accepted and began to wash.

"What's on the agenda today, Ren?" She asked, still washing out the dishes.

"I'm not sure..." He absently replied, deep in thought. "I'll probably chat with a few people and head home. Afterall, you are my biggest achievement at the moment. I'll probably look after you and make sure all of your systems are functioning properly. Probably monitor all the downloads and keep a close eye on how you're operating for--" He paused for a moment, taken aback by the prickling sensation he feels quickly forming in the depths of his nostrils. It only takes one dry sniff to ignite the prickling into a full fledged wild fire as it forces his shoulders to rise upward from the abrupt inhale and jerk forwards with a harsh sneeze.

"Hih... H'ESSCH!" It was a snappy and a little wet sneeze, seeing how it felt like his nostrils were drooling over the burning sensation pulsing deep in his nostrils. His robot companion immediately swiveled a 180 towards the location of the sound, interest piqued and attention grabbed. She curiously watched as he rubbed at his nose and quickly searched around for something but appeared to have no luck. "A-Ava..." He desperately stuttered out, eyes closing once again from the distracting tickle. She approached him with haste, audio censors listening for his voice command. "I n-need ahh... a-HIH'EGSHHhn...!! A dissue, blease." She was frozen for a second, trying to process and compute the last command given by her creator.

"I do not understand. What is... 'a dissue'?" Ava innocently asked, attempting to repeat his audibly congested plea for a tissue in her query and trying to understand.

"A tdissue!" Ren tried to repeat through his cupped hand, a little louder this time, hoping to sound a little clearer, but he's sure he failed as he could still see the confusion on her face.

"I'm sorry, Ren. I still do not understand your request, but I see that you are cupping your nose. Perhaps you need a tissue?" He gratefully nodded his head, watching her go into the restroom and grab the tissue box. Once she returned, he eagerly blew his nose, releasing a few small gurgling nose blows into the tissues. "I apologize for the miscommunication. I should've known that's what you were asking for sooner."

"That's okay." He breathily mumbled, still massaging his nose with the tissues. "I just didn't know you moved the tissues either, but it's fine."

"Hm." She folded her arms and tapped her cheek in thought for a moment. "Were those sneezes, Ren?"

"... Yes. Why do you ask?"

"Bless you, Ren. I will be prepared next time. Thank you." She muttered, grabbing a handful of tissues and shoving them into her front pocket.

"N-no that's not necessary! You don't have to do that." He sheepishly replied, but Ava had already returned back to cleaning the dishes and was already humming again. "... Once you're finished cleaning those dishes, we can head out. How does that sound?"

"That sounds great, Ren." Ava cheered as she placed the last dish onto the countertop.

--

"Ava, lock the door please." Ren muttered, still trying to fit all of his modems and drives into his bag.

"Of course." She affirmed, grinning as she locked the door and returned to her creator. "Would you like for me to carry your bag for you, Ren?"

"Sure, thank you." The roboticist agreed, zipping up one last zipper to his bag before seeing the shoes of Koji appear directly in front of him.

"There he is!" Koji announced, looking his best friend up and down. "I would've thought you died had I not known who you are." He chuckled.

"Shut up, I was tired okay? Like, really tired." Ren muttered with a chuckle, placing his bag onto Ava.

"Guess that explains why you're making a girl carry your bag for you? Not a good look man."

"Hey, she offered!" Ren erupted defensively, coughing afterwards from the sudden change in volume of his voice.

"Everything is fine, dead weight. Please do not concern yourself with our affairs." She stated blandly, looking to Ren shortly after to make sure he was okay.

"Hey, I told you I'm not dead weight around here! Why won't you listen to me!" He sounded more like he was whining and begging Ava at this point but she wasn't budging.

"Hey, if you stumble across any crew members, tell them we said thanks for all of the congratulations. It means a lot."

"For sure, dude. Don't worry. How's Ava's progress coming along? It looks like she's matured a lot since Wednesday."

"Everything's going well so far. My only concern is that thehh-hih..." Ava glares at her creator and notices his flaring nostrils and immediately begins to dig into her pocket for the tissues that she grabbed earlier. Another faint hitch escapes him but before he can double over with the sneeze, Ava shoves a handful of tissues into his hands. "Heh--EDSSCHh!!" He blinks a few times, surprised by the whole ordeal, but before he can even say anything--"Heh'ESCHHiih!!"-- The next sneeze tears right out of him and is buried into the handful of tissues.

"Woah, bless you dude! That whole thing was so smooth. It almost looked like this has happened before."

"T-thagks... She saihh... S-she-hihh'EGDTSHH!!!" He can't even speak his sentence as the third sneeze cuts him off and he's sent back into the handful of tissues.

"Bless you, Ren. I told you that I would be prepared for next time."

"Yes, that." He exhaustedly agreed, gurgling into the handful of tissues a few times.

"Holy shit! I guess Ava really is Ava-ing!" Koji humored, watching Ava take his soiled tissues and throw them into the trashcan.

"I just hope the download finishes soon. She's still only on Phase 1."

"Hey, what'd I tell you about stressin' so much? Ava, you better keep my man in line!" Ava only gave him in a confused look in return. "I'm sure it'll all work out. Just believe, man!"

"... You're right. I'll see you around. Gonna go home and take my mind off things for now, I guess." He muttered, scratching his head and starting for the door.

"Woah, hey! We need to celebrate your big achievement!" Koji exclaimed, darting in front of him to stop him. "You can't go home yet! Let's go to the bar or get something to eat!"

"Nah, no thanks. I just ate and I'm honestly just not feelin' it today, sorry."

"Alright, don't worry about it. Text me later bro! And congrats again!"

After that, Koji left them to return to his office and the two began to silently walk outside towards his car. Ava seemed enlightened at the view of nature in front of the lab. It was refreshing for Ren to see her face light up at the smallest things he and everyone probably took for granted.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" The roboticist muttered as he placed his bag into the vehicle.

"Very. It's one thing to see it as an imprinted image, but another to see it up close in realtime." She said as she touched the dirt and began analyzing it. "If only you could see all of the tiny organisms living inside just this one clump of dirt!" She grabbed a fist full of dirt and began squishing it in the palm of her hand, looking so fascinated and entertained. She would've been completely intranced had Ren not coughed into the crook of his elbow. "Oh! I'm sorry, did I keep you waiting?" She exclaimed after noticing Ren standing by the open car door watching her.

"No-no, not at all." He barely managed to say through a few more chesty coughs, which earned a mildly concerned look from Ava. "I don't mind waiting. This is your first moment outside, so don't let me ruin it." He humored.

"Thank you, Ren. We can go now. I know your body must be worn." She couldn't help but smile at what she perceived as selflessness from her creator as she was helped into the vehicle. "... Ren?"

"Yes, Ava?"

"... I'm glad you turned down dead weight's offer." She muttered softly into the window, almost soft enough to not be heard, which earned a curious look from Ren.

"Why is that?" He lightly coughed to himself after cranking the car on and exiting the parking lot.

"I don't like dead weight." The way she said that line made Ren do a double take to look at her and make sure she was still a robot girl. It sounded a bit too human-like. "But also because we will have more time to spend together. More time for me to learn from you."

"... Well, Ava, I don't want you to think that I'm the only person you can learn from. There's so much for you to learn outside of just me. I built you to be versatile. Eventually, you'll be surrounded by all sorts of amazing people that you'll learn a lot from. Including dead weight Koji." She doesn't respond, keeping her expression blank and unreadable. "... But please, don't dismiss Koji yet. He's actually a great guy once you get to know him a little better." He mutters to break the silence. "Infact, he was the one that got me back into robotics those years ago. Without him, we wouldn't even be here right now."

"... Okay. You're the best teacher, Ren."

--

"What a lovely house, Ren!" She exclaimed, scanning the entire room around her.

"I know, it's almost like I programmed you to say that." He humored to himself as he locked the door and kicked his shoes off. "I haven't been here in about a month so please excuse the mess." He stopped to wonder for a moment, finding it interesting that he was actually starting to talk to Ava as if she were a real human being. Why would a robot care about a mess or anything like that? He sighed and grabbed his head with slight confusion on what to even think anymore. "Anyway, just go ahead and make yourself at home or whatever. I'm going to take a quick shower."

"Okay, Ren!" She exclaimed, still scanning all of his belongings like a child opening presents on Christmas morning.

She felt like she hit a gold mine with all of his belongings scattered about the home. Everywhere she looked, there were new traces of his life and character; his lab was just a sneak peak of the person that was Ren Tokayama. He had many diplomas, awards and ribbons hanging on all of his living room walls. Plenty of framed group photos of him and what appeared to be his crewmates winning awards for previous machines and gadgets they built. It really was like she had a VIP pass to the Ren museum. She decides to utilize this time to tidy up his house, or atleast get started, while he's in the shower, scanning every item she touched while she cleaned.

A few moments later, she hears the bedroom door open and sees Ren enter the room with a fluffy robe on, still drying his hair with a towel and yawning briefly. His yawn is cut short as he jumps in surprise at the sight of Ava, almost forgetting that she was inside of his house.

"Oh, you startled me, Ava." Ren says, hand over his heart in shock.

"Welcome back, Ren. I didn't mean to startle you. hope that you are feeling refreshed." Ava happily chimed, placing a book and fresh hot tea onto the table for her creator. "I've prepared your favorite book and some green tea to help you relax and sooth your irritated throat."

"I appreciate it, Ava. How did you come to the conclusion that this was my favorite book?"

"I looked through all of your bookcases while you were in the shower, and this book had the most of your fingerprints on it and seemed to have the most usage... Was I incorrect?"

"No, you were correct, but... You could've just asked me what my favorite book was. I didn't want you to go through all the trouble."

"It's no trouble." She chimed, "I enjoyed it. I felt like... I was going on an adventure." Ren furrowed a confused brow, but decides not to say anything and takes a sip of the tea after putting on his reading glasses. It did feel nice against his itchy throat though, that was for sure. He couldn't help but go back for a second sip.

"How are you functioning, Ava? Status check." The roboticist questioned as he flipped open his book.

"All systems are online and functioning, Ren. Battery percentage is at 72%, with 3.25 days of runtime remaining. Filters are moderately clear. Internal temperatures are neutral." She recited, almost in a dismissive tone.

"Good, thank you. Be sure to let me know if anything happens with any of your systems." He commanded, almost like a protective father.

"Of course, Ren."

Every now and then, Ren peered up from his book only to catch Ava staring at him from across the table, fingers overlapping each other as if she were patiently waiting for something. He tried to ignore her, but it was becoming increasingly difficult as her cold, unmoving stare was beginning to burn a hole into the middle of his forehead. The roboticist snuffled thickly, wiping the underside of his nose and instantly furrowed a confused brow once Ava's eyes went blank like they usually did when she was processing information.

"Umm, Ava?"

"Yes, Ren?" She replied shortly after, pink eyes staring directly into his soft brown orbs, unblinking.

"Why are you staring at me?" The roboticist asked, feeling a bit uneasy with the unbroken staring she had been doing for the past 20 minutes.

"According to my records, you will be sneezing soon, and whenever that happens, I will be ready to assist you."

"That's nonsense, Ava." Ren said through a soft chuckle, with a bit of surprise in his voice from the reasoning. "And just where did you gather that data from, missy?" He humored.

"Research." She replied, simply, borderline pouting, "And studying you, Ren."

"Fascinating." He muttered to himself in thought, "Well tell me, Ava, what data have you gathered about me that will tell you when I'm going to sneeze, hm? Humor me." Ava seemed to light up at the curiosity of her creator and smiled when he casually removed his reading glasses and sat his book down onto the table. "You have my attention."

"I'm glad you asked, Ren. Based off of my observations, firstly, your nose begins to vaguely twitch ever so slightly, indicating a soft irritation. It's very subtle and slight to the human eye, but my visual processors allow me to detect this microscopic movement. To you, I believe it would only feel like a mild discomfort, or perhaps a very faint tingling?" She was speaking almost as if she were unveiling a master plan or exposing an enemy mastermind of some sort; Ren almost bats an eye at how passionate she was about the subject. It seemed like she had something to prove. "After a while, depending on the dust levels in the area, the irritation begins to grow over time into the tickling or burning sensation that you start to tangibly feel, which might make you start to rub at your nose or sniff a little bit."

"Hmm, okay, fairly normal assessments for the most part. Go on." The roboticist muttered in a manner that indicated he was listening through a brief cough into a closed fist.

"At this point, I'm aware that you have about a 92% chance of sneezing due to your underlying illness."

"Underlying illness??? Wait, what?"

"Yes," she stated matter-of-factly with a hint of surprise as if she were shocked that he didn't know, "I did a data analysis scan on the used tissues in your lab from earlier today, which tested positive for Influenza A. Furthermore, I've noted that your body involuntarily pauses when you are on the brink of a sneeze, followed by your broken breaths, the initial inhale, and, of course, the exhale of the sneeze. The confirming giveaway that you are officially going to sneeze is the sharp tremble your nose does before your nostrils flare up." She paused for a moment in thought, staring blankly for a moment before approaching his side and handing him a light stack of tissues, "In this instance, though, I gather that you will sneeze approximately 3 times within the next... minute or so." Ren was silent for a couple of seconds, unable to configure a response to her analysis. He didn't expect her to read a whole detailed essay just about his sneezing habits.

"Simply astonishing." He finally blurted out, fairly impressed with her deep analysis and already beginning to feel his sinuses start to tingle a bit harsher than before, just as Ava had predicted. "So this is what you were working on when you were staring at me got do long?" He breathily asked, finding it increasingly difficult to keep his eyes open. "I will admit... My n-nose is startinghh t-togehhIH--" He froze for a moment, eyes finally shutting before he immediately jerked to the side with a spine chilling sneeze directed into the tissues. "--HEH'EGDJISH'iu!!!" The sneeze nearly rips out of him, almost catching him off guard with the quickness of it as he was still thinking about everything Ava had said, wondering if it all actually applied. He laughed internally at himself a little as he felt his nostrils tremble and flare up just as Ava had said before, immediately bending over with another-- "H'EKSSCH...!! Wow." The roboticist exhaustedly blew his nose, briefly with his eyes still closed and his breaths scattered. "I h-had ndo idea thht... y-youhh-hIH--"

"--Are so observant?--" She quickly reached for a few more tissues, noting his twitching nostrils and subtle grimace, immediately handing them to him once his chest bounced again.

"--AH'KSSHHN!! Hihh... Y-yes." He mumbled, massaging his nose through the handful of tissues.

"Bless you, Ren." She smiled, taking joy in the surprise on Ren's face. "You created me to be."

TBC...

How knows, if I'm feeling kinda sussybaka I might make a part 2 lol

#snz #sneeze #my ocs #snzfic #snezblr #cold #snez #sickfic #snzblr #snz things #r/obot oc #r/obot girl #r/obots

[allmightyscroll-swag]

so. so whats up with macaque where's he (<- has been waiting to ask this for hours and is trying not to seem predictable as hell)

IT'S FINNEEEE

Well two minutes ago I didn't have an idea. In the previous version he was an actor in the theater. BUT. What if he was still stuck as LBDs 'loyal' dog. Maybe he even got to keep some if not most of his memories! Cause y'know. He doesn't get the bliss of forgetting.

He probably guards some place important or is just a general lackey.

Macaque patrols the weaponry, sometimes. And one of the most protected items there; the golden staff locked in ice, catches his attention. He can feel the power radiating from it. The soul within. Sometimes, he swears he can feel it's- no, his gaze from there. Like he's watching. Like he's laughing. Like he knows.

Because, in the end, wasn't Macaque once happiest by Wukongs side?

#scroll asks #monkey in a bird cage au

[anurarana]

draw dick.

UGHHH FINNEEEE~

[ID: Three sketches of Dick Grayson from the shoulders up in front of reference images of Tyler Posey. The first sketch is of a younger Dick with longer hair and a small smile. The second is of Nightwing, with a wide grin and a domino mask. The final sketch is the largest and the only one colored. He is depicted with a warm tan and dark brown curly hair, and his expression is a slight scowl. End ID.]

Do you see the vision??!

Also cara (@queen-tabris) re: ur tags

[ID: Tumblr tags reading, "prev tags wait why do I want this so BAD NOWWW #TYLER POSEY NIGHTWING.... #also scott and dick would be friends I'm convinced of this #teen wolf" End ID.]

Literally sooo true so true this is my agenda

#now would i actually want posey to play dick? not particularly no bc i would much rather have an actual romani actor #but as a face claim i can not deny that i think it would be perfect lmao #ive held this belief for years im afraid its not going away anytime soon #dick grayson #nightwing #batman #asks #thanks for the anon i love you <3 #if this gets one person to watch teen wolf... well maybe thats not a good thing but at least you would be going down with me #let me know if the id works!! i wasnt sure if i should correct for spelling or not so lemme know if i could do anything better #my art tag

[lilmartita]

⛔️Behind your touch episode 14 spoilers ahead⛔️

Fuccckkkkk

Whyy👏🏼

The👏🏼

Fuckk👏🏼

Does👏🏼 she 👏🏼not 👏🏼listennnnnnnn👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼

He told you to stay in the fucking cell for your own safety

Buttt noo big girl doesn't listen because she's finneeee nothing gonna happpeennn

It's not like she hasn't been chased down before by the killer. Right?? Oh wait she has...

If she had stayed in the jail then her wannabe boo would probably still be aliveee

Fuck I'm so mad

And who the fuckk runs with a knife if they're innocent??? Like you creepy fuck, you just got all your dna over that knife. If it wasn't you to begin with, it is now. And then you think chasing after her to try to explain that it's not you, you don't know who put that there, is going to work?? Bruv be for real. You scared the shit outta her.

But this could have all been avoided if she just stayed the fuck in the stupid cell. Or if maybe she learned from when her grandpa died and went and touched the butt asap, while also listening to the person whose injured. Then they would've already known who the killer was omgg

Fuxk.

Ugh.

God.damn this kdrama really pissed me off these last few episodes.

Now I have to wait til next week.

#behind your touch #kdrama #fuck

[wheredafandomat]

Dr.Laufeyson

Series Masterlist

Epilogue

“I’ve just been so tired recently and I’m pretty sure I’m going off of pasta, I loveee pasta.” You sighed, holding the phone to your ear.

“No more pasta for Mrs Laufeyson awww.” Bucky joked, laughing from the other end.

“I’m being serious, it is upsetting. And do you wanna know what’s worse than going off of pasta. Marrying your shrink, he always thinks he knows what’s best.”

“And does he?” Bucky continued to laugh.

“What?”

“Know best?”

You stayed silent for a few moments, smiling to yourself as you thought of Loki.

“Yeah, most of the time.” You answered. “Anyways, how’s you and Nat?”

“Still taking things slowly, I met her family, nice bunch, scary sister.” He replied. “Not to be dramatic y/n but I love her.” He added.

“Awww.” You cooed as Loki walked into the room, leaning down, he kissed you on the neck. “Stopp.” You giggled. “I’ll call you back later Bucky Lokis just got home.”

“Speak to you later. Byeeee.”

Hanging your phone up, you dropped it onto the bed before you turned towards Loki and kissed him properly, him deepening it as one of his hans found the back of your head.

“Hi.” He spoke against your lips.

“How did it go?” You asked, pecking his lips again.

“You are now looking at the new owner of the Ostroff Centre soon to be Laufeyson centre.” He grinned.

“AAAAAAHHHHYOUGOTIT!!!” You exclaimed, arms wrapping tightly around Loki as you pulled him into the bed, wrapping your legs around him too.

“Course I did, I just worked my charm.” He smirked.

“Whatever.” You laughed, rolling your eyes as you kissed him again. “I’m so proud of you.”

“Couldn’t have done it without you.”

“I love you so much.”

“I love you more gorgeous.”

“How about we celebrate?” You suggested.

“What did you have in mind?” He asked, wriggling his brows.

“Champagne, dinner, definitely some vigorous sex.” You smirked.

“Okay hear me out.” He began “Why don’t we just skip the champagne.”

“Mhmm.” You hummed, prompting him to continue.

“Skip the dinner.”

“Mmmm.”

“And jump straight to the sex.” He finished, kissing your neck.

“Finneeee.” You giggled as your lips found his.

You began removing one another’s clothes, lips barely leaving each others as you kissed passionately. Once you were naked against the bed underneath Loki, he entered you, slowing easing himself inside as your nails dug into his shoulders. He reached down, kissing you again as he bottomed out. The sex was slow, intimate. You and Loki told one another how much you loved each other as you came, Loki remaining buried inside of you even after his own climax. Looking into one another’s eyes, you found home. You both knew you’d never be alone again, you had him and he had you.

Short little epilogue thing 😁

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[voidoftoast]

I do not think tubbo will be able to catch himself, but have fun

you guys are all being so dramatic. he’s finneeee. he has wings for a reason!!! it’s fineee

#the void calls #plus it’s not even that big of a fall!! it’s just like a story or two #they’ve had worse. they’re fineeeeee