#and make stars and moons and planets dance around my room

[aurosoulart]

suddenly realizing that it’s actually fucked up that I can just……. make a functional flashlight. that doesn’t exist. wtf

#auropost #giant project has ENDED brain is BACK ON #and bewildered at the state of it all #anyways i love summoning immaterial objects from the ether i’m gonna do it forever #i wanna make one of those spinning light projector lamps #and make stars and moons and planets dance around my room

[leonstoenailunderhisbed]

Professor, I didn’t cheat. (PT.2)

Summary: Professor Kennedy takes for you a date after your intimate moment in his office.

Warning: not proofread. smut. oral smut (m receiving) unprotected sex. creampie.

A/N: being an English major is so fun, my only hw is literally just read books and give me opinion on them. and to think I wanted to major in physics 😮

(pt.1) (pt.2)

After that moment you two had in his office, things became different. Stolen glances when you’d walk down the hall, the way he’d stare at you as if you’re the only one in the room. The tension was thick but he knew he shouldn’t indulge into his desires with one of his pupils.

It was ironic because he right now he was making out with you in his office. You sat on his lap as his hands rested on your waist. He gently squeezed the curvature of your waist as you moaned into the kiss. His tongue grazed your bottom lip, asking permission to enter your mouth. He sucked on your bottom lip as your tongue danced around with his.

Both of you broke apart, with his gently pulling you away from his face. The two of you remained panting but didn’t move. His hands rested on your body as he looked at you. He looked at you as if you were the most beautiful woman on the planet.

“Let me take you on a date,” he blurted out as his thumbs caressed your skin. You were shocked and stunned for a few seconds before a smile appeared on your face. You nibbled on your bottom lip as you nodded, feeling like a high school girl all over again.

And so here you were. In front of your mirror wearing an elegant and classy red dress. It reached up to your knees. It wasn’t too flashy but it wasn’t too fancy. It was just right. From the waist up, the corset remained tight and hugged your upper body with grace. The skirt hang loosely around your legs, the satin fabric making gentle contact with your freshly shaven skin.

Leon had made reservations to a fancy restaurant. He wanted the best for you so what better way to express that than by taking you the most beautiful place in town.

Leon was a classic man. He texted you around 7:30 that he’d pick you up by 8PM and bring you back home unscathed. In his eyes, you were a goddess. You were the sun shining down on him, you were the moon illuminating his dark path. Your beauty outshined that of the stars covering the night sky. To him, you were his muse. And he wasn’t afraid to show it.

So when you got out of your apartment and stood in front of Leon, he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. His jaw went slack as his eyes scanned you up and down, slowly memorizing this image of you. He didn’t want to forget the way his muse looked right now.

“You look…beautiful,” his voice was laced with adoration. He stepped up to you and extended his hand to you. Wanting to walk you to his car because why should you walk alone?

The ride to the restaurant wasn’t awkward. There was a comfortable silence that enveloped the two of you. He had to stop himself from staring too much as he was the one driving and he didn’t want to put you in danger.

The restaurant was beyond beautiful. Its structure was one of ancient Italian architecture.

He opened the door for you and walked behind you as you marveled the inside of the establishment. There were paintings on the roof and the windows were decorated with carved sculptures. The music playing was soft classical- not too loud but not too quiet. It was just right. The entire atmosphere screamed rich and classy. Just like him.

A waiter walked you two to a table right next to a window. He figured you’d like to see the view of the outside and he was right. As you stared out the window, he stared at you. You really captured this man’s heart and he was falling for you more and more.

First dates are awkward but not with him. Leon was a smooth talker, he was natural at this. So when he ordered for the both of you and you tried to protest, he gave you a stern look, “Don’t worry, I got this.” He said in his confident tone. He wanted to take care of you and he’d do it whether you like it or not.

After getting some appetizers, he began to talk to you. He wanted to get to know you. As he took a sip of his champagne, he looked over at you as you sat across from him, “So, tell me. What are you studying that requires you to take my course?”

“Well…I’m majoring in history,” you replied with a soft smile. Which was then mirrored on Leon’s face, “A history major in our midst. Why history of all things?”

“I just really like to learn about the past. Not just about the wars and everything in between. Rather the history of how society came to be. I just think human history is interesting,” You replied shyly.

Leon chuckled and took another sip of his drink before talking, “That’s good. You should study something that you like.”

As the food arrived, you couldn’t help but be fascinated with his life. He’s got a PhD in Philosophy as well as a Masters degree in Sociology with a Minor in Political Science. He’s old but you didn’t think he’d have time to do all of that.

The date was going well. Leon said a couple of jokes and you laughed at them. Your laugh was like music to his ears and he only wanted to hear more. You guys talked about everything. It was as if there really was no boundary between you two. You talked about everything and anything- your hobbies, your likes and dislikes. That one time your professor from another class caught you hiding behind a student so you wouldn’t have to participate.

“No, it was so embarrassing!” You said as you covered your face with your hands, resulting in Leon cackling.

“I don’t even think that’s ever happened to me with my students, you really do have unique experiences,” he teased as he sipped his champagne.

“To this day, I still get major embarrassment,” you fanned your face as you felt it grow hot from embarrassment to which he only laughed again.

He had a great time and so did you. So when the time marked 11PM, he felt a small twinge of sadness. He didn’t want the date to be over, he wanted to keep talking to you. That was until he felt your heel ride up along his leg.

He raised his brow and looked at you, “What are you doing?” He asked with a small smirk. He knew exactly what you were doing.

“Nothing…” You replied as you gave him your most innocent smile. He chuckled and leaned closer to the table to take your hand. His thumb caressing on your skin, drawing small circles.

“It’s getting late, I should take you home,” he spoke softly.

“Oh yeah, it’s getting late,” you let out a small sigh as the two of you got up from your table. Leon paid, of course, and walked out of the restaurant with his hand on your lower back. His touch was firm but soft.

As he led you to his car, he let you borrow his suit jacket so you wouldn’t be cold. Man, this guy was raising the standard. Once inside the car, he started the engine and began to drive to your apartment.

He brought his hand over to your thigh and gently squeezed. It was supposed to be something between the lines of “thank you for coming on a date with me” and “just you wait until we get back to your place.” The thrill was so enticing, it only made your panties grow a small wet spot from how turned on you were from his touch.

He parked right in front of your apartment and walked you to the front door. As you took out your keys and tried to find the one that opened the door, he couldn’t help but let his eyes wonder to your ass. God that dress did you justice. He wanted to touch it and grip that ass so hard until you rubbed against his hard erection with dirty noises spilling out of your mouth and-

“Want to come inside?” His thoughts were interrupted by your sweet voice. He cleared his throat and looked you in the eyes as he nodded, “Sure, yeah.”

Once he stepped inside and you closed the door, he pinned you against the wall and started to kiss you. His hands gripped your hips as he pressed his body against yours. You could feel his erection through his pants as he pressed up against you. His lips melting with yours as if they were made for each other. Your lipstick staining his lips a soft red as he pulled back slightly, his lips hovering just above yours. “The things I want to do to you,” he growled as he kissed you passionately again. His left hand gripping your hip as his right hand traveled down to grab your ass, squeezing between his fingers. That only caused him to moan as he felt how much you loved how he groped your body.

You wrapped your arms around his shoulders and brought him closer to deepen the kiss. His tongue meshing with yours as you could taste the champagne off his mouth. He tasted so delicious and you were hungry for him.

He pulled back to catch his breath and you gently took his hands to guide him to your room. This time, you were in charge.

You pushed him down the edge of the bed so he could sit down. You sat on his hips as you began to kiss him again. Your lips trailing from his mouth to his neck. Leaving lipstick prints along his skin.

You slowly got off him and kneeled in between his legs. His breath hitches as he knew what you were about to do. Your hands unbuckled his belt and pulled down on his zipper, bringing forth his large erection. God he looked even better than last time.

Precum had been leaking down the side already. You wrapped your fingers gently along his base as you dropped a small drop of saliva down on his tip and spread it down with your finger. Leon leaned back against the bed as he moaned at your touch. He was loving every second of this and he was loving how much you were in control.

As you took his cock in your mouth, he closed his eyes tightly shut and immediately grabbed the top of your hair, tugging your scalp. You swirled your tongue around his head as you rubbed the remaining part of his base that couldn’t fit in your mouth. Bobbing your head as moans and grunts spilled out of him. He bucked his hips against your face, wanting to fuck your throat deeper. When he felt you gag slightly against his cock, he let out a loud growl and spoke lowly, “Fuck y/n… I’m going to cum.”

You looked up at him through your eyelashes and pulled your mouth away from his cock. He let out a faint gruff as you stopped him from his orgasm. But what he wasn’t ready for was that you had already taken off your wet panties and began to rub his cock with them.

He’s never seen anyone do this to him. To have someone rub their underwear on his cock only turned him on even more. He could feel that wet spot on the middle part of your panties and only made his cock throb even more. He couldn’t believe he was about to cum from just your panties.

So when his sticky cum shit out of his cock and to your panties, he groaned in pleasure as he saw you lick the cum off your own panties. He felt his cock want more. You’ve completely broken the man.

You pushed his back down on your bed and got on top of him. Your dress rode up to your waist, exposing your cunt to him. His hands immediately traveled to your hips as you aligned your entrance with his cock.

You slowly pushed yourself down on his cock, down to his balls. He stretched you out and he shuddered as he felt your tight pussy pulsate against his needy cock. His mind was clouded with lust and all he wanted right now was for you to fuck him dumb.

You slowly began to move your hips in a forward and backward motion, starting off easy at first so both of you could get used to it. Leon rolled his head back and closed his eyes tightly shut as he felt you ride him.

You slowly began to lift yourself up and then bring yourself down. He also began to buckle his hips to thrust into you, your velvety walls felt so good against his cock and he only wanted more. So, with his strong grip, he began to move you. He picked you up and then brought you back down with force. This time, you were the one being fucked dumb.

Your hands traveled to his shoulders as he fucked into you from under you. Your nails clawing at his dress shirt as you moaned messily. Your whimpers only caused him to go harder and faster. His grip on your hips would sure leave a mark but you didn’t care. He let go with one hand and pulled down the straps of your dress to expose your bouncing breasts. You weren’t wearing any bra or pasties, what a dirty little slut. He smirked as he watched your tits bounce as he moved you up and down on his cock with brute force. His head bruising your cervix and hitting your g-spot all at once. It felt amazing. You rolled your eyes back as you arched your back.

He knew you were close when your moans and whimpers began to cut short by your breaths. You were a mess. Your makeup ran down your face as your hair was disheveled. Sweat running down your body as his own sweaty forehead caused his hair to glue down to his skin. He grunted as he felt your pussy clench and throb against his cock. He had to pause for a moment as he felt you come down on him. Your juices spilling down to his balls to your bedsheets.

Once he gathered his breath, he continued to fuck you. This time, he rolled you over to your back and pressed you in a mating press- pressing your thighs to your chest as he held your legs apart and down to your body. He stuffed his cock in and out harshly as he chased his own release. You rolled your head back and closed your eyes as you felt his fuck you even harder. The headboard of your head clashing against the wall as he used his muscles to fuck you harder and harder.

He felt his own cock throb inside you and without notice, he had came inside of you. His sticky essence covering your pink walls, claiming your pussy as his. He pushed himself in as he spurted every last drop into your womb and cervix. He needed to make you understand that no one would fuck you like he would.

He remained inside you for a moment as he stared down at your messy appearance- to which he found hot and felt like he could go for a second round. If only he was younger, because he would’ve fucked you until the morning.

He slowly pulled out of you and watched as his cum ooze slowly out of your clenching pussy to your ass. Cum staining your bedsheets as evidence of what the two of you had done. He dropped down beside you as he stared up at ceiling. He then turned to look at you.

He couldn’t help but admire your beauty. If you’d told him that he would be down bad for one of his students, he would’ve told you that you were crazy. And yet, here he was. Laying next to the girl he’d give everything to.

With a goofy grin, he spoke in a soft and playful tone, “Again?” You chuckled and opened your eyes to look at him,

“Again.”

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[heavyhitterheaux]

A Star Among Many (NSFW 18+)

Alyssa's Tale as told by @jackharloww

Heaux Tales of Jack Harlow

DO NOT ENGAGE IF YOU ARE NOT 18+

He broke me. When I finally felt that he had mended all the broken pieces of my heart back together, he smashed it back to the ground. I will never forget the way he looked at me. Like I was the stars to his universe and the moon to his planet- And that’s exactly what he told me, all the lies he fed me, I should have known. I should have listened to my family when they told me he was going to drain me from the little happiness I had left. I should have listened to them when they told me he was no good. I should have listened.

——————————————————-

I felt his soft fingers on my shoulder as his breath kissed my naked skin. I sat against his chest feeling his heartbeat against my back, drowning all my previous thoughts. As we sat here this morning, I couldn't help the feeling of pure bliss deep in my chest. I shifted to get a better look at his face, so my eyes could connect with his, making an immediate smile appear on my face as I took him in.

"What are you thinking about?" he asked with a cheeky grin.

“You. Me,” I said softly, as my fingertips began dancing on his exposed skin “you are my soulmate,” I continued gently. He smiled and gave me a sweet and tender kiss. ”ain’t nobody I love more than you,” he spoke before kissing me once more. His eyes were sparkling like the ocean, as if they were waves pulling me closer and closer to him.

“I don’t want you to leave” I looked down at the sheets as if to save myself from drowning in his eyes. I just now remembered he had to leave town tonight. I didn’t want this to end.

“Baby,” he sighed. He reached forward and grabbed my face with his soft hands and gently pulled it up, making me look into his blue eyes. “I wish I could bring you with me,” he whispered, caressing my cheek with his thumb. He held my face softly, like it was made of the finest porcelain he didn’t want to break.

“I could always come with you,” I suggested. A flicker of hope filled my eyes, hopeful that he would agree and finally show me off to the world. That hopefulness quickly disappeared when he softly shook his head and placed his forehead against mine.

”I like it this way, just you and me,” he whispered, “you’re my lil secret.” He pulled away and stared into my eyes, gently pulled my chin up, and gave me a deep kiss. His lips kissed mine like they were two pieces of a puzzle, fitting perfectly together.

“I want to have you to myself for as long as possible,” he said after our lips parted. I gently nodded and smiled at him. I put my hand on his chest, stroking it gently. I wanted my hands to roam over his naked skin and my body to tell him the things my lips couldn’t. His mind and body spoke the same language as mine as he flipped me over, planting kisses all over my body, as if his lips were trying to memorize every single part of it.

“I can’t get enough of you” his hot breath hit my naked chest as he left wet kisses to it, my soft moans giving him all the answers, letting him know everything he needed. And just like that, he made love to me, his little secret.

—--

“I’ve missed you so much,” I said, putting my hands around Jack’s neck. He picked me up and put my legs around his waist while we shared passionate kisses. My back against the hotel room door, his lips all over me while my moans filled the air. He was finally back. I’ve missed him like crazy. He had been gone for a while. The text messages and calls were not enough. I finally had him in front of me. I could finally touch his face, my hands could finally caress his arms, and my fingers could finally roam around his body. Oh, how I’ve missed this, missed him.

“I’ve missed you too, baby,” he mumbled against my lips. His hot breath met mine. His large hands were all over my body, he had an arm around my waist, and the other eagerly pulled up my dress. I reached down and helped him pull down his pants; his lips never left mine. He looked me deep into the eyes. His eyes darkened as he pumped himself and positioned himself before quickly pushing deep inside me. I closed my eyes and pursed my lips together as I held onto his shoulders. Both of us let out loud moans as he filled me up, making me feel every inch of him, filling me perfectly.

“you feel so good,” he said with panting breaths, his eyes piercing deeply into mine. He moved his hips deeper into me, and the feeling engulfed me. I leaned back, giving him access to my neck and his lips marked me up.

“You’re all mine,” he whispered in my ear as his thrust got quicker and harder. He lifted his head from my neck and brought me into a passionate kiss, his thrust caused me to moan into his mouth. “Feels so good,” I cried out. The feeling of him stretching me out with every thrust made my nails scratch his shoulders and back. “good girl,” he praised as he quickened his pace. One of Jack’s hands pushed in between our bodies and reached for my clit, rubbing it, and the new added pressure made my eyes roll back. “Shit, shit, shit, I’m gonna cum” I yelled out. His hand around my waist tightened, and his thrust became sloppy as he chased our releases. “Let it go, baby, I’m right behind you,” he panted out, and just like that, I saw stars. “Oh fuck, you feel so good,” he moaned into my lips as he filled me up to the brim. He kissed me before resting his forehead on mine as we both panted heavily.

That was nice and just what I needed. The sound of the shower Jack was in filled the air, while I was cuddled up in the warm covers in bed, with his shirt around my body, waiting patiently for him. I never imagined us being like this when I first met him. That sunny day when I was just going to buy some pastries and saw him, my dream come true. The only problem is, of course, all of the traveling, my heart and body aches whenever he’s not with me, but he never fails to make it up to me. All the late-night calls, the messages, the gifts he sends, the pictures, and of course, nights like this - when he visits after being gone for a while and makes up for it in every way possible. Jack needed that, too; He had been acting weird this past week, Of course, he had a lot to do at work, as he said.

His phone went off and took me out of my trance. I reached for it and saw that Urban was calling. I’ll let him know when he comes out of the shower, I thought, and was just about to put the phone down when the call ended and a text message from Urban came through.

Urban- your wife and kids miss you.

I giggled at that. Probably some inside joke, I thought to myself and put the phone back in its place. Just then, Jack came out from the bathroom, a towel resting low on his hips, and his curls were dripping wet. He went to his side of the bed and laid down next to me. He reached out and gave me a few kisses before sitting with his back against the headboard. He reached for his phone, and I saw his face change immediately. Instead of laughing at Urban’s message, he frowned and angrily typed something back, and locked the phone.

“you good?” I asked him,

“Uh, yeah yeah, I’m fine,” he stuttered before showing me his beautiful smile. I nodded gently, deciding not to put any weight on it right now. He would tell me when he felt ready. I glanced at him as he typed in his code and typed in one last message to urban before putting his phone on the bedside table. “Ready for round two?” He asked me with a smirk and got on top of me.

He turned around and fell asleep directly after our second round. I couldn’t shake off the feeling of something being wrong. I waited a few minutes and crawled out of bed, and walked over to his side of the bed. I slowly took his phone and tip-toed to the bathroom. I looked into his messages and saw the last thing he wrote to Urban.

Jack - Fucking stop breathing down my neck bro

Maybe it wasn’t as fun of an inside joke as I thought. I went to look at the rest of his messages but couldn’t find anything other than work-related things. I went to look at his photo albums but couldn’t find anything there either. Until I found it. The private album. The album that would soon shatter my heart to the ground, with no one to pick up the broken pieces. I tried the same code and got in. I could not believe the things that I saw. My heart dropped to my stomach as my eyes stared at the beautiful woman in the white wedding gown, with Jack's arms draped around her. My breath hitched at the sight of ultrasound pictures, pictures of kids that shared a resemblance to him. A whole life outside of the one I knew of. I was nothing. He made me feel like I was everything, but now - absolutely nothing.

All the signs were there. How did I not realize?

I should have known that I was simply another star in his black sky, one he could gaze upon in his time of need. I should have known that I was yet another moon among others swept up in his orbit.

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[bottledovercast]

had a scene in my mind. short, not sure where it would go.

leopril, high school/human au. <3

The screen flickers, another one of Lou Jitsu's antics commanding the scene–a sweeping kick here, a glimmering smile there.

April knows that smile.

She glances over at Leo, his profile illuminating by the television, bright orange casting his features in a hazy glow. That same smile has been appearing on and off, surrounded by his family on the best night of the week–Friday movie night.

He's curled up beside her on the couch, a dark blue hoodie he stole from Donnie's room ("it's blue, Don. blue."), hair mussed by Raph's over-eager knuckles as he got home from work, earlier. There's a glittery sticker stuck to his back, Mikey's sneaky arms winding around him for a hug, for more.

April has never loved him more.

Lou Jitsu yells, "HOT SOUP!" and Leo grins, quicksilver, brighter than the screen, sending flutters straight into April's stomach, enough to make her hands twitch in her lap, itching for something she shouldn't reach for.

Donnie and Mikey laugh at another joke on-screen, slapstick comedy loosening tensed shoulders and upturning mouths after a long week at school, homework and training and papers and classes and crime-fighting and more. And even though Raph is the oldest, the one with a crease permanently etched between his eyebrows, it's Leo who runs a careful eye over his family, it's Leo who tends to his brothers silently, it's Leo who makes sure everyone is comfortable, safe, happy.

His attention is a shower of warm sunlight, pouring over them. April counts herself lucky enough to catch a few of the stars, their light, imagining them catching in her hair, sparkles glittering.

Everything seems right, from the popcorn that'll be wedged between cushions until a year from now to the loud protests Donnie exclaims concerning the visual effects, everything hands in its orderly balance, a dance that April knows the steps to.

And yet, as she basks in the sunlight, there's something wrong.

Leo, witty and wily and wild Leo, eventually lets his head swing over April's way.

Her breath catches. Her breath catches because usually her friend, her best friend, though he'd lasso the moon down for her, usually has a smile full of secrets and eyes like a thief.

Now, in the sugar-coated warmth of the family room, with a Lou Jitsu movie playing so loud April feels it buzz in her ears, his family unfolding in concentric rings about him, Leo looks at her with an openness, startling in its clarity.

He blinks slowly, as if caught in syrup. She exhales, tangling her fingers in the blanket. The movie falls away, the running commentary between Raph and Mikey fading, the soft taps of Donnie's keyboard gone.

Leo shifts, the couch squeaking slightly. Something woodsy ambles her way, something fresh, something she'd like to bury her nose in.

Her heart leaps in her throat, the sunlight like pure energy telling her body to go go go but where? Where is she going to go but here?

He moves again, that flicker in his eye morphing into ajokeawhisperariddle that sends a funny feeling cartwheeling through April. A question rises and but Leo catches that too, holding up a finger to his mouth as he glances pointedly at his brothers, before returning to her.

What? her brain says on repeat, a broken record chanting, growing shriller with each second. What what what what.

I won't tell them if you don't, his gaze seems to say.

And what is that supposed to mean?

Leo slides closer and closer, moving only when Lou Jitsu shrieks as a bowl of soup is dumped on his own perfectly styled coif, when Raph laughs so loud that Mikey jumps, when a cheesy robot begins to unleash its lasers.

Each time it is a centimeter, the barest shift so as to not alert his brothers but to April it is enormous, an eruption of the planet's tectonic plates (or whatever the hell it is that she learned in middle school), his scent and his warmth and his disarming grin and those eyes intoxicatingly closer.

His voice startles her.

"Here it comes, Tello!" Leo calls, as Lou Jitsu prepares his Seven Deadly Vipers move, not missing a beat.

Leo pauses his campaign across the couch as he begins to chant Lou Jitsu's lines in perfect sync with Donnie, growing louder as Raph and Mikey cheer them on, teenage boy rowdiness multiplying exponentially.

The little shit does all of that and seems entirely at ease, not betraying the fact that he's tormenting April in the slightest. No, just a roguish grin, a glint in his eye.

(His leg is bouncing quite a bit. There's that, at least.)

One last clumsy joke, a chortle from Mikey as he tries catching an M&M in his mouth and the cushions dip, Leo's hand right by her leg. The same hand he accidentally cut when practicing with his swords last week, the same hand April bandaged in the kitchen with those terrible flickering lights, the callouses rough against her own skin, the same hand that tipped up her chin, tapped her nose.

That hand.

It's that hand and April isn't even watching the movie anymore, no she's watching how his pinky seems to be teasing her, nearly covering the last bit of distance. The heat of his gaze is sweltering, the rise and fall of his breaths etched into her mind.

Not slowly does April fall entirely into his orbit.

In one swift motion, Leo brings that hand up to rest against the back of the couch.

She bites her lip before she blurts out something like what's taking you so long?

Mikey, Raph, and Donnie seem none the wiser.

His leg presses against her own as the first round of explosions happen, a sudden spray of popcorn showering the carpet as Mikey unsurprisingly jumps.

An absentminded hand runs along April's shoulder, calloused fingers grazing her skin as Lou Jitsu remains the last one standing.

If she turned her head even a little, her forehead would bump into Leo's jaw.

She likes that. She does.

(Leo does too, if the corners of his mouth twitching means anything.)

Around and around and around the room spins, Leo at the focal point, everyone a merely star caught in his orbit and April tries to get herself to relax, to sink into the moment and bathe in the proximity but he's too hot, he is alight with flame and she'll burn up she'll–

The movie shuts off.

She blinks.

Leo's hand rests at the back of her neck, muscles flexing as he crosses one leg over the other.

"How'd you like that one?" he asks slyly, ignoring the copious eye-rolls being sent their way.

April blushes so hard, she wonders if her face will ever look normal.

"I–"

"She's seen that one hundreds of times, Lee," Mikey groans, slapping a hand over his forehead. "That's why I said we should watch something else this time."

I don't think he's talking about that, Mikey, she says to herself, mind tripping over itself

Leo exhales a short laugh, as if she'd said that aloud.

"Speaking of–can we watch something else? Please, Raph? It's only 8:30 and I know for a fact that April's done with her community service hours. She can stay up," the youngest pleads, opening those sky-blue eyes of his, wielding his best weapon against the oldest.

Raph, predictably, folds.

"I mean...if you're done..."

April tries laughing, but it comes out as a wheezy exhale. "Done last week! That old hag at the library doesn't get any more of my youth!"

Sweeter than his devilish brothers, Raph inclines his head to her, reaching for the remote to begin this whole process again, to keep April wedged between freaking the hell out and possibly dying of happiness.

This is so much more different than eating lunch with Leo on the bleachers behind the school, than running up to Leo after he scores the winning basket, waiting for him to swing her around, than tag-teaming Hypno in darkened streets, clasped hands and breathless smiles.

More sunlight runs into her, his gaze a handprint made of stars on her face.

"I think another movie sounds great," Leo says evenly, fingers tracing patterns of fire at her back. Does he know the effect he has on her? "Dee?"

Donnie, the lightning to Leo's thunder, lets out a long-suffering sigh, one that April knows has been cooking in there for a while. "I think you're half as sneaky as you think. But, Mummy Ninjas sounds great, if that's what we're really talking about."

That's his way of approving of the arm around her shoulders.

April really doesn't have any more embarrassment to spare, so in the spirit of the boy pressed as close as her favorite jacket, she winks at Donnie and gestures for the movie to begin playing, blowing three kisses, one for each brother.

And as Mummy Ninjas opens to a particularly grisly looking scene (as much as a low-budget 80s film can offer) Leo presses a quick kiss to her hair, and even though she can't see his face, the second Lou Jitsu appears on the screen smiling a thousand suns right at her, she knows exactly what Leo looks like.

x.

nothing like a good ol high school crush. <3

#rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #leopril #aprilnardo #i said this was short but it took me like an hour #lmao i love them but i didn't need to take this long on a DRABBLE #they're idiots your honor #hc that leo IS so smooth because life is short #and i am a tired woman

[darkness-and-books]

The Things We Do For The Fleet

Chapter 1: Rise and Shine

Eventual Leonard McCoy x fem!reader

⚠️: some language

word count: 615

Next->

~also orange italics are Y/N’s thoughts and blue italics are Leonard’s thoughts~

~orange star and moon divider indicates POV change, this same divider is by @cafekitsune~

“WHAT IN SAM HILL DO YOU MEAN” someone a few doors or maybe even decks down screamed. And that is how Y/N woke up. Did anyone really need to be so loud, Y/N thought to herself as she pushed a pillow over her head

“Maybe if I try hard enough I’ll stop hearing whatever bozo feels the need to yell at 5 in the morning” Y/N groaned quietly into her bed. She only had thirty more minutes before her alarm went off, couldn’t the yelling have waited until then?

Leonard’s video communicator pinged at about the same time his alarm went off, whoever it is has lost their goddamn mind he thought as he sauntered over to answer it. “Of course it’s you” Leonard grumbled to himself angrily. “Don’t be so excited to see me” Kirk joked much to jovially given the early hour.

“If it isn’t an emergency then I’m submitting my resignation” Leonard threatened. “No you won’t, you care too much for my safety” Kirk shot back. Damnit, I wish he wasn’t right Leonard sighed, but just waited for Kirk to continue.

“It’s not an emergency, but it is important” Kirk paused before continuing, “We are temporarily, short on rooms” Kirk said, avoiding looking at the screen. “What exactly do you mean? None of this dancing around crap” Leonard urged.

“What I mean is that the power in one of the personnel quarters decks has gone down so until engineering fixes it some of the personnel have to share quarters and you’re one of them” Kirk rushed in one breath and now looked around nervously.

“WHAT IN THE SAM HILL DO YOU MEAN” Leonard screamed at the video communicator. “It’ll only be for a little while” Kirk tried to assure him. “I don’t care, why me?!?” Leonard demanded in irritation. “I really just picked from the top of the duty roster, I’m sorry Bones” Kirk apologised.

Leonard sighed, he couldn’t stay mad at Kirk forever, “Fine, Fine, who do you have me roomed with?” Leonard inquired with one hand on his hip and the other carding through his messy hair.

Kirk hesitated a moment before finally sharing that information, “Well you’ll be rooming with- and please keep in mind that your roommate was just whoever was the next person down on the roster- Y/N” Kirk informed him timidly, while fiddling with said roster.

“That, that sounds like a girl’s name, are you sure?” Leonard questioned suspiciously. “I’m certain, and I can’t really change it because you’re the last person I told and everyone else is already happy with their rooming situations” Kirk stated quickly

“Does Y/N know yet?” Leonard asked as he massaged his temples. “No, I was gonna call her next” Kirk did his best to smile as he said it. “No, don’t bother I’ll tell her” Leonard sighed. the last thing I need is for this is for this corn-fed loon to make it weird for the poor girl.

“You’ll need to be in one room by next Wednesday, we’re making a stop at the next federation planet for more beds next Tuesday. So you can decide how you want to get a second bed into the room for yourselves. You’ll have to let me know which room you’re taking, hers or yours, on this Friday so that I can sort people from deck six into new rooms accordingly” Kirk said as he seemed to have regained some of his confidence. “Kirk out” he signed off without giving Leonard time to argue.

I don’t even know where Y/N’s quarters are, let alone how to tell her that we’re rooming together, Leonard thought as he began getting dressed for the day.

Hope you like, I’ll do the next chapter soon I promise!!!

#leonard mccoy x reader #star trek #bones #star trek tos

[raayllum]

Rayllum-y lyrics from Midnights:

And I wake with your memory over me / That's a real fucking legacy, legacy (it was maroon)

I would've stayed on my knees / And I damn sure never would've danced with the devil / At nineteen / And the God's honest truth is that the pain was heaven / And now that I'm grown, I'm scared of ghosts / Memories feel like weapons

When my depression works the graveyard shift / All of the people I've ghosted stand there in the room

All the love we unravel / And the life I gave away / 'Cause he was sunshine / I was midnight rain / He wanted it comfortable / I wanted that pain

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye / You were bigger than the whole sky / You were more than just a short time / And I've got a lot to pine about / I've got a lot to live without

Summer went away, still, the yearning stays

One night, a few moons ago / I saw flecks of what could've been lights / But it might just have been you / Passing by unbeknownst to me

I didn't choose this town, I dream of getting out / There's just one who could make me stay / All my days

Can I ask you a question? / Did you ever have someone kiss you in a crowded room / And every single one of your friends was makin' fun of you / But fifteen seconds later, thеy were clappin' too? / Then what did you do? / Did you lеave her house in the middle of the night? Oh / Did you wish you'd put up more of a fight, oh / When she said it was too much? / Do you wish you could still touch her? / It's just a question

Lock broken, slur spoken / Wound open, game token

My knuckles were bruised like violets / Sucker punching walls, cursed you as I sleep-talked / Spineless in my tomb of silence / Tore your banners down, took the battle underground

I can't let this go / I fight with you in my sleep / The wound won't close / I keep on waiting for a sign

When the silence came, we were shaking blind and hazy / How the hell did we lose sight of us again? / Sobbin' with your head in your hands / Ain't that the way shit always ends?

They said the end is comin' / Everyone's up to somethin' / I find myself runnin' home to your sweet nothings

My friends from home don't know what to say / I looked around in a blood-soaked gown / And I saw something they can't take away / 'Cause there were pages turned with the bridges burned / Everything you lose is a step you take

Tale as old as time / I wake up screaming from dreaming / One day I'll watch as you're leaving / And life will lose all its meaning / For the last time

If clarity's in death, then why won't this die? / Years of tearing down our banners, you and I / Living for the thrill of hitting you where it hurts

Good girl, sad boy / Big city, wrong choices / We had one thing goin' on / I swear that it was somethin' / 'Cause I don't remember who I was / Before you painted all my nights / A colour I've searched for since

You’re on your own kid, you always have been

"It only hurts this much right now" / Was what I was thinkin' the whole time / Breathe in, breathe through, breathe deep, breathe out / I'll be gettin' over you my whole life

All you ever wanted from me was sweet nothing

Once upon a time, the planets and the fates / And all the stars aligned / You and I ended up in the same room / At the same time

My hand was the one you reached for / All throughout the Great War / Always remember / Uh-huh, tears on the lеtter / I vowed not to cry anymore

You know there's many different ways that you can kill the one you love / The slowest way is never loving them enough

If you never touched me, I would've / Gone along with the righteous / If I never blushed, then they could've / Never whispered about this / And if you never saved me from boredom / I could've gone on as I was / But, Lord, you made me feel important / And then you tried to erase us / Oh, oh / You're a crisis of my faith / Would've, could've, should've / If I'd only played it safe

And the touch of a hand lit the fuse / Of a chain reaction of countermoves / To assess the equation of you / Checkmate, I couldn't lose

#rayllum #taylor swift #we're not swifties for nothing #caylangst #s4 #arc 1 #arc 2 #insp

[drivemysoul]

“taylor you are so so beautiful and so so autistic please categorise taylor swift lyrics that correspond with kazuto and asuna’s relationship through every arc of sword art online”

thank you 😭😭 also thank you to everyone else who sent one i love y’all so much 🩷 okay i’m limiting myself to 3 per arc or i’ll be here for 20 hours because i have hours long playlists for each and every arc i love these two so so much

aincrad: “once upon a time the planets and the fates and all the stars aligned, you and i ended up in the same room at the same time, and the touch of a hand lit the fuse of a chain reaction of countermoves to asses the equation of you, checkmate, i couldn’t lose” (i’m counting it as one lyric shush), “i hate accidents except when we went from friends to this” and “i’m perfectly fine, i live on my own, i made up my mind, i’m better off being alone, we met a few weeks ago, now you try on calling me baby like trying on clothes”

sugary days: “i want to drive away with you, i want your complications too, i want your dreary monday, wrap your arms around me baby boy”, “outside they’re pushing and shoving, you’re in the kitchen humming, all that you ever wanted from me was sweet nothing” and “take me to the lakes where all the poets went to die, i don’t belong and my beloved neither do you”

fairy dance: “i loved you in spite of deep fears that the world would divide us”, “romeo save me, they’re trying to tell me how to feel, this love is difficult but it’s real” and “don’t say yes, run away now, i’ll meet you when you’re out of the church at the back door, don’t wait or say a single vow, you need to hear me out and they said speak now”

phantom bullet: “i’d give my sunshine, give you my best, but the rain is always gonna come if you’re standing with me”, “when i was shipwrecked i thought of you, in the cracks of light i dreamed of you, it was real enough to get me through, i swear you were there” and “are you really gonna talk about timing in times like these, and let all your damage damage me, and carry your baggage up my street, and make me your future history?”

mother’s rosario: “you can’t talk to me when i’m like this, daring you to leave me just so i can try and scare you”, “no deal, the 1950’s shit they want from me, i just wanna stay in that lavender haze” and “i gave you all my best me’s, my endless empathy, and all i did was bleed as i tried to be the bravest soldier, fighting in only your arms, frontlines don’t you ignore me, i’m the best thing at this party, and i wouldn’t marry me either”

ordinal scale: “i like shiny things but i’d marry you with paper rings”, “only bought this dress so you could take it off” and “give you the silence that only comes when two people understand eachother, family that i chose now that i see your brother as my brother, is it enough?”

alicization: “i woke up just in time, now i wake up by your side, my one and only, my lifeline”, “can i go where you go? can we always be this close forever and ever?” and “wherever you stray, i’ll follow”

war of underworld: “lord save me, my drug is my baby, i’ll be using for the rest of my life”, “i would’ve read your love letters every single night and prayed to god you’d be coming home alright, and you would’ve been fine, we would’ve been timeless” and “in the end in wonderland we both went mad”

moon cradle: “have i known you twenty seconds or twenty years?”, “i don’t wanna look at anything else now that i saw you, i don’t wanna think of anything else now that i thought of you” and “time breaks down your mind and body, don’t you let it touch your soul”

unital ring: “i’m gonna love you when our hair is turning grey, we’ll have a cardboard box of photos of the life we’ve made and you’ll say “oh my, we really were timeless””, “up on the roof with a schoolgirl crush, drinking beer out of plastic cups, say you fancy me not fancy stuff, baby all at once this enough” and “i’ve loved you three summers now honey but i want them all”

#stood-onthecliffside #thrown out speeches* #im autistic can you tel

[jaime-brienne-fic-exchange]

Fic Exchange Roundup: Fantasy and Sci-Fi AUs Pt. 2

guide me on my way amongst the stars by NaomiGnome for ice_connoisseur

The both of them walk in space and time and the intervals in between them--it was their duty and their honor to keep everything in balance, to be agents of the Three Eyed Raven. There was no room for--whatever this was---they both knew it.  “You don’t need to go,”  He laughs and climbs atop his horse, “You’re a terrible liar, Blue.”  Four times that that Time Travel agents Jaime and Brienne meet by chance and the one time they don't.

Keep by LionStar (Mel_Sanfo) for majicienne

After a close call Jaime confronts Brienne.

Finest, Furthest, Most Unknown Edge by captainellie for leakypaintpen

For the rest of her days, Brienne will never know what causes the crash. All she wants, more than her own survival, is for the Stark girls to be safe. Instead, they're trapped on an alien planet filled with unknown danger. Then she finds the man, bound, and battered, and broken. The biggest threat may not be the planet itself but whatever horrors follow a fallen Lannister.

Shangri-la beneath the summer moon (I will return again) by LadyRhiyana for djelibeybi

“What does he have on you?” she asked her future-self, bristling protectively. “This is some kind of foul Lannister scheme, isn’t it? Blackmail? Coercion?” She gripped the hilt of her sword, outraged at the thought. “Did he defeat you in a duel and force you to marry him? Let me protect you!” There was a moment of silence. “Dear one,” the Kingslayer said, his eyes dancing with wicked laughter, “I’d forgotten how intense you were.”

Guaranteed Perfection by languageintostillair for auntie_social

Oathkeeper had a reputation for making every couple’s dream wedding come true. It was the company’s promise: Guaranteed Perfection. But nothing was going to save this wedding. Not even time travel.

stars around my scars by Roccolinde for theworldunseen

It takes Brienne Tarth three applications and a formal complaint to get her admission letter to King's Academy. She lasts less than a year. It is only the beginning of the story.

A Moon of Me by catherineflowers for lilsherlockian1975

It's a Modern AU with magic, but Brienne and Jaime meet in the most mundane way.

#Fic Recs #jaime x brienne fic exchange

[unknowncreature19]

@lootsofathousandsworld A gift for a cool friend! And there’s a little story to it.

* It was a starry night and Emily was outside around ship. the crew is asleep and she is still awake. Something bothered Emily so much that Keeps her awake she looks at the stars as it helps her calm down. What Emily didn’t know that Peter was awake as well. Peter was doing paperwork and getting stuff ready for the next morning. he had notice emily having those nights that keeps her awake. he decided to talk to her…*

Peter: Hey Emily! *he walks to her*

Emily: oh…hey peter..

Peter: I have noticed you’ve been not sleeping well and you have those nights awake like this. it’s there something bothering you?

*Emily Was so tired that she explained everything to him. Jack is bothering her again! She couldn’t hang out of her friends or work on her machines which she calls them sons. Because Jack was so angry that She still refused him and now he bothering her Like 2 months. No wonder why she came on his ship she want to get away from him and maybe relax but her worried Is got to her best. Peter thought of something that maybe help her*

Peter: Do you want to dance with me?

* Emily Seems shock about that question* Emily: dance? I- I am not best of it * She was honest about it but she was thinking a moment there* Although I did bring my best dress…. But I never use it that much because I only use it when I want to play acting…

Peter: so? * He looks at her* Acting or not acting or Not like the best dancer I think this will help

Emily Looks down and look back at him* Now you mention it… That’s probably it will help me. Wait here please *peter noded Emily walked her room*

* Five minutes later Emily came out in a sparkly beautiful dress. It look like a prom dress but yet it was so gorgeous that Peter couldn’t stop saying wow And this is probably the first time he sees her with her hair down*

Emily: how do I look?

Peter: Emily, you look like a princess in that dress.

Emily: Oh stop it! you will make me blush * She kinda laughed*

Peter: I’m not lying though! * He takes his hand out* but honestly you look gorgeous

Emily: Thank you… * there was a soft smile on her face as she grabbed his hand* Shall we dance?

peter: gladly. * he Reply*

* They both dance On the boat, stars were shining like diamonds. Seems like both of them were enjoying the dance of the moon light! ((space port??)) Half of times both laugh! Half of times Just talk about pranks and other things. Although from all the dancing, Emily was getting so tired That they stop*

Emily: That was fun thank you for the damce of the lifetime

Peter: No problem! anything I can do I will help you.

* Emily yawned* Emily: I should get going to bed I need to sleep. See you later goofball *she pinch his cheek and she ran off to a room. peter Thought was funny but He felt grateful that he helped her out, but now when he comes back from all this he needs to plan something for Jack. Oh yes, revenge it’s coming…*

((Side note!!! Emily is not a treasure planet OC she’s original OC!! Ref of will come soon maybe—!!!!!!!!

You can draw your favorite part of it if you want girl-

#treasure planet #disney treasure planet #fanart #disney

[daggerzine]

Ian M. Bailey- We Live In Strange Times (Kool Kat Musik)

Ian and Daniel Wylie are at it again, bringing us their third project together. Loved the last two and this one is just as good. All songs co-written; all songs recorded and produced at Ian’s home studio Small Space Studios, England with strings, once again, arranged by Alan Gregson.  Alan also contributes Hammond, bass synth, lap steel, Rhodes piano, dobro, and brush drum. The press kit says it all with “musically inspired by such greats as The Beatles, The Byrds, CSN, Gene Clark, Moody Blues and Eric Burdon’s War to name but a few of some of our greatest songwriting and musical predecessors.” Yup, we’re getting more jangle pop we all love from these guys.

“The Last Chime” kicks off the album with those jangling guitar and harmonies we love with thoughtful lyrics added to this opening gem. “Love has a way of making you feel everything’s grey and life is surreal. Real love will last a lifetime; Real love will hear the last chime.”  Next up, “It’s Summer Rain,” slows the mood down a bit, but those gorgeous harmonies blow me away! “Rain will fall on us and evaporate in the sunshine so pray for rain. It keeps us alive; pray for sunshine. There’s a continent on fire and the people there have just one desire. So, pray for rain. It keeps us alive; pray for sunshine.”  Track 3 is “Mother Nature (Giving Out Signs).” Do you remember Daniel’s song “A Beautiful Sunrise”? This kind of reminds me of it lyrically(“Mother Nature blew my mind, with a beautiful sunrise,” but it ends there.) This has a Beatles’ vibe complete with a sitar sound and soaring Led Zeppelin “Kashmir” strings. Next, “The Clock Is Ticking, “ has mysterious keyboards of organ and piano, as well as a beautiful chorus.  “Are we listening, are we listening, are we listening, angels are calling, angels are falling.”

Track 5, “She Waltzes With The Devil,” is the only instrumental on the album. It’s a rockin’ guitar jam that kicks in with a rollicking organ ride reminiscent of The B-52’s “Planet Claire.”  “Dance Around The Room,” slows things down again to a beautiful song filled with gentle acoustic guitar,  twangy steel guitar, and those beautiful harmonies again.  “So, make all your muscles move now; make all your muscles move now; make all your muscles move now and dance around the room.” “Pray For Me” is by far my favorite on the album.  A beautiful upbeat, but sad song about divorce. “the ring is off my finger and you are off my mind; well the car is my play thing, you say I can keep it, but here’s the sting; you get to keep the children and you will get the house.“ The chorus says it all, “Tragedy got me down on my knees; I’m begging pray for me, pray for me.”  “California Desert Sundown” is a softer, highly detailed slow song that really gives us the spirit of California. Ian or Daniel must have spent some time there to fully capture this. Again, the chorus is beautiful, “California, California. I want you, I want you. I want you, yeah, I want you.” Another amazing touch of “wah-wah” guitar work here. 

Track 9, “The Sweet Smell Of Roses,” is another soft, beautiful love song. The strings really add a nice touch here to capture the mood.  “And I want everything to be, just as long as you agree, always waiting for you, always seeking a truce.” The title track, “We Live In Strange Times, “ sneaks in with a sitar sound and then pops in with blasting guitars and soaring harmonies. “I’ve been waiting; I’ve been patient; nothing ever goes the way we’ve planned; the tide it comes to wash away the land. I’ve been around, baby I’ve been around, baby I’ve been around. We live in strange times; baby I’ve been around.”

Track 11, “Country Girl,” is another slower, acoustic number with a touch of twang and strings. “Heaven is above you; under stars I’ll love you. In the great wide open; open up your heart.”  The album comes to close with, “The Moon Floats On A Cloud.” A beautiful story with flight imagery that reminds me of Mason Williams’ “Classical Gas” only this song shares a plane ride. “A late-night plane from somewhere; a ghost ship heading home; the humming of the engines; a silent tired yawn; the engines may be loud; the moon floats on a cloud.” Richard Curran’s cello adds a beautiful touch to this sad song.

Twelve new songs from this dynamic songwriting duo. I know at some point this could come to an end, but in the meantime, I’ll continue to enjoy what they create together. Daniel sums up their music beautifully with, “Melody is King, it makes my heart sing. It’s the universal language. Without a good tune, all you have is a poem.” Couldn’t say it any better than that.   (REVIEW BY ERIC EGGLESON)

[graynvmbr]

you are in love | peter parker

summary: you're in love with peter, your best friend.

word count: 1.6k

notes: no use of y/n, fem!reader (might be able to read it as gn!reader), english is not my first language so there might be some mistakes

Parties were not your thing but Harry had invited you and Peter to a party he was throwing in his huge mansion, you protested but he said “everyone was coming” so you had to as well.

You and Peter had been sitting in the living room on the leather couches since you came in and you were still drinking your first beer of the night, even though you’d been at the party for a few hours. After a while, Harry joined you.

He and Peter had been talking for hours but you hadn’t been listening. Suddenly Peter looked over at you. The room was dark, but you could see the look of adoration in the dark. No one else noticed, it was meant just for you. You wanted him to keep looking at you like that forever but time moved too fast and suddenly he stood up, sticking out his hand for you to take. You hadn’t even realized his conversation with Harry had ended. You knew his hand was a silent invitation to leave the party and go to his place.

You took his hand and he guided you through the group of dancing people, making sure he didn’t drop your hand. It’s a good thing he was holding your hand, you kept replaying that look of adoration that he gave you mere moments ago in your head and weren’t looking where you guys were going.

He took his coat and yours from the rack and handed it to you. You put on your coat while he buttoned his up. When he opened the door you immediately felt the cold November air. You pulled him closer, for warmth, by his arm, he didn’t protest. You walked in a comfortable silence until Peter made a light-hearted joke about the people at the party. You giggled at his silly joke. When you looked up at his face, he had that look of adoration on his face again, the one you kept replaying in your head minutes earlier.

When you reached your car, he opened your door for you and closed it afterward, walking over to the driver's seat. “Coffee?” he asked. You chuckled, “Peter, it’s midnight.” You knew if you had coffee now you wouldn’t be able to sleep. Plus, was there anything that served coffee open anymore?

Once Peter had parked the car in his parking spot in front of his apartment building, with your coffees, you undid your seatbelt and opened the car door, getting out of the car. You met Peter at the front of the car and stopped when you were standing next to each other. He looks down at your chest, where your necklace, that he gave you, rests. The moonlight reflects on it. He looks back into your eyes and says: “Look up.” You look up, confused, and you see that it’s a clear night, with no clouds. You can see the stars, the moon and probably some planets. You smile softly. Suddenly you feel something touch your shoulder. It’s Peter’s shoulder lightly brushing yours while he looks up at the sky as well. One touch but you felt enough.

He opens the door to his apartment for you and you walk inside, silently thanking him. It’s silent and the lights are out. You turn around to look at Peter and he’s unbuttoning his coat. Now you’re the one with a look of adoration on your face. You hear it, in the silence. You see it, with the lights out. You are in love with your best friend.

-

The next morning you wake up to the smell of burnt toast. You quickly get up and jog downstairs, hoping Peter didn’t burn his apartment down.

When you get to the kitchen he’s quickly unplugging the toaster. He turns around to look at you with a bashful look on his face. He clears his throat when you cross your arms. “Hey…Why are you awake? It’s Sunday, you could’ve slept in…” he says awkwardly while scratching the back of his neck with a small smile on his beautiful face.

“Maybe because it smelt like you were burning the apartment down?” you say. “Ah, yes about that…” You just shake your head before he can finish his sentence. “Why don’t you quickly go to the bakery around the corner, I’m sure they still have some bread.” He nods and grabs his jacket. Without fully putting it on he’s out the door. You sigh and shake your head once more with a small smile on your face.

You walk into his room, going straight for his closet. This wasn’t unusual. You had slept over at Peter’s plenty of time, in the guest room of course. You and Peter were nothing more than friends, best friends. Nothing more… You open his closet, looking for one of his shirts to put on.

Once you find one you like, a t-shirt that reaches just above your knees with a photo of Spider-Man on it, you walk out of his room, closing the door behind you. When you get back to the kitchen you start setting the table. Two plates, two knives, and two glasses that you fill with orange juice.

After a few more minutes Peter walks back in and holds up a bag filled with fresh foods from the bakery. You sit down at the table and dive in.

-

After breakfast, Peter crashes on the couch while you pick out a movie to watch. You look through his collection of DVD’s and when you stand up and turn around he’s suddenly standing behind you. “Peter?” you ask. He takes another step closer to you, he’s close enough now that when you look up, your lips would be touching. Not an appropriate distance for best friends. And at that moment, for once, you let go of your fears and your ghosts. He took one step, not much, but it said enough.

Your relationship evolved quickly from thereon. You had been best friends for years so you already knew each other inside and out.

You were walking through the busy streets of New York, on your way to class. You and Peter went to the same university but had very different schedules. That could be seen as a bad thing, you didn’t have any classes together. But the different schedules allowed you to walk each other to classes. You were on your way to your English Lit. course, you were almost late so you had to hurry up. You stopped in front of the building, turning to each other. “I’ll pick you up after class, yeah?” You nodded at him and smiled. He leaned in and kissed you on the sidewalk. After a while, you pulled away and he chased your lips, wanting more. “Pete, I’m gonna be late.” “I don’t care.” He says. You chuckle: “I do care.” He sighs and takes a step back. You turn around and walk towards the building, turning around before entering to give him a wave. He has a goofy smile on his face and waves back before turning around and walking back to his, your, apartment.

-

It was late, really late and he still wasn’t home. Peter had gone on patrol, like every night, but he hadn’t returned yet. It was currently four am and you were pacing around the apartment. He should’ve been home by now, something must’ve happened. You turned on the TV to see if there was any news about Spider-Man. Nothing. Suddenly you hear a small thudding noise from the bedroom. You quickly open the door and there you see him. He’s sitting on the fire escape. You open the window and rake your eyes over his body, checking for any injuries. “Where have you been?!” he looks at you sheepishly. “I was just…out on patrol, you know. Like always.” “It’s four am, Peter! I’ve been worried sick!” you yelled. “You really didn’t have to stay up, baby.” “Of course I stayed up! Normally, you’re back by now!” you yelled at him, again. “I can explain. There was a-“ you cut him off before he could finish his sentence. Peter slept in the guest room that night.

The next morning you wake up and reach for Peter. You sit up on your elbow and look around with a frown. Then you remember this morning’s events. You sigh and get up, stretching. You walk into the kitchen and see Peter. You stop in your tracks, you didn’t expect to see him up yet. He turns around, having heard your footsteps (Spidey-sense and all). He starts walking towards sputtering out apologies. You sit down at the kitchen table and he takes the seat across from you. “Please let me explain. I didn’t mean to come home that late and worry you.” You nodded. “There was this- this mugger and he was a pain in the ass. I thought I handled it but then suddenly his friends turned up. Once I handled them I called the police, like always. But for some reason, it took ages for them to show up and then I swung around before coming home. I swear I didn’t know it was four am already.”

-

It’s the middle of the night. Suddenly, Peter wakes up. He groans and rubs his hand over his face. He turns over to look at you and to check that you’re still asleep. You stir and wake up, turning to look at him. You can’t explain the look on his face, it’s a strange look. He opens his mouth to say something but closes it again. “You’re my best friend.” He says eventually. You frown. Why was he saying this? You guys had been friends for years and now you’ve been dating for a few months. It’s like a light bulb lights up in your head and you knew what it was, he is in love.

-

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[safarigirlsp]

What zodiac signs do you give each character? I asked before for Jacques but all would be nice if you don’t mind 💛

This is a fun thought! 💗

✨ Zodiac Signs ✨

Myself, I default to thinking all the characters are Scorpio like AD and because they’re all sexy, dark, intimidating bastards! But assuming they’re not all Scorpios, here are my thoughts! I’m going to do positive and negative traits, because those can be more fun!

This is just for fun and I’m not an astrologist!

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Jacques - Sagittarius

“Clothes make the man. Naked people have little or no influence on society.” - Sagittarius Mark Twain

Ruled by Jupiter, the biggest planet in our solar system, he too is larger than life and utterly impossible to ignore. It is all too easy to be drawn in by his gravitational pull and carried along on the tide of his exuberance. Just like Jupiter’s plethora of moons, Jacques attracts satellites who are content to follow in his wake, whether they are women grasping for a crumb of attention or men looking to feed off his scraps. He is the finest company and the most affable companion you could wish for.

The magnanimous life of the party and always the most interesting man in the room, Jacques will always keep you entertained and laughing. He’s boisterous and gregarious, able to regale you with grand tales of his exploits and keep you hanging on his every word. He will make you feel like the most beautiful woman in the world with his grand overtures and outward declarations of his love for you. He wants to show off his woman at every turn and lavish her with every luxury. He is fiery, innately sensual, and eager to burn off some of his rambunctious physicality in bed.

“Success consists of going from failure to failure without loss of enthusiasm.” - Sagittarius Winston Churchill

Sagittarius is the hunter of the zodiac, so Jacques is naturally the most zealous skirt-chaser and connoisseur of women. Once he finds the right woman, a true gilded trophy to be won, he will prize her above all others and devote his life to her. He prides himself on not only his abilities as a lover, but also in his prowess at seduction. He will quote Chaucer to you until he sweeps you off your feet and right into his bed where he will then win a gold medal in the mattress Olympics with you.

Adventurous and energetic, Jacques loves to be active and moving. That can be in the form of work or play, and he’s happy to channel it with his girl. If you want to go out and look at the stars at midnight, dance in the rain, or skinny dip on a whim, he’s your man! He’s equally at home at an elegant ball as he is around a campfire, and he will never decline a good time nor a way to put a smile on your lips.

Not that these qualities could ever grow tedious or annoy the hell out of you… Who could possibly ever have enough of being woken up at two am by a hard on prodding you insistently in the ass until you give in and open your legs? How could being dragged along on a great adventure with no notice when you really just want to sleep in ever get old? Why would you ever grow tired of seeing his dashing smile making light of your problems when you really just want an empathetic ear? Would you ever tire of hearing him drunkenly speak Latin and misuse every third word? You will learn fast how to pick up the pieces of his destruction, whether the literal broken objects he knocks over as he barrels through life or the hurt feelings and mortal enemies he makes with his off the cuff remarks, as he strides away blissfully unaware.

“Life is short. Break the rules. Forgive quickly. Kiss slowly. Love truly. Laugh uncontrollably. And never regret anything that makes you smile.” -Sagittarius Mark Twain

Mills – Scorpio

“Courage is not having the strength to go on. It is going on when you don’t have the strength.” - Scorpio Theodore Roosevelt

Scorpio is ruled in part by Mars, the God of War, as is Aries. Unlike an Aries, Mills is not rash or impulsive. He’s not reckless, selfish, or an attention-seeker. On the contrary, as a Scorpio, he is selfless, dedicated, and loyal.  Whereas both signs will charge headlong into battle, even against all odds, Aries will do so for the fight and the glory, but Scorpio will fight to death to triumph; to win a cause worth fighting for, and to protect what he values, whether people or ideals. He is resilient and doggedly dedicated. He is a rock who is as steadfast as he is strong.

Fiercely protective of those he loves and unfailingly loyal, Mills will risk life and limb to keep you safe. No challenge is too daunting and no hardship too adverse to discourage him. He is a supremely resolute man who will rise to every challenge and defy every obstacle. He is as fearless and daring as they come, and his courage is unmatched when it comes to protecting his loved ones.

He has few people he truly loves and he gives his trust sparingly. This predilection allows him to go on long and high-risk missions without a thought to those he leaves behind, because there are few people who matter to him. The only person he truly cares about -- the woman he loves -- he keeps by his side. Unlike many men, he rarely desires time apart from her. He is strong as granite but with his woman, he is one of the gentler and more erotic men, due to his capacity for intense emotion. Once committed, his emotions run as powerful and as deep as the ocean. He is sensual, physical, and intensely passionate, in all facets of a relationship. He has a lot of heart, and he will wage war and toil in labor until he collapses from exhaustion. He will never fail to give his best at all times. He will also love you tirelessly again and again and again throughout all the long hours of the night.

“Never throughout history has a man who lived a life of ease left a name worth remembering.” - Scorpio Theodore Roosevelt

He will never give up, even under the most harrowing and hopeless of circumstances, and can always be relied upon to do what needs to be done. As long as his heart beats, he will rise to every challenge, tilt every windmill, and risk life and limb to triumph. He is the man who would march down to the gates of Hell to carry his woman back in his arms. He is a survivor who would die for her. Thankfully, with his steeled resolve and vicious skillset, he can carry the day without that supreme sacrifice.

Mills is exceptionally intuitive and able to read his lover like a book. This is nice at first, but grows frustrating because he is miserly in reciprocating when it comes to showing a hint of vulnerability. He refuses to show weakness and would have you believe there’s not so much as a smudge, let alone a chink in his armor. Another way of protecting you, in his mind. He keeps his emotions hidden beneath his hard scorpion shell, wanting to be the god you revere instead of a man with human frailties. He is a natural leader with a powerful personality. This also means he is dominating and controlling. While it’s usually in fact for the best, it doesn’t make it easier to endure. He’s also extremely possessive of you. For him, this ties into his protectiveness and his loyalty. For you, it makes you want to rebel even when it is senseless to do you. Mills has no desire for a meek or weak-willed woman, so when you clash and push against each other, it can range from spicy fireworks to all-out war.

“We need the iron qualities that go with true manhood. We need the positive virtues of resolution, of courage, of indomitable will, of power to do without shirking the rough work that must always be done.” - Scorpio Theodore Roosevelt

Flip - Leo

“When I’m good, I’m very good. But when I’m bad, I’m better.” - Leo Mae West

Ruled by the Sun, a Leo can just as easily warm you pleasantly as burn you to the ground. His temper runs hot and his simmering presence fills every room he enters. This lion is very much king of his jungle, an animalistic alpha male through and through, and he wants nothing more than to find a queen worthy of his worship and of ruling by his side. 

He’s a genuine romantic, very affectionate, and loves PDA, which can border on exhibitionism. You’re his and he wants everyone to know. His sex drive is through the roof, and sex is his solution for most problems. Bad day? An orgasm or two will make it better. Good day? He’ll celebrate with a roll in the hay. Fighting? Great, because there’s angry sex and then makeup sex. He also loves praise and he aims to please more than most, especially by showing off his prowess in every way.

“Impossible is a word to be found only in the dictionary of fools.” - Leo Napoleon Bonaparte

Exceptionally loyal, Flip loves the feeling of being loved and returning it full force and is looking for a single person to dote on forever. He is also extremely protective and will take a bullet for the woman he loves. If anyone is stupid enough to threaten his girl or his family, that means war.

True to Leo form, he is, of course, quite a jackass. He demands attention and will get sullen and bitchy if he doesn’t get it in adequate quantities. He is sarcastic and flippant, pun intended, which can come off as harsh to people of a more delicate constitution. He has a big ego, assuming he is always right and the most capable man in room. In all fairness, he usually is, which does nothing to keep him humble. 

He also has an aggressive streak and has no qualms about handing out a first-rate ass-kicking when it’s deserved. Being involved with him also means you are going to be a referee to a lot of skirmishes and the intermediary between Flip and other parties who, like kids in a sandbox, would prefer sending you to deal with him when his temper is flared instead of risking a scorching themselves. It is also your job to kiss all his wounds and make them better, whether that is bruised knuckles from punching the teeth in of a man who leered at you too long, or his bruised ego after a rare instance of disappointment.

“A hard man is good to find.” - Leo Mae West

Kylo - Scorpio

“I want you to believe… To believe in things you cannot.” - Scorpio Bram Stoker

Scorpio is ruled by Mars, the God of War, and Pluto, aka Hades the God of the Underworld, and if that doesn’t give you a pretty clear picture of who and what you’re dealing with, I don’t know what else will! Warring darkness, both internally and externally, is ingrained into his being. Dark and brooding enough for an infernal deity, combined with vengeful aggression bound up in a war machine eager to raze worlds to the ground, Kylo is the epitome of war and darkness.

Scorpios are fiercely loyal to those very few who are deserving of their devotion. Kylo wants someone to possess in all ways, mind, body, and soul. Scorpios emotions run stronger and deeper than others, and this is certainly true for Kylo who is ruled by his emotions, coupled by his desire for power. Kylo will follow the woman he loves to the ends of the earth, wage wars for her, and even die for her if need be. No hardship or harm will daunt him and he will push through every barrier and defeat every obstacle to rise from the ashes.

“No one but a woman can help a man when he is in trouble of the heart.” - Scorpio Bram Stoker

Kylo’s love is just as intense and deep as his emotions and as consuming as his temper. He doesn’t do anything in half-measure, and he will always give his best effort with every beat of his heart, whether that is in his quest for power or his quest for the perfect woman. He wants a woman who can rise with him and spur him onto greatness.

What could ever go wrong with a vengeful, aggressive man the size of a refrigerator who also happens to be prone to temper tantrums like Yosemite Sam? His vendettas are yours, and that’s a long list to memorize. If you don’t loathe the right people with adequate vehemence, you’ll find yourself the subject of a searing glare coupled with the silent treatment, which he will never learn can actually be a nice reprieve for you. Although his temper rarely flares at you, there are plenty of epic fights under the belt of your relationship. He is also the absolute worst at apologizing because that is a form of defeat. The best you can hope for is to find an elegant bouquet left on a nightstand, an expensive piece of jewelry, or him wordlessly rubbing his contrition into your shoulders.

“I will not let you go into the unknown alone.” - Scorpio Bram Stoker

Clyde - Taurus

“The earth has music for those who listen.” - Taurus William Shakespeare

Ruled by Venus, the goddess of lust and hedonism (and my personal idol), he can be sensual and indulgent, relaxed and lackadaisical. At every opportunity, he loves to combine these tendencies. If he can spend the entire day in bed with you, leaving only to have a hearty meal or mix you a custom cocktail, there’s nothing he loves more. 

In fact, when he tells you in no uncertain terms what he wants for his birthday, it’s exactly that. Steaks on the grill, a beer in his hand, a good movie playing on the tv in his bedroom. He doesn’t care how much makeup you have or what you wear; a dress, a robe, one of his t-shirts. However, you are strictly prohibited from wearing pants or panties for twenty-four hours so he can enjoy all of his favorite delicacies at his leisure.

“History was not made by those who did nothing.” - Taurus Queen Elizabeth II

Clyde loves providing for you and taking care of you to the point of pampering you. And of course, he loves cooking for you and crafting handmade cocktails for you. His favorite things are weekend BBQ’s, free-range steaks on the grill, and midnight snacks. He loves reading with you in bed or while cuddled up on the couch. He loves taking bubble baths with you and wrapping his arms around you.

Stability and reliability are paramount to Clyde in a woman, and he returns that in spades. He will never let you feel insecure, or doubt him or his feelings for you. Family is the most important thing to him, and as soon as he sees you as his family too, no one will ever be more important to him than you.

Despite his admirable qualities, he can still be a royal pain in your ass at times. He’s moody and pouts entirely too much. If you don’t adequately respond to his episode, he will sull up like a mull sitting down on his ass and refusing to move. Not to mention the weight gain once you started dating him, the Clyde Five. And pretend all you want for Clyde’s benefit, but the demands of his family are at best trying. There are only so many weekends you can enjoy spending in the group of eccentrics that is his family or hosting parties and get-togethers, and only so many evenings you can be content with babysitting for Clyde’s brother.

“Commit the oldest sins in the newest kinds of ways.” Taurus William Shakespeare

Henry - Aquarius

“If you can’t dazzle them with brilliance, baffle them with bullshit.” - Aquarius W. C. Fields

Ruled by Uranus, one of the pillars of the gods, and Saturn who oversaw the harvest, both important dudes. As such, Henry has a bit of a god complex. An air sign, he is electrically charged like a building storm and capable of wreaking as much havoc as the tornado in the Wizard of Oz.

Imaginative and an innovative thinker, Henry will always keep things interesting and exciting. Whether taking you for a ride on his motorcycle or whisking you away on a yacht, he will ensure you’re thrilled and stimulated. In all ways. Henry is wild and independent, the bad boy in a leather jacket who you never really want to tame. It’s more than enough to be swept along in his storm.

“I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.” - Aquarius Galileo

Kinky as hell, Henry will try anything twice even if he didn’t like it the first time. Nothing shocks him or phases him, and with his girl, nothing is off limits. He’s also perfectly happy to have his breakfast, lunch, and dinner in bed...

Before you let him sweep you off your feet entirely, don’t forget his less alluring qualities. A common Aquarius weakness, he has a problem remaining grounded in reality. In fact, he talks to puppets and ghosts. He is loud, explosive, and chronically gauche. 

“I spent half my money on gambling, alcohol, and wild women. The other half I wasted.” Aquarius W. C. Fields.

Pale - Aries

“Two roads diverged in a wood, and I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.” - Aries Robert Frost

A fire sign ruled by Mars, the god of war and barroom brawls! He’s a bad boy you can’t help but be enthralled by. Give him a task to win your affection or catch your eye, and watch him go off to the races. He will scour the city to find you the perfect gourmet chocolates, shove crowds out of the way so you can take the perfect picture, and break his back winning you the biggest teddy bear at the carnival - once you drag him there with the promise of a substantial reward after. 

“Arrogant. Pompous. Vain. Cruel. Verbose. Show-off. I’ve been called all of these. Of course, I am.” - Aries Howard Cosell

LOUD and impossible to ignore (not that you’d want to), Pale commands attention. Other men may draw it naturally or ask for it subtly, but Pale demands it. He’s the life of the party and can keep you laughing for hours. He’s highly driven and competitive, like any good Aries, and he loves a challenge. He will also ensure you have all the luxury you deserve.

It’s not hard to see the negatives about Pale. Things that become painfully clear when he gets home at one am, bitching and moaning at full volume about all the assholes he had to put in check throughout the day. 

“Freedom lies in being bold.” - Aries Robert Frost

Toby - Libra

“I can resist anything, except temptation.” - Libra Oscar Wilde

Also ruled by Venus, the goddess of mirrored ceilings and champagne and oysters. Toby wants the finer things in life, both for himself and his girl. He can be materialistic but, truly, those who say that money can’t buy happiness just don’t know where to shop.

A director by nature and also profession, Toby is an organized perfectionist who wants (demands) things his way. People who are incapable or disorganized themselves are not the sort he will allow into his inner circle. He wants someone just as dignified and driven as he is who will aid in his ascent and ambition as a social climber. 

“Being powerful is like being a Lady. If you have to tell people you are, you aren’t.” - Libra Margaret Thatcher

Toby is also vain and thinks he is the world’s sexiest man. This does not rise to the level of true hubris, however, because he does have a great deal over which to be impressed with himself. So, true to Libra form, his vanity is not misplaced.

However, you still have to deal with his superficial concerns. This can come in the form of reassuring him that no one noticed the piece of lettuce he had in his teeth after lunch, or promising that the stain on his new jacket will come out. He stresses too easily over too little, which is also some of the baggage you have to carry when you hear him screaming into the void or hyperventilating while hiding under the sheets.

“True friends stab you in the front.” - Libra Oscar Wilde

Garupe - Virgo

“If you fell down yesterday, stand up today.” - Virgo H. G. Wells.

Ruled by Mercury, the clever messenger god, Garupe is fluent in a myriad of languages and loves reading and study. He is organized and studious, always wanting to learn and expand his knowledge. Also diligent and hardworking, he will see every task through to completion and he will never let the quality of his performance slacken from fatigue or burn-out.

He has a higher capacity than most to stoically endure hardship and you will never hear him complain. He will always put his loved ones and his causes above himself, and he is the most selfless and altruistic man in the lineup.

“Nothing is so necessary for a man as the company of intelligent women.” - Virgo Leo Tolstoy

Garupe looks to inner beauty more than most, the hallmarks of a beautiful heart matters much more to him than a pretty face. He is reserved and frugal, but he would love to find one woman to adore and worship entirely. 

Unfortunately, he is also a workaholic who becomes entirely too engrossed in work or too consumed by a cause. Your voice gets hoarse from nagging his skinny ass to take some time off and just stop and smell the roses. 

“The path of least resistance is the path of the loser.” Virgo H. G. Wells

Charlie - Cancer

“I’m sorry but I didn’t order a glass of your opinion.” - Cancer Ernest Hemingway

Cancer is ruled by the moon, whose motivates can sometimes be secretive or hidden, and whose emotions can sway with the tide. See also, the man who is most likely to cry while watching Disney movies or lapse into a passive aggressive Eeyore state when you fail to notice and respond accordingly to his dramatic sighs.

“Never go to bed mad. Stay up and fight.” - Cancer Phyllis Diller

Family oriented, a good listener, and one of the cuddlier men you can find, Charlie is a consummate homebody. He loves nights in with his girl, curled up watching the classics. He loves good food and wine and he is a wonderful cook who enjoys using his skills for your benefit. Sensual foods are always a win for him. Homemade fondue or chocolate covered strawberries; chilled oysters on the half-shell with champagne; and creamy pasta Lady & The Tramp style are some of his favorites.

However, like any good Cancer, he’s a professional at manipulating people, mostly to make them agree with him when he bemoans his circumstance. He excels in martyrdom. Everything is poor Charlie, and nothing he did is ever his fault, up to and including cheating on his wife. All because he was faithful through his whoring twenties. Poor Charlie.

“It takes two years to learn to speak and sixty years to learn to keep quiet.” - Cancer Ernest Hemingway

There are absolutely no Capricorns, Geminis, or Pisces in my mind though because I don’t jive with those men 🤣

#my stuff! #my writing #jacques le gris x you #jacques le gris x reader #flip zimmerman x you #flip zimmerman x reader #kylo ren x reader #kylo ren x you #clyde logan x reader #clyde logan x you #valentine #best #fic #commander mills x you #commander mills x reader

[isbus]

Be My Valentine

More Headcanons from the Pizzaplex! This time, for the couples’ day.

Characters: Everyone except for the following: Windup Music Man, Staff Bots, and Vanny (Vanessa).

Gender: Gender Neutral Reader (No pronouns used!)

Genres: Romance, Fluff, Holidays, Thirst

Warnings: None!

How DO they celebrate?

Glamrock Freddy!

Freddy would offer you to go to dinner with him. Since he can’t leave the Pizzaplex, he would cook something up and serve it in his room.

He would give you a bouquet of fake flowers with a smile.

By the bouquet is a note card, hand written with love.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, dear star. I was planning this with a butterfly filled stomach, so to speak. I was wondering if you would be my Valentine? Wether it’s romantic or not is up to you. Still, I would do anything for my shooting star.”

He would offer it with no words, only a red face.

Glamrock Chica!

Chica would ask you to help make pizza with her, for some bonding.

The pepperoni would be shaped like hearts, specially delivered for this occasion.

While waiting for the Pizza to bake, she would tell you special words.

“Sugar, it’s Valentine’s Day, so I wanted to have my own. I would give you all the chocolate and food in the world just for you to say yes. I’m gonna ask so nicely, and offer my heart on a platter for you to dig into. Will you be my Valentine, sugar?”

She would give you chocolates after the pizza is done.

Montgomery Gator!

On Valentine’s Day, he would perform a rock song of romance; dedicating it just for you.

After performing, he would ask you to hang at his room. Soon enough, he would give you a special serenade of his own.

He would ask you and tell you things you wanted to hear.

“Babe, today’s the day. I wanted to tell you this for a while, but today fits the message most. You know how dang hot you are? Makes me feel things. I wanna gobble you up and beg for more. Now darlin’.. let me ask you this. Do you feel how I feel? Do you want to share yourself with the big bad Monty? Cause this gator’s hungry…”

He would ask and say these things while in your lap and searching for answers..

Roxanne Wolf!

Roxanne would ask you to go gaming with her, only playing cooperative games.

If you asked to play a solo or a versus game, she would offer a different game.

Once you got the high score, she would stop and tell you something important.

“Of course we would get the high score! We’re a better team than anyone else could make! Now that the game’s over, let’s play a different game. This one requires two players with a strong connection and it can’t be played on a console. It’s called ‘Let’s fall in love’. Wanna play?”

She would realize how cheesy that was and facepalm, telling you to forget it and ask you out properly.

Sun!

Sun would take you to the daycare’s special room,offering a special seat with a view of the daycare.

He would hand you a Sun plushy and soon a note would fall off of it.

He would reach for it, but you would grab it first.

“Sweet comet, I want our love to be out of this world. I can’t imagine being on a planet without you, so be my Valentine.. please?”

He would get embarrassed as you read it out loud.

Moon!

The Daycare lights would go out and soon Sun would turn to Moon.

Moon would search around the room for a Moon plushy, and hand it to you before pulling you close to him.

He would hold you close before telling you sacred things.

“My world is dark, night would spread all around me. Then you would come to bring light to the endless darkness. Our love will be out of this world, as I know we will be the perfect balance. Be my Valentine, dear comet.”

He would talk so sweetly to you while hugging you.

DJ Music Man!

He would offer to come to the Faz Arcade with him.

Music Man would hold out one of his many hands, and proceed to dance with you.

He would sing a song playing on the radio.

“Electrify my heart~”

He sings along to it.

Map Bot!

They hand you a card.

“Take a Valentine. Free Valentine.”

Thank you for Reading!!!

~IsBus

#five nights at freddy's #fnaf #fnaf sb #fnaf security breach #headcanon list #headcanons #glamrock freddy #glamrock chica #fnaf monty gator #roxanne wolf #map bot #dj music man #fnaf sundrop #fnaf moondrop #daycare attendant #romance #fluff #valentine’s day #holidays #thirst #but only a little

[royalelusts]

Could I have a request for upper demon moons with s/o gender neutral in a date in modern world ?

A/N: Here you go anon! I hope you enjoy these.

Kokushibo

I feel like he really enjoys quiet places

A day at the book store is usually you twos go to date

Just helping each other pick out books

Or finding really funny ones to make fun off

Another date you two go on regularly is to the park with your dog

Just watching you play fetch with her is enough to make Kokushibo laugh to himself

His favorite part about the walks though dont happen until the sun goes down

You two were walking hand in hand through the part

“Hey is something wrong?”

Your question caught him off guard. “Why would you say that love?”

“Well you keep checking your watch like somethings going to happen.”

Knowing you caught him he sighed leading you toward the tunnel of trees

As soon as the clock hit 9 the fairy lights in the tunnel turned on

“Oh so this is why you were in such a hurry.”

Pulling out his phone he put on a slow song and held out his hand

“May I?” “You may.”

And you two danced in the tunnel like you were the only people left on the planet

Doma

Did somebody say shopping?

He will buy you anything and everything

Oh you want that new book that your favorite author just dropped?

We’re picking it up right now

You want those shoes?

On it

Want the new video game that’s really hard to get?

Already in the bag

He absolutely loves to take you to buy clothes the most though

He pushes you out of your comfort zone in a good way

“Come on out darling. Let me see~”

“Doma I don’t know...”

“Nonsense. I bet you look amazing.”

After taking a deep breath you walked out of the changing room

“Look at yoooouuuuuu.” He squealed. “Do a turn for me won’t you.”

Rolling your eyes you complied to his wishes

“Ah you just look amazing. Yep we’re buying it.”

Yeah dates with Douma are a real confidence boost

Akaza

His dates are usually very chill

He’ll walk around town with you all day if he could

Doing whatever you wanted to do

But there is one time of year that is absolutely necessary for a date

And that my friends is fair time

You two wear matching outfits cause you’re that couple

He definitely makes it his mission to go on all the rides

Even the pirate ship

“Babe just one more time.”

You’ve had to pull him away from things more than once

You two were walking around having just got done eating when a certain clown started flying insults at your boyfriend

“Oh look at the big tough guy.” The clown teased

Of course Akaza ignored him cause he’s got self control like that😌

You two were walking away from the clown until he made a comment

“Oh I see you got a nice looking s/o with you. I would love to take them on a date.”

Yeah all self control out the window

Akaza walked straight up to the dunk booth and paid the vendor

“Come on big guy. Lemme take your lovely s/o on a date.”

Akaza smiled at the clown before hitting the target sending the other in the water

When Akaza came back you laughed

“Seems he got under your skin~”

“I can’t stand assholes like him.”

“Haha my hero.” You say giving him a kiss as a reward

Nakime

Dates with her are somewhat difficult

Don’t get her wrong, regardless of what you pick she’ll love it

But you really wish she would have some input sometimes

But that aside, stay home dates are more her style

Cuddling on the couch watching a movie, cooking together, self care nights?

The whole package

Absolutely loves when you play with her hair

Makes her soft

Lo-fi music played in the background as you typed away on your computer

Nakime, who just got out the shower, got behind you resting her head on your shoulder

“Rough day?” All she did was hum a yes

“You know what that means~” You turned around hugging her tightly

“Self care night!” She let out a soft chuckle at your antics

Hantengu

Like Kokushibo, his ideal date would be someplace quiet

But with less people

So he always has weird places to take you

There was this bookstore in this part of town very little people knew about

Or rooftop cafe that served your drinks in the strangest cups

Your favorite thing is when he find small events to take you to

“Sweetheart...I found this new cafe. Would you like to go with me?”

“Of course I will!”

The cafe was a little bigger than the ones you usually went to but not by much

There were plants everywhere, chairs were shaped like teacup mugs, and there were teddy bears of different sizes at each table

“Tengu this is adorable”

“It makes me happy you like it” He gave your hand a soft squeeze before deciding to head to the counter

Gyokko

He’d probably take you to an art museum

Since he himself is an artist he goes there to analyze insult the art pieces

“My art looks way better than whatever this is”

He said that about the Mona Lisa….THE MONA LISA

I actually see him to be a really respected artist in the art world

So he’s constantly being invited to art galleries

Of course he brings you along

Before you two met he went alone and got bored really quickly

None of the art truly caught his eye

But with you there?

He has the absolute time of his life

You two were staring at a painting

“...what is it supposed to be?” You asked tilting your head

“It’s fucking atrocious that’s what it is.”

You laughed at your boyfriend’s comment

The artist having overheard you two didn’t like the comments you were making

He was so fed up he went right up to your boyfriend

“You don’t know the first thing about art. How would you know what looks good?”

Already knowing where this was going you unhooked your arm from your boyfriend

“How would I know? Anyone with eyes can see that this doesn’t deserve to be here. These brush strokes aren’t even going the same way and you have the audacity to yell at me for not knowing anything about art?!”

(please know I know nothing about art so I’m sorry if I offended anyone🥲)

The artist having been embarrassed in front of everyone quickly exited the room

Gyokko wrapped his arm around your waist again smiling

“Ready to go love?”

Kaigaku

Dates with Kaigaku will either be super chill or chaotic

He once took you both to a rage room

It may or may not have ended with either of you crying

Another time he took you to paint pottery

It really depends on how he’s feeling that day

Tonight was going to be a chill night though

You two were laying on a mountain cuddled up on a blanket staring at the stars

“Babe look it’s orion.”

After a few seconds of him not saying anything you raised your brow “Babe?”

You looked over to see him staring at you

“Sorry I was just looking at the prettiest star ever”

You laughed at his horrible pickup line and pecked his forehead

“Thanks babe.”

Gyutaro

(ah the love of my life)

He’s not a guy who would take you to an extravagant restaurant or to walk around in a crowd

Unless that’s really want you want of course

Even then it would take a lot of convincing

You know that he doesn’t see himself that highly

(no baby you’re literally perfect please don’t talk down on yourself🥺)

He would much rather stay at his/your house and vibe

But if you REALLY REALLY want to go out he’ll arrange something

He has a spot he goes to that overlooks the city

It lets him forget his responsibilities for a while

Gyutaro: i’m outside get dressed

You raised your brow at the text but got dressed regardless

Outside he was waiting next to his motorcycle staring at the sky

“Sooo what’re we doing?”

“It’s a surprise. Here.”

He held out one of his hoodies and a helmet

You two drove for about 30 minutes before he stopped on a cliff

“We’re here.”

You walked up to the edge in awe

“Taro it’s….it’s amazing”

He hummed wrapping his arms around you resting his head on your shoulder

Yeah this is all he could ask for

Daki

Did someone say parties?

She 100% sees going to parties together as dates

I mean you get to see her in an amazing outfit

Who wouldn’t want to see that?

Now if this is your scene then there’s nothing to fix

If it’s not you’re going to have to explain that to her

You would probably take her to a flea market

Daki look around the building in utter disgust

“What the fuck? Why are we here?”

“Babe please just trust me.” You gave her a soft smile

Remembering this was supposed to be a 'date' she begrudgingly goes along with it

First you take her to the food section

She’s never seen food like this before so she’s a little hesitant

“...what is that?”

“It’s ox tail. Try it.” Hesitant she ate a piece and omg she absolutely loved it

You walk around some more until you get to the section with the perfume and jewelry

She’s absolutely amazed. They are so many different sizes with different colors.

“I want them all.”

“Babe no-”

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[dameronology]

to all the pilots i've loved before {poe dameron} - 1/4

part one: different sides of the same wall

summary: you're in love with poe dameron. it's both the most complicated and most simple thing in the galaxy - and it's all shoved into a shoe-box under your bed, in the form of a thousand love letters. here's to hoping he never finds them. {series masterlist}

warnings; language

enjoy!! - jazz

(shout out to @profkenobi for helping me with grammar!! <3)

You didn't mean to fall in love with Poe Dameron.

It was a bad habit -- one that you kept promising to break, only to never find the courage. You know when you open a bottle of wine, and promise yourself one glass? Then an hour later, the bottle, let alone the fucking glass, is empty and you're dancing on the table and your cheeks are warm, and even with the worst hangover the next day, you know in your soul that you'd do it all over again? Because for the laughs, and the love, and the feeling you got of meeting your friend's eyes across the room under the dim lights of a late night, the head-aches were worth it.

You know when you open a bottle of wine? And promise yourself one glass? Then an hour later, the glass--let alone the fucking bottle--is empty and you're dancing on the table, and your cheeks are warm, and even with the worst hangover the next day, you know in your soul thaou'd do it all over again? Despite promising yourself you won't? Because for the laughs, and the love, and the feeling you get from meeting your friend's eye across the room under late-night dim lights, the headaches were worth it.

It was locked away under your bed; a pile of letters stuffed in a shoe box and wedged between BB-8's maintenance kit and your go-bag. You'd always been told that a pen was mightier than a sword, but ramming a bladed object through the beating heart of the most important friendship in your life felt, by all intents and purposes, a bit less damaging than any scenario in which Poe read your words.

So, you wrote and you and wrote, but you could never quite right your way out. Every time you scrawled down your feelings and locked them away in that cursed box, it felt like you were ripping off tiny bits of your soul and shoving them under your bed. Bit by bit, day by day, until there was nothing left but a tangle of unrequited love. It was daunting, and yet, you couldn't find it in you to complain.

"What are you so deep in thought about, huh?"

The sound of Poe's voice pulled you back to reality.

He'd dragged you out on yet another late night walk - just you and him trudging through the swampy forests of Ajan Kloss, the thick air suffocating you in a manner not entirely dissimilar to the way your feelings for the pilot did. The hot atmosphere clung to every part of you - hair and skin and head - but every so often, a cool midnight breeze would brush over you. You kept your eyes focused on the moon ahead, glancing between the different stars, and wandering which planets were which. It was the only way to keep you occupied as you wrote the next letter in your head.

Dear Poe, you suck.

"How much I want my bed," You murmured. "You know I have to leave early for a mission tomorrow, right?"

Firstly, because you make it so fucking easy to be in love with you. I wish that you could fuck up, or do something so irretrievably stupid that my feelings for you dry up like a puddle under the Tatooine suns.

"I know," Poe flashed you a smile, flinging his arm over your shoulders. He was in his pyjama bottoms and an old shirt, his iconic jacket slung over the top. "Sue for me wanting to spend quality time with my bestie before they leave-"

"- bestie?" You cut him off with a snort. "What are you? Twelve?"

But secondly, because you drag me out on these kriffing walks at 1 in the morning. And you know I'll never say no, on account for the aforementioned fact that I'm IN LOVE WITH YOU and also because I enjoy your company, you cocky bastard.

"What would you rather I call you?" Poe teased. "My partner-in-crime? My worst half? The reason Leia Organa banned me from going near the Falcon?"

"Screw you, Dameron," you huffed. "That was both our fault."

"You were supposed to be giving me directions!"

"And you were meant to be looking were you going!"

Everytime I hear noise outside my room when it's dark, I secretly hope that it's you. I know I see you everyday, at every meal and at every meeting, but now? It's just us. And when it's just us, it feels like we could be an...us us.

"What time do you head out in the morning?" Poe asked.

"About 7AM," you replied.

"It's only three days," He reasoned. "I'm sure BB-8 won't miss you too much."

You peered up at him, smiling. "Oh yeah, I'll be back so soon that BB-8 won't even notice I'm gone."

"I think he will."

Poe looked beautiful under the moonlight, and it was rather annoying because it did nothing to help your case. He had a thousand curls sticking out from under his hood; his brown eyes were tired from sleep, but the white light of the moon illuminated the tiny gold flecks speckled around his iris. You didn't mean to stare, but every time you did, you spotted something new - like the fact the left side of his mouth turned up slightly more than the right when he smiled, or the tiny little scar just below his nose.

And even though I sometimes think you might like or love me too, I really really really love our friendship. I love the way you try to make me laugh and I love the way you can read me like a book (and sometimes I hate it too) and I love the way you make everything between us so warm and so natural. I can die happy with what I have now.

"C'mon," Poe pulled you closer to his side. "Let's head back to base."

"Yeah, good idea." You murmured.

You walked the rest of the way back in silence. His arm didn't move from your side, and you didn't try to protest. It felt like your natural state, and one you never wanted to change. You always got a little clingy with him before missions, as he did with you before his - when you spent days apart, it was hard...because of what good friends you were.

Anyways, I guess that's it for now. For this letter. Until the next time my undying love for you feels like it will consume whole, not unlike the time we sae Chewbacca eat a porg.

There was no guarantee that you would even work - how complicated were relationships in the Resistance? And what if the pressure of it being a relationship suffocated the flames between you? And, worst of all, what if he just didn't love you back? Maybe you were just a friend to him. A platonic soulmate.

You were so caught up in your thoughts that you hadn't realised you got back to your quarters. They were next door to Poe's - your beds were pressed up against different sides of the same wall, so even when you slept apart, you didn't really. A wall was nothing when, most of the time, it felt like there were literal galaxies between you.

"This is where I leave you," Poe released his grip on you. "I'm gonna miss you, trouble."

"Poe, it's three days," you gently reminded him. "I'll be back before you know it."

"I know. It's just three days longer than I'd like it to be," he bit his lip for a moment, brown eyes seemingly pondering...something. "Promise me you'll bring me back a magnet?"

"I will do my very best to find you a gift shop." You grinned.

Poe pulled you into a tight hug, holding you against his chest and resting a hand on the back of your head. He overwhelmed your senses at the best of times, but when the smell of his aftershave was so close, and his calloused hands felt like the only thing anchoring you to an otherwise dizzy universe, it felt like you could live and breathe for him, and only him. Couldn't think about anyone else, or dream about them, or even talk to them. It was just Poe. Only Poe.

"Fly safe." He gently said, before letting go.

"I always do," you replied. "You're the one who's trouble."

"So why do I call you trouble, trouble?"

"Beats me," you shrugged. "Goodnight, Poe."

tags: @neverlandlibrarian @asphyzzz @dream-alittlebiggerdarling @ubri812 @taina-eny

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[dangerouslyallaboutdraco]

Late night talks

A/n: Post battle of Hogwarts but still 7th year Draco. Mainly fluff with implied sex

"I want to go outside." Draco sighed as he rolled over for the 9th time that night. It had been a few weeks since the couple stopped having the nightmares the war left them with, but now Draco was falling into a pattern of insomnia. He was very resistant to the idea of falling asleep and kept his loving girlfriend up for hours at night.

Not that she minded in the slightest. Seeing him all cozy and relaxed in his pyjamas was all she could think about during the battle, it was the only thing that kept her going.

"Please, Y/n." He begged once more. While she couldn't see his face in the dark bedroom, she could easily imagine his pouting.

"Why not?" The girl in bed next to him agreed as she slipped the covers off her body. Draco pulled the covers off his half of the bed and jumped out. "Can you grab me a sweatshirt?" She asked as she put on some shoes.

The overnight temperature wasn't low in summer, but she wanted to make sure she didn't catch a cold. Y/n had been staying with the Malfoy's since the battle, although Narcissa and Lucius spent a lot of time away doing volunteer work. They were still riddled with guilt which left the younger couple alone most of the summer.

Draco threw her a 'Slytherin Quidditch team' crewneck sweater from his closet. She slipped it on over her pyjama top. Draco was so much bigger than her that it hung until her mid-thigh. He admired how much the green knit suited her, even more than him.

"Let's go then, Dray." She told him, holding out her hand for him to take. He laced his fingers around hers and squeezed. It was something he had been doing since they started dating in 5th year.

They walked to the patio door and finally outside. The full moon made the garden brighter than normal and their shadows danced on the grass. Once they'd walked around for a few minutes, Draco took a seat on the grass. Thankfully it wasn't wet so Y/n sat next to him.

"Do you see that one?" Draco asked as he tried to draw a constellation. He continued when she nodded. "That's Draco." He was beaming with pride for his namesake.

Y/n rested her head on her boyfriend's shoulder. Draco wrapped his arm around her waist, drawing her into his warm body. "It's almost as pretty as you." She told him. It was no secret that he was very good-looking.

He grinned as she ran her hand through his blonde locks. They sat together in silence as they watched the sky.

"Do you ever think you want kids?" Draco finally spoke. Her attention flicked back to his strong jawline and warm eyes. She recognised the blush on his cheeks she hadn't seen in a while.

When she finally spoke it was soft. "Yeah, with you." It was something she was sure of. Something she had been sure of since the first time he told her he loved her.

His face instantly lit up. "There's nothing I want more than a family with you." He agreed.

"Would you want to carry on the family tradition?" She asked him. He thought about it for a moment before nodding. "Got any ideas?"

He thought about that question for a moment as well. "Eltanin is the brightest star in the Draco constellation, I like that."

"It's pretty," Y/n commented.

"I do have more," Draco said. She nuzzled further into his arm, encouraging him to continue. "Scorpius has been my favourite for a long time. It's the name of the Scorpio constellation. Or Leo for a boy." Y/n nodded and urged him to continue. Listening to him talk about their future made her ecstatic. "Estella isn't a constellation but it means 'star.' Phoenix is another constellation that sounds pretty." He listed off a few more before stopping. "I don't want it to all be about my family though, do you have any thoughts?" He asked her.

Y/n smiled at the caring boy before answering. "Ophelia. It's not a star but it's a moon of Uranus." She replied.

"Have you done some research, sweet girl?" He asked, making her blush bright red.

"Yes." She sheepishly admitted. "I've known I've wanted this for a while."

Draco beamed at her confession. "You're so perfect." He told her before leaning down to touch their lips together.

She pulled away before continuing to talk. "Venus is nice, again it's a planet but it's also a God. I like Ascella, it's the brightest star in Saggitarius." Draco started giggling causing Y/n to frown. "What?" She insisted.

"With all these ideas we're going to have to have, like, 7 kids." He explained.

"8." Y/n corrected him.

Draco playfully scoffed at her. "I'm not the one who has to actually have them." He reminded her.

"True, but you are the one who's going to have to be up with them at night." Y/n reminded him, causing both of them to burst into a fit of giggles. "And get me whatever I'm craving, muggle or not." She added.

Draco pretended to think about it before nodding. "Deal." He held out his hand for her to shake.

She shook it before putting her lips back on his. Draco deepened the kiss quickly.

"Wanna get some practice in now?" Y/n asked as she swung her leg over his waist.

Instead of his usual eagerness, Draco shook his head. When she frowned he explained. "I've got to at least ask you to marry me first."

Y/n grinned, widely, only inches from his lips. How someone could be so kind and handsome was beyond her. "I'd say yes if you asked right now." She told him.

"Not going to do it out here when you're trying to seduce me." He teased lovingly.

She scoffed and hopped off his lap, standing up. "Fine, I'm going back to your bedroom, alone." She grinned at him, knowing it would quickly get him excited up.

Y/n was right, Draco got up off the grass and pulled her into him. She wiggled out of his grip and started running back to the manor. Draco let her get a few seconds headstart before running after her.

"I'm going to get you!" He yelled as he reached the patio door, now only a few steps behind her. She just laughed back at him as she ran upstairs while he locked the door.

Once he reached her room she was nowhere to be found. "Y/n, I know you're in here." He sang as he walked around the room.

The bulge in the curtains went unnoticed until she jumped out at him, wrapping her legs around his waist. Effortlessly he spun around the room with her latched onto him.

"Hi." She murmured, only a few centimetres away from his lips.

"Hey, pretty girl," Draco replied. "Ready for that practice now?" He asked her.

As soon as she nodded he let her fall onto the bed before resuming his position on top of her. As he ran a finger through her hair he couldn't help but smile. "You're so beautiful."

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