#and my gf said 'you're welcome in my walls'

[captain-crowfish]

WAIT

I figured out why I've felt like an outcast, broken piece of shit for half of my life.

Cause for some reason I've considered my main allegiance to be a mainly right-wing church organization who has never once made me feel welcome inside its walls.

#yes im talking about mormons actually #goddamn if someone had the balls to take me seriously for once when I said my school teachers treated me like a FUCKING animal #and if someone had told me that I'm not evil just because I felt attracted to very non-conventionally attractive people #but enough of the 'woe is me' #cause FINALLY I've been figuring out the roots of all my self-doubt and negative feelings and gathering the courage to distance myself #and my gf said 'you're welcome in my walls' #I don't deserve her #vent post #personal #vent #crowfish crap #Like bro I'm in college now! I can find my own people!

[resowrites]

Two’s Company - a Walter Marshall oneshot.

Summary: Walter tries to think of a way to to help his girlfriend with the long, lonely nights he spends away from her working…

Pairings: AU!Walter Marshall x Girlfriend!OC

Warnings: angst, fluff, distressed gf, mention of a police case/serial killer, mention of a medical condition, nondescript OC body type/appearance, lightly proofread.

WC: 2159

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Two's Company - a Walter Marshall oneshot:

It had been another long, lonely evening. For the past two months, Walter had been working until late at night, trying to crack a particularly difficult case. Apart from their hurried breakfasts, she'd seen very little of him. Even on the weekends, he was holed up in his office, the back wall looking like a conspiracy theorist's dream. She hadn't complained, she knew better than to put that kind of stress on him. This was just his job and if she struggled to cope with it at times, then that was on her. She was the one who'd agreed to be in a relationship with him. Not that that made it any easier. She started having doubts, wondering if this was what their married life would also be like. Would he even be around to watch his kids grow up or be there to attend birthday parties and recitals? She tried to push those thoughts away, like every other thought she'd been burying lately. As far as he was concerned, she was her usual happy, bouncy self and she was determined to keep up the facade. She didn't need him worrying about her as well as a serial killer currently at large in Michigan.

She pulled the throw around her tighter to try and mimic a hug, she'd felt so touched starved lately. She didn't even want to think about the state of their sex life. But she had to try and be grateful, in every other regard he was a wonderful boyfriend. He respected her and treated her with nothing but love and kindness. How she wished he had a different job though. He'd been injured twice in the last six months and she dreaded the police chief showing up on their doorstep one day, cap in hand. What she needed was a distraction, but everything she'd tried up to that point just hadn't worked. There was no real replacement for the company of the man she loved most. She supposed sooner or later they'd have to talk about it. But what could either of them really do? She sighed, realising he probably wasn't going to be home anytime soon and it would be better if she went to bed. Suddenly her mobile rang, the noise almost making her jump out of her skin. "H-hello? Is that you Walter? What is it, what's wrong?" She could hear him chuckle lightly on the other end.

"Nothing babe! I just wanted to check in, make sure you're okay. I'm surprised you're still awake. Why don't you get to bed, I won't be home for another couple of hours." She bit back her sigh though she didn't know what to say. "Babe? Is everything alright? Look I'm really sorry about this, you know how I hate being away from you. This won't go on much longer, I promise. We're really close to finding the bastard." She’d heard Walter say the same thing before. There was always going to be another case, another criminal that separated him from her and put his safety at risk. When she still hadn't said anything, Walter became worried. "Babe, what's wrong… are you upset with me?" His voice was so concerned she felt tears well up in her eyes. She cleared her throat and adopted her usual sunny tone.

"No, I'm fine… just don't overwork yourself and drive back safe. I'll see you tomorrow morning." She went to hang up, with him only just stopping her in time.

"Wait, I want to hear about your day… what have you been doing? Are you remembering to take your insulin?" She'd been diagnosed with diabetes a couple of months back, which had worried Walter no end. He'd come back a couple of times to find her having a hypo.

"Yes darling, I'm fine. Don't worry about me, just focus on your case." He hesitated for a few moments, not knowing whether to push her any further. He'd caught the look of sadness on her face a couple of times when she thought he wasn't looking. Of course, she'd smile and put on her usual happy act, but he knew deep down she was hurting. She missed him terribly on the long nights he spent away.

"Okay babe, well listen… I need to get back. Get to bed for me okay? Lock all the doors and windows too, I'll get home as soon as I can. Goodnight darling, I love you so much." She gulped back the lump in her throat.

"I love you too sweetheart, take care and I'll see you soon…" She hung up, never feeling more lost and alone than at that moment.

The next day.

She felt exhausted the next morning and struggled to get out of bed. But when she could smell coffee wafting into the bedroom, she assumed Walter was already awake and preparing for his next shift. She couldn't remember him even coming home. She quickly pulled on her dressing gown and headed downstairs. The house felt slightly chilly and she realised she should have put something on her feet. "Morning darling, are you alright? You look a little tired." But her eyes were roving around the kitchen, mentally trying to locate all the stuff she needed to make him a proper breakfast. "Haha don't worry about it love, I just had some toast. Come sit down and I'll get you something, I want to see you take your insulin as well." She felt irritated suddenly and he caught her rolling her eyes as she refilled the kettle. "Hey, what's that look? I'm allowed to be worried you know. Look, I know I haven't been around much lately. I'm going to try and do better. I've put in an application to be transferred to another division, the hours are better and the job's somewhat safer. I didn't want to tell you as it's not a sure thing just yet." She didn't respond, still absentmindedly casting around for tea bags and milk. He was growing concerned. "Did you hear me, love? I thought you'd be happy darling." She spun round to face him, plastering on her usual fake smile.

"No, I am… that's great sweetheart. I'm really pleased, let's hope you get it." She smiled wider before going back to preparing breakfast. She knew fine well his boss would never let him leave his current department, he was far too good a detective.

"Listen, are you alright? You seem a bit down, you know you can tell me anything?" She hesitated for a moment as she stirred their cups of tea, knowing Walter always enjoyed this after guzzling down his coffee. She handed him a cup with another strained grin on her face.

"Don't be silly, I know you're busy and I completely understand. Please don't worry about me, you just focus on your case. Are you making any headway?" He knew she was just trying to change the subject but if she wasn't prepared to talk about it, there was no point in pushing her.

"Yeah, we figure another couple of weeks and we'll have bagged him. You know I was thinking maybe this weekend we can head up to the lake, the cabin looks beautiful surrounded by all the snow. What do you think?" She smiled again, ever the calm, placatory girlfriend.

"That sounds great, anyway you better get going, otherwise you'll get caught in traffic." Walter sunk back half the tea, though how he managed to drink something that hot she'd never know.

"I will, I will… but first I want to see you take your insulin and have something to eat." She exhaled somewhat impatiently, worried he was going to be late for his shift. So she kissed him on the cheek and handed him his lunch.

"I'm a big girl, don't worry about me, now get going or you'll be late." Walter sighed as she guided him towards the front door, anxious about her being left on her own all day. As she worked 9 to 5 from home, she didn't even get to go out much or see anyone. He turned to face her and cupped her face in his hands.

"Listen to me, you can call me anytime for any reason… even if you just miss me okay?" She smiled blankly and kissed him a final time.

"I know, please stop worrying, I'm fine." Walter stared into her eyes, knowing that was far from the case, and on his way to the station he desperately wracked his brain for a solution. If he couldn't be around her more often, he'd need to find some other way of keeping her company. Luckily halfway through his shift, he got an idea. It would take some time to arrange, but he was sure he was on the right track.

A month later.

He sped through the empty roads, it was way past rush hour but at least he was going to be home earlier than usual. The case had rumbled on as they both secretly expected, and he knew his girl was starting to crack under the strain. But when he looked at the gift he'd found for her resting on the back seat, he smiled from ear to ear. He just knew she was going to love it. He turned off his headlights as he pulled into the driveway, wanting to surprise her. He pulled the gift behind his back and snuck up to the front door. When he tiptoed into the living room, he could see her still standing in the kitchen, scraping away yet another uneaten dinner into the bin. She was crying softly and his heart shattered. Is this how she'd been every night? He felt his gift wrigging in his arms and he had no choice but to step into the kitchen. "Hi, love… I'm back early. My boss let me go for the evening. Are you alright? What's wrong?" His booming voice almost made her drop the plate she was so shocked. She hurriedly wiped her tears away, embarrassed that he'd caught her so upset.

"Oh, hi darling… yes I'm fine. Just a little overtired. What have you got there?" She'd seen Walter squirming slightly and wondered what on earth was going on. He then grinned, pulling from behind his back a small, very cute German Shepherd puppy. She was so shocked as he walked towards her holding the bundle of ears and fluff, her mouth just hung open.

"This here, my love, is Kal. It turns out he's a bit too nice to be a police dog, so he's been retrained to detect glucose levels instead. He's going to help keep you safe when I'm not here and give you all the cuddles I can't when I'm away. What do you think?" She had tears in her eyes, not quite knowing what to say. He then carefully placed Kal into her waiting arms and watched as he made a beeline for her face, licking away her tears as his tail wagged fiercely. For the first time in a long while, she laughed.

"He's just about the cutest puppy I've ever seen! Are you sure we can keep him?" Walter placed his arms around them both, rubbing her back as he did so.

"Of course! Well, do you like him?" She laughed again and kissed him before placing even more kisses on Kal's nose. "I take that as a yes, then?" They both laughed and he felt as though a weight had been lifted. He knew she'd always miss him and wish he was around more, but at least Kal would look after her as well as provide some much needed emotional support. "I have some more good news, my transfer's also been approved." She couldn't help but let out a squeal, which caused Kal to tilt his head in confusion.

"Oh, darling that's wonderful! Are you sure, though? I don't want you changing departments just to keep me happy?" Her biggest fear was that Walter would eventually resent her for how much he had to fit his life around her and her needs. But he just shook his head and smiled.

"Nah, I want this just as much as you. I've been in the same role for the last twenty years and I'm getting too old for it. I also want to make the most of our time together. I can't do that if I hardly ever see you, it's not fair to either of us." She looked down at Kal, still unsure that he was making the right decision. But he lifted her chin and placed a gentle kiss on her lips. "Darling, this is the right decision I promise. Unless you're happy with Kal? In which case, I suppose I can just go ahead and move out…" She swatted him on the arm as they laughed again. The sparkle in her eyes had returned and that, to him, was priceless.

A/N: I hope you guys like this new Henry Cavill oneshot, I enjoy creating pieces for characters I don’t often use, so I hope I did ok! Please feel free to send me any more requests for stories/series. I love hearing from you all! Thanks so much for all your continued support and I hope you enjoy the story ~ Reso x

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[mouschiwrites]

Hiii, let me just start off by saying, I LOVE you writing!! Like how can someone be so talented?!?! It eludes me..... But I had this idea: Where reader and Jay got back from patrol and reader starts showing signs of being sick, and Jay's all like "well you're by bf/gf, of course I'm going to take care of you and smother you in affection" and it's just pure fluff!

Thank you! Have a great rest of your day! <3

Omg thank you! Your words set my heart alight, you kind creature!! I’m immeasurably fortunate to have lovely people like you as supporters! <33

Word count: 625

Ninjago - Jay Comes Home to Find You Sick

You always stayed up for Jay. You struggled to fall asleep without him, so you’d set yourself up on the couch and wait, watching the hours tick by, hoping nothing bad had happened to him.

That’s where you found yourself tonight. You were under a heavy blanket, glancing between the clock on the wall, the dark window, and your phone.

The next thing you remember is the sound of your front door opening. Somehow—you weren’t sure when—you’d fallen asleep. That usually doesn’t happen…

You pushed away your confusion, quickly rising to your feet to embrace Jay. He smiled when he saw you, gladly taking you into his arms. You felt the stiffness in his limbs melt around you as you held each other.

“Welcome back,” you said, finding your voice more raspy than it’d been earlier.

Jay pulled away. “Are you feeling okay, Y/n?” He put his hand on your forehead, not waiting for a response. “You feel a little warm. Are you sick?”

You were about to deny it, but you realized that you did indeed feel a little off. Your head was pounding, your throat was scratchy, and you were way too fatigued from simply standing up and walking to greet your boyfriend. Maybe you were sick.

But Jay had already seemed to come to that conclusion. He was insisting that you sit down right away, guiding you back to the couch. He tucked the blanket up under your chin, flattening it over your body with caring hands.

“Well, if you’re sick, then I’ll take care of you.”

“You don’t have to. You’re probably tired after patrol—”

Jay held up his hand. “Ah! No no. As your boyfriend, it is my responsibility and pleasure to care for you.”

You giggled at his formal tone. “Okay, you win.”

He beamed, skipping away to gather supplies.

He came back a few minutes later with bottles of pills stacked in one arm and a thermos of tea in the other.

“I wasn’t sure what your symptoms were, so I just grabbed everything. And I have some tea here, too.”

“Thank you,” you murmured. Frankly, your main symptom right now was sleepiness. You didn’t even open your eyes when he plopped down by your feet.

“Y/n?”

You didn’t respond for several seconds. “Hm.”

Jay sighed, setting the rattling bottles of medicine on the arm of the couch beside the thermos. He was careful not to disturb you as he lifted you into his arms and carried you to bed.

You stirred as he draped the sheets over you. Before he could walk away, you reached out and grabbed his hand. “Don’t leave me.”

“I’m not,” he assured you, planting a kiss on your forehead. “But I’m not going to sleep in my gi.”

You smiled, exhaling sharply in a half-hearted laugh. He came back in his pajamas with a pill and a cup of tea for you.

“At least take this,” he pleaded. “It’ll help the fever.”

You allowed him to help prop you up so you could take the pill. The second you heard the teacup being placed on the nightstand, you used your full weight to drag Jay down into the sheets with you.

You clung tightly to each other in the darkness. You felt Jay’s hands slowly combing through your hair while he hummed.

“Thank you, honey.” Your words slurred. You were almost asleep, but still the pleasing thought of your boyfriend’s presence prevailed in your mind. It put a smile on your lips.

“Anything for you.” You felt a kiss on your head, and then sleep finally claimed you.

“Feel better, my love.” Jay kissed your head again, hoping that some sleep would give you the rest you needed to heal.

Thank you for this request! And thank you for reading! Take care you precious precious souls <33

(divider by saradika)

[the-ultimate-pie-family]

The welcome part 1

Pinkie pie was cooking breakfast since she always woke up early she was cooking a giant breakfast because she sent invitations to some of her of her pie sisters and her gf then party and candy knocked on the castle door pinkie open the door with her magic letting them in party and candy was surprised at how giant the castle was party then got a little cold hooves she wanted to turn back but she must know then she saw pinkie pie her heart dropped fainting all she heard was candy yelling to wake up party hours went by party woke up in a bed ugh... my head party saw a note and a cup of hell tea party slowly sipped the tea reading the note the note said

"Greetings, Miss Party. we hope you ok and when your ready food is almost done and i hope we can be best friends with love pinkie pie"

Party drinked the tea, then walked out and then heard kids fighting more like wrestling. Then she saw a wall get destroyed while two mare were wrestling the mare on top did an elbow drop then pinned her party counted one......two.......three the bell went off party raised the mare hoof in victory the winner is what's your name my dear the mare said day then party said the winner day the siblings cheered for day then midnight gave party a hug miss pie your here? Party explained that their grandma wanted to up and talk, then Pinkie pie called for breakfast. The kids ran downstairs as party got stopped by the mare named day she turned staring at a day, confused something wrong? Day stared at party so what are you like my grandma pinkie twin sister party said no. Then what are you? A clone? Then Princess luna appeared behind day. day food now party was shocked at luna coming here out of nowhere but party bowed in respect luna sighed miss pie please don't do that party stood up saying sorry. Day walked past party going to eat party stood nervously as luna stared at her. There's no need to be nervous. Party, i know what you are. My little brothers have been watching you from the start party started to sweat a-am i gonna die?....... That's not my call, my dear, that's one of my brothers jobs. Party was confused, and how can your brothers be the judgment on life? Then blood walked out of his room morning Big sis blood yawned using his magic to rub his eyes don't party he's blind i am be blind luna but i can still hear you talking shit blood summoned a magic hand wanting to shake party's hoof nice to meet you party pie. party shuck the magic hand nice seeing you the first time mr pie party noticed bloods body was badly damaged and patched together with stitches and staples then blood said do you have manners miss pie because it's rude to stare then luna smacked blood be nice she's new sorry for my little brother attitude his mom need to punish him like she punishes you sister blood luna stop fighting before i come up there and hit you both till party heard candy screaming party ran downstairs seeing the pie kids wrestling with candy then they saw party she felt her heart beat quickly thinking she fuck up running downstairs crap..... they kids jumped at party but got stopped by magic she turned around seeing Pinkie pie using magic kids, it's breakfast time, blood luna. Surprise, Jr., get your asses down here now and bring your daughter Surprise she needs to eat. Thank you, party, my dear distance sister, how are you, my dear is your realm ok? Candy got up, you were crazy fun, then candy felt getting dusted off by magic sit miss candy party sit please kids wash up now pinkie threw the kids upstairs one by one the kids were running back downstairs sitting waiting to eat then a hole in the floor appeared along came a stallion but a halfbreed of a goat and a pony then a tiny mare climbed on top of his head daddy who are those ponies? Surprise, Jr. replied with those grandma Pinkie's distance pie sister and her gf pinkie hugged leysa, kissing her leysa, my cutie pie. Grammy, you're embarrassing in front of the guest party, and candy giggled in silence. Blood luna don't make me come up there. Blood then teleported downstairs near the coffee pot, pouring some coffee. You might have to check on your gf, and then instantly, blood got hit with a cast iron pan dropping him unconscious party, and candy giggled, but day was curiously eyeing party, but party felt day watching her like she knew something terrible then midnight hit day with the same cast iron pan knocking her out cold the kids busted laughing then party looked at midnight as she winked at party giving her signal to calm down daddy day is doing it again.

Then, out of nowhere, blood got up day breaker pie outside now party heard the name day breaker her heart dropped scared she coughed um where's your bathroom? Midnight said upstairs candy. You go too candy, agreed helping party to the bathroom thanks babe that name made me scared what day breaker? Yeah party replied with then they bumped into Pinkie and luna. How's your visit so far besides the day thing. Yeah, my ex sister is terrible sometimes, but cute. So it's true she really is dead in this realm. Pinkie replied with yes, but she has been untimed by blood daughter glass. Party felt a little better, but why was she staring at me? She does that for her dad's protection. Wait, who's after blood? Candy asked, then luna replied with, "Who isn't after him? Party and candy were confused about what luna said, there confused babe pinkie kissed luna cheek. Are you two a couple? Party asked curiously, "You might say that we're a couple, but Pinkie here helped me in my darkest time. How? Candy asked more, curious. We'll it happen when luna had to kill my son, but I'm passed that, but when she came back, I started looking for her myself. When Pinkie found me, she proposed to me, and we secretly got married. My son blood was the one who married us, and we have been together ever since we wanted a kid, but Pinkie started crying. it's Ok love luna hugged pinkie tight pinkie lost her womb from what discord did to her but blood is working on a new womb for my lovely pinkie luna kissed pinkie. Have you guys tried for a kid yet, or did you guys try to adopt? Well, we're waiting is all candy said. Understandable luna kissing Pinkie. It took us a while to talk about our past even though Pinkie is still the same mare I loved when I got banished to the moon. And I don't plan on changing hot stuff. But why did you get banished to the moon, actually? Well, babe, you wanna tell the story Pinkie asked. Sure, the reason I got banished to the moon is because when my little brother killed butchershy, he went on a rampage, killing off half of ponyville that made my dead sister mad in raged before she got there I had to do the ultimate sacrifice I changed to my nightmare moon form and killed blood with a special dagger and sliced open his throat he fell bleeding out when my sister got there amd banished me for a thousand years but when I came back pinkie found me and slapped me for killing blood but well you probably get the rest. We ran away for a thousand years to catch up time in the middle of the thousand years we got married and started planning to make a new family, but we got a hiccup. Will you guys ever leave again? Party asked curiously? Yes, our thousand years isn't over, so whenever our hiccup is fixed, we'll leave again. Where will you guys go? Candy asked. If we tell you it wouldn't be a secret. Oh luna your so spicy. Plus, I hear kids coming, luna tackled Pinkie into a room. Then 20 kids were running fighting for King of the Hill, and the king of the hill was party and candy since they were at the top, then two weapons were dropped in front of party and candy they picked them up defending there ranks they were out numbered 23 to two.

leyas came up first, but day was right behind her. leyas threw fireballs while day went full. kombat day jumped, party striked day down while candy blocked the firefalls then rave came in the picture throwing magic shears candy grabbed day using her as a shield then throws her at rave stabbing her then belle came up tackling party then getting kicked off by candy throw me candy didn't question it and threw party at leyas leyas blocked power punching party in her face breaking her jaw party fought through the pain and power stomped on leyas then throws her at belle while choking candy. It's about time, babe party helped up candy. You ok candy? I'm fine, are you? Sore later, but this is fun. Let's keep going they both slammed their staff, pulsing the kids aside, the only two standing in blood and surprise jr the hill will be ours mortals said surprise jr then candy said over our dead bodies gods blood then said finally two worthy opponents our battle will be legendary party then breathed fire at surprise jr burning then blood teleported in front of party stabbing her with his vampire wings candy tail whipped blood then back kicks him in his back then party kneed blood breaking his nose then surprise jr jumped over blood blasting party to the floor but he looked down seeing the staff stabbing him he smirked falling babe help please party smacked blood with the staff across his skull candy got up dusting herself off awesome party was excited they won but not yet blood blasted party busting her skull open then surprise jr got up body slamming candy to the floor but party and candy got up instantly party is beraly conscious from her busted skull and her stab wounds blood spited teeth out while surprise jr is bleeding out candy swong her staff at surprise jr busting his skull open then blood swing at candy then party out of nowhere blasted blood in the face breaking her hoof but fought threw the pain and launched blood down the hallway then midnight side kicked party to the wall then candy grabbed midnight using her to attack surprise jr while party gets up then B came up giving candy a power elbow cracking her right eye socket then party swong the staff at B knocking her out candy you ok? Candy got up as half of her face was bigger from pain and bursing it was instantly black blood then teleported, giving candy a deadly punch in her chest, making her heart slowly stop, then kick back up then candy kicked blood backward breaking his back then punit blood down the hallway but party was getting ripped apart by the kids till nothing but bones. Party!!!!!!!!....... then party's skeleton got up fighting off the kids. we will be king babe, look out candy blocked surprise jr hell keyblade with her staff then surprise jr spitted in candy eyes blinding her then party started lauching the pie kids at surprise jr slowing him down candy you ok yeah I can't see though candy felt nervous they'll lose till she heard the hooves of surprise jr running for her she stabbed her staff in surprise jr in his left shoulder then gives him a power upper cut knocking his head winning the game

Tags for party pie and candy streamer at @ask-party-pie

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[feral-radfem]

yo its jacketfem ✌️ i am openly a lesbian and i live in an area which is very accepting (i'm lucky). my problem is going to uni campus every day in which EVERY lgb is a tra by default. im sure the actual uni has a 'progressive pride flag' somewhere on the wall. good old fashioned homophobia isnt a problem i see for myself but if someone perceives me as a terf i fear for my life. but like you guys have said 💜💚 is subtle enough and i have an escape excuse if threatened. but fellow radfems on campus 👀 (what id give for an academic radfem butch gf lol)

Welcome back Jacketfem! I'm glad you're in an area you feel safe then and can be openly yourself. Even if you're surrounded by tra lol, I'm glad you have a good environment.

I would maybe take the last anon suggestion then. Or you could even replace the "homosexuality" with "gay love" or "lesbian love" is beautiful and natural to give you some more plausible deniability. Though they would really have to show their ass to come up to you and start beef about the word homosexuality. I would definitely avoid the phrase same-sex though. Actually with how they target lesbians I would maybe use gay love. Unfortunate, but that would probably give you the widest bit of buffer room for retaliation.

It is subtle enough and you can really lean into that vintage thing especially if you put the other original gay flag on your jacket somewhere. Vintage is all the rage right now so I really don't think anyone would give you any beef. Maybe throw some Keith Haring little men on it somewhere to really seal the vintage angle and you're golden.

I hope some rad women on your campus notice. Manifesting that you get an academic Butch girlfriend who loves your denim jacket, hon. You deserve it!

#lily responds #jacketfem

[cqsuanla]

I need more mediocre gfs please!! Maybe like Reader getting hurt in an attack like I’m curious how she would act

sure but i didnt rly do that bc nothing serious ever happens in the mediocre gfs verse<3 welcome to the circus babies<3

edit: thanks to @seera-li for the clint bit

Your relationship isn't public in the sense that neither of you thinks it's particularly wise to advertise to Nat's long, long list of enemies that she fostered any sort of positive emotion towards any specific member of the general public. It isn't particularly wise to advertise that Nat experiences any emotions, really, since unpredictability is the name of the game. But it's okay if people know she, perhaps, might like her coworkers because her coworkers could kill someone accidentally by, like, breathing too hard or something. You, on the other hand, are entirely normal. Maybe not well-adjusted, mentally at least, but you're not an alien with super-strength, nor are you a mutated superhero borne from unethical scientific experimentation. Just normal human you.

Her friends and family know, obviously, since Nat is as unrepentant and shameless as they come. She likes to flex the fact that she's not emotionally stunted enough to not be able to bag a girl, basically. You're glad, at least, that you don't have to stop yourself from throwing yourself at Nat during house parties.

Nat also likes to lounge on an armchair with you perched on her lap, looking like the cat that got the cream; she said, one time, that it makes her feel like she has a huge cock. You had rolled your eyes at that, arms looped around her neck, and assured her that her cock was, indeed, quite large. She had smirked and kissed your neck and said in that insufferable tone: "I know." And Clint, who had been sitting on a nearby couch, had made a noise of revulsion and reached up to pop the battery out of his hearing aid so he didn't have to put up with Nat and you being so annoying. The two of you were a joy, to say the least, at Avengers dinner parties.

So, it comes as a surprise to both you and Nat--and your superhero friends when they hear about it afterwards--when you're shoved into a crummy alley by gunpoint because no one is supposed to know about your relationship to her outside of your inner circles. It's also a surprise because, you know, there's a gun pointed at you by a really menacing looking dude.

You're supposed to be safe. Everyone made sure to keep your relationship under wraps. How did they find you?

He's shouting at you, but you're too panicked, fumbling with your bag and backing into the wall, to really process what he's saying. Nat, who had been on a call with you, is also yelling at you in alarm through the AirPods Pro she had gotten you as a gift. You don't know what the fuck is happening. Maybe you shouldn't walk around the city with the noise-cancelling function on.

Suddenly, she goes quiet, and you glance at your phone, seeing the call has been dropped, and so too, then, does your stomach. A heavy feeling of dread sinks into you, and you find yourself shaking.

The barrel of the gun waves closer to your face, and you let out an undignified squeak, and then the man is wrenching your phone away with a curse when he realizes you had been on a call. Now, you are paying lots of attention to the man with the gun.

He is a mugger. You are being mugged.

"Oh, thank god," you let out in a rush, basically hurling your AirPods case at him. "Here. I-I'll get my wallet, too. It's- It's in my bag."

He is taken aback by your change in attitude, clutching the case like his life depends on it. "What- Hey, lady. What the fuck?"

You nod rapidly. "Yeah. Yeah, don't worry about me. Well, you can. I mean, don't shoot me. I have to get my wallet, okay?"

"...Okay?" The gun lowers. Dark eyes blink at you through his ski mask in utter bewilderment. "I mean-" He draws the gun back up with a scowl. "Just give me the bag."

You frown now, too. You had bought Nat a sandwich. It's in there. "But..."

"Give me the fucking bag!"

"Right! Yeah! Jesus, okay," you yell out, shoving the bag towards him and flinching away when the gun once again comes too close to comfort. "I just want you to know that my girlfriend's going to be so mad at you."

He ignores you. Why would he reply, after all? He's a mugger. You're his victim blathering on about your girlfriend. Your totally regular girlfriend.

Your girlfriend, whom you have yet to spot swinging off the roof and onto the fire escape above. Until, that is, her boots hit it with a loud clang, and both of you jerk up to look.

Then, it's over for him because Nat comes down swinging with a furious look on her face, utterly silent aside from her grunts when she lands on him and throws him upside down into the dumpster. A gunshot rings out, hitting the wall far enough away from you that you don't immediately piss yourself, but it's still a gunshot, so you still jump away with a screech.

You fall into the wall, dropping your bag, and scramble on your ass towards the main street. By the time you've gotten your bearings, Nat's straddled the mugger, gun kicked far into the alley and is midway through her third punch into the guy's face.

"Nat," you gasp out, pulse racing, throbbing, really, in your temple, "Nat!"

Your cries fall on deaf ears. She's still giving this guy hell, questioning him in a tone so cold you're glad you never have to face her for real. She seems to be under the impression that he's a neo-Nazi terrorist or something.

Quickly, you crawl over, scuffing your knees on the sidewalk, and place a hand on her back. She stills, still glowering down at the crumpled mugger beneath her. But then you put your other hand on her back, and you slide them onto her shoulders, and you cling on with a shuddering sigh.

She feels safe. She feels warm and solid and real. It hadn't felt real these past few minutes, you realize belatedly, and you cling on tighter. Suddenly, there are tears in your eyes. You feel a bit stupid for them since this is something that happens every day in the city, and Nat's faced worse, and here you are, about to sob your eyes out.

In relief, though. Relief. Sweet relief in the arms of your equally shaken up girlfriend.

She plants a hand on the guy's head, forcing his nose into the cement, and slips her free arm around your hiccupping shoulders.

"It's okay," she murmurs into your hair, a strangled note to her voice. "I'm here. It's okay."

"He-He was just mugging me," you manage, stilted, and so very much in love with Nat. Acutely aware of your love for her when you feel her relax and then stiffen up and then relax again once she's registered what you said. You keep blubbering on: "You crossed four blocks in as many minutes because I was getting mugged."

"Well." She sniffs, pressing him harder into the ground and disregarding his pained moan. "Yes."

"I love you," you say around a ragged breath. Your tears are subsiding.

Nat stiffly pats your back and glances down at him. "Yes."

"You should probably call off whatever national security agency you contacted," you say after a moment.

Both of you pay the mugger's squawk no mind. Nat just nods and says, again, "Yes." She releases you to pull her phone out of her pocket, face entirely unreadable, as she does as told. "You should also apologize to Carol."

"Me?" You make a face. Shuffle closer on your knees. "Why?"

"She, uh," Nat starts, then stops with a grimace. Rolls her eyes. "There's a war happening. Like, a few galaxies away."

"Galaxies," you repeat.

"Yeah. She's probably halfway here already."

"Galaxies."

"Yeah, baby," she says into her phone as she taps away. "She says that she's glad that you're all right, but you owe her a round of drinks."

You yank her arms closer to you--or, rather, she lets you pull her phone to your face. "She says you owe her drinks."

"We owe her drinks; that's what I said," Nat says. Finally, you see the wobble of her lips. Up and down, and up again. "You... You're okay?"

You smile softly, wiping the dampness from your cheeks. "Yeah. What about you, honey?"

Nat just nods. Then, she looks down at the guy under her and gets up with an out of place grace. He instantly tries to get up and run, but Nat just steps on his back, and he goes down again.

You pry your AirPods case out of his grip and get to your feet to pick up your bag. You put your stuff back in and shuffle back to Nat, who's palming her forehead and staring at the sky.

You curl your fingers around her tense forearm, rubbing a thumb into her skin until she turns to look at you.

"I love you," you repeat.

Nat lets her lips slant upward, and she cups your cheek. "Me too. About you."

You lean into her, nosing at her shoulder with a sigh. "How did you even get here?"

Nat lets out a breathy laugh. "Breaking and entering, and parkour on top of rooftops."

"Thank you," you say after a beat.

She shakes her head, hand pressing harder into your face. "Don't thank me."

"This is, like, cute and romantic, but I think you broke my ribs and my nose," says the mugger who has since dragged himself up to sprawl against the dumpster.

"Shut up," Nat snaps. "You should be glad I didn't break more."

He huffs and crosses his arms.

You wrap your arms around Nat's waist, smiling widely into her jacket. Nat can tell, of course, because she always knows. She tangles her hands in your hair, cradling you close to her chest, as fond of you as you are of her.

"Oh," you remember suddenly, "I got you a sandwich."

The cops find the three of you like this: Nat munching on a club sandwich with you draped over her side and the mugger looking awfully put out opposite you guys.

That night, and in the days following, Nat refuses to let you leave her sight. Very awkward to wash your hands in front of the bathroom line that had all seen a stoic Nat barge her way into your stall. You wouldn't change a single thing about it.

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[djarrex]

Goth Gf Anon🤙

Alright, alright, alright. Since that Tech piece was fucking phenomenal a d you said you don't get any thots of your faves, I'll lend one of my Fives thots.

So, it's the end of the war, Chancellor Palpatine had been exposed for his plot against the Jedi and executed for treason. The Republic and Seperatists made peace treaties upon realizing they were played on both sides. The war is over, Fives is a war hero, a statue in front of the Jedi Temple in his honor. But he could care less when you're smiling at him, tears in your eyes with the proudest glow on your face.

The Clone production on Kamino is halted, leaving the troopers, cadets and infants in a limbo. The Senate passes a bill allowing the Clones unalienable rights, passing adoption bills allowing civilians to adopt baby clones as their own. The Jedi also demand each and every clone has their chips removed. Scientists are working on a serum to slow their aging process down back to normal.

Fives rejoiced in victory, finally happy that the war was over and his brothers were treated as humans. But you.

He was over the fucking moons that he could be with you, not a war, battles or campaigns to keep you apart.

He marries you within the week of the marriage bill being passed.

You move to Naboo, Anakin had left the Jedi Order and started a home with Padmé and his twins, they visit you often, dropping off Luke and Leia when they're off on Senate business or off doing young couple things.

Fives loves seeing you with the twins, there's just something so domestic about it. When he sees you take care of them, make them giggle, feed them. And when the Skywalkers come back and praise you for taking such good care of their babies... it stirs something primal in his gut.

You two are intimate one night-- like many after you married. He's crawling up on his peak, he's right there, his brain switches off, spit firing shit as his thrusts start to stutter like the words rolling from his tongue, thick as honey.

"Y-you-- you looked so good with those-- shit!-- those fuckin' kids!"

"Wanna make you! Fuck, baby-- I'm g-gonna m-make you a fucking mother-- oh shit!"

"Gonna fuck a baby into you, sweetheart!"

And you're thinking: "What a pleasant turn of events."

Then you just start fucking feeding him.

"Yes, yes, yes, Fives! Anything you want! We'll fucking grow old together!"

You moan, "Put a fucking baby in me, cum deep."

And he can't hold it anymore, an inhuman sound ripped out of his chest and tearing through his throat as he slams into you one more time, his spend shooting deep. 11/10 best orgasm he's had.

Afterwards, you both talk it out. You've always thought about starting a family with him, thinking about how good of a father he would be considering the way he always looked out for his brothers. Fives explains himself a little more clearer after the fact, and you decide you'll go to the med center to get your contraceptive implant removed the next time it has to be replaced. You've decided you wanted to start a family with him.

Apologies if this was lackluster, I don't usually write smut lines lol.

Ciao ;)

!!!HOLY OMTHER OF GOD

I...I- don't even know how to respond to this. it’s late I KNOW but I’ve been trying to come up with a worthy reply. 

whyyyyy did I start fucking tearing up when going through each word in the first half WHY this is so beautiful and Fives deserves so much more and I love him. this is perfect, you are perfect. when he starts blurting out his desires "Wanna make you! Fuck, baby-- I'm g-gonna m-make you a fucking mother-- oh shit!" I- uh- yeah. that sent me. "What a pleasant turn of events" LMAO. ME. please write this as a fic. lackluster? mmmm no not even close. I love this

But seriously, how do I even add anymore to this already perfect droplet of heaven you so graciously placed in my inbox. tbh though, my gutter brain immediately wants to analyze how that night goes:

(18+ only!!! fluff, breeding kink, unprotected piv) 

***

you were blissfully unaware of the way Fives gawked at you earlier today - how he watched you with so much love and adoration in his eyes as you giggled with Luke and cradled Leia to sleep

It didn’t feel appropriate, but he couldn’t help but get hard at the vision playing out in front of him - wholesome domesticity, soft giggles, and hushed coos filled his very own living room and he just needed to step away to take care of his painfully hard and aching erection      

Fives can't help it - up until recently he was sure on having a dark fate, one that either involved being killed on the front, or worse: never being able to truly make you his because of his sole duty to fight for the Republic just would not allow such a peaceful and perfect life - it would hurt you more than he would care to live through

He didn’t realize just how badly he wanted the twins to be his - living, breathing, beautiful humans that you and him had created out of love, and, well, good fucking sex

So Fives came back from the bathroom after tugging himself raw - trying to alleviate that wanting ache that’d been sitting heavy deep in his bones and showing its face in the form of starving arousal - and the Skywalker’s had returned from Coruscant to pick up their babies

Fives hadn’t turned the corner yet - the soft voices coming from the three of you, keeping quiet while the twins were finally asleep, stopped him in his tracks. He heard the way Padmé praised you and thanked you over and over for always watching the kids, and Anakin cooing in the sweetest voice Fives had ever heard his former General speak in right at his own sleeping babies.

Your own voice was extremely soft and kind, careful as to not wake the twins up in the hand-over. Fives’ heart - and cock - were aching.

That's what Fives is thinking of as he’s pounding you into the next system - watching with hungry eyes at how your pussy so beautifully swallows his cock, yet he can't help but be slightly distracted when all these thoughts about filling you full with his seed are stemming from how motherly and breathtaking you looked when interacting with the Skywalker twins - how you always look when you’re watching them

You’re both so close to finishing - Fives groans at the way your walls squeeze unforgivingly around him as you approach your climax - a sight that is most devine to him. He’s right there as well - the relentless clenching of your cunt sure as hell pushes him right there to where he’s about to-

“Y-you looked so good with the - mmph - the twins" he doesn’t even realize he’d just voiced his thoughts aloud - albeit, in the form of a growl - until he sees how your eyes widen after struggling to come down from your first high 

He’s no where near embarrassed - perhaps it was finally fucking time to let you know just how painfully hard you make him when you’re all motherly and in caretaker mode 

The way your features morph from being caught in surprise to desperation and hunger completely takes the filter off of him - and he begins voicing his plans for the two of you in the heat of the moment

“Wanna - aghh- fuck a b-aby into this sweet p-pussy” his teeth are clenched tightly together as he continuously hits that exquisite spot so deep within your heat and your head is positively spinning at his shameless confessions - fuck, you want him to make good on his word. 

“Fuck... you’re nearly ch-oking my cock, pretty thing,” he grits out between heavy pants. “You want me to, hm? Wanna let me - mmphh -  fill you so f-fucking deep that you swell with my child?”

Your body is on fucking fire - you’ve never heard Fives speak of this before, and boy oh boy it is 100% welcome right about now. Yes, yes you want that so, so bad but you never thought to bring it up before because everything was still new with how the galaxy has changed for the better... but right now - you’re going to fucking feed him so he can have the best orgasm he’s ever had

“Yes, love, please,” you’re whimpering those three words like a prayer over and over between loud, uncontrollable moans - completely taken by him and the way he looks so gorgeous in this determined and concentrative state. “Shit, fill me up with our child,” you punctuate your mewling request with the repetition of his name - you’re hitting your climax again but this one is about to utterly wreck you like never before. “Right now.”

Fives’ eyes clamp shut and the sweat on his brow is beginning to drop from his forehead to your bare chest with how he is hovered over you - your soft but commanding words has the most gargled and loud groan erupt from deep within his chest as he stills his hips

You can feel the way his cock pulsates so far inside of you - liquid warmth spitting from the head and no doubt seeping into your cervix

You’re both completely out of breath and totally fucked-out - you think that’s the most Fives has ever cum, and you’re just staring up at him with the sweetest smile you can muster in your exhausted state

“We can talk about it more later, but...” Fives rubs at his neck after hauling himself off of you - pulling you close to his chest and wrapping his arms tightly around your torso. 

“No need,” you say softly - your hands wrapping around his forearms. “I’ll have them remove the implant on my next visit.”

Your words of promise has Fives uncontrollably getting hard again

***

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[yurtletheturtlehenderson]

Unbelievable || Dustin H. x Fem!Reader

Requested: @im-eating-rn Hi!hello!May I request? A little Dustin x reader where nobody of Dustin's friends believe that he got a girlfriend who goes to a different school but he actually does? they always meet in the arcade? And then maybe Dustin finally set up a meet up with his friends and his little gf at a party? And everybody is start asking since when and how? And Dustin's mother (bless her sweet soul I love her) is just like "oh yeah they are together since idk... hi y/n sweetheart!" I just love them.

A//N: this prompt is absolutely freaking adorable and I love it but I apologize in advance if any of the interactions between reader and Dustin seem forced. I'm so used to writing the reader as Dustin's sibling so this was tricky to write😂

"Come on, Dustin! I bet they're just teasing you. They're your friends, I'm sure they believe you," You rubbed your boyfriend's back soothingly, trying to comfort him.

"You'd think so," he sighed, putting his head in his hands. "But I know those assholes and I can tell when they're teasing and this is not it."

You continued tracing circles in his back, falling silent but still offering your support.

He took his head out of his hands and smiled, looking at you.

"Then again, I can't say I blame them."

"What do you mean, hun?" You asked, brow furrowed.

"You are pretty unbelievable"

You blushed furiously and you felt your chest grow warm.

"Oh, Dustin." You smiled brightly and leaned in giving him a tender kiss.

The two of you pulled away, and you intertwined your fingers with his and rested your head on his shoulder.

"So why don't we set something up?" You said simply. "A little get together at your house. You can invite your friends over. And I can swing by and meet them. Besides some homework I gotta get done, I'm free Friday. What do you say?"

He looked at you adoringly, as usual, and smiled.

"That sounds perfect. Have I ever told you how awesome you are?"

Your face scrunched up in a playful manner, you peered up at him. "Not today, you haven't."

Your head moved with his shoulders as he chuckled. "You are unbelievably awesome."

You could hear the smirk in his voice, and you smiled as your eyes focused on a random spot on the wall.

"I can't wait for you to meet them" he said contently. "And for you to wipe those smug smiles off their faces."

You giggled picturing the sight. You couldn't wait either.

+++

"No offence Dustin, but do you want to head to the arcade or something?" Will asked timidly. "There's not exactly a lot to do here,"

Dustin, whose eyes kept flickering to the door, something his friends picked up on, brushed off the comment.

"Uh yeah, maybe later though" his voice sounded distant, he was distracted.

"Dude, what is up with you?" Lucas asked.

"Oh, it's nothing," Dustin mumbled.

He shook his head briefly, taking his eyes off the front door and stood up. "I'm gonna get something to drink, does anyone want anything? I've got cola,"

"I'm good," Mike shrugged.

"Same here," Lucas said.

"I'll have a cola," Will said.

Dustin nodded and retreated to the kitchen, leaving the three boys who looked at one another.

"Something's not right, man." Lucas whispered.

"Yeah something's definitely up," Will said.

The boys fell silent when they heard footsteps approaching and sure enough Dustin emerged holding two cans of cola. He handed the can to Will who mumbled a thanks.

Dustin made his way to the couch and just before he could sit, the doorbell rang. He jumped up quickly and scrambled to the door, his friends sharing weary looks.

"I think you guys will find my guest very interesting." He said smugly, over his shoulder.

He grasped the doorknob and swung the door open, Dustin spoke confidently. "Hello, my lo-"

In front of him stood a very confused mailman holding a package.

Lucas and Mike stifled their laughter and Will was having difficulties keeping the amused grin off his face. He hid behind his drink and took a sip.

"Um, package for Mrs. Henderson?"

"Great, thanks, okay bye." Dustin took the package swiftly and reached for the door to close it but the man spoke up.

"Sir, you have to sign for it."

Letting out a weak chuckle, Dustin quickly grabbed the clipboard and scribbled his signature with the attached pen on a chain, and shoved the clipboard back into the man's hands and hurriedly shut the door.

Sighing, he leaned against the door, thankful that the exchange was over with. But when he saw the peculiar look on his friends faces he knew what was coming.

"Just save it alright?" He grumbled.

He trudged back to the couch and landed on the cushions and let himself sink into the pillows.

"You were saying?" Lucas quipped, quirking an eyebrow and smirking.

"Shut it, Sinclair."

Lucas chuckled and Mike got up and took a seat next Dustin on the couch.

"You wanna tell us what all that was all about?" He asked, a hint of amusement in his voice.

Before he could answer, a brief series of rhythmic and gentle knocks came from the front door.

Dustin, who recognized your pattern of knocks - something he picked up on somewhere along the way - and he knew this was Y/n.

Plastering on a smug smile, he looked to Mike.

"Why don't you find out yourself?"

Mike frowned, and looked over his shoulder to the door, briefly making eye contact with Will and Lucas before looking back to Dustin.

"Please, be my guest." He urged.

Dustin gestured to the front door and Mike stood, making his way over to answer it.

Mike had no idea what to expect, but when he opened the door he was still surprised to see a girl their age, standing on the front porch. You looked as if you were just as confused to see Mike as he was to see you.

You recognized him almost immediately from the pictures you had seen. It was just odd having someone else answer the door that wasn't Dustin.

He always answered the door when he was expecting you. Even the times where you could hear Mrs. Henderson call out to you that she would get it, it would usually be followed by a muffled thud and a slew of curses as Dustin scrambled to get there first.

You smiled politely. You recognized Mike from the pictures around Dustin's house and you figured they had been giving him crap or something and that's why Mike answered the door.

"Hi, you're Mike right? I'm Y/n," you stuck our your hand out for him to shake and in his confused daze he shook your hand as if he was on autopilot. "Where's Dustin?"

"Over here, Y/n/n." Dustin called wistfully.

You smiled, and rather than wait for Mike to let you in - it didn't look like the thought ever occurred to him - you stepped passed him, knowing you were invited anyway.

You stepped into the front room and you noted the delayed sound of Mike closing the door behind you and he wandered past you and back to his seat.

You looked at each of the boys, Will and Lucas gaping at you as well.

"Hi there," You met Will's eye and smiled. "You must be Will and that would make you Lucas?"

They each nodded respectively and Dustin got up, joining your side. He gently put his arm around you, a gesture you welcomed.

"Gentlemen, this is Y/n," He wore a beaming smile, looking at you fondly before looking back to his friends. "My girlfriend"

"Wait, seriously?" Lucas asked, dumbfounded.

Your smile grew brighter, albeit a bit smug, and you nodded proudly. "It's true. We've been together for some time now."

"So," Will spoke up. "You're the Y/n?"

"The one and only. And it's my understanding that you guys have been a bit "skeptical", you made air quotes as you said this, but out of politeness you kept them hidden at your sides. "about me and Dustin?"

Lucas opened his mouth to speak but the words seemed to have died on his tongue.

The guys did believe you existed of course. You and Dustin had met at the arcade, fighting over who got to play dig dug first. You had both gotten to the machine at the same time, but fought over it.

Dustin didn't argue that much, and gave the machine up to you. Not that he thought you couldn't win on your own or anything, but because he was more than fine waiting his turn for it if it meant having a reason to spend more time with you. A fact he had kept to himself. You two ended up taking turns on the game, each of you trying to beat each other's scores. Dustin had caught his friends up the next day at school, inadvertently gushing about the awesome girl he met at the arcade the previous day.

This adoration for you continued for weeks, the guys quickly lost interest and got fairly annoyed. He would find a way to bring you up in any conversation. "Y/n said the funniest thing today," and "I wish Y/n was here, she'd know just what to do," or "It's funny you say that, Y/n was just telling me about..." Eventually, one of them snapped one day, making some comment about he needed to get over her and Dustin retorted that as a matter of fact, he asked you out for a lunch date and you said yes.

A mixture of bad timing and irritation from the guys' side is what caused their disbelief. That and how highly he spoke of you. Surely no one was that perfect.

Any time he mentioned you from then on, something you did or said, anything involving you his girlfriend, they just assumed he didn't want to be caught in an embarrassing lie and kept up the act. For the sake of his dignity.

Yet they still couldn't quite shake the doubt that had taken root in their minds. Small parts in the back of their brian fed them alternate scenarios, any suggestion that could possible make sense all because if they admitted they were wrong they knew they had been bad friends.

Maybe you were just doing Dustin a favor by coming here and saying these things. Hell, maybe you found out he liked you and you didn't recproacte the feeling and as an act of pity, you agreed to lying for him just to shut them up. It was a definite stretch, but it was possible right?

No matter the doubt, however crazy the scenario, it didn't do anything to help the guilt that settled heavily on their concious. But in the whirlwind of it all, their attention was pulled to the front door for the third time that day to see Mrs. Henderson walk through the door, coat on, groceries and her keys in her hands.

She smiled brightly and greeted the boys, who politely greeted her back and when she saw you her lips stretched into a big grin.

"Y/n, honey! What a lovely surprise!" She set down the grocery bag and walked over to you.

She enveloped you with her signature mama bear hug and you gladly accepted the familiar embrace.

Pulling back, she inspected you, plucking a few cat hairs from your shoulder that had attached themselves to you during her hug. You were not fazed by this, you had gotten quite familiar with her motherly behavior. She went nuts for you when you met her and everytime you were around she doted on you more than she did Dustin if at at possible.

"Oh, how have you been sweetheart?"

You smiled warmly. "I'm great thank you. How are you?"

She gushed. "Oh I'm just fine, thank you sweetie. So tell me, what are you kids up to? Dusty, have you offered your friends a drink yet?"

"Yes mom," he said, a hint of impatience in his tone. "I was just introducing them to Y/n,"

Dustin made firm eye contact with each of his friends, reveling in the fact that they were finally listening.

"In fact, we were just clearing up some questions they had." He smiled smugly at his friends and they struggled maintaining eye contact.

"Oh, I remember when Dusty here was so excited when he first told me you guys had finally planned a first date. Gosh, he could not stop talking about you honey," Her loving gaze shifted from you to the other boys. "He was so nervous too."

"Mom!"

"It was so adorable," She giggled. "Hard to believe it's been almost a whole year now, isn't it?"

When they heard this from Mrs. Henderson, that was the final confirmation. Lucas, Mike and Will all felt immediately crushed by guilt and sent their friend many apologetic looks and apologized profusely the rest of the night.

In fact, it took them a very long time before they finally stopped apologizing. Even a scattered one here and there months after it happened.

Of course, that may or may not have had something to do with the fact that you never let them forget it.

#requested #dustin x reader #dustin henderson x reader #dustin henderson imagine #dustin henderson x fem!reader #dustin henderson #will byers #lucas sinclair #mike wheeler #stranger things x reader #stranger things imagine #imagine #reader insert #self insert

[punkscowardschampions]

Janis & Jimmy

Janis: you're such a twat Janis: 👊🖕😡 Jimmy: bit rude Janis: what's rude is I'm stuck in biology Jimmy: tell 'em there's nowt they can teach you Jimmy: I've already done it, like Janis: gross Janis: but detention would probably beat this Janis: none of the skeleton army would be in there, at least, even if it's one of the less annoying ones Jimmy: 👍 Jimmy: not like getting sent out is any sort of challenge Jimmy: or owt you need me for Jimmy: but I'm here without my muse 💔🎻💔 Janis: school trips are forced fun Janis: but I ain't feeling sorry for you Jimmy: come on Jimmy: gimme a bit Janis: get me something from the gift shop and I'll consider it Janis: #peakromance that Jimmy: duh Jimmy: saved my tips for days Janis: 😍😍😍 Janis: buzzin', love keyrings, me Jimmy: funny that 'cause I've never seen you use a key to get in anywhere Janis: exactly, like serial killer trophies for all the houses I've violated Janis: 😈 Jimmy: 😍😍😍 Janis: Seriously though Janis: how wank is it Jimmy: what's the scale? Janis: Hmm, good question, boy Janis: assuming we're talking about quality, let's say best case is that weird thing you did that one time that felt so good you're scared to do it again and become a fulltimedeviantTM and worst case is like finishing in a sock you'd already ruined earlier and forgot about Jimmy: 😂 Jimmy: real poet you are Jimmy: gonna steal them words for my tripadvisor review in a bit tah Jimmy: it don't matter I still want you to show your face down here for me Jimmy: 🏃 girl 🏃 Janis: always the way Janis: should be making my own art but full time occupation 'inspiring' you Janis: that said, I don't think your teach is so concerned about your art suffering she'll forget I ain't in her class, like Jimmy: you are art baby Jimmy: can't call it a gallery if you ain't hanging around Jimmy: lots of other knobheads are though, get lost in a crowd and find me, barely a challenge Janis: 🙄 you are ridiculous Janis: but I get it, gotta have me on the wall asap Janis: I am really fucking bored Jimmy: direct quote me when you tweet later 💕 Jimmy: the 1 correction being against the wall Janis: performance art Janis: how bold of you 😏 Jimmy: can't let you stay bored Jimmy: ain't #goals Janis: true Janis: move fast in this place Janis: go away for one day and your 👑 is taken like that Jimmy: good thing you're such an athlete then, babe Janis: say I'm thinking about it Janis: I reckon you'd owe me Janis: more than a keyring, like Jimmy: alright Janis: you must really miss me Jimmy: shut up, I said alright Jimmy: are you thinking about what you want or just how you're getting here? Janis: maybe I wanted you to say you miss me sooooooo much and you've really shit the bed there, mate Jimmy: do you? Janis: you're alright Janis: I'm just getting chucked out Jimmy: 🏆💪 Janis: just saying, if I SOS you now, you've got no out 'cos I'm saving you, yeah Jimmy: weren't gonna say fuck off to an SOS anyway, IOU or nah, was I? Jimmy: not very romantic that Janis: 💕 Janis: always nice to use a bit of coercion and control though, however necessary Janis: keeps it fresh, babe Jimmy: 💌 got it in writing there Jimmy: you're saving me, I'll save you right back Janis: so quotable today, you Janis: you're meant to be all visual Janis: 📷=1000 you know Jimmy: keeping it fresh like you said Jimmy: besides Jimmy: [sends her a pic of a half done done drawing of her he's working on instead of what he's meant to be doing] Jimmy: 🎨 = 1000 euros easy, mate Janis: damn Janis: I'm on my way Janis: you didn't have to be actually talented and cute about it Jimmy: 💕 Jimmy: don't run too fast I've gotta finish and stick it up on a bit of blank wall first Janis: I won't Janis: even if I'll admit I have missed seeing your face about here, like Jimmy: it's the accent really Jimmy: I get it Jimmy: paddy lingo gets a bit samey when it's not !!!!!!!!!!!! Janis: yeah, your dulcet tones really do it for me Janis: what can I say? nice not having to pretend I can understand what you're chatting Jimmy: I know but tah for putting it on record Janis: you ain't allowed to put that in any sort of review, soz Jimmy: I won't, you can do better Janis: I'd say thanks for the faith but we all know you're just being cocky Jimmy: don't sound like me that Janis: no? Janis: sorry, who am I speaking to again Jimmy: 👻 lad Jimmy: cause of 💀 that brutal bit of #bants Janis: oh right, casper well can you get someone in here who is a bit cocky Janis: no offense but you're too nice for me, like Jimmy: 💔💔 Janis: see what I mean Jimmy: so demanding you Janis: yeah and what Jimmy: not part of the deal, were it? Janis: what wasn't? Jimmy: owt #ungoals Janis: do YOU know who you're talking to rn Jimmy: hang on, I'll get it Jimmy: starts with a J? Janis: 🖕 Janis: dickhead 😏 Jimmy: I do miss you Jimmy: no need to get a big head or make it weird but just Janis: I know Jimmy: do you know now's when you say it back Janis: I said it earlier! Janis: weren't you listening Jimmy: and what you're live tweeting? that character limit'll fuck you every time, gutted Janis: just saying Janis: we're even Janis: but I'll say it again if you want me to win, like Jimmy: how's that work? if you say it again I win Jimmy: it's me that wants to hear it Janis: rude that you want me to lose then Janis: but it don't feel like losing to me so Janis: I missed you Janis: more than I should, I reckon Jimmy: 🥇 or nowt Jimmy: nowt personal Jimmy: and I reckon you miss me the decent amount considering, like Janis: it's cool, I get to be #1 best gf ever and you can read about the shit job you're doing in my subtweets, like Janis: and what was that about not getting a big head? 🤔 Jimmy: do as I say not as I do, girl Jimmy: the northern approach to dating there for yous Janis: how's that worked for you so far Janis: #toosoon? Jimmy: 💔💀💀💔 Jimmy: #savage Janis: just sayin' Janis: don't reckon you should be going to your da for that advice Jimmy: too soon for me to be lining up the next girls who might fall for the looking at 'em instead of the paintings bollocks? Janis: 'course not Janis: got your pick of the art hoes, they'll lap it up Jimmy: 👍 Jimmy: I'll crack on then Janis: I'll go home then Jimmy: I'll meet you there in a bit then Janis: 😑 Jimmy: it's alright save your enthusiasm for the IRL Janis: you're so annoying Jimmy: 💕 Janis: do you want me there or what 'cos I'm out Jimmy: do you wanna be here or what? Janis: obviously Janis: sounds like a blast Jimmy: so come on Janis: don't be a twat Jimmy: join the fun Janis: awh, you think I'm not always a twat Janis: how sweet Jimmy: you might have a couple of decent mins per day Janis: 💕 Jimmy: [snap] Janis: was about to say can't say the same for you but at least you're funny Janis: 😂 Jimmy: 😘 Janis: soz to break up your suck sesh but already on the bus so Jimmy: she'll be done soon Jimmy: no energy Janis: draining yours boy Jimmy: if she ends up swallowing my soul have a word with your god for me Jimmy: weren't my fault Jimmy: 🤞 she'll spit Janis: that's exactly the kinda sentiment that's keeping you out of heaven Janis: I ain't ruining my chances, soz Jimmy: 🎻🎻 Jimmy: have to keep badgering you for that 💀 death pact, eh, Juliet Jimmy: doing yourself in still a sin, yeah? Janis: last I checked Janis: he's not doing edits still, like Janis: 'less you wanna join one of those weird ones Jimmy: 👌👍 Jimmy: #datenight is still on 🔥💕 Janis: 😂 Janis: got a whole list to get through Jimmy: [sends her a pic of that drawing of her finished and stuck to the wall cos he's a nerd] Jimmy: just wiped my to do one til you get here Janis: Impressed Janis: but only a few minutes away so don't pat yourself on the back too hard yet Jimmy: 😏 Jimmy: why would I when I've got you to do it for me Janis: not what I had in mind but alright Jimmy: gotta keep that one track mind of yours on a heavenly track, babe Jimmy: not gonna be your ruin unless you ask for it Janis: but I don't wanna talk Janis: or pray Jimmy: if you look like you're praying that might get the job done Jimmy: try it Janis: boy Jimmy: What? Janis: I'm trying to focus here Jimmy: if you ain't up for the challenge Janis: shut up Janis: 'course I am Jimmy: don't sound like it Janis: you want me to do it now Janis: I was waiting 'til I got there but alright Jimmy: alright, shut up Janis: not really feeling the randoms on this bus but you know Jimmy: hang on, I'll get the orchestra Janis: got a few stops for someone hot to get on Janis: don't cry for me yet Jimmy: but I'm so close to tears Janis: I'll get you there baby Janis: 💕💔 Jimmy: #ultimategoals Janis: you know it Janis: so 🍀 you Jimmy: [tweets something extra about how lucky he is lol] Jimmy: now they know it an' all Jimmy: so welcome you Janis: 😏 Janis: so whipped too but can keep that between us Jimmy: 👍 Janis: right, coming in, where are you lot so I can avoid Jimmy: I'll do a slow mo run to the entrance Jimmy: 1 sec Janis: if anyone asks, I don't know you Jimmy: kissing strangers is fun, don't blame you Janis: try not to let on that you're that bored already Jimmy: 🤐 Jimmy: can stay between me and you Janis: can't let the fans down, like Jimmy: [appears and kisses her really dramatically only for the fans tho obvs] Janis: [sure guys lmao] Jimmy: [take your excuse to be really extra boy cos the fans are gonna love this can't deny it] Janis: ['hey, stranger'] Jimmy: [😏 and more kisses because always] Janis: ['come on then' like lead the way so we aren't just in the entrance like hello] Jimmy: [casual hand holding moment obvs he leads her to pose with the drawing cos we can pretend that's for the fans but really he wants it off the wall cos don't think its that good, oh boy I feel you] Janis: [such a proud little nerd face] Jimmy: [lowkey can't look at it or the bae so good thing he's 📷] Janis: [looks at the pics and does a 👍 too] Jimmy: [take the pic down and run to another part of this gallery] Janis: [when you're doing your best serious art appreciation impression looking at all the paintings like 🤔] Jimmy: [just loling at her cos you're already having more fun in these few mins than you have the whole time you've been there so far] Janis: [shushing him dramatically, probably making more noise than his lol 'this is a museum, show some respect'] Jimmy: [giving her a look like make me and saying 'or what?' as standard] Janis: [you know those doublesided benches they always have in the middle, casually pushing him down on that for a lap makeout moment] Jimmy: [such a mood, not soz other visitors] Janis: just getting tuts from the random old people who loiter everywhere in the day lmao] Jimmy: [doing the most to annoy them even more when he hears the disapproval cos 100% that bitch] Janis: Same honestly Janis: like don't test 'em lmao Janis: [] Jimmy: [so well suited you two] Janis: ['can I keep it?' the pic, obvs] Jimmy: [takes it out of his pocket and puts it into hers] Janis: ['big head, like' but really you just like it 'cos he did it] Jimmy: [kisses her on the head 'you can pull it off'] Janis: ['nerd' but kisses him back and it's way more soft than before when she was going in] Jimmy: [we love a soft moment] Janis: ['it's so boring when you're not there...and shit' Jimmy: ['should've taken art' gestures around with an unimpressed face 'never boring that'] Janis: ['I can see' 😏 'well if I knew there was gonna be a hot new boy, OBVIOUSLY I'd have picked different'] Jimmy: ['I get it, even a know it all like you weren't gonna see me coming, that #special, like' but kissing her neck as he says it all cos we both know he thinks she's sooo special bye] Janis: ['Obviously, new boy' #intoit and moving his hands to around her waist] Jimmy: [pulling her closer to him 5ever as he carries on] Janis: ['Okay, okay, I really missed you'] Jimmy: [makes a happy sound because can't not] Janis: [kissing his ear so she can whisper not 'cos she gives a fuck about anyone else here, clearly, but 'cos vulnerable so gotta say it quiet if you're gonna, 'it was like before when I didn't know you, or when you weren't here and I hated it'] Jimmy: [probably can't pull her any closer but tries to and holds her really tightly because not going anywhere and just the softest kisses ever] Janis: [shaking her head like pull yourself together bitch and changing the pace] Jimmy: [going with it cos he gets it being vulnerable is shit and hard]] Jimmy: [I can just imagine some art hoe putting them on her stories like she don't even take art!] Janis: [she doesn't even go here, regardless being like 'come on' 'cos take me somewhere we can actually do this] Jimmy: [should we let them actually leave? cos better option than bathrooms and the point of her showing up has been made] Janis: [why not, live ur dreams kids] Jimmy: [getting in trouble together is their thing] Janis: [hell yeah it is, and being talk of the town #standard] Jimmy: [1000% several art hoes saw them going into the bathroom and we know it] Janis: [gossipy hoes, even if none of the actual squad take it, some of their lesser friends blates do for the fashun vibe] Jimmy: [get in the gift shop after and piss about and shade their art hoe aesthetic] Janis: [all the socials lmao] Jimmy: [he steals her a keyring cos not gonna spend money but she's gotta have one] Janis: [💕 tbh] Jimmy: [now go have some actual fun and alone time kids]

[lanaberryrawr]

Twilight anon here!! First! More shifts and more work at home? Don't forget to eat, drink water and rest!! :) And woohoo!!! Meeting your parents gf??!!! How was that experience!!! I hope that went well?!!! And I'm happy you're happy about the good changes in yourself!! Keep growing and achieving things!!! 💕 I'm fine! Thank you for asking! With a lot of work and new shifts like you 😂 but all good :) Of course I'm here to know about you AND to suggest a roommates victuri prompt 😂💕 ly!!!!!

Hey hey! :D Yes, a lot of work recently!! DX And don’t worry, I have people making sure I don’t overwork myself! I have a tendancy to otherwise XD And yes! It went really well! Much better than I expected, but so nerve-wracking! DX Thank you so so much :3 Awww I hope then that you’re not being overworked either! Remember to eat, drink and rest too :D And ooooooh a roommates prompt?? I loooove it :3 It’s not as long as I’d have liked, but here it it! I hope you liked it and ly tooo!

“Dude, I don’t know how you deal. He’s gorgeous. He fitseverything you said you want your future husband to be. How are you notclimbing him like a tree?”

Yuuri sighed and rolled his eyes as he set Phichit’s drinkdown on the table. “Because looks aren’t all I think about?”

Phichit shuffled back on Yuuri’s bed until his back hit thewall. Between his legs, his laptop sat. He scrolled through it, looking for afilm for them to watch during their planned movie marathon. “But from what you’vesaid about his personality too, he’s your type still. And you’ve seen himchanging. I’m sure by now you’ve seen if his package is to your liking too?”

Yuuri settled himself onto the bed next to his best friend,eyes glancing over to the other side of the room where an empty, well-made bedwas sat. It was surrounded with personal belongings, from the expensive designerhand-luggage to the photo-frame with a picture of a dark poodle. “Can we not talkabout my roommate? He’s out away right now and we have the whole day to watchthings and eat trash before he comes back.”

Phichit answered, “Alright, but I just think it’s wasted.Maybe he’s already taken or something, but no one is better than you anyway so he’smissing out.”

Yuuri blushed and snuggled down into a comfortable position.“What are we going to watch, anyway?”

“Want to watch that newly-released action film? It looksawesome.”

“Okay,” Yuuri replied. Phichit was already clicking itbefore the answer came out. “That sounds like a plan.”

Phichit took the popcorn from the table and placed itbetween them, taking a handful and stuffing it into his mouth. Between thefood, he mumbled, “We need to think of a drinking game to go with it the secondtime we watch it. I propose drinking at every dramatic shot.”

“That’ll kill us.”

***

Yuuri didn’t realise how late the day had become until thelock in the door began to wiggle and the familiar sound of keys sliding intothe metal pierced the silence. He and Phichit glanced up, just in time to seeViktor walk in with his suitcase. He flinched a little in surprise at seeing Yuuriand Phichit huddled in the covers on Yuuri’s bed.

“Welcome back,” Yuuri greeted.

“I’m back,” Viktor greeted back. He gave a small smile andclosed the door before dragging his suitcase over to his side of the room.      

Yuuri watched him move, enraptured by his movement, his grace.Before Phichit could notice his gaze, he tore it away.

Phichit paused the film. “I didn’t realise how late it was.I’m going to head home.”

“We were in the middle of the film though,” Yuuri argued butbegan to pick up the popcorn bowl and drink cups.

“We’ve seen it before anyway, and I’m getting a littletired.” As he gathered his things, he threw Yuuri a grin and a wink, making hisbest friend blush. “I hope you sleep well, Yuuri and I’ll see you in themorning. Hope your travel was alright, Viktor. Wish you a pleasant night aswell!”

Yuuri stood with him and walked him to the door. The dormhallway was quiet at this time of the night, many of the students studying,sleeping, or already out making noise at another party. Phichit turned to himas he reached the hallway, a cheeky glint sparkling in his eyes.

“Mr Future Husband is back,” he whispered, unable to containthe low chuckle in his voice. “You’ve missed him in the last few days while he’sbeen visiting family huh? Have you been tossing and dreaming of him, shoutingout ‘Viktor! Viktor!’ in your sleep?”

Yuuri held a finger to Phichit’s lips, stopping him. “I havenot, and I didn’t miss him.”

“Yeah, right.”

“It’s been nice having the room to myself for a little bit.”

“Lie to yourself all you want, Yuuri. I know the truth.”

Yuuri really doubted that.

Phichit waved him goodbye as he hoisted his laptop under hisarm. “Hope you don’t sleep tonight, Yuuri. Go secure that man any way you can.I call dibs on Best Man!” He left before Yuuri could say anything, his chucklesstill echoing even as Yuuri heard the dorm door slam.

“Has he gone?” a voice asked behind him.

The low tone had Yuuri’s back shivering, a need rising thathe hadn’t been able to satiate for days. “Yes.” No later than a millisecond afterhe had said it, he found himself slammed against the closed door, Viktorpinning him. Hot lips pressed against his, hungry, passionate and it had Yuurigasping against it.

Viktor finally pulled back. “I’ve missed you.”

As Viktor let go of his hands, Yuuri slipped them aroundViktor’s neck and pulled him in for another hungry kiss. “I’ve missed you too,”he whispered between them as he pulled back for breath.

“When are you going to tell him?” Viktor asked, pressingkisses to Yuuri’s jaw.

“When he stops teasing me about you being my future husband.”He shivered again as Viktor’s chuckle tickled his skin.

“You’re so cruel.”

“I have to tease him about something.” Yuuri pulled away andinterlaced their fingers, pulling Viktor further into the room and towards thebeds. “Come on, Viktor. It’s time to welcome you back.”

#Lana's prompts #Yuri on ice #roommates AU #I thought I'd go with a bit more of an established relationship this time #change it up :3

[warnerbro]

that one party

Boo: [What was she doing there? What in the world was she--- Cilla Dodgeson's blonde hair whipped around the corner, once more, as Boo stuck like glue to the wall. It was the ghost of ex girlfriend past, and of course Donnie's arm was around her. There they were, haunting Boo, as any ghost would; tormenting him.

Boo: As if supporting Donnie at soccer games wasn't enough. As if kissing that stupid guy in front of him wasn't enough. No, she was haunting him, and making sure he'd remember her and see her face every chance he'd get. Especially at that stupid party. So he took one look at her and scRUNCHED HIS NOSE, AND SCOFFED BEfORE TAKING A NICE GULP OF SOME MIXED DRINK

Cilla: [Cilla's honestly thinking to herself, why am I at a college party? I don't even like high school parties that much. Maybe these are better? Eh. Anyway, she was just here because Donnie wanted her to come with him. Something about it being important for her to come with him? Whatever. But yikes. She notices Boo is there too, and of course, why wouldn't he be? Wasn't this a soccer team sort of party? Heck. She grimaces so hard. But she huddles further into Donnie, like, keep me away from these drunk people. I'm tiny.]

Boo: [Melissa, of course, sees his discomfort. She walked right up to him and suggested they should leave, right there but no. Not tonight. He wouldn't be running away from that girl anymore, so he took one more drink and shook his head.] No, I'm spectacular. Just get me trashed. [So she nodded and disappeared for a minute and returned with libations. He tried not to stare. Boy, Willy, did he try not to stare, but of course he did, as even when he felt like he should hate her, he really didn't, and couldn't.]*

Cilla: [As Cilla is probably unable to keep her peripheral vision off of Boo, she sees that snake in the grass approach Boo, and that only serves to make her grimace even harder and tense even more. Donnie notices this. He raises an eyebrow at her, asking what was wrong.] Just not used to this... I guess. [She gave an awkward laugh, and Donnie gave her this smile, told her how adorable she was, and handed her a cup with what she guessed was alcohol in it. Oh, cool. Though, in her state of 'kill me now' she took a laRGE sip of it, and then coughed because wtf is this stuff he just gave me it is strong stuff. Donnie patted her back, and told her to slow down to which she just nodded. Yikey.]

Boo: [he wasn't quite seeing double yet. Moments had passed. Beer pong match after pong match. There were some quarters involved with a shot glass, and Melissa had even pulled him away to play a round of flip cup. She was great at distracting him. It worked, but Boo couldn't forget about that blonde-haired girl. Nope. She stayed in the back of her mind, and Boo had assumed to the side of a certain Rocket boy. His stomach tied in drunken knots he felt sick at that notion. He was still in control of most of his functions and though he swore he wasn't intoxicated, he could feel his inhibitions escaping to freedom. His eyes scanned the room once more. Melissa was nowhere to be found, and he was on his way to find somewhere to sit down, alone. To think. To escape the embarassment of how he felt-- ashamed that Cilla wasn't with him and instead with that assclown of a person. He found the perfect place up the stairs and down the hallway.]

Cilla: [The room. It was spinning. Yup. The lights were merging together. How much did she have, exactly, in her quest to not pay attention to her boyfriend's sister and her ex-whatever? Too much for someone that drank maybe half a beer for the two parties she'd been too in her life. Awesome. She swayed a little, into Donnie. He stopped his conversation with his soccer pal to ask his gf if she was alright.] Yeah. I'm fine. I just-- I think I need to go to the bathroom, and... I don't know, splash some water in my face. Nope, you can stay here. I'm a big girl, thanks. [So, on her way she goes. Up the stairs???? Down the hallway????? And oop, there's a door. Oop. This room is occupied by... ohboy. She freezes y'all. But the grimace from earlier is back now. She says nothing because BOY WHY.]*

Boo: [Boo's sitting in an armchair, his head in his hands and the room is spinning for him as well, but he's not drunk. No. Don't ask him because he'd drive himself home right now. It was only a couple of beers. A couple of drinking games. Whatever. He just needed time to himself. Which was interrupted. He looked up at the door, and his eyes fell upon a silent Cilla and he could throw himself out the window right now because why?! So he's going to address her with a real condescending tone. ] You lost, Princess?

Cilla: [And yup. Was she an angry drunk? Because, boy, that condescending tone just got her PISSED.] Yeah. You know what? I guess I am. Because I'd rather be anywhere else than standing right here. Believe me. [but is she even making an attempt to move? Probably not. Maybe a sway towards the door.]*

Boo: Good job leaving. Congrats. A+ feet you have there. [He claps.] So while I've got you here, you can't just bring yourself to my soccer games, I told you to not to feel obliged to come. Remember?

Cilla: Fuck off, Boo. [iF SHE COULD LEAVE SHE WOULD BUT HER FEET AREN'T WORKING.] You said don't feel obliged to come /for you/. And I'm not.

Boo: You'RE THE ONE STILL HERE. [ SO HE SHOOTs RIGH T UP bECAUSE LET"S GET ANGREY LETS. walking towards her all angry like] You're the one still fucking here. And Cilla, for the first time in ever, I really don't want you around anymore. So go. Leave. [he points to the door. because gdi go away.]

Cilla: YES, YES, GO AHEAD AND ACT LIKE YOU CAN KICK ME OUT OF A PLACE THAT ISN'T YOURS??? [she roLLS HER EYES.] If you don't want to be around me, which, trust me, I feel the same, you're welcome to walk away. Because, yeah, not everything is on me.

Boo: You're the one who walked away from me, and THEN you walked right back around with that STUPID GUY ON YOUR ARM SO.... [he points back towards the door, agAIN. LIKE FUCK YA I WAS HERE FIRST GET OUT, he sways of course. Alcohol soz.] I don't think I can forgive for this anymore, and I don't want you in my life anymore. Stay away.[his eye twitches tho, lol bcs he doesnt MEAN IT]

Cilla: [NOT EVEN GONNA REPLY TO THAT BS BECAUSE HE'S ACTUALLY BEEN WITH MELISSA ALL NIGHT? AND TO THE REST OF THIS, THE STUBBORN PRINCESS, WHO ALWAYS GETS HER WAY, just plants her drunken feet, crosses her arms, gets this defiant look, and stays silent.]

Boo: [HE IS GONNA PULL ALL OF HIS HAIR OUT BECAUSE GDI GO AWAY. He opens his mouth to sCREAM AT HER. BECAUSE FRUSTRATION. But it takes a step back. He pauses and takes a deep breath. He looks to the floor, and seriously seriously puts on his apology face.] You're breaking my heart all over again, and I understand why. You're mad at me because what I did with Mel, it was unfair. But what you're doing--[ hE FINALLY LOOKS BACK UP AT HER.] Showing up here, and everywhere else--it's not fair to me.

Cilla: [NOT EVEN GONNA REPLY TO THAT BS BECAUSE HE'S ACTUALLY BEEN WITH MELISSA ALL NIGHT? AND TO THE REST OF THIS, THE STUBBORN PRINCESS, WHO ALWAYS GETS HER WAY, just plants her drunken feet, crosses her arms, gets this defiant look, and stays silent.]

Boo: [HE IS GONNA PULL ALL OF HIS HAIR OUT BECAUSE GDI GO AWAY. He opens his mouth to sCREAM AT HER. BECAUSE FRUSTRATION. But it takes a step back. He pauses and takes a deep breath. He looks to the floor, and seriously seriously puts on his apology face.] You're breaking my heart all over again, and I understand why. You're mad at me because what I did with Mel, it was unfair. But what you're doing--[ hE FINALLY LOOKS BACK UP AT HER.] Showing up here, and everywhere else--it's not fair to me.

Cilla: [She does nothing but scoff. Really.] Do you think I keep visiting to hurt you? Really? [clo eyebrow raise.]

Boo: Don't you even pretend this isn't about us. [SCOFF RIGHT BACk.]

Cilla: Crazy enough, I come to visit Donnie. You know, that guy. My boyfriend. [she makes a face that says 'duh you idiot'.

Boo: Yeah. He just so happens to play on the same tEAM as me. He JUST SO HAPPENS TO BE MELISSA'S brother. Makes sense, why you'd pick him. [HE GIVES HER A SARCASTIC SHRUG.] Right?! Make REAL sure I know about. See it. [He claps again.] GREAT.

Cilla: I didn't even /know/ he was Melissa brother the first time I met him. It's not all about /you/, Boo. And just... [she shakes her head. She wants to break his hands.] No. You know what? I don't need to explain a n y t h i n g to you.

Boo: Yeah. You were LEAVING anyways. [ eye roll]

Cilla: Nope, that was you. [the face of pure sass.]

Boo: I was here first. [crossing his arms over his chest.]

Cilla: Don't care~. [she does the same.]

Boo: You know what? I can't stand you right now. Really, REALLY hate you right now. [STANDIN THERE ]

Cilla: Now you know how I've felt for months. Congratulations. [SAME.]

Boo: Thanks. REALLY appreCIAte THAT. [YELLIN,]

Cilla: COOL~~~~. YOU'RE WELCOME TO LEAVE NOW. [S C R E A M I N]*

Boo: [He doesn't leave. He doesn't move. He takes one look at her, and the sneer he was sure to have worn softened as he let out a low fit of laughter.] I'm not going anywhere, Cil. I'm still here. And, you know what, when you're done being stubborn, I'm sure I"ll still be mad at you, but I'll be here. [so he walks right up to her, because let's push her buttons, right?] Because, yeah, I hate you so much right now, but you're still the same girl I'm head over heels for. So, you go on. Go on with your life, parade your stupid boyfriend around and you keep telling yourself that it's not about me. Because we both know it is. Otherwise we wouldn't have even had this conversation. Otherwise you still wouldn't be here.

Cilla: [She freezes again, because now he's closer. Much closer, and her alcohol-addled brain is somehow even more jarred by the lack of distance. But, his words still manage to fuel the fire of anger within her, because what right does he have to say all of those things? She managed to pull herself back enough to throw a look of annoyance his way.] Keep telling yourself that it /is/ about you, then, you arrogant asshole. If that's what gets you through, go ahead. But, you know what? It doesn't make you right. Because I feel nothing for you. Not anymore.*

Boo: Nothing? Just like that? Nothing? [So that would have hurt Boo a lot. A whole lot, a couple of months ago, and maybe without the alcohol it would have reverberated within him, but he knew that girl was lying. So he looked at her, and understood her words as a challege. He let out an irriatated sigh, before taking one step closer to her, and without any permission he tested her words. A hand on her waist, he kissed her, just as he had wanted to for the past couple of months--just like he did those months ago in his car-- just as he did under that mistletoe. He kissed her, like it would have been his last kiss on earth, K. Because well, it might as well have been, right?]

Cilla: [She was poised to answer-- ready to tell him, yes, without a doubt, I feel nothing but absolute hatred for you now. You're nothing but a piece of shit, and I didn't deserve what you did. But there was no opportunity for the words to leave her mouth. Because, as soon as she began, his lips were on hers, and her ~inebriated~ legs practically buckled underneath her. And no, she didn't try in any way to push the boy off of her. Nope. She kissed him like she hadn't kissed anybody since... well, the last time she kissed Boo. One might say she's kind of all over him right now.]

Boo: [A fist in the air in his mind, just like the breakfast club, yep, everything she had said, well this proved it completely wrong. So he pulled her closer because why stop? After all this time, after everything, he could still lose himself in that stubborn girl. So arms wrapped tightly around her holding her in palce and lips pressed all too close it happened. Even, with what he had just said to her. Even after all the hurt they had caused each other. It fell all on this really real moment. No matter how drunk she tasted-- it was real. So no, he didn't mind how all over she was on him. Nope, he invited it.]

Cilla: [In the back of her mind, someplace where her logic was still slightly working, something was telling her that her boyfriend was downstairs, and she should stop now, while she was ahead, and she could pass this... lapse of judgement on alcohol and Boo starting it, but... no, that voice was too far away. Why listen to that voice when there was a louder voice telling her to continue. So, what does she do? She listens to the loud voice, and she's got him by the collar, and she's pushing him towards the chair he was sitting in when she came in. Oop, they're down. Oop, she's on top of him. Yikes.]*

Boo: [ So lips on lips, he fell towards the chair, with his hands surely crawling up places they weren't supposed to like, for instance probably under hER SKIRT, he pulled Cilla with him. There was no breaking his hold on her now. There was no stopping him. There was no stopping her, he was sure. And screw the party, screw her boyfriend. screw Melissa. It was just him and Cilla now. And if he had it his way, it would be that way forever. But all things would come to an end he was sure. For the time being however, he would continue to kiss her, even after the door was opened and someone eNTERED THE ROOM.]

Cilla: [For the better part of being in this chair, Cilla's brain actually ceased to function. Like, she was certain there was no activity happening up there, because she literally couldn't think. The only things occupying that space were lips and, whoa HANDS. And, boy did she not mind it at aLL. But then, the sound of a door opening behind her kicked that silent part of her brain into gear, and she realized OH BOY, and she was practically army rolling off of Boo, her face towards the wall so the interruption didn't see her, stayin quiet bc oh geez.]*

Boo: [Before he even had a chance to react to the absence of Cilla, he opened his eyes, and Melissa Thornberry Rocket stared at him from the doorway. He had to catch his breath from, well, Cilla literally taking his breath away and before he was able to take calming inhale, the other girl had her hands acrossed her chest. That look in her face-- that anger shook Boo a little too sober, and he didn't know whether to explain himself, or accept the fact that, yeah, he was walking home that night. So he ran his hands through the hair on his head, because gFDi why didn't he lock the door. He looked up at Cilla, her back facing him, and he had no words.]

Cilla: [Cilla still has no idea of what fate could besET HER SHOULD SHE TURN AROUND RIGHT NOW. SHE IS UNAWARE OF THE DANGER THAT SURROUNDS HER. So, she just keeps herself pointed towards the wall. Practically everyone in this house knew her boyfriend, and therefore, they knew she was DATING him. No matter who it was, if they saw it was her she was s c r e w e d. So, she stayed silent in her little corner, probably burying her face in her knees. Like, nope, you won't see me today sis.]*

Boo: [Before he could even explain what was happening, Miss Rocket had literally stomped out of the room. And what had recently transpired as the most awkward silence in his whole life, the door slammed behind her. He looked up to the ceiling and closed his eyes, got up from his spot, and before taking his leave, he placed a hand on Cilla's shoulder, just lightly as if to ask if she was okay.]*

Cilla: [When she heard the door shut, she didn't get up immediately. But then she felt a hand on her shoulder, and that sprung her to action. Without another word, literally, she was up and out the door (the opposite direction that Melly went in). Because. Nope. Not facing this. Not in this drunken state. Not today. Bye Boo. She's probably ACTUALLY going to the bathroom now.]*

Boo: [So that's when Boo walked out too. Yep, out to find Melissa, because low and behold she was his ride home, and without her, he was going to walk his ass home lol.]

Boo: [And avoiding everyone else, he probably never found her so he did.]

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[warnerbro]

NOTHING mEANs EVERything

Boo: [What was she doing there? What in the world was she--- Cilla Dodgeson's blonde hair whipped around the corner, once more, as Boo stuck like glue to the wall. It was the ghost of ex girlfriend past, and of course Donnie's arm was around her. There they were, haunting Boo, as any ghost would; tormenting him. As if supporting Donnie at soccer games wasn't enough. As if kissing that stupid guy in front of him wasn't enough. No, she was haunting him, and making sure he'd remember her and see her face every chance he'd get. Especially at that stupid party. So he took one look at her and scRUNCHED HIS NOSE, AND SCOFFED BEfORE TAKING A NICE GULP OF SOME MIXED DRINK]

Cilla: [Cilla's honestly thinking to herself, why am I at a college party? I don't even like high school parties that much. Maybe these are better? Eh. Anyway, she was just here because Donnie wanted her to come with him. Something about it being important for her to come with him? Whatever. But yikes. She notices Boo is there too, and of course, why wouldn't he be? Wasn't this a soccer team sort of party? Heck. She grimaces so hard. But she huddles further into Donnie, like, keep me away from these drunk people. I'm tiny.]

Boo: [Melissa, of course, sees his discomfort. She walked right up to him and suggested they should leave, right there but no. Not tonight. He wouldn't be running away from that girl anymore, so he took one more drink and shook his head.] No, I'm spectacular. Just get me trashed. [So she nodded and disappeared for a minute and returned with libations. He tried not to stare. Boy, Willy, did he try not to stare, but of course he did, as even when he felt like he should hate her, he really didn't, and couldn't.]*

Cilla: [As Cilla is probably unable to keep her peripheral vision off of Boo, she sees that snake in the grass approach Boo, and that only serves to make her grimace even harder and tense even more. Donnie notices this. He raises an eyebrow at her, asking what was wrong.] Just not used to this... I guess. [She gave an awkward laugh, and Donnie gave her this smile, told her how adorable she was, and handed her a cup with what she guessed was alcohol in it. Oh, cool. Though, in her state of 'kill me now' she took a laRGE sip of it, and then coughed because wtf is this stuff he just gave me it is strong stuff. Donnie patted her back, and told her to slow down to which she just nodded. Yikey.]

Boo: [he wasn't quite seeing double yet. Moments had passed. Beer pong match after pong match. There were some quarters involved with a shot glass, and Melissa had even pulled him away to play a round of flip cup. She was great at distracting him. It worked, but Boo couldn't forget about that blonde-haired girl. Nope. She stayed in the back of hIS mind, and Boo had assumed to the side of a certain Rocket boy. His stomach tied in drunken knots he felt sick at that notion. He was still in control of most of his functions and though he swore he wasn't intoxicated, he could feel his inhibitions escaping to freedom. His eyes scanned the room once more. Melissa was nowhere to be found, and he was on his way to find somewhere to sit down, alone. To think. To escape the embarrassment of how he felt-- ashamed that Cilla wasn't with him and instead with that assclown of a person. He found the perfect place up the stairs and down the hallway.]

Cilla: [The room. It was spinning. Yup. The lights were merging together. How much did she have, exactly, in her quest to not pay attention to her boyfriend's sister and her ex-whatever? Too much for someone that drank maybe half a beer for the two parties she'd been too in her life. Awesome. She swayed a little, into Donnie. He stopped his conversation with his soccer pal to ask his gf if she was alright.] Yeah. I'm fine. I just-- I think I need to go to the bathroom, and... I don't know, splash some water in my face. Nope, you can stay here. I'm a big girl, thanks. [So, on her way she goes. Up the stairs???? Down the hallway????? And oop, there's a door. Oop. This room is occupied by... ohboy. She freezes y'all. But the grimace from earlier is back now. She says nothing because BOY WHY.]*

Boo: [Boo's sitting in an armchair, his head in his hands and the room is spinning for him as well, but he's not drunk. No. Don't ask him because he'd drive himself home right now, just to prove 'em wrong. It was only a couple of beers. A couple of drinking games. Whatever. He just needed time to himself. Which was interrupted. He looked up at the door, and his eyes fell upon a silent Cilla and he could throw himself out the window right now because why?! So he's going to address her with a real condescending tone. ] You lost, Princess?

Cilla: [And yup. Was she an angry drunk? Because, boy, that condescending tone just got her PISSED.] Yeah. You know what? I guess I am. Because I'd rather be anywhere else than standing right here. Believe me. [but is she even making an attempt to move? Probably not. Maybe a sway towards the door.]*

Boo: Good job leaving. Congrats. A+ feet you have there. [He claps.] So while I've got you here, you can't just bring yourself to my soccer games, I told you to not to feel obliged to come. Remember?

Cilla: Fuck off, Boo. [iF SHE COULD LEAVE SHE WOULD BUT HER FEET AREN'T WORKING.] You said don't feel obliged to come /for you/. And I'm not.

Boo: You'RE THE ONE STILL HERE. [ SO HE SHOOTs RIGH T UP bECAUSE LET"S GET ANGREY LETS. walking towards her all angry like] You're the one still fucking here. And Cilla, for the first time in ever, I really don't want you around anymore. So go. Leave. [he points to the door. because gdi go away.]

Cilla: YES, YES, GO AHEAD AND ACT LIKE YOU CAN KICK ME OUT OF A PLACE THAT ISN'T YOURS??? [she roLLS HER EYES.] If you don't want to be around me, which, trust me, I feel the same, you're welcome to walk away. Because, yeah, not everything is on me.

Boo: You're the one who walked away from me, and THEN you walked right back around with that STUPID GUY ON YOUR ARM SO.... [he points back towards the door, agAIN. LIKE FUCK YA I WAS HERE FIRST GET OUT, he sways of course. Alcohol soz.] I don't think I can forgive for this anymore, and I don't want you in my life anymore. Stay away.[his eye twitches tho, lol bcs he doesnt MEAN IT]

Cilla: [NOT EVEN GONNA REPLY TO THAT BS BECAUSE HE'S ACTUALLY BEEN WITH MELISSA ALL NIGHT? AND TO THE REST OF THIS, THE STUBBORN PRINCESS, WHO ALWAYS GETS HER WAY, just plants her drunken feet, crosses her arms, gets this defiant look, and stays silent.]

Boo: [HE IS GONNA PULL ALL OF HIS HAIR OUT BECAUSE GDI GO AWAY. He opens his mouth to sCREAM AT HER. BECAUSE FRUSTRATION. But it takes a step back. He pauses and takes a deep breath. He looks to the floor, and seriously seriously puts on his apology face.] You're breaking my heart all over again, and I understand why. You're mad at me because what I did with Mel, it was unfair. But what you're doing--[ hE FINALLY LOOKS BACK UP AT HER.] Showing up here, and everywhere else--it's not fair to me.

Cilla: [She does nothing but scoff. Really.] Do you think I keep visiting to hurt you? Really? [clo eyebrow raise.]

Boo: Don't you even pretend this isn't about us. [SCOFF RIGHT BACk.]

Cilla: Crazy enough, I come to visit Donnie. You know, that guy. My boyfriend. [she makes a face that says 'duh you idiot'.

Boo: Yeah. He just so happens to play on the same tEAM as me. He JUST SO HAPPENS TO BE MELISSA'S brother. Makes sense, why you'd pick him. [HE GIVES HER A SARCASTIC SHRUG.] Right?! Make REAL sure I know about. See it. [He claps again.] GREAT.

Cilla: I didn't even /know/ he was Melissa brother the first time I met him. It's not all about /you/, Boo. And just... [she shakes her head. She wants to break his hands.] No. You know what? I don't need to explain a n y t h i n g to you.

Boo: Yeah. You were LEAVING anyways. [ eye roll]

Cilla: Nope, that was you. [the face of pure sass.]

Boo: I was here first. [crossing his arms over his chest.]

Cilla: Don't care~. [she does the same.]

Boo: You know what? I can't stand you right now. Really, REALLY hate you right now. [STANDIN THERE ]

Cilla: Now you know how I've felt for months. Congratulations. [SAME.]

Boo: Thanks. REALLY appreCIAte THAT. [YELLIN,]

Cilla: COOL~~~~. YOU'RE WELCOME TO LEAVE NOW. [S C R E A M I N]*

Boo: [He doesn't leave. He doesn't move. He takes one look at her, and the sneer he was sure to have worn softened as he let out a low fit of laughter.] I'm not going anywhere, Cil. I'm still here. And, you know what, when you're done being stubborn, I'm sure I"ll still be mad at you, but I'll be here. [so he walks right up to her, because let's push her buttons, right?] Because, yeah, I hate you so much right now, but you're still the same girl I'm head over heels for. So, you go on. Go on with your life, parade your stupid boyfriend around and you keep telling yourself that it's not about me. Because we both know it is. Otherwise we wouldn't have even had this conversation. Otherwise you still wouldn't be here.

Cilla: [She freezes again, because now he's closer. Much closer, and her alcohol-addled brain is somehow even more jarred by the lack of distance. But, his words still manage to fuel the fire of anger within her, because what right does he have to say all of those things? She managed to pull herself back enough to throw a look of annoyance his way.] Keep telling yourself that it /is/ about you, then, you arrogant asshole. If that's what gets you through, go ahead. But, you know what? It doesn't make you right. Because I feel nothing for you. Not anymore.*

Boo: Nothing? Just like that? Nothing? [So that would have hurt Boo a lot. A whole lot, a couple of months ago, and maybe without the alcohol it would have reverberated within him, but he knew that girl was lying. So he looked at her, and understood her words as a challemge. He let out an irratated sigh, before taking one step closer to her, and without any permission he tested her words. A hand on her waist, he kissed her, just as he had wanted to for the past couple of months--just like he did those months ago in his car-- just as he did under that mistletoe. He kissed her, like it would have been his last kiss on earth, K. Because well, it might as well have been, right?]

Cilla: [She was poised to answer-- ready to tell him, yes, without a doubt, I feel nothing but absolute hatred for you now. You're nothing but a piece of shit, and I didn't deserve what you did. But there was no opportunity for the words to leave her mouth. Because, as soon as she began, his lips were on hers, and her ~inebriated~ legs practically buckled underneath her. And no, she didn't try in any way to push the boy off of her. Nope. She kissed him like she hadn't kissed anybody since... well, the last time she kissed Boo. One might say she's kind of all over him right now.]

Boo: [A fist in the air in his mind, just like the breakfast club, yep, everything she had said, well this proved it completely wrong. So he pulled her closer because why stop? After all this time, after everything, he could still lose himself in that stubborn girl. So arms wrapped tightly around her holding her in place and lips pressed all too close. it happened. Even, with what he had just said to her. Even after all the hurt they had caused each other. It fell all on this really real moment. No matter how drunk she tasted-- it was real. So no, he didn't mind how all over she was on him. Nope, he invited it.]

Cilla: [In the back of her mind, someplace where her logic was still slightly working, something was telling her that her boyfriend was downstairs, and she should stop now, while she was ahead, and she could pass this... lapse of judgement on alcohol and Boo starting it, but... no, that voice was too far away. Why listen to that voice when there was a louder voice telling her to continue. So, what does she do? She listens to the loud voice, and she's got him by the collar, and she's pushing him towards the chair he was sitting in when she came in. Oop, they're down. Oop, she's on top of him. Yikes.]*

Boo: [ So lips on lips, he fell towards the chair, with his hands surely crawling up places they weren't supposed to like, for instance probably under hER SKIRT, he pulled Cilla with him. There was no breaking his hold on her now. There was no stopping him. There was no stopping her, he was sure. And screw the party, screw her boyfriend. screw Melissa. It was just him and Cilla now. And if he had it his way, it would be that way forever. But all things would come to an end he was sure. For the time being however, he would continue to kiss her, even after the door was opened and someone eNTERED THE ROOM.]

Cilla: [For the better part of being in this chair, Cilla's brain actually ceased to function. Like, she was certain there was no activity happening up there, because she literally couldn't think. The only things occupying that space were lips and, whoa HANDS. And, boy did she not mind it at aLL. But then, the sound of a door opening behind her kicked that silent part of her brain into gear, and she realized OH BOY, and she was practically army rolling off of Boo, her face towards the wall so the interruption didn't see her, stayin quiet bc oh geez.]*

Boo: [Before he even had a chance to react to the absence of Cilla, he opened his eyes, and Melissa Thornberry Rocket stared at him from the doorway. He had to catch his breath from, well, Cilla literally taking his breath away and before he was able to take calming inhale, the other girl had her hands across her chest. That look in her face-- that anger shook Boo a little too sober, and he didn't know whether to explain himself, or accept the fact that, yeah, he was walking home that night. So he ran his hands through the hair on his head, because gFDi why didn't he lock the door. He looked up at Cilla, her back facing him, and he had no words.]

Cilla: [Cilla still has no idea of what fate could besET HER SHOULD SHE TURN AROUND RIGHT NOW. SHE IS UNAWARE OF THE DANGER THAT SURROUNDS HER. So, she just keeps herself pointed towards the wall. Practically everyone in this house knew her boyfriend, and therefore, they knew she was DATING him. No matter who it was, if they saw it was her she was s c r e w e d. So, she stayed silent in her little corner, probably burying her face in her knees. Like, nope, you won't see me today sis.]*

Boo: [Before he could even explain what was happening, Miss Rocket had literally stomped out of the room. And what had recently transpired as the most awkward silence in his whole life, the door slammed behind her. He looked up to the ceiling and closed his eyes, got up from his spot, and before taking his leave, he placed a hand on Cilla's shoulder, just lightly as if to ask if she was okay.]*

Cilla: [When she heard the door shut, she didn't get up immediately. But then she felt a hand on her shoulder, and that sprung her to action. Without another word, literally, she was up and out the door (the opposite direction that Melly went in). Because. Nope. Not facing this. Not in this drunken state. Not today. Bye Boo. She's probably ACTUALLY going to the bathroom now.]*

Boo: [So that's when Boo walked out too. Yep, out to find Melissa, because low and behold she was his ride home, and without her, he was going to walk his ass home lol. And avoiding everyone else, he probably never found her so he did.]

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